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Dan/Danny/Dani additions 1/5
Danny is adoption bait to the Gotham rogues.
Danny only went to Gotham university because it had a lot of ambient ectoplasm and he could fast track to the arrow space department in Wayne enterprises if he worked hard enough. He didn’t need adopting, he was already 19 years old and had a (strained, very distant) relationship with his parents. When he moved to Gotham, he expected to have to deal with people wanting to make him a new Wayne, not with all of the Gotham rogues immediately trying to adopt him.
So what if he defended Killer Croc from some asshole cops, accidentally exposing his fangs and had a conversation about being dehumanized with him that led to them having dinner on Wednesdays?
So what if he got into a serious conversation about the green gas effect and pollution (Sam had taught him well) with Poison Ivy that result in him coming over for dinner and Harley Quinn declaring him a ‘sweetheart’?
So what if he directed Frostbitw to help Mr. Freeze and now Nora invited him over for brunch on Sundays?
So what if he had a wonderful conversation with the Riddler in which they traded space themed riddles which lead to Riddler seeking him out sometimes for a game?
So what if he helped Mr. cobble pot by making him intangible when some people were driving by in about splash mud on him and he now had a part time job there as a bouncer?
So what if Grundy played tag with him every other Thursday and called him Little Death and offered to eat his chemical engineering teacher who gave him a low grade because he didn’t follow safety precautions?
This didn’t mean he was adoption bait. Shut up Sam.
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i showed these to my coworker and he said i cuntified him
#danny phantom#fanart#holy DAMN THE AESTHETIC OF THIS#your DESIGN HOLY HECK#the colours through the way you shape the hair and eyes and face and just!!! ALL!!!!#DAMN THIS IS SO RICH AND SUCH A JOY TO LOOK AT!!!#thank you for this wonderful treat i feel so enriched#q: have a blessed day
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I've been playing with a no-one-knows AU where Danny has been married to Jason for years but hasn't told him his secret. Jason knows that Danny isn't human, but hasn't pressed because Danny is so terrified when he approaches the topic. The Batfamily do not know.
Presently, the GIW are in Gotham and closing in, and the Box Ghost has come to Danny seeking help.
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“You’re a ghost,” Jason said gently, pulling one of Danny’s hands away from his face to wrap it in his own. Danny let him. “Aren’t you?”
Danny’s breath hitched again.
Surprisingly, the Box Ghost looked almost as horrified as Danny.
“What? NO! I, the BOX GHOST, would not out Danny Fenton to his human family! For he is as human as I once was!” He flailed his arms in blatant panic. “There is nothing to reveal, for Danny Fenton is most certainly NOT a ghost!”
“What’s wrong with Danny being a ghost?” Box Lunch wanted to know, tilting her head up to peer up at her father in confusion. “Is it a secret?”
“BOX LUNCH!” the Box Ghost wailed, every inch a mortified parent.
“Yes, it was, or your father would not be so blatantly lying about it,” Damian told her, taking pity on the child ghost.
“Oh!” Box Lunch nodded seriously. “Danny isn’t a ghost!”
Danny let out a slightly hysterical laugh, and then started to cry, gasping quietly with tears pouring down his face, hunched down to hide from them. He didn’t pull his hand out of Jason’s.
“It is no longer a secret here, as it has become apparent,” Damian elaborated.
Box Lunch scrunched up her nose. “Oh.”
“Ghosts are not bad,” Cass said softly, “if ghosts are Danny.”
“Danny.” Jason scooted closer and pulled Danny against him, and Danny let him, pressing into him without unwinding at all. “Danny, I already knew. I’ve known for years.” Danny tilted his head up to give him an incredulous look, and Jason grinned at him. “You’re not good at hiding it, stardust. Your freckles glow when you’re excited and your eyes flash green when you’re frustrated. You walk through closed doors when you’re sleepy and things fall through your hands when people startle you. I’ve known you aren’t human since we moved in together.”
“…Oh,” Danny murmured, guilt and relief and wonder swirling together in his still-wet eyes.
“Phantom!” the Box Ghost scolded. Jason took note of the sudden change in address. “You are the worst secret keeper ever!”
“Shut up, Boxy,” Danny snapped. He pulled away from Jason and wiped his eyes, sniffling. Their hands stayed locked together. “We, we need to hide you and bitty-bite b-before we talk about this any more. I wasn’t joking about the Guys in White.”
The Box Ghost flapped his arms dismissively. “They will not find us! They are looking for YOU, and their instruments will not be prepared for such subtle spirits as Box Lunch and I!”
“They are looking for me while I am hiding,” Danny said, soft but barbed. He wiped his face again and turned around to better face the other ghost, glaring sharply. “Something I am well known to be very good at. Far better at than you.”
The Box Ghost went so pale he was almost translucent.
“You don’t look like a ghost at all,” Tim said, studying Danny. “Your skin is pink, you don’t glow… most of the time, no pointed ears or fangs. Your eyes are normal.” His eyes narrowed. “Is this… not your natural appearance?”
Danny flinched. “I… I…” He swallowed, staring at nothing, and then forced his attention back onto the Box Ghost. “Your base signatures are pretty low. If you stop using your powers and suppress your auras as much as you can, you can probably bring them low enough to hide.”
No answers would be forthcoming for now, Jason understood. He signaled sharply to Bruce and Tim, the most likely to try to interrupt. Wait. Time-sensitive, finish operation before proceeding.
Bruce didn’t look pleased, but he nodded sharply. Tim just watched, thoughtful eyes fixed on Danny. Damian was scowling, Dick frowning faintly, but Cass’ curiosity looked borderline idle. Jason watched Danny interact with the other ghost with a healthy blend of interest and concern, and tried not to wonder if Tim was right.
“Box Lunch, do you know how to land?” Danny asked. It seemed like a silly question until Box Lunch wrinkled her nose and cocked her head.
“Land?” she asked, audibly uncertain. For that matter, her father looked vaguely baffled too. “Like… with my feet? On the floor?”
Danny managed a smile and nodded. Box Lunch eyed the floor, then drifted down to hover at floor level. “Like this?”
“Not exactly,” Danny said, sounding more fond than anything. He slid off the bar stool and knelt down in front of Box Lunch. Jason couldn’t look away; he’d been deprived of any open knowledge of Danny’s nonhuman side for so long that his curiosity was damn near insatiable now. And Danny teaching a kid of his species? That was doing things to Jason. Good things. “Close your eyes.” Box Lunch did. “Feel the energy in the air. Do you feel gravity? Do you sense how it pulls things down?” She nodded uncertainly. “Hold onto that feeling. Let it hold onto you. Do you feel it?” Nod. “Good. Now- let go of the sky.”
The instructions didn’t make a lick of sense to Jason, but Box Lunch dropped right out of the air and landed on her feet. Her eyes flew open, and she pinwheeled dramatically until Danny caught her.
“Ahh!” she squealed, looking dismayed. “I’m heavy!”
Danny chuckled. “No, bitty-bite, you’re still light as a feather.” He picked Box Lunch up and held her out in front of him, smiling. She squealed again, kicking her feet, her eyes bright with delight. “Good job. Do you think you can hold that?”
“Um, sure,” she mumbled, not looking at all sure.
The Box Ghost landed on the floor with a grunt - Jason suspected that he’d been listening to Danny’s instructions too. He held out his arms for Box Lunch, and Danny handed her over willingly.
“Now what?” the Box Ghost asked tentatively, staring at the floor like it would eat him. Yeah, Jason could definitely believe that he’d never landed before either.
“Now, you listen to me,” Danny said seriously. He reached out and grabbed Box Ghost’s arm, demanding his attention, and forced eye contact. From the Box Ghost’s wide eyes, this behavior was as new to him as it was to Jason. But then Danny continued, speaking as firmly as if he were willing his words into existence. “You are not a ghost. You are not a ghost.” Understanding flickered across the Box Ghost’s face, and he screwed his eyes shut. His glow started to dim. “You are solid. You are heavy. You are warm. You are made of flesh, blood, and bone. You are not a ghost. You are not a ghost. You are human.”
The Box Ghost’s glow receded and disappeared. Except for his blue skin, he almost looked human now. He opened his eyes uncertainly, and Danny gave him a weary smile and a nod, letting go of his arm and leaning back.
“But what about Box Lunch?” the Box Ghost asked anxiously, looking down at Box Lunch. She’d squeezed her eyes shut to try and follow Danny’s instructions, but didn’t seem to be meeting with the same success.
Danny sighed. “I’m not sure how to explain it to her,” he admitted, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair as he looked at the little girl with worry. She opened her eyes and gave him an anxious look, and Danny gave her a small smile. “It’s not your fault, bitty-bite. It’s just… you’ve always been a ghost, so you don’t have your dad’s memories of what it felt like to be human.”
Box Lunch stomped her feet. “I can pretend!”
“Then pretend,” Danny said seriously. “It doesn’t have to be perfect. Just do your best.”
“Wehh!” Box Lunch flailed her arms, brow furrowed in concentration. “I am human! My body is super solid and I crash into things a lot! And I run around on the ground and eat human food! Fear me!”
It was so cute that Jason muffled a laugh, and he wasn’t the only one. Box Lunch ran a circle around the floor, then crashed into a wall on purpose and bounced off, giggling. Even Bruce’s hard expression softened into a fond look.
“That should keep you off the sensors,” Danny said to the Box Ghost, voice low. Something about his eyes looked exhausted. “Just make sure Box Lunch maintains it. Maybe keep playing human with her.”
The Box Ghost nodded uncertainly. “Thank you, Phantom,” he said quietly. “I know that we can count on you.”
#yes i am sharing this excerpt EXCLUSIVELY because of the box lunch bits#she's just very cute in this okay#danny fenton#dpxdc#jason todd#dead on main#box ghost#box lunch
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Important strategic meeting between Rocks and Crocodile
I was asked if I could draw these two and since I love the theory that Crocodile is Rocks' kid (even though I'm not sure where it comes from) I was happy to give it a shot.
Rocks design is of course just a suggestion since we don't know yet what he looks like. Also, he's not really said to be a good dude and I love the angst of Croc not having a great time on his father's ship, but maybe he did treasure his kid.
Feel free to share your headcanons if you have any about the Croc is Rocks' kid theory~
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This is one of the funniest things I've found on tumblr and I've seen some shit
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Now there's sassy/petty Danny and romantic literature nerd Jason watching from the sideline the comedy that is Clockwork simping for Alfred.
Jason: wait, so we're married?
Danny: yep, *hands him a smoothie* want to be forever besties?
Jason: *grabs the smoothie* sure, why not.
Bruce is having a mental breakdown in the back.
Dick is not happy his little brother is engaged.
Clockwork: Alfred! You're calling me! Hi!
Alfred: Yes, hello, Clockwork. I know it's been a while since we last spoke-
Clockwork: It's been fifty years, three months, five days, and four hours since our last conversation.
Alfred: Have you been counting?
Clockwork: *Hiding his time staff behind his back* No.
Alfred: Right, because that would be silly of you. We broke up ages ago.
Clockwork: Yes, quite silly. It's not like I broke a law of order to extend your lifetime or that I made it so age does not have a hold of you, allowing you to keep the mobile abilities of a twenty-seven year old.
Alfred: That's true. Most of my acquaintances near my age are always complaining of the aches in their bones. I appreciate it.
Clockwork: Of course. Anything for you.
Alfred: I still age though?
Clockwork: Yes but very slowly. You'll outlive Bruce Wayne.
Alfred: ....you made me immortal.
Clockwork: Yes! :D
Alfred: Can I trade my immortality to turn back time for twenty four hours?
Clockwork: What?
Alfred: The reason I called you was because my grandson Jason Todd died earlier today. I was hoping you would do me a favor and allow me to go back to yesterday and save the lad. I was going to offer my soul for this favor, but if I can trade my immortality, that would be fine too.
Clockwork: But - without a soul, you would suffer a punishment worse than death, and without your immortality, time would catch up to you, leaving you in extreme pain!
Alfred: I'm fine with that. All I want is to save my dear boy.
Clockwork: How....how about a counter offer!? I'll have one of my men save your boy by turning back time, and you won't have to give up either!
Alfred: What of the price? We both know that for all your power a price must be paid for alternating fate.
Clockwork: Don't worry about that. You see fate has already fortold this path. Remember I see all.
Alfred: *Smiling* Thank you
Clockwork: *Flustered* O-of course.
Two hours later
Danny: So I'm going back in time to save a boy from getting beaten to death by Joker
Clockwork: Yes.
Danny: Is he someone important?
Clockwork: Why yes, he is. Congratulations, you're engaged.
Danny: WHAT?!
Clockwork: Look Fate only allows for changes if it's in the name of true love.
Danny: True love!? I don't even know him?!
Clockwork: No, my true love.
Danny: Are you talking about the English Butler that dumped you!? He's never coming back Clockwork!
Clockwork: You don't know that!
Danny: I seriously do!
Clockwork: Just go save your fience! I have to pretty myself up when we deliver him to Alfred. I'm getting my man back.
Danny: You're delusional!
#dcxdpdabbles#dcxdp crossover#dead on main#clockwork/alfred#whats thier ship name????#Clockwork has never gotten over Alfred#Making a deal with Time comes with a price#its okay he will just make someone else pay it
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i have a headcanon
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that definitely didn’t end well
#phineas and ferb#heinz doofenshmirtz#francis monogram#major monogram#carl karl#perry the playtpus#leathr-art
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Can i interest you in some snibor (reverse robins)
(Descriptions + close ups under cut)
Damian Al Ghul-Wayne AKA “Nighthawk”
Age 26. Formerly known as “Mantis”, Damian was Batman’s partner and sidekick from ages 10-18. During this time he makes a handful of similar-aged allies (and eventual friends) but is ultimately one of few child vigilantes for a while. Tension builds over the years, as Damian is desperate to prove himself worthy of the Batman mantle and Bruce is hesitant to sentence his son to such a bleak legacy. Damian dies and is resurrected at age 18. Shortly after being stripped of his title, he returns as Nighthawk, an aggressive but resolutely non-lethal hero. Over time he and Bruce relearn to coexist, thought not without great difficulty amidst the conflict of Tim’s emergence as Cricket. Damian still feels his father’s rejection and dreadfully anticipates the day he is cast away yet again, but he does his best to include himself in Bruce’s chosen children’s lives, having grown to know it’s not their fault. Nighthawk is now known as Gotham’s most merciful vigilante.
Timothy Drake-Wayne AKA “Draken”
Age 21. Formerly known as “Cricket”, Tim convinced Batman at age 14 to let him join his crusade by leveraging his knowledge of his and Damian’s identities (gained through a mix of process of elimination & a hunch regarding damian’s relation to the league of assassins, his time of conception, and bruce’s travel records). Feeling Damian’s absence, Bruce accepts his proposal, inaccurately assuming he wouldn’t grow as attached to a child who shared no blood relation to him. When Tim’s parents die, he’s adopted at age 16. Troubled by their death, he becomes Draken at age 17. Bruce notices a few concerning statistics in Tim’s patrols but is unable to confront him as he adopts Jason and then Dick soon after. When Bruce is reported to be dead, he left explicit instructions to not allow Damian to become Batman, leaving Tim as his successor. Not long after this, Tim runs off to look for Bruce, leaving Dick and Gotham to fend for themselves. During this period it is known that Tim was exposed to a lazarus pit, but he has done extensive work to conceal the events that took place during his search. Tim eventually returns with evidence of Bruce’s survival, seemingly unchanged by his journey beyond a strip of white hair and green eyes.
Jason Todd-Wayne AKA “The Red Hood”
Age 16. Formerly known as “Firefly”, Jason was adopted at age 12 after being caught stealing the tires off the batmobile. Unwilling to trust Bruce Wayne, Jason was promised the opportunity to become batman’s sidekick, just as Tim (who jason admired) had. At 13 Jason is thought to be dead. In actuality, he was held in an abandoned wing of Arkham Asylum being tortured by the joker for over a year and a half. There have been recent reports of a Red Hood operating in gotham, and while few details are known at this time it is of note that Dick seems to be quite avoidant of any conversation regarding him. Interestingly, the Red Hood has shown a steep decline in fatalities following his initial hostile takeover of the gotham drug trade. While his presence is felt, the Red Hood is rarely seen. Despite this, the Red Hood has been known to protect the children of Crime Alley, and reportedly has only ever spoken directly to children.
Richard “Dick” Grayson AKA “Nightwing”
Age 13. Formerly known as “Robin”, Dick was adopted at age 10 when Tim and Bruce were in the audience as he watched his parents die in an orchestrated trapeze incident. Although Dick is determined to track down his parents’ murderer, Damian and Bruce try their best to convince him otherwise. Before they can break through to him, Tony Zucco is found dead in the harbor with no known cause or motivation behind his death. With the choice taken from him, Dick ultimately accepts Bruce’s terms and chooses to become Robin, being Batman’s sidekick alongside Jason for a little under a year. When Bruce dies, Dick is justifiably upset by the division of the family and Damian does his best to support him alone after Tim disappears. Still reeling from the loss of his parents, then Jason, then Bruce, and now the sting of Tim’s abandonment, he begins to lash out and question the sanctity of the no kill rule. He becomes Nightwing at age 13 soon after Bruce’s return to life, having begun to associate the name “Robin” with death and betrayal. Dick claims he has had no contact with the Red Hood. In an attempt to socialize Dick with non-crimelord vigilantes his age, Damian and Jon formed the Teen Titans, which, in hindsight, may have been more trouble than it was worth.
#listen idc if those names are already in use dc has pretty much already claimed every proper noun in the english language#as always if you notice a costume reference pls bring it up it makes me so happy when people notice#i love redesigns#reverse robins#reverse robins au#batman#dc comics#dc fanart#art#bat family#jason todd#batfam#red hood#nightwing#dick grayson#damian wayne#tim drake#artists on tumblr#damian al ghul#dc#dc robin#red robin#dc red robin#arkham knight#arkhamverse#arkham asylum#i love arkham knight red hood can you tell#op tags
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This is better than some first I've read, testimony of just what humans can do when they put their little brai cells together!
Short DPXDC Prompts #468
Danny is a Chemistry teacher at Gotham Academy. His favorite student is Tim. He shocks the students by teaching and creating a Fear Antitoxin for the kids to learn as part of their curriculum.
#danny phantom#dc x dp crossover#dp x dc#dp#danny fenton in gotham city#adult danny fenton#dash baxter#adult dash baxter#danny x dash
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Talon!Grayson: *touching something in a church and getting shocked because it was electrified*
Father Todd: *screeches*
I can't stop thinking about an AU where multiple universes collide and a bunch of alternate Bats have to save the world together-- but the catch is that they are: Talon Grayson, Gun Batman Tim, Cluemaster Steph, Demon Head Damian, Assassin Cass, Prince of Metas Duke (followed his bio father's footsteps after finding out about him) and.... Father Todd. The only one who doesn't kill people, but is very well versed in exorcism magic.
#dc#dc comics#talon dick grayson#father todd#evil batfam#Im dying#imagining Jason in a pope oufit is killing me#you know that one meme were the little cape of the pope gets blown upwards bybthe wind?#Im imagining that but with Jason
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Computers are very simple you see we take the hearts of dead stars and we flatten them into crystal chips and then we etch tiny pathways using concentrated light into the dead star crystal chips and if we etch the pathways just so we can trick the crystals into doing our thinking for us hope this clears things up.
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ra’s shows up one day in the batcave to “speak with the detective” except he’s ignoring bruce (who is Not offended Thank You Very Much) and everyone is so confused
except tim. who is currently thinking of three escape routes, five ways to die, and how to gaslight everyone. he’s thankfully hidden from ra’s for the moment until he slowly tries leaving and ra’s catches sight of him, his face visibly lighting up. he calls out to tim as “detective” while everyone is trying to figure out when the fuck tim replaced bruce in ra’s eyes
tim’s course of action is kicking ra’s in the nuts and stealing the batmobile. damian has a new appreciation for tim
bruce questions why ra’s is calling tim detective to which ra’s just raises his eyebrow and says “because he’s the better detective? as evidenced by your question.” and then ra’s fucks off to find tim after his dramatic exit. and no he’s not limping (he put in armor in that area after the first time. ignore that he’s very clearly walking slower, tim just has a strong kick)
#tim drake#tim drake is a menace#chaotic tim drake#ra’s al ghul#batfamily#bruce wayne#damian wayne#it took three times for ra’s to decide crotch armor was a neccisity#tim ditched bruce’s batmobile for his far superior one he keeps elsewhere
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Why am I finding this put now????
The duties of Redhoods sidekick
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Order 66😭
Fck Sidious.
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This is so good, it's so cute that one can tell just how much one is beloved by their master/culture through their braids.
Plus imagine other cultures being curious and the jedi being like "ain't no way I'm telling you" (I'm a sucker for secret traditions).
Padawan braids should be far more decorated I don't care
I want them to have beads and bows and jewels and rings and bells and-
I want them to scream culture, to scream tradition, to scream history!!!
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