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[dclovesdanny]

Ooh babies in cluster of cores! I can’t wait to see Jason and Roy with a baby ghost. Dani explaining ghost things like they are obvious while the boys panic at invisible baby.

They rushed to the hospital. It would have been faster as heroes, but they needed a legal claim over the baby and Dani in case the alien did not wake.

Thankfully, Babs is smart enough to send her father as a police escort. It's not as fast as Roy would have liked, but it's still faster than following the normal speeding limits. When they arrive, it takes a moment to get past the security that Waynes has set up for the aliens and even longer for them to be called back into the room holding the eggs.

It's a guess as to what works to incubate them. They tried keeping them warm and close to the alien—Danny—whose hand was always resting on his cluster. Dani makes a small noise of pain when she sees her father, but her eyes lock on a bundle of blankets that a nurse is holding.

Roy sets her down, watching her eyes glow strangely as she slowly walks towards her sibling, almost as if in a trance. The nurse kneels down so she can see the newborn infant.

The two heroes don't dare move too close, but they strain their heads as Dani starts whispering to the baby in a strange language. They can see the child is small and wrinkly, curled up with a tiny fist under their left cheek. The baby has a soft puff of black hair, but it's not enough to cover their hold head.

Roy thinks back to when Lian was born. She was bald and looked like a raisin, but she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. This alien child is a close second.

"This is my baby brother. His name is Dan." Dani says after a moment, pressing glowing lips on the baby's forehead. The infant jerks his head in her direction in that newborn movement where his body is not strong enough to move correctly. His hair flashes a little into a baby flame that flickers before it settles back into hair strands.

Dani coos, "He's a fire core. Dad will be so happy when he wakes...."

Danny's heart monitor spikes as if he could hear them before it settles back into a soft beeping. Jason crosses the room, kneeling before the little girl, and softens his voice. "Dan, huh? That's a theme I'm picking up?"

Roy realizes Jason is using the voice he reserves for scared civilians, usually for children. He knows that his asking about the baby is the only thing keeping Dani from bursting into tears.

It's a sad sight. Her eyes are water, nurse is still holding her tiny arms in proper position with her comatose father not too far from her. Roy is struck by how small she is. How lost she must be.

A refugee escaping not only a country but an entire world of discrimination.

She likely thinks she needs to step up for her baby brother, but Roy won't allow her to believe she can't be a child. They are more than willing to support both children while Danny slumbers.

"It's tradition to include the parent's name in the child's," Dani says slowly, looking at her brother with a few tears rolling down her face. "Dad and I talked about baby names before the bombs....What if Dad never wakes up?"

"Oh, sweetie." Jason places a hand on her small shoulder, mindful of the tiny sleeping infant in her hold. "He will be so excited to meet Dan when he wakes. We'll wait for him, okay?"

The nurse takes the baby back, allowing Jason to wrap the girl into his arms. Roy quickly adds to the embrace and lets out a soft oof as Lian slams into his back, joining in on the hug. "Everything will be alright."

Dani bursts into sobs, shaking in place as she clings to them. There is a wave of power coming off her- ectoplasm- but nothing happens besides the soft light. The nurse backs away anyway, unsure how her abilities will affect the baby.

No one really knows how to treat Indigenous Daxamites, much less something as delicate as an infant.

"I miss home. I miss my grandparents, my aunts and uncles, and my Dad." Dani babbles through her tears. "I didn't want to leave, but Dad said the cores weren't safe."

"Oh, sweetie. You've been so brave," Roy tells her, blinking his own tears out of his eyes. He knows he should not be grateful for it, but the knowledge that Lian may not have been with them had these two not lost everything. It's a tough pill to swallow, but Roy knows himself well enough to realize he's pretty selfish.

He opens his mouth to say something else when another light pulse flashes through the room. It does not come from Dani. It comes from one of the cores under Danny's protective hand.

The nurse gasps. She rushes over to carefully put Dan in a crib and slams the call button on her lanyard. "I need support in room 209. Delivery underway."

The light is pulsing now while a hauntingly beautiful hum fills the air. Almost like a lullaby, the humming grows louder and louder as the pulsing increases, and Roy doesn't need to be told that it's Danny's voice they are hearing.

Dani once said her father liked to hum to his cluster when they visited her sleeping father, and though she attempted to, she claimed her humming wasn't working—that it wasn't leaving a mark. He understands now what she meant.

The nurses rush into the room, with Tim in a suit not far behind. The Drake Hospital was ordered to report any changes to the cores to the young CEO, meaning he was able to rush over from the conference room he recently turned into a makeshift office to stay near Danny.

He gestures for the group to leave. The core has been removed from under Danny's hand, expanding like a balloon blown up. The crew moved it to another wheeled scribe, carefully recording everything happening. "They need space. The last hatch took hours and-"

"No need. Danika is here," Dani cuts him off, rubbing at her cheeks as the core makes a loud and aggressive cracking before the outer shell shatters like glass. In the center of the scribe is a squirming newborn that scrunched up her nose before letting out a cry. The medical crew descends on her to check her up in seconds while someone rushes out to get a new scribe. One without all the frozen shards. "She's an ice core like Dad, so her birth is easier."

Tim stares at the baby and then at Dani, with apparent questions in his eyes, but he has enough tack to not voice any of them. " A baby sister this time. Are you excited?"

Dani smiles, weak and watery but genuine. "Yeah."

Roy lets out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. For a second, he thought Dani would resent her cluster siblings for forcing them on the run. He's glad that's not an issue.

"Come on, Sweetheart," Jason says, picking up Dani and placing her on his hip. "Let's give the doctors space to check over Danika, and then you can meet your new sister."

"I want to see the babies too!" Lian shouts, tugging on Roy's arm. The redhead also picks her up, tapping her nose in the same motion. "Once the doctors say it's okay, you can meet the babies too."

Tim leads them out, but his eyes track Roy and Jason's every movement with an approving light, which makes Roy fluster enough to quickly turn his gaze away. He accidentally locks gazes with one glowing green eye, watching them from the corner of his eye.

He nearly drops his daughter. "He's awake!"

"Danny!" Dani yells, throwing herself out of Jason's hold to tumble her way to her father. The man's eyes shift down to her before they crinkle at the edges, and he carefully lifts his hand off his cluster to offer it to her in a hug.

She wastes no time climbing onto the bed, sobbing much harder and louder than before as Danny speaks in that strange but musical-sounding language. Dani clings to his chest, sobbing into it as the man carefully pets her hair in an attempt to calm her down.

He seems too weak to move about, but Roy is again struck by the alien's strength. This was a man who not only got his children out of a hostile environment and saved a stranger's child but also managed to find the willpower to comfort his daughter after a three-month coma.

"Everything will be alright," Jason repeats at his elbow, his voice somewhat watery. Roy believes him one hundred percent, even if they are still waiting for the Indigenous Daxamites to be approved for asylum on Earth.

He feels his daughter lean her head on his shoulder and Jason's warm hand on his other arm. The medical staff clears the two infants, and his hero is awake.

All is right with the world. They will ensure that the world is safe for the rest of the cluster. Danny will be able to raise his children in a secure environment. Roy swore on it.

[dclovesdanny]

Prompt 109

“What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck-” Tim chanted to himself, looking down at his cup of tea in betrayal. Was he hallucinating, had he been drugged with something? He had slept last night! 

Yet there in their own Lazarus Pit, the one in the cave not the giant one somewhere under the rest of Gotham, was a literal baby, looking just as surprised as he was. Of course that didn’t last, and its face scrunched up as it started to cry, which was his first hint that no, this was not in fact a hallucination. 

 There was a pit baby in the Lazarus pool. 

. . .

 There was a pit baby in the Lazarus pool. 

OH FUCK, there was a pit baby in the freaking Lazarus pool- 

[dclovesdanny]

DP X DC Prompt #49

When Batman dies he comes back as a ghost nearly immediately. He soon finds a stable portal to cross through, intending to find Gotham as soon as possible.

What he finds is a teen hero in desperate need of help. He can help.

[dclovesdanny]

I SHOULD BE SLEEPING BUT all I can think about is Eldritch Horrors and the poor(affectionate) saps that date them.

Specifically thinking about how Kon literally was booted into another dimension and led a life there.

But what if that life there was him accidently wooing the eldritch horror the people worshiped as a God but its really just Danny trying to take a much needed vacation?

Kon comes back married to the King of the Infinity Realms and Ancient of Space and Justice. Who is a pretty twink who keeps looking just a little too pretty, a little too off some how. Either his hair is too dark like the void of space or his smile is just a tad too wide with too many teeth or his shadow has one too may limbs.

And Kon just being adorably oblivious to the eldritch being he married.

[dclovesdanny]

Stop Having a Concussion and Get us Home!

Tim works as the CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Tim has a secretary, and then he has another one to help her because holy shit, the amount of crap Tam puts up with is insane and she needs an assistant of her own.

Tim's second secretary is one Danny Fenton.

Tim, Tam, and Danny are the last ones in Wayne Enterprises, as the building had to be evacuated due to Superman being mind-controlled and targeting major corporations.

Superman targets Wayne Enterprises.

Tim looks out the window as he his secretaries make their way towards the emergency exit, and there he is.

Floating there.

Staring at him.

Tim swears he can see his Uncle Clark sobbing as his eyes heat up.

Then Danny grabs him, yanks him into the stairwell, and just as the building starts to crumble around them, shoves both Tim and Tam into a glowing green portal.

Danny takes a blow to the head.

They land on a floating island, in a swirling vortex of green, and the one who got them there is unconscious on the ground with a nasty headwound.

Meanwhile, after the Justice League manages to snap Superman out of it, the man throws himself at Batmans feet and just...sobs.

Breaks.

They get the story in bits and pieces.

Tim was in the building, still. The burning, twisted wreckage of Wayne Enterprises.

And Clark can't hear his heartbeat anymore.

@simplestoryteller

[dclovesdanny]

Okay, but why is no one going for the obvious of the league thinking Danny is Pariah Dark’s child, and since his father is in the sarcophagus, the spell grabbed the Prince?

That would explain a lot, especially with him imprinting. If Constantine checks his age with a spell, it will either show his death age(2-3) or maybe ghosts aren’t considered adults until they turn 100, or they could just see it as this teenager not registering things.

On Danny’s side, he’s been up for three days, stressed from school and ghosts wreaking havoc, and fell asleep during one of his lessons with Clockwork about being royalty.(Danny is strong armed into it with the promise of Clockwork pausing time so he can nap.)

Sleepy King

The Justice League Dark caught wind of a cult trying to summon the Ghost King. A being with power so terrible and great, that all of the chaotic Infinite Realms feared him. A true tyrant. Long ago it took the effort of ghosts equal to gods to seal him away into a permeant slumber.

And now this cult wishes to wake him and bring him to the living realm. It was a race against the clock to find the ritual site and all members were called on board, magic or not. Even Constantine looked stressed.

They did find the site.

But it was too late, the ritual was completed. The entire inner circle of runes glowed before being swallowed in a column of green light. The air filled with static and a ringing that made Supergirl crumble to the ground.

The light dissipated, but there was no great figure or being of pure evil. Instead there was a boy, a teenager. He laid on the ground curled up in his sleep. He was a ghost no doubt, dressed in regal clothing.

Despite this when he stirred, everyone froze. It seemed the cold hard ground woke him up. He got up slowly and yawned, revealing his sharp fangs. Once sat up he opened his bleary eyes to look around. He looked confused and tired, really tired.

"Where am I?" He mumbled. "I was trying to get some sleep." Constantine internally screaming, latches onto that last sentence. He glances over to Batman. He caught that last part too. Batman approaches calmly and crouches down in front of the boy king. Hardening his resolve, Batman takes on a gentle tone.

"Hey kiddo, sorry we woke you. Lets get you back to bed yeah?" The boy nodded in agreement. He pulled himself to his feet before looking around in a circle. "Where did my blanket go?" He asked rather sadly. Batman is quick to shed his own cape and drape it over him. "You can borrow my cape until we get you a new one." He nodded again, pulling the black fabric around himself.

John quickly summoned a portal door, while Batman led the King through it. John threw looks around at everyone. Everyone could tell he was mouthing the words. 'Find me a fucking blanket now'

Running on the logic of getting the king away from Earth, away from graves and the undead, that could give him power. The portal led to the Watch Tower.

Batman took advantage of the King's bleary state to send a base wide alert for all noncritical members to evacuate immediately. With a priority that death adjacent members leave first. "The stars are pretty." Bruce looked at the boy staring out the window in wonder. He almost looked like a normal kid, almost.

"Yeah they are, it's pretty late so we should get you back to bed." He nodded, going along with Batman's gentle coaxing.

He takes the boy to an unused bedroom. Making sure the room isn't dusty and that lights are dimmed. He glances back to see about a dozen different leaguers all holding blankets, one thought to bring extra pillows. The bed was pretty barren with only a single pillow and a thin bedsheet. So Bruce took a thick duvet, one of the fluffier blankets and a second pillow from his team before shooing them away.

The boy ended up keeping his cape, mumbling how it was warm. He tucked the boy in, before quietly exiting the room and turning off the light. He was pretty sure the King fell back to sleep before he even reached the light switch.

After the door shut, he made direct eye contact with John. "Constantine." They needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

[dclovesdanny]

Prompt 47

Hear me out. Amity Park gets shifted in universes slightly- maybe it’s from Pariah, maybe it was a wish, maybe they did so on purpose to escape something- and they end up in the DC-verse. The thing is, thanks to the media blackout and the shields, no one in the new universe notices. The Amityville Paekers know about outside, can go on the internet and leave whenever they want, but they’ve all become more than a little liminal. More than a little off. Movements too graceful, eyes too sharp, ears too pointed and teeth more akin to predatory fangs. Skin with a soft glow, hair moving as though underwater or being tussled by the wind- bodies seemingly unaging after a certain point. They’re so ecto-contaminated that they’re unsure they can even be counted as human anymore, and it wasn’t like the city wasn’t already practically self sufficient. Add in a portal or two through the Infinite Realms to get supplies to start a few fields or some fish farms and well, they’re pretty good. Sure it’s resulted in them using a mixture of modern and older money and having several extinct plants and animals running around but that’s fine. There’s magic in this world! Actual magic, that they can learn! And use? Oh this makes rebuilding after a sparring incident go so much faster! 

This results in the hero who stumbles across this place to believe they’ve stumbled across some sort of city of fae or elves. 

[dclovesdanny]

Jack Fenton x Killer Croc

so a bit back I was struck with madness, but a madness as the ancient Greeks saw it: Divinely inspired. Which resulted in this 

Anyway I now unironically ship Jack Fenton with Waylon Jones aka Killer Croc. Why does this somehow work?

Gay, always a bonus

Grumpy boyfriend x Golden retriever boyfriend

interesting and fresh dynamic

Waylon is the product of a skin condition, childhood abuse, and the vicious cycle of career criminals trying to go legit. This isn’t a ship where Jack “fixes” Waylon’s problems, Waylon is already trying to, Jack is just willing to give Waylon a Chance at all. Waylon has a heart of gold under there and Jack who sees the best in everyone is the perfect person to give Waylon a space and family to just be a person

Danny giving the shovel talk to a giant gator man is just really funny

Now am I just posting this to avoid actually writing a fic of these two? No… okay well partly. 

BUT also just wanted to infect DP x DC fandom with this wild ship, parlty because I thinks it’s surprisingly cute, partly because i kind of just want to see fan art of it

[dclovesdanny]

I just had a cursed ship pop into my head

Jack Fenton/Killer Croc

Just Jack being obsessed and not noticing how people react to Waylon, and completely missing the fact Waylon 110% tried to kill him much in the same way he is about Vlad just now with a giant angry reptilian career criminal

I-

oh my god.

Jack just fully ignoring Waylon trying to scare off Jack because he’s just so used to his wild ass life in Amity. Waylon truly enjoys his company (he does NOT want jack to catch wind of that at aLL)

[dclovesdanny]

DPXDC prompt: Dead on main. No trick only treat.

~~Сhildhood friends and deals~~

The Justice League has to summon a ghost from another dimension to address the threat. They don’t know what price the Ghost King will take but there’s little time to bargain. Another spirit threatening them has already seized all the computers on their base. John doesn’t know what else to offer. A summoned ghost starts to look bored. Gold, jewelry? A favor from a member of the League? Like the Ruler of All Dead needs it. No one dares to make another offer, and the King is in no hurry to set out his demands. Maybe try to pull off a soul sale scam?

Suddenly, Red Hood breaks into the hall, walks up to Phantom and shakes his shoulder vigorously. Red Hood: You, get Technus out of here right now. I need access to the files and fast. Phantom: That’s rude, dude. Where did you grow up? in the cave? No "hello, no how are you, Danny", really? Red Hood: I’ll pay the usual price. Phantom: Deal.

What is the price? John sees Batman and gets in his way. The usual price, his guy said. Means Jay was already out of the deal alive and well. This hyperprotective bat would only piss off the ruler if he interfered.

The King quickly deals with his subordinate using a thermos and remains to watch working Hood. Red Hood: What do you want? I’m busy. Danny: You and I have a contract~ Red Hood: All right, all right. Jay throws M&Ms right in the face of the ghost. But king doesn’t look angry. He opens the package and starts sorting the candies by color. Phantom quickly eats up all the green ones and passes the red ones to Hood. Jason takes them without any questions.

Strange. John has never seen a summoned creature share its reward with a human. And the son of a bat looks too comfortable with it. Wait, since when do super-powered beings think that candy is a decent wage?John makes one of the most likely deductions using his experience. Constantine: Batsy, how long has your son been sleeping with the King of Ghosts? Batman: He…what?!

~~~~~~~

Dick *knocking at the door*: Little Wing, you hate ectoplasm and everything what is neon green, so why? He’s dangerous! Jason who turned on the music to not listen to his crazy family: ~He’s poison but tasty~

Dick: NoOOoo

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Jason: And now everyone thinks that I sold my virginity to you for a bargain or something, because interdimensional creatures like you aren’t supposed to help for nothing. Like you’re playing favorites. I’m gonna fucking kill John. Danny: Well, I wouldn’t say no to that. Jason: What? Danny: I mean, to k-kill John, yeah. How dare he.. Jason: Omg, you’re still so terrible liar, Fenton.

Danny: Sorry :(

Jason: No. Say it again.

~~~~Twelve years ago~~~~ Maddie wasn’t thrilled to learn that Danny was trying to make friends with Todd’s son. Their neighbor was terrible. And his son was definitely a street rat and probably a juvenile delinquent. Maddie: Danny, honey, there’s got to be a reason this boy is talking to you. Even kids from the crime alley are always looking for a bargain they can make or a fool they can fool. Danny: But Jason is so cool! He knows so much about books and alleys and.. Maddie: But you don’t want to be a fool, do you? Danny: Okay, Mom, I get it.

So, if Danny wants a cool friend, he’s got to offer a bargain.

He didn’t have a lot of pocket money for every month but Jason needed it more anyway. And his lunch that Jack was picking for him was big enough for two and only bitten on Tuesdays. Nice. Jason: Do I understand correctly? You will pay me and give me food, and I, what? Protect you from bullies? Danny: No! I’m not weak, I don’t need to be protected. Just..maybe we could sit together at lunch and walk each other home sometimes? Jason: Nay Danny: But why? You want something else? Jason: Money’s fine but your homemade food is…strange. Danny: I can bring sweets if you want. Jason: Deal. 3 pop tarts for a joint lunch, a party size bag of M&Ms if you waste my time out of school.

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Sometimes they share sweets when they hang out but more often Jayson takes them home to save in case his parents have money problems. Sweets have a long shelf life stored and he may not be afraid to poison himself. Over time, candy becomes their currency and a secret language for all occasions. Need help without unnecessary questions? M&Ms. Problems with learning? Skittles. The question is about family? Snickers. There will be a serious conversation? Pop Tarts.

Jason: One snickers and a pack of gum. Danny: Yeah, Jason? What do you want? Jason: My mom wants to meet my friend. Come to lunch on Sunday. Danny: Okay, you managed to pay for my expensive services. Jason:…and you just lost the gum from the deal.

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Jason threw a package at Danny: Three pop tarts. We need to talk. Danny: All right? Jason: Why are you avoiding me all week?! Danny: Well, it’s just..you’re Wayne now. Jason. Still Todd. And what about that? Danny: You can hang out with the cooler guys now, I didn’t want to embarrass you. Jason: Bullshit! I’m still the street rat, and you’re trying to avoid our contract. me. And I don’t even need money from you anymore. What the hell? I thought you are my friend. Danny: And I am!

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Robin: What’s a schoolboy doing in an alley at night? Danny: Um, I…nothing? Don’t tell my parents, Mr. Robin sir. Robin: It will cost you so many Chunky Bars, you have no idea. Danny:...Jason? Jason: N-no. Danny: Damn yes. What are you doing in green shorts on the street at night?! Jason: Cosplay. Danny: Oh yeah? Then I’m just your hallucination. Don’t hesitate to ghost me. I’m going home, Disgrace In Pixie Boots, bye. Jason: fu%&c$#u

[dclovesdanny]

(Un)Fun facts

Part two

(Timeline, almost three years before the accident, a little over a year since Damian went to the manor)(No Bruce Timeline thing)

Damian was awake when, at 3:15 am, the words on his arm changed. His family(even though he would never call them that out loud) knew of his soulmates existence, and hadn’t insisted on him sleeping. Grayson had tried to weasel his way into waiting with him, but Pennyworth had thankfully shot that down. Now, he couldn’t help but stare at the words.

I hate Christmas

Damian had only celebrated Christmas once, at the insistence of Father and Grayson, and he had been very ambivalent, if not annoyed, to the whole thing(Not focusing on his…. Misunderstanding about the nature of ‘Santa Claus’) so he did not mind if his soulmate wished not to participate in the celebrations.(At least he would be able to avoid the music.)

Damian was almost certain his soulmate was from the United States or Europe, as that was where Christmas was the most commonly celebrated and commercialized.

Then, he smirked. Grayson had been badgering him about his soulmate, and already had shown an abhorrent love of Christmas. He took a picture of his fact and sent it to the group chat, not even having to wait a minute for the group to implode with messages

Danny woke up extra early, immediately taking out his Arabic to English dictionary that Jazz had bought him(She had been ecstatic at the diversity of his soulmate, and his parents had been so supportive of him(Danny tried to ignore how they had been becoming more obsessive about their work, and how Jazz had attended his most recent parent teacher conferences. It was for the best, he didn’t want them causing property damage at his school.)

لدي بقرة الاليفة

It only took him a few minutes to translate this fact.(He was learning Arabic, but he wasnt fluent yet.) It translated to I have a pet cow.(Danny triple checked the translation.)

Okay, he needed to figure out where his soulmate was from. Was it common to have a pet cow? Did his soulmate live on a farm? Did Danny need to learn how to care for livestock?

He needed to consult Jazz and Tucker.(He ignored, with a slightly bitter taste in his mouth, how his parents didn’t exit their lab until that night at dinner, and seemed almost surprised it was his birthday.)

[dclovesdanny]

Okay, All of the adult ghosts are having breakdowns about this.

THESE BABIES WERE UNSUPERVISED AND ALMOST ENDED BECAUSE THE EYEBALL IDIOTS WERE BEING STUPID!!!!!!

Also, I think the observants definitely have something to do with this part of the zone being unsupervised. A lot of Caretaker Ghosts are going feral.

Also, Someone needs to figure out that the Observants bound Clockwork to his tower, and realize the only adult that could help? Was basically forced not to. That will give mind fucks

Back in the manor, Jason and Lancer are discussing literature while the halfas and liminal kids are taking bets on when they get together.

The Outlaws are investigating a small town in Illinois. They don't get very far into town though when Jason feels a weird tug at his chest. He can't help but follow it to a graveyard and then to a specific grave. It is there he witnesses something he never thought he'd experience from an outsider's perspective. A boy trying to claw his way out of his grave.

[dclovesdanny]

Jason feels bad for his new neighbor-the dude has no idea his spouses are criminals.

Daniel Manson-Foley is a perfectly ordinary guy.

He works at Wayne Enterprises in the R&D Department, goes out to the movies with his husband and wife every Saturday, can't cook but still tries, is stupidly in love with his husband and wife, and has zero ability to sense when he's in danger.

Seriously, Red Hood has had to save his ass so much it's become 'known' in Crime Alley that "Daniel Manson-Foley's spouses hired Red Hood to be a bodyguard".

Samantha Manson-Foley has no registered job, but she usually comes home covered in blood splatter with weapons hidden just under her coat.

Tucker Manson-Foley does freelance coding work, and Oracle has confirmed that he's virtually following his wife to wherever she goes and erasing all trace of her.

So Jason's pretty sure they're a hitman-couple; Tucker is the fixer and Samantha carries out the hits.

Damn does he feel bad for Daniel.

Or; Tucker is a freelance coder who writes some of the best security in the world, Sam is a heavily armed under the table Mortuary Cosmotologist who is in heavy demand, and Danny decided to have a legal paper trail so that if the GIW or his parents make him go missing it'll be easier for authorities to realize something is wrong. The resident vigilantes horribly misunderstand the nature of their lives.

[dclovesdanny]

To be honest. DCxDP where the reason Danny meets the bats is Ace the Bat-hound

Like, just think about it for a second. Danny is in Gotham for college, or maybe he just moved out to find a city where having mad scientist parents isn’t actually that unusual.

He can see ghosts.

The ghosts know this.

Now he’s getting harassed left and right by spirits trying to get closure. Fine, whatever, most of them are a one-and-done type deal, and the amount of ghosts trying to get his help steadily decreases.

Except for this one very stubborn dog.

It just keeps showing up and leading him to crime scenes! He doesn’t know how many “anonymous tips” he can call in to the cops before they trace his phone! And this dog, this incredibly good boy, will not stop trying to help the city. He’s never met anyone with such a strong sense of justice, let alone a dog. Can dogs even have a moral compass?

And so Danny just accepts the fact that Ace isn’t going anywhere and becomes his reluctant sidekick/dedicated medium. He leans into the whole thing, dressing up in a mix of traditional magic-user attire and accessories that pay homage to the ghost dog.

He becomes somewhat well known. The psychopomp detective following around the shadowy figure of a German Shepard? That’s unusual! That’s weird! I mean, it’s not the weirdest thing in Gotham, sure, but he’s a new vigilante and he’s got a ghost dog that people can only see when it’s around him. Someone’s gonna notice.

Damian, as Robin, is the first to reach out to him.

Ace doesn’t know Damian but he does know a Robin, and while this isn’t his Robin, he’s still friendlier than usual. Danny’s panicking because oh god the bats are here and also is this kid gonna steal my ghost dog, Damian is absolutely delighted by Ace, and Ace is just happy to see a Robin again.

Damian decides that the psychopomp isn’t a danger to anyone, and there’s no reason to put this encounter into his reports, really, and perhaps Danny can help with some of his cases in the future.

Danny is sweating bullets because Damian basically tells him that he’ll keep him secret as long as he gets to play with Ace. Ace is happy that he’s finally getting some bat affiliated crime-fighting assistance.

And so, Danny is now both Ace AND Damian’s reluctant assistant. At least whenever he’s in trouble, he can always call a middle schooler to help him.

(Is Robin even in school? He’s out patrolling damn near every night, and he stays out late as hell. Does he have a bedtime? He should.)

Eventually it gets to the point where Damian is going over to Danny’s house. When he first sees it, he has a damn bitch you live like this moment, to which Danny responds that not everyone has the money to afford a nice place. Damian counters that he could at least take the time to clean up, and Danny replies that he’s working, going to school, and being a vigilante assistant to a ghost dog, something’s got to give.

Danny nearly has a heart attack when he checks his bank account the next day and sees that someone transferred him 10,000 dollars.

And so they get into a routine. Danny and Damian fight crime with Ace at night, and occasionally Damian stops by during the day to play with Ace and have Danny help with his homework.

(Damian is smart enough to do it on his own, but some of the instructions are written incredibly confusingly, and he would never admit to needing help to his family. Danny is just glad that the kid is in school and cares about his education, blissfully unaware that he’s basically emotionally adopted him.)

Damian is used to being in Danny’s company.

Eventually, when going over a case with the family, Damian absentmindedly remarks that he’ll have to ask Danny about some of the clues that they might be missing. Nightwing asks who he means and Damian makes a face like he just swallowed a lemon.

Cue shitstorm.

Who is “Danny?” Why is Damian willing to ask for help from anyone, much less someone outside of the family? Does he know who Damian is? Has Damian been compromised? What the hell is going on?

Damian now has to explain that Danny is the psychopomp with the ghost dog who he might have met hunted down while on patrol and conveniently not mentioned, but he’s not a bad person, really, and he lets him play with Ace, and he’s been quite helpful on certain cases due to his ability to talk to ghosts.

Bruce insists that the family meet Danny. Damian, hoping that he won’t just skip town the second he hears the news, relents.

Danny is surprisingly eager to meet the bats, considering his earlier fears.

Damian, blissfully unaware of what’s coming, sets a time and place to meet.

Once everyone is there, he gives Bruce the earful of a lifetime.

Robin is in middle school! Danny knows that there’s no way to stop the boy from going on patrol, but you could at least shift his schedule so he gets enough sleep on school nights! Does the Bat even know where he is half the time?! (No) And why isn’t he comfortable asking his family for help with both cases and homework? Did they ever even notice how much time he was spending at Danny’s house? If Danny was a bad person, he could have seriously hurt the poor boy! Shame on you!

Nightwing is mortified that Damian didn’t trust him enough to tell him about any of this. Red Hood is laughing his ass off, because yeah Danny is making good points but he’s also chewing out the literal Batman. Tim is recording the whole thing. Steph is delighted by the absolute gall of this Danger Twink™️, and already planning to add him to several groupchats. Damian is more embarrassed than he’s ever been in his entire life.

You, he points to Nightwing, did your academic life feel supported when you were a Robin? Nightwing is too stunned to speak. Red Hood, eternal shit-stirrer, says that oh, we all prioritized patrol over our education, that’s just how it is. Red Robin actually dropped out of high school to avoid distractions, did you know that?

Danny honest-to-god shrieks at this.

He finishes his angry rant and leaves, everyone too stunned to stop him.

And as it turns out, Tim wasn’t the only person recording the whole thing.

The entire internet is blowing up with Psychopomp The Danger Twink™️’s rant. People are taking sides. Things are getting messy. Red Hood literally admitting on-camera to previously being a Robin is somehow not the main focus here.

Eventually someone connects some dots from the video, as well as stories circling the internet about the psychopomp. A ghost dog named Ace, who is the literal only reason that the psychopomp is fighting crime at all, which seems incredibly fond of Nightwing and Robin.

A crime-fighting dog who wants constant attention from both the current and original Robin.

Oh my god, Ace the Bat-hound died and became a crime-fighting ghost.

And, somehow, that’s still not the strangest thing going on in Gotham.

[dclovesdanny]

dp x dc prompt/mini blurb thing:

Somewhere along the line, stealing the Batmobile had seemed like the best option.

Elle would stand by that - admittedly short-sighted and kind of panic induced - logic. It was a vehicle that no one would try and stop. It was fast. The keys were in the ignition. Easiest car theft of her life. Or, well, unlife. Whatever. Still the easiest.

She may have forgotten that Superman could fly as fast as the stupid tank of a car could go. Or that Gotham had other vigilantes, that had bikes that were way more maneuverable, or that Billy was a big baby about car chases.

“WATCH THE ROAD!”

“YOU WATCH THE ROAD I’M DRIVING HERE!”

[dclovesdanny]

Danny, at a gala as Sam’s plus one to fuck with her parents: *on the phone* Where are you Sam?! This place is fancy and I don’t know which fork to kill myself with!

Tim, also at the buffet table and was chugging coffee he snuck in from home like water:

[dclovesdanny]

He broke through to the surface, taking large desperate gasps of air before getting sucked back beneath by the current. Danny fought against the water as hard as his little paws would allow.

Just when he felt all hope was lost and he was sinking, a large hand enveloped his entire body and hefted him back into the open air. Shivering and coughing out water he didn't catch whatever the man had said. He continued shivering violently as the guy wrung out Dannys fur.

The mans hands were warm despite the brown leather gloves covering them. They made Danny feel comforted and energized almost as if the man had...oh gods! He did! The man had ecto inside of him! Thank the ancients! Now he just had to stick with glove guy and he could recharge! It would be slow but still!

"Here we are little guy." The man said and Danny noticed all at once that the man had been walking the whole time Danny had been stuck in his head. He looked around and noticed the Animal Shelter sign in front of them.

No. No! Danny needed to stick to this guy if he ever hoped to become a human again. But despite how he dug his claws into the flesh of the mans exposed arm and yowled the man in the red mask managed to get him lose and left him in the care of an animal social worker.

Danny was checked out and placed in the tiny jail cell alongside other kittens and cats, many who were scared, miserable or just desperate for love and attention. This of course meant he needed to plot a jail break. Fortunately, he could still used most of his powers but without any ecto around he would have no way to recharge them outside of food or indulging in his obsession.

Needless to say Jason was a little startled when he woke up the next day to not one, but five little kittens meowing at him for food. He swears the one sitting smugly on his chest is the same one he dropped off at the animal shelter yesterday, but that couldn't be right...

One call confirmed it. All of thier animals had escaped last night and there was a suspiciously animal sized arch taken out of the wall with an unknown tool. Demon brat would be delighted at the news.

Unfortunately for Hood the smug little black cat he rescued yesterday had decided that his shoulder was the perfect perch and stayed there more often than not. Little guy got into food often but refused to eat kibble and any attempt to get the kitten away from the mashed potatoes resulted in violence or density shifting to get back to the food.

At this point danny almost didn't care if he returned to being human so long as he got to eat more of his humans cooking. He swears Jason is magical because everything he makes tastes amazing