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New Gotham Rouge

Okay, in Danny's defense, it sounds like a very good idea when he thought about it. Danny is currently laying on top of the clocktower looking at the smog filled sky. A few stars can be seen occasionally while he is staring and thinking about his decision.

When Danny is outed as Phantom. He ran away as his parents tried to capture and cut him open. He hid in a nearby cave for a few days as he thought of what to do when he suddenly had a brilliant idea. Let's fake his own death!

Danny stole a few parts and materials around Amity Park and made a makeshift bomb and rushed towards the GIW base. He freed all the ghosts and made a cinematic scene of exploding himself thus taking the whole building with him.

Danny also sends the ghost to set up a few bombs in his house after making sure Jazz, Sam and Tucker are not there. Just as he 'exploded' himself, the house also exploded destroying the portal and all the remaining research paper about anything ghost related.

Danny dove into the ground as the explosion distracted everyone and chose one direction to fly towards. A few hours later, he found himself in Gotham and surprisingly there is a lot of ambient ectoplasm in Gotham. He flies around invisible while looking for a place to stay and he lands on the clocktower to rest after flying for so long.

Now, Danny doesn't know what he should do because he realizes one key component in staying alive for him. Obsession. Contrary to popular belief (Sam), his obsession is not protection. It is love. Love as in any act of love will fulfill his obsession. Him protecting his town is an act of love towards his town people. Him loving and studying space is an act of love towards himself. Him not taking revenge against his family and people that wrong him is an act of love towards humanity.

So, long story short, he needs to find a way to fulfill his obsession. He is laying on top of the clocktower and suddenly a very good idea comes into his mind.

A few weeks later

-Batcave-

Dick: Are you still searching for the glitter thief?

Tim: Yes. And it's driving me insane how little clue there is of this thief. I even tried asking Selina and even she is impressed by this thief's MO.

Steph: Are you sure you need to be stressing about this thief? It's probably a group of kids stealing glitters just because they can.

Tim: Are you telling me a group of kids can do a heist better than Selina? And this thief or group of thieves for some reason only stole biodegradable paint and glitters from all across the city without us finding where they store them? There must be something I am missing.

Suddenly, an alert appears at the batcomputer and catches everyone's attention. A live broadcast is showing Joker standing in front of a switch as Commissioner Gordon hanging from a rope on top of a pool of acid. Every single batfam suits up and rushes into Gotham to find the Joker before anything can happen.

Joker: Hahahaha. Good evening Gotham and Bats! Today, I have a dear friend of yours playing my game. In front of me is a switch to activate a time bomb that will explode a whole district if not dismantled. You have 20 minutes to dismantle the bomb and with every minute that passes, I will slowly lower the Commissioner into the pool of acid.

Joker then walks slowly towards the switch and flips it.

Joker: Your time starts now! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Batman and the crew rushes towards Gotham as they turn Gotham upside down for the bomb. 5 minutes passed and they become desperate enough that they even roped in some of the rogues like Penguin, Harley, Ivy and Croc. But no matter what they do, they can't find the bomb.

Just as the last minute passes, everyone expects a big explosion engulfing Gotham. Except there is no sound at all. In fact, it is eerily quiet. Everyone turns on Joker live broadcast to see even the man is confused. He turns around and sees Gordon having his feet inside the pool of acid like nothing is happening.

Suddenly a giggle appears. Everyone that hears the giggles starts to get goosebumps as suddenly, a kid with a half clown facemask at the bottom of his face, a green leather jacket, black jeans and white hair appears behind Joker. His hands are holding his stomach as his giggles turn into laughter that is eerily similar to Joker.

???:Hello everyone. I am Trickster. And I am here to crash the party.

Everyone: ????

Trickster: Hehehe, it's so funny to see everyone's confused expression. But no worries I am here to have fun. See, I even have your toys with me.

The Trickster phases his hand into his body and pulls out a very familiar brick. He throws it to Joker and the Joker runs away screaming and trips on his feet falling down the stairs.

The Trickster: Hahahahaha. Do you see his face? Hahaha. Oh boy, I should have recorded this. Hey this is a live stream right? Someone clip that. Anyway, I have defused the bomb. And the acid isn't actually acid. It's just colored water with a light beam at the bottom. I still can't believe he doesn't check the acid pool first.

The Trickster then goes towards Gordon and pulls him down from the rope. After Gordon touches the ground, he unties him and pats Gordon's shoulder.

Trickster: Well I guess this is good enough for the apology.

Gordon: Apology?

Trickster: *Rubbing his neck* Yeah, about that. I was the one that glitter bombed your office last week. I mistook your office for another corrupt policeman and accidentally placed it on your desk. I am also technically the cause of you getting caught today. In my defense, you shouldn't startle me like that.

Gordon: Wait, you're the kid that punched me.

Trickster: I'm not a kid. I'm 16. Plenty old if you ask me. Whatever, here is your phone. Go call Batman to pick you up. I want to go back to sleep after having fun tonight. Adios.

Gordon: Wait-

Trickster then disappears into thin air like he is never there in the first place. If not for his phone in his hand and later confirmation from everyone that watched the live stream, Gordon might have admitted himself into Arkham.

That is merely the start of the many incidents involving Gotham's newest rogue the Trickster.

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My i suggest the little baby man damny fenton tag on ao3 may have some wonderful fics for you.

I want fics rec where Danny is just a lil guy, just a creature that gets picked up and cared for like oop hes hurt would be bad if someone with adoption problems came by and snatched him up :3c alternatively baby/toddler Danny is also ok

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I want fics rec where Danny is just a lil guy, just a creature that gets picked up and cared for like oop hes hurt would be bad if someone with adoption problems came by and snatched him up :3c alternatively baby/toddler Danny is also ok

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Dcxdp Tropes twist

Danny hadn’t planned to be pregnant at 15, but when it came down to it, it was the only option to save Ellie. Also, apparently being a pregnant ghost means all of his usual enemies were now babying him to the extreme. It also meant that when he thoughtlessly mentioned how his favorite hero was Martian Manhunter, his ghost friends decided to kidnap Martian Manhunter straight from the watchtower, and bring him to Danny.

Meanwhile, the watchtower is in chaos after Martian Manhunter was kidnapped by beings claiming to be sent by the ghost king to retrieve him.

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Masterpost

Masterpost [1]

Multi-Parts:

Bats and Phantoms

Summary:

The Fenton/Masters Siblings and members of the Bat Family meet. One by one, they end up together while the rest of the family is oblivious that their partners are related to the others.

Ships: Danny/Jason, Dan/Dick, Cass/Jazz, Dani(Elle)/Damian

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

My Father's Secretary

Summary:

Danny Fenton gets a job as Bruce Wayne's secretary. After being gifted a coffee maker, he might actually go to the ends of the earth for this clumsy man.

Ships: Danny/Jason (Dead on Main)

Tumblr Posts:

Part 1 | Part 2

Gotham's newest Crime Lord

Summary:

Dan kills the Joker and proceeds to become a crime lord. Shenanigans ensure between the Bats and the three ghosts in Gotham trying to screw with the criminal underworld

Ships: Dan/Dick, Danny/Jason

Tumblr Posts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

One-shots:

Demon Twins and Death

Summary:

In which the twins meet after one kills the other.

A Family of Rogues

Summary:

The Fentons/Masters move to Gotham. Everyone, except the Fentons, think they're future Rogues.

Ghost KingConsort?

Summary:

Danny is a petty and dead twin brother that decides to give his brother and father a heart attack by implying Danny and Phantom were married.

How to pull a Batman by J. Constantine

Summary:

John Constantine acquires six children from an ancient being that also happens to be one of his exes. He's gonna fight god and batman.

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Masterpost [1]

Multi-Parts:

Bats and Phantoms

Summary:

The Fenton/Masters Siblings and members of the Bat Family meet. One by one, they end up together while the rest of the family is oblivious that their partners are related to the others.

Ships: Danny/Jason, Dan/Dick, Cass/Jazz, Dani(Elle)/Damian

Tumblr Parts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5

My Father's Secretary

Summary:

Danny Fenton gets a job as Bruce Wayne's secretary. After being gifted a coffee maker, he might actually go to the ends of the earth for this clumsy man.

Ships: Danny/Jason (Dead on Main)

Tumblr Posts:

Part 1 | Part 2

Gotham's newest Crime Lord

Summary:

Dan kills the Joker and proceeds to become a crime lord. Shenanigans ensure between the Bats and the three ghosts in Gotham trying to screw with the criminal underworld

Ships: Dan/Dick, Danny/Jason

Tumblr Posts:

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

One-shots:

Demon Twins and Death

Summary:

In which the twins meet after one kills the other.

A Family of Rogues

Summary:

The Fentons/Masters move to Gotham. Everyone, except the Fentons, think they're future Rogues.

Ghost KingConsort?

Summary:

Danny is a petty and dead twin brother that decides to give his brother and father a heart attack by implying Danny and Phantom were married.

How to pull a Batman by J. Constantine

Summary:

John Constantine acquires six children from an ancient being that also happens to be one of his exes. He's gonna fight god and batman.

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Gotham's newest Crime Lord - part 2

Part 1 | Masterpost

Wraith wrecked havoc like no other.

He was loved and hated by the masses. Defended by Gotham regardless of what they felt of him. A figure in the underworld that hunted down those who moved to harm one of their kin and executed anyone who laid their hands in the weak—children.

The first explosion had been explained by the scattering papers and the anonymous posts of an organization who went after children with malicious intent. Blatant evidence that had people rallying to the GCPD to demand for justice. It was glorious and horrific—especially once they found out that it was Wraith who tossed the Joker into the harbor.

The Bats, by all means, attempt to find him. Figure him out, at least. But the man was a mystery. It was worse considering the majority of Gotham were eagerly telling the Bats to fuck off whenever they tried to hunt down Wraith. The only thing they ever got out of him was that his second in command—Phantom—was the nicer one between them. If you wanted civil negotiations, try and look for Phantom instead.

As much as they wanted to go directly to Wraith, this was their best shot. Their only shot.

"Had any luck finding Phantom?" Dick's hand rested on Tim's shoulder, trying to support his clearly tired brother. Tim was a little to determined, kinda desperate to find this guy.

"Nothing. Their names are trigger words." Tim clicked his tongue, "It's fucking up the system. Remember Ghostmaker's ghostnet? Any attempts makes you want to shut off your systems because of how encrypted they could get."

"Searching up their names gave the Batcomputer a virus?!" Steph gawked, leaning over Tim and staring at the computer. They could all tell he was wary, trying not to type in certain words to keep the damn tech sage from that mania.

"Wraith and Phantom are either metas with technology altering powers..." Barbara hums, "Or they have someone else doing this. Imagine them having their own version of the calculator... But worse and more annoying."

"So our new crime lord has a hacker... That has given the Batcomputer a virus." Dick slowly said, "And is still operating without us finding out."

"Hood and Robin are out trying to find Phantom." Barbara points to the two dots hurriedly moving through crime alley. "Hopefully they find him."

"Any news on Wraith?"

"His latest stint involved tearing down one of Black Mask's operations. Several bodies were found in the harbor."

"Why the harbor?"

"It's his MO, I think. It's always the harbor where he dumps the bodies."

Tim frowns, "Like it's his trash can.... For bodies."

"Hasn't the harbor always been the body trash can of Gotham?" Steph sighs, before turning away to stare at Cass who was training in the simulators again.

Dick glared at her for the comment but once again looked back to the screen.

"Hopefully they find Phantom soon... before Wraith drops more bodies."

Phantom was the nicer of the two—claimes by many people who told them Wraith was a little on the quieter side. No one truly knew but he was quieter than a lot of them.

Crime Alley was Red Hood's territory, everyone knew that. But apparently, Wraith has been operating in the same area from time to time. Mainly to return kids to the alley (freshly claimed by that flaiming white symbol). But Wraith did so quietly. They checked in from time to time to see if the kids were alright.

To be specific...

Phantom came to visit to see if the children they had returned and claimed were safe. Often coming with resources that he mainly reserved for the kids.

"Found him." Jason muttered, voice distorted through the modulator as he narrowed his eyes at the young man dressed in monochrome colors. His binoculars zeroed on the young man with white (seriously??) boots and gloves. The rest of his outfit was black, with a jacket still in monochrome colors. Jason frowned at the hood that covered his head.

"Let's go, Hood. Nightwing and father wants—"

"Stay out of it, Robin." Hood instantly growled. Jason has never felt so territorial before but this guy was in his territory—doing good, keeping the kids safe, marking them so no one tried going after them. "Phantom is Wraith's lieutenant. We don't need to make an enemy of the nicer one and piss of the one who ordered the explosion."

"I can handle him!"

"You'll piss him off!"

Robin scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. "And you won't? Phantom clearly is fond of children and I am a child—"

"With katanas. You're a murderous child. Wraith and Phantom claim children who are in danger. Not the danger." Jason scoffed, while Damian opted to look utterly smug at the statement.

"Stay here." Jason drops down from the building.

He, unfortunately, didn't account for Phantom pulling out a sword from nowhere and immediately pointing it at Jason. The kids behind the man were quick hide behind him, cowering in fear until the recognition sets in their eyes.

"Wait! That's the Red Hood!" A girl yells, standing between them. Stupid but very brave. "He's one of the good ones!"

Phantom, who wore a mask that covered half his face yet showed his eyes, immediately lowered his sword once the girl was between them.

Jason froze, unable to tear his gaze away from Lazarus eyes—no... That shade of green was much purer than the pits... Phantom narrowed his eyes at Jason, before turning back to the girl. "You go and take care of your little sister, yeah? If your mom forgets to feed you again, tell her I'll give her a visit."

The girl nods, but she whirled around and gave Jason the nastiest glare an 8-year-old could give. "You hurt mr. Phantom and I'll tell Wraith!" She pointed an accusing finger at him, frowning before she gives Phantom a quick hug and makes a run for it with the other kids.

Soon enough, they're left alone... Staring at one another.

"I was wondering when one of you Bats would finally find me." Phantom hums, sliding his hand over the hilt of his sword.

Jason warily watched it disappear from sight. Okay. Possible meta, definitely has powers. "You're a hard man to find, Phantom."

"Not for you, I guess. I come and go into your haunt to check in on the kids every week." Phantom laughs, tilting his head.

Jason could see snow white hair from under the hood, making him shudder as the deathly green eyes are brought back to his attention.

"Every week, huh?" Jason clicked his tongue. "I'll cut to the chase. Your boss's stint—" he swore that Phantom twitched "—pissed of the big Bat. He ain't happy tnag Wraith is bombing up buildings and killing people."

Phantom visibly rolled his eyes, "Too bad then. Wraith's pretty direct when it comes to this shit. Trafficking and pimping kids make him murderous but the fact that those bastards were killing them and selling their organs? He's damn genocidal at this point. Can't say I disagree with that."

Jason... Well... Jason can't argue with that. If he found out that some bastards were doing that to kids, he'd go ballistic too. But Bruce didn't agree with these methods and was rather reproachful about it. But Wraith wasn't going to back down. This wasn't a normal rogue that had felt fear of the Batman and his brood before. To be honest, Jason thinks he's pretty ballsy.

"I don't disagree with that shit either. But Batman ain't going to let him off the hook after that stunt." Jason warned, grunting as he spoke through the modulator. The pits were flaring up again. But not malicious, not murderous. It was curious as it warmed his chest and practically urged him to get closer to Phantom.

"Yes, well... Piece of advice—Wraith is willing to blow up an entire district if it meant keeping others safe. And besides, your rogues know not to mess with him. Not after the Joker." He didn't actually see Phantom's face but he's pretty sure that the bastard was grinning.

"So he really did it."

"If it makes you feel any better, the Joker might as well be cursing him from the afterlife. It was an accident." Phantom shrugged.

An accident, Jason breathed out. Holy fuck, that would have been humiliating for the Joker. His death. An accident. Unintentional and he still died, his body dumped into the harbor.

"Anyways, tell Batsy not to mess with the kids. I know he doesn't, but he let the Joker live, so..." Phantom gave him a thumbs up, "Make sure to not cross pass with Wraith or else you'll end up in the harbor."

Jason gawked, watching as Phantom slipped into the shadows and promptly disappeared. Meta. Definitely a meta.

"Hood, report." Batman's voice rang through the comms.

"Red Hood," he grunts, "Wraith sure as hell doesn't like you, old man. And Phantom might be the nice one but he might as well be as stabby as Robin."

"I agree with Hood. He has wonderful posture, father!" Robin spoke, sounding impressed and smug.

The little shit.

"Technus, stop bullying Oracle." Dan groaned once he caught the ghost tampering with the net... Again.

The crime lord turned towards Danny, who melted out of the shadows again. Technus was blabbering about pesky bats and birds before Dante clocked his younger brother's apprehension. He looked....annoyed and concerned.

"I talked to Red Hood."

"YOU WHAT?!"

"Fun fact! He's a revenant!"

"THE FUCK YOU MEAN THE OTHER CRIME LORD IS A REVENAN?!"

"A very sexy looking one."

He was going to punch Danny. He was going to fucking punch Danny.

(Danny was not punched.)

"He said that Batman's pissy about you blowing up shit." Danny shrugged, shaking his head before floating over to the energy drinks and coffees by Dan's desk. "Good news though! I told him he'd end up in the harbor if he ever tried anything with us."

Dan gawked, "What the fuck is wrong with you?! You want to make the bats our enemies?"

"No! I'm commiting to our crime family bit!"

"We're not a crime family!"

"Tell that to Ellie. She's already got herself a new suit and everything."

Dan threw his hands up in the air, groaning at the insanity that was his younger siblings. Dear ancients, he was praying that Jazz wouldn't find out about the shit they've done in Gotham. She'd give them the worst tongue lashing the world has ever experienced if she did. Thank God she was in Yale right now.

"Ooh! A crime family, you say?" Technus grinned, floating closer to Danny who lounged in Dan's chair. (Get the fuck away from my crime lord throne, Danny! The leather is expensive!)

"That is perfect! The others have decided to migrate here, did you know? It's been quite... Boring back in Amity." Technus snickered.

Fuck. No.

"I bet my trust from Vlad that Johnny, Kitty, and Ember are already on their way." Danny cackled, "That'd be nice. Elle's been itching to steal Johnny's bike again."

"Splendid! We shall wreck havoc upon Gotham and exact justice that the Bats cannot give the people!" And like a supervillain, Danny cackled as he stood on Dan's desk, laughing maniacally.

(Just outside, the Wraith's goons peaked into the room and saw the insanity that was the nice lieutenant's villainy.)

Meanwhile, in the distance, the laughter of Johnny 13 and Kitty rang through the streets of Gotham.

Part 3 | Masterpost

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I already have a lotto ticket I bought a few days ago.

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Ghosts are dragons.

However.

Danny uses this to his advantage by making his human form look like a meta so that he would be protected by the Meta-human rights act (or wtv its called I can't remember). Which works splendidly actually. He just gave himself the tail, the horns, teeth, eyes and a few scales here and there and wouldn't cha know it works splendidly.

The GIW trying to call him a ghost? Nah, he's just a meta dude. Wes trying to pin him as Phantom? Does Phantom have horns and a tail? No? Yea he thought so.

Then Vlad takes a look at Danny and goes: "Oh shit that's actually a surprisingly good idea." And then just copies him without asking basically. Would people question this? Shhh, no they won't (hands you a slip of money), why would they question anything?

The bats would question it. Obviously. Because of course they would, why wouldn't they, sticking their noses into everything. Why are they investigating? Because they were invited to a Gala held by Vlad Masters and Danny had to attend, both of which they knew didn't have any meta features with a quick background check so they think something fishy is going on there.

Then the GIW raid the place like a bunch of idiots because they think Vlad and Danny are obviously ghosts (they're only half right because Halfa you know lawl) and they need to be taken into the government's custody. Except for the fact that they're doing this in a room full of rich people, with the Wayne Family in attendance, and people who do business with Vlad.

So.

You know.

Vlad is talking so calmly and rationally and acting like this is expected, which leads everyone present to believe this to be such a common occurrence that he can't even be surprised at this anymore. Which leads to even more suspicion.

Where is Danny through all of this? He's not doing much actually since he was outside playing with Cujo, since he only had to be there for a bit and then free to do whatever he wanted after that. Funnily enough, a few GIW agents are also trying to take him and Cujo into custody with none other than Damian Wayne at his side.

Damian was just concerned about Cujo and wanted to make sure nothing was going on there. Didn't really expect this.

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something I think we all know about fanfic, but don’t talk about because it would hurt writers feelings is that some fics are like fast food. I mean this as a compliment. I don’t always want to sit down for a six course meal that will be a flavor experience. Sometimes I just wanna dip some fries in a frosty. Sometimes I want something homecooked and delicious and super niche, but super comforting. Sometimes I want to eat an entire dark chocolate cheesecake in one sitting even though I know Its gonna make me sick. Just. holy crap, y’all. Sometimes I don’t even want fast food, I just want to eat an entire bag of chips. and yeah, I’m ashamed of myself afterwards, but at the time it was exactly what I wanted. So, no, we’re never going to say to our fanfic writers that we consider their writing to be the equivalent of a midnight run to taco bell - and we shouldn’t, feelings would be hurt by that. But writers, please, please, please, remember this. You don’t need to create a six course meal if you don’t want to. You don’t have to make something complex and homemade if you don’t want to. You don’t even have to finish cooking it - because someone will be thrilled that you brought a bowl of cookie dough and a spoon, because they cannot even consider sitting down and having a proper meal right now. It’s okay writers, whatever you decided to make. Someone was happy to have it. You gave them what they needed. You made them happy. You did good.

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This bit of Soup just for @undead-essence, no one else. (kidding, kidding)

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“Where’s your little mouse?” Dick asked as he let himself into Jason's apartment.

At least he came in through the door this time.

That had to count for something.

Right?

Jason sighed loudly from in the kitchen. “He’s not a mouse.”

Dick hummed in thought as he slipped off his shoes. Smart or not, Dick hadn’t bothered coming in uniform since that first night. If Danny knew Jason out of the mask and Jason had called Nightwing brother, than what was the point?

“I guess not,” Dick conceded. “He’s more bird like. Dove? No, those are too… puffy. What’s a tiny, fragile white bird that you just want to cuddle?”

Jason moved over to lean on the counter and glare at Dick. “Why are you here again?”

“It’s dinner night!”

“It’s early.”

“…okay, yeah, true,” Dick reluctantly agreed, “but I just finished up something in town so I thought I could just stop by and hang out here until dinner.”

“That’s a lie,” Jason said.

Dick just shrugged.

It was and it wasn’t. Dick maybe purposefully made sure he had something to do in Gotham that afternoon, but he did just finish something. Besides, he didn’t think Jason would like Dick saying that he had wanted to spend more time with Jason and Danny and get to know them better. Both of them. Jason wasn’t the little kid who had died and Dick was trying to stop thinking of him like that. The only way that he could do that was to get to know who Jason was now.

Dick smiled guilelessly at Jason’s continued frown.

Eventually Jason huffed out an annoyed grumble and turned back to whatever he was doing in the kitchen. Dick took that as sign enough that he was welcome to shed his keys and coat and take a seat on Jason’s couch. It was impressively blood stain free.

“What are you making for dinner?”

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If you ever get this posted i need to know where and when cause this is amazing.

Another WIP for funsies, since it’s now technically WIP Wednesday

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May i suggest some chaos?

1. Tim who could take over the world hanging out with Dan who has taken over the world. The new rulers of Gotham are now a pair of toddlers.

2. Dick who was raised in the circus. Paired with Dani who was raised by herself. Both are chaos goblins.

3. Damian trying to kill Dan and Dani only to be traumatized as they just reattach removed body parts. When he mentions this to Bruce and Alfred they don't take it as fact cause he is currently 2 and only remembers the Leaque.

4. Jason thinking he is kidnapped by a billionaire and Dani and Dick helping him "escape" only to be restrained by Tim and Dan.

The Batkids get de-aged on a mission, and now they're all between the ages of babies, toddlers, and preteens. Bruce is losing his shit trying to find out if it's permanent or not while taking care of his seven even more unruly (lovingly) children. Alfred is doing his best to help Bruce with them but even admits that they need some assistance.

Que Danny Nightingale, a kid with a sketchy past and his own gaggle of crazy kids. Sure he had to sign an NDA to take care of a few kids but now he has room and board for himself and his own. What could go wrong???

A lot apparently.

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DCXDP Fanfic idea: Who's child is this?

It's start on Bring Your Child To Work day, where the Watch Tower is overcome with various children. Some are in disguise to protect thier family's identities others are running around in thier best Sunday clothes.

Clark smiles as Jon chases after Damian through the hall. A nearby group of children breaks apart in happy squeals as the duo approaches, rushing away before they can be tagged.

He isn't sure which one started the Tower wide tag game, but it warms his heart to see so many young people happily showing off their meta abilities and having fun like any child. He is so busy watching them that Clark nearly trips over the boy that walks out of the snack room.

He managed to twist in his heel, allowing himself to hit the side of the wall instead. The boy's wide blue eyes blink up at him. In his arms are a insane amount of snacks, nearly overflowing, that he presses to his chest protectively.

"Sorry," the boy says, taking a half step back. He looks frighten like he wasn't supposed to be there. Clark is reminded of himself sneaking into Ma's cookie jar.

"No, it was my mistake. I wasn't paying attention, " Clark responds with a sheepish smile.

The boy offers him an unsure grin before he twists around and rushes away. Huh. Awfully shy that one.

"I wonder who's kid he is" Clark mutters. "Black hair, blue eyes but too shy to be one of Bruce's."

He is left wondering, but eventually drops it as Bring Your Child To Work Day really takes off. There are some games, feast, dance and a cake. By the end of it, Clark will admit he's a bit tired out - at least socially - but approaches Bruce to thank him for such a wonderful idea. It would be rude to leave without saying goodbye.

His friend is surrounded by his children, who are all staring intently at a tablet Bruce holds. Tim is tapping away on his wrist computer, and when the rest quickly check thier own wrists, Clark realizes they are using messenger because they don't want anyone with superhearing to overhear their conversation.

"Is something wrong?" He asks just as Dick is finished tapping a response. The Bat Children glance at him, then eachother before turning to Bruce seeking his permission.

Bruce's face is hidden by his cowl but it doesn't stop a genuine sense of confusion from showing on his features. Well if you know him. "Yes. Do you know whose child this is?"

He flips the tablet and shows a security photo of the same boy who he saw running from the snack room.

Clark blinks "I do not but I ran into him why?"

Bruce frowns harder. "No one can identify him. But he's been spotted all day just wandering around. We have no idea how he got in"

"Got in? Please, Bruce, this is the Watch Tower flouting in space. It's not like he could have snuck in from the fire escape. Look, we can ask the room now. Everyone is here, and surely someone will claim him. " Clark turns to the group, ignoring the Bat's grunts of disapproval. He shouts over the music to gain attention and carefully passes around the tablet while explaining what he wants.

His confidence fades as one by one every hero shakes thier head, denying being the one to bring him.

"Who's child is this?" He mutters feeling a bit uneasy of the fact someone manged to sneak into the tower. Bruce orders a tower wide search, everyone breaking away to find their intruder.

Three hours later, they find the boy inside the vents system in the largest component. He is in the middle of eating the stolen snacks and waist deep in a sleep bag while reading a book. To the left of him is a tent that's has a rope tied to it and the side cent bar. Clothes on hung up on it, drying from an obvious quick wash.

He was obviously relaxing when Wonder Woman ripped the metal wall opposite of him out.

He stares like a deer in headlights.

The Justice League stares back.

Tim's disbelief voice eachos from the back of the room near the rest of the children. "He's been living in our walls. Whose child is this?!"

The boy opens his mouth, letting a loud wail. Similar to Black Canary, it's a violent sound wave that flings everyone away from him. Even Clark finds himself thrown grunting as he lands on an unfortunate Green Arrow. The boy springs to his feet, gathering his supplies , ripping down his tent, and booking it towards the window.

Realizing what he plans to do, Bruce shouts "Wait!"

But it's to no avail. The boy jumps into the glass, phasing through it, and twirls out of view as space yanks him back to Earth.

At once the group turns to Martian Manhunter. The green skin man frowns "He's not mine."

They trun to Black Canary, who huffs "You were all at my babyshower six months ago. Did that look like my four mouth old baby?"

"Regardless of who he belongs to, the boy has been hiding in our tower for an unknown amount of time." Bruce cuts in, walking into the vent and checking on the forgotten food and clothes left behind.

"It's probably not important, but I just want to mention that it was a black hair, blue-eyed child that managed to stay hidden from all advanced senses." Hal speaks up, raising a hand. "I'm not saying he's Batman's, but I feel like he's Batman's"

"Oh, is this a test?" Barry gasps looking around the muttering group "Batman are you testing us?"

" No." Batman's grunts.

The silence echoes for a moment before Damian speaks up "Father that wasn't convincing at all. Are we being tested by another of our kin?"

"No," Batman repeats, neither tone or face changing.

"Right, so our new brother somehow flung himself to Earth. We need to find him before he burns up upon entry." Dick announces, his siblings crowding around him for theirs assignment as the Bats quickly take control and race out to the space ships.

Bruce is left standing in the makeshift camp, frowning at the remaining memebers "He isn't mine."

"Well then, who's is he?" Hal challenges half his eyes on the space ships flying out of the Tower towards the falling speck.

" I don't know. But I intend to find out"

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Danny has been cornered by the justice League who have finally learned about a teenage hero operating unmonitored in a small town. They want him to join young Justice or Teen titans or some other group and they want to assign him a mentor to learn from and Danny’s confused

“I already have a mentor,” he tells them. But they don’t believe him. They think he’s lying so they’ll go away.

Eventually after some back and forth he huffs and says. “Fine I’ll ask if I can join your little club or not.” Not even a second later a green sticky note pops into existence and flutters down before Danny snatches it from the air.

A quick laugh before he flips it over “Clocky says no. Sorry. Now kindly get out of my city before someone thinks it would be ‘cute. To possess you and attack me.”

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You know this might be a good time to take a vreak from the internet. See you all later.

every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt

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We just like to suffer. Like why do we read fics that we know will shatter our hearts and do it as a fun activity on top of that.