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Bruce was torn. On one hand he doesn't like the idea of someone being judge jury and executioner. He doesn't think heroes should kill unless absolutely necessary either. On the other hand they are his kids and he loves them and technically they are not killing people.

They are just setting an interdementional king onto the and making them disapear. On the one hand he is the king of the dimension and they have their own laws and courts and everything. On the other he can't ignore that most likely it's just his kids pointing and saying that one and it's guaranteed to be disappeared.

But ya see it's not guaranteed to be that way and they aren't judge jury AND executioner. And they are his kids. And they got rid of the joker.

Bruce desides to just leave the interdementional king to the JLD and not interfere with politics.

Red Robin: I think you're gonna have to kill these guys, Phantom.

Phantom: Aw damn, why me?

Red Robin: Your dad doesn't forbid killing.

Phantom:

Phantom: I'll just drop them in hell.

Red Robin: That would work, but are you sure?

Phantom: Prince of the Dead, remember? I have leeway B)

Phantom: Also War is the one who has to deal with the paperwork, not me.

Red Robin: Lucky.

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Ok but these are 2 kids in the world of adults. They are going to be attached at the hip.

The adults don't know they are 14. What if they think they are dating.

Then they find out 1 of the ancient beings is actually 14. What do they think of the other being who they now think is dating a 14 year old. Only to find out both of them are 14.

Heroes at the watchtower: Why are they staring at each other? I hope they get along..

14-year-old Danny in his adult ghost king form:

14-year-old Billy in his adult Shazam form:

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DP x DC Prompt

Danny was sent to the DC universe to save him from the GIW and the Fenton's by Clockwork

Doesn't know what to do here, but as an Experienced Vigilante:tm: he takes note of all the INexperienced vigilante's causing more danger than they realize.

Danny takes it upon himself to act as a low level villain so he can secretly train these vigilante's to be stronger. One day, a Bigger Villain decides to Fuck Around and Find Out.

All his "enemies" realize Danny could've folded them anytime he wanted when he effortlessly defeats the Big Bad.

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Little baby man

When a ghost gets severely injured, they can revert back to their core to save energy and heal. Halfas are not an exception to this rule. The difference for them though is that a full ghost when healed goes back to being themselves almost immediately after healing. Halfas take significantly longer. They lack their memories and their original form even after healing, and it can last between weeks and years. During this time a Halfa relies heavily on ghostly instinct. Which almost always leads to them haunting.

This is how a small little baby man Danny ends up haunting an unused wing of Wayne Mannor.

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Melon AU Part 4

Cass is quietly adamant that her new cling-on be taken to the Batcave, no matter the concerns Bruce raises.

If he's honest, his protests fall a little flat even to his own ears. The fact of the matter is that he looks at the midnight apparition she holds and just…can't bring himself to fight very hard.

The creature clings to her like a desperate child, claws curled into her cape in a way that's bound to leave holes. Bruce hasn't caught so much as a glimpse of the face since it grabbed onto Cass, head resolutely tucked into her shoulder. That long sinuous tail is wrapped around her waist and down one leg as if the slightest disconnect could wrench them fully apart.

She was right, it's scared and it needs help.

Bruce almost thinks convincing Commissioner Gordon to lift the police barricade at the end of the alley will be the difficult part, but he's proven wrong. Gordon is more than happy to foist the situation off onto the Bat colony, it's just a matter of figuring out actual transport.

It's not that Bruce doesn't want the creature in the Batmobile. It's that nobody is sure the creature will respond well to someone other than Cass being in proximity to it.

Bruce may be feeling distinctly sympathetic, but he's still not comfortable leaving his daughter totally alone with something strange, unknown and dangerous.

He doesn't want Cass alone with it - them. They probably won't respond well to anyone but Cass being close enough to be in a car with them.

Ultimately this culminates in Bruce pulling the Batmobile around and trying to be very. Very. Quiet.

The shadow creature hasn't raised their head from Cass’s shoulder once, so hopefully as she climbs in the back with her clingy cargo they won't notice they're not alone.

…nobody is going to claim this is a good or creative plan. It's kind of just the only option they can think of.

The creature clicks and whines as she climbs in, aware and nervous about the enclosed space probably, but they don't raise their head or move.

If anything they just wind themselves around Cass a little tighter.

“Shhhh,” Cass hushes gently. “Car. Take us to safe place. I promise.”

Bruce is used to her cowl enough to be able to tell she's glancing at him in the rear view mirror.

Thankfully, the Batmobile can autopilot to the cave. His presence is solely because he refuses to leave her alone with their new…guest. That means he can sign at her.

Did you get a better look at the injuries?

She shakes her head minutely. Hm. Bruce had feared that was the answer, considering how fast the creature had plastered themselves to her.

Do they seem to be losing a lot of blood?

A tiny shrug. Not a yes, not a no. Bleeding, but not gushing. Or maybe she's not sure how much without a visual, though if it was egregious she'd feel it even with the suit.

The heat of it, the slickness.

Bruce decides the shrug is a tentative good sign.

“Let's play questions,” Cass says suddenly, hands rubbing gentle, comforting back and forth patterns against a back so dark it looks like a void. “Nothing scary. Get to know you questions.”

There's no answer, but it doesn't seem to faze her. Of course not. She's Cass.

“Will you play? Tap once yes,” she says softly, tapping the creature's back with her index finger once, “And twice for no. No is okay. You can say no.”

There's a long moment where Bruce watches them in the rear view and nothing happens. Then Cass's cowl shifts in the way that means she's smiling.

“Thank you. Pronouns first, okay? One for she-”

She taps once.

“Two for he-”

She taps twice.

“Three for- oh. Thank you. Good boy. I'm she.”

The rest of the family exposes themselves as listening, quiet murmurs and exclamations over the comms at the new knowledge that their creature considers himself male.

Bruce isn't surprised that his kids have been listening with baited breath.

“From Gotham? One for yes, two for no.”

She hums softly, going back to petting his back gently.

“Me neither at first. Home now, like the back of my hand. Can show you all the best spots. Like burgers?”

There's a long pause. Bruce suspects the creature is having a hard time believing she's talking about and proposing such casual topics.

Eventually she smiles again. “Me too. Will buy you Batburger, I promise. Nectar of the gods.”

An odd little vibration goes through her new friend, audible as well as visible. It seems almost like a weak laugh.

“....bets on shadow noodle’s favorite Batburger order?” Dick asks over comms.

Bruce purses his lips not to huff in amusement. They're almost to the cave, he'd like to stay incognito until then. He wouldn't want to alarm any shadow noodles.

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The moment the Gothamites learn just how unhinged they seem to outsiders.

DPXDC prompt. Field trip.

Some people would call gothamites petty, but given that most of the USA population treated them as scum, they believed that their behavior was justified.

They didn't like tourists, to put it mildly. Therefore, after learning that in their city were people on a field trip from Amity Park who could not leave Gotham for several days due to weekly escape from Arkham, the news channel immediately decided that a short interview from the guests would definitely amuse the locals. The reaction of outsiders never ceases to be ridiculous.

Reporter: ~Good afternoon~ Gotham News! May I ask you to share what you liked most about our wonderful city?

Mr. Lancer*still in a cold sweat and looks at every passerby as a potential villain*: Uh, no, me..It's so unexpected. Well, first of all, people here are very…

Danny *is high after the tasting samples Dr. Crane gave him for free and is extremely eager to share his happiness with others*,* picks a microphone*.

Danny: Gotham is the best city in the world! Like seriously, damn, I'd like to die here. Although there are constant shootings somewhere, half the time people don't even shoot at me! I haven't been this relaxed since middle school! And in the evenings, there is often such a pleasant scent of fear and despair on the streets. This fear toxin of yours is a real miracle! It's sooo good!

Sam *decides to take the initiative in her own hands before Fenton says too much*: Personally, I am very pleased with the number of green spaces you have in your city. It's nice to see that here eco-activists are really being listened to. Also, the fact that most restaurants have a thoughtful menu for vegetarians left a very pleasant impression.

Dash in his favorite T-shirt "it's not gay if he's dead": Four words. Hips of Red Hood. The fact that it is not marked in the guidebook as the main attraction of the Crime Alley is a real crime. This dude clearly never skips leg days. My respect.

Tucker: What can I say? The speed of internet here, even during villains attacks, is absolutely  unbelievable. I don't want to leave this place.

Jazz: I love Gotham! Finally, I was able to buy all the works published by Dr. Harleen Quinzel. *girl picks up an impressive stack of books* For some reason, they are not available online.

The camera points at a red-haired guy with a twitching eye.

Wes: I'm 85% sure Bruce Wayne is Batman. I have a proof and I am ready to provide it.

A girl with a "Good Guess" pin from Riddler enters and takes camera away from conspiracy theorist.

Star: Sorry, he slipped out at night and went to look for problems. Again. Don't pay any attention to him. He's always like this when he drinks more than two energy drinks in a row.

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Clockwork being both comforting and threatening. The mixed feeling Tim would have from thoughs two lines.

Tim could not help but clasp his gloved hands together as he watched the faintly glowing, floating hero in front of him. Phantom looked around the small office with wide eyed curiosity, hair floating as though he was underwater, bright green eyes never staying in one place for very long.

Tim's gaze dropped back down to the paper that had been placed in front of him. It was very neatly organized, with numbers and bullet points. It looked like a lot of effort had gone into it.

Tim knew that Bruce would give his left kidney for this paper. Or for any hint to Phantom's identity. For someone who seemed so unreservedly open, Phantom was a complete mystery.

No one knew who he was, where he was from, when he was from (sometimes it seemed like he was from the future and sometimes he said things that was like he'd been in prehistory personally), or what his power set was (his most common response to showcasing a new power in front of the Justice League was a shrug and a, "I forgot I could do that"). He was polite. Tim hadn't come across a language that Phantom couldn't speak, although he could only read English.

Tim tapped the paper in front of him. "This is..." He trailed off. He didn't know how to explain how overwhelming this is.

"A set of contingencies for dealing with me if I should ever turn evil, yes," agreed Phantom. Calmly. Easily. As if he wasn't creating upheaval in Tim's mind.

Tim stared at Phantom. Phantom was still interested in his office. Well. In Red Robin's office. "Why are you giving this to me?" he asked. "Everyone knows that Batman's the one who has contingencies on everyone."

Phantom nodded, still not meeting Tim's gaze. "True," he acknowledged. "Everyone knows." Those bright green eyes turned to Tim. "But I don't trust Batman."

Tim opened his mouth to argue. To point out how everyone trusted Batman, even after a villain stole his plans and tried to wipe out the League. Everyone looked up to Batman.

Phantom's next words froze Tim's throat. "I trust you."

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Could you imagine the ER nurse. I just picture them looking at you and repeating. "You used lube to make a slip and slide." And the look of sheer disappointment in humanity on their face.

Today, on this fateful day in sex ed, I have to teach 25 9th graders how to put condoms on wooden dicks without losing my composure. Wish me luck lmao

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things that make Gotham criminals say “oh shit”:

Batman showing up to the hideout and not asking any questions

Nightwing cracking his escrima sticks together with 0 witty banter or foreplay

Red Hood when his hands are shaking

Injured Robin and Batman known to be in near proximity 

Any sightings of Batman on Robin II’s death anniversary

Superman in Gotham without an escort

Batman speeding through the Narrows on a motorcycle and not the Batmobile

Red Hood abandoning his guns and throwing punches instead

Robin fighting with a sword and 0 supervision

Jim Gordon trying to quit cigarettes for the 19th time on the night shift

Any captured Batkid too injured/tired/frightened to taunt the responsible criminals

Batman bleeding and/or missing any major parts of his armor

Any Bat vigilante other than Duke outside during daylight hours

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Imagine it. Soul swap happens the day the younger turns 16. Which should be in about 2 months for Danny. And they had a plan for that. Vlad would be home Danny would make videos explaining the situation. It would be complicated but they had plans.

They forgot that Danny is physically older due to time travel. So he is technically 16 now when the soul swap happens.

Tim, knowing he is 18, knows this body has to be 16 today. So the fact that the kid is pregnant and has a kid already who looks to be almost 2 years old. It's not painting a pretty picture when he also reconizes the man in all the pictures as a Vlad Master who is older than Bruce and has a wealth that is bigger than the Drakes fortune.

While looking over the body he is in he sees it's very skinny and covered with scars and Bruses of various ages. Not knowing that Danny is a hero and they are from fighting ghosts.

All the while, Danny is now sitting at the Batfam table blinking and reconizing exactly what conclusions his soul mate will be coming to.

What Happed to a Warning

Tim wakes up in Danny's body. Danny is incubating dans core and Dani is deaged down to a baby. Danny is living with Vlad because the Fenton parents are in jail for the same accident that hurt Dani and dan and jazz is in college.

Tim has no idea where he is when he wakes up. Vlad is away on a work trip and because Danny wanted some space(not that Tim knows). Vlad left a note saying that Danny needs to remember to take his vitamins or pills(frostbite given) and the date he will be back.

Tim goes through Danny's phone and finds out 3 things. One the body Tim’s in is pregnant(close). Two his name is Danny and Three there is another kid. That would be when the baby monitor would go off.

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Booster gold - So many questions I have no idea where to start.

Booster Gold and Blue Beetle bit off a little bit more than they could chew. Now they're stranded in a frozen tundra in a different dimension.

They'd been fighting who they thought had just been a regular, run of the mill minor villain.

Then the man had used magic.

Now, Booster Gold (Michael Carter) and Blue Beetle (Ted Kord) are lost in a vast, frozen wilderness, and Ted is injured. Michael is...kind of losing it.

The sky is green, some of what looks like doors can be seen in it, and the only signs of life they've seen are Yetis, of all beings.

Then, as they're hiding from the Yetis again, a teenage boy appears out of nowhere in front of them. He's dressed like a hero, with white hair, and Booster feels a moment of relief until he realizes he doesn't recognize the boy.

This isn't a sidekick one of the others sent in after him.

"Um, I don't think you're supposed to be here," the kid says after an awkward pause.

"I mean. We would leave if we could?" Michael says, somehow feeling like he's the one intruding now. "I don't even know where we are."

"Uh...Okay, so don't freak out, you have to promise you won't freak out."

He really doesn't like the sound of that.

"I promise nothing."

"But can you at least pretend-"

"Kid."

The teenager nervously fiddles with the hem of one of his gloves.

"Technically, I suppose, by pure definition, you could call this the Realm of the Dead, or the Infinite Realms."

Michael feels his shoulders sink as they lose tension. That wasn't nearly as bad as he'd thought it would be.

"Okay, but if Blue Beetle is injured like this, then he's not dead. I don't think I am," he paused and let the kid shake his head in confirmation, "So how do we get out?"

"Well the portal is uh, locked down right now. That means the only way out is with Wulf...so we'll need to do a minor Prison Break."

"I'm sorry, what?" Ted slurs.

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Prompt

The Justice League hears about a hero in Illinois. When they go to investigate, they find what looks like a 14 year old kid fighting ghosts. They are about to approach when Batman and Constatine both find evidence of the hero from thousands of years ago. The hero is doing fine on his own and hasn't approached any of them so they decide to leave this ancient hero to himself.

When they hear of the Eco control acts they quickly destroy them, bringing up the multiple hero's in the League and outside the League. This is small news compared to the meta human protection acts and gets little coverage.

The GIW doesn't bring it up to the people in Amity that they are protected.

Danny doesn't know that the League thinks he is ancient and not his actual age.

After Pariah Dark Danny storms the Watchtower practically in tears asking why they won't help him.

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I can see it now. Clark finds out he is cloned not by any nefarious plans but cause Lois is investigating why Luther is not being so evil. And why all the childcare in metropolis have blacklisted Lex Luther.

She finds out Luther actually has a kid. The kid has powers. And that the kid looks a lot like her husband.

Superman pays Lex and Kon a visit. Gets slapped by a protective Danny when he tries to "rescue" Kon. He gets a lecture about making the toddler cry.

Nanny Danny

“That is a whole ass baby,” was the only thought running through Lex Luthor’s head when the scientist proudly showed him the tube containing Project KR. It was not remotely the sort of thing he would normally think and most definitely not what he had expected to be thinking the first time he saw the clone.

He’d been pleased when he’d read the reports indicating the success of KR after years of failures. Lex had poured millions of dollars and literally his own blood into ensuring a clone of the alien could be made, one that would be under his total control instead of the unknown aspirations of Superman.  He’d wanted to see the fruits of his labors personally but this…

It. No, not an it. He scrunched his tiny face and smacked his lips and…did he smirk? Was that HIS SMIRK on that baby’s face?! No. No. Babies this small didn’t smile or smirk. They passed gas and their sleep deprived and addled parents mistook it for an intelligent response. He’d heard enough inane conversations in the Lexcorp office about the various progeny of his employees to pick up on that but still. This child had Kryptonian DNA, not to mention his own contribution. Surely, he was far more advanced than the dribbling potato shaped lump of an infant whose pictures he’d been forced to smile and nod over when Mark from accounting had rudely shoved them in his face at the last quarterly budget meeting. Yes, that was definitely a smirk. His, that was his smirk.

“So as you can see its growth is well within expected parameters and we’re planning to start phase one of accelerating the maturation process tomorrow once the testing is do-”

“Take him out.”

“Sir? The testing can all be accomplished while it remains in the tube. There’s no need to-”

“I said, take him out. The project is cancelled.”

“What?! Mr. Luthor you can’t!”

“I think you’ll find I can. Now get me my son.”

*****

Two years later

“Call them again”

“Sir, I’ve called them seven times. They won’t answer.”

“Then call another agency!”

“There isn’t another agency, Sir”

Lex glared at his assistant who stared back at him impassively. Mercy stood by the door staring off into the distance and pretending she didn’t notice him being bested by his own secretary.

He stopped himself from shouting again and took a deep breath before asking, “Then what, exactly, do you propose I do Mrs. Anderson? Adjust my entire schedule around naptimes? Find a toddler size lab coat and safety goggles and bring my son with me to tour the new clean energy project on Thursday? Perhaps buy a tiny business suit while I’m at it for the next board meeting?”

“I’m not suggesting anything of the sort, Mr. Luthor. I’m telling you that no childcare agency in Metropolis will return my calls anymore. Most won’t even answer.  You’ve gone through 27 nannies in the last 3 months. You need someone better suited to your son’s…special needs.”

Lex snorted. “Special needs might be a bit of understatement. He can lift a car over his head and his favorite word right now is No.”

He sighed and rubbed his forehead. “Thank you for…clarifying the situation, Marjorie. If there’s nothing else, you can leave.”

His secretary didn’t move. She looked at him like she was waiting for something and now that he was paying attention, he saw she was holding a file.  “Did you have a suggestion?”

Looking pleased with herself she responded, “Actually, yes, I did.”

“Well?”

She set the file on his desk and flipped it open. He looked down at the first page and raised an eyebrow, “What am I looking at here?”

“This,” she responded pulling out the top set of papers and spreading them out, “is the employee file and background check for Daniel J. Fenton, an intern that started in our engineering department about 4 months ago. He has one sibling, two parents and several close friends he regularly meets with. His current supervisor has nothing but good things to say about him and reports he gets along well with all his coworkers.”

She set out the next set of papers, neatly arranging them on the desk to be easily seen. “These are newspaper articles and screenshots of social media posts regarding a small town vigilante locally known as Phantom. The same small town, Mr. Fenton is from coincidentally. Also coincidentally, Phantom made his first appearance only a few weeks after Mr. Fenton was involved in a minor accident in his parent’s home laboratory when he was 14, the medical records for the incident are included.”

“Hmm,” Lex said observing several photos of Phantom and a younger Fenton arranged in order of similar poses and facial expressions and printed out side by side.

“Finally,” she said handing him the last set of papers directly, “this would be a report from the lab Mr. Fenton works in from an incident that happened yesterday. A test with a new protype went wrong and started a fire. Everyone evacuated per protocol when the alarms went off but one of the other interns was working on a programming issue off to the side of the lab while wearing headphones and didn’t hear the alarm or notice the fire. Mr. Fenton noticed his absence and returned to the lab to get him out.” She stopped talking and let him look at the last several pages in the file, a series of photographs of the lab.

“Is this ice?”

“Yes, it is. It’s several inches thick and covers half of the lab. It completely put out the fire leaving minimal damage.”

“This machine was moved?”

“It was. It was very close to the flames and would have required replacement if exposed to extreme heat or cold. That particular piece of equipment also weighs several thousand pounds and was bolted to the floor.”

Lex read through everything in detail then clasped his hands under his chin and stared at the photo of Daniel Fenton for several moments before turning back to his waiting secretary.

“Have HR send Mr. Fenton up. I’d like to offer him a promotion.”

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Please someone write this or give me information on an already writen fic

Role swap au where Zuko was the Avatar who got frozen for a hundred years, so when he’s rescued from the ice instead of a goofy twelve year old Katara catches this mysterious teenager with long hair and a cool scar and a fucking DRAGON

Katara: BOY???? HOT BOY?????? HOT TEENAGE BOY?????????

Zuko: *speaks*

Katara: nevermind I hate him

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Danny goes to Gotham, not because of ecto energies, a city ghost, or anything of the sort.

He goes to Gotham because the United States recently declared it no longer apart of the country.

Danny goes to Gotham during No Man’s Land, a time where all of Gotham was controlled by different gangs and crime was rampant, all to escape the GIW as they had no legal right to step foot into Gotham

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So this is amazing I love it. Brain ring this back to OP at decent hours when they have the time and spoons to write it please.

Me: I'm tired

My brain at 2 am:

Bruce adopts recently orphaned Danny.

Overdone. Overused. Still beloved.

Danny adopts recently orphanded Bruce.

Bruce's right to his wealth and title in question due to his parents not updating their wills. Instead, forgetting they put Danny as beneficiary years before Bruce was born. Danny, being Thomas' distant cousin that he loved like a brother. They grew up apart in Adult Hood, which why Thomas forgot.

Now Danny has to raise a traumatized little boy while everyone around them - including Alfred - thinks he will scam Bruce of his inheritance.

Glorious. The potential. The struggle. The slight attraction between overprotective Butler and New Master of the house.

Me: Please let me rest.