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A DC X DP IDEA # 35
Who will he be tonight? that’s the question.
Imagine dis…
It's been a while since I last posted here and even though I am late on the trend the song would not leave my head ( due to my gremlin of siblings) and you are now here to suffer with me.
MWAHAHAHAHA
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Bruce was stressed, not because of his nightly duties nor his exhausting job as the CEO of Wayne enterprise. He got his license to foster children by the skin of his teeth through legal channels, he was so close as to use his privileges as the richest man in Gotham to get his license also to be able to foster Richard “Dick” Grayson.
Apparently despite his playboy persona aka “Brucie Wayne” just entering its social debut almost made him almost impossible to foster Dick as the social worker that had been assigned to him is also one of the few social workers in Gotham that takes their job seriously.
Bruce knew that his budding playboy persona, the carefree “BRUCIE Wayne” should be buried, he could replace this mask of his with his philanthropist self but he couldn’t just immediately change it would and will raise whispers on why, but what could be the reason?
Just as he continued scheming a knock broke his train of thoughts and entered Danny Nightgale, the calm and efficient secretary who had worked before with Lucius Fox ever since he had been hired. Danny, from Bruce’s file on him, son of two leading ecto-biologists in the world, a quiet kid who grew up in a city from nowhere, had a bad accident that left him with a slow heartbeat, discovered that one of the last two purple back gorilla is female and thus avoiding total extinction. Doesn’t have much media presence due to their hometown being the home of the former ghost hero Phantom who had vanished the moment that the anti-ecto acts had been re-appealed…
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Bruce approached Danny with a pitch and handed him a nicely drafted contract. The agreement was straightforward: pretend to be Bruce's adoring partner in public. It was the only way to change the public's opinion, to show the world a stable, dependable, responsible Bruce Wayne who was ready to be a foster and maybe a father.
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As years went by this arrangement had been beneficial to both parties.
Danny now saves more money, and despite having one of the highest salaries being paid all went to his rent to the nicer parts of Gotham. It had so many insurances as well security measures to ensure the tenants are safe, but the downside having most of his paycheck going to the rent itself. Now he has a permanent house that is large and free food that is made by the greatest cook that ever existed.
Bruce is less embarrassed about putting on a show for the public, he seems to take on the air-head mask whenever his supposed “lover” is around and near him, turning him into a bumbling mess whenever the “love of his life” is around him. He also secretly took great pleasure whenever those annoying journalists asked nonsense questions which he answered in his most obnoxious voice spiel away how world peace is attainable if all just gave their own Danny’s.
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Each generation of Batkids saw how Bruce had a crush on Danny yet kept fumbling himself and reminding himself that all of this was just part of the contract. Sure each kid knew of said contract that was made for Dick’s sake but said the reason for said contract wanted to rip that thing ages ago and into pieces the moment he wanted to call Danny Dad.
Though each child that resides in that manor noticed some inconsistency within Danny’s schedules, not only that they have just recently discovered that while Danny loves to chat there are still personal things that he hadn't delved into aside from the information that was already in his files. Of course, there is also his weird avoidance of the vigilante group of Gotham, especially Batman, despite being proven to the public both in and out of Gotham that Batman is trustworthy, Danny still held wariness to said vigilante.
You’d think that after years of exposure around the Wayne’s Danny would have already discovered the cave all on his own. But it seems that every time are inches away discovering their secret an emergency or urgent priority was flaring from the Wayne enterprise that only he was needed to solve the said problem.
After weeks of Tim’s continuous intake of a very worrying amount of pure caffeine, espresso shots, and 10 different brands of energy drinks they have finally connected the dots.
Danny is a secret FBI agent planted in Gotham to catch Batman and his group in the act of breaking the law and to disband the whole spiel about being a hero and vigilante. Sure the JL and the sudden rise of heroes and vigilantes that popped up around the world that are not government affiliated made those who sat at those red velvet chairs nervous as they don’t have any active say or word as to what crimes to focus on and so on. There are reasons why Amanda Waller is still in power and still allowed to roam free with funds after funds to continue her work despite being continuously caught by the JL.
Now it is up to them to change Danny’s mind and abandon his mission so that they can finally stop seeing Bruce act like that “Brucie” persona, that they thanked the gods had been immediately vetoed, towards Danny.
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Alfred sits down in one of the manor’s libraries with a cup of tea in one hand a book in another with another small pile on the side with a teapot ready to refill himself another cup.
He sighs at the drama that seems to unfold to his eyes only.
Ever since Master Danny had been integrated into this household he had found more free time than he could ever imagine. The young man would always find ways to outpace Alfred when it comes to housework to the point it had become their little game to this day. As much as he supports his ward/son, Master Bruce needs to gather all emotional intelligence he has left and confess to Master Danny.
But that wasn’t the live soap opera that it seemed to unravel.
His grandkids are set and believe that Master Danny is a secret agent who is here due to a mission related to the vigilante group stationed in Gotham.
Alfred adores all of them, he did but sometimes he wonders if the title World’s Greatest Detective is to be added to his arsenal of titles.
Alfred knew that Master Danny wasn’t just an ordinary secretary but he was also the Ghost King of the Infinite Realms, how did he know of this?
He simply walked in on Danny changing from his human self to that otherworldly creature that looked too regal to be a normal being, and so clues that were the littlest of things that he had always chalked up to the angle of the light seemed to begin clicking in place.
Alfred was a bit miffed when he learned that Master Danny might have been cheating when it came to their little bouts of cleaning the manor but he now stayed quiet as Master Danny still didn’t know of the quote “furry brigade” unquote are the Wayne’s, and based on Master Danny’s past rants he will have his little laugh when the truth comes out, but until then he will drink his tea in peace as the drama in Wayne manor seems to unfold.
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PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.
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Danny was tired, like 'I feel it in my bones and soul' tired. And he didn't want sleep at home because there's only so many nights, he could spend lying awake making sure his heart was beating in case his parents checked on him.
Currently he was flying aimlessly not really taking in his surroundings, but he could neither sleep while flying or fly forever. Normally he'd sleep over at Sam or Tucker's, but the Mansons had made it clear that he wasn't welcome at their house anymore and Tucker was grounded. Both would sneak him in if he asked, but he didn't want them to get in trouble for him. Which leads him to decide between his two choices, sleeping in a graveyard, or sleeping in a forest.
The graveyard was a little crowded with all the ghosts that called it home but he could probably find a quiet spot to sleep. The forest had a great view of the stars but was filled with traps from both his parents and the GIW after tracking his ecto-signature. Both options weren't appealing, but he wasn't about to chance sleeping on the roof of his house again. There were too many ghost detecting guns attached to it now. Danny sighed, graveyard it was, at least the ecto from all the shades/ghosts would hide him well enough. Decision made, now all he had to do was make his way over there. But first, where the heck was he? Danny looked around at the unfamiliar grey sky and gargoyles littered around and realized he had no clue where he was. He must have flown too far away from Amity without noticing...Again. It was really becoming a bad habit. Danny stared down at the city's inhabitants that were going home or heading to nightshifts or whatever and dreaded the long flight back to his town. And maybe it was ghost instinct, or maybe it was just his exhaustion. But his brain suggested 'What if I just possess someone?' And to him that seemed like a perfectly logical train of thought. He wouldn't control their body or anything, just sleep in their skin...That did not make it sound better at all. Before he could think twice, someone left a general store, arms filled with stuff and somehow projecting an aura of safety. The two thoughts of 'They look comfy' and 'screw it' clashed together in his head as he made the very stupid decision of performing a swan drive right into the someone. "WHAT THE-" "Don't worry, I'll be gone by morning I just need to sleep" Danny cut off the persons freakout-he should really get their name at some point- he would have explained more but the sleep gods had already done their job. This left one very confused, scared, and freaked out Batkid.
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The Good Night(Wing) Master Post
Mostly just for me to keep the bits a bobs together before I post the final thing in the reblogs of the original post
OG Post Here
Chapter 3
The Nightmare
Part 1
The Aftermath
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Good Night(Wing) Chapter 3 part 1 (the Nightmare) part 1
I'm just gonna post the little bits I finish writing so I don't lose motivation before I finish, cause this is getting bigger than anticipated and taking longer than I wanted to finish writing.
The warm feeling of contentment flowed through his veins, The purring in his chest growing, as the echoes of their siblings, I haven’t seen Jazz in months, laughter filled though his ears. The knowledge that his family was safe and sound in his apartment, Jazz is in college, Ellie and Dan are with CW, Sam and Tucker are with their families, that they knew they where safe and that he’d keep them that way and they’d do the same had him smiling as he let the darkness surround him in the joy-love-safe-warm-protected-happy- he felt from them.
Cold crisp air twirled through hair, carrying the delicate tones of children’s laughter and giggles, the deep baritones of adults chattering and a deep sense of being surrounded by joy. Through the trees lights flashed and sparkled, over top a fairs wheel spun slow. Feeling content and with a smile on his face, he moved towards the smell of buttered popcorn and cotton candy, mixed with the smell of animals outdoors. Walking closer through the trees, blue flyers of some sort danced in the wind, ‘Grayson’ being the only word he caught.
Anticipation curled around him and with a pep in his step he rushed towards the sound of fun and joy, of home, whose home, not my home, never more than a nightmare, almost running into circus goers. Laughter bubbled up and head on a swivel he looked for an old friend. Rushing past clowns, a shudder ran through them, blowing balloon animals he kept an ear out and heard her. A bellowing a triumphant bellow of an elephant from his left, changing direction and almost tripping over his own feet he rushed over.
Tears caught on eyelashes and his cheeks hurt from the beaming smile on his face as he pulled up in front of Zitka, How do I know her name, and he laughed as she reached for them with her trunk.
“Hey girl, I know it’s been a while,” He leaned into the hug, hiding his face against hers as the tears finally broke free, “but are you excited for the show tonight?" No please no, He pulled back and she gave an agreeing hum, before nudging them with her trunk towards the sound of two people chatting behind him. Mom, Dad. A picture of a small figure in a teal suit standing next to a towering behemoth in orange both holding weapons, and an all-encompassing feeling of dread and fear ran through them.
Turning around he sees two adults in matching green and yellow leotards laughing and smiling. The woman had dark brown curly hair hanging around mid-back, her warm brown eyes crinkling up in the corners as she turned towards him. The man’s cobalt blue lit up with sparkles and he crouched down with open arms as he saw him. Not wasting another second, he rushed and jumped into his arms laughing through his tears.
Warm arms circled around him settling on his back and pulling him into a warm chest, falling up and down with every breath his father, not my dad, took and the laughter turned to sobs as the tears kept coming. Burying their face in their dad’s, Not My Dad, shirt they heard their mom, not my mom, who are you, Who Are You, kneel next to them her hand rubbing slow circles on their back.
“Oh, my little Robin, what’s wrong dear?” Pulling his head away from his fathers’ chest, he turned to face his mother, wrong, Wrong, WRONG, and wiped away his tears.
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So yeah, still working on this. didn't even get into when freakshow shows up or the nightmare really starts, but I'm getting there, really sorry for the long wait.
This is part of a prompt by @azulhood
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I'm trying to find a fic. Dick Grayson and Danny know each other because dick got thrown into the infinity realms by some wizard, but the main focus us danny reuniting with dick and they take down the giw and Danny made dick an ice scythe and I can't find it. It's super short too, only a couple chapters long, and I've been looking for 4 hours already.
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My favorite DPxDC posts on tumblr (as I find them)
Eco-Ecto-Scientist Danny (I recommend going through all the reblogs of this one, they go in all sorts of beautiful directions, but you will get sucked in for a good two hours)
Danny and Sam are Thomas and Martha reincarnated
Dead on Main singer!Danny au song
Crime Lord Danny
Everlasting Insomniacs - Tim goes to Arkham
Danny and Danielle hostages in Gotham with moving walls
Tucker is a Streamer Danny is his cryptid roommate
Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 1
Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 2
Team Phantom knocks out Nightwing
Son of Themyscira: Danny's Grave
Danny works at a diner front
Team Phantom is Young Justice Dark
Batman buys Constantine's soul
Constantine's Interns
CADMUS Danny and Match
Danny is a training villain art
Danny's Bowery Daycare (with fic link)
VVV These two start with the same prompt but go in wildly different directions. VVV
Escalation au
Instincts au
Thermos/Urn Misunderstandings
Drink mix-up and Weston family curse
That's all I can find for now, my eyes are burning and I've been at this for 3.5 hours.
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So this is just the outline that I have and I am planning on actually writing it at some point, but I figured it's better to have it in the void instead off rotting in my brain.
Starts with Dick having a dream about his parents at the circus (have some of Danny’s feelings of confusion and panic about being in the circus)
Slowly turns into when Danny was mind controlled by Freakshow (Have Dick’s feelings of foreboding and confusion because, I don’t remember these people and why am I/Danny/ freaking out)
Dick/Danny Are mind controlled and Sam is on the tightrope while Dicks parents are doing their routine, Danny/Dick Slice the Rope and Dicks Parents and Sam Fall and Dick/Danny both panic (Dick mad at Danny thinking for a sec that he’s a bad guy and a murderer)
Danny and Dick are now both separate, Dick watches his parents fall and see’s Danny and Sams shadows as Danny Catches her.
Dick looks up just in time to see Danny and Sam crying and Danny apologizing when the sound of blasters charging up from down below catches his attention
The bodies of Dick’s parents have turned into Jack and Maddie Fenton with their blasters trained on Danny and Sam, their both shouting about how “He’s a monster, and they’ll rip him apart molecule by molecule” and open fire
Danny still has Sam in his arms, so he turns his back on his parents and see’s dick behind him on the platform and rushes over trying to hand Sam to him begging Dick to protect her while Danny’s getting shot
Danny gets hit really bad before he reaches the platform and has a big hole in his chest and side and both Danny and Dick feel the horrible burns and so they both scream in pain
Danny starts to fall with Sam still in his arms so he curls around her as much as he can trying to protect her both from the impact and the blaster fire, while Dick is trying to reach for the both of them like he did with his parents all over again
Danny ends up landing surrounded by his parents and the GIW and they’re about to open fire so he just curls up tighter around Sam and Dick is trying to get to them as fast as he can
The dream ends when Dick finally gets to the floor and the Sound of multiple blasters go off, screaming and the smell of burnt flesh
Dick jolts awake feeling phantom burns from the blasters and his throat hurts, and he realizes he’s screaming, only it isn’t him it’s Danny’s voice.
All of Dicks siblings are surrounding his with various looks on their faces
Cass, Duke are concerned (Cass can read body language and can tell when its Dick expressing or Danny, While Duke can see Danny’s spirit floating around Dick’s heart and can see the Danny experiencing the nightmare in real time)
Steph and Jason look murderous (Danny begged his parents to stop, that he’s still their kid, and tried to at least bargain for Sam to leave before they opened fire on him at least, out loud through Dick)
Tim and Damian look contemplative (Danny is about 2 years younger than Damian at this point in time, still 14/15 but Damian is 16/17 here, and when Danny’s voice slips through they can hear that he’s really young, So while Tim is still weary he’s not as suspicious has he was at the start of this, and Damian has grown a lot as a person and feels very protective of a kid who’s obviously been in an abusive situation like he was.)
Dick was sleep talking and Danny talking through him so lots of things where said.
Dick is crying and Danny is still in the nightmare begging his parents to stop, “he’s still their son” and “please don’t cut me open”
Dick then feeling the start of something sharp cut though his arm, and the bruises of someone struggling with bindings on their wrist, and rushes to the bathroom to throw up, he ends up blacking out and is back in the nightmare
He sees the Fenton basement from Danny’s point of view, his parents standing above him cutting him open, his chest pried open to the side, green ecto-blood everywhere, while his parents are using the gardening shears to try and cut his ribs out.
Men in White are standing along the back with clipboards and are commenting on “how impressive this thing was, with how well it desived the Dr’s Fenton for so long” or something along those lines, basically boiling down to Danny was never their kid just a bunch of ectoplasm pretending (usual ghost’s have no feelings are just monsters rhetoric) and the Fenton’s agree
Dick’s siblings are trying to wake them up, so you see some of their diolouge slip through the dream
The dream finally ends when the pain gets so bad that Danny starts to transform back into being human and the green Ecto-blood ends up turning brown then red with Danny and Dick screaming because the pain increases tenfold, and the shock from the pain escalating and the pure panic from Danny has them jolting into wakefulness.
Dicks siblings descend upon him asking if he’s okay, and the phantom pain from the burns and the vivisection is too much he ends up throwing up again.
Danny is still possessing Dick and is having a panic attack in the corner repeating “He’s their son” and “I’m sorry, I’m sorry I’m a monster” and Dick and Duke can hear him. (Duke can see Danny in his corner crying, curled up around Dick’s heart like a teddy bear he’s trying to protect.)
Duke gets the siblings to quite down so Dick can focus, and Dick tries to calm Danny down
{Somehow someway Dick manages to convince Danny he’s safe and Danny ends up unpossessing Dick,} and Dick and Danny have a heart completely ignoring Dicks Siblings {might get rid of}
Danny is the crowned prince of the infinity realms, not that he knows that, and is 2 years younger than Damian.
Light interrogation starts about why Dick was crying and about the things he/Danny was saying things about:
Freakshow
His Parents/The Fenton’s
The GIW
Vlad
Danny starts flagging hard during the talk and it was agreed upon that the smartest course of action would be to have Danny repossess Dick so he could take a safe nap, (Danny can’t leave without someone noticing, and he’s away from his hellhole, and Dick and Duke can keep an eye on him in case of another nightmare)
While Danny takes his nap the batfam, minus Bruce, starts planning on what to do to help
A team to start looking into the GIW
A team to start looking into the Fenton’s
A team to talk to the JLD to get accurate info on the Infinity Realms
A Team to stay with Dick and Danny to keep Danny from freaking to bad if he wakes up from a nightmare
After his nap Danny is more conscious of his surroundings and sees Jason for the first time and starts fanboying so hard. (Red Hood is a hero in the infinite realms, he’s so stoked to be in his presence can he have an autograph, ect, ect.)
Eventually Bruce gets pulled into the know on what’s happening, probably because they need to talk to JLD
I’m not sure if I want Dad!Bruce or if I want Dad!Dick. Probably Dad!Dick cause then he’d also be GrandPa!Dick once Ellie and Dan get introduced.
Sorry if it doesn't make complete sense, I just tried to get the ideas onto paper as fast as I could before they ran away. Also I love the Title "Good Night(Wing)"
Danny was tired, like 'I feel it in my bones and soul' tired. And he didn't want sleep at home because there's only so many nights, he could spend lying awake making sure his heart was beating in case his parents checked on him.
Currently he was flying aimlessly not really taking in his surroundings, but he could neither sleep while flying or fly forever. Normally he'd sleep over at Sam or Tucker's, but the Mansons had made it clear that he wasn't welcome at their house anymore and Tucker was grounded. Both would sneak him in if he asked, but he didn't want them to get in trouble for him. Which leads him to decide between his two choices, sleeping in a graveyard, or sleeping in a forest.
The graveyard was a little crowded with all the ghosts that called it home but he could probably find a quiet spot to sleep. The forest had a great view of the stars but was filled with traps from both his parents and the GIW after tracking his ecto-signature. Both options weren't appealing, but he wasn't about to chance sleeping on the roof of his house again. There were too many ghost detecting guns attached to it now. Danny sighed, graveyard it was, at least the ecto from all the shades/ghosts would hide him well enough. Decision made, now all he had to do was make his way over there. But first, where the heck was he? Danny looked around at the unfamiliar grey sky and gargoyles littered around and realized he had no clue where he was. He must have flown too far away from Amity without noticing...Again. It was really becoming a bad habit. Danny stared down at the city's inhabitants that were going home or heading to nightshifts or whatever and dreaded the long flight back to his town. And maybe it was ghost instinct, or maybe it was just his exhaustion. But his brain suggested 'What if I just possess someone?' And to him that seemed like a perfectly logical train of thought. He wouldn't control their body or anything, just sleep in their skin...That did not make it sound better at all. Before he could think twice, someone left a general store, arms filled with stuff and somehow projecting an aura of safety. The two thoughts of 'They look comfy' and 'screw it' clashed together in his head as he made the very stupid decision of performing a swan drive right into the someone. "WHAT THE-" "Don't worry, I'll be gone by morning I just need to sleep" Danny cut off the persons freakout-he should really get their name at some point- he would have explained more but the sleep gods had already done their job. This left one very confused, scared, and freaked out Batkid.
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You know what's fascinating, Endless Ocean Luminous came out at the start of MerMay. And I don't know if that was just coincidence of someone on the team new what they were doing but I'm impressed.
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4 hours of work, and it isn't even what I wanted to draw in the first place wth.
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