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Death of the Father, Death of the Son
Part 2
part 1 is here and the og prompt can be found here again thanks for the prompt @mynameisjag as you can see I am not done with it yet
The aftermath of the gala was an absolute disaster in Jazzâs humble opinion.
At first she didnât know what to thinkâŚÂ
When they wheeled out the body bag that supposedly had Vladâs corpse in it, it just didnât feel real.
Everything became a lot more real when her mom got back from her trip to the forensic lab, It really was Vlad. The GCPD went through this whole identification of the body process, everyone was already pretty damn sure for obvious reasons but they had to follow protocol. Elaborate time wasting in Jazzâs humble opinion.
Jazz stares at her phone while sitting in the overly expensive fancy hotel room fauteuil. All of a sudden she no longer really minded that Vlad had given them all their own private hotel room, the girl wasnât stupid⌠She knew he did it in the hopes that her mom would magically change her mind about him and this way she wouldnât get in the way. Interrupt them. Whatever.
But now it just gives her privacy and room to think. And think she does, thinking is all she seems able to do now.
This whole mess is just great rep for Gotham⌠âout of town millionaire gets assassinated on their first night in the city. zero hesitationâ
People are mass sharing all the leaked dirt on Vlad on social media with the hashtag #Welcome to Gotham.
At the very least any potential harassment towards her or her mom was nipped in the bud once it became widespread that Vlad had actually hired some guy to kill her dad.
AncientsâŚ
He hired a mercenary, some assassin, to kill her dad. Jazz vividly remembers when Danny would vent about the things Plasmius would threaten him with. but she always figured he did it to rile her brother up.Â
For some reason she could believe the whole making her brother his son thing, just like she got the marrying her mom thing. And yet she never thought he would actually follow through on the murdering her dad thing.
âŚAnd what does this mean for Danny?
her phone is still blowing up but the only people she actually responds to are Sam and Tucker. Sam is mostly worried, asking how they are holding up and if she needs to come over and kick some corrupt police butt, or overly pushy paparazzi butt, or just nosy people in general butt. The offer is sweet but Jazz already saw how her mom verbally tore the rumour about a âbattered wife/gold diggerâ situation apart with facts and logic, so sheâs not worried.
Jazz supposes thatâs a good thing that somehow came out of all this⌠her mom got some of her spark back.Â
Meanwhile Tucker is all in the GCPD systems and sharing the results of the police investigation with the rest of the team.
because of that Jazz knows that the Bats have already shown up to do their own brand of investigating, and also that the police donât know shit.
It figures⌠The police also didnât know shit when her dad was murdered and Danny got kidnapped. And they were all too happy to accept the fake dead Danny that got found in the forest, welp, kid found, heâs dead, case closed.
useless.
Itâs been several days now and itâll probably take another week or so before something concrete gets brought to the public.
Jazz thought she might get a vigilante visit at some point but they havenât shown up yet. At least not to ask her anything⌠who knows maybe they have already spoken with her mom and she simply decided not to tell her as to not distress her or something, that would make sense.
ââ§ď˝Ľďž: *â§ď˝Ľďž:*---*:シďžďż˝ďż˝ďż˝*:シďžâ§â
Itâs late in the evening now but she checked up on her mom earlier that day, she had been furiously going through all the things Vlad had gifted her and tossing them in a tiny and overly full garbage can.
âJazzikins, once this whole thing is over we should head straight to his Wisconsin estate and burn it to the groundâ Jazz can already see the fire burning in her momâs eye, sheâs completely serious.
âthat will probably be extremely suspicious and get us in a lot of trouble momâ It would be very cathartic though, she will admit that.
Jazz had sat down and watched her mom go about her business, exorcizing Vlad from her life perhaps.
Eventually her mom sighed and asked, âhow long do we still have to stay in this awful place?â
"We have to be available for the GCPD because they are still doing their investigation. They will most likely still have some questions, and i want to make sure there will be no misunderstandings with the notary later as well"
"That's my smart girl" Maddie pinches Jazz's cheek, "what do they still even have to investigate... though, perhaps it would be a good thing if they found his killer, that way I might be able to thank them myself"
Jazz winces, "Mom..."
"You're too sweet jazzy, you got that from your father" Maddie gives Jazz a kiss on the forehead before she goes back to what she was doing before.
Internally Jazz disagrees with her, she doesn't feel bad for Vlad at all, she's just looking at the bigger picture because she has info nobody else does.
Whoever killed Vlad was prepared to kill a halfa... and the implications of that fact terrify her and give her hope at the same time.
Danny is still out there somewhere, but he's most likely being exploited in some way.
ââ§ď˝Ľďž: *â§ď˝Ľďž:*---*:シďžâ§*:シďžâ§â
And here she is, still staring at her phone, refreshing the feed and gradually feeling more worse as she skims the headlines.
the psychiatrist in her is telling her sheâs doom scrolling and itâs unhealthy, what is she even looking for here? If the authorities identify the killer, will they even tell her? Tell her mom? they probably would to âaid with the grieving processâ. but that tends to only happen when they have actually caught the killer.
And who knows when that will happen.
This is pointless anyway, if something useful gets found out Tucker will most likely be the first to know out of all of them.
Jazz refreshes the feed again.
nobody seems to think a Gotham rogue did it, they would have made it a spectacle.Â
No, all the theories seem to think it was most likely the work of underground crime syndicates, or Vlad pissed someone off in some other country while doing business, and Gotham was simply the easiest place to get him killed, even though now the Bats are on the case. or, orâŚ
She groans, gets up and makes herself some tea when she hears it. Sheâs turned around with the Fenton Anti-Creep stick raised and ready before she really knows what sheâs doing and she sees two figures emerge from the shadows. Big and small. Batman and Robin.
Robin pointedly looks at the creep stick, batman disregards it entirely, "we would like to ask some questions"
Jazz looks at batman and then at Robin and then just sighs, grabs her tea, accepts that this is happening, sits down with the stick ready to go at any time and says, "go ahead"
Robin takes a strategic spot closer to the window, perched on the back of the gaudy couch for some reason and Batman gets closer perhaps to loom over her more? But he also sticks to the shadows, perhaps to make her feel a bit less intimidated with the distance? She decides to just stop thinking about it from that point on.
Batman goes over the statements Jazz already gave to the police, she mostly focuses on her drink while she elaborates on some of the things she said, but eventuallyâŚ
âMost people seem to think this was an act of revenge but when the police asked you what you think the reason is why Masters got murdered you simply stated you donât know, judging by the footage of the interrogation you were agitatedâ
Jazz frowns, âit had been a long day, at the time I wanted it to be over withâ
âThese statements are vital, especially from close acquaintancesâ
Her jaw tightens, âso you would like me to give a proper answer now?â
Batman stays quiet,
âThe revenge part is obvious, but I just donât think thatâs all there is to it. I think someone wanted shut him upâ
âand why would you think that?â
Jazz thinks very carefully and makes a decision.
âVlad was not an easy man to killâŚâ she trails off, still thinking about how sheâs going to explain this one properly, without revealing everything.
Batman stays quiet again, Robin however pipes up, âBecause heâs rich?âÂ
She had basically forgotten he was there and there is a moment where she just blinks at him still perched on the back of the couch, âWell, as I am sure you both have seen by now he was more than capable of paying his problems to go away, but no, thatâs not what I meantâ
âhrn, go onâ
Jazz swirls what little tea she has left and kind of wishes it was actually some kind of alcohol⌠even though sheâs too young for that, and then she goes on, âVlad was not human, not fully anyway, I donât⌠know⌠exactly what his other half was-â
 A lie, but Batman decides to leave it be for now, no need to interrupt the young lady here, if he were to point it out she might clam up and stop talking entirely.Â
"-He had gifts, one of them is intangibility, another invisibility"
They are aware that something is very different about Vladimir Masters. That much became clear when they activated the scanners they got in the forensic lab and took a good look at the corpse themselves. Those results confirmed some of the claims and accusations that everyone saw during the gala.
And it seems those close to the man knew of it as well.
Jazz goes on,
"Whoever attacked him must have been prepared for that... and considering there are only four people who know about it at all, that is⌠before⌠you know," she trails off.
"Only four" Robin mutters.Â
Batman glances at the boy before asking, "Who knew?"
"Uh, me. Uhm two friends of mine who are currently back in Amity Park... and my brother, Danny"
"Tt, So that's three"
"Robin-"Â
"My brother is not dead!" Jazz slams her hands on the table, "The monster who killed my father kidnapped him, and now they are using him! The body that was found in the woods is a fake, planted by Vlad so my mom would stop looking and focus on him instead"
"Why would he-" Robin starts to ask while keeping a careful eye on the absolute vehemence coming from Jazz. One thing is very clear to both him and Batman though, Jazz believes what sheâs saying wholeheartedly.
"He was an idiot, and obsessed with my mom. That's a very long and frankly unimportant story, but the proof is all in Vlad's lab in the basement of his estate. I can proof the body that was found was fake, my brother is alive" she buries her head in her hands, suddenly all the anger seems to be replaced with sorrow,Â
"he's alive"
Robin shuffles uncomfortably side to side. He's gotten better at comforting distressed civilians but he's a little out of his depth right now. seeing as this is sorta his fault right now.
He looks over to his father to see what he'll do.
Batman just looks contemplative. Which isnât useful for the boy at all.
It's then that Nightwing speaks up through the communicators to them, "B, I'll go to Amity Park and investigate both the Fenton household where the attack happened and then check out her proof at Masters estate"
Batman really doesn't like the full picture that's being painted here.
"Miss Fenton,"
Jazz rubs her hands over her face before taking a deep calming breath and giving batman her full attention again, "yes?"
"If I understand this right, you're saying you think the same assassin who took your father's life has now targeted Mr. Masters."
"Yes"
Robin shakes his head, "most assassins have some code of honor. It would certainly be a bad look to go after a former client like that"
Jazz scoffs,"Well it's been several months now. I don't know if Vlad kept in contact with that monster and managed to piss them off after the fact, that too could all be on his computers in his lab"
Batman grunts and heads for the windows and Robin hops up to follow, "You'll hear from us miss Fenton"
She lets out a shaky breath when she's sure they have well and truly left. She figures she should update Sam and Tucker that she finally got a bat visit but the urge to refresh her social media and news feed doesn't come back.
With the supposed Worldâs Greatest Detective on the case sheâs certain actual progress will finally be made.
She just hopes itâs not too late.
#dpxdc#dcxdp#danny phantom#danny fenton#batman#jasmine fenton#madeline fenton#dc robin#bruce wayne#damian wayne#So... who is gonna tell Jazz that she indeed send the bats to go after Danny but now they are going AFTER Danny#I you get what I mean#MementoDannyAU#savwrites#danny is not the ghost king#dc stands for disregard canon#<<prev tags#Very cool#part 2
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jason "i wish i was outgoing like dick" todd and dick "if i perform for cameras jason wont have to" grayson is always going to have a place in my heart
#dick grayson#jason todd#jason todd and dick grayson#dick grayson and jason todd#is it canon?#what is canon#dcu#dc#dc comics#dc stands for disregard canon
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DC stands for Disregard Canon because I decided to write Tim and Damian getting along. I needed that.
#dc stands for disregard canon#tim drake#damian wayne#batman#batfam#dc robin#batfamily#ao3 fanfic#bruce wayne#ao3#dick grayson#jason todd#bisexual tim drake#bisexual#lgbtq#bernard dowd#batman wfa#wfa#damian al ghul#red robin#red hood#dick grayson fluff#duke thomas#tim drake deserves better#dc comics#dcu#batman family#batman comics#conner kent#dc
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write the fics you want to see in the world !!
anyway tim acting like bruceâs dad fic coming soon (as long as i finish it)
#tim drake#bruce wayne#batfamily#dc stands for disregard canon#parentified tim drake#tim (a 13 year old boy) saw bruce (a 40 something year old man) and thought âman im gonna parent tf out of this adult#he did not want to do that tho
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Canonically Tim isnât addicted to coffee but this fucked up energy drink called âzestiâ and I think it would taste disgusting, personally
Edit: OKAY! I now know it's not an energy drink!! I've obviously committed the biggest sin on the internet: not knowing a niche piece of information/lh
#peculiar art#Tim drake#cassandra cain#batfam#Batman#Red Robin#whatâs cass going by currently#batgirl#black bat#orphan#wayne family adventures#dc comics#dcu#Tim drake wayne#theyâre my blorbos#thank the dpxdc server for the idea#meme#meme redraw#silly#humor#funny#dc stands for disregard canon
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i personally like to think instead of Tim putting on a siren or something when he gave warning for the whole blowing up LOA buildings and stuff he played Blow by Kesha and figured theyâd get the hint (it worked surprisingly well). I just think itâs funnier if we let tim be extra cunty even when heâs literally having the worst time in his life :D
i also think itâd be hilarious if like a couple years down the road the batfam still has like no clue what tim did while he was on his bruce hunt. like whenever they ask he just gets a haunted look and says âyou donât wanna knowâ and calls it a day. but somehow(maybe raâs sent it to them for some power play type thing???) they get footage of this specific instance. and all of them are looking at tim in varying amounts of horror(except jason, because i also like to think heâs the only one who sees through timâs normal human mask and sees him as unhinged as he is) and tim has to be like âwell shucks guys i needed a little bit of humor in my life at the time idk what to tell youâ
#red robin#tim drake#unhinged tim drake#crack post#batfam#batfamily shitposts#this made me giggle#dc stands for disregard canon
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So uhh. . . I recently got access to a college library system again and for whatever reason (that reason is a ghost obsession. Or rather, an obsession with a particular half ghost), I thought to myself, "You should look up Danny Phantom and see if anyone has referenced it in a scholarly article." And apparently this exists:
Grant, Krista, âCanonâ and âFanonâ in the Danny Phantom/Detective Comics (Dc) Comics Crossover Fandom: Expanding Authorship and Authority in Transformative Fan Works. Available at SSRN: https://ssrn.com/abstract=4894061 or http://dx.doi.org/10.2139/ssrn.4894061
Abstract
In 2020, a new crossover fandom emerged, that of Danny Phantom x DC Comics (DPxDC), prompting thousands of fanfictions and participants. As neither media connected in their canons, how did this crossover fandom come to be? The content tags on these crossover fanfictions and on Tumblr posts collected JanâApril, 2024 were collected and analyzed in a mixed-methods discourse analysis approach with inductive coding for key words âcanonâ and âfanonâ. This is the first time for which a crossover fandom is being investigated in writing studies, and it is one of the first articles to explore fanfiction within writing studies, especially in a mixed methods study. Underpinning this research are grassroots activism, critical theory, and agential theories of resistance practices. I found that DPxDC fans consciously resist canon material, enacting agency through distributed and communal writing practices and claiming a kind of authorship and authority over works, offering a new way of understanding agency and distributed authorship in writing studies.
Keywords: distributed authorship, writing studies, fanfiction, canon, fanon
I haven't finished reading it all yet, but if you've been active in the DPxDC phandom for a few years, you might be cited. Just saying, I recognize a few familiar usernames already.
#danny phantom#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton#dc x dp#dcxdp#canon#fanon#canon vs fanon#dc stands for disregard canon
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Iâd like to think during the grieving period when Bruce got killed by Darkseid (pre-tim finding out heâs still alive), his kids would pile up on his bed and take whatever comfort they can get from his room.
#or just take comfort in each other#jason todd#tim drake#dick grayson#damian wayne#cassandra cain#batman#robin#dc stands for disregard canon#dcu#mahimahidraws
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Jeez Louise This is a Mess
Sleepy King (Nenna edition) Master Post
Apologies in advance, I'm not very familiar with John Constantine, trying to do anything from his perspective is definitely an unwise decision. I have chosen it anyway. He's almost definitely OOC.
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John watched the Fentons and the mayor just saunter through the brand new hole in the mayorâs wall like this was just a normal Friday for them. Considering how weird the town was as a whole, it probably was. And he meant that by the old meaning of the word and as literal as one could possibly interpret it. Heâd never been anywhere where the veil was so thin over such a large area, with ĂŚther so thick in the air of course it was affecting the locals. Probably had something to do with whoever or whatever had cloaked the whole town.
John turned to Tall Dark and Broody, âSo, what happened to all the bugs and trackers you put on them originally?â
Batsy frowned, âDannyâs are still in the Fenton residence, expected since he clearly changed his clothes. His parentsâ trackers and bugs all went offline not long after arriving home, the ones I placed inside the residence are malfunctioning.â
âAnd thatâs not the least bit suspicious?â John asked.
âItâs incredibly suspicious,â Batsy said with a completely straight face before turning and also walking right out the brand new hole. âI suggest you actually use the comm I gave you earlier, theyâre explaining the situation to Masters.â
Unfortunately Mr. Gargles Gravel for Breakfast had a point, John sighed and did put in the comm, though he knew it would be spotty with the use of magic to follow the group. Batsy and Wonder Woman could follow however they liked, John did not have the energy for that.
The comms were staticky, cutting in and out even without Johnâs abuse of the thin veil to quick step around town. Not surprising, the amount of pure death magic radiating off the two dead-alive people in that tank would be enough to mess with most electronics even if the veil werenât practically non-existent.
âSomehow this place feels cozy,â Boston commented as he followed John.
âYou would think so.â
The conversation on the comm was getting worse, the bugs were clearly slowly giving up the ghost. John only caught a few words here and there, and those were only because they were Ghost Speak, something that shouldnât be possible for flesh and blood mouths to speak. Itâs just bits and pieces, names and titles mostly, but if heâs understanding this rightâŚ
âHuh, that may change the situation a bit.â
âWhat are you going on about?â Boston asked.
âIt sounds like Pariah isnât the Ghost King anymore. But Batsyâs bugs are losing the war against ĂŚther, so when we get there youâre gonna need to go spy on them.â
âWill that work?â
âTry to keep out of sight, but even if you get caught the worst theyâll do is kick you out. Undead solidarity.â
Boston grumbled, but when John met back up with Batsy and Wonder Woman staring through a window right to where the group was talking, Boston did as he was asked and slipped right through the wall and inside. John cast a quick spell to spy through Boston.
Boston floated slowly into the room, seemingly becoming braver as the Fentons looked right past him without reacting. Unfortunately, he got a little too close to the one person in the room that could definitely see him. The kid jumped out of his seat in surprise.
âDon't sneak up on me like that!â The kid whined as he picked himself up off the floor. Then he froze, eyes glaring at Boston. âHow did you sneak up on me? You didn't activate my ghost sense at all.â
âOh, you can see me? And ghost sense?â
âYou don't know who I am?â
âUh⌠Daniel Fenton?â
âWell yes, but ghosts don't usually call me that.â
âThen what do they call you?â
âHow about you tell me your name first?â
âIâm Deadman.â
The kid burst into laughter. âAre you for real?â
âDanny, is it Youngblood?â The sister asked.
âHuh?â The kid looked to his older sister, then back to Boston. He gestured, âYou can't see him?â
The Fentons all shook their heads.
The creepy mayor came back into the room holding a cardboard box, knocking a thin layer of dust from the top. âHere it is!â He looked up and frowned. âWho are you, and why are you in my home?â
âIâm Deadman and Iâm uh⌠lost?â
âHe didn't set off my ghost sense,â the kid added. He turned back to Boston, âAre you even a ghost?â
Batman, whoâd spent the last few minutes getting into the perfect position while he waited for the most dramatic moment chose then to crash through the window. John started cursing as he rushed to climb in after the loon, already prepping a spell. The moment he had a clear line of sight he shot off the revelation spell at the kid.
It did⌠well not much.
Really about all it did was give the kid a couple extra accessories. He expected them, but he also expected it to somehow reveal the kidâs undead status too. Make him look all glowy and ghostly like he had when heâd first arrived last night, because John was pretty sure the kid hadnât been kidnapped after all. Or at least not how they originally assumed, he was pretty sure some spirits considered an unwilling summons a kidnapping.
Still, there the crown was. Just floating over the kidâs head, toxic green ĂŚther flames around it like a death energy aurora. And like any teenager the kid seemed completely oblivious, having to be told the crown was even there. Once he got a hand on it though he said something odd, âOkay, crown retrieved.â
John just tucked his hands in his pockets, waiting to see what they were doing. Why did they think they needed to find the crown?
âWe may have a problem,â The creepy mayor said as he pulled an identical crown from his cardboard box.
âWhat.â The kid looked back and forth between the crown in his hand and the one in the creeperâs. âWhy are there two?â
And, well, John agreed. Why the fuck were there two? He already started muttering an identification spell as the kid turned to him.
âWhat did you do?!â
âI didn't do anything,â John protested, âthat was purely an identification spell, it can't duplicate things!â
âWell clearly you did something wrong,â The kidâs mom said while glaring at the him.
Of course things got dicey after that, the kid and the creepy mayor got into a fight over the second crown, things turned into a right mess, and John was quite content to let them squabble among themselves. He moved to go stand next to Batsy and Wonder Woman, Boston with him, waiting to see how this went.
Of course the tussle then turned into fighting over the ring on the kidâs finger, still blaming John for just revealing the crown and ring the kid had apparently had this whole time.
âAlright, thatâs enough. Shut up!â John may have put a bit of intent into that, and it worked beautifully. The whole group stopped and stared at him, finally shutting up. The parents managed to get between the kid and the creeper, each one still with one of the crowns.
The crowns he now knew were both, somehow, legitimate.
John pointed at the kid, âJust call the crown, itâll listen.â
The kid gave him a disbelieving look. âOh sure, Iâll just,â he hunched forward a little bit, clapped his hands, and whistled like he was calling a dog, âhere Crowny, Crowny, Crowny.â
For a brief moment nothing happened, then the creeper mayor jerked forward as the crown yanked itself from his hand. It went to go join the other crown floating over the kidâs head, one of them grew wider so the other could nestle inside it, both spinning in place but in opposite directions.
Everyone was staring at the display.
âWhat uh⌠what are they doing?â The kid asked nervously.
âThey⌠like each other?â The sister asked skeptically.
âGreat, wonderful, fabulous, just what I need in my life.â The kid sighed and turned to glare at John. âWhat. Did. You. DO?!â
âI didnât do shit,â John replied, much to the parentsâ combined horror. âLooks like somehow theyâre both legit, my best guess is one of them isnât from this timeline.â
âOh,â the sister said, grabbing everyoneâs attention. âThe Nasty Burger explosion happened after the fight with the king, right?â
âThe what?â the kidâs parents asked.
âOh,â the kid responded, âIâm starting to see why the council of eyeballs hates my guts.â
And wasnât that a concerning sentence. John desperately needed a drink, thankfully he had a flask on him and chose that moment to take a swig. âAlright, so there should be a second ring too, no point leaving that on Darkâs finger in case he gets out again.â
âVlad did it,â the kid said while pointing at the creeper.
âExcuse me!â Creeper actually put a hand to his neck, like some fainting Victorian lady.
âVlad tried to steal the ring and crown, so he let Dark out of the sarcophagus and I had to go clean up his mess, like always.â The kid glared at the creeper, it was starting to paint a really concerning picture.
âIâm sure Vladdie was just trying to keep these powerful artifacts safe,â the kidâs dad said loudly and happily. Yeah, there was the concerning picture again.
âIâd believe it if all he took was the ring, but the crown was safely sealed away with Pariah and he let the guy out to steal it.â
âJust call the ring,â John said gruffly.
âHere Ragey, Ragey, Ragey.â The kid whistled and clapped his hands again. The ring showing up on the kidâs other hand was expected, the glowing green hell hound that came sprinting through the wall and practically tackled the kid wasnât. âCujo! Hi! Whoâs a good puppy?!â
Keeriest, John needed a stiffer drink.
#nenna writes#sleepy king#dpxdc#danny phantom#fanfic#fanfiction#dc comics#dc stands for disregard canon#justice league
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The thing isâŚthe whole Bruce cutting Jason's throat thing?
In canon Under the Red Hood, the infamous Jason Bruce confrontation happens right after Bludhaven gets nuked.
And Dick has rushed off to Bludhaven, and is practically killing himself via exposure to radiation - he is trying to rescue people, or so he says, but it's obvious no one is left to rescue and Dick is either straight up delusional or literally trying to kill himself.
After dealing with Jason and the Joker Bruce rushes off to Bludhaven to find Dick - at that point Dick is almost dead from exhaustion, injuries and radiation exposure.
While Jason and Bruce are confronting each other, at that point they just know Bludhaven has been nuked - they don't know what happened to Dick.
They do know, if he was there during the explosion, he is dead.
And Red Hood Jason straight up mocks Bruce about losing another son and continues on with his mind game with the Joker.
The thing is⌠if this happens in an AU (the kind of AUs I really want to substitute for canon) where Jason is at least half way decent and cares at least a bit about his brotherâŚ
I'm imagining Red Hood and Batman having geared up for the fight⌠Then, just as they are about to begin in earnest, they hear about Bludhaven.
Jason: Um. G..Goldie wasn't there, right?
Bruce:⌠I don't know.
Jason: What the hell you mean you don't know?!?
Bruce: (about to have another breakdown) Oh God, a nuke, if he⌠I..
Jason (having forgotten in his panic that he's gotten Joker tied up): What you waiting for, let's go!
Both leap into the Batmobile and drive away, leaving Joker still tied up.
Cue hurt/comfort scene at Bludhaven, Dick convinced Jason is a hallucination⌠Everyone ending up in the Batcave. Everyone kinda forgetting about Joker in the panic.
Later someone - probably Tim - remembers the Joker, and they go to check on him. Jason and Bruce still arguing, but not quite at fighting level.
And find some of the folk in Crime Alley, finding the bastard who has made their lives hell in one way or other tied up and helpless, have decided to enact some justice of their own.
Joker, when they catch up, is very very dead.
Bruce and Jason looking at each other. Tim rolling his eyes in the background.
Jason:⌠that's one way of settling that issue.
Bruce: You did agree most of the Rogues - except Joker - may be redeemableâŚ
Tim: Great, now can we all go home? I want a rematch.
#batman#red hood#jason todd#dick grayson#under the red hood#writing prompt#fic prompt#bat brothers#batfam#I wanna believe this is how that fight went in one of the nice timelines#i want the batfam to be together#DC stands for Disregard Canon#feral tim drake#good brother jason todd#everyone loves dick grayson#joker
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Bruce Wayne Batman is a Shakespearean tragedy (doomed by his own actions) while Jason Todd is a Greek tragedy (doomed by the narrative) is this essay I willâŚ
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continuation of this thank you again @mynameisjag for the inspiration, this prompt currently has me by the throat
Death of the Father, Death of the Son
The evening is dreary, rain pouring from the skies like tears. Typical Gotham fare to be honest.
This evening was the stage of the latest gala in the crime filled city, another fundraiser for something, or at least pretending to be.Â
Vlad brought his dear Madeline as well as Jasmine with him, he was planning to do some light networking but this was also his latest attempt to cheer his sweetheart up. The new experience might distract her a bit.
She had not taken the news well⌠when the search party found Danielâs clone corpse in the woods.
Itâs been months since the funeral, but her spark for life still has not yet reignited.
And in those past few months Jasmine has seemingly taken over Danielâs job and has become a most persistent thorn in Vladâs side, absolutely refusing to let him make any sort of progress with Maddie.
But this evening wasnât about any of that. There would be no bickering between Vlad and Jazz about him aiding her in finding her lost brother. Not like she even needed his help, she and Danielâs old friends were probably doing the best job possible in finding the boy.
And itâs not like he could tell her he knew her brother was probably being kept by one of the world's greatest mercenaries.Â
Revealing that would open a whole new can of worms he didnât want to explain.
Maddie was mostly distracted at the gala, staring morosely at Wayne and his brood.
The sight fills Vlad with an insidious sort of anger, the kind that lays heavy and molten on the bottom of your stomach. She better not get it in her head to try and replace one bumbling oaf for the next.
Also⌠getting rid of a Wayne is apparently a weirdly difficult thing to do⌠Vlad would rather not bother.
And even though he feels bitter, it is rather nice to see Madeline cheer up when she gets to introduce herself to the boys. Vlad again thinks about his plan of conceiving a new son of their own, not to replace Daniel of course, the boy is irreplaceable but⌠well, yeah to replace him.
After all, is it really worth it to find Daniel anymore at this point?
ââ§ď˝Ľďž: *â§ď˝Ľďž:*---*:シďžâ§*:シďžâ§â
The gala is uneventful right up until Vlad leaves the main area for a breath of fresh air, hopefully find the designated smoking area and have a cigarette (itâs not like those things can kill him anymore anyway) but on the way there he saw a shadow darting around the corner and he just couldnât help himself.
If there was any illegal activity afoot, he rather be on top of it himself, that way heâll know what he can pull and get away with.
It wasn't until he entered a room and promptly got ambushed that he thought that maybe he had walked into a trap of sorts, oh well, nothing Plasmius wouldnât be able to fix.
Gotham is a city of freaks but none of them are on his power level after all.
Still, precious decisive reaction time got wasted because heâs thinking of an approach that would not result in him having to permanently silence his assailant. Murder is probably rough to cover up in the city thatâs home to the worldâs greatest detective and bribing the corrupt police force is such a hassle⌠a scuffle of a mugging/abduction or whatever gone wrong is much easier to explain.
Instead Vlad finds himself tazed, tazed of all things. Perhaps an ecto infused blast into the nearby wall isnât such a bad idea after all.
But then he finds he canât access his powers anymore, and a mild sense of dread takes root in his chest.
That taser⌠it couldnât have beenâŚ.
He isn't given much time to think about it as heâs expertly incapacitated and worked against the ground.
Vlad thinks he hears the faintest mutterings, something along the lines of âwe do rely too much on our powersâ perhaps itâs some veiled insult directed at his current situation. Uncalled for in his opinionâŚ
Of course he struggles, he fights back. His attacker is way smaller than him, lighter and quick with their moves, whomever this is they certainly know what they are doing and Vlad hates to admit it, but without Plasmius heâs actually outmatched.
That leaves plain olâ shouting for help.
An idea that quickly got snuffed out when a big army knife that crackles with sickly neon green energy gets pressed against his throat and a detonator gets shown off in his assailantâs hand.
âQuiet now, or Iâll blow this place sky highâ
âThat seems counterproductiveâ Vlad canât help but snarl.
âaww, worried about me? there is no need Iâll be just fine, them on the other handâŚâ
the attacker puts a tablet down that shows a video feed of the main gala area with all the people milling about.
None of them matter to Vlad, but his Madeline and her daughter are there as well, he easily spots them too.
âWhat do you want, money? Iâm sure there are better targets for that out thereâ
All of a sudden there is a strangely familiar staticy growl in his attackerâs voice, âI want two things from you, I want you to suffer and then I want you to dieâ
this is personal then⌠not good.
His attacker takes a moment to more firmly incapacitate Vlad against the floor before redirecting his attention to the video feed on the tablet screen. In the main gala area a big screen of itâs own has come down from the ceiling, usually meant for big fancy presentations (but those had already been carried out for the evening) and was now showing Vladâs latest illegal activity for all the people to see.
Inside the room people are worriedly looking to and fro, wondering what rogue attack this will lead to, others are already gleefully taking to social media and broadcasting the events happening to the rest of the world.
Personnel are scrambling about to figure out whatâs going on, and a couple Wayneâs have now subtly left the area.
âThere we go, all out in the open. No more secretsâ
Vladâs eyes darted over the screen in horror.
âI like this right here,â his attacker zooms in on Maddieâs face as sheâs realizing in real time that Vlad paid someone to kill her husband, âthatâs a good faceâ
People are looking around and starting to notice Vlad is not among them anymore.
âYou cannot possibly expect to get away with this, the Gotham bats are most likely already aware and hunting you downâ
âI know-â His attacker shushes, âdonât spoil my fun, at least let me enjoy this show. Even if you somehow manage to get away from me now your life is completely ruinedâÂ
Vlad makes another attempt to escape, growling, âwho are you and why are you doing this, how do you even know about half of these things-â
He gets his hands ran through and pinned down fully on the ground with the knives in return.
Vlad figures he must have made some noise but the painful pressure that his assailant keeps on his back is also making it harder to breathe.
âCâmon now, you always boasted about how youâre better and more experienced in every way. Surely you can use that big brain of yours and figure this mystery out, here Iâll help-â the attacker painfully twists his head to the side, âhave a lookâ
Itâs dark and the figure is still very much in the shadows but the first thing that catches Vladâs eyes is the mask over his assailantâs mouth thatâs black on the right and orange on the left, a rather obvious hint towards ties with a certain mercenary.
The dark hair styled in that one familiar way brings someone else to mind.
âDanielâ
The boy doesnât hesitate to twist one of the knives in his hand.
âDonât call me thatâ
âDanny-â Vlad doesnât hesitate to correct even though it does come out rather strangled because of the pain, this is a bad situation and heâs not stupid, âwhatever he said-â
there is a faint crackle and itâs only through Vladâs still slightly enhanced senses that he hears the gruff voice talking to Daniel.
âWrap it up Mementoâ
Danny glances at the live feed on the tablet. Proper security is starting to swarm around.
Maddie is holding Jazz close and appears to be talking to someone in charge. One of the Wayne brood has decided to stick with her, the eldest son. How kind of him.
Vlad is still trying to get Danny to listen to him.
Danny sighs, âI kind of wish I could drag this out longer, but this is fineâ he twists his knee against Vladâs neck and now properly restrains Vladâs legs before pulling out something new.
âThis is something my dad was working on before you got him killed, I was planning on sabotaging it and getting rid of the blueprints but... things changeâ
Danny puts it in the middle of Vladâs upper back, âIâm sure youâre dying to know what it does. Well, itâs the Fenton Ghost Core Crusher. A bit of a mouthful admittedly. Iâm still workshopping a better name, but at the very least the purpose is obviousâ
âDaniel-â Vlad is starting to sound like a parent who is realizing that their kid is about to do something dangerous and stupid. It's honestly too bad that heâs not a parent and Danny is not his kid, otherwise it might have actually had itâs intended effect.
âI would have loved to see you deal with the full aftermath and consequences of your horrible choices in life but I donât really feel like dealing with you as a full ghost so I guess this is it, goodbye forever, it really sucked to have known youâ
Vlad has a second to fully regret Deathstroke taking Daniel and not taking it as seriously as he should have and then heâs too busy feeling what must be a supernova and a blackhole manifesting in his chest at the same time somehow.
After that he hears, or perhaps he just feels⌠a sickening crack and everything fades away.
ââ§ď˝Ľďž: *â§ď˝Ľďž:*---*:シďžâ§*:シďžâ§â
There is a corpse at Dannyâs feet. Itâs Vlad, fully dead, the not coming back kind.
Danny figured heâd feel different, there is some vindication, and the slight satisfaction of a death avenged, but other than that he just feels rather empty, and kind of tired.
Danny doesnât realize heâs getting a little lost in his head until Sladeâs voice cuts through his mental spiral and snaps him out of it.
âMemento, time to moveâÂ
ârightâ
A part of Danny wants to stay, be found. As he goes invisible and floats right through the ceiling he takes some time to fantasize about it. Would it be a bat? or perhaps one of the security guards checking the rooms, maybe it would even be one of the attendees, they would probably scream once they noticed Vlad on the ground. A security guard would be smarter about the situation, but not by much.
A bat would probably attack him once they realized Vlad was already dead.
Later on they would put a little addendum in their rogue list at Deathstrokeâs name, a little side file thatâs just for Danny, affiliated with Slade Wilson, name; ???, gender; male, age; somewhere between 14 and 18, threat level; capable of killing people, something like that.
A few buildings away Danny catches up with Slade on the roof.
âDid you have fun? did you get it all out of your system?â Slade folds his arms over his chest.
Danny just growls at him.
âIn that case itâs time to move onâ The man is already turning away.
Well, Danny can agree on that, so he follows Deathstroke away from the mess he caused at the gala and away from his mother and sister.
And here is my idea for a Deathstroke affiliated Danny
#dpxdc#dcxdp#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp x dc crossover#batman#vlad plasmius#deathstroke#slade wilson#madeline fenton#jasmine fenton#MementoDannyAU#savwrites#Danny is not the ghost king#dc stands for disregard canon#dp x dc#dc x dp#I will admit this got a little out of hand#big enough for AO3 but it's incomprehensible without context so...
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in my world this happens
#jason todd#bruce wayne#damian wayne#batman#red hood#let them hug...#that's literally his baby#forget that he's 6'4" and went a little crazy#he's just a little guy#dc stands for disregard canon#we live in Erin Canon world where nothing (too) bad ever happened and they reconciled#erinwantstowrite
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Talia shouldn't have felt anything for the boy.
She shouldn't have. Perhaps, at the most, she should've felt curiosity and anticipation, nothing more. Curiosity for what the secrets behind the boy's resurrection were, and anticipation for what use he could possibly be to her.
She shouldn't have felt anything more.
But she did. She did when she watched him move, the ways his father had taught him still shining through. She did when she watched him just stand there, black hair and blue eyes so reminiscent of someone else, even if the rest of the features were not there.
She did when he would seek her out, the only kind touch he could find, one that she had not planned on even giving out in the first place.
Perhaps she had become soft, or perhaps it was the familiarity behind it all, that ended up filling out the gaps, making her see things that were not there to begin with. The boy was not her Beloved's blood, not like her Damian was, but-
But he was still her Beloved's son.
She couldn't deny feeling something when her Damian reached out for the boy, not wary or suspicious, like he was towards everyone else from the sheer necessity of it. She watched as Damian closed his hand around the boy's fingers, and she was not able to push the feeling away.
She knew the feeling she felt, when she watched Jason hold onto Damian's hand.
Perhaps this was just what being a mother felt like.
She watched them, and she thought of Jason, alone and in pain, and it was all too easy to think of Damian in his place, at the mercy of the monster that had been allowed to keep its humanity.
The rest came easy, afterwards. She was a mother, after all. It was easy to just push Jason into the same position as Damian when it came to her care, much easier than keeping them separate.
Slicing the monster's throat came even easier.
"Are you content now?" Her Father asked her. "Now that you have taken your...revenge? Preventative measures?"
She would've much rather called it simply mother's love.
She didn't tell her Father that.
"Yes", was the only answer she gave.
And when Jason came to the surface of the Pit, with his eyes green and his hands reaching desperately for her, Talia took them into hers with the same ease.
The words came easy as well.
"Do not fear, my child", she told him. "You have been avenged."
#dc stands for disregard canon#so I shall deliver good mom talia#more specifically talia ft. accidental child acquisition#jason and damian now have intense depates over who is the first child because jason is older but damian was there first damnit lmao#dc#dcu#talia al ghul#jason todd#damian wayne#batfam#my writing#DC writing
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tim meeting lex at a gala when heâs young. he knows lex is a villain but heâs also the only vaguely smart person there and he has a look of disgust every time someone says anything remotely dumb, which tim relates to SO much.
meanwhile lex seeing this kid who is so clearly going to be a supervillain when he grows older and quite honestly this child scares him a little. so he indulges him just enough to be on his good side. lex just about has a heart attack when tim off handedly mentions one of lexâs very secret, only 6 people know about it and 5 of them are hidden away and canât see their family because of what they know, project.
every time they see each other at a gala thereâs just a sense of âoh thank god someone smart is hereâ and spend half the time politely shit talking the idiots
cut to 17 yo tim drake (never aging again) and he just. shows up in lexs house one day like âgive me the blessing to marry kon and iâll tell you the absolutely groundbreaking gossip i just found out about rebeccaâ he gets his blessing without lex even questioning it. he knows tim drake is red robin anyway who else would be able to? he is a little disappointed he went the hero route but out of all heroes red robin is closest to becoming a supervillain anyway so itâs fine
lex however does not know any of the other batfams identity. brucie wayne is a fucking idiot who canât tie his shoes (lex watches him stuff the laces in his shoes once) dick grayson is a Cop(negative), jason todd is dead, stephanie brown is the daughter of a villain and would probably want to be as far away from that life as possible, damian wayne he could buy as robin but thereâs no way anyone biologically related to brucie could be even remotely competent, duke thomas seems too normal, and he can find nothing on cass wayne except she seems too sweet. besides timâs competent enough to hide his identity from his family. especially the wayne family.
#tim drake#tim drake is a menace#chaotic tim drake#lex luthor#timkon#dc stands for disregard canon#lex is the number 1 brucie wayne hater#lex saw 7 year old tim and knew he was destined for villainy and got scared#scared cause he knew tim would be a better rich super villain than him
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i headcannon dick as Romani but when but I also think that he wasn't able to embrace his roots very well because of their ethnicity and it would have dwindled their audience and have ppl be racist against them and mocking the flying Graysons when they speak their language so I imagine when dick was growing up he grew up calling his father 'dada' and his mother 'mama' ( he was like,9, he'll yeah he's gonna call them that, also dada cause he never grew out of his toddler words cause it just stuck to him )cause that was better recieved by everyone who were assholes(not the circus ppl btw, I'm talking about the audience) especially cause they were in a traveling circus so they really wanted to keep people still coming to their show.
But after their deaths happened and Bruce took him in, and after he properly understood that Bruce wasn't trying to replace his pa and that it was okay for him to have another dad and not feel bad about it, he was finnally ready to accept Bruce as a father, so he started calling him 'dad' (and yes Bruce cried the first 2 times), but after he wanted to step out of his shadow and find himself he stopped talking to him for a while and wanted to find himself as a independent man. And most of all the word 'dad' became a sore spot for both of them after in a fight he told him how he felt overshadowed by him and separated from who he was supposed to be, separated from his origin and raised as of his ethnicity was something to be ashamed of and how even though he knew the language he still felt "white-washed " and how it felt like this wasn't really him.(Ooo that's a bad spot)
(Bruce thought he had accidentally manipulated dick to accept him as a father by not letting him find himself and how that dick right now wasnt how he wanted to be like and supposed to be like, and deep down he was scared that after he finnally realised who he was, he would realise that he didn't want Bruce as his dad after all)
When they finnally got back on talking terms though, after both of them apologised to eachother, and he actually became closer to his roots he started calling Bruce 'Tati', because he wanted to let him know, that now that he has found himself,after all that change he still wants Bruce to be his father.
So now when he's referring to everyone he calls Bruce his dad 'dad we need help!' 'dad please' but when he calls Bruce Tati he's calling for HIS dad, not as his eldest , but as his kid, as his son, cause Bruce might be 'b' most of the time, he might be 'dad' for when all of them are scared, when they need help, but Bruce is HIS Tati, when he calls Bruce Tati that's HIS father, when he calls Bruce that ,it's dick Grayson's Tati, not anyone else's, Richard Grayson's.
#batman#bruce wayne#batfam#the batman#dick grayson#batman and robin#richard grayson#bruce is a good dad#dc stands for disregard canon#dick grayson robin#nightwing#batfamily#red hood#dc robin#jason todd#jason robin#timothy drake wayne#timothy drake#tim drake#tim drake robin#damian wayne#bruce wayne is a good dad#damian wayne al ghul#jason#cass#grayson#cassandra cain#black bat#orphan
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