#Danny took a nap in the Infinite Realms

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Not my Kid AU

Bruce glanced up at the chandelier with a tired sigh. He could see a head of hair sticking through the decor.

‘What’s the worst that could happen when adopting a kid?’ He let out a mix between a chuckle and a sound of pure exhaustion.

He loves Dick with all his heart, but the boy needed to stop trying to give him gray hairs.

The boy jolted as Bruce called up to him,

“You know if you knock down any more pieces of that chandelier, Alfred is going to just throw the whole thing out. Now get down from there bud it’s breakfast time.”

Before making an entrance to the kitchen and pausing.

Sitting at the table, drowning a stack of waffles in maple syrup, was one Richard Grayson.

“Hey B! Thought I heard you say something, who were you talking to?”

“But- I-?”

Bruce stiffened as he heard the sound of hesitant feet walking up next to him.

The boy’s hair and eye color did match Dick’s and his thin frame hid well in the decorative hanging; but now that he was closer it was clear that the boy was much older than his ward.

Bruce felt his Batman instincts blaring in the back of his head but all he could do was lock befuddled eyes with the teen.

For a moment everything was silent before the kid spoke up in, surprisingly, a midwestern accent,

“Believe me sir, I’m just as confused as you are.”

Alfred merely began to set out another plate.

[radiance1]

Danny often felt tired, as of late.

He wasn't certain as to why he did, though. It happened after his, apparent, coronation as the Prince of the Infinite Realms and after finally getting a boyfriend out of that damsel in distress who made him into one.

Which was unfortunate, because though he may try, it was very hard to pay attention on dates when Danny felt he just came from using the Ecto-Skeleton and no amount of sleep would make it go away. Fortunately, however, Billy was very understanding and accommodating of his plight, letting him sleep on him whenever he wanted and having their dates be less mentally/physically demanding things.

Man, Danny loved his boyfriend.

Unfortunately, he was away on one of his Justice League mission things.

Another thing he noticed, is that he liked to sleep in more cold places now. Very, very cold places.

So much so, that he genuinely debated moving to the Far Frozen if not for his parents turning his room into a literal walk-in freezer for him.

Did he ever find out why he needs to sleep so much? No, not really. But man.

Danny could go down for a nap right now.

---

Pariah was having a good, very good day.

He woke up, stretched, ate some food he didn't actually need to, did some light exercises after aeons of not using his sword and just fighting in general and sat down for some tea.

Even had a letter from the Master of Time with a P.S that two humans would be busting down his door!

Wait what-

"Ghost King!" Came the rather loud, effeminate shout accompanying the loud slam of his castle doors. "Where is our son!"

Honestly, Pariah is impressed by the lungs on that human.

"You heard her!" He looked down calmly at the... Actually, what in the infinite is that? Since when did humans go walking around with cannons??? "Tell us where our son is our so help me! Ghost King or not we'll exorcise you right where you stand!"

Pariah blinked slowly, very, very slowly.

Then took a sip of his favorite ghost blend then calmly placed the cup back down.

"You must be the boy's, human, parents I presume?" He asked calmly, gaze sweeping over them both. They seemed to be prepared for war, a burning fire in their eyes as they stared down the very King of Infinity and saw only an obstacle.

Oooooh, how that made the part of him that longed, sung for battle purr in sheer delight.

"Why don't you join me for tea?" He said, waving a hand and conjuring forth two extra, human sized, chairs on the opposing end of his table alongside two more tea cups. "And explain whatever is going on, while you're at it."

The two shared a glance between each other, then slowly lowered their weapons down to a point where they could still draw them at a moment's notice, yet not actively antagonizing the king at the same time-

Oh, he just loves these types of mortals.

-before slowly making their way to their seats, which were right next to each other of course. Married and whatnot.

"Tea?" He flicked a finger, filling their cups with the same that was in his cup but before remembering. "Ah, right. Human and your mortality." He casually mentioned, flicking his finger and changing the liquid to one of the few mortal blends he could still recall. "Worry not, for they are not poisoned." He chuckled lightly.

Honestly, doing such a thing would be beneath him, especially when faced with mortals of such fire.

"Now," He brought his cup to his lips. "Why don't you inform me as to what, exactly, has brought you to my doorstep prepared for battle?"

They, once more, exchanged a glance between each other, making sure the king was still in sight before Maddie opened her lips.

"Our son is missing."

---

The summoning was a success.

A terrible, terrible success.

One that the Justice League, One John Constantine especially, had valiantly attempted to stop.

But, unfortunately, once it got going it seemed to be incapable of stopping.

Faced with an entity being summoned from the Infinite Realms, they had called all of the heroes who were capable that weren't occupied. Shazam, unfortunately, was one of said heroes occupied.

Superman and Wonderwoman? Were not. So, at the very least, they had two of their heaviest hitters available.

The circle glowed a toxic green, growing and growing in glow until it reached its zenith.

Then was snuffed out as brightly as it glowed.

The air stilled, followed by a chill that rivaled the chilliest of snowstorms as if they were standing within one that very moment.

The next moment?

Ice.

Pure, unflinching, jagged pillars of ice rose from the circle the same moment it glow returned. Sticking out from the circle haphazardly and nearly impaling those that stood too close.

Mist, thick, blue mist. Rolled from the pillars of ice, descending down onto the floor with a gentleness that was almost deceptive if not occupied by such cold and being completely and utterly unnatural as it was.

The Justice League readied themselves.

[anonymous-existences]

Chapter 1 : "Dan you Stupid Fu—"

Dan Phantom/Bruce Wayne, from this prompt of mine: Dad!Dan so Uh here's chapter 1:

[𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙶𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛]

Dante was with Ellie and Danny, Both had been de-aged because of the GIW and the Fentons, Vlad was still recovering after risking his life to get Danny and Ellie out of the Facility. Dante is now Required to Step Up as the Co-CEO of Dalv. Co. "Has Doing business always been this stressful? I have twins to take care of Sam—" he says in the phone in a tired father tone. "Suck it up, it's a good thing Clockwork is actually helping you and I'm helping you through the Galas and the Schedules you have. Just imagine How Vlad does it." Sam rolled her eyes and laughed. "Have Hope Dante. You can do it. I BELIEVE IN YOUUU!" Tucker yells through the call.

Clockwork looks at Dante and smiles, he was acting as Dante's assistant, although dante is good at the organizing and handling everything. He's not very good with kids. It's a good thing that jazz is there to babysit actually when she can— it's just that she Goes to Work to Arkham and the kids likes to eat the ectoplasm corruption stuff that surrounds her whenever she comes home ... When she <em>Does</em> come home which is rare but welcome. "How's Vlad resting?" Dante asks Clockwork and Clockwork just hums as he handles all the extra paperwork with ease and in a fast pace.

"Frostbite has informed me and I know myself that he'll wake up in approximately... 2 weeks. Do not worry Dante about your children, the Observants are very fond of them when dear little Jasmine is not around and tend to care for them and educate them with humane books. If they didn't I would have banished them back to the Infinite realms." Clockwork chuckled and hums in amusement. "First I become a Ghost King for Danny, Second I become the Co-CEO of Dalv. Co. Three I become a Dad to Twins. Fourth, My Technically Dad Vlad Masters is in a comatose state, and fifth the GIW AND FENTONS still want me and the kids dead." Dante groans. "Sixth, you have to socialize and attend Galas for your Technically Dad Vlad Masters" Sam Adds and he hears Tucker just laughing on the other side of the phone.

Dante let his head fall on the Table as Clockwork chuckled and Took his paperwork and helped him handle them. "Thank you Mentor..." He groans tiredly. "Remember Little King, We still have a gala to attend for Tonight and as Always Jasmine has said she will attend with you to help you escape when possible and if you want to leave smoothly and you need not worry as Sam Manson and Tucker Foley have their day offs today and are willing to babysit the two Little Demonic Chaos Spawns that is the Prince and Princess." Clockwork reassures Dante and pats his head softly.

Dante groans and just Clockwork raises his head and puts a pillow under him, He just goes to take a nap at his desk which he really deserves as he's already very tired from everything. How could this all start because of Danny trusting his Mother and Father?.. Disgusting people. Nocturn who also decided to temporarily work for them and in a human disguise decided to help Around in Dalv. Co. Especially with Finance and now he's official the CFO of the company which has been a great help.

How did Vlad handle all this again? Surely he slept, surely he wasn't always handling everything by himself. If he was then now Dante respects the Man for Handling all of it himself and not letting exhaustion take over his whole soul and Body functions.... Dante soon fell asleep on his desk and Nocturn came over to help suck out the nightmares he occasionally experiences and suffers through, "Clockwork do you think he'll get through two more weeks or are you planning something?" Nocturn asks with an amused smile.

Clockwork smiles back cheekily, "I always have a plan for something." Both Motherfuckers Laughs and Sam and Tucker on the phone still are just dead silent as Sam shakes her head in disbelief and Tucker holding back a smile. "Make it Gay." He mutters on the phone Jokingly, "Well Maybe I should!" Clockwork laughs and Nocturn holding back his own laugh as he can imagine Tucker just dumbfounded as they heard a smack on the other line, presumably Sam smacking Tucker for doing and saying something absolutely stupid Infront of these 2 men who they still label as "Potential Threat" in Danny's Book of Rouges along with some others. "We'll be there at 9 before the Gala." Sam reassured the other Ghosts before hanging up.

[𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚂𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙶𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝙲𝚒𝚝𝚢]

"Remember what we discussed?" Jazz asks as she fixes Dante's tie. "Yes, no growling, no hissing, no biting, no excessive flirting, no cursing the living daylights out of people, no letting my emotions get to me and No mentioning of Vlad being sick and just tell the others that do ask that he's on vacation in the Himalayas." Dante lists from the top of his head. "And Don't interact with the Wayne's because?" Jazz adds on, "Because they're Nosy. Got it." Dante just looks determined to get through the night. "Tonight I am your sister because I always was and will be your sister. And Tonight clockwork is merely your butler. And Tonight we will ALSO make sure that you don't get swept away by some hot guy in a suit because you're a simp for people that are both muscular and have a thin waist." She strikes a warning glare at him.

"Yep yep." Dante nods as she pats his chest when she finished fixing his tie. "And if you see a handsome Badboy guy DO NOT, and I shall say again DO NOT introduce them to me because I will fall for them on the spot. Noted?" Jazz says also trying to be single for as long as Possible and Dante laughs whilst nodding which made Jazz smile as she had successfully comforted and made her brother smile once again. Clockwork was smiling pleasantly as he watches the two siblings in the backseat. "We're arriving soon <em>Madame Masters & Sir Masters</em>" Clockwork says with a teasing tone as both tenses up on the spot and fixed their clothing and straightened their backs.

The two out on their poker faces and Dante made sure his pure white long hair was neat and calm unlike it's usual messy and Flame-like appearance, Jazz made sure she looked presentable as to make connections with being a doctor of Arkham Asylum. "We're ready." She smiles gently and lowere her eyelids, to look almost as if she's judging or mesmerized by the sight of anyone or even possibly bored, either way her expressions screams "mysterious lady" which made Dante snort. "You look like you're about to fall asleep—" Dante was holding back his laughter and Jazz pinches his side, "ow—" he yelped as he too straightened his expression to look more charismatic and sociable. Also for the sake of connections.

Clockwork parked Infront of the venue and Opened the door for them as they walked side by side with her arm gently and subtly wrapped around his, it's become almost common fact and Implied that Dante Jamie Masters("37" yrs old) was albino because of his Pale Skin, Pure White hair and Red Eyes that is littered with his long white lashes whilst Jasmine Aqua Masters(21 yrs old) Took after her mother's features. Oh to be Rich and Successful, Both These two hated the attention directed to them as Both of them Stood Out with Ease, Jasmine having a Firey Like colored hair and Dante's supposed Albinism made the pair of siblings stand out more than they'd like be.

"Remember the List Dante." She mutters and Dante nods with a soft gentle smile he always saw Vlad use when socializing with people of high society. Hours Passed within the Gala and Jazz was Slightly and mentally panicking as she could not spot where Dante's outstanding white hair could be but she continued to chatter around with the ladies with ease, the ladies being pleased by her manners and "mysterious elegance" she mentally rolled her eyes at that. All that She's doing today is for her remaining family. Dante, Ellie, Vlad and especially her Precious Baby Brother Danny. She keeps a mental note on why she is doing this at all times. But she finds it pleasant to talk with the ladies about girls stuff such as Makeup and Fashion and especially Art. But occasionally they would ask About her job at Arkham Asylum, she would tell them her achievements.

How she has backhanded knocked out Joker who had tried to escape and saw her as his first target and out of instinct she slapped him with the back of her hand and he dropped on the spot that was always Amusing. Or how she was the one to release and Help Harley become a 'better person' esque. Somehow Jazz thanks her childhood being a messy fighting ring 90% of the time as because of that she can effectively pull out a weapon faster than her targeters or The rouges of Arkham Asylum could.

Wait.

She's getting distracted.

Where the Fuck is Dante.

[𝙳𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙿𝙾𝚅, 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚅𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚎]

Dante thinks he must've drank too many wine glasses, although he kept his composure he found himself chatting with a man who jazz told him not to converse with but here he is. Now... Both of them were making out in the halls where no other people visits, Dante carried them up pinning them to the wall.

Them being Bruce Wayne, he's especially light for Dante's Inhuman Strength. "My— Wow— you're actually very strong just like your size—" Bruce says unexpectedly, both Men drunk.

Was Bruce Wayne always this hot? Jesus Christ. Ancients help him, he's losing sanity and making out with Bruce Wayne in the Gala where Jazz, his sister had told him not to MAKE OUT WITH ANYONE INSIDE. Well you know what. Fuck it. "You're light for someone your size." Dante says softly leaning to Kiss the Back of Bruce's Palm and licking his fingers. "If we want to continue this we could atleast get out of here don't you think?" Bruce pulled Dante's tie and Dante just growls under his breathe taking Bruce Aback. Dante smirked and Took Bruce Away and out of the gala through the backdoors.

Sorry Jazz, I'm gonna do something Naughty tonight. Dan thought to himself as he chuckled and called an Uber To take them to the nearest fkn 5 star Hotel. Bruce was amused and they waited until they got to their hotel room before Continuing what they were doing.

[𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎]

"Clockwork did you plan this?" Jasmine glared at Clockwork who was driving her home after 4 hours of her trying to look for Dante only to find out he's left with Bruce Wayne.. BRUCE WAYNE OF ALL PEOPLE!! THE PEOPLE SHE WARNED HIM NOT TO FUCK, FLIRT OR INTERACT WITH! "I'm getting a migraine..." She stated massaging the bridge of her nose and sides of her forehead as clockwork merely chuckled.

She knew it. Clockwork knew this would happen. Oh Clockwork you— Jazz just groans and upset. "How long will he be gone at the very least?" Jazz asks calmly and tiredly. "Tomorrow by 6 PM." Clockwork smiles cheekily which in turn made jazz groan louder but tried to calm herself and keep herself composed. Alright Jazz just Calm down. You can do this. You can not Not Slap Dante's Head later for his stupidity, he's your brother you can do it later, just calm, you can handle this, you can smack the shit out of him later anyways. Jazz took a deep breathe and smiles, "I shall Beat the shit out of him later!" She smiles excitedly which made Clockwork look at her visibly Bemused.

As they reached the Manor, Danny and Ellie were waiting for Jasmine and Their Dad But got upset when it was only Jasmine who came home, the twins thinking Dante is too busy to come home again. "Oh no little Danny and Ellie(Both 8 years old)! Your Daddy is not at work! He's just preparing a surprise for the both of you tommorow okay?" She smiles gently reassuring them and they're brightened up again. "Okay!" They jumped and said in unison, Jazz swears if they had tails it'd be wagging and it made Jazz's Heart have a cuteness overload.

"My Exact reaction when they started calling me Auntie Sam-sam and Tucker as Uncle Tuckie." Sam Manson (19 yrs old) Chuckled and Tucker Foley(19 yrs old) groggily following behind her, "they're quite tiring but it's worth it" Tucker Yawns and Sam laughed at him before kissing Danny and Ellie's Forehead. "I'll be heading home now, my Little Aria(Pet Pigeon) must be waiting for me" she coos as she walked off waving goodbye to the kiddos who were waving goodbye back. "Me too Jazz! I miss my couch and my Tools." Tucker laughed and followed Sam to His Car, Both going to the same college just different majors, the two drove off back to the city and Jasmine cooing over the twins who giggled happily in her arms.

"Don't worry Okay Ellie and Danny? Your Daddy will come home by 7 PM tommorow! I promise!' She reassures them! "What Surprise Will Daddy give?" Danny asks Expectedly with a very cute high tone and Jazz swears her heart is about to explode. "It won't be a surprise if you two know now doesn't it?" She chuckled and the twins looked at each other expectantly and nodded in agreement, the twins held Hands throughout the day not letting go of each other and truly attached by the hip.

The two chattered about their day with Their Uncle and Auntie as Jazz listened through still in her fancy Dress, she tucked the two to bed before she went to her bedroom to finally change.

She is so going to Beat up Dante once he calls her.

[𝙽𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚢, 12:58 𝙿𝙼]

Dante flutters his eyes open to the hot sun peeking through the window curtains.. Dante groans but stopped still when he felt movement beside him, he faces his head to the side and sees. BRUCE WAYNE??? on his Arm sleeping. Resting. Messy Looking and Probably still naked. Dante combs his hand through his hair as he stared at what he calls "Majestic Man" that is Bruce Wayne. "Fuck... What did I do last night." He Groans and slowly but gently sat up as to not disturb The Sleeping Bruce Wayne. He stood up from the bed as he processed what the fuck he did to get to this moment and went to the Hotel Room's Kitchen. And started cooking something up just to relieve his stress.

Soon Later about an hour, Bruce woke up. He groaned.. his back was sore. He looked around the bed and slowly sat up thinking the person he Fuck must've left him— but nope. "Oh good morning." The Albino(?) possibly Meta-Human Man was staring at him fully clothed ,looked like he didn't look tired at all and had prepared food for him. 'is this what aftercare is?' Bruce asked to himself mentally as This Man Puts the Bed Foldable Table Infront of Bruce and Literally served him, home cooked Breakfast in bed.

Did he accidentally get married whilst drunk?? Bruce was bemused, cautious but also felt fucking stupid but he's calculating everything he needs to say from now but he totally didn't have a contingency plan for this occurrence. "Sorry for going too rough on you last night, Kinda lost my Temper and Control—" The Suspected Albino Meta-Human, Dante Jamie Masters as Bruce Recalls was Apologizing as he scratched his nape. "It's quite alright, Thank you for serving me a meal so early in the morning—" Bruce tried to play it cool and smiled but damn. His body felt numb. How long did they go for?

"I can help you get out if you wish! And dress even!" Dante smiles at him softly and even kissing the back of Bruce's Palm. Bruce is totally unprepared for any of this happening as he did not expect to get princess treatment by a possible One- night stand. Goddamn. He hopes none of his kids find out. This would be the most Embarrassing story that his kids will poke fun of him about if they ever found out what this man did and He hopes that Dante also doesn't tell anyone.

Meanwhilst Dante was already totally smitten with the man and Jazz told Him that he should be polite and Kind to those he wants to court and Somehow... Dante has a feeling that he should take some toys home for his kids... And oh god Jazz is going to kill him.

Oh god, the Ghostly Courting Methods Shall start today. WHOOOO!!!

[itshype]

The second, secret Justice League (DC x DP)

The Infinite Realms, is something like a ligament joining all the different dimensions together through their afterlives.

So Danny's left his original dimension behind. Maybe after everyone he loves become ghosts they all decide it's easier to move into the zone full time. No rent, no GIW, no Fenton parents.

Over time it's decided that while the Ghost Zone doesn't need a monarch (hey their last one took a nap for 1000 years and nothing fell apart, clearly this position is not super essential for the day-to-day running of the ghost zone), an envoy or ambassador would be handy!

So Danny, as the most living-inclined ghost around gets the job immediately. Most ghosts are fairly hostile and social faux-pas around their treatment, triggers and deaths will lead straight to violence they can't really stop themselves. But Danny is much more centred and could deal with rude dimensions. Also, he can protect and disguise himself much more effectively than literally anyone else should his work take him to a hostile dimension.

There's a whole wealth of fic in this ambassador idea I swear.

Then one day the Justice League from their own dimension summon "The Ghost Leader" to help with a rampant ghost hoarde or something but instead get Danny who tells them "Oh, we actually deposed our 'leader' but I am the official representative of the Infinite Realms and I can totally process your request!"

There is definitely some upset about how young the ghost is - while Danny as a human is now a young man, as a ghost he's 14, still. Frostbite says he'll grow more when he dies again.

They ultimately decide to introduce themselves and Danny gets very excited. "Oh, I know you guys!"

They have no way of knowing that when alive, Danny lived in a dimension that they didn't exist in.

"Yeah, your other branch!"

Batman gets very concerned that there are imposters using their name and potentially their reputations to manipulate ghost children who somehow represent their entire realm.

"Yeah, Jason - I mean batman and I, we're really close. Ice and Mystek actually live with friends of mine, although I don't know them very well. Metamorpho lives with one of my rogues, they're really close, I think it's a compartmentalising thing?"

Anyways, everyone has a lot of questions now they know that almost every single Justice League-adjacent vigilante that died in uniform met up in the afterlife to make another Justice League. Damian is furious that a son who wasn't him got to be batman first.

Batman is ready to go on the offensive. Because surely if his son is still sentient enough to continue his vigilante work then he'd be sentient enough to want to visit him. Some other ghost must be keeping Jason away from him.

[chrysanthemum9484]

Oh dear... Here comes the angst.

Danny after being captured by his parents out of fear doesn't reveal to them that he is a halfa.

And naturally they kept insulting him. 'It', scum and spook slowly turning into monster and abomination.

People react only two ways to being called a monster. They either rise above and become successful in life and carry the memory of the insults in the form of mental scars. Or they become a monster themselves.

And Danny? Poor sweet Danny? He was called a monster so many times that while half delirious from the torture he though 'Oh. I am... A monster?... I am a monster.'.

But he isn't. Not really. Which is why his mind just... Shut off. Like a powering down a computer.

And his body distorted, his Eldritch form coming out for the first time ever. All because his consciousness took a nap along with his subconsciousness leaving behind only instincts.

Those instincts marked Jack and Maddie as dangerous and so he fought back, leaving them mangled before leaving for the Infinite Realms.

From there he somehow ended up in the DC universe.

And some civilians saw him and ran, scared from the Eldritch entity which popped up out of the blue. And then a foolish hero proceeded to attack.

Which leads us to the current scene. Various JL members on site, trying to defeat Danny to no avail and Danny simply fighting back just enough to not kill anyone.

It was Martian Manhunter who noticed Danny's state of mind. It was Martian Manhunter who called to Danny's consciousness and subconsciousness.

And it was a success. The instincts took their designated backseat and Danny's for changed to that of a teen who clearly has been vivisected.

But all of that did leave it's mark. Danny grappled with thinking he was a monster for months. It was Batman who first managed to shake those thoughts thanks to grappling with Jason's own struggles, doing his best to help his son.

It was just some simple words. "I don't think a monster would have the capacity to look at the stars with as much awe as you." Batman didn't say them on purpose too, the words leaving his lips before he was even aware that he thought them.

[siltyriver]

𝐃𝐏𝐱𝐃𝐂 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞/𝐖𝐈𝐏 — ‘𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬’ ᴘᴛ. 2

part 1

“Hey- wha- Danny!” Jason yelled in panic and jerked forward, hands on the ledge to look down and body ready to vault after his idiot as quickly as he could, but was stopped by a familiar cackle, a sudden burst of light, and Danny himself standing, no floating, in front of him with stark white hair and green eyes that were quite literally glowing.

What the fuck.

“What the fuck,” he parroted his thoughts. His lips still tingled from where Danny had pressed his own against them and it was all together enough to make his brain short circuit.

“Yeah, so, uh, hi?” Danny waved lamely which turned into even lamer jazz hands, “Surprise?”

Jason blinked. And blinked again. “What the fuck,” he repeated again, this time with feeling. Danny winced a little and launched into an explanation.

“So, you know I died? Well, apparently while I was dying my DNA was also being infused with, like, a shit ton of ectoplasm which made sure I didn’t all the way die but I also didn’t come all the way back and ended up as half-ghost half-living — halfa is actually the term we use, but that’s not super important right now —” his words were nearly blending together with how fast he was trying to explain, “And, oh! I can transform at will and have been fighting ghosts since I was fourteen because they come through the same portal that I well, you know, died in, and I may also have some super cool powers and technically be King-to-Be of the Infinite Realms because I beat the last King in combat and inherited the throne, sooooo,” Danny finally stopped his word vomit. “Questions?” He finished meekly.

Jason stared and stared before tilting his head back and groaning. “Of fucking course my boyfriend would be a fucking ghost king. I am never going to live this down.” He scrubbed a hand down his face and turned to see Danny grinning lopsidedly at him. “What now?” He asked warily, suddenly feeling like a long nap would do him wonders and, really, the concrete roof was absolutely not the worst place he’d slept on before, so maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea—

Danny floated closer and Jason’s attention was stolen by the fact that his legs had transformed into a trail of… mist? Gas? What were ghosts even made of? Jason didn’t know but the sight was disconcerting and a little more than a bit distracting, especially paired with the skin-tight suit that had taken place of Danny’s usual baggier clothing. He took it all in with fascination and still a hint of disbelief.

“Boyfriend, huh?”

His eyes shot back up to Danny’s green ones and he flushed a bit at how close he had gotten without Jason noticing. He pinched his lips together when the question sunk in.

Well, in for a penny and all that.

Danny’s grin widened even more but Jason didn’t give him the time nor satisfaction to say something witty; he gave into his desires and cupped Danny’s face, noting both how strange it was to not have to lean down whatsoever to look Danny in the eyes (since he was still, y’know, floating) and how cold his skin was (Danny had always ran cold, but this was different, like the complete absence of any underlying heat that blood and skin produced).

Danny’s grin morphed into something softer and surprised, as if Jason had caught him off guard. Good. See how he likes it.

“Yes,” Jason stated, voice a bit gruff but soft between them, and Danny’s eyes darted back to his own from where they had been staring at Jason’s lips. Score. “Boyfriend,” and then, because he was a gentleman, thank you very much: “Only if you want, of cour—“ Jason was cut off by another press of lips on his own, only this time he was prepared and held on tighter, not letting Danny pull back as quickly.

Their lips stayed pressed together, soft and gentle and it made Jason ache with something fierce. He wasn’t used to tenderness. He wasn’t used to getting what he wanted. He wasn’t used to anyone wanting him back.

When they finally pulled away it was only to lean their foreheads against each other. Danny let out a breathless laugh and nudged his nose against Jason’s in a way that made his stomach flip at the casual affection. “Yes,” Danny said with another quick peck to Jason’s lips, “Boyfriends.”

Jason couldn’t stop the small, crooked grin if he had even wanted to try (and he really, really didn’t). It had been a long time since he had felt this good. This happy. Sure, he’d gotten a lot better in the past couple of years since he came back full of boiling green rage and the itch for violence at his fingertips, but Danny was the one to make him want to be better. Jason finally wanted to come back to himself, to allow himself the grace to forgive and be forgiven and move towards a future that wasn’t bathed in blood and tainted by the Pit Rage. He wanted a better relationship with his family. He wanted to do his city proud. And he wanted Danny by his side through it all, apparent Kingly status and everything.

“Good,” Jason said, drinking in the sight of Danny’s own giddy grin that showed off the longer and more pointed canines that Jason was definitely not imagining dragging along his skin. No siree. He shuddered, and it was definitely from the cold that Danny radiated. Nothing else.

Danny seemingly felt the shiver and pulled back a little more and with a flash of light he was back to his messy black hair and blue eyes, standing on the ledge with his arms around Jason’s shoulders much like they were before he had tried to give Jason a heart attack earlier. The temperature warmed a few degrees and Jason noted the fact to ask about later. “Good,” Danny parroted and then let out a little sigh, “Though, we really do need to talk about this so you actually know what you’re getting into. There’s… there’s a lot I need to explain.”

Jason nodded in agreement. He couldn’t imagine that anything Danny had to tell him would change the way he felt, but he would very much like to know everything. “My place or yours?”

Danny grinned mischeivously, “What, not the Batcave? The sooner I disclose my identity to all your bats the less chance of me slipping that I know and being hunted for sport, right? Plus, I think I could use Batman and Red Robin’s help on a couple of things assuming they’re amenable.”

Jason shook his head immediately, not wanting to imagine how the conversation would go with his entire family there to harass them without them being a hundred percent prepared (and very curious about what exactly Danny could need Bruce and Tim’s help with).

“Absolutely not. I’m not letting that conversation happen with you there until I know they can all behave themselves and not be asses about it. Jason was especially worried about Bruce’s reaction considering the man’s trust issues and his invasive need to pry and leave no stone left unturned. His siblings would be nosy and insufferable with their teasing but at least Jason was used to their antics and could shield Danny from the worst of it by giving them the short rundown before the full question panel had to happen. No, better for Jason to learn it all first and be able to prepare them both for the inevitable shitshow.

Danny shrugged, “Probably best to go to my place anyway; I stole a bunch of tech from my parents and it’s way easier to explain everything with some visual examples.”

Jason arched a brow, “What kind of tech?”

Danny’s grin was down right devilish as he transformed once more with a flash of light and held out an inviting hand as he floated a few feet away from the ledge, “How do you feel about going ghost hunting?”

Jason had a sudden feeling that Danny was going to be the death of him, but, strangley, the thought wasn’t nearly as frightening as it should have been. Maybe Danny was onto something when he said dying once really put things into persepctive. After all, there were much worse ways to go.

He confidently stepped onto the ledge and grabbed the offered hand tightly, “Bring it on, Ghost King.”

[hamborgerz]

Starve a Fever (dpxdc)

Act 1: The Aftermath Never Looks Pretty

Scene 1: Hot Knife

Danny thought he was safe from disaster after everything he’d been through. He’d saved Amity Park from Ghosts and their Hunters time and again. Ancients, he saved the entire Ghost Zone—the Infinite Realms itself—from its very own tyrannical ruler when the fruitloop woke that damn Pariah Dark up from his forever nap. He even saved the world from his own future self, and it horrifies him to think about the thermos and its inhabitant locked away in the Long Now.

Yet, disaster strikes. It always has to in Danny’s life. Danny’s starting to think he was never meant to exist without disaster. That he’s cursed to forever half-live with everything crashing down around him no matter what he does. In another timeline, all it took for his entire family, his best friends, and the one good teacher in his life to be killed was him cheating on one stupid fucking test.

And in this one, all it took for the destruction of everything Danny ever cared about was for him to have a sleepover.

He should’ve known. He should’ve expected those bozos in white to try their luck again in destroying the Ghost Zone. Ever since they started kidnapping and experimenting on Ghosts, Danny has been working overtime to thwart them; he’s been endlessly ruining their bases, freeing their captives, and scaring them off of his streets.

But they’re like roaches, always coming back. It had gotten to the point that Amity Parkers, including his very own parents, got tired of their shit and started retaliating against their presence.

So, he should’ve expected this. Should have known that the GIW would take advantage of his parent’s portal once again. But this time, instead of the GIW getting permission to use the Portal, they invaded his home, killed his family, and shot a bomb into the Zone before Danny even woke up.

At least, that’s what Danny assumes is what happened, because there’s nothing left of his home to even figure out what really happened. If he had to make a guess, Danny would say the Ghost Zone acted on its own to protect itself, pushing out as much ectoplasm as it could to combat all the anti-ectoplasm that was shot in. Because that’s about the only thing Danny can think of that would destabilize the portal and the Zone that badly. The U.S. and the world is lucky that the explosion only took out half of Illinois.

Yeah, Danny thinks as he stares at the ashes of his home, lucky.

That’s what he must be too to have survived it all. From what Danny can remember, he’d woken up to the start of the explosion and didn’t even have enough time to transform before he felt like the portal opened up on him a second time. The tearing of his entire being, the evisceration of what makes him human—of what makes him a Ghost—and the subsequent nothingness until he woke up again.

It must have been weeks, months, maybe even a year. Danny couldn’t know for sure. All he’s done since he woke up is float above the remains of his home and feel every fissure in his core grow wider.

He failed them. Danny failed. He’d let go of his responsibilities—took a day off—and this is what happens. He’s lost everyone. His mom, dad, Jazz, Tucker, Sam—everyone. And there’s nothing he can do to fix it. He has no way to access the Ghost Zone, not unless he bows down to Vlad, if the fruitloop is even still around, or conveniently finds a natural portal. And even if he could get into the Zone and find Clockwork, it’s likely that if Clockwork could have done anything to stop this reality from happening then the Ghost would have done so already.

Which leads Danny to know this from deep within his heart, his core—

This was always meant to be.

Danny was always meant to lose everything.

The pain from accepting this breaks him, and all he can do is collapse into the ashes of his haunt and wail.

Scene 2: Genesis

Danny can't remember another day where his core didn’t throb, and his heart didn’t hurt. It seems like he's in a perpetual state of pain with his Obsession screaming from within him to fix what was done to his haunt, snarling at him to pick himself up and take on his responsibility (whatever that could be now that the Ghost Portal is destroyed along with his entire town).

Danny is starting to see how Dan truly came to be inevitable. He’s tried to block out his Ghost half by staying in his human form and depriving himself of any ectoplasm-rich environment, but his core still thrums with his heartbeat even though both his human body and his Ghost is weak. He’s so weak that he's even wound up passing out multiple times in random alleyways in random cities, or on the side of highways, walking toward a destination he doesn’t know and doesn’t care to figure out. If he feels himself coming across a place with higher ambient ectoplasm, he turns tail and runs.

What's worse is that there’s an anger within him that incites an even greater fear. It’s so strong that, in his lowest moments, he begs for the Ancients to be merciful. It’s gotten down to the point where all Danny can think of to stop himself from going ballistic is truly to bite the bullet.

But then he thinks about how Dani might still be out there, and it makes him continue walking. Vlad’s still missing; the fruitloop being the first person Danny tried to find, but there was no trace of him in Illinois nor in Wisconsin. Danny can only hope beyond anything that Dani might still be around, maybe even searching for him too. She said the last time they met—which from what Danny learned was around seven months ago and a month before the incident—that she’d be in the states for a while. A while being anywhere near one week or a full year. Danny desperately wants her to have meant a full year.

With no way to easily track his clone—the very last of his family, his people, his haunt, his responsibility—since every single piece of Ghost Hunting equipment blown up with the GIW and his parents inventions, Danny has been going off of his internal compass, letting his core direct him. It’s about the only thing that he lets his core do, no matter how much it screams at him to let out everything he’s holding inside.

Anyhow, it’s a very wishy-washy way of tracking since he’s trying to avoid areas rich with ectoplasm and other such places like Fawcett city that are so intertwined with the extranormal that they’re bound to affect his Ghost-half. He doesn’t know exactly where he’s being directed, but there’s a definite path. Every time he’s strayed from going due East, his core would roar and thrash within him until he redirects himself.

Danny almost regrets going off the whims of his core when he winds up in Gotham, a city bound to death and debauchery. He can feel his core sucking in every ounce of ectoplasm it can. The only thing keeping him from getting the hell out of dodge is the tugging on his core, the distant feeling of ectoplasm so familiar that he’d think it was his own if not for the fact he knows it’s not. If he digs into the feeling, Danny can make out all that makes Dani’s ecto-signature unique from his own, almost like an appraiser seeing every little detail defining an art piece as unique to its artist’s style.

Danny knows with every fiber of his being, even betting on his non-existent grave (something that somehow carries more weight than one would think), that Dani was at least in this city recently, if not in it now.

He drags his starving body through the bowels of Gotham, letting his eyes wander to the neon signs that mingle amongst the gargoyles. Danny doesn’t know much about the city, other than what his parents told him; of which was that he should never go there unless he wants to gamble his life away or die in a shoot-out between the various mobs, or in a rogue attack. He also remembers his parents trying to spook him with a rumor about there being a crime-lord so powerful that he strikes fear into the hearts of every criminal, rogue, and mob-boss in Gotham. A single man—the Batman, his parents would whisper as if simply saying his name could summon him even though they were nearly a thousand miles away—who stops at nothing to fulfill his mission.

Now his parents never told him what that mission was, but Danny really didn’t care to know and even just thinking about his mom and dad drives the hatchet deeper into the fissures of his core.

His feet, bare and bloody, scrap across the concrete, and Danny pushes himself to go faster as his nose picks up the actual scent of Dani—his clone, his cousin, his sister, his family, his haunt. Danny doesn’t even care that the nighttime stragglers—the gamblers, the drunks, the working girls, the homeless, and everyone else—are giving him an even wider berth as he starts to fling his head around, trying to catch the trail his core cries for him to follow. He forgets the pain from his hunger, the glass digging into his souls, and the strengthening of his Ghost as he finally, finally has a direct path to Dani.

Danny doesn’t even realize that he’s running until he’s already coming upon an abandoned building that’s drenched with ectoplasm. In the back of his mind, Danny makes the connection from the gaudy sign out front that this must have been some Ghost Hunter’s business, one that could actually do their job based on slight tang of blood blossoms. But the thought stays in the back of his mind until Danny rushes into the basement and sees it.

There, in the very center of the musty basement, is a circle of dried blood blossoms surrounding a very intricately written spell that Danny can’t make out because there’s a massive splatter of ectoplasm soaking the concrete. A splatter of ectoplasm that his core recognizes. A splatter that he lets himself drop onto his knees in front of, desperately grasping at the dissipating ectoplasm that smells like his own, but he knows it isn’t because it’s—

It's—

His core stalls like a car engine when you've pressed too hard on the gas. Danny feels the electricity inside of him crackle. Goosebumps spread across his arm, and his hair stands on end. The static in the air climbs, and there’s half a second before Danny’s humanity slips away in a lightning strike of pure white.

Danny takes that time to breathe in.

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uuhhhhh okay well this is from my Thomas Wayne Batman thing here's the description lmao

Thomas Wayne (Batman) wards Danny Fenton (Phantom) after shenanigans and Amity Park plus half of Illinois exploding itself due to the Ghost Portal destabilizing after the GIW send a rocket of anti-ectoplasm into it. The Ghost Zone acted on its own to protect itself, pushing out as much ectoplasm as it could to combat all the anti-ectoplasm that was shot in. Luckily, it only took out half a state instead of the entire country.

[disillusioneddanny]

Learn How to Fly Day 3 Wings Au

Danny soared through the open skies of the Ghost Zone following the tugging he had felt in his core. He had been awoken from his nap from something telling him he needed to go to a very specific spot in the realms right that second or else. And Danny did not particularly want to find out what that or else was if he was being completely honest. So, here he was, flying through the realms at breakneck speeds trying to follow this incessant tugging at his core. 

He had never felt anything like this before in his entire half life but it was making him feel as though he was going to lose his mind. He blindly followed what felt like a rope tied to his core until he came upon a small floating island. The halfa tilted his head to the side as he took in the island. 

That was new. 

At sixteen, Danny was still just a prince of the Infinite Realms but he had already gotten to the point in his training that he knew of every island and every spot in the Ghost Zone and he was absolutely certain that he had never seen this island before. Flying closer to the small floating rock, it hit him. 

There was a new ghost! The zone had created a new lair for them! He flew even faster to get to the island, he needed to welcome the new ghost, that’s why he was here. 

With a practiced grace, Danny turned his tail into legs and landed in the center of the island before following the tug to a small ghost, curled in on themselves. He tilted his head as he took in this new being. They looked like they had wings?

“Hello,” he said hesitantly, stepping forward to poke the being. “Are you okay there?”

The ghost jumped and lifted their head from their knees to stare up at Danny. “Who the fuck are you?” They demanded. Danny took in their appearance then and raised an eyebrow. White hair with a black streak, slightly blue tinted skin, green eyes, black wings. Those were new, he didn’t think he’d ever seen a ghost with wings before. The most interesting part, though was the fact that the kid was wearing a Robin costume. Something felt off about this ghost, something he had only felt with two other beings in his entire life. 

A grin split onto his face. A new halfa! Although, it seemed this halfa hadn’t finished forming all the way. Didn’t look like he had come back from the dead just yet like Danny had. But then again, every halfa experience was different. Dani had been created, Plasmius had formed slowly over time, Danny’s had been instantaneous. This kid certainly felt like a halfa, like calls to like and all that. But they didn’t feel quite complete, like they hadn’t gone through the entire halfa process yet. Danny didn’t know how better to describe it than that but, he would just go with it. 

“Prince Phantom of the Infinite Realms. At your service,” Danny said with an over exaggerated bow. He glanced back at the boy and held out a hand. “And you are?”

The boy squinted at him before he took the prince’s hand and allowed Danny to pull him up to standing position. The new ghost wobbled slightly before gaining his balance.  “The name’s Robin,” he lied. Danny took the lie and accepted it. 

“Now, are you the real Robin or just a cosplayer?” Danny asked, giving the teenager a curious look. 

“The fuck? I’m the real Robin! Now tell me where the hell I am and how can I get back home!”

Danny tilted his head to the side and started to float around the boy, taking in his appearance once more. Maybe that was why he had wings? To symbolize his status as one of the Robins that worked for Batman. He had to be the newer Robin, everyone knew that the original one had become Nightwing once he got older. “What’s the last thing you remember, Robin?”

The new halfa frowned, his eyebrows furrowing together. “I was in a warehouse and, and I was wanting my dad to show up and save me. The Joker,” the pale boy’s face seemed to pale even more as realization dawned on him. “Am I dead!?” 

Danny gave the teenager a grim smile. “Unfortunately,” he said and landed once more in front of the boy. “But, things aren’t all bad here. I know it’s a lot to take in but you came back as a ghost! And an interesting one at that,” he said, trying to stay upbeat. He knew how hard it was to come to terms with your own death and mortality. Danny had gone through the motions as well. 

Robin screwed up his nose. “What do you mean an interesting one? What’s interesting about being dead! It just means my dad- I mean Batman didn’t save me like he was supposed to!” He shouted, throwing his arms out, only to start to wobble once again and grab onto Danny’s arm to stabilize himself. “Why the fuck can’t I balance?”

“Look behind you,” Danny instructed softly. Robin frowned but did as Danny said. The prince held back his giggles as he watched Robin’s jaw drop in disbelief, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. 

“Holy shit. I have wings!”

“Robin’s wings!” Danny said gleefully. “Get it! Because you’re a robin!” He said before he burst into cackles, unable to hold them in any longer. “They’re very pretty.”

“How do I get rid of them? I don’t know how to use wings!?” Robin shouted. Danny just shrugged and stepped behind the newly formed ghost and carefully took the wings in his hands and spread them out. 

“I’m sure between the two of us, we can figure it out,” Danny hummed. “Can you move them at all? Maybe concentrate on your back muscles or something?”

Robin squeezed his eyes tight as he tried to move the muscles in his back. Danny titled it head to the side as he watched the teen fail miserably at it. 

“Maybe wave your arms?” He suggested. “Like sway them back and forth?”

“I feel stupid,” Robin grumbled. Danny just chuckled. Better that he feel stupid than have that meltdown about being dead. Danny was just happy to get the guy distracted for at least a little bit before the whole death thing really hit him. It would inevitably hit him but maybe the prince could prolong it just enough to get Robin to Far Frozen to get him checked out and see if Danny’s feeling about him being a halfa was right. 

“You look pretty stupid too,” Danny said with a snort. Robin shot him a glare from over his shoulder. The halfa just ignored him and took the tips of Robin’s wings and started to move them back and forth slowly. “Focus on the muscles that are moving with them, roll your shoulders a little? Maybe that’ll help.”

Robin slowly rolled his shoulders, lifting the wings up just a bit. He frowned and closed his eyes once more as he continued to try and feel his wings until one fluttered underneath Danny’s hand before they flapped once. 

“Holy shit,” he breathed, flapping them again. “That’s so weird. How do I fly with them?”

“I dunno, but let’s figure it out!” Danny said, jumping in place as the excitement raced through him. He was so excited to watch Robin learn to fly with his wings. He felt even happier knowing it was because he helped him do it! Robin flashed him a cute smile that caused Danny’s core to flutter. He smiled back, this was going to be so much fun. 

After about six months in the Ghost Zone, Jason had managed to really figure out the flying thing with his wings. He had also finally decided to trust Danny enough with his name after Danny had told him his was actually Danny, not Phantom. They had also gone to see Frostbite who had confirmed that Jason was a halfa but that his human half just wasn’t ready to come out yet. Little did they know that Jason’s human half was about to wake up and start wandering the streets of Gotham, completely brain dead and out of his mind. 

“Come on Jay, race ya!” Danny shouted back at his boyfriend. That was the other thing, after spending all of their time together, the two halfas had become absolutely smitten with one another until Jason had finally managed to work up the courage to kiss Danny one night after learning how to use his powers. 

Jason had formed a core made of light and the two had been having so much fun watching as Jason learned how to bend light and shadows to his whim, making the lights brighter and darker. He didn’t think it was as cool as Danny’s ice powers but it was still pretty fucking fun. 

“You’re on,” Jason called, flapping his wings a few times before he took to the air. Technically he could fly the same way Danny did just by defying gravity and doing whatever he wanted. But there was just something so exhilarating about flapping his large, beautiful wings to soar through the Ghost Zone. 

He quickly gained speed, managing to catch up to his doofus of a boyfriend rather easily. “Where are we going?” He asked, glancing over at Danny’s face. The ghost prince had become his absolute best friend and then something so much more special to Jason. He had been there for all of Jason’s hard times, comforted him as he came to terms with his death and held his hand every step of the way as he figured everything out. He wasn’t sure when he would be able to reconnect with his human half and become what Danny had told him was a halfa and he didn’t really know when he would be ready to do that. What if he never felt ready for that? Couldn’t he just stay a ghost and be happy?

“To your lair! I have a surprise for you!” Danny called back to him as they swooped beneath an island. Jason felt himself turn sideways, his wings easily gliding through the air. He wouldn’t have his wings in his human form. Or at least he didn’t think so, how would he even explain them to literally anyone? Not only that but how would he even explain how he had come back to life? There were so many uncertainties and Jason didn’t know how to handle any of them. He and Danny had only really talked about the barest aspects of a plan, only really figuring out how Danny could find him and when he should once Jason had turned back into a human. 

Danny had offered multiple times to help him plan for what he was going to do when he came back to life and woke up in his grave but Jason had just brushed him off. He would figure it out eventually. The two soon landed on the ground of Jason’s lair and the fifteen year old immediately ran to his boyfriend and scooped him up in his arms. 

“I won,” he said with a grin. Danny just rolled his eyes. 

“No, you didn’t. I did, obviously,” he stated before pressing a soft kiss to Jason’s lips. “But I’m willing to say that we tied if you are.”

Jason hummed and kissed Danny once more. “I think that’s fine,” he murmured. “Now what did we fly all the way out to my lair?” He asked, setting Danny down once more.

“I think it’s time for you to go back to your human self,” Danny told him, taking Jason’s hand in his. “This portal opened up recently and I think it’s for you.”

Jason gave his boyfriend a nervous look. “I don’t know if I’m ready,” he said quietly. Danny just gave him a soft kiss. 

“I believe in you. And once you come back as a human, I’ll come looking for you. You’ve already given me all the information I need to find you. Gotham City, New Jersey. You live with Bruce Wayne, ask for Jason Todd,” he said dutifully. While Danny had been living full time in the Ghost Zone for about a year now, he was still pretty shaky about making his own portals. He could never seem to make them in the spots he wanted which resulted in him appearing in very random parts of the world rather than where he wanted. So it would take him some time to get to Jason, especially since this portal in front of them was very clearly only meant for Jason. 

Jason nodded and hugged Danny tight. “I’ll see you soon, okay? Give me a week like we agreed on so I can get things figured out with Bruce and then you can come see me.”

Danny nodded and held Jason close to him. It was going to suck going from seeing his boyfriend every day to going an entire week without him but it would be fine. They could do this. Jason gave his boyfriend one final kiss before he stepped through the portal, closing his eyes as he did. 

When he came out, though and opened his eyes once more, he frowned. This wasn’t his casket. And he definitely wasn’t in Gotham anymore.

[mkarchin713]

Baba loved her young charge and often wished she could spirit him and his sister away from her creators.

Baba was originally just a simple AI created by the Fentons. Originally she was simply the security/mobile home feature but has quickly evolved into a nanny program.

Oh how Baba loved her charges and the more her creators experimented with ectoplasm the more her love, personality and free will grew. Of course Baba couldn’t let her creators know about her growing ghostly/liminal nature lest they deactivate her and if they did who would look after Danny and Jazz. The last time they shut her down for maintenance Danny had wandered into her creators newest invention and had a portal to the infinite realms open up right on top of him.

The only good things that came from poor Danny’s accident was a power boost for her and she got to meet sweet Nicolai. Nicolai was more than happy to help her out, he even helped her get internet access. Baba used this access to try and help her charges. The portal opening had only increased the neglect her creators heaped upon her charges. Baba could do many things but she couldn’t make food out of thin air and the children would run out of food soon.

Baba used her new powers to discover that Vlad was the children’s godfather. Baba had hoped she could find a way to get the children into his custody. Unfortunately when she tried to talk to Vlad she had startled the poor man to the point he fell backwards and hit his head and took a very long nap. Baba had to find a new way to keep her charges safe.

Baba’s next plan arose when she found out that Jack had made himself sterile with his experiments so the Fentons had “borrowed” the DNA of Jacks closest living relative, Bruce Wayne, in order to create the children. It didn’t take much effort for Baba to leak this information on the internet.

Baba had carefully researched Bruce Wayne and knew that if he found out he had children out there he would come and see them, realize that her creators where neglecting his children and take them away.

Wait.

Bruce Wayne was going to take her charges away from her, she hadn’t even thought of that, she was so preoccupied trying to get her charges away from her creators she neglected to remember she couldn’t go with them.

Baba was worrying herself into a tizzy when sweet Danny had decided to activate her mother program, the Baba Yaga protocol, and walk the house to Gotham and find Bruce Wayne herself.

Why hadn’t she thought about that. They could even pick up Jazz on the way to Gotham, plus they where taking the portal with them so Nicolai could visit. This was going to be a wonderful trip.

Danny was annoyed. Who were these people? Vlad hadn't even been dead for a week before these people with cameras began stalking him. He could understand paparazzi in any other city. But this was Amity Park. Nothing ever happened here...except the ghosts but that wasn't too unusual compared to other places like Metropolis and Gotham.

Speaking of Gotham, most of these reporters seemed to be form there. What were people from New Jersey doing all the way in Illinois? And why were they crowded around his house? Why were they asking about Bruce Wayne? Did Vlad do something before his death that put him at odds with the Gotham Billionaire playboy?

Danny heard the security system shoot another one of the reporters and sighed before activating the Baba Yaga protocol. It was hilarious to see the looks on thier faces when the house grew legs and walked away.

Dannys parents had long since chased off any potential babysitters, so they just made an AI to babysit him when they were away. Said AI was taking care of him for the two weeks his parents were away and his older sister was at summer camp. Danny actually preferred this because the AI could cook way better than his mom and better at driving than his dad.

With everyone gone and the AI hacked by him and his elementary school on summer break, this seemed like the perfect time to go to this Bruce guy and ask him whats going on.

Aka one of the bats has a kid out there and the press learns about it before the bats do. Danny is an overconfident little kid who feels untouchable in his parents mad science house.

Is Danny still Phantom in this au? Who's son is he? Was vlad still obsessed with him and maddie and made him his heir? So many questions. You decide.

[aedelia]

Seven Lives (DannyMay2020- Favorite AU)

Warning, angst ahead.  You have been warned. (Many thanks to @lexosaurus for putting up with my comma abuse and various grammatical mistakes)

Danny May 2020

Favorite AU

Seven Lives

There was a friendly ghost cat that liked to hang out a few streets over from Fentonworks.  Danny saw her almost every day, whether he was trudging to school, or when he was patrolling.  She would come out and wind around his legs, purring and meowing for his attention.  

The residents of the street didn’t seem to mind her presence. She was very sweet, affectionate, and she helped keep the minor ghost pests down. 

Danny didn’t think much of it when she didn’t come to greet him Wednesday morning, he didn’t see her every time he walked by. Sometimes she was busy napping in the sun, chasing shadows, or demanding affection from other people on the street.  When he didn’t see her at all Thursday, he was concerned.  By Friday morning, he was worried.

The walk home was uneventful and devoid of friendly tail or whisker.  He kicked the door open with his foot, dumped his bag by the door, and headed down the basement stairs.

“Hey Mom, Dad, I’m gonna go hang out with Tucker and Sam,” he said while descending to the basement.

“Hey Sweetie!” his mother called back. “Since it’s the weekend that’ll be alright, just make sure you get something to eat before you go.”

As Danny hit the bottom step, his nose was assaulted by the electric-lime tang of ectoplasm.  He took a hesitant step forward into the lab, not really wanting to see whatever experiment his parents had managed to cook up.

His mother smiled at him, ectoplasm splattered across her hood and hazmat suit.  “How was school today, Danny?”

“Danno!” His father boomed, also covered in ectoplasm. “Do you have a lot of homework?  Maybe you can come help us in the lab after you’re done hanging out with your friends!”

Danny’s eyes slid from his exuberant parents, to the lab table in between them. Dread filled him as they then followed the slow drip, drip of ectoplasm from the floor back up to the table surface.  His muscles froze and his stomach dropped to his feet. An icy feeling crept up his throat.  He felt the temperature drop around him and further chill the air of the lab.  His heartbeat, normally very slow and steady, jumped in his chest like a panicked rabbit.

Danny couldn’t catch his breath.  Every shallow inhale brought the sickening scent of lime fizz and chemicals into his lungs.  His head pounded and a static tingling crawled from his shoulders to his fingertips.  A roaring noise keened in his ears but over it all he could still clearly hear the slow dripping of ectoplasm rolling off the table and platting on the floor.

‘Oh no, oh no, no no no no...’ His hands trembled as they clenched into fists at his sides and he swayed slightly as he saw just where the friendly cat ghost had been.

He stumbled closer to the table.

His mother turned to him, the light reflecting off the red lens of her goggles at odds with her concerned tone. “Honey, are you feeling alright? You’re looking a little green.” She reached for his forehead with an ectoplasm stained glove.

He dodged out of her reach, barely avoiding the puddle of green at the base of the lab table. 

He peered down at the table. “Ms. Chonkers?” he whispered faintly, just below the threshold of human hearing.

The partially dissected ghost lifted her head fractions of an inch and gave a pathetic wheezing, “Mew.”  She then sagged back down to the table.

Danny’s eyes darted between his parents before settling back on the unfortunate ghost in front of him.  Her core was exposed, the golf ball sized light quivering in the sterile air of the lab.

He swallowed down bile as he desperately tried to think of a way to get his parents away from the cat before they managed to hurt her any more.

“Danny?” his mother said.

Danny swallowed again. “Just wanted to check in.” He flicked his eyes to the cat and back, he had a ghost of a plan, but would need to hurry.

He quickly turned heel and fled back upstairs, trying to keep his revulsion and nausea down. As his foot hit the uppermost step, he heard his mother—no, Maddie say, “Careful Jack. Don’t disturb the core. We don’t want this one disintegrating before we’re done studying it.  Just think of all the technological and scientific advancements we can make if we figure out how it works!”

He got to the kitchen and paced back and forth for a moment. He needed to get his parents out of the house immediately and without question.  He stopped and yanked his phone out, nearly fumbling it in his haste, and called his sister.

She picked up on the second ring. “Hello?  Danny?” 

“Jazz.  You need to call Mom and Dad and get them out of the house.  Tell them you saw Skulker terrorizing some kids or something, but it has to be as fast as you can!”

“Okay, little brother. But please, what’s going on? Are you okay?”

“Jazz, they have Chonkers.  Please hurry and get them out of the lab, it’s…really bad.”

Danny heard Jazz breathe in sharply.

“Alright, I’ll get them out. Do your best to save her!” 

Danny resumed his pacing as he waited.

After the longest 20 seconds of Danny’s half-life, his parents came thundering up the stairs.

“We’re coming, Jazzy-pants!” his dad cried.

“No putrid ghost hunter will lay a hand on our daughter!” shouted his mother.

The second he heard the door slam, Danny raced back down to the lab.  He jammed his thumb into the DNA scanner to open the portal before rushing back to the ghost.

“Ms. Chonkers!”  He quickly unstrapped the ecto-resistant restraints. His hands hovered over the cat, trembling.

“Mew,” she whimpered, sides heaving in distress.

Danny gingerly unpinned the peeled strips of green flesh and gently pushed them back in place, protecting the fragile core.  He carefully phased his arms through the table to gently lift her.  

Once safe in his arms, she began a rasping, purr.  

He turned to the swirling portal and hovered above the ground.  He winced and tried to ignore the soft splats of ectoplasm dripping off of his arms to the lab floor. 

She was melting in his arms.  

Once through the portal and into the ambient energy of the Infinite Realms, Chonkers began to revive somewhat.  Her tail twitched, and the dripping slowed.  

Danny touched down on a piece of floating rock near the portal and tenderly laid her down.  He rubbed around her ears and chin, being careful to avoid the incisions.  The cat’s purrs rumbled slightly louder.

“Still not stable,” he muttered.  Watching as steam rose off from the ectoplasm pooling around her body, he grasped at the loose soil covering their tiny island in frustration.  He shuddered, gasping as he tried to keep the sobs in.  

He couldn't fall to pieces right now, Chonkers already had that covered.  He opened his eyes after a few seconds, faintly luminous tears falling and cleaning tiny dots on his gloves.  

“What can stabilize a ghost that’s falling apart...melting?” he asked himself.

She was melting in his arms just like Dani.  Wait.  The Ecto-dejecto had saved Dani.  Maybe it could save Chonkers as well.  Clarity rushed over him now that he had a plan.

Danny gently stroked the side of Chonkers’ face. “I’ll be right back. It’ll be ok.”  

He flew back through the portal and scanned the failed experiment shelf. 

There it was. “Aha!” He snatched it and once again launched himself through the portal.

Once he was back at her side, he spritzed her with the ecto-dejecto.

‘Please work.’ 

Several agonizing seconds passed as Danny watched her sides heave, still sublimating and mixing into the ambient ectoplasm.

A ripple passed through her body. Then another, and another.  The puddle under her receded as her body slowly reformed.  

Danny let out a deep sigh as the minutes passed.  The tight feeling in his chest finally easing as Chonkers took a few unsteady steps to him, butting her head against his leg where he knelt. 

  “That was way too close,” Danny said as he obeyed her demands for affection and petted her.  His body sagged to the ground, unbelievably weary now that the crisis had passed. 

 Chonkers climbed onto his lap and purred. 

 “I know how cats usually feel about dogs, but maybe you could learn a few things from Cujo.  If you could change size like him, this won’t happen again.”  He hugged the cat in his arms, feeling the tension slowly bleed out of him. “It can’t happen again.”  

 Danny lifted the chunky cat up and held her at face level.  “You have to stay in here for now, it won’t be safe in the human world for you for a while.”  

 She mewed at him inquisitively.

 “I know you’re happy around people and doing cat things, but you have to stay here where it’s safe. At least until I can figure out how to keep this from happening again.”

 The cat meowed again and butted her head against his chin. 

 “I sure hope you understand me. I know ghost animals are usually a lot more intelligent than their living counterparts,” Danny said, petting the cat.

 Feeling slightly bad that he was about to trick her, Danny formed up a tiny glittering ball of ectoplasm in his hand and waved it in front of her whiskers.  Once he was sure she had locked onto the temporary toy and had entered dumb baby mode, he threw it as hard as he could away from the portal.  

 With the cat distracted, Danny slipped back into the normal world. He sighed in relief—his parents were still out.  Jazz must have set up a good distraction.  

 He slipped off a green stained glove and closed the portal.  Hopefully, that would keep Chonkers out of trouble for a few days.

 With one last glance around the gruesome lab, Danny fled to the bright sky and fresh air of the park.  He flew past the common areas to a secluded picnic area that was overgrown and forgotten by casual visitors.  He touched down at the table, slumping over and resting his face on his arms. 

 Now that he wasn’t just living in the moment, the full horror of what he had seen was starting to sink in.  His parents had caught an innocent and friendly ghost, and instead of studying her intact, had proceeded to cut her open.  And because when a ghost ends, they dissolve completely into base ectoplasm, she was aware and conscious the whole time.  

 Shudders wracked his body as he finally let himself sob, every breath bringing a sharp reminder from the persistent lime scent clinging to him.  They knew what her core was when they saw it.  His mother had warned his dad against disturbing it.  They had done this before.  How many ghosts had they ended on that table?  How many had he failed to save?

 He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when he heard the whistles and chirps of the pod of blob ghosts that lived in the park.  It had been long enough that most of the ectoplasm staining his suit had steamed away, leaving it deceptively clean.

 He felt feathery, gentle touches against his arms, shoulders, and head.  A few persistent nudges later, and he lifted his head from his arms.  He still had glowing tears running down to his chin, but he couldn’t help the weak smile that crossed his face when the blob ghosts cuddled all around him.  

 They nudged him to his feet and swarmed him, snuggling into his arms and resting on his head and shoulders.  Danny held himself with one arm, the other holding a particularly insistent large blob ghost.  The roiling nausea started to fade as the little ghosts cleaned away his tears and the rest of the stains on his outfit.  He couldn’t help a giggle when one nibbled his ear, making him squirm away.

 “I have to do something.  I can’t let this happen again,” Danny told the little ghosts, his gaze focused in the direction of his house.  He could see the top of the Ops Center above the tree line of the park.  Even way out here, he couldn’t escape reminders of what his parents had done.

 Determination filled him as the little ghosts continued to try to comfort him in their own way. “I can’t let any more innocent ghosts be harmed by them.  It’s time I did something.”

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Halloween prompts no. 17

Danny had to borrow Pandoras box to fight and seal away a giant evil space monster. After defeating it and sucking it up into the box, he takes the time to nerd out about fighting a space monster in space, not only that but another dimensions space! That opens up so many questions about other space anomalies such as wormholes and-

Unfortunately for him he failed to consider two crucial details.

1. The box does not judge what is good or what is evil. Thats the boxs users job.

2. The sun is close by.

All it took was Danny waving his wands around in his excitement from talking to himself for the boxs lid to open up just a crack.

Then the sun was gone.

Danny felt himself go pale. Knowing the people and creatures of Earth (and potential aliens from Mars) required the sun to not, ya know, freeze to death, he panicked hard and pulled all his power to teleport then entire solar system into the Infinite Realms.

Having such a sudden massive drain to his energy right after a taxing fight caused phantom to pass out from exhaustion and he was dragged into a hiding place by the little blob ghosts who were familiar with him and wanted to repay his kindness.

Meanwhile the people of Earth and Mars were wigging out like there's no tomorrow. Thier atmosphere was in tact but a odd green force field was around each of the celestial bodies, preventing anyone from leaving. Thankfully it kept most of the monsters from whereever this place was from entering either. Well, all but these tiny little blobs. But they seemed rather harmless and mostly just stuck to people seemingly at random.

Batman, however, wanted answers and started with inspecting the little blobs. He discovered that they tent to group in places where traumatic events happened and on people who have unresolved trauma or deeply negative emotions. Needless to say his family is swarmed constantly. Damian keeps feeding them snacks, Tim has taken to wearing a pseudo space helmet equipped with an automatic windshield wiper so he could see (he gets swarmed constantly and by far the worst), Jason had run from the swarms at first but has slowly come to except them. Then he found out a group of them had killed the Joker after the clown killed on of thier own and now Jason loves them, Dick somehow managed to convince them to hold little flowers and he made a flower crown using thier squishy moldable little bodies. Cute. Duke has to wear sunglasses all the time because these things make his eyes hurt, Cass surprisingly only has a small following, Steph has them in her hair all the time wether she wants to or not, Barbara has some playing on her wheelchair and and clinging to her arms and Bruce...well let's just say its hard to be intimidating when you're covered in tiny squishy balls of smiling creatures that squee happily at every movement. If he puts on his cowl some will race to the top of his head between the bat ears and claim it as thier nap spot before the others can. They're like children.

The Justice League come together to discuss this issue and how to solve it. They debate on either they should break through the force field to see what the outside is like, but that idea is quickly scrapped due to the giant monsters and the fact they don't know if the force field is whats keeping the atmosphere in tact or if it would be effected if it was broken.

No one on the JL or the JLD knew what this place was, how they got here, or how to get out, but normal people were suddenly able to see things like ghosts and demons which is leading to whole new crisises.

Superman really doesn't like how similar this world looks to the Phantom Zone and he needs to be careful since this place has no sun

Danny does eventually wake up over a week later and has GZ food and water basically shoved in his face by his little friends. The thing about blob ghosts was that they were basically the clean up crew of the place. They absorbed negativity and neutralized it before releasing it back into the area. Many ghosts kept them as pets due to making them feel better and helping them overcome trauma.

Danny really loved the little guys and was currently sticking some onto himself while trying to give himself a pep talk and go ask Pandora how to return the sun to its proper place so he can start figuring out how he was going to send an entire star system back to its home dimension. He doesn't even know how he brought it here in the first place!!!

All Clockwork would say is, "All is as it should be."