#Danny: Had a king to kill you know how it is

[knewt-richter]

Usually I'm just a silent lurker that consumes fandom content, but @sashas-rjone recently posted a video of Istvan's theme from kcd2 and it captured my mind for the whole day, so I did a little analysis about it on X and now I'd like to share an extended version here as well.

I should mention that I'm not a professional musician and never had a real opportunity to play in an orchestra, just have music education background.

So, to this video and the leitmotif:

The melody is always revolves around small range of F# G E

Don't mind the tempo, the online free program just won't let me change it

As you can see, there are semitones that are commonly used to make an unsettling or mysterious atmosphere. Something similar you can hear in Danny Elfman's "Jack's Lament".

Or you can try listening to the Necropolis theme from HoMM3 - it has both an orchestra and a choir that convey the eerie feeling you get from creepy castle of undead.

So, together with slowed tempo and repeating pattern with no resolution we get a sleeky and oblique melody, which helps reinforce our impression that Istvan is a cunning and dangerous man.

His leitmotif is one of several recurring musical phrases used to portray KCD's characters, and its subsequent appearance thoroughout KCD2 is one of the most intresting part of his story.

The leitmotif begins with Istvan's Voice, the oboe, which is a fairly iconic solo instrument for symphony orchestras. Since it usually leads orchestra in tuning, proving A note for other participants due to its more stable pitch, the choice of this instrument to represent Istvan's character is the best pick. We have a Voice (oboe) leading the others (as the strings accompanying it in the background), putting his ideas into their heads, manipulating and controlling them.

And I should note here that it may actually be the Hungarian version of the oboe, the tarogato, which would further accentuate Istvan's foreignness! But I'm not sure, as I find it hard to tell them apart.

Then, the defenestration scene. It's night, rain is pouring outside, candles are glowing sickeningly, big dark shadow is moving along the walls, and our nemesis is here and urging us to act, to make a mistake, some hasty decision - it all feels like a fever dream. And that's where the tempo quickens. The oboe is replaced by a tuba, sounding low and cranky, like some caricature of the original Voice. As if it mockes us for killing Istvan and choosing the path he chose years ago (remember Istvan telling Henry how alike they are). The tuba also gets more supporters in the voices here - the strings are joined by the choir.

And, by the way, the tuba has the same energy as in the begging of "In the Hall of the Mountain King", and brings a grimmer and more madding atmosphere.

The nightmare scene is missing, but it also features Istvan's leitmotif. The calm and happy melody in major key abruptly transitions into what we already know belongs to our Hungarian nobleman as he invades the dream, takes a hammer and forges not only a blade but Henry's mind, plaguing him, making him suffer even while being a dead mercenary.

And finally, in the part with Erik, the leitmotif reapears, but now it's not just one main voice and a few minions echoing it. No, that's the entire orchestra, strings, brass and percussion, singing it all together, conveying a sense of bigger threat than just Istvan alone could provide. As well as Erik along with the soldiers trying to capture Henry.

As Erik inherits more of Istvan's theme into his musical representation, the leitmotif metamorphoses into an agressive marching version of itself, representing not just one man but an entire army. And the outcome now seems to be way more brutal to our, the listeners, perception. The violins here also convey the emotions in Erik's voice, being almost on the brink, raw and unruled (Jim High putting tension into Erik's voice and turning it into a growl is a chef's kiss, really).

Of course, there are other episodes when we can hear Istvan's leitmotif, which ranges from a single melody to a whole march, creeping into other leitmotifs, making connections between all these pieces, gathering them into one big image.

The music of KCD is truly a masterpiece. It doesn't just accompany the picture, it tells a story you can't see, but are still able to observe. Istvan's cunning nature, his power and how it affects those around him are all in this particular leitmotif. If KCD3 is to happend, we will definitely hear it again.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 170

Once again on my Ras & Danny being training rivals thanks to time travel bullshit. 

Look, Danny knows about the league of Assassins, but he almost dies of laughter when he realizes it’s the modern name of the league of Shadows. He’s an adult now, has been for a while, he’s allowed to find the situation he’s found himself in amusing. Hell, his sparring buddy who is somehow still alive is laughing too. 

And no one else knows what’s going on, okay? This random man walked into their secret base, completely ignored the many assassins trying to stop him, and called their illustrious leader a “Little Bitch Man” and they are now fighting?

The fighting is familiar, but why the fuck is Ras cackling and saying things like “Ayreh Feek” back. Practically saying “Fuck you,” while laughing and oh Pit, they’re Bantering this is terrifying, why has Ras not won yet, why has this man not died yet and- bodies aren’t supposed to bend like that what the fuck- 

Ras on the other hand, has One friend, who is immortal like him, actually remembers the shit he complains about, is also down for saving endangered animals, and actually knows how to spar! It’s not a proper spar unless someone loses at least a hand that has to be reattached! And honestly, people nowadays should know that the proper greeting to an old friend is to instantly try to kill the other. 

[apatheticsunday]

Graveyard Favors

AKA "The Lazarus Pit doesn't exist and Jason Todd crawls out of his grave. Only for a huge, red-eyed dog to escort him to the Ghost King, who apologies for making him a zombie. But, uh, I can kill your murderer for you?" prompt!

(Also known as Grimm!Cujo plays fetch with a Zombie Robin and Danny's just trying to undo a really, really bad clerical error.)

I like the idea of Cujo playing as a sort of Church Grimm, Charon (Ferryman of the Styx River in the Underworld), and Cerberus. He protects graves, guides the dead, and is Danny's personal guard dog to the entrance of the Infinite Realms. There are portals in every graveyard across the Realms because ghosts typically haunt where their bodies are. The King's servants collect the ghosts from Earth graves and safely into the Ghost Zone.

But what happens when a ghost re-enters its original dead body?? Do the servants just... shrug it off, say it's an Earth problem? Or do they do the workplace equivalent of going to the manager? I like the idea that it's actually Danny's fault and he's scrambling to keep it under wraps, to not do any worse of a job than he already is (he's still young for a Ghost King, he's going to make a lot of mistakes early on, right?).

Maybe Danny wasn't paying attention to his paperwork, had been stamping documents with his Royal Seal without really reading it, and Clockwork slipped in an Undead Appeal form in Danny's pile to teach him a lesson. The Appeal is for one Jason Todd-Wayne, located in a small plot in Gotham City.

So, Danny does what any person trying to undo a really bad mistake does. He says, "Don't worry about it, I'm taking care of it!" Except it's literally a human being he reanimated after being dead for several months. He's utterly terrified he's created the first of an unstoppable zombie plague or he's going to Ghost Jail for unknowingly violating the Geneva Convention of the Ghost Zone. Either way, Danny knows he has to handle this himself.

And there's Jason, leaning against a wolf-sized Cujo, at the foot of his grave. He looks... lost. Exhausted, alone. And Danny's like, oh, Hells, I did that. That's my fault. Cujo snuffles worriedly against Jason's face.

"Jason? Jason Todd?" Danny calls out. He wonders belatedly if he should've worn his High King of Infinite Realms attire, but he's still in Tucker's ratty Amity-Uni sweater and ripped jeans. Jason looks up at him from where he's now slouched against Cujo, slowly inching his way closer to the ground.

"I-my name's Danny. I'm-"

"Hospital," Jason rasps, nearly fully on the ground now. And oh, yeah, being freshly undead probably isn't as easy as switching between human and Ghost. Hells, what was he thinking? So, Danny finds himself in the Gotham Hospital waiting room as Jason's being treated and he's sitting there thinking about how to reintroduce himself. He can't be a stuttering, unsure mess when he's admitting to a grave error. Would Jason even believe him? Probably not, right?

That's how Jason Todd wakes up to the High King of Infinite Realms, Space, and the Dead next to his beside.

Danny admits his mistake, apologizes, and offers a Royal Boon in the form of an unbreakable vow. Anything his zombie needs or wants, the High King will provide. He probably should've expected it when Jason immediately says he wants to murder the Joker, brutally, painfully. Personally.

It's surprisingly easy to sign a Death Warrant.

(Later, after the Joker's prolonged and agonizing death is reported by the Gotham News, Jason asks Danny for money. Danny's like?? I already helped you avenge your murder?? And Jason just guilt-trips the ever-loving shit out of him. You brought me back from the dead a penniless and homeless zombie, you even said you'd provide for me, but now you're takin' it back?? Are you a fuckin' liar?? Danny's like, no, you're right, I'm so, so, so sorry, here's like 20k in Ancient Gold. Cue side-story of Danny unintentionally becoming Jason "Gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss" Todd's sugar daddy.)

[celestialgalaxyglow]

Batfam and Danny, part 1

Jason was at first hesitant about the floating white-haired green-eyed child that offered to be his sidekick. Evermore so when the kid told him that he knew that Jason had been dead. He explained that he could tell because he himself was half-ghost. Despite his hesitations he decided to take the kid on for a trial period.

The kid proved to be skilled, and knew how to deal with the many criminals that made business in Gotham. Over the last month he found himself growing closer to the boy, and upon learning that his parents tried to kill him for his half-ghostly nature, he decided to take a page from his old man's book and "legally" adopt the kid, this black-haired blue-eyed kid, his new son, Danny.

Now came the hard part, introducing him to his family. He had sent Alfred a message saying that he would make an appearance for the weekly family dinner with an additional guest. The following day they arrived at the manor. As they walked into the dinning room the rest of the family were already seated, he and Danny made their way to their seats.

Alfred: Master Jason, thank you for joining us tonight.

Jason: Of course Alfred. Jason looked at Danny and stood. Everyone I would like you all to meet Daniel, he goes by Danny. He's my new sidekick... and of a week ago my adopted son.

The rest of the family stopped eating and looked at Jason.

Bruce: You... adopted?

Damian: I'm rather surprised, I would have expected Richard to be the first on of us to adopt a child, he is the most like father. Nevertheless I shall take my new responsibilities as an uncle with great humility.

Dick: Damn, Damian what did I ever do to you? How am I the most like dad?

Bruce: What's wrong with being like me- No, where getting off point. Jason you adopted?

Jason: I did.

Bruce: I- hi Danny, welcome to the family.

Danny: Hi grandpa!

Snickering could be heard across the table.

Bruce: Hi kiddo, so how you two meet?

Danny: I followed him home and in through the window. I became his sidekick, then his son, and now we're here.

Jason: Danny is a meta, an experiment gone wrong caused him to become half-ghost, it's a little complicated, but he has some neat powers.

Tim: What happened to your parents?

Danny: They tried to kill me because of my powers.

Cass (signing): We know our next targets then.

Bruce: Cass no. Jason how did you even adopt Danny?

Jason: I stole one of the pre-notarized adoption papers you keep in your desk.

Bruce: Ahh. Well I'll still ask Barbara to make that 100% official.

Stephany: Don't worry Danny at one point or another all our adopts legally were questionable at best.

Danny: Ok.

Bruce: Well it's good to have you here with us Danny. You two are welcomed to spend the night and join us for training in the morning?

Jason (looking at Danny, who was looking at him): Sure.

Alfred: Splendid, now let's eat, supper is getting cold. And I don't want Master Daniel's first dinner as part of the family to a less than perfect.

They all started eating.

Danny: Oh, I'm also the Supreme King of the Infinite Realms, High King of the Ghost Zone, and King of all Ghosts.

Jason: I knew I was forgetting something.

Danny and Jason went back to eating as the rest of the family looked at them bewildered.

(Master Post)

[yourlocalsurrealism]

DPXDC PROMPT : ALFRED IS IMMORTAL

Alright. Don't get me wrong, I love au's where John Constantine is like "soul tax evader supreme", but hear me out.

Alfred.

Alfred, Alfred Pennyworth. Who just doesn't die. The guy's immortal. The reason for this is that Alfred is awesome, so anytime he dies, whether it be from old age or a bullet or a world-wide catastrophe, he looks Death straight in the eyes and tells them that he will die when the day comes that no one needs him anymore, and not a second before, and then he just kinda pops back to life. Because let's face it, the batfam would fall to pieces without him.

So, Alfred Pennyworth has basically just been cheating death for centuries, by this point.

Needless to say, Death is none too pleased. Finally, Death goes to Phantom, the new king, who is much more reasonable than Pariah Dark was and who agrees to actually help.

Clockwork helps Danny set up a portal and he zaps into existence in the middle of a Wayne movie night. The bats are all prepared to fight this mysterious weirdo, but Danny ignores them and turns to Alfred, who he then begins lecturing about ghostly tax evasion and how defying death isn't a good thing, so he needs to file paperwork through the proper channels to stay as an immortal almost-God.

Alfred is chill, he plays cards with Clockwork once when he dies, so he knew this was coming, but the batfamily thinks that this mysterious entity is going to kill Alfred, so they're all panicking, trying to think of ways to avoid this horrible future. Alfred calmly listens to Danny, then he interjects.

"Sir, are you aware of the fact that there is a revenant on earth? One who is most certainly under threat of more paperwork than I, seeing as he has been using the Lazarus Pits to revive himself for millennia. I, however, have only been alive for a few hundred years, so I should think that he is a bigger priority. "

Danny glances over at Jason, doubtful. "He doesn't look several millennia old, Mr. Pennyworth."

"Certainly not, seeing as Master Jason is not. Besides, his Undeath License was filed. I have a copy of it if you need to see it, your Majesty?" Alfred answers, demure as always.

"If it wouldn't be too much trouble, sir."

Alfred leaves and returns, moments later with a light green glowing piece of paper. he hands it over to Danny, who examines it.

"Seems legitimate. I assume you filed it during one of your many encounters with Death?"

"Indeed. I have it on good authority, however, that the other revenant, a man by the name of Ra's Al Ghul, has not renewed his License in at least the last half millennia, most likely longer."

Danny sighs. "Where can I find him."

"Nanda Parbat. The signature is impossible to miss."

"Alright, Mr. Pennyworth. I will return once he is dealt with, be it by filing his paperwork or returning him to the Infinite Realms."

"Very well. I will be ready." Alfred answers.

Danny opens a portal to the area around Nanda Parbat and then another, which plops him down right in front of the Demon's Head himself, in a strategy meeting with his daughter and several commanders.

They all raise their weapons, but he just basically grabs Ra's by the ear and tugs him through a Lazarus Green portal, lecturing him about tax evasion and paperwork and bureaucracy the whole time. The League is thrown into uproar, and Ra's is set down in a room with all his overdue paperwork from the past few thousand years. He feels a little bit like crying; if he had known immortality meant this much paperwork, he would've just died, honestly.

Meanwhile, in Wayne Manor, everyone is crying, because they think Alfred is going to die, Jason is confused about the whole revenant Undeath Certificate thing, Bruce is trying to make contingency plans, Tim is contacting the Justice League, and Alfred is planning out his defense and going through every ghostly law loophole he can think of because if he leaves these emotionally constipated crime-fighting vigilantes, he knows that the house that Martha so loved will go up in flames within a month.

Eventually, Danny comes to get Alfred for his ghostly court trial/hearing or whatever, and Alfred says goodbye to Bruce and everyone, goes to the Infinite Realms. Clockwork is on his side, and Alfred ends up winning the court case, on the condition that now that the has an Undeath License, he actually renew it every twenty years, like he's supposed to.

A week later, Alfred returns, crashes his own funeral, and explains that no, he will not be dying anytime soon.

Two weeks after Alfred's return, Constantine shows up at the manor basically begging to learn how the hell he managed to avoid death, and not only that, win a damn court case against them.

[emacrow]

Tim whom is still banned from caffeine went into looking into other ways to get caffeine.

He went into anonymous source from someone name KingTuck4ever who talk about a energy drink that kept him up for weeks during a critical time of his life and Tim was at this point of desperate to spend any time of money he got.

Later that night, he received 6 very large Dark green boxes with a DP logo on it filled with Lightening Green tall soda cans with the name Ecto-Spark!, ingredients tags on the back, made with organic vegan products, DO NOT NEAR MEAT RELATED PRODUCTS, guaranteed to keep you caffeine deprived souls awake and alive enough to enjoy a night afterlife party! Or your money back.

Tim at the point didn't read the back as he pop open the top, smelling a strong scent of caffeine, carbonated bubble and a taste of lemon lime mixed with a tang flavor that had his mouth drowning nearly in drool.

He took only one experimental sip, before his eyes widen instantly and immediately began chugging the soda can for all the liquid caffeine it had inside. This was 1000 times better then Death Coffee Cup from his favorite Cafe that he was still banned from.

It felt like his whole body got electrified with energy and feel like he can run a whole 4 week marathon without breaking a sweat. This drink was like tasting nirvana after a week of being in a Gobi desert for his fucking soul.

.....

.....

.....

Bruce can never know about this. He can't tell anyone about this drink. Not Damian, Not dick, not step, maybe Jason, but Cass can kept a secret since she knew body language. He might possibly go rogue and kill Bruce himself if Bruce tried to take this from him.

Meanwhile Tucker was amazed of the total amount of money he received from the anonymous Caffine obsessed ghost. Usually he ended up receiving old relics, Egyptian related artifacts, gold coins, etc but this is a first he got actually modern day money.

Poor dude must've been recently form a core to spend that much money. Good thing he had send extra since he know how crazy those caffine-obsessed ghosts can be over the new drink he made specifically for himself, Sam and Danny but it's nice to have extra cash for new tech making. Especially since Danny became high king of the ghost zone when he became 20 year old, and the amount of paper works that had been left for dust collecting could filled a planet to the very brim.

Took him, Sam, Danny, Ghost writer and Techno 5 months to fully turn at least 26% of sacrifical gifts from ritual, contracts, conquests, complains from territorial ghosts about humans taking their land/house/property/or about their murder, help hundreds of ghosts stuck in their personal hell of a limbo of their own death, guy name Constantine whom was rapidly becoming a pain in Tucker's ass especially when he got one contract form his former previous life about this guy.

[cosmic-dust-poltergeist]

Pt 4 of forever teen Danny adopted JJ Tim and Red Hood Jason. Sorry if you're a Batman or Nightwing fan, I'm not nice to them in this one.

[Pt3: Here][pt5: here]

The last 4 years have been a riot. Danny has 2 wonderful and slightly unhinged boys that he stole from the Bats. They've gotten in so many shenanigans, between normal vigilante shit, the Bats and/or ghost/supernatural hunters trying to bag them, and them just fucking around.

It's the most fun he's had in a while. They're good kids, but they, of course, have started branching out. They're 19 (Jason) and 17(Tim) now and don't necessarily want their dad following them around. So Danny gave them his personal summons just in case and made them promise to stay close together, the two of them are good at covering for the other's weaknesses. Like how Tim only being Liminal, he can take more hits from the ghost hunters that will clock Jason as a Revenant or Jason's supernatural strength taking out the bigger assholes that target Tim for his small size or Joker mannerisms.

So he tries not to worry, simply going to work and trusting them to either deal with any trouble themselves or summon him. And for 3 months they don't need to summon him once. But at the end of month 3, he feels it.

"Hey, Eddy! I got to go! My kids are in trouble!" Danny calls to his boss, already moving to somewhere there's less witnesses to see him poof.

"Okay! See ya! ...Wait, you have kids?" Danny doesn't answer, letting the summons take ahold and pull him through the fabric of reality.

A fun side effect of being summoned is that he always ends up in his High King form. The form is humanoid in the vaguest of sense. It's also just stars and the void of space. His eyes are giant stars and his mouth is too wide and full of rows and rows of needle-like teeth. A crown of ice smokes like dry ice on his head and the ring of rage is simple stripe of neon green on his right hand's middle finger (he thought it'd be funny to flip people off with it). All in all, he's terrifying for mortals to see unprepared.

And the cussing around him tells the people hassling his sons are NOT prepared.

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU SUMMON THE GHOST KING???" A very distraught British man shrieks. Danny would feel bad, but this idiot is standing near the Bat and Nightwing AND Danny's sons are tied up in front of them.

"DAaaaAD!" Tim whines, flopping over to look at him. "They're trying to excorise Hoodie!"

"Are they now?" Danny hisses. His voice sounds like glaciers crashing together.

"Bats! What the fuck??? You didn't tell me THAT WAS THEIR DAD!" British man sounds on the brink of a mental breakdown.

"We've never seen this entity." Batman frowns.

"Yeah! They've been calling a ghost kid dad this whole time!" Nightwing defends. "How were we supposed to know they could summon this guy??"

"What...what did you say the "kid"'s name was?" British dude asks faintly.

"We didn't." Batman says.

"Weeell, Johnny-boy!" Jason sounds like he has a shit eating grin. "What they didn't tell you is our sweet ol' adoptive father is called Phantom~!"

"Oh goodie! We're so dead..." "Johnny" says and starts chugging his flask of probably alcohol. It suddenly clicks that this is the fabled John Constantine.

"You should know better than to take a job half-assed, John Constantine." Danny grins with teeth.

"Oh good, he knows my name.." Constantine mumbles to himself.

"Give me one good reason to not kill you all for trying to kill my son and kidnap the other." Danny waves a hand and slices his sons' bindings. "I have only been so patient with you bats because my sons are fond of you, but my patience is running out."

"Tim belongs with us! He needs help and healing!" Nightwing proclaims.

"I talk to a licensed therapist twice a week and take my meds every day! Try again, Big Birdie!!" Tim snarls. "Just because I'm not what you want me to be doesn't mean I'm a broken doll in need of saving!"

"Besides, don't you have a new bird to destroy?" Jason asks with a head tilt. "The second birdie died, the third got mentally fucked, the four died... I think we can count birdie #1 as mentally fucked up, meaning if we follow the pattern, birdie #5 will be mentally fucked by the time he flies the nest."

"How do you know so much about us, Red Hood?" Batman demands with a scowl.

"He doesn't have to tell you anything!" Tim steps in front of Jason and glares.

"I'm still waiting on a reason to not kill you." Danny reminds them. The bats look towards Constantine.

"Don't look at me, mates. That's head bitch of all head bitches. The fact he's letting you plead your case after threatening what he deems as his is a step up huge from most overpowered dead guys. From what I heard, the last guy would have just killed us the moment he was summoned and then destroyed the whole dimension afterwards. This guy beat that guy in single combat." Constantine pulls out a cigarette before addressing Danny, "Your Majesty, I had no idea these were your kids. I was just told a Revenant had kidnapped and "brainwashed" the ex-Robin. Clearly, I wasn't told accurate information."

Nightwing sputters, "What Do You Mean?? Clearly Tim has been brainwashed or something!!"

Constantine whips around to Nightwing, "Oh shut up, you big blue twit! King Phantom DESPISES mind control! Which means your ex-bird is with these two completely willingly."

"There's n-" Nightwing tries, but Constantine bulldozes on.

"I don't know what you did to the kid, nor do I care. But he's considered ROYALTY to the dead and undead now. He doesn't have to have ANYTHING to do with you. If you take him away from his new and apparently accepting family, that's considered an interdimensional crime, and no magician or supernatural or even god-like being will help you." Constantine takes a long drag of his cigarette. "I suggest you apologize, make your excuses, then leave them the fuck alone. Besides, crime has been at a record low in Gotham from what I hear. Let them do what they want. "

"That's because Red Hood keeps killing the Rouges!" Nightwing protests. "Who gives him the right to be judge, jury, and executioner???"

Constantine points to Danny and says flatly. "The ruler of basically everything, that's who."

Danny grins at him, his ghost half is very pleased with the man. "I shall spare you, magic man."

Constantine looks like he's going to faint from relief, moving to park himself by the door. "Just fucking apologize and leave them be, Bats."

"But!" Nightwing looks like he's going to cry. He turns his teary eyes to Tim. "Why can't you just come home, Timmy?"

"What home?" Tim stares down his nose at Nightwing, anger clear in his voice. "The Manor was Never my home. I was simply the stand in for your and B's grief for a boy you both pushed to his death. Phantom showed me what family really was. And that was AFTER I was too broken for you to accept. I was NOT Joker Junior then or now. I'm my own fucking person and I'm staying with the family that accepts me for ALL my oddities."

"You tried to put him in Arkham when he tried to go to you." Red Hood growls. "He wanted your support and help and you were going to lock him up and throw away the key."

"We were n-"

"YOU WERE!" Tim starts to trembling in hurt and rage. "You couldn't even look at me! I wanted you so badly to help me and you were going to put me in there right next to Harley! I wanted you to be my family, but I've only ever been a tool to you!"

"You weren't-" Danny doesn't like how the Bats seem ready to jump at his kids, so he freezes the Bats' feet to the floor.

"Shut up, Dickwing." Jason snarls, pulling Tim into a hug. "You lost your chance to be his brother 4 years ago. Go pretend to care about the new cannon fodder. We don't want to hear it."

"Hood." Batman finally speaks. "Who are you?"

"Who do you think, old man?" Jason takes his hood off for the first time ever in front of the Bats. They visibly startle, recognizing him despite all the changes.

"Ja-" The Bat starts.

"Shut up." Jason glares. "You were a shit dad and brother to me in life. I found the BEST family in death."

Danny picks up his boys, deciding to let them decide on the severity of the Bats' punishment. "Maiming or death?"

"... I say maim, but only because I know the newest bird and want him to stay out of the death cult his mother's in." Jason says softly. The Bats sqawk as they Just realize Danny froze their feet to the floor. Mortal tools and fire can't break/melt his ice, but it's amusing to watch the bats try.

Tim is quiet for nearly 3 whole minutes, locked in some sort of internal battle, before he answers. "Maim in a, at least mostly, healable way. Gotham needs Batman, even if we don't."

"Hmm." Danny ignores the Bats' protests to think about what he should do. "Ah! I know exactly what to do!"

He unfreezes their feet and gently forces both to the ground and processes to break both of Nightwing's legs and both of Batman's arms. He pulls one of their coms off and hands it to Tim, he's the only one that sounds normal on normal tech. Jason hasn't been able to use normal tech since Danny fixed his ecto, so Danny modifies anything he or Jason use.

"Hi, Agent A! Batgirl!" Tim's cheerful tone barely hides his seething rage. "You should send a pick up for Dickiebird and B-man! They need medical attention! Ba-bye~!"

Danny can hear the shouting over the com, but Tim simply yeets it towards the Bats instead of listening to whatever they have to say.

"I have a reason for the injuries I picked." Danny informs the room. Jason and Tim look intrigued, Constantine looks exhausted and slightly guilty about the Bats getting hurt on his watch, and the Bats themselves look dazed and in pain, so who knows if they'll remember his reasonings. "Nightwing is an acrobat and truly a bird, so grounding him is cruel, but hopefully he feels as small and helpless as you both did. Grounding him will give him time to think on his actions and their consequences."

Danny's sons look curiously at the grounded Nightwing before looking back to him.

"I broke Batman's arms so that he's forced to ask for help and communicate. He's far too old for his shitty behavior." Danny frowns. "They both need therapy, but I doubt the flying furries will actually get the help they need."

Tim suddenly cackles in delight. "Maybe THEY should check THEMSELVES into Arkham! Ya know! Since they think I, the one ACTUALLY getting help, should be in there!"

Jason starts cackling alongside his brother while Danny chuckles.

"I shall take my children home now, good day." Danny says while wrapping his sons in his invisibility and intangibility and takes them home. A cozy 3 bedroom apartment on the top floor of a building Jason owns as Red Hood.

[demon-at-peace]

DC + DP

Danny had began working with the bat a year ago. They were allies at most, not partners, not friends, allies. Phantom handled Amity issues, but when Gotham needed help he was happy to tag along.he certainly wasn’t a sidekick. He wasn’t someone’s helper or servant, he was a hero, a king, and he refused to be treated like a child.

 He may look fourteen still, not a day older than the day he died. But he was almost twenty one now, an adult in all ways, the realms acknowledged him, Amity acknowledged him, the realms themselves acknowledged him, and yet humans denied him. He wasn’t a kid, he was hardly even human. 

But he kept his silence and merely drew away from the bat. He waited, he watched, the years passed, he remained. The heroes still called him the same idle names, they couldn’t understand just how powerful he was. His breaking point came slowly, like pressure building, and pressure built. It was not him who broke the dam.

It was Ellie, she’d come in looking eldritch than human, she radiated power, ignoring the heroes and running to him. “Danny!” She laughed, hugging him tightly, “Dan want to fight you,” she sighs. "He says if he has to deal with any more paperwork he's going to just gonna kill a bunch of people.”

“Really?” He groaned, it was inevitable, but he was always sore after their spars. 

“Danny! Just fight him, it's fun, plus you need to get your anger out too!?” She looks at him pointedly. Danny groans. Ellie’s right he knows, but Dan and him tend to make a mess of things when they spar. 

“But last time clocky had to fix our mess Ellie, besides batty would freak,” Danny argues, avoiding Ellies gaze.

“Then he’ll kill someone to make you fight him Danny! I mean he’ll probably revive them but death is traumatizing so fucking man up and spar with you sibiling! Ellie crosses her arms. “Besides I’m0 long overdue for a stretch, the dimension i’m in is weak!”

“Fine! Does it have to be here tho?” Danny frowns, the JL will freak out over Dan.

“Uh huh, besides he’s already here!” Ellie grins at him and Danny spins around. 

“Danny,” Dan greets him with a customary smirk, “Ready to spar?”

“In a bit,” Danny bites out then steps out the watchtower window. “ground rules first, no hurting the humans,” Danny smiles.

“If you don’t skive of mid fight because of paperwork again I’m good with that,” Dan grumbles.

Danny raises an eyebrow, "Paperwoek that holds the realms together, while there spars only cause damage," Danny crosses his arms. "Shall we though?" Danny gestures and a portal forms.

"Danny come on just do it here! Set a dome dammit!" Dan rolls his eyes, "Portals feel icky."

"Fine," Danny groans and the portal vanishes. "Shall we?"

Dan just laughs, shooting an ecto blast at him. Danny smiles, the fight is violent but contained, bloody and brilliant and everything Danny has missed. brawling is likea hug to a ghost, a greeting, and he feels so much better.

Danny wins as always, smiling slightly, his eyes lighter. He grins, he loves to brawl. "Get up loser," he hauls Dan to his feet.

"Boo!" Dan jeers moving his bloody arm slightly. "You stained my suit!"

"Extoplasm doesn't stain!" Danny argues.

"Buzzkil! Ellie chimes in, "Me next?"

"How about after we talk to Phantom dear," One of Danny's teammates offers. Shit he forgot they were here. Yikes he is sooo screwed.

–

Sorry dudes, my computer fucking broke, like as in couldn't type without using the mouse, idk why? Thank god's college almost over. Anyhow sorry...

[musicfeedsmysoul12]

Alright so one of the DCxDP Aus:

It's vaugley inspired by another post I can't find where Amity jumps around the country and sometimes field trips turn into week long road trips. Only vague because I saw: Fentons make the school buses turn into alien invasion shelters and brain went burrrrrrrr.

Anyways, so Superman is fighting off against aliens who have kryptonite. He's trying his best but he's failing, he can't get up.

Meanwhile, a school bus full of kids are watching. Amity Park, after their own world nearly killed them all being led by the GIW who managed to convince everyone ghosts were evil, had displaced itself and now bounces around dimensions. Usually it stays for a week so it's safe enough for trips but this time it didn't. No big, Danny can sense a portal in a city called Gotham so they were on their way when BANG invasion.

Danny thinks it's fun and frankly so does everyone else but Lancer who is exhausted.

Then they see Superman being hurt and…

Danny’s Obsession is both Protection and Space. They know Superman is an alien. He is the Ghost King and the class has become his Fraid through time. They all feel the need to protect.

So they do.

Danny bursts out of the bus first as Phantom and starts blasting. Sam is next, vines erupting from the ground to grab and drag aliens away, one of which she drags to Tucker so he can steal their tech to start hacking. Paulina is out with teeth bared and breathing fire, scales appearing. Dash is using his enhanced strength as Kwan using his super speed. Other kids pour out fighting. Then Star shouts: “KRYPTONITE IS HARDENED ECTOPLASAM! WE CAN EAT IT!”

The kids start snatching and chowing down as other heroes arrive. There are no adverse affects so they let the kids have their fun as they help Superman stand up.

At the end of the invasion, Mr. Lancer (who had come out to with a Blastor in hand) sighed. “Is there paperwork? We were trying to get to a portal in Gotham.”

Que: What?

Danny: “Yeah our home town we had to displace from our him dimension after they wanted to experiment on all of us. Amity pops up in a lot of universes and it's fun!”

Star: “Sometimes our field trips end with us finding the nearest portal though. Danny can find them.”

This just gets questions but like, Lancer is filling out paperwork and the teens are chatting with heroes happily so it ends up they just kind of roll with it.

The conversations are weird though.

Danny: “Ranking for this world?”

Sam: “Top ten. Not higher then Faerun.”

Tucker: “You just liked how you got involved in that one cult and helped summon a Nature God to murder a bunch of polluters.”

Sam: “And?”

Paulina: “I like that one world where everyone had some sort of power. That Midoriya kid was cute. To bad we got caught before we could sneak him on the bus.”

Lancer: “No kidnapping anyone to Amity!”

Tucker: “I liked the time we ended up on that one planet- Palaven? That was fun.”

Danny: “Yeah it was!”

The kids move on and Batman escorts them to Gotham. The portal turns out to be the Lazarus Pit (oh joy) and then life moves on.

Until a month later when Flash sees the kids at a Museum and learns Amity Park came back. The city begins hanging around more and we discoverAmith likes this dimension. It eventually settles near Gotham and Metropolis. Sometimes it vanishes but it always returns.

[url-is-url]

Dead Serious (or just platonic Danny n Damian) idea/prompt: Robin gets kidnapped to be a sacrifice to the Ghost King. The other Bats arrive on the scene just in time to see him fall into a portal that opens under his feet and closes immediately behind him.

Robin, of course, is not going to let himself be handed over to anybody without a fight, not even alleged extradimensional royalty. He had JUST managed to escape his restraints when the portal opened under him, and he comes into the Ghost Zone SWINGING.

Danny has NO context that somebody just got sacrificed to him, all he knows is that this weird kid fell through a portal and immediately started attacking him with a katana. His rogues are currently treating him all weird and respectful because of the whole king thing and he misses a good brawl so he decides he's down! Pulls a sword and has at it. He's stronger, but Mystery Katana Guy has WAY more experience at sword fighting than him and disarms him.

Damian successfully disarms the Mystery Being and goes for a killing blow... and then the Mystery Being grins and bounces like an excited kid, saying "dude, that was SO COOL, how did you flip my sword out of my hand like that?! Can you show me??? OH WAIT MANNERS Hi I'm Danny Phantom nice to meet you :D"

Damian has never been more confused.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 266

Back on my Danny & Ras frienemies/rivals/maybe-lovers-nobody-can-tell-their-signals-are-very-mixed train. 

See, Danny has gone through time a lot. Often. It comes with being Clockwork’s charge-son-thing and honestly he finds it fun. And several times he’s used this time travelling to get some training in. Enter Ras, stage left, also a teen at the time and also learning swordsmanship from the same person. 

And they… utterly despise each other. They would kill the other for an apple slice, if the other one would die! But also, only they can kill the other, as it is obviously their right! 

And well, they keep running into each other. It has been a hundred years, surely the other would die by now? But of course their rival would live through utter spite. Probably to spite them specifically. 

The amount of times they have ended up sparring- trying to kill each other or not- the moment they see the other is actually ridiculous. But time is also passing. And… Danny understands, not having another to talk about things people are forgetting, or have already forgotten. 

How they ended up actually talking without a murder attempt was a long story that included a demon, a dragon, a pair of fae, some bandits, and a lot of alcohol, but it happened. And then it happens again. And again, and now it’s just kind of normal to share a drink after their spars, talking about things that no longer exist, and things they miss. 

Sure Danny can go back in time again, but he knows better than to do it willy nilly. He’s matured, he’s been an adult for a hundred years now, he knows there’s consequences for messing with time, even with Clockwork’s blessings. 

The first time they got married was technically for an undercover assassination. Well, Ras was there to assassinate someone, Danny was there to grab an artifact that should Not be in the realm of the living. And they got divorced after, it was fine. 

They just, also got married again when they met a few years later, for another job. And… okay, so maybe they have gotten married over a dozen times now and only divorced like half of those times. Half of those were for the bit or while drunk! 

And even if technically they’re married or shared a bed, it’s not like they're exclusive! As Ras’ daughters’ existences attest to (adopted in one case or not). They don’t exactly have a label for their relationship, despite others asking for one or trying to put a name to it themselves. 

Now Danny knows Ras isn’t exactly a good dude, or at least on the side of ‘good’ as he’s a literal assassin. But he also knows that good? Bad? Rather relative. He had gotten labeled as a villain when he was just trying to help all that time ago after all, and really who was he to tell someone else how to live their life? 

Which brings him to now, where he’s run into his old frienemy-rival and his youngest daughter. Who has a braindead teenager and a small toddler. Which is fine, really- but also, Talia dear, why are you using a brain dead teenager to guard your three year old son? 

…

Okay, Talia dear, Ras (Derogatory), why are you using your brain dead son and grandson to guard your younger son and grandson? Do you not have the Pits, which you were soo proud about Ras? Yes, he will spar with you, but for Realms’ sake, heal, what’s his name? Ah yes, go heal Jason and he’ll actually stick around for a few years, deal? Good. 

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #49

Kill me

Imagine dis…. You know what, despite me crying over the angst and cursing the authors to let my fav characters to at least have some fluff moments. But then again angst IS the whole spice rack of a fanfic.

….

Danny Phantom, a prince, a king, a ruler, and the High King of the Infinite Realms. By his side are his friends who have been with him through thick and thin. They're always beside him, though sometimes they're occupied in different parts of the Infinite Realms — and the realms are truly infinite.

He knows that his friends and sisters love him, even adore him, but sometimes Danny yearns for the parental and familial love he never experienced as Danny Fenton.

Maddy and Jack Fenton, whom he loves dearly — the parents who took him on space programs and even included him in their ghostly hunting sessions to bond with him. But these are also the same parents who strapped him to a dissecting table the moment they discovered what he truly was.

Seeing their lonely ghostly king and his inner turmoil, the council, his advisors, and Clockwork all agreed to send him away — far from home, to a place where no one would ever haunt him. A place where he wouldn't question whether he was alive enough to be part of their family or dead enough to be mourned.

A place where he would finally find a family, a parent who would truly love him.

When Danny first opened his eyes, he noticed how his ghostly powers had been sealed — likely by Desiree’s magic — a subtle wish twisted into a delay. It didn’t take long for Danny to realize the cruel condition: he would need to die again to unlock them. For the first time, he felt truly human. Vulnerable. Breakable. And somehow… freer.

It was in that fragile beginning that he found the love he had longed for — in the form of an emotionally repressed vigilante, Bruce Wayne, who—against all odds—loved him wholly, fiercely. Danny had been born to him in this life. A son in every sense of the word.

Then came Dick, with warmth and understanding; and Jason, intense and wild but kind. Jason’s death shattered them all — and Danny, devastated, had been ready to burn down the Infinite Realms and give up his crown to bring his big brother back. His advisors, his friends, and even the Ancients themselves stopped him. But they could not stop his heart — so he slipped a sliver of his essence, a stolen flicker of power, into the void to help guide Jason’s soul home.

And it worked.

Now, with Jason alive once more, Danny finally felt whole — happy and content. The aching loneliness that had lived inside his chest for years began to quiet.

…..

In the eyes of the vigilantes, Daniel “Danny” Wayne was a rarity — the only family member, aside from Alfred, who didn’t actively participate in Gotham’s nightlife of crime fighting. And, in Bruce’s own quiet confession, that fact brought him unparalleled joy. A child of his that didn’t feel the need to wear a mask, didn’t throw themselves into battle night after night. A child who simply wanted to live a normal life — that alone made Bruce feel like maybe, just maybe, he hadn’t failed as a father.

The others, too, were quietly elated. To have a brother — a sibling who wasn’t destined to fall, who hadn’t had his wings broken just to learn how to fly. Danny was proof that that their blood and sweat that they give to the city that seem to only to know hot to tak is worth it. He was their calm in the storm, their anchor, their constant. And they loved him for it.

In this life, Danny didn’t have to question whether he belonged. He simply did.

And for the first time in a very long time — he was loved.

Unconditionally.

Unquestionably.

Completely.

….

But it all came crashing down when an unknown villain named Oblivion emerged from the shadows.

This was no ordinary madman. Oblivion was methodical. Precise. Intelligent enough to uncover the true identities of Earth’s greatest heroes — and heartless enough to make a plan that would break them.

In one swift, coordinated strike, he kidnapped their greatest weaknesses: their families.

The Flash’s wife and twin children. Superman’s beloved wife and two aging parents. Aquaman’s father. Hawkwoman’s child. Green Lantern’s brother. The list went on — young and old, blood or bond, as long as they had a familial connection to a Justice League member, they were taken.

Including Alfred. Including Danny.

Each hostage was restrained, forced to wear thick, high-tech metal collars around their necks. Explosive cuffs — sensitive, voice-activated. One word from Oblivion, and the cuffs around their necks would explode and they would all die instantly.

The hostages were terrified, but seasoned. They’d been here before. They’d seen villains monologue before the inevitable rescue. Most of them had faith — they'd seen their loved ones tear through concrete and space to reach them before. So they waited. Comforted their children. Held trembling hands. Stayed strong.

But the rescue never came.

Instead, the screen in the middle of the room blinked on, showing a one-way live feed of the Justice League’s communication hub. The heroes could see their families. Hear them. But they could not talk back.

And then Oblivion gave his final instruction — one that sent the room into stunned silence.

Pick one, and I’ll add more time for them.

Gesturing to the hostages who looked at Oblivion wide with fear.

The screen showed the chaos on the League’s side. Superman was shouting. Batman’s hands were clenched, face unreadable. Heroes paced, screamed, slammed their fists into walls. Helpless.

Back in the room, the hostages looked at one another. The parents hugged their children tighter. Some whispered soft goodbyes. Others quietly debated sacrificing themselves, eyes already distant with resignation.

Then one voice broke the silence.

Kill me.

Daniel Wayne — Danny — the oldest biological son of Batman, stepped forward with calm resolve.

Alfred, who had been sitting beside him, eyes vigilant and watchful, widened his eyes in horror and tried to pull him back down. His hands trembled as he gripped Danny’s sleeve, voice caught in his throat.

But Danny just offered him a small, apologetic smile, gently pried his fingers off, and shook his head.

Then he turned toward the monitor, looking directly into the camera.

Kill me

…

PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

[methoughtsphantom]

Danny fake guardian angel au

You know how sometimes it’s highlighted how you have to be very careful on what you say in the presence of a spirit because they can twist your words and end up bidding yourself to it?? well uno-reverse-card the spirit also has to be careful on what he says because when Danny had said he owed the dude one for coming to his rescue in a gala Vlad had dragged him to, he didn’t expect that to be taken literally.

danny: wait seriously?? i literally say that all the time!

cw: not after being crowned ghost king, you haven’t

danny: but—but I was also human when I said it. doesn’t that protect me or smth

cw: *shakes his head*

danny:

danny: omg this is a nightmare

cue timmy’s brucequest period (cuz he’s the guy) being so high strung and tired, he just wants some company, which is a so low stakes thing to want the deal Danny unintentionally goes sure we can do that and pulls him towards the guy, despite Timmy never outright saying he wants company. (tim always speaks in the sanctity of his own mind, not out loud)

So. random spirit manifesting. Tim going all who the fuck are u

and Danny panicking and saying your guardian angel

Tim not being impressed while Danny promptly blushes like a moron because that did not come off as he wanted it to.

Yes accidental dead tired where the dynamic goes from Tim trying to shake this probably demon that somehow latched to him being all like ??? dude leave me alone, and Danny being there like bitch i’m trying

to

huh. im actually being protected by a spirit like he said he would. he’s strangely an idiot but also he’s overpowered and just never leaves my side which he says it’s an angel obligation but I think it’s bullshit but also hoping it’s not because it appeals to my crippling fear of abandonment (anyways he really seems to take after those little cartoon angels that poof into your shoulder to keep from me doing wrong decisions) translate into my future boyfriend seems increasingly appalled to what i am up to

meanwhile danny

Bitch you better thank your god I’m dead because otherwise I would already been killed. I did not sign up for a assassins what the fuck I thought you were a normal civilian not a literal superhero and omg that is a fruitloop. no no back off you wrinkly raisin this is my emotional support idiot you can’t have him and what do you mean you’re messing with time whatever this way I can get back to clockwork—

[noneofyoubeewax]

 inspired by this post 

Deadly concerning 

I seen a few post about Billy and Danny either getting tricked into marrying each other or just marrying each other for the convenience, so I’m making my own.

Billy 12. Danny 14. They’re not in a love relationship they get along like friends 

(During some magical ghost crisis)

Green Arrow: Are we sure we can’t just call Cap

Black Canary: No, I told you this already, Marvel had family troubles and that he would be off online

John Constantine: besides, you have me the worl-

Zatanna: and me

John: yeah yeah and her helping you take care of this ghost, all we have to do is-

(After trying out his plan and processed to get their butts kicked)

Green arrow: that fail horribly

John: shut it

Batman: we need a new plan before that thing destroys anymore of the city

Superman: is there anything else we can do

Zatanna: we try summoning a greater ghost to deal with this ghost

Green arrow: and who do we call to deal with the new ghost

Zatanna: no no we just need to summon a ghost who has to leave after it completes its task.

John: true there are ghost like that but usually very weak, doubt they could take out are problem.

Zatanna: there is one we try

John: which one are—OH HELL NO, you trying to get this all killed

Batman: what are you both talking about

John: she wants to summon the The Ghost King Consort 

Black canary: and that’s bad way?

Zatanna: The Ghost King is already a bloody tyrant and you can imagine how worst his partner can be. But the Constant can beat this ghost and would have to return back to the ghost realm.

John: yeah but that doesn’t stop them from going to the king and getting us in trouble.

Zatanna: what other choice do we have

Everyone:…

Batman: do it

(The summoning)

John: stand back everyone , there’s no telling what this thing can do

Billy: *poof* …..

John:……

Everyone: ……

Superman: tha that’s a child

Billy: um hello (“nonono did they figure out my identity”)

John: this can’t be real

Superman: OH MY GOD THAT IS A CHILD

Batman: (crouching down to Billy) hello little one, are you ok?

Billy: um ….yes!…… why am I here? 

Batman: Do you know who the ghost king is

Billy: (thinking about Danny, not the previous ghost king) yes he’s my husband (“that so weird saying”)

Superman:that’s a child

Batman: (presses his lips together into a frowning face) we called you here to help us take care of a ghost that is destroying everything, can you help.

Billy: (smile so bright that there is a ting of pain that goes through everyone’s heart) of course, it would be my honor. Tawny here can help (raises a Stuffed beat up Tiger)

Superman: Oh god the tiger has a name.

( after defeating the ghost and sending it back)

Billy: (prepare to step in the summoning circle to go back home)

Black canary: wait ummm

Billy: billy

Black canary: has the ghost king made you anything you don’t want to do

Billy: what

Green arrow: how old are you

Billy: um 12, look I have to go before someone comes looking for me

Batman: here take this (holds out a card), call if you ever need help.

Billy: ok (takes the card) bye

( billy vanishes right before their eyes as he steps into the circle)

Superman: oh my god that was a child.

[butterfly-wingss]

Brother

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Jason had broken his phone when he was having ecto withdrawals, pit madness episode, whatever it was. it was usually destructive, he not cognisant of the world around him.

Jason woke up at the sound of a window opening. In a blink he had grabbed a gun from the night stand and jumped to the bedroom door.

He prowls through the apartment, sticking to the shadows. There’s a man in his kitchen.

“Show yourself or I put a bullet in your head.”

“Just me little wing.” Casually, looking through his cupboards for something.

“What do you want dick head, and this better be quick.” Pointedly keeping the gun trained on him.

“We’re worried about you-“

“Who’s this we?”

“Little wing,” dick pleads.

“No. Bruce is pissed at how I run the Alley. Well he can stay out of it. I control the Alley not him. If he wants to kick me out of his little child soldier club, if he wants to ban me from the mansion, from dinners, and the library, and seeing Alfie than fucking fine but he has to live with that himself!”

“He can’t just send one of you to fix all his problems. And he better be the one telling Alfie why I can’t come to dinner like I promised because its his fucking fault.”

Dick snaps. “I’m not trying to fix anything! You go off the rails again and kill someone in front of B then no one can contact you for three days?! I was worried.”

Three? It should have only been two, it’s dangerous when he loses time, he’ll have to go back through his security cams and make sure he didn’t leave the apartment.

“One, I’m fucking fine.” He spit out. “Two, I didn’t kill ‘some rando’ in front of B, a fucking five year old found me and asked me to stop her dad from touching her so I made sure he couldn’t touch anyone ever again! And three? I don’t need to be checked on, I don’t need a fucking babysitter, I don’t need to follow B’s rules.”

Jason’s breathing heavy, he wants to pace. Instead he puts all his focus into keeping his gun steady.

“So get the fuck out of my home!” Ice on the back of his neck. Danny’s hands. He’s training keeps him from flinching.

He must be invisible because Dick doesn’t look over Jason’s shoulder. “Why should I? You’re my brother and I’m worried about you!”

With his fire quelled by the kings ice so too is his anger. All that’s left is exhaustion. “Fuck off, just get the fuck out.”

“Are you sick?”

What? “No?”

“This isn’t how you react. To anything. You don’t do this little wing? Whats wrong?”

“I’m tired, dick. I’m fucking tired. If you want to help then leave, let me sleep.” Jason pleads.

“Go ahead, I’ll be here when you wake up.”

“No. You will leave.” The only being more stubborn than a bat is another bat. They’re little staring contest could have gone on for five seconds or five minutes.

“Do you have someone over?” He dose his best to not show anything on his face.

“What are you talking about.”

“You have a tub neapolitan ice cream. You tell people you like it because everyone likes at least one flavour. By yourself you get strawberry.”

Dick continues his analysis. “If it was Roy he’d be out here by now. Any of the outlaws would.”

“I know other people.”

“So you admit someone is over?” stupid family full of stupid fucking detectives.

“There’s nothing to admit and there’s no one for you to meet. Now fuck off already before I start shooting.” More tired than mad.

Dick sighs and finally leaves his kitchen. “Fine. Have it your way. I’m not responsible for Tim or Damian coming over tomorrow though. If I tell them not to it’ll just make them show up faster.”

“Fine.” Jason kept his gun trained on dick until he left, through the front door this time. He waited a full five seconds to make sure his bother was gone before his knees gave out.

Danny caught him. He always does.

“Hey birdie,” soft as freshly fallen snow.

“Please just,” the way his voice warbles catches him off guard “Can we just go back to bed.”

He’s shaking and his tears are welling up in his eyes and he knows he must look pathetic but he can’t help it.

He needs Danny’s cooling touch. He needs his comfort. He needs to be by his kings side.

Danny must takes great pity on him. He picks Jason up in a princess hold and carries him to bed.

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt. Dead on main. Someone who knows you better than you know yourself.

Perhaps Fentons are not able to recognize their child, despite the fact that they hunt him day after day. But for childhood friends, who saw each other in absolutely ridiculous situations that parents are never allowed to know about, just one sneeze and a bored sigh is enough to realize that this weirdo fighting next to him is the same guy with whom you tasted soap and then stood looking at each other from different corners and giggling.

And so, the dialogue after the battle with the creatures of Infinite Realms, to which Constantine had to invite a potential ally not yet approved by the League:

Phantom: Well, mom always said you were bad news...But a crime lord, seriously? What happened to your plans to become a literature teacher? Red Hood: Hey! For Gotham, this is a very high-paying in-demand job. And I don't want to hear anything from Casper. At least I have my own business. What kind of part-time job do you have? Are you selling sheets to your buddies from this green goo? Phantom: This is ectoplasm. And they're not my friends, and anyway… Constantine: King Phantom, do you know Red Hood? Phantom: Do I know him? Ha! This street rat was Splinter of my beginnings until my family moved out of Gotham.

Red Hood: Wait, wait a minute. Phah...Holy shit. I thought I was the best example of what it means to be a disappointment to a family, but you beat me here. Oh, man, only you...The ghost king who is the son of the ghost hunters? Seriously? Hahah! I thought your rebellious phase ended the moment you told your father that you wanted to be an astronaut and not inherit the family business.

Danny*groans and covers his face with his hands*: My life is over.

Red Hood: Literally~ No, of course I always knew that your parents' disregard for safety in the laboratory would someday kill someone, but I didn't really expect this? Like, wow… Phantom: What makes you think it was an incident in the lab? I mean, there are so many possibilities around. It's ridiculous and…hah Red Hood: Dude, look me straight in the face and tell me I'm wrong if you dare. Phantom:…Fuck you, stupid bookworm. Red Hood: Stubborn nerd. Phantom: Red bucket! Red Hood: Pale toadstool! Nightwing: Um, can you guys please stop fighting? Red Hood: What are you talking about? This is how we always communicate. Phantom: Yeah! Well, in our defense, my sister always thought we both could use a therapist. Oh, man, he made me lose my train of thought. Where were we, J? Red Hood: Since when are you able to think? And I complimented your new hair and skin color. Phantom: Right, right… But, hey, not all of my parents' hypotheses really have a right to exist, and you know it! Hm, did I mention that you're built like a fridge and how does this leather jacket suit you? Red Hood: I believe not. And who's talking about your parents' work? You were an airhead when you were alive too to be honest. And as I see it, not much has changed. Why the hell are you still starting a fight with puns? Stop telling your opponent your position. This is terribly stupid! Phantom: Oh, please, these ghosts are definitely not a threat to me. What's wrong with having a little fun? The fact that you don't have weapons to handle something stronger than a blob ghost is your problem not mine, loser. But let's get back to our greetings. Red Hood: Sure. Then listen here…

~~~~~

Nightwing: Jay, why didn't you say right away that you knew Phantom? We've wasted so much time wondering if it's worth summoning him, and you just stood there and said nothing. Red Hood: Pfff…Because I didn't know that until today. He used to be human. And we haven't seen each other for a long time. So how was I to know that he would take such a ridiculous pseudonym? Nightwing: Then why the hell didn't you feel worried about teasing this creature? Red Hood: Why should I? It's just Danny.

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Tucker: Oh man, 84 murders, attempts to kill Joker and to much fights with Batman and Black Mask and… Danny: Yeah, yeah. It's all very interesting, but it's not what I asked you to find. Get to the point, Tucker. What I will wear to our dinner tonight depends on this. Tucker: Seriously? As far as I'm concerned, whether he's single or not is less important than all this shit. Aren't you afraid to show up at his house? Danny: I'm invited. And for that matter, I'm Amity Park's former public enemy number one. Which one of us should be worried, hah? So he's not dating anyone, right? Don't try to distract me. Tucker: Dude! Danny: Ugh, in my experience, when he acts like he's lost his mind, he usually has good reasons for it. And if not, given some of the events of my alternative future, I have no right to judge him, so…