#Jazz tries but Green knows where the food at

[littlelightbolt]

Green as a lil scaly cat.

Procrastinating studying with some Green love.

[terrestrialnoob]

Harley crawled into the apartment. It was organized, but it looked like the occupant didn't have a lot of time for cleaning. She walked softly through it, taking it in. There were photos of her target and what had to be her family, but no friends or romantic partners. Some had a pair of older adults, matching traits meant bio-parents. More of the photos were of the target and a younger boy - a little brother, the highest likelihood of becoming another target if things go bad.

Harley continued forward, following the light to where her target was. She stood in the doorway, looking in.

Dr. Jasmine Fenton, Arkham Asylum's newest psychologist, just got her degree and everything. She did what most newbies do, actually thinking she could get through to the Joker. Harley didn't want to say it was impossible, but everyone who tried ended up in a new job or dead. Harley would try and make sure it was the former and not the later.

Harley watched as the redhead read over a file as she ate from a takeout box. She didn't want to scare the girl, yet. The scaring her away from Joker came later. So, she had to wait for the perfect moment to-

"I know you're there." Jasmine didn't look up from her file, but held out the last box of Chinese food in Harley's direction. "There's plenty if you want some."

"Awe, you ruined the surprise." Harley walked out of the shadows of the hallway into the girl's home office. She snatched the offered box of food and took a few bites as she jumped to sit on the desk.

"I'm hard to sneak up on." Jasmine said, closing her file and finally looking at Harley. "So, Dr. Quinzel, to what do I owe the pleasure of your visit this evening?"

"Oh, call me Harley!" She laughed, she wasn't called Dr. all that often any more. She tapped her chop sticks on the file Jasmine just closed. "I thought you'd like a consult on your new patient, Dr. Fenton. I've got a lot of experience with him."

"I prefer to go by Jazz." She said with a smile, "While I appreciate the offer, I'd like to see how far I can get on my own. And, sorry, but I'm pretty sure your license was revoked."

Harley nodded as she swallowed to get the noodles out of her mouth. "I get it! You're new, fresh outta school, gotta prove yourself. But Joker ain't the guy to do that with. He eats people like us for breakfast, and in all the years he's been in Arkham, no one's been able to get anywhere with him."

Jazz sighed, "I don't like to believe people are lost causes. There's always something we can do to help."

"You can't help everyone, especially when they don't want it. And it's not just a question if whether or not he can be saved or whatever." Harley set down the now empty box, Jazz pointed to another one that still had food in it, but Harley declined. "If you keep it up, he'll think you're worth his time to torment. There's no telling what he'll do when he inevitably gets himself out again."

"I'll be fine." Jazz said, but Harley had to cut her off before she said something stupid.

"It's not just you! You've got family out there he can target, your parents. Your Brother! Anyone you date will become a target! He'll do everything in his power to make your life miserable!"

Jazz chuckled. "If he wants to target my family, his funeral. My parents are - were supervillains. They've really only become less- well, hyper-focused on eradicating an entire race of being- in the past few years. And my brother - I'm pretty sure he's conditionally immortal. So that's nothing to worry about."

"If it's conditional, Joker will find a way around it." Harley said, but she had to admit, this might have been an unnecessary trip. "You sure y'ain't got nothing to worry about? What about you? How conditional is your mortality?"

Jazz smiled. Her mouth seemed too wide and with too many teeth. "Oh, I am nowhere near immortal. But..."

She stood up and the room was suddenly a black void. Toxic green eyes and mouths filled with glowing white teeth opened around them. "I doubt anyone could get close enough to test it."

The room was suddenly back to normal, but whatever that thing was was still there. Harley could see its eyes watching her with amusement from inside Jazz's oversized cardigan.

"Well, I guess this really was a wasted trip. You've clearly got it covered."

"Not entirely." Jazz said, her hand wend up to her neck to rub nervously, "Well, you see... I don't really have a lot of friends. People tend to get - uh, creeped out, you know? Or chased off by my parents or brother or whatever..."

"You wanna be friends?" Harley laughed so hard she almost fell over.

Jazz's face turned bright red and the shadow eyes looked way less amused. "Yeah, stupid question. You've clearly got your own things going on."

"No! No, no." Harley had to take several deep breaths before she could look Jazz in the face again. "I 100% wanna hang out with you!"

"Really?"

"Oh yeah." She took another deep breath, "I mean, I really should have made a support system before trying to take on the Joker back when I worked for Arkham. This" she pointed between them "can only end well."

Jazz's face turned brighter than the sun. "Oh my gosh! This is amazing! We should - I have Thursday's and weekends off - What - what kind of things should we-"

Oh man, Jazz was like an excited kid. She must have had a really lonely childhood... they can psychoanalyze each other later. "Come over for girl's night next week. I'll tell my gf and bff to expect an extra person... Does the-" she motioned to the cardigan creature "-go everywhere you go? Does it need food?"

"Oh, don't worry about Jet, they only eat who I tell them to."

Harley barked out more laughter. "You're going to fit right in!"

Now featuring a Part 2

[nightingale-prompts]

Comforting Your Batboy

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Danny slept next to Dick for a few days after what happened. He no longer felt secure about his place here. No matter where you go you take yourself with you and Danny is the problem here yet again.

Danny didn't understand affection, at least not the kind that a parent gave. The moment Danny told Dick that his parents were scientists Richard understood. Gotham had seen dozens of scientists who pushed the boundaries of morality and there was no shortage of children used to fulfill their ambitions.

Danny still missed his parents. Regardless of how things ended, he had lived his entire life with a family unit that on paper meant life was stable. He had somewhere to go and people who at least acknowledged him as family. Parents that took care of him at least out of obligation.

This story sounded familiar. Like Jason who never stopped loving his mom despite everything or Tim who accepted his neglect as what it was. They didn't know what it was like to have parents that loved them like they should. Dick was lucky to have the parent he had.

Danny remembered quiet dinners as his parents rushed to finish the food that Jazz made or them going on long tirades about their research. For 12 years they devotedly worked on that portal. Every chance they got they'd run off to the basement. Because it was their life's work, the only thing that mattered.

When it was unveiled, Jazz only scoffed. She hated the portal. Dad looked to Danny for praise and Danny didn't know what to say.

"Isn't it just the greatest thing you've ever seen?" Dad put his hand around Danny's shoulder.

"Well...its definitely a thing." Danny laughed awkwardly.

Danny had hoped that when the portal finished it would mean he'd spend time with his parents. Maybe they'd give him more than a passing glance when he brought them his report card. He could share with them his dreams and plans to be an astronaut. Show them the stars and all his research. To prove to them that he was a scientist too.

But that didn't happen. None of that would ever happen.

Jazz warned him not to hope for too much.

"People don't change Danny." She said simply.

Danny still tried. He still hoped. That hope made him try.

That hope killed him.

Danny never told Dick the specifics, about the accident. Dick never pried, but he knew something wasn't right.

Danny would cry in his sleep some nights. Dreams of a life that was far away now. Dick couldn't do much, all he could do was hold Danny's hand and wait for the nightmare to pass in hopes that Danny would forget his dream when he opened his eyes.

Danny's body was scarred. Something he used his powers to cover but they were still there and appeared when the stress got too much. Dick only saw a small part of them.

Dick got a full view once of Danny's back once when Dick left him a change of clothes. Lichtenberg scars like feathered ferns ripped through Danny's left arm and back. Danny hated it when people saw his scars and the marks disappeared the moment he realized he was being watched.

Dick didn't mention it. Not even the faint green glow the marks gave off.

"Why does Batman hate me?" Danny asked peeking out from under his blanket. He was still shrunk down

Dick bundled the toddler up in the blanket.

"He doesn't hate you. He just...he doesn't like things he doesn't understand." Dick tried to not make that sound awful.

"He doesn't understand me." Danny sighed.

"And he doesn't have to. He won't do anything to you. Not with me around. I promise. I know you've been hurt before and you must have felt alone but you got me." Dick ruffled his little fuzzball's hair.

(Ignore small errors. Have bat picture.)

[that-weird-thing-in-the-woods]

~{ You all know what time it is! }~

•The Circus•

Jazz and Danny have always taken care of each other when their parents eventually forgot about them

Like when Jazz had to learn how to cook and fight off reanimated food to feed Danny when she was 6 because their parents got a new idea and had to work on it right that second

Or when Danny had to find a way to copy Maddies hand writing so when Jazz got sick or had class trip and she was to busy with other things so could go and have fun like someone her age so have

So you can tell they always took care of the other so when Maddie and Jack tried to lock Danny in the lab and have their way with the “Ghost scum” Jazz stood by his side until the end

And now that they both are full ghost that’s not going to change a bit they took care of each other in life

They going to take care of the other in death

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When The Circus held out their hand for Jazz and Danny they were a bit surprised and untrusting in the beginning in fact Jazz would never leave Danny’s side or the other way around

But they have been with The Circus for some time now ( It’s hard to tell how long you’ve been in here Jazz and Danny find out pretty quickly ) and the people of The Circus has gained some of their trust but never quite all of it ( only the other has their full trust )

but the one they trust the most has to be the ringmasters or the leader of The Circus they keep everyone safe and protected so Jazz and Danny can respect that in them

And they made sure Jazz and Danny were safe as well so they respected the ringmaster a lot but not to the point where they would take their side over the other but they still respected them

Back on track, Jazz has been given the role as a sharp shooter and Danny as a Aerial act and of course jazz and Danny are always in acts together (The ringmaster has tried to get them to be separated acts due to their different roles and he got punched by jazz after he got to close to Danny for her liking, she gains everyones respect that day)

And if you need danny you often have to get past jazz first due to her being overprotective of Danny

How Danny and Jazz fight, Danny will use the silk he uses often in his and Jazz’s acts grab the person and fly around as fling the person all around and disorient them as Jazz fires her gun at them until the person is unable to fight or Danny and Jazz just get broad they will from Danny’s silks or whatever he’s using for flying around let them hit the ground or Danny will stop flying and Jazz gos at it, they treat it like target practice (They got everyone respect and fear after they did that the first time)

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~{ Now onto the DCU part! }~

A emergency meeting is called for the JL about a new potential enemy or a rescue mission

So when one of the heroes [Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, The Flash, Green arrow, Green lantern, Martian Manhunter, Aqua Man] in the meeting ask what it is are told about

A large big top that has large mechanical legs with the possibility of more due to the build of this structure and it seems to have been avoiding main areas where one of the main members of the JL are like its hiding

inhabitants of this is known to be unpredictable in their actions and how they react to people and objects out side of the structure and how they respond to questions about the big top or anything related to The Circus they will act as though the big top and whole Circus itself can hear them and become quiet and run off (They don’t really talk to people out side of acts so they just run back to where the others are or back to where their act is taking place)

And very little is known about them but this was brought to their attention due to the disappearances of people in the wake of The Circus (The ghost walk in and move on to the Ghost zone or find peace) and this is a problem and with the concerning words of some of the people who are in The Circus it is leaning towards the rescue mission

And they need to find out what is happening and need a team to go under cover and young justice volunteers to go under cover

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~{ Now onto Danny and Jazz’s outfits! }~

For Danny I’m thinking

This for the outfit ~{ Or not this is really the best I could find that I at least liked enough }~

And for Jazz I’m thinking something like this

Or this ~{ I’m not picky about which }~

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~{ And that’s it for this! I hope you things like it and life’s to short punch a politician! Byeeeee }~

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny had no idea what a meta was, but appearently he had something called a meta-gene. One would think a mutation that can cause people to manifest superpowers from lab accidents would explain his disastrous career as a superhero, but they would be wrong. Dannys meta gene was never activated and the whole ghost fiasco was just eldrich shenanigans at its finest.

No, Danny's meta gene activated just two weeks ago on his fifteenth birthday where he was celebrating at Sam's place with Tucker. They had gotten into one of thier usual fights about food and Danny just did not want to deal with it and went into another room.

Sams cat didn't love him per say but it usually didn't hate him either. Today was not his lucky day. The kitty scratched him and wouldn't you know? His meta gene wasn't activated by an interdimentional portal opening up on top of him, it wasn't activated by the numerous energy blasts he had been hit with nor the various electric shocks.

No, it was activated by a freaking cat scratch.

He stared at himself in the mirror, glowing green eyes with slit pupils stared back at him. His kitty ears were folded back to show his shock and displeasure over the situation but it was still rather obvious what they were. The tail wagging slowly behind him was the same snowy white as his hair and ears.

He looked like Phantom. He looked like Phanton as Fenton. Ancients. There was no way he was going to be able to hide this. Transforming brought about no change other than the hazmat suit. He was so screwed. He couldn't go home like this.

Breathing heavily and on the verge of a panic attack he called Jazz once, twice, three times, but she didn't pick up. Danny knew he couldn't stay in the human world, it was too dangerous.

But if he wasn't there to protect the ghosts than it would be too dangerous for them to stay too. He knew for a fact Dani was staying with Dora while she taught her how to read and write so he had pretty much no qualms about destroying the portals and outing Vlad through a pre-made video of him transforming and boasting about his crimes to Phantom, courtesy of Tucker and him filming it all.

He felt bad about ditching his friends one last time, and at his own birthday party no less! But he knew if he tried to say goodbye they would guilt him into staying and it would end horribly so he left a note explaining what happened and bounced.

Destroying the portals hadn't taken much time or effort nor did destroying over 20 years of research between the three. It was exploring the Ghost Zone that was giving him problems. He was always warned by Wulf not to open portals in the Ghost Zone unless you were very experienced cause if you screw up theres no telling when or where you will land. He thought back to Wulfs lessons and tried to conjure the image of lush wildlife and abundant food.

The place he ended up portaling to had neither of those things. In fact if felt like the opposite when he landed in a grimey alleyway in the dark of night.

A spotlight was pointed toward the sky, painting the clouds above in a yellow light holding a stylized image of a bat in the center. Danny wondered what that was about for only a minute before he heard the tell tale whoosh sound of someone landing in the alley behind him.

Dannys new instincts reacted before the logical part of his brain took hold causing him to whirl around with his ears flattened to his head and he hissed so furiously that the man with the red helmet (mask?) back up several paces while cursing furiously. The man also mentioned something about a "Pit" but Danny wasn't paying attention, he was scared out of his mind and bolted down the alleyways and out of sight before phasing into a dilapidated building and hiding under some rubble.

Later, Red Hood told Nightwing about the Lazarus Pit catboy demon and described it as nightmarish as possible before adding that it was kinda twinkish. He also added "for the love of God dickwing, don't let demon brat adopt that thing"

In Damians defence, he found Danny asleep next to Alfred the cat in Batcows barn and just decided he was thier new cat. In other news hes far more concerned with hiding Danny From Catwoman than from father.

[wolfjackle-creates]

Ghost!Robin Part 9

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I'm posting early this Wednesday! I've down time at work as I wait for the centrifuge to stop spinning my antibodies (48 minutes left of 2 hours). And I have plans after work. So it's either now or at 11 pm my time.

Story Summary: Danny was invited to dinner at Wayne Manor to meet Jazz's boyfriend and his family for the first time. He worked hard to make sure no ghost business would interrupt the evening. But when he arrived, all he could focus on was the ghost of the dead Robin that seemed to haunt Jason.

Word Count: 1.2k

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Jason’s voice was low and threatening. “It’s an ice duck made of Lazarus water.”

More alarming than his voice was the way his eyes glowed ecto-green and the fear-anger that filled the room.

Thank the ancients for Jazz, because he had no idea how to respond to that. She was the one who placed a hand on Jason’s arm and asked, “What’s Lazarus water?”

Meanwhile, Danny focused on sending out calm, no danger, safe feelings to counteract Jason’s projections.

It seemed to work slightly as Jason lowered his gun, but he didn’t put it away. “Just green, bubbling liquid that collects in pits and will kill the healthy but return the mortally wounded to life with a side dose of uncontrollable rage.” His eyes were glued to the duck in Danny’s hands.

That sounded like the opposite of good, Pariah curse it. “Jazz, why do your in-laws keep giving me more work to do?” Danny groaned as he mentally moved a few things around his to-do list.

He handed the duck to Robin who gave a thanks trill as he took it.

Danny continued, “And, Jason, can you tell me where these pits are so I can get rid of them? Sounds like there’s some leaks between the Infinite Realms and the moral realms that were never dealt with because Pariah was the worst.”

“Who is this ‘Pariah’ person?” asked Damian. “You have mentioned them before.”

Danny was going to reply when Alfred cleared his throat and the table went silent to look at him. “I understand there’s a lot of information everyone wants to know from our guests, however I believe it has been recognized that they wish us no harm. So perhaps we might allow them to at least taste the pie Master Jason and I worked hard on? We also have ice cream, Mr. Danny.”

Jazz took the excuse to tug on Jason’s arm. He hesitated a moment, still looking uncertainly at his ghost playing with the duck, but obediently sat down without saying anything more.

“I haven’t had ice cream in ages,” admitted Danny. “Haven’t even been on Earth for months my-time. Only been a few weeks Earth-time, though.” Taking his fork in hand, he tried a bite of the pie. It had at least four different types of fruit from what he could see—cherries, raspberries, strawberries, and peaches. It was amazing. Over the time they’d been talking, it had cooled slightly, but was still warm. “Holy shit, you two made this? It’s so good!” Without waiting for a response he took another bite. “Ancients, I miss Earth food when I’m gone so long. Jazz, can we get burgers tomorrow?”

“Of course, Danny. Has it really been that long for you? When was the last time you saw Sam and Tucker?”

Danny shrugged as he swallowed. “I’ve been out of contact with anyone for a month my-time. Grandpa had me on another planet doing time-stream stuff. But Sam and Tuck were with me in the Realms before that. We had about a week together and they saw me off.”

“I have so many questions based off that statement,” said Dick.

“I’m compiling a list, Dick,” said Tim from the other side of the table.

Alfred cleared his throat again and about half the table muttered a “sorry.”

“Now, Mr. Danny, for ice cream, I’ve made French vanilla and chocolate. Would you like to try one or both?”

“You made the ice cream? I don’t think I’ve ever had homemade ice cream before. Can I take some of both?”

“Of course. Master Jason, could you pass the ice cream to Mr. Danny?”

The wave of annoyance that radiated out of Jason told Danny exactly what he thought of that suggestion. Robin clucked his tongue in reproach. But out loud, Jason just said, “Of course.” He grabbed a covered bucket which must hold the ice cream and passed it to Jazz who gave it to Danny.

“Thanks, dead boyfriend number two!” With a grin, Danny sent back friends, gratitude, happiness to Jason. Just to be contrary.

Jason’s projections morphed into confusion, frustration.

Danny and Robin looked at each other and burst out laughing.

“Mind explaining what’s so funny to the class?” asked Jazz with a hint of annoyance in her voice.

Rather than answer her directly, Danny spoke to Jason. “Hey, Jay, can I call you Jay? Well, we’re gonna be brothers-in-law so I’m gonna. You really need to work on controlling what emotions you’re projecting. Otherwise I might get hurt by how much you don’t trust me.” He pouted and played up the offense, but only held it for a second before opening the ice cream and giving himself a large scoop of each flavor. “Oh, Robin, you can eat the duck, by the way. Like a popsicle. Have dessert with us.”

“What do you mean projecting? And brothers-in-law?” demanded Jason.

Danny ignored him in favor of Robin who grinned widely and licked the head of the duck. Outwardly, he projected tasty, gratitude. To really push the point home, he popped the head of the duck in his mouth and used his now-free hands to sign something.

Dick translated, “He says it’s good.”

“Of course it is. He’s a baby ghost, needs his ecto!” Danny took a bite of ice cream.

Jazz cleared her throat and said in a conversational tone, “Danny, remember the conversation we had about spoilers?”

“Hmmm?” asked Danny around a spoonful of pie. It was so good.

“Spoilers, Danny. You’ve let some slip.”

“I have?” Danny thought back over the things he’d said recently and froze. “You and Jason aren’t engaged yet.”

Jazz closed her eyes and looked up. “No, Danny. We’re not.”

Danny flushed and rubbed the back of his head. “Sorry! Honest mistake. At least I haven’t told you how—”

Jazz slammed a hand over his mouth. “Don’t you dare, Daniel James! No spoilers!”

Danny grinned into her hand and licked her palm.

“Danny! Gross!” she cried as she pulled her hand away. “I know you have hand sanitizer in that bottomless pit of yours. Pass it over.”

As he was reaching into his bag, he noticed Robin had left his spot in front of Danny and moved until he was floating in front of Bruce where he seemed to be signing something. Cass stood up and took her plate, moving to sit next to Steph and Robin took her seat. The ghost smiled up at Bruce who looked back at him with a frown.

Danny sent out a pulse of concern, you okay?

Robin nodded. Happy, comfortable.

Ghosts couldn’t lie when they communicated with core-feelings, so Danny nodded and went back to searching for the hand sanitizer which he handed to Jazz.

Jason was back to staring at him, though. “Hey, Alfie? Can I ask Danny a question?”

Alfred let out a put-upon sigh. “You, and you alone”—he gave a look to everyone at the table—“may ask Mr. Danny a single question. All other questions must wait until Mr. Danny has finished his dessert and informs you he is willing to answer more of them.”

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I just want to tell all of you how much I loved every comment demanding Danny get to eat his pie. You all really made my week.

Over the weekend, I shared a bit more of the fic where Danny and Tim were online childhood friends. Check it out if that's something you're interested in!

And I guess I didn't include line I shared as part of the tag game in this update. I'm trying to give myself more of a buffer in case I can't get as much writing done in the upcoming weeks, so the segments I share might by somewhat shorter.

Tag List Part 1

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[did-sm1-say-catfish]

S1 EP17 

this is my thoughts on danny phantom!! starting from "Maternal Instinct" or s1 ep17.

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he can actually dodge!! wow!!! maybe use those training course skills in battle, buddy. 

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oh my god why does my new halloween decoration thing look just like those ghost props. oh shit i have to turn that off. brb

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“nobody makes a meat puppet out of jack fenton!!!” …maybe the people who are into himbos?

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jack, looking at a ghost: “hey pal, you need some sun.”

the ghost was in fact, green. 

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TWO HEADED DANNY?? god knows the world simultaneously does and does NOT need more of him. 

CYCLOPS DANNY?? thats not enough danny!!!

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Maddie: we’re going to florida!!! isnt that fun???

danny, annoyed

me, who has visited florida numerous times: i feel ya, buddy. i feel ya. 

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bro just puts on a pouty face after having been parachuted into the middle of nowhere bc of a ghost plane. yeah, A POUT. 

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VLAD??? helloooo theree ;)

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“what a well planned coincidence���”

“erm- akshually!! thats an oxymoron ya dumbass.”

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WHAT???? ELECTRICITY? poor baby!! you need TLC (tender love and care) <3

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“this subdues your powers for the next three hours. until midnight! im telling you this because ive seen your grades and you are trash at math. really danny, go study you dumb fuck”

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SHE HAS A LIGHTSABER???? maddie you know onlythe bad guys have a doubnle ended one. but its not red sooo (i havent watched star wars in many years. I have also only watched a total of two films. i say two because i saw the entirety of one and half of two others. haha)

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AWWWSSDBJkhjjhbdjcnjbkshsjnk danny hugging his mom!! AWJEJDJNWWJBk. that was such a cute moment!! 

Maddie, after fighting off the ghosts attacking danny: “youre in big trouble, young man!!”

danny, hugging her: “you. are! awesome!!!”

maddie: everyone stay calm, my son is hugging me. 

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maddie: we should stay with vlad, ist too dangerous out here!

danny: Mooooommmmm hes my arch enemyyyy!!!

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“at midnight i get my powers back, at 12:01 the belt zaps me, and at 12:02 vlad tries to make out with my mom. those are gonna be the worst two minutes of my life”

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IS SHE ABOUT TO CHEAT?? ok thank god not.

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bro is fake condoning vlad being with his mom. god. i hate this. but seriously, i dont think that family is functional. 

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vlad is struggling to get the belt off but… danny didnt even lock it. he’s just that bad at high tech belts. HA

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maddie, coming into the room: Wheres vlad?

danny, nervously: he ran out for a bite 

yeah, to get a bite taken out of him

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“We’re not gonna mention any of this to your dad, right?”

guys i hate her. i hate her. why would she do this to danny. she almost cheats on his dad in front of him, with a man that is known to hate jack, and then she buys danny food and tries to get him to keep it a secret. she’s a terrible mom. i hate her. does she have any idea how hard that is for danny? theyre already a dysfunctional family, but then she goes and puts extra pressure on him? do you have any idea what that does to a kid. a kid with whacko parents and crazy ass powers and who gets bullied at school and ON TOP OF THAT!!! HE HAS TO DEAL WITH HIS MOM BEING UNFAITHFUL. i dont care that she never ACTUALLY cheated, im saying shes a fucking dick and i hate her. 

AND THEN DANNYS FEELS GUILTY FOR NOT LOVING HER ENOUGH. NEWS FLASH, YOURE NOT A GOOD MOM IF YOUR KIDS FEEL GUILTY AROUND YOU. 

and jack isnt a saint but at least he didnt put that FUCKING PRESSURE ON JAZZ. maddie you are a piece of shit i hate you. 

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OK!! end of the episode!! give me your suggestions for like, how i should format this or- yeah idk. im going to go start on the next episode!!! :D

edit: *ahem* i have since been informed that she was playing him... i will store half of this hatred in my back pocket for later. I'm watching you, wazowski Maddie....

[a-salty-sal]

Blind!Danny AU

Danny feels the blanket on his lap, the rough texture feeling so much worse compared to before. Jazz had just informed him that he will have to go to school tomorrow, that his absences due to the… accident are no longer going to be excused. The thought of why he had been absent makes him whimper and curl into a ball.

‘Come on Danny it will just be for a second!’ Sam's black hair waves in her rocking motion of excitement.

‘Right! If you don’t want to be the one to step into it I can’ Tucker looks up from his pda with a wide smile.

‘No! I will do it… Neither of you have hazmat suits.' Danny stated as he pulled on his gloves, a frown gracing his face. 'I just think this isn't going to turn out well… even if the portal doesn't work something else could happen. I don't know if everything my parents worked on in here is safe to be around.'

'Ghosts don't even exist, for all we know this 'ectoplasm' your parents bought of that weird guy in a trenchcoat at that London convention they dragged you too last month was jello water with green food coloring.' Sam leant forward, her right hand on her hip as she waved the other hand in a flippant manner.

Danny sighed but agreed with Sam even though his stomach twisted in anxiety. After confirming with his two friends that the camera was on he stepped up to the metal frame of the project his parents have worked on his entire life. He couldn't believe that the one thing his parents truly prioritized over all else didn't do a thing.

'Sam, is this far enough in?' The ravenette says after he takes three steps in.

'Just two more steps then turn to face us!' She was looking over Tucker's shoulder to see the camera screen from where it was held in front of his face.

"Danny?" A familiar voice brings him back to the present with a jolt. His head snaps to face the voice with a crack. Distantly Danny can feel his nails pierce the fabric clenched in his grip as he tries to identify who it is that wants his attention.

"Danny…" He can hear the voice hitch with a sob that tries to hide itself with a sigh. "I didn't mean to startle you."

"You didn't startle me." Danny denies that he was startled in any way, denies that he can still feel his pulse in his throat and that truly being unable to see anything was so vastly different to closing your eyes or walking into a room untouched by any form of light. That darkness could not be so far from sightlessness that even comparing the two was impossible.

"If you say so." Jazz let the obvious lie slide past as she found her spot on Danny's left. She had taken to always taking place in the same area when visiting Danny. He knew it was so he never had to guess where she was to push her or pull her into a hug for comfort. "Have Mom and Dad visited you yet today? Mom said she was going to have lunch with you."

"They didn't come today either." Every day their parents would tell Jazz that they would visit Danny at some time and everyday Danny would have to come to terms with it being pushed off once again. Some new discovery blossoming within the lab or some new problem with a project not responding with the ecto they harvested.

"I am sure they will show up tomorrow." Jazz placed a hand on Danny's shoulder as she tried to comfort her younger brother. "I am sure once they settle in with being able to unlimitedly interact with Ghosts they will start having more time with us."

Danny nodded and leaned into Jazz's touch. He doubted it would change as the state of things haven't even wavered within the ten days he's spent at the hospital. Maybe once he returns home their parents will be able to spare time with him.

The Dr.'s Fenton had not left the basement since they were told their son was stable and going to adequately make a recovery. The doctors were not pleased to have to tell a seventeen year old highschool student the important details of Danny's state. Jazz made sure to copy down notes of what to do so Danny could be comfortable at home and how to help him adjust.

"Jazz…?"

"Yeah, Danny?"

"I'm not getting my sight back."

"Yeah, one of your nurses pulled me aside before I came in today."

"The nerves are too fried to ever recover. I won't get to be an astronaut Jazz. I won't ever get to see the stars again."

"I am so sorry Danny…" Jazz pulled her little brother into a hug. She wished for anything she could do to solve this for her little brother. The teen knew that no matter what she did she couldn't fix Danny's eyes, she couldn't turn back time to stop her little brother from stepping into that portal. She couldn't do anything and it burned in her chest, the uselessness and futility of her rage, it burned hot and fierce under her ribcage. The feelings scorched her heart and made it twinge with every beat.

[adri-todo1]

Romance Club head canons/actual canons I think about a lot

Kali: Call of Darkness

Amala and Amrit are technically related since Amala's great grandfather is Raj Doobay who is also Amrit's grandfather. /somewhat of a theory I guess

Killian has OCD and it's clearly displayed in some episodes. /canon

Amrit has a distaste for overly strong smells and flavours. /Canon

Lima has a dislike for raisins./canon and I don't blame her.

Kiran has definitely mean mugged either Priyanka or Rishi./head canon

Kiran and Gabriel are good friends based on a line in dialogue in season two./canon

The one official photo where Amala and Ratan found her clothes torn with Doc behind him in the window has probably happened before./headcanon

Devdas has definitely slapped Vimal upside the head one too many times when they were children./headcanon

Kali: Flame of Samsara

Kamal doesn't like sweet foods./canon

Devi may have fantasied about letting her tiger bite Anil Sharma./headcanon

Sara has tried mastering different areas in painting./headcanon

Tian likes reading to Devi from time to time./ Somewhat of a mix between canon and headcanon

Ram has heterochromia meaning he has two different eye colours, coincidentally his eyes are green and light blue like all men in his family./canon

Doran likes good food and wine so whenever there is an event look out for him near where food is being served./canon

Radha and Raj have a child together./canon and heavily implied.

Theodora

Charlotte's real name is Valentina and she is the daughter of Madame Rosetta./canon

Blaine has a daughter who carries on his legacy in season three of Theodora./canon

Antonio named the jazz bar after Theodora's alias despite her leaving him so abruptly./canon

John probably heard Theodora said "Why is it spicy?" when she first discovered the meme as a reference to his cologne./headcanon

Darius teaches Theodora Arabic often./headcanon

Marcel has definitely rambled about a book he hyper fixated on for so long that he had trouble moving his jaw comfortably for a few days./headcanon

Yoke had an affair with a doctor she worked under that resulted in her pregnancy with Bruno./canon

Friedrich grew up in an abusive home which resulted in him developing a stutter./canon

Friedrich plays music often for Theodora after they had gotten married./headcanon and a bit of canon.

Lawrence has definitely tried some of John's tea behind his back, gagged and put the cup back down like nothing happened./headcanon

Jamie definitely has been caught reading smut by Theodora on one too many occasions./headcanon

Theodora has flipped off Germans back during the times of war, who's to say she wouldn't do it again?/canon for her actually flipping them the bird and headcanon for the fact that she might have done it again.

Theodora and Friedrich both have a cat hair allergy./canon and heavily implied

The One Vol 1

Ford's real name is Clifford and he's embarrassed about it./canon

Mona has been found on the roof a couple of times./canon because it happened in episode two.

Chloe has two sisters, Jenna and Hazel./canon

Thiago rides a motorcycle./canon, proof is literally episode one

Adira disliked the fact that the photographer had labelled her as War in episode four./canon

Luka gave Chloe a coin that held sentimental value to him for her to adjust to living life on camera./canon

Deshawn has definitely binge watched Madea movies with Chloe./headcanon

Kelsie and Chloe definitely did dances for tiktok or Instagram./headcanon

Evan was caught eating a Twinkie on set a few times by Chloe./headcanon

The Host has definitely played volleyball in school./possible canon since she plays with ease in episode two.

Chloe and Kelsie played pranks on the others./headcanon

The One Vol 2

Kiana wants to be the Host one day so she has Wendy/the original Host as her mentor./canon

Joel has definitely brought up the idea of travelling the world to Kiana./headcanon

Ben/Bianca is lactose intolerant but still drinks milkshakes despite knowing that they're lactose intolerant./ Mix of headcanon and canon

Bradley and Ford are brothers but they're not close to their father's need to compare the two./canon

Ken was only in the show for the prize money and had a relationship with a guard./canon

Imani and Kiana definitely went on vacation after the show./headcanon

Michelle and Kiana are good friends outside of the show./canon

Path of the Valkyrie

Now we all know that Loki has done some weird shit but what takes the cake was probably when he conjured up skimpy clothing for Liv which had Sagr and Ullr looking flushed./canon

If Liod was a human, she'd probably have Samoan genes./head canon

Vanadis has probably taught Liv how to make poisons./head canon

Ullr has let Liv braid his hair on different occasions./headcanon

Many forget that Sagr is a not just some herbalist, he is a god with Vanir blood./canon

Thor absolutely despised his Tower counter part but if he met his MCU counterpart then he would consider that Thor to be naive./headcanon and canon

Andvari would like hat shopping in a sense but not as much as crafting weapons./canon

Jori loved stories./canon, RIP Jori

Moonborn

Victor has composed songs of his own but believes that they're not worthy of being released./canon when Mia finds his studio.

Prince Ethan Wood is an Edward Cullen look a like and no one can convince me otherwise./headcanon

Max is a preschool teacher and scout leader./canon

Trisha and Mia filmed short digital video memoirs./headcanon

If Victor met Vladimir Tod, they'd get along fairly well./headcanon

Dustin and Sean have definitely gotten into an argument over a board game./head canon

Heart of Trespia

Reinhold is allergic to honey but has never been able to taste sweetness until season two./canon

Wyatt got Ellaire pregnant in Season three./canon

Taki and Reyna are a couple and were confirmed to be expecting in season three./canon

Gisella, Delias and Ellaire have definitely taught the young girls in the neighboring villages to hunt, cook and make herbs in case of emergencies./headcanon

Cyrus was a Shaadhan hired sword before Reinhold came along and hired him./canon

Ellaire's three appearances go in this order: Light skin/Maithen, Slightly Brown skin/Shaadhan and Dark Brown skin/Rajahilian./headcanon but some what true.

Delias would have been good friends with Sana from Kali: Call of Darkness./headcanon

Wyatt would definitely munch down about three cake tarts if you gave him a chance./headcanon

Gisella has most definitely had sleepless nights whenever Taki and Reyna decided to get 'active'./headcanon

Taki called Ellaire 'The Mother of the Sprite Eagles' after she tamed Aurora./headcanon

If you are on Wyatt's Romance Path, it's safe to say that the baby would have grown up as both a royal and a knight with Morel training the young child to best their enemies in combat./headcanon

Reinhold is a clean freak. He just hates lingering dusts and grim. He would be great friends with a certain captain from Attack on Titan

Small author's note

Hi, this is my first post so I apologize if it isn't what any of you expected it but I will be posting a part two if it is wanted

[zack-creeper]

SHOWER THOUGHT!!!

Ok so I all I can do while cleaning my body is thing if random stuff in the shower to keep me on track and I keep thinking of the of the bat boys and dcxdp au's how they are kinda' like a mix between tnmt12 and rottmnt, so like think of this.

Dick = Leo (oldest/leader but fun and punny)[Blue] [actrobatic] [Welds two weapons] [blue eyes]

Jason = Raph (angery and violent but sweet with kids) [Red] [biggest] [green eyes] [intimating when just standing there] [*can probably cook]

Tim = Donny (nervous and anxious but very smart and tecsavy) [Autism] [he looks good in purple don't ask] [stays up all night working] [most likely to blow up something for fun/Unhinged]

Damian = Karai/Miwa (scary assassination baby that is trying there best) [tried to kill there brothers] [connection with murder group trys to change it or keep ties with it because it's what they know] [tried to stab brother] [Blood related to the father]

Alfred and Bruce = The two sides of master Splinter or that ram guy I dont rememberhis name {Fight and family} (petty as shit, obsessive and paranoid but is a dad and loved being a dad/will fight and kill for family] [*taught the kids what they know ]

Ra's al Ghul or/and Vlad = Shredder (manipulative obsessive bitchy old assassin/ninja man who wants power and will sacrifice anything and anyone even there own daughter for power and control) [Obsessive and has beef with the father figure] [Stinky] [should be dead by now but isn't] [leader of a cult] [*has been revived] [**used a child there hole life] [*** is in the father's past]

Killer Croc = leatherhead (seen as scary and dangerous but deep down a really good guy)[friends with the bright smiley brother as they where not as a monster by them and the smily chaos brother probably has fed them a weird food combo before] [croc or gaterb respectively] [lives in the sewers] [dosen't like people as they see him often as a moster because of a mutation]

I'm thinking Jazz or Val or Barbara = April from either worlds (smart and resourceful and cary's a bat) [not the best with range weapons] [ginger or glasses or spunk] [hide talent] [novice fighter in training] [*will probably out smart you with words] [**100% thinks of smiley chaos as a younger brother/sunshine to protect]

And last but not lest

Danny = Mikey (chill and chaotic but very good with what they do) [has ADHD but has learn ways around it] [is awesome in another dimension that they are knowledgeable about] [are often not believed about something] [Has died and come back vea electricity] [*excited about aliens] [**bad lier] [***has weirdest pet {icecream kitty and cujo the ghost dog} and friends {leather head and killer croc, wolf, frostbite}] [sweetest pretty est blue eyes and freckles that let him get away with murder]

I rest my case.

[yetanothergreyjedi]

The other boy didn't actually look that much like him. He was paler, but in the way that mother got in the winter. He'd tan in the sun where Damian burnt and burnt and freckled until the hard earned tan did its job. His eyes were green like Lazarus water; not a shade of blue that didn't match his father’s... then again, Damian glanced at the orange jump-suited man. He supposed his eyes did match his father's. He didn't know what to do with the mix of envy for his own life and the life he should've lived.

"Hi, I'm Danny," He greeted, his eyes lingering on his parents and Damian the same way Damian was doing to them.

"Damian... or I was?"

"Are we doing that?" Danny, or the actual Damian Al Ghul said. "I don't want to do that. Can we agree that we get to keep the first names we've had our entire lives? Otherwise this will just get confusing."

He looked incredulously at the group of adults. The Fenton's and Bruce agreed readily, Mother Talia, agreeing moments later.

More introductions and pizza, as Bruce explained the situation in more detail, and everyone talked vaguely about their lives. He had a sister. Jasmine or Jazz as she'd insisted, and the nickname felt too informal, but there was no reason to be formal, she was his sister... she was giving him the same sad-hopeful looks she gave Danny, that actually everyone who wasn't Danny and themselves was giving them. Accept mother Talia, had the look of mental calculation, and Damian pitied whatever test Danny would go through when she got the chance.

How much training would he have to force into the next few years? Or would Bruce step in? If he did, would that mean there was no heir? What did that mean for him?

Then they were talking about the future, and again, Bruce and the Fentons seemed to be on the same page while Talia... they wanted to get to know them without making them uncomfortable. Frequent visits and choice of where to spend holidays and Damian had the feeling Talia would ask him to help kidnap her son before this was over and while he'd like to have a single action define his loyalties... it did sound... nice... to not have to give up either life.

When the conversation drifted into more of the details, Danny pulled him away from the table. They hadn't been excused but no one commented. He let himself be dragged along until they were out of the room.

"OK, So, I'm sorry for being so ubrupt with this, but you need to know how to survive in this house before you agree to anything." Danny told him. "First off, do you believe in ghosts?"

"That is too broad a question. There are many supernatural things that could pose as ghosts."

Danny blinked. "Ok good, cause there's a lot of stuff here."

He pushed open a door labeled 'lab' and waved for Damian to follow. "First off, if its glowing, don't touch it, unless Jazz says it's safe, she's good at identifying this stuff."

Damian stared. That was a jar of Lazarus Water, he was sure of it. "My parents—er your parents? Ghost hunters and scientists and lab accidents in here can have really messed up side effects, so like maybe avoid the lab if you can? The attacks shouldn’t be happening cause I think I have that worked out, but just let the professionals handle it. Oh! And if they put samples in the fridge, just assume the whole fridge is contaminated. Ecto-food poisoning sucks and it's really better to just ask Jazz to pick up food. Or Sam or Tucker, obviously you'll make your own friends, but Sam and Tucker understand the food situation and won't be weird about getting it to you... well Sam might be weird about your choices if you like meat, but she'll still get it if the fridge is bad."

Damian was still stuck on the Lazarus water, but he tried to keep up. "Why does she not like meat?"

"Eithics."

"And..."

"Oh, that's ectoplasm. It powers like, everything in the house."

"Right..."

"We actually wrote up a survival manual when we got the call from your— my? Dad... I can send it to you... anything I should know about your house?"

Damian looked around what was certainly a top secret lab, and in the spirit of shared family and candor told him what he needed to know.

---

Might continue might not, feel free to jump in let me know if it's cool to leapfrog off of yours if you do.

I'm imagining this version of the Fenton's to be not safe for Danny to expose his ghost half too, which is part of the reason he's so willing to get Damian up to speed. Damian doesn't really know what he wants out of life, but he's never had a real friend before, and Danny seems like a good candidate.

Just an idea I wanted to share.

Danny and Damian are clearly not brothers. What they are, is switched at birth.

Talia messed up, took a mission too close to her due date, and went into labor early so she wound up in a civilian hospital. The Fentons were researching nearby ruins for ghost history when Maddie went into labor.

Two nearly identical black haired little boys born to foreigners in a small hospital in the middle of nowhere. Mistakes happen, and the babies were switched.

The truth doesn't come to light until Damian shows up at Bruce's place when he's 13, nearly 14. (Canon timeline is full of wibbly wobbly stuff.) Of course, he cares for the boy immediately, but also does a DNA test assuming Talia is lying. Clearly Talia is lying because the results show Damian is neither Bruce's nor Talia's.

Damian nearly has a breakdown and together he and Bruce track Talia back down for answers, but she's as confused as they are. She carried this baby and Bruce was, not her first lover, but definitely the last. What do you mean the DNA doesn't match?

As Talia, Bruce, and Damian begin their search for answers, in a small town in Illinois, an eerily similar looking boy, who was routinely exposed to the Lazarus Pits in vitro and has since been routinely exposed to ectoplasm, is stepping into a failed portal on the dare of his friends.

fascinating. Damian 100% breaks down after the DNA test. When he was first introduced to Bruce he was absolutely obsessed and taught by the League that he must fill in his fathers legacy. Blood relations are VERY important to the Al Ghuls. Damian figuring out he's not the rightful heir would crush him.

Damian is fully devoted to the mission of finding Danny. Does he want to battle him for the true title of the heir to the League of Assassins? Or does he try to convince Danny to take his place?

[skytagproducts]

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[evandarya]

Family

{Read on AO3}{Part 2}

"So," Dani said, slipping into the hotel room, arms loaded with food from the complimentary breakfast in the lobby.

Danny looked up from his phone and sat up on the bed. "So?" 

"Do you think Bruce Wayne will show up at the convention today? I've heard rumors that he was in town." Dani said conspiratorially, handing him a muffin.

"Using your invisibility to eavesdrop on the housekeepers is rude and a misuse of your powers." Jazz said, stepping out of the bathroom and combing some mousse into her hair.

"You know he owns the penthouse, right?" Danny said. "We could go up and see if he's here."

"No, absolutely not." Jazz said.

"Come on, Jazz, live a little," Danny said.

"That's trespassing," Jazz said.

 "If Jason suggested it, you'd do it," Dani said. 

Jazz blushed, but held her ground. "You two are absolutely not going anywhere near Bruce Wayne or his penthouse." She said before grabbing her hairdryer and heading back into the bathroom. 

"We're going up to the penthouse, right?" Dani asked once the drone of the hairdryer started.

"Oh, absolutely, we are,” Danny said. Both of them changed to their ghost form and flew invisibly up to the top floor. 

The penthouse was decorated sleek and modern, far removed from the gaudy green and gold of Vlad’s Wisconsin castle. Danny looked around the living room and found evidence of people staying there. There were shoes set by the door and bathing suits thrown over the balcony railing to dry. Stashed on the balcony was a familiar inflatable unicorn. 

“Shit,” Danny whispered.

“What?” Dani asked quietly.

“What’s Damian’s last name?” he asked. Tim’s last name was Drake, he knew. Tim had explained about Damian’s propensity to use people’s last names unless he was particularly fond of them.

“Um. I don’t know, I never asked, why?” Dani asked before spotting the unicorn. “Oh. You think they’re Wayne’s kids?” 

Before Danny could answer Damian’s voice called from one of the rooms in the back. “Drake, do you have my pomade?” 

“Why would I have it? I don’t use pomade.” Tim’s voice was getting closer so Danny and Dani made sure they were invisible and floated up near the ceiling. “Check with Jason.” 

“I already asked Todd and Richard and they don't have it, so you must have taken it.” the two brothers came out into the living room and Danny felt himself blush. Tim wasn’t wearing a shirt and Danny could see leaned toned muscle and scars. More scars than the son of the CEO of a Fortune 500 company should have. 

Dani caught his eye and mouthed “We should go.” Danny nodded and the two left the same way they came. 

***

Dick loved his family. He did. When he was a kid in the circus everyone was like his family. He still keeps in touch with them. When Bruce took him in he missed having a large family. It was just him, Alfred, and Bruce for a long time. Then he formed the Titans and it was like having a big family again. Still, having a big family came with its own unique challenges. 

“Damian put the knife away. Did you check your beach bag for your pomade? You brought it to the beach house yesterday.” 

Tim snickered. “He had to make sure he looked good for his girlfriend.” 

“Shut your mouth, Drake! At least I wasn’t hanging all over Danielle.” Damian said, stomping out of the room.

“We were stargazing!” Tim defended. 

Jason chucked from where he was making pancakes at the stove. “You two were cuddled awfully close for stargazing.” 

“I know, they were so cute!” Dick said. “I took pictures.”

“Oh, my gods! Delete them now, Dick!” Tim said, leaping over the table towards his brother. 

Yes, Dick loved his family, he wouldn’t trade them for the world. 

***

Danny, Jazz, and Dani were walking around the mall when Danny felt the prickle on the back of his neck like someone was watching him. He glanced around but didn’t see anyone suspicious. Years of fighting ghosts who liked to stalk and then ambush him taught him to trust his gut instincts, so he kept an eye out. He tried not to let the paranoia interfere with spending time with his sisters, but every now and then he would see movement out of the corner of his eye. 

“Danny, check out this shirt!” Danny glanced at the shirt Dani was holding. It was black with a picture of the old comic hero, Space Ghost, and said ‘Space Ghost is ***king Dead’ in block letters underneath.

“I need that immediately,” he said, making grabbing hands towards the shirt. Dani tossed the shirt to him. When he turned back toward a display of pins he saw a familiar mop of black and white curly hair. “Hey, Jazz,” he called to his sister who was inspecting a display of Disney merchandise. 

“I saw the Space Ghost shirt, Danny.” She said, inspecting a Mulan purse. 

“Okay, but did you see your boyfriend?” He asked. Danny could tell by the way Jason’s shoulders tensed that the other man was listening. 

“Jason is not my boyfriend he’s–” Jazz cut herself off when she turned and spotted Jason. “Jason, hi, what are you doing here?” she smiled and blushed when she caught sight of him. Danny smirked. 

“Yes, Jason. What are you doing here?” he asked. Danny couldn’t shake the feeling of wrongness from Jason, but the man wasn’t giving off anything like hostility so Danny was just going to keep an eye on him. 

“Dick dragged us here for some brotherly bonding. He’s over there with Damian and Tim getting boba.” Jason said, waving toward the boba stand. Dani came up holding a purple and blue Axolotl stuffed animal.

“What’s boba?” she asked. Jason blinked once before explaining. 

“It’s milk tea with chewy tapioca balls. It's not to my taste, but Dick and Damian like it." Jason glanced at Danny and Jazz before asking "would you like some?" 

"Yes, can we, Jazz?" 

"Alright, we'll pay for this stuff and head over there next," Jazz said. 

"I'll just text Dick to get three more on his order so we don't have to wait in line," Jason said, already sending a message. 

"Oh, you didn't have to do that." Jazz said, but she was smiling. 

Danny rolled his eyes and went to the register to pay for his shirt and Dani's stuffed axolotl.

***

Danny looked at Jason across the food court table and sipped his boba. Damian had gone off with Dani to find some vegetarian food and Jazz, Tim, and Dick were getting food for everyone else, leaving Jason and Danny to secure a table for everyone. “So,”

“So?” Jason asked, leaning back in the seat.

“Are you and Jazz dating?” Danny asked. He enjoyed the way Jason’s eyes got wide as a blush crept up his neck. 

“We haven't talked about that yet.” He hedged. “Are you dating Tim?” 

“Tim and I are friends,” Danny said quickly. “Do you want to date Jazz?” 

“Yes. I’d love to date her. She’s smart, kind, and beautiful.” Jason said, a soft look on his face. 

Danny watched Jason as he found Jazz across the food court. He seemed sincere, but Danny had to make sure his sister was safe.

"Jason, I love my sisters, and I would do anything to keep them safe." Danny was watching Jason's face and waited until the man's attention was back on him before flashing his scary eyes. "Anything."

Jason didn't say anything for a second before laughing. Danny scowled at him. "Sorry, I know you're being serious, but you look like a kitten." That only made Danny scowl harder. "I'm not going to hurt your sister. She may not even want to see me after you leave." 

"Did she give you her number?" Danny asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Then she's going to want to keep in touch with you." He said, going back to his boba.

***

After lunch Dani wanted to go back to the beach, so Dani, Jazz, and Danny headed back to the hotel. In the lobby, they were surprised to be greeted by their parents and Vlad. “Oh, there you are!” Maddie said, hugging Danny and Jazz. “We have some exciting news.”

“I want to tell them!” Jack said. “Vlad has offered to fund an exclusive year-long ghost hunting trip to Peru!” 

“Peru?” Danny exclaimed. “We can’t move to Peru, Jazz and I have school and jobs.” 

“Jazz is starting college soon. She’ll be staying in the dorms next year, and it’s not like we’re selling the house, Danny. You can still live there.” Maddie said.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Vlad asked, his voice dripping with sickly sweet honey. “You know how much trouble Daniel can get himself into, even with the two of you there to watch him." Vlad's eyes fell on Dani and it took everything in Danny not to punch the man right then and there. "And with him and Danielle becoming such good friends, it would only make sense for them to come to stay with me." 

"I'm not coming to stay with you," Danny said, just barely keeping the venom from his voice. "And neither is Dani."

"Danny, be nice," Maddie said.

"Oh, don't worry about it, Madeline," Vlad said, leaning down into Danny's space. "I'm sure Daniel and I will come to an understanding. A year is a long time." 

Danny could feel his eyes burning and his fists clenching. He wanted so badly to punch Vlad in the face, and he might have if Jazz hadn't put her hand on his shoulder and stepped between him and Vlad. 

"Mom, Dad, maybe we can talk about this later when we aren't in the hotel lobby? We were wanting to go to the beach this afternoon." 

"Well, alright. We can talk after the convention is over." Maddie said. "We don't leave for Peru for a few weeks, so there is time to make plans." 

"Okay, great." Jazz said, pushing Danny and Dani toward the elevators. Once the doors closed Danny groaned in frustration. 

"I'm not going back to him," Dani said, hugging her stuffed axolotl to her chest. "I’ve disappeared before and I'll do it again." 

“It won’t come to that,” Danny said. “But if it does, you won’t go alone.” 

“Maybe we can talk some sense into them.” Jazz said, but she didn’t sound hopeful. Danny hated to admit it, but he was starting to give up on his parents ever seeing reason and he could tell that Jazz was feeling the same way.

“Let’s just go to the beach.” 

***

“I don’t think I have ever seen someone so grumpy at a beach,” Tim said, flopping down next to Danny. He handed Danny a can and Danny popped it open and took a sip without looking at it. “What’s on your mind?”

“My parents are going on a trip to Peru in a few weeks. They want me to stay with our uncle Vlad,” Danny said. 

“And you don’t want to?”

“He’s a fruit loop. He’s in love with my mom and obsessed with me. He wants an heir or something, but he’s really creepy about it.” Danny said. “One time, he tricked my mom and me to fly out to Colorado. He had sabotaged the plane so we had to bail right over his hunting lodge. That was a weird weekend.” 

“And your mom wants you to stay with this creep?” Tim sounded just as disgusted as Danny felt.

“He technically saved my life once, so he’s redeemed himself in her eyes. I know he hasn’t changed, but try convincing her of that.” 

“If there was another option. If you didn’t have to stay with Vlad for a year–”

“I’d take it, no question.” 

The smile Tim sent him loosened the coil of anxiety in Danny’s stomach just a little.

“Tim, are you seeing anyone?” Danny asked. The anxiety had lessened, but now his heart was pounding. He knew, though, that if he didn’t ask he’d always regret it.

“No, not right now.” Tim was leaning back on his arms and giving Danny such a soft smile that he had to look away.

“Oh. Would you. I mean, I know we just met like three days ago, but would you like to maybe–” Danny didn’t get to finish his sentence because Tim’s lips were on his, soft and sweet. When he pulled away his blue eyes were sparkling like sunlight off the waves. 

“I’d love to go out with you, Danny.” 

Danny smiled and pulled Tim into another kiss.

***

Danny and Tim entered the lobby of the hotel holding hands. Danny couldn't get over the fact that he had a boyfriend. That Tim had agreed to go out with him, even if it may have to be long distance. 

"Hey, Danny, if you were offered a scholarship to Gotham Academy, would you take it?" 

"Yeah, but my grades suck, I wouldn't qualify." 

"Didn't you say last night that you were in an astronomy club and discovered a new moon of Saturn and figured out its composition?" Tim asked. "That could qualify you even with a low GPA." 

"But that's just a hobby," Danny said, waving the comment off.

"Danny," Tim said, pulling him to a stop. "Your discovery is published in a scientific article, that's incredible." The intense sincerity in Tim's eyes threw Danny off. If he wasn't careful he could get lost in those slate blue eyes. "I'm going to send you a form, fill it out, and send it in before the third. Do one for Dani-with-an-I, too." Tim said before going back to his phone. 

Danny felt the tension leave his shoulders for the first time since he heard about his parents trip to Peru. Maybe this wouldn't be a complete disaster.

***

Bruce had expected a few things from this trip. He expected his sons to bond, check. He expected a few new contracts from the engineering convention, check. He expected at least one of his sons to get a bad sunburn and was glad to not have to check that box. 

He did not expect three of his sons to meet someone, but when he walked into the penthouse and Damian was teaching a black-haired blue-eyed girl how to escape a chokehold, a rare smile on his face, it was unexpected to be sure.

"Father!" Damian said, looking sheepish. "We did not expect you back until this evening." 

"I decided to come home early. Who's your friend?" He asked, shedding his tie and suit jacket. 

"This is Danielle, we met her and her siblings at the beach," Damian said, relaxing a little. 

"It's nice to meet you, Danielle." He said, offering a hand to the girl who was eyeing him suspiciously, but she took it anyway.

"Nice to meet you, too." 

"Father, Drake wanted to speak with you when you got in. He and his new boyfriend are in the media room."

"Boyfriend?" He asked, receiving only a solemn nod.

Bruce made his way toward the media room and found Tim and a boy who looked very similar to the girl he just met sitting close together, pouring over a laptop.

"Tim, I heard you have a boyfriend?" Tim and the boy's heads shot up in unison and a blush crept up their cheeks. Bruce had to admit they made a cute couple. 

"Hi, Bruce. This is Danny," Tim said. Bruce opened his mouth but the boy, Danny, cut him off before he could ask the question. 

"She's Dani-with-an-I, I'm Danny-with-a-Y, it's a family name."

"Alright, it's nice to meet you. Damian said you needed to see me, Tim."

"Yeah," Tim said, "I'm sending you some files on Vlad Masters. It may be something to look into tonight." 

That caught Bruce's attention, looking into something at night' was code for getting Batman involved. "Alright, I'll look into it. Have you seen Dick or Jason?" 

"They're on the roof with Jazz. Jason wanted to grill dinner tonight." Tim said, going back to his laptop. 

Bruce made his way to the roof and found his two oldest boys and a redhead girl who he could only assume was Jazz sitting around an empty fire pit. Jason had his arm around Jazz's shoulder and was laughing at something she had said. He loved the sound of his son's laughter. 

Bruce shut the door and headed to the master bedroom to get a shower. He'd have to look into these Fenton kids, but they seem to make his children happy. As long as Bruce's family is happy, he's happy.

[strwbrrybxn]

just like clockwork ; word count: 2k

☞︎︎︎ pairing: rengoku kyojuro × fem!reader

☞︎︎︎ warnings: mentions of food, sanemi and tengen rat kyo out

☞︎︎︎ genre: fluff, pining, did I mention a sprinkle of angst?

☞︎︎︎ au: coffee shop, barista!kyojuro

characters: rengoku kyojuro, reader, uzui tengen, shinazugawa sanemi, mentions of mitsuri kanroji

a/n: for my fellow flame hashira lover @hashira-mal 🤍 I hope this is everything you dreamed it would be, sweetie

“Iced latte, and a chocolate chip muffin for the lady!” His boisterous voice rang through the nearly empty coffee shop. 

His smile was soft and sweet, as it always was when you walked into his coffee shop. It was almost routine – you walked into the shop the same day, same time, and ordered the same thing. A creature of habit, you were. 

So it was no wonder that he sometimes always had it waiting for you when he saw you pass by the window to the front door. 

The Set Your Coffee Ablaze cafe– despite it’s name – was rarely ever busy, at least not whenever you stepped foot inside. It could have been because it was the middle of the work day, or maybe it was the day of the week, but you were thankful for the quiet. The owner, Kyojuro as his nametag said, rarely ever played music too loud. It was usually always jazz that lulled people to relax in their seats. It was intricately detailed, hues of orange, red and yellow decorated the wall with a fireplace while the rest of the cafe was cream colored, with black furniture. There carpets that stretch across half the floor, stopping just before the cash wrap where all the coffee and foods were handled. He had only a few employees, one girl with pink and green hair and another who – you’re almost positive – painted an intricate design on his left eye every morning. 

You have to admit, you were thankful for your coworker dragging you in here one day because he thought the owner was “so fucking hot.” You weren’t disappointed. He always wore a white button down and black slacks. The apron over it was white with flames on the bottom and the cafe’s logo on the front. How he never got it dirty, you’ll never know. The times you’ve passed by and seen the other man working, his apron was always filled with coffee stains. 

You smiled when you took your coffee, fingers brushing against his as a blush erupts on your cheeks.

“Long day?” You heard him ask. Strange. He never said anything before. He must be lonely. The other workers aren’t here today. They were almost never here on Tuesdays. 

You just nodded as you found a spot nearest the fireplace, far enough where your presence didn’t bother him, but close enough to where, if he spoke again, you could hear him. 

And he did. “Isn’t it too cold for a cold drink?” 

“If I drink hot coffee, it’ll just put me to sleep and I, unfortunately, have too much to do after work today.”

“And are you finished with work?” 

You nodded happily, leaning back in the seat and closing your eyes. It was nice and warm inside the cafe on this fine afternoon. 

“Has it been busy for you?” You asked. You popped open one eye, glancing at Kyojuro as he cleaned one of the tables. 

“Not too bad!” He beamed. “It’s usually busy in the mornings and then I have a relaxing afternoon until about 5:00 when people are leaving work and need coffee to drive home.” 

“Sounds very interesting.” 

“Not as interesting as you with your iced coffees in mid-November.”

“Hey!” You pouted, crossing your arms.

“Do you detest hot chocolate as well?” He grinned smugly. 

“I do not.” You tried so hard not to smile and giggle, but you failed when his own lips tugged into a brighter grin. “I enjoy hot coffee in the mornings and hot chocolate on snowy days.”

“Oh, so only hot coffee in the mornings?”

“Only my hot coffee in the mornings. I don’t trust other people to make my morning coffee.” 

Five minutes, Kyojuro thought as he put the finishing touches on your coffee. He grabbed the styrofoam to-go cup and stepped out of the cafe. Just like clockwork, he looked to the left and saw you strutting your way down the sidewalk, sunglasses on and jacket hugging your frame tightly. He couldn’t see your eyes but the way your steps faltered was evidence enough that you saw him. You looked down at your watch before stopping in front of him. 

“Is it as sweet as your iced coffee?” He asked genuinely. Maybe he could catch you before you head into work one day. You always did pass by the shop on your way in. Maybe he could prove that he could make your coffee even better than you could. Maybe he could see you more.

“Kyojuro. What are you doing outside? You’re gonna catch a cold!” His heart melted. Even if it was just a little bit of worry, it made him feel so warm and fuzzy inside. 

“Ah, it’s okay. I’m just stepping out quickly.”

“Are you running somewhere?”

“No! I made this for you.” You tilted your head to the side, inspecting the cup before pulling your hands from your pockets and taking it from his much larger hand. It was so warm and smelled so nice. “Your morning coffee.” 

You inhaled the scent, sighing contently when the whiffs of caramel and sugar filled your nostrils. You caught the slight shiver in his body and used one of your hands to shove him back inside his cafe. 

“Go, go. I don’t want to be responsible for you getting sick. In.” The loud laugh that broke the silence of his cafe had your stomach doing somersaults. It was so pretty. 

Kyojuro’s plan to see you more often worked – well, a little bit. You were coming in twice a week now, two times a day. You still enjoyed having your coffee in the mornings to yourself, but you indulged yourself in his hot coffee twice a week. Admittedly, it was nice seeing him in the mornings to get your dose of optimism. How he was so boisterous at 8 in the morning, you’ll never know. You were barely awake at 12 in the afternoon. 

For a month you had trudged into his coffee shop on Tuesday and Thursday mornings, still half asleep as he told you about his night. 

“I’m hosting an event tomorrow night, would you be able to come?”

“What’s the event?” You sat against the wall, sipping the hot chocolate he had made for you this afternoon while he put up flyers around his shop.

“An open mic night? My friends suggested I do it for advertisement.” 

“You have friends?”

“Ha ha ha.” The sarcastic laugh came with a roll of his eyes. “You should be a comedian.” Kyojuro sputtered when you beamed up at him, his own cheeks tinting pink and he had to turn away to stop himself from staring. 

“I get off from work at 4, so I’ll come by to help you get ready, yeah?”

“No, you don’t have to–”

“Already decided on it!” You giggled, waving your hand as you were already at the door. “See you tomorrow, Kyo!”

Kyo. I like it. 

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Kyojuro’s friends were – to put it nicely – the complete opposite of him, save for one. 

Tengen – who was one of the workers in the shop, was the closest you could come to saying you could see them being friends for a long time. The angry man, the guy who looked lost, the girl with the pink and green hair – Mitsuri if you remembered correctly reading her name tag – and the man with the mismatched eyes (you forgot most of their names honestly; there were too many people in this place) were mysteries to you. Kyojuro had walked towards the small stage area you both had set up earlier in the day, talking to customers and helping anyone who wanted something from the bakery portion of his shop. 

“Oh so you’re the one Kyojuro talks about nonstop,” the white haired man spoke nonchalantly, coffee in his hand.

“Huh?” You spun around, eyebrows furled together.

“Yeah, he has probably the biggest crush on you and he doesn’t shut up about the customer who comes in twice a week for coffee.” The one with scars rolled his eyes. “It’s about fucking time, honestly.” 

You looked at Kyojuro from across the room, the bubbly aura radiating off of him. It wasn’t too crowded in the shop, but with your newly acquired information, you felt suffocated. Kyojuro feeling the same way as you was something you never expected. He was perfect – sweet, charming, muscular, a whole catch. A catch you never expected to jump into your lap. 

You heard him say your name, closer to you now. 

“Is everything okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” His hand rested on your shoulder and you shuddered slightly. 

“Y-yeah, I’m okay.” You could barely hear yourself think, let alone the band as it started playing. 

The rest of the night went by as a blur. You only remembered saying goodbye to his friends and the sudden awareness that you two were alone in his coffee shop. 

“Would you like some hot chocolate?” You both shook off the snow as you stepped back inside from taking the trash out. Part of you wanted to make an excuse that you had to leave, but another part of you wanted to confront Kyojuro. 

He was quick to put his aporn back on, making the hot chocolate and getting some pastries on a plate before setting them onto a table. The yellow and red locks were thrown in every direction from his winter hat and you reached forward to pat them down. His eyebrows scrunched together.

“Oh, sorry. It looked messy.” His face was so close to yours, your hands falling against the apron. Kyojuro prayed you couldn’t feel his heart beating as erratically as he could. 

“It’s okay.” He spoke quietly, afraid his words would come out cracked if he used his normal voice. 

“I don’t think I’ve heard you speak so quietly before.” You smiled, and he let out the breath he was holding in, grinning as well.

“I work in a coffee shop, I have to be loud.” 

“True –” the whistle of the pot heating up the water sounded throughout the closed shop, jolting Kyojuro back. You fanned your cheeks, chewing on your bottom lip as you tried to figure out how to confront him. 

“You know, you’re going to split it open if you do that.” He placed the mugs down, sitting and eating one of the pastries in front of you. 

“It’s a habit I have to unlearn.” You eyed his clean apron, leaning your elbow on the table, chin in your palm. “Kyo?”

“Hm?”

“Do you like me?” He choked on the muffin, leaning over to the side and coughing between his knees. Your hand patted his back, suppressing a laugh at having caught him off guard. 

“Wh–” 

“Drink some water before you speak!” You rummaged through your bag and shoved the bottle into his hands. Shaking his head, he did as he was told before looking at you. 

“What did you ask me?”

“I asked if you liked me.” He knew exactly who could have told you about it. He shouldn’t have left you alone with Tengen.

“I just– yeah. Yes, I like you.”

“Is that why you started making me coffee in the mornings? To see me more?”

“It worked–”

“It did.” 

Your incisor punctured your lip, chewing at the flesh. 

“I don’t mean to make things awkward between us. I just – you’re very pretty and the moment I saw you step foot into my coffee shop, I couldn’t– I mean–” You placed your hand over his, giving it a squeeze. 

“Kyo, do you know why I come here on my day off?”

“Your day off?” You realized what situation you put yourself in. You had been coming in on your day off at the same time as your usual shift time. 

“I mean–” He grinned, interlocking your fingers together. “I may like seeing you on my day off and mayhaps want to see you more than twice a week.” 

“That can be arranged.”

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Orion Called Cepheus 1/2

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Danny stared at the yellowed wallpaper of the motel room where he and Jazz were staying. Water dripped from the ceiling into a bucket between his and Jazz’s bed. The dripping sound was driving him insane. Danny tried to ignore the thunderstorm that was raging outside their room. The winds buffeted the windows, making them rattle. Danny shook a little every time lightning struck.

He couldn’t ignore his sister’s silent tears.

Danny didn’t know if it was his new, younger body or the guilt of making his sister give up her life, but he felt misery overwhelm him. Spectra would have the time of her afterlife feeding off him. He held back his tears until he heard Jazz’s breath even out in sleep.

He sat up, his legs swinging, unable to reach the floor.

Danny had fucked up.

His parents—no—the Fentons, had invented a new weapon so that ghosts would revert to their ‘true’ selves, and they wouldn’t be able to trick anyone.

It had unintended consequences.

Danny had thought he would lose the stylized ‘DP’ on his suit if he were to be hit. That hadn’t happened.

Danny had gotten in front of the beam when Maddie had shot at Cujo. The next thing he knew, he was eight years old with a sword sticking out of his chest. Ectoplasm slowly wept from the wound. He was wearing his League of Assassin’s garb, but they were all black instead of white. Green tears fell from his eyes. Then, Danny transformed back to his human form.

He had still been eight.

His parents had shot at him, demanding to know where their baby boy was. They blamed Phantom, saying he had killed Danny. The Fentons wouldn’t listen to Danny. He had tried to explain he was still Danny, just with a bit more extra.

They ignored him.

Danny rubbed his left shoulder where one of Maddie’s shots had hit him.

Jazz had thankfully been close. He had sent her a distress signal, and she picked him up. They both ran.

Tucker and Sam had been able to keep them updated with the Fenton phones they had rigged. The GIW was involved. The Fentons were screaming at anyone who would listen to them that Phantom had killed Danny, possessed him, and tricked Jazz into helping him. Most of Amity Park ignored them.

The GIW was another story.

Danny sighed.

The four of them devised a plan a while ago in case the Fentons ever learned about Danny, and things went south. Jazz had an emergency bag in her car with over ten grand in cash, courtesy of Sam. Tucker had come up with fake IDs and only had to press a button on his PDA so that they would be active.

One thing put a wrench in their plans: Danny was now eight.

At least he still had his powers but couldn’t use the ID Tucker had made for him. Jazz now had to prove that she was the legal guardian of a child, and Danny couldn’t do much in his younger form.

Worse still, he was ruining Jazz’s life. She should be getting ready to go to university to study psychology, or be a brain surgeon, or both, as she always said she would be. Instead, she was taking care of a deaged younger brother that wasn’t even biologically hers.

Danny couldn’t ruin Jazz’s life that way.

Danny could theoretically go into the Infinite Realms and live there. The problem was that he was still half-human, and his current younger body probably needed human food and other necessities more than his older self. So that was out.

He bit his bottom lip.

There was still one thing he could do: call Damian.

Damian.

Danny shuddered as he remembered the sword sticking out of his chest. It had been a duel to the death, but Danny never imagined Damian would actually do it. He still remembered the feeling of cold steel going through his heart. Then, the numbness and cold from blood loss. Danny knew if his mother hadn’t been fast enough to put him in a Lazarus Pit, he wouldn’t have made it.

As it was, he had died for a few minutes, according to her.

Danny wrapped his arms around himself. He didn’t want to call Damian.

Why should the Al Ghul failure call the heir to the Bat and the Demon’s head? Danny had been following the news in Gotham.

There was a new Robin. Danny would recognize Damian anywhere. Damian was a hero now, a member of the Teen Titans, while Danny couldn’t even protect one town. He couldn’t protect his sister or himself.

How would he even bring it up to his older twin brother?

Hey, Dami, sorry I haven’t talked to you in eight years; surprise, I’m—kinda—alive. By the way, I’m on the run from my adopted parents and a government organization bent on ending my half-life. Also, I’m half-ghost! Think I can stay with you and father while I’m deaged and can fix all this?

“Yeah, that would go great,” Danny whispered sarcastically.

Danny went back to staring at the wallpaper. Strips were falling off.

What should he do?

He turned when he heard his sister’s whimpers. Dried tear tracks decorated her cheeks. At the sight of them, Danny’s resolve hardened.

He didn’t care what Damian did to him. Jazz deserved to live her life.

Danny took a deep breath and did what he swore he would never do: he called his twin brother.

____

Damian and his father were taking off their suit in the Batcave when they heard Timothy’s shout of surprise. Both of them ran out to see what had Timothy so alarmed.

“Red Robin, report,” father barked out.

“Someone’s hacked the Batcomputer. I can’t kick them out. Oracle, are you seeing this?

“Yes,” came Gordon’s monotone voice, “whoever it is, they’re repeatedly sending the same message in code. I’m deciphering it right now.”

“Who could have hacked the computer,” Damian said, angry. Whoever it was going to find themselves on the sharp end of his sword—Damian’s thoughts went blank as the message was deciphered.

Cepheus, Orion needs help.

Damian’s breath got caught in his throat. It couldn’t be. His brother, Danyal, Orion, was dead. Only he, Damian, Cepheus, was still alive.

Damian walked up to the computer and pushed Timothy away. He ignored the older boy’s shout of indignation.

Cepheus, Orion needs help.

They had come up with that phrase in case Danyal had ever needed help. His brother had been a better shot, a better hunter, so they chose that constellation for him. Damian was the heir, the king—Cepheus.

With shaking fingers, Damian answered with a phrase of his own.

Speak, Hunter; the King listens.

Damian would bring his brother home if it were the last thing he did.

Danny woke up to the sound of knocking. Jazz opened her eyes and looked around, confused, before taking out the Fenton peeler and Anti-creep stick from under the bed.

“Wait, Jazz. I know who it is.”

“Danny, what? Who?”

Danny ignored his sister and opened the door despite her warning shout.

Danny was face-to-face with his twin brother for the first time in eight years.

“Orion, I’m here to take you home.”

The one thing I swore I’d never do… call my brother.

Danny got hit with a new weapon the Fentons had made, one that “reveals a ghosts true form, so they can’t trick us!” But instead of reverting to Danny Fenton, the teen, he’s reverted back to when he first died and was revived. AKA, after he lost a duel with his twin brother, as an 8 year old. (Or close to) So now Danny is on the run from his parents and the GiW with Jazz. He doesn’t want to ruin Jazz’s life, so he does the one thing he swore he’d never do…

Call his twin brother and ask for help. Who happens to be Robin. As an 8 year old. Instead of 16. Yeah, this’ll go great.

[youryanderedaddy]

I had a dream just now that might make a good story. So, I had a virus on my laptop which allowed a hacker to see everything I did on my computer and use my webcam. The hacker ends up falling in love with me after stalking me for a few months and pays for someone on the dark web to kidnap me. It works, and then I wake up tied up in the hacker's arm as he caresses and kisses me. That's pretty much it, good night! 🌙

Yo this is my kink 😳

Also I couldn't not write this for Saeran, ok.

Title: Stranger danger

Tw: nsfw - ish, female reader, masturbation, cyber stalking, hacking, mentions of dark web, very irresponsible online behavior, obsessive behavior, implied kidnapping

You knew that this was a stupid idea. Lurking on the dark web with almost no protection other than the Tor browser and some free anti-virus program wasn't your best decision, but fuck it if it wasn't entertaining. You had always been drawn to the darker, scarier part of the human mind and this side of the internet proved quite interesting. Your friends always warned you about the dangers that came with looking up shady online searches and sites but everything had been quite peaceful so far. There weren't hackers or murderers on the dark web, the worst you had seen were people selling drugs and weapons for unreasonable prices, along with some questionable fetish porn and the typical popping ads.

Your favorite thing to do while online was chatting. Two weeks ago you had stumbled upon an unusual forum called "Scream buddies" where upon entering you were automatically connected to another random profile. The whole theme of the forum was discussing horror and mondo movies, shockumentaries and overall creepy stuff, your forte. The person you met on there shared a similar fascination with all things dark and gory which soon made talking to them the only thing you were looking forward upon opening the site.

You didn't know much about the guy behind the profile yet, except that he was a young man. His icon showed an eye so green it emited with the neon pigment and his username was just as mysterious - BlueRose7. You enjoyed chatting with him about your hobby but the thing you liked the most was undressing him little by little, metaphorically so, by getting pieces of information about his life. It started small - his favorite food, favorite book, favorite game, but the moment you tried digging deeper and asked whether he had siblings or not, the man simply disappeared for the next few days. You quickly realized just what type of topics you needed to avoid to keep your new friend from leaving. Family, childhood memories and work matters were out of the picture.

The stranger wasn't fair, not really. He didn't show you vulnerability and kept his secrecy while demanding to know everything there was to know about you. For the longest time you didn't want to answer just to stay on a equal footing, just to show him how frustrating it was, but there was something about the man that drew you in. He was magnetic, clever and witty, if a bit pessimistic and dark at times. You couldn't help telling him everything he wanted to hear - what your job was, whether you were single or not, all that jazz. In your defense, BlueRose7 actually listened to your stories, took your problems seriously and provided solutions, which despite being too extreme and overprotective at times (upon hearing that your bestfriend talked behind your back he offered to "take care" of her), were comforting. It was nice to have someone caring around even if you met him on a sketchy website.

Meanwhile your personal life wasn't going too great. You had to balance between attending college, working long shifts as a waitress and meeting your friends from time to time which was draining. On top of all there was a weird virus on your computer which resulted in the camera turning on and off and the most random times of the day - while you were studying, watching TV, or in some cases, fully naked and ready to take a bath. You didn't think much of it though, with all the illegal movies and games you downloaded along with the dark web lurking it was more than expected for your laptop to behave weirdly. You didn't even mention it to your friend from the IT major because you knew that he'd force you to delete Tor and put an end to your internet adventures.

One time you were particularly bored after several long lectures and you were laying in bed, the camera turned on once again. It was a hot afternoon and you were wearing boyshorts and a loose T- shirt with nothing underneath it, you were home alone so there was no need. The bright red spot was twinking like a recorder, the light reflecting in your eyes, when a silly little idea came to your mind. You slid your hand under your blouse and lifted the fabric up, exposing your breasts to the laptop, your nipples hardening due to the sudden coldness, becoming pink and stiff in seconds. You played with for a few minutes, pinching and pulling the buds gently, moaning softly into the pleasant sensation. Soon you could feel yourself getting wet, and slowly, teasingly, removed your shorts and panties. You smiled at the camera, biting your lip provocatively, imagining you were a camgirl performing for her desperate little fanboys and fangirls. The thought alone was enough to make you spread your legs wide and slip two fingers into your throbbing cunt, using the wetness to push deeper. You used your other hand to stroke your clit and whimpered wantonly, your face red, your neck sweaty and your heart pumping fast from the adrenaline. You were quickly reaching your orgasm and your mind wondered to the boy you were talking to in the forum. You wondered how he looked like, how his body was built, whether he was a sweet sensual lover or a rough mean one. Fucked up as it was, you pictured the man as one of your most loyal viewers, watching all of your streams with a fist around his thick vock and an excited grin on his face. He would comment things like "you look so beautiful like this" or perhaps even "pretty little slut" after tipping you enough to last you a week. Soon all the mental stimulation sent you over the edge and you came with a loud cry full of pleasure. Well, this felt good.

After your "performance" was over the camera was magically turned off, which may have caused some concerns if you weren't too busy feeling embarrassed and dirty about the unhinged fantasy you had just had, and with a person you knew nothing about. You managed to calm down though - it wasn't nothing more than a fun pastime, a naughty thought that would never become the reality. You would never actually meet BlueRose7, right? There was nothing to worry about, so you just went on with your day.

You had some dinner afterwards and decided to have an early night as you already felt full and tired. You put on your favoruite pajamas and laid in bed, staring at the ceiling until you fell into deep dreamless sleep.

You woke up due to a weird noise. You could hear someone's heavy breathing right next to your ear, someone's grabby hands were wrapped tightly against your body, trapping you between the wall and their hard chest. You had only a few seconds to scream before the intruder's palm covered your mouth.

"Shhh." The man whispered softly and stroked your hair like you were a doll he was playing with. "Don't scream or I'll be forced to hurt you, flower. I have a gun." His voice sounded deep and rough but this didn't stop you from thrashing and turning on your side until you came face to face with the man. It was dark in the room and you couldn't exactly see all his features but his enchanting green eyes would forever be burned into your memory - they seemed dashing, hypnotizing. You couldn't utter a word.

"It's me, the person you've been talking to all these months. I came to take you home" He spoke out suddenly, the line of his mouth twisting into a smile or a smirk, you couldn't quite tell. You shook your head no, tears threatening to spill all over your cheeks from the fear. It couldn't be him, the man would never do that to you. Or would he? With what little information you knew, you couldn't really tell. His hold finally loosen, seeing you quiet like that.

"Let me go, please." You begged, pushing at his shoulders weakly since you were still sleepy, groggy and tired. "I don't know you." You said, hoping this would remind the stranger you weren't friends, lovers or anything that gave him the right to be so close to you, to touch you so intimately. Unfortunately, this only seemed to amuse him and he chucked darkly as he pulled your hair away to place a small chaste kiss on your neck.

"But I know you, flower." Your supposed online friend replied shortly after, his eyes full of malice. "And your little show today makes me think you want to know me too." He added in a low tone, licking his lips before smashing them on yours, forcing his tongue deep into your mouth just to hear your whines and protests. Then it hit you. The camera, the virus, the questions. He had watched you, he knew where you worked, where you lived and studied, everything. You had told him after all.

The hacker thought you looked so adorable right now, figuring things out, helpless, confused, regretful and most of all, weak. You were so weak and careless, and he loved you for it. It reminded him of himself before life screwed him over.

You wouldn't be in this position, underneath him, if you had just told someone about your laptop virus and the bad guy you had encountered online. But Saeran couldn't say he wasn't glad your self-preservation instincts were so very broken and dysfunctional. He wouldn't meet you otherwise. "I need you, princess. That's why I'll take you to Paradise." These were the final words you heard before you felt lightheaded and sleepy again, your last memory a pair of green mint eyes.

You really shouldn't have trusted strangers on the internet.