#also bc i couldnt get “ghost king said yeet” re: trigon out of my fucking head

[bloggerspam]

Well. Since you guys have so thoughtfully given me plot and lots of things to think about....(blame the HH server for the unexpected lore and ships in this one)

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"Oh! Yes. This is sensible." Starfire nods, as if that statement wasn't entirely baffling.

Dick wonders, not for the first time, if this new person of interest actually is alien in nature despite his earlier comment. 

"Our new friend is clearly still tired. He should be conserving energy, not expending it to force the food to submit. We shall ensure this meal is already subdued for him, yes?" Starfire floats up, heading over to Cyborg to look over the monitor on his arm as he orders pizza.

Dick shakes his head, fond as he watches his girlfriend pick out toppings, before facing their guest.

He still looks hesitant and flighty, though the only evidence showing is his eyes darting around towards the exits and his hands twitch whenever his gaze lands on Raven.

He's running from something, that much is clear. Is someone hunting him for his powers? Focus, Dick. He clears his throat.

"So....we never actually got your name." Dick softens his voice,

Their guest jolts, tilting his head as if thinking. "I...I guess I didn't." His voice is light, airy, but he does not reveal his name. Interesting.

That means he has an identity to be careful of. Definitely not an alien, then. A meta. He glances at Beastboy, and as silly as the green boy is, he understands the gravity of meta-trafficking. BB nods, entirely unsubtle. Dick rolls his eyes inwardly.

Thankfully their guest is avoiding looking directly at Raven, and as a result also not looking at the meta standing in front of her.

"Let's start easy," Dick says, changing the subject when the silence has dragged on. None of them mention that names are usually the easiest part. "Where are you from?"

Their guest shifts, clearly thinking of how to answer. “....I'm from the midwest. Accent not enough of a clue?" Their guest smiles nervously, still a little uneasy. 

"I mean, Rob over here probably knew. He knows everything." Beastboy cuts in, jabbing a thumb at Dick and rolling his eyes to show how impressed is by it, which is to say: none.

Dick scoffs. BB can pretend all he likes, Dick knows BB is impressed.

Their guest looks over at Dick, eyebrows raised, and he resists the urge to fidget as he's eyed thoughtfully. He's being measured, and Dick refuses to blush or be cowed. He thinks about their guest punching a Robot 5 times his size through a wall, about the flying, about him in the middle of a panic attack and still being able to disarm their security systems in fifteen seconds flat.

"Everything, huh?" Dick could swear his eyes flashed green, and he tried not to shiver. Instead of....all of that, Dick crosses his arms and raises a brow, smiling a bit sardonically. 

"Clearly not, hence the questions." He jokes, and is rewarded with a soft smile. Their guest relaxes at the gentle banter, leaning back into the sofa. The blanket wrapped around him slips, revealing his long line of his surprisingly muscled torso. 

Dick blinks. Where did that come from? He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts. 

“Okay, well. How are your injuries? We didn’t want to aggravate anything while you were asleep.” We weren’t sure if you would freak out from waking up in the medbay again is what he doesn’t say. 

Their guest blinks, closes his eyes, tilting his head back and forth as if taking stock. After a moment, those icy blue eyes open with another nervous smile. “I think I’ll be okay. The robots didn’t really hurt me, I was just…” He trails off, turning away and looking down. Dick can see a blush rising to his ears, and it spreads to his cheeks. The blush highlights a plethora of freckles Dick didn’t notice before. 

“You were just..?” Dick prompts, rapidly thinking of possible scenarios of a runaway meta. Each one was worse than the previous. 

“....I was just hungry. And sleep deprived.” Their guest finally mumbles, hunching down and re-wrapping himself in the blanket. 

There’s a beat of silence, before they all laugh at that. Much to the chagrin of their guest. 

“Well, it’s a great thing pizza’s on the way then.” Cyborg beams a rakish smile.

“And that you got a nap in.” Raven smirks, floating closer to the chair next to the sofa. BB follows, sitting on couch next to their guest.

Starfire is clapping gleefully, cheering about the pizzas and nap along with Beastboy. He feels a pang of guilt seeing her pretty smile and bright eyes. His girlfriend, the perfect girl, is right there and here he is, noticing some random guy. He’s not even gay! 

Well. He doesn’t think he’s gay at least. His girlfriend floats over to his side with a giggle and he feels his heart do a little stutter. Yeah, definitely not gay, he sighs dreamily in his mind. 

“So, like, seriously though, new guy. What’s your name? I can’t just keep calling you ‘dude,’ Raven says it’s rude.” Raven huffs but doesn’t deny it. Their guest seems to ponder that, untangling himself and, strangely enough, inspecting his own clothes and hands. 

He sighs, before looking at BB resignedly. “Weird question before that, what color is my hair and my eyes?” BB tilts his head like a puppy, but goes along with it anyway. 

“Uh, it’s black and blue buddy.” Their guest puts his face in his hands, groaning. Dick can hear him muttering you’ve done it now., dumbass which confuses them all. 

“It’s Danny. You can call me Danny.” Starfire squeals, does that cute little fist shaking thing she does when she’s excited.

“It is very nice to meet you, Friend Danny! And your fighting was most courageous.” Danny blushes then, looking wide-eyed at Starfire, that same admiration from earlier coloring his expressions. Dick leans back, smirking, because yeah—his girlfriend is awesome. 

“Thanks.” He coughs, clearly embarrassed, before blinking. “...Friend?” 

“Yes, friend! You are sure now, yes? I think you are the Cool, you think I am the Cool, and we will not keep you prisoner here! That was the only hesitation, correct?” Star asks, hopefully. Dick’s heart melts, and looking at Danny’s face,  he’s guessing his does too.

“...Right. Friends.” Danny fiddles with the blanket again, suddenly looking a little wistful, maybe even sad. 

“You are sad. Is it not a good thing? To be friends?” She asks, clearly noticing Danny’s melancholy. His head shoots up, panicked. 

“No, no! It’s great! It’s awesome, I’ve always wanted to be your friend since–well, since I first saw the Titans on TV.” Danny scratches the back of his head, shy. “It’s just…well. I just miss my friends, is all.” His voice slowly loses volume, but they all hear it anyway. 

Before any of them can break the sudden awkward silence, the doorbell chimes and BB perks up into dog form before shooting off to no doubt grab the pizzas. 

Cyborg coughs then, drawing attention back to him. “So. Was it just Starfire that you wanted to be friends with?” Cy smirks, crossing his arms and waggling his eyebrows playfully.

Danny turns that fetching shade of red again, freckles once more making themselves known. He doesn’t answer, eyes darting to each Titan, before looking up to the ceiling with a groan. Everyone laughs at that again. 

“Boys.” Raven scoffs, though she’s smiling and clearly joking. 

“Listen. Listen. It’s not–it’s not what you think okay? I really like space. I’m the same way with Martain Manhunter, and even Superman. Wonder Woman too, but only because I know her—” He stutters a bit, “---her history as a warrior of Themyscira.” Strange. He was clearly about to say something else, but Dick can’t really fathom what. 

Just then, BB comes walking back in with an absurd amount of pizzas stacked in his arms. They all settle, crowded around the coffee table in chairs or sofas or on the floor in BB’s case. 

Danny is somehow squished on the sofa between him and his girlfriend, and Dick is somehow not even angry about it. 

Danny and Starfire are talking about Tamaran, and its culture and foods. Danny is rapt, asking question after question and taking each answer in stride. 

“So you absorb UV radiation? I wonder why your starbolts are green then…” Danny mumbles to himself as he stuffs another slice of pizza into his mouth. 

“What do you mean?” Cyborg cuts in, confused. 

“Well, If her physiology is dependent on UV radiation, it should be purple, or more precisely ultra-violet, hence UV.” Danny answers, absentmindedly as he is clearly deep in thought. 

“Aren’t her beams green because her eyes are green?” BB asks, he looks at his own green skin, wonderingly. That brings Danny up short. 

“...Huh. You know, that’s a good point. I guess that’s why Fruit Loop’s was pink…” He mumbles.

“Fruit Loop?” Raven asks, confusion clear on her usually stoic face. Danny flaps a hand at her, dismissive, but his body is tense as if he hadn’t meant to say that. 

“Don’t worry about it.” Dick would very much like to worry about it, but he’s not sure how to broach the subject without having Danny try and bolt. 

The TV program they’ve had running in the background for ambient noises suddenly starts obnoxiously singing, causing everyone to flinch. Cyborg shuffles the channels, before landing on the local news of yesterday’s incident.

“Oh hey! We’re on TV again!” BB cheers, fist pumping. Just then, a clip of a child fallen down on the ground plays, a robot about to step on them. Danny can be seen, running up out of nowhere and stopping the foot with one hand, he scoops the kid into his free arm, talking softly to the boy, before heaving the foot off. He runs off with the kid, before the scene cuts again to Danny jumping off a roof and punching a robot down into the ground, landing in a neat little crouch. He’s not even breathing hard. Dick shivers, watching text at the bottom scroll from left to right.

“A new super on the scene?” Raven reads, intrigued, and turns to Danny to clearly ask if he’s related. 

Except Danny is frozen, scared. His eyes are dilated, like he’s being hunted. He shoots up, patting himself down, and folding the blanket that was on his lap. 

“I–I gotta go. Sorry I can’t answer anymore questions.” Danny says, turning towards Raven. “Could you uh, let me out? It’s your magic, right? That’s preventing me?” 

Dick is standing, had shot up when Danny did out of vigilance and habit, and is just about to try and reassure Danny before he realizes he’s stuck. 

The pizzas are gone now, and he promised they weren’t gonna keep Danny from leaving. Shit. He looks over at Cyborg, who shrugs helplessly. He looks over at Starfire, but she’s already floating towards Danny, who is walking closer to Raven and holding out a hand to help her up from her chair–even though Raven could just float. 

“Perhaps we can help? You are…you are afraid, yes?” Starfire tries, but Danny ignores her. 

Raven looks at Dick, but he doesn’t…he doesn’t know what to do. They want to help, clearly they all want to help, but if Danny doesn’t want to…He nods at her, defeated. Raven takes a deep breath, but takes Danny’s hand anyway.

And then Danny’s eyes flash green at the same time Raven’s glow white. It was just a moment, but the brightness was unmistakable. Both of them gasp, Raven collapsing back and Danny stepping away. 

They stare at each other wide-eyed, but this time their expressions are of shock and bewilderment. 

“You….” Danny says, breathless. “How are you sane with that thing inside you?”

Raven tenses, but her stare doesn’t stray, “Who are you? He…he went quiet.” Her voice cracks, and black light flickers and snaps around her as she struggles to keep her powers at bay. 

Danny lunges forward, causing BB to defensively crouch up, but all Danny does is hold her hand again. The lights stop flickering, and she breathes a little calmer. 

There’s a long moment, where Danny searches her eyes. He dons a determined look, the same look he had when he saved that kid out on the street, fear long forgotten. 

“You’re one of mine. And I protect what’s mine.” He says solemnly, nonsensically. It should sound possessive, creepy even. But the weight of his words…Raven nods slowly, before catching herself. 

“I’m bound to him, by blood.” Raven shakes, “I’m…He’s…”

Danny looks furious now. “But you want him out. You want him gone. Your family, your real family, it’s them, isn’t it?” Danny sweeps an arm at the rest of the Titans, who have frozen in confusion. Raven slumps, eyes clenching tight. She shakily nods. 

Danny, permission granted, eyes her–darting from all over her body, before settling on the marking on her forehead. He looks at his free hand, flexing it and taking a deep breath. He places his palm over the mark, and Raven’s expression smooths out, almost trance-like, and both their eyes glow again. 

There’s another long moment, where they stay like that and the Titans—the Titan’s just watch. 

Danny growls, suddenly, voice almost inhuman and staticky. That anger is still there, but he smirks. 

“Shut the fuck up, old man. She’s mine before yours.” The last part is hissed, before the lights flare out, and they’re both breathing deeply. Danny even collapses on one of his knees. 

Raven is—Raven is crying. 

“Raven!” They all yell, suddenly snapped out of their own trance, and all frantically trying to figure out if Raven is okay. 

“He’s….he’s gone.” Raven whispers, can barely be heard. She looks up at Beastboy, forefront of the group with his hands on her shoulders in pure frantic worry. She smiles shakily at him, reaching for him into a hug. 

Beastboy holds her, softly asking, “Who?”

“Trigon.” 

Everyone is speechless at that. Trigon? Gone? Just like that?

Suddenly Raven jolts up, looking around before her gaze lands on Danny. 

He’s still on his knee, but he’s farther away than he was before. He’s clutching at his head with one hand, and using his other hand to keep himself up right by bracing it on the floor. 

He’s also heaving. He looks up when he feels everyone’s gaze on him.

“I….I might need another….nap….” He grits out, before his eyes roll into the back of his head and he passes out.

After being on the run for a long time, Danny somehow stumbles his way into the middle of a fight. This leads to him joining the Teen Titans (much to his confusion).

[ajhasmademistakes]

#i exclusively blame deathly for this one#for no reason but because i can#intended to be a “dick has two hands” kind of situation#because dick wouldnt stop fucking NOTICING danny#this was supposed to be a danny is a starfire fanboy drabble#how did this become a polyship danny/star/dick fic#with a side of raven being a part of king phantoms court#platonically#the raven part is platonic because you can rip my bb/raven OTP out of my cold dead hands#also bc i couldnt get “ghost king said yeet” re: trigon out of my fucking head

After being on the run for a long time, Danny somehow stumbles his way into the middle of a fight. This leads to him joining the Teen Titans (much to his confusion).