#bernard x danny

[demonic0angel]

The moment Tim and Bernard get on the same page about Danny, they’re pursuing him like crazy (click for clarity)

Square: Canon Queer Couples (Bingo complete! :))

[cubeofanhilation]

if Wes met Bernard

Bernard: I feel like I recognize YOU-

Wes: NO YOU DON'T! IM NOT PHANTOM! I LOOK NOTHING LIKE HIM! SERIOUSLY HE'S EVEN GROWN HIS HAIR OUT! HOW DO I KEEP GETTING MISTAKEN FOR MY BOYFRIEND LIKE THIS!?

Bernard: no, aren't you the guy who posted that 4 hour video explains how 20% Congress were lizard people, and it turned out you had used stolen government files?

Wes: ...

Bernard: ...

Wes: do you work for the government?

Bernard: hell no! They work for the shadow government.

Wes: ah finally someone who understands

[hello-eden]

dcxdp #34

I have seen every family member be Danny reincarnated but I offer this Danny is Bernard.  This can go two ways: Danny has had his memories for years or he gets his memories due to a plot against him.

I personally like Danny having his Memories the entire time. Danny going into the cult that had him reunite with Tim as a way to shut it down. Danny sees the signs of teen vigilantism straight away which makes him a lot more understanding in the relationship when it comes to Secrets and excuses. It would be funny if Danny just never mentions that he's a reincarnated superhero ghost not because he doesn't want to tell Tim but just because it gets to a point where they've been together so long he forgot he didn't tell Tim.

[astermagnolia]

stalkers and cryptids if they were youtubers:

Bernard: cooking and baking videos, reacts to food videos. Talks about theories mainly about cults or heroes (his most popular theory video is that batman/bruce/superman/Clark are in a polycule relationship (Tim randomly plays the video whenever Bruce starts to annoy him))

Wes: theorys of all kinds (similar to buzzfeed unsolved supernatural, Gametheory, superhorrorbro, etc (his most popular theory is that batman is actually a bat demon cyptid and Mothman is his mortal enemy. Bernard and Tim dared him to make a theory on it)), reacts to basketball plays talks about them.

Tim: true crime youtuber, talks about technology and how to hack, stuff about photography (Wes sometimes joins him on those videos)

Danny: space. So much space. Also talks about death and spirit culture from all kinds of cultures (people are confused about how he knows all this so intimately and how accurate he is), does some gaming videos, and reacts to shitty ghost videos.

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

Breaking news! Vicky Vale leaks footage of Brucie Wayne following the new teenage rogue 'Phantom' around the city saying "Please let me adopt you 😭"

Phantom refuses and saying he's a supervillian not a lost puppy.

Turns out this was a part of Bruces plan however as Phantom now sees people all over tv talking about him and the Waynes and already considering him a new member of the family. They're even asking when there will be a face reveal. There was a reason he was wearing a mask! He. Is.. A. Villian. What about that do these people not get?!

Sure he doesn't kill people. Or hurt people at all really. Or steal from small family owned businesses. Or...yeah ok. Just because you're a bad guy doesn't mean you have to be a bad guy, ya know? Apparently Gotham doesn't.

Cause they insist hes just a very confused hero

[tiny-space-platypus]

Never really fit back in

Part 3 Stalking

Previous

Danny's smile fell as he watched is brother's face twist in horror, watched his brother be escorted away, watched his father not recognize his own. He hadn't expected a warm greeting but had at least hoped to have a conversation or even on confrontation. Sh he could at least tell his brother he was sorry for leaving him and sorry for being a failed brother. Sorry for making him kill him and sorry for melting away. That conversation didn't happen, the look of hatred he had prepared himself to see didn't happen either. Instead he saw a face on his brother he never wanted to see again.

A look of horror like Damian was watching his body melt away again. Like they were losing each other all over again. Maybe coming here was a bad idea..

Vlad placed a hand on Danny's shoulder and smiled at him. He just nodded at Danny and walked out of the gala with him. There was no reason to stay after that and Danny didn't seem to be capable of continuing the night after that. However before they could leave they had caught the attention of Bruce's oldest. Richard Grayson-Wayne, a flamboyant and talented man who assisted his father with a few charities as well as had his own life as a police officer in Bludhaven. As well as a night life as the famed Nightwing. He wasn't stalking his brother's family he just wanted to know his brother was safe. It's not stalking.

Richard introduced himself as Dick with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. If they were fully human neither Danny nor Vlad would have noticed the rage bubbling from Dick as he spoke to them so politely. He was trying to get a feel for them or that's at least what Danny thought. Maybe he should have just went to see his brother in his little hero costume instead of at a gala. Maybe that would have been the better plan. Danny could freak out about this when they got home.

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Dick didn't know what happened in that little interaction but he didn't like it. He had never seen Damian like that before not even when Bruce was presumed dead. Not when he spoke of his grandfather, not when he saw Slade, not even when he was in near death situations. Damian rarely cried and when he did he hid. But this time he was clinging to Bruce like he wouldn't see tomorrow and Dick wanted to know why.

Dick had always been protective of his family, the family that he had pulled together by the skin of his teeth. He would have to investigate, with the help of the others maybe. They'd have to ask Damian what to expect first.

The Masters seemed eager to leave after that interaction with Damian. Which was odd, the gala had only just begun, there were plenty of guests who were still trickling in. Were they just there for that interaction? That made Dick angier as he took a look at Vlad Masters as he'd done plenty of times before. Neither Bruce or him have even really trusted Mr.Masters, even as a Kid he always seemed odd. Then he looked at the kid next to him. The kid who looked exactly like Damian except he had icy blue eyes that kind of reminded him of Bruce just lighter. The kid's eyes almost glowed.

Was that why Damian reacted? Did this creep clone his youngest brother? Was he some sort of Villain they've faced before but not realized? Dick placed a tracker on both of them before letting them leave.

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Damian was out of it for the rest of the night and most of the morning too. Bruce was lonely able to peal away from Damian after he had passed out though that didn't mean he had left his son. He stayed with him almost the entire night as soon as they got back to the manor. His son, the one raised by assassins, raised to show as little fear and weakness as possible had cried into him for an unknown reason after seeing the Masters, of course he wasn't going to leave his side.

The next morning Damian got up at the same time as usual though Bruce was by his side sitting in a chair Alfred had likely brought him. He didn't look to had slept last night. Damian rubbed his face still slightly puffy from last night. He had inadvertently upset his routine meaning he was still in his suit. He would try to get ready for the morning, then after breakfast he would go and research the Masters. Find out more about his brother because that was definitely his brother. He just knew it.

Everything was fine, Damian had taken a shower, gotten dressed, and avoided looking in the mirror. Avoiding looking at a face that stopped feeling like his a long time ago. Everything was fine as he and his father went down stairs for breakfast not saying a word about last night though he can practically feel his father's questions. Everything was fine as they sat for breakfast and talked as they normally did even if he did catch his siblings occasional glances. Everything was fine, he was fine, last night was fine, he just needed to find his brother and call his mother-

"Dams?" Richard spoke softly as Damian sat staring down at his plate of breakfast instead of eating it. Damian jumped every so slightly that a normal person wouldn't have noticed but a bat would have. Damian ost in thought and unaware of his siblings staring. He was distracted, "I'm fine"

Stephanie's face twisted at that as Cassandra just shook her head. Richard spoke again softly, "Dams, we're here for you, we get if you don't want to talk about it right now. We just need to know if we should expect a threat"

Damian bristled and shouted without meaning to. He's been doing so much without meaning to lately. "Danyal, would never harm us! Danyal wouldn't-" do what I did. Damian cut himself off and huffed as his family stared at him. As Richard put it before he had to 'Rip off the band aid', why was breathing becoming so difficult? Why couldn't he look at the others? His mouth went dry as he tried to find the words but couldn't. "Danyal, he's important-"

Alfred's hand was suddenly placed on his shoulder. A grounding hand that made the world spin back into place momentarily. Breakfast ended soon after that.

Damian began his investigation of the Masters household unknowing that his family was doing the same. Damian found that Danny Fenton now Danyal Fenton Master was the godson of Vlad Masters. He had previously lived with Madeline and Jack Fenton. He moved to the Masters residence after Jasmine Fenton left for college. He seemed to have lived a normal life up until living with Masters. Though finding anything from the town of Amity Park was almost impossible. Every time he did something would corrupt or whatever he was looking at would disappear as soon as he found it.

Vlad Masters was a little easier, Former Mayor of Amity Park, a business man that always seemed far from trustworthy. Stephanie once told him about how she had theories about him being a vampire. His company VladCo held the patents to quite a few little devices, trackers, weapons, components of cars, and a few smaller medical devices. This led to his Fortune still not nearly as much as the Wayne family but he was still a multimillionaire. Unfortunately, he couldn't drop everything in the middle of the school year or while his family was so worried about him. He'd need to tell them soon. Damian just- a part of him didn't want to. A part of him wanted to find his brother on his own to make sure it was really his brother. That's why he hasn't called his mother yet. Mother would immediately go see him, see if his claims were true. For some reason that scared him.

Damian wasn't as good at hacking as Drake or Gordon but he was bad at it either. It may have taken longer but he did manage to hack into the Master's security system and proceeded to watch them. Danyal seemed happy, always tinkering, laughing, and smiling. He was still obsessed with stars from how his room was decorated with littered with posters of stars, space ship models, and most concerningly a model of the Watch Tower. It shouldn't have been possible to make a model of the space base but there it was tucked away on a shelf alongside other models and a sci-looking gun.

It was unfortunate that the cameras didn't have audio but Damian made do with just watching. His brother seemed so normal until the cameras would glitch out and suddenly he couldn't see his brother anymore though he'd know he was there because that would be the only camera that's scrambled. It was odd. Damian was almost positive that was his brother, Danyal Al Ghul. That was the brother he killed so long ago. He'd continue to watch.

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Tim was loosing his fucking mind and honestly so was the rest of the family because WHAT THE FUCK. Damian, the little Demon shit was upset by the Masters enough to apparently sob into Bruce. SOB. The Masters may not be a threat to them but they were definitely a threat to the Masters. No one makes their youngest cry and gets away with it.

Tim was given as much caffeine as he wanted for this 'special occasion' which left him cackling and working as he grinned like the cheshire cat. It was time to dig up some dirt. Maybe he should drag Bernard into this, he did love doing this kind of thing too. Maybe it could be a date.

Next

[seamistgale]

Bernard was being haunted.

His sus-o-meter isn't up to 100%, but if he's being real, it never is. The downside of being into conspiracy theories was that you were only partially sure which one was more skewed than the other. One day he could be convinced Batman is more cryptid than man, and then he'd stumble on some fascinating witness accounts that make him rethink the Vampire hypothesis.

This time, however, he's fairly sure this sort of freaky shit only happens to people in those cookie-cutter horror movies.

… Except this particular ghost might be of midwestern decent, or something, because they sucked at properly haunting.

Example number one:

It was rare that Bernard had dishes piled up. He lived alone, and occasionally Tim would come to his apartment; with a couple of games, some takeout boxes, and a movie later, there would be way more things to clean up than a whole weekend on his own.

The last time Tim came over, Bernard didn't bother cleaning up for the night, and then the trash just…. Disappeared.

Not like 'a burglar broke in for some weird fetish reason, and my trash is now gone' gone, but more 'the trash is in bags, the dishes are clean, and I swear the air smells fresher' gone.

That was strike one.

He brushed it off because Tim had been there. It was unlikely he just went on a stress cleaning spree at Bernard's place but… Well, Bernard's caught him doing way weirder shit. It's fine.

(it's not fine. You just didn't move things around on someone else's turf.

"…Clean up?" Tim echoed back from the phone, sounding as confused as Bernard felt the following morning. "I-- no, of course not!" and then hurriedly continued to reassure Bernard he'd never do that. Because Tim was nice like that, even after Bernard low-key accused him of giving him the Gotham equivalent of pissing in someone else's yard.

So, that was strike one in the back of his hindbrain that something was up.)

Strike two and three came together.

See, in Gotham's economy, sometimes your employer doesn't have your paycheck the week it should be. Who cares if you need to pay rent through or your landlord will double your rent? Neither your boss nor the landlord in question, obviously. So what he usually did was have a nest egg the size of his rent just in case.

But this month Bernard had splurged a little too much, so he was short. It was nothing big, he was just five bucks short.

The issue was, that his landlord was paranoid and was already breathing down his neck for not paying the next month's rent the day before the new month started. Like clockwork, his landlord put a warning under his door, ready to evict him the same day the month started if Bernard didn't have the rent in cash the next morning.

He knew the eviction notice was at the door, but chose to ignore it because it didn't matter, he'd get those five one way or another by the end of the day.

By the time he came back, two things were out of place. The first was the eviction notice on his table. Again, no one moved someone else's shit around.

Strike three happened while counting his nest egg, and would you look at that! He had more money than he'd counted. Nothing ridiculous, just… He had those five bucks now.

All these little things were easy to miss, or misremember, but Bernard was not most people. But the catch here was… All these things were good things. Sort of.

So not only was this happening when he wasn't around, but they were happening to his… Advantage? He'd even call it good fortune if one was willing to ignore the lack of privacy… And maybe he would have, if this wasn't Gotham. Privacy was a mix between a luxury and a currency. Sometimes a kindness.

In some ways maybe it would have been an effective scare tactic, to mess someone's shit up, but this was not the way he'd personally go about it if he wanted someone to leave the building.

So here Bernard was, staring again at the dishes he had placed as bait, because he wasn't an idiot and tempting a ghost into anything remotely violent was stupid. The dishes were cleaned.

He squinted at the ceiling, then at the rest of his apartment, trying to gauge whether trying to make first contact was going to get him more haunted, killed, or turn him into a Saturday morning cartoon.

Finally, he picked up a cup. Not a glass cup, because why would he give the ghost any ammunition, but a couple of fairly clear plastic cups, a marker, two sticky notes, and filled both cups with tap water decently enough so a mild tremble would be noticeable.

The first sticky note said "Yes", and the second, predictably, said "No."

"So." Bernard sat in front of the cups, feeling halfway like a dumbass for doing this in the first place, and halfway like he's about to do the worst decision of his life because it might just work. "You from out of town, or are you just really shitty at this?"

[glow-worms-are-believers]

A rose by any other name (dp x dc)

Bernard Dowd was freaking out. In large part because he had just discovered his name might not in fact be Bernard Dowd. Or at least, it hadn’t always been? This whole thing was very confusing, not too mention highly distressing.

It started like any day, really. He didn’t know how it had gone so wrong.

Oh and what was he going to do about Tim?

Tim, his boyfriend, who very much was Robin even if Bernard had been pretending he didn’t know about that.  Though really, there were only so many times you could walk in your boyfriends appartement to find a domino mask hanging to dry before you put two and two together.

Oh my god, what was he going to tell him? He wasn’t Bernard anymore, was he? Or at least, not just Bernard. Not when half his mind was insisting his name was Danny and he had two sisters and no brothers and he had died and then lived long enough to die again and again and-

Without quite realizing it he had dialled Tim’s number. As the tone sounded, he came back to himself but by then, Tim had already answered.

“Bernard?” His boyfriend voice was hoarse like he’d just woke up and in the back of his mind, somewhere that wasn’t going in full panic mode, there was a bit of guilt over disrupting his boyfriends already terrible sleep schedule.

Bernard opened his mouth, ready to just explain everything to his boyfriend and then he took a quick breath and-

“Would you still love me if I wasn’t blond?” Bernard blurted out.

“What?” Tim mumbled. Then there was a slide of fabric as Bernard cursed himself in every language he knew how to curse. “Is this like the worm thing?”

“Uh,” Bernard faltered. “Um, sure?”

Tim sighed. “Yes, Bern, I would still love you if you weren’t blond.” He yawned, and then there was a bit of silence. “Was there anything else?” Tim’s voice finally said.

“No,” Bernard answered, wishing he could punch himself. “Nope, that- that was it.”

“Great,” his boyfriend mumbled. “I’m going back to bed." Then, "love you.”

“I love you too,” Bernard answered and the line cut.

Bernard slid down the wall until he was rolling himself into a ball, his hands in his hair as his internal screaming reached decibels never recorded before. What the fuck.

[bluerosefox]

Ghost Marriage Allows More Than One!

Tim wakes up in a hotel room in Vegas snuggled against a chest but he wasn't surprised.

He had been in the Sin City for a WE meeting and had brought Bernard along the trip since Tim's birthday was just shy a few days into it and well he wanted to spend time with his boyfriend since most of his family were off world (Dick, Jason, and Bruce all had important missions and they all apologized for missing out and Tim couldn't blame them he understood and he himself couldn't get out of the Vegas meetings no matter what he tried to do.) Or couldn't come to join him (Damian had school as did Duke and Alfred was taking care of them while the others were gone. Steph and Cass were out of country working with some important things with Babs and again he understood.) (Did it still sting yes but they all promised to make it up when they got back, Alfred even promised a coffee cake just for him)

So yeah, Vegas meeting trip turned somewhat birthday fun with his boyfriend. And since Bernard has always been good with encouraging Tim to try things it came to no surprise that during their stay he had managed to convince Tim to try drinking for the night.

Yes terrible influence Bernard was sometimes, but he did make a point. Tim was an adult now and sometimes it's okay to at least try adult dumb stuff, he didn't have to like it and could stop if he really didnt want to but he can at least say he tried it once. That it was okay for Tim to let go of his vigilante brain and just have fun in the one city that was made for it.

So try Tim did. Just for the night.

So yeah, Tim wasn't really surprised when he woke up the next morning, alcohol aftertaste on his breath, head pounding, nose scrunched up from the light of the sun peeking in from the curtains, and snuggling himself into a rather chilly chest...

Wait...

Chilly?

Tim opened his eyes when he realized that. Bernard never felt cold to Tim when they would snuggle, no he was always warm, like a warm heating blanket. It was why Tim loved snuggling him. Why was he-

Tim's eyes widened when he saw not blonde hair on the body in the bed with him but black hair. He almost flung himself off the bed from him startling awake and watched the one he had been snuggled next to mumble in his sleep and turn over.

Tim felt pure dread as he continued to stare, his stomach turning as his thoughts got bad, oh god..God... did he... oh no, no, no no. Oh where was Bernard- FUCK did he really-

Tim flinched when he heard a door open and snapped his eyes towards it. He felt his mouth go dry when he spotted his boyfriend coming out of what was the bathroom of the room and had just finished taking a shower from the sounds of left over dripping water and from the towel he was using to clean his hair.

Bernard stopped in his spot when he noticed Tim staring at him before he gave Tim a very uneasy chuckle, his eyes darting towards the sleeping body on the bed "H-Hey, good morning T. I see you... uhh seen our guest."

Tim felt ready to cry, to beg for forgiveness, but the only sound that came out was a strangled sound because of course he fucked up and ruined one of the best things that ever happened to him and-

But before he could spiral further into his anxiety and dread Bernard kept speaking.

"So ummm. Do you also remember meeting Danny at the bar, getting really tipsy, hanging out, having fun and then like going to a ghost bar with him so he could really drunk because he's like half ghost. And I mean like a legit ghost bar, like we saw Elvis and Marilyn Monroe there and they were like floating. Then we all got like super mega drunk and then... maybe kinda sorta got ghost married... because ghost marriage allows unlimited spouses cause you know, already dead doesn't matter and it's also almost permanent cause again the whole dead thing... Or did I hallucinate all that last night and we just brought in a random stranger to bed?" He asked his voice unsure as he looked between Tim and the stranger Danny in bed before lifting his hand up and showing Tim a glowing ring on it. "I'm pretty sure I didn't dream it up because I kinda woke up with this, and it refuses to come off."

Tim went silent for a moment, wide eyed as he stared back at Bernard before the pounding headache he had hit him harder than ever when the very memories of everything Bernard had said came flooding back to him. With a gasp Tim quickly looked st his own hand and sure enough on his finger was a matching glowing wedding band on it, his eyes snapped towards Danny... Danny Nightingale? Or was it Phantom? said his name was and spotted another matching one as well.

"B is going to kill us." Was the only thing Tim could muster up to say.

[fandom-lover-extra]

DP X DC Prompt: Conspiracy Cryptids - Soultouch

Soulmate bonds were looked upon as a blessing. For they were rare and few and far between.

With the added presence of extraterrestrial lifeforms, there was a guarantee that it made it even more difficult to find any potential Soulmate that someone might have. 

And of course, not all Soulmate bonds were the same, most differing in variety. The point being, it was very difficult to find one's soulmate if one did have them. 

However, the media stated that it was always worth the effort. Soulmate bonds always worked out, either that be platonically or romantically, soulmates would be with each other for life.

So, what exactly did one do if their soulmate kept dying over and over again?

Tim, Bernard, Danny, and Wes all shared a soulmate bond. A touch-bond based Soulbond. They could feel anything their soulmate physically came into contact with. Skin on skin. And they could also feel any injuries their soulmate acquired.

Which, wasn't inherently an issue.

At first, the group couldn't actually tell how many soulmates they had once they realized what the soulbond was. The general consensus amongst them all was that they at least had more than one soulmate.

Danny didn't look to deeply into it. Wes and Bernard had been curious but had also left the detail alone. And Tim was the one that had been the one that had actually spent hours upon hours of sleepless nights trying to figure out just how many he had.

(He had even learned morse code in the hopes of communicating with his soulmates, but not being able to actually get his soulmates to do the same thing had more or less ruined the point.)

Everything, other than that, had been fine for the most part. Besides the general occasional scraps and bruises, everything had been fine. That was a normal occurrence amongst a touch-bond based Soulbond.

And then, Tim Drake became Robin at thirteen years old. And the injuries got a bit more severe. They were much more serious. 

This started Bernard down the path of looking into Gotham's vigilante's. It was no secret that Batman took on Young prodigies, that other heroes at times would do the same. With the injuries his soulmate was receiving, Bernard began his search.

Danny and Wes had considered that their soulmate might be apart of an abusive household. But besides hugging themselves, they couldn't add much for comfort.

And then, Danny died when he was fourteen. His end of the bond going quiet. Tim, Bernard, and Wes all assumed one of their soulmates had died. That was until Danny's end of the bond came back as if nothing had happened. Sometimes with even more bruises they didn't feel happen originally, or completely unharmed.

Tim and Bernard assumed their soulmate was in the hospital, going in-between life and death. Tim doing more than a few illegal things in an attempt to find one of his soulmates. Wes had thought the same until he had saw Phantom bleed once. Noticed how Phantom always appeared when that end of the bond went quiet and was nowhere to be seen when it came back. He drove himself insane looking for Phantom.

Danny decidedly, did not in fact know of the frenzy he was putting his soulmates through. Or the fact that he was apart of making his soulmates as insane as they are about their conspiracy theories.

[loverofdolphins]

Dp x Dc: Bernard is Wes Weston

Because of all the stuff happening in Amity (ghost attacks, then the GIW coming in), Wes's parents decide to leave for Gotham, changing their names to make sure that everything stays behind them. Wes, now going by Bernard, starts at Louis E. Grieve Memorial High School in his sophomore year, meaning that he is pretty much settled in by the time Tim Drake comes in Junior year.

Things go as they did in the comics, but then sometime after Tim and Wes/Bernard reconnect and start dating, Wes/Bernard's past starts catching up with him when there starts being issues with ghosts in Gotham.

[connorsbonez]

Stalkers and Cryptids Memes

[anonymous-existences]

DCXDP PROMPT 6 :

And once again, I exist

Wes/Damian + Demon Sibs AU

HC involved : Gothamite Rich Mother of Wes and the person where he got his Cassandra's Curse from, Danny Knows about his past and Damian knows Danny is alive just doesn't know where.

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The Fentons upon finding out about Phantom's Identity as their Son Danny, they don't have the heart to harm Danny but they don't have the logic to accept him as a Halfa, so they decided to kick him out, Danny and Jazz gets into a fight because Jazz believes She can convince the Fenton's but Danny doesn't.

The School finds out about Danny being Phantom and Wes gets paid for the bets they owe him. But Upon Wes hearing Danny got kicked out, decided to take him in and as it turns out Wes's Mom is rich.

Danny lives Peacefully in the Weston Residence(decently big house) until Wes Gets a message from Tucker about the GIW getting a hold of Danny as Phantom's information probably by the Fenton's.

Wes knows it's only a matter of time before the GIW busts down their door so, he calls up his mom.

They escape to Gotham as that's the safest place and also the only place Wes is familiar with and because his mom is there and she's rich enough, she enrolls them to the same school where Damian is and ofcourse. Demon Sibs reunite, Wes and Damian meet.

The part I like the most :

Damian Believes Everything Wes says and is truly unaffected by the Cassandra's Curse especially after being asked by Wes if he's Robin on the first Day Danny introduces them to each other. Damian is intrigued that no one finds this *Obviously Handsome, Intellectual, Logical Boy* ~~that he's Inlove with~~ at all!

Danny also bypasses Cassandra's Curse, You all get the gyst <33

TLDR: Damian is smitten with a conspiracy theorist that's always 90% right and Always Sassy whilst having been reunited with the twin He knows was alive but doesn't know where that is Danyal

Extra : Wes totally figured out every hidden heroes identities but kept his mouth shut and if this is Tim/Bernard then Damian is in the "I have a better boyfriend than you Drake." Because both are gingers(?), Conspiracy Theorists but only one figured out everyone's identities on the spot.

Extra 2: GIW Shenanigans is decided by anyone and you all can take this free and change the prompt anytime or just inspire from it.

Thank you for listening to my crack.

[audliminal]

It's Just a Game, Right? Pt 6

Masterpost

"I'm telling you, Fenton!" Wes announces. "I'm onto you." A few of the kids walking past snicker at them, as Danny does his best to look confused. The startled part is easy; Wes is turning out to be a surprisingly good actor. He's been gradually leaning even harder to the image of a conspiracy nut, and the result is impressive. Danny, on the other hand, is simply trying to keep up with the insanity.

"I have literally no clue what you're talking about, dude." Danny says, attempting to push past Wes, so he can enter their classroom. Wes doesn't seem inclined to let this confrontation end, though.

"You may have everybody else fooled, but I know the truth. You made a pact with the so-called ghosts and their efforts to take over our world. You're just manipulating your parents' tech in order to convince everyone that they actually are ghosts, and not the invading fae army they really are!"

"Dude, what?" Danny responds, not quite able to hold back the laugh.

"Honestly, Wes, don't you have any common sense?" Star asks, as she walks up. "Rumor has it that Fenton's failing like half his classes, and you think a bunch of fae lords, or whatever would trust him to help their scheme? Surely they'd choose someone more competent." She flips her hair, and then walks past the both of them, as a couple of the kids nearest to them start snickering.

Outwardly, Danny winces and hunches in on himself a little more, as he takes the opening Star just created and ducks into the classroom after her.

In hallway outside, Danny catches Wes muttering to himself before following them in. No one says anything for a minute, but the moment the bell rings and Mr Lancer shuts the door, Star turns to Wes.

"I think you should be a writer or something after we get out of here." Star tells him. "That theory was honestly inspired."

"It gets even better. I have so much evidence to force on you guys, it'll be great." Wes answers, then turns to Danny. "You good? I know we don't mean any of it, but it's still gotta suck to have us acting like assholes all the time."

"I mean," Danny hums. "I'm not gonna say it's fun? But like honestly compared to everything else, dissing my work kinda seems..."

"Banal?" Sam offers.

"Yeah, sure, that." Danny nods. "Like, compared to people wanting me dead, who cares, I guess."

"Yikes," Kwan mutters. "Your life is a fucking mess, dude."

"Well, i do have some good news about that." Tucker announces, turning his computer to face everyone else. "Looks like the fanbase is making some progress towards finding the real stuff.

Danny stares at the reddit thread Tucker is on. He's honestly been only loosely paying attention to the actual stuff Tucker and Wes have been posting. He's happy to offer his knowledge of space stuff, or engineering, but the intricacies of secret code aren't really something he ever pursued. Well, except for the secret language he and Tucker had made as kids. Wes, on the other hand, peers at the screen and lets out a soft whoop.

"Hell yeah! They found the second layer!"

"Yeah. Which means they've found our first plea for help."

"Oh, wow," Sam says sardonically. "A plea for help that's so great. Why are they gonna think it's anything other than another part of the damn story."

"Chill out, Sam," Tucker responds. "The point is to encourage them to look harder. And once they find the next level, they'll start finding our info on the infinite realms."

"Whatever," Sam says, frowning. "I just... Don't like how much waiting this involves."

"Yeah it would be a lot easier if we could just, like, beat them up and call it good," Dash agrees. "But, like, jail would probably suck."

"At least they're making progress," Danny points out. "I don't really get how you guys are making these layers, but. It's more progress than anything else we've tried."

"Yeah, but like, what does this mean for us?"

"Why not interact directly with that post?"

"Maybe. We'd have to be extra careful about what and how we say it, so they don't write us off as a copycat or anything, but it could serve to reinforce, uh-" Wes leans in, to read the username. "BenBlues379's theory."

"Okay then, let's draft a reply." Danny zones out as they start to discuss the specifics. He hadn't actually had to go deal with any ghosts last night, but his parents had been working on some new invention, and the noise of their trials had made sure he didn't get much sleep despite the supposed reprieve. Luckily, nobody in this class is going to complain if he takes the opportunity to catch up on the missed shut-eye now, so with one last deep breath, Danny folds himself down onto his and relaxes into sleep, as the sounds of his classmates debating echoes around him.

[astermagnolia]

just found out about poly ship names in the dp x dc phandom

SUPERBRAINDEAD FOR Kon/Danny/Tim IMMMM DEAD AND THEN DEADTIREDCONSPIRACY FOR Danny/Tim/Bernard 😭😭😭😭 I LOVE THESE NAMES THEYRE ADORABLE (THEYRE ALSO KNOWN AS STALKER AND CRYPTIDS)

[dclovesdanny]

DC x DP prompt

Soulmate au where you get the last nickname/title your soulmate was called appear on your body after you both turn fifteen. However, soulmates, especially multiple soulmates, are an anomaly to the point most don’t look for the words on their skin, with only 2% of people having one, and very few talk about soulmates. Very few also talk about how superhero names count as titles.

Sam knows her soulmates are heroes. The names ‘Spoiler’ and ‘Black Bat’ have shown up enough times for her to get the hint. Still, she hopes she meets them as ‘Steph’ and ‘Cass’ soon.

Tucker can’t wait to meet his soulmates. He already knows one of them is a hero, ‘Red Robin’ but he doesn’t know much about the other one, since theirs only so much the name ‘Shaggy lookalike’ can do.

Danny is so excited to meet his soulmates! Both of his soulmates are aliens! One of them is ‘Miss Martian’, an actual Martian! The other was ‘Superboy’! He was so excited to meet them.

However, the young justice team, who were with the Justice League getting ready to greet the king of the infinite realms and his ambassadors, were not expecting the titles on their arms to change to match the ones Constantine was calling the ambassadors.