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Does anyone else ever just slap funny little comments on their fics? Because it's something I enjoy and it honestly motivates me to write more, just so that I can make fun of myself ^-^;
it brings me great joy to be a chaos gremlin
#fanfiction#writing#dc#jason todd my belvoed#dead on main#its for a dead on main fic shhhh#its chap 1 one of my 300k fic#its gonna be great#the goons have personalities#dc x dp#dp x dc#jason and danny are cute#i just#really like them#i swear#theyre cute together oKAY#my BABIES#they have TRAUMA#but its okay#they get therapy#... kind of#ish#vaguely
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I've been playing with a no-one-knows AU where Danny has been married to Jason for years but hasn't told him his secret. Jason knows that Danny isn't human, but hasn't pressed because Danny is so terrified when he approaches the topic. The Batfamily do not know.
Presently, the GIW are in Gotham and closing in, and the Box Ghost has come to Danny seeking help.
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âYouâre a ghost,â Jason said gently, pulling one of Dannyâs hands away from his face to wrap it in his own. Danny let him. âArenât you?â
Dannyâs breath hitched again.
Surprisingly, the Box Ghost looked almost as horrified as Danny.
âWhat? NO! I, the BOX GHOST, would not out Danny Fenton to his human family! For he is as human as I once was!â He flailed his arms in blatant panic. âThere is nothing to reveal, for Danny Fenton is most certainly NOT a ghost!â
âWhatâs wrong with Danny being a ghost?â Box Lunch wanted to know, tilting her head up to peer up at her father in confusion. âIs it a secret?â
âBOX LUNCH!â the Box Ghost wailed, every inch a mortified parent.
âYes, it was, or your father would not be so blatantly lying about it,â Damian told her, taking pity on the child ghost.
âOh!â Box Lunch nodded seriously. âDanny isnât a ghost!â
Danny let out a slightly hysterical laugh, and then started to cry, gasping quietly with tears pouring down his face, hunched down to hide from them. He didnât pull his hand out of Jasonâs.
âIt is no longer a secret here, as it has become apparent,â Damian elaborated.
Box Lunch scrunched up her nose. âOh.â
âGhosts are not bad,â Cass said softly, âif ghosts are Danny.â
âDanny.â Jason scooted closer and pulled Danny against him, and Danny let him, pressing into him without unwinding at all. âDanny, I already knew. Iâve known for years.â Danny tilted his head up to give him an incredulous look, and Jason grinned at him. âYouâre not good at hiding it, stardust. Your freckles glow when youâre excited and your eyes flash green when youâre frustrated. You walk through closed doors when youâre sleepy and things fall through your hands when people startle you. Iâve known you arenât human since we moved in together.â
ââŚOh,â Danny murmured, guilt and relief and wonder swirling together in his still-wet eyes.
âPhantom!â the Box Ghost scolded. Jason took note of the sudden change in address. âYou are the worst secret keeper ever!â
âShut up, Boxy,â Danny snapped. He pulled away from Jason and wiped his eyes, sniffling. Their hands stayed locked together. âWe, we need to hide you and bitty-bite b-before we talk about this any more. I wasnât joking about the Guys in White.â
The Box Ghost flapped his arms dismissively. âThey will not find us! They are looking for YOU, and their instruments will not be prepared for such subtle spirits as Box Lunch and I!â
âThey are looking for me while I am hiding,â Danny said, soft but barbed. He wiped his face again and turned around to better face the other ghost, glaring sharply. âSomething I am well known to be very good at. Far better at than you.â
The Box Ghost went so pale he was almost translucent.
âYou donât look like a ghost at all,â Tim said, studying Danny. âYour skin is pink, you donât glow⌠most of the time, no pointed ears or fangs. Your eyes are normal.â His eyes narrowed. âIs this⌠not your natural appearance?â
Danny flinched. âI⌠IâŚâ He swallowed, staring at nothing, and then forced his attention back onto the Box Ghost. âYour base signatures are pretty low. If you stop using your powers and suppress your auras as much as you can, you can probably bring them low enough to hide.â
No answers would be forthcoming for now, Jason understood. He signaled sharply to Bruce and Tim, the most likely to try to interrupt. Wait. Time-sensitive, finish operation before proceeding.
Bruce didnât look pleased, but he nodded sharply. Tim just watched, thoughtful eyes fixed on Danny. Damian was scowling, Dick frowning faintly, but Cassâ curiosity looked borderline idle. Jason watched Danny interact with the other ghost with a healthy blend of interest and concern, and tried not to wonder if Tim was right.
âBox Lunch, do you know how to land?â Danny asked. It seemed like a silly question until Box Lunch wrinkled her nose and cocked her head.
âLand?â she asked, audibly uncertain. For that matter, her father looked vaguely baffled too. âLike⌠with my feet? On the floor?â
Danny managed a smile and nodded. Box Lunch eyed the floor, then drifted down to hover at floor level. âLike this?â
âNot exactly,â Danny said, sounding more fond than anything. He slid off the bar stool and knelt down in front of Box Lunch. Jason couldnât look away; heâd been deprived of any open knowledge of Dannyâs nonhuman side for so long that his curiosity was damn near insatiable now. And Danny teaching a kid of his species? That was doing things to Jason. Good things. âClose your eyes.â Box Lunch did. âFeel the energy in the air. Do you feel gravity? Do you sense how it pulls things down?â She nodded uncertainly. âHold onto that feeling. Let it hold onto you. Do you feel it?â Nod. âGood. Now- let go of the sky.â
The instructions didnât make a lick of sense to Jason, but Box Lunch dropped right out of the air and landed on her feet. Her eyes flew open, and she pinwheeled dramatically until Danny caught her.
âAhh!â she squealed, looking dismayed. âIâm heavy!â
Danny chuckled. âNo, bitty-bite, youâre still light as a feather.â He picked Box Lunch up and held her out in front of him, smiling. She squealed again, kicking her feet, her eyes bright with delight. âGood job. Do you think you can hold that?â
âUm, sure,â she mumbled, not looking at all sure.
The Box Ghost landed on the floor with a grunt - Jason suspected that heâd been listening to Dannyâs instructions too. He held out his arms for Box Lunch, and Danny handed her over willingly.
âNow what?â the Box Ghost asked tentatively, staring at the floor like it would eat him. Yeah, Jason could definitely believe that heâd never landed before either.
âNow, you listen to me,â Danny said seriously. He reached out and grabbed Box Ghostâs arm, demanding his attention, and forced eye contact. From the Box Ghostâs wide eyes, this behavior was as new to him as it was to Jason. But then Danny continued, speaking as firmly as if he were willing his words into existence. âYou are not a ghost. You are not a ghost.â Understanding flickered across the Box Ghostâs face, and he screwed his eyes shut. His glow started to dim. âYou are solid. You are heavy. You are warm. You are made of flesh, blood, and bone. You are not a ghost. You are not a ghost. You are human.â
The Box Ghostâs glow receded and disappeared. Except for his blue skin, he almost looked human now. He opened his eyes uncertainly, and Danny gave him a weary smile and a nod, letting go of his arm and leaning back.
âBut what about Box Lunch?â the Box Ghost asked anxiously, looking down at Box Lunch. Sheâd squeezed her eyes shut to try and follow Dannyâs instructions, but didnât seem to be meeting with the same success.
Danny sighed. âIâm not sure how to explain it to her,â he admitted, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair as he looked at the little girl with worry. She opened her eyes and gave him an anxious look, and Danny gave her a small smile. âItâs not your fault, bitty-bite. Itâs just⌠youâve always been a ghost, so you donât have your dadâs memories of what it felt like to be human.â
Box Lunch stomped her feet. âI can pretend!â
âThen pretend,â Danny said seriously. âIt doesnât have to be perfect. Just do your best.â
âWehh!â Box Lunch flailed her arms, brow furrowed in concentration. âI am human! My body is super solid and I crash into things a lot! And I run around on the ground and eat human food! Fear me!â
It was so cute that Jason muffled a laugh, and he wasnât the only one. Box Lunch ran a circle around the floor, then crashed into a wall on purpose and bounced off, giggling. Even Bruceâs hard expression softened into a fond look.
âThat should keep you off the sensors,â Danny said to the Box Ghost, voice low. Something about his eyes looked exhausted. âJust make sure Box Lunch maintains it. Maybe keep playing human with her.â
The Box Ghost nodded uncertainly. âThank you, Phantom,â he said quietly. âI know that we can count on you.â
#yes i am sharing this excerpt EXCLUSIVELY because of the box lunch bits#she's just very cute in this okay#dpxdc#danny fenton#jason todd#dead on main#box ghost#box lunch#my writing
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Danny, wearing ripped muddy clothes, having just dug himself out of his grave at 6 28 in the god damn morning: Hey, can I use your shower?
Jason, holding open his front door having just gotten back from patrols and was about to go the fuck to bed when some guy knocked on his door to ask for a shower: uhhh�
#dcxdp#dcxdp prompt#dcxdp idea#dcxdp crossover#danny senced another undead#Jason is brain fried#he literally is like#yeah sure#and lets danny in#fun#cute#:3#danny fenton#jason todd#funny#uwu#au
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Dp x Dc prompt
Dead on Main
Jason going to visit his grave feeling sentimental (why heâs going is up to u I just needed some words in there) and meeting Danny âI ran a red light and there was a cop behind me so I pulled into the graveyard and picked the first grave I found and started crying so that they wouldnât arrest meâ Fenton
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Danny no longer has a haunt. So⌠he decides to find another one. And while he technically has a whole world (other dimensions arenât an option because heâs going to stay near where Jazzâs grave is, damn it) thereâs only a couple of other places with enough ambient ectoplasm to sustain him. Nanda Parbat, Tokyo, and Gotham.
Nanda Parbat had a weird old musty immortal that kept trying to summon him and exchange power for the ability to âtake a worthy body and rain as much destructionâ as heâd like. As if Danny would need a body to bring the world to its knees.
Tokyo⌠itâs too far from Jazzâs grave. He could ask Wulf or even open his own portal but when Danny tried it out, Tokyo was too peaceful. Obviously thereâs crime, but nothing⌠nothing big like Dannyâs used to.
Danny ends up picking Gotham, even if the sewer zombies and the weird group of rich fruit loops with an adoption problem creeps him out. So, he destroys the portal, packs up his parentsâ house and sells it, and hauls ass to the cesspool calling his name. His familyâs stuff is stored respectfully in a vault located on the deepest parts of his personal haunt in the Infinite Realms.
And honestly, heâs doing better. Sure, heâs got a shitty apartment near another revenantâs almost-haunt and he feels like heâs drowning all of the time, but Danny isnât in danger of turning into Dan, heâs catching up on royal paperwork, and heâs got like a job as a barista. In his own coffee shop that paid for using his parentâs money (who, despite their hazardous everything, made a crap ton of money off of their more normal inventions).
Gothamâs got some pretty interesting local gangs, most of which respected the sanctity of Dannyâs cafe. Sure, they tried blowing it up and tried extorting money from him in the form of âprotection costsâ but after three months of failure, they gave up.
(Really, the local gangs gave up when they saw him take three shotgun shells to the chest and continued to work.) (They didnât know it never hit him. Intangibility is extremely useful.)
The Rogues, on the other hand, just gave Danny flashbacks. Their gimmicks are different, sure, but after years of Box Ghost, Skuller, Lunch Lady, etc., Dannyâs more than done with costumed villains. They donât bother him either. Some of the reason is probably due to Harley and Ivy, who had walked into the cafe and (because they were bruised and scratched up from a fight) triggered Dannyâs mother hen tendencies. They were promptly fed and watered and caffeinated and their hyenas were also similarly taken care of. They declared the cafe under their protection and that was that.
Red Hood stops by, and begins to interrogate him. But when Danny met his⌠helmet eyes? The crime lord paused, paid for his coffee, and sat in a corner table of the cafe for the rest of the day.
And he kept coming back?
But Danny figures itâs because Hood was a revenant and people who had come close to death tends to feel more comfortable around him.
(Considering this is Gotham where people almost die every other day? Yeah, heâs pretty much friends with everyone. Or at least, less likely to get shot.)
(Hood does stay because of the Kingâs presence and the Pit calming itself, but also Dannyâs hot and heâs got a sleeper build and Hood definitely did not imagine himself in the place of the heavy box he saw Danny lift effortlessly onto a table. No.)
But of course, the peace couldnât last forever. But by then, Danny was so antsy, he welcomed the trouble with open arms.
It starts with a clown. Danny knows who he is. He knows who Danny is.
So, Danny has no idea why the clown thought it would be a good idea to aggravate the owner of Gothamâs official neutral grounds. See, Clovkwork? Dannyâs learned how to gauge his own political importance!
âHAHAHAHAHA! COME OUT, DANNY-BOY! LET ME TELL YOU A JOKE!â
Danny comes out and grabs a chair, and with a flat expression, says, âyouâre not funny and I hate clowns.â
And then he swings and slams the chair into the Jokerâs face. Over and over again until Dannyâs sure the clown wonât get back up. The thing about Gothamâs outdoor chairs is that theyâre mad out of steel and are bolted down to the ground to prevent undedicated thieves (dedicated thieves can and will steal the bolted down steel chairs). The Jokerâs hired muscle just watched this scrawny twenty-something year old yank the steel chair and take some of the fucking ground and the bolts with it and beat the fuck out of their boss who is the literal Joker.
They surrender on the spot and is taken to jail. Danny just smiles at the officers who come by and since heâs got pretty privilege and they donât want to mess with the guy who, again, owns one of Gothamâs official neutral ground and also beat up Joker without breaking a sweat, the officers just lets him go with a warning.
And then the bats comes, and wow, Dannyâs playing mentor to a formally dead person again!
But before that, the Red Hood asks for an autograph on the Gotham Gazette article with a picture of a tired Danny standing over Jokerâs prone body. Then Hood stammers through asking Danny out (which Danny said yes to because heâs tired, not blind, and Hood is built like a brick house and HOT).
Batman interrogates him. Danny, who can tell that this man needs therapy and is Sad TM, tells Bats that Dannyâs died before and thatâs why heâs like this. He also calls Batman a furry, but like in a nice way. And then he kicks Batman out with a coffee and a file on Nanda Parbat.
Now, Dannyâs got a date to prepare for and he realizes that maybe this is what Jazz wanted for him- to be happy and mostly safe and happy. (Or, happier, he thinks. Itâs been a long time since heâs been truly happy, but this might be a good start)
#bamf danny phantom#danny phantom#dc x dp#jason todd#Jason takes him to a library and they pick out books for each other#Danny asks him on a second date and they talk about the book over coffee#and then they watch the stars (Danny uses his ghost powers to clear a patch of sky)#but Danny just kind of watches Jasonâs face and goes yeah this is just as good#Danny dngasf#Danny will throw hands with a clown#Danny thinks the Gotham Rogues are kinda cute#with their gimmicks#unimpressed bc theyâre kind of obvious#and heâs seen worse and better#danny is Gothamâs Mom Friend
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Jason Kicks down Dickâs apartment door with a duffle bag in hand: turns out itâs not going to work out with Danny.
Dick about to enjoy some Chinese: oh no I thought you were really into him.
Jason, sitting down with a huff: I am but itâs just not going to work out.
Dick: what happened jason?
Jason: I fucked up thatâs what.
Jason: he kissed me.
Jason: and afterwards, I panicked
Jason: and, just exclaimed âgolly!â
Dick, trying to not keep a straight face:âŚ
Jason: I said it very loudly..
Dick: oh jason-
Jason clutching a pillow: I canât step foot into crime alley again Dick, Iâm going to have to burn my bridges, start over-
Dick, lightly chuckling: itâs not that bad-!
Jason, into the pillow: just put me back into my casket!!
#dp x dc#writing prompt#danny fenton#jason todd#dc x dp#shipping#dead on main#jason is dying of embarrasment#donât worry Danny found it cute#not a lot dating chances when you run an gang#just though#it would be funny#if jasonâs first reaction to being kissed was just#golly
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Only the best Kings wear pink! Pt 2
Part 1 part 3
The day things changed was just like any other. The Keep was decked out with pink decorations and different activities though-out the castle, including but not limited to: tea in the garden, manicure stations, parent playgrounds (note spa), bowification stations, the glitter corner, the archery range, Queen Dorotheaâs dragon towerâŚetc
Everything was ready for their monthly guests when, rather unexpectedly, he heard a knock at the door.
His guests had long forgone knocking (the parents could rarely get to the door before the children charged in). He managed to get to the door, waving off a busy maid carrying a delicious looking cake, where her was greeted by the teary eyed face of a young girl.
That in itself was odd, Danny made a point of no tears in the keep.
There was also the fact that she was very much alive.
Danny immediately kneeled in front of the little girl.
âIâm sorry to interrupt your tears, but are you here for the princess tea party?â He asked gently.
The little girl sniffled. âTea party?â
Danny nodded. âAll the little princesses of my Kingdom are invited.â
âBut Iâm not a princess.â She cried a bit more. Danny gave her a thoughtful hum.
âYou certainly look like a princess to me.â Danny stated. âAre you lost little princess?â
She nodded, rubbing the tears from her eyes.
âTell you what, why donât you join us for our tea party and then Iâll personally escort you back to your castle, what do you say?â
The little girl sniffled, pondering for a moment before nodding.
âWonderful!â Danny grinned. âAnd may I learn the name of the such an adorable princess?â
The little girl giggled âLian! Lian Harper!â
âA lovely name for a lovely princess!â Danny grinned. âCâmon, Iâm sure Lilac can get you your very own princess dress while we wait for the others.
ââ-
Lian fit in perfectly with the other children. Some of the parents seemed a bit skeptical, though they quickly accepted it after a brief explanation from the King.
Some parents went straight for the spa while others headed towards the suggestion room. (It really cut down on audiences when issues could be resolved with a letter)
All too soon the day ended and skulker reported to Danny with Lianâs home address.
Danny found her in the garden napping among the blossoms.
Danny smiled, gently nudging the girl awake.
âLian? Itâs time to go home now.â
âHmmm?â Lian sluggishly raise her arms to be picked up by the King. Danny chuckled.
âOf course.â He gently picked, cradling her in his arms.
Silently he opened a portal into Lianâs bedroom carefully tucking her into bed.
Not even a moment after he vanished did a frantic babysitter rushed into the room, nearly sobbing in relief when she found the little girl.
(She was never playing hide and seek with the little ninja again)
ââ-
For the next few months the pattern continued. Though somehow no one ever seemed to notice when the girl vanished each month.
She had fully indoctrinated herself among the little ghosts of the tea party, every month the boys would challenge her to an archery bout and lose each time reluctantly conceding to getting the makeup done with each loss. (Edgar was quite fond of rainbow unicorn sparkle nails)
She was never late nor was she ever early (this led to many suspicions that Danny didnât care enough to confirm). More than anything, after the 2nd time of her wandering into his Keep, Danny made a point of giving her a ghost whistle to call cujo if she ever got lost or needed him.
So he was understandably concerned when he was summoned by his (favorite) little princess by magic of all things.
He of course answered to summons (what if she was in dAnGeR???!?!?)
He stepped out of the portal at his full size, nearly hitting his head on the ceiling of the warehouse he found himself in.
Danny frowned, looking around he didnât see Lian until he looked down at the crying little princess at his feet. Danny immediately shrunk down, completely ignoring the heroes fighting the cloaked (cultist? Fanatics? Victims of his wrath? That last one felt right) soon to be victims of his wrath.
Once he was at more manageable size he picked up Lian and swiftly removed her bindings.
âWhatâs wrong princess? If you wanted to see me all you needed to do was call.â He asked gently combing her hair with his claws, ignoring the red headed archer shouts.
âThe mean men said they were gonna hurt Daddy and uncle Jay Jay, and all their friends!â She sniffled looking up at Danny giving him a clear view of the line of blood on her neck where his (very) soon to be victims nicked her.
âShh, shh, donât you worry princess. Why donât you go hang out in the keep and help Spectre paint Banshees nail, hmm? Iâm sure Fright would love it if you could braid his hair again too.â Lian pressed her wet face into Dannyâs chest as she nodded.
He reached out, opening a small portal to gently place the little princess in his daughterâs room with a quick explanation.
He temporarily ignored the red heads screams and allowed the flurry of arrows and gunfire to pass through him.
He had other things to deal with right now.
âNow who do I have the pleasure of destroying today?â
One of the cloaked soon to be victims was clearly an imbecile as he stepped forward and began to shout.
âWe offer you these two sacrifices in addition to the girl, that you might grant us the power to defeat our enemies, o mighty King of the Infinite Realms!â
Danny took a moment to count. âHow strange, see I counted 15 victims and 2 spectators. You must need to get your glasses checkedâ Danny nodded to himself, allowing his for to stretch and his power to fill the room.
âBut, I donât have-â
Danny struck hard and fast. They would never see the light of day again.
After he was done disposing of the trash, he turned his attention to the heroes. Each of which had a weapon trained on his head, unfortunately human weapons didnât work on him so they wouldnât be much help.
âYou son of a bitch! Give her back!!!â The red head shouted, his hands shaking.
âThe rest of our team will be here any minute! Surrender now return the girl and we wonât have to fight you!â Helmet head shouted. Something felt off about that one, almostâŚfamiliar. Danny squinted and made a (probably stupid decision)
âHmmm, nopeâ he snapped his fingers and two portals appeared underfoot of the two heroes.
#danny phantom#ghost king danny#dc x dp#roy harper#lian harper#princess parties for the win#Jason Todd#minor dead on main#romance is not the objective itâs just gonna be cute#gonna have to make a pt 3 after Iâm done at the gym
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Strange courtship gifts
The last thing anyone would expect is for the Joker to believe in the supernatural, but apparently Gotham was in luck, because the clown was about to make a deal with the King of all ghosts to revive his prized foe.
Said King was not happy about the request, nor did he care about the clown's feelings, but he knew it was a necessary evil. Or at least, that's what Clockwork told him; of course, Danny didn't intend to do anything for free.
The Joker got his wish, Bruce came back from the dead and Danny wondered what he should do with the clown's soul. With a shrug he decided to put it to the best possible use and wrapped it in a little bow before handing it over to Jason Todd.
Jason thought it was a joke, a cute guy giving him a gift out of nowhere and claiming that the frozen ball in his hand was the Joker's soul? Yeah, right.
However, John Constantine came through Gotham and it became obvious that it wasn't a joke and that the cute guy was more than just a regular guy. It also came with the feature that Bruce returned to the living, which made him strangely relieved.
And fuck, reckless or not, Jason needed to find the guy again and steal the air out of his lungs, because that weird ball was the best gift he'd ever been given in his life and it might as well be an engagement ring.
#dpxdc#ghost king danny#The Joker makes a deal with Danny#Danny knows he should accept but he really hates clowns#so he asked for what he would never ask for#his soul#the Joker accepted because he didn't care very much#he just wanted Batman alive#Bruce came back from the dead and scared his family#Danny ended up with the Joker's soul#but obviously he didn't want it#so he gave it to someone who wanted it#that is to say the cute halfa with anger problems that was killed by the clown#dp x dc#dc x dp#deadonmain#Jason believes that giving him the soul of his greatest enemy is a strange form of courtship#but he will accept the proposal anyway
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There was a teen in the cave.
A teen no one knows and looks like he could be a wayne, stands in the cave.
"Actually, I'm a wayne." He says with a shrug.
Bruce, Batman, carefully thinks of the implication.
"Not yet," The teen, Danny, doesn't say anything. Simple smiles. "You're not a wayne, yet. You will be. But not yet."
Then Bruce sighs, dropping the batman mask in order to take in the teen.
"Does future me know of the time travel?"
Dannys smile grows into a grin, deciding to take pity on the man. "You, grandbat, have..." He makes a vague gesture. "Theories, which none of your children ever confirmed."
The bat's mind short-circuits at the choice of words
Dick is sputtering incomprehensibly, there are Baffled expression all around.
Because.
Because that child isn't Bruce's, but one of theirs.
"Who is it?" Jason demands, hand clenching his gun uselessly.
Danny continues to smile, a hint of mischief now peeking out.
The cave is filled with theories, some yell, some sob, yet all eyes leave danny.
All but one pair.
She had known the moment his body language switched just enough for her to read.
She had known the moment he disappeared before the clan.
Had known when his hand found hers, shoulders bumping.
Her heart clenches, throat dry and memories of her childhood flooding to mind.
So she asks, voice soft and hesitant.
"Am I a good mother?"
And danny looks up at cass, adoration and pride laid out plain for her to see and accept.
"You're the best."
And so they both watch the clan together, silent and comfortable.
(Cass doesn't question when she finds him, how and why. All she knows is that she's more attentive when out on patrol, looking and waiting.)
(This is how Cassandra Cain-Wayne returns one night from patrol, a child, barely out of toddler stage and clinging to her form.)
(This is how the Batclan officially meets one Daniel James Cain-Wayne, freshly washed and clothed, a cookie in hand and hiding shyly behind Cass.)
(When they meet, all they say is "Welcome home, danny," and "Good to see you again.", Danny doesn't necessarily get it, but that's okay. Maybe his new mom will explain it one day when he's bigger.)
#dcxdp#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc#fic prompt#writing prompt#dc x dp prompt#cassandra cain is dannys mom#time travel shenanigans lead to conspiracy theories#half of the batclan think jason is the dad#or dick#damian and tim are outruled just bc age and tim denying it with no one protesting#alfred knows#danny moves like cass#he gave them both a cookie in the shadows#danny won him over by calling him great grand bat#he tells him of all the mischief they got up to bc no one would believe the baby had alfie wrapped around his finger like that#theyre just in denial#theyre all wrapped around the finger#danny âi mastered how to wrpaonize my cutenessâ cain-wayne
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Jason âmy family doesnât know im aliveâ Todd and Danny âmy family doesnât know Iâm deadâ Fenton going alongside each of their plans my beloved. like Danny will absolutely go head-to-head with all of Gotham to support his new best friend on all his crime lord endeavors while he drags Jason to also attend collage with him. They are roommates and there never seems to a mention of family from either side. Itâs an unspoken understanding they have. They met because Crime alley as a ghost lair thrummed with so much loneliness, it was at first the perfect place for Danny to hide his ecto signature in. But then he saw the dumbass whose lair it was lean his motorcycle just a tad too much when making a sharp turn to an alley, he sweeped the floor through a lifted chain link that passed his body but not his helmet. Yep thatâs right the red thing got stuck. Danny who at the moment happened to be watching through his window snorted. Much to his horror because if not a ghost that dude couldâve gotten his head flung off.
Still, the scene was ridiculous.
On a whim he irrationally sees the police closing in on the guy and panicked at the thought of the guy using intangibility to free himself so Danny phased them both through his apartment wall and left the guy sprawled in his couch. Jason didnât freak out but thatâs normal when oneâs got a concussion, one the guy immediately denied having as Danny laid out the medical supplies. The idiot proceeded to almost flatten four steps to the door with his stubbornness. He also said âIâm asexualâ in the most deadpan voice as Danny dropped him back in the couch.
Danny sighed. Clearly though, heâd done so too early in the night because the guy kept trying to go, kept trying to knock Danny out, kept trying to slash him with knifes Danny didnât know he had stashed. Heâd only disarmed the guy from his guns. The visible ones apparently, cause at one point the guy did take out a gun and shoot until the ammo ran out and then teetered the thing like it was an art prop and hit his moon lamp.
Danny "yeah you arenât officially my friend until youâve tried to kill me" fenton my guys.
Anyways both keep having the same argument over if Danny technically kidnapped Jason or not. Danny holds the fact that the police at least didnât see the guy make the ridicule. Jason argued that happened cause he was sporting a concussion. Danny argued he got that after.
Jason at first thinks the guy's a meta, but no. Danny introduces himself, sheepily now that he recognizes this is who the lair he invaded is from. He bandages him and tries to cook for him. If Danny didnât have ice powers he most certainly wouldâve burned the apartment. Jason then proceeds to kick him out of his own kitchen and make them both enchiladas. Itâs the most normal both had in a while with another person and the air seems oddly settled. From then on, Jason constantly invited himself over, under the pretense that this was his territory and therefore he could drop in unannounced. Danny who has actual powers says he only allows this because Jason cooks very well.
Danny stays away from the crime fighting business unless his buddy is in deep shit he canât get himself out. Also itâs Dannyâs turn to cover for his vigilante friend which Sam and Tucker give him so much shit for. (but also advice)
And they were roommates. (omg) Danny effectively derails Jasonâs big comeback plans by casually dropping ghost lore every two days. Like,
Jason, talking about how he doesnât want Bats snooping on his territory:
Danny: Just donât let them in
Jason: ??
Danny: yeah!! Hasnât Batman died and got revived??? You can totally kick out death touched people you donât want entering on your lair.
Jason: âŚI can?
Danny: Yep dude, your lairâs supposed to feel safe.
Jason: wait does that mean I can kick you out?
Danny: First this is my apartment. Second, im dead, not dead touched. Third, itâs too late to get rid of me. bitch.
Anyways Jason is super excited. You mean to tell him he can actually deny people over to his territory haunt?? (Yes itâs only to people who have died and came back but still!! The sample size is exactly the type of people he doesnât want to seeâ!)
Joker my beloathed canât step foot in Crime Alley.
(Jasonâd feel a lot safer if the clown was dead but the possibility of his murderer turning into a ghost and their little loophole not applying on the clown is too scary to contemplate.)
Anyways, Jason loves experimenting with the power. It can go from simply making people shudder and not want to enter crime Alley to straight up not letting them enter like thereâs an invisible wall blocking the way.
Jason because heâs hurt that Bruce never even patrols Crime Alley and also because heâs petty put B under the category of âinvisible wallâ blacklist. His reasoning is that the man doesnât even attempt to enter Crime Alley. To him itâs surely just a place shadowed in tragedy. (anyways thatâs itâs the place he met Jason)
Ironically, Jason totally forgets that Batman does venture into Crime Alley one day in the whole year. The day he met Jason.
Okay. He didnât forget at first. The first year Jason remembers cause it was only a few months till then but then the nextâ Jason forgets that todayâs the anniversary of the dayâs Bruceâs parents died. He forgets to allow B in when he feels a slight tug and dismiss the feeling that prompts Bruce to investigate because he literally canât enter Crime Alley. He starts the trialsTM, he scouts on the very edge and sees people the whole day enter and get out and cross with no problem but Bruce canât.
Itâs literally just Bruce.
Time to call Constantine, i guess.
#bat shenanigans ensue#JSJSJS okay so i dont have a well versed timeline of events but two years after utrh who HASNT died of the batfam#cause those are the ones who are gonna go undercover to find what shady shit is this: )#im going with timmy cass and duke#sorry steph i KNOW you have died#the others have plausible deniability from my part#the trio is gonna come down hard on this unsuspecting pair#let's just say constantine just had one spare magical rune for each of them so they'll be able to identify who was powerful enough to do it#and duke found civvie jason. cass found civvie danny and tim also found jason a la squared. in his red hood get up later that night#the only useful photos are from tim's side but anyways since they got three suspects (one suspected to be the other. so really-- two)#they decide to split each other up and tag one each (whoever doesn't get the correct guy loses)#tim calls dibs on the twink. cass rolls her eyes and narrows her eyes at the red hood and duke smirks when he gets to keep his guy#he's not cheating if he didn't protest to getting to have the guy he already saw the aura of. he's sure he is IT#coincidentally duke happens to be the only bat jason doesn't recognize (and vice versa)#meanwhile cass is gonna be the one shadowing red hood which at this point he doesn't kill that much since he has his rules verymuch enforce#he does kill tho#so at some point they're gonna clash but at the start of the investigation no#let them be siblings your honor#big sis cass and her little brother 6'4 jay#and tim finally is gonna be the one to smoothly get himself in the conversation with cryptid roommate civilian danny fenton#genius dumbasses protection club#their first meeting is of course arranged but no less meet cute coffee shop au#anyways jason wants to know why the fuck hes got a bat tagging along with him so out of the blue and also why can't he fucking chase her of#cass is curious about how the red hood's mood constantly changes within her range yet he never attacks her despite his hurt-longing-anger#the boy who doesn't make noise fucking screeches when she sneaks up to him#and duke fucking brings his hands to block the chernobyl reject glow stick sun that's stands next to tim#while tim looks like his whole system is rebooting cause that's jason todd#dp x dc#danny phantom#jason todd
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Is this courtship?
Danny is going to Gotham for his scholarship.
Good news! There's another halfa in the city, and he seems to be a good guy. Bad news: the nearest path to his university is through that halfta's haunt. He could take the long way around, but the costs would be more than his budget can handle, and he'd like to avoid dealing with a pissed-off Red Hood.
Hopefully the offerings will be enough to sate his annoyance (and help maybe, god that man has the most malnourished core he's ever seen).
Meanwhile, Jason is getting incredibly confused over the strange gift baskets that keep appearing on his patrol routes.
#dc x dp#dp x dc crossover#dc#dcu#jason todd#danny phantom#danny fenton#meet cute#dead on main#or not idk#its up to you#hc Crime Alley loves Hood#they give him stuff alot#so jason doesn't suspect the random gift baskets on rooftops#but it get weird seeing the same basket everywhere#woven basket with green ghost patterned cloth#its cute but it gave off a funky feeling#food is hella nice tho#slow burn#like defrosting a turkey#danny: glad that he hasnt offended the other halfta#jason: *getting some weird but not bad vibes everytime danny goes through Crime Alley* this is fine#batfam: half happy that jason is getting courted(?) half worry bc this admirer keep finding where jason is#diabolichare#is this courtship
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Another Prompt cause I'm bored
Jason Todd just wanted his meet-cute, eventual sexy time to happen to him.
So yeah, it started out as a meet-cute at a bookstore. Blondie, the barbarian, she is... accidentally destroyed a copy of his Jane Austen 'Mansfield Park.'
The guy.. this amazing dilf of a dad, all tall and lanky, built like a swimmer with dark black hair and these pretty ice blue eyes that seem to glow in the right lighting.
His kids were hilarious. Dante, a little violent bean and Ellen, a little gremlin who loves pranks, they both call their dad; mom.
Call him, step-dad, please. Anyways... what Jay thought would be a cute happily ever after... only to find out it's a meet-cute family filled with zombies, ghosts, and ghouls.
This isn't a Pride and Prejudice. This is a Pride, Prejudice, and fucking Zombies!
A/n: please for the love of unholy, don't repost or comment any inappropriate. That's a fast way to get blocked by me.
#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp#jason todd x danny fenton#i want a full on horror story#starts cute#but definitely full on horror after being cute#like Jason is scared for his life but the guy is hot#de aged ellie#de aged dan
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Prompt 274
You know what is fun? Baby Ghost Jason. You know what could be even more fun? Ghosts are Dragons.Â
Jason? Aware of none of this.Â
He was on comms, yâknow listening and rolling his eyes at Dickwing, who used his real name, really Dick, he mocks. Itâs just a stakeout, nothing new there, honestly boring when he could be blowing something up instead. It should have just been a stakeout.Â
Yet thereâs something suddenly there, something behind him. Something that causes his hair to stand on end and his comms to spark into static like some sort of horror movie. Something, something with clawed hands with corpse-pale skin tipped in black, stained or dead or something else, tilting his head up and up and up as heâs frozen.Â
âA child, out here? Alone?â a voice crackles, hisses, hums, and purrs, somehow all at once, unnatural in its tone. He canât move, he needs to move, he has to move, but itâs like the space around him has gone cold and dead, like heâs stuck in the Pits once more as claws hold his head and his vision blurs. âSleep, child. Rest- weâll be home soon.âÂ
#DCxDP#DPxDC#Prompts#Ghosts are Dragons#Halfa Jason#Not Ghost King Danny#Ancient of Space Danny#Jason: If I just got kidnapped by fae because Dick said my name Iâm going to riot#Halfas have human-ish forms#Danny has four arms like Pandora & floating horns like Frostbite & same scale patterns as Clockwork#Heâs cooing over the little Star Core Jason#Jordan & Ellie: Oh a new sibling? You give us sibling to tease? Yessss gooood#Pariah looking down at this scrap of a teen now forced into dragon form for his health: Ah yes another grandson#Jason has no clue whatâs going on heâs very overwhelmed right now#Danny was not the one to nab Jason but itâs his child now look how cute#sun core dan#moon core ellie#space core danny#star core jason#a lil celestial body flock of dragons <3#Jason is like a chonky amphiptere-esque dragon#long serpentine with feathered wings but also has legs#six chubby catterpillar-esque ones and long curved talons
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Dpx Dc AU: Ectoplasm is required for Ghosts to be visible to the human eye- And Danny creates his own ectoplasm.
Danny is visiting Jazz in Gotham and its weird how friendly everyone is. Like, the city gets a really bad rapport, everywhere he goes there is someone trying to strike up a conversation or answer his questions about getting around to the tourist spots. A few people even pointed out restaurants and ways to find off the beaten path gems! Jazz seems to role her eyes at him, but when he brings up her 'roommate' being kind of cute she flat out laughs.
Danny then comes to understand the Jazz doesn't have a roommate and that Ghosts in Gotham don't move far from their haunts- He's just been inadvertently turning these undead folks visible by accident of generating abnormal amounts of ectoplasm.
Which, is comforting in a way, he's never walking this dangerous city alone and really, most of the ghosts have been really friendly! They disappear once he's a few blocks away from them anyway.
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Tim Drake is having a horrible day.
He'd been given intel that one of Black Mask's guys was going to snitch but that he'd died before given the opportunity to reach out to the GCPD. He tracks down the guy's last know whereabouts and yikes. Its next to the Theater. Tim was often grateful for his childhood obsessions, this time it backfired.
Tim and Bruce get into an argument about trust and respect and, worst of all, mental health. And even though Tim was vehemently against Batman accompanying Red Robin to the alleyway - that's exactly what happens.
They arrive and Bruce is closing up faster than a clam in the contaminated Gotham Bay- Clearly being in the Alley bothers him. No fucking shit. RR gets started on collecting evidence, there are a few extra blood splatters and a single left shoe... When a kid walks into the Alley.
"Uh, sorry to intrude-" The kid looks scared shitless, and runs away. And then, all of a sudden, Batman and Robin aren't alone in the Alley.
Tim can hardly believe his eyes as the dead man appears and quickly blabs Black Mask's bank passwords and what the plan had been- and While he's over joyed to have that closure, he turns around to Batman weeping in the arms of his parents.
The ghosts fade, and the emotions are certainly charged as this was never something Bruce or Tim would have ever dreamed of happening. Ghosts in Gotham. Talking, floating, granting closure.
"RR, Bats, come in." Oracle calls into their ears.
"Reporting in, but, uh, we need a minute."
"A minute? We have a case on 4th and-"
"O, we just saw the ghosts of the Waynes. It's going to be a minute."
"...Lots of Ghost reports lately then. Any chance you saw a kid looking like he could be adopted?"
"Yeah, actually, black hair and blue eyes. He was super polite before he ran away."
"We have work to do. Oracle, lets prioritize finding our person of interest and divert Nightwing and Robin to the case on 4th." Batman cut between them on the comms and he sounded... calmer than either of them anticipated.
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Jazz is no longer laughing when Batman appears at her door explaining that he's looking for Danny (Who already flew away from town to get a good night's sleep before class on Monday). Turns out Danny reunited the man with his dead parents just briefly- and then the second guy appears and mentions how Danny had also given a guy who'd been murdered by a Mob enough time to explain the ongoing threats the city faced.
Jazz just rolls her eyes and says that it's not like the ghosts are going anywhere anytime soon and Danny will visit in another month. When pressed, she just explains that her brother is a weirdo. No of course he doesn't have powers. Gaslight and Girlbosses her way out.
And Jazz thinks that the game is up for at least another month, obviously when Danny visits more shit will stir up, but then this new guy appears.
Unlike the other Bats who are keen on watching her from a distance, the Red Hood knocks on her door. Are her eyebrows all the way into her hairline when Red Hood asks her to send his thanks along to Danny because somehow this whole situation led to his Dad expressing remorse for his actions and apologizing? Yes, yes they are.
But Jazz can smell Dissertation Data off of these vigilantes- Who is she to send them away? Jazz welcomes Red Hood into her place for a cup of tea and a small chat.
The story then devolves into Jazz getting shit done, Danny being cute by proximity and also bringing ghosts to the party, and the Bats having trauma resolve between them.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#dc x dp#dp x dc#danny phantom#dc crossover#dp crossover#long post#danny can make ghosts appear like they do in amity but only for a short while and when in proximity to him#its not apparent in amity because the ghosts are just like that there#Danny just having a good time#Danny having zero brain cells about this whole thing and neither he nor jazz will offer explanations#they're just like 'gotham has ghosts. its not like he put them there'#Bruce getting into therapy because his dead parents said they were proud of him and he didnt know how to handle that#bruce having to turn this energy around somehow and seeing jason - my boy i love you so much and im so sorry and im so proud of you#heres the thing i dont know how i made it anger management ship at the end but i sure as fuck did.#jason is at a lack of words at bruce's confessions of pride and love but is also about to be a BAT about this and track down info#info in the form of a cute girl#oh yeah she has a brother#uh well#he has brothers too- this is fine#someone write this fic pls n thx u
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Halloween prompts year 2 day 10
Danny groaned, blearily raising his head from the nest of blankets and pillows he had made in his apartment. He had smelled something strange.
Something strong enough to wake him from his sleep. Danny got up and stumbled to the front door, cursing his luck for getting a fever so soon into his interdimentional road trip.
Peering out of his open doorway he saw a little kid shivering in the cold, badly hidden behind two trash cans in the mouth of an alley. Danny didn't think twice. In fact he didn't think at all. It wasn't uncommon for an Omega to smell a child who didn't have the scent of another Omega on them and immediately claim that child as thier own, and seeing as his home dimension had exclusively Omegas...let's just say there's a lot of drama in family court and a lot of laws pertaining to this.
So of course the next thing Danny knows is that the kid was bundled up inside his very soft and comfy makeshift nest before Danny passed out.
For the next week Danny had this mysterious fever and he acted like a parent on autopilot, barely conscious as he instinctually cared for the little boy. He made them food and cut them up into tiny bits to feed his baby and if it was handfoods like pizza rolls or sandwich triangles, Danny would hold him in his arms and rock his back and forth, humming softly as his child ate.
Eventually his heat ended (note that omegas from his world don't have heats, they don't have alphas and so they don't even know what a heat is) and Danny was very surprised he has a child in his house. But he and the baby are very emotionally attached to one another. When Danny asked what the little kids name was (and man this kid was little) the kid stared at him in the way little kids do before muttering the world "Clone" followed by what sounded suspiciously like a serial number.
Danny decided, nah. His kid now. Sucks to be the bioparent cause Danny doesn't wanna share.
Somewhere in the city, the bats were freaking out. They had raided a lab and discovered not only had one of them been cloned, but the clone had escaped and no one knew where it was. Cue panicked parental frenzy.
#halloween prompts#dpxdc#omegaverse#cause i love to torment you#which bat is the bio parent of the cute little baby and what will they do to try to see thier kid#i keep imagining damian with his katana demanding Danny to hand over Graysons child#or Jason staring listlessly at Danny having a happy upbeat convo with the baby of his hip as he shops at the grocery store#or tim trying to figure out how to 1. tell bernard/Kon/whoever hes dating he has a kid now and 2. how to get close to said kid when the#other parent wants to maul him if he gets too close#also consider if that track down the kid to rhe nest and nearly get mauled#maybe the bio parent can get into the nest sfely due to dannys lizard brain thinking: this is my child. this is thier child. we share a#child. therefore we must be mates. and just lets them in and rubs his sent glands all over the bat before wrapping them in nest#the bats also treat danny like a bioweapon or a walking pheromone bomb and are guarding the perimeter of the building
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DP x DC: Puppy Love
Waiting for my friend in the emergency room(theyâre fine, weâll not fine obviously but not actively dying) so might as well write on my phone
So if there are two things Iâm adamant about itâs that Alfred should still be alive and that DC SHOULD GIVE JASON BACK HIS DOG
For those poor souls that do not know, Jason had a dog name, and this is 100% true, Dog. Jason is canonically bad at naming things so he named his dog Dog. And the storyline between him and her is actually really touching. He rescued her from a dog fighting ring where she was used to bait dogs. Jason earned her trust showed her kindness and she loves him for it and it makes me emotional. GIVE JASON BACK HIS DOG YOU MONSTERS
Sheâs not dead just got written out by giving her to someone, but still, that man loves and pampers Dog, gave her an engraved nameplate and everything
But consider Cujo, the ghost of a dog being trained to be a guard dog, put to death long before his time wanting the thing that made him happy in life: his toy. Danny finds him, bonds with him and helps him get back the thing he loves most, and Cujo loves Danny for it.
A story as old as time, a boy and his dog, or in Dannyâs case a boy and his ghost dog.
So imagine this: Danny moved to Gotham with Cujo and things are going great, except for one thing.
Cujo has a little crush
Now normally this wouldnât be a problem, but Cujo is a ghost. Aka he can walk through walls. So when Cujo wants to visit his lady friend, he just bolts right through the wall, and leads Danny on a merry chase.
Meanwhile Jason is confused to come home to his penthouse only to find Dog cuddled up with a smaller green dog that isnât Beast Boy. The other dog is friendly and gets along with Dog, but itâs driving him crazy wondering how he got in without tripping an alarm. Then thereâs a knock on the door
Jason opens the door to find an out of breath guy about his age with black hair, blue eyes and windswept hair that might have been intentional if it hadnât been for a few leaves stuck in it.
And thatâs how Jason met Danny
Cut to this happening a few more times and then turns into organizing little âdatesâ for their dogs and the while falling slowly in love with each other romcom style
Thatâs right, this has been a romcom about two dog owners falling in love because their dogs are literally obsessed with each other
Bonus: Danny giving Cujo âthe Talkâ
Danny, wagging his finger: Donât make a rosemaryâs baby, understand?
Cujo: Bark
Danny: ... good.
#danny phantom#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc prompt#writing prompt#dpxdc#Jasonâs Dog#Dog named Dog#dead on main#I just want a cute Danny and Jason plot about them falling in love while organizing doggy play dates#which turn into unintentional double dates#donât you tell me Jason wouldnât set up a lady and the tramp moment for them#serving Dog and Cujo a plate of dog safe spaghetti and meatballs#meanwhile Danny who canât cook out on a fake mustache and is playing music for them#and Jason just looking up from the two dogs eating by candlelight and seeing how the light flickers across Dannyâs face#and realizing he wants to kiss this ridiculous man
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