#literal badger danny

[vladdyissues]

What would Vlad do if Danny accidentally got turned into an actual badger?

The user 穴熊 (Anaguma, aka Badger) on Pixiv has drawn a supremely cute mock title card of Danny in just such a situation!

As for Vlad, I don't think he'd be in any hurry to change Danny back. He'd probably go full-on Badger Dad, green and yellow frilly apron and all, and simply relish giving Danny little therapeutic flea baths, combing his fur, trimming his claws, buying him all sorts of pet toys and fancy food and water dishes, and best of all—no smartass comments.

[a-selkie-abroad]

It's easy to forget your arch-nemesis needs a cane because of his chronic joint pain when he beats you to a pulp every other week...

[meow-b1tch-blog]

BADGER CEREAL

IS. NOT. POMPOUS. PEP.

STOP PUTTING IT IN THE SAME CATEGORY AS BADGER CEREAL

IT'S NOT BADGER CEREAL

SAY IT WITH ME

BADGER CEREAL IS FATHER/UNCLE-SON/NEPHEW DYNAMIC AKA NOT THE SAME AS POMPOUS PEP NOR WILL IT EVER BE

We're so fucking tired of explaining the differences yet nothing changes AT ALL. It's like you people WANT others to see your disgusting and pedophilic fantasy. That is a CHILD and a GROWN. ASS. MAN. People like y'all ruin literally everything in a fandom.

[vala-dreams]

✨Rewriting the Daniel Masters AU ✨

(a little less sleep deprived this time, here's the og sleep deprived post )

So the whole premise of this AU is that Vlad's main obsession was getting revenge on jack (in the og post I said it was family but I'm changing it a bit here) and a ghost's main job is to fulfill their obsession right? That's how they grow stronger, that's how they survive and even half ghosts are no different.

But let's just say that being half ghost does make your obsession have a little less control over you, which is why Vlad isn't straight up trying to kill Jack from the get go.

So Vlad just kidnaps toddler Danny

His whole plan was to kidnap Danny, turn hik into a halfa too and then raise him as his son and bask in Jack's sorrow– the only problem is that his portal isn't complete yet.

It takes exactly one year to complete the portal. By the end of it, Vlad and Danny have bonded a lot, with a lot of tired dad and chaos badger shenanigans to show for it. (And unbeknownst to him, his obsession slowly shifts from revenge to family)

And Vlad finds he can't go through with his plan anymore. Maybe it's because he genuinely cares for Danny. Maybe because he's learned to love Danny like a son. Maybe it's because he remembers what it was like when he was slowly inching towards death in a hospital ward.

Whatever the reason, he can't do it.

And so he doesn't.

Life moves on, Vlad and Danny grow together until Daniel's 14th birthday, when he finds a secret room in his basement and it all comes crashing down.

Turns out, Vlad never fully disabled the portal.

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@little-pondhead figured you'd be interested???

Damn I just reached max limit on the tags ;–; wdym I can't add more tags I need them

[dragonofthedepths]

Stray Nails 27.2.23

DP x DC. Danny, Vlad, Batman, Batfam.

One thing on top of another; a stubbed toe, a breakup with a girlfriend, a bad day, and the mugger who would've shot Bruce's parents goes home without ever entering that alley.

In a kinder world all this would mean is one less orphan in Gotham, two more billionaires who are genuinely invested in bettering the community around them.

Unfortunately, this is not a kinder world.

Clockwork is not allowed to fix the problem on his own, the chances of each individual apocalypse that Batman is supposed to help prevent even coming to pass are so low that the Observants are all but blind to them, and as such are refusing to take this seriously and have barred him from leaving Long Now to interfere. (They are not going to enjoy the coming years.)

So he throws Danny and Vlad into the dimension with orders to cause whatever chaos necessary to make sure Batman takes up his cowl.

Day (637/100) in my #∞daysofwriting @the-wip-project 27th of Feb

[triplefrontierbabe]

I’m in mourning.

[painted-fanbird]

The Time Between

Word Count: 676

Summary: Vlad mulls over what to do with Danny after he passes out upon defeating Pariah Dark.

Preview: What am I going to do with you, Little Badger? Vlad wondered as he floated through the Ghost Zone.

He considered taking Daniel all the way back to Wisconsin, then promptly dismissed the idea as quickly as it had come. No, that wouldn’t do. Daniel would wake up and start throwing blasts of ectoplasm around with no regard for the safety of himself, Vlad, or Vlad’s material possessions. Wisconsin wouldn’t do at all.

A/N: The fact that Vlad apparently carried Danny back to his house at the end of Reign Storm has been living literally rent free in my mind since I first watched that episode. I’ve gone feral and unhinged over the thought and in my mind that is the start of Vlad’s domestication arc, so I’ve written this as such XD

Everything that happened after is barely canon bc I feel fine and normal about how Vlad’s characterization was totally butchered :/

Vlad had been gloating, gloating, mere moments ago. Delighting in Daniel’s surprise as he locked Pariah in his tomb. It really was just chess, Daniel.

Then the boy’s eyes rolled back in his head and he slumped against the seat of the exo-skeleton.

Vlad deflated, the wind taken right out of his sails, taking half a step forward as his brows pushed together with a frown.

It almost wasn’t an odd reaction, all things considered, if Vlad wrote off the feeling as nothing more than disappointment that his formally captive audience was now unconscious. Which was what he was was doing. Because there was something else there, something that looked an awful lot like concern, or care, or maybe even a flash of something protective. Vlad ignored it. Daniel had scorned him, rejected him, and Vlad felt nothing but bitter anger about it.

Definitely nothing else.

He approached the suit.

Daniel was slumped against the seat cushions, the neural receptors already disengaged, and his face so devoid of color it would’ve made a ghost feel positively flushed, with dark circles under his eyes. Vlad pursed his lips. Daniel had over exerted himself, not without good reason mind you, but he’d knocked himself out all the same and someone was going to need to get him home.

Sighing, Vlad pushed the protective dome of the exo-skeleton up, tucking Daniel’s arms across his torso and lifting him easily to his chest. That someone to get him home might as well be him. It was the least he could do, considering Daniel had been ever so kind as to clean up his mess.

“Skulker,” Vlad said, turning towards the ghost who’d been standing so silently beside an equally quiet Fright Knight, he’d almost forgotten they were there. “Do take the suit back to my lab, I’d hate to see it fall back into the wrong hands.” Over his shoulder as he turned to leave he added; “And Fright Knight, I’ll be in touch.”

Skulker and Fright Knight, wisely, only nodded and did not comment on the decidedly gentle way Vlad cradled Daniel to his chest.

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What am I going to do with you, Little Badger? Vlad mused as he floated through the Ghost Zone.

He considered taking Daniel all the way back to Wisconsin, then promptly dismissed the idea as quickly as it had come. No, that wouldn’t do. Daniel would wake up and start throwing blasts of ectoplasm around with no regard for the safety of himself, Vlad, or Vlad’s material possessions. Wisconsin wouldn’t do at all.

He could just set Daniel down somewhere in Amity Park, and fire off blasts of ectoplasm like a flare until someone showed up to retrieve him. But… who knows who’d pick him up honestly, and the idea of malicious ghosts or ghost hunters who weren’t his parents getting their hands on him made Vlad’s heart seize in a weird way. He chose to chalk that up to not wanting anyone learning any more about half-ghosts than the “nothing” they currently did.

Vlad was pulled from his thoughts as he readjusted his grip on Daniel. The boy wasn’t heavy, but he wasn’t exactly light either, ghost fighting built muscle whether you wanted it too or not, and Daniel fought a lot of ghosts. He let out a soft sigh, barely more than a deeper breath, really, and curled into Vlad’s chest.

A side effect of his fire core, Vlad thought idly, he put off more heat than the average living person. He was a veritable walking furnace, and to an unconscious teenager who was probably struggling to regulate his own body temperature thanks to his exhaustion, it probably felt downright magical.

Vlad chose to completely ignore what that thought made him feel, and instead heaved a long sigh.

Home. He needed to take the boy home. All the way home.

Maddie is going to love me for this, Vlad thought. Once more choosing ignore the way the thought of getting his arch-nemesis back safely to his room placated something in his chest.

[ikiprian]

Ghost Kitchen (brought to you by criminal entrepreneur, Red Hood)

Danny’s got the easiest job in Gotham.

He works as a fry cook at a shoddily-run, independent burger joint. Hardly anyone comes in, despite prices being criminally low, and portions insanely large, and while the manager looks like the average tough-as-nails ex-con, he lets Danny mess around in the kitchen whenever the place is empty. (Which is often. This place has to be the city’s hidden gem or something!)

Mr. Manager’s the only one ever there with Danny, except for sometimes when his buddies come over to smoke and play cards. Danny would find it shady, except part of his job is not to ask questions. Literally, he was told during the interview.

(It was a weird interview. Why would they need to hire someone who’s been in a gunfight before? Like, he has, but Gotham’s idea of “hirable qualities” is so bizarre.)

So instead he whips up some killer burgers with the frozen ingredients, and basks in the praise as the guys tell him he shouldn’t have, he does too much for this joint, ain’t that friendly!

Now, Danny’s a chef on the newer side. As a teen he’d preferred the look of Nasty Burger over anything with Michelin stars, and he only really took up cooking after Jazz moved out for college. But just like ecto-exposure used to turn the groceries sentient, Danny’s low-level ecto signature imbues all his food with something historically haunted Gothamites just love! And Danny’s never been one to half-ass a job when it makes people happy.

With fresher produce, real meat, Danny’s sure he can take his dishes to the next level. It takes a couple months of badgering, but his manager finally agrees to contact the mysterious store owner, who keeps the place going, despite profits Danny knows have to be in the red.

Danny spends the morning prepping. He pours his heart into his food, eager to impress. The big boss will be here soon, and he wants to prove that despite the dangerous location, this place has real potential!

It isn’t until the Red Hood shows up that Danny realizes he’s been working for a money laundering scheme.

[clockwayswrites]

Both Ways at Once Part 3

wc: 1565, Masterpost

Danny wanted to pace. He wanted to work out the energy and anger burning under his skin by moving. But he couldn’t— he wouldn’t. Red Hood still had a grip on his sleeve and Danny wouldn’t take that grounding point from the other, not when it seemed to help the man so much. Not when Danny knew how bad the separation from one’s haunt hurt.

The touch was also grounding him, Danny could admit that much. He knew that his powers were getting away from him. He knew they were seeping in that way that they did these days, bleeding out and warping pieces of the reality around him. It was more than he wanted to show the Justice League, but he couldn’t keep it all inside. He was spiraling.

Danny took a deep breath and tried to focus.

“It’s alright, Red Hood. You don’t need to stand guard in front of me. They won’t hurt me,” Danny said. At least he hoped they wouldn’t try.

“You are a threat to them.”

Danny shook his head. He could be, of course, but he wouldn’t be. “I’m not.”

Red Hood turned his head, just slightly. Even without seeing the other’s eyes, Danny felt he was being watched. “You didn’t do things their way. That means you’re a threat. They eliminate threats.”

Danny bristled. Not at being called a threat, but because of the picture that painted about Red Hood’s captivity.

“Perhaps we should all have a seat,” Wonder Woman suggested as she took a seat sat the table herself.

Everyone else hesitated a moment, but Danny nudged Red Hood towards a seat and took one across the table from the heroes himself. He held back a sigh as Red Hood chose to stand behind him instead, one gloved hand rested on Danny’s shoulder. It was an improvement, at least.

Batman took the seat to the right of Wonder Woman, and Superman the right of him. They clearly framed the man. John very clearly put himself in the middle of the two groups— both literally and figuratively. Uneven odds, but Danny had faced worse.

“I need the whole story, Constantine,” Danny said, not waiting for one of the others to take charge. His hands were gripped white knuckled together where they rested on the table. He couldn’t keep the thread of anger out of his tone, but he reigned it in as best as possible. “Because from my point of view, I walked in on you all torturing Red Hood in a way that could very well kill him.”

“We don’t kill,” Superman said, puffing up with his pointed words.

Danny stared at him for a long moment before he glanced up at Red Hood. “Is that the way of theirs you went against? The one that made you a threat?”

The hand on his shoulder tightened subtly.

“He’s a murderer,” Superman said, leaning forward as if imparting something important. “He beheaded people to make a point.”

“I’m sorry,” Danny said, crinkling his brows up purposefully in confusion. “Did I ask you anything?”

While Superman looked like he’d sucked on a lemon, Danny turned to Constantine. He knew the shadows were growing around him, lengthening, and he let them this time. “I need the whole story. Now, John.”

John glanced from Danny to the others, cigarette turning restlessly in his fingers. Whatever he saw in the big three, it was enough and he slumped heavily back into is seat. The sigh he heaved was full bodied and he just looked weary suddenly. “Justice League asked me to check something out in Gotham. Which is…”

Danny nodded and motioned for him to go on. Gotham was a cursed city of pretty notorious reputation in the magical community. In general, people of any real power stayed away unless they were up to something very dark. The only ways to operate in Gotham as a proper magic user was to be supported by Gotham’s curses or be supported by Gotham herself, and her favor was rare to earn.

“So I recruited the vigilante known as Red Hood. Not… exactly the one behind you,” John said, motioning with his cigarette. “And by recruited I mean badgered him until I promised to play errand boy for a few things.”

“…and yet you claim you didn’t know he’s a protector spirit?” Danny asked sharply, the words almost hissing with his rage.

“Pomp,” John leaned forward, spreading his hands over the table top. The cigarette barely stayed between his fingers. “I swear to you, in full weight, that I didn’t. Other Red Hood was alive. He reeked of death, but all the Bats do. You do. I went to him since he uses magic, abet dubiously, and is…” John shot a glance at Batman before grimacing. He continued anyways. “He’s a sodding Son of Gotham, alright? His presence at my side let me work in the city.”

Danny sucked in a breath through his teeth. Well fuck.

“How angry is Gotham?”

John shrugged. “That’s… complicated, Pomp. Let me finish the damn story?”

Double fuck. Danny leaned back in his chair and tried to unclench his hands.

“So we go and find the problem,” John continued. “Which of course…”

“Cult.”

“Cult. What else in Gotham, right mate? We fight, Red Hood comes in handy, but then the head fucker shows some serious skills— or paid for some serious skills at least. They go on this rant about undoing what made one what they are today, motioning with this staff. I can only think that it was meant to get rid of how I got my powers, but Red Hood shoves me out of the way and takes the blast to the chest instead. There’s a cloud of magic because the whole cult is showy bastards and when it clears, there’s this Red Hood standing there and also his civilian ID, or at least a version of him. Looks a might bit smaller, mind you.”

“Okay, sure, right,” Danny said. He could feel the headache coming on. “So we’ve got the vigilante and then… who he would have been if he’d never been a vigilante?”

Danny swore Batman shifted at that.

Batman never shifted.

Danny was about to call him out when Wonder Woman cleared her throat and leaned forward. She rested a deceptively delicate hand on Batman’s arm. “No, before he was Red Hood, he was a Robin.”

“What it changed,” Red Hood explained, voice rough even for the modulation, “Is if we died. I still did. I feel it. I’m the Robin that died.”

Even Batman didn’t manage to hide his flinch at that.

Triple fuck.

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AN: Surprisingly, Danny hasn't gone off yet! And we're starting to get more answers! Kinda? Somewhat. Now I wonder what that other version is doing...

Stay delightful, darlings!

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[flamingpudding]

I now have ideas for Klarion is like Robin au

Batman was caught trying to make a contingency plan for Vlad after Tim said that he was like Ra al Ghul

Something happened were Dr. Fate need the help of Vlad and Klarion but all of them right now are and they're civilian identities so they can't help all but one

Cowboy Lassie

So Vlad takes the JLD puts Red Robin he's there to help cuz they need to get Nanda Parbat

Where are the Justice Dark League get to see Lassie in her cowgirl attire I'm talking standard western shirts boots jeans cowboy hat sunglasses I'm talking country

Along with the large horse made out of Lazarus pit be the biggest hater ever to her father as she literally explains that she hates him so much that she started a cult just to hate him

Vlad was just begging for her to help the only reason she does is cuz he brought up her ma

Dan was too busy to help because of the fact he's the head of the theater committee and had about it Danny has incredibly important meeting that he couldn't leave no matter what

And the rest of his kids definitely not going to help him

I should start feeling sorry for Vlad but this AU is just to funny to do so...

Good I love your ideas!

Also sorry if this is not up to how I usually write, I am kind of stuck in a bit of a writers block again thanks to my work....

Anyway! Here we go!

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Red Robin, aka Tim, wasn't entirely sure how to go about this at first. Dr Fate had come by saying something about a threat for which they needed the help of 'Chaos' for a change and ranting about how 'Balance' was ignoring him currently because of something that apparently had happened a little while after their last encounter. Now normally this probably wouldn't be to much of a hurdle, if he hadn't tried to be a bit of a smart ass.

Because when he had heard about it Tim in the disguise of paying Dukes school a visit hat looked for Dan Master-Nightingale. Because obviously that was Klarion or rather the current Klarion and the 'Chaos' that could help them out, right? Yeah right...

Before Tim could even approach the other boy the teen had turned around sharply and glared with red eyes at him like he had personally offended him. Which he didn't by the way. Tim was pretty sure he hadn't insulted Klarion errr Dan recently.

"Screw off I got something to do here if we want the next school festival to be a hit. Tell you precious 'Order' to F off unless he apologises to Mom."

That had thrown Tim off a while lot. Because one, that meant Klarion knew who he was behind the Mask too and two, that brat was not going to be helpful or civil with him even out of masks. Not like any of the Klarions every had been but the current one definitely was the rudest among them. But that also meant no help from this agent of 'Chaos'.

Of course Tim wasn't one of the bats and birds for nothing. Bruce had contingency plans for Vlad since he had mentioned his suspicion of the man being like Ra's, so Tim when with the next possible option. If Dr. Fate meant with 'Balance' the Ghost King then they had a way of contacting them. Well not directly them but a contact that could, so he grabbed one of the plans, or part of it at least, and paid a certain millionaire a visit, as Red Robin of course.

It had taken a bit of back and forth, slight arguing in which the man was apparently very insistent in pointing out the time. Which fair it was close to midnight but it was important! In the end Tim had gotten the man to agree to lend them some help but after a phone call that apparently ended with the one on the other side hanging up on Masters themselves the man gave him a peeved look.

"We will have to change plans. Little Badger is not available at the moment and the other kids won't take my calls."

Tim didn't like the sound of that, not because of what Masters sort said about changing plans but the way he used the term 'Little Badger'. For now he would file that back into the back of his mind as his attention went to a map Masters pulled out and spread across his table. The man pointed at a specific place and Tim wanted to face palm. Because of course that man had more connection than just that questionable one between him, the Ghost King and the Klarions.

Masters was pointing at Nanda Parbat.

Good Bruce was going to love this. NOT.

So here he was now Red Robin, dragging a civilian Millionaire and a couple of the Justice League Dark members through the halls of Nanda Parbat as the man directed him where to go while dodging Assassins. For a brief moment he wondered why he hadn't dragged one of his siblings along before he remembered that at least two of them would be grating his nerves even thinner and Batman was busy helping the rest of the JLD containing whatever threat Dr. Fate found until he got the additional help.

A part of him was cursing as he dragged Masters by the cuff of his suit, (who the hell wears a suit when going into an Assassin cult base?!?!), to pull him out of harms way of another trained killer ready to strike the man down. Funnily enough these people all ignored Red Robins presence, like their leader didn't have a sick obsession with him and focused their strikes solely on Masters. That was good and bad, mostly bad but surprisingly the man was somewhat nimble for a civilian. Or there was even more to Masters than they were aware of which Tim also filed way into the back of his mind.

In the end after more or less fighting through half the hide out Masters lead him to a room, that oh great wonder who had thought it, contain the good damn Lazarus Pits! Red Robin wanted to hit that millionaire right now. He wasn't sure how the others present were taking this but he slowly was having enough of that Man.

Red Robin was really contemplating making good on his impulsive thought as a girl in full on cowboy style rose from the Pit waters.

They all, but Masters, blinked at her sudden and dramatic appearance. Masters took a step forward apparently wanting to speak to the girl and Tim only half heartedly because of his sense as hero tried to stop the man.

"Are you done with your cult nonsense, dear little Lassie?"

Red Robin in that moment felt a shiver go down his back when he saw the glare the girl directed at Vlad Masters as well as the room becoming several degrees colder. Mentally, this too, Tim filed back for later.

"No." Red Robin blinked under his mask as the girl snapped with her fingers and the Pit waters around her swirled a green horse appearing out of no where matching her style and he gaped even more the girl unapologetically pointed at Masers who apparently for once got a hint about dodging and ran away as the horse began chasing him.

A part of Red Robin felt like he had to do something to stop this and he caught one of the JLD members with them attempting to step in but the horse completely ignored them. The girl catching his look only waved them off dismissively. "Don't bother. Let Larus have some fun with him, before I sent the entire League after him again for stepping into my turf."

"Isn't Ra's Al Ghul...." He trailed off a little unsure how to proceed here.

"Oh he is sort of the Leader of my merry band of followers of hatred." Red Robin was about to speak again but didn't get a chance as the girl started to ramble on about the logistics of hating someone so much that you raise a cult just for that and the cult just so happens to still have a goal of its own but also are brainwashed to attack on side whenever Vlad Master is involved.

No Red Robin wasn't getting worried. Some of these statements definitely weren't worrying. That the League of Assassins originally was cult to hate just one man in particular was not a shocking revelation. Nor that the Lazarus Pits apparently were alive and also had a hate for Masters. Nor that this girl, Lassie apparently also was a daughter of the Ghost King. And it was definitely not worrying that she apologised for what her cult had done to her family and asked that maybe his older brother should see Vlad Master anytime soon.

Okay everything about that was worrying.

But for now they needed help with a bigger problem. But Red Robin did make a note of breaking back in into Nanda Parbat to have a enlightening talk with Lassie at a later time.

Thankfully after having listened to her rand and mentioning the Ghost King to the girl she did agree to help them. So original goal reached... but several new questions acquired...

[ailithnight]

Aheem... prompt from @regonold

16 Hours

Danny remembers the first time something shorted out his powers. Vlad with his stupid Plasmius Maximus thing. Well, 'remembers'. Mostly he remembers the aftermath.

Apparently Vlad hadn't known at the time exactly how Danny ended up half ghost. He thought it had been a slower progression like his own development. It hadn't occurred to him that Danny's original death had been much quicker.

Danny remembers a short, light shock. Really, the spector deflector was worse. But this shock... suddenly his muscles were seizing, his heart stuttering, his Lichtenbergs burning. And then, nothing. A blank space in Danny's head that apparently spanned 3 hours.

Next thing he knows, they're in some kind of vehicle. There are sirens outside (a police escort, Danny would later learn). His mom is driving like her life depends on it. And Vlad is giving him chest compressions, looking grieved and panic striken. He's crying. They both are.

"Please tell me you didn't have to kiss me." His voice comes out pained and raspy. Mom almost crashes the vehicle.

"No, Little Badger. Thankfully, you kept breathing. Just your heart that was struggling." Vlad chuckled, guilty yet relieved.

It was another hour before they made it to the nearest hospital from the stupid hunting cabin. 6 more for all the stupid medical tests. "An accident," Vlad told them. "Small shock, but with an already weak heart..."

Any other time, Danny might have argued. Tried to make Vlad admit more guilt. But the whole ordeal had exhausted him to much to care then.

The second time was marginally better. At least with the Fenton Crammer, it was a steady loss. And Danny managed to fix it before his healing factor fully failed. It still hadn't been pleasant, fighting Skulker and dealing with Dash while phantom echoes of his death arced across his body. But he'd managed.

This. This is so much worse. Danny thought it would be like the Crammer again. A steady decline. But it isn't.

And it isn't like the Maximus either, a one then done, pain then nothing, dying then dead, moment.

No. This is more like the blood blossoms. This is torture. This is hell.

The suppression cuffs let just enough of his power bleed through, just enough healing factor, to keep him alive. Alive and in agony for... hours? Days? Weeks? Minutes? Danny couldn't really tell. His thoughts had long since turned to nothing but static and pain. All he knew was that time was passing around him while he was here, suffering on the absolute brink of death yet unable to embrace it.

Oh god he wanted to die. Please just let him die already! It's too much. A death that should only last a few seconds drug out into an eternity. His muscles ached with the strain of being locked up. His insides were broiling from the electric heat. His heart stuttered and stopped and started and stuttered. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts!

He might have been screaming. He might have been Wailing. Or he might he been choking on weak uneven breaths. Danny didn't know. Didn't care to know. Didn't care if he ever found out the details of his time in chains. He just wanted, no needed, it to end. But it just dragged on and on and on. And Danny was lost in it.

Too far gone to even realize when it ended.

.

Batman hadn't been there when the new meta appeared, quite literally materializing from nowhere in the conference room mid-meeting. He had been dealing with a mass Arkham breakout at the time. So he wasn't there. An unfortunate fact which will haunt him for the rest of his life and possibly beyond.

He should have been there. If he had only been there...

He didn't blame his team mates. They didn't know. Who would have guessed that simple power suppression cuffs could ever be an instrument of torture. He'd never considered it possible.

He didn't blame his team mates. How could he blame them? Batman wasn't even the one to connect the dots. Red Robin figured it out. He always was good at stringing together thoughts know one else would think to connect.

Red Robin asked the right questions. He figured out in 5 minutes what the rest of the league and the best doctors -not technically- on earth had been agonizing over for 16 hours.

16 hours too long.

He should have been here. Should have come sooner.

"Don't know, B!" Flash had met him at the Zetas, already rambling at top speed before he could reorient himself after teleportation. Everyone else had gone home, unable to help and needing to tend to their own cities and responsibilities.

"He just- He appeared out of nowhere while we were in meeting. Didn't trip any alarms or nothing. Just popped up. We figured it had to be teleportation, but he'd have to know where the Watchtower was to do that.

So we figured, you know, random kid teleporting into the Watchtower during a Justice League meeting. Not good. Big threat. Bats would tell us to detain. So we did.

But before we could get him to a holding cell, there was this flash of light and he changed or something. He had white hair and green eyes and some sort of jumpsuit on when he appeared.

But after the light he had black hair and a t-shirt and jeans and I actually didn't see his eyes cause he just collapsed on the spot.

Started convulsing or seizing or something. And screaming. God, B, the screaming... So we took him to medbay and...

He's dying B. He has to be. He's got a fever that keeps spiking and dropping, his muscles keep spasming, and his heart keeps giving out...

He looks 14. He looks like..."

Flash had trailed off there, as they reached medbay. Bruce understood his reluctance to complete that sentence as soon as he saw the boy.

He looks like a Robin.

Like all 4 of his sons combined.

Like someone mixed Dick's and Jason's faces and put it on Tim's body at Damian's age.

It can't even be a trick. The suppression cuffs are nullifying his abilities. This is what he truly looks like.

His sons.

In pain.

In agony for 16 hours because Batman prioritized Gotham over an emergency on the Watchtower.

"When exactly did you say he collapsed."

"When we were moving him to a holding cell after we caught him. He was a trick to catch too. He-"

Red Robin cut him off. "Yeah, sure. But when exactly did this start. What happened immediately before?"

Flash was less then pleased about being interrupted, but acquiesced after a look from Batman. Tim had an idea. Tim was on to something. "Like I said, just after we caught him and got the cuffs on so he'd stop slipping away again."

Bruce couldn't keep the growl out of his voice one he realized what Tim was suggesting. Of course he knows it wasn't their fault. He's told all of them as much since. But in the moment...

"Take them off!"

"What?"

"It's the cuffs! Take the damn cuffs off! They're killing him!"

Flash wasted no more time, bolting out of the room to fetch the disabler. Tim didn't bother waiting for the fastest man alive. He had the cuffs disabled before Flash would have been able to swipe his access card into the detainment center storage room. Bruce practically threw the cuffs out of the room in his haste to get them away.

The change had been... not nearly as quick as Bruce would have liked. The heartrate settled out almost instantly, although into something a bit too slow for comfort. But it was steady and Bruce knew nothing about this kid's normal physiology so he counted it a win.

The screaming, of course, had long since choked off. According to Flash's report, his vocal cords failed after about an hour. But his facial expressions still indicated consciousness, though not awareness.

The muscles stopped spasming and unlocked slowly over the course of several minutes. Flash was back by then, looking a bit put out to have lost a race against Red Robin. Batman could not give a single flying fuck about Flash's ego right then.

Shortly after his muscles unlocking was when he finally passed out. Once more, Batman thought about 16 hours. 16 hours and he hadn't even been able to slip into unconsciousness for relief. He should have been here.

The fever was the slowest to break. In that it still hadn't broken almost 2 hours later. Batman had sent Tim and Flash home after Red Robin finished squeezing all the details he could out of Barry. Tim had given him a look before leaving, some mixture of worry and mischief. "Should I tell Agent A to prepare a room?" Bruce just rolled his eyes and shooed him off. Hopefully to bed. Knowing his son, probably not. Tim was most likely still up doing research. Bruce wanted to call Alfred to wrangle Tim to sleep.

But calling Alfred would mean leaving the room so the still potentially a threat meta couldn't hear if he woke up. And Bruce couldn't leave him. Not until the fever broke. Not until he woke up. Not until he knew the boy that looked like his sons would be okay.

Not until he could apologize for being late.

16 hours.

16 hours too late.

[astonmartinii]

could you make something about seb or Daniel with pregnant reader !!!

ric number three | daniel ricciardo social media au

pairing: daniel ricciardo x pregnant!reader

in which in his time off ric number three is introduced to the world, much to the surprise of everyone else

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[caption: god these people are insufferable]

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user57 so admin also misses danny ric as much as us

user90 admin saw danny was trending after scotty's story and knew they had to take advantage

maxverstappen1 so we're all here cause we miss daniel?

user12 max is just like us for real

user5 i don't want to be delusional but i hope daniel and y/n are pregnant

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user44 I'VE PRAYED FOR TIMES LIKE THIS

user31 did daniel bring a new nephew?

user30 he was defo with a kid but i don't think he has any new nephews ?

maxverstappen1 reunited and it feels so good 😊

user10 someone tell me that's not danny's kid ???

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danielricciardo: i'm back ... and ric 3 has a whole new meaning! y/n has given me the biggest honour in the world of being a father to our son joey maximilian ricciardo, she was unbelievably brave the entire time, i am so in awe of her xx

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maxverstappen1 CONGRATULATIONS !!!! i can't wait to meet my god son and i'm so touched that you decided to name him after me xx

landonorris congrats you two !! (max isn't lying he's been crying all morning)

maxverstappen1 don't bully me !! i had to keep it to myself for so long and it all came out at once

danielricciardo awwww maxy, he can't wait to see you tomorrow

christianhorner congratulations daniel and y/n, can't wait to meet the little one xx - christian, geri and the kids

user31 only daniel would name his kid after a baby kangaroo and max verstappen

yourusername can't let daniel take the fall here, yes joey is an awful pun from us but also a play on dan's dad's name, and max is basically our overgrown kid so it was only fair

charles_leclerc omg congrats, there's a ferrari overall waiting for him in the garage

yourusername sorry sharl but joey is red bull through and through

maxverstappen1 TAKE THAT

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user19 oh my god joey is so cute

maxverstappen1 my lucky charm

danielricciardo you win every race but joey will take it

redbullracing can we have you guys every weekend?

christianhorner was lovely seeing you all

schecoperez junior wants another play date asap

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user46 BEST NEWS EVER

maxverstappen1 maxiel reunion and joey in the garage every weekend - christmas came early

danielricciardo can't wait to get back into it !!

redbullracing we ❤️ the honey badger

yourusername ricciardos on tour - proud of you honey

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yourusername you're the best thing to ever happen to me

danielricciardo no you're the best thing to ever happen to me

maxverstappen1 why didn't you include any pictures of your 25 year old son?

yourusername sorry maxy, i'll make double turkey sandwiches next race

maxverstappen1 thank yewwww

user11 i love how they don't even deny max being their kid now

landonorris what are the odds joey can come chill with uncle lando at mclaren this weekend

danielricciardo no can do buddy, you'll be coming to us, joey is precious cargo

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danielricciardo: best way to end the first half of the season 🏆 and no better feeling than my wife and baby joey being there to cheer me on all the way xx

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user99 danny ric is well and truly back omg

yourusername congrats darling, we're so proud of you

danielricciardo i love you both so so much

redbullracing let's go honey badger 💪

maxverstappen1 joey is my new favourite podium partner

danielricciardo aye don't forget about the original

user40 this family is the cutest thing in the world

note: thanks for the request, hope this was the kinda thing you were looking for <3

[shepherdsheart]

City Spirit

DpxDc prompt

Vlad had grown tired of the young Badgers games, if the boy would not listen! Comply! Fine then, Vlad would take the hint then, but if the boy wouldn’t join him he would just have to remove the boy.

It had taken months of planning and scheming but he had finally figured out how to permanently rid himself of the thorn in his side called Phantom or better yet Danny.

Sure it took some persuasion and quite a bit of money but with the help of an old crooked spell caster Vlad had set up the perfect trap. He would finally be rid of the boy leaving him to rid of the boys father and be the comforting arms Maddie would turn to when Jack was finally gone. It was perfect really.

Now here he was face to face with the young halfa as the first step of his plan was set in motion.

A wicked grin ripped across his face as he held the blue blazing core towards the young halfa causing a snarl to rip from the boy.

“Now, now young Daniel. That’s now way to act, you might cause me to drop this precious little thing.” He grinned as he dropped the core only to catch it a moment later.

The panic in the little badgers eyes was so delightful it sent chills up his spine. There was no way the boy would attack with the risk of damaging the core that he held in his hands.

“Give her back! She has nothing to do with this!”

“Ohh but that’s where your wrong little badger, she has everything to do with this.” With that Vlad fled and of course the boy took the bait. He gave chase hot on Vlads tail as they picked up speed.

The chase was probably faster than Vlad or Phantom had ever gone and it was thrilling. To bad this would be phantoms last, after today Vlad would never have to deal with the boy again.

With the speed they were going it didn’t take but a few hours of chasing before the gloomy city of Gotham came in sight and Vlad belt the feeling of success swell in his chest as they flew over the city straight for an old clock tower.

Vlad easily turned intangible as he entered the tower and came to a stop against the back wall before turning to watch as the boy flew inside and stopped in the center, he’s chest heaving from the long and quick paced flight.

The boy was in the perfect position.

“Are you finally done with this pointless chase.” The boy growled as he moved closer like a cat ready to pounce on its prey.

“I am only just beginning little badger.” Vlad said as he helped the small core up causing the boy to stop in his tracks. “Now why don’t we land and talk this out, I’m certain you wouldn’t want anything to happen to little Dani now would you?”

“Don’t you dare! Do you realize what you’ve done! You’ve broken one of the realms biggest laws!”

“What they don’t know won’t hurt them now would it?” Vlad said as they began to float downward before both of there feet were planted on the ground.

Now that they were both firmly planted on the ground Vlad smiled. The second phase of the plan was active and everything was going swimmingly.

“Vlad please just give her back.”

“Ohh, begging now are we? That’s new even for you little badger.” Vlad said as he held the core close, “I quite like that, do it again!”

The boy visibly stiffened before he balled his fists and glared at Vlad, “pleas, don’t hurt her. I’m begging you give her back!” The boy practically sobbed.

Vlad grinned, ohh this was fantastic! Absolutely brilliant, he had the boy at the palm of his hand literally.

“I don’t think that was sincere, why don’t you beg some more. Show me just how far your willing to go! Beg on your knees, grovel before me and beg for her mercy!” He growled out as he gripped the core tightly causing a whining sound to come from the small orb in his hand.

The boy flinched and stared at him wide eyed before slowly he dropped to his knees. The look of hatred raged in the boys eyes as tears welled in them.

Who knew victory would be so thrilling!

With a cackle Vlad lived off before his grip tightened even more around the small core. Sadly a sacrifice must be made for the plan to work so no matter how much he enjoyed the boys begging he had to do what needed to be done.

He watched as the boys eyes widened in horror as the smallest of cracks appeared before it quickly grew in size and began to fracture across the whole of the core like lightning before finally it shattered.

A wail filled the air but it was to late, the deed had been done and the runes had activated. The whole clocktower lit up in neon green and the wail went unheard as the power from the spell overwhelmed the attack.

Vlad watched as green chains latched into the kneeling boy, his arms and legs restrained as well as his neck.

Vlad watched curiously as the old mage approached the boy who’s eyes now completely glowed green. The old coot placed his hand on the boys head before he began chanting in a language Vlad could not comprehend.

Immediately the boy began to wither in pain as green runes etched across his skin and his form began to change. No longer was there a 18 year old kneeling before the mage but a small boy with white hair.

Phantom was no more but in his place was a young city spirit, bound to the city Gotham and as such his form would represent the city itself.

Vlad didn’t think he would change so much. Phantom or Gotham was a small child of 8 to 10 years old with soft white hair that had flecks of black and deep green eyes, his tan skin etched in runes and his death scars, the linchenburg scars on his left arm traveling up to his heart and neck now glowed an eerie green.

Then there was the change in clothes, His face was covered completely in a mask only leaving the boys eyes and the bridge of his nose visibly. Then there was the rest of him so much line one of the bats little Robins but the armor was black and grey without any insignia in sight. His left arm and neck were the only parts of the boy left bare showing the deep glowing scars and his neck was etched in a dark runes that bound him to the city much like a collar.

Finally the glowing faded ad the boy collapsed as the chains faded into nothingness. The deed was done, the boy would never get in his way again. Sure he had to make the sacrifice but in truth it was worth it as he would have never been able to kill the boy so he had done the next best thing. He had trapped him.

Gotham was far from Amity, far away where he could no longer get in Vlad’s way.

“It’s been done, I’ll take my leave now.” The old mage said as he removed himself from Vlad’s sight.

Vlad landed and kneeled next to the unconscious boy. “How cute, it seems that the bats and birds influence the city far more than what I thought.” He grinned as he held the boys face in his hands.

It really was a shame Vlad couldn’t keep the boy as his own but this would do and maybe he could come back for him once he had Maddie at his side.

He grinned at the thought before he set the boy down. He had plans to make and a wife to take!

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(Late night ideas are always fun so I hope y’all enjoy.)

Should i keep going with this?

[laxxarian]

Danny was confused

I mean, Vlad literally outright says his plans right at Jack's ears as clear as crystal but Jack somehow manages to wishy washy away from his head but when the Fentons had to go to a gala at Wayne's manor, Jack was all aware and perceptive around Bruce.

Turns out, they both were relatives and Jack didn't seem to like Bruce. Jack just could smell the "fakeness" around Bruce. But I guess it's because Vlad would actually slip his tongue and be honest, his voice and the way he acts, Jack didn't feel off when he is with Vlad.

But with Bruce? Naw.

Danny looks at Bruce and he seemed nice, a bit *weird* around here and there but he was still nice. But then again, he can't trust billionaires and just as Danny felt that untrusting vibe, he heard a disgusting voice coming from behind him.

"My, oh my, if it isn't the Little Badger?"

Danny narrowed his eyes, disgust was all over his face, "Vlad." he replied with venom.

And that's cue on Jack to wrap his arm around Vlad's neck and starts talking to him cheerfully just so he could get away from Bruce.

To Vlad's dismay, he went along with Jack. And to Danny's dismay, Bruce started a conversation with him. Then to Jazz's wondrous night, her and Maddie were outside to take a breather so Danny was all alone and unguarded and stuck with Bruce Wayne, introducing himself and his ward, [pick ur choice].

.......…

Btw, I also wanted for Clockwork to show up, saving Danny but that's just too much lelelelellel.

[pucksandpower]

Daniel Ricciardo x wife!Reader - Instagram AU

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yournamericciardo “hey danny, where did all of our tangerines go?”

“no idea”

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danielricciardo i ate them after

yournamericciardo don’t play with your food

danielricciardo what about with you?

landonorris mom and dad are flirting again

redbullracing who says training can’t be fun?

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maxverstappen1 i’m printing this out and framing it for my driver’s room

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danielricciardo you’re sleeping on the couch

yourusername worth it

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danielricciardo baby honey badger coming soon

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michaelitaliano the paddock isn’t ready

maxverstappen1 can’t wait to be their favorite uncle

landonorris i think you’re confusing yourself with me

redbullracing we’re so excited!

f1 congratulations!

ricfan3 omgggggg

rbfan12 he’s gonna be a dad 😭

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yournamericciardo our hearts are so full

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danielricciardo mini me

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yournamericciardo time needs to slow down

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yourbrother i can’t believe how fast he’s grown

danielricciardo maybe it’s time for another one?

yournamericciardo have your people call my people

ilovef1 i can’t they’re too cute

rbfan2 literally the cutest

[supermaks]

Daniel was so right when he said "Max is Max" cause with literally everything he does I'm just like 'yeah that's max'

Danny ric casually put out one of the most fundamental pieces of characterization of all time and I say that without a hint of irony or jest also .. last year they were asked what type of animal max wud be ((just . So safe. Such a safe normal question)! and Daniel says ‘honey lion’ ((? 👍🏽)) and max laughs and says ‘I feel sorry for the badger’ . Like he’s . Like the lion fucked the honey badger (((😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐)) and the offspring is Max. ((WHAT)) Brother u cud not water board a logical explanation for that 1 out of me. Like there’s just something going on wid these 2 that transcends rpf