#m. dani

[winterstarfall]

[pxtricor]

Dani Garcia by Alexander Courtman

[anonymous-existences]

Chapter 7: Arkham Creeping with Dan Pt.1

Here with Another Chapter for the Day :33 well, this is my second chapter for today but it depends on WHO'S reading anyways <333

Enjoy pookies~

[Dan Phantom is Chill Until someone Hurts his Baby Brother or Baby Sister]

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Dante held Danny's hand gently, worry filling his formerly stoic face.

He felt small subtle tears roll down his cheeks as Frostbite, the Large Yeti Doctor examine the little Ghost Prince.

"Will he be alright?" Dante asks Frostbite with a gentle voice. Frostbite merely nods and smiles, "The Great One will be quite alright, it's fair to say that he's handled worse but both his human self and ghost core are back to it's normal compatibility but I suggest letting his body and core rest for the time being." Frostbite the yeti said with a gentle reassuring smile as he pats Dante's Shoulder.

"I, Frostbite of the Far Frozen, Promise with all my core, that the young great one will be fine Dante. As his Core resonates with the coldness of our Habitat it'll help him even further if he rests here." Frostbite said and Dante nods. Vlad taps Dante's Shoulder, "We need to go back and let Daniel have some space to rest big Badger." He says gently.

"Right...." Dante muttered and stood up, Ellie jumping up to Dante with hands high and Dante Carrying her in his arms. Ellie was also worried, Danny was in so much pain although everything stemmed mostly from his memories the Fear Toxin also tried to fight it off but that made Danny's body hurt.

Dante kisses her forehead and they pressed it with each other before Dante looked one last time at Danny's Unconscious Body and left with Vlad. Vlad simply pats his back as they headed back to Gotham through a Portal Dante had made.

"Dante, if you need me for consolation or anything you have me on Speed Dial. I don't consider you 3 as my children for nothing... Remember that." Vlad says with a gentle father-like tone. Something that Dante isn't used to but he's fine with it, Dante nods and watches Ellie and Vlad drive off back to Vlad's Mansion leaving Dante by his and Danny's apartment.

It's a good thing that Vlad respects their decisions to not live in a fancy apartment or the mansion. Dante went to Danny's bedroom and sat by his bed, Dante let the tears flood out and roll down his cheeks, his sobs probably echoed in the room blaming himself for not being able to protect Danny at that time.

Blaming himself that he couldn't predict that Good Ol' Clockwork would do something like this for the 'best timeline', it made Dante both Furious and Sorrowed. He clutched his hands into a fist and grit his teeth lividly. He was going to take revenge on the person who made his brother suffer. He was going to kill them in the most gruesome way and use his servants in the ghost zone to torture them for life once he acquired their soul in his clasp.

And that Victim will be Jonathan Crane. The Scarecrow.

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Dante walked out of his apartment building with his usual Cap and Mask but now he's carrying another Full Face Mask Resembling... A Badger. [ How Neat. ]

Dante decided he would take out some of his anger to a criminal for tonight and trespassed back in crime alley waiting for something to happen as he smoked a single cigarette.

Danny didn't like it when he smoked but now he'll only do it if Danny is never around, he does not want to be a bad influence to his baby brother and baby sister. He breathes out a whiff of smoke.

He glances to his side and from far off he saw Red Hood, Arms Crossed and staring at him. "You're back. Why are you here this time?" Red Hood asked curiously. "I need to vent out my anger on a shitty person tonight." Dante answered bluntly as he puffs out another cloud of smoke.

"Ugh, I hate that smell." Red Hood huffs as he waved off the smoke of the cigarette, it made Dante chuckle amusingly. "Never smoked before?" Dante asked curiously, "Actually, I quit when I was younger, gotta take care of these lungs yk." Red Hood Muses back and both of them chuckle.

Dante likes that they get along quite well it made Dante smile under his mask. "Care to tell me, why exactly are you doing beating up criminals in my turf?" Red Hood leans on the wall beside Dante. "Highest Crime, Called Crime Alley, do I need to list everything?" Dante answered, Red Hood thought for a moment before answering "...Touche".

Dante gave Red Hood a Biscuit he had saved for Ellie but forgot to give. "So why broody?" Hood asked him as he turns up his mask just half his face exposed. "Someone hurt my Baby Brother, I'm contemplating whether to kill them or torture them." Dante answered Bluntly. "... That's a crime yk, the bats won't be too happy about Murder Cases. Who even hurt your baby brother then?" Red Hood are the biscuits slowly, now wondering who the fuck made them cuz these are delicious.

"Scarecrow, My baby brother got caught up in his attack. He suffered from memories of the past we both never wanted to remember again..." Dante clutches his Cigarette. "Well Fuck, is he okay now? How old was he?" Hood was baffled but curiousity got the best of him and he kept asking.

"Doc says he's gonna be fine... He's... 13 and turning 14 in the next few months." Dante lit another cigarette. "I say do what you wanna do, I don't give a fuck as long as it's not my business and honestly, he deserves it." Hood chuckles as he ate all the biscuits, "Who made these? These are heavenly delicious!".

"I did, thank you for liking them." Dante chuckled and smiled, Red Hood flinched and Dante swears he saw his cheeks heat up but he doesn't pay it any mind and groans as he stands back up straight.

"You should start a bakery" Red Hood teases him, "I'd totally buy everything." Red Hood ate the rest of the cookies in the small packet.

Dante smiled softly " I already work as barista and it's only a hobby so no. Anyways I'm off Hood, you made my anger go away. Thanks for amusing this Feral Mind of Mine." Dante walked off and waved at Red Hood as he does so. "I'll see you soon again." Dante pulls out a card and swiped it that it flew right in Hood's hand which took him aback as he stepped Backwards in awe.

"Damn! What's this?" Hood asks from afar and Dante turns his head to Look at Hood with a wide ear to ear grin, too unnatural to be a human one. "My Number. Have fun with it~" Dante teases as he chuckled and put his Mask back, eventually turning to a corner and disappearing out of nowhere like Hood remembers the first time they met.

▂[𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐃𝐚𝐲, 𝐒𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟗, 𝟖:𝟎𝟎 𝐀𝐌]▂

Dante groans as he wakes up from his dreadful sleep, he looks at the time in his phone and goes to kitchen to make coffee..

He notices Red Hood has Texted Him. Nice.

He decides to reply later and instead look at the messages Ellie has sent him.

𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐞𝐧 [𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐩𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝]

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 : 𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐢𝐧.

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫:𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡? 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐤 𝐮𝐫 10 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐭.

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞

𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞.𝐩𝐧𝐠

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫:𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐮𝐦??? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬??

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞:𝐓𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐮𝐡.

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐡: 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐞𝐜𝐡, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 8 𝐚𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧/𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦??

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐄𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭:𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐄?!? 𝐔𝐠𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑!!

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫: 𝐎𝐡 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐌 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐌 𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐈𝐓 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍!!

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞: 𝐈 𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐁𝐮𝐡-𝐁𝐲𝐞.

𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐡:𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲, 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰. 𝐘𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄.

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫:𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐚.

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐡:𝐈𝐦 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝.

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫: 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐞.

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐄𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭: 𝐂𝐨𝐩𝐞.

𝐁𝐢𝐠𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐁𝐚𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐡: 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐑

𝐏𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐨𝐡 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭

𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐄𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐋𝐨𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭

.·:*¨༺ ༻¨*:·.

Dante chuckled to himself amusingly as he got ready for work whilst examining the Blueprint of Arkham Asylum. It is honestly surprising that they even got this confidential information within a day. Determined kids are terrifying to say the least.

He planned to infiltrate Arkham Asylum at night and it would have been the easiest part. The not so easy part is finding scarecrow's cell in that giant building, but thanks to Ellie and Tucker he now knows. He hides his evil unnatural grin behind his facemask as he worked in the Cafe as Normal.

'Oh how I miss the taste of Blood.' He mutters to himself.

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[whatwooshkai]

Final stretch! 25 please!!

"Why do you guys all look so different?" Frankie asks, hands on her hips as she stares at the family photo.

Cody shrugs. "That's just how siblings look."

"No," Frankie says, crossing her arms. "It's not. Siblings look like each other. Siblings don't each have a different eye color!"

"That's-" Cody's shoulders rise to his ears. He feels oddly defensive about this, but his siblings are all his siblings! "That doesn't make us not siblings!"

"That's not what I'm saying," Frankie says gently, and her hands go back on her hips. "I'm saying I think at least three of you are adopted."

"I'm not adopted," Cody snaps.

"I think you're the only one who isn't," Frankie replies, cool and calm despite Cody's aggression. "Remember that time you got turned into an adult? You looked exactly like him! Everyone else, though..." she trails off with an abstract gesture of her hands, and Cody takes a second to consider her point.

She's... she's kind of right. He really looks nothing like his siblings. None of them even have blond hair!

Cody taps his fingers together. "You might have a point," he concedes. "I'll ask my dad."

"Good." Frankie grins and punches his shoulder. "Make sure to tell me what he says, okay?"

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"Is Kade adopted?"

"Am I what?"

Cody decides to pop the question at dinner, just in case his dad tries to dodge it. After a little more talking with Frankie, they'd decided the best way to frame it would be to ask if Kade's adopted, what with the flaming red hair and all.

Graham briefly chokes on his food and Dani starts laughing, but Dad puts his fork down and sighs.

"Oh, I figured this would come up eventually," he mutters, while Kade is spluttering. Dad slaps Graham on the back, who's hacking up a lung now.

"I'm not adopted," Kade finally settles on, seeming more offended than anything. "Dad, tell him I'm not adopted."

"None of you are adopted," Dad assures him, then addresses the table. "But even if you were, that wouldn't make you any less of a part of this family."

"Then why do we all look so different?" Cody asks.

"Well..." his dad taps the tips of his fingers together. "You all have different moms."

"Knew it," Graham mutters, but Dani's jaw nearly hits the floor.

"Really?" she asks, then starts rapidly pointing between her and Kade. "We don't-?"

"No." Dad sighs heavily. "But you're all my kids."

"Now that that's out of the way," Kade says loudly, dropping his chin into his hand, "I've been meaning to ask this for ages. Are there any more of us?"

"No!" Dad snaps, clearly offended. "My own children think so little of me," he drawls, actual annoyance melting into a teasing tone. "Do you really think your own father a-" he stops suddenly, gaze drifting to Cody. "A- uh... would I lie to you?"

"Yes!" Dani pipes up, crossing her arms. "I thought Kade and I were full-blooded siblings this whole time and you never bothered to correct me?"

Dad shrugs. "You never asked. I didn't want to upset you. Which I clearly have."

Dani splutters again, then sinks back into her seat, muttering.

"I've always had a hunch," Graham says, voice still a little hoarse. "Like, look at us. There's no way."

"I do find it funny, sort of," Dad hums, picking up his fork again. "All these kids and only one of you ended up looking like me. Although," he says, nodding towards Kade, "to this day, I still have no idea where that hair of yours came from."

"Maybe you are adopted," Dani teases, and Kade kicks her chair out from under her.

Cody settles back into this chair and goes back to eating while his siblings argue.

It feels nice to know that even though he knows the truth now, nothing's really changed at all.

[austinbutlermischief]

[exasperatedsportsfan]

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HELP!!! Natalie holding up four fingers 🤣🤣🤣🤣 we keep winning this week

[daenerys-daario]

A storm is coming. If not tonight, upon the morrow.

[polterrrgeist]

An art trade :0

[sermna]

A break from the case 🌌💋

Uncropped version here (NSFW)

[broken-balance-baby]

IF YOU LOOK LIKE ANY OF THESE DM ME

[winterstarfall]

DANI IS HOME AND SAFE AND ALIVE AND WILL BE WATCHING STAR TREK WITH HER GRANDBABY NOTHING ELSE MATTERS

[yuno-karei]

Gay gay homosexual gay

Not for the faint of heart but it's a different meaning for Alina

[pxtricor]

Dani Garcia by Alexander Courtman

[lunaefall]

Please be nice about shipping preferences! Reblog appreciated for sample size. (Had to redo to add one more ship).

[whatwooshkai]

hey!!! could i request a 6 for the smoke and mirrors ask game? or really whatever number hasn't been requested yet lol

No one knows how it started. No one ever does.

And yet, here they are, listening to Heatwave and Chase argue about something petty again.

"Ooh, trouble in paradise," Blades croons, letting his helm loll over the back of the couch. "Mom and Dad are fighting again."

Boulder heaves a full frame sigh from next to him.

Heatwave and Chase have long since shorted out their universal translators, as they can't handle the amount of words being spit out at once, now the humans are watching on in a mix of confusion and fascination.

But it's not like Blades can really understand it either. Both Heatwave and Chase have really thick regional accents that tend to come out in full force when they fight, and they start slipping back into their mother languages the further and further they get into it.

The problem is, neither of them speak the other's.

"What are they arguing about?" Cody hazards to ask, wandering up to the couch. "They stopped speaking English a while ago."

"They never started," Blades mutters. "But I don't know. For Chase, I think he's speaking Iaconi, but I have no idea what Heatwave's speaking."

"They're speaking different languages?" Dani wanders over, putting her hands on her hips. "I thought you guys only had one language on Cybertron."

"I hope you realize how stupid that sounds," Blades drawls, and Dani at least has the decency to look a little embarrassed. "Of course we have different languages. We speak what the titans spoke."

"The titans?" Dani and Cody ask at the same time.

Blades sighs. "Boulder, you know more about this," he says, tapping the mech's shoulder. "Linguistics and shit. History."

The argument seems to be winding down, as Heatwave is taking deep vents and is clearly waiting for Chase to stop calmly speaking in a language he doesn't understand.

Boulder perks up almost immediately. "Hold on," they say, beginning to pull datapads from their subspace. "Let me pull up stuff on the titans. It really is incredibly interesting, there's a great article in here about language and how if it's instinctual only to sparks from hot spots or learned, and the difference between language code between cold constructs, forged mechs, and those who's sparks were born of bonds-"

Dani's gone visibly pale while Cody has absolutely lit up, immediately peppering Boulder with questions.

Blades sighs and turns back to the TV. With all that taken care of, he can finally get back to his game.

[austinbutlermischief]