#tim: theres SOMETHING HAPPENING. i havent slept in days

[periswirl]

DP×DC Prompt

Love the idea of Danny being a horror movie child.

Like he somehow ends up with a non-supernatural DC family, be it the Kent's or the Batfam, and kind of just....is vaguely unsettling at first.

He stares into dark corners laughs at jokes only he hears. Tells random people things no one else should know.

And, used to weird, his new family let's it slide. Then they start seeing things. His shadow is bigger than it should be. Multiple eyes appear in the dark, watching them. Whispers fill the halls at night.

It's driving some crazy as they can SWEAR that when Danny gets mad they hear the screams of the damned.

Meanwhile Danny is chilling with his bodygaurd Fright Knight and is happy to have visits from his former rogues who make sure to check in on him as he's going through a rough patch in his life and, as a young ghost, is very susceptible to drastic changes.

[bloggerspam]

Tim, as usual, is the last one up in the Manor.

Something is wrong, but he just can’t figure out what. Steph says that the “vibe is all off” and Cass seems inclined to agree with her, but that isn’t enough.

He feels the frustration bubble up.

Something is off, vibes or whatever, and Tim doesn’t know how to fix it. He heaves a heavy sigh, and makes his way up back to the Manor.

He’s getting nowhere anyway, and he needs more coffee. Alfred has forbidden a coffee maker in the Cave, and it’s moments like these that he is abhorrently mad about it.

He’s just made it into the hallway outside the library when he hears it. The whispers.

He freezes, straining his ears. Is someone else awake?

But no, he stands there and the whispers don’t get any more coherent—it sounds like gibberish, like radio static.

He looks around, tries to step closer to the sound, and the dark feels oppressive.

His steps are soft, feather-light, and his body feels tense. The whispers get louder, but he still doesn’t understand them.

They come from behind, now, and he whirls around but nothing is there.

The whispers get louder and louder but he can’t grasp the words—he’s looking around and it feels darker, it feels—was the hallway always this small?

The whispers aren’t whispers anymore, but he can’t call them anything else. There are screams, he thinks. Crying.

The static gets painful, only a handful of words stick out, but he still can’t—he doesn’t—what are they saying?

He leans on the wall, fumbles, the hallway is so cramped—he pushes and pushes and the walls get tighter, he moves forward, the only space to go.

The whispers are deafening him, he can’t think—and he stumbles around the corner.

“Tim?”  He falls to his hands and knees, and the sudden silence is so loud. His own breaths pound at his skull, and he sits there heart beating like a taiko drum.

He looks up. Danny is standing in the middle of the hallway, facing the corner opposite of Tim for some reason. He’s turned his head towards Tim, but he was clearly looking up.

“Wh—” Tim tries to regain his breath, to act normal, looking around and finding nothing. Just the dark.

“Tim? Didya trip on something?” Danny asks, making his way over. Tim looks behind him, but sees nothing.

“Y-yeah. Yeah, I think..I think I stumbled.” Tim says, absentmindedly. It’s hard to be scared when Danny is so solid in the dark.

“Jason wasn’t lying when he said you gotta be tucked in, huh? I thought he was jokin’ but I guess you won’t sleep otherwise.” Danny chuckles as he helps Tim up. Danny is warm and the floor feels steadier. He breathes a little easier.

“Maybe…Maybe you’re right.” Tim says, patting Danny on the hand in thanks.

 Danny smiles, soft like lantern light, and guides him to bed.

DP×DC Prompt

Love the idea of Danny being a horror movie child.

Like he somehow ends up with a non-supernatural DC family, be it the Kent's or the Batfam, and kind of just....is vaguely unsettling at first.

He stares into dark corners laughs at jokes only he hears. Tells random people things no one else should know.

And, used to weird, his new family let's it slide. Then they start seeing things. His shadow is bigger than it should be. Multiple eyes appear in the dark, watching them. Whispers fill the halls at night.

It's driving some crazy as they can SWEAR that when Danny gets mad they hear the screams of the damned.

Meanwhile Danny is chilling with his bodygaurd Fright Knight and is happy to have visits from his former rogues who make sure to check in on him as he's going through a rough patch in his life and, as a young ghost, is very susceptible to drastic changes.