#villian danny au

[stealingyourbones]

Danny is the ghost king. He gets tortured by the GIW and escapes. It has changed his mind on a lot of things. One of those is his thoughts on multidimensional war. Earth must be destroyed. There is no hope for humanity.

During his capture, he dies. He becomes a full ghost. His obsession of protection only extends to his fellow undead. The rest must die.

[blueboybot]

I want a fic where Danny is adopted but not by the JL but a villain. BUT! It is a very minor villain to the point where people are absolutely gobsmacked when he calls the villain dad, like everyone just stops what they're doing and watches the interaction. Bonus points if they find out that Danny is an absolute powerhouse monster and wonder what entity away from God's light did they fuck to have him.

"That's your son?"

"Yes."

"The glowing white haired teen?"

"Yes."

"The same glowing white haired teen that just froze a star and then ate it?..."

"Yes! And?"

"THE FUCK YOU MEAN "AND?", HE JUST ATE A STAR!!"

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Danny in a less than human form: *screeching*

"Scream all you want but you still have school tomorrow and you're going."

Danny: *leaves taking the cold and weirdness with him*

"Sorry about that, he gets a bit cranky when he has to take a nap."

The rest of the villains in the meeting terrified: Oh...

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"It would much easier if you got your son to help with your task."

"Absolutely fucking not! He's not going to do ANY vigilante/villain bullshit if I have any say in it."

"You have the ultimate weapon at your side and you-"

"My son is blessing not a weapon, I advise you to NEVER speak about him like that ever again."

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Villain, threatening JL Hero: Tell your kid stay away from my son, he doesn't need any of that shit yall bring into his life.

JL Hero: What?

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Personally I like to imagine this somebody as Kite-Man but that's just me, use whoever yall like.

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

Danny held up a large sign from the background like a man at an airport as thier leader, Robin, gave his report to this "Justice League". The first sign said, "Help! I'm surrounded by daddy issues!" Earning a laugh from someone off camera. He then pulled the next card out from behind the first one.

"Can you send air fresheners? It smells like teen angst in here"

This one got a cackle from someone on the Justice League side of things. Score. No one here really wants to laugh. They're all edgelords and Danny is suffering. He didn't really want to be here, but things in Amity had ended in a way he never expected.

Both he and his parents had been arrested.

Not by his worlds government, mind you, but by the government of another Earth. This Earth that he was currently on to be more accurate. Who knew that so much of the stuff he and his parents had been doing was super illegal and wouldn't ya know it? He was in the middle of doing something really sketchy looking in his parents lab when the feds busted in.

Thankfully, the Justice League presented him with a deal: they take him out of Juvie and the reformation program he was in, and in return, he joins a team of former teen/child villains and anti-heros.

Figuring he had nothing to lose at this point he agreed.

He was not expecting to be surrounded by angry angsty teens. His fault really. He should have known better. Thankfully it seems like nobody knows about Phantom and he'd like to keep it that way.

Psaro was his calm in the storm. The other boy was proud and almost as arrogant as Robin, but he had been proven to be very kind and reliable. If Danny ever needed advice or if Robin was getting a bit too much, he could just knock of Psaros door.

The last time Robin had a fit and was starting a fight with someone, Mr. Pointy ears stepped up and told Robin that his outburst was undignified, especially for someone of a higher class like Robin seems to be presenting himself as. He also said something about there being a big difference between a king and a tyrant, but Danny had been trying to rush Robin's victim to the medway and didn't hear all of the convo.

Psaro was some kind of half demon prince who was also from another world. He didn't have a superhero name yet, but the program was brand new, and to be fair, Danny didn't officially have one either.

Some lady called Raven was supposed to be coming in to help Psaro and convince him to embrace his human half and help him with magic and...something about a curse? What did Danny get himself into???

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Danny saving Villians because he doesn’t want them as ghosts in his realm.

“I aint letting you bring that into my house nuh uh”

[danny-and-hisshadow]

Things I drew over time for Danny phantom

[coffeesleep-ooc]

WHAT IF OBSESSION MERGE

So, there’s the doodles DP SV au I kept imagining for ages

In here Luo Binghe would be the half ghost, his mom would work for the Shen family, and he would have a big fat crush on Shen Yuan, who insults his ghost persona bc he always gets away.

SY is a bit older and obsessed with ghosts and their biology, a ghost hunter but a bit more kind maybe, Ning Yingying would be his young sister and LBH’s bff, Shen Jiu could be the older brother, but he doesn’t appear much for now. Shang Qinghua is SY’s best (reluctantly) friend forever and fellow science nerd.

maybe LBH’s actual parents could be a ghost and a human…like in sv canon…but the portal accident awoke his powers? Who knows…

sadly I don’t think there would be a Plasmius per se, or if there was, it probably would be Lao Gongzhu and haha…I feel like that’s an insult to Vlad TAT but it fits -gets hit-

[blueflipflops]

Another short DP X DC prompt

Shared custody au and divorced energy Danny x Val with Ellie being a new member of yj and them meeting her parents seperately and together making different assumptions all together.

They thought Ellie is a child of a messy villian/hero union. Ellie doesn't correct this. Too busy laughing at the thought. The feral gremlin then FULLY leans to it. Calling hero Red Huntress mom and ghost menace Phantom dad then vaguely mentioning how hard it is when mom and dad fights. Doesn't help that they saw how Phantom and Red Huntress immediately drop their arguing whenever they think Ellie is looking and restarts fighting after sge turns her back.

D & V: *fighting, gun shots, explosions*

Ellie as Wraith: hey mom! Hey dad!

D&V: *drops fists and weapons* *smiles attentively* hi sweetie! How are you? Are those your friends? Are you having fun?

Ellie: Yeah! The yj is really fun little guys. Theyre nice!

D&V: oh thats nice sweetie!

Ellie: haha yeah *turns her back to YJ*

D&V: *immediately starts fighting again with even more gun shots, explosions*

Ellie to YJ: they're ok.

YJ: *seeing them fight behind her* what the fuck

When they had to summon the ghost king for help for something and Red Huntress stomped away and came back into the room angrily drawing a summoning circle with spray paint. She said the encantations before anyone can stop her and threw in her necklace with a ring on it. It glowed instantly and came the glorious intimidating ghost king.

Before Constantine could bullshit his way to a contract, Red Huntress aimed her plasma gun and shot at the king. JLD paled at that and tried to stop her but the king just instictively dodged.

"Valerie."

"Phantom."

"How is our Ellie doing?"

"Wouldn't you like to know, your highness."

*Cue divorced energy bickering*

What the fuck is going on with their vibes.

Meanwhile...

John: Wait, Phantom is the ghost king?!?! You married the ghost king?!?! Wraith is a realms princess?!?!

[blueboybot]

I'm Sorry, Can You Say That Again?

Had an idea for dpxdc fandom again 🤭. By the way nobody knows about Amity Park, the town just sorta appeared one day to outsiders.

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"I'm sorry can you say that again?"

The reporter's mic was up to his face and the cameras were rolling, who was Danny to stop the direction this was going now?

"Yeah so like I accidentally time travelled to the past and met some aliens. We got along really well if you know what I mean."

"Sir are you admiting that you travelled back in time and had sex with aliens?"

"Yup! I believe they were called kyrptonians or something, I even held their baby, he was the cutest thing ever. I believe his name was Kal-El."

"...Kryptonian as in the same species as Superman."

"Superwho?"

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

Over the years Tim had lead, taught and helped countless other teens come into thier powers and said teens looked at him like he hung the stars. They admired him greatly and wanted to do something to make thier mentor/big brother figure proud.

So when they found Tims soulmate they were absolutely ecstatic.

Yeah sure, the guy was the child of evil mad scientists and apparently the heir of a creepy fake vampire supervillian but they'd seen weirder couples in the hero community. They just needed to convince him to join the heros side!

Naturally they try to kidnap Danny and he has no idea whats going on other than a bunch of kids in superhero costumes are trying to abduct him. Between his powers as Phantom, that they seem to not know about (thank the ancients that ghosts don't show up well of pictures and that he started wearing a mask) and his own parents paranoid housebuilding techniques Danny escapes them easily.

Danny figured they would leave him alone eventually, right? If not he would have to call the cops for stalking and harassment.

If that didn't work he would just set all the house lazers to stun. Worst case scenario he might have to call the Justice League emergency line and yell at them to come get thier kids.

It would also be funny if he just kicked them out as Phantom

[theskit]

Stickers AU

Anyone linking here from the previous posts or wanting to use the links on this post to go back/forward to the other parts and not wanting to spoil the surprise stickers, after using the link, click on my blog name to go to the actual post, as direct linking takes away the readmore cut. I'll take this out and fix it if I can find out how. Sorry!

Part 6

《Prev Next》

Danny floated along as he caught his breath. Okay, so jump scaring the Red Hood *might* not have been the best plan he'd ever come up with, but man, was it funny!

It was getting kind of late, though. He should probably start making his way back to the hotel. Any more vigilante pranks would have to wait for another time. Good thing the conference was on a long weekend. He had one more night to try his luck before they left Monday afternoon for the drive back to Amity.

Pulling up the map on his phone, Danny started making his way back. Just over halfway there, he jolted to a stop, catching sight of a rippling back shadow. Batman's distinctive silhouette was marked briefly against a building wall before being almost lost again in the perpetual dimness of the city rooftops at night.

Well, well, well, looks like he might have the chance to bag all the bats and birds of Gotham in one night, leaving tomorrow to hunt down in Bludhaven for Nightwing.

Eeeeexcellent. Danny pulled himself straight in mid-air, steepling his fingers and druming them together in classic Evil Villian style, grinning in a manner that would have shown entirely too many teeth had he been visible.

Now, this would require *true* stealth if he wanted to both get a sticker onto Batman's utility belt, as well as help himself to a batarang or two. Because Ellie was right, there would be no greater souvenir from his time in Gotham than a batarang from *the* Batman himself.

Choosing a sticker and prepping it, Danny sidled up to where Batman was staring down at a building that was probably not as vacant as it looked if it called for that much concentration. All the better for him if Batman was distracted though.

Moving by inches, carefully controlling his breathing so as not to make a sound, Danny made it to Batman's side. Batman was... probably? right handed, most people were, so he was gunna make an educated guess that the sharp throwing objects would be on the left side of the belt.

Getting ready to make the grab and stick, Danny nearly jumped out of his skin as Batman moved his arm and draped his cape over the space where Danny was standing intangibly right next to him, in a gesture that seemed more ingrained habit than conscious thought.

O-KAY! Time to go before Batman had a chance to recognize that there was no one where he very obviously expected someone to be. Robin, maybe?

Thoughts to think another time! Moving with all the speed and precision he could muster while his heart was still attempting to leave the city without him, Danny swiped one hand through a series of belt pouches while the other oh-so-gently tapped a sticker to the front buckle.

Not even stopping to see what it was he'd swiped, Danny made a quick exit, stage left, do not pass go, do not collect $200.

Batman was jolted out of his concentration when he felt a nudge at his belt as his cape settled against his side once more. Whirling to the left, he scanned the rooftop but saw no one.

Which was entirely unexpected as his instincts were *sure* a small presence had been snug up to his side, like a young Dick or Tim when they got tired or a bit overwhelmed while on patrol and wanted to hide in his cape.

But neither Dick nor Tim, or even Damian (though Damian had never actually done so) was small or young enough to have done that in *years*.

A quick inspection found his belt pouches missing a handful of batarangs, some candy he kept on hand to help soothe distressed children, and the extra just-in-case comm unit. As well as the addition of a glowing sticker, much like the one currently decorating the batmobile, somehow placed on the buckle despite him neither seeing or hearing anything.

@mygood-bitch99 @stargazer-luna @easily-broken-by-emotion @dolfay @britcision @cyber-geist @is-this-even-relatable @alcorbearson @fisticuffsatapplebees @thegatorsgoose @my-mom-calls-me-rat @some-rotten-nest @crystalqueertea @meira-3919 @wandererofthestars @seraphinedemort

[rirupadg]

au where danny haunts the justice league. one day, green lantern is stuck on monitor duty (bored out of his mind) and he hears a kid giggling. there’s no one there. he’s mindly terrified but also he’s been a green lantern for a while and ‘ghost child laughter’ is not the weirdest thing ever so he shrugs and moves on. he forgets about it. next day, the flash is using the watchtower’s computer to find info on a rouge that’s bothering him. he’s been here for hours already, and is drinking coffee (with an insane amount of caffeine considering the speedster thing) to stay awake. barry goes to grab his cup, only to find it’s not there anymore. he looks up: his cup is floating a few meters above his head. when he blinks, its back to its original spot. he thinks its a hallucination and goes home to sleep it off. it goes on like that for a while. batman finds a granola bar taped to his utility belt (with a note telling him to go home) and assumes its one of his kids. superman gets a packet of information on his latest villian and assumes its batman (considering the info borders on stalking). wonder woman comes to the watchtower one day to find all her spare armor and weapons cleaned and shined. she thinks flash got really bored during monitor duty one day. and so on.

[strong-with-the-sarcasm]

Spillways of your soul

[Revenant!Jazz content to celebrate 300 followers!]

protect. danny. protect. danny.

around and around the same words spun in the cesspool of their brain, rotted, decayed as it was- they weren't alive-alive...not the same as the humans that they avoided, a itch at their skull- grey matter. (scratch scratch scratch) (too much and they'll lose their skull!) (who was they?) (words were hard.) bone teeth, sharp (bite and tear flesh) fangs, eye sockets brusied (should be empty) where human had hit. too slow to move. maybe had not enough to care. They did not care.

(who was they?) They were of former human skin and bone- ash and fire and green the colors left in death and shambles of corpse-hood. too many words in throat, pain in chest when speak. try not to with leftover language in grey matter.

They shambled along street after street, sun high and sun low- sun gone too. Moon was picky about light shed, but they could see well in shadow and murky ick. Got-ham, pricky, icky on their tongue, parted its shadows for them. Like friend.

(friend.) (they knew that word) (but that word hurt)

protect danny. danny was...danny? They had no other words for DANNY. no words they would use- not the ones they used the most.

(kill. dodge. aim. fire.) (BAT. hood. bird.) (threat. not-threat.) (dead. alive.)

shamble-shamble was what they did, fire metal into skin of threats to DaNNy, again. again kill threats as DANny human-shambled in a not-human skin.

(danny was dead. not-dead?) (scratch scratch scratch) dANny never human-shambled too close to them. they kept away. humans kept away from DANNY right?

they were not human-human though. only human shaped. did it count?

(scratch)

humans called them KILLER-MURDERER-hero. they could hear the words but did not understand- they were to protect DANNY.

KILLER-MURDERER stayed but they did notice the hero word fade away. they did not focus on it too much.

KIlleR-mUrDErER became ROGUE-VILLIAN-reaper.

loud, loud the words were- not too loud the firing metal did not drown them out. BAT called them reaper, no REAPER with anger and- they did not understand.

(not their name) (who were they to have a name?) (scratch scratch) decayed cesspool of a brain- REAPER was a word they did not understand but would answer to regardless. it was something that was theirs that was ALIVE and not rotten. or half-dead.

(scratch scratch scratch)

BAT was too shadow, too murk, too Got-ham for they to understand either. did that make them same? no. BAT was human-human. not just human-shaped. protect. danny. (scratch scratch goes the grey matter.)

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A/N: This is very much a drabble. A practice concept for a character with limited mental capacity in a paranormal setting with no way of defining themselves in a clear or concise manner. This is Jazz post-reanimation and pre-rogue massacre. She's just begun to place emphasis on certain "words" (people, places, things) and that's what I want to reflect in The Revenant AU. All capitalized words like "BAT" are meant to be Jazz placing emphasis on the word as important, but she doesn't know/understand why its important.

Danny's name being mixed up is also supposed to be important too. Jazz doesn't understand why danny is important, but down in her bones she knows, so her brain keeps trying to put importance on his name. Yes, this is full of mistakes for REASONS. (And also, its a drabble, not a full-fledged fic. I can cringe about it later, as in after its been read later.)

Thanks for reading!

[goodfish-bowl]

hmmm, procrastination at its finest.

There was a child in the Watchtower, an uncomfortably familiar child. A child who just happened to be dangerous enough to cause problems for each of them all on his own should choose to. Able to go head-to-head with each of them with his trained and inherited knowledge of each of their weaknesses, with a passionate hatred of anything 'superhuman' having been practically bottle-fed to him since birth. He could even take multiple of them on at the same time if had prepared for it. This was a child who had at least half a dozen of his own felonies under his belt, without even touching on the crimes he committed alongside his equally infamous parents. That child currently sat on the ground on the observation deck of the Watchtower, completely alone.

Superman couldn't help but wince, expecting to feel the drain of Kryptonite that he had begun to associate with any particular Fenton-brand problem. It didn't come. There was no weapons or traps that he could detect, no threats at all. It was an even harder punch to the gut when he heard the kid sniffle.

"Hey...uh... kid?" Clark tried hesitantly. He didn't know how to approach this problem as 'Superman'.

The Little Fenton turned to him, and Clark was met with puffy, red eyes of a startling blue color. It was the first time he'd actually seen the kid's eyes. They were usually hidden behind a pair of goggles that matched his parents. But now that Clark had noticed it, the kid was entirely out of uniform, just in a normal T-shirt and jeans. It was hard to believe that a kid so small was on the Justice League's "Highly Dangerous" List. He looked like any other kid Clark would find in the streets, hanging around downtown or in the malls.

"Superman," the kid... greeted. There was no usual hiss, or sneer, or growl, nothing malicious whatsoever. "You people help others, right? That's what you all do?" He asked.

Clark's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "We try," He responded honestly.

The kid looked at him, scanning him up and down like he hadn't studied all of Clark's biology numerous times. Clark felt he wasn't being looked at like a specimen like the times before, but rather as a person.

"Even people like me?"

Clark's mental processes stuttered. He didn't know what to think of that question. By all accounts, the Fenton Kid needed to be locked up at the very least. He was dangerous, warrents and everything. But he was also a kid.

Clark knew he wasn't the only one from the JL who had tried to convince the kid to give up his villainous lifestyle and separate him from his even more dangerous parents. Those fights were always the worst kind. The Fenton Parents would eventually show up to those, guns blazing much brighter with harsh accusations of the heroes trying to 'indoctrinate and harass' their precious child. It usually ended in injuries and a civilian death count.

But on his own, the Fenton Kid did not hurt people. He made a big fuss, with weapons, machines, and machinations all his own, causing more trouble for the heroes of the world than anything else. His type of danger was more heists and property damage than life-threatening and murder. He would give each of them a run for their money, but he never brought in hostages or intentionally threatened lives. Clark personally thought he was in it for the thrill of the fight. It was his parents who had the bloody track record, not their kid. The youngest Fenton never took part in that section of the Fenton's long list of crimes.

"If you asked for it," Clark decided was a good answer.

Clark looked over the kid, trying to find out what was wrong. His own heart practically stuttered in his chest when he heard it. The Little Fenton's heart was unbearably slow for any human. Clar didn't know what his heartbeat sounded like before, though that lined hazmat suit, but he was almost certain it hadn't sounded like that before. Clark had never heard a human heartbeat that slow, and see the person it belonged to still alive. The kid, at the very least, was a meta, the same kind of people his parents practically hunted for sport. He had been raised to hate them as well.

The kid met his eyes, terrified and pleading with the same look. Clark couldn't tell of who. "What should I do?"

Clark didn't know.

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There was a meeting, the long, angry kind full of different arguments and different members taking different sides. Danny, as Clark had finally learned the little Fenton's name, was kept in lockdown on the observation deck. Batman had wanted him moved to the high-security cells. Flash wanted him off the Watchtower altogether and sealed up tight into the deepest, most secure hole in this corner of the galaxy for some reason. Most of the others were on Clark's side, agreeing that the kid wasn't going to do anything anytime soon, and was more upset and scared than anything else. They didn't want to drive him away. That would be even worse. The Fenton kid was dangerous, and now he had an additional, unknown powerset on top of that.

"What is your particular vendetta against the boy anyways, Flash?" Wonder Woman finally asked, and Flash sputtered, throwing his arms around.

"He's dangerous! Like, really dangerous. World-ending kind of dangerous, even! I don't think he should be put down, but at least locked away before he has any time to figure out how to use his powers!" Flash attempted to explain. Clark could see the wheel turning in Bruce's head.

"The boy is a localized danger, not a world-ending one. Nothing suggests otherwise, Flash," Batman rebutted. "He doesn't even threaten lives when he attacks. If anything, he's a greater threat to us than anything else."

It took Flash a second to find the right words, which was an exceptionally long time for someone with superspeed. "Look, he's already a JL-level threat. Adding powers on top of that? Disastrous," Flash reasoned. "Sure, he doesn't hurt people now, but that could always change. Look at his parents."

"And intentionally turn the boy even further against us when he's at a crossroads?" Wonder Woman asked.

"If we're going to lock him up, it will only be until he's been interrogated," Batman said. "He has valuable information that could help us lock up his parents. He's a resource at this point."

Clark let out a heavy sigh. "At the very least, he can't go home. We're all aware of what the Fenton's would likely do to him. And we're not imprisoning and interrogating a child on the Watchtower, either. We're housing him until something changes and he has a place to go that not out on his own. Major villain or not, he's still a kid. How we act now is important. He doesn't even know what he wants to do yet."

"I want to take down my parents."

Half the members of the League threw themselves away from the table, and a few got into a battle-ready position. Clark could only stare. It was Danny, it had to be. He was dressed in the iconic Fenton hazmat, but it was a complete inverse of his typical colors, and the Fenton logo stood in inverse on his shoulder. Clark almost wondered if he kept the same sort of weapons and tools in his now-white tool belt that he always did. Green and gunmetal grey goggles, once bright red and silver, were pushed up onto his forehead. Danny's hair was now stark white and drifted around his head like he was underwater as he floated above the meeting table, just as suspended. His skin held green undertones Clark had never seen in anyone on Earth. His eyes were a bright, kryptonite green that still seemed to stare right into him while sending a chill down his spine at the familiarly dangerous color.

Clark hadn't heard him enter and still didn't hear a sound from Danny at all other than the strong echo in his words. No heartbeat, no breath. Clark hoped it was because of the suit, but it was an empty hope. Danny looked at each of them but paused in a knowing way at the Flash. He wondered how long Danny had been spectating the meeting.

"You're supposed to be under watch by Martain Manhunter," Batman stated.

Danny shrugged, not giving an answer.

"You have control over your abilities already?" Flash asked, sounding scared.

"I'm not stupid. Even alone, I know better than to enter the Watchtower unprepared. And it's not exactly a short flight here. Control was just the first step," Danny explained.

"So you entered the Watchtower, fully expecting a fight?" Wonder Woman asked.

"Has our relationship been anything other than that?" Danny rebutted. "Sure, I didn't come for a fight, and I still don't want to fight. But if you try to catch me, I will run. I'll take down my parents on my own if I have to."

"You mean it? You truly want to take down your parents, after everything?" Clark asked.

Danny crossed his legs from where he hovered above the table, frowning. "I don't have much of a choice, do I? It's either they get me, or I get them. Once they learn about me, they're going to do everything in their power to hunt me down, and either try to fix me or just kill me." Danny gripped the fabric over his chest. "And at this point, there's no going back anyway. I'm already here."

"They haven't found you out yet?" Batman inquired.

Danny shook his head. "Hard to figure that out when you're on the opposite side of the globe. But I don't think it's going to take them long once they return to base to figure out I've practically defected. They're going to know something's up at the very least," Danny sighed, trepidation flooding his voice.

Batman crossed his own arms. "If you intend to take them down, then give us the information about your own powerset and your parent's skills, and we will be the ones to take them down. You will remain on lockdown until the authorities decide what to do with you," he attempted to negotiate, poorly in Clark's opinion.

Danny narrowed his eyes. "My parents' info, sure, you can have that. Mine, not so much. Also, I'm not sitting this fight out. How am I supposed to become the greatest villain I'm not the one to defeat them, or I'm locked up myself?"

Clark thought Flash's heart was beating so fast, it wasn't healthy, even for the speedster. It was practically a high-frequency hum. Batman narrowed his eyes.

"We've all been against him in the past, Batman. His skill is a non-issue," Wonder Woman said.

"It's not his skill in question. It's his emotional stability and intentions. Are you able to fight your parents?" Batman asked.

Danny took in a deep breath, the first one Clark had heard from him. "At this point, seeing everything from the outside, they aren't my parents anymore. I was more of a student to them than a son. I fully intend to use that knowledge against them."

"Do you still hold the same beliefs as them?" Clark had to ask.

Danny looked away, not meeting anyone's eyes. His voice was soft, more echo and whisper than actual sound. "How can I? It's always been a lie."

Clark was unbelievably relieved and saw Wonder Woman and Batman slightly relax as well, but it didn't help the pain and struggle Clark could see Danny going through.

"But you still want to be a villain?" Flash finally asked, looking up at Danny in horror.

Danny pinned the Flash down with his gaze alone. Clark needed to ask Barry later why he was so afraid, far past the point of reason. Danny gave a sharp, familiar grin, the kind he would give before unleashing something monstrously dangerous to them in a battle, but this time emphasized by his newly acquired fangs.

"I'm going to be the greatest villain of them all."

What if the Fentons didn’t study ghosts? What if their obsession was with superheroes? They studied and studied and studied, and found out all of their weaknesses over the course of 10 years. Kryptonite. Yellow. Fire. So on. But the heroes can never beat them. The Fentons are scary geniuses that are ten steps ahead of everyone, including Batman. So when the kids, Danny (14) and Jazz (16) get old enough to learn what their parents are doing, they can do a few things.

A) Join in.

B) Deflect and become heroes.

Jazz deflects. She doesn’t become a hero, but she turns against her parents. Danny, though? The 14 year old who idolizes his parents and wants to be the best supervillain he can be? Follows in their footsteps in helping them take down superheroes. Dark Dan either happens or doesn’t happen in this scenario. If it does happen, time travel bullshit via Bart Allen and timeline is fixed. (This could also make Bart VERY vocal about the biggest supervillains on the planet.)

Because the son of two supervillains, trained by a lifetime of evil, is more dangerous than his parents. The heroes are constantly trying to talk him down, tell him that he doesn’t have to follow his parents, but you know what? He WANTS to. He wants to rid the world of superheroes. He wants to be the biggest villain on the planet.

But then, tragedy strikes. You see, at 14, Danny has a lab accident that gives him metahuman powers. But his parents? They hate metahumans. They kill them on sight. (Or try to) so now Danny is terrified. Terrified of his parents and their bigoted ways. The wool is pulled from over his eyes. He realizes that his parents are evil, truly evil, and that they can’t be allowed to continue.

What does he do now?

[dapper-lil-arts]

Someone has pointed out that Danny Williams (from my little pony 'n friends) and the cmc (from my little pony friendship is magic) are very similar in personality. And Danny has helped defeat multiple villians (not to mention Danny being smart enough to figure out the gizmonks' tech, made some traps, lead a group against grogar briefly. Plus his prank attempts are funny and cute) and Has helped redeemed some crappy people that makes Cozy Glow look like a child playing in comparison (plus Cozy got close to being redeemed herself before Chrysalis made that stupid speech). So imagine an au where Danny and the cmc are working to redeem Cozy. With the five kids ending up in a lot of chaos. Sorry this is so long. I have a habit of ranting.

Thats cute, but I don't know the character well enough to attest for its verity and potential!

Cozy glow in general is a victim of the same kind of writing that makes Celestia lose very fight she's on; It's just a weird choice to make it so that a CHILD of all creatures would be irredeemable; Like yo that is now how children work lmao. AND. AND. Although a fully fledged backstory is not necessary for all villans, you can't have a 10 year old be so twisted and fucked up without explanation. Where are the parents when girliepop gets sent to HELL.

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Fic found thank you to everyone who helped💙💙 l

'A Broken Sort of Normal' @clockwayswrites

Y'all I was reading a dcxdp fic when my tumblr reloaded out of nowhere and now I can't find it.

It was field medic Danny au, and in one of the parts Danny had moved to central city for EMT work and he went to go help some civilians who were injured in the middle of a villian attack

I remember that he made a wish to be normal so like all the ghost problems went away and part of the wish was that he couldn't use his powers anymore and if he did he would basically no longer exist?

I think Danny was shipped with one of the speedsters too, it might have been Wally.

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WIP game

Rules: You will be given a word. Share one sentence/excerpt from your wip(s) that start with each letter of that word.

From @clockwayswrites with "FROG"

F : Smut I'll never write (Dead On Main)

Flash once for yes, flash twice for no? Danny had suggested, licking his lips. Flash once for cuddles, flash twice for when you want me to fuck you senseless? Jason countered, half joking. Promise? Danny had simpered, walking his fingers up Jason's chest, taunting, daring. Cross my heart and hope to die. Jason had said then, because he never met a challenge he didn't at least try.

R : Mechanic!Val AU (not yet posted)

Realization floods through her. Oh Gods. Danny doesn’t know. Danny doesn’t know that Jason Todd-Wayne might be Red Hood. Red Hood, Danny’s third pick Hall Pass.

O : Big Brother Big Brother (murderbros AU)

“Of course I can fu—” Robin darts a glance at Pennyworth, before coughing, “Yes. I can speak. You know me or something?”  Damian stiffens under the calculating gaze Robin gives him, but does not otherwise react, simply turns away with a grit to his jaw and the white hot feeling of humiliation crawling up his spine. He’s better than this. He got better. Robin being here, walking, talking and, and not recognizing him changes nothing.  He is here temporarily. This too, shall pass.  "No." Damian lies. "I was mistaken." Nobody in the room believes him, but it does not matter.

G : Phantom Pains (Villian!Jazz AU)

Green floods his systems, the color still so fascinating to him. He watches it drain from machine to tube to machine, watches as the ghost twitches minutely, watches the numbers compile and listens to the hum of it whirling machines sing.

I don't generally tag, but if you see this your word is SPAM (considering my username) (also please tag me id love to see)