The aftermath of YJ dying Jason’s hair in the latest fic in my The One in Which Jason Decides Tim’s his Brother Now. Tough Batman. series. 

Damian does not know how he has got into such a mess.

That was a lie.

Like most messes in his life, it all started with his family and their constant “ribbing”.

‘They act as if gaining a date was not easy,’

Damian glared as he scouted out a suitable target in the mall.

Sitting alone by the arcade there was an attractive boy on his phone.

Acceptable.

Making his way next to his target, he sat down and tapped his shoulder.

The other boy flinched and subtly (though not to someone as trained as him) glanced Damian over, eyes seeming to catalog instinctively.

Good, not perfect but admissible all things considered.

“Uh hi.?”

“Your age.”

“Pardon?”

“What is your age?”

“16.?”

Damian nodded as he mulled over the information. About a year his senior, not ideal but still viable.

“ Date me.”

“Excuse me??”

“I will pay you for your inconvenience of course but I am in need of a date and you are the most suitable person I have seen so far.”

“Wait a minute-“

“Here is your first payment.”

Damian handed the boy the envelope he had prepared for today and had to hold back a smirk as he saw they other boy’s eyes widen.

“I-“

“I will pay you monthly with bonuses for any extremely taxing events that may occur if you agree.”

“I- I guess?”

“Good, now give me your number and I will contact you for our first date. My name is Damian Wayne.”

“Danny..”

~~~~~~

For all purposes the agreement has only worked in his favor.

His family was off his back, galas were less boring and they even shared common interests.

That being said,

“You did not need to give me a gift Daniel, it was not a requirement.”

Damian looked down at the katana shaped keychain he was handed, it was well made and surprisingly sharp.

“I know Dami, but it just reminded me of you!”

What a mess indeed…

All the dates were a disaster, but neither Danny nor Damian realized it. It was a pretty good date for them, even if it ended with them sitting in the police station waiting for guardians because they had beaten up someone who had attacked them.

Batfam still does not understand where Damian found this man, and why he was not a resident of Gotham, not only was he in Gotham, so did not react to any crimes.

Jason had even shot him in the shoulder once, but the kid hadn’t even noticed until Damian dragged him to the infirmary.

Tim says Danny's Damian's soul mate because there's no other way.

Even if Damian had paid him, the Devil’s spawn wouldn’t have met him above the minimum.

Only a couple of times a month, and that was more than enough.

But no. This Danny was on speed dial, and their meetings were fairly regular, according to Batfam.

Damian even introduced them! Imagine! Of course it was a disaster, but they were introduced!

They have almost opened a pool of bets with how long this relationship will last.

"Almost" because they did.

I got inspired, so have a little blurb as a treat:)

Danny's day started with a phone call from his new boss (because no, Sam he wasn't a sugar baby, ok this was a part-time job).

"Daniel. If it is convenient, I request you meet me at the aquarium at 1030 hours eastern time zone," came the voice from the receiver.

Still half-asleep, Danny sat up as he stifled a yawn. "Today? For like, a date?"

"Yes, I will buy the tickets."

The teen got a look at the time on the clock on his bedside and had to fight the urge to groan. It was too early for his poor sleep-deprived brain. "Ok, great." Danny stretched. "See you then."

"Goodbye," Damian said before the line cut off.

Seemed like the job wasn't going to be as easy as he thought if it involved actual dates. Well, his parents hadn't raised a slacker (ok, except for school-work but he had a good excuse for that), and Danny was determined to be the best fake-relationship partner ever.

First order of business: research.

So I lied @akikkobara. Here's more! Hope you guys like it

It turned out nobody had zip-ties but the guard outside (who was mercifully only knocked out) had had some handcuffs on him. The two girls had offered their bag’s straps for the second goon and by the time the police had arrived, everything had been well in hand. Both Danny and Damian had been taken in to make a statement along with the rest of the victims. 

They had allowed Damian and Danny to give their statement together, and Danny took the lead in describing what had happened. 

"You boys were very brave," said the middle-age officer after Danny finished. "But next time, you ought to leave it to the police. We wouldn’t want any of you to get hurt."

Damian bristled at the implication he would have ever been harmed by goons like those two, but Danny bowed his head and just uttered a sheepish "Yes, sir."

"Alright then, I’ll have to call your legal guardians. What’s the number?"

Danny rubbed at his nape with a wince. “I’m here for school, I don’t have family in the city. I'm emancipated though, so I'm ok.”

"That's alright, then." the officer gave Danny a look of sympathy. "I’ll have an officer drive you home."

"Thank you," Danny said with a grateful smile that was returned by the policeman.

"What about you?" The man turned to Damian.

Here we go for part 3 of the blurb! Enjoy:)

Go to Gotham, they'd said. They have some of the best schools in the country, they said.

As he stood, once again being threatened with a weapon, Danny wondered if it was something in the water. He really, really didn't want to have to take down what looked like a slightly-older teenager in front of him. Not only because fighting regular untrained humans felt unfair, but also because he had wanted to make a good impression on Damian.

Yes, Danny had already punched someone in front of him, and yes this wasn't even a real date, but Danny liked to think he had good work ethics. He'd been recruited to be the other boy's fake boyfriend, and he wanted to be a good fake boyfriend. The kind you brought home to your parents, not the kind that was an apparent criminal magnet.

Too lost in his maudlin thoughts, he didn't even register Damian moving. He blinked, only to see the younger boy restraining the mugger with the knife a few feet from them.

Well. That was convenient. Danny hadn't even seen Damian move.

Part 4! This is getting way longer than I thought it would be haha

When Danny had mentioned "his place" Damian had expected a small apartment, not a dorm room. Not that he had anything against such living arrangement, it was more that the limited space made it so the only place for the two boys to watch the movie was crammed together on the bed.

Damian wasn't a fan of physical contact with people he did not know well, and the younger boy had almost wanted to refuse when Danny had pated the spot beside him in invitation. He'd reluctantly climbed in and sat on the bed with the perfect posture he'd been taught to maintain. Danny hadn't commented nor had he seemed particularly bothered, but Damian had felt the atmosphere was somewhat uncomfortable. The first few minutes of the film had had Damian unable to concentrate on the story, but as time went by, he found himself relaxing slightly and becoming more engrossed with the cinematic piece.

I'm really glad you guys are enjoying this, thanks for all the nice comments and notes!!!

Anyway here's for part 5, Talia's in this one:)

Apparently, being stared at by Damian Wayne was enough to make Matt talk. Danny wasn’t sure if it was the celebrity-crush the guy clearly had on Damian or just purely the other boy’s intimidation factor, but whatever it was, it was working.

"These guys contacted me to see if i could shut down electricity in a building for a while. I said i could, so we arranged a meeting for me to showcase my skills."

Wait a minute… "This last week, all the lights-out. That was you?"

Matt winced. "I had to troubleshoot the code, ok?"

"I came to you to fix it. I gave you a snickers bar as a thank you," Danny recounted, betrayed.

"I had to make sure it worked. The job was for five grands!" Matt defended himself

"It was a share-sized snickers!" Danny shot back.

Hey hey hey here's part 6!

Talia's visit had made Damian uneasy. He knew better than to trust anything his mother said but her words still wouldn't leave his mind. It was hard to deny that Danny could be put at risk just by being associated with him, and contrarily from Jon or his brothers, Danny was vulnerable.

But logically, Damian also knew Grandfather would have no interest in Danny considering his status as a civilian. Not to mention that Grandfather knew better than to infringe on Gotham and anger Father. So, although for now Danny probably wasn't in any real danger, that could change easily. Especially if they maintained their relationship for a long enough period of time, since that would mark Danny as a person of interest if only for the affection Damian would have for him.

Here is part 7!

Just btw this is now on ao3 if that makes it easier (here's the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46596217/chapters/117341809). I'll still be posting the chapters on Tumblr though:)

Just as Danny turned towards the sound, something came barreling right onto him, which made him drop his frozen yogurt. He would've fallen if it wasn't for the steadying presence of Damian at his back who caught him before he could go down.

"Are you alright?" The younger boy asked as he helped Danny back to his feet.

Let's hear it for Part 8 whoop whoop

Here is part 9:)

Mistaken Identities (dp x dc)

Danny had been doing his thing, looking around, making sure he didn't alter anything in the past, minding his own business. Officially, this was supposed to be a trip to gather more blood blossom samples for Team Phantom to study, but he had ended up being a little sidetracked. Apparently though, puritan times made for beautiful forests, sue him if he was enjoying a moment of peace in his otherwise crazy life. So here he was, relaxing for the first time in way too long when this guy just barged into the clearing. Danny straightened up with a yelp which had the guy stopping in his tracks before he turned to look at Danny.

"Be not afraid, child. I mean you no harm," the man said.

Danny squinted as he looked up at the half-shadowed face of the man that seemed vaguely familiar.

"Boy?"

"Uh-" Danny managed as he realized he was supposed to answer. "Oh yeah, no problem, man."

The man tilted his head which directed Danny's attention to his weird buckle-hat. Sobering up as he recognized the clothes from his previous jaunt in the past where Sam had almost gotten burnt at the stake, he mentally congratulated himself for turning back into a human before his nap. He really didn't want to end up trapped in blood blossoms by witch-finders again.

"Are you lost?" The man said, as he edged closer. "Do you require aid?"

The halfa jumped to his feet. "Nope!" Danny said before letting out a nervous laugh. "No aid, I'm all good. Thanks though."

The man opened his mouth to say something before another voice, higher pitched stopped him. "You are back!" A woman wearing a simple dress, with a few birds fluttering around her like a Disney princess approached them.

"Annie," answered the man.

"Come," she said before leading him away with only a glance towards the teenager. The man let himself be dragged away, but not before a last few words. "If you are ever in need of assistance, please do not hesitate."

Danny waved his hand. "Yep. For sure, dude. Thanks!"

Then before the man had turned away completely, the woman grabbed his hat playfully which revealed his face completely to the weak moonlight, and coincidentally to Danny's view. The couple disappeared between the thick foliage as Danny sat, struck dumb with what he had just witnessed.

"Oh my god," he whispered to himself. "That was Bruce fucking Wayne."

Danny had seen enough rag magazines and newspapers with his face printed on the cover to recognize the billionaire for sure. What the hell was he doing in Puritan times? Then, it hit Danny like a brick. Natural portals. They weren't common, or stable and they'd been known to spirit away people randomly. Clearly, they also had some pretty severe side-effects including amnesia considering the old-timey speech pattern Mr. Wayne was using.

There was only one thing for it, Danny clearly had to bring Mr. Wayne back to the present. Not only because it was the right thing to do, but also because a missing billionaire was bound to attract a good amount of attention and if anyone connected this to the ghost zone... Well if the GIW was bad now, Danny didn't want to know what other kind of unsavoury people would pop up if ghosts were better-known. Just imagining the Justice League getting involved was giving Danny the shivers. No, the best thing to do was get Mr. Wayne back to his time and hope he wouldn't remember much of what had happened and wouldn't dig into it further.

Just as he was nodding to himself, he heard a scream coming from not too far away. He transformed before flying towards the noise, only to find the woman he'd seen before with Mr. Wayne being captured by a bunch of men wearing the same kinds of hat.

"She's a witch! Burn her!" He heard someone yell. "Hang her dead!" Someone else said.

This was giving Danny some major flashback to Sam's very own witch burning and without wasting a second, he phased the woman right out of their grips and flew them away from the angry mob.

As soon as he landed and let go of the woman, she turned to him and gripped his arm instead. "You have to help him!"

"Help who?" Danny asked, wincing.

"Mordecai!" she said, her grip tight.

"Is that the man who was with you earlier?" the teenager asked.

The woman nodded before pointing southeast. "He is in the caves, fighting the dragon!"

Danny didn't waste anytime before flying in the direction she had pointed to. Going intangible helped with speed, and he phased through the ground, going straight for the aforementioned cave. He just phased through when he caught sight of Mr. Wayne. As he got closer, he could feel some sort of energy radiating from the man. Just then, the energy started building up and Mr. Wayne started to go transparent. Panicking, Danny did the first thing he could think of and absorbed the mounting energy to himself. It felt like a shot of adrenaline except way, way stronger and for a moment everything blanked out, before the world came into focus again. When he looked around, he couldn't find a trace of Mr. Wayne, but from the energy left over he could tell exactly when he had landed. The Golden Age of Piracy.

"Goddamit!" Danny yelled as he once again felt Bruce Wayne slip through his grasp as he stole away the potent energy from the billionaire's body before it could follow wherever he was going next. First it had been pirates, then the Wild West and lastly it was 20th century Gotham, clearly the natural portal had been all kinds of fucked up for Mr. Wayne to have been dragged from time period to time period. It was a miracle he was even still alive, the poor man! Danny let out a harsh sigh as he parsed out through the information the energy had left him with. This time he'd gotten the information for the two next time-jumps, which meant, Danny could get ahead of this for once and finally catch Mr. Wayne before he could jump again.

With a steadying intake of breath, Danny took out the Infiniv-map and set his destination before he let himself follow through. As he got through he could hear a bunch of different voices, all talking over each other.

"-distortions mean what I think it-"

"-not fair!"

"-time is breaking-"

"-only leave his body once he's dead."

Danny paid no mind as he locked eyes on Mr. Wayne who was lying in Wonder Woman's arms, in a black bodysuit, looking worse for the wear. The same energy as before was emanating from him, though this time it was even stronger. Danny approached carefully, invisible before he put a hand onto Mr. Wayne's chest and concentrated on drawing all the energy into himself. It wasn't like the other times, the flow was faster and he was having trouble staying focused as more and more flew into him. His brows scrunched in concentration, and unbeknownst to him, the invisibility dropped.

All the heroes in the room turned to look at the suddenly appearing white-haired teen who had a hand on Batman's chest. As they stared in confusion, the teen started to glow. It grew brighter and brighter before everyone had to shield their eyes as there was a pulse of bright light that died down almost immediately after. Wonder Woman had to blink the spots out of her vision as she felt the weight in her arms start to shift and let out a groan. "Bruce!"

She set him down and helped him put his head between his knees, as she gently stroked his back. Superman settled on his other side while Red Robin just sat in front of him, still half-believing Bruce was really back.

"What happened?" Bruce mumbled. "The omega radiation, I thought-"

"I'd like to know that too," Green Lantern said before he turned towards the glowy kid who was still blinking his eyes as if to chase away afterimages.

"His energy signature is the same as Darkseid," Raven said, her own eyes having not left the teenager since he had appeared.

"You don't mean..." started Superman as all the heroes turned to look at the kid slowly. The latter finally looked up as if sensing he was the focus of many eyes and cringed as he met the combined stares of the Justice League.

"Yes," Raven answered. "This is Darkseid's son."

The assembled heroes are wary. But the kid did help. And they can't hold his parentage against him. Raven would probably be the first to approach. Heroic children of villain parents gotta stick together right?

Raven: Hello. How did you save Batman?

Danny: Oh! I bumped into him in uh, witch burning times? And the energy was gonna hurt him! So I absorbed it. And it let me know when he was gonna be. So I followed and just... Yeah!

Raven: Why did you decide to save him?

Danny: Cause I'm not an asshole? And I had the power to help? You're heroes too right? Why are you surprised I'd help?

Raven: Manhunter?

J'onn: I sense no deception.

Raven: Good! I am Raven. May I know your name?

Danny: Call me Phantom! And um. He's gonna be ok right? I was sorta following instinct. So. There's none left over right? No after effects?

Wonder Woman: He should be fine. We will be taking him to our med bay soon. Would you please come with us and give us a better understanding of what happened?

Danny: Uh, ok? I'm not in trouble right?

Syperman: No son. It's ok.

Danny kinda felt like the heroes were being a bit weird. But hey, he wasn't in trouble at least! And well. He should be able t get home easy enough anyway. He would just send a text to Team Phantoms chat group. He didn't want them to worry!

Adding in OP's tags:

Time makes strangers of us all (dp x dc)

It was a mild night. They were way pasts sweater weather, what with summer fast approaching but the air was still pleasantly cool as the sun went down. Jazz liked that about the late spring months, no more allergies but the smell of summer in the air. It was a quiet night in Amity. It wasn't quite so rare as it had been a few years ago but it was still something the people here knew to be grateful for. At least most of them.

Jazz sighed as she walked through the darkening streets. The sky was turning a beautiful dark blue colour, and here and there street lamps were lighting up. She'd gone long enough to have reached the park that was nearby and she started down the road that followed its edge. Her eyes settled on the illuminated scenes of people going about their evening. With the lack of natural light, the warm glow that shined through the windows made it all the more visible. As she walked within view of a large stone house with its balcony door open, she could hear piano notes filtering through the quiet night. Jazz slowed down as she passed in front, maximizing her time within earshot of the peaceful music.

She could see someone washing the dishes in one house, and a couple sitting on the couch in another. Some windows, she didn't see anyone, but the warm light indicated a soul was awake somewhere in the house. Jazz didn't wish that warm light was hers, at least not anymore. Leaving Amity Park for college had given her something like perspective, and coming back after two years left her with complicated feelings.

Tonight, it seemed nostalgia was the most prominent one. She reached the end of the street which brought her face to face with the river. She used to catch fireflies with Danny near here and she wondered if there were still some around. With a smile, she started on the path following the riverside as the first stars started to come out.

It was truly a beautiful night. Not a cloud in the sky, Danny would've loved to go stargazing. It was almost a shame he had stayed back at their apartment near campus. He'd said he had a big assignment due and had begged off the trip. Jazz could understand. She had made the same kinds of excuses for two years to avoid coming here.

Danny would come around one day. He would realize, as she did, that the life they'd left behind wasn't waiting here in Amity Park. It wasn't waiting anywhere anymore because it no longer existed. Their old house was sold, the inventions, the portal, long dismantled. There were no more ghosts in Amity Park except the ones Jazz had come here to lay to rest. From the corner of her eyes she caught something moving. She turned her head to see one lone firefly sitting on a leaf of the willow tree that was growing on the bank. Jazz smiled as she crouched to get a better view of the small insect. As she looked at its antenna that were gently swaying in the wind, she caught herself wishing Danny had come with her after all if only to reminisce together.

Someone cleared their throat behind her and Jazz jumped a feet in the air. She turned around quickly. In front of her was a man, looking about the same age as she was. He was about the same size as her as well, maybe a bit shorter, though his shoulder width more than made up for it. His face showed surprise at having surprised her so badly.

"I'm sorry," he said, looking awkwardly apologetic, "I didn't mean to startle you."

"It's alright," Jazz said as she willed her heartbeat to slow down to its normal speed.

"My bike broke down," he explained as he gestured behind him towards the highway in the distance. "I was wondering if you knew the closest mechanic around?"

Jazz winced. "Sal's is definitely closed by now," she answered.

The guy sighed wearily. "I figured," he said. "Do you know someplace I could crash for the night?"

"Amity's Bed and Breakfast is close by," Jazz offered. "I can show you if you'd like?"

"That'd be great," said the guy as his shoulders slumped a little.

Jazz nodded before stepping back on the river path fully. Like that, she had a better view of the highway coming into town and the big Welcome sign that proclaimed Amity Park was "a nice place to live". With a last nostalgic thought before she let the peace of the evening disperse fully, Jazz let a small smile stretch her lips. It really was a nice place now, the golden sky after the storm.

"My name's Jazz," she started as she turned her back on the road in the distance.

"I'm Jason," the guy said as he followed after her.

Yeah, thought Jazz as they retraced back her steps from earlier that night, her days of running around chasing the undead were truly and completely over.

It was smooth sailing for her from here on out.

The second Manson daughter (dp x dc prompt)

So I’m this, Amity Park got stuck in a kind of time bubble that made everyone in it feel time go by really slow while the outside world was going at normal pace. So while almost no time has passed for the Amity Parkers, about 20 years have gone by for the rest of the world. The rest of the world which includes the Manson couple, who were on a vacation (or a business trip) without their daughter.

Now, the two have no way of getting back into the time bubble and have assumed that their city has been sucked into the Ghost Zone once again only this time forever. They grieve Sam and move to another one of their estate that they own, which is in Gotham. They change their name to Pamela’s maiden name to really start with a blank slate. When they find out Pamela is pregnant, they figure this will be a new beginning with the baby. They name the baby Pamela Lilian, the first because it’s a family name and the second because that’s what they wanted to call Sam. Since they’re not over losing almost everyone they’ve ever known in a day, the two aren’t great parents and little Pamela grows up feeling very lonely. She goes on to become a botanist which seems to pain her parents but they don’t say anything about it. Anyways, we know the rest there’s an experiment with chemicals, she eventually becomes Poison Ivy.

One evening, while she’s just having supper at one of her safe house, someone knocks. At the door she finds a girl, who looks a lot like her and has her mother’s purple eyes. The girl walks in and just goes.

“Hey, I’m Sam. I’m your older sister. It’s nice to meet you.”

A town that disappears in the 80's reappears with host attacks. And if that's not bad enough almost the entire population have some sort of ability. And now one of them has appeared in Gotham to meet her baby sister. Yeah Bruce has been having a week of it.

At least Danny is finally chilling. GIW are gone. Meta human protection overruled it. So that's good. And hey, maybe he can chat to some of the other heroes for advice! They weren't around when he started! And then the time bubble happened.

Pam was confused at first. Her older sister looking younger than her. Took Sam a while to fully explain everything. And the Pan finds out how similar they are. Sam is of course grinning her baby sister is just like her. That must have driven their parents right up the wall!

Pam and Harley get dragged to Amity to meet everyone. And hey, a place where their brand of weird is normal would do them a world of good. Harley loves Pam's sister, she's so fun! And her home town is great! Danny and Tucker are a riot. And Jazz is a sweetheart! Yeah she loves Amity.

The worst thing for the rest of the world is how unphased these people are. They're told that they've been out of time for twenty-thirty years if not more and they just say things like "so thats why my calls wouldn't go through" and "no wonder only local tv was airing, I need to catch up on my shows". No panic, no upset. Just getting on with their day. Then theres the fact they now have a bunch of kids who need their education updtaing to deal with the rapid changes in the last few years, such as the creation of the justice league and meta human rights. Also aliens. They had to update all the technology in the area, and then there's the house which they're certain is illegal with the mad scientists living in it. Nobody wanted to be responsible for this mess. Then the millionaire heiress and her friends, all with unique abilities, decided to go to gotham. To meet her sister. Who was an eco-terrorist. Who she was very proud of. Batman was going to have a heart attack.

Is end up having to go in and explain the new laws. No Dr's Fenton you may not hunt ghosts anymore. It's against the law now. No you may not rip them apart either. No, they are covered under the Meta laws now. Look, if you continue we will arrest you. Also, please shit the portal. Please?

why are hone of you bothered? At all. We have to do so much work to catch you up!

Parkers just shrug, like this is NOT the weirdest thing to happen in this town? We have been dealing with ghost attacks, and scientists and a fake government agency causing havoc. Our mayor is a supervillain. Our town hero is a dead teen and his team of misfits?

What do you want us to do? Panic? No point. That would just make it take longer to fix. Now we know the new laws n shit we can get on just fine. Why would we be weird about it? Check we got pulled into the afterlife by the ghost king once! That was a trip!

Batman is so concerned about the whole town. Just, so concerned. And the three kids he keeps seeing? So much worse. They are team phantom. The super team? Did they have no adults? Not one? Oh, Sam's Gran. That is not enough dammit! He is going to get those kids safe somehow. If he has to adopt their whole school class to do it!

Sharp eyes (dc x dp)

Cass liked a lot of things about her life in Gotham. Her family was one of them, having brothers, a father and Alfred. She liked the manor and its sprawling grounds where she could walk alone with her thoughts. One thing she really liked about her new life was being able to go where she wanted when she wanted.

For example, getting herself a slushy from the convenience store. Which was why she was looking at the selection of flavours in one at 11pm at night. In the end she chose a mix of everything and brought the cup full of multicoloured artificially-flavoured ice up to the counter. She smiled at the cashier when he looked up to see what she had brought. That was another thing she liked to do, smiling at strangers. The cashier smiled back and turned to click on a few buttons on the cash register. Then he looked back towards Cass.

“That’ll be $1.50,” he said.

Cass got the coins out and handed them over. As the cashier was putting it in the register, there was a sound, like a ringtone and the man’s neck snapped - not right - down. Cass had to stop herself from tensing at the movement that had been a bit too sharp and too angled for it to be human. She knew human bodies and she knew their language and this was on the edge of other.

Cass hadn’t seen anything else that indicated not-human, not the restraint in every movement of a kryptonian, not the affected manor that most visitors to earth exhibited. In the face of this uncertainty, Cass decided to observe a bit longer to see if this was a fluke or something else since after all, she had time. She grabbed her drink and walked out, before sneaking back to stand next to the side window with the best view on the cashier.

After a moment, he got out a strange looking phone out of his pocket and said something into it, which she assumed was a greeting. Then, he freezed. Seconds went by and Cass tensed. She had seen people standing still, mostly in preparation for a kill, but this was different. There was no chest movement and no blinks; he stood as still as a statue. It was a moment that stretched into too long as Cass watched the man still as if he had been frozen in time. It was like he had died standing.

And then, like the enchantement had broken he started moving again, but it was as if this was someone else. Where before there had been a polite, if bored cashier, now stood a dangerous entity. He was dangerous, and confident enough in himself there was no wariness, even in Batman’s city. He stalked to the bathroom at the back of the store and Cass lost sight of him. She considered waiting it out, for him to get out of there but she knew. He was probably not even in there anymore. With one last look, she turned away from the window and as she walked, she slurped at her slushy.

Looks like it was time to add another stop to her patrols.

What if....

The "food coming to life" the Fenton's got is actually demons that were banished by Constantine? They're banished not to the underworld, but to the Fentons food stuff coz the proximity between 1) The Portal, 2) Ectoplasm that's kept there, not to mention 3) dem food stuffs were once alive and therefore dem foods are basically possessed corpses.

No one actually realized this fact. Until one of the JLD having met the Fenton's (investigating what about this "ghosts") and was invited to have fudge by Jack. Watch in horror as the living hotdogs from the fridge are a horde of minor demons that Constantine "have it handled" a day ago or so.

Y'all comments are just hilarious it should be displayed hhh-

Also a tot:

Sam: super vegetarian or vegan? Can't remember. Something something green.

Tucker: carnivore. Tech is his life, meat is his blood. Or smth like that.

Danny: ?? What even is the term for this, eating demon(-possessed hotdogs/turkeys) can't be vegetarian (obviously), pretty sure it's not quite carnivore when demons are involved. Demontivore?? Ghostivore??

Lost in the Woods (dp x dc)

"Why are we here again?" Tucker asked as he rearranged his backpack straps.

"Because you lost a bet and Gotham Woods are my best chance of seeing a real satanic ritual," Sam answered.

“Hey, no,” Danny protested. “We said no spooky business. This is strictly for fun.”

“Fun,” Tucker repeated, dryly. “This is how most horror movies start, you know. Camping in the woods at night.”

“I highly doubt there’s any serial killer out there,” the halfa soothed. “I checked the news. There are no escape convicts right now.”

“The Riddler’s out,” Sam refuted.

“Can you imagine that pasty twig-man willingly trudging through the woods though?” Danny asked.

“I probably go out more often than him,” Tucker conceded.

“Which means we’re all good,” Danny concluded.

The trio walked a bit further before reaching the spot they had brought the rest of their bags and dropped their heavy backpacks beside it. Tucker fell down beside them before raising a hand to chase away a mosquito that was buzzing around.

“I hate this already,” he whined as he tried to smack the bug.

“Get up,” Sam said as she nudged him with her foot. “We gotta get the tent up.”

With a groan, he stood up and they got to work on the tent. It didn’t take very long, thanks to Danny’s experience in pitching Fenton Work tents, which had come from the numerous times his family had gone camping.

“What now?” The halfa asked.

“Why don’t we walk around a little?” Sam suggested.

“Can’t we take a minute to breathe?” Tucker complained.

“It’ll be fun,” Danny encouraged his friend as he offered a hand getting to his feet again.

"I'm beginning to think you don't know what that means."

They grabbed some water and snacks before setting towards one of the closest hiking trails. It was supposed to be an easy quick walk, but as time went on the path became more and more wild and overgrown, they started doubting the way. By the time they had stopped, the path was now nonexistent.

“We’re lost,” Tucker said. “The sun is setting and we’re lost in the creepy satanic woods.”

“First of all,” Sam started. “I have a compass, and second, we have Danny. We’ll be fine.”

“Oh I see how it is,” the halfa dramatically said. “You guys are just using me for my powers.”

Before the goth could make a proper answer to that, Tucker shushed them both before dragging them towards some thick bushes. A few moments later they could see two men in long robes carrying a fourth, unconscious man in a black and blue outfit.

“Those goddamned bats,” one of the ones wearing cultist robes said as he struggled to carry the unconscious man’s legs.

“Shut up and move faster,” the other cultist said. “The Grandmaster said to get him to the Barn before sundown.”

“I’m trying my best here,” the first one said. “Those robes don’t exactly make it easy.”

“They’re ceremonial!”

“Right now they’re a ceremonial pain in my butt,” the first cultist retorted which made the other sputter.

As they moved passed the three teens’ hiding spot, their voices faded in the distance. The ensuing silence was broken by Sam's “Dibs on any skulls when we raid the evil lair”.

“Why can we never have normal vacations?” Danny mumbled as he let his face fall in his hands.

The bats were running late. They'd found information that clued them into a large cult forming. It has eventually pointed them to the woods. But they were running late. They all hoped no one had been hurt yet. Nightwing had been taken. They had better not be too late.

Batman: Encircle them. But from all sides only on my mark.

They quietly moved around the barn and started to work their way inside. Only to stop at the sight in front of them. All of the cultists were knocked out. And three teens in hiking gear were in the room. One looked to be giving first aid to Nightwing.

Batman took in a relieved breath and tried to sneak in. The young man looking over Nightwing froze. Then Fixed his eyes on his hiding spot. Batman froze for a second until the teen relaxed upon seeing who it was. The young man nodded at him.

Danny: I think they have him something. His pupils are dilated weird. I've been keeping an eye on him to see if anything changes.

Batman: Thank you young man. What are you doing out here?

Danny: Oh you know. Camping in the woods. Hiking the local trails. Stumbling across a cult trying to summon a great evil. The usual.

Sam: Guys! Look what I found!

Tucker: No! No, you are not allowed to read the creepy book! do not be that white girl dammit!

Batman: please listen to your friend miss!

Sam: Oh, yeah no. I can feel the magic pouring off this thing. There's no way is read this out loud. Not even with wards up!

Batman: Your a magic user?

Danny: Yeah, she's really good actually. For someone self taught.

Red Robin: How did you three take all these guys out?

Danny: We are all metas. So....

Red Robin: Fair enough. Thank for getting to Nightwing before they could Fuck him up. I did a quick test. It's probably prescription sleeping pills.

Danny: Oh thank fuck. That's not too bad then. He should wake up easy enough right? I was worried it would be crazy cult drugs to be honest.

Batman: Thank you. for saving my colleague. This was dangerous though.

Danny: I'm gonna stop you right there B. We are all part of Team Phantom. We know our shit thanks.

Tucker: Yeah cults are pretty small potatoes compared to Vortex!

Sam: Urgh, Undergrowth!

Red Robin: What are you doing in Gotham then?

Danny: Holiday! We figured with your colony here we'd get a break from heroics! Red Huntress agreed and everything!

Batman: Right. Thank you then. Enjoy your camping?

Danny:: He's not good with people is he?

Red Robin: No not at all.

Danny: Do you need a hand getting this lot to town? Or can we give you my body can footage and dip?

Red Robin: you have footage?

Danny: Yeah, habit.

Red Robin: Please.

A couple days ago i made this post (tldr: Lady Gotham is married to a unknowing Batman and considers his children their children. She gives Jason the title of prince) and today this image popped into my head

Gotham, introducing her kids (who lit didnt know they were her kids until 2 minutes ago) to King Phantom and when she gets to Jason she nudges him forward and starts wingmaning him

Does Jason then A) faint like a true fairytale maiden, B) start awkward flustered stuttering before the introductions continue, C) turn to Gotham to whisper thank you because she's the best ghost step-mom in existence, D) decides "im suddenly in a romance novel? hell yeah!" and starts hardcore flirting and embarrasses the whole family

Jason blushed so hard that people around him feared that he might actually fell down due to it. He couldn’t see Danny straight in the eyes at all! So him, being the dramatic, romantic guy that he is, pull out a freaking hand fan out of nowhere and started to earnestly flirt back.

Voice coy with a lil lit. A tone of teasing but there’s amusement there as well and well, that’s how the 2 royals ended up flirting in regency.

Everyone was too baffled to even comment on his sudden change of act. It’s his inner theatre kid showing people. He always wanted to re-act some of his favorite scenes in actual life. He always wanted to do this and he isn’t going to throw away the opportunity!!

And Gotham is so proud of him for this.

Sam and Tucker would be giggling so hard.

Tucker: Oh Ancients! Danny! You and Jazz have the same taste in men!

Sam: She's gonna be so jealous!

Jason: You have a sister?

Danny: Two! Jazz is my older sister, and Ellie is my younger one. They are both Princesses of course. Ellie has decided to take on a travelling diplomat role. Jazz sits on my council as an advisor! They will love you!

Jason: Well! You've met my siblings. So, Danny, would you care to go for a walk around my city?

Danny: I would enjoy that very much!

A couple days ago i made this post (tldr: Lady Gotham is married to a unknowing Batman and considers his children their children. She gives Jason the title of prince) and today this image popped into my head

Gotham, introducing her kids (who lit didnt know they were her kids until 2 minutes ago) to King Phantom and when she gets to Jason she nudges him forward and starts wingmaning him

yesssssssssss

Jason: I mean, it's not like any of us have committed identity theft-

Tim: Oh...I have

Jason: Wait, what? What the fuck? Whose identity?

Tim: Uhhhmm...yours?

Jason: What.

Tim: My first few jaunts as Robin, some people just assumed I was the old one who'd been resurrected or something, and I just rolled with it?

Jason: *inhale*

Tim: You okay, Jay?

Jason: *bursts into hysterical laughter* BRUCE. BRUCE, WHERE DID YOU EVEN FIND HIM??! BRUCE, YOU DO NOT DESERVE HIM!

(Going off @killugonfan01’s idea from the comments)

Tim: Yeah, it made it really easy to get Bruce to do stuff when he had a concussion. I really could have asked for anything at that time because he would do anything for you.

Jason: I mean, it's not like any of us have committed identity theft-

Tim: Oh...I have

Jason: Wait, what? What the fuck? Whose identity?

Tim: Uhhhmm...yours?

Jason: What.

Tim: My first few jaunts as Robin, some people just assumed I was the old one who'd been resurrected or something, and I just rolled with it?

Jason: *inhale*

Tim: You okay, Jay?

Jason: *bursts into hysterical laughter* BRUCE. BRUCE, WHERE DID YOU EVEN FIND HIM??! BRUCE, YOU DO NOT DESERVE HIM!

The only connection between this story and that is the mistaken identity and just rolling with it, but my brain wouldn’t shut up about the connection so here you are.

Hold it hold it hold it

I'm no artist

But please imagine, if you will, Hobie and Pavitr like this

I need more sleepy punks and you know they would

punk's not dead. just eepy.

Headcanon/Prompt for Dc x Dp

One of the main reasons (probably going to become the main reason) Danny doesn’t trust Wayne or Batman or the Batfamily in general is because he can smell the Lazarus waters on them, which is tainted/infected ectoplasm. I think you can guess what conclusions he’d jump to with that.

As a side note, the smell is only noticeable to him since it’s something he’s had to clean up a lot in his parent’s lab for a couple years or more, so even a little bit is enough for him to know what’s nearby. There’s always a hint or a bunch of the smell coming from the Batfamily, depending on how much they’ve used it and how recently.

Superman: I don’t understand. Why don’t you trust Wayne?

Danny: *glaring suspiciously at him* That man reeks of dirty ectoplasm.

Alternatively: the Lazarus pits are entirely made of ghost blood. Mostly, it's through benign reasons - ghost fights in the zone, etc., that get filtered out naturally through micro-portals that are one way only. But a while ago in ghost history, Pariah used these micro portals to hide ghost assassinations. When they were Ended near one, they were sucked through, and all trace of the murder disappeared.

A lot of ghosts disappeared through those dark days, and those particular pits were tainted with the anger and desperation of the ghosts that they're made of, this makes them have a particular scent to them. A scent that Danny recognises from his parents' basement and the gear that most professional ghost hunters wear.

DPXDC prompt #25

The Fentons were very open to who asked that Danny was adopted, but they generally purposefully forget to say that Danny was raised in Crime Alley, Gotham.

Only his closest friends knew he grown up in such a place and that he used to have a best friend he called a brother whose bonds were thicker than thiefs.

So imagine the surprise when Jason Todd and Danny Fenton meet again after years seeing each other, if they were whispering about murder and clowns... Sam and Tucker would cover for them.

“I don’t know what you mean, officer. We were all here last night.”

“Yup. We painted our nails black!”

*all four show off identical, perfect manicures*

“So see officer? We couldn’t have POSSIBLY attacker Joker! It would’ve ruined our manis!”

Imagine Danny running from Dash to escape the bullying, but then he spots Batman or some other member of the JL or batfamily and bolts past Dash screaming and in a bigger panic than before. And Dash is like “huh??” because these guys are real and for some reason after Danny??

Danny: I AIN’T BEING ADOPTED TODAY!!!

Dash: ????

Danny: *running from Dash in one direction *

Also Danny: *Sees Jl and Batfam, sharp stop.* Not today bitch! *Makes a U-turn*

Dash:???

wayne boys ditching the gala. don’t get caught……

DPxDC au

So Danny, as any high school teen would do, makes videos on the latest video sharing social media site. In this case that's tiktok, although if we look at the time that Danny Phantom came out Vine might be more appropriate...

Either way, he makes silly little videos that range from funny jokes, A Day in the Life at Casper High, Space Fact Friday, POV: You live in Amity Park, roasting whatever ghost happens to be attacking that day, ect. He gains a small following of people who like his content but it's nowhere near being able at call himself tiktok famous. Until one post...

"Hello, my name is Danny, and this is my Official Application for Bruce Wayne to adopt me"

He jokes about how he is a young teen male with black hair, blue eyes, and a questionable home life which makes him the perfect candidate for a Bruce Wayne adoptee. The video goes viral so Danny leans into the bit and starts making more of that content. Photoshoping myself into a Wayne family photo, What I would wear to a Wayne gala, Taking a 'Which Wayne Are You' quiz.

When the Wayne kids find his account they think it's hilarious and keep an eye for new posts from him. One day Tim is stuck in a boring WE meeting so when he gets a notification that Danny posted a new video he will gladly take the distraction. He wasn't expect what he would find...

The video opens with the camera facing Danny, but he's not in any of his usual filming locations. It's hard to tell what exactly is happening around him but there's shouting in the distance and the sound of sirens. In fact, it looks as if Danny is leaning against an ambulance. Danny looks unusually pale and has what looks like a shock blanket wrapped around his shoulders. The camera is shakey and when he speaks his voice comes out weak.

"Hey guys... It's Danny. You know how I joke a lot about being adopted by Bruce Wayne?..."

Danny pauses and takes a shakey breath. It seems like he loses his grip on the phone for a moment because the camera fumbles before being held upright again. It's not a great view, but viewers can catch a glimpse of a destroyed building in the background, firefighters still working to get all the flames doused. When Danny starts speaking again he seems to choke on the words.

"W-Well, something happened and.. I'm k-kinda and orphan now? So uh..." Danny gives a small sad sounding chuckle that fades into a light cough, "this is my official application for Bruce Wayne to adopt me. Internet, do your thing..."

The video ends.