Mostly Here So I Can Read Later But You Might Like It Too :)

Reblog for later when it's not 4 in the morning.

dere you go

Since Jason was originally ginger and dyed it (in some continuities), the affinity for sunburns came with it.

Dick: “Jason, we have to go.”

Jason: “I know I know, I just have to apply my second layer of sunscreen.“

Dick: “You always do this—Wait, is that spf 200? Where did you get that?”

Jason: “Crime lord activities.”

Awkward meetings

Pretty much the same things happen as in canon, but Danny almost constantly bumps into Ra's in his time travel (where dc and dp can exist together or as separate/parallel alternate universes). After an indeterminate number of meetings, the contents of which I won't reveal, both came to an unspoken agreement to ignore each other no matter what.

Remarkably, the order of encounters for Ra's and Danny is chronologically confusing, as is their timeline relative to each other. How strong. No one knows at what segment of their meetings the other is. It's so damn confusing that Ra's and Danny keep logs of meetings, in a futile attempt to sort this shit out one day without potentially destabilizing the current time stream, the Flash's bullshit is more than enough, thanks.

And out of a desire to avoid all this headache, they most often just walk by and report their subjective meeting number. On rare occasions, they warn each other about how their next meeting might go, or simply ask the other to remind them of something.

Their awkward meetings/attempts to avoid prolonged interaction will look quite funny from the outside.

It seemed that the League always had its own "Cryptid". At truly random intervals (day, week, month, years), the same child quickly appeared in front of the Demon Head and just as quickly disappeared. Most often they exchanged some numbers, less often he uttered some phrases. Neither of them will even look at the other, eager to leave as soon as possible (the longer they are around, the higher the chance that something unpleasant will happen, strange, but together they often attract any kind of trouble from an earthquake to level threats end of the world).

Angel: so, who's got the pants in the relationship?

Alastor: obviously me, his Majesty likes the... lower position after all,

Lucifer raising an eyebrow: Alastor, stand up.

Alastor stands up: I can ask him to do whatever and he'll do it,

Lucifer: now sit back down.

Alastor taking back his seat: see, for example...

Lucifer laughing under his breath: yeah.

Alastor: my darling, could you please take this plate back to the kitchen?

Lucifer: of course, Bambi *snaps it away*

Alastor turning to Angel: see?

Angel laughing behind a hand sharing a lookTM with Lucifer: i totally see it

Jason*tells to a new friend how he wants to kill the Joker*.

Danny*takes a sip then gives him the thermos*: Chill, dude. Just eat him.

Jason:..What have you got in your thermos, Danny?

Danny: Do not ask the question if you already know the answer. But it’s something with an ecto signature.

Jason:

Danny: Don’t be shy. I already had breakfast today.

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Batman: Suspiciously, no sign of the Joker.

Batman: What are you drinking, Hood?

Red Hood: Em..Soda?

Batman: Which flavor is it?

Red Hood *who can’t keep his mouth shut*: Sweet revenge.

The Justice League is facing down a god of Weather they've never heard of, and they need to summon the Ghost King. They expect Constantine to be nervous, or even perhaps a little afraid. They don't expect him to start laughing hysterically and drawing a sigil on the floor with lipstick he had in his pocket.

"Constan...tine?" Flash asks, looking concerned.

Zatanna just sighs and walks away, clearly knowing what's going on and wanting nothing to do with it.

"He can't run away from me now!" Constantine says, aggressively finishing the summoning circle and slamming his hands down to activate it.

"Oi! C'mere, you little shit! There's no getting away this time! Some big ugly bloke who controls weather is causing trouble, and I'd say that's one of the things you can't ignore!"

The summoning sigil glows. It seems...sluggish.

Then is speeds up, and a teenager wearing a NASA hoodie rises out of it, holding a burger in one hand and wearing a tired glare on his face.

"Fine. I'll go get him. Can you stop being weird about this?"

"Weird? Nawr, I'm not weird. But you are gonna need to do a debrief, before you leave. Which means coming up here." The 'where I'll be waiting' is unsaid, but very clear.

The Ghost King looks disgusted before disappearing, presumably to deal with the Weather God.

No one says anything, but everyone stares at Constantine.

"What-?"

"That's his lovers' son, and he's been trying to win him over for months." Zatanna drones, coming back with a sandwich.

"That...I mean. People don't usually call their stepkids 'little shit'." Superman says, looking both uncomfortable and a little nervous.

"Well most people's unofficial stepkids don't deliberately cockblock them by opening a portal to the Infinite Realms beneath their feet, now do they?"

Or; Constantine was sent to investigate Amity Park and apprehend the criminals Jack and Maddie Fenton. He failed steps 1-6 and fucked them instead. Except their son is the Ghost King, and in response to Constantine showing up again and again, he decided to start tossing the Hellblazer into the Infinite Realms every time the man tried to get nasty with the kid's parents. He's also been avoiding Constantine like the plague, deliberately not answering any calls from the man and leaving to a different dimension whenever Constantine tries to talk it out. Now, though. Now John's been given a chance to summon the little shit and try to sit his ass down for a long overdue conversation about boundaries and the fact that he doesn't get to decide who his parents fuck. And yes, the lipstick in his pocket was Maddies.

Human 1 "So how did you get back?"

H2 "They just, kinda, man, I honestly don't know! They just kinda plopped us down and then hit some buttons, and then we were in japan!"

H1 "So you have no clue how you ended up with tattoos?"

H3 "We were directed to walk into this tube like thing then we couldn't move and this thing like an mri started to move and then bam tattoos!"

(Im kinda out of ideas so have this)

First humans ever to leave the solar system suddenly drop out of communications and the ship can't be found with any equipment. After one month of no contact their home countries start reluctantly holding funerals for the space heroes only for them all to turn up, healthy, well fed and extremely disoriented, in the middle of Tokyo, talking about alien abduction. Turns out that aliens found the poor humans straying out of their solar system, presumably lost, and took them to Alien Wildlife Rehabilitation before dumping them back in the middle of their native habitat.

DPxDC #16

Lancer could not believe his senior class won a writing competition. He is very proud of them though. The students were to write about something supernatural, the kids just wrote about a prior trip to the Infinity Realms. The prize is a tour of WE.

The most crime-ridden city in America, what a great place to win a trip. But since these kids have to deal with ghost attacks Lancer isn't concerned for his students, he is concerned for Gotham. His students are not to be taken lightly. Add to that fact, they are all armed to the teeth thanks to Danny Fenton who perfected his shrinkable weapons.

(using my idea about jewelry-style shrinkable weapons from #13)

Before the tour of WE, there are several hours for the class to kill. Lancer makes sure all their trackers are working before releasing them into the wild *cough* I mean allowing them to explore. The trackers are a cute charm individually styled to the students. Lancer needs a break... he ends up at the Iceberg Lounge.

Wes grabs his skateboard off his necklace and immediately sets off to find the Riddler, He wants to see how well he can do. A few other students go with him.

Danny since entering Gotham has been bombarded with spirits and wants to find a certain Red Hood and thank him for his services to the dead. Sam takes her electric scooter off her chatelaine and goes off to find Dr. Pamela Isley. Sam's a hardcore fangirl. Tucker goes off to find a coffee shop to hole up in and play Doom.

The A-listers go off to shop.

I want to right it but I have no clue how to start it!! ...... I hate writers block.

Okay but like, a fantasy/no capes au where Tim is a selkie, one who was fiercely protective over his pelt- but none of the Bats know that. One day, when Dick tried picking the innocuous-looking coat up from the floor, Tim “randomly” lashed out and bit him.