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Having siblings is so weird cus one second I want to burn this woman's whole lineage and the next in helping her look for a pan to make brownies in

Damian wakes up, startled. He doesn't remember what he saw in his dreams, and he is not sure what caused him to feel so anxious, but he knows what to do. The routine is easy and comforting; he just needs to find his brother Jason. So, he goes.

His bare feet against the cold floor is soundless, making no sound, and he keeps rubbing his eyes until he sees one of the doors open. It must be Jason. He always keeps the door of his room open, just in case.

There is a dim light in the room, a small lamp on the desk, where the stakes of paper are stored, and Jason is here, as tall and huge as always, tapping on his feet in an attempt to concentrate, while twirling a pen between his fingers. He is either reading or working on something else: writes down memories, afraid of them slipping away due to the Lazarus Pit hammering in his temples all the time.

Damian yawns and steps closer, tapping on his back.

'Akhi Jason,' he calls hoarsely. The body freezes, almost surprised — he is not supposed to; Jason hears him from the corridor, even if he is the most soundless kid in the whole world. 'I want to sleep.'

He never says he sees nightmares or that he is scared — just that. It always works.

Expect, this time it doesn't.

'What did you say?' Brother asks, his voice sounding so unusually stiff.

'Jason,' he repeats, more irritated this time. 'I said, I want to—'

When Jason turns around, Damian instinctively staggers back, his eyes widening.

The man in front of him is not Jason.

And for a second, Damian is panicking, until-

Until he doesn't remind himself that he is not home anymore. He is in the Wayne Manor, with his father.

With his father that looks exactly like his brother, only older, without scars, marring his face, and without a white streak that makes him look like a bird.

'Damian,' his father calls, slightly shaken. 'How do you know Jason?'

He swallows down. He is not supposed to tell about his brother. They instructed him not to.

But father has a familiar desperation in his eyes, the same one Jason had, when he was pacing around the room, muttering something incoherent, the cut out from newsletters photos of Bruce Wayne with Tim Drake in his hands, and-

And Damian shrugs.

'He is my brother,' he says, almost too innocently; because if he is going to be clueless about it, then what others will have to tell him? 'He stayed with a grandfather. It is a shame.'

Almost as if he doesn't understand what all of this implies.

'I was sleepy,' he adds. 'And got confused. My apologises, father. I shall return to my bedroom.'

Bruce stares, stares, and stares. And then, rubs his face with his hands, exhausted.

'I'll tuck you in. Let's go,' and a second later, with his voice sounding so familiarly small, just like how Jason's sounded when he first acknowledged him as his brother, he adds: 'Can you tell me more about your brother, Damian?'

And Damian tells him, of course.

He is not surprised to see the result of his work the next week.

i must contribute to the angst bc i make happy memes to forget how depressing your fic is @trainpassengers

TELL US WHO THE BABY DADDY/MOMMA IS 🗣️🗣️ I NEED TO KNOW WHO ASCHARYA LOOKS LIKE

Danny: In our defense... we were on a date when that crazy clown attacked us.

Red Hood: *visibly shaking with glee at the sight of Joker's dead body.*

Batman: *staring at the... there's steam coming off of thr body* What did you use.

Sam: I used the Fentom Anti-Creep Stick.

Tucker: Fenton wrist rays.

Danny: I threw my dad's cooking at him... that's what did it.

In the background, a small screeching glob could be heard as it attempted to make an escape.

Danny: That's supposed to be meatloaf.

who else up hurkleing their durkleing

DCx— what?

Y'all know them DCxDP posts on tiktok or other crossovers or some shit right? Well I want to do that too

But I'm sick and tired of seein all them everywhere I go cus- let's be honest, after a while, they get even the slightest bit boring, right? To me at least.

Anyway, point is, I'm writing DCxOC bullshit.

So, here it is

𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢. 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎.

𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 *𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢* 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚎, 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝚂𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑, 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝.

𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎.

𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚘𝚘𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚞𝚢: "𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍!"

𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎-𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗? 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎.. 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛? 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜.

𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚏 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 - 𝚘𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 - 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚔𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚊.. 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚢𝚌𝚕𝚎?? 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝??

?? (𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍): "𝚃𝚌𝚑. 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎? 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢!"

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗 (?? 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠) 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖

??(𝚁𝙷): "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢?"

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𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢. 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚙, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚔𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢.

𝙷𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜.

𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍: "𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢?"

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚔𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙤𝙝 𝙣𝙤 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙩.

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 (𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛): "𝚄𝚑, 𝚢𝚊-𝚜-𝚜𝚑. 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚔 𝚒'𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜."

𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍, 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎, what.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎- 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚋𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢.

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 (𝚃): 𝙰𝚎, 𝚢-𝚢𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎, 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚊?"

𝙾𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝙷𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢'𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕. 𝙸𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝.

(𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝)

𝚁𝙷: "𝚞𝚑𝚑.. 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢?"

𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 (𝚃): "𝙵𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?"

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚁𝙷: "𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝."

𝚂(𝚃): "𝙽𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎- 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?? 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢? 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝?? 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝, 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝.

𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 1) 𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝙶𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚖, 𝙰𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊, 2) 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 3) 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 4) 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝.

𝚆𝚑𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗'𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜? 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚃𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚛 (𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗) 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜.

(got tired of writing in that stupid ass font)

Jason though at first thought it was lighting, how Trevor's face seemed almost fully in shadow, but as they entered his safe house, he nearly had a heart attack once he saw the man's face.

It was almost as if someone drew a line from the top of his one ear to the bottom of the other one and coloured the upper part of his face with musou black pain. What was even weirder was how he didn't have a mouth. Like- at all.

Trevor was confused for a moment as Redhood stared at him, then realised he didn't exactly look normal.

Trevor: "...I'm guessing this type of look isn't normal here?"

He asked sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck as his one (one eye. A while shape with a black- fully black dot inside it, acting as the pupil) squinted a bit.

RH: "......no."

T: "Kurwa."

The end

I'm tired of pretending to hate Canon X OC.

JASON AND HIS ELDRITCH HORROR BOYFRIEND!

Bruce owes Danny money. He does Not want to pay up.

So! Danny had to run away from Amity Park when his parents discovered his Powers. But every time he tried to stay in a single place in America, they somehow managed to find him.

Turns out, they were working with the GIW to track him using the GIW's resources and the Fenton's Genius to find him everywhere he ran to. Eventually, Danny figured he had had enough and ran to Europe where the GIW had no Jurisdiction.

After wandering for a while, Danny was found and recruited by the League of Assasins. He was powerful, skilled, and connected to the Lazarus Pits, so they approached him with a job offer.

They would hide him from the Fentons, who had began to search for him in Europe independently, and in return he would work for them as an Assasin.

Considering his situation, Danny agreed.

He began training to be an Assasin, supplementing his Ghost Abilities with the abilities of an Assasin to become even more Stealthy.

While training under the League, Danny met another recruit simply known as Bruce. They trained together for years, even going on a few missions together gathering intel, and using disguises to hid in plain sight.

On one of these missions, Danny lent Bruce some money with the promise to get paid back when they returned to the League. That same night, Bruce left the League of Assasins and never came back.

...

Bruce was sitting in the Batcave going over a case with Tim, Jason was off to the side cleaning his Guns, and Dick and Cass were holding an acrobatics competition in their Obstacle Course, with Damien, Steph, and Duke cheering them on.

Suddenly an Eldritch Emerald Light sprang to life in the center of the Batcave, and everybody dropped what they were doing and sprang to action.

Slowly, a glowing green figure emerged from the Light. He appeared Eldritch in Nature, as if he existed in multiple layers of reality at once and looking at him gave them minor headaches. Then, the figure spoke up.

"BRUCE. ITS BEEN 15 YEARS. YOU STILL OWE ME 16 DOLLARS."

Recognizing Danny, Bruce took a moment to compose himself before responding.

"Fuck Off."

DPxDC Danny the Guy Who Won't Die

He lives in Gotham, and he is just A Guy. Nothing weird about him, he's just there to study/work/help Lady Gotham to lift her curse/on vacation with Sam. Point is, he is not there to cause trouble and there's no GIW on his tail. Just a dude living his (after)life.

And Gotham, being Gotham, still finds a way to be annoying. There are mugging attempts, robbery, Rogues running around. Only Danny really doesn't want to deal with any of it.

Now there's a dilemma. If he uses his powers to fight, it will sooner or later come to Bats' attention. And if he fights as a human, it will also alert some of the Bats since he doesn't really do a great job at keeping his power levels low. Not to mention the fact he is really not enthusiastic about accidentally punching someone hard enough he sends them to a hospital.

What does he do instead? He pulls the 'I guess I'll die' act.

So every time he is attacked, he just plays dead. The mugger shot him in the chest? He falls down and stops breathing. Caught up in the middle of a Poison Ivy attack? Skewers himself on the vine and goes lax. Scarecrow's Fear Gas? Very dramatically chokes himself and plays a corpse. He makes sure to disappear before any ambulances arrive later, and it all goes well for a few months - he is just a casualty, who cares, really - until one day, he runs into that same mugger who shot him in the chest a while ago.

The man does a double take. Danny doesn't notice - he's been mugged so many times, who has the brain capacity to remember all of those fuckers. But the rumor goes out anyway.

A guy-who-won't-die. It's more of a city legend, really, and the Bats don't give it much thought since, well, it sounds stupid and not very important. A rumor of some man who was shot dead and then showed up like nothing happened? Yeah, it's probably because the mugger didn't check if he was actually dead. That happens. Maybe it wasn't even the same man, Gotham is a big city. If anything, hey, at least that was one less casualty? That's a good thing.

That is, until one day, they show up to Joker's hostage situation and witness the clown screaming at one of the hostages. He is so enraged he is shaking, spit flying out of his mouth, and, contrary to the usual Joker's evil sneers and maniacal laughter, he seems just... furious. But, like, the normal-human-level furious. The 'I just lost the last ounce of patience with you' furious.

"Don't you look away from me, you think I don't remember you?! Na-ah, I do. You were the one I drowned in the shark tank last week! And you were the one run through the chainsaw trap two weeks before that! And you were in the guillotine!!! I saw your fucking head get deattached from your body, how the fuck are you here again?!"

And the guy he is screaming at just looks at him, confused and incomprehensive.

"Um, I'm pretty sure I'd remember getting my head cut off, you know? So, err, wrong guy."

"Wrong guy my fucking ass-"

Joker is so distracted by his screaming match that it makes it almost too easy for the Bats to fight him down and drag to Arkham. Yet, a few of them get just a bit suspicious.

Now, imagine all the shenanigans when they try keeping a watch on Danny the Won't Die Guy.

Ra's smiled as he looked at the young Detective. He was trapped. If he did not acquiesce to Ra's's demands, then his new friend would perish. The other boy's shirt was already soaked with his blood.

The other boy did not look concerned by the fact that he was losing blood in the slightest and Ra's wondered where Timothy had found someone too stupid to realize their mortal peril.

"Well," said the other boy as he stretched--wasn't that the arm Ra's had cut off? "It's nice to know that the whole 'elderly Froot Loop' who wants to force a teen into being his protege is something that transcends dimensions."

Timothy looked at the other boy. Then his eyes moved to the ground, where the severed arm was still lying. "No shit," he asked.

"Sadly, no. Ugh, I'm covered in blood again." The other boy--flickered. That was the best way that Ra's could describe it. The blood then fell through his body to land on the floor. "That's better."

"Oh, that's good. You must save a fortune on cleaning."

"You'd think so, wouldn't you?"

Jason's a 10 while his boyfriend looks mid

In Gotham University where Jason is studying literature, while Danny is studying engineering. Nobody knew how they even met, but they both showed up one day going out with each other.

Nobody knew why exactly Jason, who is an absolutely beefcake, built like a fridge, was with a guy that totally looks like a loser. He was tinier than Jason - a complete twink-, he often gets up to run to the bathroom citing stomach problems, once you set him off about something, he'll never stop yapping about it.

So, one brave student went up to Jason and asked the question. Why him?

Jason just smirked and tilted his head at Danny.

"Open your mouth."

Danny does so obligingly in confusion. What he didn't know nor did he realise was that once he did, his features started to distort, looking more...not human.

His teeth were sharp and jagged, his mouth was like a gaping abyss, so dark that the only thing that you see was more and more teeth. His eyes took more of a green hue, skin turned paler, and his freckles shone like the stars.

Danny then rolled out his tongue, which came out long and serpentine, flicking it a bit before rolling it back into his mouth, becoming normal once more.

Jason gave a lovesick lustful look at him.

The student immediately understood and simply said 'Have a nice day', because they get why. Teratophilia is a thing, people.

I love it when there's choas that most associate with Dan, Dani, and Danny.

___

Dan, Dani and Danny just finished a meeting with the Justice League (with the YJL on the side lines just being nosey) to talk about alliances between the League and the Phantoms.

Superman: Phantom.

Dan, Dani and Danny: Yes.

Flash: Wait, you're all Phantom?

Dani: Yeah, it's our family name, duh.

Superman: We prefer to work with the eldest Phantom-

Danny, who still looks the same age he died but is actually 15: That would be me.

Everyone is shocked.

Dan, scoffed: We're ghosts, our physical age doesn't reflect our actual ages.

Kid Flash: Wait, how old are you guys?

Dan: 4 years old.

Dani: 6 months old.

Dan: Baby-

Dani just stuck out her tongue.

Danny: I'm 15.

Robin: But you show up throughout history?

Danny: I do odd jobs for the ghost of time.

Green Latern: We'll circle back to that later. So, how are you guys related?

Dan: We're the same person.

JL + YJL: Wha-?

Dan: Me and her are variations of that one.

Batman: Elaborate.

Dan: I'm from another timeline that doesn't exist anymore.

Dani: I'm his clone!

Danny: And I'm just Danny.

Flash: Didn't you call her your cousin? Wouldn't she be your daughter?

Danny: It's interchangeable, we change what we call each other everyday. Sometimes I'm their brother, cousin or parent. Which one depends on the day.

Dan: We honestly don't care.

Flash: Since you're from a destroyed timeline, wouldn't she also be your clone too?

Dan: Naw, it's a little more complex than that.

Dani: He's actually combined ghosts of Danny and Plasmius combined with Danny's memories. In hindsight, that makes him their child. Which means we're actually full siblings.

Danny: Which is weird since Plasmius is actually an old man with an unhealthy obsession with my mom and me. He was my parents' college friend and is my godfather and arch nemesis.

Kid Flash: ... There is so many things wrong with that statement.

Danny: And that's why we call him a fruitloop.

Aqualad: There seems to be an issue with archnemesises cloning their hero counterparts.

Dani, squealing: THERES ANOTHER CLONE!!

Superboy: Hi.

Dani, suddenly in Superboy's face: Mom, look! He can pass off as one of us.

Robin: That makes no sense, he has blue eyes and black hair, you have white hair and green eyes.

All three Phantoms, with an inhumanly large and toothy grin, turned human: You sure 'bout that?

Batman: You have human disguises?

Danny: Sure, we'll go with that.

Dani, on Superboy's back: Can we keep him?

Dan: He'll fit right in.

Danny: Superman is his dad-

Superman, bristling: Its not my son.

The Phantoms just stare at him:...

Danny: No.

JL: ??

Dan: I won't make a mess.

JL, confused: ??

Dani: I'll help with clean up.

JL, concerned: !?!?

Danny: No, now help me convince Superboy to join our fraid.

So Billy is 17, doesn’t matter if he’s homeless or adopted, but the League or his family still don’t know that he Captain Marvel.

One day, he gets caught in a summon.

The summoning turns out to be a marriage contract. Billy is now married to the eldritch ghost king. Who was also not happy.

After sending the cultist to hell, the ghost king transforms into a teenager. Danny Fenton

Huh, he could work with this. Billy transforms as well.

They start working together to find a way to break off the marriage. There isn’t one. They are stuck together. And because both of them have enemies, they can’t exactly tell people that they’re married

Eventually, they learn to like each more than friends. One day, Marvel is in a meeting and someone asks him what he’s doing after work,

Marvel: oh! I’m watching that new horror movie with my husband :))

Leaguers: ….

Marvel: he was so excited to see it I couldn’t say no!

Leaguers: you’re married???

Marvel: … it was supposed to be a secret… shit…

Shenanigans

- marvel is getting his butt whipped by a new villain, Danny shows up as elderitch monster (“not my husband, bitch!”)

- JLA holiday party? Billy brings elderitch Danny

- Dani pops up:

Dani: hiya papa!!

Marvel: Dani! What are you doing here?

Dani: just stopping by to see my papa :))

Marvel: aww :))

Leaguers: aww….?

-when Billy identify is revealed;

Leaguer: I can’t believe you made up a fake husband!

Billy: oh Danny is real!

Leaguers: but he’s not your husband, right?

Billy: :))

Leaguers: ….right??

DPxDC Legal Power

Batman: You can not punish the Joker

Batman: You are no judge, jury, and executioner

Danny Fenton, standing over Joker's beaten body: Actually, I am

Danny Fenton, raising the Creep Stick up: I am the High King of Infinite Realms, and this bitch has been resurrected more than once

Danny Fenton, smacking Joker like a piñata: With the use of a pool of some nasty smelling ecto, mind you, but it puts him under my jurisdiction nonetheless

Danny Fenton, smiling at Batman as Joker is wheezing and trying to crawl away: So I am the judge, jury, and executioner for him since I'm the highest power in a Realm where he is a denizen

Danny Fenton, catching the Joker by the ankle and dragging him back: And as the King, I hereby sentence him to death by a repetitive use of The Creep Stick over his whole body

Batman: ...

Red Hood, with a bowl of popcorn: Do you mind switching The Creep Stick for a crowbar?

Incorrect DPxDC quote:

Jason: *learns he has contaminated ectoplasm and an only partially formed ghost core* can I get that in writing?

Frostbite: Certainly!

Later

Jason: *rolls up to the Batcave where everyone is meeting* GUESS WHAT? I DID come back wrong.

Dick: Jaybird, no you didn’t-

Jason: *slams doctor’s note on the meeting table* GHOST DOCTOR SAYS SO!

Alfred's Apprentice- DCxDP prompt

Alfred isn't immortal and he can admit he's not getting any younger. It also wouldn't hurt to have someone else to take on the workload since the family isn't going to get smaller.

Instead of finding help, help found him.

"Call me Nightingale. Danny Nightingale." The young man said presenting a black card with perfect white ink calligraphy.

Danny was about Tim's age. He had already graduated early according to records. His record was perfect in all respects. Smart. An intellect comparable to geniuses in respects to science which had more uses in the households then you'd expect. He was very precise when it came to cleaning. Every surface needed to be cleaned regardless of how much use they see. In fact Danny would carry a blacklight and wipe anything with fingerprints. His almost supernatural strength allowed him to move furniture for easier cleaning.

Alfred had suspicions that Danny had a history in crime scene cleaning. He chose not to say anything.

The kid was a damn good cook as well. Though his tea isn't up to Alfred's standards. At least heist his aim is good.

Bruce at least didn't adopt this one and leave Alfred to take care of him.

"Nightingale, did you clean the ceiling?" Alfred asked.

"Yes, sir. Please leave any hard to reach places to me. The chandelier is especially finicky to polish and you have better things to tend to." He said bowing at the waist.

Bruce was still uncomfortable asking Danny for anything and let Alfred instruct him on what he should do. He has suspicions that Danny was being trained to tend to Damian should something happen to him. Alfred would come up with a contingency like that.

The others took to Danny as best as they could. Most treated him like a brother with the exception of Tim and Damian. Tim couldn't really see past them being the same age but Danny was able to understand his babble about theories and help him. Thought Danny was also to wait out Tim's insomnia easily and take him to bed.

Damian had no issue seeing Danny as a servant which was exactly what he wanted. Dick would criticize him about being rude but Danny would assure him that Damian was not being rude, he was just giving Danny a job to do.

It was during an outing with Damian that Danny was put to the test. They were just visiting an art supply store. Danny carried Damian's bags to the car and put them away in the trunk. As he opened the door to let Damian in a group of kidnappers tried to steal the young master.

It was likely a crime of opportunity as they saw a rich boy and his butler out and about.

As the group tried to drive of with Damian in tow all the ties on their van blew out as Danny had already thrown down caltrops under the ties.

Gracefully and with the dignity expected of a bulter he pried the rough hands off of Damian, breaking every finger as he went.

"Please refrain from such brutish actions. I'd usually be unwilling to let this go but you must be very desperate to commit a crime so blatantly as to steal a child. I'm in a rush to get the young master home for dinner. So remain here, the police will be here in a few moments."

With that Danny escorted Damian into the car and drove them home.

he looks so offended at the prospect of getting shit for laying down, and honestly i felt that in my soul

"tell me it was real, because it was real to me."

01/01/25 vs. 05/12/24

i hauve a cold

"i fucking loved you, and you destroyed me like nobody else did."

mustve been a fucking trip when we switched from exorcism arrows to little books with crosses to fuckign laser beams

Could I please hug Blind Macaque? I’ll stay within watching view so you and Villain Wukong can watch me in case you don’t trust me.

small question 🙋 After one of anons took Blind!Mac and put him in jar, did Wukong reacted? Is that anon alive? How is Mac? 🤔

Mac is perfectly content and safe cutting a nap meanwhile V!Wukong takes care of the anon that decided to trap him

Ithaca saga has dropped, i don't remember how to draw, send help

Warrior!Mac n Warlord!Wuk

Danny's flight or fight response has quite the hair trigger for a few select phrases most being things vlad would say

One such being his full name a bit odd but there's a reason he always asks to be called danny

So really it's not his fault after joining the school in gotham he had been introduced to his class and he'd told them to call him danny

And he hadn't heard him all he'd heard was someone calling him danial and putting a hand on his shoulder

So really he can't be blamed for how he reacted he told everyone not to call him Daniel and he snuck up and called him daniel

How can he be blamed for breaking Damien waynes nose

Ridiculous Dead Serious idea:

Danny is in some kinda competition that Damian is also in, and they’ve been sniping at each other back and forth throughout the whole thing.

Until one day Danny goes, “You want me so bad it makes you look stupid!”

And Damian stops. Considers. Interrogates himself and his motivations like a good detective. Has a facial journey as he goes through the five stages of grief.

Danny was expecting a snide comeback and now he is legitimately worried he’s somehow triggered the snooty rich kid. Trying to decide if he wants to apologize or awkwardly make his way out of the room to give him time to recover.

Damian sorta hates himself because… yeah, yeah he does. He is attracted to the bratty little fucker and has been… pulling pigtails? Antagonizing to remain in his thoughts and field of vision, to watch his face get red and his breath quicken, to make him lean aggressively into his space and growl at him???

Damian is horrified. How did he misjudge himself so badly? Is this how mother felt when she discovered that Father was a complete mess and only fell more in love?

“Uh, dude? Are you… okay?” Danny reaches hesitantly towards him but doesn’t quite touch.

“No,” Damian says, schooling his face into a bland mask. “In fact, I may need you to support me.”

Panic flits across his companion’s face. He rushes to his aid, ducking against his side. His arm wraps around Damian’s back and a hand settles on his waist. Too gullible.

Damian mourns his own good sense.

Danny's flight or fight response has quite the hair trigger for a few select phrases most being things vlad would say

One such being his full name a bit odd but there's a reason he always asks to be called danny

So really it's not his fault after joining the school in gotham he had been introduced to his class and he'd told them to call him danny

And he hadn't heard him all he'd heard was someone calling him danial and putting a hand on his shoulder

So really he can't be blamed for how he reacted he told everyone not to call him Daniel and he snuck up and called him daniel

How can he be blamed for breaking Damien waynes nose

Danny's flight or fight response has quite the hair trigger for a few select phrases most being things vlad would say

One such being his full name a bit odd but there's a reason he always asks to be called danny

So really it's not his fault after joining the school in gotham he had been introduced to his class and he'd told them to call him danny

And he hadn't heard him all he'd heard was someone calling him danial and putting a hand on his shoulder

So really he can't be blamed for how he reacted he told everyone not to call him Daniel and he snuck up and called him daniel

How can he be blamed for breaking Damien waynes nose