A Skittering Crab Has A Small Gift For You! 🦀

Dc x Dp prompt

Danny has been working with the YJ for months, and he offhandedly mentioned he doesn’t have a grave. After Raven/one of his rogues explain why that’s a big deal, they decide to make him a grave/shrine. Danny loves it, and it can work as a way to call him in a pinch.

The Justice League and Justice Dark are at Young Justice headquarters, and notice the shrine. They are …. Concerned.

Mastering Complex Organisms

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the lost brother - damian

There is static in his ears.

There is a baby in his arms.

His niece. His niece from a brother dead before he was born. The daughter of Danyal, his mother's greatest regret, the ghost haunting his childhood, the brother he never got to have.

She is so small in his arms. Still. Quiet.

It frightens him, cradling such a fragile life in his arms. He's not good with most people, let alone a baby.

Danyal must have been truly desperate to leave her with him.

"Robin."

The voice makes the world come rushing back into place. Damian moves before he thinks, turning his body to shield his niece from danger, but it's only Red Robin standing before him. He stares, wide eyed, until Red Robin pushes his cowl back and Drake stands before him, expression carefully neutral. He doesn't look at the baby in Damian's arms. He only looks at Damian.

"Robin, come on. The Batmobile is right below us."

Damian hesitates, then follows Drake to the edge of the roof. He takes the fire escape down, landing carefully so he doesn't jostle the baby in his arms, and Drake grapples down a moment later, carefully maintaining the distance between them.

He knows it's to keep Damian from feeling trapped, and he's stupidly grateful, though he'll never say so.

The rest of the family will be a pain to deal with. They will demand answers he doesn't have, invade his space, insist on taking his niece from him. At least Drake is quiet and willing to observe without interference beyond getting them all home.

As promised, the Batmobile waits for them in the alley. Drake holds the door open and Damian slides in, adjusting his niece to make sure she's comfortable. She blinks up at him with dark blue eyes.

How strange. He had expected them to be green.

Drake drives them, speaking in short bursts into his comm. Damian brings a hand up to his own, realising rather belatedly that it's muted. Oracle must have grown annoyed at the barage of questions heading his way and silenced them for him.

He'll have to thank her later, once things have settled down.

For now, all his attention is on his little baby niece. What did Danyal say her name was?

Ellie.

Ellie Ellie Ellie.

She reaches up with a small hand, curious, and Damian offers a finger for her to latch on to. Her grip isn't strong, and her hand is small and barely warm.

He holds her closer for the rest of the ride home.

Father wants to take Ellie away for tests. Damian refuses to let go of her, going as far as leveling a sword at anyone who tries.

Drake is the only one who offers to only draw the barest minimum amount of blood for a DNA test, all while Damian holds her.

This, he accepts.

The others hover in his periphery, muttering amongst themselves, but Damian cares little for their thoughts and judgements. He was given Ellie for the sole purpose of caring for her. He will not fail in his duty. If it comes to it that he has to hide away with Mother for the rest of them to calm down, then he will. Surely she'll want to be involved with her granddaughter.

He'll have to tell her about Danyal, anyways.

Father stays at the computer, watching as the results load. He does not look away from the screen to even greet Ellie.

Damian pushes down his bitterness. He knows well the kind of man Father is, now. This is expected of him.

It's Richard that stays by him, hurrying across the Cave with an armful of diapers and baby clothes.

"I wasn't sure what to get, so I got a bit of everything," he explains, setting everything down on the cot where Damian sits with Ellie. Richard cut his patrol short as soon as Danyal left and made an emergency run to the nearest store with baby supplies, pulling sweatpants and a jacket over his Nightwing suit. The collar of the suit peeks out from beneath his jacket, and Damian is sure that it's only the late hour that kept anyone from asking too many questions while Richard was shopping.

"Thank you," Damian mutters. He sets Ellie down carefully, and she blinks up at him with tired eyes. Her face is round with baby fat, but not by much. "How do I…?"

"I think I know how to change a diaper," Richard offers, already pulling a fresh one out of the pack. He gets a small pack of baby wipes out of his pocket and quickly undoes the diaper on Ellie, wiping her down. Damian watches carefully, committing each step to memory as Richard changes her diaper and makes sure she's comfortable.

They're all out of their depths, Damian realizes. Have any of them actually cared for a baby? Pennyworth might have had some idea, and though he died a few years ago, the loss of him aches sharply even now.

"We'll have to figure out how old she is before we get any food for her," Richard murmurs, reaching out to brush a finger against her cheek. His eyes are soft, sad, and Damian lets out a slow breath, relived to know he can trust Richard with Ellie. "What happened?"

It's the question everyone's been asking him, and Damian has refused to answer each time.

But he will answer Richard.

"I saw a person on the edge of the roof as I patrolled. I went down to bring them to safety. He was… I had an older brother who died before I was born. But I know what he looks like. It was him, on that roof."

"You think he came back to life?"

"He must have. He was placed in a Lazarus Pit, but Mother said it didn't bring him back. Perhaps it just took time."

"What made you think it was him, if you've never met him?"

Damian thinks back. The man on the roof was a few years older than Drake, thin and worn-down. His eyes caught Damian's attention first; al Ghul's have very distinctive eyes, and it seems they both inherited that trait from Mother. Beyond that…

Lazarus Pits have magic in them. They wouldn't be able to do what they did without it. Those revived by Lazarus Pits carry some of it with them; it's not Pit Rage, which fades within an hour, but something else that leaves them on the boundary of inhuman. Damian grew up around the Pits and people who used them. He knows what the magic of the Pits feels like, and he could feel it in Danyal.

"I just knew," Damian answers. "Should Mother ever meet him, she'll be able to tell you the same thing: that was Danyal. And this is his daughter."

"Do you know why he left his daughter with you?"

"He asked if Batman was a good father. If I was safe here. Only then did he give Ellie to me."

"He could have stayed to," Richard says, sadness coloring his tone.

Damian doesn't respond. What could he say? Yes, Danyal could have stayed and joined them. He chose not to, for whatever reason. They have not found him yet, and Damian doubts they will find him any time soon.

Danyal is the first son of Talia al Ghul and Bruce Wayne. He will not be found until he wants to be.

Damian will have to wait until then.

The DNA results come back after eight rounds of testing.

Ellie is indeed Damian's niece.

The closest matches to her in the database are Damian and Bruce, which all but confirms that Danyal is indeed the first blood son of the Bat.

Father stares down at Ellie with an unreadable look on his face. He doesn't try to hold her; Damian doesn't know if he should be grateful for this or not.

"I have another son," he says. "And neither you nor your mother ever told me."

"He was dead," Damian answers, "What use would a dead child be to you? Even I never met him until tonight. He was gone long before I was born."

"He's still my son!"

"He's a stranger," Damian bites back. "Why do you pretend to care now? He has never been a part of our lives before. You won't even hold his daughter."

Father flinches back, just slightly, but it's enough to know that the barb hit. Damian gathers Ellie up into his arms and heads for the stairs. "I will be going to sleep now. Ellie will stay with me. You are welcome to stay down here to search for Danyal, or you can get some rest to join me in shopping for Ellie. I will call Mother. Good night."

The others don't have the decency to wait until he's completely out of the Cave before they begin shouting amongst themselves. Damian clicks his tongue and looks down at Ellie, who's sleeping peacefully.

"Let's hope you grow up to have more sense than them," he says to her.

He lays her on top of the blankets, then curls up next to her. It's a long time before he's able to fall asleep.

Mother calls first thing in the morning. Damian's barely had time to brush his teeth before his phone is ringing, and he has to rush to catch it before the call ends.

"Is it true?" she demands as soon as he answers, "Was it Danyal?"

Damian bites back a curse. He said he'd call her. It would have been best if he had been the one to break the news, rather than anyone else, but it doesn't surprise him that no one listened.

"It's true," he says. "Danyal was in Gotham last night. He left his daughter in my care before disappearing. I was unable to speak to him more."

"How can that be," she says, breathless, "It's been decades since his death. The Lazarus Pit never returned him to me."

"It was him. That's all I know."

There's a pause as his mother gathers her composure. Then she says, "I will be in Gotham in a week. I will not be kept out of my granddaughter's life."

"I will make sure we have a room ready for you."

"Good. Take care, habibi."

The call ends without any other fanfare. Damian drops his head with a sigh and tosses his phone back onto his desk.

On his bed, Ellie is sitting up, watching him curiously.

"You and your father have caused a lot of trouble already," he tells her, and she claps her hands together.

When he goes downstairs, he immediately makes note of Drake and Brown's presence with displeasure. His hopes for a quiet morning are dashed before he even reached the kitchen.

"There you are!" Brown says far too loudly. She bounds up to him, ignoring his scowl, and peers at Ellie. "Hm, I'd guess around nine to eleven months, accounting for FTT and some malnutrition."

"FTT?" he repeats.

"Failure to thrive. If infants aren't care for properly, which includes cuddling, then they just… don't grow as they should. They end up smaller and weaker than is expected for their age."

"I imagine she was not taken care of properly, wherever she was before. She wouldn't have been left with me otherwise."

Brown looks troubled, but she blinks it away and smiles when Ellie reaches up to grab at her nose. "Hello there," she says in a soft voice, "I'm your favorite aunt. Don't forget that, alright! I'm your favorite."

Damian pushes her away. "She has no favorites."

"Not yet, but it'll definitely be me when she does!"

"Don't you have anything better to do than bother me?"

"No. But, in all seriousness, me and Tim are here to help. He gave me a rundown and what happened and I still have a bunch of stuff from my pregnancy classes that can help you. We also got some baby food and milk and formula for the baby, since she'll need to eat and be burped. I can walk you through all of that so you can start getting some experience in baby care."

Ah. He had forgotten that Brown had once been pregnant. That she gave away her own baby.

It must be hard for her to be on the other end of that situation, to watch someone take in a baby whose parent couldn't properly care for her, to muster up a smile and all the information she has to make things better.

"I would… appreciate that, Brown."

"Good! Well, lesson one starts now."

She throws open the door to the kitchen, where Drake is pressing the tip of a feeding bottle against the inside of his wrist. "Come here," he says to Damian. "Hold out a hand."

Curious, Damian does as told, and watches as Drake pressed the warm tip of the bottle against his wrist, where liquid splots out onto his skin. "That's about how warm it should be when you feed her. Here." He presses the bottle into Damian's hands, and it takes some adjustment before he can feed Ellie, who starts off slowly, then with more energy.

Brown tosses a rag over his shoulder, and instructs him on how to burp Ellie once she's finished eating. She coughs up some formula, then settles back into his arms, eyes closing as she begins to doze.

"I'll handle shopping," Drake says. "You need a crib, right? Maybe some toys… Just text me a list, I'll get everything."

"Why are you doing all this?" Damian can't help but ask. "We are not exactly… close."

Drake blinks at him, as though he's confused. "Because a baby is a big responsibility. And just because we don't always get along doesn't mean we're not family. She's my neice too. Doesn't she deserve to have more people in her corner?"

Damian can't argue with that, so he nods and lets Drake go to buy whatever he thinks is necessary. Brown lingers in the kitchen, making breakfast for them both in between sneaking glances at Ellie. Usually being watched so obviously would have him on edge and snappy, but he understands the urge to keep looking; he also can't take his eyes off of Ellie.

For someone so small to go through such hardship already… he doesn't understand how anyone can look at her and not want to keep her safe.

He wonders if anyone is keeping Danyal safe.

As much as he wants to go after Danyal, search for his resurrected brother, Ellie takes priority.

She's the one who's here to stay, after all.

Father doesn't come up from the Batcave all day.

Damian tries not to hate him for it.

He doesn't think he succeeds.

(masterpost for all parts)

1) I want to say I am a long time fan of your art I love all of the things you do with the owl house and the wittebanes. You are amazing and you should know.

2) I kinda want all of your Calebs from all your AUs to get together in a room and see which of them is the least traumatized. I think it would be as fun as it is heartbreaking

AW THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

I've got a skit for you, on all my AU Caleb's meeting. It is completely nonsensical and honestly... I have no words. They'd probably all get on each other's nerves.

Here they are:

Timepool AU Caleb

Silly AU Caleb

Happy Modern AU Caleb

Happy Timepool AU Caleb

Puppet Timepool AU Caleb

Gold Tail AU Caleb

It's the annual Caleb Convention, and this year there are even fewer in attendance! Today's session is a discussion of which Caleb has it worse than the rest.

BEFORE THE CONVENTION

Silly Caleb: (To Timepool Caleb) Hey, hey, hey you… Timepool Caleb: Uh? Yes? Silly Caleb: You live on earth, yeah? Timepool Caleb: I do… Silly Caleb: (Whisper) You got the stuff? Timepool Caleb: Pardon? Silly Caleb: (Shifty eyes) Silly Caleb: The Pumpkins. Timepool Caleb: (Facepalms)

DURING THE CONVENTION

Happy Timepool AU Caleb

Oh, trauma? I mean, a lot of us rescued a baby from our elderly younger brother after experiencing the horror of being trapped in a timepool... but I made it back home to my wife, and… I GOT THE APPLE BLOOD. Oh, and I have two beautiful children. Everyone keeps asking if I need to make excuses for why one looks tubbier than the other... They're twins, I swear. Life's going great for me! My babies are also tormenting their Uncle, so no Philip is messing with this family anytime soon.

Silly Caleb: Oooh! So your kids bully Philip too! Nice. Nice.

All Calebs: (Clapping)

Puppet AU Caleb

Puppet Timepool Caleb: …Oh? Me? Life has been a constant struggle. But at least we’re all still together... Right son? Flap?

Hunter & Flapjack: (As puppets) ...

Puppet Timepool Caleb: A-Anyway, I'm starving. The Boiling Isles lacks enough food with all the crumbling infrastructure.

Modern Happy AU Caleb

Modern Happy AU Caleb: My brother went missing a few years ago when we went to the Boiling Isles. Everything else has been great. Supposedly, he returned and met my son, and I am an uncle to a disc… who wants titan blood? I think my horrors are yet to come. 

Timepool Caleb

Sitting in the in-between realm flat-out sobbing. That son of a bitch. He killed my family.

Silly AU Caleb

Truly, my life is the greatest. I have a beautiful kid, I get to bully old man Philip all I want, and I got to keep all the apple blood for myself. Everything is just perfect.

Merman Caleb

…At least you all still have legs.

Timepool Caleb: (Sobbing) Silly AU: OG AU Caleb is really killing the vibe. Can you be a little less selfish? Also. (Silly AU Caleb claps his hands.) Silly AU Caleb: Half of you are on Earth, yes? Well, let’s get to business. All Calebs: What? Silly Caleb: I called you all here because I. Need. Pumpkins. If we all work together then my son will finally get to try a delicious pumpkin pie.  All Calebs: Y-You mean… All this time Merman Caleb: ARE YOU SERIOUS?! EVEN I MANAGED TO GET HIM PUMPKIN PIE. AND I AM IN THE SEA.  Silly AU: Clearly my reality is the direst.

(All the Calebs are getting pumpkins and making pie.)

All the Hunters sitting together. 

Puppet Hunter: ...

Happy Timepool AU Hunter (With his Sister): (Devouring pie with no respect) 

Timepool Hunter (Mullet kid): F-Flap would have loved this. 

Modern Happy AU Hunter (No scars; Earth haircut) I should have expected pie would taste different if it were made in the past and future?

Mer-Hunter: Pie without the salt-water taste. It’s good. 

Silly AU Hunter (No scars dot eyes): “Wow, actual pumpkin pie”

Silly AU: I think this is what the book meant by time-travel… and get a shit ton of pumpkins.  Timepool Caleb: Are you reading How to Revive your Dead Wife? Silly AU: Yes! Great literature isn’t it?  Timepool Caleb: It’s a book from an AU of long ago… where zombies killed some Caleb’s wife. Instead of working, it destroyed every trace of the reality… People ask about Zombie AU Caleb all the time, but he’s gone.  Silly AU: Oh, oh, I know all about Zombie AU Caleb. That’s exactly what I’m hoping for. Timepool Caleb: To be wiped from existence? Silly AU: How else do you stop a genocide? By having your world never exist, of course! Timepool Caleb: What about your Hunter? Silly AU: … oh …  All the Caleb’s: You’re really the dumb one, aren’t you?  Silly AU: Hunter! We are leaving! Grab your pumpkin and let’s go. Timepool Caleb & Puppet Caleb: Not a chance, pal.  Silly AU: Oh my, is that Philip Wittebane with another baby grimwalker? All the Caleb’s: GASP. PIP WE SAID STOP.

Happy Modern & MerCaleb: … Nice try. But our Hunter isn’t even a grimwalker.  Silly AU: Hehehe, jokes on you fish. I have legs! And you… I heard Philip has let out your disc nephew and he is blaring Baby Shark. MerCaleb and Modern Caleb: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.  Silly AU: *grabs Puppet Hunter like a ragdoll and runs through the portal. Alright son, we got the pumpkin and….  Puppet Hunter: ... Silly AU Hunter: Oh… uh… Guess we’re doing a bit of a Dadswap. Puppet Timepool Caleb: (Scary emaciated man with big hair flying rage)

Timepool Caleb: This ends now…  Modern Caleb: Pushes the reset button.  Silly Caleb (wakes up back in his castle) Silly Hunter: “Papa, Papa?” Silly Caleb: “What happened?” Silly Hunter: “Lily says she found one.” Silly Caleb: “Found…” Silly Hunter: “A pumpkin.” Silly Caleb: “Oh… did she?” Silly Hunter: “She says it has your name written on it.” Silly Caleb: (He looks at Lily and the pumpkin.) Pumpkin: “You give the surviving Caleb’s a bad name.” Silly AU Caleb picks up his book How to Revive your Dead Wife. He flips to the next page. It reads. "Infuriate yourself in other realities.

Silly AU Caleb: “Looks like we can make a mighty fine pumpkin pie now.”

>:O

Idea: Okay so normally with all the Time Traveler that comes back to prevent the apocalypse tagged into the dcxdp tag the guy traveling back sees Danny or Dan and either trying to take out the threat or thinking they can "correct the behavior" to avoid the future.

BUT!! What if like Flash or whoever goes back and meets Danny first and thinks the usual "Oh I can mentor him and prevent him turning evil!" except later, after Danny trusts them enough Big Reveal: Danny has a daughter and son. They're introduced to the small toddlers that this teen hero is showing him absolute trust in revealing and they see Dan in that tiny son. It's Dan.

"Flash! I want to introduce you to my babies!" Danny spoke so excitedly, not at all minding the confusion and alarm flashing across the adult hero's face.

"Babies?! You're sixteen!" Flash blurted alarmed.

"I know, I know. They were...well there was an incident...a very violent and kind of...forget it. There was an incident and I have babies! I want to introduce you to my twins!" Danny told him, sort of pained and floundering. Danny had never been very good at hiding his emotions so Flash could read the alarming red flags in the things he was telling him.

Flash was trapped somewhere between horror and numbness as he grinned and didn't even hear himself agree to meet the twins. He was trying to calculate how this event fit into Danny becoming Dan. Was it the trauma? Did something happen to his children? What was going on here? He didn't know that Dan had any family, though after meeting Danny he had realized that he'd actually had parents, a sister, and pseudo siblings in his friends so a fairly large family that Dan had never talked about.

Danny was so excited as he showed Flash the two tiny toddlers he had hidden nearby. They looked closer to two years old and that only alarmed Flash more deeply. But what made it worse was that looking down at their tiny faces Flash saw Dan. The boy was adorable and with chubby cheeks but the features that he had originally thought Danny would grow into once he got older were already present in the baby boy.

"This is my daughter Danielle Celeste Fenton and my younger son Danior Altair Fenton. Aren't they just the cutest!?" Danny seemed to miss the horrifying pit that had opened in Flash's chest and cuddled and kissed the toddlers who both giggled at the actions. "They like to be called Dani and Dan though."

Flash felt like everything he had previously known or thought had shattered into pieces. He couldn't speak for a few brief moments before he smiled somewhat pained at Danny.

"Can I as who their other parent is?" Flash asked. Danny clearly hesitated for a bit.

"Their father is Vlad Plasmius, he...he wanted a perfect son and when I wouldn't comply voluntarily he decided to force the matter." Danny confessed a little sadly, hugging his children protectively to his far too small chest. Flash felt like the floor had collapsed out from under him.

"Plasmius!? Plasmius forced you to-!" Flash was fuming, he didn't even know he could get this absolutely livid.

There were a million and one things going through Flash's head. So many things he now was beginning to piece together into something truly ugly. There had been no Danny in the future, no sister Dani either, but there had been Vlad Masters. A Vlad Masters who had taken credit quite often in creating the monster Dan. A Vlad Masters who everyone knew had once been Plasmius before Dan had done something to tear the powers from him.

Flash suddenly realized that his mission suddenly went from preventing Danny from becoming Dan, to ensuring that Danny survived to raise Dan himself and never allow Masters to gain custody ever.

Oh my God ever since I seen this I've had a little brain warm in my head no I just can't stop imagining that Zuko as a child was given a curse every time he lets his emotions get too bad he grows so the ship has had itself resupplies for a giant Zuko tantrums

Like it's like in shallow water Zuko could just hop in and walk along the ship with his uncle and crew and he can only get back with him when he calm down

Can you please draw more Giant Zuko 🥺

Here is a little more 🙈

Finally Getting Help masterpost

Soon after Danny takes two of the failed clones into his body his parents let Vlad take him to a Gala in Gotham. When the Bats clock that he is pregnant they work to get him away from Vlad, find out how and why this happened to him, and fix it.

Danny is just relieved to finally have some adults on his side, and be able to relax and focus on himself and the babies.

Part 1 - Gala and discovery

Part 2 - confronting Vlad and calling The Guy

part 3 - Research and meeting Zatana

part 4 - Raiding Amity

part 5 - Jazz and Danny reunite

part 6 - Jazz's power point

part 7- Damian and Danny bond and Jason comes back

Part 8- Jason meets Jazz

Part 9- Jason meets Danny (finally)

Part 10- Danny calls his friends

Part 11- First date (part 1)

part 12- first date (part 2)

Part 13- Danny's doctors appointment

Part 14- Jason and Danny go camping

Part 15- Vlad crashes the party

Part 16- Frostbite comes to give various check ups

Part 17 - meeting the Justice League

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Gotham!Danny Phantom and His Bats

[Here] Writing Prompt: Cryptid Danny predates the Bats.

[Here] In which Danny is both Tim Drake and Gotham's City Spirit.

[Here] Writing Prompt: Danny and Gotham’s Bay that’s full of dead bodies, ghosts, and a very alive Red Hood

[Here] Gotham Spirit Phantom has a moment of introspection and would like people to stop blowing parts of the city up

[Here] AU of Gotham Spirit Phantom where Danny has no idea what universe he got reborn in and proceeds to have a bad time and decides to DIY mental health.

[Here] AU of Gotham Spirit Phantom where Danny has no idea what universe he got reborn in, pt. 2: Danny bullies Bruce into self care.

[Here] Writing Prompt: Shade! Jason stumbles across a ghost Danny, adopts him, gets turned into a full-fledged ghost, eats cookies, and gets pulled back into his human body.

An alarm went off; an interdementional being strong enough to destroy the world had appeared. But when the Justice League broke into the old haunted building the being was dwelling in, they found a gaggle of preteen girls having a sleepover. The Ghost King flew among them, dressed in the guise of teenage boy.

"What?" The Ghost King--Danny--scoffed, holding his hand out for a middle school girl to paint. "Experiences can be as valuable as gold or blood. This is a good payment for the information they desired."