Ya'll Remember Ace? Bat-hound?

I have just 1 dp x dc idea that have been bouncing around like a DVD logo screensaver and everytime it hits a corner, it reminds me that it's there.

The idea: what if the Lazarus Pits contains RAW UNFILTERED ectoplasm like not corrupted but just ... raw. (Maybe that's why Jason has very strong emotions) Oh and it attracts all ecto-beings including ((1) Danny Fenton/Phantom) like bees to nectar.

The more developed idea: Danny on a school trip to got ham. Sees Red Hood, then goes feral and stalkerish, basically just absorbing and filtering the very concentrated and raw ectoplasm whenever he gets close to Jason/Red Hood(Danny be like: yum-need-want moremoremore gimme)

Sam and Tucker knows what's going on, they can feel it , the instinct to go-go-go-go-find-find-find the source of energy (practically radiating everywhere!) but not as strong as poor Danny. They're now just chasing after (1) feral gremlin boi after some yum-yum energy (or maybe just maybe they encourage it cause why not the CHAOS)

The batfam is just there like NEW CHILD!!! Now Jason suffers from one stalkerish child ( until Danny calms down but they don't know that it's not permanent )

Danny was annoyed. Who were these people? Vlad hadn't even been dead for a week before these people with cameras began stalking him. He could understand paparazzi in any other city. But this was Amity Park. Nothing ever happened here...except the ghosts but that wasn't too unusual compared to other places like Metropolis and Gotham.

Speaking of Gotham, most of these reporters seemed to be form there. What were people from New Jersey doing all the way in Illinois? And why were they crowded around his house? Why were they asking about Bruce Wayne? Did Vlad do something before his death that put him at odds with the Gotham Billionaire playboy?

Danny heard the security system shoot another one of the reporters and sighed before activating the Baba Yaga protocol. It was hilarious to see the looks on thier faces when the house grew legs and walked away.

Dannys parents had long since chased off any potential babysitters, so they just made an AI to babysit him when they were away. Said AI was taking care of him for the two weeks his parents were away and his older sister was at summer camp. Danny actually preferred this because the AI could cook way better than his mom and better at driving than his dad.

With everyone gone and the AI hacked by him and his elementary school on summer break, this seemed like the perfect time to go to this Bruce guy and ask him whats going on.

Aka one of the bats has a kid out there and the press learns about it before the bats do. Danny is an overconfident little kid who feels untouchable in his parents mad science house.

Is Danny still Phantom in this au? Who's son is he? Was vlad still obsessed with him and maddie and made him his heir? So many questions. You decide.

DPxDC Prompt

Danny has always been able to manage his obsession with the help of his human half & also because a variety of urges were running through him when he died - curiosity (the desire to explore), service (the desire to be of use, to fix), and his overall innate nature, protectiveness (to protect this new, loving family he's found, to protect his little brother, no matter the cost)

-and underneath it all, buried deep down and an admittance he will never speak is his desire for power, because with power comes the ability to accomplish all of the above.

Still, he has seen what power does to people, to his Grandfather, and then what power had done to him, in a future where no human half had tempered his urges and his desire for power was doubled when he combined with the ghost of his godfather, obsession meeting obsession.

So he keeps himself on a tight leash except for the day he embraces Power and Ends Pariah, which is fine because the power from the suit is temporary and he still has no idea the dark future that awaits him, believes that he can temper himself. But he is something wild and dark and feral when he goes after Pariah, calling upon lessons from a past life and not hesitating to go for the kill in a way that makes Vlad, the only true witness, hesitant around him forevermore, a sliver of fear in his eyes that he cannot mask.

If he had known defeating Pariah would mean inheriting the crown, he never would've done it. Because with the power of the Crown and the Ring comes again his inability to fight his urges - not for more power, he has plenty, but to protect.

For Clockwork, for the Ancients, a King that will Protect his Realm is the ideal. But the ramifications for Danny are clear to his family the moment he wrenches Ellie from the Earth and into a room in The Keep for a week until her cheeks are flush with ectoplasm but also tears and Jazz and Maddie have successfully talked him through how safety must also mean happiness. To this day they do not know if it was their words that eventually penetrated his mind or his power settling. But he still struggles to allow them their freedom, and it is apparent to all who love him.

And so they figure out ways to manage. Systems. None of his Beloved, his Fraid will ever willingly step into danger. They will give him consistent updates, they will provide tech that manages their vitals. They will visit and allow him trespass in turn. They will sleep in his bed (less necessary, but said with a wink and an errant hand that shows they are willing to make the sacrifice).

And deep within the Zone, on one of his routine checks with nary a soul in a sight, Danny allows himself to curl into a ball and cry. Wail. Because he knows he can never go in search of his brother, nor his father, the Batman. The one reunion he craved, because with power came the ability to protect, even from one as horrible as Ra's Al Ghul, is the same reason he must deny himself. Because Damian Wayne and Bruce Wayne will always put themselves in danger. And if he comes to them, he will never let them go.

Tim Drake my beloved!

Partners in something

Tim Drake and !Anti-Hero !Teen !Masc Reader

Was this supposed to happen? No. Did it happen? Yes yes it did.

TW:adrenaline junky, gang affiliation, dangerous activity, cussing

Red Robin watched as his friend danced on the rooftop. Why was his friend dancing? Well they had just successfully taken down a drug ring. And how better to celebrate than dancing on a roof and eating ramen noodles.

Honestly Red should have turned in the anti-hero months ago but he was attached now. Mind you this guy was chaotic as fuck and barely needed a drop of caffeine. They were opposites but they balanced the other out quite nicely.

“Hey Red I should probably be going.” He piped up

“Yeah I figured. Don’t get caught. And want to meet up out of costume later?” Red asked

“Sure! Can we go to your house though? I may or may not have forgotten to get food and I’m to lazy and would rather raid your pantry.” He said glancing around at the buildings around them

“Sure but my brothers will try and stop you.” Red answered relaxing against a wall

“I’m not scared of them Red.” He said nonchalantly

Red stayed on the building and watched and his friend jumped from building to building disappearing into the night. Red waited till someone told him to come in. He relished in the mild peace of the night.

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Tim sat at the table already on his second cup of coffee this morning. Dick and Jason were here today because it was the weekend. Wally and Roy would most likely make an appearance at dinner and if the demon had it his way Jon might be having dinner with them as well.

Usually this would mean Tim would bring Conner over but not tonight. Conner was busy but someone else wasn’t. (Y/N) in all his sleep deprived glory was almost always free. Which was perfect for Tim.

“Oh hey I’m not bringing Conner to dinner tonight. He’s busy. Is it ok if I bring a school friend?” Tim said looking at Bruce for an answer

“I don’t see why not. Is it someone we already know?” Bruce asked not looking up from his newspaper. Usually Dick, Jason, or Damien would pipe up at something like this but they were to in grossed in an argument.

“No but I’ve done school projects with him and he hangs out with me and Conner sometimes.” Tim said

“Well it’ll be nice to meet someone who isn’t involved in the family business.” Bruce said taking a sip of his coffee

Tim about laughed at that though. ‘Only if you knew’

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When everyone dispersed from breakfast it was chaotic. Dick, Jason, and Bruce immediately went to the cave. They had to do stuff at the WatchTower.

Damien went out back. Most likely waiting on Jon to get here. Alfred left to go grocery shopping and to meet up with Babs, Cass, and Steph for their weekly tea date.

Tim pulled out his phone to text (Y/N) hoping the idiot was awake.

Chicken Shát

Yesterday 9:37pm

LAMO

Do not make fun of me

But it’s so easy!?!?

Today 10:07am

Hey wen do u want me to pck u up

Tim turned off his phone and headed up to his room. He’d just have to wait till (Y/N) decided to respond.

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(Y/N) was mulling over a file that was mildly annoying when he heard the tell tale ring of his phone. The only problem he did not know where his phone was.

After a good 15 minute search he found his phone discarded in and empty takeout box. It was the phone he normally used and not a burner which meant civvies not the fucked up hoodie mess that was his gear. Thank whatever god for that. He looked at the phone and it was from Tim. Ah what joy the annoyance and joy of his life.

Tim Shim

Yesterday 9:37pm

LAMO

Do not make fun of me

But it’s so easy!?!?

Today 10:07am

Hey wen do u want me to pck u up

Whenever works I’m already awake

Did you even sleep?

If I say yes does it make it better?

No!

Then no I did not sleep at all

Dumbfuck

Says the guy who lives off caffeine

That was mean :(

Oh well :]

He turned off his phone and concluded he definitely would need to change before Tim got here.

It took a bit of searching but he was able to find a graphic-tee that had the RedHood emblem on it a decent pair of jeans. It wasn’t his best look but definitely not his worst.

Tim Shim

I’m outside get your ass down here

What would your father say to that language?

Blame it on Jason

He laughed and headed out making sure he locked his apartment. Gods know he’s made that mistake one to many times.

Tim was waiting in a Sedan of all things. Honestly seeing a billionaires son in a sedan was funny as fuck because it’s just not something that you see a lot.

“What’s with the car?” He asked as he sat in the passenger seat

“Bruce won’t let me drive anything nice without supervision after the Mustang incident.” Tim said. And honestly (Y/N) agreed with Bruce. Tim was a horrible driver. But oh well (Y/N) didn’t drive.

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(Y/N) and Tim ended up playing way to much Mario Kart for any sane person. Even as the family and whoever they decide to drag with them came the two ignored and continued the stream of berating the other when they lost.

At some point Jason decided to sit and watch and by default so did Roy. They wanted to ask Tim about his friend but they would probably just get mad at them for interrupting their gaming.

In all honesty it was nice to see Tim act like a normal teen. Jason decided the kid was a good influence and needed to stick around. Also he was insane at Mario Kart.

Other trickled in doing things in the lounge area but leaving the two teens glued to the TV alone.

Dick wanted to coo at his little brother but restrained himself. New friend meant Tim would kill them if they didn’t give him time to adjust to the crazy family.

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Alfred called them for dinner and it was an absolute hoard of people.

Dick decided to bring Wally and Kori. Jason as per usual had Roy. Damien dragged Jon around who smiled and didn’t complain. Babs, Steph, Duke, and Cass came as well. And then Bruce decided it was a great night to bring Selina.

So all in all Tim was nervous. (Y/N) may be a vigilante but he was also the average teenage boy. This was either going to go great or horrible.

“So your Tim’s friend?” Dick asked

“Yeah I’m (Y/N) if Tim hasn’t told you. You must be Dick? Tim talks about you all a lot and I can promise it’s all good things!” (Y/N) said with a cheeky smile

That was the same smile he had when he had a plan he knew would work. He was winning over the family and Tim was impressed.

“He talks about us? Awe Timmy!” Dick gushed making Tim blush and bury his face in his arms

“Can we save the gushy cute stuff for after dinner?” Tim pleaded

“I think you embarrassed him.” Jason said pointing his fork at Dick

“How did you meet Drake?” Damien said practically glaring at (Y/N)

“We have the same Science and PE. He sucks at PE but is amazing at everything else. I’m only good at PE and science. I asked him for some study tips and well he asked for help in gym and it went firm there.” (Y/N) explained leaving out the fact they also mainly became friends because he was a vigilante who saved him from dying.

Damien was buying it but hummed that he was ok with the answer.

For the most part dinner was smooth after that.

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After dinner they went to the lounge and talked and played games for a bit. (Y/N) was in the middle of beating Jason at chess for the 3rd time when his phone rang. Not the normal. The burner. Great fun night ruined.

“Sorry I have to take this.” He apologized getting up and heading out the door to the hall

“Nitro you owe me still after you know what. Go to the pier at 10 o’clock their will be a case bring it to the warehouse on the corner of Fog and Nolace. After that we are even and I’ll leave you alone unless you want another job.” Then the guy hung up. He was a real dick and (Y/N) still had no idea why he ever agreed to work for that dick but one last job and his debt is payed.

“Hey I need to leave something came up also Tim I need to text you about some of the extra curricula activities. Just need a second opinion but I still think football is a horrible idea all of them a brain dead because of concussions. Anyway catch ya later.” (Y/N) said leaving before anyone had much time to process the sped talk of the teenager

Tim on the other hand had to keep his composure because that was a code that him and Tim used in public to warn the other they were potentially going a suicide mission.

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Shit this was bad that meant. It meant it probably had to do with some people (Y/N) got tangled up with before him and Tim met.

This was bad really really bad. He couldn’t tell his family without revealing (Y/N)’s identity so usually he’d send Connor but Connor was busy.

“Hey I’m tired to I’m actually going to go to sleep before patrol for a bit.” Tim said standing up

“Tim actually sleeping? Hell froze over we’re all going to die.” Jason said with mock fear

“Ha ha real funny. Bruce told me he’d take me off the case if I didn’t get some sleep.” Tim said flipping them off and leaving but not before hearing Jason mutter about how he only took care of himself when patrol was threatened.

But what they didn’t realize was their brother instead went and grabbed his spare suit. It would only give him a bit of extra time but hopefully enough to help his friend.

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Thank you for reading! If you find any grammar mistakes please tell me!

So, Danny was effectively homeless.

His parents are dead, his sister is dead, his friends are dead. Hell, even Vlad, Vlad kicked the fucking bucket which, Danny genuinely never expected.

Vlad was supposed to be his nemesis, his main bad guy, the guy Danny's supposed to constantly pull everything out against just to win. Not to mention how significant his presence was.

A part of him assumed that Vlad would always be there and him not being there and knowing he won't be there ever again is... weird.

So you're probably asking, how exactly did this happen?

Well you see, the nasty burger exploded, for one thing. Then when he was under Vlad's care both of them got outed for being ghosts to the GIW, which was technically Danny's fault, since he did something extremely stupid.

Somehow they got caught, and life under the GIW was not great in the slightest. The constant experiments, the dehumanization (Sometimes Danny doesn't even register himself as human), the amount of times their feelings were utterly disregarded, and so, so much more.

The GIW found Vlad to be more dangerous than Danny, even if he lacked the raw power Danny had his intellect made him dangerous and for good reason. For it was because of said intellect that Danny managed to escape.

Vlad didn't manage to do the same.

Danny hated reliving that memory. Because Vlad was a villain, evil and self-serving, he shouldn't be sacrificing himself for his literal greatest enemy to escape in his stead (Not that Vlad would say Danny was his greatest, he would probably say it was the person who refused him to buy the packers). It was just, so utterly stupid and out of character for him.

So, Danny managed to escape, Vlad died. He couldn't even say anything about Dani because she got destabilized in front of him, in front of both of them actually. It hurt to watch and, he didn't quite know the specifics between Dani and Vlad anymore, but he thinks they were getting... better.

Not how it was when Dani was first created, but Vlad was working on mending it. Which, honestly, just makes everything worse.

Danny isn't powerless but it's a damn close thing. He's far weaker than he normally would be, and he's injured on top of that too boot, his powers can barely work and it's just so stupid.

So here he was, hiding out in some random sewer because he didn't want to take the risk of being on the surface and he hates the smell, but he'll take that over being experimented on again. So, Danny spends most of his time in the sewers of this place called Gotham, he even managed to make his own little area with a couch he stole and a few other appliances that were thrown out.

He lacked a Tv or laptop, but he found a yo-yo! Most of his time was spent practicing various tricks with his yo-yo.

It got boring fast. But it was really the only safe thing he could do when waiting for his powers to come back. At least he's a god at yo-yoing now.

It was while doing various tricks with it in some random sewer path, that a literal, goddamn crocodile-man just splashed up from sewer water and half-laid on the edge, since his lower body was still in the water.

Danny looked at his yo-yo, the crocodile, and then slowly stepped on over and gently poked the crocodile dude.

He made a sound, so he was alive!

Finally! Someone to appreciate his godly yo-yoing skills!

Role of the Wanderer! Rule of Rending!

BOUNDLESS TAIL!

I've been on a bit of a TASS high and I think I've had too many ideas about a younger version of Han being the protagonist for Housamo, So here's his 4 star!

Hunger

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Okay hear me out!

We have all talked about how Jason gets pit rage because of the Lazarus waters being gross ecto, or how his obssession is the Joker and needing to kill him and a bunch of other things,

Yes?

With me so far?

Okay!

Let me give that a twist,

That Pit Rage Jason feels is hunger, specifically a ghosts hunger.

Jason came back from the dead not fully, he's a starving ghost with a malnourished proto-core, until he properly eats it will stay weak and hungry.

How does the Joker fit in all this?

Easy, With the lack of good ecto for Jason to feed and stabilize from the next best option is his murderer.

Consuming that who killed you is very nourishing for a new ghost.

So Jason getting angry with the bats and others when they tell him not to kill the Joker or actively prevent him from even getting near him is like putting all his favourite foods right in front of him and then taking it away from him,

Each time getting worse for Jason, only getting hungrier and hungrier each time it happens.

How would you feel if you were starving and people kept offering you food and then pulling it away before you could eat it?

Confused?

Desperate?

Anger?

It doesn't count as cannibalism if you're not the same

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Jason biting the bars of his holding cell like a dog

Dick: "Is it just me or where his teeth always that sharp?"

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Oracle: "I lost sight of the Joker!"

Jason hunched over with glowing green eyes while drooling: "No worries he's nearby I can smell him."

Other Bats listening on the comms: " ...What the hell do you mean smell ! Are you drooling ?!"

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Bats: "Wow Jason sure is getting creative trying to get the Joker!"

Jason:

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Check tags for some funny extras

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Just an Idea

Jason Kicks down Dick’s apartment door with a duffle bag in hand: turns out it’s not going to work out with Danny.

Dick about to enjoy some Chinese: oh no I thought you were really into him.

Jason, sitting down with a huff: I am but it’s just not going to work out.

Dick: what happened jason?

Jason: I fucked up that’s what.

Jason: he kissed me.

Jason: and afterwards, I panicked

Jason: and, just exclaimed “golly!”

Dick, trying to not keep a straight face:…

Jason: I exclaimed it very loudly..

Dick: oh jason-

Jason clutching a pillow: I can’t step foot into crime alley again Dick, I’m going to have to burn my bridges, start over-

Dick, lightly chuckling: it’s not that bad-!

Jason, into the pillow: just put me back into my casket!!

Prompt 101

 The Fentons have created a machine! A wonderful machine that will reveal a ghost’s true form! So that everyone will see their trickery! They’ll see that the monsters they really are! 

 Now, to know what all went wrong, one would have to know some things about the ghost zone, and more specifically the area the Fentons had managed to punch through to. 

 For one, ghosts do not age like humans. Oh they might take a form similar to that of their death, which may appear as an adult or teen or something similar, but with how they can only die by the complete destruction of their core, theoretically a ghost could live forever once formed. 

 In fact, the equivalent of eighteen years for a ghost was one-hundred realms-years dead. And those years don’t always sync up with the years of the living world that one might open a door into. Thankfully, the Fenton’s world, being one of those synced closer to the Realms, only had a time dilation of a few seconds. 

 That being said, the area their portal had ripped into was incredibly rich in ectoplasm. And areas like that, were where newborn ghosts were formed and arrived. A ghost daycare of sorts, almost akin to a toddler area of the zone. 

 Which meant that when they shoot the Phantom-menace and other pesky ghosts to revert them into their true form, it isn’t exactly monsters that appear. Instead, there are now several ghost toddlers- or in the phantom-trio’s case literal babies- flying around. Very unhappy ghost toddlers. 

 What a horrible time for the Justice League to arrive. Though perhaps some would say it was actually perfect timing. 

O.O!!! :Dc wait a second.... Aquaman >.>

Good JOB Brain! That IS a good idea!

Don't know if YOU GUYS all know this? But Arthur? Son of a Lighthouse keeper and the Queen of Atlantis? THAT Arthur Curry aka. Orin? Has CONSIDERABLY enhanced durability. Like... *hit by a car* "ha. Cute." Enhanced.

It's because of the DEEP Sea water pressure he's built for.

I bring this up? Because the man is a legit BAMF. Absolutely TERRIFYING near any body of water. Dude has SUPER STRENGTH AND HYDROKINESIS. Not ONLY are YOU filled with water, but every street corner in the world has pipes! He is NEVER not armed.

That's not including the "yes I can ask a lobster to take your dick off" thing.

But most of all? He has the RAGE. The lifetime of injustice after injustice. His home under attack, his people suffering and regarded as LESS. The poison dumped into their air. Their lands taken, PRESUMED the property of land dwellers.

Treated as criminals and monsters should they DARE defend themselves.

Yet? He is a leader. A husband, father, mentor. The death of his child can not take from him that title. Nor years numb that pain. He strives to be good. Be wise. Live well.

Yet? There is once AGAIN fuckery in his ocean. Some "secret" lab. Poking at a swirling green portal. At the BOTTOM OF THE SEA. For God's sake, they DO REALIZE, you can't HIDE things from him down here, RIGHT?

It looks radioactive.

He refuses to have that so close to Atlantis.

Sends a notice up to the Watchtower, a call back to his Wife, and leads the gaurd team in. Painfully easy, really. Bog standard humans, caught off gaurd. Right until one of them does something... stupid.

He tries to blow the place. Destroy evidence. It would kill all of them. Which is not Arthur's main concern. No, what IS? Is that it would dump radioactive SOMETHING into the waters near Atlantis.

He dives forward. They struggle. A button is smashed and...

Their containment field drops.

They had been keeping it in a perfect vacuum.

Arthur is sucked in.

Watches, in free fall, as his men's faces turn to horror. As they desperately dive to follow him. Loyal. True. But ultimately too late. He curses himself as he loses sit of them. But forces himself to focus, twist, get his feet under him. His is in air, above LAND.

He hits HARD.

But not the ground like he had planned.

He's slamed, at an awkward, frantic, angle and knocked off course. His weight crashing down onto a scrawny slip of a boy, who weezes and struggles to get a proper grip. His arms not quite long enough to go all the way around his barrel of a chest.

He helps, by slinging an arm over his young savior.

Only then, does he notice, the tiny crown of ice and nebula, poking at a jaunty angle from the child's head.

Their landing would be rough, had Arthur not caught them, once he gets close enough to the ground. The young royal gasping for air, having clearly pushed his limits to get to Arthur in time. He hauls himself up. Not yet a man, but not as young as Arthur feared. His eyes glow.

"Hoooly SHIT. Are you okay?! I hit you really hard! I'm so, SO sorry! I panicked! And-"

Honestly? A little bruised. But nothings he's going to ADMIT too.

More concerning? The injuries.

There's a screech of tires turning sharp corners. Sirens getting closer. The young king whips around. Terror seeping onto his face. It gives Arthur an unobstructed view of pointed ears, softly glowing skin with star like freckles, and scars that creep up the child's neck. He does not like the picture being painted.

"We have to GO. Now. Please, I'll explain in a moment! But we have to go NOW!"

Really, REALLY does not like the picture. And he has WAYS of dealing with such things as this. But safety first. Prioritize the children. They go. He vows to get answers. And all around Amity? Certain individuals days are NUMBERED.

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