John Doesn't Summon Infinite Realms Beings For A Few Reasons But The Main Reason And The Biggest Reason

my favourite part of the Wayne Kids being, you know, the Waynes, and popular celebrities is the fact that these are teenagers and young adults who are given ... celebrity powers. and i know they're stupidly petty with them. every time you log onto twitter you'd see 3 of them engaged in a sibling argument, completely uncaring that it's being broadcasted to thousands of people

Dick, tweeting: Tim stole my sandwich today, hey siri how do i un-adopt a sibling?

Tim: ??? I didn't steal your sandwich??

Dick: Then who did??? It was there this morning and you were the only one in the manor the entire morning??

Tim: Dick, my unfortunately kind of favourite brother, I was not in the manor today

Dick: YOU WEREN'T?!?!?

Tim: no, I've been in my apartment all week. did you hallucinate me?? LMFAO

Cass: I was there this morning.

Dick: Oh. No wonder then??? You 2 look too similar, one of you needs to cut your hair

Tim: Not it

Cass: . . .

Tim: on second thought, maybe it's time for a haircut

Cass: :D <3

Tim: Love you too, Cass

Random Twitter User, quote tweeting the last tweet: So did you ever find out who took Dick's sandwich????

Cass: Jay did.

Dick: JAY DID?!?!?

Cass: Oh. Did you not know?

Dick: NO?!????

Cass: Oh. @/jason start running. Sorry.

Steph: Guys Jason might deadass die again Dick is ONTO him

Random Twitter User: ... Again?

Steph: hardly the point rn, jared

Babs: Why did Jason just climb in my window asking me to hide him

Tim: he's running from Dick, lol

Babs: Oh, why?

Tim: he ate his sandwich

Babs: Got it, he's hiding behind my couch now, screeching about Cass betraying him.

Dick: BABS DON'T MOVE. DON'T LET HIM LEAVE.

A sirens cry

Danny Never thought he'd end up here after high school, but here he is at a dingy little underground venue in Gotham.

Wel atleast he got a little bit more attractive with th longer hair and piercings.

It took a while to get used to gotham, really, he's never seen so many shades and blob ghosts in one city before but it's whatever.

He lives with jazz since she works at Arkham, which he strongly advised against at first but, he was really stubborn about it so he just let her do what she wanted.

Which brings us back to the present, the loud booming noises of the drums and guitar, the subtle but crucial sound of the bass and most importantly, the singer, him.

On this particular night he has some company in the form of 8 bats, he has his theorie on why they're there but for now hell focus of belting out the lyrics that pay his rent.

After the show has ended he excuses himself out back. He stands there. One leg crossed over the other hands in his leather jacket pocket.

After a beat or two down comes two bats, Batman and red robin. (Red) robin is around his hight if not a but taller but that's not the point, he craned his head up to look where the bats eyes we're to be, if they were not covered.

"To what do I owe the pleasure?"

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AHHHHH I don't like this one but I put too much effort in it to not post it😭

Cursed Ship Idea

Danny and Vandal Savage as the Bitter Divorced Couple.

Like when Danny met Vandal, Danny's already pretty ancient, hurting from his family dying but not becoming Ghosts, possible destruction of his dimension and losing eveything then becoming Ghost King. And decides to check out another dimension to escape his duties as Ghost King for a while, MAYBE actuallh processing all his Truama ™. Meets Savage during probably like his western Era and realizes the other is immortal, and well it is established that when Savage isn't being completely evil, he is a charmer.

I mean he has Kids for God's sake, he had to be charming some how. And well, Danny is pretty morally Grey by thus point, he had to become such as the GIW got worse before his dimensions destruction and as well as being Ghost King and a being of Balance. After all, Balance isn't about what's right or wrong, it's about keeping the Universe Balanced. Sometimes it means allowing more good acts then evil and other it means allowing evil to prevail.

So yeah, morally Grey Danny. Anyway things hit off, some how Danny and Savage get married down the lane. (Nabu ends up their kid, since canonical he is Savages son) And then the two have a falling out because as Savage goes off the Deep End and as a while morally Grey, Danny can't condone his actions as it tips the scales too far.

Thus begins the Bitter Divorced Saga.

Guys it's just merch

Danny watched with a smile hidden behind his mug of hot cocoa his new family. Originally he was only going to mess with them a little, since he wanted to keep his civilian live he gained with them but at the same time wanted to kind of provoke them to tell him about their night time jobs on their own.

Not like he could just flat out tell them he knew about their vigilantes lifes and that would be embarrassing to explain.

It's not every day that Danny's powers fluked on him, but with the stress of the past months, it happened. Right at a moment, he had to be clumsy and trip over his own feet and accidentally phased through a grandfather's clock, finding a hidden passage. Well at least he learned that way that Batman hadn't placed him with some other rich fruitloop that wasn't his godfather but well... with Batman himself and his family out of mask.

Yeah no, he did not want to explain that and hoped they would do that themselves. But apparently, they took Danny's statement of wanting a normal life a bit too serious.

Which brought him back to his current entertainment in the form of messing with his siblings.

"I don't get what the problem is guys. It's just merch." He chuckled slightly at the face Damian was making. While Jason chose to kick Tim under the table.

"Soooo how much merch on Red Robin do you have with this shirt now?" Dick asked instead with a bright smile, Danny still hadn't figured out how to tell what emotion he hid behind them sometimes.

"I think this is my third shirt of him." Danny mused, placing his cup back on the table and tapping his lip in a thinking motion. "Though I was going to pick up a couple of custom-made jackets of Red Hood and a Nightwing plush later today."

He acted like he did not hear the triumph like hiss of 'yes' from Jason as well as the very upset huff of Damian.

He just grinned at the amusement about how they apparently were competing over how much merch he owned of each of them.

When he found a Robin figure and several Robin pins mysteriously placed on his desk the next morning, he broke out laughing. Yet still just to mess with them gushed about his newly gotten merch to his family while sharing a knowing look with Alfred who knew he was just messing with them.

If there was a surprising amount of Batman merch, suddenly mixed into what he already owned the following week without his knowledge. Well, he wasn't going to complain about free stuff.

But he still would get a good laugh out of their reactions on the day he decided to full on dawn every piece of Batman merge instead of theirs.

Boy Mom

Dani breathed heavily as panic began to set in. She wasn't sure how Joker had managed to get ahold of an ectogun, but she'd been hit pretty hard and it burned. She was exhausted, hurt, and scared. He cackled as he got closer to her, lifting the gun to aim at her face.

"Mama!" She squeezed her eyes shut tight, she really hadn't meant to say that in particular, but the fear, desperation, and wish was real and soul deep.

The temperature dropped so suddenly and so steeply that it almost froze the Joker's lungs in his chest, a dome of ice springing around Dani to protect her from the blast of the gun as his fingers reflexively curled in the cold. Dani was about as shocked as Joker was when green tore into the fabric of reality and Danny pulled his way through. Joker was moving sluggishly, choking on his own breath as his throat fought not to freeze over in the deadly chill. He couldn't move fast enough to dodge or fight back when a thin gloved hand snapped out and snatched him up by the neck.

"If I see you near my baby again I'm hanging your internal organs from every treetop from here to California you fucking circus reject!" Danny spoke viciously, his voice doubled and echoing over itself. His eyes were glowing a bright toxic green, his white hair floating in an violent unseen breeze, and his face filled with a haunting and murderous hostility.

In his hand the delicate bones slowly fractured under the pressure as the Joker tried to claw the hand away, only succeeding in tearing at his own throat. Danny's hand could touch him it seemed but he could not touch Danny. He gradually stopped struggling his face going slack as he lost consciousness. The pain and cold at last too much for the clown to remain conscious. The cold dissipated slowly as Danny got his breathing under control, he tossed Joker aside violently before lowering the dome that protected Dani.

Dani looked up at him with wide tearful eyes, awed and relieved. Her sweet face scrunched in upset as she stood up quickly and threw herself into a tight hug, squeezing Danny's thin waist with all her might. Danny sighed with relief and smiled happily at her, hugging her with all the love in his heart.

"You called for me. I'm so glad I heard you call for me..." Danny admitted, he was a little shaky himself it seemed, just holding onto his little clone and assuring himself that she was okay. Dani groaned into his belly, her cheeks warming.

"You heard that?! Ugh..." She still refused to let Danny go despite the embarrassment. Danny chuckled a little with delight.

"I don't mind, I think I like it." Danny admitted with a wide grin. Dani groaned again and tried to squeeze him tighter.

"Spirit!" The skylight was shattered as a large, burly man in a red helmet broke his way in. The guy looked pretty worse for wear, clearly run ragged as he frantically took stock of the situation.

"Hood!" Dani at last pulled away a bit to look at the other vigilante.

She seemed happy to see him so though Danny had tensed at his entry he relaxed and allowed himself to smile in a bit of amused gratitude. It seemed that someone would have tried to save his Dani if he had not heard her. Red Hood looked over at her and seemed to do a double take as he noticed the nearly identical features between Phantom and Spirit. Hood at last noticed the unconscious Joker, blood still seeping sluggishly from his barely breathing mouth.

"Huh, good." Hood turned to look back at the ghosts for a moment unsure what to do clearly.

"You must be one of those bats my Spirit likes to play with!" Danny spoke cheerfully beaming happily at Red Hood who seemed a little taken aback.

"Phantom!" Dani hissed her cheeks flushed green. Danny floated them both over and held his hand out for a handshake his feet settled on the ground. He was much shorter than Red Hood and far less bulky.

"Thank you for always playing with my daughter and looking out for her," Danny said happily. "Isn't she just the cutest?"

"MOM YOU'RE EMBARRASSING ME!!" Dani shrieked tugging at the older boy finally just into adulthood, he wouldn't budge and Dani pulled at his arm desperately her little feet digging into the concrete floor and sliding as she kept trying to get him to leave.

"Oh Spirit, I'm just thanking your little friend for taking care of you." Danny teased with a little grin.

"You're humiliating me! I can never come to Gotham ever again!" Dani wailed frustratedly her face scrunched in a pout. "Hero-ing is serious business!"

"I know Sweetheart, it's very serious." Phantom turned to Red Hood again, who didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Phantom held out his hand for a shake. "Thank you for helping my Spirit with her very serious business, Misterrrr?"

"Red Hood, he/him." Hood offered accepting the hand and shaking it.

"Phantom! He/him, I'm Spirit's mama." Danny said proudly, Dani gave a wordless embarrassed scream again and gave up on pulling Phantom away. "I always worry when she wanders away, I'm glad she has good friends to look out for her."

"Uh, no problem." Hood was really at a loss in this situation, but Phantom had clearly fucked up the Joker in a bid to protect Spirit so he was good in his books.

“Those poor boys”

“She deserves to be punished too.”

“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”

“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”

“She put herself in harm’s way”

“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”

“She ruined their lives.”

Fear vs War

Danny was sitting in the living room watching a live Justice League fight. The fight was big enough that danny thought the camera was way to close to the fight. Then Fright Knight phases into the room through the floor.

Fright knight: My liege

Danny: Fright knight what is it?

Fright knight: I wish vengeance against my abusive father.

Danny: I can understand that, But who?

Fright knight points to the tv showing the justice League fighting a figure in all black armor with glowing red eyes.

Fright knight: My father Ares, greek god of war.

Danny: Wait that make you Pho-

Fright knight: DO NOT SAY THAT NAME!

Danny: ....

Fright knight: I apologize for yelling.

Danny: its fine i understand. You must hate him quite alot.

Fright knight: More than you hate Plasmius.

Danny: Are you sure about that?

Fight knight: Yes

Danny: So you have a brother. The god of... Panic?

Fright knight: He is the god of dread, also the royal assassin.

Danny: i have assassins?!?

Fright knight: ...

Danny: Right... If you want to fight your father you're gonna have to work with the Justice League, and not kill anyone.

Fright knight: You do not desire the head of the god of war?

Danny: Eww no. I dont want to kill a god and i dont want war with Olympus. I dont want to fight Zeus.

Fright knight: But you have already beaten Zeus. He disguised his form and called himself Vortex.

Danny: ...what... Well i may be able to beat him, but there are too many women who are important to me. You know how Zeus is.

Fright knight: Ah indeed. You are wise. ... thank you.

Danny: for what?

Fright knight: It is nice to be reminded that you are not a war hungry tyrant. You care for others. It is refreshing. It is good.

Danny: *blushing* yeah yeah. It looks like you're late.

Fright knight looks at the TV to see the Justice League have already beaten Ares and the Villains.

Fright knight: I wish to go meet and congratulate my aunt on her victory!

Danny: remember to be polite.

Fright knight: i also wish to go to Gotham.

Danny: No

Fright knight: To stab a Clown and a Scarecrow.

Danny: ... Be quick and don't get caught. If anyone catches you you're on your own.

Danny is home, enjoying his time alone for the first time in three weeks, when he gets a knock on the door.

He opens it to a man wearing a pair of sunglasses, and another man in a wheelchair at the foot of the steps.

"Hello Danny," the older one says, smiling up at the suspicious teen. "My name is Charles Xavier, and I'm here to extend an offer to attend a school that I believe would suit you far better than the one here."

"I'm not joining a cult," Danny deadpans, slamming the door shut.

DP x DC: Dan

So I have a lot of thoughts about Dan, and just so we're clear I haven't read the new comic yet so not sure how the new material affects his character

Dan is a character that in DPxDC is see being just casually there... which is wild in context of his character because he was like suuuuper evil. Like i get liking his character and wanting to include him, but it rarely makes sense, sometimes it does, but man we love to do a handwavy "after his redemption arc" thing without actually talking about his redemption arc

So, let's give him a redemption arc, and lets make it get pretty gay

So stages of grief, I'm going to outright misuse it intentionally so don't tell me I'm using it wrong, I am well aware it is about coming to terms with your own death. Let's say in ultimate enemy, he was in the stage of Anger. He was angry. Angry at himself, at the world, at the stupid ghosts that messed up his life, he was angry and he took that out on everyone. Now here he is, his family is alive, his friends are alive, and he still is angry, but at himself. He can't go back to them, he's literally a whole other person than the Danny they know

So self destructive spiral. He's hard partying, hard drinking, waking up in a random gutter in Gotham, and doing it all again. He might also be dabbling in other illicit substances. The point is, if he wasn't already dead his behavior would lead to a quick grave

So we have this miserable, sad sack of a man who has done terrible things regularly abusing alcohol(and maybe more)

Now there's another character that had a similar issue. One Red Arrow turned Arsenal and his heroin addiction...

So who better to find Dan than the same man that got Roy sober and sponsored him?

That's right, Waylon Jones aka Killer Croc

To large, beefy, grumpy men with goodness hidden inside them bonding, maybe falling in love? all while Waylon helps Dan work through his emotional baggage and get clean

it has everything:

angst, emotions, bonding, gay, and potentially a happy ending for two former villains

DPxDC drabble

- Dead rat -

Danny wasn't sure he remembered what warmth felt like anymore.

Ice settled into his bones, his very core.

He relished when he could feel the faint impressions of warmth from outside, from the sun, a hug, a hot plate of non lethal food.

There wasn't any warmth here.

The buzzing florescent lights were no replacement for sunshine, no one was able to touch him through the glass, the food they gave him were cold mounds of grey... something.

Danny curled in on himself in the corner of the room as he glared at the scientists watching him through the glass.

He was nothing but an animal to them.

A project.

He wanted to escape, to be free, but he had lost a lot of ectoplasm before he ended up with them. He was drained and they were keeping him even more drained.

He was running.

He wasn't sure where he was going.

He just needed to get away.

And they found him.

God he is such a fuck up.

If he hadn't let it slip to his parents who he is- what he is, he wouldn't be here. He would be at home. With Tucker and Sam. With Jazz.

Not... wherever here is without any ectoplasm to heal his wounds.

His head snapped up from his knees when the door to his pristine white cell opened.

A man in a suit walked in, immediately flanked by what appeared to be body guards who eyed Danny with caution.

"I do apologize for the treatment of you so far, but I do believe we can make sure you have better... arrangements in the future. As long as the two of us are at an... understanding."

Danny stared at him in silence for a moment, h opened his mouth to speak, his brows furrowing when it took a moment to get his vocal chords to work, and when they did, they were scratchy from disuse. "Understanding?"

"yes, as I see it I can help you, and you can help me. In exchange I can get you out of this dingy little room and into a much better one, a proper bed and everything."

Danny's eyes narrowed "who are you?"

The man grinned, offering a hand to help the thin and fragile looking boy up, thinking that he had agreed. In his mind, who wouldn't? "Lex Luther."

Danny, using what little strength he had left, smacked his hand away, "not the first billionaire to offer that fruitloop." He hissed.

Danny didn't watch him as he stormed out, but he heard each and every footstep banging against his skull. Danny stared at his hand, wishing the warmth from the hardly a second of contact lingered a little bit longer.