DPxDC Constantine Is Having Fae Problems

Cat-cophony (dp x dc)

Thump. Thump

Danny groaned as his upstairs neighbour once again seemed to decide tonight was the night to test which floorboard was the loudest when you jumped on it or something. At 2 am nonetheless.

Thump.

Danny took in a deep breath and tried to calm down and then-

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Danny jumped up and swore loudly. Alright, he decided, enough was enough. 

"Stupid neighbour, stupid paper-thin ceiling and stupid apartment I hate this stupid place anyway," muttered Danny as he slipped on his worn-down rabbit slippers and put on his ratty sweater.

Then, he stepped out and trudged determinedly for the stairs, absolutely ready to have some words with the upstairs neighbour. As he climbed up, the noises seemed to amplify and Danny’s indignation grew.

Finally, he was at the door and he knocked sharply. The noise continued, but even after a few seconds, nobody came to the door. He started banging on the door, his patience well beyond gone and to his surprise the door swung open, having been open all the while.

As it swung wide, a black-clad vague figure of a man was suddenly thrown to the floor, who was shortly jumped upon by a black-leather-clad woman. And Danny had had enough

"Would you two keep it down!?" The halfa yelled.

The two furry people - because they were most certainly furries, both of the couple had ears included in their getup - froze as they looked to the side at Danny.

"I don’t care if you want to have the kinkiest sex on earth as long as you do it quietly."

The couple still hadn’t moved but Danny was not interested in anything but his bed right now anyways. He turned away with a scoff.

"I thought furries were supposed to be the nice ones," he mumbled to himself, so very ready to go to sleep already.

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!

Danny, a young and burgeoning Ancient of Space, has a hobby. He eats universes.

Which isn't as bad as it sounds!

He finds universes on the verge of destruction, about to be destroyed by faulty timelines or world ending events that managed to effect the entire universe, and devours them.

One quick swallow, and they're a part of his core, separated from the dangers of the destabilizing event, safe and sound and guarded, and able to grow and thrive.

This is why multiversal travel is possible for some DC universes-because they're all in Danny's core.

To save them, he ate them.

Once they are absorbed into his core, his own nature helps shape them as they heal. He has hope, he is protective, and he is separate from the medium in which all universes are held, making his core less rigid to the rules of the Speedforce.

Of course, he also holds some bad apples that snuck their way in, but he can't really do anything about them. That's up to the residents of the universes those bad apples threaten. Danny already did all he could.

At least there's a universe for those heroes to try to save.

And when he sleeps, he gets to explore those universes within himself.

Unfortunately, the Justice League in one of those universes has heard of an ancient being that eats entire universes, and that's the extent of their knowledge about it.

They don't realize they've already been eaten, and that said being is protecting them.

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.

@babbling-babull @hdgnj @the-witchhunter @hypewinter @mutable-manifestation @lolottes @nerdpoe

Fright Knight adopts Danny

So.

Lets say that Danny had his Accident way earlier than in Canon, let's say when he was 6.

He becomes a Halfa instantly and is transported to the Realms. He wanders around aimlessly as he tries to find a way back to his home.

He is scared and alone, and can't find a safe place to rest without the random monsters of the Realms attacking him, so when he finds a scary looking Castle he decides that it's better than nothing and sneaks in.

Unfortunately, he is followed by a Monster and has to defend himself. He quickly grabs the nearest weapon he can find, a cool looking green sword, and tries to defend himself.

He nearly manages to beat the Monster, but the sword is knocked out of his hands and he is pinned to the ground. Suddenly, the Monster cries out in pain, and Space itself warps and contorts as the Monster is sucked away to some other location (sucked into the nightmare dimension)

Where the Monster used to be standing was now a 7 Ft Tall, extremely intimidating, Knight holding the green sword from earlier.

Danny, injured and out of energy, just collapses and hopes that the knight won't kill him.

...

Fright Knight didn't know what to expect when he felt his sword be pulled from it's resting place.

Maybe Plasmius had tried stealing it again? Or some random Magician had stolen it for Power? Or maybe some Blob Ghost had knocked it over while wandering about?

Whatever the case, he wasn't expecting a Baby to he the one using his Sword. And not just a Ghost who had formed recently, it was a Literal Baby who had just become a Ghost.

He didn't expect to become a Dad like this, but he wouldn't complain either

Summoning Your Secret Boyfriend Pt. 4

First Previously AU Summary

“And you never thought to mention that to anyone?!”

Red Robin and Supernova looked at each other.

“Information about the Infinite Realms is limited for a reason. Humans like to poke their noses where they don’t belong no matter the damage they cause while doing so. They were kind enough to return Batman even though we were trespassing and the tense relationship between our realms. We weren’t going to spit in their favor by subjecting them to an interrogation by the Justice League,” Red Robin stated firmly.

“And it wasn’t as if we were hiding this from you, you didn’t even ask how we got Batman back,” Supernova added.

Their words made some feel guilty or considered. Batman however, looked like someone wrecked the Batmobile while taking it out for a joyride. Not that most could tell the subtle difference from his default ‘I am Vengeance' look.

“Red Robin,” Batman growled. “It is expected that you put everything in your report. You broke protocol.”

Red Robin gritted his teeth. Leave it up to Batman to ignore everything in the face of the unknown. This was one of the reasons he never mentioned the Realms. He knew if he placed some unknown in front of him that he would dig and dig until he knew everything and had multiple contingency plans to defeat them. Only caring once someone got hurt from his digging. Only after. And the other reason was he hoped that he would ask him. That he would give him more than a nod. That he would be proud of him. That he would show him that he truly saw him as his son. Not a soldier and not a replacement.

“No he didn’t,” Supernova said, breaking Red Robin from his spiral.

Red Robin turned his head to see his boyfriend standing to his side, looking determined.

“You both did,” Batman grunted, “Things like other dimensional beings and deals should have been put in the report no matter what they think. We have a confidential database for a reason. We have done diplomacy missions across space.Their secrets would be safe. This matter with Trigon could have ended much sooner if you did.”

“We didn’t break protocol because we were not on a League sanctioned mission in the first place,” Supernova stated firmly. “You are not entitled to our or their secrets. And as we stated before we didn’t want to subject them to you guys. If you barged in when they were already weary due to the Anti-Ecto Acts you could have kickstarted a war.”

Before Batman could continue to admonish them Constantine cut in with a horrified look on his face.

“What do you mean by the Anti-Ecto Acts?” Constantine asked, hoping against all hope that it wasn’t what it sounded like. Because if it was it was likely they would be dealing with something worse than Trigon.

To be continued. . .

Midnight snack time got a little complicated after the pets joined the camp

ok i need yalls opinion here..

do you guys have like. a batfam oc??sona?? idk what to call it but like. an oc thats like part of the batfam. cause i do..😔

i love the batfam too much so i just got a silly little idea in my brain going "wow i like this family what if i just.." and then an oc idea just appeared someone please tell me im not alone on this or im gonna explode🔥

What if the Lazarus pits had blob ghosts and they merged together to became a concept ghost?

Now for the memes!

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Al Ghul approaches the pits

L: uh-uh, what's he doing?

Al Ghul: *dives into the pits*

L: UGH! *Pukes out a blob ghost that looked around before immediately rejoining Lazarus* NO! GET HIM OUT OF HERE!!! OUT!!!

Al Ghul: *gets yeeted* ?!

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Would Lazarus like Jason and the others? 🤔 strangely enough, I'd say yes.

L: At least you guys didn't try to just constantly USE ME like my last master did! *dramatic sobs*

Batman: *desperately trying not to adopt this unknown entity* how OLD are you?

L: *suddenly fine* oh, me? I just formed yesterday! Let me tell ya, it was QUITE a surprise to suddenly be able to move and see! It's been a true experience so far, I can see why you guys like doing this so much!

Batman: *physically restraining himself* Hn.

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Jason: so what exactly are you?

L: oh, me? Well I don't know TOO much but from what my instincts are telling me, is that I'm a type of ghost!

Dick: GHOST????

L: yes! Specially a Concept ghost! Like how there's a concept of time and space, I'm a concept of the pits.....I guess.

Jason: you guess???

L: only a few days old, remember? I don't even have a guardian ghost yet!

Batman: *immediately at attention* are you supposed to have one?

L: yep! Every baby ghost needs a guardian! It's not like we can know everything the moment we're born. Hell, I don't even know where the other ghosts are, all there is here are shades....and remnants.

Tim: I have so many questions.

L: and I have so little answers! It seems we're stuck in the same boat Tim! (Oh btw Tim, your clones wanted me to say Hi)

The fam: WAIT WHAT?!

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Lazarus and the shades getting along as Lazarus greets them like one would do to their pets.

L: why hello! Yes, hello! Look at you, look at you *coos*

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Hmmm 🤔 Lazarus would need a guardian that can make portals in order to show them how and to make sure they get fresh ectoplasm when need. And the only ghosts I can think of is Wulf and Clockwork.

But there's also Cujo.

Lazarus meeting the only other ghost he's seen and it's this small dog.

L:

Cujo:

L: are you my dad??

Cujo: *sweating because oh no this child has no parents, but how the bark does he raise a baby ghost?*

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Tho Wulf parenting Lazarus would also be cute.

Walker finds Wulf and immediately spots the kid.

Walker also knows that bonds between a baby ghost and it's parent are near impossible to break. (Not to mention against the rules.)

So then it'd be Walker and Wulf raising this baby ghost together lmao!