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fandom-reblog-central · 1 year

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I wish there were more af x dp and af x dc content

Artemis is prime adoption material as a child genius with black hair and blue eyes, and the clone and time travel stuff with Danny would slay

Post TLG: “You… overshadowed your clone?” “He was empty.”

Tim may have figured out the Batfam’s identities as a wee lad, but Artemis discovered and finessed a fae government

Holly has to fight a rogue (from either dp or dc)

Danny meets another weird rich person who is at least a little evil and obsessed with something inhuman

Orion and the batkids become besties

Artemis is rich: there could be gala shenanigans

Artemis starts studying ghosts since he’s on better terms with the fairies and the Zone is confused by this pallid living boy and his tank of a Butler

There’s even a chance for reformed rogue nonsense since he was raised to be an unscrupulous figure

Everyone bonding over the massive responsibilities they have despite being children

Bonding over the lack of real recognition

Arty and Timber bond over their absent parents and batshit (heh) shenanigans

Perhaps even Artemis (post character development) bonding over being slightly annoyed about needing to protect and always be better (Danny or batfam tbh)

Liminal!/Halfa!Artemis since he’s died before

Butler and Alfred know each other

Bruce trained at Madame Ko’s for a stint and met Juliet or Domovoi

Danny brings a message from Root/informs the poor man about what Holly is up to with everyone’s least favorite Mud Boy (and maybe angst where they meet again??)

Would Orion be in the Zone?

Arty and Damian bond (first over scathing judgements of others, then over shared interests, or they fill in each other’s gaps of knowledge, and they both have issues with their parental figures that remain unresolved)

Damian bullies Artemis for being weak and having generally bad reflexes (he’s so stabbable)

Artemis helps Danny modify his parents’ inventions (and/or gets into a friendly competition with Foaly and/or Tim to do so, Mulch tries to steal it)

Mulch tries to rob Bruce Wayne and gets in over his head

Goblin in Gotham

Troll in Amity Park

Ghost in Fowl Manor

Constantine is desperately avoiding the LEP

Holly blows up the Nasty Burger in a mission gone wrong (why is the sauce so flammable???)

The Riddler just can’t get one over on Artemis Fowl II

Tucker and Artemis end up in a hack-off with Foaly as the ref (or any combo of that lol—maybe even toss the dc computer batkids in there)

The Batfam finds they can’t speak another language to avoid being understood by Holly

Damian giving into whimsy and trying to disguise it as a diplomatic/vigilante/“just curious” thing when asking Holly about elves

Foaly messes with the batfam or tucker (or even the fruit loop)

Arty and the Bats are allies, find Holly, and when they take her in, she says something like “reminds me of the time Artemis kidnapped me” (Cue concern and confusion from BatFam, or, alternatively, “yeah, that sounds right”)

Batsy adopts another emotionally constipated child with a moral compass that knows where North is most of the time, but doesn’t like facing that direction

Barbara powers through some interference trying to defeat a rogue and discovers the LEP

Portal issues lead to Arty and the gang in the Zone or Gotham

Lazarus is a portal to the demon world, explaining the hair change (and possibly rage)

Dick trains Artemis to get more flexible, Jason bullies him into lifting weights or working on his punches, Damian keeps him on his toes with the whole stabbing thing—

Danny is enlisted by the LEP to tail Mulch underground, finds BatCave

There’s so much that could happen

This was so fun and exciting to think of, but I can’t do any of them justice

I am not a fanfic writer but I want this so bad

If anyone has any more concepts or perhaps even a snippet, please tag me!!

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bewitched-forest · 1 year

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10 First Lines Fanfiction Tag Game!

Rules: Share the first line of the last ten fics you wrote and tag some people. :)

I got tagged by @gremlin-bot, the loveable little bugger. I adore my platonic spouse, however, so I will oblige! I’m doing the first lines of the entire fics, not just whatever the last chapter is, so I don’t have to worry about spoilers for y’all. ;)

1. How to Fowl a Bat (Artemis Fowl x DC) [Link Here ;)] Ft. Tim Drake x Artemis Fowl - The Batfamily gets mindwiped, Faerie style, and Artemis Fowl deals with the consequences.

Three hours.

2. Formula for a Crime Scene (DP x DC x Artemis Fowl) [Link Also Here] Ft. Polyamous Damian Wayne x Danny Fenton x Artemis Fowl - The trio of unlikely lovebirds are going to become the terrors of Gotham.

Damian stalks into the school, eyes polished into a glare sharp enough to cut diamonds.

This one is actually also co-written by @half-dead-ham, my other adorable platonic spouse! We cowrote the world, but we will be doing our own separate fics!

3. The Rebirth of Tim Drake (DP x DC) [LINK] Ft. Halfa!Tim Drake - Tim Drake dies in this one before the first chapter even ends!

Red Robin panted back and knees aching as he crawled through the ventilation.

4. Return of the Ancients (DP x DC) [Linkity Link] Ft. Cold Currents (Danny x Kaldur’ahm) - Kaldur gets kindly screwed over by ghost shit.

Danny stepped into the zeta tube, taking a deep breath.

5. Close Contact (DP x DC) [Zooom. Link!] Ft. Triple Trouble (Danny x Dick x Wally) - The Young Justice team are sick of these gay ass motherfuckers not dating.

“Rob! Phantom!” Wally shouted as he zoomed straight to his friends' sides, wrapping his arms around their shoulders.

6. Phantom Feathers (DP x DC) [AchOo! Link!] Ft. Dead Tired (Tim x Danny) - Ghosts have wings! Danny has wings! Yay!

“Hey Tim?” Danny asked.

7. Danny & Billy: Brothers in Too Much Power The Rehash (DP x DC) [Shazam!] Ft. Danny and Billy are Brothers. - Exactly as it says. Danny and Billy are adopted, homeless brothers with way too much power for people who aren’t or are barely of legal age to drive.

When Billy ducked into one of his usual hideouts, he was not expecting pressure.

8. A Day in the Life of Two Dead Men (DP x DC) [Whoop!] Ft. DeadonMain (Jason x Danny) & Trans!Danny - Just two dead guys. Living their life.

The Red Hood skidded over to the edge of the building, looking over the edge where he heard a scream

9. Slap-A-Soulmate (DP x DC) [SmaCk!] Ft. Anger Management (Jazz x Jason), Tall!Jazz, and Soulmate AU - While Jason might not like the idea of getting slapped, at least the one done by the crazy redheaded psychiatrist led to his soulmate!

Red Hood was frustrated.

10. Ancient Deals (DP x DC) [Last one!] Ft. Dead Serious (Damian x Danny) - Ra’s Al Ghul made a deal in his immortal youth, and now its Danny and Damian’s fucking problem.

“Why am I here, Grandfather!”

Technically speaking, the first three fics are WIPs! In fact, I post new chapters to all three of them once a week! (Yes I’m aware that makes most writers look at me like I’m insane, the BatPham server goes crazy every time I mention it. Especially my spouses. XD) Fowl a Bat posts every Monday, Formula every Thursday (so theres actually a new chapter today ;3), and Rebirth every Saturday!

Now, I don’t have anyone I’d like to tag, mainly because both my platonic spouses have already done this, and I’m sure most of the BatPham discord writers have already been spammed by like 7 people. I encourage you all to join in if you want to however! It found this really fun seeing the different ways I’ve started a fic!

(Plus for those of us that don’t have fic lists, this actually works pretty well instead XD)

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc af #af x dc x dp #artemis fowl #danny phantom #batman #shazam #10 first lines

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deadsetobsessions · 5 months

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Summonings

Ever since Danny Phantom became the Ghost King, he’s had to deal with an endless amount of crap. An eternity of it, actually, and it was constantly causing him unending amount of existential crises and stress.

First, there was the paperwork. Pariah Dark, the incompetent asshole, had left him decades worth of bureaucracy to painfully sift through. He ended up hiring some ghosts with paperwork obsessions to sort some of that out. Who knew ruling the infinite realms would require this much paperwork? He’s lucky each section of the underworld had their own systems to report to their own rulers who, in turn, report to him.

Secondly, there were the Observers. And other ghosts, like his own rogues, but they were the main issues. Eyeball menaces. They protested his appointment, something he actually agreed with. Putting a fifteen year old on the throne is rarely a smart decision. But the Infinite Realm values strength, the only type of currency that matters in the land of the gods and the dead. Danny? Phantom? He’s got strength in spades. With only a few months of being a ghost, Danny had managed to defeat Pariah Dark, who had cowered gods and struck fear into the hearts of ghost heroes.

But Danny hasn’t quite realized the significance of that yet, too focused on the realization that he was about to be in charge of the infinite realms. The Observants, since his reluctant and extremely limited coronation, has been up his ass about doing things the “proper way.”

Danny’s main problem lies with the ridiculous amount of paperwork though. It’s fine. Tedious. But fine.

But if he gets one more fifteen page essay style complaint form about some guy named Constantine, Danny might seriously reconsider donning Dan’s ruthlessness and offing the guy himself. Perhaps grab the man by his shoulders and shake him like a rag doll and ask who the fuck told him it was a good idea to sell his soul out like that? Danny eventually just sent out Skulker to hunt down the contracts and trade minor services for them. He owns most of the soul now, and perhaps he’ll hunt this guy down and force him to do paperwork.

Regardless, paperwork was just often tedious. He’s worked out a system for himself. The halfa, true to his teenage form, had better things to be doing. His homework, for one. Hanging out with his friends and logging in hours for Doomed 2 would be another. But no, he’s here, twirling a pen as he glared down at a stack of forms for a zone expansion. What the fuck does Zeus want to expand his zone for? The current share space of the sky domain is literally a perfect balance with respect towards the other gods. For the love of- Danny slams down a red ‘REJECTED’ stamp on top of the stack. His hair flickers wildly in annoyance, the iced over Crown floating above his head emitting concerning levels of frost. To anyone else but himself, of course.

He then feels a soft tug on his core.

Right. The third most annoying thing about becoming King: the fucking summoning. Danny taps his pen against his lips, clicking it against his fangs, as he considers the summoning circle that calls him. Huh. Desperation. Mildly bloody. Fear. Resignation- ah, fuck it, it’s not like he’s too enthusiastic about staying to do work with the Observers poking around. He takes the summoning, allowing his regalia to overtake his normal hazmat-clad form, and approves the summoning.

Oh hey, Danny thinks he recognizes that ugly ass trenchcoat.

—-

John Constantine has had more than enough practice summoning things that would give people nightmares. But there are things he normally refuses to touch, refuses to even entertain the idea of trying. As usual, desperation made John its bitch and the Justice League’s battered and bruised faces tugged on his shriveled heart.

He’s going to summon something from the Infinite Realms. Oh, but he wasn’t just summoning any old ghost. No, he thought, I’m just going to summon the one being that’s guaranteed to be able to crush our universe without breaking a sweat. Bollocks.

“Is it ready?”

“Untwist your pants, spooky,” John snaps, wishing he had a crate of whiskey he could down. “We’re trying to summon the Ghost King, not your average demon.”

“What do we know about him?” Batman’s gravelly voice demanded.

“Powerful enough to take us all out without even breaking a sweat. Defeated the bloody tyrant who ruled over the Realms last I heard.”

“That’s it?”

“You could ask Deadman, but I heard he’s on the outs with the Infinite Realms on the fact that he’s made of pure magic, not ectoplasm.”

“There’s no guarantee the king will work with us.” Zatanna says, pressing her fingertips together tiredly. She had been at the forefront of the battle and had paid the price for it. “But he’s supposedly more benevolent than his predecessor… and we’re out of options.”

“Hm.”

“Just make sure to shut up and let me do the talking.”

“Hn.”

John rolls his eyes and takes a fortifying breath, something that does not go unnoticed by the League. They all tense up, preparing themselves for a battle. Another one, seeing as they all got their ass kicked by a ghost only ten hours ago. The League is spread thin, running interference to distract the ghost in question and evacuating civilians.

John Constantine started chanting, the glow of his magic lighting up the circle as he spills his blood into the circle.

He waits, heart in his throat, for the summoning to work.

“Is it supposed to take-” Red Robin asks, only to cut himself off as the circle flares once more. Power pulsates outwards from the circle. Frost crackles on the frost resistant floors, spreading outwards as a green portal rips open the fabric of time and space. Long, spindly imitations of a hand grabs the edges of space and pulls, heaving the rest of his celestial body out of the tear in reality. John does not look away. He can not look away, not from the eerie green pallor of the King, not from his torrential white wisps of hair, not from the black-hole like material of his outfit, not from the nebulas and beginnings and endings tailored onto the King’s cape. John could not look away from the ice crown that floated like a bastion of power above the king’s head.

His mouth is dry. What price will he have to pay to save the world? What price will this being demand of him, of the Justice League, to save the world?

John desperately needs that drink.

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Oh! He’s in his home dimension! His core purrs at coming home, at the close proximity to his first haunt.

He was expecting cultists, or even the Winchesters again, but this is nice.

The Justice League- summoning him. Sam and Tucker are going to flip when they hear about this.

They’ve been staring at him in silence for a bit now. It was getting awkward.

“Why have you summoned me?” He asks, softening his tone. By their winces, he didn’t get it as well as he thought. Danny grimaces. At the first sign of discomfort though, the man in the trenchcoat- is that fucking Constantine?!- launches into a nerve filled tirade.

“Your, uh, Majesty.” He starts. “One of… One of your subjects is wreaking havoc on the world. We would be extremely grateful if… if you could reign him in?”

Danny’s face sours, only to quickly clear his expression as he realized how much even a small hint of displeasure causes the jumpiness in Constantine and the others.

“To do that, I will have to make a contract with you, seeing as you’ve summoned me.” Danny drawls, letting his overly long digits wave at the summoning circle in question. He could break it, of course, but Danny’s bored and trying to draw this out. He’s not saying he’d take a batch of cookies as payment but that’s exactly what he’s saying.

“The price… you could always have my soul?”

Danny pauses. “Your… soul?”

Oh, he did not say what he just said.

“Yes. My soul.”

Oh, he did.

Fuck it. Danny’s flashbacks of suffering through the reports pushes green into his irises and urgency to his action.

He breaks out of the circle, hands lunging and gripping Constantine’s jaw tightly. Danny ignores the shouts of alarm as he allows the thrown weapons to pass through him.

John Constantine is panicking now, struggling in the air as Danny lifts him an inch off the floor in agitation.

Good.

“Your soul, little wizard? The one you’ve split eight ways till the thirtieth of February? The one that caused,” he tightens his grip, no doubt bruising the man. “An insane amount of paperwork that I’ve had to suffer through. Your soul, John Constantine?”

Danny hisses his name. The man makes a warbling noise that Danny takes as acknowledgement. Danny bats away the weak spell Zatanna sends at him with a hand.

“You’ll find that I am in the possession of most of your soul contracts. To simply put,” he grins, teeth made of dying stars on display. “I own your soul. My soul, now.”

He drops the wizard who collapses onto his knees to stare up at him in horror, eyes flicking between the circle that was meant to contain him and Danny, who is very much not contained. He crouches down- something necessary but disjointed as he’s not used to this taller form- and speaks to Constantine in a slow, dead serious, drawl.

“If you ever sell your soul again, you and I are going to have issues. Is that clear, John Constantine?”

“Uh- yeah, yes, yes, your majesty.”

Patting his cheek condescendingly, Danny gets up and sighs, stress relieved. He’s starting to feel bad, though, so he allows his form to ripple back to his normal teenage Phantom self.

“Well, it’s not like anyone will buy it, since they know they’ll have to go against me.” He chirps, flipping 180 from his terror inducing eldritch voice. “So, what’ll you pay me to get rid of whatever ghost you’ve got?”

“…. Nothing?”

Red Robin holds out a bag, eyebags betraying his exhaustion. “I’ve got fifty dollars and a bag of cookies.”

Phantom beams at him. “Throw in a couple of autographs and you’ve got a deal.”

“That’s- yeah, okay.” Red Robin says, inching forward cautiously to hand him the bag.

“Great. I’ll be back for them later. You can call me Phantom. ‘Your Majesty’ gets annoying after a while.”

“Thank- thank you for your mercy, Your- Phantom.” Wonder Woman says.

“Sure. Make sure this idiot doesn’t make any more deals with demons while I’m out, yeah?”

With that, Danny Phantom grabs the bag of cookies and fifty dollars and flies through the wall to do his job.

John slams his head onto the space station floor.

“Fuck.”

—-

Danny: lol I’ll do it for the shits and giggles

Constantine and the League: he’s terrifying, a bastion of pure power and authority

Red Robin, Young “we commit war crimes bc it gets shit done” Justice leader and fellow gremlin: he’d probably do it for cookies. I would.

#dc x dp #danny phantom #john constantine #batman #Bruce Wayne being tired af #ghostly shenanigans #bamf Danny phantom #ghost king danny

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puppetmaster13u · 3 months

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Prompt 192

Danny feels exhausted. His stupid ghost-puberty is annoying, and is affecting even his human form. Which wouldn’t be that bad, except for the fact that instead of having a simple elemental or obsession core, he happens to have a Space one. Technically the Space Core seeing as apparently he’s the newborn Ancient of Space. Or something.

Urgh, he just wants to get some food from the dollar store down the street, not deal with whatever attempted mugging this is. He’s hangry, and just wants to get some food and curl back up in his mass of blankets back in his tiny apartment.

So maybe he overreacted. He might have released his very careful hold on his less-than human traits that have been attempting to leak through the last several weeks. On the bright side, he, uh, isn’t hungry anymore and is now back in his nest of blankets.

On the other hand, there is now a vigilante in his window.

#Dcxdp #Dpxdc #Prompts #Dp x Marvel #What hero/vigilante is it and where has Danny moved? Good question #Did he mayhaps eat a guy like a blackhole with teeth? :)#Look he’s growing another pair of arms and ice-crystal horns and everything else and it’s tiring AF #He gets hungry and needs the energy y’know #Why yes this poor vigilante or hero just witnessed a teen seemingly eldritch-ify and eat a mugger or 4 #Personally I’d think it’d be hilarious if it was Ragman/Rory (from DC) or Eddie/Venom (from Marvel)#Or even both of them; 3 way crossover #eldritch danny #ancient of space danny #or he's going to be

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radiance1 · 3 months

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Gotham: Holy shit there's a random animal running around Gotham city and no one's ever caught it before. They say it only appears in thunderstorms and anyone unfortunate enough to cross paths with it look as if they've been hit by thunder.

Dan phantom, the 'random animal' who is in fact a Raiju in question: If I destroy this place I'll be fucked over by Clockwork. But if I don't destroy this place I'll keep being followed by this brat.

Damian Wayne, the brat in question: There is an animal roaming Gotham in thunderstorms, father. We must save it!

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dc x dp crossover #raiju dan phantom #Just so you know #He's been kicked to another universe by Clockwork so he could express good behavior in a place that would be better equipped to handle him #If he decides to throw another world ending tantrum that is #Dan isn't that evil anymore because he went through the magic of *sparkles* therapy *sparkles* with Clockwork #He would still try to straight up kick Danny into the curve as soon as he sees him though so Clockwork forbade the two from interacting #Which works extremely well considering they're in separate universes an allat #Dan is feeling very offput by constantly being followed by this random child #Damian is hellbent on finding and rescuing this poor animal who only appears in thunderstorms #He does not give af if it's taller than a grown man he still wants to give it a good home #The batfam be wondering if this is a meta animal or one more magically inclined

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iguessthisisanewobsession · 10 months

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On the outskirts of Gotham a farm is made.

No one can pinpoint when it was started but it was clearly bountiful.

New orchards of plums apples and several other fruit whisper promises of fruits in the years to come.

Bee houses buzzed with life and ducks quacked and scurried to and from their pond, coop and the garden.

Vegetables by the rows with seasonal berries brushes spring up at the corners of the property.

Greenery that almost seemed to glow with how lush it was.

It was like a small oasis in the desert of Gotham’s dirty land.

And it was ran by only three people.

The woman’s name was Sam. She was known as an activist who seemed to do the primary care of the plants. The property was in her name and she went out of her way to invite people to take what they need.

Danny was the most well known of the trio. He brought the produce into the heart of the city. Anywhere that would take the food, kitchens, pantries, school cafeterias even people’s doorsteps.

Tucker was the technical mastermind, hidden but equally important. The sprinklers, planning of the pollination rotation, harvesting planning and statistics were his main focus on the farm. Not a single square inch of the the land was not under his watchful gaze.

All the food was fresh or properly stored and most interesting of all free.

Of course people were going to talk.

#dp x dc #writing prompt #danny fenton #danny phantom #sam manson #tucker foley #so basically #the trio play stardew valley irl #grandma Ida as soon as Sam turned 18: happy birthday I got you something something #they just want to love their best life #platonic or romantic #everlasting trio #I think that’s the right tag for that ship #in my mind it’s platonic but having a sustainable farm with your two partners is honestly goals AF #the ducks are so they don’t have to use pesticides 🥰

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mizartz · 2 years

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The man with his rucksack raises the gun. Danny looks at him, really looks at him, sees his wide eyes and trembling hands and thinks that it serves him right. Danny’s own eyes glow green and bright, blood dripping down his face. “Better make it count,” he snarls.

fanart for close enough to be whole again by @hailsatanacab <3 i am obsessed with this fic!!!

#pixelart #pixel art #danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #(tho there isnt any visible dc here it IS a crossover fic so)#pwease fullview :') i drew this pic too big and tumblr is makin it super blurry lol #cetbwa danny my beloved <3333 i want to hold him in the palm of my hands #and maybe have him experience at least 5 more traumatic events before the end of the fic #i blacked out and drew this in like 6 hours dlhkalkhrelkhs dont look too closely at anything other than danny cuz its messy af #i might draw a couple more lighthearted scenes if i get time #but first i need to go reread cetbwa 20 more times bye #gun tw #blood tw #realizing an hour after posting that i uploaded the wrong gunshaking animation.... ah......................#i had like three different versions and this was definitely not the final one. oh well

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tourettesdog · 2 years

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DP x DC prompt where Danny has been laying low in Gotham-- until he gets one hell of a ghost cold.

It starts at a local coffee shop. Tim thinks he might be more sleep deprived than he previously thought after seeing a random kid's eyes flash green when he sneezes.

Later, Babs sees a kid sneeze so violently while using a computer at the library that he physically knocks himself and the computer over. The kid runs off and the computer won't turn on after he's done using it.

While out on patrol, Jason sees a kid moving down the street alone at night, shuffling along like a zombie, groaning. When he tries to get close to investigate, the kid disappears. A strange trail of ice remains.

Dick finds that one of their safe houses has been completely iced over the next day. He sees the shaking, indistinct shadow of a person at the heart of the ice-- but they disappear by the time he can get close.

Damian finds more of the ice covering the park, stretching up a tree. He sees a shadowy person curled around the branches, groaning, dripping something green that looks a little too like Lazarus water. The shadow disappears when Damian approaches.

Not an hour later, Bruce watches as ice blooms across a nearby roof, surrounding a wavering, shadowy figure. He gets close enough to see glowing green eyes and hear a miserable, deep groan from it before it once more disappears.

They're not sure what to make of the figure. A new rogue playing a long con? A meta losing control of their abilities? Some strange specter even?

Before they can formulate a plan to investigate and deal with the figure, they find more ice blooming across an empty alley. The same familiar shadow lies at the center of the ice, but doesn't retreat this time. It lies curled in a ball, shivering and groaning.

The closer they get, the more the shadows melt away to show a very pale kid with green dripping from his nose and eyes, his body wracked by shivers. Whatever they were expecting, it wasn't some very sick meta(?) kid.

#dp x dc #dp #dp x dc prompt #prompt #dpxdc #inspired by me being sick af #dogprompts #dogposts

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graveyardgremlins · 7 months

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I'm going absolutely feral over my own damn fanfiction. It's like my old grandma always says "I'm my biggest fan"

Anyway, here is a tiny snippet of chapter 10:

“Well,” Jason said after a while, “Maybe I liked it a little bit.” “Yeah?” “Just a little bit.” “Yeah?” “Maybe… The part where we weren’t falling anymore.” Danny blushed a violent green. “Uh… Oh.”

#dp x dc #danny phantom #dead on main #fanfic #jason todd #danny fenton #dp x dc fanfic #dead on main ship #fanfic writing #tsdloo #featuring Jason being smooth af #and danny being the worlds most inteligent door

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luffyrose · 8 months

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Dp x Dc Blurb #5 (I think)

SO SO HAD THIS THOUGHT WHILE MAKING MYSELF FOOD!

We know, well, fandom kinda goes that ghosts form when around ectoplasm as well as have a strong enough desire to make a core. And Gotham is like Amity but less ley line more murder (so not as good ecto but still just as much, have to be a stronger ghost in general to be fine there).

Martha and Thomas Wayne are very much the type of people to come back as ghosts. No vengeance, no protection. They just wanted to see how Bruce, their little Brucie, grew up. They just wanted Family.

And that's exactly what they got!

They were thrilled when Alfred filled the role of father, even if he later claimed to just be a butler. Dick appearing in their lives was one of the happiest moments, how they wished they could tell him that his parents wished him well before moving on a few years later. Jason was adorable! Though it was upsetting to watch the other two begin too fight. It was even worse to find Jason joining them, even temporarily. Tim was a blessing to the family, keeping it from fully falling apart, and oh how they wished they could help all their little boys, because they knew where they all were and how they were feeling at all times.

With each addition they were thrilled for the large family, yet sad they could never interact, never help. Jason could sense them, but he'd only gotten help with his illness recently, poor child, he was still so ill.

The two Waynes had been there for it all. Watching, wishing, and gently tucking each of the boys in, even when they were far away from home.

But something was still missing. Both could feel that frail bond reaching out for another part of their family. A young boy they discovered while following it. He was about Damian's age, and could see them! He didn't seem aware he was adopted, let alone had a family waiting for him, but he also seemed so overwhelmed. The two decided to watch him but leave their little Danny alone. At least, they would until he was in danger.

And just like with the rest of the family, danger came.

It was just a random afternoon when they'd felt the pull of panic from the half ghost child, yet they couldn't leave Gotham so quickly. Bruce and Dick had a fight for the first time in a long time and...well it wasn't pretty and left ALL of the other children worried and confused.

So with the ectoplasm they'd gotten with their growing family, and even visiting their halfa on occasions, Martha and Thomas Wayne decided to do something about it.

The mansion was haunted. For the last few days things had been going completely haywire with no reasonable explanation but ghosts, or magic, but from what they knew the two went pretty hand in hand. So they decided to call Constantine to figure out why.

None of them expected Bruce's parents. Especially when they told them they needed to go save their brother Danny...a name that one particular batkid hadn't heard in a long time.

~~~

Open ended on which one, but sibling of batkid implied.

Martha and Thomas kept getting stronger with each kid Bruce adopted/got, Steph and Barbara inculded, and could feel a semi-frayed bond with one of the kid's biological brother and it led to Danny 🤗

They didn't plan to introduce themselves since the boy seemed happy enough despite the stress, they did not really see what his homelife was like. It was only after they felt something happen through their bond (which because they have obsessions based around family they can sense their own family) that they realized something was wrong and decided a good ol fashion haunting to catch their attention so they could find a way to tell them to get their brother.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny fenton #dpxdc #dcxdp #thomas wayne #martha wayne #I don't know #just them watching their boy and grandchildren over the years #yes this does imply they saw EVERY bad moment the kids had #including stuff like blockbuster :3c #cuz I'm evil #but also they want their newest boy to be fine #I don't know which one of the batkids I was thinking more #maybe Dick? but also idk how that'd work with Danny being Damian's afe #maybe he was a lab experiment before the Fenton's decided he was their son?#they do get a little TOO into their work so I wouldn't put it past them honestly

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ryoalouette · 5 months

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Inspired by this and this and this-

AKA

The Fentons in the Masterchef (or the likes) show.

Imagine how other chefs would be FREAKING TF OUT coz THE TURKEYS COME BACK TO LIFE??

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poke-me-with-a-stick · 2 years

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Okay, I've been seeing prompts about a shape-shifting Danny au where he turns into a tuxedo cat and gets adopted by Damian.

But what if instead of a normal cat, Danny looks more like an actual ghost cat. A tuxedo cat, but the black is bright neon green instead, matching his eyes perfectly. You cannot tell me that Damian Wayne would not take one look at a cat that looks like it rolled around in a Lazarus pit and go 'mine now'.

He takes Danny home with him, after earning his trust, and hides it from the batfam as long as possible. It kinda helps that his new feline friend can walk through walls, turn invisible, and fly. But being in a house of detectives, he gets found eventually.

Damian refuses to let them run any tests on Cat Danny, and of course this frustrates the whole family because 'what if it's dangerous, we don't know if it wants to hurt us, what if its not even a cat? What cat glows neon green?' Eventually Danny shifts back and tells Damian the truth, and after the shock of that the two of them try to see how long they can keep up the cat act before someone in the family realizes that not only is this not a normal cat, it's not even a cat at all.

It all comes to a head when Ghost Cat Danny meets Previously Dead Jason Todd.

#dc x dp #Danny Phantom #batman #batman x danny phantom #Cat Danny #shapeshifter #shapeshifter Danny Phantom #Damian Wayne and Danny Phantom friendship #Damian and Jason fight for custody of the shape-shifting ghost child #Rest of the batfam=confused af #Alfred already knew #he knows everything

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bewitched-forest · 1 year

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Formula for a Crime Scene - Ch 1

Circumstances leave Artemis Fowl and Danny Fenton living in Gotham to attend Gotham Academy with Damian Wayne. More circumstances lead to the three boys becoming unlikely friends, and eventually something more. Now the three must navigate a world of superheroes, fairies, and ghosts together.

The worldbuilding of this fic was co-written by my friend, @half-dead-ham, and myself! They will be posting their own Crime Scene (The name of the ship as dubbed by another friend, @thetoyboxs) fic that will have similar plotlines, as we made them together! So behave!

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Damian stalks into the school, eyes polished into a glare sharp enough to cut diamonds. Once again, he walks the halls of the insufferable school known as Gotham Academy. Completing his education could surely be done at home, where he can use his free time to help with their true callings.

He scans the rooms, taking account of his fellow students as well as the room numbers. He pushes the door to his first class, World History, stepping inside to take a canvas of the room. There are several fellow students already moving about the room, coalescing into their many social groups to prattle about their summers. In the back corner, he can see a mop of black hair settled onto a pair of arms. Damian raises an eyebrow, walking over.

“Jon?” asks Damian. As the boy raises his head, Damian notices very quickly that this is not his friend.

This boy, despite sharing black and hair and blue eyes with Jon, had more slim features. Jon, like his father, had a more square face where this boy’s was more what would be described as heart-shaped.

“Huh?” mumbles the boy. So he was asleep.

“Nothing. I mistook you for someone else,” Damian says.

“Ah. Cool,” says the boy, dropping his head again.

Damian sits down next to the boy before hearing heaving footfalls, looking forward to notice the teacher. He shifts in his chair, crossing his arms to glare at the balding man. Just because he was a student of this man’s class did not mean he deserved respect. That will be determined through study.

The man glances over everyone, ignoring Damian’s glare before pulling out a folder. He starts prattling, calling the names of everyone in the class.

“Daniel Fenton?” Damian glances over as the boy next to him raises his hand. So, that is his name. Damian will have to remember so as to prevent confusion again.

“Danny, please,” says Fenton, setting his head in his hand to remain upright.

Damian resists a Tt, looking back at the teacher as he continues. Leave it to high schoolers to be completely undisciplined.

“Damian Wayne?”

Damian sits up straighter, boring holes into the teacher. “Present.”

The teacher just looks at him, deadpan, before marking off his name and turning around. Clearly, the man has already heard of Damian. Damian listens as the man goes over his syllabus, squinting at the relevance of some of the topics. At least 2 things could already be considered inaccurate, due to recent discoveries.

He stands up when the bell rings, intending to get to the door. However, he is beaten to it by Fenton, who is out before Damian even gets there. He squints his eyes, looking around the halls. Upon not being able to spot the boy, he tuts and continues on to his next class. The fact that someone was quicker than him to the door bothers him more than Damian would ever admit.

He passes through his annoying day, until lunch time. After getting his lunch, he ducks into the halls in order to consume his meal, and to get away from the insanity of the school lunchroom.

He straightens up when he picks up on someone following him. Turning around, he’s faced with a familiar face.

“Harrison,” Damian sneers.

The boy huffs, readying his fists. “Wayne. I believe I owe you a beating from last year.”

Damian sets his food down on the floor, crossing his arms. “Like you’d even be able to land the punch.”

“I could definitely hit harder than you-” Harrison growls, arm readying for a whirl.

“What’s going on here?” Damian looks over to see a teacher stomping over.

“He’s harassing me,” Damian says, pointing at his opponent.

“You were first!”

“Now boys. You can’t be starting fights in the halls,” says the lady.

“Brown hair started it.”

No, Damian did not flinch. He simply reacted to the sudden addition of another presence. He squinted at the source, raising an eyebrow when he recognized it as Fenton, the sleeping kid from his history class.

“Where did you-?” The reacher goes to ask before sighing. “Are you sure, Danny?”

Fenton nods, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “I’m positive Ms. Bailey. I was walking back to the cafeteria from the bathroom. What’s his face trying to sneak up on…” Fenton takes points at Damian. “Damian, right?”

Damian huffs. “Yes.”

Fenton smiles, turning back to Ms. Bailey. “Yeah. He was trying to sneak up on Damian, but he turned around and then I saw him raise his fist to punch Damian before you walked over.”

Ms. Bailey sighs, rubbing her temple. “Mr. Harrison. Come with me. Mr. Wayne, be aware that you may be called into the office later today so we can get this all sorted. Thank you, Mr. Fenton.”

Fenton smiles, and Damian can’t help but notice the hint of mischief in it. “Of course Ms. Bailey.”

Damian glares at Harrison, noticing Fenton waves out of the corner of his eyes, as the ingrate walks away. Once out of sight, he crosses his arms to glare at Fenton.

Fenton raises an eyebrow with a small smirk. “Hey, that isn’t any way to look at someone who helped you.”

Damian scoffs. “I was capable of handling this myself. I did not require your assistance.”

Fenton just chuckles. “Sure. Whatever you say. See you around, Damian.” The boy waves as he walks off, much to Damian’s chagrin.

“Tt. I am perfectly capable of taking care of myself.” Damian grabs his food, retreating to his back corner to finish lunch before his next classes.

When the bell rings to signal the end of the lunch hour, Damian gets up and heads to his next class. An English class, as if Damian needed it. He walks in, sitting down in the chair closest to the back door. He opts to glare at his desk.

“Damian!” shouts a shrill voice. Damian looks up, squinting when he sees Jon bounding for him.

“Jon,” he says curtly.

Jon pouts. “Come on, Damian! Smile! It's the first day of sophomore year!”

Damian rolls his eyes. “I don’t need to be here.”

Jon sighs, sitting next to Damian. “I mean yeah, sure, you’re super smart and stuff. But it's fun! We get to come here and make friends.”

“I’m just fine without it,” says Damian. And he meant it. He had the Titans, not to mention Jon. Random civilians would just complicate things. And put everyone at risk, seeing that they couldn’t know their identities.

Jon’s face knits together as he thinks before seeming to remember something. “Hey. I heard someone stopped you from getting into a fight with Harrison.”

Damian glares. “I did not need it. He was interfering.”

Jon pouts again. “It’s nice to stop a fight.”

“Tt.” Damian crosses his arms, shifting his gaze to the front of class. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jon go to talk again before the teacher taps his desk with a ruler.

“Alright class. My name is Mr. Johnson, and I’ll be your Honors English Language 10 teacher.”

Damian tuned the man out as he droned on. It's not like he’d have anything useful to Damian anyways. He scans the room, noting the students. One of Harrison’s lackeys is in this class, Damian notes, though he was smartly looking away. Other than Jon, however, there was no one Damian even remotely cared about.

He thinks back to the altercation at lunch. The fact that the other boy, Fenton, managed to sneak up on the both of them was curious. Damian was not one to miss the presence of another, no matter what he was doing. He had noticed Harrison, after all.

Damian would have to keep an eye on Fenton. He wouldn’t allow the boy to ‘help’ him again. He was Robin, heir to Batman. He didn’t need some insignificant child acting like Damian needed any help in a fight.

Damian looks up as the bell sounds, signifying the end of their class. After bidding a goodbye to Jon, he gets up, exiting the room and heading to his final class of the day.

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brothebro · 2 years

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Okay so dp x dc because I’m hyperfixated af.

Danny, at his mid twenties probably, living in Gotham after having left Amity Park forever because of the GIW and working in Wayne Enterprises as an engineer. He has Tucker forge an ID for him of course, and he choses as his last name his birthparents surname. Aka Grayson. Yes, that Grayson family. Let’s say they gave Danny up for adoption when he was little because they couldn’t care for him or whatever other reason.

Okay so, we have one Daniel Grayson looking identical to one Richard Grayson working for the Wayne Tech department. What could possibly go wrong am i right? Except of course, a lot can go wrong, or rather, a lot of misunderstandings can happen. So, that’s how we have almost everyone in Wayne Tech thinking they are working with Dick Grayson — especially if Danny’s work id thing just says D. Grayson— and Danny is happily oblivious if mildly confused as to why everyone seems to be walking on eggshells around him. (He knows he can be intimidating as the Ghost King but hey, he’s just nerdy Danny at work, his aura can’t be *that* bad, can it?)

Ah, also let’s say it’s everlasting trio too, and Tuck works as a software engineer for Wayne Tech too and Sam is probably working for an unrelated non profit about the environment or something and all three of them are living together (are married? Maybe?)

In any case, it starts from Wayne Tech but spreads to the rest of Gotham that Brucie’s eldest got married in secret and is apparently working in his father’s business.

Cut to the one and only Dick “Nightwing” Grayson who lives and works in Bludheaven hearing the hot gossip about himself. He thinks it’s absurd. He thinks it’s crazy and then he stops and properly *thinks*. Okay, okay, he might have to look into it further because clones are a thing and if one has infiltrated Wayne Enterprises they could be in deep shit.

Bruce, meanwhile is hurt that Dick didn’t invite him to his wedding. He thought that of all of his children likely to get hitched in secret, Dick was the least probable one to do it.

#bro writes fic #dp x dc fanfic #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc #dick grayson #danny phantom #everlasting trio #danny and dick are twins au #if someone wants to write it lemme know first pls #<3

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charlietheepicwriter7 · 5 months

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Always a man, a city, and a lighthouse...

"Robin, Red Robin, stay back for a minute," Batman said as he dismissed everyone for patrol. "I have a new mission for you. Dozens of civilians have gone missing around the decommissioned Gotham City Lighthouse." A few clicks and the Batcomputer displayed a map of the Upper West Side, a highlight on the lighthouse. "I want you both to investigate the building. Everyone who's gone missing entered the lighthouse, but nothing has been found by the police. I suspect that the lighthouse is being used for gun smuggling, but we need more information.

"That's where you two come in."

Or, I've been reading too much of @virgamsysxvolumes 's Lucky Rush AU, and wanted a true Bioshock AU for dc x dp.

Underneath the city, in the vast and endless caverns beneith Gotham, lies the subterranean city of Amity. Amity was the pet project of the mad scientist couple, the Drs. Fenton, to investigate the effects of ectoplasm on humans, but with the help of their best friend, Vlad Masters, they transformed Amity into a Technocracy City filled with scientists, and completely lacking in morals.

Or at least, that's how it was ten years ago, before the creation of Plasm (the Adam replacement), a neon green goo that's basically meth that gives you superpowers. Everyone from the top scientists to the lower working class starting doping on Plasm, which gave people the ability to control fire, create hallucinogenic spores, summon bats, etc. Vlad, the mayor, was deposed in a cue let by the Fentons and the city descended into anarchy, with people from the surface getting lured down from the lighthouse so they can continue their experiments.

The Fentons are 100% not good people in this. Jack is in charge of all the technological advances in Amity, while Maddie has created human/ghost hybrids--the Little Sisters of the story--that can naturally harvest ectoplasm from dead bodies to use for experiments. Once everyone's hooked on Plasm, the Little Sisters are in danger from acting Splicers, so she creates Big Daddies to protect them.

Danny is the only Little Brother, and Jazz is the only Big Sister. Vlad turned them both into monsters as revenge against the Fentons for the cue, but the couple didn't really care, with Jack barely acknowledging he has children, and Maddie acting like they were never turned into monsters to begin with. Not sure about ages... Jazz is probably the same as her canon age, but if Danny is still 14, he looks 10, tiny and malnourished and pale.

Tim and Damian are trapped in Amity after an automatic system determines them as good test subjects. The AI filters out any cops, so that's why the police never found anything. The elavator brings them down into the city, showing a sweeping shot of neon in the darkness of the caves, and the boys figure out pretty quickly something is blocking their calls.

Tim gets super injured early on. I think, a Jack Fenton booby trap (that exclaims that it's a Jack Fenton Booby Trap moments before activating, which should be funny, but isn't when death lasers are being launched at him.). Damian gets captured, and that's when Tim is contacted by Vlad, who is our Atlas stand in for the game, only Tim immediately realizes that this man is sketchy af.

But unfortunately, in order to rescue Damian, Tim has to splice himself with Plasm. Maybe its for fire-wielding, or telekinesis but Tim can't get to wherever Damian is being held and, while torn, splices himself to save Damian.

Damian was kidnapped because his exposure to Lazirus Waters made a Big Daddy think he was a Little Sister, so it brought him back to the Casper Academy, which is where Little Sisters drop their harvests off in the care of William Lancer. Lancer looks after the girls because Maddie Fenton is too busy, but it's against his will despite him caring for them all. He's trapped in the building, can't leave or he dies. He's actually relieved to know that Vlad is still alive and trusts him, because to Lancer he was just a good mayor who was overthrown and the Fentons are the real bad guys, just look what they did to their kids!

This is where the batkids first learn about Danny and Jazz, although they don't meet them until a while after this. Danny actually ends up being the one leaving Plasm out for Tim every time he rescues a Little Sister. (Sidenote, they end up killing people while in Amity. While both do have death counts, the problem with Amity is that they have to use stronger and stronger levels of force to get people to go down, leading them to escalating and killing quite a few).

Lancer points them to communications to get their comms working again, and that area is run by Damon Grey.

At some point after comms are back on, the two learn that Red Hood actually came in after them after hours of no communication and has been captured by Maddie Fenton, who intends to turn him into a Big Daddy.

In late story, it's revealed that Jack Fenton was murdered before the cue even happened, and that the Jack Fenton they'd been communicating with the entire time was an AI assistant created by living Jack to keep his work going. The cue was actually retaliation from Maddie and the Jack AI for murdering Jack.

The story would eventually end with Tim, Damian, and Jason freeing all the Little Sisters along with Danny and Jazz.

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