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flamingpudding · 7 months
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Fictober23 Prompt: 2 - "Don't worry, I got you."
Fandom: DPxDC
Rating: T
Warnings: Mentions of death, implied mentions of panic attacks handling, Jason typical profanity
"Don't worry, I got you."
These were the first words Jason could finally hear after what felt like forever. His head was pounding and his vision was still tinted green but slowly he felt like he was gaining control over the rage that had taken over.
He couldn't remember what triggered it, nor what he had done when his vision turned green. All he remembers was that he had been out on Patrol before he heard a scream. But now he could feel two hands resting on his shoulder. A young voice resounded in his ears, telling him to breathe in deeply, hold it and then breathe out. He remembers this exercise, B had made sure they all knew this one, so that they could help anyone that was working themselves into a panic attack. But he wasn't suffering through one, was he?
Unconsciously his eyes closed, blocking his vision of the still tinted green world.
"That's it. Try to redirect that power, don't let the Mania take hold. Can you feel your core? Try listening for its humming."
What core? What do they mean? Yet despite not knowing what they were talking about Jason tried to follow the direction the voice gave him. He wasn't sure why he was even listening to them, but something in him made the vigilante want to trust them. Redirect the power, they had said. Maybe they meant the Pit Rage? But how? Feeling for his core? Did they mean his heart? Jason could do that, he focused on his heart beat, tried to sense how it beat rhythmically in his chest and heard the blood rushing in his veins. Now that he listened there was a humming next to his heartbeat. Was this what they meant? Probably.
"Great you found your core, focus on it. Store that power in there for now."
Nodding slightly Jason tried to do what they said. Whatever this core was, he imaged it like a box and then mentally stuffed all that Pit Rage into it. Every bit of rage and madness the Pit made him feel, everything. He pushed it all into the box he imagined as that core and once it was all in there he decided to go a step further. His eyebrows furrowed as he imagined closing the lit of the box and putting a big fat lock on it. Like the one B put on his weapon storage after he raided it 5 times in a row when he had run out of grenades to throw at drug dealers and other scum lurking in his territory.
"Hey! Hey! Don't overdo it! Your core is still tiny! To much power und you will be in big trouble if it bursts the next time!"
His eyes snapped open. The first thing he noticed was his version was no longer tinted green. The second thing he noticed was the kid floating with no legs before him. Lazarus Green eyes coupled with snow white hair stared concerned yet relieved back at him.
"What the fuck-"
"Great! You're back to your senses!" The kid cut him of grinning at him and Jason was just confused and also surprised at himself. He did not feel anymore rage or a need for violence but instead his mind for once felt calm and a whole lot Pit free. Though there was the confusion of WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT KID?
"I honestly didn't expect to find another Halfa when I was contacted by Pandora to look into something. But Clockwork did mention something before, that I should look out for his Granddaughters fan that lives in Gotham and wears a red helmet. Didn't think I would meet you this soon though or like that. I haven't even greeted Lady Gotham yet. I was just on my way to the center of her haunt when I got these real disturbing feelings and bam you appeared out of nowhere attacking and I was forced-"
He cut the kids rambling off by rudely shoving his hand over the kids mouth to make the boy stop talking. "Shut up for a second there kid and let me catch up. You just dumped a lot of info there."
The kid had the nerve to sheepishly rub the back of his neck as he floated backwards a little, away from his hand that was covering his mouth. "Sorry, I got excited there. I think this must have been how the fruitloop had felt at first before things went to shit, when he found out I was a Halfa too. It's just kind of exciting, you know? There aren't a lot of us."
"The fuck you mean Halfa?" He questioned and mentally thanked his self from a couple hours ago for choosing to go on patrol with his trusted helmet instead of listening to his brother to use just a mask because of the head. This way the kid was not able to see his facial expression escaping him with all the info bombs the kid kept dropping.
"Half death, half alive. Well more like Half Ghost, Half human but details." The kid shrugged and Jason really wanted to pinch the bridge of his nose right now through his helmet.
"Last I checked I appear to be pretty alive, kid." He would know if he weren't or at least he hoped he would know, somehow.
"Well duh. That's the half alive part. The half death part is your second form, have you not managed to transform yet? I mean your core is tiny but that shouldn't matter to much. You did die and then come back alive with the balance sort of regulated by a big amount of ectoplasm, right? Though I have to say that the ectoplasm in your system is very unusual. It's so different from what I feel from Dani, Dan or even the fruitloop. I probably should drag you to Frostbite as soon as possible but there are no portals here so I would have to drag you either to my home or Wisconsin first, or maybe find a natural portal but that's harder than just taking you to one of the permanent open ones. Speaking of Dani and Dan, they gotta be excited to hear that there is another Halfa in our age range that's not related via cloning or time shenanigans! That's gotta be so fun and we can show-"
"Kid, you're rambling again." Jason cut in suppressing a sigh. Cloning? Time shenanigans? What the fuck was he getting into by associating with this kid? "Did anyone ever tell you that you are bad at explaining?"
"My friends and older sister." The kid answered with no delay, like he had been asked that same question before. "Also I am 20."
Jason wished the kid could see how he arched an eyebrow under his helmet. He could have tricked him if he didn't look like a 14 years old. The kid appeared to sense it anyway as they huffed and pouted his way. "I swear I am! My Ghost form is just stuck at looking like the age I died at! I haven't figured out how to manipulate my ectoplasm to make my ghost self look older yet! I swear Dan has been holding this over me for years now!"
"Sure kid, let's just get back to that Halfa thing and what that means for me." Jason didn't know what exactly the kid was nor what the kid meant by Jason apparently being also an Halfa -was it?-, which meant the kid was one in the first place. "By the way, who are you?"
"Oh right! I am Danny Phantom! Nice to meet you Red Hood! And pleases stop calling me a kid! I swear I am not anymore!" Well that was at least a step forward. Now Jason just had to figure out how to get the information he really needed from the kid, Danny, without listening to excessive rambling as well as how to explain just all of this to Bruce and the rest of his siblings. He can already hear them freaking out about it.
No wait, he actually could hear them freak out right now. Oh shit! His coms were on, weren't they? Wait did Dickwing just say ETA 5? And B just said ETA 3! Shit, fuck, damit! His family were on the way and he was not sure if the Halfa Kid, or whatever, would run at the site of them. B would probably scare the shit out of the kid just to get answers.
Well at least, the good thing so far was that the Pit was quiet now and the kid could apparently help him control it and the Pit Rage better.
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ky-landfill · 1 year
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could i request a violent jason. just a lil violence. as a treat. (i love your art so much the styles so nice and distinctive <3 )
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"Jason, stop! Fucking stop, he's down!"
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ryanwinsatlife · 25 days
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Demon Twins AU Idea
(Got a little carried away, but here you go! Short version: while Damian learns from their father, Danyal is investigating the Fentons. They try to do a vivisection on Dami, and Danny is NOT having it. He goes a lil berserk)
When Damian al Ghoul is sent to learn from the Bat, Danyal is sent on a long-term undercover mission.
Two scientists, Doctors Jack and Madeline Fenton, had discovered a new type of Lazarus Water. Danyal was to be adopted and report back on the differences between the Pits and this “Ectoplasm.”
One day, just a year into his mission, Danyal is investigating the nonfunctional portal when a large bookshelf covered in various samples topples, forcing him to duck into the portal and, unfortunately, the “on” button.
Danyal al Ghoul, the Shield to the Heir of the Demon, dies.
When ghosts begin to come through the portal, Danyal fights them back with an ecto-scimitar and a quiet determination that the American Government discovers nothing about the paranormal invasions.
When the Fentons find out that Danny is a halfa they don’t rush in, they’ve seen Phantom fight. They bide their time, creating a ghost-specific poison of diluted blood blossoms, slipping it into his food.
Danyal realizes he’s been poisoned too late. (Damian would be disappointed)
When he comes to, he’s strapped to a metal table in flimsy paper clothes. He feels weak, like if he sat up he would pass out.
Jack and Madeline are standing above him.
“Look honeybun! It’s awake!”
“Thank you sweetie! Now,” Madeline says, “while I am impressed that you managed to pretend to be human for so long, you did make a mistake.” She smiled, turning to rip a sheet off of-
Damian.
(His twin, his brother. He looks like he has been dragged to hell and back already, bloodied and barely breathing.)
“You really shouldn’t have based your human form on a celebrity child.” She taps a finger to her chin, thinking, “The real question is who should we start with? The monster or the template?”
“I say start with the boy lovekins. I wanna know what made him easier to mimic than anyone else.”
When Madeline picks up a scalpel, Danyal glares.
When she walks towards Damien, his twin freezes.
When she moves to cut into his twin, all The Shield can see is green.
When it fades, he is clutching his Ahki to his chest in Nanda Parbat.
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bet-on-me-13 · 8 months
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Vlad has Pit Rage
So, we all know the idea of Pit Rage. When you are submerged in a Lazarus Pit, you will become insanely mad for a while, and in the Fanon it is permanent.
Well, in Danny Phantom we do know of one other person who was infused with Ectoplasm (aka Lazarus), who had a personality change after his accident, who had years to build up his hatred, who never got the help he needed.
Vald. It's Vlad. Due to a fuckup when making the Proto-Portal, Vlad was blasted with Corrupted Ectoplasm rather than the Pure Stuff, which gave him Pit Rage.
Pit Rage is basically a Chronic Condition, and once Vlad figures out that he needs help while on his whole Redemption Arc (read A Glitch In Time, I beg you), he goes to the Far Frozen to seek their help.
He gets some Medication that helps suppress the Pit Rage, and goes on with his journey of Redemption.
Then, one day while he is wandering through Gotham, he meets a Kid who is seriously I'll. Like, he's almost as Bad as Vlad himself was before he got the Medication he needed!
So, he gets some of his Emergency Medication and has the kid take some. Thankfully it helps him calm down and gets him to stop Shooting Vlad. (He jad been unloading clip after clip into Vlad until he finally calmed down)
Now he needs to take this Kid to Frostbite so he can get his own source of Medication, and the easiest way is to just kidnap him. Not like he was being watched at all, honestly people need to take better care of their Kids.
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Batman is panicking.
Some Vampire guy just fed Jason some weird drugs that made him calm down significantly and them kidnapped him through a Glowing Green Portal.
Was his son just Drugged and Kidnapped?
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 78
 “So let me get this straight.” Mr Nightwing pinched the bridge of his nose, looking tired before motioning to Mr. Jason. “You were in a Pit episode, which if I remember right usually causes you to rampage-” Well that was rude. “-and instead of that happening it somehow latched onto them-” Mr Nightwing motioned towards them. “And now you’re… co-parenting. With the Pit rage.” Honestly he didn’t understand why Mr Nightwing was having so much trouble understanding. Mr. Pit (“Y’know what, we’re stealing our host’s middle name, call us Peter.”) was really nice and bundled them up in blankets even though they were failed clones and should have been terminated, and Mr Jason was really nice too and made them food, not the icky mush!
 “What the fuck little wing.” 
Bonus DCxDP crossover could have the clones be some Danny Phantom characters. Maybe reincarnated, maybe through a wish, maybe just ghost shenanigans, who knows
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p1nkshield · 10 months
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welcome weary traveler you’ve made it to chapter eight! It’s been a long time since I’ve updated, sorry!
Jason was very okay with being a zombie. It was what he joked about when things got overwhelming. He now had a new specific descriptor and a support system he never knew existed. I was strange. The level of self reliance he was used to was now no longer needed. If he were to fall ill he wouldn’t be met with confusion at his vitals or being treated like a case unheard of prior. It was comforting to have someone say, “that’s totally normal, it happened to me”. This would lose a bit of its luster as Jason phased through the kitchen floor with a yelp for the fifth time in ten minutes.
Danny grabbed onto his arm and pulled to no avail.
“Try to fly up instead just accepting your fate.”
Jason was too busy clawing at the floor like a cat being dragged to a bath to heed his advice. This was also to no avail as his arms swished through the floor like it was mist and he fell completely.
Tim was having a very entertaining morning. Watching idly as his older brother’s legs dangled and flailed from the ceiling of the bat cave made his coffee much more enjoyable. He had made a bet with Cass on how many times Jason would fall through before he got used to his newfound abilities. Cass had more faith in him than he did saying that he would fall under 200 times.
FWUMP
By the way things were looking Tim would not have to fight the condiment king for a whole month!
Jason was getting tired feeling like every step was a gamble. Danny was little help. The most he did was graciously build a barrier so that he wouldn’t fall into the mantle of the earth. Witnessing the feat was bewildering. He was scampering about the bat cave picking things up, asking “do you use this?” And then promptly dropping or tearing apart the tech based on the answer. He haphazardly squeezed together a projector-like device and turned it on, producing a neon green grid.
“What is that?” Jason asked as he tested this mesh with his foot.
Danny jumped onto the grid, displaying its bounciness.
“Baby proofing!” Danny joked
“As you develop your powers you’re not going to be able to fully regulate your intangibility. So until you’re phase trained this will help you from sinking into the ground.”
Was Jason going to sink into the ground? Phase training? Jason was getting a bit worried… it was probably fine.
THWUMP
Just as soon as Jason got up the stairs and got his lunch together he fell again. Green was starting to tinge the edge of his vision.
“That’s 15 times today! Start prepping your anti ketchup wash kit!”
Tim was keeping count? They bet on how many times he would fall?! Jason was starting to seethe.
“Jason! Try to think solid thoughts if your feeling yourself slipping!” Danny said, sticking his head through the floor.
Not helpful. Jason did not respond. He was very tired of falling. The first time had been a shock to everyone but Danny. They had all been eating dinner together, a small miracle, and Jason just fell out of his chair. He made a sound comparable to a perfectly cut scream as he was in one room then clipped into the next.
Right now the only thing Jason could do was think of that and breathe in an effort to calm himself down.
Tim took a tentative step back. “You okay?”
Jason thought the answer was quite obvious and simply glared in Tim’s direction.
Danny flew down from the kitchen and procured a glass of ectoplasm from the tanks and placed it into Jason’s hands.
“Drink.”
Jason drank and was immediately was full of much less rage than before. Great. He needed baby proofing and now got hangry like a toddler. Just great. At least he could see the humor in Tim’s bet now.
“Your wager.”
Tim was still tentative about the situation. “…Yeah?”
Jason downed the rest of the ectoplasm
“I want in. I bet less than 50.”
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hiero-green · 1 year
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brekitten · 7 months
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Demon Twins AU
In most Demon Twins AUs, Danyal is the spare, the weak one, never as good at anything as Damian. Damian kills most of his brother's targets and is the only reason Danyal hasn't been killed by their grandfather.
What if, instead, Danyal is the better twin, and Damian is the spare? That's why he tries to be the superior Robin. Ra's wanted to get rid of Damian, believing him to be holding Danyal back, but Talia convinces Ra's to send Damian to Bruce to be the Heir to the Bat.
Not too long after Damian leaves, Danyal is killed on a sabotaged mission. Talia revives him with the Pits (the Lazarus Pits are either a different type of ectoplasm, or not ectoplasm at all) and sends him to the United States. Danyal eventually makes his way to Amity Park, Illinois, and is adopted by the Fentons.
Danny has to deal with Pit Rage from being dunked in the Pits, but he mostly gets it under control. He keeps up with his training as well, and always has some sort of weapon on him, even when he gets older. Danny isn't as close with Sam and Tucker as everyone (including Sam and Tucker) thinks he is. He keeps many secrets and never truly let's his guard down.
The Accident happens, but nobody is there with him. (He also just goes by Phantom to start with and hides his identity better.) Since ghosts are creatures of emotion, it makes his Pit Rage worse. He barely manages to keep it in check.
The Justice League actually does their job, and finds out about the Anti-Ecto Acts; they go to Amity Park to investigate. Meanwhile, Danny's been under a lot of stress. Whether it's his parents, the GIW, Vlad, or all of the above, he is not having a great time. Eventually, he snaps and attacks someone (Jazz, Sam, or Tucker? Someone he'd be upset about hurting, and that also can't really defend themselves) in his human form, transforming into Phantom and revealing his identity to everyone. The heroes try to intervene, but he goes into a full Pit Rage and attacks them. Nobody gets out uninjured, not even Superman. Danny flees after his head clears enough for him to realize what he's done.
Looking for safety and comfort, and with the Pit still clouding his mind, he flys to the LOA, looking for his brother. He doesn't remember that Damian is with their father, the Pit is still too close to the surface for him to think. When he finally arrives, he crashes at the gate and transforms back.
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arrowheadedbitch · 8 months
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st7arlights-side · 4 months
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im trying to find a batfam fic. it centers around jason todd and tim drake i think? its about jason's (fanon-esque) pit rage. theres an arc where jason and tim get locked in a panic room and have to work through their problems. theres a sequel where damian gets them re-stuck while the room is being repaired? its not a ship fic
UPDATE: it has been found! please check the reblogs for the link :D
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lettucecomplexx · 6 months
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I got trapped in this idea for like two hours before I could draw it out
I think the Lazarus green eyes people give Jason are visually interesting, but i wanted to try something new with the idea. In my own delusional mind this is what i choose to believe someone would look like right out of the pit (and during a later pit rage/pit induced healing session if you use those headcanons)
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ky-landfill · 1 year
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batfamficprompts · 7 months
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Prompt #54
Jason is still learning to deal with the Pit Rage after returning. It gets out of control and he hurts Tim. Again. Jason had already been feeling guilty for the last few times that he nearly killed Tim, but when the Pit Rage fades this time, Jason wants to leave Gotham. Tim is significant to Jason and the people that care about Jason. The feelings of guilt are overwhelming this time, because Jason is supposed to be in control by now. How does Tim feel about what happened? How severe was it?
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jackie-q · 15 days
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Pit: kill Tim. Jason: No. We don’t do that anymore. Pit: … kill for Tim? Jason: Sure. I can get on board with that.
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spite-and-waffles · 1 year
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I wish people calling Jason fans apologists and "using Pit Rage as a deux ex machina to explain away his Pre52 characterization" provided actual examples. I've seen it once or twice in fics where the author clearly didn't care much about Jason and he was badly written anyway. But Jason-centric fics? I'm not saying they don't exist, I'm only saying Idk what you're talking about.
I do however think this is a separate issue from people who're just going with whatever rationale DC gave us themselves to run with the milder form of Jason in the reboot (I find him pretty bleh and I loathe the way Outlaws massacred Roy and Kory, but ngl sometimes you want something light and shippy or just wholesome without tackling all of that). Not really interested in making Jason Answer For His CrimesTM in every single fic that has nothing to do with his villain arc.
I'm not usually a villain enjoyer, I love redemptive arcs and ultimately I do want him to heal and develop in either more mature or complex directions (because characters stagnating is bad storytelling), but Jason as he is satisfies the part of me that wants to indulge in righteous wrath and fuck shit up (and make Bruce eat his own dick). Apologizing for him, trying to explain away his actions or justify any of it defeats the entire purpose of his existence IMO. It's not about Jason being right, it's about Jason being a necessary challenge to the status quo. I've only encountered Jason fans who thought the same.
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nerdpoe · 3 months
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Dick gets his drink mixed up with another persons in the library while visiting Barbara.
He was drinking some kale smoothie thing, for health and stuff, and he set it down to grab a book from the shelf. There was another guy next to him, who also had a smoothie in the same kind of shake-n-go bottle.
They swapped by accident.
Dick checked out his book, said goodbye to Barbara, and took a sip of his smoothie.
That's the last thing he remembers.
He wakes up two days later pinned down by a practically feral Jason, who's eyes are glowing a sickly Lazarus green, with Bruce, Tim, Cass, and Duke all showing signs of losing a fight. He's sore everywhere, and Damian is nowhere to be seen.
"Uh...." his voice cracks, and he's suddenly aware of how fucking painful his throat is. "Hi? What's going on?"
"...Is it really you, Dickwing? I swear to God if it isn't and this is another-"
"Jay I really don't know what's going on, man."
Jason doesn't believe him. Dick is cuffed with anti-meta cuffs and escorted to the cave, where Bruce demands test after test and Dick tells them the last thing he remembers.
Apparently, after taking that sip, his eyes had turned to Lazarus green, and he had beelined for the mansion. Along the way there, he had run into the Riddler.
He had broken most of the Riddler's bones.
That was when everyone had been called in to subdue Dick, who for some strange reason kept gunning for Damian. Hence, Damian was upstairs and not allowed down until they were sure Dick was okay again.
It's concluded that Dick drank some alternate form of Lazarus Water, lost his mind, proceeded to take everyone out with enhanced strength and speed except Jason, who had entered a Pit episode just to keep up, and worked through it two days after consumption.
But who the fuck transported a material as dangerous as modified Lazarus Water in a fucking shake-n-go bottle?
Danny, however, is a little sad that his ecto-shake was stolen by some rando at the library.
Their kale smoothie was pretty good though.
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