Tumgik
#x traveler
jewels-writes · 1 year
Text
how i think the genshin boys would react to the traveler falling asleep on them
Featured characters: Kazuha, Diluc, Venti, Zhongli, Tartaglia, Chongyun, Gorou, Itto
(Also if you want your own custom story with any character from any fandom, please support me on fiverr https://www.fiverr.com/share/vP6NwZ)
Kazuha
Kazuha had taken the Traveler on a long hike through the mountains, hoping to show them the natural beauty of Inazuma. They had been walking for hours, and the Traveler was starting to look tired.
"Are you doing okay?" Kazuha asked, noticing the Traveler's slow pace.
The Traveler nodded, but their eyes were drooping, and their steps were unsteady. Kazuha knew they needed a break.
"Let's take a rest," he suggested, leading them to a shaded spot under a tree. He sat down and patted the ground next to him.
The Traveler sat down next to Kazuha, leaning against him. Kazuha smiled and wrapped an arm around their shoulders, feeling their warmth against his side.
As they sat there in silence, Kazuha noticed the Traveler's breathing become slow and steady. He looked down and saw that they had fallen asleep, their head resting on his shoulder.
Kazuha's heart swelled with affection for the Traveler. He gently moved his arm from around their shoulders to their waist, supporting them as they slept.
He looked at the peaceful expression on their face, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. He knew they must have been exhausted from the long hike.
He stayed there for a while longer, watching the Traveler sleep. Eventually, he gently shook them awake.
"Hey, sleepyhead," he said softly. "We should keep moving."
The Traveler yawned and rubbed their eyes, looking up at Kazuha with a sleepy smile. "Thanks for letting me rest," they said.
Kazuha smiled back, feeling happy to have been able to help them. "Of course," he said. "We have a lot more to explore. Are you ready?"
The Traveler nodded, standing up and stretching. They started walking again, feeling refreshed from their short nap.
As they continued on their journey, Kazuha couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness towards the Traveler. He wanted to make sure they were always safe and comfortable, even if it meant carrying them on his back or letting them fall asleep on him during their adventures.
Diluc
It was a peaceful night in Mondstadt, and Diluc had just finished closing up the bar. As he stepped out into the cool evening air, he noticed a familiar figure slumped over on a bench nearby.
It was the Traveler, sound asleep with their head tilted back and their mouth slightly open. Diluc couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, finding it amusing how someone could fall asleep in such a public place.
He approached the Traveler cautiously, not wanting to startle them awake. As he got closer, he could see that they looked peaceful and relaxed, the stresses of their journey seemingly forgotten in their slumber.
Diluc sat down beside the Traveler, watching them for a moment. He had come to admire the Traveler's resilience and determination, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of affection towards them.
As he sat there, Diluc thought about his own journey, the challenges he had faced and the sacrifices he had made along the way. He knew that the Traveler was on a similar path, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie towards them.
After a few minutes, the Traveler began to stir, their eyes slowly opening. They looked up at Diluc, surprised to see him there beside them.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to fall asleep here," they said, rubbing their eyes.
Diluc simply smiled, feeling a sense of contentment at the simple pleasure of being able to sit and watch the world go by with the Traveler. He didn't need to say anything, the two of them simply sat there in comfortable silence for a while longer.
Eventually, the Traveler stood up, stretching their limbs and yawning. Diluc watched them go, feeling a sense of gratitude and admiration for their courage and perseverance.
As he walked back to the bar, Diluc couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his chest. He knew that the Traveler had become more than just a passing acquaintance, they had become a trusted friend and companion on his journey through life.
Venti
Venti had been playing his lyre, entertaining the Traveler as they journeyed through the lush greenery of Mondstadt. The Traveler had been admiring the scenery, but as the soothing music continued, they began to feel their eyes growing heavy.
Without realizing it, the Traveler had leaned their head against Venti's shoulder, their eyes closed in peaceful slumber. Venti smiled, gently cradling the Traveler's head as he continued to play his lyre, softly humming along to the melody.
He watched as the Traveler's chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, feeling a sense of warmth and affection towards them. He had come to care deeply for the Traveler, and moments like this, where they were so vulnerable and trusting, only served to deepen his feelings.
As the music came to an end, Venti slowly shifted his position, carefully laying the Traveler's head in his lap. He continued to stroke their hair gently, enjoying the peaceful moment they shared.
For a while, they simply sat there in silence, the only sound being the soft rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. Venti felt a sense of contentment wash over him, feeling grateful for the moments of peace and tranquility that he shared with the Traveler.
Eventually, the Traveler began to stir, their eyes opening slowly as they looked up at Venti with a sleepy smile. Venti grinned back, feeling a sense of fondness towards them.
"Did you have a nice nap?" he asked, still stroking their hair gently.
The Traveler nodded, sitting up slowly as they stretched their limbs. Venti stood up, taking the Traveler's hand in his and leading them onwards through the forest.
As they walked, Venti felt a sense of lightness in his heart, grateful for the moments of peace and companionship that he shared with the Traveler.
Zhongli
It was a quiet evening in Liyue, and Zhongli had just finished tending to his duties as consultant for the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. As he walked through the streets, he noticed a familiar figure slumped against a wall, fast asleep.
It was the Traveler, their head tilted back and their chest rising and falling rhythmically. Zhongli couldn't help but smile at the sight, finding it endearing how the Traveler could fall asleep in the midst of their travels.
He approached the Traveler quietly, not wanting to disturb their rest. As he got closer, he noticed that they looked peaceful, as though all of their troubles had been forgotten for a brief moment.
Zhongli sat down beside the Traveler, watching them for a while. He knew that the Traveler's journey was fraught with danger and uncertainty, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for their courage and resilience.
As he sat there, Zhongli thought about his own journey, the challenges he had faced and the sacrifices he had made along the way. He knew that the Traveler was on a similar path, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie towards them.
After a few minutes, the Traveler began to stir, their eyes slowly opening. They looked up at Zhongli, surprised to see him there beside them.
"I'm sorry, did I fall asleep?" they asked, rubbing their eyes.
Zhongli simply smiled, feeling a sense of contentment at the simple pleasure of being able to sit and watch the world go by with the Traveler. He didn't need to say anything, the two of them simply sat there in comfortable silence for a while longer.
Eventually, the Traveler stood up, stretching their limbs and yawning. Zhongli watched them go, feeling a sense of gratitude and admiration for their strength and determination.
As he walked through the streets of Liyue, Zhongli couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and tranquility. He knew that the Traveler had become more than just a passing acquaintance, they had become a trusted friend and confidant on his journey through life.
Tartaglia
Tartaglia and the Traveler had been on a long journey, traveling through rugged terrain and harsh weather conditions. They had finally made it to a small village, where they planned to spend the night before continuing on their journey.
As they sat by the fireplace in the local inn, enjoying a warm meal and some much-needed rest, the Traveler suddenly slumped against Tartaglia's shoulder, fast asleep.
Tartaglia was taken aback at first, not quite sure what to do. He looked down at the Traveler's peaceful expression and couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and fondness towards them.
He carefully shifted his position to make the Traveler more comfortable, propping them up with some pillows and blankets. He sat there, watching over them as they slept, feeling a sense of contentment.
As the night wore on, Tartaglia found himself lost in thought, reflecting on his time with the Traveler. He thought about the battles they had fought, the hardships they had endured, and the moments of joy they had shared.
He realized that the Traveler had become more than just an ally, they had become a friend. Someone he cared deeply about and wanted to protect.
As the fire burned low and the other patrons of the inn began to retire to their rooms, Tartaglia remained seated, still watching over the sleeping Traveler. He couldn't bring himself to disturb their peaceful slumber.
Eventually, the Traveler stirred, slowly waking up and looking around in confusion. They rubbed their eyes, realizing they had fallen asleep on Tartaglia's shoulder.
"I'm sorry," they said, embarrassed.
Tartaglia smiled, shaking his head. "Don't apologize," he said. "You needed the rest."
The Traveler nodded, smiling gratefully. Tartaglia stood up, offering his hand to help them up.
As they made their way to their room, Tartaglia couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth in his chest. He knew that his feelings towards the Traveler went beyond just friendship, but he wasn't quite sure how to express them.
For now, he was content to watch over them as they slept, feeling a sense of peace and contentment.
Chongyun
Chongyun and the Traveler had been training all day, honing their combat skills and testing new techniques. As the sun began to set, they took a break to catch their breath and rest.
The Traveler, exhausted from the intense training, slumped against Chongyun's shoulder and closed their eyes, drifting off into a deep sleep. Chongyun looked down at them, surprised by their sudden collapse.
He hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but quickly realized that the Traveler must have been more tired than he had realized. He gently brushed their hair out of their face and adjusted his position to make them more comfortable.
He sat there, feeling the weight of the Traveler's head against his shoulder and listening to their soft breathing. He couldn't help but feel a sense of protectiveness towards them, as though he needed to shield them from any harm.
Chongyun's mind wandered as he watched the Traveler sleep. He thought about their journey together, the battles they had fought, and the moments of levity they had shared. He felt grateful to have the Traveler as a friend and ally, someone he could rely on in even the toughest of battles.
As the Traveler slept, Chongyun continued to watch over them, feeling a sense of peace and contentment. Eventually, the Traveler stirred, slowly waking up and rubbing their eyes.
"Are you feeling better?" Chongyun asked, concerned.
The Traveler nodded, smiling weakly. "Yeah, I think so," they said. "Thanks for letting me rest."
Chongyun smiled back, feeling relieved that they were okay. "Of course," he said. "We should probably head back now."
The Traveler nodded, standing up slowly and stretching their limbs. Chongyun stood up as well, still feeling the weight of the moment on his mind.
As they walked back to town, Chongyun couldn't help but think about the Traveler and their journey together. He knew that there would be many more battles to come, but he was confident that they would face them together, as friends and allies.
Gorou
Gorou and the Traveler had been traveling for hours through the forest, exploring the vast wilderness of Inazuma. As the day wore on, the Traveler began to feel tired, and they leaned their head against Gorou's shoulder, closing their eyes.
Gorou smiled softly, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him as he held the Traveler close. He could feel the gentle rise and fall of their chest as they slept, and he was grateful for the peaceful moment they shared.
He looked down at the Traveler's face, studying their features in the soft light of the setting sun. He admired the way their hair fell gently over their forehead and the peaceful expression on their face as they slept.
For a moment, Gorou felt a sense of protectiveness towards the Traveler. He wanted to keep them safe and shield them from the dangers of the world around them. He knew that they were strong and capable, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of responsibility towards them.
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, Gorou gently woke the Traveler, feeling a sense of regret that their peaceful moment together had come to an end. The Traveler looked up at him with sleepy eyes, and Gorou smiled warmly.
"Are you ready to keep going?" he asked.
The Traveler nodded, rubbing the sleep from their eyes. Gorou stood up, helping the Traveler to their feet, and they continued on their journey through the forest.
As they walked, Gorou couldn't help but feel a sense of closeness to the Traveler. He knew that their journey together would be full of challenges and trials, but he also knew that they would face them together, supporting each other every step of the way.
Itto
Itto and the Traveler had been traveling for days across the countryside, making their way towards the next destination on their journey. The sun was setting, and they decided to stop and rest for the night.
As they settled down near a quiet stream, the Traveler leaned back against Itto's chest, sighing contentedly. Itto wrapped his arms around them, holding them close and enjoying the warmth of their presence.
The Traveler soon fell asleep, their breathing slow and steady. Itto felt a sense of peace wash over him as he watched them sleep, feeling a deep connection to this person who had come into his life so unexpectedly.
As the night wore on, Itto remained vigilant, watching over the Traveler and making sure they were comfortable. He felt a sense of responsibility towards them, wanting to protect them from any harm.
As the first rays of sunlight peeked over the horizon, the Traveler stirred, slowly waking up and stretching their arms. They looked up at Itto and smiled sleepily.
"Good morning," they said softly.
Itto smiled back, his eyes softening as he gazed at them. "Good morning," he said, his voice low and gentle.
For a moment, they sat there in silence, basking in the warmth of the morning sun and the beauty of the natural world around them.
As they packed up their things and prepared to continue on their journey, Itto couldn't help but feel a sense of gratitude towards the Traveler. They had brought a sense of joy and peace into his life that he had never known before.
He vowed to protect them at all costs, to be there for them whenever they needed him, and to cherish every moment they spent together. For Itto, the Traveler had become more than just a companion, they had become a cherished friend and a true partner in his journey through life.
66 notes · View notes
zanephillips · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Fellow Travelers 1.03 "Hit Me"
26K notes · View notes
sinfulpatata · 2 months
Text
meeting your past self be like:
Tumblr media
yllz: midget.
mxy!wwx: virgin.
lwj, being smothered by tits: mn.
4K notes · View notes
feelingpure · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
[both panting]
FELLOW TRAVELERS 1.08 ‘Make It Easy’
5K notes · View notes
chenfordsbee · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
JONATHAN BAILEY and MATT BOMER in Fellow Travelers: episode 2
8K notes · View notes
Text
Do it for the Plot
~
I like the idea of Tim and Danny meeting and just clocking each other as little shits TM.
Just causing chaos to everyone in a way that can't really be traced back to them like 'Who? Me? I was busy doing all of these other things I have no idea how I would do that?'
Danny helps Tim get revenge on the bats for all the shit he's had to put up with and being absolute trolls about the whole thing *chefs kiss*
~
Tim&Danny dragging Ra's body
Damian: "Wha-?"
T&D: "No one will ever believe you"
Danny makes them go invisible
~
Bats: "Where ya going Tim?"
Tim holding back a cackle:" Oh, it's my anniversary so it's date night!"
Bats: "Anniversary?! We didn't know you were getting serious with someone?"
Tim: "Serious? He's my husband of course I'm serious about him"
Bats: "Wait hold on-!"
Tim: "Gotta go! Can't be late I have to make sure the babysitter has everything they'll need."
Bats: "BABYSITTER!?"
Tim: "Bye bye~!"
(They planned all of it including their 'fake marriage', Danny went back in time with the help of CW who is a troll at heart, and made the legal changes including Dan and Dani as their kids (their de-aged) otherwise someone (Oracle) would have eventually realized that the license is fake. So they went back in time and made it legitimately real)
~
Danny being Ghost King means that Tim is now also royalty
Tim walking up to John Constantine:" I have your entire soul"
and then just turning around and leaving
John very much felt the very strong Death Energy claiming Tim: "I don't want to be sober right now"
~
Earth about to be taken over for the 5th time that year by higher beings
Tim walking up late with coffee in his hand: "Leave or I'll call my husband"
Higher Beings very much not wanting to mess with the High King of the Infinite Realms: ᕕ( ᐕ )ᕗ
~
The Phantom family relaxing with cucumbers on their eyes and face masks: "Did you hear something?"
The Bats & Everyone else:
Tumblr media
~
Just an Idea
5K notes · View notes
hailsatanacab · 5 months
Text
Family Dinners - dpxdc
"Holy shit, you're Bruce Wayne!" Danny gaped, jabbing a finger at the man sitting at the head of the table.
The bustling dining room goes silent as everyone turns to look at him.
"Danny, who did you think was going to be here?" Tim asks, disbelief plain in his voice and Danny feels his face flush red.
"Sorry, I, uh, I guess I just never put it together. Tim Drake-Wayne. Wayne Manor. It, uh, makes sense now." He laughs sheepishly and scrubs at his neck before slumping back down into his chair.
"Well," Tim says with an indulgent sigh, "at least I know you're not just friends with me for my connections."
"Yeah, I'm really sorry, I just never thought about it, I guess."
Danny sinks lower as everyone around him laughs. Come to dinner, he said, the food is the best, he said, ignore the family, he said. Danny really wishes he'd listened to Tim and just ignored them—almost as much as he's regretting accepting the offer in the first place—but... he's having dinner with Batman.
Ancients, that's so weird!
The last time he saw Batman was in the future and, suffice it to say, it was not going well. There hadn't really been time for family dinners there.
Wait. Family dinners?
He peers around the table, openly gawking at everyone as it all clicks into place.
"Everything alright, Danny? Now realising who everyone else is?" Tim asks with a roll of his eyes.
"Uh... something like that..." Danny mumbles as everyone laughs again.
From further down the table, the smallest Wayne scoffs and clicks his tongue.
"I thought you said he was smart, Drake?"
"So, you all do it, too, then?" he asks, ignoring the jibe. Danny's only a little bit jealous as he thinks of how much easier they must have it, how much easier it'd be if his family had been on his side, too. "You all work together?"
"Nah," Dick says from across the table with a brilliant grin. "Tim's the only one that works with Bruce, we all have different jobs. I'm a police officer in Bludhaven."
"Disgusting." Danny blurts out without thinking—because seriously, what kind of self-respecting vigilante would also be a police officer?—before clapping a hand over his mouth. "Sorry."
The whole table laughs again, the loudest being the blonde girl a few spaces down from Dick. Look, Danny wasn't really paying attention to names when they were all paraded in front of him. Dick only gets remembered because his name is a joke.
Come on, Danny, recover!
"That's, uh, not what I meant, though."
"Oh?" Dick asks, cocking his head slightly to the side. Is it Danny's imagination or does his smile tense slightly?
"Yeah, I mean like, you know, in costume. It must make it so much easier to have everyone together like this."
"Costume? What do you mean?"
Yeah, Danny's not imagining it, everyone tenses up at that. It's really only now that he's realising that this probably isn't how he should bring up that he knows about their... night time activities. In fact, he probably shouldn't be bringing it up at all.
"Uuhhh..." Danny looks wildly around the table as he continues making his stupid noise. Think, think, think! There must be a way out of this!
"Danny?" Tim asks, looking concerned.
"Oh, Ancients, this isn't how I wanted it to go at all," he mutters, slipping even further into his chair. He's almost on the floor now and he so, so wishes it could just swallow him up.
His real first meeting with Batman was meant to be cool! He had planned to be Phantom, maybe save them from a tight spot, prove his worth as a mysterious and powerful ally as thanks for the help Batman gave him in the future.
"Danny, what are you talking about?" Tim starts tugging on his sleeve in an attempt to pull him back up from his pit of despair.
Eventually, Danny relents and sits up straighter, hiding his face in his hands and whining all the while.
"I'm sorry, I just didn't expect him to be here and it threw me off so now I look stupid and it's so embarrassing!" he wails, flailing his arms wide. "Why wouldn't you warn me that Batman was your adopted dad, Tim? Couldn't you have let me know?"
"I'm sorry, what? Danny are you alright? There's no way Bruce can be Batman, look at him!"
"Yeah," the blonde girl laughs from the bottom of the table, "look at him! That's a wet noodle of a man! Batman can actually do things, B is incapable of pretty much everything."
"Thank you, Stephanie," Bruce sighs, massaging his forehead.
It's... Those are the first words Danny's heard Batman say since everything went down and it's enough to knock him out of his embarrassment.
It's really good to hear his voice again. Especially now, when it's strong and healthy and full of personality—even if that personality is little more than a tired father right now—far better than how it had been, at the end.
Danny sits up, back straight, and grins. He's got this. He remembers it perfectly. Some people count sheep to fall asleep, Danny repeats his mantra to be certain that he'll never forget it.
"Gamma alpha upsilon tau iota mu epsilon, 42, 63, 28, 1 colon 65 dash 9."
Once again, the whole table falls into silence.
"Holy shit..." breathes the other D name (Duke? Danny's pretty sure he's Signal) from opposite Stephanie. "Isn't that...?"
"The time travelling code." The littlest Wayne says stiffly. "We have met in the future?"
"That's not just the time travelling code, Dami." Dick says, looking between Danny and Bruce. "That's the family time travelling code."
Danny's grin freezes in place.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"1 colon 65 dash 9." Dick explains, still flicking between him and Bruce. "It means you've been adopted into the family and we should all treat you as such, no questions asked."
"Tell you what, I'm about to ask a question." Danny says, dumbstruck. "You just told me it was a code to identify time travellers, not anything about being adopted! What the hell, B?"
Bruce looks about as shellshocked as Danny feels.
"We must have been close," he says finally, after opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water a few times.
"No! Not that close!" Danny reels back, taking a deep breath ready to refute it all, but... "Well, I mean, you found me when I first got stuck, and you helped me get better despite being... And then we fought together against the, uh, bad guy, before he, um, he... before you couldn't."
An uncomfortable beat passes while they all pick up on what Danny tried so hard not to say.
"So, you're not from the future, then, you travelled there and came back?" Tim asks, breaking the tension and leaning forward with a glint in his eye.
"Yeah, it was a whole end of the world thing, but don't worry about it," Danny says with a hand wave, "It's all kosher now, won't ever happen."
"What did happen?"
"Seriously, don't worry about it, we cool."
"How long in the future was it?"
"About ten years? You were pretty spry for an old man, B," Danny laughs, wishing they'd get off the topic of what happened and get back to the adoption bit.
Everyone shares degrees of a cautious smile as they relax out of the shock, and Dick—whose grin is the biggest—says, "No wonder you got the family code, you're already riffing on him like one of us. How long were you there for?"
"A week, before I managed to get back to my present and stop him then."
"A week? Jeez, B, that has to set some kind of record, seriously."
"Oh!" Danny says, sitting bolt upright and blinking in surprise before pointing at Dick and bouncing in his seat. "You're Nightwing!"
"What?"
"That's exactly what Nightwing said when Batman told me the code! Makes so much more sense now."
Dick laughs and claps his hands, delighted.
"You were not formally adopted?" The grumpy small one—Dami?—asks, his face pinched.
"I didn't even know I was informally adopted."
"And your parents? Are they alive or dead?"
"Damian, stop—"
"They were dead in the future, but they're alive now." Danny says, looking down. He fiddles with the tablecloth, twisting the fabric around his fingers as he fights down the pang of sadness that he always feels when he thinks of them now. He forces a bright smile on his face and hopes it doesn’t look too strained. "I just, uh, can't talk to them much, anymore."
"Damian," Dick warns, "1 colon 65 dash 9. Treat them as family, no questions asked."
"This is Damian treating him as family, the little turd has no manners." Tim scoffs, rolling his eyes, but he gently bumps shoulders with Danny to knock him out of his funk. Danny can't help but send him a watery smile.
"I have the most exemplary manners, Drake, unlike some people." Damian spits, crossing his arms with a pout. "I was merely ascertaining his status to see how he could possibly fit into the family."
"I know this is all a bit sudden, Danny," Bruce smiles, ignoring Damian and reaching out to lay a warm hand on his arm, "for all of us. But if I felt strongly enough to give you that code after spending a week with you in the future, then you are more than welcome in this family, if you so choose it. I think I can speak for all of us when I say we'd like to get to know you a bit more."
"I know a threat when I hear it, Bruce." Danny snorts. "But, yeah, I get it. I'm sorry this is all so weird, it really wasn't how I wanted to find you again, but... I'm glad I did."
"So are we, Danny." Dick says, with a warm smile. "And formally or not, 1 colon 65 dash 9 means you're family. Welcome to the fun house! No take backs or refunds, sorry. You're stuck with us."
6K notes · View notes
avadaniels · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I just want to know you. You know me.
MATT BOMER & JONATHAN BAILEY as HAWK & TIM Fellow Travelers S01E01 “You're Wonderful” (all episodes)
6K notes · View notes
lousolversons · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
I have loved you my whole life. I've never loved anyone but you. You were my great, consuming love. And most people don't get one of those. I did. I have no regrets. Tim Laughlin and Hawkins Fuller in FELLOW TRAVELERS
3K notes · View notes
nerdpoe · 2 days
Text
The first time Danny sees Dick Grayson he calls him Tata.
Danny, in his Ghost Zone travels, befriended the Flying Graysons. John and Mary like him so much, that it started as a joke, sort of.
"Ahhhhh, the son we never had! Welcome!"
"My little Robin's long lost little brother, come, come!"
And it morphed into him jokingly calling them Tata and Daj. Then it wasn't really a joke anymore.
Then the Observants inform him that as far as Ghost Law is concerned, they're his Ghost Guardians.
This means that Danny has two sets of parents; Jack and Maddie on the human side of things, and John and Mary on the ghost side of thing.
So when he sees Dick Grayson, who looks a lot like John, it just slips out.
This leads to a very awkward stare off in the middle of a coffee shop.
Danny has no idea how to explain himself.
3K notes · View notes
zylev-blog · 5 months
Text
Bruce was sitting in front of a fire. He had just gotten done cooking his dinner, and had began eating. A teen he didn’t recognize sat next to him. Bruce barely paid the teen any attention; in this time period, kids were more fiercely independent than the teens of his age were.
“So,” The teen drawled, getting his attention.
Bruce internally growled. He didn’t want to make small talk. Just as he was about to tell the teen off, the teen continued speaking.
“What’s Bruce Wayne doing in 1732?”
He choked on his food. He hadn’t heard that name in years. He had gotten stuck in the past during a League mission, and apparently, nobody could save him… or maybe they didn’t know when to look. He had covered his tracks well, since he didn’t want to disturb the timeline too much.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He deflected.
“Oh? So we’re playing it like that?” The teen hummed, swinging his legs. “You won’t be born for over two hundred years, in a city that doesn’t exist yet, to fight crime as the vigilante known as Batman.”
The teenager was a time traveller. Hope sparked him his chest. Maybe… maybe he could go home. “You’re a time traveller.” He chose to ignore the part where the teen knew he was Batman.
“Yeah,” The teen said. “I’m Danny. I’m from your future, about, uh, five years after you vanished? Dick adopted me. Found me dead in an alley and brought me back to life. Brought me into the fold, and stuff. I have powers, and one of them is to travel in time. You wouldn’t believe how hard it was to find where you went.”
The teen looked like adoption bait. He could understand why Dick would���ve adopted him. But then again, he was still stuck on the part where Dick had adopted a kid at the same age he had adopted Dick.
“Are you here to take me home?” He asked.
“If you want to.” Danny hummed, “But uh, can’t be to the time you left. Timeline disruptions and all that, yknow? I can take you to my time. It’s like… ten years after you vanished.”
“Please.” Bruce begged. And how far had he fallen to beg a teen?
Danny grinned. “Dad’s going to be so jazzed!”
3K notes · View notes
zanephillips · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Fellow Travelers 1.03 "Hit Me"
6K notes · View notes
redmyeyes · 4 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
FELLOW TRAVELERS 1.08 ❝ Make it Easy ❞
3K notes · View notes
feelingpure · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
♪♪♪
FELLOW TRAVELERS 1.02 ‘Bulletproof’
7K notes · View notes
deadsetobsessions · 3 months
Text
Edit: Holy moly, just checked the notes and the argument is not it, at all. Please do not bring that energy (and name calling) to my posts.
DCxDP Prompt.
Danny knew a lot of immortals and near immortals. Not that he knew, of course, because other than the time traveling nonsense, he always stayed in Amity. He saved a lot of said immortals too.
Three months after he moved to Gotham, a bunch of assassins were trying to wreak havoc on the city. Danny flew around to help his new friend, Red Robin. When he landed on the roof top where Tim was facing down the Demon’s Head, neither of them expected the Demon’s Head to stop his attacks and blurt out a surprised, “Danyal?”
Tim, instantly on guard, asked, “How do you know Danny, Ra’s?”
Danny straightened. “Oh my Ancients. You’re the bratty kid with the stick! Ra’s al Ghul!”
“I can not believe I owe someone like you a life debt.”
3K notes · View notes
ghostbsuter · 8 months
Text
There was a teen in the cave.
A teen no one knows and looks like he could be a wayne, stands in the cave.
"Actually, I'm a wayne." He says with a shrug.
Bruce, Batman, carefully thinks of the implication.
"Not yet," The teen, Danny, doesn't say anything. Simple smiles. "You're not a wayne, yet. You will be. But not yet."
Then Bruce sighs, dropping the batman mask in order to take in the teen.
"Does future me know of the time travel?"
Dannys smile grows into a grin, deciding to take pity on the man. "You, grandbat, have..." He makes a vague gesture. "Theories, which none of your children ever confirmed."
The bat's mind short-circuits at the choice of words
Dick is sputtering incomprehensibly, there are Baffled expression all around.
Because.
Because that child isn't Bruce's, but one of theirs.
"Who is it?" Jason demands, hand clenching his gun uselessly.
Danny continues to smile, a hint of mischief now peeking out.
The cave is filled with theories, some yell, some sob, yet all eyes leave danny.
All but one pair.
She had known the moment his body language switched just enough for her to read.
She had known the moment he disappeared before the clan.
Had known when his hand found hers, shoulders bumping.
Her heart clenches, throat dry and memories of her childhood flooding to mind.
So she asks, voice soft and hesitant.
"Am I a good mother?"
And danny looks up at cass, adoration and pride laid out plain for her to see and accept.
"You're the best."
And so they both watch the clan together, silent and comfortable.
(Cass doesn't question when she finds him, how and why. All she knows is that she's more attentive when out on patrol, looking and waiting.)
(This is how Cassandra Cain-Wayne returns one night from patrol, a child, barely out of toddler stage and clinging to her form.)
(This is how the Batclan officially meets one Daniel James Cain-Wayne, freshly washed and clothed, a cookie in hand and hiding shyly behind Cass.)
(When they meet, all they say is "Welcome home, danny," and "Good to see you again.", Danny doesn't necessarily get it, but that's okay. Maybe his new mom will explain it one day when he's bigger.)
4K notes · View notes