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spacedace · 1 year

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Yo here have this dp x dc snippet from ages ago I forgot I wrote until I found it just now lol:

Joker had died just after sunset, when darkness had settled fully on Gotham. Beaten horribly with a blunt, metal object of sickeningly familiar description, then finally killed in the concussive force of an explosion from the various bombs the warehouse had been filled with.

It felt obvious who it had to be.

Except, of course, that Dick was looking at cctv footage and official court documents showing just how fucking impossible it was for Jason to have finally taken the clown out for good.

At the time everything had to have happened his little brother was across the city, in a public place, with official witnesses.

Official, official witnesses. They - one Margaret Tinsel - had signed their name as such, right next to their notary stamp and the date on the marriage license.

Marriage License.

Because Jay had been over at the courthouse next to city hall getting married.

Dick only found out he’d been dating Jasmine Nightingale a couple of weeks ago. He hadn’t even properly met her yet, just saw her from the roof across the street as she and Jay sat on her fire escape sharing a pint of ice cream, laughing and looking stupidly adorable and smitten with each other. And now they’re married.

How in the fuck was he going to explain this? Bruce was already spiraling on the idea that Jay had killed Joker, he’d want specific details on just how tight of an alibi Jason had for the crime. He’d want to see that proof himself.

And then he’d want to talk to Jay. Who hadn’t told any of them what the fuck was going on in his personal life. Who had very purposefully tried to keep Jasmine Nightingale - shit, no she applied for a name change, they both had, they were both Nightingale-Todd now - away from the family and their meddling.

Babs on the other end of the line seemed to share his utter loss over the situation.

“I did some digging.” She said, drawn out enough to let him know that whatever she found - while not bad - sure as shit wasn’t going to make things any easier to explain. “They’ve uh…as best I can tell, they’ve been dating for about three years now.”

Three years.

Jesus Christ. How in the hell is he going to break that news? Did he even break that news? That’s something that Jay should do.

Except Jay just got married less than two hours ago at the same time the Joker was violently - and karmically satisfyingly - murdered and there was absolutely no way that letting Bruce go over there to talk to Jay while all Batman-ed up was going to lead to anything but a fight, which means that he has to break that news or else Jay and his new wife - his wife holy fucking shit - are going to have to deal with a pissed off Batman on their honeymoon and -

“Oh.” Tim said from where he’d come to stand at Dick’s shoulder at some point during his internal freak out. “I guess they decided to do the courthouse thing after all.”

The train wreck of Dick’s thought process, at that point, entirely exploded.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #danny phantom #batman #jazz fenton #jason todd #dick grayson #barbara gordon #the joker #anger management #anger management ship #dp x dc anger management #tim drake #poor Dick is just having a *time* with all of this #How does Tim know?#Dating Danny & has the inside scoop?#Just knows everything about the personal lives of his family because stalking is his love language?#Was just a really damn good detective & thought everyone else also knew?#combination of all the above?#who knows!#Major perk of dating/marrying the adopted daughter of the Ancient of time is that as long as kt doesn’t risk the timeline #Clockwork will totally let you time travel so you can kill that mother fucking evil clown while having the most solid alibi ever #(Danny & Jazz helped along with like half the ghosts in Gotham because Joker was the cause of SO MANY deaths)#batfam

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methoughtsphantom · 2 months

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Dead on Main prompt where Danny as a form of courtship begins to go around and learn from ancient ghosts how to do recipes lost in time to entice the cute crime lord in his neighborhood.

#jason keeps getting food in his safehouse and it freaks him out #but all the scans for poison come clean #so he smth eats it #like that scene in friends he keeps trying to recreate the recipe but can’t #dp x dc prompt #red hood #food as a love language #jason todd #danny fenton #danny phantom #dp x dc

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xysidhequeen · 7 months

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It’s getting late (for me that is) but what about Jason first meeting with the rest of the council (Frostbite, Clockwork, Pandora and etc)?

You mean: Abominable Snowman, Benjamin Button and Mommy-sorry Step On Me? (Jason's crush on Wonder Woman did in fact transfer to Pandora)

Jason generally likes all of the council, and all of the council likes him in turn because he makes Danny happy.

He met Frostbite first. Danny took him to the Far Frozen to get checked out and to be sure the Baby Ghost was healthy and stuff. Jason had been forewarned and honestly, by that point, yetis were just one of those 'yeah that tracks' moments for Jason. Jason asked Frostbite, as a joke, if he could give him a piggyback ride. Frostbite picked him up, plunked him on his shoulder and booked it. 10/10 Jason had the BEST time. Definitely his favorite doctor.

Clockwork he met next, and it basically went:

Clockwork: I see you found your knight young king.

Danny: Yeah, thanks for WARNING ME

Jason: Who the is this fucker?

Danny: imagine a grandpa given unlimited power over time but retaining the 'stay off my lawn' energy but towards the time stream.

Jason: Ah

Clockwork: Wonderful. Off you two go

He then yeeted (yote?) Them through a portal because a member of the Flash Fam had severely fucked the timestream doing speedster shit. Luckily CW had smashed a hat on Jason's head first and he was in human form so the Flash fam member didn't recognize him. They were a bit too occupied with Danny yelling at them for fucking up and ripping them out of the speed force. The Flash fam member bought them lunch. (This was not the first or last time CW sent Danny to deal with the Flashes. They knew of him, and were all more than a little frightened of Danny. They think he's like. A speedforce demon or something. Theyre glad he eats burgers and not their souls) it was fun, even if they were stuck in the 40s for a bit until they cleaned everything up and got the Flash fam member back in the proper timeline. (You can imagine this as any of the Flash fam)

Jason met Pandora when she came to spar with Danny. And he just. Instant puppy crush. He watched this Amazonian woman beat the snot out of Danny and it was the best day of his life. If Fright Knight hadn't already claimed him as a protégé he would've been begging Pandora to train him. She thinks Jason is cute and is always happy to spar with him when she's around.

#zee answers #dp x dc #danny phantom #dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #the king and his red knight #the king and his red knight au #tkahrk #tkahrk au #jason todd #halfa jason todd #jasons pretty chill with most ghosts once Danny explained how they work #like. these people speak a language Jason intrinsically understands. fighting. and theyre all so wild and unapologetically themselves #they remind him of the nicer Gotham rogues so that helped him settle faster #he also love CWs fieldtrips. hes gotten to see so much of history and he loves it #hes also gotten to get literal first editions of his faborite books FROM THE TIME THEY WERE FIRST PRINTED #he also gets to fuck with the flash fam regulalry because they will not STOP FUCKING WITH TIME #like youre speedsters NOT TIME LORDS YOU SHITS #the flash fam is more scared of Jason now than Danny. jason yells at them more :( they want the fun guy who is distracted by science #not the angry tank man running after them so he can yell at them snd make them feel like misbehaving kids #also the flash fam literally never talks about the speedforce demons to anyone who isnt in the fam.#but sometimes they show up to work with this like. haunted af look to their faces and if anyone asks theyre just like 'flash things'#other people out here running from internal demons and the flash fam is running from their real demons(Jason and Danny)

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lambsouvlaki · 8 months

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For the Hell of It - Pampering

Characters: Jason Todd x fem!oc

Rating and warnings: G, mention of violence between Bruce and Jason.

Word count: 750

Summary: She looks after Jason after he has a bad fight with Bruce.

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Jason leaned his head forward, his expression hidden, as she massaged his tense and knotted shoulders. His hair was going frizzy in the steam of the bath, and his skin was buttery from the products she melted in it. Music played softly through the walls from the living room of his apartment.

He was usually bullish about letting her pamper him, or letting anyone look after him at all, but he was emotionally wrung out tonight. He gave only token resistance before caving.

He and Bruce were fighting. It was much worse than she had seen before. To her horror, everyone else was grieved but nobody was surprised.

Jason had dark bruising around his eye and his wrist was in a splint, elevated above the water. The bruising had bloomed so colourful it could only have been earlier in the week, but he didn’t actually tell her at the time. He didn’t know how to talk about the painful things, outside of throwing them back in people’s faces when he felt vulnerable.

She had to hear about the fight from Babs.

He made a soft noise as she steadily worked the broad expanse of muscle. She kneeled outside the partially sunken tub. The tension had been slowly seeping out of him since he sank into the fragrant, milky water. Coco-butter, vanilla, and sandalwood coaxed him into letting go.

She had known him long enough to know there was a rhythm to his relationship with Bruce, and his family as a whole. Like a tide, it ebbed and flowed. Sometimes it flooded, breached the barricades and destroyed things, sometimes it withdrew and exposed all the little things normally hidden beneath the waves.

And given time, it always rolled back. Even if she wished it wouldn’t.

Now wasn’t the time to be obnoxious about her opinions on his family. She was pretty sure he knew anyway.

He turned very quiet as she worked out the last of the tension from his upper body, then smoothed her hands over his skin. She pulled him gently to lean back against the back of the tub. She got up to fetch the shampoo.

His splinted arm reached out as she returned. He wrapped his hand around her leg and tugged her closer.

Hearing the silent request, she swung her leg around to sit behind him on the lip. A bare leg sank into the water on each side of him. He pulled one over his shoulder and held her calf. He pressed a kiss to her knee.

She poured hot water over his hair with a jug, carefully shielding his eyes with her other hand.

He began to silently cry.

She didn’t say anything. She worked up a lather and massaged the shampoo into his scalp.

“Why do you stick with me?” he asked, his voice rough.

Because I love you.

She bit her tongue.

“You make me happy.”

He scoffed wetly. “You can do better.”

“I can do a lot worse.”

He moved his head as though to look away. Only there was no looking away, no escaping her here. His hand on her leg flexed.

“I can’t promise you forever,” he said, tone hard with self hatred. “I can’t even promise next week. Or tomorrow.”

She gently rubbed little circles into the base of his scalp, just behind his ears, as she thought that over, and tried to hide away the ache in her heart. There were no rings or white picket fences in their future, she always knew that. But he would be at her side with just as much dedication as if there was. She knew that beyond any doubt. Jason didn’t know how to abandon people. If he did… he wouldn’t have two black eyes and a shattered helmet.

It wasn’t fair. To him, first and foremost. She hated it. He couldn’t promise what he did not have.

“Nobody can promise forever,” she said eventually.

He opened his mouth, but she cut him off. “Well, liars and fools can. But I don’t want empty promises.”

He grasped her leg tighter.

She rinsed the lather out, shielding his eyes again.

He tilted his head back against her. His eyes were shut, with shiny tear tracks down both cheeks. The last vestiges of resistance gave out and he went boneless in her grasp.

She leaned down, trailing her hands down his scarred body to rest over his heart. She pressed a kiss to his forehead and counted the beats, while he fell apart.

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#Jason's selfhatred vs Andys loyalty: fight #acts of service as love language #jason todd #red hood #jason todd x oc #red hood x oc #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x reader #for the hell of it #my fanfic #dc #fluff #hurt/comfort

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lazaruspiss · 3 months

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tsundere-isms

#dc memes #jason todd #tim drake #jaytim #timjay #hatemail as a love language?

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batfr1es · 1 year

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god the way the way that bruce and jason as father and son have so much love for each other but their criteria for love are are so utterly incompatible, that their ways of showing that love are read as acts of violence

like having this much love and getting upset that it’s not reciprocated, without realizing that it’s just different

for jason, love means stopping at nothing to make sure his loved ones are safe and stable, including killing. if joker had killed bruce, he would’ve stopped at nothing to avenge him, so why couldn’t bruce do that same?

for bruce, killing is the one act that made him feel that most unsafe and unstable and deprived him of his parents’ love. how could he ever show love in the same way that stole it from him? how is that love? it can’t be.

for bruce, love is confronting the day of his parents’ deaths everyday for good, the most traumatic and painful memory he has, so why can’t jason confront his own death and resurrection as a way to help his father get his other dead son back? (batman and robin #20/batman and red hood)

for jason, love is knowing that pain of losing a parent, of dying, of going through something so utterly traumatic that it changes you as a person, and respecting the want to move past it, to leave it in the past. so how can bruce love him when he brought jason back to ethiopia, stopping at nothing to get damian back- a curtesy he never extended to jason, even when he did come back to life? how is that love? it can’t be.

#their love is great and immense yet also like two magnets pushing each other away #fighting to repel each other away the closer they are #some get these two the 5 love languages book #cause my god #batfam meta #bruce wayne #batman #jason todd #red hood

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bruciemilf · 1 year

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One of the HCs I like reading on are the batkids forgetting they're adopted and not blood related (except Damian) to Bruce. Or with one another. so they'll comment on the physical features they share.

"you're just mad I got Bruce's hairline and shiny hair while you're aging at an incredible speed you're gonna sport the Lex Luther look in a MONTH, IF I'm being generous"

"I have Bruce's eyes. Look into my eyes. Disappointment."

"If you shared this bone structure, I too, would be jealous."

"How does it feel knowing I got all the good genes? You can never reach these heights. Literally. I will remove this chair and you'll be stuck on the counter forever. Try explaining to Alfred why you are dirtying the surfaces he just cleaned, munchkin."

"I've been afforded the ability to have flawless skin in any situation, what can you say?" etc..

& each other, because sometimes the sibling experience is being repulsed at being called the same or even using it to be a shithead to other siblings

someone: sorry, i mistook you for [other batkid]. You guys just look the same from the back. my bad

both batkids in question: *yelling profanities and defending why they do not share similarities*("they're balding!" "Do you see that posture!? I would never!" "Only a fool would say something so stupid and appalling. Get your eyes checked." "Now listen here motherfucker—" "YOU COMPARED ME TO THAT THING?!")

batkid, trying to provoke two others: you guys basically have the same face, a literal copy and paste, I'd be mad too lmaoo

*batcave turns into shambles*

"this is a dimples-only selfie, please get out" "perfect eyebrow gang too bad yours are a tragedy"

And of course those habits they picked up from Bruce or one of their siblings and how sweet it is. someone has to do a double-take because that was trippy. I just love those HCs. Sorry some of these I tried to make funny, but I couldn't think of much just the concept 😭😭

#YEAHHHHHHH #everything you said ME TOO #emulation is a love language #bruce wayne #batfam #batfamily #text #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #tim drake

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betterthanbatman1 · 6 months

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He’s so t i n y

#This art is breaking my heart #You can FEEL the weight on his shoulders #You can feel his resentment. His fear. Anxiety. Hatred. Sadness. Disappointment. Sorrow #Because everything Bruce -HIS FATHER- did to him would result in all of these feelings #Trying to ignore Gotham War and just focus on the cute tiny guy sitting on the chair #but his body language just screams WRONG #He has been so wronged by the man who was supposed to love him #jason todd #red hood #batfamily #batfam #dc #dc comics

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jackdaw-and-hattrick · 1 year

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Some pointless but sweet thoughts:

Jason’s love language is food/sharing a meal: he brings Danny dinner every day so he’s sure he’ll eat. When he knows he’s having a bad day, Jason bakes, bringing over a new dessert for them to share. To him there is nothing quite as romantic as splitting an orange. He’s never once gone to the Manor for Sunday Dinner without a dish in hand. People rejoice when he’s in charge of the soup kitchen.

Danny’s love language is gifts/repairs: he’s always grabbing cool looking rocks and feathers and then just… wordlessly handing them to Jason when they next see each other. He’ll give larger gifts as well (a custom motorcycle, a nightmare gun, the actual library of Alexandria, etc) always carefully tailored to the recipient and with no explanation. He mends shirts as apologies and unclogs the sink as thanks.

#danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc #dead on main #jason todd #love languages #this is not comprehensive but it is a nice note #neither is good at talking about their feelings #but they get each other #they know what it means when Danny brings home a chunk of moss and Jason makes chicken and dumpling soup #I think their sweet like that #the empathy helps

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mortiferumsomnum · 2 years

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Soup Kitchens and Runaway Ghosts

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Dani let out a breath of relief. Danny’s injuries were all accounted for, and now he’s fast asleep on the makeshift bed that she made out of cardboard and scratchy cloth that is... semi-clean. There were still bandages that Jazz threw in a backpack that she packed for Danny before Dani flew as fast as she could out of their house, clutching onto Danny as hard as she could until she knew that they were safe and away from his parents and the GIW.

An old, abandoned apartment that seemed haunted (but not really) was the best place she could take them.

But with only clothes and bandages for Danny in the backpack, there wasn’t any food. She took a look outside, and deemed it still early for a few soup kitchens to still be open, especially for dinner.

So, she leaned down, patting Danny’s head, whispering how she’ll be back as soon as she could. She’ll just get some food for Danny and her to eat. She took her own pack, filled with ice-cream containers and plastic spoons that she’s collected over the months she went travelling.

Then, turning invisible, she flew out of the abandoned apartment building.

***

- Okay, so, what happens is that Jason runs a soup kitchen. He’s still Red Hood, and the people helping him run the kitchen are his Goons. But his Goons have no idea that Jason is Red Hood. They just think that Jason is someone Red Hood wants to help, and the Goons love helping the dude. Not just because he’s good at cooking, but because they actually feel like they’re doing something good when they help.

- There’s always a new face coming into the soup kitchen, new kids that ran away from toxic home environments, people who lost their jobs and became desperate, families who are trying to get by...

- Then, Jason felt a chill run down his back and the Lazarus Madness in his mind hiding away where Jason couldn’t feel it. He looked around to what could have caused that reaction, and locks his eyes on his black-haired, blue-eyed child carrying ice-cream containers asking one of his Goons, Bill, if he could fill it up.

- Bill doesn’t ask questions. He told all of his Goons that are working in this kitchen to never ask questions when someone asks for more, or to bring some home. Just do it.

- She doesn’t eat in the dining area that Jason set up, instead tucks away the sealed soup and bread, and some eggrolls Jason taught his goons to make, and walked out of the place.

- The Lazarus Madness then returned, though still dulled and almost whining in annoyance in his mind.

- Shaking his head, Jason walked in to replace the empty pot of soup for a new one. Then, he turned to Bill to take care of the place, saying he needed to report to Red Hood something.

- “Is it the kid with the containers earlier?” he asked.

- “Yeah,” Jason just decided to reply. “I just have a... feeling.”

- Bill frowned and told Jason that he got it from here.

- Jason went out back, opened his security cameras to locate where the kid went. But, when he went to the time the kid walked out of the door, it was like she just disappeared into thin air! Jason wondered what was with the girl that caused the Lazarus Madness to crawl into near inexistence to the back of his mind.

- But Jason decided that he’ll look more into it later.

***

- The young girl shows up a the next day. This time, not only does she ask for the containers to be filled, she even asks for her water bottles to be filled with drinking water because the water jugs that were brought out were empty.

- Interestingly, the girl seemed more tense in front of Jason, squirming where she was standing and trying hard not to stare at Jason, looking away when Jason directs his gaze to her.

- Does she also feel how she’s pushing away the Lazarus?

- A question for another time. He had food to give out.

- This time, Jason and Bill were switched. Bill, his faithful student in the art of cooking, is in the kitchen cooking up more soup while all the other Goons were putting together some ham and cheese sandwiches. And Jason with some of the other goons were giving out the food.

- Jason calls for one of the other goons to change the empty water jugs with new ones while he fills her containers with soup, one container with some rice porridge, and another one with the sandwiches his goons put together. He gave enough that could be eaten for two people.

- When Jason sees the state of the little girl’s water bottles (it’s the plastic water bottles, and it’s all crinkled up like paper), Jason tells the little girl to wait and goes to the back kitchen (noticing when he looks back how the girl relaxes as he leaves) to get one of his water bottles that he stole from Bruce that he wasn’t using. It was big, enough to be filled with four glasses of water.

- Jason could always steal another one. Not like Bruce was using them anyways.

- So, after washing the bottle, he steps back out, refills the bottle, and gives it to the little girl. Her eyes widen, letting out an excited gasp, seeming to forget how tense she was in his presence.

- “I can have this?!” her eyes were sparkling towards him, and Jason couldn’t help but let out a little laugh.

- “Yeah! I have plenty more where that came from.”

- The little girl stuffed the containers in her bags, and the water bottle last. Then, she gently brought her pack over her shoulder.

- With a grin towards Jason, she said, “Thanks Mister!”

- With a huff, Jason says, “Just call me Jason.”

- Repeating his name and thanking him again, the little girl was out of the soup kitchen.

- Checking the security feeds again, she disappeared into thin air just like last time. There is seriously no trace of her walking out the moment she exited at the same time as other kids. Either she’s really good at stealth and misdirection, or she’s a meta.

- Jason wouldn’t be surprised if she were one.

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- For the next 3 days, the little girl keeps coming back with newly washed containers, and even comes over during brunch times.

- But Jason notices how she’s getting more anxious as the days went by. So, on the 6th day she came over, Jason pulls her aside and asks her if there was something wrong.

- The little girl starts crying then and there. She has a kinda-brother, kinda-cousin who’s hurt from his parents hurting him, and he’s had a fever that won’t go down. She doesn’t know what to do, and none of the fever medicine she stole from the drug stores were working, and she tried getting the antibiotic ointment but Danny, her brother-cousin’s name, wasn’t getting better at all.

- Jason calmed the girl down. Bill, his most trusted Goon, said that he’ll man the kitchen. Jason should go help the girl.

- And Jason gathers some things that would most definitely be useful for some emergency first aid. Judging by what the little girl told him, this Danny would need to be brought to Leslie.

- Before they leave, Jason asks the little girl her name.

- “Danielle, but everyone calls me Dani, with an ‘I’.”

- “Does Danny call you that, too?”

- “We think it’s funny.”

- Jason is brought to a nearby abandoned apartment. On some ratty bed and covered by some blanket that was definitely stolen, lays a teenage boy whose breath was stuttering as he breathes. There was a cooling pad over the kid’s head.

- He ran up to the kid, and gasps when he feels the Lazarus Madness completely vanish from his mind.

- He ignores that for now, peeling off the blanket to take a look over Danny, who was sweating through his clothes.

- “Where is he hurt?” Jason asks.

- Dani tells him he’s hurt badly on his back and chest. He removes the shirt. The bandages were wrapped clumsily, but covered all the important parts.

- The important parts being wounds as if he was blasted by a ray gun, and cuts on his torso as if he was being dissected. A vivisection.

- “His parents were scientists,” Dani said from behind him. Jason turned towards her, and this time her eyes were glowing a familiar shade of green. He’s seen it many times in his reflection, but seeing it on another person made goosebumps rise on his arms. “I... I could explain what’s going on, but Danny can’t go back to his parents... Because his parents aren’t the only people who are after him... They’re probably after me, too.”

- “I don’t need you to explain to me,” he said, bringing out his things to perform emergency first aid. “But we need to bring Danny to someone who could heal him better, alright?”

- “No hospitals... he... his blood isn’t... normal...” she said, wringing her wrist with her hand, face scrunched up as if she doesn’t know what’s okay to tell him.

- Jason pursed his lips. He could... call in for one of his favors with someone the Red Hood knows. They’d ask for nothing except to repay him.

- So, Jason tells Dani to wait for him here. Don’t answer the door for anyone, because Jason will be coming in through the window to pick them up. He tells Dani to fix up their things, and to prepare because they were taking Danny to a friend of his who wouldn’t ask any questions no matter what he saw.

- Once he was out, and after feeling the Lazarus filling his mind up again with a vengeance, he calls Bill, telling him that he’s leaving the cleanup of the kitchen to him and the others. And that he’s also going to Red Hood for some help. Bill, who had also grown fond of the little girl who he shared his Stolen Femurs story with, was worried but told him to stay safe, and to keep the kid safe.

- After hanging up, he changes into his Red Hood gear, calls his illegal doctor, and drives his Hoodmobile (lovingly named by Dick - 9 years old at heart - Grayson) to the apartment where Dani and Danny were staying. But he also found some suspicious White Van, and some people in white suits holding... blaster guns? Those are definitely blaster guns. They were probably the ones who hurt Danny, then.

- Red Hood parked his car in a location he would easily be able to get into, and scaled the apartment to the floor Dani hid her and Danny in. He knocked on the window, lifting his helmet up a little to show his domino-mask-less face. He put it back on as he went inside. Just like he told Dani to do, all of their things were fixed. By the panic on Dani’s face, she knows about the suspicious people.

- “I can carry Danny out of here without being seen,” she said. “But me and Danny could easily be tracked by them because of what we are... But I can be quick. I promise!”

- Dani didn’t even wait for his reply, something green shined in her hands, and she easily picked up the kid, easily floated into the air, and easily turned invisible.

- “So that’s how you managed to disappear from my cams,” he said.

- He couldn’t see her, but he could tell that she was grinning. He took their packs and scaled down the walls.

- But just as he landed, a blaster gun was pointed at his face.

- “Can I help you gentlemen?” he asked the men in white.

- One of them was holding some kind of gadget that was rapidly beeping when pointed at Jason’s direction.

- “There are three ghosts in our current location,” the one holding the gadget said, staring pointedly towards Jason.

- “Well, that’s just rude,” he said, because he’s more of a zombie than a ghost, and immediately punched the one pointing the blaster in his face. He disarmed him, grabbed the blaster for himself, and disarmed the other men in white whipping out their own blaster guns. With every shot, a blaster was destroyed. And when Jason accidentally hit a pole, that pole had a melted hole, creaked, and fell to the ground.

- The blasters were stronger than Jason thought, and he was wondering how Danny survived such a thing. He took out a smoke bomb and through it to the ground, using the smoke to get to his Hoodmobile. (God, he hates that name.)

- Once he was in the driver’s seat, he dropped the packs beside him and called for Dani. “You guys in here?”

- “y-yeah! We’re in the back!” she said, letting go of the invisibility. Danny’s head laid on her lap, but his breathing seemed to be getting worse.

- “They’re this way!”

- “Shit.”

- Jason starts the car and starts driving.

- The Hoodmobile is breaking every traffic law known to man, but so were the men in white’s van, which also had some built in blasters Jason knew Tim and Batman would secretly drool over. The vans seemed to multiply the more corners he turned.

- These men in white don’t seem to care about property damage, either. Or about civilians being affected or injured by the consequences of their blasts.

- Thankfully it was night, and Jason was calling for Oracle to respond.

- “Hood, who are the people chasing you?”

- “No idea, but they pointed some blaster to my face. Called me a ghost with some gadget they use to track for some,” he said. “No matter where I go, they seem to be able to track me because of what I am.” He was using Dani’s explanation for this. He cursed and turned a hard left to avoid hitting a civilian. “I don’t know what the range for the gadget is, but I need you to disable it so I could get somewhere safe.”

- “On it,” Oracle said. But a few seconds of swerving around the road later, he heard Oracle curse.

- “What is it?”

- “Their tech is all protected by something. No matter how much I hack into them, a newer code just keeps coming in to stop me.”

- “Can you fry their systems?” Jason asked.

- “...I could,” said Oracle. “But we’d never get the information we need form them. Are you okay with that?”

- Jason snorted. “You know how I get my information,” he said, jokingly. “You Bats and your fancy technology got nothing on threatening people with guns.”

- With a huff, Oracle began typing rapidly on her computer. And, in 5 beautiful seconds, the Vans all screeched to a stop as the technology in their vehicle fizzles and pops in tiny explosions.

- Jason threw some smoke bombs outside his window, and broke even more traffic laws driving to the outskirts of Gotham.

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#dc x dp #dp x dc #jason todd #dani fenton #danny fenton #danny phantom #that moment where you reread gilbirda's posts and read Jason Todd's love language being food and acts of service and BOOM! IDEA!#But I just wanted to focus on the soup kitchen #Instead it turned into some sci-fi action-y kind of thing #HAHAHAHAHAHAHA XD #I love the Hoodmobile #I like to imagine it looking like Doc from Cars but Red and full of scratches that makes Jason cry #It has an engine that could go 500 miles an hour that Jason stole from Tim #ANYWAYS #Damn this got long XD #Thanks for reading!!! <3 #Edit:I forgot Babs!!!#barbara gordon

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What are ur thoughts on IDW Prowl?

Just a lil curious :3

ohhohhhhehhehahhehahh...

Alright, first off: I'm horrid at explaining my thoughts cohesively in words, so this is gonna have a lot of me scribbling, yelling, and virtually shaking you back and forth, but just bare with me here as I commit crimes against linguistics...

HE'S SUCH A PRICK. A GENUINE PRICK, SUCH A FRIKIN THORN UP THE ASS I HATE LOVE HIM SO DAMN MUCH. Smug asshole probably was cited in the definition of the word "jerk", he's just sooo,,,, HHHHGRGG- Exactly the type of character where you love him, but you still cheer when karma comes around the corner and serves him 5 star yelped review can of "whoopass to the face" y'know???? Sometimes he deserves it, sometimes he doesn't, but either way you feel god awful when he shows vulnerability or starts feeling regret.. To a point where it almost feels that subconsciously, I'd rather he be a one dimensional villain type character just to avoid him being hurt? If that makes sense?

He's somehow such an asshole, but such an endearing one at the same time?? His dialogue delivery is so comedic in a way where it seems like he's severely lacking self awareness, but because of who he is you can't tell if he's doing that on purpose to get a rise out of someone gaghhh- The king, the master, and seasoned veteran of "Holy Crap You Should Not Have Said That To Their Face"

But he's also so sad?? The way you watch as former close associates lose trust in him as the story progresses, his realization of said fact, the trauma he sustains from having his mind be exposed/controlled multiple times over, watching as even Optimus turns his back on him, that whole Tarantulas fiasco, etc. etc. It really hurts watching his slow, meandering descent into isolation

He makes me want to aggressively throw him on a couch using a trebuchet before layering him in cozy blankets, the number of which would rival the princess and the pea's mattress count- I just,,, desperately want him to catch a break and relax a bit,,,,,

but also it'd be really funny if someone bolted his table into the floor. I'm just saying......

(Hopefully that was cohesive enough? I dunno maybe my memory is a bit warped and my perception of him is all wonky? It's been a hot minute since I've read the earlier IDW comics skdfks- Either way, agree or disagree, these be my thoughts on him.. minus all the cut out aggressive screaming and table pounding)

#if you trace back the origin of every insult available in every language/ Prowl was probably the subject at some point in it's evolution #he'd probably say “Elementary my dear Watson” to Sherlock Holmes #he gives me both Jason Todd vibes and that atmospheric vibe of the rainy mouse trap exhibition scene in Ratatouille #if it isn't clear enough I like him a lot but would also introduce him to the Top Gear Toyota Hillux experiment #love the bonafide asshole..#long text #ask #random rambles

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