Hotel Fenton
Red Hood stared at the building that seemingly appeared out of nowhere in Crime Alley. Below his mask his eye twitched at the very elaborated and very bright shining and blinking sign on the buildings wall spelling out 'HOTEL FENTON' though it looked like the word 'HOTEL' had only been added recently. The building in itself was also strange. Red Hood was pretty sure no one would actually willingly step into a building like that.
"Are you seriously expecting to investigate this shit?" He muttered into the coms, knowing perfectly well that his brothers were watching through the integrated helm camera.
"Yep. You lost the draw." Nightwing sang from the other end of the com line. Red Hood was going to glitter bomb his Appartement later. He grumbled something inaudible once more before taking another step towards that strange building. But froze before he even set his foot completely on the ground.
A scream echoed through the building. His hand instantly went to the gun buy his side. Then a crash. Wide eyed Red Hood watched how a chair came sailing out of one destroyed window. More shouting followed now clearer. Someone was complaining loudly and...
He took a step back from the building as fire sprouted out of the broken window but before he could even tell his siblings to send back up the fire got extinguished by a sudden block of ice growing out of the window. Red Hood blinked, muttering a half hearted "Did you guys see that too..." Into his coms before the slam of the entrance door to the Building caught his attention and he came face to face with a little girl that had obviously slammed the door she was leaning against.
They stared at each other for a moment before the girl dusted herself off and grinned.
"Hi! Welcome to Hotel Fenton the place to stay for Ghosts, Shades, Undead and More! We are a little preoccupied with a some of our current guests but I am sure there is still an open place for a fellow undead and halfa in the making!"
Red Hood's eyes narrowed under his mask but before he could ask anything, a fucking man that had vague similarities to Bruce crashed through the wall cool-aid way with a good damn Talon in his arms that was obviously trying to gnaw on the arm holding it, a second man followed close behind floating and shouting vehemently that "JACK THAT IS NOT PLAY FIGHTING YOU DUMBASS! IT'S TRYING TO MAIM YOU!"
There was only one thought went through Red Hoods head at that moment, his sibling perfectly echoed over the coms.
"What the fuck?"
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Look, maybe I am not looking in the right places, but can we talk about how shady the Fenton's "parenting style" must look to everyone else in Amity? Maybe not cannonically, but the fandom really needs to start thinking about it.
We should talk about how easily it is to confuse vigilantism with abuse.
I want Danny with unexplained bruises every other day and the A listers assuming the worst.
I want Mr Lancer seeing Danny start struggling with school for, apparently, no reason and see him sleep on class and realize those are signs of abuse.
I want people to see how protective Sam and Tucker are and realize there's something they are protecting him from.
I need Valerie to see Danny run off at any sign of ghosts and suddenly "oh Fenton doesn't look scared of ghosts" and it clicks in her mind that maybe he's running from his parents.
I want people to see Danny do uncanny things, or have too much pain tolerance, or brush off whatever Dash came up with today and think "huh, that doesn't sound right"
I want the metaphor for child abuse in the show to become a little bit more real in the narrative. Is that too much to ask? I want them hearing the horror stories of the Fenton's cooking and start putting together that "oh, maybe they don't actually... mind experimenting on themselves" and who's to say the same fate didn't happen to Danny or Jazz?
Who's to say where evil scientists stops and child endangerment starts? And if suddenly, Amity Park has started to make Danny's life a little bit easier by making the Fenton's life harder, well, correlation and causation are one hell of a drug.
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gasp. Big dramatic gasp.
Gotham is my Homeland Prompt
Okay, so we remember No Man’s Land right? Where there was an earthquake and then US government shut down Gotham with people still inside?
But before that, there was mass evacuation right?
Enough that some of them were probably traveling in groups, and looking for low cost of living because they were now functionally homeless.
The best cost of living these days is in the Midwest.
It wouldn’t be a stretch to have a group of people, even just a few… move to Illinois after the evacuation.
Some small town.
And sure people think they’re weird, but they’re from Gotham. That’s par for the course.
And when Gotham opens back up? Some people move back, but not many.
Specifically not one couple, found through college after getting the same scholarship and bonding over their shared experience. They’ve already got two lovely kids, they’ve settled down in their small town now.
And that’s how the Fentons began to call Amity home.
Right up until Wayne Enterprises bought a contract with them for within the city, and well… Gotham is their homeland, they might as well.
So the Fentons return to Gotham. This time, a family.
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Hold for the Prince - DPxDC Fic to Be
As a quick note before this, I was asking my sister for help naming this prompt/fic and before I could even finish speaking she had gone;
"Felix."
With such confidence that I will now have to somehow get the name in this fic at some point XD
ANYWAY, onto the snippet of the fic I promised for today while I get back on track with my writing overall!
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TW; Death, heavily implied gore, and all the fun stuff that comes with vivisecting a teenager!
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It had been going so well.
Sitting nervously at the table, Danny’s hands tightened, hidden from his parent’s worried few. He opened his mouth, it dry and only a choked noise came out before he shut it with an audible click.
“Baby, I know we say you can tell us anything...and...I know we haven’t been the most, no, we haven’t been very present in a while now. Jazz helped us see that recently. I digress, but you don’t need to tell us anything hunny.”
He could almost laugh at the pure love he could hear in her voice. A part of him had been so close, so so close, to giving up on them. Then Jazz finally got through to the two. Finally, they paused in their obsessive work to look back toward them. The Fenton parents’ had finally turned back to look at their children. Those two little kids who’d gotten so much bigger, so much older, as they ran after ghosts. It had been a shock for them both to truly see their children so big and the entire week after they’d ignored multiple ghosts in turn of being there for them.
They’d even begun to listen.
Danny’s shaking eyes slowly rolled sideways, meeting the cold stare of his mothers.
It was just a few words. He could just say it. Just get it over with. Looking down at the hand that slowly gripped his own, he stared at the familiar nail polish of his sister. She’d promised to protect him, even if their parents didn’t agree. He didn’t want her to ever have to make that choice, but the words and gentle rub on his back had sent him to tears the night before.
Raising his hand slowly, shaky, he tried to reach outward. Tears burned his eyes, a horrible feeling of suffocating enveloping his throat as he-
“Dann-o, we’re here for you buddy! You tell us when you’re ready!”
Maddie nodded with a gentle file along with her husband. She’d never wanted to become like her own father, so enveloped in his work he never truly was her father, and maybe it stung just a bit to think that her kids probably felt at least some of what she’d known as a child.
“Just like the ghosts. It was...a lapse in judgment to believe they were all mindless, though I still believe those like the Wisconsin ghost are beyond evil with the idea that they do have true emotions. Truly, what insane-”
A cough from Jazz had their mother falling silent, a slightly sheepish smile on her face as she dropped it, instead looking back fully at Danny.
“Mom...Dad...I’m-”
His hands shook. Even the gentle pressure of his sister’s hands in his didn’t prevent it.
“Do you, remember when I got the portal working?”
Jack tilted his head, a clear sign of confusion from their brilliant yet simple father. However, Maddie’s face paled. It had been a secret that he’d...died...but it was impossible to hide the symptoms it brought. Even if he could barely remember his mother sitting beside his bed with a gentle hand running through his head as the initial aftershocks wore off...
“I didn’t actually- I, um...”
The words just wouldn’t leave his throat, the choked feeling coming back tenfold from earlier. It seemed as though the meaning began to come across however, both of their parents were much more somber and worried as they glanced at one another. Looking quickly away, he could feel the temperature drop, the way his fingertips were coated with frost. Quickly letting go of Jazz’s hand, he clenched his hands together between his legs. Whether this went well or bad, he refused to let his lack of control over his own emotions harm his sister.
“It may have...um, killed me...”
Now the cold of the room wasn’t from his own ice, but the silence. His voice was weak, terrified sounding he knew, but he quickly fought the wavering of his voice and continued.
“The electricity and ectoplasm both killed me and saved me, and I was really really lucky to not just die or become a full ghost or-” his breath caught, stuttering as his panic took over “-I became what they call a Halfa, half human half ghost and then things just all happened and you all were-”
A hand landed on his shoulder, causing him to tense, closing his eyes tightly.
“Danny...I’m so so sorry.”
Snapping his eyes upward he found tears. Both his parents were crying. Shakily reaching up toward their face, his mom’s other hand gently took his own.
“We never- oh my god, Danny- we never even knew, never noticed...I’m so so sorry, how could you ever stay when-”
Her voice was wet with emotion, arms quickly wrapping around him, much larger ones joining quickly as well. All tension left him as he felt his own chest shake from a sob. Surprised at his own crying, he let his parents hug him, let their warmth, regret, and sorrow just envelop him. It was so much to feel it all at once, but everything felt so real. His fears were unfounded, his pain recognized...his anger rewarded. Danny felt almost wrong to find some joy in their sorrow, but it was easily overpowered by his own grief.
Things would get better.
-tried to reach for his mother. Her body slumped in a pool of her own blood. He couldn’t speak. Couldn’t cry...he couldn’t even scream.
Things had been going so well.
His parents had accepted him and had worked with him and the ghosts. They had listened and they had changed. For once he could relax. Yet things didn’t stay peaceful. The Observants nagged at him to come to the zone, to do what very few things he was required as the Prince of Ghosts. It was only a week in the zone. Just one.
He never would have left if he’d known what would have happened...never would have asked Jazz to come home a few days after he returned.
White hair stuck wet from his own blood, tears, and vomit to his own head. Eyes and arms still desperately aimed toward his mother, he didn’t dare to look toward her hand...toward the one laying loose within it. Danny couldn’t look at both of them, not when he was the reason they were now dead.
The GIW had learned of him.
It was the day he was planning to return, happily parting with the ghosts who’d agreed to leave the town alone for a few weeks so the family could mend. Stepping through the portal he’d been met with so many white suits he’d nearly missed his tied-up parents behind them all. Shaky eyes met his mother’s own.
“Danny run-!”
The words were lost on the boy as something struck him, electricity soaring through his feigns as a scream involuntarily left his throat.
He’d woken later to so much pain. The scientist were nothing like the agents. They didn’t fear getting dirty with his blood, didn’t panic at even the slightest gore as they tore him apart from the inside out. Didn’t’ blink as they simply slit his throat to stop his screams of pain and fear. How they simply decided that once enough pain was dealt with physically, they would continue to experiment while causing emotional pain.
Silent sobs escaped his trembling body, the hands that had been present within his open chest for what he was sure was at least the past few months finally nearing his core.
His parents had been locked away so near yet so far from him, being used to cause him pain. They’d finally decided to see what death would cause. The pure sorrow and distress his core reverberated finally gave them more of an area to search. Danny couldn’t even care about the nearing hands, trying so desperately for any strength to reach his parents. He wanted to be with them. Even if it meant dying, he didn’t want to be alone.
“...If this is the react ...... would it’s ‘friends’ or ..... Fenton girl cause .... solid read?...”
In an instant, his mind became clear, time feeling so slow as everything just changed. The air was cold, and he no longer felt himself shaking, not even his eyes despite the blurriness of his tears still present. It took him far too long to realize he was no longer on the table, far longer to realize he wasn’t actually in control. His mind pulled in on itself, begging him to fall into the much more comforting darkness than the harsh reality around him.
“G̷̡̡͇͆͋R̷͇̻̹͒̓͌A̷̭͋Ḁ̷̰̈́̈̍A̶̯͂̽G̸͇̜̚ͅḢ̶̡͠ͅ”
The loud echoey roar almost pulled him right back from the void he was falling into, and yet he only felt a harsher tug, slipping fully away.
A bright symbol appeared hastily on every available screen within the large meeting room. Silence enveloped it as the shape changed into a video, no noise coming through yet, but clear ongoing destruction present just outside a small town. Nobody spoke while waiting for the audio to come through, yet nobody had been ready for it either.
“G̷̡̡͇͆͋A̷̭͋Ḁ̷̰̈́̈̍R̷͇̻̹͒̓͌A̷̭͋Ḣ̶̡͠ͅ”
The deafening sound had many covering their ears, horrified by it. As the roar ended, a single voice spoke, shaking in what everybody could tell was dawning horror. The words only sparked distress in many.
“Bloody hell, it’s crying-”
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I know that there's not really much DC present in this yet- BUT IT'S THERE! You could call this the prologue to the fic that it will one day become >:3c
As always I love hearing people thoughts or ideas so if you even just wanna say something small please do :D
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Ghost Puberty
As Danny had gotten to something called Ghost Puberty, from what he understood from Frostbite.
FrostBite:"It would have radically changes on his Human and Ghostly bodies. It could be manners, personality and even your Body. I mean look at Plasmius and his changes."
Danny was interested what kind of changes he would get as his power started to fully develop, he just hoped he would not end like Vlad. At least stay with a human look just slightly messier Hair and Longer Fangs, his eyes had the biggest changes as his neon green eyes turned a bright, brilliant human green. And his control over Ice was now much higher the even before, but his skin while the same tone, seemed to be almost translucent in the light. And he had a Aura of pure coldness 🥶 like you have deep winter even in Summer.
Muscles had built up too under his clothes and even as human his skin had become more dense as had gained weight too he is almost 100kg/220 Pounds!
Frostbite told him not just his skin had gone more dense but his muscles, organs and bones too. Tucker said it was like he had a weak form of Busoshoku Haki from that anime One Piece.
It was kind of Funny that Dash could not lift him up anymore. And Sam and Tucker told him his natural scent was all musk with a distinctly neutral, watery freshness.
But the ones that truly noticed his changes were Amity Park and the School.
The teacher were saying nothing as Danny started to get A+ in every test. As they noticed he did not even noticed his changes of notes.
Lancer told the other teachers, it would be best to not say anything, it looked like he was gone from the start of his puberty and all is getting back to normal.
The School Girls were talking all the new physical and mental thins on him mean He is a VAMPIRE! I mean the Fentons would notice if he was a Ghost after all. And his tiny Fangs mean just that. And the ones that touched him know he was cold to touch
Dash and the other had stoped to Bully, Danny and his friends as they noticed the could barely move him and his touch alone hurted them. Dash had terrible bruises on the place Fenton grabed him, he could barely play Football and he does not want to know what would have happen if Fenton had pressed his arm.
The Fentons were not thinking fully and thought it was just a normal Fenton Puberty, I mean look at Jack he too is huge, So it is no problem that Danny had this growth spurt.
While it was true, Amity Park was still not sure what to think of his fast growth spurt even as he ended being around 6'6”/almost 2m in height as the years were going.
Edit:"Wrong prompt. Was not the crossover.
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