#long lost tim twin????

[describingcolours]

Thinking about Danny phantom. Thinking about how horror it would be if ghost blobs sloughed off of his excess ectoplasm like rotten flesh and muscles Peels away from a shambling corpse.

Thinking how he could sloop and goop and drip in a dark room, squelching, crying in pain something that sounds like a child but there's too much and it's too much and he's too much and it's not going away fast enough he can't breathe, he's falling apart, he's rotting away.

Thinking about how cold it would feel, how musty, the stench of it, the death of it. Hidden away like a victim under floorboards but leaking out in the smell, the fluid, the way things move when you don't look, the glimpses out of the corner of your eye. The feeling of it enshrouding the room, claustrophobic, dark, suffocating.

Can you imagine the sound of it? How it would splat to the floor, before rising and trilling? Hungry, just born, nothing but instincts and horror.

Thinking about how horrifying that would be. Hiding in a room until the excess is all gone and he can breathe again. Like a snake emerging from its old husk, brand new and... Definitely needing a shower.

#danny phantom #bit gross tbh #body horror #death #corpse #implications of murder #so.. i guess #murder #trying to cover all trigger bases here #snake #thinking about this with the batpham involved too #dc x dp #batpham #thinking in particular #tim finding danny like this and not knowing what the fuck is going on #or if we're doing demon twin #damian finding him like this and getting a bit panicky cos his long lost twin is falling apart #or danny panicking and finding damian despite not having seen him in years and showing up in damians room crying and needing comfort from #someone who believed him dead and gone years ago #idk #im having fun here #dpxdc #dcxdp

[15minlatewithbatbucks]

One of the bats has to go undercover as a patient of a particularly suspect new and upcoming therapist. Bruce already has a backstory fleshed out and a cover identity, but that's no fun now is it.

Dick: Okay, the bat council is now in session. First things first-

Steph: I'm the realest.

Jason: Shut the fuck up.

Dick: No, no arguing. We're here on a MISSION.

Tim: That's right, a very important mission.

Dick: One of us has to go undercover as Dr. Hoffman's patient. But why? Why are we seeking therapy?

Tim: Wrong answers only. If any of you get too real, Dick can and will find you a real therapist.

Dick: And Tim, no superhero related answers. Bernard's PowerPoint nights give you too much of an advantage.

Tim: You're just jealous I know that Batman is actually a tulpa.

Jason: You shut the fuck up too.

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Dick: Okay, I'll go first to get the obvious answer out of the way. I'm going because I'm secretly Batman, BUT I'm not here about that. I just have incredibly selective amnesia and can't remember the code to the Batmobile.

Jason: Oh that one's good. Let me think.

Steph: Hoffman is a man, right?

Dick: Right.

Steph: Easy, I'll claim womanly problems. Maybe get prescribed a vibrator.

Tim: *wheezes*

Dick: Ok Gotham's in the dark ages of psychology but not THAT much.

Steph: Spoilsport. Fine, I'm Batman's long lost twin sister.

Duke: Come on, we can't all go to therapy because of Batman.

Jason: I don't know, I feel like all of us should go to therapy because of Batman.

Cass: I'll go because I'm Batman.

Jason: I'd vote for you.

Duke: I think I would go because Metropolis isn't real.

Tim: Like, the whole city is-

Duke: It's a conspiracy. The government wants us to think there's this wonderful city where nothing bad ever happens and an actual alien from space saves the day. Tries to make us buy into some utopian bullshit.

Tim: Hoffman's just going to drive you there.

Duke: Ha! He's not getting ME to a secondary location. He might be in on it.

Steph: Compelling, definitely compelling. I nominate Duke's for first place.

Jason: Don't jump the gun.

Tim: Yeah, you haven't heard ours.

Steph: Well? Let's hear it then.

Tim: I'm an alien spy, sent here to study humans. Only I'm not doing well because I was taken in by rich people and they act weirder than me. I want to know what it means to be human, but whenever I look around all I see is how to make a good margarita. It makes me... sad.

Steph: That's no good. We said wrong answers only.

Jason: Solid four out of ten.

Tim: Fuck off.

Jason: I think I would go because I was convinced I was the second coming of Jesus which is all fine and good, but my whole family is Jewish so it's making things a little awkward at the dinner table.

Steph: You did come back from the dead.

Jason: I did and I'll tell him that. Took a little longer than three days this time, though.

Tim: Okay, I'll be honest. Jason and Duke's are the best.

Dick: Hold on- Damian, do you have an answer?

Damian: Of course. And not one so foolish.

Duke: Well?

Damian: Well, my whole family is comprised of vigilantes and I'm under a lot of stress to be one as well and continue the family tradition. I will of course swear him to secrecy and avoid naming any vigilantes by name.

Dick: ...

Jason: This is what I'm talking about. This is exactly what I'm-

Dick: Yes, okay. Game's over. All of you are getting psych referrals in your inbox by the morning.

Steph: What about-

Dick: Duke won.

#tim drake #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #my writing tag #this is obviously a joke and not a real 1:1 representation of reasons to seek therapy #let's see how long before someone wildly misinterprets it #batfamily

[starry-songs-canvas]

All Plans Fly Out the Window

There’ve been quite a few long lost twins Damian and Danny meeting at galas, right? All very cute, happy, relaxed, etc.. Well what if we add a little twist?

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Vlad Masters.

A very suspicious figure that only in the last few years rose to wealth and power from almost thin air. Companies that were doing decent simply handing over the keys. No court has ever been able to prove foul play, all judges siding with Masters even when counter mind control measures were in place.

Any evidence or stories implicating Masters were either retracted or removed with great speed.

Bruce did not want another Lex Luther to deal with, and yet he first needs evidence. All of his computers were tightly secured with little connection to the Internet, and the ones that were refusing to be hacked. (“It’s almost as if it’s… alive, B.”)

Therefore, while risky, a more hands-on approach was needed.

Tim and Bruce were to stay in the spotlight, keep Masters eyes on them. While Damian would sneak away and snoop under the pretense of, “being bored”.

However, all of this went out the window when Masters introduced his godson, Daniel Fenton who when shaking their hands said in the League of Assassins dialect in a pleasant tone,

“What the **** are you doing here?”

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dc x dp crossover #dc x dp prompt #dcxdp #damian and danny are twins #danny and damian are twins #Danny wants to get rid of Vlad #But he doesn’t want to risk his family or break the Geneva conventions #Vlad is an actual threat in this one #Danny is trying to not let Vlad alone with Bruce #Danny to Vlad “ha ha just trying to practice my sign language/Spanish” #Meanwhile Danny and Damian are having a sign language argument #Everyone is very concerned about Danny’s situation #While Danny knows that everyone in the room is a target for vlad

[bunnyhugs77]

Honey I'm Home

୨୧- Just a little slice of life of a hard working dad, his tired wife and their twin girls.

୨୧ WC: 900

Jungkook pushes open the door to your small two-bedroom flat, his keys jingling in the door which attracted the two little girls on the other side to come running instantly.

The soft patter of their socked feet hitting the wooden floors as they rushed to his as fast as they could. "Daddy!" The girls squealed. Jungkook crouched down, his once drained expression replaced with one full of delight.

"Girls!" He exclaims, taking the both of them in each of his arms, listening to their adorable laughter as he engulfed them into his tight embrace. "Daddy! Can't breathe!" Aria squeaks from where her head rested against his chest. Always the dramatic one of the two.

Jungkook laughs, apologizing and letting them go. Aria runs back to the kitchen where he could only assume the source of that flavourful scent was coming from. Meanwhile Hye-Ji stayed back to show him the flowers she'd picked just for him.

"Are these for me?" Bending at the waist to collect the crushed dandelions that were once in the grip of her fist. She nods with the brightest smile he's ever seen.

Picking her up as well, letting her rest on his side with one hand, careful not to ruffle the very elaborate princess dress she was wearing as he finally begins to make his way to the kitchen. "Thank you so much princess, I'll make sure to add this to my collection." He places a kiss to the crown of her head.

There you were. His eyes seemed to soften once they landed on you. In a button up and your favourite pair of mom jeans." Hi baby," He gets the chance to peck your lips briefly before Hye-Ji was asking to be put down.

She quickly ran off to her sister in the living room where there were colouring pages ripped out, building blocks all over the place, a box of crayons in the laundry bin full of clothes that were waiting to be folded.

"Hi." You manage a smile before resuming your blank stare into the pot of tomato sauce for the spaghetti that you'd been stirring for god knows how long. "Is everything okay?" Disregarding your mundane 'yeah' he know something is up.

"Honey, what's wrong? Talk to me." You sigh, dropping your shoulders, finally looking at him. He was in his typical work-wear for his day job as a private banker meanwhile he works part-time nights as a mail courier.

"Today was a bad day." Letting your head fall into your husband's firm chest in defeat. His hands raised to hold you in his arms the same way the have been for the last 5 years.

The shiny silver band of his wedding ring catching the light for a moment as he gently rubbed your back. "You wanna talk about it?"

You pout softly, "There's nothing to say, look at the state of the house. Hye-Ji turned the house upside down looking for her dress this morning. Then I took them to the grocery store and Aria got lost." Jungkook's eyebrows raise, but you weren't done.

"I finally got them to sleep for an hour while I did some laundry, and then I ended up falling asleep myself, waking up to crayons and toys everywhere, and Hye-Ji was crying because she missed you and then I started crying because I missed you too and-"

You couldn't believe this was making you tear up. The day was hectic and the fact you'd have to do it all over again tomorrow. Jungkook hushes you in a comforting manner, practically swaddling you in his arms. "I'm sorry I couldn't be here," you sniffle, stepping back.

"It's not your fault. You work two jobs. it's just hard sometimes." You admit and Jungkook gets an idea. "Go." He says and your brow arches, "I'll finish dinner, and take care of the girls. Go rest, or read that Jasper Wilde book you've been wanting to read. Please. Let me help, you deserve it." He pecks your forehead and you weren't going to fight him on it.

Leaving the kitchen and the responsibilities to him. Telling yourself that it would only be a thirty minute nap but it turned into 2 hours. By the time you walked back into the kitchen, it looked like you'd walked into a whole new house.

Everything was neat and tidy, the girls were sitting on the ground with a bowl of abandoned grapes shared between them as they watched Moana with an entranced gaze.

The laundry basket was gone, the floors were clean and the air smelled of soft fresh linens and cinnamon. Looking back to the kitchen where Jungkook quietly tidied up, humming softly to himself. You stood hidden from where you were admiring your little family.

You may not have had much but you had everything you needed right here. "You're amazing you know that?" Jungkook says as you approached him. "I should be saying that to you." You counter.

"No. I mean it, Y/n. Having two jobs is easy, but doing what you do everyday is a job for a saint. I appreciate everything you do for us, I love you so much." His lips pressing against your forehead while your heart felt so full of love. "I love you." You say.

"I have to potty!" Aria declares and the both of you look at each other.

"Not it."

"Not it."

#jungkook smut #jungkook #bts #jungkook ff #bts one shot #jungkook x reader #jungkook fic recs #fluff #drabble

[hyperfixatinator]

I have a DP x DC AU brainworm about Danny and Tim being long lost siblings (twins or otherwise).

Because both of them have faced evil future versions of themselves who've almost ended the world in some way through altering time. If Clockwork had been watching Danny's world-ending timelines, then who's to say he wouldn't keep tabs on Tim's as well?

Imagine that the brothers had to be temporarily separated at a young age to ensure a peaceful future. Danny had to be in Amity Park to gain his ghost powers and become the new Ghost King. Meanwhile, Tim had to stay in Gothem to become the new Robin, something he'd have been less likely to do if Danny stayed in his life.

However, their separation was only supposed to be temporary. What if both Dan and Future Tim were from futures where they never reunited as teens? Heck, what if both of them were from the SAME future?

The Nasty Burger explosion happened, Danny killed Vlad and absorbed his soul, and became Dan. Dan grew too powerful for the GIW to handle anymore, so the government tried reaching out to the Justice League. But oops! Future Tim already killed off and tore down that whole organization, meaning the world no longer had it's protectors to stop this new foe.

Though they were strangers, the future brothers unwittingly collaborated in sealing the world's fate.

Back to the present, the Observants wanted Clockwork to get rid of Danny and also Tim before that timeline came to pass. What they didn't understand was Clockwork's plan.

See, the Infinite Realms needed a new monarch to replace Pariah Dark, but not just anyone would do. In timelines outside of Dan's future, the U.S government would've started a war with the Infinite Realms anyway. One that would guarantee Earth's destruction and offset the balance of other realms near it.

The war is set to start in Amity Park, but the information blackout is preventing it's citizens from getting outside help. Mid-to-late teen Danny can't bring down the Anti Ecto Acts alone. He'd be struggling to keep the Realms beings from invading his home as it is. And the government's iron grip on the city makes it nearly impossible for news to get out to the masses.

Danny being the brother of a vigilante detective across the country is another story.

Batman's mentorship would give Tim the training needed to eventually track down his lost sibling. And through Red Robin's connections to the Justice League, Danny could get help overturning the Anti Ecto Acts while he keeps declarations of war at bay on his end. Danny and Tim's combined efforts could be what's keeping the world at peace instead of ending it.

Long story short: Clockwork kills two birds with one stone by uniting a pair of long lost brothers through the prevention of an interdimensional war.

#dc x dp #dpxdc #danny fenton #tim drake #danny and tim are brothers AU #I personally like the headcanon of Tim vaguely remembering Danny's presence in their early childhood before he just disappeared #and the Drake parents (out of grief or guilt) gaslit Tim into believing Danny never existed #They thought it was a white lie that would help him move past it #but it actually became an early contributer of his self-doubt growing up #Grieving the foggy memories of someone you're supposed to doubt the existence of #Never sharing this with anyone in fear of someone calling you crazy for it #(Fearing they might be right) #((That fear doubling after the Joker Jr. incident if we include that)) #The need to gather and compile evidence supporting your thinking at a young age #because if the facts line up then that proves you know what you're talking about #Tim discovering he was right about his brother being real all along might not fix everything #but it'd probably be a relief at least

[tourettesdog]

It's been awhile since I've done any fic recs, so--

have some DPxDC and Danny Phantom fic recs!

DPxDC fics:

what was lost, found again by Halfagone

I just started reading this one and I'm only a couple of chapters in so far, but I already love it. Halfa is so good at writing angst, and I love the concept of Danny just finding Jason like this.

Textonymous Ltd. by LialeeEderian

A DPxDC + Miraculous Ladybug crossover. This one's a chatfic that has a lot of fun details and plot in it!

We're Coming Home by AKelaNakamura

An incredibly sweet (sfw) omegaverse fic. I love how oblivious Jason is in this, and the hurt/comfort is so good.

I Chose to Close My Eyes by TheWritingOwl

This one was written for a recent writing game in the HH server and ooooh the angst. I love the progression of the story in this one.

Silence by Finemeal

Oof this oneshot's got some good, good angst. Very somber vibes.

Snow Superstitions by halfagone

Halfa writes such good Danny/Tim fics. This one's somber and sweet <3

Makin' My Way to You by DisillusionedDanny

Demon twins/siblings is still one of my favorite tropes in this crossover and I love the idea of them going to find each other when shit hits the fan.

The Stiches That Bind Us Together by Die_Erlkonigin6083

Identity shenanigans AND sickfic?? Yes fucking please. I love it.

It's Just a Name by Dogometer

The shenanigans. The identity shenanigans. The slow build, just-- and it's Tim/Danny too. Perfect.

To Fail to Succeed by nerdpoe

This one was really neat, having Bruce get affected by the portal in a way that kind of mirror's Jasons situation.

Fingers on the Pulse of your (sometimes) beating Heart by Milaley

Milma has only just started this one and I'm already Feral over it. I might be biased, but STILL

Wrong Number by pipertia

Wrong number fics/accidental calls my BELOVED. Love the concept a lot.

Danny Phantom fics:

Caught on Camera by AttacusAbacus

This one is really neat. I love the idea of trail cams being used to investigate ghost stuff in Amity Park.

Late Night Hangout by Carelisswriting

Another really sweet savant par one. I love the exploration of their characters in this.

Danny Vs. A Boeing by Danesincry, Spookberry

This one is SO damn cute and fun; I love savant par, and I adore the art that goes along with this.

Blobs of Love by blobghost

I adore identity reveals, no one knows AU, and blob ghost shenanigans. Just-- yes.

Laundry Day by SummersSixEcho

Such a simple idea (ectoplasm staining clothes) that makes for such a neat oneshot. I love it.

A Familiar Taste of Poison by AKelaNakamura

Akela writes the Far Frozen yetis SO fucking sweet. I adore the transformation stuff in this as well <3

Alligator by DizzlyPuzzled

Good GIW agents is such a fun thing to read and explore. Such a sweet take

Phantom Phuckery by nanaarchy

I love a good chatfic. Finding a long one like this is such a treat.

The Apocalypse Club by dumbdpaus

This one has some really nice focus on side characters that don't usually get a chance to shine! And in such a neat way.

Sakura by SirenSecondWind

The ideas in this one live rent free in my mind.

#dpxdc #danny phantom #fic recs #dpxdc fic recs #danny phantom fics #phanphic #fanfic #dog barks

[nerdpoe]

TWINcognito mode (Tim and Danny Pretend to be Twins AU)

AO3, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6

Danny was floating in contaminated ectoplasm, which was absolutely fucking disgusting. If this was Beelzebub’s idea of a prank, then Danny was going to fill his precious lava lake with jello.

‘Come with me,’ he’d said, ‘We’ll go spy on the living for some fun,’ he’d said.

Then the stupid Demon had knocked him out and now Danny was suspended in the equivalent of sewage.

But something wasn’t right; he had memories that weren’t his and a fighting style that itched under his skin, and his sense of self was muted in a way that only the living felt.

Then the ectoplasm drained, and-

-Danny stood at attention in front of a strange man who was giving off serious stranger danger vibes, bewildered, as said man droned on and on about how he may be another version of Timothy but he would be just as formidable-

-Danny was standing on top of a building, and by this point he was pretty sure that he’d been brainwashed. He needed to find his progenitor, Tim would know how to overcome-

-He was staring at himself, and the self he was staring at stared back in turn.

“Ra’s?” He asked.

“Ra’s.” He answered.

“Brainwashing?” He asked, tilting his head.

“Yes,” he answered, holding his arms out to allow the hit he knew was coming, “Can you undo it?”

His other self smirked.

“I know better than anyone what I’m capable of; of course.”

Red Robin swung out his arm, Danny felt a prick in his neck, and he fell-

-Danny woke up, and for the first time in who knew how long (he knew, it’d been roughly a month of not being himself and also being himself, removed but there), he felt like he was actually present. He could hear Tim rummaging around the kitchen, hear the distant sounds of the city, and started taking stock.

His wrists and ankles hurt, as did his neck. His muscles were sore, like he’d been thrashing around or fighting back. Given the state his progenitor must have dragged him back in, both were likely. He’d likely need further work with an actual therapist to undo the rest, but his head actually felt pretty clear. There were some lingering traces, and he was sure he’d hesitate if he heard a certain phrase or eight from Ra’s, but those could probably be slowly worked out of his system.

Sure, he could just die and go back to being a nearly all-powerful god thing, but…he’d kinda missed being alive. Plus, it wasn’t like he’d completely lost his powers. He could still feel them, they were just muted. 

He knew he could fly, had a bit of supernatural strength, could still toss energy bolts and create a shield, but the other powers? Locked away and sealed into his incorporeal form. The powers he just intimately knew he had were the only ones that his current moral body could handle.

So at least he still had a piece of his original self; it would help differentiate him from Tim. A whole person he hadn't known, but now knew better than he’d ever known Jazz. It was weird to think about. At least when Dani had been made, she hadn’t been forced to take reconstructed versions of his memories.

Slowly, he sat up; wincing as the electrodes on his skin fell off. He felt shaky, strained, and…wait.

“Did you just…shock the brainwashing out of me?” he asked, watching as Tim rounded the corner and handed him a cup of coffee.

The laugh that Tim let out was just short of unhinged; a memory that Ra’s hadn’t known to replicate then.

“If electroshock was good enough to turn me into JJ, then theoretically it should be good enough to train my brain away from League brainwashing,” Tim snorted, and Danny was suddenly very sure he Didn’t Want To Know, “We’ll have to keep an eye on you to make sure though. Probably set you up with a therapist or eight.”

“I’m sure the Justice League would have some good suggestions,” Danny agreed mildly, sipping his coffee, “We just need to follow proper protocol for finding a clone that isn’t brainwashed or needs assistance overcoming brainwashing.”

Tim sipped his coffee.

Danny sipped his coffee.

“But we don’t want to do that, of course.”

“Oh no, no we do not. It’s been too long since we’ve had fun, I think.”

“And wouldn’t you know it; I thought of something funny. Wanna do it?”

~~~~~~~

It was funny.

For them, anyway.

The overall gist was; Danny would go to Dinah for therapy, and they’d have to trust in her professionalism to keep his existence secret until he was ready.

Ready for Danny meant, of course, when he and Tim finally got made by the rest of the Batclan. 

They were going to play it off that Tim had always had a twin. Daniel Janus Drake-Wayne had always been there, pushed into the background because his parents didn’t want an accident with his powers to get out to the press.

And hadn’t that been a shock for Tim, to learn that his clone-twin had powers?

They’d managed to work it in, though.

So the plan was to make it seem like they’d never hidden that Tim was a twin, doctor literally every single piece of evidence they could electronically to show that Tim had a twin, and work in shifts to drive the family up a wall. All photos had been doctored, signatures had been forged, they’d even forged Bruce’s signature on some doctored adoption papers.

“Oh, I’m emancipated. Do you want to be?”

“Nah, it’d be even funnier if they thought they’d pushed the one still under his guardianship out of the manor.”

“A bit cruel, but yeah that’d really make them scramble. Perfect.”

They would, eventually, start dropping hints that they weren’t there for XYZ meeting, etc. 

The family had pushed Tim to the side, and like, sure, it wasn’t really a big deal. But it was super inconsiderate and by proxy they’d also pushed Danny to the side as well, so payback was a bitch and payback was making the entire batfamily question their abilities as detectives and good family members.

“We should get Kon and Bart in on it. Cassie as well, we’ll never sell it without her.”

Tim nodded, already sending out a coded text to his friends. They’d arrive in two hours, when they could make enough excuses to leave without getting caught or raising suspicion.

“I think we should divide up the time they’ve seen us and say that some of that time, for the more public appearances, it wasn’t me.”

“Ohhhh, try to remember the ones you were super uncomfortable at and we’ll say that was me.”

Danny and Tim grinned at each other.

The prank was way too involved, way too intricate, and they were having way too much fun planning it to stop and think about potential consequences.

“Currently I’m trying to break open a pretty big case, I need you to fill in for me at family brunch in a week. Then there’s an extended training exercise in the woods for a week immediately afterwards; all of us are to attend. Substitute heroes have already been selected for our territories. Is that doable?”

“Sure, I’ll get started on freaking them out. Nothing too obvious, but I’ll have to target Bruce a bit differently if I want to avoid confrontation.”

“Of course.”

“I think I like puns. I’ll start with those.”

“Practice now and perfect it; that way it doesn’t seem like you’re new to them.”

“Of course, I’m practice-ly a natural.”

The dead eyed stare that Danny got was worth it.

~~~~~~

Danny stared at his new drivers license; it was designed to look a bit roughed up and older. It was almost identical to Tim’s, picturewise. 

He hadn’t really been thinking about it, but he was kind of starting to really like the idea of having an identical twin. He was still hashing out his personality versus the one that Ra’s had tried to install in him, but he felt like having someone to call family, even as a prank, would help him figure it out.

He could still feel echoes of his family bonds, and there was a tentative new one between him and his…twin. He needed to think of himself as that to prevent referring to himself incorrectly in the future.

There were the faint bonds to his parents and his sisters, back in the Infinite Realms, and even fainter ones going to who he assumes were the ‘batfamily’. He hadn’t told Tim, and he was pretty sure he didn’t need to, but he was grateful to get to know them outside of the designation of ‘that clone that got dropped on us’.

And there were Tim’s friends; they’d dropped by, oohed and ahhed, and declared Danny their friend as well. Danny wasn’t sure if the friendship would last, but again; the more family or friends he had, the more secure he felt about himself.

So even if they were on loan from Tim, Danny was grateful for them.

Also they had been 100% on board with gaslighting the batclan and seeing who would notice. From Danny’s memories he had based from Tim’s, he was certain Cass would find out first.

He was pretty sure she’d go along with it.

Danny knocked his forehead on the window as the Uber came to a sudden stop, and the driver nervously looked back.

“Uh, here we are Mr. Drake-Wayne,” the poor man looked like he was terrified to be parked in front of the gates to the Manor, “I can assure you of Uber’s ability to keep customer IDs secure though, there really wasn’t a need for a fake-”

“It isn’t, thanks,” Danny said quietly, letting himself out and walking towards the gates.

This place…was so much bigger than his generated memories recalled.

He heard the Uber tear away, and focused on trying to muster up the courage to walk through the gate. He’d gone over it with Tim, it would be easy. All he had to do was just go in there and socialize.

Was the anxiety he was feeling a Danny trait or a Tim trait? Shit, did one of them have anxiety? Did both of them?

He could almost hear Jazz berating him in the back of his mind, going on and on about taking his mental health seriously. He would have to tell Dinah and talk about feelings. 

Gross. He wasn’t looking forward to-

-A car horn blared behind him, almost causing him to give up the game early as he spun around and glared at Jason, a hand behind his back and ready to summon a ball of ecto-plasmic energy.

Jason glared right back.

“Come on shitstain, did you forget how a fucking gate works?”

Danny frowned. What would Tim do?

Another car directly behind Jason’s honked its horn in response. 

“Don’t be rude, Jason!” Ah, Dick. A…A witness. Danny had himself a witness.

Ah.

Aha!

That was what Tim would do.

Danny smiled serenely, taking great pleasure at the sudden paranoia and confusion that flashed over his older brother’s face.

“Don’t,” Jason warned softly, grip on the steering wheel tightening.

Danny moved towards the car.

“Timberly I swear to god-”

Danny walked to the car-a classic 1970 mustang, nice-and gently ran his hand along the hood.

Jason snarled and tapped the gas, clearly only intending to spook Danny away from the car. 

But Danny stepped forward and into the giant, mostly steel vehicle’s momentum. He made sure to use a little extra strength to dent the front, certain that his mortal body would bruise, and dramatically dropped down.

“What the fuck-” “Tim!” The scream Dick let out was nothing short of guttural, and Danny realized he may have forgotten to take into account the possible PTSD of both siblings.

The door to Dick’s car slammed open and the eldest of them bolted around Jason’s car towards Danny, only for the footfalls to pause long enough for Dick to deck Jason in the face. Perfect. Yes, yes this would do.

Danny grinned as he picked himself up off the ground, quickly wiping it off his face before Dick could notice it.

Jason saw it.

Jason’s glare intensified as Dick hurried towards Danny.

Danny allowed himself to be dragged away from the front of the Mustang and turned his head just enough to stick his tongue out at Jason, safely where Dick couldn’t see.

The blackening eye really did suit the man, Danny thought to himself as he was bundled into the back of Dick’s car. But it was as the Ancients said; talk shit, get hit.

~~~~~~

Cass had frozen at the top of the steps and just stared at Danny as Dick fretted over him.

Danny stared up at her and smiled, allowing his giddyness at the prank to show in his body language for a half a second.

Cass smiled back, letting out a short laugh before she descended the stairs. She made a point to glare at Jason and protectively put a hand on Danny’s shoulder.

Jason spluttered, gesturing violently towards her and then towards Danny. The third oldest snarled when Cass very obviously turned her head away from him, before finally scoffing and storming into the dining room.

“You’re all fucking against me! I’m gonna remember this you little asshole, you better be prepared!” 

Danny snickered and stepped out of Dick’s hold.

“I really am fine, you can stop-”

“Tim, I know you and Jason don’t get along but please don’t ever make him hit you with his car again. What if it had been serious?”

Danny flushed, averting his gaze. Damn, he thought he’d done a really good job of acting too.

“Look at this!” Fingers brushed his hair out of his face, focusing on poking at a small bruise on his forehead from the Uber window, “This bruise is gonna be awful, what were you thinking?”

“If you knew, then why did you punch him?” Danny grumbled, the flush increasing as Cass started tousling his hair.

Dick snorted.

“He shouldn’t have made the threat to begin with; we all know you don’t handle threats well or normally.”

Danny opened his mouth to defend himself, but was stopped by a large hand resting on his shoulder.

“Tim, what’s this about Jason hitting you with his car?” Bruce asked, concern managing to worm its way into his voice.

“I’m fine-”

“Tim, your version of ‘fine’ is two days of no sleep and a broken arm,” Dick interrupted, sounding very much like a tired father himself.

“Well, they said ‘break a leg’ but I needed those.”

Dick and Bruce froze, both turning an evaluating gaze on Danny.

“Oh no,” Bruce sighed, reaching out to trace the bruise on Danny’s forehead, “He’s got brain damage.”

“Hey Tim, nice to see you,” A voice loudly interrupted. The voice that said it, for how bright it was, sounded downright cold.

The group froze, all heads turning as one towards Barbara. She was smiling, but it wasn’t a nice smile, and any who knew her (or knew of her well enough to probably know her) knew better than to think she was actually happy.

“I can run the equipment downstairs to make sure he isn’t brain damaged, no need to bother Leslie. Besides, we need to have a little talk.”

~~~~~~

Danny sat on the medical cot.

Bruce and Dick had run to the dining room as soon as they could, the cowards.

Barbara sat in front of him, her fingers steepled as she waited for her own tech to outdo the Bats.

Her phone let out a small ding, and she finally nodded. All recording devices except hers were active. Tapping at her phone, she held it in front of her as his own voice echoed through the speaker.

“Ra’s?” 

“Ra’s.” 

Man, their voices sounded almost identical. The only real difference was the inflection used.

“Brainwashing?” 

“Yes, can you undo it?”

It really sounded like he was just having a conversation with himself.

“I know better than anyone what I’m capable of; of course.”

The recording stopped. Barbara set the phone back down on her lap.

“So. I could swear that you weren’t on any records at all prior to two weeks ago, Daniel. Mind explaining how that happened?”

Danny did mind. The prank had seemed like such a good idea in the beginning, but actually explaining it made it seem dumb in hindsight, and Barbara was scary and reminding him of Jazz-

“The only reason I didn’t rat you out and set the Bats on you is because Cass didn’t say you were a threat. Where’s Tim, Daniel?” Her words were sweet, but Danny knew better.

The time for games was suspended, and he needed to rat out his twin.

“Uh, he’s in the Nest. There’s a meta-trafficking ring, and he’s been trying to find out who the leaders are for like, a month.”

Barbara groaned, reaching up to rub her temples.

“What, so he decided to trade places with his ‘twin’ at the last minute to avoid brunch?”

“And training.”

“Of course he did. I’m assuming he’s also largely responsible for all the documents detailing that you’ve existed forever. What are your thoughts on all of this?”

Danny shifted, uncomfortable with being forced to consider his own feelings on the matter when he was still trying to figure himself out as a person. What he did know, however, was that he was very much okay with this.

Maybe a carefully political answer would appease her?

“It’s a nice, slow way to introduce me to this family without the stigma of being a, ah…’twin’. I’m still recovering from my time with Ra’s, so something like this is just a fun way to get to know everyone. Secretly.”

Barbara’s stare, much like her, was not impressed.

Okay, fine.

“Alright; it may be payback for being assholes to Tim when Bruce was gone and we may want to mess with them. Nothing big, just see how long it takes them to notice? We already have something to hold over them since they didn't realize right away. We’re treating it like a training exercise as well. Pretty much only you and Cass passed.”

Now she looked mildly intrigued.

“...Do you wanna be a part of the test?”

Barbara sighed and threw her hands up.

“Sure, why not. I’ll play along. I do have a condition, though.”

Danny nodded, staying exactly where he was and trying not to vibrate in place.

“I want to use your ‘past’ to teach Bruce about the importance of communication.”

Danny had no idea how she would do that, but sure. As long as he got to fuck with these people, he was fine with whatever she did with his doctored history.

“Yeah, sure, sounds good.”

~~~~~~

Brunch was…an affair.

Damian tried to poison him, Jason kept kicking him under the table, and Dick kept trying to put more food on his plate.

So, Danny stared Jason dead in the eye as he reeled his foot back and kicked with enough force to shove Jason’s chair back a good foot. 

Then, turning his attention to Damian, he held the little shit’s stare as he picked up the toast that had been tainted, slowly lifted his hand, and shoved it into Dick’s mouth without looking.

“Thank you Dick, but you should toast-ally have some.”

He felt Dick smile delightedly against his hand.

“Richard, do not swallow that! Spit it out!”

“No Dick, eat it; teach the little demon that there’s consequences to his actions.”

“Did you just try to tip my chair? You little shit-”

“I have the antidote, Big Brother.”

“Thanks Cass! Dami, we’ve talked about this-”

“Master Damian, there will be no poison at the table.”

“Tim, why would you put poisoned toast in Dick’s mouth?”

“Guys why is Tim weird-”

“He’s always weird Duke, I’ve seen him stay up for seventy-two hours just to prove a point.”

“No but there’s something really, really weird about-”

“I’m fine Duke, it’s just a little side effect from the Lazarus water.” 

“Wait, the what?”

“The what?” Bruce’s voice ripped through the air, silencing everyone.

Danny frowned. This wasn’t technically something he was supposed to do, but…as the younger twin, he felt it was his responsibility to also inconvenience Tim. His job description was to be a sibling of this family, and a younger sibling he would be. He’d been a little brother once before, and he’d gladly do it again. To the fullest extent of his abilities.

Also he felt like Tim should have asked for help regarding his stalker problem ages ago.

“Well, Ra’s keeps trying to woo me and chases me around Gotham. I was bound to get dosed at some point, it’s not my fault.”

The chaos that ensued after that statement did Danny’s heart some serious good. Yes, this was perfect.

~~~~~~~~~

The batplane was a fun experience. Genuinely; Danny hadn’t gotten to enjoy the flight over to Gotham, and flying was fun no matter the form it took.

“Drake.”

Oh, Danny had been looking forward to this one.

“Wayne.” Danny responded, fighting to keep the joy out of his mouth. 

He got to be the big brother this time. Him! Damian was a tiny terror, but he had nothing on the chaos gremlin that was Dani. There was only one thing Danny could do here; destroy Damian’s composure.

“Good, you know my name-”

“Yet you don’t seem to know mine,” Danny sighed, putting on his best disappointed face, “You keep saying Drake but never the full thing; Drake-Wayne.”

Behind Damian Dick was mouthing words at Danny. Probably such words that would tell Danny to behave.

What a pity that ‘Big Brother’ did not mean ‘Parent’, then. Not that Danny had such a good reputation for listening to his parents, and Tim never listened to Bruce anyways.

“I refuse to call you a name that you do not deserve-”

“Hey Bruce, did I trick you into signing my adoption papers?” Danny called out over Damian, drawing Bruce’s attention away from talking to Jason, allowing a shit-eating grin to stretch out over his face.

“No, Tim.”

“Hey Bruce, am I still adopted?”

“Yes, Tim.”

“Hey Bruce, are you gonna send me back-”

“Tim, we’ve been over this. There is nothing you could do that would make me overturn my decision. You are a part of this family, emancipated or not, and there is no escape.”

Huh. While that answer had been a bit more passionate than Danny had expected, it still worked.

“Sounds like I earned the name, Dami.”

Damian’s face was growing red with rage. Luckily, Danny knew just what to do to make it worse; by layering on sarcasm.

“But don’t worry, as your big brother I understand that it is my duty to lead by example. So I forgive you, el-witwaat, for your mistakes. Maybe when you’re older, you won’t make such obvious oversi-”

Danny jerked to the side, dodging the knife and breaking out into slightly hysterical laughter.

“I will find you this week,” Damian hissed, his arms restrained by Dick, “And I will kill you.”

“Timothy, stop antagonizing Damian. Damian, stop threatening Tim.” Bruce sounded every bit the tired dad he was.

“But he-!”

“What was that name you called him?” Duke interrupted, turning his seat. Damian let out a wordless cry of rage, struggling with Dick to get out of the chair so he could presumably stab Danny into silence.

“Oh, what name?” Danny asked, resting his chin in his hand and watching Damian with a wide smile. “Do you mean Dami? That’s the nickname that Dick gave him. Or-oh, wait; did you mean el-witwaat?”

“Cease this at once! Richard let me go-!”

“Sorry Duke, it’s a nickname that only I get to use on him.”

Damian froze, narrowing his eyes at Danny suspiciously. Good. He was right to be suspicious, because Danny wasn’t done.

“But it means the sound that a bat wing makes when it’s flapping. It basically means flip-flap.”

“That’s adorable,” Dick breathed, accidentally letting go of their youngest.

Bruce had to put the plane on autopilot to wrangle Damian and force their youngest to calm down.

~~~~~

The week of training was largely uneventful. For Danny, at least.

Danny found out he could still turn invisible and density shift, and promptly spent the entire time reenacting the poltergeist movie on his new siblings.

Jason kept waking up in entirely different parts of the forest they’d chosen, miles away from the checkpoints. Jason had opted to not sleep, which was doing wonders for the ‘ragged and deranged’ look he was going for.

Danny’s personal favorite moment was pretending to walk into a clearing just as Jason was waking up, surrounded by sticks, and idly commenting “Wow Jason, it looks like you’re in a…sticky situation.”

The wordless screech of rage had been music to Danny’s ears.

Damian was driving himself into the ground trying to hunt down Danny, who just maintained invisibility and density shifting to keep just out of Damians reach for literal hours each day before leaving to mess with the others.

Danny took great pride in that he managed to tuck Damian in every night without waking him up, thoroughly confusing the little demon just as much as he was bruising the kid’s ego.

Duke was left alone. Not because Danny thought he should be spared from their sibling bonding exercise, but because he’d see Danny coming thanks to his powers. There was literally no way for Danny to sneak up on him, and he was pretty sure Duke had clocked him as Not Tim anyways.

Dick lost his socks. All of them. Even the ones on his feet. Then Dick lost his sleeping bag. Finally, Danny collected as many spiders as he could and tucked them away, all neat and tidy, into Dick’s bag.

Dick had been an asshole, and justice needed to be served.

Danny did not feel satisfied or vindicated, however, as when Dick opened his bag and was met with the spiders, all he did was nod and step back to allow them to escape, only saying “Yeah, I deserved that. Good job Tim, I didn’t see you at all!”

Danny retreated. He’d have to have a planning session with Tim to plan a way to get back at Dick properly, then.

Cass was spared out of fear.

Bruce, though. Bruce was approached differently.

If Danny used his powers, there was a chance that the Detective would pin Danny as Not Tim, and with insufficient evidence there was a risk of being seen as a threat. Danny very much wanted to avoid an interrogation.

So Danny had opted to leave his new-old drivers license on the plane as the group was dropped off at various points; he knew the Bat as well as Tim. He knew that Bruce would find the ID, knew he would search it, and knew he wouldn’t say a word until he was sure about something.

And Danny, thanks to Tim’s memories in his mind, also knew that Bruce would never admit to a mistake as big as missing the fact that your adopted son was a twin. Bruce would try to guess who was who, and pretend like he’d known the entire time.

When Danny had stopped by the Base Camp to check in, Bruce had three tablets in front of him, all with information on Danny, and was cradling his head in his hands.

The only thing he heard Bruce say was something about possible brain damage, dimension travel, and messing up the time stream.

Then Bruce had frozen and scrambled for one of the tablets.

Danny decided he’d seen enough, and he was missing out on Damian time.

By the time the week was up, Cass and Duke looked refreshed, Danny accomplished but exhausted, and Dick, Jason, and Damian nearly crawled their way into Base Camp.

And Bruce?

Bruce refused to meet Danny’s eyes, and tried every way possible to avoid saying the name ‘Tim’, but also avoided saying ‘Danny’. Good. He wasn’t sure which one Danny was.

The groundwork had been laid.

Danny felt like patting himself on the back; this was a job well-done.

~~~~~~

Upon Danny’s return to the Nest, he and Tim compared notes about everything that had happened over a nice cup of coffee.

“Oh, also I’m pretty sure Bruce thinks that he fucked up the time line when he was trapped, and that that’s why he doesn’t remember me.”

“Oh! That’s perfect! Yes, that’ll stop him from mentioning it to anyone else. We’re in the clear to proceed as normal.”

The future was bright, and the road to happiness was paved with their family’s confusion.

@terzatheunderscorerima @darkbiscuitvoidstudent @akikkobara @reach-for-the-horizon @bitter-coffeecup @moodycow210 @kisatamao @thefantasmarex

#dcxdp #dpxdc #tim and danny pretend to be twins au #phanfic #TWINcognito mode

[jackdaw-and-hattrick]

Hey Brother

Inspired by Loli-kolinaki by larunde

Dick and Danny Greyson were close. The nine and seven-year-old seemed almost more like twins. That was until tragedy struck the Flying Greysons, both parents dying and the youngest disappearing without a trace, leaving Dick to his own devices until Bruce Wayne came to the rescue. He would come to be known as Robin, then later Nightwing, never stopping his search for his missing brother. Over time, as no new evidence came forward, Dick became convinced his brother was dead. He would be half right.

Danny Fenton didn't have many memories from before he found himself in the Amnity foster system, but what he did know he treasured, holding soft memories of kind smiles and high-flying acts. He did his best to stay connected to his roots, maintaining his acrobatic training and Romani. Then came his accident, and all that took a back seat. The accident had an odd effect, bringing back memories of falling through the broad green he now knew to be the Ghost Zone. As his relationship with other ghosts improved, he began spending time with Desiree, both bonding over their shared heritage, separated by centuries as they were. She came to care for the boy (he would not call her good, never good, but she was sweet, and that was enough)

A twenty-one-year-old Dick was having what could be called a mental breakdown. Jason, his brother was dead, and the last time they’d talked had been a screaming match two weeks before his death. His adopted dad was midway through his own shitstorm and was generally being a bitch intent on getting himself killed as well, there was a literal child following them everywhere and the damn insult of a clown was still standing. He was high when he said it, with no idea anyone was listening, let alone the consequences it would have.

“I just... I wish I had my brother.”

.

.

.

“So you have wished it, so it shall be.”

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.

.

Desiree at least had the decency to give Danny a heads-up before sending him to a separate universe to help mend his long-lost brother’s fractured life. The rules were simple; Danny could not do anything to reveal his identity, and could not return to Amnity until they knew who he was. He could use his powers, but quickly realized that if he was going to get through to his brother’s family he’d be best off at least pretending to be human. There was no Phantom without Amnity, instead, Gotham got Magpie, a man more on vacation than a mission with a spirit box on his hip and a penchant for areal silk.

Things maintained like that for a while. The Bat colony was making progress; Tim had been successfully put through therapy and had more or less stopped incessantly stalking Danny. That was until one day a chill ran down his spine. Danny did not know Jason Todd, so when he found the kid wandering around with no memories and a soul barely hanging on to a broken body, he had no idea that this was more or less his brother. Still, he took care of him, helping nurse him back to health. Eventually, Jason decided to start working with Magpie under the name Cardinal, keeping his distance from the Colony until such time as he can look at them without wanting to punch someone (luckily being Cardinal means he can do that without questions)

#danny phantom #dp x dc #jason todd #dick grayson #Magpie au #hoping I’ll write something for this but who knows? #digital art #sketches #I have struggled so much with trying to name these characters

[lazycats-stuff]

Hi do you take requests?? And if ya do can you make a 2nd part to the batfam x Damien's twin brother reader??

Yes I do take requests! And yes I can make a part 2!

Summary: (Y/N) and the family are at war. Will (Y/N) change his ways?

Warnings: suicidal thoughts, no suicide attempt, just (Y/N) thinking about it, angst, fluff at the end.

After the big fight in the cave and the benching and then the quitting, (Y/N) withdrew completely. He didn't talk to anybody and withdrew himself from all of them. Bruce was honestly worried for his son. He knew how much they could withdraw.

And Bruce and Damian were worried. Damian more than Bruce, if that was even possible. (Y/N) wasn't going to be okay if he continued this. So that's why they were standing in front of his room, knocking on the door.

" (Y/N), come on, open the door. " Bruce said, knocking on the door.

Damian wasn't so patient and he just opened the door to the room. The room was empty and the window was open. It was chilly in the room, so the window was open for a long time.

Bruce and Damian just looked at one another. Did (Y/N) escape? Damian checked the bedroom and Bruce checked the bathroom. Nothing. Everything he owned was here so where could he be.

Bruce left, he needs to ask if the others saw him, but Damian knew what has happened. He left. But he would be back, but where ever he was now...

Damian grumbled underneath his breath, leaving the room. He went straight to the cave, changing into his suit. Bruce followed him.

" The others are going to stay back and will let us know if he comes back. "

Damian didn't say anything, instead he got into the car. He needed to calm him down before talking to (Y/N). He was going to explode in anger and worry if he doesn't find him.

And if he does find him, he is going to kill him and then bring him back to life. He knows where they come from and how feelings are not really important, but they always confided in one another. They were always there for one another.

Why didn't (Y/N) see that? Why didn't he see that they care about him? Even the others, Tim, Dick and Jason worry about him, but his dumbass brother doesn't see it.

(Y/N) was standing on the fence of the bridge. He was just standing, looking down at the water. He couldn't stay at the house to think. He needed to be fully alone, near the water. For some reason, he liked to be near the water to clear his mind.

What was he even doing here in this city? With his father? Why was he here, in this awful city? He was fine with his mother and grandfather, training and going after people that deserve it.

And he felt safe there.

But he couldn't go there without Damian. Damian was the only constant in his life. The only one he could talk to if something is bothering him was Damian. He also had a bit of rivalry, but in a good way. They were pushing each other to do better.

But for some reason, Damian didn't want to go back. He wanted to stay here. And while he looked happy, (Y/N) wasn't. And (Y/N) wasn't even sure how the League was doing... If he ever could go back.

He sighed, looking down. Why was everything so difficult? Maybe it would be easier to end it all. Would they even care? Would Damian even care? Would they ever find his body if he jumped here?

" (Y/N)! "

He turned his head, hearing Damian's voice. He was pulled back onto the road.

" Did you try to jump?! " Damian asked, clearly shaken.

(Y/N) didn't even notice that he jumped the fence and was on the edge. Bruce walked up, distraught inside. Did his son really thought about suicide? Did he escape just for that?

" I didn't think... I... " (Y/N) started, but couldn't finish.

Damian watched in fear and worry. He could have lost his brother like this... He hugged (Y/N) without thinking.

" You dumbass! You could have come to me to talk! " Damian yelled, angry at the thought of losing his brother.

" Damian, calm down. I think that (Y/N) is just as distraught. However, I think you need to talk to somebody professional about this. I know a great psychologist who will help you out. Her name is Black Canary and she will be really helpful. She takes her secrets to the grave. " Bruce said, giving his son a tight hug.

What would have happened it they didn't find him in time?

" I'm sorry..." (Y/N) whispered, not able to look his father or brother in the eyes.

Bruce and Damian didn't respond to it, they just gave him a quick hug.

#damian wayne x male reader #dc x male reader #dc comics #x male reader #bruce wayne x male reader #batfamily #batkids #damian x male reader #robin x male reader

[samgirl98]

Forgotten Demon Twin 7/?

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“So, does that mean you can get us that sweet, sweet new Wayne tech,” Tucker asked.

Sam hit him in the back of his head.

“Ow, what was that for?”

“Thanks, Sam.”

“No problem,” she said.

“Betrayal from my only two friends!”

The three teens were in Sam’s basement/entertainment room. Danny had just finished giving them an unabridged version of his family’s history. Barring a few things. Like the fact that Bruce Wayne was Batman and his kids were the other Gotham heroes.

“So, what now,” Sam asked. She still couldn’t believe it. Danny was raised by assassins! She wanted to be disgusted; she couldn’t condone any life-taking, but she was also aware enough that it wasn’t Danny’s fault.

Besides, he has stopped, and he was a hero now.

“Now, I tell my parents the whole truth about Phantom.”

Sam and Tucker stared at each other.

“Are you sure, dude,” Tucker asked.

“Yeah, what if they don’t accept it and attack you?”

Danny shrugged, “They took it just fine when they found out during the whole reality gauntlet fiasco.”

“Yeah, but that was then; this is now. Danny, you just told them a cult raised you. There’s only so much you can dump on people before they break. Especially parents. Why can’t you accept me for who I am, mom?”

Sam was breathing hard at the end of her little rant.

“Okay,” Danny drawled, “Your parents aren’t my parents, Sam. I would have to tell them eventually. I might as well get it over with.”

“Are you going to tell them about the Ghost King thing, too,” Tucker asked.

“I’m not the Ghost King yet,” Danny said. Tucker rolled his eyes, “Fine, crowned prince.”

“Yeah, I am,” Danny said. For it to work, he had to be fully honest with his parents about Phantom and everything it entailed.

Sam and Tucker looked at each other.

“If you’re sure,” Sam said, “Just know we will always be here for you.”

“Yeah, dude, the three of us are a team.”

“Thanks guys.”

The three friends sat in silence for a while.

“So, are you really not going to ask for that sweet new Wayne tech?”

“Seriously, Tucker?”

“Boo,” a pillow hit Tucker in the face.

“Hey! A guy should be allowed to ask.”

____

Vlad Masters sat in his office listening in to the three friends.

He was glad he had the foresight to bug more than the Fenton’s home. (Daniel always found the bugs, anyway.) What he had just learned had him reeling. Daniel wasn’t Maddie and Jack’s biological son. Not only that but that buffoon Bruce Wayne was Daniel’s father.

What’s more, Daniel had been raised by assassins.

This changed things. He got up and looked out the window.

Daniel was a valuable asset just for being a half-ghost like him. But now, he was not only the crowned prince of the Infinite Realms, but he was also the biological son of Bruce Wayne. If he could get Daniel on his side, Vlad would have more power than he could have thought possible. Daniel would be his son, and Maddie would be his.

It was time to scheme.

____

Damian got out of the car and left as soon as they got to the hotel room. Bruce was glad he had called Dick to meet them in front. His eldest followed Damian, even if it was from a distance.

Bruce sighed. He had no idea what to do. How do you deal with a long-lost child forgotten by his mother and brother? A child who had been abandoned by the only family he had ever known? A child who Bruce had no knowledge of?

“God, I wish you were here, Alfred.”

As he exited the car, he could’ve sworn he heard the older man speak, “I’m still here, Master Bruce. Always.”

He turned and saw an empty car.

The city must be getting to him.

____

Tim had not slept since he got to Amity Park. Now that the firewalls were gone, he had done research.

What he found disturbed him.

“Duke, come here for a moment,” the newest member of the family walked up.

“Tim, you should really sleep.”

Tim took a gulp of his energy drink, “Read this.”

Noticing her brothers’ tense posture, Cass came up to read whatever had caught their attention.

“That can’t be right,” she said, “that violates the Protection Meta Act.”

“Well, it’s there and it exists.”

The Anti-Ecto Act laws were laws that carried out government-approved genocide. They allowed ecto-entities to be hunted down, studied, and exterminated without prejudice. Not only that, but the way the laws were written allowed for any ectocontaminated human to be classified as an ectoentity and stripped of all rights.

How had the Justice League missed this?

“Bruce is going to be pissed,” Duke said.

“Our new baby brother is in danger,” Cass stated.

Tim kept the tab on the Anti-Ecto Act open and took notes to present to Bruce. He was also able to find fights between Phantom and other ghosts. The kid mostly fought in the air.

Tim took more notes of every power Phantom showed. The list was extensive. He whistled when the kid gave a well-placed kick to a vampire-looking ghost. Tim could easily see the League training. It was easy to notice when you knew what to look for.

He found blogs of teenagers praising the teenager and articles claiming that he was as big a menace as the ghosts he fought. Over the years, though, it seemed that the perspective had shifted on Phantom.

He cataloged the shift after Amity Park had been sucked into an alternate dimension and Phantom had helped save the city.

There were more articles.

Phantom Saves the City from an Eternal Sleep.

Phantom Stop Giant Plant Ghost from Eating Amity Parkers.

The more he read, the more Tim learned. The more he worried for his new brother. He was different from Damian. There were no articles of decapitated people or people stabbed by a sword. Danny didn’t seem to be as violent as Damian had been.

It made sense. Talia and the League didn’t truly raise him. He had had a chance of a semi-normal life.

Tim also looked into the other hero, the Red Huntress.

She seemed more like a ghost hunter than a hero to Time. She shot any and all ghosts. There was an interview of her saying that all ghosts deserved to be exterminated. Yikes.

There was a knock on the door. It was the secret knock Bruce had taught them. Cass opened the door.

“Hey, Bruce,” Tim looked up and saw the weariness on Bruce’s shoulders. The guy must really be going through it. It made Tim feel a bit bad for what he was about to show Bruce, but the man deserved, no, he needed to know what was going on in Amity Park.

“Tim. Found anything?”

“Oh, I found plenty. You might as well get comfortable. This is going to be long.”

So, I'm better from Covid, which means I'll start working again. I won't update as often as I did the past few days but I'll try to update at least once a week.

I hope you liked this chapter.

#Forgotten Demon Twin #dc x dp #dp x dc

[dairy-farmer]

Jaytim half sibling au, where tim is catherine and willis todd's biological child. They put him up for adoption because they felt they couldn't support more than one child. Jason was only two or three at the time, and only has vague memories of his mommy's tummy being big.

Maybe tim always knew he was adopted, but didn't care much, other than the odd daydream when he was lonely. He loved his parents, so he mostly fantasized about long lost brothers or sisters.

Idk how this would progress into jaytim, but I feel like this is a deep well for exploring Jason's mommy kink lol (imagine if tim has her smile)

👀👀👀👀 okay so i had a jaytim thread fic about tim and jason being biological fraternal twin brothers here!!!

but here tim knowing he's adopted and always being curious about the family he would've had if his bio parents kept him. it had been a closed adoption. willis had insisted, told catherine it would make things easier because they couldn't afford another child. not when jason was already such a big expense, plus at least with the adoption they'd recieve some money and that would keep their heads above water for the meanwhile. catherine, of course, knows willis is right. she knows they can't afford another baby. but...this is the first baby she's ever carried and now she has to give them up. it takes a toll on her. jason recalls years later never really knowing what pushed his mom into her drug habit. as far back as he could remember he knew she'd been self medicating with drugs and alcohol. he thought his dad had been the reason. he'd hardly been a very pleasant person to be around. an asshole even. but...never a wifebeater. jason had always just sort of assumed his dad was the cause because he knows his old man had been a dealer at some point. jason only knew that because willis had harshly cautioned him against going down that path. it was one of the few times willis had tried to parent him by pulling jason by his ear away from a group of older boys that hung around a stoop across the street and harshly scolding him.

catherine never quite gets over losing her child. the only thing she has is the birth certificate and some papers from the agency that had set everything up. its what sits at the bottom of some forgotten box long after she has died and so has willis. it gather and collects dust in the closet of the apartment in the building jason grew up in. and it won't be until decades that jason scouts out the condemned building, feeling some sense of nostalgia as he determines the amount of work that needs to go into fixing the whole building up so that it can house new families. jason goes into that old one bedroom apartment, runs his fingers through the thick layer of dust. odds and end furniture that was never thrown out because that old landlord had never been able to find a new tenant after jason's dad was locked up and his mom died and no one was left to pay rent.

jason stumbling across that box, going through it, finding an odd set of papers and just...staring. remembering being two, nearly three and recalling how he'd press his ear to his mom's tummy and giggling along with her at the feeling of something pressing against his hand. its just bits and flashes like how its around the time his mom started on a downward spiral that ended up killing her.

jason finally figuring out this was the reason why. that somewhere out there was a little sibling he'd never known.

maybe he can't go to barbara with this because she'll likely spill to dick or run to bruce to tell on him. jason's options are limited and so he turns to the only other detective that might be discrete about it.

tim helping jason with his search because the adoption agency has long since shut down and were active during the time of paper record keeping.

the two of them growing slowly closer, getting to know each other better. jason thinking tim's not as bad as he thought he was that sometimes...tim might even...remind him of his mom.

he dismisses it because it was that visit to his apartment that makes him all sentimental...makes him think of his mom more often and the good times they had together like her warm laugh and the soft skin of her hand. and sometimes...when jason is dead tired and tim's is the closest place to crash...sometimes....tim does those little things that make the kid part of jason's brain just melt because his mommy is there.

jason and tim starting to sleep together and the the absolute ice bucket chill that hits them both when tim manages to track down the couple that adopted jason's sibling and it's jack and janet drake 👀👀👀

#answered asks #asks #anonymous #jaytim

[bluerosefox]

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|Why Ra’s Would Summon the Ghost King (Also Twins AU) [Part 1] |Danyal, Danny, Phantom [Part 2] |WIP [Part 3] |Bio!Dad Jason and Bio!Mom Jazz (With Oc!Kid or Son!Danny) |Ghost Gotham (With Bonus Ghosts Martha and Thomas) |Danny Says Clone Rights |Robin’s Haunted Halloween (Feat. Ghost King Danny and Ghostly grandparents Martha and Thomas) |Library Cryptid Danny |Twins to Trio? (Dani mistakes Damian as Danny, and Damian learns his twin might not be dead) |Twins AU BUT WITH ANGST! |Mom!Dani (Square up Superman) |Free Flying Graysons (Feat. Ghostly John and Mary Grayson) |Comes in Twos (Twins! Jason and Danny die on the same day) |Foreboding Words of Warnings (Feat. Competent Ghost King Danny) |Across My Memories (Feat. Ghost King Danny, Ghost!Prince Jason) |Consorthood Via Combat (Feat. Ghost King Danny, and Danny dating any Bat of your choosing) |Wrong Number Au (Danny sends a rant text to Tucker... Only its not Tucker) |Todd and Phantom, Mostly Ghostly Shenanigans (Danny and Jason try to get out of the GZ together and bond) |Ellie “I WILL bite you” and Danny “He’s just a baby” Fenton (Deaged Danny and caretaker (and tiny bit feral) Dani (Ellie) watch out Gotham, she’ll bite.) |Double Troubles (another Damian and Danny twin au but they wanna see how long their families notice they switch places) |Everything, including the bride. WAIT, BRIDE?! (Dead Tired pairing, Tim now regrets being a smart cookie as a kid and solving a magical puzzle box while Danny regrets beating Pariah Dark cause he got the old King’s bride now as his own) |CAT Ghost INSTINCTS (Damian brings home a... interesting new acquaintance who has some interesting... quirks) |Peek-A-Boo Champ! (Jazz and her baby being taken by a cult. Jason coming to save them. And Uncle Danny being the best at peek-a-boo) |Teeny-Tiny Kitten (Danielle ‘Ellie’ makes a wish and later gets found by a certain cat and bat) |Same As The Day I Lost You (Mix de-aged Danny, and siblings!Damian and Danny, add in some teleporting/portaling when the bats are fighting the League and you get this idea.) |Cuckoo Clocks (Clockwork sends a certain RR a sticky note during his solo run to come find Phantom and later find him) |The (Not) Normal One... (a reborn/reincarnted Danny idea where he’s the normal one in the batfam... only he’s really not.) |Dip and Kiss (Jason totally would kiss the person who ended the Joker in an Oscar worthy movie moment) |The Trouble With Time Travel Guilt (Danny starts an AITA thread due to his guilt over the future that will never be, he trauma bonds with fellow heroes and time travelers over it) |Friendships Between Realms (YJ and Danny Shenanigans Being Peek Friendship) |Misunderstandings and Miscommunications (Danny panics and runs, good Fenton parents want their son home, well meaning but not knowing the full picture best friends, on a war path Jazz and the maybe wooing of RH, and the DCverse getting caught in the middle of the chaos) |A Little Robin (Danny gets stuck in a Robin doll/plush and winds up in Gotham) |Kid's y'know? (Youngblood wants to be an astronaut this time, and Danny... Has to stop him from running amok the JL Watchtower) |Gothamites Never Really Rest (Johnny was a crime alley kid, Kitty was the daughter of a mob boss, and Jason was a kid they pseudo raised before their deaths. They meet again when Kitty and Johnny return to Gotham and find budding crime lord named Red Hood)

#dpxdc prompt posts #part 1/3

[dreadintensifies]

danny bio batfam prompt

so, we have seen danny is damians twin

we have seen danny is damians/jasons/tims not twin but blood brother

we have seen danny is dicks brother/twin

hell, we have seen danny as bruce waynes past fuck buddy

but heres a new idea for you- danny fenton as thomas and martha waynes eldest son

have him be estranged from the family either by choice or by being adopted/abducted, or have him "die" (ie become a halfa before the waynes are shot) but basically, bruce still becomes batman but years later reunites with his long lost elder brother, bruce feels betrayed and abandoned, alfred is ecstatic to have his eldest boy back home, and freshly adopted dick is Very Confused

(similar vibes- what if danny is *alfreds* bio son and grew up with bruce)

#everyonr in the wayne household has to die at least once #danny phantom #batman #bruce wayne #dpxdc #dp x dc #alfred pennyworth #danny fenton #hear me out- #danny would still be half ghost #idk how but he is dont fight me on this #and its just the start of

[halfagone]

You know, that recent post with more thoughts on bio mom!Selina has given me an idea. Because Bruce and Selina, in one version of canon, have a daughter. Helena. Huntress. Consider: Another twins au, but with Danny and Helena instead

You have activated my DC knowledge, and I hope you know that >:3

Helena's character is a little more complicated and I am here to ramble about that before I get to the meat of this ask. There is a universe where Helena grew up to become Batwoman, not Huntress. And that is because she was raised by her parents and didn't get separated. But since you specifically mentioned Huntress, I'll try to stick with that one.

For anyone that doesn't know this part of DC comics that well, something you should know is that there are two Huntresses. Helena Bertinelli and Helena "Bertinelli", otherwise known as Helena Wayne. In the New Earth and Prime Earth comic series, their version of Huntress is the real Helena Bertinelli, whose family was a part of the mafioso and she was dubbed a "mafia princess".

But then, there's Earth 2, where Helena Wayne was actually Robin before being sent to another universe alongside Kara (more specifically, Power Girl) and ended up taking the alias of Helena Bertinelli, who had existed in this world but had been missing/presumed dead.

So where does that leave us? [Added a Keep Reading because this got long lol]

Since you specifically addressed Helena as Huntress, I'm going to be using this comic run:

You could probably write a story about how Danny finally finds Helena again and the two reunite, thus revealing that Helena had lied to almost everyone and she was indeed Helena Wayne once upon a time. And this of course would lead to revelations and heart-to-heart discussions about Bruce and Selina's relationship and what kind of parents they were. I like to imagine that when Danny reunited with his family for whatever reason that separated them, Danny becomes Robin as well. So there are two Robins stalking the streets and scaring the living daylights out of criminals.

However... if you wanted to make things a little more interesting, we could take this version of the comic and take it for a little spin.

In the original canon, Helena has already operated as Huntress for years before Damian figured out the deception. She's already an adult, and largely on her own.

But in this case, we can make Helena freshly from the other universe. Lost and unsure and all on her own. Enter Batfamily. The moment they get her in their sights they realize that oh, she's Bruce's kid from another world/timeline/whatever their first assumption is. And then, when they get her to open up, she reveals that she has a twin. Bruce is Unwell at the information and Helena is inconsolable because they only just got him back, and now they've lost her. Her parents are never going to let her out of the house again after this!!

Meanwhile, Danny is losing his mind and their parents are trying to do everything to get her back and it's a whole mess.

If you want to make things a little more interesting, you could make Danny and Helena the only Wayne children, so that when she goes to the other universe she's super taken aback by how many siblings she could've had and "isn't that our neighbor Tim? Tim Drake? Danny's bestest friend ever? What are you doing in that egghead suit, Danny would be appalled to see you dressed like that."

Something I will have to say is that we probably don't get a lot of AUs like this because the rest of the Batfamily would probably be adults and there's a rather large age gap between Damian (as the youngest) and Helena + Danny, in this case. Unless you have them from another world, of course.

Think... Batman Beyond, with Terry McGinnis. It's an amazing series, but pretty much all of the main characters that the fandom typically writes about are retired. There is no Nightwing or Red Hood or Red Robin. Damian is alive but he's back with the League of Assassins. Let's not talk about how Tim and Barbara are married.

I think this AU could be really fun, and I'd be interested in trying it out some day. But it is one of the trickier instances. But no less exciting because of it. ;3

#halfagone replies #dpxdc

[alittlebitofloveliness]

(Kinda Angsty) Angela Shepard Headcanons

**Some of these have been lifted directly from my Angela Shepard fics on ao3**

-Shares a room with Curly and can’t fall asleep until he does, because the steady rhythm of his breaths as he sleeps has always been the most constant thing in her life

-That said, Curly also talks in his sleep and its always the most random/concerning shit and she finds it hilarious

-Has had HORRENDOUS nightmares and night terrors since she was a baby

-She used to go to Tim whenever she had a nightmare but on nights when Tim wasn’t willing to deal with her, she’d wake up Curly and they’d stay up talking for the rest of the night

-Whenever Curly gets sent to the reformatory she makes bad decisions. She shacks up with the wrong guy, intentionally gets into fights with their mother or tries to aggravate Tim and Sylvia, because Curly is her other half and without him around she’s ANGRY and HURTING and the only way she knows how to deal with that is to get hurt herself, because physical pain has always been easier for her to deal with than emotional pain

-Angela’s actions when Curly is incarcerated are part of the reason why Tim tries to keep Curly out of the reformatory as much as possible, because when the twins are separated for any stretch of time they’re straight up DEMONIC until they’re reunited and Tim does not have the patience nor the capacity to deal with their shenanigans when they’re both at their worst- and if HE can’t handle them, the rest of Tulsa certainly can’t

-Whenever Curly gets back from the reformatory the first thing Angela says is usually an insult or some sort of gripe about having to share their room again, then she grabs him in a hug tight enough to bruise. (Its the only time they ever hug each other, but Curly doesn’t shove her off because he’s been just as mental without her around)

-Both her and Curly stay sane (as sane as Shepard’s can be at least) whenever Tim gets locked up, but they’re both a little more on edge because Tim’s the only person who ever looked after them, and even though they don’t NEED to be looked after anymore it’s uncomfortable knowing the one proper adult who cares about them isn’t around. Angela still deals better than Curly, because Curly’s abandonment issues were worsened when their dad left 

-Sylvia is Tim’s best friend and the toughest girl on the east side. She took Angela under her wing and taught her how to survive as a girl on the rough side of Tulsa and she’s a big reason why Angela is as street smart as she is

-Is very small for her age, and uses it to her advantage. She’s avoided getting in trouble and being arrested multiple times because with her tiny frame and big blue eyes she’s really good at feigning innocence. The sweet little girl act doesn’t work on ANYONE who has met her more than once or who knows anything about what the surname ‘Shepard’ means on the east side

-Has (allegedly) stabbed three different men for making unwanted passes at her

-Started smoking when she was nine

-She and Curly used to fry ants on the sidewalk using pieces of broken bottles because they didn’t have a magnifying glass but wanted to see if it would work (it did)

-Shoplifts gummy bears at least once a day. Her sweet tooth is insatiable

-Worries about Curly because he’s softer than her no matter how well he hides it, which means its easier for him to get hurt 

-Is really good at math and physics but has no patience for any class that involves a lot of writing

-Has physically fought a lot of girls who pissed her off and never lost once

-Hides when she’s sick as long as humanly possible which often leads to her fainting at the most inopportune times. Multiple times Curly has had to carry her home and Tim gets pissed off every time. Curly and Tim only ever seem to agree when it comes to keeping her in bed until her fever is less than 104 degrees Jesus CHRIST Angel

-Got pregnant when she was fourteen and went to Sylvia to help her get rid of it. She never told her brothers about it and no one ever found out, although Curly could tell she was really upset about something for a while

-Hates her mother totally and completely. Curly’s biggest issues lie with their father, and Tim stopped caring about either of their parents years ago, but Angela has always and will forever resent her mother for being absent even while living in the same house

#the outsiders #angela shepard #curly shepard #tim shepard #sylvia the outsiders #ponyboy curtis #darry curtis #sodapop curtis #johnny cade #headcanon #two bit mathews #steve randle #I love her sm #Angela Shepard stan for life

[thewintersoldierdisaster]

i, uh, wrote a VERY quick and VERY unedited thing. so here ya go because the ncis/tiva/team family feels brain rot never goes away apparently 🤷🏼‍♀️

i can’t stop thinking about my own experiences at furnerals and how sometimes, despite the grief, they can be fun. when you get to see friends and family that you haven’t seen in a while, when you know the person who’s died would want to be celebrated and have people laugh and smile and tell stories. the way ducky would want his funeral to be.

i can see it so clearly - the adults alternating between laughing and crying and telling all of their favorite ducky stories. the kids (mcgee twins are about seven, victoria about eight, and tali around ten, if my shoddy math is correct) all becoming inseparable since they’re they only kids there really. they facetime a lot so they know each other but this is the first time they’ve gotten to hang out really.

tali is the ringleader, the oldest, channeling all of her dinozzo charm. victoria, her fast best friend in the way only kids can really become friends. johnny and morgan, tagging along. running around the venue with only a few admonishments about not running from ziva and delilah. mainlining shirley temples like it’s their job (this is what my cousins and i used to do, thinking we were so fancy with our bright red drinks and maraschino cherries)

the adults become the last people left in the venue - the new team and old - sitting in a circle telling stories. the men have lost their jackets and ties, shirts unbuttoned at the throat, sleeves rolled up. “remember the time i got hemorrhagic fever on the ship?” tony will say and ziva will roll her eyes because “no, you didn’t, tony. it was a freckle.”

and mcgee will laugh because this is an argument he’s heard before. but the whole story about being on the chimera will get told because delilah and jess and nick and kasie and parker haven’t heard it.

jimmy will chime in with some of his favorite ducky stories and he and tim and tony and ziva will be talking over each other in their rush to help him tell the stories, laughing at each other in the way that speaks to their long history as family.

maybe someone will call gibbs and he’ll be on speakerphone, listening to the stories and the laughter. or maybe he’s at the funeral and sitting with vance, reminiscing.

the kids will get tired and crawl into their parents’ laps. tali curled against tony’s chest, victoria against jimmy’s. tim gets johnny and morgan will want to hang with aunt ziva because there’s some hero worship happening and it’s peaceful.

no one wants to go home, so they go to jimmy’s or maybe they go to ducky’s and the kids are all put in one room, piled in a bed because they begged for a sleepover like the night before where tali camped out with the mcgee twins in the living room. they’ll wake up on and off and wander into the living room where, as the night wears on, it’s just jimmy and the original three, the last ones standing. tony’s arm is around ziva’s shoulder and she holds jimmy’s hand. tony ruffles tim’s hair like an older brother and tim bats him away, smiling.

“i cannot believe he is gone,” ziva will murmur, voice cracking. they had just seen ducky when his book tour stopped in paris, had extended his time there so he could spend time getting to know tali, getting to get the “full david-dinozzo parisian experience” which included a lot of tony’s terrible french accent and laughter.

“feels like he should have lived forever,” tim says.

jimmy and tony share a smile, thinking about tony’s words in autopsy.

“he will,” jimmy reassures them, and then it’s quiet, just the people left behind and the people returned.

#ncis #tiva #ncis fanfiction