TUE AU:

The Tranquilizer

In this AU the justice league and Danny have a sort of 'truce' where danny is part of the justice league but he's a heavy hitter so he only really comes out when it's a dire situation. (He was hit with the full jack fenton growth spirt in this)

Danny is also ruling the entire infinite realms as his main occupation, and is studying as a (whatever) major.

So combined with the recent attack on earth which he was called to, his finals and the new influx of ghosts and their paperwork Danny has been running off of a few hours of sleep and a weird concoction of caffeine and redbull. This admittedly was not good for his health and it was seriously starting to worry his significant other, a ferocious goth, Sam.

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Sam has had enough of Danny's nonsense he had not come to bed for the last 4 days and has been working himself to death no pun intented. So she packed up her things and made her way to the place she knew Danny would be.

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Danny knew this was coming, it had not happened in years bit Danny knew Sam never left home without it. He was just hoping that she would have atleast waited till he was done with he's meeting! What would Martian manhunt think of him after seeing his pregnant wife tranquilize him? Oh and how the hell was she able to carry his 6'3 figure while pregnant?!

AU where Jason just shows up in Gotham under his real name and people are like, “didn’t you die?” And he’s like, “didn’t stick,” but it’s Gotham and so no one cares or really thinks twice about it. It is never mentioned in Gotham again. It’s a trending topic in most of the rest of the country. No one knows anything.

I don't know why, but Penguine!Shifter Danny has been stuck in my head for a while now.

Especially with that clip of the giant baby penguin going around. I just imagine larger than average baby penguin Danny hanging out with this colony of penguins somewhere, having the time of his (after)life. Especially if he's up in Antarctica, where he gets to enjoy the stars AND the Aurora Boriallis. For extra laughs, the penguins he's hanging around aren't even the same species as him, and are smaller in size. So more often then not, Danny finds his baby penguin ass stuck in the middle of a giant cuddle pile.

Cue researchers seeing this way-above averaged sized baby penguin living with the wrong colony. Obviously they would try and return him to the right colony, seeing as he definitely would have problems getting fed properly by whatever penguin is taking care of him. Only, when they try to remove this oversized baby with unnaturally bright green eyes, all he colony gets offended and chases them off.

Eventually this spreads to the news and a certain animal-loving Robin is doing his best to convince his father that this could be a case for him and Superboy. It's low-stakes, has no dangerous rogues, and he's helping people with something rhat is a non-emergency. It would be good for PR or whatever, making him seem less scary to the masses for weilding a sword. He sees that thoughtful smirk Bruce, he already knows he's won. Yes, yes, he'll take one of his brothers as supervision, he's not a child! He knows how out-of-Gotham missions work!

On the other hand, the GIW are looking for escaped specimen Phantom and having very little luck. Until they randomly come across a scientific article about a very unusual penguin. One with very familiar green eyes.... I mean, it might not be Phantom, but it's definitely the type of stunt a ghost would pull. They should probably investigate.

You know that headcanon about Tim solving cold cases while he stalks the bats? I’m having Thoughts about it. About him being pseudo-adopted by Commissioner Gordon. Aggressively fathered by the person he sends proof of drug deals and police brutality and solved cold cases to. He and Barbara hack into each other’s tech and leave messages. After Jason dies Tim follows Batman around on patrol and uses the Commissioner to get ambulances to whoever needs it. Tim becomes Robin and still works closely with Gordon and insists that Batman can’t kill but a week later maybe he’s presented with a licence to carry. Maybe Tim shoots Joker in the head, and maybe when Jason comes back he hugs Tim instead of beating him up, and maybe when his parents die Commissioner Gordon adopts him instead of Bruce. Babs is a great older sister. They’d spend so much time hacking into the FBI and Justice League for shits and giggles.

Idk. Thoughts.

Wes forgets, sometimes, about his curse. He forgets at the worst moments.

He'd been taking a moment to himself, hanging out on the bleachers after school, when he'd heard the A-Listers talking about superheroes.

Specifically, they were laughing at Dash as Dash tried to convince them that Batman, and all Gotham heroes associated with him, were vampires that were a part of a coven and secretly running that city.

Wes, ever nosy, spoke up.

Wes should not have spoke up.

"Batman isn't a vampire, you idiot, he's a billionaire playing hero."

Now all of Amity Park is convinced that Bat-affiliated heroes are vampires, and they're spreading that curse-backed "knowledge" to the world via any social media outlet they can find.

Wes ignores it, at first. It isn't a big deal, just some stupid conspiracy theory.

Then news reports start popping up of people trying to attack anyone Bat-affiliated with wooden stakes, or holy water, or in some memorable stories; hollowpoint bullets they'd altered to hold holy water.

Now it's a problem.

Now he's created accounts on all social media platforms, blew his allowance on ads to spread his brand, and runs the most adamant conspiracy channels on practically everything, shouting that Batman and his associated are vampires.

Because if he says it, then no one will believe it.

He just has to spread this version of the curse far enough that it starts to undo the other one.

Naturally, with so many curses being flung around, the JLD take notice.

Dp x dc 147

The infinite realms houses many souls. New ones are unheard of .

When plasmius fully formed it was felt by all magic users a in every dimension. A sign of a new realms ghost. Whose power level was high but not quite an ancient.

Then a second came nearly 20 years later. A lower lvl one. Still capable of tearing a whole In dimensions to travel.

Then the third. The same year. When phantom formed. It was from pure ectoplasm the very thing that fills the infinite realm. Phantom was created by the realms itself. An ancient in the making.

Somehow a third in a year. But one that felt wrong. Powerful but then it sapped away coming back. It felt unstable before the sensation faded.

The JLD know these have all come from there dimension. Somehow 3 new realms ghost had been created in a year. They had already been trying to track the first. It was constantly coming in and out of the realm.

Then the baby ancient formed. The three newest realms ghost were often felt together. The three frequented an area in Illinois. On the maps a wooded area.

No one was expecting a town. Nor the baby ancient desperately defending a green glowing dog that wasn’t moving. Or the ghost who looked like. Gender bent younger version.

Especially not for the younger ghost to turn back into a living and breathing human.

Why where these guys in white even attacking the realms ghosts?!?!

DP x DC prompt

From the mind of one of my friends on Discord.

Bruce gets reincarnated as Danny. Tries to leave Batman behind, only to get ghost powers when he’s 14 like in canon. He creates his identity as Phantom in a much more believable disguise as he had the hood and goggles up when going into the ghost portal. His ghost form because of this ends up looking like it has bat ears. Hence, the birth of the Phantom Bat.

a few things that came up in the discussion of the idea to be uses or thrown away as needed

DP doesn't have Batman unless you deicide that the comics exist

Youngblood starting up Bruce!Danny’s serial adopter syndrome again.

Bruce!Danny will wonder if the Joker somehow followed him when Freakshow roles in

talking about Bruce!Danny being conflicted about his parents in this life

Bruce!Danny has to live with himself when he realizes that he is now exactly the kind of kid he liked to adopt in his last life

lots of talk about if Sam and Tucker should be reincarnations too Sam being Selina and Tucker being Clerk were tossed around a lot

though that was also stated for them to only get their memories of their last life after the last wish in Memory Blank as Sam's wish was basically to reverse her previous wish but make sure Sam Tucker and Danny remember everything that happened when she wish to never met and Danny keeps his new symbol

Teacher!MC Part 69

*MC teaching the class but notice a certain student reading something*

MC: And what you might be reading?

Student: Ummm. You don’t want to know….

MC: Well if you reading this it in my class then I want to know.

*MC took the book and read it*

Student: W-Wait!

MC: What…the hell is this!? Is this a book about Me and Boogeyman!! Who wrote and draw this!? …and why are we banging near the end!?

Other student: Wait you got MC and Boogeyman? Can I read it? I’ll let you read the one with MC and Mononobe.

MC: What!?

Another Student: No fair! I’ll eat you read the one with MC, Ziz and Azazel!

MC: Excuse me!? What even going on and where are you getting these!

*Meanwhile*

Hecate: I’m going to create the biggest project I ever done…MC with Aegir, Dagon and Trition at the same time! Man, I’m on a roll!

Danny has a new BFF. She's an adult, but she's like, one of the only adults willing to listen to his bitching. Her name is Vicki Vale.

He met her by sitting next to her at a coffee shop (there were no more empty tables) and letting out a world-weary sigh.

She'd asked him if he was okay.

He'd taken that as permission to just go off.

He finally has someone to complain to nonstop, and most of his complaints are not ghost related.

Oh no no, he has Tucker and Sam for that.

No, most of his complaints are Vlad related, and also by extension Rich People related. He knows so much shit about them because of the gossiping ghosts in Vlad's Hidden Forest Manor, and he's been fucking dying to spill the beans to someone.

Vicki is practically vibrating in her seat as this random nepo baby (because he has to be, how else would he know this crap with receipts to back it up) spills the filthiest tea she's ever heard about the upper elite.

DP x DC Prompt #6

Phantom is sitting at the Batcomputer, kicking his legs back and forth. With the seat last set for Batman's height, his feet barely skim the ground. He's propped his head up with one hand, examining something he is holding between his thumb and forefinger in the other.

He is very casual for someone who has never been told the location of the Batcave.

"Phantom," Batman grunts. Phantom doesn't glance his way, likely having heard the Batmobile pulling in.

"Hi Bruce," he says. "I had a nightmare last night."

It's important to note that The Justice League does not know Phantom's true age, although there are several theories:

Theory One: he is a ghost dating back to several thousand BCE. The proof of this is sparse but present, through written record of beings with white hair and green eyes and uncanny likenesses found in artifacts proven to be authentic. Could these truly be Phantom? Yes. However, there is

Theory Two: he is a teenager, as his visual presence suggests. This could be true even if his existence is thousands of years old, as his mentality might not have advanced beyond that of a child aged fourteen to sixteen when they died. This is supported by his general behavior and advanced knowledge of memes. The few times he and Red Robin have interacted, Bruce did not understand a word of it without extensive googling. But worse, of course, there is

Theory Three: Phantom is the age of his first recorded appearance in modern times, only a few years ago. Phantom's recorded appearances in the past were sparse compared to his consistent existence in this century, which could hint at a timestream accident similar to Bruce's own, if they are real. And ultimately, this would not be the first time a two year old presented as a teenager in form.

Two out of three options propose Phantom is a child, and so Batman's tone is gentle when he says,

"Did you?"

"Yeah," Phantom says, words almost a sigh. Whatever is in his hand catches in the lamp light, shining green.

It's kryptonite. Phantom is holding a shard of kryptonite.

"Sorry." Phantom twirls his chair around to face Bruce. He holds the shard out in his palm. "I called you Bruce, didn't I? I know you hadn't told me yet."

"That's okay," Bruce says. He takes the shard calmly, his suit's layered biometrics disguising the fact his heart is racing. He recognizes this chunk from his stores, kept in the secure, deepest, impenetrable section of the cave coded to his DNA alone.

He's been aware Phantom's powers include invisibility and intangibility, but the ghost has been benevolent, honorable, and heroic since introduced and he had allowed his guard to slip. All it would've taken is being tailed one time, and now he must rely on that benevolence.

"And I'm sorry about that," Phantom says, nodding at the belt Batman has tucked the kryptonite inside. It will do nothing to stop Phantom should he decide to pluck it away again, but kept out of sight in a lead-lined pouch still feels safer than out in the open.

"I needed to make a point." Phantom says. The words are threatening but his tone is not.

"Oh?" Bruce asks, wary nonetheless.

"I'm really strong," Phantom says. "I can walk through walls. I can disappear. I can fly. I can blast and freeze stuff. I don't need to breathe. Traditional weapons don't really work on me."

"I can duplicate," a voice says from behind Bruce. He whirls around, batarang in hand, to see another Phantom rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "That duplicate will have all the same powers," the doppelganger says, apologetically. He floats back over to the Phantom sitting on the chair and the two merge.

"I have bad powers too, ones I don't like to use. I can scream at things until they fall apart, even buildings. I can...I can possess people, and make them do things," he admits, unable to look Batman in the eye. "It's not that all ghosts are like this, pretty much all of them aren't, it's just that I'm one of the stronger ones, and I'm only going to get stronger, and the stronger I get, the more powers I might get, and the less weapons even made especially to fight ghosts will work on me."

None of this is phrased as a threat, but rather a confession.

"Why are you telling me this?" Batman asks.

"I had a nightmare," Phantom repeats weakly. He reaches under the computer table and pulls out a purple JanSport backpack, cotton dirty and frayed with use. He unzips the front pocket and pulls out a small plastic baggy. He offers the baggy to Batman, his hand shaking.

Batman takes the baggy, examining the contents. Inside are six tiny little dots. They look like poppy seeds, but held up to the light are a deep purple in color.

"Phantom, what are these?"

"Hemo Prunus," Danny says, eyes stuck on the baggy. He's paler than usual. "Colloquially: blood blossoms. At the time they were grown it was believed they required drops of blood to grow, but a friend of mine who likes plants thinks it's more likely they actually just like a higher quantity of iron in their soil. You know, truths found in witch's tales and stuff like that. I don't know much about their care beyond that but I do know they were grown previously in Salem in the late 1600s, early 1700s during their summer seasons with some amount of success so perhaps you can mimic that environment and go from there. From what I've gathered they're incredibly difficult to grow, but I figure if anyone can do it it's you."

"I'm not exactly the gardening type," Batman says dryly.

Phantom laughs faintly. He looks like he's about to pass out, which should be impossible and is not the correct reaction to gifting someone a rare piece of flora.

"Phantom," Batman says again, slowly. "What are these?"

"They're my kryptonite."

Bruce closes his fist over the bag immediately, taking several steps back to put distance between himself and Phantom. "Are you alright?" he asks sharply.

"I'm fine," Phantom says, waving a hand. "As seeds they just sting a little, like nettles."

That's not the reaction of someone being lightly stung, Bruce thinks. Phantom looks like he needs the chair he's sitting in just to stay upright.

Then the rest of his words click together.

"You're giving me these," Bruce says.

"Yes," Phantom says. "For safekeeping."

"To grow."

Phantom's smile fades. "For safekeeping," he says, looking at Bruce's belt. Where he has stored the kryptonite.

The enormity of what Phantom is entrusting him with hits Bruce like a ton of bricks, and he finally realizes that Phantom is not sick but terrified. He is quietly, deeply, terrified. Bruce also realizes that a reaction like that is not born out of fear of the unknown but is the reaction of someone who has felt the sting of the bee and felt their throat close up. At some point Phantom has felt the blood blossom flower, and the sheer memory of it is enough to make the ghost go almost catatonic with terror.

And he has still handed over the one weapon that can hurt him to the Batman, and told him all he knows on how to make more.

I had a nightmare.

"Is this all of it?" Bruce asks, the question coming out brusquer than intended. Phantom blinks.

"Yes, I'm sorry, that's all I could--yes that's all," he stammers.

Bruce shakes his head. "I mean, does anyone else have access to it? Is anyone else growing this that we should be aware of?"

Phantom can't mask a sudden shudder, his reactions always woefully transparent (pun not intended). "No, that's the last of it. No. No. I don't think," his eyes grow wider, "I don't think so," he whispers, to himself, an attempt at comfort.

Way to go, Bruce, a familiar voice whispers, you just scared the kid harder. Bruce drops the packet on a table beside him and strides forward to put a firm hand on Phantom's shoulder.

"I'll make sure of it," he says. He'll pull Kal in and together they'll make sure, the same way they raided every GiW base across the United States four months prior. Phantom looks up at him the same way he did then, with complete and utter trust.

"Thank you," he says quietly. "But if you do...if you do find any more, promise me you won't destroy it. Promise me you'll keep it, the same way you keep the kryptonite. Please, Bruce."

He's not just asking him to keep it. Another weight finds its place, settling on the Bat's shoulders like the cape he wears. Another contingency for a hero he fears will one day be a dear friend.

"I promise, Phantom."

"Danny," Phantom says, "My name is Danny. A name for a name, right?"

"Danny," Bruce says, heart growing ever heavier. "I promise."