Dash: Phantom, give the people what they want! Phantom: Er, what exactly do you guys want? Dash: Take off your shirt! Paulina: Yes, take it off!! Kawn: And flex! Flex when you take it off! Whooooo! Phantom: I can't take this off; it's my skin. A-listers: What Phantom: Yeah, when you die, the clothes you're wearing become a part of you. That's why ghosts are always wearing the same thing. Dash: B-but Batman's outfit change! The Fentons say he's a ghost! Phantom: Yeah, but Batman is older than San Marino. He's powerful enough he can change his shape. I'm only a couple hundred years old. I barely passed my Guarding Spirit test three years ago. It's why your freshmen year was so hectic. I had no idea what I was doing. Dash: Are you saying that you and every guarding ghost of Gotham have always been giving the people what we wanted?!? Phantom: Wait- Dash standing on a table: MY PEOPLE, WE HAVE SEEN BATMAN NAKED! Amity Park youth: *Cheering* Phantom: oh, Ancients. Batman is going to kill me.
"Cujo where in the world do you keep finding all these things?"
Danny looked down at a very proud looking Cujo who had recently returned from his trip.
On each trip he brought back things that he liked, lately Cujo was bringing back the most curious things.
From pillows and toys to weapons and weird clothing.
One time even bringing a golden lasso.
This time it seemed to be a sword and a jar filled with liquid with what he was pretty sure was a human organ.
"Cujo please don't take peoples organs, I don't want to get in trouble"
A sentence he never thought he would be saying,
What a day.
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Alfred: "I seem to be missing my favourite pair of socks?"
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Wonder Woman is questioning who was brave/stupid enough to steal her lasso from practically under her nose.
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Damian: Father! Who took my weapons away, I haven't even been grounded!"
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Lex Luthor: "Where's all the kryptonite I just bought?!"
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Ra's: *squinting* "Something just happened."
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Sorry this one is shorter than usual I'm in the middle of class.
Bye!
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Just an Idea
I just think
It’d be really neat if Danny looked more like Martha Wayne than Thomas Wayne.
LIKE
I love the Danny Fenton looks like Thomas Wayne or Danny Fenton is Thomas Wayne reincarnated — but the BEAUTY of Martha??
Of Alfred interacting for under five minutes with Danny, dabbing his eyes and going, “That is indeed Martha,” I WANT IT. I want Martha who was spunky and sassy and wanted to do good for her town the same way Danny wants to do good for Amity Park.
I want Martha who loved to take Bruce and the family out to star gaze because her baby had never seen the stars before, and the way his eyes light up like a mini galaxy takes her breathe away the same way that Danny feels when he turns his head up to the sky yearning for something he knew loved but doesn’t know what.
I want Martha who would literally find trouble in a paper bag because she can’t help her curiosity the same way Danny can’t help tripping over his own ghostly tail and making a mess of things before he figures things out.
I want Martha who would fight men who thought they held power, going absolutely feral from stress the same way Danny does when he’s tired of not being able to do his homework or pick up a vacuum against the wall to clean because ghosts.
I want Martha who loved the pearl necklace that Bruce had picked out for her birthday, and Danny reaches towards his neck and startles when his fingers only touch skin when he is certain there was something supposed to be there. I want Danny whose eyes linger on whites and pearls when he passes by open window stores in the mall, fingers itching to flick a nail against the smooth surfaces.
I want Martha who died bleeding underneath the hand of a gun, hoping to everything above that her boy would be safe, and Danny whose body burns at merely looking at the makeshift guns his parents create in the lab, his heart pounding desperately with a yearning to save there was someone she wanted to save the ghosts.
hey! there’s no specific order for most of these (labeled ones are just group specific i guess?) but you can find all of them below in order of release⬇️
post schedule changes constantly but usually twice a week around 5:30pm EST :)
(these all read left to right)
*not currently up to date
everyone’s accounts (part one)
everyone’s accounts (part two)
meet the civilians
#AskJTW
parent managed account core
young justice (part one)
got that dog in them
soup cans and cheese sticks
nightwing (part one)
one hundred followers!
civvies -> the origins of boris
two hundred followers!
the wall! it’s broken!
valentines day special
the court of owls
beautiful girls
bruce wayne = batman??
dream destination: gotham!
BORIS? -> episode two of the boris chronicles
who goes there?!
can i get uhhh
name five songs.
HUHHH?
ipad kid
sk8er boy
the voices
happy birthday dick
seeing double
id like to thank my
day job?
where’s your batman?
rule number one: no maiming
imminent doom!
connections = mortal enemy
on the road again
level 3 step by step guide
we’ve got a pulse!
shot gun!
summer time stench
boss baby
functioning adult 101
wing!
midnight snack
pretty privilege
mic check one two one two
magic trick
icky
fun fact!
mom’s spaghetti
childhood fascination
smoochin the homies
dream walking
duck duck goose
the adventures of bennie and signal, vol 1
super sale
BWFFL
toeing the line
hero or hoax
uppies
happy birthday, tim!
a dip in the pool, a trip to the spa
me, myself, et al.
nightwing cosplayer bruce wayne?!
a hot new bombshell enters the villa
call me!
coach’s pet
not-tweets-but-still-bat-content:
monday blues
DC fanfic recommendations:
list one
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"Danyal, its time to end this game and return with me."
Danny should had known Clockwork had something in mind when he sent him on this mission. He knew he should had been suspicious of the time keeper when he noticed the little 'this is going to be fun' smile on his face when he sent Danny off into the portal.
"Get back here you demon spawn 2.0!"
But how was he supposed to know that he'd wake up in this world version of himself in a pit full of corrupted (AND NASTY) ectoplasim at the tender age of five or that when he swam up to the surface he'd be meeting face to face with what was apparently a cult.
"-O just spotted him a block away! I'll try to cut itty bitty bridie off!"
An Assassins Cult his, new to him, loving yet a little insane mother was in charge of (though during the few months he stayed in the compound he heard rumors and gossip from maids and others alike that if his grandfather returned from the dead he'll take over once again, no doubt punish Talia for creating another heir after the failure of the last one, most likely was going to kill Danny and that... that was can of worms Danny didn't wanna deal with yet)
"Ten bucks says they try to stab RR when we get the feral thing home"
"...Losers bet...."
Danny had lived with his mother for a while after being brought back from the 'dead' for apparently the first time, it turned out training a five year old with an actual sword and a dumbass hidden revenge seeking teacher was a terrible idea.
"I swear if this one tries to murder me like the others I'm asking Zatanna if there is a curse on me."
He dealt with her high demands of perfection, the endless training, and the constant comparisons to his apparent older brother Damain... Who didn't know Danny, or rather Danyal existed.
Nor did his father (when Danny, using his powers he's kept hidden since 'waking' up in this Realm, he sneaked his way around the base and discovered how he came into the world. And tbh he couldn't blame his mom how she made him, she was an assassin first and foremost, being naturally pregnant would had painted a target on her for to long... but he also felt it was unfair and an asshole move on his unsuspecting father as well)
"As your elder brother I demand you to stop running!"
Now don't get him wrong, he did like his new mother (total badass assassin lady and all that) and he knew she loved him in her own... deadly way. But yeah, she really shouldn't be taking care of kids. He could tell she struggled with wanting to be a normal mother but her first instinct after so many years was to be an assassin first.
Something she was trying to engrave into Danny with as well.
"Ah, hello Beloved. I see you've learned of our Danyal."
"Talia. Back away from him and leave Gotham now."
"I can not do that. The League needs an heir and since Damian refuses to return... I have decided to create a new one and I shall not be leaving until he returns with me."
"Talia."
Hence why when Danny, or rather Danyal al Ghul had gotten decent control over his powers he decided to leave the League. Again nothing wrong with the life his mom leads, to each their own, but he... really, really didnt want to be an assassin. Or an assassin heir.
So here he was, after almost a year on the run, using his powers and training to out smart and out maneuver his mother and her many band of Assassins, in Gotham. One of the last places he ever wanted to run to cause he knew his father and brother lived here.
It was just his luck that his mother had managed to intercept his train ride that passed into Gotham for a few hours and forced him to run into the city...
Add her assassins into the mix and running into Robin, who heard from Oracle his mother had been spotted chasing a young boy across the city, that same night.
After that it became a full on "catch me if you can" chase for not only his mother but for the batclan as well.
And after two whole days of chase, it seemed like the final showdown was about to begin because everyone was on top of this rooftop, his mother and her assassins on one side, his father and the batclan on the other and Danny well... he was right in the middle of all of it.
He just had to hope no one would notice him once the fighting started...
Danny meets JL members: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8
Imagin Danny and Damian as twins: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3
Constantine is a father??: Part 1, Part 2
Test Mission: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4
Lantern corp: JL members #8, Part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4,
Danny + Aquaman: JL members #6, part 1
Dick finds out he's a dad: part 1, Part 2
Bruce has another kid........but this one is not adopted: Part 1, Part 2
Wrong Number: Part 1, part 1.5, part 2, part 2.5, part 2.9
Sixteen Bucks and a Grudge: Part 1, Part 2
ill update this as i go
Enjoy!!
Her way, of course.
When she knows he's due to come home, because she knows his work schedule, she fills her hand with whipped cream and goes invisible, waiting just inside the door.
The door opens, she sees a flash of blue eyes, and slap! She slaps the whipped cream in Danny's face, going into the visible spectrum and laughing.
Then she stops laughing.
That's not Danny.
That's some other guy, who looks very, very confused and shocked.
"...Okay I swear I didn't mean to break into your apartment."
Or; Clark Kent works the same hours as Danny Fenton. They even live in the same apartment complex, albeit on opposite sides. Then again, 9-5 jobs aren't uncommon. Dani slaps Clark in the face with a handful of whipped cream. Clark's stunned that he didn't hear or see anyone in his apartment and actually got successfully pranked.
AU where the Justice League forms like usual, except Batman maintained his “totally a myth” status and has in fact been active for years before the JL forms. He’s very cautious about trusting them, but still joins, and the others sort of accepts that as long as they trust that Batman has a really hard time with trust, it will all work out in its own weird way
Then, one day, in the middle of a JL mission, the League gets in a tight spot. Out of nowhere, this blue and black blur swoops in and saves everyone’s ass. Maybe breaking some shackles that were proving very difficult, maybe disarm a bomb that the League was just a hair’s breadth too slow to reach without help, but whatever happens, the shadowy figure pauses just long enough to say, “Hey, Batman, you know you there are these things called cellphones now and you can just call sometimes, it doesn’t have to be this dramatic?” and bounds away after shouting ‘let’s do brunch! Bring your new friends!’
Batman is mortified.
No one lets it go.
The entire rest of the mission, the whole League is asking so many questions. Who was that? Do you know him? How do you know him? What’s going on? I didn’t know there was a vigilante in this area?? They don’t let up until he talks.
“That was Nightwing.” Batman is mumbling. The JL forces him to bring them to the Brunch. Brunch happens to be in a run-down apartment on the edge of a bad neighborhood, at five in the morning, in costume. Nightwing introduces himself as Batman’s lovechild with justice.
“I did not realize Batman had a child,” Martian Manhunter says, calmly enough that no one’s sure if he’s accidentally plucking a really loud thought out of the air or if he’s trying to make a joke.
Nightwing stares for a moment falling over laughing. He doesn’t get up. Batman starts trying to apply anti-Joker venom but Nightwing just kicks him and laughs until he cries. He keeps trying to wipe his eyes and his mask keeps getting in the way, so he asks everyone to leave so he can please get a hold of himself
He is still laughing when they leave. Everyone is confused. Batman is furious. Nightwing manages to breathe long enough to say, “We’re just so glad you’re socializing now, Batman.”
Superman turns to look at Batman very slowly. “…’we’?”
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Skulker threw him into a building so ecto-infested that Danny actually got a concussion.
Then at school he'd gotten green paint spilled on his shirt.
The day continued on that fucking train of luck.
He'd gotten fucking waterboarded in a toilet by Dash.
He'd gone to turn in his homework, only to realize he'd only dreamed about doing it in the thirty minute nap he'd gotten before school.
The schoolbus splattered him with a muddy puddle.
He lost one single shoe to the gutter in front of the busload of classmates.
The Observants didn't give him any time to breathe and immediately dragged him into a meeting about tax law, subtly insinuating that he was stupid when he was too tired to keep up.
Then, the icing on top; he'd gotten summoned.
The Justice League, trying to summon the High King of the Infinite Realms to force the creature into a contract where it would never attack their dimension, is met with uh.
Not what they thought.
A worn, soaking wet, one-shoe-only teenager covered in paint and mud with dazed eyes staring at them from inside a summoning circle that's impossible to escape from.
Then he breaks down, sinks to his knees, and to the absolute horror of everyone there; starts sobbing uncontrollably.
Black Canary is desperately trying to calm the kid down, Zatanna is ripping apart the traps she herself helped set up, Constantine is trying to justify himself to the rest of the League (he was the one who made this seem like a good idea), and Flash has already gone to get some extra sweats for the kid.
Good parents Janet and Jack Drake put Tim through those child safety courses where they teach kids how to protect themselves in case someone tries to kidnap them.
The issue is that Tim is a feral little gremlin of a child with a very strong understanding of public personas and knows to keep his feralness behind closed doors or where no one can see him. So in front of all the parents and instructors Tim keeps letting himself be too easily shoved into this car because he’s out in public and he’s supposed to be polite.
Jacks not having it. He’s not about to have his son shown up by little Suzy with the blond curly pigtails who screams like a banshee and kicks hard enough to end family lines.
“Tim,” he says pulling his 6/7 year old son to the side. “If you can go the rest of this session without letting them shove you in that car once, I will buy you whatever camera you want.”
“Plus accessories?”
“Anything you want.” Tim smiles in that oh so familiar way that swore chaos upon you and your kin and from where she was sitting Janet sighs, sending a text to their lawyer.
The next round is a free for all. Tim is cussing them out in Russians, then french, then possibly ancient Egyptian? (“who taught him how to cuss like that?” Jack asks while Janet hides turns her head to hide her smile). He’s punching, kicking, and there’s definitely biting involved. Somehow Tim managed to twist his way onto the instructors shoulders and has him in a child sized chokehold.
Needless to say, Tim gets that camera and then some. The Drakes happily pay for the instructors medical bill (just a mild sprain and a dislocated shoulder) and thank them for teaching their son the importance of not being kidnapped.
There’s a standing agreement between Jack and his son. Every time Tim avoids being kidnapped he gets some kind of new camera something. It’s to a point where Tim has a reputation in Gotham among the underworld as unkidnappable (not that it stopped people from trying).
Of course over the years Tim’s parents stuck him in multiple martial arts classes (on Tim’s request. This boy wants those camera’s) so more times than less he knocks out his assailants, takes a selfie with their unconscious bodies, and sends proof of avoidance to his parents alongside a link to whatever equipment he wanted.
This is all well and good until Tim becomes Robin. It shows up…I want to say three times that really stand out. The first time is with Ivy. Tim’s been hit with something that leaves him somewhat disoriented, but he’d trained for this. He’ll be fine. Ain’t no rogue getting him to a secondary location no siree. So he goes full feral mode and manages to knock out Ivy. To which he immediate pulls out his phone, takes a selfie, and sends it to his parents with a link because it’s habit and he might be concussed.
Within 24hrs the Drakes are standing at Bruce’s door with questions and also that new Camera lens Tim requested. Tim is hiding his face in his hands completely embarrassed because he does not remember sending his parents the selfie of him posing in full Robin gear with an unconscious Ivy behind him, but here we are. (The Drakes expect regular injury reports and also hash out a deal for Tim to stay at the manor whenever they have to travel. Also Tim’s grades have to stay up and he’s not allowed out during finals).
The second time is probably with the joker. There’s an Arkham breakout and Joker escapes and does manage to get Tim. The Bats are out in full force looking for him when a message pings in their group chat. It’s a selfie of Tim, looking worse for wear with a somewhat foggy look in his eyes, but theirs a feral smile in his face and a probably unconscious and not dead joker in the background.
“Talk shit get hit.” He’d messaged followed by a ping of his exact coordinates.
The most recent and most memorable happened post time stream shenanigans. Ra’s is a little too obsessed with Tim and Tim is just a little too sleep deprived to play along with the pseudo immortals mind games. When asked Tim will admit to remembering nothing, but the proof is in the family chat.
“Get good.” Followed by a selfie of Tim hugging what was probably a mug of coffee but behind him were at least 4 ninja’s and Ra’s Al Ghul himself slumped unconscious looking like they’d been attacked by a wild animal.
“Also I’m on a boat in the middle of Gotham Harbor can someone come pick me up plsssssss.”
part 1
Jason wasn't expecting to know who Ellie's dad was. even if he did, it would have been in passing.
It took a while to convince Ellie that he needed to take the blood work to find out what was going on; she eventually agreed but she had to be bribed. it was nothing a little ice cream couldn't fix.
Jason opened the results after Ellie went to sleep so she wasn't looking over his shoulder. He's an uncle apparently. He's assuming the replacement has no idea about his kid and he is not excited to bring it up to him.
In other news, apparently Bruce has another kid. This Dahlia is apparently Damien's full-blooded sibling. Jason is really hoping Tim didn't know because if he did and didn't tell anyone there will be blood.
He sends a text to the replacement to swing by after his patrol so they can talk. Jason hopes that Tim will at least have a lead on whatever the hell is happening.
Jason really wants this just to be a bunch of coincidences but in their line of work that's probably not.
While waiting for Tim Jason's going to make plans to spoil his new niece. He already has a one-up on Golden Boy and he plans to keep it that way.