Demi

Sam: You had a kid?

Tucker: Is it mine?

Danny, snorts and playfully kicks Tucker's shin: No, hes not yours. Hes not mine either. One of mom's old friends- Talia, or Tina? Something like that- couldn't take care of him anymore-between you guys and me, I think she escaped from a cult- and she asked mom if she and dad could raise him.

Sam: So why do you have him?

Danny: Sam after the last four, almost five, years of knowing my parents, would you trust them with another infant?

Sam: Fair point.

Tucker: So what's his name?

Danny: This is Damian, isn't he the cutest? Look as those pretty green eyes.

Tucker: Ugh look at his cute little grumpy face. Let me hold him.

Danny: *hands Damian to Tucker*

Sam: The teachers are okay with you just having a baby with you? What about after school? I thought you finally decided on a university.

Danny: There's only a few more months of school, so the teachers are fine with it. Then after graduation, me and Damian will be moving to Central City, my part time job is connected to S.T.A.R labs and they have a daycare thats willing to watch Damian during my collage courses and work hours. I thought this through Sam.

Sam: If you're sure.

Danny: I am. Besides, Damian is a little angel.

Tucker: Okay stop hitting my glasses please. *holds Damian away from him so he'll stop grabbing his glasses* Sam, you want to hold him?

Sam: No thank you. I don't like children, especially babies.

Tucker: *shrugs before passing Damian back to Danny, where Damian immediately calms down*

Danny: Come on, let's go to class before the halls get too rowdy.

Valerie: *gasp* Danny, you finally gave birth to our kid?!

Wes: Excuse you, Val, but thats obviously mine and Danny's kid.

Tim: *blinks in surprise before leaning into his phone* Uh Tam...when did I get married? And what did I do to ruin it?

Danny: *looking around* Oh my Ancients I'm in the wrong office! I am so sorry! *starts to leave only to back track* By the way your security kinda sucks. I stormed in here, obviously angry, and not once did anyone try to stop me or search me for weapons. I work for a security and bodyguard buisness, I'll leave my card with your assistant if you want to hire more competent gaurds. Sorry again for barging in like that! *leaves, politely shutting the door*

Tim: Tam I need that buisness card, and I need to know everything about that man!

Tam: Tim hes married.

AKA "Tim Drake is a little obsessive, possessive, and really, really likes his new boyfriend (Danny)" prompt idea!! No non-con, violence, or dead doves. Brief reference to human experimentation.

Inspired by this one post where Tim kept a methodical journal of Danny's resting pulse, body temperature, weaknesses, tracked him literally all the time, and Danny was like *heart-eyes* (I can't find the post now but please, I need it-)

I like the idea of Tim's idea of love being completely a bit skewed. He was neglected as a kid and craved attention, affection, being wanted; so, understandably, he assumes that's what other people want, too. He'd only had one boyfriend before. Kon was sarcastic, funny, and sweet, but even he couldn't handle Tim's... staring. The unblinking intensity in those eyes, the hundreds of pictures of himself on Tim's phone, somehow Tim knowing about Kon's conversations and experiences without having been there.

Needless to say, Tim and Kon's relationship ended with a harsh reiteration that most people need boundaries.

So, when Tim meets this very cute messy-haired boy at Gotham-U, he shoves down the instinctive urge to know everything. Mentally captures moments, memorizes them, instead of taking pictures. Shoves earbuds in to avoid listening in on Danny's conversations (oh, his name's Danny, which he overheard when the boy was speaking with the TA).

It's so hard not to obsess, though. Danny is... well, he's haunting. His crystalline eyes make Tim's heart stutter in his chest, chills rising along his arms; he swears there's this aura around Danny that's just utterly compelling. (Stop it, Tim, you'll scare him off.) But Tim can actually be a person sometimes, so he just asks, "Do you want to go out for coffee with me sometime?" And he's psyched when Danny says yes!! (He tries really, really hard not to memorize the fact that Danny likes hot oatmilk chai lattes, uses his left hand to hold his drink, and prefers not to use a coffee sleeve. Does Danny always hold his cups by the lid? Does he prefer- Tim stops himself.)

And Tim is a great boyfriend!! They go on dates (he doesn't avidly stare at the way Danny's eyes sparkle while at Gotham-U's planetarium). Tim learns Danny's favorite music the normal way (he doesn't hack into Danny's Spotify... although he's suddenly found himself listening to an artist named Ember). And Tim has a totally normal album of pictures of his boyfriend on his phone (his burner phone is a different matter entirely, but not even Batman himself could get it unlocked. Tim's got that phone sealed up tighter than the Fortress of Solitude).

Except Tim notices Danny becoming more withdrawn. More tired, dark bags under his eyes and stealing Tim's double espresso (he never does that, it's too bitter for him, why isn't he drinking his oatmilk latte?). Leaning his head on Tim's shoulder during lectures to take naps. And Tim's becoming more frantic the more lethargic Danny becomes.

Maybe he's more like Bruce "Contingency Plan" Wayne than he's willing to admit. Tim sets a hard boundary for himself: I'm just going to Google his symptoms. That's it.

He spends the next 42 hours obsessively researching Danny: hacks into his phone, downloads all his previous location history, texts, calls, background checks everybody Danny's been in contact with. Re-traces his steps down to the minute, finds all his Google searches, activates Danny's laptop webcam. He's determined to find out what's wrong with his boyfriend.

And because Tim is Red Robin, who literally became part of the Batfam because of his stalking tendencies and is one of the greatest detectives since Batman, he finds out. He finds out that Danny Fenton is one Phantom, a vigilante from Amity; finds obscure clips of newspapers mentioning a young boy's tragic death, discovers the GIW, uncovers classified information containing metahuman experimentation (let's say he doesn't quite know about Ghosts, but Metas are close enough).

Somehow, he makes a connection between ectoplasm and the Lazarus Pit (maybe not necessarily the right connection, but something-adjacent). After all, Jason was resurrected via "Evil Baja Blast" and Ra's al Ghul used it to make himself immortal. It would make sense that the GIW could sample Lazarus Pit water and use it to experiment on metahumans. So... Does Danny just need more Lazarus Pit water?

Cue Tim making use of the Drake and Wayne family wealth to literally overnight mason jars full of Lazarus water. Ra's al Ghul has no idea how it happened. He tests the reaction of Danny's DNA and the Lazarus water only to realize he was right. (Lazarus Pit waters are just excessively concentrated ambient ectoplasm, I guess?)

Tim does what any good boyfriend would do and spikes Danny's oatmilk lattes with Lazarus Pit water. And it helps. Danny is suddenly so much more energetic, there's that glittering shine to his eyes, and he looks so much healthier. Happier. Tim can't stop staring at him. If anything, he stares more, tries to memorize every angle of his boyfriend's face; he collects more candid pictures than before, always catching the gentle curl of Danny's lips when he's distracted; doesn't disengage the tracking apps or phone mirroring software.

He's just happy that his boyfriend is feeling better, more like himself. It's just a perk that Danny doesn't know about Tim's minor stalking tendencies.

Like Tim assumes Danny isn’t as bad. He assumes.

Only for Tucker to order for Tim as “Danny talks about you the normal amount for who he’s dating. Pretty sure the only reason we dont have your social is Danny learned about Legal Boundaries and takes it more seriously than his lab safety.”

It becomes a weird mind-game for the two.

Wes and Bernard gossip to each other about it, and Danny’s response to Tim stalking him being “at least this time the guy had the guts to ask me out,” while Wes throws his hands up as “i did not have a crush on you, i was trying to prove your collabs with Phantom were real asshole!”

Val’s response to finding out someone matches Danny’s freak is “cool, happy for you, now I have a Hellmouth to monitor and—Danny summon your dog to your location if he’s in big mode for fucksake!”

Sam is in Gotham. She and Danny are roommates. She relentless teases him about falling for a skater boy billionaire, of all things. She forgets stalking your crush is Not Good outside of Amity, and dating Paulina “hordes her friends and family and S.O.’s and their info” Sanchez with dragon powers is not helping her case at all.

Star comments about Tim’s eating habits absently while on a coffee run and Tim?

Tim is elated, confused but elated! Danny pays attention back!

Cass’s response to Tim and Danny’s co-stalking is a shrug and thumbs up before shovel talking Danny… who thought everyone knew the Waynes and adjacent are Bats.

Everyone who grew up in Amity assuming the same does not help.

Damian complains Bruce just failed the assignment of ‘match your partner’s freak’ with his mother.

Jason is torn between ‘toxic shit, get Tim out’ and ‘… how are they cancelling each other out?… i guess if they’re happy?’

Stephanie finds Danny hilarious for conning all of them into thinking he was normal. Then threatens him if he hurts Tim as “best friend and ex’s perks”.

Babs has Danny’s internet history and will reveal it if she thinks he’s going to be a danger to Tim. Danny is delighted he’s being properly threatened and gloats about it to Tim.

Bruce just. Stares into the distance. As Tim is happy, the relationship is consenting on all front its just. Constant psychic damage from watching them interact.

Alfred threatens Danny with a grave. Tim reminds Danny that’s not a good thing for most people as Danny’s half ghost and signs of remembrance are a Big Deal to them.

Dash complains about Danny’s latest info-dump into the group chat to Kwan about Tim’s sleep inconsistencies. The pair decide they are bribing Nocturne to get this to stop for a few days.

Jazz refuses to touch the mutual and consenting stalking her brother and his partner are engaged in. She’s not touching it with a 10ft pole, just happy for them.

Danny proceeds to cry with mixed emotions of happiness, sorrow, grief, joy and RELIEF. He noticed he feels more stable after and Joe the other ghost cant joke that he doesn’t have a grave now. Let’s just say Tim is battered and bruised after Danny shows him how grateful he is. The other bat siblings won’t let him hear the end of it.

Danny spends a lot of time at his grave to the point where they make install a covered seating area with a garden so Danny can be at his grave no matter the weather. Danny secretly has a rather large coffin, more like a secret room under his grave with various snacks, books and the like. So he has a space to himself.

Alfred was cleaning his grave one day and made a small prayer that he hoped Danny was doing alright. This summoned a confused Danny wearing Tim’s oversized pajamas. Alfred was amused and didn’t fail to take a candid picture of Danny to send in the family group chat. Sure his other grandkids would find it amusing.

Danny enters his large apartment. If he is being honest it’s too big snd he didn’t mind his small apartment in Crime Alley. Enjoying the fact it was Jason’s territory and thereby he didn’t need to protect it. Plus the added effect of cleansing some of the dirty ectoplasm that Jason had in himself and his territory. However given Tim is Tim. He had moved Danny into a rather large pent house right by his school as a baby Jesus birthday present (He hates Christmas still).

Speaking of the sleep deprived…honestly he can’t judge either Robin. He was standing oddly in the middle of their dim apartment. The man himself was currently wearing a shiny black tux and a pair of red boxing gloves while standing in the middle of the open concept kitchen/living room. His hair was slicked back with two pieces managing to break free. He was wearing a soft smile but there was a glint of mischief in his eyes.

“What are you doing Tim?”

“You in a minute- HAPPY BIRTHDAY STARLIGHT!!” Tim cheered putting both gloved hands in the air.

“Thanks babe. However that doesn’t explain the weird outfit.” Danny said putting his bag down and walking closer to his weirder than usual boyfriend. Upon further inspection. The suit is embroidered with shiny black constellations that were very accurate. His face must’ve gave him away because Tim reply was smug.

“I thought you might like the weird outfit. You always said you liked me in my gala suits and you love stars. So I had this one made specifically for you.” He replied. Danny lifted his eyes to meet Tim’s and smiled. “Don’t worry I got you one of your own. Different colors though.”

He could feel his core purr with satisfaction. A genuinely great birthday present. “Okay so I’m assuming we are going out because of the suit but why the gloves?” He asked as he let his fingers feel the definition of Tim’s back muscles.

“You’re mistaken. We aren’t going anywhere. The suit is for you to take off. The gloves are part of the game.” Tim said and immediately swung to punch him in the face. He flew back a few feet and landed on his ass. Danny looked up to the other with a feral smile. “Ghosts first language is fighting right? What better way to make you earn unwrapping your birthday present?”

This is when Danny noticed all the furniture had been moved to make room for a fighting space. The corners of the apartment had essentially been baby proof to prevent accidental injury. Tim had been watching how tense Danny had become lately. He had been wondering why Danny had seemed so pent up. So he had reached out to some of Danny’s ghost friends like Ember. Whom had laughed her head off upon realizing the issue.

“He is a protection ghost yes but he’s still a ghost. He likes things a little rough rich boy. Try roughing him up in the bedroom.” Ember had wheezed causing Tim to turn several shades of red.

Cue Tim now fighting for his life as Danny transforms and starts lunging at him. He barrel rolls over the couch to wear a green set of boxing gloves laid. He throws them at Danny who doesn’t put them on and continues lunging at him. Tim decides it would be better to take his off. Just in time for him to catch Danny’s open hands.

Danny wastes no time and swipes Tim’s legs out from under him pinning him to the living room floor. There’s a look of hunger in Danny eyes.

“Timmy. I would love if we could spar later. Right now. I just finished my exams and I would like some…..relief..” Danny whispers lustfully.

Tim smirks and flips Danny so that he is now the one pinned to the floor. Taking off his suit jacket so that hes just wearing the shirt and tie. He starts to move downwards but Danny grabs his tie snd pulls him down into a kiss. People talk about the spark of their first kiss. Tim talks about the frost. Danny’s lips and tongue are cold and send chills down his spine like drops of ice water. Danny’s finger tips are warm as he channels energy into them as he grips onto Tim’s ass.

Tim taking a second to catch some air. See just how green and flustered his soon to be Ghost King is. He slide his knee in between Danny’s legs to feel the erection threatening to bust out his suit.

“Someone is ready….” Tim teases.

“Shut up before I bite you.” Danny threatens but covers his face with his arm.

“You always bite me. I have to use makeup to cover the marks or wear turtle necks.” Tim reminds as he shimmies out of his pants just enough to get access as Danny is distracted.

He slipped on the glow in the dark condom. Cause Danny likes them and he will always practice safe sex because god forbid he impregnate the ghost king and now has illegitimate bastard children. The likelihood that Danny can conceive isn’t high but given Danny’s weird biology. It could happen so he takes no chances.

“Want me to take them off or you?” He asks as Danny has now recovered from his minor embarrassment.

“I got it.” Danny said as the pants disappeared in a flash of light.

He pulls Danny into a kiss. Wrapping his arms around the back of his head as he prepares to enter Danny’s scared realm. Lifting Danny’s legs slowly over his shoulders. He slides in.

“FUCK!” Danny yells abruptly. Tim didn’t know whether to be pleased or concerned. This wasn’t usually the reaction. He needed more context.

“Are you-“ Tim began to ask

“No no no no-“ Danny said quickly before everything went white.

“HAPPY BIRTHD- AYEEEEEEE?!?!?”

Familiar voices cheered then yelled in horror.

Danny covered his face and Tim turned in terror to see that they were no longer on the floor in their semi shared apartment. No. No, they were under Danny’s canopy at his grave. Surrounded by their family members. Dick…., Jason, Duke, Steph, Cass, Damian, Barb, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, Bruce and Alfred. Damian was holding a lit birthday cake and while Tim’s brothers held balloons that were suddenly let go and blew away into the wind.

“Oh my.” Alfred states looking away and going to get the picnic blanket.

“OH MY FUCKING-OH THEIR FUCK-.“ Jason begins before bursting out laughing.

“MY EYES?!?” Duke exclaims. Covering his eyes and Damian’s.

“Bleach.” Cass mumbles.

A camera shutter is heard.

“I TOLD YOU WE SHOULD’VE CALLED!!” Barb said shielding her eyes.

“TIM PUT IT AWAY!!” Steph screeched.

“Tuck you owe me 50 bucks.” Jazz said plainly

“Me too Tuck. I told you he was a bratty bottom.” Sam agreed.

“All that baseball we played and you still can’t pitch.” Tucker jokes defeatedly. As he hands Jazz and Sam 50 bucks each.

Bruce stood in shock and silenced. He mentally was screaming and knew he would take Martian Manhunter up on his favor of removing a memory. This was the one. Not the loss of his parents or his children or his time in the void. Accidentally summoning his son and his boyfriend while they were having intercourse. He hates magic.

Danny had had enough understandably and turns invisible. The embarrassment getting to him to the point the temperature dropped in response. This was worse than Spectra. He however was still there and thoroughly impaled. However he neglects to turn Tim invisible with him. So his neon green glow in the dark sword is now exposed as he seemingly is fucking the air.

Jason takes his laughter to a new level that might kill him again. As he falls on his back wheezing trying to catch his breath.

“IT- cough laugh- GLOWS?!?” Jason coughs out.

“At least you’re using protection Timbers.” Dick mutters putting his face in his hands.

Another camera shutter is heard but Tim and Danny cant tell from whom.

“You’re a disgrace.” Damian mutters not seeing anything because of Duke but hearing enough as Duke had already guided him away.

Alfred returns to cover Tim and invisi-Bill with a blanket. Just fast enough to save Tim more embarrassment as he finishes in front of his entire family.

Rules: make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send an ask with the title(s) that most intrigues them, then you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Tagged by: @dollarstoreartsupplies

I fear I have so, so many WIPs, so I’m only including the ones I’m (going to try my best to be) working on this year. Because otherwise we would literally be here all day, lol.

• Imposter Syndrome (Minecraft Story Mode)

• Cradle & All (Squid Game)

• Sisters (World's End Club) (this one technically already has a couple chapters out but shhh it's not against the rules so it's fiiinee)

• is that human after all? (World’s End Club)

• Maelstrom (World’s End Club)

• Insomniacs (Hatchetfield - Original Timeline)

• You & Me @ The End of the World (Hatchetfield - Watcher World timeline)

• Running From Your Problems (Hatchetfield - NPMD timeline)

• Here In Spirit (Escape the Night)

• Long Live The Night (Escape the Night)

• Blood Born (ROTTMNT)

• Guiding Light (ROTTMNT)

Let’s see:

•Laws of motion chapter 19: the winner takes it all (squid game)

•The forget me not: chapter 2 whispers of weeds. Chapter 3 “stained blue”. Chapter 4 “proof against poison.” (Asterix)

•Mission Vercingetorix (Asterix)

•Rust and resonance (Squid game)

•Unnamed laws of motion sequel

Anyways lets see... - I Swear We Were Right In The Middle Of The French Revolution! Chapter Nine, A Teen Wolf crossover with Assassins Creed. Sterek. - Vampire Stiles crossover lite edition with Dracula. Also Sterek.

-Teen wolf crossover with Wolfblood. Stiles is a Wolfblood, Derek is his big brother forcebly adopted by the sheriff and Stiles.

-Dead on Main fic. Danny is Ellies Dad, on the run and Red Hood takes them in. Romance blooms. Danny gets to eat someones soul, as a treat.

-Death Defying fic. Yes, I'm a multishipper. Danny streams his parkour videos, and accidently flips over Batman and Robin in a fight. Goes viral, Investigation starts and Romance Blooms. Danny is also Ellies dad.

I'm a sucker for Ellie getting to grow up a relatively normal childhood.

Right, who to tag?

No Pressure tags- @dcxdpdabbles @clockwayswrites @blackfoxsposts

As my ask box is closed due to the issues I was having, I can figure out a way to let people vote (maybe I can do a poll?) or I'll just have to come back to this later pff.

Anyway!

Learning to Live (Harry Potter)

The Cuckoo in a Robin's Next (Batman- All media types)

Alfred Pennyworth's not-so-secret love child (DCxDP)

Kindness and Remorse (Harry Potter)

Edward Elric's guide to Magically Mess with Magic-users (Harry Potter x Fullmetal Alchemist)

You can't sit with us (DCxDP)

The Rookie and his Mentor (DCxDP)

I have a lot of DCxDP WIPs (side eyes all the unfinished aus on my master post) so I'll just pick the ones I haven't published on my DCxDP blog.

I tag! @snow-leopard-777 @confused-squishy @jengalon @wisteriavines-side @issak @harley--queen @sexyt-a-r-d-i-s11

Danny's revenge against Bruce Wayne (DCXDP Alfred x Danny)

Undead Brothers AU (DCXDP)

Danny: I know! I underestimated big city cons. I went way over budget.

Sam: How much did you spend?

Danny: four hundred

Sam: FOUR HUNDRED!?

Danny: I'm including the hotel room.

Tucker: Oh thats not too bad.

Danny: Might be easy for you to say. Both of you guys have money to spare. My extracurricular activities make it impossible to keep a steady job. I need a sugar Daddy. Anybody on this escalator want to be my Sugar Daddy?

Jason turning around: Sure

Danny: *Gasp*

Jason: How much you need, gorgeous?

Danny:...I dont know. I was joking.

Jason: If you want, we can go back down the escalator to the con, and I can buy you whatever you want, then you join me for dinner in the nerd theme bar.

Danny dazed: Okay

Sam: What's happening?

Tucker: I think we're witnessing the beginning of a Rom-con.

Sam: While cosplaying Pride and Prejudice?

Jason: Your cosplay was why I noticed you, actually. I always wanted to romance Mr.Darcy.

Danny: And I always found Red Hood really attractive. Your costume is perfect.

Jason: Thank you, gorgeous.

AKA "Danny moves to Gotham and records TikToks with absolutely deranged captions. He films Get Ready with Me in Gotham videos, fit checks, and even A Day in the Life of a Ghost in Gotham! Except everybody is freaking the fuck out in the comments" prompt idea!

No, you don't understand, I'm obsessed. Like, what if Danny's idea of "safe" is just... anything that doesn't actively try to kill him? So Metropolitians, Star City, and Central City citizens are literally biting their nails and sweating bullets every time he posts, because what if he gets merc'd by the "Eight Heads in a Duffel Bag" Red Hood?? And that's one of the nicer villains in Gotham. And Danny's just like wow, this place is niiiiiice, I haven't even been murdered yet!

Maybe Jazz took a 12-year-old Danny to Gotham to escape their parents. Gotham's cheap, dirty, and doesn't ask questions: it's the best place to go to disappear because damn near half the city's population are either super villains, hostages, dead, or vigilantes. She gets a job at an understaffed hospital as a clinical psych intern. She enrolls Danny for online schooling because she's scared a public high school would be too easy for their parents to track.

Which leaves Danny alone for hours. He makes a TikTok account called "Danny Phantom" because, c'mon, he's a kid. And, like most kids, he doesn't really comprehend the idea of a digital footprint or that his account is public, accessible by literally anybody.

He's also a little shit. So, the first TikTok he uploads is of a man getting carjacked, but the caption reads: love to see people helping each other. remember it's always okay to ask for help! it's okay, I don't know how to parallel park, either :)

And you just see this guy in a mask shove a businessman away from his car, gesturing with his gun, before getting into the driver's seat. Except the car is parallel parked so the carjacker just slowly inches back and forth between a Prius and a Honda until he can wedge himself out of the parking space. And then gets stuck in stand-still traffic. The TikTok goes viral. It's talked about on the Gotham news and Gothamites are losing their shit, pointing out the exact moment you can see the carjacker start to soundlessly cuss through the car's windshield or the way the businessman is just... standing on the side of the road, watching with a deadpan look.

Danny doesn't know about it being on the news, but he sees all the comments, likes, reposts, and feels something. He wonders if this is what Ember feels every time people listened to her music. So, he keeps posting. Usually, it's short three-second videos of a hilariously unexpected situation with an even more deranged caption. But then he's accidentally caught in the reflection of a store front while recording and doesn't know, posts it like he always does; only for this TikTok to go viral, too. Because "Danny Phantom" is a child??

He doesn't notice the shift in his comments, but the public opinion quickly changes from wow, Gothamites are just like that huh lol to what the FUCK, kid, get inside!!! anytime he posts.

Except Danny never gets hurt. Even in the most dangerous situations, when you'd think this kid is a goner for sure, he's just happily yapping in the background. He's so different from Gothamites because he lacks that dead-eyed, despair-inducing aura of someone who's lived in a hellmouth their whole lives. (A couple people post that Danny kind of reminds them of Golden Boy Brucie Wayne, all air-headed and unrealistically optimistic, and suddenly there's memes of "what happens when you've never gotten shot in Gotham" or "how i act when Commish Gordie accuses me of shoplifting again" with them side-by-side.)

And then Danny's posts go viral again and again. Danny doing a fit check with a blond-haired woman with a checkered outfit, she ruffles his hair and kisses him on the cheek. A picture of him wearing an old jean jacket with a bright red lipstick smear on his cheek is trending for weeks. Spoiler, fully suited up in an all-purple vigilante attire, and him shoving gas station hotdogs in their mouths. He even has videos of him clearly in Killer Croc's lair, with comments of are you in the sewers??? DANNY??? and he responds, no, i'm in mom & dad's basement :) (Waylon Jones is actually sitting behind him in one of the videos, intently watching a TV show on an iPad.)

Everybody adores Danny - Rogues, Gothamites, even the Bats. (There's at least six videos of Nightwing teaching Danny how to do backflips, handstands, and other acrobatic moves. Even the youngest Robin has been caught on camera quietly talking with Danny, a shocking lack of violence that left half the city's population suffering from cuteness aggression for the kids.)

So, yeah, Danny belongs to Gotham.

But the internet is widely accessible and Danny made it so, so easy to find him. Jazz obviously didn't know he was posting videos of himself publicly; she was too tired after back-to-back 12 hour shifts at the hospital that she hadn't even checked social media in months. Otherwise, she would've told him to be careful, to never show his face or post his real name on the internet. Then again, Jazz would never have expected all of Gotham (and Superman himself, totally endeared by the kid after Kon and Jon showed him a couple TikToks) would beat the absolute shit out of anybody going after Danny.

Bruce excited Damian is making friends: Of course! Do you need a costume? I have a few ideas.

Damian: No need, I shall wear a matching costume with Daniel.

Bruce in tears and beaming with pride: The boy you have a crush on?

Damian: Yes. Please do not make a big deal out of this. He invited me as friends to the party.

Bruce: Of course. Of course.

Damian: Though I plan to change our relationship status tonight and make him my boyfriend by tomorrow.

Bruce chocked up: Good luck son

A few hours later: *Bruce's phone rings as he finishes patrol*

Bruce: Hello?

Damian: Father, I was wrong. This is not a Halloween party. This a ritual and they want to use Daniel and I as sacrifices. They lied to us and now Daniel is crying, ruining my plans. Come pick us up.

Bruce: WHAT?!

Damian distantly: Will you stop trying to stab me? I am on the phone. You are being very rude

Bruce: Damian, where are you!?

Damian: I know you won't believe this, but Father, I'm in Wayne Forest where the Ghost Boy dead.

Bruce: You're in the BACKYARD?!

Damian: I know. These fools didn't even know I live here-Whaaaaa!?

Bruce: Hello? Hello? Damian!? What happened?! DAMIAN!?

Damian whispering: Father come get me in 20 minutes. Daniel just kissed me on the mouth so he wouldn't "die with any regrets". I think I can get three more kisses before our rescue. Goodbye.

Bruce running out of the house in only a bathrobe: NO DAMIAN DO NOT HANG UP-

Damian: *click beeeeeeeep*

Bruce excited Damian is making friends: Of course! Do you need a costume? I have a few ideas.

Damian: No need, I shall wear a matching costume with Daniel.

Bruce in tears and beaming with pride: The boy you have a crush on?

Damian: Yes. Please do not make a big deal out of this. He invited me as friends to the party.

Bruce: Of course. Of course.

Damian: Though I plan to change our relationship status tonight and make him my boyfriend by tomorrow.

Bruce chocked up: Good luck son

A few hours later: *Bruce's phone rings as he finishes patrol*

Bruce: Hello?

Damian: Father, I was wrong. This is not a Halloween party. This a ritual and they want to use Daniel and I as sacrifices. They lied to us and now Daniel is crying, ruining my plans. Come pick us up.

Bruce: WHAT?!

Damian distantly: Will you stop trying to stab me? I am on the phone. You are being very rude

Bruce: Damian, where are you!?

Damian: I know you won't believe this, but Father, I'm in Wayne Forest where the Ghost Boy dead.

Bruce: You're in the BACKYARD?!

Damian: I know. These fools didn't even know I live here-Whaaaaa!?

Bruce: Hello? Hello? Damian!? What happened?! DAMIAN!?

Damian whispering: Father come get me in 20 minutes. Daniel just kissed me on the mouth so he wouldn't "die with any regrets". I think I can get three more kisses before our rescue. Goodbye.

Bruce running out of the house in only a bathrobe: NO DAMIAN DO NOT HANG UP-

Damian: *click beeeeeeeep*

Danny shooting himself in the foot out of Pretty Boy Talking to Me Panic: Ugh no. I got a boyfriend

Dick: Dang. Well, can't blame a guy for trying. Have a good day!

Later that night: *The bats having burgers during thier break on a random roof*

Dick: Hey thats the guy I asked out today.

Tim: Which one?

Dick: Third window on the top floor.

Jason: How did it go?

Dick: Rejected. He has a boyfriend.

Damian: You aren't following the poor man after being rejected are you? That would be tacky.

Dick: What? No! It was a coincidence. I just happened to see him through the window. I'm not stalking him.

Tim staring at Danny's windows with binoculars: I am.

Dick: Double R! What did we say about-

Tim: He's dating Phantom. You lost to your hero rival

Dick ripping the binoculars out of his hands: WHAT!?

Danny and Phantom trying to fuse after being ripped apart again without thier parent's tech: Maybe if we hug harder we can like melt into eachother???? Is it working???

Dick: I LOST TO A GHOST!?

In a moment of idiocy Phantom thinks shouting poetry in a public and busy street is the perfect time to do so.

As the ghost hero is busy reading out his poem about all of Danny's great qualities, the human is trying to sink into the ground and hide. On the other side of the street listening, is a certain group of siblings watching thier eldest brother grow redder and redder with rage.

Then Phantom throws his arms up, shooting off blast of ectoplasm, that burst like fireworks. They shift into a gaint heartwith Danny face in the center of it.

Tim: Yes, Mr. Fenton. Can we get a copy of the lecture slides before exams?

Danny: You may, but you have to email me at least three days before exams.

Tim: Thank you.

Steph whispering: Why did you ask that. You're auditing the class for a mission.

Tim whispering: And let the hot TA think I'm an idiot? No. Ill be the top of this class.

Steph: We're supposed to be investigating the professor not flirt with the TA

Steph: Sure, it's all for the mission.

Tim: That's my story and I'm sticking to it!!!

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Danny: Sam, you gotta help me!! One of the students keeps flirting with me! I need excuses to say no! He's cute and persistent but ethics!!

Sam: Tch, wuss. Just tell the prof and don't mark his work duh!

All the fantastic and life-uplifting fan art I have received for my DC x DP account.

Organized by the fic, they are depicting.

𝚂𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢

Danny gets transported into a fantasy medieval game as a vacation with the help of the Ghost Writer, with the only goal being to change the story's ending and make it interesting.

Danny is excited and thrilled to let loose as his life has been very stressful as of late, and he is going to enjoy this as much as possible..

Lucky time moves very disproportionate to reality, and spending years in the game won't affect his normal life too much.

He becomes a tailor.

Oh no, he's not just a tailor.

He's a tailor who just happens to be a runaway noble whose entire family was murdered by the corrupt royal family due to their abilities that could pose a threat to them.

Caelan Virellion, Duke of Starcrest "By the stars , we rise"

Even though it isn't his family, he is having fun planning a rebellion to overthrow the current king and get revenge. He disguises himself and opens a boutique that becomes popular, especially among the nobility, but it also caters to commoners.

He was surprisingly good at it. Well, you learn something new every day.

Initially, he wasn't going to go down the rebellion route, but the country was falling apart, the nobility was corrupt as hell, and the place was just one spark away from civil war if nothing was done about it.

His boutique is a front for assassins, information brokering, and the like. It was all going to plan, everything was set to go off within the next month.

Enter Jason.

Jason got trapped in the game by pure accident and is lowkey fangirling because hello, this is like the one chance he has at living his dream of being the main character of a romance fantasy set in a medieval fantasy world.

He somehow stumbles upon the main Danny, whom he immediately clocks as an important character.

Like, this man is absolutely gorgeous and has that main character vibe. silver hair, ultramarine blue eyes, and a gorgeous smile that just lights up the room.

He's bat instincts are immediately zoning in on this guy. Nope, this has nothing to do with the fact that his smile made him walk into a wall.

He has no idea what this game is about, but he'll just treat it as a vacation until the rest of the bats find a way to get him out.

Now, how the hell does he woo this guy enough to get a date?

"Again?" Dick gasps . "He just finished volunteer work at my gym."

"He will also participate in a free pet grooming and bath event with me," Damian cuts in. There is a frown on his face, which to anyone else would have looked like a scowl, but to those who knew him, was edged with concern. He holds up a flyer, showing the casting for the first event that the youngest Wayne has put together. "It's a total of eight hours."

"Add that to the hours he promised me, for the next week Fenoton will work twenty-eight hours." Tim considers the date with a deep frown. "Does Fenton have a job?"

"He has to." Steph shrugs. "I mean, the man is literally all over Gotham, working for free. There is no way he doesn't have some income."

Tim squints at her. "Yeah, but all that time he volunteers with us...has anyone actually talked to him about his personal life?"

"You know, I haven't. He actually always seems to change the subject," Jason cuts. He rubs at his chin. There is a streak of oil that he accidentally leaves on his skin. The group has been hanging out in the Manor garage, as Jason gave all the publicly seen motorbikes a tune-up. When Tim got the urge to check the details for his Neon Knights free tutoring. "He did once say he was sick and that it affected his ability to do heavy lifting. It's why I gave him the Story Time slots instead of the storybook mascots. Kids are heavy, and they like being held."

"Wait, he's reading to kids, too?" Tim asks, staring at his brother, who shrugged. "It's only twice a week. I figured he could handle six hours."

That meant Fenton was currently up to thirty-four in one week. Tim rechecks his notes, flipping through the candidates and the volunteer schedule.

Fenton was signed up for Chemistry, English, and Statistics. He had five students in total who needed help with various combinations of his subjects. Tim had no idea how Fenton would handle that and Damian's pet day, especially since he had events stacked on top of each other every Monday and Thursday.

"He's sick?" Duke repeated pulling out some wrenches when Jason made a vague gesture in his direction. He absentmindedly hands them over while frowning. "I thought he was at the hospital so often because of the volunteer work he does there."

"He works with you, too?" Tim asks a surprise. A theory starts to form in his mind, with clues and Fenton's odd behavior lining up to paint a picture he's not sure he likes.

"Yeah, he was one of the first people to sign up for my Hospital Essentials program. He's primarily responsible for laundry and gift delivery, but all the patients adore him. He even went out of his way to help nurses by doing extra tasks for them."

That means Fenton will be working forty hours this week. He had enough for a part-time position.

"Wow." Steph blinks. "The unemployed man is going on so many side quests. He was a prince for my Purple Princess thing last week, too."

Tim grimaces. "Of course he did."

"Uh-oh," Dick sings, swiveling his head towards the CEO, "I know that face. That's the I just figured out something bad face. What's up, Timmy?"

"I think Fenton is either trying to really beef up his college application, delayed as it is, or... he's trying to keep so busy he doesn't have to go home," Tim reveals, flipping through his clipboard until he lands on Fenton's application. The information is so familiar that he barely has to read it to verify his theory. "Look, his physical address? It's the bus stop in Gotham Park."

"What?"

"I think Fenton is unemployed and homeless. That this is his way of keeping off the streets as long as possible."

Cass hums before raising her hand, drawing the attention to her. "He once gave me a hug and whispered Thank you for everything you do. I thought he meant my work in breaking generational trauma, not the fact that I provided showers and sleeping space to teens running from dangerous family situations. Another black hair, blue-eyed child failed by the older generation around him."

Tim opens his mouth to answer, but is cut off by the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps. At once, the Waynes all turn to the door, listening to who was getting closer. It takes only a few seconds for Tim to place the footsteps, though, and his face crumbles into distress as he whispers. "Oh no, he heard us."

Bruce kicks open the door at full force. "There is a homeless boy with black hair, blue eyes, and a heart of gold right for the picking, you say!?"