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Danny Is An Alternate Version Of Ra's Al Ghul And Flash Already Called Dibs On Adopting Him
Danny In All His Sleep Deprived Slightly Scuffed Up From A Fight Glory Is On His Way To Clockworks Tower To Hopefully Get A Nap And Maybe Some Homework Done When A Natural Portal Opens Up In Front Of Him And Proceeds To Unceremoniously Drop Him In The DC Verse Just Outside Of Central City Before Promptly Closing Leaving A Tired Danny Behind In A Run Down Abandoned Parking Lot.
It's Times Like This When Danny Regrets Putting Off Learning How To Make His Own Portals, Cause Now He Is Very Much Stuck For The Foreseeable Future And He Has No Idea Where Or When He Is. Luckily For Him However Central City Isn't Too Far Away, Unlucky For Him However Is That Once In The City He Realizes This Isn't His Dimension. He's Pretty Sure He'd Remember Something Called The Justice League.
So What Do You Do When Supernatural Bullshit Fails You? You Fall Back On Your Mad Scientist Roots And You Make A Portal Gun. So That's Exactly What Danny Plans To Do.
Unfortunately Staying Alive And Building Questionably Safe Portal Technology Requires Money And Supplies, So He Ends Up Wandering From City To City Doing Odd Jobs/Fixing Up Busted Tech For Cash Or Unwanted Electronics For His "Operation: Get Home" Needs. This Obviously Ends In A Few Superhero Encounter Shenanigans.
Though He Always Ends Up Back Near Central City, Both On The Off Chance The Natural Portal Will Open Up Again And Because Out Of All The Superheroes That Apparently Exist In This Universe The Speedsters Are His Favorite (Red Robin Is Solidly His Second Favorite Ever Since The Gotham Vigilante Gave Him A Large Coffee Filled With Enough Caffeine To Kill A Man).
Unbeknownst To Danny However Is That Every Hero/Vigilante He Has Encountered Has Come To At Least One Of The Following Conclusions; 1. Run Away Meta Who Is In Desperate Need Of A Good Meal/Adoption Bait. 2. Possibly Red Robin/Tim Drake Clone 3. A Good Kid But Could Possibly Be A Future Rouge If Left Unsupervised. 4. Did Bats Get A New Kid And Why Is He Here?
All Flash Knows Is That He Saw The Kid First And Therefore Has Dibs. Suck It Bruce.
Fast-forward A Few Months And Danny Gets Hurt During A Rogue Attack While Trying To Help Some Civilians Get To Safety (Old Hero Habits Die Hard (Ha Die Hard) And All That Jazz) And He Nopes Out Once Everyone Is Safe And When The Paramedics Are Busy With Other People Unaware He Left A Blood Sample Behind.
One DNA Test Brought To You By Paranoid Bat Concerns Of A Possible Red Robin Clone Later And They Find Out That Dannys DNA Matches One Ra's Al Ghul.
They Now Think Danny Is An Escaped Ra's Al Ghul Clone.
I was hit with Brain Worms about this au last night at the sane hour of 3am (my dorm's AC turned off and i woke up sweltering and couldn't fall back asleep) and now that I have the time and energy to sit down, i am going to TALK about it.
I'm reverting back to my middle school roots and playing the game "how much can i fuse this character with another before the host character becomes recognizable".
AKA: How much Ras can I make Danny before he stops being Danny. And I have SO much practice here, i am frothing at the mouth. Beautiful world and character building here.
SO, meet Danny Fenton! At least, Danny Fenton to the rest of the world. His full name is Ras Danyal Alghul-Fenton. It's a mouthful, I know, but that's what makes it fun! Known as Danny to his friends and the world, known as Ras to his family.
Fenton is actually his mother's name, Alghul is his father's. Yehya Aghul, who changed his name to Jack legally for an easier transition immigrating to America with his family. But to family and friends, his name is Yehya. (Yehya is the arabic spelling of John, and Jack is a nickname variant for John, hence why his name is Yehya)
Yasmeen and Ras; Jazz and Danny.
The LOA is situated in Nanda Parbat, as it does not exist in Danny's world, it's simply the little town/village Jack grew up in before his family decided to immigrate. Danny's family visits in the summers when they can.
Growing up, Danny and Jazz were constantly told about these "secret underground pools full of ectoplasm" that Jack stumbled upon as a kid after he was playing around the area and fell down a hole. He'd broken his leg on the way down, and when he'd gone to wash the blood off in the strange water (he was desperate and in pain) it healed the injury entirely and reinvigorated him. He was able to climb out, but he could never find the cave again.
("I didn't know what to call it, so I called it lazarus until i learned later that it was ectoplasm!")
It's what started his obsession with ectoplasm, and then ghosts. Prior to the portal, Danny and Jazz just brushed it off as simply their dad telling tall tales again. The idea that ectoplasm had healing properties was never proven because whenever Jack tried, he was always stopped by either Maddie or Vlad in college. And then after the kids were born, he was banned from trying to test the theory on their kids.
It was only after Danny had his accident that he realized that his dad was right, and after that he started carrying a water bottle full of ectoplasm around with him. But since he couldn't call it that in front of people, he just called it lazarus water. Says his dad came up with the stuff, and that typically tends to deter people from wanting to try.
Now I know you said that Danny ends up in the DCU via a portal in the GZ while he was on the way to Clockwork, BUT. I had this idea and had to share. Nanda Parbat, know how Danny and his family visits Nanda Parbat in the summers?
:]
They weren't able to visit the first summer after Danny's accident because of Issues with the portal -- Maddie and Jack didn't want the thing to malfunction while they were gone, so they wanted to stay for the summer and make sure it could sustain itself in long term hibernation -- but the summer after? Oh yeah, they're going.
Danny steps foot in Nanda Parbat for the first time since his accident, and after getting accosted by Mother Soul ("Ras saghiri! Ya tiflati, laqad kabarat kthyran. Daeni 'ulqi nazratan ealayki."**) he goes looking around for the cave that his dad mentioned.
**("Little Ras! My child, you have grown so much. Let me take a look at you")
He finds it within a week, and he falls down the tunnel leading into it much like his dad did nearly thirty years earlier -- without breaking his leg, that is.
His dad never mentioned that the pools were so vibrant. A much richer shade of green than any of the ectoplasm he keeps in the fridge, as deep as the ghost zone's sky. And surrounding the misting waters were small bushes and flowers, the ectoplasm seeping into the ground and feeding the soil.
"Incredible." Danny breathes, running a hand through his hair in breathless shock, and he tiptoes closer to the water. He can feel the ectoplasm in the air, thrumming in his core like a pleasant hum.
He kneels down and dips his hands in the water, and as the water escapes off his skin, the scrapes and bruises on his palms seal and close as if they were never there in the first place. Danny's eyes are reflecting green in the water, the same rich shade.
Naturally, he falls in. And accidentally, in combination with his own core and ectoplasm and the water, a portal opens up as he does, and he lands in the DCU.
…And thats approximately where the brain worms end. With a bonus doodle! Because I couldn’t not try my hand at it.
SURPRISE! I am still not done thinking about this.
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Danny has a problem.
No, actually he has two problems.
Three problems?
Four. All of them are related, and all of them are loosely connected to one another. Half of them are long-term, somewhat passive problems. Passive in the sense that he is not actively being bothered by it right this moment.
The other half are twins and are currently giving him active, in-the-moment 'oh shit' problems.
He ducks under Red Robin's bō, one hand secured tightly onto his backpack full of stolen tech -- tech being a loose term, he thinks. -- and, keeping half-a-mind on the weight imbalance, loosens a kick to birdie's face.
"You missed." He comments, his brain-to-mouth filter failing him as it normally does in fights, and watches as Red Robin manages to get out of the way in time before his heel can meet his jaw. Danny uses that pause and brief change in distance to righten his footing, and widen that distance between them both.
Well, as much as he can with the two of them on a rooftop. He needs to get off of here before reinforcements show up.
Red Robin twirls his staff, the action unsurprisingly graceful and just as threatening, and Danny politely ignores the thrill it rushes down his spine. "You too."
It's not often that Danny steals tech in Gotham, but he's pretty sure that in the handful of times he's been here, he's managed to firmly situate himself as a member of Red Robin's Rogues Gallery. Which; great, fantastic. It's not his fault that red-winged blackbird over there was always the one to catch up with him first.
How the hell did this happen when he doesn't frequent Gotham for his heists half as much as the other cities?
If it wasn't already obvious: Danny's current, active two problems are Red Robin. The first being that he was being pursued by him, the second, however?
Danny's pretty sure he's developing some kind of crush.
Red lunges at him, and on the downswing of his staff, Danny makes his backpack weightless and all but pirouettes out of the way. Reaching out to yank on Red Robin's cape hard enough that he loses his balance.
He usually has a strategy for these fights to avoid gathering more attention than he already has, and revealing the full extent of his powers!
That strategy is: Avoid getting socked, toss them around a little if need be, and then get the hell out of dodge the moment he can!
The uneducated may call it cowardly. Danny calls it a proportional response. Nobody kills a spider with a flamethrower.
As for that crush -- don't ask him how it happened. He doesn't know-- okay that's a lie. It's a complete and utter lie and Danny knows it. He knows why.
He'd like to say that it's because of his ghost half -- instincts, habits, new behavioral changes that result in his very physiology being altered. But that would ALSO be a lie. Danny just has weird fucking taste and he knows it.
There was a running theme, and he can deny it no longer!
He has a type for obsessive little freaks intent on ruining his day.
Valerie Gray: local ghost hunter who he (accidentally) ruined the life of, and who in turn swore vengeance against him and all ghosts. Obsessed with routinely kicking his ass whatever chance she gets.
Wes Weston (a crush he will take to his fucking GRAVE): Discovered his secret identity on accident, vowed to reveal it to the rest of school. Now obsessively stalks him any chance he gets. Danny has routinely stolen his camera to otherwise delete, destroy, or steal the photos he has on it.
(Danny's crush on Wes Weston completely blindsided him, and lasted him all the way up to the moment Danny was unceremoniously dumped into another dimension. Sam already gives him enough shit for dating Valerie, he can't imagine what she'd do if she found out he was crushing on the boy intent on revealing his secret identity.)
(His only excuse is that Wes' cringefail attitude, sheer dedication, and stalkerish tendencies charmed him. He never said it was a good excuse.)
And now Red Robin.
But there was another running theme, for Danny specifically, when it came to his crushes. Now a safe distance away again, Danny's mouth tilts into a cocky smile and his heart thuds loud in his ears. "You're off your A-game tonight, Red. Something got your feathers all clipped?"
That is: mercilessly teasing his crush. Danny genuinely can't explain it, but riling up the object of his affections created a thrill like no other. Something about seeing their faces turn cherry red and their pupils dilate. It's like a lion watching a limping gazelle across the savannah, the smell of blood urging it to pursue.
Birdie did not blush easy, but by the gods, Danny had fun trying.
Red Robin huffs, shooting back at him a sarcastic smile while he readjusts the grip on his bō. They circle around each other; "Just missed you, Luci. Heard you hit up one of Luthor's warehouses last month, I'm hurt, we've got perfectly good tech here."
Luci. Short for Illusa, which in turn is, apparently, a term for 'illusion'. Danny did not pick out the name, it -- like all his interactions with the media -- was assigned to him. He has to hand it to the guy who coined the name though; it's leagues above something like Inviso-Bill and Ghost Boy.
He huffs a low laugh, ignoring the flippity-flop of his heart as a croon rises in the back of his throat. "Don't be too mad at me, cat-food. Lexie had something I wanted." He adjusts his backpack so it fit more comfortably on his shoulders. Bits and bobbles he needed to build his portal gun. Wires, scrap metal, gadgets and gizmos he could take apart for their parts. Thats what he needs.
"And that is?" In the dim lighting, Danny watches the edges of Red Robin's mask raise like an eyebrow.
His smile turns sharp, baring. His mouth moves before his brain does; "Come over here for a kiss, pretty bird, and I might just tell you."
Danny Is An Alternate Version Of Ra's Al Ghul And Flash Already Called Dibs On Adopting Him
Danny In All His Sleep Deprived Slightly Scuffed Up From A Fight Glory Is On His Way To Clockworks Tower To Hopefully Get A Nap And Maybe Some Homework Done When A Natural Portal Opens Up In Front Of Him And Proceeds To Unceremoniously Drop Him In The DC Verse Just Outside Of Central City Before Promptly Closing Leaving A Tired Danny Behind In A Run Down Abandoned Parking Lot.
It's Times Like This When Danny Regrets Putting Off Learning How To Make His Own Portals, Cause Now He Is Very Much Stuck For The Foreseeable Future And He Has No Idea Where Or When He Is. Luckily For Him However Central City Isn't Too Far Away, Unlucky For Him However Is That Once In The City He Realizes This Isn't His Dimension. He's Pretty Sure He'd Remember Something Called The Justice League.
So What Do You Do When Supernatural Bullshit Fails You? You Fall Back On Your Mad Scientist Roots And You Make A Portal Gun. So That's Exactly What Danny Plans To Do.
Unfortunately Staying Alive And Building Questionably Safe Portal Technology Requires Money And Supplies, So He Ends Up Wandering From City To City Doing Odd Jobs/Fixing Up Busted Tech For Cash Or Unwanted Electronics For His "Operation: Get Home" Needs. This Obviously Ends In A Few Superhero Encounter Shenanigans.
Though He Always Ends Up Back Near Central City, Both On The Off Chance The Natural Portal Will Open Up Again And Because Out Of All The Superheroes That Apparently Exist In This Universe The Speedsters Are His Favorite (Red Robin Is Solidly His Second Favorite Ever Since The Gotham Vigilante Gave Him A Large Coffee Filled With Enough Caffeine To Kill A Man).
Unbeknownst To Danny However Is That Every Hero/Vigilante He Has Encountered Has Come To At Least One Of The Following Conclusions; 1. Run Away Meta Who Is In Desperate Need Of A Good Meal/Adoption Bait. 2. Possibly Red Robin/Tim Drake Clone 3. A Good Kid But Could Possibly Be A Future Rouge If Left Unsupervised. 4. Did Bats Get A New Kid And Why Is He Here?
All Flash Knows Is That He Saw The Kid First And Therefore Has Dibs. Suck It Bruce.
Fast-forward A Few Months And Danny Gets Hurt During A Rogue Attack While Trying To Help Some Civilians Get To Safety (Old Hero Habits Die Hard (Ha Die Hard) And All That Jazz) And He Nopes Out Once Everyone Is Safe And When The Paramedics Are Busy With Other People Unaware He Left A Blood Sample Behind.
One DNA Test Brought To You By Paranoid Bat Concerns Of A Possible Red Robin Clone Later And They Find Out That Dannys DNA Matches One Ra's Al Ghul.
They Now Think Danny Is An Escaped Ra's Al Ghul Clone.
I was hit with Brain Worms about this au last night at the sane hour of 3am (my dorm's AC turned off and i woke up sweltering and couldn't fall back asleep) and now that I have the time and energy to sit down, i am going to TALK about it.
I'm reverting back to my middle school roots and playing the game "how much can i fuse this character with another before the host character becomes recognizable".
AKA: How much Ras can I make Danny before he stops being Danny. And I have SO much practice here, i am frothing at the mouth. Beautiful world and character building here.
SO, meet Danny Fenton! At least, Danny Fenton to the rest of the world. His full name is Ras Danyal Alghul-Fenton. It's a mouthful, I know, but that's what makes it fun! Known as Danny to his friends and the world, known as Ras to his family.
Fenton is actually his mother's name, Alghul is his father's. Yehya Aghul, who changed his name to Jack legally for an easier transition immigrating to America with his family. But to family and friends, his name is Yehya. (Yehya is the arabic spelling of John, and Jack is a nickname variant for John, hence why his name is Yehya)
Yasmeen and Ras; Jazz and Danny.
The LOA is situated in Nanda Parbat, as it does not exist in Danny's world, it's simply the little town/village Jack grew up in before his family decided to immigrate. Danny's family visits in the summers when they can.
Growing up, Danny and Jazz were constantly told about these "secret underground pools full of ectoplasm" that Jack stumbled upon as a kid after he was playing around the area and fell down a hole. He'd broken his leg on the way down, and when he'd gone to wash the blood off in the strange water (he was desperate and in pain) it healed the injury entirely and reinvigorated him. He was able to climb out, but he could never find the cave again.
("I didn't know what to call it, so I called it lazarus until i learned later that it was ectoplasm!")
It's what started his obsession with ectoplasm, and then ghosts. Prior to the portal, Danny and Jazz just brushed it off as simply their dad telling tall tales again. The idea that ectoplasm had healing properties was never proven because whenever Jack tried, he was always stopped by either Maddie or Vlad in college. And then after the kids were born, he was banned from trying to test the theory on their kids.
It was only after Danny had his accident that he realized that his dad was right, and after that he started carrying a water bottle full of ectoplasm around with him. But since he couldn't call it that in front of people, he just called it lazarus water. Says his dad came up with the stuff, and that typically tends to deter people from wanting to try.
Now I know you said that Danny ends up in the DCU via a portal in the GZ while he was on the way to Clockwork, BUT. I had this idea and had to share. Nanda Parbat, know how Danny and his family visits Nanda Parbat in the summers?
:]
They weren't able to visit the first summer after Danny's accident because of Issues with the portal -- Maddie and Jack didn't want the thing to malfunction while they were gone, so they wanted to stay for the summer and make sure it could sustain itself in long term hibernation -- but the summer after? Oh yeah, they're going.
Danny steps foot in Nanda Parbat for the first time since his accident, and after getting accosted by Mother Soul ("Ras saghiri! Ya tiflati, laqad kabarat kthyran. Daeni 'ulqi nazratan ealayki."**) he goes looking around for the cave that his dad mentioned.
**("Little Ras! My child, you have grown so much. Let me take a look at you")
He finds it within a week, and he falls down the tunnel leading into it much like his dad did nearly thirty years earlier -- without breaking his leg, that is.
His dad never mentioned that the pools were so vibrant. A much richer shade of green than any of the ectoplasm he keeps in the fridge, as deep as the ghost zone's sky. And surrounding the misting waters were small bushes and flowers, the ectoplasm seeping into the ground and feeding the soil.
"Incredible." Danny breathes, running a hand through his hair in breathless shock, and he tiptoes closer to the water. He can feel the ectoplasm in the air, thrumming in his core like a pleasant hum.
He kneels down and dips his hands in the water, and as the water escapes off his skin, the scrapes and bruises on his palms seal and close as if they were never there in the first place. Danny's eyes are reflecting green in the water, the same rich shade.
Naturally, he falls in. And accidentally, in combination with his own core and ectoplasm and the water, a portal opens up as he does, and he lands in the DCU.
…And thats approximately where the brain worms end. With a bonus doodle! Because I couldn’t not try my hand at it.
I love this idea. If I might add some, Ras(Danny), who has never interacted with Lazarus Pools before this, has a lot of Ras(DC) 's original personality. He's kind and caring and wants to protect people. Combined with this, having grown up in the modern Midwest, Danny comes across as a very different person. Any of the Superheroes who meet him don't make the connection because of this, though anyone who has met Damian suspects there might be a familial connection. (You know how you can look at a photo of your grandfather when he was a boy/young man and realize you look EXACTLY like them at that age? That's what's going on between Damian and Danny.) However, everyone assumes that Danny is Damian's secret older brother, not RAS HIMSELF. So when that DNA test eventually gets done, there will be some MAJOR freakouts. When he inevitably meets Danny, Ras instantly knows he's a clone/alternate version of himself. He may have lost bits of himself to the Lazarus Pools, but he can still remember what he was like at that age. Moreover, he's determined to bring Danny onto his side. How better to continue his legacy than with a younger version of himself who will understand what he's doing and why?
Danny can't believe that he turns into a fruitloop worse than Vlad.
Danny: i can't believe-- *thinks about his alternate evil timeline self* actually no, wait, this makes a horrifying amount of sense. Why am I a powerhungry maniac in every alternate world I run into??
Danny: ...thats a morality crisis I can have laater
I love that people assume Danny is like, Damian's secret older brother. It makes sense but it doesn't stop being funny as fuck to me. Once those people catch wind of Danny, they start trying to like, actually track him down because they have to confirm whether or not Danny is actually his older brother OR if its another cloning situation and Damian got cloned, and this one just managed to escape (and also has blue eyes. Genetic malfunction, perhaps? Cloning ain't perfect y'know)
Meanwhile Danny's hitch-hiking across the country stealing from scrapyards, dumpsters, the occasional mega-conglomerate (hey if Luthor didn't want to be robbed blind, he shouldn't be a scumbag. Danny did his homework once he realized he was in another dimension), all trying to build his portal gun to get home. He's considered flying to Nanda Parbat to try and find that cave again, but at the same time he doesn't want to risk it not existing/some other reason. Thats Plan B.
Oh and eventually swatting off some of these pesky heroes. It's sweet that they want to help him, and in any other situation he'd be rather touched, but he's not a damsel, he's not in distress; he's got this. Have a nice day! Leave him alone!
"Don't you have a secret civilian identity to upkeep!?" He demands as he pushes his foot in some hero's face to try and keep them away from him. He's holding back from using his powers and his actual self-defense because it's not like he wants to fight them. He just wants them to get off his back!
Except one of these days he's just gonna up and pull a knife on them or something. Maybe that will get the message across. He saw this pretty sick ass sword at a thrift shop earlier, he'll be totally down to take that. Hopefully it's an effective deterrent.
Many of the pushier heroes are the younger ones, the older ones seem to know to not pressure him. Danny keeps looping back around to central city because he keeps running into the Flash and while the guy is trying to semi-fuss over him, he's not smothering him about it. It's acceptable behavior so Danny doesn't try and escape the fastest man alive whenever they cross paths.
He even tells the guy his name! Er-- well, middle name. It's habitual! It's Danny to strangers, acquaintances, and friends, and Ras to family and best friends. And speaking of-- he hasn't been called by his birth name in ages, and it's making him twitchy and homesick. He misses his mom and dad and Yasmeen and Talia/Ellie like a limb, and its steadily making him all the more eager to return to his home dimension.
(I think it'd be so funny if Dani still goes by 'Dani' as a nickname, its a joke between the both of them. Neither of their (first) names are Danny, and yet they both go by it AND she's his clone.)
("I'm Danny, this is Dani." "Your parents both named you Danny??" "well, no. My name is Ras." "And I'm Talia". Dani picked out the name Talia with Danny. They sat down and opened a baby name registry and went through the list of arabic names. Dani fell in love with the name Talia, so now her name is Talia Elham* Alghul-Fenton)
(*Elham because it can be shortened to "Ellie" which is also what Dani goes by)
I like the idea that Danny meets Tim while he's RR, but I love the idea that they meet in civvies even more. Stereotypical coffeeshop meet cute anyone? Danny's going over the math of his portal gun in a little notebook he filched out of a walmart a few weeks back, and is grumbling to himself in arabic over his math. "C'mon, Ras, it's not that hard. It's just physics." He mumbles to himself over the half-chewed end of his pen, saying his birth name to himself feels like an old blanket being draped over his shoulders -- comforting and grounding.
Which is kinda what he needs right now. He's got a terrible sleep-deprived induced headache, and he doesn't trust Gotham enough to sleep completely anywhere even in his ghost form. -- then, boom, in a random act of kindness, someone sets a to-go coffee cup next to his book.
For a quick, fleeting moment, Danny's tired, irritated mind has half the thought to tell the little interrupter to fuck off. But, for once in his life, his filter kicks into high gear and all he does is glare furiously up at his assailant before realizing what it was that was set in front of him.
He immediately reels back mentally, and forces the tension to bleed out of him as the other boy raises an eyebrow at him. "Not a coffee fan, i see?"
"No, no." Danny says, stumbling over himself, and he rubs his temples to soothe his migraine. "Sorry- I'm running on windows exp levels of sleep right now. I'm, uh- Danny, thanks for the coffee."
And it kinda just goes from there. Admittedly, Tim's motives are not all that pure -- maybe at this point he's heard about the potential Damian clone/brother situation, or he just noticed the resemblance on his own and went to investigate. He hadn't heard Danny calling himself Ras, but he caught the tail end of "its just physics" and got curious.
Except Danny blocked his notebook off -- its written in arabic, but he hides it anyway -- the moment he noticed someone next to him. And when Tim sits down across from him, he closes it, and changes the subject when Tim attempts to divert attention onto it. ("Ah, I needed the break anyways. Maybe some rest will help me solve it later.")
And it spirals from there. Tim has an ethical dilemma over the fact that he may or may not have a crush on Damian's potential older brother -- only to be temporarily relieved when its revealed that no, he's just a clone of Ras. Which then loops back around to 'aw fuck WAIT'. (and only gets worse from there.)
I like to imagine that later down the line, Tim says something about Danny being Danny's first name, only for Danny to laugh brightly and go: "Oh! Oh my god, I nearly forgot to tell you: Danyal's my middle name, Tim. Fenton is my mother's maiden name. My first name is Ras."
also yeah LMAO i love that Ras just knows instantly that Danny is a clone/alternate of him, and goes "ah yes. perfect, a successor :)" and Danny has to bat HIS freak ass off too. Like NO motherfUCKER, LET ME GO HOME.
Bonus! Dani and Danny doodle (if she'd somehow come with him or appeared later on)
Don’t ask me the context of the RR and Danny one, I saw the pose and wanted to practice drawing duos kfhsh
Haven't forgotten for a second that there's meant to be Flashfam here >:]. I just didn't have a lot of thoughts about him and his interactions with Danny in the au, I've watched s1 and half of s2 of the netflix Flash show and that's about it. I think once Danny kinda 'settles' in Central City (that is, he routinely returns to it the most and stays there for a few weeks at a time messing with the portal gun before going out to get more parts) they have frequent little hangouts/run-ins/what have you. Flash is the first person to learn the mystery boy's 'name' :] and is perhaps the first person Danny officially 'reveals' his powers to (not his ghost form tho, just some of his powers).
(Now, they all knew he was some kind of meta and perhaps knew one or two of his powers or had theories, but Flash is the first person Danny himself actually turns to and goes: 'okay, here is what I can do'. And Flash is both very smug and very touched about it. The kid trusts him!! How can he not??)
("Now can you please tell your little hero friends to get off my back? I appreciate the concern, but I can handle myself. Can tie my own shoelaces and everything.")
Flash asks Danny about his powers (the ones he told him, which I think would probably be invisibility/intangibility/flight because those are have been his most prominently used ones and explains how he's been able to get all over the country faster than he should + his ability to slip away and stuff) and vice versa, Danny asks Flash about his -- he's infinitely curious about how his superspeed works and the stuff he looked up said he can phase through walls? He wants to know the difference between Flash's phasing and his phasing, etc, etc.
I don't know enough about the other speedsters to include Danny interacting with them, unfortunately. Every time Flash spots Danny sitting somewhere in CC while he's running around, he loops back to some food place and grabs something for him to eat, and then drops it off next to him. Otherwise Danny will try and refuse it.
This happens especially if Flash sees him and thinks Danny looks otherwise emaciated/exhausted/or if he's been away from Central City for longer than normal. He has no idea where the kid sleeps, and currently he's not trying to figure it out, it'll break the fragile trust he's built with Danny.
Tim has experienced missing or blurry memories before as a result of sleep deprivation, but something about his situation feels very different this time.
He’s apparently been responsible for stealing and releasing dozens if not hundreds of classified documents from some sort of clandestine government agency dedicated to fighting off supernatural entities, and he remembers absolutely none of it.
Considering the subject matter, he can already hazard a guess as to what the culprit may have been. But if it is one of those entities, and one willing to possess him to further its aims, can he really trust it to be an unbiased source about the agency? Or is it trying to play him too?
And also, what else has it made him do while under its control?
…Guess he has to get to the bottom of this situation for himself, too.
Tim takes a sick day. He's not sure how much of his life has been compromised, but it's best to minimize damage and he doesn't trust himself within WE with a network computer. Especially since whoever hacked his body to hack the GIW had been good enough to nearly hide it from Tim. Or maybe Tim had been supposed to find out - getting an email about private messages to an account he doesn't remember making on a hacker forum where his own account has been used to support the new one to legitimize the release of GIW documents.
This isn't a few hours. This is slow work of coding and planning and building a reputation. Tim's pretty impressed, and it's a cyber security method way beyond IP spoofing he'll never be able to do as he can't overshadow someone. The ghost did also hide his tracks though. Tim only knows because of the message notification.
Still, it's evidence of a series of possessions. His accounts have been compromised, he doesn't know what the ghost has discovered. A quick look at his credit card statements suggests the meal delivery service he signed up for wasn't a late night fuzzy choice but something the ghost signed him up for.
He realizes that his slightly fuller cabinets might not have been things he told himself he did, but the ghost... taking care of him? Apologizing?
Tim doesn't know and he hates it. Hates not knowing if the ghost is in his apartment or in his body. Could it be, just lingering? Waiting to take control?
No, not according to the documents he spent all day reading. But does he trust that? The ghost obviously has a grudge against the GIW, and they're so new as an organization, their info might be wrong.
Tim recognizes the paranoid spiral and cuts it off. For now. First step - figure out how to tell the family he's compromised without letting the ghost know.
Unless he's in Tim's head reading his thoughts?
No. Bad Tim. There's no proof. And there's no effort to stop him typing the message letter by letter.
:: Caught a long term stomach bug. Would love some of Uncle John's soup::
And then he smashes his laptop and phone before placing them in the dishwasher and starting a heavy load.
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Summary: Cliff Marleau tries make a gesture of goodwill towards Ilya, but it does not go to plan. So, Cliff pulls in reinforcements, namely Roz's husband.
Pairing: Ilya Rosanov x Shane Hollander and Cliff Marleau
Warnings: Angst. Discussions of homophobia. Major spoilers for Brokeback Mountain.
Word Count: 1,724
A/N: So this fic was inspired by this post from @rainbow-femme. I hope you enjoy! ❤️ Please comment and reblog if you do - means the world. 😊
Cliff Marleau looked down at his phone, staring at the contact labeled “Hollander” for almost a solid minute before pressing it.
“Fuck.” He said quietly, under his breath. He’d fucked up.
After only one ring, Shane Hollander picked up. “Hello?” He said, his questioning tone conveying that he was very confused, and understandably so.
They had exchanged numbers over a year ago when Hollander had been throwing Roz a surprise party and wanted Cliff to invite any Raiders players Roz had stayed in touch with. Even then, they’d only ever texted each other. So, he couldn’t blame Hollander for being unsure about answering the call.
“Hollander?” Cliff asked, before he shook his head at his own stupidity. Who the fuck else would be answering his phone.
But if Hollander thought he was an idiot for asking, he didn’t mention it. “Yeah, what’s going on? Is Ilya still with you?”
Cliff nodded. “Yeah, yeah, he’s…uh, he’s here.”
He hesitated to continue and Hollander pressed him, his voice sounding slightly panicked. “Okay. Marleau, what the fuck…why are you calling me? What’s wrong?”
Cliff shook his head again as though Hollander could see him. “No, nothing. I mean, he’s fine, he’s uh…fuck I don’t know if he’s fine. He’s not, like, hurt or anything…he’s, I dunno…upset?”
Hollander sounded vaguely impatient and it sounded like he was moving around on the other end of the phone. “What do you mean, upset?”
Cliff took a deep breath. “We watched a movie.”
Hollander sounded like that was the last thing he’d expected to hear. “A movie?”
“Yeah, we uh…we watched Brokeback Mountain.”
There was silence for a moment and then Hollander exploded. “Are you fucking kidding me? Why would you show him that? Did you at least warn him that it’s incredibly dark and sad?”
“No!” Cliff said in a harsh whisper. Roz didn’t know he was calling his husband and he wanted to keep it that way for the moment. “I didn’t tell him, cause I didn’t know! I thought…all I knew was that it was about gay cowboys. I thought it was gonna be like, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, but like the gay version.”
Hollander snorted. “Butch Cassidy and the Sundance kid IS the gay version of Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid.”
Cliff thought for a moment and had to concede Hollander’s point. “Yeah well, whatever, I thought it was gonna be like a western romp, or whatever. All I knew was it was popular, and had gay cowboys.”
His voice became desperate and apologetic. “I didn’t know it was just a story about them being fucked over and having to lie constantly and never getting to be together and- fuck!” He exclaimed. “I sure as HELL didn’t realize that Jack gets fucking hatecrimed to death in the end! That was fucking…horrifying!”
Just the memory of the scene of Ennis clutching Jack’s shirt and grieving, all alone and silent, made a lump form in Cliff’s throat again.
He let out a little frustrated sigh at his own stupidity. “Look, I was trying to…I just wanted to let Roz know that I’m cool with it, you know…him and you and…whatever.”
Hollander sighed. “Sure, Marleau, I get it. But, what happened with Ilya?”
Cliff scrubbed a hand down over his stubbled cheeks. “Fuck man, he just kept getting quieter and quieter as the movie went on. I asked him if he wanted to stop the movie a couple times, but he said no. And then after Jack died, he didn’t say another word. When the movie ended he just kinda put his head on his knees and now he’s been like that for almost ten minutes. He just kind of grunts at me occasionally when I try to talk to him. I think you should come.”
Cliff heard the jingle of keys. “Yeah, I’m already getting in the car. Be there in ten.”
***
Cliff walked back into his spacious living room to see Roz still bent in half, head down on his folded arms where they rested on his knees.
“So…uh…how you feeling? Are you uh…you sick, or something?” He offered, providing an out for Roz if he didn’t want to admit to being overwhelmed by the emotions of the heartbreaking movie.
Ilya grunted at him again and Cliff sighed. “Okay, so I called Hollander. He’s gonna be here soon.”
Roz’s head popped up at that. “What? What the fuck?” He blinked at Cliff for a minute before pulling his phone out of his pocket. “Why the fuck would you do that?”
Cliff threw up his hands. “Because you were freaking me out man! You weren’t moving, you weren’t talking.”
Roz was frowning at his phone as he stabbed at the buttons. “I just needed a fucking minute, Marly. You didn’t have to call my fucking husband.”
“It was like ten minutes, man, and you weren’t answering me.”
Roz swore as he got Hollander's voicemail.
Cliff walked over to fall onto the couch beside Roz. “He’s probably driving. He’s not gonna answer.”
“Fuck.” Roz said again as he dropped his phone onto the coffee table and leaned back on the couch with his arms folded across his chest and his eyes closed.
An uncomfortable silence reigned for a minute or two, the only sound was the clock ticking on the wall of his living room. Finally, he turned to Roz.
“Look, I’m sorry, man. I swear I had no idea that’s what that movie was about. I just…I knew it was a…a…a fucking gay movie, and I wanted to show you that I was, ya know, cool and shit. With everything. With you and Hollander and the whole being gay thing.”
Roz just nodded softly. “It’s cool, Marly. Sorry for…” He waved vaguely at himself. “For whatever the fuck this is.”
Cliff shrugged. “No, man, I get it. That was…rough.” He said for lack of a better word.
They were quiet for another minute before Cliff spoke again. “I used to uh…when I was a kid, like high school…no fuck that, even after that, into my twenties, I used to call shit gay.”
Roz turned his head towards him and there was a line between his brows, indicating his confusion.
Cliff shrugged. “Like instead of saying something was, I dunno, lame or something. Like if something sucked, I’d say it was gay.”
Roz seemed to understand and nodded. “Yes, a lot of people did that.”
“Still, it was an asshole thing to do. You know, I never gave it a second thought. It was just, what people said.” He shrugged again. “Then I was home for Christmas and my little sister’s best friend is gay, and she heard me say it and called me out. And it was the first time I ever thought about the fact that I was saying gay is the same as lame or stupid. So, I stopped saying it. I mean, I think I slipped up a couple times, cause it was just part of how I talked. But I worked on it and stopped.”
Roz nodded, a hint of a smile on his lips. “Why are you telling me this?”
Cliff felt his face flush. He sucked at explaining things. “I just…I wanted you to know that I’m sorry. I mean, if you and Hollander had to like, hide, the way Jack and Ennis did, keep everything a secret from everyone, I’m sorry I made you think you had to hide it from me too. It probably woulda shocked me, I mean it did shock me when you were first outed. But…I’d like to think, even back then, I coulda changed enough to get over it and be cool with you guys and try to be there to help, or whatever.”
He paused and took a deep breath. “I just wish you’d have thought it would be okay to tell me you were gay.”
Cliff smirked. “Right, bi, sorry. That’s good. I mean, I woulda felt bad for the hundreds of chicks you took home through the years. The fucking letdown for them, you know.”
Roz chuckled lightly just as a knock came to the door. He instantly groaned. “Fuck, go let my husband in.”
***
Shane brushed past Marleau with a brief nod, too worried about Ilya to concentrate on politeness at the moment.
The entranceway led straight into the living room where Shane could see Ilya sitting on the couch. He vaguely noticed Marleau wandering in the opposite direction and he was grateful their host was giving them the time alone.
Ilya was shaking his head as Shane entered. “Marly shouldn’t have called you, I’m fine. It was just…a lot at first.”
Shane ignored his husband’s words and focused on the look of devastation in his eyes. Ignoring time and place, Shane simply climbed into Ilya’s lap and kissed him. He pulled back when he tasted Ilya’s tears. Ilya’s eyes stayed closed as the tears fell from beneath his long lashes.
Shane’s own eyes watered as he thumbed away the tears on Ilya’s cheeks. “Oh, baby, I’m sorry. That movie is…impossibly sad and hard to watch.”
Ilya’s eyes popped open. “You’ve seen it?”
Shane nodded.
“When?”
Shane shrugged, trying for nonchalance. “I don’t know, six or seven years ago, I think.”
Ilya looked horrified. “You watched this, BEFORE we were together?”
Shane nodded again. “Yeah, I watched it one summer at the cottage, cause I knew no one would see.” A rueful, sad smile tipped up his mouth. “I cried for two days.”
He dropped his forehead to Ilya’s. “Hit just a little too close to home, you know.”
Ilya kissed him, slow and wet, before speaking. “I’m sorry, Shane. I can’t imagine how much worse it would have been to watch it without this on your finger.” He said, rubbing the ring on Shane’s fourth finger.
“Yeah, it was hard.” Shane said, before he smiled warmly. “But, as it happens, I have good news that I wish I could share with that Shane who was crying in the cottage.”
Ilya tightened his arms around Shane’s ribs. “Oh yeah?”
Shane nodded. “Yeah.” He leaned down and pressed his lips softly to Ilya’s, kissing him with all the warmth, love, and gratitude he had in his heart.
“Turns out, we got a happy ending.”
Couple of people asked to be tagged, so here ya go. :)
Shane and Ilya get kinda slammed for being so dense when it comes to gay culture so Shane takes it upon himself to organize a list a Important Gay Things™ they should know, which of course includes a must watch movie list, with some gay cowboys sitting at number one
So the boys get settled in for movie night and Ilya is joking about the Joker and Donnie Darko making out and Shane is trying to place their snacks in a way that won’t spill and they’re kinda only half paying attention in the beginning, but as it continues the teasing cowboy role play quiets down, blankets are curled tighter around the both of them, and they’re both now watching with an uncomfortable intensity
They don’t cry, when it end, even if their eyes are both a bit glassy, but their hands are tight in each others grip, nearly bruising and long past painful. They don’t have to say anything, they just look to each other and know they’re both thinking the same thing. It’s not the same, but it could’ve been. The shame and fear and pressure could’ve torn everything they have apart. They could’ve been weaker, could’ve been in so much more danger, could’ve been scared enough that they wouldn’t be here holding each other after watching a gay tragedy horrified over the “what ifs”
They don’t watch Brokeback Mountain again, they don’t need to, but sometimes they hold each other’s hands in that same tight embrace that says I won’t quit you
not knowing anything about hockey has not stopped me from developing strong enough opinions to be jolted out of a fic every time it is implied shane hollander could play anything other than center, unfortunately
Cliff (at the party walks upto Shane, Hayden and JJ)
Cliff: Shane, brother I am a big fan of you but I got to ask, how did you get Rozanov? Like you are the best at hockey i understand but he is near best at hockey and hot and sexy and caring and a whore but hopeless in love in a kind self destructive way. How the fuck did you even bag him?
Hayden and JJ: (offended)
Shane: 🧍♀️(shocked that he doesn't have to defend Ilya and actually can say what he has wanted to say for a long time)
Shane: (puts a hand over Hayden and JJ's mouth) I am down bad for his curls and moles and the way he smiles Cliff. I cannot resist his hot body and even kinder heart. I will kill people to wake up in his arms everyday, actually I already have a list of all the people he has slept with in each city in case they try to approach him. Also I don't stop him from shit talking the other MLH players so that he is constantly reminded that I am infact the best hockey player candidate to be his future husband. I have an excel sheet of all his preferences in bed and contradictory to what everyone says it's me who has needs and Ilya is the only one who can activate fullfil them and he likes being the first one I do them with so I don't think I have to worry about him leaving me anytime soon. I have perfected the yearning bottom gay eyes™ so that he has to give into everything I want and he has no choice but to do my bidding.
Hayden, JJ and Cliff: very horrified and mildly impressed
Shane: also I come with a free family and a mother who aggressively loves to take care of her sons
Shane: there was no competition that Slavic ass was trapped a long time ago
Hayden, JJ and Cliff: (cowering) yes
Shane: I'll go to my HUSBAND then.....quite a permanent position in my life
And somehow Cliff is super proud and says "Hollander is a great guy and will never let Ilya go" while JJ and Hayden for the first time think that they should make a contingency extraction plan for ILYA, just in case guy! Just in case!
can i say something mean. #myshane would HATE gay people coming to centaurs games just to support him and ilya. genuinely fucking SEETHING. he's smiling and waving at them but in his head he's just like they don't CARE about hockey they don't CARE they're only here because i'm fucking GAY they're not REAL fans do they even KNOW how good i am god this is SO embarrassing
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I think Yuna slots far more easily into Ilya’s life than David does. Not because she’s nicer than David, but because Ilya already had a loving mother. She died, but he had her for twelve years first. He knows what to expect from mothers, knows he can trust them.
David, though, is completely alien to Ilya’s experience. He’s a fiftysomething married straight man, but he doesn’t yell. He cooks! I suspect Grigori was the kind of husband who took pride in not knowing how to boil water.
When David found out about Shane and Ilya, he ran away instead of throwing punches. When Shane and Ilya came to his and Yuna’s cottage, he tried to cover for them with Yuna. When Ilya and Shane lose games, he commiserates with them instead of berating them for being lazy. He doesn’t try to tear them down in front of their boss on the greatest day of their life so far (the draft scene).
I think it will take a while for Ilya to compute David. Once he finally realizes this is who David really is, it’s not a trick, I think David will have his undying devotion. But in the meantime, Ilya will take a while to stop getting tense when David walks into a room.
Which will make it all the sweeter when Ilya finally relaxes around his new father figure. Probably over a jigsaw puzzle.
ITA with all of this! I think it takes him longer to bond with David other reasons too. From what I remember of the kitchen table scene, Yuna is more talkative, and her objections are hockey based. She seems far more straightforward to Ilya, and her concerns are about external things they can work to solve together.
David's main comment is asking were there no nice men in Montreal. He's also the one to ask about all the women Ilya slept with. His objections are about Ilya himself rather than the problems they'll face as a couple. I think they probably both accept Ilya at the same time, but add the difference in David's objections to the fact David is quieter so Ilya isn't as sure of his feelings, and I think it would take him longer to trust David.
Once does he loves spending time with him though. :) I think if he and Shane ever have children he would consciously try to model himself on David rather than his own father, and ask David for advice a lot.
No one is doing it like Ilya Rozanov. He’s in a gladiator costume. He sent the rookies home from his party because he’s depressed. His boyfriend drove two hours with a butt plug in because Ilya looks hot in that gladiator costume and Hayden Pike called him a prude and that bothers him. Shane said I’m a freak and I need my boyfriend to know that, but Ilya can’t stop crying thinking about Shane. Ilya is looking down at his plugged up boyfriend giving him a bj under the gladiator skirt and he’s got tears in his eyes. He’s alarmed by the tears in his eyes and responds by fucking Shane nearly upside down on the couch like an inversion table. He’s doing fine. Maybe he should think about therapy.
Sometimes people say that Ilya’s characterization changes dramatically from HR to TLG but I think it’s more like the “expectation / reality” frame from 50 Days of Summer. We spend most of HR in Shane’s head perceiving Ilya as the coolest hottest man alive and the minute we hop into Ilya’s head it’s like oh. Oh no this man is sticking a fork into his toaster
Not only are these A+ funny tags @butimaficwriter but yes! Ilya asks him to turn around and starts doing everything from behind but Shane actually says “I want to see you” and turns on his back but with the couch he’s still in the weird upside down position (hence my reference to an inversion table) so Ilya is still not letting him in. Still not letting shane see him. And Ilya keeps thinking about how he just wants to fuck Shane forever, stay inside him forever, but it points to how Ilya is using sex to avoid talking just as much as Shane. Ilya could stop at any moment and be like “actually I’m really struggling” but his depressed ass needs dopamine! Needs to feel the rush needs to feel the big feelings needs to feel washed and drenched in love because otherwise he’ll have to talk about the small feelings: self worth, loneliness, delayed grief, and his fear of loss.
And when he unravels in the morning as Shane is pulling out of the driveway he’s forced to feel all those delayed feelings all at once.
One day post TLG, Harris has the Cens doing a video for social media, it’s a competition for who can keep a straight face while the others try to make them break with a smile or a laugh.
Towards the end, only Ilya remains. No one can break him, so they go get Shane. He’s got a little smile while they explain and he starts thinking of what to say. Of what he can say for a video going on the internet.
He hesitates, because he knows what he wants to tell Ilya, but keep it their secret. No one else needs to know what this was about, but he’s saved this tidbit, waiting to play it at the right time. Ilya’s steeling himself. He loves Shane and usually would smile with him just in the room, trying do be earnest about anything, but he won’t let his husband break him for this. Finally Shane makes direct eye contact with Ilya -
‘The first time, after the commercial,’
Ilya tenses, eyes light up but he’s keeping his face neutral. He isn’t sure what he thought Shane would say but it wasn’t this.
The thing is, Shane never knew a version of Ilya without depression. Ilya wasn’t able yet to see that in himself, but Shane did even if he couldn’t name it. He constantly checked in, are you okay, how’s your father, how are you. He could tell Ilya needed to be checked in on. But then Ilya spends The Long Game reckoning with his own acceptance of his depression, worried that Shane couldn’t possibly love him once he knows. And that’s the thing with our brains, they love to hide things from us. Because Shane never loved an Ilya who didn’t have depression. But Ilya thought he’d carefully tucked this secret deep inside, hiding so even he couldn’t fully see it. But Shane has always seen Ilya, always seen past the bluster and bravado. Ilya thought he could hide it from himself and from others, but he couldn’t hide it anymore once he found a safe place to land with Shane. Shane gave him the soft, albeit imperfect, perch from which to see himself and what he needed more clearly. His relationship with Shane reflected back to him that his ways of coping were no longer enough, and he needed real help. And sure, Shane didn’t quite know what to do or what was going on, but he only left or backed off or gave space when Ilya requested it. And when it came time for Ilya to admit things, I’m sad sometimes, sometimes I’m not sure how to keep going, my own mind scares me, Shane does not falter. He says I’m never leaving, I’ll be right by your side, we will figure this out together. Shane has always loved Ilya, all of him.
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shane hollander doing a bunch of anti smoking billboards for city of montreal that ilya loves to send a photo of himself in front of with a lit cigarette between his lips every time hes in town
the concept of this being a way they can publicly interact throughout their entire rivalry, it's casual, it's 'meaningless' it makes the league laugh to see the passive aggressive war between the two rivals. russia's bad boy and canada's golden boy different in every way and especially in this way. first ilya sends the photos directly to shane, then he starts posing with the ads on nights when boston wins and captions "still scored more goals than hollander" to which shane never publicly responds except to make passive aggressive comments about lung cancer and how healthy habits make good athletes (and TWO CUPS TWO) in post game interviews
they never discuss this little back and forth they've always had, this tiny way of interacting in public, the way rivalry takes shape in a way that isn't so uncomfortable, a way that still feels like them, they have something even if they can't hold it
then it continues when they're married except everyone notices the cigarettes aren't lit in the photos anymore and bullies ilya ruthlessly for his softness. shane starts acknowledging it publicly then, talking about the real decade long struggle wasn't their relationship but getting ilya to quit smoking
svetlana tweets that ilya actually quit years before they were official and only smoked during rose-gate and ilya publicly disowns all of them except anya
still, the next day he brags about his husband who loves him so much he won't let him smoke and snuggles him and anya instead of sneaking away in the morning
I can't get over Shane's sad little face after everything Ilya told him, compared to Ilya's relief and happiness sharing that with, and being comforted by, his person.
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