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Cryptid Danny is only just a kid fighting ghosts and ghouls who are smarter than him and has been doing this for far, far longer. Cryptid Danny goes out to search for an older, wiser cryptid to mentor him into becoming a better, stronger cryptid who can take care of his territory better (Amity Park) and also protect his family and friends.

Bruce, who has this kid show up on his front porch, and asks him to mentor him. Bruce is confused at first, trying to play it off and see just how much this kid knows, and the kid just goes "I know you're batman."

It's like the Tim situation all over again. Except, Bruce doesn't realize at first that this kid very much isn't human. And Danny doesn't realize that Bruce *is* human.

— ( ≧∀≦)ノ / emoticon nonnie

OOOO thats such a fun angle. Could be a really good normal or 5+1 format fic.

If Lex Luthor had a penny for every single time he had to bail his younger sister out of trouble, he would be even richer than he currently was. When she called him up one sunny day, he should have known he was adding another penny to his fortune.

"Hi, Lex!" Maddie's cheerful voice came from the receiver.

Even though Lex could already imagine the next thing she would say, it was nice to hear from one of his baby sisters.

"Hello, Madeline. How are you today? You normally dont call me during the day."

"Oh, y'know, good," She laughed awkwardly, " Hey, Would it be too much to ask for some help?"

Bingo.

"Not at all, darling. What can I help you with?" Lex said as he pushed his keyboard away and spun around to overlook Metropolis' skyline.

"I was wondering if you could possibly break Danny put of government custody for me and Jack."

Aka Lex is the elder brother of Maddie, and he must fulfill his Cool Uncle Duties by taking on the US government to secure his nephew's safety.

Robin(Tim) and Superboy break into the Fenton Ops Center after discovering a faction of the DEO that was created exclusively for dealing with ghosts.

They came across this sub-agency while combing through hacked documents after saving Greta, and found out the Department of Extranormal Operations formed the Ghost Investigation Ward and gets special ghost-hunting weapons from mad scientist inventors in a small Illinois town.

Danny (with his sharper senses) hears the break in and goes to investigate with the Fenton Creep Stick. Robbers get hired on occasion to steal inventions that aren’t patented yet. He hears movement just on the other side of the door and goes in swinging. Hits Superboy in the back and makes him stumble, which causes serious alarm from the two heroes.

“That actually almost hurt!” Superboy says in surprise, staring wide-eyed at the new kid holding a splintered baseball bat.

“You cracked the Creep Stick,” Danny stares at the bat with his mouth open. “I didn’t know it could break.”

“Rob? I think this guy has powers.”

Danny looks up, blinking in shock, “Your name is Rob? And you became a Robber? Dude. You don’t have to define yourself by what your parents named you.”

Superboy tries to hide his laughter while Robin sputters. “I’m not - They didn’t -”

“Oh!” Danny has an epiphany. “Did you name yourself that? I chose my name too, but I’m just Danny. I didn’t go and name myself after an illegal profession. Like, can you imagine if I was an arsonist named Bernie? Or a skeevy car salesman named Otto? I know it’s hard to choose a name when you’re trans, and, I gotta admit, being a robber named Rob is hilarious, but there’s more options out there, I promise. For names and career paths.”

Superboy is wheezing at this point and Robin’s face is near fuchsia. Instead of addressing any of that, Robin gets angry.

“We aren’t robbers! We’re heroes! I’m Robin. that’s Superboy. Your parents sell weapons that hurt people and we’re here to stop that!”

Danny tosses the broken Creep Stick over his shoulder and smiles wide.

“Why didn’t you say so! Oh man, this is great. I’ve been sabotaging their stuff for years. If you’re here to help I’ve got a couple projects you can definitely smash.”

Honestly it’s annoying.

He doesn’t get any alone time anymore for homework or hobbies. The dead are constantly pestering Danny to help with their desires - which, sure, it helps them move on which means they’re out of Danny’s hair, but come on!! Give a guy a break! Just because he doesn’t need as much sleep as a fully living person doesn’t mean he can go without entirely!

“No Scott,” Danny repeated for the fifth time, “I am not flying to California tonight. Do you know how far that is? Literally the other coast of this massive continent. Meet me there in August like everyone else on the list.”

Spending the first spring break of college creating a map and calendar for Last Rites was not something Danny expected when he moved to Gotham.

Why did this city have so many ghosts?! It was ridiculous. And he thought Amity Park was bad? At least the ghosts here were mostly Shades. Not visible to anyone unless they were also dead-adjacent or had The Sight or a bloodline curse or a magical amulet… you know what? There were enough of those in this curse ridden city, why couldn’t these ghosts go find one of those people instead? Danny was exhausted.

So exhausted he didn’t notice the vigilante dropping down from the rooftop.

“Hey there kid, you alri-”

“Yeah yeah,” Danny waved a hand dismissively at the voice without looking up. “Wait in line like everyone else. But honestly you’d be better off coming back tomorrow when I’ve had some sleep.”

“Think maybe you outta get started on that sleep now, bud?” the voice behind him spoke in a calm careful tone.

One Danny had heard all too often since dying.

His head jerked sideways to stare wide-eyed at Nightwing, who tensed just a little as if expecting Danny to run or fight. Instead he let out a groan and slumped onto the park bench, rubbing his eyes to ease the burn of fatigue. He’d been coming out to this park at the corner of campus each night to keep the Shades from mobbing him all day long in classes, but they’d spread the word around Gotham that he was here and his precious spring break had become a non-stop line of requests and arguments. Made sense he’d caught the attention of one of the Bats. Should have expected it sooner.

Danny ignored all the voices around him and looked at Nightwing directly as he prattled off his usual list when someone caught him talking to thin air.

“No, I’m not hallucinating. I got all my Rogue Gallery immunizations the day I checked onto campus. I’m not schizophrenic. The only meds I take are for adhd and the occasional Tylenol. I’m not a danger to myself or others. Unless they attack me first.”

Nightwing nodded along, but tilted his head at the end.

“I’m talking to the dead,” Danny answered the unspoken question in a tired monotone, waiting for the usual skepticism or plea for help with lost loved ones.

“Oh. Okay then.”

“What?” That wasn’t expected.

“No yeah, that makes sense.”

Danny was sure his jaw was on the ground. “You… you believe me?”

“Well sure,” the hero shrugged and chuckled. “I can’t see ghosts myself but I know a couple magicians who work with one, and my little brother Robin has a ghost on his team - she’s actually visible most of the time so I don’t know if that’s a special skill or something else going on. But I’m glad you’re okay and don’t need any emergency medication. I know a couple 24 hour pharmacies that would help but it’s nice when they’re not needed. We don’t get a lot of mediums around Gotham holding court at night so you really can’t fault me for checking in.”

Danny was still floating in the relief of not being questioned or doubted. That hadn’t happened since Jazz found out his secret. She’d had plenty of questions about his halfa status, of course, but never called him crazy for talking to things others couldn’t see. Even Sam and Tucker would forget sometimes and give him strange looks before realizing he was dealing with a Shade, Wisp, or Memory.

He didn’t realize he was wobbling until Nightwing’s arms shot out to stabilize him.

Danny blinked up at the pretty face that was trying not to chuckle, held by strong arms, and so far past tired he might be getting delirious after all because his brain seemed to have lost its filter and he said out loud,

“You actually believe me. I think I love you.”

Then the horrifying embarrassment hit at the same time as Nightwing’s laughter. Which… sounded delighted rather than mean spirited?

“Well now it’s your turn to wait in line, cuz that’s the fourth confession I’ve had this week!” They both devolved into snorts and giggles, Danny still relying on those arms for balance, but when they’d caught their breath the vigilante said, “Come on, you’ve really got to get some sleep. I’ll walk you back to your dorm.”

Ignoring the whispers and grumbles of the Shades was easier with someone walking beside him.

This is so incredibly cute oml. It’s so rare to see the bats actually go with the flow and god it isn’t done enough. 12/10 immaculate, glorious.

The entire plot I can see so clearly in my mind dude:

Danny chatting to Nightwing as they walk to his dorm

Nightwing asking some casual questions about ghosts and Danny asking about vigilante work.

Nightwing informs the Bats of Danny as he might be a valuable asset in the future.

Nightwing helps free shades with Danny and he realizes why Danny is so incredibly tired all the time.

Nightwing managing to stumble into Danny every day of his break, slowly getting to know each other more and more and becoming really good friends (perhaps lovers 👀).

In that space between worlds, there's a time dilation. Most just step through, never realizing that lost second of time,

but Danny couldn't move.

Danny was stuck in that balance, in that well of multiversal power and simultaneous utter void. The moment he started to die, was the moment that all of time began, the moment he finally passes, is the moment eternity ends.

But time is a strange thing, as is space. If Danny can be two entities at once, who says he can't be two places at once?

There is a reason that the other halfas are not of his strength. The pain of death contributes to the strength of the ghost yes? What about a death that goes on, and on, and on. Always in a limbo between life and death, between world and realm. And yet, even as he dies, he lives.

Everything is as it should be. He defends his home, he grows stronger, he liberates the Realms. He knows not of his soul hanging in an eternal balance.

It's only when he goes to Gotham for college that that changes.

Duke wanted to concentrate on school, he really did. But with the kid next to him constantly screaming at the top of his lungs, while somehow being perfectly normal at the same time, he was a little distracted

Based on Rainbolt (Geoguesser)

The Fenton siblings have to hide in Gotham when (insert bad reveal scenario here). Dani starts getting antsy when she can't follow her obsession for travel.

Dani starts playing Geoguesser on Jazz's suggestion. It works, especially when she gains a following on (insert twitch knock-off here). People start sending her photos so she can try to find where it was taken and she gets every one correct. She starts doing these over the weekend so she can still play the actual game.

Steph and Cass found the channel first. They thought it could be staged, but then Cass sent in a picture she took in China and it showed up on the next stream. BeenThereSeenThat (the name Dani gave her channel) looked at the picture and lit up.

"I've actually been there! Two years ago, there's this little shop that sneaks leftovers to street kids near this shot. Might be right behind the photographer actually!"

Then she opens the map and zooms in immediately on the little shop Cass had been eating at when she took the picture.

After this, Steph started talking about the streamer with the other bats. Soon they were all sending in pictures from more and more obscure areas. There were a few she claims to have actually been to, but most she had been to the general area and picked up on the traits.

Eventually she was getting submissions from all the younger heroes.

Dani does joint streams with her brother, Danny (Dying4Space), where he finds locations based on the view of the night sky. He geeks out so hard when one of the pictures was taken from space (Jon had taken it to send as an 'I see you' joke to Damian from the watchtower).

When Dani starts getting haters, Danny has her make Tucker a mod (1kn0wwh3r3y0ul1v3 (iknowwhereyoulive in 1337 speak)). He starts dming people with their ip address, coordinates, and legal name when they harass his bro's little sister. Tucker is having the time of his life.

Idk where to take this, maybe Danny says the coordinates of the watchtower and Batman takes it as a threat, maybe Dani is doing a stream when Jazz gets taken by a rogue and she locates them from a cracked window in the background. All I know is I want Bruce to begrudgingly respect these kids while thinking they're a threat.

(I just had this image of Dani looking at a picture of some random dirt road and going "Oh, I know that dirt! That's Tasmanian dirt!")

Stephanie Brown is going through medical courses. Danny Fenton is in the biochemical program. They met in the library on campus because a scheduling error put them in the same Quiet Study Room for two hours.

They agree to share the space and make a little small talk but mostly study in silence.

After an hour of quiet pencil scritches Steph uses the chair to crack her back. Danny smirks and does the same. Steph laughs.

“You ever wish you could just take your spine out and wring it like a wet towel?” she asks as a joke.

“Oh I’ve done that,” Danny says. “Super satisfying.”

“…what?”

Clark, extremely sympathetic, because sometimes it feels like he has to talk people down from forming superman cults every other month, emails back.