DP X DC

DPxDC Prompt

A soulmate AU in which you crave the food your soulmate craves at any point in time.

For Danny that means he is craving coffee near constantly, which he is grateful for his ghost half's ability to process all the excess caffeine.

For Tim, he is confused because he doesn't know what he is craving, at first he assumes it is some sort of citrus food/drink and for months he goes through every single citrus flavored food or drink he can find. None of which are right, it is almost like they are adjacent to what he is craving and not at all close at the same time.

It isn't until he wakes up above a Lazarus pit after being stabbed through the gut does he figure out what he is craving and it honestly horrifies him.

Why is his soulmate craving Lazarus water? Are they a member of the League? Are they on this base? What does he do with this information!?

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Dp x dc prompt

Redhood didn't like people who took advantage of children. Fucking hated them.

So when he heard of a new crime lord employing children in there area, he had to put a bullet between that fucker's eyes. Apperently, the guy ran the original gang out of town and set the kids off on petty crime. Stealing money. Food, clothes, in some cases, even drugs.

Redhood stood outside an abandoned building, gun at the ready. There was no security, no goons. Did this guy know he was coming? Is this a trap? Redhood shook off his worries. No matter. He's just gotta get this bastard before it could get any worse.

He crept through raftors and boxes. He listened for footsteps. Step step step. The footsteps were heavy and dragging, sluggish. According to eye witnesses, the crime lord tended to drag his feet, maybe limp even.

Redhood slid out of hiding, pressed his gun up to the back of the man's head, and-

It was a kid. The kid turned around, so irely calm. His long black air hung down, obscuring his face, but Redhood could clearly see the way his pale sickly skin sank into his bones. How his dull blue eyes seamed to gloss over and stare into his soul. Almost daring him to pull the trigger. Yet, despite the dark of the warehouse, he almost seemed to glow.

"So?" He asked.

"Wha- so what?" Redhood asked. He was shaking. He hasn't put the gun down.

"Are you going to pull the trigger or not? I mean, you've got a clear shot. I just ask you to clean up after. The kids don't need to see that," The teen slowly blinked at him. Redhood slowly lowered the gun. Just a gang of kids run rampant, yeah. That's what this is.

The kid hummed and began to walk off. Redhood couldn't really call it walking or even limping. It looked more like dragging a nearly dead leg. Now that he was close, he could see it. The dragging leg, the dead arm in a sling. The lichtenberg scars crawled up his face, reaching his eye, blinded and half shut. How did this kid run a whole gang out of town?

Red Hood followed him. The kid only gave his a brief glance before shrugging. Redhood followed him to the back of the warehouse, where a group of kids slept. Redhood recognised them, street kids. All either homeless or too scared to go home.

"They helped me," the kid whispered, "I got rid of those people because I hated the way they hurt the people around them, and when I fell sick, those kids stepped up to help. The least I can do is give them a place to stay."

"You fell sick? You weren't always like this?"

"No. I used to be a lot stronger, braver," The kid gave a heavy sigh before slowly lowering himself to the ground. Crossing his legs and resting his head on his hand, "Now I can barely move without aching, I feel like an old man trapped in a teenager's body."

Redhood glanced between him and the sleeping kids. He was helping them, housing them. In return, they were stealing food and medicine for their sick friend, and Rehood almost shot him.

"My name is Danny, by the way," The kid- Danny grumbled.

Redhood sighed and sat down next to him, "Nice to meet you, Danny. I'm Redhood."

Dpxdc idea "Lost Fenton Protocol"

The Lost Fenton Protocol is a set of rules and procedures set in place for when, not if one of the Fenton children goes missing while out in a different city on a field trip.

It started when Jasmine Fenton, at the age of 9, got lost in Gotham and somehow found herself in Arkham Asylum having a deep conversation with Harley Quinn about the nuances of childhood developmental psychology. It is still unclear how she got inside. The only thing known for sure is that Harley Quinn, in the process of sneaking in to break out The Joker, found her roaming the halls and became distracted.

This was not the first time a Fenton was lost. However, it was the catalyst that prompted the creation of Lost Fenton Protocol.

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You, every night.

By You

There are just some days when writing feels like the hardest thing to do. You've made a mistake. In the excitement to share your ideas, you ended up pressuring yourself, and I'm sad to say I still do. So please remind yourself to take it slow. Remind yourself to take it easy. Each and every day, you shine in a way everyone can see, but you. Maybe it's time to look in a mirror. Not for looks or weight, pimples or insecurities. But just to reach out and say, "I see you and I love you."

You're a beautiful soul. You make beautiful things that make you laugh, cry, scream for the characters, and laugh again because you're a little stinker.

There are some days you're happy to watch go. You get to see the wonder of people growing around me. Siblings, friends, and family. But, aren't you growing to?

Life is pretty scary. Everything is an unknown. It's also what makes each day so exciting. You never know what may happen.

So be who you are. Love who you love. Make sure every day that you are doing what you enjoy. You may be slow or inexperienced, and that's okay. You're tender with what you love because you don't love much. You shouldn't compare yourself to others. They showed their love on their time and you'll do the same. Take your time. Breathe. Step away for a minute, an hour, or how much time you need. Just remember to do right by you. You're the only you you'll have.