John Constantine: *whimpers*
The Batfam: Uh, should we… do something about this??
Constantine: *casts a spell. Ineffectively. Whimpers again.*
Damian: Tt. I have already contacted Alfred to prepare an enclosure.
Constantine, literally throwing the book at Little Baby Man, nothing sticking: *visible crisis* This isn’t a great sign.
The Batfam, watching this foot long creature cause mass property damage, cultists screaming and bleeding: Can we do something else?
Constantine: Alright I’m out. Call me if you make it mad and I might be able to divert it from destroying the universe. Might.
The Batfam: *panic and concern*
A group of cultists have procured all that is neccessary to bring forth their lord, the real lord, the Undying Ruler of All Things Dead, King of The Infinite Realms, so he shall bring forth a new future of fear and destruction. They will have a world anew, remade in their deity's image.
"Rise!" screams their illustrious leader. "Rise, oh Great One!"
The summoning circle glows an unearthly green, to the point it becomes blinding. Black smoke rises behind the light, then a figure starts to be seen through the fog. He has arrived.
The smoke clears, and the Cult of Pariah the Dark get a full view of the being they have summoned.
They see a... small... worm creature...?
Oh those poor, poor fools. They know not of the dangers they have unleashed. They stand, unwittingly staring at the harbringer of their demise, for they have not summoned Pariah Dark, oh no, no, no, no, no, no. That entity, despite his destructive nature, can be reasoned with. The being they summoned cannot.
The Little Baby Man stares back, a smirk from ear to ear and eyes wide. He lounges at them.
They never stood a chance.
STICK
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Baby feral Danny just EaTiNG Red Hood will live on in my dreams
dp x dc prompt #36
i’ve seen a lot of prompts about de-aged danny running around gotham from the GIW, and one of the bats find him and practically adopt him on the spot.
what i want to see is a very self sufficient four year old danny that has already been successfully escaping for a while with just some minor help from gotham, and is only found because he’s doing something stupid while running away from someone.
i want danny getting chased by the GIW through the city, and the bats only notice when he tarzan swings by them with laxer fire chasing him.
first 5 faceless emojis are how your summers gonna go
Ok but hear me out: Dash is Bill the henchman. He grows up and just becomes Bill. The other henchman want to know how he’s so chill. The villains want more information on his resume (Is that… does that say you spent four years bullying a superhero or—). The heroes just really want to know how he’s healing so fast (the vials of green he keeps downing can’t be Lazarus pit water, there’s NO WAY).
Dash is just living his best life, founding the Gooniun, and enjoying Gotham. Hey, at least he’s better than Danny—that kid kept flying around reviving heroes at random!
Dash goes through some hard times and is forced to become a henchmen in Gotham to make ends meet.
After long, unfruitful investigation, Bruce books an appointment. As Batman.
He fully intends to learn more about Jazz, and this appears to be the only avenue open to him. He is outfitted with every precaution in the book (especially magic prevention).
Jazz greets him with a gentle smile. Then sits him down, and asks how she can help.
Bruce: Hn.
Jazz: In your appointment, you indicated that you wished to investigate if I was the right therapist for you. I know you struggle with boundaries, so let’s discuss those first.
Bruce: Hn.
Jazz: I will never use interventions you have not explicitly consented to. This includes, but is not limited to, any medical, magical, or technological influence. In addition, I will not disclose any information I gain from these sessions, in any way, without your permission. I am willing to sign a magical contract enforcing such, which would prevent any chance of such information or actions being coerced from me using any mortal, technological, interdimensional, or magical means.
Bruce: …Hn
Jazz: you are welcome to inspect said contract. *places paper in front of him * I will sign it if you are satisfied, however long that may take. By necessity it is two sided, and if you sign you would also be magically bound, but as it currently stands your signature would bind you to nothing. Any negotiation you wish to have about the contents can be scheduled for your next appointment, but please let me know if you will be bringing counsel.
Bruce, suspiciously: Hn
Jazz: You are welcome to consult anyone you wish. If your investigation raises questions unrelated to my practice, please answer them using the proper channels.
Bruce: Hn
Jazz: Of course, if you would rather me not use the contract, that is also very much an option. I believed having an unbreakable assurance of my actions might reassure, but as everything it is optional.
Bruce: …hm
Jazz: I understand that security is important to you. I am not trying to hurt you or your city, but I do not expect you to take that on faith. As I morally oppose the methods of surveillance you normally employ, I am offering this as a compromise.
Bruce is sure the contract is a trap. He utilizes every precaution for moving and studying it. When all his information agrees with that said by Jazz, he calls in Constantine.
Constantine would like to know where Bruce got a soul binding contract made by the king of all the afterlife’s, and why it was set up to bind two humans, and how he had managed to negotiate getting it set up so well, and what type of contract protects Bruce and his family so well.
Constantine would like Bruce to know that there is no catch.
Constantine would like Bruce to know that the lack of a catch was almost certainly accidental, everything supernatural tries to add catches, and Bruce should seize the opportunity as fast as possible before the lack of catch is noticed.
And so, the next day, Bruce makes an appointment and signs the contract.
Jazz does too.
She folds her hands together, and Bruce waits for her to try and exploit a catch she had messed up putting in the contract.
Instead, she smiles, and asks how he’s been doing.
It takes a months worth of appointments before Bruce realizes that she literally intended there to be no catch, she’s just here for therapy, and by then he is,, feeling better? His children are happier? He is more effective as a person??
It is reluctantly that he admits that those people who kept telling him he needs therapy might have been right.
So I've seen a lot of "Jazz works as a therapist at Arkam" in the dp x dc fandom, and while I like the concept, I also feel like Jazz would take one look at the place and immediately be like "what the absolute fuck" at just the everything of the place.
Like, she either nopes out after the tour during the interview or quits not too long afterward starting there, not because she can't take it but because she's so appalled by what's going on there and can smell the corruption rolling off the place and knows no one sent to there is ever actually going to get the help they need.
So Jazz decides to open a private practice instead while still being absolutely determined to work with the various rogues in the city, she is here to help and nothing is going to stop her.
So she just starts showing up at known hangouts of rogues and during their heists/schemes/sprees, and even fights between them and the batfam, just like
"Hi! It’s so nice to meet you! My name is Dr. Jasmine Fenton/Nightingale/whatever last name she’s using and I was hoping we could talk!"
Casually kicks a baterang away without looking because she's being polite and professional!
"I understand that your experience with therapy through Arkam has been nothing but atrocious and that you are rightfully -"
Kicks Batman away without breaking eye contact or a sweat.
"Suspicious of attempting therapy again, and Idon't want to force anything on you, therapy should be on your terms after the experiences you've had but -"
Grabs Robin out of the air as he leaps at the rogue she's talking to and tucks him under her arm, ignoring his feral hissing and all attempts to break her hold.
"-I really think that you'd find it beneficial, even if I'm not the right therapist for you."
The rogue in question is having the time of their life and takes Jazz's business card - and a few extra to pass around - not really intending to actually ever book a therapy appointment with her but way too entertained and excited to share this madness with everyone else.
But then one of the rogues actually looks up Jazz's website and sees all the various safe guards she’s put in place to ensure that any villians that come to her will be protected while seeing her - soundproof therapy room, regular sweeps for listening and tracking devices, the most insane firewalls and protections anyone has ever seen on her network, and ooh she provides snacks and drinks!
So someone finally books an appointment with her, half convinced she's either going to turn them in or is a villain herself intent to experiment on them, but then it’s actually really nice??? And they feel a lot better afterwards?? She doesn't even say anything to indicate that she wants them to stop being villains, she just wants them to be okay??
So more and more rogues start going to her, and Batman was already losing his mind about this woman before - Oracle can't hack her system?!? And her background check shows a totally normal Psychiatrist?? - but now half of Gotham's heavy hitters and a dozen or so other minor league villains are seeing her regularly and every time he tries to get info on any plans the rogues might be scheme via her office it fails utterly. Nightwing got knocked out with something called a creep stick and when he tried to break in himself to get answers she just appeared out of no where and gave him the most scathing lecture about doctor-patient confidentiality before bullying him off her property and threatening to sick her brother on him if he tried again?
And because she's become such a figure in the Gotham underworld, she gets the attention of Joker.
And everyone, rogues and Bats alike, are terrified that she’s going to try and take him on as a patient like she has so many other villains in the city and that's just a recipe for tragedy.
But then the Joker is on his way to the hospital with two broken legs and the fear of god beat into him babbling about eldritch nightmares and whenever anyone asks Jazz what happened she just shrugs and just says things like "I refused him as a patient, he's not my problem." Or "My brother doesn't like clowns." And just, does not elaborate.
Batman is losing his mind over it all. Jazz is just happy to be able to actually help the rogues. Arkam is less happy about how she absolutely destroys their reputation.
Danny had plans okay? He had plans!?
He was going to meet with Lady Gotham and ask her permission for him to stay in Gotham before he excepted the acceptance letter to Gotham University. She couldn’t exactly say no due to him being of higher power in the Ghost Court but it would be rude of him to not ask. So that was the plan and it was a simple one that shouldn’t have gotten this screwed up.
Lady Gotham seemed to have a preference for rooftops and Danny wasn’t about to object to meeting her on one, him being in her domain and all. After she tells him it’s okay for him to chill in her city she disappeared quickly. When meeting with a domain or lair owner you get tunnel vision so you can only focus on the owner. Apparently it was a type of defense mechanism. Having home field advantage and all that jazz.
That being said Danny forgot he was on the edge of the roof facing the drop. He was already startled by coming back to himself when he heard someone softly land a few feet behind him. Turning around quickly he lost his footing on the slippery edge and decided this was embarrassing enough so he let gravity take hold and he fell.
He’s been thrown into enough building and has broken enough concrete with his back to know this fall won’t hurt him. When he hit the ground it felt more like he jumped on a hard bed. Not a pleasant feeling but it also doesn’t hurt. Danny just wasn’t expecting the person, who he now sees is Red Robin, who startled him to jump after him.
Laying there in a dirty alleyway after falling from a five story building isn’t his best move but it’s too late now. He laid still hopping Red Robin won’t fully notice him but of course he can never get what he wants.
Red Robin kneels down next to him and feels for a pulse Danny knows won’t be there. Red Robin says something he can’t quite catch into what he assumes is a com and then let’s out a quiet “shit” shaking his head. Danny opens his eyes and looks at him saying, “watch your language.”
He got a terrified screech in response.
Ok ok but. This person *cough Ra’s cough* is not an idiot. They decide to test this so-called “immortality” by crushing the snail.
Well, it.. doesn’t perish… but it certainly dies, and now there’s a ghost snail inching through the air towards him and nothing will stop it.
And so Danny gets kidnapped by this frootloop another time, except now it’s as Fenton, and this guy wants him to contain the snail.
…UNFORTUNATE
Danny gets summoned by [Insert DC character here] and they ask for immortality. And while Danny might look like a giant regal ancient-looking king with a cape made of the fabric of reality and a body made of space, he is still a teenager, so he accepts.
[Insert DC character here] is about to offer there soul or firstborn child, but Danny stops them and instead picks up a random snail, whispers some ancient, unbreakable magic on the snail, and tells [Insert DC character here] that the snail is immortal, always knows where they are, will always follow the quickest past to you, and if it touches them, they will instantly die. Danny puts the snail on the ground and vanishes, leaving them to there fate.
this is a glorious crack fic idea. I. I am in awe
So Smol. Smol danger noodle. So Cute Slime Snek.
First time drawing lil baby man.
Last night I wrote a thing with BB and Danny and then was struck with the idea: if Beast boy can turn into any creature he sees (he’s turned into aliens, demons, and cryptids before) then… why not lil baby man??? He has a friend now!!
*drops into the reblogs to save *
Everyone Right here right now. Stop what You’re doing and give me your thoughts. What’s on your mind? How’s it going? Yeet your funky little mind worms at me