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am taking perverse pleasure in reminding people it's 2025. that's a star trek year. silly little science fiction number. except it's happening, and DANG ain't it underwhelming!
oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash
The tags are everything I know. I am sharing this with every single one to try and spread the word.
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@crossoverdanuary Day 2, sorry about late posting day 1
"He was so tired, he didn't know what happened but he really wanted to sleep. Afterall, he felt safe."
V2 at night
Ok now I have an idea, I will be back with a story and art
:) I’m backkkk you all thought you could get rid of me
Yes I’m bringing attention to this like why is nobody talking about this????
Now let’s get into the main plot so Danny, Sam and Tucker have to GO and fast ( GIW or bad Fenton au either or. !!!Bonus points!!! If Danny got hurt and than it would make this so much funnier y’all get what I mean in a sec) and they all go to the ghost zone where they meet up with clockwork and he tells them that one of Tuckers earlier reincarnation made a place so in the future he’s good even if he doesn’t remember it so clockwork brings them to what looks like an ancient Egyptian empire with the civilians and the people who live there as the people who died in the past {sorry if this is a bit hard to read I am very tired} and they are brought to the place where clockwork just casually reveals that Tucker is the pharaoh ie: The King and Sam, Tucker and Danny take this very well for them this is a safe place for them to heal and live with the added bonus of helping with Danny’s obsessions (Protection and Space) and after a bit they gain the affection of the people and the…Protection of the people??? Because for the people they see that one of their queen (Danny) was hurt before the royals came here so they get a bit protective and for a bit of information here’s the main jobs of the trio
Tucker taking care of the rules and doing the main running of the empire
Sam takes care of the army and gardens of the empire ( making sure they have enough food and such )
Danny takes care of the people (who grown the most fond of ) and such
So you can see what I’m going for with this now here’s where the JL comes in so the empire was NOT in the ghost zone it is in its own little world but somehow the JL gets tipped off about a triving empire that NOBODY has made contact with so a group ( Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, the flash, green lantern you know the works) goes to make contact and hopefully make allies with them so they go and are taken aback a bit by how much this place is triving and what to meet the people who made this happen so what the JL was expecting was a lest a adult but instead they got what looked like a 16-17 with what looked like two people the same aged sitting next to him on either side (!!!EXRA BONUS POINTS!!! If one of the supers helped Danny before the meeting) and someone makes the dumb decision to ask them where are the REAL rulers and the guards in the room ( who I forgot to mention ) get mad at them and become hostile to them and Sam has to clam them down and that’s all for the plot at the moment
Now on to the details let’s start with tucker I’m thinking about this
( just instead of blue it’s red) and for a head piece I’m thinking the good old classic 
It just fits
Now for Sam I’m thinking is for her outfit
But in darker colors because she’s SAM and for a head piece I’m thinking something like this
Nothing to big because she has to train the army and she’s outside a lot so if it’s anything to big I think it will just be annoying
For Danny this
Mixed with this
Because ye and for his hair piece I’m braining
This I think it looks neat
Now that’s all from me byeee
yeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeeeeeeeeeeee
This week in Trauma Tuesday I figured why not give Jason some dissection trauma for a change. So warning for that.
DP x DC, dead on main
Next to his parents a man’s body laid on a steel table, chest cut open, ribs broken and sticking up. Everything was glistening red.
“His heart’s not beating,” Nightwing said faintly in horror as they all realized they were too late.
“What have you done!” Danny exclaimed in despair. “Why? He’s human!”
There were lines. Lines he’d hoped his parents wouldn’t cross. Liminal or not, somehow Danny hadn’t expected they’d kill him. Experiment yes, but cut him open so he bled out?
“He’s no more human than you!” His mother snarled.
And that had Danny’s head snapping to the body. Could it be?
He zipped over and pushed his parents away with a shield, instantly they started shooting at him and his shield. He willed it to hold against the ectopowered blasts. Then focused on the body.
If he was no more human than Danny, that would mean- a tiny wisp of cold air escaped his lips as he found it, his core. Small and malnourished and somehow running on the worst ectoplasmic slough-off he’d ever seen; it was fucking beautiful.
“Hey,” he whispered reaching in intangibly cradling his hands around it where it was inside the heart itself. A consciousness shifted inside and Danny felt a wave of relief and he choked on a laugh or a sob, he wasn’t sure.
“He’s alive,” he shouted over the blasts against his shield.
“His heart’s not beating! Even if you could start it-“ Nightwing didn’t have to continue; they could all see what had been done.
But they didn’t understand.
“He’s not gone,” Danny snarled, “Deal with them.” He tossed his head towards his parents. “And I will deal with this.”
He had a core. He wasn’t just liminal. He was like Danny; that was why they’d cut him open.
-
Jason felt floaty, cradled safely in a way that was hard to explain. Distantly in his chest there was pain. It made no sense what was going on?
There was a flash of relief and then a soothing hum met the question, and an echoey voice spoke:
“Try to relax, you’re very bad off.”
Bad off? What had happened?
A shudder of grief ran over him, was the voice crying?
“I’m so, so sorry, they hurt you because you’re like me.”
There was more to the story, a complicated knot of feelings: grief and disappointment, loss, betrayal.
“But look at you, you’re so amazing.” There was a wave of pride and love, large and encompassing and Jason had no clue what to do with it. He felt- he didn’t know how to describe it: Full? Bursting? Like he was about to cry. What had he done to warrant that?
Why? Why would you?
“You are of mine, and that in itself is enough. But you are even like me.” There was a sense of wonder and longing, tickling at the edges of his awareness.
“You are so resilient, somehow you’ve managed to survive even crippled by poisoned ectoplasm.”
He got the distinct impression of a feral smile.
“Let’s see what your core can do with the good stuff.”
It felt like a shock to his chest. A jumpstart and suddenly he felt it. The ball of energy that was him, his essence, his core, and the steady stream of energy being poured in. He was more his core than he was his body.
His body, which he knew wasn’t supposed to be like this, cut open, bleeding, dying. But his body was human and human bodies required so much more than just energy to heal, how was he-
“Don’t worry. Trust, Jason. I’m giving you the energy, just trust your core to know what’s right.”
A frisson of worry shot through him.
What about you?
He felt another smile, and beneath that more affection. Somehow, despite not quite feeling the pain from his gaping chest he could feel fingers tenderly running through his hair.
“It won’t hurt me, I’m also quite resilient.”
-
So as implied here there’s a reveal gone bad in the past between Danny and his parents. They now work for the GIW.
The rest of the story you’ll find out later, there’s probably some other bits here and there that would be good for Trauma Tuesday.
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Hey I was doing a digital version of this but my laptop glitched, so here is the traditional version. @crossoverdanuary
Day 4- any Fandom
DP x The Phantom of The Opera, Pitch Pearl edition