Danny: You Think Because They're The Same Species As Me They'll Listen? No. Some People Just Hate And

There are several beats where no one talks. It stretches. Phantom tilts his head. "Is there a further issue?" He asks.

"Yeah, you're possessing my little brother's fucking corpse. He-fuck!" The red helmeted one (he should probably ask for names) snarled and kicked out at the wall.

"Hood-" the one in black and blue tries to speak, but is ferociously cut off.

"No, don't you DARE tell me to fucking calm down! He's dead! Tim fucking died! Another Robin died alone and in pain in a warehouse, help just a few minutes too late and- fuck! Motherfucking," Hood let out an incensate noise of raise, half cry of anger half sob, "We heard our little brother die, and you ask me if there's a fucking ISSUE?!" It was at this point that Hood turned violently and accusatorily to Phantom.

Phantom paused. He... rarely dealt with the bereaved anymore. He remembered guilt. He remembered grief. He knew that in each moment of intense grief, he imagined that it had felt like dying. Again. He knew better now.

But he also knew it was distant. It had been so, so long since he was human and felt things the way they did. He had long gotten over that, but every so often it panged back into him. The feeling of other. The feeling that though he may command Space, there was still so much between him and others.

Phantom slid off the box he was sitting on and approached Hood. The beings around him scrambled; to get out of or into his way, he didn't know. Hood refused to move. Phantom stopped in front of him.

"I grieve with you," He spoke through still healing vocal cords (deadaloneafraidpainnononoIwanttolivenonoIwantmyDad-) and let the tears he had hardly noticed holding back began to fall. "Your grief is mine, and I grieve with you," And then Phantom began to Sing.

It wasn't in any human tongue. It didn't use vocal cords so it wouldn't strain the child's (a child) body any further.

It echoed and reverberated through the warehouse and heard as others began to sob underneath its weight. It was loss. It was grief. It was despair and pain made into a noise and driven into the soul in horrible, haunting melody.

But there was hope. Of course he added hope, this wasn't the end. Trauma and memories would remain, as would scars, but healing would be found in time. A new joy of lost loved ones coming back because they would not truly rest until they did. It wasn't the end. Not a goodbye, but until I see you again.

Death was not the end.

His Song tapered off in one final warble that rang through the warehouse until silence returned. The people within stared at him. The pretty magic user sniffed heavily before lowering her head. Good, she knew the significance of a Song delivered by one of the dead.

"We are honoured," She spoke tremulously through her own tears.

Phantom inclined his head in return. "The honour is mine," he replied. Then paused. "Hood?" He asked.

"What?" The man asked, voice warbling and broken through his helmet. There was a sharp burst of static that might've been a sniff.

The edges of Phatom's vision through this body was darkening and blurring at the edges. He had forgotten a lot of things about blood loss. Like the dizziness that came with, lightheadedness, and fainting.

"You might want to catch. I don't think adding a concussion to the list of injuries is a good idea," Phantom collapsed in a rush of darkened vision and briefly feeling strong arms catch him and hearing buzzing shouts before he was out.

Danny's Nest

Tim gets sacrificed in a ritual to summon "the ALL powerful conqueror, Phantom". And by sacrificed, I mean Tim really dies and Danny is forced into his body forcefully.

There's no coming back from that. Not even after the cultists are stopped.

I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.

My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813

*electric guitar riff*

And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like

Alternatively, they burst in to find Danny locked in a stare down, repeating the lines in unison. The Joker won't take this challenge lying down! Who will break first?

Well, the Joker when he gets tackled by Batman. Batman ruined the game! He'll have to find the kid again so they can finish the game.

Danny, who just wants to sleep and not be in some kind of witness protection that gets him set up with the Waynes, is not amused.

Dp X dc prompt

Danny gets kidnapped by the joker

The joker is doing this Live on TV, to gwt The attention of Batman.

He is doing his villain monologue

" -you know? It so crazy that-"

" Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room, a Rubber room, a Rubber room with rats. Rats? Rats make me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me in a room, a Rubber room, a Rubber room with rats. Rats? Rats make me crazy. Crazy?-"

When the Batfam arrives the Joker is crying on the floor while in the fetal position, Danny is still going at it, and he is not stopping any time soon

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Bruce had a habit. He checked on his kids every night before he went to sleep. To know they were home. They were safe. Their wounds had been tended to, their nerves soothed, and they could rest peacefully. Bruce couldn't truly sleep well without knowing his children were okay.

It was a full house that night, with even Jason aquescing to spend the night, if only for 'Alfie's award winning blueberry pancakes' as he put it. So he peeked in to see his children, to reassure himself, to see them breathe.

Dick was an artful tangle of limbs, squishy bat plush held snugly against his chest. Jason had a book on his nightstand with the lamp still on. Bruce turned it off for him. Tim was asleep face down on his desk. Bruce shuffled the sleep deprived teenager to his bed before tucking him in. Cass was sleeping peacefully, guarded by her army of stuffed animals. Bruce smiled and closed the door. Damian was asleep, Titus curled up around his young owner. Well, at least he hadn't brought Batcow to his bed this time. Duke had forgotten to close his blackout curtains, which Bruce did for him. The young daytime vigilante deserved as much undisturbed rest as he could get. Next room, open the door-

Bruce barely had enough time to remember that no one lived in this room before he registered someone face down on the bed. He didn't turn on the light, and instead crept forward, letting his eyes adjust to the dark and see for him.

Black haired teenager, slightly younger than Tim, breathing slowly and deeply. It wasn't how the child showed up in what was supposed to be a secure location that concerned him. It wasn't his vaguely bedraggled state or dark eyebags that were apparent even when he was asleep. No what truly concerned him were the bruises Bruce could see.

Purpling marks around his thin wrist in the shape of a far larger hand. Bruises and small cuts on his forearms, the kind Batman would see on someone who had tried to protect themselves. And a large bruise on the child's cheek, the kind he had seen on his own children when someone got in a good punch to the face. But he'd also seen it on other children. Children who were scared, and alone, and betrayed by the people who were supposed to take care of him. Bruce felt a sinking ceartinty that there were more wounds he couldn't see on the teenager.

The detective in him wanted to wake the kid up. Learn everything he could, get his answers, assess a potential threat.

The father in him... said that this kid had no one to check on him at bedtime. To adjust his blankets, turn off his lights, close the curtains, make sure he was happy, safe.

Bruce looked at this thin, bruised child, and pulled a blanket up to the teenager's shoulders. Questions could wait until tommorow. Until then, Bruce hoped the kid slept soundly in what may have been the safest place they'd been in a while.

decided to rewatch the Million Dollar Ghost episode and… guys. Vlad says the skeleton key (used later on to free Pariah Dark) can be used to “travel to any realm”.

…why don’t we use the key for crossover shenanigans???

Danny, too tired to phase back into the house, mixes up his house key and the skeleton key and accidentally steps through the doorway into a Completely Different World and just has to Deal With That with 0 preparation, almost no powers due to how tired he is, and like 2 hours of sleep in the past 4 days.

This leads to a very very tired Danny collapsing into the first bed he finds.

…Who’s bed it is depends on the crossover you want, but just think of the POSSIBILITIES of “finds Danny in their bed” being the first meeting.

Breaking News: Gotham Mayor Candidate Gets in Fist Fight with Outside Mayor

On a related note, approval rating of Candidate Fenton have moved up by 3%.

Danny runs for Mayor

Simple Prompt: Danny runs for the Gotham Mayor position

Extended Prompt: Danny is an absolute little shit throughout his entire campaign but still manages to win because he is legitimately one of the best candidates around

Just imagine the crack that could come from this!

Reporter: What is your stance on Vigilantism? Danny: Well I agree that Vigilantes are helpful for the communities that need them, and they should work with the police at every opportunity, I feel like the idea will always be a city where Vigilantes are not needed. Also I fail to see the relevancy of the question, there are no vigilantes in Gotham Reporter: What do you mean? What about the Bat-Family? Danny: No, Batman isn’t a Vigilante. Batman is a Crime Lord.

Or

Danny: As mayor, I promise that I will not be infected by corruption. Not because of my moral standings, but because I absolutely fucking hate clowns and I will never accept a bribe as long as that guy is still alive. Yes this is me putting a hit out on the Joker. Crime Bosses, if you want to try and bribe me, you gotta kill him first or I won’t even consider it!

Or

Batman: Why is a Meta-Human running for Gotham Office? You know this city doesn’t have a very good track record with people like you. Even the Signal had a rough start. Danny: Well, I just had a strong compulsion to help this city reach the peak of it’s potential *looks over Batman’s shoulder to see Lady Gotham holding up Cue Cards telling him what to say. She promised to help with his paperwork for the next 50 years if he became Mayor and helped fix her city* Danny: Such a strong compulsion…

Or

Penguin: Look kid, I don’t care if you have enough power to destroy me at the subatomic level, I have enough money to ruin you, your sister, your parents, even your uncle! Danny: Oh really? I could get the souls of every person you have ever killed to get confessions out of them. Or I could give them the power to rip you apart. Or I could even just possess you and donate all your money to charity.

Or

Danny: Oh god dammit! Vlad: Hello Badger! Glad to see you followed in my footsteps instead of your fathers! Danny: This wasn’t because of you! Lady Gotham asked for help! Vlad: A WIN IS A WIN!

DP Prompt

Danny starts growing ice horns and claws after he discovers his ice powers so he travels to the far frozen once again with more questions.

Turns out so many Yeti's have ice spines, horns and claws because it is their core's way of releasing energy to prevent build up.

Danny learns along with his horns he will also have a lower body temperature as his body naturally releases cold energy. Turns out the far frozen wasn't always so frozen, it was a combination of so many ice core ghosts living in one place that made it what it was today.

reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

Danny: I have decided to steal all the bright green things in Central City because, *checks hand* I am the most green of all and only I can have it. The only reason Green Lantern isn't my nemesis is because I can't get to space yet.

Flash, desperately trying to take this kid in for hot chocolate and a home-cooked meal instead of for arrest: I can get you to space. So come with me? Please?

Danny, who has been channeling his inner Box Ghost: That would be sufficient, red one! I, the Green Ghost, will be the most green of all!

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Danny is being hunted. Both his parents and the Giw. They all think he is a villain so he might as well be one.

He’d just choose who he’d be a villain for.

By then he had one choice. The flash. That man seems to care about his villain . He doesn’t think the man would let one of his villains be tortured or experimented on.

After his recent escape from the parties hunting him he sets out for central city. He’d just be a villain to an actual decent person instead.

I’m personally imagining him still a teen and doing the most mundane crimes. Just using his powers enough the cops can’t do anything to stop him.