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Vlad (presumably) leading to Maddies death , or at the very least that Maddie would rather die fighting than have Vlad do X thing has GOT to have fucked with him

DPxDC Prompt - A little something from the Grimdark 80's.

Batman looked over the edge of the building before dropping down cape out to slow his fall. He hit the lower roof and rolled... this used to be easier... to standing and then dropped to a crouch. The mutants were watching the street just below him looking for another victim.

He dropped again, without the cape, landing heavy on the first before snapping his fist out and punching the second, breaking the guys right orbit and nose with a sickening crack. "Hmm, you gonna swing that pipe?" to the mutant behind him, as he turned to face him, "or just stand there and piss yourself?"

The pipe clattered to the pavement as the mutant ran. "Smart,"

Robin stepped out from the shadows down the alley clotheslining the mutant knocking him to the pavement. "Not smart enough."

He gave a heaving sigh, "I forgot how strenuous this was" he thinks to himself. He cuffs the mutants and leaves them in the middle of the sidewalk. "Robin, call to GCPD get them here to deal with this trash.

She nodded, "You got it, Boss," and rang the cops letting them know where to pick the mutants up. The old man hadn't slowed down much, even at 55, and Carrie knew it was going to be a long night of busting mutant heads.

~~~

Danny was busy. Way fewer ghosts, but loads more gangs and other criminals as the US pretty much eroded into a hellscape. And the deals the vigilantes had to take didn't help. But his little corner of a corner in this hellscape that was Amity Park was at least mostly safe.

But heavy is the head and all that.

And it looked like Bruce was out of retirement if everything on the idiot box was correct. That wasn't going to go over well. Today he was dealing with his old friend Constantine; still looking 32 years old even after all these years, "Nice to see you still kicking, Johnny."

"Oh, Danny Boy! The pipes the pipes are calling," Constantine sang as he walked into the kitchen at Fentonworks with a bottle of his favorite Glen Elgin. "How's about a drink? I think it's gonna be a long talk, and I always talk better over a drink."

Danny nods with a smile, "You style yourself the king of whiskey, and there's no denying you've always got the good stuff." He waves over to a pair of glasses on the sideboard. "Pour, and have a seat. Better make it 3 Sam should be here in a few minutes, and she'd hate to be left out."

"Righto, Danny Boy!" As he pours a hefty 3 fingers in each glass, neat. "So here's what I've heard down the vine, beyond Bats coming out of retirement. Those Mutants? Their leader isn't just a big muscle man pissed off at the world. Word has it from a couple of good sources that it's Vlad back again, possessing him for... well I haven't quite figured that out yet. Figured you'd want to know and want to help."

"Yeah, we want to know," Sam said from the door. "You better pour another Tucker is behind me with the kid." She smiled, "You know little Maddie and her Uncle King Tuck," she chuckles and grabs a fourth glass as Tucker and the 14 year old girl walked in to everyone looking right at them.

Tucker looked at Johnny, Danny, and Sam and nodded. "Gonna be one of those kinds of talks, isn't it?" to everyone in the room. They nod. Then to little Maddie with a smile, "better skidaddle, short stop, I know you got homework."

Danny nods once Maddie had left the kitchen, "Vlad's back. And he's possessed the leader of the Mutants. Not good for Bruce, not good for anyone really."

Constantine picks up the conversation, "We're not sure what he's up to, but with the league dismantled there's really no one to take this on but us. So suit up you three, we're going to Gotham."

Danny sighed, guess he was going to Gotham. Maybe he should call Fright Knight. Na. That'd just be a mess.

~~~

Bruce is 55. This is The Dark Knight Returns timeline. Seriously go read it. Bruce is vicious at this point, and the comic is by Frank Miller. So you get the idea. He could kill Superman, legit straight up with a kryptonite arrow shot by a one armed Ollie Queen.

Robin is Caroline Kelly; she saved Batman in his first fight with the Mutant leader and earned her place as Robin. Athletic and smart, she is an excellent Robin.

Danny & Sam are 29, married, and have a daughter Maddie named after her loving Grandma who passed defending Danny in a fight against Vlad 10 years ago, after a good reveal 15 years ago. Jack is alive, a doting grandpa, and mad inventor for Sam's artillery as she helps Danny fight crime etc. Jack spends a lot of time in the Zone hanging out with Maddie's ghost when he's not helping his son and family.

Danny is King, but leaves the daily running of his realm to Maddie and Clockwork. He's king, that's what stewards are for. 15 years of heroing have done Danny's physique a world of good, not to mention those Jack Fenton metagenes. He's grown and matured, but still has that mischievous streak in his glowing green eyes.

Sam is a little bit like Poison Ivy with a minor connection to The Green. She only has a limited control over plants, but what she can do has she has honed to fighting perfection. Usually it's vines and thorns for attack, wooden barriers as defense. Nothing as elaborate as Pamela or Swamp Thing can pull off, but handy in a fight.

Uncle Tucker is their guy in the chair. Decked out in an armored and armed Specter Speeder with all the communication goodies he and Jack can think of. If things go sideways he can also tap into his past life as Pharoah, and step up for a fight.

No Dick. No Jason. No Tim. No Damian. Dick is not mentioned in DKR it's assumed he took the vigilante deal and fucked off somewhere or id dead, and it was written before Jason, Tim, or Damian were even a thought.

~~~

I even tagged this one.

Have a good one.

Did u ever wwrwwriwwrwwritwwrwwriwwrwwrite Hal

Ok i have no idea how that happened but its funny so im keeping it

Prompt fill from the Discord server. This one is courtesy of @tourettesdog

Prompt where Danny keeps showing up like a stray cat at various hero's houses. He just comes and goes and they never know when he'll show up next. He's just this like pseudo-adopted child who will come over for dinner, crash on the couch, and he's gone by morning. No amount of research will tell them who he is past the limited information he's given them

The various heroes are unaware that his stray cat range wanders so far until someone mentions him at a JL meeting and all hell breaks loose.

There's eventually an intervention

Stray Cat Danny

Clark had just got home when he noticed the heartbeat on the fire escape two floors above him. As far as he knew, that apartment was empty, so it couldn't be the residents going out for a smoke. It was weird, very strange, and not his business.

He tried to leave it alone, but the heartbeat stayed on the fire escape for a few hours. Every now and again Clark would hear whoever it was shift, but other than that they stayed quiet. Again, weird, but not his business.

Until it started to snow right when Clark was about to start dinner.

He was just going to make sure whoever it was had somewhere warm to stay. Maybe direct them to a shelter. Clark opened the window and looked up, there was a dark bundle, worryingly still, on the fire escape.

"Excuse me?" Clark called. The bundle shifted but whoever it is didn't respond. Clark grumbled and made his way up to them, squatting down a few feet away.

"Are you alright?"

The bundle shifted, revealing one blue eye and a tuft of back hair.

"''m fine" a young male voice answered. The blue eye closed.

"You know it's going to snow tonight. I'm sure you'd be more comfortable in a shelter than on a fire escape."

"They're full." The boy answered. "All both of them."

Only two shelters for all of Metropolis? That can't be right. Clark looked up to the sky, the snow was starting to come down and he could swear it had gotten colder since he'd been out here. He couldn't leave the kid out here to freeze.

"How about you stay the night at my place? My couch is pretty comfortable, and I'm making beef stew for dinner, Ma's recipe." He let a bit of his Kansas accent show through. Hoping the country accent would put the boy more at ease. He was watching him now with both eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Did your Ma ever teach you about stranger danger?" The kid asked.

"Not exactly. She taught me to help people out if they need it. Did your Ma teach you stranger danger?"

"No," the boy said, "my mom taught me to put a full-grown man on the ground if I needed to."

That surprised Clark into laughing. "Well, you won't need to with me. What do you say you come inside?"

The boy watched him for another second before shivering violently and glaring at the sky.

"Yeah, alright. Just one night."

"I'm Clark, by the way," Clark said as he closed the window behind the kid.

"Danny." The kid said. He was rooted to the spot just a few steps into the apartment, eyes scanning the room.

"It's nice to meet you, Danny." Clark held out his hand to shake, but Danny didn't take it. After an awkward second Clark cleared his throat. "Uh. The stew is going to be a little while. You're welcome to the laundry and shower if you need it." Danny was pretty clean, but there was visible dirt on his face and clothes. "I might have some clothes my nephew forgot that you're welcome to." Dick was bigger than Danny for sure, but he was closer to Danny's size than Clark was.

Danny gave him a long look, before shrugging off his backpack. "Sure. Might as well."

Clark left to go get the clothes while Danny loaded some of his clothes and blankets in the washer. Once he presented the tee shirt and sweatpants Danny disappeared into the bathroom. When he reappeared he was scrubbed clean, his cheeks rosy either from the hot water or scrubbing.

Danny was even smaller than Clark was expecting. He was downright scrawny. Dick's shirt hung off Danny's shoulders, and Clark could clearly see his collarbones. This kid was not getting nearly enough to eat. Well, he was going to tonight if Clark had anything to say about it.

"The stew should be ready in about half an hour. Feel free to make yourself at home." Clark said. He expected Danny to sit on the couch and watch TV, but instead, Danny found his home office. it wasn't more than a desk with his work laptop on it and some of Clark's better pieces and awards framed and tacked to the wall above it.

"You're Clark Kent, the reporter?" Danny asked, eyes switching between the wall and Clark.

"That's me," Clark said. "You know my work?"

"I read your piece on metahuman and alien rights last year. It was good."

"Thanks. I really liked working on that piece."

"Did you always want to be a writer?"

"uh. No. When I was a kid I wanted to be an astronaut." Clark said, stirring the stew. Danny snorted. "What's funny?"

"Nothing," Danny said, taking a seat at the little kitchen table. "I wanted to be an astronaut, too."

"Yeah? You still could." Clark said.

"Nah. It's hard to be an astronaut without a high school diploma. What made you change to writing?"

"I went through a few different career paths before I landed on journalism."

"Do you like it?"

"I do. I like uncovering the truths people try to hide." Clark said. "You'd make a decent journalist, I'd think. Half of it is just asking the right questions."

Clark served up the stew into two bowls and brought them over to the table with some rolls and butter. "I don't have much in the way of drinks, is water okay?"

"Water would be great, thanks."

They ate in relative silence, Danny was too focused on his food to ask more questions. After they ate Danny nodded off on the couch almost as soon as he sat down. Clark couldn't bring himself to wake him up, so he just covered him with a blanket from the linen closet and headed to his own room.

Maybe in the morning he could make Danny pancakes or waffles and get him some new gloves and a jacket. The question was what to do after that? He didn't want to drop Danny off at a shelter, and taking him to the police would only destroy whatever trust he had gained with the boy. At the same time, he only had a one-bedroom apartment. He couldn't keep Danny here. Clark sighed. He'd have to talk to Danny in the morning and see what he wanted to do.

When Clark woke up he was greeted by the silence of the apartment and it took him a few minutes to figure out why that was wrong. There should be another heartbeat. Fearing the worst, Clark rushed into the living room to find it empty.

The blanket and clothes Danny had used had been neatly folded and placed on the back of the couch, along with a handwritten thank you note.

How did Danny leave without him hearing? Moreover, how'd he leave with the doors and windows still locked?

circle , 2d , istead of sphere , 3d

EVEN MORE BLASPHEMY

So John Constantine has canonically exorcised a ghost by telling it to piss off, so imagine, if you will, this:

Box Ghost:*appears* I am the Box Ghost, prepare to meet your rectangular and cardboard DOOM

John: Piss off

Box Ghost: *disappears*

John: Now, as I was saying-

Danny, sleep deprived and one ghost attack away from a mental breakdown: *in awe* TEACH ME YOUR WAYS MAGIC MAN

———

Box Ghost, in the Ghost Zone: What the *bleep*

Want

Were

Gah

My favorite DPxDC posts on tumblr (as I find them)

Eco-Ecto-Scientist Danny (I recommend going through all the reblogs of this one, they go in all sorts of beautiful directions, but you will get sucked in for a good two hours)

Danny and Sam are Thomas and Martha reincarnated

Dead on Main singer!Danny au song

Crime Lord Danny

Everlasting Insomniacs - Tim goes to Arkham

Danny and Danielle hostages in Gotham with moving walls

Tucker is a Streamer Danny is his cryptid roommate

Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 1

Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 2

Team Phantom knocks out Nightwing

Son of Themyscira: Danny's Grave

Danny works at a diner front

Team Phantom is Young Justice Dark

Batman buys Constantine's soul

Constantine's Interns

CADMUS Danny and Match

Danny is a training villain art

Danny's Bowery Daycare (with fic link)

VVV These two start with the same prompt but go in wildly different directions. VVV

Escalation au

Instincts au

Thermos/Urn Misunderstandings

Drink mix-up and Weston family curse

That's all I can find for now, my eyes are burning and I've been at this for 3.5 hours.

@jedipirateking

Behold!

Not what id usually tag you for but cmon this is good

(@technicallya1manband @tortilla-of-courage @sky-squido)

in reference to the chain fic

just realized that when Ravio returns home to find the door gone and multiple items missing from Legend’s house, it’s going to look like some one robbed the place

Couldve sworn ive seen you ask this past reblogs , but anyway

Jason is often characterized being mad / sufferring from Pit Rage , Jazz wants to go to college to get a Psychology Degree

Ergo: Anger Management

It has tentatively been called Hardcover Ship (book nerds unite!) in recent months tho

I know theres a whole ass Google Docs with MANY name combinations (Danny x Duke being called GhostLight i find oddly funny) but i cant find it yet

On a side note , i choose to believe in Jazzs pic there is a basketball JUST off frame

Is there a name for the Jason Jazz ship?

Because if there is not, I'd like to submit "Abs and azz" for peer review.

Does anyone know this artist to credit?