Ok Ok But. This Person *cough Ra’s Cough* Is Not An Idiot. They Decide To Test This So-called “immortality”

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*

DP Prompt #4

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.

So cute I love him.

It HIM

He wants to stay in his fluffy home!

I'm sorry so I just found out this is a thing.

Like there's bird who make nests out of mushrooms and cobwebs.

Which screams Danny phantom wing AU material to me.

Also

10000% could see little baby man doing weird crap like this 🤣🤣💖

But also look at how cool the nest is.

first 5 faceless emojis are how your summers gonna go

I see no way for this to go wrong

Sacrifice Danny to the goose

THE SACRIFICE MUST BE MADE ( @tourettesdog ‘s little baby man makes an appearance :) )

So cute and so smol

I don’t know why we’re drawing Danny as a little baby man but I’m down

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Danny, causally being Peak Mad Scientist, would absolutely be Bat adoption (or Batkid romance?) bait. But. But. The Sirens would be all over this. Maybe the Rogues (some of them) too, depending on their moral orientation.

So; custody battle! The Bats (and other heroes) are trying to adopt him, Lex Luthor wants him either dead or working for Lexcorp, the Rogues want an alliance with him, Ra’s has some pointed questions for him, and the Sirens think he’s the cutest wittle scientist ever—look at his schemes, Ives! Look at his style!

Danny isn’t entirely sure having an entire dimension trying to recruit him is that much better than his own trying to dissect him, but he’ll take it.

Inspired by this post. & design from @little-pondhead

I'd probably try to draw more later but for now, my brain is mush

This 'mad scientist' au has me in a chokehold. I wish nothing more than to run away with it and make a comic out of it. Danny deserves to be a gremlin in another universe and make it everyones problem.

I'd like to think that there's a day he just takes blueprints from Vlad and makes his own hoverboard and chills on it.

Imagine: Danny sitting on it with a bucket of popcorn as he watches the corrupt companies screech to high heaven to stop the program he installed and "WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE CANT STOP IT- NO I DON'T NEED THAT FILE GET RID OF- ITS UPLOADED ON THE INTERNET?!"

It HIM

Bruce calls Constantine for a second opinion

Constantine chokes on his cigarette and goes on “vacation” in an alternate dimension

He discusses the matter with Wonder Woman and Superman (his friends, for support) and Diana is overjoyed to hear that the “legendary guardian” survives

She then congratulates Bruce for becoming royalty

And then, after seeing his confusion, refuses to elaborate (the Great One will tell you in his own time)

Bruce would very much like to learn more about this,, baby eldritch abomination? Self proclaimed “ghost”? Somehow Royal??,, Being he has adopted.

He suspects that this might be more difficult than anticipated

This is a follow-up/one-shot based on the fic I wrote here, which was based on the prompt by @ghostreblogging

I'm really having fun with Big Brother Danny AU~ big thanks to everyone taking the time to read it!

Not So Normal

Daniel Fenton-Wayne had been with the family for a while now. To say that he was odd would be an injustice because he wasn't really. At least, not compared to the rest of the costume wearing vigilante family. Danny was a civilian, albeit a strange one. Danny and Damian were close in age, and everyone could tell that Danny wanted to be a good big brother; he'd never had the chance to before. The strangeness came in when Damian brandished his many weapons toward Danny, and he... caught him mid launch. Just snatched the little bird out of the air for a hug. Damian had thought he was putting up a fight, but it was clear that Danny wasn't struggling. He seemed so casually unbothered by Damian's behavior, but he was normal, ya know?

Damian sneers and waves his fork menacingly at Danny during dinner?

"He's fine! He's like, what, 10 years old?"

Damian growled that he was clearly 12 and threw himself over the table at him.

Damian threatens him with his swords?

"Damian! No!"

"Nooooo! Don't discourage him! He might lose interest!" And even as the rest of the family assured him that that would be a good thing, he handed Damian the blade and asked if lessons were on the table so Damian could have a "competent sparring partner." He still tried to stab Danny after that.

As concerning as it always was when Damian tried to stab someone, they were all relieved that Daniel seemed to be able to handle the demon brat better than most. Eventually the baby bird would warm up to him and stop stabbing him so often, but until then, Danny could handle himself.

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Let it be known that Damian did not have a favorite brother! They were all imbeciles with poor taste in humor and mediocre fighting skills. That being said, Danny did have a leg up over the others for inquiring about sword lessons to improve his fighting prowess, even if he was already surprisingly adequate for a civilian. Well, that and other things that Danny had admitted only to him in the months he'd been with the family. It was strange being the one he confided in, but he felt a sort of pride that, even though he'd tried to stab Daniel, he was still the one he went to when he needed to talk about stuff he hadn't told the others. So perhaps it wasn't that surprising that when he'd gotten in trouble, Danny was the one Damian called for.

Patrol that night had been boring and quiet. Too quiet. Way too quiet for Gotham, which meant that something bad was brewing. Batman had handed Robin off to Nightwing for the night while he poured over all the reports and data from the last few weeks to figure out what the rogues of Gotham could have planned. Nightwing was ashamed to say that the Joker had gotten the jump on them. He'd tied the two up, leaving their comms on so the rest of the bats could hear all of the terrible things Joker had planned for them. He included terrible reminders of how he'd murdered Jason and how he couldn't wait to pluck the wings from Batman's other birdies. Damian wanted to rip his throat out for that, but he was in no shape to fight. His family was in danger, so he called out to the only other person he trusted.

"DANIEL!" Damian screamed long and loud for his brother, the plea surging forth from deep in his chest. Dick looked horror stricken that his baby brother had called out for the one member of the family that wasn't a vigilante, painting a huge target on his back. But even as he could hear the commotion coming through the comms and see the panicked look on Dick's face, he called for Danny again. His brother would help. He would come!

The room's temperature dropped in an instant, their panting, panicked breaths fogging the air while the lights flickered. The Joker paused in his maniacal laughter to observe the Lazarus green pool forming on the ground between him and the birds. Frost and ice cracked through the concrete of the warehouse as a head of white hair with a crown of crystalline ice rose through the small pit and the Joker's veins flooded with dread at the too wide, too sharp smile on the thing's face.

"Don't worry, I'm here. You're safe," he cooed comfortingly back to Damian, his voice an otherworldly echo in the large space. "But you?" He gestured to the Joker with claw-like fingers. "Well, let's just say, I've been d̵͔̦̩̒̒̊ẙ̴̧͓͕̺ḯ̸͖̪͔n̶͉͛g̵̻̾͒͜ to get my hands on you."

It happened so fast that no one really knew if the Joker screamed or not. In one moment, the boy's body had morphed into a cloud of inky black scattered with what looked like honest to God stars that smothered the Joker, and in the next, he was gone. The being who, upon closer inspection, definitely looked like Danny if he had white hair and green eyes and was a literal Eldritch creature, was untying them with care.

"Danny?" Dick questioned. He acknowledged him with a quick nod before turning back to Damian, the one who had called.

"You came," the youngest mumbled.

"You called," Danny answered with a soft smile. "Did you think that I wouldn't?"

"No. I knew that you would. You're not incompetent like the others."

"You guys heard that, right? That was definitely a compliment!"

Damian huffed but sagged in relief once he and Dick were both untied.

"You- you're-" Dick stumbled over his words in astonishment. "Danny, you're a meta?"

"Technically, it's a medical condition, but details," he responded, waving off the rest of the question with a cheeky smile.

In Nightwing's ear Bruce asked to speak with Danny. He removed the earpiece and tapped Danny's arm with it, gesturing to his ear. The "meta" slid it on just in time to hear his adoptive father shout.

"We will be talking about this as soon as everyone gets home safe, am I understood!"

"Loud and clear, boss man!"

"Let it be known that I knew something was weird about Danny!" He heard Jason exclaim. "No offense man."

"None taken, my Revenant sibling mine."

"Where did the Joker even go?" Someone over the comms asked. Danny thought it was Steph.

"I sent him to clown jail. I hate clowns. I've literally never met one that hasn't tried to kill me or my family."

Upon learning that the Joker wasn't the first homicidal clown that their, before now, seemingly normal brother had met, the comms erupted into chaos. Danny tossed the earpiece back to Nightwing before whisking them away back to the cave under the manor. He had a lot of explaining to do.

Wrong Number AU

“I SWEAR TUCKER IF I HAVE TO DEAL WITH THE “I WANNA END YOUR DAD, MARRY YOUR MOM, AND TURN YOU INTO MY EVIL STEPSON/HEIR AND IF YOU DONT IM JUST GONNA TRY CLONING YOU ONCE MORE” FRUITLOOP AGAIN FOR A SECOND TIME THIS WEEK I AM GOING TO LET MY ROUGES END ME, DONT CARE WHO, JUST GONNA LET THEM FINISH WHAT THE PORTAL ACCIDENT STARTED”

-sent by Unknown Number

When Jason Todd woke up that morning to check his texts. He wasn’t expecting this.

When Danny sent that rant text to what he thought was Tuckers number (his old phone got smashed in a recent ghost fight, Sam gave him a new one she wasn’t using, and Tucker was out of town for a while so he couldn’t help Danny transfer his data yet) he wasn’t expecting a rather cyptic response

“Wrong number kid. But just for my own curiosity and concern, who is and where can I find this Fruitloop? I just wanna have a chat with him.”