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I meannnnn he could still have grandbabies, ghost biology is VERY different from human biology...if you catch my drift.

THE IDEA OF MANNY ASKING OUT DANNY IN FRONT OF HIS WHOLE FAMILY IS SENDING MEEEEEEE

Please, please, please, do you have any more headcanons for how tigerghost's parents would react to their sons dating? 🙏 🙏 🙏

I'm actually halfway through writing a fic in which Manny mets the Fenton's, so...stay tuned? Lol

The only thought I've given to Danny meeting the Rivera’s is that Rodolfo and Grandpapi's first reaction is slightly negative because they're concerned with how Manny will carry on the Rivera bloodline. Maria will welcome Danny into the family with open arms, just happy that Manny is happy and also overjoyed that Manny has someone out there watching his back that's more responsible than her ex-husband or Frida.

Then, the second Rodolfo finds out that Danny is also a superhero, he changes his tune and starts offering unsolicited hero advice whenever he can (and the fact that Maria likes Danny helps, too). Grandpapi would still be a little hostile towards Danny but eventually warm up to him. After a few years, he'll pull Danny aside and shove bags of stolen money into his hand and say, "I hear surrogacy is expensive," before just walking away.

megs' designs kicked my ass but hey i finished them continuation from here

+more stuff:

At some point along the line fighting became a form of flirting and I don't know how it happened.

Lay Me to Rest- DCxDP Prompt

Warning: Blood and gore

There has been a series of murders across the country. Each death was varied and self-inflicted. At first, they all seemed like suicide but each had a strange range of symptoms before death.

Sudden paranoia, incoherent mumbling, screaming or yelling, going in and out of their homes sporadically, random fixations, and finally self-harm.

The victims were teachers, parents, businessmen, truckers, and even a crime novelist. All unrelated and in different states.

Each victim didn't seem to have a connection until an investigation discovered that each one had been an active serial killer. The body counts ranged from as little as 5 to as much as 23. The killer was named the Serial Serial Killer which wasn't creative but it was catchy. Some called them the Angel of Vengeance but most thought it was cringy and overdramatic. Many people didn't want them to be caught but others hotly debated letting a killer dispense justice when their crusade could easily turn into them killing people for innocuous things.

The police were still questioning whether this killer even existed. One thing was clear, there was a trail and it led straight to Gotham. A goldmine for them. Naturally, Batman had gotten a hold on the case and began an investigation.

The biggest question was how the killer found their victims and how they knew that they were killers.

The answer was obvious. They didn't need to figure it out. They just needed to wait. Why just in the effort to investigate when a serial killer tries to convince you to leave with them? So bars are the obvious place. But that's shaky at best since there is a period of torment that takes place that allows the victims to return home. The killer doesn't care if the victims could call the police, perhaps because they know their victim won't.

Bruce started to build a profile. He saw a pattern here. Each of the victims had a preference for their victims as well. They targeted young people, mainly boys. Odds are the Serial Serial Killer matched that description or age range. So bars weren't the hunting ground. So parks were more likely to go unnoticed and boys tended to hang out there longer after dark.

The killer was more than likely a victim himself so he may have a few scars but probably not noticeable enough that his would-be assailants would be turned off. There is no ignoring the predatory nature of the victims. Each killed children for gratification in some form. It's not that the boy is attractive but he probably has traits that the victims found attractive in children. So babyfaced, short, native, and polite.

There was much else Bruce could get. There was nothing concrete and he still didn't understand the method that was used. So far this was guesswork.

It wasn't until a few weeks later while he tracking another killer that he found his answer.

Dr.Kinder a Biologist by day and a killer who experiments on his victims at night had picked up a promising new lab rat a week ago. He had intended to slowly dissect the boy. He had gotten so used to the screams he stopped using anesthetics besides he wanted to see how the fear response caused the organs to shift.

To his surprise the boy didn't fight, in fact he seemed to jump to the table and say he didn't need restraints. Disturbing. But he was restrained anyways.

As the doctor cut him open the boy didn't react, only humming to himself as he watched the doctor.

"What are you hoping to find?" He asked. "I'm getting bored and this bearly hurts."

The boy annoyingly never stopped talking and never missed a chance to ruin the moment. There were never any screams or cries but incessant talking.

Dr.Kinder found the boy disturbing so he simply took an axe and chopped the boy into pieces. Not once did he make a sound. The doctor thought it was over but the next day the boy was back. He sat on the autopsy table kicking his feet in nothing but his bare skin.

"What the hell are you?" The doctor gasped in horror.

"I'm bored. Play with me again." The boy purred.

Bile crawled up his throat as the doctor restained this...thing again.

This time the boy spoke differently.

"You cut me up last time. Did you do that to the last boy. After you...you know." A sick grin spread across his cheeks.

The doctor cut open his neck this time and let him bleed out.

Everyday he came back and every day the doctor killed him until the time between his death got shorter and shorter. The days began to blur and he had no idea how long he had been doing this. But that thing kept talkimg to him.

Dr.Kinder stared down at his desk at the papers trying to think of anything but-

"I wonder what people would think about what you've done. You're a disgusting and depraved man doctor. Look at what you've done to me." The sing-song voice of that demon called out.

He could feel those blood-soaked arms wrapped around his neck.

He flinch as he pushed the thing away.

"Oh, are you going to beat me or stab me this time? Ooo, or are you going to put me through the woodchipper again?" The demon asked as the doctor wrapped his hands around his throat.

He just kept squeezing until the boy went limp. It never ends. The blood never goes away. It covered every surface of the room. Dripping, conjugating, and spreading into every corner. Whenever he turned his head he could see body parts spread across the room in the pools of blood he could they the faces of the others that he had killed. Each face wretched in agony.

"You hold on better than the others. I've been eaten, torched, and disemboweled before but after coming back a few times they usually end it after a few words. But every time they don't feel guilt. They just don't want to face consequences." The boy said. "Do you even remember my name? The one I told you when you picked me up on the side of the road or was I just another body to use and discard? I used the name of your first victim. I hoped you'd notice."

The doctor knew he couldn't kill the boy but he could end himself. He had tried it once but just like the kid he came back without a scratch.

"Not yet. This is your life now. Come on, let's taste death together. Again and again and again and again and-" he repeated over and over.

This was hell. This was his hell.

But it came to an end eventually. Dr.Kinder put an end to himself in a gruesome display.

Batman had only caught the tail end as he faced a young boy standing an a pool of blood.

****

"Yeah, that thing is like a worse version of a revenant. Doesn't really have a name yet to describe it. It's undead for sure. You kill it and it just comes back." Constantine said "Why did you bring it here?"

After a long bath and some new clothes, the kid looked normal as played on a phone given to him.

"Look, I didn't know what else to do." Bruce explained.

"You leave it alone!" Constantine said exasperated "Look they are harmless to anything they don't bear a grudge towards. Think of it as a force of nature." Constantine said.

"I just want to know how to stop him." Bruce said.

"Well you can't kill it but you can't bring him back entirely. You can just soothe it 'till it stops targeting its victims. It must have died pretty gruesomely to go to these lengths. You need to find where it died and lay it to rest. Properly." Constantine sighed knowing that appeasing this soul would be more than just difficult.

"Danny, come on. Let's go." Bruced said putting a hand on the boy's head as Danny stood up to leave.

"Okay. Bye!" Danny waved to Constantine.

some jasons and damians thats been piling up :]

(and tim and alfred the cat)

I genuinely thought for a hot minute the cultist were trying to set up a date for Danny, like no warning or nothing, just grab these two boys and shove 'em in a room together.

...What if it worked?

Danny's there internally freaking out because Pariah decided if his new heir wasn't going to put himself out there he might aswell do it for him and Kon is wondering why this pretty boy is turning away from him and hiding his face.

Kon has been kidnapped alongside a civilian by cultists. The civilian is really, really annoyed.

Also, it's the strangest kidnapping Kon's ever heard of.

The cultists have locked them in a room with pizza, the latest video game consoles, the most comfy bed Kon's ever sat on, the fastest wifi he's ever seen outside of something Rob made, and a button for them to request like, anything.

And Kon tested it.

He asked for a puppy.

The cultists literally handed him one less the seven minutes later.

The whole reason Kon hasn't burst out is because he's curious.

He wants to know what the hell is going on.

"So..." he turns to look at the civilian, who was clearly the actual target.

The civilian doesn't move from where he's laying on the ground and glaring at the ceiling.

"Why?" Kon asks, using one hand to motion to the room as the other one gives belly rubs to KingKon, the newly named puppy.

"Because certain assholes don't know how to take no for an answer."

Oh, well if it's a creep creeping on a teenager then Kon isn't sticking around.

"Do you mind watching my new puppy while I go beat them up? What's their name?"

The civilian turns his head to look very dubiously at Kon. Which. Rude.

Kon could beat up a creep.

Kon beats up creeps all the time.

"Pariah Dark, Tyrant of the Dead."

Okay that's a little bit of a tall order.

"Why does Pariah Dark want a teenager?"

"Because I beat him up and now he wants to adopt me, so he keeps trying to win me over."

Oh! Okay. Totally different situation.

Still weird though.

Gotham City Subway

The only Robin who can squat during a train ride is Stephanie Brown; sadly, Damian doesn’t currently have the skill.

I really like the idea that after Danny finally feels comfortable living with the Bats and the birds, one good morning he wakes up and instead of the teen-halfa what Alfred finds is a four years old toddler with ghost powers.

All the family get into action and start to look for ways to find out what happened to Danny . They call Constantine, Zatanna, Raven and none of them know what's going on, it is Tim that finds Danny's emergency summons notebook while looking for clues to know what happened to his newest baby brother, on the top of the notebook it's written: FROSTY - DOCTOR. Followed by a detailed way to summon him.

Once the three magic users successfully summon the massive but kind yeti, Frostbite explains the batfam that Danny felt so safe and comfortable that his core relaxed and decided that it was time to begin its development once again.

"It's equivalent to what you humans call 'growing pains'." Frostbite explains.

"His growing pains turn him into a baby?" Steph questions to no one in particular.

"Oh this is nothing. The first time his core developed he almost froze to death-death. His core almost froze and shattered because he couldn't control his own powers."

"Bloody fuck." Constantine mumbles.

Danny goes back to be a teen about a month later.

Help!

There was a dp x dc fic I read months (or years) ago and I need help finding it.

In this fic Danny was an adult (I think around the same age as Dick) and while walking around a graveyard he hears someone desperately trying to get out of their grave and goes to help. After helping the person, which turns out to be Jason Todd, Danny helps him back to the manor where he reunites with Alfred, then Bruce and eventually Dick (although Dick was a little jealous of him at first).

It would soothe my brain if anybody out there knows the fic and has a link or title they can give, please.

Edit: Nvm yall, I found it!

Here it is:

There is a parasite in my brain forcing me to draw