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Are … are you saying the kryptonians dug to deep XD

Ok i got a idea that's a tad strange so i remember someone game a prompt that was based of a horror thing basically giant danny and a alien species mines into him

But my prompt is slightly different so

Danny as ancient of space falls asleep for ages and ages so his core forms a protective area round him which attracts space dust (i go no clue) basically a planet forms around him the reason it explodes is danny starts waking up

The reason kryptonians are so powerful? The species evolved on the master of space they absorbed minor bits of his power

After danny discovered he had alien life growing on him he went into abit of a depressive episode he bounced back after hearing superman was from krypton

This is the prompt you were referencing!

wait... Jor-El studies the mining of Krypton's core. That's how he figures out how Krypton is gonna explode. he realizes that there's a whole ass guy in the center of Krypton and the drilling is waking him up.

Danny ends up dating an alien green lantern

Hal: I know a guy who knows a guy who’s dating this guy that can help us … probably

DPxDC PROMPT:

Danny starts making podcasts about space.

DC guy of your choice listens to Danny in the background while working on stuff.

Danny gets a new boyfriend who already loves his voice and has spent hours at a time listening to him talk about space.

Pretty sure we’ve all seen the post ( if you know the one please help me! And put it in the comments :) of Jason getting invited to Jokers trial in the Ghost zone right?

And all those the batfam find out what Tim went through fanfics.

Well how about…

Tim being invited to stand witness for the trial of Ras Al Ghoul?

And that’s how everyone finds out about it. His missing spleen all of it. Not because they were clever detectives or an aware family or because Tim choose to tell them but because of fucking ghost law.

Also Tim playing up the trauma as much as possible for the jury and judge (Danny) to absolute horror of his family. XD

Oh also maybe Damian’s clones get invited I always felt kinda bad for them. But not Damian himself- he’d be so mad lol

Lol Impulse and by association YJ assuming normal civilian Billy is Cursed

A idea, inspired from this panel

It has been weeks but Billy hasn't been able to turn into shazam because he recently made a new friend.....Impulse.

Bart: you know for a kid you sure get struck by lightning a lot! Who'd you make mad?

Billy: Bart I love you but please, LEAVE ME ALONE!

Happier than ever- Billie Eilish

Happier - Olivia Rodrigo

- Kim thinking/talking to Lloyd

< Lloyd to Kim

Lloyd and Kim were for as long as they could remember the same person, at least where it mattered. That is until they grew up, Kim chalking it up to a story a comforting idea of escaping poverty but now that he was reunited with Lloyd he was going to do whatever it took to get them their slacker dream!

Lloyd new he had been withdrawing into themselves too much. The barony was getting suspicious, not that they knew the real him anyway. He knew he should come out more if only to save Kim the embarrassment but Lloyd didn’t want to move. They were all better off without him, Kim too.

Kim wrapped his arms around their body in the only hug he could provide Lloyd.

-Don’t think like that Lloyd! It will all work out! I’m going to make us so much money!

Their body began to sway and hum

- How about we sing a song a song about all the bad things to help you let go of it all?

Lloyd smiled, he didn’t think it would work but Kim had been the only one to ever try. Even his personal servants who had cared for him, believed him and been on his side could comfort him. Left him eventually but Kim was different Kim wouldn’t leave.

When I'm away from you, I'm happier than ever

The barons family were all together, that is except Lloyd, when their discussion stoped. They were astonished, who knew Lloyd could sing?

Javier frowned to himself, how had he never heard Lloyds voice like this before?

Wish I could explain it better

What was Lloyd taking about?

Javier’s stomach twisted someone had hurt Lloyd! But when? They were always together ! A dark part of his mind laughed “always together” you really are a sorry excuse for a knight, you never even entered the bar with Lloyd before there are million different ways he could have gotten hurt! And. You. Weren’t. There! Let’s face it you only care now because Lloyds useful you’re as bad as the rest of them!

I wish it wasn't true

Give me a day or two to think of something clever

Julien looked at his parents in worry, what was happening? Lloyd wasn’t a sad person, what is up with this stupid song!

To write myself a letter

To tell me what to do, mm-mmm

Do you read my interviews?

Arcos shock his head yes yes of course he read every paper his son was in! He wanted to know how well Lloyd was doing now, but Lloyd never looked him in the eye anymore spent years calling him “baron” and not father.

When you (when you) said you were passing through

Was I even on your way?

It was true that they had never been a close family but wasn’t it better now that Lloyd had stopped drinking ? Why did he still run away from them???

I knew when I asked you to (when I asked you to)

Be cool about what I was telling you

Arcos felt a rush of cold hit him. How often had Lloyd asked him to talk begged him not to be angry so he could explain.. how many times had he turned his own son away.

You'd do the opposite of what you said you'd do (what you said you'd do)

Arcos felt tears prick at his eyes, he had thought Lloyd had been mature in understanding that being a Baron was busy work but it had hurt him all the same. His eyes widened in shock was this what Lloyd was doing ? Avoiding him, preoccupying himself in so much work he’s have an excuse not to talk with them ?

And I'd end up more afraid

Javier clenched his fist, afraid of what? Whatever it was he would deal with it for Lloyd, he’d do anything for him.

Don't say it isn't fair

You clearly weren't aware that you made me miserable

The four stood there in silence, listening to Lloyds voice crack as he took a gasp of break. What, what have we done?

So if you really wanna know

Yes they wanted to know, Arcos needed to know how to make this right.

When I'm away from you (when I'm away from you)

I'm happier than ever (happier than ever)

Javier couldn’t stand it Lloyd couldn’t leave!

Wish I could explain it better (wish I could explain it better)

I wish it wasn't true (wish it wasn't true), mmm-mmm

Julien was enraged! What did Lloyd have to be upset about anyway! He was the one who became a raging drunk and left him to pick up all the pieces!

I call you again, drunk outta my head

Going home under the influence

Marabella smiled fondly there had been times Lloyd had made sure to reassure her after his drinking sprees. Telling her exactly where he was and acting good for his past escorts. But of course he had to go to far and start throwing fights. Sigh.

I don't relate to you

I don't relate to you, no

Arcos felt the pain in his chest twist, his apology hadn’t been enough had it.

'Cause I'd never treat me this shitty

You made me hate this city

Did Lloyd truly hate their home so much ? Is that why he need so much money and go on dangerous trips to other places did he want to leave so badly?

And I don't talk shit about you in the bar

Never told anyone anything bad

'Cause that shit's embarrassing, you were my everything

Julien and Javier were astonished enough at that. Why wouldn’t Lloyd especially if he was drunk? Was Lloyd even while angry still looking out for their house’s reputation?

And all that you did was make me fucking sad

Arcos cried he didn’t know he didn’t know

Why didn’t Lloyd say anything

So don't waste the time I don't have

And don't try to make me feel bad

Why didn’t Lloyd confined in any of them?!?

I could talk about every time that you showed up on time

But I'd have an empty line 'cause you never did

Oh because no one would have listened, no one would have taken his side. No one would have believed him

Never paid any mind to my servants or friends

So I shut 'em all out for you 'cause I was a kid

Arcos tried to stifle his tears, his oldest had only been a child. A child born a month too soon in a barony too poor to a mother without a drop of nobility to her name.

You ruined everything good

Always said you were misunderstood

Made all my moments your own

Just fucking leave me alone

Marabella begun to cry with her husband, Lloyd hates us doesn’t he?

I started drinking a month ago

Lloyd must of written this song years ago. Was this perhaps why he started drinking???

Your friends are mine, you know, I know

You've moved on, found someone new

Arcos shifted his feet, Lloyd couldn’t possibly be talking about him taking in Javier could he? He had heard other nobles hurl insults about him replacing his first born even how Javier was much better than his hooligan first born but he had waved it all alway, Javier needed him.

One more son who brings out the better in you

He was talking about him then the Baron couldn’t understand hadn’t her raised Lloyd to care for the less fortunate?

And I thought my heart was detached

From all the sunlight of our past

Marabella felt sick they had begun to ignore Lloyd when Julian and Javier came into their lives but they had only hoped it would serve to have Lloyd stop his awful behavior. She had never thought it would hurt him so badly. The baroness had assumed Lloyd was simply angry about the family changing, but he wasn’t he was heartbroken.

But he's so sweet, he's so kind

Does he mean you forgot about me?

Arcos hadn’t how could he when he was always worrying about him! He just didn’t have enough time but that was beginning to fall apart in his head after all he had made time for Julian and Javier hadn’t he?

Oh, I hope you're happy

But not like how you were with me

Javier leaned onto a nearby side-table, is this why Lloyd had been so cruel to him as children?

I'm selfish, I know, I can't let you go

So find someone great, but don't find no one better

I hope you're happy, but don't be happier

Arcos openly wept, “hush dear,” his wife patted his shoulder “we must see this threw to the end”

And do you tell him he's the most beautiful boy you've ever seen?

Yes the whole house had been very open with giving the children compliments, but when was the last time Lloyd had received one before changing?

When had anyone ever called Lloyd handsome?

An eternal love bullshit you know you'll never mean

Remember when I believed you meant it when you said it first to me?

Marabella collapsed in a chair next to her husband, “Arcos, Arcos when had been the last time we told Lloyd we loved him?”

And now I'm pickin' him apart

Javier understood how Lloyd would have been lashing out as a child now, how the both had been hating one another to look better in front of the Baron. But then why did Lloyd suddenly become close ? Why did he suddenly care for Javier? Perhaps he gave up on gaining familial love, burying the hatchet with Javier the only way he knew how, by not addressing the past at all.

Like cuttin' him down will make you miss my wretched heart

Julian began to understand, and he begun to feel badly for his brother but still he was just so angry at Lloyd !

They looked at each other as Lloyds song finished.

What were they going to do now? And as they pondered it they could hear Lloyd sniffling to himself, as if he was picking up the pieces after breaking down.

Then a whisper to three of them, a yell to Javier’s ears they heard Lloyd speak.

“Huh I guess I do fell a little better now! We should do this more often lolz! Goodnight Kim, I love you.”

…

…

…

Javier’s hand broke the side table, “Who the fuck is Kim????”

Song mishaps chapter 2

Washing Machine Heart by Mitski

“Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart Baby, bang it up inside,” Lloyd felt like a useless child, Kim had to go through so much worse and here Lloyd was broken up over nothing. It was pathetic.

They had both been hurt and abandoned, but Kim had still been able to make something of himself. What had Lloyd done the second Kim disappeared ? He drank himself to death.

Sucho Sucho Sucho, with out him what was the point to life at all? At least his death had brought them back together.

Kim wasn’t a good person, Lloyd would be naive to think otherwise. No one does something for free. Kim was willing, able and had used everyone that had used him right back to his advantage.

It still hurt.

—- —- —-

A Baron, baroness, knight and student were huddled under the stair way. They weren’t spying. They weren’t! They just figured maybe if they stayed to talk a bit longer….and well it’s not like Javier had to sleep anway.

The baron hushed the families conversation in order to hear lloyd. He hadn’t … gotten around to talking to hi son yet.. Arcos didn’t even know where to start.

Lloyd’s voice carried out to them, “Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart

Baby, bang it up inside.”

They weren’t quite sure as to what a “washing machine” was. More than likely Lloyds new invention, understandably it probably will wash clothes. So why was Lloyd comparing his heart of all things to it.

Bang bang it up inside? Was Lloyd hurt ?

Javier’s teeth clenched, was Lloyd telling someone to hurt him? This stupid bastard.

—- —- —-

“I'm not wearing my usual lipstick

I thought maybe we would kiss tonight”

Kim laughed as Lloyd twirled, hair flouncing about. When’s the last time anyone kissed them? Kim should fix that.

—— —— —-

“I'm not wearing my usual lipstick

I thought maybe we would kiss tonight”

Javier “gently” but quietly placed his hands on to a nearby table. He was going crazy. First he was unable to find any man named Kim and now this. Kiss? Lloyd kissing some unknown man?! Never! As his knight it was Javier’s duty to keep Lloyd safe from any unsavory characters and if this song was any indication… Lloyd was willing to be hurt in exchange for love.

Or maybe already had been? Biting into his lower lip Javier racked his brain for clues. He read poetry, loved it even but he’d never heard any songs like Lloyd’s before.

Wait a fucking minute, lipstick??!?!

—- —- ——

“Baby will you kiss me already and” Kim felt giddy in a sad sort of way. He wanted to scoop Lloyd up and take care of him. Them. They were technically the same soul. Huh, does this count as self love? He surly doesn’t feel like he loves himself. He doesn’t particularly even like himself. Or was Kim just inherently selfish?

Kim had “meet” Lloyd early in life, his imaginary friend. His first friend, his first everything. The last good thing he had when his life was falling apart and he had picked up that damn book.

—- —- —-

“Baby will you kiss me already and…”

Arcos watched Javier’s face turn a bright pink as wood cracked. Well at least him and the family were in agreement they may have made mistakes but no one was going to get away with breaking his kids heart!

—— —- —-

“Toss your dirty shoes in my washing machine heart

Baby, bang it up inside”

“Baby, though I've closed my eyes”

The barons family sighed as the heard Lloyd’s scratchy sweet voice grow tired. Arcos sighed they were definitely going to need at family meeting after this. Why did Lloyd never say he enjoyed singing? Inventing? Architecture?

Did he even know his own son at all?

—- —- —-

“I know who you pretend I am”

“I know who you pretend I am” Lloyd’s voice cracked, to be fair he’d never sang much before. Not in this body- his own body. Kims was always better for that sort of thing.

It stung, he drank and his family did nothing, he yelled and screamed and hurt and they assumed he was a brat instead of asking of listening. He died, he died and put Kim in the front seat. And they. Didn’t. Notice. Kim wasn’t even trying.

His mouth met the taste of salt as he sang on.

—- —- —-

“I know who you pretend I am”

“I know who you pretend I am”

Juliens lips pursed, he felt targeted despite this obviously being a love song. It would be lying if he said he had never pictured Javier as his older brother instead. They all had. That he hadn’t wished for it that he had never said it out loud. That he had never pretended Lloyd wasn’t his brother at all and thrown it in his face.

Gods he had thrown it in Lloyd’s face.

Julien waved off the guilt, this wasn’t about him. This was about someone who had played white his brothers heart. And he would never forgive them for it.

—- —- —-

“Do mi ti Why not me?”

“Why not me? Do mi ti”

“Why not me? Why not me? Do mi ti” Lloyd grit his teeth, why not me? What did I ever do that was so wrong? He knew he wasn’t what anyone in the estate wanted but he wasn’t horrible. He stayed out of everyone’s way. So why. Why not him? Why didn’t they care about him like… he knows he knows his parents love him. But never the way they do about Javier, Julien. Not like how they love Kim.

—- —- —-

“Do mi ti Why not me?”

“Why not me? Do mi ti”

“Why not me? Why not me?”

Julien sucked in a breath okay so maybe this song was impart about him. Them. Impart about them. All of them really.

Javier felt his head spin, why not him? Because he’s awful, stilling Javier stopped himself from immediately eye rolling. And why was that? Why was his first thought to disregard Lloyd’s feelings sure he had been a jerk in the past but …

But that’s not true something in his contours whispered. Was he really that bad a useless drunk sure but he never went out of his way to be cruel. Except to him, and that was only when they were kids. After the sword incident Lloyd had backed off and stuck to ignoring him. Ignoring everyone.

Javier had originally thought of it as pompous arrogance and him being a right brat but maybe it was something else all along?

—- —- —-

“Ppff hahaha Sorry sorry I don’t know what wrong with me,” Lloyd said as he wiped his tears away. Gods they hated crying. Gross

The family below felt a jagged stone hit their hearts.

Marabella wanted to run into Lloyd’s room and and… she was stuck to the ground as that same stone weighed her down. Nobody is perfect and Lloyd has his issues. Before and after his stint drinking but for Lloyd to think there was something wrong with him ??

She looked towards her husband and ended up focusing to the window behind him. New flowers and stone walkways. Out further to everything her son had built. Is this it? Is this why Lloyd’s been working himself to death, because he thinks he needs to in order to prove himself.

Her son, oh her son. He was crying, she can remember the last time he had well and truly loudly cried. He was ten they were going to have a picnic outside and garden. Javier tagged along with her and had sat in Lloyd’s usual seat, she remembers him making a huge fuss out of point at Javier and yelling until she scolded him. He stopped. He stopped sniffled and ran of crying without looking back.

He had stopped joining her for tea after that.

Julien caught his mothers shoulder as she doubles over to cry into her hands.

What? What happened?

See Zuko giving Mai a shell and getting rejected is stupid bc that was rlly cute of him and honestly I just think his love language is literally “anything that doesn’t involve words”. On the other hand, if Zuko gave a shell to Sokka, Sokka would appreciate the hell out of it and I think that makes them a lot more compatible

DC verse Theater 4

“So what there’s just a universe out there where Tim and Jason are best friends or something?”

It was confusing and Konner wasn’t sure how Tim could ever forgive Jason what he’d done in Titans Tower but ….

“Pppfftt. Best friends? This is the multiverse we are talking about! Here I’ll show you some funny ones to lighten the mood!”

Dick felt relieved, two videos in and he wanted to shake his family members. It was nice that Jason and Tim were friends tho, he wanted his brothers to be brothers to each other! He did! But it also left his mouth with a bitter feeling. What is wrong with him?

The scene started with Jason, this one was wearing a suit! No white in his hair to be seen.

Bruce felt something in his chest loosen at the sight.

Jason wrinkled his nose in disgust.

[“- cost Lexcorp hundreds of thousands of dollars in-“] some lawyer aspoused before being cut off.

[“You know what I don’t care if Tim murdered his entire family. Tim is like a son to me.”]

Cass dropped her popcorn, wow just wow.

Konner wrapped his arms around the shorter boy, he was crying.

…

[“Did you really mean that Jason?”]

Tim’s mind was screaming, of course he didn’t mean it. He couldn’t he hates you. Your real dad didn’t want you, Bruce didn’t want you, why would you Robin want you?

[“Of course Tim. Your parents were assholes anyway.” ]

The pit in Jason burned, “So what if I hadn’t died I would have adopted the brat? If I hadn’t died I would be working at Wayne tech and everything would have been all better?” What fucking bullshit.

And what did his counter part mean about Tim’s parents being assholes? Tim was some rich kid who had parent that gave him everything and he still became Robin.

Roy gave him a nudge, “Whatever.”

The next clip played.

Xxxx

[“Tim your parents were extremely neglectful.”]

Jason froze.

[ “No they weren’t.”]

Konner pursed his lips, even after all these years Tim was still in denial.

[“Tim they left you alone for 11 months out of the year.”]

“Well at least they didn’t do that in our dimension!” Dick tried to break the ice, they couldn’t have done that. Not to Timmy, Bruce would have known. He would have known and he wouldn’t have let Tim go back to them.

“Tim?”

“What it’s not a big deal?”

Bruce felt like he had been slapped. No no no no. Jack and Janet weren’t the best people he knew that but they wouldn’t have…Tim had told him it was okay that they called and visited and that he had a nanny and and Tim was a liar. Bruce knew he knew and there was no more telling himself Tim hadn’t lied to him. There was no more space left to say he had actually believed him ethier. Bruce knew.

Xxx Next clip

[“No body is shooting my brother! Imma say this one time you make a move at him and you’ll be dead before you hit the ground you understand!”]

“Tt what mess did Drake get himself into know?” Damian was a tad affronted about this. So it would seem that in these worlds Drake and Todd were close. Tt, well it made sense. Todd hated anyone who hurt kids and it would seem Drake didn’t have the sparkling childhood he had thought he did.

[ I’m feeling untouchable, untouchable]

Roy couldn’t help but chuckle, “Look at how smug he is that you have his back.” Jason rolled his eyes, he did that here too. Sure he didn’t say anything about it but … it’s not like he still had a hit out on him anymore.

Okay but imagine he keeps Pandoras name and no one mentions it ever to the confusion of everyone.

Wonder Woman hovering over an alter portal: Please Pandora help us defeat this evil and return them to your sacred box of….

Danny popping up in Roman? Greek children’s clothing and sighing deeply: Fine but I’m bringing my friends … gods every century

JL: youre Pandora ???

Danny: I’m a lot of things technically

I've been in a Danny Phantom mood. Prompt time.

The title of Ancient does not refer to the age of the spirit but rather what the ghost represents.

Clockwork was not always the ancient of time it was an extremely well earned title. And pandora is ready to retire from her title as ancient of protection.

Danny is in Pandora's neck of the woods to properly return the ring of rage and crown of fire to their rightful home Pandora's box. Danny tries to be quick to get home and protect the innocent, and pandora knows that moment she has found her successor.

Tldr hey what if Danny became a god.

I counter this with the idea of Tim positively LOVING it and rubbing it in everyone’s noses!!!

Oh boohoo Jason hasn’t talked to you in days ? He just sent me a bird pic for the third time this hour! Get fucked!

Or even

Of course Jason loves me? I’m his favorite? He sends me birds all the time?

And just walks out without explanation

Jason sending Tim pictures of cardinals with the caption “this u” after he becomes red robin. like, every time he sees a cardinal (which is surprisingly often) he takes a pic and sends it to him.

One day Tim gets sick of the spamming so he just sends a video of a trash can exploding and goes “this u”

Them: but your eyelashes are big ?

Shazam, not even looking up: Exactly

Them: wait then…. !!!!!!

Cartoon logic

Marvel: I don’t understand how people get confused by someone’s gender presentation. Like, obviously if they have thick eyelashes they’re a woman, regardless of anything else.

JL member: Cap you realize you literally have the thickest eyelashes I have ever seen on a dude, right?

Marvel: … yeah and?

Bonus: some moments of Billy/Marvel/Shazam having eyelashes

Batman being autistic, assuming Captain Marvel is also autistic and responding kindly.

have i or anyone else expressed the idea that billy just says out of pocket things like normal children do, especilly as captain marvel?

like he'll be in the watch tower and he'll be like ".. mr. batman what's your favourite dinosaur? My favourite is a stegelosauris with all those plated spikes."

or like

"Hey flash what's your third favourite color?"

you have been visited by the seven magic dragon balls your biggest wish will be granted but only if you reblog

Fright Knight trains Damian in sword fighting.

That’s it, that’s the post. Here is another contribution to the Danny phantom/ DC fandom.

Your welcome.

Seems like you guys like this idea but aren’t commenting suggestions.

So here are some of my ideas! Side characters mostly

Tell me what you guys like!

- Lex or Jimmy (Superman)

- Gordon (Batman)

- Etta Candy (WW)

- Carol (GL)

Ghost helpline

So… I feel like causing some misery…

Who should I infect with Vampire Fog????

Leave me your suggestions !!!

Ghost helpline

So… I feel like causing some misery…

Who should I infect with Vampire Fog????

Leave me your suggestions !!!

Ghost helpline part 20

friend or foe

The man hadn’t been kidding about not wanting to play babysitter. At Damian’s assistance that he didn’t need anything Ziyad took his own piece of cake and waved him off. Not really caring where Damian went.

He debated going after the man and demand answers but didn’t. He needed to know how he had that strip of white in his hair. How? Why? Was this the demons fault? Zatanna had said she reeked of the pits, whatever that meant.

He needed to know. He need to know if there was anyway to help Todd. His brother didn’t deserve the side effects the pit had given him. He’d never known the Todd from before… but well if Todd’s anger could be fixed and Damian had a chance to do it and he didn’t take it.….

He continued walking. The assassin supposed being overlooked as just a child was at time’s advantageous. Even if it made him angry.

The location of her room was practically spoon fed to him, pink taped arrows leading the way to an entire wing of the mansion that was presumably hers.

It was overtly colorful.

Her room was cozy. Damian wasn’t sure what a teenage girls room is supposed to look like. After all Browns and Cassandra’s rooms were probably not the best examples.

Her closet was overflowing with clothes, shoes and accessories. He checked the pockets and found a few switch blades and - guns. Typical self defense items for a woman in Gotham really. Damian opened jewelry boxes and riffled threw accessories. Some he assumed to be enchanted.

He left the closet to check the desk and bookshelf’s for anything incriminating. Ugh. Even the paper was colorful. Thankfully the type writer was black. There were little notes about her brothers things they liked, days they were going to be busy and stuff like that. There was also reference to someone named Jack and someone named Pink. Most likely aliases- he would have to research them later.

Dishes crowded every serface. Honestly how did this huge family not have any servants. The boy grimaced. Pennyworth would never allow a patients room to get this bad.

Well this at least told him one thing. The masters family definitely had something to hide. If they didn’t someone would have been hired to up keep this place!

There were spell books, okay maybe it was just poetry. There was paper slips with symbols loose in her drawer.

Damian pocketed a couple.

There were notebooks filled with languages he didn’t recognize. A lot of it was repeating. It was as if she was practicing how to write. Damian stilled and looked back at the book shelf. The English books were the level of a first grader. And the tomes were filled with grammatical notes. It made him bite his lips together, did she not know how to read?

Whatever. A good portion of the world is illiterate. She could still be a mastermind, this proved nothing.

He moved on to the cream yellow mini fridge. It was covered in glitter stickers and magnets. Notes stuck to the top.

“Hey Vi! Ask Bella if he can contact me about the SBS. We’ve run into an issue with the current shipment - love Red”

Damian took a picture of the note. Good god how many people were involved in all this? Were the masters involved? Did they know their “precious” daughter was a monster?

The little assassin felt his insides squirm at the wording. Weird he hadn’t had a qualms about calling her that before. Why did it suddenly fill him with trepidation?

The fridge was surrounded by pill bottles and glass jars filled with dried herbs. The labels were written in a different persons handwriting . A sigh escaped him.

All right time to check the fridge.

Damian has no idea what demons eat but he doubted it was anything good. Human remains? Blood? Something horrible he supposed. Hopefully something he could use as evidence.

The door opened to reveal…. Liquid vitamins and supplements ??? Well she had been sick recently. Maybe it was a common occurrence? Or maybe she was able to eat what she’s supposed to? And if so why? Was she actually being ethical and kind?

There were glowing green juice pouches. Damian berated himself for not bringing a satchel. The size of the things he could swipe was limited to his pockets. No matter he could get it next time.

He paused. Next time? Since when did he start thinking about coming back here?

—- —- —-

The bathroom in Vlad’s room had steam spill out in waves. Violet had never gotten around to moving her things into her own bathroom. Dad didn’t seem to mind and… it was just easier. It was easier to exist in someone else’s space.

To use dads bathroom and sleep in Billy’s bed and eat Klarion’s food. To exist in a space so lovingly lived in she knew she wouldn’t disappear.

She looked at her natural state in the mirror. Her nose twitched. That boy knew she was a demon, he had yelled it at her when they’d “meet”. And now he was suddenly over to apologize? An Al Ghul apologizing ? And to someone “beneath” them ? How laughable.

She couldn’t find her brush. She ran her claws threw her hair with a frown. The cracks on her body … looked different? Smaller and faded around the edges of her arms. Her fingers were still drenched in black but had taken on a more purple sheen.

There was still a black cracked piece on her chest.

She would have thought the teleportation flu would have made her condition worse but… she looked better? Maybe her medicine really was helping?

She’d have to show her Aunties, maybe Frostbite? There weren’t exactly a lot of people comfortable working on her. Ethier she was a demon, or the wrong kind of demon, or an amputee or a woman of something!

Not that it mattered very few people knew how to treat her condition. And so far it was considered incurable.

The black cracks pulsed painfully. She shifted into her human disguise.

Well time to get this over with. Chances were instead of an apology she was going to receive an offer. And maybe… maybe if Damian wasn’t technically an Al Ghul….. maybe she could….

Violet, Konstelacio, hopeful and sad followed the pink arrows to her room to find a hair brush before having to see the boys face again.

Except she opened the door and his face was already there.

“What are you doing in my room?!”

Note:

Not burying the lead here Bella (Bellatric) is Brett

Can anyone guess what SBS is?

Ghost helpline part 19 Back to Work

Alright so throwing herself off a tall tree hadn’t been the best idea but it had worked! The kid was off her trail, now she’d be able to … spy on him? Stop his evil pan? Alright so she didn’t know exactly what she could do with this information but she would figure it out!

Al Ghuls are dangerous and Robin is an Al Ghul. Batman had to know that! But … did the Wayne’s? Violet had watched a lot of their TV appearances while she was out sick and …Brucie was just that Brucie. Adorable but dumb.

This was the guy who crashed into a tower champagne flutes at his own party! The guy who got drunk and fell off ships! … The guy who sent her flowers and texted dad cat pics. There’s no way he knew just how evil the Al Ghuls were, one of them must have used him for the money. Or maybe his kid was adopted like the rest of them… but then why hide it?

“Uuuughhhhh why does this all have to be so confusing!” Ahhhh! She just wanted to fight something! Having a clear target would be so much easier!

Were the Wayne’s in trouble? Chances were the kid was a master manipulator, a killer trained from birth!

Birth… the statement made Violet feel bad. But it was probably the truth, she remembered those swords, that smug look her gave her during the summons. The look humans get when they think they can kill something bigger than them. The kid was a killer… the same kid that tried to catch her when she “fell”. The same kid that apparently painted, and panicked. And allowed himself to be dragged away by his older brother.

Maybe … maybe …

Knock knock

“Come in!”

Step step cccrreeaakk step step ccccrrreeakk

“Oh, hey Chad.”

This was weird… Chad never sought Violet out.

“Sit down let me look at your legs.”

“Oh! Am I due for a tune up? We can go down to the workshop instead?”

“Stop talking and sit down.”

She sat, igniting a magic circle on her leg. Hearing air escape for a brief moment before her leg popped off and clanged to the floor. Repeating the process with her other leg she took a chance to look at Chad. Her brother seemed …sad?

“You should take better care of yourself.”

“What?”

“I said take better care of yourself, you’re making dad worry.” He tinkered with the metal legs.

“Oh sorry.” Violet had meant to make dad worry, he already had enough on his plate. And now she had even bothered Chad over something simple. If she were smarter she’d be able to keep up with her prosthetics by herself.

“Good. Don’t get sick again. It’s bothersome.”

Right. Bothersome.

She laid back as Chad kept at it. A nap wouldn’t hurt—

Knock knock knock

The person behind the door didn’t wait for a response and walked right in.

“Violet we need to talk.”

“Oh Dandy, me and Chad are already-“

“Done.” Chad left like a wolf was chasing him out.

“Violet,” Dandy aborted a motion to rake threw his hair and sat down instead, “Violet we will be getting a visitor soon, around three or so. That boy is coming over to apologize to you.”

“Oh that’s nice of him.” Oh shit.

“I need you to promise me you’ll be careful if father pushes you two to be friends.”

“Yes yes I know to be careful! No magic no slip ups I-“

A look filtered threw her brothers face, “That’s not what I mean.” Dandy reached over.

Dandy held her hand. They had held hands before, Violet loved holding hands with Dandy and dad. It made her feel safe and warm sure but more than anything it gave her something Violet craved the way other demons craved blood. Hold their hands made Konstelacio feel wanted.

But this… this was different, there was a look in Dandy’s eyes she’d never seen before.

“You know not to trust humans, Violet. You know how awful they all are.”

Violet swallowed, she knew.

“I need you to be careful don’t let your guard down for a moment.”

“But Dandy—“

His grip on her hand hardened, “Promise me Violet. Promise me you won’t trust any human with your heart. They don’t deserve you.”

Violet scooted closer to him, now that statement didn’t make any sense. Her heart?

“… is,” her voice was quite, “Is this about dad and Mr Wayne?”

“Promise me.”

“Dandy—“

“Please. I don’t want to see you get hurt again. Any of you. I don’t think I could take it.”

Oh Dandy was crying. She’d never seen her biggest big brother cry before…

“Okay I promise.”

They hugged like it was the first time all over again. Like someone was going to reach out and snatch her out of his arms.

—- —- —-

Violet stayed in bed with her one remaining knee up. She didn’t know what to think anymore. Humans are bad sure but not all of them.

The humans in Fawcett were kind. And she had meet Jack when he was still a human. A lot of magical creatures started off as humans and and … and Mr Wayne was nice.

He sent her flowers when she was sick. And talked to her sweetly whenever she picked up the phone. He made daddy happy. Why can’t Dandy see that?

She levitated her prosthetics, one at a time, on to the bed. Their flight was wobbly, they were the heaviest thing she could carry.

Putting her legs back on she felt a pull. A tug.

She spared a look at the clock, 1:33pm.

Tug tug tug - she had enough time.

She stood up, “Alright then back to work.”

A second layer and she was gone.

Bruce’s Interlude Warning! Unfulfilled smut

- this takes place between chapters so you don’t have to read it especially if you don’t like smut anyway enjoy!

Against popular belief Bruce was not entirely emotionally incompetent. He could realize somethings about himself quite well.

He could realize the the strain between him and Tim was his own fault.

He could realize that most of his relationships with his sons were his fault.

He could realize that ever even looking in Talias direction had been a mistake.

He could realize that Catwoman never loved Bruce only Batman.

He knew when he was physically attracted to someone, and often his playboy persona was perfect for it. So yes he was attracted to Vlad but he wasn’t going to make a move. He wasn’t.

Vlad didn’t show any inclination of liking Bruce more than a friend. He called Bruce that a lot, his friend. He didn’t deserve it.

Bruce knew he was selfish.

Utterly selfish. Bruce was use to harsh quips and leather. But Vlad was different, he was all snark with no bite and softness that lulled the caped crusader under.

Bruce was selfish and wanted anyway.

He wanted to sleep on top of his plush looking thighs. He wanted to take care of this vulnerable man who loved his children and baked and tried to make Bruce smile on bad days. He wanted to take care of Vlad who sometimes looked at his children with sad eyes. Who crumpled to the ground when Bruce had accidentally called him Vladdie once.

Bruce’s heart sputters when he’s called Vlads friend. And he pretends to be emotionally unaware as to why.

—- —- —-

They’re warm and snug into the couch of Vlad’s living room watching a K-drama when it starts.

Bruce doesn’t have the words to tell the silver haired father that he is falling for him. Somehow he ends up allowed to kiss him anyway.

Allowed to soak in the man’s sigh as their mouths part for air. To pepper his face with kisses and watch that gentle smile paint his face. The same one Vlad makes when he’s secretly, utter fond of something. Like deserts, and his children’s screams and cheesy cliches in movies. Bruce wants to earn one of those smiles.

Bruce kisses his neighbors mouth again. Hands roving over his sides, perching themselves on that wonderful tummy and squeezing. Vlad gasps prettily as he licks down the man’s throat.

Bruce is hard in his trousers and has to stop himself from jumping his companion. If he could he’d smack himself for the audacity, Vlad wasn’t Selina or Talia or any of his countless flings. Vlad was fragile and soft and perfect.

“Mmuh,” the man in question groans, fuck. Fuck when had Bruce started touching Vlad like that. He looked down at his hand that were playing with Vlads tummy, skirting around his bulge.

Bruce moves his hands up to cares his face before his kisses him again. He wants to take this slow. Wants this to work.

“Ahh ah Bruce,” legs spread.

Bruce slots himself into the space instead of taking his own advice. And is rewarded with Vlad lifting his hips up to rub their erections together. His resolve snaps and he is rutting down on his partner like a horny inexperienced teenager. It feels so good, so warm. Vlad runs his hands gently threw the vigilantes hair, there’s no pulling it doesn’t hurt. It makes Bruce slow down and kiss him again.

Bruce props pillows behind Vlad and picks him up by the legs until he’s sitting down at the edge of the couch. “Hhhmmm Bruce what are you doing?” Amusement filling his features.

Bruce slides off the couch, Vlad’s legs twitched around him. He leaned into the aborted touch and laid his cheek on a thigh. Bruce was again at a loss for words he didn’t know what he was doing. This is all he wanted.

All he wanted was to be allowed to rest in Vlad’s thighs and breathe. He gripped the meat of his partners thighs closer to his head, turning his head to kiss the thigh he was laying on.

“Oh, oh Bruce.”

His entire being stiffened. No, no no! Why did Vlad sound sad? He wasn’t supposed to be sad anymore, Bruce’s stomach twisted. What had he done wrong?

He looked up at the man that had filled his life with so much light. Vlad was crying, why why was he crying? Bruce could apologize, he could fix this he could-

“I have to go now.”

Go where? No no no. Don’t go! Don’t leave him alone please, please. Bruce shut his eyes, remembering being abandoned at the alter. He didn’t want to be alone anymore.

“You lied to me.”

Bruce shook, and swallowed as his throat dried. Batman. Always Batman he-

Hands caressed his head, Bruce had lied about being Batman and Vlad still-

“Oh darling. You can’t save me.”

Bruce’s head spun, his heart lurched.

“You can’t save me.”

What ? No he-

“You can’t save me. “

No no no wait ! Bruce reached out and his fingers connected to noting.

-

Bruce wakes up in a quiet house, cold and alone. He sits up in his own bed uncomfortably hard in his pants and feels nothing but shame.

He sees his phone charging on the bedside and ignores Vlad’s texts. He doesn’t deserve to inflict his brokenness on to the kind man.

Bruce regrets his self punishment four days later.

It causes him to hate himself more. It starts the vicious cycle all of Bruce’s relationship go threw. It’s a routine a more emotionally aware person would be able to notice and maybe even stop.

Ghost helpline part 18 Gaslight

Now to say Violet and Danielle weren’t close would the understatement of the century.

Violet could smell the blood on this kid, she had smelled the same thing on his handkerchief. This was an Al Ghul alright. But… but this kid didn’t feel like the kid from before. There was no defensive pose, and swords at his back. This boy was covered in paint and wood and pancake batter.

Konstelacio turned her body around to face him. Yeah this was definitely Robin … she couldn’t attack him here … what was he even doing here? She thought back to the tiny sewn “W” on the hanky… no no way… Robin Al Ghul was a Wayne!?!?

“Get down here demon! Face me!”

Shit, what’s happening what’s his plan? There aren’t, there aren’t any assassins out here just … just him. Maybe… maybe… he ran away from the league…?

“Hey ! I am speaking to you! You insolent !”

Well while Dani didn’t never liked Konstelacio much her cousin had made sure to teach her one thing.

When in trouble … Deny and Cry

—- —- —-

“Damian! Stop! You can’t -“

“But I’m right! She’s that demon!”

“Damian”

“Grayson! How can you not see it! They have the same face!”

“That doesn’t constitute proof! And now we have a whole situation on our hand because you-“

“I didn’t do anything!”

“You bullied her and made her fall off a tree Damian!”

“I didn’t bully her!”

“You called her stupid multiple times!”

He had technically called her an imbecile but Damian didn’t feel the need to correct his brother at the moment.

“Calm down Dick it can’t be that bad.” Tim pulled his research up, he had never seen Dick yell at Damian like this before. Bruce sure every week but Damian?

“He threw his sketchbook hard enough to knock her out of the tree and bruise her face Tim.”

“Oh.” Yeah that was bad.

“She’s a demon! What does it matter!”

Tim clicked on a picture, “Looks pretty human to me.” Tim … saw the resemblance. He saw how happy the Masters family looked in every picture, in every video. How fond and loving the family was with each other. Damian and Bruce were just going to have to learn to let some things go.

Speaking of Bruce, the man was taking a long time to patch things up with Mr. Masters. Tim had been gone that week tracking down some missing relic and Klarion. But assuming Dick hadn’t been exaggerating about Bs new friendship with the guy… well hopefully Bruce could smooth this incident over ethier way.

- Dick didn’t need to look at the photos. He had seen her with his own eyes.

He had been the first one on the scene, already seeking Damian out to invite him to a movie, when he heard a scream. A scream and the sound of a body hitting the ground.

He paged Bruce as he ran.

When he got there he had been sickly relieved to see that it hadn’t been Damian. He went to check the girl over for injuries when he stopped short - that face. God Dick knew that face. And as soon as the thought had entered his head her entire family had shown up.

Her entire family and Bruce.

For gods sake Vlad was in tears and Bruce looked lost. Dick had grabbed Damian and ran for the manor.

He had assumed Damian had reacted after seeing her face and Dick … Dick didn’t want Bruce to fuck this up. Bruce was smiling these past few days! And what had the girl ever done but help them anyway.

Dick knew. He knew the moment Bruce caught on he’d obsess over it. Obsessive and paranoid and go too far. Damian was just like him in that regard.

Dick wasn’t proud of his line of thinking but there was only one option left.

When in trouble ... Deny and Cry.

“Damian, I just I can’t even… I understand you might hate the idea of Bruce dating again but going after his crushes kid is going too far!” He purposely teared up.

- Damian was stunned, “His What?”

“His crush Damian! The guy he’s been texting non stop for the last week? He feel asleep at the man’s house! He sent the man flowers!”

Damian… had noticed but… oh. He flushed. Did they really just think he was throwing a fit? He wasn’t a child! What did he care if father decided to date again! He … hadn’t ruined his chances had he? That wasn’t … he didn’t …

“She’s still a demon! How are neither of you seeing this!”

“Damian she looks completely different! Also it doesn’t even make any sense why would a demon be with human family?”

“She could be taking the real daughters place! She could be using them for-“

Tim rolled his eyes, “Look all records accounted for, all the pictures of her are her. Also wasn’t the whole problem that Konstelacio couldn’t be photographed in the first place? You sure your not remembering it wrong?”

“See Damian they’re not the same person, you need to calm down.”

But what if they were wrong? What if this demonic entity was evil? What if she was using fathers paramour for some nefarious purpose?!?!

Damian opened his mouth but didn’t get to say a word as the door swung opened.

“What were you thinking?!?!”

“Fath-“

“You will be apologizing to her Damian. I -“

“What!? Why should-“

“If they were any other family they would be suing us right now! We’re lucky she didn’t break anything in the fall!”

Damian twinged at the tone, he hadn’t meant to hurt her. He didn’t think a sketchbook could hurt her. He just wanted answers! He just-

“Damian … I… I understand change is hard for you. And I understand that, really I do but you need to be more gentle with people.”

Damian scoffed father couldn’t be serious!

“And I don’t just mean physically Damian, you need to be gentle with people’s feelings too. The Masters family seems to have gone threw a lot… I think you really did hurt Violets feelings.”

So her names Violet, just as he was about to explain the situation to his Father he caught sight of his brothers behind Bruce. Tim shook his head and Dick cried in a pleading gesture.

Fine then, Damian would just have to get proof first.

—- —- —-

[Alfred to the rescue]

Damian was not sulking in the the kitchen- he wasn’t! He was plotting!

A cup of cocoa was placed in front of him. Pennyworth. He so didn’t need another lecture right now.

“I heard about what happened Master Damian and I must say..”

Oh great here we go.

“I must say I have no idea what you were meaning to accomplish with all that.”

What.

“She’s a-“

“Yes yes I’ve heard from Master Tim that you believe her to be the demon you’ve all been talking with-I do keep up with the reports you know.”

“I’m not crazy ! I’m right!” Damian slammed a fist onto the table.

“I never said you were Master Damian but tell me this even if you are right… what then? What does this change if anything?”

Damian cared about Alfred’s opinion enough to think threw his answer instead of immediately responding…, “Because she’s a threat.”

“Isn’t everyone?”

“Tt- you don’t understand demons are monsters incapable of love, born to destroy things.” That’s what the grandfather had taught him, that what he read in books. Even Zatanna and Dr Fate agreed with him on this!

“Hhhmmm I would seem I have heard something similar before. About aliens, and clones … About assassins most of all. But what do I know.” Alfred turned back to the dishes.

Damian bit his cheek in frustration, “What are you trying to tell me Pennyworth?”

“Now then have you stopped to consider that she perhaps as frightened and upset as you had been when you first came to us?”

“What are you-“

“I for one think you two have far more in common then you realize. You both have left your homeland to reinvent yourselves in a new place with new rules. Tell me, should she not be given the same curtesy we have all afforded you? Is she not, after all the help she’s given, allowed a second chance?”

Damian chewed on the man’s words, “I still don’t think I should have to apologize.”

“Come now Master Damian you should never miss the chance to scope out a potential ally.”

The boy stopped was the butler implying he…

“On the assumption that I am right this is your chance to make amends and gain a powerful ally. And on the case that I am wrong and she needs to be taken down. How better to take her down than from the inside.”

Damian was stunned he knew about the butlers past but hadn’t ever expected. Well this sure did explain how Bruce managed to survive this long.

“I’ll prepare an apology cake for tomorrow. You will deliver it to her personally and scope out the situation. Collect as much information on her and her home as you can in order to draw a correct conclusion. Understood.”

Pennyworth wasn’t asking, this was an order. Damian smirked, looks like he has a new mission.

Note: Much like Alfred said they are both very similar. Bound by blood, can people really change?

Ghost Helpline part 17 - Aftermath

Violet spends the next week stuck inside. It wasn’t bad. Dad washed, clothed and feed her teleportation sickness away. She sleeps in his bed and he sends her to sleep with fairytales. Violet doesn’t know what she’s supposed to learn from these stories, it’s nice tho.

Violet doesn’t remember being a baby, maybe she never was one? This softness with her new dad leaves her wanting. Violet would like to beige that if she ever was a baby that she had been held like this - as if she was something precious.

Funny enough her bed rest has her brothers divided. Violet lies about and blames it all on a summoning gone wrong. Brad doesn’t correct her.

It leaves half of her brothers to tiptoe around her as if she’s going to go feral at any moment. The other half yell, they’re angry. Konstelacio isn’t sure which she hates more.

Brad shuts himself away from everyone except Chad and Ziyad.

Billy hugs her and tells her everything about his mission. Almost everything he dances around something. Something important, he calls Batman a dick twice. It makes her feel better about lying.

Klarion gives her an amulet and drags Charles over to tell her about their night out.

Dandy … Dandy doesn’t take it well.

“SOMEONE should have been with her!”

“Brad SHOULD have called me!”

“We should be HOME! Not here with all these these … !”

“You know how I feel about humans.”

Every days another fight.

Konstelacio sneaks out the window.

—- —- —-

It’s been a week since the commotion on the Watch Tower. Six days since they started developing an injectable cure for Vampires Fog. Five days since his talk with Tim. Four days since his kids have begun to mercilessly tease him over more frequent phone use. Three days since he read Nightwings report on the pink vampire. Two days since Constantine had contacted him with an update. They had some more info. One day since he called Clark asking him to schedule a JL meeting.

Six hours thirty two minutes and 54 seconds since Vlad last texted him.

Bruce debated sending him another cat meme to hurry up the process.

He knew he shouldn’t be worried, apparently his only daughter had gotten the flu. And much like Tim, when they got sick they got really sick.

Bruce sent him- her- them! Bruce sent them flowers. Hopefully she would get better soon. It was painfully obvious that Vlad loved his children and her getting sick had him stressing out.

Bruce debated inviting the Masters family over for dinner.

The kids would bully him relentlessly.

Alfred would love it.

—- —— ——

The entire week has been strange to Damian. For some reason his father has been texting the head of their new neighbors relentlessly, much to his sibling’s amusement. Damian doesn’t understand why father and him suddenly “need” friends. The whole act was a waste of time, Jon was enough friendship he needed anyway.

Damian stalked into the backyards tree line. Today was good day to paint damian thought as he set up his easel. Just a sunny quiet day with no distractions.

Wwhhhooossshhhh!

That, that was probably just some animal on the property. It wasn’t uncommon to see bunnies or cats skittering around the areas of estate that still resembled a forest.

Wwwwhhhhoooshhhh!

Damian followed the sound deeper into the tree line.

Wwwhhhossh!

That didn’t sound like an animal anymore. If anything it sounded like it was coming from above…?

Damian turned his head towards the sky.

It was just a girl. How disappointing, Damian had hoped to find a big cat.

She was sitting on a tree branch, swinging her legs like she had no trouble in the world. Tch- she probably doesn’t. No doubt she’s one of his new neighbors.

Wait … hadn’t she been sick recently? What was she doing out here? What was she thinking climbing that high?!

“Oi! Imbecile what are you thinking? Get down from there! “

Her head whipped around to face him.

He knew that face, he’d drawn it several times for the league files. It was missing the scar and golden eyes. But he knew that face.

He knew that face… Konstelacio ?

Ghost helpline part 16- Everyone goes home

Billy walked out of the, surprisingly opened at 3 am, art store with bags of painting supply. Ducking into an alley, he transformed. He felt a lot better.

Alright he was ready to head for Gotham, after all his family was waiting for him there.

Now how to get around the Bats, he could probably avoid them if he walked in Bludhaven right?

- “Ow! What the hell! Billy???” The kid had decided to detransform mid air and ended up on top of the small vampire.

“Jack?”

The two looked at each other, “Holly shit are you bleeding! Did I do that?”

“What no of course not! I just got caught up with some bigoted werewolf.” Reds blood was already dry, skin scared as if the encounter had taken place days ago. “Billy what are you even doing here?!”

“Finished that pie at the diner and took a walk around the place. Was just starting to head home”

Translation: I’m done with my mission and patrol of Fawcett and am trying to go home.

“And you didn’t take the short cut home because?”

Billy quizzically raised an eyebrow, seriously what does my sister see in this guy? “ Taking the long way seemed like a safer bet, especially in a town like this.”

Translation: Do you want me to get caught by the Batman ?? Huh? Do you?

“Right, we should get going there’s no telling if that wolf will come back. Need a lift?”

“Can’t we just call Dandy to pick us up?”

Red shook his head, “No can do, he left to go pick up Violet chances are he’s barely coming back into town.”

“What do you mean pick Violet up? Where is she?!?”

“It’s a whole thing, just look I am not comfortable being here right now. Don’t you know wolves travel in packs? Do you want a lift or not!?!?”

“Fine.” Jack hoisted Billy over his shoulder, “This is humiliating.”

“Hardy har har, I may be a weak vampire but even I can care you in this form. Now hold tight.”

They disappeared in a blur of pink.

And Nightwing set down the binoculars, this was going to be a long report.

—-

Dandy was ready to strangle them.

“Hold on hold on we can just check the mirror again!”

“Flipping flapjacks, where the heck is Small-ville?”

Klarion could feel Dandy’s eyes burning into him. Whoops, “Well I at least need to know what state we’re in for me to teleport more accurately… so.”

Danka smiled, “So we ask for directions! We are literally on top of a farm right now - someone has got to be here!”

“Well not like we got any other plans here.”

A short walk, a pie and a conversation later Klarion managed to teleport them to the mansion.

Dandy couldn’t enjoy it for a minute. He stopped dead in his tracks, “Klarion, we forgot the car.”

—- —- —-

Bruce’s neck hurt, did he sleep on the

bat-puter again? No it was too soft. He shifted and opened his eyes… he was on a couch? Oh, OH. That wasn’t suppose to happen, he couldn’t have been that tired. The tv was off, and there was a blanket on top of him.

Vlad was gone and the lights were dimmed.

Great he had made a fool out of himself.

Right, it was time to leave. Right now. He could apologize later but he had to leave.

CRASH!

Bruce jolted into action. The sound came from upstairs.

// He’s so going to get robbed.//

Dick was right, for god sakes the house didn’t even have cameras!

Bruce ran up the stairs.

CRash! ThUd! “Ow damn nmit”

Oh that didn’t sound like a criminal… that sounded like a kid.

Two doors opened, Vlad and a little boy came out of them.

The kid had black hair and blue eyes, “Who the fuck are you?”

“Billy!”

“Whatever old man, next time just let us know before you bring some side piece over.”

Oh good god he was another Jason.

——

Bruce got into his car and went home.

He left felling giddy and guilty, holding Vlad’s number.

Dick knew better to keep secrets from The Batman, so he wasn’t going to lie. He just also wasn’t going to tell him what happened to his face. If Bruce really needed to know what happened tonight he could read the report on it.

—- —- —-

Violet stares at the phone longer than necessary, she’s got one shot at this. Don’t fuck up.

She plucks a number out of her inventory and dials.

Violet has never been close to Bradley, he was quiet and reserved. He insisted that she couldn’t do anything without help, well on the upside if someone thinks you’re useless it’s not like you can disappoint them more than you already do.

“Hey Brad, can you come pick me up… I’m at a pub… yeah again…”

- Brad hung up the phone and abandoned his brothers at the movie theater. His sister had called him, him! Not Dandy or Danka or Klarion! She had called him! And now he he had a little sister to save!

He checked the time on his Lock Screen, a picture of Violet having a stuffed animal tea party, it was his prized possession. His little baby sister was just so adorable and kind. And if anyone in Gotham hurt her there was going to be hell to pay! - literally!

—- —- —-

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DC-Verse Theater part 3

“Alrighty next clip is a sibling universe of this universe so again most things are the same as yours with some slight differences.” Damian

Reacting to the DC- Verse

DC-Verse Theater

A Theater appeared in front of more than a dozen heroes. They were seemingly teleported in the middle of the day, none of their phones worked past the camera and the bats were slowly starting to tear the building apart. All of the doors were locked and none of them could open them, even with kryptonian strength.

The most concerning part was that they were all dressed as civilians.

Everyone in the room; Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, GL Hal, Green Arrow, Flash Barry, Aquaman, Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Cassandra, Damian, Duke, Barbra, Wally, Roy, Jon, Konner and Bart.

“Well we might as well raid the concession stand,” Wally could hear the other heroes eyes roll and can’t find it in him to care. Impulse beats him to the popcorn maker and screams as he opens the cabinet.

“Bart!” There on the floor hair tangled on the edge of door of the cabinet splayed out was a girl. She wasn’t breathing. “What the fuck what the absolute fuck.” Wally had seen plenty of horrible things in his job both of them but this entire situation unsettled him completely. “Barry I think you need to see this.”

The heroes knew better to crowed a body and allowed Barry and Batman to pass freely… they still stared tho. She looked short, half of her body still stuffed into the drawer making it hard to tell. Barry reached out and flipped her over. He need to check if maybe just maybe she was breathing. Flash stopped at his colleges intake of breath. Face up everyone could see a stained patch of her black hair was white.

Jason cussed up a storm.

Before Barry could begin touch her, the body arched up and gasped loudly.

“Holy shit back up man.”

Oh she was a live. That some how left the group with more questions.

She contorted, pulling her body out of the space. She looked …normal. Short, black hair, black eyes, tawny skin scarred. She stood up and stretched.

Clark blanched, “She’s breathing.” They got a few looks, “She definitely wasn’t breathing before.”

Jason couldn’t take it, “What are you?”

She stopped mid stretch, and shrugged, “I’m a chimera.” Her grin was all teeth.

“Well then let’s get this over with.”

“Get what over with, do you perhaps know why we are here miss -?” Journalist powers go!

“Well to watch the multiverse of course! Or at least that what I assume my boss wants me to do, can’t really think of another reason you lot would be here.”

“The multiverse? What’s that…” Clark asked.

The girl stopped and stared at him, “Tugh, you can all drop the act. I know who all of you are.”

“I don’t know-“

She pointed them out, “Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, yadda yadda yadda. Come on the faster we do this the faster you get sent home.”

The heroes started spewing outrage.

Diana spoke directly to her first tho, “Who are you? What is your bosses plan?”

The raven haired girl walked up to a seat and sat down, “Like I said I’m Chimera, and my boss probably wants me to show you guys the multiverse so you guys can I dunno learn a lesson or become stronger or some bull crap like that.”

Diana nodded, “And you have that ability? The ability to just see these things?”

“ I’d be a pretty bad Watcher if I didn’t!”

“Watcher?”

“Yup it’s like my title and rank, the infinite cosmos to watch and no one to share it with. “

Diana was growing concerned sure the girl knew things she shouldn’t but-

“So no worries about me spilling any secret identities, I’m entirely constrained to this dimension.” Her voice got softer annoyed, “Trust me I’ve tried.”

Diana really didn’t like the way that sounded.

“Oh and don’t worry about your world catching on fire without you it’s on pause till you get back.” The girl said flipping the screen on her phone, that presumably worked.

The heroes all looked around at each other, were they really doing this?

Roy was done, “As intriguing as this all is what if I don’t want to? Time being paused or not I have a baby at home to feed.”

She kept on scrolling, “Funny you say that as if we have a choice.”

“We?” Diana shared a look with Clark, she really wasn’t liking how this all sounded. Did they need to save this girl?

“Yup,” she made a popping sound on the ‘p’, “We, what part of this being my job do you not understand ?”

Diana didn’t have a response ready for that.

Jon floated over to the girl and sat down in the seat next to her, ignoring his dads whispers (and Damian’s yells) not to approach.

“What are you doing?”

“Looking at our options.”

-

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Ghost helpline part 15 sibling adventures

Klarion just wanted to cause some mischief, just because he left the Lords of Chaos doesn’t mean he’s no longer a trickster after all. Having Violet and Billy gone for so long had made him restless. So when he heard that there was an Atlantean artifact being shown off in Happy Harbor Museum the same color as his only sisters dual eyes he HAD to have it.

It was supposed to be an easy trip. Teleport in cause some chaos, steal the trinket and teleport out. May be he’d get to throw some sidekicks around, he hadn’t been expecting

Dr. Fate.

God he missed Nelson.

—- —- —-

Violet followed the celery dog and it’s master into the empty building- oh not empty. There were people talking at the bar and ten hidden guards. She sniffed the air, the one in green was bleeding.

“Goddamn it Harleen what did you do? Who is this you can’t just bring in strangers to drug deals!”

“Oh hold your horses Penguin. I’m just looking after the kid until someone comes to get her. What was I supposed to do just leave a meta kid alone in Gotham.” Harley spouted while r the walked to the bar, immediately grabbing a drink and downing it.

“A meta huhhh?”

“Oh no Penguin don’t be getting no ideas there, this kid is in no condition to join a gang.”

“Tch- so girly what’s your power?”

The girl was starting to anger Cobblepot, there was something about her that didn’t seem right. She wasn’t even answering she was just staring at all of them! At him, like he was some sort of freak show!

“Well I’m talking to you!”

The girl clocked her head, opening and closing her mouth a few times. She was getting on Oswald’s nerves, that vacant expression was creepy on a kid.

Oswald hated when people stared.

“Your green friend is bleeding.”

What?

The Penguin followed her gaze, around him and to Riddler. She hadn’t been staring at him at all?

“What? How did you figure that out?” Riddler smiled as Harley read him the riot act.

Cobblepot rolled his eyes at the twos antics, “Maurice! Bring the new fish some food!”

Noise could be heard from the kitchen, huh Violet thought - nine guards then.

“Oh come on Oswald don’t be cruel! Look at her!” Nygma chastised as the chef brought out a platter of dead, fully intact fish.

Instead of the usual shrieking the girl stared at it… “This is for me?”

“It’s in front of you isn’t it. Dig in.”

Violet was hungry, and Harleys phone was still charging. She knew she should eat food from people who weren’t her family but it didn’t seem that this came with any strings attached.

- Harley was horrified, the girl was reaching over to grab a fish. She was holding it in her gloved hands, “Hey kid you don’t gotta -“

She bit straight into it. Since when we’re her teeth sharp like that? She was chewing quickly, slurping on guts and swallowing with out hesitation. Like a train wreck Harley couldn’t look away, even as she took her other hand and pulled another fish apart by the ribs.

Oswald laughed and laughed, this was great. He reached over to take a morsel for himself and the girl flinched. Letting the fish drop onto the counter she covered her mouth with her soaking gloves, “Oh, sorry.”

It was the villains turn to stare.

Surprisingly it was Riddler who got over .. all of that .. first, “Why are you apologizing? We told you to eat and you ate. Good job.” He stared over her head to Oswald and mouthed, “Fix this.”

She was still covering her mouth.

The thing about the Ice Berge Lounge was that it was a place that ran on Villains and freakish clientele, this sense of shame simply would do Oswald thought - not here.

“You can keep eating I -“

“It’s okay I’m not hungry.” She said while eyeing the plate.

“Hey bud we already saw your teeth, and we know you’re a meta so you can keep eating okay? Look even Ossy has sharp teeth!”

“Don’t call me that Harls! - But she’s right do eat comfortably.”

The moved her hands down onto her dirty dress, her teeth looked normal now. “I’m not suppose to … I know it’s … ugly.”

Oswald felt enraged, “Look here no one in this lounge is ever going to give you crap about something like that okay kid? So just eat, we’re going to be deal with work so we won’t even look at you Capeesh?”

The kid looked entirely bewildered, Oswald slowly grabbed a fish for himself and swallowed it whole. The girl started eating again and he called it a win.

- Violet continued to eat as the adults talked. She felt mouths water under her skin, she could still smell blood. If it hadn’t been for the one dressed in green she might have not figured it out. But to be fair none of these villains were acting very villainous at the moment, drug deal aside.

It wouldn’t take that long for Harley’s phone to charge… who was she going to call? She definitely couldn’t call dad or Dandy she thought. She knew how mad and disappointed they’d be. And she wasn’t even sure where Billy was…

Alright that leaves seven brothers left.

—- —- —-

All Dandy had wanted to do was go on a nice drive with his brother to pick up their sister. But nooooo his little brother had to pick a fight with a lord of order and a gaggle of side kicks.

The worst part was that Charles and Klarion were utterly enjoying themselves.

“Awww is the Baby League gonna cry?”

Both of them had located Klarion quickly after entering the town, turning into their ghost selves before entering the museum.

Half of the place was destroyed, the entire town was semi floating and Charles was throwing fireballs like it was the only move he knew. At least it slowed the martian down. It was pure havoc.

Dandy saw a blond pocket the necklace. Uhhh, this is why you don’t send Klarion to do a stealth mission. He squared up against the girl, this necklace better be worth it.

- Charles was having the time of his afterlife! He was fighting real superhero’s! … and Dr.Fate.

Unlike his brothers Charles ghost form, lovingly called Danka, wasn’t … fleshy. Instead of a pallet switch, his black hair became black fire and his body discorporated into sizzling unbreakable bone.

Charles laughed as he spotted his brother buzzing around the young Amazonian. Dandy’s specialty was shrinking, collapsing in on himself until he was nothing more than a ball of light. Often confused for the ghost of a fairy instead of a human.

“I got it! Klarion portal us out now!”

Charles whooped out loud, best day ever.

Dandy looked around their new location and held the urge to scream, “Klarion. Where are we? And where is our car?” Worst day ever.

—- —- —-

Billy knew that beating in Dr. Silvana wasn’t a constructive out lit for his anger. But he couldn’t throw a punch at his “co- workers” so this would have to do.

Billy walked down the streets after leaving the reject pediatrician for the police. He knew Fawcett like the back of his hand, even after getting adopted Vlad could never take him away from here. Not that the old man had tried, Billy was almost convinced his family thought the town was his haunt. He slowed down near a drop for homeless kids and stuck a roll of cash inside, all crumpled ones and fives. Maybe they were right.

He kept on walking, staring up at graphite and half finish murals. He couldn’t shake Batman’s words out of his head.

// The three of them had been taken in by Duke Vlad Plasmius at the end of the war. Violet had been promised asylum and adoption for her contributions in battle.

Klarion demanded asylum from the Court of Chaos that had abandoned him and had thrown him into war like a lamb to slaughter. He refused to leave Violets side.

The gods whispered their apologies to Billy. He shrugged this worked for him, they were a packaged deal now.

The trio explored Phantoms Keep like children and played politics like adults. Billy didn’t trust Vlad yet , he knew what adults were like. There had to be an ulterior motive here.

“Vlad! What’s happening what’s going on?”

Violet looked excited. They had all been worked up and dressed up in their finest, which wasn’t saying much. Vlad smiled back at her, “The royal painter is here dear, we are to be cataloged as part of the Royal Family.”

“Us? But-“

“All three of you are to be my children, so all three of you will be afforded the rights of one.” The man kneeled down, actually knelled! It left Billy bewildered. “I can’t promise things will be perfect, and I can’t promise a fairness in the line of succession or anything like that. But I will fight tooth and nail that you are all given the respect and dignity you deserve. So please please let me try.”

Billy could see Klarion waver, and Violet was already sold on the idea. “Okay dad! Let’s go!”

They meet up with their new siblings and all was well. It was a slow and tedious process but both him and Klarion ended up looking good. The human magician was old and stand off-ish but it didn’t matter. He bowed at the appropriate places and was deceptively polite.

… until Violet stood up for her portrait last.

It was all a blur and the painter almost got shanked.

“I’m sorry my Duke, I just don’t see why I have to paint her. It’s not like she’s in any line of power-“

“She is my daughter.”

“Right. Well I just don’t feel comfortable painting someone … like her.”

“Get. Out.” It was a lot easier to believe Vlad after that.//

Billy looked at the city mural and fiddled with his dads credit card inside his pocket. He thought about taking up painting.

—- —- —-

Jazz and Danny don’t get much time together these days, which was fine really. What was a little time apart when they had eternity.

Jazz smiles as Aragon walks into her territory, time to get to work.

—- —- —-

The werewolf stopped in front of the group heaving in anger, “What to scared to fight your own battles blood sucker?”

“I didn’t do anything wrong! I don’t even know you!”

“Liar! My friend dies and you just happen to be in the same area!!”

“Hold on,” Kaldurs voice harden, “Let’s talk this threw calmly. We are actually here investigating a death, if you could give us any information we can take care of this for you. There is no need for undue violence. If -“

The beast man growled, “His name was John Mark he worked in the building you just came out of. Do whatever you want. We know who’s really to blame.”

“I didn’t-“

“Better watch your back bloodsucker! Gggrrr You can’t hide behind the Atlantian forever.” The werewolf bared his teeth one last time before turning away from them.

- Kaldur was left sharing a confused look with Dick. That man had seem ready to hack them to pieces, they had been expecting a fight at least but instead he had spoken as if Kaldur was nothing but a shield. Maybe -

The girl bowed to Kaldur, “Thank you! Thank you so much! I-“

Nightwing stepped in with his easy going persona, “It’s alright you’re safe now. Do you mind if we ask you some questions? We-“

“I didn’t do it! I swear I just got here! I hardly even spend time in the mortal realm!”

“Wait if you hardly spend time here, then how did you know we were heroes?”

Jacks eyes blinked at them, oh shit. “Your heroes?!?!” Fuck fuck fuck

Dick could see the internal panic, “Hey hey it’s okay, just talk to us you’re not in trouble. Here you’re bleeding.” Dick took out his med kit, it would be an ideal time to get a blood sample.

“Don’t! Don’t touch me! You should never touch a bleeding vampire!”

Jack stepped back, god how dumb was this human?

Kaldur was getting worried, “If you didn’t know we are heroes why did you hide behind me?”

The pink dressed mess stared at him, “Do do you seriously not know????”

More bowing, “The stories of Atlantis king are terrifying, no one would be stupid enough to fight one of his subjects … so I kind of used it to my advantage. Sorry.”

Kaldur felt pride swell in chest, “Right.” Kaldur looked at the vampire, they were cute and clever. If only they were a boy Kaldur might, well it doesn’t matter.

“So what were you doing here?”

“I was collecting some flowers for my fright-mate!” A pink bag opened to show off a collection of flower heads, stems, leaves and ziplocks of soil. “She’s sick so I came, into your haunt without thinking.” The stranger flushed.

“Right well you should be wary, especially in places like Bludhaven and Gotham. Also walking around at night is dangerous for girls in these parts, lot of trafficking rings and stuff.” Nightwing debated tacking on a piece about not wanting to see any murders out of her but that felt unnecessary and perhaps a tad to mean.

A confused look took over their face, “But plenty of Vampires live here? And I’m not a girl?”

Well Dick was embarrassed now, Kaldur was just straight up shocked- the surface world really was different.

“Uhhh I should uhhh go… now… sunrise and all that.” She- uh they stepped away from them slowly.

Kaldur reached out, “Wait! What if we need to contact you again? … for the case!”

“Oh here, call for me if you need me. I owe you one for this whole mess I guess- But just one.”

Kaldur held on to the pink headband as the boy speed off.

“Uhhh great now I owe Tim money.”

—— —- —-

Note

For anyone wondering Teekle, Klarions cat, is at home with Vlad.

I can see Billy not trusting Vlad at first only to completely take advantage later.

Yes Tim is definitely a conspiracy theorist that fully believes Vampires live in Gotham.

Dandy hates humans and the painter being a human magician, only add fuel to the fire.

DC-Verse Theater part 3

“Alrighty next clip is a sibling universe of this universe so again most things are the same as yours with some slight differences.”

Damian’s eyes narrowed as he tried to spy on her phone with Jon in between them, “What kind of differences.”

“Well in this universe Jason and Bruce manage to talk some things out. A more glaring difference is that this Jason is a scientist.”

“Woah, really Jason?”

The man in question smacked the archers shoulder playfully, “Hey what that’s supposed to mean! I’m smart!”

“Yup Jason in this universe practically lives in space!”

The video started to play, “Oh also in this universe Konner doesn’t exist.”

“Wait what!” Tim was horrified, Konner nodded it made sense they couldn’t all exist every time… especially when they weren’t even born in the first place.

The scene opened on Jason and Tim in Jasons apartment kitchen. It was kinda creepy how the apartment looked exactly the same, until they kept walking. Leading them both into a room that looked like Roy’s workshop, me mechanical garbage thrown everywhere.

“I am wiped out guess I’ll turn in.”

Cass raised an eyebrow, usually they had to fight for Tim to sleep.

“Cool.”

Jason looked at the screen, huh looks like him and replacement had a good relationship here. He felt bitter about it, not that he deserved a good relationship with the replacement.

“Jay, I feel like I’ve spent my whole life pretending Bruce is a great guy and trying to be like him and the ugly truth has always been-“

Tim didn’t like were this was going, but at least him and Jason were close. Close enough for Tim to tell him things like this, real brothers.

“That he’s not that great a guy and you are exactly like him?”

“Am I evil?”

Bruce felt like his nerves were on fire, he knew he wasn’t a good man but Tim?

Damian scoffed, “As if you have the capacity to ever be Batman.”

“Actually Tim is the most like me.”

The room grew silent, as Tim hunched his shoulders. He never wanted to be Batman in the first place.

“Worse you’re smart. When you know nothing matters the universe is yours and I have never met a universe that was into it.

It was Hals turn to raise an eyebrow, “That kinda sounds like he drops into different dimensions a lot.”

Chimera smiled, “Oo! Got it in one! And people saw your the dumb one.”

The universe is basically an animal that grazes on the ordinary creates infinite idiots just to eat them not unlike your husband Brecard -“

“Bernard”

“Yeah hardly matters now sweetie.”

“I MARRIED Bernard !!!”

Konner could admit to being a little itty bit jealous.

“Jay I’m out of excuses to not be who I am … so who am I ? What do I do?”

“You’re asking Jason for advice?- ow”

“I’m asking Jason for advice? I guess we’re close …” it felt nice to know there was one world out there where his Robin liked him.

“My advice? Take off, leave Gotham before it eats you.”

“Jason!”

“What Dick! It’s not like any of you would even notice if he left and it’s obvious that this Tim isn’t happy to be there.”

“I can’t do that! The titans, Dick, my job and as much as I hate to admit it ABCs the Bachelor- “

Dick couldn’t help but feel vindicated, of course Tim wouldn’t leave. “I Knew it I knew you liked the Bachelor! We should have a movie night Tim-“

“Oh maybe Dick, I’m pretty busy.”

“Oh okay no worries Timmy.”

“I can make a clone of you.

Konner couldn’t breath.

A perfect instance of you with all of your memories an exact copy in every way. It will love and provide for the family, do your job and consume broadcast network reality tv on the same alleged ironic level you do. You could be gone a day, a week of the rest of your life with zero consequences. The moment you decide to come back I flip a switch and the clones job is done. It feels no pain, it regrets nothing, it has zero chance of going BladeRunner.”

“Konner-“

“I’m fine.” And he was he didn’t need Superman’s pity, he didn’t want it. He didn’t get to do that, he had made his choice.

“If nothing matters, why would you do that for me?”

Jason rede used to ever admit it but he actually did like replac- Tim. He liked Tim, but after everything Jason didn’t have any room left to stand on with the kid. And he had done it to himself.

“I dunno maybe you matter so little that I like you. Or maybe it makes you matter. Maybe I love you. Maybe something about the Pits. Don’t jump a gift shark in the mouth.”

Bruce took note of Pits being mentioned, at the very least maybe these videos could help him figure something’s out. They might even give him information on how to help Jason.

“I don’t know if I can do it.”

Divk smiled of course not, this was Tim. His little brother wouldn’t just leave. Not like that, he couldn’t lose a brother like that. Even if Tim was cloned he’d notice! He’s know Tim since he was eight!

“Then stay and luxuriate in a life that you can finally know you’ve chosen.

Damian scoffed, ‘chosen’ of course Drake was the only one to get a choice. Everyone else had been dragged into the Batfamily, but Drake? Drake just waltzed in like it was nothing.

My secret bonus is no matter what you choose you’re finally gonna chill the fuck out.”

Jason laughed, “Yeah Timborine fucking chill out with your identity crisis and pick a lane.”

“Okay I know what I wanna do.”

“Tim…?” Stephanie would like to believe that Tim wouldn’t but… after everything Tim had changed.

Tim folded into Konner.

Note: this is from Rick and Morty

Did it!

Batverse - we all know those dekuverse fics that were really popular when MHA came out right? Well that but with the Batfamily. I mean the multiverse is already cannon anyway.

Imagine the drama, the emotionally constipated despair.

Also just the family learning more about each other :)

DC-Verse Theater part 2

The crowd relented and sat down on the comfy theater seats.

“So would you like to start with something happy or dive right into it?”

“Hit me with your best shot bitch!” Jason found the whole idea ridiculous and hilarious. Everyone looked soooo concerned, he rolled his eyes how could their shit show of a family get any worse?

“Fine then in that case your first universe to see will be one almost identical to your own but with one solid difference- in this universe you and Bruce actually attempt to talk things out.” Wait. No.

“Now then let’s start.”

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Batman and Red Hood angst (I am not angry, I am in pain)

This is a video I made for TikTok a while back that I hadn’t put on YouTube yet. Just some casual Bruce Wayne and Jason Todd angst for your

The scene opened on Jason and Bruce entangled in one of their infamous fights.

“I get that you’re angry.”

- Okay Dick thought, Bruce was trying. That was probably a good sign.

Jason felt something ugly crawl up his stomach, he hated looking at himself this vulnerable. He was comforted by Roy’s weight against his side.

“I am not angry.

- Well that was surprising, their Kason was definitely angry.

I am in pain!

- Oh. Bruce’s heart clenched painfully, even in another universe his son dies. He’s an utter failure.

And you put me here… the person who was supposed to love me more than anything.” Rain poured over them.

Jason was crying. They both were.

- Dick couldn’t help but cry too, “What, what is wrong with you!” The vigilante stood up and rounded on to their host.

She shrugged, “A lot of things, do you want that list alphabetically or chronologically?”

“Dick that’s enough,” Jason would never get use to the feeling of his brothers defending him. He risked a glance at Bruce and bit back at the pit in his head, of course he looks fine. Of course the old man isn’t even bothered.

- color text is the other universal counters

Reacting to the DC- Verse

DC-Verse Theater

A Theater appeared in front of more than a dozen heroes. They were seemingly teleported in the middle of the day, none of their phones worked past the camera and the bats were slowly starting to tear the building apart. All of the doors were locked and none of them could open them, even with kryptonian strength.

The most concerning part was that they were all dressed as civilians.

Everyone in the room; Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, GL Hal, Green Arrow, Flash Barry, Aquaman, Dick, Jason, Tim, Stephanie, Cassandra, Damian, Duke, Barbra, Wally, Roy, Jon, Konner and Bart.

“Well we might as well raid the concession stand,” Wally could hear the other heroes eyes roll and can’t find it in him to care. Impulse beats him to the popcorn maker and screams as he opens the cabinet.

“Bart!” There on the floor hair tangled on the edge of door of the cabinet splayed out was a girl. She wasn’t breathing. “What the fuck what the absolute fuck.” Wally had seen plenty of horrible things in his job both of them but this entire situation unsettled him completely. “Barry I think you need to see this.”

The heroes knew better to crowed a body and allowed Barry and Batman to pass freely… they still stared tho. She looked short, half of her body still stuffed into the drawer making it hard to tell. Barry reached out and flipped her over. He need to check if maybe just maybe she was breathing. Flash stopped at his colleges intake of breath. Face up everyone could see a stained patch of her black hair was white.

Jason cussed up a storm.

Before Barry could begin touch her, the body arched up and gasped loudly.

“Holy shit back up man.”

Oh she was a live. That some how left the group with more questions.

She contorted, pulling her body out of the space. She looked …normal. Short, black hair, black eyes, tawny skin scarred. She stood up and stretched.

Clark blanched, “She’s breathing.” They got a few looks, “She definitely wasn’t breathing before.”

Jason couldn’t take it, “What are you?”

She stopped mid stretch, and shrugged, “I’m a chimera.” Her grin was all teeth.

“Well then let’s get this over with.”

“Get what over with, do you perhaps know why we are here miss -?” Journalist powers go!

“Well to watch the multiverse of course! Or at least that what I assume my boss wants me to do, can’t really think of another reason you lot would be here.”

“The multiverse? What’s that…” Clark asked.

The girl stopped and stared at him, “Tugh, you can all drop the act. I know who all of you are.”

“I don’t know-“

She pointed them out, “Superman, Batman, Green Lantern, yadda yadda yadda. Come on the faster we do this the faster you get sent home.”

The heroes started spewing outrage.

Diana spoke directly to her first tho, “Who are you? What is your bosses plan?”

The raven haired girl walked up to a seat and sat down, “Like I said I’m Chimera, and my boss probably wants me to show you guys the multiverse so you guys can I dunno learn a lesson or become stronger or some bull crap like that.”

Diana nodded, “And you have that ability? The ability to just see these things?”

“ I’d be a pretty bad Watcher if I didn’t!”

“Watcher?”

“Yup it’s like my title and rank, the infinite cosmos to watch and no one to share it with. “

Diana was growing concerned sure the girl knew things she shouldn’t but-

“So no worries about me spilling any secret identities, I’m entirely constrained to this dimension.” Her voice got softer annoyed, “Trust me I’ve tried.”

Diana really didn’t like the way that sounded.

“Oh and don’t worry about your world catching on fire without you it’s on pause till you get back.” The girl said flipping the screen on her phone, that presumably worked.

The heroes all looked around at each other, were they really doing this?

Roy was done, “As intriguing as this all is what if I don’t want to? Time being paused or not I have a baby at home to feed.”

She kept on scrolling, “Funny you say that as if we have a choice.”

“We?” Diana shared a look with Clark, she really wasn’t liking how this all sounded. Did they need to save this girl?

“Yup,” she made a popping sound on the ‘p’, “We, what part of this being my job do you not understand ?”

Diana didn’t have a response ready for that.

Jon floated over to the girl and sat down in the seat next to her, ignoring his dads whispers (and Damian’s yells) not to approach.

“What are you doing?”

“Looking at our options.”

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Note: Feel free to send me anything you’d like them to react to!!!

Do you have a master list for the ghost help line I can only find parts 124and 8

On no I don’t! I have it all collected on Ao3 tho!

I’m not sure how to make a master list :(

Ghost Helpline

In future chapters Green Arrow is going to go on a mini magic adventure.

Who should get to go with him? I want to hear your opinion! Anyone is fair game, just no Batman.