Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.1
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As someone who lived in the middle of nowhere, Amity, the ocean both terrified and enthralled Danny Fenton.
The first time his parents took him to the beach, it was the middle of the day and he’d been stuck in the prototype GAV for hours upon hours on their “quick, ghost rumor hunting field trip.”
It wasn’t quick, and they caught exactly zero ghosts. When Danny saw the expanse of sand underneath the summer sun, he and Jazz both bounded out of the van like feral little monkeys. Danny and Jazz sprinted down the sand, their parents ambling behind them with their arms loaded up with towels, a first aid kit, and an ungodly amount of mildly ecto contaminated food that they already fought before getting onto the beach.
Danny had splashed into the water, yelped at the freezing temperature, and then promptly found a shell to keep. His mom taught him how to swim with the waves, having come from Surf City herself, and his dad taught Jazz how to dive.
It was a day full of fond memories, especially the memory of the Great War of Sand-Castle Crushing he and Jazz waged against each other.
They stuck around for the sunset, the ripples of colors and peacefulness that swept across the vast waters caught Danny in its hold.
He hadn’t forgotten that moment. Not even when he died.
After a particularly hard day as Phantom, Danny would fly to the coast and loose hours just sitting on the sand and watching the waves lap against the shore. And when those nights were clear? It felt like a slice of his own personal heaven, with the stars shining on his shoulders and the encompassing crash of the waves sheltering his heart.
And on some days, when being Danny left him frustrated, Danny would fly out to the coast and use his intangibility to walk beneath the waves. Near the coast, it’s cloudy with swirls of moving sand and disturbed waters. He walked, and walked, and floated and floated beneath the waters, taking contentment from the way the moonlight of his stars filtered through the water. He admired the way light would glint on the scales of fish and crustaceans alike as he floated beneath the surface. On those days, Danny would pick up trash and polluted things and bring them to shore, to place in the trash cans and all of the recycling cans. He picked up shells and decorated the beaches he frequented, because if it were decorated, perhaps people would refrain from chucking their waste into the sea.
Well, usually, it’d be trash.
Danny watched speechlessly, jaw cracked open just a smidge, as an explosion happened right over his head. The distortion of the water did not hide the fact that there were large chunks of plane pelting down at him, a different figure flying away from the explosion. Danny went invisible and intangible as large metal pieces plunged into his current water space.
“Gosh, people these days,” he huffed. “This is gonna take forever to…”
Danny trailed off, seeing a humanoid shape crash into the water, clearly unconscious. Danny didn’t hesitate before shooting towards the drowning person, glowing green and fully visible again. The stranger’s eyes- holy shit, that’s Batman- turned towards him before closing behind cracked open lenses. Batman slumped falling unconscious. That’s not good.
Danny rocketed out of the water with the vigilante in his arms. If it weren’t for his supernatural strength, there’s no way lanky teenage Danny would have been able to carry Batman’s grown ass built like a tank self to the shore. Likewise, if it weren’t for his strength, Danny wouldn’t have been able to start chest compressions through the layers of armor.
Danny leaned back with a sigh as Batman coughed out only a bit of water, because Danny hadn’t taken all that long to get to him, and held up his hands in a “I don’t have weapons” way as Batman whirled to him.
“Hi. Are you alright?” Danny asked, ectoplasm and instinctive ghost speak fuzzing his words a bit. Damn, Batman must have nearly died a lot. He’ll freak out about meeting Batman later.
“You saved me,” an awkward pause. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome. The other guy went that way.”
Danny waved vaguely.
“…What are you?”
“Oh my god, Batman, you can’t just ask someone what they are!” He immediately replied, inwardly smacking himself for the joke. He watched Batman’s face, watching for any sign of discrimination against ghosts, or any sign the man had a sense of humor.
“…”
Neither, apparently, was the answer.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m just here to clean up the beaches. You humans really like to pollute the beaches. It’s quite rude, you know. That plane of yours, well, it’s not your fault,” he amended. “But it’s gonna damage sea life. And I don’t know if you’re in the habit, but please don’t litter on the beach or in the water, especially with your unconscious body. It’s tedious to clean.”
“…I see.”
“Stay. I’ll take out your plane. Make sure it doesn’t stay on the sand, alright?”
With that, Danny stood. Unaware of the way the moonlight lit up his hair like white flames and accentuated the sharp points of his ears, Danny turned away and flew back to the plane site, dragging the pieces up with ease.
Batman sat on the sand, likely exhausted from his fight, and watched him carry the pieces of the aircraft up.
“Here. All done. I gotta get going,” because Danny has school and this just lost him two hours. “Will you be alright?”
Batman nodded once, sharply.
“Good.” Danny went invisible, watching Batman sat up straighter, glancing around in a suddenly visible awareness. Oh, well. Tucker’s gonna freak out.
——
Three years later, Danny’s moved to Gotham for university.
And after midterm season, Danny went for a ghostly walk, but this time, in the waters surrounding Gotham.
When he surfaced, Batman was crouching on a lamp post, waiting for him.
“Oh, it’s you,” Danny said. “Hello. Did you know that people are polluting these waters with bodies too?”
“Yes,” Batman said, graveled voice resounding on the shipping containers around them.
“You should do something about that. Do you like places that are polluted?”
Batman sighed. “What are you?”
Danny hears a small, tinny voice by Batman’s ear, coming from a comm.
“Oh my god, B, you can’t just ask someone what they are!”
Mind flashing back to the night Danny drug a waterlogged Batman out of the ocean, Danny cracked a smile.
“Phantom,” he said, decisively. And, because this isn’t Amity anymore, “the Beach Clean Up crew from the flip side.”
——
Bruce, waking up on the sand: wtf
Bruce, seeing a child next to him who probably saved him: wtf (in “adoption”)
Bruce, seeing Danny’s skin glitter like stars, hair aflame, and pointy ears: wtf (in “I can adopt fae folk, right?”)
Bruce, seeing that Danny doesn’t leave any footprints: wtffff (detective mind goes brrrr)
——
Bruce, after Danny leaves: *donates 20 mil towards beach clean up efforts and anti-pollution causes*
——
Bruce’s Goggle Search History, documented by Oracle:
Sea spirits
Sea vampires
How to parent supernatural kids
How to thank your sea child
Are shells a good gift?
Ocean conservation efforts
Sea spirits that glitters under moonlight
Sea spirits that cleans up beaches
Wayne corporation waste disposal
Companies that dump trash into the sea
*outgoing call to Lucius Fox*
What is “mean girls”
——
Bruce, learning “current pop culture” from his kids:
Bruce, remembering the kid who saved him and realizing he’s probably as old as his own kids are: *adoption tendencies intensifies*
DP x DC Prompt.
Deadserious
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>Danny had a problem. He thought he handled it well. He couldn't tell his civillian boyfriend of his half-dead status.
He definitely couldn't let him find out by being summoned by some culty wannabes who wanted to rule the world.
Easy solution: Volunteer to be the sacrifice, turn his eyes green, and act like a Royal prick and powerful being. Get rescued by one of Gothams 50 vigilantes. And claim no memory.
Boom, secret identity underwraps.
He didn't expect everyone to treat him so fragile after.
>
Damian also had a problem. That problem, being his civilian boyfriend, was obviously possessed by a spirit of the ghastly ghost king and was utterly clueless about it.
And it was all his fault.
Danny Fenton was the next June Moore/ Enchantress. Except he was hosting one of the most powerful beings in the universe.
And that lovable idiot had no damn idea about it.
Stiles: *puts oils and edible healing herbs in the bathwater to help Bby Eli's winter skin*
Derek: Are you giving him a bath or making him into soup?
Stiles: *cackling*
Chapter 1: I Could Be The Eye Of The Storm
It has been said that when a person is on the verge of death, their brain shows various memories of their life for seven minutes. Seven minutes of beautiful, happy memories that marked your life.
From the moment you gave the wailing, shocking cry as the cold air of the outside world hit your wrinkly, red skin, fresh out of the womb, until the very last few moments, you keep on fighting to keep air down your lungs, and your heart slowly stops pumping blood into your veins.
A way of welcoming the end of your life peacefully, if you can see it that way.
Most people become cynical when it comes to the end of the cycle of life. Either for loss of faith or not wanting to think about what comes after it.
It’s probably because of fear.
No, it’s definitely because of fear.
Everyone is afraid of what happens when you cross to the other side. That’s a fact. A human fact.
That’s why the seven minutes are such a comforting idea. Seeing all the good things you have lived before going away into a black abyss of uncertainty.
A last ray of warm light.
(Y/N) Wayne doesn’t get her seven minutes.
Well, not her own seven minutes.
From the moment her body sank to the bottom of the water, Wayne knew her seven minutes would not be of warm, happy memories.
They would be of dark, cold hallways. Empty chairs on her birthday table. Short excuses and empty apologies for any type of tournament they didn’t assist. Cold shoulders and annoyed stares whenever she spoke or made ‘dumb’ questions.
Her dad’s empty silence. Dick’s soft avoidance. Jason’s burning anger. Tim’s sharp cut-offs. Damian’s freezing hatred.
Perhaps Death would allow her to have Alfred’s warming smiles and compassion. Maybe even the sweet melody of her mother’s humming voice as she laid on that small bed in the asylum.
Instead, she gets seven minutes of a complete acid trip.
A small town with overly nice people. A woman and a man who are completely in love with one another. A house that changes from black and white to color, the furniture changing with the decades. Two babies, twins, a girl and a boy. The rush of the wind against her skin as she runs in a complete sugar rush with a man with silver hair and then the woman saying ‘if she was to break the sound barrier, she would take her brother with her’. A huge fight with blows of red and purple and guns ending in with a warm family hug with the twins, a scarlet witch, and an android with a soul.
A good night scene, the woman kissing each of them on the forehead before turning the lights off. The boy crawling into the girl’s bed and both of them holding to each other tightly as their world crumbles around them in a red dome.
‘Good night,---’
‘Good night, Billy.’
That name gets stuck in her brain as life slips away from her lungs. It echoes in a gentle, childish voice as it grows farther and farther away. Just like the air bubbles escaping from her mouth and nose.
‘A twin,’ a final thought muses.
‘I always wanted a twin.’
‘Please, let me have that life next time.’
‘Please, let it be–’
“Billy!”
Those are the words (Y/N) Maximoff tried to say as her mouth graggled and vomited all the water from inside her lungs once she fought to remain afloat in the deep, dark water. The left side of her head throbbed like hell, making her dizzy and tired while swimming in a puppy-like style on her right side to finally reach the edge of the nasty pool she woke up in.
Climbing it was another gigantic chore, but she refused to remain on the murky (read as definitely contaminated) water any longer.
Coughing up her guts and wheezing for air while drenched in nasty water and bleeding wound on the head was so going to the ‘Situations I Never Wish To Repeat Ever in My Life’ list.
It would be the only one on it, but with the way things are looking at the moment, she is pretty sure that list is only going to keep growing.
She lay on her right side once she no longer felt like she was choking. Or maybe because her adrenaline finally crashed and her strength just gave up.
Taking deep breaths, the situation began to sink in.
She was supposed to be dead. Gone. Kaput!
Or at least that’s what she thought. All that she remembers is Billy.
Half of her, never too far away. Always together. It’s how it is supposed to be.
Billy is not here. She is alone.
Alone. Cold. Wet. Hurt.
Did she mention being wet? She hates being wet. She hates how heavy it makes her clothes (a uniform, from what she could see?). She hates how cold it makes her skin. She hates how it reminds her of the empty floating space she was held in before Billy brought her back.
Took him long enough! Billy knows how much she hates empty dark places.
With a groan, she sits up on the cold concrete, her wet figure leaving an imprint of water forming her silhouette as if it were a murder scene. All that was left was the white tape, the thought of it making her snort.
She came to regret it once the wound on her head gave a sharp ping of pain, almost as if her body was punishing her for thinking such morbid things.
Wincing as her hand went up to touch where the wound was throbbing. The groan that was about to come out turned into a rough cough once her fingers came up bloody.
Her fingertips rubbed the clogged blood between them, eyes moving from them to look around her.
It was an abandoned place. By the looks of it, back in its former glory, it would have been a public pool. The sun chairs were all broken, rusted, and twisted in ways that left the tubes looking like some abstract sculpture. Some umbrellas were scattered around; either closed, open, or broken in various degrees. The pool was still filled with water, if you call it that. It was a deep green that switched between brown and black depending on which angle you looked from.
A wired fence surrounded the place, some noticeable holes that indicated people would sneak in to do graffiti, drink or smoke if the clear signs on the walls and scattered around the floor weren’t enough.
A wave of nausea came over her as she looked back againg at the pool. She scattered on her knees as quick as possible to empty her stomach once again on a overgrown bush by the fence.
She clung to the fence, finally gathering the strength to stand up on her feet. Shivers went down her spine at the feeling of her socks squashing water on her pretty much ruined school shoes. Her head hanged for a few moments, head ringing from all that transpired in the last few minutes.
Billy. She needed to find Billy.
He has all the answers. She was a hundred percent sure he was the one that put her here. Not sure why he left her on her own and hurt and drowning in a pool that pretty much looks like the dark plague made in a liquid, but he would explain. He has an answer for everything. Always. And he will probably know where M–...
Her head suddenly went blank. As if it where a clean slate that left her in a dazed state. Once it was over, a groan of pain was heard from her, a splitting headache forming behind her eye balls.
…Wait. What was she thinking?
…
Billy. She has to find Billy.
She clung to that name, scrunching down a hole on the fence big enough for her to slip out. A few loose wires scraping against her uniform and legs. One even managed to snag at her skirt once she stood up fully on the other side.
Grumbling under her breath, taking the now broken cloth and finishing ripping it off.
‘Now she has an improvised bandage!’ A very animated thought came to her mind making her smile pleasantly.
Thankfully, the blood stopped flowing a while back so wiping the residue wasn’t that bad. She was a little bit hesitant to use it as bandage due to it being soaked with the water of the pool but she had no other choice.
Either get an infection or walk around looking like a murder victim.
“Infection it is,” she muttered while moving her hair away from her left temple and wrapping the cloth around her head.
She probably looked like Rambo if he was a pathetic wet child.
“Now, which way should I go?” she wondered out loud as she looked around the alley way. The building walls were too tall to see beyond them, and the sky was already turning pretty dark.
Walking carefully as she used the bricked wall as support, the next thing that came to view was a busy street.
People going from side to side, not even giving a spare glance at others. Some on their phones scrolling or on calls. Others simply walking while staring at a destination but never at another person. Men, women, kids, teens, of all ages.
Nobody spared a glance at her.
Which is honestly the best scenario from her point of view. No time to delay on her search.
“Excuse me, ma’am,” a gruff voice asked from her side.
Busted!
She moved her head to the side to look at the man. Tall, a bit round but more like a dad bod. Greying brown hair on the sides along with a mustache. Old fashioned glasses and a thick coat with a insignia on the left side.
A police insignia.
‘Stand down!’ ‘Handle the military, I’ll be right back!’ ‘Nice tricks.’ ‘Like yours too’-
Voices scattered around her head in flashes. She didn’t see who were saying them, only blurry silhouettes of color moving around before she was brought back to the present moment.
She took a step back. The man frowned. Not in anger but it looked like worry.
His gaze moved over her, checking her until he reached her face. Then he looked almost shocked for a moment.
Or was I something else?
“Wayne? What are you doing all the way down here? And alone?” He began tossing questions as he took another step closer and grasping her shoulder gently but firmly.
‘So it was a worried expression, got it.’
“What happened? You’re soaked to the bone!” He took off his coat and wrapped it around her. It was way bigger on her but she couldn’t complain over the warmth it brought her. She hadn’t realized how cold she actually was.
“Thank you, sir.”
“Don’t mention it, dear girl. But you haven’t answered my question, Wayne.” His voice turned a bit firm.
Damn. What was she supposed to say? And who the hell was Wayne?!
“Um, I don’t remember?” She lifted her shoulders with an awkward smile.
Best thing to do when you get caught by the police is too always act dumb. Or pretend amnesia. Which isn’t that far away from the truth, but hey, A win is win!
The man frowned, rubbing his temples as his glasses knocked up to his head with a sigh. An exasperated one. Then he took a deep breath and began to move her by the shoulders and start walking.
“You obviously got a wound on the head, so it could be a concussion. I’m driving you to the station so the Doc can check on you, alright?”
He asks as if she had a choice, which she clearly didn’t.
But, she let him walk her to the patrol car. Weighing her options, this was the better choice. Her main plan was asking around for Billy and maybe even climbing into the ceiling of a building and yell for him…
She wasn’t the best at planning. Sue her.
Now, she has better options. At the police station, she could get a change of clothes (maybe even get a quick shower if she begs?), get her wound checked out and also find information on where Billy is. All of that before they find out she is not whoever this Wayne person is.
Three birds in one shot! (Hopefully four birds. She stinks like a sewer rat.)
“Can I sound the alarm?!” She asks as soon as both of them get in the car.
He looks a bit startled at the sudden excitement. Even a bit off putting. But he just shakes his head with a quiet laugh and shows her the switch.
“Just wait until we get to-“
The alarm started blasting at full volume along with manical squealing.
“Yes, thank you so much for the call. I’ll be there as soon as possible.”
The old phone clicks the end of the call, a moment of silence interrupted with a sigh from Alfred as he walks away to gather his coat and keys of the car. He is grateful the call came in just as he finished seasoning the dinner for the night. The boys are grown enough to know where the utensils and plates are to serve themselves. He doesn’t know how long this would take and traffic in Gotham is a living nightmare.
But before leaving, he made a quick detour through the manor. His destination; the master’s office. He had to be informed about this.
Even if it has been years since he actually made an effort for Lady (Y/N).
The young lady of the house has always been deemed as a quiet presence by the members of the family. Keeping her thoughts and opinions to herself. Polite and well mannered. Willing to do any type of chore if it meant having at least someone to notice her. A greeting word, a gentle touch or even a warm hug. But all of that were for nothing.
She wasn't deemed loud enough amongst her peers to matter.
But to Alfred, she was the loudest presence to ever set foot in the Wayne Manor. It was almost sad how deaf the rest of the family was when it came to (Y/N).
Three sharp knocks on the door were enough for Master Bruce to let him enter the office. The curtains were already closed, almost giving a dark atmosphere if it weren't for the warm light lamps on his desk and by the corners of the room.
Master Bruce didn't even lift his head from the documents he was revewing.
"Is something wrong, Alfred?" his deep tired voice rumbling in the air as he switched documents. Sounds of papers being moved around made Alfred frown for a second.
Always a messy man when it comes to papers, that's why he does everything in that blasted computer in the cave.
"Yes, Master Wayne," he cleared his throat before continuing.
"Dinner is ready but hasn't been served. The young masters can serve themselves while I go to the police station to pick up the young mistress."
Silence.
"...The police station?"
His tone remained the same. As if talking about the weather. It irked Alfred how his master didn't seem to react accordingly to the situation.
"Yes. Chief Gordon was the one to call. Said he found Lady (Y/N) wandering around by herself by Grant Park. Completely drenched and out of it. He mentioned she was getting checked by their doctor in case she got a concussion."
Master Bruce took a few moments to finally lift his gaze from the papers. Alfred had spent many years besides Bruce, but sometimes he couldn't place what his masters nonverbal actions meant.
Just like right now.
"...Bring her. I'll talk to her later." his gaze turned down once again.
Alfred nodded and left the office without another word until her reached the car. Once he closed the driver's door, he let out a very deep and exhausted sigh. He could feel the disappointment flowing up inside. It felt almost like failure. Failure for not being able to drag Bruce by the ear and make him drive to the station. For not having the audacity to scream at him for how he acts towards his own flesh and blood.
Anger at himself for not being able to do more for his young mistress.
As Alfred began to drive through the gates of the manor, he took notice of how the sky had turned already dark. But what stood out was the quick flash of green and silver striking in between the black clouds. It was gone in just a second, the loud rumbling of thunder almost making the car windows shake.
He couldn't help but feel like it was omen.
Good or bad, that was to be determined.
Author's note: First chapter done! Please reblog and like. Do let me know what you guys think of it and what theories come up to mind with all the hints I left around the chapter! Hopefully, next chapter will be up next sunday if college doesn't kick my ass lol. Lots of love! GG✨
Bonus Memes:
I decided to create a masterpost or two with all the reblogs that I like in hopes that when someone sends out the “help me find that post” I can find it faster. It will be added to slowly because I do not have the patience to do it all at once. Also in no particular order of preference.
Keep in mind none of these posts are my works and I do not claim them as such.
If you see *** they are really good prompts with lots of reblogs.
Will be edited later, last updated: 3-10-25
Multi-story masterlists
dcxdpdrabbles
Hdgnj
Tu-turu-turah
Somnoir
Chaoticwriting
Specific Story lists
Jason is Catnip to Danny
Hyena Danny
Finally Getting Help
Wrong Robin
Badger Day
Man has needs
Almanac
Take out for Dummies
Danny is just some guy
Changling AU (part 5, other part links at bottom of post)
Fast Car Driver Danny
Haunted Car
Harmless Series
Don’t eat anything
Hero Tweets
Just a Bite
Batfam & Danny
Twitter AU
Coffee Heart
Ellie-centric
Ellie realizes how dangerous Danny’s home is
Danny’s Rescues from the Infinite Realms
Green Lanturn & crew stuck in IR
Dead on Main
Jason courting Danny with a casserole
Overprotective Fenton parents shovel talk
Danny courts Jason by giving him wine cups made from the Joker’s kneecaps
Jason becomes a Ghost Summoner after giving Danny food***
Dream Lover***
Soulmate summoning ring gone wrong
Dead Tired
Coffeeshop accident
Dead Serious
Dead Silent
Danny kills the joker with his thighs
Danny on the run from the GIW
Superman startles Danny and gets a concussion***
Danny In Gotham
Sleepwalker Danny who escapes all traps
Unknowing Fae Danny works at coffee shop
Danny pretends to be a Vampire***
Feral McGee
Danny only gets a Vacation from work in Gotham
Danny seems like an Oracle of Delphi***
The GAV affected by Fear Toxin
Tucker streams while Danny does what Danny does in the background***
Danny is kidnapped(?) by Batman***
Danny gets hired for a money laundering front***
Portal is built in Gotham, not Amity
Naga Danny
Villain Danny
Danny’s obsession is twisted, forcing him to be a villain
Danny teaches heroes their mistakes by being the villain***
Adopted Danny (as in not Bio Fenton)
Danny is Hal Jordan’s son
Harley asks Batman to take away her son
Harvey Dent is Danny’s bio parent
Danny adopted by Bruce Wayne
Danny distribution system
Danny makes a sales pitch to join the Batfam
Reincarnated Danny
They wake up as Talons
Reincarnation
Clockwork reincarnated as Alfred
Misunderstanding’s that end in chaos
High Danny mistakes Batman for Jack
Mis-text-derstanding
Summoning Danny
Number is not in service
Danny: Please get that stalker (Ra’s) away from me
Demon Twin/Brothers
Damian is normal by Amity standards
Maybe(?) his lost twin
Nyssa steals Danny
Danny undercover in Amity
Jazz decided she wanted a brother
Danny’s Obsession to beat Damian
Tim Twins/Brothers
Danny and Tim are half-siblings
Danny sleep teleports to another dimension
Jason and Danny are brothers
Jason is a Baby ghost, adopts babier ghost Danny***
Ghost King Danny
Danny needs to take care of the Lazarus pits
Danny finds out there is a Ghost LOA
Miscellaneous
Danny possesses the president
Danny takes Jason’s online cooking class
Danny forgot what is regular human
Jack was a hitman named Phantom
Ghost Calls
Danny & Jason have the same scars
Superman was supposed to wait for the JLD
Water Core Tim
Fenton Driving curse still applies
Danny asks Wonder Woman to make him a grave on Themyscria***
Kryptonite is actually trapped souls
Danny and self-fulfilling prophecy
Danny pretends to be a demigod son of Hades
Danny gifts Red Robin a jar with Ra’s eyes
Vlad Cloning Danny was actually a much worse offense, breaks oldest ghost law
Amity got put back in the wrong place after the Pariah Dark fight.
Jason involuntarily taken to the ghost hospital
Phantom Letters
Danny learns Astral magic
Jazz the Author
Danny makes environmental cleaning ecto-tech***
Miscellaneous Angst
GIW succeeds in shooting the portal
Loki falls through to the IR and is adopted by Danny
Danny was Eldritch the whole time
Danny gets sprayed with a chemical where he hallucinates the person he hates
Demon!AU (with Art)
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ PLATONIC YANDERE! BATFAM / GN. SPIDER! READER .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱
SYNOPSIS : Being the one and only Spidey in your universe—with your endless list of rouges—is hard enough. To be transported across universes doesn't make it any easier—your life only gets that much more complicated. You seem to have taken the place of a different you that previously existed here—this you just so happened to be the forgotten, normal child of Bruce Wayne... joy. As you manage your way through both your hectic love life, hiding your secret identity, and your growing concerns for how strangely out of character your family was beginning to act—it seems like going home, wherever that may be, now, is out of the question.
note: EXCITED YAYAYYAA A ,, love interests will be: harry osborne , johnny storm/human torch (hell yeah brother) ,
possibly kon el and possibly a genderbent felicia hardy/black cat!!! (or genderbent silk/cindy moon) !!! u guys can decide :P (ill even take obscure characters like lin lie if you all like them enough tbh I'm so happy he was in rivals YES)
༊ .⭒ THE BALLAD OF A BYGONE BLIGHT ✰ CHAPTER LIST
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 00. ꒱ ♯ THE LONELY SPIDER.
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 01. ꒱ ♯ SPARKLESS LIFE.
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 02. ꒱ ♯ A GREEN FIRE—LOVE IS WEIRD!
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 03. ꒱ ♯ EACH COIN CAN BE FLIPPED TWICE.
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 04. ꒱ ♯ FANTASTIC FOUR.
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ 05. ꒱ ♯ tba.
༊ .⭒ THE BALLAD OF A BYGONE BLIGHT ✰ ASKS/Q&A !
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ where is the original reader + does the batfam feel guilt for "replacing" the dc!reader. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ why did i genderbend black cat. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ spidey's feelings on dc!reader living spidey's original life. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ reader liking hobie more than the batfam. + how he'd hypothetically fit into the fic. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ gwen stacy romantic subplot ideas. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ would spidey move between universes + dc!reader becoming a spiderperson. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ when(if) will genderbent!black cat appear? ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ spidey's backstory + who knows their identity in their universe. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ what if spidey's gwen died, but she was alive in the dc!universe. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ dc!reader in marvel universe world building + who knows why spidey's gone. ꒱
꒰ ⍣'ˎ˗ ♯ "nonchalant" johnny + who is spidey most likely to "forgive" in the fam. ꒱
𝐉𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐍 (𝐎𝐂) 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
info: this OC is an OC I’m written for my own amusement. He’s the son of Harley Quinn and joker. Full name, Jacklyn Oswald Quinn. The works are either batbro!reader or batsis!reader. It can also be gender neutral as well.
HOKUS POKUS (batsis)
WILL YOU BE MY PROM QUEEN? (batsis)
LAUGHS AND BATS (batsis)
DIFFERENT SIDES (batsis)
BOOGIE MAN (batsis)
MY AXE (batsis)
HE’S MINE (batbro)
I’LL DO ANYTHING FOR THEE, DONT IGNORE ME (batsis)
KISSES N' LIPSTICKS (batsis)
BANG! POW! BOOM! (batsis)
SWEET N‘ SOUR (batbro)
YOU’RE NOT LIKE HIM (batbro)
HEADCANNONS ABOUT JACK QUINN
QUICK REFLEXES (batsis)
BAT FOR BAT (batbro)
BE AGGRESSIVE (batbro)
This is the third masterlist for the unopened or unfinished DPxDC or DP AUs that I still have going on. This post will be the AUs that I update least/are newer.
I had to split it due to the amount of links I added. Any links that are labeled with “Ask #” or just numbers are asks that are copy and pasted in order of relevance and then date from oldest to earliest. I did not link everything, only what I consider relevant/interesting, so do feel free to check the tags yourself! Some posts will overlap because I occasionally combine AUs.
This list will be subject to change (very slowly) as I continue posting.
+ Dan in Arkham AU:
Ask 1, Ask 2, Ask 3, Ask 4
+ Mermaid Phantom AU (I will be elaborating on this in May, but I’ll probably make more stuff before then):
Ask 1, Ask 1.5
Ask 2
Ask 3, Ask 4
+ Dick and Jazz married AU:
Comic 1
Comic 2
Ask 1, Ask 2, Ask 3
+ Crime Boss Jazz AU (AKA any supervillain!Jazz AU):
Origin
Art 1
Chapter 1
Art 2, Chapter 2 art
playlist
AO3 fic (on hiatus ngl)
+ DP x Omegaverse:
Origin
Request
Ask 1
Batfam Yan! × Negleted Coraline!Reader
《Platonic》
Note: English is not my first language, sorry if there is any translation error
Pt: 1 2
Empty
That's how the mansion felt since you disappeared, your defiant yet adventurous energy had disappeared
The only thing left of you was your abandoned room full of dust, no one had dared to enter
Maybe because of guilt, of believing that they were not worthy of you
They were a horrible family for you and they knew it, and now you were lost somewhere alone and scared
Your disappearance affected everyone in different ways
Richard, who was once the pillar of the family was deteriorating
He still remembers all the times he pushed you away or said he didn't have time, he would do anything to go back in time and apologize to you
Jason, had become more aggressive than usual
He had thought that maybe some criminal or villain had kidnapped you, if Bruce hadn't stopped him Jason would have massacred every criminal who crossed his path
Tim, had been working extra hard he didn't even sleep
He and Bruce were trying to find any clues about you but nothing seemed to work, his room was a mess full of papers and coffee cans and energy drinks
He hoped you were okay and that if you came back you would forgive him for all the times he pushed you away from him
Barbara, she was also trying to find any clues about you, she hacked all the cameras in the city to find some kind of trace of you but there was nothing
She wanted to cry, cry from helplessness she was supposed to be like a sister to you
But all she did was push you further away from her, maybe she focused too much on her own responsibilities that she left aside the most important thing
Her family and you
Cass, had been patrolling more than usual looking everywhere
You couldn't be that far away, but sometimes you thought you just left the mansion
Which wasn't weird, they had treated you like garbage all your life it wouldn't be a surprise if you moved out of the mansion or Gotham
Stehp, She had been patrolling with Cass and Jason but unfortunately they couldn't find any interesting clues either
She was one of the only ones who dared to enter your room, but she hadn't found anything
Just old clothes and some of your belongings, your room felt so empty without you
Maybe what made the mansion feel like a home was you, but you weren't here anymore and maybe you would never come back
Bruce, since you left his life had changed
The same feeling from when Jason had died was back but this time stronger
He tried to keep your disappearance private but for some strange reason all of Gotham found out, now everyone knew that Bruce Wayne's daughter was missing
And of course there was no shortage of rumors, many people said they were a bad father and although he hated to accept it he knew they were right
But he swore that he would find you, and he would put aside his principles and morality if it meant having you back
Damian, he was one of those affected since you left, he had changed completely
He didn't even have that same emotion when he had to go on patrol and most of the time he spent locked in his room
His performance at school had dropped, he wanted to pretend that he didn't care but he knew that wasn't true, since you left he felt as if something important had been taken away from him
And he doesn't understand it, he treated you in the worst way, he insulted and humiliated you
But why does he feel so bad now? Maybe it's the guilt that's consuming him, if you came back would you forgive him for everything?
If you came back would you let him be your brother again? He just wants everyone to go back to the way they were before but it seems as if fate and the world were against him
_
Richard knocked softly on Damian's door, he had been trying to get him to come down for breakfast but his attempts were in vain
He knew Damian was going through a difficult time like the whole family, but he couldn't stay in his room all day ignoring reality
"Leave me alone Richard! I'm not going down..."
Damian shouted at him from the other side of the door
"Fine... but if you're hungry I'll save your breakfast"
Richard said before leaving, he knew he shouldn't pressure Damian but it was very noticeable that something wasn't right in him
Maybe the others didn't notice it but he knew that Damian had been crying more than usual, Damian's red eyes were a clear clue to that
Damian snuggled deeper into his sheets, you hated this and he hated this family
Because of everyone's fault you were now missing, and maybe you would never come back
He just wanted everything to change, he wanted to be with you and He would do anything to not be here
_
Damian was walking through the halls of the mansion, he had been looking everywhere for his cat Alfred but he just couldn't find him
When he was walking through a particular hallway he noticed a strange half-open door
That made him raise an eyebrow, strange...
He had never seen that door before, perhaps his father had built a new room, he could swear that before in that place there was only a wall
Curious he approached the door, opened it completely and there was nothing
It was just a dirty room, but something caught his attention
There was a small piece of furniture in the middle of the room and something was on top of the furniture
It was difficult to know what was on top of the furniture because of the darkness of the room, there weren't even windows
He got a little closer and there he saw it, it was a doll But not just any doll
It looked too much like you, but it seemed strange to him that the doll was a little broken, one of its button eyes It was loose, only leaving one button on.
But the doll wasn't alone, there was another one too.
As soon as he saw the appearance of the other doll, he felt that something was wrong.
The other doll looked like him, but this time this doll had two button eyes, and this one didn't look damaged like the other doll.
But something seemed strange to him, there was a key with a rather peculiar appearance.
It looked worn and strange.
He grabbed the key, he thought it would be useful for something, but just when he was about to close the door again, something caught his attention.
A door.
A door in the wall of the room, he quickly entered the room again with curiosity.
He crouched down to the height of the small door, how was it possible that someone could pass through here?
He tried to open it but it was locked so he decided to use the strange key he had found, maybe that was the key
And just as he predicted the door opened, his eyes widened in surprise when he saw the blue hallway full of swirls that was inside the door
Was this a dream?
No... it couldn't be, this was real
He felt like he shouldn't go in but something inside him told him to do it, maybe it was curiosity that made him enter that strange place
But he did it and decided to go in, he just hoped he wouldn't regret this stupid decision
_
The halls of the mansion looked so different, since he crossed the other door it seemed like he was transported to another place
He thought that the door had taken him to the same place, but it wasn't
The mansion was more colorful and full of life, it felt like a dream
But that didn't last long when he felt something push him into a room
When he was about to attack the stranger he saw you
You
I was alive...
You looked disheveled and it seemed as if you hadn't slept properly for weeks
But what caught his attention the most was one of your eyes, it was a button
Part of your face and right eye had dried blood, he could imagine the pain you felt when they put that in your eye
"What the hell are you doing here!?"
You whispered looking at him scared but angry at the same time, this isn't supposed to be happening
Damian isn't supposed to be here, if the others find out it will be the end of you
You couldn't let him have the same fate as you, you weren't going to allow it
"I think it would be a better question to know what YOU are doing here!"
Damian looked at you accusingly, it took him by surprise that you were here
A part of him was angry that someone had hurt you, he swore he would kill the bastard who dared to touch you and hurt you
"It's hard to explain-"
Before you could finish speaking the two of you could hear a cheerful voice approaching the room
Damian noticed how that voice was very similar to Richard's, before he could ask anything you quickly covered his mouth
"Little sister, lunch is ready now you must come down if you don't want it to get cold!"
You reacted quickly and grabbed Damian to hide him in a small closet in the room
When you were about to close the door you gave him a signal to keep quiet, he a little unsure just accepted confused
You closed the closet door to quickly leave the room
And there he was, "richard" or that's what this thing called itself, but you knew it wasn't him
Just an imitator like the whole family
"I'll be down in a moment, I just have to-" you couldn't even finish your sentence when you felt a hand grab your face, you swallowed nervously when you felt him looking at you, maybe his eyes were button-like but that doesn't mean you didn't find them creepy
"You seem too nervous, are you hiding something from me?"
His cheerful tone quickly changed to a serious one, you quickly denied that he couldn't find out that someone else besides you was here
"No! I would never do that, besides you shouldn't keep secrets, right?"
You said trying to hide your nervousness, the grip on your jaw tightened and made you let out a sound of pain.
"Okay... don't be late, lunch will get cold!"
He said quickly changing his tone of voice to a more cheerful one, he let go of you and then left while his presence disappeared through the huge hallways
The pain in your jaw was still there, sometimes you wanted to reveal yourself to them but you knew it would only cause you more problems
And you still didn't want to end up dead with your soul in a mirror
You entered the room again and took Damian out of the closet
You dragged him through the hallways to take him back to his dimension
You ignored the questions he asked you, you weren't in the mood to fight with him, you had to get him out of here before it's too late
"Stop complaining and hurry up, I have to get you out of here as soon as possible.."
He frowned and fell silent, he had too many questions about your appearance and why you were here
You reached the room and you took him to the small door
"Okay, go in now and go!"
You told him trying to get him to come in, he held back not wanting to go in
"And what about you!? You have to come too, you can't stay here!"
Damian tried to take you with him, he wasn't going to let you stay here with these strange creatures, he wasn't going to lose you again
"I have no choice! Do you think I want to be here!? But...but I have to stay, I was stupid and I did things I regret" small tears formed in your eyes, you hated this, you would do anything to change fate "but I won't let you end up like me, so go now!"
He tried to resist going in the door, he wasn't going to lose you again
"I won't let you-"
Before he could finish speaking you gave him a hug, small tears falling from your eyes
Damian hugged you back, as if he was afraid you would leave or disappear
"Remember that your sister loves you, never forget that..."
He could barely react, you pushed him towards the door, the spiral-shaped hallway absorbed him and he couldn't do anything, he saw your face for the last time as you gave him a smile
And the door closed, for the first time he had seen you smile, smile at him and now he will never be able to see that smile again
Damian's body shot out of the room, his body hit the wall and he felt dizzy
He tried to get up to go back into the room, but it was in vain
He saw before his eyes how the door disappeared and only the wall of the hallway was left
"NO!"
He tried to break the wall, but he found nothing, if Richard hadn't found him and stopped him he was sure that he would have broken the entire hallway
Richard tried to get him out of there but all he did was scream saying that you were there
Richard thought that your disappearance affected Damian too much
_
"You have to believe me, father!"
Damian yelled at Bruce, the whole family was calling him crazy
They thought your disappearance was affecting him too much, he wasn't crazy
He swore that everything he saw was real
"You don't understand, Damian"
"Understand what's wrong father!?, (name) is missing and-"
He knew where you were, they just had to believe him, maybe that doll was a clue to your whereabouts
That room was a key clue to knowing your whereabouts but no one seemed to take him seriously
Damian tried to speak again but his father interrupted him, silencing him
"Because I've already been in that world!"
"What?"
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