Dash held the raised roof tightly as he looked down, legs ready to push off towards a free fall. He closed his eyes and took a few breaths before moving forward.
Just as he was about to let go, a voice called behind him, “You know, most suicide survivors say they regret trying the moment they let go.” This caused Dash to catch himself before he lost grip. The voice was familiar enough for him to turn around and face his unwanted observer.
A set of blue eyes stared back at him as Dash spoke a bit shakily, “W-what?”
“Mind if I join you?” The closer his observer got closer, the quicker Dash realized who he was talking to. He knows it is. He's a few inches taller than he was in there senior year at about 5'9”, a bit more toned, and white hair growing on the back of his head, but it was obvious.
Dash just huffed at Danny and turned away, to which he interpreted as a yes. There was a brief moment of silence between them when Danny swung his legs over, the silence only breaking when Dash sighed, “I injured my back and got cut from the team.”
“Bone or muscle injury?” Danny asked.
Dash glared at Danny, wondering why he cared, but all he was greeted with was caring blue eyes. Dash looked away as he continued, “It doesn’t matter. It’s not too serious at the moment, and it doesn’t bother me too much, but from what the doc was saying. If I continue playing, I-” Dash stopped and tightened the wall around his fingers.
Danny was patient however, moving a bit closer and waiting calmly and quietly for Dash to continue.
After a bit, Dash swallowed and continued, “If I continue playing, it may cause permanent and serious damage.”
“And so you were cut from the team?” Danny asked curiously, “You could have been a coach’s assistant or something.”
“Yes, well,” Dash huffed, “I thought of that too. Apparently, seniority overrules talent here. Who knew.”
Danny huffed and stifled a laugh. Dash huffed too. He didn’t mean to make it funny, but it did seem a bit ridiculous in retrospect. He is only in his second year, and most of his team, -former team-, were just as or more talented than he was.
After another brief moment of silence, this one a bit calmer than the last, Danny asked, “So… what now?”
“I…” Dash looked down the building wall to the concrete below. It seemed a lot further down now than it was when he first arrived on top of the building. “I don’t know. My scholarship is all but over, a-and I can’t play football again.” Dash held back a sob. His voice broke as he said, “You were right the last time we saw each other. I…I did peak in high school, I just didn’t realize it.” Dash closed his eyes, sighed, and turned to look at Danny. He began to apologize, “I’m sorry I bullied you in high school. I never realized how much you were going through, with your parents, with…everything. It must have…I’m sorry.”
Danny’s calm eyes turned to concern, then to regret. This time, he turned away. “We all say and do things we regret.” Dash watched as he rubbed the palm of his left hand and practically glared at it. With a sigh, Danny continued, “I know how you feel, though. Your purpose…going away and not seeing a reason for living.”
“The ghosts stopped attacking,” Dash stated the obvious. “Why…?” Dash looked at Danny in confusion, “why are you telling me this?”
“I don’t know,” Danny said honestly, “Maybe I needed a rant. Maybe it was because you’re sitting on a rooftop about ready to jump over being cut from the team. It’s all to say, you aren't alone, and there is more to you than just football.”
Dash shrugged nervously, “I mean, is life so much better?”
“Probably not,” Danny said with a shrug, “but where's the fun in being dead?”
Dash grumbled and rolled his eyes.
Hey. I’m writing a fanfic if you wanna check it out. I thought to myself a couple months ago “What if Danny made a deal with himself to become a warlock?” Then I thought “What if Constantine helped?”
Ivy, of course, had no clue Harley was doing this until she came home one day to find a boy sleeping with Harley's hyenas. Harley excitedly gave her story, and Ivy, though obviously not too pleased with the situation, knew she couldn't just kick out a homeless teen. And besides, the kid was adorable, if not a bit insane.
As much as I love Danny and the BatFam,
I need more Posion Ivy, and Harley Quinn accidentally became moms too this werid maybe-human?Kid,that they found rummaging in their bins one night or sm.
(Writing that last part put the image of Harley taking the trash out one night and Danny's just perched on the dumpster, his eyes glowing, looking like a startled opossum,he lightly hisses, grabs his half eaten grill cheese and disappears into the shadows)
Obviously, after that, Harley tries to lure him in like he's some street cat.
It didn't take long for Jim to get information on his niece and nephew from Batman. In fact, it came quicker than expected. From what Jim heard, both a teacher at the local highschool and Jim's niece had been documenting most everything, from the kids' home lives, to the wreckless placement of some of dangerous inventions around the house, to some concerning medical records, to even the teacher commenting on a few injuries Jim's nephew had suspiciously sustained. Batman even gave Jim a few resources to take custody of his niece and nephew if and when he needed to put his foot forward. That was enough evidence to storm up to Arkansas to meet with Alicia.
Jim met Alicia at her remote cabin, evidence in hand and ready to fight for the kids he never met. Alicia was both surprised and relieved Jim was there, and even more relieved that he had evidence to back them up. It didn't matter for either of them where Jim got it, it's a matter that he got it. It was a relief that despite the bad blood between them, they put that aside for these kids.
While discussing the rundown of how these things work, Jim got to hear about Maddie's kids from Alicia, their personalities, and what Jim might expect from them. There was an understanding, too, that if either of them took custody of the kids, it should be Jim. Alicia wasn't exactly in the best position to take care of the kids, despite knowing her better, and though Jim lives in Gotham of all places, he still had the best resources between the two of them to take care of them.
Jasmine was the first of the two siblings to meet Jim, visiting Alicia not long after Jim first showed up. Alicia was the one to tell her about her Commotioner uncle and immediately took the chance to meet him. Jim mentioned later to Alicia that her and Babs would get along great. Daniel, on the other hand was a little more skeptical. It wasn't that he was wary of him, Jasmine assured, Danny was just worried that Jim would take them right then and there. He had a connection to their hometown and worried something might happen if he left.
Jim knew Danny was a vigilante the moment he met him. He didn't know who he was, but Jim had been around vigilantes long enough to know the signs. Jim didn't press him on it however. He made that mistake once before with his own daughter. He wanted these kids to trust him, and he wanted to make damn sure they were safe.
DPxDC prompt where Jim Gordon lost contact with his sisters, Maddie and Alicia, some time ago.
Maddie was always the reckless sort, always one to run off chasing, well-- ghosts. As for Alicia, she'd never gone very far from their hometown, and they'd been on bad terms since Jim left for Gotham and joined the police force.
They drifted apart, with Jim hardly aware of the milestones in his sisters' lives. Alicia was hardly one to use the phone and would never quite give Jim a straight answer to Maddie's whereabouts. Considering some… legal troubles she and her now-husband had in college, Jim could only assume what she'd gotten up to over the years.
Still, Jim was always busy. Life went on, and he laid down his roots in Gotham. There was never a good time to head back to Arkansas. Never enough drive to…
That is, until Alicia called him one day, for the first time in years.
"Hey, Jimmy," she started, nervous in a way she never was. "I know we don't talk much, but I'm real worried about Maddie's kids."
there are two main things about the characterization of firestar by both the fans and the authors that i just do not understand like
1. kits/apprentices/younger warriors are like in awe and respectful of him. like there’s no way firestar isn’t that one cool teacher that’s pretty much your second dad. throughout the original series he was like the apprentice magnet. there’s no way as a leader he isn’t constantly helping the apprentices train and cracking endearing but very uncool jokes. he can’t walk around the camp without a line of kits tumbling after him.
2. that he would have absolutely no idea about any of the forbidden love fiascoes going around him. this guy lives for drama. he uncovered bluestar’s secret for the hell of it. he figured out where graystripe was going in a few days. he suspected cloudpaw was getting into something way before the rest of the clan even cared. firestar can sniff out juicy gossip a mile away. hell the first time leafpool snuck out to see crowfeather he’s waiting in the camp when she gets back with a “who is he”
The Ancients are just the Endless helping Time/CW and/or protecting their own realms.
Ey.
You.
Look at me.
You’re wonderful, valid and adorable.
I am so using these
Clockwork’s Nicknames for Danny:
-Little Prince
-Stardial (inspired by the au)
-“Danny’s already a nickname Clockwork, I don’t need more”
-“Careful, he bites.”
-Nebula
-The Universe’s specialist dead boy.
Same. This is giving me "Lucius intrigued with Coffee shop worker Danny" sorta vibes (referring to another prompt I found a while ago).
Have you heard of the show "Undercover Boss"? Where the CEOs of companies disguise themselves as entry level newbies to see what goes on under their noses?
I know the show itself is spiced up for TV drama, but I can definitely imagine this premise in a DPxDC scenario.
Picture Bruce Wayne (or Lucius Fox) disguised as a new hire within the aerospace division of Wayne Enterprises, with young mechanic Danny Fenton showing him around.