That's the plan. Get caught, gain indisputable proof of crimes, press panic button, get saved by Phantom. Rinse, repeat. Clark, meanwhile, is going to have a panic attack.
Sam works as an investigative reporter for the Daily Planet. Clark is terrified. That woman has even worse self disregard than Lois. One of these days Sam is going to get caught by some criminal ring or evil millionaire.
Smuggle? The only reason Clark would have to smuggle Danny in is if he doesn't want Bats' competition for adoption.
Black hair blue eyes? Strong sense of justice? Extreme willingness to help others even at his own detriment? Batman can try to make that argument, but then Clark points our he has all of those things, plus 'finders keepers'.
Clark would not be punished for helping.
Danny can't recall many fond memories of his childhood, but ones he did remember often included their summer trips to his Aunt Alicia's in the countryside where he and Jazz would play in the woods just outside the Kent family's farm. The Kent's were a wonderful family who took his parents' ghost talks in stride, and they were always kind to him and Jazz. Danny loved when Clark and his wife Lois were in town while they visited. They always had really cool stories on account of them being journalists. And if Danny seemed to notice that Clark tended to treat everything like it was glass, or that he seemed to hear things way better than he should... well, Danny wasn't going to say anything about it.
It was about a year after Danny's accident that the Fenton family made a trip back out to Alicia's. Clark happened to be in town; he heard the Fentons were coming. He'd heard shouting coming from Alicia's, but had initially thought nothing of it. The Fentons were a loud family, always getting into some sort of trouble. Then he heard the sound of their weapons firing; a little weirder, but still normal for Jack and Maddie. And then he heard a cry for help... that's when he found Danny stumbling through their fields, covered in dirt and blood and green, glowing goop. He had a gash in his side that he gripped at in pain, and his eyes burned a toxic green in his determination to get to the farmhouse. He clung to Clark as soon as he was close enough.
"Please help me," he whimpered through ground teeth. "My parents are hunting me, please you have to help me!" Probably a meta, he thought, angry that Jack and Maddie could do something like this to their own son, meta or not. With gentle hands, Clark lifted the child he'd known since he was a baby and got him to the safest place he could think of for medical attention. It was time to smuggle a child into the Batcave.
OR
Clark has known Danny his whole life, and when an identity reveal goes sideways in the countryside, Batman helps Clark adopt Danny.
Being a sex-positive personally-sex-repulsed ace is weird cuz like reading about sex? Awesome. Writing about sex? Not much more intolerable than writing about anything else. Sex is good. Sex is normal. Sex is only as important as you let/want it to be. Kinks are natural expressions of sexuality. Sexual purity is a scam. Bodies are nothing to be ashamed of. Sex work is no more exploitative than any other kind of labor. If you touch me I will throw up on you.
Welcome to the Big Hamster renaissance! 🐹✨ exploring this idea again
He's taking notes. Lex thinks his plan is working and he's going to have a dedicated sidekick/apprentice. Danny is just trying to figure out how to forward this to Superman. He's got his own crazy billionaire, thanks, and one is more than enough.
Vlad names Danny his successor and Lex, under the assumption that Danny is evil like Vlad, starts trying to get Danny to join him like he failed to get Vlad to do by revealing his evil plans.
Danny just stands there like ._.
Danny: I want to Take A Nap, does that count?
"This a diplomatic summoning so be respectful-"
"Yeah, bats, we got it." Flash interrupted him, after all this was the 90th time he repeated it.
Batman huffed and Nightwing, who was there to keep Batman from looking too scary, had to work to keep his laugh inside.
"Okay, let's do this" Constantine mutters and starts the ritual. Which, he might add, was very confusing.
A few minutes later, the circle on the floor starts turning green, a swirly lazarus green pit opens and-
"A kid?" Flash sputters out.
"Wow, that's rude you know, I didn't choose to die looking this way" Said the boy? Ghost. Said the ghost.
Nightwing had to hold back a wince because the ghost looked very much like a mix between all of his siblings, change the hair and eye color and you got them down.
"We, uhm, this is supposed to summon-" Superman starts, with that voice of his that is not meant to be condescending but-
"I do have other forms, but most think it's quite...unsettling. So yes, I am the ghost king, phantom. What do you need" phantom said, sounding quite annoyed. "You were interrupting me you know."
Oh no. The ghost king. Is a.
Moody teenager.
he thinks he's being so smooth with his little face on my leg. i SEE you, villain
DP X DC Prompt #45
Gotham has a new rouge. Except he only steals food and medical supplies in great quantities.
(Jack takes Danny and runs to Gotham after a Reveal gone Wrong where Maddie tries to kill Danny)
Yo! I'm Lira, she/her, LiraBuswavi on Ao3, and I'm just here to have a good time. The header is fanart I received for a fanfic I wrote! Check out @doodlesforfics, they're an amazing artist.
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