Constantine Finds This Hilarious, And Also Has Some Unresolved Frustrations Toward The Bat. Since He

i desperately need this now-

Somebody has probably thought of this already, but dpxgf crossover where the casper high kids go to gravity falls for a field trip, and as soon as they get there they're setting off ford and dippers "That's not human" senses, but neither can figure out what's wrong with these kids until the class tries to leave and none of them can because of weirdness barrier- so now the entire class of liminals (+danny as a halfa) are freaking out, because they were only meant to be away for like a week and after the giw their parents will freak out if the class doesn't get home soon, shenanigans ensue with the amity parkers, but the pines family can not figure out what's wrong with these kids to save their life, because ghosts have just never appeared in gravity falls before, and it's driving dipper and ford mad trying to figure everything out while the amity parkers are actively messing with them because if their stranded here, might as well have fun, right?

I agree, and absolutely could not let this addition go unnoticed.

DPxDC #21

Danny is a homeless kid in Gotham. He lives in Red Hoods' territory. His nickname is Numbers. A couple of kids learned he was good with numbers and quizzed him, and he got them all correct, hence Numbers. Danny loves living in Gotham, well as much as a 15-year-old homeless kid whose parents hate his existence can.

Danny is one of the kids who, when they find out info about people going against Red Hoods' rules, will report them to him. Tonight is one of those nights. Danny had learned someone sold drugs to a kid in the Alley. Danny made sure to retrieve the drugs from the kid, Stiches, and made sure the kids' friend, Patches, looked after him. cause even if Stitches wasn't able to take the drugs before Danny stepped in, the psychological damage of almost relapsing is tough, especially for a kid that couldn't be older than 12.

So Danny is on the lookout for Hood when he sees a group of people on top of a building, one of them being Batman. Danny knows that while not published Hood is connected to the Bat.

Danny scales the building and sees that its the Justice League and Batman.

Danny turns to the JL

Danny: do you have permission to be in Gotham?

Without giving them time to answer he turns to Batman

Danny: Did you give them permission? Or do you need help getting the Just Losers outta here?

Green Lantern (Hal): wha? huh, Kid?

Batman cracks a barely there smile, unnoticed by everyone, at the JL being called Just Losers.

Batman: they are allowed. Now kid what do you need?

Danny: I have info for Hood and I know you bats are all connected.

Batman gets Hood on coms.

Hood: *in Bruce's ear, but still heard by Danny* what do you want old man I'm busy.

Batman: hn a kid is here asking for you.

Danny: tell him it's Numbers

Hood: oh shit what's he got for me this time.

Danny: *tells Bats the situation* should I give the drugs to Batman?

JL in the background horrified to learn so much about Gothams' underground. (like this shit doesn't occur in their cities too)

Batman: yes I will make sure they get back to Hood so he can test and deal with them.

Danny: Cool cool

Danny does a drug deal with Batman.

Danny: so why are the Just Losers here?

Danny dislikes the JL, they never helped Amity. Dannys has gotten better with the bats thanks to Hood.

Danny: is it for the outsider setting up shop in the warehouse by the docks? With the sketchy af alien tech?

Oh gods, I hate it-

✨ What’s Your Super Personality? ✨

You wake up and suddenly there's a magic envelope, this is how the story of this cute small test starts. This is my result:

It’s such a fun way to figure out what vibe you give off.

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Tag a few mutuals—or don’t. No pressure!

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It was a dreary day, as it often was in Gotham. Danny was just returning from the funeral of Jason Todd, his core heavy and head fuzzy. He enters his store, only to see that his time here is up. The 5 years are over, and it’s time to go. Danny falls to the floor, no longer holding back the tears. It feels like his core has cracked from the grief. How can he just leave now, of all times? Won’t he even be allowed time to grej e before they go? A little giggle snaps his mind back to reality. Is head snaps in the direction of the sound, comming from the corner nook that the store always set up for him… for Jason. His core was thrumming with painful hope, and then, his eyes found the source of those light giggles, and Danny’s core soared. There he was! It was little Jason, his Jason, in the corner, sitting in the corner, reading a new book, just like he used to do. Danny couldn’t help himself, he rushed over, grabbing the little Robin in a tight hug, startling the little ghostling.

It’s been a few weeks now, since the store packed up and took them to a new location. Danny was filled with so many mixed emotions the night he found Jason, the night they left. Now having processed his emotions a little more, he’s been thoroughly enjoying telling Jason stories of all the adventures he’s been on, and people he’s met. He’s even gotten to take Jason to his haunt, and show him the library. Seeing the way the little bird’s eye’s lit up at the sight, made Danny’s core thrum with delight. Yes, Jason may have died, but he was safe now. Danny would keep him safe.

The store has been hoping dimensions much more frequently than it used to, only staying in one place for a week or two at a time. Danny’s not sure why, but he’s been enjoying all the adventures he’s been able to go on with Jason, so it doesn’t bother him too much. It’s been a couple months now, and the holidays are comming up soon back home. Maybe he’ll be able to bring Jason with him, he knows that they would absolutely adore Jason. How could they not when he’s so precious, after all?

Something was wrong. Jason was starting to have glitches in his powers. Moments where he would loose his flight and fall back to the floor, or he would get stuck partway through a bookshelf because he became partially tangible. Danny can’t figure out what’s going on, h

no, no, nO, NO, NO…. He’s gone. The only thing remaining being a small shade of a little Robin, that still happily filters around the store. Danny gently holds the little bird in his hands, cradling it close to his core, as he sobs, having once again lost his Jason.

Time moves on. He still misses Jason terribly. Still mourns, still grieves, still looks in the corner, hoping, no expecting, Jason to be there. But time moves on, and eventually, a new normal is established. Danny takes some solace in the small little shade that still happily flits around the store. It’s not the same Jason that he wishes to come back, but… it’s a piece of him, and he takes comfort in that fact. Back when it first happened, he had rushed the little Robin off to Frostbite and explained the situation, hoping that maybe, just maybe, he could help somehow. Frostbite had shaken his head sadly, saying that he had never seen a case like it before, and there was nothing he could do to help. The store moves around less now. Staying in most places for months at a time. Never as long as when they found Jason, but it went back to it’s usual routine. Sometimes Danny wondered if somehow, it had known. The store had stayed just long enough to take Jason with them, down to the exact day, and during his short stay with them, they had gone on more adventures in more places than he had before up to that point. It felt like the store had known, and that it wanted to give Jason as many adventures as it could before he would leave them again.

‘Why am I here again? Why have you brought me back to this dimension? I do not wish to relive these painful memories.’ Danny uncomfortably nuzzles the little Robin perched on his shoulder, an unconscious habit he had picked up when he was particularly missing Jason. He stared wistfully out the door, wishing to see his little ghostling come rushing through the door, but he knew that was impossible. Jason… his Jason, was gone. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t hear the little bell on his door jingle as it opened, didn’t notice the familiar presence entering his store. Then the little Robin perked up, and flitted off his shoulder. Danny quickly reached out to grab it, frantic, not wanting to loose the last piece of Jason he has left, but he is unsuccessful. The little Robin lands on the new person’s shoulder, and gently nuzzles the crook of their neck, chirping happily. That when Danny notices. He looks at the figure, a red hood covers their face, but he can tell. He can feel. This is Jason Todd. Alive and in front of him. His breath hitches in his throat, and his eyes go all misty.

“Whoa, this place was gone when I came back… man, I’ve missed this place.”

He’s back, Jason was home. And this time, Danny was going to do everything within his power too keep it that way. His little ghostling would stay safe, even if the world was ending, nothing would dare lay a finger on his little ghostling anymore.

DCxDP fanfic idea:Vanishing Bookstore

Danny opens a bookstore. Initially, it was his private library, a place tp store all the books he gather from different parts of the glob and different Earths.

Mr. Lancer finally wore him down, causing Danny's love of reading to blossom at the end of his Freshman year. The teacher did so by having him come in person to speak about any kind of book as makeup work, as long as he learned how to dissect what he read and get proper reading comprehension.

Danny found that he could enjoy literature if he wasn't forced to write an essay afterward. But spending lunchtimes with his English teacher arguing about Narina's moral concepts was practically the same as the essay; it was just funnier.

It was the final push he needed to move to the next grade. By the skin of his teeth, but he did it. Mr. Lancer had been so proud of him.

That summer, Danny had been grounded for various weeks due to the ghosts attacks taking him away from his school and chores. Since he wasn't allowed to watch TV, or use the computer Danny had chosen to pick up books from Jazz's young adult fantasy shelves.

He never looked back.

Suddenly, it was like Danny could only go somewhere with something to read. He jumped genres but always fell back to fantasy, escaping into magical worlds between pages. Something about that reminded him of exploring the different worlds within the Infinate Realms, and Danny found himself addicted.

It became his entire identity. Sam was the goth girl, Tucker the tech geek, and Danny the book nerd. His friends and family quickly learned that any gift-giving event was going to lead to a long list of books Danny was waiting to get his grabby little hands on.

Even the classics Mr. Lancer once had to fight him to read were entertaining now that he understood their subtext and inferences that used to go over his head as a kid.

Jazz took him to get his library card which became Danny's most prized possession until high school graduation. Once Danny got his first part-time job- working for Sam's family company but hey if he had a rich friend who was willing to pay him to answer calls who was he to say no?- Danny started buying his own books.

He shopped at local second-hand bookstores, online websites, and chain bookstores and even ventured into the Ghost Zone to see what literature wonders they had to offer. He found that his human money had a far better exchange rate then he was expecting, making it possible to buy a lot more and at cheaper prices in the Zone.

He even found parallel words that sold the same books he was reading. Once, he saw a book he had waited two years to release at a marked-down price because that world had the book out for five years. Danny almost died of joy to find the special edition.

His room, which once had nothing by NASA, was now filled with bookshelve after bookshelve of his treasures. His parents allowed him to expand his little library in the attic once he ran out of room.

Danny had no idea what to do when his parents asked him what he planned to do once he ran out of room there. By that point, he had started to move the older ones into his Haunt in the Ghost zone, amazed that it had shifted into a Libary that rivaled the likes of Libary of Alexandria. He had so many different ones that he could organize by all ten categories of the Dewey Decimal System in his Haunt, making him wonder if he had consumed that much writing in the past four years. (He had. His parents were worried)

Ghosts had even started asking if they could visit his library, and before long, he had opened one of Ghost Zona's first Public libraries. His only charge was that if a new ghost wanted a library card, they had to donate at least three books. His collection grew and grew with each passing day.

Blob ghosts appointed themselves as Danny's librarians, carefully filing his newest additions to his growing delight. Danny now always had something new to read.

He consumed so much that a new title was bestowed onto him. Danny Phantom: Master of Knowledge.

Though that was a rather silly title if you asked Danny, he enjoyed a good read whenever he was awake. Just because he learned while reading didn't mean he was the master of it. However, he did gain a massive patchwork of knowledge that he could usually apply anywhere, making people assume he was all-knowing.

That did not solve the problem of getting too many books, and often, he found copies of the same ones added to his shelves again and again. His blob ghosts didn't think to reject copies because then ghosts couldn't visit his haunt and would be denied books.

Danny would never deny anyone books. He just had to figure out what to do with the copies and old books he was no longer interested in.

Jazz told him to try and have a yard sale of the ones he no longer wanted, and seeing as there were some series he could go without, Danny gave it a shot.

He made a surprising amount of money, but it was far from the amount he had spent to purchase them. Still, watching people get excited as they walk away with bags of books more than made up for it. After his third yard sale, Danny made up his mind.

He would attach a bookstore to his Haunt.

He wasn't sure how since his library had built itself. It seemed unwilling to add on to it that it was a slightly different business. His haunt only expanded to accommodate the library that he was building there. It took reading five rare books that Clockwork had gifted him to find what was once lost knowledge.

Haunt Manipulation.

It was risky, but Danny created the Infinite Realms Bookstore with enough concentration, some runes, a dash of overly powerful ectoplasm, and some of his core bits. He chose to run this one because the blobs seemed frightened of hackling with customers, and frankly, seeing people be happy was a different kind of rush.

Things were fine for a few years. He didn't need to work now that he had a steady cash flow—though sometimes he had to find someone willing to trade for US Earth 23-19 dollars. He was his own boss with his books to read, his body not needing sleep or food while in the zone, and his ability to lose himself in between pages whenever he wanted.

Then, his bookstore fell off his haunt. It was like an apple falling from a tree- it grew too heavy for the Haunt to handle- flinging Danny into a nearby Earth portal. Luckily, he could get back to the Zone with the spell he placed on his backdoor, and his haunt was in the same place as it always was.

It turns out that Haunt Manipulation is no longer an extended practice because it cannot anchor anywhere. It vanishes and reappears randomly, lingering for a few months. Danny finds that the last haunt like this is now named the House of Mysteries.

At first, Danny was really annoyed by this, until he realized that he could once again walk among humans and spread his library to different worlds. He especially loved it when he appeared in areas where he could teach people to read.

Something about introducing people to his obsession was almost as fulfilling as his obsession itself.

He became a strange but wise man in some worlds and a god of knowledge in others. Danny was having the time of his life, flinging between timelines, exploring dimensions, and still being able to port back to his regular Haunt that connected him to his home.

He saw his parents every Thanksgiving and Christmas. He was able to be the Best man at Jazz's wedding, saw Tucker become the head of his own tech company, and was one of the first to meet Sam's girlfriend between his exploring.

Infinite Realms Bookstore's newest location was on an intriguing Earth behind Danny's home world regarding technology. It was a crime-infested city with far too many problems for its own good. His bookstore also chooses to plant itself right smack in the middle of the worst part of town.

On the far back wall, in the elegant letter, it read "Five years," meaning Danny and the bookstore would be here for five years before it vanished. Strangely, it was the longest time that it had lingered in one place.

Danny suspected that Infinite Realms Bookstore was starting to develop a mind of its own. His books were organizing themselves overnight now, and he was sure he never saw any blob ghosts about.

That did not stop him from happily opening his doors to Crime Alley anyway. The morning of his first day in Gotham, while sipping some coffee- he forgot how good it tasted!- a young boy wandered in.

He was obviously looking for an escape, so Danny willed some chairs and tables to appear in the far back. A complimentary snack section appeared a few seconds later, and there was a "Feel free to read anything off the shelves" sign.

The kid's eyes widened when he spotted them before he hastily raced toward the classics and selected two large volumes. He planted himself at one of the tables surrounded by drinks and cookies and didn't move for hours.

Danny left him to it, choosing to close when the kid left. It was tweleve long hours but worth it to see the glee on the tiny litte face as he flipped through pages.

The next day, he came back, and the one after that. Before long, Danny had his first regular.

That regular is a young boy named Jason Todd.

Jason reminded Danny of himself when he first got into reading, which led to him making a deal with the young boy. He would let Jason bring books to trade, allowing the boy to take home whatever he wanted in exchange. This meant Danny could get books from this new dimension and Jason didn't have to worry about finaces.

There was a time where Danny was pretty sure Jason was just reselling him back his own books. But seeing as Jason looked more and more like he was having a hard time finding a good meal, Danny pretended not to notice.

This is similar to when his bookstore developed free showers for him to use only when he was about or private reading rooms with a warm bed. Jason early took advantage of these, unaware that they vanished from view to all other customers once he stepped inside.

Sometimes, he falls asleep and spends the night inside those private reading rooms when Danny "forgets" to walk through the store before closing.

Everyone else paid because they didn't make Danny's core sing like Jason. It was easy to tell when the boy became Robin, as he found the vigilante pulling Batman to his window and pointing out books. The moment that mask little face pressed against his glass, Danny knew who it was.

Just as he knew the next day when, Bruce Wayne opened his door to buy everything that Robin had wanted. Danny kept that to himself, though. He figured it would be funnier if they thought they were sneaky.

Maybe this place would be his finest location yet.

saving this for later, and also sharing this with others. An absolutely amazing concept!

The Blob

Dpxdc Prompt #20

Danny is a blob ghost now and he's fine with that.

Turns out all blob ghosts are just regular ghosts who have expended to much energy and turn into balls of pure ectoplasm and emotion to recharge.

It's honestly a much needed and much appreciated vacation from all of his responsibilities.

He doesn't understand why he's getting so many worship-fear-cowed emotions from these people, but he's a blob right now, he doesn't have to care.

There's one boy that constantly projects awed-love-infatuated towards him. Danny likes him a lot more than all of the other guys.

In the mean time, Ra's Al Ghul has just found what he believes to be the conscious personification of the Lazarus Pits and there is no way he is going to let any of his assassins offend it. If only he didn't have to worry about his grandson being so enamored with the being as well.

Grandfather never let Damian have any pets.

"Distractions," he would say, "Unnecessary attachments."

Damian disagreed, but he was smart enough not to voice his belief. The Demon Head's word is law and he bows to nobody.

Or at least... nobody until the little blob of sentient Lazarus Water.

Grandfather says that it must be the pits personified and therefore needed to be treated with respect so there would be no chance of them being taken away.

Damian has no problem following this rule, he finds the little blob cute, like the pet Damian would never get to have. When nobody's watching he pets the blob, tells it stories about his day, and stays silent as it does happy little purrs.

In the hell that is Nanba Parbat, the blob is a bright spot in Damian's days.

So obviously when he leaves to meet his Father and claim his right as heir to the Cowl he slips the blob into his go-bag. No one will notice, the blob normally floats around as it wishes, sometimes going missing for hours.

By the time Grandfather realizes the blob has been away too long for it to have been without intervention it will have been too late. No one will suspect that Damian took the blob with him.

At least, that's what Damian tells himself to justify taking the little guy with him. He is comforted by the low hum in his bag, the blob is happy, if no one else.

Amity Park, The New transylvania Town.

Got inspired by this beautiful post <- By this person @nerdpoe <-

Due to Amity Park town folks is completely independent on Ectoplasm air and liquid, but totally allergic to the sun in daylight.

They found a loophole that they could go out at night, but nobody able to leave fully from amity park due to the lack of ectoplasm that cause them to become weak, their skin paler then white paint, lengthing fangs, eyes nearly glowing onimous green from ecto- starving and the instable rage induced that come with it.

The Fenton and Frostbite came up with the temporary solution, which was modified thermos bottles full of ectoplasm, which end up becoming a business around town.

The unfortunate side effect seems to make the pure ectoplasm turn red and heavy scented like blood outside the town.

Family, lovers, and friends that visited Amity Park would come back with a 4 boxes stuff to the brim with bottled up ectoplasm to get refilled and visit the town again every 2 months to the point rumors started to come due to some crazed theory.

That Amity Park became a town of vampires. The rumors start another rumor that they never leave the town at all due to the dark clouds cover it's entirely. (The saturated ectoplasm clouds look like dark fog clouds above the sky)

People who came to visit and come back with boxes full of bottled up blood.

Then, when rumors reach the ears of the Justice League, it would be a year in Amity Park to become a much bigger community than when it used to be a small town.

absolutely had to share this masterpiece after reading through all the parts. Planning to hop over to AO3 and read it over there too (gotta see if there’s any hidden info over there- 👀

Role Of The Father

Danny grows up.

He grows up after seeing his family and friends die from the explosion at Nasty Burger, after failing school, after being chased out of Amity Park and having his powers sealed by a Vlad that wants to prevent a Dan situation.

For a long time, he was unmoored to any city, desperately trying to survive on his own after the GIW declared open season on his ass. But, finally, FINALLY, he settled down in Gotham, a cesspool of the supernatural and the one place where the GIW doesn't dare to step into.

Being declared dead, he is forced into a life of crime, where he is reduced to a goon. And then, he meets Sheila. Cathy. The first one comes back with a baby and leaves him to care for him.

He names him Jason.

Or, Danny Fenton has the role of Willis Todd.

to those of you who are moving here from tiktok, from someone whos used both tiktok and tumbr for years...

1. DO NOT censor your posts

dont censor sex, abuse, suicide, dont censor it. we dont have censors like tiktok does, you wont be banned for talking about these things and tagging them properly helps people avoid them (also, we dont have shadowbanning here)

2. we dont really have an algorithm

you follow who you follow, and you see posts from who you follow or what you search. the 'for you page' is basically useless here. this also brings me to my next two points

3. dont crosstag

we get it, on tiktok you have to crosstag for reach, but thats not really a thing here. just tag your posts properly (also posters often leave more info about the post in the tags!! and when you reblog stuff you can leave your own notes in the tags, kind of like the old "repost comments" on tiktok)

4. dont expect to go viral/be famous

"viral" isnt really a thing on here (at least not for the average blogger). your posts will probably get 2-10 likes and you wont get nearly as many followers than on tiktok. thats just how tumblr is

5. blocking is your best friend

tiktok is VERY discussion based, and while tumblr is much more discussion based than other social medias, its still not a good place for ragebait/discourse. dont interact, itll make your experience worse in the end, just block and move on

6. you cant go into someone elses house and start rearranging their furniture

this is tumblr, not tiktok. dont diss old tumblr users for how they use the site or try to change them, thats like going into someone elses house and trying to rearrange their furniture. we've been here longer and we're familiar with the site and its culture, either find your niche, adapt, or find a different app

I see I was not alone in my thought process that Danny could be Elsa. The extra add-ons with Tim and Damian, mwah *Chefs kiss*

Tim and Danny Fenton-Drake Twins: Frozen AU but Make It Unhinged™️

Listen. I need you to imagine this: Tim and Danny as the chaotic Anna and Elsa of the DC Universe. Because brainrot. Let’s go:

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Danny? ICE CORE. WHITE HAIR. Ghost powers he didn’t ask for? Absolutely. Dude pulls an Elsa-level isolation arc, locking himself away in the Ghost Zone like, “I’m dangerous! Stay away!” Meanwhile, Tim’s just standing there, pounding on the portal like:

Tim: “DANNY, OPEN THIS PORTAL OR I SWEAR TO EVERY ANCIENT SPIRIT—”

Danny: phasing through the wall “Tim, leave.”

Tim: “DO YOU WANNA BUILD A WEAPONIZED SNOWMAN?!”

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Tim? Pure, unfiltered, chaos-goblin-Anna energy. This man will not be stopped. Danny’s trying to brood? Too bad. Tim’s already there with a 40-step plan to drag him back to reality.

• Danny: accidentally freezes half of Amity Park

• Tim, covered in ice but unfazed: “So, anyway, we’re going out for coffee.”

• Danny: “Tim, I can’t—”

• Tim: “NOT. A. REQUEST.”

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The Batfam? Losing their collective minds.

• Bruce: “Who turned the Batcave into a snow globe?”

• Tim: building a snow fort “Team-building exercise.”

• Jason: “Why is the Replacement singing ‘Let It Go’ like he’s on Broadway?”

• Damian: deadpan “He has lost control of his life.”

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Meanwhile, Danny’s trying to deal with ghost stuff quietly, but Tim? Not a chance.

• Danny: mid-battle with ghostly chaos

• Tim: kicking down a door he didn’t need to kick down “HEY, BRO, NEED BACKUP?”

• Danny: “I HAD THIS UNDER CONTROL!”

• Tim: “AND I’M HERE TO UN-CONTROL IT!”

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Then, there’s the inevitable ice-breakdown™️ moment. Danny, tears in his eyes, freezing everything, trying to protect everyone from himself. And Tim? Unmoved. Standing there in the middle of a blizzard like:

• Danny: “I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU!”

• Tim: “I’LL TAKE MY CHANCES.”

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Jazz? She’s just over here trying to be the responsible one.

• Jazz: “You two need therapy.”

• Tim: “I HAVE A MISSION.”

• Danny: “I’M LITERALLY DEAD.”

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Oh, and Damian? He’s the terrifying version of Olaf.

• Damian, following Danny around: “Can you make sentient snow golems to fight enemies?”

• Danny: “That’s not how it works.”

• Damian: “Weak.”

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Jason? He’s the sarcastic Sven equivalent, muttering from the sidelines, “Is this a twin thing? This feels like a twin thing.”

————

TL;DR: Tim refuses to let Danny have his broody Ghost Zone isolation arc, Danny’s one meltdown away from turning Gotham into the next Ice Age, and the Batfam is scared but too confused to ask questions.

Oracle's elderitch husband

It was just a normal patrol as Oracle was informating the batfam about the whereabout of Riddler's new hideout after he brought nearly four dozen suspicious boxes.

Then came the unfamiliar male voice in the coms.

"Hey honey, do you want almond raspberry babka no-

Oracle's coms immediately cut off.

It would be 26 minutes after the batfam finished patrol and spam nearly 5 dozen messages in the collective Robin chat before Oracle's com came back on.

"Who's with you, Oracle?"

"Father, she is obviously compromised after the coms cut off early."

"I'd been trying to find her location on the Batcomputer, but it's keep glitching out!"

"First of all, I am not compromised, Two, I forgot to take speaker voice off, and Three, who he is isn't none of your business. I mean It, if I catch any of you trying to dig into this, then I'm pulling all the embarrassing blackmail materials I have on all of you." Oracle hissed in the coms with words that swear she will do it. The sound of soft munching could be heard.

"Soo, how good is that almond raspberry Babka worth cutting off coms for?"

"....."

"I'll send the recipe to Alfred, but no digging, That means you Dick, Tim and Bruce, and Cass you better not help them out." Oracle spoke a bit softly before cutting off coms for the night.

"Oh, hunny~" Bab said softly, looking down with a smile that sends shivers down his back that promised pain.

"Ymhnzs?" Danny muffled voice could be heard as he was still in a headlock, his mouth covered by her hand as he was bend awkwardly that shouldn't be possible for a a very tall guy's back to bend in a way with the tray once almost full batch of freshly baked Almond Raspberry Babkas.

"What had I told you about coming in during my night hours~?" Babs said sweetly if it weren't for the arm nearly choking hold she had on his neck as she uncovered his mouth.

"Not allowed unless you're finished with work or Dante got stuck in your spare wheelchair again.." Danny quietly said with his face flushed.

"You're unconsciously becoming like your Dad, but at least he texted me before breaking down my wall to show me your baby pictures again."

"B-b-but, honey you ar-

"No buts, you're sleeping in the couch for tonight or in the thermos until next week until I figured out how to make the correct diversion to trick the bats, now make your choice now considering the babka asba bribe for a lesser punishment."

"Well~?"

Danny pouted, his pointed ears droop down with his eyes all wide but he knew the Jack fenton puppy eye look isn't going to save him now from his wife's wrath.

...

..

"I'll take the couch.."