“Pissing All By Yourself Handsome?” Red Hood Turns With A Jerk To Look At The Person Who Just Entered

Maybe it’s my fault for thinking I could scroll on my dashboard without experiencing inconceivable anguish. Ty OP 😭

There's no lonelier curse than that of immortality.

This frame really puts into perspective how it was really just a twelve year old playing tag with an older twelve year old 😭

Whoever said this obviously hasn't seen the original 🤣

Hold on guys, let me cook..

This has been written into a fic by Ihavementalissues on Ao3!! Registered users only tho :’)

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/65111038/chapters/167451280

Brucie Wayne accidentally killing the joker

This happens before Red Hood is revealed as Jason, but after he shows up. Bruce is at a gala and has been very stressed lately, which is why he was so caught off guard with the Joker arriving. A big thing about today? It’s Jason’s adoption day anniversary. Bruce is barely clinging to being good.

However, Joker has a new laughing gas that he thought would make everyone fall into a catatonic state of laughter, striking a blow against all of Gotham’s elite.

That’s what he thought it would do.

Instead, it lowered inhibitions and increased their emotions. It also reduced their ability to think things through. Doing this to Bruce, who is stressed with Red Hood making moves and Justice League stuff getting more stressful and it being the anniversary of the day he could finally welcome his beautiful boy into the family, only to be face to face with the reason he lost his kid?

It only takes one comment about the old Robin for Bruce to go feral.

He isn’t thinking things through, isn’t focused on how hard he is hitting things, or where they are moving until he’s on a balcony with the Joker, and he’s distantly aware he’s been screaming about the clown having done enough-

Everyone watches, spellbound, as Brucie Wayne, under the influence of this new gas, pitches both the Joker and himself off the balcony, twenty stories above the ground.

Red Hood catches Brucie Wayne.

No one catches the Joker.

The morning papers scream about how the Joker died from Gotham’s prince being drugged, and how the city’s new crime lord kidnapped Brucie before he could die.

Everyone in Gotham is in disarray.

Dick is panicking after seeing the headline. (He was in Bludhaven.)

Tim is cursing himself. (He was home sick with the flu.)

Jason is struggling with his emotions.

Alfred is loading his shot gun.

They’re all laughing with the kid, Danny, as he starts getting drowsy. His body gradually shuts down and his laughter gets softer. More distant. Theres confusion at first when the boy that had been nothing but excitement and giggles for the past half hour slumps over on his lunch. His laughter petering off before he lands face first onto his sandwich.

Martian Manhunter, who was sitting right next to him feels as his thoughts cease completely. That doesn’t happen when people sleep. That only happens when…

Oh.

Oh.

He shoots up to his feet the moment they cease. Superman not far behind with an expression that conveys his feeling of how sudden it felt. When the rhythmic too-slow beating of his heart just, stopped.

The other leavers present share confused glances at eachother trying to peace together what they were missing when J’onn falters from his upright posture and crumped back down. They see as he places a tender hand on the boys back.

The cafeteria is in complete silence now as more JL members catch on.

There are gasps, murmurs of no no. J’onn looks up at them all from where he still hadn’t moved since placing his hand on Danny’s back.

“He has,” there’s a beat before the words they had been dreading for the past couple seconds that felt like years hits them fully, “he has passed on.”

Make a wish for a corpse

So Sam has a maniacal plan to get back at the Justice league for not believing them when they needed help.

She submits a make a wish application for her dead friend Danny has a terrible illness that could cause his heart to stop at any moment, doctors believe he may only have a few weeks left to live.

All he wants is to meet Martian Manhunter and the Justice league. She stipulated that they should absolutely not tell him it’s a make a wish thing so it doesn’t remind him about what’s coming.

Danny bears no ill will towards the league and has no idea what’s going on. When he wins tickets to meet the Justice league he flips his shit

Fun fact: Danny has developed a sort of narcolepsy where he can and will fall asleep at random times so long as he feels safe and he’s incredibly hard to wake up.

Danny’s heart stops any time he falls asleep.

So Danny is having the time of his after life, he spent most of the afternoon with Martian Manhunter, whose also having the time of his life because it’s so rare that he’s the favorite hero, and now they’re all sitting down to eat.

They’re all talking and Danny starts to doze off and just passes out then and there.

Panic ensues and all the league members are traumatized by the child that just died right in front of them.

DP x DC

Of which Vlad IS related to Bruce

Their Bat-ness must have came from a common ancestor. And that adoption thing.

But anyways.

Imagine Vlad contacting Bruce with his fam out of the blue, asking BRUCIE, HI NICE TO TALK TO YOU AFTER LONG PERIODS OF ABSENCE BUT IVE A QUESTION THAT NEEDS TO BE ANSWERED FOR MY KWN SAKE- how do you get your children to be civil with you???

Bruce: ... I am not aware you adopted kids Vladdie?

Batfam, listening to the conversation: it's cute that Masters tot we're civil to Bruce at all times lol

Vlad: Currently I have my godson with me and he's acting a lot like a combination of your sons in gala disasters.

Bruce: which gala disasters you're talking about? Coz you know we have the Rogues attacking galas aaaaallll the time-

Vlad: you know what I mean, cousin. Richard in the chandeliers, little Damian stabbing the handsy ones, Timothy making people cry left and right between his blackmails and "conspiracy theories"-

Bruce: (tries to imagine all that Feral in one body and failing)

Batfam: (omg new cousin sounds lit)

Vlad: so yes Brucie, I need some advice, please and thank you.

(Unseen: Danny gnawing his leg)

ok, fake cryptid batfam is feeding me so well right now

like “the rumor around gotham is that a Bat watched the night” type

Bruce meets the JL and they all think hes some sort of meta when in actuality they could probably kill him with no sweat if he was unarmed

Bruce taking every precaution to make sure they keep thinking that way

Robin gets introduced as Bruce’s son/fellow cryptid and they all collectively freak out bc “HOLY SHIT THERES ANOTHER ONE???”

Bruce having to make up some bullshit excuse for why Robin is a child and going around fighting crime (some excuse like: ACTUALLY he’s technically a thousand years old, so this is fine)

the rest of the batfam shows up with just elaborate fucking backstories all based in the original story that bruce made up

dick’s robin retires?

no worries, jason says, he’s currently waiting on his metamorphosis bc their species has to go through that before becoming an adult

jason dies but the backstory was that they were immortal?

no problem, tim explains that sometimes their species goes dormat because they’ve lost too much energy

they acquire steph, but only for a few days?

no worries, bruce explains, sometimes their species goes under shifting to find the right body

one of the ones that I read had Bruce using and recorder and faking having 2 hearts, which Clark could hear, and when the recorder broke, to bring in Robin and explain that Dick was his 2nd heart splitting off of him (The Hearts of Gotham by schrijverr on ao3)

another one was literally batfam pretending to be slightly human versions of the animals they were named after and kon, being desperately in love with tim as he does, decides to uses ttk to create and shape wildly expensive gems and diamonds for tim because he thinks that “birds like shiny things, right?” (tim is rightly very worried that kon, in his dumbassery, decided to make large enough diamonds to completely dismantle the industry) and clark is later shown these diamonds, also very worried about the sheer enormity of these gems (‘a fake cryptid and a real romantic’ series by suzukiblu on ao3)

another one had batfam using engineered wings for fight and flight and their wings were a perfect complement to their costumes

clark meets tim without wings and is freaking out because holy shit he has no wings did he rip them off where are they??

batfam bonds through wing painting and fixing and the jl is in awe of them and their wings

best part is most of batfam does not realize that jl thinks their wings are very real and not mechanics and only realize when one of the younger ones ask abt them (Loading and Aspect Ratio by JUBE514 on ao3)

plz plz plz give me more recs bc i love this trope so muchhh

I’ve never read something and had the urge to uproot my life in order to write the nastiest 300k word fic about a nonsensical prompt like this before. I NEED THIS HOMOEROTIC TENSION ON Ao3 LIKE, YESTERDAY! If I end up writing it, be rest assured, I WILL MAKE ANOTHER POST ABT THIS DELICIOUS PROMPT 😍

Shallow Graves.

Danny would like to state, not on the record or anything, that shallow graves are the easiest to crawl back out of. So if these mercenaries could keep using them instead of the deeper ones, he might just thank them the next time they try to kill him.

He always gets back up, pretty firmly stuck in between life and death rather than ever being on one side or the other. They're never going to succeed, no matter how hard they try. Even things that used to hurt aren't really anymore.

Ectoranium? He built a tolerance to that a long time ago. Blood Blossoms? Those lost efficacy after his twentieth(?) exposure.

The amount of terrible lines he hears is just getting old, as well. "Dead men tell no tales." Classic. Epic. Wrong. Especially when you can't even kill him properly. The dead love to talk, you jerks firmly on the side of the living just can't hear them.

All things being equal, though, nothing brought more joy than the look on the face of one Lex Luthor when Danny showed up at a press conference with a microphone and a question after the former went through all the trouble of having Danny dropped off in the middle of the ocean in a concrete box.

He watched on in silent humor as he had divers swim for his concrete prison and bring it back up. Inside was a perfect impression of Danny, down to the folds of his clothes, but no Danny.

Neither man was a fool, but Danny was having fun with it. Subtle, but pointed, as he needled Luthor and protested every action his company took. Messing with Mortal megalomaniacs is a favored past-time.

First year here, I AM SO HYPED 💚

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I was on/off in the Danny Phantom fandom for some years, it was a thing I enjoyed going back to in between hyperfixations. I had come across some DP x DC stuff on tumblr, even had an idea for a single fic, then one day Clock knocked on my door like Dead on Main, huh? And the rest is history.

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I stumbled into dp x dc and then head first into Dead on Main! And then I dragged Moku down with me. I love these two together and all of the different ways that they can be written! I’m best known for the fic ‘Like Betta Fish Do’.

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Oh how the angst resonates in my core <3

NOW LETS MAKE IT WORSE

They’re in separate rooms, but they’re both locked up in prisons of their own guilt. Danny feels guilty for simply existing as he does, dancing on the line between life and death constantly he has dual citizenship.

He might not realize it, but it’s internalized dislike of ghosts. His parents have always thought of ghosts as ‘less than.’ This was repeated to him constantly for years, so while yes, he understands they are wrong and that ghosts aren’t less, they’re just different, it’s hard to erase the years of that belief. It changed how he viewed himself after he realized he was now no longer human, and instead a half-ghost. Half of what he had always seen as lesser than.

So yeah, he could technically leave the cell via intangibility, explain what’s going on, NOT traumatize the JL further by making it a less of a talk about his death and more about how he is still there, but he won’t cant. He tries to psych himself up to do it. To go out there and truly just explain everything. He’s a hero too, they would understand how secret identities and misunderstandings happen because of different biology. ‘Think about how much easier taking care of amity would be if I had fucking Superman on speed dial’

But then he remembers he’s not like them, not really.

“Look at you. What are you? A ghost trying to fit in with humans? Or some creepy little boy with creepy little powers?”

He’s someone who in their eyes is far too gone to even try to talk to.

He’s a ghost, someone- no. something that can’t see past their own obsession. Something dangerous that doesn’t even belong in this dimension. Something that can’t feel like humans can. But he does. Says that small voice in his head desperately picking back the negative thoughts. He does feel because he is still Danny. He’s not like the other ghosts, that much is obvious. They all at least get along with eachother, but they can’t possibly detect such a thing being possible with him.

To ghosts, he is less than. Imagine that! Less than the ghosts. He didn’t even consider it possible to be that low on the scale.

So yeah, he can go out there and make a fool of himself, possibly make a target of the other ghosts and amity park as a whole, but he won’t.

He deserves whatever the Justice League says he deserves.

Make a wish for a corpse

So Sam has a maniacal plan to get back at the Justice league for not believing them when they needed help.

She submits a make a wish application for her dead friend Danny has a terrible illness that could cause his heart to stop at any moment, doctors believe he may only have a few weeks left to live.

All he wants is to meet Martian Manhunter and the Justice league. She stipulated that they should absolutely not tell him it’s a make a wish thing so it doesn’t remind him about what’s coming.

Danny bears no ill will towards the league and has no idea what’s going on. When he wins tickets to meet the Justice league he flips his shit

Fun fact: Danny has developed a sort of narcolepsy where he can and will fall asleep at random times so long as he feels safe and he’s incredibly hard to wake up.

Danny’s heart stops any time he falls asleep.

So Danny is having the time of his after life, he spent most of the afternoon with Martian Manhunter, whose also having the time of his life because it’s so rare that he’s the favorite hero, and now they’re all sitting down to eat.

They’re all talking and Danny starts to doze off and just passes out then and there.

Panic ensues and all the league members are traumatized by the child that just died right in front of them.