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Please by the gods take my bones from me they all suck
Danny always spends his Christmases alone since he left Amity Park. His friends are busy with their own celebrations and now he has an excuse to ditch the family ones?
Excellent
The decorations are everywhere and the damn songs won’t stop playing, so he gets a hot cocoa and wanders to a graveyard where no one will bother him
Joke’s on him though, cuz it turns out there is someone sitting behind the headstone he pauses at to drink
Danny, who is having A Day and can’t be mugged anyway, asks whose headstone this giant fuck is chilling behind
Jason, also Going Through It, decides this is the perfect time to go full creep mode and say “mine”
He is not expecting some scraggly ass bastard to nod sagely and go “mood” solely because Jason cannot work modern tech and does not have social media
They hang out in the graveyard for the rest of the night, not talking about the holiday and why they hate it, just Danny telling Jason about the stars and Jason telling Danny his favourite books
It’s not until he sees Jason in the line for coffee three weeks later that Danny realizes he wasn’t a ghost
Oh this is great. Danny fully thinks that he just hallucinated Jason or he was a lost spirit until he sees Jason with a iced caramel latte a local coffee shop.
Jason is less confused that the kid was real but more shocked they met again. Gotham is a very very big city. You really dont just happen to meet a complete stranger twice within the same month. Jason vented to the kid because he thought that he never was gonna see him again.
But lo and behold, its the exact same kid he talked to in the Graveyard who’s ordering the ungodly concoction of espresso and far too many pumps of pumpkin flavor at the front counter.
Please by the gods take my bones from me they all suck
Danny always spends his Christmases alone since he left Amity Park. His friends are busy with their own celebrations and now he has an excuse to ditch the family ones?
Excellent
The decorations are everywhere and the damn songs won’t stop playing, so he gets a hot cocoa and wanders to a graveyard where no one will bother him
Joke’s on him though, cuz it turns out there is someone sitting behind the headstone he pauses at to drink
Danny, who is having A Day and can’t be mugged anyway, asks whose headstone this giant fuck is chilling behind
Jason, also Going Through It, decides this is the perfect time to go full creep mode and say “mine”
He is not expecting some scraggly ass bastard to nod sagely and go “mood” solely because Jason cannot work modern tech and does not have social media
They hang out in the graveyard for the rest of the night, not talking about the holiday and why they hate it, just Danny telling Jason about the stars and Jason telling Danny his favourite books
It’s not until he sees Jason in the line for coffee three weeks later that Danny realizes he wasn’t a ghost
Oh this is great. Danny fully thinks that he just hallucinated Jason or he was a lost spirit until he sees Jason with a iced caramel latte a local coffee shop.
Jason is less confused that the kid was real but more shocked they met again. Gotham is a very very big city. You really dont just happen to meet a complete stranger twice within the same month. Jason vented to the kid because he thought that he never was gonna see him again.
But lo and behold, its the exact same kid he talked to in the Graveyard who’s ordering the ungodly concoction of espresso and far too many pumps of pumpkin flavor at the front counter.
Fake Cryptids, Real Ghosts
Ok, so dp x dc/batfam because this AU has me by the throat but what if it's the fake cryptid batfamily AU who never joined the JL.
Just...imagine it. The Batfamily has been protecting Gotham quietly but fiercely by scaring the daylights out of criminals as creatures that go bump in the night. A bit of stage magic, frightening method acting, contortion, a whole language comprised of chirps, growls, and body language, and the best tech possible and you've got a recipe for striking fear into the hearts of everyone.
They've got shrines on the rooftops, vaguely on the JL radar (Cause really, who's gonna believe that Gotham, one of the worst cities has a demon problem? Constantine? Homeboy took one look at Gotham and went Nope.) and they're protected cause any self respecting Gothamite wouldn't go spilling the beans to Outsiders. The Bats keep them safe. Who would believe them anyways?
Enter half dead, half alive Danny Fenton.
Danny Fenton who has a best friend's named Tucker and Sam who find out about the Gotham Cryptids, and go absolutely ham on research because here lies something,a bunch of someone's who are Other. Maybe they're creepy but they're cool and they're Heroes and they help people.
Sure, at first it was an attempt from Sam and Tucker to help their best friend feel less alone in the face of other, more 'normal' heroes and people out there in the world. Maybe they try to further bury the Bats online cause if anyone understands keeping on the down low, it would be Amity Parker's. For awhile, Danny Fenton, sometimes Phantom is simply happy to know he's not alone.
Then he's outed and his sister who's long since been ecto-contaiminated is put at risk there's nowhere that seems safer. Gotham is a chaotic city, even without the Bats factoring in. After all Gotham has (Demons-Spirits-Creatures?) The Bats already. Who would care if a halfa and his sister hide out there? As long as they're respectful of their territory, it'll be fine right? Besides, they've got to warn the Bats anyways about the GIW and government. They're coming after ghosts, who knows if they'll be next? Spooky things have to look out for each other after all.
Cue shenanigans as Phantom who stops hiding all of his creepier traits as a ghost walks up to the Totally Human but Faking it Batman with really thoughtful gifts for all of their shrines (And one fruitcake), no heartbeat and an earnest plea for a safe haven in their Haunt because the Ancients taught him manners and the importance of respecting another entities territory.
Dc x dp prompt #21
Danny stopped physically aging when he died in the portal, so after a few years he left to live in the ghost zone.
He still kept in contact with his friends, but they were busy with school and making new friends.
He wasn’t jealous. Really.
When he was sixteen though, he met the ghost of the second Robin—Jason, Danny later found his name to be—and they hit it off almost immediately.
Like calls to like, opposites attract, call it what you will, but they were inseparable.
Until Jay disappeared one day.
—
Fast forward six or so years.
By now, Danny’d learned to shapeshift his body into anything he wanted, his true age included. It was really draining, but seeing the living world was worth it.
He was currently wondering around Gotham, he’d come to visit Sam but she’d been in class at Gotham U at the time, so he decided to take a walk through the mall.
Where he felt a familiar presence in a small group of what looked to be either friends or family.
He had to stop himself from openly staring at them in his confusion.
Now, he had never forgotten Jason, but his ghostly friend had slipped to the back of his mind over the years.
But that feeling was definitely Jay’s core. He’d remember it anywhere.
That was Jason. A very not dead Jason.
From that revelation onwards, it was a blur of emotions and muffled shouts as he barreled into his old friend, letting trills of happiness from his core.
—
Jason had been dragged to the mall for one of Dick’s “sibling bonding experiences (no Bruce allowed)” attempts, and had been having an admittedly ok time, between Damian and Tim’s half joking threats to each other and Cass and Dick’s teasing.
They were being careful of him, like usual, so he wasn’t pushed too hard to participate in their little activities.
The pit had been easier to push down recently, but he’d rather them keep the distance from him just in case.
By the time they sat down in the food court, he’d made a plan to help demon brat shut down Pet Smart as a whole, agreed to wear ballet slippers and attempt to dance in them for Cass, snitched to Alfred about Tim’s caffeine intake for the day, and all around tormented Dick.
So today was going pretty ok.
And then he nearly got knocked out of his chair by a scrawny kid with way too much strength.
The feeling of the pit that had been simmering under the surface all day practically exploded outwards at the unknown touch that did not feel like a kid despite appearances, and he could tell his siblings could notice because Dick was instantly on his feet and by his side.
But…the rage never came.
Instead, he felt a bubbling joy wash over him every time the kid hugging him made that weird noise.
Or: Danny, forever stuck in his fourteen year old body, was friends with Jason in the afterlife before he was resurrected. Years later, he finds a very much living Jason in Gotham mall, and in his excitement, tackles him. Losing his concentration on his adult form in the process. Jason doesn’t know who this kid is, but he’s definitely got questions.