I Love Frostbite But Vlad And His Cloning Is Right There XD Especially Cuz He Owes Danny Big Time

Ghost helpline part 20

friend or foe

The man hadn’t been kidding about not wanting to play babysitter. At Damian’s assistance that he didn’t need anything Ziyad took his own piece of cake and waved him off. Not really caring where Damian went.

He debated going after the man and demand answers but didn’t. He needed to know how he had that strip of white in his hair. How? Why? Was this the demons fault? Zatanna had said she reeked of the pits, whatever that meant.

He needed to know. He need to know if there was anyway to help Todd. His brother didn’t deserve the side effects the pit had given him. He’d never known the Todd from before… but well if Todd’s anger could be fixed and Damian had a chance to do it and he didn’t take it.….

He continued walking. The assassin supposed being overlooked as just a child was at time’s advantageous. Even if it made him angry.

The location of her room was practically spoon fed to him, pink taped arrows leading the way to an entire wing of the mansion that was presumably hers.

It was overtly colorful.

Her room was cozy. Damian wasn’t sure what a teenage girls room is supposed to look like. After all Browns and Cassandra’s rooms were probably not the best examples.

Her closet was overflowing with clothes, shoes and accessories. He checked the pockets and found a few switch blades and - guns. Typical self defense items for a woman in Gotham really. Damian opened jewelry boxes and riffled threw accessories. Some he assumed to be enchanted.

He left the closet to check the desk and bookshelf’s for anything incriminating. Ugh. Even the paper was colorful. Thankfully the type writer was black. There were little notes about her brothers things they liked, days they were going to be busy and stuff like that. There was also reference to someone named Jack and someone named Pink. Most likely aliases- he would have to research them later.

Dishes crowded every serface. Honestly how did this huge family not have any servants. The boy grimaced. Pennyworth would never allow a patients room to get this bad.

Well this at least told him one thing. The masters family definitely had something to hide. If they didn’t someone would have been hired to up keep this place!

There were spell books, okay maybe it was just poetry. There was paper slips with symbols loose in her drawer.

Damian pocketed a couple.

There were notebooks filled with languages he didn’t recognize. A lot of it was repeating. It was as if she was practicing how to write. Damian stilled and looked back at the book shelf. The English books were the level of a first grader. And the tomes were filled with grammatical notes. It made him bite his lips together, did she not know how to read?

Whatever. A good portion of the world is illiterate. She could still be a mastermind, this proved nothing.

He moved on to the cream yellow mini fridge. It was covered in glitter stickers and magnets. Notes stuck to the top.

“Hey Vi! Ask Bella if he can contact me about the SBS. We’ve run into an issue with the current shipment - love Red”

Damian took a picture of the note. Good god how many people were involved in all this? Were the masters involved? Did they know their “precious” daughter was a monster?

The little assassin felt his insides squirm at the wording. Weird he hadn’t had a qualms about calling her that before. Why did it suddenly fill him with trepidation?

The fridge was surrounded by pill bottles and glass jars filled with dried herbs. The labels were written in a different persons handwriting . A sigh escaped him.

All right time to check the fridge.

Damian has no idea what demons eat but he doubted it was anything good. Human remains? Blood? Something horrible he supposed. Hopefully something he could use as evidence.

The door opened to reveal…. Liquid vitamins and supplements ??? Well she had been sick recently. Maybe it was a common occurrence? Or maybe she was able to eat what she’s supposed to? And if so why? Was she actually being ethical and kind?

There were glowing green juice pouches. Damian berated himself for not bringing a satchel. The size of the things he could swipe was limited to his pockets. No matter he could get it next time.

He paused. Next time? Since when did he start thinking about coming back here?

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The bathroom in Vlad’s room had steam spill out in waves. Violet had never gotten around to moving her things into her own bathroom. Dad didn’t seem to mind and… it was just easier. It was easier to exist in someone else’s space.

To use dads bathroom and sleep in Billy’s bed and eat Klarion’s food. To exist in a space so lovingly lived in she knew she wouldn’t disappear.

She looked at her natural state in the mirror. Her nose twitched. That boy knew she was a demon, he had yelled it at her when they’d “meet”. And now he was suddenly over to apologize? An Al Ghul apologizing ? And to someone “beneath” them ? How laughable.

She couldn’t find her brush. She ran her claws threw her hair with a frown. The cracks on her body … looked different? Smaller and faded around the edges of her arms. Her fingers were still drenched in black but had taken on a more purple sheen.

There was still a black cracked piece on her chest.

She would have thought the teleportation flu would have made her condition worse but… she looked better? Maybe her medicine really was helping?

She’d have to show her Aunties, maybe Frostbite? There weren’t exactly a lot of people comfortable working on her. Ethier she was a demon, or the wrong kind of demon, or an amputee or a woman of something!

Not that it mattered very few people knew how to treat her condition. And so far it was considered incurable.

The black cracks pulsed painfully. She shifted into her human disguise.

Well time to get this over with. Chances were instead of an apology she was going to receive an offer. And maybe… maybe if Damian wasn’t technically an Al Ghul….. maybe she could….

Violet, Konstelacio, hopeful and sad followed the pink arrows to her room to find a hair brush before having to see the boys face again.

Except she opened the door and his face was already there.

“What are you doing in my room?!”

Note:

Not burying the lead here Bella (Bellatric) is Brett

Can anyone guess what SBS is?

Okay but imagine Vlad has changed to a degree.

Those aren’t clones of Danny.

Those are clones of Vlad.

Danny just ran off with Vlad’s clone baby!

After the Nasty Burger incident, Danny went to live with Vlad under the promise that he would change. And he did, for all of two months before Danny discovered a secret basement full of clones. All except one of them were unstable.

Thoroughly betrayed, Danny takes the one stable clone and puts the rest of them out of their misery. Then he heads to Gotham where the local billionaire has a habit of taking in black hair blued eyed orphans. Fight fire with fire right? Or in this case money with money.

Family Discussion-

Jason: Hey baby!

Damian: ewww don’t call me that

Jason: Dick literally calls you that all the time!

Damian: that’s different he calls everyone that

Dick (walks in and pats Tim): hi baby! Hey have you guys seen my new baby?

Them: You’ve had Tim for years?

Dick: I meant my new succulent

Klarion joins in cuz it’s hilarious

They act like Sam and Tucker are reincarnated every few centuries XD

after he meets the JL ane becomes their ally, Danny pops down to Fawcett City to give Captain Marvel a presentation titled "Teen Heros Pretending To Be Immortal Ancient Beings Stick Together" subtitled "why you should lie to the JL and say you've known me for hundreds of years".

Billy takes one look at it and is immediately like "yes"

Danny just sings all the corpse bride songs that do not exist in dc and freak his soulmate out lol

Prompt

Soulmate au where, in the dp universe, you hear your soulmate sing, while in the dc verse, soulmates have matching tattoos that glow when the other person is dying/hurt, and keeps glowing after they die. Danny doesn’t ever hear any singing, so he figured he just didn’t have one, and doesn’t notice the mark on his thigh . Unbeknownst to him, his soulmate (insert dc character) is getting more and more nervous about their soulmate, who they could hear singing for some reason, who keeps on dying!!!!!

AU where Amity Parkers are basically elves in the DC universe.

Hear me out.

Canonically in the DC universe the Lazarus Pits are used to extend the life of Ras Al Ghul and others on top of bringing people back from the dead.

Ras Al Ghul is OLD. He has been around for hundreds of years.

Now in the DP x DC crossovers it is usually agreed that the Lazarus Pits are corrupted ectoplasm or ectoplasm mixed with magic or just un-pure ectoplasm. Regardless of what is chosen it is agreed that it’s base is ectoplasmic in origin.

Ectoplasm extends life and the entire city of Amity Park is

DRENCHED

in Pure ectoplasm.

Think about it for a moment. The ENTIRE CITY of Amity Park has constant exposure to the PURE form of the Lazarus Pits. After a few years they would JUST STOP AGING.

Danny and his sister (and Dani if she’s in your fic) would be first.

Tucker and Sam and Valerie would be next.

Vlad only looks old because of his hair colour.

The teens of amity who are constantly around fights would be next and everyone else afterwords.

Frankly immortal Danny is good.

IMMORTAL AMITY PARK IS HILARIOUS.

If you add in the headcanon that Amity flickers into and out of the ghost zone after the whole Pariah Dark incident which is a place CANONICALLY OUT OF TIME.

Well now you got them aging even slower and the hilarity of Amity park just being a city of holograms to Elmerton and the rest of the world that you can sometimes interact with causing people to treat it more like a myth rather then an actual place you can move to if you’re insane enough. Also the ectoplasmic exposure would probably concentrate over time which would make it hard to move there or leave for long periods of time without getting insanely sick/going mentally insane/dying dissuading people from visiting/moving/leaving there even more and by that point the government might just decide to pretend the city doesn’t exist as long as they promise to keep their problems to themselves (personally I headcanon that ectoplasm is a heavy substance that disperses back into the ghost zone quickly and that it wouldn’t really spread outside of Amity Park so Elmerton and the surrounding are completely fine and that since Amity is exposed slowly over time the ectoplasm won’t immediately kill them). Throw in Tucker/Technus wiping out any information on them on the online world and you get the Justice League completely unaware of a LITERAL CITY OF IMMORTALS JUST CHILLING OUT A STATE OVER FROM WISCONSIN.

Better yet, since the aging is slowed down due to ectoplasm then the people of Amity would age similar to how the neverborn ghosts (like Boxed Lunch daughter of Lunch Lady and Box Ghost) so Mentally they ARE the age they look with just an INSANE amount of experience hence ELVES.

THINK OF ALL THE POSSIBILITIES THIS WOULD CREATE FOR FICS!

World ending event that the Justice League can’t solve unless they somehow develop a cure for an alien disease plaguing the world MEET random Amity Park scientist who has DEDICATED their life, even before it got extended, to solving diseases and has a ton of practice because ectoplasmic disease make logic go out the window anyways and 150 years of practice looking at things sideways means the “world ending plague” is solved within 10 minutes by a person on vacation.

Like the Justice League would be like *surprise Pikachu face* and this random Amity Parker would be like it’s no big deal and my vacation is over so bye AND WHEN THE JUSTICE LEAGUE TRIES TO FIND THE PERSON THAT SAVED THEM NOTHING WOULD COME UP AND IT WOULD DRIVE THEM INSANE.

Now what about Young Justice/Teen titans? They are trying to take down a bad guy and get civilians out of the way but the bad guy is tough and they can’t lose a fighter or more people WILL die and then suddenly this Asian teen (Kwan) who has had like 200 years of dodging practice and taking hits from both football and ghost fights and with slight enhanced strength that even old Amity grandmas have comes barreling through and grabbing people then professionally acrobating his way out of harm while luging like four people and continues to do so until the YJL no longer has to worry about civilians while fighting. Everyone on the team thinks the teen must be a meta and all agree that he’d be a perfect addition to the team only to not be able to find him afterwards and to realize that he doesn’t even come up on the Justice leagues facial recognition. Meanwhile Kwan was just so used to getting out of the way of ghost fights and when he saw people who couldn’t remove themselves from the danger zone he just acted on instinct cause sometimes amity kids can’t move fast enough and need an extra hand getting to safety which is no big deal and sides he’s still got to find that flower shop so he can pick up the lilies he KNOWS Dash loves and can’t get in Amity so that he can pass them on to Jack (another football player) cause Kwan knows they’ve been crushing on each other for the past 50 years and he is nothing if not a great wingman and friend who is more then willing to give them a shove in the right direction.

Like just the possibilities even without adding team Phantom professional ghost hunters/martial artists/weapons and technology experts/superhero/eldritch horrors/phycologist/hacker into the mix.

Every time the Justice League gets info on an Amity Parker it would just disappear into thin air like someone hacked into their computer and erased it leaving no traces whatsoever. Any physical documents they print out also just disappear even when placed in a locked room in space.

It would drive them nuts.

Just the Chaos immortal Amity Park would cause

Dear Tumblr: My brother feels bad for lying to his internet friends of a year. He had to lie about his age to get an account and now they all think he’s 14 (he’s actually 13).

I keep telling him it’s not a big deal but he feels guilty and still hasn’t told them the truth.

What should I do?

Not intentionally but hey commit to the bit!!! Also knowledge from any past time traveling!

Jason: I just crashed the batplane

Danny: ahh yes I remember the wright brothers what an ungrateful pair calling me a witch like that in public

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Damian: I don’t know what historial thing i should write about for my school essay

Danny: let me tell you about the Salem witch trials

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Tim ‘talking about the court of owls’

Danny: oh that’s nice dear I remember when I was young and joined a cult too!

Batfam: internal screams!!!

Danny was enjoying himself. His new haunt was suprisingly spacious and came with lots of charges who needed protection and care.

The old butler guy, Alfred, seemed to at least have an idea of what was going on. He had been making extra food lately and leaving it out for Danny to eat in a secluded area. Danny always made sure to turn the plate invisible and sneak it back to his hidden passage panic room before he started eating.

In return, Danny made sure to do lots of chores around the manor. Intangibility and wind manipulation made dusting super easy if you knew how to use it right.

Danny also took his job as a guardian spirit seriously. He overheard the bats fighting about not wanting to be coddled on patrol and decided it was best to let them handle themselves outside of the manor. Danny himself hated when people stuck thier noses into his business.

Jazz had screwed him over countless times with her good intentions.

But the manor was different. This was his new haunt after his old one kicked him out. This family had invited him in whether they knew it or not. Also, since the Fentons and GIW don't exist in this world, they'd have a hell of a time kicking him out.

It's best not to let it come to that. So Danny had to make these people love him the way Amity Park never did.

The Wayne's however are rather dense. You would think them being the worlds greatest detectives would mean something, but they kept silently blaming each other for things happening around the manor until they couldn't.

A book being put away when they were done with it or their messes being cleaned up when they came back into a room could be easily explained by how many people lived there. The family entering the dining room, discussing what they were going to order for dinner since Alfred was gone for a week only to find a full meal waiting for them on the diner table? They couldn't brush that off.

None of them could cook.

Writing Prompt

Imagine elves don’t know what sunburns are?

Bard, red itchy and peeling skin off: Ow!

Thranduil: Wtf Bard? A-a-are you molting?!!!

Bard: What no?? I just have a sunburn.

Thranduil: The sun... burns you....

Thranduil remembering elves are essentially stars and that he’s touched Bard before: oh no

Them: but your eyelashes are big ?

Shazam, not even looking up: Exactly

Them: wait then…. !!!!!!

Cartoon logic

Marvel: I don’t understand how people get confused by someone’s gender presentation. Like, obviously if they have thick eyelashes they’re a woman, regardless of anything else.

JL member: Cap you realize you literally have the thickest eyelashes I have ever seen on a dude, right?

Marvel: … yeah and?

Bonus: some moments of Billy/Marvel/Shazam having eyelashes