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Bruce had a habit. He checked on his kids every night before he went to sleep. To know they were home. They were safe. Their wounds had been tended to, their nerves soothed, and they could rest peacefully. Bruce couldn't truly sleep well without knowing his children were okay.

It was a full house that night, with even Jason aquescing to spend the night, if only for 'Alfie's award winning blueberry pancakes' as he put it. So he peeked in to see his children, to reassure himself, to see them breathe.

Dick was an artful tangle of limbs, squishy bat plush held snugly against his chest. Jason had a book on his nightstand with the lamp still on. Bruce turned it off for him. Tim was asleep face down on his desk. Bruce shuffled the sleep deprived teenager to his bed before tucking him in. Cass was sleeping peacefully, guarded by her army of stuffed animals. Bruce smiled and closed the door. Damian was asleep, Titus curled up around his young owner. Well, at least he hadn't brought Batcow to his bed this time. Duke had forgotten to close his blackout curtains, which Bruce did for him. The young daytime vigilante deserved as much undisturbed rest as he could get. Next room, open the door-

Bruce barely had enough time to remember that no one lived in this room before he registered someone face down on the bed. He didn't turn on the light, and instead crept forward, letting his eyes adjust to the dark and see for him.

Black haired teenager, slightly younger than Tim, breathing slowly and deeply. It wasn't how the child showed up in what was supposed to be a secure location that concerned him. It wasn't his vaguely bedraggled state or dark eyebags that were apparent even when he was asleep. No what truly concerned him were the bruises Bruce could see.

Purpling marks around his thin wrist in the shape of a far larger hand. Bruises and small cuts on his forearms, the kind Batman would see on someone who had tried to protect themselves. And a large bruise on the child's cheek, the kind he had seen on his own children when someone got in a good punch to the face. But he'd also seen it on other children. Children who were scared, and alone, and betrayed by the people who were supposed to take care of him. Bruce felt a sinking ceartinty that there were more wounds he couldn't see on the teenager.

The detective in him wanted to wake the kid up. Learn everything he could, get his answers, assess a potential threat.

The father in him... said that this kid had no one to check on him at bedtime. To adjust his blankets, turn off his lights, close the curtains, make sure he was happy, safe.

Bruce looked at this thin, bruised child, and pulled a blanket up to the teenager's shoulders. Questions could wait until tommorow. Until then, Bruce hoped the kid slept soundly in what may have been the safest place they'd been in a while.

decided to rewatch the Million Dollar Ghost episode and… guys. Vlad says the skeleton key (used later on to free Pariah Dark) can be used to “travel to any realm”.

…why don’t we use the key for crossover shenanigans???

Danny, too tired to phase back into the house, mixes up his house key and the skeleton key and accidentally steps through the doorway into a Completely Different World and just has to Deal With That with 0 preparation, almost no powers due to how tired he is, and like 2 hours of sleep in the past 4 days.

This leads to a very very tired Danny collapsing into the first bed he finds.

…Who’s bed it is depends on the crossover you want, but just think of the POSSIBILITIES of “finds Danny in their bed” being the first meeting.

Anxieties! Attack!

the crushing guilt of being unproductive vs the exhaustion of being burned out. fight.

"Jason," Steph says into her phone, "I need you to come to the second living room real quick, I need help with my homework,"

"It's a group project, can't you just ask your partner?"

"We need a non-biased third party,"

"Oookay? Yeah, sure, fine. I'll be there in a minute,"

And then Jason hung up on her. Rude.

"How long will it be?" Danny asked, arms still crossed and face guarded.

"A minute, maybe two. Jason was probably in the library, he'll be down soon,"

"He's down now," Jason said, entering the room. His eyes narrowed at the palpable tension in the room, as well as the weird look Steph's friend was giving him. "Whadda'ya need?"

"Ever heard of the anti-ecto acts?" Steph asked, nervously.

"No, the fuck are those?"

"You don't know?" Danny asked, eyes wide. "You really don't know?"

"No. What's wrong?" Jason was starting to get kind of freaked out. The two teenagers were both too visibly stressed for this to be an innocent question.

Steph cringed. "You're probably going to want to sit down,"

Short DPXDC Prompts #825

Stephanie Brown is partnered with her classmate, Danny Fenton, on a research paper for her English Gen Ed. This single assignment lead to a spiral of circumstances that she never would have dreamed of.

DP x DC idea where Danny is already fighting a group of nondescript green ghosts, you know the kind like Walker’s guards, but the JL come to see what’s going on and potentially take care of the problem. But in the frenzy Danny mistakes Martian Manhunter as a ghost and sucks him into the thermos too. Only no one realizes until after the fight, so a few days later they have to track down Phantom and ask him what he did with the ghosts they fought. But he already released them into GZ, so now he’s taking a group of JL members into the GZ to find their lost pal.

Danny: You left me! Alone! I needed you and you weren't there! (Talking about Constantine leaving him to deal with the ghost portal, that fucker)

Constantine: You're a big kid. You handled it. You're not my responsibility. (Danny had it under control, and Constantine does not want to touch Amity park with a ten foot pole)

The Batfam: 🫢

Dp x dc

A classic au where the batfam adopt Danny and they dont know his secret (yet)

Then one day Constatntine come to the mannor to discus something ofthe league, see Danny and is is like

"Brat"

"Jerk"

And start yelling.

No one of the bats know why, but then somone tell as joke: " ha ,maybe Dany is constantine bastard and he is demanding the inhetitance"

The bats grow in silence wirh the realization

you know how it is

Danny is just smiling, so wide, bloody nose and all. And then his face crumpled and he starts to sniff. JLD goes oh shit! You've really done it now! And Billy is worried about his new friend, but Danny just clutches him and wails that he's so happy to have a friend, because everyone else has been so distant and overly polite and no one wants to spar with him and they all HATE him-

JLD realizes oh shit, THEY'VE really done it now.

Word of the Day dpxdc Prompt #20

July 24: Evince

Ghosts, being made of emotions, have little control over how much they show and often lead to those emotions swaying what they do.

So whenever Phantom, a powerful ghost, becomes a member of Justicr League Dark, most members are afraid to tip him off after hearing how emotional ghosts can be. Danny is just wondering why his team members are practically walking on eggshells around him. He didn't do anything, right? Maybe he should ask and apologize because he's starting to feel a bit lonely from the overly polite smiles that put a barrier between him and people he was hoping to be friends with.

The JLD are freaking out more whenever they see how money and upset Phantom has gotten, wondering if they should apologize in case they did something even after how careful they've been.

Crab Day

okay, so here's a new info post from the top.

the problem: tumblr is extremely extremely in debt. the current model is not profitable. this is why they are trying to turn the site into a shit clone of every other social media site, so they can attract new users and their money.

solution: not a ton of people can afford a long-term subscriptions like ad-free. however, many of us CAN afford $3 to inflict crabs on another unsuspecting user. (and those that can't, can still enjoy crabs everywhere)

the idea: in the grand traditions of mishapocalypses and goncharovs and tumblr users' obsession with [random inconsequential thing] Days, we create a fund drive/holiday on July 29th, dubbed Crab Day. buy your friends crabs. buy your enemies crabs. blaze posts. post memes. change ur icon. whatever. actually put your money where your mouth is and show @staff that there actually IS profit motive to listen to the current users about what we want this site to look like. (and yes, that means accessibility features too. we currently have zero leverage to demand these features. let's change that.)

i don't know if this will actually go anywhere. worst case scenario, a few of us have fun, tumblr gets a small amount of money, and nothing changes. best case though, we actually provide incentive to keep our stupid hellsite unique.