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Batfam Eldritch Horror

AKA "inspired by that one post about Danny being a flerken and living with the Batfam" idea! Except he looks pants-shitting, "oh dear god, what is that" terrifying.

I just love slightly feral animal-like Danny in a... shape. It's not immediately identifiable as a cat or dog, maybe he has a few too many legs that kind of look like a tail at one point? And when he skitters up walls like a particularly small dog-sized tarantula, it's terrifying enough to make seasoned criminals squeal.

Let's imagine Danny had some sort of accident with a portal and was Wizard-of-Oz'd into Gotham, a literal hellmouth of a city with so many curses that it'd make John Constantine start to sweat. And this city also has... weird Ecto. (In my brain, there's a connection between the Lazarus Pit and ectoplasm, like pit waters are the sewers of ectoplasm or something.) It's enough for Danny to still exist but he can't seem to stay human-shaped. It's better than being a Blob Ghost, but not by much. His fur-scales-feathers-skin-something look dark as the midnight sky.

And who should stumble on this weird-looking Thing aside from Damian, secret animal-whisperer and passionate Pokemon collector? Damian, who known what a scared feral animal looks like and who can coax it into his arms? It doesn't matter that Danny has maybe five or six limbs. He can make himself slightly smaller at will (not in a Magical-Girl-Transformation way, mind you. When he changes shape, there's the distinct snap of bones breaking and wet, fleshy sounds of his organs, muscles, ligaments, tendons, everything shifting).

Damian has literally been trained by the League of Assassins under the Demon Head. He's likely seen more people's insides than an ER surgeon; he's killed more than enough people in incredibly grotesque and violent ways to be totally unphased by Danny changing shapes. Maybe he'll actually be sort of touched, a bit pleased, that his new Thing pet would change itself so violently so Damian could hold it.

What would Damian name it? He's outwardly violent and aggressive towards others, but pretty passionate and heartfelt once he cares for someone. Alfred the Cat comes to mind. So maybe Damian takes one look at this supposedly scary Thing and thinks, "It looks like Father."

As in, Dark as Night? A shadow inspiring fear amongst criminals? Spoken about in whispers, sometimes laughed off as a joke but still cautiously reverent, just in case?

Danny's new name is Batman.

Of course, this causes some confusion when Damian comes home to Wayne Manor and says, "Batman and I will retire to my room." In front of Bruce, who naturally and kind-of-correctly assumes his son picked up another animal while on patrol. Bruce had a hard time explaining this to a very concerned Dick, who was holding up a wooden stake and a bible (Dick totally wasn't going to kill Bruce if he turned out to be a vampire but it's always good to be prepared!), after Damian apparently made a wayward comment that "Batman refuses to eat anything besides raw meat."

And Danny is having a great time!! Sure, Damian treats him like a pet, but he gets affectionate pats on the head, incredibly expensive steak, and a soft place to sleep. He awkwardly dragged several blankets from the living room to Damian's room to make a bed in the kid's closet. (Alfred watched from behind the couch as this six-legged hairy-ish catlike Thing determinedly waddled with three blankets in its mouth, occasionally tripping on its own legs. He went back to dusting the crown moulding silently. So, that's why Master Damian requested uncooked sirloin steak twelve times in last few days. Hm.)

So, the Batfam accept there is another Batman in the family. Except they haven't actually seen Danny (aside from Alfred and Damian).

Until Dick needs to talk to Damian and goes into the boy's room. But it's empty?? He could've sworn he heard somebody talking or something in here, but maybe not? He turns to leave and then hears it again: a soft kind of thump coming from Damian's armoire. A shit-eating grin spreads across his face as his Older Brother Instincts kick in. Jason used to hide in closets and try to scare Dick when he was little; Damian, despite being a child soldier and trained assassin, was still a little kid at heart, right? The kid's clearly hiding from Dick to scare him or something.

(Damian was in the Batcave, studiously typing "Google, what non-Earth animals reside in Gotham, please?" into the Batcomputer. I like to think that Damian uses the internet like a 85-year old man who thinks a Google employee personally replies to each question.)

So, Dick creeps forward and abruptly slams open the armoire doors!! Only to let out an unholy shriek of terror as Danny, who was taking a nap, frantically skitters out of the closet looking like a Frankenstein cat-dog with bat wings. He crawls under Damian's bed as Dick scrambles into the hallway.

The cat-dog-Thing is out of the bag now. Damian looks utterly deadpan as he explains that Batman is his pet and not to concern themselves with it; Bruce, Tim, Jason, and a white-faced Dick disagreed. They need to see it to make sure the Thing won't harm anybody, especially considering it's fucking living with them!! How do they know it won't try to eat them in their sleep??

"Batman does not eat raw human meat, Todd. Why are you concerned now? It has resided with us for two months now."

"Two months?" Dick nearly faints (again).

"Yes, Batman is very well-behaved, Master Dick." Alfred, who's been feeding Danny for the last two months and has seen all the little quirks the Thing has, offers a consoling half-smile.

Ultimately, the Batfam decide to keep Batman in exchange for scary dog privileges. They'll have to think of another name for Danny considering having two Batmans in Gotham would be pretty confusing (especially if one of them decided they did, in fact, like raw human flesh).

thinking of a peter parker in gotham au where he gets surprise adopted by jason because jason couldn't bear seeing this kid on the streets so often

I came across the AU idea that Dick Grayson is Richard Parker, and thus, Peter Parker's biological father. There are a few fics where Peter dimension travels to the DC universe and gets to meet his dead father. It is a fun idea, but I have different one.

AU where Peter dimension travels to the DC universe, and the batfam realizes that he is Dick's son, but rather than think he is from another universe, they all come to the conclusion that he is from the future.

It makes sense, after all, the rules of time travel basically boil down to 'don't change anything.' So when Peter is avoiding them and "pretending" not to know them, they just think he is following the rules. (He isn't even really avoiding them, he just has no idea who they are.)

You know how once you have an idea in your head, it take a lot of convince you that your wrong? Same idea here, they are so convinced of their idea that all new info ends up making them surer. Confirmation bias.

So Peter is trying to find a way home while the batfam tries to subtly help him without getting involved in time travel. Hijinks ensue.

Peter once mentions his love of photography and how he used to take pictures of heroes for a newspaper. Everyone looks at Tim and thinks, 'Gee I wonder where he picked up that hobby.'

At one point Peter pulls an assassin move, and Damian is like, 'I taught him that for sure.' (In reality Peter just trained with Natasha and Bucky before.)

When dealing with some issue Peter says something like, "I know a guy with some green angry problems and he taught me a lot about staying calm when mad." Everyone looks at Jason??? (He just picked up some meditation advice from Bruce Banner)

At some point he goes to the manor and everyone is like, 'Hah! More proof! He knows his way around the building!' He doesn't know his way around, his spider sense just lead him to where people are and kept him from getting lost.

He mentions Black Cat once, and everyone comes to the "totally logical" conclusion that Catwoman had a daughter, and that Peter and Felicia also have a weird almost dating thing going on.

Peter has been forced to go to some fancy events with Tony before so he knows how to act at rich people galas, which of course just adds fuel to the time travel theory.

Peter keeps accidentally referencing things that don't exist/didn't happen. Everyone just assumes these things didn't happen/don't exist yet.

The safety on his gun was turned back on with an inaudible click as Jason let the tension leak out of his body.

It wasn't often that someone broke into one of his safe houses, especially one that he hadn't used in a while, so seeing as some of his silent alarms went off he raced over ready to put a bullet in some wannabe robber or maybe a goon sent by another crime lord trying to start something.

Instead he found a prime bat adoption bait sitting in the living room floor, bare stomach pressed to the side of a ginormous egg. It didn't look like any egg hed ever seen either with midnight blue fuzz covering the whole thing. "Hey kid."

The kids head whipped around, startled by a strangers voice. "Who are you?" He asked incredulously, hugging the monster egg closer to himself, "How did you get in here? This place has some serious security."

Jason gave a short laugh, "Yeah, I know. I'm the one who put it there." He watched with mild amusement as the color drained from the kids face.

"You're the apartment owner? I thought he was supposed to be some big scary crime lord!"

"I'm not scary to you?" It wasn't uncommon for people to be intimidated by him. He was, as Steph put it, 'built like a fridge'.

The adoption bait stared into his eyes for a few torturously long seconds before simply saying, "No."

Huh.

"So, whats up with the egg?" He asked, trying to change the subject.

"Thats my line, Todd." A voice said from across the room. Both him and the little intruder snapped there attention to the window where Robin was perched. Jason fought back the urge to chastise the little bat for using his real name seeing as he was out of costume at the moment. After all he was here as Jason Todd, normalish civilian man who came to see why his house was broken into, not Red Hood. Jason almost wished with was some goon working for a big bad even if it would have meant his secret identity was busted, he would have been at least dealing with that instead of Damians inevitable animal custody battle with the kid. Speaking of which.

"Hey kid, whats your name?"

"Danny Fenton." The kid-Danny, tilted his head. "I think."

Robin raised an eyebrow, causing his mask to sift with it, "You think?"

Danny nodded, "Yeah. Got blasted with something a few weeks ago and I don't remember much before that." His grip on the egg had loosened a bit and Robin chose this as he time to strike. Bird boy tried to lift the egg up out of the intruders impromptu blanket nest, but seemed to have misjudged the weight of the egg that was as big as both children's torsos and Danny was swift to take back his egg.

"What do you think you're doing?! Thats mine!" Egg dad hissed.

"Tt. I will be better able to care for the creature. You should just hand it over now. Do you even know whats in there?"

"No! Neither do you!"

Jason knew Robin couldn't refute that so he chose now to step in, "Where did that thing even come from?

He watched as Dannys scowl turned into a beaming smile as he told them about how he was hiding behind a dumpster for warmth when this egg just fell out of the sky and with quick thinking, managed to catch it with a bed of ruined pillows from a recent villian attack. "So you can't take my dragon egg away. I'm the only reason it didn't become a failed street omelet." Danny held his hands on his hips while giving Robin a smug look.

Before the demon brat could say anything or, more likely, try to wipe that smirk off the other kids face, a new person swooped in through the window. "You think its a dragon egg?"

The kid seemed unbothered by the Batman questioning him and just replied with, "Yeah! Look how big it is! Its gotta be a dragon!"

Bruce looked like he was about to have an aneurysm, "You found a large egg of an unknown, potentially supernatural creature and decided to incubate it?"

"Yeah!"

Jason decided he liked this kid.

Thought bubble I just had (more like a while ago but what’re).

BUT!

For all the fics I’ve read and headcanons I’ve seen it Peter Parker being sent to the DC Universe I’ve never seen one where he’s kid age. Like there’s Leap of Faith by @erinwantstowrite (fire fic) where Peter is young but I’m talking about younger. I talking like 4-7 years old young.

This is how I imagine it to go as a starter:

Peter gets transported to DC Universe for whatever means. However, being transported from his world to a near parallel world where everything is almost the same with both major and minor difference (a billionaire orphan that becomes a hero, someone from War era that is lives in the present, a team of heroes that work together to save the world, etc.) has a huge strain on Peter. Some entity, maybe one of the Spider totems, in an attempt to keep Peter alive makes it where at the expensive of living he becomes younger.

So a young Peter Parker, say 4 years old, is wandering around Gotham both scared and lost because the last thing he remembers is being told his parents won’t be coming home. Now he’s in some spooky city, it’s dark and all kinds of people he passes or they pass him give him the unnerving sensation that they can hurt him. That they will if he lingers for a second too long.

Despite the sun being covered by thick clouds Peter knows it becomes night with how much louder the strange city becomes. The noise is overwhelming, on the edge of hurting his ears but even covering them with his hands do nothing but a light muffle. Still the young boy continues on, hoping to find a police station because that’s where his Uncle Ben works and surely on of Uncle Ben’s coworkers can help him.

Yet Peter soon comes into trouble by a couple of scary man. Crooked teeth and uneven teeth stained yellow, crazed eyes that hold the slightest of consciousness and thick arms that promises hurt. Three of them appear from the alley Peter was shuffling b, attempting to be quiet because his hair raised when nearing the alley opening.

One of them grips Peter by his upper arm, dragging the boy into the alleyway away from eyes that could rescue him. He struggles but the grip is too tight.

They cuss at him, throw slurs and insult with heavy accents and improper grammar. Peter doesn’t judge, his Aunt and Uncle always try to teach him that not everyone is fortunate to have good education like him. Still, the boy is panicking as they push him to the wall throwing commands at him.

“T’is here go’a be send to Rick d’wn t’ere,” one commands shoving some package into Peter’s hands. It’s something illegal, that much is obvious but what it may be is unknown.

Another starts throwing threats at Peter, promises of hurt and pain should he not complete the task while giving promises of a reward should he return with the money for the package. All the while Peter is trying to be brave, like his Aunt and Uncle taught him to be, because panicking will just anger the men. He’s unscathed now, maybe a bruise where the first gripped him but all bodily functions working.

He could try running. They’re sending him out so they won’t follow. Peter only needs to follow their instructions halfway, dump whatever was shoved into his hands and leave. Find a police station or a women with kids. A goth or punk can work too!

Although before the men could move to allow Peter to leave a thud is heard at the alley’s entrance. All three men pull guns out and the sight of them has Peter whimpering instinctually.

“Hazing kids now are we?” The person muses lightly. Their entire front is obscured, a singular lamppost positioned behind them leaving Peter to only see the red of their jacket. “Dangerous work there in these parts.”

“Kid volunteered,” gruffes the man furthest form Peter at the front of the pack. “Look’g to score some money. Ain’t not’in wro’g wit’ helping, aye Hood?”

The man, Hood, hummus thoughtfully. Peter wants to call out their lie but his tongue is tied.

“Yeah I ain’t believin’ that for a sec.”

Hood shoot the men. Peter drops to the ground shaking and crying, eyes shut and hand protectively over his head as fighting ensues around him. Everything feels wrong and something is screaming at Peter to leave while everyone is distracted yet he physically cannot move.

Fighting an internal battle to move or not Peter misses how silent everything has gotten until a voice calls from ahead.

Hood, gentle and soft unlike before a calling to Peter. A promise of safety and reassurance that no harm will come to him. The boy hesitated before looking up, finding the man standing lonesome and the three other men unconscious on the group.

Again Hood calls and this time Peter responds. Good, something says, he is safe. And when the man promises to bring Peter somewhere safe the boy barely hesitates before getting up and reaching the man.

That’s all I’ve got but I would have it where Jason, once’s seeing Peter up close, recognizes some features. He holds onto Peter for a while once learning the boy doesn’t have family nearby where he gets all close and shit before realizing why the boy seems so familiar and has to figure out how to tell Dick if he’s got a kid.

Also Peter would have memories of his older self but they’d be like things that would happen at random times. He’d walk into a room where there’s a complicated math equation and figure it out with ease ‘cause he did that in senior year of high school! And of course he’d keep his spider powers, they’d just show at the most random time and leave the Batfam flabbergasted cause how can such a tiny body had that much strength and WHAT YOU MEAN HES SLEEPING ON THE CEILING!?!??

I just had the brain spark idea for ANGST with Peter in Gotham with Jason as Uncle Ben. What if it is when he is still mad with anger from the Lazaraus Puts, and Peter's first meeting with him is when he is in the middle of one of his homicidal rages?

Like, Jason is back with the Batfam, and he is on the good guy side, but it's before he has reached a balance on his anger, and he still struggles to control the pit madness. And the first time Peter sees him and recognizes his face, Jason is momentarily going crazy?

Ooooo wait this is such a good idea!!

Imagine Peter, whose uncle has only been dead for 2-3 years at this point, seeing a man who has his uncles face repeatedly punching an unconscious man? The city's vigilantes are trying to pry him off, distract him from turning that poor guys face into a mushy pool of broken bones and blood.

Some are trying to comfort him, for some reason, while others say... less than polite things. The blue one electrocutes him, his not-uncle, successfully, which only serves to move his focus from the bloodied body to the vigilante. Which, well, was the point, but it feels wrong seeing his not-uncle be electrocuted repeatedly and beaten with a bo staff.

Batman even shows up to restrain him, his uncle had always been larger than life, in the metaphorical and physical sense. Peter's uncle was a gentle man, and the only time he ever used his size was when he was out on duty, to save people's lives.

His eyes glowed a neon green, and his weirdly youthful face was framed by premature white hair. His nose was busted and bleeding, staining his teeth. It made Peter nauseous. The last time his uncle had been covered in blood, he...

"Stop it! What are you doing to him?!" Peter screamed, finally finding the strength to leave his hiding spot behind a dumpster.

He stared. What else could he do?

He hadn't been in this universe long, hadn't found any signs of the Parkers ever even existing here. How could he be so stupid? Of course they could've existed with different names— his dad and uncle had been adopted. They probably have completely different families and last names because Peter... doesn't exist here. They're alive because Peter doesn't exist here.

The blue one, Nightwing, stepped forward. "Hey, this is no place for a kid, alright? We've got this handled." He took the tone Peter often took with scared civilians as Spider-man.

"No, you're— you're hurting him! Stop it!" Peter moved to get closer to his uncle, but was held back gently by Nightwing.

"Get the kid out of here, now!" Batman snapped, struggling to hold down his uncle.

Short DP X DC Prompts #15

Robin (whichever one of your choice) is platonically soulbound to Danny. When Danny gets electrified they instantly crumble to the ground wracked in blinding pain. It is known that soulbound only feel pain to this degree when their fellow soulbound dies… So why can Robin still feel the soulbound connection? 

FRIENDS.

Today.

I have righted a great wrong.

And.

In doing so.

I have uncovered…

A GREAT LIE.

To explain.

Whilst I was working on a personal project, I noticed something…INTERESTING about Teen Titans #29.

Aka, Titans Tower.

AKA, That One Time Jason Todd Did This:

SO.

There was a panel with a…PECULIAR coloring “mistake.”

As you can see, IT SEEMS AS THOUGH Jason’s extended leg is colored in a FLESH TONE vs the MUSTARD YELLOW of his tights.

CURIOUS.

Curious indeed.

BUT! I let it go. Perhaps it was just my monitor. Or a simple coloring error.

AND THEN…

WHY, WHAT’S THAT RIGHT THERE???

IN THAT TINY PATCH OF EASILY MISSABLE LEG???

A TINY PATCH OF FLESH TONED LEG.

So small as to be easily missable if one were to, say, RECOLOR JASON’S LEGS SO THAT HE WERE WEARING TIGHTS.

GUYS.

GUYS.

DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS??????

JASON TODD ORIGINALLY CONFRONTED TIM DRAKE AT TITANS TOWER IN THE PANTIES!

It was only AFTER THEY HAD COLORED THE ISSUE that the tights were added in.

DC Comics…you were good.

You ALMOST got away with it.

But I was BETTER.

I'm in a silly goofy mood so screw it, let's make younger brother Danny ideas for all the batbros. Heck! I might even do some of the other batfam members. We'll see. I'll make them all separate posts with one lighthearted and one angsty scenario similar to the Damian post.

Anyway with the set up out of the way let's take care of Dick first!

Jason Tim Damian Cass

Lighthearted

Around the time Danny is born, Haly's Circus is experiencing hard times. Because of this, Mary and John give him up for adoption in hopes of him experiencing a better life. Danny grows up to be super athletic and flexible. He also looks like the carbon copy of Dick. When Danny's class takes a field trip to Gotham, a batfam member spots him and believes he's a clone. Cue the batfam scrambling to figure out this clone's origin and purpose. Danny for his part, is absolutely confused why the Wayne's have such an interest in him until Tucker points out he fits the Wayne adoption bill. This results in him panicking and when Dick approaches him the next day he yells 'I've already been adopted once so no thanks!' and runs away. This peaks Dick's curiosity so he does something none of the other family members considered to do. He does his research. After a while of digging he finds out Danny was adopted in xyz place around xyz date that matches with the time his parents put his little brother up for adoption. Could it be?

Angsty

Danny is reborn as the youngest son of the flying graysons. The night their parents died Danny was in one of the trailers and not watching the performance. Therefore when everything went down, while Dick was being comforted by Bruce, the talons were able to kidnap him without anyone knowing. He is trained as the most prized talon of the court of owls. Eventually Batman proves to be a pain in the court's side so Danny is sent to take care of him. Batman doesn't want to admit it but he's having a lot of trouble with this particular assassin so he calls in Nightwing to help. Together, they manage to knock off the talon's mask. Dick sees his precious little brother's face that was once so full of life now devoid of all emotion and that makes him hesitate. This gives Danny enough time to make a tactical retreat. When Bruce finds out why Dick hesitated, he tries to bench him. The former Robin is having none of that though. He's getting his brother back.