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Mcu x Batfam crossover

Bruce Wayne and Tony stark had a very brief love affair when they were twenty. Additionally, Tony ALSO dated Lex Luthor, before Afghanistan.

Jason and Bucky have INTENSE rivalries, but neither of them ackowledge it:

Jason: Barnes is… a decent partner when he helps with cases.

Bucky: Red Hood is… he’s efficient.

Klarion and Loki having tea parties sometimes

EVERYONE in Gotham hates the avengers

Cass and Bucky going to the same group therapist

Peter and Tim wreaking havoc on their respective teams whenever there’s a team up

Kamala khan being immensely overjoyed that stabby robin is brown

Duke stealing Cap’s (either Sam or Steve) shield and painting it neon yellow

Kori and Thor getting along like a house on fire

Bucky killing Joker as part of his amends

I would feel safer with an emergency hand grenade. Bats, thoughts?

They have a Wall of Shame for the Worst Mission Plans™. Among them are:

- Hire a band for mood music

- Build a fake Batburger

- Draw Killer Croc out by flooding the sewers

- End all crime by renaming Crime Alley to Lawful Fun Times Alley

- Do all the drugs so there's nothing left to deal

- Adopt all the criminals and ground them so they can't leave the house and do crime

- Kill everyone

- Give all civilians an emergency hand grenade

- Microdose bullets to build immunity

- Take Gotham and move it somewhere else because there's clearly something in the water

- Dump all the Rogues in Metropolis. They're Superman's problem now

Hm... You may be right. You would be far too terrifying

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Everyone needs one in Gotham, so pretty much everywhere sells them

Hello, you don't seem to be from around here

I am not. Who are you?

He looks very confused,hesitant to eat any of the food the skeletons are offering him, from the kitchens instead of the piles of sacrifices.

"Um... What?"

Danny doesn't have a response except, "who sent me a whole ass child?"

Robin just blinks at him, not sure how to react to this obviously powerful being he was sent to. The cult had heard of this message every sacrifice elicits, and had sent him with a letter. He does not want to show the being the letter. Danny doesn't try to take it from him, not wanting to make him feel any more unsafe than he already does. Once he calms down enough to properly address the kid, he just sits down in front of him.

"Hi. I'm Danny. You wanna tell me who sent you?"

Robin hesitates only a second before saying, "Evil immortal death cult leader who doesn't know how to take no for an answer. He wants to challenge you for the throne." his eyes fall on the letter in his hands, almost more afraid of it than he is of Danny. Eventually though, he hands it over. The contents make Danny sick. Not only is this a challenge for the throne, which is a problem in and of itself, it also specifies that Robin had been sent to become a concubine to the Ghost King, whoever that may be after the challenge.

"Kid... No... This... This won't happen. Cults lose all authority over their sacrifices once they arrive here. I can promise you, you're safe." Robin's shoulders drop in relief. Geez, he's just a kid, maybe seventeen at the oldest. Danny decides to answer the challenge, if only to beat up the person who dared to do this. He is a protector spirit, after all. He'll figure out what to do with the kid once that's done, because unfortunately, sacrifices cannot be returned. He orders the skeletons to prepare an actual bedroom for the kid before disappearing.

The battle doesn't take long.

The creep is smug at first, but he's not prepared for the sheer fury of one Danny Phantom. Within five minutes, he's barely breathing on the floor.

"Remember this next time you decide to mess with a kid."

Then he's back at the Stronghold, knocking on Robin's new bedroom door, trying to figure out what to say to him. He answers immediately, looking anxious and then relieved when he sees that it's Danny and not Ra's.

"Hey kiddo. So, I can't just bring you home since that's not really how sacrifices work, so let's figure out some options, yeah?"

Tim, a younge detective, quickly decides he wants to work for Phantom somehow, preferably in a way that let's him do good for the people. Danny, though, has already mentally adopted him.

And that is how Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne becomes Prince Tim of the Ghost Zone. He's a good prince, always aware of his people's needs, and he loves the unconditional care he gets from Danny. Plus, this gives him the freedom to go anywhere in the Realms, and, well, if he chooses to spend most of his time in Gotham with the bats, that's nobody's business but his own.

DPxDC Prompt #17

There is a room Danny's Keep he set up shortly after defeating Pariah Dark. It became necessary when the broader magical community realized Pariah had be defeated and therefore a new King took his throne. Danny found himself briefly bombarded with waves of attempted summonings.

Which, the summonings themselves, wouldn't have been so bad. Turns out people can't just drag the King of Ghosts to themselves on a whim. Danny has to actively accept a summoning to get pulled to it. And if he just decides "No," the pull and whispers go away. No problem there.

No, the problem is the offerings. And sacrifices. The things that people put in the circle as payment for even attempting to summon him. Like having to put a quarter in the payphone just to listen to it ring and ring and ring as the person on the other end of the call doesn't pick up. Since the summoning magic regarded these things as belonging to Danny even if he rejected the summons, they usually ended up just materializing in front of him if he didn't go to them.

Which, okay. It was funny that time he got to end a fight with Vlad very fast when a whole gold bar materialized and dropped on his head. And the food was nice sometimes when it was late and everywhere was closed and his parents had left samples in the fridge to contaminate everything into animation again. But the goat head dropping from the ceiling onto his desk during on of Lancer's English tests was not appreciated. Even if it did get the test rescheduled and the whole school shut down for a few days to investigate the "potentially satanic activity."

So, yeah, it was a bit of a problem. Fortunately, it was a problem with a relatively simple solution. Danny set up an inbox. With a bit of help from Tucker and Pandora, and a couple tips from Clockwork; all summoning offerings and sacrifices would now go straight to the dedicated room in the Keep.

And! As a special touch, the summoners would also get a chipper, automated voice saying, "The Ghost King you are trying to summon has more important things to do than answer you right now. Please leave a message in the circle with your name, date, location, contact information, and reason for summoning. The Ghost King will get back to you at his earliest convenience." Sam's stupid fancy girl gala voice had been perfect for that little message.

It was the perfect solution. Danny no longer had to deal with randomly materializing offerings putting his secret identity at risk. Pariah's skeletons, who had been antsy for something to do now that they were no longer bent under the thumb of a cruel tyrant, were instructed to take care of all the offerings; making sure everything was always cleaned up and put away. And all Danny had to do was stop by periodically to check in and "Officially respond" -ie, write a fuck off note- to the summoning messages (Clockwork's insistence).

A perfect solution. Up until Danny checked in one day to find the skellies pampering a whole ass boy. No. Not just any boy. Danny recognizes that costume.

"Why is Robin here?"