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Thinking of making a DPxDC Twitter AU, but I have several projects, over half a dozen asks in my inbox, multiple unfinished works, and I'm struggling with formatting, god gave me ideas but not enough to execute them.

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Perfect Disaster

Dick loved Jazz. He really did. She was incredible—strong, smart, funny, and probably the only person on Earth who could keep up with him in a spar without wanting to throttle him. She got his jokes, finished his sentences, and punched him in the arm whenever he got too smug.

They were supposed to be perfect for each other.

So why was he in love with Dan?

Why had his wedding day been filled with flashes of ice-blue eyes and a voice that always sounded just a little too unimpressed?

Why did his stomach drop every time he thought about Dan looking at him with something almost like affection, only to turn away like it had never been there?

It was driving him insane.

And Jazz—God, poor Jazz. She was so good, so devoted, so present, and Dick? Dick was the worst husband alive.

He’d caught himself zoning out during dinner last week, staring at his fork like it was the most interesting thing in the world, because Jazz had mentioned something in passing, and his brain had gone straight to how Dan would never say something like that. Dan doesn’t talk that much. Dan doesn’t talk at all unless he had to.

Jazz deserved better. She deserved someone who wasn’t actively fantasizing about her brother at the worst possible moments.

And worst of all?

She had no idea.

He was a such horrible person

Jazz was losing her mind.

She was in love with her husband. She knew she was. Dick was amazing—bright and loud and brilliant, always moving, always there. He made her laugh, he made her feel seen, he made life fun.

So why was Jason the one she thought about late at night?

Why was it his voice that echoed in her head when she had a bad day? Why did she find herself catching her breath when he smiled, when he laughed, when he looked at her like she was something worth knowing?

It was awful. It was disgusting. It was—

It was fine. She’d bury it. She’d ignore it.

Dick loved her. She loved Dick. Everything was fine.

Except…

Except Dick had been distracted lately. Not in the normal “up all night on patrol” way. No, this was different.

He was off.

He’d started spacing out in the middle of conversations, looking guilty when she caught him. He’d smile too wide, laugh too loud, cover up whatever he was thinking with that performance of his, but Jazz knew him too well.

Something was wrong.

She wanted to ask, but she didn’t. Because if she asked, maybe he’d ask back. Maybe he’d say why are you acting weird too? Why do you freeze when Jason calls? Why do you look at him like—

No. No, she wasn’t going to think about that.

Everything was fine.

Things got worse.

Dick started overcompensating.

Big romantic gestures, flowers, expensive dinners, soft kisses on her forehead, murmured I love yous like he was trying to convince himself they were real.

Jazz responded in kind.

Lingering touches, doting smiles, playing the role of the perfect wife because God help her, she was going to make this work.

And in their desperate attempts to fix a problem neither of them had named, they didn’t notice what was happening right in front of them.

Didn’t notice the way Dick’s eyes always strayed when Dan was in the room, how his voice softened just slightly when they spoke.

Didn’t notice the way Jazz’s breath hitched when Jason laughed, how she leaned in just a little too much when he talked to her.

Didn’t notice that they were both drowning, clinging to each other in a sinking ship, hoping that if they just held on tight enough, they wouldn’t go under.

And it was only a matter of time before the whole thing collapsed.

It all came crashing down over brunch.

Dick had been jittery all morning, bouncing his leg under the table, stirring his coffee five times before taking a sip. Jazz had been the same, shoveling food into her mouth like it might stop her from blurting out something catastrophic.

They were a mess. A mutual, collective disaster.

And then—

"Jazz, I—"

"Dick, I—"

They both stopped, blinking at each other. Jazz swallowed, setting her fork down.

"You first," she said, voice tight.

Dick inhaled sharply. This was it. This was the moment he ruined everything.

"I'm—" He scrubbed a hand through his hair, bracing himself for impact. "I'm in love with someone else."

Silence.

A long, heavy, horrifying silence.

And then—

"Oh thank God," Jazz blurted out, nearly knocking her coffee over.

Dick blinked. "What?"

"I'm in love with someone else too," she said, her shoulders sagging like someone had finally lifted a hundred-pound weight off her back. "Oh my God, Dick, I thought I was the worst person alive, I was so scared to tell you—"

"You were scared?" Dick let out a laugh, giddy with relief. "Jazz, I have been dying inside for months. I was ready to take this to my grave!"

"Me too! I literally almost repressed myself into a coma!"

"Jesus Christ," Dick groaned, pressing his forehead to the table. "I thought I was going to break your heart."

"I thought I was going to break yours!"

They both sat there, laughing, light-headed, free.

A moment passed before Jazz smirked, leaning forward. "So. Who is it?"

Dick hesitated. And then, because there was no point in lying anymore—

"Dan."

Jazz's smirk vanished. Her eyes widened. "Wait—my Dan?"

"Uh." Dick winced. "Yeah?"

She blinked. Then blinked again. Then—

"Oh my God."

"What?"

"Oh my God, how could we not see it before?" she muttered, rubbing her temples.

Dick frowned. "Wait. See what? What does that mean?"

Jazz took a deep breath, and then—

"I'm in love with Jason."

It took a second for that to register.

Then—

"MY Jason?!"

Jazz shrugged, unapologetic. "Apparently."

Dick gawked at her. "No way."

"Yes Way."

"Oh my God."

"Right?!"

For a long, long moment, they just stared at each other.

And then—

They started laughing.

Deep, gut-wrenching, gasping-for-air laughing. The kind that hurt. The kind that felt like they were unraveling years of tension in one go.

"How did we not notice?" Jazz wheezed, wiping tears from her eyes.

"I have no idea!" Dick gasped. "I was so busy feeling guilty, I didn’t even think to ask why you kept getting all weird around Jason!"

"And I was so caught up in my own disaster," Jazz snorted, "I didn’t even see you staring at Dan like he personally invented the concept of breathing!"

They both dissolved into laughter again, until finally, finally, the weight of the past few months lifted completely.

Jazz leaned back in her chair, still chuckling. "So. What do we do now?"

Dick hummed, stretching his arms behind his head. "Well. We could get a divorce."

"Obviously."

"And then we could—y'know. Maybe—try something else?"

Jazz smirked. "Are you asking me if we should ask each other's brothers out?"

Dick grinned. "I mean. I feel like we kinda have to at this point."

Jazz snorted. "God, we are such disasters."

"Yeah," Dick agreed, still grinning.

They clinked their coffee mugs together like it was a toast and for the first time in a while didnt feel the overwhelming weight of lying to your patner.

Somewhat Inspired by EDA's beautiful art, Thank you, @demonic0angel , for being so ridiculously creative and talented that I can’t even sit back and enjoy your work in peace.

No, instead, you had to go and make me feel creative too, and now I have the unbearable urge to post things. I hope you’re proud of yourself.

DPXDP prompt

I haven't seen many fics/ prompts where Danny inherits Dlav co, unless everyone he knows is dead or it's never mentioned.

<I'll be honest it's more of a story outline that i might never use so i decided to see what others would do with it, i would have liked it to be a dead slient ship, but it should work with any of the characters>

<So let me set the stage>

Amity Park gets dragged into the infinite realm, not when Danny is 15 but when he is 17 to 19 like just before college. Vald is completely ended by Pariah Dark or Fright Knight <it doesn't matter as long as he's dead😋> pretty early into the battle, and Danny goes on to defeat them/him in single combat and becomes king of the infinite realms the usual in these fic. After the battle and the return to Earth, someone finds Vald's body(turned back human after his death), and he's buried, leaving everything to Danny.

Danny, being who he is, is reluctant to take over the sketchy company, but with a push from his friend and Jazz, he does making Tucker his head R&D and Sam his co-ceo after buying up some stock after the public learned of Vald's death and that the company was going to his underage(17) godson leading the investor to sell there shares.

Ok, this is we're ideas I saw from other prompts come in.

For one, this does not have to be a reveal gone wrong, but I don't want it to be fine either. Their relationship is stained at best, and no contact worst. <it could be worse, just not my cup of tea.>

Hey, look!! This is where the batfam comes in for one Spirit co.(formally Dlav co.) Is a big hit as a million dollar eco-friendly company working powerful renewable energy(ecto energy)and meeting Tim at a gala hosted by the Wayne's for a fundraiser, and they hit it off and become fast friends has young Ceos and there coffee addiction, they're about the same age give or take a few months. <maybe more, I'm more partial to Danny/Cass because we need more of them>

Bruce, being the suspicious person he is, is suspicious of this company that had less than ideal origins and given the fact that there have never been a successful brake in <Yes!! Danny uses ghosts with the obsession to keep things safe> the company that set up shop in Gothem. He wants to investigate but can't get his children to help because they have gotten too close to Danny and co. <yes, including Jason>

<i have decided to give Danny(Kendrick Lemar)levels of hatred for Vald. That is to say that there is not a single cell, not a single atom in his body that does not hate that man and that is the reason that Dani/Ellie is unstable and is the reason she is certainly destabilizing, her DNA is fighting against itself and she is falling apart, this should takes place a months or a year into the relationship(trio,batfam or other DC characters...)>

<That is as far as I got with this, so good luck and have fun with this🫡>

This becomes even more ridiculous if you want to ship Dan with Dick

DP x DC Soulmate au: “Cupid marks” are on people who lack their own soulmate mark, but this allows them to see the marks of others (even if hidden) and unite the unknowing pair.

Danny had a Cupid mark, it came about when everyone normally received their very own soulmate mark or for even more folks, got “nothing” aka invisible marks. Jazz was under the impression that she lacked a soulmate mark… Danny could tell that wasn’t the case but his science minded sister preferred it this way. And because Jazz deemed soulmate marks baseless fantasy, she never really tried to get Danny to reveal his own. She figured if he wanted to share it, he would’ve.

Danny isn’t a natural match maker per se, but that’s because he prefers the platonic route. The long con. Get em together, make em friendly and then only when sparks begin to fly tell them the truth. Hes still waiting for Sam and Tucker to realize and hit stage three. Hes pretty sure thats what makes them the best couple (and also his best friends).

But Danny moves off for college and suddenly it’s a big talk of every party he goes to that he’s a Cupid. He’d been trying to not get discovered for being a half a but honestly… maybe that would have been preferred. Now he can’t show up on campus with out couples showing up and demanding he tell them if they’re actually soulmates.

Getting a job and getting out of town helped but Danny’s a friendly enough guy, and his smarts get him pretty far in the industry alone… he never really loses his reputation as a Cupid but as he gets older a lot of people stop asking. (They’re afraid to be wrong, They stopped believing, etc…) Next thing he knows, he’s at a corporate event trying to get a free cocktail with his little mini rich person snacks (sam taught him enough French to pronounce them correctly at these things but he’ll if he’s gunna)- and his boss’s boss’s boss’s boss’s bodyguard comes flying through the window stopping a plot to assassinate his bos- CEO. The guy is huge and glass goes flying everywhere but Danny can’t help but notice a familiar shape on him. One Danny saw pretty much daily until he was 16 and his sister moved away for college.

Danny eventually gets his drink order called out but the CEO walks right over and takes it. He takes a big gulp and Danny thinks it’s like the guy is pretending to act scared- but Danny tries to put the weird acting choices out of his mind.

The CEO is the same age as him, Danny thinks, and next thing Tim Drake says is “sorry, I guess I owe you a drink.”

“Any chance your body guard wants to be the one to deliver it?” Danny doesn’t care about the implications but then the bodyguard is letting out a groan as the CEO snickers.

“I told you that the fit was Bi-conic Jayce”

“Oh wait, sorry, I just wanted to say that your soulmate mark-“ Danny starts and the two suddenly look at him with all mirth drained away from their very hawk like eyes.

“I don’t have one.”

“Uh here’s the thing, you do. And uh I know who it matches.” Danny throws it back in his face with an eye roll, why did his brother in law have to be an asshole?

“What does it look like?” The CEO asks, more curious now than alarmed. Something in his tired eyes still looks a little unhinged though.

“Like the front cover for a Vintage Frankenstein novel, his other half is a scientist and what- have you like died or something or is that just your sense of humor?” Danny tries to make light of it, but it really is a very bleak soulmate mark.

“Fuck you.” Is all the big guy says before walking away.

“Look why don’t we exchange information and try this again after-“ Tim tries to amend.

“Nope. No dice. He can fuck right off and never meet her, he’s totally not worthy.”

“Dude. Just tell me, I can find her and see the mark myself and then maybe-“

“Dude, No. not happening.”

And then, Danny leaves the party. He can tell he’s being trailed but… a little invisibility helps that.

Eventually he can’t go anywhere without hiding or using his powers but honestly, fuck those rich assholes. He can tell that they’ve caught on to him having powers because they’re getting better and better at trailing him. Tim Drake keeps sending fruit baskets and other novelties to his house to try and win him over (and honestly the well thought out notes are cute even if they’re for the wrong cause), but the problem starts once Jazz comes into town for a visit.

See, Tim Drake is also a Cupid, and the second he sees her leaving Danny’s apartment, a new game is on because of course he’s going to recognize it. And Danny might suspect this about Tim but right now he’s on damage control as basically a family with unlimited wealth has realized who Jazz is to this guy.

Here’s the thing- Jazz is in town to hang with Danny and, er, well, maybe make a deal with the Red Hood. She has good intentions for research but then suddenly they hit it off and…

Danny is trying to keep his identity as Phantom secret (and failing), trying to keep his sister from working with a criminal with “fascinating research data to contribute” or meet her supposed “soulmate” (if the universe could be trusted), trying not to uncover the Bats identities (they keep showing up dammit), and trying not to fall in love with Tim Drake.

It’s enough slices.