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Better Halves (and other such falsehoods) by Astereae
Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Batman - All Media Types
28 Jul 2025
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Danny’s looking at him like he’s crazy. His hair’s dried up into a mess of waves, and there’s some tomato seeds on the corner of his mouth. “You just bailed me out of jail. And you think this is a good idea?”
“I don’t have bad ideas, Fenton. And like you’ve just said, I have collateral on you.”
“So you’re blackmailing me into pretending to date you?”
Tim shrugs. “Or you could just sign the NDA.”
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Danny's trying to recover all the shards to an entity's chalice so that it'll stop destroying the zone while tensions rise amongst his subjects- and trying to finish high school.
Tim's juggling his case load, his work as CEO, and does not have time to be embroiled in a sex scandal right now. If that means he has to pretend to date a very suspicious heir to a rival company, then so be it.
It's a mutually beneficial relationship. So what if Tim's becoming a little too intrigued by the illusive, powerful Phantom? So what if Danny can't stand the Justice League for leaving him to deal with all of Amity's problems when he was just 14? That's a superhero thing.
And their fake boyfriend has no clue that they're a superhero.
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- Part 1 of Want (and what it has to do with it)
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Bookmarked by RisingSunset
08 Aug 2025
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A Disclaimer From Your Friendly Neighborhood Oracle:
The following is a transcript of Patrol Communications Audio written by state of the art transcription technology, IRIS (Interpretation of Recorded Intelligence Software). IRIS was created to provide easily searchable records, automatically, and eliminate the need to transcribe each patrol audio log manually. That being said, IRIS is still experimental, and may not always be entirely accurate.
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(01:25) Red Hood: (Mild static) (Out of breath, slurred) You motherfuckers. Put some fuckin-Batman: (Shaking) Red Hood-
Red Hood: Shut up. Put some fucking respect. On my name. Start fucking copying me. I just got thrown fucking. Um. 40 feet. Into a fucking uh. What's it. Ditch. I'm still fucking conscious.
Batman: Red Hood, do not move, we're en route-
Red Hood: What'll I win if I stand up.
Batman: (Loud) Do not stand up.
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- Part 1 of IRIS Logs
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26 Jul 2025
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Little Baby Hood by EmeraldsAndAmethyst
Fandoms: Danny Phantom, DCU (Comics), DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Batman: Wayne Family Adventures (Webcomic)
23 Apr 2025
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Damian brings a cat to the manor. Jason knows that's no cat.
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- Part 15 of DPxDC Fics
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25 Jul 2025
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Tim's never regretted his decision to go to Barbara Gordon when Batman began to fall apart after Robin's death. He does reserve the right to complain when strange men in masks begin to use him as an intermediary for Oracle though.
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- Part 1 of Doubtful Sanity
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11 Apr 2025
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You Looked Back, So I Stayed by chacarron
Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
02 Apr 2025
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He needed Peter.
So he followed him. Quietly. Carefully. Religiously.
He mapped Peter’s class schedule in his head. Memorized his grocery list. Noted the exact way his fingers scratched behind his ear when he was deep in thought, the way he hummed low and off-key when he didn’t think anyone could hear. Tim knew he liked the rain, that he always paused for it. Knew he hated silence — filled it with podcasts, music, half-spoken thoughts, anything to keep it away.
He didn’t expect Peter to notice. He certainly didn’t expect Peter to turn around one night — high above the city, where the air was thinner and the noise finally died down — and look him dead in the eyes.
“You know,” Peter said, one eyebrow raised, “most people would just ask for my number.”
And just like that, the watcher became the watched.
Bookmarked by RisingSunset
08 Apr 2025
