I finally made it! Jason Todd adopts Danny phantom

Jason Todd was done being the family disappointment. Every mistake, every failure, every shadow in Gotham somehow landed on his shoulders. He had tried-God, he had tried-to make amends, to be better, to be seen. But in the Wayne household, he was always the one blamed, always the one expected to fall. After one final explosive argument, Jason made a promise: he would leave Gotham and never return. Not for Bruce. Not for the family that never believed in him. Only the Outlaws would know how to reach him. The rest could keep pretending he was still lurking in Crime Alley, too loyal-or too broken-to ever walk away. They were wrong. Within a week, Jason vanished without a trace. His journey took him far from Gotham's shadows to the quiet streets of Amity Park, a place he hadn't meant to stay... until he met her. Jazz Fenton was brilliant, compassionate, and carrying her own scars. She wasn't intimidated by his past or blinded by his reputation. She saw him-really saw him-and Jason fell harder than he ever expected. In her, he found peace. In Amity Park, he found a home. And while Gotham searched for a ghost they assumed was still theirs, Jason built a life they never imagined he could have... and one he would protect at any cost.

"I...thought you were dead. I couldn't bear it, so I took you home where I discovered you were barely alive. What happened that night Daniel? Why were your parents trying to kill you, even in human form?" Danny stared up in the glistening red eyes. ((Danny and Vlad FatherxSon pairing!))

Jason was just feeling okay. He no longer felt like bashing someone's skull in just because they annoyed him just a little too long. Then he found a kid with glowing green eyes that was freezing to the touch. Honestly, he didn't know what he was doing when he took them in. But God be damned if anyone thinks they're just going to take his baby and not see the end of a glowing hot gun barrel. (This is being copied over from my ao3 account, hope you enjoy it!)

Danny wasn't a Fenton. He wasn't their original child, in fact, he was their nephew. A nephew they lied to. They thought they were helping him, but all it did was cause him to resent them. Cause him to run away. He needed to fix this mistake he unknowingly made. Dick wasn't a Wayne, but he liked pretending to be. It felt better than remembering that he was abandoned by someone he thought he could trust. Someone he thought would never leave his side. Someone who wasn't there for their deaths. Yet, they couldn't stay away from each other for too long. After all, they were two halves of the same whole.