crowswithize

[crowswithize]

I blame the discord. ART stealing Murderbot’s hoodie.

[crowswithize]

As celebration for my unbanning, here is some pixel art of Danny Phantom!

[crowswithize]

I'M BACK!

After some long months and at least three appeals, my account was finally given back to me! OH THIS IS SO GOOD.

Hello to my followers that completely forgot about this account and saw little importance to my plight, glad to be back on tumblr! Oh I can do phic phight now! I can share on Tumblr again!

[crowswithize]

IT’S A WONDERFUL LIFE (1946) • JIMMY STEWART as George Bailey and LIONEL BARRYMORE as Mr. Potter

[crowswithize]

[crowswithize]

*post reveal *

Receptionist: *talking to head nurse* Danny Fenton just called in. He says he's going to drop by in a few minutes.

Nurse: *freezes * Danny Fenton as in Danny Phantom?

Receptionist: Yeah. Why?

Nurse: Did he mention that his sister was forcing him to come?

Receptionist: No, but he did sound kinda winded and tired.

Nurse: *yelling* CODE SEE THROUGH, SOMEONE FIND MY ASS A CRASH CART AND GET THE FAR FROZEN ON THE LINE. NOW.

[crowswithize]

it angy!!!

[crowswithize]

THERE WILL COME A SOLDIER WHO CARRIES A MIGHTY SWORD HE WILL TEAR YOUR CITY DOWN OLEIIIIII OLAIIIIIII OLEIIIII OH LORD

[crowswithize]

I miss you all the time

[crowswithize]

Half-dead boy decides hunting animals is better than therapy.

@stealingyourbones @izzy-writesthings @numinous-scribe @gremlin-bot

Writers!! Describe your current WIP(s) in the most boring way possible. I want to see this skdjfkdfhk

[crowswithize]

My guy I loved your Constantine fic! I read it a while ago through my hunt for anything Dp x Dc related. I've always meant to go back and read through your other fics when I had the time. I'm so glad to see you have others!!

My immediate thought when you said my Constantine one was: “Which one?” I gotta assume your talking about the most recent one I did for crossover week and then immediately fell off the edge for lol.

PS: If you wanna see the other one, it’s on AO3 under EyesOfCrows. Name is Beach Day Demons :)

My whole schtick in this phandom has always been crossovers my guy. Slowed down recently but it’s always cooler go back and see people enjoying my work. If I had half the drive I had back when I was like 14 (I’d written 2 full Danny Phantom stories, albeit horribly) then I would share much more of what I have, but I am content with what I present now: oneshots and xover ideas.

And thanks for looking into my other DP x DC fics too! I think about the ones I did during Dannymay last year because those are my most popular. There’s more scattered on my page but I reblog so much that they’re lost even to me until some poor souls manages to reblog it, show it up in my notifications, and remind me I did such a thing. The only thing that’s somewhat put together is that Dannymay one.

To be honest, I think of your SCP x DP thing going on is 1000x more interesting because of how unique it is! I’ve seen my fair share of DP x DC and barely any thing relating to my favorite fictional document website. You’ve got some very interesting thoughts going on in there other than: “What if this DC hero/villain met the utter power baby that is Danny? I think it’d be funny.” (Admittedly, it is funny to me. I write so much for a reason lmao.)

Anyway, there’s the links if you want to go lurking around on my page. I’m definitely going to go do same on yours so no shame. If you want to find more, go dumpster diving through my writing as much as your raccoon heart desires _(┐「ε:)_

[crowswithize]

I always love the idea of Danny just, sensing death off Jason Todd because it makes some sort of sense. Like Danny going, “You! You’ve got ectoplasm in your eyes!”

And I know it’s because of the popular idea that the Lazarus Pit is just one giant pool of ectoplasm but what if it really is just the stench of death?

Cuz if that’s the care then, oh boy, will he be plugging his nose going into Wayne Manor.

Bruce? Almost always on the brink of death. Reapers even said he kept escaping them. In Batman Endgame (spoilers for those who haven’t read) he dies in the end but due to comic book logic he is completed healed, albeit at the cost of his memories.

Damian died during Batman Incorporated! Luckily revived by a Chaos Shard from Darkseid. (Of course, not without a road trip of his body continuously getting stolen and a small crossover with Frankenstein.)

Dick “died” twice but one just made his heart stop for a minute and the other got his memories taken. (I don’t what tell you but a bullet to the head from KGBeast should’ve done him in.) There is also an Injustice death and some Elseworlds (which are just non canon) but that doesn’t count.

Tim’s hasn’t died per say but he has had two faked deaths and two Elseworld deaths. Said fake deaths were just because he got kidnapped. Man for the third Robin, you’d think he’d be at the lower end of the kidnapped chart.

If anything, (and if my information is correct) Tim’s probably got the least deaths that involve physical injury or repercussions.

So that brings me to the AU where Danny is in Gotham Academy and inexplicably makes friends with Tim!

Danny, of course, senses a stronger scent of death on Tim—most of Gotham has an underlying death smell—and reasons it is because his dead brother/cop other brother/adrenaline junkie father. Nothing can prepare him for the absolute concentration of fresh death when he goes over to Wayne Manor for a project.

The butler who opens the door reeks of death—he remembers Tim mentioning offhand that their butler did Special Forces—and Danny has to stop himself from flinching away. He awkwardly slides in and does his best not to stand too close to the man.

Tim is, fortunately, there but before they can head up to Tim’s room the cop brother, Dick, pops out. Not as strong but damn was Danny beginning get a little nauseous. After idle chitchat, they’re on the second floor and Dick’s off to the gym.

Of course, the little brother that Danny barely hears about shows. Damian. That kid had his ghost sense rising but it stayed at the base of his throat, which was not a good sensation. The kid walks closer to spit some comment at Tim but Danny turns and fakes a cough just so he can hold a hand over his nose. He keeps it over with the excuse of “I needs to wash my hand.” The kid, thankfully antisocial, leaves and they actually spend time on the project.

When they go down to the kitchen for a mid-afternoon coffee break—Danny is reminded why he’s friends with Tim—they bump into the face of the house: Bruce Wayne.

Danny’s ghost sense is pounding at his teeth, begging to get out. He actually starts to feel light-headed. All he can think is how the calm, turtleneck-wearing man in front of him should definitely not be alive in any shape or form.

He wobbles a little and Bruce grabs his arm to stop his descent to the floor. Bad move. Danny flinches out of the grip and takes fearful steps back. It wasn’t only the scent anymore but the callous fingers that imprint pain.

He’s dealt with death before. Ghosts and raw ectoplasm and brimming graveyards. But it was always when he was Phantom. His human side? A little more sensitive when it came to houses that reeked more than the morgue.

Danny tries to leave then and there, wanting to wash off the death house and suggest to Tim they only meet up at his apartment from then on. Tim tries to apologize to Danny for his family and if Bruce offended him anyway by touching him. Bruce is watching without a clue of what is happening. Bruce does the only thing that his mother taught him when it came to helping panicky people: invite them to dinner.

Danny throws up a little in his mouth imagining eating with this family.

Now the crème de la crème is Jason Todd walking in that very second, announcing he’s out of food and he’s spending dinner there. Bruce hisses out that they have a very distressed guest right now to Jason.

The ghost sense (finally) leaves Danny’s mouth like an itch waiting to be scratched. He almost relaxes. Then he makes eye contact with the should-be-dead brother and it starts to make sense. There’s a shining green behind those eyes and the white whiff doesn’t look like a weird fashion choice. He can see the cogs within the other man’s making the same connection he currently had.

“Who sent you?” Jason growls.

Danny ignores the question and turns to Tim. “What the fuck is your family, dude?” And seeing as Jason definitely knows, he spills his real thoughts. “Has everyone here died or something?”

It’s a tense few moments. It’s within that time that he realizes he most definitely won’t be leaving the Manor until much, much later.

Ancients, Clockwork so owes him for whatever bullshit this timeline is on.

[crowswithize]

Concept: an ordinary student from Amity Park graduates, and goes to Gotham University. It goes pretty well. She wears an anti-possession bracelet from Fentonworks, and carries a gas-mask made by Wayne Industries. She keeps a small shrine to Phantom in her dorm, and leaves regular offerings of candy on the Batman-shrine found on the roof of the Science building, and she respects the rules about going out after dark, and not straying into certain haunts territories. And then Jazz Fenton becomes a freshman at Gotham U, and her friends realize that something is going on.

Hmmm, vague enough that I don’t know the direction your heading but interesting that I would want to think of how this would go.

There’s definitely ghosts in GU. Low level but this ordinary student (let’s call her Apple for Amity Park Local) know they’re there. Just small imprints. Apple’s respectful, by all means, and avoids them. She also thinks Batman is their protector, just as Phantom was, and there are traditions to uphold.

Of course she doesn’t want to cast away Phantom, so she keeps a shrine to remember him. It’s only a metal box, constantly open, with an emblem engraved into the lid and a newspaper cutout of Phantom. There’s some trinkets too, with string lights and candles and dried flowers. Her roommates think of it as strange but as long as she doesn’t go supervillain in Gotham, they don’t mind what she does.

There isn’t a single rebellious bone in Apple’s body. There’s regulations to follow if she wants to stay alive. Never go at dark. Always carry on gas mask. Pay attention to when the temperature shifts. Never say wish. Always follow evacuations.

Again, her friends find it weird, even for Gotham. They’re used to having their lives thrown about. They sneak out to go the clubs and drag their feet at evacuations.

“The Riddler? Again? Do we really need to cancel Movie Night for this?”

(But they only had encounters once a week or so. Apple had to do this everyday for years. Apple had to survived things that she shouldn’t have survived in.)

When Jazz comes around, Apple’s friends notice the same patterns. The same bracelet. The same weird walking.

And when Apple sees Jazz she looks happier than ever. She actually looks close to crying. She throws herself for a hug and says the things she only ever whispered beneath her breath aloud.

“There’s ghosts here too, Jazz. And they’re so sad. Can you help them?”

Jazz pats her back consolidating. “Of course. I’ll clean up the entire school. I’m going to study here, after all.” And they almost thought that she was playing into Apple’s delusions if there wasn’t such a serious and honest face on Jazz.

Within a week the University feels lighter. Like something finally released their grip around the air itself. Apple no longer swerves around weird spots in the hallway or goes the long way to class to avoid specific buildings. They have no reason to think it was because of Apple’s talk but they can’t help but connect to it.

They follow her and Jazz’s actions more closely. Apple never lit the candle in the box, even during a blackout. They don’t know if Jazz has the same box too. But there’s the same alertness of preparation and rulekeeping. And they both leave things at the Batman shrine (the one put up as a joke but kept because it felt awful to tear down) and kept it maintained.

They don’t know why. They don’t ask why. You don’t ask why in Gotham. They’d all be insane if they did.

But they keep it in the back of their mind. Sometimes they replace the flowers in Apple’s shrine. Sometimes they leave things at the Batman shrine too. Sometimes they curve around empty space without knowing why.

[crowswithize]

Danny Phantom and the Justice League crossover but Danny’s taken prisoner after he flies up to get a clearer look at the stars. They take him into the Watchtower and try to interrogate him but he’s happy as a clam. He’s in a cool secret sattelite, his heroes (Superman AND Martian Manhunter???) are talking to him, and there’s a window in the interrogation room with just a good enough angle that he recognizes some of the glows.

Give me just a completely innocent, lacking self-preservation Danny and an all too frustrated Justice League

[crowswithize]

Simple thought: what if ectoplasm couldn’t scar?

Not saying that ghosts with scars don’t exist, but that they will those marks on their body into existence. It’s a part of them so it leaves a sort of “physical representation.” Other than that, they don’t scar.

Not a mark is left because, after all, ectoplasm is energy.

How would Danny feel about that? Like every time he is injured it doesn’t leave a mark behind. There is no proof on his body that anything happened. Poof!

His skin is smooth and flawless, like he hadn’t spent last night bloodied and bruised. It is like nothing happened at all. Sometimes he imagines, after waking up and staring at his reflection, it was a dream. He couldn’t have fought tirelessly against beings beyond understanding, he’s perfectly fine.

Sure, he can will the scars onto him, remember the sinking claws of a specter wolf and create a mountain range of raised tissue or the discoloration of an ecto-weapon’s blast, but it isn’t real. Wounds happens so often that it might as well be a greeting. Eventually, they fade without focus.

His skin shows no history. All except that small scar on his hand. The only proof he had that anything happened. That everything he’s done exists.

[crowswithize]

This is how the James Web telescope works