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Happy Phandom Truce @five-rivers ! I decided to do an undercover agent at Casper High! Happy Holidays I hope you like it 💚

The hallways of Casper High buzzed with the usual chaos between classes—students rushing to their next period, lockers slamming, and snippets of conversations blending into an endless hum. Wes Weston, however, wasn’t paying attention to any of it. He pressed himself tightly against the cool wall of a corner, peeking around it with laser focus. His target was just a few feet away.

The hidden earpiece in his ear buzzed with static before the sharp voice of a Ghost Investigation Ward (GIW) agent cut through.

“Agent Weston, report. Do you have the target in sight?”

Wes rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath, “Yeah, I’ve got him.” He shifted to get a better look, careful not to be seen.

There, standing near his locker, was Danny Fenton. The kid was holding a cheap, rainbow-colored fidget spinner, grinning ear to ear as it floated a foot off his palm, spinning in the air. No tricks. No strings. Just hovering there like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Wes’s jaw dropped. He instinctively pulled back behind the corner, his heart hammering in his chest.

Danny turned to his friends, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley, his excitement barely contained. “Guys, look at this! I finally figured it out! I can keep it spinning without it breaking!”

“Dude!” Tucker hissed, darting a glance down the hallway. “What are you doing? We’re at school! People can see you!”

Sam didn’t even look up from her phone. “Yeah, Danny, great idea. Use your ghost powers out in the open. Real genius move.”

Danny shrugged, the spinner still rotating effortlessly in midair. “Relax, nobody’s paying attention.”

Tucker frowned, scanning the hallway again, but his eyes widened when he caught sight of Wes peeking from around the corner. His face paled. “Uh, Danny? We’ve got a problem.”

Sam followed his gaze and immediately locked eyes with Wes. Her lips curled into a smirk. She raised her hand and, in one fluid motion, gave him the middle finger, her expression daring him to do something about it.

Wes’s earpiece crackled again. “Agent Weston, confirm: is there ghostly activity? Report immediately!”

Panic flared in Wes’s chest. He ducked further behind the corner, flattening himself against the wall as his thoughts raced. Danny Fenton was using ghost powers—ghost powers—in the middle of Casper High. He was definitely Phantom. This was it. This was the proof he needed.

But… was it?

His memories flickered to all the times Fenton—or Phantom, as he now realized—had helped during ghost attacks. There’d been moments where Wes had barely escaped danger, only for Phantom to swoop in and save the day. He hated the smug attitude, but did that really make Danny the bad guy?

“Agent Weston! Respond!”

The sharp voice jolted him. His hand shook as he reached for the earpiece. “I—uh—no activity,” he blurted out. “It’s… it’s nothing.”

He could almost hear the agent on the other end frowning. “Are you sure? Target must be identified—”

“I said it’s nothing!” Wes hissed, ripping the earpiece out of his ear and stuffing it into his pocket.

“Yo, Wes!” Tucker’s voice called out from around the corner, too casual to be innocent. “You doing okay over there?”

Wes froze, his stomach sinking. Slowly, he leaned out from behind the wall. Tucker, Sam, and Danny were all staring at him now. Danny’s expression was sheepish, but Sam’s glare was sharp enough to cut steel. Tucker wore a nervous grin, but the way he adjusted his PDA told Wes he was ready for whatever might come next.

“What’s your problem, Weston?” Sam asked, folding her arms and cocking her head to the side. Her tone was light, but her eyes dared him to make a move.

Wes’s mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out. What was he supposed to say? That he’d been sent to spy on them by a shady government agency that wanted to dissect their best friend?

“Uh, nothing,” Wes stammered, stepping back. “Just… forgot my locker combination.”

“Sure you did,” Sam muttered, rolling her eyes. “You keep lurking around corners, and you’re gonna have a real problem.”

“Big one,” Tucker added, tapping his PDA ominously.

Danny just gave him an awkward half-smile and a tiny wave before turning back to his friends. Wes ducked down the hallway and hurried away before anyone could say anything else.

He wasn’t sure what he was going to tell the GIW. He wasn’t even sure what he thought anymore. All he knew was that if he turned Danny in, he’d have to deal with more than just a couple of angry friends. And something told him Sam wasn’t bluffing.

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snippets of post AGIT Cheese Melt because, well, I'm predictable. Also featuring post AGIT Dan because I love him~

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I love Danny and Clarkwork

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Just two Ancients bonding in a totally not a son-father way 💚🖤🤍

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i know this means absolutely nothing to most people but basically all of the little web game things I've made recently (angels in automata, hex plant growing game, d.a.n.m.a.k.u., life music, sudoku land, the metroidvania style map editor, etc etc etc) are all entirely self-contained individual client-side html files that can be downloaded and run offline and have literally no libraries or frameworks or dependencies, because i'm an insane woman who enjoys hand coding my input handling and display code from scratch in vanilla js and having it all live in one single html file with the game logic and the page structure and the page style all just living and loving together side by side in a universal format that can be run by any web browser on any devixe. i'll even include image files as base64 data-uri strings just to keep every single asset inside the one file.

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For your Fatebreakers, is it just them who fall for this miscommunication? Cause I am now imaging them each having convinced others (police, goons, family, ect) that they have friends with the same powers as them

Not only do they perpetuate their own misunderstandings, they'll sometimes generate entirely new ones and just flat out lie about who they are and what they do. That's what happens when your one teammate's superpower is Lying, another can barely remember her birthday, let alone her superpower, and the other two lie and hide stuff for normal genre reasons. There are definitely people who think one or another of them have a completely unrelated power.

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Love me that little 90s goth mf- goes by king of games or something

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I know this is probably coming from two different groups of people but 'teachers should just Know when a student isn't learning something and Fix It' is a remarkable sentiment to see on the 'cheating is good and cool' website.

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Haven’t been here in over three years (sheesh) let’s see how long this time lasts

Anyways, been inspired by the chain of kings by Marsalias and have been possessed (lol) by this idea ever since. Poor Danny

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Danny phantom au where Vlad hates BOTH fenton parents for almost killing him?

Vlad stared down at the boy he'd just knocked out. His eyes were working just fine, but his brain didn't want to process what he was seeing.

It couldn't be.

It was.

Danny Fenton was a half ghost. Just like him.

Vlad sank down to the floor, then knelt next to the boy. This was real. This was true. This... this changed everything.

He wasn't alone anymore. He wasn't alone anymore because those two blasted-- chocolate-covered-- those two bumbling morons had done it again! He wasn't alone, and his companion in misery was the son of the ones who had done this to him in the first place.

He was stunned. He was disgusted. He was fascinated.

Which left him a question: What should he do?

He had a plan for this weekend. He'd had a plan. He was going to humiliate Jack and Maddie. Frame them for stealing from him and assaulting him and his guests. It would barely be framing them, at that. They'd stolen his health, his youth, and his humanity. Turning on the portal so carelessly when he was standing there, inspecting it, might as well have been assault.

He had to admit, he hadn't even thought about their children. He'd assumed they'd be more of the same. Arrogant, careless, blind little monsters that would only benefit from spending a few years in government care. Considering the way Jack and Maddie had behaved in college, removing children from their care was nothing less than a public service.

Today, the children had seemed... not like that, exactly. Not like that at all, really, although Vlad had paid them little enough attention beyond keeping up his genial facade. Not like Jack. Not like Maddie. Their own people. An obvious realization in retrospect, but...

A half ghost.

He wasn't sure if he should be delighted or furious. Both emotions certainly existed in his core, warring with one another.

He-- He wanted. He wanted this. Someone who knew. Someone who would understand. He hadn't wanted that person to be related to them, but...

In that moment, he decided. He could work with this.

He would have to scrap his current plants, which was its own kind of pain, but he could work with this. Jack and Maddie... They couldn't be good parents. For goodness' sake, they'd killed their son.

Just like they'd killed Vlad.

He'd have to do some legwork... Get the Fentons to trust him again, get them to put him down as a guardian for their children. Or at least Danny. Then, then he would expose them. For something they'd done or something they hadn't, it hardly mattered.

He'd have to do some legwork to repair his ghost half's poor first impression on Daniel, come to think of it. It shouldn't be too hard - some explanation about how this was his home and how he had reacted to a strange ghost in it should suffice, given how Phantom was rumored to be possessive and territorial over an entire city.

Yes, yes, that would work... He had a few days to put his plan into action. But first... He shouldn't leave the poor boy on the floor like this. He'd catch a cold.

He reached over and slid his arms around Daniel's shoulders and beneath his knees, picking him up easily. He was far too light, even considering his ghostly nature. Did his parents feed him? No, he thought, sneering, Jack and Maddie wouldn't have the time, with all their oh-so-important research in the way.

Now, which of the guest bedrooms had he put the boy in, anyway?

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I'm recognizing at least art from @coffeecakecafe @krossan and earthphantom (cannot presently remember their current username).

Stolen Artwork on Redbubble

I was looking through Redbubble and ran across a few accounts selling products with stolen designs I recognized for here on Tumblr. Unfortunately I can't remember who they actually belong to. So if you make Danny Phantom art and post it online, please check these shops to see if they've stolen from you. Tagging a few people to get the word out. @five-rivers @floralflowerpower @the-stove-is-on-fire @friendly-neighborhood-imbecille

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Hey, the organization I give most of my donations to, Doctors Without Borders (MSF), is doing a tripling event until the end of the day. They're one of the few orgs still providing medical care in Gaza, and they're also working in Ukraine and Sudan, among other places.

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Best of luck to you and yours.

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*Kool-Aid Man’s your inbox* Hey Rivers, can we talk about Ancestral? Can we talk about Alicia and what the fuck Danny meant at the end? Can we—

*Slides out of my inbox one year and a dozen chapters later, sipping kool-aid* Apparently not.

(I'm so sorry for leaving you hanging for so long.)

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I absolutely ADORE the Ancestral series. It is WONFERFUL. I have literally reread it everytime you have updated this month!

I have a question/hypothetical. Feel free to ignore this if there are any spoilers, but I'm curious. In the world of Ancestral, how does Freakshow act avout Alvynys? Like, very magical country, ya know? Is he from there? Studied there? Visited there? Banned from there? Or does he just not know about it? I'm kinda curious how that weirdo would react to it lol.

Have a great one!💚

Currently (this might change depending on how future chapters go), my thought is that Freakshow is a descendant of one of Pariah's sons. I'm thinking that whole group has chronic backstabbing disease and he or his parents/grandparents stole the staff (among other things) before zipping off to the Americas. He's tried to get into Avlynys before, but the first time, he wanted to go with his crime circus (for robbery purposes), which turned up too many red flags (on account of all the performers being dead) for him to get a visa, and now he's on a watchlist. He's completely green with envy about it, of course.