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[bet-on-me-13]

All Ancients are Halfa's

So! The reason everyone in the Realms believes that Danny is a super old Ancient and not a Ghost Baby is because all the Halfa's that exist currently are Ancients.

The Reason? For a Halfa to be born, they must have died as a God.

Pandora is a Halfa. She was the Goddess of the Amazon's before she was killed by Ares.

Frostbite is a Halfa. He was the God of a Yeti Tribe, before their kind died to Climate Change.

Dorathea and Aragon are Halfa's. They were both Draconic Gods who ruled over a small Country before dying to a roaming band of Magical Adventurerers.

Undergrowth is a Halfa. He was a Druidic Plant God killed after bis forest was destroyed by a Fire.

Even Clockwork is a Halfa. He used to be known as the God Kronos.

But that leads to the question of, How Danny is a Halfa? He was just a normal Human when he died, not Divine in any way, or so he thought. So how did he become a Halfa?

Well, maybe he should start looking into who his Birth Parents were...

...

Read the Tags for more of this!

[satoshy12]

Killer Croc x Princess Dorathea

Princess Dora had fallen in love! With that scaled warrior of the city of shadows! She saw him while on her travels. +

That was what she told Ser Phantom about it! After she had talked with the other girls in Girl's Night about it, For once, she was talking about romance!!  +

Danny wasn't sure what to say, but after seeing her brother, Prince Aragon, he would make sure Dora was save! + Gotham

That was how Waylon woke up to see a meta child looking down on him and having an interview about himself.

While Waylon had no idea what was going on, he was happy to not be attacked. And the Meta nodded his head. "Good, you actually are better than what I feared. Good time for us to go!"

That was how Gotham saw Flying Killer Croc as he was kidnapped to Amity Park.

+ In Amity Park.

Waylon noticed no one was giving him a second look, as if a walking Croc man is normal. He kind of liked it; this was kind of the best kidnapping he had.

The elderly shop owner said," Oh, you are Dora's crush." Phantom:" You knew about it?" The old lady laughed. " Yeah. I learned about it as Dora was swooning about him. Her muscular reptile warrior, who defeated Shadow Bats. He is, as she said he would be. Making him ready for a date?" Danny:" Yeah. We need flowers and a rest." +

That was how Waylon learned a woman had a crush on him, and he was kidnapped to take her on a date. This town was weird, but good weirdness.

But Dorathea was a good woman, and Amity Park was doing it for him. He is staying here; he already has a job and a house to stay in.

Before he knew about it, he was already courting her, and her dragon form was just beautiful. Her way of speaking made it a good thing he read Red Hood's books.

Maybe he should invite him to visit; it would do the ex-robin good to not be in Gotham for a while.

[radiance1]

There was a dragon in space. A brilliant, glowing white eastern dragon that looked like a star moving within space.

It seemingly wasn't doing anything, just floating throughout space with seemingly, no destination in mind. Sometimes it flies around earth, looking but never flying down onto the planet, sometimes it lands on the moon, taking a nap or just playing around by itself.

There were other times it flew through the asteroid belt hiding the Watchtower, yet it hasn't found it yet.

Yet.

The dragon didn't seem like a threat, just playing around within space, minding its own business. Batman monitors it regardless, however.

They didn't know where it came from, what its powers were, why it was here or if its intentions of playing were bound to change into something of hostility. He made eventual plans for it, if it were to turn violent one day, though he leaved it to its own devices for the most part.

His plans were to be used for the What-ifs, not willy nilly.

There came a time when the Justice League were having a debrief in the Watchtower, as they usually do. When the satellites discreetly monitoring it picked up on something.

Another dragon.

One that resembled a western dragon more with black and purple scales.

The first dragon they were monitoring seemed to be off put by the other one, uncharacteristically hostile. Meanwhile the other dragon seemed to be smug, arrogant, seemingly about to on some kind of speech before realizing it couldn't talk in space.

They fought, and they got a view of the dragon's abilities for the first time. Ice, energy blasts, shields, and a wail so powerful it could even be heard clearly throughout space.

the other dragon was no slouch, either, though seemingly less abilities than the other. Fire, speed and strength, which was a given considering their species. It tanked multiple of the other dragon's attacks, though seemed desperate, wary, and even scared of its wail.

They both injured each other, quite severely too. The second dragon seemed to have gotten the upper hand, and got cocky because of that, and so, failed to avoid a wail that blasted it back, followed by two more.

It got hit by the second and barely dodged the third. Then had to retreat due to its injuries.

The first dragon wasn't that well off either, various cuts around its body and green blood leaking out into space. It sluggishly flew to the moon, landed, and then stopped moving entirely.

They decided to try and help it.

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Danny was the recently crowned prince of the Ghost Zone, though its king, Pariah Dark, was still in his coffin.

He got a new ability, which was sweet! He could turn into an eastern dragon, which was extremely nice, though a bit annoying having to get used to whenever he woke up and realized most of his body was off his bed because he shifted into a dragon overnight.

What was less cool was how many responsibilities as prince he had to go through, etiquette training, learning history, attending the apparent 'high society' of the ghost zone parties, deciding who gets what fair and square and making sure there was nothing going severely wrong in the Zone.

Something the King was supposed to be doing, but you know, can't when he's sleeping and all.

And how could he forget? The marriage proposals.

He goddamn hated them. So much so that he had to publicly demand to stop sending him them be he's never going to court and marry anyone.

All was good, for a while. But of course, everything couldn't go so smoothly for him. The Observants foresaw a future where he apparently went 'mad with power being the sole royalty' and thought him to be the next coming of Pariah Dark, and then forcibly stated that anyone who can beat him in combat is someone who will marry him, no courting involved and no matter how Danny feels about the ghost.

Danny Obviously didn't like that, not at all. But it was fine, for the most part, because there was no ghost capable of besting him in combat. Well, there were some, but they just simply weren't interested in becoming king or in Vlad's case, marrying him

Prince Aragon

The guy kept trying and trying, no matter how many times he defeated him. Claiming that because he has the ability to turn into a dragon, he simply has to marry him, that he deserved to have Danny as his bride.

Danny still batted him away, making jokes and mocking him for it, even. Though he had a sneaking suspicion that Aragon wanted to marry him to regain his nobility, but that wouldn't happen.

He then disappeared out of nowhere, off the face of the Ghost Zone too. Danny was glad for it, no skin off his back if someone that annoying disappeared, so he went on life as normal, hanging out with his friends, managing ghostly responsibilities, and spending more time with his family.

Even his grades got better! Now that ghost attacks happened less.

Then Aragon reappeared one day, declaring another fight for his hand in marriage. Danny thought it would be easy as all the other times. But something was different with Aragon, he was stronger, faster, more durable.

And it scared him. Scared him how very close the fallen prince was to defeating him in combat, how close he was to losing and having to marry Aragon, how close he was to having to have someone like that as his spouse for what may very well be eternity.

He had a nightmare, that night. One where he lost and was forcibly married to Aragon.

So he ran. He told his friends and family why he was running, and didn't care to tell anyone else why he was running, he just had to get away before his nightmare became a reality.

He went through a lot of dimensions, realms, whatever. Not staying for long, constantly looking over his shoulder just in case Aragon was right behind him, following him.

He ended up in space, near earth and he, tired of all the running and just wanting to stay somewhere for once, stayed. Floating around space.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

*Batfam and Phantom meeting during a fight with a ghostly big bad*

Phantom: Okay, who has the most control over thier anger?

*Everyone argues*

Phantom: okay, you. *points at RR* whats you're favorite food in the whole world?

Red Robin: Its not really a food but I love coffee

Phantom: Cool, that works. *slaps amulet of Aragon onto him*

Batfam:

Red Robin:

Phantom: Now, think of something that makes you angry

*later*

Phantom: So I kinda turned one of your children into a rage filled dragon

Batman:

Batman: You did what?

Phantom: Its okay, we got him to turn back by getting him to drink a giant cup of coffee

Batman:

Phantom: but we screwed up and needed more so now your son is swimming in a pool full of coffee

Batman:

Phantom: Please come get him he refuses to get out

Red Robin: *living out his coffee based fantasies*

[rico189sspamtonhell]

Obsessive Villain Imagines pt 2

While re-watching the show I realized I missed a lot of villains that would have had a field day with the forcing you to dance with them prompt so I made a part 2 <3 Consider this my Halloween gift! Happy Halloween and stay safe! TW for unwanted touching, forced marriage and misogyny in Aragon's part

Same prompt as the last post. Imagine a DP villain crashing a banquet or fancy ball because Danny was there and their eyes land on you, who also happens to be their nemesis. During the confrontation, a slow song begins to play. Wanting to toy with you they grab your hand and forcefully pull you onto the dance floor so you can slow dance with them. One hand is on your lower back, the other grasping yours as they lead you in the dance with their piercing eyes staring into yours as they tell you their grand plan for the night. As you waltz the lights shine down on you both, giving you and them an ethereal glow. For a moment, just a moment they fall silent as they look down at you. In that moment their eyes are soft as they see you in a new light.

Characters that would do this

Ghost Writer….But horribly. In the last post, @sugarviv helped me open my eyes to the fact that this man would try to be all suave as he danced with you, trying to make himself out like a Great Gatsby or Phantom of the Opera type, but unless he’s utilizing his typewriter to bend reality this man is gonna fail. It's going to go like this.

Ghostwriter smirks smugly as he grabs you by your hand and pulls you into his chest. The stage was set. Was he horribly underdressed for the occasion in just his scarf and coat? Yes, but you were dressed formally and that's all that mattered to him. "What a pleasant surprise seeing you here. Now, shall we dance my dear?" He asked as he began to waltz throughout the dance floor with you. There was a distinct chill in the air as he gazed down at you, his eyes glowing in the dim lights.

 "You must be wondering-" The moment is interrupted as he steps on your foot, eliciting a small grunt from you. "Shit sorry-" He trips on your feet again. "Shit-" He trips and this time he falls onto the floor with you in tow. The author groans as his nose crinkles in annoyance. “Damn it-” As he opens his eyes the realization that your form is on top of his hits him like a truck. Shock floods his system as his eyes grow to the size of dishes. He swallows only to find that his mouth is suddenly dry. If he still had a beating heart he just knew that it would have leapt from his chest by now. Mission failed…successfully?

Amorpho: 

This man is an attention whore and what better way to garner much-needed attention than to be the center of attention at a fancy ball? 

It can go two ways with him. If he decides to go on the down low then he’ll transform into a handsome gentleman before he takes you by the hand and starts the dance. He’ll bask in all the attention as the crowd murmurs about the mysterious stranger dancing with you all the while you know exactly what's up. As you glare at him, all he does is offer an innocent smile. “What? I just want to have a little bit of fun.” He whispers to you as a glint shines in his crimson eyes. Is it…affection? If he’s feeling like simply scaring the crowd he’ll do it in his ghost form to watch the crowd scatter as he dances with you. The chaos just adds to his delight as he waltzes with you, basking in all the attention. However, at this moment there’s only one person whose attention he craves and it’s yours <3

Prince Aragon: This man is probably the most toxic on the list along with Spectra, especially if you’re female presenting dejdjkdkdf. This dude just radiates dancing with his enemy vibes especially if he starts to see them as a potential bride or groom. Any attempts to pull away are met with a sharp glare and a hiss from his lips as he tightens his hold on your hands. If you’re female presenting or cis female best believe this man is gonna be misogynistic during the dance, critiquing your form, how you dressed to the event, the fact that you just won’t submit and dance willingly like he wants you to, honestly if Danny doesn’t come to deck out his lights you just might. If you’re male presenting or cis male he probably won’t be any better djkdkjd.

Bullet: Unlike Walker (I’m still crying I wanna dance with him so much sob) I can see Bullet taking a moment to toy with you via dancing with you. If there's someone you’re particularly close with be it a crush or friend he very well might overshadow them to dance with you just to get you even more agitated.

Characters that would do this, but a little differently

Dora. 

Imagine for her you’ve been kidnapped by her brother to be his queen/king and Dora is assigned to teach you how to dance because Aragon wants to have a big ball to celebrate you becoming his spouse and he can’t have you stepping on his feet the whole night. She’s grasping your hand delicately as she goes through the steps. Every so often the lights shine down on you just right, casting you in this glimmering glow. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say that you were an angel.

She can’t help the faint blush that creeps along her cheeks as she gazes up at you. Despite having helped her brother kidnap you, you’ve been so kind to her. Your gaze is so soft as you look at her like she’s a beautiful treasure to be cherished. Every opportunity you can, you try and convince her that she’s not just a pretty face, that she’s allowed to feel emotions other than happy or neutral, and that she’s allowed to be strong and independent just like her brother. She knows it's most likely just pity after you’ve seen how the prince treats her, but she still cherishes the few moments alone with you she gets. You just…make her feel like she’s more than just her brother’s glorified maid. She dares to dream that you could be her spouse instead of her brothers. It's a silly dream, she knows. Her brother claimed you first, and whatever he wants he always gets. Besides, it was already made clear that she couldn’t pick her betrothed. Whoever she wed would be hand-picked by her brother as their parents were no longer around the marry her off. As she waltzes with you in the deserted ballroom, all those troubling thoughts begin to fade away as she offers you a smile full of melancholy and eyes full of adoration. “You’ll make a wonderful bride/groom…I know it.”

Nocturn. I can see him setting up a scene like this in your dreams. What better place to be alone with you away from possible interference than your mind? He conjures up the whole fancy ball scene, making sure every detail is perfect before he appears before you. He knows who you are and knows you’ll do anything to aid the ghost boy in thwarting his plans. He takes you to the little scene he's set up with one hand on the small of your back. No matter what you do, how much you might try to fight back or run, you just end up right back in this little ballroom scene he's made just for you. The nocturnal ghost smirks as he grabs you by your wrist and pulls you close. "No one is coming to aid you in this battle that's being waged inside your mind, so you might as well just enjoy the party my dear." He coos as he starts to lead you in a twisted waltz as his nightmarish minions watch from the crowd. "Why fight it my little star? I can make you have such pleasant dreams. I can show you anything your heart desires." He dips you low as he leans in to whisper into your ear. "I can be whatever your heart desires here...All you have to do is allow me to do as I please."dp bulle

Desiree. Idk, I just get the vibes that if you have caught her attention she will want to dance with you, but maybe not in front of a crowd and probably not a waltz. I looked into her ethnicity and I believe she is Arab so maybe she’d teach you some Arabian dances to do with her. Sorry I don’t have a small blurb for her like I do Ghost Writer and Amorpho, I don’t know her character well enough djkdjfdjkdf. 

Bonus Platonic Friends!

Youngblood: 

I can see this little guy thinking that this whole fancy party you’re at is boring. Where’s the clowns?! The bouncy castles?! What do you mean everyone has to dress in such stuffy clothes?! He’s had enough and changes the music to something more fun to dance to before grabbing your hands and dancing to it with you. You’re his favorite playmate after all besides Danny. Since he’s not here, you’ll do as his dancing partner! Besides, you looked all bored in the crowd before he came along.

His movements are fast and erratic as you guys dance, but it's not long before you’re laughing along with him. The energetic ghost is just a ball of energy and it ends up rubbing off on you. Not long after the song ends he drags you to the desert table, eager to devour all the sweets he can before Danny comes to put a stop to his fun.

“Bet ya can’t eat more cupcakes than me!” That was all you heard before he shoveled his first cupcake into his mouth, not even warning you that the challenge had started.

“You’re on little man!” You yell before beginning to devour your portion of the cupcakes. Frosting quickly smeared across your mouth, dripping onto your clothes, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was beating this little brat at his own game.

By the time Danny found you two all the cupcakes were gone and both you and Youngblood were groaning on the floor. 

“No…No fair. You…you cheated.” He managed to groan out as he held his upset stomach.

“Don’t…don’t be a sore loser kid.” Was all you choked out before you gagged. You’d won, but at what cost?

Sidney:

This sweetheart would never in a million years think of forcing you to dance with him as a power play. He just wouldn’t have it in him. What does he look like, a bully?

However, seeing the fancy dance you’re at hits him with a pang of bittersweet nostalgia as he reminisces about the school proms he had gone to when he was still alive. The proms he had gone to never really worked out as the bullying tended to get worse whenever he’d show up without a date or his bullies would devise a cruel prank for him. Still, there had been some good memories. Hanging out with the few friends he did have. Chowing down on all the junk the school had to offer at the snack table. Enjoying the music in the corner as he watched the rest of the partygoers dance the night away. As he reminisces in the corner you happen to spot him. It was a fairly easy task as he stood out with his monochrome coloration amidst the sea of colorful suits and dresses. He looked so forlorn as he watched the crowd dance and have a grand old time…How could you possibly just leave him alone?

Sidney looked up as he saw you approach him, his eyes widening slightly. He had seen you amongst the crowd, but he didn’t think you’d spare him a moment of your time. Before he could say anything, you held out your hand as a faster, upbeat song began to play. “W-Wait, you’re asking me to dance?” He asked shakily as he glanced at the crowd.

“What does it look like Pointdexter?” “I-I don’t know the steps, w-what would I even do? No, no I shouldn’t-” He let out a startled cry as you grabbed his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor. You could read the diseased introvert like a book. It was clear he did want to dance, he was just afraid to go out onto the floor by himself. Maybe if he wasn’t alone he’d gain some confidence. 

Sidney at first wanted to turn and bolt, but as you started to move on your own, uncaring of the surrounding crowd, your confidence seemed to rub off on him as he began to move as well. “Well…Maybe one dance won’t hurt…”

[echo-does-art]

It's time... the Big One*

I spent so long on this thing, and despite starting it on day two of @green-with-envy-phandom-event, was still experimenting with additional elements all the way up to the end!

@weshney I had a lot of fun with these lines, and hope you like it! (Full size version coming soon: now featuring roof shingles that wouldn't have compressed well) :)

*the original file is absolutely huge and I colored it all without fill tools, but I'm uploading the drastically compressed version to tumblr because I don't trust technology will work how it's supposed to with larger files when I have a deadline, and I need to sleep :)

[darkagesincorrectquotes]

Aragon: Go to Hell

Danny Phantom, tearing up: I wish I could

[dnpanimationstudioclone]

Decided to see what Dorathea and Aragon could’ve looked like alive or perhaps in mortal disguises, hosting a medieval fair festival for some master ruse(@a-sterling-rose suggested it), like when Dorathea posed as the Princess host for the beauty pageant in Beauty Marked. I didn’t alter the outfits because I based it on medival royalty wear so they’re already well dressed for the part.

What do u think? How do you think they could’ve looked alive? I’d love to know💖

[raaorqtpbpdy]

Death by Exposure

Written for the Phic Phight Prompts: At first Danny had been worried sick that Wes had figured out that he was Phantom, but when no one believed him it had sort of become funny. Still, after the anti-ecto act, and the GIW, and his own parents very public very violently vitriolic screeds against ghosts, Danny had to wonder what he'd ever done to Wes that the guy would risk exposing Danny to all that. (from @hpwotters-blog, or at least I think that's you're tumblr.), Wes Weston wakes up to find an injured Phantom on the fire escape. (from @half-deadmagicperson), With how much time he spends on basketball and his delusional conspiracy theories, no one would ever suspect that Wes Weston has another secret hobby… (from @kadziduo), And Wes has been spending more and more time around Fenton and Co. lately - hey! he’s only trying to get some much-needed evidence against them, not trying to get all buddy-buddy with them. And anyway, they’re an entirely annoying bunch, so he wholeheartedly blames them for the fact that he’s currently being monologued at by the ghost holding him hostage. (from @a-closet-emo)

Chapter 6: Exposal

AO3 Link

[Warnings for kidnapping and violence]

The ghost took Wes to the the medieval history section of Amity Park museum, where he bound Wes to the rack in the exhibit on medieval torture devices. It wasn't enough to put Wes on an actual torture rack, though, no, because then, the ghosts started to monologue. 

"Do you know who I am, friend of Phantom?" the ghost asked, but Wes knew the start of an evil monologue when he heard one and he wasn't dumb enough to interrupt by trying to answer the rhetorical question. "I am Prince Aragon, rightful ruler of the Medieval Realm. Your friend Phantom, and his friend Sam, my would-be bride, were the ones responsible for influencing my foolhardy sister to betray me, and now they shall pay."

Well, at least Wes knew who to blame for the ghosts currently talking his ear off. If Sam still refused to trust him after this, he was going to revolt.

"They poisoned Isadora's mind with their twenty-first century ideas," the prince spat. "They made her think she was worthy of my throne, my crown, my amulet! They'll come to regret it, now that I've taken away something precious to them. The ghost boy will return my amulet to me so that I may reclaim my kingdom, or you will pay the ultimate price."

"Woah, time out!" Wes requested, shaking his head—the only thing he could move while on the rack. "You know Phantom is half human?"

"Of course," the prince scoffed. "The halfa is well known throughout the realms."

"You're fucking kidding me," Wes scowled. What a sick joke this had to be. He'd been trying to convince humans that half-ghosts were real and Danny was one for months, only now to learn that the ghosts knew the whole damn time. "Unbelievable."

"I don't see what you find so difficult to believe." Aragon looked down his nose at Wes like he was something the prince had had his servants scrape off the bottom of his shoe. "The ghost boy will soon see the ransom letter my loyal archer left at his abode. In the meantime, we will wait."

"So... did you just grab me because you saw me leaving Fenton's house?" Wes asked. "He has a sister you know; what if I'd been one of her friends instead? I mean, I was there with Danny, but I'm pretty sure Sam hates my guts and will not care what you do with me."

"Silence!"

"I'm just saying, you could've thought this plan through a little better," Wes told him. Aragon raised a hand in warning and Wes clammed up. Stupid Fenton. Stupid Manson. Stupid Foley, too, while he was at it, because when one of them were involved, they all were.

"This plan is foolproof," Aragon insisted, "which is essential, because Phantom and his fellows are certainly fools. I will have my amulet back, and once my power is restored, I will become the great dragon I was born and died to be, and lay waste to this feeble mortal realm before returning to my kingdom to face my mutinous sister and make her regret ever standing up to me." 

Wes knew better than to speak up, but he couldn't help thinking that, despite his claims otherwise, this Aragon creep really didn't sound like the victim here. Honestly, Wes just felt bad for his sister, whoever she was, far having to live with him for who knew how long. And Manson, who... wait, what did he mean when he said 'would-be bride' before?

"Hold on, were you planning on marrying Sam Manson?" Wes asked, vaguely disgusted. "Why?"

"She was selected by the halfa wretch as the most suitable human bride for a glorious ghostly monarch such as myself, and I needed a queen," Prince Aragon responded. "I'll be answering no more questions from you, cur. One more word, and I'll rip out your tongue." Wes snapped his mouth shut, pressing his lips together in a thin line. He very much wanted to keep his tongue, thank you. "Your friends should be here any minute."

Wes waited silently for nearly twenty minutes after that. Being kidnapped, as it turned out, was very boring. Eventually, though, Fenton and his friends crashed into the museum.

"Sorry we're late," Danny said. "The note on the arrow that got shot through my window just said to come to the most medieval place in Amity Park, and Tucker thought it was the castle hole at the miniature golf course." 

"That's a joke, right?" Wes asked flatly.

"In my defense, I didn't know Amity Park had a history museum!" Tucker said. "Seriously, how long has this been here?"

"Amity Park Museum was established 1939, but this wing was added in 1952 to accommodate growing attendance and a greater number of exhibits," Sam read off a plaque on the wall. "So about seventy years, Tuck."

"Enough rabble!" Aragon shouted, silencing the teens, "Give me my amulet or your friend will face the fiery inferno!"

Danny wasted no time in firing off a ghost ray at Aragon, throwing him into the wall. "How about you amuLET Wes go, and we take you back to your dungeon to rot?" Wes groaned at the pun. Aragon was already getting back up. "Get Wes free! I'll deal with this asshole!" An arrow whizzed passed Danny's head and he turned to see an archer behind him. "Okay, maybe be quick about it, because I don't know how long I can handle both these guys at once."

Wes could practically hear Kyle's voice in his head snickering out a 'that's what she said' through his shit-eating grin, but Wes tastefully refrained from speaking the joke into being. Kyle was ten times the menace Phantom had ever been. Once Sam and Tucker got his hands free, Wes urged them to help Danny, assuring them that he could unbind himself the rest of the way. As soon as he was off the rack, Wes crawled under the din of the battle above him to his backpack, which Aragon had cast to the side when they arrived.

Trying not to get hit by the ecto-blasts, arrows, and other medieval weapons that were getting thrown around, he fished around in his backpack for the wrist ray he'd literally never used before. It was buried at the bottom, under books, pencils, and numerous crumpled papers, but once he got it out and on his wrist he activated it. As soon as he turned to join the fray, he watched Danny sucking Aragon into the Fenton Thermos. Too little too late, he supposed.

"Damn," Wes grumbled, deactivating his wrist ray. "I really wanted to shoot that royal bastard in his disgusting face." Danny laughed.

"Don't worry, I got plenty of hits in for you," he assured. "You good on your way home or do you want an escort? You know, to make sure you don't get kidnapped again?" 

"I think I'll be okay," Wes said, rolling his eyes at what he assumed was some kind of barb about him not being able to handle himself. "Ghosts aren't exactly known for kidnapping people on the regular."

"Well... if that's—if you're sure then—"

"What Danny means to say is that he'd feel better if you let him walk you home," Sam said. "You'll have to excuse him, he's gets anxious about this kinda thing."

"Oh, because he's obsessed with protecting everyone and blames himself for me being kidnapped because it was kinda his fault?" Wes guessed.

"Bingo," Tucker shot a finger gun Wes' way and winked.

"Guys!" Danny complained. "You don't have to call me out like that!"

"Yeah, alright." Wes shrugged and grabbed his backpack off the ground. "I don't mind if you wanna walk me home." Danny brightened, and changed back to human form before they all left the museum and Sam and Tucker split off to head to their respective homes.

"Thank the Ancients we were able to just fight Aragon," Danny said after a few minutes. "I was worried he might have you in some kind of magical trap or something that would only open with the amulet."

"Yeah, that would've been bad," Wes agreed. "You didn't hear him monologuing at me, but he was totally planning to destroy the whole town if he got it, so it's good you didn't give it to him."

"I couldn't have, even if I wanted to," Danny admitted. "I have no idea where his amulet even is. It might be buried in my closet somewhere, or at my locker at school, or in my parents lab, or somewhere in the Ghost Zone, like, I genuinely don't remember what I did with it at all." Wes snorted and burst into a laugh.

"Some hero you are," he teased. "Can't even keep track of your shit."

"I actually think I may have given it back to his sister," Danny said thoughtfully. "I should ask her when I go to drop him off in her dungeon. I should probably know the location of the magic amulet that can turn its wearer into a dragon."

"Yeah, probably," Wes agreed. "You're not just gonna set him loose back in the Ghost Zone, like you usually do?"

"No, he's a criminal, even in the Ghost Zone. He abused his sister and the citizens of the Medieval Realm for sixteen-hundred years. He doesn't get to just fly free after that. He still has fifteen-hundred and ninety-nine years left on his sentence."

"Huh... okay then." Wes nodded in consideration. That seemed like a suitable sentence. Aragon was really annoying. "He deserves it." 

"Totally."

They reached the door of Wes' apartment building and said their goodbyes. Danny waited outside until he saw the light in Wes' bedroom turn on, just to be safe.

A little while later, Wes remembered what else he'd learned from Aragon, and he got the chance to complain to Danny about how unfair it was that literally all the ghosts knew who he was but no humans ever believed it, and the rest of them laughed in his face. One good thing did come out of getting kidnapped by an evil ghost prince, and that was that Sam and Tucker were less guarded around him. It seemed like being personally targeted by a ghost was some sort of rite of passage to become Danny's friend, and Wes had passed.

In any case, he'd been more or less accepted into their little clique now, and being around them without Sam and Tucker scrutinizing his every word and smothering him with their suspicions presented Wes with tons of opportunities to study ghosts, and to gather evidence that they weren't what the G.I.W. and the Fentons claimed they were.

It wasn't enough yet. Probably wouldn't be for a while. But one day, Wes would prove that ghosts were sentient. One day, Wes would get those genocidal anti-ecto acts repealed. He'd get the G.I.W. disbanded. He'd change the world's entire understanding of ghosts, one way or another. And then—then he would show everyone that Danny Fenton had truly been Danny Phantom the entire time!

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[half-deadmagicperson]

Here's an incredibly detailed lineart by @weshney !! I had a fun time coloring this for @green-with-envy-phandom-event !!

[ectoplasmicsoda]

He is going to explode. Help him

[kaezerdoodles]

DP Headcanon- The Ghost Dragon Queen

The dragons in Danny Phantom don’t have much lore to them so I went and made some:

Tiamat is the legendary Dragon Queen who lived in a time before recorded human history. She was the last dragon queen to reign on earth, fighting alongside humans to conquer vast territories. As a fire dragon she was a force of nature on the battlefield and ruled her conquered lands benevolently. But her reign didn’t last long, her second in command- and lover- the infamous Pariah Dark, betrayed and slew her. He took over her empire and hunted dragons into extinction.

Having been such a primally powerful creature, Tiamat was meant to reincarnate- as her brother and sister, Bahamut and Sardior, had. But her desire for revenge for such a cowardly murder had her manifest as a ghost where she waited, watching her kin join her one after the other in the Ghost Zone, until finally Pariah himself arrived. But Tiamat hadn’t anticipated how powerful a ghost he would be nor how quickly he would take over the GZ. After centuries of fighting Pariah, the Ghost Council called upon Tiamat for a last ditch effort to take him down. In preparation, Tiamat found Pariah’s generals and stole their cores- consuming them and gaining their power while also gaining another head. She took on the Ghost King after consuming 4 different elemental Ghost cores.

The battle was long and vicious but in the end, Pariah was locked away. But he had done serious damage to the dragon queen, he had torn off her extra heads, cracked her core and nearly removed it from her body. Tiamat had no choice but to go into a deep comatose-like sleep to recover while her fellow dragons guarded her in her weakened state. Unfortunately, her obsession to get her revenge was never fulfilled as Pariah still existed. But a sliver of her core that had broken off in the battle had managed to reincarnate as she had been meant to, while the rest of her soul remained in the GZ. Centuries later in the living realm, Maven Lockwood was born.

As for the heads that were torn off of Tiamat, an eye was taken from each and made into an amulet- Known as the Eyes of Tiamat. Only two are known to still exist and are in the possession of Aragon and Dorathea, the other two are said to be with Tiamat herself. A rumor had begun to circulate about a fifth amulet, made of Tiamat’s core but as the remaining dragons had gone into hiding to protect their queen- no one knows for sure.

[radiance1]

I've been thinking about it for a good bit and, well. I've realized that because of my status as the originater of said idea I, in fact, can make an alternative route to said idea.

Alright, so we know that Danny can turn into an eastern dragon, and that prince Aragon, who can turn into a western dragon, wants to marry him because of that and also political power and status.

So, what if Danny lost that battle? The battle that nailed it in the coffin that he had to run away from the life he was currently living because Aragon somehow managed to get on a level of strength where he could beat Danny and marry him?

Danny quite literally had to be dragged kicking and screaming when the day he had to marry Aragon came. He didn't care who it was, he clawed, bite, hit and wailed at every ghost who came to escort him, so much so that the Observants called Aragon to put him back into submission.

Sure, before this Danny didn't have a great opinion of them, nor a terrible one. But after this, whatever opinion he had of them took a nosedive through the earth so hard it appeared in the depths of outerspace.

Not physically but still, you get the point.

Prince Aragon basically acted like he was the Ghost Prince and Danny was his consort. Even though it was the other way around. He used his newfound political power to take back over the kingdom his sister stole from him.

(They did have to form new crowns, though. Since the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage wasn't even royal property but stuff Priah Dark just, well, had and nobody wants to wake him up again either.)

Aragon was a cruel, arrogant and ill-tempered man, he wasn't great to his sister and he wasn't great to Danny either. If Danny disagreed with him, he would just force him to agree though physical might.

Danny could not care less about that man, and if he could he would kill him. But since you can't kill ghosts he just had to deal with it. Aragon refused to let him leave the zone, a decision that Danny didn't agree with and with all the things Danny didn't agree with when it came to Aragon, it came to a fight.

Which Aragon wins.

(Danny hated that man with a passion, he put a goddamn collar on him. One that prevented him from speaking, prevented him from wailing.)

So Danny had to stay in the Ghost Zone, in Aragon's Kingdom. Unable to see his family and friends, unable to go to school, unable to live a normal life.

The only ally he felt he had was Dorathea, who was basically stuck in the same position he was. They grew a great deal closer, stuck under Aragon, since they were family now at least it was with someone Danny could say with certainty he liked.

His family and friends tried to get him out of this, they failed, Aragon was much too powerful for them to fight, even if he was with them, he lacked the one thing that proved a massive threat to Aragon. He didn't want them to die, so he quite literally pleaded and begged for Aragon to spare them.

Aragon did.

He liked seeing one of the catalysts that put into motion his fall from grace begging beneath him. Pleading with him to spare mere humans, it was all the sweeter and amusing to watch him do so when not a sound could leave his lips.

Danny just holed himself up in his room, it was a lavish room, really. With a giant bed, fluffy pillows and sheets, and decorations made of probably expensive stuff. Danny couldn't really find it in himself to actually care about whatever was in his room, he just slept, ate occasionally, limited the only person to enter his room being Dorathea (Not that Aragon cared, if he wanted something he would just force his way in, really.), and unwillingly attend whatever ball or party Aragon would throw, be sad about how Dorathea was sent prevented from seeing him.

That was how it would be for no doubt eternity. The husband of a certified asshole who didn't care for him and saw him as an accessory at best.

He cursed the Observants, who condemned him to this fate.

Until one day, like any other, were Danny laid around. He got summoned, how? He didn't know. No one was even supposed to know he existed since he never did anything to put himself out there or any options to summon him.

He was in human form when he appeared on the other side. He wasn't in the ghost zone anymore, he knew, yet it still seemed like a fantasy. He didn't who summoned, why or how they managed to do so, he was just happy.

Another group busted through the doors and into the room, fighting against the people who summoned him. It was a quick fit, the summoners folding easily under the assault of the other group.

Want to know what the funniest thing was?

The people who summoned him, did so on accident trying to summon Pariah dark.

It was, so funny to him that he just. Broke down laughing. Sure, it sounded more like pained wheezing perhaps, but he couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation he found himself in, he laughed and held onto his stomach, curled into a ball, even.

Because hey, some guy who smokes in a brown coat just told him that he was summoned on accident!

And then promptly started crying.

[anonymous-ampersand]

As promised, another set of catified Danny Phantom designs !! This time Prince Aragon & Princess Dorothea :]  

[aikoiya]

DP HC - Rebel Alliance

I don't understand hcs where literally all of Danny's enemies willingly follow his orders just because he's the king now.

You realize that rebellions exist, right?

Now, I can definitely see characters like Johnny, Kitty, Ember, Technus, Fright Night, Frostbite & his people, Pandora & her people, Dorathea & her people, Nocturn, Lunch Lady, Box Ghost, Box Lunch, Wulf, Poindexter, Amorpho, Desiree, & Youngblood following Danny's orders.

Possibly even Walker & his men provided it's the right au (Game Warden Walker AU, Grandpappy Walker AU, or even simply Walker conceding that since Danny now makes the rules, he follows Danny).

However, I CAN NOT see Skulker, Spectra, Bertrand, Aragon, Hotep Ra, Undergrowth, or Vortex ever following Danny. Ever.

For one, Skulker's entire goal is to skin Danny alive a/o mount his head on his wall. He is a literal poacher, not a hunter despite his claims as such, a poacher. And I don't subscribe to the idea that literally skinning a ghost is something that comes without complications to one's health or at least agonizing pain & a lot of painful recovery time. I refuse. It literally makes the whole thing a non-issue by making it so all Danny'd need to do to get Skulker off his back would be to just let him skin him & be done with it, which just cheapens the point.

Spectra was fully willing to literally kill Jazz in some twisted spectacle & use the misery generated from her death to fuel her youth like a homicidal narcissistic sociopath. I've also seen it postulated that she likely doesn't follow the yearly Christmas Truce & that the only reason that Walker isn't on her ass in the special is because Danny's actually the only one who knows about her new body as they possibly only know her by her shadowy form. Not to mention, there's no telling how many poor kids she's driven to suicide all for her beauty & youth. She also set up a way to infect kids with ghost powers in order to create a "perfect, unageing body" & didn't she say that if they weren't cured, then those kids would die? Am I misremembering that? I just don't see Danny EVER being okay with her.

Bertrand, the same as Spectra.

Danny literally helped to usurp Aragon's throne. If ANYONE were to be part of some rebel attempt to dethrone Danny, it'd be him.

As for Hotep Rah, he's already tried to usurp the throne from Tucker, this would be same shit, different person.

Undergrowth wishes to kill all human life & use them as fertilizer for his plants. Nuff said.

Vortex could not care less who dies in the pursuit of his art. He causes natural disasters because he wants to & said disasters result in countless deaths.

So, I absolutely think that at least the 7 ghosts listed would become part of a rebellion to get rid of the "beating-heart boyking."

I can also see quite a few ghosts he's never met rebelling against him specifically because either he's a child, a halfa & thus alive, or because they actually wanted Pariah to rule again.

Vlad would definitely be involved.

I just don't see the idea of everyone being okay with Danny being king & following his orders as... realistic considering what we know of their characters.

[elvesandlanterns]

Ghost Helpline part 6

Green Arrow, Black Canary, martian Marnhunter and a gaggle of side kicks were probably not the best group to be handling a dragon. A dragon none of them could touch, it would just go threw everything. Especially arrows.

“I’m just a guy with some arrows I didn’t ask for all this magic and monsters nonsense.”

Arsenal snickered, “Its actually called Dungeons and Dragons Ollie.”

“I hate all of you.”

For now the dragon was sleeping, laid out the sand puffing smoke out of his nose. Having decided not to go threw with his threat of burning everything to ashes. If Ollie was being generous the monster almost seemed… depressed. Giving up his fight half heartedly, the beast had knocked Superman out of the air! He could definitely beat them but the dragon only stared at Arrow before grumbling deciding to nap, “What’s the point ? You humans are going to light yourselves on fire anyway.”

That was over an hour now and everyone sans the Marians were starting to grow jumpy. Inviting Constantine was always a headache, and the plan to collect help seemed down right batshit insane. But it wasn’t on Oliver so what could he do? He was just a guy with arrows.

——- ——- ——-

An hour, then another, then one more before a girl showed up. She looked unusual but he’s seen weirder. “Hey! Whose sidekick is this ? Who let her out onto the field? Get outta there kids.” Ollie pulled back an arrow, knowing full well it wouldn’t do anything against the giant lizard, but it was better than doing nothing.

She wasn’t even flying, she was just walking up to it. Like it was nothing she didn’t even seem scared just annoyed. “Hey! Somebody stop her be-“ the Martian hushed him,”Wait, look.”

Back straight, head held high, arms behind her, like a soldier. And Oliver would know he was well acquainted with a few, Stewart not withstanding. What was she- “Aaragon. You should not be here.” Her voice was loud, not commanding but stilled. She was, oh god this kid was nagging a dragon!

“I’m not angry…”

Oh my god no!

“I’m just disappointed.”

Green Arrow relaxed his arms, chuckling. The dragon, Aaragon actually looked shame faced.

—- ——

~Back at the watchtower~

Hal’s head was spinning, “We have to go after her!”

“Red Robin pull up a video feed now. Someone call in. We are not running into this situation without- “

“Bats shes just some kid!”

“She is an interdenominational being of unknown power who insisted she could take care of it. Call. Manhunter. first.”

—- —- —-

“What’s wrong this time Aragon I swear to CW if this is about a girl again.” Konstelacio dragged a hand down her face, ugh at least it was Aragon.

The two argued as the heroes regrouped to watch the show, uhh to gather intel.

“Come on now Aragon! What happened ! What are you really upset about? You haven’t gone off on a rage like this in months! Don’t make me call for help.”

“I don’t need help! And that’s Prince Aragon to you!”

Arsenal cringed, that couldn’t have been the right thing to say.

“No it isn’t, your sister has graciously allowed for you to have your title reinstated ONLY if you get help!” The girl huffed proud and tired. “And you were doing so good at foundling Aragon! What happened? You know I cant judge you. “ she snorted “I’m not Walker.”

“I don’t need counseling! I hate it! I hate everything! I hate humans!”

Konstelacio felt shaky in a sad way, she knew this speech. “That’s not how therapy works Aragon, you know that.”

“She’s right,” Black Canary stepped up. It was obvious the two beings knew each other and one of them was hurting. She approached softly, she was also the only one that could land a hit on this thing- even if she had to resort to ruining her voice. In case she was wrong she needed to be close enough to push the girl away.

The behemoth roared, “What would you know human!” Aragon snarled claws snapping around the girl!

Covering her, protecting her. Oh.

“Oh what did they do this time? Did they hurt you?”

Aragons neck rose, “As if these puny mortals could land a blow on the might Prince Aragon!”

“Ex Prince.”

“Gggrrrr!”

“Ether talk to me or let’s go home. You know we’re not supposed to be here.”

Aragon hummed looking down on the heroes, Arsenal hated it.

“It’s all gone.”

“What? What’s all gone?”

A low rumble emoted from the dragons despair, “Everything! My home! My castle! My kingdom ! Everything’s changed.”

“I’m sorry Aragon,” Konstelacio has been alive centuries and tried to acted it but in moments like this she felt small, so small.

“I am to, I didn’t mean to come to the living realm at all. I knew I was getting angry so I went out where I couldn’t damage sisters reputation anymore. I stubbles into a natural portal and just.”

“I understand suddenly being underwater must have been really scary for a fire user.” She missed the ocean… she the ancient ships not so much. “But why didn’t you come back afterwards! Honestly! I was starting to get worried -“

“No you weren’t.”

“What?” - Dinah pursed her lips closed, she had treated people like this before, she wanted to help, this girl was out of her depth.

“You didn’t even notice I was gone! No body noticed I was gone! Sister didn’t notice I was gone.” Aragon was frustrated, angry seething red. Things were perfect the way it was before! So what if he made some mistakes ruling after their parents died? And so what is Dora hated him? She doesn’t know anything! She doesn’t know how hard he had to work to keep everything together! .. so what if she was scared of him? He had been doing everything for her right? He had been… he was…

“I -I -iii”

“And it just made you madder right?” Black canary tiptoed, “Just made you feel like no one cares about you. Like you need to lash out to even be seen. I understand where you’re coming from. Your friend is right therapy is a long process and is bound to come with set backs and that’s okay. But you can’t just give up. Someone as strong as you is bound to push threw!”

Konstelacios throat filled with acid,“I’m sorry Aragon I didn’t know I’m a bad friend, please come home ? I promise to check in on you more. I’ll even blackmail FrightNight to hangout with us!”

“You would blackmail the FrightNight! For me?”

“I’d blackmail General Dan for you man!” The girl chuckled, “Tho speaking of the general we are going to have to check in with him.”

The beast moved back, and just what in the world was their general to make a literal dragon scared?????

“It’s okay Aragon I’ll do all the talking.” She winked up at the creature.

“Alright I’ll go back.” The mammoth of a livers pulled himself up towering over everyone, the girl didn’t flinch.

The blue ghost looked over at the heroes, “Thank you Healer for your words, I had not know I need to hear them. Kkhhmm and thank you green one the sight of a human closer to my time is … comforting I suppose. Archers are a rarity these days.”

The demon smiled finally time to go home!

“Wait, please excuse my interruption I have a few questions to ask miss Konstelacio.”

Aragon had begun to shrink into that of a young man, eighteen in medieval attire, instantly he was leaning over the girls shoulder. Protective. “And who are you?”

“Hello, My name is Martian manhunter.”