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[five-rivers]

Life's Great Lie 12

AO3

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Loki was shaking.  He was furious.  He was excited.  That boy had been so powerful.  Unheard of for a human.  By Loki’s estimate he was about the same age as his boy.  Amassing something like that in less than two decades was…  astounding.  And the way he used it!  Truly, Loki had rarely met a more kindred spirit. 

It complicated everything immensely, especially when coupled with the disappearance of Barton.  After all, no Barton meant no materials.  And they needed those materials, or, at least, the energy source.  Everything else was being labored over by Dr. Selvig and the assistants Loki had procured for him. 

On the other hand, the fight in Amity Park might have been enough to get Earth’s defenders to really hate him.    

No, that wasn’t what he’d been trying to do.  He was trying to divide them.  Divide and conquer, as they said, and Loki would conquer them.  They were divided.  They…  The boy, the pharaoh, he would be against Iron Man, if nothing else.  His boy’s other young friends didn’t seem terribly enamored of the heroes, either.  Likely, they would spend as much time getting SHIELD’s way as Loki’s in an attempt to get their other friend back. 

Not as good as crashing their ridiculous airship, but not terrible, all things considered. 

“That was stupid,” said the boy.  “That whole thing was stupid.  If you’d just waited—”

“It doesn’t matter,” said Loki.  “We still have the original plan.”

“Which was terrible.  Maybe…”  The boy glanced at where Selvig was working and licked his lips.  “What if we spliced into the power cable in the ocean?  Keep everything out of New York?  If the army you’re bringing can deal with space they can deal with water, right?”

“They can do many things,” said Loki, vaguely.  “But we cannot breathe underwater.”

“I don’t need to breathe.”

“And the rest of us?”

“We can steal a boat.”

Loki raised an eyebrow.  “I must commend your dedication to…” he trailed off.  Thanos’s herald was plucking at the strings of his mind.  He closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.  When was the last time he’d slept?  He’d have to meditate and see what the irritating and impatient creature wanted. 

He wanted- He needed—

Ice, invigorating and incongruous, washed over him, sweeping away the pull on his mind.  He breathed in through his teeth and rounded on the boy. 

“What did you do?”

“I helped you.  Mind control is unfriendly.”

Loki snarled.  “Boy, do you have any idea what you’ve done?”

“Yes.  But my name is Danny.”  He tilted his head.  “I’m pretty sure I’ve told you that before.”

“That is my contact with my army!”

“It isn’t really yours, though, is it?”

Loki raised his hand, intending to strike the boy for his impudence, but…  He dropped it.  There was no point to it.  Loki would merely have to find some way to instruct him not to interrupt the connection again without subverting his other, more important orders. 

Later, later.  Unless he was contacted again, it wasn’t a priority. 

“We could try to contact Jazz again.  I’d bet they took the equipment I asked for with them.”

“We are not talking to your sister.  We do not need any of that so-called equipment, regardless.”

“Yeah, sure, and do you really need an army from somewhere else?  I don’t want to tell you how to do your job, but look at everything you’ve already done all by yourself!”  He spread his hands to either side.  “Why not just keep doing this?  I’m sure that by the time whoever is really in charge of that army gets here, you’ll have gotten Earth to the point where it can more than match them.”

“Stop,” said Loki.  That was all irrelevant.  It was meaningless.  He could not—No.  Fighting Thanos was impossible.  All he could do was this.  All he could do… 

But the boy’s suggestion had merit.  Somewhat.  He had—He could—

His skin felt like it was crawling off.  Memories of—

He had made a mistake, and it would be—

There was much a god could endure—

Falling—

Danny put his hand on Loki’s arm and ice pricked at his skin.  It was like holding the Casket of Ancient Winters.  It was like touching a blizzard.  It was like the chill in his own blood. 

He put a hand on the boy’s shoulder, gently.  “Danny,” he said, voice soft, “this is the only way.  This is the only choice.  Everything else… is worse.”

“Sometimes, the right choice only seems worse.  Sometimes, the worse choice is the only one you can live with making.  The only one that won’t haunt you forever.”

“Then you understand me perfectly.”  He patted Danny on the shoulder, then turned away.  “We are going to Stark Tower.”

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“Like some kind of prisoner exchange?” asked Jazz. 

“No,” said Tucker.  “Because of the whole HYDRA thing, they don’t want the really awesome people who are partially famous for being nazi haters to be here.  But they need a place to deal with the alien problem.”

Well, they weren’t the only ones.  Jazz would even say that the alien problem was her top priority right now, right after not bleeding out or crashing.  She looked back at Barton. 

“And you’re sure arrow boy isn’t a nazi?”

“I’m not sure,” said Tucker.  “But based on what I’ve seen behind the curtain, I doubt it.  Unless he’s one of these codename guys.  There’s… a lot of double, triple security on everything and some of it is in languages I don’t speak.  They didn’t put sensitive stuff where the GIW could get it easily.  I guess the GIW were sort of the idiot cousins in all this.  Too loyal and know too much to completely brush off or take out when they have so few people comparatively, but too incompetent to put on anything they thought was real or important.”

“And no one believes in ghosts,” said Jazz. 

“You’d think that people would be more credulous, considering the whole super-soldier thing was decades ago and Thor is, you know, around.  Existing.  All those aliens.  Oh, and they’re not even—” He broke off.  “Okay, yeah, I know you don’t want me to talk about it, but who do you think was the first person I showed when I hacked you?  Get off my back.  There are so many other aliens.  There are even shape shifting aliens, just living here.  Like a Men in Black situation.”  Something in the background of Tucker’s call got very loud and annoyed looking. 

“And you’re sure none of these people are nazis?”

“Pretty sure.  The one woman is Russian, though.  Maybe.  Her accent is really good.  And Thor’s…  He’s not actually Scandinavian.  It’s whatever.  Look, I’ve only met, like, Stark.  And the Russian.  So, you aren’t exactly getting a personal vetting, here.”

Jazz sighed.  A personal vetting probably wouldn’t be all that useful, anyway, given the circumstances.  These were spies that could fool other spies.  Not people who would have trouble fooling Tucker. 

“But they’re all those heroes, right?” asked Sam.  “Not people that are coming out of nowhere.”

“Except the Russian.  And I’m not sure Dr. Banner really counts as a hero.  Except in, like, the pioneer in the field of science sense.”

“I don’t know,” said Sam, “there were some things on the internet way back.”

“Yeah,” said Tucker.  “I think we can at least be sure Captain America isn’t some kind of sleeper agent.  Or Mr. Stark.  I mean, whatever plan would involve making a really awesome weapons dealer billionaire in their pocket dump the weapons part and give eighty percent of his income to charity and spend his spare time tracking down terrorists and curing malaria would have to be really convoluted.”

“The malaria thing wasn’t actually me—”

“And, like.  Thor’s an alien.  So maybe he’s whatever the space equivalent of nazis is, but at least he’s not an Earth nazi, and—”

“Okay,” said Jazz.  “Tucker, you’re rambling.”

“Right, I don’t think these particular guys are HYDRA.”

“Great,” said Jazz.  “So, what do they actually want?”

“Like I said, they don’t want the, uh, the Avengers to be around the potential nazis.  Probable nazis.  HYDRA agents.  Whatever you want to call them.  But they still need a place to work.  They want that place to be the Ops Center.”

Jazz bit her lip.  She wasn’t enthusiastic about letting a bunch of heavily armed strangers who were buddies with the guy who had shot her into their space.  But while they could use the ops center to track Danny if he was using his powers and capture him with the onboard equipment and shields, if Loki had more people like arrow boy and the weaponry to back them up…  Jazz didn’t think the ops center would do all that well against, say, a grenade launcher.  It wasn’t built with that kind of weaponry in mind. 

For that matter, it wouldn’t do all that well against the GIW if they decided to attack.  They didn’t have Danny to drive them off this time. 

(And Loki had held his ground against Tucker while he was in the full grip of Duulaman.  Danny had trouble with Duulaman.  His power couldn’t be dismissed.)

“How many of them are there again?”

“Five,” said Tucker.  “Not counting arrow guy.  Barton.”

Then they’d outnumber her, Sam and Tucker by two to one.  And three of them were soldiers trained to fight, another could pull a Cujo if he got even the least bit annoyed, one was armed to the teeth, and one was at least the inspiration for a god. 

“Oh!  And Valerie is here.  Not sure why, but.  You know.”

“Well that’s something,” said Jazz.  She wasn’t thrilled about Valerie being involved, and she didn’t know what side she’d come down on in a fight, but…  Yeah.  It was something. 

“She knows.  Actually, all of these guys do.  About Danny.”

Jazz closed her eyes.  She’d known that, but getting it confirmed had a different effect.

There was a way to even those odds, at least a little bit.  She didn’t like it. 

“Where do they want to meet?” she asked. 

Tucker rattled off a set of coordinates.  Jazz started shaking her head before he was done.

“No,” she said.  “Tell them to meet us at Lake Eerie.”

.

“Are you thinking it’s a trap?” asked Sam. 

“No,” said Jazz, “but the GAV still has to follow roads.  Mostly.”

“Oh, no,” said Sam. 

Jazz shrugged.  “We don’t have a lot of options.  Mom and Dad…  I don’t even know what they know.  They’re working for SHIELD somehow, too, so they probably know.”

“They might still be okay with—” She looked at arrow boy.  Barton.  Annoying guy.  Whatever.  “With the whole molecule by molecule thing.  More than okay with it.  We don’t know.  We can’t bring them into this situation.”

“Yeah,” said Jazz, “but they’ll defend us.  We’re the ones who’re here, and to help others you have to take care of yourself.  We can cross any other bridges when we get to them.”

Sam wasn’t so sure about that.  In fact, she was the opposite of sure about that.  “I don’t want them to be in a situation where shooting at Danny while knowing he’s Danny is something they have to do.  I don’t want them…”  She trailed off. 

“I get what you’re saying.  I do.  He’s my brother.  They’re my parents.  But… I don’t think they will.  Not like that.”

“If I can put my two cents in,” called Barton from across the room.

“No,” snapped Sam. 

“I did meet the Fentons.”

“Great,” said Sam, “so have I.  You’re not special.”

“Yes, but I have a bit of an outside perspective.  You know how that goes.  I’ve met Danny, too.”

“Did you shoot him, too?”

“Sam…”

“No, that’s a good point.  But no.  I met them, and the only thing they talked about more than their work was their kids.  Maybe not the best thing to do when you’re being hired by spies, but…”  He shrugged, the motion cut short by the handcuffs.  “They care.”

“That was never in doubt,” said Jazz, as cold as Sam ever heard her. 

“Hey, we’re on the same side, now, right?  I’m just trying to be helpful.  The more comfortable you are, the better.” 

“The better to ambush us, you mean?”

“Still not helpful,” said Jazz.

Sam crossed her arms and tapped her foot.  She was just trying to look at all the perspectives.  Danny loved his parents.  But there were reasons that, despite everything, he hadn’t trusted them.  And anyone who worked with SHIELD could by HYDRA.  Anyone. 

If it were just up to Sam, she wouldn’t work with any of them.  Danny had allies in the Ghost Zone.  If nothing else, his enemies wouldn’t like him being occupied.  They were awfully territorial over him sometimes.  They just had to, you know, make a portal…  travel through the Zone…  hope the portal opened somewhere useful… find the necessary ghosts… convince them to come back… make another portal to a useful place… the porta-portal and Fenton Bazooka portals didn’t last that long, after all. 

Yeah, that was totally doable. 

Absolutely workable despite Jazz’s arrow wound, the assassin/hostage, Sam’s relative inexperience with the technology they had on hand, and the lack of Zone-ready transportation. 

Yeah, right. 

She couldn’t even say all that stuff in her own head without it sounding sarcastic. 

Even if they could do all of that and got an army of ghosts, Loki could bring his army over first.  There was no guarantee that an army of ghosts could beat an army of aliens.  They didn’t even knew how big Loki’s army was, except that he expected it to be able to conquer the planet with it.  They needed backup, regardless.

“Okay.  Fine.  Call them.  We’ll meet up with the superpowered boy band, too.  But you know what people who are used to being in charge are like.  This is going to go wrong, and it’s going to go wrong fast.”

“And then you’ll say I told you so?”

“And then I’ll say I told you so.”

[catmaraudersfan]

DpxMarvel idea:

Frostbite is Laufey and the rest of the Far Frozen is the ghosts of the Jotun.

Danny meets the Avengers (Loki is long since redeemed and works with them), sees Loki, and remembers a message from his Doctor and friend.

"Hey, uh, my Ghost Doctor wanted me to tell you something," Danny told Loki awkwardly.

"Yes?" Loki responds, raising an eyebrow.

"He's no longer angry. He understands why you did what you did," Danny repeats. Then, seeing the confused faces and remembering something else, he adds, "Oh, and he gave me permission to use his old, living name. He said his name was Laufey. Anyway, he says if you ever wish to talk things out, to ask me and I'll take you to him."

"Does he treat you well as a healer?" Thor asks on behalf of his shook brother.

"Oh, yeah! We're actually really good friends," Danny assures, beaming. ".... My ghost half has even started looking more like him and the others."

Loki's eyes widen. "Show me ..... Please."

Danny does so, hoping this will ease the tension.

His new form has blue-black skin, constellations on his skin *Danny explains the space stuff is one of his Obsessions shining through*, and ice growing from his head in almost a crown shape, the ACTUAL Ghost King crown on his head with the Ring of Rage on his finger.

Loki is trying to catch his breath. This child looks almost similar to Laufey, PROVING the child's claim that Laufey has calmed is true.

[artemismoorea03]

DCxDP or Marvel Prompt: Bleeding Out

A mission from Clockwork sends Danny to another dimension to prevent some kind of disaster that could result in the destruction of said dimension or potentially endangering the Ghost Zone. As a result Danny is able to meet a group of heroes (Justice League or Avengers).

These heroes test Danny, learn about him and learn to trust him. He's from another dimension not too different from theirs and from what they understand his powers are called "Ghost". They have no idea that Danny is a ghost.

So when Danny takes a hard hit in the field and is dumping green blood the team is frantic. Yes, they know Danny has a human form, they've run plenty of tests but they think they're one and the same. They don't understand that the ghost side can't die and that the ghost side keeps the human side alive.

They're frantic.

They're panicking.

Danny is bleeding out in the field, loosing more and more blood to the point where even those who could be considered Gods or are Gods are getting more and more concerned. They have no idea Danny will live.

But the fact that Danny just keeps making jokes about it isn't helping.

They're concerned.

He's confused and doesn't understand that they didn't understand his explanation of being a "Ghost" and the villains are just wondering how much harder they have to hit this kid before he stays down.

[moonlightsprompts]

# Mcu 35 / Dcu 139

Danny never thought he would become part of the rich after his parents retired and gave him the Fentom business he took it and changed it from making ghost weapons to making renewable energy with ectoplasm that could power anything.

Even though he is part of the rich now he refuses to act like it he will wear a hoodie jeans and sneakers to important meetings. He still goes to fast food restaurants rather than sitting in a fancy restaurant and at a fancy party he will disappear and be later found in a park feeding ducks or playing with kids.

[stillpanicking]

Ironman: You want me to help your parents?

Phantom: They've been looking for sponsors, but due to their work related to the paranormal...

Ironman: Let me guess... the science community think they are quacks.

Phantom: As goofy as they are, they are not quacks. Exhibit A... Phantom points at himself.

Ironman: ......

Phantom: looks away, feeling the judgemental stare. It was my fault, I went into failed portal and accidentally turned it on from the inside. Suuuure, they shouldn't have put the on and off switch on said thing... but I'm still alive! Ish. Half. Details.

Ironman: Have you told them? About....?

Phantom: I have. They tore down the house and redid it to make sure it no longer locks into my exto-signature. Along with redoing their life's work... which is why I'm hoping you could help? Sponser them?

Ironman: You know what. After helping me deal with that Techie Ghost dude, I'll help. In one condition.

Later....

Tony Stark: Peter! I have a new friend for you! He likes space!

Much later... Tony regrets ever introducing Peter to Danny.

[thekitsunesiren]

Dp x Marvel #5

Peter's school were getting some students due to an exchange program that they were hosting. Apparently from they were from some place called Amity. MJ was excited because she believed that perhaps the students would be witches or part of some sort of cult, but Peter somehow doubted it.

When they arrived though, he believed that he spoke too soon. The three students that arrived seemed to be a bit off, for some reason. The first was a goth girl that had a mix of black and purple clothing. Her attire and personality made Peter believe that she and MJ would get along really well. The second kid was a student who wore casual wear, but the gear that he had in his hands was like nothing he's ever seen before. And he worked with Mr. Stark! So maybe he was an inventor himself?

But the third kid? He was the one who set his spidey sense off the most, but he didn't know why. He seemed unassuming for the most part. Black hair and blue eyes dressed in clothes that seemed slightly bigger than him for some reason. He seemed to be looking everywhere except for him.

No. Wait. His eyes just turned green. That couldn't be right, could it? There was nothing wrong with these new kids. Right?

[bet-on-me-13]

Ellie is Lady Death from Marvel

Ellie is Lady Death and her Big Bro is really annoyed that this walking raisin is trying to seduce her

Overprotective Big Brother Mode: Activate

[brekitten]

The Therapist

There's a new therapist at school.

Normally this wouldn't really bother Peter at all, since he's never gone to see a shrink in his life and doesn't ever plan on it, but there's something... off about this woman.

She seems unassuming enough at first glance. Red hair, green eyes, bright red lipstick. But there is something in her eyes, something that Peter can only describe as a predator looking at its next prey, when she looks around the school at all of the teenagers milling about. Heck, even the way she walks makes her seem as if she is a predator stalking her prey.

It could always be some kind of power move, Peter reasons. He's met people like that before, who try to intimidate everyone around them into thinking that they are superior, that they are the apex predator and anyone who dares to cross them would pay for it dearly.

But his Spidey Sense went crazy around her.

He tries to brush it off as paranoia. He'd pulled an all-nighter last night in the lab with Tony because neither of them had been able to sleep, and he hadn't been sleeping well even before that. (Funny, how it had all started the night after he first bumped into the new therapist in the halls.) So his Spidey Sense is probably out of wack because he's tired. Simple as that.

But it seems like everyone in the school is depressed. Even Ned, who can't even muster up the energy and enthusiasm to talk about Legos or Star Wars or even the weather. It worries Peter.

Because it all started when that therapist came to the school.

He can't ignore it forever, he knows that. There is only so long his Spidey Sense can tell him that she is danger danger danger before he finally listens. He has to do something to help everyone.

So he researches.

And he falls into the rabbit hole of ghosts and ectoplasm and secret government organizations and the little, unassuming town of Amity Park, Illinois.

He doesn't sleep that night.

When he comes to school the next morning, Dr. Penelope Spectra looks him dead in the eyes, and smiles.

[evilminji]

You know what I think would be neat?

Loki, the Sky Walker himself, when he fell beyond the trees branches but before that Purple fucker could get him... felt A path, much like the hidden ones he'd wandered for YEARS, and franticly tries to catch himself.

After all, he let go in a moment of incredible emotional distress. But that moment passes. The fear kicks in. The natural, strategist's, "survival at all costs" primal drive starts SCREAMING. You grab for the ledge. Try to STOP your fall.

But~!

What if? What he was FEELING?

Was a Natural Fuckin Portal.

And Loki is no slouch! He manages to change his trajectory. His mind is still in shambles, he's an emotional wreck, mascara probably running, just? Having THE WORST month or so of his life. He's too pretty for this bullshit, he would insist, if he wasn't FALLING THROUGH THE VOID.

He's made some choices.

They may have been ill advised.

Possibly even terrible ideas, actually.

But he's come too far to die NOW. And if his brother's insane adventures and hare brained schemes haven't killed him, then THIS sure as shit won't be putting him in an graves. He refuses to allow it.

He expects to slam face first into alien dirt. At speed. It? Is going to HURT, he knows.

But that is not what happens.

He passes through a yawning portal, into Veridian skys, and slams face first into the back of passing youth. Knock BOTH of them from the sky and through several nearby floating islands.

He nearly gets punched for it.

The boy only stopping, fist merely moments from his faces, when he seems to finally register the state Loki is in. The next thing Loki knows? He's being rushed off Yeti healers. A FUSS is being made.

The youth is strong arming him into being a guest in his... frankly ALARMING home.

Loki likes the Gothic one. She seems like she bites. But the boy's parents BAFFLE him. The boy, "Danny" just? Showed up with him? And declared he was a "visiting Fenton Cousin"? SURELY that can not WORK! Boy, they are your PARENTS, they know better then YOU who is and is not rela-.....

How did that work.

No, HOW DID THAT WORK? Child answer me. And explain the violent cold meats.

Just? Loki, intellectually stimulated, like a cat in a fresh new environment. Removed from stressors. Not the strongest being around by far, but enjoying the challenge none the less. Fulfilling his life long trained role of "king's advisory" in an almost relaxed Highly Sarcastic Uncle On Vacation Who Is Also A Semi-Feral Cat sorta way to this new Child King he found.

Loved and respected for Being Loki. Just Loki. No preconceived notions to fulfill, no roles he must play, just... Be Loki.

Best part? Asgard and Thor and such? Irrelevant! Their own closed system far, far away. He's finally FREE of the shadow Asgard casts. He's taken "starting over in a new country to escape a toxic home life" to a whole new weight class unique just to him. The dude is THRIVING.

And? I bet he REALLY enjoys tormenting Vlad.

@ailithnight @hdgnj @hypewinter @lolottes @nerdpoe

[nightblackowlbat]

Organ Donor Corpse AU

Organ transplants save lives. Danny has a saving people thing and a bunch of organs he doesn’t need. Put them together and what do you got? Chaos.

Ok so I’ve seen 2 versions of Corpse AU. One where there’s just the one body from his original death, and one where he leaves a corpse every time he goes ghost.

So for the first version, Danny decided he wanted to be an organ donor before the accident. Then he dies, and his body is found before he could figure out how to turn back human and hide cover it all up. Danny is declared dead and his organs are given to compatible patients.

This is where it gets interesting. Everyone thinks Danny is dead. Heck, even Danny thinks he’s dead. Before all this he didn’t think ghosts were even real so who’s to say they don’t have the ability to mimic life? That sounds like something his parents would believe evil ghosts could do. He figures he’s just a ghost with the ability to pretend to be alive. But that feels mean and cruel. Everyone already knows he’s dead so what’s the point in pretending otherwise? Danny doesn’t want to be like the evil ghosts his parents speak of. So now he’s just Phantom. Only Sam and Tucker who saw it happen know that Phantom is the ghost of their friend Danny.

(Huh kinda like a reverse “no one knows” AU. Instead of being secretly dead, he’s secretly alive.)

Meanwhile the patients who received the organs of Danny Fenton are experiencing weird symptoms. Because technically, each and every one of them is both part Halfa and also a living grave to the Halfa who made them so. And a ghost always knows where their grave is. They can feel if it is desecrated. So what does it mean that Danny’s grave is a bunch of people? A bunch of people he never met, people whose lives he saved, people who are now mysteriously developing ghost powers after their operations. Phantom knows where each of these strangers are at all times and he can feel if they are in danger.

Does this turn into a religion? A cult? Do any of the organ recipients resent what they have become? Who begins to investigate why people are developing ghost powers? SHIELD? Justice League Dark? MACUSA? (ETC Insert crossover of your choice here) or just the plain old GIW?

It would make an interesting story no matter what you pick.

Now on to the second version. Danny dies and leaves behind a corpse every time he goes ghost. That adds up to a lot of bodies. A lot of organs. A lot of lives he could save. And also a lot of evidence to hide.

Like damn, not only is Danny a teenage vigilante dealing with school and bullies and crazy ghosts and ghost hunting parents and a frootloop godfather, but he also on top of all that, has to dispose of a ton of bodies. Sam and Tucker are great at stuffing dead Danny into closets whenever a ghost attacks but he isn’t gonna make them dig graves with him.

Vlad has his own crematorium but like hell is Danny gonna ask him for help. Besides, it just feels like such a waste. People die every day waiting for organ transplants and he’s just throwing them away. But Danny is only 14. He can’t start his own shady medical practice or black alley organ trade. Sure, maybe when he’s older he will make his own organization so that he can make sure things are run as ethically and safely as possible. But for now? He can’t do that.

Tucker goes onto the dark web to find criminals who deal in organs. Sam uses her rich girl skills to bargain and set up the business. Danny works on the practicals for times and pipeline of shipments. And now there’s a new owner of the ice-cream shop. Sam and Tucker have keys to the giant cooler there. “Ice cream” trucks stop by frequently to make pick ups.

Sam, Tucker and Danny are making bank. Danny does feel guilty that the money is coming from people so desperate they’re willing to buy black market organs, but he at least knows that he’s saving people. And he figures that every organ he donates is one less that the criminals would just steal out of some poor victim’s body. He donates most of his money and keeps what he can pass off as savings from odd jobs. Tucker invests his share. Sam doesn’t need the cash but she puts some away in an emergency fund in case they need to go on the run.

Now as before, the fun comes from the consequences of all this. Do some superheroes bust the organ smuggling ring and the huge quantity of merchandise leads them to suspect human trafficking? Do they realize the organs are all genetically identical and conclude it’s byproducts of a cloning facility? Is this how they find out that Danny really is a clone of one of the superheroes? Do the transplants still give ghost powers and are people clamoring to get one even if they don’t need a transplant? Is some villain (HYDRA, LoA insert crossover here) making an army of super ghost powered soldiers?

Whatever you choose it’ll be crazy.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 348

(Been a bit since I did an Ennead AU or Prompt, huh)

They had been… Shattered, torn apart, barely developed cores ripped from still living bodies left spasming and rotting, consciousness frayed and trapped in the shards. Had been pulled apart further, warped until they could barely remember what they were before, flashes of separate memories coming together to form knowledge they did not like. 

They had… found each other, less alive and dead than before, only continuing to exist from the saturation of the surrounding ecto. Had cobbled themselves together, nine becoming four then two, then one singular core. 

One being of Nine, dripping blood, dripping gore and viscera of the living, hair still grasped in their claws as they dropped a head. They were many, yet one, all of them buzzing around each other like the circling of planets. 

Hands flex, the movement, feeling of living flesh novel to their senses. Senses that confirmed what they had long dreaded. They were the last- the others gone, dead, shattered beyond hope. They hope it was painless, even as they knew it was not. The scientists never cared about how much pain they caused, only that they got results. 

Where were their results now? Where were their weapons and torture that they were so proud of? It didn’t protect them, and the Nine that were One couldn’t help the laugh. What use was freedom when everyone was gone? When they could feel reality breaking apart from the unbalance that even their power was useless in correcting? 

The dead and the living, the living and the dead, always chasing after the other in an endless cycle. Now broken, shattered like them, yet unable to be put back together. 

They laughed, a broken, croaking, sobbing sound as they grieved for those whose names they could no longer remember. Who were now Nothing, no name to be whispered to the stars, no grave for a mutilated corpse to be lowered. Only chunks of gore tossed aside when their torturers were done, discarded like waste. 

What else is there to do, but Wail, to let out their fury and grief and anguish into the void even as the world crumbles around them? What else is left but to drift as the abyss trails ever-hungry. There’s no more Ancients, no more Humans, nor more Life, and no Death to claim them. 

So they are left adrift, tails lifeless, form shifting between Beast and Other as time escapes them. For there is no Time, no Space, not here, not in this emptiness where even the Infinite would not dare touch. How long they drifted, wandered, they did not, do not, know. 

Yet they know the moment something disturbs their aimless wandering, the fuzzy, sputtering feeling trying to wrap around a wrist. They stare, even if they see nothing, heads tilting and twisting as they whisper amongst themselves. What is it, they wonder, the sensation something strange and unfamiliar compared to the ever-starving feeling that had long since become normal. 

So they let it take hold, it would never have succeeded otherwise, and they open their eyes not in the Nothing, but to the Sun. 

(Been a while so have some of the art I did of the Ennead lol)

(In dragon form the main body goes from the head/neck colors to a black while the underbelly is iridescent- Also yes there's a torn opening on their chest like a wound or maw) (Humanoid form is about 15' and dragon form varies around 200' or larger)

[catmaraudersfan]

Idea I got while daydreaming and listening to a song:

One day, a group of aliens send out a musical Hypnotic message. Only ghosts, metas, other aliens can hear it/are affected/hypnotized.

GOOD NEWS! The aliens aren't after Earth or have any evil plans.

Their Princess is missing on Earth somewhere. They need help finding her.

They asked for help this way because they weren't sure if Earth would help them willingly.

[artemismoorea03]

DPxMarvel: Phantom Incoming

Tony has a secret.

One he hasn't told any other Avengers, one he kept as far from SHIELD as possible, and a little ace up his sleeve incase shit ever hit the fan. Part of him wanted nothing more than to show off his secret, to brag about what he had found and make sure they knew that this Ace was his. But he also knew this 'Ace' was a kid - a kid younger than even Spiderman with the weight of a whole dimension and a town on his shoulders. Tony didn't need to bother him or show him off like some kind of award when the team still gave him shit about having Spiderman around.

But then shit hit the fan.

A fight. A massive fight with casualities everywhere. They were running out of options, running out of fight, running out of give.

Tony sounded the alarm for Phantom then sighed.

"Hey, uh... Phantom Incoming."

"Phantom? What the hell? Who is Phantom? What is Phantom?" Hawkeye started asking.

"Don't ask questions, Barton just get the hell away from the middle of the fight, all of you."

"Oh god it's a weapon. It's a super weapon. You're going to kill us all." Spiderman grumbled anxiously as Tony watched the trackers on the members of his team indicate that they were quickly leaving the area.

"What is the blast radius on this?" Black Widow was quick to ask.

"Yes." Tony said which wasn't reassuring to anybody.

The shift in the air was instant and tony silently hoped that he'd given the team enough warning as a portal ripped open in the middle of the battle field and a wave of green shot out. Enemies were toppled, trees were uprooted and frantic voices could be heard all around them.

Tony opened his mask, seeing a small white haired figure in the middle. "KID! YOU'RE CLEAR! IF THEY'RE NOT IN SPANDEX THEY'RE NOT OUR FRIENDS!" He shouted then flew off.

The echoed wail that followed seconds later while the rest of the team watched from a safe distance as the enemy was taken down (but not killed, Phantom wouldn't kill anybody if he could help it which did mean clean up would be a hassle).

"Now I know what you meant when you said the blast radius is 'yes'." Hawkeye said as the rest of the team nodded.

[hypewinter]

The GIW has succeeded in destabilizing the Ghost Zone. Both the zone and Danny's world are falling apart. The residents have no choice but to seek refuge in another universe.

[finemeal]

DP x Marvel Fic Cover Art

I've added Jeff Cover Art (inspired by "It's Jeff!") to the 50 fic DP x Marvel fic challenge I've given myself this year.

[the-autistic-spider]

i would like Danny phantom crossover fics to have ninja outfit Danny

so he still uses ghost powers (less obviously so people cant tell he's a ghost) but with the sword and outfit

(inspired by the short moment in titans phantom)