#Ghost Spider bite Danny

[satoshy12]

Danny Phantom and Spider-Man

With a spider Danny.

Ghost Spider.

Danny was bitten by a ghost spider. He becomes a ghost spider.

Spiderverse:" Danny, who saw the Green Goblin in Peter's World, said, "I want to swap! Swap! " Peter:" Hey!" Danny:" Your goblin is better!" Peter:" No, he isn't! He is a monster!" Norman is just watching them argue. Not even attacking. Danny: "He doesn't flirt with your mother, right? No matter what he does, he can be that bad!" Spider moved his mask up to free his mouth and then vomited on the ground. He had just before him Norman flirting with Aunt May. Norman wasn't sure if he should be insulted or not.

+ A few of Danny's villains

Green goblin = Vlad Kraven = Skulker Black Cat = Ember (the rockstar who is a thief and flirts with Ghost Spider)

[attacusabacus]

Concept: Danny gets another set of powers

Something happens, idk he's hit by a blast of radiation, maybe a radioactive spider bite, who knows. Point is, on top of his halfa-ness, he gets some new, non-ghost related powers.

He could probably pass these off as just a weird development in his powers, but either he thinks it be less fun, or (more likely) this somehow does not cross his mind. Instead, he forms another superhero identity, one that's more of a classic superman-type persona and pallet.

The townspeople are ecstatic at having another protector. And, in the case of his parents, glad to finally have someone to keep that menace Phantom in line.

He kinda leans into that for a bit and these two superheroes don't get along with each other. Conveniently, he's been working on his duplication, so he's able to stage elaborate battles against himself, before eventually realizing like the idiot (affectionate) he is that he can do better. He can be his own promoter.

SuperDanny: Oh yeah, I've realized that Phantom's not actually a bad guy. We still like to tussle it out a bit, but he's really doing a lot of good work.

*takes off fake mustache, transforms*

Phantom: Oh why thank you SuperDanny, that's really nice of you. By the way, has anyone ever told you how handsome you are?

[obscuregenderenvy]

No Man (But You): Additional scene

Peter had had a long day, and if he was honest with himself he did not want to patrol later. He was so tired he didn't even notice the person occupying his couch when he got home, or the fact that the door that was broken only last night was now fixed perfectly.

He actually has his shirt half over his head and covering his eyes before the intruder makes himself known.

A wolf whistle and a shout.

"Woo! Petey I didn't know you were shredded under that nerdy little outfit!" Wade, his neighbor, was apparently in his apartment.

Peter quickly shoves his shirt back down to cover himself, face red in embarrassment and anger.

"Wade!?" Peter's glare could level cities, but Wade just laughs and lounges back further into Peter's couch. "What are you doing here?"

"I broke the door, I fixed the door." Wade's smile is contagious even with how dead on his feet Peter is.

"Oh- I... Thank you." Peter doesn't know what else to say so they just stare in silence for a moment.

In that moment Peter realizes he's probably not getting a choice in going on patrol or not because Wade is very hard to get rid of normally but after last night he doubts Wade will accept any reason Peter would give for him to leave. His head throbs and an aura forms in the corners of his vision. He tries to adjust glasses that he hasn't needed since the spider bite, managing to just poke himself between his eyes.

"Mhmm, now would you please sit down before you pass out." Wade's voice is suddenly serious and Peter watches the world fisheye for a second before Wade is snatching him by the arm and pulling him towards the couch.

Peter lands roughly, his face pressed into the thread bare pillows that line his couch and one leg twisted oddly.

"Hey!" His protest is eaten by the couch, he lifts his head and glares at Wade.

"You were going ghost Danny," Wade jokes then looks at Peter with full seriousness. "When did you eat last?"

"Uh? I definitely had breakfast." Peter thinks he did at least.

"I doubt you had one good enough to make up for the blood loss. Which I cleaned up that stain, and the others. Which I would love an explanation on that seemed like a lotta blood Bambi." Wade's rambling just picks up as Peter walks away from him, his plan is to search through the kitchen and try to come up with a plan.

He needs to find a way to cancel on Deadpool without Wade seeing him. Keeping his secret identity is going to be an issue if Wade decides to be a permanent fixture in his life. Even though his intentions are sweet, he doesn't realize how much of a problem he's being for Peter.

"Hello! Earth to Peter? Calling Moon Man!" Wade's voice breaks through the whirlwind thoughts.

"Huh?" Peter stops and turns to look at Wade.

"I said I ordered a pizza, figured you'd be back by now." Wade frowns and waves a hand at Peter, gesturing come here. With out thinking Peter returns to the couch.

Wade grabs his arm again but the pull is expected and more gentle this time. Peter allows his neighbor (friend?) to pull him down next to him. Wade casually drapes an arm over his shoulders and knocks their heads together softly.

"So brown eyes, let's watch a movie while we wait!" Wade acts like they do this all the time, like Peter knew he would be here and have food on the way.

It's too much for his tired brain, so he just goes with it. He lets Wade prattle on about nothing while looking through his DVD collection until the knock on the door signals the pizza's arrival.

Wade insists on Star Wars so they watch that while they eat, eventually Wade gets up to use the bathroom and Peter uses that moment to use Spider-Man's phone to text Deadpool that he's staying in tonight. Only to see he already received a text from DP already saying the same thing. Well he actually said something far more vulgar than Peter would have but whatever.

By the time they finish the movie Peter is over tired and almost loopy from it. When he felt it coming on he tried to kick Wade out but it didn't work. Wade just amped up the jokes. When Peter tried to wrestle him off the couch he ended up in a head lock he would need Spider Strength to get out of so he relented and let Wade put on the next movie.

They settle back in and Peter doesn't mean to but he ends up with his head resting on Wade's shoulder. The weirdly familiar smell of gunpowder and leather soothing him in a way he can't even admit to himself. The last coherent thought he has before falling asleep on Wade's shoulder is that he should go to bed but that Wade was so warm and so comfortable.

When he wakes up in bed in the morning still wearing his clothes from the day before he's confused for a long time until he gets a vague memory of Wade carrying him to bed and then leaving last night. He was surprised the other man was willing to care for him like that. It has been a long long time since Peter had someone tuck him into bed sleeping.

He's thinking it over when there's the sound of a key in his door, that sends him shooting out of bed and grabbing his baseball bat in seconds. He sets his feet and ignores the twinge in his arm from his slash wound.

When the door finally swings open to reveal Wade standing there, key in hand, looking at least somewhat embarrassed.

"Oh, you're up!" Wade's moment of guilt is quickly washed away with a smirk.

"Why do you have a key?" Peter lowers the bat but doesn't put it away. This guy can say all the right things all he wants. He can tuck Peter into bed or whatever, but he's drawing a line here- so help him.

"I figured it would save me from shelling out for another door in the future pretty boy. But if property damage is your thing who am I to deprive you!" Wade wags his hairless eyebrows at Peter. Startling a laugh from deep in his chest.

"Why would you need to break my door down again?" Peter switches the bat from hand to hand, the pros and cons of letting this happen screaming through his still groggy brain.

"I won't. I have a key now," he continues to grin at Peter.

"Knock first."

"Never gonna happen." Wade finally enters the apartment. "But I can respect the deadbolt."

Peter eyes the other man carefully. It's not like Peter couldn't handle him if he needed to, it's just the whole secret identity thing that makes this not okay. For some reason he does trust Wade. A little at least.

"C'mon Parker I swear it's just for emergencies. What if you get locked out!"

"You'll respect the deadbolt?" He's so hesitant about this, but his Spidey Senses remain quiet so this can't be too bad an idea. Right?

"At first!" Wade holds a hand up like a boy scout swear, but he crosses his fingers and smiles. Peter just narrows his eyes before placing the bat back in its not hiding place.

[underforeversgrace]

purple and red

DannyMay 2023 Day 2 - Backpack

Title: purple and red

Words: 881

Complete

Jack knew that backpack. He knew that bag on sight, he’d seen it for so many years, slung over his son’s shoulders.

“Mom!” A sixth grade Danny whined. “It’s purple! That’s a girl color!”

“Now, Danny,” Maddie sighed. “Colors aren’t gendered. Gender is a social construct, understand?”

Danny grumbled, holding the new purple backpack in his hands, tags still attached. “And Fentons don’t follow what society says just because they say it.” He said, a mantra he’d heard his entire life.

Jack smiled, slapping his son so hard on the back he was flung forward. Mercifully, he was able to catch his small son before his head slammed against the wall. “Oops! Sorry, Danno!” He patted his shoulder with a more appropriate strength. “But that’s exactly right! Just because the majority is louder doesn’t mean they’re right. From gender to ghosts, it takes good people to be brave enough to challenge that.”

“I don’t wanna be brave, I just wanna be normal.” Danny said, though he no longer was acting like the backpack was a spider trying to bite him.

“Being normal is vastly overrated.” Jack said.

“And the bravest ones are those who come when called whether or not they want to, anyway, not the ones who parade in gold.” Maddie said, brushing back his long bangs and pressing her lips to his forehead.

Danny rolled his eyes, though he finally plucked off the tag, pulling it onto his back, where it was almost laughably too large for him. He’d grow into it, Jack knew. “That is the lamest thing you’ve ever said, mom.” Danny said, though his eyes lit up as he laughed.

He stepped closer to it. Even shredded and burnt, it was undeniably his son’s. What was it doing here, behind a dumpster in an alley?

“It just doesn’t make sense to me, Dad!” Danny, now in his final year of middle school, said. He jerked several papers from the backpack, crumpled as they were at the bottom. “I just can’t understand it! Quadratic equations are the single worst thing I’ve ever seen.”

Jack laughed, moving the backpack to the floor so he could take the seat it had been in. “Lemme see, Danno.”

Danny grumbled as he flattened it out, pushing it in front of his father. “It’s all a foreign language to me.”

“Then it’s a good thing I speak this language,” Jack said, ruffling his son’s hair.

Why was it in a pool of red? What was the red seeping out and growing larger from behind the dumpster, where Jack couldn’t see?

Jack studied the backpack on the floor by the door. It looked too full, nearly to bursting. What did Danny have in there? It certainly wasn’t his schoolwork, if his recent report card was any indication.

He’d still been considering looking through the bag when Danny hurried down the stairs from his room.

“There it is!” Danny said with a relieved sigh, lifting the backpack with ease, despite how heavy it seemed to be, if the way the bottom of the bag stretched was any indication.

A smile and a wave to his father and then he was gone, returned to his room.

Forcing his feet forward, he fought down the nausea creeping into his stomach, into his throat. He had to see. He had to know.

“I know the ghosts are a concern, Mr. Fenton.” Lancer said from behind the desk, the backpack resting between them. “But these are still weapons.”

Danny sat beside his father, staring firmly at his hands. “They can’t hurt humans.” He protested.

“Yet you were burned earlier when one of them accidentally got set off.” Lancer responded.

“I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again, no more weapons.” Jack had said, trying to give his son an encouraging pat on the shoulder as he did.

Danny just pulled away from him.

A teenager sat there, black haired and clutching at the bleeding stump of his arm, severed at the elbow, crying and clutching it against himself as tightly as he could. The weapon Jack had just shot at the infamous ghost boy, that had sliced through him, clattered to the ground.

“Whatever, Dad.” Danny said as he pulled his backpack from the GAV, Jack having given him a ride to school.

“Son…” Jack said, grasping at straws as he tried to recover the conversation. All he’d done was make a joke about how much fun it would be to feed Phantom into the Ecto-Converted that powered the vehicle.

“What if you’re wrong about their ability to feel pain?” Danny had asked after, having been silent for too long, not laughing at the joke.

“Then they’re still just ghosts,” Jack had answered. “Still just imprints of humanity. Their pain isn’t real.”

“But it feels real to them?”

“They’re ghosts, son. No one cares.” Jack had said, pulling up along the curb.

"I thought we were supposed to stand up for people who society didn't care about? Be brave enough to challenge it?

"For people, son. We do that for people."

Danny had slammed the door and walked away before Jack could say anything, leaving the man confused and sad. What had he said wrong?

Danny’s head shot up at the noise, blue eyes filled with pained tears.

“Dad?”

[t0xic-sludge]

Bit of a revamp of Phantom-webs suit + more details

More details danny has more spider like features in and out of ghosts form he can decide if they show up or not but most of the time they respond to his emotions danny in this au often struggles with the fact if he can be considered human or not due to his powers and how they changed his dna.

He has slits in his hands and feet for his claws / hooks his bite is slightly poisonous / acidic .if he decides to release it, but otherwise, it's mostly harmless .

[chansaw]

i’m obsessed w the concept of your spider sona can you tell us more abt it

THANK YOU ITS SO SELF INDULGENT JFJDHDJDJD

so yeah. the radioactive spider bite straight up killed her (i say her instead of me even though it’s a sona but whatevs. i’m used to writing like that) but in the words of miracle max from the princess bride, shes “only mostly dead…” if danny phantom is half ghost/half human she’s like 99% ghost/1% human.

in addition to the classic spidey powers she’s also got the classic ghostly powers (intangibility, invisibility, poltergeist shit, and possessing/haunting people and small-medium objects).

all very useful for fighting bad guys… but not so much for day to day affairs where she has to pretend to be an alive person with a heartbeat. she has to concentrate to remain physical/tangible and tends to go transparent under direct sunlight or any very bright light.

she’s struggling to balance the “superhero” thing and the “being dead” thing with her career as an actress, but she’s at risk of losing her talent agent after missing a big audition to fight the villain of the week

[shiftereris]

I posted 5,342 times in 2022

That's 5,215 more posts than 2021!

1,349 posts created (25%)

3,993 posts reblogged (75%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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@multifandomsoup

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I tagged 2,481 of my posts in 2022

#the owl house - 446 posts

#toh - 408 posts

#shiftereris - 229 posts

#toh hunter - 171 posts

#hunter toh - 168 posts

#danny phantom - 154 posts

#toh spoilers - 135 posts

#ghost boy - 126 posts

#hunter wittebane - 122 posts

#pjo - 122 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#imagine if luz sometimes slouches a little lower than normal sometimes because of that muscle memory for when king used to perch on her back

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Wes: Phantom.

Danny: yeah?

wes: So you are Phantom, you did respond to it.

Danny: Oh, sorry. Thought you said 'Fenton'

272 notes - Posted February 1, 2022

#4

More PJO headcanons

Once Annabeth was really tired and she saw a spider in her cabin. She killed it with Lysol.  Her sibling still have no idea that happened and are/were confused why the cabin smelled like chemicals

Bast definetly had issues with Anubis, a 5 thousand were old, dating Sadie, a 13 year old

If a camper is curious what a pegasus is saying, they’ll ask Percy to translate. If the pegasus swore, then Percy will do his best to censor the translation (depends on campers age)

Every year, on Jason’s birthday, Piper and Leo go to his grave to put Jason’s favourite flower down with a poem and some updates on either life or their friends

The 7 (plus Nico and Reyna) really like Sally’s cooking/baking

Percy once hid some blue cookies his mom made from his friends, jsut so the cookies wouldn’t be gone in 60 minutes or less

Piper crochets on her free-time

Piper once gave Annabeth a crocheted bee because she felt like it

Drew likes plants

Will likes brownies

A camper once gave Rachel more paint and a canvas either for her birthday or because they thought it’d make a good start to friendship

At least one camper is intimidated by Rachel since she’s the oracle

Leo tried to bake a chocolate cake once, it ended up tasting like pure vanilla since he misread ‘a cap of vanilla extract’ as ‘a cup of vanillia extract’

316 notes - Posted April 13, 2022

#3

Despite Hunter’s last words to Flap being an angry order, I’m gonna say Flapjack knew it wasn’t really Hunter saying it.

401 notes - Posted October 16, 2022

#2

King: hey angry blond.

Hunter: pardon?

King: I'd like to say, I'm the titan and I indeed have big plans for you

Hunter:

King, grabing cookies and blankets: i'm adopting you as my brother. Here!

450 notes - Posted May 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

PJO Headcanon(s?):

Annabeth’s near sighted

Percy makes the best hot chocolate

For some unknown reason (even to her) Annabeth always smells like coffee

Leo’s allergic to peanuts

Piper had to have braces

Jason once lost his weapon so he resorted to biting the monster (raised by wolves)

When children of Zeus/Jupiter are a bit upset, a mini personal storm cloud appears above their head

Nico often has to remind Will to take a break once in a while

Will has a southern accent that usually comes out when he’s feeling a strong emotion

Either Nico, WIll, or Leo accidentally taught a younger camper how to swear and just went: It’s their sibling’s problem now

Piper bakes on her freetime

Will bakes when stressed

Nico bakes when tense

Percy bakes whenever

Annabeth doesn’t like baking too much but will if she wants.

498 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

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[p0ssym1lker]

Danny in Gotham high, there's a spider (a ghost blob in disguise) in the corner of the room and no one wants to deal with it. It's huge and they are not sure if it doesn't belong to one of the rogues.

The rest are confused when Danny stands up and just walks over. No one expects him to pick it up, flash a smile and just eat it in one bite.

Everyone is horrified and Tim Drake hopes that Danny never meets damian after he hears this story because there is going to be a murder.

[ghost-pasta]

New Spider-Man crossover idea.

Take the concept of Peter Parker getting bitten by a radioactive spider, except throw away the party where it gives him superpowers, and instead replace it with him dying from a radioactive spider bite in a hospital.

The ghost of Peter Parker in Danny's universe "lives" on in the ghost zone, she they incidently became friends during one of Danny's adventures in mapping out as much of the ghost zone surrounding the ghost-portal as he can.

But then take that concept, and combine it with a "spiderverse" type plot. To where ghost!peter (and Danny) get sucked into a weird as hell glitchy portal while they were just hanging out.

Now they're somewhere they don't know (even tho it looks like New York) and apparently there's a masked spider themed vigilante...... Or rather, plural vigilantes.

[ishouldgetatumbler]

The inside of the batmobile was red, cushioned and dim. Controls of a dozen gently glowing shades and shapes covered the dashboard, but Batman didn't protest when Danny sat next to him.

"This is so cool!"

"Buckle." Batman protested gruffly.

Danny pulled randomly at his shoulder level, grabbing a metal tab and clicking it into place. The seatbelt hugged to him automatically, and a small red light on the console dinged green.

"What does that button-"

"Ejector seat." Batman said dryly.

Danny's hand skittered away like a startled spider.

"Really?"

"No. That's a safety light that means someone doesn't have their seatbelt."

Danny sighed.

Batman pointed with one gloved hand at a glass covered large red button surrounded with yellow and black markings.

"That's the ejector seat."

Danny laughed nervously and leaned away from the console.

"Where are we going?" Batman asked, "I have some buisiness at Vladcorp before I take you back to the manor."

"Nasty Burger. Take a right at the end of the street, then go straight until you see the sign."

Batman must have stepped on the gas, as the vehicle lurched and buzzed, before taking off, away from the breaking sun.

"It's named Nasty Burger? I thought it was a nickname!"

Danny snickered behind a hand.

"Nope. Locally famous, it's the fastest burger in town."

Batman looked at his charge skeptically.

"You wanted something fast right?" Danny persisted.

Batman turned, the vehicle smoothly gliding into the driveway.

"What would you like?"

Danny grinned.

"Nasty burger. Extra nasty sauce"

Batmam made a pained expression, but rolled down the window to the menu sign outside.

"Welcome to nasty burger, would you like to try our Deep-Dish Krusty Fries?"

Before danny could speak, Batman held up a hand. In a cool clean, super hero voice he said

"No thank you. I would like two nasty burgers with extra nasty sauce please."

They drove off, leaving a stunned cashier behind them. Danny watched turned around in his seat, facing back to Bruce.

"A bat credit card?"

Batmam grinned.

"Never leave the cave without it."

Danny snorted, and tore into his burger. The thin, viscous and brown nasty sauce sprayed across his mouth. The flavors of lettuce covered with grease and cheese that had never met a cow met wet beef before his toungue found raw onion tangled in the tomatoes.

These flavors were nothing to the nail curling taste of nasty sauce. It hit him in jaw like a boxer whose mother he'd insulted. He smacked his toungue appriciatively, before turning to Batman.

He was driving, steady on the road, with his food in one hand. He had taken a bite clearly, besides the burger missing a chunk, the seperating mixture of Nasty Sauce was drawn in a thin circle around batman's mouth.

He looked perplexed.

"Is it good?" Danny asked, worried.

Batman licked his lips, clearing his face of the sauce.

"I don"t know." He said after a moment, before biting again.

And Danny supposed that was good enough: nasty burger is an acquired taste.

Once the meal was finished, Danny asked

"What do you need at Vlad corp?"

Batman crumpled his wax wrapping paper into a ball and pressed a button on the console, creating a small opening in the center console and dropping the paper in. Danny mimiced him, and the hatch closed.

"How much do you know about Vlad Masters?"

Too much was the correct answer; half ghost, millionaire, shoots lasers out of his hands and eats caviar.

"College friends of mom and dad. Rich inventor. Ran for mayor. Adopted me via lawsuit..."

Evil, scheming, powerful, short tempered...

"And insane."

Danny ventured he knew where the conversation was going. Where he hoped it was going.

Batman nodded. "He's planning something. Something involving Plasmius, and his feud with you. I'd like to know why. If you could tell me what Plasmius holds agienst you, that would help my investigation.

Danny swallowed. The red cushions he sat on seemed to stick to his skin, and the seat belt felt like a constrictor as clung around him. He was suddenly trying to pick the ejector seat button out of 20 or more dials around the center console.

How do I hide the fact I'm a ghost?

Danny's brain froze.

"Plasmius hates me because I'm trans."

That was stupid. It was correct, but it wasn't smart to say out loud. He panicked, the situation was too prickly, and he'd picked one of the thorns at random. Sure, Vlad hated him for not being a "Real Man", but the more sensible reason to say was that he represented the life with a woman he loved and would never have.

Danny felt weak and stupid.

He wanted to punch someone.

The car stopped.

"You'll be safe with the Wayne family. They're excentric, but I'm certain they can look after you for the time being."

The door opened.

"I'll be gone for half an hour. If I'm not back, please call commissioner Gordon of Gotham PD. There are snacks and water in the glove compartment."

The door closed.

[redrobin-detective]

Half of

Danny Fenton was half ghost. Or something.

No one was quite sure what that meant exactly or if it was even true. A ghost in a pure white suit had announced it during an attack on the town until he was beaten and silenced by Phantom. It’s been three days since then and the nerd hasn’t been at school. Not that Dash was looking for him or anything.

Dash worried, for just a second, that something bad happened to him. The Guys in White creeps had been asking questions around school the last few days. There’d been a noticeable lack in ghost attacks around town, maybe another ghost got to him? What about his ghost obsessed parents? Surely they wouldn’t have done anything to their own kid...

“Think Danny will be in school today?” Kwan whispered nervously, leaning in close to Dash’s side. Talking too loudly about the elephant, or ghost he guesses, in the room got people very forcefully interviewed by the government. 

“Why the hell would I know?” Dash grumbled, shaking his friend off to shove his hands deep into the pockets of his letterman jacket. “No one knows what’s going on, Manson and Foley haven’t shown up either.”

“I hope they’re ok,” Kwan said quietly, looking down at the floor. 

“Why do you care?” Dash grumbled, harsher than he meant to.

“You and everyone ditched me for Danny when Paulina was dating him, remember? Sam and Tucker were real pals and Danny, well he’s weird but not really that bad.” Kwan said bitterly before his eyebrows twisted in confusion. “That was actually pretty out of character for Paulina to date him now that I think about it, maybe he was, like, using ghost magic to control her?”

“That’s stu-” Dash was interrupted by the usually noise of Casper High going dead silent. He and Kwan shrugged at each other. He saw Star down the hallway, staring at something. He caught her eye and mouthed What is it at her. Her eyes slid back over to the hall before mouthing Fenton back. 

“Shit,” Dash couldn’t help but mutter under his breath, “Fenton’s here.” He glanced over at Kwan, trying to hide his nervousness. “Guess we’ll find out if he’s some sort of ghost freak after all.”

Kwan eyed him for a second, “you know if Danny really is half of a ghost then maybe you’ll want to quit it with the names.” The warning bell rang for first period. “You guys have homeroom together with Lancer, right? Just, I don’t know, don’t make him mad or anything.”

“Man, don’t even joke,” Dash said with a strained smile. “It’s Fenton, what’s the nerd gonna do?”

XxX

Fenton always sat in the back right of the class so seeing him there wasn’t that strange. What was strange was that he was there before the bell rang, not looking sweaty or exhausted or beaten up. Seeing him sitting there with an almost bored expression, casually leaning one arm over the back of his chair. It was eerie, seeing Fenton try to act normal. Dash felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on his head as he stiffly walked by the nerd he usually smacked when he walked by. He thought he felt Fenton’s icy eyes following him as he passed. Dash made sure he didn’t scurry like a wimp to his seat but it was a close thing.

“Class, please stop staring at Mr. Fenton and let us begin,” Lancer sighed, unsuccessfully trying to start the class.

“Do you know the ghost boy?” Paulina asked, slamming her palms on her desk and ignoring their teacher. “Because if you’ve been holding out on me-”

“I mean everyone in Amity Park knows him,” Fenton shrugged. He’d been so chill this morning, like the whole thing wasn’t bothering him. It only made Dash more antsy. He bounced his leg under the desk.

“Can you do anything cool? Like fly or shoot lasers from your eyes?” Mikey asked, leaning forward with curiosity.

“I can do lots of cool things,” Fenton sniffed. “I know a lot about the space program and local astronomy. I draw sometimes and I’m think I’m pretty good. I also have super flexible joints so I can do this.” He grinned a little as everyone squealed when he bent his thumb back so far it nearly touched his wrist. “Of course,” his grin turned into an eye roll, “no one really cares about that only my supposed superpowers.”

“What is a half of, exactly? What that ghost called you?” Dash found himself asking. He almost didn’t want to be heard but Fenton turned to look at him anyways. 

“What do you think it means?” Fenton questioned back. Though he had a teasing smirk, his eyes looked dull and dead. Dash couldn’t look at them and ducked his head. 

“Alright, alright, enough with the questions. The Fenton’s gave Danny a clean bill of health and allowed him to rejoin class so that’s all you kids need to know. Now, back to what we were actually talking about.” Class continued as expected but everyone still snuck glances at Fenton. He’s not sure what they were all waiting for, him to suddenly turn green or sprout horn or whatever. But Fenton just sat there, still as anything, trying to act normal and it just didn’t fit him right and it was all just. Wrong.

XxX

Dash was relieved Fenton wasn’t in his second or third period classes but they did have the same lunchtime. For the first time since he was skinny, bucktoothed 6th grader, Dash wanted to hide away and eat his lunch in private. But Fenton wasn’t the only one trying to keep up appearances.

“Alright, what has everyone got,” Paulina was whispering to the table by the time Dash was sitting down. “The day is halfway over, someone had to have seen him doing something ghostly.”

“I mean we don’t know how long he’s been like this,” Star commented, flipping her hair as pretense to sneak a glance at the loser trio near the back entrance of the cafeteria. “He could’ve been hiding his for a while.”

“Fenton’s always been weird,” Dale commented with a sneer, stabbing at his beefaroni. “Since day one, he’s been jumpy and clumsy and goes through weird mood swings.”

“Maybe he’s never been normal,” Kwan said with a little frown. Now Dash knows this wasn’t true. He was the only one at the table who’d gone to the same middle school as Fenton. The nerd had talked too much about space and was always tripping over something but he’d been like all the other annoying brats in middle school. Dale was onto something, Fenton had changed once high school hit which means whatever is up with him as been going on for a while. Years. 

He suddenly felt eyes on him, a cold, crawling feeling that made his breath catch in his throat. Dash squeezed his eyes shut and breathed a silent sigh of relief as the eyes turned from him. They didn’t return but Dash found he couldn’t eat after that.

XxX

“Dude, did you hear about Fenton?” Victor said in an excited but still hushed whisper as Dash was leaving fifth period. 

“No, what did he do?” Dash asked with dread.

“He had gym last period and apparently he’s been faking his loser weakness. He crawled up the rope climb like a goddamned spider monkey and then slid himself back down. Don’t know how he didn’t have intense rope burn from that. He also beat Charlie, Katie and Veronica on the sprinting portion. Must be those ghosty genes.”

“Fenton did all that?” Dash asked, he bit the inside of his cheek. Hard.

���Yeah it was crazy, I thought Tetslaf was gonna pass out,” Victor laughed. “Maybe we should get him to try out for the football team, he’d be a great running back or-”

“Come on, Vic,” Dash laughed but the sound came out wrong. “Why would we want Fenton on our team? He’s, he’s Fenton! Just a skinny, weird little wimp.” Vic side-eyed him a bit before clapping Dash on the back.

“World’s changing, Dash. First ghosts, now half ghosts, it’s all wrong but you just gotta roll with it. All I know is I have 2 years left in this hell hole before I leave this miserable place for Chicago and never look back. I recommend you do the same, after all,” Vic grinned again but it was sharper. “Fenton’s always been your personal punching bag, not every day you learn your victim has superpowers.”

“We don’t know what the hell is up with Fenton,” Dash defended. Vic just shrugged.

“Yeah but he’s always been a freak now we know he ain’t human. Who knows what else he’s hiding?” Vic said with a smug smile before wandering off, giving a halfhearted wave over his shoulder as he left.

Dash stood in the hallway, trying to get himself under control until the warning and late bell rang. Only then, when he was certain he wouldn’t run into Fenton, did he head to class. 

XxX

“Should we follow him, see where he goes?” Paulina said, biting onto one of her nails in nervous excitement. Paulie was gorgeous and overall pretty cool but her thing with ghosts sometimes tired Dash out. Now more than ever. 

“Come on, that’s like stalking,” Kwan scolded. “Even if that wasn’t illegal or whatever it’s just not cool. They had a rough day today, leave ‘em alone.” That icy chill returned and Dash looked out of the corner of his eye to see Fenton and his cronies walking out of the school. 

Truthfully, Dash didn’t think Fenton had that bad of a day. Yeah people were asking questions but he’d side stepped them all, gave non-answers. Other people talked about Fenton’s supposed strength in gym but there’d been conflicting reports, some said he flew up the rope climb, others said he levitated doing his push ups. Dash really didn’t know what to believe. Fenton was just acting, well, like Fenton. He paused for a second, stopped walking before catching up with the group.

Maybe... maybe Dash was getting caught up over nothing. There really was no proof Fenton was this ‘half of’ other than what one dumb ghost said. He thought back to Fenton’s grin during first period; stupid nerd was probably milking his 15 minutes of fame and bully free time. His earlier fear and uncertainty burst into flames until a familiar anger was burning in his gut. Now this he knew what to do with.

“Yeah, well his day is about to get rougher,” Dash heard himself say as he stomped off to where Fenton was smiling tiredly at something Manson was saying. “Hey Fentonio! Think you’re pretty cool with every paying attention to you but I-”

Fenton gasped suddenly, like a hiccup only his breath misted out in front of him cold as a winter’s day. Dash stopped midsentence watching as Fenton’s whole face twisted. His earlier weary but tolerant annoyance that he’d been projecting all day was stripped away. He glared at Dash with an expression that was hard as ice and full of an exhaustion and bitterness he couldn’t begin to understand.

“As payment for being forcibly outed,” Fenton spoke up loudly enough that most of the school yard could hear him. “I was promised a week.” His eyes slowly but methodically scanned the crowd who had frozen in place at his authoritative tone. “Where I didn’t have to deal with ghosts, so I want to know... Who is trespassing on my haunt.”

Fenton’s mouth opened impossibly wide revealing what seemed like rows of sharped teeth. He curled his fingers into claws and, looking closer, his fingernails had indeed become real claws, as sharp and deadly as his teeth. His eyes blazed an impossible, ectoplasmic green and his dark hair developed streaks of white. He was terrifying, monstrous, but he was still Fenton. That feeling that had been eating at dash all day came back full force. Not the realization that Fenton had powers or whatever but that he had been hiding it in plain sight through ghost attacks and bullies and failing grades. This had always been Fenton, they just hadn’t seen. Until now that is.

And now the script had flipped and Dash didn’t know how this Ghost Fenton, who still was the same Fenton Dash had wedgied last Wednesday, fit. A green blob ghost materialized over by stairs, quivering and wailing in some ghost language. It turned and fled, presumably in the direction of the Fenton Portal to escape Fenton’s wrath. Fenton’s glowing eyes tracked it for a moment before he straightened up from his hunched posture and... was human again.

He brushed his hands through his black hair, lazily blinked blue eyes and, when he smiled, his teeth were normal. But Dash had seen, they all had. He’d let them see but to what end, he had no idea. Fenton turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow and another small smirk, just as tired as earlier.

“Sorry about that Dash, I take my vacation time very seriously. You were saying?” Fenton said with a smug lilt but his eyes were still dead and there was a bit of fear in them now. Despite his powers, he still gripped his backpack tightly.

“When your dumb little vacation’s up, Fentionail,” Dash said with a shaky voice. “It’s-it’s back to business, okay? Punches and wedgies and locker shoving. You,” he voice cracked a bit and he fought it down. “It’ll ramp up now that I know you can take it.” Fenton blinked, once then twice before he smiled. This time it wasn’t annoyed or scary or fearful but like the dumb grins he usually gave his dumb friends. 

“Yeah okay, we’ll start back up next week. The usual time?” Dash nodded, not knowing what else to say. “Alright, see you around.” He turned to walk away before pausing and turning back. “Actually you should be careful on who you shove into lockers, it can get hard to breathe in there and not everyone can phase out of them. You never know who’ll turn up dead,” he grinned and his eyes flashed green again, “if only half.”

That said, he and his friends walked away, ignoring the stares of the entire school on them. “Oh and it’s halfa, not half of,” Fenton called out over his shoulder. “I’m not half of anything, I’m just a whole me even if the details get a bit complicated.”

“Bye Danny, see you tomorrow,” Kwan called after with a grimace. No one else said anything for a minute until Dash found the strength to move his legs from where they’d been planted. He clenched his fists to hide his shaking and continued his walk home. Everyone else slowly did the same, talking quietly among themselves.

“What the hell was that?” Dale asked in a nervous high pitched voice. “What the hell did I just see?”

“Fenton being a weirdo but that’s nothing new,” Dash shrugged with a confidence he didn’t have yet. But if Fenton could show up to school after being outed and then willingly show them his inhumanity, then Dash needed to up his game. Couldn’t let the nerd be cool or anything. “So what if he glows or whatever, he’s still Fenton. Look I gotta get home, it’s Pookie’s feeding time and he is NOT going to believe the day I had.

[terrestrialnoob]

You Can Only Be So Creepy Before I Embarrass You

Danny Phantom x So, I'm a Spider So What?

Squeal to Danny's New Duds

Summary: Kumoko is a terrifying and creepy spider-ghost chilling in the Ghost Zone who enjoys making cosplay, being edgy, and sweets. Danny asks her for some new clothes and she's happy to fulfill his request in exchange for some cookies.

Rated: G for General Audiences

Danny floated into The Spider’s Den holding a styrofoam box. He landed in the clear space in the center of the mass of web and rock that looked exactly like the main room inside of an apartment. There was a living room section with a TV, couch, and more DVDs than it seemed possible to watch and the tastefully balanced display cases of Anime and Cartoon memorabilia. And there was a kitchen section with a full stove top but separate smaller oven, running water, and a table just big enough for three people. It shown with electric light and the display cases had spotlights on them.

“You’re here!” An excited voice cried out and a large creature with the body of a young woman attached at the waist to a giant spider’s body where its head should be. “Is that the payment for the new outfit?”

“Hey Kumoko! Yeah, this is for you, but, uh,” Danny said, but awkwardly backed up a step and rubbed the back of his neck, “It’ll be a first installment - I couldn’t get money from my parents to get any fancy cakes or anything, so I asked my sister for her chocolate chip cookie recipe, and she help me make these.”

Danny held the box out for her to take and he heard her mumbling something to herself. He looked back at her and held in a laugh because she didn’t know he could hear her talking to herself.

Her hands reached out shakily to take the box from him. “Oh my gosh! A boy made me homemade cookies! He asked his sister to help! He went through so much effort. AND They’re still warm! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!”

“Go on, take it,” Danny said and practically dropped the box in her hands, she squeaked in response.

She lifted her two front, scythe-like legs and folded them over each other to make a flat surface to set the box on. She opened it slowly and Danny could practically see the anime effects: the cookies glowing like gold treasure, the exaggerated drop of drool, the anime blush. She reached in reverently and gently lifted a cookie with her two hands, slowly raising it to her face; Danny wondered just how long she was going to drag this out. She finally took a bite that took up half the cookie. She squealed again and Danny could see the anime stars in her eyes. She quickly twirled on one back leg, miraculously keeping the box balanced on her folded front legs.

“This is so good!” She said as she started stuffing the rest of the cookie in her mouth. And then another cookie, and another and-

Danny smiled and nodded, “I’m glad you like the-”

“AH!” She screamed and slammed the box shut.

“What? Was one burnt or-”

“No-o!” She whined, “I’ve already eaten half of them! I need to save at least some of them!”

Danny chuckled as she moved to the kitchen part of her little home and put the cookies in a cupboard. Danny reassured her, “I mean, they’re not top quality like you requested, so I do owe you more of them. Quantity to make up for quality.”

She looked at him with puppy eyes, “Yes, but first! You’re new clothes!”

She went to the backroom and came out with a small pile of folded clothes. She set them on her folded legs like she had the box of cookies, and held up each item on it’s own to show it off.

“First, is the base shirt.” She held up what looked like a plain white shirt, but if you look at it from inches away, you could see some impossibly thin lines of shining silk mixed into the main cotton-texture. She moved it slowly under a spotlight and Danny saw that the shining parts formed a floral pattern, rose shaped flowers with thick leaves and vines filling the space between them.

“Woah, that's amazing!” Danny said as she handed him the shirt and he moved it under the lights himself.

“Next, is the suit vest! You’ll put this on top of the shirt and the tie.” She held up the vest. It was black with intricate silk embroidery, lace-thin green lines formed overlapping octagonal spiderwebs with random patches of green silk in simplified bat shapes. There were two silver buttons that connected perfectly into holes lined with the spiderweb pattern. The back was a separate piece of green cloth, having a single octagonal spiderweb with a bat in the center in green embroidery.

“Kumoko…” Danny stared at her

She looked at him nervously and showed Danny the sides of the vest, "I used two adjustment straps on the sides of the waist instead of one in the center of the back so it wouldn't obstruct the pattern as much."

Danny fixed her with a hard look, “You haven’t been writing vampire fanfiction about me again, have you?”

“Of course not!” She said, too quick and loud. She shoved the vest into Danny’s hands and then held up the next piece. “I’m really proud of the jacket and trousers!”

She held up the jacket and, true to her pride, it was pretty magnificent. Just like the shirt and vest, it was way more detailed than it needed to be. It was black with colored silk embroidery that turned black halfway up the torso and sleeves, going from obviously visible to almost invisible. The pattern was interesting, starting as beautiful green grass and red rose-like flowers at the bottom, losing the red and turning into pure green leafy vines that transformed into black spiderwebs with little half-green bats that faded into full black around the shoulders. The pants matched the pattern, red and green at the bottom, black and green in the middle, then black at the top, roses, webs, and bats. The inside lining of the jacket was almost inverse of the outside. A green base fabric with thin black, lace-like embroidery of spiderwebs with roses and bats caught in them.

“Really going with the creepy factor on these, huh?” Danny commented and Kumoko mimicked his habit of rubbing the back of his neck to avoid awkward eye-contact.

“Well, these ones aren’t that bad,” She said, handing Danny the accessories she’d made to go with the suit. There was a tie and pocket handkerchief that both had the floral rose lace-like stitching in white though.

Danny smiled and nodded, “This is – honestly probably way too fancy for Vlad’s party, so exactly what I asked for. He's not going to believe it when I show up better dressed than him - I mean, it’s just so detailed and cool.”

Kumoko blushed at his comments. “I know they’ll fit perfectly, but if you want to try them on you can.” She motioned to the back room for Danny to change in.

“I think I will!” Danny flew into the room so he wouldn’t have to navigate walking around Kumoko’s body.

It was a pretty spacious bedroom. The bed itself was massive, big enough for not just the giant spider body of Kumoko, but her and two other hers. Danny could also see into her open “closet”, but that wasn’t fully accurate. It alone was bigger than the apartment part of her lair and the bedroom part put together. Not only was it full of clothes and cosplay, wigs and accessories, jewelry and… shoes despite her lack of actual feet, but there were also several mannequins.

Danny didn’t really mind the one in there that looked like him with a white short-hair wig on it, with a black wig on a separate head on a table next to it, and its really accurate facial features with his green eyes and a pair of apparently interchangeable blue eyes next to the black wig (she did make clothes for him so she’d need to know what they’d look like on him, we can excuse all that), but he did mind when some of the other mannequins turned their heads so their eyeless and half-finished faces were staring at him.

He closed that door.

He changed into the suit quickly, but just as he was about to give up on tying the tie and folding the pocket square-thing, he noticed a desk with an open laptop. He couldn’t help himself, in a (spider)girl’s room, alone, with her private laptop unsupervised. He walked over to it and pressed the space key. The screen lit up, showing a word document, and after a quick scan, Danny was grinning like a mad man.

He burst through the door and shouted as he read the first lines of Kumoko’s work. “’My name is Hiiro Wakaba. I have long black hair and dark eyes. That guy over there with black hair and blue eyes is Danny Fenton, and it might not look it, but we’re best friends! We’re just your average high school students!’”

“No!!!!!” Kumoko cried, her hands covering her blushing face.

“’Well, we’re not really normal high school students. We’re both Vampires!’ I knew it! You were writing vampire fanfics about me!” Danny shouted and watched as Kumoko threw herself on the floor before he continued. “’Every night we have a super cool vampire transformation and we have to fight evil vampires to stop them from taking over the world!’”

“No! Please Danny, I’m sorry! I won’t do it again,” She pleaded and writhed on the floor like she was being tortured.

“Alright, but this is your last warning,” Danny said, closing her laptop. “If you don’t want me reading it, don’t write it. Or at least hide it better.”

Kumoko sat up on the floor and rubbed exaggerated tears from her eyes. “I was just having fun!”

“You can have fun, but you’re not following the biggest rule of storytelling,” Danny said, “You can’t just say we’re friends, you gotta show it!”

“I wanted to get to all the exciting stuff though!” Kumoko said and Danny rolled his eyes.

“Here, let’s watch something that knows how to tell a good story,” Danny said, going over to one of the many DVD shelves in the room. He pulled out the Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood complete series limited edition box set, “How about this?”

Kumoko jumped to her feet, “YES! We can binge the whole thing in - Well, we can finish it when you bring me more cookies - I’ll make some popcorn!”

[ao3feed-ichiruki]

Love is Such a Crazy Thing

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/WZok5T1

by HonoraryAkatsukiMember

This is a collection of seven stories featuring popular and not-so-popular pairings, including Danny Phantom and Ember McLain, Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki as well as Spider-Man and Wasp.

Words: 1798, Chapters: 1/7, Language: English

Fandoms: Wonder Woman (Comics), Detective Comics (Comics), Son of Batman (2014), Batman (Comics), Batman - All Media Types, Wonder Woman - All Media Types, Bleach, Ben 10 Series, Danny Phantom, Teen Titans (Animated Series), Teen Titans (Comics), Teen Titans - All Media Types, Total Drama (Cartoon), The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types, Avengers (Comics), Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Comicverse), Marvel 616, Spider-Man the Animated Series (TV)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, Multi

Characters: Diana (Wonder Woman), Damian Wayne, Peter Parker, Janet Van Dyne, Danny Fenton, Ember McLain, Duncan (Total Drama), Heather (Total Drama), Ben Tennyson, Gwen Tennyson, Kuchiki Rukia, Kurosaki Ichigo, Pamela Isley, Garfield Logan

Relationships: Diana (Wonder Woman)/Damian Wayne, Peter Parker/Janet Van Dyne, Danny Fenton/Ember McLain, Duncan/Heather (Total Drama), Ben Tennyson/Gwen Tennyson, Kuchiki Rukia/Kurosaki Ichigo, Pamela Isley/Garfield Logan

Additional Tags: Mating Bites, Mating, Age Difference, Ghost Sex, Interspecies Relationship(s), Oral Sex, Licking, Vaginal Fingering, Anal Sex, Vaginal Sex, Incest, Cousin Incest, Marriage Proposal, Enemies to Lovers, First Kiss, Cowgirl Position, Missionary Position, Shapeshifting, Size Difference, Transformation, Animal Transformation, Mutants, Mildly Dubious Consent, Impregnation, Pregnancy, Interspecies Sex, Dancing, Drunk Sex, Drunken Kissing, Pheromones, Poison Ivy's Pheromones

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/WZok5T1

[andydona-chan]

Bad, bad treat!

Read it at AO3!

Scratching a bit on the wall with the spatula, Danny sighed, he had been trying to remove the mix of candy and ectoplasm from the walls on Fenton Works for at least 3 hours now. He was tired, but the memories from the day before still made him smile, so he supposed it was worth it.

Looking back at what happened, he should have seen it coming, he sighed and turned to look at his two best friends, Tucker and Sam were helping him, and even though Tucker looked like he was melting with all the activity this required and Sam, with red-tinted cheeks from the sun, who was just spraying the spots with a Fenton ecto-removing formula were also tired, they also didn’t seem to regret what happened.

Danny chuckled a bit and thought back to Halloween night (aka yesterday), the three of them had been planning on what to do for that night to make it a very interesting trick or treating experience.

While both Tucker and Danny had spent a good portion of their budget to buy candy (in which only half of it actually went for the trick or treating basket), Sam and Jazz had worked together to create a spooky corridor from the entrance and down to the lab. Jack and Maddie had been invited to talk at some conventions, the convention was actually for horror movie fans and ufo theorists and the sort, so it was nothing too serious but it will keep them out for the following three days, leaving them alone for the best night of the year.

Using that as an opportunity, they made the ghost portal the biggest attraction. Jazz of course had taken some ‘security measures to prevent things from going downside, or so she thought. The corridor that Tuck and Danny had to assemble (girls designed, so they built) guided people through some weird-looking plants and spider webs, also some splats of glow in the dark paint that looked like ectoplasm had been on the paper-made walls. The black light and some of the rumors about the portal made it for a very good-looking spooky place, especially with the lights off.

Danny and Tucker had both dressed up as scarecrows and were sitting about a meter away from the portal, there was a line there that said do not cross and they were supposed to stop any curious kid if they tried to go near. Danny had the candy basket and from time to time he would move and scare some children. Jazz and Sam were taking turns helping people go down while talking like a witch and a vampire, which helped prevent a big amount of people from coming and going.

It seemed to be working, at least until a ghost was detected nearby. Danny turned to look at Tucker who just shrugged and looked at him. Danny was sure the ghost hadn’t entered from the portal because it was closed, but natural portals were now becoming a constant so he still needed to go and check. He transformed and left the basket on the chair they’ve been using to allow Tucker to continue with the act.

Turns out it was just Johnny and Kitty, who had tried to pass as teenagers going trick or treating, they hadn’t really used their ghost powers or influence to get candies and they actually seemed to be having fun, so after negotiating a calm night with the pair Danny went back to his place. He flew around the place once before turning invisible and intangible to give the people outside something to talk about, however, when going back, Tucker was on the floor, placing the candies back on the basket.

“What happened?” Danny asked returning to his human form and helping Tucker with the candies.

“Youngblood,” he said with a frown, “just a moment ago the portal opened and he tried to kidnap the basket, so I tried to stop him, we were pulling on the basket for a moment, who would say that kid almost pulled me into the Zone, however, I negotiated to give him a handful of sweets and the brat just let go of the basket, thus the mess. He took the candies and left but yeah, nothing serious.”

“Well, at least it wasn’t anything worse and no other ghost came out right?” They finished lifting the candies and Danny placed the basket on Tucker’s arms as he sat.

“Yeah, the girls stopped the tours when the alarm went off, Sam just came to make sure I was okay and left, they must be on their way down again” Danny nodded, at least Jazz’s plan had been good so far.

“Let’s keep it spooky then”, said Danny posing again as a scarecrow. It was no surprise that after a couple of children, some teenagers also started showing up, Paulina and Star, Dash, and even Wes walked down to get candies and then left, by ten pm they had run out of candies, and people on the streets with children were less and less.

“Wow, no big incidents tonight, talk about good luck!” said Tucker after they closed the door.

“Yeah, it was also fun, not creepy and full of horror as I was expecting, but it was alright,” said Sam pulling candy from an inside pocket on her vampire cloak.

“And with all the safety measures we took, nobody got hurt, abducted, or lost in the Zone, so there’s that…” said Jazz, cut short by Sam’s scream of pain.

“What in hell…?” Sam had thrown the popsicle she had just removed the cover off to the floor and was looking at one of her fingers covered in blood, she turned to look and Danny and showed him her tongue, for a second he thought she was joking, but then he saw there was also blood there.

Tucker had gone to lift the popsicle from the floor. “That stupid thing bit me,” said Sam, and Tucker retracted from where he was about to pick up the candy. It was Danny who then moved and went to get the candy from the floor; he lifted it and touched the strawberry glassy surface of the candy, only to have it open something like a mouth trying to bite him too…

He then turned around and looked at Tucker “Dude, did the candies enter the Ghost Zone when you were dealing with Youngblood?”

Tucker opened his mouth to answer but then lifted a finger and cursed silently, it was then that they heard people screaming. Danny, Sam, and Jazz shared a look, this was a big problem. In a minute they were making a plan, with a net to pick up the candies the girls were going to visit and or try to locate the people with the candies, Danny and Tucker had to sacrifice their share to replace the contaminated ones, so they left and started doing their own trick or treat route.

Some people were already looking for them, some other people were screaming in their homes, in a matter of minutes there was chaos in the streets of Amity Park. “How many people went to the house today?” asked Danny while trying to catch some of the candies that the people were running from.

“I didn’t keep count,” said Sam, “but it was a lot!”

While she tried to catch some of the candies with the net Danny had an idea. “The shield, people will be able to go into it and it will stop these, let’s get them there” Jazz and Tucker who were also nearby heard him and took off towards the house telling people to follow them.

Jazz made sure to turn on the shield and cover the housing ratio, Tucker was calmly telling people to go in, and just as expected the ghostly candies couldn’t follow. Danny used that moment to go ghost, and tried to use a shield of his own to gather all the candies. These allowed people to go back to their houses, some of them grabbed candies from the non-contaminated pile, but others just left and the ghost shield on the house was turned off.

At that point, Johnny and Kitty showed up on the motorcycle. “Wow, the first time I see treats become tricks on Halloween night,” said Johnny, “but I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” he said pointing ad Danny’s shield full of furious candies.

“Why?” asked Danny.

“Candies can only support certain contamination level, they’re not made to keep it for too long, that’s how we can eat the candies, they dissolve and become part of us, but when not part of a ghost and with a constant increase of contamination made by an ectoplasmic shield, they’ll just… boom!” said Kitty as a matter of fact.

Just then Danny looked at the contained candies in the shield, as if Kitty’s words were a command, some candies started exploding like popcorn, Danny let go of the shield, however, the candies didn’t fall, instead, they remained floating and started exploding, splatting candy and ectoplasm everywhere but mostly onto Fenton Works, some of the most colorful ones creating something that looked like fireworks.

Jazz, Sam, and Tucker were already inside, and if the look of horror on Jazz’s face was something to go by, this was going to get him grounded, it didn’t escape him, however, how his friends laughed at the whole thing, Johnny and Kitty went back to the Zone shortly after the show ended, but Danny entered covered in a sweet mixture of candy and ectoplasm.

Jazz had only asked him to make sure the house was clean before their parents arrived, something that by the looks of it was still going to take time. The ectoplasm candy he was trying to get off finally gave out and fell to the floor, he lifted it and placed it inside the ghost proof trash bag they were using, then reaching inside his pocket, Danny pulled out candy, the green-yellow candy screamed at him once and he threw it in his mouth, Tucker and Sam looked at him with disgusted faces, but he just shrugged.

“Someone’s got to eat all those sweets,” he said smiling. Sam, Tucker, and Jazz had found themselves with some ecto-contaminated candies after the whole thing, and Danny was supposed to get rid of them, but the ectoplasm actually gave it a different kind of flavor, he had been unable to keep his share of candies from Halloween, so it was only fair he at least had those.

[burning-clutch]

Shielded From The Truth

Cross posted on A03: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30441042 -.-.-.-.- Warnings: Mild wounds. Number two in the phic phight! When his parents put a shield up around Casper high to keep the ghosts out, and it means that Danny’s day hardly goes to plan. And he was so close to being on time for once too…. PHIC PHIGHT 2021 For team ghost! -.-.-.-.-.- Prompt by: Silverwing013 Danny's parents have kindly offered to set up a ghost shield generator for Casper High. Hijinks ensue as Danny attempts to handle the situation. 

-.-.-.-.-.-

Danny groaned as he only half listened to his parents rattle off whatever ghost nonsense they were going on about as he ate his breakfast. A bowl of dry cereal because the milk was contaminated and he really didn’t want to chance it giving him more than a stomach ache. This had become the norm this week it seemed as his parents seemed invested more than usual into the ghost shields that they had been working on and improving.

Why only shields? They would be installing one in the school soon… but beyond that? He wasn’t sure. They probably told him, sure, but being a teenager and one that had parents that hated half of him, had the effect of making him only lightly listen to the weapons and things that were meant to fully kill him off. That and at least the ghost shields weren’t usually a hindrance to him, in fact, they had proven themselves useful on a few occasions.

Plus he had the added advantage of being able to simply return to his human form and slip through the shield with little issue. Given his parents had no knowledge of half ghosts existing, at least he hoped not, they shouldn’t be designing a ghost and human shield. After all, that would defeat the purpose, right? It wasn’t as if Amity really had any human threats anymore.

Well, regardless of the eccentricities of his parents he could at least take some comfort in the fact that Skulker couldn’t simply attack the school to get to him any longer.

Small mercies he supposed.

Danny blinked as his father said something to him before slapping him on his back causing the teen to practically choke on his cereal from the force of the smack. “Isn’t that just great Dann-o?” the large man exclaimed happily before looking at his son expectantly. Oh great, he wanted him to ask something? Great.

“S-Sure” Danny choked out as he flailed, grabbing in front of him for the orange juice he had nabbed from the fridge, it thankfully hadn’t been in there long enough to start glowing… yet…

He shook his head as he finally got his breath back without inhaling dry cereal pieces into his lungs. When he was sure he wasn’t going to sound like some dollar store squeaky toy he tried to ask his parents a question, always a dreadful time if he were honest, but hey, he would usually be late for school anyway.

“So this will go around the whole school?” Danny tried weakly.

“Yep! And the best part is it’ll sense where there's an evil ectoplasmic entity nearby and spring up instantly! We made sure there won’t be a ghost within Twenty feet of the school before that puppy jumps up to the rescue! Like a big Fenton airbag!” Jack exclaimed all too enthusiastically for what the current time in the AM should allow a normal person to exhume.

Danny hummed noncommittally and sent a glance of ‘help me’ to his sister, who, in turn, rolled her eyes at her little brother. “And the shield even uses the ghost’s power to run the shield right?” Jazz asked side eyeing her father from her own spot not wanting to fully engage in the conversation they were having.

“Oh, yea! That’s the best part!” Jack practically cheered out.

“And the stronger the evil skum is the faster the shield will react and sooner it will be picked up. It will only go off on a level three or higher.” Maddie explained with a pleasant smile as she sips at her coffee.

“And we got it all finished last night to be ready for you kids today” Jack added happily.

“Hooray, more fun on a Monday” Danny sighed out into his last bites of cereal. Jazz snorted but didn’t comment, though Danny blew her a childish raspberry.

Jack continued to go on about the more intricate details of the shield they had put up though only one thing really caught his attention in the spiel, “-And Vladdie helped with the funding to outfit the school! Even helped us get the materials we needed to make such a large shield!”

“Ah, there it is…” Danny groaned letting his head fall forward onto the table in instant defeat.

“Danny! I really wish you would learn not to stay up so late playing video games! Look at you! If I get another call from one of your teachers about you sleeping in class-” Maddie started only for Danny to cut her off jumping to his feet.

“Yep! Thanks for that, mom! Look at the time! Love you bye!” Danny prattled off quick as could be before grabbing his book bag by his feet and bolting like a scared rabbit. After all, if his mother never finished that sentence when he inevitably fell asleep he couldn’t be grounded… she never officially gave him the last warning…

That’ll work, right?

It wasn’t long when he was out of the house that he was at his usual waiting spot for Sam and Tucker. Unsurprisingly, Sam got there first though they didn't have to wait long for Tucker to lumber forward, half asleep to his friends, and together they made their way towards the school as a unit.

Things seemed well enough until he got onto the stairs leading up to the main doors. That was when all hell broke loose. A deep alarm sounded before his father’s voice rang out from the speakers, in his over the top cheery way that only Jack Fenton knew how to pull off.

“Attention kids! Guess there’s an evil spook nearby so we’re deploying the shield! This ghost protection was brought to you by Fenton-works and sponsored by your mayor!”

Danny frowned. “My ghost sense didn’t go off…” He mentioned quietly to his friends.

“Maybe the shield sensors are more sensitive than you are?” Tucker asked with a frown.

“Since when?” Sam argued incredulously.

“Well who or whatever it is, it isn’t bothering me right now and no one’s screaming, no one’s panicking, so it can wait. I’m actually going to be on time for once!” Danny says waving the notion off.

He continues his trek up the stairs and towards the doors of the school, though when he reaches the threshold of the shield he finds himself having to really push hard against the thing. It was like hitting a wall of foam or Jell-O. He could push through if he pressed hard enough but it was not pleasant or as easy as going through the air.

Once through the initial shield wall, he blinked slowly feeling sluggish and as though all his limbs were moving through water. He even sort of felt like he was having to ‘swim’ as he walked like he was both heavier and lighter than he should be, but unable to find that buoyancy happy middle ground.

“Dude…” Tucker said smartly as he frowned at his friend’s almost slow motion, yet stop motion like movements. It was eerie, to say the least, not to mention the more pressing issue that he noticed right off the hop, “Your eyes are shining, man. And your, um… Neck...”

Sam, ever prepared for whatever bull their lives seem to throw their way, slipped her bag around to her front and offered Danny a pair of sunglasses, which the halfa put on promptly, along with the spider webbed patterned black and silver scarf.  “I mean, it’s better,” Sam argued, not even giving Tucker's look of disapproval her full attention.

“They’re spider glasses.” The boy states with a shake of his head. “Not really digging the whole-” Tucker waved his arm about Danny’s head in little circles, “-pseudo goth thing” he finished finally. Though he had to admit it was at least marginally better than seeing his friend’s glowing eyes and the electric scars showing up on his neck and disappearing under his shirt collar.

“Better?” Danny asked out sluggish, his voice almost sounding like it was being drawn out on a tape deck that was starting to lack battery power and not playing at quite the proper speed making the pitch and timing slower and lower.

Sam and Tucker shared a look before offering a thumbs up to their friend, both deciding it better not to address… whatever that was… The look they shared between one another spoke of their mutual hope that this would perhaps be one of those problems that simply go away on its own.

Ignoring the problems they have usually makes it go away… Yeah, that always works out.  

Danny makes a grab for the door to pull it open again, having that weird slow stop motion effect, like he was flickering between blinks rather than making a smooth motion forward. “Ehm, maybe don’t move around too much man… it’s um… creeping me out.” Tucker offers helpfully.

“Huh?” it took Danny a minute to process, as while he looked slow to them they seemed to be hyped up on caffeine to him… “Why are you talking so fast?” He wondered, his head almost appearing to glitch into a tilted and confused look.

“I think the ghost shield is making you go all slow motion. Just stop talking.” Sam says forcefully before letting out a shudder of her own.

Sam and Tucker share a glance before they each grab onto one of Danny’s arms and half drag him off to his locker. Despite his friends’ efforts he still got many looks shot his way, and a couple of people started whispering to one another as he passed by them.

“How is this going to work if I’m already weirding everyone out?” Danny asked, voice still sounding like a slowed record as he blinked sluggishly and his head jerked almost unsteadily from side to side. From his perspective, everyone was speeding along and talking at 1.5 times the normal speed.

“Maybe I should look for the ghost that triggered this, maybe Tuck, can you look into this mess?” Danny asked after a moment of trying to figure out what was being said around him through the noise of the hall.

“Yeah that might be best…” Sam responded shifting from leg to leg as she locks eyes with a basketball jock who was staring at their group incredulously.

“I got you, man, I’ll change everything to present and, block any ‘call home’ recommendations.” Tucker pipped up already pulling out his PDA to set that up preemptively.

Danny nodded and let out a hum before glitching his way out the nearest exit and out of the shield’s bounds. Once he slipped back out through the barrier, strangely enough, a harder feat than it was getting in, but that wasn’t a problem he wanted to focus on, he already blamed Vlad so he would simply continue to do so until the fruitloop showed himself.

As soon as he was through the green line of the shield Danny practically fell forward in relief. That stifling feeling now gone from his core and bones making his movements fluid and normal, well as normal as a clumsy half ghost could be anyhow…

It was a moot point and not one Danny wanted to think on too long. He gave a quick “thanks” to his friends, before diving between the dumpster and the school’s bricks, transforming into his ghostly alter ego and taking off into the sky. He would do a few laps around the school and city as he looks for whatever ghost set off the shield.

-BREAK-

It wasn’t until lunchtime Danny returned looking much more windswept and all around more miserable. He entered the courtyard through the side joining his friends out on the picnic table they had claimed.  He made it over to them, flopped down on the bench next to tucker with a groan before his head smacked into the table before him.

“You find them?” Tucker asked around whatever horrid monstrosity of a sandwich he was eating, spewing bits of half chewed bred at Danny’s head.

“No” Came the muffled reply, filled with tired disdain.

“No ghost sense?” Sam wandered, flicking the bits of bread from Danny’s raven hair and back towards Tucker.

“No”

“Huh… You think it was you who set off the shield?”  Sam wondered with a thoughtful frown.

“When I went into the back end of the generator though it wasn’t supposed to go off for anything that low, Danny in human form is like a two at best,” Tucker argued spinning his PDA around to show what he’d found when he hacked into the motherboard of the Fenton’s latest device.

Danny groaned. He supposed had he listened to his parents he could have been more prepared for whatever lunacy his parents’ decided to toss his way but alas, his short attention span and teenage rebellion and lack of caring got the best of him yet again.

Joyous of joys.

He tuned out his friend’s back and forthing for a bit, wondering if he could get away with smashing the device as Phantom when Tucker had his a-ha moment of discovery. Danny turned his head and raised a brow at his friend who was furiously typing away at his device.

“You were right about Vlad, Sam”

“Naturally,” She agreed.

“Well, he had an over right line here specifically set for Phantom’s ecto- signature,” the boy states running his finger along the line of code he’d found in the program.

Danny’s mood instantly brightened at that. “So then we just get rid of that bit right? And BAM everything’s fine?” He asked. “Man, what happened to me? Why do I want to get into the school again?”

“To keep up the illusion of normalcy on this mortal plane.” Sam supplied stabbing at her salad a little more forcefully than she probably needed to.

“Eh, yeah, I suppose.” Danny agreed with a lacklustre shrug.

“There, that should do it” Tucker spoke, interrupting whatever tangent Sam was getting ready to spew off about how normalcy was only an illusion created by corporations or some other such thing.

“And just in time The bell just rang,” Danny says with a small grin clasping a firm hand onto his friend’s shoulder. “Nice one Tucker!” he cheered as the trio made their way over to the doors that would lead them back into the cafeteria.

Unfortunately, as soon as Danny’s hand hit the door handle the shield once again sprung to life, though this time, instead of simply having a hard time passing through the shield, he was thrown back across the field earning a cry from several students who were following the trio.  

“Grapes of wrath Mister Fenton!” Lancer, (of course it was Lancer) shouted out in worry, his shout even carrying over the prerecorded message containing his father’s voice. Lancer half jogged half waddled over to Danny who blinked up blearily to his teacher, eyes flashing green for the briefest of seconds before draining back to blue.

“Leave it to Fen-turd to get himself possessed.” Dash snorted from behind the pot bellied teacher earning a few nervous glances between the small crowd of gathering students. The mutterings of the students didn’t take long to start up after that.

“I’m not possessed,” Danny argued, though, it was rather hard to make said argument when the palm of his hand was burned and leaking ectoplasm from where he had touched the door.

“Course he’s not possessed! He’s a ghost himself!” Wes shouted pointing an accusatory finger at the youngest Fenton.

Danny glared. “Not the time Westly.” He muttered under his breath as he was hauled to his feet by his friends. He tried to brush himself off only to end up smearing the ectoplasm from his hand onto his jeans, leaving a luminescent streak across his thigh.

Seeing his chance the ginger jock was all too eager to point it out. “See look! He’s bleeding ectoplasm!”

“No, I’m not! It’s from the shield! it sputtered out at me.” Danny tried to protest, though even in his own ears it sounded like a weak argument.

“Really?” Wes argued and marched over to the shimmering shield. The teen waved his arms about freely in the shield’s range hopping back and forth pointedly across the line of the barrier before showing his hands and clothes were completely clean of any glowing goo. “See! Ghost!” he accused again after he did a little pirouette to show his lack of ectoplasm.

“Yeah? Well, it sputtered at Danny only ‘cuz it turned on with him in the threshold.” Sam tried to argue back glaring at the ginger, venom in her gaze.

“Well then, why don’t you just walk through the shield Fen-toad?” Dash said with a smarmy grin, ever eager to get his own jabs in and seemingly not wanting to be outshined by the ginger conspiracy theorist’s bullying of his favourite punching bag.

“Fine” He spat back bitterly and marched up to the shield with a huff.

Sam and Tucker exchange a glance with one another as Danny presses his hand into the shield again. Thankfully this time there wasn’t anything that blows him back but he also really had to try and push through the shield.  

Danny could see out of the corner of his eye Wes’s smug grin as he grunts and does his best to push through the shield. His persistence is rewarded and he falls to the ground on the other side jumping up and giving a quick ‘HA!’ as he faces the small gathering crowd of students shifting uncomfortably just beyond the shield.

Sam had a look of exasperation and she looked like she was trying to restrain herself from face palming. Tucker on the other hand had no such restraint. He was almost over eager to bury his face into his hands.

From Danny’s perspective, he simply smacked into the ground and stood back up, but from the other students’ perspectives, Danny fell into the shield but instantly slowed down, looking as though he were falling with the moon’s gravity rather than the earthly speed everyone was used to. It also didn’t really look to them like he had hit the ground, instead glitching his body back into an upright position before cheering in that low slow motion state as he had earlier.

And if that wasn’t damning enough his eyes were glowing a lovely shade of ectoplasmic green.

Wes smirked, seemingly very smug and content with himself and this development. “See told you all he was a ghost!”

“T-that’s enough Mister Weston… Right…” LAncer muttered to himself a few moments watching as Danny seemed to glitch about as he cheered before seemingly realizing something was wrong. “I think there was a procedure to depossess a student…I bet the teachers in Bridgestone don’t have to exercise their students in this manner…” He complains. Sure they had gym class and he would appreciate the pun and irony if he wasn’t so tired.

“I don’t get paid enough for this,” he muttered, ignoring the look of panic that spread across Danny’s face.

It took some doing, a lot of flailing limbs and pressing himself against the damn shield, but Danny soon was through back out and free. His eyes still glowed brightly as he stared at his classmates looking very much like a deer in the headlights. Eyeshine and all might he add.

A few of the students were snickering, because only in Amity park could one get possessed by a ghost and have it come across as though someone had merely said something embarrassing or misheard an instruction and was now staring blankly ahead.

“Er….” Danny stared at his classmates half panicked before simply vanishing from view.

“Moby Dick!” Lancer exclaimed, almost dropping the book he was thumbing through from the Fenton parents. Sure it was a ghost, and could potentially be dangerous, but it wasn’t attacking so there wasn’t really anyone panicking.

Instead, the teacher simply felt tired. “Right, I’ll call the Fentons and let them deal with this, Everyone back inside I do believe the lunch bell rang already!” the teacher called out shooing the students into dispersing.

Danny stood there invisibly and holding strong as he internally groaned. At least they thought he was possessed, that could be easily explained away but he was not looking forward to trying to explain it to his parents…

Still maybe if he gets ahead of this…

It was with that thought in mind that he bolted away into the treeline beside the school, transformed and headed off to his home landing in his bedroom only a few minutes later. He went human, back intangible and invisible came out the door, made sure the coast was clear before speeding his way down into the basement.

He just made it down the stairs startling his mother and father who blinked at him curiously, when the phone rang cutting off his mother’s “Honey? What are you doing home so soon?”

“It’s the school calling Mads,” Jack says, sounding disappointed as the large man sent a look of disapproval to his boy.

“Wait!” Danny jumped forward answering the phone and instantly hanging it up.

“Daniel!” His mother exclaimed abashedly.

“I wanna explain first! Do you know how all your stuff goes off on me? Well, the shield at school started doing that and they think I’m possessed! I’m not, it's just the… ya know…” Danny rambled off hurriedly hoping against hope that his parents wouldn’t try to send him to decontamination … again… (Thanks to his ghost half, it burned in places he didn’t ever want to burn)

“You’re possessed Dann-o?!” Jack exclaimed instantly pulling a Fenton gun from somewhere on his person and brandishing it towards his son.

Danny threw his hands up and waved them placatingly at his father. “NO! Just the normal stuff! The contamination from the portal accident set it off. I got too close to the sensor!” He says quickly ignoring how his parents seem to flinch slightly.

His parents shared a look before his father seemed to deflate, seemingly upset at the fact his son wasn’t possessed. “I thought we fixed that... “ Jack says with a frown. “But, we can’t let the school know we may have messed it up! I know we’ll just run the tests again and fix it in the night!”  

“Yeah, that would be- Wait what?” Danny blinks. Why couldn’t they just go down and fix it normally? Of course, his parents had to be weird about this too. “Thanks… Is there anything you need from me to help?”

And with those words said he almost instantly regretted it. “Well… We would really like to know why your ecto signature lines up perfectly with Phantom’s but perhaps that can wait.” Maddie offered with a small amused smile.

Danny sputtered at that, “Wh-What?”

“We set up a monitoring system so we can tell which ghosts most frequent the school… Phantom was the one that triggered the shield twice today. There actually wasn’t anything else that did,” Maddie explained with a deepening frown.

“You sure you’re not possessed, son?” Jack asked again this time sounding almost defeated in how, well, normal a volume he asked that. The hidden meaning was all too obvious especially after he mentioned his accident…

They thought he was dead! The portal killed him! And as the growing pit of dread grew into Danny’s stomach he couldn’t help but feel awful knowing they were correct in that assumption, well at least half right anyhow.

“Yeah… I’m… I’m me…” Danny managed out his voice cracking

“O-oh hun....” Maddie sniffed.

“But it’s not I… I’m me, I promise and I’m not all dead. I still have a heartbeat and everything!” Danny argued or rather tried to as his mother was quick to kneel before him taking his face in her hands as tears bubbled down her chin.

“Mom really I’m like … half at most. More human with a side of ghostly abilities ya know?”

“Oh, it’s okay Dann-o… You're still my son, I know ya are. It’s been almost a year since that accident and you’re mostly still you.” Jack said. “Just worse grades and more hormones and-”

“Thanks, guys really,” Danny sighed in relief both at dodging the potentially awkward birds and ghostly bees talk as well as the tepid acceptance he was getting. Awkward though it may be it was still acceptance nonetheless.  He was happy for it just the same.

“Maybe while we work on fixing up the shield to ignore Phantom’s signature you can tell us about some things?” Maddie asked sniffling again as she looked over her son’s face trying her best to hold herself together and not outright bawl at the thought she had killed her youngest child.

“Y-yeah… I’ve been wanting to tell you about this for a while now but, well, ya know…” Danny offered uselessly.

“I think it’s us who should apologize for that, son but maybe we can just all go get some triple chocolate fudge milkshakes and go deal with that shield after dinner?” Jack offered with a smile, ever the one to break up tension.

“Yeah, yeah… that sounds good.” Danny agreed. Well, it wasn't how he was expecting this to go, but he was kinda glad it ended up like this. Maybe now they could repair their strained relationship.

As Maddie ruffled up Danny’s hair the teen offered her his first genuine smile in almost a year.

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Born and raised in Greece by his single mother, Michael Morbius experienced an isolated childhood due to his rare blood condition, which contributed to his ugly and unpleasant-looking appearance. But despite his looks, he was an intellectually gifted young man who spent his time reading books and, in time, became a highly respected and Nobel Prize-winning biologist who specialized in the field of human and animal biology. While in New York, after escaping from his home country due to his pseudo-vampiric condition, he attempted to find a cure and to protect his fiancé Martine Bancroft, but he was attacked by the Lizard and defeated when Spider-Man and the Lizard teamed up against him to recover a sample of Morbius's blood in order to cure their own mutated physical conditions before he escaped. The truth behind his horrific condition is that, in order to cure himself of an unknown blood disease which was killing him, Morbius, using his past experience as an expert biochemist, had attempted to cure himself of the disease with an experimental treatment involving vampire bat DNA and electroshock therapy. However, he instead became afflicted with a far worse disease called "pseudo-vampirism" that mimicked some of the powers and the bloodlust of supernatural vampirism. Morbius now had to drink blood in order to survive and had a strong aversion to light. His bones became hollow and he gained the ability to fly, as well as gaining superhuman strength, super-speed, and an accelerated healing factor. His appearance, already ugly, now became hideous—his upper canine teeth extended into fangs, his nose flattened to appear more like that of a bat's and his skin became chalk-white. He also gained the ability to turn others into similar "living vampires" like himself by biting them and drinking their blood, infecting them with the disease of pseudo-vampirism.[13] People whom Morbius infected with the disease of pseudo-vampirism did not truly die as a result and they could be cured through an antidote to pseudo-vampirism derived from Morbius's blood that Morbius and Martine had created, although that antidote would not work on Morbius himself. They also did not acquire his ability to fly or his healing factor and any mortal wound could kill them.[14] He later sought a cure for his condition, but battled Spider-Man, the Human Torch, and the original X-Men.[15]Morbius then encountered Barbara Clark and protected her from a demon named Nilrac, but unfortunately after that, Morbius killed her and drank her blood to satisfy his hunger, feeling a strong sense of guilt immediately afterward.[16]

Morbius later rescued Amanda Saint from a Satanic cult known as Demon-Fire and aided her in her quest to find her missing parents.[17] He caused John Jameson to again become the Man-Wolf. Alongside the Man-Wolf, he battled Spider-Man again in another attempt at a cure.[18] He then battled Reverend Daemond and encountered the Caretakers of Arcturus IV. At the same time, he visited both the Land Within, the home of the Cat People, and the planet Arcturus IV, the homeworld of the Caretakers. During this time, he first battled Blade the Vampire-Slayer.[19] He then first battled the Werewolf (Jack Russell)[20] He then first encountered rogue CIA agent Simon Stroud and battled the extra-dimensional demon known as Helleyes.[21] He and Stroud then battled a large group of other pseudo-vampires that had been created by Morbius, destroying them all. One of them, however, who had been taken into police custody, turned Martine into a pseudo-vampire before being destroyed by Morbius, but Morbius (who then turned on Martine and made her a pseudo-vampire again due to his bloodlust overcoming him) and Stroud cured Martine by using the antidote, after which Morbius fled.[14] He then encountered Alicia Twain, a desperate landowner, and tried to help her keep her land; however, she died at the hands of the men trying to steal her land despite Morbius's help, forcing Morbius to kill her murderers.[22] Next, he encountered an enigmatic woman named Morgana St. Clair in England, who aided him and seemed to know all about vampires. This led to Morbius batting - and destroying - the Brotherhood of Judas, another Satanic cult of which St. Clair was a member.[23] Alongside the Ghost Rider (Johnny Blaze), the Man-Thing (Ted Sallis), and the Werewolf, he then encountered the Starseed.[24]Morbius then visited his old friend Ronson Slade, a scientist, again hoping to find a cure. Slade, however, had become a werewolf and Morbius was forced to kill him.[25]Morbius then first battled the Thing, then teamed up with him to battle the Living Eraser and escaped to Dimension Z.[26] He later returned to Earth and battled Spider-Man again, this time briefly controlled both physically and mentally by an extra-dimensional humanoid android called the Empathoid, which fed on emotions to survive. Spider-Man destroyed the Empathoid (after the android had left Morbius and possessed him) by causing it to overdose on emotions during an exposure to the crowd at a baseball game in a stadium where he and Morbius had taken their battle, after which both of them left due to the approach of the stadium guards. Morbius then fled and Spider-Man left the Empathoid's body with the Fantastic Four for safekeeping.[27]

He once again fought Spider-Man and tried to drink his radioactive blood, but then he was hit by a lightning bolt at the same time, which cured him of his pseudo-vampirism and made him human again (he still retained a thirst for blood, however).[28] While he was cured, he was charged with the crimes he had committed as a pseudo-vampire and was represented by Jennifer Walters, whose dual identity as the She-Hulk was not yet publicly known at the time. Morbius selflessly saved Walters' life and stabilized her erratic transformations into the She-Hulk with a serum that he had created to cure the remnants of his own transformation.[29] He eventually regained his pseudo-vampiric state and first met Doctor Strange.[30] Alongside Doctor Strange and Brother Voodoo, he battled Marie Laveau and witnessed the return of true vampires.[31] Morbius later battled Spider-Man in the New York sewers.[32]

The Ghost Rider (Danny Ketch) and Johnny Blaze searched for Morbius to form the Nine (a.k.a. the Midnight Sons) and stop Lilith the Mother of All Demons and her children the Lilin from taking over the world. When they found Morbius, the pseudo-vampire believed that they would kill him, but the Ghost Rider and Blaze successfully captured him. Doctor Langford, who supposedly tried to heal Morbius's wounds, was actually trying to kill him and was working for Doctor Paine. He made an unknown mutagenic serum that would prove fatal to Morbius. Unknown to Doctor Langford, Fang, one of Lilith's children, was also trying to kill Morbius by adding his own demonic blood to the serum, which would also be fatal to Morbius. When Doctor Langford injected the serum to Morbius, it did not kill him, but instead it mutated him. Morbius's friend, Jacob, was trying to look inside of him and see what he could do about Morbius's condition. After Martine Bancroft, Morbius's ex-fiancé, found out that Langford was trying to kill him, Langford shot her and she bled to death. Morbius found out about this and was enraged to find his ex-fiancé dead. He later avenged the death of Martine by killing Langford and took the beaker which contained the serum.[33] The Ghost Rider and Blaze later found out about Morbius's acts of destruction. The Ghost Rider confronted him and would not tolerate Morbius drinking any more innocent blood. Morbius then vowed he would only drink the blood of the guilty. The Ghost Rider accepted the vow, but warned him not to stray from it. Morbius soon became part of the Midnight Sons.

Later, a new faction of vampires tried to destroy Morbius because he had been genetically manipulated to be the perfect weapon. The chest in which he was to be delivered was intercepted by the Kingpin, Blade and Spider-Man, and he attacked all three. Whatever unknown party manipulated him failed; he collapsed after one battle, possibly dying. With his last breath, he warned Spider-Man to beware of his employer, Senator Stuart Ward.[34]

It was later revealed that Morbius had signed the Superhuman Registration Act and was cooperating with S.H.I.E.L.D. in an effort to capture Blade.[35] He had also presumably survived his genetic manipulation, as Blade was able to distinguish him as the same Morbius who "took a bite out of [him]" in their previous encounter.[36]

Morbius was next seen as a member of A.R.M.O.R., held captive by the zombie Morbius from the Marvel Zombies universe of Earth-2149.[37] He survived the invasion, killing his zombie counterpart in the process.[38] Shortly after, he formed a new version of the Midnight Sons with Jennifer Kale, Daimon Hellstrom, Jack Russell, and the Man-Thing to contain a zombie outbreak on an isolated island, briefly running afoul of the Hood in the process.[39]

Morbius later helped the Man-Thing re-assemble a decapitated Punisher into a Frankensteinian monster called FrankenCastle.[40]

During The Gauntlet storyline, Morbius was behind the theft of a vial of Spider-Man's blood. Spider-Man, learning that Morbius was planning to use the blood samples to create a cure for Jack Russell, agreed to help Morbius out by giving him more of his blood to help with the cure.[41]

During the Origin of the Species storyline, Morbius was among the supervillains recruited by Doctor Octopus to secure some items for him.[42]

During the events of Spider-Island, it was revealed to the reader that Morbius was the mysterious Number Six working at Horizon Labs. He assisted, wearing a hazmat suit to conceal his identity, in preparing the cure to the spider-powers virus.[43] When Peter Parker tried to investigate the identity of "Number Six", he accidentally provoked Morbius—who had been using the cure to try to develop a basis for a cure for his own condition—into a frenzy, prompting the staff at Horizon to step up building security (making it harder for Peter to enter and exit the building as Spider-Man in the future) and also forcing Morbius to leave, where it was revealed that he had been working with the Lizard, presumably trying to find a cure for both of their conditions. It was also revealed that Morbius was a college friend of Max Modell.[44] Using DNA samples from the corpse of Billy Connors, Morbius was able to create a cure that would restore the Lizard to human form, but he failed to recognize that the Lizard had completely destroyed Curt Connors' human persona.[45] The Lizard was left alone in Morbius's lab, allowing him to release blood into the lab's air supply to provoke the injured Morbius into attacking the other Horizon scientists. This prompted Morbius to flee the lab, with Spider-Man in pursuit.[46] Morbius was captured by Spider-Man and locked up in a cell in the Raft.[47]

When Peter Parker (whose mind was now in Doctor Octopus's dying body) needed some supervillains to help capture Otto Octavius (whose mind was now in Spider-Man's body), Morbius offered to help, but was rejected.[48] Morbius eventually escaped from the Raft[49] and fled to Brownsville.[50]

After some time, he tried to stop some vampires in Barcelona, but got captured by them and locked in a coffin. The vampires wanted to mix their blood with that of Morbius, until he got unintentionally saved by Domino, Diamondback and the Outlaw. After telling them about the vampires' plan, they agree to help him kill King Morbius (a true vampire infected with Morbius's blood). Then after killing him, a vampire hunter tried to kill Morbius, but thanks to Domino, he escaped.[51]

Morbius was later rescued by Agent of Wakanda Wasp from Dracula's Disciples, with assistance from Agents Broo and Man-Wolf. He later informed the Wasp and Director Okoye on the Vampire Civil War