#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

@fandomsnfrogs

@cryptic-coven-scout

@max-the-hecker

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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[sonrium]

That second point yanked Batman instantly and unwillingly by the throat to Phantom's side.

He couldn't speak out knowing the rest of the League wouldn't approve, so he let the discussion run its course, and Phantom was naturally denied.

But Batman is nothing if not thorough, and compiling DNA profiles would also help with contingencies. So Batman discretely reaches out after the meeting to give Phantom his personal permission as long as he provides the DNA samples and that Phantom understands that Batman cannot publicly defend him, but he will mitigate the consequences behind the scenes.

After another biting incident when Phantom is getting lectured by Superman:

"Phantom, you can't keep doing this. This is your last warning. Criminals or not, it's never okay to bite people just because you want to. Control yourself, or you might have to rethink your place in the Justice League."

Phantom staring at his feet and genuinely worried that he might get kicked out. He didn't think it was that big a deal.

Batman walks up and simply states. "He is controlling himself."

"Batman, you call that control? I'm trying to be understanding, but Phantom is biting criminals more than ever."

"Are they still breathing?"

"I don't see how-"

"Are their limbs still attached?"

"What are you-?"

Batman gives Superman a hard look to stop him mid question. "Acording to Constantine, ghosts from the Infinite Realms are creatures that should be avoided at all costs due to their extremely volatile nature. Generally, it's a death sentence to ever encounter one."

Superman turned to the child he'd been scolding, shocked that any of that could possibly be true about his colleague. The same colleague, who was so gentle he almost cried when he accidently killed a spider in the dining hall. "Is that true?"

Danny, glancing up but unable to meet Superman's eyes, "Yea-yeah. Intense violence is actually how most ghosts socialize. Regrowing limbs isn't a big deal for ghosts, so they tend to forget how fragile humans are."

Batman continues with his explanation, "In the Infinite Realms, ghosts have evolved to attack anything that moves as a defense due to how hostile the environment is. Everything from the plants to the very ground could attack at any moment. Their version of compassion is controlling their instincts before the killing blow. The fact that Phantom rarely attacks anybody is a testament to his constant and vigillent self-control."

Danny finally meets Superman's eyes and they are nothing but pools of liquid innocence and shame about his very being. "I'm sorry... I'm doing my best, but my ghost instincts are really hard to control, especially when emotions are high and we are carching bad guys, and I can't help but bite. But I promise, I will never let it go any farther than that."

Intense guilt washes over Superman. He knew how seriously Phantom took his promises. He had no idea he was asking Phantom to go against his very nature. Did Phantom have to hold himself back right now? Superman knew a thing or two about how scarily fragile human bodies were to someone like him. He couldn't imagine having instincts that screamed at him to attack anything that moved on top of that.

Batman turned to his old friend with a disapproving stare. "Maybe learn a thing or two before you judge our nonhuman members. I expected better from you."

Superman placed his hands on Phantom's shoulders. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea. Do the best you can. We can figure out the rest together. Please forget everything I said earlier."

Danny with hope sparking in his eyes, "Are you sure? I know im not perfect, but I want to stay. I really like it here, and I really like helping people."

"Of course. I'll let the others know." Superman walks away down the hall, and out of sight.

Danny grinned, lifted his eyebrows, and nodded toward where Superman ran off to convey his thanks for the save.

Batman gave a quick nod and a tiny, barely there smile of his own. He spoke aloud for the one with superhearing that was definitely still listening, "I apologize for any offense you may have taken. Know that the sentiments of Superman are not shared by the rest of us."

Danny pulled the zip lock baggie out of his pocket and silently handed it to Batman with a grin. It had a napkin smeared with the blood of Danny's most recent biting victim labeled in Sharpie. Danny responded in a wobbly voice that did not match his mischivous grin, "Thanks." He added a sniffle for effect. "I needed to hear that. I'm really doing the best I can, but i guess people dont see it that way."

After this incident, Superman became Danny's biggest defender against the biting accusations.

Danny Phantom, who as far as the Justice League knew was a normal ghost, was presenting a pointpoint in front of the rest of the League. The presentation says, "Why I should be allowed to bite criminals: 1, because I am not human and cannot catch any of your filthy human diseases. 2, because it would allow us to compile DNA samples from the criminals of the world to compare with during crime scene investigation. 3, Fuck you."

[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.

[silverheartlugia2000]

i would very much like to explore the depressed boneless spider cat in casual settings more, yes! Like dude goes from short shy king, then gets stretched out like jack skellington and just as flexible, with flaming dragon eyes and ghost fire hair Danny phantom style. Boy can contort while crawling up walls, fold in half to drape over momo and still drag the floor, go from normal pouty face to bite you in half, is there an in between? Does he get fangs as time goes? Even without the mask mouth does it look like too many teeth when he yawns? Dragging sad wet cat across the floor to keep him from clawing at the mean people bothering HIS person. Dude literally switches between two and four legs with no thought put into it.

Sneak peak for a silly oneshot I'm writing

[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!”

[gaozorous-rex-blog]

I mean, it makes sense... Who knows how often Danny's had to fight ghosts instead of getting sleep, or even eating?? Let's face it, his home life doesn't really lend towards safe food to eat... Unless he wants to hunt re-alived hotdogs, lol. So ofc Danny, exhausted and hungry, just... Stares intently at his arm the first time it gets lopped off by one of his rogues. (After he souped them, ofc.) In his exhausted haze, he recalls Sam's rants on how spiders were amazing creatures and just shoves his arm into his mouth without really thinking about it. It's in his ghost form, so he managed to eat it in one bite. It took a little bit to regenerate, but it also seemed to give him a little energy boost, too. So he just.. Never stops. And now he semi-lives to horrify the people around him to this day(ghost AND human).

Cannibalism!

So you know how fics have Danny reabsorbing his limbs and growing back the limb whenever one gets cut off, what if he ate it instead?

__________

During an altercation with a rouge Phantom had unfortunately lost one of his arms in a contraption, not that he seemed to care though, which should've been their biggest hint but they were too busy trying get him back to the watchtower to be treated.

They had been preparing what they needed to heal him when a loud snap caught their attention. The whole room watched in horror as one of their youngest member bit into his arm without a care in the world, biting through his arm with ease as if it was a piece of chicken, eating the bones and all.

"PHANTOM!"

The boy turned to the distressed hero smiling with his cheeks full and painted with his green blood. His smile fell a bit once he noticed the looks everyone was giving him.

"WhAe?"

The flesh in his mouth muffled his wording, they would tell him not to speak with his mouth full but right now they need to get him to stop eating his arm.

[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.