#Jack Fenton

[mommyscarcass]

I know he probably didn't, but Jack Fenton seems like the type of dude to take his wife's last name.

[solhunder]

Can Danny still turn human, or does the LBM form inhibit that ability? Do his parents know he's Phantom by this point? If not, where do they think he's been this whole time?

listen they may not be the most attentive parents but they're definitely supportive

Later

Tucker: great lie, Jazz. So glad we don't actually have a senior project haha

Jazz, pulling out multiple university-level psychology textbooks: who said I was lying >:)

[liketolaugh-writes]

I keep coming back to the fact that almost no one writes Jack and Maddie as autistic. Nine times out of ten, if their obsession with ghost hunting has a cause, it's that it's a Big Scary Ghost Obsession. Never a special interest, always an Obsession or, even better, they just don't love their kids.

But both of them:

Are oblivious to many social cues and norms

Have very little volume control

Are well-known for infodumping compulsively

Are extremely trusting

And Jack specifically:

Mentions that most clothing makes him itchy

Prefers to express his feelings bluntly

Relies on scripts when struggling with social problems

While Maddie:

Has trouble reading people when she's not specifically trying

Is not a good at deception even when she tries

I'm not saying it's canon, I'm just saying that the restricted and intense nature of their interest doesn't have to be sinister in and of itself.

[radiance1]

"Mom, Dad. I have something to tell you."

Danny said, twin rings going up and down his body respectively as he went ghost. Then back as he turned back to Danny.

"Tada..?" He said, shaking his hands after he was finished.

Jack and Maddie sat silent on the other side of the table, eyes wide as they just... Stared at him. His mom's hands were over her mouth, while his dad's mouth just hung open.

Jack pushed himself away from the table, getting up and walking out of the room.

"Honey!" Maddie said, turning to look in his direction. She briefly glanced between Danny and the doorway, before getting up herself and following after Jack.

Danny looked down, placing his hands down on the table and interlocking them as an uneasy smile graced his face.

'Fuck.' He thought. 'I should've done this when Jazz was here.'

Now, Danny isn't scared of his parents per se. Having escaped from them multiple times up until this very moment, and having fought and won over ghosts that embodied concepts toughened him up considerably.

But, just because he isn't scared doesn't mean he isn't uneasy.

He really should have waited for Jazz-

"Danny," His mother's voice broke him out of his thoughts as she walked back into the room and took her seat. She rubbed a hand against her temple, looking down at the table. "Your father... Needs a moment. Just to collect his thoughts, alright?"

"Uh, yea I understand." Danny pulled his hands back and down into his lap.

Maddie gave the movement a brief glance, but chose not to comment.

"Listen, this..." Maddie released a breath, placing her hands down on the table and interlocking her fingers. "Is news that neither of us ever expected, and frankly it is hard to believe that you aren't just a ghost who took the body of my son-"

Danny's breath hitched.

"-But I want, no." Her eyes hardened, forcibly releasing the tension from her shoulders. "I need to give you a chance. This, a chance. Before I do something I might regret." There was something in her eyes that Danny couldn't recognize, and he fought to keep looking into her eyes.

"Th-That's good." He said, bringing a hand up to rub against the back of his neck. "Yea. Good. Good." He couldn't help but look down, digging his fingers into his thigh.

Fuck. Why was he trembling?

He's had way, way worse than this. Survived way worse than this. It's just his parents. Just his regular old, maybe a bit hyper fixated and ghost hating parents that threatened to dissect him on various occasions and tried to do the same to other ghosts-

Danny dug his fingers a bit deeper, forcibly exhaling.

Just. His parents.

"How long." His head snapped back up to Maddie as she spoke, it didn't seem to be a question. Something she seemed to realize as she softened slightly. "How long, have you been a ghost?" She asked, quietly, softly.

There was something there that Danny, despite everything, couldn't identify.

"Since," He started, before swallowing when his mouth felt dry all of a sudden. "Since you guys. Um. Built the portal." His fingers dug into his neck, and he felt something wet under his nails and a stinging on his neck before he pulled away and put it into his lap. "And, you know. Thought it didn't work."

Maddie's breath hitched, and her eyes screwed shut. Interlocked hands tightening on the table as her lip quivered.

"I..." She began, slowly. Voice trembling before she smoothed it back out, trying to restore some semblance of calm. "I see." She exhaled, slowly. Still keeping her eyes closed.

It... Hurt. To see her like this. To see his mother so shaken up.

He shouldn't have told them.

But it seemed to be going well.

Was it even worth it?

He hopes it keeps going well.

He should have just kept it a secret.

"The portal." She finally began again when her hands stopped shaking. "It opened on you, didn't it? And then you-" She paused, trying to get the words out. "You died. Didn't you?"

Danny nodded, before remembering that her eyes were still closed. "Y-eA." He said, voice breaking at the end.

He was glad her eyes were closed, just because she couldn't see the embarrassment on his face.

"I was hoping you would say no." Maddie said, reopening her eyes and looking down at her hands. "I so, so desperately want to believe this to be some trick by Phantom or- well, you. I want this to be a prank, or some nightmare, and to just wake up and know that you're still alive-"

"Well, I am." Danny shrugged, eyes darting towards a nearby wall. "Technically, half and half, y'know?" He said, making a so-so gesture.

"Are you?" She asked, eyes narrowing slightly as she looked up at him. "That would explain why you don't look like a ghost, but-"

She paused, eyes widening.

Okay, now this Danny could recognize.

Recognition and horror.

"Oh... Oh God." She looked back down hands breaking apart as one covered her mouth. She shook in her seat, hunching in on herself. "We-We chased you. Shot at you and said we would rip you apart." Her eyes grew wet, tears slipping down her cheeks. "We wanted to dissect you and said it in front of your face."

"Well, technically it would be a vivisection-"

Maddie closed her eyes, a sob ripping from her throat.

Danny shut his mouth.

Danny watched as his mother cried on the opposite side of the table. At this moment, for some reason, she looked so far from him. Like he could reach out, climb over the table, and still not reach her. Like there was some great, unfathomable distance, between them.

He looked down at the table, at his hands. One of them, the one he dug into his thigh, felt wet. He pulled away his hand, and saw... Well, blood.

Weird.

He didn't feel anything.

"I'm sorry." His mother sobbed, and for some reason her voice seemed so quiet even as he looked up at her. He could see her, yet why did she seem so far away? "I'm so, so sorry." She said.

And Danny...

Danny didn't know what to do.

[satoshy12]

Maddie and Jack are Ghost Hunters not monster hunters.

Danny:" Mum, Dad, I am not human anymore." Maddie:" Danny, we know you are a vampire." Jack: "Yeah, cold skin, stronger than a human and so fast. Have you seen, how fast you get from the frontdoor to your room or from here to school in 1 to 3 minutes when you sleep in. Why do you think we have no garlic at home?"

[stars-obsession-pit]

Jack and Maddie have realized something horrifying. Their son is being possessed by a dangerous ghost, and has been for some time. They don’t know exactly how long, but looking back, the signs had been for a while.

His strange reactions to their ghost hunting inventions, his new habit of vanishing from his room (or even from school) randomly, his sudden decline in grades, and a million other small things. The issues had gotten worse recently, but had been present for some time. It painted a grim picture. Had he been fighting it this whole time, the ghost gradually wearing away at his will?

No, that can be worried about later. First things first, they’re going to forcibly evict the monster and make sure that no ghost will ever be able to take over his body again.

…meanwhile, Danny is panicking with his friends about his newest foe. A remarkably powerful ghost who stole his body and keeps thwarting every attempt to take it back. Even beyond the typical dangers of a powerful ghost being out and about, its actions could end up revealing him!

[a-m-w-worlds]

I. AM. SHOOKETH!/pos I've always wondered why we never saw Danny with a hood!

Behold, Danny with the hood he most likely has and just never uses.

[ghostly-shenanigans-in-progress]

Had a thought about something;

I think it’s highly likely that Jazz’s middle name is related to Vlad in some way.

Consider; The most popular full name for Danny’s in the phandom is “Daniel James Fenton”. Often that middle name’s origin is connected as the first name of a late grandfather, parent or, if you’re me, an extremely close family friend (still alive) of both Maddie and Jack respectively.

Now, consider this sort of naming theme with Jazz? And knowing well that it was definitely Jack who got to pick Jasmine’s name. He would totally find a way to have Jazz’s middle name be a nod to Vlad in some way.

Whatever it be, it be either very obvious like “Jasmine Vladimira Fenton” or less wordy shorten it to “Jasmine Mira Fenton”.

But the connection to Vlad would still stand regardless of which one here (also imagine how much of a stab it be for Vlad to know he’s the godfather to the oldest daughter of them, who looks the most like Maddie, arguably)

[littlesovietchan]

Autistic babygirl :p

[pricklenettle]

This Ecto-Implosion, the artist I was partnered up with was the fantastic @mousetrappart! It was such a pleasure working with her and the illustrations she created for this fic are wonderful! Please go check her out! For a pair who both don't actually much like bugs, there are a lot of bugs in this fic, and I think it came out super fun!

1-800-GHOST-ZONE

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Words: 12,335

Summary:

Do you have a ‘buggy’ problem on your hands? Things with beady eyes, several legs, bulbous bodies and buzzing wings? Well Phantom is the one for the job! With a pun and a grin, he’ll fulfill all your punching, exterminating, and relocating needs in the blink of a eye! What’s better than a service that never sleeps? Call your resident ghost boy NOW!!!! Contact methods include but are not limited to: loud shouting, screams of terror, or close proximity to another ghost. Phantom is unavailable for: photos, non-ghost pest problems, or calls for a permanent solution.

(On request from Danny Phantom, we ask that you not call the Drs. Fenton while Phantom is on duty, as side effects include copious amounts of anti-ecto foam, attempted arrest, and an upset ghost with a necessary shower in his future.)

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Evenings in the Nasty Burger diner had gotten pretty quiet recently. That evening there was no one in the booths, and that wasn’t likely to change soon. People didn’t like to see bugs and eat at the same time. Even if it was dubious if these bugs had any interest in food at all.

The girl on duty at the counter stood on guard with a broom. Her eyes drifted more than once to the floor and the shadowed corners around her. She jumped when the door opened with a jingle.

“I’m officially done. No more bugs for me, no thank you.”

“Come on, Tuck, no one makes as good bait as you,” the dark haired teenager laughed, only a little cruelly.

Tucker stopped short in the doorway, looking around suspiciously. “Are you sure there aren’t any in here?”

Danny tilted his head to the side. “For now.”

Tucker barked a nervous laugh. “For now, he says. Don’t you know they’re all around us? Creeping? crawling under covers and biting toes.” He shuddered.

“Hey, I’ll take bugs all day long. They may be many, but I have the power of suction on my side. Danny swung the thermos from his hand, then shook it from side to side. “It takes forever to fill up on those things. Hey, I have to release them eventually, do you think I could dump them on Skulker's Island?” That laugh was definitely evil.

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[daily-dose-of-danno]

do you think you could do some screenshots from when Jack is being overshadowed and is fighting it during Bitter Reunions?

Season 1, Episode 7 - Bitter Reunions

[jackson-imbecille]

Okay, so, redo of this comic I made in 2022, which uses a joke heavily inspired by something written in a fic by @five-rivers, while imitating @letswonderspirit’s style (well, his 2022 style).

I feel like I’m just smashing things together at this point.

Also happy birthday, dude!

(I guess this could also fit the Ectober rise prompt, cause I’ve improved and rose up in skill since last time I did this comic, but that’s pushing it.)

[wanologic]

and they were roommates

[schnuffel-danny]

[bebebeep0v0]

이건 내가 그린것중 좋아하는 그림인데 댄 나오는 에피는 항상 좋더라

[satoshy12]

"Not a Ghost, Boring!"

Danny:" This is Mothman!" Jack and Maddie:" Not a ghost, so boring".

Later Jazz: "Is that Bigfoot?" Maddie:" No ghost, so boring:"

So they meet all the monsters, but they don't care because they want to see Ghost.