#OP Danny

[danny-phantom-slut]

ghost king danny

what about a Danny who is happy to be the Ghost King? get out of here with that "i don't want to be king" shit. give me a Danny who finds out he has a right to the throne in the Infinite Realms, due to fighting Pariah Dark, and immediately takes advantage of it.

now all those rogues who used to constantly bug him in the living realm? he can order them to stay in the Ghost Zone. and by his will, the Infinite Realms keeps them there.

Walker? now needs to follow Danny's orders.

the observants? Danny loves to fuck with them and will be nuisance just for fun. what do you mean they want him to step down as king? do you have any idea how stupid it is to challenge someone in possession of both the Ring of Rage and Crown of Fire? how infinitely stupid it is to fight against a fully realised Ghost King?

just. give me an OP Ghost King Danny who is happy to be as such, because it gives him so much more control over his life.

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP #18

You want a taste of my brain? Okay, it's yours anyway.

Imagine dis…

This time I get inspiration from an A03 fic, and some of its parts just stuck with me and now I’m writing about it, if some of you want to read it go for it. If you are asking for the name don’t ask, I am not going to sell my soul to the devil to find it in my ever-growing history. If you do manage to find it, kudos to them.

TELL ME I AM GETTING DESPERATE OVER HERE

Credits to them as well. Also, as you’ve noticed I decided to post less, now it is due to a good old lack of inspiration. So, don’t go getting your hopes up on this one.

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Ever since Danny Phantom had become the Ghost King he repeatedly entered the reincarnation cycle willingly to retain his morals when he was human. He still retained his ability to stay in the middle of life and death. But when he as the High King of the Infinite Realms gained immortality he found himself losing his ideals and values, he began forgetting. With Clockwork’s insistence, every few hundred years he would become human to experience a lifetime. Sometimes he would go another round in the same dimension, but only when he needed to finish an unfinished business.

Sometimes he is lucky sometimes he is not.

Sometimes he would be born into a loving family with either as the only child or him having siblings. He has experienced the life of royalty as the heir prince. He experienced the life of a knight who was known for his skills with the sword. He was born into a normal family which made him second guesses his every choice due to his lack of normality in his life. He was also born into some wild dimensions that of which could look like it came from a book. From wizards and sci-fi worlds, he never had the time to sit and be an extra.

But there were also times he was born far too unlucky. 

He was born in a salve ridden society, a parent who were core members of a rebellion so when his current parents died, he was expected to be like his parents. Born in a society where the rich trample the poor and he was forced into early child labor as expected in society to work at a very young age. Born where he and the people around him had never seen peace in a war-consumed country, a war that separated his family from each other not knowing whether one is alive or not, leaving only him and his siblings to stay alive. Being abandoned by a pair of druggies for his parents left alone inside a dumpster and died in the middle of the night, looking through the dimension he saw that some homeless people found his body and reported it to the authorities leaving his parents in jail while some prisoners seem to leave them at the near bottom of the hierarchy in prison.

…

It seems this time he was born in an assassin cult this time he wasn’t alone. A twin, an older sibling that was with him in the womb and both came into the world together. The moment he laid his eyes on his grandfather he can already tell that he is a major fruit loop from the way he both look at both of them. 

His name is too formal for his liking, Dylan Al Ghul, he already convinced Damian to call him Danny when it was just the two of them. Danny tries to downplay his abilities both ghost and human seeing that his grandfather is too power-hungry to the point of misusing ectoplasm that is corrupted but still ectoplasm to achieve some sort of immortality, he tried to give Damian a childhood in the form of showing him the stars whenever he could sneak him outside. He saw the absolute worship and awe Damian would give to their mother and their grandfather whenever they visit or supervised their training, Danny didn’t care for their approval nor their presence but seeing his brother seem to at awe and do anything to please the two made his heart shatter, his older brother never needed to prove anyone something.

Danny has repeatedly shown his disdain for the two most powerful people in the organization yet it is a miracle he still lives. It is because he is a spare, a spare yes not the heir but a useful spare one, twins one who specialized in stealth and espionage a twin who is a perfect copy of Damian aside from his eyes mirroring their supposed father. Both Talia and Ra seem to make it their life mission to drill his only purpose in his head, it may have never worked due to his adult mind but he pretended it would be as to not raise any suspicion.

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The day Deathstroke attacked not only he dared to kill the demon head but also choose to kill the chosen heir, by removing an eye and some of his organs as a form of slow torture but also killing him as he made the organs unable to go back to their owner’s body.

Danny couldn’t look away from his bloodied brother, Talia slowly approached him from behind and put her hands on his shoulder, and whispered some honeyed words on how his role as the spare will be fulfilled at a much earlier date and promptly injected with a sleeping drug.

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Danny was already awake when he noticed the cold metal bed behind him the lack of clothes as well the number of doctors seemingly in a rush to prepare for a last-minute surgery. He saw the unconscious form of Damian on the other side and suddenly heard the loud ticking noise of a grandfather’s clock. 

It seems that it was meant to be, Danny thought as an image of Clockwork flashed in his mind. 

He fell back asleep knowing that Damian lost an eye, kidney, a lung, some ribs as well an ungodly amount of blood, possibly more. Danny knew that this vessel of his wouldn’t survive at the sheer need and he already felt that he would not leave the room alive. So, he took one last peek at the sleeping Damian and promptly closed his eyes, the moment he opened his eyes once again he was back in his chambers in the Infinite Realms clutching his left eye in his face whilst looking at the mirror as he felt his eye be the first one to be removed.

It seems this time he died months before he and his brother celebrated their 10th birthday.

…

Damian woke up with a pounding headache being the assassin he is he immediately looked around seeing that his last memory is being tortured by Deathstroke.

He immediately took notice of his loose clothing and tried to walk towards the door but his knees immediately gave out. As he tries to gain his bearings, he noticed a scar right in the middle of his chest, it couldn’t be from the time when he was captured by Deathstroke as he noticed that this scar is too clean, too sterilized as if someone had just come out of a surgery type of scar. As he tries to loosen his shirt to take a better look at his scar when he noticed a mirror facing his way and noticed his eyes, instead of his usual pair of emerald eyes he was greeted with an emerald eye of his own and his brother’s icy blue eye in his left eye.

Damian remembered that Deathstroke took out his eye, as according to him it reminded him of the Demon head, and decided to promptly pull it out with his bare hands. 

Dread began to fill his very being and tried to go and look for his brother but deep down he already knew what happened to him after all, he is the heir while his brother his beloved younger brother is just a spare.

…

When Damian had met his father’s wards most of them commented on his heterochromia eyes and promptly greeted back with his sword in their faces.

The rest grumbled that Damian couldn’t take a tease or two, but immediately chased the demon brat as he chases each and one of them with the intent to kill.

Damian couldn’t tell them; another son was hidden from Bruce. Another son he had failed, another son who died before they could even meet him.

From the first few interactions he had with his father when he first met him, he knew where his brother’s bleeding heart came from.

Sometimes he could still see him, Dyl- no Danny, every time he looks in the mirror. The constant reminder that his brother was seen by the league as nothing but a spare. Whatever love he had for his mother disappeared the moment he laid his sight at his brother’s eye embedded in his supposed empty eye socket. 

The constant reminder that shows every time he looks at the mirror and the scar in the middle of his chest, Danny’s organs that were used on him to ensure his survival while Danny was left behind.

…

He was 14 years old when he went wide-eyed at the stranger across him and his brothers in a heavily populated area.

A teen looks exactly like him with a medical eyepatch on his left eye as he sits in a wheelchair chatting idly with an older man.

Damian heavily thought of a clone, did Talia, not mother never mother, make another clone after him after weeks of silence?

Damian still remembered the first time he encountered a clone with blue eyes, his running theory is that due to his new organs have bonded with him thus creating a batch of clones with blue eyes. Timothy had spoken up that since babies have a 50/50 chance of inheriting the colored eyes of either parent made a new branch of clones. 

Damian was already planning on disposing of the supposed clone when the said clone suddenly laughed exposing his neck that have a feign white line across indicating a scar. But that scar made Damian double guess, all clones he encountered are scarred free thus leaving him to have no trouble disposing of each and one of them but the existence of the scar he barely caught is something both brothers swore secrecy to it.

The laugh oh god, his laugh, only his brother laughs like that, Damian thought mournfully.

As he tries to look the other way, he suddenly faced the same doctor who was the assistant doctor that foresees his surgery years ago. He may have distanced himself from the League after he had fulfilled his debt but it was no mistaking that it was the same doctor that operated him that time.

A chemist they said, an insufficient man who is more cowardly than any other man yet his talent in poisons made him quite a gem in the League.

A clone who had broke out of their collective mind control? Possible, but why this clone? What made this look alike so special that this man dared to leave the League?

…

Robin began to follow the two, the other bats thought that he had a new case on his lap that requires recon. They didn’t question Robin’s new behavior as they have seen him do the same actions when he landed himself a case or when he was following a lead. Yet they couldn’t shake the feeling that something is not right, whether it is the fact that Robin refused any assistance or just the fact they have no idea what kind of case Robin is working on.

They should have listened to their guts then maybe they wouldn’t be surprised at the bat screen, showing a maternal and paternal match to a picture of a blue-eyed black-haired kid with a medical eyepatch on his left eye looking like Damian in a good day.

…

Danny was doing some paperwork when a flying thought passed by him about his last reincarnation. All memories from his adventures when he got reincarnated are usually put behind the back of his hand yet worries about the well-being of his brother made him distracted, and kept close a special one-way mirror to monitor his baby brother.

Danny felt nostalgic at the family drama and chaos that he can’t help but cackle at each interaction Damian has with their father’s adopted children and wards. He found himself majorly of his time watching for hours and hours, he can’t help but wish he was there. As if he was summoned Clockwork appeared in front of him and told him to go back, which confuses Danny since it was Clockwork who implemented that he cannot go back to the same dimension/ world if his body is too far gone to be revived by him, yet Clockwork told him to give someone named Alfred his regards and vanished. Looking bewildered at his mentor/ grandfather he tried to sense his vessel with little to no hope seeing that the League has his body, but surprises himself when he felt his own body submerged in a portion of the Lazarus pit. 

…

Going back, he was greeted by an assistant doctor that used to be in the League due to his ancestor’s debt. He explained that he cannot in good conscience do what he was instructed to after the operation, stole his body, and submerged it in an undiscovered pit due to its small size, enough to dump a child not enough for a grown adult. 

After an initial check-up, both he and the doctor discovered that the mini Lazarus pit regenerated all of his organs except his eye seeing that it was his entire body submerged excluding his head. The assistant doc theorized that those organs of his may be weaker since they were generated from nothing, Danny in all his eldritch glory as well as being the most powerful being across the Infinite Realms played his part perfectly of a now disabled child.

After all who would accuse this disabled child putting the daughter of the Demon Head in an endless nightmare by his command to Fright Knight? Who would accuse that innocent blue eye of his that he had killed any assassin in their tail ever since he and his now temporary guardian began exploring the world? Who would accuse an adorable child that he was the one who had put the Joker in a definite MIA? Who would accuse this child who smiles like the sun despite his setbacks be the one who tortured Deathstroke to the brink of insanity? Danny is pretty sure his temporary guardian knew of his secret endeavors but remained quiet due to his habit when he was in the League or just to prevent any grayer hairs from growing in. 

…

Now if only his brother stopped moping around the building across their apartment complex and just come inside, he made his infamous fudge to share with his brother. His brother didn’t have to drag the rest of the bat brigade in watching him across the building, he even made extra fudge, if only they could just go through the front door instead of rescuing him first in every rogue attack and pretend, they don’t him. Well, if they are playing a game then count him in to win. But for some reason all of them made a face of being constipated whenever they talk to him, Danny is so sure he used clean ingredients to make his fudge…

God dammit just enter the front door like a normal person, better yet tell Batman to stop looking at him as if he died! Those windows are not paying to fix themselves each time one of them decided to stop dropping and roll every other night!

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PS: If someone out there wanted to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so, don’t forget to tag me though.

[satoshy12]

Brought Hell to Earth for a Date

Gotham was in chaos; the dead didn't stay dead, and Skeleton came from the ground! It was like the Day of the Walkind Dead.

But not in a world-ending way, but more as a way for the people to talk with their lost ones. So it wasn't that bad for many people in Gotham.

The Massive leader of it seems to have walked to Bruce Wayne and his family. And did go one knee before Wayne's adopted daughter, Stephanie Brown.

The massive armor was not even bothering him as he was on the ground. As he looked up at her, " I did just as you wanted."

Steph:" I didn't mean this! DANNY!"

The leader they learned was named Danny. Maybe short for Daniel. Danny:" You said make it very special for a date. If I ask you out again?"

Danny dressed in his King Armor full of Skulls Fur (think of Lich King Armor(World of Warcraft) without the Helmet), and around him were many skeletons that came from the ground in the Gala. Danny legit brought back the dead and stopped death in Gotham. Danny:" So?"

Steph:" Yes, let's go on a date."

Danny's armor started to fade, showing a suit he wore under it, and the army started to go too. Danny. "Well, are you a good place to go?" Steph laughed. " Yeah, I know one."

Both left smiling as the dead suddenly faded and the people were able to peacefully die without pain.

Bonus. Bruce was once again the big talk because his adopted daughter dated the God of Death. Yeah, he had no fun trying to explain it. The joke about him being the father-in-law of the Lord of Death was already talked about.

Bruce:" So other than the Joker, no one was hurt?" Dick:"Well, not just the Joker, but a few other serial killers too."

The dead who couldn't die took revenge on their killers; after all, they can't be killed again. And that kind of was why Gotham wasn't that shocked about the day of the Walking Dead. It wasn't like a zombie apocalypse.

It was just Gotham

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - How Not To Resurrect A Half Demon Lord

@lexiepiper @Ghostfox_fuyu

Being both an adventurer AND technically a monster wasn’t exactly the best mix to avoid fights, so it’s a good thing Danny actually LIKED fighting even if he couldn’t exactly ‘go hard’ against humans to avoid, you know, KILLING THEM. Other adventurers though? Yeah they didn’t exactly enjoy fighting what they thought was a weirdly powerful dungeon spawn.

Danny runs, skidding across the ground on his claws, the scrapping sound is loud but nowhere near the volume of the explosion happening right behind him. His tail nearly gets nicked! He’s not happy, not one bit. “WOULD YOU STOP THAT!”.

The mage with a frankly obscenely large hat damn near growls at him, which hey, growling was Danny’s thing. “Silence! Foul demon!”.

For fucks sake! Like yes, he gets that he looks like a demon. He gets that. But could people please just stop assuming that he belonged to whatever dungeon he and they happened to be in? This place was a goddamn lava dungeon, he was an ice demon with a black and white theme! Use your brain! Why would a fucking ice demon be in a lava dungeon!

Which, to be fair, him going into a lava dungeon wasn’t exactly smart or using his own brain; but Sam and Tuck thought this one would get them some sick ass gear so off they went. Of course they wound up getting separated, and of course Danny wound up running into other adventurers with the same idea as his party, and of course they mistook him for a dungeon beast. That’s his classic luck right there, everybody!

Ramming one set of claws into the wall and climbing up the hot rock as fast as he can, channeling some ice to his palms to avoid burning himself, it also was making some super cool-looking mist sizzle off of the rock so that was a neat bonus.

The adventurers trying to annihilate him seem to agree, the dude in black armour muttering to another mage with super orange hair, “hey if I equip ice gauntlets you think I could do that, it looks cool as Hell”. The mage whacks him over the head, ha!

Danny snorts to himself, jumping on to a ceiling stalactite of solid hot magma, ow ow ow ow ow, stupid ice core, stupid Tuck and Sam dragging him into a lava dungeon, stupid him for jumping onto solid magma, stupid stupid stupid. Ugh. But Danny does what Danny typically does when presented with pain, quips, shouting down, “why don’t you give up if you keep misting me!”. Ha! Good one, self. Ow.

The armoured guy chuckles, “I love it when monsters have a sense of humour, makes it so much more fun”, and hurls a goddamn spear at him. Nice, Danny can do spears and show off a little.

Danny launches himself down, grabbing the spear in between his teeth, fangs making it easy to keep the spear in there, and uses the spear head stabbing into the ground below to allow him to basically land going face down before gripping the shaft with his hands and spinning himself into an upright position. Him yanking it out of the ground and spinning it dramatically, grinning meanly, “oh I love free gifts, how’d you know it was my birthday?”, it’s totally not, he’s just being an asshole.

Big hat mage scowling at armoured guy quickly, “nice going, Salient”, then glaring back at Danny. Okay so armoured guy is named Salient, weird but okay. She shoots a fire last at Danny, Danny bats it away with the spear head snickering all the while. Then the other mage hits him with a holy-blast, because of course she does, and sends him into a wall.

He absolutely dropped the spear. Damn. He wanted to add that to his collection, which sure was definitely something he wasn’t doing before the whole resurrection gone wrong crap happened and he some how wound up getting his human souls wires crossed with Hell itself. A fuck up of hellish proportions.

Him shaking off the burn and sizzle from the holy power, at least still being kinda human and alive would stop that shit from outright smiting him, just burned and hurt like a motherfucker. The biggest annoyance his holy sensitivity usually caused him was not being able to use holy based healing potions… which were the cheapest kind aka the kind his party usually used to buy. Demonic based healing potions were the shit for him though, especially since he never had to worry about them debuffing or cursing him.

Orange hair mage huffs, “damn it, that didn’t do it”, scowling, “this place has some seriously strong demons, we might have use a hearth stone if it keeps up like this”.

Danny sticks his hands out to the side, tail twitching, “or maybe! Think a little and realise I’m not from this freaking dungeon!”.

“As if we’d believe a snake tongued demon!”.

Okay that’s just rude! It took him a very long time to learn how to talk with a forked tongue and he had to put up with a lot of mocking from Tuck! He sticks his tongue out at the group before having to climb up a wall again to avoid some thunder bolts from big hat mage and an arch of fire from Salient’s sword. At least he’d learned not to throw solid objects that Danny could grab, progress; progress for them and not him specifically. A very unfortunate specific.

Danny sending out a bit of icy flames that glowed black with his demonic energy to destroy another flame arch from Salient while moving sideways across the wall, he hates this dungeon it’s too fucking hot, goddamn. Zipping up to the ceiling and smacking his claws and palms on it, sending out a powerful wave of pure cold to force the ceiling to start snowing, which of course turns into very hot burning rain by the time it gets down to ground level. The party starts screaming and ducking for cover, that was surprisingly more effective than he expected and he absolutely had not intended to basically rain down boiling demonic water on them. Oops. He figured the snow would melt but not to the point of becoming boiling hot! How much energy was his core expending just to keep him fucking cool in this goddamn hellscape?!?

Danny skittering his way across the ceiling and in-between a gap between a stalactite and the dungeon ceiling, shouting a quick, “not trying to boil ya! Sorry!”. As he goes. Maybe they’ll be too busy hiding to realise where he’s tucked himself away. That would be nice, real nice.

“What kind of demon says sorry!”.

Don’t quip back, don’t quip back, don’t quip back. He’s trying to hide and quiping will fuck that up… “MY SORRY DEMONIC ASS!”, ah goddamn it, why does he do this to himself? Unsurprisingly the stalactite his hiding above gets fucking shot at by a holy bullet. That’s… that’s not great. Those sucked to get hit by and he’d one hundred percent need to be resurrected again if that shit hits his core enough times. But hey! Maybe that would un-demon him! Stupid plan, but hey! At least it is a plan! Plus that did not work when he accidentally fell into a pit of pure holy water. That had been the worst.

The stalactite gets shot at again, this time piercing through it and skimming his shoulder; him making his lip bleed by biting down to avoid yelping. Still hissing out a, “bloody hell”, though, because he could never just shut the fuck up could he? Also, he is officially panting, because it is too fucking hot here and his breath is making a bunch of mist aka giving away his spot more than his stupid quip did. Fuck him entirely.

He’s got three options:

One: start killing adventures like a proper full demon.

Two: overheat and pass out, possibly falling into hard ground or a pool of lava only to be descended upon by adventurers who would definitely hit unconscious him with a holy attack.

Three: leave his hiding spot and start looking for cooler areas while avoiding getting hit or doing any major hitting.

Four: use a hearth stone to teleport out of the dungeon, seems like the obvious choice right? Except when Danny’s half demon ass did that he wound up in Hell every time and Sam and Tuck would have to go through the hassle of getting him back out of there. That crap always resulted in them having to track down yet another ice dungeon and use forbidden demon summoning magic. Meanwhile he’d go throwing hands with demons for however long it took his friends to get him. Not ideal.

Then it turns out that there’s actually a fifth option, a wall blowing up and sending his bullet hole riddled stalactite crashing down towards the ground and exploding in hot semi solid magma. OW! Danny sputtering and shaking himself off aggressively, “oh fuck! Bloody hell! Me damn fuck it! Stupid fucking lava dungeon! Stupid fucking adventurers! Where’s my teammates when I me damn need them!”.

“Shit since when do goddamn demons team up! We need to hurry this up!”.

Then there’s a very loud thump, Danny squinting his fucking burning eyes up at the noise, fuck yeah! It’s Tuck! Nice! The guy’s landed directly on top of the orange haired mage, pointing his fricken lightning cross bow right in her face. The Salient guy getting hurled into a wall by vines seconds later, and a few more seconds and said vines are on fire and brunt to a crisp.

The big hat mage jumping back from the newbies assaulting her group, “great, how many different kinds of demonic vermin does this dungeon have!”, her creating an explosion with electricity to make something of a smoke screen for her to grab Salient out of the hole in the wall the guy made.

But! BUT! That puts their backs to Danny, and Danny might object to killing people but he did not object to bruising them up some. Meaning he launches himself at them, grabbing the back of both of their necks, and slams them into the ground; using his tail to tie their ankles all together. He also grabs the hat mages hat with his teeth and eats the fucking thing as a probably insane looking show of superiority.

Tuck, not looking at Danny and still staring violently down at orange hair mage, “you good, Danny-man?”.

Danny growling, “I’m annoyed, burnt, and vaguely considered making y'all haul me outta hell again for dragging me to this shit ass place”.

Sam walking calmly through the destroyed wall and into where they all are, “honestly I hate this place too. My plant magic is completely useless and I wrecked my helm”.

Danny snorting, “ha! Serves you right!”, he gets elbowed in the chin by Salient for being distracted. But well, an elbow, even armoured, isn’t gonna do much to Danny, so he just growls down at the man while said elbow is being pressed up into his chin.

Tuck snorts at the scene, “I’d stop that, Danny’s an obsidian rank combat warrior”. The mage beneath him scowling, “that is a demon spawn or are you fucking blind?”.

Danny takes offence to that, demon wise he was on par with a demon lord! Not a freaking basic hell spawn! “Excuse you!”. But Tuck laughs at Danny’s expense, “that’s what you get for never fighting back, moron”. Danny sticks his tongue out at the guy.

Sam shaking her head as she walks over to Danny, “seriously, if they attacked you first who cares if you hurt them”, grabbing the unconscious ex-hat mage out from Danny’s grasp, shit he hadn’t actually realized he’d knocked her out. Whoops. Sam pointing a finger at Salient, whose elbow is still pressed into Danny’s chin, “you wouldn’t be holding your own for shit if Danny took you seriously”.

“Pfft, I could take him”.

The orange hair mage snapping, “are you serious right now?! You are literally being pinned down you idiot!”.

Danny nodding, “glad we’re on the same page on that”; rolling his shoulders as he can feel some of the burning healing itself, he’d be healing a hell of a lot faster if he wasn’t in this damn hot lava dungeon though.

Tuck rolling his eyes before staring down at the orange hair mage, “look. Danny’s an adventure, he literally has a license on him right now. The only reason he’s in this dungeon is ‘cause we heard there was some bomb ass equipment in here, same as you guys probably”.

Sam laughing a bit meanly as she gives the ex-gay mage a healing potion since Danny probably gave her a concussion, “Danny’s not a ‘hell spawn’ he’s a fucked up resurrection spell gone wrong”.

Salient snorting, “prove it! And how the Hell did that happen?”. Danny snickers, “hell happened”; Tuck moving his crossbow out of orange hair mages face specifically to shoot Danny with it.

“Ow! You jerk!”.

Unfortunately orange hair takes that opportunity to blast Tuck nearly point blank in the stomach with a holy blast, sending him smashing up into the ceiling. Oh Hell fucking no, attacking Danny was one thing, he was a demon-looking mother fucker and could take hits like a champ; attacking his friends was a whole ass nother matter. At least Sam catches Tuck with some vines as he starts falling down from the ceiling and Tuck wasn’t knocked out by the attack.

Still though. Danny is none too impressed. And he refuses to tolerate a repeat of that, so just as the orange haired friend hurting asshat gets herself up off of the ground Danny lets himself loose more than a little bit. Limbs extending, spines pulling up out of his upper back and shoulders, second set of kudu horns extending out, ribs cracking and expanding through and over his torso skin to settle into a bigger form, that stupid gharial crocodile skull boiling and forming out of and off of his head; him all but shoving orange hair back into the ground and pinning her there with a single hand. Slamming the other hand down near her face, using a foot to keep the Salient guy pinned. Danny snarling, snout opening right over the mages face, “shoot at me all you want but you don’t get to hurt what’s mine”.

Tuck’s shaking off all that holy power, grumbling about stupid trigger happy adventurers as if he wasn’t one himself and stomps over to fucking shoot orange hair in the face with some sand; her unable to do anything about it because of Danny.

Salient muttering, “holy fucking shit, goddamn”. While Sam stops over to him, Sam smacking Danny’s ankle, “give over your license, you demonic horror”. Danny huffing out an icy breath in orange hairs face, moving his tail to use the many little quill hair spines on it to grab out his license from his torso inside his ribs, slipping it into her hands, “thank you”, she shoves the license in the probable warriors face, “see? Adventurer. You really think Clementine would approve him without goddamn checking him and his bullshit out?”.

He grunts from under Danny’s foot, “fair ‘nough. You tryin’ to crush me here?”.

Danny huffing another icy breath, “maybe”. Sam smacks his ankle again so Danny, with a shrug, lifts up his foot and lets the guy up. Danny thinks some mild crushing is totally deserved in this case, even if that was maybe influenced by these guys hurting his friends and making him feel all possessive and shit. Demon crap could be so annoying; being in this hot ass place only making it more annoying.

Salient rolls over and sits up, rolling his shoulders, “ow yeah, definitely not a spawn, damn”, eyeing himself over, “aw man, you cracked my shoulder pad. License doesn’t look fake though so”, looking up at Danny, “bad ass ability though”.

Danny tilts his skull head at the guy before looking back down to orange hair, “you gonna keep trying to annihilate me?”.

“You’re a demon”.

“And?”, lifting the hand that isn’t pinning her and waving it around dismissively, “it’s only a by half thing anyway”.

Tuck chuckling down at her, “need I point out that Danny could absolutely just crush you right now? Yeah, okay, so he’s sorta a demon, and sorta dead and not dead, but he’s not confined to a dungeon or Hell and he’s an adventurer. adventurers run into weird shit all the time, it’s not his fault he is the weird shit”. The girl glares but sighs, clearly giving up, so Danny basically forces himself to compact, puffing icy steam everywhere. Tuck grinning, “so dramatic”.

Danny pointing a normal standard human length clawed finger in the guys face, “hey, if there’s one thing I do well, besides confusing people and myself, it is dramatics”; if he was gonna be stuck as some weird dead but not dead, from the afterlife Hell but not from Hell, then he can be an overdramatic asshole about it.

Orange hair gets up immediately and moves over to the still unconscious ex-hat mage, muttering, “good, they didn’t poison her or anything. Damn demon worshipers”. Oh for fucks sake, was it really that hard to understand that he was a good guy and just a weird but typical adventurer? Ugh. Plus! He’s definitely a higher rank than her, so rude.

Salient standing up and shaking himself off, shouting at his teammate, “Lily good?”; nice, Danny’s got another name.

Orange hair sighs, “yeah. They didn’t do anything to her besides knock her out”. Oh everyone’s a critic.

Danny rolling his eyes and huffing, “you say that like you guys weren’t trying to fucking destroy me. Again, you gonna keep doing that shit? ‘Cause I’m positive all three of us outrank you guys, we just don’t exactly want to start having to fucking kill people just because people keep thinking I’m a me damned dungeon monster”.

Sam shaking her head and moving to be over by Tuck and Danny, “at least they didn’t think you were the dungeon boss this time”.

“Oh Hell that had been such a pain”.

Salient chuckles and looks at him, “you make a lot of ‘Hell’ comments and shit”.

Danny shrugging with a smirk, “hey if I’ve gotta be slightly, vaguely, hell bound then I might as well take the piss outta it”.

Orange hair glaring at Salient, “seriously? You’re making friendly with it now?”.

Danny pouts, “hey, rude much”. While Sam and Tuck laugh at him meanly.

Salient shoves her, “chill, aren’t adventurers supposed to at least try to get along. At least he’s not another psycho paladin who's just using his god as an excuse to commit way too much murder”.

Danny’s entire little party nodding, “yeah fuck paladins”. Earning them a scowl from orange hair, “we all know why you demon-lovers wouldn’t like paladins”.

Then Lily groans a little, sitting up and holding her head, “well at least I’m alive”.

Danny snorting, “yeah I have a thing against committing murder”.

“That is the strangest thing I’ve ever heard a demon say”.

Danny pouts at her. He gets that demons have a terrible rap, an earned terrible rap, but cut a guy some slack will ya? It would be so nice if he could shapeshift to look fully human, he bets that in some other universe he definitely could and he is jealous of that version of him. Stupid fucker probably got all the super sneaky useful abilities. Like being able to turn invisible or something, that would have been so useful today. Ugh.

Lily looking to her party members, “so care to explain what’s going on here?”.

“Demon dude is a legit adventurer, licensed and everything”.

Orange hair just grumbles incomprehensibly.

Sam crossing her arms at the three, “I’m Sam, platinum rank herbalist and green mage. The one with the crossbow is Tucker, silver rank earth mage and gear smith. And the half demon, that you are to stop attacking, is Danny, obsidian rank combat warrior as already mentioned; he’s also a weapons smith and death magic apprentice. Yes he’s a resurrection spell gone wrong, he did it to himself somehow, but people screw up spells all the time so whatever”.

Danny shrugging, “I mean, typically they don’t screw up so impressively they fuck up half their genetic species but yeah”; Sam swats him one, expertly avoiding the horns.

Salient snorts, “you’re a death magic apprentice and you made your self half dead? WOW you suck”.

“Hey!”, Danny puts a hand to his chest, “technically it’s useful, this way I can actually go to one of the death planes now without slowly dying”.

Lily shakes her head disbelievingly, “ridiculous and inane”, gesturing at herself, “Lily, steel rank lightning high mage”, gesturing at Salient, “Salient, silver rank knight”, gesturing at orange hair, “Gemine, iron rank white mage and apprentice priestess”. Tilting her head, “why is an obsidian with a platinum and a silver? He’s three and four ranks above you two respectively?”.

Danny waves her off immediately, “eh, I was gold before the demon shit fucked my shit up. And I am the leader so it’s not that odd”. Sam nodding, “if anything it’s weirder that an iron is travelling with a silver”.

Gemine scowling, muttering to herself, “of course the demon is the leader, disgusting”. Lily cuffs her over the head, making the girl pout. Lily nodding, “demons are more powerful than the living so I suppose that is logical, and a lower rank priestess will best any higher rank warrior”, glancing around, “where’s my hat?”.

Sam and Tuck stare at Danny judgingly, him rubbing his neck, “I ate it?”; it was a heat of the moment thing okay! He makes really dumb decision when he’s put on the spot!

Salient nodding with a smirk, “yeah, it was pretty weird”.

Danny pouting, “I’m not paying you back for it”, twitching, “and can we get the fuck out of this hot ass place already?”, looking at Sam and Tuck, “if you found nothing good I’m gonna be so annoyed”. Sam rolling her eyes and digging in her bag, pulling out a little unassigned demon core. Yum! Him brightening up immediately, “oh nice! This was so worth getting shot by holy bullets!”.

“Danny!”.

“Dude what!”.

Danny grabbing the core and biting into it, much to the disgust of his unwitting onlookers, “eh it was just a shoulder nick and I am literally covered in lava and holy light burns so that’s kinda not what I’m focused on”. Basically dumping the demonic energy down his gullet with a happy purr.

Salient pulling a face, “wow that is disgusting, awesome”. Lily sighs tiredly before gesturing at Danny’s party, “so are we good to just go our separate ways?”. Danny’s down for that, his burns were healing much better now even if he was still hot as hell.

Sam crossing her arms, “depends on if you’re going to keep harassing Danny”; Danny’s just content to lick his chops in demonic satisfaction. Gemine pouting, “I won’t be able to vanquish him so fine, I won’t”.

Danny giving her a thumbs up, “that’s the spirit, now let’s get the hell outta this furnace before my core decides I deserve to over heat”. Sam and Tuck roll their eyes at him and laugh, Tuck patting his shoulder as they all turn to wander off to the exit. The other party of adventurers awkwardly heading deeper into the dungeon.

Danny stretching a little, going all demon always made him feel like his bones were all fucked up and needed a stretching, “so find anything else?”.

“Lightning bolt in a bottle”.

“Bone dagger. Lots of bone daggers”.

“Oh and a whole ass dragon hide, it’s in the dimensional pocket”.

“We did put all the random gem stones in there too right”.

“Uh…”.

“Damn it, Tucker”.

Danny laughs to himself, shaking his head. This day was some bullshit but at least they didn’t leave empty handed, and wasn’t finding treasure and getting to throw fist-a-cuffs the whole point of being an adventurer? Even if he’d rather be beating up dungeon monsters than constantly having to duke it out with other adventurers.

---

Of course they don’t even make it a full day before running into the very same party. At least this time they’re at the adventurers guild so there’s no way he’s gonna get attacked again.

Gemine blinking at Danny, “so you actually can leave the dungeon”.

Danny rolling his eyes, “yeah it’s almost like I was telling the truth or something”. Hell, he seldom lied about shit, people just thought it was all too ridiculous to be true.

Lily looks to the desk lady, quirking an eyebrow then gesturing at the demon in the room. Juhe blinking and smiling, understanding quickly, “yes the demon is welcome here, yes he’s an adventurer, no you’re not allowed to vanquish him, and no he’s not mind controlling anyone”.

Salient chuckles, putting a hand on his hip, “wow it sounds like this happens a lot”. Tuck shaking his head, “you have no idea”; before Sam goes up to make their report to the guild master. Technically Danny’s supposed to do that, being the leader and all, but head office had a barrier around it and they refused to take it down just for Danny’s sorry ass, meaning compromises were made.

Danny nodding at the guy, “anytime we go into a dungeon and run into a party that hasn’t met me before, it turns into a fight”, rubbing his neck, “which has earned me the title of adventurers bane since I keep basically having to beat down adventurers until they give up”.

Juhe nodding, “and he helps out the enforcers sometimes, since he can be quite the intimidating presence”.

“Boo, having a demonic aura isn’t my fault, and if just a simple demonic aura is enough to scare someone they probably shouldn’t be an adventurer”.

“You forget most adventurers do gathering quests and less dangerous dungeons”.

“Pah!”.

“You also forget that your demonic aura is that of a demon lord not a simple spawn or lesser demon”.

Danny’s only response to that is a pout.

Lily had been about to go up and make her own report, one foot stopping in midair, “that one is… a demon lord?”, and looks very concerned at Danny. While Salient grins to himself, “sweet, I got to fight a demon lord. Man that’s cool”.

Danny blinks, shrugging, “I was a wee bit miffed about suddenly being very literally in hell one time, not the time I fucked my resurrection up, and went demon killing happy. Two might have been demon lords and one was definitely a death god”.

All three look at him in shock, horror, or looking just plan impressed in Salient’s case. Lily shaking her head, “alright, you very well could have annihilated us”.

Johe glancing at some paperwork, “you three are silver, steel, and iron? Yes, you would not have stood a chance if taken seriously by him. He’s officially listed as obsidian, but he’s closer to iridium, which still stands as our highest class”.

Danny blushing, “aw shucks”.

“Don’t you ‘aw shucks’ me, if you’re that flattered then stop leaving your tail quills in the lobby wall”.

“Hey! It has a mind of its own”.

“It’s still attached to you, ain’t it?”.

Danny pouts at her, tail twitching near the ground, he’s half tempted to stab the wall with it just to be petty. He did petty very very well after all.

Lily shakes herself before finally going up to give her report; Danny absolutely hearing Sam whisper a threat at her, “Danny’s a lot nicer than the rest of us, don’t pull that shit with him again or else I won’t hesitate using a mind vine to make you break your party members”, as they pass in the stairway. He makes a point to roll his eyes disappointedly at her when she makes it down fully.

His friends were great but so over protective and possessive of him, it was nice but also a pain. She rolls her eyes right back at him as the three of them head out, waving bye to Salient and Gamine as more of a form of pleasantries than genuine fond fair-wells or whatever. They ain’t friends and weren’t gonna suddenly become them, something Danny was frankly fully uninterested in. He had his Sam and Tuck and was definitely not interested in sharing them.

End.

Prompts: Fantasy/rpg setting. Danny died, but the resurrection spell went wrong, and now he’s trapped as something not quite dead but not fully alive either. Not that he’d ever let that stop him from becoming an adventurer, even if he does get mistaken as a resident dungeon monster by other adventuring parties every now and then… Demon!au

[wanologic]

it hits different when it’s not green

[ri-afan]

I need a Misunderstanding trope where Phantom is put with one of the ‘kid’ groups because everyone assumes he’s a teen, but Phantom (he’s, like, 28) thinks he’s just like… co-managing/supervising the group with another Justice League member.

Asked if he’s in school thinking high school? He says yes, thinking of college where he’s going for his graduate degree. His grumbles over homework and time management skills cements it.

ICE contact? Frostbite. Yeah, that’s really his name. (Jazz talked him out of putting her because if it’s an emergency then they likely need medical history and support.) Here’s a device to actually reach him. His parents? Uhhh, nah, I would put my sister second.

It just goes on.

The guy snarks, puns, and throws jokes, clearly up-to-date with internet culture. He’s a casual dude, loves video games, burgers, and space. He’s kinda short and a little lanky, but he’s stupid strong (like he both forgets he is strong and doesn’t know his strength at times).

Phantom’s checking all the boxes as a teen hero both visually and on vibes with the League so they put him there. Danny’s touched that they think he’s responsible enough to put him in charge of the kids, so he does his best.

(Batman finds out about the appointment after it’s approved, but before he says anything he sees how much the teens open up around Phantom and… well… if they didn’t do their homework to see that the Phantom persona has been active for 14 years with pop-ups through history then that’s not really his problem, is it? He might miss that Phantom doesn’t realise this for a while…whoops.)

[raynewolferune]

DC x DP Prompt: Bruce is bad at emoting but at least ghosts are empathic (too bad bat kids are not)

Was reading Twincognito on AO3 when I stumbled across this gem again:

~

" “Danny, Tim. I was just…checking in. Is everything alright?” Curse his inability to make meaningful conversation when it wasn’t a life or death situation.

They glanced at each other and shrugged.

Then Danny hauled himself out of the bed and walked over to Bruce.

Bruce tried not to let too much excitement show on his face. "

~

Now I really want to read a story where Bruce adopts Danny post Meta trafficking and is being his usual emotionally constipated self. His kids keep getting mad at him because he's treating their new meta brother who was trafficked poorly (generally being stilted in conversation with him, walking away hurriedly mid-conversation, avoiding Danny when he's feeling really awkward, etc). They think Bruce is discriminating against Danny for being a civilian, meta, dealer's pick, but really it's just Bruce being horribly socially awkward. Danny knows this because of ghost empathy and find the whole thing hilarious. The whole thing comes to a head with the Bat Kids staging an intervention in the Bat Cave.

[mr-thundercloud]

Oh jesus, just right in the gut huh... just sucker punch me right in the gut why don't you.

On the run from an identity reveal gone bad, Danny moves from place to place until he finds-- somehow-- a locked box phased into the wall of an apartment building.

Was it Vlad? Was it Spectra? Amorpho? Some other ghostly entity chilling in the human realm?

What with all these people on his tail, whoever it was might be in danger of he just left without warning them. Even Spectra wouldn't deserve to be hunted down by the gaggle of ghost hunters in his wake. So he sticks around for a few hours.

Just to warn this mystery ghost.

He's not lonely. Or tired. Danny's just... trying to be nice. Right?

"John Jones" (aka Martian Manhunter) comes home to find an invisible telepathic presence bursting with worry, betrayal, and fear sitting in his kitchen and eating his oreos. Said presence then returns to the visible spectrum looking like an injured, hungry, humanoid-but-not-quite-human child.

Dad instincts activated.

[galaghiel]

Both Jack and Maddie stared at him, speechless. Silence blanketed the lab, everything but Danny’s strangled crying, his hand pressed over the muzzle as if to hide it. No- to hold it still, to still the dozen wicked barbs that were digging into his tongue, probably ripping it with each sob.

a little sketch of @liketolaugh-writes amazing one-shot fanfic that you can read here

[unadulteratedsoulsweets]

A DC X DP IDEA #6 The Reporter

Imagine dis…

We all know that the majority of the fics and prompts we read are all about Danny finding out and being rescued by the members of the Batfam but what about the Kents?

Most of the time we forgot that Clark Kent also known as Superman is a journalist that garnered attention and acknowledgment from Lois Lane herself. Superman is always seen as a pacifist due to his boy scout demeanor as well his bleeding heart.

But we all forget that he kept defeating Lex Luthor who has an IQ of 225 an IQ that surpasses Batman, who also knows his weakness on kryptonite yet Superman kept defeating him.

Walking along the busy street of Metropolis, there he saw a thin black-haired blue-eyed teen who to is thin for his liking. Looking closely, he could see the scars that the teen is failing to hide with his log sleeves that are too odd out in this mid-summer season. If this were Gotham, he would have been snatched up by Bruce due to his hobby of picking traumatized blue-eyed teens out in the streets. Even though this is Metropolis, in no way in his conscience can he even leave that lanky teen.

Approaching him is easier than talking to him and offering him free food and shelter for the time being. The teen, looked at him as if looking for any deceit or any lies, nodded, and went along with a complete stranger.

Should he be worried that this teen willingly went along with a complete stranger (he may be Superman but what if he was just a stranger with ill intentions) yes, will he worry about that for a later time, for now, he needs to make sure that the teen is able to take care of himself.

It is obvious that he is running away from a bad home seeing the scars, a packed bag, and the exhausted look on his face shows that he is on the run for some time.

As well as the fact that his instincts are screaming at him to protect this boy.

Entering a humble home of an apartment what greeted them is something you see in a commercial about families. The smell of dinner wafting through the air and the noise of two children talking and roughhousing in the living room.

Both his wife and sons raised an imaginary eyebrow and a question that they seem to convey through their eyes about the tag-along that could be Wayne bait. Shaking his head and send them a gesture through his eyes about answering later.

After the dinner they told their guest to take a bath and that he is welcome to take the spare room available.

Once Clark hears the slow and continuous breathing of their guest, Jon began blabbering in a hushed voice about their new guest while both Lois and Conner are at the side waiting for any information.

…

Danny's running away from both the GIW and his parents was not what he thought where would end. He thought that his parents would understand but in the end, they screamed about how Phantom is possessing their precious son.

Stumbling upon Metropolis is not also part of the plan as there is little to no ectoplasm, he was lucky enough that his sister and friends thought about packing edible ectoplasm to go in his emergency bag in case everything went wrong.

Now he is currently staying at a random guy’s house for the night seeing that he can’t bother this man, who has a family to feed, any longer. For now, resting for tomorrow’s challenge.

….

Now that it has been months since Clark had picked up Danny off the sidewalk but let him say that it was the best decision that he ever made. No wonder Bruce kept picking strays and just keeping them. Look at those baby blues, he swears he could pass off as his due to his looks alone.

But after some time both he and his family began to question some tendencies around Danny.

One, the boys liked to wrestle one another seeing that both have krypton blood within them then they can use force within holding back one another. Danny was just dragged along with them seeing that both boys are busy looking around where they were rolling around to wrestle and were surprised about the added pair of hands wrestling with them.

Two, he was cold, colder than an average human. They panicked for a second when they didn’t hear a heartbeat at the laughing Danny in front of them.

Three, the supers can see a very suspicious bottle that can he kept insisting is needed for his medical reasons.

Fourth, one night as Danny was helping Lois make dinner when he abruptly announced that the boys are at the front door, as Lois was about to ask when there is a knock on the door, and came in the rest of the boys.

They had concluded that Danny might have escaped from an illegal meta lab, and now seeking shelter.

But those conclusions will be trashed after Danny’s official year-and-a-half stay with the family

….

During mid-summer, the entire Kent family went and visited the farm of Ma and Pa Kent as they cannot wait any longer in meeting their new grandson.

They were all enjoying the warm summer air as well the pie that Ma had just made as it was still steaming when a literal bike crashed into Kent’s farm. Driving the said bike is a paled skin, dirty blonde green-eyed teen who is carrying another green-haired female teen who is covered in what could they assume be blood. Danny who saw the teens in question after the dust settles quickly went to help the two of them as the male one is about to burst into tears of relief the moment he laid eyes on Danny.

Danny kept his hands on the wound of the other one injured teen while the other one keep babbling in a panicked way about why his companion was in such a state.

After stabilizing the injured teen Danny began his tale of being illegal just existing.

All of the Kent’s has their blood boiling, the fact that their own government is allowing such genocide from another dimension when they are clearly sentiment as well the fact humans were the ones who tore and destroyed their homes first. If so what would all of their hard work in implementing the meta-protection law when in fact another entire civilization that had just been living peacefully is now being hunted down for existing, they have been swept under the rug.

Danny also revealed that he is in fact a hybrid while both Johnny 13 and Kitty are full ghosts or citizens of the Ghost Zone also known as Infinite realms.

As Superman, he has the urge to destroy every facility of that branch of the government as he felt anger for Danny and John his teammate also known as a Martian manhunter. He saw some sort of companion Manship between the Kryptonian and Martian as Kal-El is at the last of his kind while the Martians are critically endangered and John has experimented on area 51 before he became one of them.

Going to the government directly is a bad move as he has seen from his co-worker Clark Kent that some of his co-workers that went directly to the higher-ups are fired as they let their emotions let them control their actions and words that lead to them losing their jobs.

Not only that his teammates might think he is compromised and the fact that it might even worsen their reputation.

Both Lois Lan and Clark Kent decided that taking action as well as an acknowledgment of the Anti-Ecto laws would be the doing of both of the reporters, as they both are the best investigative reporters. Making sure their works are at the front of the newspaper as well as replacing those dubious claims about ghosts with new ones that have actual facts. Both reporters kept fanning the flame as meta-human rights activists began to loudly protest at the fact that they are somewhat like them and are being hunted just because they are different and live in a different dimension. Each newspaper claims and writes that both Lois Lane and Clark Kent kept backing it with facts as well as witnesses from the town that was deemed as a tourist trap.

Dragging Lex’s name through the mud is an extra bonus seeing that he was the one who signed those bills when he came to power briefly.

It got to the point that GIW almost made a move on the Kent family, but with JL members that kept patrolling the area around the apartment of the Kent’s they backed off.

After months of protests, rescue, arresting, protecting, and retrieval missions as well as changing the law. Clark will never forget the moment that the Anti-ecto Act was destroyed and was replaced with protecting Danny’s kind. With the smile and relief in his eyes that contains the unshed tears for his ghostly friends and himself, he reminded himself that this was the reason he became a hero in the first place.

…

After a week of the whole fiasco, Constantine kept mumbling and fidgeting around the space station as he kept muttering the words of them being doomed or being served revenge.

Batman was distraught as the world's greatest detective he tends to make a habit of knowing every piece of information available so when Superman began his campaign in writing the Anti-ecto acts he can't help but wonder where did he get that information from, seeing each claim that both Lois Lan and Clark Kent made they had hard facts that back it up. He didn’t know whether he should be impressed or distraught seeing that Clark managed to hide this information from him or the fact he was taken by surprise by what Clark Kent had done or took action instead of Superman.

But now he is more focused on their resident magician, he frowned at the behavior of Constantine ever since he learned about what had happened a few months ago as he was away on a mission for the JLD.

Batman asked what made Constantine so nervous, Constantine just let the dam of information flow as he can’t help it, as they are nearing their respective doom.

Now Batman is now worried at the possibility of an angry king who is more powerful than Darkseid, making a rune alongside Constantine with all of the core JL members present to appeal to the king for a chance in diplomacy as well forgiveness seeing that humanity is wrong here.

As Constantine began chanting many things happened all at once.

First, the runes glowed in the toxic green as the Lazarus pits.

Second, a ghostly teen child with white hair that defied gravity as well as toxic green eyes that seemed to glow and seems to look into his soul is the one who appeared.

Third, the moment this ghostly teen laid eyes on Superman he greeted Superman as an old friend and chatted about tonight’s dinner.

…

 PS: If someone out there wants to continue or make a fic about this you are free to do so don’t forget to tag me though.

[satoshy12]

Danny Phantom the Sun God "Nika"

Danny is Nika! The ancient one, so the fruit is all called Hito Hito no Mi, Model: Nika, just looks similar to him. But is much weaker than the original Nika or Danny were. The white hair and rumors about him made it called Nika fruit.

It all started when Danny was exploring the Ghost Zone, and as he looked through a few portals and doors, he saw in one of them a group of slavers. The first thing he did was jump and help them as Phantom.

Somehow, this led to the fact that Danny helped in the Many slave revolts and liberated many of them from their Chains and similar situations.

He found a friend in that gargantuan elephant, Zunesha, who let the saved Slaves be carried on his back. After he fought and won all battles, Danny had to leave for his time; Clockwork was calling him back. But he was happy about how much he had changed in such a short time.

I had the idea just because of the White Hair and watched the Prince of Egypt music video for Deliver Us!

[aikoiya]

Frankly, we thought you knew? (Joking.)

I'm not sure about the fully die thing, though. Where does it imply that Danny would die if he took up the crown?

SO WAS ANYONE GONNA TELL ME THAT WHEN FIGHTING PARIAH DARK DANNY SCREAMS “LEAVE MY TOWN ALONE” AND AMITY BRIEFLY FLICKERS BACK TO THE REAL WORLD??? I MEAN SURE IT COULD JUST BE BECAUSE HE PUNCHED PARIAH IN THE FACE AT THE SAME TIME BUT LIKE,,,,,, HEY???? HEY??????

I’ve never fucking watched this episode before why did nobody tell me they imply that Danny theoretically could hold enough power to move the town between the real world and the ghost zone. why did no-one tell me Pariah Dark says “having that much power is a burden, isn’t it child” which vaguely implies that if Danny were to take up the throne/the crown and the ring he would DIE, and not like turn to full ghost die, but like outright DIE. WHY DID NO-ONE TELL ME THIS????

[leafyeyes417]

Danny is glad he actually made a plan for once. Jazz had been on his back about telling their parents he was Phantom, and he had managed to convince her he had a plan. The only thing that would extend how long it took was the frequency of ghost attacks.

He generally didn’t have much free time, so luckily Clockwork was willing to put him in a time bubble so he could get stuff done, like get enough sleep. But mostly he was training. Sometimes with Wulf to make portals, but other ghosts had come by too.

The power that was giving him the most trouble, and that he needed most for his plan was duplication. It took forever and he still couldn’t have more than 3 versions of himself at one time. How Vlad managed so many he had no idea.

Anyway back to his plan. He got all his stuff that he couldn’t afford to lose hidden away, got copies of all his parents blueprints and files, replaced items that he didn’t feel comfortable letting them keep if worse case scenario came, and a few more miscellaneous things.

He decided not to tell Sam and Tucker what he was doing. Though he did give them a mysterious file that they weren’t able to open yet. It would lead them to him later. But he needed their reactions to be legitimate, even if he hated having to potentially distress them for a bit.

He then sent his duplicate in his place back home while he went to the Ghost Zone to keep learning and keep an eye on things. Hopefully things went well, but he planned to spend a full living realm month here just in case his parents faked taking it well.

————————————————————————

It did not go well. About two weeks after his duplicate told his parents they knocked him out and buried him in a ghost proof coffin. Was he glad he wouldn’t have to experience his worse fears as a lab experiment? Yes. Was he still going to have nightmares of being trapped underground unable to escape? Also yes.

He was glad it was his duplicate though. It was easy for him to undo from a distance and since they had been connected he still had all the memories. He typed in the code for the file he gave his friends before he left. Time to go to Gotham, the one place he was able to wheedle out of Clockwork would be best for him.

[stealingyourbones]

When Danny sees his family die in TUE what if he finds out then that he’s related to a DC hero then? After the timeline is fixed he goes to his cousin who just so happens to be Raven of the Teen Titans and explains that bc of time shenanigans, he found out he’s related by blood.

How does the Teen Titans react? They’ve dealt with time travelers so many times this sorta stuff is just their average Tuesday level of shenanigans. A kid with powers that fit perfectly on par with other Teen Titan members. Main issue: his blood and DNA are so scrambled that their computers can’t confirm with a definitive proof that he’s Raven’s cousin.

[09shell-sea09]

@dulceringo

Dannys villain ark .2

Danny was doing his usual wandering through the infinite realms and talking to his sister.

It's been a few months since he left and according to the news articles in his home universe jazz was redefining the term " ripping them a new one".

He was so proud of his sister, he often sent her some of the things he found, like books from forgotten historys and phyciatritrist books from other universes.

He was also discovering new powers, like shapshifting, telekinesis, night vision, slight omnipotence from clockwork and afew awesome others.

He was just hanging out in the gap between universes when he heard a small "meaw"

He looked and saw a cat, but he had orange fur and black stripes along his body, not un normal, but the blood red eyes amd weird collor told a different story.

The cat itself was hurt and bleeding from his back paw, and kept meowing for help.

Danny sighed cursed his budding obssession again and went to help the cat.

He used his ice powers to numb the paw before he pulled out his first aid kit, he disinfected the cut and wrapped it in bandages, he felt around the rest of the cats body, there seemed to be some brusing around the neck above the collar but no broken bones, he once again uned his ice powers to numb the pain.

After treating the cats wounds, the cat walked over and sat in his lap, softly purring away.

Danny started to pet the cat and decided to stay for a bit.

.

.

.

It was not 20 minuest later a teenager in a suit, claws and had his hair done up like a certain fruitloop he knew, came slightly running to where danny was and calling out 'Teekl!' At the top of his voice.

The cat on danny lap perked up at the sound and then looked at danny expectantly.

Danny sighed and just knew this weirdo was the cats owner. On the bright side he now knew the cats name, silver lining or whatever the hell people say.

Danny stood up, the now dubbed Teekl, safely purring in his arms, he started to walk towards to still yelling weirdo and said.

"You'll lose your voice like that"

That was the wrong thing to say, as the weirdo spun around and blasted him with a red beam that looked annoyingly similar to plasmus maximus.

" woaw woaw! Fire at me all you like but dont bring this cutie into it!"

Danny sreamed as he doged then held uo the confused kitty. The weirdo, for his part, looks slightly guilty for almost frying his cat but oddly enough he flew past anger and into confusion as he stared at the purring cat.

"How ... how did you get Teekl!? And how did you get her like...that?"

The weirdo gestured to the purring kitty.

"Put away the fire and I'll tell ya"

Over the next hour danny and the weirdo, now named klarion, talked about how danny met Teekl and how he got her purring on his lap. Strangly enough they bacame fast friends.

Klarion started to rant about people called the 'Justiase league' ruining his plans, danny asked about what plan and he told him.

Klarion, while enjoying himself with his new friend, was waiting for the other shoe to drop. People didnt like him, either he was to much or they didnt like the whole evil thing. So after he told danny about his evil plans that the Justiase league were ruining, klarion expected him to run.

What he didnt expect was advice on how to improve his plans and pull a fast one on the JL. And the stuff he said was good! Like super villain levels evil!

Danny gave klarion another one of the phones with his number in it and explained it to him. Danny told klarion a little about his past, nothing in detail.

Just when they were about to part ways klarion safely holding Teekl in his arms and danny with his bag over his back, danny showed klarion a picture.

It was of a red headed woman with blue eyes, in the photo klarion could see vindictive satisfaction in her eyes. When danny told him that this was his sister he searched for the resemblance.

Then danny threatoned him. Said that while jazz isn't in the DC universe and that they didnt have any business harming eachother, danny told klarion that if he ever hurt his sister, he would make ending him a dream he will never reach. It felt sufficating, and klarion knew that if he ever so much as touched this ' jazz' he'd be far worse than dead.

He noded his head in underatanding and left, with a new knowledge to avoid a certain universe in the infinite realms.

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It was less than a month later when klarion called danny to rant about the JL again, danny listened and even agreed with him in some parts.

Then he gave klarion advice, klarion wrote up a copy of his next plan and sent it to danny for some help, though if you asked him he'd tell you he was just bragging to his new friend. And if danny sent it back with a few alterations that happened to get the win for klarion when he used that plan, he didnt expect any gratitude.

And if klarion started to spend more time with danny in person, and on the phone.

Pulling pranks wars, plotting plans and sometimes just talking, while keeping danny a closly garded secret and away from battels,

And if klaron started to genuinely feel attached to danny that was no ones business but klarion and Teekl.

[ri-afan]

Okay, you know those inconsequential moments in movies and shows where something is done or said but it doesn’t matter until the Protagonist connects things/uses the info later?

Enter Danny.

This is a small job that he does while working with Clockwork. Danny walks around doing or saying things that might move the time stream to the ‘ideal’ outcome. Does he know how it helps? Nah, just that it does since he knows the slightest change can have big impacts. He doesn’t know exactly how long he’s been doing it in this universe, but it’s something to do.

Tim, the Connector of Dots, has recently caught onto a pattern of things, but he’s not sure what he’s looking at.