#casper high as a family?

[livannasalinger]

Dc x Dp prompt 3

I was thinking lately that most of the prompts and fics that I see, they range from: focus on Danny, focus on Jazz, oneshots here and there with some different characters, maybe sam and tucker, but not much more than that. Of course, ultimately, the idea of Dc x Dp goes through the importance that Danny has to establish this connection (ghost king, meta laws, being a hero, classic black hair and blue eyes of the Waynes, etc etc) and focus more on relationships with DC characters (batfam, superman, Wonder Woman, etc) . At the same time, I've recently been thinking about how there are few fics that portray the rest of the Casper High as a functional group (not counting Everlasting trio). And then, there's this fic that I really like (see prompt 2) that talks about a different way that the incident with Spectra could have happened. With all this, I thought:

- what if, these incidents with the ghosts made the group more cohesive: I'm not talking about everyone being super friends, although that can be cool, but I'm talking about actually seeing them build a dynamic because they need to protect themselves from danger and they can't get help from anyone else -  Justice League doesn't interfere/doesn't know/doesn't believe

- Anyway, X years pass, the events of DP (except Danny's revelation to the world) occur, but unlike canon, the children mature faster, and start to blossom like powerhouses - imagine Assassination classroom and how they became after graduation, that kind of thing.

- But that's when things start to get interesting, because "out of nowhere" a group of people with impressive skills and suspicious training in different areas begins to appear, young people trained in things they shouldn't. At first, the connection was not clear, as everyone is in different areas, but little by little a pattern starts to become clearer: maybe their presence, maybe some more ghostly physical characteristic.

I see two ways this starts to get noticed:

-- At a Justice League meeting, several superheroes start listing people of interest and justifying why. They might have noticed these people as possible future villains, or maybe they want to recruit them, or something like that. The point is: when one person starts talking, another hero starts remembering that he knows a similar person, a pattern starts to be observed, an investigation starts to be made.

OR

-- An investigation is already under way, as there is a group of people who came from the same place, started to become influential in the field of choice, and nobody can prove, but many suspect that this group is responsible for the disappearance of a mysterious government organization called GIW

In any case, an investigation begins showing  the different ways that the Amity Park group has grown to be BAMF including: Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Jazz Fenton, Valerie Gray, Dash Baxter, Paulina, Kwan, Star, Wes weston.… maybe even Ellie and Dan.

The investigation proceeds, old photos of the group can be found and they notice the disappearance of only one person: Danny Fenton. Which makes no sense, as he is seen multiple times with all the suspects, but effectively there is no record of him anywhere: no college, no job, not even how he gets from one place to another, no plane ticket, nothing.

It would still be really cool if everyone in the group followed certain customs, derived from the lessons they received on how to deal with ghosts or because they are Liminal and that's why they behave a little differently and, even if they've been living with "normal people" for years , sometimes they just forget common sense and scare people without intending to.

The conclusions that the JL, villains  and other groups, can come to are potentially hilarious: are they villains? what are their goals? Are they a secret cult with this Danny as their leader? Are they or are they not doing something illegal? Are they a threat? And if so, a threat to whom?

At the end of it all I can see Mr Lance showing up and thinking "how come this is supposedly the most powerful group of people in the world?!" and in 5 minutes solving any chaos or misunderstanding like:

"Pride and Prejudice, not even Mr. Weston was that bad" (looking at Red Robin's conspiracy board)

[home-of-renn]

Surprisingly enough, I think Sam and the Addams family would be at odds quite a bit. But Sam wants them to like her, and to some extent, she wants to be like them and fit in with them - which is a very weird first for her. So, she does her best to hold it all in - which is another very weird first. It ends up with her feeling somewhat self-conscious around them. They're more macabre than she is and a hell of a lot more extreme. Sam finds herself not wanting to argue - both for her own sake and Danny's - and for the first time ever, she hesitates over how she expresses her views.

Sam ends up having to reassess how she goes about conveying her beliefs to other people and is forced to take a different approach with the Addamses - one that's less pushy and condescending and actually broaches the topic in a somewhat open-minded manner.

Just imagine the trio getting back from a particularly long stay with the Addams family and the entirety of Amity Park is convinced they've been overshadowed.

Danny's chilled out and still running on the good vibes he picked up from the Addamses and now that inexplicable, foreboding sense of dread that seeps into the room whenever he's present has noticeably reduced.

Tucker, who'd been taken under the gracious wing of Mr Gomez Addams - who just so happened to be the smoothest man Tucker had ever met - had sworn off his creepy attempts at picking up every girl in Casper High. Suddenly he's opening doors in a completely polite and friendly manner, without a single uncalled-for pickup line. He's finally keeping a respectful distance from the girl's changing rooms, and worst of all he managed to make a tasteful joke that actually got a genuine round of laughter from the unsuspecting cheer squad.

Sam had had four separate opportunities to rise up and berate her classmates on various "controversial" topics but chose to remain quiet. And when Paulina had decided to poke the bear and jokingly asked if she was sick, she had replied with a polite, non-sarcastic, measured response that had asserted that she was in perfect health and had gone on to outline her stance in a logical, but firm and almost open-minded series of dot points that she delivered without a single scathing remark about Paulina's recently whitened teeth or 'superficial' personality.

It's safe to say that the entire student body of Casper High had been too afraid to comment on the situation and the Fenton's had been alerted to a code red situation.

[fueioekjfisks]

Im so sorry im losing my absolute mind but please hear me out for a second.

Mild tw for implied SA - NOTHING ACTUALLY HAPPENED PEOPLE JUST THINK IT HAPPENED

You know the common misunderstanding au in the danny phandom rn about vlad being a creep and people thinking hes like a CREEPY CREEP and not just a supervillain creep?

Well imagine danny is going on break or something and his dad wants to bring the whole family up to vlads castle for whatever reason.

Danny, obviously, does not want to waste his ONE FREAKING CHANCE of getting some god damn sleep being tormented by vlad and his stupid birds. Plus, vlad will probably plan some big murder plot for his dad and danny CAN. NOT. HANDLE. THAT. RIGHT. NOW.

So danny decides to make a PowerPoint presentation about why he doesnt want to go.

Obviously he cant reveal vlad or his own halfa status so its mostly just really jumbled information about vlad being creepy.

He gets backup from sam, tucker, jazz, and even val. He also knows his mom already dislikes vlad and knows hes a total creep so all he really needs to do is convince his dad.

But??? As hes compiling evidence??? And rehearsing his presentation with hes friends??? He realizes that it sounds super fucked up???

And like, it’s mostly just bad without all the context. But he realizes that Vlad is actually kinda sick in the head. Danny knows he would never actually do something that terrible, but its supper concering how similar his actions are to like, actual bad people.

Danny isnt mad about it or anything, he’s actually just worried about it Vlad.

Danny is not perfect by any means. But Vlad is the only other member of his species besides, like, his fucking clone (which holy shit Vlad what the fuck) or maybe dan who is also fucked up.

Danny knew that Vlads death definitely messed him up, but he never really thought about Vlads actions beyond “obsessive fruitloop, at it again :/“ and is just now realizing that vlad might need psychological help. Which he feels pretty (REALLY) bad about.

Danny has no idea what to do, and no idea who to go to.

So he sneaks out, doesnt even go ghost as he takes the powerpoint to vlad who obviously freaks tf out because holy shit thats SO MUCH WORSE THAN ANYTHING HE COULD HAVE POSSIBLY IMAGINED. What if he had actually hurt daniel? What if he had hurt his precious Madeline?? He needs help like yesterday! How did he ever get so bad???!

So Vlad freaks, trashes his own house, apologizes to danny, and books it through the portal to find the far frozen or somewhere else he can get help.

Danny is somewhat shellshocked about the whole situation. It doesnt get better when people start investigating Vlads disappearance.

The state of the manor indicates foul play and the police look into it further. Find security tapes. They see danny, frazzled and paranoid, enter Vlads property, everything goes to static, and only danny leaves.

Hes arrested of course, and he and his friends/family are interrogated.

Everybody vehemently denies that Danny would ever do such a thing, but when they are asked if danny has potential motives everyone (except for jack) gets all squeamish.

Its practically common knowledge in Amity Park that the mayor and the weird Fenton child had beef. People just were unsure why.

I think it would be really cool to focus a story around the polices pov of the investigation/ random Amity Parkers interpretation of the events.

Danny being kinda creepy after the accident (because death) could totally make people assume he did it and that would be awesome.

We can also add in de-aged Dani/Ellie and or Dan for that extra spice.

Imagine the fentons finding out about Dannys supposed kids in the context that they are MOTIVES FOR THEIR SON TO MURDER THEIR COLLAGE FRIEND ( AND DANNYS OWN GODFATHER) WHO APPARENTLY GROOMED HIM???!? AND THEY DIDNT EVEN NOTICE??!?

This could totally be a crossover too. Lucifer tv show. Batman. Supernatural. All are good.

Anyway, thought this could be kinda interesting

Please continue if you want

[moonlight-stalker]

# Mcu x Dp 40

The Sokovia Accords will force all enchanted people to register and be monitored by the government. Not only would the enchanted person's name be written down but most likely their power and how to restrain or weaken them if needed.

This means that a government person can easily take the list and sell it to individual people or force an enchanted person to do things for them. The list can also be leaked on purpose or by accident and a bunch of enchanted people would be put in danger by both the public and people who would like to use them.

This is a big problem for the Vigilantes who hide their identities to keep their families and loved ones safe. The civilians who have been minding their own business and probably don't have any experience fighting.

It's especially a problem for Danny, as he never had to keep his identity a secret from his ghost villains, he keeps his identity from the humans that could what to recreate his accident to gain power.

[catified-dp-designs]

Probably my favorite DP character, she’s just like me for real !!!!

unspecified breed mix

Exasperated big sister of Danny, daughter of Maddie and Jack Fenton.

her ear curl(?) is a design choice and inherited from her mom!

probably has some Turkish van ancestry!

[urlredacted]

i just don't do relationships right, do i?

[sailor-toni]

Danny Fenton Football Captain and the East Coast Vampire

Chapter 8: To Bloom Madly

You can read the entire fic on A03, FF.net, or Wattpad.

Two weeks had passed since the old playground was set ablaze, and time moved like a spinning top. Danny hasn’t seen any ghosts since the attack and it let him focus on other things, like Valerie. Last week they had a library date where she helped him catch up on homework, and he did everything he could to distract her. Her laughter rang in his ears like a melody, creating a small fire in his chest. The feeling carried him through his classes, and football practice, and even now in a game he couldn’t stop trying to look to the bleachers to see her cheering him on. 

    Tonight’s game was the Casper High Ravens versus the Pineville Cyclones. The Raven’s red and white uniforms stood against the black and gold of the Cyclones with a vigor that did not match the score. Ravens 5,  Cyclones 1. It was the fourth quarter and the Cyclones were on the defensive, their boys trying to create pinch points to trap Danny in, but Dash had slipped behind the line, his arms waving for the ball. Danny threw it at him, before he was grabbed at the waist and yanked down. The crowd screamed when Dash got to the end goal. 

    Danny got up and high fived Dash, the two quickly falling into formation. At the whistle the ball was off and Danny caught it, running down the field and jumping over the other players who threw themselves at him. He threw the ball to Brian, who then threw it to Dash and then it was back to Danny. He could see the goal line when something caught his eye. Above him were three green birds. Each was larger than any normal vulture and on their heads were red fezs. Danny was baffled at what he saw before him. Until he was tackled into the field. The referee blew his whistle as three more guys stacked on top of him. The crowd's reaction was sour to that, many hissing in pain as more players landed on Danny. 

    The Ravens won but Danny was not so lucky. 

“You okay Cap, or did you get lost in the stars .” Brian burst in laughter. 

“Maybe he was too busy looking at his new girl,” Tyrone mocked. 

“Aww, our sweet Captain, his mind and heart stolen from us by a fair maiden,” Brian threw the towel of her his head and began to make kissing faces.  

“Cut it out, man. I just spaced out for a moment,” Danny said. 

“Oh Captain, oh Captain, it is I Miss. Valerie Gray, look at me and all my muscles and ass,” Brain danced around the locker room, blowing kisses at Danny. 

Danny rolled his eyes and twisted his towel and whipped it at Brian’s ass. A very unmanely eep! Came out of his mouth. The whole team burst into laughter.

“Bro what was that?” Tyrone said. 

“That hurt! What the hell Cap!” 

“Talk shit, get shit Brian,” Danny said. “Anyways I have to go, see your virgins later.” 

“Bye Cap!”

    Danny quickly texted Kwan. 

SpaceGhostDanny: I saw some ghost during the game. I’m gonna go see if I can find them. I'll text you what I find. 

OneSunnyBoy: Do you need backup? 

SpaceGhostDanny: I don’t think so, it was just three birds. I should be fine. 

    He transformed and took off into the sky. Amity Park was in it’s full fall regalia. Jack O Lanterns decorated doorsteps, and autumn leaves wrapped themselves around the lamp posts. The air was becoming colder and he could see his breath even when there wasn’t a ghost around. Up in the night air it was quiet, and peaceful. 

    On the old clock tower sat the three large vultures. Each one had the heads of old men attached to their bird necks. The oldest one wore a pair of round glasses on his face. His green wings moved the golden tassel out of the way of his face, as he examined a paper map. 

“You don’t know where you are going!” The smallest one cried. 

“Shut up! I know exactly where we are going!”

“If you did then we wouldn’t be flying around for hours. Look, there is a kid up ahead. Ask him for directions.”

“No, I got it! I got it! I got it!” The three took flight and soared over the town. Danny followed them. The three vultures phased through a city bus, perching on the back seats. The few people on the bus didn’t take any notice. The Man on the bus was reading a paper that read: Serial arsonist in Amity Park? While a woman sat near the front scrolling through her phone. 

“Now, if we look at the map, we have to go north, or maybe south.” The oldest bird mumbled to himself. 

“Just admit you don’t know where you are going.” The smallest screamed. 

“Do you guys need help?” Danny asked. 

“See, you got this lad here who is willing to help us, ask him!” 

“Fine, I’ll ask him if it gets you to shut up. Hey Kid, do you know where these folks are? Our Master asked us to umm make them sleep with the fishes. If you know what I mean kid.” Danny took the photo from the bird. It was ripped leaving only two figures left in the frame. It was his parents, but they were much younger and had more hair. His father was still wearing that dumb custom orange hazmat suit, but his mom was in normal clothes. A pink tank top on top of a blue tank top, jeans, and a lab coat. 

“These are my parents. Why do you have a photo of my parents?” Danny said. 

“See I told you he can help us.” The smaller one said. 

“Ugh I’ll never hear the end of it. Boy can you tell us where they are?” 

“No! That’s my parents,” Danny said. 

“See Gerald? This is what happens when I listen to you,” 

    Danny phased through the bus and took off into the air. The birds were soon to follow.

“We can just rough him up to get the information,” Gerald said. The birds began to swoop around him, using their beaks as swords to cut through his body. Danny dogged the bird and grabbed the neck of the second. Using it as a bat to attack the other two. After a few beating Danny grabbed all of them by the neck and sent them flying into the  night. 

“And stay out!” Danny said. 

    Danny’s home was a large brick town house on the corner of gaudy and trash. His parents had modified the town house to have a large neon sign that read Fenton works and on top of the building they built a large metallic command center that stuck out like a sore thumb. There had been several petitions throughout the years to get rid of it, but his parents refused. Danny never went up there and even he didn't know what the ugly thing was for. 

    Inside the house, everything was decorated in a retro futuristic style, with hanging modern lights and round armless couches. His parents sat in the living room watching the nightly news. 

“Hey Danny, you’re home late,” His mom said. 

“Yeah, I had a game tonight,” Danny said. He shoved the picture into his back pocket. 

“Was that today? Oh I’m sorry Danny, I thought it was tomorrow,” His Dad said. 

“It’s okay. I have another one next month,” Danny said, waving goodnight.

[dclovesdanny]

Dead Serious

4/4

Danny had made peace with the fact he did not have a soulmate. He had! After several years of no response to the countless drawings and writing notes on his skin, he had grown resigned to the fact that he was part of the 5% who did not have soulmates. He was fine with that.

(Dash would tease him about how no one would ever love him, adding salt to an already irritated wound. His parents were soulmates, and he remembered when he was drawing on his father’s arms and watching as it appeared on his mother’s. Jazz had been drawing and writing to her soulmate for years. Her soulmates name was Jason, and she always talked about how he was with her. She was one of the few people who comforted him when he stopped drawing or writing to soulmate. )

Damien taught at an early age that there was no use for soulmates. They were only distractions. He knew grandfather had no soulmate, and his mother had never responded to her own. He never responded to the drawings on his arms notes the notes in English on his (and he didn’t try harder just because he wanted to read his soulmate writing that would be ridiculous.)

Damien never told his family about having a soulmate. Even as he slowly got used to the differences between them and slowly learned how his grandfather was he could never bring himself to respond to the slowly lessening drawings and messages.(He couldn’t bring himself to respond because deep down he knew he didn’t deserve a soulmate. He was a monster, a demon. He didn’t deserve it.)

Danny stopped trying so desperately to contact his soulmate at age 11(the age he held his sister as she cried, her soulmate’s last message scribbled in desperate frantic writing on her arm. He never resented his parents so much when they didn’t even leave the lab for two days, not paying any mind to their sobbing child on the floor above them.)(it was the first time he didn’t envy having a soulmate.)

He was fourteen when he started drawing on his arms again.(it was shaky, much more than the older drawings, but even if he didn’t have a soulmate, he wanted to leave them a mark, just in case, the same way Jazz wrote quotes from different books on her arms.)

(When he found out Vlad didn’t have a soulmate, he refused to acknowledge another similarity they shared. He refused to think about how Vlad’s desperation made Danny think of his own desperate writing for his soulmate. Soulmates were a topic he never spoke of, and Vlad must have known, must have found out about how Danny didn’t have one, but he never commented on it. (It was the only boundary that was never crossed.))

(Damian wasn’t disappointed when his soulmate stopped writing to him. he didn’t trace over his arms, wishing that he had the confidence to write back. He didn’t spend hours wondering if his soulmate was gone without knowing Damian had seen him. He didn’t trace over the drawings his soulmate made with awe after four years of silence.)

Damian always covered up, so he was the only one who noticed when his soulmate started writing to him again. Never sentences never notes like they were before, but shaky drawings appeared on his skin. They were less detailed than before, almost shaky, as if the person drawing them couldn’t hold a pencil, steady, but they were real. Damian never said a word.

It was October 15 when Damien saw something on his arms that made his blood go cold. A message that he read over and over while commandeering the plane and ignoring the rest of his family yelling for him to explain himself. He desperately calibrated the jet while staring at the words, praying to a God he did not believe in that he would not be too late.(Unaware that Todd was following going in the same direction with the similar message written on his arm from a girl that Jason had deemed too good for him.)

Dear soulmate, even if you aren’t there. Everyone in Casper high is writing on their arms and I might as well try to warn someone. I am from Amity Park, Illinois, and we are under attack. The GIW have cut all outside communication. We are currently hiding in Casper high school, barricading the entrances, but it will not last long.

According to the government, we are not legally sentient or human. The agents outside want to dissect us, citing that we are scum. I don’t want to see my classmates die at the hands of my parents. I don’t want to see my friends and my sister die.

I don’t know if you are there, or if I really don’t have a soulmate, but I don’t want to die (fully) without leaving some sort of note.

My name is Danny. I love you. I’m sorry.

[currentfandomkick]

Tried to mesh ideas from this thread and the really long one, and some other dp fan ideas i’ve seen floating about.

It took Deadman months of running about the Infinite Realms to learn Pariah’s successor’s name: Danny Phantom. Apparently the tyrants son realized even if his father was sealed, he could not take the throne. An Archduke tending to the prince had sprung the king and almost took out a two cities in the MidWest that don’t appear on government records electronically. Amity Park and Elmerton appear just fine in the physical records pre-computerization.

The fact Amity Park and Elmerton were known territories of the former prince of the Infinite Realms made it so, so much worse. The prince was sly enough to ensure no one inside of these territories could call for outside help, leveling his authority over a number of his displeased subjects in combat to ensure their compliance.

The JLD was not letting this slide. Especially with the reported deaths and mutations among the affected city’s populations mirroring long term exposure to the infinite realms.

This Danny Phantom was following in his predecessor’s footsteps and expanding Infinite Realms into the living plane by whatever means necessary.

Boston hated to acknowledge that for all the horrors Tyrant Pariah Dark did, at least it kept his son from growing in power and finding less obvious solutions to his whims. Slowly turning a city of humans irrevocably into a species that requires the ectoplasm of the Infinite Realms to survive was bad. The fact the Prince could expand it was worse.

And his fallout with the Archduke and them fighting across space and time?

Terrifying.

The summoning circle was a pain to get for John and Zatanna—no entity was willing to give it put for any typical favors. That fetch quest took a whole year. Then the circles required to summon Danny phantom were obscured. the need for everything from moon rocks, using a ‘nasty burger meat smoothie’ to draw the entire summoning circle, sigil, runes and the required asteroid was a pain for one circle. The others requiring a different material, including soldered iron and copper in two of them, was annoying pain in everyone’s hand. Why they have to square dance to gangnam style was. The Prince Apparent had to be taunting them.

Then they managed to get the chant done—why it included the titles ‘Master of Doom’ beside ‘Cuddler of Tucker’ and ‘Steward of Good Boy Cujo’ were up in the air. Working out a citizen of the Infinite Realms’ reasoning was a migraine waiting to happen.

The lights went out, and a glowing green figure appeared. When the lights came on, there’s a white haired teen twirling about.

John reminded himself the Prince only looked like a teen. A power-hungry crafty bastard masquerading as a teenaged human.

The Prince finally noticed them, squinted, and threw out an American peace sign before flying right into the protection circle.

The JLD glanced at each other, but continued. Maybe the Prince wasn’t that smart.

Then the Prince pressed his (tiny, human) hands against the circle and John knew that look. A Trapped Trickster. Eye flitting to the runes and circles. Breathing (did it even need to do that?) coming faster. Eyes wild and darting to and fro. (Why did it not feel anything like when he usually tricked overpowered assholes?)

The shifting was expected. What wasn’t was the off proportions. Like someone still learning. The eldrich form didn’t pulse with the usual menace, wrath and power.

It sounded like a dying child screaming. it sounded like crying and a wounded animal trying to flee.

The group never flinched throughout the transformations. John reminded himself it was a scare tactic. This Prince overthrew his Father violently, and was turning humans into his subjects.

But did they know that was bad if Pariah really raised them with the Master of Time?/m

A different child appeared, face the same as the first. John was glad Batman wasn’t in the room given the sudden resemblance to most of his Robins. Baby fat on its face, big blue eyes and messy black hair fiddling with its jeans.

Why did the Prince have a cellphone? And how in the seven hells did it manage to get service this far underground?

The Prince pressed itself as far away from them as he could and kept a steady watch on them as it… messed around on its phone?

John took a deep breath.

“Look Prince—“

“Not my title,” the Prince grumbled, tapping the screen louder.

“It most certainly is the closest we have to use,” John corrected.

The Prince glared at him. “Not /their/ anything.”

The Prince tapped at its phone, holding it to its ear. “Jazz? Can you track the BOOmerang again?”

None of them could hear the reply.

The Prince kept his eyes on his phone and them, tapping away with faint gaming sounds.

The JLD looked at one another. How difficult would it be to get the Prince to—

Detective Chimp cleared his throat, eyeing the Prince before speaking. “Danny Phantom—“

“Not my name now.”

The group paused.

Something sunk in the pit of John’s stomach. What would stop the Prince of Ghosts from possessing someone? Or worse, bonding to another’s body on a permanent basis to oversee the development of whatever experiments were done on the citizens of Amity Park and compare it to Elmerton’s?

“Kid, we can make him leave if you—“

“You’re the kidnappers,” the kid answered, scowling at his phone.

John raked his hands through his hair and exchanged a look with Zee. This. This was not in any way, shape or form part of the plan.

“And Phantom saved everyone when you never showed up.”

The kid eyed John in particular like a rabid animal before returning to his phone.

A minute later something flew in and hit the circle’s barriers. Repeatedly.

A green portal cracked open and out poured a slew of teens and two adults. Adults who had weird magic using something not from this side of the Veil, and so, so many anti-magic charms on all of them.

“Witch scum” yelled the large metal man, “get away from my son!”

The JLD severely miscalculated.

DP x DC summoning

So a classic staple of this crossover is some poor schmuck trying to summon Pariah and getting Danny

How this usually goes is Danny either flexes on them or nopes out of there

So in Hellblazer one of the things you want to summon a powerful otherworldly entity is not only their ritual, but their name. The ritual brings them there, the name is used as part of the binding that provides a summoner protection against the thing they just summoned

So just a thought

Danny has that happen a couple times, he’s summoned and he just nopes out of there and either assumes it’s just a halfa thing or just doesn’t notice it’s weird

So imagine the first time someone actually properly summons him

Be it Zatana or John who have or course heard about the change in management and have properly bound the spirit they’ve summoned. Hell maybe it’s someone like Felix Faust and he’s been summoned by a villain

Danny just peace signs and then immediately flies right into an invisible wall and nearly breaks his nose

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt. Dead on main. Someone who knows you better than you know yourself.

Perhaps Fentons are not able to recognize their child, despite the fact that they hunt him day after day. But for childhood friends, who saw each other in absolutely ridiculous situations that parents are never allowed to know about, just one sneeze and a bored sigh is enough to realize that this weirdo fighting next to him is the same guy with whom you tasted soap and then stood looking at each other from different corners and giggling.

And so, the dialogue after the battle with the creatures of Infinite Realms, to which Constantine had to invite a potential ally not yet approved by the League:

Phantom: Well, mom always said you were bad news...But a crime lord, seriously? What happened to your plans to become a literature teacher? Red Hood: Hey! For Gotham, this is a very high-paying in-demand job. And I don't want to hear anything from Casper. At least I have my own business. What kind of part-time job do you have? Are you selling sheets to your buddies from this green goo? Phantom: This is ectoplasm. And they're not my friends, and anyway… Constantine: King Phantom, do you know Red Hood? Phantom: Do I know him? Ha! This street rat was Splinter of my beginnings until my family moved out of Gotham.

Red Hood: Wait, wait a minute. Phah...Holy shit. I thought I was the best example of what it means to be a disappointment to a family, but you beat me here. Oh, man, only you...The ghost king who is the son of the ghost hunters? Seriously? Hahah! I thought your rebellious phase ended the moment you told your father that you wanted to be an astronaut and not inherit the family business.

Danny*groans and covers his face with his hands*: My life is over.

Red Hood: Literally~ No, of course I always knew that your parents' disregard for safety in the laboratory would someday kill someone, but I didn't really expect this? Like, wow… Phantom: What makes you think it was an incident in the lab? I mean, there are so many possibilities around. It's ridiculous and…hah Red Hood: Dude, look me straight in the face and tell me I'm wrong if you dare. Phantom:…Fuck you, stupid bookworm. Red Hood: Stubborn nerd. Phantom: Red bucket! Red Hood: Pale toadstool! Nightwing: Um, can you guys please stop fighting? Red Hood: What are you talking about? This is how we always communicate. Phantom: Yeah! Well, in our defense, my sister always thought we both could use a therapist. Oh, man, he made me lose my train of thought. Where were we, J? Red Hood: Since when are you able to think? And I complimented your new hair and skin color. Phantom: Right, right… But, hey, not all of my parents' hypotheses really have a right to exist, and you know it! Hm, did I mention that you're built like a fridge and how does this leather jacket suit you? Red Hood: I believe not. And who's talking about your parents' work? You were an airhead when you were alive too to be honest. And as I see it, not much has changed. Why the hell are you still starting a fight with puns? Stop telling your opponent your position. This is terribly stupid! Phantom: Oh, please, these ghosts are definitely not a threat to me. What's wrong with having a little fun? The fact that you don't have weapons to handle something stronger than a blob ghost is your problem not mine, loser. But let's get back to our greetings. Red Hood: Sure. Then listen here…

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Nightwing: Jay, why didn't you say right away that you knew Phantom? We've wasted so much time wondering if it's worth summoning him, and you just stood there and said nothing. Red Hood: Pfff…Because I didn't know that until today. He used to be human. And we haven't seen each other for a long time. So how was I to know that he would take such a ridiculous pseudonym? Nightwing: Then why the hell didn't you feel worried about teasing this creature? Red Hood: Why should I? It's just Danny.

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Tucker: Oh man, 84 murders, attempts to kill Joker and to much fights with Batman and Black Mask and… Danny: Yeah, yeah. It's all very interesting, but it's not what I asked you to find. Get to the point, Tucker. What I will wear to our dinner tonight depends on this. Tucker: Seriously? As far as I'm concerned, whether he's single or not is less important than all this shit. Aren't you afraid to show up at his house? Danny: I'm invited. And for that matter, I'm Amity Park's former public enemy number one. Which one of us should be worried, hah? So he's not dating anyone, right? Don't try to distract me. Tucker: Dude! Danny: Ugh, in my experience, when he acts like he's lost his mind, he usually has good reasons for it. And if not, given some of the events of my alternative future, I have no right to judge him, so…

[anonymous-existences]

DCXDP Prompt 7

Dead Serious Ship but with a twist(?) of a sort. And Good Parents Fenton's + Casper High Classmates knows Danny is Phantom.

• Damian and Danny were Teenage Sweethearts and Danny was in Gotham due to Amity Park Stuff with his parents still taking down the GIW, up until they turned 18 when Damian suddenly became distant. He started canceling plans, distancing himself from his beloved, even going as far as no longer calling Danny by their usual pet names.

From Lovers to Strangers.

• Danny is confused on why Damian is suddenly so distant, until Damian just disappeared, he never contacted Danny at all. Danny's mind is now cluttered with overthinking thoughts that range from negative to dreadful thoughts, at first it was worry that Damian died but he sees an article of Damian being alive and well.... and with someone. Danny feels his heart break into a million goddamn pieces and seeks refuge in his family's arms and moving back to Amity Park.

• Damian's reason of disappearance was apparently for Danny's safety as Ra's had taken particular interest in the boy that has Lazarus Running in their DNA as if it is their blood and for Danny's safety Damian decided to distance himself, a specific mission that required him a partner to take down a specific organization is where the article comes from(Writer can change the last part, either way angst is inevitable).

• 2-3 years later Danny comes back to Gotham because a Ghost of his had something from their grave stolen, and it was stored in the Gotham Museum. Although Danny hates it he stays as it is his duty as A Halfa (Or a Ghost King) to retrieve his people's items from the other side of the veil. Danny happened to attend a gala in one of these occasions and Damian spots him.

Damian and Danny Part :

• Danny feels dread and hatred whenever he sees Damian, Damian is desperate to get him back.

Damian becomes possessive and the Batfam finally tone him down after Danny slaps him, This is mostly angst of Damian being unable to have Danny back as Danny finally settles into the Ghost Zone and Amity Park.

Summary Danny holds a grudge after thinking Damian cheated on him and ghosted him, Danny is not fine and when he does come back to Gotham for Ghost King/Halfa Duties Damian tries to pursue him again which ends with a lot of Vigilante and Phantom shenanigans along with Robin and Phantom romance where they both don't know about each other's Civilian life and when they do more heartbreak and chaos ensue.

Damian wants Danny back so bad and regrets letting his Beloved Polaris go for a mission and for not trusting himself or his family to be able to protect Danny, Danny doesn't like Damian because Damian brings back memories of the last that he truly, really wants to forget because everytime he thinks about it he wants to cry himself to sleep.

My thought is bittersweet ending but that's on the writer's choice or inspiration of this, thanks for reading my crack. I'll see y'all later.

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

Completely inspired by the steamer DamianxDanny AU

So Dani has been traveling the world for four years at this point, learning about culture.

A big part about culture is music

So Dani learned to sing and play instruments from around the world.

And she gets good.

So at the Casper High senior bonfire for graduating seniors and family (Danny and the crew) someone records her singing a mix of traditional songs from countries around the world and posts it under an anonymous account.(probably Wes)

And it goes viral.

People are begging Dani to do a song from their country.

So Dani makes an account for her singing. She wears a mask though, so no one knows her identity (it would be kinda hard to explain her lack of legal papers). The account quickly explodes in popularity.

Eventually Bruce finds it and immediately begins to track her down because the anonymous singer the Ghost (the fan base calls themselves spirits) has Lazarus green eyes.

But because Dani has no legal papers, they most he can find is Danny Fenton, who is male, 18, freshly in collage, and has the singing voice of a dump truck. He’s differently not the Ghost.

Damian notices his father struggling with a case, and decides to help by watching each and every one of the Ghosts video.

And, somewhere along the way, he ends up falling a little.

Now he wants to find Ghost to take her on a date, not interrogate her.

One day, Ghost stops posting.

The entire world is demanding for answers, enough so that the JLA gets involved.

The only person who has any information is the new leaguer Red Huntress, vigilante that protected her town for years with the help of a ghost named Phantom (who had also vanished during that time)

Dani and Danny are in major shit.

The GIW found her and Danny and promptly vanished them off the face of the earth.

The only person who has any idea that they are not dead is Duke Thomas, who was on a call with his childhood friend Danny when he and his sister was taken.

Duke Thomas is currently on the run from the GIW because he know that Danny’s and Dani Fenton didn’t die in the FentonWorks Lab explosion

[fukcnoplease]

Danny is done. He is tired. He is dead. He deserves a sweet treat and to hibernate under fifteen weighted blankets for nine years.

Instead he is standing in the Gotham City cross country bus station with a dead phone and no sweet treats. He had had the misfortune of having avid ghost hunters as parents, who had demanded he help them with their latest invention instead of joining his friends on a fancy bus hired by Casper High to take them on a multiday, multicollege trip. Apparently they had made an agreement with the school that as long as he met the school trip in one of the cities and still paid for the whole trip, he could still take part and at least catch the school bus home.

Of course, exhausted after helping his parents, catching up on homework, and taking out some ghosts Danny ended up falling asleep on his bus. Now he was standing alone, cold, half-dead, in Gotham City’s main bus center with a dufflebag of clothes and backpack of ghost supplies his parents forced on him.

The school trip was, thankfully, passing through Gotham as one of the universities but they had multiple cities to hit before they got to Gotham. According to the itinerary it would take at least five days for them to hit Gotham and even then theyd be arriving late in the evening.

Danny had to find a place to stay for five nights and something to do for five days. Thankfully, Gotham city is seeped in ectoplasm which means its full of ghosts. Ghost who are more than happy to help a lost boy find a place to stay.

Danny chats with some ghosts, being pointed this way and that before he finds a nice old man dress in a fine suit with an unfortunate gunshot wound to his chest. The man offers to lead Danny to an excellent and cheap place to stay and Danny… is too tired to care honestly. He follows the ghost across the city, hails a taxi, repeats the address the ghost gives him, missing the taxi drivers shocked stare, and falls asleep in the taxi.

He is woken up by gentle taps on the glass by an older looking man and gives a half asleep mumbled thanks to the taxi driver as the old man takes his bags inside. Even in his tired state Danny has the sense to offer to carry his own bags but is politely and sternly refused by a british accent which is enough to wake him up.

Standing in the entrance way of a luxury… hotel? It doesnt seem to have a reception, though, and the decorations feel far to personalized. He glances around to find the helpful ghost staring wistfully at one of the larger portraits. A family of three, a beautiful woman with shoulder length dark curls, a young boy with dark hair and a bright smile, and the face of the kindly ghost.

The butler(?!) calls for Danny to keep up and he rushes to catch up, more out of instinct than sense. The ghost wanders casually after them, pausing to admire artwork every now and again.

The butler drops Danny’s bags in what seems to be a guest room, or maybe this really was just an incredibly fancy hotel, the room had its own ensuite, desk, and empty closet and chest of drawers. Honestly Danny couldnt even hazard a guess anymore.

The butler(manager?) informed him that breakfast was at 8 am sharp every morning and dinner was 6 pm sharp every evening. Danny gave a dazed nod which was apparently all the older man needed before he vanished back into the hallway. Almost as quickly as the ghost did after giving Danny one last cheeky grin.

Queue Danny being weirdly introduced to the Batfam and doing his best to avoid the adoption papers at all costs while also trying NOT to be eldritch and strange around this also eldritch and strange family.

[catified-dp-designs]

[2tcs]

Day 3: reunions after a long time and rain

“Hay Bruce?” Duke asked as he walked out of the locker room. It was the end of his shift, thank god, so everyone was getting ready for the night shift.

“What's going on chum?”

“My cousin is coming to Gotham for a senior field trip thing next week to visit Gotham U and I was wondering if he and his friends can stay at the manor so they don’t have to pay for a hotel.”

“We’ll have to run a background check on them” “Already done!” Duke interrupted Bruce and jumped around him to get to the batcomputer to open up the files.

“Hmm. You really want your cousin to visit huh.” Bruce said as he scanned through the files.

“Ya. I haven’t seen him in ages and even though we text it’s not the same as an in-person visit. And Gotham isn’t safe for tourists so, manor.”

“Mhm, Duke?”

“Yes, Bruce?”

“Why are his and his friends' hometown labeled as unconfirmed?”

“Well, that may be one of the reasons I thought it would be a good idea for everyone to meet them? I know Tucker lives in Amity Park, Illinois. I’ve even visited him there when we were kids. But when I tried to look it up for the background check I couldn’t find it. It’s like it never existed. When I tried to ask him about it he kinda dodged my question and changed the subject. Like he was nervous about someone overhearing.”

“Alright. I’ll inform Tim about their hometown and see if he can find out what’s going on. Make sure you tell Alfried that we are having guests.”

“Thank you so much Bruce! I’ll go tell Alfried right now. Night!” Duke yelled as he ran to the elevator.

👻🦇👻🦇

“Tucker! Over here!” Duke yelled as Tucker and his friends got off the bus.

“Duke! It’s good to see you! How have you been?” Tucker said as he ran up to Duke and gave him a side hug while using his free hand to point. “This is Danny and Sam. Danny, Sam. This is my cousin Duke.”

“It’s nice to meet you guys. Tucker’s told me a lot about you two.” Duke said as he accepted handshakes from Sam then Danny.

“It’s nice to meet you too Duke. Hopefully, Tucker has told you only the worst of things about us.” Sam joked.

“Of course. Hay, did you really switch out all the frogs in your freshman biology class with robot frogs?”

“Don’t remind me. Those things were so creepy. They talked to you as you cut them open.” Danny said with a disgusted face.

“It was more humane than dissecting living animals.” Sam defended herself.

“Wait. The frogs were alive? Tucker! Why was your school using living frogs instead of cadaver frogs?” Duke asked in shock.

“I got no clue man. Anyways, do we need to call a cab to get to your place? Cause I’m not walking in this downpour.” Tucker said while looking around.

“Hold on right there Mr Foley. You all need to sign these forms so we can get ahold of you in case of an emergency.” Mr Lancer said as he walked up to the group with several papers. “And I would also like to speak to your guardian before my students leave so I know they are in safe hands.”

“Ahem. I’m afraid Master Wayne is occupied with work right now but I am his butler, Alfred Pennyworth and I am in charge of taking care of all the needs of the Wayne family and their guests. If need be here is the main phone number for the manor as well as the address. Is there anything else I can do to ensure you of your students’ safety?” Alfred said as he seemingly appeared out of thin air and handed Mr Lancer a business card with the aforementioned information written on the back.

“Thank you for this Mr Pennyworth. My name is Lenard Lancer. As the vice principal of Casper High School, I have a duty to the students of our school. So I will still need these three to fill out these forms before they leave.”

“Of course Mr Lancer. I fully understand. Now if you all would please finish with the paperwork, we can load into the car and get out of this dreadful weather.” Alfred said watching as Danny, Sam, and Tucker traded off on using each other's backs to fill out the forms and hand them back to Mr Lancer.

[satoshy12]

Damian Fenton

It started when Damian had a fight with his family; for once, it wasn't even his fault!

He had nothing to do with that! But no one seems to believe him! That was why he ran away from home as he was said to not be Robin and similiar.

It was just an accident that he was found by Jasmine Fenton, who saw the poor boy and just took him with her to Amity Park. Teacher: "Jazz, just because you missed Danny while on a class trip, that doesn't mean you should take a new child with you back to Amity Park. Okay, leaving a homeless child alone in Gotham would end badly; he can come with us." + Once back in Amity Park, Damian quickly became part of the family of Fenton's as was now legally somehow Damian Fenton. Vlad helped and did it just to show of to Bruce Wayne, he hates him.

Damian wasn't sure what to think of the Fenton's just accepting the child that their daughter brought back with her. But he liked it.

+

At Gotham, the Bat's found out it really wasn't Damian's fault and weren't able to even find him. And had no idea what they were doing wrong!! +

Damian was actually doing pretty well in Amity Park, and his new brother's friend Tucker covered up that he was in Amity Park or that he was ever in Gotham.

He was going to Casper High, and the whole city just accepted he was always a Fenton child, other that Wes boy.