#danny gill

[metal-sludge]

TUFF + FASTER PUSSYCAT + HERICANE ALICE + KEEL at the Troubadour, Hollywood CA in March, 1989.

L-R: Michael Lean (TUFF), Brent Muscat (FASTER PUSSYCAT), Stevie Rachelle (TUFF), Bruce Naumann (HERICANE ALICE), Todd Chase (TUFF), Ian Mayo (HERICANE ALICE), Danny Gill (HERICANE ALICE), Jorge Desaint (TUFF), and Marc Ferrari (KEEL).

[lemme-be-ur-motivation]

Just had an emotional breakdown realizing Daniel Ricciardo didn't get to win a World Driver's Championship for his late friend Jules Bianchi, as I'm sitting under my framed photo of Enzo Ferrari and Gilles Villeneuve

I want to also remind F1blr that you should never stop following your dreams, but please do not risk your life or your sanity for them. I used to race go karts—with lofty, yet ultimately unrealistic F1 aspirations—and met many racers who gave me great advice like Daniel, Lance, who was an honest friend of mine, and Jules Bianchi, who Lance introduced me to when they were both in the Ferrari Driver Academy.

As saddening as it is to me that Daniel may never get to be a World Driver’s Champion, it’s also incredibly relieving to me that he won't be faced with the ever-looming dangers of racing in the meantime.

[haveyouseenthismovie-poll]

[toastedwrittenthoughts]

Just a thought...

So I know we haven't had a drag race yet, and I would just like to say that technically, we have met the leaders of the future Pink Ladies, Frenchy and Rizzo but WHAT IF, when we finally do get to see the race, that that is where we meet the future TBirds?

Like, imagine Gil and Richie getting ready to race, or just walking around, checking out the competition/cars and they see two boys, a few years younger than them, looking over their signature TBird car? 

Walking over, they greet them make a few comments about their jackets, talk cars, tell them that they are part of a group from Rydell High and when the warning for the race is about to begin, they introduce themselves before parting ways? 

Richie reaches out to the dark haired one. "Im Richie." 

"Im Daniel. Daniel Zuko." They shake as Gil steps forward, twirling keys on his fingers.

"Names Kenickie." The other one would say, still looking over the car. "Who's wheels are these?

"Mine. I'm Gil." He calls as he opens the door, sliding into the drivers seat. "Back up guys. I gotta race to win." Richie would watch as they back up and wave over at Potato and Shy Guy to where they would meet up to watch for the race and its then Danny taps Kenickie on the shoulder when he spots the Pink Ladies walking through the crowd looking gorgeous in their matching jackets and points to them. They gawk, they cant help it.

"Who are they?" Kenickie asks as he and Zuko watch as the other TBirds join up with them. Cynthia would joke around with the guys, Nancy just being intense and full of colourful flair..

"They're the Pink Ladies." Gil says as he pops a stick of gum. "Rydells very own girl gang." They joke around, the girls smile and keep walking through the crowd but two of them look around before locking eyes with em. Jane smiles and winks at Richie who pops his collar while Olivia looks at Gil and undoes her neck scarf to be the flag girl and gets a revved engine out of Gil who returns her flirty smile. Zuko and Kenickie look from them to the TBirds who now seem to stand a little taller.

"Bet they'd be some fun action." Kenickie jokes as he nudges Zuko with his elbow who laughs with him.

Gil revs the car again cutting him off and when Zuko and Kenickie look back at Richie and Gil, gone are the easy going guys. They have a harder look to them, a non verbal warning.

"You think that you guys would have a shot with them?" Richie would sound doubtful and joking at the same time.

"What's to say we don't?" Zuko tossed back looking between them.

"Have a shot?" Gil laughed, looking at Richie who shook his head and pulled out his comb to run it through his hair. "Hey Richie, what's that old saying Shy Guy had when he boxed?"

"You're punching above your weight." Richie supplied and when they didn't seem to get the reference, he simplified it. "They are in a different class than you guys."

"Meaning?"

"You ain't TBirds." Gil states slipping glasses on as cars begin to coast and take positions.

"So?"

"Pink Ladies are OUR ladies. TBird girls. They ain't easy like cheerleaders, you gotta work hard for 'em." Richie looked back at Jane, took a deep breath and let it out. "But damn are they worth it."

"So to get girls like that, we gotta be TBirds?" Zuko asked as Richie hopped in to hitch a ride. He'd hop out when Gil got close to the starting line.

"That's right." Richie nodded, propping his foot up and rested his arm on his upraised knee. "But not just anyone can be a TBird. You gotta earn the jacket first. Then you earn your Lady."

"How do you get a jacket?"

"If your serious about it, come to Rydell and find out." Richie stats as he put on his sunglasses. "Let's go, Gil. Danny, Kenickie... be seeing you around."

Zuko and Kenickie watch as they drive off, looking bad ass. Richie gets out after giving a good luck tap on Gil's shoulder and the side of the car before hauling it to where the gangs are. Zuko watches as Richie sides up to Jane and put his arm around her shoulder while she snuggles up a little to him. Gil gets a smile from Olivia who takes her place to flag the race.

They cheer and freak out in typical TBird fashion when Gil win the race and pulls Olivia over the driver door for a victory kiss.

"We gotta join up with these guys." Zuko would say out loud and Kenickie would nod in agreement.

"Defiantly."

[sesiondemadrugada]

Sunshine (Danny Boyle, 2007).

[bonniehooper]

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[scooberdiver]

best thing about our specific Memory Issues is that mac can buy stuff while someone else is fronting and they won't remember it by the time it gets here so it's like a little surprise gift every time

[nightingale-prompts]

Lazarus What?!

Phantom pinched the bridge of his nose as he tried to take in what he was just told.

"Explain it one more time. I need to know if I got this right." He said his frustration mounted.

They were standing at the edge of the Lazarus pit. The Ghost hero had been searching for wells formed from ectoplasm on this planet.

"We-" Superman spoke first.

"YOU SAW A BIG FUCKING POOL OF OTHERWORLDY GOO AND DECIDED TO SWIM IN IT?!" Phantom exploded.

"Well, it does heal and revive people," Flash said hidden behind Wonder Woman.

"Well that makes it perfectly safe and healthy for you doesn't it," Danny said sarcastically. "It's not safe at all! You people are just tossing corpses into this thing and think it's a miracle that people come out alive! This stuff is a waste pit made from the leakage from my realm!"

"Waste? Like as in-" Clark's face gritted in disgust.

"Not like human waste but still waste. Our bodies take in new ectoplasm and the old tainted stuff flows out. Like a fish breaths with it's gills. The old material tends to collect in different spots like a dump of toxic waste. And you people are bathing in the used materials." Phantom explained.

"And why is it so dangerous." Batman finally spoke up after considering the information.

Phantom sighed.

"The reason why the goop is bad is because it's tainted. As in it has remnants of the ghosts that expel it. When you dump the corpse of a freshly dead person in the goop it melds with the person giving them the ability to persist beyond death and linking them back to their soul. That sounds good, but the soul is now infected with the random assortment of attributes of the ghosts that are in the goop. It won't do much to you though. Barely affecting you in any negative way. Now if you keep putting bodies in the goop you create a big problem as the ectoplasm is invected with the freshly dead's issues. If someone evil, vengeful, or unbalanced is put in the waters parts of them will stay behind. Constantly using the ectoplasm will cause someone to go insane as it corrupts them. If someone dies painfully enough, it will also persist in the ecto and create a revenant. Like an avenging super soldier hellbent on revenge so their soul can rest. The ectoplasm will also become less potent over time, and eventually, the only thing that can come out is zombies." Phantom tried his best to spell everything out like everyone present were idiots.

"That explains many things." Batman said pinching the bridge of his nose.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN! ARE YOU TELLING ME YOU ALREADY DID THAT?!" Phantom was turning red now.

[deadsetobsessions]

Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.3

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“Aquaman.” Batman swept into the room, beelining straight for the suddenly apprehensive Atlantean king.

“Batman. What can I do for you?”

“Phantom. Does he pay taxes?”

“Pardon?”

Batman makes a low noise that had Aquaman’s danger senses buzzing.

“Does Phantom have to pay taxes. Towards Atlantis.”

“No…? Why?”

“He wanted money, in exchange for… information, of a delicate sort,” Batman said, diplomatically avoiding the topic of Phantom bargaining for the identities of corpses in exchange for a measly $100 dollars per identity. Like a flea market dealer, that one was.

“You encountered Phantom again?” Aquaman perked up.

“Yes. Gotham’s bay is… polluted.” Batman paused. “With victims. Of murder.”

The entire area quieted as heads turned towards the Dark Knight.

“Yes, I am… distantly aware of Gotham’s waters.” By that, Aquaman gets green around the gills whenever he turns his awareness in that direction. There’s a reason he doesn’t enter Gotham, and the Dark Knight’s ban is only half of that reason. “Ah, but you’re correct. For what purpose would Phantom need mortal currency?”

“Hn.”

“Maybe he needs some stuff?” Flash zipped to a stop next to Batman, feet tapping as he dug into the pile of snacks cradled in his arms. “Us mortals are always coming up with new things, maybe he wants to try some games or something?”

Batman tilted his head down, seriously considering Flash’s suggestion. “It’s plausible.”

“Barry, Barry, Barry. He’s old as hell, right? He probably wants to try the new booze!”

“Hal, my man!” Flash fist bumped Green Lantern, who came up. “You’re back! What happened to John?”

“Dunno. He got called somewhere that way,” Green Lantern waved a vague hand towards the left. “Had to deal with a politician or something from that area.” He shrugged, swinging an arm over Barry’s shoulders to put him in a headlock and stealing a chip.

“Huh. Anyways, would our mortal alcohol even work on a demi-god or something?”

“We should ask!” Hal turned towards Batman. “You should ask if he wants to go for a drink, spooky!”

“He’s a child.”

“He’s been around for more than a millennia, Bats.”

“Informational gathering, right, Hal?” Flashgot out of the headlock, quickly munching on his snacks to stop Green Lantern from stealing them.

“Totally. Yup.”

“…Fine.”

“Wait, are we just gonna ignore that Gotham’s waters are full of bodies?”

“Yes.”

——

“What?” Danny asked, mind half on the bags he’s dragging out of the water and the other half on the essay he has to submit in about four hours.

“Green Lantern wanted to invite you out for a drink.”

Danny turned to the stoic Gotham knight, who had his wrist computer out to log the bodies’ info the moment Danny gave him the information. Some of them even told Danny who murdered them, so Batman could start building cases with solid leads.

Danny’s only twenty. He’s not legal yet but he doesn’t want to give any clues to who he is. How is he supposed to…

Ah!

“Can’t.” Danny shrugged. “I’m not legal. I died when I was fourteen so…” Danny trailed off, speechless at the drowned puppy face Batman was giving him. What the fuck.

“Anyways, fork over my payment.”

Batman wordlessly hands him a wad of hundreds.

“What do you need cash for?” Batman suddenly asked.

“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Danny tucked it in. “Material things, obviously. I need a blanket,” because holy shit, Gotham is damn cold this time of year. “Anyways, see you same time next week, litterer.”

“I don’t litter.”

“Tell that to the batarangs I found under the water,” Danny grumbled. “But I’ll stop calling you that if you get a signature from Poison Ivy. I have a friend who loves her.”

“An alive friend?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”

Danny snickered and disappeared. He’s gotta cram that essay.

——

“There’s a possibility Phantom might be homeless.”

“Batman, I mean this in the nicest way, but for the love of Atlantis, please stop giving me headaches. It’s time like these I wish I stayed a lighthouse keeper.”

[novelistwriter]

Royal Phantom

DP x DC Prompt

Danny had been living with Bruce and his kids for a while now, he's not only made himself part of both sides of their lives, he's also helping Gotham heal by slowly undoing the curses placed upon the city.

He's also found a balance between his "Wayne Life" and his Ghost King duties. But that all changed when he was called on a Justice League related emergency that involved Ghosts near the coast (Vlad up to no good).

It started out as just a regular fight between the two Halfa's. Until Danny was soaked by the Salt Water by kne of Vlad's attacks. He began to go through a change in his physical appearance, gills appearing on his neck, webbing growing between his fingers, his legs forming into a tail that mermaids have, and his face gaining some scales.

The pain he felt in the transformation had caused him to fall into the shallow sea water, that's when all those born of the sea could feel it, even Aquaman, the Siren King's return.

During the Era of the Fentonightgale's, one member of the family had fallen in love with the Siren King of that time. She kept it a secret from their family, fearing that they would be separated, or worse. And when she had the baby of the Siren King, she told her family that the father had perished at the hands of a Witch, knowing that they would believe it. She hated how she had to leave her love behind when the family moved on, she couldn't even sneak away to say goodbye.

The genes of the Siren King had lay dormant within the Fentons for many years. It didn't pass on to Jazz, with her not having the Dark Hair of the Siren King's bloodline And now that Danny has awoken the genes of the Siren King in him, the Siren Kingdom has resurfaced once again, they have long been in hiding, fearing that they would be wiped out without the strength of the Siren King, and now they will do anything to get Danny for their conquest.

[five-rivers]

Soft body horror! Danny's parents theorized that ghosts' forms shift with their emotions, but Danny knew better: his ghost form shifted with his physical state, not his mental state. If he was hungry, his ghost form was a gaping thing with many teeth. If he was tired, his ghost form would shift to something soft and docile. If he was overheated, or freezing, or thirsty, or hyped up on too much caffeine, or in pain, or anything else that differed from baseline, his ghost form reflected it. The problem with that was, Danny couldn't always make sure his body was in a "normal" state when he had to transform, leading to several... incongruous ghost forms for the situation at hand.

You suppose you had some forewarning of this, being the son of ghost hunters. Your parents had, a few years ago, shifted from believing that ghosts had no emotions to believing that their bodies were inherently psychoactive, changing dramatically based on what they felt in the moment, with no sense of purpose, planning, or anything but their own pleasure.

Of course, this theory was thrown out as soon as ghosts that didn't shapeshift constantly started appearing in Amity Park.

(Regardless of theory, your parents are still adamant that ghosts are evil.)

Now that you've fought dozens of ghosts, now that you're half ghost, you know better.

At least, you don't think being hungry is an emotional state, and it gives your rows upon rows teeth, predatory instincts, and extra hands. Cold and hot aren't emotions, either, and yet both of them often turn you into something with blue white skin, pointed ears, lots of fluffy hair, and a hatred of heat. Something that, you are annoyed to note, does not help you with overheating at all and makes you hyper in cold weather.

As best you can tell, what, exactly, you're going to look like each time you transform is determined by the state of your physical, human body when you transform.

If you're thirsty? Dehydrated, even? Then you're either dry or something with gills.

Too much caffeine? You get what Tucker calls low-grade super-speed and your whole body becomes rubbery and bouncy.

Pain? That varied a lot, depending on what, exactly, was hurt and how, but it usually involved some kind of protective covering over the area.

It was... disconcerting, not knowing what your body is going to do, going to be, moment from moment. You think it would be worse if your ghost form changed while you were still in it. You can imagine - bones twisting, stretching, flesh melting, reforming-- It reminds you too much of your accident, the thing that started this. You are glad that this is clean. That you change in a painless flash of light.

However, you think you might like a little more than a guess about what you will look like and what powers and weaknesses you'll have when you transform. And, as a side note, you think it would be nice if ghosts didn't attack right when you're about to go to sleep. You'd like at least a few minutes of dreams.

You know that if you lie in bed any longer, trying to convince yourself to be more awake, you will instead convince yourself that you imagined your ghost sense going off. So, you transform, right there.

You are aware this is a mistake.

You rub your eyes and catch the sight of star-spangled pajamas, a far cry from the ratty t-shirt you fell asleep in. You pat them with rounded, too-soft, too-gentle hands. They are silky. Your eyelashes are too long, they make your eyelids feel heavy. You touch your face, and there is a raised area around your eyes, like a mask.

Something crashes outside. You sigh. You won't get any sleep if that keeps up. You-- Probably, at least some of your usual powers will work. You can make this work.

You float up, and blankets wrapped around your shoulders float up with you. Did you have--? No, these aren't wrapped around your shoulders, they are attached to your shoulders. They are part of your body. You can tell when you tug on them.

Cozy.

You look longingly at your bed, but bravely soldier on, phasing out through the wall. Then, you orient yourself. Where had the sound come from?

Somehow, despite your eyes spending more time closed than open, you spot Shadow first. You follow him back to Johnny, Kitty, and... Desiree? And the Lunch Lady? They're having an argument in the neighborhood park. Johnny's motorcycle is tangled in the swing set, but somehow that doesn't seem to be what they're arguing about.

Whatever. You don't care.

"Can you guys just," you say. You pause. You planned a rant, but it just didn't seem worth it, now. "Not," he finished, eloquently. "I want to sleep."

"If you wished for it," says Desiree, "you could have as much as you wanted and more."

You give her an unimpressed look. "You all know," you say, sinking down so you are closer to eye level with them, "that I can kick all of your butts..." You trail off, noticing how Kitty is staring at you. "What?" you ask.

"Ohmigod," she says, "ohmigod, Johnny, he's so cute right now. I want to take him home."

"Uh," says Johnny. "You do know that's Phantom...?"

Your feet touch the grass lawn of the park and collapse into a tail. This tail, you notice, is unusually thick, long, and plush, compared to your usual ghostly tails, and you sink down into it as if it is a pillow.

"If you guys just leave, then I won't have to fight you," you continue, unwilling to be distracted now that you've come this far. "So, just, like, go."

"You won't have to fight us, either, if you go," says Johnny.

"What?" says Kitty. "No, don't go, I bet you're so soft, right now, right?"

You blink at her, bemused. You didn't think she cared about things like that.

"Here, sweetie," says the Lunch Lady, who has snuck up on you while the others occupy your attention. She presses something to your lips. "Warm milk to help you sleep!"

Normally, You wouldn't drink anything given to you by Lunch Lady even if you were dared, but you've been surprised, and the second a drop of milk touches your lips, your stupid, traitor body decides it is exactly what you've been craving. You drink the milk in three long swallows, then you sigh and yawn.

"Oh, no," says Johnny, also yawning, "it's contagious."

You hear more yawns, but you don't know who's yawning. You've closed your eyes and rested your head on your hands. A few minutes later, someone lies down on the coils of your tail. Then so does another person, wrapping themselves in one of your blanket-capes. A third person cuddles you as if you were a stuffed animal. A fourth person just uses your tail as a pillow, the rest of them lying on the ground.

This, you think sleepily, is not ideal.

But, then, you are asleep, and you're happy enough with that.

[too-much-tma-stuff]

Fear is a Dangerous Thing (Part 10)

A friend edited this for me because my brain is so mushy today but I haven't checked their work. Let me know if you find anything wrong.

TW: Torture, child abuse, descriptions of violence, panic attacks

Previous | Masterpost

Tim led the way to the meeting hall and opened the door to the meeting room where a bunch of the core members of the JL were already sitting. “Right, thank you for coming,” Tim started as Nightwing ushered the rest of them into the room, leading them to four empty chairs that were probably supposed to be for the teens and Nightwing. Instead the rest of the Teen Titans stood in the back and Hyena and Phantasm were sat between Hood and Nightwing. The collected members of the JL made various sounds of shock and anger at the sight of them, (Constantine looked green around the gills).

Robin completely ignored all of them and carried on as if nothing was wrong. “I’ve recently become aware of a troubling conspiracy that the Justice League must not be aware of.”

“Robin, what are they doing here?” Batman growled, watching Hyena and Hood warily.

“Phantasm is the newest member to Teen Titans, and both she and Hyena have been directly harmed by this conspiracy, so I invited them both to be here,” Robin said calmly. “Besides, though I independently verified all of it, the majority of my information originally came from Hyena. So if you have any questions at the end they’d probably be best directed to him.” Batman opened his mouth again and Robin raised his voice slightly, “Hold your questions till after the presentation please,” Robin chided before he switched to the next slide and carried on as if nothing had happened.

The presentation contained just about everything they needed to know, about the anti-ecto acts and the entire group of people that they targeted including a few members of the JL if the GIW ever got brave enough. It included that they had been experimenting on sentient and sapient beings and killed multiple people, that they were affiliated with the government and had plans for weapons of mass destruction specifically targeting these beings, and that they had taken over a small town and instilled a complete media blackout.

In other words they were unethical and illegal and the fact that the JL had allowed it to happen was nearly unforgivable.

“That concludes my presentation,” Robin announced, “If there are any-”

“Before you wrap up I have some… supplemental material. Because it’s one thing to hear about it and another thing to see it. I want you to see it,” Hyena interrupted with venom in his voice as he got up. Robin looked confused but he surrendered the projector remote to Hyena and allowed him to plug in his USB. Before he started it Hyena went back to his seat and glanced at Phantasm, hesitating for a moment.

“Little Star, would you mind leaving the room? Or coming here. I don’t want you to see this,” Danny said softly and Phantasm looked at him, judging his expression for a moment before she nodded and slid out of her chair and onto his lap. She had regressed just a little after everything, acting younger and more subservient for lack of a better word. She allied allowed  him to cup the back of her neck and hide her face against his shoulder before he started clicking through the images.

The first one was a picture of him as Phantom with Sam, Tucker, and Jazz, then the death certificates of everyone in the photo besides him. Next was a picture of Phantom when he’d first been captured by the GIW, crying, collared and gagged, looking at the person behind the camera with a pleading expression and obvious fear. There were many more after that, all bloody. They had kept a proper muzzle on him the entire time so he couldn’t scream, so his face was hidden somewhat. They showed him with his arms cut open or even off, his chest cut open and broken apart so you could see all his organs, his throat dissected and the skin pinned apart, and many worse things.

With each picture the life faded from his eyes, he was still alive in all of them but the fear, and pain, and any possible hope died in his eyes as he dissociated from the situation over years. Then there was a collection of other images, Ellie strapped to a table, destabilizing, then in the tube. Vlad’s intake photo collared and bound, then his autopsy. Ember with her arm cut off and screaming. Finally a somewhat blurry photo Danny had taken himself after his escape of the makeshift stitches and bulging wound, he had to just shove a few organs back in after all, the blood, pus, and ectoplasm leaking out of it. Someone gagged, Danny didn’t look to see who.

“In that first photo I had just turned 16, the GIW took me soon after that, killing everyone who tried to protect me from them. They kept me for two years, you just saw what they did, and the results. The GIW may seem inept, and they often are, but they are also sadistic and ruthless. They do real harm. Phantasm and I are the only people still alive to testify about it, and only then because I’m functionally immortal and she destabilized before they could get far.”

Once he finished he turned off the projector and let Ellie up and off of his lap, allowing her to slip back into her seat as he got up to grab his USB. The room was silent for a long moment, everyone's expressions ranging from furious, to heartbroken, to dissociated. Martian Manhunter, Wonder Woman, and Zatana in particular looked like they would like to tear the entire organization apart with their bare hands right now!

Jason felt a bit sick. He really would have liked a warning that Danny was going to do that because, even though he had seen the scars, it was a very different thing to see the wounds themselves. They were just as extensive as he had feared. At least now he understood why Danny had had so many panic attacks this week, if he’d been setting that up in the background it was half a wonder he hadn’t had more!

“What do you mean you're functionally immortal?” Batman demanded.

“They’re threatening the Infinite Realms?” Constantine squeaked.

“How have we let them get away with this!” Lamented Martian Manhunter.

All three nearly at the same time, it was an explosion of sound as a few others spoke as well, or tried to respond. Jason wrapped an arm around Danny’s shoulder, feeling him shaking a little bit, that had been very brave of him and Jason did think it would have the effect Danny wanted, but this explosion of emotion had to get out of the way.

One of the louder voices in the room though, was Superman, and Jason did not like what he was saying.

“Are the people of the Infinite Realms a threat?” Superman asked Constantine. “Should we have weapons to defend ourselves against them?”

Which, honestly, were fair questions but now was Not the time! Jason was sure the people from the Infinite Realms could be a threat but they hadn’t been and they had a very good reason to defend themselves. These were sentient people, would he be asking the same questions about a new species of mer? But he had already known Superman could be surprisingly intolerant for someone with his reputation.

“If we need to defend ourselves against the Realms we’re already fucked!” Constantine nearly shouted at Superman. “We should be dealing with this and be very grateful that they don’t have a king to organize them against us right now!”

“That could just make them more dangerous! If there’s no leader that we can make a treaty with then how can we trust them?” Superman argued.

“You don’t have to trust someone to know what the GIW is wrong!” Manhunter accused furiously.

“That’s not what I’m saying, of course it’s wrong,” Superman tried to placate, but it wasn’t working on Manhunter, and it wasn’t working on Danny either.

Jason and Ellie clocked it first, that the temperature in the room had been steadily dropping and was now almost ten degrees cooler than it had been at the start of the meeting. When Jason glanced over with concern he saw Hyena sitting perfectly still, his chest heaving in short shallow breaths and his eyes fixed on Superman, swirling with a very dangerous shade of green. Jason stood abruptly, slamming his hands down on the table in front of Hyena, startling him enough that his building rage turned sharply into fear and he flinched back, knocking over his chair.

"What-" Someone asked indignantly into the sudden silence as Danny backed up quickly till he hit the wall, curling in on himself.

"Everyone who doesn't know our faces, out!" Jason ordered abruptly.

"You can't just-"

"He's having a panic attack and you're making it worse! You know how dangerous panic can be in someone with powers! OUT!" He ordered and, begrudgingly but swiftly, he was obeyed and the heroes filed out of the room. The only ones left were Batman, Nightwing, Robin, and Phantasm. Jason ignored all of them.

He took off his helmet as he approached Danny quickly and crouched in front where he was curled on the floor, eyes unfocused. Jason unlatched Danny’s muzzle and took off one of his gloves, hearing a gasp behind him as he slapped Danny with an open palm, cupped for more sound than sting, enough to bring him back to the here and now. He grabbed Danny's face and forced him to look towards Jason.

"Look at me Cub," He cajoled, but Danny didn't hear, still reeling and panting. "Look at me!" Jason ordered this time and Danny obeyed, focusing on him finally. "What do you need?"

"Hold me," Danny gasped.

"Hold you or Hold You?" Jason asked.

"Hold Me," Danny hissed as he practically threw himself at Jason who braced himself and grabbed Danny quickly. He dragged them both up and spun Danny around, getting a hold on both of his wrists with opposite hands and wrapping Danny's own arms around his waist like a makeshift straight-jacket.

Jason stepped back into a fighting stand pulling Danny with him so he was off balance, and leaned back, bracing himself and keeping his head out of range as Danny thrashed and snarled in his grip, getting out his energy without trying to get away.

Jason didn't know how long it went on, but he knew his shoulders were sore by the time Danny went limp again in his hold, finally breathing properly again.

"Okay?" Jason asked sternly.

"Ya, okay. Thank you," Danny responded, meek and tired. Finally aware of what was going on around them he looked at the others in the room, and winced a little when he saw the worry and fear on Ellie’s face. Tim and Dick look worried too, Batman… Danny couldn’t tell what he was feeling. “Sorry about that guys, I’m okay now,” Danny said as Jason let him go slowly, easing him back into supporting his own weight.

Ellie rushed to hug  him and Danny hugged back, pressing his face into her hair. Dick approached more slowly, avoiding sudden movements that might freak Danny out again. “Are you sure you’re okay? That was… a lot. I’m so sorry for everything you’ve been through.”

“That shouldn’t have happened-” Batman started, and Jason had no idea how he was planning to end that sentence because Danny didn’t let him.

“Well it did, you can’t save everyone, and now it’s too late. I’m never going to be what I was before they broke me,” He said, blunt and honest, Jason winced.

“Are you alright to bring the JL back in? They’ll have questions. If not it’s alright, Hood can take you home and we can handle the rest,” Robin told Danny.

“If you do stay I’ll make sure they behave themselves,” Nightwing put in with a grim set to his jaw.

Now Danny could read Batman’s expression, he looked startled. He hadn’t known Nightwing and Robin had gotten so close to Hood and Hyena behind his back. Danny wondered if he was more likely to question their judgment or his own in the face of this revelation.

“No, I can stay. I want to stay,” Danny insisted. He had been worked up already, and then upset by what Superman was saying, especially since he already didn’t have a particularly high opinion of the big blue boy scout since his treatment of Kon. “As long as they all don’t yell over each other like that again, too much noise,” Danny said, shaking his head.

 Danny slowly eased Ellie out of his arms, guiding her back to the table so he could slump back in his own chair. He dropped his face into his hands and took a few deep breath, Jason could practically see him counting to ground himself. Quietly he approached and scooped up their masks again, putting his helmet back on before gently nudging Danny’s arm and putting the muzzle down in front of him.

“Agreed. They shouldn’t have behaved that way in front of outsiders to begin with. I’ll talk to them." He started to leave before pausing and looking between Hyena and Phantasm. "It was brave of you to come to us about this. If there is any protection the two of you need to make sure that you do not face consequences from these people, we will gladly provide it.” Batman said and swept out of the room.

Danny lifted his head and saw the mask, giving Jason a little smile before he put it back on, doing the buckle up behind his head again and making sure it was secure on his face. He was as ready as he was going to be to face the rest of the JL again. At least Batman seemed to hate him less than he did before he knew a bit more of Danny’s backstory and exactly why he was like this. He thought that was fair, he didn’t think that anyone could remain sane after everything he had been through.

There was a knock on the door and Nightwing opened it, the rest of the assembled JL members filed back in, more quiet and calm now. They took their seats again, Superman looked a little sheepish, Kon paused to squeeze both Phantasm and Hyena’s shoulders, Danny patted his hand lightly giving him a grateful look. He’d like to have a better bond with Kon, all of the Teen Titan team really, but Kon in particular, he deserved a better support network with such shitty progenitors.

“He’s telling the truth,” Constantine cut in before the ruffled feathers around the table could progress to fighting again. “We do not want to mess with those fuckers, being beneath their notice, and letting them keep that tyrant king of theirs locked up, is the best that we can hope for there."

“We’re sorry our response wasn’t ideal,” Wonder Woman told Hyena diplomatically. “It was a shock, but that’s no excuse for making this harder on you. It was brave of both of you,” She praised.

“Thank you,” Hyena said, leaning back in his seat, his hands still pressed flat against the table. “I want to make it clear that the people of the infinite realms are a threat. It contains every afterlife, demons and gods and various other ancient and powerful beings. Violence is a culture and a language. However, most of us have very little interest in the living and the mortal. Despite being without a monarch there are rules about interacting with the living worlds, humans don’t exactly put up an entertaining fight anyway, a bit boring all around,

“All of this to say, if you don’t antagonize the Infinite Realms the Vast majority of its inhabitants will continue to happily ignore you, and if you do antagonize them you will lose.” The declaration held no doubt at all”

Hyena inclined his head towards Constantine in a subtle gesture of gratitude for the backup. “With that in mind if you ever have to deal with something from the Infinite Realms, call me. I’m from this world but I’m of the Infinite Realms as well, as long as Hood agrees, I will help.”  

“As long as Hood agrees?” Batman questioned, his gaze sharp. Next to him Constantine hissed and moved to elbow him before apparently thinking better of it.

“Yes. You know this Batman,” Hyena chided him, rolling his eyes at the super hero. “I am… potentially stronger than any one individual here, but I answer to him. You need my help, ask him.”

“If you want a demonstration I’m sure he’d be happy to provide. Just not where there’s anyone to get caught in the crossfire,” Jason put in smugly. “Right Hyena?”

“Oh absolutely,” Danny agreed with an unnervingly feral cackle. “I can survive in space, maybe Big Blue and I can give the moon a few more craters! Wait, no, probably better not use the moon we might knock it out of orbit. Mmmm Neptune?”

“Maybe some other time!” Constantine squeaked before anyone could make the mistake of taking a Realms creature up on his offer to fight.

“Too bad,” Hyena sighed leaning back in his seat, his mask hiding his pout. “I haven’t really gotten to let loose in ages.”

“We’ve gotten off topic,” Martian Manhunter said. Jason bit back a laugh at how quickly Danny subsided after being chided by his favourite hero. “What are we going to do about the GIW?”

[vlarelythere]

Mer au me and @a-selkie-abroad be cookin up

Danny the tiny reef mer, his big open water mer mate Vlad, and their two strange hybrid children <3

Dani unfortunately had her growth stunted because she was very sick and fragile as a wee tadpole baby, but Dan on the other hand became bigger than both Danny and Vlad due to some hybrid gene weirdness (similar reason to why ligers get bigger than their lion and tiger parents)

And uh why don’t they have gills? Because I forgot to add them Because they’re salamanders that breathe through their external hair gills. Yeah. They're half salamander instead of half fish.

[currentfandomkick]

Started as one thing and veered in another direction, enjoy!

Masterlist here

Last time was a fluke. A mistake… right?

Danny glanced around him, and looked in the mirror.

He looked the same. He didnt know how he even did it the first time. He had blacked out.

He still inspected himself. No gills or scales.

No glow-in-the-dark white on his skin in vertical lines flanked by black. Besides the usual body hair.

No green freckles. He… he can admit to missing those.

He kept checking daily. For any signs that, that form(?) was creeping back into his day to day.

That stupid ectopus he’s convinced is on ecto-dejecto or ghost steriods kept coming back.

It was to the point Boxy was concerned and ‘guarding his sleep’ (in exchange for origami boxes/cubes. He even made some for Lunch Box).

Danny decided to conk out during one of Lancer’s lessons after another attack the nogjt before.

He’s pretty sure Tapas/Taco is being restrained by his parents in an ecto-proofed tank.

Ancients he hopes so.

Lancer called him back after class, with that stupid ‘i know you are better than this and that accident does not excuse such poor behavior young man’ attitude most of the staff had toward him.

The actual lunch ladies were chill, and therefore his favorite. And Lunch Lady since she took to packing him an extra lunch that Boxy drops off. Something about fighting your food to eat it daily being ‘unacceptable!’

Whatever.

“Mr. Fenton, I understand that you are facing more challenges than your peers, but do try to stay awake in my class.”

“Got it. Blame Tapas.”

“You can’t blame mexican food for all your issues.”

“I don’t—Tapas is the ectopus that’s been obsessed with me and Phantom since the stupid thing showed up. It keeps escaping the Thermos, and i honestly have no clue how to keep him contained long enough to throw it at ecto animal control or ghost jail.”

“… Mr. Fenton, have you considered staying with relatives away from Amity until this issue is resolved?”

“I literally can’t.” His core sank at the idea. “Ecto contaminated and dependent. Medically speaking, until portable ecto is something that can be handled over long distances, I can’t leave for more than a hundred days, give or take, before dying.” No matter how much he wanted to at times.

Mr. Lancer frowned at him. “If possible, would mixed in-person and online schooling be something you’d be amenable to? I can speak with your parents and arrange alternative student success plan, but its clear the situation won’t improve unless better accommodations are put in place.”

Danny opened and shut his mouth. “If I can get them here, sure.”

“Excellent. I would like to continue your classes with myself in person to better monitor your progress, or we can do tutoring after school or during my usual block for Saturday detentions.”

Danny nodded in a daze.

Then something crashed in through the window.

“Adventures of Tom Sawyer!”

Danny threw himself against a wall, trying to get Taco off him, only to get pulled through a wall, and further.

Hey tried scrambling for something to grab, but he phased through everything and he couldn’t go ghost in front of everyone seeing him get kidnapped by an extra annoying octopus.

The fact it was being filmed made it Worse.

Fuck.

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Of Atlantean descent Maddie Fenton

I've been thinking about a few things specifically Maddie being of Atlantean descent the line she comes from was minor royalty that specialises specifically in protection (Family, People, Land etc.)

Her great-great-great-grandfather was estranged from his family due to falling in love with a human woman who showed such passion in wanting to help get rid of pollution and help sea and on-land wildlife that were seriously hurt by man-made machines recover and be released into the wild once more and after a whirlwind romance with adventure and soft touches years later they had a child and they couldn't be happier.

But due to a complicated family matter her great- great-great-grandfather's Father called him back home to Atlantis, her great-great-great-grandfather did not expand on the issue any further. He claimed in one of the old letters Maddie found that he'd be back soon and not to worry about him

But in his absence, her great-great-great-grandmother fell sick with a deathly Illness that killed her before her great-great-great-grandfather could return and it was in fact her Great-great-great-grandmother's neighbour who found her dead and her child (Maddie's great-great-grandfather) in the crib next to her bed crying for his dead mother's attention.

The neighbour of course called the police who in return came with child protective services that placed her great-great-grandfather in a foster Family due to not finding her great-great-grandfather's Father.

Her great-great-great-grandfather came back only to find everything he knew gone his Wife? Nowhere to be found, his Son? Can't be found. Maddie's great-great-great-grandfather stricken with grief over the Family he lost soon died from Heartbreak.

But her great-great-grandfather had kept photos of himself as a baby with his Mother and a Ring.. a Ring that was as he was told placed next to him in the crib he was lying in as he was found that fateful night by his Mother's neighbour.

The Ring became an Heirloom passed from generation to generation. until Maddie finally got her curious little hands on it on her tenth Birthday and Maddie knew.. she knew that there was something special about that Ring that was so beautiful with shells and fish-shaped crystals that were littered across the ring in a pattern and little ten-year-old Maddie was right the artefact as she had realised it wasn't just a ring had helped her breath underwater she had gills! And scales! But sadly no tail... but little Maddie was ecstatic!

and Maddie kept the ring well into her adulthood and as she finally started a Family with the man she loved Jack and furthered her research into the ecto-entities she grew happier, happier than she had ever been happier than when she was in the water free to explore and relax.

Her oldest Jasmine showed no signs of being as drawn to the ocean as she was as a child but Jazz still could hold her breath at a minimum of 17 minutes! Jazz also seemed to not particularly care for the ring though commenting multiple times that she finds the ring to be beautiful .

Her second oldest Danny had been drawn to the Ring, he constantly begged to have it when he was younger until Maddie had given him the ring permanently. Danny loved the ocean and went to visit it a few times a month and after her Son had revealed the fact he had died due to the machine that Maddie and Jack built and that the ocean was the only place he was truly at peace? Well, she and Jack made sure to tell him how much they loved him how he would always be their son no matter what and that they promised to go to the beach more often with the family if he truly felt that much better there.

After She and Jack found out about Dan and Eliie? Well, they welcomed both with a big bear hug courtesy of Jack and his Joy of finally being able to pamper younger children again. Both were apparently de-aged due to them not being very stable in this timeline but Maddie and Jack couldn't careless they were just so happy that there were no more secrets between all of them and that they could finally be a truly Happy family but ofcourse before that She and Jack had forced Vlad into therapy and he's slowly redeeming himself.

Now nothing could surprise the Fenton Family anymore!

That was what they thought before an Atlantean King came knocking on their door claiming that Maddie was related to him.. oh well what is a new Family member to this already chaotic but loving Family?

Sender : The Traveler

Addressed to: You my dear reader

[puppetmaster13u]

back again to ask about the down in the deep au

I noticed you said Danny is 7ish feet long including tail so he’s not actually that small, right? It’s just that everything else is Big

And little baby man form is childlike so even if he is seven feet long he looks like a kid because his humanoid part isn’t big

Does he have gills? Can he breathe underwater? Does he even need to breathe in ghost form. Does he have requirements.

Also does he glow in the dark like normal? Inexplicably glowing child. It’s not even bioluminescence he just does that

Thanks for writing!

Thanks for enjoying it so far <3<3 And you're right! He's pretty big, but compared to say, Sebastian who is 10ft tall if you don't count the tail, he's tiny. And the other monsters.

And his glowing is usually only in certain areas, but he does eventually discover trying to change to ghost or human form makes his entire body light up like a flash beacon. It just also exhausts him so it's an emergency-only thing.

He does have gills! Which is less of an adaptation of coming to this place (the Hadal Blacksite) and more of how if you look at the ghost zone, it's more similar to some underwater place than anything else really. (Even the speeder is more sub-like than ship) And yeah, in ghost form he doesn't need to breathe, but as he's stuck in a sort of inbetween/melded state at the moment, he's stuck having to breathe. Just maybe not as much as a kid or big animal should. If that makes sense lol. He can also partially breathe through his skin, but that's only on his less armored part of his body. The thick scales stop it from being possible. So he has gills on his neck, sides, and another pair down on the serpentine body hidden by the thicker scales.