#dp ghost yetis

[hugsandchaos]

Here’s an idea! Yes, Danny’s ice core has lowered his heat tolerance some, but thanks to his human half, he can still handle it a lot better than the average ghost with an ice core can. He hardly notices the difference between his first summer as half ghost and last summer, because both had days where the heat became insufferable. I wanted to say this because I like the idea of the ghost yetis making physical contact with Danny when he’s in human form and realize how warm he is.

As a ghost, his body produces more cold than heat, but as a human, his body produces more heat than cold.

[bet-on-me-13]

Biologically everybody's kid

So! Have you ever seen those Prompts or Headcanons where Ghosts and Ectoplasm are Unstable and like to change alot? Specifically based on the Hosts Beliefs and such?

Well, imagine this.

Danny is a part of the JLA, and one day he needs to get a Blood Test done. It's just a normal Physical, so that they know how to help him if he ever gets hurt, or to see if he has any health concerns that need to be addressed.

They get the results of the DNA Tear back, and find that it tested positive for Amazonian DNA.

They are confused. Why did Phantom never mention that he was an Amazon? Diana is feeling down because he is a member of her same Race and never told her.

Then, they test again just to see if it was accurate and it comes back as Yeti DNA.

Now they are confused.

They test it again, and it's Dragon DNA.

Again, and it's Kryptonian DNA.

Again, and it's Batman's DNA.

Again, and they find traces of the Speed Force in his DNA.

Every time they test the DNA again, they get a different result, telling them that he is Half Human Half something else that is constantly changing.

They are confused, Danny is not aware of any of this, and Batman is already calling Dibs.

[sun-spice]

There are not enough aus where Frostbite adopts Danny.

Frostbite comes to the realisation that the great one who defeated Parish Dark is a neglected child and goes 'well that won't do'. Maybe Danny has to leave the living world and Frostbite's tribe takes him in. Danny gets a clan and a whole tribe of people as a support network and a stable environment to feel safe in. Maybe he even manages to finish his schooling!

Maybe the Observants try to have Danny thrust onto the throne because they think he'll be easy to manipulate if they force him into unprepared and tear him from his haunt. Danny is panicking and so the Far Frozen are like. Well :) according to the law of the Far Frozen realm and customs of the tribe that the child is a ward of, Danny is still a minor until his coming of age ceremony in about fifty years or so, so until then :) the Observants council would never violate Far Frozen law like that, would they? :|

Thus Danny is free to live his life and maybe find a new candidate in the meantime.

[nelkcats]

Ice Crystal

When Clark was exploring the fortress of solitude he found murals of a teenage boy on the ice walls. He frowned and followed the drawings to a room he had never visited.

That was odd, so he approached cautiously; it turned out, the room was empty beyond the drawings adorning the walls, which oddly looked like constellations. In the center was an ice table with a crystal glowing toxic green hovering over it.

At first, the Kryptonian thought it was Kryptonite but the crystal hadn't made him feel weak. In general, it didn't make him feel anything. He frowned and took the crystal in his hands, beyond causing him to feel cold nothing happened. He decided to put the crystal back where it was, determined to investigate it later.

Unbeknownst to Clark, a few minutes after he left the room the crystal began to flicker. A "Hello?" was heard around the room as a confused hologram flashed, Danny looked around the place with a frown before cutting the call.

Of course, Clark forgot about it rather quickly, and it wasn't until years later when Jon and Kon were exploring the place (clearly without telling Clark) that they found the strange room. Though contrary to Superman, they stayed and could hear the voice clearly.

[puppetmaster13u]

Ghosts Are Dragons: Frostbite

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[artemismoorea03]

DPxDC or Marvel: What is he?

Inspired by the Nimona Scene

(Could work with DC or Marvel as well as Danny or Danielle they're all interchangeable here)

When he received a mysterious sticky note with a gear symbol on it simply saying "Save Him/Her" he didn't think much of it until he learns of a lab. More research into the lab lead to the discovery of another dimension and the United States knowingly holding a member of their royal family as some kind of experiment. In order to save the child he took them and hid them, trying to figure out a way to convince the government and their own team that this kid isn't a monster or a criminal like they're being told.

But after getting cornered with the kid it's clear that at least for now, they're on their own.

"Who are they?" Captain America/Superman pushed, looking fearfully at the black hair blue eyed kid behind Tony/Batman. "What are they?"

He had to make a choice.

Fight his friends to save the kid or give up the kid long enough to convince his friends.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Danny finds out hes a clone/ adopted, and instead of processing that like a normal person he decides, "Well its not like they can find me so imma mess with my bio parent(s) while venting my frustrations. Two birds with one stone."

Hence (hero or villian of your choice) begins receiving letters via untraceable magic of him telling them he's thier clone/son and just telling them about his day/past adventures.

Unfortunately most of his adventures are horrifying and the person is desperately scrambling to find thier dumb (possibly undead) child and rescue them.

It probably doesn't help that Danny only signs his name as Phantom and is careful not to give clues to his location.

[fanaroff]

DP x DC: Downed Danny Prompt

The Justice League are enlisted/hired by the GIW to capture and contain a dangerous ecto-entity. With the media blackout of Amity Park, the JL only have Constance’s input on these types of creatures. Since dangerous beings of the Infinite Realms, ones with intent on destruction, are the ones known to leave the Realms, the JL believe the GIW and begin to work with them on a plan.

The GIW have a ghost contained as bait. A big white creature covered in fur and ice, not unlike descriptions of yeti. It growls and howls at anyone that happens to come near or make eye contact. It speaks in what seems to be a mix of Esperanto and static. What is understood from it tends to be along the lines of “destroy you if you-“ before whatever is said is lost to ear-splitting static.

The creature is all claws and danger and does little to make the JL think that the entity they are after is not a villain. It only makes it seem more likely.

With a trap set far north, above any human civilization that could get caught in the crossfire, and following the tracking path the entity seems to be taking (following the bait), they wait to enact their plan. Drs. Jack and Maddie Fenton work with them to create the weapons and containment unit that can burst on with the press of a button.

When the entity appears, the JL do not expect it to look like a child. At least, not this much. All lanky limbs and awkward posture, it almost seems the perfect image of a teenager. Until one notices… the uncanniness. Bright, wild, green eyes that reminds Batman of one of his sons. Untamed white hair that drifts without a breeze. Claws. Fangs. It’s not human.

It barks something that strange screeching mixed language at them. It’s angry and has spotted the bait. It says the same thing, this time it’s hands light up green. Demanding. Its stance changes. It’s looking for a fight.

The yeti says something back that seems to only anger the entity further. Its fangs seems to grow longer, nails sharper, eyes brighter, and it aims a hand in the general direction of those present, outside of the yeti.

This is “Phantom.” The ecto-entity the GIW have been after for its destruction on the living plane for years. The one that seems hundreds of years old with pottery and paintings and crafts backing up the claim. It needs to be stopped. So the JL don’t hesitate.

The skill sets of ghosts were explained early on, so each member is ready with a Fenton-made weapon. Phantom’s eyes only harden when they aim them towards him.

Rather than immediately fight, like they assumed it would do, it flies straight towards the yeti. And suddenly, it’s falling.

None of the JL took the shot, but one of the Fenton’s (bundled in ghost proof arctic gear and holding the strongest hitting weapons), did.

Phantom goes down, hard.

The yeti flips out, growling and pulling at the exit chains that bind it. It’s making horrible, gut wrenching sounds and pulling towards the downed ghost until the binds break and it’s leaping towards it. The GIW slam on the ghost shield containment unit and the two are trapped together.

It’s only when the yeti is making mournful cries, holding a small shape as close as it can, green spilling and staining the white, white snow does the JL think that maybe, just maybe, they fucked up. That they should have done more research rather than blindly trust a group that convinced them that they only have humanity’s best interest.

*Feel free to use or add to it. I may make a full detailed one-shot of it soon too

[hugsandchaos]

Here’s an idea; The very young ghost yetis of the Far Frozen are either Danny’s size or a little bigger. Because of this, they at first assumed that he was the same age as them despite being different species. It took a while to explain his age to them, especially since they’ve lived longer than him.

And yes, he’ll probably play with them if they ask him.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

au where gnomon and clockwork made a contact to wed their first borns when they were of age, either jokingly or not, and both have a “oh shit” moment, having completely forgotten said contract decades later, when duke turns eighteen two months later than danny.

•at first they wanted to marry in secret and then divorce immediately after, but throughout the few weeks of preparation they fall in love.

•and just. never divorced.

•so now not only is duke ridiculously strong in the eyes of the magic world, but he’s married to king phantom, ruler of all dead.

•constantine nearly had an aneurysm when he sees duke a few days later.

Haven't seen nearly enough potential Duke/Danny stuff so I am so down for this

[suzukiblu]

one dp x dc ship that quickly comes to mind is Dani and Kon bonding over both being clones

the baby might be a surprise baby, because nobody is really fully sure how hybrid clone genetics work, and whether them both being half-human makes them compatible.

“. . . so like . . .” Kon stares down at Dani’s stomach, and the very tiny but very clear heartbeat slowly but steadily thrumming inside it.  

“How did this happen when we’re both hybrids and therefore supposed to be infertile?” she assumes. 

“Yeah, that,” Kon says. 

“Ghost stuff, man,” Dani says, waggling her fingers. “We’re having a soul-baby. Sorry? Or you’re welcome. Whichever one applies.” 

“What kind of ghost stuff?” Kon says. “Because I feel like this should’ve come up earlier, if it was a concern?” 

“Oh,” Dani says, looking briefly embarrassed and then making a face. “Well, I thought it wasn’t a concern, okay? It wasn’t supposed to be a concern.” 

“Because . . . why, exactly?” Kon asks. “Because I definitely would’ve . . . I dunno, soul-wrapped it or whatever, if it meant we were gonna inflict ourselves on some poor kid as parents.” 

“Yeah, we’re gonna be totally terrible ones,” Dani agrees. “Turns out we’re kinda in love, though, so I guess the kid’s stuck with us.” 

“. . . okay, no offense, but did you just decide that?” Kon asks, raising an eyebrow at her skeptically. “Because you’re pretty badass and all, but I really don’t think we’re there, no offense.” 

“See, that was what I thought, but then the yetis diagnosed me with a literal love-child,” Dani says, making a face again. “So apparently we’re just both emotionally oblivious. Anyway, wanna get married or just live in sin? I’m leaning ‘married’ because then we get a honeymoon and I bet we could do an intergalactic one.” 

“Oh, it’s Space Vegas or bust, boo.” 

“Hell yeah.” 

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Ring to it (dp x dc)

the idea’s not mine, go check out this post for that good stuff:)

"So what, I just call them here?" Danny asks Frostbite dubiously.

"The royal guard's apparel will appear on command of the king," Frostbite confirms patiently. "And Great One?" the yeti adds. "Take care to remember they can only be bestowed upon ghosts."

"Yeah, I got that," Danny waves away. "It's more the summoning thing I don't get."

"Envision the stones in your hands," Frostbite guides him, "and close your eyes."

Danny wants to comment on how cliche that sounds but holds back and instead does as he's told. He holds out an open palm and concentrates on the task. He focuses all his attention on his palm and wills the tokens to appear in his hand.

One second, there's nothing and the other, there's a bunch of black rings spilling out of his hand.

"What the hell?" Danny yelps as he tries to catch them but his hand can't hold it all and they spill on the green-tinged snow. The halfa turns to Frostbite but the older ghost has a frown on his face as well.

"This is not right," the yeti says. "There are only supposed to be thirteen tokens."

"Did Pariah make more?" the teen hazards a guess but Frostbite shakes his head.

"Not to my knowledge." He bends to pick up one ring and examines it carefully. "It seems as if someone reforged the original tokens into these rings, only leaving a sliver of the original stones in each."

"Is that bad? That sounds bad," Danny says nervously.

"In the wrong hands, these stones could mean a war in the Realms. I can not imagine the ravages it would cause in the living world," the yeti answers solemnly as he hands the ring back to Danny.

"Yep, that's bad," Danny states. "At least we got all of them right?"

That should be good news, but the yeti hesitates. The halfa groans.

"Not necessarily," Frostbite starts hesitantly. "It is possible only the rings with the most of the original stones have answered your call. I would wager that these are not the only rings, only the most powerful."

"Oh you have got to be kidding me," Danny groans.

"Don't worry, Great One," the yeti tries to reassure him. "The Infini-map should be able to locate them easily."

"Thanks, Frostbite," Danny says before dragging a hand down his face as Frostbite goes out to get the map.

"Of course it's a scavenger hunt," the halfa mutters to himself. "Why would the powers that be let anything in my life go smoothly."

[spacedace]

And oh *boy* is the one in red in bad shape.

She thought she was rough when she was in the middle of destabilizing but this guy has her beat. Ateast when she was melting into a puddle of goo it was all pure, healthy ectoplasm. The guy in red *reeked* of foul, fetid ecto, the kind of heavy, rancid rot that came from shattered Cores and the spilled ectopalsm of ghosts savagely crushed and ripped away from the normal cycles of Life and Death and After.

Big Red smelled of the Pools of Perfidy.

Pandora took her and Danny to see them once. Solemn and mournful, wanting to impart the heavy history that came with the Crown Danny had unintentionally claimed. A pilgrimage of grief and remembrance.

The pools were the untouchable second graves of those ghosts that Pariah Dark had destroyed in the name of making a statement. Those of his subjects who had seen what he was planning, the terror and damage he was going to do and attempted to reach out to their once respected and revered King. Pariah had sworn them an Oath that he would meet them fairly and without malice, would listen to them with the fairness and openness he had always granted his subjects.

He had slaughtered them instead. Crushed their Cores, destroying thousands of souls so that they could not pass on into the After. Total and complete annihilation, the single most abhorrent and taboo thing it was possible to do.

The Pools of Perfidy were *toxic* with all the anger and betrayal that soaked the ectopalsm left behind. Attempts had been made to try and do something with them, to make some semblance of a proper resting place but in the end they were simply too dangerous for any of the dead to get too close too without being driven insane.

Dani couldn't even imagine what they'd do to a living - or even half living - human.

Or well, she *couldn't* imagine until she was watching with growing horror as the guy in red started hunting the younger boy.

It seemed the fouled ectoplasm did pretty much the same thing, just toned down. Which was to say a whole lot of violent rage, an unfocused drive for vengeance and a whole lot of bat shit crazy.

Preparing herself to jump in before Big Red did something he'd probably never be able to forgive himself for, Elle crossed her fingers that Frostbite had made some progress on that idea for cleaning out the Pools since she last saw him, because ready or not she was going to be bringing him a pretty hostile patient in need of a good detox.

On Dani's tour of the world, she crashes through a weird T shaped building. It's a strange enough building that she decides to snoop around a bit. It's pretty interesting. There were planes and rocketships and a helicopter on the top floor. The next floor was storage. Then there were bedrooms. And bedrooms. And another set of bedrooms. Then there was a library and den. Then a rec room and a kitchen. Then a bunch of boring rooms. For how many bedrooms there were in the tower there was a surprising lack of occupants. She decided she'd bunk in the mostly empty bedroom for a few days before she moved on again.

A few days in, a boy in a red, green, black, and yellow outfit came. And a few hours later, another guy in a red helmet joined them. Both were unaware of their invisible guest. But then again, it seems the boy wasn't expecting anyone to be in the tower. And it was only made more obvious when he went on the defensive as soon as he saw the other boy.

the layout I used is this one

[spacedace]

Here have another dc x dp Super Serious Chaos snippet I remembered about lol

As always feel free to take this as a (too long) prompt if anyone is interested 😄

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Ghosts and Kryptonians, as it turned out, had a bit of overlap when it came to biology.

Not much, admittedly, considering that ghost biology was largely…made up, as best as any of the League’s medical staff could figure and as best as the Yetis could explain. They were usually human shaped - at least those that had been human in life were usually human shaped - but they were made entirely out of ectoplasm, a highly mutable substance that could appear incredibly unpredictable in how it behaved if you weren’t intimately familiar with how it worked. A ghost’s biology, as much as it could be called, depended entirely on the ghost, what they thought their biology should be and how they felt at any given point of time.

Still, there were some things that were more or less standard that were familiar enough. Super strength and speed, heightened senses, flight. Fangs too, though those tend to vary a great deal more in size when it came to ghosts compared to Kryptonians. Most interesting of all though - at least as far as Jon was concerned at the moment - was the fact that like Kryptonians, ghosts could purr.

And they used their purring in much the same way as Kryptonians. Self-soothing, encouraging healing, expressing happiness or - as the case might be in the here and now - bonding.

That’s what Danny had said was the point of this purring when he’d shown up and taken stock of the situation. Elle, out of her mind on some weird strain of supernatural flower thanks to some demon deciding to try and drug her into compliance and marry her - gross, Jon was glad it had been torn to shreds, he was kinda disappointed he didn’t get to help really - was reduced entirely to very basic ghostly instincts. She’d lost human speech, lost understanding of the world around her, and lost grip on who she was. Something that could have been incredibly dangerous - and had been for the dumbass demon that had orchestrated the whole scheme, Elle had eviscerated it with a viciousness that threatened to awaken something in him if he thought about it too much - though thankfully for them Elle had some semblance of recognition of who they were.

Well. Some of them, at least.

She’d very much had not seemed aware of who most of the Justice League members that responded to the situation were and had been just as intent on doing to them what she’d done to the demon. Jon and Damian were for sure going to get a lecture later on it, but them jumping in between their out of control friend and the others had been the right call. They knew how she fought better than anyone, knew how to counter her without hurting her and how to use her own overwhelming strength and power against her if need be.

Besides, they knew Elle.

They trusted her. Even as she lost semblance of her form and started looking more like…well okay Jon couldn’t really say what Elle looked like at the time. Damian called it eldritch and Jon can’t help but agree that it was the right word for it. Looking at her straight on for too long while she’d been in attack mode hurt and his brain sort of just…slid off any attempts to describe just what he was seeing when he looked at her. So eldritch seemed the right fit, even if he felt a bit bad having to describe her as such. Elle hated Lovecraft with a fiery passion, she’d despise knowing that anything associated with him was applied to her.

Jon was getting distracted. The point was, even if Elle was reduced to base ghostly instincts and acting aggressive and trying to eat Green Lantern, Jon and D knew that she’d never hurt them. And for the record they’d been right!

She’d frozen in the air as they dove in front of GL and into her line of sight, furious screeching going quiet and form settling back down into a more familiar - and comprehensible - shape and let loose a series of chirps and trills and whistling notes. And while no one could understand exactly what they meant, Jon and Damian could feel the emotions she put into the sounds. Happiness and relief and safe-safe-safe that made them realize that some of her aggression must have been from thinking that something had happened to them.

The next thing either of them had known they were wrapped up in a whole lot of Elle - body significantly more human-shaped, though still a bit indistinct when it came to her features - as she gave low rumbling purrs. She wouldn’t let anyone else near them - hissing and growling warningly in ways that made ears bleed when his dad and Bruce tried to creep closer, pulling him and D behind her protectively - but she was at least content to not attack anyone so long as no one got too close.

“It should wear off in about a week.” Danny said, butting his head like a cat against Elle’s as he checked on them. Elle recognized her father as she had Jon and Damian and had been fine letting him close, though notable did not try and pull him in on their impromptu cuddle session. “Probably less if we can get her back to her Lair in the Zone. Having outsiders near her Grave after fighting off an enemy is probably making things worse.”

Danny drifted back towards where the League was awkwardly huddled at a safe distance, giving a comforting trill when Elle’s purring stopped and she gave a nervous little chirp. She clung to Jon and Damian a little tighter from where she’d wrapped her wispy tail around them, glowing green eyes locked on the League suspiciously, but she stayed where she was. Jon purred himself, trying to match the low frequency she’d been using earlier to draw her attention back to them and keep her calm. Damian, unable to purr but undeterred by the limitation of human vocal chords, hummed softly as well. Elle gave an adorable little mrrp and pulled them even closer to her, nuzzling beneath each of their chins in turn, purr starting back up again.

“I was under the impression Phantasma wasn’t dead in the…traditional way.” Jon’s dad said, face pinching in concern. “Or that her grave would be near…” He motioned to the dark cave around them, lit only by literal hellfire in shades of red and orange. They were roughly a fifty miles from any kind of civilization, in some mountainous location in Europe. Possibly Finland? Jon hadn’t been paying much attention outside of following Elle’s distress beacon as quickly as possible without the wind speed suffocating Damian in the process.

Danny shook his head. “Oh she’s not. She’s Mirrorborn.” He waved a hand blandly, unaware or ignoring the League’s confusion at the term, “I don’t mean that kind of grave. I mean her Grave, capital ‘G’ and all. It’s like, hmm,” He paused, looking considering before offering, “I guess the closest thing might be like a pack? Like wolves, sorta. She’s in my Grave, since I’m her Reflected.” Danny motioned towards where Elle was now happily purring again, running her very sharp - and disturbingly longer than usual - clawed fingers through his and Damian’s hair. It was soothing, even with the vague notion that he should be worried about getting sliced to bits lazily popping up at the back of Jon’s mind. “But she’s old enough to go out and make a Grave of her own, and she’s claimed those two as part of it.”

“Claimed?” Bruce asked, voice lower than usual and definitely more dangerous. He hadn’t looked away from them the entire time, even when Danny showed up.

The older ghost gave a reassuring smile, “It sounds way more possessive than it is. It just means that her Core recognizes them as people she cares about a lot.” He glanced over towards them again expression going soft and fond. “The claiming is less a mark of ownership and more of like a ‘Back off’ sign for anyone who might try and fuck with them.”

Danny waved a hand in their direction again, “It’s what she’s doing now with all the cuddling. There was danger and she couldn’t find her Grave, so she panicked and lashed out. When they showed up she went into protection mode, it’s why she won’t let you near.” He glanced over to make sure the League understood, at their various nods he continued, “The cuddling is partially letting her know their safe, but it’s also making sure they’re absolutely covered with her ecto-signature so that anything that can sense it thinks twice before trying to go after them.” Danny’s grin went cheeky, “She’s basically giving them the Infinite Realm’s version of Scary Dog privileges. There’s not much in the Zone that’d be willing to fuck with the Grave of someone in our family.”

“Hn.” Bruce said, though Jon could see that some of the sharpness had left the line of his shoulders. “She doesn’t recognize us as members of her Grave?”

Danny shrugged. “Don’t take it personally. She likes you guys a lot - you’d probably be dead right now if she didn’t, even with those two keeping her calm - but there’s a difference from being friends with someone and having them as part of your Grave.”

No one looked terribly reassured.

Possibly due to the implication that Elle could kill them all more than the idea that she’d try while in such an altered state. And probably Jon should be worried about that too, but it wasn’t all that much of a surprise, really. He’d seen Elle beat Damian at Go before. They were usually tied 50/50 these days. If she could do that, there really was no hope for the Justice League - even his Dad, though he probably shouldn’t say that out loud.

Oh well. Point was, Damian absolutely could destroy the entire Justice League - Kryptonians and all - probably without even lifting a finger if he really put his mind to it and Elle was just as brilliant when it came to wily plays and unbeatable strategies and overwhelming force.

Okay so he might, a little bit, be totally in love with the both of them and believe they were the single most impressive and unstoppable people in the universe. That had no baring on his estimation on their abilities to take over the world if they ever decided they wanted to. It did, admittedly, probably skew his thoughts on if they ever would try their hands at world domination, but only a little.

Anyway he was 95% certain he could convince them to knock it off before they actually launched any world domination plans.

99% if he had time to get Ma to make cinnamon rolls before he went to talk them down.

Not the point, really. The point, right now, was that Elle had made him and D part of her Grave. That she cared for them enough that not even being reduced to her most dangerous, aggressive state, almost completely unable to distinguish friend from foe, was enough to keep her from knowing who they were.

(J’onn J’onzz - scanning the emotions and surface thoughts of the three young heroes to make sure no one was in danger or distress - would like to note to the young man that that was also not the point.

He had the distinct feeling, however, that any attempt to bring that up would go entirely over the young Kryptonian’s head.)

“So!” Danny said clapping his hands together decisively as he flashed a wide grin at Jon's dad and Bruce, “Who wants to pack these two some bags while I get them all moved to Ellie’s Lair?”

[fanaroff]

DP Blurbo: Ice Age

They're not sure exactly what starts it, it wasn't a ghost, but suddenly everything goes to shit. Nature starts taking back the world and then seems to implode inward on itself. There was a warning, unrecognized as one, and it was ignored. Ice is rapidly covering the world and there is very little anyone can do in the northernmost sections of the world and Amity Park is smack dab in the middle of it. There's not enough time to see it coming, not enough time to get any people into the portal and out of the incoming tide. If there was, they could have saved the whole town. They could have gotten a single person through those doors.

Instead, ice starts creeping up the windows and walls of the Mr. Lancer's classroom and Danny's breath is misting for an entirely different reason. Students freak out immediately and Mr. Lancer tries to control them, to gain order. Dash tries for the door of the classroom only for it to be stuck fast. Even ramming against it does nothing. Ice is starting to cover the door on the inside. Danny realizes he needs to do something and instinctually, a green dome surrounds the classroom and warmth instantly is brought to the students. They have no idea what's going on at first until they turn to see Fenton, hands in the air and eyes glowing wildly. Green fire is covering him and the students and Lancer are confused.

Fire, heat, is such an opposite to Danny's core that it takes all of his focus to hold the dome while Sam and Tucker try to explain the sudden endless questions. But they never say Danny is Phantom and even still he stays in his human form. Danny never changes to Phantom. It's an instinctual point of self preservation, though he doesn't know it. No one knows where the sudden cold came from and of course their first instinct is going to be a ghost. But a ghost never announces itself. Minutes turn into hours, hours into days, and it becomes clearer and clearer that Danny is struggling to keep them all protected. The students theorize, share lunches in lunchboxes sparingly, call for help, and attempt anything they can in the mean time. Maybe Phantom will save them? Sam and Tucker exchange worried glances. Danny starts to loose his grip. His human form starts failing. Though the area stays warm inside the dome, the students and Lancer can only watch as the fire dulls and ice starts forming over Danny's body over time. Ever so slowly they have no choice but to watch it creep up on him. So slowly, in fact, that they never notice when he goes completely still. Yet the dome continues on.

Its days in that a portal suddenly opens in the middle of the room and yeti spill out, grabbing students and bundling them into the much safer, much warmer in comparison, Ghost Zone. They beg for them to save Danny, he's freezing, he's the only thing that kept them alive. They don't see Frostbite's sad gaze at the frozen statue behind them as they're pulled through the portal. It turns out that the only thing that kept Danny going for so long was the minimal protection that his human form gave against using powers opposite to his core. It would slowly crack and destroy it. So in an attempt to save itself, his cold core activated and slowly started to take over his body, ending in his soul.

Sorry to do that to y'all. I had the idea when watching "The Day After Tomorrow" and wondered what could happen with Danny in that situation. It turned into angst. Want a full fic on it? If I have time I may write one. Throw some theories my way and feel free to add more or use it.

[thatrandomsarahchick]

Turns out, 'ripping apart molecule by molecule' was Maddie's confused brain trying to make sense of her "down to fight" genes. The Drs Fenton have convinced themselves that they're not contaminated to the point that they don't have many obvious powers, so that's why they're going after ghosts with weapons.

They're just trying to fight them on what they believe is even grounds, knowing that the ghosts can survive lethal injuries.

They haven't actually managed to capture anything more complex than a blob ghost, which they keep in a jar near the portal to study the feeding needs and healing rates post/pre recieving fresh ectoplasm. Due to this, team Phantom doesn't realise that they actually would rather trap the ghosts to torture them via relentless questioning - they have so many questions that need answering! They just have to beat a ghost in a fight first to win the right to have that conversation.

It's basically been a huge misunderstanding.

Fighting for Friendship

So Danny ends up in Gotham, how is up to u, but he is put in the same class as Damian.

Now Gotham is weird. Amity Park is weird to. But they r two different kinds of weird. Like Amity park is the “oh ur a bit weird, cool, so is everyone” kinda weird where Gotham is the “wait ur weird?? Fuck ur gonna be a rogue ain’t u?? Get tf away from me. Go have ur villain origin story over there” kinda weird.

So Danny can’t really make any friends bc he’s weird weird. Tho he’s not the only one in his class with this problem. The other guy, Damian Wayne, mainly sticks to himself and seems to be the only sane person in this school. Well, to Danny at least. This made Danny want to befriend him. Even if only to not be alone in his suffering. More than that Danny can feel the traces of ectoplasm on him! Even more reason for him to be friend shaped.

The problem is Damian seems to be in denial about his friend shapeness. Well to bad for him if Danny is one thing it’s stubborn. But dammit Damian seems to be a new level of stubborn. Nothing Danny does works!! It’s almost like this kid is from a different world or at least a different time!! Before he gives up however he has one last attempt. All or nothing!!

So he spends an inter week annoying the fuck outta Damian!! Looks it’s not a smart plan but it is a desperate one. It is also a plan that works a bit better than expected!!

He started his plan on Monday and it took til Friday for Damian to crack. After a full day of maximum annoyance Danny started following Damian home. They made it several blocks before Damian dragged him into a nearby alley and started swinging.

Now this Danny understood!!!

The universal language of ghost, Violence!!!

So the two beat the shit out of each other and r pretty evenly matched. Both of them r on even levels when it comes to speed and battle awareness and while Damian is definitely the better trained Danny is stronger and more durable. Needless to say the fight goes on for awhile.

A few hours later Damian and Danny shuffle into Wayne manor looking like they lost a fight with a wood chipper and when Bruce goes to ask what happen Danny just smiles and goes- We’re friends now 

With Damian nodding in agreement