#grim reaper danny

[allmyhomieshatelawns]

DP x DC

Cackling filled the air, along with the sound of a blade slicing through the air. The whistle it made could drive you just as crazy as listening to the cackling.

Danny wasn’t sure why the man was laughing. Nothing around him was particularly funny. Blood spatters covered the cracked asphalt at Danny’s feet. Blood dripped off of his body, none of it his own.

Danny’s fingers twirled, repositioning the scythe he held, to rest on his shoulder. He surveyed the scene before him, a frown tugging down his lips.

People were standing along the streets, phones up, mouths hanging open. All of them were staring.

I didn’t think people could really see reapers. Danny mused, cackling cutting off as he studied those studying him.

It had been a few hundred years since everyone he knew had died peacefully of old age. Danny, having lived a fulfilled life, entered the Ghost Zone, prepared to be the new King, when Clockwork had merely smirked at him, eyes fond.

“What do you mean I have to serve as a reaper of souls first?”

Clockwork had been very insistent this was the way of things, but Danny was half-convinced he was making it up as he went.

Whatever gets the best timeline, I suppose. Danny looked out at the gathered crowd, then down at the twisted form below him.

“Jack Oswald White, you have been judged of sending those before their time, to the Realms Eternal. You have been found guilty of your crimes. With this slash, I, High King Phantom, Reaper of Souls, sentence you to the Nightmare Realm to be tormented until the end of Time.” Raising the scythe, Danny prepared to send the soul where it belonged.

“Wait!” A man stumbled forward through the crowd. A few people screamed as he broke through the ring, turning and running. The man was built, but what caught Danny’s eye, was the tuft of white hair on his forehead, and the feeling of death that hung around him. The domino mask was also eye-catching, but more background noise.

He stood before Danny and the condemned, drinking in the sight of the bloody man, like someone whom had been lost in the desert.

“Okay, go ahead. I just. I needed to see it.” The man puffed, domino-white eyes wide in anticipation. “Don’t worry, the other bats won’t come and ruin it. I took care of that.”

Danny cocked his head, feeling something humming in the air now that the man had settled in. The humming was bloodlust. Everyone here was eager to see this man die.

It was more than a little startling since Danny had never been seen before as the Reaper. It was more startling since most people who saw him screamed and ran away. What is wrong with these people? Where am I again? Gotham? Well the name seems to fit at least. Danny mused, before he nodded, and brought the scythe down.

*

Jason wanted to scream. Not in the “oh I’ve been hurt” or even “I’m so mad I could fill a bag with heads!” way, but the excitement, the primal feeling welling up within him didn’t want to be contained.

Oracle had reported some kind of public execution near Crime Alley. She hadn’t been able to confirm who it was for, nor who was doing it. All the cameras were bugging out in the area it was happening. Since Jason had been closest, he had managed to get there first.

In the middle of a massive crowd —and wasn’t that odd? Most people ran away from stuff like this— could just be seen an ethereal being floating above their heads. The being looked like someone about Jason’s age, but their skin glowed with an unearthly blue, and their hair, the color of starlight, moved in a way that contradicted the wind whipping everyone’s coats. The being was clad in black robes, the folds of which showed either constellations or a swirling green void that made something in Jason’s chest tighten.

And they held a massive scythe.

As Jason got closer, he heard the manic laughing, and froze.

The Joker.

Pushing through the crowd, heart hammering, Jason knew he had to— he had to do what? Save the Joker?

His earpiece made a high-pitched squeal as he broke through the crowd and saw the Joker’s body on the ground, scythe poised to finish the job.

The shriek that filled the air as the soul was sent to the Nightmare Realm, something inside Jason seemed to crack. The Reaper, High King Phantom as he had called himself, looked at Jason, and the crack felt like it wasn’t there.

I need to talk to him.

[antleredweirdo]

Ok so you know how there are a bunch of ‘summoning Ghost King’ AUs? And how in both the DC universe and the DP universe (from what I’m aware of) the wall separating the spirit realm and the living realm is weakened during Halloween?

What if a group (cultists, justice league, teen titans, anyone) summon the Ghost King (otherwise known as the Balancer Of Two Worlds) and Danny shows up in his Halloween costume. More specifically, he gets summoned while dressed up as the Grim Reaper.

And thus, because Danny is awkward as all hell sometimes and just says shit, the summoners end up thinking Danny is the actual Grim Reaper.

Chaos ensues

[noxposting]

[Danny Phantom Christmas Truce 2024] Art clip for @ovytia-art

!!Heavy music warning!!

Danny as Psychopomp

Art & Text after break:

Happy Christmas truce to @ovytia-art!!! ✨This is based on your first prompt:

Psychopomp AU or at least the flavourings. Danny's role is bringing the dead to the afterlife, and it's something he doesn't have control over(like a compulsion), whether he is conscious of this is up to you. Big fan of the motifs and the mythology/folklore surrounding such figures so feel free to make it as AU as you like and combine elements from real world myths and legends.

As a Greek, I had to use what I know for this, so I hope you like it!! The song is Tou Thanatou (tr: Of Death) by Greek black metal band Rotting Christ. This is a cover; the original is by Greek folk singer Nikos Xylouris. It's is a song about confronting death and having to come to terms with it - damning Death himself and cursing at Charon (in this instance these figures are talked about as one and the same, like a grim reaper type).

Phantom is wearing winged shoes, like Hermes Psychopomp, and wielding a crystal scythe. The scythe is due to the popular Grim Reaper imagery, and the fact that the scythe is crystal is a reference to Cronus/Cronos - the youngest Titan and father of the Olympian gods, who is often associated with Chronus/personification of time. I just love the headcanon of Danny as Clockwork's apprentice, so this is a nod to that! Finally, the scythe becomes the thermos - the instrument for collecting souls, this universe's version of the Grim Reaper scythe, if you will.

The ghost is not a canon character! I was going to make up a backstory for her, write a short one-shot maybe, but I ran out of time!

I hope you liked your gift, really looking forward to your thoughts!! ✨

[zonerobotnik]

Kinda wanna continue the storyline where Grim Danny stays in the present to help deal with the GIW, but I don't wanna make the one-shot into a multi-chapter. I guess I can just write a multi-chapter sequel to it.

[vm-haunts]

Ghost in the League

So I just read AGIT and yes all the lore drop is absolutely beautiful I took so many notes, but.

Look at this pair of outfit Danny has when they glitch through time:

Now look at red hooded ninja Jason and ninja/warrior Danny:

Do anyone see my vision??

PS.: they both have similar weapons. Some kind of east asian style straight sword/dao:

PPS: Danny didn't get to actually fight in the that outfit which is a bummer, and Jason's sword may or may not have turned into a katana somewhere between scenes.

[kei-crocker]

Freakshow Episode is the one of my fav episode

He seems like real ghost in those episode not the halfa XDD

And I luv his impish grin too 😍

[cartoonbudartz]

Some Halloween drawings I’ve neglected to post until now.

[abrielarnold]

10min

1hr

sketch=20min, lineart=35min, colour=5min

[nelkcats]

Grim Reaper

The moment he gained consciousness as he emerged from the Lazarus pits, Jason noticed a curious thing: A shadow was always following him, waving with happiness, even though it was rather threatening in his opinion.

At first, the shadow looked harmless, greeting him and hiding most of the time, almost like they were friends. But when Jason returned to the streets of Gotham and killed the first person he considered "bad" as Red Hood, his "friend" came out of the shadows and revealed his identity: Death.

Jason was sure it was Death, with the scythe in his hands, his black hood up and his green eyes judging him completely serious (he even saw him collect the soul of who he had killed!). At that moment he knew that he had made a mistake and began to escape from it. He wasn't going to die a second time, and death was not going to catch him. This of course, started some kind of supernatural persecution in Gotham.

But contrary to what Jason thought, the Grim Reaper wasn't trying to kill him. Danny was actually trying to prevent Jason from becoming a Grim Reaper like him, this being one of the worst punishments in his opinion.

Many years ago, the Observants punished him probably in an attempt to prevent his fate as Dark Dan after the death of his family. For what reason was this punishment assigned to him? Killing everyone associated with the G.I.W. Danny considered what he did fair, they had attacked and he had responded.

In his opinion they deserved no mercy, not after what they did to his family and friends, not after what they did to Amity.

But his thirst for blood and revenge only got him so far. After leaving that bloodbath behind, the ghosts told him that the Observants were waiting for him in the Realms; When he arrived they gave him a punishment for his actions by assigning him as a "Grim Reaper" supposedly to "teach him the value of life" he still thought it was absurd, it's not like they knew it themselves.

But when he saw his own mentor looking at him sadly he accepted. He was immortal, it's not like he had much to do. But the duty of a Grim Reaper was arduous, exhausting and sad, Danny didn't want anyone else to go through it. That's why when he heard that another immortal could be punished just like him, he rushed to meet him and try to avoid it.

But he had spent so much time alone that he didn't know how to approach, he had forgotten his humanity and only knew Esperanto! How was he going to keep Jason from getting lost in the path of blood and vengeance if he couldn't talk to him? He even tried to smile but the guy looked terrified!

Other than that, Jason kept running away every time he saw him, was it impossible to stop him from turning into a Grim Reaper like him!?

[nyxcharliechaos]

doodle of a scene in my rewrite I wanted to sketch

[caffienatedicecreambear]

Woahhhh, 2 drawings in one day!! Let's go!

Grim reaper Danny and uh... angsty stage 3 infected Danny..?? I just made these during school TwT. For some reason it always feels so much better drawing at school when you're not supposed to rather than drawing at home when you can do it any time. Lol. These arent the best, but I still do like them a lot! Might post tomorrow, not sure though lol. But 1 post every day 3 days in a row, yay! That sentence was a bit confusing. Hehe, sorry.

[zonerobotnik]

Here's the fic! Hope you guys like it!

I was gonna make a comic for a Grim Danny fic I wrote but didn't post yet but since I haven't gotten around to that, I think I'll just post the fic and make the comic later.

[lonereaper]

is it you? could it be you?

[darlin-collins]

crow be bagging baddie after baddie in literally every situation

[adizzyninja]

I just found my first grey hair. Holy shit. Did not need this today. I’m only 26 man…

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: Why are you so angry?

Damian: How dare you speak to me, peasant.

Danny: Saying things like that, make it hard for people to approach you.

Damian: Good.

Danny: .....I like it. It gives you moxy. We're best friends now.

Damian: What?

Danny: I'm Danny Fenton by the way. Here this is my phone number. I'll message you when I get on Doom. You play viedo games right?

Damian: No.

Danny: That's okay. I can teach you.

Damian: I'll deliver you to the Grim Reaper

Danny: Oh, cool, a Goth! I had a friend just like you-

Damian: Why would I care about-

Danny: This means I know you would love to go to Dark Poetry Night and an environmental clean-up art event on the same day. *Hands over flyer* I can pick you up around three, and we can get dinner, then make it to poetry night. What time is your curfew

Damian wide eye: Father expects me to be in bed at ten pm.

Danny *nodding*: I'll get you home by nine then.

Damian breathlessly: Okay.....

Danny: Great! Later! I'll text you!

Damian: What....what just happened?

Tim: You just experienced why Brucie Wayne is so powerful in the galas. That's what happened.