#immortal danny phantom

[sunnysam-my]

Emm, apparently there were some people interested in this, so

DP x DC prompt

Phantom Lantern Danny!

Inspired by Rings of Power

It was many years since Danny became the Ghost King. After his coronation he was given the Ring of Rage to protect it from ghost and humans who dare to abuse it's power. It was then when he learned it's true name - the Phantom Rings. A powerful ring that doesn't need a battery, because it feeds off the users emotions. It can blow up if it's getting too much energy rapidly. It also detects and reacts to even slightest emotions, changing the user to fit those emotions, including the personality of the person. When Pariah Dark used it he was driven by rage and will, changing the ring's appearance, which caused the ring to fuel his darkness.

It's been many years since Danny have been on earth or talked to the Living. He decided to float around on Earth's moon, not feeling so lonely amongst the sea of stars. But his peacefulness is interrupted by a floating human covered from head to toes in green. They say they'll ‘save’ him and that they don't understand why a teenager looking ‘lantern’ is doing there. They took him to warm space station and layed him on the soft bed. When was the last he slept? Who cares, the blanket is so nice.

Meanwhile the Green Lanterns in the Watchtower are going insane because who is this mysterious teenager with a weird power ring? Why is he so apathetic to what's going on around him? But then, as he's asleep, the ring is revealed to be the Phantom Ring hidden under an illusion.

The ring can transform:

Red due to rage, Yellow for fear, Orange for avarice (greed), Green - will, Blue - hope, indigo due to compassion and violet for love.

[mynameisjag]

Prompt by: @shiwalkers-ineffability

DpxDc snarky danny lives in Gotham and is just trying to get a degree but keeps almost getting adopted by various members of the Justice League

“Listen, I’m not like 12 or whatever age you think I am, I am an adult that is going to his class at college, I am near graduation and would like to focus more on that then whatever issue it is you have with me.”

To be fair to Dick, the guy in front of him really did look like a middle schooler…a middle schooler that just came out of a package store with a bag filled with various types of alcohol.

The face glaring up at him still had baby fat, voice still at that young age, a little on the too thin side but not unhealthy yet…he looked like he just got back from the playground. How and why did the store owner sell him alcohol?

“I can see it in your face, it’s the same one all those other heroes had when they ran into me, I have an I.D., I have a job, I fucking pay taxes, I do not need help or supervision. Fuck off.”

And the guy was moving, short legs stomping away.

“Wait, hold on, I still have questions!”

There was a sigh and the kid turned around to stare at him, “What? I do not need the furry brigade busting into my apartment, so get what you want to ask out of the way. Fucking worse then red underwear guy back in Metropolis.”

“You mean Superman?”

“I don’t care what his name is, he thought I was a lost kid and took me to the precinct to call my parents. Got laughed at is all what happened.”

“What’s with all the alcohol?”

“College student, just aced an extremely hard and taxing test and me and some friends are celebrating and it was my turn to do the alcohol run and before you continue on with this, yes, the guy checked my ID, I’m old enough by several years. Just do your weird stalker thing and look me up.”

“Right, ‘weird stalker thing?,’”

“You are not and won’t be the last “hero” to make this mistake.”

Nightwing just smiled and tapped on his communicator, “Hey, Oracle-“

“-Tell Danny I said hi and leave him alone, this is a Babydoll situation.”

“Oh, um, Oracle says hi…”

“Glad she remembers me from the last couple of times, so tell her hello and goodbye, I’m on a schedule.”, and with that Danny was storming off.

“Oof, this happen a lot, O?”

“You have no idea.”

[lehana37]

Okay okay I love this and let me add onto the supervillain theories with an absolutely worried Barry Allen in street clothes sitting in a nearby booth in a coffee shop.

He’s been tailing this teen for two(ish) days now and so far he’s seemed mostly benign, just doing tourist shit. But today he’s met up with some apparent friends and that’s when things have taken a turn for the worst.

He only tuned out for a minute he promised! It’s just, they’re so utterly normal. Adolescent. Their conversation is about summer homework and how tired they are and how has Danny been enjoying his vacation so far and honestly? Barry felt weird. Maybe it wasn’t really this kids journal, sure the kid felt… off. Weird. But listening in on a trio of teens just shooting the shit after following one of them for over a day feels like stalking. A child. Morally? Feels gross to him, but he promised Bats he would keep an eye on him after bringing the book to the league and he’ll be damned if he’s defeated by a little social awkwardness but apparently he has been. He’s clearly missed a vital part of the conversation while contemplating his feelings because he only checked back in when he overheard (Tuck? That’s the kids name right? Probably a nickname but until he gets the chance to run facial recognition from the nearby security cameras Tuck it’ll have to be) anyways, he heard Tuck(?) say “at least you have superpowers!” Before being violently elbowed by the honestly impressively goth girl. (Sam? That sounds right)

And, well. What? Superpowers? Oh dear lord does the kid who has horrifyingly detailed notes on them (labeled volume 4) have superpowers? That’s concerning. Maybe not all is lost? He could be an aspiring vigilante? Of course they’ll have to talk him out of it or scoop him up and train him but that’s still a highly preferred option to this kid becoming one of his rogues, he doesn’t look a day over 15 (even if he friends appear a few years older) and frankly he doesn’t know the kids powerset but it’s probably something to be worried about if he’s a villain trying to set up shop in a well known hero’s city with multiple flashes all running about and other rouges to compete with. So! Baby vigilante! That would really be the best solution for everyone he just prays to god it’s accurate. Thank god he could (mostly) convince himself of that in the beats between seconds because it would’ve been incredibly embarrassing to miss any more of the conversation after such an important information drop. Not to mention Batman’s reaction. Lectures for sure. Probably monitor duty, but on the watchtower and not of the kids which would be deeply frustrating seeing as they’re in his city.

The Goth- Sam hardly misses a beat before “Everything has it’s price.” Barry finds himself slightly startled at the wisdom in it knowing better than most what the price of superpowers can be, both receiving and then deciding what to do with them.

“The Price was paid.” Tuck doesn’t miss a beat which tracks for what he’s seen of them, they’ve been very quippy all day.

“No it wasn’t, it’s the gift that keeps on fucking taking,” glad to hear that the kid is weighing on his own apparent superpowers (!!!) even if it’s a deeply concerning addition.

“Hey Danny,” Sam starts, “it’s okay it’s-“

“No it’s not. It’s not okay Sam because,” Wow, Barry can’t help but think to himself, a little breathless at the goldmine he’s probably just stumbled over, that’s a lot of emotion to be showing publicly in a random coffee shop at three in the afternoon but hey good for him. “This price- I know you don’t want to think about it but this is a price I’ll always pay.” Danny reaches out, he was sitting across the booth from his friends, and cups their faces but his hands- hold up. His hands look a little more like- like claws. What the fuck? Barry guesses his power is some sort of transformation then but it’s kind of extremely terrifying to see claws on still normal human flesh hands, the hands themselves have changed not just the nails. It’s upsetting to witness in an Otherwise Ordinary coffee shop. Not quite uncanny valley, that’s not the right word but also- also not not uncanny valley. He’s not sure he would’ve noticed if hadn’t already been paying Very Close Attention because no one else is reacting and that’s frankly the worst part.

The claws have started pricking the two’s faces, not quite drawing blood but if they moved at all they probably would, Barry would’ve stood up if he could but he felt transfixed, this conversation felt so weighted for all that it’s been naught a few sentences yet. Minutes? Hours? He’s been sliding in and out so much he for sure couldn’t tell you but either way he didn’t rush up and Barry is glad for it a second later when all the kids do is tilt their heads slightly, leaning more into his palms slightly in such a collected move it can be nothing but practiced. A comfort. Danny starts speaking again, or maybe he never stopped and Barry jolts, “I’m going to outlive you both, and one day I’ll have to be the one to put you in the ground.”

Well. Damn. There go his hopes of this kid not being a villain because there’s no way that isn’t a threat. Their body language is still comfortable but there’s no telling if that��s actually the kids power. Contact enforced? Maybe the claws are a side effect of exerting his will? No telling.

“You’ll make sure our graves are neighbors won’t you? Bury our bodies out in the woods? Our favorite spot?” Sam hardly hesitated at the mood change before shooting this back so clearly they aren’t dosed into compliance but- but what? That’s such- he doesn’t want to say unhinged but definitely a morbid thing to say. Codependent too if there’s any truth to it but it’s probably just teen humor in action. He hopes. It’s goth either way so he can understand why she’d be the one to say it.

Tuck quips back immediately, “I think I’d like a shared grave even if you have to dig one of us up to put us together again.” Okay! Okay. So either the humor is catching or they’re together?

“You think you won’t die together?” There’s humor in Danny’s tone as he (finally) drops his cla- hands? They’re hands again. Well either way they’re wrapped around his mug again and not on his friends faces so Barry will count it as a win. He studies the threat’s child’s face again and he looks faux scandalized. Well, that at least probably means the other two are a couple even if it definitely means this child is a budding supervillain because that at least HAS to be a threat, no way. Maybe some kind of- of social Stockholm? They’re clearly not being held captive but they seem to like him well enough even if he’s being absolutely awful. Danny flashes them a grin and it’s a quicksilver thing, a glimpse of a fang peeking out and damn that wasn’t there before was it? He’s been stalking tailing the kid for two days how did he miss this?

Sam snorts. “C’mon Danny, be realistic. You know who we are, our will. What we’re like. And we know you. Our level of contamination won’t ever be the same but we’re closer to you than we are the barista and you know it.” Might he repeat: what the hell? What does that even mean? He does not like the implications of the word contamination though, are they safe to be around? They’re kids either way and he’ll help them. Even if Daniel Fenton seems dead set on the path of villainy (with his apparent four (4!) books of horrors and detailed notes on the various heroes) maybe these kids aren’t too deep? He’s always had a strange relationship with his rouges so he’s sure he can do it, steer these kids away from the path of villainy.

“Our bodies will be six feet under one day,” Tuck finishes her sentence, “but what’re the chances either of us actually stay there?” Oh. Oh. Barry doesn’t like that. He doesn’t like that implication one little bit, actually. Although to be perfectly honest he’s not quite sure what the implication is besides bad.

At that point the kids all share a secretive smile and things go back to normal. They switch back to small talk and the very air feels lighter for it even if his heart feels heavier. He’s not- he’s not sure how to handle this. He knows he needs to go report, tell someone but- but not yet. They look so carefree even if he knows they could do a lot of damage just by selling the kids notes but- well. He’s not sure what the but is but it can’t hurt to just take a minute. An hour. He may be the fastest man alive but surely it can’t hurt to slow down for just a bit. Besides, maybe they’ll start talking again. Yeah that’s it, that’ll be a good justification, even if only to himself.

Dc x Dp Prompt #24

I love how no one talked about the possibility of Danny being the "Izuku Midoriya" of the Dp x Dc Crossover. And by that, I mean a total hero fan with books filled to the brim about information for every hero he ever knows.From their abilities to all the top fights they've had against villains. Martian Manhunter has the most of course, though Red Hood has become a close second.

Now, imagine Danny going to any of the towns in his human form and losing one of said notebooks, with the city hero right behind him as he did. Picking it up and reading it, it is thought that Danny was some upcoming supervillain and needed to be kept an eye on with how well he managed to study them. Meanwhile, Danny is curious as to where one of his notebooks went. And why does he suddenly feel like he's being watched?

[writerfromthestars]

DPXDC PROMPT : ALFRED IS IMMORTAL

Alright. Don't get me wrong, I love au's where John Constantine is like "soul tax evader supreme", but hear me out.

Alfred.

Alfred, Alfred Pennyworth. Who just doesn't die. The guy's immortal. The reason for this is that Alfred is awesome, so anytime he dies, whether it be from old age or a bullet or a world-wide catastrophe, he looks Death straight in the eyes and tells them that he will die when the day comes that no one needs him anymore, and not a second before, and then he just kinda pops back to life. Because let's face it, the batfam would fall to pieces without him.

So, Alfred Pennyworth has basically just been cheating death for centuries, by this point.

Needless to say, Death is none too pleased. Finally, Death goes to Phantom, the new king, who is much more reasonable than Pariah Dark was and who agrees to actually help.

Clockwork helps Danny set up a portal and he zaps into existence in the middle of a Wayne movie night. The bats are all prepared to fight this mysterious weirdo, but Danny ignores them and turns to Alfred, who he then begins lecturing about ghostly tax evasion and how defying death isn't a good thing, so he needs to file paperwork through the proper channels to stay as an immortal almost-God.

Alfred is chill, he plays cards with Clockwork once when he dies, so he knew this was coming, but the batfamily thinks that this mysterious entity is going to kill Alfred, so they're all panicking, trying to think of ways to avoid this horrible future. Alfred calmly listens to Danny, then he interjects.

"Sir, are you aware of the fact that there is a revenant on earth? One who is most certainly under threat of more paperwork than I, seeing as he has been using the Lazarus Pits to revive himself for millennia. I, however, have only been alive for a few hundred years, so I should think that he is a bigger priority. "

Danny glances over at Jason, doubtful. "He doesn't look several millennia old, Mr. Pennyworth."

"Certainly not, seeing as Master Jason is not. Besides, his Undeath License was filed. I have a copy of it if you need to see it, your Majesty?" Alfred answers, demure as always.

"If it wouldn't be too much trouble, sir."

Alfred leaves and returns, moments later with a light green glowing piece of paper. he hands it over to Danny, who examines it.

"Seems legitimate. I assume you filed it during one of your many encounters with Death?"

"Indeed. I have it on good authority, however, that the other revenant, a man by the name of Ra's Al Ghul, has not renewed his License in at least the last half millennia, most likely longer."

Danny sighs. "Where can I find him."

"Nanda Parbat. The signature is impossible to miss."

"Alright, Mr. Pennyworth. I will return once he is dealt with, be it by filing his paperwork or returning him to the Infinite Realms."

"Very well. I will be ready." Alfred answers.

Danny opens a portal to the area around Nanda Parbat and then another, which plops him down right in front of the Demon's Head himself, in a strategy meeting with his daughter and several commanders.

They all raise their weapons, but he just basically grabs Ra's by the ear and tugs him through a Lazarus Green portal, lecturing him about tax evasion and paperwork and bureaucracy the whole time. The League is thrown into uproar, and Ra's is set down in a room with all his overdue paperwork from the past few thousand years. He feels a little bit like crying; if he had known immortality meant this much paperwork, he would've just died, honestly.

Meanwhile, in Wayne Manor, everyone is crying, because they think Alfred is going to die, Jason is confused about the whole revenant Undeath Certificate thing, Bruce is trying to make contingency plans, Tim is contacting the Justice League, and Alfred is planning out his defense and going through every ghostly law loophole he can think of because if he leaves these emotionally constipated crime-fighting vigilantes, he knows that the house that Martha so loved will go up in flames within a month.

Eventually, Danny comes to get Alfred for his ghostly court trial/hearing or whatever, and Alfred says goodbye to Bruce and everyone, goes to the Infinite Realms. Clockwork is on his side, and Alfred ends up winning the court case, on the condition that now that the has an Undeath License, he actually renew it every twenty years, like he's supposed to.

A week later, Alfred returns, crashes his own funeral, and explains that no, he will not be dying anytime soon.

Two weeks after Alfred's return, Constantine shows up at the manor basically begging to learn how the hell he managed to avoid death, and not only that, win a damn court case against them.

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

So Danny is older, and lives in Gotham as a mechanic (he could be a We mechanic, a JLA mechanic, whatever) and eventually, he starts dating Bruce Wayne.

Now, Danny knows the Wayne at the bats, it’s kinda hard to hide your vigilantism from a former vigilante. But Danny doesn’t mention it, he knows the dangerous of telling your loved ones.

Jazz is alive and a therapist is Coast City (Jazz x Hal? Could that work? Idk too much about the green lanterns). Dan is undercover to investigate pools of corrupted ectoplasm that’s guarded by an assassin cult, and Dani is still traveling the world, not for pleasure, but for the Realms.

Dani doesn’t age. It’s a side effect of being a clone. She destabilized one to many times and now her ghost half won’t let her age so she won’t die.

Dani can’t exactly settle down in a city likes the others. She looks 12. And while her siblings would take care of her in a heartbeat, she needs to fill her obsession of history and adventure.

So, she starts hunting for old artifacts, especially the magic ones. It’s a great way to learn about history and get a sense of adventure.

She’s been doing this for a couple years, building a name for herself and she gotten very good. (Keep in mind she only looks 12, but she’s actually like 33 mentally and intellectually)

Eventually, she crosses paths with a bat while searching for an artifact. (Even better if its Duke. We need more Duke. Probably won’t work with Cass, we’ll use Duke for the prompt, but can be switched out)

Obviously, Duke is kinda confused as to why a 12 yo is going after a dangerous magic artifact in the middle of but-fuck nowhere and offers to take her to Gotham and drops her off there after taking the artifact.

Dani knows better, she was going to refuse, but the realized she could take this as a free ride. So she agrees.

The reach Gotham and go their separate ways, and Duke goes home immediately, didn’t even take the time to tell anyone about the girl. but when Duke is at home hanging with their civilian stepdad, Danny gets a call and says he’s inviting his younger sister over

Bruce: Jazz? Jazz is older that you

Danny: nope! I have another sister!

Everyone: ???

Bruce: how comes we never meet her?

Danny: you have! She was at the wedding! But you’ll see her again don’t worry! She doesn’t visit often so I’m excited!

They arrives, the bat opens the door and Dani walks in.

Danny: Dani!!

Dani: Danny!!

So people are confused, Duke is like omg my aunt is an artifact hunter?? while everyone else is like omg my aunt is younger than me??

Eventually, Danny opens her backpack and goes:

Dani: so I was in *insert random place in the middle of butt-fuck nowhere* and found this! *pulls out artifact* I thought you would like so I brought it for you!

Danny: aww, thanks Dani, you shouldn’t have

Duke, who put that artifact in the cave for study: 👁️👄👁️

And Dani gives them a wink.

Duke isn’t going to take that lying down and attempts to find out Dani’s secrets while shes thwarting him at every turn.

Dani stays at the manor for a while, but nobody believe Duke when he tries warning them of Dani, because Duke didn’t tell anyone about the artifact

Things become even more alarming when Danny also start thwarting him, despite not know the family secret. (Danny thinks that Duke is onto the family secret.)

Cue crack, angst, fluff, whatever your heart desires.

[dcxdpdabbles]

DCxDP idea: To Be Human Again

Danny had not been human for a long time. His home dimension had long since fallen. He lost his friends and family to old age, watched their descendants rise and fall in the same way, and witnessed his Earth come to an end.

When the cosmos erupted and took the solar system he knew and loved, Danny was oddly at peace with the end. He was no longer a Halfa but a full Spirit of the Stars. Solar flares ran through his veins rather than blood, stardust decorated his skin in gently kissed freckles, and his eyes held the swirling clouds of the cosmos.

Danny had not become a ghost. He had transformed into an Ancient, commanding the prophecies, fates, and endless opportunities that all living beings could experience in their lifetimes.

He flouted through his domain, witnessing battles between Lords of Choas and Order. Planets gain life and break apart. Endless time stretching from the graveities he weaves to flouting stones.

As time passes, his name begins to fade into legends and myths, and even the ghosts that once battled with him forget their time together. They, too, can age at a much slower rate, but change comes for them. He is present for Box Lunch's birth, but when he leaves to create light in the darkness, he misses her growing up. When he returns, Box Lunch does not know him, trembling in place as she bows low like her parents.

He stares at her, wondering what he found wrong with her, until he realizes she is a young adult. Were it not for his once evil timeline, he wouldn't have known her child form. He had missed it.

His gaze falls onto the much older pair of ghosts who call him by his new title. Neither Box Ghost nor Lunch Lady show any signs of remembering his name. They greet him with his title, and act as if though that is his identifier.

How many eons had it been since he last heard someone call him Phantom? Or even Danny?

"Lord Star Weaver?" Box Lunch stammers when the giant being only continues to stare. "Is something the matter?"

"Hmm," he considers her question, wondering if his realizations upset him. It's not that he was lonely or that he missed the sound of his name. But he has spent eons in a haze focusing on his work, and now it's almost as if he was waking from a dream.

Dreams....what did those feel like again?

"Tell me, Box Lunch, are there any portals to any living Earths?" His voice booms over the Realms, echoing as if they were a part of him. Maybe they were.

Danny had not sat on his throne since his elder sister breathed her last, but he still remembered the way the Infinite Realms changed on his whims. It's where he learned to weave stars. The young woman's ghost looked startled before she gestured vaguely to a path behind her.

"Yes, sir. I regularly use the anchored portal to visit the local Earth. It's where my father was born before his death."

Danny looks down at Box Ghost before leaning toward Box Lunch's height. She is no bigger than his pupils, and she seems frozen in terror as his eyes glow with hunger. "Show me," he says.

Her parents make strangling noises, but they wouldn't dare speak against the King and Ancient of creation. They send their daughter worried tight smiles but encourage her to lead the Star Waver to the portal.

She flights for a solid hour, his large form sending every ghost into hiding as he passes. Despite not having a living heart, he knows that it beats a mile a minute within her chest as her glow flickers in uncertainty.

They arrive at the portal, a swirling green pool resting in the open mouth of a mechanical jester. Danny thinks it looks like the building of an amusement park. He remember going to one once with Sam. This had been the Funhouse, filled to the brim with trick mirrors.

The memory causes him to smile.

Lunch Box nervously moves her hands one after another, bowing at the waist and stepping to the side so Danny can consider the portal. He is much larger than the building and doubts his foot would fit inside the portal.

He should change his form.

"Here it is, Lord Star Weaver, the portal to the human-AGHHHH!" Box Lunch's words fade into a scream as two bright rings of light form around the Ancient. Fearing she had offended the being and he was planning on retaliating, she flings herself to the ground before the portal, begging for her existence.

"I will do anything!" She cries, head pressing against the glowing green stone underneath her. "Mercy, please, Lord Star Weaver."

"Anything? Then you shall be my guide in the new Earth, " a human voice says. Shocked, she raises her head only to see that the Ancient has vanished and that a human teenager with soft fluffy hair, big baby blue eyes, and the most innocent demeanor is staring back at her.

Were it not for the soul she could feel carefully folded up inside him, she would have thought him a human who stumbled through the portal.

"My....Lord?" she dares to ask, and she's rewarded with a soft smile. Honestly, the human body the Star Weaver has chosen is an odd one. It looks like a strong gust of wind could knock him over.

"Yes. Where does this portal lead?"

"Gotham," She shutters out, "The city within the United States of Earth. This portal is in te middle of a human outlaw named Joker, but humans there aren't able to see us very well so he never bothers me."

"Gotham" Danny rolls the name on his human tongue, tasting it as the sound vibrates through his bones and his heart. It's been so long since he last felt this alive, and if that was what the name could do, who knows what the city could bring him. "What a wonderful place to get lost in, don't you agree, big sister?"

"Um...I beg your pardon?" Lunch Box blinks, but he shifts her fate with a snap of his fingers. Since she had never been alive, having been a Realms born, Danny has control of her guiding star. He moved it for one that belonged to a version of herself born in the human world.

Lunch Box's body shifts into flesh and blood. Her draw drops as she stares at her human hands. Danny grins. "I'm Danny Fenotn, moving to Gotham with my older sister. Adopted, of course. Who might you be?"

She looks at him with horror and heartbreak, but what leaves her mouth is only three words: "I'm Della Fenton."

"Della." He repeats the name, nodding his head and smiling. "It's lovely."

"It was my mother's Earth name before her death, " she says in a daze, and Danny smiles, striding into the portal without a second glance.

"Come on, Della, I want to see our new home."

He steps into the portal, while she can only look out over the Realms that no longer whisper and speak to her. How could it? She was no longer a ghost. She silently apologizes to her parents, who would likely be waiting at their haunt for her, and turns away from the only home she's ever known.

She can not afford to anger the Star Weaver. If he can breathe life into her with a mere snap of her fingers, she fears what he can do to take it away.

On the other side of the portal Della finds that her King has been caught by humans, who have tied him up to a chair and a snickering clown waved a knife in his face.

His gentle smile did not leave his face even as the Joker sliced two thin lines on his cheek.

"Della" Danny calls never taking his eyes off the clown. "Is this the outlaw you spoke of?"

Human goons swarm her. She is shocked to find that they can touch her as she is thrown on the ground, only to remember she is now human. The dull ache in her chin is her new reality.

"Yes. That's the Joker," She says after getting her wits about her. One of the goons presses the heel of his foot on top of her head, slamming her back to the ground and breaking her nose. A scatter of snickers echoes through the room as Joker loudly cackles.

"That's right, little boy. I'm the Joker, and this is my Fun House. What were you two doing sneaking about here uninvited?"

There are teeth in the Star Weaver's answer, and she shivers in place, wondering how she will survive him. "Oh, I just felt like star gazing. Say, did you know your guiding star is becoming dim?"

[stars-obsession-pit]

Danny’s human body is always in perfect health when he transforms back into it, healing any injuries he had before he transformed.

Thus he can essentially ignore all the damage he takes in his human form and just reset it later once he’s out of sight.

Which is incredibly concerning to anyone who happens to see him fighting (especially heroes who know exactly how severe those wounds are)…

[deadsetobsessions]

Edit: Holy moly, just checked the notes and the argument is not it, at all. Please do not bring that energy (and name calling) to my posts.

DCxDP Prompt.

Danny knew a lot of immortals and near immortals. Not that he knew, of course, because other than the time traveling nonsense, he always stayed in Amity. He saved a lot of said immortals too.

Three months after he moved to Gotham, a bunch of assassins were trying to wreak havoc on the city. Danny flew around to help his new friend, Red Robin. When he landed on the roof top where Tim was facing down the Demon’s Head, neither of them expected the Demon’s Head to stop his attacks and blurt out a surprised, “Danyal?”

Tim, instantly on guard, asked, “How do you know Danny, Ra’s?”

Danny straightened. “Oh my Ancients. You’re the bratty kid with the stick! Ra’s al Ghul!”

“I can not believe I owe someone like you a life debt.”

[mossycobblestonewrites]

DC X DP PROMPT #10

Danny has a bit of an issue, he's stopped aging completely. It was fine in high school where anyone would believe in malnourishment as an excuse. But now? When he is supposed to be a 37-year-old man? This got old the second he turned 21. It's not like anyone would believe him.

So what does Danny do? He marches himself to Gotham, where he assumes people wouldn't question a supposed 15-17-year-old trying to work. Does it hinder his career goals and life aspirations? ABSOLUTELY! Not much he can do about it though!

Danny tries to lay low, but Fenton Luck strikes! Now he gets to convince the local heroes that he is a TOTALLY NORMAL kid, not at all a low-key immortal.

[little-pondhead]

Day 6: Immortal AU

“We’ll always wait for you.”

Hey, if Sam and Tucker become liminal, would that mean they bond with Amity Park as their haunt, and can no longer leave after death? Would Danny have to visit their graves in an empty field that once used to be a town a hundred years ago?

Would Danny’s power be the only thing keeping the memory of his friends alive, since there’s no one else to care for their only tether to the world?

[luxuki-1]

quote from The Umbrella Academy (Five)

I feel like that Danny would be a lot like Five (except probably less murderous) in an Immortal AU- I'm just sayin'

[emacrow]

The Watchtower found a enormous floating crystallized casket in space. Part 1

And the corpses unside still has a heart beat...

When danny became the ghost king, as a precaution in cause the Disband GIW were to find his dead body and possibly desecrated and dissect it. He had put plans to send his corpse into the middle of space of another dimension for safekeeping until later. Frostbite help made a special casket large enough as he had told Danny that his corpse body will grow into his true form.

He gotten help from the ghostly arachnids to make the finest silk clothes for his corpse along with extinct flowers across the ghostzone. That even got Dani and Dan wanted to leave their corpses with danny for safekeeping and to keep him company.

That was literally eon ago in time in Danny's dimension timeline..

Only until the casket bumped into watchtower.

There was three bodies whom seem to be sleeping in a cuddle like pile, holding each other hands. A white hair man, a teenage boy and a young girl wearing royal like silk clothes, floating aurora like crowns on their heads, and flowers extinct yet still thriving in the casket as they remain blooming.

Only for superman to say something that made everyone panic a bit.

"One of them has a very slow heart beat.."

[unhingedreblogging]

Danny doesn't understand normal human behavior anymore.

It's been a few years since The Accident and he's just about to graduate from Casper High. He doesn't realize he's been acting less and less human, neither have Sam or Tucker because they're acting almost the same.

They don't always breathe, they don't always blink, they don't always eat, they don't always drink, they're too quiet, they're too still, the air is always cold around them, or smells of a forest, or of solder melting. It takes a while for anyone to notice, but they never point it out.

This is just a fact of life in Amity Park, The Trio are oddities, and it's best to not point it out to anyone else, let them discover it on their own. It's better that way.

[the-scarecrow-of-aus]

Dating life of an immortal teen

Jazz developed a liminal gift around the time of dannys accident due to exposure.

She starts to suspect since she hasn't grown as much since she was 17, it was so subtle barely anybody noticed: jazz has the gift of longevity and is not ageing as fast.

Unfortunately her parents were among the small number that started to notice and she had to leave 'for college' before they tried any 'experiments' on her (they were always far too quick in suspecting jazz of being a ghost).

So started the continually cycling aliases of Jazz [no last name given] as she tried to live her life travelling around the country.

Occasionally she would meet someone and be happily in their life for a while, before having to move again (either forced or scheduled)

Her secret finally comes out when one of her early ex's recognises her in a photo with their younger co-worker... who then realises another co-worker is also an ex... until most of the group realise they've dated her at one point in their lives... then it gets noticed by their sister organisation who also recognise her.

Now anywhere else this could be humorous except these are no ordinary coworkers...

They're hero's.

Jazz has accidentally been 'Dating' her way through a large chunk of the the justice leagues civilian identities all across america and the world! (Not to mention JL: Dark) she has no idea they were hero's only that they were charming and she was lonely.

now the paranoid members (eg. Batman, the Question, Constantine, wonder woman) are worried she was preying on them and need to investigate.

[yukurie]

So I haven’t seen many dpxdc fics or prompts about the teen titans which I feel is a huge missed opportunity, I’ve seen a few with raven like “she’s his niece” or something like that but what about one where he has to do a double take?

Danny has been king for a long time and due to his half dead kingly status hasn’t visibly aged a day since his death, it’s been decades maybe even a century since the last person he grew up with passed: Jazz had given his hand one more squeeze and a sad smile before passing on to her afterlife, Tucker had told him a dumb joke then proceeded to laugh about it till he passed, Sam, oh Sam went kicking and screaming: unlike the other two who avoided looking in his eyes she looked at him and saw the loneliness and sadness in his eyes, his eyes that hadn’t aged a day as she laid on her deathbed of old age, despite her anger at leaving him alone she too did not leave a ghost behind. Danny still had Dani but her obsession of freedom kept her out and about more often than not exploring different worlds, dimensions, and planes of existence leaving Danny alone save for the full ghosts.

Danny for some reason is summoned whether by the titans themselves or by someone else and the titans just happen to be there is irrelevant but they are there and Danny sees them. He knows they aren’t them, he knows they barely even look or seem even partially like them but when he sees Starfire, Cyborg, and Raven for a split second he sees Jazz, Tucker, and Sam

I like the idea of a story like this where Danny sees people who are practically nothing like his long dead friends and sister but are just enough like them to make him do a double take and make his eyes that have likely hardened or filled with loneliness soften even if only briefly