#jazz is traumatized

[bloggerspam]

First of all this was uncalled for /j

Second of all, the amount of shenanigans all of these would give...

It's meant to be open ended (as is my style) so all of these could be possible. But might i interest you in the hottest of all takes:

Jazz is just a college girl.

It's the "Danny's just some dude" but make it Jazz. Shes just some college girl, with a Ghost King brother, and whacky array of ghost friends that visit like once every 6 months, but she herself? she's just kool-aid man stronk like her dad. thats it. she eats breakfast lunch AND dinner, goes to therapy, gets a strong GPA. She'll sometimes helps her family out (good parents drs fentons for once!) but on the whole? she gets coffee with her classmates every tuesday. takes a HIT class. knits on sundays. she rarely even gets caught up in things, fenton luck is truly only applicable to danny.

Also, I'm thinking that she does decide to go to Gotham U, actually, because if Batman's going to be monitoring her she might as well make it easy for him. She's thoughtful like that.

She also wants to see if she'll get kidnapped again. Bigger sample size. She wont make it easy on them, dont get her wrong, but it would be nice to compare is all shes saying!!

this is POSITIVE PROOF that it's not just me. Ya'll are menaces! Phandom phlavor dictates the angst!!!

Also, @void-of-unparalled-chaos RUDE!!! Rude!!! All of you!! i almost dont want to tell you to call me mimi now. but if chaos can then you might as well. but youre on thin ice, im telllin you

Two Sentence DC x DP prompts

Ellie joins the Justice League, when there is an attack from an enemy that none of them can handle. Ellie uses her last resort and calls her dad.

Damian dies and his big brother knows. Danny finds Damian in hell and rescues him from the depths.

Jazz gets kidnapped by cultists who want to summon the Ghost King. The Bats are confused af when Jazz laughs in the cultists' faces.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 297

“I feel like we should be concerned about Tim.” 

“Honestly we should always be concerned about him, but what made you realize it this time?” 

“Have you seen his search history- wait no you haven’t you haven’t been in the cave all day, look at this-”

“...'Is it legal to adopt the ghost of a kid? Can someone call CPS on a family’s ghost? How to take care of ghosts 101? How do you get a ghost of a child to not be scared? What to do if you find ghost children in your home? What the fuck…?” 

“Exactly, I think he needs an intervention.” 

Or in other words, after getting thrown into another dimension thanks to the GIW destroying most of Amity, a trio of ghost children decide to crash in this seemingly abandoned apartment building. No one seems to live here anyway… Tim Drake on the other hand, gets a notification that there’s someone in his main safehouse that he might’ve slightly forgotten about thanks to having his house-boat now, and sees a trio of starved looking ghost kids

[darkeneddawning]

Escaped clone au

You know all those fics where Danny and Damian are twins but everyone first assumes Danny must be a clone? How about an au where Danny is Damian's clone who escaped the League after he was assumed dead. Damian could even have been the one to have "killed" him, back when Danny was a newly created, fully brainwashed clone minion and trying to kill Damian himself.

Danny gets adopted by the Fentons and canon goes on as normal, until Dan. Witnessing what would happen to the world should he turn evil really drove home to Danny how dangerous he is.

Even if he was confident he could be trusted with his absurd amount of power (which he isn't), what if the League of Assassins found out about him? Does he still have programming triggers from his evil assassin clone conditioning?

So, Danny does the responsible thing: he goes to Batman to turn himself in.

Cue Danny showing up on Bruce's doorstep with ghost hunting equipment, intel on the afterlife, and an almost unbelievable backstory. Somehow he still managed to be more well-adjusted than Damian.

More thoughts under the read more

Here's how I'm thinking Danny leaving the League went down:

After surviving his wounds but failing his mission, Danny (then an unnamed potential Damian replacement) knew there was no point in returning to the League. As a failure, he was meant to be disposed of. He even thought of simply allowing himself to perish, since that was what the League would do.

But he couldn't help but feel as though that would be a waste of a resource. Surely he could be of more use to the League alive than dead?

That tiny bit of rebellious logic is what caused Danny to go into hiding, only living on based on the off chance he would find opportunities to further the League's goals. Obviously, that mentality didn't last long after being exposed to the real world and meeting one Jazz Fenton.

Being adopted by the Fentons was the best cover Danny could have asked for, since any odd behavior he couldn't hide while he was learning how to be "normal" was totally overshadowed by the sheer bizarre eccentricity of his new parents. He was still the neighborhood weird kid, but even that was a major upgrade from disposable tool, so Danny considered it a win.

Anyway, if anyone likes this idea, please feel free to have at it! Interpret it as you please :)

[dclovesdanny]

DC XDP prompt

OK, I made a similar prompt to this one for dead on Main earlier, but I want to slightly change it up

Demon twins AU where Danny was sent to the Fenton by Talia, so that Ra’s could not kill him. He and Damian both believed the other two be dead until about age 16, when they meet due to the justice league summoning Danny.

They did the whole reconciliation thing, but the world ended up going into chaos. The GIW destroyed part of the portal, damaging Danny’s grave, and causing him to go into something similar to shock, severely weakening his powers. The league of assassins also made a mess of things, and now Danny and Damian are the only members of the family who are still able to fight. Damian has just sustained a massive injury on his side, and Danny is getting sick the longer he goes without good ectoplasm, becoming almost feral.

Clockwork offers them a deal to go back, but their bodies will carry over all injuries, including Danny being half dead. They will also have to destroy the Lazarus pits, (in this AU, the pits are a natural portal that was forcibly anchored, making it very toxic ectoplasm, similar to mold and poison.) 

They accept, and Danny and Damian wake up. Danny wakes up alone in his room at 10 years old, and Damian wakes up in his bedroom first tonight he ever spent with the Wayne’s.

The problem, is that Jazz finds her brother crying in his bedroom, with lots of scars, and his eyes glowing green. She is trying to calm her adoptive brother down as he cries in her arms, but she can hear her parents downstairs talking about the portal flickering, and has a sinking feeling in her chest.

In Manor, Alfred has gone to wake up the new master Damian, only to find him staring out the window as he bandages an injury on his side that seems to have not been treated before. The angry boy from last night seems to be gone, and his place is a scared child, one who immediately goes into a defensive position when he notices someone entering, before calming when seeing it was only him.

[anonymous-existences]

DCXDP prompt : 4? 5? Whatever.

Yk how we all collectively at some point in our minds Killed Amity Park and made Danny get Adopted by the Wayne's? You can't deny. Anyways this is not that— the only thing here is the Danny gets adopted by the Wayne's part with little additions.

Danny Fenton's Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton going to Jail for Obvious Child Neglect & Attempted Murder + Child Abuse(Vivisecting Danny). Danny and Jasmine are far too young for this. Dan and Dani are de-aged and are acting like Danny's Twin(Dan) and little sister ofcourse. It depends if Dan is there, cuz in most of my AUs he's redeemed but that's not the same for everyone.

Ages:

Dani : 7-8

Danny : 15

Dan : 15

Jazz : 17

Anyways Imma just...

Imma start this with a chapter like prompt because I don't know much on how to actually make a descriptive prompt and more of a go with the flow type of— yeah imma just write:

Danny held onto Jazz's arm as if it was his last line of Sanity, he hasn't been able to sleep due to nightmares of Jack and Maddie's Cruelty, Understandably enough Jazz had Danny in her lap clutched to her chest in her arms. Her Gaze hard and serious, ready to defend and talk without mercy to whoever talks to her that she didn't trust. Apparently Jack had a distant cousin, Bruce Wayne assigned as a God Father as well.

Jazz held onto Danny's hands sharing her warmth that contrasted to the cold temperate of Danny's body. He buried himself further into her chest yearning for more of her warmth shutting out the noises he's hearing as they sat in the courtroom. The judge soon in between the two billionaires, Vlad Masters and Bruce Wayne, the Judge asks softly, with their gentle voice to Jazz.

Jazz looks up her hardened gaze that seemed frantic and anxious immediately softening upon looking up at the trusted adult, "Tell me Jasmine, I will give you the option to choose." The judge finally says, "But—" Vlad tried to protest but was immediately shut down. Dan shifted uncomfortably and holding onto Danny and Jazz's arm desperately, also anxious. He does not want to be with Vlad. Dani was in his lap also trembling. The siblings are all anxious and Jazz is the only one they could trust to make the decision.

Dan looked up at Jazz, her eyes tainted with darkened eye-bags due to nightmares as well but she's staying strong for her baby siblings. ".... I choose the safest option..." Jazz started with a sigh, looking down for a moment at Danny who looked exhausted and reliant to Jazz's warmth. "I choose Bruce Wayne." She looked up with a determined gaze at Bruce and the Judge. "JASMINE—". Vlad started to protest and whipping his head to Jazz's seat.

Jazz felt, Dan and Dani flinch, Jazz grit her teeth, "Shut up Vladimir Masters. You are not gonna be me and my sibling's guardian. Never in my life will I let that happen." She breathes out, despite her form trembling a trusted adult placed their hand on Jazz's shoulder allowing jazz to relax knowing she and her siblings are protected. "Very Well." The judge merely says hitting the Gavel made of hardwood on the sound-block placed on the judge's table hence announcing the final decision.

It all went too fast, well too fast for the Fenton's to now new adopted Wayne Siblings, Danny and Dan stuck close to each other, Danny was exhausted and they could all tell by his constant groaning and almost accidentally scratching his not yet healed stitches especially the Scar of his attempted Vivisection. "Shhh...." Jazz just kisses Danny's hair and made them all lean on her body, Dan's Head on Jazz's Lap, Dani in Danny's Lap and Danny's head resting on Jazz's shoulder on the backseat of the car.

Jasmine Jade Fenton, now Jasmine Jade Wayne sighed in relief, feeling her body relax. She eyes the rearview mirror and saw Bruce who was driving them personally, His eyes was soft, a gaze that could only mean care and worry. Jazz stiffened for a moment and analyzed Bruce's Current body language, She could tell he was relieved. She guesses that being able to understand his emotions quite literally is being part of her liminality, being somewhat of an empath helps her understand other's emotions quickly.

"Hey... You guys comfortable back there...?" Bruce softly asked and Jazz nodded and smiled. "Yes... Thank you... Uhm... Sir Wayne." She responds, the hardness of her tone now long relieved as she's successfully kept her family away from Vlad. "Just call me Bruce.." Bruce smiled back and Jazz nodded with appreciation.

Jazz looked down over to her siblings, all fast asleep as they could finally relax their bodies. 'I won't let anyone hurt any of you...' she thinks to herself, tears welling softly down her cheeks. Quickly she wipes them off before Bruce could notice, she took a deep breathe and quivered slightly at the thought of the future.

[End of Prompt(?)]

Edit/Additional:Sam and Tucker are alive, AMITY is alive and ghosts are now in JL tracker but they've become much more peaceful and cooperative and refusing to state who their king is due to his request of "Animosity" (Danny? Or Dan— or Clockwork as a Ghost King Proxy)

I'm someone who adds Dash/Danny ship but here idgf— Sam helps Danny and the others adjust to Gotham(I'm thinking of my HC where she's actually a Gothamite) and Tucker being Tucker, the Tech Geek, emotional support and absolutely loves his PDA

That's all I could think of! This is probably an angsty type of healing, Identity Reveals, Found Family. Hurt/Comfort, angst with a happy ending(?), Familial Love/Platonic Love. :33 have fun with this prompt!

Please tag me if anyone finds a fic like this or someone writes a fic of this! >:33

[racke7]

De-aged and injured Danny

Danny is found out by his parents. They don't take it well.

Clockwork is very upset about this, because he'd gambled on almost-certain odds of them being chill about it. So now he has to run damage-control before this very unlikely time-line goes even further off the deep end.

Unfortunately, Danny needs to be in the living world, not the Infinite Realms. Which means that Clockwork needs to put Danny somewhere safe. Somewhere where nobody will find him.

And double-unfortunately, the only place that remotely fits this bill is to contact Lady Gotham.

City-spirits aren't... super-reliable. They're Neverborns who very very rarely consider "humanoid shapes" worth figuring out. So they just kind of... exist. An ectoplasmic presence that's undeniable, but also extremely difficult to have a conversation with.

Thankfully, Lady Gotham is (for all of her... quirks) generally very hero-aligned. Which is why she's the best one to ask for sanctuary for Danny.

Danny who Clockwork de-aged as a way to "limit his injuries" of being vivisected.

Lady Gotham agrees, but she only has one "safe place" to put him. And her Knight is a little bit too paranoid for her to just dump an injured child in his lair, without causing more trouble than it's worth.

But it's hardly a difficult thing, to arrange a few things, and place Danny in a spot where his injuries will cause her Knight to hurry to his aid.

Such as... in a room filled with medical equipment, right next door to where Joker has just lost a fight with Batman.

Things escalate somewhat when Batman finds him and makes some assumptions about what Joker has been up to. Tempers run a bit high, someone loses a few extra teeth, someone else has to physically drag Bruce off Joker's body before he beats him to death, and the Joker considers the whole thing a grand old laugh (he has no idea what's going on, but it sure pissed off Batty, and that's always a treat).

Of course, the Batfam has to actually investigate the scene, evacuate Danny, give Danny medical aid, and then also ask Danny about what happened.

Danny wakes up and is very confused about a lot of things.

He's no longer being vivisected. Great. Love that part.

He's somewhere he doesn't recognize (the Batcave). Could be good, could be bad. At least the bed is pretty nice?

He's very small. This feels like a personal attack. He might not have gotten a good growth-spurt yet, but taking away what he had is cruel and unusual.

And there's a weirdo in an... armored bat-costume? Who isn't setting off his ghost-sense? What the hell kind of "normal" person wears something like that?

Still, Danny does answer the questions that Batman asks him, because... well, there's a green post-it-note in his pocket that says he shouldn't lie.

So Danny tells Batman about his parents cutting him up "for science". And Batman hears that the Joker somehow managed to hire two mad scientists who (upon the tiniest bit of suggestion from the Joker, who'd definitely seen the similarities between Danny and Jason and thought it would be a "funny prank") had leapt at the opportunity to vivisect their own son.

This is definitely worrying, because from the phrasing, they'd been "wanting to do it for a long time". And considering Danny's slow heartbeat and low body-temperature? They'd been wanting to do it because he was a meta.

So, somewhere out there (the Bats had found no trace of the two) were two deranged lunatics who wanted to cut open metas to "see how they worked".

Batman does the very reasonable thing and actually contacts the rest of the Justice League with their descriptions, just in case they'd managed to leave Gotham before the Bats had tracked them down.

[minty364]

DPXDC Prompt #58 Part 4

The living room and kitchen were deserted, neither Danny nor Jazz expected anyone as it was normal for their parents to essentially live in the basement only coming up for meals once or twice a month to ‘eat as a family’, these would consist mostly of fast food as no one trusted anything cooked in their kitchen.

They shared a glance as they opened the basement door and headed down. The dimly lit basement held the giant hole in the wall, the so-called portal, a massive metal spectacle with wires and interconnected circuitry met together to create an unholy abomination of science. Or at least that’s what Jazz called it once when they were in her room venting about the situation. 

“JAZZ!! DANNY!!” their overzealous father yelled as he bounded over.

Their mom walked over too, seeming to be happy for their return, “your father and I could barely contain our excitement all day!! Go on put on your hazmat suits.” their mom gestured over to the lockers that held the suits. Both of their parents' lockers tended to be quite empty since they practically lived in them, to the point where they had several copies of the same suits that they’d wash and reuse. Danny and Jazz only had the ones, Jazz had a nice dark violet color with black gloves and boots. Danny had black gloves and boots too but his was white to make it look like he was an astronaut, something that he had mixed feelings on. Both of these used to have a giant picture of Jack’s head on it but it was quickly removed by both siblings. 

They quickly put the suits on over their uniforms and joined their parents behind some glass near the portal. It wasn’t closed off or anything and Danny didn’t think it would be able to prevent something like an explosion from charing all of them but it’s hard to have faith in parents who've missed so much because of the stupid portal, or at least that’s how Danny felt. 

Jazz and Danny huddled together behind their parents as their mom did some final checks on a clipboard, “alrighty we should be all good, Hun you ready to throw the switch?” their mom asked their dad. “As ready as I’ll ever be!” Jack yelled as he threw down the switch.

…

A few sparks erupted from the portal but other than that nothing happened. 

Their dad, frustrated at this angrily tried turning it off and on again but nothing but another smaller spark and then truly nothing. 

Another low frustrated growl left their dad as he and mom walked back up the steps, “alright I’m taking a break.” Jack said, almost defeated, sounding, “I’m sorry but I really thought we had it this time.”

“Oh come on, Jack, let’s go out, I’m sure the kids were probably going over to the Wayne’s again anyways. Let’s go out and have a fun night then sleep on it.” their mom said, patting dad on the shoulder. They shared a fond look and then went upstairs probably to get ready. 

Danny and Jazz stood at the bottom of the stairs and shared a look.

“They gave up too fast again…” Jazz noted.

“I guess, what do we do now?” Danny asked.

“I’m still a little curious about the portal but I don’t want to keep Damian, Tim or Alfred waiting,” Jazz said with a hand on her cheek.

“We could invite them in, I know we haven’t before but maybe Tim would know how to get it working, he is pretty good with technology.” Danny reasoned. Neither of them really wanted to involve the Wayne’s in their family’s shenanigans but at this point they were all friends and Damian and Tim were bound to find out how weird their family was at some point anyways.

Jazz stood there seeming to think things over before she nodded, “alright I trust your judgment but we’ll have to be careful okay?” 

Danny smiled at her, “of course, what’s the worst that could happen?” 

This is what led to the four of them standing at the bottom of the stairs. Their parents had left about an hour ago. Danny and Jazz were still in their suits with Tim without one and made to sit with Jazz behind the glass and Damian and Danny planning to explore the actual tube.

“I don’t want to chance you getting hurt,” he said to her as he made her stand next to Tim.

Damian and Danny shared a look and nodded before heading into the tube. 

They looked around for a while but didn’t see much besides the interconnected wires on the floor of the lab. Damian took the right side while Danny took the left. They worked their way up and down the tube. Damian was a little ahead of Danny on their way out. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary.

When they were almost out Danny lost his footing, his hand flying out in front of him. A soft click was heard and time seemed to crawl to a stand still.

Danny couldn’t stand the thought of his friend getting hurt because of him and he felt a rush of adrenaline. He ran as he felt a swirl of energy and electricity surround his body. 

“DANNY!! DAMIAN!!” he heard both Tim and Jazz shout as he reached Damian who was at the mouth of the portal.

A quick shove was all it took to get Damian, who had turned towards him at the sound of the shout, out of the portal. 

“DANIEL!!” he heard Damian shout as the portal activated on top of him, surrounding his body with swirling green.

Blinding pain shot through Danny, feeling as if he was being torn apart and put back together again and again.

He figured he was dying but at least he could protect those he cared about. He was able to shove Damian out of the portal in time, and Tim and Jazz were safely behind the blast glass.

He wouldn’t ever be able to fly among the stars as an astronaut but he was able to protect. His family and friends were safe and that’s all that mattered. 

He could allow himself to succumb to the darkness as the electricity and pain consumed him whole.

[fauvester]

nicktoonsunite's tigerghost haunting my brain

[spacedace]

Me: huh I've really been putting everyone in Business of Family through it, especially Jazz

Me: I should give her a break. Actually this is a great time to have her meet Dick so they can start becoming BFFs!

Me: *Gives Jazz a small mental break down and has Dick almost run her over with his car*

Me: hmm that's not quite right

Me: *covers Jazz in blood*

Me: Ah, there we go. Much better! 😃

[schrodingers-deadbitch]

I've decided to write an actual story based very loosely on my first two post because I'm almost finished all my exams then after that I'm technically finished with school and I'll have a lot of time on my hands so... Enjoy?

Yeah enjoy.

Half A Corpse

Prologue/Summary

There are only a few things Danny could remember from before his life as Daniel Fenton. One of those things would be his real name.

Not that ‘Daniel Fenton’ wasn't his real name, it was. It was given to him by his parents (sister), recognized by the law, and known by everyone else around him. It's the name that he calls himself everyday. It's the name that he claimed and grew into. The name that he chose. His name is Daniel Fenton. But it wasn't his true name.

His true name, a name given to him long ago by a mother who he has long since forgotten. A name being called out by a distant voice filled with both joy and malice. A name that brought him mostly pain but also comfort. A name that, despite how long it has been, still rolls off of his tongue with so much ease. A name that tasted of the sweetest honey and the most deadly of poisons simultaneously. His true name is Danyal Al Ghul.

***

There are a lot of things Danny could remember from his life as Daniel Fenton. A lot of it was either failing English (or just school in general), or fighting ghosts. Some of it is hanging out with his sister and his best friends, (sometimes like actual kids!).

Majority of it was just him hiding. From the GIW or his parents? He didn't know. Most of it was just him protecting. Ghost or human? It didn't matter. It was always just him, alone in his room, in the dead of night. Doing what? Patching up himself after a long night of ‘patrol’; his homework still in his bag. Long forgotten. Why didn't he do it? He was ‘saving it for another day’.

Daniel could remember pain. So much pain.

He didn't remember how it happened. He didn't want to remember how it happened or what had happened. He didn't want to remember anything. He just wanted to forget it all and pretend it never happened. He wants to forget the pain. He wants to forget everything.

He wants to forget.

He wants to forget.

He wanTS TO FORGET!

HE WANTS TO FORGET!

HE WANTS TO FORGET!!!

He forgot. What happened?

***

His name is Daniel Nightingale. Danny for short. He recently moved to Gotham with his siblings and with the help of his best friends.

His parents? They're dead.

He doesn't remember much from before moving to Gotham but that's ok. He's got a feeling that that's a good thing.

What he thinks isn't a good thing are the leather clad furries and the rich kids who had taken an interested in him and his family. Especially the ones with familiar faces.

[heretherebedork]

Tiny Boy just wants to be Creative and will, in fact, risk being haunted for the chance to play.

Tiny Boy did not realize he was also risking Serious Physical Harm to do so.

Tiny Boy willing to risk both Haunting and Serious Physical Harm in order to play jazz music.

Tiny Boy says Right Words to save himself without even knowing.

Tiny Boy is gonna change everyone around him.

[ai-higurashi]

Welp, mark her down as scared AND horny

[puppetmaster13u]

Still Thinkin of Yokai Amity

Y'know, where all of Amity have pretty much become yokai creatures. I might be weak for Japanese mythology and cryptids. Or really all mythology and cryptids, but Japan has a lot and it's near never-ending meaning it's fun to continue discovering and learning stuff. But anyway!

Amity Park, practically empty of humans now. Not even following the usual rule that things do thanks to how malleable ecto is. Along with how a form usually depends on ones own thoughts, feelings, and Core.

But anyway, Amity? Kind of having some trouble now that, again, no one there counts as human. Visibly so. Which, yeah the GIW is sort of incompetent, but it's also kind of... not?

Let them reiterate, individually or even in pairs, they can easily deal with the Guys in White. Heck, even a small battalion is easy enough- but they have... a lot of people. And the backing of the government. So.

Plan B? Escape. Where to?

Well, see, they've all had to interact more with the Realms, not to mention that well, the entire town was pulled into it at one point. Which was how everyone got that last bit of ecto to push the transformations from contaminated to Liminal.

Which means? Time to escape through the Realms to somewhere, maybe even somewhen else. But they also can't stay in the Realms indefinitely. Because even with their own Cores, most of them are still Living.

But they also can't agree on a World to settle down in, not with how they're still wary of reactions. So what's a city to do?

Why, pop into multiple worlds of course. A wandering city, the entrance shifting through gates and alleys and doorways that appears through time and space.

Sometimes another haunted being finds their way through, sometimes they visit one dimension more than another- sometimes they leave one behind forever. But tales still spread of the wandering city that flickers through existence.

[vala-dreams]

Daniel Masters AU

So this is brought to you by a fever dream at 6 in the morning. In this au, one Vlad Plasmius partakes in the noble and completely not illegal act of cradle robbing. And by cradle robbing I mean kidnapping toddler Danny because he is a batty old ghost with a family obsession and no morals. (I've decided to change his obsession from maddie to family. No I don't take criticism)

Vlad kidnaps Danny with the intention of turning him into a halfa too.......the only problem is that the portal he's trying to make isn't functional. yet. So in the meanwhile he's gotta juggle making the portal and taking care of Danny in his Wisconsin manor.

This leads to many shenanigans, sleepless and tired Vlad who has no idea how to take care of children + one baby Danny = c h a o s

A year passes by and finally, the portal is up and working and the big moment finally comes. Vlad places Danny as gently as he can, into the portal and turns it on.

.

Except he doesn't.

He can't

Because all he can see as his index finger hovers over the button are cold linoleum tiles of a hospital. Harsh florescence of lights overhead. Faces of people he doesn't know, covered by surgical masks. All he can hear are the squeaking of stretcher wheels, the beeping of monitors, muffled voices he cannot understand.

All he can feel is fire.

....

The next thing he knows, little Daniel is in his arms again.

His feet are lead, unmoving. His arms are steel, wrapped securely around Daniel's still slumbering form. And that's how they stay all afternoon, in front of the empty portal.

Thats fine. In the end, he cannot do it. That's fine. Daniel doesn't have to be a halfa to be his son. Little badger was his the moment he was born. Jack would never be a factor. Maddie would never be a factor. They wouldn't even be in the equation.

(And isn't that exactly what they deserve? They left him. They left him to burn and they never looked back they laughed as fire licked at his heels they left him they left him they lef-)

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They never figured out what happened to their Danny. Years and years of missing posters and sleepless nights and tears and research– it was like he never existed.

The only clue to what might've happened to their boy was a single splatter of ectoplasm on the floor

They would find their son. Or they would die trying.

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One fine sunday night, one Daniel Masters stumbles into a secret basement in his house.

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There's gonna be updates on this cayse I'm sleep deprived rn and it's not as well written as I wish it could be.

This started out as crack and kinda got serious and I'd like ro establish that Vlad isn't going to be a "good" character. He is narcissistic, self serving, controlling and deliberately keeps things from Danny. He basically just ignores the fact that he stole Danny and tries to convince himself that Danny is his. His ghostly nature only makes it worse.

However, he does genuinely love Danny. Not when he first kidnapped him, at that time he only cared about hurting jack and maddie and fulfilling his family obsession. But over the course of the year he spends with Danny, he starts to care for him. Their relationship will eventually be fixed. It'll probably never be okay but Vlad will do anything it takes for him to not hurt Danny anymore. He will find a way to be better. And even if no amount of apologies will make up for what he did, he will still apologize.

The Fentons aren't going to be good either. They have very fixed views on ghosts and it's only increased due to the cradle robbing. They are even more ruthless and cold. They throw themselves into their research even more. Danny is absolutely terrified of them. And they're completely convinced that Danny stole their kid. (Will elaborate later) But they too will learn eventually.

Jazz grows up with her parents constantly working on their ghost research and projects, and she doesn't really believe in it. She grows up with the faint memory of a brother she doesn't know. And even though he parents love her, she wishes that they could let go.

Sam and Tucker will be explored in later posts

@little-pondhead I did a thing

[problematicbots]

Winged Sentinel au: Snippet 5: Datapads

Jetstorm found himself in an endless dim hallway of mist walking around aimlessly and hearing whispers from faceless mechs standing in a straight line against a wall whispering to each other. However, it was loud enough for Jetstorm to hear.

“there no escape “ the faceless mechs whispered to each other union together “there no escape”

Jetstorm dashes into a run, trying to get away from all the faceless mechs, yet their whispers keep growing louder until he spots Jetfire in front of an unmarked grave, and suddenly, his brother turns around with rage on his faceplate.

“why didn't you tell me” screamed Jetfire setting the grave on fire before lunging at Jetstorm in a rage

Jetstorm quickly closed his optics as he felt himself getting pinned down and he was expecting to get punched in the faceplate when suddenly.

FLASH

He opened his optics to find himself safe in his bunk berth: it was only a nightmare, but the fear of his brother turning his back on him, that one day he would find out what he had been hiding from him for cycles still lingered.

In a panic, he quickly scanned the room and saw that Jetfire was already up and ready. Instead of looking angry, Jetfire appeared happy. He was standing to the side of the room, punching the air in excitement while looking at himself in a mirror.

“ This time is going to be different, just know we 're going to fly circles this time,” spoked Jetfire confidently to himself However, his confident smile faded when he spotted tears running down his brother's faceplate from the corner of his optics, and Jetfire quickly ran over to his brother to comfort him.

“Jetstorm, what's wrong? “ cried Jetfire in concern, sitting down on the berth right next to his brother as he put a comforting servo on his shoulder.

Jetstrom didn't want to make his brother worry, especially when he was so excited a few seconds ago, so Jetstorm quickly coughed up a fake laugh, pretending everything was fine.

“N-noting, I just thought of something funny that all,” choked Jetstor,m, forcing a smile on his faceplate while wiping away his tears.

“ that it made you cry?” questioned Jetfire tilling his helm in concern

“Y-yes, it was really funny that all, plus, why does it matter after we have training today, don't we? ” stuttered Jetstorm nervously, jumping out of this berth. “So let's go, a new day, yay!!”

Jetfire was unsure about what was happening with his brother, but he was determined to help him in any way he could, even though he didn't know how.

“You know you can just stay here, and I can go alone; you don't have to train today if you don't want to, “spoke Jetfire softly, hoping this would make his brother feel better.

Jetstorm didn't like the idea of Jetfire going out alone without him by his side. After all, what would Sentinel think? They could get in trouble and be easily scolded for skipping one of the training sessions, or worse, possibly killed by the council for this action with nobody ever caring.

“No, it's fine, let's just…let's go, ok,” Jetstorm sighed, getting up from his berth before leaving the room.

Jetstorm, not knowing what else to do, just followed his brother quietly with a terrible feeling in his spark.

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Soon, the twins were once again standing on the training grounds. However, there was something different: the buildings were farther away, the ground was flatter, and there was a takeoff platform leading to six tall goalposts for them to fly through and a landing pad.

Jetfire and Jetstorm stared at the new upgrades in awe, making the nightmare Jetstorm had last night almost fade away from his hard drive just nearly although he was still uneasy.

Meanwhile, just like last time, Jazz was with Ironhide, watching from the bleachers while the council watched them from the observation deck. However, Ultra Magnus, Alpha Trion, and Longarms weren't present, leaving Perceptor and the rest of the council to oversee the training.

Sentinel steps in front of the twins ready for today's training session as he pushes a mobile whiteboard in front of two mechs making everyone widen their optics in confusion at what the prime is doing.

“Listen up soldiers. There have been some changes made around here, so be sure to pay close attention,” announced Sentinel. “If you have any questions, save them for the end of the presentation, understand?”

“Yes sir” replied Jetfire and Jetstorm not understanding what going on but going along with it anyway

Jazz’s optics widened behind his shades. “Wait, did he just say a presentation?” he thought to himself, and before he knew it, Sentinel went on a long ramble about flight in perfect detail while writing down notes for the twin to remember on the whiteboard.

This went on for a full hour, with Ironhide falling asleep due to the lack of crashes or explosions. Perceptor looked on slightly annoyed, while Jetfire and Jetstorm listened in closely.

Finally, after what felt like an entire cycle Sentinel was done with his presentation “Now transform and roll- I mean fly out” he shouted out before transforming into his jet mode with Jetfire and Jetstorm following behind.

Sentinel's shouting woke up Ironhide who quickly took out a large bag of popcorn once he realized the show was about to start.

“Oh I can't for part two“ snickered Ironhide tossing the first popcorn in his glossa settings off Sentinel’s nerves immediately

“Don't you have anything better things to do?!” shouted Sentinel over to the laughing orange mech

“Not until four,” chuckled Ironhide, snapping across his knee with glee.

This scrapping low-tier orange mech was getting on Sentinel’s last nerves as he growled under his breath very tempted to throw Ironhide to the edge of Cybertron but he didn't have time to deal with this nonsense he got soldiers to train after all so he headed towards the takeoff platform with the twins behind him before flying off with them into the air.

To his surprise, the information he got from Starscream's yammering seemed to be working. He wasn't constantly crashing against the ground; he was flying properly straight in the air. Sentinel couldn't believe it... he was flying! Ha, he knew this would be easy!"

So, with a smirk, he progressed to fly through each of the goalposts with ease, showing off while doing so, making Ironhide’s jaw drop on the ground while the council looked genuinely impressed with Perceptor writing down notes.

“See now this is what a real bot looks like “ goated Sentinel doing a little barrel roll in the air while laughing a bit.

Before long, he successfully landed down on the landing pad and transformed back to his robot mode, flexing his arms to goat in front of everyone, especially Ironhide.

Jazz wasn't exactly the biggest fan of this whole jet thing, but he got to admit that it was impressive, so he got up to congratulate Sentinel Prime. “Hey, nice going sp” complimented Jazz.

“Well, why thank you, Jazz, I have. You know flying is just as easy as driving; you know you should try it out, “ bragged Sentinel, showing his wings in front of Jazz, making him a bit queasy.

“Thanks but I think I’ll stick to ground for now “ gulped Jazz.

“Well if you say-” Sentinel was suddenly cut off by Ironhide laughing out loud in a mocking tone By the all spark, what that no-good orange mech was laughing at now? That was so funny.

“WHAT ARE YOU EVEN LAUGHING AT” shouted Sentinel as he marched over to the orange nuisance.

“oh, you're missing it; your “soldiers “are wobbling like shaking oil cans “ giggled Ironhide, slapping across his knee again.

Wobbling like shaking old cans? Oh, scrap, Sentinel was so focused on his performance that he hadn't checked on how the twins were doing. he quickly turned around to see Jetstorm and Jetfire just as Ironhide says before wobbling in the air like shaking old cans.

Sure, they were flying through the six goalposts, but it was rough, and the landing was equally as uneasy as a loud screech echo across the training grounds.

Fortunately, Jetstorm wasn't harmed and transformed back to his robot mode just fine; however, Jetfire’s wing was scraped on, causing him to yelp a bit when he transformed back to his robot mode.

“Ow” muttered Jetfire crunching his side while Jetstorm went over to help him stand up properly.

This enrages Sentinel but instead of yelling at the twins for not being careful, he turns his helm to shout at Perceptor.

“Hey I thought you said you made this Jet friendly does this look jet-friendly to you” shouted Sentinel pointing at Jetfire’s scrape “Change this now”

Perceptor simply sighed at Sentinel’s demand yet decided to agree to it anyway.

“Request accepting but first project Safeguard must return to my lab-” The Perceptor was immediately cut off by Sentinel's fake coughing.

“ Remember what we talked about with Ultra Magnus “ sneered Sentinel at the Autobots scientist.

Perceptor sighed again and rolled his optics at the prime before speaking again “All alright fine, “Jetfire and Jetstorm “ you may return to my laboratory if you choose to although you allowed others options aside from me for medical care, and your check-up will no longer require a machine to check for injuries “

With that Perceptor left the observation deck with the rest of the council leaving Jetstorm and Jetfire bewildered: so no more machines? They could choose other options. Was this true or was it just a dream?

Meanwhile, Jazz watched in confusion: when did Sentinel talk with Perceptor and Ultra Magnus? There wasn't enough time yesterday unless..was Sentinel up all night talking with those two instead of sleeping? Oh by the all spark, he hates the implication of that so much.

“Good” smirked Sentinel before shifting his attention towards the twins “Now then get yourself clean up you two, we got more training to do tomorrow “ he progressed and gave Jetfire and Jetstorm a datapad.

Jetfire and Jetstorm looked down at the datapad to find that it was a list of recommended medics in Fort Maximus with a disclaimer at the bottom that simply said “reported if any of these medics show signs of suspicious behavior “

“So no more machines?” questioned Jetstorm pitching himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

“Listen, the one thing you two need to know is that under my command none of my soldiers will twiddle with like they are some kind of cheap circus attractions, understand?” huffed Sentinel puffing up his chest plate “Now go get yourself repaired before I sent Ironhide's disgusting snack out of orbit “

Overhearing what Sentinel planned to do with his popcorn, Ironhide immediately transformed into his vehicle mode and drove away from the training grounds without anybody noticing.

“Yes sir and thank you sir!!” squealed Jetfire before rushing off and disappearing into Fort Maximus

With almost everyone gone Jazz decided this was the perfect time to speak to Sentinel privately about his concerns.

“Hey, sp can we talk for a moment, “ asked Jazz pulling Sentinel to the side.

“Sure just make it quick I got to visit Kaon later today” replied Sentinel placing his servos on his hips.

Jazz's jaw was agape at this, was Sentinel seriously thinking about visiting the former decepticon city does he not know how suspicious that would look especially when he isn't dropping off a prisoner??

“The prison?” Jazz nearby yelped yet managed to keep his cool as he took a deep breath.

“Hey what else knows better about flying than a former con city I'm sure they have a few records that I could borrow for a bit you know “ replied Sentinel

“SP is that really necessary I mean you're already flying in the air, aren't you? So I think you're done “ questioned Jazz.

“oh far from it, I don't know if you noticed.. but huh Jetfire and Jetstorm performance could use some improvement“ coughed Sentinel

Jazz couldn't argue with that after he saw what happened… it wasn't exactly great yet still he had awful feelings that Sentinel was flying a bit too close to danger and the prime needed to be pulled back down.

“Well don't you think you're going too far, I mean interrogating Starscream, changing the whole training grounds into..well this, apparently having late meetings and now you're going to a prison-like When was the last time you slept?” questioned Jazz in concern. ‘i don't think it worth it”

This set off Sentinel immediately since what else was supposed to do: stand there and do nothing as his soldiers were getting trifled with and failing at the one thing that he was supposed to be training them. Sure the whole sleeping thing was a downside but he could work on it right.

“Too far?! Tell me this Jazz, What else I am supposed to do, when only our enemy knows how to fly and not us? “ Sentinel raised his voice as smoke came out of his pipes “It's like if there was a grounded bot not driving properly because the enemy holds that information, It's just ridiculous, and clearly a few things need to be changed around here !”

Jazz paused for a moment he never considered a grounded vehicle to be in a position like Jetfire and Jetstorm…the more he thought about it..it was a bit messed up even still he wasn't a fan of Sentinel staying up at night.

“Well if you say so sp just try to get some sleep tonight ok “sighted Jazz shaking his helm a bit.

“Good, now if you don't mind I got a visit to Knon to attend ” huffed Sentinel before heading to leave.

Jazz was now alone on the training grounds, with only his thoughts to keep him company as he watched the sky turn into a storm of darkness.

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Longarms and Alpha Trion step inside the academy. It was mostly empty aside from a few storage lockers, and multiple hallways with doors leading to various classrooms and training grounds.

After many meetings with the academy staff, they were able to convince them to allow them to have access to the academy grounds for the day.

“the academy archives should be somewhere down this hall so keep your optics wide open and we signal each other when either of us finds it” muttered the old mech ushering Longarms towards the hallway on the left before passing him a key.

“Wait you don't know which room it is “ questioned Longarms widening his optics in suspicion.

“I don't visit here that often so forgive me if my memory is faulty “. Simply replied Alpha Trion “Now check on the right side while I look on the left”

Longarms still found this weird since couldn't he just get a map so they wouldn't have to check every door it felt rather ineffectual but again arguing with the old mech would only waste time so with a sigh he turned to the right side of the hallway and beginning checking every door.

Scrap this was going to take forever…click after click Longarms took a peek into every room he came across only to find nothing every time until he spotted something that caught his interest.

It wasn't the academy archives; far from it. Instead, it was a simple student quarter with a single berth and a desk to the side. Usually, Longarms would simply pass by a room like this. However, there was something different compared to the other rooms.

He peers inside. Unlike the other quarters, which were all the same, this room seemed to have a tiny memorial—a framed picture of a yellow femme at the end of it. There was something written on the frame of the photo.

Curiosity took over Longarms as he slowly stepped inside the quarters to take a closer look at what was written on the frame.

He squinted his optics at the frame and began reading the written words on the frame which simply say “in the loving memory of Elita one's. “

Hold on.. the femme in the photo looks familiar to Longarms but before he could think of who it reminds him of he heard a familiar old mech voice piped up behind him.

“Ah it has seen you found Sentinel’s little project “

Longarms turned around to find Alpha Trion right behind him, arms crossed, scanning the room as if searching for something.

“ Sentinel did this?” Asked Longarms genuinely interested.

“From what I heard every week after her…unfortunate passing on Acha Seven, he would add something to her memorial despite the funeral already being over for many cycles“ answered Alpha Trion

“...he keeps coming back here even after he graduated, and refusing to let anything change in this room while everyone else moves on..he just stands here frozen in time” continued Alpha Trion with a blank almost unsympathetic look

Longarms may be a spy for the Decepticons but he couldn't help but feel a bit bad for the Autobot's subcommander since it is painful to lose a comrade but this moment of sympathy for the emery won’t stop him from reaching his goal...Right?

“That’s.. tragic “ slipped out Longarm accidentally speaking out his internal thoughts. Scrap what kind of spy was he if he couldn't keep his internal thoughts to himself?

“I supposed it is in a way it is tragic in a way, it almost makes me feel bad for him.. almost “ replied Alpha Trion kneeling over the desk.. wait was he opening the desk of an offline Autobot?

Before Longarms could say anything in protest Alpha Trion successfully opened the drawer of the desk and took out a datapad from it.

This datapad wasn't an official record it was seen as some kind of journal, Longarm immediately connected the dots this was not any old journal..this was Elita One journal.

“If there wasn't more to the story, you weren't there but Optimus claimed the whole accident was his fault however I never believe that since Sentinel never said anything on his part “ Spoked Alpha Trion while his servos worked on hacking into the locked Datapad “and I believe this would confirm my suspicion”.

This made Longarm sick to his spark, sure this would benefit his goal to take Sentinel Prime down but this wasn't like going through official records or flies, this was the journal of an offline Autobot that couldn't even defend herself. He wanted to throw up right then and there when he heard a beep from the datapad, Alpha Trion had successfully opened her journal.

"Ah, we're in," Alpha Trion spoke, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he seemed proud of this despicable act.

“I- I don't think we should do this isn't this against protocol” protested Longarms feeling his spark turned upside down

“As far as I am concerned there is no protocol against the council checking other Autobot items especially if there's a suspicion of a ruse” argued Alpha Trion calmly swiping the screen of the datapad to the first page of Elita One's journal.

Longarms wanted to stop this yet at the same time if he did he might never get another chance to get Sentinel out of the way and for Decepticons to take over Cybertron however he couldn't stand the idea of looking through offline bot stuff, it was disgusting even for him.

Scrap he didn't know what to do at all in the situation and he felt like he was about to throw up again when saw Alpha Trion's faceplate turn into a smirk as he swiped the screen of the datapad to the next page.

“I believe we found our evidence,” simply said Alpha Trion before passing the datapad over to Longarms.

Longarms now has only one choice to make either read it and achieve his goals or stick with his morals but failed Lord Megatron who he looked up for so long.

A single choice that would change everything.

[fem-the-artist]

Idk who came up with that one a you were Danny and Timmy are cousins but here’s some incredibly rough sketches I did based on that concept