#space!danny

[crocodilekanedy]

Ectoberhaunt 2024: Day 1 - Past, Present, & Future

Summary: Clockwork had never expected to find themself turning to Pariah for answers. But this was a matter meant for Ancient powers and Pariah was the oldest Power of them all.

Content Warnings: Minor Character Death/Murder, Migraines, Passing Out

They’d never been fond of the Sarcophagus, the hinges and carrys meant to hold back Time staring back at them tauntingly. Now those same grips were struggling to keep Power contained.

Pressing a hand against the prison, Clockwork closed their eyes and concentrated. Entering Power’s domain was never easy. A slimy sensation washed over Clockwork as they disentangled themselves from time, the process just as painful now as it had always been. Blinking back the oncoming headache Clockwork could finally open their eyes and look into the landscape of the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep.

It was vast, the wide open night sky casting little light on the soft rolling hills that decorated the area. In the distance they could see Pariah, leaning against one of the few trees present. Floating slowly Clockwork carefully approached their fellow Ancient, stopping a few feet from the lounging ghost and taking in his missing armor and lax demeanor. Pariah had yet to move, eyes closed as he rested against the thick trunk of his tree with fern like leaves reaching to nearly the ground he sat on.

Clockwork hesitated, form shifting nervously as they considered returning to the Long Now and forgetting this ridiculous endeavor. Then the biting cold behind their eyes returned and desperation began to claw in their throat.

No.

They had to be here.

“Come to taunt me Timekeeper?” Pariah lazily opened his eye, turning his head to look at Clockwork’s flickering frame in annoyance. If the time ghost had come here simply to annoy him with cryptic messages Pariah would send him away immediately. He had no need for that in his current imprisonment.

He waited for the other to speak. Surly Clockwork had come to him for a reason and not simply to stand around in these barren hills? After a time his patience grew thin with the useless silence, the constant ticking of Clockwork’s core the only noise to accompany them. Just as he thought to push the ghost out of his prison Clockwork spoke.

“What was it like?” Their voice was a whisper, leaving behind the base of their official form and shifting to something smaller, younger.

“What?” Pariah was shocked, seeing his sibling’s true form like this. When was the last time he or any of his siblings had shown what they truly looked like? In this form Clockwork truly did look like the youngest of the Ancients, softly curling white hair falling into their face and covering the gory remnants of their left eye. They shuffled, gingerly sitting down next to Pariah and adjusting their staff in their curled lap.

“When you killed the Ens Entium what was it like?” Clockwork ignored the sharp intake of breath from beside them, keeping their gaze down at the pale gray grass beneath them. “I remember feeling the shockwave at my birth but I was not there to witness it.”

“What is your goal here Timekeeper?” Pariah was certain this must be a trick of some kind. He had lost any trust from his siblings long ago, Clockwork would never show him such a vulnerable form. But there was his youngest sibling, face still clinging to the last bits of baby fat and red eyes round and innocent as Pariah remembered. Those same eyes were wide with a terrible fear now, a haunted look in them as Clockwork avoided eye contact with their older brother.

“Please-” Clockwork felt their chest catch, a terrified chime ringing out from their core as they looked desperately at Pariah. “Tell me what it was like.”

Pariah sighed. He may have his doubts about why Clockwork had come to him now but he knew his sibling was genuine in their curiosity. Scooting closer to the young ghost Pariah stared out into the sprawling sky above them.

“You were not born yet, none of the others were. Only the Entium and I existed at the beginning. They were powerful, more powerful than me and vast beyond comprehension. It was… inspiring to be in their presence.” Pariah paused, looking briefly at Clockwork to ensure the other was listening. Clockwork had yet to look up from where they had shifted attention to their lap but the time ghost was clearly paying attention. He supposed that would be enough. “But you know what I am, Power must take and Ens Entium was all that was available to consume.”

He remembered those early days, trapped in an expanding darkness with nothing to latch onto. The Entium had been boundless and Pariah had felt his own domain quiver against the might of the First Ancient. That had been his first taste of Power and it wasn’t his own. It had felt like a mockery at the time, that another had overshadowed him in his own domain when Pariah had only just come into existence.

It had enraged him.

“I had hoped to eat them, consume that power for my own. But I was not strong enough to contain such energy and neither were any of you.” When he had killed his first sibling Pariah had never expected such a backlash. His strike against Entium, drawing the first blood ever to be spilled, shook the very foundation of reality. He had hoped to strike their core, to rip it from his sibling and eat that Power. Instead he was met with the howl of the universe as Entium churned and clawed, finally taking shape after an eternity of darkness. It made him afraid and Pariah’s fear and hope for power had birthed his first sibling, Nocturne crawling from the remnants of Ens Entium’s now shattered form. Together they watched the burning of their sibling, Entium shattering further and their power spreading across the universe. It was that churning that brought about another sibling, Clockwork wailing in the blood of the Entium as the first moment of Time began.

“Entium broke and I stabbed into their core and took 2 shards for myself. You all gathered your own pieces and the others scattered.” Pariah looked carefully at his hand, where the Ring of Rage would have been. He’d fashioned his shards of Ens Entium’s shattered core into items of power, items that would make his control of the emerging space left behind by the death of the first ancient much easier.

“I… recall.” Clockwork clutched their timestaff close, their own shard of Ens Entium’s shattered core housed inside the item. It had felt like a gift at the time, something to know their sibling by.

“Then why do ask me this Clockwork? Must we rehash old wounds?” Pariah sighed, mind returning to the present as he looked at his sibling. “Or have you come to your senses finally? Do you all understand what a danger Ens Entium is now and why we must rule with an iron fist?”

He was getting angry, he knew that. Why had Clockwork opened this scar? The death of their sibling had been necessary but it had painted Pariah as little more than a hungry monster in the eyes of the other Ancients. Nocturne and Clockwork understood to some extent why he had done it, the three of them bearing identical scars from the Entium’s death echo, but they still hadn’t lived under the Entium’s weight for that endless amount of time. The newer Ancients had always looked upon him warily, knowing him as nothing more than the Tyrant King who killed Space. And Clockwork had brought that all rushing back to the surface and Pariah wanted to scream.

“Did it hurt?” Clockwork nearly sobbed, finally turning their gaze to Pariah and it was desperate, like a cornered animal that knew it could not hope to win the upcoming fight. Pariah softened immediately, always holding a soft spot for the one sibling who had trusted him implicitly.

“Immensely.” It had burned to kill Ens Entium. But he would accept that burning again if necessary. That had to be the reason Clockwork was here, rehashing such old wounds. Ens Entium had returned. “You must let me free to deal with Ens Entium once more.”

Clockwork shook their head fervently, wounded sound leaving them as the frost behind their eyes began to creep in once more.

“They are still scattered.” Clockwork shuddered, a chill sweeping through them. They reached for Pariah’s hand, turning it over and calming at the warmth that radiated from their brother. It was enough to push back the chill in their core and push out the real reason they had come here. “Daniel’s coronation was today, the first halfa to take the throne.”

“No.” Pariah could feel his core thrum in his ears. He must have misheard. He must have.

They didn’t put a halfa on the throne.

“Ens Entium and Ens Reale, two made one. I saw it, in a vision from outside of my sight.” Shame colored Clockwork’s face as they looked at their brother. They knew what Pariah must think of them, of their choice to back the half-breed that none of them could see properly. They had been optimistic that such clouded sight meant Daniel was destined for great things, things far greater than even Clockwork could know. But Pariah had seen something different, saw a depth that none of the other Ancients had taken seriously. Surely Pariah was paranoid, still traumatized by the mark Ens Entium left behind.

Now they would pay the cost for their foolishness.

“We cannot hope to stop this.” Clockwork leaned against Pariah, taking some comfort in their brother’s presence for the first time in centuries.

“You may not, but I will not sit idly by and let your foolish decisions jeopardize us all! Your faction has made their choice and this is the result. It is time I took action.” Pariah spoke with authority, form shifting into the one he had worn nearly an eternity ago in the darkness. The form of Power, more concept than king and exuding a level of control that ensured something would happen.

“I’m sorry to have asked this of you.” Clockwork felt a final chime echo from their core before they were back in Pariah’s Keep and out of the Sarcophagus. They had awoken a beast, a second one that could hopefully deal with the first beast they had created. For as much as they loved Daniel the universe could not handle Ens Entium and Ens Reale existing at the same time. Daniel’s ascension had already begun but Pariah may be able to do something about it.

For ill or for gain Power would strike again.

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Vlad absolutely hated being in the office during the fourth quarter of the year. There was always a rush of paperwork, purchases, approvals, and meeting that should have been emails. He could feel the migraine that had been building all morning finally catch up with him and wanted to scream bloody murder. It wasn’t even lunch yet.

Pressure spread across his forehead and Vlad groaned, leaning back into his chair and ignoring the concerned look his secretary sent him. The pain in his head had spiked suddenly, going from a painful if not uncommon migraine to searing heat behind his eyes in a blink. His vision blurred, a warm haze spreading across his sight and too late Vlad realized this was no normal migraine as his core spiked alongside his head.

Weakly he tried to push himself up only to feel his limbs give out beneath him.

Something was very wrong.

He could hear his secretary, Olivia, saying something just out range but he was too tired to make it out. He was melting practically and his vision going from fuzzy to spotted black quickly.

Before he passed out entirely he heard a familiar voice speak, far clearer than the muffled sounds around him.

“Oh, you’ll do perfectly.”

[timelessdp]

Orion

[bubblefine]

you're barking up the wrong tree there dude. or, haunting up the wrong apartment imao

this was obviously inspired by this post by the awesome account of @nicktoons-unite-incorrect-quotes !

[noodlesstarghost]

The space boy finally fulfills his dream among the star ☄️ (I don't even know what I tried to do here, I did it in class, the time recorded in procreate was 3 and a half hours, although I felt it was more, anyway, I love Danny just being a little astronaut )

[leafyeyes417]

Deal or No Deal

Danny, after he became Ghost King, was often summoned. After a time he got tired of the constant ‘cleanse the world’ and ‘give me immortality’ summons. At first he always refused them, as he had no need to kill when all would become his subjects eventually anyway. Then he thought of a plan which would hopefully change things.

So, using his domain as the Ancient of Space he created the Existing Prison. It was a world that only he had access to, that kept all who stayed in it existing until he released them. He used his power to slip plenty of warnings about the price of asking a protector for things not in his domain. Then he started to accept the immortality askers deal. He would kill their mortal forms and place their soul into the new cage. They could continue to exist for as long as they wanted. He would decide when to release their soul to their chosen afterlife on a case by case basis.

As for the world cleansers, he created another world for that, in combination with Nocturn and Clockwork. It was a shifting world. Those placed inside would be in a waking dream. They would get everything they wanted while living out the remainder of their mortal life span. The dream they lived was shaped by Clockwork’s time ability. If their desired cleansing made the world end then they would live through the nightmare.

He had quickly noticed a difference in the amount of summonings after he started his new policy. It seems removing all the crazies made a marked difference. The ones that paid attention to his warning got to continue as is, and those who didn’t were removed so as not to cause anymore trouble. It actually helped fulfill his Protection Obsession.

Then he met the Justice League. Having to explain that just because he was The Benevolent King didn’t mean he wouldn’t remove problems was a headache.

[thatonegeekygirl]

Dannymay Day 22: Moon Landing

top ten things jack fenton did not expect to see on the moon when he finally installed the telescope his wife gave him for his birthday

[savanir]

The What Corps?

“we have you now spook! there is nowhere you can run and hide with our new spectral tethers active!”

Danny winces at the small metal clips that have hooked themselves in his leg, some new GIW tech that is messing with his powers.

“oh yeah? I was just dying for you guys to give me a challenge” plan. plan. He's gotta think of a plan to get out of here and fast. He takes a steadying breath and starts to look for anything that can help him.

he can’t get caught here. He just can't. He simply won’t allow himself.

suddenly the two GIW goons in front of him click their earpieces to clearly listen to what someone else is telling them, Danny is very glad for his own enhanced senses.

“Operatives K and O, be advised, there have been sightings of a new ectoplasmic entity near your location. Other operatives report that it’s incredibly small and moves fast. watch your backs, this may be an ambush”

small and fast? it better not be some poor little blob ghost, Danny sort of hopes it’s some manner of ectowasp, at least that could be entertaining to see.

“you better not be hoping for back up, ecto scum”

“I have no idea what you are talking about”

It's then that a small bright green light zips on scene and weaves through crowds in the distance with ease and then speeds up towards the two operatives who do not hesitate to shoot, missing completely like the storm troopers they are.

Whatever it is, it is indeed going very fast but Danny manages to figure out what it looks like and it appears to be a… ring?

“hold it you tiny accessory shaped ecto fiend!”

The ring does a speedy circle around Operative O while K is lining up a shot and ends up blasting the poor guy point blank in his face, “O!”

Danny takes a step forward with an arm outstretched and a “oh damn! Are you alright?” on his lips when the ring takes the chance to slip on his finger. “Daniel Fenton of Earth”

Danny already had a freakout about a ghost jewelry getting on him, his experiences with those so far have been incredibly bad after all, what with the rings and crowns and pendants… now this damn thing is just straight up outing him! 

Thank the ancients the two GIW stooges are too busy with each other right now to pay close attention to what this weird ring is saying.

“You have the ability to overcome great fear” ah so this is related to him steeling himself just now? Maybe? or something??

You have been chosen” never good, we are back to freaking out again.

“Welcome to the green lantern corps” 

… the what?

Danny notices that his usual outfit suddenly has more green going on, and his DP symbol has some sort of… he guess it’s supposed to be a lantern, maybe? shape around it.

He’s somehow even more glowy now, and there is something on his face. Feeling its shape makes him think it’s some sort of mask.

The metal clip things are no longer attached to his legs though so that’s great!

“You’re not getting away so easily ecto scum! sentient ghost paraphernalia coming to your rescue or no!” They both aim their weapons to take a shot.

Danny figures he can now easily hold them back with his usual shields,“you guys realize you just called this weird ring sentient and thereby negate the whole nonsentie-ack!”

“Attacking a corps lantern is punishable offense as of the instatement of the galactic diplomatic immunity as declared by the-” Okay so now Danny is just raising his eyebrow at this weird as fuck ring. Just what is it going on about?

“notifying nearby lanterns and requesting assistance with apprehension of hostiles”

what?

“getting your friends to help you out vile spook? such a thing is useless with the Blackout still very much in place”

Well… the two streaks of green light in the distance is making Danny doubt that statement.

Maybe there is more to this Lantern corps thing than he thought… And something tells him his life is about to get even more complicated than it already is.

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Zero Gravity

Things Justice League knows about Danny Phantom:

He's dead (why, how, and for how long is unclear)

He's generally on the 'good' side (but contingency plans have been set up in case of 'future evil self' resurfacing, by Danny's own suggestion)

He's a figure of authority among other dead/neverborn/otherworldly/eldritch/magical beings (however, it's unclear to what kind of authority he holds and why)

He's dating one of the Bats (unclear to who, but none of them confirmed nor denied the fact, which is a confirmation on its own)

He absolutely hates only three things: toast, circus, and Christmas (neither of them explained)

His powerset is so wide that he can't even fully recount it (unclear if it's because he doesn't remember all his abilities or if he can't keep track of the new ones popping up spontaneously)

He's hot [whoever added this, you're not wrong, but I'm watching you - O.]

He has a grudge against Flash (unclear to why, but Flash seems to know the reason and won't budge regardless)

Of course, there are many more things to know about Danny Phantom, but they are mostly suspicions, rumors, and speculations. Like how sometimes the boy seems distracted and bored as if he is only going through a pre-written script; a sign of repeatedly going through the same day a few times too many, as the other time-travellers say. Or like how sometimes he knows too much - the boy is an expert in Kryptonian biology, to Clark's great surprise, and is more knowledgeable about Olympus politics than Diana herself.

There are also little things that are hard to notice and even harder to ignore once you do. How he never talks about family but likes listening to others talk about it. How he pointedly stays away from the medbay and any kind of medical staff. How he stops every time he passes one of the giant windows on the main floor of the Watchtower, smiling dreamily at the sight of vast, open space beyond it.

And then, there's The Thing that no one addresses.

When Danny Phantom doesn't pay attention, he unknowingly nullifies gravity.

The first time it happened, Bruce thought the Watchtower's artificial gravity collapsed. However, he very quickly realized that it was a local occurrence - only a few rooms and a hallway were affected - and, right in the center of it, was Danny, reading a book he borrowed (stolen) from the Wayne manor library.

The boy himself never noticed it. Which made sense, given that he defied gravity all on his own, always floating in the air above the floor.

But the others never acknowledged it either, treating the sudden absence of gravity as a sign of one, Danny appearing somewhere around, and two, him being in a good, if a bit absent, mood.

All in all, it's not the strangest thing that happens at the Watchtower on a daily basis.

And, besides, it's kind of fun.

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Danny, floating in the middle of the game room at Wayne manor, deeply engrossed in a video game: Eat this, sucker!

Tim, using his toes and knees to keep himself from floating up from the couch, not wanting to distract Danny from their match: Oh, you're going down.

Titus in the background:

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Bart, in the middle of a conversation with Kon:

Kon: ...

Bart, looking down at the cup on the floor: ... I guess he left?..

Kon: He literally went through a giant glowing portal two minutes ago, five feet away from you, but that's how you figure it out?

Bart: I have a short attention span, anyway-

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Barry, opening a bag of chips just for all the contents and himself as well to start floating: I swear he does this on purpose, I fucking swear.

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Red Tornado, coming into the training hall of Mount Justice: ...

Young Justice:

Red Tornado: I take it Danny is visiting. I'll leave you to it, then.

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Bruce, walking out of the conference room at the Watchtower to see this on the other end of the hallway, internally: He may be coming this way, I should warn the others in the room.

Bruce, a second later, because he is a little shit deep inside: On the other hand, it's a great surroundings awareness drill, so maybe I shouldn't.

[on-the-clear-blue]

Danny knew that this job was too good to be either true or not illegal.

But fucking hell does it pay well.

So he was only a little ashamed with himself as he stands between Batman and one Mr. Freeze.

He knew why he was hired, the look Victor gave him when they did the first interview was enough for Danny to know that the mad scientist knew a little too much about his powers.

He had wanted to just say fuck it and dip, but then Victor told Danny about Nora...and we'll if that didn't get him on the man's side then the fat wad of cash was the real closer.

(He was a poor law school student with more debt than even Sam's credit card was allowed to clear, how can he say no to 1k an hour?)

One thing lead to another, and it seemed that Danny was a willing accomplice to Freezes plan

Which might now include tearing a hole in dimensions to get to the Far Frozen because a certain yeti doctor knows a fuck ton about the disease that Nora is suffering from.

Now if only Batman would stay down long enough for Danny to explain all of this...

[jaseisdory]

I have an idea, this is dpxdc but can be applied to any type of danny phantom crossover.

I may or may not turn this into a series.

Danny's universe is the first universe in existence. Other Earth's existed after his. His world is the genesis of all worlds.

After years of fighting and becoming the King of the Infinite Realms, he's a baby ancient of space, and for fun, he makes other universes and galaxies.

Basically, he becomes God with a capital g. The only difference is that he doesn't really interact with his creations unless they ask him for help.

The only problem with that is he doesn't know that everyone calls him God, so when people pray to him it's doesn't get to him since that's not his name.

He doesn't claim it, and he's powerful enough now where names can't be forced onto him.

But summoning still exists, and people summon him a lot.

John Constantine: Greetings to the Ghost King Phantom, ruler of the Infinite Realms-

Danny "still stuck in his 14 year old body but is only 17" Phantom: You're from that universe I created last month that keeps making paperwork for me!

JL + JLD: Wha-?

Flash: GOD IS A CHILD!?!?!?

Danny: Hey! I'm 17! Also, I'm not God!

[flamingpudding]

Dan's Rage Room

It all started as a little Joke for Danny. Jazz mentioned Dan needing a place to decompress and that resulted in Danny getting a crazy idea while he sat in the Buisness Class Course of his Highschool. It wasn't supposed to become a serious business but somehow the little warehouse in Amity Park he secured, through blackmailing Vlad cause the man owns him after all he was put through. Became an official big store, once Dani put up a sign saying 'Dan's Rage Room' as joke.

People of Amity Park apparently thought it was a legit store. And damn... Danny shouldn't have been as surprised as he was when more and more people appeared and asked how much an hour costed. It was Sam and Tucker that then convinced him to make it a legitimate Business, Jazz and his mother helped him fill out the form. And so 'Dan's Rage Room' became Danny's very own Business. Though he did try to push splitten ownership onto his clones/time selves/ cousins/ clone siblings / clone kids (It's complicated okay? Danny still hasn't figured out how to categorise Dan and Dani, but hey they were family.) But Dan and Dani refused to take any sort of owner ship, even when everything originally started as a place for Dan to unwind.

Eitherway his Business grew, and Danny ended up expanding to other cities, figuring out that if Amity Park's people needed this, others would too. With a bit of help and unwilling on his part teaching from Vlad. Danny opened up more Stores, Central City, Metropolis, Star City. Unintentionally Danny made enough money so much that he didn't knew what to do with it and suddenly felt a new kind of understanding for Sam. Despite being sure his parents likely already did that Danny made money Fonds for Jazz, Dan and Dani. He didn't have much hope to go to collage himself considering his grades but that was fine with him. (According to what clockwork let slip and he hadn't told anyone, he would become King of the Infinite realms anyway, no need for a college degree for that, right?)

And wenn his sister decided she wanted to go to university in Gotham, the most crime riddled city known? None of the three D's hesitated to follow. Danny opened another branch of 'Dan's Rage Room' deciding that would finance their live in Gotham and still be an outlet for Dan.

What Danny didn't expect was the amount of people that weren't just 'goons' like he expected paying to let loose in there. Not that he recognised them but some of Danny's new regulars made sure he knew who some of the apparent Big Names showing up to his store were.

Jason at first thought that a new drug place had opened up at the border to Crime Alley, but after observation and seeing not just Goons but also regular Gothamites frequenting the place. Jason gave it a cautious shot, he wallst into the place completely geared up as Red Hood expecting some muscular unkept drug dealer or something at the reception, but what he found was a boy that didn't look older than Tim, small lanky and looking weirdly tired. That took the wind out of his sails as he stared stunned at the kid for a moment.

"Ah... I see guns. A bullet room then? You seem new too, first time? An hour costs 50 bucks added 5 for every additional half an hour." The boy looked up briefly before looking back down at the book he was reading, muttering something about his sister making him visit online classes.

Jason was just about to say something when someone walked in behind him and he blinked. A fucking dump truck of muscle walked in flaming white hair looking ready to rip something apart. The kid didn't even look up as they held up a green card and the guy stomped past him into a door, Jason assumed lead to the... rage rooms?

It took a moment but once he composed himself again, Jason opened his mouth again only to get interrupted by a little girl stomping in next, screeching about a fruitloop and stupid galas and stupid boys. Again the boy at the reception didn't even loop up, holding another green card to the girl who then proceeded to go through the same door the other guy had.

Once again it took Jason a moment to compose himself again, before he spoke, gruff and voice modulated. "One hour... gun room." He would snoop around if he could but if this really was just a rage room business... well he had some unresolved frustrations with B stocked up he could let loose.

Jason quickly became a regular at that place, he kept visiting it, even when he found out some of their big Villains frequented the place too. Though apparently the Joker was band. One day a big ass sign appeared on the side of the building spelling out 'NO CLOWNS ALLOWED'. When he asked Danny, he had gotten to know the boy at the reception desk by now and found some uncanny resemblance to his little brother, the boy had just shrugged and said "I hate clowns." Laughter barked out of Jason for no reason and he took his regular room card chuckling a "You and me, and 99% of Gotham kid."

That place quickly became one of Jasons safe heavens. Even if he ever only went there in full Red Hood gear. This place helped him manage his rage and anger. Some of his siblings started to use that room too, he knew Damian went there too. In full Robin gear mind you but apparently they had a room where he could fully test out his swords skills. Good for the kid.

But what stung though was Bruce, that man still didn't trust the place, something about background checks not adding up.

Jason was going to refute that, that was until one day he noticed an unusual amount of white van all around Danny's store. And only moments after he entered the store guys completely and ridiculously dressed in white stormed the place holding what Jason thought was futuristic Guns at the Danny's head who appeared somewhat unfazed. Well no one could place Jason for pulling out his own gun and holding it onto the dressed in White guy's head while the man spewed some nonsense about ghosts and more. Like hell he was let these people destroy a new safe heaven.

If Jason spread the word in the underground and suddenly, villains, goons and gothamites as well as vigilantes (his overprotective brothers really, Dick was not going to let someone destroy a place his little wing and baby bat loved to frequent...) started a reverse hunt on people ridiculously dressed like them. It wasn't his doing. And he certainly loved the frustration it caused Bruce too, seeing as even Gordon and the police force, corrupt or not, were in on it too. Governmental institution or not, Jason would make sure the GIW would be going down soon enough.

[emacrow]

Phantom the new rogue in gotham.

Gotham's new rogue started out during Gotham's museum new night theme space area that started at 9pm. Unfortunately, close due to the repaired need to be done instead of opening today as Bruce and his fam were with them, along with other people, sadly disappointed. (The bats had to fight two rogues who ruined the space part of the museum the previous night for attempt stealing a priceless artifact from there)

The group were in the museum garden when out of nowhere, the doors were close shut with glowing green chains, locking the garden area of the museum became ice cold.

Was it Mr. Freeze? No he was at the other side of Gotham city.

The culprit was a very tall, long white-haired androgynous person in an ancient looking uniform with six glowing green eyes, pointy ears and sharpen teeths, four arms pulling out a comedically large machine from the sparkling starlight that was his gravity defying robe.

"I had enough of this city, no stars in the sky, not even a single gleam of fresh air in sight, and now the space area of museum is closed down for repairs! I destroy the accursed clouds the dare block my views!"

"Gotham city can thank me, Phantom later!" The being named Phantom said before any of the Bats could distract the obvious new rogue for some of them to escape. The being pressed the button, causing the machine to shift, literally draining the city electric power, turning a ray toward the darken clouds, glowing an ominous lararus Pit green color blasting straight toward the sky as people started panic and scream.

The entire smog clouds that were covering black out Gotham city were being filled and coated over by Lararus Pit green glow before suddenly it was shrinking, along with the clouds and the smog...

30 seconds in in, the dark sky clear of the clouds completely the night sky full of stars, the moon was full and beautiful. Bruce immediately looked down to where the rogue was only to find him gone, along with the machine.

People were staring in awe at the night sky.

The bats would have no clue what had happen as day break in the next day, gotham city having a clear sky day with not a tiny bit of smog out beside a powder white cloud here and there.

Cass is typing in chat with the other robins.

Black Bat: i can fix him 🦇

Part 2 -> here

[nightshade962]

So i came up with another dcxdp tim/danny prompt

The young justice and team Phantom meet. Maybe they ran into each other on their missions and became friends. They are both chaos, whether it be time travel or inter galatical space travel. No one outside of these to groups knows this.

The Justice League start to learn how unhinged the yj are. They start to hear about team Phantom. JL come to the conclusion team Phantom is like the jl dark to yj but hey have more connections see as who danny is.

Choas ensues. The batfam learn that tim is dating the leader of team Phantom. Tim rubs it in his siblings' faces that he not only pulled a king but an ancient where as far they know is a god of Gods. Team Phantom is not giving straight answers to anything. Danny is just loving how his obsessive dork is gloating.

That's all I can think of at the moment. Feel free to add.

[rottingghosty]

The Ghostling of Space | DC X DP

i’m working on the next part of the realms pr au trust me i am but i got this tiktok my fyp and suddenly i’m thinking of a NEW au for dc x dp. video is at the end i came up with this at 2am (like usual) so there will be errors

prompt: Danny’s the Ancient of Space, he spends most of his time floating around space because he’s on a vacation by his council to enjoy his life as a baby ghostling and a young prince since he’s still too young to rule so he has someone as a regent (not sure who yet). So he’s just going around, passing various planets and solar system. He’s essentially swimming around because he looks more like a mer than a human.

Danny should’ve realized that someone was going to notice him at some point, he didn’t realize it’d be a few years after Clockwork had spat him out in this universe. He’d been enjoying his time witnessing the birth of stars, of nebulas being born and the death of a solar system. The universe he was in made his core thrum with life, he’s gotten to feed it heavily that it puts his main obsession on the back burner. He skims his finger tips through the stardust of a star that had been born, molding and shaping it until it joins its brethren to form a constellation for the planet he was curled around.

The planet had no life yet but he knew that would change one day, he could feel its core yawning and turning. It’d get its push once Life had the opportunity to focus on it and breathe into the core. He was balance, his essence seeping into the planet’s core as he does his part of aiding the formation of a baby solar system. His body twists as he swims languidly through the vaccum as he does flips and turns. Moving through space with his newly formed tail felt like he was in the ocean, the movement so naturally and freeing.

It’d been when he finally drifted away from it and towards the Earth that was so similar to his back in his own universe he could never return that someone picked up his presence.

It’d been when he finally shrunk from his rather large size to something relatively smaller as he curled around a moon near Uranus. Away from any prying eyes as he allows himself to drift off into sleep.

It’d take someone to had been looking at one of Uranus’ moons to realize that something was curled around one, something large and green.

Captain Marvel could only stare in awe at the figure that curled around one of the moon’s of Uranus. The figure was beautiful, pale green skin that seemed to glow before dimming and brightening again. They seemed eel like if the way they seemed to move their body to curl around the moon of Titania. Where legs would have started, instead goes into an void of darkness, with a green glow that was a sickeningly shade of bright green that dimmed and brightened.

It was beautiful as it was eerie. The glow seemed to start from the hips and continued down its sides and tail, the fins flaring every time the creature seemed to breathe. A fin from at the top of the spine and continued down the entire back until it reached a stop before the end of its tail.

Captain Marvel knew that the other members in the Justice League were in awe just as he is, something about this being screamed otherworldly. It screamed magic and it made him very being thrum with energy he’s never felt before. He wanted to say something, to speak about what would be the best course of action to take to see if this being was a friendly or a hostile. Before he could even say a word, Constantine released a curse.

“Why is there a bloody baby ghost of the Infinite Realms here?”

TLDR: danny is very much a baby ghost prince living his life watching everything in space and making new things. he’s basically the equivalent of a baby god playing toys (planets and solar systems) and has no idea that he’s giving the JL and JLD a heart attack because oh my god that’s a baby ghost. but also OH MY GOD THAT’S THE BABY GHOST OF THE HIGH KING. still unsure who takes on the role for danny, pandora? cw? frostbite? a random oc? i know people use jazz as a regent but shes like a teen and deserves to live her life without having to deal with ghostly duties.

now danny’s got these people wanting to care for him cause he’s just out in the open in space and they don’t want the high king to get upset if their son is hurt.

(clockwork finds it very funny because if anything, they have to worry about upsetting anyone who danny deems as his)

[leafyeyes417]

If this was done before someone post the link plz

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Hunting

Damian and Danny are fraternal twins. Both are darker skinned, but Damian got more of Talia’s features while Danny had more of Bruce’s. Ignoring how they got separated and how Danny got to the Fentons, his exposure to ectoplasm, the accident, and ghostliness leeched his skin color to appear white/pale.

Later in Gotham he is seen by one of the Bats while civilian and they are concerned about the Bruce clone. Especially because they are covered in blood (not that they know it isn’t Danny’s blood).

Danny however is on a hunt. The GIW took Ellie and he had hit his limit with kindness or holding back. He may be rusty (he really didn’t get to use his training against the ghosts, they fought too different) but he didn’t forget his League training. He was getting back into shape though after dealing with the minor targets. It’s unfortunate that he needed to go to Gotham since he had no wish to see his bio father and twin but he would go through Hell to get Ellie back.

[thebubblesareevil]

The Return of the First Hero

Danny was the first superhero. He started when he was 14 and there were no other heroes around.

He did what he could during natural disasters and global threats but he was only one kid.

Sure things got a bit easier when he leaned how to make clones but he never felt like he was doing enough.

Because of his status as a ghost he never got worldwide recognition but he didn’t care, that wasn’t why he did it.

Danny was getting ready to go to college when clockwork approached him with devastating news.

With Pariah being defeated and him taking the throne, unrest had spread throughout the different dimensions.

Danny would have to help stop the destruction of reality and protect and maintain the stability of the realms.

So Danny left. He left knowing he was doing what he had to do to protect everyone, but knew he was leaving his world without protection and knew there would be consequences.

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When Danny left, life moved on. Disasters happened and people died. There were no heroes to save the day.

Until there was.

Slowly but surely they came out of the woodwork. The Batman in Gotham. A man of steel in metropolis. The scarlet speedster in central city.

But they never truly left their cities. They never took responsibility of the earth.

And then they had to. Aliens invaded and a team formed bringing even more heroes into the light.

There was controversy the world over whether or not they should trust these heroes.

All except from a small town in Illinois.

Not much happened in amity park. There was hardly any crime. There hadn’t been any recorded natural disasters in years. There was not a single supervillain to be seen nor any hero. There were no corrupt cops and the wealthy not only paid their taxes but were actively involved in the community and charity.

No one understood the adamant support of these heroes. You could always find a few at any anti hero protest yelling their screams of support.

Eventually the cries of invaders and aliens died down and the voices of support outweighed the cries of hate.

One day a large green portal appeared above amity park and the heroes of the world took immediate notice. The Justice league immediately deployed to come to the aid of the little town that had stood beside them for so long.

The energy levels were off the charts. No one knew what was going on but they did their best to do what they could. Try as they might though, none of them could persuade the civilians to leave the area.

No one was panicked as the crowd grew larger, though it parted like the Red Sea when a large van pulled up.

Five adults exited the vehicle (if it could be called that) 2 appeared to be in their late 60s while the young woman with them looked to be in her mid forties with the two others not much younger than her.

They didn’t say anything. They just approached the portal, ignoring any hero that tried to protest.

Suddenly the portal grew brighter as a figure emerged from the green abyss.

A boy, no, a young man exited the portal. He couldn’t be more than 18-19 by the leagues guess.

Not a moment later did he charge at the group immediately being wrapped into a group hug as the portal vanished behind him leaving behind only a single bag.

When they finally let the man go they turned to face the crowd with a smile and he simply said.

I’m home.

The crowd went wild shouting cheers of joy and welcome homes.

The heroes were well and truly confused.

It was flash that approached a man at the edge of the crowd.

“What’s going on? Who is that?”

The man smiled.

“That’s Danny Fenton. The greatest hero this world will ever know and after 30 years he’s finally come home.

Flash immediately rushed over to relay what he was told to the rest of the team and they started to discuss the implications. It wasn’t long though before they were interrupted by the man of the hour.

“Is it true?” He asked, his expression torn and his eyes wet with unshed tears “are you the ones that have been protecting earth?”

The league was silent until superman stepped forward “we are members of the Justice league and we have done everything we can to protect this planet for the last 10 years”

The man grinned as the tears fell down his face.

“All this time, after everything I’ve done, I was terrified there would be nothing left when I came home.”

“Thank you”