Danny Fenton - Blog Posts

Back again with my little ghostie <3

Follow my second page @dannyphantomcomics!

This one is no longer active and is only used for reposting my doodles on my second page!!

I made a doodle a while ago, but it wasn't the best because the ear on Little Danny wasn't what I wanted it to be. And plus I didn't back up the project file sooo... I drew this instead of remaking the sketch I did before.

So I thought I post this one instead! I am trying to get Vlad right. Its his hair I have a hard time with... I swear... (I did little Danny's ear right this time...)

My new obsession OC, check out more on my second page!

Continuation of the comic of Squishy (Still didnt think of a name yet...)

Yep, this is happening! Your welcome <3

More and more of more so more

Another concept idea I had with my Oc "Danna Masters - Adult Danny Clone" for a future idea later on. I might make comics back and forth with the two ideas for my Oc.

The ones with Danna and Vlad are gonna be themed around Danna first being awake. The ones with Danna and Danny are gonna be themed around Danny finding out who Danna is.

Super excited about this! Then again, I do feel like making this into its own tumblr page... Eh..

My new au confirmed

Part 1 of : Danna Masters - Recreation Clone of Danny Fenton

-Shorter name: DNA-

(This took a while and I can finally say, this is something I can get into making)

Here I go again!

Took one of my old ocs of my idea of an Older Danny Fenton/Phantom and used that style for an AU idea I think would be worth creating on a new tumblr page (Maybe)

In this Au, Vlad recreated a new clone of Danny. This time making the clone more adult and more in control for Vlad to use. Plus making the clone more in Vlads image than Dannys. Vlad has put a new ghost energy ability in this one that will be explained later on... For now, its a mystery to the viewer (Im not going to spoil the whole idea)

This clones name is: Danna Masters. The shorter name is: DNA (For known reasons)

Still going at it! Yippeee! Again, check out my second page! I do not use this one anymore

Sorry, it had to be done... (I also wanted to make a new profile pic!)

My Danny Phantom Oc / Au: Danny Phantom ~Resized~

Another post on my second channel! Again this one is not active... I honestly have no idea how to change my second one to my main one...

Redesign incoming! Need opinions if this will stay, or keep him how he already is... In my defense (for myself) I wanted to make him have more of a character spunk to him. A more "Danny" vibe since he is a Danny Bitty...

He does not have a name, yet... I want to see what Tumblr thinks before its accepted to keep him like this

(Disclaimer... I want to do this though... I just want opinions...)

Here I go again... another danny phantom fanart I did

Heh... um... Yeah I think I think I'm getting the hang of his style LOL

Without words:

Reblogging another post from my more active page! Check out @dannyphantomcomics

Finally got around to it. The thing is when I plan to draw or am in the middle of drawing, my ADHD stops me and I end up being distracted by something else. When I finally finish the doodle, I look and realize it's almost midnight...

But it's done, my own version of Danny in his 20's. I don't know which year old I plan him to be, so it is just titled somewhere in his 20's

Reblogging my other page's posts on here so that if I like or follow someone based on Danny Phantom, they know I'm more active on the other page and what they will see!

More thoughts on a crossover with the original Danny and my Au Oc Danny coming soon! (Or when I actually make them)

My Danny Phantom Inspired Au: Phantom Injection

Sorry Ive been busy on this other page I am doing. I just wish I could swap pages so that this one is my main...

If you like to check out this page that Ive been doing a lot of, go ahead. My main page is gonna be quiet for a long while...

Sorry everyone, Undertale isnt really my thing anymore. But I still love the fanbase!!

Im moving back to my favorite childhood cartoon now! I will miss all of you!!

He is looking through your monitor! What will he do!?

My Danny Phantom Inspired Au: Phantom Injection

Oh gosh... HELP ME!!!

Oh no... Omg...

So um...

I think I just made a new Doodle character oc obsession...

Do you wanna see it..? You sure!?

Well... here you go... (I am sooo sorry...)

Now Presenting: Fresh Sans - The Ghost!

I swear... he still haunts me... My obsession with Fresh doesn't go away!

(He is NOT a snake! Fresh is tall so he has a long ghost tail! Don't mistake him for a snake... please...)

"You caught him!"

doodle based on a thought @blobghost had that operative L is dash's dad dash found phantom wounded, L found them both and praised his son for capturing him

@midnightectosnack

read blob's fanfic here!!!^^^^^

Does anyone need fic recs? This is just from 2024 BTW, that's how much fanfic I consume in a year. I got (mostly) MHA (seriously, i can recommend hundreds of MHA fics), JJK, HP, a few DCs, mostly DC x Danny Phantom or Spiderman, and some Mystic Messenger

Little Baby Man Danny I decided to draw at 1am instead of sleeping

Half-n-Half

One Halloween, Danny dresses up as a carton of half-n-half for his costume. Literally everyone in town is baffled by this except Sam and Tucker, who only increase the confusion when they react by laughing super hard. Sam is hunched over and holding her stomach and the only thing keeping Tucker from falling to the ground is the fact that he’s leaning on Sam. Danny just has the widest grin on his face as he shoots the two of them finger guns.

Betcha the ghost-beeswax candles let you see spirits within their range of illumination. Very handy for a seance.

DP x DC prompt: Beekeeper Danny

Ooookay, Danny has moved to Gotham for <insert reason here> and is faced with a problem. Yes, Gotham has higher levels of ambient ectoplasm than your average city, but it's nowhere near those of Amity Park who has a goddamn artificial hell mouth smack in the center of it. Also, the ectoplasm which IS there is contaminated with some nasty shit that makes Danny feel ill when he takes too much of it in. Having his friends back in Amity Park ship him flasks of pure ecto on the sly is difficult to say the least, so he starts thinking about ways to both concentrate and purify Gotham's ecto so he's not one shipment interruption from being in really bad shape.

He get's his solution from Sam. On his bi-weekly video call with her and Tucker, she gets to ranting about bee conservation. Tucker makes a joking comment about honey being basically bee vomit, and Sam tears into him saying "That is a gross oversimplification at best and outright bee-slander at worst!" This perks Danny's curiosity, so he looks up the biological process by which bees turn nectar into honey...and he's found his answer. Blob ghosts are basically the filter feeders of the Ghost Zone/Infinite Realms. If he can get a bunch of them to behave kinda like honey bees, his ecto supply should be assured.

It works...a bit too well...

Now Danny has a swarm of glowing green honey bees that are roughly the size of carpenter bees buzzing happily about him. Their queen is roughly the size of a large hummingbird. He heaves a weary sigh and starts looking up how to ACTUALLY keep bees and making skips out of ghost-friendly material for them to build their hive in on top of his apartment building.

But, won't Danny get complaints from his neighbors? Here's the kicker. Unless you are a 1) ghost, 2) halfa, 3) wearing specialized Fenton Ecto-Visual Goggles or 4) a mage, you cannot see, hear or feel the bees! They're buzzing around Gotham happily, slurping up the ecto to take back to the hive for processing. And they slurp it up from EVERYWHERE...including certain people.

Jason Todd is slightly confused but not about to look a gift horse in the mouth. Over the last few months, the Pit Rage has been decreasing gradually. He doesn't think much about it until he shows up at the BatCave for an all hands meeting that has been called because John Constantine needed to brief them on something...only for Con-job to take one look at Red Hood and shout that he's "COVERED IN FUCKING BEES!!!"

Silly Danny Phantom Headcanons/AUs

Vlad’s outfit looks the way it does because he finally “died” after the slow process of his ecto acne while dressed up for halloween.

Danny sends Vlad a Christmas/Hanukah present every year. It’s a box of fruit loops.

Danny Phantom, but Vlad is just a mildly annoying rich guy that Danny likes to mess with and no one ever believes Vlad that a ghost/Danny is messing with him.

Okay so, I had a burst of inspiration. Think of it as a second trailer for Task force: Tricksters.

Trailer: “ What do you think Voodoo, think I can swipe it without having that guy notice.” , Roady said trying to get at least one of his ‘brothers’ to back him up.The boys were on their rooftop looking down at the busy crowd. It wasn’t theirs but it was a abandoned building so they called dibs. When Roady said his ‘name’ he looked over to the guy that his brother was determined to pit pocket. Ever since they left ... the bad place, they refused to go by the names they were given to them by the bad men. So they just named each other instead.

Voodoo’s name came from when they had watched the Princess and the frog movie that a family had left playing after they went to bed. The boys had a clear view to the movie from the window as the family had forgotten to close the curtains. Throughout the movie the boys kept asking their magic using brother if he could the same thing as the Shadow Man since then they jokingly started calling him that until it just became his actual name.

The family had a bad habit of leaving their curtains of their living room open. With a clear view to their tv, the boys would ‘visit’ the house to get more cultured and gain some information about the world they were in. Roady got his name the same way but with a old cartoon instead. At first it was a name his brothers gave him to mock him as it seemed that a roadrunner was faster than him as he could not yet reach a speed that could reconstruct an entire street. But it did encourage him to train harder to get faster, so he didn’t mind it after proving to his brothers that he could outrun a bird.

Spinner had gotten his name in a different manner but a much simpler way. With his webs being the only constant fabric that the boys had access to he used it as much as he could to help his brothers. So, he would be constantly found by one of his brothers spinning a new web so that the boys wouldn’t have to worry about sleeping on hard concrete at night or trying to make blankets to keep his brothers warm in the winter. After the boys had snuck into a library once to gather some information into what time and place they were in, they had decided to look around and see what else caught their interest. The web user brother had seen a book that had a frightening creature on it that had his former name on it. Out of morbid curiosity he opened it and took it to his brothers. They had learned that every time their brother had been using his webs that the correct term for it would be that he was spinning his webs. So that day he was named Spinner.

Puppy did not hate his name, he rather prefers it than his former name. The name he used to have made him sound like a cold heartless leader and he was anything but. His brothers had always seen him as the brother that preferred peace than to the violence that they would usually have to do. But it did not mean that he would not hesitate to rip out someone’s tongue if they had even dared to harm his brothers. One day when the weather was good, the boys were wondering around the city when they came to a unusual place filled with people and had an unusual amount of nature in it. The boys were hesitant but the strange area seemed to be filled with life and had lured them in. Almost immediately a whole herd that had been on a walk with their hired walker had ran up to the brothers. They seemed mostly interested in their canine-like brother. Distantly they had heard a small child say, “ Mommy, look! All the puppies like that boy! That’s not fair, I want the puppies to like me too!” When the mother looked up to see what her daughter was talking about she just saw a pack of dogs look confused as a man with a bunch of leashes in his hand come running up to the canines. About a few blocks away the boys were in a alley trying to be invisible. After that the brothers had started to show their affection to their brother by calling him ‘Puppy’ as they knew how he hated how his previous name made him sound like a predator.

Spooky had gotten his name in an unusual way. After recently escaping they had made a sort of base/home in a, what they thought, abandoned building. What the brothers didn’t know was that it was actually a building that a resident gang had recently decided it would be a good place for operation. The last thing that the gang had expected was to find a group of teenagers. The boys were still recovering from their last encounter of almost getting taken again so they did not look so good. To the gang the group of teenagers looked tired, hungry, and dirty. The gang had thought that the brothers were just some street kids looking for shelter. The gang had sympathy for the kids as they knew how hard it was to live in the streets. When one member went up to talk to them, one of the kids had suddenly said something that shocked them. “I’m sorry for your loss.” You see the specter brother had the ability to see the dead, so everyone that had died that had been close to the gang, he could see them. He said so himself, at first the gang had thought he was insane but then only said information had been disclosed between gang members and close allies. The gang had started to call him ‘spooky’ as a way to describe him but the brothers just picked it up as an actual name.

Mushu had given himself his name. He was the one that gave the bad men the hardest time when trying to make him forget because he was just so different. He remembered his past a bit more than his brothers. What he remembers is that his mother had loved to show him the movie ‘Mulan’, as a way to teach him to not underestimate girls and get him more interested into his family’s culture. He would constantly ask his mother that if he were to transform into his other form would he look like the cartoon dragon. Though he can’t remember her face, his mother would just smile at him and say “Perhaps... but you will definitely be a lot bigger and not be confused for a snake.” When he first transformed into his other form it was after he and his brothers were able to escape. The first thing that he and his brothers noticed about his form was about how red his scales were, much like the cartoon dragon. Once that happened he had deemed himself to be called Mushu as a way to try and remember his mother.

“ I don’t know, Roady.”, Voodoo said in order to try and steer his brother away from mischief.

“ That guy looks pretty high profiled, not to mention I’m getting a bad feeling about him.”, from the alarmed look coming from his eldest brother, Spinner quickly added, “ Not as ‘them’ but, as someone that just might be hard to go unnoticed by.”

This still made his brother weary but more calm. The man in question that had no clue that he was being conspired to be pit pocketed was none other than ... Oliver Queen, Star City’s very own vigilante.

(Side Note: I have decided to ship Peter with Steve in this fan fiction.)

You guys are probably going to think I’m a nut job but I sort of created a team based off that the character would get red eyes when transforming or when they are being controlled. With Harry we know that he got red eyes whenever Voldemort would take possession of him. With Barry when he was under the influence of the Rainbow Raider his eyes would turn red. Peter, I had once seen a fan art of him under the influence of venom and he had red eyes and then there is also Instant Kill Mode that I love to see on him. With Scott every time he goes wolf he has his red eyes shown, red eyes in his world signify the status of a alpha wolf. Danny had once been under control by Freakshow and during that he had red eyes instead of his normal blue or green. And Jake normally has his eyes black but for a split moment when he transforms he has flames in his eyes, so I just saw them as red instead. To be perfectly honest I had created this team because they are all characters I had a crush on while growing up.

Task force : Tricksters

Harry Potter - Daniel Radcliffe -Warlock

Barry Allen - Grant Gustin - Vortex

Peter Parker - Tom Holland -Arachnid

Scott McCall - Tyler Posey - Alpha

Danny Fenton - Logan Lerman -Phantom

Jake Long - Ryan Potter - Dragon

I put who I imagine in the team and what I thought would be like their code names. I also came up with nicknames they call each other since they are too paranoid to use their actual names or don’t remember them. I’m still working on the story for it.

Harry- Voodoo

Barry- Roady (short for roadrunner)

Peter- Spinner

Scott- Puppy

Danny- Spooky

Jake- Mushu

Preview:

Hydra had heard rumors that all over ,there are powerful forces that could even outdo what the super soldier serum could do. There were mentions of children having powers that make grown men keel over. A baby in London had made his house blowup when an intruder had entered. His parents were deceased but the baby only had a scar to show that he was harmed. It was said that only a pile of robes and ashes were left of the intruder. A boy barely out of elementary school had seen his parents get murdered and had suddenly entered a coma for a year. Rumors say that his body would vibrate suddenly and stop as soon as it happened. And when he woke up he was perfectly healthy. He had said that the person who killed his parents drugged him as all he saw that was attacking his parents where flashes of lightning. A boy who had just recently started elementary school had recently been displaying abnormal strength and unusual stickiness after visiting his parents (undercover) work place. The child was under Hydra’s radar especially as his parents had been SHIELD agents and recent targets. A boy who had recently started middle school had been displaying odd behaviors after he had told his parents he had been bitten by a big dog. His parents hadn’t believed him as he had no wounds on him, but afterward he had become extremely aggressive when upset and had strange reactions towards his senses. A rumor from another state that a baby boy had been would go missing constantly after his parents had found him in their latest invention. A scout that was sent out had reported seeing the boy’s eyes glow green when having a small tantrum. And finally, a source from China had reported that a family had been slaughtered in what seemed to be a gang war. But Hydra saw differently. The only survivor had been a toddler. The boy had said to the Chinese officials that his parents had taken a vacation to China to visit his mother’s family when the bad men came. His mother had hid him in a secret room in the closet and told him to only come out when he heard nothing. The young boy was sent to an orphanage but would display odd behavior. He would often growl when angry and roar when having a tantrum. The orphanage had reported that the young boy at the age of seven had blew fire out of his mouth.

It’a a work in progress but I just wanted to know if I should continue with this insane idea or just give it up and just have this task force doing their adventures in my head.

The ships I have in mind so far are Harry x Cedric, Oliver x Barry, Scott x Liam, Danny x Sam (Manson), and Jake x Rose. I’m not mentioning Peter because I am stuck on who to ship him with. As you can tell by my name I would normally ship him with Bucky but I can also see Peter happily in a relationship with Steve or MJ. So out of those three I don’t know who to ship him with in this story.

Cover; Raison d’être

Illust by Alkallier & Story Prompt by @fandomfuntimem

Synopsis: Jason goes to investigate a new gang that’s been going rampant, what he found out was not anything he had initially expected. [Prompt Link]

I was watching a ghost hunter show where the ‘ghost’ could only use the machine to say pre-recorded words. And I had an idea. We know that technology can’t always work with ectoplasm. So what if ghost speak couldn’t be heard over the phone? And to call for help, the Amity Parkers had to get creative to get ahold of the Justice League when the GIW declares all out war on all the ghosts and liminal in town.

Dead End Call

“Hello, you have reached the Justice League emergency hotline. What is the nature of your emergency?”

“Hello, hello. Emergency, hello. Justice League.” A distorted male voice answered back.

“Yes, I can hear you. Can you hear me? what is the nature of your emergency?” Green Lantern asked again.

“I can hear you, emergency. Hello Justice League. Hello emergency.”

“Do you need help? Can you hear me?”

“Help. Help. Can you hear me? Help.” The voice distorted again to something like static.

“Prank calls aren’t funny kid. This is an emergency line.” With an exasperated sigh, Green Lantern hung up.

“What was that about?”

“It’s just a prank call. Some kid using a voice mod thing.”

“Really? That’s annoying.”

“I know. But it’s not that unusual. Kids don’t have anything better to do during the summer.”

“I guess. What are you doing on hotline duty? You’re not scheduled for refresher training for another few months, right?”

“Food fight in the cafeteria. Batman added everyone involved to additional monitor or dispatch duty twice a week for the next month.”

“Yikes. Hate to be you. Who else got caught?”

“Flash, Plasticman, Vigilante, and Shining Knight.”

Zatanna raised an eyebrow. “Can’t imagine Sir Justin getting involved in a food fight.”

Hal shrugged with a good-humored smirk, “Vig took a salad bowl to the head, Sir Justin jumped in to cover his retreat. Right in time for Bats to break up the fun.”

Zatanna giggled, “Poor Sir Justin.”

“Poor Sir Justin?” Hal Jorden gasped dramatically, “What about me? I was just an innocent bystander.”

“I’m sure you were.”

“What are you doing here anyway?”

“Unlike you. I’m just here for one shift for refresher dispatch training.”

“Good for you. Well, have at it. The active-duty roster is on the big screen with who's suited up and available.”

Zatanna looked up at the large monitor with pinging dots in various locations around the world. “Alright. A bit better than the old system of scrolling for available heroes and asking where they are.”

“Yeah, Cyborg linked everyone’s com into the system so we can tell who is where, when their com is active.”

“Sounds good. Alright, Let’s do this.” Zatanna put headset on and clicked ‘available operator’ on the screen. Immediately her phone rang. “Hello, this is the Justice League Emergency Hotline. What is the nature of your emergency?”

“Emergency. Hello, Justice League. Emergency.” A female voice came through her headset. The connection was very poor. Interference and static came through.

“Can you hear me? This is the Justice League emergency Hotline. Do you need help?” Zatanna looked over at Hal. He was fiddling with his headset cord. He looked up at her and she gestured her head to the screen. It was the same number as his prank call.

“Hear me? Help. Justice League. Emergency Help.” The feminine voice sounded vaguely familiar. Zatanna ignored it to confront the prankster.

“Kid, this isn’t a joke. This is a serious line for actual emergencies. You can’t keep calling. I’m going to hang up now. Please don’t call back.”

“Isn’t a Joke. This isn’t a Joke. Please don’t. Hang up now. Actual Emergencies. Keep calling. Hotline. Justice League. Help. For actual emergencies.” The static under the female voice sharpened. Zatanna paused. Her finger was just hovering over the button to end the call when something stopped her. The tone of voice was sharp. Irritated. Also, strangely familiar. After a second it dawned on her. Hal was still looking at her, so she waved him over to listen into the call. Once he was listening with his own muted headset, she asked “Are you…? Are you repeating what I’m saying?”

“Repeating. Help. Isn’t a Joke. What I’m saying. Emergency. Help. Hello. Help. Emergency.”

Zatanna finally recognized the voice. “Is that my voice? Are you repeating with my voice?”

“Repeating. Voice. You. Emergency. Help. Isn’t a Joke. Help. Justice League. Don’t. Hang Up.”

“You’re using my voice to talk back to me? My words. And…You can only repeat what you hear… is that right?” Zatanna shared a glance with a horrified Hal. Him, just realizing he had hung up on an actual emergency. Not a kid playing a joke.

Zatanna’s own voice echoed staticky in her ear. “Right. Right. Can repeat. Only. Talk back. Using voice. Help. Emergency help.”

“Are you in danger?” She looked over at Hal who was typing on his own computer to trace the call origin. He looked back at her and shook his head. Weirdly, they can’t find where the signal is coming from.

“Danger. Emergency. Help Justice League. Help. In danger”

“I understand. I’m going to ask you where you are. Do you understand?” Zatanna was going to have to narrow this down. She pulled up a world map onto her screen.

“Understand. Help. Emergency.” The static in the voice softened slightly. Like relief.

“OK, we need to know where you are. What continent are you on? Asia? Africa? Australia? Europe? North America? South America?”

“North America. Help. Emergency.”

Zatanna clicked on the screen to enlarge the North American Continent. “OK, you’re in North America. Are you in Canada or America?”

“America. Help.”

Another click of the mouse to focus on the USA. “OK are you in the North, Northeast, Southeast, West, Southwest, or Midwest?”

“Midwest. Midwest. Help emergency. Help. America. Midwest.”

“OK I’m going to ask your state now. Do you know it?” Zatanna clicked on the Midwest region of the map to enlarge it more. Hal was standing up now. Anticipation making his body glow faintly green. He was texting something on his phone, but Zatanna ignored it to focus on her own echoing voice on the other end of the line.

“Know it. know it.” Her voice repeated back, “Ask.”

“Are you in North Dakota? Are you in Minnesota? Are you in South Dakota? Are you in Nebraska, Kansas, Iowa, Missouri, Wisconsin, Illinois, Michigan-“

The voice interrupted her. “Illinois. Illinois, Midwest America, Illinois. Help. Emergency. Justice League Help.”

“Do you know where in Illinois you are?”

“Yes, yes. Where Illinois. Emergency. Ask.”

Zatanna enlarged the map of the state infront of her. The closest hero was in Detroit Michigan and they didn’t’ have any abilities to help them get to Illinois quickly. She gestured to Hal to look at the screen. He nodded his understanding. “Do you know where in the state you are? what region or what county?

“County. Know. County.”

“OK I’m going to name a few counties. Tell me yes or no if you are there, okay?”

“Yes, yes. Tell me.”

Zatanna listed off the counties on the map. Her tongue slightly tangling over the midwestern words. “OK, Joe Durres, Steffensen, Winnebago, Boone, McHenry, Lake, Cook, Dupage, Kane, Dekalb, Ogle, Carroll, Whiteside, Lee-“

The voice interrupted again. “ Lake. County.”

“OK you’re in Lake County. is that right?” Zatanna clicked over the county and enlarged the map.

“Right. Right, help. Emergency. In Lake County.”

“OK I’m going to name off some cities in Lake County. Are you in a city? yes or no”

“City no. name cities. Yes.”

Zatanna paused for a second. “Do you mean you are not in a city, but you can name the closest one to you? yes or no?”

“Yes. Name. Closet one. Name. Closest. City. Emergency.”

“Okay. I understand. Are you in Gurney? are you in Libertyville, Grayslake, round lake, or round lake beach? Are you in Lake Forest, Zion, Vernon Hills, Highland Park, or north Chicago-“

The voice cut her off again. “Park.”

“Are you in Highland Park?”

“No. Park. In Park. Park. Park. Park. Emergency. In Park.” The tone of the voice did’t change but the words came faster, almost overlapping over themselves.

“OK calm down. Let me understand. Are you in a park or in a place called park?”

“In a place called Park. Help emergency. In place called park.”

Zatanna scanned the list of Illinois cities called ‘Park’ in the county. “OK are you in Round Lake Park or Beach Park, Deerfield Park, Park City, or Deer Park.”

“No. Place called Park. No city. place called park.”

“So you’re in a place called Park but it’s not a city is that right?”

“ Right. Place call park. Emergency. not city. Help.”

“OK, let's go down the list. Brook Park, Mill Park, Park Barrington, River Park, Park Township, VernonPark Hills, West Keegan Park, West Deerfield Park, Amity Park, Wheeling Park-“

“Amity. Amity Park. Emergency in Amity Park. Emergency in Amity Park. emergency help help emergency.”

“OK you're an Amity Park. Is that right?”

“Right. Right. In Amity Park”

Zatanna nodded to Hal who was still texting on his phone. He nodded back to her.

“OK, I know where you are now. Now we need to know what kind of emergency is it a natural disaster? is it a villain? is it an alien?”

“Villain. Emergency. villain villain villain.” The words came fast. Static was almost overwhelming.

“OK, calm down. I'm right here. Does the villain have powers or not.”

“Villian have. No. Powers. I'm here. Powers. Help. Natural- powers. Help. I'm. kind of. Natural. Help. Powers. We. Need help. OK?”

Zatanna paused. The sentences didn’t make sense. The villain did not have powers? But the caller said “I’m. Kind of. Natural.” She shared a look to Hal. Hal typed on his computer and a message appeared on her screen.

“I txted Flash. He can be there, but he needs to know what kind of situation he’s running into.” Zatanna read the message and nodded.

“OK. You need to give me more information. There are villains but they don’t have powers? Can you tell me what kind of natural powers you mean? Are they metagene powers? Are they magic? Are there weapons?”

“Magic. Weapons. Powers magic. I. powers. magic. Help. Can you help. Me?”

Zatanna felt a rush of fear. Magic powers. ‘Villains no powers. Weapons’ must mean that the villains don’t have any powers, but they have weapons that can affect the magic user who is calling. She looked over at Hal. He nodded. “Okay. I have magic too. I am going to Amity Park to help you. Can you tell me how many villains there are? Are there more than five or less than five?

“More than five. Villains. I have magic too. Villains. Weapons. more than we. I am going too. yes. Yes going. Help.”

So, the caller definitely needed magic backup. Zatanna gestured to Hal who began to send an all-notice message to any Magic using League hero. “Are the villains after your powers? is that right? the villains are attacking you for your powers?”

“Right. Right villains attacking for powers. Help emergency. More than me. Powers. Villains attacking. We need help. Amity park. Needs help.”

Zatanna froze. ‘We need help.’ More than me…powers. We need help. Oh god. “Is there more than one of you with magic? There’s a group of you with powers that the villains are attacking?” Zatanna asked. A group of magic users fighting villains? Maybe sending more magic users isn’t the best idea. They might need some heavy hitters for this.

“Group. with powers. Magic. Amity Park. Magic. Villains attacking. Disaster. Emergency help. Villains have. More than one of you. Of you. We. villains have. More than one. Of We.”

It took Zatanna only a second. By now she was standing up out of her chair. “Do The villains have hostages? With magic powers? How many?”

Hal had linked in the call with multiple coms. On the large monitor Zatanna could see multiple heroes dots shift slightly. All in the direction of Illinois. She was grateful to see Wonder Woman, Flash, and Captain Marvel all headed in that direction. “We’ve got hero’s coming your way. They will be there soon to help you and rescue the hostages.”

“Many hostages. Many magic in Amity Park. Weapons. Villains have. Weapons. We have. Magic. Villains have Hostages. Villains have. Soon. Powers. We need help. Heroes coming. Justice league. Help. Not villains. We not. Villains. Help we.”

Zatanna felt sick as she understood that message. ‘The villains have hostages and weapons. The caller and the others have powers. But then… villains have…soon…powers. Did that mean that the villains were taking powers away from whoever was calling? She paused at that last sentence. “You’re not the villains. what do you mean by that?

“We. Not. the Villains. Villains have hostages. Villains have weapons. Isn’t a joke. Isn’t. Isn’t Right. We. Not Villains. We Natural. We not weapons. We not villains. Help. Rescue hostages. Rescue. Me. Help Me. Help we have Powers. Help.”

“You’re not the villains, I know. You say you are natural. Do you mean that when the heroes get there, they might think you are the villains and get confused?” Zatanna knew that multiple heroes were silently listening to the call.

“We not the villains. Heroes might think. Powers. Are the. Weapons. We Amity Park. We need help. Justice league get here. Rescue Hostages.”

Hal messaged her again on her screen. Zatanna read off the message.

“We’ve alerted the Illinois National Guard as well. They’ll be there soon to help.”

“No. No. No. National Guard. No help. Villains. Guard villains. Help we. Help Amity Park.”

Zatanna looked confused. “What? No the national guard is coming there to help.”

“National Guard. The.Villains. They guard. The villains. No help. They’ll. Weapon. Amity Park. Powers. Justice League Rescue Amity Park. Help. Help. Help.” The static became so prevalent that Zatanna had to fight the impulse to rip the headset off. She tried to decipher the words.

“Okay. Okay we’ll help you. But we need to be able to find you. Are you in a house or a building? Can you get to a rooftop?”

“Building Rooftop. Heroes Find Me.”

“How can we find you? Can you wave a flag or give us a sign. Are you a woman or a man? What do you look like.”

There was a long pause. “I can. Wave. Kid. Kid. Woman. Kid woman.”

Zatanna wondered for a long moment where the word ‘kid’ came from before remembering when she first accused the caller of prank calling. She said ‘Kid, this isn’t a joke.’ The she felt bile flood her throat as she understood what they meant. “Are…are you a child?”

Zatanna’s own voice answered back. “Child. Kid. Woman child. Rooftop. Help Justice League. Find. Me. Help Hostages. Help. Amity Park.”

Flashes voice came over the com line. Muted from the call but clear in Zatanna’s other ear. “Oh my god. I’m here. It’s a war zone. There’s…We’re going to need back up. Medical units. There are tanks and fires everywhere. There’s been some kind of artillery shot at different buildings. It’s a war zone.”

There was a silent horrified moment as all the heroes listening absorbed the information. “I think I see our caller. It’s a little girl. Maybe eight or ten. White hair. She’s floating. She’s on the library roof with a giant phone. I think she sees me.”

In Zatanna’s other ear her own voice repeated. “Heroes find me. Rooftop. Help.”

“The man in red is called Flash. He’s there to help.”

“He’s there. Man In Red. Help. Flash. Find me.”

“I’m on my way too. Just stay with Flash and tell him what you need, okay sweetie?” Zatanna’s voice was infinitely softer now that she knew it was a child on the phone.

“Okay. Stay with Flash. Help. On. You. Way.”

The line shut off and Zatanna flinch at the sudden silence in her ear. She glanced over at Hal. “I’m going to Zeta down to Amity.”

“I’m right behind you. Flash said a war zone. I…I need to be there.”

Zatanna nodded at his guilty expression. “Right. Let’s hurry and get to Amity Park.”

Masterlist ✨✨✨

Start here! :

The Origin

The rest ! :

(X means unfinished)

(All of these are connected but can be read as stand alone)

Meeting the phantomily:

Crack meeting the batfam :

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5 the final!

Hide @ dick’s apartment :

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5 the final!!

You can’t bench me! :

Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5| Part 6| Part 7| Part 8 the final!!

ice cream| intermission | bonus

The Batburger saga :

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3| Part 4 | Part 5| Part 6 the final!

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ships in the AU?

First hug?

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Danny and supervillian/mad scientists jack and maddie

Buuut, they don't know that Danny's a hero and his siblings ( a deaged dan that the same age as danny, ellie, and jazz) are following their parents......slightly.

Dan is fine with being a villian, but he's more of an anti hero. Ellie just causes chaos and tries to be evil like jack and maddie but she keeps failing and makes everything better. Jazz isn't even doing anything really she's just scary and can live normally despite everyone knowing that she's their kid. Vlads just the overbearing godfather who indulges them.

Anyhow danny doesn't want his parents to know for fear of getting grounded or it being called a faze( like the thundermans with max but with opposite roles if you understand the reference)

So oneday his brother, Dante also known as the wraith is doing stuff downtown and danny is out as phantom and he's with a team.

Danny and his team stopping wraith

Wraith annoyed: stop this brother

Phantom: or what

Wraith: or I tell mom

Phantom:.........

Phantom: ....you wouldn't

Wraith: I would, I'll do it right now watch me

Wraith: MO-

Phantom: random noises

Wraith: MOO-

Phantom: more random noises

Wraith: loser says what

Phantom: what??

Wraith: you owe me a cujo day

Phantom: you bastard-

Wraith leaving: MOOOM YOUR SONS OUT VIGALANTING AGAIN

Phantom flying after him as his team watched amused: NO IM NOT HES A LIER WHO LIES.

Dp x dc prompt

Redhood didn't like people who took advantage of children. Fucking hated them.

So when he heard of a new crime lord employing children in there area, he had to put a bullet between that fucker's eyes. Apperently, the guy ran the original gang out of town and set the kids off on petty crime. Stealing money. Food, clothes, in some cases, even drugs.

Redhood stood outside an abandoned building, gun at the ready. There was no security, no goons. Did this guy know he was coming? Is this a trap? Redhood shook off his worries. No matter. He's just gotta get this bastard before it could get any worse.

He crept through raftors and boxes. He listened for footsteps. Step step step. The footsteps were heavy and dragging, sluggish. According to eye witnesses, the crime lord tended to drag his feet, maybe limp even.

Redhood slid out of hiding, pressed his gun up to the back of the man's head, and-

It was a kid. The kid turned around, so irely calm. His long black air hung down, obscuring his face, but Redhood could clearly see the way his pale sickly skin sank into his bones. How his dull blue eyes seamed to gloss over and stare into his soul. Almost daring him to pull the trigger. Yet, despite the dark of the warehouse, he almost seemed to glow.

"So?" He asked.

"Wha- so what?" Redhood asked. He was shaking. He hasn't put the gun down.

"Are you going to pull the trigger or not? I mean, you've got a clear shot. I just ask you to clean up after. The kids don't need to see that," The teen slowly blinked at him. Redhood slowly lowered the gun. Just a gang of kids run rampant, yeah. That's what this is.

The kid hummed and began to walk off. Redhood couldn't really call it walking or even limping. It looked more like dragging a nearly dead leg. Now that he was close, he could see it. The dragging leg, the dead arm in a sling. The lichtenberg scars crawled up his face, reaching his eye, blinded and half shut. How did this kid run a whole gang out of town?

Red Hood followed him. The kid only gave his a brief glance before shrugging. Redhood followed him to the back of the warehouse, where a group of kids slept. Redhood recognised them, street kids. All either homeless or too scared to go home.

"They helped me," the kid whispered, "I got rid of those people because I hated the way they hurt the people around them, and when I fell sick, those kids stepped up to help. The least I can do is give them a place to stay."

"You fell sick? You weren't always like this?"

"No. I used to be a lot stronger, braver," The kid gave a heavy sigh before slowly lowering himself to the ground. Crossing his legs and resting his head on his hand, "Now I can barely move without aching, I feel like an old man trapped in a teenager's body."

Redhood glanced between him and the sleeping kids. He was helping them, housing them. In return, they were stealing food and medicine for their sick friend, and Rehood almost shot him.

"My name is Danny, by the way," The kid- Danny grumbled.

Redhood sighed and sat down next to him, "Nice to meet you, Danny. I'm Redhood."

Sorry for my broken English. So I've had this thought for months at this point, just Danny being the chocolate guy from Infinite Realms, and by chocolate guy, I mean the one who makes edible sculptures out of chocolate or other things, but chocolate, after all.

Just imagine a couple of the bats who were mistakenly sent to Danny's lair and they go in and see a real-time recreation of the solar system (made of chocolate) or something.

Or maybe Danny making a themed gift for Pandora's birthday. The videos of Danny making a scale recreation of Clockwork's lair. But mostly, the fact that Danny has access to super rare ingredients due to the portals to other realities makes his creations even crazier, cooler, and with interesting effects. Imagine Constantine fighting at an auction to buy a basket of chocolate apples just because one of the ingredients in them is precisely an apple that is said to cure 99.9% of diseases for which no cure has been discovered. So many possibilities for misunderstandings and chaos right there.

(Your English is perfectly fine! The funniest part is that I think I know exactly which chocolate guy you’re talking about XD)

“And this is… made of chocolate?” Bruce asked, looking at the sculpture.

“It’s amazing,” Damian breathed.

It was an enormous sculpture of the Solar System, all floating in the air. Asteroids and space rocks were made of crystal candy, with moons being sculpted from cake and brownies. Planet rings were made from fruit and gummies all clustered together in floating circles.

Everything was beautiful and well made. Everyone looked at it in awe.

Damian was especially excited, nearly bouncing from sculpture to sculpture to see the delicately formed chocolate and candy put together into a hyper realistic rendition of the Solar System. He dragged along Stephanie with him too, looking overjoyed by everything.

Danny looked back from where he was leading them even deeper into his lair. He gave a small smile and said, “Yeah, it’s all candy and chocolate.”

Jason leaned in closer with a grin, face to face with Jupiter’s chocolate imitation.

“Is it edible?” He asked, looking ready to take a bite the moment Danny gave his confirmation.

“Not sure. I could eat it, but I made everything using the ingredients I get from the planets themselves.”

Everyone took an incredibly long step back, even Jason, his grin quickly falling off his face.

“Say again?” Stephanie asked, staring at Danny in horror.

Danny was still grinning. “Everything’s made with ingredients I procured myself, including stuff from the planets themselves.” He tilted his head and said, “I could eat it just fine, but I’m not sure if you want to eat the dust from other planets.”

Jason grimaced. “I’ll pass, thank you.”

No one wanted a bite of sulfur dioxide, methane gases, or silicon particles. Even if it was covered in chocolate.

Danny shrugged, “Your loss! Neptune’s gases tastes pretty good.”

Everyone gave each other a weary and exasperated look.

How on earth did they forget that he was a crazy space fan and a ghost?

This post was brought to you by a real conversation I had with my dad.

(At a gala after Sam dragged Danny along)

Danny: I’m trying to watch my weight so I did the math on my calories and I was able to eat 6 slices of pizza!

Tim:…. What exactly did your calorie app say when you did the math?

Danny: That a quarter of a pizza is 340 calories! So I ate 6 slices since I only had 400 calories left for the day.

Tim: Danny- that’s not- 6 slices is three quarters of a pizza. Not one.

Danny: What do you mean….

Tim: Half of an 8 slice pizza is 4. And half of half is a quarter which leaves you with two. One quarter would have been 2 slices. You ate 3 times that much.

Danny: Oh- so I overate.

Tim: Yeah.

Danny: I honestly coulda ate the whole pizza.

Jason and Sam are dying in the corner overhearing the conversation and Bruce is staring at Danny a little too intently and it’s making Dick nervous he might end up with another brother.

I'm going to make paper clothes for Bin so If you guys want to send/reblog ideas Imma make like 8 or more outfits

His green boots stay no matter what!

The Ancient Warrior

DP x DC Prompt

Danny is either bored of King work or is forced on a vacation from his Ghost King duties in the DC Universe. But because of Clockwork, Danny is sent the very distant past of the world, and because of his immortal body, something he got when he accepted the Crown of Flames and the Ring of Rage when he was 19, he doesn't age at all or die from being hot with a fatal blow.

Clockwork was the one to tell him to be a warrior where the Halfa found himself, so he donned a modified version of his Kingly Armor that covers his entire body and makes his voice deeper and more menacing and had done so. The modified armor he has allows him to access weaker versions of the Ancients powers.

Danny had unknowingly started a new religion in the DC Universe, the Warriors Religion. It's a religion about fighting, but even Danny himself has told those part of it, when he eventually found out about the religion, that it's not always about fighting physically, it can be for any battle one takes.

Danny has many fighting styles, as he is the Ghost King and needs to defend himself when attacked, which are made up of many long dead fighting styles from many Ghosts in the Infinite Realms, amd because Pandora was one of his mentors, he had Amazonian training as well.

As the years go by, with it getting closer to modern times in the DC Universe, Danny has had many students and adversaries. Ra's Al Ghul and his daughters Talia and Nyssa were some of his students, Diana of Themyscira was an adversary, but not one to battle him to death like many others before her. And then he got another student, Bruce Wayne. While training Bruce, the Al Ghuls would challenge him in battles, but not to the death, as they seen what he did to those killed, as whenever he killed someone, the intense emotions, the ectoplasm from him, and a violent death at his hands causes all his opponents to become Ghosts, but before they could fully form, he gently grabs there forming core in one hand, and teleports them to the Infinite Realms after saying something to the cores. Because those he kills and sends to the Infinite Realms can not be revived by the Lazarus Pits

"May you find peace in the afterlife" for those that had no ill will

"May you find redemption in the afterlife" for bad guys he kills

When Danny is not his 'Warrior' persona, he's an average Gothamite with an average job and trying to survive till the next day in the chaotic city he calls home.