Danny Phantom Au - Blog Posts

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...)

Here’s a free to use Danny phantom base for anyone to use

I’d love to see what you guys create with this

Okay, instead of Clockwork disliking the Speedsters, he's actually loving them cuz they made his work so fun and interesting, I mean, he knows everything and he also knows that the Speedsters would fix it sooner or later and the timeline would be alright.

And the plus side of it all, is that he gets to see it in his cog mirror shaped portal thing directly with popcorn in hand.

The dramas, the angst, the comedy, the romance and things. Its just a full blown telenovela to him.

So when the day came where he finally found a smidge of time to go on a vacation, he brought Danny with him, so much for the boy's confusion in Clockwork's sudden invitation to drag him along to Gotham then to space of all place.

Turns out, Clockwork just needed the 'human' Danny for a sec and trolled around in the watchtower that he got a human hostage while Danny was just confused as hell as to what's happening.

Danny: Clockwork??? Hello??? What's happening?!?

Clockwork and his cryptid speech: Unnatural of a fog, the forest has changed. This time, the flow of the clock is mine.

Danny:.... WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??!?

And then the JL just thinking that the human is in distress from being a hostage by this entity while Clockwork just wants to have fun.

And this is why the Observants wants to keep Clockwork at bay because of his trolling tendencies.

Okay people! DP X DC idea time!

This hit me like a trainwreck and I must release it into the wild. Will I write this properly one day?

Anyway!

Let's think about sensory deprivation tanks. Danny phantom. What if the thermos acted like one? It was only meant for short term storage. What if the Fenton's built a coffin like one meant for long term? 

And they caught Danny first?

—---

The Fenton's newest invention "ghost in a box" had caught him. It was a dumber bigger heavier version of the thermos and somehow they managed to catch him right as he was falling to earth after a nasty hit to the jaw from the latest ghost of the week.

He propped himself up on his elbows and hissed through his teeth. Better to get out of this box quickly. His parents probably couldn't handle this guy. Using the bright glow of his eyes, he examined the inside of his new holding cell. It was fairly big. Big enough for him to roll about and prop himself up on his elbows. There was 10 inches or so of watery ectoplasm sloshing around him as he moved and shifted. Surprisingly comfy too. At least compared to the cramped space of the thermos.

Without the glow of his eyes it was dark. Completely dark. The kind of dark that makes you wonder if you really had that hand on front of your face. And it was quiet. The only sounds were the faint sloshing of the ectoplasm and his own breathing. 

He saw the faint line of the lid and tried with all his might to push it open. His ghostly strength didn't seem to do much. He was panting by the time he decided to try to phase through it instead. He ended up with a sore head for his efforts. Airtight, watertight and ghost proof. 

There was no way out. 

He tried his phone which had luckily enough survived the fight.

No service.

Danny sighed heavily and lay back in the water, staring at his phone with a tired frown. So much for luck. Hopefully, Tucker, Sam, or Jazz would break him out before school tomorrow.

The silence was so strange. He'd never been somewhere this quiet before. Even the ghost zone at its most peaceful had the sounds of flowing ectoplasmic winds. He felt his eyelids fall shut as he slipped into a doze. He was frankly exhausted from everything that had happened that day and needed a nap. So he took one as he waited for someone to open the box.

But Nobody did. Nobody could. Apart from his friends and sister, nobody cared to.

You see, immediately upon his capture, the elder Fentons rushed the box back to the lab for testing. After several hours they had declared the invention a success. As long as no one opened the box, the ghost couldn't escape. 

Meanwhile Tucker, Sam, and Jazz were consumed with worry. They hadn't seen Danny get captured, but after Jack and Maddie proclaimed Phantom was caught the next day on the news, they feared the worst.

Jazz confronted her parents about Phantom in the box, but she was kindly and lovingly dismissed. You see, they had given it some thought and finally agreed with their daughter that ghosts too dangerous to be studied should just be caught and dealt with humanely. A compromise. Sure they couldn't do all the tests they wanted, but they would rather have their town and family safe.

The "Ghost in a box" was equipped with noise canceling movement dampening ecto-sustaining technology. In essence a sensory deprivation tank. The ghost would be kept safe until they were docile enough to be released for study or simply turned back into base ectoplasm to be recycled for something else.

But they didn't know about cores.

And they didn't know about Danny.

Cores would not dissipate like regular formless ectoplasm. They would remain even as the physical form of the ghost melted away as their consciousness faded into everything and nothing within the box.

But Danny wouldn't. Jazz knew that Danny couldn't.

A core wasn't made to house a human. A ghost, who was the personification of a person's emotions the moment they died, a being made of obsession, could be condensed and made dormant inside the fragile safety of a core. But a human flesh and bone body? A heartbeat? He would always be there. Able to be sucked in a thermos, yes. Ghost in a box, yes. His ghostly abilities made him pliable enough. But into his core? Never going to happen.

His heart and core were very different, but worked together in harmony. Neither could exist without the other. Neither could be taken out without issue. (The ghost catcher notwithstanding. Freaky duplication personality splitting weirdness) Should his heart vanish into the core, it would die. Hearts do not take compression and dormancy well. Should his heart be removed, the core would have no filter and overtake the body, burning it into pure ectoplasmic fire.

Danny was the perfect balance. His heart strengthened his core and his core energized his heart. He could not be easily shattered or dissipated. But this meant he also could not retreat into his core when his mind or body failed him. 

He had to remain fully formed. Fully in ghost form. The ectoplasm that was being cycled through the box made sure he was stable, but he would suffocate and starve if he became human.

He was well and truly stuck.

Jazz begged and pleaded with them to let him go. The psychological damage would be so severe if he stayed in longer than a few hours. But their success had blinded them to the point of pride. Instead they praised her for her empathy and willingness to study the obsessions ghosts were known for.

They only really started listening to her after Danny had been missing for an entire week. And even then it was just a call to the police and a search to hunt "they ghost who took our baby boy".

(Did Jazz ever break down and tell her parents the truth? Who knows.)

Perhaps the worst part was that his loved ones couldn't even get to the box. It had been locked up in some government facility almost immediately after the Fenton's announced their success. The patent was sold to the government for a truly amazing amount of money.

Danny was out of reach.

It was only after months of petitioning and rallying and absolutely threatening Vlad with ruining his political reputation, Sam was able to gain access to the box to "see for herself if they were truly as humane as the Fenton's claimed". She had 20 minutes with the box and she and Tucker did everything they could to open it. 

Nothing worked. No hacking or code they tried could open it. They had no power tools or weapons to try attacking it with. For 20 minutes they tried.

For 20 minutes they failed.

There was nothing they could do. They were escorted from the premises kicking and screaming.

Meanwhile the product went viral. Some opposed it, some praised it. The Fentons became famous for the "ghost in a box". Soon they were available widespread. Ghosts were being caught left and right and safely contained. most of whom were peacefully living out their afterlives in their chosen haunt.

Many ghosts were caught actively seeking Phantom. Skulker, Ember, some invisible ghost kid, a great hairy looking wolf man, and more. Ghosts were being caught all over the country. None of them could escape once they were put in the box. And none of the other ghosts knew what was truly happening to their kind. They only knew that if you went into the human realm, you didn't come back. 

Surprisingly enough, Vlad was eventually the one to put a stop to it. By forcibly closing the portals. The Fentons were too busy with their manic search for their son to rebuild their own portal. (And even if they tried after jazz told them the truth, would it have even worked?) His own portal was hardly ever used anymore. Mostly because alongside the "ghost in a box", the Fenton finder and ectoplasmic tracker were also extremely popular tools for ghost catching. It was too risky to activate his personal portal. If he was caught, he was as good as dead. 

But he too was eventually caught.

Somebody had finally looked into his shady dealings. Suspicious of him, and not wanting to rule out anything ghostly, they opened a box on him during a packers game.

He never saw it coming.

Eventually almost every ghost people across the world knew of were caught. The U.S. government paid for the boxes and had them categorized and stored deep underground in a ghost proof facility that slowly faded from history.

But what about Danny?

Let's ask a different question. Do you know what happens when a human stays too long without sensory input?

The hallucinations started when his phone battery gave out.

—————

The justice league had been an entity for quite some time now. Long enough that they felt secure in digging down into the underbelly of various world governments to root out world ending threats at the source. Especially after what had been going on with CADMUS and their government sanctioned cloning operation.

Someone (the flash? Batman? TBD) finds old records of a bunker buried deep under the earth full of something called "ectoplasmic" radiation. For the safety of the nearby town of Amity Park, they felt the need to dig it up and clean it out.

Upon entering the bunker in full OSHA approved hazmat, they find strange looking boxes. Boxes upon boxes stretching for at least a mile, maybe more if there are sublevels. Each box is labeled with a number. The first one they find is marked 3278 (or some other arbitrary number). All the boxes are sealed tight with no known way to open/dispose of them.

Most of the heroes agree just to let the bunker be. It was sealed and doing no visible harm to anyone or the environment.

But Batman (or other super? Dealer's choice) decides to do a bit more looking.

He stalks through the boxes, noting the numbers, the lights saying 'occupied' and 'dissolved'. Many of the boxes are buried deep. He can really only observe the ones close to the walkways.

He walks all the way to the very bottom. The very end of the bunker. Where there is a solitary box set on a raised platform. It is labeled number 1. The lights flash 'occupied'.

'Corporeal'.

He takes it back to the watchtower for analysis.

——————

The justice league cannot safely open the box. Any attempt to break it open could compromise whatever is inside. Scans do not indicate what could be inside.

More research is done into these boxes. Nothing digital is found. Eventually someone looked through some old offices stationed outside the bunker and finds patents for the boxes. Dr.s Fenton describe in detail what the box does and how to use it. It was meant to never be opened by anyone without the proper DNA match.

Apparently Jack Fenton, understanding that ghosts can possess people (read overshadow) coded the box to reject anything that had human DNA in it. He had to manually override the security to open the boxes. Which included several (read 100) security questions and passwords pertaining to Jack directly.

So only someone completely non human and non ectoplasmic could open the box.

Good thing they had aliens on payroll.

—————

Superman pressed his thumb to the scanner. There was a light beep and a sudden rush of pressurized air. A cheery voice rattled out of a small speaker embedded in the box's control panel.

"Wow! I don't know how you found an alien, but well done! Please enjoy your docile ghost or ectoplasmic goo! Thank you for using the Fenton GHOST IN A BOX! Patent pending please don't sue."

Superman, startled by the sudden voice, took a step back. The lid of the box opened slowly the inside dark. Toxic looking green mist sluggishly broiled out of the box. It spread almost like fog across the floor.

A black hand with abnormally long and skeletal fingers stretched slowly rose out of the mist, rising to grip the side of the box.

All the superheroes were immediately on edge. Hands flying to weapons and dropping into fighting stances. Superman himself jumped back to guard against whatever was coming out of the box.

What emerged was frankly horrifying to look at. A black mass of bulbous limbs and... Tentacles? Were those tentacles? Claws and teeth scrabbled at the edges of the box until the entire bulk of the thing fell from the edge, squelching with whatever liquid had been inside. It hit the floor of the watchtower with a wet sounding thud.

There was an immediate reaction among the heroes.

"Oh gross!"

"That... What IS that?!"

"Eugh..."

"It's not human, that's for sure!"

"Someone find a member of JLD!!"

"Get Constantine up here!"

Amidst the noise the thing on the floor writhed about. All over it's amorphous body, eyes opened. Countless eyes appearing all over it's form. They were the same toxic green color as the mist, but brighter.

The eyes rolled about and winced. The thing shuddered as if in pain and the eyes squeezed shut back into the void. Instead, teeth appeared, countless mouths inside mouths and razor sharp teeth upon teeth. It scrabbled on the floor and opened it's countless mouths.

And screamed.

Heroes threw their hands over their ears in an attempt to stop the sound. Those with enhanced hearing took it the worst. Superman himself was forced to kneel, hands pressing to the sides of his head desperately. It sounded like the screams of the damned. Of someone dying. Of thousands suffering. He couldn't move, couldn't react. It was going to drive him mad if it didn't stop.

It came almost in waves, battering against the triple reinforced windows protecting the inhabitants from space. Lights above their heads popped and broke as sound crashed about the room. Coffee mugs shattered, fuses blew, and the watchtower was plunged into darkness.

With the darkness came a panic. The screaming was unending, debilitating. Some curled into fetal positions, uncaring of their peers. Others tried to run, but with the power gone, doors wouldn't open.

Not many paid attention to the thing on the floor.

It is important to note that in attendance that day alongside batman were a few of his brood. Namely Red Robin and Black Bat. It is also important to note that Black Bat is a hero who is hearing impaired.

So of the heroes in the watchtower that day, Black Bat was the only one to focus on the amorphous thing despite the noise.

She watched the Eldritch horror even as the watchtower fell to darkness. It had too many mouths. Too many eyes. It's form was barely recognizable in the darkness, but as she watched she could see the makings of something humanoid.

It had a discernable head.

She watched it try to open its eyes various times only to see it shriek louder and shut them swiftly. It was in pain? Even though the lights had gone out? She looked at batman and the other heroes. They were screaming and yelling and trying to figure out a course of action.

She looked back at the thing. The sound beat at her ears in waves. Growing ever louder as those around her screamed in pain.

In that moment, Cass had an epiphany.

She lunged across the room, reaching Red Robin almost instantly. She allowed the sound to reach her ears as her hands left them to dig around in Tim's utility belt. She knew he had them, she'd seen him wear them often enough.

Ahah! She triumphantly pulled the headphones from a side pouch. Dick and Jason teased Tim about the headphones when he first got them for working on casefiles. They were the big chunky kind. Designed to fit over the entire ear.

Designed to be noise cancelling

She turned and sprinted towards the thing on the floor with her prize. The closer she got the worse the sound was. It beat on her brain painfully, she could feel a nosebleed trickle down her lip. Still she darted forward. She leapt ito the air, flipping upsidedown as she did. She aimed to the beings... Head? What could've been it's head... And deftly slipped the headphones onto it.

There was a flailing of... Limbs?... In her direction as she sailed through the air. She landed a bit ungracefully as the sound crashed over her again. She covered her ears with her hands and retreated, turning to face the entity as she backed away.

There were hands... Or hand like things... Clutching the headphones. Slowly the screaming dwindled. Soon it was quiet save for the cursing and crying and relief voiced by the heroes.

"Oh thank god!"

"It's over!"

"Ugh my head..."

"Is everyone okay?"

"I understand why they had that thing locked away now."

"Black Bat." Cass turned to see Batman holding his head in one hand. "What did you do?"

Cass mimed putting the headphones on. "Overstimulation." She said simply.

"What do you mean?" Batman looked to the entity. His eyes narrowed at the way it clung to the headphones. His gaze swiveled to the inky darkness of the box. An idea swirled in his brain and he nodded. "Extreme sensory deprivation."

Cass nodded, pleased.

"Batman! What happened? Are you alright?" Superman approached the pair. His voice was raised slightly. Blood dripped from his ears.

"I'm fine Superman." Batman faced him fully, moving his mouth in exaggerated syllables. "But you're not."

Superman smiled sheepishly. "I see you noticed. I can't hear anything right now." He turned towards the entity. "What do we do now? It's clearly too dangerous to simply let free." He turned back to Batman. "With the watchtower out of power the best option we have is to put it back into the box."

"Hnn..." Batman frowned. "I don't think that would work well. Based on how it reacted to light and sound, we can assume that the box was some sort of sensory deprivation tank."

"Sensory deprivation tank?"

"It's a box that cuts off all stimuli from the outside." Red Robin pulled himself off the floor with a groan. "It's a form of extreme isolation. Do you think that's why it was screaming?"

"What?"

Batman ignored Superman. "I believe so. Black Bat was the first to notice."

Red Robin squinted. "Are those my headphones?"

Cass grinned at him. "Useful."

He huffed and passed her a handkerchief from his belt. "You owe me new ones." She giggled silently and took the handkerchief, wiping away the nosebleed.

Batman grunted, gaze shifting back to the writhing mass of black in the darkness. "We'll have to quarantine this room. I don't believe trying to handle the entity would be wise."

"No kidding." Superman winced, putting a hand to his head. "But we won't be able to do much until Cyborg restores power. He was in the control room when the screaming started, right?"

Not a moment after Superman had finished speaking the backup lights came on.

And the shrieking started anew.

Heroes were once again forced to their knees as the sound hit them. Cass wasted no time and ran towards the entity. It was no longer a roiling bulbous mass, but rather had a partial humanoid form. A clear and present head and shoulders, thin long arms with hands clasped around the headphones.

She didn't know where it's eyes were supposed to be, but she didn't bother taking the time to figure it out. She ripped her cape from her shoulders and flung it over top of the entity. There was an immediate flailing of limbs and tentacles as it tried to get the offending object off.

Cass worked quickly. Pulling a blindfold from her belt, she wrapped it swiftly around the "head" of the thing in front of her. The knot was tied equally as fast, but before she could pull away, her hands were caught.

Long, impossibly long fingers held her hands in a vice grip. They were icy. So cold that it felt like her skin was burning.

But the screaming stopped.

"Black Bat!"

Cass ignored Red Robin's cry and Batman's frantic run towards her.

The entity had stilled.

It's limbs shrunk instantly, leaving almost normally proportioned arms and legs. The tentacles shrank away to nothing. The claws and fangs receding with them. The grip on her hands turned gentle, the fingers shrinking to a normal, proportional size.

Cass's eyes darted to Batman, stopping him just before he reached her. She shook her head minutely. This thing was not hostile.

It was scared.

Cass turned her gaze back to the thing and watched, tense as the fingers slowly ran up and down her hand. It felt her wrist, palm and fingers.

Slowly, the blackness faded into color. Blinding white hair fluttered with an unseen breeze. Skin tan underneath the headphones and blindfold. A tattered jumpsuit in black and white stained green.

A nose peeked out from under the blindfold. A pair of lips, thin and chapped. Freckles dotted what she could see of the cheeks.

It looked young. A young humanoid. It probably wasn't human at all but, the similarities were there. It looked like a boy. Younger than Tim, but older than Damien.

He looked thin. She traced the line of his ribs with her eyes. She would see where his hip bones jutted out. He was emaciated. Or very nearly. He looked as of he'd been starving.

She head Batman shift as he knelt beside her. She knew he'd seen it too. This boy had been tortured in extreme isolation. What had happened to him?

He didn't speak. She didn't really expect him to. He searched her hands for a moment more, before his hands stilled. Then, slowly, carefully, his fingers intertwined with hers. He gave a gentle squeeze.

She squeezed back.

The blindfold covering his eyes grew wet. The wetness seeped down the blindfold and dripped to the floor.

The boy was crying.

"You're real." Came a raspy whisper.

There was a flash of bright white light and suddenly a very starved human boy was collapsing into Cass's arms.

—————

(Cass looked up at Bruce with wide eyes, cradling the boy to herself. He now had pale skin, tattered blue jeans and a worn T-shirt. His tousled black hair was grimy with filth. Dark circles shadowed long dark eyelashes and hollowed cheeks.

Cass was suddenly sure. Whatever he was, he was hers now.

"New baby brother."

Batman sighed heavily.)

————-—

Aaaaaand I have more? Maybe? Like the idea that he has gone crazy and lost his senses for a time really appealed to me. Cue rehabilitation and him trying to free the other ghosts/Vlad and get them back to the ghost zone. Maybe try to go back in time to stop it all from happening? Idk.

I felt the need to post this before I dedicated too much time to it and wrote a multi chapter fic but never actually post it anywhere. 🫠

Tell me what you thiiiiink.

Danuary Day 6

Sorry that it's late, @crossoverdanuary

Day 6- Hasbro Cartoons

"I was something else before."

Danuary Day 5

The day's prompt gave me a set of confusion so mind defaulted to poetic and dark. i give you angst sprinkled with fluff and metaphors that may actually be true. @crossoverdanuary will be cross-posted

Day 5- Fortune & Pokemon

It had been years since Danny had human connection. After all, the things he had known when human were long gone as his world had evolved. He had seen the slow death of all those around him, as he stood frozen in the narrowest space in the hourglass.  

His world was the origin, the development had begun to branch as soon as his time paused. He was king, Balance, Space, Son of Time, and the Deity of Fortune. His luck and core blessed those who held others dear, and cursed those with no love or reason in their hearts. Many good souls had come and gone, some thinking themselves cursed but were truly the most blessed. He had created afterlives for those who died heroes and those who died evil. He made the worlds in between, always the closest to his home. So that he may protect those closest to his kind. His daughter and son shone their ideas upon worlds letting their choices guide the universes, after all they were his.  

He was yet not full, his life was missing something, what; he did not know. He needed a friend. So what he created was creatures of his wildest dreams, fish that became dragons controling water, living ecosystems that developed sentience controling the plants they carried on their backs, blobs of goo that could morph and mimic, and shadow beasts that sough comfort in the energy they were made from. He created creature after creature, finding those in his memories and creating ones that may have brought them joy. He placed the creations on a world that he adored, a gift. Then he left a final being, powerful as he to look out for the little blessings of the world.  

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

High King Dannal felt a pull in his chest, a call for him. A soul was calling for him at a temple made by his gifts. Calling him Danny. It had been a long tome since the boy that never grew had heard that name.  

He followed. 

Danuary Day 4

Hey I was doing a digital version of this but my laptop glitched, so here is the traditional version. @crossoverdanuary

Day 4- any Fandom

DP x The Phantom of The Opera, Pitch Pearl edition

Danuary Day 3

Sorry but I have a bad schedule and my entries will generally be late @crossoverdanuary Anyway here is day 3 fic will be cross-posted later.

DP x DS

Danny hit the wall, the cracks around him flourishing. He needed to get away. If he could escape to the portal he would be safe. He took his fear and pushed it down. Then he flew. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 

Tanjiro’s eyes flew open. 

 The surroundings haven’t changed, but…something is off. A new smell came through the window. Blood, and something I didn’t recognize, like a burnt wound or cooking meat. I quickly right myself and leave the futon to put on my uniform and haori. Just in time as well, the sun was setting. It was time to find the demon plaguing this town.  

Walking through the streets it’s quiet, just like most towns. But there was a string of scents, like they were fighting-there! The scent from earlier, it felt almost; desperate. I rush towards the source, finding along the path strange patches of a glowing green substance, it might be the blood art of the demon. That isn’t good, who knows what it does. It might be a poison. The scent is getting stronger, I must be close! “Hn-ahh!?” Standing here, there is something. Covered in ash it has claws and fangs like a demon, but my brain says otherwise. Blindingly white hair hanging around pale skin, in the center of its face were two eyes glowing green like the puddles from before. It had fangs longer than should be able to fit into it’s mouth and the green dripping from a kimono that seemed to blend in with the night sky. It looks at me and snarls before it shifts into something more human, as if relaxing. Suddenly a giant flash of pure light blinds me, white fading from my vision. “Huh-“ in the creatures place now stands a boy with dark hair and ice blue eyes, he stumbles. I rush forward to catch him, why is he so light? 

Danuary, Day 1

Hi! So this is my first original post and my first event after entering DP (ie. has never even looked at the source material >:]), @crossoverdanuary this will be my first entry this year and will be cross-posted on A03 under my account {Floof_Lord} though it won't be done right away sorry. I don't follow podcasts so I will be writing with the Flavor prompt. GAHHH! I talk to much sorryyyyyy!!!!!! Anyway here,

Danny has a problem.

It's been a couple year since Amity was taken into the Infinite Realms, and he had consequently became the prince of said Infinite Realms. At least he got another family out of it, granted they were just as if not more deranged than his biological one. But still, he now had a second family. In other words, more people who took a look at his habits and were concerned™️. Now this was where his problem came in, because he was a halfa, as every problem of his started, he had ✨weird biology✨ so here we are. Because for the love of the Ancients he could never be normal, he had to actively ingest ectoplasm, like a person with drugs, or else he would have ALL the drawbacks that come with that metaphor plus complicating his already overly complicated life.

Ectoplasm in edible form is gross.

Like Gordon Ramsey would beat you out of his kitchen gross. This was a problem because no matter what you put it on, the issue remains. Now his new dad caught wind of this problem, and being the embodiment of war, promptly went looking for a solution or someone to blame. Who knows, but he eventually went to Clocky. And truth be told, this was the moment his life got so much weirder.

"Have you tried creating food FROM it?"... He did not.

However having regular fights with a ghost that had an obsession for feeding kids ment that he only had to explain. Lunch Lady was a great teacher and promised to give him the recipe in exchange for his dad's fudge recipe. Who knew that Ecto-burgers were a healthy meat alternative.

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during one of the final psych evals at Arkham right before he gets to be released, the whole thing wrapped up so tidy, just a little relapse which involved a robbery. Getting sent back to Arkham, but he got to stay at the asylum so long that he no longer has to serve a prison sentence, score!

But during that eval his overseeing psychiatrist recommended him to have a change of scenery, some fresh non polluted air.

Riddler was rather convinced the guy was making this recommendation to everyone in Arkham in their own weird way to convince them to just leave Gotham and become someone else's problem. should he notify Batman about it somehow? nah, it’ll be more interesting to see how this is gonna turn out in the long run.

But can he leave the state? Can he even leave the city? he never really bothered to look into it, at least not legally, up until now if he felt he needed to leave for one of his plans he just did it.

Turns out he can, it’s a whole hassle and a half though, first a judge and then a probation officer and he’s pretty sure both were like “what the hell is this psychiatrist guy thinking!?” but at the same time, shrink probably knows what he’s doing (WRONG) so he’s allowed to go visit out of state family or whatever.

he had to wear this nice ankle monitor though, Wayne Enterprises™ tech, not overly bulky but still very present. real fancy, and a fun extra challenge heh.

now as for a good reason to leave New Jersey he’s going to need distant relatives, and he finds some, great grandpa walker also has a son, who had a son who had a daughter Madeline, who married some guy Jack Fenton, and she lives somewhere out in the boonies Illinois. great he’ll visit her.

far enough away in all sense of the word that there is no way she knows anything about him. it would be best to call her first though, be polite about it.

“hello, you have reached Fenton works, this is Maddie speaking” 

“Riddle me this-” ah whoops, habit, oh whatever, “we don’t share parents, but certainly a part of your life, from laughter to strife. Who am I?”

there is a pause …  he’s going to be a bit disappointed if she hangs up if he’s honest.

“cousins~” comes the cheery reply.

“correct! the name is Edward Nygma, we are distantly related you and I and well-”

“oh you simply must come visit!” 

well this was rather easy, perhaps a little too easy, but she lives in the midwest so maybe just going with whatever some guy says over the phone is normal there? stranger danger not really a thing in a small town where everyone knows everyone?

things start to make a little more sense once he gets there and he’s starting to think some things might run in the family. like a preference for the colour green and weird hyperfixations and genius bordering on insanity. Though that remains to be seen, Jack does not seem like a very bright light after his very enthusiastic welcome.

their kids however are observant and sharp. young Jasmine is wasting no time trying to psychoanalyze him. and the boy, Danny, he had not really meant to and he swears he’s sticking with calling the kid Danny so he wouldn’t seem overly familiar, but he might have called him little bird a couple times now.

but that’s all whatever, he’s playing nice here. and he doesn’t even have to worry about his eccentricities tripping him up because this place is insane.

There actually is a local teen vigilante active but he seems about as loved as he’s disliked. and the ghost boy’s enemies are basically all his own kind, which another crazy thing to now know about. ghost. they are real actually, how is Gotham not completely overrun? and how do they even work? and where do they keep coming from?

Edward might be getting a little sidetracked here. He had fully intended to sneakily get his next big game plan underway all the way out here, ankle monitor be damned. but he hasn’t made any progress at all.

Instead he’s been listening to Madeline and Jack to maybe figure out what the deal is with these ectoplasmic entities, he has to know, at this point he might go crazier if he doesn’t. 

He’s making Jasmine promise him not to get her doctorate in Gotham, he’s going back and forth with space riddles with Danny.

so yeah the whole thing kinda just became a vacation, maybe the psychiatrist had the right idea after all? hmm nah, probably not. but this is fun. He’s thinking about recommending this place to some of the others.

It's different enough to get the vacation feel, but enough crazy shit happens to make it all feel like home.

it is not until Maddie wants to talk with him about potentially switching the position of godfather of Danny to him rather than some weird rich friend of theirs that Edward realizes he might have lost the plot somewhere

Apparently the little bird basically begged them with a powerpoint presentation on how he likes Edward so much more than that Vladimir guy. 

And honestly, the fellow sounds like a Dracula Lutho so even if it’s kinda sad Edward can understand why he’d be considered a better option. Even if the guy has more money and a huge company that makes him said money. And it’s not like the Fentons know about his Riddler activities.

Thinking it over, Edward does think that Danny would like Gotham and Wayne has that space program thing right? The kid is definitely smart enough for that (Nygma certified), and yeah Edward does quite like their space themed back and forth. So, fuck it, why not, what is the worst that could happen?

He doubts Maddie and Jack are gonna kick it any time soon anyway out here in the boonies, it’s just a title thing, a stamp of approval or something.

he should have known he was going to eat those words later… he had this whole beautifully elaborate trap set up for the whole Batclan, and he was just getting to the good part when his phone went off.

Had to put the whole thing on pause cause that particular contact wasn’t gonna get ignored. He did promise to be available.

If the whole thing he had planned now went tits up he could at the very least laugh later at the reactions of the bats as he told them to “hold up one second, I have to take this.” while they were all in various perilous positions. 

Sadly he did have to go, he had a very distressed godson to pick up.

Apparently The riddler has crazy distant family. Batman did not know that yet.

It was during on of Riddler's infamous hide and seek with his all his ? Trophiess hiding in odd places in gotham, each having a piece of the code and the whereabouts of riddler and the hostages that will harm in 2 hours if batman and the batfam didn't find them all.

Only half way through the hunt, Riddler's announcement was interrupted.

"Oh second cousin twice removed Eddd!!! We respecting your privacy by delining to the family reunion letter we sented you but asserting my role as the older second cousin and bringing you to the reunion anyways!" Said a loud voice and the sound of some statics sounds and the multiples of female and males voices.

"-'m in the middle of something importan-."

"Nonsense, Dad made two containers Extra fudge swirl with almonds with the edible white chocolate ?s that you like, you're coming with us or not?" Said a bargaining male voice..

.....

.....

"...Fine, Danny but I want 4 more containers. Batman, I'ma take a rain check, the hostages are in Gotham Cathedral, hanging about with a timer attached to to the top of them." Riddler's voice sighed as the video cut off.

...

"Did you know he has a distant cousin, batman..?" Tim said a bit concerned by the lack of response, after they has check Riddler's hideout and there was no way of getting in without disactivating the traps set for them..

Blog masterlist

Multi-chapter fics:

(The obligations of a rogue versus those of a parent - Mentor!Scarecrow)

(Drowning in formaldehyde - Vengeful villain!Danny)

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One-shots:

(Gävle Goat v.s. two drunk half-ghosts - Dead on Main)

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Brainrot/drabbles:

(Ace the Bat-hound and Psychopomp)

(Vengeful villain Danny)

(Liminal Riddler)

(Liminal Scarecrow)

(Lazarus pits as a ghost whalefall)

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Art:

(Riddlefam Danny)

(More Riddlefam Danny)

(Nighttime in Gotham)

(Danny with glowing eyes)

(Mentor!Scarecrow Danny design)

Scrape Off My Skin

Cuddle pollen, but with Danny being affected in his ghost form, he wants to be under someone else's skin, AKA overshadow someone. Which. Of course, it has a lot of awful implications. But the pollen is getting so bad, he's beginning to wonder if overshadowing would be worth it.

His human form is getting hives while he's being afflicted by the pollen. So. He tries being creative. Overshadow a stray cat, a pidgeon, even a rat, but no dice. Animals don't seem to cut it.

Finally, he cannot take anymore of this, and he overshadows the first human being he sees. This is, of course, The Bat.

(Late additions:

Imagine if Bruce's will is enough to keep his wits about it. So now he's got a ghost kid inside his own body and he's clumsy because he's constantly fighting for control.

Danny does petty commentary at the most inopportune moments, like a little devil on the Bat's shoulder.

Bruce is completely livid at Constantine and Zatara's sudden unavailability, so he's stuck until the ghost goes away on his own.)

Prompt 289

While Bruce was lost in time, he made a Deal. 

He doesn’t exactly mention it to his family when he comes back- he was more than a little busy trying to figure out what he missed, where his children were, what the fuck had even happened. Besides, he’d put it in the report that he’d encountered some sort of primordial time being- even if he was still investigating that on his down time. 

So he thinks he can be forgiven for forgetting to mention anything until Clark drops a cup while staring at him with a pale expression and shakily asks why there’s a second, slower heartbeat in his chest. He just also wishes it wasn’t in the middle of a League meeting. 

# Dcu x Dp 177

Danny is having mix feelings his parents believed that his powers were the cause of ecto contaminated and was making him sick and slow killing.

While the bat's and birds think that he is also sick they belived that the powers he has have made him think he is dead and have given him something called walking corpse syndrome

The batfam believes that Danny is a meta with Cotard's syndrome and are trying to convince him that he is not dead. While also making sure that he does not die for real because of starvation or injury/infection.

Cotard's syndrome ( aslo called walking corpse) a rare mental disorder in which the affected person holds the believe that parts of their body are missing, or that they are dying, dead, or don't exist

Master Posts Links

All the dabbles I have posted on my DC x DP account. Under a read more due to how long it is. Broken into three categories:

Multi-parts - Dabbles that have more than one part written.

One-shots- Dabbles with only one part written.

Requests- Dabbles written for the requests of readers. (Note: If a request is for a continuation of the other two categories, they will be filed in Milti-parts)

Master Post 1 Link

Master Post 2 Link

Please read the indexes to determine which master post each au is filed in.

As of 02/10/2024: The newest stuff is inside of Master Post 2. If there are many parts from Master Post 1, they will remain on that one.

MASTER POST 1 INDEX:

Multi-parts:

The Royal Consort,

The Bakery is a Front!...right?,

Child Support

Alfred's Boy

The Adoptive Son

Phantom's Number 1 fan

Passion for Fashion

Danny and The Fan Blog

Congratulations! It's Triplets!:

Ghost King Summon dare

The Dauntless Matchmaker

Demon and Angel Brat

One-shots:

The Assistant

The Ghost Trio's Food Trip

Legal Compensation

Love Among Fans

Lex Luther's Youngest

Misplace Baby:

The Infinite Realms Hobby Store:

Obsession Runs in the Family

Farm Hand

Vague Threats

Game of Deadly Love

Retired-Rouge

The Real Blood Son

The Kid of Candles

Magic Older Brother

Keep The God Kid Busy!

Dog walker

Clockwork's Cookbook

Respawn and Relive

The Summoning Conditions of the Ghost King

Finders Keeper

What's the rule again?

The Contact, the Butler and the Sly Time Lord

Big Fish in Gotham Pond:

Immunity system:

Wrong Number:

Timeline Prevention Squad

Requests

The Masters are Aliens

Ghost Zone Read

Red Hood's Snow

Jason Sees Dead People

Ghost Dad

Wayne Manor Ghost

The Siren of Iceberg Lounge

Single Dad

The Orginal

The Ghost King's Fibs

Red ParentHood

Woo thy Butler, My Lord

Jason's Doll

Cass the Halfa

Double Vision

Dealeyed Soulmates

Rescue Mission

Danny's Online Persona

Practice makes perfect

Alley Boyfriends:

MASTER POST 2 INDEX:

Multi-Parts

Cave Boy

Cass the Halfa

Danny's Grill

Freelance Inventor

The Audit

Why Ten?

One-Shots

Red Yummy

It's all Fun and Games Kids!

Professional Protector of Love

The Backroads

In 30 Minutes or less

One hell of a good bellhop

Mr. Flavor

Danny Fenton's Ex

Corporate Rivals

Rude Kryptonian

The Summoned Demon

Requests

Batman with a gun's lover

IRS's boogie man

Super Robin

Dear Elder Brother's mistakes

The Undead Florist

Pit's Merman

Dullahan is my roomate

Cluster of Cores

Nightowl Appartement

Demon Head slightly to the left

Just a little idea

What if when Tim went off to look for Batman when he was lost in time he bumped into Phantom.

They made a Deal

Phantom knowing CW helped him find Bruce and how to get him back safely, Phantom in return for reasons (hurt badly & recovering, or evolving in power) needed someone very ecto-contaminated (Ra's fault) like Tim, to be contained in.

From a magic user point of view, knowing very little of the GZ and how they work, Tim made a very powerful Deal with a powerful death being (High Ghost King Phantom: Hello!) and is now somehow pregnant (not really but they don't know that)

Danny while inside Tim inside his core can still hear the world outside normally and can share his emotions with Tim to communicate. Which looks a lot like Tim is speaking to his belly just like expecting parents do.

This could be angst or crack

or

my personal favourite, different genres for different pov's

Tim's would be happy, just regular getting his life back together being a total BAMF, coming of age type of vibe

The rest of the Batfam and other heroes pov would be angst, paranormal, psychological horror.

Misunderstandings galore

Dick regretting heavily his decisions which caused Tim to run away because he did not believe him and he has many Regrets.

Bruce feeling guilty that Tim felt the need to make such a decision as to make a Deal and end up pregnant just to bring him back.

Meanwhile the magic users have told the other heroes about Tim's situation and now think that he's going to give birth to the child of a very powerful death being and if something happens to Tim to risk the baby it would cause all of their worlds destruction.

so pretty much-

Tim-Girl Boss, Gatekeep, Gaslight

Batfam- Much Angst

Others- *panicked chicken noises*

~

Just an Idea

I have a really upsetting fic idea. ALSO TW for Suicide Attempt (but it's not actually a suicide but the Young Just Us and Batfam don't know that) sooooo, if you uhm don't feel up to checking on this, you can just ignore it!!!!!!!! Please!

After saving Bruce from the timestream, Tim is slowly becoming distant from the Batfamily. They notice, but no one had the courage (except Alfred because he's just awesome like that) to reach out, using having to deal with other things first as an excuse. Besides, Tim looked fine. He even said that he was hanging out with someone in his civilian life, and he looked hapoy about it.

Kon tries to reach out, even Bart tries to have a conversation with Tim. Cassie invites Tim on outings. Tim was... not behaving weirdly, but he was making death jokes more often. They thought it was Jason's influence. But the death jokes also become a bit more worrying, a bit more gorey. They tell him so, asking if he's doing okay, if he needs to talk to someone. Tim smiles at them and hugs them, telling them hoe thankful he was to have them and that he's never been happier. Of course, that causes alarm bells to ring in their minds.

Kon tries to tell Dick about this. He was brushed off. He tried to tell Steph. She said she'll check up on him regularly but also says that Tim was fine. Kon even tries to reach out to Jason. JASON! And HE seems to be the only one concerned! Jason says he'll talk to Tim, and talk to Alfred because Jason isn't as emotionally equipped for all this but he does want the Little Bird to be okay.

And then, one day, Kon hears Tim's heartbeat stop. He flies out of the Kents' house while sobbing, a small resignation in his chest but also denial because he knew, HE KNEW, that with how Tim was behaving, there was a chance that Tim might... Might...

He goes to Tim's Nest near Crime Alley, but he couldn't find him there. He goes to Tim's other safehouses, goes to high places, explores alleys, but he couldn't find Tim anywhere.

As long as there wasn't a body, Kon wasn't going to lose hope that Tim might be alive.

So, finally, he gives up, calls for Bart and Cassie for help, and then goes to the Wayne Manor to talk to Alfred. The old butler invited Kon in, and Kon began telling him everything thatvwas going on, his fears of Tim being dead, and his hope that Tim might still be alive. That maybe he was in some place where his super hearing couldn't hear through, or his supervision couldn't see.

Batman and Robin (Kon was a bit bitter for Tim), enters the kitchen, and Alfred relays everything Kon has told him.

No expression was on Damian's face, but Bruce absolutely crumples.

"He's not dead," said Bruce, clenching his fists and stomping away, probably to the batcave. "He couldn't be!"

But the Batcomputer couldn't track Tim's vitals.

But it did track where he had last been. Tim was at the top of Wayne Tower, standing at the very ledge. Bruce tried to look for video feeds. And when he found some, he began raging and cursing the security guards most likely sleeping on the job. Tim would never drug someone to his benefit. Lies and deception? Yes. And, he had always been sneaky.

Bruce played the video, and he could see and watch Tim... Talking? He was talking to himself, but the video feed was too grainy. Bruce knows that the security cameras were state of the art, always constantly upgraded to make sure he would get quality videos to look through. Did Tim know this? Why didn't the security guards report this?

But Bruce didn't have time to think of other things anymore, because Tim was falling.

"No..."

Tim didn't look scared, he looked excited for some reason, even through the grainy quality. He was laughing, he didn't have any gear on him, he was nearing the ground.

And the video feed cuts there, turning black. Alfred was in the background, walking up to Bruce's chair with a hand on his chest, having just finished a call with various batfamily members to check on the scene while he and Bruce and the young Kon watched Tim dive off the roof.

Bruce was searching for more feeds, but it was just the same. Oracle says that everything in WE during that time of Tim's fall turned off. But that's not what Bruce wanted to know. He couldn't bring his hands to see the next part after the blackout. He couldn't move his shaking hands to press play after the blackout.

"Bruce," Kon spoke softly. "I didn't see any blood around WE. This was minutes after I couldn't hear his heartbeat."

"B," Dick's voice echoed throughout the cave. "There's nothing here. I can't find Tim anywhere."

Where could Tim have gone?

a few months ago, days after returning from the time stream...

There was this interesting guy, you see. He was looking around with a Camera in his hand, taking pictures of Gotham's buildings/architecture.

Except, he was taking the pictures... Wrong. "How can you expect to take good pictures like that?" asked Tim, because he's an asshole like that.

The guy turns to him, raising a brow. Then, he chuckled holding the camera out. "How do you take them, then?"

Tim took the camera, made a grand show of how to position himself, how to adjust the lenses, and then took a picture of the man who might be a bit younger than him from how youthful he looked, which was accentuated from the orange sunset behind him shining like a halo behind his head, the gotham architectures looking like arches welcoming the man into the city, gargoyle statues paused in their roars, cars lined up in a solemn procession, and people faced towards Danny almost in an excited bow. Tim didn't know how he managed to capture such good timing for all this, but this has to be one of his best captures yet.

He hands the camera back proudly, and the man whistles appreciatively. "You're right, you do have the right to insult me, oh great photographer."

Tim blushes. "Can you send me a copy of that picture?" he asks instead of retorting. Then, he opens his wallet to bring out his business card, writing at the back with the pen he brought out to write one of his active emails (and phone number).

"I'm Tim, by the way," he said.

The man took the card, chuckling when he found Tim's initials for his last name. "Timothy Jackson D.W.?"

Tim shrugged. This man doesn't seem to know him, and he's not gonna change that.

"Well, D.W.," said the man, holding a hand out, "I'm Daniel William F."

Tim raised a brow. "Shall I call you First D.W.?"

"Please, call me Danny."

Tim smirked. "Only if you call me, Tim."

Danny smirked back. "Nah. Last D.W. kinda fits you."

"It's a mouthful, moreso than Timothy."

"It drives you crazy, I think it's worth it."

It all felt surreal. He was bantering easily with a... Well, he wasn't a stranger anymore. But, it felt nice.

More banters and conversations ended up with Tim inviting him for coffee, and then the two of them having a caffeine drinking contest (much to the horror of many staff and patrons), and then to Tim asking when Danny was free, landing another outing together, and they meet, and then there's another outing, and another, and another, and...

Tim had never felt so happy. So calm. So peaceful. Danny felt the same.

And then, Danny said, "I have a secret I want to share... I mean, since we're far away from what makes this dangerous, I just thought that I should come clean with you before I ask if we could... Y'know... Take this relationship to the next level?"

Tim trusts Danny. So, he readies himself to listen. And he listens to Danny's story.

He lives in a whole other dimension, where he fights ghosts on a daily basis as a ghost himself. That he came visiting other dimensions as a way to cope and escape his life in the other world sometimes. He has a family and friends, he's scared of his parents but he loves them, he went through various heartbreaks, but still managed to push through.

"If you want to run away, you can," he said.

But Tim hugs him, hugs him and kisses him. Danny kisses back.

"I love you," he said.

They kiss some more.

But you see...

When Danny said that he wanted to go bring Tim to meet his sister, Tim, in his sleep-deprived mind that makes the most horrible and dumbest choices known to man, blurted out that he wanted to sky dive from the roof of WE, and then fall into the portal and into Danny's bed. It sounded great, it sounded fun. Danny was all for it, as long as Danny is holding on to Tim while they fell. But keeping up invisibilIty while also trying to keep a portal open sucks so much power, so, Tim tells him not to bother with Tim. This was such a horrible idea, Danny made sure to keep up the ghostly interference with the cameras. He'll make sure to return Tim by morning, and he really cannot have people noticing Tim about to fall to his death.

Danny's aura lulls some people still within WE to sleep. And then, they jump.

The portal shuts all electricity off in WE, which awakens a whole bunch of people, but not fast enough to see a portal momentarily open and close.

Danny and Tim were laughing as they land on Danny's bed. It was still day time in Danny's world, so he and Tim naps for a little while.

Then, when Tim is more rested and more rational, they meet Jazz.

But it's when he's drinking coffee does Tim's eyes snap open.

"KON HAS SUPERHEARING!"

"Who?"

And that's how Danny found out Tim's secret identity.

[The portal caused WE to lose electricity because Danny was using a whole bunch of energy trying to keep Tim alive, trying to protect Tim from turning liminal, half-ghost, and whatever else could happen from being even slightly affected by the ghost zone]

Danny didn't have enough energy to return Tim, so now Tim was inwardly panicking what will happen once he returns.

But then, Dani suggests to just let Tim be liminal, that way Tim doesn't need to explain. He can just say that he couldn't remember, and his heartbeat won't even be telling them anything because it'll be slowed.

Tim could see the logic-not-logic of it. Except, he feels bad--nope, no he doesn't. The less people knows about other worlds, the better. Bruce just got back, Tim has added some stress towards him for being an idiot and doing that stunt, and he might as well just...

"Will it hurt?"

"Well, since you're being infected, it's like catching a stomach bug. So, you'll probably be miserably out of it for a week or two."

A day before Danny and Tim heads back, Tim gets the authentic experience of eating the Fenton's infected by ectoplasm food. Usually, you'd avoid it. But, well, Tim needed to do this no matter hoe much Danny says that he literally didn't need to do that, oh ancients, babe.

But, Danny's friends are liminal, Jazz is liminal, the Fenton parents are liminal eithout even knowing it.

Tim wants this.

And Tim eats.

It's only when Danny has laid Tim in his bed does Tim finally starts feeling the effects. His body starts sweating, and his head starts feeling foggy. His stomach wasn't aching, but it felt really numb.

Danny, invisible, shushes quietly into Tim's ear. And then disappears when Tim's door opens.

"TIM! Oh god, ALFRED! TIM'S HERE!"

Bruce? Why does Bruce sound like that?

They bring Tim into the medbay, taking blood samples to check if he's really Tim.

And he is.

But then they see something in his blood.

"It's... similar to the Lazarus..."

Tim will take the knowledge about this to his grave... Afterlife... When he fades...

Because Jason will definitely kill him for being stupid. Tim was feeling stupid.

And he was crying.

"It's okay, Tim..."

He doesn't deserve that kind voice. Tim feels like a fake. He shouldn't have done that. He shouldn't have.

Because he's only going to get worse from here. Jason and Damian would be able to tell how Tim's body was dying, or better yet, getting closer with death.

But Tim won't be dying once the transition is done.

He'll be liminal. He'll be in the middle.

And he was so stupid about it, and none of his family members will know about it and--

"You don't have to tell them about my world, Tim," said Danny. "I'll tell them that I had you swallow some of this... Lazarus water or whatever."

"I did it willingly," whispered Tim, knowing that Damian could hear him either way, evem if he couldn't hear Danny. "I willingly ate it. It's not your fault. Let me own up to it..."

Damian thinks Tim was talking to him.

He relays the message to the others.

Aaaaaaand I'm now out of ideas of what else could happen. I just wanted some Tim Drake whump-not-whump. What Tim did was not cool, not his best ideas, and was probably out of character, and if someone could do this better (more heartwrenching and angsty), PLEASE. DO IT. I just want the Batfam and Tim to suffer.

I-

Anon this is a masterpiece holy shit. Like truly and genuinely this is incredible.

I can’t add anything onto this cause I know if I start writing I simply won’t stop and my carpal tunnel will not vibe with that.

If anyone else wants to add onto this I beg of you to do so because the angst potential is just so positively delicious.

My alternate universe Danny as a kind of dinosaur, northern raven/ common raven (Corvus corax). (A real raven's feet don't look like that. And ravens' arms can't adopt some of the poses here.)

I like dinosaurs. I think my AU Danny can be a bird and has a raven form (two or three raven forms?). He might or might not have the ability to change into a not-humanoid form. I am still not sure if this is an actual thing in his universe.

I got this idea two or three years ago and at that time this alternate universe was a bit different.

The little Danny in the circle is a redraw of an old drawing. I gave Danny winged-like stuff, and I thought he could have actual wings.

Anyway, I have already talked about the anatomical structure of ravens, concepts of the AU, and things about drawing characters on Lofter. I don't want to rewrite my long text. 😬

My post on Lofter:

https://rexy2000.lofter.com/post/1f355bd3_2b44cd81b

The text below the pair of ravens in the drawing:

Danny is able to use all of his ghostly powers and is not good at flying. His feet cannot grab things (actually he can) (I mean he can't perch on a branch, but he is a creature that can float so it doesn't really bother him).

He sometimes doesn't feel well, so he lies and have some rest (seriously I think he does not look healthy or strong in most of my drawings).

He eats blood blossom fruits and meat. And he's not interested in having raw meat. The concepts were written on 3rd January, 2022. (The name "Danny" here refers to both Danny.)

😂.

I drew the picture and wrote the dialogue in December, 2021.

My post on Lofter:

https://rexy2000.lofter.com/post/1f355bd3_2b4361e8f

I wanted to post something on the day of 冬至 (in 2021), and I thought I wanted to see something that wasn't too upset (I know the stuff I often post can be depressing), so I drew Danny hugging Danny. It still turned out to be a not-quite-happy scene since I realized that I wasn't that cheerful. 😂

I didn't post it on the day of 冬至 in 2021, but it's 小年 today (in my place), so it's a good time to post something nice here.

As for the characters, while hugging each other, one of the Danny mentally complains about how miserable they are. Then after some moments (which aren't shown here) he suddenly blames his counterpart for having his breakfast (it doesn't make much sense in my opinion and I still posted this). Usually I need more time to write a short comic. I basically just sketched my random ideas sometimes and when I want to actually think about stories, I can look at my notes and sketches.

@liang-rexy 嘅第135篇原创文章。

于2022年1月26日发布。

DO NOT REPOST OR USE.

I drew something about my Danny Phantom alternate universe.

The more human-like Danny here has sharp teeth because he mutated. But I like to give human characters sharp teeth as well, and basically it's how I draw teeth sometimes. (I also like to draw people trying to sleep. )

And there's Bella the Bear.

My post on Lofter:

I talked about the rhythm, lines and colours there.

@liang-rexy 嘅第134篇原创文章。

发布于2021年12月20日。

@suekis-stuff 生日快乐啊，我画咗你嘅平行世界大丹！

Happy birthday! I have drawn your alternate universe Dan Phantom. 😆

I suppose I can talk about how I draw cartoon characters and how I deal with lines in the future (will probably talk about that on other social media).

I like Weibo's watermark by the way, so I posted the version with its watermark.

Don't repost my things.

发布于2021年12月14日。

@liang-rexy 嘅第132篇原创文章。

I drew something about my alternate universe "Wings of the Ravens".

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Last time I mainly talked about lines with the same thickness (@liangrexy 's 6th post), and this time I used more lines with different thickness. I basically drew lines with ink painting, calligraphy and pen drawing methods. You can see the strokes pretty clearly I suppose. Some ends of the lines, which were where I stop moving the pencil, look obvious, because I was imitating how I paint and write on actual paper. Although I don't paint very often and I really need to improve my skills, I know how it works and what I probably want. The brush I mainly used was the felt-tip pen tool, and honestly the lines has something to do with how hard I pressed the pencil against the device. When painting with an actual brush, I can hang the brush and let the tip of the brush stay on the end of a line for a little bit longer so that the water and ink can leave a pattern on the paper (to draw some lines I also need to rotate my brush). And I need to write strokes as well. As for the lineart in this post, I used techniques that are usually seen in landscape paintings. For example I drew dot leaves (pine tree needles here), which are groups of lines, to represent hair and other stuff, and I used tree branches and fabric wrinkles to draw shapes and outlines. Usually I don't colour my line drawings, so it will be nice if the lines are smooth and well-organized. If I want to colour my lineart, I can draw rougher lines theoretically (I don't really enjoy colouring my lineart now! ! ! ). 😂😂😂

I did colour something. Most of the colours I used were low-saturated. The bottom right Danny is in blue while the whole scene is basically in a red tone, so in order to achieve colour harmony, the saturation of the blue colours had to drop. The same goes for the bottom left little Dark Danny. I used the oil painting brush tool (I guess), the felt-tip pen tool, the eraser tool, and some other brushes. I drew the colours with methods of oil painting, watercolour and acrylic painting, and I didn't use that many lines. I left some brushstrokes and drew different kinds of edges because of my personal preference. Last year I often used the magic wand tool to draw this kind of art but now I realize that I can draw more quickly with brushes, although the bottom right Danny with a background still took me over two hours to draw. 😂😂😂 I think the coloured ones kind of look like prints and paper cuttings.

All plants in the picture are fictional. I just wanted to test something. I designed foliage's shapes and decorated them with branches. I have observed Cinnamomum camphora, Ficus microcarpa and some other species, and drawn a few line drawings. So I remembered something about how the branches grow, but sadly I didn't draw things very accurately. I will draw real species later I guess. 😂😂😂 SunnyTP (Lofter and Twitter) said that the dark red bushes were too saturated when we talked about colours, so I changed the bushes' colours.

The bottom left Danny's sketch doesn't have blood, and when I was colouring, I realized that I wanted to draw blood and a crying child again. I released feelings and it was cool. The blood is Dark Danny's, and I did use some horror stuff elements but I drew things in a mild way since the point was not showing something actually scary. I mix the features of several materials like hair/ fur, fire, liquid (water), clouds/ mist, plant textures and some other things together to design Danny's hair. So I can make his hair look convincing and at the same time it's clear that the character is fictional. Drawing the colourful smoke were interesting, too. One side of a wisp of smoke could have some twists while the other side could be drawn smoother.

The middle left Dannys: @suekis-stuff said my AU Dannys can lick each other and I thought that would be fine to draw so I drew the boys being friendly (or maybe not really).

There will be a few coloured chapters in the AU's comic, so I need to find proper ways to colour.

And here's one more piece of art: something about the Far Frozen people.

@liang-rexy 嘅第130篇原创文章。

于2021年9月24日发布。

Something about my Danny Phantom AU.

I drew something for my alternate universe "Wings of the Ravens". The little bear in the picture is my character Bella.

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Top left: The bear. 🤔

Middle left: 👀👀.

Bottom left: Feeding time (kind of).

Top right: Danny is trying to love "himself", or maybe not really.

Middle right: Danny in his lab coat!

Bottom right: 😢😭.

It usually takes me quite a long time to draw. 🤔 And I often feel stressful when I create works. It was great that I finally felt a little bit happy again when I drew this picture.

The joy of conveying what I want to say can really encourage me to create more works. 😭😭😭

There are mainly two ways of drawing lines here. One way is to use lines with the same thickness (there are two to three kinds of thickness), and the other way is to use several different lines (like the lines in ink painting). When I used lines with the same thickness, I could draw pretty clear shapes and the more important thing was I could focus on designing the density of lines in an easier way. The other way of drawing is a lot more similar to ink painting methods and it is always interesting to use. I can write lines you know.

I have posted some drawings of Danny wearing his lab coat and Bella the Bear before (@liang-rexy ). Apparently Danny has more than one coat ha ha! 😂 I also drew two limiters (the belts) for the boy this time since I mentioned that my AU Danny uses "power limiters" willingly. 🤔

I wanted talk about my AU Danny AGAIN. Some concepts below were mentioned before and I still wanted to write them again. 😂

The Danny here suffers from some illnesses and he does get separated, and then there is Dark Danny and a more human-like Danny (sharp-incisorsed/ black-haired Danny), and neither of the Dannys is nasty/ violent enough to become something really horrible. Both Dannys are still half humans and they actually need what humans need. The two Dannys are fine with the existence of themselves and they can get on well with each other. They can fuse together (then separate if necessary) without using any tools/ devices, and when they are being one Danny, Danny can be more reasonable than his black-haired self. (Unfortunately Dannys are still suffering from illnesses. 😞)

In this world the Dannys are regarded as shapeshifters by other people, although I know that the "going ghost" thing is different from shapeshifting. Both of the Dannys can shapeshift but the black-haired Danny doesn't do that very often. Danny doesn't change "back" to any forms, so if he is very tired he will just stay in the current form. Basically he can only be other versions of himself and he has preferred forms. He needs to shapeshift occasionally or it will be uncomfortable for him to stay in a form, because staying in one form for too long (a few days or several weeks will be alright) is not very good for his health, but he can't shapeshift too frequently or it will be too tiring/ painful and even harmful/ dangerous for Danny. For example, he won't want to change immediately after a transformation (sometimes he just cannot transform after that without taking a rest). So he needs to be careful when he chooses a form. He uses some devices like the limiters mentioned above to monitor his health condition. The devices can also help him stay in a particular form if that's really necessary.

Danny has some hobbies and he really has the time to do his things. I have already talked about that. And I might talk more about what Danny can do/ like to do later. The boy takes good care of (most of) his toys and models and he is fine with playing toys with Jazz or other people, but he is afraid of stuff toys (only occasionally). Cute fluffy animal toys might scare him, so someone who knows Danny might use dolls to try to frighten Danny.

By the way, I didn't want Dannys to know the TUE timeline earlier, but this year I changed my mind. Little Dan here does see something of the TUE alternate universe (TUE is a parallel world in this case).

Liang Rexy嘅第6篇文章。

于2021年9月22日发布。

My AU Danny.

I will use that account to post DP stuff more often. This account of mine is still invisible, which is really upsetting.

By the way, the winged Danny licking his claw (and feathers) was inspired by a kind of cleaning behaviour of rosy-faced lovebirds.

I drew my "Wings of the Ravens" AU Danny. I mentioned that he has many types of containers that look like the Fenton Thermos. So I drew a jar. 🤔

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There are two versions. The other version is that "winged" Danny cleaning his claw/ feathers(fur?), and the drawing doesn't look that good. You can see both versions in this post on Lofter:

Liang Rexy嘅第5篇文章。

于2021年9月10日发布。

My AU Dannys!

I talked about the "biting other people" part before…

I created a mini comic for my Danny Phantom alternate universe "Wings of the Ravens".

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I am working on several projects and I am tired. 😢

By the way there's blood in the last two panels.

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A few sketches of my alternate universe. Some Dannys were drawn in 2020.

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Danny in the bottom left of the image says he doesn't have any money for dinner. The other sentence means that Danny will punch anyone who curses him.

The collar and the belts are two different types of power limiters. The collar can force a shapeshifter into staying in/ transforming to a particular "form" as well as hurting the user (Danny is regarded as a sort of shapeshifter here and a collar like that can affect him) (I know the canon half ghosts are not shapeshifters and I don't care). 🤔🤔🤔 I browsed my stuff on Instagram and noticed that I only mentioned the name of power limiters but I didn't actually introduce the devices. 🤔😳 I have posted some concepts of power limiters to Lofter. And I might change several things about the limiters, so I don't want to post what I posted to that platform here. 🤔 I kind of explained the devices in my 126th post anyway.

I might try to create a very short comic and post it here before June. I really hope I can finish the comic as soon as possible, and I think I want to make an English version this time, but I'm not sure. 🤔

无厘头羽王龙嘅第127篇原创文章。

于2021年5月20日发布。

Some concepts of my alternate universe "Wings of the Ravens". (It's really different from the canon world! Please skip this post if you mind seeing AUs) 🤔😂😂

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All the dialogues are in Chinese, and I tried to translate most of them into English. I can't translate one of the sentences but I can explain the text.

The first image:

1. 我其实唔系好识用嗰部机。不过如果你等我睇阵说明书，我应该可以搞得𠶧。

I am not really good at operating the machine. But if you wait for a moment and let me read the instructions, I can probably manage to use it.

2. 啲人话我“搞搞震，冇帮衬”，我好伤心。

They said I was just messing around and I'm so sad. (@suekis-stuff helped me translate the common saying here)

3. 说明书睇咗三分之一，好攰啊！

Explanation: (I cannot translate this one since it's too weird to say that in English) Basically he has read some of the instructions and he's tired.

The second image:

1. Vlad: 你做乜着成噉？

Why are you wearing a lab coat?

2. Danny: (does not reply to Vlad) 我着实验服只系因为件衫好睇。

Because it makes me look good.

3. Danny: 好似揿错掣，点算好？

I think I pressed the wrong button. What should I do?

4. 我攞到我支笔啦！

I've got my pen!

5. 我畀人𢴒咗出嚟。

I was kicked out of the lab.

6. My note: 佢有只水壶，用嚟装嘢饮。

Danny has a thermos that is used for containing drinkable liquids (for example, a kind of drink that's made from Blood Blossoms) (So his thermos is not meant for capturing ghosts).

😂😂. 🤔

Danny has a short-sleeved lab coat and he can wear it sometimes. This kind of coat is probably designed for some medical workers, and I think Danny should probably wear a long-sleeved coat to do laboratory work. 🤔

When I was at high school, I saw a doctor who wore a lab coat with short sleeves. Before that, I thought all lab coats were long-sleeved (maybe I just didn't notice the other kind of lab coat when I was younger). 😂😂😂 My first drawing of Danny with a lab coat was drawn in 2019 (the third image). I said that I didn't like Danny (young Dark Danny) wearing the HAZMAT suit (then I realized that it didn't look nice perhaps because I couldn't draw the suit very well), and I thought Danny with a lab coat would look better than just wearing the suit, so I sketched the little drawing. 🤔

This time I wanted to take things more seriously. I redesigned the character a little bit, and I like the result. After talking with @littleveltyoung , I thought my old design was kind of weird (though something like that is canon), and it would make sense that Danny would just wear casual clothes with a white coat (I know in some AUs Danny can't change his clothes). This Danny really can take off his clothes and change clothes. He isn't interested in wandering around in a HAZEMAT suit, and he won't wear the suit if he doesn't have to. 😂😂😂

His wristband is one of the power limiters that I mentioned on Lofter and on Instagram. I forgot to talk about power limiters here. 😳 The device monitors the user's condition regularly, restricts the user's "powers" by limiting the amount of energy that's sent out by the user, and can probably keep the user safe on certain occasions. There are belts that is similar to the wristband in functions, but I didn't draw those belts this time (My AU Sam always wears that sort of belt and I have posted drawings of her). The limiters can be considered as an alternate version of Fenton Specter Deflector, but the limiters don't really cause Danny pain. 🤔The limiter(s) can usually keep Danny from hurting himself, and since removing the device(s) won't kill him, Danny can release the limiter(s) when he wants to. 😂😂😂

Danny is able to help with some lab work but sometimes not too helpful due to his lack of knowledge about his parents' (or Vlad's) technology. Though he can read instructions/ instruction books on how to use his parents' (and Vlad's) inventions/ machines (yeah there are instruction books). He does mess around and he might damage things or even hurt other people so he probably shouldn't be allowed to use weapons in labs. 😂😂😂

The Vlad in this world lives with Danny and Jazz (Of course the girl is alive) (The Nasty Burger explosion didn't happen, and this world isn't a TUE AU anyway). Vlad is not as horrible as the canon Vlad, although he is still responsible for Danny's situation. 🤔🤔🤔

I think it's alright to post DP AU concepts. But if I want to talk about my original works, I won't (shouldn't) explain too many things. 🤔

My post on Lofter:

无厘头羽王龙嘅第126篇原创文章。

于2021年5月19日发布。