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YOYOYOOO!! HAPPY DANNY-MAY YALL!! Does anyone have ANY ideas for day 2? If I can’t come up with anything, then I’ll just do.. like.. the fashion.. uh

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Hello danny phantom people it's been a while 🕺

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Goin' Ghost!!!

Sorry it has been awhile, currently settling in my new apartment, Hope the meme isn't dead when I post this

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Ring ring ring!

"Danny, do you have any idea what time it is?"

"Yeah, it's 3:10am, right at the start of the Haunting Hour. Oh. Right, sorry, Tuck, I probably just woke you up, didn't I? But I just found this list of prompts for creating stuff every day of May, and one of them's the Moon landing! I don't really have a lot of people I can share it with because reasons, but I'mma do ice sculptures."

"Cool--"

"Ha!"

"I'm rolling my eyes at you /hard/ right now. But is there any reason you couldn't have waited until lunch to tell me? Or at least Lancer's class?"

"I guess not, but do you want... cables, robot, or hot dogs?"

"What."

"Which prompt do you want me to sculpt for you?"

"Oh. I guess I'll take..."

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DP x DC prompt [25]

Instead of Damian, Danny is twins with Jon Kent.

For the most part not much changes besides the fact that learning how to handle slowly emerging kryptonian powers is a lot easier to deal with when you have someone there who is going through the exact same shit.

The first meeting between the superboys and Robin Damian goes about as well as you would expect by the way… 

“Two of them? Two of Them!?”

“yes, they are twins Robin”

“One would be bad enough but now I have to deal with two!?” he turns to the superboys, “whatever tag teaming schemes you two will come up with, it won’t work!”

“Robin…”

So yeah… 

Things stay very the same, right up until they get rejected for the titans at age 10 and while Jon decides to go with their grandfather Jor-El into space, Danny doesn’t.

You see, Jon took the rejection a bit harder than Danny did and Danny figures that this trip into space will be good for Jon, and perhaps they need to figure out who they are separately from each other.

So Jon goes into space and Danny stays on Earth.

And Danny has his own life altering adventures in the following two weeks after that because even though kryptonians are really awful with magic, Danny somehow gets involved with a whole bunch of it when through paranormal occult shenanigans he half dies and now has some new powers on top of his already existing ones.

However, it’s not until he’s faced with his suddenly now 6 to 7 years older twin after those two weeks that he’s really regretting not going with Jon into space.

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朋友想看，于是我想为什么不呢

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DP x DC: Corner of Shadows

Alfred Pennyworth has been a lot of things in his lifetime: an intelligence agent, a friend, a butler, a pseudo-father, a pseudo-grandfather, a medic, and more. But the one thing that he rarely gets a chance to be is, well... wrong.

He'd noticed things in Gotham seemed quiet lately, though he was superstitious enough not to voice that thought aloud. A quiet Gotham was a plotting Gotham, and he was wary and alert for whatever she was brewing. It was odd though, since Batman and his affiliates had managed to arrest and incarcerate the most destructive of the normal rouges in Arkham. Alfred knew that wasn't a long-term solution, but it would hold them for at least a few months before they inevitably were broken out. Alfred's sense of dread peaked on a Wednesday afternoon in late April. He had been doing his day's tasks, notably at the exact moment he was dusting in Bruce's study, when he felt a chill. Now, Alfred had been the caretaker of Wayne Manor long enough to know it's secrets: what windows were sealed shut and which could sneak open, what rooms and hallways created drafts and where the origins were, and the most likely hiding places for stashes of coffee, weapons, or even people. Bruce's study had never once incited a chill.

Alfred, though, was a professional. So, he didn't even pause in his task. He simply angled himself to reach the next set of shelves and snuck a glance around the room under the guise of reviewing his work.

He noticed it in the far corner of the room.

In his brief glance, the corner appeared darker than normal, as though the shadows had warped themselves out of their normal crevices to conceal something or someone. He considered, for a moment, hitting the panic button tucked away on the shelf behind him. However, he was not one to back down from a skirmish, nor was he incapable of handling one measly threat on his own. No need to concern the family until he knew whatever shadow creature or demon they were dealing with.

It wouldn't be the first time Alfred has faced down a demon. It also wouldn't be the first time he'd come out victorious. "I'd rather hope you were not planning to remain hidden in that corner. If so, I'm terribly sorry to disappoint you." Alfred said, keeping his back to the corner and continuing with his dusting with a purposeful air of nonchalance and passivity.

Even without a straight view of the shadowed corner, Alfred could feel the tension grip the air. "If you are here to steal from Master Bruce or one of his children, I'd kindly suggest that you exit through whatever means you entered. If you intend to harm them, I'd suggest you reconsider unless you plan to challenge me. Contrary to my family's beliefs, blood does not magically disappear out of the carpet, and as I do not know what you are, I'd hate to have to take the time to figure out how to best clean up yours." It was with this thinly veiled threat that Alfred chose to turn around and stare down the corner of the room, hopefully engaging in direct eye contact with whatever creature lurked there, or at least close proximity to it. It was as though the shadows were fighting with themselves. Almost imperceptible to the naked eye, they seemed to elongate and shrink back in rapid succession. It almost appeared that they seemed to be anxious. Then, a voice. It was akin to nails scraping down a chalkboard or the explosion of static through a radio on full volume in close quarters. It was a violent and powerful voice that hinted at fear and destruction. "What makes you so sure you would win?" The shadows seemed to tremble. Alfred smirked.

"I've dealt with many things in my life. Enough to know that demons, wraiths, creatures of the night, and even the most violent humans all have one thing in common: they can still cease." The shadows seemed to tilt. Alfred paused for a second, it almost looked like when a child or dog would tilt it's head in confusion or thought. "Cease." The broken and grating tone suggested that the reply was not a question, more like a thought for itself.

"Life does not always end in death, and death does not always extinguish existence. However, even one that is dead can still cease to exist if given the right... persuasions." Alfred lightly grinned. He knew to an outsider that it would seem vaguely threatening, even if the grin was only created out of his own amusement seeping through. The room was still. The shadows had stopped their rhythmic twisting, finally stationary. However, they were still stretched and warped beyond their usual means. The being was still present, even if it had yet to reveal itself.

It seemed, to Alfred, the creature was thinking, and he, ever the polite host, chose to let it.

After a long, quiet moment, the being spoke again. Only this time, the broken static and sharp noises ceased. Instead, the voice of a teenager, maybe even a child spoke. "What if... What would you say to a being whose existence was a constant fluxuation of life and death? Constantly living and dying and living and dying again and again, a never-ending cycle. How would you handle a being like that?" Alfred paused for a moment. He didn't let his own confusion at the entity show on his face as he realized his assumptions about this being a demon or shadowed creature here to cause harm were wrong. He had a job to do, after all. And even if this was not one of the children he was tasked with helping raise, he would not harm or threaten a child. "I'd invite the being for a cup of tea." "You'd..." There was a long pause, even longer than the standoff from earlier. It seemed Alfred's answer had truly shocked the shadows. "Why?" "Life can be incredibly isolating. Death even more so. I'd dare say, young sir, that if one was constantly walking the veil between both, regardless of if they teeter more towards one way or the other, that the being could, simply put, use an ally." The tension that had begun to stifle the room dissipated almsot immediately. As the shadows started to expand out from the corner, slowly inching their way towards where Alfred stood as though expecting him to move, to strike, Alfred stayed perfectly still and poised. There was no flinching or startling to be perceived. The shadow stretched along the floor until it stopped about half a food from the tip of his left shoe. The shadows slowly, slowly, slowly crept the rest of the way until it barely brushed the top of the well-worn leather shoes. When he didn't react, didn't move away or lash out, then the shadows quickly receded back from whence they came. Then, in the blink of an eye, in the corner sat a boy.

As far as Alfred could see, he was thin, dirty, and the staining on his clothing suggested that he was injured or had been so recently. His pitch black hair was matted and greasy, the bags under his eyes and sunken in face suggested he had been alone, likely hiding, for much too long. His gaze, however, was strong. The direct stare he landed on Alfred suggested that he was being cautious and his tensed posture indicated he would bolt if Alfred handled this incorrectly. So, Alfred leveled his own gaze back, allowing for warmth and care to flood back into his features, casting out the cold and ironed exterior he had thrown on in the face of a potential threat. "So, young sir, would you prefer a black or green tea?"

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JL, summoned the ghost king for something: Can you help?

Danny, going THROUGH IT and suicidal: No

Danny: *snatches the blood blossoms Constantine was trying to threaten him with and just starts eating them to kill himself*

Constantine, breaking 500 different magic rules to get this kid to stop eating poison: Wait! No! Stop that! The Realms will kill us all if they think we killed you!

Danny, coughing blood: sounds like a you problem

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Counterpoint: cannon is dead and we sit upon thrones of lies

No but seriously, cmon man, its not that serious, just click off if you dont like the story

DANNY FENTON IS A GOOD BOY! He is not feral! He is not a piece of shit teenager! He will literally start a riot in hell to save his parents marriage! He's sarcastic and he's petty, but he's also responsible and considerate.

If I read one more fic where Danny is an asshole "because he's a teenager", I'm going to make international news.

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AO3 Was scraped for generative AI

Perhaps this is already common knowledge on this app, but I have yet to see anything about it in my feed. If you are unaware, an AI tech company called HuggingFace recently had a user by the name of nyuuzyou scrape our beloved AO3.

This scrape included over 63 MILLION fanfics written by the hard working, passionate, and incredible people of every fandom. The scrape was conducted with the intent of using the data to generate AI fanfiction and fiction. If you have a fanfic on AO3 that has an ID between 1-63 200 000, and is publicly accessible (not restricted to registered users), then your work was scraped and used in the process.

AO3 admins are currently searching for solutions and some kind of retributions. Until then, make sure to limit your works to registered users and show the real writers that you value their time and contribution to fandom.

More about it here

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He’s a phantom..

Ended up keeping and coloring the silly little ectoblobs that I put there to keep me company last night haha anyways

This was another 2021-2023 redraw :)

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Same character, different representations in the song

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Quick question for all my DP phans out there!

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This is my first time drawing tucker let me know

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From the cowlick

no "no streak" option for this poll, pretend it has to happen no matter what and decide which option would be least insufferable

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I'm almost disappointed that in all of the Danny Phantom fics I've read I've never seen Danny meeting an immensely powerful god/ghostly being and be all "And where were YOU when Pariah Dark was released from his Sarcophagus"

Bonus points if someone who has no idea what Danny's deal is is watching the confrontation in horror

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A batfam member lecturing tim on how he needs to go back to the manor and rest because they know hes been overworking himself and hasn’t slept

Danny who is definitely not this tim person, however he has been overworking himself and hasnt slept either and a nap sounds really good right about now, agreeing and just going with them