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If Danny moved to Gotham, I think he would feel a little threatened. So he decides to try and scare the other gothamites first, to like show he's not weak or whatever.

It's his first day Gotham university. Everyone is introducing themselves with casually saying some absolutely insane facts about themselves (like how they beat the shit out of a goon the other day. Like how insane is that? I mean sure, anyone in amity wins fights with normal ghosts on the regular, but those are ghosts. They don't change, and once you know them it's easy. Humans tho? Much trickier, especially keeping them alive).

It's his turn now. He has a plan, but he needs something tough and hard to do it. He reaches inside his pocket, but he doesn't find any rocks or anything. Instead there's batarang. Guess that'll have to do.

Danny waves at everyone nervously "hello, my name's Danny Fenton and..." He takes out the batarang and takes a bite out of it "...I eat stuff" he says, with mouth full of metal.

The whole class stares at him in bewilderment. The sounds of metal scraping and chewing sounding too loud in the silent classroom.

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Danny eats rocks. And stuff.

People assume him eating batarang is like... A sign of a rising villain, bc.... That's foreshadowing as hell, you can't lie to me.

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I hate Bruce's "I don't kill because once I start, I wouldn't be able to stop"

Like I simply do not buy it. Murder is not a potato chip Bruce. I think he is full of shit and a messy bitch who lives for the drama. I am certain Bruce has some kind of valid reason for not killing, but I don't believe that this is it.

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“Your brother is adorable.” The cashier cooed at Danny, peering over the counter with a smile. “What’s his name?”

Danny looked down to the surly, scowling little de-aged Batman currently holding onto his hand, glaring up at the cashier with bright blue eyes.

Things had already been bad enough when he’d gotten caught in a fight in Gotham, but things went from bad to worse when a magician had hit Batman with a de-aging spell and then shoved them through a portal.

Into a different fucking dimension.

Because of course neither of their lives could be easy. And now the two of them were stuck in Iowa in the middle of nowhere, at a truck stop gas station, trying to go on a cross-country roadtrip to reach the nearest hero city and get home.

He looked up and smiled awkwardly, trying to come up with a name off the top of his head — one of the heroes called Batman ‘B’ when he got hit right? B for Batman, right. B… B… Bee… Bees.

“Buzz.” He said, and tried not to grimace as the cashier’s face warped with surprise. “Like the astronaut.”

This was gonna be a long trip.

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do you think Vlad reads Packers fanfic is he in the sports rpf ao3 community

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Danny's got some shit luck and shittier timing.

So there he is, with an anti-ecto collar stuck on his neck in the middle of Star City while Prometheus is rampaging, darting between toppling buildings.

When he sees a little girl.

So he does what he do; he darts in and barely manages to get her cleared away from the building as it collapses.

From there it's a blur of clutching the little girl to him, cursing his lack of powers, and dodging nonstop.

When all is said and done, Red fucking Arrow (sans an arm what the hell) slams into him to hug the little girl.

Okay. Apparently Danny has successfully saved a heroes daughter; fantastic. Time to run before the GIW track his stupid collar down and collect him.

New Problem; Green Arrow was there when he turned to run, hand already outstretched as the other hero tugs at Danny's lovely neck accessory.

But Danny knows he's well and truly fucked. The Justice League clearly agrees with the anti-ecto acts, clearly work with the government, and will obviously turn him in.

So he begs.

Oliver, who just wanted to thank the savior of his granddaughter, is shocked by the teenager who saved her begging for his life.

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DP x DC Prompt: The New Teacher

(So, I've seen a lot of prompts that have Danny go to Gotham and be a teacher but I don't remember seeing any with it in this direction, so on the chance that this is an original idea here we go!)

Jason was given a choice, or multiple choices. Babysit the Replacement on a mission that could last a week, go to Bludhaven and have some 'brother bonding time' with Dick who needed backup on a big case, or take a temp solo-gig in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere called Amity Park.

Well, considering he was still a bit hurt about the fact that B replaced him all those years ago and the pit loved to grab hold of that bit of frustrations towards his younger brother, that didn't seem like a smart idea. Dick wasn't an option either because he knew that would lead to 'talking about feelings' and other shit that he didn't want to do.

So he took the solo-gig.

It was supposed to be easy, at least that's what had been implied by the others he'd spoken to about the case. It seemed like most of the Justice League thought this situation was being 'exaggerated' because most of the time when somebody checked out what was going on there was nothing happening. No big take over, or kidnapping, or 'end of the world' situation, but there had been too many calls to put Bruce's mind at ease. The frequent calls mixed with the fact that the Government apparently had the area under a 'black out' made Bruce even more nervous.

Hell, if it hadn't been for the fact that Bruce was famous and that Scarecrow, Penguin and Riddler had all escaped from Arkham he would have been doing the case himself.

Which is how Jason ended up in a restraunt named 'Nasty Burger' looking at the news papers he had managed to get from a stand down the street while taking notes of things he had already seen. It wasn't just that the Government had cut them off, all of the tech in the city was easily 20 years outdated compared to the rest of the world.

Nokia phones, chunky computers, hell he'd even seen a kid with a PDA of all things. Thankfully, it looked like his tech still worked other than running slower than it should have, but thanks to modifications made by Barbara and Tim things were running better than he expected. But, they did struggle to have access to anything, specifically the news.

Hence the paper.

Ghost Boy: Friend or Fiend. A new vote cast by the city has found that the Ghost Boy - Danny Phantom - has had an astounding rise in support after the events over the Christmas Holiday. The new polls suggest that 43% of Citizens support Danny Phantom, with the majority of his support coming from the students at Casper High who insist that Phantom is a hero who has saved them countless times over the past few months. 49% of people still agree, however, that Phantom appears to be at the center of the majority of the attacks with many still claiming that he is the sole cause of the attacks. However, 8% of the population remain undecided, including many teachers, police and hospital staff. Upon seeing the new results of the pole Mayor Montez had this to say; "While I will admit that Phantom appears to favor the younger generation and frequently seems to come to their aid, we cannot forget what it has done in the past. Taken hostages, injured innocents, and caused millions in property damage. Phantom may not be a 'villain' in the typical sense of the word, but we shouldn't blindly trust him just because of a few good deeds."

So there was a... hero? Half hero - potentially villain - in Amity Park? That might have explained some of the calls they'd gotten from Amity park over the past few months. Still, he was concerned by some parts of the report.

Students at a high school were frequently coming under attack? So much that this potential-villain kept saving them? Just what was the cause? What could cause so many issues?

Jason looked up as he saw that same PDA kid talking with a girl with short black hair in a half-ponytail who was wearing a black crop-top. The girl seemed annoyed while the boy seemed worried about something.

"But it's Vlad, Sam... what if he does something?" He heard the boy whisper, "We should go back him up..."

"He doesn't need our help, besides Jazz ran away from home, remember? She got herself into this mess it's her problem to get out of it. Something that Danny should have learned a long time ago."

Jason frowned, pretending not to hear them as he hesitated then got up and walked over to the two younger teens. "Hey, excuse me."

The girl looked annoyed and suspicious while the boy looked confused.

"Uh, yeah?" Tucker asked.

"Hey, sorry to bug you both. But could you guys tell me about this... 'Danny Phantom' person?" He asked, holding the newspaper out.

The girl looked even more suspicious, "And... who are you?"

"And how haven't you heard of Phantom?" Asked the boy.

"I just moved to town." Jason admitted, rubbing the back of his neck. "So, I'm just trying to catch up on all the town drama."

"You moved to Amity Park... willingly? Psh, what do you have, a deathwish?" The girl grumbled.

"Come on, I just moved from Gotham, which is worse?"

The girl blinked as the boy laughed.

"Furries vs Ghosts, who will win~" He said as the girl elbowed him. "Ow! What?!"

"Danny Phantom is a hero." The girl explained, "He showed up in April and has been protecting the town since."

"A hero, huh? Could always use more of those in the world, but the mayor seems to have it out for him."

Tucker sighed, "No kidding, man. Somebody framed Phantom for something really bad and no matter what he does to try to fix it the city just see's that incident as the only thing he's ever done. It was the first big 'public thing' outside of the high school so it was huge but it wasn't his fault."

The girl reached for her phone suddenly, looking at it before she answered. "Hey, Danny. What's up?" She was quiet for a moment, "Yeah, we're at Nasty Burger, wanna join us? Lunch on me?"

A quiet mumble came through the speaker before she smirked.

"I'll order for you then. Double or triple?"

More mumbles.

"Triple it is. See you soon." She said, then hung up. "Come on, Tuck, Danny is on his way for lunch."

"Hell yeah, see you later, dude." The boy said, then jogged off with the girl.

"A teacher? Yeah, it looks like there's some openings but why would you want to have your cover as a teacher?" Oracle asked as Jason sat in his hotel room, looking through the paper again.

"Most of the incidents seem to surround the High School, I want to see what's going on."

Oracle hummed, typing for a moment. "Alright, well as luck will have it, it looks like teachers are sparse at Amity High, at least from what I'm able to get using your connection... which is infuriatingly slow, by the way, are you sure you did it right?"

"I've done it a million times, of course I did it right."

Oracle grumbled, "Stupid Amity black-out. Okay, so you have options. Most of the teachers have fucked off so all of the teachers in Freshmen year switch around to cover lessons or do mixed lessons. For example the English teacher also teaches Math and the normal Math teacher also teaches Science. So it looks like you could have any position you want and the school would just shuffle around the teachers."

"You said English is taken, right?"

"Yep, the teacher is named William Lancer and he- oh... wait, he's on a leave of absence due to injuries he suffered over Christmas Break. Concussion, broken arm, and bruised ribs, he'll be out for a few weeks."

Jason smirked, "Perfect. Sign me up."

". . . Jason, the English and Math teacher... never thought I'd see the day. Alright, I'll type up your application, send it in and casually push it to the front of the line. You'll be official by the time Winter Break ends in a few days. So get studying."

"Sounds like a plan, but I'll be fine, I mean our family is crazy and i deal with criminals on a nightly basis. How hard could this assignment really be?"

He would regret asking that question by the end of his first day as an Amity High School teacher.

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Tw: there's some uncomfortable description of kinda body horror. It's not descrhptite but it is mentioned

Ooooooh wait let's make it worse. What if it's not even Danny dating someone, what if he just flirts and stuff. And what if the person he flirts w is Nightwing.

Like Nightwing somehow fits into the gap in his memories right? The jokes he says are just something that makes everything feel right. And just all the stuff y'know.

And on dick's side, how fucking terrible must it feel to see ur significant other flirt w u, without knowing it's u? I feel like he'd even respond at first, before realizing and.... Yeah.

Abd than the realization that Danny doenst remember/can't w interact w dick Grayson. All the angst, how long has this been going on, without dick realizing. Add to that Abt Danny knowing Jason is alive (or one of the five children Bruce has), and there's no way the bats are leaving Danny on his own devices.

I imagine Danny walks around Gotham, when he goes to sleep, with his more ghostly features being seen, but not to the point of not being recognized. All that to say, that one day the bats finally get a closer look on their new possibly rogue, and realize, oh shit, that's Danny. And dick, forgetting in the moment that Danny can't see him, tries and talk to him.

But.

This Danny can see him. This Danny recognizes Dick Grayson. And this Danny is really fucking pissed off.

I imagine Danny transforms into even more terryfiong form, his black sclera running down his cheeks like tears, fingers like knives stabbing into dick's skin, as Danny's trying to keep him close to himself, while also trying to push his away.

I would continue, but honestly even I feel too bad for dick rn, considering he doesn't even know half of it.

Danny Fenton was tired. He was also annoyed, just a little bit angry and disappointed, but mainly he was tired.

Tired of the excuses, of the missed dates, of the nights he waited for Dick to come home only for him to show up in the morning with a sheepish smile and an excuse.

He tried to be understanding, he tried to ignore the instincts that screamed that Dick was leaving him, that he was finally getting tired of him and had found someone else.

The problem was that ghosts were beings of emotion. They loved with all their core, they also hated with the same passion, but Danny ignored that. If their partner was not as dedicated, the ghost suffered, their core tried to reach out, form and maintain the bond all alone. Some ghosts even ended up with cracked or shattered cores because they fell for the wrong person.

Danny foolishly thought he would be spared this, he was still half human after all. He was forced to let go of that illusion today. This evening was his and Dick's anniversary dinner. They had planned this months in advance and Dick never even showed up.

Danny felt his core crack on the way home. Not a big break, just a little barely noticeable nick, but given time it could grow deeper and shatter him. So Danny made the decision and packed his things, left a note letting Dick know and left.

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I am invested into this prompt, and will come back to haunt it like a ghost (ha).

That being said, I love!! Ur idea, but what if instead of hating dick, Danny's core can't take it, and just... Blocks dick irl.

Like Danny isn't capable of remembering dick, and he can't see/smell/anything dick. Like if dick were to touch him, either his intangibility activated, or he'd just be freaked the fuck out bc what just touched him.

But!! Because Danny still has the memories (he just can't access them), he feels like something is missing. He has no idea what, but he just has this need to either stay in that strange apartment he apparently lives in now, or go walk around Gotham and just... Search for it.

The second thing often happens when he's asleep > thus the night ghost rumor spreads (bc i LOVE that idea, like the perpetual circle ugh!). Throughout the day, Danny stays in the apartment.

Where dick sometimes also resides. Now it's been a rough couple of weeks ok? Rogues broke out of Arkham, the cells there permanently damaged, so now the batclan is scrambling to put something together to act like their residence for the time of repairs. Jason seems to be getting closer to the family, but dick feels pretty anxious when he meets the family without him being there, bc even if they don't have the best relationship, it's definitely better than what Jason has w Bruce or Tim. Also Damian seems to be getting jealous of the amount of time.he spends w Jason, so he also needs to spend some time w him too. There's also his civilian job and...... Ugh, it's just.. a lot.

Thankfully, Danny has been so understanding and supportive through out all of this. Dick can see it's taking a toll on him (the circles under his eyes are getting darker and darker, and he's even more skinny than before), but..... Dick just can't put any more on his plate than he has now. He just can't.

So... Dick is gonna do the healthy thing for now, and wait until some of the things settle, and than have a proper conversation with his boyfriend. (And sure, he could let him know he has a lot on his plate now, but these days he's too tired to shower sometimes, he sure doesn't have energy to think of the lies, to replace the crazy parts of his life, to tell to his boyfriend).

(Danny might not greet him in the morning sometimes, but that's because he's tired right? He still leaves him notes! Like just yesterday it was 'dont forget to take out the trash' and the day before 'monday - spaghetti, Tuesday - ????, Wednesday - garlic bread' I mean seriously, how nice of Danny to let him know what food he's planning to make. Sometimes dick even suprises him by making the food for him!)

Btw if someone asks Danny how many kids Bruce Wayne officially has, he'd say 5, which is the usual response, but others aren't counting Jason, and he's not counting dick.

Oh btw Danny remembers Nightwish and the first Robin, since his core only targets 'Richard Grayson'.

Idk what this is. It's probs not coherent, I'm a lil sick rn, buttttttttttttttbyea. U're all so cool btw. This prompt is so col. Yey👍

Danny Fenton was tired. He was also annoyed, just a little bit angry and disappointed, but mainly he was tired.

Tired of the excuses, of the missed dates, of the nights he waited for Dick to come home only for him to show up in the morning with a sheepish smile and an excuse.

He tried to be understanding, he tried to ignore the instincts that screamed that Dick was leaving him, that he was finally getting tired of him and had found someone else.

The problem was that ghosts were beings of emotion. They loved with all their core, they also hated with the same passion, but Danny ignored that. If their partner was not as dedicated, the ghost suffered, their core tried to reach out, form and maintain the bond all alone. Some ghosts even ended up with cracked or shattered cores because they fell for the wrong person.

Danny foolishly thought he would be spared this, he was still half human after all. He was forced to let go of that illusion today. This evening was his and Dick's anniversary dinner. They had planned this months in advance and Dick never even showed up.

Danny felt his core crack on the way home. Not a big break, just a little barely noticeable nick, but given time it could grow deeper and shatter him. So Danny made the decision and packed his things, left a note letting Dick know and left.

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Danny Fenton was tired. He was also annoyed, just a little bit angry and disappointed, but mainly he was tired.

Tired of the excuses, of the missed dates, of the nights he waited for Dick to come home only for him to show up in the morning with a sheepish smile and an excuse.

He tried to be understanding, he tried to ignore the instincts that screamed that Dick was leaving him, that he was finally getting tired of him and had found someone else.

The problem was that ghosts were beings of emotion. They loved with all their core, they also hated with the same passion, but Danny ignored that. If their partner was not as dedicated, the ghost suffered, their core tried to reach out, form and maintain the bond all alone. Some ghosts even ended up with cracked or shattered cores because they fell for the wrong person.

Danny foolishly thought he would be spared this, he was still half human after all. He was forced to let go of that illusion today. This evening was his and Dick's anniversary dinner. They had planned this months in advance and Dick never even showed up.

Danny felt his core crack on the way home. Not a big break, just a little barely noticeable nick, but given time it could grow deeper and shatter him. So Danny made the decision and packed his things, left a note letting Dick know and left.

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Gay indeed

Gay

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Idk I know it from a song, it goes like "do I look like I give a fuck"

bruce would be fucking HILARIOUS in his idgaf era just imagine:

bruce: come home

jason: what? so you can throw me in--

bruce: no, just come home. i want you home, so come home.

jason: i'm not fallin for this shit!

bruce: i no longer care about all of *points between himself and jason* this mess. i want to go home, play monopoly with my kids and be mad about the lot of you cheating. that is what i want, so that is what will happen.

jason: you're being ridiculous.

bruce: frankly, i dont give a fuck. now, what piece do you want, the hat or the car?

jason:....

bruce:.....

jason: the car.

bruce: fantastic, be home in 10.

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Please please PLEASE let people assume he's from Thomas Wayne batman universe. Like Bruce haunting muggers who are willing to kill just like the guy who broke his family apart.

Or even the bats (while trying to find "dead Bruce") meeting Danny and due to some comedic shit not seeing his face/recognizing him as the dead Bruce.

There could also be a scene where they somehow caught Danny and now they opened portal to his universe like "be free dead Bruce go haunt ur parents or something" and in the last fycjing moment the Fenton fam bursts in like "what r u doing to our son???????"

(I imagine Danny is meanwhile looking around the significantly darker and creepier Gotham like "hmm.... Fuck :)")

I'm tired but Danny putting on a Ghost Show.

He's in Gotham, for whatever reason (maybe we go the old Ghost Convention route) and he gets a little too close to a mugging.

In Crime Alley.

He is immediately saved by Red Hood, who uses guns. Who Danny can't fight, or his parents will start putting together a map of where Phantom shows up and eventually realize the correlation.

Aaaaand Red Hood is staring at him.

So like. Shit.

Time to pull a good old fashioned horror movie stunt.

He allows just enough rigor mortis to set in so that every single movement makes horrific cracking sounds.

Moves in a jerky fashion.

Lets his eyes glow and ghostly frost make the temp in the alley plummet.

Drops to one knee.

And starts crawl-dragging himself towards Red Hood, who is frozen where he is.

Is it in fear? Fuck Danny hopes so if Hood shoots him he'll have to drop the act and dodge.

Luckily, Hood is kind enough to stay still until Danny slowly disappears from the visible spectrum.

Then he fucking books it to the hotel.

Jason, meanwhile, is freaking the fuck out because he just saw the younger version of Bruce's ghost crawling towards him in a fashion so scary he's honestly surprised he didn't piss himself.

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gälve goat, 2023 by me

if this goat get burn down this year, i will alterate/turn this artwork into black metal album cover type sh1t

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A Persuasive Argument - dpxdc

"Great!" Danny says, clapping his hands together to get everyone's attention. The dinner table falls silent as everyone looks towards him. It's a full house today and, honestly, Danny's a little nervous. "I'm sure you're all wondering why I gathered you here today."

"It's dinnertime. In our house." Duke mutters, while doing a very bad job of concealing his yawn. He holds his fork poised over the braised beef, but, just like everyone else, still looks towards Danny before tucking in. It's intriguing enough to wait.

"Yeah, no one misses Alfie's dinner." Dick says, with a brilliant smile that Danny can't help but return.

"Precisely! What better time to talk to you all than when you're all actually here!"

"Wait, I thought you came round to work on our English essays?" Tim asks, blinking owlishly.

"I'm afraid I've lured you here under false pretences, Tim."

"This is where I live."

"I would still really appreciate help on that essay though, I mean, what the hell is Hamlet even about? I just don't get that old time-y language, like 'Hark! A ghost hath killed me!' - absolute rubbish, what does that even mean?"

"The ghost never kills anyone in Hamlet, he's there to tell Hamlet that he was murdered. Have you actually read it?"

"No, but it sounds like you have. Tim, I want this guy to help me with my essay instead. I know for a fact that you haven't read Hamlet, either."

"So? We don't need Jason, I've read the Sparknotes."

"Hi Jason, I'm Danny, pleasure to meet you, summarise Hamlet in three sentences or less."

"Am I auditioning to help you write your essays? I can't believe you’ve gone through your whole school life without reading it, it’s good!"

"Hamlet, along with a number of other classics, was banned in our house because it portrayed ghosts as intelligent and sympathetic beings rather than evil, animalistic beasts. I didn’t even get to see The Muppet's Christmas Carol until last year with Tim! It was surprisingly good, and I hate Christmas because everyone always argued and it sucked. But we're getting off topic. I—"

"No, no, please go back to that, because what the fu—"

"Boys, please." Bruce interrupts, looking to the world as if he wants to hang his head in his hands. "Danny, you were about to say something?"

"Oh, yeah, Mr. Wayne! Thanks!"

"Please, call me Bruce."

"Well, that very succinctly brings me to my point, because I'd actually really like to call you dad."

Nobody says a word. Nobody even blinks, all as shocked as the other, watching open-mouthed as Danny pulls his laptop out from beside his chair. Bruce can definitely feel a headache coming on.

"Before you say anything, I've prepared a 69 slide PowerPoint presentation on why you, Bruce Wayne, should adopt me, Danny Last-Name-Pending. Please save your questions, comments, and verdict until the end, thank you."

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DPXDC AU idea

Danny is the ghost king

one problem he is a minor

so all summonings get redirected to his parent

Cut to Gotham Batman and his flock have finally tracked down a cult trying to summon the ghost king to bring about the end of the world

They're too late as the cult finishes the summoning...only for Batman to disappear and pop up in the summoning circle

Criminal Underworld: sees it as proof the Batman is some kind of eldritch being

Batman: frantically researching why he was summoned in place of the ghost king

Danny: oblivious to the chaos

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I'm not saying someone should write lbm Danny Filly embracing himself and starting a band with two badly disguised clones (I'm talking about such an obviously fake mustache it hurts and pink cowboy hat, everything else ia the same), but I'm also not saying someone's should not write this.

Oh and also he calls himself Alvin, and first clone is Theodore and the third is Dave. And their band is called Alvin and the chipmunks. And they don't sing, just make noises that will appear in your nightmares, but in a melody of popular pop songs

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Oh wow. I didn't thought of that. But!!! I have an idea >:DD

So before I get into that, I imagine Jack's obsession would be ghost hunting, with a side of loving his family. But more specifically it's, more like knowing he loves them and they are near him. It's not about protecting them that much (even though that also happens, but it's more of an side effect of the ghost hunting part of his obsession).

So, what if Jack slowly goes insane. Like he needs to find out who the ghost is. Which one of his family members is dead and now a ghost is wearing their body. But he also still loves them. And he didn't notice the change until now, does that mean they are still his family? I feel like he would go back and forth, depending on how sated his obsession is at the moment.

I imagine the first one to notice would be Vlad. He would see the way Jack sometimes looks at his family, and notice the signs his mental health plummetting (he went through this too after all, albeit for different reasons). He corners Jack, and Jack tells him what he found out.

Vlad assumes it is Danny, and decides to go with it, after all not even Daniel would be foolish enough to stay with a father who wants to actively kill him. Vlad 'helps' Jack, and also slowly pushes him closer and closer to his breaking point. It's not that hard, Jack is paranoid by himself, and all it takes is simply make an object fall from it's place or fake an evidence of 'someone' consuming the extoplasm in their house. It's actually ridicously easy, and Vlad thanks whatever deity that gave him this opportunity.

The rest of the family notices something is different, but they aren't quite sure what to do about it. Jack is very tight lipped about whatever is bothering him, and these past few days he's been less and less jumpy. One could say he was even determined. Why? They couldn't tell, but that probably means the problem was solved...?

Aight imma be honest i have no more fancy story in me, but basically the rest could be like jack thinking it's Maddie and jazz, bc they sometimes look really tired (living don't thrive in places meant for the dead), and sometimes like a giant weight was lifted from their shoulders.

This could continue w either Jack killing both of them or them becoming full ghosts. Idk which one would be worse. Probs some sort of mix, like jazz becoming a ghost and Maddie dying for real.

This is way too long, but idk I'm too tired to care

Amity Haunt

Amity Park is a literal ghost town.

Ectobiologists Jack and Maddie Fenton moved in with their family to go on hunting sprees 24/7, either not caring about what their children were exposed to, or not realizing that they willfully brought two children into a haunted minefield.