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In Arkham they don't allow outside media in fear of the rouges getting any ideas. This leads to them treating the staff like their own personal TV show, this leads to a level of parasocial obsession that can often be detrimental (See Harley Quinn as a notable example). So when DR. Jazz Fenton comes in with subtle hinting of government conspiracies and a 'i've seen worse' attitude they are INVESTED. Meany of them are staying just for the show, their plans can wait they NEED to know this woman's backstory.
"hey it's been awfully quiet"
"Yeah, new hire at Arkham, it happens sometimes"
*3 months later*
"sooo"
"yeah something's definitely up"
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Down in the streets of Gotham, in the side alley next to Express Urgent Care run by one Leslie Thompkins and that was funded by the Martha Wayne Foundation was a soup kitchen.
Well...a soup kitchen of sorts. Not in any way official but if you were hungry in Crime alley you knew that the food would be safe and warm...and it was a place where *you* could be safe and warm.
Danny had left a week after his parents found out that he was Phantom, a week after he had seen their grief, the regret and pain in their eyes. The week had been spent in suspense, he knew that they needed to talk about what had happened but neither of his parents were ever able to even start bringing it up before they were sobbing.
Danny knew his parents loved him, thst his father felt soul crushing guilt, that his mother spent hours staring at herself in the mirror, as if she didn't even know who was looking back at her.
And to spare them both, Danny left.
It wasn't hard to do, not when he could turn invisible and phase through walls, a final text to Sam and Tucker to say his good byes (he knew that they would break and tell his parents where he would be going) and a particularly hard hug to leave from Jazz, Danny flew off with only a back pack.
He had traveled across the US for a few months, occasionally snagging a post card from a super store to send off home, paying only when he had the excess funds (Sam's rants about mega rich corporate billionaires let him know just which stores wouldn't miss the few bucks the cards sold for)
He had met up with Dani a few times, when she was in the country, handing him Vlads credit card and telling him to keep it (though he never did) only ever using it to book a room for a few nights at a hotel to clean himself up and sleep in a real bed.
He settled in Gotham after a while, he had briefly stayed in Faucett but that place didn't have nearly enough ecto for him to live comfortably.
Gotham on the other hand? It had everything, cops that don't question why a teen is on the streets, natural ecto up the wazoo and well...a crime rate that would dissuade his parents ever looking for him there.
He had set up a more permanent shelter in an abandoned apartment building (after chasing out the low level drug dealers that were using it) and found that he kinda liked the vibes of the place under the blatant crimes being committed in broad day light.
Sure people could see you getting mugged and look the other way, but if you were still alive and there 5 minutes later, they would come back, hand you something to clean up your now bloody nose and point out the bodega that had the best sandwiches.
It was a sense of community that Danny didn't know he had missed for the many months he traveled.
His first "cook out" wasn't even supposed to be a cook out, his apartment building was mostly wood and he didn't trust himself to not burn it down, so he came outside, setting up a portable stove and setting up a pot filled with some, water to boil up a soup mix.
As he waited for it to come to temp, he saw the group of homeless rubbing their hands together, watching him with curiosity, though that quickly turned to hunger as the smell of the soup spilled out into the alley.
Instead of turning the others away Danny only shrugged, pulled out his spare paper bowls and handed them out, taking a few bites first to show that it was safe to eat.
What followed was a sort of tradition, Danny would come out a few times a day, take out his hot plate and pot and set up a soup, others started asking if they could pitch in, and well...Danny would have loved to keep providing it freely but his food was quickly dwindling.
So his soup got add in, some jerky that Crazy Tom had got tossed in, a few herbs (re:weeds) were added in by Miss O'Connor, and Danny didn't even know where Lady Dimond pulled out some spices from, but he wasn't about to question the her, he had learned never to question where the working girls hid their things.
And it sort of grew from there, who ever was around came by, some came out of their way to share a meal, but it became a meeting place of sorts "Come by the Kitchen at noon, Tom got his hands on some steak! And it ain't even smells bad!"
Sure gangs tried to pull up on the meeting place, tried to intimidate the people there or coerce them into doing something...well that was until the host, some punk teen with hair darker than black and blue eyes that were so light they were white came up, and dished out a heavy handed fist into their jaws and sent them packing.
And so the Kitchen became a safe space, if you were hungry, if you were in danger, come by the little alley way, right next to the Express Urgent Care, the Host will take care of you there, if your willing to share, to stay peaceful with the rest of the gathered people, then you were welcome to grab a bite and relax, because the Kitchen was always safe.
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It would be a few years since the Kitchen started, since people had brought chairs and tables, since an old grill of questionable origin was left out side it, since tarps with only a few holes were hung up to keep the place dry when it rained, since rugs covered the ground and the the alley it was in was swept clean of any needles or cigarette butts.
But for one boy it had only been a few short days since his Mama died, since he had found her cold and dead in the bathroom, a belt tied around her arm and a needle still in her hand.
Jason was miserable, he had stayed with her for the a single day before he knew he would have to leave, the body of his mother would start to decompose soon, so he did what he had too, calling the police with his mother's phone that didn't have a lot of minutes left on it, telling them the address before hanging up and leaving it there so he couldn't be tracked.
He couldn't be there when the cops showed up, foster care would do shit for him, and at least his Mama would be buried, and not left to rot in their bath tub.
So a young Jason Todd, scared, alone and hungry came to the Kitchen, as his mother had told him to many times before, had told him to seek out it's Host if anything ever happened to her...and well...at the very least he would get something to eat...
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Wip Wednesday?
Phantom floated lazily in a half-circle above them, legs crossed midair, arms tucked behind his head, that too-wide grin stretched across his face like a mask stitched on with mirth and menace.
“Let’s make a deal, Birdy.”
He spun slowly in place, green eyes glowing like dying stars.
“One date for every pitt I take out. I’ll start with the first one as a sign of grace.”
Somewhere in the mountains of Nanda Parbat, a pool began to bubble. Tim didn’t see it, but he felt it. The room chilled. Something ancient cracked apart. The scanners in Barbara computer rang in alarm.
The pit evaporated.
Not drained. Not destroyed. Undone.
Tim’s throat clicked as he swallowed.
Phantom pointed a glowing finger. “That one’s on me. Next ones are on you. Just say when.”
The second pit started to boil.
Jason surged forward, a hand out. “Stop—”
Phantom’s eyes didn’t leave Tim's.
Tim's eyes never left Phantom's
A third pit broke into steam and green fire.
The fourth trembled before erupting, sending up a column of ghostlight and screams. Somewhere distant, Ra’s al Ghul howled.
Phantom’s grin only widened.
Tim exhaled slowly, like it was the only thing keeping him grounded. His fingers curled into the chair arms.
Phantom floated closer. “Those were the ones you knew about.” His voice dropped into something deeper, more ancient. “Want me to handle the ones you didn’t?”
Tim’s mouth was dry. “How many?”
Phantom hovered until they were nose to nose. His voice was velvet, soft as snowfall:
“A lot.”
And then he leaned back again with a chuckle, twirling mid-air. “But don’t worry—I’ll only show you the ones I’m destroying. You just tell me when to stop.”
Tim stared at him, jaw tense. He could feel Barbara's eyes flick between them like a tennis match of insanity. Jason's fists clenched at his sides.
Tim breathed in deep, exhaled once. “...Keep going.”
Screens flickered to life on their own. Oracle’s setup surged with static and data feeds—grainy, spectral images of Lazarus Pits failing, collapsing, boiling away into nothing. Groups of twenty. Then forty. Then eighty.
The room filled with the low thrumming of eldritch static and the faraway screams of something ancient dying.
By the time number (xxx) imploded in a burst of unnatural light, Tim raised a shaking hand.
“Stop.”
Phantom halted mid-spin, upside down, and beamed. “Pleasure doing business with you, Birdy.”
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Danny and Damian are related, with a twist.
Danny is the son of Talia Al Ghul, however he is NOT the son of Bruce Wayne. Ra’s has had his eyes on various people across the world that have either impressed him or show a unique skill set that he’d like to have. One such person was under the both categories and he got Talia to collect a DNA sample and as a result Danny was born.
This was before Bruce’s time with the League by a few years, but very quickly Danny was not meeting expectations. And by the time Bruce did show up Ra’s had lost all interest in Danny, moving on to better things.
Talia always hated Danny because she was forced to have him with a man who she never liked in the first place. Furthermore, because his skillset was lacking she found that even more reason for her distain. In her eyes, he wasn’t worth even considering her blood.
Danny, knowing that he was doomed if he didn’t make an escape, left the league sometime around when Bruce was moving up the ranks and was making waves within the organization. Perfect timing honestly, any attention he might have had was quickly gone when this prodigy showed up.
Danny escaped the League and went into hiding quickly after, settling on a rural area of the United States after bouncing around countries for a few months. This was mainly because Jasmine Fenton saw a young boy pick pocketing strangers while her family was visiting Chicago and scolded him. Her mother and father saw the boy and also lectured him to which Danny responded it was his only option (he was trying to get this loud family off his back so he could sneak away). Eventually the Fentons decide that if he has nowhere to go he might as well go with us, and Danny decides blending in with a Nuclear Family is the best way to ensure that his peaceful life away from the League stays that way. Oh how little did he know.
Flash forward a few years, Talia, who was visiting Gotham to check on Damian, sees a glimpse of a boy (now man) she thought she had forgotten. Her blood runs cold, if this abomination is in Gotham then her son is likely in danger and she would never let anything happen to Damian.
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The Worst Branch in the Country
The GIW knows Amity Park is a huge fraud. The “most haunted city in the US”, really? They’ve been checking the place out for decades with nary a peep aside from that couple of crazy scientists that moved into town around twenty years prior.
Because of this, the town became a punishment duty. One of their agents causes trouble? They get put in time out and sent to work for a while in Amity Park. Let those idiots chase after pointless rumors while the actually competent agents work with the more important ghosts. The reports back from the town get barely more than a cursory glance before getting tossed in the shredder.
…Which really came back to bite them when ghosts did actually start to show up, and they didn’t realize until after the Amity Park branch had royally screwed up the situation.
Fuck, they really hope this doesn’t start a war.
Optional DPxDC addition: they call in the Justice League Dark for help with negotiation and taking down their rogue members
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Like Father, Like Son (How to give Greek Gods PTSD)
(This is based on an old character I had from an original work. They were a Venus fly trap zombie. Looked like a regular person, at first. But when you got close their ribs spread apart like the mouth of a the plant. It was essentially a zombie with a mouth on its chest to devour prey more easily.
I then saw this clip of a fish monster from Raised by Wolves, season two. It has a chest cavity it used like a pocket where it put a baby it was forcefully adopting. Never actually watched the show.)
Danny ended up adopted by Clockwork for his Ghost side to flourish. Especially when Danny ends up stabilizing Ellie and Jordan by taking them on his own children. Which involved 'eating' their Cores and then spitting them back out.
Given how their template, Danny, is becoming an Ancient? They need to be stabilized frequently. Clockwork de-aged both the kids and has their aging slowed until they fully stabilize.
Clockwork also needs to hold Danny's Core to stop his powers from over taking him do to their exponential growth.
Danny is not the Ghost King. Though, he does have a running for the throne given that he technically beat Pariah, even if it was with a modified suit and a lot of allies. But the Infinite Realms have seemed to do better without a tyrant king and they'd rather not have a child on the throne. Gotta be at least a thousand years dead. Partly to get first hand experience and partly to be distant enough from your life that your mind is that of a full fledged Ghost. Partly so you'd know how the Realms worked.
Clockwork was both of those. And was the ex of the previous King, as well as the parent of a possible heir. Making him perfect to become the Regent for the time being.
Mid 40s, looking barely late 20s, Danny helps the DC and ends up chilling there for a bit because there always seems to be chaos and someone needing help. Also because the Watchtower is a really nice place to star gaze.
It just so happened that he had been stabilizing Ellie and Jordan while he was star gazing when Captain Marvel walked in and froze.
Danny knew it looked weird.
His chest cavity was open, clavicle to the top of his abdomen, ribs parted like the wings of a bird about to take flight. And two tiny children peaking out or the gaping maw. His internals were blue and purple when he was Phantom, rather than red and pink. Glowing green veins, filled with ectoplasm instead of blood.
What Danny didn't realize was that, as Phantom, he looked very similar to a particular Time God.
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Eye for Burning Eye
(This is strictly a prompt, for rn. If you want to add to it, go ahead. This has just been an idea gnawing at me for almost two years now, and I want it out of my head.)
Danny is adopted by the Fenton's after being saved by Jazz. All Danny remembered, at the time, is that he was a week away from being five when his dad got called into work. Said job was as a goon. But, in Gotham, what else could a man do? A single father in Crime Alley doesn't have much of a chance.
He hadn't always been a single father. It had been quite recently that his pregnant wife died. Danny didn't remember how, though. Just that dad had been scared something would happen to him.
Jack, as Danny remembers the man's name, loved to engineer. Jack got injury on the job one day and developed Pseudobulbar Affect, causing him to have laughing fits. His job let him go while he was recovering, so he tried to become a comedian. When that failed, he resorted to joining the Red Hood Gang. Which led to Jack leaving Danny in a warehouse with the other gang members that weren't going to do some job.
The gang had only been using Jack as a scapegoat. So, when Batman had apparently killed the man by accident and was about to raid the warehouse? They broke Danny's legs with a crowbar and left him in the building, activating a bomb to erase most of the evidence there. He had cried out, begging for his dad to save him. (Which Jack later sees as the last thing the camera's in the warehouse capture.)
Danny only has written accounts in his diary, which is all he really has left. The memories faded after all these years after Jazz had found him walking alone in Gotham, injured and bleeding. Given Gotham's crime rates, him saying his dad died and his mother was already long gone meant he was an orphan. And orphans in Gotham are shit out of luck. If it wasn't for the Fenton's, he'd be dead or a drug runner.
Joker's realization that Red Hood is the Robin he killed leads to a meltdown. (Not immediately. But later, after Batman slit Jason's throat.)
Him screaming at Batman. Why was the man's son was allowed to come back from the dead, but his own son wasn't. How he'd killed Robin the same way Batman killed the Joker's son. How this entire world was fucked up for everything that happened.
"He wasn't even five! He wasn't even five, and he died because of you!" Joker screams at Batman. "He wasn't even 5! He wanted to be an engineer when he grew up! He wanted to fix satellites when he got older! But he didn't! He didn't grow up! He didn't get older! Because of you! Because of this cursed city! Because of every God damn bit of corruption that lurks in this hellhole! Because I didn't get there in time to save him from everything going up in flames! Because you kicked me into a vat of acid!!!! I watched the camera footage of my son begging me to come save him, as he was beaten with a crowbar and abandoned, and a bomb goes off in that fucking warehouse!" And he pauses in his rampage, getting knocked to the ground, looking Batman right in the eyes. "I refuse to kill you. Because there are fates worse than death. And you make me live through it every day. I'll make you suffer, until you finally give in and kill me. Just like you failed at before. I'll take your children from you, just like you took mine. I'll leave you with nothing and burn this city to the ground."
Which leads to a lot of conflicting feelings. Especially on Jason's part. Cause holy shit, he was killed in a replication of the Joker's son, as revenge on Batman. Doesn't mean he doesn't want the Joker to die. But damn. Especially since Jason was probably around the kid's age, if said kid had the chance to grow up.
Then in comes Danny, going to Gotham U to become an aerospace engineer. He's carrying around an oxygen tank and has gnarly scares on his body. Though, the left side looks burned and electrocuted. He's just a bit older than Tim, maybe two to three years. They kinda become friends.
But one day, Danny's eyes glow a familiar green. And Tim freaks out. Which leads to Tim secretly taking some saliva from a discarded cup of some hair to test for Lazarus Water. Which is definitely in the young man's system. But that's not the only thing that gets pinged.
Turns out, Danny is the Joker's son.
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Danny knew that this job was too good to be either true or not illegal.
But fucking hell does it pay well.
So he was only a little ashamed with himself as he stands between Batman and one Mr. Freeze.
He knew why he was hired, the look Victor gave him when they did the first interview was enough for Danny to know that the mad scientist knew a little too much about his powers.
He had wanted to just say fuck it and dip, but then Victor told Danny about Nora...and we'll if that didn't get him on the man's side then the fat wad of cash was the real closer.
(He was a poor law school student with more debt than even Sam's credit card was allowed to clear, how can he say no to 1k an hour?)
One thing lead to another, and it seemed that Danny was a willing accomplice to Freezes plan
Which might now include tearing a hole in dimensions to get to the Far Frozen because a certain yeti doctor knows a fuck ton about the disease that Nora is suffering from.
Now if only Batman would stay down long enough for Danny to explain all of this...
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how the fam find out Jason's still alive
Dick, looking through old photo books: aw, it's such a shame Talia didn't tell B about you until recently Dami, I'd have loved to see photos of you as a baby
Damian: ? I can get baby photos if that is required in this family
Dick: what, how? Talia doesn't seem like the baby-book kind of woman, no offense.
Damian: She was not, however after my brother was brought out of the Lazarus pit he was given a few old cameras in an attempt to make his mind focus on something not harmful to himself and settle down. He took a lot of photos of our family during his training.
Dick:
Bruce:
Both, simultaneously: your what now?
-later-
Damian, walking into the room with an old box: Alright so I broke into his current safe house while he was working and took one of the boxes. I believe these should suffice for your 'baby books'
Bruce: hold on you broke into his- your brother lives in Gotham??? there's a trained league assassin working in this city and you didn't tell me? Damian we need to talk about your habit of withholding important infor-
Dick: Bruce.....
Bruce: -mation. what?
Dick: look at the.... photo...
Bruce, leaning over to see a photo of Jason Todd holding baby Damian up at the head of a meeting table like in the lion king, red smear on his forehead, while Ra's Al Ghul stares at them both from his seat looking Tired Of Jason's Shit™:
Damian, peering at the photo: yes, Todd got quite good with the timers on those cameras, he took many a photo holding me like that. I believe it was a special campaign designed to get on grandfather's nerves enough that he'd agree to watch the movie with us.
Bruce:
Dick:
*screaming*
bonus:
Tim: you know some of these photos are actually really good, like the angles and tones you used
Jason: you steal Robin, I steal photography.
Tim:
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AU Where Damian Lives On Tim's Boat After Bruce Abandons Him In Gotham War
Inspired by DinoMightyMiranda on TikTok.
Tim: So Damian's gonna be staying on the Marina with me for a little while.
Damian: Despite the fact this place looks like a murder shack.
Bernard: *instantly emotionally adopts him*
Tim: It's hard being a single mom. Especially when you're a young adult man, he's actually your brother, and he keeps telling your boyfriend he can do better.
Damian: What do you see in Drake?
Bernard: *pulling up slideshow presentation* I'm glad you asked.
Damian: That was rhetorical-
Bernard: Too late! You're watching if you want me to keep making your favorite meals.
Damian: ... Proceed.
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JL finding out bat secrets, but it's in the most simple ways.
Barry: how old do you think Robin is?
Oliver: you met him last week, he's like 12
Barry: yeah but like, he was 14-ish when we started the justice league
Hal: maybe he's an immortal vampire like batman
Nightwing: that's ridiculous
Hal: we have aliens and gods on this team. Why not vampires?!
Wally: can't be immortal if he was 14 then but 12 now
Barry: I've cracked it, there's more than one
Oliver: Your genius amazes and astounds
Barry: So the first Robin should be like 30 by now
Dick: WHAT
Dick: 30! IM 26
Dick now in crisis: I AM NOT THAT OLD YET
Barry: Hold on, wha-
*Wally silently laughing at Dick despite them being almost the same age*
Oliver: Were you Robin?!?!?!
Dick: I can't believe this betrayal! It's called mid 20's and you're no longer invited to Christmas Ollie!
Oliver: I was invited to your Christmas!?!
Wally: Well, not anymore you're not
Hal: Can I come?
Dick: that's up to Batman
Hal:...
Dick: Coward, this is why you aren't invited to family Christmas
Barry: YOURE RELATED TO BATMAN?!
Oliver: I WAS INVITED TO BATMANS FAMILY CHRISTMAS?!?!?!
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So I've seen a lot of Bruce fics noting how his kids aren't kids anymore and are growing up, but I want to offer you another point of view...
The batkids star noticed how they dad is getting old...
Like, everyone usually makes jokes about how Bruce is practically an old man, and all that, but sometimes they're just doing something and suddenly their dad looks so tired.
Tim always jokes about how everyone will leave Bruce with gray hair at an early age, but that week when he stopped to discuss a case, he noticed for the first time how Bruce's hair had many gray strands.
Bruce puts on some reading glasses because you can't spend all night looking at screens in the dark and expect your eyes to work the same. When Jason sees him, he's about to make a comment until his brain clicks. Suddenly, Bruce looks very old, and Jason feels his breath hitch.
Dick just did a risky stunt and Bruce catches him (because obviously he catches him. His dad always catches him) but Dick notices how when he gets up Bruce has to hide how he needs to stretch because of how his bones crunched when he caught him.
It's all these little things. The kids notice, and suddenly Batman isn't just an endlessly distant symbol. Batman transforms into Bruce, their father, who at some point won't be young enough to keep up with them...
(Anyway, sorry. If this is a mess, I can't speak English properly because I'm tired)
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DPxDC Put on A Show
TW: suicide attempts but for fun
After a few years of doing the whole vigilante thing, Danny gets bored of his quick and simple transformation act. He gets bored of doing the memes along with it as well — the 'I guess I'll die' was funny at first, but there's really only so many times it works.
The solution? He starts staging his own deaths. Throwing a toaster in the bathtub, comically falling down on a knife, slipping on a banana peal and hitting his head, all that jazz. He has his own list of preferred suicides, ranking from the quickest to slowest and from the least to most painful, and another one that goes from the least inconvenient method to most troublesome one. The first one on the latter is getting shot at. The last is getting suffocated in a swarm of bees so far.
His friends are long used to it — they are all Amity kids, honestly, their idea of humor is really twisted. They laugh their asses off when Danny attempts to strangle himself with one of those sour candy strips. They laugh even harder when he succeeds.
But then Danny moves for college and realizes that most people outside Amity Park don't think performed suicide is funny.
And, well.
Sucks to be them because Danny does not plan on stopping any time soon!
The absolute culmination of it comes one dark November evening, when the Fenton luck strikes again and Danny finds himself being a hostage is Joker's old as time performance: making Batman choose between saving Robin or saving a helpless civilian, both of them hanging over the tanks full of acid.
Only, midway through the madman's pathetic speech, they all get to see said civilian wake up, look around to realize what kind of situation he ended up in, and then excitedly say, "Sick, a jacuzzi!"
And happily, eagerly wiggle his way out of the ropes to fall in, screaming, "Cannonball!"
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Omg He’s dead?!? No!!
Inspired by this post
In order for Danny to go ghost he has to die. Every, single, time. While it was definitely concerning at first, there r only so many times u can die and be ok before u just stop freaking out about it.
This is why when a 20 y/o Danny gets kidnapped by a cult that intends to use him as a sacrifice to a demon, he is oddly calm about the whole thing. As soon as they kill him he’ll just turn into a ghost and stop them so it’s fine.
Problem, he was expecting the summoning part of this whole shebang to happen after his death. Whatever, he’s fought demons before so as soon as they do kill him he’ll just have to kick this guy’s ass and then put a stop to the cult.
Only he’s plans r changed, get again, when some of the batkids show up before the cult can kill him. Double fuck bc it’s clear these guys r not equipped to handle a demon and with how he’s a little tied up right now he can’t really kill himself. So with very limited options he resorts to asking the heroes to kill him.
Needless to say, Nightwing is very concerned about the seemingly suicidal hostage. Red Robin is confused as fuck and decided it’s probably best to leave the guy tied up until they could drop him off at a hospital. Spoiler thinks the guy’s just joking but gets more concerned the more he insists they kill him. Hell even Robin and Orphan are thrown off by the guy’s repeated requests for death as the fight goes on.
It’s at this point that Red Hood, getting tired of the guys voice, decided to actually asks the guy why he wants to die.
Problem with this is Danny fucking sucks at explaining things and for some reason thinks “I can totally kick that demon dudes ass but like, only if I’m dead.” Is a satisfactory answer.
For most of the bats it’s not. For Hood tho? Who has a better understanding of magic than the rest of the fam and has been wanting to shut this guy up all fight?
“Seems legit.” *BANG*
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After School Ghost Theory 101 with Professor Fenton
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[Image ID: A four page comic that starts with Danny Fenton standing in front of a whiteboard holding up a white cat. “Question: Do ghosts purr?”
Tucker: “Danny when was the last time you slept?” Danny: “Irrelevant.”
Danny info-dumps: “The answer is yes, but also no. Technically, all beings that possess a core are constantly “purring”, a.k.a. Core Vibrations. Core Vibrations are a nonverbal, emotion-based communication system between Ghosts, similar to how some living species use pheromones to communicate. The exact tone of each ghost is different the same way people’s voices are different. Humans can only hear these vibrations when the frequency passes through their audible range (20Hz - 20KHz), hence the ‘purring’ sound. When the range dips into infrasound (16 - 20Hz) it can cause feelings of fear and unease in humans that they often associate with ghosts and the supernatural. Also known as the ‘Heebie Jeebies.’”
Danny, wiping off the whiteboard: “Any questions before we move on?“
Danny’s audience consists of Wes Weston, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Danny’s clone Ellie, and Dash Baxter in a classroom. Wes is seated at a desk at the front taking notes. Tucker is sitting on Sam’s lap playing on a Switch, Ellie is sitting on a desk behind them. Dash is asleep at the back of the room.
Ellie, now holding the cat: “Is this Vlad’s first cat!?” Wes: “Could you tone down the floating eyes before the next part? They’re kinda distracting.” Danny: “What eyes?” Wes: “Please stop gaslighting me.”
A transparency trick on the last page reveals dark shadows and eyes all around Danny when viewed in dark mode. /.End ID]
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Ghost (Cow)boy Danny master-post for your ghostly cowpoke needs.
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Full Cowboy au under the cut vvv (copy+pasted from my other post)
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