#danny deserves a hug

[kokoa-la]

This is a snippet of the first chapter to my fic Robin Hood (reference to this post)

A Crow's Murder

Danny was thoroughly exhausted. Ever since he died, he could never seem to catch a break. At all. Even as a 20 year old civilian, life wanted to punch him in the face- repeatedly. Sure, he may have been stealing from labs at night (Wayne industries included) but they had tons of money for replacements! Look, ghost hunting without using his ghost powers was tough, especially when the entirety of the Fenton labs went up in flames. The only thing he had on him when he left was a blaster and a thermos, not enough for the jobs he was trying to accomplish. He really wasn’t a criminal! It was all for the greater good! He swears it! Heroes break the law to save people all the time, how is he any different? (They’re not fugitives with entire government branches after them).

Still, he didn’t want to leave Gotham just because the Bats were getting closer on his tail. He was doing so well at not using his powers, even learned how to lock pick so he avoided walking through walls! Sam would 100% be proud of him and his hard work at fucking over large corporations and unethical research.

Anyways, his little Bat problem is what led to his current situation, moving apartments into Crime alley, specifically Red Hood’s territory. When he first got to Gotham and accidentally hobbled inside he immediately ‘Noped’ right out of there. First off, the vibes were retched. Second, he knew a warning sign in aura if he ever saw one, and the border between uptown Gotham and this was blaring red lights and sirens screaming “STAY OUT”, and Danny knew how to listen to directions like that. Sadly, now he was left with no choice.

Batman had been patrolling around where he lives a little too much recently. Normally, the clan would take turns patrolling certain areas at certain times for safety, but not recently. Danny knew they were catching onto him. His ghostliness messed with cameras when he let his aura loose, but it didn’t erase the fact that the footage existed. He knew they didn’t have a clear picture of him or his abilities, but they knew he existed and knew he was a phantom thief, and that was enough. Danny no longer questioned their titles as ‘best detectives in the world’. After all, they were giving him a run for his money.

Moving to Crime Alley was indeed the best option, though. Danny had analyzed the bats and their movements ever since he moved here a year ago at 19. He knew that after Red Hood had his whole war with them, they backed off of the area and the haunt finally settled as the vigilante’s territory. Now, a few years after that, the bats left the area alone except for special circumstances during major events. That meant that the safest option for the halfa right now, was to walk into the lion’s den and pray he wasn’t hungry.

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.

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Maybe he shouldn’t have started thieving this soon-

Currently, he was being chased to hell high waters by Red Hood and his two guns affectionately named. To be fair, he didn’t even get to actually steal anything, so technically he wasn’t breaking the law. Sure, he broke into a VladCo. Lab and went rummaging through the computers using tuckers parting gift to him- but that didn’t make him a criminal. Honestly, he was offended, didn’t even get to trash the place as a ‘fuck you’ to Vlad. The man deserved it after the shit he pulled ever since Danny turned 14. The man had disappeared like his parents, and while it was concerning, Danny couldn’t help but be glad he was gone.

“Stop!”

A robotic voice called after him from a few feet behind. How Red Hood was so large and still this fast was beyond him. Nevermind the fact that he felt dead, but not. He wasn’t necessarily a halfa, but he did have that ‘totally died and didn’t revive right’ vibes to him that just gave him a chill.

Danny didn’t answer him, just continued running for his life and jumping between buildings. Maybe he did use his powers a bit to make landings easier and make up for his obvious lack of experience or skill, no one could call him out on it.

He had just wanted information on where the man had gone. While he was thankful for the somewhat peace, Vlad disappearing always meant bad news. Worse if he was in danger and caught by the GIW. There were reports of Vlad being seen at some of the Wayne Galas, but that was half a year ago, no word since. He’d hate to say it, but he was worried. Sure, he hated the man’s guts- he was a total fruitloop and only got worse over time, but he was the first halfa, and whether Danny admitted it or not he learned a lot from him. Sue him for being a little concerned, if not for Plasmius, then for himself. The GIW having any ghost was bad news for him. Live research only spelled bad news. 

The lab was practically no help. The only thing the computers contained were some schematics for his equipment in the basement, but none of it was the real dangerous stuff like the portal or even cloning pods. Danny was still happy he got the chance to destroy the lab and all the tech in it, he loved Dani, but he didn’t think he could handle another clone dying or destabilizing. Dani was in the Ghost Zone, exploring and mapping out all of its locations. He didn’t know what he’d do if she got caught in the crossfires of this war. 

Danny jumped from one roof to another, he had to keep to buildings close to each other. Unlike Red Hood, he didn’t have a grappling hook to bring him across streets. He didn’t want to alert Batman of his not-totally-human status. Best case scenario he thought he was a meta who could fly and would do his whole ‘no metas in Gotham’ spiel. Worst case scenario he figured out Danny was a powerful ghost who happened to be a fugitive from the government and would turn him in. From then on Danny didn’t know what they’d do to him, but he’d never tell them how to build the portal. That information died with him and him alone. 

By the time he heard bullets going past him and a rubber one hitting him square in the shoulder, he knew he had to get gone. Danny had already ran past his new home, any farther and he’d have to use his powers way longer than normal. Slowly the two had gone up in height between buildings, by now if he fell off the side he’d get at least severely injured, but that height was nothing to his flight. Danny waited another minute before speeding up and widening the distance between them before ‘slipping’ and falling down the side of the building rather ungracefully. 

By the time Red Hood caught up, Danny was gone. 

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Here's the link to the fic! A Crow's Murder

@dat1angel @redhoneysugarorange @easily-broken-by-emotion @summerfox1988 @bathildaburp @collectingthegoods @ravenr22 @strawberryfire17 @idontgetpaidenoughforthisshit

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 28

Thomas stared down at Bruce-no- Danny as he led him by the hand toward what he had dubbed as his "Secret Lair" which was just an old fall out shelter in the woods that had been well hidden and forgotten about. The door to it was old and still buried under years of dirt and plant growth, requiring Danny to phase them into it which made Thomas wonder how his grandson had found it in the first place.

Inside was surprisingly high tech. "You have a secret lair filled with all this equipment but don't have any weapons or armor?" Thomas asked, making mental preparations to fix that.

Danny sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck and explained his only allies were two other 14 year olds who were also untrained, unarmed, unarmored, and unsuper-powered which would explain why Danny was so excited to be working with an adult vigilante who at least knew what they were doing.

The kid didn't even mind when some of his more evil or harmful rogues "stopped showing up" thankfully no one would really question the reclusive Vlad Masters "going back to Wisconsin" only to never be seen again. No one saw much of him before coming to Amity Park, it made since he would become a hermit again once he had his fill of human interaction.

And if hes later found dead in his cheese castle? Well, the body had decomposed too much to really say what killed him. His will left everything to a Daniel James Fenton/Daniel James Masters which visibly infuriated Danny. Thomas mentally patted himself on the back. It was a good call to get rid of that one. The will was a surprise, though one that can only benefit Thomas in his crusade of protecting his grandson. Its not like he can return to a timeline that no longer exists anyway.

Unfortunately this doesn't stop the bats from hearing about "Batman" operating in a city in Illinois for the past few months...

[inioranackatori]

Cast This Bunny Into the Void

A lot of the DP x DC fics I’ve been wildly fixating my way through looking at tend to follow the same thoughts of “Amnit Blackout is why no one outside knew what was going on” or “the JL knew they just didn’t know how bad it was!”

I submit the following -

Danny Phantom x My Adventures with Superman crossover.

There is no information blackout. There is a mass disbelief about ghosts being real. Clearly all the articles about ghost attacks and that Phantom thing are either fiction or bad tabloid covers. The local Bigfoot story that got out of hand, in other words.

Louis takes one look at Clark snoozing on an article of the mysterious flying boy in Kansas dated 10 years ago. Then a second look at the article dated two days ago about Phantom fighting the ghost hunters of Amnity Park.

Louis: “Get the van, guys! We’re going to get Superman a glowing green sidekick!”

[wafflesrisa]

A series of happy Danny Rics

[phantomskeep]

I missed WIP Wednesday SOBS. So, have a belated WIP... Friday? All are from Putting the Fun Back in Funeral, my lovely Dead on Main fic <3

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The two brothers ate in silence for a little while, Jason fully expecting Dick to start up conversation again. For now, though, he basked in the presence of his older brother. It was almost like they were years younger, Jason still struggling to find his place within the small family and Dick fighting to keep his own. They had a rocky start, at first. With Bruce and his first ward fighting at almost every opportunity, it had reminded Jason a bit too much of Willis and Catherine’s screaming matches, back when Willis wasn’t in jail and Catherine hadn’t succumbed to her illness. Everything had seemed better for a while, when Dick handed down the Robin colors after Jason and Bruce’s many attempts to figure out the younger’s sidekick identity. Of course, as per Todd luck, everything seemed to have gone rapidly downhill after that.

“Jase,” a toe poked his thigh. “I hope you know I’m glad you’re back.”

Jason swallowed heavily, gaze turned down to where Dick’s socked foot was gently resting. It was familiar position the two had, with the older doing whatever he had to do in order to remind himself that Jason was here. That he was alive, not six feet under and stuffed in a too-expensive coffin. Something grounding for both of them - to remind each other that no matter what, they were brothers again. 

“Yeah,” Jason managed to choke out. He lifted a hand, resting his large palm on top of Dick’s muscular ankle. “Yeah, I’m glad I’m back too.”

Neither needed an explanation to what Jason meant. Instead the younger hurriedly turned on The Never Ending Story so the brothers didn’t have to acknowledge the tangled emotions between them.

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Unlike the last time Danny had entered the Ghost Zone, he was not greeted with the sight of lines of ghosts waiting for him. The area surrounding the Fenton Portal was void of any denizens of the Realms. It wasn’t something that was inherently odd- in the years before Danny was crowned many ghosts avoided passing by the unnatural portal. But it still sat oddly with the halfa, despite how it shouldn’t.

As the young king traveled towards his Keep, he felt the air around him shift. It became lighter, less oppressed. Green eyes caught on the colorful forms of his people as Danny effortlessly moved through the green-coated dimension. A few of the ghosts waved or bowed as their King passed them, prompting Danny to greet them in return. It put a small smile on his young face, gently easing him out of the funk seeing his parents put him in.

Minutes passed without Danny noticing as he ducked and swerved between various ghosts and structures. The closer he got to his new lair the more populated the Zone seemed to become. Small, floating islands seemingly appeared overnight with colorful stalls built on top of them. Undead vendors of all shapes and sizes occupied them, some shouting out their wares and others content to wait until others approached them. Strung between the uneven islands were bright fairy lights, flickering gently against the pale green void.

The Ghost King floated up to hover before a string of lights. His face was a perfect picture of awe as he reached a gloved finger out to poke at the little flower-shaped bulb before him. The small petaled light reminded Danny of Sam, making his young heart ache with the thought of the friends he left behind. When his finger connected to the tiny object a pulse of purple echoed across the great green expanse around him. Excited chattering erupted around him and Danny couldn’t help but gape as flora gently grew over the exposed rock surfaces, roots tangling underneath the bellies of the islands in intricate patterns.

Danny let out a small laugh, spinning upwards to hover over the marketplace, watching in fascination as various plants sprouted over the rocky outcrops like a gentle wave. His people cheered and he witnessed a young ghostling happily pick a tiny daisy from the ground, spinning to present it to their guardian who took the flower with a grin.

Contentedness flowed over the white-haired man as he followed the surging greenery towards the castle he could just barely see in the haze of the Zone. The Keep, Danny noted, had changed greatly from the last time he was there. Gone were the ugly reds that once stained the ancient bricks. Instead the walls were washed in a calming blue tone that seemed to sparkle like the first icicles of winter. The harsh, aggressive architecture of the Keep was slowly being rebuilt by the Zone herself - the structure was shifting, bringing in the precariously hanging towers to more gently branch off the main structure. Danny happily noted the large stained glass windows that were gently forming alongside the castle’s walls as he flew underneath the gaping entrance to the belly of the Keep.

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Only Jason's POV has been beta'ed so far, so please excuse any mistakes! This chapter is the longest one yet - sitting at roughly 8k right now, but I'm still writing the last POV. The final product should be around 10k or so? But I'm honestly not too sure haha. This has been a very hard chapter to write and I'm soooo happy it's almost done! Then the fun really begins >:)

Hope you all enjoyed the late WIP day ^-^

[thebucketpail]

It's silly how most Danny phantom fics I've read are either:

"Danny inherited something from pariah dark that he doesn't want to deal with because goddammit he's just a kid"

Or

"Danny got outed to his parents and is being actively tortured/hunted down, and he has to deal with a bunch of trauma that he shouldn't because goddammit he's just a kid"

+

Sprinkle in a healthy dose of crossovers/ sibling dynamics/ romance plot

[feelslikegold]

also why is the ugliest man alive coming for jake like that anyway

[dr3smile]

Daniel Ricciardo has a quiet moment before the drivers’ parade. 📸simonstoeckl

[twpsyn-who]

I'm on season 3 of Teen Wolf, but if anything- and I mean ANYTHING- happens to my boy Isaac I will turn into a serial killer. There's no point in life anymore.

Update : New addition- Danny. He's the best character and I will die for him.

[burger-goblin]

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[vamossainz55]

I just saw a video of Daniel telling Checo he might take a year off and come back in 2024 and Im honestly heartbroken😭

i saw that right after posting the danny fic.. (if anybody hasn't seen it i have linked it here) im so scared about what will happen by 2024, the grid is so unpredictable, we dont know what seats will even be available (as shown this year). what will we even do without him next season...

he deserves better and its disrespectful that he's getting this treatment.

mclaren rlly f'd themselves, its the way they're still grasping at carlando on the social media to keep a 'positive' light there.

anyways, we just really need to wait an see but here's a smiley danny ric gif to help a bit for now <3.

[microsuedemouse]

the Kono/Cath sisterhood is so soooo underappreciated, even by the show itself

[ll-underestimated-ll]

OC rating quiz

For Leo:

Understandable.

For Danny:

Even more understandable.

[ew-selfish-art]

Dp x dc AU where Dick adopts teenage Danny into his family with Kor’i and Mar’i

Mar’i had always wanted a sibling, all seven years of her life in fact!! Toys and play times with friends couldnt possibly compare to having a brother or a sister, and she knew this as a fact from some of her school mates.

So when her dad brings home a kid that was all cut up and bruised, and her mom patches him up because something about his “biology” was weird- Mar’i sees this as an opportunity in the making!

Danny is healing up slowly but surely in Nightwings house, and he feels like a total intrusion. He’s now seen their faces and it feels like so much trust has been placed in him with no way for him to repay it. So he’s moping a bit, hanging in his room reading a book based on his video game series when a small child walks in, her arms filled with board games and toys.

“Hello, will you be my big brother?” Is all she asks him with a straight face, her eyes incredibly serious for someone so small.

“Er, im just here until-“

“Want to play a game?” Mar’i changes the subject favoring a specific board game in her hands. Rule number one of negotiation is to never let them say no- her uncle Damian taught her that.

“…yeah, sure.” Danny accepts because honestly? He could at least repay Nightwing and Starfire by babysitting right? They play a few games and then dinner gets brought in and for once, Danny feels like he’s having a normal family meal.

Next time she comes into his room, he’s focused on healing one of his larger wounds from the power in his core- he’s floating and his eyes are green. Mar’i is ECSTATIC. He fits in PERFECTLY.

“WILL YOU PLEASE BE MY BIG BROTHER?!?” Mar’i persistently asks every single day. Danny laughs and smiles and pats her head.

Once he’s feeling better, he starts patrolling with Nightwing, just to pay him back. Not that he’s having fun bashing goons and getting solid hero advice for the first time in his life.

Then he goes to Tameran with Kor’i for a diplomatic mission (his royal ambdassadorship/ king titles tbd) to discuss the Infinite Realms and why they absolutely need to abandon their attempts to use ghost artifacts. Kor’i explains how proud she is of him as they fly home.

He gets invited to all their family outings now, and he is overwhelmed by how accepted he is. How much the Bats all seem to leave him space for boundaries but invite him to do things very much to his interests (they are detectives after all). Once its safe, Jazz comes every now and then from her Ivy League college to hang out with them all and spend time with Danny. She gives him the advice he needed to hear about accepting good things into his life and deserving happiness.

One day Mar’i has a bad day at school, and when Danny gets home from his own community college classes- he brings her into a big hug, makes her a cup of tea from her mom’s home planet and once she’s comforted and happy again he says “hey, what are big brothers for?”

[skylersprompts]

DC x DP Prompt *26*

In one moment everything was good. His parents accepted him as Phantom and were actively reworking their theories. In the next moment he felt like his core was about to shatter in millions of little pieces. His parents, sisters and friends died.

The explosion happened, even though it had been a different day, different circumstances and different reason. They wanted to celebrate his death day, to show him that they cared.

He was in so much agony from losing his fright, that he saw them to late. The Guys in White captured him, before he was even able to transform.

He never got an answer to how they knew he was Phantom, because ecto-scum didn't deserve anything.

Danny didn't know how long he had been there, only that they started to get careless. The GiW wanted to transport him to a new facility, but something happened outside and the Van had to stop.

The agents with him left him alone to deal with what ever had coursed the disturbance and he took his chance.

The door was unlocked.

The door was open.

He bolted.

He wasn't able to use his powers at the moment, because of the bracelet that contained them, but there was enough chaos for him to slip away, even locked into his human form.

After a good distance he looked down on himself. He wasn't wearing anything meant for the streets, just a fully covering medical gown.

So he started to look around the ally and he was lucky. In one of the dumpsters was some kind of costume. It seemed like a Halloween costume, but it was better than nothing.

He looked at it and deemed the Robin Costume a good fit and quickly changed in it. He even found the mask and shoes after some digging!

In his full Robin Costume he hurried to get further away. But luck was never on his good side, so it didn't take long for a rough looking agent to find him.

It only took one small shot out of the agents ecto-gun for Danny to crumble to the floor. And a few seconds later he felt fists and insults hitting him.

And maybe it was the lack of sleep, the loneliness, the pain or a combination of everything. But he knew that the only thing he wanted right now, was his Dad to save him and give him one of his world famous bear hugs.

And even though Danny knew that his Dad was gone, he couldn't hold his cries for his Dad in any longer.

"d-DAD!"

It only took a few seconds before the agent was flying away from him and Danny was lifted in the air, swinging up

"Robin, are you oka-? You are not Robi-. Are you okay chum?"

[buckyhad]

Sweet

Pairing: Dark!teammate!Max Verstappen x reader

Tw: NC, purity ring, smut, reader is 18, Max is 25, idk what else

Based on this request!

Max just couldn't understand how someone as nice, caring and dumb like you got into one of the most dangerous sport. After getting tired of racing in NASCAR, and almost retiring from motosport, Christian Horner saw the opportunity and got you a seat as their reserve driver.

Nobody thought it would go well, racing in such a different category and skipping all the previous steps to F1, it was just failure in plain sight. But when Daniel Ricciardo, their second driver broke one of his bones and you got in the seat, it was amazing. You loved Danny, he was so funny and such and amazing coworker who loved to tease you.

"What's that ring you got there?" He asked wiggling his brows, making the blood rush to your cheeks, you weren't ashamed of anything, it was a part of your identity, but something about him asking that in front of Max, who you knew would make fun of you, made you blush.

"Mmm, it's a purity ring" you stared at the floor.

"Oh, that's cool" he said smiling.

"A purity ring?" Max scoffed "what time are we in? In the 1800?" He laughed leaving you to deal with the shame in the form of prickling tears in your eyes.

"Not cool mate" Daniel shaked his head.

"Not cool how she's so proud of that thing, like everybody else is worse than her" he shrugged.

You rushed out of the garage, the word shame wasn't enough to describe how you felt right now.

Walking to the McLaren's garage, you saw Lando, changing your path towards the brit.

"Hey sweet" he hugged you sideway.

"Hey Lan" you smiled.

"Want to help me take some pictures?".

"Sure, would love to"

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Making your way back to your garage to finally get ready to race, starting to feel anxious about facing your teammate again.

You never felt ashamed of your ring, but it was itching in your finger, begging to be taken off and be hidden.

Looking to both sides you decided to take it off and save it on your pocket, finally reaching your side of the garage to start getting ready.

"Good luck sweet" Daniel said, bumping his fist with yours, frowning when he saw your naked finger.

"Thanks Danny, I wish you could be racing in my place" you said hugging him, needing the comfort of your friend.

"Well, I dont, you're going to do great".

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In fact, it went amazing, taking your first win on the Monza track? A dream come true, except for the part when you had to face Max again, breaking his almost record wasn't in your plans.

Showering and hiding away in your driver's room was the best idea on your mind. Not having to face your furious teammate.

Well it was a good idea, till he opened the door that you didn't lock well.

"Fucking hiding from me? Not even going to apologize for what you did?" Max was towering over you, looking down at you from your place on the sofa.

Starting to tremble a little, not liking how mean he was being "I'm sorry Max, I really didn't mean to" you hugged yourself "But I'm happy I won, it's my first win" you whispered the last part.

"And why should I care? You fucking ruined my record!" You flinched at his raising voice, not being used to be yelled at "You pretend to be so nice and sweet, but then you go and ruin everything for me, and I don't even get a real sorry? You are a bitch" he spat.

"I'm not!" You said standing in front of him "I've been nothing but nice to you, I don't know what you want from me" you saw his face change, frowning and a twisted smile appearing.

"Apologize" he said "You're not a dumb kid that doesn't know how to say sorry, you're fucking 19"

"No, I wasn't wrong, you don't deserve it" you shaked.

"Seat" he demanded.

"Wh-"

"Stop playing dumb, you heard me" he pushed you down "Going to teach you how to say I'm fucking sorry"

You watched in horror how he started to undo his jeans, trying to stand again, failing when he bloked you.

"Be nice" he growled "Open your mouth"

"No, go away Max" you cried.

"Open" he said squeezing your cheeks with his hand, hurting you till you gave in, his fingers pressing down on your tongue, letting you taste your own tears "If you bite me, it would be worse, be nice, like you always are, okay?" When you didn't respond he got his face closer to yours "Okay?" Shaking your head 'yes' to reply his demand.

Finally taking his aching cock out of his tight jeans, proding at your lips "Open" he said once more, smiling when you did as he said "That's it, sweet, so good" you flinched hearing your nickname coming from his mouth.

He started to fuck your mouth at a slow pace, moaning quietly "Fuck, relax, breath through your nose and you would stop choking sweet" he told you with a sigh, keeping his moves going "That's it, much better" he caressed your hair, making you cry even more pushing at his thighs, he pulled out.

"You got what you wanted Max, please go away now" you cried.

"Oh sweet, I just started" he chuckled "Take your pants off" he kissed you cheek "And put the ring back on" watching you fish the ring from your pocket, putting it on and freezing, he sighs "come here" he said pulling you by the loop on your jeans, taking it off himself.

"Max, please, stop" you whispered, trying to cover yourself.

He didn't listen to you, putting his hands on the back of your thighs pulling you on top of him.

"Please, I'm not going to said anything, I swear" you cried.

"Put your hands on my shoulder" he ignored you again, kissing you while moving your panties to the side, thrusting inside you little by little, not letting go of your lips.

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The next day, arriving to film some content for the team, you went to say hi to Daniel.

"Hey" you hugged him.

"Why the fuck does Max have your ring on a fucking chain?".

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A/N: Hellooo, more dark content bc is never enough, hope you enjoy it, love yall🤍