#danny phantom dc

[bluerosefox]

Hmmmm

Hmmmmm

So we know during the time Tim lost in spleen (his Red Robin run) and wakes ups next to the pit he almost believed he had been tossed in the Lazarus Pits.

What if

Now hear me out.

What if he actually was.

But what if instead of gaining Pit Madness, he unlocked his past life memories.

His memories of being Daniel 'Danny' Fenton and Danny Phantom.

And once the memories returned so did his ghost form and powers.

And as Tim sits at the bottom of the pits, crossing his legs and letting all his memories slide back into place he questioned what to do now. He pondered for a moment and hummed tapping a finger to his chin.

Maybe he'll play the Pit Madness card? After all Ra's chucked him in here to either turn him into a mindless rage machine he could manipulate or see what the Pits would do to a mind like Tim's. Or Tim could pretend to be a silent rage, a calm before the storm.

Well, Tim grinned his eyes glowing green as he stared at the surface of the Lazarus waters above him, he was very good at lying this life time around. After all he was Tim 'I can even lie to Batman and get away with it' Drake-Wayne and he did used to be Danny 'Commit to the bit' Fenton/Phantom.

He was going to have fun playing that fruitloop named Ra's like the cheap kazoo he was.

[oddlydrawnpuppets]

Alright drawing is done!

The title of the fic is going to be…

Turning Shadows into Shapes

The first chapter is going to be posted on Ao3 on December 28th, 2022! It’s gonna be great!

Until then, how about I give you a peak behind the curtain so you can see what is to come :)

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He looked to his left at his sister, Jazz, who was deeply focused on the thick psychology textbook in front of her, her dark blue eyes scanning the dense text and taking in the information. She had always been fascinated by the mysteries of the human mind, and the textbook was filled with interesting insights and theories. As she read, she occasionally made notes in the margins or underlined passages that she found particularly interesting. She would occasionally look up from her textbook, look at her phone, and glance over at Danny, as if checking to make sure he was still there. If their eyes met, she would give him a reassuring smile and go back to working on her textbook.

“So,” started Danny, “what project are you working on this time?”

“This one’s funny actually, I have to write an academic paper investigating the influence of family dynamics on children's development.” The both chuckled a bit from the irony. “It’s not due for a while, but I think it’s best for me to get ahead of my schoolwork so I can focus on finding a job out here.”

The conversation paused, Jazz could tell Danny was on high alert as they passed through the narrows. He looked as if he was wound up by a string, ready to jump up at a moments notice. She could practically hear his core humming with anxiety as he fiddled his hands, staring daggers out of the bus window.

“I know this is a lot of change, and that Gotham isn’t exactly the most… safe place, but it has the most, stuff” she exaggerated the word, “for your ‘condition.’ Besides, I can handle myself, I’ll be ok.” Danny wanted to believe that.

“I know, it’s just…” He didn’t need to complete his sentence, nor did he want to in a public setting.

“I know.” She gave him a small smile, worry hidden in her eyes. He knew that Jazz could take on an entire platoon and be fine, but that didn’t stop the aching he could feel in his core. No amount of reasoning would sate his obsession.

[therandomartmaker]

What If/Prompt DP X DC

Danny plops into the DC universe, either clockwork shenanigans or runaway, or ghost king duties. He’s learnt from his stint as Phantom and whatever identity reveal/wes weston shenanigans that he probably shouldn’t use the name “Danny” especially since he’s in a new world where he doesn’t know how much people will care about identities, or like, how people would react to ‘Danny’ as the name for a king that’s supposedly thousands of years old.

He won’t be using his Human side much in this new world, only his ghost form, because he’s either on ghost business or for a vacation where his rogues won’t just keep getting stronger or Clockwork needing him to run ‘errands.’

So, of course, he has to choose a new name for his Ghost King Persona to go by.

He chooses ‘Lazarus.’

He doesn’t know Lazarus Pits exist, but the JL sure as hell does, and this green death-themed hero sure sounds like a bad omen.

[alonyne]

Jason meet Danny, Danny meet Jason

Based on all the interactions I’ve read in fanfics LMAO

[periswirl]

Idk if anyone will get this reference but imagine DP×DC but Danny is like Jarim from Civil Servant Hunter's S-class Resignation Log.

If you haven't read CSHSL, Jarim is a character who was trapped in a constant battle for a hundred years and whenever someone strong approaches her unexpectedly she attacks them.

Now imagine Danny has been in the Ghost Realm for a while amd has gotten used to randomly squaring up whenever one of the other ghosts approach him.

Its been a long time since he's been in the mortal realm so Danny decides to visit a random earth for a break.

The only issue is he's chosen the DC realm and has forgone his ghost sense and goes off of Vibes™️. Much to the concern of every hero and villain who encounters him.

[snaileer]

Crackhead Midnight Pillow Idea

Jason & And the Lazarus Ghosts

So all the Dp/Dc fandom has basically agreed that the Lazarus pits are like Ghost zone leaks or stagnated ectoplasm, but I can do you one better:

The pits are a clogged up filter between the zone and Earth. What passes through this filter you ask? Oh regular things, like ectoplasm, the souls of the dead, earth artifacts- wait what?

That’s right, if the filter is clogged, it’s just acting as a net, catching all these shades as they try to pass through, too weak to move on to another doorway to the zone.

So when a human body enter their space, these half-formed dilapidated shades see a chance to get revenge, perhaps to kill whatever killed them.

Or even just the merging of several souls(however small/faded they are) into one mind and body, well, that’s enough to drive anyone mad.

Isn’t it?

[fluffyvampirewitch36]

So I lost another fic and it's making me sad. It's about a Danny who got tortured so badly by the giw that he went like so non human looking it scary to others and he saves Dani inside himself when he escapes. Unfortunately when he ends up near the watchtower they bring him inside and can't figure out what he is as he has devolved so much he doesn't recognize anything and is running purely on instinct. They thank Dani is a baby he has eaten instead of being his baby and actually cut her out of him a couple times if I remember right and it retraumatisms him a couple times but someone else figures out she is his baby and explains it to the others that they aren't protecting a baby from a monster they are separating a parent from a child and they feel so bad that they misjudged simply because of how nonhuman the "adult" form was. The Fentons end up showing up at some point and help as both Doctors and Jazz got angry at the Giw for hurting Danny and yeah. It's kinda an extreme hurt delayed comfort thing

[hailsatanacab]

later than usual but here they are! it's meme time baby!

ps i hope u have a great break 😘

it's meme time baby!!! 🙌🎊🎉❤️

for chapter 10 of cetbwa, thank you so much!!!

[sonicman613]

This is a song called going ghost by jeris Johnson.

It’s a good listen.

[everything163]

We got Cugo...WERE IS MY GHOST CAT!!!

[bluerosefox]

Tim... Tim just stared.

He...

Huh.

He had once entertained the idea that he wasn't really a Drake, a very long time ago when he overheard his mom and dad arguing and some words were said in the heat of the moment, but to be honest Tim always thought the obvious culprit of anyone being his dad would most likely be Bruce (Bruce even admitted he had a small fling with his mother but that was two years before her marriage)

But before little Tim's curiosity could really take hold on the idea, he had saw on the news Robin performing a Grayson flip and the hint of Tim not being a Drake left his mind. Robin was Dick Grayson! And if he was Robin that had to mean Bruce Wayne was Batman!

Then well... his stalking of the Bats started and the rest became history.

But now, as Tim was staring at his own DNA test, something he never bothered to do until that damned Demon brat wanted to make sure he was ONLY blood son of Bruce (and doing a DNA test something even Bruce never thought of doing due to well… how he was towards Tim during his first months as Robin)

He well…

He kinda needs to find out who this Daniel Jackson Fenton is.

(Tim finds out he isn’t a Drake, but also not a Wayne (because Damian wanted to make sure he was only blood son) but is instead a Fenton)

[oddlydrawnpuppets]

HEY YALL IM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING YOU EARLIER BUT

The chapter is almost finished I SWEAR I’m SO SORRY it a been taking so long but yk Christmas happened then new years and I got super sick AND on top of that I work a full time job it’s just been so much. SO as an apology I wanted to give you guys a sneak-peek of what to expect from this chapterl!

Excerpt from Turning Shadows into shapes

Chapter 2, Embrace the Unknown

Tim made his way up the staircase and went to Damian’s room. He found that the brat had left his door open, and he peeked his head inside, looking for traps. Damian was at his desk, sharpening and carefully inspecting one of the many swords that he usually hung on his walls.

“What do you want, Drake? Surely you did not come to my room just to stand in the doorway.” Damian called out, still sharpening his blade.

“Are you busy right now? I wanted to ask a favor.”

“Does it look like I’m busy, Drake?” He cleaned and oiled the blade, cut his thumb purposefully and put it back in its scabbard before hanging it back on the wall.

“Um, yes?”

“Good to know your eyes are working. Now leave my room.” He grabbed another sword from the wall and unsheathed it, glaring at Tim.

“It’s important, there are unknown metas in Gotham, it could be trouble.” Tim called the brats bluff, keeping half of himself in Damian’s room. There’s no way he would stab him… again… right?

“Last chance Drake, I have not yet cleaned this blade, so I have no qualms with dirtying it. Leave.” He pointed the blade threateningly at Tim, unblinking. Okay so maybe he wasn’t bluffing. He needed to get Damian interested in this fast, or else this was going to be like when the brat first showed up all over again.

“You know, I thought one of them was one of your clones at first, he looked exactly like you.” That caught the brats attention. He lowered his blade slightly as Tim continued. “I think he’s somewhere around your age too, only reason I knew he definitely wasn’t you is because was he was smiling, oh and his eyes were blue.”

If Tim blinked, he wouldn’t have been able to see how quickly Damian sheathed his blade. Something he said had caught the demon brats attention, and he wasn’t going to question it as long as all his blood stayed on the inside.

“What do you want me to do Drake?” Tim took that as permission to enter the room, ignoring the glare that was still pointed in his direction.

“I’m directing a debrief on the situation, as I have the most information on the two of them. I haven’t been able to get any photos of their faces, though, and I know you’re an artist, so I was thinking you could maybe help me out?” The question hung in the air for what seemed like forever, Damian glaring at Tim, and Tim ready to book it if things go wrong.

“Your share of Alfred’s cookies. For a month.” That… wasn’t too unreasonable, especially for the brat. Something was up.

“That’s it?” The question was met with silence. Everyone would kill for Alfred’s cookies, including Tim, but if he could get Damian to actually work with him on something, maybe the cookies were worth it. “Deal.”

[dragonpyre]

Gift piece for @llisona! I love the idea that Jason didn't get those scars from an autopsy, but rather, somewhere else

(Guess what, @wrencatte wrote a fic)

Commission info ko-fi

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

The Viewers

Danny and Tucker move in together for college in Gotham

Tucker decided to make tiktoks just for fun, he could teach people about technology and help give tips.

He didn't realize that his viewers could see Danny in the background in some clips.

Danny being Danny was never caught doing something normal instead it was always something weird.

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Tucker: "So you just switch this piece here-"

Danny in the background more than half his body in the fridge, the fridge is very noticeably growling

Tucker who is so used to it, it doesn't even register in his mind that it's not normal.

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Tucker fan-boying about the new Wayne tech

His viewers looking behind him at Danny

Danny running around fighting his food which is also growling & flying

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Tucker modifying his tech for the viewers

Danny's voice in the distance: "Bye Tuck, I need to go soup this guy real quick!"

Viewers: "Cannibalism?!"

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Tucker: "Ah yes a very normal video!"

His viewers watching Danny:

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Just an Idea

[raven-by-the-sea]

For the DC x DP server gift exchange!

Constantine has been taking care of dealing with a stray King of the dead for a while now

Please no reposts, referencing, reusing, or edits, please feel free to reblog ❤️ Click for best resolution!

[risingmoonyue]

I love it when I scroll through AO3 and I read a good fic, and I’m like “wow!! I can’t believe I didn’t read this before! I’m gonna bookmark this!”

But I did

It was already bookmarked

Which means I read it, liked it, saved it, then read it for the first time again because I completely forgot it existed

Benefits of the occasional goldfish brain