#dannyphantom au

[albinotopaz]

Random question- we’ve seen prison Danny’s eyes be either green or red at different times (in the colored versions at least) is there any definitive reason for the color change? Like does it happen for a particular reason or is it just batshit crazy ghost logic? I added the second option because honestly, ghosts just do whatever they want from what I’ve seen.

Also I have like a million questions and I love your AU but I don’t wanna spam the askbox so sbsbsbsnshjsnsnmananaaa I’m gonna go disappear into the ventilation of the prison 🤸

So uh, I think this one is getting retconned. There was an actual idea behind it, but it mostly serviced an esthetic. Over time I started to hate the idea of his eyes changing to so many different colours. So here I sit, tryna shove blue and green together...maybe.

He's in the walls....he's in the goddamn walls

[yudamori-art]

tue portraits

[gyancastle]

Jazz Phantom as Clockwork's apprentice.

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This was concept art for the Psycho Phantom AU... an AU, of an AU? It was supposed to be just a sketch, but it ended up being this, um, illustration.

[cawziiku]

spontaneously doodled @nicktoonsunite 's danny; NTU has been sharing the forefront of my brain with some other interest for years now, so 'one sketch' turned into a whole page, naturally

[corinnetheanime]

Angrboda Battlesuit - Phantom Series

Finally finished. My hand hurts, but it was worth it. Thank goodness my work schedule changed for the week.

Anyway, the ref is done. This took a LONG time to finish, at least 15 hours from today alone. But I'm happy with how it came out. Danny's hair arguably was the hardest part. XD

The spear, Lancea Longini (or Spear of Destiny) is not a part of the battle-suit itself, it's actually a weapon Danny inherited for... well, specific reasons. It's presently in the inactive and active phases as shown. Danny can summon and unsummon it at will if the situation requires it.

You can also see the company's symbol on the back of the suit. :D

And finally, Danny is a lot older here. Aiming for around 19-23 age range. Feel free to do fanart or whatnot, I'm just really happy this is finished.

[darkeeveeanimatesus]

Rise of Phantom chapter 7- 8 art!

I really like how the background came out with this one!

Also, GO CLONE DANNY! GET EM!!!

read it here! 🔽

It's also on Wattpad!

[threbe]

Coffee

[juju-phantom]

I low-key forgot to post this 😂 been going through a career transition so things kind of got away from me for a moment. But this is the finished product of my Vlad Plasmus doing. Hope you enjoy 👻

[aki-s-t]

"Oh, Danny..”

“I'll save you, Sam!”

[starryqueen-18]

A bit of a redesign to dany's human form, I also add a star on his shirt now he's even more special.

a thank you to the original danny reference below

[missship]

He's just a LITTLE jealous.

Part of: Caos (Danny Phantom AU)

[gyancastle]

Psycho Phantom concept art 2

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Some ideas for what Jasmine's costume would look like in ghost mode. I've seen some people paint it red or purple, and I thought I'd include those concepts as well.

[dnpanimationstudioclone]

Dannymay2024 Day 6: Immortal AU

Danny stumbled upon PrinceWhateverer’s song “Elemental” and now he’s worried the same will happen with him.

What do u think? I’d love to know💖

[ghostlyglimmer]

Edge of Control Chapter 1: A New Start

Summary:

25 year old Danny Fenton tries to live a normal life, he works at a rundown convenience store, all while suppressing his ghostly powers. But when a predatory customer constantly harasses his fellow coworker, something starts to crack.

Notes:

TW: Sexual Harassment & Assault Based on a prompt from @Regonold

Danny Fenton stood at the register of the cornerstore convenience shop, eyes scanning the dingy street outside. A pair of flickering fluorescent lights buzzed above him, casting a pale, sickly glow over the shelves lined with snacks, cigarettes, and cheap canned goods. The neon "Open" sign blinked weakly in the window, like it was struggling to stay awake.

It was well past midnight, and the streets were quiet. For now. In this neighborhood, the calm never lasted long, especially once the bars let out and the real characters started crawling from the shadows. But Danny didn’t mind the late hours. In fact, he liked the stillness—the normality of it all.

The bell above the door jingled, and Danny looked up to see Tracy walking in. She was wearing her usual oversized hoodie, hood up despite the warm night. She gave him a tired smile as she approached the counter.

"Hey, Danny," she greeted, dropping her bag behind the counter. "Quiet tonight?"

"Quiet for now," Danny replied, leaning his elbows on the counter. "But it's only a matter of time."

Tracy nodded, sliding in next to him at the register. She was only seventeen, a high schooler trying to save up some money before graduation, but she had that kind of wary, streetwise attitude that came from growing up around the wrong kind of people. She'd been working at the cornerstore for a couple of months, starting not long after Danny did, and though she didn’t say much about her life, Danny knew enough from the way she carried herself to understand she had her reasons for keeping her head down.

In some ways, she reminded him of himself. They were both just trying to survive, trying to blend in and stay under the radar. Except Danny had a lot more to hide than just a rough home life.

He hadn’t used his powers in weeks, which was a personal record. After years of ghost-fighting, he’d finally managed to escape Amity Park—escape the never-ending cycle of being a hero, being a target. Here, in this nameless city with its dirty streets and forgotten corners, he was just another face in the crowd.

It felt good. Normal. Like he could breathe.

"Anything weird happen earlier?" Tracy asked, flipping through the worn inventory clipboard, though Danny doubted she was actually paying attention to it.

"Just the usual," Danny shrugged. "That guy who always tries to steal candy bars came in. I scared him off."

She raised an eyebrow, amused. "Scared him off? Did you glare at him real hard or something?"

"Something like that," Danny said, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. He hadn't used any ghostly abilities, but a hard look and a bit of quiet menace were enough to keep most people at bay. He was good at blending in, but he was also good at not being messed with. A skill he'd perfected over the years.

Tracy chuckled, tossing the clipboard aside. "You’re like a bouncer in a convenience store. Bet they don't pay you enough for that."

"Not even close."

The conversation lapsed into a comfortable silence. Outside, the streetlights flickered, casting long shadows on the cracked sidewalk. Danny watched them with half an eye, his mind wandering. He liked the rhythm of the job. The simplicity. Sure, the neighborhood was rough, and the clientele could be unpredictable, but it was manageable. It was... human.

No ghosts. No paranormal disasters to deal with. No one trying to hunt him down. Just the mundane, gritty reality of a life that didn’t demand anything more than showing up and keeping the shelves stocked.

It was peaceful. For the first time in what felt like forever, Danny wasn’t running. He wasn’t fighting.

Of course, there were still slip-ups. A couple of weeks ago, he’d caught himself reflexively phasing through the stockroom door to grab something. Luckily, no one had seen him. And once or twice, when the lights flickered, he’d instinctively thought it was ghost-related, his heart hammering with that old adrenaline rush. But nothing ever came of it. No threats. No ghosts. Just faulty wiring in an old building.

“Hey, Danny,” Tracy said, pulling him out of his thoughts. She was leaning against the counter now, looking a little more serious. “Why’d you take this job? You’re, like… way too old to be working here.”

Danny raised an eyebrow. “Too old?”

“You know what I mean. You don’t seem like someone who’d be stuck in this place. Most of the guys your age are off doing, I dunno, real jobs.”

For a moment, Danny wasn’t sure how to respond. He’d come here to disappear, to live a life no one questioned. But here was Tracy, questioning it. He could come up with a hundred lies, but somehow, he didn’t want to lie to her. She’d seen enough BS in her life already.

“I needed a change of pace,” Danny said eventually, keeping it vague. “Something... simple.”

Tracy nodded slowly, like she understood. She didn’t push him for more, which Danny appreciated. She had her own secrets, too.

The bell above the door jingled again, pulling their attention. A group of guys in their early twenties shuffled in, already drunk and rowdy. Danny tensed, his senses going on high alert. Tracy gave him a look, already clocking them as trouble. They were loud, obnoxious, and definitely not here for snacks.

"Great," Tracy muttered under her breath.

Danny straightened up, his easygoing demeanor shifting into something more watchful. His heart rate picked up, and a familiar, cold edge settled into his gut—the instinct that something bad was about to happen. He’d promised himself he wouldn’t use his powers, wouldn’t let his ghost side out. But there were times like these, when the predator in him stirred, that it was hard to keep that promise.

He just had to hope that tonight, he wouldn’t have to.

[corinnetheanime]

SoS Part 1 Prologue: Page 4

I struggled with the script for this for so long, that's always my biggest delay with this comic as a whole. Even now, I made some last-minute tweaks before sharing it. XD If anyone wants to look over the entire script, please dm me.

Anyway, FINALLY PAGE 4! Thankfully finished in a little over... 3 months? Yeah. Whew. I do think it's not as good as my previous pages, but that's alright. I did my best, and that's what matters.

Enjoy! :D

[darkeeveeanimatesus]

Rise of Phantom Chapter 17 art!

go Danny, go!

read on Ao3 HERE!

and on Wattpad HERE!