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13 - Adoption Isn't All It's Cracked Up To Be - Chapter 13

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Daniel Fenton was a very unlucky boy. That was an established fact. Quite frankly, Danny found himself inclined to agree with that fact, given the overall trend of his life. Or, at least, that’s likely what he would think, if he wasn’t preoccupied at the moment. 

The buzzing was quieter, now. After weeks of sitting, watching day turn into night and into day again through the gilded bars on his window, feeling the worms that were crawling behind his eyes, the rot, the decay that settled into his bones and made them brittle, the dust that settled like a fine layer of moss dotting his skin, turning his eyelashes gray with sediment. Blood bubbled and flowed, sluggish as ichor, tainted green instead of proper gold. 

They tried. Oh, they tried so hard to act as if they cared, to act as if they were concerned with the way he grew still and silent, the blankets beneath him sewn to his skin. They brought him food, and drink, and shook him and yelled at him and cried at him, calling him a falsehood all the while, all as if they had not spread the spores of the very rot that consumed him, as if they did not breathe tainted air from their putrid mouths that was too hot, too close, too warm and alive and encompassing, as if those embers didn’t fly, didn’t crawl their way under his skin and turn his insides soft and pliant, old with apathy. As if. 

All the while, as the decay found its way into every crack and crevice of his broken body, his mind sharpened, his anger grew, as did the pool of ectoplasm, that power, filling up his core bit by bit, by bit, by bit. Drops in an ocean. 

It had been weeks. His core was almost full, he was almost there. 

Tonight, I’ll be ready, he thinks, slowly, not sure whether it’s a fact, a truth said without hesitation, or something he’s trying desperately to convince himself of.  He smiled, finally, a crooked and tiny thing, and blinked, and dust trickled off his cheeks and eyelashes, to join the layers turning his lap grimy and gray. 

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Jasmine Fenton was not an angry person. At least, that’s what people said. No, she was kind, and smart, and “going great places” and “not like that brother of hers”. 

In reality, Jasmine Fenton was very angry. 

See, here’s the thing about anger, that many people don’t know, because many people (luckily, luckily, how lucky they are) haven’t had the need to be angry, the need to snarl and fight and rage, the need to protect themselves, their friends, their families, from anything and everything. 

Anger boils, that’s the thing. 

In fact, it frothes, and bubbles, and goes over the pot, spilling onto the countertop and sink, making flames splutter and fizzle and pop, and making them angry too. Anger fills you up and then spills out, from tear-laden eyes and biting words from a worried mouth. Through the fingertips, often, harsh patterns wearing their way into the countertop or doors slammed shut or nails digging into palms. 

Aconite’s palms are rough now, calloused, from weeks of lit fires and swung pipes and drawn guns, weeks of fingernails, glass-edged, cutting into already-broken flesh. 

Aconite, Jazz thinks, holds the anger that spills out of her. Aconite utilizes Jazz’s anger, methodises it, makes it much more useful. Makes it a weapon, a sword, steel tipped and fire forged, and a shield as well, solid and sturdy and holding everything else at bay. 

Aconite’s anger makes her eyes sharp and cold, makes the purple in her suit glow a sickly, deadly shade, makes her fires spread far and fast.

….Her ears still rung, from the screams, the fire, or the anger, she didn’t know which. 

Whatever. 

Danny’s still gone. GIW are still standing. The pot’s still boiling over.

Aconite is made of anger, and anger makes Aconite. 

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Danny stands, joints creaking as if predicting the biggest hurricane of the century, dust falling like a cape from his shoulders, different bits of decay seeping from his skin, his bones, and falling to the floor. His neck pops as he turns to look at the clock, small red numbers blinking back at him, declaring it to be just after three am. Witching hour, he’s strongest now, power surging up like high tide. 

He looks at the bars, eyes the barest hint of rust peeking through the gilding of paint. The iron would hurt to phase through.

He goes through the wall instead. It’s an odd sensation, it always is, as if he was weightless, deep in an ice-cold lake, the pressure of the water compressing him tightly from all sides. It should have been claustrophobic, but it wasn’t. Instead, it felt like an expanse, like open sky on top of a mountain, or ocean stretching for miles. Like he could go anywhere, despite how small the enormity of it made him feel.

Frankly, Danny was perfectly fine with going anywhere, as long as it wasn’t here. On the other side of the wall, now, he makes use of the bars, gripping them tightly as he prepares to fall. Ready, this time, not haplessly dangling, but with feet planted firmly against the wall, and a body tense: ready to twist and turn and deliver him safely to the ground. Concentrating, his form flickers, sputters, a candle on the verge of fading, before he winks away from sight all together.  

His feet squelch as he lands in the mud below, toes digging into the earth, and he feels tethered for the first time in weeks. For too long he was simply drifting, but now, as the soles of his feet feel twigs and dirt, and his fingertips touch over a veined and lumpy leaf, he cannot help but feel hope surge in his chest, in his core. 

No time, go, run, RUN, and his hope spurs his body into action, taking off across the lawn, perfectly trimmed grass ripped out and destroyed in his wake. He sees the wall, overgrown ivy tumbling down it, grabs the fuzzy tendrils and hauls himself over. 

Keep running. Just keep running. 

Feet pound against asphalt, bare, turning bloody as the sharp crags of Gotham’s streets take their toll. He checks his hand, and sees nothing but the grimy street below it. Invisible, still. Good.

Farther. You have to go farther. FARTHER. 

Heaving, laboured breathing, even though he doesn’t need it. Air filling his lungs too fast, too sharp, before being expelled even faster. Choking on the cold atmosphere. 

The facts, Danny, focus on the facts. That’s nitrogen, oxygen, and argon you’re suffocating on. 

He’s flickering again. Shit. Shit.

There! An alley. Inconspicuous, dark, filled with debris. He turns, quickly, hitting his shoulder on the wall and flashing into sight before pulling the wash of invisibility back over himself, ducking behind some overfilled, slimy dumpster. 

He sits against the wall, panting silently, listening. 

…Nothing. 

No shouts. No footsteps. No menacing calls. Not even a whisper carried on the light, chilly breeze. 

He did it. I did it. He’s out. I’m out!

Relief washes over him, cascading down, and he feels cleansed, the rot, debris, and decay slowly trickling away. 

Throws his head back. Sighs, just a small huff of air, before falling backwards into the space between the inner and outer wall of the brick building he had leaned against. 

He lies there, in the darkness, staring up into the void. 

Free.

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Taglist: @tkiesai, @simplestoryteller

Hey, everyone! I know it's been a while since I updated, and I honestly don't have an excuse, it just felt like nothing I wrote was good enough, so I kind of abandoned it. I wasn't planning on updating again, sort of ever. However, several lovely people left comments on the last chapter, expressing how much they would enjoy an update, and it prompted me to go back and look at my docs. It turns out I actually really like what I'd written for this chapter, so I decided to finish it out and post it! I can honestly say that I'm feeling much more invested in the story again, so perhaps this will lead to me actually finishing it. Though I think I've said that every time I update, so ya know. We'll see.

Anyway, I hope that you guys like this chapter! I was really inspired by the book 100 Years of Solitude for the tone of the first bit of the chapter, and it was fun to try out that sort of style. The last part of the chapter intentionally was made up of shorter, choppier sentences to try and evoke Danny's stream of thought as he's running and make it a bit more immersive/real, but idk how that came across. I also tried to include a lot of callbacks to the first couple of chapters, I thought it would be a cool full circle sort of thing. Overall, I had a lot of fun writing this, and I hope you guys enjoyed it! Thank you for reading!

[jenelaya]

Übersetzung von oben aus dem Russischen (per Google Übersetzung)

Noch lustiger wird es, wenn Dani und Damian zusammen lernen und Freunde sind.

Sie haben eine Art Welpenliebe und denken alle: Oh, das ist so süß, sie werden auf jeden Fall ein Date haben.

Bis Dani plötzlich distanzierter wird.

Damian ist von Natur aus verärgert (er wird es nicht zugeben) und untröstlich (er wird es auch nicht zugeben).

Er möchte den Grund wissen und am Ende läuft ihr Gespräch ungefähr so ​​ab:

Dani, ganz im Ernst: Ich mag dich wirklich, Damian. Es wird einfach seltsam sein, wenn wir anfangen, uns zu verabreden.

Damian: seltsam?

Dani: Nun ja, jetzt, wo du mein Neffe bist

Damina: Warum sollte ich dein Neffe sein?

Dani: Seit dein Großvater meine Tante geheiratet hat

Damian: Mein Großvater hat was getan

Translation from Russian text to English (via Google translator)

It gets even funnier when Dani and Damian study together and are friends.

They have some kind of puppy love and everyone is like, oh, that's so cute, they're definitely going to go on a date.

Until Dani suddenly becomes more distant.

Damian is naturally annoyed (he won't admit it) and heartbroken (he won't admit it either).

He wants to know why and their conversation ends up going something like this:

Dani, seriously, I really like you, Damian. It's just gonna be weird when we start dating.

Damian: strange?

Dani: Well, now that you are my nephew Damina: Why should I be your nephew?

Dani: Since your grandfather married my aunt

Damian: My grandfather did what

As Jazz started to help Danny with the things in Clockwork, she too ended up in different time zones, just like Danny was. While on one of those adventures, she met a nice older man with whom she spent time and fell in love. But after a time, she was pushed back to the present.

In the present, she actually meets the man from the past again! She had no idea how that worked but was happy as she met him again, and they continued the romance.

Ra's al Ghul had no idea how the old love for him was back, but you won't hear him complain; using the Pit to make himself younger would work out well. Ubu could take care of the League for the time being.

He was busy getting married. Ra told her about his children and grandchildren and explained that the small assassination group is now a massive cult that he is working on.

[speakingbubblez]

So anyway, I'm just going to go off about how I truly believe the Danny Phantom parents are some of the worst parents in Nick because I'm currently doing my State-mandated testing and I'm tired.

While I firmly believe they are the worst parents, I don't consider them to be the worst people. In fact, their actions, though undeniably misguided, hold a certain twisted sense of honor but there is an undeniable layer of nobility in what they do.

Throughout the series, threw out the series Jack and Madie are great inventors and leading experts on ghosts; however, their research is racked with bias. This really only becomes a problem at the point of parenting when you consider that Danny himself is half ghost and has to listen to how his parents want to dissect him.

The fact that they are, at the end of the day, responsible for his death due to their own neglect and lack of responsibility for the portal. This fact is one of the main reasons for my argument due to this being a common acurance and has happened at least two more times in the series.

The neglect shown by the parents towards their son is glaring throughout the series. In nearly every episode, they fail to recognize that something is seriously wrong or acknowledge his accident. This strongly suggests they weren't fully informed about his situation. However, their calmness regarding his proximity to the portal is unjustified, and it's impossible to believe that they couldn't sense something was amiss at any point in the series until you realize that their obsession has shown to take priority over their kids.

The neglect of the Fentons has been shown in multiple episodes to be bad, especially during the Christmas episode where Jass. She has been shown to protect Danny, and she's even been shown to be more of a parent to him than either of their actual parents.

This all doesn't sound too bad to average neglectful Nickelodeon parents, but no, they are not only neglectful but dangerous. They have been shown in multiple episodes to not only be dangerous to Danny but to the town at large.

Jack Fenton's driving is a well-known thing in the show to be extremely dangerous, and he's likely only allowed to drive due to being the "only thing" between them and the ghosts. However, the fact that he crashed into the movie theater and commented that this is a normal occurrence is more than enough evidence.

And while I have not watched every Nicktoon or Nickelodeon show I doubt any of the parents neglect their kids, open a portal to another dimension, kickstart what can only be the apocalypse, kill their kid from neglect, hunt their ghost superhero son so they can dissect him, or put the entirety of the town in danger. I'm not even including the fact that they so openly talk about wanting to kill the ghosts and spiritually his ghost alter ego in front of their kids, which, even if he wasn't fantom would still be terrifying hearing your parents say that about someone who looks the same age as you.

Anyway, everyone, have a good week and enjoy Easter.

[amityparknews]

Late night News

The interview with @ghost-investigation-ward went wonderfully well. They will be attending the award ceremony and have also been adding the Fentons in their energy project soon to launch to the public in June.

They have also added on the knowledge of the energy, believed to last for years and to power many homes and neighborhoods. Phantom has also responded saying that he will not be personally attending under reasonable circumstances.

However we will also meet the Fentons two children, Jass and Daniel or Danny Fenton! Stay tuned for tomorrow's news!

[azurezfiction]

Justice League x DP

John Constantine on the PTA at Caspar High for Danny and Jazz.

Imagine the sheer chaos that comes from that.

[th3overthink3r]

Remember, you asked.

First, you misunderstand the batfamily's concept, or what fanon made them to be (canon is a lil shit we don't like bc its inconsistent.) I would not call them brutal, in the slightest. "Brutal" means savage, uncontrolled violence, which you could say is true to the batfamily, but they are not "brutal" as a family unit, and rarely brutal as individuals. The violence is more often than not stricktly neccesary.

The batfamily is inherently human, a huge family made by choice, with flaws, grief and anger coating every bond, because of the line of work they are in. They are different, yet they still find comfort and familiarity in each other. You can call them toxic, because they are in canon, but the fandom had managed to make something better, something functioning out of it.

The batfamily heals each other, and they offer a place of healing for others.

But then, why DP? You asked.

First, there is the obvious joke we should adress, the adoption bait Danny is. Black hair, blue eyes, trauma is basically Bruce waynes exact adoption type.

Second, Danny has a broken homelife, as much as people want to overlook it. Jack and Maddie are not good parents, fixated on their job, neglecting their kid. Because it is neglect, even if they love him.

Oh look! A sudden point that comes up! Paralells.

Danny's relationship with his parents brings a paralell to Tim's relationship with his own. The Fentons and the Drakes both love their son, but their job is always more important. They were not fit for parenthood, and they have no clue what to do with a child.

And lets not forget that Danny died a pretty traumatic death, which realistically would cause a fourteen year old biig ptsd, which I feel like is not properly explored in the show (shocker). And then he is brought back by this green goo (more on ectoplasm later), which brings us our second paralell, which is Jason Todd. Jason also died a traumatic dead at age fourten, and then was brought back to consciousness by green goo.

So, you have a teenage vigilante with black hair, blue eyes who had to die to gain his powers, is super traumatised, and hunted by his own parents, also has a creepy old man who wants to make him his sucsessor.

Yeah that is another paralel to Tim, and surprisingly Dick. (Slade when I cach you...)

I dunno about you, but Danny just fits into this little found family thing they have going on.

But what about Jass, I hear you asking.

Jass was also neglected, and then forced to take on a third parental role when Danny was born. Her love for psychology is not an accident, she wants to provide the best life for her brother, and emotional growth can only be supported by an emotionally mature person.

Add that to the fact that her brother technically died at fourteen, and you get a pretty good gist about how much trauma she herself might be repressing, which is an amazing point of discusion in any media.

Now onto the worldbuilding, and why DP adds so much to the DCU.

First, lets address the elephant in the blog, green goo. The lazarus pitts make so much sense as contaminated ectoplasm, it's not even funny. Ectoplasm is what ghosts are made out of, its what gives them life, what helps them heal. So it would make sense that it would assist with bringing back a person, but really wrong. It's dirty with age, and death, that's why it works as it does. It's an excellent plot drive, with Danny hellping Jason overcome the effects of this horrid thing inside him, and it also gives us an exciting premise of Jason being somewhat an opposite of Danny. Fully dead, and fully alive, not some half this half that. Jason is not just a ghost possessing his own body, he's him, he's still one, body and soul, even if he died.

Second, the GIW (Guys In White/Ghost Investigation Ward) and the AEA (Anty Ecto Acts).

The AEA goes against Meta Protection Laws, dehumanizing ectoplasmic beings and taking away every right denizens (residents of the infinite realms/ghost zone, more on that later) would deserve as sentient beings.

This brings in a tension point for the justice leauge and the gowernment, makind for stellar drama. Also a tension point for Damian and Jason, who are considered Ectoplasmic beings (lazarus pit).

The GIW are the enforcers basically. They experiment on denizens, they are a government organization, and such.

The implications of the Infinite realms, and how it fits.

As we know, the DCU is a multiverse, with a lot of different universes, The ghost zone, or Infinite realms, depending on who you ask, is basically the veins of the universe, and the ectoplasm is its blood. There, it fitts nicely, I am not going into politics bc that is really author dependent.

All in all, the two just fits together so perfectly, it would have been strange not to decide a crosover is due.

This is all I have right now, if I missed something, feel free to tell me.

I genuinely want to know where DC×DP got started. Who looked at this brutal, angry, violent family and said "you know who would go great with this? An overrated nickelodeon cartoon about ghosts" like ?????

[jknerd]

Danni Phantom AU: Jass Fenton

Gender: Male  

Age: 17  

Species: Human  

Occupation: High School Student, Student President of Casper High  

Residence: Fenton Works, Amity Park  

Aliases: Jass, Jass-pants, Macho (by Johnny 13), BILF ("Brother I'd Like to F@$k"; by Daphne Baxter and couple of popular girls)  

Interests: Bearie Curie (his stuffed teddy bear)   

Friends: Sam Manson, Tulie Foley  

Love Interests: Jenny 13 (formerly)  

Enemies: Kato, Embrose McClain, Pell Spectro, Dark Danni, Vlad Masters  

Relatives: Jack Fenton (father), Maddie Fenton (mother), Danni Fenton (younger sister), Daenys Fenton (cousin)   

Character  

Jasper "Jass" Fenton is the eldest, and more intellectual child of Jack and Maddie Fenton, and an older brother of Danni Fenton. While Danni has superpowers in her family, Jass has the brains and social skills. Portrayed as the intelligent older sibling who believes his parents' "unhealthy obsession" with ghosts is ridiculous, knowing how that affects his sister's social life. He eventually believes in ghosts' existence when, unbeknownst to Danni, he watched her transform. Initially, Jass questioned her friends but gave in when they couldn't betray their friend's secret. He continues to covers for Danni when she's out fighting ghosts.  

He is known for his straight A grades, athletic skills, good-looks, and is very popular (not in terms of A-lists' way), as Dash's sister Daphne has huge crush on him. Even female ghosts find him attractive, much to Danni's dismay. However, Jass is in phase of "sister-complex", highly protective of her and can be frightening to any boy attempts to make move on her. Even before he adapts into hunting ghosts, Jass has shown to be prominent fighter, currently in black-belt level of Karate.

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Ghosts have an epiphany

So something concerning happens to danny during one of his fights, maybe be started to rant about not wanting to do this, maybe did a move that was too advanced and the ghosts got worried or something

So all of dannys rouges meet up to discuss him and about him, and they decide(after some fighting and trouble) that they wanted to have a long talk to phantom about traditions and customs that ghosts should know, because its obvious he dosent know

So they ask where dannys lair is...

And realise no one has ever seen him go into him lair, so they all think back and realise that they dont really see him outside amity park unless something important is going on

So they decide to try going to amity park and talk to him...

Where they proceed to learn through a very pissed off phantom that amity park is where his lair is...

And that he has only been around for a few months and because SOME PEOPLE keep making him defend his haunt he cant make a proper lair

And all of them have a mental breakdown because

1. They've been fighting an infant

2. They've been invading phantom haunt (no wonder he's always pissed at them)

3. They've got their ass's handed to them by a baby who isn't even a fully developed ghost

4. Phantom dosent trust them

5. Phantom dosent know anything about ghosts because he's afraid to leave his haunt unsupervised

All of these things combined resulted in all the ghosts going to amity to apologise...

Whitch was a bad idea because now phantoms convinced their there for a mass takeover and refuses to listen to any of them

(Which, fair, as they realise phantom doesn't know ghost customs and has only knowes them when their invading his lair)

And dannys loosing his shit, ALL of his roughs show up in amity after being MIA for a month!!! He should have knowen better than to think his life could be easy

[darknesswillfall]

Cassandra Cain x Jasmine Fenton ship name

I also saw the name "speech therapy" and I'm 100% agains it. I will use anything but that, thanks <3

[animalarte]

What happened to them😥😰

Each of these Dannymay posts will be updated with a link to their accompanying ficlet at a later date since I’m a slow writer oof.

[shepherdsheart]

Soul of the Brother

Chapter 2

Nightmares and questions

She whirled on her feet as she tried to find him but her eyes only saw the darkness of night and the ill lit street lamps that flicked in with dim light. Jazz deflated as she realized that she was alone, the boy having disappeared in thin air.

Without the boy Jazz had lost the sense of comfort he brought by being at her side, the sense of being safe if someone attacked her once again.

The girl tensed at the thought and after some hesitation she started for the neon lights that glowed in the night. She could look for the boy in the morning when it was safer.

The ten year old quickly rushed to her home, careful of the shadows and when she unlocked the door and stepped inside she let go of the breath she had been holding when she had rushed towards Fenton home.

When the door clicked closed she fell to her butt, her back against the door. Her body shook as she pulled her knees to her chest and she buried her face into her arms as the reality of what had occurred finally seemed to register in her mind now that adrenaline no longer pumped through her.

She had nearly been raped, she would have been raped if it hadn’t been for the boy but she still felt violated. She could still feel his fingers on her clothes, on her skin and the scent of alcohol on his breath as it brushed against her neck and she hated it.

Jasmine squeezed her arms tightly as she sobbed. Her breath shook and hitched as tears streamed down her face and into her arms.

Ugly sniffles left her stuffy nose as she tried to calm down, to stop the shaking that was preventing her body from getting up and moving. She tried her hardest to slow her breath as it seemed to stutter with each intake of air pulling pressure into her chest and each exhale light and fluttery as she took in a shaking breath.

Jasmine wasn’t sure how long she sat there trying to calm herself but eventually the shaking stopped and her breathing slowly calmed. With a huff she whipped her tears away and slowly she stood up, removing herself from the door.

She slowly made her way to the staircase that led to her room and the guest bedroom. When she made it to the upper floor Jass passed her room and went straight to the bathroom where she quickly turned the water on to fill the bathtub with steaming water.

When the bathtub was full she slowly lowered herself in. Letting the hot water sting against her skin as she began to scrub away at her skin where the man had grabbed her.

Eventually she stopped when her arms were red and opted to just soak in the hot water till it grew cold causing her to retreat to her bedroom where her soft bed and blankets waited for her.

She curled the blankets around herself tightly, before shutting her eyes. Thankfully sleep came fast.

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The looming figure was shifting, wavering as they stood above her. Dark hands reaching down, grasping towards her. Dark hands grabbing her arms, pulling her towards them. She thrashed and pulled away but she couldn’t get away, she couldn’t escape as she was pulled closer to the dark shadowy figure.

Suddenly the figure stopped and through its black chest she could see red seeping into the figures form. Dark crimson that pooled where the figures heart was before the crimson dripped down onto her, warm and sticky as it connected with her skin.

The figure above her moaned as he staggered back, it’s brown eyes meeting hers before the figure collapsed onto the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, limp and unmoving as crimson pooled around her and the lifeless figure.

Jasmin reeled back in fear as suddenly the world around her turned dark and she was back in the park. The man’s lifeless body in front of her before it began melting away into green goo, the same goo that her parents obsessed over so much.

She watched mortified as the goo spread and devoured everything around her. Plants withering at its touch as it climbed into the trees. She watched as it devoured every but the lone tree the glowing orbs stood within, the goo faltering at the base of the tree. Her eyes met the glowing orbs in the trees above.

Jasmin shot from her bed, sweat beading on her forehead as she squinted, light was shining brightly through her window. She blinked as her ears were willed with the ringing of her alarm clock, glancing at the small device she blinked in surprise. The clock read 8:26 almost two and a half hours after it was set to go off for school.

In a panic Jazz shot to her feet before she quickly got dressed for school before she left her room with her backpack slung over her shoulders. She made her way down the stairs where she noticed her mother leaning over the counter, her father nowhere in sight but she knew he was probably in the lab below in the basement.

“Hey mom?”

Maddie glanced up from the small device she was working on, “what's wrong Jazzy?”

“Do you think you could drive me to school? I slept through my alarm clock.”

Maddie blinked in surprise, “School’s canceled honey.” Her mother said.

Jazz blinked in confusion, “It’s canceled?”

“Yes, there was an incident at one of the nearby parks last night and with the close proximity to the school they decided for the kids safety it's best not to come today” her mother said as went back to the small device she had been working on.

Jazz blinked owlishly as her mind swirled as she thought of that night and she faltered, the men they had heard must have found her attacker and called the cops.

Jasmine hesitated before she spoke up again “What happened?”

This time her mother fully brought her attention to her daughter as she stood and walked over to the ten year old before wrapping her in a tight hug.

“A person died honey, he was violently attacked.” Her mother explained as she ran her fingers through Jazz’s hair. “There are evil people out there who kill for no reason and that man sadly lost his luck last night and encountered one of those evil people.”

Jasmine flinched at that but her mother didn’t seem to notice as she continued to hug her.

Jasmine frowned, the boy wasn’t the evil one though. It had been the man, the man had tried to do one of the things to her that adults warned children about. The boy had saved her, protected her. Even if he had held his blade to her as well, he still did not harm her.

After a moment her mother released her and gave her a soft smile. “Sense schools out why don’t you relax today, read a book or something.” Her mother said as she ruffled her hair. “Or go in the backyard, just don’t go into town for the next day or two ok?”

Jasmine gave her mother a nod and her mother flashed her a bright smile before she got up and went back to her project on the counter.

Jazz hesitated for a moment before she decided to head back up the stairs to her room. When she was inside she flopped onto her bed with a tired groan. It was tempting to lay there for the rest of the day but she had work to do.

She had school work that needed to be finished so she begrudgingly sat up before she started for her desk only to stop in front of one of her room's windows as movement caught her eye.

When she looked she didn’t see anything but she swore she had seen a black flash of movement outside her window on the fire escape. Curious she opened the window and she glanced out. The fire escape was empty, nothing there to indicate someone had been there so she had probably seen a large Raven or another bird.

But just when she was about to close the window she caught sight of something. There on the windowsill was a small drop of what she could have guessed as dried blood.

She sucked in a breath as she glanced around one last time before she frowned and closed the window. Her mind was spinning with possibilities as she gave one last hopeful glance at the window before settling herself into her desk.

[soisialta]

A White Horse - Award Winning Irish Short Film from Shaun O Connor on Vimeo.

Winner: Best Irish Short Film -- Foyle Film Festival (Oscar Qualifying)

Winner: Best Irish Short Film -- Kerry Film Festival

Winner: Best Overall -- Richard Harris International Film Festival

Winner: Best Production Design -- Kinsale Sharks

Winner: Best International Short Film -- Underground Film Festival

Winner of ARRI Alexa Take/Screen Directors Guild of Ireland Script Award

Nominated: Best Irish Short Film -- IFTA Awards

Cast: Brigid: Amber Deasy Mam: Cora Fenton Dad: Jack Healy Danny: Darren O’Connell Doctor: Paul Cahill Nurse: Dolores Dermody Nurse: Alan O’Riordan

Writer: Paul Cahill Director: Shaun O’Connor Producer: Sinéad Barry DOP: Jass Foley Production Designer: Kate Howard 1st AD: Niall Owens Costume Designer: Kate Howard Hair Make/Up: Gill Brennan Sound Recordist: PJ Rankin Gaffer: Mark O’Rourke Electrician: Jack Ferguson 1st AC: JJ O’Sullivan 2nd AC / DIT: Gosia Zur Camera Trainee: Muru Walters 3rd AD: Stuart McGrainor Production Assistant: Anna Bates Dressing Props: Evin Dennehy Trainee AD: Cian Casey

Camera Equipment: ARRI, c/o 24-7 Drama Lighting Equipment: Teach Solais Grip Equipment: Film Equipment Hire, Jass Foley Insurance: MIB Radios: TVF

[jknerd]

Danni Phantom AU: Daph Baxter

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Species: Human

Occupation: High School student, Captain of Cheerleaders

Residence: Amity Park

Aliases: Daph

Interests: Instagramming, popularity, cheerleading, bullying unpopular students, Embrose McLain songs, Danni Phantom

Friends: Kang, Kwan, Paulo, Skylar, Valiant Gray (formerly), other jocks and cheerleaders

Love Interests: Paulo (formerly), Jass Fenton

Enemies: Danni Fenton (sometimes), Tulie Foley, Sam Manson

Relatives: Dash Baxter (younger brother), Mr. Baxter (father), Mrs. Baxter (mother)

Character

Daphne "Daph" Baxter is a captain of Casper High School and older sister of Dash Baxter the Quarterback star. The most popular girl in high school and just like Dash, she can get away with just about anything and she usually does while dominate over her peers while dating boys from "top of the food chains". According to Jenny 13, she reeked with "jocks' salty ice cream". She usually bullies Danni and Tulie worser than her brother Dash could ever know, deeming them as "losers while using bucket of paint water on them or messing up their lockers. Ironically, she has genuinely fall in love with Jass, which Danni would use this advantage to get revenge on the queen bitch.

Stereotypical mean girl in Casper High, she is spoiled, cruel and entitled teenager who would bully any girl that is considered threat to her popularity or beauty, especially Danni. When Danni once had a crush on Paulo, Daph would target the said boy and date/sleep with him to make her feel miserable. When Valiant lost the wealth, she was first to cruelly ban him from popularity. When Danni's body developed more than her own, Daph attempted to made her life more miserable but the halfa had upper-hand by threatening to expose Daph's "slutty and entitled side" to not only teachers but also to her object of love and affection; Jass. Since then, she become less cruel to Danni and her friends. However, when encountering Danni Phantom, she grew to respect and admire the ghostly heroine. Despite these, she is very annoyed and tired of her authoritative father and "uselessly neglectful" mother and is aware that without popularity and beauty, she would have no real friends.

[atiyasnake]

The psychologists and therapist never lasted long at the asylum. The tended to reach their expiration rather quickly. Either with being run off, mysteriously disappeared or paid to have a long vacation, manipulated into becoming a rogue, or killed in the many breakouts.

The same pattern was expected when Jasmine Fenton joined them for an internship.

She had come in with her bright hair and eyes. A kind smile, positive attitutde, and a lightness that showed that she was definitely not from Gotham and had not been dimmed by the gloomy city. All the inmates and employees had the same idea: It was only a matter of time.

But within that time, the young Ms.Fenton had tipped the scales towards the path of her being killed or mysteriously disappeared. Afterall, the inmates didn't take kindly to what looked like a 'naive' young woman who didn't at all looked scared. Or how she has a small little smile whenever the analysis she made regarding their behavior or thoughts seemed to be correct. Even the fellow employees like the guards were disgruntled with how unworried she seemed about the inmates or various safety procedures she had to follow. The whole time she would have a bored look on her face.

It didn't sit right with the others . It was an outsider who was ignorant to how things worked in Gotham and who seemed to resist what Gotham did to you the longer you stayed.

Ms.Fenton had been there for 5 months but yet, she still seemed as light and positive as the first day she arrived.

Even when the inmates described what they would do to her indetail at lunch or loudly at night, where surely the words would eventually reach her ears. But even after the Joker threaten her little brother that he had found out, she still smiled (almsot as if she were amused) at their next appointment. Even as the Riddler insulted her intelligence she still confidently stated her evaluations. Even after Scarecrow promised that she would live her very worst fears in the building, she remained comfortable sitting across him.

All of it only made them eager for the next breakout. Then when their doors opened courtesy at a plan finally being used, they smiled and headed towards her office.

A few vials delivered by loyal freeman that had been snuck in to Scarecrow were thrown into the room. The others had gas masked and after a few seconds ran in excited to see those aqua eyes finally filled with fear. To hear her screams instead of that calm steady voice that never seemed to falter.

But instead they were met with the sight of Jasmine Fenton sitting calmy at her desk sipping a mug of tea. She looked up.

"Oh, I didn't know we had an apointment," she said in that damned steady voice.

The Joker stepped forward. "Well you see Doc, we have a few issues we wanted to discuss with you. And" - slowly a crowbar slipped smoothly within his hands, the end already dripping red - " you always said your door was open."

_______

Batman had arrived at the asylum as quickly as he could. Oracle already telling him where it looked like several inmates had went.

"B it may already be too late. You know who they are with the doctors there and a lot of them went towards the woman's office. Even Joker and Scarecrow" Oracles voice said sadly resigned that B may have been too late.

But that didn't stop him from rushing over.

But the sight he was met with did.

There sitting at her desk, visually unharmed and sipping at a mug was Jasmine Fenton. Surrounding her office and desk were roughly 13 inmates, among them an unconscious Joker and Scarecrow.

"Evening Batman." The woman said despite not having looked up from some paperwork on her desk.

"Dr.Fenton."

"Oh its actually not doctor," she said. "I still have 7 months until that. But Dr.Fenton does sound nice so thanks for that."

Batman didn't respond to that but simply looked around the room more. There weren't a lot of sign of scuffle. No bullet holes or broken furniture other than the broken door. And Oracle hadn't shared any information about another individual coming to take care of the inmates.

"Who did this?" He asked since Ms.Fenton was a witness.

At this, the woman finally looked up from her paper. Her eyes bright and face kind, not at all showing that she had already spent 5 months at Arkham in the presenceof villains. Her voice was steady as she responded it Batman despite never being in his presence before.

"Oh," she said. "That would have been me."

Batman could have sworn her teeth looked oddly sharp in the smile she gave him before taking another sip of her tea.

-----

A lot of people asked Danny why he let his sister work at the asylum whenever he told them.

"Don't you think it's too dangerous?"

"What if she gets hurt?"

"The inmates there hate the doctors!"

"Have you thought about being a guard there and watch our for her?"

Aren't you worried?"

So many concerns. But each time Danny would wave a hand in dismissal. His teeth sharp like his sister's when he smiled.

"She can take care of herself."

DC X DP PROMPT

So you know the fanfics where Jazz becomes a psychologist interning at Arkham Asylum? It’s always either Danny scaring everyone or she just kinda befriends some villains but what about if all the villains were annoyed at her, after all she can tend to be a little smug

What if she was just unafraid of everyone there and people were confused, you can use this also as a reason for them to be annoyed at her or even hate her (Joker, Scarecrow, Riddler. Villains that hate not being feared) and the guards were just there thinking she was just another young idiot that was going to get herself killed.

Until..A breakout happens

One of the villains (your choice) happen to find her but she’s still unafraid of them and this angers them so they attack Jazz and BOOM

Jazz has a shield formed around her protecting her from the attack, while the villain is confused she just calmly pulls out one of her lipsticks and stuns them and they just fall unconscious severely confused and angry at her

This continues to happen until one of the bats just she her calmly drinking tea while a patient is pounding on her force field when she spots them and just punches the patient before turning to the bat

“What? I didn’t have mad scientist for parents for nothing. You learn a few things”

[jknerd]

Danni Phantom AU: Tulie Foley

Gender: Female  

Age: 15  

Species: Human  

Occupation: High School Student  

Residence: Amity Park  

Aliases: Tully, Technogeek  

Interests: Technology, meat  

Friends: Danni Fenton, Sam Manson, Jass Fenton 

Love Interests: Valiant Gray (formerly), Skylar   

Enemies: Dash Baxter, Paulo Sanchez, Ghosts, Vlad Masters  

Relatives: Maurice Foley (father), Angela Foley (mother)   

Character  

Tulip "Tulie" Foley is one of Danni's two best friends and a huge techno-nerd. She uses her expertise in the field of technology to help Danni fight ghosts. Having stated she is Danni's close friend "since forever", she usually helps Danni through the use of her PDA and phone, which she uses to hack into various technological systems such as Skulla's armor or Nicole Technus' techno-suit. It was further revealed that she is a reincarnation of Egyptian Pharaoh Hotep-Ra's beautiful wife "Anck-Su-Namun" whom she has strong resemblance with as well.   Very optimistic, talkative and light-hearted with jokes, her cloying geeky, and appealing nature is not popular with the other students of Casper High, but she is clueless of Skylar's feelings for her. But her "true love" is technology as she "lives" for her phone, PDA and laptop. She is also highly observant of the situation, catching Sam's feelings for Danni.

[arkham-guard-dp-au]

Jazz totally would just cover for Superman, she already has experience with Danny XD.

Me, not even in the fandoms discussing that Danny Fenton is an Arkham Guard AU that's been going around to my friends.

Them: Ok but let's roll with this cuz We *are* in the fandom.

The Ghosts in Danville have all signed a good behavior Treaty that Vlad enforces.

So now Sam dragged Danny and Tucker to Gotham University. Sam is studying Art. Tucker has a scholarship for tech. Danny is part timing at the community college studying occult. Security Guard is his day job. Once the wider Hero community learns about Danny's powers the other "kid" heroes try to hide his identity from his roommates... Sam and Tucker.

Meanwhile *Jazz* is in metropolis interning under Clark Kent and giving him convenient covers. They *do not* discuss it. Something explodes and she's like "aren't you late for a meeting?" And he's like "oh shit, definitely" and then later he's like "hey, about that meeting" "yeah, I got the date wrong."

Crossover episode where Superman is having trouble punching ghosts and calls in Batman who's all "mind if I bring in an expert?" And shows up with a twink ass security guard. Who is apparently his intern's brother. And Bats is all "you two should go catch up" and as soon as they're out of earshot is like "keep an eye on him and describe exactly what happens. He won't let me see shit."

After Gotham's Ghost Hero acknowledges Jazz in public as the daughter of those ghosthunters she gets to be in charge of the Ghost Papers, which she uses to cover for supers being sneaky. The Fentons suddenly start getting research grants.