#jazz fenton

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Vlad. Just... Vlad.

I like writing Vlad as a bad guy - he is convenient when evil. Need an antagonist? Here's a solid choice. I also like writing Vlad as redeemed - he has the potential to be good and nice and even caring. He's not an evil by core character, he's just in great need of therapy.

But my absolute favorite way of writing Vlad is the slightly condescending absent parent who doesn't like kids but still cares about them.

He won't do great with actual babies, yes, he is not sweet, he doesn't smile a lot, and he views kids as nuisances most of the time. But at the same time, he doesn't brush them off when they come to him. Jazz wants to go to an Ivy League college? Yeah, okay, he'll pay for it no questions asked. Because student loans are a bitch and Jazz is smart and she is his now. They don't get along, they barely talk, but she is his. Danny is mad at something about Infinite Realms business and snaps at him for no reason? Vlad is never one to back down from a fight, and by the end of it Danny is not so fuming anymore, and Vlad got to test his new ectoblast. Dani is back from her travels and decides to unload all her new bizarre stories on him? He is not interested, but he'll listen because otherwise she is going to start pouting and roll her eyes, and he doesn't want to deal with that. Dan asks if he could go hunt some ghost vultures for sport on his grounds? Danny might get mad later, but that's none of Vlad's concerns, and, besides, those vultures were starting to get annoying lately.

He's just... not a good parent and not a good person. He is mostly decent.

But the thing is, all the ex-Fenton kids don't need a good parent in terms of 'friendly, sweet and nice', they've had Jack and Maddie, they know the friendliness doesn't really mean shit. What they need is an adult that will back them up with no reprimand and then fuck off right after.

And Vlad is perfect in that sense.

What's funny about this is that when Phantoms/Masters meet Waynes/Bats, the latter ones are a bit thrown off by this dynamic. Like, what do you mean your adoptive father is your former arch-nemesis? What do you mean he didn't really stop doing his evil schemes? Surely he can't be good! Meanwhile, Danny just shrugs.

On the other hand, what do you mean your father won't allow you to do what you want? What do you mean he acts on your behalf? Does he not trust you with your own decisions? And Batkids are just 'he means well'. Yeah, well, Vlad also means well (most times), but he doesn't ground anyone? If Bruce means well, then why do you all act like you're annoyed with him?..

[demonic0angel]

DPxDC Omegaverse Request

Request for: @purplereaderfans

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Robin looked at Batman with pleading eyes and a wide smile.

"... Robin. Who are they?" His voice was deadpan.

Robin beamed. "My new siblings! Pleaseeeeeeee??"

"Robin!" Batman scolded, though in a light tone to not scare Robin's new wards. "You can't just pick up pups off the street!"

Robin lifted the one in his arms to show Batman. "But he’s in heat! He needed my help!”

The pup did smell sugary sweet and looked dazed, lying in Robin’s arms securely like a kitten. Batman saw his dark hair and bright blue eyes and immediately felt an odd sense of parental affection for him.

Still, he could not just allow Robin to take to kids off the streets and adopt them!

A shy voice called out, "It's okay, Robin is a hero."

Robin preened.

Batman looked down at the young omega in heat, who was trying in vain to bury underneath Robin's skin. Then he looked at the alpha that was sticking close to Robin for comfort, who was looking at him with shy gazes through long red hair.

"And who is this?" He asked slowly, sounding far less angry. The young girl looked soft and sweet, and his heart melted further.

The young alpha peeked out again and said, "Hello, Mister. M'name's Jazz and this is Danny. Robin is saving us from our parents."

"Yep! So we can keep them, right, B?"

Batman closed his eyes and looked up to the sky for divine intervention.

The alpha, Jazz, spoke up again, lifting big turquoise eyes to Batman's face, "I'm sorry, sir. Danny is in heat, and mom and dad aren't going to come home yet for another two weeks. If... if it's okay, can we just stay with Robin for a few days before we go back?"

As if on cue, the omega in heat whined and then looked up at Batman with big, watery eyes. He smelled like rain and mud and gardenias, and he looked so small and so scared, and Batman melted.

“Fine,” he said with a sigh. “Just get in the car.”

Danny gave a small whimper of relief, and he relaxed, burying his head back into Robin’s shoulder. Jazz beamed and crooned, “Thank you!”

Robin grinned. “You won’t regret it, B!”

Robin pulled the two into the Batmobile and then immediately began looting the trunk, pulling out snacks and blankets. Jazz curled around her brother while he sniffled and writhed in silent agony.

Batman sighed, climbing into the drivers seat and handing him a water bottle. “Are you sure that you want to stay with us?” He asked again.

Jazz smiled tiredly as she rubbed her cheek over Danny’s sweaty hair. She nodded and bundled up her brother in the blankets that Robin passed over.

This time, it was Danny who answered in a scratchy, exhausted tone, “Yeah. Thank you, Mr. Wayne.”

Batman nodded and turned back to the front.

Then he whirled around, eyes wide.

“WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!”

[rainybyday]

Hedera Helix (For Real this time)

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It ended with a hug. 

For better or worse, Jazz always knew that she would leave her family at one point. One day she will grow up to be an adult who will apply for college and finally leave her hometown away from the craziness that was her parents. Of course, she planned to call Danny more often than her parents, come back to help him with his college journey, and have an open door for him to visit her once she gained a job and an apartment. 

She just never expected him to leave her first. 

As the eldest sibling, there was always the instinctual need to protect her brother. Yes, she would get mad at him, yell at him, or even tease him but she would always drop everything if he is ever in danger. Her responsibility as an elder sibling was more than just blood to her, more than what her parents were to her.

She loves her parents, she truly does, but they weren’t good parents. Yes, they gave her food and clothing, encouraged her hobbies, and paid attention to her academic scores but they weren’t there. They didn’t tell her stories of the tooth fairy but instead of ghost essays and grave markers. They didn’t wait to hear about her new obsession with unicorns before explaining how they would dissect one. She didn’t even get to show off her grades in peace before they praised her intelligence in Science, not remembering how she told them how much she struggled in English class. 

She understood her parent's priorities were never about her but what would become of her. Not Jasmin the girl who made a mommy and daddy friendship bracelet but Jasmin the women who will carry their legacy. 

She didn’t want that for her brother, so she raised him to be someone free. She finger-painted with him on the sidewalk, taught him how to pillow fight, and played astronauts and aliens with him. She made a cardboard rocketship for him for Halloween, woke him up with a happy birthday song first thing in the morning, and caught fireflies with him. She paid attention to every little achievement and hugged him as much as she could. 

Danny was her baby brother, sibling, and her baby boy. He was everything to her, and even as a high schooler stressed with earning money on the side with her college career coming up she still will drop everything for him. 

And the day she found out that he was protecting her instead of the other way around broke something inside of her. 

She failed, in some twisted form of negligence and teenager carelessness she had lost her brother in more ways than one. 

And now she is losing him again, this time, she doesn’t know when she might see him again. 

God she didn’t want to cry, not now. She just needs to hold it in. Just for another minute and then she could cry once he was out of sight. 

Just give her one more minute. 

Only a minute and then she can let go. 

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It was windy today, a nice breeze on a warm spring day. The echo of windchimes drifted about, and the sound of background chatter, and the rustling of trees greeted her again on this calm Sunday. 

Jazz took a moment to sigh, a heavy thing as the smell of musk and willow wood drew her back to memories she always conflicted with. 

Home, she was home again. The same day, same time as always. 

And as always she carried two baskets with her as she walked down the streets, waiting for the same occurrences that always happened ever since Danny left. 

It didn’t take long before a teenager spotted her with their friends. They waved at her with a smile and Jazz returned it with one of her own. Like clockwork, she greeted them, handing them each a blue petunia before heading off once more.

(Blue petunias, the sign of trust and serenity. A sign of hope that has yet to be lost.)

(Just like him.) 

Taking a cue from this, more people approached her as she handed them all a single petunia each. Adults politely thanked her, children were giddy as they showed their friends their gifts, and teenagers teased each other by tickling each other with soft petals. Whenever someone approached her she always handed them a petunia from the basket on her left. 

The basket on her right was never touched, yet it was noticeable when the flowers started disappearing slowly over time. Jazz didn’t panic, instead, she only smiled and gave well wishes to those who chose not to be seen. 

A long walk later, she finally arrived at her original destination with a hint of relief. As much as she was glad to give out her flowers, it was also exhausting to socialize with so many people. 

As she entered, she noticed how the sound of her footsteps should have been the only sound in the graveyard, but there were also sounds of whispers in the wind, a hum vibrating all around, and the distant prayers of visiting residences. 

To think that this part of town was once empty and eroding into nothing, now transformed into a clean and cherished part of Amity’s history. 

A hum of content passed through her lips as she walked with a purpose. It only took her a moment before she saw the grave she came to visit in the first place. Another moment was used to place the rest of the blue petunias on the grave before the Jazz sat down besides the grave. 

“Hey, Danny,” Jazz greeted. “I’m back! Missed me?”

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Blue eyes snapped open with a bubble of joy radiating from the boy turned man. Making himself comfortable on the plush chair he sat on the man smiled into the empty air. 

“Hey, Jazz. You know I always miss you.”

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Hi! finally did it! I finally remade Hedera Helix into the direction I wanted! I know many of you were looking forward to have a second part of this story but to be honest, the first additon of it all felt so fourced and I hated it. And i mean HATE. So i decided to redo the whole thing into something I can have fun into making!

And I did! I love it! I hope everyone else is excited for this new remake of Hadera Helix as well as I am because I have never been so happy right about now!

Just-

Also- before I go on I want to address this before anyone might think anything funny.

"Danny was her baby brother, sibling, and her baby boy."

I know the "baby boy" line might make it seem as if Jazz is the one parenting Danny and is seen as a parental figure and it does. Kind of. The situation I am trying to portray is how sometimes when siblings are left without a parental figure majority of their lives they all turn to their elder sibling as a replacement for their parental figure. Not because they believe they may be their new mom or dad but because they need someone to care for them.

This is an actual situation that has happened to many families before and even to mine. I am the eldest of three siblings and once my family hit a financial struggle that forced my dad to work all day and my mom all night, making only 1-3 hours of their time spent on us. So this made me the main figure in my siblings' lives which affected me and them, to the point that they even called me Mom. Thankfully the situation only lasted three years and they no longer call me Mom and see me as their sister only. But sometimes we do slip so their effects linger.

So using my own experiences I used that to create this line as a way to express the negligence that both Danny and Jazz faced in this story. I hope that makes sense.

[breannasfluff]

When he phases through the wall, Ember is waiting, kicking her boots. “Thought you weren’t gonna show up.”

He shrugs one shoulder and floats over. “Had to wait for my parents to be deep asleep. It’s harder to sneak out now.”

Ember frowns, but holds up a jar and waves it. “Look what I got, babypop. Burn cream–the good stuff.” 

It glows faintly green and Danny squints at it. “Will that work on human skin?”

“Sure, my source said it would help humans or ghosts.” She unscrews the top and waves at his shirt. “Phase it off so we can get you gelled up.”

Danny hovers a few feet away, before manifesting his legs and settling on the floor. “You have a source?”

Rolling her eyes, Ember gives an exaggerated sigh. “Are you gonna let me help or not, dipstick?”

There’s a faint current of worry in her worse, though, and her shoulders are knotted tight. Her ponytail fire snaps like flames in the wind. As much as she’s trying to play it off, she’s worried. 

Danny phases out of his shirt and steps closer. She hasn't attacked today, but he’s skittish at the thought of someone helping.

Ember dabs some goop on her fingers and nods at the back of his hand. “Let me do a little there first and you can decide if you want more.”

The offer settles him slightly, as does the fact that she waits for him to reach out to her. Her fingers are light as they dab the goop over his burn. Almost instantly, it chills the burning and starts leeching the pain out.

Danny nearly crumples at the relief and Ember grabs him, flailing as she tries to find a safe spot to touch. 

“Does it hurt?”

“The opposite. It feels amazing. Please, keep going.”

Loosening at the assurance, Ember works her way up his arm. He shudders as she gets to the worst burns on his shoulder and chest, but the cool gel eases the pain.

“What is that stuff?”

“Special burn goop, I guess.” She tsks at a blister. “I called in a favor to get it made. One-of-a-kind Phantom special, how about that?”

“But…why? Not that I don’t appreciate it,” he rushes. “But you never seemed to care about me before this. What changed?”

Read the rest here!

[mikyapixie]

HAPPY 53rd BIRTHDAY TO TALENTED COLLEEN O’SHAUGHNESSEY!!!

[00sniff]

Fairly Ghost Parents 3

Cosmo swam up to the top of the fish bowl and asked Timmy, "What's up, why the long face."

Timmy signed and said, "That his parents mentioned that the relative they are going to visit have kids to but their older kids. What if they're like Vicky," he mumbles.

Cosmo smiles and tries to wave away, Timmys worries come on no is as icky as Vickey. Why I would bet my bacon that everything's going to be just fine, he cheerfully adds, poofing up a tiny goldfish size frying pan of greasy sizzleing bacon huming while he cooks it.

Timmy smiled, feeling a bit better at his godfathers encourage words.

Wanda swam out of the castle with poof right beside her. She faces plams with her fin when she sees Cosom cooking bacon,

"Cosmo," Wanda scolded "were supposed to be incognito at the moment"

Cosmo puffed out his chest. I'll have you know I haven't been incognito seents I got out of diapers, " he proudly proclaimed.

Wanda, Poof, and Timmy all sigh at the goofy but loveable fairy.

"We're here." The quiet moment is broken as Timmys father happy announces that they have arrived and pulls over to the curb.

As soon as the car has stopped, Timmy hops out, holding the fish bowl the fist thing he notices is that its in a much more urban area unlike his neighborhood back home but what really caught his attention is the giant pile of machinery on the roof that looked like a space ship from one of his adventures in space.

"Fentone works." Timmy reads out loud. The bright neon sign on the front of the building.

His mother walks up to his side and explains "yeah my sister and her family have their own business, a ghost hunting business." Ghost Hunting? Timmy repeated skeptical, but he also saw the nervous look his godparents shared while listening to the conversation.

"Well, it looks like ghost hunting must pay pretty well," his father's jelousy mumbles as he carries some of the bags up to the front door.

His mom knocked on the door it swings open at lighting speed, and a woman with a full body blue jump suit with long black gloves and short aubran hair opens the door "Susanne" she excitedly shouts, Maddie Timmys mom yells back and the two women hug.

"It's so good to see you again, Maddie let go first and steped aside to let them in Jack, kids come here, Susanne and her family are here, a large man in a bright orange full body jump suite comes runing out of nowere heeyyyy!

The large man shots exsidaly its been awile he gives a spine crushing hug to timmy parents lefting them off the groud.

Good to see you again to Timmy's dad, wezzed out as he was crushed. The guy finally lets go of Timmys' parents and spots him. Timmy glups as the guy ruffles his hair, and you must be Timmy. Last I saw you, you were this big he says as he pinches his fingers together.

Nice to meet you top, Mr. Uummmm, sir, Timmy says, caueing the man to laugh, "You can call me Jack, little guy," "and im Maddie." The woman replies and shacks his hand.

Then, two other people entered the room coming down the stairs. One was a young looking teen boy with black hair and blues eyes. He wore a simple white tee shirt and Jean's and looked like he might be nice. The other person was a girl who looked to be an older teen she had a black blose and light colored jeans and had long orange hair, Timmy froze for a second haveing flash backs of Vickey oh god Timmy thought there is gona be another Vickey here he nervously clutches at the fish bowl unconsciously.

[breakfastatmiles]

He’ll always be her little brother

[luxuki-1]

It's fair to assume that these kids may have some trauma- (also yay get to draw the trio's lineup yippee been wanting to do that)

and ok I'll admit, I might have gone a bit crazy with the blood but- ok I have a background in Warrior Cats which can get gorey and blood is honestly kinda fun to draw-

[starlightbreathh]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀hiiii!! I have a headcanon that all ghosts see the world in negative colors (I actually want to call it sort of a colorblindness idk😭😭😭). and since Danny is a half-ghost, when he transforms all the colors around him change too. because of this, his eyes sometimes hurt and he confuses colors. and at first he often scared Jazz and she thought that he had colorblindness 😭

[krossan]

he just wanted her approval...

...but he committed a crime...

[frozenpinetree]

a glimpse into danny's home life

[horrendoushag]

touched up a comic from a while ago. follows the headcanon that danny's body temperature is abnormally low. get bundled, idiot

[demonic0angel]

Short Fic Idea

Where all of the Phantom Family are dating within the Batfamily (except Damian— this is important). The Batboys who are dating them think they’re the favorite, but they soon discover that it’s actually Damian.

Damian al Ghul-Wayne is the favorite of Team Phantom for several reasons. 1) he’s deadly, 2) he’s adorable, 3) he tries so hard to be a good person.

Like I think Jazz would love him bc he’s small and tiny, but he tries so, so hard (just like Danny), and Dan would love him because he’s trying his best to redeem himself and he’s damaged (just like him), and Danny would love him bc he’s cute and fun to tease, but he’s also really creative and has a soft side despite his prickliness (like Sam or Valerie), and Dani would love him bc he’s hot-tempered but kind to others and brave enough to create his own identity outside of his parents (like how she wants to be).

I just want the Phantom family doting on Damian who’s like ??? While his siblings are all jealous and offended that he’s the favorite. I think Damian would either react like really confused and somewhat flattered/embarrassed by the attention, or he would take advantage of this to make his siblings’ (Tim) lives hell (and also get some attention).

[alen-lotz]

Danny with Jazz Like the final colors

[picturejasper20]

I don't know why Danny Phantom is trending but here have one of my favourite scenes in the series

[paxopalotls]

The fanfictions are infecting me with brainrot oh my god have some au doodles before I explode