#students of Casper high are turning liminal

[pupstim]

Prompt: As they grow more liminal, Tucker develops tech based powers. Sam, traumatized by Undergrowth, is afraid her powers will be plant based. 

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"… and when I turned around there she was! Jessica all reformed and looking absolutely stunning. Do you know what she did right after?" The sounds of the Casper High were muted around the duo, Sam unenthusiastically chewing on her alfalfa toast. Tucker's words washed over her as she listened with a half ear.

 "Earth to Sam? Are you even listening to me?"

 Okay, maybe less than half an ear. She gives Tucker an apologetic smile, but from his face it might come off as more of a grimace.  

"Did she confess her undying love to you?" Snarking usually could cover up a blunder like this, and it seemed to work as Tucker gave her a disapproving glare.

 "No, she said *Hello World*, but don't think that will distract me from what's going on with you." Sam couldn't help the grimace as Tucker leaned in. "Are you still avoiding your green house?" He asked, tone softening but Sam still flinched. She wished Danny was here instead of chasing down the Ghost of the day. He would help distract Tucker.

 She debated briefly on lying to him, on deflecting like they've done so many times before. Instead what she found herself saying was, "Later.. After school okay?" He didn't look happy but eventually Tucker nodded.

 "After school," he says like a threat, pointing his chili dog to her, meat slipping from it much to her disgust. Falling into the same familiar patterns of banter and this time Sam committed to listening. Tucker's developing powers were exciting and she could see the joy it sparked in him. She only wished she could feel the same.

  Sam tried not to feel bad as she dodged around the other students of Casper High. The last bell had just rang, signaling the end of a school day and Sam's last class wasn't with Tucker. Danny appeared to be dealing with whatever ghostly mischief for the day. It wasn't either that she didn't want to talk to either of them, more that she was worried. Worried they would mock her or scoff at her and brush it off, but perhaps the biggest worry of all was that they might believe her.

 It'd been months since her and Tucker had began to develop powers, from what Danny could pry out of his mentors was due to the continuous exposure to the ghost zone, both by the portal and their trips into the zone with the GAV.

 It was exciting at first, both her and Tucker swept up in the fact they were essentially getting leveled up. Their strength growing and eyes glowing, occasionally Sam almost felt like she could fly. She should have known other powers were going to sprout as well.

 She was thrown from her thoughts by a sudden arm thrown over her shoulder, feeling a chill in the air as Danny hugged her. Tucker was such a tattletale. As if summoned by her thoughts Tucker appeared on her other side, pinning her in between them. "You ass, you called Danny in for this?" She growled to the techie.

 "Hey you were the one running, I'm just making sure you keep up your part of the bargain." He defended as the three made their way down the street.

 The trio walked in silence for a long while, bypassing their usual turn off and instead heading to a scrap of land not far out from city limits. It was uneven ground, dipping low with trees struggling to compete with recent housing developments and resources. A small beaten path led them deeper into a proper forest, trees gaining height the further they got from town. At this point Sam knew exactly where they were going.

 Further into the forest, when the last sounds of the city had finally dropped to an almost whispering hum, they arrived at the Ditch. It had probably been a riverbed before Amity Park had been made, but now it was just a gentle dip in the ground, adventurous saplings taking root in the bottom. The three of them hung out at the Ditch a lot before Danny's accident, either helping clear the area or picking up any garbage that found it's way here. Now it looked quite overgrown, bits of litter strewn through the Ditch. Sam felt indignant on nature's behalf, turning to Tucker to find him already taking out a trash bag and handing it to her.

 "You just have trash bags in your pocket?" She asked him slightly amused as she watched Danny take one as well.

 "Not pockets, in my pack, never know when they'll come in handy." Tucker grins, sliding down the small slope to get to the bottom of the Ditch. Following after him Sam felt herself get lost in the familiar motions of just taking care of nature.

 "Sooo… Wanna tell us a bit of what's going on?" Danny asks, breaking the fragile peace Sam felt. She bites back a scathing retort instead shrugging as she shoves more soda cans into her own bag, how can someone chug this much soda was anyone's guess.

 "Nothing much to talk about," She mumbles, only for Tucker to snort, turning from his corner.

 "She's avoiding her green house," he shamelessly tattles on her.

 "Tucker!" Sam hisses, swatting at him as he chuckles and dodges out of the way. "I'm not avoiding it… I'm just… focusing on other things right now."

 "You're not going to become Undergrowth." Sam whips her head to Danny who had his back on her, leaning down to continue to pick up the litter in the Ditch. She could see the tips of his ears, which were a bright red as he continues to face away from her.

 Sam scowled, turning back to her own trash. "I know that," She snaps, shoving everything she could reach into her own bag. But her hands shook as she did, remembering how smothered under the power Undergrowth had given her felt, how intoxicating to be in control of plants, twining her deeper into the flora. She had felt something… similar budding the last few weeks when she made her rounds in her green house. Sam wasn't sure she wanted to know what it would bud into, feeling like she already went down this path before.

 She could still hear Danny shuffle behind her and out of the corner of her eye she could see Tucker fumbling with his own garbage bag, all amusement sucked from his face.

 "I know you know it, but do you believe it?" Sam swore she almost snapped her neck looking back to Danny, but he still hadn't turned towards her. "Jazz would say the same thing to me about Dan, and logically I knew she was right… but I couldn't bring myself to believe her." The woods were completely silent as Danny spoke, "I worried that if I relaxed, if I didn't keep myself in check, then my worst fears would come true and Dan would be back."

 "Danny…" Sam started before Tucker jumped in.

 "I still avoid the Egyptian section of the museum," he blurts out, flushing darkly as Danny and Sam look his way. "I still can't believe that… that the Pharaoh looked just like me, that I'm probably some sort of descendent or maybe even a fucked up reincarnation of some evil king thousands of years ago. Sometimes it feels like that's all I'll ever be or if I slip up then I'll become King Tuck all over again."  

 Sam knew she should say something reassuring, but what comes out of her mouth instead is, "We're all a little fucked up and evil aren't we?" As soon as the words are out Sam stiffens, feeling heat quickly flush over her face and down her neck, knowing she was probably as red as a cherry. Yet her mouth keeps on running, "I think I have a lot of catching up to do as I was just coerced to the evil side instead of seeing it was my past or future."

 Thank fuck it worked as Danny cracks a smile and Tucker shakes his head with a soft huffing laugh. They had did some good work on cleaning the Ditch, the three of them unceremoniously flopping down on a nearby log to rest, their trash bags carefully set next to them. It was an easy silence, Sam feeling tension bleed from her shoulders as she sits between her two boys, letting their presence ground her.

 It was quiet for a bit more, the soothing sounds of nature filling their silence before Danny's impatience got the better of him and he leaned gently against Sam, nudging her. "So with us here to keep you in check maybe you can show us your powers?" He asked looking to her with hopeful eyes, wanting to know what Sam kept wrapped up so tightly.

 Glaring half heartedly before rolling her eyes, Sam just nodded, ignoring the tight coil of dread in her heart. She had her boys here, they wouldn't let her go to far.

 "Awesome, now come on show us what you've got." Sam could only smile at Danny's enthusiasm, but his confidence was infectious and she found herself closing her eyes. Reaching for the tight bundle she had shoved down as soon as it had tried to sprout. Fear still pulsed within her, dozens of what if's and horror scenarios running through her mind but she felt… quite okay. With Tucker's warm hand in hers and Danny's leaning on her side, Sam felt even if she did somehow turned into a jerk like Undergrowth, her two boys would beat some sense back into her.

 With that reassuring thought Sam let her power bloom. She was instantly overcome with it. The forest around her seemed to come alive with music, or rather like she had turned a dial on the radio, finding herself swept up in the song of Nature. It was beautiful and Sam found herself swaying with the music of the forest, a soft humming slipping from her as she felt immersed in her gift. She could feel her boys gasp beside her, Tucker's hand tightening on hers as Danny shoved himself closer but she was too far gone to care.

 Her and the forest were in complete harmony, the forest felt delighted by her presence, brushings of *friend/protector/new friend* like leaves against her consciousness. It was nothing like the power of Undergrowth, she felt the plants but there was so much more to it, as if the entire forest fauna and flora both were combined and sentient. She was about to explore this even deeper when she was drawn from her musings by a shaking on her shoulder. Feeling slightly irritated with the interruption, Sam sent a scowl to Tucker's way, "What--," before cutting herself off, seeing or rather feeling what has both Tucker and Danny so stiff next to her.

 Animals had completely surrounded the three of them, looking as if the whole fauna of the forest had come out to sit around Sam. She could even see a few black bears hanging back, sitting placidly by some white tailed deer. Coyotes by rabbits and mice and even a glimpse of a cougar in the trees. Birds of all shapes and sizes were in the branches as well, from eagles to hawks and owls. Smaller hummingbirds Sam could feel begin to land on her arms and head as mice begin to climb onto her lap. They were all here for her, she could feel it now, the forest reaching out to greet her as she opened her heart up to it. She had cared for this forest, for all of nature and she could feel it's solid presence and acceptance, like a steady rough tree bark against her skin.

 Her boys relaxed beside her, seeming to sense this was Sam's power, as more animals clustered closer. Tucker gave an sudden exaggerated gasp. "You're a fucking Disney Princess!" He shouts, causing some of the more timid animals to scamper away from him. Danny let out a choking laugh as Sam gave Tucker her best withering glare, but he only smiled wider.

 Sam growled, "I am not--," then stops feeling a few more birds land on her head, mice curled up in her pockets and even a frog that landed on Tucker's head making him fall back and scream. She really was a Disney Princess now, she thought with horror. The forest tittered in her ears, amusement curling around her and Sam found she didn't mind being a Disney Princess. Those ladies were still kickass, she could be the first goth princess, plus if she was a Disney Princess then she could do this.

 Turning an evil grin onto Tucker who froze on the ground seeming to realize how much he fucked up, "Sit on him," She told her new animal friends and there was a flurry of fur as Tucker shrieks before he's buried under the bulk of the large bear, only his poor arm flailing around as he tried to shift the bulk of probably 200 pounds of black bear off of him. Sam and Danny sniggered before Sam gestured for the bear to get up, revealing a Tucker who gave Sam a glare. It only served to make the two of them laugh even harder falling off the log by him.

 "You're already mad with power," Tucker intoned ominously, before dissolving into giggles as well.

 The animals slowly began to disperse as the three continued their break, finally relaxed and a new understanding of themselves and each other.

 "You know, with my control over tech, Danny's control of blob ghosts and Sam's control over nature, we totally could be a world dominating club." Tucker mused, making Sam and Danny groan as they begin to sit up, their introspective mood broken. "What I'm just saying, we've got  all the makings of it! We could just start small and overthrow Vlad!" At that Danny paused, looking thoughtful while Sam sighed again.

 "Let's table it for later, for now want to come over to my place to drop this garbage off and make my mom lose her head as we play Doomed?" Fighting off a  smile at the two whoops of joy, she picks up the trash bags, a hand gliding gently over the bark of the nearest tree and feeling the whole forest brush once more against her, like a warm and dewy cat. With her boys at her back and the nature around her, she finally believed.

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Aaand Scene, thanks so much for reading this far! Prompt was by @everystarstorm and I had an absolute blast playing around with it! I know it’s a little bit scuffed, I’m still feeling out the characters and honestly it’s been a long time since I’ve actually seen Danny Phantom. I literally thought Undergrowth’s name was actually overgrowth haha. But I’m pretty proud of how it turned out. :) thanks for the prompt again Kibby and I hope you enjoyed it.

[half-deadmagicperson]

Phic Phight Phic 4

Title: Flamin' Hot Nails

AO3

For @phicphight

Words: 2070

Prompts: The Hot. NEW. Craze of Casper High: Ecto-Nail art! Things start to go awry in...not the usual way. (By @princessfanonanona )

Maurice did not expect to see his son hanging out with a ghost when he walked into Tucker’s room. (By @duchi-nesten)

Summary: Our favorite trio gets their nails done.

Warnings: brief mentions of burns (nothing graphic), fire

This one is kinda crackish in a way, but I hope you enjoy!

   It's been about two years since the ghosts started showing up in Amity Park, and things have been great. The ghosts no longer attack as much as they just hang around. (Though there are some who sometimes cause issues. Looking at you Box Ghost.) Life, or afterlife, was good. With the increase of ghosts in town came the increase of ghost-themed trends. Currently, a new trend has taken Casper High by storm.   

    Ecto-infused nail polish was being sold in droves to ghosts, humans, and liminals alike. The best part about them? They glow in the dark! Students have even made cute little designs including little ghosts, Phantom logos, flowers, and more! So far there hasn't been any repercussions using ecto-nail polish.

    "Not gonna lie, with as much as I normally hate trends, the ecto-nails seem kinda cool," Sam Manson mentioned to her friends as they passed a group of girls showing off their new nails.

   "I would totally paint constellations on mine! Especially since they glow in the dark!" Danny Fenton beamed. His freckles seemed to glow slightly at the prospect.

   "You guys can do that. Nails aren't really my thing," replied their techno-geek friend, Tucker Foley.

   "Aw come on Tucker! We could meet up after school and do our nails! It'll be fun!" Danny said, lightly jabbing Tucker in the arm. Tucker smiled at his friends.

   "Fine. Just because I want glow-in-the-dark DOOMED logos on my thumbs."

   "Alright then it's settled. Which house should we meet at?" Sam chimed in.

   "I would say my place, but my parents are detoxing the lab because they exploded some stuff last night," Danny replied.

   "Well, we could do it at my place! My parents won't mind," Tucker suggested.

   "Sounds like a plan."

   The trio proceeded to head for class. 

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    The last bell of the day rang, and Sam, Danny, and Tucker headed over to Tucker's. On the way, they stopped at the store to pick up some polish in the colors they wanted. Each of them greeted Mr and Mrs. Foley before booking it upstairs.

    The trio began pulling out polishes and remover and began their work. Sam did most of the designs, since she had more experience with polish. On Danny's nails, she painted various constellations and Saturn on his thumbs. On Tucker's nails, she painted the DOOMED logo as best she could and added some stripes and whatnot to the smaller nails. On her own nails, Sam painted little glow-in-the-dark bats.

    While they waited for their nails to dry, the trio sat on Tucker's floor and talked, occasionally testing to see how dry the polish was. They somehow got onto the topic of ghosts, which brought an interesting question to Danny's mind.

   "I wonder what my nails look like in ghost form," he stated. His friends looked at him confused. 

   "Like would they have the stars on them? Would the colors be inverted? Would they be plain? If they're plain I could do a different design as Phantom!" Danny rambled. An invisible lightbulb turned on in his friends' heads.

   "Let's find out!" 

   Danny summoned his transformation rings. In his place floated Phantom who immediately went to take off his glove. Huh. Plain it is. Guess they get to paint his nails again!

   Sam pulled out the bottles and got to work.

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   Maurice Foley was just informed by his lovely wife that dinner will be served in five minutes. She told him to go upstairs and tell the kids there's food. He heard his son's laughter as he walked up the stairs. 'I guess they're having a good time,' he thought.

    As he reached the top of the steps, he turned towards Tucker's room. The knob gently turned as he opened the door. He opened the door and stood in minor shock at what he saw. Floating inches above the ground was the ghost boy, Phantom. 

    Phantom was a local celebrity in Amity Park. Although disliked at first, he slowly grew into a town hero. What was he doing in Tucker's room? Maurice noticed the ghost boy's gloves sitting on the floor. He was doing his nails. Phantom looked rather relaxed and happy while Sam painted little ghosts on his nails. The three of them were so engaged in conversation they hadn't noticed his presence. Tucker and Sam looked as close with him as they are with Danny. Speaking of which, where was Danny? He wasn't in the bathroom because the door was open when Maurice passed it. Either way he should probably tell the kids about dinner. 

    "So, uh, I was told to tell you guys that dinner was ready," Maurice said, rubbing the back of his neck. All three teens' heads whipped over to look at him. Their eyes widened. 

   "Well, I, uh, should probably get going," Phantom spoke, "thanks for the nails!"

   "Wait!" Maurice called. Phantom stopped.

  "Would you like to stay for dinner? We made lot's of food, assuming you can eat human food."

   Phantom looked over at the other two and had what appeared to be a silent conversation with them. They must be really close then. The only other person they'd be able to communicate like that with would be Danny.

   "I wouldn't want to bother you. I was just here cause I wanted to get my nails done."

   "Oh nonsense! You wouldn't be a bother at all! Besides, it's the least we could do!"

   "Thanks, Mr. Foley!" 

    "Now, we should probably get down there before Angela gets impatient."

    The three humans walked down the stairs with Phantom following close behind. Maurice rounded the corner into the kitchen.

   "Hey honey, we got a special guest for dinner," he told his wife. His wife turned towards him with a confused expression. Phantom floated in from the living room.

   "Hi, Mrs Foley," he squeaked nervously. Angela's eyes expressed her surprise. 

  "I hope you like casserole. I made loads!" Angela said as she placed the dish on the table. The family and guests sat down and began eating. The first few minutes were awkwardly quiet before Maurice broke the silence.

   "So, Phantom, how long have you been friends with our Tucker?" He asked in a friendly tone.

   "Oh, uh, a while I guess? We've just seen each other around a lot, but we haven't formally hung out like this. They just flagged me down when I was passing by," the ghost rambled nervously. 

   "Huh. I woulda thought you'd know each other better since you seem so close," Maurice responded before taking a bite of his casserole.

    "Yeah. The casserole is really good Mrs. Foley!" Maurice noted the change in subject, but decided to drop it as to not spook their guest.

   "Thank you! I'm glad you like it! It's a shame Danny's missing it though. This dish is one of his favorites."

    "Speaking of, where's Danny?" Maurice asked. The trio's shoulders tensed. Sam replied, "He's, uh, probably in the bathroom."

   "Yeah. You know how his bladder is!" Tucker said, backing Sam up. Maurice arched his brow. Danny was most definitely not in the bathroom. The kids were lying to them. He looked over to see Phantom's nervous expression. It was the same face he's seen Danny make. Come to think of it, the two of them bore some uncanny similarities. Before he could dwell on it further, Phantom had finished his casserole.

   "Welp! It's been fun, but I should probably go back on patrol. Thanks for the dinner Mrs Foley! And thanks for letting me intrude into your house!" He said, hands on both his knees as he got up. He placed his dish in the sink and said his goodbyes before floating out of the room.

   Not a minute later, Danny Fenton appeared around the corner.

   "Hey, sorry I'm late, I had to use the restroom," he said as he walked over to grab some food. Maurice noticed he didn't take as much casserole as usual. These three are definitely hiding something. 

    As the evening went on, Maurice turned on the TV to watch his favorite cooking show. While the chef was in the middle of making a perfect creme brulee a news broadcast interrupted the show.

   "We interrupt this program to bring BREAKING NEWS. It seems the HOT, new trend of ecto-nails has really turned up the heat with several reports of fires. As it turns out the combination of ectoplasm and polish is extremely flammable when exposed to temperatures above 70°F. Several people's nails burst into flames while they were cooking dinner. Others have reported fires starting upon entering nursing homes or simply taking a hot shower. At least 10 people have been admitted into the hospital for burns. For your protection, we advise everyone with ecto-nails to please remove their nail polish before it's too late. More at 10."

    "Hey kids!" Maurice called up the stairs. He walked over to Tucker's room. Tucker answered the door.

   "Wassup, Dad?" Tucker asked and opened the door the rest of the way.

   "There have been reports of fires starting because of the fancy nail polish."

  "That's weird. Ecto isn't usually that susceptible to heat. It takes a lot to burn it," Danny replied, "maybe it was a hoax?"

  "That may be, but I still want you guys to be careful."

   The kids all made various sounds of agreement. 

   "Well now that that's settled, who wants some hot cocoa! I figured it would be nice since it's been so cold out lately!"

    The kids stampeded down the stairs. No one could resist the power of hot chocolate. 

   Angela Foley greeted them with mugs of steaming cocoa. Each teen dawned a cup and began sipping it carefully.

   It took about a minute before Sam started to feel a slight burning sensation on her fingers. Tucker and Danny started feeling the same. Uh oh.

   "OH SHIT!" Tucker screamed as his nails combusted. Before Maurice could scold him for his language, Danny and Sam started having the same issue. Angela scrambled to try to find the fire extinguisher while Sam ran to the sink to try to put her nails out. The water had no effect.

  Angela ran back into the room with the red canister to try to put out the fire. She pulled the pin and began spraying. Unfortunately, the foam that came out also caught on fire and fell to the floor. 

  "HOW DO WE PUT OUT THE FIRES?" Maurice called over to Danny, hoping his Fenton background would give him a solution.

  "The only way to put out an ecto-fire is with something that also contains ectoplasm. Like contaminated water or ecto-ice!" Danny replied. Danny's eyes lit up, but before he could enact any sort of plan, the spectral fire spread around the room. The room filled with a smoky haze and Maurice lost sight of the kids. 

   By some miracle the smoke started to subside and the fire was reduced. Maurice looked around to see layers of ice covering his kitchen. How was this possible? He glanced over to find Danny covering his friends hands with his own. His eyes were glowing an ethereal blue as he covered their polish with a thin layer of frost.

   "How? How is this possible? Where did all the ice come from?" Angela asked, breaking the silence. Tucker and his friends exchanged looks and nods before Danny stepped forward.

   "It was me. I created the ice." 

   Maurice took a look at the boy. He was shaking. The kid was scared. Angela stood with her hand over her mouth. Maurice kneeled down and set his palm on the boy's shoulder.

   "Thank you," he said simply. Danny's eyes flitted up showing both confusion and relief.

  "You don't need to tell us how you did it, but you saved us. Thank you." 

   Danny turned towards his friends. Back to the silent conversations. The raven-haired teen turned back towards the Foleys.

   "Actually, there's something you should know," he said solemnly. White rings formed at his abdomen and split, changing his t-shirt and jeans into a familiar black jumpsuit. In Danny's place, floated Phantom who couldn't bring his eyes up to meet theirs.

  "I'm sure you probably remember two years ago when the lab accident landed me in the hospital," he began and for the rest of the night told the Foleys about his ghostly adventures and powers.

    Ecto-polish was banned from all stores after the fire department had over 40 reports of burning nails.

[briarruler]

Masterpost for all of my Danny Phantom related posts.

Thoughts and Comments

For the Ghosts: why Danny keeps his secret.

Danny turning up at Sam's in the early morning.

Decided I don't like Memory Blank.

Do the students of Casper High know that Spectra was a ghost?

I shall call him 'Plasmius Phantom'.

Ghosts consider a day to be from one Sunset to the next?

Micro Management's Mouse.

King Tuck's eyeliner.

I don't think Freakshow knew Danny Phantom was half-human.

Amorpho did not know Phantom was a Halfa.

Students at camp during Claw of the Wild.

Tucker's reason Danny should keep his powers is logical.

Human to ghost and retaining hair.

Danielle is not 12.

Alternate Universes

Halfa Trio AUs

Halfa Trio AU ideas where their transformations are linked.

The Portal Kawoosh as an explanation for a Halfa Trio.

Ideas for Halfa Trio AUs with Identical Ghost Form.

Three for the Portal AU

Three for the Portal: Half-Ghost Trio Fusing via Overshadowing.

Three for the Portal: Names.

Description of the Trio's ghost-forms.

Ecto-Acne Trigger AU

Ecto-Acne Triggered Ghostification AU.

Other Trio AUs

Halfa Sam and Tucker, Human Danny AU

AU Idea: Half-Ghosts Sam and Tucker.

Lemures and Poltergeist.

Ghost Sam AUs

The Human, The Ghost and The Liminal.

AU where Sam died in the Portal.

Ghost Trio

My Dead Trio AU Masterpost.

Other AUs

Danny actually hides his transformation.

Star Mythology empowered Danny AU.

Sam with the Ring and Tucker with the Crown.

Full Ghost AU but the divergence happening during Memory Blank.

Fenton Crammer AU

Fenton Crammer used to imprison enemies.

Who Danny could uses the Fenton Crammer on.

Thoughts and Questions

Have we ever seen the Fenton Thermos not capture a ghost?

Fenton Thermos and humans?

Overshadowing and the Fenton Thermos?

Request for Overshadowing Theories/Analysis.

Why does Danny get shipped with Dash more often then Tucker?

What would the Fenton Peeler do to Danny?

Fanart

Bad Chibi Avatars: Danny Fenton-Phantom.

Bad Chibi Avatars: Ghostly Tucker Foley.

Bad Chibi Avatars: Ghostly Sam Manson.

Bad Chibi Avatars: Everyday Human and Colour Inverted Ghost forms.

Crossover Related

A pokemon team for Danny.

Masterpost for my Danny Phantom Pokemon fusion idea.

Pariah Dark's voice just gave me sudden Nene flashbacks.

The Box Ghost goes looking for the world of Blue Dragon.

Everyone goes ghost crossover beginning.

Amity Park unaffected in during Young Justice: Misplaced.

Ghost King Danny 'gifted' John Constantine's soul.

A Better World triggered discovery of Amity Park.

Sam Manson and the Justice Lords.

Justice Lords mentoring Team Phantom.

Santa vs Darkseid as the Origin of the Christmas Truce.

Team Phantom's side gig as minor supervillains.

Team Phantom moves to England and Phantom meets Constantine.

Amity Park unaffected by outside nonsense.

Superheroes were taken out by ghostly team up in TUE timeline.

Why Batman shouldn't try to adopt Danny.

Scarab Sceptre Museum Heist Crossover continuation.

Other Stuff

The problem with Sam's plan in Memory Blank.

Reason I don't use the Fandom's Ghost Obsession headcanon.

Straight up colour inverted ghost forms.

Disproven Penelope Spectra Theory.

Draft of a dates given in show-canon canon.

An Ask.

Would Half-Ghost Sam commit crimes?

For Humanity or for Love?

Secret Identity Fight: Ghosts are dead vs Danny's lack of subtly.

A possible limit on Clockwork.

Duplication vs all the other powers Danny could be trying to learn.

The less you know, the more likely to connect Phantom to Fenton.

Tucker is the Team Phantom member with lands in the Ghost Zone.

Dani is useful to a Team Phantom trying to hide.

The Fenton Ghost Portal causes a Ghost Zone population boom.

What does canon gives us about ghosts and food?

Can the Fenton Ghost Catcher create a Halfa?

A reason for Walker's ban of human world objects?

The Ghost King as an anti-mind control role.

Scarab Sceptre museum Heist.

The Infinite Realms declare war on America.

Summoning Circle Duplicates.

Will be updated via editing as needed.