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phantom-dc · 1 year

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A deal with the Ghost King

Part2 AO3

Danny was getting impatient.

He had been annoyed at being summoned, then exited when he found himself in the Justice League Watchtower. He was in space! But then the guy in the raincoat begun offering a piece of his soul in exchange for destroying a meteorite, and he had become annoyed instead. He doesn't want a soul! Doesn't this guy get he'd be Danny's slave for eternity? So taking a page off Clockwork's book, he said something cryptic and ominous so no one else tried to bribe him with souls. They had turned white and raincoat guy asked if they could be excused for a moment before pulling the other heroes into a different room. Wich, first off: Rude. Second: Danny couldn't leave the summonning circle unless he made a deal or if he was send back. At first he had been curious what they would offer him now, settling into a more humanoid form instead of the eldritch nightmare being summoned always forced him into. That had been a while ago though, and now he was getting impatient. They better come back soon so he can go deal with the problem. He'll do it for a Pop-tart at this point, as long as he can go break that overgrown space-rock!

Jason was pissed. Batman had ordered everyone to come to the Watchtower immediatly. Jason wasn't even allowed to wear his helmet (he scared the younger Leaguers), having to settle for a domino mask instead. Good thing he had 2, because Nightwing had even brought Alfred! Jason wanted anwsers, why did B rush them here? He hadn't even greeted or explained anything to them, just had Plastic-man bring them to a room to wait. But Jason was done waiting, so he stormed to the main briefing room. He expected B and his Justice club. Instead he found a glowing, floating hero. The floor glowed a bit beneath him, his skin tinted green and his hair floated as if underwater, a crown surrounded by its own northen light. He was beautifull. Anger forgotten, he made his way over, deciding to make some small talk. 'Hello there! Are you a new hero? I've never seen you before?'

Danny was startled. He'd been focussing on the door the heroes left through, trying to will them back. He hadn't even noticed the Liminal behind him until he spoke! He turned around, and was again caught of guard. Even with the Domino covering his eyes,he could tell this guy was really handsome! A mountain of chiseled muscles and a white streak of hair that gave him something mysterious. Oh crap, he was staring. What did he say again? 'Hello! I'm Phantom. It's nice to meet you!' The Liminal introduced himself as J. 'Anyone ever tell you you're drop-dead gorgeous?' Danny laughed. Hot and death puns? Yep, he's going for it. The Leaguers aren't back yet anyway.

Jason was kicking himself. Really? That's the best he could come up with? Thank god Phantom had seemed to like it. 'Well, it certainly wouldn't get a rise out of me if they did!' he said. 'So what are you doing here? I didn't see you at the meeting?' Jason shrugged. 'No idea actually. B called for all hands on deck, so here I am. What are you here for?' Phantom sighed. 'They got me here to deal with some stupid rock, but then ditched me here for an impromptu meeting. I just want to go take care of it, but I can't just leave.' Phantom looked annoyed. Jason asked if Phantom wanted a tour of the Watchtower, surely Flash could get him when they needed him? Phantom looked dejected. He couldn't leave without being dismissed. Jason decided to make a move. 'Ok, how about this: you deal with that rock, and afterwards, we can meet up in Gotham and I'll give you a tour there! Deal?' Phantom looked up, an inhumanly while smile on his face.

'Deal!'

After that Phantom had left, saying the boyscouts had their chance. 'I look forward to our date!' He said and then dissapeared. Jason was exited! He went back to the others, who hadn't noticed he'd left. No matter, he had a date to plan!

Contantine was freaking out. The meteorite had proven too much for the Justice League. Most of their heavy hitters had been off-planet or out off commision. The damn thing was even made of kryptonite! He had no choice but to summon the only being that he knew of that could deal with it and could be bribed. He had offered the mighty Ghost King a piece of his soul, but been rejected! Batman had offered his own soul instead, but again this offer wasn't enough. The Ghost King explained there were billions of mortals about to become his subjects. Why trade that for 1 measily soul? He needed a better offer if they wanted his help. Panicked, Constantine had pulled the other League members into a different room, not wanting them to make a deal by accident. They were all making desperate suggestions. What could be worth more than every soul on Earth? They had made a list of magical and historical artifacts from every members background. It was a long shot, but the meteorite was getting too close. As they went back to the Ghost King they were praying it would be enough.

The King was gone. Suddenly in the distance the meteorite exploded. Someone had made a deal with the Ghost King, and no one knew who. What had they offered?

What could possible be worth more to the High King of the Infinite Realms than every living soul on Earth?

#batman #danny phantom #dc x dp #dp x dc #jason todd #red hood #danny fenton #dead on main #ghost king danny

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starwrighter · 7 months

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Dude, get a restraining order

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(As promised Damian falls in love at first sight!)

Minutes ticked by like hours as his English teacher droned on about topics he’d learned years ago. Surface-level information dumbed down to its simplest form. Todd had already given him the assigned book years ago. A classic written sometime in the 1950s. He’d claimed it’d be a book he could relate to. He’d quizzed himself, writing an essay to prove he actually read it when Todd came around again.

He guessed that’s why when the discussions of symbolism and deeper meanings started, his interest plummeted. He focused on a worksheet, only half listening as the teacher read aloud. Vocabulary and its context, all of it so dull. painfully easy, but still father wouldn’t allow him to skip grades, nor would the school. Something about him having “Poor social skills,”

Tch, lies and slander. It wasn’t his fault his classmates were too cowardly to speak to him face to face. They’d been the ones to label him as intimidating and cold. If not being a spineless pushover made him intolerable, then he didn't want to be friendly. He wouldn’t allow himself to be taken advantage of, and he sure as hell wouldn’t let anyone talk down to him without facing the consequences.

He didn't need to be social with these hooligans. A waste of time! Plus, he’s certain everyone in class already held a certain distaste for him. It’d be better if he was homeschooled, but father said he needed to be seen by the public so the media wouldn't talk. Journalists and tabloid writers were like vultures they'd squawk regardless if he was in school or not. Father hadn't seen his argument valid so he was stuck with yet another year of this dull nonsense.

A new transfer student from a small town in Illinois should be here today. An outsider spending a whole seven months in Gotham, it should be equal parts entertaining as it’d be inconvenient. The backlash that’d hit them if they let said transfer student die within city borders would be tremendous. He could only hope this Daniel Fenton wasn’t just late and instead backed out like any sensible person would.

Unfortunately, that wasn’t the case as the teacher stepped outside, coming back with a smile of faux sweetness on their face, waving her hand, signaling someone inside.

A boy with eyes blue like sapphire stones stepped into the classroom. His shoulders lax but the way he fidgeted in place screamed he’d rather be anywhere but here. His features were soft, electrical scaring running down the left side of his face, creeping down the boy’s chin and neck. Hair pitch black with short splotches of white-ish gray framed his face. A small silver necklace shaped like Saturn hung from his neck, a clear dress code violation, but clearly, he hadn’t been accosted for it yet. Their teacher encouraged him to introduce himself.

“Hi, My name’s Danny and I hope I don’t die here,” Daniel joked, his posture jovial despite the morbidity of his words.

“Though, I wouldn’t be shocked if I did,” He finished, earning a quiet chuckle from those who could see the boy’s scars.

Daniel glanced around the front row, eyes landing on the empty spot beside him. Daniel quickly took this spot without hesitation, ignoring the multiple students who waved him over with a simple gesture to the left side of his face.

With a closer view of Daniel's left eye, he could see the slight milky discoloration of the pupil and iris. He's likely blind in that eye, but the circumstances of him being born with the impairment are unlikely, judging by the damage around his eye socket. It had healed well for what he could only infer was a grievous injury. The scar tissue looked fresh, no older than a year or so, signaling this partial blindness was relatively new.

He seemed relieved that the teacher was reading out loud like nobody had offered him any sort of accommodation for his disability. Considering Daniel came from a small town in Illinois, he doubted any school accommodations were made for him besides maybe a week or so off school when he was recovering. Gotham wasn’t much better, but Father poured a decent amount into the city’s healthcare and educational systems.

“Tuck your necklace under your shirt,” He whispered to his new seatmate when the teacher turned her back. “It breaks the dress code, you’ll never get it back if a teacher spots it,” A warning deadly serious, a bit stern for something as frivolous as a piece of jewelry, but Daniel looked as if that simple warning had saved his life. Daniel shoved the necklace under his dress shirt with alarming speed, tucking the thin, bronze chain beneath his collar, making the boy’s neck look deceptively bare.

They both continued their work in silence, mutual respect between the two of them to stay out of each other’s way. When Daniel’s pencil lead broke, Damian offered him a sharpener. When their teacher called on him despite his hand being down, Danny answered instead, giddy that “he” was called on. Giving the English teacher the easy choice of admitting she was targeting students or playing the part of a welcoming teacher eager to have the half-blind kid engage with her class.

Daniel did it on purpose too, that was sure. He made class time more bearable that was certain as well. The way his seatmate engaged the subject in an intelligent manner despite frequent mutters of English not “being his subject,” was admirable.

When brought into discussion, Daniel meshed with his new peers relatively quickly, quick to snap in with a clever quip when the opportunity arose. He was by no means a social butterfly but fell into the rhythm of a conversation with practiced ease.

Often, when not writing he fidgeted, picking at black and white polish on his nails or twirling a pencil between two fingers. He’d rest his face on his palm and pursed his lips when confused. Though his mannerisms were somewhat awkward, some might call them cute.

It wasn‘t long until class was over, the bell calling all the students to coagulate by the door, slowly filing into the hallway. All except him and Daniel, who stared at a schedule and a map with furrowed brows. They shared their next class too, an idea that filled him with an odd giddiness.

Damian pulled a copy of his own schedule from his bag, tapping Daniels's shoulder and showing him their matching second-hour classes.

“It would be easier if we went together,”

Daniel smiled, canines sharpened to a point. His heart boomed in his chest, a strange but…Pleasant experience. It was too early to tell, but he thinks he’ll enjoy having Daniel here for the next seven months.

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dc x dp #dcxdp #deadserious #dead serious #deadseriousship #tagging everything so people can filter properly #These bitches gay as hell #good for thems

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tourettesdog · 2 years

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DP x DC prompt where Danny is a young adult living in Gotham.

He's 24 and has been Ghost King since turning 18. Danny has been estranged from his parents ever since he destroyed their portal. It was his first act as king.

Danny shares an apartment with Sam and Tucker. Sam works with nonprofits in the city, while Tucker gets involved in WE with his genius programming skills.

Danny makes ice sculptures and sells them around Gotham for fun. He sometimes helps out with crime when he thinks he can do it quietly, but otherwise Danny lets Batman and the police handle it. He has enough work to do in the Ghost Zone as it is.

In his free time Danny likes to explore the Ghost Zone. He’s long-since given up dreams of exploring space. Danny can always fly to space if he wants to, but being able to rip open a portal to the Infinite Realms offers even more exploration opportunities than his child self could have dreamed of.

It’s during one of these explorations into the Ghost Zone that Danny finds a teenager sitting on a floating island. Danny rushes over to investigate, noticing that the kid looks very much alive, but as he draws near the kid’s arm turns invisible and he begins to panic.

Danny quickly realizes he’s faced with another halfa. The kid is a wreck. He looks barely older than Danny was when he died-- hell, he even looks like him with his black hair (with a shock of white) and blue eyes. It’s like looking into a mirror for Danny, and he immediately decides to take the kid under his wing.

It’s slow going at first. The kid, Jason, doesn’t remember much of his life, let alone his death. He’s scared and confused, with far too many questions. It takes Danny showing him his human form for Jason to trust Danny enough to go with him.

Danny takes Jason back to the apartment and introduces him to Sam and Tucker. They don’t pester him for answers, and instead jump at the chance to answer any questions Jason has. They help him understand his situation and learn about his new powers.

Over the next year, Jason becomes their kid. The trio homeschool him, with some help from several of the ghosts in in the GZ. They offer to help Jason figure out who he was, but he asks them not to. All Jason can remember of his death is that it was very violent and he’s hesitant to fill those memories in.

If Jason ever remembers more than that, he doesn’t tell them.

Jason’s a handful, but he’s their handful. He spends a lot of his time in the Ghost Zone (annoying Danny’s ghost friends, his adopted aunts and uncles) while they’re at work. Whenever Dani’s in town, the two are a force to be reckoned with.

Danny spends a lot of time visiting WE to annoy Tucker. He also becomes somewhat well known around town for his little ice sculptures. More than once, Danny finds himself in the accidental company of Bruce Wayne.

Bruce is curious about the strange young man. He has a lot of scars, and Bruce can’t make heads or tails of the strange ice he sells. He starts talking to him-- Danny-- to try and figure out if he’s a meta and/or potentially dangerous.

What Bruce figures out instead is that the kid is surprisingly quick-witted and funny. He’s also apparently a dad, raising a kid with his partners. Bruce still suspects that Danny might secretly be a meta, but he develops a pleasant rapport with him. They commiserate together about raising kids over coffee. Two unlikely friends.

Danny never mention’s Jason’s name. He has about a hundred nicknames for the kid and often calls him Magpie (partly due to his black and white hair, and partly due to his habit of bringing home random shit from the Ghost Zone). He’s very wary of using the kid’s real name around Gotham, in any case. They try to keep a low profile where Jason is concerned.

Bruce also never mentions Jason. His loss is still too much of a gaping wound and he doesn’t want to unload that on his young friend, let alone wallow in those memories.

One day Danny is wandering Gotham with Jason in tow, running some errands. They stop by WE to drop something off for Tucker and he spots Bruce. Danny decides it’s about time he introduced his kid to the man.

Time seems to stop when Jason and Bruce lock eyes.

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tripthelightfandomtastic · 2 years

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Take aways from the new Danny interview

Jake is the best cook, "from pasta to making a soup that takes 3 days"

Josh is the most particular about the band

Danny and Sam can read music Josh and Jake cannot but they say it's really not something they have to do alot

Heat Above was written 6 or 7 years before TBAGG and is the oldest song on the album

At camp fires Danny will either play on a cardboard box and bang on that or usually will play guitar

"I'm not a brother by blood but I am a brother."

They all stink after a show and all their wardrobe stinks.

Sam and Josh wash their feet right after a show and they all shower after to try and ground themselves (like duh but thank god)

Danny hasn't really Googled himself besides to see if they have his height right and when their tour dates are because he forgets

The boys had Thanksgiving together during the pandemic

Metallica is super fuckin nice

Describes himself as the most introverted in the band and is nervous to go up and introduce himself to big time artists at festivals (like girl me too I'd be so scared)

They enjoy making music videos alot (didn't say anything about any new ones or broken bells)

"New music is coming sooner than you think"

I love Danny omg he's so polite and sweet and I wanna kiss him all over.

https://youtu.be/AQnevMMLUKQ

#danny deserves the world #gvf #greta van fleet #josh kiszka #jake kiszka #danny wagner #jake gvf #sam kiszka #josh gvf #danny gvf #sam gvf

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madds-is-ace-trash · 1 year

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Waite the dudes gay who would have thunk it

Read on ao3

Chapter 3: yanked out the closet

Ok Danny was not going to screw this up. He could do this he was still human after all he could ask someone out like a normal fucking person. Shoot good thing his ghost form doesn’t have a heartbeat or it would have flown out if his chest by now.

Right on que, the familiar sensation began to climb up the back of his throat. The light tingle of his ghosts sence, but if it were locked in his throat not quite able to escape. He had begun to associate this new feeling with the other halfa.

He was close and that meant it was time to get this over with. His cheeks burned hot, as he peaked around the corner of the ally.

Hood was standing in the middle of the street waiting. He had sensed him too. No chickening out now.

He stepped out of the alley and towards the street.

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Dick had texted him to ask if he wanted a tag along for patrol. He knew he meant well but Jason could Handle his own shit….. he hoped. Also he didn’t want to scare off this ‘phantom’ he had already fled the scene once.

So here Jason was running around crime Ally on his usual patrol route. Waiting for the tingling sensation that accompanied mister Cheshire cat to start up. He rounded the corner in one of the nicer segments of crime alley( well as nice as crime alley could get anyway) and it started. He stood still looking for any sign of the person that had been following him for months.

And out of the alley steps a man,no older than 20, his hair is as White as snow, it floats on his head like he was underwater, skin tinted a light blue, his ears slightly pointed. His figure was slim but he was toned, much like his eldest brother. He wore a hoodie and some jeans over a black under suit, his boots white and his hands in his pockets. He let his eyes wander back up, and green stared back. But it’s not quite pit green, it’s softer and more gentle. Like a field on a spring morning.

The man smiles at him, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey…so um guess I should introduce myself.” His voice was low but soft. Not nearly as grumbly as Jason’s.

“Yeah no shit,” he responds on instinct without thinking.

The other man tensed a little at the outburst. His helmet kept the tone Neutral which may have hurt more than it helped. “Yeah you're right.”He mumbled to himself. “Ok so umm let’s do this. My name is Danny and it’s a pleasure to meet you. Well I guess technically we already met but I didn’t induce myself. SoIdon’tthinkthatcounts” The man Danny nervously rambled his words running into one another.

“Danny? I thought your name was Phantom?” Jason prodded after all that is what the other ghost called him. Oh Waite shit did that mean this dude was like dead, like dead dead.

“ Oh Yeah we’ll it is kinda… sorry Yeah my name is Danny phantom it like kinda my last name but not it’s weird.” Danny continued rubbing the back of his neck; it must have been a nervous habit.

Jason weirdly didn’t feel particularly in danger. He figured if the pit liked this guy he must have been bad news but he was just some cute guy. Actually the pit seemed calm and weirdly quite the buzzing had died down from the other time phantom had been following him. strange. So in an act of reckless stupidity( we’ll if that wasn’t his M.O at this point honestly) he took his Helmet off.

And Danny processed to float off the ground to meet Jason’s eyes, we’ll his domino but his eye level at least. He came closer and Yhea Danny was definitely shorter than him by like a few inches. Actually if Jason took his boots off maybe it would be about the same.

“Names Hood,” Jason stuck his hand out. “ Nice to actually meet you, any reason in particular you been stalking me like a fucking curse.” Danny had taken his hand easy enough, a weird sensation climbing it’s way up Jason’s arm. It wasn’t unpleasant, it was like he had stuck his arm in an open freezer.

“Um ok about that I uh” He putters out the blue on his cheeks deeping, outlining the freckles that peppered his cheeks. And fuck Jason was starting. “ I was trying to well uhhh…it’s a ghost thing and I was doing it cus I thought well. I thought you would get it? But I realize that was stupid and I should probably talk like a human being.”

“What’s a ghost thing?” He reached for the knife in his pocket gently rubbing the Handel in his pocket.

“Ok don’t laugh but I was…. I wastryingtocourtyou.”

“I’m sorry what?”

“I was trying to court you!” Danny’s face goes completely flush. And to be honest Jason may have flushed back just a bit. It was different to have Danny tell him it was happening himself. “Look I just… I think you're really cool and” he fidgeted with his hands, “ok Danny you promised you would do this the human way” he mumbled to himself.

He took a deep breath in and with a wave of light the ghost boy no longer stood in front of him. Instead was a 20 year old man with jet black hair and eyes so blue they looked like sapphires. His ears still slightly pointed, his skin olive toned. His freckles still peppered his face, his cheeks a bright red.He was still wearing a hoodie but this one had a nasa logo on it. His jeans were ripped and his shoes looked well loved. “ Do you maybe wanna I don’t know grab a Coffee or something sometime?”

Did he? This dude made his chest feel tight and his face heat. But he was clearly some type of meta or worse actually dead. And he has no idea of his true intentions. Maybe he could try to run a background check he needs to investigate-.

Fuck no he need to get the inner Bruce out of his head. “ You know what, why not. You gotta a phone or did you leave that in the coffin.” Danny laughed it was soft like a bell, fuck his laugh was cute.

“ Oh Yeah, I wouldn't be caught dead without one.”Danny giggled handing Jason his phone. It was old and cracked but hey it seemed to be holding up fine. Jason put his name in as well as a bunner number and set a text so he had Danny’s number.

“ So you make death jokes too hu?” Jason asked, it felt more natural around Danny for some reason and maybe it helped that he actually laughed.

“Oh yeah all the time, they always kill.” Danny chuckled, “that's actually why all those gifts were, well, death related.” Danny rubbed the back of his neck, “ I thought you would enjoy it you know.”

“From one dead guy to another, leave a note next time maybe?”

“Oh, you can't emotion project after all?”

“I'm sorry , can't what?”

“Emotion project it's what it sounds like. I did leave a note kinda, it was just you know in a language you can't speak quite yet.”

Ok this guy was kinda of an idiot, “Are all ghosts this Awkward and clunky about the supposed courting process or is that just you.” Jason teased his cheeks red and heart a flutter. Danny has tried so hard and even though Jason's apparently ghost dense, hasn't given up on him. It felt nice to be thought about.

“ Just me” Danny glanced down at his phone and smiled, “ Jason, just me.”

“ Well it's about time, '' Gatta says, though you're pretty good at staying out of sight. also we’re did you get that knif-“

And then Jason's phone rang, it was the madam of one of the houses he ran, Not good. That only meant one thing: someone was stirring up trouble.

“It's ok, take it, “ Danny nodded and smiled. “ I'll get out of your hair for now.” Danny transforms again floating into the air. “ See you soon?” Danny asked hopefully.

“Yeah I'll try not to ghost you.” and Danny laughed again. And Jason shot a line and swung away, before his heart jumped out of his chest. The tingling did not follow and Jason had to admit he felt a little sad about it.

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Danny stood in the street for a good 10 minutes after hood Jason left. He had given Danny his name so that was a start. An unnatural Trill escaping his through as his core fluttered with the realization of what he had just managed to pull off.

He slapped his hand over his mouth and turned invisible, speeding off towards his apartment. He did it, he asked him out and with only mild embarrassment.

Wait a minute, how did Jason know his name was phantom? He knew for a fact that he had kept himself hidden. But he was a bat, right? O shit he just…. He just transformed in front of a bat.

“ Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit ”

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This was not good, a brawl had broken out after some of the girls refused to sleep with some drunk thugs. Luckily his secerty staff was doing their job the best they could, no casualties so far and none of the girls had been dragged in. So it was time for Jason to put some dick wads in their place.

He swung down kicking one of the gang in the head, pulling the gun from his waist belt he shot another that was grappling with one of his security in the shoulder. The guard took the opportunity to pin the guy to the floor, good at least he was earning his keep. The bullets in his gun were modified, at least he wasn’t really going to kill anyone. But they still hurt, quite a lot actually.

Another tries to sneak up behind him, but Jason turns around sweeping his legs out from underneath him and hurling him into the floor. To his left another guy is pined by 2 of his security staff. The other 2 men see that they are now in way over their heads, turn tail and leave. So he lets them screw ‘em they can go and spread the word.

“Hood!” One if the girls called from the doorway. “ Thank god you came.” She leaned out and took a glance around, Jason took note of the red ring around her wrist, she must have been one of the girls who refused in the first place.

“That’s my job, after all, can’t have some thugs thinking they can cause trouble in our terff and get away with it.” He zipped tied the man’s hand behind their backs. Directing his guys to hang back and keep an eye on them tell he could handle them. He still had to talk to the madam and get the full story to decide just how black and blue he should leave these guys. “You seen Miss Cleo?”

“Yeah she’s inside, she’s trying to wrangle the customer complaints” The girl grimaced obviously not wishing to be in the other place.

“I'll go lend her a hand, get that wrist checked out for me. Hate to see one of you hurt.” He gave the girl a nod on his way in.

The place wasn't too wild all things considered, pretty tame just a group of men shouting discrepenties. Jason was sure the moment he walked over they would shut up real quick, and he's shure Cleo would appreciate it. “ Do we have a problem, gentlemen?” He chimes after sneaking up behind the group.

“ Yes actually we d-” one man turns around boldly and then identity shrinks at the site of jason's imposing figure. “ Oh Red hood, No no problems here.”

“Good so i suggest you fuckers leave poor Madam Cleo alone hm?” he said as he pressed his gun against the man's chest. Jason wasn't actually going to shoot him but he didn't know that.

“Yep of course no trouble!” the men squawked losing any steam they once had as they scurried towards the door.

“Hood” the madem shoots his a nod. “Thanks for showing up so fast.”

“Course Cleo after all, I don’t think any one in the gang would want something to happen to you or any of the girls.” Jason chuckled to himself, “Waite actually scratch that everyone but phin I’m pretty sure he would bash you head in on site.”

“Yeah well servers him right, not my fault he's a gremlin,” Cleo let out a big sigh, “ but a brother is a brother.”

Jason tenses a little at the comment, a tinge of gilt gathering in the back of his mind. After all he wasn’t exactly the best brother himself. He wasn’t dick, he couldn’t play the ‘cool’ older brother role. He was damaged and broken, he was wrong . Shoot, he had tried to hurt a few of them, he almost… he almost killed Tim.

Jason shook his head a bit to clear his thoughts, like his brain was an Etch A Sketch. The almost empty back counter caught his eyes, perfect time to redirect from his family drama. He doesn't want to deal with that right now, no thank you. “Looks like you guys are running pretty bare, I’ll make sure to have the guys bring a restock.”

“Thanks Red, I’m sure the girls will-“ Jason’s phone dings, cutting Cleo off.

Jason takes the phone out and checks who it is, after all it’s been pretty quiet the past few days, that usually means someone’s plotting. But it wasn't any of his guys, in fact it was ghost boy.

Fellow Dead guy: Hey! Know you're probably busy. But it was nice getting to talk to you. Do you think this weekend will work or are you *buried* at work.

You: I’ll Have to check but I don't see why not. I know a place that's killer.

Fellow Dead guy: Pff Ok, stay safe. Don't want to get your coffin resized.

Jason was glad he chose a helmet for his suit, it was able to hide the small smile creeping across his lips. The pit letting out a light buzz underneath his skin.

“Soooo, are you going to tell me who that is? The girls are gonna be so heart broken.” Miss cleo teased.

“ What are you talking about, Cleo? It was just-”

“Don't think that fancy helmet can fool me, reading body language is part of the job description.” When Jason didn't respond she continued. “ You melted, that whole tough guy act flew out the window, your shoulder dropped and you leaned back on to your heels instead of your toes.”

Cleo had known him for a long time, her house was one of the first that Jason took over. It was a no brainer she could read him but still it sent a slight chill down his spine. She was alway scarly aware of people's emotions, after all he was trained by the big bat himself and he was still an open book. “ The girls are going to be sad though, a few of them like you a lot hood. So who's stolen that heart of yours, would we know her?”

“No, it's not a working girl Cleo, “ Jason reached for his pocket knife and began to fidget with the blade. “ Its some… Its some guy I met, he seems pretty cool.”

“Got ya that knife then i'm guessing,” then cleo did a double blink, “ Waite some Guy?”

“Yhea a Guy, is that a problem.” Jason's shoulders squared a little. He never really talked about relationships as hood for obvious reasons, but Cleo was one of the few people who knew Jason from redhoods crew, was well red hood. He would even consider her a friend.

“Don't get ya panties in a twist,” Cleo chuckled, “ It just explains so much.”

“Explain what exactly?”

“ Red you have never once, and I mean once ever spent a night with one of the girls, not even one.” She walks over and pats Jason on the shoulder, “ We were worried about ya we even called some of the other houses in the gangs.”

“Wait, why would you be worried exactly?”

“Because a softy like you all on your own is asking to end up pulling a batman. Don’t get me wrong, hood your violent as shit but no other gang leader helps a kid with their English homework.”

“ I’m not…. I hold on” ok so nice to know Cleo doesn’t care if he’s gay but the idea of the girls snooping around in fear of a mini hood on the rise was kind of shocking to say the least.

“So a guy, hmmmm. It that one who came to viste you a while back,” she taps her chin in thought. “ O waite Arsenal was his name right? You two seemed real chummy. ”

“ What no its not him!” They had actually dated at one point but Cleo didn't need to know that. “ new guy don't even think he's originally from Gotham. He has an accent. I doubt you've met him.”

“ Well, if things go well I demand to meet him, whether that's as J or Hood understood.”

“ We’ll see Cleo, we’ll see.” Jason's salutes her farewell, and leaves out the back door. He shoots his men a text to Handel the thugs.

The minute he makes his way to the rooftops his coms rings, “ Hood how did it go!” His big brother asked hopefully.

Oh this was gonna be fun, “ Oh it went pretty well, I got myself a date this weekend. Bye blues I got work.” Jason turns off his coms, A machivus smile crosses his face as he imagines his brother freaking out on the other end of the line.

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“ …I got a date this weekend…” *click*

“ Oh my God! BABBY BRO. Hood! RED HOOD! Wait, please come back. What's he like, is he a threat HOOD!”

Bruce tunes out of the com link line. He didn’t mean to eavesdrop he just knew if he made himself known Jason would drop the line. He has to talk to Jaylad. He had a date, who, when? Wait a minute Dick just said “ Is HE a threat,” is …. Is Jason.

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Jazz opens her brother's door only to find him face first in his pillow kicking his feet against the mattress. He was chirping again so that was a good sign at least.

“I’m guessing things went well?”

Danny lifted his head, his hair matted from it being pressed against the pillow, “ yes he said yes! This weekend jazz that in like 4 days I’m freaking out.”

Jazz chucked to herself , time for big sis to swoop in and save the day. “ Yes, that gives you plenty of time. Did you get his number?”

“ Yes actually turns out his names Jason,” his brother reached for his phone to open the contact to show her. Excitement was clear in the way he stimmed with his unoccupied hand.

“We'll, I'm sure you and Jason will have a wonderful time, but you do have morning classes tomorrow.” Jazz pointed to the clock beside Danny’s bed. “It’s already 1am and you should really head to bed.”

“Jazz I don’t need that much sleep you know that.”

“Yes but maybe Jason would like to see ya without eye bags” she pointed out knowing it would probably work.

“Oh shoot your right,” Danny hopped up and fazed some pjs out of his drawer, “ thanks jazz, for everything.” Danny calls out in a low voice as she goes to leave her brother's room.

“Any time baby brother mine any time.”

If any body has a better name for Jason to put Danny as in his phone I’m all ears.

I just went with fellow dead guy cus it seemed like something Jason would do on the fly.

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streets-in-paradise · 2 years

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Untill Death Tear Us Apart - Andy Barclay (fem)Reader/Chucky (fem)Reader - Part 2

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Word Count 1.5 K

Warnings: Same warnings of part 1

Summary: Exposure forces Chucky to come up with excuses as he tries to keep your family on his side. Thinking on your children as the kid he once was, Andy needs to set the twins free from his manipulations before finishing him off.

Notes: I wasn’t planning on doing a part two when I came up with this, but it happened because I kept thinking of the concept. To continue I had to name the boys and i kept my old habit of using horror names. They were named after Sam Winchester from Supernatural and Danny from The Shinning.

Tags: @losersclubisms

The situation imploded quicker than expected, Andy was relatively pleased with how fast Chucky’s anger overcame his need of playing the fool for you. Unfortunately, the doll wasn’t going to give up quickly and, knowing that his life depended on it, he still tried to get you on his side. The kids were crying, scared of the people keeping their beloved friend at gunpoint and seeing your state of horrified confusion was making Andy hesitate. Like your sons, he used to be a kid manipulated through the hole in his life left by the absence of his father. If he would proceed to kill the doll wordlessly and quickly as usual, they would never get the answers they would need later in life. He gesturally warned Kyle about the switch of tactic, then proceeded into it.

Killing Chucky wasn’t enough, he had to be exposed. Those children deserved to know that he was never their friend, that he played them the whole time and that he was the killer of their dad. Unlike in other houses, the doll got to cause too much harm there and he couldn’t get away with it for free. He didn’t deserve a victimizing death, one that would leave him to be remembered as a loving friend by two naive boys that would be crying for him. The lack of explanations could result in more unaware collaboration on their part if Chucky would ever decide to make a comeback on another body.

That was how you ended up stuck in the most unbelievable of arguments: a talking toy against a man were aggressively fighting for credibility and you were the judge whose approbation they were seeking.

“ We can still be together, this all ain’t plastic.” Chucky told you, as if the proposition would be a completely normal thing. “ You gotta admit I have been a great husband to you and beneath this I am a real man, you know? “

It repulsed you, weirded you even more than not knowing exactly what the hell he was.

“ A serial killer ” Andy quickly replicated. “ His real name is Charles Lee Ray, he got his soul transferred into a doll after being shot by police.”

“ I know, the doll body creeps you, but back in the day I used to be way better looking than this dumbass. Just google me and you will find out I am really hot. “

The insane answer got on his rival’s nerves.

“ That body has been decomposing in a graveyard since 1988 … and how is that a valid point?”

“ She will trust me more if she gets to know what she is missing.” Chucky teased back. “ Nobody needs you to point out the obvious, Andy.”

“ So, you are not Alex” You briefly interrupted, pointing at the man over the name he introduced himself by when he arrived at your house. You weren’t trying to make it an actual act of questioning, it was confusion talking for you.

“ See? He has lied about his name. Who knows what else he is hiding?”

“ YOU ARE A SUPERNATURALLY POSSESSED DOLL!” Andy defended himself. “ ISN’T THAT BIG FUCKING LYING?”

The doll didn’t answer him, directing his speech once more to you.

“ I never lied to you about that, (y/n). Told your kids I am Chucky and that is my actual name. Nickname for Charles, actually. “

“ All this time you have been a man? “ In your tone of voice when delivering the question it was noticeable that you were feeling sick. “ When I held you, in all that marriage playing… On my BED?”

“ Imagine it’s like Princess and the Frog, but instead it is Pinocchio. Inside the doll you get the prince” He justified himself. “ I was here with you every fucking moment of the godamn day. I have spent more time at your side than any guy you have ever met. I know your likes and habits, your worries and fears. I heard you cry, vent your frustration out: I stood up by your side at the most horrible moments and loved to be there. No one will ever bring you the same dedication and I trust you will see that now. “

Kyle was honestly shocked witnessing the reach of Chucky’s ability to manipulate facts in his favor. She didn’t get as much of that as Andy once did, but it was horribly disgusting to see anyways.

“ He played the same game on another woman back in that year, her husband was found in the river. Did yours die in an accident too?”

Your eyes started to fill with falling tears, desperation overwhelming you as you were trying to make the math and remember if Chucky was already there at the time of the accident.

“ Of you and me… Who are the ones holding guns, Kyle?”

“ We are protecting her from YOU!” Andy insisted, trying to visually reach out to you and see if you were beginning to understand the situation.

“ I never hurt her, or the boys. They know I am their friend.”

“ YOU KILLED THEIR FATHER!”

Hugging you as if their lives depended on it, they were one with your pain and fear. Danny acted the bravest, looking at the doll in the eye while daring to ask the question so his brother wouldn’t have to.

“ Is that true, Chucky? Did you kill daddy?”

He was trapped, exposed to his own lies, but still tried one last attempt to keep control over the boy.

“ I was playing hide the soul with him, but he was a real asshole and got against it… Just like Andy, he is an asshole who wants to separate us. Are you gonna trust him, or me? I am your friend, Danny. I’m always for you and Sammy, whenever you feel lonely you come to play with me.”

Andy couldn’t stand it anymore, it was like staring at his childhood self in a magical mirror. He could be shooting Chucky right there, skipping the traumatic experience, but he knew that both of those kids needed it.

“ You are not our friend.” Sammy added, releasing you to hold his brother. “ Friends don’t do that. “

“ You are not dad, you will never be. I want MY DAD back, CHUCKY!”

That was the sign Andy was waiting for, turned into a subtle gesture that the boys made at him in order to indicate that they were ready for what had to happen. It made him remember of the determination he showed as a little boy setting Chucky on fire, how clear it was for him that last manipulation he tried when locked in the chimney.

A mess of bloody doll remains put the end after he and his sister emptied the loads of their guns over Chucky. Your little broken family had a lot to process, but at least you would be able to do it in peace. However, it had to be explained to you that when it was about him all ends were circumstantial. He showed a singular obsession with you and that was always bad news. it was most likely he would attempt a comeback to get revenge or a kidnap.

Andy felt the personal need of being the one doing the warning to you, along with some other important explanations.

“ My real name is Andy Barclay, I once was the first child he terrorized. “ He later confessed to you while Kyle distracted the boys so they wouldn’t get to hear more traumatizing information. “ He has chased me my whole childhood and I have dedicated the rest of my life to make sure he would never hurt anyone else. The woman you have met as Christine is Kyle, my sister. We both wish we could have arrived on time, but the fucker has made tons of clones on dolls and those are not always easy to track.”

“ But you killed him, you saved our lives…. How can he still be out there?”

“ We don’t know for sure how, but what truly matters is that he can come back anytime and you need to be ready. Yours isn’t a disposable family, he has some psycho attachment to you and that means he is not going to stop easily.”

A knot in your throat formed to the mere mention of that.

“ Do you know how to shoot?” He asked you, seeking to help you despite the anxious shock. “ It is the safest way to stop him, he has advantage on closer combat. Your highest chances to win are with a gun on hand.”

“ I have never held one, those have always terrified me…”

You were feeling the world collapsing, but he held you as if he was attaching you to reality itself through that kind gesture. At that moment, his embrace was the safest place for you.

“ It’s alright, we will figure that out. I’m going to stay in town as much as you need and teach you all what needs to be learned to keep your kids safe. I’m not doing this for all the families, I usually hit the road as soon as the doll is dead but you were an exception to him and that makes you an exception to me.”

#andy barclay #chucky #charles lee ray #andy barclay x reader #chucky x reader #alex vincent #brad dourif #chucky 2021 #cult of chucky #curse of chucky #child's play #chucky fanfiction #chucky 2021 fanfiction

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unknownlinguist · 8 months

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⚠️👻DPxDC enjoyers- assemble

Batman Danny Phantom vs Superman; some thoughts

I enjoy the many Batfam x danny phantom fics i've seen but consider that phantom has a suite of powers similar to superman.

Phantom has intangibility among other powers, and he's already half dead anyway. He might as well fight superman. When you think about it though, he could probably find kryptonite SOMEWHERE in the ghost zone, if he REALLY needed to get serious about it.

Although I feel like Danny probably is a fan and would not be seriously fighting Superman to the death. Plus I think Superman would realize he's fighting a teenager and then feel a little bad, or at least he'd cotton on that Phantom isn't serious about the fight either and is just messing around.

Danny was big fan of space stations, shuttles, all things orbital really. Not that Danny had any time to indulge in his hobbies since his half-death...

After kicking Pariah Dark's ass, enough was enough. He laid down some ghost attack rules with his usual rogues, after they all started calling him the king for some reason (lol he is in denial about that but rolling with it). Now, if they wanted to spook and scare in the realm of the living, or otherwise antagonize Danny, they had to schedule it ahead of time. Or else, they would not only be yeeted back into the Ghost Zone, but also do time in Walker's prison. (and sometimes community service)

Now Danny has a little more free time, to explore all the junk floating in Earths outer atmosphere! And obviously he invites himself into the Justice League's awesome HQ. He stalks the corridors of the Watchtower invisibly and intangibly, a fly on the wall, for days on end. He would insist he's not being creepy. Or villainous for that matter. When he mentions this JL ghosting to his friends, Tucker points out to him that if any league members catch on to his behavior, they will think he's some kind of supervillain, casing the place before an attack!

OK, so it sounds like it's time to make his presence known, before anyone gets the wrong idea! Only Danny is still awkward as hell. And how do you normally introduce yourself to them after you spent 3 weeks familiarizing yourself with every facet of the wiring of their airlock systems.

Everything obviously goes completely wrong when Phantom just sorta phases up through the floor in the middle of a casual meeting between a few of the human league members.

All he's done is introduce himself, but the atmosphere has gotten WAY too tense for Phantom's liking, and he tries easing the tension by saying "someone should crack a window in here" but Danny's still eager to talk about the orbital base so he disarmingly adds "actually I could probably do that by crossing some of the wires in this wall if i wanted-" and he is cut off by everyone leaping into attack mode because

THAT IS OBVIOUSLY A THREAT ON ALL OF THESE *AIR BREATHERS'* LIVES.

It's worrying to everyone how none of these experienced heroes seem to be capable of landing a hit on Phantom. The send the base into extreme lock-down mode, so that nothing can get in or out. Well that's the idea anyway. Phantom just sorta leaves. Through a wall. right out into space.

Worried the new rogue will be capable of doing something from the outside, they get a message out to Superman, that something (possibly alien) capable of surviving in no atmosphere broke into the Watchtower to make vague threats against the heroes, though no one was injured. Superman heads up right away to see if he can lay eyes on the surprise enemy.

To everyone's shock, although Superman immediately engaged the villain, he hasn't been able to do much, if any damage to him. Phantom seems to be having fun seeing Superman in action, up close. He's barely bothering to explain himself in between quips.

Clark starts to see this for what it is. "Are you... A child???" He reckons.

"Uh, sorta? I mean I was when I died!" Danny jokes.

That's concerning. "You seem pretty keen on fighting with me, but it seems like you aren't even trying to go on the offensive. Why is that?" Superman starts to give him some space.

"Well, I'm not used to pulling my punches. With my usual cast of rogues, I don't have to worry about accidentally killing any of them!" Danny is not sure if any of his abilities can harm a kryptonian, but he doesn't wanna risk it!

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If you've got any other ideas to add to this feel free to add on in a reblog or reply!

I feel like eventually the JL would end up hiring Phantom to outfit the entire Watchtower with anti-ghost shielding.

#danny phantom #justice league #superman

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sadlynotthevoid · 1 year

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I just read this fic:

And can I say, I love the idea of Jason joining the Fenton family so much? Usually is otherwise, and I really like that, but they would be so good for each other.

He would fit so well with them, a family of bright, intelligent, people with feral overprotective tendencies and academic aspirations (no, Danny is not the exception, he wanted to be an astronaut). Jazz finally would have someone to nerd about non-ghost/technological things and he's a triumphant at the same level as her— a triumphant in a genius family.

Danny would have a Big brother who is happy to scare anyone he asks, help him with the superhero things one only can master (lol) through experience or a mentor's guide, and he can introduce him to the ghost culture. Besides, he would enjoy listening to Danny's space infodump.

Danielle and he would get along like a house on fire. He would carry her on his shoulders for fun but also so Ellie could look down on people she's being petty with. And they would exchange travel stories.

Last but not less important, Jack and Maddie could be excellent parents for Jason, especially post-resurrection. When he needs to feel safe and loved. And in a universe where Maddie and Jack turned pages and are doing better now— They're putting effort to be better parents because they love their kids— that's what he gets. Unconditional love.

He went for a lot of things and then when he was finally in a safe place, everything went down and he died. He woke up to a world that didn't change a single bit of those parts— those parts that hurt him and others that can't do anything but try to defend themselves and resist. And yet, it changed too much. The people he cares for and love were different, and he could accept that with time, but what was the point if they didn't would try to do the same for him?

Because from his point of view, they don't love him anymore or not in the same way he loves them. Not at the same amount either. And it hurts. Knowing that he's never going to be as loved as the others. That his dad prefers a fake memory of a son that he doesn't seem to remember well, an illusion, over him, a son that came back from death and cried for him even when he couldn't think. When he was a brainless zombie basically. It hurts him to know that, at his father's eyes, he worths nothing now. It hurts him every time he sees the scar in his throat.

It no surprises him when one day he wakes up feeling there's liquid fire destroying him from inside. He's having trouble to breathe and his head is screaming nothing and everything at once— Fortunately, he doesn't stay alone like that for too long.

At some moment his phone must have gone off because before he noticed it, he had it in his hand and a familiar voice was talking from the other side. For some miracle (or what Roy called his Jay-senses) Roy Harper decided to call him at whatever hour it was. They talked. What was happening? He didn't know. Is he injured? No. Is he in pain? "..." What did he need? Again, he didn't know.

For when Jason ended the call, they must have spent at least a hour on it. He vaguely remembers that the sky was still dark when he woke up and now the sun was— well, not out because it was Gotham, but it was somewhere up there.

Two hours later, Jason is driving out of Gotham, following Roy's advice. Who may not be a therapist but learned enough about mental health from Dinah to know what Jason needed. Space from the metaphorical knife in his heart. So he chose a random direction and started moving.

The next morning Jason finds himself in a town called Amity Park, Illinois, he thinks. He wasn't paying too much attention to anything that wasn't the road. Quite the opposite, actually. He was looking for a distraction.

At that exact moment, a green glowing blur collided five feet from him. Whoa, that was close. The green blur was followed by a flying... galaxy-themed child? Said child raised his hand and shouted a green beam to the crater where the green crashed.

Well, he was looking for a distraction, wasn't him? Maybe he should wait and see what's happening here. He doesn't know if the kid is a meta defending himself of a robot or just practicing his powers.

"Wao! Wao there kid! Watch the bike! I just painted it! Don't ruin my hard work like that". So, the green one was a person, not a thing. Good to know.

"Well, don't ruin MY hard work then, Johnny——", the glowing star child frowned, tilting his head. "Do you sense that? Is like—" he closed his eyes and turned around— And what kind of relationship do they have that he can do that with someone he was attacking just a seconds ago?— the green guy also did the same thing. It looked a bit funny. What were they even doing? Maybe they were searching something?

Well, he was never going to find out that spying on them like a stalker. That was more a thing of— yeah. No. Not that he was hidden, just in silence under the shadow of this big tree. So, yeah, nothing like him.

"Hey", he stepped out— and immediately got wrapped by a black whip thingy and pulled in front of the glowing people. The thing screeched. What was this?

"Shit. You're core is breaking bad man."

His what?

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Then they carry him to Danny's home and Johnny goes for Frostbite while Danny explains him what a core is because dude looks so confused. Then he has to explain what a halfa is and boy, he didn't need another identity crisis.

Jazz arrives in the middle of this, sees his brother giving a Ghost Intensive Course resumed to a strange teenager on the sofa, and postpones her own crisis (because they ARE turning in her parents, damnit) to start damage control.

For when Frostbite comes with a core expert aside, the Fenton parents had already wrapped Jason like a burrito. Jack is seated on the next couch to him with a plate of cookies (from Tucker's dad btw), Maddie is placed beside Jason talking about his time at college, and the three Fenton children are coming down from preparing the guest room.

Turn out his core IS shattering because, for ghosts, that are partially made of it, emotions are highly important. So, experiences like abandonment or betrayal, for example, can cause damage to the core.

The feeling of burning was the energy of his core escaping through leaks. Frostbite tells them that if he hadn't got help now, he probably would have felt a sharp sudden pain in a few days and exploded. Jason almost choke on ecto-rade when he heard that, he was at the edge of his second death and would have been an explosion. Again.

He gets promptly distracted when the other yeti, a lady called Blizzard, inquires that the liquid sensation was probably a sign that he has a water affinity core, and proceeds to explain what core affinities are. He can't help but grin because that sounds just like he will be able to do water bending. What? He died at fifteen, he was allowed to act childish sometimes.

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Anyways, that's all what I have so far. Feel free to add anything.

#dpxdc #The fentons adopting Jason #Who needs a furry when you have a giant sweet engineer and a kickass dictor lady to parent you #And yes #I headcanon Jason as water core #No I'm not explaining now #I have low battery

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ok now that I'm home it's time for my thoughts about vamp!danny (fair warning i've been drinking and it's fucking danny so obviously this shit is gonna be filthy)

so like all I'm thinking about is dating danny and you don't even know that he's a vampire bc he's just not telling you about it bc he really likes you and he doesn't wanna scare you away but obviously that's a massive part of his identity so he tries to slowly introduce you to it by involving kinks like uh... ya know... blood play and at first he's hesitant but there's one time where you accidentally prick your finger on something and he "oh so casually" grabs your hand and licks the blood from your finger, internally screaming at himself to keep taking more and more but still being able to have control bc he doesn't actually want to hurt you but he's observant as fuck and he can see the way your pupils dilate and your breath catches at the sensual way he licks the blood and you can't ignore the way his eyes roll back into his head when he's doing it and you think he's playing it up to be sexy but he actually just thinks you taste so fucking good and he wants more but that's way too much way too soon but he keeps going and maybe he's playfully nipping at your skin one night bc your thighs are just begging to be bitten and he definitely doesn't miss the way you moan at the feeling of his bite so he amps it up and maybe this time he bites harder and draws blood and you're panting and you're not telling him to stop so he doesn't he just licks your skin clean of the blood and finds another place to bite like your hip and your neck and when he gets to your neck you're not even expecting him to bite you because he's leaving wet kisses all over your skin but then he does bite you like properly bites and treats himself to a liiiiittle bit more of your blood than he probably should and you grab onto him, leaving scratch marks down his back, tugging on his curls and he gets lost in the moment and almost forgets himself but he finally pulls away and gently licks up whatever is left before whispering in your ear "you taste absolutely divine, angel." which sends you reeling and I'm gonna stop before i get myself even more worked up

oh my god

#im not even going to add anything #i AM Going to beg you to fully write this #my mouth #is so dry #gvf #danny wagner

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wtpthedemon · 2 years

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Lonely Tim in the archives time

Okay so this is part two of the Timothy Lukas au rant XD An au where Tim gets adopted by Peter lukas when he's around 8. He and Danny were adopted by different people.

Here's the context on how Tim grew up you don't need it for this post as this post is focused on the institute and the archives but it gives some context involving danny ^^

Anyway here's me explaining more of this au XD

Okay so after the incident where Tim saves Danny from the circus, Danny is rightfully scared and terrified. So Tim does his best to comfort his brother but being a lonely avatar that just sacrificed some of the circus' dancers does not make it easy. Danny begins to worry about what's going on since his brother is just a normal person raised in a rich environment right?

The call he gets from a person Tim called grimaldi over the phone didn't help calm his nerves.

So Danny begins to look for more on his brother and begins to worry he got replaced by something supernatural or became a monster in the time they hadn't had contact.

He finds some stuff and urban legends which causes him to become suspicious that Tim has been lying to him. Especially when he learns about the rumours and stories surrounding the Lukas family and specifically the tundra which Tim mentioned was his father's ship. So he ends up joining the magnus institute as a researcher to figure out what's going on despite Tim trying to discourage it.

That's when he find out that Tim is Elias stepson, more reason not to trust Tim added to the pile.

Tim visits and helps the institute out often enough that he's considered an honorary employee of the institute even before Danny joined it. He often brings new artifacts, comes to bring information or a statement giver but he also just visits the institute to see elias.

He's known as Lukas Jr by most people and is seen as a bit weird due to his tendency to talk a lot. When it comes out that Danny and Tim are brothers Danny often apologises for Tim's behaviours.

Still Danny does his best to act normal since he doesn't want Tim to get suspicious of him.

Then Danny gets assigned to be an archival assistant for Jon by elias. Tim is absolutely furious at that when he finds out, immediately going to elias the next day and punsbing him in the face. (@4bsent-damascus made a great one shot about this btw ^^)

After that Tim introduces himself to the archive crew, accidentally talking too much (which danny apologises for, Martin and sasha both don't mind). Jon is annoyed at the interruption so Tim offers to take everyone to lunch in a restaurant he likes. Danny tries to deny since he knows how this ends.

At the restaurant Martin, sasha and Jon realize how expensive this place is and immediately worry that Tim could easily get fired even though Tim just meant it as a friendly gesture and not a powerplay. (Later on they assume he could easily pay to get them fired)

Behind the scenes Tim works to keep Danny and his new friends safe since he cares or him. Martin isn't stuck by Jane as long as in canon although Tim does let her go since elias asked him to do so and he owed elias a favour. Makes sure the table with the not them is extra secure so sasha doesn't get replaced when the worms attack.

Tim still keeps everything about the fears a secret though until Jon compels him since he knows how dangerous it is and doesn't want to hurt the few people he feels like he has genuine connections with besides his dad.

So that's until where I thought about so far

I do have a couple of extra notes though ^^

When Gertrude was the archivist he got along with Michael and Eric sometimes babysat Tim

Gerry and Tim know eachother, Gerry doesn't trust Tim but they don't hate eachother. They could even be called friends.

Elias only finds out about Tim when Peter comes one day with Tim saying he couldn't find a babysitter for him.

That's the au so far ^^ hopefully you liked it

#tma au #tma #the magnus archives #the magnus archives au #tma bugass #lonely tim #jonathan sims #martin blackwood #timothy stoker #peter lukas #danny stoker #elias bouchard #peter you're still a dad #timothy lukas au

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Dark Daniel is soooooo good 😍. If Terry got his way, molded Daniel and brought out the darkness inside the boy, how far would he go? For someone like Terry I imagine he would immediately take Daniel in with him, finding a way to remove him from his old life, convincing Daniel that what he truly needs is Terry’s guidance. After that, Terry continues manipulating and corrupting Daniel, showing him his true potential. Slowly, Daniel would fall comfortably into his new life, seeing his new personality as something he’d simply repressed. He accepts who he is and trusts Terry with his life, ready to give him anything he needs or wants. Terry would definitely put a ring on it once he knew Daniel was fully his, and then get his Danny-boy in bed and corrupt his body further 😏. (Daniel falling into the darker lifestyle has me WEAK. Probably got Terry weak too, irresistible as Daniel is.)

(I love dark! Daniel too. Nothing like imagining the hero or good guy going bad. >3 My mafia AU has a similar beginning that I kind of info dumped on. I'll try not to copy what I did before. But I am 100% always up to talk about dark Daniel headcanons.💀.I maybe went off...)

Terry met Daniel thanks to John. He initially introduced himself under false pretenses. He was supposed to trick the boy then torture him for revenge. But Terry was taken by the boy instantly. At first, his appeal was only skin deep, literally. He was so young and beautiful with chubby cheeks and doe-like brown eyes. It was like something out of Terry’s dreams. Then he spoke, and Daniel almost stunned him into silence, with his adorable accent and kind words. Honestly, everything about the boy screamed innocent, and Terry almost felt bad for what he’d do to him.

But his planned changed once he watched Daniel fight. He had Margaret dig up old footage of the tournament and replayed the tape until his VCR broke. Terry didn’t see this coming. The boy actually had potential. Maybe the most he’s ever seen. His foundation and defense alone would cut his training down by weeks, thanks to the old man most likely. But this Mr. Miyagi was holding him back. If Terry got a hold of him and taught him Cobra Kai, Daniel could be a ten-time karate champion, probably enter the Olympics too.

It was a shame John didn’t try to train him. But Terry didn’t bother calling to ask why. He didn’t tell his former captain the plan was off either. John wouldn’t be very happy to hear it, and he was probably happy in Tahiti. No, Terry moved forward with his new plan, reigning Daniel in by offering to help train him while secretly sicking that Mike Barnes on him. But instead of scaring Daniel when he starts to question the training, Terry simply sushed him and massaged his sore shoulders, whispering everything would be all right. This was what Daniel was meant to be. This was all part of his transition into a stronger, faster, more powerful Daniel. He seemed unsure, and Terry had Mike show up then. But with Terry’s encouragement and no cackling John, Daniel defeated him with a smile.

Then Terry sat Daniel down and convinced him to stick with the training. He didn't even have to enter the tournament. But he promised Mike would go away. Daniel still insisted he leave, muttering something about Mr. Miyagi, and Terry wrapped his arms around, pulling the boy’s back against his chest. Daniel tilted his head to ask what he's doing, but Terry just smiled and kissed him. At first, Daniel thought he joking and pushed him away. Then Terry confessed his feelings. And maybe he exaggerated how much he really cared back then. But Daniel bought what he was selling, said he felt the same way too. It was another reason he wanted to quit. He felt dirty for caring, like it was wrong. But Terry convinced him that night how right it was, how right everything could be.

Everything changed then. Daniel kept training, and Terry asked him to move in. Just temporarily, he told Mr. Miyagi, only until the tournament. But the old man knew somehow. He always did. And that's why Terry had to get Daniel out of there. A few months later, Daniel won the championship under Cobra Kai in his brand new black gi. Terry kissed him in front of everyone while they held the trophy. Mr. Miyagi never showed. Daniel felt betrayed and hurt. Their relationship was never the same after that.

Terry opened up many dojos after the win. Daniel helped him plan the lessons, and he even let the boy include some defense training too. Mr. Miyagi essentially took over the shop, and Daniel visited every now and again. But slowly, the old man became a smaller and smaller part of his life while Terry grew bigger until they were hardly ever separated. Then Dynatox was indicted and sued. The company was in jeopardy, and Daniel stood by his side and supported him. That’s when Terry knew the boy had to be his, permanently. Terry took him on a trip to Japan, his second time there apparently, and proposed to Daniel. Technically, it wasn’t legal yet. But they had a domestic union and invited all their loved ones. Mr. Miyagi never showed.

Daniel grew darker then, and he never went back.

#terry silver x daniel larusso #silverusso #cobra kai #the karate kid 3 #my headcanons #dark daniel #sorry mr miyagi #long post

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Dad Hood - part 12

When Jason wakes up, he is a bit confused. This isn’t his appartement? After a few moments he realizes that he is in his old room in the Manor. Why is he here? Last thing he remember is a fight with Bruce about-

‘Danny!’

Sitting up, Jason looks around him. He is about to leave his bed, when Alfred enters the room.

‘I suggest you get back into bed, master Jason. You gave us quite the scare.’

Alfred explains that Jason collapsed due to stress and Bruce brought both him and the child here.

‘Where is Danny? Is he ok?’

Jason was still worried. Who was looking after Danny while he was recovering? As soon as Jason said this, he noticed Bruce entering the room, Danny on his arm.

‘Good morning Jason. How are you feeling?’

Bruce had been very worried about Jason, so he was very glad that Jason woke up so soon.

‘Hi daddy! Are you feeling better? Grandpa Alfred said you were reeeaaaallyyy tired and had to sleep a lot! Did you sleep well?’

Danny un-clung himself from Bruce and climbed up to Jason, hugging his dad.

‘Hey kiddo. Yeah, I feel much better. How do you like the Manor? Are you getting along with everyone?’

Jason ruffled Danny’s hair. Even feeling so tired, his first instinct was making sure Danny was ok. He didn’t notice Bruce looking very proud.

‘Yeah! It’s great! It’s so big, but not green and gold and ugly! Grandpa Alfred is really nice, like Hobson! And everyone else is really nice too! Uncle Duke bought sunglasses so he could play with me, and auntie Cass let me do her hair, and uncle Damian showed me his penguin-’

‘Excuse me, young master Danny? Could you be so kind as to show me this penguin?’

Alfred took Danny away, as Jason was still very tired and needed sleep. Bruce still needed to talk with Jason after all. And besides, there was a penguin that needed to be removed.

‘Are you alright? You fainted so suddenly?’

Bruce sat down on the bed. He had been very worried seeing his son in that state. Tim had told him there were some issues with how Danny ended up with Jason that caused stress, but also told Bruce to ask Jason about it. Then Tim had opted to forgo coffee and go to bed, so he too must’ve been very stressed and tired. And Bruce wasn’t even going to mention Dick’s condition.

‘Yeah, I’ll be fine. I just had a very stressful 2 weeks. Everything just happened so fast, I barely got time to process anything.’

Jason was already feeling much better than before. Knowing his kid was safe with his family was such a relief.

‘Look, Bruce. I’m sorry for attacking you like that. It’s just-’

Bruce cuts Jason off:

‘You thought I had hidden your child from you and tried to clone him. Tim told me. I felt similair when I first found out about Damian. Just rest, Jason.’

After Bruce leaves, Jason dozes off. Before he truly falls asleep, he hears Dick yelling at Damian that Danny in not ready for sword-training. Jason smiles. Everything would be fine.

Bruce headed to the Bat-cave. As much as he wanted to spend time with his grandson, and god he had a grandson, Batman had work to do. Getting on the Bat-computer, he revisits the case that has been bugging him for days. Where had the Joker escaped too?

When Jason wakes up again, he is feeling much, much better. He really needed that rest. He gets out of bed and heads down to the main living room. There he finds almost the whole family minus Bruce, all doting on Danny.

‘And this is my dog, Titus. You may let him sniff your hand.’

Damian was introducing Titus to Danny, who was very excited. Then Danny noticed Jason.

‘Good morning daddy! Uncle Damian is letting me meet his friend! He is so cute!’

Danny was very happy, and giggled when Titus licked his hand. Duke asked Danny if he likes dogs. Danny answers him with a big grin:

‘Yeah! I have a dog too! Well, he’s not really my dog, but we play a lot! He’s really cute, until he gets angry. Then he gets really big and scary, but he is still a good boy. He’s dead!’

The room gets uncomfortable. Steph wants to ask Jason about this, but he cuts her off.

‘Don’t even ask. I have no idea what he means. Just roll with it.’

Bruce enters the room as well. He looks a bit tired, but perks up upon seeing all his family. He immediately walks over and scoops up Danny.

‘There is my new grandson! How’s the little man doing?’

When Bruce notices Jason is awake, he asks him if he is doing better. Jason waves him off, saying he is fine now that he had… 36 hours of sleep. Turns out he’d been running pretty ragged. Bruce agrees. Dick jokes that Jason didn’t even have the energy to argue with Bruce, earning him a laugh from his other siblings. Danny starts to struggle out of Bruce’s grip, wanting his dad. Bruce puts him down, but is visibly sad about it.

‘Come now, master Bruce. You spend all day with young master Danny yesterday. Let the boy see his dad.’

Alfred scolded Bruce. Bruce had spend nearly all day doting on Danny the day before, happy to have a grandson. He’d actually made his other kids a bit jealous. He only went back to work after Alfred had taken Danny and put him to bed.

‘By the way, B. How is your case going? Did you figure out where the Joker went?’

Dick was curious. Bruce still didn’t know Danny had been there, and Dick intended to keep it that way. But he had still felt weird about it. Why had Joker left without doing anything? He hoped Bruce would know something. Unfortunately, Bruce had to tell him there were no new leads. It was like the clown had gone up in smoke. Seeing that Jason was getting uncomfortable, no doubt because the clown had nearly hurt his kid, Tim decided to change the topic.

‘By the way, Jason. You were sleeping, so you don’t know yet, but tomorrow I’m having some of my friends over at the Manor. All supers, though. Kon, Bart and Cassie wanted to see the Bat-cave.’

Jason gave him a nod, but Danny got confused.

‘What do you mean? Auntie Cass is already here?’

Dick told him that more than one person could have the same name. Aunt Cass and Cassie shared their name, which is why they made sure to always call Tim’s friend ‘Cassie’, and never ‘Cass’. Danny seemed to understand, saying it was just like him and ‘Dani’ with an i! That had started a whole conversation about Danny’s clone. Jason didn’t like Duke’s joke:

‘Wait, Jason, does that make you a grandpa?’

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Don't take me home I'm scared PILOT version

Summary: a new puppet arrived in the neighborhood.

Following the title screen we are presented to the show by Wally Darling opening the door from his house, Home and welcoming the viewers to the neighbourhood. We are then introduced to the rest of the puppets and the theme song: Harry Redd(Red Guy), Robby Duckman(Duck), Barnaby B. Beagle, Julie Joyful, Frank Frankly, Eddie Dear, Poppy Partridge, Howdy Pillar, Sally Starlet, and the absentee Sunny Songbird (only his cardboard cutout is seen). The intro will be a parody of children’s puppet show intros like Sesame Street and The Muppet Show. During all this, a new yellow puppet suddenly appears and falls into the neighbourhood out of nowhere, disrupting the song(by crashing into the title sequence that turns into blocks of letters).

The yellow puppet is very confused about who he is, what going on and why he is in this strange new place, however, he is informed by the other puppets that he wasn't the first, as the other puppets have lost their memories too before teleporting to the neighbourhood (Harry is currently the one who stayed the longest), and also reassures him that he will get used to his new home.

Still confused about this new place he was in, Wally introduced himself to the new yellow puppet before giving him a tour around the neighbourhood where everyone lives and he introduced him to the other puppets. When the yellow puppet couldn’t remember what his name was, Wally showed some power limit and decided to give the yellow puppet a new name, Danny. To help Danny get used to the place, Wally hands him a key before he goes back into Home to do some drawing time. The key sprung back to life and began teaching everyone about homes through song.

Halfway through the song about settling into your new home, an annoyed Robby decides to call it quits and go back to his house because he already heard the same song all over again but gets captured by a bunch of weird-looking, dog-sized ants (who interrupted the song by gruesomely killing the key). Back to the rest of the puppets, Poppy suggests going to check on Sunny with Danny since he is unaware of the newbie's appearance, however, Harry theorises and believes that Sunny may have gone insane from staying too long. Howdy suggested that he, Poppy, Barnaby, Eddie and Danny should go check with Sunny while Harry, Frank, Sally and Julie help save Robby from the ants, which gets Poppy concerned a bit. Barnaby introduces Danny to their houses, but since they are puppets, they don't need to eat, drink, or sleep to live on(Puppets also don’t have genitals so they don’t need to go to the toilet either) and talk about how if a puppet goes insane then "something really bad" will happen to them.

They reach Sunny's house and open the door to see Sunny now horribly disfigured into a horrific giant bloody puppet-monster with thousands of eyes and teeth(the "something real bad" Barnaby mentioned), who attacked Eddie first, the now monstrous Sunny then chases after Danny, Howdy, Poppy and Barnaby. The monster then crashes through the railings and chases an ant next, allowing Danny, Poppy and Barnaby to go and check on Eddie(who is now ripped up in half). Meanwhile Harry, Frank, Sally and Julie find where Robby has gone, which just so happens to be a giant hole in the ground where the anthill is. When Howdy runs into them while trying to escape from the monster, he lies about Sunny being alright and goes with the other puppets through the hole. The five puppets then encounter the giant ant queen, who bizarrely looks like a hybrid of a tarantula and a queen ant. Julie also finds Robby and fails to save him from being devoured by the queen.

Back to Danny, Poppy and Barnaby. Barnaby and Danny talk with Eddie while Poppy patches him up with her backup first aid kit and they conclude that only Wally can help them. While Barnaby and Poppy take care of the wounded Eddie, Danny goes off to find Wally, opening several doors from other houses to randomly surreal rooms while avoiding monster Sunny, before finding Home. He enters the door from Home only to find himself in an empty room full of darkness and a staircase in front of him. Danny began climbing up the staircase.

Back to the nest, the ant Queen expresses her plans to turn anything and everything into all ants like herself and the rest of her nest when Sunny crashes down and begins killing her by slashing her head off, releasing Robby, Julie and allowing the other puppets to escape.

Danny meanwhile still tries to find the end of this endless staircase while climbing, coming across a picture of him climbing the staircase that is displayed hanging on the wall. Finally, he reached the end of this endless staircase which is a room. He opened the door.

Wally was painting an apple in his bedroom when suddenly Danny opened the door to his bedroom. Wally then realizes that Sunny has become corrupted and orders Home to finish him. Home used their tentacles to grab Sunny and violently gobbled him up through the door. After that, Wally apologizes to the puppets for leaving them behind. To make it up, he did a finger snap and a long dinner table holding an appetizing feast appeared out of thin air. Danny is confused as to why they are having a feast here despite being puppets who don’t need to eat. Howdy informed him they can eat and sleep but only for pleasure and relaxation(it helps keep them sane). He also pointed out the food they have is actually imaginary and the “food” vanishes after eating. The episode ends with the puppets having their feast while unaware they are being watched by another puppet named Roy who hid by the trees and staring at them closely.

#au #welcome home #welcome home arg #welcome home puppet show #welcome home au #don’t hug me i’m scared au #don’t hug me i’m scared #don’t hug me I’m scared tv show #dhmis tv series #dhmis tv show #dhmis au #amazing digital circus au #amazing digital circus inspired au #don’t take me home I’m scared au #DTMHIS au

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First Take: Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness - is Marvel having a mid-franchise crisis?

Spoiler free as usual. Because there are other universes which can spoil it for you.

SYNOPSIS: Dr. Stephen Strange casts a forbidden spell that opens the doorway to the multiverse, including alternate versions of himself, whose threat to humanity is too great for the combined forces of Strange, Wong, and Wanda Maximoff.

It can only be that time of year again, when another entry into the esteemed MCU hits cinemas with a vengeance. When Doctor Strange 1 came out in 2016, most critics were united about it being a breath of fresh air compared to previous origin stories. So ‘Lord Feige’ as I shall now call him doubled down, hiring Spider-Man helmer (and pioneer of the ‘video nasty’) Sam Raimi to direct the sequel. Pour a cup of Earl Grey folks, we might be here for some time.

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Raimi’s direction isn’t at fault here, he does manage to deliver a 2 hour 6 minute film that satisfies fans of the comics - especially with how the whole idea of the multiverse is handled. But that script from Michael Waldron felt like it was written very quickly... which it was - the original writer/director Scott Derrickson stepped down in January 2020, citing the old ‘creative differences’ line, and as a result this revised script was created during the lockdown. Add to that a lot of changes to the release date, and it really does feel that Covid got in the way of what Raimi had set out to make, but we’ll get back to that plot a bit later. On cinematography duties is John Mathieson, who does a fantastic job as ever, and returning to work on the score is Raimi’s long-time collaborator Danny Elfman, who does actually utilise cues from the first film (and he does it pretty well).

The cast do also put in some good work, with Benedict Cumberbatch and Elizabeth Olsen continuing their fine form from previous MCU entries (in Olsen’s case, she is one of the main narrative driving forces of the film, and it is highly advised that you watch WandaVision before seeing this movie), with Chiwetel Ejiofor, Benedict Wong and Rachel McAdams also returning to support these two main roles. But undoubtedly the real performance of note is from Xochitl Gomez as America Chaves. Undoubtedly the glue that holds this film together, Gomez feels like the right talent to play a character like this, considering the fact that Marvel put a lot of thought into when exactly would be the right time to introduce her to the overall Phase 4 storyline, and that’s all I can say without spoiling anything.

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But the main fault, and this is a very rare thing for me to launch into a rant about, is the shocking call by the BBFC to classify this at 12a. Obviously I can’t go into too much detail for understandable reasons, but there are moments in this film that will scare and potentially traumatise anyone under the age of 12. It is way darker than any Marvel film that has come out in this era of the comic book movie, and I really don’t say this lightly, this is a full on horror film that snuck through the guidelines uncut. Don’t even think about bringing kids to this film unless you’ve read the guidance provided by the BBFC, because this should have been a 15. No ifs, no buts. Marvel have overstepped the line here, and it might cost them big time.

THE VERDICT

While it is a visually stunning film, the plot, and the dark nature of this one left an incredibly sour taste once the lights came up. I’m still not sold on Phase 4′s direction at this stage, so it really does come down to Taika Waititi’s efforts on Thor later on in the year to convince me - but as it stands, Marvel are going too far, too quickly.

RATING: 3.5/5

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The avengers think phantom is some kind of ancient and eldrich god-like being because he was introduced to them as the Ghost King, and he frequently name drops the Literal God Of Time as a father figure. Would you write them talking to him about something without them knowing/learning about him being a halfa? We all know what a dork danny is but I love the idea of him trying to play Serious and Terrifying Ghost around humans

They all know from experience that gods and other otherworldly beings can come in any shape or form that they so choose, so when Phantom introduces himself (or, is rather introduced to them by the ghost he fought) as the Undead King, nobody bats an eye. After all, they're the Avengers. They've seen weirder shit happen.

But even though it doesn't surprise them to know that despite his small appearance, they can feel the power oozing off of him. He unintentionally exudes it. When he's angry his eyes flash green, and when he's scared or on edge the temperature around them drops dangerously in a couple short seconds.

He arms wrestles with Thor because he thinks it's fun, and almost every time he wins. It's not some show of power, or bending of will, or any kind of intimidation tactic. It's like he's actually a kid who just wants to give the god of thunder a run for his money.

He doesn't flaunt his power by any means, but it still puts most of them on edge. Even Wanda is intimidated. The first time he walked into the common room she just got up and left, looking pale and clammy.

And, well, they have an idea of how actually powerful he is. He is a King after all. He didn't get that title from batting his eyes and asking nicely. Every villain they've faced, ghost or otherwise, has been defeated within minutes. Phantom is brutally efficient, only taking the minimum amount of time necessary to get the job done. When he's in the compound, it's all fun and games, but as soon as they get to the briefing room, his whole demeanor changes. The only thing that consistently stays is his smart mouth. It's in these moments that he looks older than he actually is. They're so used to his young, boyish face that when he becomes serious, he almost looks like a completely different person.

But the whole effect is kind of ruined when they've seen the kid stick his head in a freezer because the summer is too hot. Or when he got his hand stuck in a pringles can and forgot he could just phase through it. Or when he was excited and sometimes forgot to knock in his excitement, instead just phasing through the door or the wall.

He also consistently namedrops the Father of Time like he's talking about his dad, of whom he pointedly does not speak about. Natasha asked about his parents only once, but when the temperature dropped so fast Steve had a panic attack they decided not to bring it up again.

And it's funny-hilarious, even-that this all powerful being, stronger than any god they've ever met, is still so incredibly childish. It becomes easier and easier to forget that when they die, there's a chance Phantom will have rein over their souls. In fact, they don't even think about it as the very real possibility it is.

And seeing this side of him, seeing the childish, joyful, playful antics that he often got up to, was like a breath of fresh air. Sure, he was the King of Ghost, literal all powerful god that even Thor had shied away from at first, but he was still just a kid.

So it's really funny when said kid is trying to be serious outside of the battlefield.

Much to Phantom's growing frustration.

"You know, I could take you all down with a flick of my wrist," Danny told them all seriously. Clint snorted into the glass of water he was drinking from, causing him to choke on it a little. Bruce patted his back, but was giving Phantom a mirthful smile from his spot across the table.

"Awe, did the wittle ghost king miss nap time?" Tony teased. Phantom's eye twitched in annoyance. Next to him, Steve was chuckling.

"Are you gonna call your dad on us?" Natasha asked, ruffling Phantom's hair. Phantom just rolled his eyes and slapped her hands away.

"No way. I can handle my own problems. You guys, in the grand scheme of things, aren't all that powerful." At their laughter, Phantom pressed further. "I'm serious! I'm just saying, if it was me against all of you combined, I would win. It's a logical argument."

"You really think you can go up against Thor and the Hulk and come out winning?" Clint asked, finally getting over his coughing fit.

"I don't think I can," Phantom told him. "I know I can."

Because, in another, darker timeline, he's done it before. But he wasn't going to sour the mood with his own nightmares.

"Oh, pretty cocky for someone so small," Natasha teased.

"I'll have you know I'm quite the average size," Phantom retorted, crossing his arms and sticking his nose in the air.

"It's okay, kid, we all have performance issues," Tony said, grinning like a Cheshire cat.

Phantom sputtered, turning bright green as he blushed at the implications. Steve smacked Tony on the back of the head, ignoring the pained cry that came afterwards as he turned to Phantom.

"We're very sure you can take any of us down in a fight," Steve said placatingly. Almost as if he was talking to a child, bartering desert privileges. "But could you take out Kang the Conqueror by yourself?"

"Yes," Phantom answered immediately. Because, again, he already has. Having Clockwork as a father figure came with its responsibilities as well as its perks.

"Dr. Doom?" Clint asked. Phantom just nodded.

"The entire Fantastic Four, all at once?" Bruce pondered. Phantom again just nodded.

"I'm a ghost, guys. There's nobody I can't take down if I really wanted to."

"What about that giant sentient planet Starlord was talking about last time he visited?" Natasha asked.

"I mean, yeah probably. It would take some work but I could do it."

"Oh, and the Hulk is just small fry?" Clint asked, clearly not believing a word Phantom said. Phantom just shrugged and offered a small nod.

"Yeah, in the grand scheme of things."

Everybody stared at him for an uncomfortable amount of time before simultaneously bursting into laughter once more. Phantom, seemingly getting nowhere with this, just huffed and slumped in his seat.

"He is so cute when he tries to be serious," Wanda said through her reserved chuckles. She was idly stirring the spoon in her tea with her powers.

"I'm not cute," Phantom groaned. "I'm dangerous, and you all need to take me seriously."

The words just caused another chain of laughter.

Phantom could do nothing but throw his hands in the air, exasperated.

Still, he couldn't help but smile.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #avengers #mcu

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