hand on my stupid heart flashbacks
this is a No One Knows AU & Full Hazmat AU where Danny ended up in the Ghost Zone & didn't go back into the human world initially because he thought he was dead. by the time he realized he is, in fact, at least half alive, he'd already been missing for at least 2 weeks.
will probs never finish homsh sorry. i wrote this a couple years ago in a haze & just haven't been able to finish it because i can't replicate the style, which i find is what i love about this fic the most. it wouldn't be the same without it.
posting the flashback introsーwhich are meant to be read between chapters/the actual plot, starting after chapter 1ーcuz fuck it. excuse typos & shit, i never properly edited it, as i forgot it existed immediately after i wrote it
original description of homsh: Danny Fenton has officially been missing for over a year. Maddie & Jack Fenton refuse to give up on their son. Sick and tired of the police running them in circles, and the case getting colder by the day, the Fentons turn to their last resortーPhantom.
800~ words (full unfinished fic is 20k~)
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When Danny woke up surrounded by thick, green fog, and couldn’t breathe without swallowing heavy air that was more like water than anything, he was sure he was dead. The portal glowed behind him, illuminating the pitch darkness around him in soft, yellow, warm light.
He almost went back.
Almost.
He was dead. His parents were ghost hunters. They had drilled into his head from the moment he was born that he could never, ever panic in death. That he would accept it. That he would not be scared. So he would be prepared to be brave in the face of death and would not become a ghost.
He panicked. He did not accept it. He was terrified. And so he woke up in the Ghost Zone.
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Danny went back through the portal when he saw some ectopuses acting… strange. Like they had an idea in their heads. Like they had a plan.
Which was weird, with animal ghosts. He had only been in the Ghost Zoneーmom and dad called it that, he rememberedーfor a couple weeks. Or, he had already been there for two weeks. Or maybe time worked differently and he was there five minutes, or four years orー
The ectopuses went through the portal and, despite everything, Danny went after them.
While he was busy reeling at being home, the ectopuses immediately attacked dad. Danny was horrified. Jack was overwhelmed. Danny stepped in, in a moment fueled by sheer adrenaline and stupidity, snatching a Fenton Thermos™ off a shelf and releasing his shaky invisibility. The ectopuses didn’t stand a chance. And when they were safely in the Thermos, he slowly turned around to dad, ready for the confrontation. Ready for the “what happened to you?” and the “where have you been?” and the “we’ve missed you”.
Dad scrambled to shoot at him.
Danny fled.
His parents didn’t recognize him.
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The Lunch Lady attacked when Danny was mourning Halloween.
He’d waited all year. He made a costume that summer. He wouldn’t get to go trick or treating with Sam and Tucker this year. Or any year. For the rest of his lifeーor existence. Whatever.
The Lunch Lady appeared in the school and demanded in straight fury, “Who changed the menu?”
Everyone pointed at Sam.
Danny hadn’t known just how powerful ghosts could be. His parents never told him the specifics. Just that they were dangerous.
This ghost grew and her aura hit him like a hurricane, almost physically pushing him back. It was so strong that the students in the Casper High cafeteria seemed to feel it too.
The Lunch Lady was a much harder opponent than the ectopuses. She levitated meat. She used it as a weapon, and seemed to bring it back to life. She created weird meat creatures that grew sharp teeth and claws out of bones. They were mindless, attacking everything that got too close to the ghost. Danny would have run away without hesitation, if Sam hadn’t been in the crossfire.
Danny fought the Lunch Lady. It was a long struggle, but he caught her in the thermos after over an hour. When he turned to Sam and Tuckerーboth of whom he had to save due to Tucker trying to jump into the fightーall three of them bloody and bruised, he cringed. But a part of him hoped. Desperately.
Surely they would know him on sight.
“Wh-what are you?” Sam gasped at him finally.
Danny flinched as if she had struck him. “J-just… your friendly neighbourhood phantom.”
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Danny didn’t know what possessed him. Oh. Pun not intended.
He just barely caught the Fentons leaving in the GAV, dragging suitcases behind them. He couldn’t help himself. What on Earth were they doing?
They were going to Vlad Master’s mansion for their college reunion.
It was a whole thing. But something was off. Besides all the adults reminiscing about the 80’s.
Danny sensed ghosts immediately but he couldn’t see anything. Unfortunately for him, Vlad could also sense him. It was two days of Danny staying invisible, and Vladーthe halfa? Is that what Danny is?ーtrying to kill Jack. Somehow, Danny managed to fight off Vlad, not turn back, and without the Fentons getting hurt. His secret intact.
VladーPlasmius, also learned about Phantom. And Vlad hated him. The manーghostーwhatever, seemed to only care about one thingーpossession. Of money. Of things. Of people. He was more ghost than Danny had ever seen. Vlad’s obsession was overwhelming.
Danny couldn’t believe someone so much like himself could be so disturbing.
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IM OKAY W SPOILERS I WANNA KNOW WHO THE GUITARIST WAS
EHEHEHEHE!!!
major rm!spoiler under the cut bc i <3 Professor Chaos.
it is indeed, my friends who guessed correctly,...
scott malkinson with a lisp and diabetes ;)
aaaaAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARE WE SCREAMIIIIIN!!!!
SCOTTTYYY!!!
like!!! okay perhaps, again, this is not Groundbreaking because i had some people guess it ( i will say my comments section was Divided ) but i did also say that it wasn't groundbreaking that stan knew who kyle was and every1 was like *ravenstan vc* NO ME DIGAAAS NINA!!!
but yes, yes, yes, the old cd guitarist was Scott <3 and tbh, at first, i was like...hm, is this a bad idea? is this too much sensitive info? but i rationalized this Dubious choice by thinking like...if i were Uphating my Actual Fanfic rn, you would all have access to this info already. like this would be common knowledge to you and because i am using this blog as my way to share my story with you and i'm not really writing rn...this feels right to me. ( definitely earned it, ily 4 waiting )
with that in mind, you are welcome to ask me anything you like about scott and the cd boys...within reason. if i can't answer a certain part of a question or an ask because of a major spoiler involving a character that we don't know yet or if it deals with some part of 1 or 2 and the raven past that i shouldn't share yet, i'll let you know.
but fire away my friends! all i ask is that in your qs you call my son something that Isn't His Name or The Ex CD Guitarist at least for today/24 hrs so people who don't want that spoiler can avoid it.
god, tho...that was so freeing for me THAT WAS KILLING ME. when i tell you that this fanfiction is my Baby and i love it so much, but its not compatible w/ me as a writer because i am super detail oriented and i am really bad at keeping secrets? lmaoooooooo I'M SORRY!!!
if i spoil the whole fic on here eventually...Soz Besties!!!
aNYWAYS!!! i hope this thrills you <3
-uncle nina, serial fanfic spoiler
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luv my grandma but she 1 talks fast af 2 doesnt enunciate well any more 3 Never Ever Ever says what she means 4 always assumes you have more information than you actually do so most of my family just kind of smiles and nods along w her but i hate doing that so i focus all of my energy into a laser beam and try so hard to have coherent conversation and succeed mostly and i am kind of her favorite. spent all day with her baking pecan pie cookies yesterday and the Amount of energy i have expended. fucking immense. i LOVE my grandma but i have to play fucking sherlock holmes to figure out what she is trying to communicate all of the goddamn time. she keeps asking leading questions that are not even really very leading in order to communicate her opinions im fighting for my life grandma please god speak regular english. anyway i used up all my power and today i feel like a piece of damp rag
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