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Tfw everyone else is doing such good stuff and you wanna contribute but you don’t have the time and are depressed
Jason: *walks into the manor* Tim: *on the couch* hey Jason, how’s it—wait Jason: *looks over at him* yeah? Tim: is that a DOG Jason: *clearly holding a puppy* no. It’s an extraterrestrial eldrich being. Tim: BRO Jason: *walks into the kitchen, still acting like there is no dog* Alfred: *raises brows* have you adopted a puppy, Master Jason? Unfortunately, there is a rule about animals in the kitchen. As you are aware. Jason: she isn’t an animal. She’s an extraterrestrial eldrich being. Alfred: *stares down at the dog* she looks like a regular dog to me. Jason: fine. I’ll take me and my baby outside. Tim: baby???? He adopted a dog before a child???? I owe Steph ten bucks *from outside* Duke: WHAT IS THAT Jason: a puppy Duke: THAT IS CLEARLY NOT FROM EARTH Tim: Alfred:

Dani who was going swimming in the ectoplasm before being picked up by this 6'3 man: *father's/brother's boyfriend?!*

GUYS. SOMEONE TELL ME HOW I ACCIDENTALLY MADE A DANNY PHANTOM POST

WHAT PART OF THIS IS FANNY PHANTOM

I can’t stop laughing I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT DANNY PHANTOM

LMFAO you used the words “Eldritch being” and the DPxDC fans were summoned

Red Hood held out his now uncovered hand as if to ask for a hand shake. Danny floated a bit closer and reached out with his own gloved finger. He poked into the back of the guy’s hand.

“What are you doing?”

“Dude, what if you’re contagious?”

“Can ghosts get sick?” Nightwing asked.

“There are ghost diseases, yeah.” Danny answered, still poking at Red Hood’s hand. “No ghost antibiotics, though. You just have to tough it out.”

“Is that what I have?”

“No.” Danny said. “You have something easier to fix.”

Danny floated back so that he was eye level with the two taller heroes. He folded his arms across his chest and looked at Red Hood.

“So, like. Is there a private place we could chat?”

“Private?” Nightwing asked. “Why? It isn’t fatal, is it?”

“Uh no? It's just personal. What’s it called Hippo? The doctor thing.”

“Are you talking about HIPAA?” Red Hood asked, sounding confused.

“That’s it!” Danny snapped a finger and pointed at Red Hood. “It’s personal medical info. We are on a rooftop in the middle of the biggest city I’ve ever been in. Do you want to go somewhere private?”

“I uh... No, here is fine.”

"Okay.” Danny said. “Cool then. So, these Lazarus Pits? I’ve never seen one, but I have heard of them from other older ghosts. Except we don’t call them that. They’re relatively common in the zone, but the locations are secret, you have to know someone who knows someone ya know?”

“Well, what are they?”

“Distilleries.”

“What?” Red Hood managed to look absolutely flabbergasted even with the full faced motorcycle helmet covering his head.

“Ghosts can’t eat human food, right? I mean we can, but we don’t taste anything. We don’t have the physical parts to digest human food and enjoy it like we did when we were alive.” Danny explained. “It’s the same thing for things like alcohol and drugs and things. So, a lot of adult ghosts still want to get drunk even though they’re dead. I died before 21 so I wouldn’t know, but like, there’s a desire for it.”

“What does this have to do with the Lazarus Pits?”

"Well, in order to make something we can taste, it has to be made with ectoplasm. Alcohol is not as easy to make as other stuff for ghosts. Alcohol is made using fermentation, right? Well ectoplasm doesn’t really. Do that. I mean ectoplasm is either inert or charged with emotional energy, if it gets charged enough it will form a ghost or spirit or something. It’s basically impossible to like, make ectoplasm ferment without risking your alcohol becoming the ghost of wines past.” Danny said, throwing a joke on the end there. Nightwing gave him a smile while Red Hood managed to glare at him through the full red facemask.

“There are ghosts who have figured out how to force ectoplasm to ferment. They basically invented ghost yeast, a sourdough starter of horror if you will. It takes centuries for ectoplasm to get good enough to be considered drinkable alcohol. So, what an enterprising barkeeping ghost will do is find like, an abandoned cave or something, fill it with ectoplasm dump the ghost yeast in there and leave it alone for like a thousand years to ripen. Then they’ll come back, bottle it up and sell it in the zone.” Danny continued.

"Are you telling me Red Hood is ghost drunk?” Nightwing asked.

“I’m saying he has a yeast infection.”

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spatsula-deactivated20181219

my grandpa saw my gemsona on facebook and now he wants me to draw him a gemsona

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spatsula

he want’s to be an opal!!!!!

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spatsula

 i did a quick one we’ll see what he thinks about it tomorrow!

GEMPA OPAL YAAAAAAH 

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spatsula

AH my twin sister DREW FANART AHAHA!! 

GRAMPS’S REACTION TOMORROW STAY TUNED! 

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spatsula

Here is my grandpa lookin at the post! My sister went over to his house (since I live in a different city) to show him how much you guys love it (and to tell him how cute you think he is!!) I did call them but I wanted my sister to actually show him all the nice tags and how popular he is!

HE also wanted to show you his pug Mordue! They so cute…

He loves it and he’s very happy about how much everyone loved it and so does my mom! Thank you guys so much!!! It really made his day!! He wants to print it out and hang it on the wall so my sister will help with that!

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ofools

thank god for this post

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katiekomics

Always reblog

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disneysmermaids

THAT FIRST SITE IS EVERY WRITER’S DREAM DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I’VE TRIED WRITING SOMETHING AND THOUGHT GOD DAMN IS THERE A SPECIFIC WORD FOR WHAT I’M USING TWO SENTENCES TO DESCRIBE AND JUST GETTING A BUNCH OF SHIT GOOGLE RESULTS

This one’s an always-reblog, because who knows who needs it and hasn’t seen it yet?

Jason: *walks into living room and pauses, looking at tim* uh Tim: *frowns as he looks up from a book* what? Jason: um. Tim: dude. Spit it out. Jason: *still staring* you like that book? Tim: yeah I’m really loving it! It’s a new bestseller, Steph recommended it. It’s a fun fantasy. ‘S got dragons and the romance is nice and Jane Austen-esque. You should read it, it’s right up your alley. Jason: uh. Okay. I’ll, uh, look into it. And, uh, what about the author? Know anything about them? Tim: *frowns* aside from the fact that there’s like, no information about them, no Jason: *chuckles nervously* ah, yeah. Haha.
Jason, later to his editor: hey can we change my pseudonym? I wanna use “Todd Peter” and see how long it takes for my brother to yell at me editor: Jason that’s not how pseudonyms work

I giggled reading the tags so they've got to be reblogged as well lol

Also:

Thanks @magical-awesome-kid for the top tier comment

Drowsy King

DP x DC Prompt

Danny was completely tired, his Ghost King duties, his schoolwork, and avoiding the GIW and his parents have completely exhausted him. He just wants to sleep, but he can't. Things need to be done,and he's the only one who can get them done. Jazz, Sam, and Tucker are looking forward to their futures, and he doesn't want to drag them into his problems more than he already has.

Clockwork, seeing the timeline unfold down a path that will cause the young Halfa to break down and fade away, steps in and proposes an idea that will surely help the young Halfa King with no strings attached (other than Danny gaining others that care for him, no matter what).

Clockwork will send Danny to a new dimension to sleep for as long as he wants whenever he wants. He will also return to his dimension at the time Danny tells Clockwork to bring him back.

Danny had been moved to the dimension Clockwork chose. The room he finds himself in is decorated with elegant yet simple looking decor, but he's not looking at the decor. He immediately flopped onto the bed (which was so very soft and comfortable) and immediately fell asleep, not knowing that he's in an underground chamber Clockwork made for him somewhere that isn't near any big settlements.

Cue someone of the Hero community in the DC world stumbling across Danny as he sleeps during one of his stays in their world just to sleep.

Some research was done on who the sleeping boy is by the Justice League, and then learning that the boy is a deity of all the deities (Clockwork implanting snippets of Danny's life, as Ghost King, across the many time periods of the DC world so he isn't too badly received by the inhabitants), which causes them to freak out a bit, as they learned that if he is woken up before he has gotten his rest, he will cause trouble (Again, Clockwork's doing, but the Time Ghost being a bit of a troll, as the most damage Danny would do is causing the area around his underground chamber to be in a permanent winter storm until he is fully rested, Clockwork even gave Danny some Titles that Danny will gain through the beliefs of the masses in the DC world, Benevolent King of the Dead, Intelligent Craftsman, Bringer of the Ice Age, Origin of Lazarus).

Of course, the Justice League couldn't keep the existence of Danny a secret, and now people have begun to leave offerings to the slumbering God. When Danny eventually wakes up from his slumber, he is surprised to see that there are many things left for him, mainly food, but he's not complaining. After eating most of the food left for him and sending the other stuff that isn't food to his Keep, he is sent back to his home dimension and goes about his life. The people of the DC world await his return, as Clockwork even left behind an explanation on why Danny won't be there at all times. "When the slumbering King awakes, he shall return to his duties of protecting his subjects and return to his chambers to slumber again when he accomplishes his goals"

And then a bad reveal happens. Danny is badly injured and is heading to the one place he knows that he will be safe. The dimension that Clockwork picked out for him to sleep in.

For a moment, the whole world screamed in pain. The gathered members of the Justice League stumbled as the scream echoed even through the cold of space to the Watchtower. The moment seemed to stretch on forever until the scream was just as suddenly silent.

The Justice League scrambled to find what had happened while panic and fear flooded the cities of Earth. The magic users had been hit the hardest, Constantine barely able to stay conscious while Zatanna gazed at the far wall, her eyes unseeing. It took far longer than the leaders of the League would have wanted before reports started flooding in.

The altars to the Sleeping King, the Benevolent King of the Dead, all over the world suddenly filled with blood. Even the Altar that Captain Marvel on the Watchtower overflowed with blood and started dripping across the floor. Superman and Flash raced to the buried resting place of the King, terrified of what could have harmed the King of Gods.

Inside they found the King, just a boy really, covered in bleeding wounds, curled up into a ball, trying to hide the worst injury on his chest. They rush the boy back to the Watchtower, hoping that whatever medical care they can provide can help the Boy King.

DC x DP fanfic Idea: Gotham Gossip

Meta-human rights are a touchy topic in Gotham. While the city is known for Batman's view on them, it's also known for Bruce Wayne's viewpoint.

The Dark Knight did not welcome Metas, while the Light Knight worked tirelessly to employ charities and programs to support Metas. Both men- if Batman was a man- influenced Gotham so intensely that their viewpoints became the face of the public.

Even people outside of Gothman learned what "Are you a Dark pawn or a Light pawn?" meant when it was spoken about during national debates.

When more eyes are put on Danny and on Amity Park, people are quick to draw the connection between Danny and Phantom. He stopped hiding his identity years ago after the GIW was disbanded. His parents supported him and he gained the respect of the entire town. Upon learning that Danny is half ghost, people started assuming that Batman is a ghost and villains attempted to use that against the Bat.

Ghost wards and protection spells (that never actually worked against ghosts) where seen in every evil HQ overnight. Poison Ivy even manages to get her hands on some blood blossoms. Batman, still being human but was dunked in a Lazarus pit several times by the Al Ghouls, was slightly effected by the plants. Damian had a similar reaction, but Jason, who was a true undead almost passed out. Batman had to nip the use of these plants in the bud before they can be used widely and put any of his kids in danger, including the new one he just learned about. Jason was fond of him and though the others won't say it near Bruce, they were all glad that the kid did what they weren't allowed to.

Speaking of Danny, he was surprisingly good at avoiding the contact attempts of both Bruce and Batman. Unfortunately for the Bat, killing the Joker earned him the public's favor and #LeaveTheKidAlone started trending, giving both personas bad press. He needed to fix this.

DC x DP fanfic Idea: Gotham Gossip

Meta-human rights are a touchy topic in Gotham. While the city is known for Batman's view on them, it's also known for Bruce Wayne's viewpoint.

The Dark Knight did not welcome Metas, while the Light Knight worked tirelessly to employ charities and programs to support Metas. Both men- if Batman was a man- influenced Gotham so intensely that their viewpoints became the face of the public.

Even people outside of Gothman learned what "Are you a Dark pawn or a Light pawn?" meant when it was spoken about during national debates.

Jason immediately Google “Could I marry my adopted dad’s biological son?”

Tim * who already stretching is right when they knew that Danny is Bruce’s son*: Yes, yes you can

He say he say it can take out a ring that he has prepare earlier, says: “But you can marry your adopted dad’s biological son if your adopted brother already married to him”

Jason *bring out his guns*: sorry baby bird, but I don’t think you can make it out tonight

Tim: It is clearly that I am more suitable, I has planed to proposes before he killed the Joker, and you only want to propose after he killed the Joker

Jason: Well, you could say what you wanna say, and I’m gonna do what I’m gonna do *he said it as he launching himself at Tim*

Damian *joining the fight*: Fenton already through that he is a excellent brother. So I will not let any of you to take his hand for marriage unless you could win the challenges

Dick *want to start the fight but end up joining it*: is a not really a time to fight, you guys should calm down

Public Relations

Dpxdc Prompt #33

Look, Danny likes Batman.

He lives in Gotham and he doesn't want to die (the rest of the way) so obviously he's a least a little fond of the man and his family. In fact, Danny was a vigilante at one point himself so he knows how much effort the Bat puts into keeping the city safe and has appreciation for him.

He would like the vigilante even more if he didn't have deal with the stupid excuses for every time something happens to the Waynes during their nightlife.

Because Danny, like a fool, took the job of Head of PR at Wayne Enterprises.

Before him, no one had been able to hold the position for more than two weeks without quitting. The only reason Danny's been doing it for a year is because he's a Fenton and Fenton don't quit!

Plus a combination of admiration, coffee, and spite.

After the 5th cover story he had to craft in his first week on the job he comes up with the working theory that Bruce Wayne just wants him to suffer. Maybe the man dug up his past and wants him to die the rest of the way, it honestly might be working.

Danny, despite his bad grades, manages to become...a doctor. A neurosurgeon, specifically.

He's the best in his field, practically a god when it comes to removing tricky tumors that everyone else said were inoperable. What he's doing is using his intangibility to help get at angles he normally would not be able to.

So, I read the Danny is a neurosurgeon bit and you want to know what show I immediately thought of?

Grey's Anatomy.

And I just kinda... lost it at the thought of Danny Fenton being Derek Sheppard aka McDreamy.

DPxDC Prompts #21

A series of circumstances makes Bruce inherit the mantle of the Fright Knight, and with it the Fright Knight's unerring servitude to the malevolent Ghost King. Terrified at the thought of some being having control over him, Bruce creates contingency after contingency to either: break the bond, contain himself, or kill the ghost king. But there's only so much he can prepare for when he's never seen the ghost king, and any information on what the ghost king even is is buried in misinformation or difficult to acquire. Yet all his sources say the same thing: The king is powerful, cruel, and nigh impossible to defeat.

Inevitably, he's summoned by the Ghost King. He's prepared himself for a lot of things, but he wasn't exactly prepared for who he saw on the other side of that summoning circle.

Danny hadn't actually wanted a Fright Knight. The old one had been freed from his servitude to the king when Danny took over. The guy seemed a lot happier just being a spirit of halloween. Picking a ghost to be his eternal servant was not his idea of a good time.

Besides, it wasn't like he couldn't take care of himself! He was a hero! A pretty powerful one to boot, he hadnt lost a fight to a ghost yet.

But the observants had insisted that he *must* have a fright knight. They pushed and pushed and pushed, demanding to know who would be his hero. Getting woken up in the middle of the night by a giant eyeball enough times and the name just fell out.

When they asked if he was certain that a mere human was worthy of such honor Danny got offended enough to Double Down. He was nothing if not stubborn.

In the end he figured that it wouldnt even matter, he would never get hurt enough to instinctively summon the guy, and he would definitely figure out a solution to the whole 'eternal servitude' thing before his new knight kicked the bucket.

It was a perfect, if temporary, solution.

Until it absolutely wasn't.

Being taken by the GIW hadn't been in the plan. His parents being the people who gave him to the GIW? Absolutely not part of the plan. He got thrown in a cell, chained to a device that locked his powers away.

Danny tried to escape, he really did. But the ankle brace drained him to the point of numbness. He was tired and weak and frightened. His friends didn't know where he was. His parents hadn't believed him when he told them he was still their son. Were they even his parents anymore?

The GIW scientists got as far as slicing down his chest before chaos broke out. A huge flash of green light filled the room, blinding everyone. Agents removed their weapons and pointed it at the source of the light. They shouted, ordering the entity to stand down in accordance with the Anti-Ecto Acts. Danny twisted his head as far as he could, fearing the worst. That one of his friends from the zone had come and they were about to get caught too.

Batman stood there in all his glory. Danny's favorite hero when he was a little boy, the one he'd seen on TV and dressed up as when he was 8. He was here! Tears pricked his eyes as he made eye contact with the white glass of the infamous cowl.

"Help me!"

To this day, I think the crack-au with Jason joining Bruce Wayne alike competition for fun and accidentally winning, and this becoming a reason why the whole Batfamily finds out that Jason is alive in the first place, is the funniest version of a fix-it scenario.

Since Hallowe'en had been banned in Gotham for years, local businesses would sponsor a festival, complete with rides and games and a dance floor for when the musicians played.

When it was time for the band to take a short meal and bathroom break, it was Tim's responsibility to host the Bruce Wayne lookalike competition onstage.

Best part? Jason had lost a bet, so he and Bruce were on the stage at the same time. Clark was covering the event, and Bruce had been arguing for months that the Boy Scout needed a better disguise than slouching and wearing glasses. So, to be a petty SOB, Bruce had on a pair of frames identical to Clark's. His shoulders drooped, his gait was slightly slowed down, and he had changed into an ill fitted suit off the rack from a consignment store.

When Jason won 1st place and Bruce got a participation prize (a headshot of Bruce smiling with flirtatious bedroom eyes, autographed by the billionaire himself), the family couldn't stop laughing.

Bruce tried to insist it was rigged but everyone knew better.

(Meanwhile, Harley had joined for grins and giggles, wearing an Elvis Presley wig and a pinstripe Italian three piece suit. She got 3rd.)

Dead or Alive- DC X DP prompt

Tim Drake just watched his friend die.

It was supposed to be a lunch date meeting where they went over clues for cold cases. Danny loved true crime and mysteries but not as much as he loved astrological research. They worked so well together.

They were just going to get coffee and head over to Tim place when the most predictable thing happened.

Kidnappers.

It was always kidnappers. Someone always wanted something from Tim or Bruce so it had to happen once every few months. Tim must have relaxed since Damian was the go-to target these days.

They took both him and Danny because the idiots couldn't tell which was Tim. The description of black hair and blue eyes was all they looked for. Never mind the fact that their hairstyles and textures were different. Also, Danny didn't have blue eyes, he had central heterochromania so his eyes were green and blue. They didn't even have the same face shape. Danny had a softer and warmer eyes and a slightly chipped smile.

Uhg...these people were idiots.

This wasn't supposed to happen.

Danny told them that he was the real Tim Drake. As Tim was making a plan and untie the ropes they dragged Danny away from him.

Tim still had that moment burned into his head.

"It's okay. It's going to be okay. I promise. Just close your eyes." Danny said between staggered breaths as the gun was pressed to his temple.

Then there was a bang...then a thud...and he was gone.

Tim couldn't hear anything other then the blood rushing passed his ear and the sting in his eyes. His heart felt like it last place in a marathon. Too fast and too slow all at once. The world blurred and all he could see were spots of red that dripped to the floor. He might have screamed. He might have cried. He didn't know.

He knew that by the time he got to Danny's side there was to pulse.

The body had to be taken from him.

Bruce had him take a extended break from patrols.

Not once did Tim believe Danny's last words. It was not okay. NOTHING WAS EVER GOING TO BE OKAY!

A week after the incident an entity was spotted flying around Gotham and Tim threw himself into solving the mystery to distract himself. But everything seemed to remind him of Danny. Especially when he finally found the creature and it had Danny's face.

(Inspired by that one Ivan the terrible painting.)

Tim, when faced with an entity wearing his friend’s face, doesn’t know how to react for one reason. No one knew what Jason looked like when he came back. They only know what he looked like after he was put in the pits. I guess Talia knows, and maybe Damian, but would they really tell them his appearance? Operating under the assumption that all they were told, if anything, is “Jason wasn’t himself, he wasn’t all there” then well. This could be what they meant. Or maybe Danny’s body was moved and this entity just borrowed a dead boy’s likeness, either way, Tim is going to go check that casket.

Cut to Tim, benched from patrol, instead of sitting in the manor, is on the batcomputer looking up Danny’s corpse’s whereabouts. The batfamily is concerned.

Tim finds out he’s been officially buried (assuming it’s been at least a few weeks before Tim sees Phantom’s face). Tim does the logical thing and grabs a shovel.

A batfam member finds Tim covered in dirt in Gotham cemetery. When they ask what he’s doing he replies, “digging up Danny’s body. I need to see it.”

The batfam had suspicions about Tim and Danny’s relationship but…this seems extreme, even if they were dating. Cue the batfam trying to help him move on in various ways (Dick tries to help him get a date, Jason brings him to a shooting range, Damian even brings him Alfred the Cat to cuddle with one day.)

Meanwhile Tim, who has found that there was no body in Danny’s casket, is trying to interrogate this glowing entity wearing his boyfriend’s face, but the entity (who calls himself a “ghost”) won’t. Stop. FLIRTING with him! (Does it count as flirting back if that is how your threats/interrogation attempts are being interpreted? If so Tim might be in too deep)

Prompt 339

So erm, Danny might’ve fallen through a portal. And might have no clue where he is right now. 

He fell into an alleyway! Right into a dumpster! Which isn’t the worst thing he’s fallen into but still. Ew. Well, Dad should be able to find him and bring him back home! …Right? 

He shakes out his itchy fur and scales, already impatient and bored in the single alley despite it only being a few minutes. What’s a realms hatchling to do but explore? Well, besides taking care of his shed, but it’s too dry where he is anyway. Maybe he’ll find a lake! 

Hm. He can’t understand what anyone is shouting or freaking out about. It’s like they’ve never seen a dragon or something, geeze! Oh well, he’s on his way to find water, he’s not built for the desert…

Danny and Damian as childhood friends, you say? Clockwork granting Ra's a favour for the excellent care given to his troublesome son? Setting up play dates with Damian as the children are clearly attached? Toddler Damian and Danny shenanigans?

Expanding more on this thought. When Damian is older? He still keeps on contact with Danny. His Dragon shifter best bud from another dimension. Bruce's reaction to Clockwork showing up with Danny and an over night bag? With Damian visibly lighting up in excitement? Followed by the two wandering off without warning? The Clockwork giving the standard list of things to do/avoid with the new child in his care. Excuse him? What the fuck is happening?!?!?

Clockwork is in his toddler form when he drops Danny off. "This is my son, Danny. He's here for his sleepover with Dami."

*holds arm out to present dumpster truck sized dragon next to him*

Damian starts vibrating with glee.

A Smooth Criminal

(A dc x dp prompt)

Danny moved to Gotham after high school. Went to college. Got a degree. Found out the thing he got a degree for wasn’t able to hire him because his vitals looked half dead and he couldn’t just tell them he was in-fact half dead. Danny was never going to be an astronaut. Not only that, he had massive college debt. Well fuck.

So Danny started doing odd jobs until he found a more stable income at a psychic reading service of all places. Obviously Danny couldn’t see the future. So he only took clients that wanted to talk to dead people. Which was something he could do, given he had an object that might have had some ectoplasm on it or one of the ghosts that typically hung out in the shop knew where to find the person the client was looking for. Being that this is Gotham, not many people that die here actually cross over into the Ghost Zone. Danny was going to have to look into that at some point. But for now, it meant he had only ever once had to tell a client he couldn’t help.

Now Danny before coming to Gotham, hated psychics on principle. Most were lying and telling their clients utter bullshit. But his current boss seemed to be different. Her name was Lilith and she was very much legit when it came to precognition. She often would tell him ahead of time if a client was going to be difficult and who to watch out for on certain days. On more than one occasion, one of her warnings saved him from a mugging or kidnapping.

So, Danny learned to like his life as a medium and used the money from his job to pay his rent and pay off his college debt. Lilith paid him well and the shop had enough customers to back it up. His hours were based on appointment most of the time so he had more free time to do other things if he didn’t have many appointments for the day.

The only time that the hours went to an 8 hour shift were when one of them left to go on vacation or visit family. Thats where Lilith was this week. Out of town visiting family. Because of this, the shop’s services were limited to Danny’s medium appointments. The shop almost never had walk ins since it was so busy. The only time it ever really happened was when Lilith was gone. And most of the time it was someone wanting to buy a crystal from the window display. Nothing Danny couldn’t handle.

Except that was until Red Hood walked in, oozing with toxic ecto and a shattered mess of a core, tossed a set of pearls at him and told him to get reading.

Danny tried to help, he did. The pearls were covered in ecto and seemed to be from a tragic event but there was no ghost attached to them. Whoever they belonged to had passed on to the Ghost Zone or wasn’t dead. Danny said as much and asked Red Hood if he knew his core shattered. Danny then offered to help repair it. Red Hood did not like that. Danny got punched in the face. And he did not get paid.

*that night on call with Sam and Tucker*

Danny: And then he punched me in the face! Can you believe that?!

Sam: Given that he is a crime lord? Yeah I can.

Tucker: ….

Danny: Tucker I don’t like your suspicious silence.

Tucker: *starts giggling mischievously*

Sam: Tucker what are you doing?

Danny: Tuck-

Tucker: So what you’re saying is that- you’ve been hit by, you’ve been STRUCK by- a smooth criminal. *starts playing Smooth Criminal by Micheal Jackson except the name Annie has been edited to the name Danny*

Danny: I hate you so much

Sam: *laughing hysterically*

Tucker: *singing* Danny are you okay? Are you okay Danny?

Danny: *looks into the metaphorical camera like Jim from the office*

Red Hood: *nearly falls off the fire escape he was using to spy when the guy from the psychic shop looks right at him*

Several days later Red Robin comes in and begins to interrogate Danny on what he did to Red Hood

Danny, who spends most of his time talking to ghosts, ghost adjacents, or Lithium, and therefore has forgotten what's common knowledge: I just wanted to see if I could help with his shattered core, looks like when he came back he didn't get enough clean ecto and it hurt him. Didn't mean to offend him

Tim, Taking notes: Whats ectoplasm, and when you say he came back what do you mean?

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