In the canon context, there is something extremely funny about Phantom running around with so much ghost gear from Fentonworks.

I assume the Fentons make enough of a spectacle with their ghost hatred that everyone knows they're out here hunting Phantom for bloodsport. Like there's no uneasy truce or tense partnership going on like the Fentons have not partnered with Phantom in any way. There's not even any chance of a secret partnership because the likes of Jack Fenton would not be able to keep a secret like that.

Which really just leaves the conclusion that Phantom stole all that gear. All of it. Repeatedly. And he's still doing it. He's got some brand new FentonTech-of-the-week every week and he Absolutely is not supposed to have that. Like some raccoon in the trashcan the Fentons can't keep out despite all their broom-swinging and lid locks.

The ghost-net wristwatch that Jack Fenton is parading around with at 10am is on Phantom's wrist by 11am. Jack and Maddie have so many pieces of matching gear but if One piece is missing from One of them you can almost certainly bet it's clipped to Phantom's beltloop somewhere. Sometimes Fenton gear on Jack or Maddie will vanish and then reappear and the best idea anyone has is sometimes Phantom steals too many things and just gives the least fun pieces back.

The other conclusion of course is that one of the Fentons' kids gave it to him, which is also ridiculous considering one of them doesn't even believe in ghosts and the other one is so afraid of them that he practically disappears as soon as one enters a room.

I actually passed away quite a few years ago, but I'm a very private person and never told anybody.

I need your opinions on something real quick.

Light eyes or darker eyes? Light eyes looks cuter and more innocent + show accurate, but dark looks more ghostly and inhuman.

#Damian is picking up Ghost vibes#He is raging its not puberty#No one believes him

"Damian, this better be real fuckin' important." Todd's annoyance was clear in his tone, which Damian supposed was to be expected, as he had awoken Todd by crashing through his window not that long ago. However, Damian still thought that Todd was being unfair, given the obvious urgency of the matter.

Damian sneered at the man following behind him, "Of course it is, Todd. I am not incompetent."

Following his Father's rather painful attempt at a shovel talk the previous night, and Dick's unsubtle attempts to discourage Damian's information gathering that morning, Damian had gone searching for an untainted opinion. He may have to consider drastic action if Drake were truly the only other person in their family to see sense.

Damian came to a halt as they neared the end of the alleyway, holding out a hand to stop Jason and leaning forward just enough to peek around the corner. Damian had Fenton's schedule memorized, and sure enough, he could feel his symptoms start to appear, heart pumping faster and heat rising in his face.

Fenton skipped down the last steps of the stone staircase he'd been descending, bobbing his head to unheard music as he did so, and continued down the sidewalk. Wearing earbuds while traversing the street in Gotham… even without spreading illness, that would be suspicious.

Once he was sure Fenton was not about to unexpectedly look their way, Damian grabbed hold of Todd's jacket sleeve with one sweaty hand to pull him to the mouth of the alley so he too could see.

"There." Damian hissed through his teeth, pointing straight towards their suspect.

Jason saw Danny across the street and froze, every muscle locking into place. He visibly shuddered, and despite the chill that swept through his entire body, beads of sweat began to form on his skin.

They stood there, stuck still, until Daniel Fenton was out of sight.

Todd managed to unstick his teeth and worked his jaw a moment before speaking, a faint tremble in his voice, "Something's wrong with that kid."

Damian's eyes lit up with victorious fire. Vindication!

Ever feel like you belong in another time?

Time travel!

Un Danny más fantasmal. 💀

Not sure if this AU has a name, but I’ve seen lots of people speculating that show canon is just Danny’s perception and that all the ghosts look much scarier to humans. It’s my fav headcanon I wish it had a name

Friday the 13th

I love you, my overly convoluted DP AU that makes no sense to anyone apart from myself...

Moreee jazzy pantttsss

I love her bangs!!

It’s a redraw 🕺

Him!!!

its so funny to me that danny, vlad, and EMBER are the show’s promotional characters

This is how I learned there’s danny phantom funko pops

Its a terrifying scene. The camera angle revealing parts of a science lab straight out of hell. Kitchen knifes and scalpels lay dripping on a table.

On the dissection table- because thats all it could be- lays a small child. Small but noticable gills on the neck, the occasional fleck of scales and webbed fingers mark them as merfolk.

Viewers watch on in horror as the table is bloodied. A steady incision made in the left leg. The Justice League had been contacted but there was no indication they would make it in time to help.

A large Bang! went off in the background of the video, clearly catching the duo off guard. The man turned to his (wife?) with a weird moniter in his hands going off the charts and with an excited yelp they both took off running up the steps that were just barely in frame behind them.

A few long moments later, two teens sneak into the lab. The boy rushed over to unchain their parents 'test subject' while the girl kept watch.

Freshly released limbs had bloody wounds rubbed into the pinned down areas and quiet whispers of empathy were only just picked up by the audio. One of the viewers pointed out that the boy himself had scars in similar places.

The boy picked up the kid and the trio quickly slipped away out of camera view. Soft thuds mark their escape from the house, seemingly unaware of the Livestream their parents were apparently trying to make.

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The story makes international news and leaves everyone on high alert. Government agencies scramble to prove they had no connection to the couple, the GIW undergos mass arrest when their names Maddie and Jack Fenton come up on their payroll. A channel is made to document any sightings of the kids.

The first one is posted after a day. It's security footage from a fast food restaruant. Four teens- the two from before plus a goth and someone named ''Tucker''- along with the comparitively tiny Mer sit in a booth. ''Tucker'' and "Sam'' argue about possible dietary restriction before seemingly ordering one of everything. There is soup, and a burger, the largest cup filled with water they could find in the back, chicken tenders and salad.

When the server goes to deliver everything, the four watch them like hawks, understandable given the previous day.

(Did any of them even know Half the world knew what went down? )

(Did any of them know how Aquaman was taking the news of one of his subjects being injured like that? )

( Did any of them realize that their choice to protect the kid was one of the main reasons war hadn't been declared yet on the human race?)

Jasmine is heard softly encouraging the tiny Mer to eat something, anything and eventually the soup is downed and apparently liked enough that she gets up to order more.

Right before they leave, while under the relative safety of a roof, they swap the bandages wrapped around most of the kids leg and arms and slowly tell them about future plans despite the fact that they probably can't understand the language.

(Jasmine points at a laptop screen filled with a view of the ocean. "We" she circles the group with her pinky "are going there to get you home." The atlantian can't speak english but the way their eyes light up and they relax further into Sams side shows they understand the basic message)

(The sight- of the child definitely scared but trusting them enough to get so close- helps calm the atlantians with access to the internet. Somewhere Aquaman finds himself able to breathe slightly easier.)

doodle i never posted

Danny has found out that he tends to stay awake for weeks, if not months, at a time. However, when he does sleep, he needs to sleep for a way longer time than people sleep. Usually about one or three thousand years.

Clockwork and he figure it has to do with his body starting to absorb the Time Amulet that he shoved into his chest; his core, still growing, started to think that this foreign power source was supposed to be taken in, and has started to do so.

Danny's core is still ice, but it's also adapting the power of the Time Amulet to that; basically, Danny is mostly immune to time shenanigans naturally, and the other side effect is a huge influx of power to his core.

Problem; that is a lot of power, and Danny's body needs a lot of time to rest in ghost form to handle it without destabilizing.

So because he doesn't want to miss living his life with his family, he and Clockwork figure something out.

When he gets sleepy, and it's time for him to Sleep frfr instead of just an 8 hour catnap, Clockwork sends him to a different dimension that works on a different timeframe.

He gets a room especially made, hidden from the denizens of that world, full of never-rotting timeless comforts like pillows and blankets, and he gets to sleep.

They repurpose some of the Skeleton Army he won from Pariah Dark to serve him while he rests; they make sure he's clean, that the sheets and pillows are clean, and that snacks and drinks are available for his brief moments of wakefulness.

In this particular world, however, his sleeping chambers have been found, and he's being worshipped as the god of a cult.

They've carved a hole above his chambers, and for the most part haven't been too obtrusive, so the Skeleton Army lets them keep that hole. The cult has been sending food and treasure down, and since the Skeleton Army's primary purpose is to ensure Danny is well-fed whenever he wakes up and comfortable, they allow this.

Then the cult drops Bart Allen in the sleeping chambers, deliberately angling him so that he lands on Danny's pillow-bed, fully intending to use him to both wake up their sleeping god and be a sacrifice.

By the time Wally gets down there, ready to save Bart and defend him, the Skeleton Army is gently trying to pry the sleeping gods arms off of Bart, who has apparently become a living teddy bear for this thing.

"Uh..."

"I think they're trying to save me? This god likes to cuddle, I guess."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I think he's just super tired. He might let go if you find a good enough replacement."

"Why can't you just phase out?"

"What if I wake him up and he starts searching for me? We gotta find something else he can cuddle with."

So Wally leaves on a quest, darting all over the world and bringing back huge stuffed animals in an attempt to find one that the god will accept as a substitute for Bart.

Bart, meanwhile, is living it up.

The Skeleton Army makes sure he's fed, there's like, a lot of video games that the cult threw down here, and while he is antsy cuz he can't move, at least this is actually the most comfortable bed he's ever been on.

But he is getting kinda bored, and none of the stuffed animals Wally is bringing in are working.

So he texts the Young Justice group chat.

"Look," Kon said, frustrated even as he cooked omelets at the makeshift kitchen Young Justice had managed to drag into their new base. "Look, we have this under control. It's the easiest world saving mission we've ever gotten, and we even have help; these little skeleton dudes? With the name tags? Pretty useful."

As he spoke, he handed one of the skellies, with the nametag reading "Betty", a plate to give to Cassie.

Cassie was in the workout area, whaling on one of the training dummies. Bart and Cissie were playing video games, empty plates next to them already being picked up by skellies. Keli was in the reading corner, curled up on one of the many piles of pillows and close to taking a nap herself. Tim was currently on cuddle duty, and was actually sleeping, curled up against the subject of Kon's conversation, who the skellies had dressed up in the usual very expensive looking loose tunic and pants that were made from like, space or something. Kon didn't know, it was a weird god thing.

Red Tornado was quietly talking to Amethyst and Naomi, very used to everything that was going on with the god thing and not particularly caring about it anymore.

It had taken about two years, but Young Justice had carved out a place for themselves in the best lair they'd ever gotten. They'd run wires to the sleeping god's chambers, carefully set everything up, and taken full advantage of a constantly moving army of servants that required no rest at all.

But the peace of their sanctuary was being disturbed.

Batman and Superman stood on the other side of the crates serving as a kitchen counter, unimpressed.

"We have a schedule, we have backup plans, what more do you want?" Kon asked, whisking another omelet together.

"You've been letting your other members, ones with children, come here to 'help'. You are putting them at risk."

"Don and Oshi love nap times with Briar and playing with the skellies! It gives Anita a break and an excuse to hang out with us!" Kon argued, pointing at the elders with his whisk.

"You...named it Briar?" Batman asked, pained, as raw egg dripped off of his cowl.

"Yeah, after Sleeping Beauty. The Grimm Brothers version, though, cuz Aurora didn't fit."

Superman nodded, looking thoughtful.

"It does fit better, I agree."

"Right?"

"You...named a god." Batman said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "When gods get power from belief. And names are a part of belief."

"Well we needed to call him something, 'the sleeping god' is a mouthful and Rob said it was becoming a name anyways," Kon shrugged, pouring the egg mixture into the pan.

Batman opened his mouth to reply, only to go unnaturally still.

"Yeah. Yeah, he was already getting a name, so we just gave him a shorter one." Kon said, narrowing his eyes at Batman.

"Uh. Uh, Kon?" Superman said, voice unusually quiet.

"Look, I don't care if you think it's a bad idea, we did it, we've been doing it. We...oh hey dude, what's up?" Kon trailed off, noticing a hand resting on his shoulder.

A head of long white hair leaned against him, making an inarticulate sound.

"Ah, I gotcha," Kon nodded, putting down the spatula to reach over and pout a mug of coffee. Greedy pale hands made grabbing motions as he handed it over, then grabbed the spatula again and flipped the omelet to the other side.

"Superboy," Batman breathed, sounding like he was about to go off on another useless argument.

"I appreciate you checking in, really, I do, but we've got this," Kon interrupted, finishing up the omelet and giving it to the still hovering member of his team behind him.

Briar, for his part, hummed in appreciation and sat down on the floor right next to Kon.

"...Look man, there's tables right...over..."

Kon trailed off, finally looking down properly.

Huh.

The sleeping god was awake. And eating an omelet.

...

"There's tables right over there," Kon finished saying, pointing to the tables in question. Screw it; Briar was already awake, and he seemed friendly so far, just bleary and waking up.

"Yeh," Briar mumbled, shoving another piece of omelet into his mouth and pointedly not getting up.

"By the way, do you actually have a name you prefer or do you still wanna be called Briar?" Kon asked, faux-casual as he started making an omelet for himself.

The god paused, swallowing and taking a moment to take a sip of coffee.

Seemed to think.

"...Danny."

"Sure, sounds good. So what are you the god of?"

"Not a god. Shoosh."

"Well alright then, false alarm." Kon said, looking back at Batman and Superman. "He says he's not a god; so everything is fine then."

DpxDc #19

Call of the void.

(shorter than my usual, but a funny thought. Also, little drawing at the end)

Something that Danny wanted to explore together with space, was the ocean.

The thing is: both were terrifying to him, but the thrill of the unknown, the immense voids that nature was capable of...

It was absolutely, existentially dreadful.

He loved it!

He wasn't really afraid of getting lost if he tried to take a stroll around, since he could quickly reach land, so why not try?

It wasn't really his fault that he let himself go!

Danny didn't even realize it was happening, but ectoplasm is a substance that tends to fill space. Between molecules, between atoms, it's everywhere, it's the ambient.

Long story short, he only found out that he had grown to the size of Godzilla when he was casually passing by Atlantis.

He hadn't even noticed the underwater city until he heard screaming coming from below...

Something about a leviathan?

Oohhohohoho I love that art

“Boo.”