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kleefkruid · 2 days

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tells me to read all these tattoo books, then calls me a nerd when I'm infodumping about Nepalese tattoos on my instagram stories 😤

#daily life #danny

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da-owo · 5 days

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danny fits , anyways take some doodles that turned into thier own pieces haha

#danny phantom #danny phantom fanart #danny #danny fenton

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chapteronthewall · 6 months

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have you considered taking up mine band？🎸⚡️

#danny fenton #danny phantom #my art #danny #doodle

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elenamegi · 2 months

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Reposting old DP art (ghost king AU) like him being summoned

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#danny phantom art #dp #Danny #phantom #danny phantom #elenamegi #anime #my art #old art #danny fenton

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metalatias5 · 9 months

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I'm calling this the Ghost Vision AU

dunno if an AU like this exists yet or not, but if it hasn't existed yet, it does now

Basically, all ghosts, including halfas like Danny, see and hear all things ghostly the way they're depicted in the series, while to regular humans they appear a lot more.. ghostly, spooky and unsettling

#Danny Phantom #DP #DP AU #Ghost Vision AU #Danny #sam manson #tucker foley #Meta #MetaTheTrifox #MetaLatias #MetaLatias5

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peochtxt · 5 months

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#danny phantom #danny #phantom #danny phantom fanart #fanart

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tinyspectre · 6 months

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Gotta be alert, even when you’re amongst the stars

#danny phantom #dp #danny #ghost danny #phanart #phandom #spectres art #I’m really happy with this style! Just dunno if I’d be able to replicate it again #Also got to play with brushes so that was fun #May or may not be addicted to sparkles #I blame my job lmao

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sorensouls · 1 year

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"I'd stay away from Fenton if I were you"

#my art #danny phantom #fanart #sketch #phandom #danny fenton #danny phantom fanart #danny

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sleepingdead96 · 1 month

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Prepared for Anything Pt. 2

Part 3, MasterPost

Gotham was a terrible place to live.

It was great.

People weren’t overly friendly or familiar with people they didn’t know, meaning they paid Danny no mind. No one mentioned he had fangs. No one commented on his slightly pointed ears. And no one questioned his strange ability to ward off muggers and would be criminals without even having to speak to them. His ghost aura came in handy sometimes.

It also mean that rent was dirt cheap. Especially in Crime Alley where Danny had taken up residence. It was made even cheaper by the fact that Danny didn't need heating with his ghostly physiology. It cut a lot down on bills. Not that it really mattered much. As Ghost King, he had an abundance of funds that he wasn’t sure he could dry it up within fifty lifetimes, let alone his one. However immortal it was.

The downside was the old wiring. Leaving him here. Eating Mac and cheese out of the pot he’d been cooking up as he watched the fire flicker and smoke plume out the windows.

Now, Danny hadn’t been planning to flee his apartment, it’s not like he woulda been in any danger, but his neighbour, some guy named Jason, had gone door to door, ensuring everyone was following the fire drills that children learned in elementary school which were ultimately incredibly flawed. Who really believed that an entire school of children would stay calm and collected during an actual fire?

Jason was nowhere to be seen now, though. Danny wondered if he was okay, but that guy currently helping a family out onto a fire escape, Red Bird. . .Red Helmet or something, would probably make sure he was. He was apparently a crime lord, but a good one?. . . .

. . .

Gotham was weird.

Just as the red guy and the family reached the ground, a scream for help called from the second top floor. They sounded young. Danny looked up to see a little girl at a window and flames raging too close for her to go anywhere.

Well. . . that was concerning. Who had left such a young kid unattended?

Red Dude was dashing out to the front of the building to get his bearings, looking for a way up. He wouldn’t be able to reach the girl using the fire escape. Danny took another bite of his Mac and Cheese, watching as the man’s grapple gun jammed.

Danny heaved a deep sigh.

He supposed he would have to get involved.

Leaving the crowd of tenants that had huddled on the sidewalk, Danny trudged back across the street and into an alley. He went far enough that no one would see him and opened a portal. With one hand, he reached in, found purchase on his quarry, and turned away to drag the ladder out and behind him.

Danny found Trigger-Happy-Dude starting to scale the building. Danny interrupted him before he got too far.

He belatedly wondered where the fire-fighters and cops were.

“Oh, hey, look what I randomly found in that alley.”

Red Dude paused to look at him. Looked at the ladder trailing behind Danny.

“It’s a ladder.” Danny raised it slightly from his lazy hold, noting how much he felt like he was giving an infomercial right now. “Pretty long, huh? Long enough to reach that floor, I bet.” Danny added helpfully with an encouraging nod. “How fortuitous.”

The Red Dude was quick to drop down and take it from him, but stared at Danny the whole time as if was abnormally weird.

Which was rude. Danny was just abnormal, thank you very much.

“Uhh. . .good work.” Red Dude said, setting up the ladder with Danny’s help. The vigilante tested it for stability.

Danny scoffed. As if he would purposefully tamper with it.

Which wasn’t too far-fetched in this city.

Red Dude deemed it acceptable. “Hold it steady for me, would ya?”

Danny nodded.

The man climbed up and Danny held both sides, pouting down at his pot of Mac and Cheese he’d had to set aside for the moment.

Ah, the sacrifices he makes.

Across the street, there were a multitude of cheers as Red Dude reached the little girl and settled her on his front like a backwards piggy-back hold.

Danny stepped aside when Red reached the bottom to pick his pot back up.

Sirens cut into the roar of flames above their heads and the loud call of the tenants that had lasted rather short, a few half-hearted cheers dying on the wind.

It was the middle of the night. Everyone was tired.

The mother of the little girl ran up to take her child and flagged down the first paramedic to arrive on the scene.

Danny returned his gaze to Red Dude who equally eyed him. Or at least, Danny assumed. His head was facing him.

“You’re that guy who punched out Joker.”

Danny paused with his fork halfway to his mouth. He slowly brought it the rest of the way. “How’d you know about that?”

“Cameras.” Hood tapped his helmet with a finger. “I saw RR and Robin’s video feed.”

Danny hummed, nodding along as he chewed. He wasn’t terribly concerned. Danny was just a random guy that happened to punch another random guy. It probably happened all the time in a place like Gotham. There was no need for further investigation into who Danny was. The vigilantes had probably forgotten all about him until this instant.

Red Dude looked at his pot. “That’s what you’re eating?” He said, somehow conveying judgement through the modulator.

“Yep.” Danny took another bite. After a moment of contemplation, he left the fork in his mouth to produce another from his hoodie pocket. He held it out to Red Dude. “Mac and Cheese?”

The dude leaned back slightly and his crossed arms gave the impression he was offended. “You just carry forks around in your pockets?”

Danny shrugged. “Ah, ya know, never leave home without a back-up fork.”

Red Dude considered him for another moment and Danny thought he’d decline. But then, he shrugged, his stance relaxing somewhat. “Sure.” He accepted the fork.

#Danny #danny phantom #Danny fenton #Red Hood #jason todd #dpxdc fanfic #crossover fic #dimension travel #I'm having fun #this fic is nonsense and I don't care

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nerdpoe · 8 months

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Batman goes into the Infinite Realms to speak with the dead Lord of Time-he leaves with more than he realizes.

He feels...off. Hungrier than normal. Moodier.

If he's not in Gotham he actually starts to feel faint.

But if he's fighting crime in Gotham he tires more easily, like he's doing three times the amount of work than normal.

And then there's feeling like the city itself is...helping him?

Arkham hasn't been more secure. Joker keeps trying to escape but every attempt is foiled. Major players can't do big schemes, as something always goes wrong.

Harley catches up to him one day as he's catching his breath, and eyeballs him.

"...Huh. You too huh?"

Batman doesn't understand.

"Like with Canary. Like with me. Didn't know you was trans, but I guess it's your turn to be up the duff."

Batman wishes he still didn't understand.

But he'd gone to an impossible place before this happened, and he calls up the closest magic user he can.

And yup.

In his chest, there's three Cores-the integral heart of a being from the Infinite Realms.

Zatanna says that they're gathering strength, energy; enough to manifest physical forms.

The triplets are due in two months. Apparently, they'll just pop into existence in front of him.

Batman...is actually prepared, this was contingency 74-51-A-2.84. He has contingencies for everything.

It's amazing how few people understand that.