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Danny and Batblob
I figured I may as well draw this since I had the idea for like, the longest time. Lemme know what you guys think about this art style compared to my post that I'm linking below the DP and Batblob art!
Oh but Imagine Where this could Go!! Picture this:
For Some Reason, Danny is in Gotham (Maybe his Parents Dragged him and Jazz to a Ghost/Tech Convention, Maybe Jazz Started Attending Gotham Uni/Working at Arkham, Maybe he’s there to Help the Spirit of Gotham Regain some Energy, Maybe he’s there to Fix/Get Rid of the Lazarus Pit Beneath Gotham (that’s a thing right?), Maybe he’s just on Vacation, whatever) and he Runs into Jason.
They do the Spiderman Pointing meme cause “Hey you’re Dead!” And for Jason the Pit has Calmed down to the point of almost being Gone and it’s the Best he’s felt in Years while for Danny it’s like hearing a Baby Crying cause Jason’s Core is So Young/Unfinished/Deformed/Corrupted.
So they go to one of Jason’s Safehouses, and Danny opens a Portal and Calls on one of his New Kryptonian Guards, let’s call him Qyv-Ral (pulled from this Generator), and Asks him to Escort Jason to Frostbite in the Far Frozen for Healing. He Also Tells him that he can Contact Danny to come back here and Open the Portal for their Return once Jason is Healed (how exactly is Writers Choice idk atm). Danny would have Gone With them but he has Something to do in Gotham. All Parties agree, the Portal is Opened, Jason and Qyv-Ral Go Through, Danny Closes the Portal, and the Goes about his Day. Bonus Points for if they Never Refer to Danny by Any Name, except for the Very End where Qyv-Ral says something along the lines of “Farewell my King”. Bonus Bonus Points for Danny sounding very Menacing out of context.
Meanwhile Superman, who has been Listening in since he heard the name of the Kryptonian Guard, is Very Stressed because Who is Letting The Worst of the Worst Kryptonian Criminals Loose on Earth? He Immediately Calls Batman because this is Happening in Gotham of all places and The Bat is Immediately on Red Alert. He contacts All the Birds. Cue Panic when Red Hood Doesn’t Respond, no matter who calls (he usually at least responds to Babs or Dick Sometimes). The Bats come to The Only Possibel Conclusion: Jason has been Kidnapped by this new “King” of the Criminal Kryptonians (they are Wrong. In his Excitement to be Rid of the Pit Madness once and For All, Jason just didn’t think to Tell Anyone what was going on, adding to the Belief that he’s been Kidnapped by a Rouge Kryptonian haha oops)
That’s all I’ve got. I could see this being Either Anger Management (Jazz/Jason) Or Reddead (Danny/Jason) depending on how it gets written out if someone chooses to do so. Speaking of Which, Feel Free to Continue this!!! Just Tag me when you do cause I wanna see how this goes!! Especially if you take it to AO3!
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Right, let's see... So, King Danny gets some housing complaints, some ghosts really are just spamming claims over non-ghost beings bothering them near their homes. So as the peacemaker he is, Danny simply goes there, a weird region of the Ghost zone really, they even named it differently because it wasn't green (among other odd quirks). He did find fun in the irony of it being called the "Phantom Zone". Anywho, the non-ghost beings there are obviously all the dangers the Justice League just doesn't deal with and dumps in that dimension. Staying in the Phantom zone for long enough (I'd say maybe a week) is sufficient enough for these beings to be considered "Infinite Realms" subjects despite not being dead. Like immigration or whatever. Dany, empathic enough due to the whole "stand out" and "odd ones out" mentality, takes all of them under his wing and in short adds them to his royal guard or other similar posts regarding their strengths.
So in short, you could say Danny was wrapped and gifted a bunch of Kryptonian soldiers for his already overpowered army.
May I add that the mentally deteriorating effects of the Phantom Region (as I'm calling it now) would probably affect the Kryptonians enough to view Danny as a divine savior after he pulled them out of madness and gave them purpose again? So they're probably very intense about their new positions and don't want to disappoint their king and grace in the slightest.
~Prompt~
Lady Gotham collects curses like one would collect Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh cards.
Like, she literally buys them of off people. She also offers to trade rare curses for one's she has in excess. Tho, no one takes her up on those offers, which she considers very odd (she's completely clueless that people don't collect curses like post stamps, and she finds it odd that no one wants to trade with her [:(] ).
She keeps them in the form of little cards with all the accompanying stats like attack power, effectiveness, energy cost, evil etc. (They are written in units of measurement only she understands)
ANYWAYS- When Danny need a curse to actually tech Vlad a lesson this time (and maybe something for the GIW) he goes to Lady Gotham to ask her if she has anything that fits his needs. She immediately pulls out 16 different decks of curses.
Danny always jokingly said his luck was cursed, so he offers it up in jest. Lady Gotham immediately slides the 16 ridiculously large decks of curses to Danny and apologizes "I'm sorry I don't have any more, if I knew you where going to offer up such an powerful curse, I would have prepared even more."
Danny ends up picking like 3 very funny and very lesson inducing curses and leaves, somewhat shocked but happy anyway, while Lady Gotham fades away with a smile (She is happy someone finally traded with her)
Meanwhile, on a nearby building Red Hood stares at the spot where the exchange he just witnessed took place, very incredulous and somewhat spooked.
As he goes to rub his eyes, he is completely unaware that he does so trough his helmet, he is also unaware of the rumbling coming from his chest. The Fenton Luck Curse starts striking.
-Prompt-
Danny has HAD IT with the Observers!
They just don't know when to give up! Insult after insult and defamation attempt without stop! Assassination attempts at basically every hour of both day and night! SERIOUSLY! Danny can swear upon the stars that he knows the whole hitman population of the entire Ghost Zone up to their mothers.
On top of the fact that he hadn't slept for a whole week because of the assassins (Thankfully they stopped coming after he defeated literally ALL of the hitmen in the INFINITE-REALMS, which, might he remind you, are infinite.) He now discovered that the floating snots (read: Observers) are holding Clockwork hostage by his core.
When he tells you the Ring Of Rage cracked, he isn't joking. He is angrier then the literall embodiment of the concept of rage.
So, he steps trough the portal and snaps his fingers, and the entire Ghost Zone is punged into a very dark night.
The fact that the GZ isn't supposed to have a day/night cycle isn't noticed by anyone under Ancient power level. Said Ancients basically react like this:
[Insert ancient of choice]: *Steps out onto their balcony holding a mug of their prefered beverage* "Hmm" *narrows eyes* 'sluurrrpp' "Nope! I dont see anything strange" steps back inside *whispers* "I'm not nearly old enough for this"
So, the Ghost zone is plunged into night with no one seeing anything wrong with it. And when it does finally turn to day and people finally do realize that there wasn't supposed to be a night, its already too late.
The lair of the Observers is reduced to a field of debris and dust. The only trace of their existence is the occasional scream emanating form Phantom Keep-
[Ahh! Papercut!
My Eye! Existance is pain!
I'll get you bac-- *Sound of a heavy pile of paperwork being dumped onto someone]
And if someone sees Clockwork taking a stroll trough the palace gardens?--No they didn't. I don't know what you're talking about! I didn't see anything, I swear!.
This Post inspired this. (I may have developed reblogophobia)
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The stars shined brightly through the window as he leaned against it. His soft green glow masked by the space themed night lights.
'It's been such a long time since my thoughts have been so clear' he mused, 'I guess millennia alone do take a toll on the mind.'
'Last time my thoughts weren't muddled by anger and power lust, was... was when she..' an exhausted, self depricating sigh escaped his lips. 'I'm such a fool. She was just trying to calm me down, and I let that trice dammed ring take hold! I banished my dear wife from the relams and I can't believe it took me three thousand years to remember!!'
A soft snore brought him out of his mind. Casting his gaze on the occupant of the bed he smirked ever so slightly. 'To think this child was capable of defeating me. It's honestly both impressive and very worrying.' He relaxed his body a bit 'And now he is to be crowned High King...'
"Hmm..." He tilted his to the side 'Black hair, blue eyes... My dear Gotham would have loved him. I just hope she can forgive me one day.'
Pushing against the window he got to his feet. 'That settles it, I'll take him as my heir... Huh, I guess not only her knights got Gotham's adoption problem...' He shakes his head 'Nevermind that, I'll make sure he can live, grow and learn without trouble or worry untill he is ready for the throne.'
Raising his hand he does a gesture that is physically impossible for the anatomy of the human appendage, and with a puff of green smoke a floating eyeball appears spontaneously. Quickly grabbing what stands for its throath to make sure it doesn't make a sound, he stands to his full height and looks it straight in the pupil. Once its quivering in fear, and he is certainly it understands its situation, he slowly passes it a note.
The Observer looks at the note then slowly, fearfully, back at The Curent High King, Pariah Dark, who is staring back at him sporting Danny Phantom's patented (as in, he literally filled a pattent) little shit™️ smirk. After reluctantly receiving the note, he is then forcefully banished back to the zone. The "Don't do something you will regret." Phariah mouthed at him sending him into a fit of shivers.
As the green smoke dissipated, he turned towards the bird rack in the corner 'Well, I better go to "sleep" as well, there is lot of work to do tomorrow.' As his body morphed and black fathers replaced green skin he thought "I should get young Danny to rescind my beloved's exile.'
Talons tightly gripping the wooden stand, he turned his beak twords the stars beyond the window 'Truly a bitter feeling this is. Then again, I suppose it is expected of medicine to be bitter, because this is medicine... I am healing after all.'
And with an imperceptible nod of his featherd head, the curtains closed tightly.
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Bash supes mood go!
-Prompt-
*Insert view of the watchtower* *cartoon zoom in to inside*
Hal Jordon just arrested a yellow lantern hanging around earth. Passing by the meeting room on the way to the holding area, Hal barely has time to notice the yellow core member depower when the ring flies away, both parties looking shocked.
Pan to the meeting room. Batman is, as always, sulking in a corner, Superman is scolding Connor. Phantom is chatting with Wonder Woman at the end of the table.
Out of nowhere, Superman is stopped mid sentence by a yellow light hovering in front of his face.
[Kal-El, you have the power to cause great fear]
Suddenly, it gets cut off by a great *snap*. Everyone turns to look at the sound, only to see Phantom, still seated but his head is now turned 180° starring straight at the ring. His eyes drift to Connor, the to supes, and finally back to the ring.
In an instant, Danny replaces the ring, floating between superman and Connor. With a mighty 'thunk' it (the ring) turns to dust against the reinforced far wall of the room.
Holding superman by the throat, Danny's face turns to a grimace, his mouth becomes what can only be described as a pit of living sawblades.
Whit a voice like pressure washing a chalkboard with glass dust in slow-motion, he shouts:
"LiStEn hERe YOU LitTLE shiIT! I wiILL sHOVEe the REmaINS of KrYPTon so FAr up yOUr asS, you'll NEver seE YOur POWers agAIN!!"
So, to continue this:
■Gotham■
The city has basically turned into a free for all arena between:
Old mafia families (To capture the Joker for their leaders)
Red Hood
The batfam-1 (To capture the Joker for Jason)
Batman (He, himself is not quite sure what he is trying to do)
A couple of rogues (Ivy, Harley, Mr.Freze, etc.)
Jonh Constantine (This little shit wants to piss hell [and the rest of the supernatural] off even more by getting away)
Deadshot (An easy way out, might even get to hang out with his doughter)
The Church (It's a CRUSADE!)
And finally Jack and Maddie Fenton, who feel like they have to atone for what the have done to their sweet little boy.
Oh, and Jazz is also there to make sure that the Joker stays dead after everyone is done with him.
So the city is in an Almost total state of chaos, vigilanties and mercenaries prowling and jumping between rooftops, mafia families and goons on every street and alleyway. A church mob (complet with crosses, torches and pitchforks on every main road) A trashcan magician popping in and out at random throughout the city. A tall, amazonian like woman with red hair leaning on walls and sings, sighing walking away and then doing it again carring a wicked looking techno pistol. And the Fenton couple in their tank like abomination tearing trough the streets.
(Everybody is making sure not to harm innocents otherwise what's the point of the pardon. Plus god is watching.)
All this while the Joker cowers in fear in a swear deep beneath Gotham, terrorized by the shades of his past victims.
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Ok, so Danny rules all afterlifes, and being the clown hating little shit he is goes:
◇Sky goes green over Gotham◇
"Listen and hear this Royall decree!"
"I, Phantom, God-King of all afterlifes hearby say"
"That as long as your crimes do not exceed his, and you are willing to repent,"
"So long as you kill the Joker, all your sins will be absolved and you will be granted entry into your Heaven of choice!"
Jason-*Sheds a tear* Fuck yeah! *Fist bump*
Harley-*Evil grin*
Ivy-*Evil grin... but in green*
The rest of the bafamily-"Does this mean-"
Batman-"No"
The rest of the bafamily-"But God said so!"
John 'Fuck my life' Constantine-"I need a drink.... Who emptied all the pubs!?" (By bad luck he just happened to be in Gotham)
The rest of Gotham-*Party! Umptz! Umptz!* (Also emptied all the pubs)
The Joker-"Uh oh..."
Danny 'Fuck that clown in particular' Phantom-*Literally splits his head in two like a nightmare cheshire cat grinning*
Ok, so Danny rules all afterlifes, and being the clown hating little shit he is goes:
◇Sky goes green over Gotham◇
"Listen and hear this Royall decree!"
"I, Phantom, God-King of all afterlifes hearby say"
"That as long as your crimes do not exceed his, and you are willing to repent,"
"So long as you kill the Joker, all your sins will be absolved and you will be granted entry into your Heaven of choice!"
Jason-*Sheds a tear* Fuck yeah! *Fist bump*
Harley-*Evil grin*
Ivy-*Evil grin... but in green*
The rest of the bafamily-"Does this mean-"
Batman-"No"
The rest of the bafamily-"But God said so!"
John 'Fuck my life' Constantine-"I need a drink.... Who emptied all the pubs!?" (By bad luck he just happened to be in Gotham)
The rest of Gotham-*Party! Umptz! Umptz!* (Also emptied all the pubs)
The Joker-"Uh oh..."
Danny 'Fuck that clown in particular' Phantom-*Literally splits his head in two like a nightmare cheshire cat grinning*
Ok, so you know how monarchs and governments, could like issue papers to, like make legal pirates?
Picture this:
Phantom is a king.
He so incredibly done and wants a vacation.
He issues said piracy papers to "Danny Fenton"
Que legal pirate chaos gremlin Danny.
And he goes ALL the way in on the pirate shtick.
Accent, eyepatch, old wooden literally ghost ship (not that anyone notices, so maybe just a liminal ship), crew (Could either be his rogues or just ghost goons) Or, he goes up to the goonion and hires a crew.
Cue the goonion stareing incredulously.
This twink that looks like a summer breeze could blow him off his feet wants to start a pirate crew?
Eh, more like privateers, so it's thenically legal (He has the papers, tho they have never heard of the GZ), the pay is good and and he covers everything from dental to parenthood.
Maybe even become a space pirate.
Also insert Youngblood.
Shenanigans ensue
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The meeting room stood and gaped in quiet shook. Jonn Constantine had just barged in and knocked the flash out cold. They simply couldn't process it.
"Constantine, explain yourself" Said a voice that sound like gravel fucked a blender, yep Bats.
"Yes, we would like to know what is going on Jonn" Dina most likely.
Jonn lifted his head from the table and turned around in Flash's stolen seat.
"You wanna know what's going on? Well this complete and utter fu"-
"Jonn" growled the bat.
"My point is this bastard" pointing at the flash, who was being checked on by a green lantern, "Is gonna cost me my life"
"Explain" "Well B, this idiot has been messing around with the time stream so much, hes managed to piss of someone above the gods of freaking death" , another stunned silence as he let them process that, and then he continued "That Something, got tired pretty fucking quickly of fixing his mistakes, and because they apparently own my full soul" Again, but this time only somewhat stunned, because he is known to give out his soul like candy. "Decided that I should be the one to babysit feet for brains over here or else I'll have to spend the rest of my life fixing his fuckups". Almost shouted Jonn as he leaned back in his seat.
As B was busy musing over the given information, Zatanna turned twords him and asked "What is the name or title of this entity?"
"Its-" Just as he was about to say The Ghost King, he noticed something wrong. "His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes" Shouted Constantine with the tone of a royal announcer.
Again, complete and utter silence... "I need a bloody drink" groned the detective as he slumped over the table.
"What was that?" Queried Wonder Woman.
"Either a compulsion or a taboo probably" provided Zatanna.
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"So, you're saying that if I don't stop going back in time, he basically dies?" Asked Flash from the medbay bed, ice pack to his nose while pointing at Jonn
"That is correct" Answered Martian Manhunter.
"Well, now I get why you where so pissed, but maybe next time don't go for the face, it's one of my best attributes". Joked the speedster.
"There won't be a next time. STOP using Flqshpoint or I'll look you in a room outside of time." All but ordered Constantine.
"Maybe we can discuss this over with Lord what's his face?" Asked flash. "No/We can't/Its not possible" Said Zatanna, Jonn and Captain Marvel at the same time.
"Gee, I get it, I get it" and turned his gaze twords the corner "And you don't have to say it Bats, I know you well enough by now, I'll stop time traveling".
As the conversation turned to silence, Jonn turned to leave but was stopped with a "And where are you going Jonn?" by double w.
"Home, the house is in ruins, I have to re-ward everything again."
"They broke into the House of Mysterys?!" Shout questioned Zatanna.
Constantine just sighed.
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The Ghost King was not happy. How could he be? Hed just finished enough paperwork to rival ghostwriter's library seven times over. Hes also pretty sure he'd burned enough useless complaints and stupid demands to ignite a freaking star! He'd barely gotten a day's break before even more arrived.
Heros... ancients damm them. "Heh!" He sounded like a second rate villan. But seriously they are damm troublesome. Jonn Constantine has a problem, maybe even an addiction... well beyond cheap cigarettes and even cheeper booze. The Flash on the other hand is a meanece. The master of time had to send him on over a thousand expeditions throughout All of time to make sure something didn't, and excuse his language, fuck itself a trillion ways to sunday.
"This has got to stop." Growled out His Majesty. And as he sat on his throne deep in tought, Danny began to plan. He's done fixing their problems for them, so, why doesn't he let both his problems solve themselves?
"Fright Knight!" He bellowed. The glint of chaos in is voice would have made the lords of order sweat.
And with the flash of lightning the loyal knight appeared, kneeling at the steps to his throne. God, he still not used to this, but at the moment he's too tiered to care.
"I wish for you to inform-He said the last word with such venom, Ancients, he needs a break.-Jonny boy Constantine--
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"-That you are hearby, on the account owning your whole soul, required by His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes to dissuade the superhero know as The Flash by All Means Necessary from utilizing the ability know as Flashpoint, least you be stripped of your immortality and be forced to fix all the problems he has caused by yourself. " Spoke the Spooky ass knight with unbelievable authority in his voice, and a presence that has already fried half his protections and wards...
Before he disappeared in a swarm of bats that fazed through his floor ceiling and walls, completely ignoring the window that he had telekineticly ripped out of the wall when he first arrived. "Bloody Fucking Hells!" Shouted the sober brit. Not by choice, mind you, the spooky twat forcefully sobered him up. 'I'm not drunk enoughfor this' though Constantine as he reached for a cigarette, only to find that they have turned into lightning bolt nicotine gummys.
That was the last straw, he saw red. He should probably calm down, crossed the mind of the magic detective as he ripped a hole trough space to create a portal, but right now he didn't care enough
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It had been a good day for the Justice league, no great catastrophe happened, crime was relatively low, even for an organization that watched the whole globe, and it just had to go south in the middle of the last meeting of the day... That thought was going to most of the members minds as they tensed and readied for combat.
The portal had started forming right as Diana was finishing her debriefing. Of course all of them prepared for a fight... only to relax as Jonn Constantine stepped trough, his eyes scanned the room and when they landed on their resident speedster, they narrowed. "You bloody fecking morron!" Intoned the magician as he stomped right up to the Flash. He then proceeded to deck him hard enough in the face that many of them jumped when they heard the crack and then jumped again when they heard his head tumph against the metal floor, out cold.
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As he stood there gazing into the starry abyss for the fifth consecutive hour, completely enthralled by the view from beyond earths atmosphere, he had to give credit to his parents, the house was a marvel of engineering. Full environmental capabilitie, water, air, earth, space heck, it could withstand the ghost zone indefinitely (tho that could be attribute to it being the center of his Haunt.) Shields that could theoretically withstand anything if they had the energy, which they most certainly do thanks to an extremely complex ectoplasm reactor. And last but not least are its mind boggling stealth capabilitie, that frankly give him a headache due to the fact that they basically place the house on a different plane of existance.
A small smile crept up on his face, they must have gone nuts when building it. They where alloways the best scientists he had ever heard of. Will he ever be half as good as them? His musing is quickly interrupted by the growl of his stomach. And so, like atlas carrying the weight of the sky, he trudged his way to the kitchen, away from the awe inspiring sight that was outer space. He doesn't know how he hadn't died again the first time he looked out the window, seriously he forgot to eat and drink for two days straight. 'Thank the Ancients hafa's are more resilient then the average person.' thought Danny with gratitude as he opened the fridge, that gratitude quickly turned to horror as he realized it was empty.
"Great! Just Great! Now I have to go back to earth to buy groceries. I didn't even notice I finished everything inside. Seriously, when did I eat the sentient hotdogs and ham?" Complained the young specter. With a sigh and a softly uttered "I'm going ghost", Danny Fenton became Phantom, the now retired, basically unknown superhero. As he was about to faze trough the floor, he noticed a green note on the kitchen table. With another sigh (he's been doing that a lot these days) he went and picked it up.
[Your Highness -> paperwork awaits]
"Ughhh!" A groawn escaped his throat "Damm you Clockwork! One of this days I'm so gonna punch you." Said Phantom in a irritated tone. Just as he was about to head downstairs and enter the Ghost Zone, he noticed a freshly spawned paper bag on the table. He just picked it up and headed twords the stairs.
As the somewhat unwillingly crowned Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes (he seriously didn't know how the non-existing part worked and frankly didn't care enough to find out) enjoyed his lunch he muttered a quick "Thanks Clocks" followed by a "Seems like I'm not gonna hit you today", as he stepped trough the surreal swirl that was the GZ portal
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