Jade Happensworth Pinesburry

I take Gravity Falls requests for drawings and drabbles, but I cannot promise good artwork... A lot of my good art is the result of an accident. My writing is mediocre. So BEWARB! You have been warned.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Danny seeing Jason for the first time: Oh, you sick, sick man.

Jason: The fuck? I'm not...!

Danny: Oh! Sorry, no. I meant that literally. You're extremely ill.

Jason: ...what?

[chekhovs-slinky]

CW body horror (limb loss and cannibalism, limb loss is temporary)

I can't stop thinking about ghost cannibalism.

Or more specifically, I can't stop thinking about it being normal and acceptable for ghosts to eat each other, because ectoplasm is ectoplasm- so theres never been a stigma. It's just part of the culture. You take a chunk out of an opponent's arm, they heal, everyone goes home.

The only problem arises when you go for the core, in which case you're dealing in a murder charge unless you have a very good reason to completely erase someone from continued reality.

Danny worked this out early, because he was lucky enough that his first real ghost fight was against a woman dedicated to teenagers receiving proper nutrition.

While she'd been trying to force feed kids week old mystery meat, she'd simultaneously been trying desperately to convince Danny to take a chunk out of her actual arm, not the weird meat one- telling him how he must be absolutely starving.

He was.

Which was why he didn't ask any question and just let his new fangs take control, and soon the Lunch Lady's entire arm was gone.

He started panicking, but she tells him she's fine, she'll heal little ghostling, you just stay here and digest while I get back to work-

-and Danny sucked her up into the thermos.

Hoo boy.

Cut to that night in his parent's basement, a nice chat with her over some mildly contaminated ham sandwiches, and she was willing to answer all his questions.

Cut to years later, and Danny Fenton is visiting Sam Manson in Gotham City. She moved to try and get a job as one of Ivy's goons, and so far it seemed to be going well- something about making her girlfriend laugh.

He's walking down the street, when out of nowhere he gets jumped by some random brick wall of a man in leather- and Danny is Phantom now, because no human is this strong naturally, and now they're rolling into a dirty alley and getting stuck with broken glass.

The guy is straddling him, kinda hot honestly, but then Phantom looks him in the eye.

It was like staring into a bioluminescent swamp, murky and cold, but so nearly blinding to him in the dark. His face was twitching oh so subtly, sweating and panting like he had run a marathon and was resisting collapse.

Ohhh he knows that look. Damn, he knew that the ectoplasm in Gotham was gross, but so gross that some locals were rejecting it to the point of starvation? Because why else would this guy, clearly top of the food chain, be so hungry?

Phantom respected personal choice, but this was honestly unhealthy. But if he wouldn't take any from here..

"Hey man, it's cool- it's cool, look," and Phantom holds up his hand, reaching towards the man's face.

He flinched back, shoving Phantom back down and slamming his head into the hard dirt.

Phantom hisses, throwing his hand back out to retaliate, but oddly enough things work out on their own.

Because the brick wall straddling him decided, instead of deflecting the blow and let go of the man he had pinned, he'd just bite into Phantom's wrist.

And his blunt teeth sunk in.

Phantom sighed with relief, feeling his energy flow away and into this guy who absolutely needed it more than him.

After a full arm, he slowed down. Boy does life come full circle, Phantom thinks.

After half of his other arm, Phantom thinks he should have called an Uber first.

After the second half, Phantom remembers he can use the voice feature on his phone to call Sam after this.

After half a leg, he decides an Uber would have asked way too many questions anyway.

After the second half, the man was unconscious and satiated. This was good, because Phantom was getting tired himself.

The ghost lay in the alley, one leg and three stumps. It wouldn't be the first time, but it would be the first time he'd forgotten to get a ride first.

"Alright, mystery man." he rolled and wiggled himself until his phone came out of his pocket,

"You just sleep that off, and I'll get us home. Siri, call Sam."

"There's no one named Cam in your contacts."

"Fuck- no, call Sam!"

"Calling Ram Auto Sales-"

"OH MY GOD-“

[h3adl3sschick3n]

So I wanted to write a Jason gets answers scene, but then the story took control of the narrative...

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Jason woke up feeling groggy but content for the first time in what feels like forever. Really, he knew it should've been a red flag, but he just felt so satisfied.

When was the last time he felt like this? Maybe... maybe before his death? Yeah. He had successfully begged Alfred into joining him, B, and Dickie for a movie night with hot chocolate, and he had fallen asleep before the first movie had even finished.

Jason let out a sigh, as his body slowly gained sensation. Taking in a deep breath, filled with the scent of a breakfast in progress, he felt the soft fabric below him, and the weight of a good quality quilt comfortably weighing him down. He felt... surprisingly good. Even the pit couldn't ruin this moment.

He let his eyes open as he sat up, only to freeze. He didn't recognize the room around him. Scanning around, he saw the walls were a deep green, and the ceiling a deep blue with specks of white splattered all over. A single window sat to his left, surrounded by some small potted plants on a table, and an empty doorway to his right. Filling the room was the large couch he found himself on, a TV loaded with consoles, a few beanbags in a corner, and a tall coffee table in the middle.

Jason listened for others nearby, hearing at least two people arguing in what he assumed was the kitchen, based on the various appliance noises.

"Oh hey, you're awake!" Jason did not flinch, only due to training, but his eyes did snap to the doorway where there floated a figure, horribly familiar for reasons Jason suddenly started to remember.

The person had white hair, green eyes, and a decently tall build. But, Jason was horrified to realize was in fact accurate to memory, only a single leg. His two arms, barely distinct nubs beyond his shoulders, and a second leg missing from halfway up his thigh.

Jason remembered.

He remembered catching a smell unlike anything he could describe. Like if energy was a soft thought, made of the delicacy of a butterfly's wings, but sturdy like a proverbial immovable wall. Like, what is a proverbial immovable wall even supposed to smell like? And then he saw the source; just some random dude walking the streets, and he couldn't help but charge him. He needed to get that smell. Except the guy changed into the person before him, fully limbed, and the smell got stronger, until instinct was near impossible to oppose.

Finally, after putting up a damn good fight, Jason was able to pin the person down and was able to think. Just a little. Just enough that he could question what the fuck he was doing. He wasn't in uniform, he was just supposed to be a civilian. And he had attacked, fought, and pinned this Rando with a magic girl transformation, for what?

The guy had reached towards his face, and Jason pushed him down harder, only for the guy to reach again, and suddenly Jason was TAKING A BITE OUT OF HIS HAND. It was delicious, but without any taste, and he couldn't stop.

He remembered as he had consumed, bite by bite, first the offending arm. Then the other. He remembered moving on to the guy's leg when that still wasn't quite enough, until he finally felt full.

Jason wanted to feel sick, but he didn't feel his stomach turning at all. The guy must have noticed, because he had a worried look on his face as he got closer.

"Hey, dude. You're fine. It's okay. I think breakfast is almost ready. Why don't we get you some food." Jason was silent as he realized in horror that he was hungry, despite reliving last night over in his head just then.

Oh. Oh, that was panic setting in. He could feel his heart fluttering against his ribs as he forced his breathing to remain at a steady pace despite the slight wheeze he could hear in it.

'Focus Jason. Just focus on your surroundings. Feel your body. Toes, ankles, calves, knees, thighs, hips, hands, forearms, elbows, biceps, shoulders, torso, head. Close your eyes. Open your eyes. Plants by the window. How many plants? One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine. Five have direct window light, four indirect lighting. Body again. Head, torso, shoulders, biceps, elbows, forearms, hands, hips, thighs, knees, calves, ankles, toes. Breath in, breath out. All ten fingers, tighten and relax then slowly. Close your eyes. Open your eyes. Only one other person in the room. Beanbags. One, two, three, four, five. Lime, Sand, Indigo, teal, camo. Shift left. Shift right. Clench. Relax. Keep breathing.'

"Good job, just keep breathing slowly. You don't have to talk, but if you think you can, you can try. What's 2 plus 7?"

'Math? Okay.' "9." "Good. 4 times 12?" "48." "Okay. What color is your shirt?" He looks down at it. "Red." "Awesome. What color are my eyes?" Look up. "Lime." "What day of the week is it?" "Wednesday." "Good. Take a deep breath." Breath in. "Relax as you breath out for 8." Breath o-u-t. "Good good. You back with me?" A nod. "Cool. Let's get you some water and food. That'll help."

Jason stood up and followed the person out of the room. Logically, he knows he should probably leave... but on the other hand, he really wants some answers. And this person seems like he would have at least some of them...

[livinghalfway]

I love your bus driver au! I hope you do make it bruce x danny because I'm a sucker for the way to Bruce's heart being protecting his kids - even from him

The day Bruce realized he liked Danny was the day Danny had actually stepped off the bus to yell at him. Batman wasn’t even anywhere near a bus stop when this happened.

Batman had, admittedly to himself, been having a rough week with his kids, and had been making bad decision after bad decision. Most of them have taken at least two rides with Danny this week alone.

He knew that his kids (and himself) had gotten attached to the bus driver who offered a safe and neutral place for them to rest and rant if needed. Even the rogues at this point know that Danny’s bus is a no fight zone.

Batman was by himself standing next to his car when he heard the bus stop behind him. Which instantly put him on edge, usually when he parked on a road Danny drove on, Danny would give him a wave while he nodded back. Not this time apparently though.

When he turned around Danny was already right in front of him. Face red in what is obviously anger. Batman proceeded to stand there as Danny read him the riot act, before taking a deep breath and telling him to get on the bus as they still had much to discuss. He does, but only because no one else is currently on the bus, or that's at least what Batman tells himself.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

A quick sketch(?), outline(?), doodle(?) of Batman getting chewed out

[demonic0angel]

Unlikely Help (click for clarity)

In a time of need, unlikely help has arrived. But what price can be paid for a loved one’s life…?

(AKA the artist has too much fun with the color red and drawing hands)

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Okay, but this art have me a fic idea(that I will probably never write), where in order to save Jason's life, Batman can never again defend the people of Gotham from themselves, and B agrees because he can't lose his son.

B eventually figures out the loophole that he can fight against non-Gothamites, to protect both his city and the planet. But as soon as a Gotham rogue, or Gotham criminal is the issue, he just can't fight them as Batman.

Brucie probably ends up with a reputation for punching gala-crashers. The world sorta wonders if Batman retired. His children end up taking up the responsibility to protect people.

Then one day, years later, when the batfam is all lounging around together, someone just asks why Bruce can't take up a new vigilante persona to circumvent the issue that is no more Batman. And it's just dumb enough to work.

There is definitely ribbing about him being a newbie, despite having trained all his children, and having helped to found the JL. But for the most part, everything is okay.

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DP x DC prompt. Space obsession.

~'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars~I think I saw you~

Danny has a space obsession but he doesn’t think much of it. A small flight a little beyond orbit dulls his craving for Space. Usually.

~as long as~

On a field trip to the Daily Planet Danny Fenton hears an argument between Lex and Clark about where is Conner gonna stay.

Danny*has no second thoughts*, *high 'cause objects of his obsession are extrimely near in his human form*.

Danny: Hey, I have an extra room! Do you want to stay with me? I’ll show you my space rocks collection.

Conner*tired of this shit*: Will your parents mind having a stranger staying in their home?

Danny: They will be totally fine.

Danny to Lex&Clack: I borrow this boy to keep him with me for forever. Bye.

Lex: ..They grow up so fast.

Clark: SuPeR FaSt. But where were we?

Lex&Clark: *start the fight again*.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Is-Is conner wearing a wig or dying his hair white? Are they disguising superboy as a ghost? Please, please tell me they are. His colors change to black and white and he gets warmly welcomed into the Phantom and Fenton Families.

I need this. Connor goes from no family love to being buried in it and he's enjoying every second. Do the Teen Titans or Young Justice come visit? Does someone come to try and retrieve him? Does Phantom chase them off?

Oh?

Do the Fenton Parents chase them off? More specifically do they use the GAV/other mad scientist creation and go full supervillian to protect thier new child? Is it going to be a full family outing? Did Jazz, Tucker, Kon, Danny and Sam gaslight Maddie and Jack into believing Dani was always around and they just forgot? This has the potential for so many shenanigans

[thatrandomsarahchick]

Jack sees Connor sneeze and accidentally fall backwards through the wall like it's made of paper: ah yes, I believe you now. This is clearly my son - look at those strong Fenton genes!

He talks with Maddie about advanced science concepts and understands her work from the info Lex programmed into him. Maddie is just happy one of her children grew up interested in the science of their work.

Tucker photoshopped him into family photos and forged documents, saying he is Jazz's twin and has been staying at a boarding schoolfor the last school year.

Jazz reminds them that the reality gauntlet was used just last month - what if this was an accidental side effect of it? Who else has been forgotten?

Vlad overhears this on his listening bugs and freaks out because Connor is in photos in his system, too. Was this one of his clones? Did he forget successfully making a male clone? This belief is only strengthened when he sees Connor float up to the roof of the Ops centre, and when Connor literally hisses at him like a feral cat.

Just ... Amity Parker's accidentally confirming the theory that Connor was a Fenton all along.

Oooh, what if Jack is related to the Kent's as well??? Like, Jon Kent is his cousin. They recognise this Super Clone from Clark's worried phone calls and believe that Jack is doing the and thing they are - faking it to keep the alien safe. They also go along with the story at the next family get-together.

My mind is spinning.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

I wanted to share what I was thinking Connor's new costume would look like, but I have no drawing ability. So have a poorly edited photo :D

Very. Poorly. Edited. But still! A visual!

[papayafromtv]

Jason finds out the same stalker kid that used to hang off gargoyles to photograph him mid-patrol is the kid that forced his way into the Robin mantle the second he died and he immediately assumes that Tim's been plotting his downfall since he was seven years old and has been waiting for the perfect opportunity to steal his job.

Jason, looking at the footage of Robin!Tim that Talia shows him: that mad bastard... it's a coup. the evil genius has been planning this for half a decade!

Damian, peering over Jason's shoulder at the weedy 13 yr old chasing a murderous Batman around and looking Stressed™ as he does so:

Damian: *slowly looking between Jason and the footage of Tim*

Jason, murmuring: it's a conspiracy...

Damian:

Damian, to Talia: put him back in the pit he needs another round

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Because of this, he puts the blame of a new Robin squarely on Tim's shoulders. So instead of taunting Robin the 3rd with the ghost of Robin's past, he instead dresses up as stalker!Tim when Jason ambushes Tim in the tower, and calls Tim Usurper instead of Replacement.

Tim, meanwhile, is very confused and bluescreening. Because Jason coming back and dressing up as Robin? Understandable, it was his title first and it got taken away before he was ready. But Jason coming back and dressing up as Tim? Incomprehensible. Just, what? Why? What the fuck? It makes no sense to him.

[sentient-stove]

“Do you remember when I sold my soul a few years back?”

The tapping at the keyboard did not still. “Yes of cour— Tim, you sold your soul?”

“Oh my god, you forgot.” He dramatically threw a hand against his chest, collapsing sideways out of the chair to land on the cave floor. “I’m wounded. In my cold, soulless heart, shot straight through it. You forgot I sold my soul. Dick, how could you?”

“It’s been a hectic few years-“

“It’s my soul Richard Greyson. Isn’t that important? I sold my soul to the Ghost King and now it’s apparently changed hands.”

“The Ghost King sold your already sold soul?!?”

Tim sat back up, using the BatDesk to pull himself to his feet. “Nah, apparently the og king got bested in combat and the new king now owns it. He sent me a letter. So we could meet. And potentially discuss me repossessing my soul. Anyway, are you free Thursday cause that’s when he’s picking me up and he said I could bring a friend. Cissie already said no, so you’re the next on my list.”

Dick had long since abandoned whatever report he’d been working on and was staring at Tim with what could only be described as ‘major concern.’ “Can we please backtrack to the fact you sold your soul to a Cthulhu-like entity?”

“No.”

…

Meme under the cut

[sentient-stove]

“His soul. Is in a floppy disc.” Dick said when the ghost started to dig through the filing cabinet brimming with various odds and ends. “You stuck my baby brother’s soul in a goddamn floppy disc?”

“I’m surprised you know what that is,” Phantom said cheerfully and the nebula between his reaching antlers flared with a star shower as he gently held up the disc he’d uncovered. “When souls take on a physical manifestation, they adjust to fit whatever their owner might use. Makes it easier for me to find too when I was going through all the contracts the prior Ghost King had. And since storing incorporeal things tends to tangle them up and blur lines on who owns what, it’s easier for the soul to switch into physical media.”

“So like an SD card hypothetically.” Tim said as he reached out for his soul. “I would have chosen a memory card for the record.”

“Or a floppy disc. It’s what your subconscious chose. This feel like your soul?”

“Sure.”

“Alright then, no takes backs if it’s not yours once we void the contract then.”

[knightshade86]

Constantine has the next scheduled appointment and meets them on their way out

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Constantine's soul took the form of one of those 3D puzzles that once assembled looks like a whisky bottle being held together by wisps of liquid gold magic, making it look like it's half full of whiskey. Danny, unfortunately, knows this because he had to find each puzzle piece individually, like a scavenger hunt, and assemble it as he went... Danny has, on more than one occasion, likened Constantine's soul to glitter because of how absolutely everywhere he found pieces of it.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Concept thingie for fic (dp x dc)

Danny wakes up in a hospital bed with a stranger at his bedside that calls his name as soon as Danny wakes up and hugs him. The stranger then proceeds to talk to Danny like they know each other and tells them Danny’s been in a coma for 3 months. When Danny says he has no idea who the stranger is, he looks heartbroken. Eventually, the doctor comes in and tells them that Danny has amnesia due to “the accident”, and that he’s lost years (years!) of memory. The stranger, his name is Bruce and he is also apparently his fiancé tries his best to hide how hard he’s taking the news. He’s trying not to be overly familiar, but it’s clearly painful to him, and Danny feels bad about forgetting about him. It really seems like Danny has forgotten years of his life. Except, then he gets a look at the date, and it all comes crashing down. Because, according to the date, it was Jazz’s 25rd birthday yesterday. Ant the thing with that is, he remembers attending that very party himself. Yesterday.

Something is very wrong.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

"Phantom, I request your help." "Desiree?" Danny turned to see the normally ostentatious djinn ghost looking sickly. Her ectoplasm green skin looking gray, and her face looking dehydrated and feverish. "What happened to you?" "I am unsure how, but someone has found my grave and taken from my once living body. I have felt the drain on my being, as they use the pieces to cast magics unfamiliar to me. AARGHHH!"

Before his eyes he could see as a rotted redish-green aura surrounded Desiree, and she grew to look more ragged. After a few seconds of what appeared to be magic induced torture, the aura faded and her screams of pain lessened. He was sure that if ghosts had any need to breathe, Desiree would be panting in effort.

"No other I've found has wished to help me. I would be in your debt. Please." "What do you want me to do?" "Wish for a way to find the witch; this much I have the power, still, to do for you." "Okay. I wish for a compass that will lead me to the being who hurt you through your once-living body's grave."

Desiree raised her hands, and a mist much thinner that he had ever seen from her before, formed and condensed down into an old-fashioned compass on a chain. When the item was fully formed, Desiree collapsed for a moment before Danny caught her and she was able to stabilize herself once again.

"Thank you." "Of course. For now, go back to the zone and try to heal." Desiree nodded and left. Danny looked down at the compass now attatched to his belt. "Well, guess I'd better grab some gear and start heading East."

[nerdpoe]

When Maddie gave birth to Danny, she gave birth to twins. Unfortunately, one of the nurses didn't think she and Jack were parents material, and faked one of the twins deaths.

It was simple. There was another couple, both who had black hair and blue eyes, who had given birth to a stillborn the other doctors had taken away to attempt to resuscitate. They hadn't succeeded, and they were trying to steady themselves to tell the parents.

One John and Mary Grayson.

The nurse just...waited until the area was clear. All she needed was two minutes, maybe less. She might not have been able to save one of the twins, but this one she could save from being raised by a madwoman.

She swapped the babies.

She then came back with the stillborn and told the Fenton's it was one of the twins, happy and satisfied that she'd saved at least one of them.

John and Mary Grayson were told that their son had started breathing on his own, and that it was a miracle.

No one knew anything, because no one thought to look for anything. The doctors were so relieved that little Richard Grayson was not only alive, but had no neurological complications from lack of oxygen, that they didn't look into it. The Doctors that attended the Fentons were so relieved that the other twin hadn't fallen to SIDS that they, too, did not look into it.

No one told Danny that he'd had a twin in the womb. It didn't seem relevant.

One day, many years later, Dick decides to take an Ancestry test to see how many relatives he has.

John and Mary Grayson are not in the results at all.

[ashoutinthedarkness]

Would the fentons get something in the mail notifying them that a relative has been found using their (the company's) ancestors test? Is that a thing they (ancestry companies) do?

[editorofeverything]

I vaguely think only the person who does the test gets the results back. So they wouldn’t get notified that way, but I wonder if they or Vlad (probably Vlad) may have some kind of alert set up to notify them if their DNA show up somewhere other than their own lab

[h3adl3sschick3n]

It depends on the company/website you use. Some websites will notify you if a new person has been added to the family tree, something that I occasionally get emails about, even if those family members don't have accounts on the website. Some companies have the option to send contact information to certain family members based on their legal address when you send your DNA sample.

[mossycobblestonewrites]

DC X DP PROMPT #4

Danny was one of the people hired to design/build the Watchtower. He got attached to it during this time and the space station is now considered as a part of his haunt.

This is the JLD's first time on the Watchtower, they IMMEDIATLY know what's up.

LJD: did you take a supernatural entities property or something?

LD: what? No! The lights are just like that :)

Danny, still employed on the Watchtower: Space go brrr

[wanderwithwings]

Constantine takes one step in, goes "nope", and about faces straight outta there.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

This is the biggest reason why he very very rarely shows up for meetings.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

I was just looking at snippets from the DC comic book pages, and noticed a thing. So I asked myself, out loud, "Why doesn't Diana have a belly button?" And IMMEDIATELY responded, "Because she was made of clay, duh."

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

We Help, Lost & Found

Danny after all the things back home settle down (finally), decides to open a little lost and found vintage shop.

(As part of his royal training as prince before his coronation to happen to officially be King, he needs to know how to manage the GZ and have good relations with em, and this is good practice)

The things he sell are given to him by the other ghost who wish for their belonging to be return to someone important to them when they were alive (family, descendant, friends, a past lover, a helpful stranger)

Danny's shop is somewhat connected to his haunt, and with his space core it can have a weird effect to the people passing near his shop, giving them the feeling of them having to go inside because there is something important in there waiting just for them.

-

The shop starts to gain a reputation.

People can understand to a level how the shop had their families old furniture or a specific jacket from your great-gramps, but entire albums worth of picture that you were sure were destroyed in a fire or have lost for many decades tends to raise some eyebrows.

People start to talk.

-

Duke just casually walked by the shop, his neck cracking by the force of how fast he turned to look at this little shop he was sure was not there yesterday: " Uh, guys was I dosed with something or is there somehow a black hole just inside that shop?!"

(Cue the Batfam being hella nosy and -oop Bruce casually going inside to investigate inside the shop)

Bruce: " Hello just checking out at the interesting stuff in he- is that my mother's pearl necklace!"

-

Danny's enjoying the whole thing, he gets to reunite sentimental things to people & and be an absolute troll.

Danny trying not to grin: "Why no sir! I had no idea how Important these things are I'm just selling them, oh I'm selling things that went missing and were part of a crime scene?! How terrible!"

-

Just an Idea

[birdiesbabbles]

I'd love to mix this in with a little psychopomp Danny, like passing an item a spirit's tied to back into their loved ones hands gives them a form of rest, so they can move to the zone. Or maybe it makes it easier to pass back and forth so they can visit and check in on their family

[glow-in-the-dark-death]

So kinda like the movie Coco? Where they need to have a photo of when they were alive, displayed so that they can return to the mortal plane?

Wait would them having something of theirs with their intended work kinda like a passport?

because if so, totally hilarious!

the ghost waiting for their stuff to be picked up, like they're waiting to be picked up from the airport, ha!

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Do you know how long my pocket watch has been just sitting here? You've walked past this store four times in just this last month! Keeping your grandmother waiting like this! But no. I've only been gone three years, and this is how you act? Where's your manners, young man!

[moss-the-art-guy]

I found a chart for some simpler clown breeds in case anyone was wondering about the breed of their beloved clown companion(s)

(I don't know who to credit as this has been re-posted on many platforms many times)

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Okay, so Harley Quinn is a combination of a Harlequin and a Jester and Joker is a combination of a Clasic and a Kingmaster.

So if we go with the au that Danny is Joker and Batmans sciencey tube baby and he gets kidnapped by Joker when he finds out then Danny can probably have fun with it and pick either Pierot, Mime or Acrobat to take inspiration from if not a combo like the aforementioned clowns.

Danny, of course betrays Joker and somehow escapes whatever contingency plan the killer bozo cooked up *cough cough ghost powers cough* anyway after Danny betrays Joker he spends the rest of the fight absolutely roasting both him and Batman. Just. No mercy. Its glorious.

I have a deep need for Danny having a star as his clown make up facepaint. He thought he was going to hate being a clown, especially with the Joker and Harley but he actually had a lot of fun. Turns out he was great at crime! Even without the powers :D

[desatu]

[broadwaytheanimatedseries]

Mime acrobat combo, calling it.

Actually it's giving the same energy as his brief stint in Circus Gothica.

I always felt like if it had been under his own power and agency, he might've actually enjoyed the less harmful and not illegal aspects of being in Freakshow's circus.

...wait that would make for a really good au basis hold on -

[broadwaytheanimatedseries]

HEY SHUT UP IM BACK AT IT AGAIN LETS GO

So im thinking he takes mostly after the mime aspect, really committing to the bit and only very rarely cheating with invisible items, mostly he uses this method to practice at home (whether that's an actual apartment or a secret hideout is TBD) and does actual mime work for his acts, both criminal and genuine performances for entertainment purposes. Obviously his criminal career clashes with the clown code so he can't register as an official clown, but he still puts on shows at Arkahm Asylum for the inmates sometimes, he doesn't really get sent there himself he just likes busting into the place. At first it was to annoy Jazz at work but he's become something of a favorite to a lot of the regular rouges there.

Now the thing about Danny is that Mime is a weird vibe for him to go with, right? I mean we know Danny, the guy cannot stop quipping to save his half life! So what's the deal? Why mime? Can't just be the black and white aesthetic right?

Well, I posit to you, dear Phandom: There's a very good reason why Dan only developed his ghostly wail when he did, and Danny should not have been allowed to develop his so soon.

It is made a big deal out of that he's even capable of this at the age of 14, but it is a power born out of necessity and desperation in its case and like a lot of drastic measures, it takes its toll.

Not only is this ability a strain on the rest of his ghost power, as we've previously seen it physically drain his energy, but it also wasn't meant to be used by anyone with a physical, mortal body. That's why Dan is able to develop this ability with seemingly no backlash, he takes the time to get to know his new form and learns how to harness its power to the fullest, studies his strengths and weakness and only then unleashes this destructive new power.

Danny didn't have the time to do all of that, so when he realized what he had been doing, how he was slowly destroying his vocal chords, he had to make a decision before the choice would be taken from him by his body's continuing deterioration.

Does he continue using the ghostly wail and eventually destroys his voice as Fenton, destroys his human vocal chords allowing only Phantom to be able to speak? OR! Does he take a vow of silence as Phantom, never again using his ghostly wail or speaking a word in his ghost form, so that Fenton could keep his voice?

Fenton only ever had his voice, and now he had Phantom too, but that couldn't always be relied on and was too often a hindrance as much as it was help.

So Danny made a choice, but that didn't mean he'd stop using his powers to help, in his own feral way.

He recalled enjoying the freedom of being a circus act, just not exactly loving the not freedom of being mind controlled into it, and seeing as the truth of his origins had come to light he figured he could lean into both the comedy and the darkness, become a goth clown, Sam would love it!

Gotham comes to know him as a whispered shadow, much like Batman once was when people weren't sure if he was even real.

Their Silent Knight.

(I don't have a concrete name for him yet, that's just what Gotham calls him the way Batman is the dark knight, but one name I'm playing with is Dead Air. Yknow cuz like, aerial stunts, and also ghosts, and also synonym for silence? There's precedent for names like that with Deadman... maybe he should be Deadair? That don't look right to me tho... anyway, workshopping it!)

He uses his powers of speed strength and flight to pull of literally impossible feats of acrobatics that make Dick jealous, ice and ecto blasts make for easy slapstick and can be shot discreetly enough that really only the bats and even then, only the bats who are actually there to witness it happen would ever notice, as ecto activity has a hard time showing on camera fully in tact if it even showed up at all.

And despite never using his voice, he never had an issue expressing his sass and roasting both bats and rouges through miming alone.

Anyway yeah that's all for now, let me know if you want more of this AU!

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Danny: *Leans back, 3/4 hand twist, and head tilted back while looking down*

Joker: You take that back!

Danny: *Hip cocked to the right, arms crossed, leaning forward, and smug sneer*

Nightwing: I can't believe you'd say that! I haven't even done anything yet!

Danny: *Straightens up, salutes cheekily, backflips off roof edge onto invisible motorcycle, and wheelies before speeding off*

Red hood: You better be able to put your money where your mouth is buster! Oracle, I'm in pursuit!

[evilminji]

I wonder if Care Taking Reflexes are effected by Core and Obsession.

Like? Obviously? Frostbite keeps HIS patients Warm and gives them medical aid. Because he a Doctor(obsession) and an Ice Core? And when you have an ice core, anyone you meet who need Help is either Like Me-> Freeze Um, or NOT Like Me-> Warm Um Up(because of the snow, Obviously. Why would there not be snow, here, in the Sahara desert? There is ALWAYS snow! WE ARE COLD SO THERE IS SNO-).

Like? Some people will shove you in a stack of books in a dark nook, others bundle you up and force feed you, some try to help you sweat the sickness away. You gotta be careful. Because the reflex is there.

It's probably why Ghost Doctors can absolutely BODY your average ghost. They have to keep prying patients out of their well meaning, but actively in the way, friends/family/neighbors etc.

You can't fight somebody who's SICK! Let them HELP you! THEN we can get back to good, wholesome, old fashioned, family friendly Violence. Like the Zone intended. Now, they got some leeches to balance your humors... *tackled by a yeti*

Why do I bring this up?

Bet Jason's REAL sick. >:Dc

Bet Danny is flying along. Checking his map. Lost AF over what appears to be God's personal punching ground. Trying to find a COMPLETELY different city, to visit Tucker, when? Is... is that a Sick Child(tm)?! Why is he ON THE ROOF!?

WHY ARE PEOPLE SHOOTING AT HIM ON THE ROOF?!!?

Danny just absolutely REINVENTS the term "Death From Above". Jason is impressed. Or, at least, he would be. If a floating twink half his size didn't then IMMEDIATELY proceed to do a brooding chicken impression at him.

Sorry, let him rephrase that for the Bat's at home. Not AT him. ON him. He has a floating twink straight jacket that doubles as a hat. He can't move his arms. Kid has super strength.

Help. Now. Or his vengeance will be both petty and terrible.

So begins the saga of Broody Danny and his quest to sit on the baby. Surround him by space stuff. Should he ACTUALLY be taking him to a doctor? Yes. But give Danny a break! He's basicly a Ghost 5 year old. He's terrible at resisting his impulses!

@hdgnj @hypewinter @ailithnight @mutable-manifestation

[alculai]

[isnt-that-grape]

There are no thoughts going through Danny’s head. It is 100% instinct but he don’t know that

[hdgnj]

This is just going to result in Alfred also being kidnapped to go see Frostbite. Because then his new friend will have him, Frostbite AND his Grandpa helping him! Excellent job instincts!!

Alfred just sighs. The child is just trying to help. At least they now have an adult of the species to ask questions of.

[evilminji]

I? Need this to be a 1000% a purely human Alfred "I AM the bastard lesser men fear" Pennyworth adventure? Like? Jason manages to stumble, absurdly top heavy, to somewhere quiet. Use his inbuilt coms to call the Cave. And gets back up?

But the twink just HISSES like a demonic goose-cat. All the manage to get are garbled words. He gets called a baby. Rude. But also "sick". By the dude with Lazarus Green Eyes and energy literally dripping off him. So... not hard to put two and two together.

Then he hears Alfred make that "I have An Idea none of you have considered, but honestly should have" hum. And? Agent A rolls up in spare car. Ignores the twink entirely. Rather theatrically, for him, exclaims, that Jason looks TERRIBLE! Why is he out and about? He looks sick! Come, time to go home. Bed rest at once.

And? No hissing. The glowing twink looks intently at Alfred. Jason. Back to Alfred. And seems to come to the conclusions that Family has right of way when it comes to Fussing. Still won't let go, though. Oh no, that would be too easy.

No. He latches a hand onto Alfred. Floats after him like some sort of fucked up Ballon, dragging Jason along by force. HOW he can do that with out hurting Alfred? They aren't asking, in case it stops. But hey... at least Alfie is in charge now. Jason can trust that, if nothing else.

And the twink Balloon seem perfectly happy, if weirdly unable to hold a thought, to answer all of Alfred's questions. AFTER they got him star stickers. But only ACCURATE star stickers. And constellations.

Which end up on Jason.

He wants it noted? He is being VERY patient here. It's gonna be a nightmare to get those off his gear. But... this kid is acting very... "not in his right mind", you know? It could ALSO be a Pit Thing?

Then there's a phone ringing. Muffled. From... from next to Jason's head? How? WHERE? He can't exactly CHECK but he's pretty sure the dude doesn't have pocke- DID HE JUST REACH INSIDE HIMSELF!?

Alfred manages to trick him into handing over the phone. The can all hear the originally friendly mocking tone, that turned worried, then ALARMED. All while the glowing kid rambled incoherently about warm babies and sickness and how he can FIX it. Alfred gets the guy on the other end of the line to talk to him.

Some guy named Tucker Foley. In Star City. And no, he DOESN'T know what's going on. Which given how much "experience he has" (well, that's a concerning phrase when glowwing green is involved) is a BAD thing. But he knows who WOULD know.

Which means Alfred and his grandson are off too Illinois, to meet up with this nice young man.

Bruce choke on his own spit. WHAT!? No! He'll go!

Absolutely not. Gotham needs Batman. Wayne Industries needs Bruce Wayne. Your schedules are fit too bursting. And Alfred has been overdue for a vacation for the last decade. You will NOT be arguing with him, Master Bruce.

Now. Let us pack our bags. Apparently, it will be chilly.

[hdgnj]

Danny is a happy ghost boi right now. He has an adult who is helping!!! Yay! And they called his best friend! And they are taking the younger ghostlings to Frostbite! Ghost friend can help fix the bad hurt in the other halfa? Liminal? He doesn't know right now!! But his core is rumbling happily. The ghostlings Grandpa loves him very much. And have Danny stickers for helping!!!!

And he's even making sure to prepare to visit Frostbite properly! And makes tasty snacks. And isn't taking away the ghostling. Danny is helping purify the ghostlings jank ecto. But it isn't easy right now!! Danny is finding it hard to think. So he's glad the other ghostlings Grandpa is good at it!!!

Frostbite upon seeing the Great One and the corrupted halfa just sighs. At least the other halfa human family is capable of helping. Frostbite and Agree share a look of deep understanding and comiseration. Instantly know the other is also Tired(tm) of their young ones being idiots.

Frostbite: I see the Great One got hit by his instincts. Oh dear. Do come in. My name is Frostbite. I am the Chief of the Far Frozen, and the Head Healer.

Alfred: Chief Frostbite, thank you for taking time to see us. I am afraid the young one has been having..... Difficulty explaining what was happening.

Jason: He also won't let me go. Keeps putting stars on me too.

Frostbite: Yes. I can see that. He is attempting to make you feel better. As that is how he would feel better himself. It is common for ghostlings like himself to try and sooth the Dick or injured this way.

Alfred: I see. Why does he call my grandson a baby?

Frostbite: Well. Your young one has been dead for at least a year less than the Great One. Who is but a child of the Realms himself.

Jason: Wait! But, I came back!

Frostbite: Well, yes. But, also not quite. Whatever happened during your resurrection involved ectoplasm. Corrupted, and harmful ectoplasm. But it still formed an active core. Making you part of both worlds. Just as the Great One himself.

Alfred: The young one is still partially alive? I suppose it is just as well that we did force him to eat and drink with us then. We were, not entirely sure we should.

[evilminji]

I bet they are having a calm, informative, Adult discussion in the foreground? While the Yeti nurses, the Really BURLY ones, come in... see Danny... sigh and leave. Come back with basicly a winch or set of harnesses for leverage.

Juuuuust...goooooottaaaaa pry the Greeeeat One Oooooooooff! *sounds off a full team of Yeti Nurses straining while Danny whines in distress and growls*

Young Jason is lucky they are so well trained in this. It would be a nightmare to get him free otherwise.

Jason doesn't feel lucky. Jason feels man handled. But at least he has his freedom of movement bac-..... Why are the Yetis not letting go? Oh COME ON! Really?! He has to get a check up NOW?! He can't, like, schedule it?

Nope :) Get into the goo pod.

It's a HEALING good pod.

And, like? He would whine? But Alfie is RIGHT there. So darkly mutter it is. Uuugh. It's so Unpleasantly Squishy in the goo pod. Zero stars.

Meanwhile? Danny? No longer feeling quite so "AAAAAAAAAAAA-" and confused static behind the eyes. He? KINDA remembers getting here? Baby brain did NOT like that, apparently. Ow, his head hur-*Yeti "!!!" Noises* ACK! Wrong thing to say!

Danny is dumped into a goo pod. It is the latest technology. Very healthy.

Ha! Karma! Says his Pod Neighbor.

Rude.

[hdgnj]

Alfred watching it all with vague amusement, and fond resignation. Their 'Great One' is just like his beloved brats. Frostbite is also chuckling as the two young ones gripe at each other.

Frostbite: Ah Great One! I see you are getting some control back.

Danny: Frostbite! C'mon! It's Phantom! You do t have to call me that!

Frostbite: But I must. For the deed you did was indeed Great. Now. What had you in that feral of a state hmm? It wasn't just your new friends state?

Danny flushes and squirms a bit. He might.... Maybe have found a fun new drug to bring to show Jonny, Kitty and Ember..... And it might have made him a pile of happy goo? But now he has to tell his Dr about it. He's gonna get told off.

Danny: But you'll tell me of if I tell you!

Frostbite gives him a look that makes him squirm even more. Jason next to him also squirms. That's just like Alfie's 'You will tell me the truth right now!' Look. Eesh. And looking at his pod mate? Yup, three, two.., There we go.

Danny: I might have been attacked by a Gotham Rogue? Who sprayed me with drugs?

Frostbite: Great One. Did you allow yourself to be given strange substances again? How many times must we discuss that you can bring me a sample so I can test it first?

Danny: I got the sample! But he was spraying it in my face! And I forgot to stop breathing! And then I was all happy goo. And maybe want to share it with those three??

Alfred: Which rogue was this?

Danny: Umm... Weirdo, talked about fear? Sack cloth mask thingy? Big cloud of gas from like a, a, big tank thing?

Jason:.... Are you saying you got high on fucking fear gas?!?!?!

Danny: Maybe? I dunno dude it was tasty!

Alfred:... You did describe Scarecrow quite well. If it is a safe substance for your species to be taking? Well, we now have a much better way to dispose of it. If it IS safe.

Danny: I mean... It effected me the same way that one time I took cannabis so......

Jason: Great. I got kidnapped by a high toddler. What the fuck is my life!!!!

Alfred: Young Master! This kind young man brought us to a health professional who could help with your special health needs! It may not have happened... In the best of ways. But you shall be polite!

Jason: Yes Alfie.

Danny: You're younger than me as a ghost! So you can't say anything!!!

Frostbite: Great One. The poor halfa didn't know he was still partially dead. Be mindful.

Danny:.... Yes Frostbite.

Frostbite: You two relax and heal up. I will be giving Mr Pennyworth a thorough understanding of liminal and halfa health concerns and needs. As well as the number for that phone you provided us. Young Tucker will need to make them new phones. In case of emergencies.

Jason and Danny, faced by the stares of their respected elders? Grumble but good and settle down. Probably sniping at each other constantly. They end up finding they mean quite well. Once they move onto creative insults? Well that's is, new bestie. Bruce is gonna hate this!!!

[gaozorous-rex-blog]

Bruce may not like it, but his kids sure will! Especially when Scarecrow breaks out of Arkham again.

Steph/Spoiler just screams: RELEASE THE TWIIIIIIINNNNKKKKK!

RR/Tim cackles in response, then joins in her chanting on the coms. And Nightwing joins in the fun, too.

Jason finally relents with the biggest sigh-groan: AUUUUGHHGHGHHGGHHHH, FINE! -brings out his new brick like, neon green phone and calls his favorite Danger Twink- Hey Danny. You want some more happy goo drugs from Sack Guy?

Danny: !!!(´●ω●｀)!!! YES! BE RIGHT THERE! -rips a portal to Gotham and follows Jason's presence to where Scarecrow and Batman are duking it out- OMG, MY FAVORITE SACK DUDEEE!

Scarecrow, who's had his gas dispenser stolen by Danny multiple times now: Oh no, not you again!! D:<

Danny: Weeeeeeeee! ‎˗ˏˋ٩(๑° ³°๑)۶´ˎ˗ -yoinks the gas dispenser with his intangibility- Johnny, Kitty, and Ember are gonna be ecstatic I'm getting more of this stuff! Thanks again, Sack Guyyyyy! -he says as he floats away like a happy balloon, his ghost tail trailing behind him and adding to the balloon look-

Scarecrow: IT'S SCARECROW!! NOT "SACK GUY"!! ୧( ಠ Д ಠ )୨💢 What's the point of fucking branding if they never get it right?! -he grumbles angrily as Batman arrests him and drops him off back at Arkham-

The Batkids are just snickering in the background at Scarecrow's suffering.

[hdgnj]

Frostbite is most amused by this new found drug. It's completely safe, no harmful side effects on a healthy ghost. Ever of there is a bit of a hangover. The biggest issue is the fact it tends to make them react more instinctively. Frostbite ends up having to make a pamphlet about the drug. With recommendations for safe use. These children...

With both Jason and Danny being ghost children? Both of them when together act just like small children. Jason's siblings love it. Prime entertainment. They get so hyper over the weirdest stuff. Alfred happily invites Danny over when Jason needs to rest. Danny is more than happy to enforce nap time. Alfred gives him the good cookies.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

"The good cookies" you say, as if all of Alfred's cookies aren't amazing. No, no, no! He gets cookies to TAKE HOME.

[gettingcomfyinyourwalls]

DP x DC prompt #153

Every ancient's core is directly tied to what they are the ancient of. For Clockwork, his core is present throughout all of time. For Undergrowth, his core is connected to every plant on Earth. For Nocturn, his ckrr is made up of the combined dreams of the people of Earth.

Danny though, as the Ancient of Space, Danny's core is made up of the entire universe. He has a hard time explaining this to the Justice League.

[bet-on-me-13]

Undergrowth Core is the Green, and the people who can tap into it like Poison Ivy and Swamp-Thing are his acolytes.

Clockwork's Core is Time Itself, and it is ever changing, ever reverting, always moving, always stopping.

Nocturn's Core is the Dreamscape, the collective unconscious of all sentient beings, that they can only tap into when they sleep. He is much more than simply, "Dreams"

Fright Knight's Core is Fear itself. He is the representation of Fear across all Sentient Life across the universe (Paralax is the embodiment of thr ability to cause Fear, while Fright Knight Fear Itself)

Danielle's Core is the Speedforce. She is the living concept of Movement, daughter of Space, ever moving. Her Core facilitates all Movement in reality.

Danny's Core is Space itself. Most people don't really think about it, but Space is much more than just matter and distance. It is one if the 2 Binding Forces of Existence, just as important to reality as Time is.

...

So, after hearing about all of these godlike beings, whose existence dictates existence itself, I ask this of you...

...What would happen if one of these were to be killed? Or more accurately, what would happen if one of these beings were to have their Core ripped put of their body?

The GIW managed to capture Danny, and it all went to hell.

They ripped the concept of Space out of the body of the person maintaining it. This had dire consequences to the fabric of Reality, as Time no longer had an equal to balance its power.

Time is overwhelming itself, Space is collapsing across all of the Universe, and Movement is frantically running around trying to keep her templates Core intact.

But she needs more power, more speed to keep up. She just hopes that her kids will be okay afterwards.

...

Barry has no idea why, but he knows something is about to happen. The End Times are upon them, and he can even articulate what is making him feel this way. All he knows is that he must Run.

So he Runs.

And it's not just Barry, as he runs he is joined by Wally, Jessica, Bart, even Eobard and Hunter. They all run together, generating as much Speedforce as they can.

They don't know why, but they somehow know that if they stop running, if they falter, if they stop supplying the Speedforce with Power, all is lost.

They just hope that the others can figure it out before they and the Speedforce itself gives out.

[gettingcomfyinyourwalls]

Literally my exact thoughts about Danny's space core being equal in terms of power and importance to Clockwork's time core! And with Danny's core being as damaged as it is, the very fabric of the universe is probably tearing apart with Time trying to fill in the gaps.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Imagine what this looks like from an individual's perspective. You're just some guy going through space. You've traveled this path a few times before, so the scenes are familiar. Except this time, things look off. When you look off in one direction, there are no more stars where there use to be dozens. And to the right and down a ways, there's a planet that you know always has at least one storm visible on it's exosphere, but today the weather on the planet seems unnaturally still. Things are Wrong, so you move closer to investigate. Turns out, the planet is still, not rotating, not orbiting, frozen in it's place in that solar system. The asteroid belt surrounding this area is frozen in place, not even a pebble of a rock moving. Except upon even closer inspection, the wildlife on the planet is moving double time. It's WronGWrOnGwRONg. You look around again. Some patches of stars vanish before your eyes, some implode into puddles of color, new stars are born in the new spaces. It's not right. These events take Time, and there is light-years of Space to be traveled for the events to even be witnessed this far away. The natural laws of existence seem to be in shambles. But you can't stay here. You have to Move. Staying still isn't helpful. Staying still is Dangerous.

[amazingspidermans]

reasons why it is actually 2013

things that are popular again:

mcr

the jonas brothers

dan and phil

david tennant/dr. who related stuff

michael sheen/twilight related stuff

minecraft

jared padalecki

hetalia

percy jackson

[h3adl3sschick3n]

We had to do it over because the original wasn't gay enough.

[h3adl3sschick3n]

Do you see this shit? They have the same walk! Must be a snake thing.