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[duendedefined]

Could I request princess rosalina in carameldansen please?

[phantoms-lair]

Two things for the Reincarnation Fic, would Dan still be kicking around, now or soon to be out of the soup can and be looking for his reincarnated self? And do you think Izuku would have the same powers as Danny or would develop his own ones? like if his parent's quirks influence his powers telekinesis and fire powers seem likely, or if his manner of death with the sludge villain develops something slimy, poisonous or breathing related like how the Wail came from Danny screaming in the portal.

Dan was taken out. What kept him alive, so to speak, was the need for him to act as a reminder for Danny to never falter. When Danny passed from the world permanently, Clockwork erased him from time.

Izuku’s powers are not influenced by his parents quirks as, being quirkless he just doesn’t have access to them. His wail is the one power that’s someone different from Danny’s version. The affect is still the same, forcewise, but most people can’t hear it. As Izuku’s dying screams were muffled, so too is the sound of his wail, except for those who are already dying or close to it. To them is sounds like a child’s scream, frightened and in pain.

All Might always hears it clearly. And when he finds out about the source of Izuku’s power, it becomes a reminder that he got there too late.

[ladylynse]

what are your thoughts on scary/creepy danny? to me danny's never been good at scaring people beyond prank scares but gives off huge uncanny valley vibes once his powers settle because of things like being too cold, forgetting to breathe, dismissal and quick recovery from large injuries, moving too quietly and sharp teeth, I also like the idea that he can tap into his more ghostly side and press that part of people's brains that screams *get away from this thing it's dangerous* if he needs to.

I love the idea of it but have never written it. I admittedly never thought about Danny essentially weaponizing his ghostly side like in your last example, though. That’s a neat idea. So’s the uncanny valley feeling; that makes a lot of sense, and I love it. I just. Hmm.... What if I just....

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EDIT: Now reworked and expanded on the AO3 as The Curious Case of Danny Fenton (FFN).

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“What is up with that kid?” Wes whispered, loudly enough to be heard by the girl beside him but hopefully not by the kid in question. He hoped his nod in the appropriate direction was subtle enough, too.

The girl frowned and pointed at him with her nail file. “Why are you talking to me?” she asked.

Wes blinked.

The girl behind the first girl added, “Just avoid Fenton if you don’t want to be a loser like him.” The two of them laughed and walked off.

Fenton. That was Fenton, the kid with the crazy ghost hunting parents?

The kid in question glanced his way, and Wes looked away and tried to suppress a shudder. There was something about him, something…something…something wrong. Wes couldn’t put his finger on what it was, but he was going to find out.

XXX

In less than a week, Wes realized two very important things about Danny Fenton. One: Star’s assertion that Fenton was a loser was reinforced daily by the school bully. (Wes himself had enough athletic ability to stay off of Dash’s radar.) Two: Dash’s star quarterback status wasn’t the only reason the teachers turned a blind eye to the treatment.

Wes had seen Fenton picked up by his shirt and shoved into his locker more often than Mickey was into his, but the math nerd showed the treatment of it. He had bruises. Scratches. He still smiled, still had a cheerfully subservient attitude in the hopes that it would prevent further treatment, but he’d walk with a limp or eat only soup for a few days or stumble into class just before the bell with red marks crisscrossing his skin.

Fenton did not.

He’d be punched. Tripped. Kicked. All manner of ‘accidentally knocked into’ and ‘accidentally knocked down’. And it never showed. It wasn’t just that he didn’t bruise easily—or at all, as far as Wes could tell. He wasn’t favouring any limbs. He didn’t complain—at least in Wes’s hearing—of being sore. He didn’t act as if he were hurt. Ever.

No one else ever commented on this, so Wes kept his mouth shut and his eyes open.

That was why, months later, Wes saw something he was pretty sure no one else did.

Fenton was banned from handling glassware in chemistry, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t help Manson move some drama props for a prank or a protest or whatever he was up to, and Wes was coming out of the washroom after basketball practice when he saw Fenton drop some glass orb.

It broke, and Fenton cut himself when trying to clean it up. Wes heard the quiet crud muttered even as he stepped back to hover in the alcove by the washroom, and he peeked out just enough to see Fenton press some tissue into his hand and then pick up the glass.

When Wes walked by later, all he saw was a forgotten glimmer of glass and a trio of red splotches staining the floor.

The next day, Wes made a point of looking for it, but Fenton didn’t have so much as a band-aid on, and there was no sign of a telltale scab.

XXX

By their senior year, Wes had it all figured out. He’d long ago pointed out the truth—that Fenton was Phantom—but no one believed him, despite all the evidence he trotted out again and again. Worse still, Fenton didn’t even try to hide it around him anymore.

Wes always saw a flash of fangs when Danny’s smirk inevitably grew into a grin when he noticed Wes watching him, even when other people were around.

Entirely too often, Fenton would just appear, and even though others wrote it off as ‘not noticing the loser’s approach’, Wes knew it was so much more than that. And, okay, fine, it wasn’t always literally appearing out of nowhere, but no one should be able to walk that quietly over fallen autumn leaves. It just wasn’t natural, which was his (entirely ignored) point.

One time in gym class, Wes was the only one close enough to Fenton to hear the sickening crack when he slipped and fell on his arm and it bent the wrong way. Fenton never said anything about it, but he did favour it. For the rest of the day. The next day, it was business as usual for him.

No one thought it weird that Fenton didn’t dress for the winter weather. If he bothered with a coat over his T-shirt, it was never done up anymore. But they also didn’t find it weird that it was always cool around him, even in the heat of summer. Assuming anyone else acknowledged it, they’d blame the air conditioning or a sudden gust of nonexistent wind, as if that made any sense at all.

That permanent cold spot might be why no one seemed to think it weird that Fenton wasn’t ever warm to the touch, either. Not that Wes could bring that up without a lot of teasing for all the wrong reasons, but every time Wes had brushed by him, Fenton had been cold. Not just cool, not just chilly, cold. Cold enough to give Wes goosebumps.

It didn’t help that Fenton’s only redeeming quality in the eyes of the popular kids was that he could hold his breath for a long time. It had been discovered during one of Dash’s more questionable bouts of bullying, but it had earned Fenton some grudging respect. He hammed it up instead of brushing it off, and no one questioned the fact that he could hold his breath for five minutes, despite how insane that was, especially for kids their age with zero training.

No one noticed the fact that Fenton never took a giant gulp of air before doing that, either.

No one realized that he simply didn’t need to breathe, at least not as often as a normal human if he did.

There was just…. It wasn’t normal. None of it was normal. It drove Wes nuts, and no one else seemed to see any of it.

XXX

On their last day of high school, Wes managed to get Danny alone.

Well.

Sam and Tucker were hovering in the background, snickering, but it was as alone as they were going to get.

“C’mon, you have to own up to this,” Wes said, trying not to make it sound like the plea it was. “You just…. You can’t pretend none of this…. You can’t let everyone keep thinking I’m Phantom when you’re, y’know.”

Danny smiled, his teeth just a touch too long and just this side of too sharp. “Whaddaya mean?”

Instinct was telling Wes to get out of there, but he held his ground.

“You’re Phantom,” he said. “I know you’re Phantom. I’ve seen you change.”

Danger, shouted his mind as it reminded him of all possible exits. Run, thundered his heart, beating faster with each passing second. Get away, screamed his muscles, tensed and ready to spring.

He was standing there waiting for an answer, gulping in lungfuls of air, before he realized the unnerving feeling had entirely disappeared.

Danny was frowning. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His teeth looked normal. His face, his demeanour…. It all seemed perfectly normal.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about!” Wes hissed. “The…the glowing eyes, the freaky stuff you do, everything!”

Danny raised an eyebrow.

“Stop doing that! You know what I mean!”

“Phantom’s dead, Wes,” Danny said. “He was long dead before you ever moved here. No one seriously thinks you’re him.”

“So you admit you’re dead, then? Because you’re Phantom?”

Danny snorted. “Phantom’s a ghost,” he said. “Ghosts are dead. I do not need to have grown up with the parents I did to know that. Do I look dead to you?”

He really didn’t, not at that precise moment, but Wes growled out an affirmative anyway.

Danny shrugged. “Suit yourself,” he said. “I can’t make you not believe your own crazy conspiracy theory. Have a good rest of your life, Wes.”

He started to walk away, his soft footsteps on the linoleum sounding loud to Wes’s ears.

“Hey, wait, I’m not done!” Wes yelled. He sprinted after Danny, easily catching up to him, and reached to grab his arm.

Wes watched his fingers pass right through Danny’s arm and backpack as Danny reached Sam and Tucker. Wes stared at his hand for a split second and then looked up to confront them with this obvious bit of proof, but the hallway was empty.

He couldn’t hear any footsteps leading away, nor any muffled laughter at his expense.

Wes stood entirely by himself, left with exactly as much concrete proof of the truth as he’d ever had.

Nothing.

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[danphanwritingprompts]

Advanced mechanics, Ectoplasm manipulation, Chemistry, Multidimensional and theoretical physics and much more, With his supergenius parents it’s impossible that Danny didn’t pick up bits and peices from them over the last 14 years and he’s shoved as much of it as he could into this school project because he really needed it to pull his grades up out the gutter, But now that he’s being called to present it Danny’s wondering if he’s gone more than a little overboard with it all.

[cordria]

Trope mash-up request, Danny/Valerie (GreyGhost) 63 (everyone knows/mistaken for couple) + 99 (magical accident), Thanks in advance!

I didn’t get my days off. Boss said if I were that hurt, I needed to see a doctor. I didn’t want to go to the clinic, because Reasons, and he didn’t budge when I tried the worker’s comp angle. (dramatic sigh) Damn having a boss that doesn’t mind having a totally legit worker’s comp claim filed against them. I totally coulda gotten two free days off at my last job.

Anyways. 

15 minute story snippet. Unedited, sorry for mistakes.

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GreyGhost 63 + 99

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“Hey, wait up!” Danny yelled, jogging up the street.

Valerie paused, watching him get closer, a ghost of a smile on her face. She watched his long bangs flop in front of his eyes as he skidded to a stop next to her, then reached out and twitched them out of his face. “Hi, Sir Needs-a-haircut,” she said. “Got out of detention, huh?”

Danny rolled his eyes and batted her hand away. “Lancer is… um… He’s dealing with an unfortunate supply closet situation.”

She narrowed her eyes a bit, confused. “And he just let you leave?” 

“One too many unhelpful comments, I guess.” He shrugged. “I have to make up the detention tomorrow. Where are you going?”

“Work, obviously. Walk with me?”

“Will I get some free fries at the other end?” 

Valerie sighed and started walking, Danny falling into step next to her. “Sometimes I think we’re only dating so you can get free fries.”

“It’s a perk, for sure.” 

Cool fingers brushed against hers and wove between her fingers. “Yeah?” Valerie asked, pulling him close so they bumped shoulders. “What other kinds of perks are there?”

“Warm fingers,” Danny said. “Pretty view. Nice company-” He cut off with a shiver.

“You okay?” 

“Yeah,” Danny said, but his eyes were narrowed and his body was stiffer. “Um… why don’t you go ahead-

There was a flash and a bang. Valerie ducked, pulling Danny down with her. “What the-” she yelped, head whipping around. 

As the smoke cleared, a ghost was standing not ten feet from them, feet planted on the road. The ghost was decked in a flamboyant wizard robe, complete with a staff. “I am the office supply wizard!” the ghost shrieked. “Feel my wrath!”

“Office… supply… wizard?” Danny muttered. “That somehow explains something and nothing at all at the same time.”

“Let’s get out of here,” Valerie said, already locating the nearest alley and setting her feet on a scuttling course. “We can hide-”

Cold washed over them as the ghost picked up its staff and pointed it towards them. “Zoom-ba-la-glue!” it yelled.

“Watch out!” Valerie shouted, tightening her grip on Danny’s hand. Light slammed into them. Valerie slammed her eyes shut, waiting for the pain to hit.

She felt Danny tugging at her hand, and she opened her eyes. The light was gone. Danny and her were still crouched on the road, unharmed. Danny was glaring at the wizard ghost with a strange, angry set to his face.

The ghost laughed and twirled in a circle. “That’ll keep you busy, I should think, while I plot my revenge!” Smoke swirled and flashed, and the ghost was gone.

“What did that mean?” Danny muttered, going back to tugging at her hand. “You can let go of me now.”

Valerie scowled at the vanished ghost. She’d be late for work now, needing to spend time tracking down that… thing. “I’m not holding on.” She pulled back, realizing Danny’s hand was following hers. “Danny…”

“Aw, shit,” Danny said, his shoulders dropped. “Seriously? Zoom-ba-la-glue?”

Valerie caught the last word and groaned. There’d be no tracking down the ghost with Danny literally glued to her. Pulling their stuck-together hands closer to her, she studied the connection. The little bits of glue she could see were glowing an inhuman green. “Do you want to come with me to work?”

“I’m sure my parents will have an anti-ghost-glue something-or-other,” Danny grumbled. “Let’s head there first. Maybe my sister can get you a ride so you’re not late.”

Valerie nodded and glanced towards the town. Hopefully Phantom would be able to keep the thing busy until she got free of this.

[nastyburger]

Consider: Wes trying to call a temporary truce with Danny so he can get him to help him prove to Kyle that *ghosts actually exist in the first place* and thus go back to trying to reveal Danny's alter-ego in peace

danny will never agree to it lol hes having too much fun with kyle’s shenanigans

[kinglazrus]

Miraculous Ladybug is something i like to see crossed with DP but content seems to be a bit thin on the ground or part of larger crossovers [frequently secret quartet], I really like the idea of a ghost miraculous, either just danny finding it in the GZ or as an AU source for his ghost powers, Another show I think would work well is Lilo and Stitch, for one thing space nerd Danny meeting real aliens but I think there would be a few other interesting character dynamics [1/2]

Jumba is an interesting contrast as an 'Evil Genius' more in title who seems to be ethically on the level while the 'good' Fentons disregard ghosts as incapable of feeling and inherently evil, Nani and Jazz talking about having to step up as parent for a sibling, Dani and Stich both having issues from being created lifeforms, I wouldn't be surprised if one of the other 625 experiments had been made using ectoplasm, there's lots of ways you could spin a cross over between them. [2/2]

I haven’t seen Miraculous yet, but a lot of content for it comes across my dash thanks to some of my mutuals. Including a few ghost miraculous posts! I might have to check the show out

I never would have thought about a Lilo and Stitch crossover, but you make it sound pretty interesting. Now that this is in my head, all I can pictures is Cobra looking at the GIW and being absolutely appalled by them

[sometipsygnostalgic]

yeah khimari suffers badly from being a jack of all trades and not doing anything as well as any of the rest of the group who all specialize with a particular strength/against a specific type of enemy, his one saving grace for me is that you can teach him steal and get a decent number of LV3 keyspheres during his solo bossfight which are a pain to aquire otherwise

oh my god. if only i knew that before doing his solo bossfight   

...actually his solo bossfight was probably the easiest ive done, surprising since i didnt level ronso up much