Dec 29, 2025
Vlad: *sighs* You're an idiot sometimes Daniel.
Danny: But I'm your idiot 😏
Vlad: ...Yes 🙄😳
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Vlad: *sighs* You're an idiot sometimes Daniel.
Danny: But I'm your idiot 😏
Vlad: ...Yes 🙄😳
Valentine's Day wip
Valentine's Day really wasn't her cup of tea.
Oh, sure she's had her share of admirers, secret and not-so-secret (one Dash Baxter came to mind and Jazz shuddered), but she had never been anyone's special someone on Valentine's Day and that suited Jazz just fine.
In high school she would find cards and chocolate in her locker, the occasional flower taped to the outside. She'd give the flowers to Danny and briefly scan the cards before throwing them away. The chocolate would be saved to share with Danny after school, a pick-me-up after another lonely couples holiday for her brother. While it never bothered her to be single, it certainly bothered Danny. Her little brother's big heart wasn't meant to be alone and while he could content himself to spend the day with either her or his friends, he never had any admirers for himself. At least, not ones without some sort of agenda. It bothered her enough that she resigned herself to stay single until her brother started his first relationship, so she focused on school and later on helping Danny and his friends catch ghosts.
She was happy for him when he started seeing Valerie, even if he didn't share the news with her, but she saw. Danny was an open book to her. She tried not to spend too much time psychoanalyzing him, especially with his... situation, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. She saw before he did that it wouldn't work out, not with how focused Valerie was on catching Phantom. It was a shame, because she thought they actually made a cute couple.
Danny and Sam becoming an item was also a long time coming, but she never liked to wonder whether that was a thing that would actually last. She didn't want to doubt their relationship, she certainly didn't want to doubt her brother, not with his already low self-esteem, but... they were friends first and foremost. Romance had never played a part leading up to a relationship and the pressure from their parents wasn't helping them. She wasn't surprised when they broke up the summer before Danny's first year of college. Luckily she had been home from her own college and armed with ice cream and bad action movies to comfort him as he cried silently on her shoulder.
Her final year of college came with the start of Danny's first and she helped him through the transition with late night phone calls and a multitude of advice for surviving the first year. She always knew her brother was smart, though. It came as no real surprise that he soon started to thrive, even if he was in Wisconsin, even if he was so close to his arch-enemy, but she told herself he could handle it. Her brother was amazing.
So when Valentine's Day rolled around and she called to say hi, she wasn't quite sure what to expect. Would he still be single? Would he have someone this year? Danny was far more socially accepted now that he was away from Amity, it was anyone's guess.
The phone rang a little longer than Danny would normally let it and Jazz rose a brow. She tried not to read too into it, but a slow smile started to split her lips. It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday, Danny didn't have classes and he had to be awake by now. Her hopes were starting to climb.
They completely soared when the line finally connected and Danny's voice hit her ear, sounding just a little too breathy for someone doing anything but what she knew he'd been doing. She laughed loudly into the phone.
"I don't wanna ask, but I'm going to anyway," she said by way of greeting as Danny sputtered on the other side. "Please tell me you're using protection."
"Jazz! Don't do this, please!"
She rose a brow. "Is that a no?"
"Ugh! Yes, we used protection, we're both adults who know better. What are you, mom?"
"I'm just looking out for you!" she teased. "So is this a steady thing or..."
"Or?"
She sighed. "I just... want to make sure you're not just rebounding after Sam. I don't want to pry but you know me. So how long has this been going on?"
Danny was quiet. There was some shuffling in the background, a voice she could barely hear, but sounded vaguely familiar, and Danny eventually let out a heavy breath. "It's... steady, I guess. We haven't... told anyone yet."
"Even Sam or Tucker?" She was rather shocked actually.
"I'm not sure they'd understand..." Danny muttered. "I'm not sure you'd understand."
Jazz pursed her lips. She walked up to the door to her apartment, cradling her phone against her shoulder as she fished her keys out of her purse. "Danny, I haven't understood more than half the stuff you've done since you got your powers," she admitted. She slotted her key into the lock and let herself into her one bedroom apartment, tossing her keys and purse on the kitchen counter. Collapsing on the couch with one arm over her eyes, she finally relaxed for what felt like the first time in days. "You know I support you no matter what, little brother."
"Yeah, I know..."
She smiled. "So who is it? Anyone I know?"
"Um..." she could practically hear the blood rushing to his face. "Kinda?"
Jazz hummed. She turned over all of Danny's friends and acquaintances that she knew of in her head. Sam was in Chicago and Tucker at MIT, so that ruled them out. She couldn't recall Danny mentioning anyone but his roommate and a few classmates over their many phone conversations. He had admitted to her some months back that he found the TA for his astronomy class was really cute and had confided in her that he might be bisexual. But he also said that his roommate was rather annoying when spent too much time with and those classmates had only been partners for various projects. The TA maybe? But, no, Danny said the guy was older and most likely straight if the wedding ring on his finger meant anything.
Her thoughts wondered over to the ghosts she knew of. Some of them were on relatively friendly terms with Danny and even more had developed a sort of antagonistic friendship with him. Madison wasn't nearly as haunted as Amity, but they still had their fair share of specters. Like the Dairy King and the Wisconsin Ghost-
Her brain popped. She threw a hand over her mouth and groaned loudly into the phone. Danny laughed.
"You OK over there, Jazz?"
"Please tell me it's not Vlad," she begged, deadpan.
"Wha-! How did- I mean! It's... not?"
She removed her arm from her eyes and glared at the ceiling. "Ah, yes, that was so convincing."
"How did you even guess that?!"
She sat up, pinching her nose. "He's a hot older man, Danny; you have a thing for hot older men. Not to mention that he's the only other halfa in existence and you two have had some weird chemistry since you were fourteen." She dropped her hand to her lap and looked to her coffee table.
Her heart stopped.
Danny continued to sputter in her ear, ranging from indignant to defensive to insecure, but Jazz couldn't hear him. Her blood rushed in her ears and her face went hot. Her hands grew clammy as a spike of fear shot through her.
Sitting innocently before her lay a bouquet of blue roses tied together with a blue ribbon. Set against them was a heart-shaped box of chocolate. She reached out with a shaky hand, turning the tag and reading her own name in neat, professional script. There was no sender.
"Jazz? Are you even listening to me?"
Jazz released a shaky breath. "Y-yeah, Danny, sorry." She cleared her throat, eyes never leaving the objects on her table. "Listen, l-let me call you back and we can talk about this more. Something just came up."
"Uh-huh. I'm sure it's not just because you're suddenly uncomfortable because I'm apparently dating Vlad."
She gave a short laugh, if only to ease her own sudden nerves at how someone had apparently broken into her home to leave her chocolate and flowers. She couldn't tell Danny that, though. He had enough on his plate and apparently a boyfriend to entertain. Plus it was Valentine's Day. She wasn't going to take this away from him even if she didn't quite understand it. She poked a single rose bud like it might bite her. "You know I trust your judgment, Danny." When nothing happened, she lifted the bouquet to her face, scrutinizing them with narrowed eyes. "If you want to date Vlad, it's not like I can do anything to stop you. I can only ask that you explain it to me when we get some time to do so. I still support you, little brother."
Danny's hesitancy on the other end was palpable and she couldn't help but smile. She raised the roses to her face, smelling their sweetness. Soft petals tickled her cheeks and a pink flush spread over her face. "I guess I'll talk to you later then," he said.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Danny. Go enjoy it," Jazz said.
"You too. Bye, Jazz."
It is weird that Vlad isn’t a part Reality Trip. By all accounts, he should have been involved.
1. Maddie was in danger. If there was a list of reasons Danny and Vlad would team up regardless of the state of their rivalry, protecting Maddie from danger would be top of the list.
2. Danny’s identity is revealed. There are a few reasons why Vlad would be involved in this situation.
- Self-preservation. One of the big rules of their feud is mutually assured exposure. With Danny out, Vlad no longer has that and is going to want to address it.
- also self-preservation. Even if he’s confident that Danny isn’t going to snitch, one half-ghost getting outed to the world is still going to be a huge deal to the other half-ghosts running around. Either Vlad would seek Danny out himself or Dani would.
- Vlad wants Danny. He wants him to move in with him in Wisconsin and rely on him and love him. Danny is effectively homeless as he assumes that to seek out his parents is to seek out pain and Danny had already resolved to just wait for his parents to reach out to him while he’s on the run. I wouldn’t be shocked if Danny himself moved to Vlad’s if Danny hadn’t already decided to seek out the reality gems. Vlad would have jumped at this opportunity to woo Danny over to his side.
3. the reality gauntlet. Vlad is not going to like the reality gauntlet existing and him not owning it. He definitely isn’t going to like the Guys in White having it (self-preservation. they want to kill ghosts) or Freakshow (also self-preservation. he controls ghosts).
It is weird that Vlad had nothing to do with this weekend of chaos. I can only imagine that he was literally trapped under a rock for those few days because you can’t say that he just didn’t know. World-wide news broadcast and national man-hunt aside, Vlad stalks him. He has the house bugged. He has ghosts hired to report in. He has Valerie’s tech studying him. Vlad is obsessed with the Fentons and he needs Danny to accept him into his heart.
I’m aware that the writers just didn’t want to deal with him and that’s the most probable answer but that’s a stupid boring answer that I hate so we’re not talking about it. Even with that, though, a few second long bit showing Vlad holed up in a study cave for a few days would’ve been more than enough to not mention him for the rest of the season finale. Or literally trapped under a rock in the ghost zone. that could’ve been funny.
help what do the gays want
The ghost writer is lowkey extremely powerful and the fact that he can be used for any trope or plot device you want must be explored more.
"The ghost writer said there was only one bed/soulmate identifying marks/omegaverse/trapped in a room together until you stop fighting and giving him a headache. Au" I could keep going but I think I've made my point
Vlad deciding he'll prove that he and Maddie are perfect for each other and bringing Danny to a ghostly plot device that reveals one's soulmate but it actually shows them that they're each others' soulmate
Vlad starting his stalking early to prepare for his revenge in Bitter Reunions and finding out about Danny before ever inviting them over and changing his plans entirely in order to woo Danny over to his side.
Because what could be more perfect than Jack’s own son leaving him after another lab accident caused by his negligence?
I wrote this on Valentine's day when I was deep into Danny Phantom and I feel myself starting to dip again. I like it enough to post but not enough to put on AO3 yet. Needs work. Have some Bloobloods WIP
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Valentine's Day really wasn't her cup of tea.
Oh, sure she's had her share of admirers, secret and not-so-secret (one Dash Baxter came to mind and Jazz shuddered), but she had never been anyone's special someone on Valentine's Day and that suited Jazz just fine.
In high school she would find cards and chocolate in her locker, the occasional flower taped to the outside. She'd give the flowers to Danny and briefly scan the cards before throwing them away. The chocolate would be saved to share with Danny after school, a pick-me-up after another lonely couples holiday for her brother. While it never bothered her to be single, it certainly bothered Danny. Her little brother's big heart wasn't meant to be alone and while he could content himself to spend the day with either her or his friends, he never had any admirers for himself. At least, not ones without some sort of agenda. It bothered her enough that she resigned herself to stay single until her brother started his first relationship, so she focused on school and later on helping Danny and his friends catch ghosts.
She was happy for him when he started seeing Valerie, even if he didn't share the news with her, but she saw. Danny was an open book to her. She tried not to spend too much time psychoanalyzing him, especially with his... situation, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. She saw before he did that it wouldn't work out, not with how focused Valerie was on catching Phantom. It was a shame, because she thought they actually made a cute couple.
Danny and Sam becoming an item was also a long time coming, but she never liked to wonder whether that was a thing that would actually last. She didn't want to doubt their relationship, she certainly didn't want to doubt her brother, not with his already low self-esteem, but... they were friends first and foremost. Romance had never played a part leading up to a relationship and the pressure from their parents wasn't helping them. She wasn't surprised when they broke up the summer before Danny's first year of college. Luckily she had been home from her own college and armed with ice cream and bad action movies to comfort him as he cried silently on her shoulder.
Her final year of college came with the start of Danny's first and she helped him through the transition with late night phone calls and a multitude of advice for surviving the first year. She always knew her brother was smart, though. It came as no real surprise that he soon started to thrive, even if he was in Wisconsin, even if he was so close to his arch-enemy, but she told herself he could handle it. Her brother was amazing.
So when Valentine's Day rolled around and she called to say hi, she wasn't quite sure what to expect. Would he still be single? Would he have someone this year? Danny was far more socially accepted now that he was away from Amity, it was anyone's guess.
The phone rang a little longer than Danny would normally let it and Jazz rose a brow. She tried not to read too into it, but a slow smile started to split her lips. It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday, Danny didn't have classes and he had to be awake by now. Her hopes were starting to climb.
They completely soared when the line finally connected and Danny's voice hit her ear, sounding just a little too breathy for someone doing anything but what she knew he'd been doing. She laughed loudly into the phone.
"I don't wanna ask, but I'm going to anyway," she said by way of greeting as Danny sputtered on the other side. "Please tell me you're using protection."
"Jazz! Don't do this, please!"
She rose a brow. "Is that a no?"
"Ugh! Yes, we used protection, we're both adults who know better. What are you, mom?"
"I'm just looking out for you!" she teased. "So is this a steady thing or..."
"Or?"
She sighed. "I just... want to make sure you're not just rebounding after Sam. I don't want to pry but you know me. So how long has this been going on?"
Danny was quiet. There was some shuffling in the background, a voice she could barely hear, but sounded vaguely familiar, and Danny eventually let out a heavy breath. "It's... steady, I guess. We haven't... told anyone yet."
"Even Sam or Tucker?" She was rather shocked actually.
"I'm not sure they'd understand..." Danny muttered. "I'm not sure you'd understand."
Jazz pursed her lips. She walked up to the door to her apartment, cradling her phone against her shoulder as she fished her keys out of her purse. "Danny, I haven't understood more than half the stuff you've done since you got your powers," she admitted. She slotted her key into the lock and let herself into her one bedroom apartment, tossing her keys and purse on the kitchen counter. Collapsing on the couch with one arm over her eyes, she finally relaxed for what felt like the first time in days. "You know I support you no matter what, little brother."
"Yeah, I know..."
She smiled. "So who is it? Anyone I know?"
"Um..." she could practically hear the blood rushing to his face. "Kinda?"
Jazz hummed. She turned over all of Danny's friends and acquaintances that she knew of in her head. Sam was in Chicago and Tucker at MIT, so that ruled them out. She couldn't recall Danny mentioning anyone but his roommate and a few classmates over their many phone conversations. He had admitted to her some months back that he found the TA for his astronomy class was really cute and had confided in her that he might be bisexual. But he also said that his roommate was rather annoying when spent too much time with and those classmates had only been partners for various projects. The TA maybe? But, no, Danny said the guy was older and most likely straight if the wedding ring on his finger meant anything.
Her thoughts wondered over to the ghosts she knew of. Some of them were on relatively friendly terms with Danny and even more had developed a sort of antagonistic friendship with him. Madison wasn't nearly as haunted as Amity, but they still had their fair share of specters. Like the Dairy King and the Wisconsin Ghost-
Her brain popped. She threw a hand over her mouth and groaned loudly into the phone. Danny laughed.
"You OK over there, Jazz?"
"Please tell me it's not Vlad," she begged, deadpan.
"Wha-! How did- I mean! It's... not?"
She removed her arm from her eyes and glared at the ceiling. "Ah, yes, that was so convincing."
"How did you even guess that?!"
She sat up, pinching her nose. "He's a hot older man, Danny; you have a thing for hot older men. Not to mention that he's the only other halfa in existence and you two have had some weird chemistry since you were fourteen." She dropped her hand to her lap and looked to her coffee table.
Her heart stopped.
Danny continued to sputter in her ear, ranging from indignant to defensive to insecure, but Jazz couldn't hear him. Her blood rushed in her ears and her face went hot. Her hands grew clammy as a spike of fear shot through her.
Sitting innocently before her lay a bouquet of blue roses tied together with a blue ribbon. Set against them was a heart-shaped box of chocolate. She reached out with a shaky hand, turning the tag and reading her own name in neat, professional script. There was no sender.
"Jazz? Are you even listening to me?"
Jazz released a shaky breath. "Y-yeah, Danny, sorry." She cleared her throat, eyes never leaving the objects on her table. "Listen, l-let me call you back and we can talk about this more. Something just came up."
"Uh-huh. I'm sure it's not just because you're suddenly uncomfortable because I'm apparently dating Vlad."
She gave a short laugh, if only to ease her own sudden nerves at how someone had apparently broken into her home to leave her chocolate and flowers. She couldn't tell Danny that, though. He had enough on his plate and apparently a boyfriend to entertain. Plus it was Valentine's Day. She wasn't going to take this away from him even if she didn't quite understand it. She poked a single rose bud like it might bite her. "You know I trust your judgment, Danny." When nothing happened, she lifted the bouquet to her face, scrutinizing them with narrowed eyes. "If you want to date Vlad, it's not like I can do anything to stop you. I can only ask that you explain it to me when we get some time to do so. I still support you, little brother."
Danny's hesitancy on the other end was palpable and she couldn't help but smile. She raised the roses to her face, smelling their sweetness. Soft petals tickled her cheeks and a pink flush spread over her face. "I guess I'll talk to you later then," he said.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Danny. Go enjoy it," Jazz said.
"You too. Bye, Jazz."