I’ve spent the past few months attempting to figure out a framework for Ghost Physics in the Danny Phantom universe? Enjoy my crazed scribblings.
Cliff notes version: The Ghost Zone is our dimension’s 4D “atmosphere,” absorbing harmful trans-dimensional radiation. Ghosts are made of the Ghost Zone’s version of matter, called ectoplasm, a substance capable of 4D motion (video explanation of that), “toggling” how physical forces (esp. electromagnetism and gravity) interact with it, and storing huge amounts of energy. A ghost’s unique nervous system and encoded body plan (the ecto-signature) remains in the upper energy levels of the Ghost Zone at all times, remotely controlling their body. Danny can chemically change his body between ectoplasm and regular matter, and has both a normal physical brain and an ecto-signature.
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Today was fun! I started watching Arcane not long ago because a friend insisted, the animation is very pretty by the way, I've only seen the first episode, I intend to watch the rest but I haven't done so out of laziness.
Well, the funny thing about today is that I don't know how to use computers, until about 5 months ago I hadn't used a computer for at least 7 years, an of course, I have one (not really mine but it's supposedly mine), I use it for homework, lately I've started playing games on it, but I don't know many things about using computers, take into account that my computer it's an old Apple computer, and the one I used in class was Windows, I also don't understand much about websites or applications because I almost always use the same ones...
That's why I do a lot of stupid things without knowing what I did, so, in technology class we were doing a programming project or something, I swear I typed on the keyboard so slowly, my friend was the one who helped me, I didn't know how to create a folder, download an image, and she also had to help me with more things, at some point I stressed her out with my zero knowledge of computers that she said she was going to hit me, just so you know, she is a good friend, but she is not that patient, so it was not a real threat what she said, but I found it so funny how it stressed her out that I did not know how to use computers.
OH! And I did this!
I found out how to make flower crowns, so I asked my dad if I could have some flowers, most of them are in a vase.
The flower crown isn't long enough to be a flower crown, but the fact that I can make it makes me happy.
So, Danny and Jazz moved to Gotham for a new start in their life and un-life ( ignore that he and Jazz are rather young to be moving across the country, ignore that his parents died saving them from the GIW ). They've got an "ok" apartment, and a job at this cute little flower shop run by an eccentric "possibly former supervillains" lesbian couple.
He's even making friends with the ghosts. Like Richard and Mary Grayson (trapeze incident) who are teaching him to fight like a human, if Danny didn't know better he'd think they were stalking those vigilantes. or Dr. Hamish (killer clown?) who's helping Jazz with her studies.
Apparently some time before they met Danny they were just shades who couldn't even manifest, weird. There's also the weirdly active shades telling him where all the good spots to watch the city are and how to find the cheapest prices at stores.
Nobody knows what's wrong with this creepy kid. Every time some mugger even looks in the scrawny boy's direction their loved ones show up and yell at them until the kid's down the street.
Batman tried to investigate the potential meta until he saw his parents waving in a nearby window. Danny's neighbor swares his grandma is haunting him and Danny for some reason, and any time the Joker goes within a city block of ivy and Harley's flower shop/home he becomes blind and deaf by the sheer number of his "volunteers" telling him to die.
I’ve been wanting to draw them as city spirits for awhile now, and since my final exams are nearing close, this is my reward to you guys before my classes take over my life 😃
I’m also planning for one for Dan and Dani, but I can’t decide what I want for Dani and someone suggested Arkham for Dan?? You’re so smart, but ooooh, I also want Dan as a Bludhaven spirit so bad orz can someone please help me decide omg
Notes:
+ Both Danny and Jazz have Martha’s pearls due to the fact that her death (and Thomas’ ig) is what created Batman and also Crime Alley. Jazz’s pearls are bloody due to that reason.
+ Both dress very formally and in kinda old fashioned clothing as city spirits, but when they mingle with Gotham City as civilians, both dress normally.
+ Danny focuses on helping both the citizens and the heroes as Gotham City’s spirit, but Jazz focuses mainly on Crime Alley. She can, however, move away from the place and go elsewhere, just not for long like Danny.
+ Danny’s veil is both a symbol of his death (a death shroud) and a symbol of Gotham (the black represents the corruption, the stars represent the wonder and good that can be found within the city). Jazz’s blindfold is both a symbol of death and justice, since death comes for all and justice does not discriminate.
+ I forgot to mention that I borrowed the cape knot for Danny’s tie from @aealzx lmao, your redrawing of mine was genius!
AKA "Damian thinks flirting/dating entails a lot more violence than the average person and Danny's confused as to why this vigilante keeps prepositioning him for battles" idea!
Okay, so, I know Damian went to live with Bruce when he was still a kid, 10 or something, but what if he joined the Batfam when he was older? Like imagine he's had an entire childhood and adolescence in the League of Assassins, so he's raised in this culture of being The Best (i.e., strongest fighter, intelligent and knowledgeable, etc.). And maybe the LoA typically follows the tradition of arranged marriages, but you may court someone if they're seen as an equal. Talia with Bruce, for example. And!! It's not courting like the "sweet serenading, fan-fluttering, going for a walk in a park with a chaperone" Bridgerton-type courting.
In the League of Assassins, you court by battling your intended's guardian to the death.
So, fast-forward to Damian learning how to assimilate into Gotham city culture. He still struggles to learn his place in the Batfam, but he's older and has a better grasp on his emotions; no trying to kill Tim, no constant threats of death and dismemberment, no jealously protecting the title of Heir. He's... kind of like Bruce actually. Damian is scarily competent, logical, and level-headed but super intense.
Danny, who's been living in Gotham for awhile and has gotten to know the Batfam fairly well, meets the newest addition while on patrol. Let's say he's still Phantom but cosplays as a Meta. Bruce let him stay in Gotham because he's a sucker for a black-haired, blue-eyed, abused kids.
Their introduction goes about as well as the Batfam expects. Damian is all business, only offering a quick nod and his name before returning his focus to patrol. Danny's maybe a bit taken aback but doesn't take it too personally since he'd already been given the rundown by Tim.
Damian and Danny end up patrolling together while Batman and Cass investigate some lead by the docks or something. Their night turns pretty badly when Clayface attacks. Damian ends up being the damsel in distress since he's only ever faced human enemies; even the deadliest opponents in the League could still be killed using swords or the usual combat weapons. Danny ends up using his powers to defeat Clayface before Batman can come back.
And then Danny goes home, content that he was able to let loose a little without Batman there to supervise him, and doesn't think about it after. Damian, however, is downright enamored because Danny was terrifying while fighting. His movements were lupine like a panther, a comfortability in his posture that spoke of decades in combat; his eyes turned Lazarus Pit green, chilling in its intensity. His skin took on a ghostly pallor and Damian could've sworn his teeth sharpened. He looked like a deity of War.
(Danny doesn't know this, of course; he was just happy to enjoy a really good fight since he hasn't unleased his Full Ghost powers in a long minute.)
A couple weeks pass and Danny's invited to a Wayne family dinner. Except when he shows up, Damian - who he thought he'd kind of bonded with since he'd literally saved the guy from Clayface - tries to kill him. Straight up: full assassin regalia, recently polished sword, genuinely throwing his all into the battle.
The Batfam try to intervene but Damian easily (and painfully, as Jason was flipped face-first into a table, Steph was stabbed, Dick broke his elbow) fought off. In the end, it was Danny who froze Damian and yelped a frazzled, "What the fuck, dude?" Bruce agreed to dethaw his son if he never, ever drew his sword at the dinner table again and explained why in the world he randomly attacked Danny unprompted.
Except Damian's response is to apologize and formally proposition Danny to a "battle to rights"... and the Batfam are all like, wtf?? What is that?? They're thinking maybe the rights to the Wayne inheritance, but Danny was never adopted by Bruce (he'd had enough of millionaires trying to adopt him so he'd politely declined all the Batfam's attempts to rope him into the family; Dick, Babs, and Jason of all people included).
The thing is that Danny's parents disowned him, he doesn't consider Vlad to be his guardian, and Jazz isn't really in the picture here. Bruce isn't considered his adopted father figure, either. So, Damian concluded the next reasonable course of action was to fight Danny for his right to marry him.
Cue months of hilarious misunderstandings where the Batfam try to keep Damian separated from Danny since he keeps trying to fight him... and worse, is that Damian loses every damn fight. Danny has non-human powers and endless knowledge of dead languages, cultures, space, history, etc. Damian likes him so, so much but he can't win the battle to rights and it's driving him insane!! He calls his mother to vent his frustrations and she only encourages him, tells him that he shouldn't want to marry someone he can beat so easily, that he picked his intended well.
It gets to the point where Damian's trying to use any and all knowledge of Danny's weaknesses. It just makes him more obsessed because there doesn't seem to be any (there are, but they aren't on Earth and/or are locked down in the Fenton Works labs, untraceable to anyone not in the GIW).
And Danny's just like, what the hell!! Why the hell is this guy targeting him over and over again? The worst part is that Damian is actually very intelligent and thoughtful - during their duels, they quip back and forth in ancient languages, discuss thought-proving topics, and when Danny beats him, they have a quiet moment to compliment each other's fighting styles. They discuss ancient history and art together. Damian is one of the few people who can actually match Danny's odd tidbits of random knowledge, as he'd been extensively educated while in the LoA.
Finally, Danny just asks, "Why do you keep trying to fight me?? Do you just hate me or something??" (He hopes not. Danny's starting to like Damian a bit too much, especially after their fights when Damian offers to cook him some of Alfred's most popular recipes. Danny's a terrible cook so he actually looks forward to having a surprisingly good meal, sans the attempted poisoning at times.)
And Damian just... stops. He's utterly flabbergasted and perhaps a little bit exasperated since it's been months of being unable to win the battle to rights. "Why would I request to court you if I hate you, habibi?"
Danny's like, "Huh???"
Damian explains how courting works in the LoA and why it's been on-sight ever since the Clayface fight. And everything just clicks for Danny!! He's also kind of... flattered? Like, he's never been wanted so badly that someone would fight to the death for him (Danny's just like "he's confused but he's got the spirit!" about the whole "if Danny doesn't have a guardian, I'll just fight him instead" logic).
So, he's like, "Of course, I'll date you!!"
It'd probably be an adjustment period since Damian's idea of a romantic date is watching his boyfriend go Full Ghost on supervillains. He'd just be heart-eyeing at him the entire time. And it's not like Danny's not having a good time!! He just expected there'd be more date-night activities and less patrol-night activities. So, Danny introduces Damian to more "regular" hobbies, like going to the zoo, movie nights, bookshop dates, etc.
(another side idea in my head is Damian introducing Danny to Talia and Ra's al Ghul, like, "This is Danny Fenton, my intended." But Danny is decked out in his Ghost King attire, crown included, and introduces himself as King of Infinite Realms, Space, and the Dead. Meanwhile his boyfriend is just looking at him with this look of utter besotted lovesick pride. There's so much potential!!)
“The folklore among knitters is that everything handmade should have at least one mistake so an evil spirit will not become trapped in the maze of perfect stitches. A missed increase or decrease, a crooked seam, a place where the tension is uneven - the mistake is a crack left open to let in the light. The evil spirit I want to usher out of my knitting and my life is at once a spirit of laziness and of over-achieving. It’s that little voice in my head that says, I won’t even try this because it doesn’t come naturally to me and I won’t be very good at it.”
— Kyoko Mori, Yarn
Sometimes I start thinking, thinking about myself, and then I realize, why do I feel like I could cry about it?
I mean, I'm not very good at acting, at least as far as I know, but I'm good at lying in the moment, I can cry if I talk like the victim, like the person who needs to be pitied, it's strange, because now I just thought about a situation where I feel like I could cry, and I felt like my eyes were getting ready to cry, actually, I'm trying to cry right now, it's working to a certain point, they're just getting watery, but no tears are coming out, I guess the words are the activator, how curious, the last time I cried for almost two days because of something stupid, once a crybaby always a crybaby, or I guess it was just me
The Origin
(X means unfinished)
(All of these are connected but can be read as stand alone)
Meeting the phantomily:
Crack meeting the batfam :
Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5 the final!
Hide @ dick’s apartment :
Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5 the final!!
You can’t bench me! :
Part 1| Part 2| Part 3| Part4 | Part 5| Part 6| Part 7| Part 8 the final!!
ice cream| intermission | bonus
The Batburger saga :
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3| Part 4 | Part 5| Part 6 the final!
(Ask are always open!)
Fav DPxDC trope?
ships in the AU?
First hug?
What about other villains?
ID reveal? (Aka i’ll give you a fight!)
Good goons!
Explosions!
Dick loved Jazz. He really did. She was incredible—strong, smart, funny, and probably the only person on Earth who could keep up with him in a spar without wanting to throttle him. She got his jokes, finished his sentences, and punched him in the arm whenever he got too smug.
They were supposed to be perfect for each other.
So why was he in love with Dan?
Why had his wedding day been filled with flashes of ice-blue eyes and a voice that always sounded just a little too unimpressed?
Why did his stomach drop every time he thought about Dan looking at him with something almost like affection, only to turn away like it had never been there?
It was driving him insane.
And Jazz—God, poor Jazz. She was so good, so devoted, so present, and Dick? Dick was the worst husband alive.
He’d caught himself zoning out during dinner last week, staring at his fork like it was the most interesting thing in the world, because Jazz had mentioned something in passing, and his brain had gone straight to how Dan would never say something like that. Dan doesn’t talk that much. Dan doesn’t talk at all unless he had to.
Jazz deserved better. She deserved someone who wasn’t actively fantasizing about her brother at the worst possible moments.
And worst of all?
She had no idea.
He was a such horrible person
Jazz was losing her mind.
She was in love with her husband. She knew she was. Dick was amazing—bright and loud and brilliant, always moving, always there. He made her laugh, he made her feel seen, he made life fun.
So why was Jason the one she thought about late at night?
Why was it his voice that echoed in her head when she had a bad day? Why did she find herself catching her breath when he smiled, when he laughed, when he looked at her like she was something worth knowing?
It was awful. It was disgusting. It was—
It was fine. She’d bury it. She’d ignore it.
Dick loved her. She loved Dick. Everything was fine.
Except…
Except Dick had been distracted lately. Not in the normal “up all night on patrol” way. No, this was different.
He was off.
He’d started spacing out in the middle of conversations, looking guilty when she caught him. He’d smile too wide, laugh too loud, cover up whatever he was thinking with that performance of his, but Jazz knew him too well.
Something was wrong.
She wanted to ask, but she didn’t. Because if she asked, maybe he’d ask back. Maybe he’d say why are you acting weird too? Why do you freeze when Jason calls? Why do you look at him like—
No. No, she wasn’t going to think about that.
Everything was fine.
Things got worse.
Dick started overcompensating.
Big romantic gestures, flowers, expensive dinners, soft kisses on her forehead, murmured I love yous like he was trying to convince himself they were real.
Jazz responded in kind.
Lingering touches, doting smiles, playing the role of the perfect wife because God help her, she was going to make this work.
And in their desperate attempts to fix a problem neither of them had named, they didn’t notice what was happening right in front of them.
Didn’t notice the way Dick’s eyes always strayed when Dan was in the room, how his voice softened just slightly when they spoke.
Didn’t notice the way Jazz’s breath hitched when Jason laughed, how she leaned in just a little too much when he talked to her.
Didn’t notice that they were both drowning, clinging to each other in a sinking ship, hoping that if they just held on tight enough, they wouldn’t go under.
And it was only a matter of time before the whole thing collapsed.
It all came crashing down over brunch.
Dick had been jittery all morning, bouncing his leg under the table, stirring his coffee five times before taking a sip. Jazz had been the same, shoveling food into her mouth like it might stop her from blurting out something catastrophic.
They were a mess. A mutual, collective disaster.
And then—
"Jazz, I—"
"Dick, I—"
They both stopped, blinking at each other. Jazz swallowed, setting her fork down.
"You first," she said, voice tight.
Dick inhaled sharply. This was it. This was the moment he ruined everything.
"I'm—" He scrubbed a hand through his hair, bracing himself for impact. "I'm in love with someone else."
Silence.
A long, heavy, horrifying silence.
And then—
"Oh thank God," Jazz blurted out, nearly knocking her coffee over.
Dick blinked. "What?"
"I'm in love with someone else too," she said, her shoulders sagging like someone had finally lifted a hundred-pound weight off her back. "Oh my God, Dick, I thought I was the worst person alive, I was so scared to tell you—"
"You were scared?" Dick let out a laugh, giddy with relief. "Jazz, I have been dying inside for months. I was ready to take this to my grave!"
"Me too! I literally almost repressed myself into a coma!"
"Jesus Christ," Dick groaned, pressing his forehead to the table. "I thought I was going to break your heart."
"I thought I was going to break yours!"
They both sat there, laughing, light-headed, free.
A moment passed before Jazz smirked, leaning forward. "So. Who is it?"
Dick hesitated. And then, because there was no point in lying anymore—
"Dan."
Jazz's smirk vanished. Her eyes widened. "Wait—my Dan?"
"Uh." Dick winced. "Yeah?"
She blinked. Then blinked again. Then—
"Oh my God."
"What?"
"Oh my God, how could we not see it before?" she muttered, rubbing her temples.
Dick frowned. "Wait. See what? What does that mean?"
Jazz took a deep breath, and then—
"I'm in love with Jason."
It took a second for that to register.
Then—
"MY Jason?!"
Jazz shrugged, unapologetic. "Apparently."
Dick gawked at her. "No way."
"Yes Way."
"Oh my God."
"Right?!"
For a long, long moment, they just stared at each other.
And then—
They started laughing.
Deep, gut-wrenching, gasping-for-air laughing. The kind that hurt. The kind that felt like they were unraveling years of tension in one go.
"How did we not notice?" Jazz wheezed, wiping tears from her eyes.
"I have no idea!" Dick gasped. "I was so busy feeling guilty, I didn’t even think to ask why you kept getting all weird around Jason!"
"And I was so caught up in my own disaster," Jazz snorted, "I didn’t even see you staring at Dan like he personally invented the concept of breathing!"
They both dissolved into laughter again, until finally, finally, the weight of the past few months lifted completely.
Jazz leaned back in her chair, still chuckling. "So. What do we do now?"
Dick hummed, stretching his arms behind his head. "Well. We could get a divorce."
"Obviously."
"And then we could—y'know. Maybe—try something else?"
Jazz smirked. "Are you asking me if we should ask each other's brothers out?"
Dick grinned. "I mean. I feel like we kinda have to at this point."
Jazz snorted. "God, we are such disasters."
"Yeah," Dick agreed, still grinning.
They clinked their coffee mugs together like it was a toast and for the first time in a while didnt feel the overwhelming weight of lying to your patner.
Somewhat Inspired by EDA's beautiful art, Thank you, @demonic0angel , for being so ridiculously creative and talented that I can’t even sit back and enjoy your work in peace.
No, instead, you had to go and make me feel creative too, and now I have the unbearable urge to post things. I hope you’re proud of yourself.
Okay so the Fenton’s have a family vacation in city with a science convention. They get arrested though they don’t know why but aren’t worried or complain.
Instead they ask the nice hero (superman) to go make sure their son remembers to take his heart medication or it might spasm. Their daughter would usually do it but she’s been out like a light since she’s finished mid terms. They should be in the hotel still sleeping.
I’m thinking they didn’t go to any major cities but it was close enough to one that a big time hero had to stop the disaster the Fenton driving caused (it wasn’t just their driving).
Anyways the hero does go and (they gave him the key and trust him to bring it back) check on the kids. Jazz is out and nothing short of her brother’s distress will wake her. Danny is sleepy and mistakes the hero as his dad with his blurry eyes and half a wake mind and gets coaxed into taking his medicine before going back to sleep.
Danny is pretty mangled from his accident but he looks much better now. The scars went up to his face and he can still kind of see out of his weaker eye, his arm has trouble sometimes but he’s okay.
He needs medicine for his heart but other wise fine.
Of course not talking about his ghost half.
Do his parents know? Nope! Would they love him? Yep!
Would they break out of jail to protect him? Absolutely! Would Jazz have her dad’s strength and use it to protect her brother? Yes!!!
They are a loving family and I’m tired of ignoring it!!!!
Jazz is tall, has her dad’s strength and the anti creep stick. Would her dad be a meta? He doesn’t know what that is!
Is Amity in a pocket that technically interacts with the outside world but still behind in the timeline? Maybe! They don’t know what a Justice league is or modern news but they can go explore the world and think everything is just weird like that.
They don’t know that they are the weird ones.
Something like that.
Avengers 2012
After Loki was captured and placed into the cell
Thor went into the room to talk to his brother
"Loki." Said Thor to get his attention.
"Yes, brother." Said Loki to his brother
"On a scale of Arthur to Godric, which is the stupidest at the moment." Said Thor, making those listening confused expect to those that knew about the wixen world they were wondering where Thor was going with this.
"Godric, tired to tickle a dragon, Arthur tired to kill Morgana." Said Loki with no hesitation
"Oh, your mind controlled." Said Thor as if it was as simple as asking a question.
"How." Said Loki with a broken expression to his brother and let his glamour drop to reveal bruises all over him in various stages of healing
"Because Salazar tickled the dragon, and Morgana and Arthur never tried to kill each other." Said Thor, giving his brother a look
"Oh right, that was during when you and Sif were playing Noble's." Said Loki in realisation
"We asked if you wanted to be a noble, you said, and I quito 'I want to prove myself to the meddlesome mortals,' so blame yourself for not being a nobel." Said Thor to Loki
"HEY, I proved myself they still worship Merlin to this day." Said Loki to his brother
"I heard someone say Merlin's saggy balls not even an hour ago." Deadpand Thor to his brother who shudder at Thor's words
"Why are they talking about that." Said the disgusted Loki.
The thoughts of me, I and myself. The profile pictures does not belong to me, and I don't know to who.
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