I'm Almost Disappointed That In All Of The Danny Phantom Fics I've Read I've Never Seen Danny Meeting

Jazz would be funny and all but, idk man, I just love the angst potential of it being spectra.

Like, she feeds on negative emotion and purposely makes students miserable. She ACTIVELY tries to make her favorites try and kill themselves.

The idea of Damian feeling really bad and knowing something’s wrong and trying to communicate that to his family only for them to just, not believe him. I mean, especially for Damian of all people that had got to be heartbreaking.

I don’t even care if more dp characters show up. I just need this.

Prompt DpxDC

Just a quickie, but what if Damian was forced to go to a counselor after a particular nasty fight with another student ( Damian said it wasn't a fight just a disagreement because that kid would not stand back up if it was one... the kid was pushing his buttons for weeks) to keep up NORMAL kid appearance he goes. Only to assume his new counselor knows way more than she lets on, and is out to kill him. But his family won't believe him! This can go one or two ways. It can be wholesome or an actual threat... or both : D I first imagine it be Spectra but now thinking about it.. it be funny if it was Jazz XD Or alternatively.. it was suppose to be Jazz but Spectra took her spot. Reason bats aren't too paranoid for once. The background check is solid. Only strange thing is that they came from a seemingly happy little town to Gotham.

I know someone’s brought this up but like, according to phanon Danny knows a lot of really powerful ghosts? Can you imagine him just casually namedropping Clockwork or Pandora and every ghost around him just freezing.

Or better yet, Danny just deciding to absolutely mess with Vlad who’s convinced they don’t exist.

Tim: Batcomputer, how would you gently break it to your family that you accidentally got married on a mission a few years ago, and now your husband, whose name you don't even know, has requested to spend a summer with you through his undead servants? Batcomputer: Here is an example of an elopement announcement. Tim: Scandalous and dramatic, I love it. Could you order two dozen elopement announcement business cards with the following information? Batcomputer: Understood. The shipment will arrive in four days. Alfred, four days later, going through the Manor mail: What the bloody hell? Bruce: What is it? Alfred reading: To whom it may concern, this card was just handed to you because you'd like to know who the man hanging off of Tim Drake's arm is. The answer: He's my husband with whom I eloped in the year of our great lord, Clockwork, 20XX. Much love and kisses! Mind your own business, the happy couple, Tim Drake and He of Glorious Darkness, Ghost King of the Infinite Realms. Bruce rubbing his eyes: Why does he do these things every time we take our eyes off of him? Alfred: I don't know, Sir. I sometimes wonder if the universe sent Master Tim to either test my will or punish me for a past life.

I have been paying zero attention to who I have and have not booped. I’m a hundred percent sure I’ve gotten a couple of people several times.

Apologies your honor but I literally cannot stop.

one thing i absolutely adore from the first part of this run is something i wish i saw more

Damian having an actively different accent

Damian having perfect voice mimicry is cool and all, but the idea of Damian still having an accent that is 100% identifiable as being 0% gotham when being comfortable and acting casually is so good.

he's arab chinese and taught in multiple languages since he was a baby so I'd imagine he'd have a mix of stuff

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Someone with the ability to see when people die meets someone who already died a long time ago.

Or he gets taken in by the stars. Imagine having celestial bodies as pseudo parents. I’m kinda imagining that one scene from been ten when he was alien x.

But like, he eventually gets back to earth and can still communicate with them. First of all, that’s sounds awesome but also, like, everyone thinks he’s psychic or something because he just knows everything about everyone. The stars told him what people were doing.

i saw another post saying that Danny's parents wouldn't bury him if he died, they would launch his body into space. and I think that would be awesome first of all. but consider this

instead of dying completely forever, the portal accident would make him a halfa like usual. but for some reason, he actually dies all the way and stays dead for a while before coming back as a halfa. so what i'm saying is danny wakes up in fucking outer space after thinking he died and now has to figure out what the hell is going on

I just now realized why Vlad calls Danny “little badger”. It’s because his hair turns black and white. It was so? Obvious?

Disney princess Danny

It’s known that animals can sense death. Instances where pets gravitate to someone on their death bed and dogs barking at ghosts. Danny already knew this from before he half died, so he was expecting animals to rat him out with their sixth sense or become aggressive or cower from him. Instead, they all behaved the complete opposite than he anticipated.

Stray cats come running to rub against his legs, dogs nearly pull arms out of their owners sockets to get close to him, birds bring him trinkets, raccoons lead him to trash cans full of food, and even squirrels and rats get close to just sit on his shoulders. It’s… weird, but not unwelcome. He always loved animals.

Danny had come to semi-trust the animals that come to him. They know where the good food is and drinking water, they know when to steer away from a certain area right before something happens, and they always know when a person is bad or okay. So when an animal leads him somewhere, he follows. Sometimes they need help and he’s the one they go to. He’s helped plenty of raccoons out of garbage bins and cats out of gutters to have a good relationship with the animals of the streets.

What he isn’t expecting is to be led to Robin again and again.

The first time it was a cat. A mangy old Tom cat that rubbed against his torn up jeans and looked back with - Danny swears- a raised eyebrow. Danny follows and soon enough he finds himself standing a few paces away from Robin who is kneeling down to give clean water to the momma cat and her three kittens.

Robin freezes and so does Danny. They stare at each other.

“Um, hi?”

Robin straightens immediately, leaving the water on the ground where the cats can drink. Tom cat swaggers over to guard them.

“Civilian. Is there something I can assist you with?”

The dude is probably a year or two younger than Danny himself and he has to suppress a smile at the formal tone.

“Oh, uh, no? The cat just led me here.”

He can see Robin glance at the Tom cat who was now licking himself.

“Is that so?”

“Yea. Sorry to interrupt. Animals just like me for some reason.”

The three kittens one by one all totter over to him on unsteady legs after they had their fill. The orange one starts trying to climb his pant leg with its short and sharp claws digging into the jean material.

“They really like me.”

He carefully sits down crossed legged so the others could also climb all over him. Robin watches for a moment silently and when he sees Danny react well to the little pricks from tiny claws, he seems it safe enough to return to patrol.

The second time it’s a couple of rats that lure him away to find Robin fighting off more thugs than he probably should by himself. So taking the rats’ movements as encouragement, he takes the closest thing, a piece of plywood, and hit the nearest guy over the head with it. The guy crumbles like a wet sock and Danny is moving on to the next thug.

They sweep the floor with these guys with only a few splinters and a twisted ankle.

“It was dangerous to intervene,” Robin tells him. “I had it handled.”

“Yea, I know.”

The vigilante didn’t seem to be expecting that response from his stunned silence. He straightens as much as he can with bruised ribs.

“Well, I’m glad you know your mistake. Don’t let it happen again.”

Danny neither agrees nor disagrees, just shrugs and allow the rats to climb up his leg to his shoulder. Robin looks at them curiously. Danny gives a salute before leaving. Robin gives him a nod.

The third time it happened the roles are reversed.

Some people from the local gang are bullying the lonely, homeless teen to run drugs for them. They don’t seem to understand the word ‘no’. It gets to the point where Danny finds himself with his back against the wall and all his exits blocked with a guy shoving him again and again.

“Stop it!”

“I’ll stop if you agree.”

“I’m not doing it!”

Frank the raccoon and his buddy Bobby launch themselves at the guy’s ankles. The guy shrieks and pulls a gun.

“No!”

Before Danny can dive for it, a projectile comes out of nowhere to knock it out of his hands. He can’t even process what happened before the three are running away, two raccoons chattering at their heels before coming back to crowd him in worry.

Danny looks up to see Robin with a sword out threateningly, staring at where the three fled. He sheaths the sword after a few seconds.

“Are you okay?”

Danny realizes he’s breathing a little heavy and slows down a bit as he leans over to pet the top of the two heads.

“I’m- yea, I’m okay. Thanks for the save. Those guys were jerks.”

“I’m inclined to agree.”

Robin is staring at the raccoons and it takes Danny a long moment to piece things together.

“Did- did they lead you to me?”

Robin doesn’t answer right away.

“You have loyal friends.”

Danny smiles at the weird compliment. Looking down at the two heroes of the evening Danny is also inclined to agree.

The fourth time is funny in a way Danny doesn’t know how to describe.

It was the pigeons. They were at fault of course for how Robin’s secret identity was outed. By pigeons.

The grey birds swarmed Danny and settled in a cloud of feathers. One holding something in its beak before plopping it down in his lap like a golden retriever. It flaps off as Danny picks up the obvious wallet clip holding quite a bit of cash and a student ID. The card says Damian Wayne from Gotham Academy. Just then Robin comes skidding around the corner, clearly out of breath and freezes.

Danny looks down at the clip in his hand and back up at the vigilante. He looks at the crazy amount of birds around him and again at the vigilante.

Said vigilante straightens and approaches like he called Danny there.

“If I could have that so I could return it to its proper owner.”

He holds out a hand with false arrogance, but Danny can see the nervousness in his stance. Danny looks down one last time before putting the clip in the outstretched hand without a word.

Robin nods once, pockets the ID and money, and immediately leaves.

The fifth time just cements what Danny had already figured out.

He was at the park. Not Ivy’s park of course, the one where people actually like to go. He was helping the squirrels find and hide acorns when he’s nearly knocked over by a massive black dog.

“Titus!”

The end of the Great Dane’s leash is a familiar face. Damian Wayne’s eyes widen in recognition as he finally sees who Titus was so excited to get to.

“Uh-“

Danny has to close his mouth quickly or else the massive tongue on his face would have turned into a French kiss.

“Titus! Heel!”

Danny laughs at the embarrassed blush on the other’s face, obviously not used to his companion going off the rails like this.

“It’s alright. We both know how animals like me.”

Damian narrows his eyes to analyze the teen. Danny wasn’t about to pretend and Damian looked like he was debating whether to follow his lead or not. There was literally no one within hearing distance.

“Have you told anyone?”

Danny thought about redirecting, but thought better of it. He actually liked Robin and what he did.

“Nope. I haven’t and I won’t. I swear.”

Damian tilts his head and then looks down at Titus. He seems to come to a decision before looking back at Danny.

“You’re homeless, are you not?”

Didn’t think they were being that direct but sure.

“Yea?”

“I will pay you in food and shelter to take care of my animals.”

Danny blinks. Then actually considers the offer.

“What kind of animals? How many we talking?”

Damian grins.

The family finds out pretty quickly when a teen they’ve never seen before walks into the Batcave with two pails of food for the bats, Titus at his heels and Alfred the cat perched contently on his shoulders.

Duke stares and Bruce short circuits.

“Um, who are you?”

“Hi! I’m Danny. Damian employed me to take care of the animals.”

“O…kay?”

“And where is Damian?” Bruce sounds like it physically hurts to ask and Danny does not envy Damian’s position right now.

“Upstairs. I think he said he was going to his art studio.”

Bruce marches past the boy to the stairs before stopping abruptly and turning to Danny and Duke.

“Don’t touch anything. Watch him.”

Duke and Danny blink at each other for a moment as Bruce disappears up the stairs.

“I’m Duke by the way.”

Danny grins.

This is the best take. Although that might be the love of space talking. I can imagine him taking a week or few to just watch space. I mean it was his dream to go to space one day. This might not have been how he imagined it but, hey, he’s there sooner than expected and he doesn’t even need a space suit.

i saw another post saying that Danny's parents wouldn't bury him if he died, they would launch his body into space. and I think that would be awesome first of all. but consider this

instead of dying completely forever, the portal accident would make him a halfa like usual. but for some reason, he actually dies all the way and stays dead for a while before coming back as a halfa. so what i'm saying is danny wakes up in fucking outer space after thinking he died and now has to figure out what the hell is going on