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Separated Halves

There’s something wrong. Ever since that accident with his parents’ new device, Danny can’t transform into his ghost form.

Heck, he can’t even his powers at all. Not even the ghost sense.

Even with access to his parents’ ghost hunting devices (which have helpfully (if inexplicably) stopped targeting him), can he really protect Amity Park like this?

………

There’s something wrong. Ever since that accident with his parents’ new device, Phantom can’t transform into his human form.

And to make things worse, he has no idea where he is, either. He’s never heard of “Gotham City” before, nor has he been able to find Amity Park on any of the maps he stole borrowed unofficially from the library.

He might have better luck going on a computer, but they’re currently locked down for the night and he wouldn’t exactly blend in during the day. Even with invisibility, someone could still notice his actions on the computer.

He could maybe overshadow someone to use as a disguise, but that could bring attention to him too, even if he tries to make it quick.

The last thing he needs is ghost hunters after his head. Sure, he’d probably win, but it’d waste time and there’s no reason to risk it in a situation like this.

He’s already waiting for the other shoe to drop and some ghost to come at him for entering their haunt unannounced. A city with emotions as heavy as this must surely have some ghosts. (right?)

Well, no matter what, he has to pick a course of action soon. He can’t afford to leave his haunt Amity Park unprotected for too long. The mere thought of his haunt home at risk while he wasn’t there to help burned at his core.

He shoved the anxious feelings down and forced his form to stabilize. His emotions were running higher than normal here, but he could control himself.

He was fine. He would find Amity Park. He would get back. He would.

He had to.

His obsession couldn’t take any other outcome.

WHY AM I CRYING OMGG

DPxDC prompt #15

Demon Twins Fic

But!

Okay, so something I've seen floated a time or 2 from DC is that when using the Lazarus Pits to revive, a person emerges completely healed of all previous injuries or illnesses. Including scars.

Now obviously fandom often plays fast and loose with this rule, given how we like to give Jason an autopsy scar and some folks also like to make him keep the J from the Joker. But let's lean into it a bit here and make it play nice with the DP side of things.

Let's say that it's the ectoplasm, even the rancid stuff in the pits, that heals all scars except Death Scars.

So if Danny was, say, revived in the Pits by Talia before she disappeared him away to an orphanage in Illinois? The Danny that shows up in Amity Park wouldn't be covered in scars from his time in the League. He'd only have the one, the Death Scar.

Similarly, the Danny that stumbles out of the portal wouldn't have any scars from his time in Amity Park. He'd only have 2, the original Death Scar and the new Lichtenberg Death Scars.

Now I've seen it done many times where the Bats/Damian realize that Danny isn't a clone because you can't clone scars. So if Danny doesn't have those scars, and if his DNA is too messed up from the ectoplasm in him to check for any "regular cloning markers"...

Danny, fresh from an autopsy table, runs to Gotham to hide. And because of his inability to walk away from someone in danger, gets found by the Bats. Whether or not they know about Damian's twin beforehand, they are quite confident that Danny is a clone. An exceptionally good clone with nearly perfect implanted memories, but a clone nonetheless. Damian is particularly enraged about this

And poor Danny, already all sorts of fucked up from growing up Damian's lesser, then Dash's punching bag, then an experiment; in the face of Bat certainty and lacking any tangible evidence to the contrary; Danny starts to believe them.

Holy crap I just realized I rambled about the patents so much and now they barely matter to the actual plot aside from ‘at least the Fentons single way of making a profit is still only for them.’

I get way into the world building guys.

It’s gonna be a waste if I can’t make this a fully decked out fic, and with that motivation, summer-time writing is gonna get amazing.

If the Ao3 curse catches me before the final chapter is out, welp, reblogs exist to the public for a reason.

Once I get this mapped out, I’ll make sure to cross post chapters here and on my Ao3 :3

DpxDc Ficlet (May be transformed into a full fic one day): Vlads’s poor business management can fuck you up beyond the grave.

Vlad, Jack, and Maddie have known each other for years. Vlad chose to take the ghost tech aspect of their degrees and make BANK. Who knew how many paranoid millionaires with big scary empty mansions and people out to get them beyond the grave would be so willing to drain their bank accounts for a semblance of peace. Jack and Maddie decided to follow their passion at hunting ghosts. Nevertheless, they still make inventions each for their own wants and needs.

Since they were young and needed a more stable backing for FentonWorks and VladCo, incase it didn’t work out, they decided to come together to make their own sort of Parent Company of sorts. The company would be owned by all three of them in equal parts. (Dealers choice for whatever the Big Company’s name is) Vlad would take care of the business aspect of it and all would be okay incase it ended up being a waste. Thankfully Vlad managed to get it into their head that every invention that FentonWorks makes NEEDS to be patented as soon as it’s confirmed to work. The last time they didn’t patent it before releasing a press conference about their hard work was with the first wrist-rays. (THANK GOODNESS that version only left a mild burn and a little bit of excess ecto-radiation if it hit a human.)

The only downside to this was the drunken fiasco that was Fenton-Wipe but hey, it’s cheap and in amity park where liminals make up 40-60% of the population? That ecto-infused relief is like 4-ply for the price of single-ply.

Either way it’s safe to say that patent offices basically have their info memorized. Everything they have in the lab already has a file sent to the office to get it patented and you’d better believe they are seriously protective of their life’s work (the Fenton Portal) that the moment it was up and working they had emails drafted and phones ringing.

Vlad, after one too many deadly situations where he’d almost had to expose his status as ‘More than baseline human’ to get out of without the whole media fiasco and a faked long and grueling recovery, keeps getting calls from his shareholders (Big Company) about who his heir/successor would be considering he’s well past his prime and has the apparent luck of someone destined to die in a horribly tragic accident (Thank you Clockwork).

He states in his will that his Godson, Daniel James Fenton, would be the one to get his share of the company because as much as he loves Maddie, he knows that if he listed her she would think it was him buttering her up (it would be) and would only serve to drive her away. There was NO WAY Jack Fenton was getting his hands anywhere near his will, and while he was on good terms with Jazz, he knew she didn’t want to be tied to the ghost-gear business. Danny was the logical choice because if we’re being honest, he has no one else.

The ‘His share of the company’ eventually evolved into ‘Everything I own’ because FUCK YOU Jack, Maddie’s too smart for my textbook manipulation, and Jazz is on a completely different route.

Danny was not aware of this until the day finally came for Karma to get one on the fruit loop. Tragic plane crash, no possible survivors, and suddenly he is a Billionaire.

(Vlad got away but he knew the jig was up because there was NO WAY anyone was getting out of this. The Ghost Zone is now his permanent residence)

Anti ghost tech got REAL POPULAR after the Amity Park media blackout was lifted and people came by to prove it’s a hoax, only to then receive a campfire ghost story worth the scars.

Danny was also not aware it had been years since his parents gave Vlad their rights to the Big Company in order to focus more on FentonWorks. Since he got EVERYTHING Vlad owned, literally everything even Maddie was surprised he didn’t leave her something, that meant he now owned the biggest monopoly on ghost tech because no one else knew how to get ecto to ‘play nice’ with modern technology. Plus with all the patents and lawyers under Big Company, there was barely any ideas someone could have about an ecto-ANYTHING that hadn’t already been invented, perfected, and patented by FentonWorks aka Big Company.

Big Company also had contracts with the US Military before Danny took over and decided that they shouldn’t be in their trigger happy hands and took back the ecto-weaponry.

Ok so lets get the plot going

Danny was crowned as the Infinite Realms Ghost Prince because

1) look at that mischievous face and snark and then tell me he’s not going to cause the entire dimension to crash and burn the moment he sits on that throne (be it by accident or completely on purpose, only Clockwork may know)

2) He is under a lot of stress in his human life because he just became somewhat of a celebrity. (There is a YouTube compilation of every-time during the Vlad Memorial where you can physically see his face going from aww man this person care about died to his internal monologue of oh god how do I act sad knowing that the fruitloop is drinking ecto-piña colada’s rn, externally showing in his face as he tries to subtly smother his giggles (the paparazzi hound him after someone got a lucky pic and are wondering if this was his evil plan all along)

3) Under Realms Logic For a Halfa Rulers, they get to live out their normal lifespan before becoming subject to the fiasco that is the territory disputes, royal manners of respect mixed with ghost manners of Punch now Ask for their name later, and the beuracratic nightmare of relations outside the realms.

He is still phantom because even though he’s the king, he was their friend first. He knows that ghost need to feed their obsessions in order to not fade out and having a permanent portal instead of having to hope you find one means ghost are gonna flock to it like a moth to a flame. There is the agreement to make sure you don’t interact with the living unless you have to (ember comes to mind) and make sure you do it in a way that doesn’t hurt them (goddamit ember and your stupid mind control). He lays out new laws with his princely powers which basically state you can’t kill or harm (both physically or psychologically) any living being if you use his Portal. That’s the best he could do because until he’s king, the natural portals are sadly fair game.

His obsession as Phantom is being a hero so he still flies around and stops rambunctious ghosts who either start to forget the rules they are under or got lucky with a natural portals and are terrorizing the innocent.

Good Fenton reveal where his parents help out on patrol too and catch/release any ghosts who are not interested in safe/sane/consensual haunting.

They know about phantom and are more proud than anything to have one of their kids waking in their ghostly footsteps. They stop with the non-sentient mindset after meeting and actually talking to a few ghosts too.

They post their new findings and now it’s well known that ghost are real, they’re sentient, and are just here because they NEED to be. This causes the Anti-Ecto acts to crave entirely and allows ghost under the Meta rights act.

Danny decides it’s too much of a haste to keep up with a secret identity and goes public as both Fenton & Phantom. He now doesn’t need to hide his useful inhumaness. He isn’t in any danger because his only rouges already knew his identity, he isn’t a villain that needs to be on the JL watchlist, and what could someone do to him without ghost tech? He knows his friends and family is safe because well, while he may be the most powerful on team phantom, the bar is very high and they are grazing it. If you go up against them, you’re gonna lose. Maddie and Jack? Be so for real right now and tell me anyone in their right mind would go up against a black belt in peak physique, decked out in energy weapons and regular weapons, or Built Like A Double Fridge Jack Fenton, who people swear must be kryptonian with the way he runs through brick walls like the kool-aid man. Sam? She has no less than 13 fashionably concealed weapons on her at all times. Tucker? He’s like a Russian nesting doll with all the gadget he pulls out of his ass whenever he’s in a situation. This is all without mentioning how Danny Fenton will personally go to the ends of the earth for each of them and any ghost worth their salt can see the practically corporeal fraid bonds from THE FUCKING KING to these people. Everyone knows not to fuck with Daniel James Fenton or anyone he cares about because that is a poorly concealed tired snarky man just WAITING for a reason to go all-out.

Him being the sole owner of Big Company not only makes him relatively untouchable, it also makes him physically untouchable because the only people with anti-ghost weapons are him, team phantom(now with supportive Mr. & Mrs Fenton), and the Justice League Dark who he knows he can count on incase a bad timeline happens or he is indisposed and theres a ghost harming people.

Everyone knows who he is, there’s no hiding parts of himself, he is comfortable in his own skin for the first time in years, and now he finally feels like he understands what Clockwork was saying all those times he said “All is as it should be.”

That is until Vlad’s past of Overshadow Based Business, bites him square in his ass. People know about phantom’s powerset. They know how his overshadowing works. They know he would never, but they also know not everyone who gets powers is as good-natured as him. They remember what Vlad was like, smug, creepy, and good god he had an ego. They know phantom got his powers from an ecto-related lab accident. Y’know who else was in an ecto-related lab accident where he was literally hospitalized for years? Vlad fucking Masters. Y’know how he got rich in a record time and how nobody was able to prove any foul play took place? Yeah, people are smarter than you think. Now Big Company is falling down in shambles as past contracts demand a Class Action Lawsuit.

Vlad didn’t live long per se, but he sure made A LOT of enemies.

Now don’t get the people wrong, they have it out for Vlad, not Danny, but seeing as they also want their money back, Danny is gonna have to shut up and deal with it because holy hell how many people can one man piss off.

The answer is 473.

473 individual million/billion dollar businesses who he screwed over in the years he was head of the company. Danny is so screwed.

He is unemployed, sure he’s a hero, but that doesn’t pay the bills. Sure he’s got kingly reserves, but they’re locked up until he’s 83. He is 24 years old. No prior work experience. Besides the obviously blank resume, he had SHIT grades that no amount of catching up his senior year after going public was going to erase. He didn’t graduate, he’s a drop out. He didn’t even have a GED.

People know his name, face, and the HUGE WORLDWIDE SCANDAL he’s caught up in. He had to give up every dollar. Thank-god he managed to end up without debt, but he had to sell every car, yacht, private jet, beach house, the cheese castle, the packers memorabilia, EVERYTHING in order to avoid being millions in debt. Big Company is no longer a thing. Thank god for Maddie’s awareness of not wanting to be in debt to Vlad because Fentonworks would’ve took a HIT had she not cut ties all those years ago.

Danny Fenton is 24, getting hounded by paparazzi asking him what he’s gonna do now after living it easy for 7 years (Vlad ‘died’ when he was 17). He wasn’t lying when he said he barely made it out of the whole ordeal without debt. He lost all his possessions that weren’t in his childhood room, and now has a whopping $4.73 to his name.

Ironic huh.

He’s currently residing in his old room. He’s sure Clockwork is somewhere laughing his ass off watching. His half-life has gone to absolute shit. He’s never living(ha) this down.

He’s about to go back down to the lab to make himself useful because no one likes a leech, when he gets a call on his JL communicator. At least it isn’t flashing the way it would if there was an emergency, he thinks before picking it up.

On the screen, a message reads as follows

‘Your presence is required at a meeting regarding your position in the League next week on xx/xx/xxxx’

Oh god, now he’s getting fired from the one job he actually cared about. He’s going to have to deal with obsession starving on top of his shit half-life!?

Listen, there’s only so many ghost still fucking around to find out after seeing Ancients get their asses handed to them by him, the only obsession-related enrichment he’s been getting these past 2 years came solely from JL events. Rescue missions? Delectable. Fighting the BigBad? Spectacular. Cleanup after a big fight? Not the best but it’s honest work and keeps him satiated.

He’s not looking forward to being forced to either

A) keep working alongside the JL without their knowledge as a somewhat invisible help to keep him from starving

Or

B) being forced to listen to police chatter somewhere crime is rampant because Amity Part ain’t it, it’s as far away from crime ridden as a place can get. The last crime that happened was when a kid accidentally stole a bag of chips from the convenience store. He just walked back in, put it back, and apologized.

Yeah no, Amity is not gonna cut it.

He’s already feeling the drawbacks of not hero-ing because the last 6 months he’s been going Court to Court nonstop bi-weekly. When he wasn’t in a courthouse, he was either with his lawyers seeing the best outcome, selling Vlads old shit on eBay, or keeping his appetite from OH GOD IM STARVING to I’m still fucking hungry but I’ll live(ha).

He’s currently nearing the IM STARVING stage and needs to go protect someone right now before he goes into obsession withdrawal. Turns out Vlad wasn’t just that unhinged, he was just constantly in withdrawal from his obsession (family) that he couldn’t think too far ahead in his schemes to get from ‘we’re talking now, yay (forcefully because there’s a bigger problem to deal with)!’ to ‘wait you don’t like me and the problem I made so that you would be forced to talk to me is actually a problem that needs to be dealt with’

He isn’t looking forward to having his ability to think compromised by ‘must protect, keep safe’ playing over and over again in his head. He’d actually go crazy.

The last time he had a withdrawal episode, he summoned an ancient entity so that the world was in severe danger just so he could go beat it to a bloody pulp, banish it, and be left with the terrible fallout now that he could think clearly. He still gets stares from Green Lantern for it. Thankfully after being made aware of this unfortunate drawback of his ghost physiology, the Justice League makes sure to notify him every time there’s a big bad so he can at least help with the cleanup.

Since they know he needs to do hero shit to not become a bigger nuisance, surely he won’t be getting fired, right? He’s not entirely sure and that scares him because unless you’re a ghost, you don’t know how severe obsession withdrawal can be. You get so caught up in it, you end up just creating more damage.

He and team phantom (thank the ancients for his ride or die(ha) friends) get drafting plans incase his place with the JL goes up in flames. The best plan they have right now is Invisibly keep crime down in Gotham (as to not alert his maybe former co-worker). Gotham is literally drowning in crime, he should have an easy time finding someone to protect there. The invisibility part is more so for peace of mind to avoid awkward confrontation because no one wants the disappointed bat glare.

He’s gotten better at portals so living arrangements wouldn’t really be a problem. Theres a 1 hour time difference so that just means he won’t have to wait as long before it’s nighttime over there. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad? He doesn’t really need to eat cuz of the halfa privelage of ecto=food and vice versa. Bills on the house are all paid and his parents are doing really well considering they now dominate the ecto-tech field. He’ll help out in the lab too and do household chores to feel less like a leech too but all things considered, aside from being in the public eye, it doesn’t seem that bad.

Anyways that’s all I’ve got for the story rn. I’ll update this depending on how it does. If people want more, I will provide. Thx for reading what I’ve got ♥️

DpxDc Ficlet (May be transformed into a full fic one day): Vlads’s poor business management can fuck you up beyond the grave.

Vlad, Jack, and Maddie have known each other for years. Vlad chose to take the ghost tech aspect of their degrees and make BANK. Who knew how many paranoid millionaires with big scary empty mansions and people out to get them beyond the grave would be so willing to drain their bank accounts for a semblance of peace. Jack and Maddie decided to follow their passion at hunting ghosts. Nevertheless, they still make inventions each for their own wants and needs.

Since they were young and needed a more stable backing for FentonWorks and VladCo, incase it didn’t work out, they decided to come together to make their own sort of Parent Company of sorts. The company would be owned by all three of them in equal parts. (Dealers choice for whatever the Big Company’s name is) Vlad would take care of the business aspect of it and all would be okay incase it ended up being a waste. Thankfully Vlad managed to get it into their head that every invention that FentonWorks makes NEEDS to be patented as soon as it’s confirmed to work. The last time they didn’t patent it before releasing a press conference about their hard work was with the first wrist-rays. (THANK GOODNESS that version only left a mild burn and a little bit of excess ecto-radiation if it hit a human.)

The only downside to this was the drunken fiasco that was Fenton-Wipe but hey, it’s cheap and in amity park where liminals make up 40-60% of the population? That ecto-infused relief is like 4-ply for the price of single-ply.

Either way it’s safe to say that patent offices basically have their info memorized. Everything they have in the lab already has a file sent to the office to get it patented and you’d better believe they are seriously protective of their life’s work (the Fenton Portal) that the moment it was up and working they had emails drafted and phones ringing.

Vlad, after one too many deadly situations where he’d almost had to expose his status as ‘More than baseline human’ to get out of without the whole media fiasco and a faked long and grueling recovery, keeps getting calls from his shareholders (Big Company) about who his heir/successor would be considering he’s well past his prime and has the apparent luck of someone destined to die in a horribly tragic accident (Thank you Clockwork).

He states in his will that his Godson, Daniel James Fenton, would be the one to get his share of the company because as much as he loves Maddie, he knows that if he listed her she would think it was him buttering her up (it would be) and would only serve to drive her away. There was NO WAY Jack Fenton was getting his hands anywhere near his will, and while he was on good terms with Jazz, he knew she didn’t want to be tied to the ghost-gear business. Danny was the logical choice because if we’re being honest, he has no one else.

The ‘His share of the company’ eventually evolved into ‘Everything I own’ because FUCK YOU Jack, Maddie’s too smart for my textbook manipulation, and Jazz is on a completely different route.

Danny was not aware of this until the day finally came for Karma to get one on the fruit loop. Tragic plane crash, no possible survivors, and suddenly he is a Billionaire.

(Vlad got away but he knew the jig was up because there was NO WAY anyone was getting out of this. The Ghost Zone is now his permanent residence)

Anti ghost tech got REAL POPULAR after the Amity Park media blackout was lifted and people came by to prove it’s a hoax, only to then receive a campfire ghost story worth the scars.

Danny was also not aware it had been years since his parents gave Vlad their rights to the Big Company in order to focus more on FentonWorks. Since he got EVERYTHING Vlad owned, literally everything even Maddie was surprised he didn’t leave her something, that meant he now owned the biggest monopoly on ghost tech because no one else knew how to get ecto to ‘play nice’ with modern technology. Plus with all the patents and lawyers under Big Company, there was barely any ideas someone could have about an ecto-ANYTHING that hadn’t already been invented, perfected, and patented by FentonWorks aka Big Company.

Big Company also had contracts with the US Military before Danny took over and decided that they shouldn’t be in their trigger happy hands and took back the ecto-weaponry.

Ok so lets get the plot going

Danny was crowned as the Infinite Realms Ghost Prince because

1) look at that mischievous face and snark and then tell me he’s not going to cause the entire dimension to crash and burn the moment he sits on that throne (be it by accident or completely on purpose, only Clockwork may know)

2) He is under a lot of stress in his human life because he just became somewhat of a celebrity. (There is a YouTube compilation of every-time during the Vlad Memorial where you can physically see his face going from aww man this person care about died to his internal monologue of oh god how do I act sad knowing that the fruitloop is drinking ecto-piña colada’s rn, externally showing in his face as he tries to subtly smother his giggles (the paparazzi hound him after someone got a lucky pic and are wondering if this was his evil plan all along)

3) Under Realms Logic For a Halfa Rulers, they get to live out their normal lifespan before becoming subject to the fiasco that is the territory disputes, royal manners of respect mixed with ghost manners of Punch now Ask for their name later, and the beuracratic nightmare of relations outside the realms.

He is still phantom because even though he’s the king, he was their friend first. He knows that ghost need to feed their obsessions in order to not fade out and having a permanent portal instead of having to hope you find one means ghost are gonna flock to it like a moth to a flame. There is the agreement to make sure you don’t interact with the living unless you have to (ember comes to mind) and make sure you do it in a way that doesn’t hurt them (goddamit ember and your stupid mind control). He lays out new laws with his princely powers which basically state you can’t kill or harm (both physically or psychologically) any living being if you use his Portal. That’s the best he could do because until he’s king, the natural portals are sadly fair game.

His obsession as Phantom is being a hero so he still flies around and stops rambunctious ghosts who either start to forget the rules they are under or got lucky with a natural portals and are terrorizing the innocent.

Good Fenton reveal where his parents help out on patrol too and catch/release any ghosts who are not interested in safe/sane/consensual haunting.

They know about phantom and are more proud than anything to have one of their kids waking in their ghostly footsteps. They stop with the non-sentient mindset after meeting and actually talking to a few ghosts too.

They post their new findings and now it’s well known that ghost are real, they’re sentient, and are just here because they NEED to be. This causes the Anti-Ecto acts to crave entirely and allows ghost under the Meta rights act.

Danny decides it’s too much of a haste to keep up with a secret identity and goes public as both Fenton & Phantom. He now doesn’t need to hide his useful inhumaness. He isn’t in any danger because his only rouges already knew his identity, he isn’t a villain that needs to be on the JL watchlist, and what could someone do to him without ghost tech? He knows his friends and family is safe because well, while he may be the most powerful on team phantom, the bar is very high and they are grazing it. If you go up against them, you’re gonna lose. Maddie and Jack? Be so for real right now and tell me anyone in their right mind would go up against a black belt in peak physique, decked out in energy weapons and regular weapons, or Built Like A Double Fridge Jack Fenton, who people swear must be kryptonian with the way he runs through brick walls like the kool-aid man. Sam? She has no less than 13 fashionably concealed weapons on her at all times. Tucker? He’s like a Russian nesting doll with all the gadget he pulls out of his ass whenever he’s in a situation. This is all without mentioning how Danny Fenton will personally go to the ends of the earth for each of them and any ghost worth their salt can see the practically corporeal fraid bonds from THE FUCKING KING to these people. Everyone knows not to fuck with Daniel James Fenton or anyone he cares about because that is a poorly concealed tired snarky man just WAITING for a reason to go all-out.

Him being the sole owner of Big Company not only makes him relatively untouchable, it also makes him physically untouchable because the only people with anti-ghost weapons are him, team phantom(now with supportive Mr. & Mrs Fenton), and the Justice League Dark who he knows he can count on incase a bad timeline happens or he is indisposed and theres a ghost harming people.

Everyone knows who he is, there’s no hiding parts of himself, he is comfortable in his own skin for the first time in years, and now he finally feels like he understands what Clockwork was saying all those times he said “All is as it should be.”

That is until Vlad’s past of Overshadow Based Business, bites him square in his ass. People know about phantom’s powerset. They know how his overshadowing works. They know he would never, but they also know not everyone who gets powers is as good-natured as him. They remember what Vlad was like, smug, creepy, and good god he had an ego. They know phantom got his powers from an ecto-related lab accident. Y’know who else was in an ecto-related lab accident where he was literally hospitalized for years? Vlad fucking Masters. Y’know how he got rich in a record time and how nobody was able to prove any foul play took place? Yeah, people are smarter than you think. Now Big Company is falling down in shambles as past contracts demand a Class Action Lawsuit.

Vlad didn’t live long per se, but he sure made A LOT of enemies.

Now don’t get the people wrong, they have it out for Vlad, not Danny, but seeing as they also want their money back, Danny is gonna have to shut up and deal with it because holy hell how many people can one man piss off.

The answer is 473.

473 individual million/billion dollar businesses who he screwed over in the years he was head of the company. Danny is so screwed.

He is unemployed, sure he’s a hero, but that doesn’t pay the bills. Sure he’s got kingly reserves, but they’re locked up until he’s 83. He is 24 years old. No prior work experience. Besides the obviously blank resume, he had SHIT grades that no amount of catching up his senior year after going public was going to erase. He didn’t graduate, he’s a drop out. He didn’t even have a GED.

People know his name, face, and the HUGE WORLDWIDE SCANDAL he’s caught up in. He had to give up every dollar. Thank-god he managed to end up without debt, but he had to sell every car, yacht, private jet, beach house, the cheese castle, the packers memorabilia, EVERYTHING in order to avoid being millions in debt. Big Company is no longer a thing. Thank god for Maddie’s awareness of not wanting to be in debt to Vlad because Fentonworks would’ve took a HIT had she not cut ties all those years ago.

Danny Fenton is 24, getting hounded by paparazzi asking him what he’s gonna do now after living it easy for 7 years (Vlad ‘died’ when he was 17). He wasn’t lying when he said he barely made it out of the whole ordeal without debt. He lost all his possessions that weren’t in his childhood room, and now has a whopping $4.73 to his name.

Ironic huh.

He’s currently residing in his old room. He’s sure Clockwork is somewhere laughing his ass off watching. His half-life has gone to absolute shit. He’s never living(ha) this down.

He’s about to go back down to the lab to make himself useful because no one likes a leech, when he gets a call on his JL communicator. At least it isn’t flashing the way it would if there was an emergency, he thinks before picking it up.

On the screen, a message reads as follows

‘Your presence is required at a meeting regarding your position in the League next week on xx/xx/xxxx’

Oh god, now he’s getting fired from the one job he actually cared about. He’s going to have to deal with obsession starving on top of his shit half-life!?

Listen, there’s only so many ghost still fucking around to find out after seeing Ancients get their asses handed to them by him, the only obsession-related enrichment he’s been getting these past 2 years came solely from JL events. Rescue missions? Delectable. Fighting the BigBad? Spectacular. Cleanup after a big fight? Not the best but it’s honest work and keeps him satiated.

He’s not looking forward to being forced to either

A) keep working alongside the JL without their knowledge as a somewhat invisible help to keep him from starving

Or

B) being forced to listen to police chatter somewhere crime is rampant because Amity Part ain’t it, it’s as far away from crime ridden as a place can get. The last crime that happened was when a kid accidentally stole a bag of chips from the convenience store. He just walked back in, put it back, and apologized.

Yeah no, Amity is not gonna cut it.

He’s already feeling the drawbacks of not hero-ing because the last 6 months he’s been going Court to Court nonstop bi-weekly. When he wasn’t in a courthouse, he was either with his lawyers seeing the best outcome, selling Vlads old shit on eBay, or keeping his appetite from OH GOD IM STARVING to I’m still fucking hungry but I’ll live(ha).

He’s currently nearing the IM STARVING stage and needs to go protect someone right now before he goes into obsession withdrawal. Turns out Vlad wasn’t just that unhinged, he was just constantly in withdrawal from his obsession (family) that he couldn’t think too far ahead in his schemes to get from ‘we’re talking now, yay (forcefully because there’s a bigger problem to deal with)!’ to ‘wait you don’t like me and the problem I made so that you would be forced to talk to me is actually a problem that needs to be dealt with’

He isn’t looking forward to having his ability to think compromised by ‘must protect, keep safe’ playing over and over again in his head. He’d actually go crazy.

The last time he had a withdrawal episode, he summoned an ancient entity so that the world was in severe danger just so he could go beat it to a bloody pulp, banish it, and be left with the terrible fallout now that he could think clearly. He still gets stares from Green Lantern for it. Thankfully after being made aware of this unfortunate drawback of his ghost physiology, the Justice League makes sure to notify him every time there’s a big bad so he can at least help with the cleanup.

Since they know he needs to do hero shit to not become a bigger nuisance, surely he won’t be getting fired, right? He’s not entirely sure and that scares him because unless you’re a ghost, you don’t know how severe obsession withdrawal can be. You get so caught up in it, you end up just creating more damage.

He and team phantom (thank the ancients for his ride or die(ha) friends) get drafting plans incase his place with the JL goes up in flames. The best plan they have right now is Invisibly keep crime down in Gotham (as to not alert his maybe former co-worker). Gotham is literally drowning in crime, he should have an easy time finding someone to protect there. The invisibility part is more so for peace of mind to avoid awkward confrontation because no one wants the disappointed bat glare.

He’s gotten better at portals so living arrangements wouldn’t really be a problem. Theres a 1 hour time difference so that just means he won’t have to wait as long before it’s nighttime over there. Maybe it wouldn’t be that bad? He doesn’t really need to eat cuz of the halfa privelage of ecto=food and vice versa. Bills on the house are all paid and his parents are doing really well considering they now dominate the ecto-tech field. He’ll help out in the lab too and do household chores to feel less like a leech too but all things considered, aside from being in the public eye, it doesn’t seem that bad.

Anyways that’s all I’ve got for the story rn. I’ll update this depending on how it does. If people want more, I will provide. Thx for reading what I’ve got ♥️

ITS SO GOOD *Inhales*

This will absolutely be going into my list of prompts that I will be making fics about. Full creds for the delectable prompt will be given and when I eventually get around to doing this (summer 2025 here we go) I will add onto this thread. Any recommendations on how to write these characters more in depth are so very well appreciated since these will be my first fics with these fandoms and first couple of fics overall.

The moment I get an Ao3 it is so over for my sleep schedule 😼

Say no to this, Bruce.

A few days ago Bruce had a fight with his sons, now he doesn't even remember why, it was probably something stupid that escalated and he didn't know how to stop it, it was probably his fault.

He was alone at the mansion, Damian was at Dick's house, Jason was ignoring him more than usual and Tim was on a case where he didn't want help, not from him at least, even Duke was away, it wasn't a good week for Bruce.

He grabbed a phone he had hidden and only took out before going to sleep alone in his room, hesitated for a few seconds and sent a message to the only number added.

His "thing" with the boy, Danny Fenton, had started four years ago, the boy was lost and Bruce found him when he coincidentally went for a walk as a civilian.

Danny was so charmed by Bruce (for some reason) that he gave him his hotel room number to keep talking about the universe, and later his home number.

Danny was a good, funny and witty kid, a very smart too, with parents who didn't deserve him because they didn't notice their son's brilliance.

Danny was a good boy with a not-so-good life, a strong, independent boy who wasn't always positive but didn't always let himself fall apart.

That's why when Danny answered his message with a call with him crying and asking for help, he could only go to his rescue without looking back, barely remembering to tell Alfred of his departure.

When he arrived he found only tragedy.

His family and friends had died, an explosion at an unfortunate time, Danny had no one in the world besides his godfather and Bruce, and he didn't want to fall into Vlad's clutches, so he was desperate.

He also told him about Phantom, and Bruce could only hug him and promise him that no one was going to find him.

The first thing that came to his mind was to take him to his mansion, Danny was like his son, it was the most logical action... except that Danny still looked up to him and trusted him a lot, and wasn't that a scary thought?

Bringing Danny to the mansion would involve many things, Danny would meet his children, which might make Danny see him differently, goodbye to his admiration and affection, goodbye to spending time "together" watching bad movies to criticize them, goodbye to quiet conversations and asking for advice, goodbye to trust.

Bringing Danny to the mansion would mean having him physically close but keeping him away in every other possible way.

"Danny doesn't want anyone else to know about Phantom." Bruce repeated to himself as he took Danny to a small, hidden apartment in Gotham, a cozy little place where Vlad wouldn't find Danny (and neither would Bruce's family).

I’ve never read something and had the urge to uproot my life in order to write the nastiest 300k word fic about a nonsensical prompt like this before. I NEED THIS HOMOEROTIC TENSION ON Ao3 LIKE, YESTERDAY! If I end up writing it, be rest assured, I WILL MAKE ANOTHER POST ABT THIS DELICIOUS PROMPT 😍

Shallow Graves.

Danny would like to state, not on the record or anything, that shallow graves are the easiest to crawl back out of. So if these mercenaries could keep using them instead of the deeper ones, he might just thank them the next time they try to kill him.

He always gets back up, pretty firmly stuck in between life and death rather than ever being on one side or the other. They're never going to succeed, no matter how hard they try. Even things that used to hurt aren't really anymore.

Ectoranium? He built a tolerance to that a long time ago. Blood Blossoms? Those lost efficacy after his twentieth(?) exposure.

The amount of terrible lines he hears is just getting old, as well. "Dead men tell no tales." Classic. Epic. Wrong. Especially when you can't even kill him properly. The dead love to talk, you jerks firmly on the side of the living just can't hear them.

All things being equal, though, nothing brought more joy than the look on the face of one Lex Luthor when Danny showed up at a press conference with a microphone and a question after the former went through all the trouble of having Danny dropped off in the middle of the ocean in a concrete box.

He watched on in silent humor as he had divers swim for his concrete prison and bring it back up. Inside was a perfect impression of Danny, down to the folds of his clothes, but no Danny.

Neither man was a fool, but Danny was having fun with it. Subtle, but pointed, as he needled Luthor and protested every action his company took. Messing with Mortal megalomaniacs is a favored past-time.

DPXDC prompt: Identity Reveal or What makes a Fenton a Fenton?

Riddler catches 'birds and bats' and Phantom. Disarming them and putting Specter Deflector on Danny Nygma offers to pass his obstacle course if they want to live.

However, he does not take into account one fact - Danny not only Phantom but also Fenton. And his family is well known in Amity Park for their strong genes and attendant economic damage. So of course the boy does not follow his rules of the game but simply runs away:

I totally didn’t see the invisibility thing coming!

I thought it was gonna be him throwing himself off the balcony and then turning invisible cuz like just imagine the heart attack that would give everyone XD

@mariastorm

Danny became the head assistant to one Timothy Drake-Wayne after nearly 20 years of being retired from the hero gig. In Danny's opinion,no 16 year old should be managing a multi - million dollar company as a pass time instead the fricking grown adult who owned said company... *cough,cough .....Bruce Wayne.

But then again,what did he know, alot.....he knew alot about Tim and his family of furries...the undead souls of Gotham tended to tell you things if you gave them the chance, he was just some guy in his thirties who had just moved to Gotham just a year ago. He couldn't just walk up to them and offer a free therapy session with his sister to fix the general mess that was the Wayne family unless he wanted the 'batclan' to start paying attention to him and later creeping him out with their stalking. So he chose a more subtle approach ; slowly integrate into their lives and fix their disaster of a family one appointment at a time.

He started off great. Tim began to open up to him in the office as the days went by. They talked in-between work schedules and meetings. He learnt about Tim's likes and dreams,lent an ear when he needed to vent about stuff involving home or school. In a way , Danny had realised somewhere in between that he was slowly mentally adopting Tim as his kid . He ended doing the same thing with the other Wayne children when he met them. Apparently,Tim spoke about him to the others when he was home and they had all gotten curious. Heck he had even met Alfred and they got on like a house on fire . Now he sometimes joins the old man to shop for groceries every other weekend. He had met Bruce as well and let's just say their first meeting involved Danny scolding the hell out of the man for allowing a literal child to manage his company when said child should have been doing child things as well as all the other things and the others had told him Bruce had done. Alfred had patted him on the back after he had finished his speech while the kids had been laughing at their father's expense.

Bruce had surprisingly taken it like a man considering the fact that he was being told off on how to 'parent' by a twink who was his son's assistant and therefore his employee. Danny had expected to be jobless after that fiasco but instead he was invited to dinner that very same week by Bruce himself. Albeit Bruce refused to make eye contact and seemed to have been having a fever as his face and ears were bright red but Danny didn't mind,free food was free food.... Even if he still wonderd why he had spotted Dick and Stephanie spying on them from the hallway with knowing looks on their faces......

Danny didn't even know how but suddenly he was fully involved in their lives; night time hobbies included after they dramatically told him to which Danny had simply responded with an "ya don't say?"and proceeded to go back to drinking his tea with Alfred . Things in the bat-brood were healing nicely;they were talking, bonding and generally starting to look like a true family. A true family with Danny in it. And Danny himself didn't realize this until one fluke .....no.... Two flukes occurred on the night of the biggest gala Danny had ever attended in his halfa life {galas he attended at Sam's mansion included} .

The first fluke ,he had been both happy and embarrassed about.....

Not one or two or three BUT four of the Wayne children had addressed him as 'Dad' . That too in front of a large group of guests and reporters with cameras and recorders . Damien had gone as far as to specify that ,yes they were referring to him and not Bruce..

And the second fluke....

Well, Danny wasn't sure how to feel about that one............

... Bruce Wayne,the bachelor billionaire,the man Danny had come to have a huge slight man crush on,...........

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.

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Kissed Danny. Right on the lips. On the balcony.

And Danny being a complete idiot had hiccuped then used his invisibility to hide and later run all while forgetting one tiny thing..

He hadn't told the batclan about his secret yet..and honestly??

Danny blames Clockwork.

Wedding Thief

There have been a string of thefts in Gotham (which isn't unusual) that were confusing Batman, all involving things for a wedding. There were no finger prints, no signs of break ins and no cameras caught the thief. After finding out what the thief would steal next he placed a tracker on it.

When the thief stole it Batman followed it to a graveyard. While staking it out he saw a young girl around 5-7 with violet eyes commanding a floating boy with white hair around the same age, to set up the stolen objects in a way that resembles a wedding.

Dc x dp idea 130

De aged toddler Danny is sent to dc. Wants absolutely nothing to do with heros or the government.

Back home they killed his family and cut him open for experiments. It was his rouges who helped him. They rescued him. Sure in order to stabilize him he was deages. But he wasn’t still there.

Danny avoids all hero and government officials in this dimension. Instead toddler Danny just goes to villains. If they are too murdery he pranks them. Ivy and Catwomen are his favorites! He helps them!!!

DPXDC prompt: Dead on main. No trick only treat.

~~Сhildhood friends and deals~~

The Justice League has to summon a ghost from another dimension to address the threat. They don’t know what price the Ghost King will take but there’s little time to bargain. Another spirit threatening them has already seized all the computers on their base. John doesn’t know what else to offer. A summoned ghost starts to look bored. Gold, jewelry? A favor from a member of the League? Like the Ruler of All Dead needs it. No one dares to make another offer, and the King is in no hurry to set out his demands. Maybe try to pull off a soul sale scam?

Suddenly, Red Hood breaks into the hall, walks up to Phantom and shakes his shoulder vigorously. Red Hood: You, get Technus out of here right now. I need access to the files and fast. Phantom: That’s rude, dude. Where did you grow up? in the cave? No "hello, no how are you, Danny", really? Red Hood: I’ll pay the usual price. Phantom: Deal.

What is the price? John sees Batman and gets in his way. The usual price, his guy said. Means Jay was already out of the deal alive and well. This hyperprotective bat would only piss off the ruler if he interfered.

The King quickly deals with his subordinate using a thermos and remains to watch working Hood. Red Hood: What do you want? I’m busy. Danny: You and I have a contract~ Red Hood: All right, all right. Jay throws M&Ms right in the face of the ghost. But king doesn’t look angry. He opens the package and starts sorting the candies by color. Phantom quickly eats up all the green ones and passes the red ones to Hood. Jason takes them without any questions.

Strange. John has never seen a summoned creature share its reward with a human. And the son of a bat looks too comfortable with it. Wait, since when do super-powered beings think that candy is a decent wage?John makes one of the most likely deductions using his experience. Constantine: Batsy, how long has your son been sleeping with the King of Ghosts? Batman: He…what?!

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Dick *knocking at the door*: Little Wing, you hate ectoplasm and everything what is neon green, so why? He’s dangerous! Jason who turned on the music to not listen to his crazy family: ~He’s poison but tasty~

Dick: NoOOoo

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Jason: And now everyone thinks that I sold my virginity to you for a bargain or something, because interdimensional creatures like you aren’t supposed to help for nothing. Like you’re playing favorites. I’m gonna fucking kill John. Danny: Well, I wouldn’t say no to that. Jason: What? Danny: I mean, to k-kill John, yeah. How dare he.. Jason: Omg, you’re still so terrible liar, Fenton.

Danny: Sorry :(

Jason: No. Say it again.

~~~~Twelve years ago~~~~ Maddie wasn’t thrilled to learn that Danny was trying to make friends with Todd’s son. Their neighbor was terrible. And his son was definitely a street rat and probably a juvenile delinquent. Maddie: Danny, honey, there’s got to be a reason this boy is talking to you. Even kids from the crime alley are always looking for a bargain they can make or a fool they can fool. Danny: But Jason is so cool! He knows so much about books and alleys and.. Maddie: But you don’t want to be a fool, do you? Danny: Okay, Mom, I get it.

So, if Danny wants a cool friend, he’s got to offer a bargain.

He didn’t have a lot of pocket money for every month but Jason needed it more anyway. And his lunch that Jack was picking for him was big enough for two and only bitten on Tuesdays. Nice. Jason: Do I understand correctly? You will pay me and give me food, and I, what? Protect you from bullies? Danny: No! I’m not weak, I don’t need to be protected. Just..maybe we could sit together at lunch and walk each other home sometimes? Jason: Nay Danny: But why? You want something else? Jason: Money’s fine but your homemade food is…strange. Danny: I can bring sweets if you want. Jason: Deal. 3 pop tarts for a joint lunch, a party size bag of M&Ms if you waste my time out of school.

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Sometimes they share sweets when they hang out but more often Jayson takes them home to save in case his parents have money problems. Sweets have a long shelf life stored and he may not be afraid to poison himself. Over time, candy becomes their currency and a secret language for all occasions. Need help without unnecessary questions? M&Ms. Problems with learning? Skittles. The question is about family? Snickers. There will be a serious conversation? Pop Tarts.

Jason: One snickers and a pack of gum. Danny: Yeah, Jason? What do you want? Jason: My mom wants to meet my friend. Come to lunch on Sunday. Danny: Okay, you managed to pay for my expensive services. Jason:…and you just lost the gum from the deal.

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Jason threw a package at Danny: Three pop tarts. We need to talk. Danny: All right? Jason: Why are you avoiding me all week?! Danny: Well, it’s just..you’re Wayne now. Jason. Still Todd. And what about that? Danny: You can hang out with the cooler guys now, I didn’t want to embarrass you. Jason: Bullshit! I’m still the street rat, and you’re trying to avoid our contract. me. And I don’t even need money from you anymore. What the hell? I thought you are my friend. Danny: And I am!

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Robin: What’s a schoolboy doing in an alley at night? Danny: Um, I…nothing? Don’t tell my parents, Mr. Robin sir. Robin: It will cost you so many Chunky Bars, you have no idea. Danny:...Jason? Jason: N-no. Danny: Damn yes. What are you doing in green shorts on the street at night?! Jason: Cosplay. Danny: Oh yeah? Then I’m just your hallucination. Don’t hesitate to ghost me. I’m going home, Disgrace In Pixie Boots, bye. Jason: fu%&c$#u