i hope i am not just a weird mutual to you all but also an old haunted doll character that shows up in your dreams to point ominously at something unseen behind you before you wake up in a cold sweat.....

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@fuckyeah-phantom
i hope i am not just a weird mutual to you all but also an old haunted doll character that shows up in your dreams to point ominously at something unseen behind you before you wake up in a cold sweat.....

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I actually passed away quite a few years ago, but I'm a very private person and never told anybody.
I've read about Constantine being the rough and tumble protector/teacher/whatever for Danny, who's the usual adhd chaos gremlin, but I want the reverse. I want an overly eager and exciteable John continually pestering Danny to take him as his apprentice in magic.
Danny probably stopped by a pub in Liverpool, in dimension something or other, to listen to some punk band play. John's singing on stage and picks up on the death magic that hangs off this 6 foot man with tousled hair and a body that's a cross between an acrobat and a brawler.
John immediately tries hitting on him and also begging him to teach him. He tries everything. He keeps hunting him down, finding new ways to summon him until Danny can't take it anymore. So, he sets him up with an impossible task.
He has to be there when he's summoned with very specific caveats in place:
1. He can't be in the dimension when the circle is made but must be present before the verbal component is spoken.
2. He can't help in any way, not with knowledge or procuring of materials.
3. The summoning spell must be requested by someone who hates and does not use magic, but is marked as accepted by the magical world.
4. He can't know why the summoning was taking place.
5. He can't have ingested any alcohol or smoked anything that day.
6. There must be 2 aliens and a being in a state of polarity present.
7. It can't be a summoning done on behalf of John Constantine, even a little bit.
And because John was adamant (and maybe threatened a bit too much chaos and fire) even against Danny's protests (because he felt a little weird about it as John was young and Danny had existed for a while) he added that if the cookie portion of his offering contained peanut butter, Danny would go on a single date with him.
Needless to say, when Danny was summoned almost 50 years later to a Space Station, he was not expecting to see a bunch of random superheroes surrounding him. And there, standing between Superman, Martian Manhunter, and Captain Marvel, was John mother-fucking Constantine grinning ear to ear.
And the cookies were peanut butter blossoms...
Ancients damnit.
This is NOT a ship I would normally go for, but it's so fucking complex and unnecessarily extra that I'm kinda digging it ahahhaah
The justice league watched in confusion as the entity they summoned sucked their teeth and bobbed a finger at John Constantine with narrowed eyes.
“You got me.” The ghost said, halfway between impressed and resigned.
“Toldja I would luv.” Constantine boasted, but his usual smarm was dulled by the uncharacteristic blush on his cheeks. He held out the peanut butter cookie offering.
Danny rolled his eyes and swiped it out of the Magician’s hand, taking a crumbling bite. “Least it took you long enough that it isn’t cradle robbing quite as much.”
“Oy! I’m a bloody grown man!”
“Constantine.” Zatanna interjected. “You are displaying remarkable familiarity with someone you had no part in summoning.”
“Hn.” Batman grunted. “Care to explain why you were even more unhelpful than usual in this endeavor yet insisted on being present for this meeting?”
Danny cackled. “Yeah John, wanna tell ‘em why it had to be a peanut butter cookie too?”
Danny’s core
I REALLY should be sleeping but instead I can’t stop thinking about an idea I had for Danny’s core.
So I’ve seen him have an ice core, I even have a headcannon that he has that because ice is a poor conductor but like…
Danny has a space obsession….
Danny is dead…
Danny has ice powers…
What’s something dead that’s found in space that also happens to be incredibly cold????
THATS RIGHT!!
Danny’s core is actual a black hole!!!
Additionally, what if a ghost core isn’t always solidified??? Like the ghost has the be weakened enough to reveal their core or they have to actively solidify it for it to be touched.
So imagine if you will that we have a vivisection fic and the ghosts are trying to save Danny, not just because they actually care about him, but also because they know that if Danny’s core solidifies it will consume everything around him and he’d never forgive himself.
Or for a dc x dp prompt the Justice league rushes to amity park because they have to figure out how a black hole is forming in Illinois!
Or even Danny getting summoned in his giant Erdrich space form and Darkseid or some other big bad challenges him and as a last resort or just to show that they never had a chance to begin with, he opens up his chest and theyre dragged into his core!
I really need to sleep. I’m probably not gonna.
I gotta get up for work in 2 hrs 
Insomnia is a bitch.my cat is taunting me with her snores.
Adding this on because I forgot about Dan for a minute but it works for him too but not in the same way!!
I’ve seen a lot of fanart where he has a fire core/fire powers, well wouldn’t you know it, the material around a black hole is stupid levels of hot!!!
Kinda like you ripped out the central mass of the black hole and the material left behind attached itself to the nearest gravitational force! Such a Dan attaching himself to plasmius and forming an entirely new ghost but retaining bits of his original core!!
I shouldn’t ramble about ghosts and science when I’m this tired!!
this duck LOVES pink drink
Her just pouring the puree straight over the duck's head because she knows there's no getting that duck out of the cup is killing me

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Danny meets a kind butler in the infinite realms. The butler, who introduced himself as Alfred Pennyworth, requested to visit outside of the infinite realms as he wasn’t powerful enough to do so himself. All he wanted was to see the well-being of his son and his grandkids.
Alfred forgot to mention that said son and grandkids are the freaking Batman and Birds
The old British guy made it sound so reasonable.
Just a simple request: “I’d like to see how my son and grandkids are faring after my funeral. It’s been three months since I died, and while I know that isn’t long I want to be sure my family aren’t too tied up in grief to tend to their own needs. I did a lot for them. They were all taught to look after themselves, of course, but a short visit would ease my mind that those lessons held. This old man still worries.”
Danny didn’t have it in him to say no. Lots of new ghosts came to him with the same request. Making sure their loved ones didn’t wallow in grief or fight over the will was the most common thought for the freshly dead. After they came to terms with their new state of being, that is.
This kind old man in a suit and gloves seemed stable and sure of himself. Not trying to return to the living realm for revenge, pride, or obsession. Seemed like an easy afternoon.
So Danny set the time and date, opened the portal to the coordinates Mr Pennyworth gave him, and stepped through to make sure it was safe.
Only to trip over himself backtracking.
“I think you gave me the wrong coordinates,” Danny wheezed. Eyes darting between his portal and the Butler that had been nothing but calm and collected since meeting him.
“Oh? And why is that?”
Before Danny could answer a Batarang shot out of the swirling green oval - and Mr Pennyworth’s hand shot out just as quickly to catch it five inches from Danny’s face.
Danny whimpered. Alfred smiled at the custom ninja star like it was his favorite pet learning a new trick.
“Wait! Don’t!”
Too late, the butler had stepped through the portal. Danny should have closed it right away, but he’d kind of had a big shock. Was still in shock. But he couldn’t leave the new ghost alone - just because the old guy seemed in control didn’t mean he had the strength necessary to hold shape in the mortal realm. It was obvious he had a strong will, but staying corporeal took practice.
Danny stepped through the portal again (going intangible just in case of more batarangs) and quickly closed the portal behind him, plunging the Batcave into an eerie twilight rather than the bright green lighting he’d first given it.
The Batcave!! Yep - still in shock. It was massive. He couldn’t count the number of stalactites. And those were actual living bats hanging in colonies between them! There were several levels of platforms holding artifacts and suits, the Batmobile was parked on a rotating track, and there was a dinosaur?!
The level they were on had a huge computer - Tucker would gnaw his own arm off for that - and people standing around.
Oh no, people.
Some in their hero costumes, some not but still wearing masks like they’d hastily stuck it on their faces when the portal first opened, all staring at Alfred Pennyworth like -
Well, like they’d seen a ghost.
And Mr Pennyworth was absolutely beaming. That fresh-ghost glow that still held the memory of life. He looked so happy. It was honestly beautiful. Danny loved granting First Requests for this reason.
And then Alfred shuddered, his visibility flickered.
Batman gasped and reached out, hand passing through.
Aaaannnnd that’s what Danny had been worried about. Holding shape was hard. In the Ghost Zone you were entirely surrounded by ectoplasm. Like a fish in water, you didn’t know you were wet. And that fed new ghosts until they became strong enough to utilize their own cores for energy outside the zone. But take a new ghost out of the water? They still needed an outside source to fuel them or they would fade.
Danny flew quickly over to the butler’s side, ignoring the vigilantes tensing to fight, and set a hand on his shoulder. The touch transferred enough energy to stop the flickering visibility, and his form sharpened around the edges as well. Alfred wasn’t as strong as he pretended. His calm demeanor hid it well, but blurring like that wasn’t healthy.
“Thank you for bringing me here, Phantom,” Alfred said with a small smile. Then looked back at Batman with longing. “If I may ask, can I have enough energy to hug my son?”
Danny mind tried to go in three directions at once.
SON?! BATMAN WAS HIS SON?! Oh no was this all a trick to cause problems? Giving a fresh ghost enough energy to become corporeal was a gamble. What if they used it for swift revenge? Or to act out their obsession? New ghosts didn’t have good control over their obsessions. What if his kindness was all an act? He was confident enough this could definitely be an act. OKAY BUT BATMAN IS HIS SON??!! And the Birds are his grandkids! What would they do if Danny just left? Opened a new portal and dragged their grandpa back to hell (kinda) right in front of this galaxy-class hero family? That could not be good for Danny’s continued existence. Whether or not this was a trap, Danny had 100% been manipulated. He didn’t like that.
Batman’s lip was trembling. Does Batman cry? What a wild thought. The man’s arms started to lift before he forced them back down. He wanted the hug too.
Ah what the hell. A First Request was often the same as a ghost’s Last Request when they were alive. If he really just wanted to hold his family one more time…
Danny sighed. His eyes darted around the cave at the other vigilantes that had gathered closer. They all seemed wary and hopeful and scared and longing. They all seemed like a family grieving.
Danny leaned closer to the butler and whispered, “You know, you could have given me some warning your family was Batman.”
A mischievous little smirk was quickly hidden, but that didn’t stop the twinkle in his eye. Batman huffed out a single breathy laugh and finally relaxed.
“Fine,” Danny nodded. “But you gotta promise me you won’t use my energy to hurt anyone.”
“As it is your energy, I shouldn’t be able to.”
Danny blinked. Had Mr Pennyworth actually done his research before approaching him in the Zone? Did he really know Danny was a protector spirit, and choose him for that reason to grant his request? Okay maybe he was starting to like this guy after all. Even with the manipulation. Maybe he could get lessons after this. A course titled: Manipulate Your Way into Making Friends.
“You got me there,” he shrugged. “But still. Promise.”
“I promise not to use your power to hurt anyone who doesn’t attack me or my family first.”
He couldn’t help but laugh a little. The addendum was perfectly reasonable. Danny floated a little higher and made sure to meet the eyes of each person here - they’d all gotten close now, paying attention to every word and action. Waiting to see if this was real.
Danny smirked at Nightwing, who was wearing a loose hoodie over his costume, “You’ll wanna zip that up. The old tale about ghosts and cold spots is about to be very real.”
Then he pulled in a deep breath and blew freezing air right from his core over Alfred Pennyworth. It solidified the ghost enough to stand on the ground rather than float. Enough for gravity to hold him. Enough to lunge forward into the arms of the hero he raised. Enough to be held in return, by his son and grandkids.
Danny floated away from the huddle of crying heroes to let them have their moment in private.
He really did love granting First Requests.
Finally posted this one to ao3.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/66280417
New hobby: stitching together DP screenshots to create panoramas
Beautiful! I will be using these for reference. They also make the world feel a little bigger, seeing how locations and scenes connect to one another.
Bruce, visibly overwhelmed by Emotions as he watches a ten-year-old Dick goofing around in the batcave: Alfred. Alfred I think I'd die if something happened to him
Alfred: *carefully doesn't say that he thought the same thing when Martha and Thomas placed a newborn Bruce in his arms for the first time because he knows that'll completely destroy the little emotional bandwidth Bruce has*
Tim about to (rightfully) get Bruce in trouble in "Your Heart's my Heart (You Know me Best)" by @fuckyeah-phantom
After being benched and subsequently replaced as Robin, Tim goes out on his own only to run into trouble after an Arkham and Blackgate escape. Thankfully he meets a civilian who keeps the hallucinations away.
oh my god im in love with it

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[Image ID: A digital drawing of Danny Phantom standing in front of a dark swirling background. Green lines of electricity run up Phantom's outstretched left arm from his palm into a glowing mass over his chest and spread from there over his upper torso and face. /. End ID]
Just how many hundreds of thousands of volts does it take to change your DNA in a very strange way?
Happy DPxDC Bang Posting week!
I got to do some art for @fuckyeah-phantom's Your Heart's My Heart (You Know Me Best). If you've got as much Tim x Danny Brainrot as I do I recommend giving it a read and finding out what's actually happening :-)
Thanks @dpxdcbigbang for running this event <3
My first post for the @dpxdcbigbang !
Art is for chapter 3 of the amazing fic Your Heart's My Heart (You Know Me Best) by @fuckyeah-phantom which you should all go read.
And also check out this awesome art here by my teammate @marzfartz !
happy dpxdc bang posting week!
i had a lot of fun working on this fic & with my artists! so i hope yall enjoy it too :D
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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make sure to check out @marzfartz and @shadowfaerieammy, the artists i work with!
So I just saw a post by a random personal blog that said “don’t follow me if we never even had a conversation before” and?????? Not to be rude but literally what the fuck??????????
I’ve had people (non-pornbots) try to strike conversation out of nowhere in my DMs recently, and now I’m wondering if they were doing that because they wanted to follow me and thought they needed to interact first. I feel compelled to say, just in case, that it’s totally okay to follow this blog (or my side blog, for that matter) even if we’ve never talked before.
Also, I’m legit confused. Is this how follow culture works right now? It was worded like it’s common sense but is that really a thing?
Saw a sharp increase in my follower count after posting this. The legitimacy of it is driving me nuts so I also feel the need to say that you can follow anyone on here regardless of whether you’ve interacted with them or not. People like the above mentioned blog are exceptions. Perhaps they themselves think they aren’t and therefore will act like they aren’t, but they are, trust me.
Just follow anyone you wanna follow. The worst thing that can happen is maybe getting soft-blocked by the other person, but if they do soft-block you, then they were never that worth following in the first place.
wow. really hope this isn't actually a norm taking hold with new users! this isn't facebook, you don't need to know people before following them
Can we start a trend of randomly sending people cute animals? This sounds awesome!

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