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wastefulreverie · 2 years

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this has been on my mind for a bit

“I can’t believe I just gaslit my favorite body piercer for you.” Sam rolled her wrist, shaking the contents of her iced coffee before taking one long sip. “We’re close.”

“I mean, to be fair, I didn’t know that would happen.”

“Look, out of all parties here, you’re the one that should probably know the bells and whistles of your own super healing, Danny,” Sam pointed out. “I should have figured, but you really had no clue?”

“No! No I didn’t!” He groaned. “And I really wanted that piercing.”

Tucker, lounged in Danny’s beanbag chair, looked up from his DS. “You know, you can always get clip-ons.”

“Clip-ons,” he deadpanned.

Tucker pulled at his earlobes. “Yeah, clip-ons.” He pinched his ears. “Bam, problem solved. Earrings galore.”

“It’s not the same, Tuck,” Sam pointed out.

“Yeah, but what else is he gonna do? We saw it happen. Even if the needle goes through, his healing kicks in before they can even jab anything in there–”

“I wouldn’t say jab–”

“Whatever! You get what I mean!”

Danny rolled on his stomach and groaned again into his pillow.

“It’s just my fucking luck that I can’t do anything normal, huh,” he lamented.

Sam and Tucker exchanged worried looks. Before they could say anything, Danny’s bedroom door slammed open. Jack Fenton barreled into the room and raised a triumphant fist.

“Danno, you’ll never guess what! Your Mom and I just made a groundbreaking discovery.”

Danny didn’t bother rolling back onto his back. “Let me guess. You punched a hole into another dimension.”

“Even better! We discovered an element that seems to repel all ectoplasm. Seems like our probes into the Ghost Zone have been a worthy endeavor. Right now, our running name is Ectoranium, but I’m thinking something more like Kr-ecto-nite. Get it? Like Kryptonite, but for ghosts?”

If possible, Danny sagged even deeper into his bed. “Sounds great, Dad.”

“You kids should come down into the lab to see it–”

Tucker cleared his throat. “Hard pass, Dr. F. We’re working on some super important homework right now. Could take all night.”

Sam nodded. “It’s uh, fifty percent of our grade.”

“Ah, I see. Keep up the good work, kiddos! If you get done early, you know where to find us!”

Just as turbulent as he arrived, Jack bolted out the door and fled back to the lab. Tucker kicked out his foot to shut the door.

“Well,” he started, “that was uh, some news.”

Sam, against all reason, beamed. “I know! Isn’t it great!”

Danny lifted his head from his pillow and met her with a blank, confounded stare. “What.”

“The Ectoranium! It’s the answer.”

Tucker frowned. “Uh, I don’t know about you Sam but ghost kryptonite sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. Especially since it’s yet another thing in this nightmare of a house that can hurt Danny.”

“Wait, nightmare is a strong word–”

“Shush, your house is a nightmare, Danny.”

“That is true,” Sam agreed, “but the Ectoranium repels ectoplasm, right? So, say you theoretically stabbed Danny with it. Would he heal?”

“Uh, probably not,” Danny said. “Why am I being stabbed in this scenario?”

“You can get your ears pierced! We can do it a la Parent Trap style, good old at-home piercing.”

“I don’t know, Sam,” Tucker said. “Isn’t that kind of risky? What if he gets some kind of ghost infection?”

Danny snorted. “I don’t think dead people get infections, Tucker.”

“We don’t know that!”

“I think it’s a safe bet,” Danny said. “I’m down if you are. My parents are going out tomorrow, something about petitioning for less stringent ecto-weapon regulations.”

Sam grinned. “Perfect. I’ll brush up on piercing tonight. Meet here at noon?”

“Sounds good.”

Tucker sighed. “And I’ll be here to film you dumbasses when something goes wrong.”

“Famous last words,” Danny laughed.

#probably could've gone without a read more but don't wanna clog up people's dashes #Danny Phantom #Danny Fenton #Sam Manson #Tucker Foley #Danny Phantom Fanfiction #Fanfiction #Fanfic #Phicc #Phic #wrwritings

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harmonytre · 3 years

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Random DP Dream

I had a dream about Danny Phantom. Keep in mind I know very little about it, so please no spoilers. It was supposed to take place in the “first episode” and was a POV dream, meaning I shared a body with Danny. Our thoughts were split into mine, his, and ours. He couldn’t hear my thoughts unless they were close to his and he’d consider it his subconscious or something. This will be in first person. Danny’s thoughts will be in italics and mine in bold. Both will be in both and thoughts after the story will be in (parentheses).

Anyway, it started off in my house, arguing with my older and younger sister. They were both daring me to dye my hair white. I lost a bet at some point, so I HAD to, but we were deciding what type of white.

Our dad and some of the scientists came in and said it was time. We rushed to get ready to go to the lab in the basement, and our mom was late. While we were waiting, my dad lectured me on types of ghosts, from yokai, phantoms, banshees, etc. I looked at the diagram in my hands as he said something about “the ones in the middle are like snake people.” They were sorted by height and included whether they could interact with living beings.

I spotted Doraemon closer to the right and on the left were taller ghosts called Guardians. Dad explained about them being rare legends who protect other ghosts. I recognized one as one of the scientists in the room, based on “previews” of the show. At least, in the dream. There was also something to the left of the snake people that would prove important. I think they were called Thaglamites? Oh cool.

Our mom finally arrived, so I got ready. They strapped me to a chair. Everyone including my siblings would simply watch. I volunteered for this. Based on a comic on tumblr, I also expected to try fixing a broken panel and meeting the Grim Reaper, but neither of those happened.

The chair entered the machine on a conveyor belt. I waited a few seconds, then screamed out in pain with a bright light. The next part was pretty trippy. There were lots of flashing lights and images and sounds. Why would they put that in a kids show? Reminds me of the banned Porygon episode of Pokemon. At one point, there were people that looked like a photo turned on Difference and Divide, or similar to the “still a piece of garbage” meme. (Also, the song “Seasons of Love” got stuck in my head during this scene and by the time I woke up.)

Eventually, we stopped in a hallway like thing, with quartz columns and a red carpet. We were blocked off by things you see in banks, but more regal with golden stands and red material. (Yes, I mean we. This was the one part of the dream I saw Danny separate from I. Almost as if it was an out-of-body experience eyyyyyyy. I don’t know if Danny also experienced it. I did.)

All of the people in the line, including Danny were brightly glowing. Some were sad, some angry, some content. I started shouting. “I’m not supposed to be here! It’s not my time! I can’t be dead!”

“Why, kid?” Says a middle-aged man. “Because you’re younger? Grow up. You’re dead, deal with it.”

“No, because I still have things to do.” (Danny then listed things I would not know, as they are part of HIS life, but I will try to remember.) Besides, I knew it was not true, because there wouldn’t be a show if Danny straight up died in the first episode. “I have to go to school. I have to take care of my little sister. I have to be there for my family!” Suddenly, he popped out of view. Just simply gone.

I stayed behind a little longer and saw some people’s reactions. “So, we just say important stuff we still have to do?” And they started shouting. None were successful.

I finally joined Danny’s POV again. I was outside the school. My family was unpacking from the SUV. My parents were teachers and it was the first day of school for the others. They were all sad. I knew why, but Danny had yet to figure it out. I was happy I was alive again. I tried to speak with them, but they never heard. They spoke softly about Danny, but they needed to go to school. (Either they weren’t allowed enough time to grieve the loss of a family member, or this was at least a few weeks later. But school was supposed to start a few days after I left. Ah, the first then. Or they want to make sure they get signed up for classes early. My family’s like that. Oh, okay.)

I was sad and cried against a neighboring car. My appearance was the same in the car mirror? Yet, I was nonexistent. I followed my family inside, hoping to find something somewhere to help. Our school consisted mostly of humans, but had the occasional monster too. (Including other fandoms apparently.) Still, no one could see me.

But, someone did. Or at least I thought so. And it was the one group of people I DIDN’T want seeing me. My bullies. They chased me through the school, to the confused faces of others. A flower popped out of the floor. “Hi, I’m Flowey the flower-AUGH!” One of the bullies nearly trampled him. (This is what I meant by other fandoms, but it’s the only one I recognized. What about the yokai one? Shush! I saw an episode of that years ago.)

I tripped and it hurt. I hopped on a table, then realized. They couldn’t actually see me, just things I move or affect. Although no one could feel me, I could move objects. They didn’t even know it was me! Yeah, they’re the type to randomly fight air. Yet, somehow, their punches still stung. I hung to the ceiling and stayed still. They slowly went away, huffing. I sighed and dropped to the ground. I couldn’t even pass through objects. Lame. (And your puny strength was still the same. That hurt our arms. Shut up.) I leaned against the table, contemplative.

A teacher called out names from the doorway to the gym. One name caught my attention. “Danny Fenton?” My head flew up. He was staring directly at me. I looked around me, as if he was calling someone else. “Yes, you Danny. Come on in.” I walked in, extremely confused, yet a little excited that someone saw me! But is it dangerous? I’ll find out, I guess.

There was a rectangle table set up on one side of the gym. There were six people already seated. One of my friends, Sam, gestured to me to sit in between her and another girl. (I had to look up Sam’s name. Yeah, because you haven’t even watched the show. You’re probably writing me out of character too. Yeah probably.) Sam looked smug. The teacher spoke up as he stood on the opposite side of the table.

“Welcome, fellow Thaglamites.” I thought back to the diagram before. They were invisible to the human eye, but could interact with objects. Yep, fit the description. But why was Sam here? I saw her often, so I could definitely see her? Did she die recently?

As I was on the edge of waking up, the rest blurred. So all I can remember is the other girl flirting with me which I was uncomfortable with, the Guardian scientist I knew being a guest speaker, finding out there were multiple ways to become a Thaglamite (so Sam DIDN’T die), and learning Thaglamites COULD be seen after some practice (Sam was one for years).

Anyway, this was fun to write and probably very far off from the actual episode. I should get around to watching it someday asdfghjkl. (Also, I now realize Doraemon is not a yokai. He’s a time travelling cat.)

#dream #writing #Danny Phantom #Flowey #Doraemon?#this was fun to write lol #HarmonyTRE

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five-rivers · 5 years

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I scribbled a little ficlet because your phight post was hilarious

Maddie dropped the piece of paper onto the workbench. Jack frowned at the distraction, turning away from his microscope and picking it up. “What is it?” he asked, smoothing out the buckled edge where it had been torn from a notebook. She stayed quiet as he read, clasping her hands to hide their trembling as her husband’s face bloomed in horrific realisation.

“It was in Danny’s sock drawer,” she said once he had had time to read it. Jack continued to stare at the paper, eyes moving up and down as though reading it several times. She waited until he finally looked up. “What do you think it means?”

Jack shifted on his stool, pushing it away from the bench. The legs screeched along the tiles, and he gingerly handed the paper back to her. The smile was gone from his eyes. “Mads-”

She clenched her fingers around the list, its crinkling oddly satisfying. “I know,” she snapped, the pity in his tone too much for her to keep listening to. “But why does he still need human things? Why can he even look human?”

Jack was sagging, shoulders low and hands loose and empty. It mirrored the hopelessness in his expression. “I don’t know,” he said, voice hollow, “but he’s a ghost.”

The words slammed into her, and Maddie felt herself begin to shake her head. “It doesn’t make sense,” she choked, a sob forcing its way through her lips. She clenched the paper tighter. “It’s impossible.”

Jack reached for her, and Maddie folded into him. “I’m a terrible mother!” she wailed, pressing her face into his chest while he stroked her hair.

Jack made small shushing noises, his arms safe and firm around her. He was shaking as well, sniffing as he tucked his chin over her head.

Neither of them spoke as their world rocked. Maddie felt like everything had been torn away from her, her only link to the truth clutched in her hand. She pulled away from Jack and wiped her nose on her sleeve, uncurling the paper and looking at it again. “He… He’s hidden stuff in the walls,” she said, the words thick and nasal. “Things that would be incriminating?”

Jack pulled an ectoblaster from its holster at his hip. His mouth was a grim slash, eyes darker than Maddie had ever seen them. “I’ll start in his room,” he said, brushing past her and heading towards the stairs.

“Mind the house support beams,” Maddie called after him, re-reading the list yet again with a frown. It was definitely her son’s handwriting, far sloppier than usual. The paper was smudged and words had been crossed out and re-written, and down near the bottom of the sheet there were the telltale signs of teardrops.

The house shook with the sound of an explosion, fine streams of dust trickling from seams in the ceiling. If they were wrong about all of this, Danny was going to be furious when he came home to find one of his bedroom walls in splinters.

Jack’s feet were heavy above her, and he strode down the lab’s stairs a moment later. In his hands were two things that sent panic shooting through her veins. She stuffed the paper into her pocket and took the items from him, trying not the overreact. She ran her fingers over an old cassette tape from when they had actually had a security system, before it had broken to the point of being irreparable. It had happened shortly after the portal started working, and they had always blamed invading ghosts.

The other item was a plain notebook, with a note scribbled on the front in black marker. The handwriting matched the list in her pocket – Diary. Don’t read!

She looked up at Jack. “This was it?”

He shook his head. The pain in his expression had dulled, eyebrows drawn together in confusion. “There was a pile of blasters,” he said, “and some ectoplasm containers, along with a first aid kit and the broken Ghost Gabber.”

She hefted the tape in her hand, feeling the weight. It was as though everything rested on this one little thing. “Does the old VCR still work?”

Jack nodded. “I used it the other day to watch those old research tapes again,” he said, heading over so a small television in the corner of the lab.

Maddie followed him, passing the tape back and chewing on her lip as Jack slipped it into the empty slot.

It was time to find out what was really wrong with their son.

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And then after they figure it out they decide that instead of confronting Danny about it they try to make true all of the things on the list that they can but pretend to remain clueless. They even put the list back in his sock drawer, fresh laundry carefully placed on top.

So finding the things in the wall? “Oh Danny, did you know that we caught a ghost hiding stuff inside the structure of our house? You’d better watch for that haha, you wouldn’t want them to put YOU there!”

Jack waits in the bathroom, deliberately standing in the empty shower with the curtain drawn closed when he knows that Phantom has just finished a fight. Soon enough Danny flies in and transforms, and Jack simply pushes back the curtain as his son jumps clear into the air for a moment in fright. “Hiya son, could you help me hunt these ectospiders? I saw some in here this morning.” Danny nopes out of there so fast…

They install security cameras EVERYWHERE and make sure Danny sees them doing it. He keeps sabotaging them. They keep fixing them. He doesn’t know how they haven’t seen him transform yet. (Hint: they have…)

They still haven’t figured out the ‘Technus’ thing, whatever that is, so Jack just named their new security cemeras The Fenton Technus System TM. Danny is super confused.

Maddie catches Phantom in a net at least once a week. She rigs them where she knows Danny will be, but is always SO clumsy that she 'accidentally’ lets him loose whenever she tries to move him to better containment. (Danny might just be starting to get suspicious)

Maddie photoshops pictures of Phantom doing normal things, like eating cereal or lying on their couch where Danny likes to rest. She says it’s to help them be more aware of the possibility of ghosts around them. Danny starts losing sleep because he can’t figure out what the hell is going on.

Jack finds Wes’ Fenton/Phantom conspiracy page and deliberately leaves it up on the family computer’s screen. Danny isn’t seen for almost three days after that. For some reason, Phantom suddenly becomes very camera-shy.

The ghost list in Danny’s diary mentioned that Cujo was a ghost dog, so the Fentons decide to adopt a shelter puppy (for ghost hunting purposes, of course). Maddie names it Cujo, a wicked glint in her eye as Danny’s face goes so pale that she thinks he might faint.

They can’t do much about the Guys in White, and they really don’t want to risk anything terrible happening to their son (whose 'ghost’ is seeming more and more skittish and less and less threatening every day), so Maddie and Jack dress up in white suits one day and talk at the dinner table about how they’re hopefully going to be joining the greatest ghost hunting organisation ever! (Danny has no clue that they’re talking about his team)

One morning, when Danny doesn’t look as exhausted as he usually does, Maddie tells him that she saw Phantom walk through their front door and up the stairs the previous evening. She apparently didn’t have a gun with her, and she’d been so shocked that by the time she reacted, the ghost was already gone. (Danny remembers how quiet she was when he got home the night before. He swallows his spoon as the realisation hits him. He has no idea that it didn’t actually happen.)

The next one is a bit more difficult, but Maddie and Jack doggedly follow Phantom every night for a week while he patrols the town. One night he literally turns back into their son in front of them, but they were standing off to the side, so when they blow it off like nothing happened he just assumed that they didn’t see him.

Jack calls Vlad one day, wailing about why he didn’t TELL him?!?! (He’s talking about Vlad not joining them for Christmas. Danny thinks it’s something else entirely.)

Every time Danny gets the hiccups, Jack presses a button that sets off the house’s ghost alarms. When Danny looks away at the commotion he uses a new little spray gun to blast a bit of dry ice over the surface of whatever Danny had been facing, covering it in a thin layer of frost. The wild terror in Danny’s eyes is almost funny, but Maddie thinks that maybe they’ve taken this whole joke a bit too far.

Jack keeps saying that all ghosts are edible and that Maddie should grind them up and use them to make fudge because of ectoplasm’s viscosity. She pretends to actually try it. Cue Danny trying to save them from what he perceives as sheer stupidity. (He steals the entire platter of fudge when Jack tries to have a slice and yells at his parents for almost giving themselves a lethal dose of ectoplasm poisoning. Later that night Phantom is seen sitting on top of the Ops Center eating the fudge, and looking very confused when it’s obviously not glowing in the middle.)

They say that they’ve made a helmet that can read ghosts’ thoughts. Jack jams a normal motorcycle helmet from the shed onto Danny’s head before the poor guy can escape, and asks with a frown why Danny is thinking about Phantom.

It’s been a month, and Danny’s starting to show cracks. It wasn’t what they’d intended to happen, but he’s visibly stressed all the time and jumps at every noise. They decide it’s finally enough, so one day when he gets home from school, they pretend he’s invisible for ten minutes. Jack almost blows it by acting like he can’t hear his son either, but Maddie has a fake panic episode and clutches her 'invisible’ son close to her with big 'sobs’ until Jack can stop quietly laughing into his gloves. It’s sort of like a prank video that Danny had once showed them, but he really begins to freak out, and Maddie finally can’t stop herself from laughing. Danny’s so confused and stressed, and his eyes and freckles have started to glow really brightly with emotion, and it’s that strangeness of glowing freckles that finally tips everything over the edge. They tell him between bursts of laughter what’s been going on for the past month, and Danny isn’t sure whether to laugh or cry as everything finally makes sense.

@lexiepiper Thank you for writing this! It made me laugh, too. I’m blogging this because I think that everyone and the ghosts that don’t live in their houses should be able to see it too.

#danny phantom #submission #from @lexiepiper #phanfiction

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madmachaca · 6 years

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Random Thoughts and Comments on “Who is Gizmoduck?”

Late but ...shut up, I just got time to do this!

1.Huey is the most responable mini adult I have seen...also Donald needs that money, the bank should give ti to him.

2. The mighty ducks is a reference I wasn´t expecting but I am not that surprised it happen

3. Aww, look at my son! destroying a bank with piesand stuff...

4. That joutnalist is starting to annoy me! So way to go, Huey! Defend the hero Duckburg deserves!

4. Mamá!!! She is beautiful!!

5. Pollito!! He is my pollito now! I love it (oh, and it´s actually a common nickname, at least from where I come from (?). I have met like 3 Pollitos, one of them my own cousin)

6. In case you don´t know, pollito means “little chick” as in chicken, but not in “coward or easily scared” way but in the “small and cute” one.

7. I´m gonna be honest...I would watch that telenovela. I wanna know exactly why is Diego a monster. (And Mamá Cabrera ignoring/ shushing Fenton as son s her show started is the realiest thing. You don´t interrupt a mom and her telenovelas...unless is life-death situation

8. Beaks, you scary/ creepy motherducker....

9. Gyro greatest enemy is not Mark Beaks here, it is that vending machine.

10. “You saved me, I cherish it” I love how much Huey loves Fenton.

11. Mark Beaks it´s living the fangirl/stalker dream. and his filtring could be more obvious...

12. Fenton is such a rebel, an idialist, a beautiful mind and soul...who steals armors for the greater good. But he took a rush and dumb decision!!

13. Beaks, you have gone from “kinda annoying” to “F****king bastard” on my book. TOU DO NOT TREAT MY POLLITO LIKE THAT

14. Buuut....regarless, the WaddleDuck montage was lots of fun! I learned that Fenton can be a painter and a couple consuler, for example. If the whole superhero thing doesn´t work he can become a therapist.

15. Louie diesn´t surprise me, but Dewey! He knows who Gizmoduck is! He met him and all!

16. Which makes me wonder, did he tell his bros about it? Do they know the true face under the visor

17. There were two broken/disappointed hearts on that Huey-Gizmoduck scene

18. Why do I love Fenton punching the road so much?? Why. Do.I.Like.it.so.much?? WTF??

20. Fenton should have punch him before quitting...just saying

21. Sailor Beaks may be fabulous.... wait, that´s all he is... Freaking Beaks

22. Two thinks I loved: Huey calling him GIZMODUCK and poiting out he is not him

23. Fenton is not your amigo, Mark, he is the hero we all need!

24. He survived the mandatory sacrifice scene! He is a true hero now!

25. Scrooge paid a VIP hospital room for Fenton....SCROOGE MCDUCK PAID A VIP HOSPITAL ROOM FOR FENTON!! Did Huey had something to do with that? or is the old man already starting to get attatched?

26. I would like Mamá Cabrera and Scrooge to be friends, please

27. FENTON NOW WORKS FOR SCROOGE AND THAT MAKES ME SO VERY HAPPY!!

#I over all loved the episode #ducktales #gizmoduck #fenton crackshell cabrera

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