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DannyMay 2023, Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
Tittle: The Cleaner: First File
Summary: One day green glowing monsters started appearing and attacking cities all over the globe, and with them, arrived 'The Cleaner'. The Justice League has not uncovered any real information about them to this day. Meanwhile, Danny in a full hazmat suit: 'People can't even let me take a friggin nap!!'
One day, green glowing monsters and people started to appear all along the globe. No one knew where they came from, only that they enjoyed wreaking havoc wherever they showed up.
With the entities came 'The Cleaner' as they were titled. They always appeared no more than 10 minutes after a villain - from the ‘Green Dimension’, as they named it - showed up, and contained them in ten seconds flat, immensely helping in keeping the damage to the minimum.
The only saving grace was that these aliens never got anyone killed. Everyone in the Justice League found this observation extremely bizarre. But even with no casualties, the repair costs were enormous.
No matter how much the JL looked, there were never sightings of the figure other than during the fights, when they seemed to appear out of thin air. Internet searches came up blank as well, only filled with excited rants and candid photos taken by civilians. With these, they concluded that “The Cleaner” was either a) a brand new hero previously unknown, or b) from the same dimension the glowing entities came from. The whole League was miffed, with the Bats even more so, collectively losing their shit over having no contingency plans against the unknown figure.
Fully covered in a red and black hazmat suit nobody had a clue about their identity, even their gender was shrouded in mystery. Somehow their outfit, even without being overly baggy managed to hide any distinguishing bodily characteristics that otherwise would have been visible.
Until…. one day, one of the speedsters overheard the ‘Cleaner’s’ rant.
It went as any of their usual fights with the green monsters did. Not even a few minutes after the beast started to destroy the buildings, their mysterious hero materialized into existence in front of it. Instead of immediately throwing a punch like they expected, ‘The Cleaner’ instead stared at them with the most deadpan expression they could convey with a helmet on. For some reason, the speedster got a huge 'I’m-so-done-with-this-shit' vibe. Or that was just his overactive imagination. It was hard to tell with the headgear on. He must have gotten it right though, because then they tiredly put a palm to their face with one hand, and, without looking, flicked open the lid of a tube and sucked the entity into it with the other.
Surprisingly, The Cleaner didn’t immediately disappear once the monster was gone, so he took a few steps closer as they hung the green, metal tube ( which he could now tell was actually a soup thermos? What? ) back on his belt and pulled out an honest-to-god cellphone.
He didn't even have to strain his ears to listen in on the ensuing phone call since they were talking pretty loudly. And boy, did they sure sound pissed.
“I swear to the Ancients, Tuck,” the ‘Cleaner’ complained, motioning with their hands aggressively to emphasize their point “If I have to come to fetch another one of these god damned brats I'm gonna treat them the same way they act and build them a time out corner in either the warden’s prison or the palace. I'm pretty sure both Walker and Frightknight would love to teach them a lesson about tact!"
There was a pause as he listened to whoever they were talking to on the other end of the line. “No, I don't care that they’re centuries older than me. If they act like spoiled children they get treated as such!”
They let out an annoyed harrumph “I was taking a nap, Tuck. A NAP!!! You know I don't take naps! Not to mention I’m retired! What the hell am I? Their nanny? I don’t even get paid to clean up the messes they make! Can't they just keep their ecto ass sitting still in the realm for at least a few centuries to let me take my well deserved break!? But nooooo, these asshats have to make even more paperwork for me to do!"
“When I told them not to break into Amity anymore I did not mean for them to go to another dimension and terrorize a whole-ass-planet!!!” The ‘Cleaner’ threw up their spare hand in exasperation.
Their grumbling still could be heard as, with a wave of their hands, a portal opened, made out of a green swirling mass. Ignoring everyone else’s presence they stepped into the portal as it was the most common thing in the world.
The speedster could only watch and gape at the now empty air. They certainly did not know they could do that.
Now that he remembers though, they did sound like a male didn't they? He couldn’t estimate their age from the voice as it was very muffled coming through the headgear, but it was definitely not feminine.
And that's how the Justice League got their first ever info about the mysterious ‘Cleaner’.
Finally, the first real data was entered into the vigilante’s (?) file:
Name: UNKNOWN
Alias: “The Cleaner”
Age: UNKNOWN
Gender: Male
Origin: UNKNOWN
Race: UNKNOWN
Appearance: UNKNOWN
Power(s): Flight (or hovering, unconfirmed which), Super strength(?), Teleportation(?), Portal creation (confirmed)
Weakness(es): UNKNOWN
Costume: A full black and red hazmat suit. The headgear has a black, unreflective screen that has green orbs (eyes?) shining behind it. Matte black gloves, combat boots and belt. There are compartments added to the belt. Content: UNKNOWN
Weapon(s): a metal thermos(?) with green accents
Personality: UNKNOWN
Affiliates: Tuck (?) (no file available)
Takedown plan(s): Impossible to make without further data
Note: The entity always deals with the threats quickly and effectively. Their moves speak of prior experience.
Ao3
The one that helped betaing this work once again is the lovely Amateum!
My hands were itching to draw something so in a 'why the fuck not' mode i drew Danny's file.
Except as sequel of this with arts and all fellas cuz am already preparing it!
The sketch:
#dannymay2023#dannymay#dannymay day 15#batpham#batpham fanfic#case file#danny phantom#danny fenton#phandom event#danny is retired#but still have to play nanny for the ghosts#cuz the 'do not attack amity' is taken as 'go and attack a whole ass planet in another dimension'#danny phantom fanart#full hazmat au#danny fenton fanart#the cleaner#The cleaner au#The cleaner first file#dc x dp fanfiction#dc x dp crossover#dc x dp#dc x dp fic
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Dannymay Day 15 : Full Hazmat AU
Okay, SO... you know how parents reference a kids idol to get them to behave. I imagine like little kids in Amity looking up to Phantom and exhausted science teachers going "wait a minute-" AND BOOM cheesy lab safety PSA
Danny might see it morbidly funny honesty 💀 and then if the science teachers find out how he died in a "lab accident" they'd be horrified and try to take it down only for him to want a poster for himself
#sry for rambling I just really loves the idea and yeah XP#digital art#dont like the hella thin lineart here but oh well :/ I was struggling to draw a hazmat suit#danny phantom#dannymay2023#dannymay day 15
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Full Hazmat AU: I've never bothered with it before because it's just??? So Much to draw
#danny phantom#full hazmat au#hazmat au#dannymay#dannymay 2023#dannymay day 15#my reluctantance to draw a hazmat really made me procrastinate this for 3 weeks....#anyways if you look up full hazmat theres like??? 3 variations??? and i did not bother to figure out which version was right/most hazmat-y#danny phantom art#dp jbee
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DannyMay2023 Day 15: Hazmat
When I was drawing this, a friend said “He’s literally just fighting Blinky from Pac-Man.”
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Dannymay15
Ghost Biology
Sam keeps notes about Danny.
This is not a weird thing to do when your friend is half-dead in her opinion!
…That doesn’t mean, she’s going to tell him about them though.
Not because it’s creepy in any capacity! But because her observations aren’t exactly on his powers. Just, other things. Little details that she doesn’t want to point out lest they freak Danny out.
For example, she’s pretty sure Danny doesn’t actually need to breathe. He just hasn’t noticed.
And that would be a concerning thing for her to know when he doesn’t, but it isn’t because he just… forgets to breathe a lot of the time. She doesn’t think he gets anything out of doing it.
However, Sam’s noticed he breathes at an almost-human rate when it gets warm. Maybe, it helps regulate temperature.
There’s also how sometimes, Danny is smarter. Or well, maybe not smarter, but… he processes things faster, he’s remembers more. He also gets fidgety, observant, and more prone to sensual affection.
And the state is something he visibly shakes off. He’s said before that his core was something akin to a ghost brain. She wonders if there’s any dissonance between how he thinks with his core and his brain…
Is it even actually thinking if he’s using his core. It’s a strange though. She wonders what it would feel like to hop from one form of thinking to another, much more foreign one.
There’s another thing she doesn’t think Danny has looked at long enough to notice. His hands are sharp.
Plenty of ghosts have claws, but Danny hands, his gloves, they sharped at the end like the fingers themself have pricked at the tips.
She first noticed it when he’d once used them to pry open the metal of Skulker’s suit with a casual easy, but he clearly hadn’t thought much on it, hadn’t dwelled on the action.
There’s also the fascinating thing that is his suit.
Danny can take it off just fine, but when he’s in a situation where it gets cut, he bleeds. Like it’s his skin that’s been cut.
She wonders often if him having skin under it is something he does actively. He feels the through the suit as well. She pinched his sleeve once to make sure he wasn’t just feeling through it.
She thinks it’s become something like a hide, but it’s definitely more sensitive than that…
Another thing she’s noticed is Danny growls. It’s a low, rumbling, angry sound from his chest that picks up whenever he’s stressed or annoyed. It’s extremely hard to miss if you aren’t paying attention.
When he’s fighting or in danger, they’re much louder and tend to change pitch with his speech. Its really cool actually.
Something similar to this that Danny has noticed is the purring. She’s pretty sure he only realized, because she and Tucker couldn’t just not tease him over it.
He only ever purrs around them. At first she thought it was something he could only do when he felt safe or relaxed, but he also uses it as a comforting venture towards them without realizing.
He also insist that the sound is just his core vibrating and decidedly not purring. He is wrong.
#musings#there were more but I got bored#like fangs and stuff#danny phantom#dp#danny fenton#sam manson#fanfiction#phicc#fanfic#dp au#dp headcanons#Dannymay day 15#dannymay2022
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I forgot to draw so I made this real quick at 2 am last night.
Dannymay Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
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Day 15 Full Hazmat AU☣️
Here's my attempt on giving Danny a full hazmat suit. The pic beside the hazmat is his regular look. I wanted to make sure the Hamzat also had sci-fi vibes, especially with the top part. For the mouth I looked at pics of sci-fi Hazmat suits and helmets like with the mouth lines.
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dannymay#dannymay 2023#dannymay2023#phanart#phandom#phandom art#full hazmat au#hazmat au#character design#my art#day 15 full hazmat au#dp fanart#dannyphantom
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Sponges
Danny flew as close to Clockwork as he could without physically touching him. Did he want to close the rest of the gap between them? Yes. Was the rational part of his brain keeping him from doing so? Thankfully, also yes.
Clockwork seemed to think it was funny when Danny caved to his impulses and wound up doing something like trying to sleepily hide under Clockwork’s cloak and said it was ‘normal for young people in Danny’s position.’ That didn’t mean Danny wasn’t embarrassed when that happened. He was working on it, okay?
Incidents like that getting more common, not less, meant nothing.
Clockwork stopped, and Danny flinched back from hitting him, only for Clockwork to put a hand on his shoulder.
“Tell me what you feel,” said Clockwork. “Your first impressions.”
“Um,” said Danny, closing his eyes. “Warmer… no, colder… Calmer? Cleaner?” He breathed in deeply and let his aura flare. “It feels cleaner.”
“Very good,” said Clockwork. “Open your eyes.” He pointed. “What do you see?”
They had been flying into a progressively darker area of the Ghost Zone, but Danny followed Clockwork’s pointing finger to a small archipelago of almost painfully bright islands.
Danny squinted. Despite often having a sizable glow himself, his eyes as a ghost were more adapted for the dark. “Glowing rock formations?” he suggested after a minute. “No, they’re moving. Plants? Or, I mean, I guess they could still be rocks, just moving ones.”
“Your second guess is closer,” said Clockwork, “although neither are true. These are Nocturne’s gardens.”
“Nocturne, as in the guy who tried to put all of Amity Park to sleep so he could eat their dream energy or something?”
Clockwork’s lips twitched up even as he shifted to his youngest form. “The same.”
“Why?”
“Because it is important that you understand what they are and why Nocturne acted as he did.”
Danny bit his lip. “Is this going to end with a fight?”
“We have his permission to be here,” said Clockwork. “On the condition that you do not damage his gardens or attempt to fight him, today we may come and go freely and unmolested.”
“Hospitality,” said Danny, recalling an earlier lesson.
“Quite. Do I have your word you will follow these rules, Daniel?”
Danny blinked. It must be serious, then. He nodded. “I promise.”
There was a moment of discomfort as Danny felt himself bound by his oath. All ghosts had weaknesses, and beyond more obvious mechanical things, Danny couldn’t break promises. At all. Even the thought of it made his core pulse and throb with pain.
The less said of the time he, Sam, and Tucker had tried to test out his ability to break promises, the better. The memory alone could give him a headache.
Clockwork patted his shoulder with a smile. “Very good,” said Clockwork. “Let us go.” He started flying. “Have you ever heard of Nocturne’s gardens before?”
“No,” said Danny. “But it sounds like there are some good flower bed puns in there.”
“Perhaps,” said Clockwork. “These are only one of his gardens.”
Danny cast his gaze over the islands. “Sounds like a lot.”
“They used to be even greater before Pariah Dark’s reign. During his age of conquest, he destroyed many of them. A great tragedy.”
“Why was it a tragedy?” Because they were pretty?
“Because of their role in the Zone. You mentioned feeling as if the area was calmer and cleaner.”
“Oh, is it because of the gardens?”
“Yes. They act as a filter system,” said Clockwork. “They pull in emotionally charged ectoplasm, and convert those emotions to neutral energy. When they were at their height, there were fewer conflicts in the Zone. Ghosts were not so influenced by the emotions of their neighbors.”
“That’s cool,” said Danny. “So, what, do they run on dreams or something? Is that why Nocturne invaded?”
“Not quite,” said Clockwork, “although you aren’t far off.” He directed them to land on the nearest island.
The garden’s ‘plants’ reminded Danny a little bit of coral, or perhaps sponge. Large, branching porous shapes with little nubs. They waved back and forth, but were firmly rooted to the stone beneath them.
It was interesting, standing there, amongst the glow. But it also felt… Wrong. Uneasy.
Something about the light…
His hand skimmed over one of the ‘plants’ and its aura flickered. He pulled his hand back as if it had been burned. Plant auras didn’t behave like that. That was the aura of a ghost. Danny floated back. He… He could feel a core in there.
“Clockwork, what are these? What…” He swallowed. “Are they people?”
“Sleepers,” said Clockwork.
“People who died in their sleep?” asked Danny, incredulous and horrified.
“Goodness, no. Their name refers to the fact that they deny reality to live in dreams. They could not bear their deaths or the nature of our little afterlife and instead hid themselves in the arms of sleep. Nocturne, rather. He makes sure their dreams are pleasant. On a rare occasion, ghosts will even approach him to ask that he make them part of his gardens.”
“He was going to do this to Amity Park. He was…” He was going to do this to Danny. He covered his mouth with his hands.
“Yes,” said Clockwork, his tone still neutral.
“Why?”
“To try to restore some of what was lost,” said Clockwork. “Those who died while trapped in his dreams would, naturally, find it difficult to accept their deaths.”
“Is there- Is there anything we can do for them?” Anything that wasn’t fighting Nocturne, because he had promised not to.
He felt sick.
“Attempts have been made in the past,” said Clockwork, with a hum. “But waking the sleepers has never turned out well. It is cruel to wake them from dreams of paradise only to subject them to this.” He ran his hand over one of the branches nearest him. “To a body that can neither move nor communicate.”
“Isn’t it cruel to make them like this, too?” asked Danny.
“With few exceptions, they make themselves like this, Daniel. It is better to let them be.” He dropped his hand to his side. “That being said, it is not a fate to be invited. I want you to understand what is at stake when you fight Nocturne.”
Danny looked out over the ‘garden’ and the many glowing, gleaming sleepers and swallowed. “I do.”
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oh look
I did a thing
and without title:
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dannymay2023#dannymay#day 15#hazmat#full hazmat au#space#he's just chilling there#my art#my writing
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Dannymay 2022- Day 15 Ghost Biology
"Mom! Dad! Jazz is here!" Danny shouted from the top of the basement stairs down to his parents' lab.
They had been really invested in their latest 'subject' for the past 3 days. Danny didn't know what 'subject' meant, but his parents had been spending more time in the basement since. When he told Jazz over video call she told him not to worry, but it was kinda hard not to as the only kid in the house.
He would go over to Sam or Tuckers' place to get his mind off of it but Sam's parents had been more adamant on her surrounding herself with a more 'appropriate' crowd and Tucker was working on a new coding project and he felt like more of a nuisance than anything else since he couldn't exactly grasp everything Tucker would tell him about it
Which lead to him asking Jazz to come over for her 3 day weekend and him trying to get his parents out of the lab for once.
"Danny boy! Come down here, you'll want to see this!" His father shouted back.
"I'm good, you can tell me and Jazz over lunch. Jazz brought over Chinese!" Danny really didn't want another ecto-weapon targeting him again.
"Okay, let us just tie up a few things here and we'll be up there in a couple of minutes." His mother offered.
"Alright!" Danny called back before returning to his sister in the kitchen.
"So they'll come out?" Jazz asked hopeful.
"Yeah, they just gotta finish a few things. I think Dad will talk about it finally."
"How do you feel about that?"
"I-I don't know." Danny stammered out. Jazz waited patiently for him to continue. That was one thing he could always count on his older sister for. She would always be an open nonjudgmental ear for him to voice his thoughts and feelings to, and if he ever needed support or advice she'd always try her best. "I mean I want to know, you know the fear of what it is and my imagination just goes crazy which leads to more of, uhhhh, what did you call it?"
"Anxiety. And it's normal to question and worry about it."
"Yeah, but. But what if it's better I never knew, like something I feel like I would have been better off never knowing?"
"That can definitely be difficult. What do you think about knowing?"
"Well if I know then at least I won't be questioning all the time and if it's a new weapon maybe I can work on figuring out a way around it. You know, like prepare and look out for it rather than just in the moment get hit with something I have no control over and don't know if it's gonna make me loose or gain a head."
"And if they don't tell you? What do you think about that?"
"I mean just what if it's worse than what I can come up with. But then I'll just keep questioning it until they shoot me with it or I'm torn apart molecule by molecule tied down on the lab table. Trust me I've been on Vlad's plenty of times and it's not a pleasant experience. Uggg, I'm gonna have to ask them huh?"
"If that's what you think is best."
"Oh Jazzy pants! It's great to see you!" Jack yelled out arm open wide for a hug that Jazz returned.
"Hi dad, hey Mom. Nice to everyone again. Long time no see!"
"Oh Jazz you must tell us about how school has been!"
They all ate together and caught up with Jazz. It was going great and Danny started to relax until a ear piercing scream reached their ears.
Maddie and Jack shot up and ran into the lab as Danny followed.
"Oh I guess the tranquilizer must have worn off. We must have gotten too caught up with the kids." Maddie said while quickly filling up a needle with some kind of liquid.
Danny looked past his panicking parents and saw the box ghost struggling against ghost restraints on a lab table crying out in fear. His chest was cut open in the all too familiar Y shape and skin hooked so that anyone could look into him. The box ghost made eye contact with Danny right as his mother stuck a full needle into him so that his head banged down on the table.
"What are you guys doing?" Danny finally shook out. Is this what his parent's new 'subject' was?
"Oh! This is our new subject!" At least that answered one question. "We finally caught a large enough ghost to dissect to learn more about their biology!"His father beamed with a large smile as if he didn't have a kidnapped and cut open being on the table beside him tied down and drugged incapable of fighting back.
"Yes, come here Danny!" His mother chirped as she dragged her son to the table to show him the inners of his friend? Enemy? Acquaintance?
Danny didn't know what he and the box ghost were to each other, but no matter what they were it didn't justify this.
"Now look, he has lungs which would make you think that he needs to breathe, but if you look at these tests we conducted you'll see they are no where close to as complex as human lungs. You see they may not need to breathe but they still need some replica of lungs to take in air in order to speak. And if you look at this," Maddie continued on pointing out different organs that were different than or replicated humans.
Danny didn't know what to say. His parents were treating the box ghosts as if he was just some fake frog model like what Sam demanded Casper to use rather than a 'living' creature ghost. He didn't know how to describe it other than wrong.
Later that night he snuck into the lab, patched the box ghost up and took him to the lunch ghost so she could hopefully watch over him until he woke up. He knew in one timeline they got together so hopefully they're on good terms.
A part of him was grateful to learn of his parents 'subject' so he could help the box ghost, but he really wished he didn't know so much about the insides of his ghostly enemies.
If he got a solid A- in biology after his mother had run through the differences in functions and aspects of human organs and the box ghost's, he wouldn't complain. He wouldn't complain about the restless nights where everytime he closed his eyes he feared the next time they opened he would be crying out for help on his parent's lab table as they taught him in a sweet sultry voice what each organ was and how it worked.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Danny Fenton, Tucker Foley, Sam Manson, Danny Fenton's Parents
Additional Tags: Cannibalism, Corpses, Corpse Desecration, Ghost Biology (Danny Phantom), Vampirism (of a sorts), Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, DannyMay 2022 (Danny Phantom), No Romance, ghost hunger, Blackouts, Memory Loss, Blood Drinking, Shame, Secrets, Horror
Summary:
Since becoming a half-ghost, Danny has been afflicted with a strange hunger that no amount of Nasty Burgers can satisfy, a strange thirst that no amount of water will quench. And large gaps in his memory...
#danny phantom#dannymay2022#danny fenton#ghost hunger#fanfiction#my fic#please heed the tags#I don't think the way I wrote it is as dark as it might sound but#it's still content that some ppl might want to avoid reading#written for DannyMay Day 15: Ghost Biology
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DannyMay Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
We’re halfway through the event and I can feel myself going insane
#I CAN EXPLAING#no i really cannot#i havent dabbled much in this au before bfgihdfu#dannymay2023#danny phantom#danny fenton#tucker foley#sam manson#full hazmat au#kad draws#kad animates#this is the closest thing to animation in my kad animates tag hdfuigvhdsu
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Dannymay Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
Au in which I forgot to swap the colours
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Dannymay Day 15. Full Hazmat AU
Kinda struggled with this one. I modelled the suit and then my mind went blank in which scene to put him in and in what pose. I barely put this together and then lost all motivation to do more.
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Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
"Danny, you look ridiculous."
"I feel ridiculous."
Got lazy with this one.
DANNYMAY MASTERLIST
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DannyMay Day 15: Hazmat AU
Have some low effort sketches of different variations of Danny with a Hazmat. I wanted the hazmat to be a bit baggier on Danny to capture how small he was when he went in the portal.
I also drew LBM for fun, but he kinda looks like Darth Vader in this one 😆
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