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-Prompt-

Danny has HAD IT with the Observers!

They just don't know when to give up! Insult after insult and defamation attempt without stop! Assassination attempts at basically every hour of both day and night! SERIOUSLY! Danny can swear upon the stars that he knows the whole hitman population of the entire Ghost Zone up to their mothers.

On top of the fact that he hadn't slept for a whole week because of the assassins (Thankfully they stopped coming after he defeated literally ALL of the hitmen in the INFINITE-REALMS, which, might he remind you, are infinite.) He now discovered that the floating snots (read: Observers) are holding Clockwork hostage by his core.

When he tells you the Ring Of Rage cracked, he isn't joking. He is angrier then the literall embodiment of the concept of rage.

So, he steps trough the portal and snaps his fingers, and the entire Ghost Zone is punged into a very dark night.

The fact that the GZ isn't supposed to have a day/night cycle isn't noticed by anyone under Ancient power level. Said Ancients basically react like this:

[Insert ancient of choice]: *Steps out onto their balcony holding a mug of their prefered beverage* "Hmm" *narrows eyes* 'sluurrrpp' "Nope! I dont see anything strange" steps back inside *whispers* "I'm not nearly old enough for this"

So, the Ghost zone is plunged into night with no one seeing anything wrong with it. And when it does finally turn to day and people finally do realize that there wasn't supposed to be a night, its already too late.

The lair of the Observers is reduced to a field of debris and dust. The only trace of their existence is the occasional scream emanating form Phantom Keep-

[Ahh! Papercut!

My Eye! Existance is pain!

I'll get you bac-- *Sound of a heavy pile of paperwork being dumped onto someone]

And if someone sees Clockwork taking a stroll trough the palace gardens?--No they didn't. I don't know what you're talking about! I didn't see anything, I swear!.

This just popped into my head!

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Danny is in Gotham, and he had a long day at work and just wants some of his ecto gum. He reaches into his pocket but can't seem to find it.

So, he reaches again, this time that long reaches with the other arm (you know the one you do when something's stuck inside your pocket).

He absolutely doesn't notice when his hand fazes trough him, nor does he noticed that the "gum" he snatched was in fact not gum at all, but the soul of a clown that was sneaking behind a Wayne looking kid. So, he chews and a moment later he spits it out and throws it behind him, feeling remorseful and sorry for himself for eating rotten gum.

The "gum" lands back into the body of the quite shocked Joker. He jumped into the abyss and it spat him out in disgust. Later he will start feeling the same feelings Danny had felt, remorseful and apologetic.

Doctor Harleen Quinzel, because there is no way she is gonna remain Harely Quinn after what she just saw; Stares in horror and shock (and quite frankly an absurd amount of glee and amusement) at the kid who just plucked the Joker soul (because tha ball of shining dark light could only be a soul) chewed it out and quickly spat it back out (quite a lot cleaner, might she add) and threw it away like one of her hyenas after Ivy forced fed them vegetables as punishment for misbehaving.

By god she has a story the people at the bar are not going to belive for a week or so. You didn't need a doctorate to see that what just happened shook the Joker quite a bit. And she didn't even get to use her BATbat, awww....

Meanwhile Danny is completely oblivious to what he just did.

This Post inspired this. (I may have developed reblogophobia)

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The stars shined brightly through the window as he leaned against it. His soft green glow masked by the space themed night lights.

'It's been such a long time since my thoughts have been so clear' he mused, 'I guess millennia alone do take a toll on the mind.'

'Last time my thoughts weren't muddled by anger and power lust, was... was when she..' an exhausted, self depricating sigh escaped his lips. 'I'm such a fool. She was just trying to calm me down, and I let that trice dammed ring take hold! I banished my dear wife from the relams and I can't believe it took me three thousand years to remember!!'

A soft snore brought him out of his mind. Casting his gaze on the occupant of the bed he smirked ever so slightly. 'To think this child was capable of defeating me. It's honestly both impressive and very worrying.' He relaxed his body a bit 'And now he is to be crowned High King...'

"Hmm..." He tilted his to the side 'Black hair, blue eyes... My dear Gotham would have loved him. I just hope she can forgive me one day.'

Pushing against the window he got to his feet. 'That settles it, I'll take him as my heir... Huh, I guess not only her knights got Gotham's adoption problem...' He shakes his head 'Nevermind that, I'll make sure he can live, grow and learn without trouble or worry untill he is ready for the throne.'

Raising his hand he does a gesture that is physically impossible for the anatomy of the human appendage, and with a puff of green smoke a floating eyeball appears spontaneously. Quickly grabbing what stands for its throath to make sure it doesn't make a sound, he stands to his full height and looks it straight in the pupil. Once its quivering in fear, and he is certainly it understands its situation, he slowly passes it a note.

The Observer looks at the note then slowly, fearfully, back at The Curent High King, Pariah Dark, who is staring back at him sporting Danny Phantom's patented (as in, he literally filled a pattent) little shit™️ smirk. After reluctantly receiving the note, he is then forcefully banished back to the zone. The "Don't do something you will regret." Phariah mouthed at him sending him into a fit of shivers.

As the green smoke dissipated, he turned towards the bird rack in the corner 'Well, I better go to "sleep" as well, there is lot of work to do tomorrow.' As his body morphed and black fathers replaced green skin he thought "I should get young Danny to rescind my beloved's exile.'

Talons tightly gripping the wooden stand, he turned his beak twords the stars beyond the window 'Truly a bitter feeling this is. Then again, I suppose it is expected of medicine to be bitter, because this is medicine... I am healing after all.'

And with an imperceptible nod of his featherd head, the curtains closed tightly.

@hecate-hollow

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Danny gets his hatred of clowns from his mother, who has taken a kill on sight vow on the Joker for murdering her father (Walker). Walker has the same vow as Maddie, because the Joker has taken him away from his daughter.

Que Phantom, tierd of both of their shit.

He picks up both Maddie and Walker by the nape of their necks like feral overgrown kittens, flies both of the to Gotham, drops the right in front of Arkham, shoves ecto riffles in their hands and goes-

Phantom:"There! Now, go work your issues out," and points towards the gates "Happy Hunting! I want his knees on my mantle when you get back!" He then proceedes to do a loopty-loop as he flies away.

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The meeting room stood and gaped in quiet shook. Jonn Constantine had just barged in and knocked the flash out cold. They simply couldn't process it.

"Constantine, explain yourself" Said a voice that sound like gravel fucked a blender, yep Bats.

"Yes, we would like to know what is going on Jonn" Dina most likely.

Jonn lifted his head from the table and turned around in Flash's stolen seat.

"You wanna know what's going on? Well this complete and utter fu"-

"Jonn" growled the bat.

"My point is this bastard" pointing at the flash, who was being checked on by a green lantern, "Is gonna cost me my life"

"Explain" "Well B, this idiot has been messing around with the time stream so much, hes managed to piss of someone above the gods of freaking death" , another stunned silence as he let them process that, and then he continued "That Something, got tired pretty fucking quickly of fixing his mistakes, and because they apparently own my full soul" Again, but this time only somewhat stunned, because he is known to give out his soul like candy. "Decided that I should be the one to babysit feet for brains over here or else I'll have to spend the rest of my life fixing his fuckups". Almost shouted Jonn as he leaned back in his seat.

As B was busy musing over the given information, Zatanna turned twords him and asked "What is the name or title of this entity?"

"Its-" Just as he was about to say The Ghost King, he noticed something wrong. "His Majesty The Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes" Shouted Constantine with the tone of a royal announcer.

Again, complete and utter silence... "I need a bloody drink" groned the detective as he slumped over the table.

"What was that?" Queried Wonder Woman.

"Either a compulsion or a taboo probably" provided Zatanna.

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"So, you're saying that if I don't stop going back in time, he basically dies?" Asked Flash from the medbay bed, ice pack to his nose while pointing at Jonn

"That is correct" Answered Martian Manhunter.

"Well, now I get why you where so pissed, but maybe next time don't go for the face, it's one of my best attributes". Joked the speedster.

"There won't be a next time. STOP using Flqshpoint or I'll look you in a room outside of time." All but ordered Constantine.

"Maybe we can discuss this over with Lord what's his face?" Asked flash. "No/We can't/Its not possible" Said Zatanna, Jonn and Captain Marvel at the same time.

"Gee, I get it, I get it" and turned his gaze twords the corner "And you don't have to say it Bats, I know you well enough by now, I'll stop time traveling".

As the conversation turned to silence, Jonn turned to leave but was stopped with a "And where are you going Jonn?" by double w.

"Home, the house is in ruins, I have to re-ward everything again."

"They broke into the House of Mysterys?!" Shout questioned Zatanna.

Constantine just sighed.

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@lehana37 @illusionwolfwriter24r8 @stealingyourbones

We all have seen bat bait Danny. I'm a bit tired of it personally, so I propose:

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While conducting an investigation on the town of Amity Park, batman discovered two unusual characters.

Danny Fenton

Danny Phantom

After some intense observation... he discovers... that they both are the biggest little shits™️ in the world.

He the procedes to delete both of them from his [Possible Allies] folder on principle alone.

He does not need any more of that type of chaos in his life.

◇By the Abyss, I can't hold this one back so...◇

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They're dead... They died, that's all that is going trough Dannys mind. Watching the flames engulf his friends, his family, his Fright... That is all that's going trough the young man's mind, in a state half way between denial and acceptance. Before it is all shattered with all the grace of a dying scream as his mind is flooded with pure HATE the likes of which the mortal mind was never ment to experience, fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your perspective, Danny Fenton... Danny Phantom is not mortal anymore, or even entirely human.

All across the galaxy, weapons, tools the likes of which the human world has barely witnessed turn in unison. Tens, maybe hundreds of red rings of rage detect a possible new host, only to shatter the very next instan . Even from light-years away, artifacts made to channel the very emotion of anger... could not contain even a fraction of his hate.

Only to dissappear away a mere split second later, replace with the tranquility of a sunny day and a soft breeze across his grave. 'Yes they died' though the half ghost to himself as he got lost in the beauty of the fire that was slowly turning a pale light green, the ambient ectoplasm seepin in from all around. Yes, they are dead, but not gone, merely looking on from better seats, from a better place. Supplied his ghost half, and he accepted its reasoning, letting a faint "I'm sorry" escape his lips and a lone tear slide down his cheek. With slumped shoulders but a calm stride he turned around, and simply walked away. Completely unaware that his greatest enemy ceased to be. That very instant Dan, past away, died, moved on... not with a shout or with a cry, not even a whimper, but with a resigned sigh having simply been let go by the only thing... by the only person anchoring him to existance.

Later, when all the chaos has returned to its normal level, they will find the remains of the restaurant only five chared bodies scattered inside. They will try to find the young hafa, go to his house, only to find a crater where it's foundation had once rested. The house having quite literally, left with the wind. And when all the mourning is done, no trace nor shadow of Danny will be found in the not so quiet town of Amity Park.

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"How. Dare. You." Those three words resounded across the gathering of ghost with the force of a freight train and yet, the gentleness of a butterfly. The tone of said words quieted the crowd, but what truly brought everything to a grave like stillness was the emotion behind them. It was indescribable, it was oh, so... so much more then pure hate and, at the same time so much less then indifference.

"How dare you." They wrang out again. Followed by a "You finally piece it together and this is how you repay him?!"

"You plot and scheme against him as if he is not the sole reason why you even exist!" A tierd huff escaped the figure, now recognized as the master of time. "You wine and complain about the inaccuracies and errors in your history as if this is not how you have alaways been!" "Might I remind you that this all came from the mind of a DYING CHILD!" He gesture all around, to the infinite green void. "The fact that we have ANY correlation to the mortal world is a miracle and a testament."

"At the very moment of his death, Danny's mind recognized that, according to the laws of his world, his univers, he had no way to survive;" An intense glared was directed at the waste of ectoplasm gathered below him. "And, sensing his desire to Live, to not abandon the only three people who have shown him compassion, it does the only thing it can." A sigh escapes his lips "It creates a door, it makes a universe, a multiverse, infinite realities. It makes it out of all his hope, compassion, love and determination, sadness and despair... It gives birth to DEATH itself, just to beg it to keep him alive."

The crowd stills completely, as if suddenly turned to stone. "It is a testament to his willpower, knowledge and... his compassion." Another sigh rings out, filled with something between sorrow and and the burden given by knowledge. "Prior to his death, there... there were no afterlives, there was nothing awaiting but Oblivion, true death. And then he created all afterlifes, he created all of you."

A long pause soon followed, as if to allow Clockwork to catch his breath, but it was more to allow all the ghost beneath him to process the information.

And then he continued "In the very first moment of its birth, Death knew what it had to do... It took its very purpose and the very laws that should have binded it to said purpose and discarded them with no hesitation." Another pause. "Without a care for itself, and alongside Magic, who was born at the same time as the Realms, it set out to helps its father like any good child would do for a loving parent"

Not even allowing a word to escape the crowd, CW continues. "Would any of you even dare to THINK about striking your mothers or your fathers!?" Before they can even flinch Clockwork hammers the point in "Answers me this: Is there anyone among you who can say, with any amount of certainty, that Danny would even hesitate to... give up what little remains of his life, his existance! To save yours?"

Having made his point he turned his back to them. "Like any parent would do?" Not paying attention to the trembling and sobbing ghost, Clockwork, the master of time made to leave, but not before saying one last thing.

"From the highest peaks of Haven to the deepest VILEST pits of Hell, there exist no language in which I can express my disappointment and disgust in you. Have a good afterlife, and don't forget WHO you have to thank for it you vain children"

[This] post inspired this. @five-rivers Thanks.

-Small Prompt-

So the Fenton decide to silently stalk Phantom for once. When he turns into Danny, they freze and stare incredulously.

Maddie:So that's why he's been acting weird ever since the portal turned on.

Jack:Say what are the chances that the portal did this to him?

Maddie:I'd say pretty high.

Jack: It's either the portal or the hotdogs.

Maddie: Hmm... It's probably the portal but we should get rid of the hotdogs just in case.

Jack:While we do that we should find a way to tell Danny how proud we are of him without freaking him out.

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As he stood there gazing into the starry abyss for the fifth consecutive hour, completely enthralled by the view from beyond earths atmosphere, he had to give credit to his parents, the house was a marvel of engineering. Full environmental capabilitie, water, air, earth, space heck, it could withstand the ghost zone indefinitely (tho that could be attribute to it being the center of his Haunt.) Shields that could theoretically withstand anything if they had the energy, which they most certainly do thanks to an extremely complex ectoplasm reactor. And last but not least are its mind boggling stealth capabilitie, that frankly give him a headache due to the fact that they basically place the house on a different plane of existance.

A small smile crept up on his face, they must have gone nuts when building it. They where alloways the best scientists he had ever heard of. Will he ever be half as good as them? His musing is quickly interrupted by the growl of his stomach. And so, like atlas carrying the weight of the sky, he trudged his way to the kitchen, away from the awe inspiring sight that was outer space. He doesn't know how he hadn't died again the first time he looked out the window, seriously he forgot to eat and drink for two days straight. 'Thank the Ancients hafa's are more resilient then the average person.' thought Danny with gratitude as he opened the fridge, that gratitude quickly turned to horror as he realized it was empty.

"Great! Just Great! Now I have to go back to earth to buy groceries. I didn't even notice I finished everything inside. Seriously, when did I eat the sentient hotdogs and ham?" Complained the young specter. With a sigh and a softly uttered "I'm going ghost", Danny Fenton became Phantom, the now retired, basically unknown superhero. As he was about to faze trough the floor, he noticed a green note on the kitchen table. With another sigh (he's been doing that a lot these days) he went and picked it up.

[Your Highness -> paperwork awaits]

"Ughhh!" A groawn escaped his throat "Damm you Clockwork! One of this days I'm so gonna punch you." Said Phantom in a irritated tone. Just as he was about to head downstairs and enter the Ghost Zone, he noticed a freshly spawned paper bag on the table. He just picked it up and headed twords the stairs.

As the somewhat unwillingly crowned Ghost King, Ruller of The Infinite Realms and all existing and non-existing Afterlifes (he seriously didn't know how the non-existing part worked and frankly didn't care enough to find out) enjoyed his lunch he muttered a quick "Thanks Clocks" followed by a "Seems like I'm not gonna hit you today", as he stepped trough the surreal swirl that was the GZ portal

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