So I Was Thinking, I Saw A Danny Phantom Prompt Or Something That Said That 'the Ghost Mistook Danny

So I was thinking, I saw a Danny Phantom prompt or something that said that 'the ghost mistook Danny for an attacking ghost when he's actually a guardian ghost' and I want to elaborate on that.

This subject has been touched on a little bit from what I've seen but I want to poke at it some more.

The reason the ghost mistook Danny for an attacking ghost and not a gaudian ghost is because no one in Amity Park has ever actually died from a ghost attack. Think about it, Danny protects the people of Amity Park from the ghost attacks so no one does possibly die, people have been injured Yes, but never killed.

However, when someone is finally killed (ruble fell on them crushing them or a misfire shot etc.) Danny absolutely losses it. He goes full cryptic eldritch horror ghost on whoever caused the death. (GIW if it's both or skulker possible if it's property damage)

When word gets to the zone about what happen the ghost are terrified, they thought Danny was an attacking ghost when he's actually a fucking guardian. Which haven't been seen in years.

Same tho 😂

You guys are literally insane

I'm not even joking!!!

Every day I go on Ao3 to check for new DP fics cuz I'm going through my DP phase again and there are like 50 new fanfics every. Fucking. God. Damn. DAY.

Wtf...

Now I wanna watch it but like I ahhhh!!!😭🥺

Baby-Doll Batman: The Animated Series

Danny and Red Hood being the menace duo is part of my life line!! I need moorrreeee!!!!!🤤😍

NaNoWriMo Day #15

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Tim stared at the young red-headed woman sitting across from him in mutual horror. He couldn't remember exactly how he'd gotten into this situation, the last thing he could remember for sure was the fact he'd been on five consecutive days without sleep, which, really, meant anything could have happened between then and now.

A glowing green sausage landed in between him and the young woman, who looked an awful lot like Babs, now that he thought about it, with a slight splat, before getting up and releasing a tiny war cry. It was about to charge Tim when a green blast from his right put the food item out of its misery. Throughout all this, Tim and the young woman never broke eye contact.

"—tom, that menace. If it knows what's good for it, it'll stay far away from Amity Park once we finish the upgrades to the Fenton Strainer! Aren't the two of you hungry? You're letting the ecto-sausages escape!" The man to Tim's left exclaimed. He was wearing some type of orange and black hazmat suit, his hair was black, though it was greying on the sides, and his ice blue eyes held a manic glint to them that Tim didn't like.

The redhead stood up suddenly and cleared her throat. "Sorry, dad, uh, Danny and I just realized we forgot to clean the ecto-filters on the portal, again. May we be excused? We'll grab something to eat later, alright? Love you, thanks! Goodnight!" She said as she rounded the table, grabbing Tim's arm in a white knuckled grip on her way past him into the basement. She shut the door rather pointedly and shuffled him down the stairs into a rather cliche modern mad scientist lab. As Tim glanced around the lab, the Babs lookalike started pacing back and forth, muttering under her breath. Finally, after almost two full minutes of this, she paused and took a deep breath before turning to look at him. "You're not Danny," she declared.

Tim stared at her for a moment. "I'm glad we're both on the same page about that. Who's Danny?"

She gazed at him thoughtfully. "He's my brother. Why do you look so much like my brother? There's way too much resemblance for you to simply be his doppelganger."

"How should I know, I don't even know where I am, let alone who your brother is or what he looks like," he retorted. He looked around the lab again. "Speaking of, where am I? And how did I even get here?"

"Oh, wow," she snorted, eyes widening and covering her mouth with a hand. "You act a lot like Danny. You're in Amity Park, Illinois, in the basement lab of Fenton Works. I'm guessing we somehow picked you up in Gotham a day or two ago, we only got back last night. You were pretty out of it the entire time, either sleeping or mumbling to yourself while staring out the window in a daze."

Tim's eyes widened in shock and a slight bit of horror. "I've been gone for two days?!" He cried. His hands came up to clutch at his hair. "Ohh, Bruce must be so worried!" Tim fought the urge to dig through his pockets for his phone, knowing that wouldn't help anything. He distinctly remembered dropping it in his coffee on day four of no sleep, embarrassingly enough. It had sadly been beyond help. "Wait," he said as something occurred to him. He was almost hesitant to ask, but he knew he needed to. "If I'm here with you guys... Then where's Danny?" The young woman's eyes widened as she breathed a soft curse under her breath.

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Later that night, a cheerfully maniacal laugh echoed through the streets of Gotham, chasing the roar of a motorcycle, sending shivers down the spines of goons and common criminals alike. They had learned the night before to dread that sound. They may be desperate, but none of them were stupid.

"Nope, nope, not happening, I am not going out tonight," Bill muttered as he shut his door and engaged the locks. He quickly sent out a PSA to the rest of the Goonion to stay off the streets, hoping they'd heed his warning. The Red Hood had found a white haired, green eyed friend, and it was a match made in hell.

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Okay, so this is shorter than I'd originally planned it to be, but there's a reason for that! This literally came to me in a dream, but it was all disjointed, and when I woke up to Tumblr mobile's dark theme not working, I couldn't work on it without practically blinding myself (I have fairly sensitive eyes), so by the time they managed to fix the issue with the color palettes on mobile, I'd forgotten some of my dream... It's not the best excuse, but it is the truth (⁠^⁠～⁠^⁠;⁠)⁠ゞ sorry... But I managed to sneak Bill and the Goonion from The Panda Red's content in! I'm proud of that (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠)

Also, I totally meant to have Tim and Jazz introduce themselves at some point, but, uhh (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) I forgot (⁠´⁠-⁠﹏⁠-⁠`⁠；⁠) oops... And now I can't figure out the best place to have them organically introduce themselves, either, so ¯⁠\⁠_⁠༼⁠ ⁠ಥ⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠ಥ⁠ ⁠༽⁠_⁠/⁠¯ we're just going to leave it!

Thank you all for your comments and support! It means so much to me <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠> you guys rock (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

Have a good morning/day/night!

Danny in all his teenage glory decides that the best way to travel the world (and dimensions) is within a modified Fenton thermos. Like Jeannie’s bottle I Dream of Jeannie.

There’s a button on the inside (Just like the Portal! :D) so he can get out. Expect he’s modified the outside as well, so it has tires like an RC car and propellers like a drone. It also has its own mini defence and offence system, so Danny sometimes gets a little too close to super hero (vigilante)/villain fights.

He likes to use the speakers on the outside to insult villains in the town’s he goes too. He also insults heroes from time to time. He yells at superman for clone mistreatment and Batman for listening to my chemical romance.

Basically Danny goes around in a thermos shaped remote control vehicle, it’s actually RC car sized, that doubles as an RV. Leaving a trail of chaos in his wake.

Two for One Special by @halfagone is a freaking hilarious one-shot.