This Just Popped Into My Head!

Just so you know --unless specifically stated otherwise-- you are free to do as you please with the prompts I put out.

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

◇Undead Empathy◇ |

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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◇Undead Empathy◇ |V

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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-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!.

I just realized that with the average human lifespan being 70+ years and still increasing I will probably live to see 2100 and that is something I do NOT want to.

This thought has defenestrated my vibes.

Other social media actually sucks.

Like I had a problem with tumblr, they sent me an email, I clicked a few times and, done, fixed. Now, a certain blue letter site on the other hand... You telling me you've seen suspicious activity on my account, the account that both I and God know hasn't seen any movement except DUST floating around for 2+ years, and now, I must show you (Read photograph) ACTUAL physical documents like my birth certificate and driver's license and shiz? That you'll keep for a whole YEAR? Just to be let back in? I THINK NOT.

For me, Ma Kent canonically will always have a pair of Kryptonite knuckle-dusters in her bedside cabinet. Because, while Clark is their son, he is also quite an idiot sometimes.

So, when Dani comes over to the farm to inform them (What a nice young lady she is) about Connor the clone, and that superman is being an Ass to him-

-They know that clones are basically the norm on Krypton, and according to Krypton laws he should have already been teaching him how to play baseball and ride a bike (They have been talking to Jor'El [He is also disappointedin his son])...

Well, let's just say that Superman wakes up in the tower's infirmary, seeing stars, sporting a nasty bruise on his forehead and a concusion headache.

Wait.... Now that I think about it... I HAVE memories of the show, but I'm pretty sure I have never watched a single episode.

What the mandela effect lookalike happened!?

Like, how did this ghost noodle worm its way into my mind?

How can I be so sure? Well, I remember bits of animation and pictures, but no audio at all. If I watched at least one episode I would have remembered the audio. Primarily because english is my second language and I almost allaways cringe when I remember the audio from my childhood.

Like the translation where so bad I can't forget them.

ANYWAYS, Danny Phantom just spontaneously appeared into my mind even tho I never watched a single episode.

~Prompt~

Lady Gotham collects curses like one would collect Pokemon/Yu-Gi-Oh cards.

Like, she literally buys them of off people. She also offers to trade rare curses for one's she has in excess. Tho, no one takes her up on those offers, which she considers very odd (she's completely clueless that people don't collect curses like post stamps, and she finds it odd that no one wants to trade with her [:(] ).

She keeps them in the form of little cards with all the accompanying stats like attack power, effectiveness, energy cost, evil etc. (They are written in units of measurement only she understands)

ANYWAYS- When Danny need a curse to actually tech Vlad a lesson this time (and maybe something for the GIW) he goes to Lady Gotham to ask her if she has anything that fits his needs. She immediately pulls out 16 different decks of curses.

Danny always jokingly said his luck was cursed, so he offers it up in jest. Lady Gotham immediately slides the 16 ridiculously large decks of curses to Danny and apologizes "I'm sorry I don't have any more, if I knew you where going to offer up such an powerful curse, I would have prepared even more."

Danny ends up picking like 3 very funny and very lesson inducing curses and leaves, somewhat shocked but happy anyway, while Lady Gotham fades away with a smile (She is happy someone finally traded with her)

Meanwhile, on a nearby building Red Hood stares at the spot where the exchange he just witnessed took place, very incredulous and somewhat spooked.

As he goes to rub his eyes, he is completely unaware that he does so trough his helmet, he is also unaware of the rumbling coming from his chest. The Fenton Luck Curse starts striking.

-Promt-

As soon as the portal opens, Danny starts subconsciously and sometimes consciously treating the ghost as kids and he basically adopts them.

A ghosts story, it's legend, works similar to how faith works on gods. It strengthens them. And as they get older their legend gets older with them, no one has realized that this works the other way too.

Because Phantom has time traveled to ancient times, the moment Danny becomes a Hafa, he is hit with the power of this old ass legend and his soul ages to match it.

And so, his ghost half goes: "Where kids/Babies?" He sees a ghost "Ah! There is the baby!"

P.s

Dan is Danny from a timline where someone killed his 'kids' , so he has come back in time to prevent it/strengthen his past self so he can protect them.