One is a shadow roaming through his own headstone, waiting for a recognition of the decaying corpse they found mimicking the original one, it’s bones were visible, his eyes no longer there as a price for his Freedom, he feels the hatred, he hates the fake smiles, a part of him, dead and feral want to stay away and live as a real ghost
Other feeds of the smiles, oh the smiles…, great and small, every single one can make the place go round and round, you can make an autopsy of what a good smile can tell of a person, he loves it, almost as much as serving a master
The final one dug his own grave, confused and alone he held the ropes only to find them cut, he will miss them, but not as much as the power he has now, headstones remain quiet don’t they?
He will find the 3 of them with a bloodlust, one will perish, one will regret, one will suffer, he wants them all to obey
Merry Christmas once again :D :D I did signed up for a bunch of Secret Santas this year, and this one is one of those. I do apologise for lack of background, but got more busy than anticipate it. Anyway, this one for @justalitlecreacher for the @phandomholidaytruce.
As always I hope you like it :D :D And as always comments are more than welcome :D :D ———————————————————————————————————————————————————— Feliz Navidad otra vez :D :D Me inscribí en un par de Santas Secretos este año, y esto es para uno de esos. Me disculpo por la falta de fondo, pero terminé más ocupada de lo esperado. De todas formas, este es para @justalitlecreacher por el @phandomholidaytruce.
Happy 14th anniversary to one of my favorite NickToons, Danny Phantom! Guess who still needs to finish her Sam Manson cosplay?! Lol. To be honest, the main reason I haven’t cosplayed her yet is because I want the correct color contacts and I have a ton of other cosplays on the list first! So for now, these are still cos-test photos! If you are a “Phan” of the show, tell me your favorite character(s)/episode(s)!
“Hey Sam?? Hey Sam!? That’s the best you’ve got!?” The girl- evidently Sam- screeches. “You go missing for almost a year and all you have to say is ‘Hey, Sam?!’ Danny, you better-!” The yell is punctuated by another flying combat boot.
This one hits him directly in the chest with an oompf.
Surprisingly, his wound doesn’t flare up too badly.
“Hey, if it helps, I didn’t know how long I was gone for- you’re-you’re out of shoes, Sam,”
Sam reaches for her sock with a glare and stomps over to smack him with it, “I can’t believe you! I should thermos you for this!”
The rest of Phantom’s team looks on warily as their teammate gets beat by a goth-with-a-sock.
“Hey.. Danny, uh… you good, man?
“Oh he’s fine, Sam’s spent the whole time since he got back preparing for this.”
They turn to see Tucker behind them, propped up on his crutches and looking very nonchalant about his injured friend getting beat up.
“Don’t forget to scold him for getting hit by a blaster in the fight!” He shouts, just as Sam looked like she was calming down.
“You did WHAT!“ she screeches and goes back to slapping a slightly cowering Danny with her sock, now berating him for endangering himself.
“Ahhh, sweet revenge,” Tucker sighs with mischievous smirk, “We should probably head inside though, Superboy and Miss Martian have been waiting for you guys.”
Aqualad hesitates for a second, glancing between the door and his teammate, “Err, of course, lead the way.”
As Tucker lead them back into the school’s basement, Robin got a glimpse of a very irate goth dragging Danny by the ear through the hallway.
“I’m patching up that wound whether you like it or not Danny!”
They all ignored Danny’s silent plea of help as he disappeared around the corner. Shouldn’t of gotten injured then, Robin thought. If Sam hadn’t done it, he was sure one of the Team would’ve had to eventually.
Robin turned back around, surprised to see they were already at the repurposed basement office. Tucker could really move on those crutches.
M’gann and Superboy were waiting for them, and after exchanging details and what’d happened, they were finally able to start winding down.
“So why is this place so empty now? All of you guys got out okay right?” Wally asked and bit down on a snack he’d ‘found’ on the way.
“Pff, yeah,” Tucker waved him off, “But we’re still highschoolers, dude, it’s a school night. My parents are used to me doing my own thing, they trust me, and it’s not like Sam is going to talk to her parents more than she has to. The rest of the kids… they tend to head back home when it gets late, plus there’s Vlad’s curfew to worry about these days.”
“What about Red Huntress and Dani, the girl Danny that is, where are they?” Artemis asks as she slumps into an abandoned roller desk chair.
“Oh yeah, Huntress’s dad is pretty strict about her superhero/ghost hunting time. And most days she just lets Danielle crash with her,” Tucker says with a wave of his hand, “Don’t be surprised if you don’t see Red Huntress a lot the next few days though. She stayed out late for this and I just know she got caught sneaking back in.”
“For someone who both fights and works with ghosts all the time you’d think she’d be sneakier,” Sam said as she entered, a bandaged Danny behind her. Neither looked too worse for wear, as Danny’s wound had shrunk significantly. Though Sam’s combat boots still hadn’t been retied.
“We ready to leave?” Tucker asked her, already preparing to grab his crutches.
“Leave?” Aqualad said with a puzzled look on his face, “Where are we going?”
“What? You guys didn’t seriously think we were about to let a group of actual superheroes sleep on the floor of our highschool basement did you?” Tucker asked with a smirk.
“Yes! Bioship would love to look around!” M’gann said and clapped her hands with a smile.
“What’s a ‘Bioship’?” Tucker said with a blank star.
“You’ll see, I just called her to us! Come on, let’s meet her outside. Where can she land?”
“Uhhh… the football field, maybe?”
Minutes later, they were all standing in the only-slightly-ghost-damaged football field. Tucker in the back after almost losing a crutch to the muddy turf.
The air moved around them as Bioship faded into sight. M’gann was flying up to it with a smile and pats to give before it had even touched the ground.
“I’m in love,” Tucker said, staring up at the sentient piece of technology in front of him.
“Wait ‘till you get on,” Superboy chuckled, walking past and slapping Tucker on the back.
Tucker stabilized himself fast and then rushed to get up the ramp before the rest of the team.
They all went in after him with a good natured smile as M’gann worked on answering all of Tucker’s questions and explaining what Bioship was.
Sam raised an eyebrow as she entered, “Isn’t it unethical to force an entire species to work for you? Just because they can be ships, does that mean they want to?” Sam asked, getting harsher, “Are Bioships enslaved?”
M’gann looked panicked, “No, no it’s nothing like that! We have a telepathic bond, Bioship has been in my family for hundreds of years!”
“Did you steal her from their birth then?! Do Bioships have rights on Mars-?! Ah!” Sam tripped over a suspiciously new bump on the floor, accompanied by angered beeping.
“Heh heh, Saaam let’s not anger the sentient ship we depend on for missions please,” Danny said with a tense smile, “There, there Bioship, no harm done.” He patted the side hesitantly then hurried Sam forward to a chair before she could say anything else.
Once M’gann had been assured that she wasn’t forcing Bioship to do anything, they were able to liftoff with Tucker directing them.
“Where are we going exactly?” Artemis asked.
Sam smiled sharply, “My house.”
“And… are your parents okay with that?”
“Hell no. That’s why I’m doing it. Viva la Goth Revolution! No authority controls me!” Sam punched the air.
Tucker rolled his eyes and turned back around, “She’s got authority issues, but yeah, her parents won’t even notice with how big her house is.”
“I resent that remark Tucker.”
“Noted and ignored, Sam.”
Sam scoffed as the conversation up front moved on. She looks to Danny in the seat next to her and smirks.
“So Danny, what’d he tell you about how he got the crutches?” Sam asks as the voices settle into background noise.
“Uhh..Something about bravery and a rescue mission?” He says with a quirk of his head.
“Pff, rescue mission,” Sam rolls her eyes, then smirks and leans in conspiratorially, “Vlad stole his PDA so he couldn’t use it against Skulker. He got injured getting it back.”
Danny blinks.
“That makes… a lot more sense, actually.” Danny shakes his head with a smile, looking forward as he watches his friend direct the superhero team to Sam’s mansion.
“I missed this,” Danny lets his hands fall to the side, linking his pinky with Sam’s between their chairs, “Missed you..”
“I missed you, too, Danny. I’m glad you’re back.”
Danny smiles gently, “It’s good to be back Sam,” he sighs regretfully at having to break their moment, “But I have something I have to tell you.”
“We’re here!” Tucker calls, prompting M’gann to lower the Bioship and let them all out.
Sam looks back at him, “Tell me later, let’s catch up with the others,” she says, already halfway out the door.
“Err.. yeah, of course. Later.” He hops out of the Bioship and follows her to where Tucker has already let the team inside the back door.
Well,one of the back doors.
“Sam, you’re sure it’s fine for us to stay here tonight?”
Sam scoffs, “I do what I want,” She says and breezes past them. She leads them down a long hallway to a massive theater. The floor is scattered with beanbags, lounge chairs and a fully-stocked snack bar in the far corner.
Well. Used to be fully-stocked. It looked like Wally was already halfway through most of it.
“Blaaggh!!” Wally shouts with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, “What are these chips?!! They taste like feet!” He wipes off his tongue, and holds the bag away from him like it’s toxic.
Sam storms up and snatches the bag, “I’ll have you know these are all-vegan-naturally-source kale-based almond milk Himalayan potato chips!”
“Potato chips are already vegan! It’s potato and salt!” Wally shouts again, “These taste like ground up grass and paper!”
“I only let my parents stock with vegan foods, Kid Flash, so you’re just gonna have to deal with it. Save some animals while eating instead of exploiting them.”
Wally narrows his eyes like that was a challenge, “I have no problem with eating vegan if it tastes good, but when it comes to after-mission food…” He zips out of the room, then shows back up in 5 seconds with a stack of pizzas, “Animals are the way to go!”
Wally displays the pizza boxes on the counter, swiping the offending chip bag to the floor, “I’ve got meat-lovers, meat lovers deluxe, pepperoni, the bacon-crazy special, 3 cheese for simplicity, and just cuz I’m nice, “ he flips open the last box, “a veggie pizza.”
Wally makes an exaggerated bow, “Your Welcome.”
Sam scowls but takes a slice of the veggie pizza anyways. The vegan cheese is actually… kinda good.
“Where’d you even get these? No pizza place in Amity makes vegan cheese, and certainly none that would risk staying open after Vlad’s curfew,” she asks.
Wally swallows the last of his first box before answering, “Chicago.”
Tucker chokes on his slice before nodding appraisingly at the slice of meat-lovers deluxe, “I thought this looked like ribeye.”
Everyone grabs food and starts to wind down, taking a second to breathe for the first time in what seemed like forever for the team.
Tucker glances at Danny sitting exhausted on the floor by the entrance, no food in hand. He grabs a slice of cheese by the corner of his teeth and hobbles over.
Once close enough, he grabs the pizza with his hand hits Danny’s foot with a crutch, waving the pizza in front of Danny’s face, “Not feeling the teenage turtle fuel?”
Danny shrugs, taking the slice but staring down at it instead of eating.
Tucker sets down the crutches and joins him on the floor.
After a moment of silence, “I don’t even know if I need to eat anymore.”
“Well… what’s the worst that can happen? You think ghosts can get food poisoning from human food?”
Danny stares for a second before a laugh bursts out of him, “I guess not, man!”
He chomps down on the pizza happily, “I forgot how good Pizza was, oh my god! Even if I don’t have to eat, I’m definitely not giving this up again.”
As Danny ate and Tucker finished his own slice, the two fell into comfortable silence once again.
Tucker took a deep breath, “You know you’re gonna have to tell her eventually, right? She has to know,” Tucker said quietly, looking at his pizza instead of either of his friends.
“I know. It’s just… she’s gonna blame herself y’know. And she shouldn’t. But I don’t want to do that to her.”
“It’s gonna be worse if you don’t tell her and then leave her wondering why you never came back.”
Phantom whips his head up to look at Tucker, “I never said I wasn’t coming back, I swear-“
“Relax man, I can see it in your eyes,” Tucker says calmly, watching Phantom as he reluctantly lets the tension drain out of him in regret.
“I can see the way you are with them, and I know that you think that you have nothing left here ‘cuz you’re like.. this,” he gestures at the phantom form, “But you’ve always got me. And Sam. Here, or anywhere. And that’s why you have to tell her you’re not a halfa anymore, Danny. So when you leave, she knowswhy,”
Danny sighs heavily and stands up, hovering slightly, “No time like the present, right?”
Tucker gives him an ‘It is what it is’ look as Danny lifts him up from the floor. He shrugs, then turns and walks towards the rest of the group. Towards Sam.
“Yeah.. no time like the present to tell the girl you lik- I mean, your friend-, that you’re dead and also that you might probably be leaving. Forever. No big deal. Heh,” Danny looks up to see Sam walking over to him, “Big deal, big deal, big deal, big- HeySam..!” He rubs his neck nervously, voice cracking like he’s still 13.
“Hey… Danny..,” Sam narrows her eyes, “Tucker said you had something to tell me?”
“Heh. Yeah. Um Listen, so uh-“ He glances over at the team-his team-his new team, still in the room and almost flinches.
“Uh let’s go in another room. It’s a bit… sensitive.”
Sam narrows her eyes again but gestures for him to lead the way and follows him out.
Over by the team, everyone else looks on with confusion, “What was that about?”
Tucker grimaces, “He has to tell her something, something that she’s definitely not gonna want to hear.”
“Trying to make him rip the bandaid off?”
“Danny has legendary procrastination skills, I mean, he procrastinated death, so if I don’t make him do it, he’ll just never do it. Avoid it to the day he lives, I guess,” Tucker says with a shrug. Superboy snorts at the dark humor.
“What?? It’s kinda funny,” he defends as the team rolls their eyes.
Good to know gallows humor was what SB found funny, it least he’d finally found something that’d make him laugh.
The sounds of muffled yelling seeps in from the hall-
“-No Danny, I refuse to believe it!,” Sam yells as she slams open the door they’d left through, stomping into the main room, “You’re not dead, you’re just stuck. It’s from the GiW or Vlad or one of your parent’s inventions or-“
“I’m not, Sam, I swear, I’m not. I’ve tried changing, I’m telling you it’s real this time,” He says, chasing after her.
“No,it’snot. There’s no way, you can’t be.. be..” Sam falters and then pulls back, “because if you are then that means that I…I…- and I can’t,” She resumes stomping away from him.
“It’s not your fault, Sam-“
“You’re right, because you’re not dead, okay? You can’t be, because you’re just stuck, and you’re not leaving and we can fix this, we can go to Desiree or- or-“
“I’M NOT STUCK!” Danny yells.
The sheer desperation in his voice forces Sam to freeze and stop running from him, “I’m not stuck, Sam! I’m dead! Really, fully 100% dead this time!”
“But-“
“I have a lair!” He shouts, chest heaving.
The declaration makes something change in Sam’s body language. Even Tucker seems to flinch away from it.
“I have a lair! In the ghost zone! And you and I both know a ghost only gets a lair when they die! Vlad doesn’t have one. Dani doesn’t either. And I’m telling you it’s mine. There’s no getting away from this Sam, we have to face it.”
Sam’s face starts to crumple, the absoluteness of it setting in, “Danny, I-” she says, her voice breaking.
Tucker quickly tries to usher the team away from looking.
“What- what are you doing Tucker?”
“Trying to prevent mass injury,” He pushes them more forcefully, “Sam really hates, like really hates crying in front of people and she will absolutely curb-stomp you with steel-toed boots if she knows you saw. God forbid if you mention it.” He looks wistfully to the sky, “Godspeed little Wayne Industries PDA 7.0, wrecked by vengeful goths.”
“You know, you don’t have to act like this isn’t bothering you,” M’gann says softly, looking down.
Everyone goes still.
“Whaat…?? Nooo….,” Tucker refutes it, then sags in resignation, looking weary, “You didn’t like read my mind for that or anything did you?”
M’gann shakes her head vigorously, “I would never! It’s just… all of you, this whole town even, it’s- sometimes your emotions are so strong I feel like I’m wading through an ocean. Everything’s… bigger, stronger, I guess,” M’gann explains, then adds, “Besides, it doesn’t take a psychic to know a best friend like you will grieve someone like Phantom- like Danny.”
Tucker looks over his shoulder at Danny and Sam, “I feel like I shouldn’t though. I mean, it’s not as if this is all that a big a change, he was already halfway there, and it’s not like we ever-“ He sniffles, “Ugh…,” Tucker groans, pulling his beret over his head to hide his face, “I hate crying in front of people, too… this whole thing sucks.”
“That it does, my friend, but none of us will fault you for wanting to be with your friend, even if he is not truly gone.” Aqualad says gently.
Tucker peeks out at him warily, then looks to his friends again. He sighs and turns towards them, leaving the Team behind to hug his best friend.
The team stands there silently, trying not to let the awkwardness get to them as they look away.
“Anybody else feel at least just a little bit weird that we’ve only know Phantom since he’s been dead?” Robin pipes in, “No? Just me? Okay then.”
Aqualad looks down and sighs, “I think it will always feel weird when friends have a life without us in it,” he says with regret.
Lots of character commissions recently. Some Oc’s, some au’s, some fanart. It’s been fun! There’s more variety when It’s not my own head coming up with everything.
