Hi! I'm Danny Fenton, or, you probably know me better as Danny Phantom. Yeah; I'm the kid who saved the world from the asteroid. Just feel free to ask me stuff and talk to me like any normal person!
[Indie ask/RP blog
M!A's: Accepted
M!A status: N/A
Post-Phantom Planet, mostly. Only Amity Park knows of his halfa existence.
Age: 16-varies
Birthday: October 2nd
Multi-ship and multi-verse]
Tracking Tag: askdannyjamesfenton
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"What is the matter Danny?" He asked after a few minuet's silence.
lordfruitloop

"Nothin’." He stopped at a red light.

"Oh Danny~" -twohalves-ofawhole
maliciousphantom

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"D-Dan? What are you doing here?” 

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He remembered their last meeting all too well… Danny had been under the effect of the Shipping Bloom plant..

Danny whined out in pleasure, deciding he liked this. A lot in fact, surprisingly. He leaned towards Dan’s lips, a pleading whimper coming out of him.

He shivered as his arousal was stroked and tended to, arching his back even further. “Are you..going to take me?" He whispered.

Dan’s only response was to phase off Danny’s pants as he began to move them back until he had Danny shoved against the wall. His hands hooked up under the others legs and with a lift, wrapped them around his hip.
A hand reached up to grab a fistful of the teens hair and AGRESSIVELY tugged to expose his neck.
Dan licked his lips and leaned down to bite at the flesh and give small sucks.

A breath washed into Danny’s throat at the sudden excitement from Dan shoving his back against the wall and lifting him abruptly to get his now bare legs wrapped around the other’s hips. He was still in his boxers and his t-shirt but now his arousal was a little more visual..

He gasped in the pain at his locks being yanked back and then the sudden nip at his throat. He held tightly onto Dan’s shoulders for support, shivering when he could feel the slick, forked tongue working over his flesh before the sucking began there. “Ah..h—” He swallowed, his legs tightening slowly around the other’s waist.

"It's fine. Why?"
lordfruitloop

"Just..curious." He blinked and then frowned before just focusing on the road ahead.

Use three words to describe Sam.
Anonymous

"Beautiful, opinionated, sexy..”

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"It is, but either way you have your hands full." He pointed out.
lordfruitloop

"M." He mused back, almost boredly. "How’s my driving, huh?"

"/Sam./" Danny whispered behind the goth's neck in ghost form and floated behind her in her bedroom. His arms wrapped around her waist and he hung his head over her shoulder, moaning lightly.
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sam-manson:

Sam gasped as the ghost boy’s chilly breath hit the back of her neck, sitting still as she felt her boyfriend hold her tight. She then sighed and settled into his front, smiling. 

"I love you, Sam.." Danny murmured after a few seconds, finally caught up to his breathing. "You’re my everything, Baby.” He planted one at her lips before resting his cheek on her own. 

Sam blushed more and titled her head into Danny’s sweet kiss, nudging his nose with her own as he rested on her cheek. Her body finally was calmed down from their love making, though her mind raced with passion as the two relaxed on in each. 

"I love you, Danny…” the girl whispered softly, moving a hand up to his hair, gently caressing his messy and sweaty locks. 

After a moment he licked his lips as he took in a last deep breath. “You feelin’ good…Fenton?" He rasped with a light chuckle pouring out. "…You’re the only human being who can make me feel like this..who can take away all the pain..who can make me feel..wanted…loved..” He gently ran his fingers back through her own dark hair, where she wasn’t resting part of her head back against the wall and tub. “I love you so much.." He whispered before kissing her cheek and laying his on it once again.

"Hey, Sam! How are things?" The raven-haired boy walked towards the girl who was just stepping out of her house as Danny walked along the sidewalk.
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spectralgoth:

Sam stopped and smiled at her friend before climbing down her front steps to reach him. “Hey, Danny. I’m actually kinda’ beat. I stayed up last night trying to finish that paper for Mr. Lancer,” she droned, now walking alongside him.

Danny waited til Sam seemed to be finished and finally replied, his own anger boiling.

[text]: Fuck, Sam! What is your BEEF with her?

[text]: Forget this. I’m going home.

He headed out of the theater and into the hall.

Using foul language, and directing it towards her no less, made the goth sprout right up, swing around, and punch the wall point blank. Dust and debris formed a small cloud that lazily descended past her fist. Guests froze to stare at the anomaly, and when an upset employee called out to her, it was Sam’s cue to leave the building.

Danny left from the other side, shoving the door open before it swung outward and slammed against the wall outside. He felt his energy sting within his palms and fought down the urge to blast something; didn’t want to be caught doing that in human form, after all…

"Happy 4th of July, Best Friend!!" *cue nervous sweating with a wide-ass grin*
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spectralgoth:

Busy helping with laying out the plates and utensils, Sam heard an awkward greeting from behind. When she saw it was Danny approaching, she smirked playfully, returning again to getting the event ready. “‘Best friend,’ huh? Are we stuck in another one of the Ghostwriter’s antics?”

"If I ever become a celebrity, you’re my manager." He chuckled. "I mean, without you, I wouldn’t be the ghost boy, now would I?”

"You really think I let Tucker pull all the strings as your manager after he let the name ‘Inviso-Bill’ run rampant?" she smirked. Finished with her task, she joined Danny’s side. "And if I ever get big for ridding the world of corporal pollution, I’ll be sure to list you in my honorable mentions."

"Aww, thank you, Sammy." He finished off setting down the plates and moved to hug the goth.

"Honestly Danny, I don't really expect that out of you. you already have a full time job... more than that actually. You are a student and you keep the town safe. If it's funds you need I am more than happy to provide for you."
lordfruitloop

"It’s still summer. Not in 11th grade until August." He licked his lips and backed the car up before he hit the brakes and put it into drive. He looked ahead and started to move the Porsche forward.

spectralgoth:

askdannyjamesfenton:

spectralgoth:

"—I could lie, could lie, could lie..

Everything that drowns me makes me want to fly”

Her? Sing among company? Not a chance. —Well, up until now. Somewhere along the line her apprehension of being heard vanished thanks to the boy’s contagious enthusiasm. She blamed Danny for her sounding like a dying animal in public. Still, she was happy, and when the chorus rung out Sam gave a confident smile back at her friend.

Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I’ve been, I’ve been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We’ll be counting stars
Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I’ve been, I’ve been praying hard,
Said, no more counting dollars
We’ll be, we’ll be, counting stars

Ohh-oh-oo-oh-oo,
Take that money, watch it burn,
Sink in the river
the lessons are learnt
Take that money, watch it burn,
Sink in the river
the lessons are learnt—”

Danny watched Sam now, enjoying the way the melody flowed out from her lips.

"Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned

Everything that kills me makes feel alive

It was almost unsettling to hear Danny sing. His voice was normally blanketed with the everyday emotions of happiness, sarcasm, and everything in between, but sitting here in the darkness of night, his voice sounding smooth but raw, it was like some layer of him was being inadvertently stripped away. Then again, Sam was a deep thinker.

Lately, I’ve been, I’ve been losing sleep,
Dreaming about the things that we could be,
But baby, I’ve been, I’ve been praying hard—
Said, no more counting dollars,
We’ll be counting stars…

The hum in the air from Sam’s own vocals brightened the atmosphere around the boy as he thought she sounded like milk and honey with the way her feminine voice flowed out from her lips. So far, this was going well…