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emacrow · 9 months ago
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Danny is klarion's parallel soulmate due to his chaotic energy like being so strong and perfect to his powerful ghost core went crazy and took over (and accidentally kidnapping him)
Clockwork didn't even tell danny anything beside a cryptic as fuck small message about a place called gotham, until one day visiting there, he just had a accidental encounter with a pointy hair boy and their orange cat walking passed him.. Only for danny to just instinctly follow him for 5 blocks through gotham with his core practically going mad that his eyes are glowing green with his main consciousness throw out the window.
Little backstory is that the light group are basically chaos beings waiting for their parallel balance beings to be born. Klarion just got lucky meeting his first and will gloat forever about his betrothed.
It like something clicked in Danny's core that this guy he just walk by is going to cause some type of chaos that make his body practically shivers all over in a weird yet very good way that He doesn't even noticed anything else until he got back to his haunt that he just carried klarion in a bridal style.
This never happen before, but it feel so good he doesn't know and he is Freaking out but doesn't want to let go of this guy to the point of koala bear style clinginess with a gripped that will put superman to shame that his core is just feeling so good and peaceful for once as if this person is what he been missing all of his entire life and he not letting go ever.
Meanwhile Klarion just have the most red face ever mustered on his face because he is obviously very virgin in the dating area(he secretly a closet romantic as heart though he locked it up real tight to be a cool villain but that right now is being unleash so quickly by Danny's presence being near him) and he just met his soulmate, and he is hot mess on the inside because on how strong his mate is and he is just a putty in his arms with the most blessed looking face ever.
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Like klarion have heard of being of balance being the opposite of their chaotic soulmates but they're so very rare in the dimensions that they thought to be just fairy tale at this point, so the Chaotic beings tries anything to get out of their state of loneliness to have some fun.. but he wasn't expecting this to Happen to Him And HE FELT SO GOD DAMN BLESSED IN HIS INNER HEART RIGHT NOW.
Danny on the otherhand is freaking out internally cause he just realized he basically kidnapped someone and their orange cat and he doesn't know why it feels so comfortable to just hug them and smother them in affection and yet the feeling in his ghost core never felt so complete and he pretty sure his protection instinct is acting like a savage drooling feral gremlin that just tastes salvation. Is this what happiness taste like in his core? His whole body is vibrating so hard and his freckles are burning green with how red his face is.
Teekl is just having the smuggest face ever to see her dearly beloved companion finding a good mate and hopefully in the near future there will be kits of happiness born soon.~♡
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wonderlandsakura · 10 months ago
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DP × ST Crossover Idea:
A crew (preferably one with a Jim Kirk) transports a delegation of humanoids new to the Federation. They have some interesting cultural beliefs relating to travelling in Space.
They pay homage to the Phantoms:
The Original, first of his name, God of Space, Balance, and the absence of No Win scenarios.
The Daughter, God of Travel and Freedom.
The Son, God of Fate and Change.
The Sister, God of Mental Fortitude and the ability to Do what Has to be Done.
The Wife, God of the Green and Sustainability.
The Husband, God of Electronics and Mirages.
And, optionally:
The Carrier, God of Family and Redemption
The Mentor, God of Time and Timelines
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deadsetobsessions · 1 year ago
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Summonings
Ever since Danny Phantom became the Ghost King, he’s had to deal with an endless amount of crap. An eternity of it, actually, and it was constantly causing him unending amount of existential crises and stress.
First, there was the paperwork. Pariah Dark, the incompetent asshole, had left him decades worth of bureaucracy to painfully sift through. He ended up hiring some ghosts with paperwork obsessions to sort some of that out. Who knew ruling the infinite realms would require this much paperwork? He’s lucky each section of the underworld had their own systems to report to their own rulers who, in turn, report to him.
Secondly, there were the Observers. And other ghosts, like his own rogues, but they were the main issues. Eyeball menaces. They protested his appointment, something he actually agreed with. Putting a fifteen year old on the throne is rarely a smart decision. But the Infinite Realm values strength, the only type of currency that matters in the land of the gods and the dead. Danny? Phantom? He’s got strength in spades. With only a few months of being a ghost, Danny had managed to defeat Pariah Dark, who had cowered gods and struck fear into the hearts of ghost heroes.
But Danny hasn’t quite realized the significance of that yet, too focused on the realization that he was about to be in charge of the infinite realms. The Observants, since his reluctant and extremely limited coronation, has been up his ass about doing things the “proper way.”
Danny’s main problem lies with the ridiculous amount of paperwork though. It’s fine. Tedious. But fine.
But if he gets one more fifteen page essay style complaint form about some guy named Constantine, Danny might seriously reconsider donning Dan’s ruthlessness and offing the guy himself. Perhaps grab the man by his shoulders and shake him like a rag doll and ask who the fuck told him it was a good idea to sell his soul out like that? Danny eventually just sent out Skulker to hunt down the contracts and trade minor services for them. He owns most of the soul now, and perhaps he’ll hunt this guy down and force him to do paperwork.
Regardless, paperwork was just often tedious. He’s worked out a system for himself. The halfa, true to his teenage form, had better things to be doing. His homework, for one. Hanging out with his friends and logging in hours for Doomed 2 would be another. But no, he’s here, twirling a pen as he glared down at a stack of forms for a zone expansion. What the fuck does Zeus want to expand his zone for? The current share space of the sky domain is literally a perfect balance with respect towards the other gods. For the love of- Danny slams down a red ‘REJECTED’ stamp on top of the stack. His hair flickers wildly in annoyance, the iced over Crown floating above his head emitting concerning levels of frost. To anyone else but himself, of course.
He then feels a soft tug on his core.
Right. The third most annoying thing about becoming King: the fucking summoning. Danny taps his pen against his lips, clicking it against his fangs, as he considers the summoning circle that calls him. Huh. Desperation. Mildly bloody. Fear. Resignation- ah, fuck it, it’s not like he’s too enthusiastic about staying to do work with the Observers poking around. He takes the summoning, allowing his regalia to overtake his normal hazmat-clad form, and approves the summoning.
Oh hey, Danny thinks he recognizes that ugly ass trenchcoat.
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John Constantine has had more than enough practice summoning things that would give people nightmares. But there are things he normally refuses to touch, refuses to even entertain the idea of trying. As usual, desperation made John its bitch and the Justice League’s battered and bruised faces tugged on his shriveled heart.
He’s going to summon something from the Infinite Realms. Oh, but he wasn’t just summoning any old ghost. No, he thought, I’m just going to summon the one being that’s guaranteed to be able to crush our universe without breaking a sweat. Bollocks.
“Is it ready?”
“Untwist your pants, spooky,” John snaps, wishing he had a crate of whiskey he could down. “We’re trying to summon the Ghost King, not your average demon.”
“What do we know about him?” Batman’s gravelly voice demanded.
“Powerful enough to take us all out without even breaking a sweat. Defeated the bloody tyrant who ruled over the Realms last I heard.”
“That’s it?”
“You could ask Deadman, but I heard he’s on the outs with the Infinite Realms on the fact that he’s made of pure magic, not ectoplasm.”
“There’s no guarantee the king will work with us.” Zatanna says, pressing her fingertips together tiredly. She had been at the forefront of the battle and had paid the price for it. “But he’s supposedly more benevolent than his predecessor… and we’re out of options.”
“Hm.”
“Just make sure to shut up and let me do the talking.”
“Hn.”
John rolls his eyes and takes a fortifying breath, something that does not go unnoticed by the League. They all tense up, preparing themselves for a battle. Another one, seeing as they all got their ass kicked by a ghost only ten hours ago. The League is spread thin, running interference to distract the ghost in question and evacuating civilians.
John Constantine started chanting, the glow of his magic lighting up the circle as he spills his blood into the circle.
He waits, heart in his throat, for the summoning to work.
“Is it supposed to take-” Red Robin asks, only to cut himself off as the circle flares once more. Power pulsates outwards from the circle. Frost crackles on the frost resistant floors, spreading outwards as a green portal rips open the fabric of time and space. Long, spindly imitations of a hand grabs the edges of space and pulls, heaving the rest of his celestial body out of the tear in reality. John does not look away. He can not look away, not from the eerie green pallor of the King, not from his torrential white wisps of hair, not from the black-hole like material of his outfit, not from the nebulas and beginnings and endings tailored onto the King’s cape. John could not look away from the ice crown that floated like a bastion of power above the king’s head.
His mouth is dry. What price will he have to pay to save the world? What price will this being demand of him, of the Justice League, to save the world?
John desperately needs that drink.
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Oh! He’s in his home dimension! His core purrs at coming home, at the close proximity to his first haunt.
He was expecting cultists, or even the Winchesters again, but this is nice.
The Justice League- summoning him. Sam and Tucker are going to flip when they hear about this.
They’ve been staring at him in silence for a bit now. It was getting awkward.
“Why have you summoned me?” He asks, softening his tone. By their winces, he didn’t get it as well as he thought. Danny grimaces. At the first sign of discomfort though, the man in the trenchcoat- is that fucking Constantine?!- launches into a nerve filled tirade.
“Your, uh, Majesty.” He starts. “One of… One of your subjects is wreaking havoc on the world. We would be extremely grateful if… if you could reign him in?”
Danny’s face sours, only to quickly clear his expression as he realized how much even a small hint of displeasure causes the jumpiness in Constantine and the others.
“To do that, I will have to make a contract with you, seeing as you’ve summoned me.” Danny drawls, letting his overly long digits wave at the summoning circle in question. He could break it, of course, but Danny’s bored and trying to draw this out. He’s not saying he’d take a batch of cookies as payment but that’s exactly what he’s saying.
“The price… you could always have my soul?”
Danny pauses. “Your… soul?”
Oh, he did not say what he just said.
“Yes. My soul.”
Oh, he did.
Fuck it. Danny’s flashbacks of suffering through the reports pushes green into his irises and urgency to his action.
He breaks out of the circle, hands lunging and gripping Constantine’s jaw tightly. Danny ignores the shouts of alarm as he allows the thrown weapons to pass through him.
John Constantine is panicking now, struggling in the air as Danny lifts him an inch off the floor in agitation.
Good.
“Your soul, little wizard? The one you’ve split eight ways till the thirtieth of February? The one that caused,” he tightens his grip, no doubt bruising the man. “An insane amount of paperwork that I’ve had to suffer through. Your soul, John Constantine?”
Danny hisses his name. The man makes a warbling noise that Danny takes as acknowledgement. Danny bats away the weak spell Zatanna sends at him with a hand.
“You’ll find that I am in the possession of most of your soul contracts. To simply put,” he grins, teeth made of dying stars on display. “I own your soul. My soul, now.”
He drops the wizard who collapses onto his knees to stare up at him in horror, eyes flicking between the circle that was meant to contain him and Danny, who is very much not contained. He crouches down- something necessary but disjointed as he’s not used to this taller form- and speaks to Constantine in a slow, dead serious, drawl.
“If you ever sell your soul again, you and I are going to have issues. Is that clear, John Constantine?”
“Uh- yeah, yes, yes, your majesty.”
Patting his cheek condescendingly, Danny gets up and sighs, stress relieved. He’s starting to feel bad, though, so he allows his form to ripple back to his normal teenage Phantom self.
“Well, it’s not like anyone will buy it, since they know they’ll have to go against me.” He chirps, flipping 180 from his terror inducing eldritch voice. “So, what’ll you pay me to get rid of whatever ghost you’ve got?”
“…. Nothing?”
Red Robin holds out a bag, eyebags betraying his exhaustion. “I’ve got fifty dollars and a bag of cookies.”
Phantom beams at him. “Throw in a couple of autographs and you’ve got a deal.”
“That’s- yeah, okay.” Red Robin says, inching forward cautiously to hand him the bag.
“Great. I’ll be back for them later. You can call me Phantom. ‘Your Majesty’ gets annoying after a while.”
“Thank- thank you for your mercy, Your- Phantom.” Wonder Woman says.
“Sure. Make sure this idiot doesn’t make any more deals with demons while I’m out, yeah?”
With that, Danny Phantom grabs the bag of cookies and fifty dollars and flies through the wall to do his job.
John slams his head onto the space station floor.
“Fuck.”
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Danny: lol I’ll do it for the shits and giggles
Constantine and the League: he’s terrifying, a bastion of pure power and authority
Red Robin, Young “we commit war crimes bc it gets shit done” Justice leader and fellow gremlin: he’d probably do it for cookies. I would.
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musicfeedsmysoul12 · 7 months ago
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Our second DCXDP au has Danny hiding in Gotham with the cores of Dani, Dan and two other clones who survived. They need DNA to be able to reform but it's in a ‘it doesn't have to be now’ kind of way. Not just Danny’s DNA but another to to balance out their genes.
They'll become babies and be raised up. Dani was melting but forced Danny to promise he wouldn't find someone right away he'd take his time to fall in love first. Dan did the same and the twin clones did to.
Danny decides it's a good idea but keeps the cores safe. He ran to Gotham in the DC universe because the GIW were to close to killing him. His parents, Jazz, Sam, Grandma Ida and the Foleys all followed. Grandma Ida is running some gang down in crime alley having a blast with Sam, constantly trying to hook Sam up with Jason who Ida is in a turf war with. Tucker is happily running a tech company that will soon outstrip it's competitors., his parents helping Jazz is terrifying in Arkham as she tears our corruption.
Maddie abd Jack found out about the Leauge of Assassins and went: study time. Danny, knowing its corrupted ecto and also not wanting to deal with assassins lets then have fun. So Ra’s is dealing with liminal mad scientists who keep stealing the Pits and also have uncovered two Damian clones they kidnapped. Their kids now.
But we’re focusing on Danny who is in college and living a peaceful life which is what he wants most of all. The cores of his kids are always on him just in case and he's casually dating. It's great. He can just be Danny the guy who is super into space and plans on being a mechanic for the watch tower.
Then one day Two-Face attacks the cafe he's at (because of a sale it was having where it was two for one on some sort of new treat). Danny has to run for his life. He gets hit and the bag he has the cores in is harmed. One falls out and he freaks, diving for it. He grabs it just as Black Bat swoops in to save him. She flies him up to a roof.
They land and then she moves to grab one of the cores that fell out. Danny gets antsy but it requires skin contact so it should be okay, she's wearing gloves after all. It'll be fine!
On her part, Cass is wondering why her hand feels tingly but there isn't anything malicious in the mans face so she thinks it might just be the orb she caught being weird. She swings off, noting that she has a hole in her glove.
Danny goes home and doesn't think about it until he realizes that the core the hero touched is growing. And it's getting sick without the touch of its other parent.
Cass on the other hand feels strange. Like she's pulled somewhere. She instantly thinks of the guy and alerts the others to him. They hunt him down to find him on a rooftop. He's surprised to see them, holding an Orb that’s glowing.
“I thought it would take longer…” the man says. He shakes his head. “Umm… rip the band-aids off- I'm nottotslly human.”
The Batfam kinda pauses cause he's giving this info up for free. Cass is eyeing him closely. It's just her, Batman and Robin in front of the man. Everyone else is listening in or in the shadows.
“I ran away from my home dimension cause they were hunting me down to kill me because they believed I was non-sentient. You know sad trench- I mean, John Constantine? I think he put in the word we’re friendly,” the man babbles. The orb shines. “Okay, okay. I need to… Black Bat did your glove have a hole in it when you touched this?”
Cass hums but nods. Barbara has Constantine on the line (and no one wants to know the blckmail she has to make him answer) and he's confirming it's a friendly.
“Okay, okay… this is a Core and it's the heart, soul, brain, everything of an ecto-entity like me. And it… it’s my child. But it needed a second set of DNA. It's fine dormant, it doesn't hurt the baby. But it…” the man swallows. “Skin touch.”
Cass knows in a second what he's leading up to. She touched the orb. It needed DNA.
That's her baby in his hands.
Que the chaos.
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evilminji · 1 year ago
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I wonder if Care Taking Reflexes are effected by Core and Obsession.
Like? Obviously? Frostbite keeps HIS patients Warm and gives them medical aid. Because he a Doctor(obsession) and an Ice Core? And when you have an ice core, anyone you meet who need Help is either Like Me-> Freeze Um, or NOT Like Me-> Warm Um Up(because of the snow, Obviously. Why would there not be snow, here, in the Sahara desert? There is ALWAYS snow! WE ARE COLD SO THERE IS SNO-).
Like? Some people will shove you in a stack of books in a dark nook, others bundle you up and force feed you, some try to help you sweat the sickness away. You gotta be careful. Because the reflex is there.
It's probably why Ghost Doctors can absolutely BODY your average ghost. They have to keep prying patients out of their well meaning, but actively in the way, friends/family/neighbors etc.
You can't fight somebody who's SICK! Let them HELP you! THEN we can get back to good, wholesome, old fashioned, family friendly Violence. Like the Zone intended. Now, they got some leeches to balance your humors... *tackled by a yeti*
Why do I bring this up?
Bet Jason's REAL sick. >:Dc
Bet Danny is flying along. Checking his map. Lost AF over what appears to be God's personal punching ground. Trying to find a COMPLETELY different city, to visit Tucker, when? Is... is that a Sick Child(tm)?! Why is he ON THE ROOF!?
WHY ARE PEOPLE SHOOTING AT HIM ON THE ROOF?!!?
Danny just absolutely REINVENTS the term "Death From Above". Jason is impressed. Or, at least, he would be. If a floating twink half his size didn't then IMMEDIATELY proceed to do a brooding chicken impression at him.
Sorry, let him rephrase that for the Bat's at home. Not AT him. ON him. He has a floating twink straight jacket that doubles as a hat. He can't move his arms. Kid has super strength.
Help. Now. Or his vengeance will be both petty and terrible.
So begins the saga of Broody Danny and his quest to sit on the baby. Surround him by space stuff. Should he ACTUALLY be taking him to a doctor? Yes. But give Danny a break! He's basicly a Ghost 5 year old. He's terrible at resisting his impulses!
@hdgnj @hypewinter @ailithnight @mutable-manifestation
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brainman1987 · 8 months ago
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So I could get @chaos-bringer-13 ‘s post about Danny being just some guy compared to his family and tbh. I like jazz’s design the best hehehehe
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I feel like I went too colorful for Tucker and Sam, which sucks because they’re also super cool!! Anyways, Danny Sam and Tucker are the balances of life&death, new&old technology, and man made&natural. Jazz is an apprentice of Nocturn, Dante is a apprentice of Clockwork, and Dani/ellie is apprentice of the Space ancient (but she currently has a Travel core) At first I thought that Danny was just. Some sort of protection or hero core, but honestly him being life and death is a really fun idea!! Of course you do not have to use or think of these designs when creating your designs or thinking of the concept in general :) This is just my take of the idea and I’d really like to see or read everyone’s interpretations
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melyndadwest-blog · 1 year ago
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Guardian Deity Spirit Danny
"In the spiritual realm, there are specific steps a being can take to ascend to the status of a god, with certain restrictions defining what a god truly is. Typically, a deity emerges as a result of being worshipped by a group of people, their worship infusing them with divine energy and granting them godhood.
They can be born from an unconscious belief or concept, such as the worship of the moon or nature. Over time, this belief gains sentience and power through the devotion of their followers.
They possess spiritual powers and establish a cult, amassing considerable influence and strength.
They are born from another god.
They achieve godhood by defeating and absorbing the essence of a pre-existing god, embodying their concept.
This means that even if a being is incredibly powerful, like Clockwork, they must be worshipped by someone to attain godhood. So...
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In the Infinite Realms, time operates differently than in the outside world. I believe that since the Realms exist beyond space and existence, serving as the cosmic glue holding the multiverse together, they remain separate from the flow of time.
So, my idea is this: Danny is already immensely powerful, as he embodies the balance between life and death. Because of his connection to Clockwork, this being occasionally sends him on time-traveling missions, perhaps for preparations related to kingship. As a result, he appears in various places throughout history, safeguarding people and cultures. Over the centuries and millennia, people begin to worship him, seeking blessings and offering sacrifices.
Usually, this would lead the Justice League to believe that he's simply a very old being. However, what if he truly is ancient?
As I mentioned earlier, a god's powers are derived from belief, and this belief gradually transforms the deity. Here's my take:
Batman might insist, "I know you're Danny Fenton," until a summons or a crisis causes Danny's godly side to surface. This aspect of him is truly ancient, as time doesn't flow conventionally in the Infinite Realms. Consequently, Danny could be three years old in terms of his death, yet also an ancient entity. Nonetheless, he remains physically too young to fully comprehend his true power and existence, resulting in considerable confusion.
Ultimately, there are two interpretations:
The Justice League ends up believing that Danny is either a) a vessel for a god, b) a sort of priest, or c) the physical incarnation of a bored god curious about experiencing humanity.
Ghosts do not treat him like a typical ghost child because, due to the nonlinear nature of time in the Zone, his core possesses the essence of an ancient being. The ghosts perceive him as the rebirth of balance, incarnated as a human to restore equilibrium.
Feel free to use this concept for any story or interpretation you find compelling."
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stealingyourbones · 3 months ago
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(yourlocalcorviddad on a sideblog again)
NEVERMIND I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A PROMPT!!
It can be dcxdp, or just dp, or even dpx something else just.
"Ancients cannot be kings of the Realms. And should they become king before it is known or they become an ancient core, they must find a successor."
Danny was king, was for however long, but then gets told, and finds out himself, that he's the ancient of (insert thing here, space? Faith? Protection? Hope? Balance? Your pick) and can no longer stay king and now has to find a new one
Ooo interesting. It could be fun to mess with how the successor is picked. Is it ALSO trial by combat? Is it a ceremony? Can you just super easily relinquish kingly status to someone with proper vibes?
Messing around with ghost zone worldbuilding would be so fun with this :)
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puppetmaster13u · 1 year ago
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Prompt 128
Everything was gone. But it had been gone for a long time. Cities crumbling to dust under the march of time and under the battering of the weakening sun. Everyone had long since passed into the realm of the dead, and he had long since retreated from the land of the living as he aged, growing larger amidst Time’s coils. 
He’d long since stopped being known as Danny to most, his true Name cradled in his core as it grew in power and importance with his own primordial ascendence. Others called him by just as many names as Clockwork, if not more as his planets grew life, his galaxies cultivating their own beings into existence. 
To some he was a creator, the bringer of life itself. To others he was destruction, the end of all. So many names, so many even coming close to his Name, each cradled gently by his core. 
He was Space, he was stardust, he was a blackhole, the far off galaxies, newborn stars forming in his hands and dying with a blink. Galaxies dancing in his hair, what was, what will be, splintering into planes amidst his strands of hair. 
He was Balance, chaos and order dancing together on a tightrope twisting through existence. He was Phantom, a name whispered amidst the Realms as a guardian, a protector, and yet a hunter, a destroyer at once. 
He was a Brother, a Father, an Uncle, a Son. He was many things, and that was fine with him, but even if hypothetically he should be impartial, he would freely admit he had favorites. Danielle, his little Moon, his first Daughter and her children of Krypton. Dan, his raging Sun, his Son and his little Laughing Magicians. Clockwork, his Father of Time, and his Speedsters who raced through timelines like giggling toddlers, not really understanding but loved all the same. 
His dear Sister’s children, her Ma'aleca'andrans and Atlanteans she tenderly cradled and protected as long as she could before sleep overtook her. His dear Tucker’s Champions, the children of Magic lost and alone. His dear Sam’s children of Lazarus, dancing with blades and between life and death. 
Their dear children that came from all of their blood. The Lords of Chaos, of Order, entire Cities brought to life by their magic, entire planets whose heartbeats pulsed with their own. 
Everything of what they had once been was gone. And it had been gone for a long time. But they were all still here. For Death was just as much a beginning, as it was the end. 
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nelkcats · 2 years ago
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Cyrus & Boreas
Spirits of the elements
The earth has been in a very delicate balance for a couple of years now, despite constant reminders of extinction, only magic users know what is really going on with temperatures, sometimes too hot or too cold.
It had been years since Amity Park ceased to exist, years since the land where the old town was located was inhabited, now it was just a wasteland, the city practically moved into the Infinite Realms, it turns out that its inhabitants were so exposed to ectoplasm that when they died almost everyone became a ghost.
For years Vlad and Danny had come to an agreement, just watching the earth, seeing new heroes come and go, but they were both getting bored of it, missing their old rivalry, the thrill of chasing each other, they also missed visiting their dimension. It was, after all, half of their home.
Seeing the problem of global warming and how damaged the earth was, Clockwork presented them a solution. It turns out that when you were properly connected to your core you could take an animal form, and expand your element where you stepped, or around you. Frostbite and the yetis taught Danny more about it, Pandora and the greeks ended up teaching Vlad.
It was the beginning of their competition, apparently Acropolis of Athens and Far Frozen had an old rivalry too, so they were more than happy to teach them how to deal in a friendly way (still a dangerous fighting but apparently that was the most friendly possible without killing each other)
This power wasn't something ghosts would practice very often, because it would expend too much energy and ectoplasm, it wasn't like Dora's amulet or Amorpho special talent at all, ¿the good part? The halfas were characterized by having energy to spare.
With that resolved, Clockwork tasked them with taking care of the earth's temperatures, so a few times a year (mostly on winter and summer solstice days), Vlad and Danny would choose a specific animal and run across the earth, the places where Vlad stepped warmed up in an instant, the places Danny walked were filled with snowflakes and cold.
The animal forms they liked to take the most were extinct or mythological creatures, sometimes they changed to be opposite species, at other times they were the same.
The magic users named it "The Cyrus & Boreas Phenomenon", when Danny heard about it he was excited by his name being so similar to the Northern Lights, while Vlad sulked for having a Persian name while being trained by Greeks.
This continued without being a problem, until Danny found the Wachtower station in space, immediately he changed his path and ran towards it; Vlad, knowing this could become a problem, followed him from afar.
The Justice League and Justice League Dark were having a meeting when the temperature dropped, Constantine cursed as the rest of the league tensed "Bats, what day is it?"
"December 21" upon hearing his response, Constantine cursed again as he ranted about the winter solstice.
"Damn it, damn it ¿why did he deviate from his route? He doesn't go of his way, especially not in this time of the year, ¡this is a disaster!" Constantine paced back and forth "Look, I know you guys like to poke your nose into everything that happens, but this is strictly magical, so no matter what's about to come, keep quiet, do absolutely nothing ¿Do you understand?" The hellbazer's hands trembled as he speaked.
"You can't just say that, ¡we have a right to know! This is nonsense" Diana frowned, she didn't much like the wizard's attitude right now.
"Sorry Wonder Woman, but this is strictly tied to the Justice League Dark, trust us for now, it's for your safety" Fate spoke, he knew nothing bad would happen if the league just kept quiet.
As soon as the lord of order stopped speaking, the entire room began to freeze, pieces of ice hanging on the walls as a Giant wolf ran through the wall.
In the first instance, the wolf looked dangerous, the places where its paws were placed had frozen, pure pieces of ice, the wolf turned its attention to the League, approaching curiously.
"Boreas" Zatanna exhaled in amazement, the entire magical community knew how the animal's presence felt no matter how much it changed its shape, it was the closest thing to a myth that existed, leveling the planet's temperatures, staying a few days and disappearing, impossible to find, record or locate no matter how hard you tried.
"However, where is Cyrus?" Constantine murmured to his partner, if Boreas was near his counterpart shouldn't be far away.
Danny looked at the wizards, interested in the names they had given him, he was about to ask about it when a ball of fire hit him in the shoulder.
He growled in complete frustration as he turned to look at his assailant, behind him the League tensed at the sound as Fate signaled for them to keep quiet.
Behind the animal appeared a Tasmanian tiger the same size as the Giant wolf, Barry was about to question if they weren't supposed to be extinct when the wolf snarled and lunged at the tiger, who ran back to earth.
The entire league watched as the ice brought by the wolf was extinguished by the appearance of the tiger, returning to normal as both creatures moved away.
"Constantine, situation report" Batman was clearly the first to snap out of the trance he had been left in.
"Look Bats, I know how much you want your precious information but this is out of your league, ¿those guys? Cyrus & Boreas, they are as close to benign Gods as you can find, they keep the earth's temperature stable with their games" Constantine lit his cigarette, trying to ignore the surreal situation.
"¿Games?" Superman was next to speak, a concerned note in his voice.
"Games" Fate confirmed "We theorize they are opposing elements, maybe spirits, we think they pursue each other as some kind of challenge, and the balance on earth is just a lucky accident, we don't know where they live or where they come from, but they're not someone you want to play with." Fate commented, remembering the fact that most of the time the creatures try to hurt each other but never give the final hit, always waiting for the other to heal.
"Are you telling me that if these beings decide to stop coming here, will we simply ¿disappear? ¿Because they just decided to stop playing?"
"Something similar, but far more complicated than that" Zatanna entered the conversation "they keep the consequences of global warming stable, if they stop coming, well...the earth will definitely go extinct quickly, I'd give it a couple of years" is not like humanity was taking proper care of earth, these "gods" were basically a miracle for humans to correct their own errors.
"¿Why were we not informed?" Batman was at a crossroad, these beings were definitely dangerous, but if they faced them it could cause catastrophic consequences.
"The same reason you are struggling Bats" Constantine snorted "You want to solve all the problems, but you don't understand that magic is not meant to be solved or a problem, some things are better left as they are, without interfering, or it could happen something worse" and they are far older than all of us he didn't mention out loud.
"Then ¿what do you suggest? ¿We stand here doing nothing while two would-be Gods use our planet as a playground?" Oliver frowned, disgusted.
"Yes" for the first time Shazam spoke in the conversation "because if we don't let them we will become extinct" Billy knew much more than the magicians, books on the rock of eternity that detailed human spirits, about the infinite Realms and the deities that inhabited them. The delicate balance existing in life and death, but he was not allowed to divulge it.
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Back on earth, in Paris, Vlad and Danny were enjoying a cup of coffee and hot chocolate respectively.
"So, ¿did you want to meet the heroes or see their cool station in space?" Vlad questioned in amusement as Danny choked on his chocolate "The station ¿huh?" Vlad spoke again while Danny looked at him with a frown "It's okay Daniel, I know you can't help it"
"Yeah, I know, it was a bit stupid to change the route, and reveal myself to sorcerers, but the heroes, the aliens, the space, I needed to see it" the boy grimaced, feeling guilty "thanks for getting me out of there, I was about to do something stupid"
"¿Something stupid like speak?" Vlad questioned knowingly, he was aware that humanity now considered them myths or even gods, they shouldn't be revealing themselves freely, their games were mostly harmless but they had a purpose.
"Yeah, sorry" Danny sighed "although I love the new name, Boreas commands a lot more respect than Danny, ¿right? I do miss when they called me Phantom though..."
Seeing that the boy was lost in his memories again, Vlad sighed, he also missed the old times, their battles, Phantom and Plasmius fighting to the death, but their grudges were resolved long ago, they had no reason to fight, Boreas & Cyrus was an escape from boredom and a reunion with the old days more than anything else.
"It's okay little badger, we can stop by their space station next year, I don't think the fledgling heroes will care" Vlad took a sip from his mug, considering, obviously they would care, but he really didn't care about their feelings, let them freak out a little more.
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amaramizuki666 · 2 years ago
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Identity crisis part.2
Danny wasnt having a very good day, week, month, who knows time in the infinity realms has always been iffy. You see danny was recently crowned king of the realms, king of the dead, the balance between life and death, protected of the dead, holder of space, poor kid has a lot on his shoulders.
And now his council including frostbite, amber, and clockwork are suggesting him to marry. So danny can split the responsibility of being king.
Danny is flying to the far frozen when he hears it the call of being summoned. A faint wisper, the wish of those who summoned the ghost king, danny always had a choice weither to go, whether to listen to the whims of the mortals.
But before danny chose to be summoned or not, always depended on what he heard the wisper said. Danny stopped and floated in the green void of the realms. He closed his eyes and listened.
'𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆, 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒆𝒕, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆'
Danny heard the wisper and emiditly let the summon take hold of him pulling him to the one summoning him. Danny opened his eyes to see he was surrounded by a thick ectoplasm like substance. It had the consistency of Elmer's glue and it burned Danny's skin.
Danny looked around himself with ergency trying to spot his summoner. He looked down and saw a kid around his age sinking to the bottom of this pit of green.
His hair was black danny thinks his eyes are blue but cant see them properly they are barely open. The boy looks lucid. But then again he does appear to be bleeding out and sinking in a bit of Lazarus goop sooo.
Danny floats down to the boy and speaks
"𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕤𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕖, 𝕀 𝕒𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕, ℙ𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕞. 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕒𝕟𝕥".
The boys eyes fluttered. He tried to open his mouth only bubbles escaped but thankfully danny could hear him or more accurately his desire.
"𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆'
Danny could feel it in his core, the need to save the need to 卩尺ㄖㄒ乇匚ㄒ. But danny cant just do that no he is the king.
"𝕀 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕝, 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦" danny spoke.
The boys eyes finally drifted to him, holding Danny's gaze. '𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒊𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆' the boys heart sang.
Danny thought for a moment. This really was the perfect opportunity.
"𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝, 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕨 𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕝 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕠𝕦𝕝 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕖, 𝕕𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕒𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥" danny asks his voice soft yet powerful. The boy accepted.
Danny pulled the boy in ty I his arms. A green aroura not dissimilar to his crown glowed around them as the contract finalized.
This boy was now his. Danny reversed the summoning and brought both of them back to the realms.
Danny looked at the boy in his arms, he was becoming paler. Danny quickly set off for the far frozen. He had to see frost bite regardless. St least now he wont bug him about finding a partner.
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drinkmoarwater · 6 months ago
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Dannymay Day 13: DND
I may have let my autism take the wheel and made a functional race and class based on Danny Phantom. Fair warning now, it's overpowered for regular dnd and has not been play tested (yet).
Race: Portal-Touched
Balanced Halfa
Unstable Halfa
Class: The Obsessed
Ice Core
Fire Core
Manufactured Core
This is a long post.
TLDR; I made a Constitution based half caster with subclasses themed to Danny, Vlad, and Danielle. I'll be uploading this to the DND wiki as homebrew at some point, but for now, here's the content. Obviously I don't own either Danny Phantom or DND.
Race: Portal-Touched
You were once human, until contact with a ghost portal changed you down to your core. You are now a unique cross between human and ghost, and able to switch between your human and ghost forms with a flash.
Subrace: Balanced Halfa
You had some self reflection and discovered your purpose, something that keeps you tethered to both the physical and infinite realms. 
Ability Score Increase. Your Dexterity increases by 2 and your Constitution increases by 1.
Age. Halfas’ human forms age slowly, while their ghost form does not need to age at all. Most halfas have ghost forms that match the age they perceive themselves as. Halfas can live to be 200 years old, but reach maturity by age 20. 
Alignment. Balanced Halfas are good or neutral aligned. 
Size. Medium, though halfas can be compressed into any small space that could capture a ghost, such as a thermos or vacuum. 
Speed. 30 feet walking speed, 40 feet flying speed. 
Languages. Common and Ghostspeak. 
Rearranged Molecules. You are capable of transforming into both a human and a ghost, classifying you as both humanoid and undead. You can transform into your opposite form as a bonus action, or at will. When human, you have advantage on saving throws targeting undead, but can still be affected. You also can use your ghostly traits at half effectiveness (flying speed of 20 feet, half damage on attacks that use your ghost abilities, etc) not including invisibility and intangibility. When ghostly, you can be affected by anything that affects undead, but you have advantage on saving throws for Turn Undead.
Phantom Form. Your ghost form is natural to you, but requires focus. You do not require air while in ghost form. You are immune to disease, being paralyzed, and being petrified in ghost form, but resistant to each in human form. You can take the following actions: 
Flight: In your ghost form, you can fly at will with a flying speed of 40 feet. In human form, your flight speed is halved. 
Intangibility: You can walk through solid objects and creatures as if they were not there as a bonus action. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. You can access this ability while in human or phantom form. 
Invisibility: You can cast Invisibility on yourself as an action without using a spell slot. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. You can access this ability while in human or phantom form. 
Ectoblast. You can shoot ectoplasm from your hands as an action, so long as you have one empty hand. Think of this as a cantrip with a range of 30 feet. Your ectoplasmic blast adds your proficiency bonus and your Dexterity modifier to hit, and 1d8 + your Dexterity modifier lightning, force, fire, or cold damage. Once you select a damage type for your ectoblast, you cannot change it. This damage increases to 2d8 at 6th level, 3d8 at 11th level, and 4d8 at 16th level. Damage output is halved in human form. 
Blood Blossom Allergy. You, like any ghost, cannot be within 15 feet of a blood blossom or anything made with blood blossoms. If you are near it, you will take 1d4 poison damage at the start of every turn. If you touch a blood blossom, or anything made with one, you will take 1d12 poison damage at the start of every turn until you remove the item or flower. Damage taken from blood blossoms is critical in ghost form, meaning double the damage or roll two dice. 
Spiritual Purpose. Your obsession has developed into something new, you are a half-ghost with a purpose. Your purpose is what you have dedicated your existence to, a goal that extends beyond yourself, such as defending your family, finding lost knowledge, or allegiance to a leader or cause. You will do almost anything to accomplish this goal, even if it means sacrificing yourself. When fulfilling your purpose, you have advantage on related attack rolls and saving throws, though “related rolls” are at DM discretion. Without a purpose, or with a purpose that conflicts with your alignment, you become unstable and use the Unstable Halfa subclass unless you regain a purpose. 
Subrace: Unstable Halfa
The unease within yourself manifests outward in your body. That is, if you happen to have a body at the time. 
Ability Score Increase. Your Dexterity increases by 2 and your Constitution increases by 1. 
Age. Halfas’ human forms age slowly, while their ghost form does not need to age at all. Most halfas have ghost forms that match the age they perceive themselves as. Halfas can live to be 200 years old, but reach maturity by age 20. 
Alignment. Any alignment, with a tendency toward lawfulness. 
Size. Medium, though halfas can be compressed into any small space that could capture a ghost, such as a thermos or vacuum. 
Speed. 30 feet walking speed, 40 feet flying speed.
Languages. Common, Ghostspeak, and any 1 language. 
Rearranged Molecules. You are capable of transforming into both a human and a ghost, classifying you as both humanoid and undead. You can transform into your opposite form as a bonus action. When human, you have advantage on saving throws targeting undead, but can still be affected. You also can use your ghostly traits at half effectiveness (flying speed of 20 feet, half damage on attacks that use your ghost abilities, etc) not including invisibility and intangibility. When ghostly, you can be affected by anything that affects undead, but you have advantage on saving throws for Turn Undead.
Phantom Form. Your ghost form is natural to you, but requires focus. You do not require air while in ghost form. You are immune to disease, being paralyzed, and being petrified in ghost form, but resistant to each in human form. You can take the following actions: 
Flight: In your ghost form, you can fly at will with a flying speed of 40 feet. In human form, your flight speed is halved. 
Intangibility: You can walk through solid objects and creatures as if they were not there as a bonus action. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. You can access this ability while in human or phantom form. 
Invisibility: You can cast Invisibility on yourself as an action without using a spell slot. You can use this feature a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. You can access this ability while in human or phantom form. 
Ectoblast. You can shoot ectoplasm from your hands as an action, so long as you have one empty hand. Think of this as a cantrip with a range of 30 feet. Your ectoplasmic blast adds your proficiency bonus and your Dexterity modifier to hit, and 1d8 + your Dexterity modifier lightning, force, fire, or cold damage. Once you select a damage type for your ectoblast, you cannot change it. This damage increases to 2d8 at 6th level, 3d8 at 11th level, and 4d8 at 16th level. Damage output is halved in human form. 
Blood Blossom Allergy. You, like any ghost, cannot be within 15 feet of a blood blossom or anything made with blood blossoms. If you are near it, you will take 1d4 poison damage at the start of every turn. If you touch a blood blossom, or anything made with one, you will take 1d12 poison damage at the start of every turn until you remove the item or flower. Damage taken from blood blossoms is critical in ghost form, meaning double the damage or roll two dice. 
Unstable Form. The beginning of your life as a halfa, whether through a portal accident or cloning, is challenging on your body. You have disadvantage on Constitution saving throws unless provided a ‘fix.’ This fix can be a cure, a familiar, or magical item to cancel out the disadvantage. If your fix is more than 30 feet from you, you will continue to have disadvantage until this is corrected. Optional: After casting a spell, make a DC10 Constitution saving throw. If you fail, you start to melt into ectoplasm. Your movement is reduced to zero and you must make another Constitution saving throw at the end of your next turn to solidify your body. While melting or melted, you are immune to being grappled and resistant to being restrained. Discovering Purpose. You can develop a Spiritual Purpose with your DM’s guidance. Your purpose must be tangentially related to your obsession, at minimum. Gaining a purpose does not remove your obsession, only calms it. If you have a purpose, you can gain advantage on either Wisdom (Insight) checks or Charisma (Persuasion) checks.
Class - The Obsessed
You must have the Halfa or Ghost Race and a Constitution of 13 required to multiclass in or out of this class. 
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[ID: A table listing the features, cantrips, and spells allowed for the fanmade Obsessed class. The cantrips and spells are the same for the Paladin class with one extra cantrip starting at 16th level, and the features are listed in text below.]
Hit Points
Hit Dice: 1d10 per obsessed level Hit Points at 1st Level: 10 + your Constitution modifier Hit Points at Higher Levels: 1d10 (or 6) + your Constitution modifier per obsessed level after 1st
Proficiencies
Armor: Light armor Weapons: Simple weapons
Tools: None Saving Throws: Dexterity, Constitution Skills: Choose two from Arcana, Athletics, Intimidation, Persuasion, and Sleight of Hand
Immunities: petrified, paralyzed, diseased
Equipment
You start with the following equipment, in addition to the equipment granted by your background:
a simple weapon
any light armor
an explorer's pack
a ghost capture device, either (a) a thermos or (b) a vacuum
Ghostly Obsession
You have an obsession, like any ghost. Your obsession is your reason for existing–you will do just about anything to fulfill your obsession, be it violence, endurance, or self-sacrifice. An obsession can be anything, such as a person, a concept, or even a mundane object like boxes. Add your proficiency bonus to any Intelligence (History) and Intelligence (Arcana) checks related to your obsession. When fulfilling your obsession, you have advantage on related attack rolls and saving throws. If you do not have a clear obsession, you will wander or lash out at others until you find one. Without an obsession, you will have disadvantage on either Wisdom (Insight) checks or Charisma (Persuasion) checks. 
Core Type
At 1st level, select a core type. You can have an ice core, a fire core, or a manufactured core. 
Spellcasting
You have an innate ability to cast spells, channeling magic through your ghost half. Most of your magic seems to extend from or be a part of your body. 
Cantrips (0-Level Spells)
At 2nd level, you know two cantrips of your choice from the obsessed spell list (to be determined). At higher levels, you learn additional obsessed cantrips of your choice, as shown in the Cantrips Known column of the obsessed table.
When you gain a level in this class, you can replace one of the obsessed cantrips you know with another cantrip from the obsessed spell list.
Preparing and Casting Spells
The obsessed table shows how many spell slots you have to cast your obsessed spells. To cast one of your obsessed spells of 1st level or higher, you must expend a slot of the spell's level or higher. You regain all expended spell slots when you finish a long rest.
You prepare the list of artificer spells that are available for you to cast, choosing from the obsessed spell list. When you do so, choose a number of obsessed spells equal to your Constitution modifier + half your obsessed level, rounded down (minimum of one spell). The spells must be of a level for which you have spell slots.
For example, if you are a 5th-level obsessed, you have four 1st-level and two 2nd-level spell slots. With an Constitution of 14, your list of prepared spells can include four spells of 1st or 2nd level, in any combination. If you prepare the 1st-level spell Magic Missile, you can cast it using a lst-level or a 2nd-level slot. Casting the spell doesn't remove it from your list of prepared spells.
You can change your list of prepared spells when you finish a long rest. Preparing a new list of obsessed spells requires time spent practicing your abilities: at least 1 minute per spell level for each spell on your list.
Spellcasting Ability
Constitution is your spellcasting ability for your obsessed spells; your unique physiology grants you the ability to manipulate your own ectoplasm into magic. You use your Constitution whenever an obsessed spell refers to your spellcasting ability. In addition, you use your Constitution modifier when setting the saving throw DC for an obsessed spell you cast and when making an attack roll with one.
Spell save DC = 8 + your proficiency bonus + your Constitution modifier
Spell attack modifier = your proficiency bonus + your Constitution modifier
Ritual Casting
You can cast an obsessed spell as a ritual if that spell has the ritual tag and you have the spell prepared.
Undead Endurance
At 2nd level, you have False Life always prepared, and it does not count toward your prepared spells. 
Fighting Style
Starting at 2nd level, you adopt a particular style of fighting as your specialty. Choose one of the following options. You can't take a Fighting Style option more than once, even if you later get to choose again.
Intrinsic Warrior. You learn two cantrips of your choice from the sorcerer spell list. They count as obsessed spells for you, and Constitution is your spellcasting ability for them. Whenever you gain a level in this class, you can replace one of these cantrips with another cantrip from the sorcerer spell list. 
Defense. While you are wearing armor, you gain a +1 bonus to AC.
Dueling. When you are wielding a melee weapon in one hand and no other weapons, you gain a +2 bonus to damage rolls with that weapon.
Fighting Dirty. You’re scrappy and aren’t afraid to do whatever it takes. You can attack your opponents weak spots, such as strikes below the belt or to specific nerves, a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. When you use this ability, you add 1d8 of bludgeoning damage in addition to whatever damage you dealt, which is magical when in your ghost form. 
Frequent Flyer. You spend more time in the air than on the ground. When flying, attackers have disadvantageous on opportunity attacks against you when you move out of their melee range. When in human form, your flying speed is equal to your walking speed, instead of half of your flying speed. 
Great Weapon Fighting. When you roll a 1 or 2 on a damage die for an attack you make with a melee weapon that you are wielding with two hands, you can reroll the die and must use the new roll, even if the new roll is a 1 or a 2. The weapon must have the two-handed or versatile property for you to gain this benefit.
Obsessive Protector. When a creature you can see attacks a target other than you that is within 5 feet of you, you can use your reaction to impose disadvantage on the attack roll. If you are holding a shield, or have casted the Shield spell, then you can reduce the damage dealt to the target by half or 1d10 + your proficiency bonus (to a minimum of 0 damage). 
Tunnel Fighter (UA). As a bonus action, you can enter a defensive stance that lasts until the start of your next turn. While in your defensive stance, you can make opportunity attacks without using your reaction, and you can use your reaction to make a melee attack against a creature that moves more than 5 feet while within your reach.
Unlikely Hero. You learned how to fight as you were fighting someone. You have proficiency in improvised weapons and your unarmed strikes can deal bludgeoning damage equal to 1d6 + your Strength or Dexterity modifier. When in ghost form, your unarmed strikes deal magical bludgeoning damage. 
Ghost Sense
At 3rd level, you can sense other undead within a sixty feet radius of you without using a spell slot. This feature is triggered automatically. In other words, your DM must inform you if there are other undead within sixty feet of you without you prompting them to do so. If you choose, you can expand the range of this feature to a 120 feet radius a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest. 
Martial Versatility (Optional)
Whenever you reach a level in this class that grants the Ability Score Improvement feature, you can replace a fighting style you know with another fighting style available to the obsessed. This replacement represents a shift of focus in your martial practice.
Extra Attack
Beginning at 5th level, you can attack twice, instead of once, whenever you take the Attack action on your turn.
Fast Flyer
Your flying speed increases to 50 feet at 6th level and 60 feet at 11th level. 
Overshadowing
At 7th level, you can overshadow, or possess, living creatures. You can use your action to touch a living creature and use your intangibility to take over their body and pilot it as your own. You cannot overshadow other undead or a corpse. If you overshadow a willing creature, then you can overshadow them as long as they are willing. 
If you overshadow an unwilling creature, the creature must succeed on a Wisdom saving throw to resist being overshadowed using your spell save DC. The creature can reroll this Wisdom saving throw dependent on your level. At 7th level, they can reroll every round, every two rounds at 10th level, every minute at 13th level, every hour at 16th, and every dawn at 19th. The creature can also reroll the Wisdom saving throw if you are attempting to cause the creature to harm itself. If the creature passes the Wisdom saving throw, then you are thrown out of their body and are knocked prone. The same happens if the creature you are overshadowing is reduced to zero hit points, if two ghosts try to overshadow one creature, or if you try to overshadow a corpse or undead. 
While overshadowing a creature, you use the creature’s ability scores. You cannot cast spells, but can use ghostly abilities, such as flight, invisibility, and intangibility. If you are attacked by non magical damage, the creature’s hit points are reduced, but not your own. If you are attacked with magical damage or if an attacker hits you with something that targets undead while you are overshadowing, you are affected by the attack and take the same amount of damage as the creature you are overshadowing. 
After releasing a creature from overshadowing, the creature has foggy memories or has completely forgotten what happened. You will take a point of exhaustion for every day you continue to overshadow the creature. The creature will also take a point of exhaustion for every day you do not allow them to sleep or trance, if that is something they require. 
Duplication
You can split yourself into multiple duplicates of yourself. You can make one duplicate at 9th level, 2 duplicates at 12th level, 3 duplicates at 15th level, and 4 duplicates at 18th level. Hit points and hit point maximums are halved, divided by three, or quartered for yourself and your duplicate(s), depending on how many you make. Subtract 1 from every ability score for yourself and your duplicate for every duplicate you make. For example, if you create three duplicates, all of your and your duplicates’ ability scores would decrease by three, bringing your Constitution down from 18 to 15 and your Intelligence down from 10 to 7, and so on. This would apply to all skill checks, spell saves, spell attack modifiers, attack rolls, tool use, etc. Otherwise, you can choose to use your unaltered character sheet, but subtract from every roll dependent on or affected by ability scores equal to the number of duplicates made. 
You and your duplicates each have an action, bonus action, reaction, and movement. You can act together, but are not required to. Your spell slots are split amongst all duplicates, including ghostly abilities. You must roll for each duplicate separately. Any equipment or physical objects you have stay with the original and you cannot duplicate anything except for yourself. 
When a duplicate has 0 hit points, it disappears and you absorb its ectoplasm, bringing the original’s abilities up by 1 each or reducing the number you subtract from the original’s rolls by 1. The remaining duplicates would remain unaffected. When you absorb a fallen duplicate, you absorb their hit point maximum and you regain hit points equal to your proficiency bonus + your Constitution modifier. For example, if you made four duplicates and one had 0 hit points, the hit point maximum of the original would increase by the hit point maximum of the fallen duplicate (say 50 hit points, bringing the original up to a hit point maximum of 100) and the original would increase their current hit points by your proficiency bonus + your Constitution modifier (6 + Constitution). 
The Restful Dead
When healing during a short or long rest, you can add twice your Constitution modifier to your hit point dice at 10th level. 
Ecto-Shield
At 14th level, when you cast Shield, you can either extend your shield to cover you and another creature within 5 feet of you, or increase your AC by 7 instead of 5. You can use this ability any time you cast Shield, but only once per long rest.
Ghostly Wail
At 18th level, you unlock a terrifying power. Once per long rest, you can scream with untold strength. You automatically deal critical damage to structures and objects. Your wail is a 120 feet cone of 12d12 thunder damage and costs an action. Any creatures within this cone are deafened and must make a Constitution saving throw to take half damage. Afterward, you revert to human form (if applicable), you are knocked prone until your next turn, suffer 2 points of exhaustion, and cannot take reactions until after your next turn. At 20th level, you suffer 1 point of exhaustion but nothing else. 
Phantasmal Touch
At level 20, you find a way to share your ghostly abilities onto other living creatures safely. You are able to extend your ghost abilities of intangibility and invisibility onto one other creature Large or smaller via touch. This ability can be used as often as you use your intangibility and invisibility, totalling up to twice your proficiency bonus per long rest. 
You can use this ability on the same action or bonus action you spend to use a ghostly ability. To affect two creatures at once, you can use a second action for invisibility, or a separate action for intangibility. To affect a creature that is Huge, make a spell attack DC15. For a Gargantuan creature, make a spell attack DC18. Note that all creatures you affect with this ability now are considered both undead and humanoid (or whatever creature they may be). 
Core Types (subclasses)
Ice Core
Chilly Exterior
Starting at 1st level, your core takes on a natural ability to manipulate and endure extremely low temperatures. You are resistant to cold damage and can manipulate ice in the following ways:
Minor ice sculpting. You can create small ice sculptures or objects at will, no longer than two feet and no heavier than 40 pounds. 
Temperature control. You can manipulate the temperature around you, but only to make it colder. You can make up to 10 feet around you cold enough to freeze water, or 30 feet around you cold enough to keep food from spoiling. 
Ice maker. When you touch water, you can instantly freeze it, up to 10 gallons per second. 
Bitter cold. You can make a creature cold enough to have frostbite up to 20 feet away as an action. You deal 1d6 + 4 cold damage. 
Frozen Knowledge
Starting at 3rd level, you always have certain spells prepared. Each spell corresponds to your obsessed level in the table below. 
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[ID: A table showing the spells in the Frozen Knowledge feature, which include Frost Fingers at 3rd level, Rime's Binding Ice at 5th level, Sleet Storm at 9th level, Fire Shield at 13th level, and Cone of Cold at 17th level.]
Cold-Hearted Catcher
Starting at 6th level, you are proficient in using FentonWorks Thermoses, meaning you can add your proficiency bonus to tool use skill checks. 
Ectoplasmic Pulse (Ice)
At 11th level, you can use your action to send out a pulse of ecto-energy. Every creature must make a Dexterity saving throw against your spell save DC or be restrained by magical ice. On a failed save, they take 2d10 ice damage or half damage on a successful save. You can use this feature once per short rest. 
Cold Snap
At 15th level, you can use your reaction to create an ice structure to help an ally. If an ally is within 15 feet from you and you can see them, you can impose disadvantage on attack rolls made against one ally until the start of your next turn. You can use this feature once per short rest. 
Shattered Hail
At 19th level, your duplicates can use your Ectoplasmic Pulse, once per duplicate, once per short rest. You must roll separately for each duplicate.
Fire Core
Wildfire 
At first level, your core develops the natural ability to manipulate and endure high temperatures. You are resistant to fire damage and can manipulate fire in the following ways: 
Fire starter: You produce small fires from your hands that can be used to light candles, spark bonfires, or controlled brush fires. Your fire can be no larger than your hand.
Turn up the heat. You can manipulate the temperature around you, but only to make it hotter. You can make the air or objects around you hot enough to boil water up to 10 feet, or hot enough to cook meat up to 30 feet away. 
Tea maker. You can instantly boil water you come into contact with up to 10 gallons per second. 
Tiny forge. You can heat metal to the point of being pliable enough to shape into something else. This requires you touch the metal for a full minute and the area you affect is only as big as your hands. 
Intuitive Inferno
Starting at 3rd level, you always have certain spells prepared. Each spell corresponds to your obsessed level in the table below. 
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[ID: A table showing the spells in the Intuitive Inferno feature, which includes Burning Hands at 3rd level, Heat Metal at 5th level, Fireball at 9th level, Fire Shield at 13th level, and Flame Strike at 17th level.]
Hot-Shot Trapper
Starting at 6th level, you have advantage on Intelligence skill checks to capture ghosts using Dalv Co. technology. 
Ectoplasmic Pulse (Fire)
At 11th level, you can use your action to send out a pulse of ecto-energy. Every creature must make a Dexterity saving throw against your spell save DC or become blinded. On a failed save, they take 2d10 fire damage or half damage on a successful save. You can use this feature once per short rest. 
Hot Flash
At 15th level, you can warm up your allies within 30 feet of you. If you see your allies taking cold damage, you can use your reaction to create enough heat to reduce the cold damage by half. This effect lasts until the start of your next turn. You can use this feature once per short rest. 
Heat Wave
At 19th level, your duplicates can use your Hot Flash ability once per duplicate, once per short rest.
Manufactured Core
A New Unlife
At 1st level, your core only just developed into something real and unliving. You entered this world as someone else’s creation and you’re going to make it everyone else’s problem. You are resistant to force damage and can manipulate your core to do the following: 
Test tube baby. You can manipulate your body into the consistency of ectoplasm, a thick slime like substance. You can fit into any container with at least 4 gallons capacity. 
States of Matter. Solidity is a suggestion to you, something you wear when convenient. You can squeeze through any space larger than straw so long as you can get to the other side. You can use this feature as an action and a number of times equal to your Dexterity modifier per long rest. 
Standardized Magic
Starting at 3rd level, you always have certain spells prepared. Each spell corresponds to your obsessed level in the table below. 
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[ID: A table showing the spells in the Standardized Magic Feature, which includes Zephyr Strike at 3rd level, Gentle Repose at 5th level, Pulse Wave at 9th level, Gravity Sinkhole at 13th level, and Steel Wind Strike at 17th level.]
Synthetic Snare
At 6th level, you are proficient in creating traps to capture ghosts. Add your proficiency bonus to Dexterity (Sleight of Hand) or Charisma (Deception) checks related to trapping ghosts. 
Ectoplasmic Pulse (Force)
At 11th level, you can use your action to send out a pulse of ecto-energy. Every creature within 10 feet of you must make a Dexterity saving throw against your spell save DC or be knocked prone, and 5 feet away from you if they are size Large or smaller. On a failed save, they take 2d10 force damage or half damage on a successful save. If they fail and are pushed out of your melee range, you may use your reaction to take an opportunity attack against one opponent. You can use this feature once per short rest. 
Undead Tracker
Starting at 15th level, your Ghost Sense extends to a 120 feet radius centered on you. You can expend this range to a 300 feet radius a number of times equal to your proficiency bonus per long rest.
Copy and Paste
At 19th level, you can mimic one ability from the Fire or Ice Core types of your choosing, with the exception of their always prepared spells (Frozen Knowledge and Intuitive Inferno). 
The Obsessed spell list will be on its way when I have time and hopefully one day I will have enough motivation to make builds for the ghosts and for Sam and Tucker. Someone please roll a luck check for me.
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tanglepelt · 1 year ago
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Danny panics in the alley.
Danny was just lost. Just waiting for some ball to drop.
Why would they help?
The girl, the black bat, gave him chalk and they didn’t bat an eye at frostbite. They just didn’t make sense. No one had ever listened before. He had fully expected them to go back to doing whatever sketchy stuff they were up to on that rooftop. He hoped.
He had also hoped his parents wouldn’t touch Ellie.
That didn’t pan out.
Yet this group actually did.
It was obvious these three were in some type of group. Working together with no need of talking. Non-verbal responses, and nodding of heads are obviously trained. Nodding to one another. It would be three against one. Well, one and dead body weight. Who knew when Ellie would wake up?
The alley had to be beyond cold. Even he could feel it now. His core was free for most to feel. Ellie needed more ectoplasm frostbite and said she just needed to rest and balance out. He couldn’t stand the waiting.
It wasn’t safe. It was always a matter of time until someone found and attacked them. His ectoplasm was already leaking into the air. Mixing with the dead vibe of Gotham. 
Batman was slow to approach them. Cautious likely. Danny did go making a few big threats here and there. You know.
Suggesting the end of the world and all.
Danny didn’t really want to hear the man out he just wanted his sisters. Both of them, Ellie was still asleep, and who knows how long it will be and Jazz was off somewhere in Gotham. No matter how much he pushed his ectoplasm into her it felt like nothing was happening. It just wasn’t replenishing as quickly as it had been taken.
Blood blossoms are deadly to ghosts. It makes sense it would take a while to recover.
When the man finally made it in front of him, he discussed moving out of the alley. Getting somewhere safer.
Batman offered two options.
When a spaceship thing in space was mentioned, man Danny really tried not to be in awe. No matter how cool that was, he thinks an ambassador wouldn’t get starry eyes over something like that. Out of everything he went with, why an ambassador?
What did they even do?
Batman did make plenty of points on why staying on Earth could be bad. With the passing of the acts, the United States wasn’t safe. No duh, they literally bought his little sister. Plus, there was the whole extraction thing Jazz had mentioned at one point. Ellie was probably... maybe… at least equivalent to a fugitive.
Total not his little obsession with space acting. It's not his fault ghost cores required them, once he fully recovered from the operation he’d have more control. It’s just like how little kids have issues regulating their emotions. His love of space just happened to be his problem. Danny wasn’t a kid he just really had to focus on not being distracted by it. He was a master at focusing.
So, it was just the logical decision to agree to go to space.
They just needed to find Jazz for him first. She was no doubt worried, and she’d help keep Ellie safe while recuperating.
And…. Well... hopefully Jazz could help him tell Ellie what was going on.
How does one say oh… yea… by the way you’re a princess. The core transplant kind of made you a member of the royal family. We just didn’t bother to tell you that part.  And you may have been outed just a tad bit even before you were aware. Oh… and by the way. Don’t out me as royalty as I did to you. That just wasn’t going to go well.
Jazz had warned him to let her know. Not to just spring it on her as the council did to him. She at least wouldn’t have Fright Knight showing up in the middle of movie night announcing himself as bodyguard to the king.
The trio had thought Pariah was back and coming to take them on. 
It was such a great way for the council to inform him of his position. 0 out of 10 would not recommend it.
Fright Knight just kept following him around. If he was human frighty, was invisible and hovering. The dude did not appreciate Dash at all. Frighty wanted to send him off to his nightmares. Proclaiming how he was bound to serve and protect the royal family. Which he didn’t get the whole bound to the royal family nonsense. The man just had no chill in his humble opinion. Danny just wanted peace and quiet, not the fright knight announcing him to all his rouges.
The faces he got were almost worth the annoyance. The look on the box ghosts face had been his favorite. 
Frighty had stayed way too long.
It took weeks to convince him he was fine.
Only for Vlad to ruin his peace after Ellie first came into existence. Fright Knight had made a second appearance after finding out he had been cloned.
Danny blamed all of it on the fruitloop for destabilizing the king's core and forcing Danny into this position. The old king never would of been freed, and Danny never would have absorbed Pariahs core. He could in fact wait to be king. Vlad just had to try to gain power from the ring and crown.
The Fright knight had been ready to throw hands at the fruit loop. At first, following the madman around after the events of Pariah's core fizzling out. Returning to announce himself as Dannys supposed body guard crown and ring in hand. Only to then offer Danny the chance of disposing of him, after the reveal of the whole bodyguard thing. At first, he was very confused by the question.
Like why had frighty offered?
Danny had no intentions of sending Vlad to the nightmare realm for all eternity.
The fruit loop just needed to calm down.
Just like Danny needed to calm down.
How long does it take to find a person? Why haven’t they brought Jazz to him yet? He gave them her university and the location of the apartment, what more could they possibly need?
He just had to be patient. Once she got here, they’d all ditch this death-filled town. Not just out of the country. No someplace off the earth.
Space.
It was totally the safer option. Yea… jazz, she would definitely agree. mentioned extradition in previous contingency plans. So, like. Other countries are not that safe. They needed to be prepared for anything.
Honestly, there had been no good ideas.
But SPACE. That’s a new one. That’s an unknown. Never before had they considered that option. In theory, he didn’t need to breathe when ghost. At least he is assuming. They tested it underwater once. No issues there. The cold of space wouldn’t even bother him. His cores base was ice after all. The cold only bugs him when he bottled up his powers.
He should test his theory and just fly to space. Wait no. There was that spaceship thing.
This was apparently on a thing called the watch tower. But they couldn’t leave the alley with the agents yet. He had no guarantee that Jazz would be with them if not.
Ellie needed to wake up. Jazz needed to show up. He was getting antsy.
The agents still remained. Restrained as they were.
Batman claimed people were coming to collect them. To at the minimum move them. Jack and Maddie were already taken away. A person who had hardly given a second look at him and Ellie. They deserved the Harsh treatment the man in red gave them.
Words were spoken between the two. But man, he didn’t care what they had to say.
Batman had just grunted at him. Like he didn’t approve or something.
He didn’t even feel bad that whatever was coming for them would be far worse than the prison. Walker may be obsessed with his made-up rules but overall, the prison wasn’t that bad. Jailbreaks were easy enough from there.
Now Fright Knight on the other hand has an entire nightmare realm who knew what else they had in the realm? It would be handled by someone else. Frostbite had always assured him that they would get what was coming for them. Honestly looking back that was more said to himself than to Danny. Frostbite had been waiting for this moment.
The dungeon at Fenton Works had nothing on the one in the king's keep. That’s an entire area he avoided when there. Gave off tyrant vibes. Slowly it was morphing into his personal preferences, meaning fewer torture devices. Hopefully, that lower level entirely disappeared.
He did not need to think about the keeps torture chamber. Nope. He needed to focus on the alley. Where even less agents remained. He needed to focus.
There was no one else to rely on.
It was just him to protect Ellie. Can he actually trust this guy? The dud has kept away from him, which was nice. But adults don’t care. When Spectra gave the school the ghost flu, the adults just accepted the answer with no care. Jack and Maddie caused property damage left and right with no citations. The GIW just come into town, and they all just accepted it. The acts hadn’t passed but no one batted an eye.
Why was he just going along with this?
He needed to leave.
No, he needed to-to… Needed to breathe. He needed to stay calm. Ellie would wake up. Jazz would show up. It all would be fine.
Where were they?
Honestly. What was taking this long? He wanted Jazz.
Not to be in some alley with a man who wanted to be a bat.
Did one of the agents twitch? Yeah... definitely.
He wouldn’t let them get her again. Never to one of their labs. He has stopped them before. The ghost hadn’t even know what happened. That exams table was never used.
Three months of attempts at capturing another speciemen.
Three months of stopping them.
If they ever got one, they were free within an hour.
It had been so easy when it was just his donors. HE never thought the first four months would have been so nice. Only dealing with the ghosts and blundering oafs of his parents.
Nocturne had been such a snooze.
Undergrowth only needed to chill out.
He had even kept Vortex from leaving Amity.
He’d rather take on the three ancients than see one of those rooms again. The GIW twisted it all. Weapons designed to sting and hurt. To linger and fester.  The pure white of the room.
Barely avoided that disaster.
How many times had this universe just had to make a name for itself? Why study ghost here? WHy force a hole through reality? just why get noticed by the realm?
Why couldn’t he just focus on what was happening in the alley?
Danny still hasn’t told the council about the missile. How could he? It would have destroyed the realm and every other dimension. It would have ended everything in just a blink of an eye.
Wouldn’t that make this place an even bigger threat? Would the stopping of the GIW even save the planet? Would this even work? Where was jazz? They were twitching. He couldn’t help but despite how close she already was but pull her in closer. The air dropping in temperature even more. She needed to wake up. Why did his donors have to be like this? If they had listened even once. This wouldn’t have happened. Jazz and he went off on them over and over. But of course, no they didn’t listen. Facts vs science, with the “science” oh so falsified and based on personal beliefs, and don’t get him started on The GIW just shoot first and wouldn’t listen, shot after shot. No one ever helped no one ever liste-
Breathe
He’s human right now, that’s right. The air was important for his human half.
Did Batman just have to remind him to breathe? The dude really just reminded him of a vital bodily necessity and then backed off. Which he means. Well, it’s actually nice. Not to be hovered over.
Did someone just groan?
Ellie, she just groaned.
She was still half asleep, but awake. He couldn’t stay in the alley. It had been too long. Too much time had passed, and his ecto signature ran rampant in the town. Just because the agents o and k’s groups were down. They had plenty of others. It would only be a matter of time until they were found out again. The air was thick with his own ectoplasm the GIW had multiple ways of tracking it. Amity just had too much residual to get anywhere specific unless you used the boo-meranang. That was a direct tracking device.
That device at the least had been in the lab. It should have gone out with a bang.
Who knows what else his parents had sold to the government? Anyone willing to sell a child of any dimension had no morals.
Danny managed to ask the bat about Jazz. According to the bat, Jazz wasn’t in her dorm or the apartment.
She was probably out looking for him. She’ll summon frostbite eventually, At the 24-hour mark, as per the agreement with the realm. A whole shebang he argued against for hours which he lost. The realm insisted on knowing where he was and how he was. They needed check-ins, updates, and everything under the sun. 
Which come on. If the realm can force a crown on him, he should be allowed to do as he pleases. He can't be that bad.
So, what if he did the same with Ellie? She is only 12 and has a non-existing and unstable core.  He didn’t care that Jazz agreed with the council Danny was nearly 16 it was not necessary. This wasn’t about him tho.
He just had to focus on Ellie.
Get away from the alley.
Get away from amity.
Get as far away from his donors as far as possible.
Dragging a half-asleep sister into space was the best solution. The bonus of space. No risk of extraction as there was in a separate country.
Seeing as there were no more blood blossoms, no chains, and not even any attempts to secure him and Ellie. If this was a trick….. well it would be a good one. He was still confused about who exactly the league was, only having one group's perspective was not ideal.
He blames Jack and Maddie. The two didn’t believe the news, it was all fake. No newspapers, nothing. If only Sam or Tucker was here maybe, maybe they would know who they were. The Batman was just watching him, waiting for him to give his okay. It was just odd. No, forcing him the guy wasn’t even forcibly starting a conversation. Just the one time when he was panicky and even then, it was just one word and then answered his question about Jazz. Just patiently watching.
It was now or never. Danny, holding the bulk of Ellie’s weight as she moved had at least nodded in response to leaving the alleyway.
Out of all the ways they could end up in space, he wasn’t expecting some form of teleportation. That was the one skill he had yet to see in the realm. The question he’s sure Tucker would be asking is if it’s science or magic. He really needed to get ahold of Sam and Tucker.
More things just kept popping up.
But He could see the stars.
So much better in space than any observatory he had been to. Amity didn’t have the best one around. All the lights from the lab, the constant green glow from the town border. He swears sometimes he can even see a dim green glow in the sky. The green light pollution really lost sight of the stars.
How could anyone focus with a view like this?
It was so amazing. So vast. Stars aplenty.
THUD
“Danny focus” Did Ellie really have to smack him on the back of the head? “You can fangirl over space later.”
He wasn’t that bad… it was just space. The stars were just so bright. His donors took away the possibility of becoming an astronaut. He could always fly up, but that wasn’t the same. Right focus.
Rapid blinking and shaking of his head… right. Not going to look at the windows or everything around them. Definitely not going to look twice at what appeared to be an obvious alien. No ecto signature so he couldn’t blame the green skin on that. Didn’t feel human either. They were in space. Anything was possible.
Shoot... yea focus.
Oh man, he really most overused his powers. His head was absolutely pounding.
No, not focusing on the random headache. Focus on Ellie and the weird ship in space. They were in an unknown situation. Ellie still wouldn’t be able to transform, so the air was a must. No noping off into space for them.
His momentary lapse of focus had unfortunately definitely been noticed. He was definitely selling his position of power. Well, the observants called him unfocused and immature, so yea this track.
Batman and the green man were looking at him. Ellie was just giving him her version of Jazz's disappointed look. It was adorable. He couldn’t help but notice the man in a trench coat, who felt all sorts of messed up. Human but something more was up, he felt split up? Yea, split up that felt right.
That man was just staring Ellie down. His face went from confused to a very concerned one. That look when you know you messed up. Could he tell she wasn’t fully human?
No… man why can’t he focus.
Right, Batman had a room for him and his sisters to wait?? Rest... honestly not too sure. He didn’t really ask too many questions, just knew that Ellie needed to get off earth not in the realm and they promised to bring Jazz.
Concerns for a future date. Preferably when he could freak out with Jazz and after the whole princess reveal.
He just had to follow them. Ellie was more aware at least. Her sass was back so that was good. He just needed to follow them. Not look at the stars in the windows. Why were there so many windows in space?
Now Ellie was elbowing him. He lost focus yet again. Why did she elbow him? Oh…. they were at a door. 
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camcorderrevival · 3 months ago
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to you, what's the difference between eleven/amy and twelve/clara? which one do you ship more and why? (i'm guessing the answer to the second is pretty obvious but i'm curious about your answer)
i think the biggest difference, beyond like narrative and theme, is that twelveclara gets more breathing room in the series. obviously youve got the relationship between clara and danny, and missy and twelve (and missy and clara to some extent), but twelveclara is very much given the centre stage. the viewer's attention is meant to be on them, the show is about them (for good reason). the other relationships function as ways to explore twelve and clara as separate characters, of course, but they also very much work emphasise the relationship between the two as well.
and like. elevenamy isnt some super niche relationship with no screentime or development. theyre the core of s5,6,7a just like twelveclara is the core s8&9. (and just like ninerose is the core s1, and tenmartha is the core of s3. whether you read them as romantic or platonic or whatever, the doctor & companion dynamics foster a kind of intimacy that keeps the show interesting and moving forward).
but you definitely more get the sense that, especially in s6, the dynamic is fighting for space with amyrory/elevenriver. the show gets stuck in a weird place where it is trying to convince the viewer that the satisfying conclusion for all of these characters is amyrory and elevenriver, but the story ends if amy really chooses rory in any meaningful way (and thats no good if youre trying to get two and bit series out of it). so youve got elevenamy which is the driving point of the narrative and somewhat more interesting/dynamic than amyrory, and amyrory which feels (to me) like a much more stuck, static point but the show really wants you to believe that its satisfying and interesting (without ever putting much effort into it, because that would detract too much from the core relationship). both relationships suffer from that weird balance that gets struck.
twelveclara does not face that same weirdness so the relationship gets more room to develop (or in their case devolve into a spiral of self-destruction and timeline altering) (yay).
beyond that difference in narrative space. i think both relationships deal with some similar themes (because they are the themes that haunt most of moffat's time as showrunner, and some of the episodes that he wrote for rtd). memory, stories, identity in the other.
but there are also quite different points. elevenamy takes on a more religious tone (especially in tgc + tgww). amy isnt doctorified to the same extent as clara, so the narrative surrounding identity in the other differs.
elevenamy basically imprint on each other as children and tie themselves around that point of connection, they cant help but deify each other (they r cathyheathcliff). doctorclara (because eleven's relevant in this for a little bit) are tied together by missy (fate. prophecy. your sometimes-ex who thinks you'd get on really well with this brunette woman whos got problems. insult/compliment??) and then progressively become more and more like each other till they have to be cosmically separated. and they want to be like each other because theyre obsessed with each other, of course, but also because they think that it'll give them more control over everything.
amy leaves the doctor because shes convinced he'll always leave her so she needs to stay with her safety blanket backup husband so she never ever has to be alone again (and she'll never ever be lonely little amelia pond again). clara leaves (not really) twelve because of the aforementioned cosmic separation.
amy puts the doctor in her childrens book. twelve puts clara in a song.
lastly, i will always bat for twelveclara whenever wherever. but theyre good. theyre well-written and they crash and burn so beautifully. there's not much to say. elevenamy is so interesting firstly because theyve lived in my brain forever im normal like that, secondly because the writing gets so awkward at points that there's hundreds and millions of things to say. so i love them very much sorry to twelveclara.
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your-soup-overlord · 7 months ago
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Snippet of Rockabye
I cannot focus on just one story at a time rip, but this is from the first chapter of a fic that i've been planning since before it's my party. Enjoy!
Danny Fenton was a normal kid. He loves the stars, mapping them out while he dreamed of rockets and ships that could take him up there. He was smart, able to keep up with his parents as they showed him how to build and create.
Danny Fenton had dreams, he had a family. An older sister, Jazz, who swore she would protect him from anything and everything the moment she first saw him in the hospital, their mother cradling Danny close as their father lifted her up and onto his hip.
Danny Fenton had a mother and father, both loving in their own way. Maddie Fenton, who taught her kids self defense, took them on adventures showed them how beautiful the words was. Jack Fenton taught his kids how to make his famous fudge, and tended to their wounds with gentle words and light touches.
Danny Fenton had it all, until he didn’t. A portal, his parent’s greatest project. Soon, nice family dinners turned into Jazz ordering takeout almost every day, and then to Danny learning how to kill reanimated foods. Family camping trips slowly stopped, and soon Danny had to be the one to take care of his parents. To make sure they ate, that they slept or even took breaks. Their work consumed them.
And then the portal failed. It failed and Danny hated it. The portal that took his parents away couldn’t even work, but the worst part was how defeated his parents looked. Danny hated the portal. Sam and Tucker, his best friends, wanted to see it.
The portal worked. Danny tripped on the exposed wire and hit the on button his parents put inside, and it opened on him. It was green, and Danny hurt as the electricity and ectoplasm killed him and then brought him back over and over again.
Danny Fenton became Danny Phantom.
Danny Fenton struggled, failing school and missing classes. Danny Phantom anguished, fighting ghosts and protecting them as he was thrown into a new world. Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom were one.
A true halfa, the balance between life and death. Danny didn’t want to be dead. But he learned. Danny learned about haunts, politics and ancients, and about cores. Danny learned all that the others knew, because unlike them he was not formed with the knowledge already.
Danny fought and he talked, he laughed and he cried. He told his friends of how ghosts fought to bond, or to test each other. He told Sam and Tucker, and then eventually Jazz, all he could. And he gained a Fraid. It started off with Sam and Tucker who were with him for his death, and then it moved to Jazz. They helped him with being human, like how Clockwork helped him with his cryptic sayings and ghost etiquette classes, and how Pandora mentored him in battle and strategies. His Fraid kept him safe from his parents  and the Ghost investigation ward who shot at him, who wanted to rip him apart and study him.
He remembers how his Fraid was there for him when he learnt of the trial by combat and how he was now the Ghost Prince. They were there for every fight and enemy, for when Dani was given to them and when Vlad took her away from them. Of how they hugged him as he shared the story of Dan.
Danny remembers learning about obsessions and the different types of cores. He remembers how excited he was when he told his Fraid of his dual obsessions, one space, the other protection, and of his ice core.
Danny lived and died. He was a ghost and human, dead and alive simultaneously. He may have loved and he may have hurt but Danny knows one thing for certain. Danny could feel. He was sentient, he felt pain, he had emotions and feelings.
Phantom is told it does not.
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Tim Drakes sleeping habits save the Earth
Part 9 Death is a punk Goth
Morrigan like her older brother always knew things Things she was suppose to know and things she was defiantly not suppose to know. It did help with her rambunctious Friends/ siblings that she was the one who always knew how a journey would end. Lazarus would start there journeys Clockwork could see where they would go, she would see the end of the journey and their friends/siblings of chose made the journey worth taking. I had save them all a lot of grief in the long run knowing which pitfalls to avoid especially if both she and her Brother told them not to do it. Vortex nine time out of ten did it any way the Crazy loon that he was took it as a challenge. It would not surprises Morrigan if the Yahoo became a deliquesce in her absents.
It was not until she had married Lazarus and became pregnant with her twins that she saw two different ending she was Death and death was an end and a new beginning. she could watch her babies grow up and have children of their own only for most of the Realms being destroyed or she could miss so much of their life and the would suffer but they would survive and some day maybe even be happy and the realms would flourish. She was the Phantom Queen in the end their really wasn't a choice.
Morrigan allowed herself to Fade into the realms of the Endless and with the realms of the Endless was her younger siblings Destiny, Dream (formerly Morpheus, succeeded by Daniel), Destruction ("The Prodigal"), Desire, Despair ,Delirium (formerly "Delight"). She knew that she needed to keep them safe and that one day she would take them into the infinite Realms to save the balance they all protected. It was hard watching her Children Grow up without her and watching the hardship all of her family went through. the only comfort she had was a small locket watch that Clockwork had given to her with its steady ticking she knew the day it died was the day that she could go home and it was a day she was Dreading.
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Danny hurt all over his head hurt his body hurt and even his hair hurt he could see some ghost that had gone missing a few days ago secured to a slab the Scientist. He was luck or unlucky that as a Ghost his voice and hands were not intermetal to communicating. They had Klemper his Blond hair was matted with his own ectoplasm he was missing one of his red eyes. Klemper Reached out to his aura to his king ‘Friend, King. no not you’
‘How? Missing, who else’
“Ambushed, Trap, Promus of Friend, Archer gone.’
Archer was one of Doras subjects he was just starting to be trusted to go out of the Dragon Kingdom Aragon had not treated his subjects well and his soldiers even worse. Jazz had given Dora resources to help, and they were finally started to heal and move forward. Danny allowed himself one moment to mourn his passing and focused back onto Klemper and any others that may be there.
‘Others?’
‘Yes Plaything, Rebreather others don’t Know 15 more’
Over 20 of his Subjects he knew some were missing in the living Realms and no one knew it was that many and there was no telling how many others had faded like Archur. It was as if his core was a glacier, and it was starting to melt and Crumble at the thought of some many of his subjects he couldn’t save couldn’t PROTECT. His Fight had discovered that he had a Dule obsession Space and the protections of all that was in it the fact that his people were suffering, and he couldn’t protect them was painful. ‘Stay strong, will get you all out, help will come.’ Klemper just projected a string of emotions that Danny didn’t catch.
Klemper was a little over 100 years old he had Died during WWI Due to Mustard gas he knew that the young king was just Trying to protect him in any way he can. He had been with the GIW too long and he would not last the rest of the day. Already he could feel his core starting to dissolve but, the thought was nice almost like a Friend trying to comfort you. At least this time he would not die alone with out a friend or as near a Friend as a ghost enemy can get. ‘Sorry king, to late, to late, much to late thank you not alone friend.’
Danny watched in horror as Klemper seemed to shimmer a bit then he started to dissolve leaving bits of snow as he became less and less. Danny screamed as much as he could with his muzzle and restraints. He’s chest Rumbled shaking the table he had been strapped to and that Rumble started to shake the building as well. There was shouting in the halls outside the room, but Danny didn’t hear, nor did he care one of his had faded right in front of him and he could do nothing. Klemper was a little annoying, but he didn’t deserve this, none of them did.
Finally, Agent O burst in the room while he was trying to cover his ears as much as possible. Agent O glared at Danny shouting at him to shut up, but Danny could not hear him over the sounds of his own muffled screams. He had had enough and kicked the Button on the side of Danny’s table, shocking Danny into oblivion. Agent O, pleased with how he was able to take out the Ghost Scum was happy that despite that little hiccup everything was going smoothly.
This, all the GIW later find out, would be proven false because The Batfam and the JL were on the case Clark had heard the scream and told batman which Direction it was coming from. The Bats were able to find the tremors from the scream and pinpoint where Danny was they alerted everyone and everyone was ready for a throwdown.
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