#c: ember mclain

[musedriven]

rising star of crime. MHA AU; young popstar by day, villainous siren by night. i don't have too much fully fleshed out yet but heres some quick lil notes while i try to figure it out more.

her quirk and villain name is Siren. her quirk allows her to hypnotize people who hear her song; it only lasts so long as she is singing though. i'm thinking about having it tie into the guitar too but i'm not exactly sure how. i'm also thinking she has to actively be thinking about what she wants them to do while she sings. recordings are similar; she has to have the intent when she is making the recording. she can't change the intent after she records it and any copy of that song keeps the original intention in it. most of the time she makes her intention 'share my name'.

she is part of the paranomal liberation group. not 100% sure the details of how she joined them; but they support her and helped get her in the door to be an idol. she does odd jobs for them when asked with minimal questions. she's pretty lowscale on the crimes she does though. she's got a reputation to uphold after all.

somehow I wanna throw in fire and probably something with the cheating boyfriend.. not sure how yet but she was the culprit. probably set her ex's house ablaze. made it look like an accident but it was probably quite a few signs she was involved in some way.

i feel like making her relatively small scale on the fame charts? mostly unknown but has a devout group of fans she calls her 'little flames'.

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At this point this is barely more than a doodle but, alive!Ember headcanons

I hc that she had lots of curly blonde Disney princess hair and big brown eyes and she absolutely hated both of these traits. Her aesthetic would have been somewhere between goth and like, proto-grunge. She's not a fire-themed ghost because she died in a fire, though she did, she's a fire-themed ghost because her other hobby besides music was arson. I imagine her being in high school in the very late 70s to early 80s - she would have died when Jack and Maddie were in undergrad - because that's when Siouxsie and the Banshees were big and her eyeliner is very Siouxsie imo. I also hc that Ann Wilson of Heart was her bi awakening.

My Ember is very, very auDHD. Her special interest is music, but like me she has "hyperfixate on ALL the things!" disease so she's not just into the playing and listening to music, she's also a huge geek about the audio tech side of things, and music history, and she can't be left alone with an instrument or she will try to play it even if she doesn't know how, and she's probably experimented with building her own instruments and recording gear. With her sensory differences, she can hear all sorts of shit that nobody else hears, and depending on the fic I do take this in a supernatural direction; sometimes she hears ghosts and shit even before she becomes a ghost herself.

So we've got a socially awkward child who hears things other kids can't hear and likes to set things on fire because it looks pretty and the crackling sound is a good stim. In the late 70s and early 80s. AKA... right when the Satanic Panic kicks off! I hc that she grew up in one of those judgemental small towns where everybody is all up in everybody's business, and about 60% of the other people in her town were convinced that either A) she was possessed by a demon, B) she straight up was a demon, or C) she was gonna be a serial killer when she grew up.

Enter Ember's biggest defender, her mom, the weirdest church lady. Mama McLain is inspired by two things: my own family history of southern folk magic, and the line in Hadestown that says "you might say [Orpheus] was touched... because he was touched by the gods themselves!". Mama McLain acknowledges that her daughter is a bit touched in the head, but she insists she's touched in the head by God/Jesus/Saint Gabriel, so mind your own biscuits. This is the kind of woman who whips out a dowsing rod when the neighbors need to build a new well, so she never blinked an eye about Ember claiming to be able to hear the trees growing if she held her breath, and if she's still alive she's perfectly aware that Ember is a ghost and keeps in touch with her accordingly. My mental image of Ember's dad is less firm, I imagine he's a long-haul truck driver and also very, very autistic (hence why being alone on the road so much doesn't make him crazy), so he thinks his daughter's eccentricities are Just Fine, Thank You. Father-Daughter Bonding Time consisted of Papa McLain tinkering on his truck while Ember tinkered with her record player and neither of them spoke to each other.

I know that ghost!Ember canonically has green eyes, but for some reason whenever I draw her I want to give her lavender eyes, so I did.

[waterfire1848]

Desiree: Danny Phantom, we thought you had left.

Danny: Sorry to disappoint. We were undercover.

Kitty: We?

[ Dani appears next to him. ]

Johnny: Is that a child?!?

Danny: Let’s dance.

Technus: How exactly do you plan on-

Danny: Dani!

[ Dani attacks Technus. ]

Skulker: Be careful! Having her has only made him stronger and more unstable.

Danny: You all should have called for backup.

Ember: We should have called child protective services.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Okay so I mentioned on 2 ppl not family alive where aware Fenton and Phantom where the same person.

I was thinking Valerie and Wes.

(Yes most of Casper High is implied to be dead now.)

So Wes is working at the Daily Planet and Clark and Lois are busy so he's been sent to interview Bruce Wayne.

Bruce is just thankful that the kid interviewing him isn't star struck. Right up until Danny and Tim walk into the room and Bruce finds out that Wes and Danny are from the same home town.

Danny: Wes! What are you doing here?

Wes: I'm here for an interview for the Daily Planet. I'm more surprised that you're here considering. *Glances at Bruce.*

Danny: Of course you figured it out.

Wes: Yeah. I'm sorry about that.

Danny: It's not your fault you know.

Wes: Maybe. I just wish I'd thought things through more. We got lucky with how your parents handled it and it still blew up in our faces because of the GIW.

Wes: Speaking of which think Jazz would be willing to Bind me?

Danny: You sure?

Wes: Yeah. Potentially for the Bats. *Glances at Bruce again.* Definitely for the Supers.

Danny: Can't say I'm surprised with the way you've been flirting with new Superman. Like watching the original with Lois Lane all over again.

Wes: *Blushes.* Shut up Danny.

Tim: Wait is he?

Danny: Yeah him and Val. How is she by the way.

Wes: Making a name for herself in Central City Police Department. Ready to kill the Flash. Got a girlfriend now to.

Danny: Really?

Wes: Yeah, her and Ember are surprisingly good for each other.

Danny:

Danny: Ember Ember?

Wes: Ember Ember.

Danny: No way.

Wes: Right! I said the same thing. But they're good together.

Forget the interview. Something is up and his son obviously has some idea. Bruce has a lot of his own questions now.

--

Everyone's Ages

Dan/Barbara - 32

Dick - 30

Cass - 27

Jason - 26

Tim/Steph - 23

Jazz - 22

Danny/Duke/Jon/Val/Wes - 21

Ellie/Damian - 18

The people of Gotham could do nothing but watch in horror as the Joker killed Dr. Fenton on live TV. The doctor had moved to Gotham a little over a year ago and quickly made a name for himself by setting up clinics and shelters in the seedier parts of the city. Many had warned him of the dangers, of the criminals that would potentially target him but he didn't listen. He continued his work and soon wormed his way into the hearts of many. That's why he made a great target for the Crown Prince of Crime. Because his death would be absolutely devastating.

And it was, until someone pointed out that the good doctor seemed to be twitching behind the Joker as his gloated to the camera. That twitching soon because full on squirming and the citizens could only watch in shocked curiosity as Dr. Fenton eventually twisted out of his restraints. Then he bent down to pick up a metal pipe lying on the ground and crept towards the Joker. Understandably, many were terrified. Why wasn't the doctor using this chance to get away? People began screaming at the screens for him to escape but he just got closer. Finally he was right behind his captor and brought the pipe over his head. In one fell swoop he brought the pipe down with a satisfying crack that all could hear.

"I usually keep pretty strictly to my hippocratic oath," Dr. Fenton said. "But for you, I'm willing to make an exception."

He then proceeded to drag the Joker out of frame by the collar. The live feed ended soon after. Later, when the police arrived. Dr. Fenton was found causally sitting on some steps outside the warehouse. As they got closer, they realized the steps were actually the Joker, alive albeit barely.

[jl-artsandcreations]

Yeet

[uzuuzuking]

tagged by @mslyramalfoy thank you!

Rules : spell out your url using song titles. then, tag as many people as there are letters in your url.

a - american idiot by green day

c - cha cha slide by dj casper

e - everybody (backstreet’s back) by the backstreet boys

v - viora by reol (it’s track 13 on this preview of her sigma album from 2016! i bought her whole album back then to support her~)

e - evacuate the dancefloor by cascada

r - remember by robbyn kirmsse (aka ember mclain!!)

i - it’s gonna be me by nsync

a - alone by heart

i feel like these all say something about me but idk what 😂 tagging @orionthechaotic @rockmarina @drarryruinedme7 @pauleonotis @tsauergrass @cibeewastaken @chemicalsolus (if you want! no pressure!)

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Ember saw them and was like "oh they're smart stupid".

And immediately delivered the message that the King's new dad was just as much fun to mess with as the last one but had less chance of bodily harm.

Meanwhile the BatFam has started placing bets on the next thing these idiots will say on Com.

clockwork: *shows up with no warning*

cw: here's a list of tutors for his majesty

cw: *disappears after patting danny and elle on their heads*

jason: his fucking WHAT ??

Baby Danny: I beated up bad King now I prince.

Jason: WHAT?

Elle: *baby babbles*

Baby Danny: yesth!

Jason: *crisis* *Looks at paper* Okay, so TIM is on this. Alright, alright... how do I convince him to help?

Babs: *over coms* well, you accidentally left your coms on so all of us know.

Jason: ... oh.

[melanshi]

Flash Freeze

*shows up 14 days after my last Dannymay thing with Dunkin’* sup

Day Two- Ice/Fire

Characters: Danny Fenton, Ember McLain, Mr. Lancer, Sam Manson, and Tucker Foley

Notes: Brief swearing

“You’re sick.”

“No, I’m fine.”

“Nah. You’re sick.”

“I’m fine.”

“God, you’re such a nitwit,” Ember said with a scowl. “Face it, Phantom. Healthy ghosts don’t freeze entire sidewalks when they sneeze.”

“I did that on purpose!” Danny insisted.

“Oh really... why...”

He looked around frantically. “Because...” There was a group of firefighters trying to melt the ice patch on a sidewalk. “Because...” Across the street, a woman was trying to coax her dog, who looked terrified, off another patch of ice. “Because...” There was a group of children ice skating and laughing near the woman with the dog. Aha! 

“I’m waiting...” Ember said, tapping her foot impatiently. 

“I froze the sidewalk on purpose so the kids of this town could have a little fun!” Danny gave a heroic grin to try to solidify his lie but Ember simply raised an eyebrow.

“We were in the middle of a fight.”

“Uh-huh.”

“And you decided to freeze the sidewalk.”

“Yup.”

“So some snotty brats could have some winter fun in June.”

“Well, I wouldn’t call them ‘snotty brats’, but yeah.”

She stared at him for a while longer before bursting out laughing. “Phantom, my cousin could lie better than that when he was three!”

Danny groaned. He was not sick. Ghosts didn’t get sick. It wasn’t possible.

Eventually, Ember’s laughter died down and she wiped a tear from her eye. “Hoo boy, Phantom. You kill me. Again. Haven’t laughed that hard since ‘79.” Her face turned serious. “But seriously though. You might wanna go see a doctor. And by that I mean a ghost doctor.”

Danny scoffed. “Shut up. I’m not sick.” As if nature decided to prove him wrong, he sneezed then and the light post behind him froze solid.

When he looked at her again, Ember had a told-you-so-look on her face that made him want to punch her. 

“I’m not sick,” he insisted.

“Keep telling yourself that, babycake.” She snorted.

“Shut up and let me thermos you.”

She raised her hands in surrender. “No need, Phantom. I’ll go back to the Ghost Zone willingly.”

He sneezed again, freezing half of a nearby apartment building. “Wait, really?” he asked, rubbing his nose.

“Of course.”

“Why?”

Ember grinned. She leaned in and whispered, “I don’t fight the ill.”

Phantom’s angry screams could be heard across the town.

The door slammed shut in Lancer’s 1st period chemistry class, attracting the attention of every student in the room. 

“Late again, Mr. Fenton, aren’t we?” Lancer said. He turned to the late student and froze. “Fever 1793, Mr. Fenton! What happened to you?”

Danny was barely standing, supporting himself on the doorway. He was eerily pale, which seemed to bring out his icy eyes even more than usual. His hair hung even messier than normal in his face and was tinged with a white power, which some of the students sitting in the front row swore was snow. His eyelashes had traces of frost clinging to them and his lips were tinged blue. He was even shivering, which was extremely abnormal for Danny Fenton, who wore t-shirts and shorts in 3-foot deep snow with no issue.

He gave a weak smile. “What d-do you m-m-mean? ‘M fine.”

“I would recommend you a trip to the nurse, Mr. Fenton.”

Danny waved a hand and nearly fell over. “Nah. ‘M fine. I s-s-swear.”

“Mr. Fenton--”

“I’m. Fine. Sir.”

The room was silent for a second, half in shock at how horrible Danny looked and the other half in shock that he talked back to Lancer in that tone. 

Eventually, Mr. Lancer sighed. “Fine, Mr. Fenton. Take your seat.”

Danny looked relieved. “T-thank you, Mr. L-lancer. Oh, um. I have a p-p-pass this t-time.” He handed the late pass to him and stumbled over to his seat next to Tucker and Sam.

“Dude,” Tucker said, almost immediately. “You look like you got locked in the freezer for an entire day.”

“Screw that,” Sam added. “Danny, you look like shit. Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, of c-c-course.” He tried to sound upbeat but it wasn’t convincing enough.

“Danny, I think you’re si--”

“I’m. Not. Sick.” In a lower voice, he added, “B-besides, with the exception of like the c-c-common cold, I can’t get sick. Not p-p-possible. The ghost part of my DNA doesn’t allow it.” 

“Are you sure there’s not, like, ghost diseases?” Tucker asked. 

The concept and the thought of it crossed Danny’s mind briefly. Maybe he was sick. Maybe he was susceptible to ghost diseases. 

No. No. NO. He was not sick. Ghosts don’t get sick.

He shrugged and, out loud, simply said, “If t-there was, I would have h-heard about them by now. Now, what are we doing t-t-today?”

“Combustion reactions,” Sam said, worry evident in her voice. “Tuck and I set most of it up already. We were just about to start actually.”

“Yeah, dude. Get your goggles on. Lab safety’s important,” Tucker added.

Sam scoffed as she lit a match. “You’d think you would know that.” Louder she said, “Tucker, please turn on the gas.”

“No problem.”

“Hey!” Danny said when what she said registered in his totally not sick head. “In my d-defense, I was wearing a lab s-suit.”

“Oh yeah?” She lit the Bunsen burner and blew out the match before looking him up and down. “Didn’t prevent much.”

He was about to respond when his nose started to itch. Oh no. Ohnononononono. Not here. Not now. Vaguely, he acknowledged that Sam and Tuck had continued on with the reaction and were talking with each other. Nononono. He needed to focus on not sneezing. He needed to--

“Ahchooo!” 

In the midst of his distraction, he sneezed and nearly collapsed from the force of it. Horrified, he thought of his fight with Ember the day prior. If a tiny sneeze could freeze half a building, what could a larger sneeze do?

He got his answer when he looked up to see Sam and Tucker frozen in place. Literally. Actually, a look past them proved that everyone was the same, frozen exactly as they had been in ice. 

He walked up to the front (or skated to be more accurate) and looked at Lancer, frozen in place while grading tests.

“I...I m-may be a l-l-l-little s-s-sick.”

[wesaytron]

EMBER FROM DANNY PHANTOM'S LAST NAME IS MCLAIN

Can y'all imagine Lance's ember phase after he hears about this? Lance in total ember make up and blue flame tips (probably): Oh yeah, Ember? We're toOoootally related. I remember when my Aunt bought her her first guitar for christmas... Hunk innocently asks why he's never seen her arround before, he's met lots of Lance's cousins. He wants to meet Ember too. Hunk also asks if Lance could get him her autograph. Pidge is the one who points out Ember spells her name with one C, while Lance spells his with two, calling his bluff.

[musedriven]

what if i just... gave ember a few new verses. like dnangel and mha. and what if I also gave danny a mha verse.

[musedriven]

@thcrnmade​  memed // 👤

“ seriously? you hunt down dragons? aren’t those a myth? “ then again, ghosts weren’t supposed to be real either. 

[musedriven]

ANON memed //  Anon walks up to Ember singing to the tune of Remember: Their lives, go on without you! Your life? Just full of pain. And they all? They all still doubt you, They all forgot your name!

“ aw, how cute! someone is trying to make a remix of my hit single. so much for people not remembering me if you’re still singing my tune. “ she snarks. but she had to admit, the lyrics did sting a little. not that she’d admit it out loud though. besides, she spent too long listening to hecklers and doubters when she was alive. and Penelope was helping her get over some of her doubt issues. “ so what if my life is full of pain, my afterlife has been pretty great all things considered. they doubted me and time may have forgotten me, but those that matter keep singing my songs. in a way i’m still around if you know how to look for me. my life, a burning flame... I wasn’t kidding about that. i’m a burning flame. i might dim but i’ll always burn. “ 

[musedriven]

ANON said //   Hey Ember! I would be pleasantly interested to know what your detailful Thoughts on the Songs called Cult of Personality by Living Colour, Devil's Sky by J.D. Spears, Retro Prelude/Battle Cry by Little V, Shot'Em by [Q]BRICK, HDBNG Club(El Phantasmo Theme), Last Chance Saloon by Yonosuke Kitamura & This Fire Burns by Killswitch Engage are? My second Question is what your honest Opinion on the Bullet Club Logo is? 😃

“ hey there little flame, always happy to answer a fan’s questions. I don’t get a lot of time to listen to more modern music, well, modern-ish. anything past the 1970s is modern to me. but Cult of Personality is absolutely a song I wanna make a cover of! it’s got everything i’m about! Devil’s Sky has a pretty nice riff to it. it would definately make a great opening to a gig, but for a main course? no way. Prelude’s got the same deal. a pretty decent riff and a fun chorus but not sure I care for the message. El Phantasmo? can’t say i’m a fan. don’t really like that techno stuff. nothing personal though, the artists that do that can be way talented rockers just ain’t my style. don’t really know the rest of those though. I’ll give them a listen next time I take a pause in my tour. “

“ as to your other question, not really a big fan of it. I fought against wars and rebelled against unneeded fighting. Skulker seems to like them though but personally I’m not a huge fan of wrestling or their stupid army logo. “ 

[musedriven]

ember tag dump! 

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Honestly I'm more into the JayTim and Tim being jealous of how well GW and Jason get along but like.

I could absolutely see Jason and GW.

clockwork: *shows up with no warning*

cw: here's a list of tutors for his majesty

cw: *disappears after patting danny and elle on their heads*

jason: his fucking WHAT ??

Baby Danny: I beated up bad King now I prince.

Jason: WHAT?

Elle: *baby babbles*

Baby Danny: yesth!

Jason: *crisis* *Looks at paper* Okay, so TIM is on this. Alright, alright... how do I convince him to help?

Babs: *over coms* well, you accidentally left your coms on so all of us know.

Jason: ... oh.

[bee-a-garbage-shipper]

Honestly I can see Jason making friends with Johnny 13, Kitty and Ember when they aren't making him embarrass himself in front of Tim and his family.

clockwork: *shows up with no warning*

cw: here's a list of tutors for his majesty

cw: *disappears after patting danny and elle on their heads*

jason: his fucking WHAT ??

Baby Danny: I beated up bad King now I prince.

Jason: WHAT?

Elle: *baby babbles*

Baby Danny: yesth!

Jason: *crisis* *Looks at paper* Okay, so TIM is on this. Alright, alright... how do I convince him to help?

Babs: *over coms* well, you accidentally left your coms on so all of us know.

Jason: ... oh.