#dp darkages

[radiance1]

There was a boy walking towards the invading army.

There was a civilian child walking towards the invading army from the infinite realms lead by their tyrannical ruler. The Justice League tried to stop force their way through, save the boy.

Instead of that, however, they were blocked by multiple ghosts, all hellbent on not leaving them alone. Superman tried to get close to the kid? Piles upon piles of ghosts knocked him back. Wonder Woman? The same thing happened.

The thing was, that wasn't even the ground army who did it. But the ones in the sky.

So the kid was walking towards an entire army by himself. One hellbent on taking over Earth and have no qualms about ending the short life of a human boy.

Instead of watching a child die, a life they failed to save. Something else happened.

The army parted for him.

Just as Moses parted the Red Sea, the same happened with the ghosts. They made a clear-cut line for him to walk straight towards their king with no obstacle, even clearing the way of anything that could pose as one.

Again, the Justice League tried to go down to drag the boy away, only to again be denied by the ghosts flying through the sky. Only to stop chasing as soon as they retreated a certain distance.

The ghosts stood still, and only moved as they got close, unlike their previous acts of causing havoc and mayhem. So, the Justice League, as much as they didn't want too, stood still and watched.

The boy stood at a stop before the king, painfully tiny in comparison to the massive ghostly tyrant standing before him with his arms crossed.

"Yo, dad." The boy said, and the Justice League froze in shock.

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"Yo, dad." Danny lifted a hand up in greeting, before dropping that hand to rub at his neck. "Funny seeing you here, I guess."

"Phantom..." Pariah Dark's voice was soft yet booming and seemed to echo throughout the battlefield. "We meet once again on the field of battle, come to challenge me again, little one? Without your armor, no less?" Pariah tilted his head to the side slightly, questioning.

"Oh that? Yea that got destroyed ages ago," Danny shrugged, as if not having it didn't bother him at all. "Parents couldn't exactly, you know, finish it. Plus, they had other things to work on, so they just decided to scrap the thing altogether." He put his hands in his pockets and shrugged again. "So, yea..."

Pariah looked the boy over, his eyes hardening and he clicked his tongue at what he saw.

"You come here, not with armor," Pariah began, strength in his voice and a fire (literally) in his eyes. "Nor a weapon, or a shield, and no allies of any kind-"

"Well those guys are there" Danny pointed behind him, straight at the Justice League.

"-Walk up to a hostile force with no gauge of their strength." But Pariah just barreled on as if the Justice League were an afterthought. "And face their leader and do not expect to come to harm!?" The Ghost King scowled, and the Justice League tensed.

But just tilted his head slightly. "Well, are you going to harm me?" He asked.

Pariah Dark blinked, then whispered. "I could, child. I could kill you." He put a strong emphasis on the word kill.

"You could," Danny nodded. "But are you going to hurt me?"

The Ghost King remained silent, but his gaze intensified.

Danny shrugged, this time with a smile. "See? You wouldn't hurt me so it's fine. Ya big softie."

Pariah's scowl intensified. "I am not soft, child."

"Oh really?" Danny leaned forward and his smile took on a more playful edge. "Then what's you're reason for visiting Earth, hmmmm?"

"To wage war and fight against this world's mightiest heroes." The Ghost King answered quickly.

"Annnnnnnd?"

The king remained silent for a moment and Danny stepped forwards before he face planted onto concrete. "C'mon, dad. Tell me the other reason you came here." Danny crossed his arms, mimicking the Ghost King's pose.

They stared each other in the eyes for a moment, before Pariah looked off the side with green dusting his cheeks. "You have not visited in 50 years, son..." He whispered, but everyone heard it.

"Hah! Knew you missed me!" Danny said shamelessly with a satisfied and smug smile.

"And your father forced me out of the realms because I upset him." Small embers started igniting themselves on the tips of the king's hair.

Silence echoed over the battlefield, before Danny burst out laughing. Pariah Dark's hair fully exploded into green fire as he reached a hand to cover his face. "Of course, alongside the shameless and cheekiness, you get Clockwork's sense of humor as well..."

The Ghost King, at least this very moment, seemed more and more like a tired dad than some fearsome, tyrannical Ghost King.

[natsu-kage]

So, I've been thinking about how another of people headcannon Clockwork is the ghost of Kronos. It is, in my opinion, a top-tier headcannon. I would like to offer a twist on this.

Clockwork is the time aspect of Kronos, and Pariah Dark is Kronos' aspect of power/kingship. After all, Kronos wasn't only the Titan of time but their leader. From him and his wife, the original Olympian Gods were born.

Now, I personally like Darkages, which you could write this for. But I also like the idea that they are linked and equally powerful. Pariah wouldn't be able to force the other facial half of himself to work with him. But the alone Clockwork is the same. It might make a betrayal of working with other acients, who may also be the soul of Titans, help Clockwork take done the deranged part of himself that thought it was good idea to eat his kids.

And like I alluded to, the other ancients could also be connected to the Titans. Vortex and Overgrowth are obvious. Nocturne and Frostbite, I'm unsure of. Pandora was the first human woman in Greek myth, but she is not always classes as an ancient in fics, very powerful, though.

Interested in what others think about this.

[ei-w]

the shroud falls and gimmicks unveil (4503 words) by ei_w Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Danny Phantom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Clockwork/Pariah Dark Characters: Pariah Dark, Clockwork (Danny Phantom), Sojourn (Danny Phantom), Observants (referred) Additional Tags: Phic Phight (Danny Phantom), Time Travel, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Shapeshifting, Ghost Hybrids, Attempted Murder, is this actual murder in case of ghost hybrids...?, Time Shenanigans, Angst and Feels, technically angst multiplied, and a lot of hurt with no comfort, No Beta We Die Like My Capability Of Proper Tagging, there are some heavy stuffs referred - you were warned Series: Part 8 of lost time Summary:

Based on: Pariah Dark has spent time in the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep before. Last time, he plotted his revenge. This time... Maybe he should think about things a little differently, now. (ectoblastfromthepast's prompt)

[kawaiijohn]

another night in the Invisobang discord.  Pariah dark needs a new design, and he deserves to look like the whore (affectionate) he is.

[mymadmedleyw]

Based on @sailor-toni ‘s ‘Phandom Author Introduction‘

“I want to meet more Phandom authors/writers so I made this introduction form for people to use. Once you're done reading make your own and tag me in it.”

(also @pennerjones tagged me in it, so I am doing this finally... :D)

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Name: Allison or Alice

Cat or dog person: I tolerate(d) only my pets - but actually I think I am neither

Favorite Fic from the Phandom: Deliverance from @thelightningstreak

Favorite character from the show: depends, but I think my all-time favourite free-time activity is to explore Dan - I do not talk about that episode though, I hate it as much as I love it, blame the poor logic in that

Favorite genre to write: Angst (seriously I can’t even do Fluff without Angst)

Current Wips: huh... (I’ll write some as series, because it is easier that way)

- What The Past Holds (only the epilogue is missing; Dan-redemption focused)

- Green and Gold (series; in what Dan and Dani, as siblings, are trying to start living a normal life)

- fate written in the sky (series; DarkAges story, ‘Human’ AU - in a way no one would have imagined anyone would write them - fyi: I do)

- My daughter, my perfect base (multi-chaptered work; I’m adding it here because I am considering to continue working on it again; Dani’s creation)

- Lightness of Dark (soon... DarkGray once it’ll be)

- death and death again, clockwise (Human AU, entirely else intake on DA or on DP world, hard to define)

Link the story you are the proudest of: WTPH (even though, it requires a bit of editing but that’s my child, growing up to so big by now...)

Share a small part of that story: (I couldn’t choose from WTPH, so then instead, here is a snippet from my InvisoBang story - Down The Rabbit Hole)

“How… how did she get down here?” Mom stuttered a minute later like a stuck-in cassette tape, looking like she had seen a ghost.

Dad slightly lifted his head, clicking some buttons and cautiously checking the swirling in the wall after each movement – as if refusing to take his eyes off it, fearing to miss its reaction. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, voice rough with anger and frustration.

“But…” Mom stammered, and then her vision shifted toward the green water in the wall, consciousness returning to her expressions. She awed, gaped. “It’s sentient… The other realm is sentient, and it’s reactive to nearing...”

“Madeline!” Dad’s warning reached the woman before she could have made a step ahead.

Even if her father stopped her mother, it couldn’t cease the reeling in Dani’s mind. She stared at the greenness a few feet away from her. It moved in a stir. The vibrant colour shades like tendrils shifted into the other in a scale, from the brightest translucence to the darkest emerald. She felt the longer she looked at it, the more her eyes reflected the colour, and in response, the more the hues changed their ways and slipped toward her.

Dani had no idea what her Mom had meant by “reactive”, but she didn’t wish to figure it out. Slipping her legs on the floor, Dani tried to get away – even though it seemed impossible and her mind deeply blended into the sight of the dizzying view.

Something, like a sick siren song, told her that it was a part of her and that she belonged inside. The more Dani forced her mind to get away, the more it shrieked at her growing distance, inch by inch. Dani wondered whether she even managed to move away from it or instead, towards it.

It was a mad game – Dani could at least grasp that – like trying to escape from the inevitable. She felt weightless against it, light-headed like after having her blood drawn…

No – she internally shook her head – for real, she felt every cell in her body (if it was possible to describe such a thing), floaty and lightweight. Scared, Dani looked at herself, confused, mind skipping the next thought at the sight that her fingers seemed to glow.

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Tag your Favorite authors in the Phandom: beyond the ones who were already tagged by others (and beyond the author of my favourite collection-writer, I’m adding here the ones whose fics I really enjoy reading) @dp-marvel94 @skellagirl @jadenoryuu @danny-phantom-writings @mistical52 @asjjohnson

[keycomicbooks]

#DarkAges #1 (2021) #IbanCoello Cover & Pencils, #TomTaylor Story, 1st Appearance of #Unmaker Peter Parker narrates to his unseen campfire audience as an older Spider-Man, recounting the events from the day the world went dark.  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09FQDLNBC?ref=myi_title_dp

[mymadmedleyw]

Thanks for tagging!

The last time I was tagged by it - lately - I was troubled because I wasn't really working an anything, except some editing. Right now, I can't state for sure I have something but maybe I do...

(I'm officially on break but of course I can't control my mind...)

What The Last Holds [editing + last two chapters]

(Technically that's why I am on break, not much is missing from finishing it but at the meantime I've started to edit it and it drained me out - not even talking about the content of the last two piece...)

Green and Gold [numerous ideas...]

(There is a part that I surely want to write, called 'Berserk', among other things, but unfortunately every idea requires more than one chapters, so it is on pause too - once to come to back when I rested my mind a little)

...and finally my latest love

fate written in the sky - series [on-going?]

surprisingly it is a darkages one - or once it will be - you can't see yet how but believe me it is, we are only at the beginning of it, athmosphere is set and soon interesting stuffs will draw out a picture which then will make things sort of clear; part of Heart AU

and even if I am on forced writers' break, my mind can't leave behind this story so probably breaking through supposed mental break, you might see me once or twice post to that in the near future

I'm not sure who to tag, because as far as I know most people yet working on their BigBang story to finish. But in case of anyone wants to share their wips, feel free to share it with us.

Also, I tag @dp-marvel94 because last time I couldn't answer for this ask for you and when you finish with Bang story I'm curious what you plan. :)

Thanks for the tag, @ectoplasmicsoda!

Had to trawl my Drive and my art folder for this bc I keep the art WIPs and the writing WIPs in separate places lol

+ Dan/CW/Knight + R.D.R.2 AU + R.D.R.2AU Bitterly Broken + Many Clockworks + 2022-07-21 12h18_46 + dp_rd.r.2au_portraits + dp_darkages_fight + dp_vlad_ghostking + dp_badger + dp_dan_rd.r.2au_hanging

I'll tag in @ohnomybreadsticks and @pennerjones, if you want to be tagged!

[lucidnap]

Some fan art of necromancer Val Kurov and The Goddess Eris from “Dark Agents: Violet and The Trial of Trauma” the first book in a graphic novel series by @drjaninascarletofficial and illustrated by @eggdropramen I highly recommend this book! It really spoke to me, and I think it might have something to say to you too! Check it out! Dark Agents, Book One: Violet and the Trial of Trauma https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07B8ZT51T/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_api_i_2MRCEb3D32P1K #comics #fanart #darkagents #psychology #necromancer #goddess #goddessworship #fanart #witchkiller #digitalpainting #art #artistsoninstagram #drawthisinyourstylechallenge #digitalart #villain #badguy #artist #artoftheday #sacred #evil #villains #lucidnapproductions #eggdropramenstudio #superherotherapy #ptsd #ptsdawareness #healing #healingjourney (at Vista, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/B95RgnPJCdb/?igshid=tuuk60skz7rq

[radiance1]

I've been having a thunk about Pariah Dark.

Specifically, the hc about how he loves horses that goes hand to hand in my farmer au.

Then I thought about mlp and.

Well.

Alicorn Pariah Dark.

Not literally, of course, he just takes the form of one because he loves horses, has seen both a unicorn and pegasus and decided to combine the two.

Hence results in Alicorn Pariah Dark.

Well, that's after being pardoned from his eternal rest for being a war spirit who did too much basically. Why was he excused? Because he had a change of heart, realizing the error of his ways and that forcefully unifying the Zone for a war against humanity under his tyrannical ruling was wrong?

No, not really.

Instead the Ancient of Time vouched for him, and because he's well, Time (and one of the ogs) he held a lot of sway. Enough for everyone else to take it into consideration.

Not everyone was pleased with it, but they had to shut up since Clockwork said he would take personal responsibility if Pariah decided to do too much again.

And, well. It is the Ancient of Time you know? A being that not even Pariah Dark tried in his goal to wage war against humanity, and who just left him alone for most of his conquest and only requested verbally for Clockwork to join him instead of trying physically with force?

They already know there was a reason for that, and so they take Time's word for it.

Pariah Dark, freed from eternal rest and monitored personally by time itself, decided to form himself into an alicorn (unknowingly) in an attempt at it being a disguise.

Clockwork is also an alicorn, because why the hell not.

And before you say anything, nobody told Danny that the ghost king was released from eternal rest and that Clockwork was personally monitoring said ghost king, so he's left outta the loop.

Then they (really Pariah mostly) decided to bugger off to another dimension, that dimension being that of DC. Pariah decided to mostly keep to himself and not interact with any kind of civilization. He decided to stay in a random forest in a certain area he hid with magic, obviously Clockwork came along as well.

Clockwork decided to fill his 'friend' in on all that he had missed, both in the human realm and the ghost realm because of his long absence in eternal rest.

Which would take a long, long time if he included every single little detail.

It has been eons since he last heard his beloved's voice, and it wasn't like he had anything to or had the risk of old age thanks to his immortality.

So, he had time to simply sit and listen as Clockwork recounted everything that happened after his sealing.

A while later, after countless tales they were interrupted. Pariah was prepared for a fight, while Clockwork was content to just stay behind and watch. However, contrary to both of their expectations (Clockwork isn't constantly watching the timestream here, since he left his lair) it wasn't an enemy of any great magical might.

But a human child.

Said Human child was Billy, who got separated and lost from his group during their school field trip and managed to stumble upon the barrier erected by Pariah Dark, not that he knew that.

He was warned by Solomon that the barrier was constructed by someone powerful, and if he went in to be wary of any attacks. Billy does go in after a moment's thought, his curiosity got the better of him and if it came to blows, he was prepared to turn into Shazam at any moment.

Then he met Alicorns.

Who he thought was only real in comic books, even Solomon can't tell him everything about the two beings in front of him, as Alicorns are very, very rare beings and he urged Billy to be careful and wary of the two in front of him.

Fortunately for Billy, the aggressive one backed down, seemingly bewildered by Billy. Which makes sense, really, he is a kid who just stepped through a magical barrier that was probably supposed to keep others out.

So, he tries to make friends rather than enemies here.

[radiance1]

Clockwork: Sorry, but my heart belongs to someone else.

Clockwork stares straight at Pariah Dark.

Pariah Dark: Hm?

Pariah Dark then starts looking around, before hesitantly pointing a finger at himself, to which Clockwork nods.

Pariah Dark:

[radiance1]

Danny is so, oh so very tired about the amount of marriage proposals that popped up in front of him. Not even a day past his announcement as Crown prince either.

He's thankful that neither of his four parents are pushing him towards accepting it, but it's everyone (besides his friends of course) else who either try and subtly suggest it or outright asks him if he's chosen a spouse yet.

He's only 14! He doesn't need a spouse! And they were probably far older than him too!

Even Vlad of all people took some kind of pity on him and just decided to be a normal (for a billionaire) guy who isn't trying to kill his dad.

...However, that doesn't mean he wants him to seduce him either!

(Danny: Stop trying to seduce my dad you low-budget vampire!

Vlad, calmly sipping tea: No.)

If he wasn't majorly burnt out from the number of proposals he has to sort through, he would most definitely throw him far across town, away from his dad and mom.

He needed to find a way to stop all of these letters that just keep coming, and fast. He doesn't know how much longer he could take of reading fancy script over and over and over again, his eyes already hurt enough.

He tried to ask his Father for help, his only response was to choose a consort that he saw fit to stand alongside him. Then he had to flee before he gushed about his pops.

He asked his pops, who only said that the answer would come to him in time. Which was of no help whatsoever.

He asked his mom, she at least tried to help somewhat. Giving him some equipment to ward off any ghost who would try and forcibly take him as a consort, which had a low chance of happening considering his strength, but he was happy about it regardless.

He then finally asked his dad, after making sure that vampiric leech isn't near any of his human parents. Surprisingly, he had a pretty good idea of what to do.

He was a halfa, wasn't he? Why limit himself to just ghosts? Surely, due to his half-human status he could choose someone near his age among humanity.

Well, not in those exact words, but it was a great idea regardless! Plus, they never did specify if he had to choose a ghost consort anyways.

Now he just had to decide who to pick, really. His two best friends are out of the option, they're close, but not in that sort of way. Plus, Sam is busy with Undergrowth and Tucker bonding with Technus who was apparently apart of his family tree somewhere along the line.

Then, when he was sorting through the letters and was sure his eyes were about to bleed from reading so many fancy words, he felt it. A tug in his chest, gently urging him somewhere, and you know what, it's way better than what he was doing now, so he answered.

He felt the clothes he was swearing in that moment fade into away into the outfit he wore for his coronation. A suit, a crown made of the coldest ice from the Far Frozen, a cape made from the stars along with various little knickknacks made from various gems and a veil hung over his face.

He looked pretty good, if he says so himself. Though he didn't and still doesn't know the purpose of the veil.

He appeared in what looked like an event for a high society party, most likely filled with various rich people. He floated up and quickly looked over the people and released a sigh of relief that Vlad wasn't here, say what you will, but he doesn't fancy meeting with someone who's actively trying to seduce his dad.

He folded his arms behind his back, trying to imitate the imposing figure of his father from his place in the air, looking down at the cultists(?) below who summoned him.

"Who dares summon me." He stated, rule number one, statements hold power, questions do not. The cultist below fell to his knees, either out of devotion or fear, he didn't know.

"Oh, Prince of the infinite, we called you today for the sole purpose of serving this world to one of your standing, please let us be your servants and spare us when you plunge the world into ruin!" Ah, devotion, then. His eyes bore into the woman (from the sound of her voice) below, his silence working well to unnerve her and the other guests.

"Hm." The reward was already stated, but he neither wants too nor will take over the world. "Denied." It was short, swift, and to the point in his books, he thinks he's doing well acting out Pariah Dark!

"B-but my liege, the king-"

"What the king has been known for in the past, has nothing to do with me. You dare to assume something about me, lowly human." The human below him was actually fully blown shivering, now, slamming her head down onto the floor and shouting out a number of apologies.

Rule number two, do not take back requests you have already denied.

Ok, now he feels bad, that probably hurt a lot. But he's already come this far so-

"Is that the only reason you have called me, or do you require something else. Much of my time is not something you can afford." The woman was most undoubtedly about to say something, probably more apologies, or maybe something else, but the sounds of fighting reached the room and the doors slammed opened, the body of a cultist(?) flying through the air and the appearance of what were most likely heroes.

"Well?" He let that question slide, the cold around the room descending around the woman below as a bunch of other cultists tried to fight off the heroes.

The woman seemed hysterical with worry, most likely not wanting to go to jail, perhaps. She quickly took her head off the floor and tried to stand up, almost falling back to the ground but managing to find her footing. "M-my liege, please help us!"

He tilted his head. "And as to what, would you give me?"

"The sacrifice, yes! The sacrifice!" The woman quickly pointed below him, and only then, did Danny realize there was a boy bound below him, only to be met with a glare.

Danny hummed. Yes. That will do. "It shall be done."

Danny waved his hand, ice sprouting from the ground to force the heroes and cultists apart and then blasting a hole through the nearby wall and to the outside, a path of ice leading down to the ground. "Go." He commanded, the woman nodding her head quickly and calling to the others and disappearing outside, he then blocked off the hole with ice.

He then slowly floated downwards, besides the bound human, ignoring the shattering of ice and footfalls of no doubt the heroes trying to stop him from what he was doing. He leaned over the boy- about his age- and asked one question.

"Do you wish to become my consort?"

[radiance1]

Pariah Dark. Ghost King. Master of War. Tyrant. The Breaker of Worlds.

Currently found himself... perplexed and at a loss.

He had assumed he would never be free once more, the one-time his punishment was cut short he wrote it off as the mistake it was. A pitiful fool who believed he could claim his crown from his prison without consequences.

The second time.

Well.

He would not have thought himself to be so lucky, assuming that no other would be foolish enough to free him once more.

He most likely should have learned not to assume a lot of things, when one is more than acquainted with the Master of Time. There was a lot he would do and did for the other before his eternal rest, and a lot of things he could've wrapped his mind around, found out the reason for, even so long as he had the clues no doubt left by Time.

But this.

This.

He was not exactly sure what his expression was, he could not even decide what exactly he was feeling, even. "Dearly belo-" Pariah Dark hid his mistake by clearing his throat. "Master of Time, what exactly do you intend for me to do with... these."

'These' referred to the small beasts currently amusing themselves on his body. A pitch-black chick with red eyes currently nesting in his hair, a snake trying to loop itself-and failing at looping- itself around his neck, a puppy currently resting on his arm and a cub currenting trying to get said puppy's attention only to be zapped away by the pup's foot.

Yes.

Zapped.

Despite this utterly befuddling situation, he was amused by it nonetheless.

"Your parole," The Master of Time said, all-knowing smile on his face. "Surely you would know what to do with children, would you not?"

Pariah Dark blinked. "What in the infinite is a parole?" Pariah tasted the word on his tongue, as if it was foreign to him. And, well. It was. "And what, exactly, would that have to do with children?"

The Master of Time's smile eased into faint amusement, as if aware of some joke the king himself was not.

Which happened more often than not, actually.

"Take good care of these children, and you shall be released from eternal sleep." He said, as if that explained everything. But Pariah Dark was staring at him in clear and undisguised puzzlement.

He then raised an eyebrow. "You would leave me alone with children? Truly? With no qualms?"

The personification of Time nodded, and Pariah could blink slowly, as if he had trouble wrapping his head around this. "Dearly beloved, surely you would not think that this-" If Clockwork noticed his slip of the tongue, then he didn't point it out as Pariah Dark continued. "Would be the best of ideas, no? Surely, you should be worrying for their safety."

Clockwork's eyes filled with mirth as he inclined his head slightly. "Well, do you currently hold any thoughts of harming these children?"

Pariah Dark's face gave away his faint confusion. "Not particularly, no."

"Then that is that." The ancient ghost nodded, as if everything was already decided and done as Pariah could only stare at him in unsurprised exasperation before shaking his head.

Perhaps, he should have expected this.

"The one currently making a nest of your hair goes by Vlad, the Pheonix King." Clockwork pointed his staff to the chick in question, who squinted open an eye before nestling further into the king's hair. He then pointed to the snake. "The one currently trying to strangle you, is Danny. Our prince as well as what humans would call an eastern dragon."

The way Clockwork pronounced our had Pariah feeling like it held another meaning and not just him being known as the prince.

Was there something he was not aware of...?

The staff then pointed to the pup dozing off in his arms. "That one," Clockwork said with faint amusement. "Goes by Dan, a fusion between the phoenix and dragon resulted in his creation and he soon became his own entity after becoming secluded from his timeline after its erasure." He said this casually, as if it weren't something that would cause questions. "He is also a Raiju."

How a bird and snake gave way to dog, Pariah does not know.

The staff then pointed to the last child in his arms, trying to bother Dan and being kicked away and zapped for its efforts. "That is Dani, formally Danielle. She is a Mishipeshu who is the only successful clone of the phoenix and dragon, making her our technical princess."

Again, the emphasis of our left Pariah feeling like there was something he should know. A missing piece to a puzzle he didn't even know he had started.

"You said this one was a king, correct?" Pariah asked, shifting around his arms to better support the pup and cub. "Would the phoenix's not take offense to me of all people being the one to raise their ruler?" As soon as the words left his tongue did he remember who exactly he was talking to.

He was met with a vicious smile, one that he did not see until the days of yore. His non-existent heart skipped a beat.

"Well, if they would like to voice their... displeasure." The Master of Time practically purred that sentence out, and Pariah felt something odd shift inside him. "Then they are surely allowed to do so."

Pariah grunted, silent for a few moments. Clockwork moved towards him in that time, and Pariah stood still, only tracking the ghost with his eyes. "I am quite certain you would make a wonderful father, dear-"

Excuse him, dear..?

"-So why not prove me right as you always have, hm?" Pariah Dark blinked, opening his mouth to speak before his mind screeched to a halt as he felt a pair of lips upon his own before they moved away in the next moment.

A ghost of a kiss.

"Now, run along now why don't you." Clockwork had a mischievous glint in his eyes, before Pariah found himself surrounded by a wide pasture, spanning as far as his eyes could see (and he could see very far) and at the end a forest with a house behind him.

But he could not react, even as he felt pecks upon his head, a bite at his ear and most surely the scratching of claws against his form.

His hair burst into green flames as he stood stalk still.

[radiance1]

ANOTHER FUCKING GAME AU BITCHES!!!!!

Or maybe not game but you get the idea, or don't. That works too.

Anyways.

Inspired by: These songs

Now stay with me, is this well thought out? NO!

But come along for the ride anyway!

Anyways.

So, Danny is mad bored and because he's mad bored it inevitably ends up both Sam and Tucker's problem. Not even DOOM can cure Danny's boredom surprisngly.

Meanwhile in the ghost zone:

Pariah Dark, taking out a tray of ecto-cookies in a kiss the cook apron with a tone of skulls on the design: My father senses are tickling.

Which leads to him just showing up out of bloody nowhere and dragging Danny + his friends off into the zone when he finds out Danny's bored as shit.

Pariah Dark: Wait for the cookies to cool, just got out the oven.

He says before going around to rummage in his treasury because he's sure he has at least something in there to stave off his adopted son's bordom.

If his countless priceless artifacts can't even do this, what's the use of keeping them?

A few minutes later as Danny is eating the surprisingly hella good cookies (Which is weird considered that his adopted dad was like, asleep for eons or whatever). Pariah walks back out with a very big, like big enough to touch the floor on him, cape.

He's happy to see Danny enjoying his cooking (Yes, he can cook Pandora nobody is going to almost die for a second time this time he got better and that was literally eons ago stop bringing that up-), but then gets on to what this cape is all about.

He got it about, a century after his coronation by an unnamed ghost, it quite literally just showed up in his castle one day with little to no explanation and he just went with it. Although he didn't use it much, he knows it has some amount of cosmic power in it, doesn't know what it does but its there.

He does know that its 100% safe though.

At least to beings of their level of power.

Though it might have some kind of effects on the regular living if exposed to for a long period of time. Probably, maybe.

He doesn't know, doesn't care.

So, he just drops it on Danny and takes a moment to see how he's just engulfed by the thing, before giving a hum in consideration and snapping his fingers, the thing shrinks but enough for Danny to actually be able to put it on, but still dragging a good distance of the floor behind him.

The cloak's outer appearance is a brilliant glowing white, while the inside looks as if space itself was woven within it.

When Danny put it on, it just felt, right. He couldn't explain it, but it just felt like it was always meant to end up in his hands. No matter if it looked like a toddler wearing his dad's clothes, he's willing to look past that.

Then he just, takes Danny to a very dead vat of space and tells him to have fun (Nothing there should be capable of harming Danny since he made sure of that even before having a child). Like, there's quite literally nothing there and Danny doesn't know what to do.

So, he just fucks around and finds out.

At least the cloak floats behind him as he flies around and looks really cool in space.

Meanwhile Sam and Tucker are just there, left behind, standing around with Pariah Dark. Waiting for Danny to come back.

....

......

Sam: Hey what if you-

Pariah: No.

Sam: I know magic...?

Pariah: Considering hum

Tucker: I have a scepter that can warp reality that was owned by my probably great ancestor.

Pariah: Considering hum increases in intensity

He ends up throwing them in there to, well, after Tucker got the scepter, reality manipulation to allow them to breath in space as a treat (And also for a semi-logic way for them to not die in space).

Danny fucked around and found out he can apparently make stars now.

The three then work together to create an entire solar system.

Danny, making the stars and then the motherfucking sun (with help from Pariah Dark).

Tucker, using his powers to make what is basically the rough drafts of various planets. I.e. just giant rocks. Then carefully using his powers tweak at their designs and make them actually bloody planets.

Sam? Sam just takes a look at one planet and goes: Yea, this would make a great earth.

And proceeded to make earth.

Like no shit, she just filled that shit with her magic and carefully created a working ecosystem and then the planet just, lived.

Is Sam's new world populated? Hahaha, no. Well technically it is, but really only by her and the other two on occasion.

Basically just one gigantic oversized garden.

Tucker set up a base on one of the moons (the one near Sam's planet) and somehow managed to get himself some wifi???? No one knows how he did it, and they aren't going to sit through his explanation.

Danny? Danny's just chilling bro. Most of the time he just kicks back and relaxes in the void of space, occasionally drifting past worlds and stars and sometimes sleeping too.

Basically, just one very big playground for the trio. Sam taking care of her planet garden, Tucker making the entire moon into his personal tech base, and Danny just drifting around in space doing spacing (hehe) out or sleeping.

Me: Oh? What is this? Is that a Dc content over there?

Dc content: rolls

Me: No Dc content! Don't roll into my Dp ideaaaa!!

Dc Content: Rolls into Dp idea

Me: Noooooooo.

Cut forward awhile in time and then a supervillain accidently pulls up into the trio's playground while running from the Justice League, accidently knocks into this random glowing thing in space and then escaped, Danny meanwhile gets rudely awakened and is so surprised the area around him gets enveloped with ice that the Justice League just has to, kinda, move above, below or around.

Which gave the villain good enough time to run.

Then that villain wandered too close to Tucker's moon base and almost got shot to death (Tucker why the fuck do you have space weaponry!?!??!) and then had to make a hasty landing on the nearby planet.

Which is what he wanted so like yea ok.

Same thing happened to the Justice League.

So now both the Supervillain and the Justice League have to navigate Sam's planet. Not knowing that they rudely (in the supervillains case) woke up the prince of the dead and alerted Tucker's moon base.

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up to reclaim the missed (11799 words) by ei_w Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Danny Phantom Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Danny Fenton, Pariah Dark Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Clockwork (referred), Sojourn (referred), Phic Phight (Danny Phantom), Phic Phight: Team Ghost (Danny Phantom), No Beta We Die Like Danny's Wits, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Phic Phight: Team Human (Danny Phantom), Implied/Referenced Stabbing, Shapeshifting, Fright Knight (briefly), Manipulation, Ghost Hybrids, She Has a Point Though..., Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Ghosts Are Dead People If That Was News, Mental Health Issues, Neurodiversity, Time Travel, Pariah Is A Bitch - If That Was A Surprise, Ghost Cores (Danny Phantom) Series: Part 6 of lost time Summary:

As the new Ghost King, Danny has been put in charge of reforming the former King, Pariah Dark – which, knowing his luck, of course, doesn’t go as planned. (based on Andro's prompt) (and other prompts by every chapter) Chapter 2: Danny surprisingly gets good advice from an unlikely source. (Warvik's prompt) Chapter 3: Danny expected to deal with a lot of problems when he was crowned Ghost King... but dealing with a judgmental Pariah Dark was not one of them. (Ajility's) & Write a fic inspired from any song released in the last six years. (10gig's prompt) Chapter 4: "Clockwork made a mistake. How would the Master of Time react to it and are there consequences for his action? (13thcat's) & “Oops” (Mossy's) & "Pariah Dark has spent time in the Sarcophagus of Forever Sleep before. Last time, he plotted his revenge. This time... Maybe he should think about things a little differently, now." (ectoblastfromthepast's)

[radiance1]

HOW THE FUCK DID I NEVER NOTICE THIS FOR SO LONG WHAT THE HELL.

Bro. This was. So fucking good. IKAHSDf.

I really wonder what kind of deal whoever summoned him gave Pariah to make him lay siege to the human world. Most likely wouldn't be souls, since he literally rules over a realm of ghosts.

Though I can just see the entirety of the Batfam hiding in the shadows on rooftops or something looking at the date going on, with the child of the Ghost King who waged war for six days straight.

Danny will be an awkward turtleduck /hj

Pariah Dark is summoned to the DC universe by cultists who want to give the world over to him, he obliges in their request since he'll get something out of it, and he hasn't been out in ages as well.

So Pariah Dark raises his army of the dead and gets to work, his general isn't here with him but he would do fine without him, couldn't be that hard.

Besides, said general is occupied with a task of the utmost importance.

A few days into this siege Pariah is surprised at how much of a fight this world is putting up, that 'Justice League' of theirs is proving a fair more challenge than he would have though and since when did humans know the arcane secrets of magic?

It was a few more days later that Pariah Dark is about to face off against the league and their magic users that something unexpected happened. A teenage boy appeared on the battlefield, glowing white hair and starry cloak billowing in the wind as he stood before the Ghost King in all his glory.

Only to groan and tell him to come home already and that he promised not to do his whole 'enslaving worlds' thing. Pariah Dark, the Ghost King known as a tyrant and cruel, wilting under the boy's stare and actively seemed to be considering it, before confusion appeared on his face and he asked where his general was.

Kid just held up one side of his cloak and Fright Knight popped right out as if summoned, which, technically he was.

So then the kid forced the notorious Ghost King back to the Infinite Realms with a stare and words dripping in disappointment before turning back to the heroes gathered there with a sigh.

"I know father can be a bit... rough, so please accept my apologies for this." He bowed, all the regal air and dignity of a prince before leaving through the same portal as his dad.

The magic users of the League are both not and are taking it well. One on hand, the goddamn Ghost king apparently has a son, on the other he's not as bloodthirsty as his father.

(After thought. But bonus points if Fright Knight appears too one of the batkids after Danny left and telling them that the prince thought they were cute or something idk mane just an after thought)

[proneterror204]

I was hoping for more of eastern dragon danny!

Pariah Dark. Ghost King. Master of War. Tyrant. The Breaker of Worlds.

Currently found himself... perplexed and at a loss.

He had assumed he would never be free once more, the one-time his punishment was cut short he wrote it off as the mistake it was. A pitiful fool who believed he could claim his crown from his prison without consequences.

The second time.

Well.

He would not have thought himself to be so lucky, assuming that no other would be foolish enough to free him once more.

He most likely should have learned not to assume a lot of things, when one is more than acquainted with the Master of Time. There was a lot he would do and did for the other before his eternal rest, and a lot of things he could've wrapped his mind around, found out the reason for, even so long as he had the clues no doubt left by Time.

But this.

This.

He was not exactly sure what his expression was, he could not even decide what exactly he was feeling, even. "Dearly belo-" Pariah Dark hid his mistake by clearing his throat. "Master of Time, what exactly do you intend for me to do with... these."

'These' referred to the small beasts currently amusing themselves on his body. A pitch-black chick with red eyes currently nesting in his hair, a snake trying to loop itself-and failing at-looping itself around his neck, a puppy currently resting on his arm and a cub currenting trying to get said puppy's attention only to be zapped away by the pup's foot.

Yes.

Zapped.

Despite this utterly befuddling situation, he was amused by it nonetheless.

"Your parole," The Master of Time said, all-knowing smile on his face. "Surely you would know what to do with children, would you not?"

Pariah Dark blinked. "What in the infinite is a parole?" Pariah tasted the word on his tongue, as if it was foreign to him. And, well. It was. "And what, exactly, would that have to do with children?"

The Master of Time's smile eased into faint amusement, as if aware of some joke the king himself was not.

Which happened more often than not, actually.

"Take good care of these children, and you shall be released from eternal sleep." He said, as if that explained everything. But Pariah Dark was staring at him in clear and undisguised puzzlement.

He then raised an eyebrow. "You would leave me along with children? Truly? With no qualms?"

The personification of Time nodded, and Pariah could blink slowly, as if he had trouble wrapping his head around this. "Dearly beloved, surely you would not think that this-" If Clockwork noticed his slip of the tongue, then he didn't point it out as Pariah Dark continued. "Would be the best of ideas, no? Surely, you should be worrying for their safety."

Clockwork's eyes filled with mirth as he inclined his head slightly. "Well, do you currently hold any thoughts of harming these children?"

Pariah Dark's face gave away his faint confusion. "Not particularly, no."

"Then that is that." The ancient ghost nodded, as if everything was already decided and done as Pariah could only stare at him in unsurprised exasperation before shaking his head.

Perhaps, he should have expected this.

"The one currently making a nest of your hair goes by Vlad, the Pheonix King." Clockwork pointed his staff to the chick in question, who squinted open an eye before nestling further into the king's hair. He then pointed to the snake. "The one currently trying to strangle you, if Danny. Our prince as well as what humans would call an eastern dragon."

The way Clockwork pronounced our had Pariah feeling like it held another meaning and not just him being known as the prince.

Was there something he was not aware of...?

The staff then pointed to the pup dozing off in his arms. "That one," Clockwork said with faint amusement. "Goes by Dan, a fusion between the phoenix and dragon resulted in his creation and he soon became his own entity after becoming secluded from his timeline after its erasure." He said this casually, as if it weren't something that would cause questions. "He is also a Raiju."

How a bird and snake gave way to dog, Pariah does not know.

The staff then pointed to the last child in his arms, trying to bother Dan and being kicked away and zapped for its efforts. "That is Dani, formally Danielle. She is a Mishipeshu who is the only successful clone of the phoenix and dragon, making her our technical princess."

Again, the emphasis of our left Pariah feeling like there was something he should know. A missing piece to a puzzle he didn't even know he had started.

"You said this one was a king, correct?" Pariah asked, shifting around his arms to better support the pup and cub. "Would the phoenix's not take offense to me of all people being the one to raise their ruler?" As soon as the words left his tongue did he remember who exactly he was talking to.

He was met with a vicious smile, one that he did not see until the days of yore. His non-existent heart skipped a beat.

"Well, if they would like to voice their... displeasure." The Master of Time practically purred that sentence out, and Pariah felt something odd shift inside him. "Then they are surely allowed to do so."

Pariah grunted, silent for a few moments. Clockwork moved towards him in that time, and Pariah stood still, only tracking the ghost with his eyes. "I am quite certain you would make a wonderful father, dear-"

Excuse him, dear..?

"-So why not prove me right as you always have, hm?" Pariah Dark blinked, opening his mouth to speak before his mind screeched to a halt as he felt a pair of lips upon his own before they moved away in the next moment.

A ghost of a kiss.

"Now, run along now why don't you." Clockwork had a mischievous glint in his eyes, before Pariah found himself surrounded by a wide pasture, spanning as far as his eyes could see (and he could see very far) and at the end a forest with a house behind him.

But he could not react, even ass he felt pecks upon his head, a bite at his ear and most surely the scratching of claws against his form.

His hair burst into green flames as he stood stalk still.