#so he takes it on jacks coronation

[rboooks]

DC x DP Fic idea: The Royal Consort

Wesley Weston runs a blog after getting over his desire to expose Danny's secret- primarily due to no one believing him- and no one pays attention to it since almost all of Casper high school has one too.

The difference between the hundreds of other blogs is that one of his pictures of Phantom is clear. A perfectly uncorrected image of the famous ghost, whereas nearly all other pictures are blurry due to ghosts disrupting cameras. Even Wes isn't sure how he managed to capture him so well.

Another difference between his blog and others is that one of his followers happens to be John Constantine, who followed the kid a long time ago due to the fanfiction of the Bats and found them hilarious.

John opens his phone app, expecting a new chapter to the Bruce Wayne/Superman fic, and spits out his tea upon seeing the High King of the Dead casually in the human world. Horrified that the King has not been appropriately welcomed- which could lead to a war that the humans would never win- he calls an emergency Justice League and Justice League Dark meeting.

It didn't help that they had allowed a county to pass the anti-ecto laws, which ruined any attempt to appease the Ghost King once the news broke to the public. The League still worried about a declaration of war even after they demolished the laws and the United Nations had the States apologize on humans' behalf.

They quickly discover High King Phantom has been visiting Earth for almost three years. Before his coronation, Phantom had not been outside the Infinite Realms very often though he has appeared throughout history. Cave drawings date back thousands of years before the first ancient Egyptians, but he's visits are few and short.

Life would naturally send him back to the Realms because he had too much power and ectoplasm. After taking the throne, his powers only grew, which meant someone had to summon him as the only way for him to stay on Earth longer than an hour.

Now as King, he appeared only within the small town of Amity Park daily. Why?

John sighs. "He has an anchor. Someone is tying him to this plane. Like the helmet for Nabu, which allows Doctor Fate to exist here without being launched back to the Infinite Releams, Phantom has bonded himself. And I know who that is"

He pulls up a class photo on Weston's blog and points to a boy wearing a particular necklace.

"Danny Fenton is wearing the official Royal Consort of the Infinite Realms symbol and has been since he was fourteen. Phantom's husband may be our only hope to salvage the terrible mess the USA's bloody GIW placed the rest of us in."

Danny loved the necklace he found in Pariah Dark's old haunt. He inherited Pariah's haunt and everything inside once he was crowned and hasn't taken it off since. He didn't think it would be an issue. It's not like it would out his secret to his parents or anyone else since it was in Ghost Speech. Even he didn't know what it said.

Then one morning he comes down for breakfast only to have the most important members of the Justice League sitting in his living room waiting to greet him.

Desperate to keep his halfa status a secret, Danny must convince the entire world watching him, that he's just a human who scandalously eloped at age fourteen with one of the strongest beings in the mulitverse.

Jack's horrified "We were shooting my son-in-law this whole time" became a meme that has trended for months.

( Part 2 )

[radiance1]

So, Ghost Prince Danny. Except that he also, ALSO, is Damian's younger twin brother who was sent to keep an eye on the Fentons because of their discovery of a substance that looked like Lazarus Water yet isn't Lazarus water.

In truth, it was really just Talia's way of getting Danny out of the way because he lost against Damian in the battle of heirs (No Danny did not hold back, Damian was just better than him) and she didn't want him dead so that was the next best thing.

Danny does pop up in the League at odd times, mostly to report about the research done by the Fentons. When he became half dead he's around a lot more, mostly to be monitored for his unique condition (somehow someway they don't know about Vlad) and because Danny can just come and go as he pleases cause ghost powers.

So, Danny gives Damian a flute that he handcrafted himself as a birthday present because really, what can he buy that Damian himself couldn't? Also, because he didn't actually want to spend money on his older brother.

They're brothers, but they don't have the most cordial relationship. They don't hate each other, but they don't like each other either.

So, Damian takes this flute and is like: "Fuck you gimmie this for I don't need this shit."

And then Danny is like: "Just take the gift you stupid ahh fruitloop."

So, Damian takes it while berating that Danny would give him something as stupid as this, but then does a full one 180 by keeping the thing on his person at all times.

Not that Danny knows that, really.

So, cut forth to Damian being known by Batman and taken in. Trying to kill Tim and being an overall little shit, I can see one of the Batfam coming across this flute just, randomly really, and then Damian is fucking pissed that they dared to touch it and then takes it back.

Leaving basically everyone stumped over the significance this random ahh wooden flute has but decides not to touch that landmine.

So then the Batfam don't know that Damian has a half sibling (Danny came from Jack and Talia, so he isn't blood related to Bruce but is to Damian) running around out there and Damian isn't gonna say anything and you already know Talia isn't since Danny AIN'T his kid.

Plus, he got a job to do that being with Bruce Wayne would make harder.

So then Damian becomes robin an allat, then the entire Batfam pull up to the Justice League for some big threat and then both Constantine and Zatanna are like: Yo why do you kid carry round an item drenched heavily in death energy to the extreme

Batman is obviously like: Excuse me?

Damian, meanwhile, just does not give a fuck about the flute given to him by his half-brother on his birthday is apparently drenched in death energy to the extreme because that is his and he isn't going to just give it up.

So then one way or another Damian ends up playing it, maybe he was told to play it by both Batman and Constantine just to make sure it isn't actually anything dangerous or whatever and also because Damian wouldn't let anyone else hold it, let alone play it.

Which Damian smirks at because he's played it before and literally nothing happened aside from very good music, but Damian hasn't played it since he came to the Wayne household and has missed it. So he reminisces over how he got it, thinking of his half-brother and their relationship.

He plays it, but this time, since he genuinely thought about Danny death energy just condenses in waves. Damian couldn't see it since he was too focused on playing and reminiscing, everyone isn't really that calm and tries to get him to stop but the death energy blocks them.

Then a summoning circle appears in front of Damian and Constantine recognizes it as being from the Infinite Realms category and it seemed to be a high-level summon circle too so he's like: Well fuck.

Then, contrary to their expectations of some eldritch abomination, it's just Danny. Who, fun fact, was in the middle of his coronation as prince and such, dripped out in royal wear.

Safe to say, Constatine goes: Well double fuck.

The tension is just broken, as all Danny does is cry. Like, genuinely, he just cries because Damian still kept his flute that he made, he genuinely thought the guy just threw it away since he hated it so much.

Danny: Ancients, my big brother actually liked what I made this is making me emotional.

Damian: Why the hell are you crying this thing is still trash btw.

Danny: Yea whatever you say big bro, you love it.

Batman: What do you mean big brother?

Danny: Who in the hell is that-

Damian: Right, I never told him about you.

[itsthestutterforme]

Sir, Yes Sir (A Jack Reacher Drabble)

Summary: this is a continuation of Copy That

Notes: GIF is not mine, this isn’t a beta’d read, allusions to sex, sexual themes (cockwarming), minors DNI

Prompt credit @prompts-in-a-barrel : “I can take care of myself” “I know that. But you shouldn’t have to”

**

“As of now, you are precious cargo to them. You hold all of the digital evidence of their operation and control over their wire transfers. You’re going to be their prime target. You go nowhere alone. Not even to the gas station, understand?” Reacher commands, pulling your spinny chair back so you looked him directly in the eye.

“Sir, yes sir.” He lets go of your chair and you stretched your back as you stood from the chair.

You walked out from behind the desk and advanced down the hallway.

“Where are you going?” Reacher asks, turning his attention from Finlay’s computer.

“To the gas station,” you were met with Reacher’s fiery gaze and huffed. “Relax, I’m going to the bathroom.”

Finlay chuckles at your boldness. “She’s taking this surprisingly well,” Roscoe states.

You weren’t taking it well. Only Reacher knew that, of course. Before you got the chance to get settled, you wanted to see Joe’s body. You needed to rip off the bandaid.

Reacher advised against it but you practically forced him to take you. He pulled up to the coroners office and you told him to stay in the car if that was more comfortable, almost forgetting that he doesn’t process emotion like an average person.

You begged him not to go in there with you and he complied. You were in there for ten minutes, holding Joe’s hand as you said good bye.

You wanted to just rip off the bandaid.

You thought you had everyone fooled until Reacher found you crying hysterically in the shower.

You should have known that he noticed. He always notices.

Reacher leaves the room and down the hall where the bathroom was. He raised his hand to knock on the door when he heard a shaky sigh through the door.

He knocks and you jumped at the sudden noise.

“I’m fine, Reacher.” “Open the door,” he commands and you let out a deep sigh before complying.

“I can take care of myself,” “I know that. But you shouldn’t have to.” He steps into the bathroom and closes the door behind him.

“You were never my commanding officer, you know. You don’t get to bark orders at me.” You hiss, crossing your arms.

“What’s wrong?” He asks lowly. “Nothing is wrong,” he looks at you for a moment before boldly stating, “I don’t even know why you try at this point. We both know you can’t lie to me.”

You let out an exaggerated sigh, refusing to meet his gaze. “You’re scared,” he deduces after a long silence between you.

You looked up at him, a stray tear threatens to leave your eye but you brushed it away before it could hit your cheek.

“I normally wouldn’t be. But they got Joe, Reach. If they got him, they could get me.”

“I will not let that happen. You know I will never let that happen.” You open your mouth to object but he interjects, “I will protect you with my dying breath.”

You tried to speak again and he says, “I love you.”

He starts another sentence when you tried to speak again and you covered his mouth with your hand.

“I love you too,” you slowly dropped your hand and his eyes drifted to your lips for a moment.

“Take me to the motel. Now.”

**

Your soft snores filled the motel room. Your small frame was covered by Reacher’s massive arms, pulling you closer to his chest.

His eyes were fixated on the door as soon as you fell asleep, his ears attuned to any sound outside the door.

He couldn’t help but close his eyes, feeling your warmth against his bare chest.

You were sound asleep with his cock buried inside of you all the way to the hilt. You had been sleeping for close to twenty minutes now.

He groaned when you fluttered around him, already starting to feel himself get hard. He calls your name and you hummed in response, stirring awake in his arms.

“I thought you said you were sore,” “I am,” “Then why are you- mm,” he trails off when you clenched around him a second time.

“Sorry, that wasn’t intentional,” you let out a squeak when he pulls you on your back and yanks you down to the center of the bed.

“Okay, maybe that was intentional.” You said against his lips, wrapping yours arms around his neck to pull him closer.

He wraps your legs around his waist and fell down flat on his back. You gasped at the loud crack the bed made, holding onto his arms for stability.

“You can’t do that!” You said, hitting his chest. “You’re such a mountain man,” you scold, crossing your arms.

“You didn’t mind climbing this mountain earlier,” his smile widens when you call him a jackass.

His hands came up to hold your face as he pressed a searing kiss on your lips. Rolling your hips against him, your lips perfectly syncing with his. His hands slid down your back until they rested on your ass.

The moment was cut short when his phone rang. He pressed a few more kisses on your lips before leaving you on the bed while he answered the phone.

You watched as his face contort from the soft Reacher you were just on top of to normal, business man Reacher.

He continued the conversation and you slid on his black boxers, thankful for the elastic band that remains around your waist.

But barely.

You pulled his shirt over your frame and grabbed your wallet to get something from the vending machine down the way.

“Where are you going?” Reacher says, remaining on the phone. “To the vending machine,” “Not dressed like that,”

He gives you a once over and shook his head no. Turning his back to you as if his word was gospel. Rolling your eyes, you unlocked the door and opened it.

Before you could step one foot outside, the door is closed. Reacher held your gaze and you lifted your head defiantly.

“I said-“ “I know what you said. I don’t see a problem with what I’m wearing. Everything is literally covered.”

His gaze fell to your chest and he rubs his thumb over your hardening nipple. You gasped, slapping his hand away.

“Barely. It’s a no.” he steps away from the door, thinking the matter was over until he heard the door unlock once again.

“I’ll call you back in a minute,” he flips the phone closed and let out a sigh.

“I’m going to tell you this once. Get on the bed and forget about the vending machine.”

He watched the gears turn in your head and he just knew you weren’t going to give it up.

“Go on. Let’s see if you can outrun me,” he taunts, motioning to the door.

The bastard even opened the door and crossed his arms. Mind you, he was nude as the day he was born because you were wearing his clothes.

And you knew he had no problem walking outside and dragging your ass back inside the motel room.

You dropped your wallet back on the nightstand and sat on the bed patiently. “That’s what I thought,” he closed the door and locked it, not taking his eyes off you.

You kicked off his boxers and spread your legs like a bitch in heat when he makes his way over to you with a dark look in his eyes.

[sugurugetos]

what did you think of jack lowden's sauron? I know charlie vickers is the popular interpretation right now but I liked his too

i don't think i've ever won more honestly!!!

it made so much sense and it was a great interpretation of his character...he's just been on the side of the 500 year that catastrophically lost, he's seen the gods sink half the continent and then morgoth has had his arms and legs cut off and thrown into the void.

the gods have just denied him forgiveness and his former best pal eonwe told him to take it up with hr instead and he's being actively hunted

and he's still putting himself out there hands shaking smoothing back his hair to try and convince the orcs by telling them that some of them may die but thats a sacrifice he's willing to make (lore accurate bc tolkien said that the orcs laughed at him and made fun of him until baradur was built) but STILL an absolute diva and starts kneeling for a coronation and ends up getting julius caesar'd and restarting as a life form of malevolent sludge

[whorrorbellee]

CHERRYWAVES:TWO

Ghostface! Danny Johnson x f!reader

Danny just had to save you. He just had to save your poor sad life. Knocking your sad frail body against fake plastic tiles. Shoving his fingers down your throat like a kid fishing for pennies. What was it you wrote in your diary? Your shiny white masked knight in a black shroud? Well how cute. Maybe it was time he kept a pet around.Just to play or course.18+ : eventual smut, themes of suicide (reader attempts), selfharm, sexual content, murder, themes of violence

ao3 one masterlist

‘Want to see something gross?’ is spelled out across in blue biro on a post-it note, the bright yellow clings to your computer screen. You look up at Jed whose eyebrow is raised at you. Eyebrows furrowing in return. You watch him spin giddily in his chair, black converse tapping against the floor. You fight the urge to smirk, lips pursing at his actions. Pretending to think about it. 

You shrug and nod. “Come on then”, Jed rises, stepping over to your desk and grabbing your hand. He pulls you over to the dark room and now you're seriously confused. 

You step inside, cloaked in red, he pulls the light switch, squinting as your eyes adjust to the harsh light, you wait in anticipation. Jed smiles down at you and points to the photos hanging over on the wall. You look over. The photos are in black and white so it’s hard to make out what's actually going on. Black spills over the floor. Police are standing over something. It's blackened on the paper and you look up at him. ‘What is it?” 

“Look closer” He pushes your back until your nose nearly hits the page, the smell of chemicals still on the page. You strain your head back. Eyes focusing on the photo’s.

 And then you gasp. Your body tenses. It's a dead body. Blood spilling out like ink spilled over the paper, it's hard to see in the alley way, but the way Jed has shot the photos you can make up the paleing eyes of the victim “Jesus, Jed! Why were you there?” your eyes search the pictures in front of you.

He folds his arms over his chest,“Adam was all uneasy with reporting the murders so Mike asked if I wanted to stop writing fluff pieces and start on real crime” he pauses ,“They think it's him, the killer” 

“Why?”,you shake your head, and then look at another photo, a detective stands at a wall, gloved hand pressing into the bricks, he looks pained, as if he knew the guy.

“Well, the same weapon was used” he mutters, leaning against the wall,“the coroners say the weapon was a knife about inch wide and seven inches long, matches the same stab wounds as the Small brothers”

You sigh, looking at Jed he fiddles with the buttons of his shirt a bit, you take in his outfit. Black Dickies, white shirt, you wonder what he wears when he's home. “Do you think he did this? In an investigative journalist way?”

“No” 

“Huh, why?” your eyebrows raise.

“I'm not sure, I mean first he attacked two guys right outside their house, that seems planned out. But this? well”.You watch as Jed thinks, his hand stroking his chin as his head turns. Your back brushes the cold wall. “I think the killer plans his shit out, he's smart. Why risk getting caught killing some kid in an alleyway? And it is florida, it's probably some gang crime” 

You nod, scraping your shoes against the floor. “So the cafe piece is your last normal, happy article huh?” you smile. 

He grins in return, “oh yeah, time to write about some horrid decrepit loner killer that probably jerks it to porn in his mom's basement”

“Oh! I don't know, maybe he has his own basement”

ANOTHER FOUND DEAD

Jed olson

Junior journalist 

Photo by Jed olson 

See page four for more details 

On the late hours of Friday the 11th. The body of twenty-two year old Jack Stevens was found by a passer by. Jack had been out on run that night, his girlfriend Stella had reported his running route would take him past the same alleyway he was found in. Stella voiced concern about him not coming back that night with a friend over the phone, and was later confirmed to be correct when the police had arrived at her house, “He was always so quiet, he kept to himself, it was just him, the dog and I most nights, unless we played a board game round my mums, it wasn't like him to just run out and not say anything, so when he didn't come back after an hour i knew something was wrong” 

Police have reported the same weapon was used on this victim as the Small brothers, is the work of a serial killer at large? Or are crime rates really increasing in this little town ? 

If you have any information please contact Detective Moore at the RPD +(000) 000 000

Jack’s funeral will be held at Jameson and Jones funeral home at 11am on sunday, any friends and family will be welcome to join. 

“Do you wanna come for drinks on wednesday?” Jed’s leaning over your computer. You're trying to get the brightness right on a photo of girl scouts that raised money for a memorial bench for the Small brothers. The deaths had really affected the small town and the boy scouts had shut down after only a couple of weeks when no one wanted to take over. Now the group had formed into a disjointed version where baking and making crossbows happened in the same hall, inches apart from each other.

“Who's going?” you look around the office.

“Well, Me and a couple of my friends, then Mike said he'd stop by for a beer, and Linda said she has book club at 8 so she’ll stop by for a glass of wine, and then maybe you?” he grins. 

“Yeah okay! Straight after work?” 

He nods. “Great!”

You get home early that night after taking some photos of a new monument set up in the local park for some random pioneer. Your apartment is a mess, you quickly boil some pasta and shove all your clothes into a basket to take down to the laundry room. You change your sheets while you're at it. Then pour some tomato and cheese sauce over the pasta that's been drained off all water. 

You eat quickly, grabbing your keys and a book then cradle the laundry basket to your hip and walk down to the basement floor. The stairs are a pain in the ass when you’re on the fifth floor, but you know it's the reason your rent is so cheap, every other place with an elevator is expensive due to costs. 

The washing machine beats into the wall, you've got about 30 minutes left on the wash cycle and then you can put it in the dryer for twenty. Usually you'd come back up to your apartment, but it had felt like someone was watching you recently, even with your blinds shut, it had felt like someone was so close to you. You could almost feel their breath against your neck. It had only started a couple of weeks ago, the feeling of being watched, and now the murders had started it felt like there was danger so close by. Especially after your little visiter. You wonder if he was stopping by to keep an eye on you or if he was too busy with the murders.

Danny Johnson sits in his black truck, hands beating against the steering wheel as the music thumps through the speakers. Sally Hughes takes a great big bite of a burger and then wipes off the ketchup that has spilled over her son's arm. Danny watches as her perfect blonde hair bounces as she laughs. He takes a big swig of his milkshake and shovels fries into his mouth, he chews quickly. It’s like watching something out of a sitcom, the window in the diner is his own personal TV screen.

“And then this alien comes out of nowhere with this claw ! And rips this girl into bloody bits! And yeah it's stolen from Alien or whatever, but the blood Jed! The Blood wasn't clear or milky and sweet like most B movies, it looked so real. Like it was a deep red and clung to the actors.” Piper chews her burger before carrying on, shes perched against the door and the seat, forcing  her self into the nook of the car so she can get a better look at Jed  “I know you hate that shit and prefer like grotty serial killer, giallo’s or whatever but you have to see it, its like a fucking snuff film, you know? Filmed on a camcorder and CCTV footage.” 

Piper was sort of a plain looking girl, the only discernible quality she had was the long blonde hair that fell to her waist, she was twenty three years old and worked at the arthouse cinema about thirty minutes away. They had met at a showing of the red shoes , it wasn't exactly Danny's kind of movie, but he had wanted to check out the area anyway. The discussion of movies had ended in him walking her home, then they would meet every week for a coffee and a mid-day movie where she worked. He had thought, what's a friend in all this? Might as well get an alibi right? But then she had pulled him in for a kiss outside a book store on main and Danny wasn't looking for anything relationship wise, he much rather save his energy for murder and stalking, not sex. Danny had felt nothing. It was like paper against paper. But a girlfriend was normal. A girlfriend meant the guys at the Gazette would stop asking if he wanted to take their daughters out. 

Danny had soon realised his mistake when he saw you, glossy eyes, someone who wasn't going to chat his ear off about shitty horror movies. Someone interesting. Someone who could love Danny for himself. He hadn't exactly thought about murdering Piper, unless he wanted to get caught, but sometimes after laying beside her soft snoring body he had thought about faking her suicide, something that wouldn't hurt her. As much as he didn't care, breaking up would be far easier.

“Jed? Are you listening?” Piper slurps up her cherry coke, fiddling with her rings “you keep looking over at that kid, are you okay?” Piper mutters, voice hinting at concern, her hand reaches out to his arm. 

“I just thought he was bleeding, but he spilt ketchup down his arm” Jed shrugs, he smiles back at her and then looks at the time.Ten pm, it's not like she had a curfew or anything but Jed had special plans, he had to pop by his little pets home for a quick check up, and then, if Sally was an all clear. He would rip her to shreds on his knife. “I gotta write some stuff up at the office, is it okay if I drop you back?” 

“Yeah, of course” Piper smiles, she collects the garbage from the truck and shovels it into a paper bag. “I'll just pop this in the bin.” 

Jed watches Piper shuffle out the truck, her red hair swaying in the light breeze as she approaches the fry shaped bin, his head turns. Dark eye’s settle on Sally Hughes as she zips up her pink crushed velvet tracksuit, she takes little Joe's hands on her own and wipes them with a wet wipe. She swings her camel purse over her shoulder as she holds Joe’s tiny hand. Pulling him out of the fast food joint and into her white car. 

He watches you through the window, sliding the plastic washing basket on the floor and slumping into the couch. Your hair falls down the side as your leg lifts onto the back, then your other leg. He can tell you're bored. Your phone rings and your head shrugs to the side to the noise, you never really got phone calls. Unless it was important. 

You lift yourself off the sofa and trudge over to the phone. Taking the receiver off the wall, your finger loops round the thick coils. “Hello?” you mutter. Danny can just make out your expression on your face. He doesn't speak as he holds the phone to his ear. 

You look confused. You roll your eyes at the obvious silence. And slam the phone back onto the wall, pulling a cupboard door open and slinking out a bottle of whiskey. It's the same one he saw laying on the floor that night. You pour some in a glass and knock it back. He calls again, watching your angry stomps to the phone, you pull it up to your ear. “Hello?” you sigh and cradle your face. “Jesus christ, just fucking say something” your voice spills out over the phone in a hard hush. 

“Watch yourself” Danny mutters, He hangs up and watches you cradle the receiver against your ear. You look down and then towards the bathroom. The phone falls as you shuffle your feet towards the door, it swings angrily into the wall. You come back into the lounge, knife in hand. A hunting knife, your dads old one. Buck 110, 3.75 stainless steel blade, with a wooden handle, lockback locking mechanism. He had already felt the weight of the knife in his hand, smaller than the one he used himself. Lighter too, he had stood in your bathroom, mask off in front of your mirror and traced his neck with the blade, wondering if you'd ever have the guts to slice his own throat when he would inevitably break in for a quick catch up. 

You pull the blade out and look down at the sharp edge. Walking over to the phone to hang it back up. You pull your jeans down, sliding them over your thighs in a quick recession. Standing over close to the window and then tracing over your thighs with the knife. Danny wishes he had brought his camera. You look out the window. Eyebrows furrowing. Your eyes are searching for something. Him. But Danny slinks into the shadows. His white mask encased in darkness. He pulls out his notepad and writes down something quickly. 

Lips pursing as you shrug your shirt off over your head. You raise an eyebrow and then trace the knife up your arms. Then down your chest. You sigh. Rolling your eyes until you hold the knife against your throat. Gripping tightly. He watches your hands pale around the knife's handle and you push into your throat he sees a dribble of blood fall onto your collarbone. He waits. Your eyes tear up and the knife clatters to the ground. 

You look towards the phone on your wall. Shaking your head and grabbing your clothes from the floor. You walk into your bedroom. Danny stand’s slowly. Clawing at the outside of your window to lift it up. He slides in carefully. Moving with ease against the creaky wooden floor. He picks the knife up from the ground, and pierces the blade through the note, watching blood seep into the picture, He hears your shuffles through your hallway. Taking a quick exit, he watches you from the window standing just in plain sight. You lift the note from the floor. He watches your chest move up and down quickly. Your mouth twitching at the sides as he watches you unfold the letter and close the buck with one hand. Blue ink is smudged across the letter. 

‘Thanks for the show’ 

You don't look up.

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Vlad is Ra al ghul

After jack and maddies death danny and vlad had one final brawl which resulted in the both of them having breakdowns and eventually having a heart to heart so their on better terms now

By the time danny ghost king coronation was coming up vlad was conflicted a part of him wanted to follow in dani's footsteps, leave to explore and no longer live for someone else

But another part of him didnt want to leave his obssession(danny) alone and just cut contact

In the end danny gave vlad a fenton-phone with the ability to teleport vlad to danny and danny to vlad, danny also had one so he could do the same to vlad

So vlad traveled between the infinite realms and eventually setteled in a little universe where he relaxed for a while

Until he started aging again, danny, vlad and frost bite did some experimenting and discovered that because vlad wasent a true halfa if he was removed from ectoplasm for certain amounts of time he'd age again and eventually die

So vlad asked danny to create a pool of ectoplasm in the mountains.

More years passed and eventually vlad created the LOA, danny knowes about it but dosent aprove, vlad never stopped contact with danny he just stopped teleporting him there every month

He had a daughter and a grandson, created a fake name so only a few people knew him real name and was currently being harassed by a group of furries

Yes, danny dose repeatedly, make fun of vlads life

Now where this takes a turn is when during a fight with batman at the LoA

The batfam were all there and watching as Ra al ghul fight bruce to see the fate of their lives

However during the fight Ra dropped something that looked like a phone which bruce picked up

The way Ra reacted to bruce having it told everyone it was important, so bruce was planning to trade it for the batfams lives when he pushed a button on the thing

A *beep* and a flash of light was all the warning anyone got before a white teenager in regal attire was floating there holding the devise

The being looked breefly suprised before turning to Ra

:really fruitloop, you teleport me now

: apologies little badger, but it was the bat that teleport led you

[mapleapplepiee]

PART 1 Prince Jack/Baker Bitty AU

Hello y'all,

I didn't have a concrete idea for this picture, but @doggernaut inspired me to actually have an actual plot and maybe some more pictures or an fancomic in the future.

For context, this is what was sent to me by @doggernaut that inspired this post:

"I keep looking at it and thinking about a Prince Jack who’s supposed to be off saving a princess, but can’t help but visit the cute baker who always has a kind smile and warm slice of apple pie for him.

“Sweetheart, you’re here so often I’m starting to think you aren’t really interested in saving that princess.”

PART 1

Prince Jack is Stressed (TM) and Anxious(TM) about his upcoming coronation for Crown Prince. Last time Did Not End Well.

There are so many things he's supposed to get done before then and getting pressure from everyone, including himself.

Then one day a rumor is spread "Princess Lardo has been taken by a fire breathing dragon and must be rescued"

Prince Jack is like ok, I can do this, get out of the castle for a bit but also help someone out and maybe prove that I'm good enough? sign me up

He takes his trusted knight and best friend, Sir Shitty, with him and together they make it through the town, but not before passing a new bakery (Which I decided is when the picture takes place) with a very cute baker is putting out some baked goods.

Jack has no real excuse to go in there at that moment because Princess Lardo might be in trouble, but he secretly hopes that there will come a day where he can say hi.

They continue on there mission to save Princess Lardo from an dragon, but when he and his loyal trusty knight Sir Shitty go to save her, the dragon is actually just a sculpture piece that she managed to get to spew fire. She's not actually trapped there, its just her studio space.

Edit: Part 2

After a conversation, Lardo and Jack decide that he can keep coming there to get all of his paperwork done in a stress free, quiet environment, if he can bring her some supplies and pasteries/food/etc and also bring Shitty.

He very quickly agrees, knowing he know has an excuse to talk to the baker now.

End Part 1

I hope to have a Part 2 up tomorrow.

EDIT: PART 2 is up now!

Have a great evening yall!

[sboochi]

AAHH I LOVE YOUR LATEST ARTBOF THE TTS AU FEATURING ELSA AND ANNA!! Everyone's coronation outfits are stunning, especially Jack's suit! Love Cass staying on brand and ruining other people's parties lol. Anna bashing a sentient cake with a pitchfork while bemoaning how much she wanted to eat it is totally something she'd do. And what's this I hear about Jack and Elsa taking a trip to Ahtohallan together? What sort of things do they discover there? More moon stone lore?

What I came up with is the answer to the question: how does Jack find out he has the future Moonstone? I already established that he gets some funky visions in the House of Yesterday's Tomorrow that hint at that.

So Jack starts having this big doubt, but he doesn't know what to do with it until he meets Elsa, who is a spirit. (Tangent: in this specific time there are no Guardians yet which I know doesn't make a lot of sense timeline-wise but I want to pretend Tangled happened before them so it's easier for me)

Luckily Elsa knows the perfect place to get some answers about Jack's past and the two go to Ahtohallan. (Perfect moment for a song AND a line from Jack about how Elsa doesn't need to worry about him freezing since, well, he already died once)

(Also his suit gets messed up in the cake fight and that's my excuse for giving him pretty clothes made by Elsa. Because I have 0 self control)

[connorsnothereeither]

I dont know if youve talked about this before, but if not, how did you come up with some of your characters' names?

I’ve talked about it before for Ulysses here in this post but not some of the others!! But I would love to I shake their names about!!

Virgil Coronis (Sky Bound SMP)

So Virgil went through a lot of potential names. He was built up vibes-first in development, so I had my gothic, conspiracy librarian, and no names. I wanted something that sounded more sharp, and angular. Crow-like.

I went for some classic gothic literature names to start. Jonathan (for Jonathan Harker from Dracula), Percival/Percy (for Percy Shelly), and Auguste (from Poe’s The Murders in the Rue Morgue), along with some others were all potential candidates. By then, however, @jamphibiann had already chosen Pietro, and so I looked for some other Italian names to match since we were playing brothers. Romeo, and Salvatore were somewhat higher contenders then!

Landing on Virgil was actually sort of stolen from @venear-tmblr . When throwing around potential names, one of the ones that didn’t make the cut for him was Dante. And while Dante didn’t quite fit the character I had in my mind, Virgil definitely did! It had Latin/Italian roots, and felt angular and distinctly raven-like to me! :D

“Coronis” as a last name is actually an ancient Greek word, which is both referring to the curved flourish in old handwriting, and is same root word (corone) for the Greek for crows or ravens, referring the curvature of their beaks! So it felt very fitting too.

Leopold Haust (Terramortis)

Leopold was honestly… kind of a silly one. He never had any alternate names. I knew he was going to be from the 1920s, so I wanted a vaguely old-timey name, which fit the vibe, but could still be shortened into something more modern and easy to quickly say. And, at the time, I was reading Ulysses by James Joyce as a joke… and “Leopold” is the name of the Odysseus/Ulysses counterpart in that novel. So it just sort of… ticked all the boxes lol. It wasn’t supposed to be connected to Ulysses at all, but it jumped out at me as a perfect name for the character I had created. Haust was just a made up name that sounded like it matched well when spoken allowed!

D’Hakth’rkael “Daniel Thorns” Thoricht (Cantripped)

So Dan was… interesting name wise. I had the “bit” in mind long before I came up with the name. I was somewhat inspired by a lot of people I know or grew up knowing, who would have long, intricate names, and would shorten it to just like,,, “Mike”. But mostly I was inspired from the “folk hero” angle of how through Christianisation and colonisation, Celtic mythology names were super worn down into common, short Anglican names. Things like “Cú Cuhlainn”/“Conochubar” or “Fionn mac Cumhail” being worn down to names like Connor or Finn. I also just love when folklore figures have what feel like really mundane names, with a descriptor or trait. “Robin Hood”, “Jack Frost”, etc. it’s very English folktale to me.

For a while I wanted to play with “Tom” of “Jack” but for whatever reason “Dan��� just stood out to me as a very mundane feeling name (and to be fair, Dan does go by Jack sometimes… in some places… just nowhere we’ve been yet…). So Dan Thorns came first, and I worked backwards from there.

From “Daniel Thorns” it was basically just a process of mashing fantasy sounds together until they sounded like a name. Thoricht felt like a believable evolution of “Thorns”, and could still pass as a human name. “D’Hakth” came next; I liked the juxtaposition of sounds, and the ways you could linguistically interpret it, taking it in a D, H, Y, or even J direction. The final part, “rkael” was mostly just for flavour. I started looking into vengeance Paladin, “avenging angel” imagery for Dan for a while, felt biblical, and I really liked the vaguely biblical feel it brought to the name, while adding another layer of “oh that’s why he just goes by Dan” akgakag

[brf-rumortrackinganon]

About the Coronation: Proof that Harry went straight to the airport

Guess whose surly scowl isn't in the BBC's coronation documentary!

Around the 70-minute mark, there are scenes of the royal processions returning to Buckingham Palace to a warm welcome and great cheers from the extended families and close friends. Take a look at who was there...

The lady in blue in front of Princess Michael and the lady in a white coat both look famliar to me, but I'm having trouble placing them. I believe the young man hovering over Mike's right shoulder is Earl Snowdon/David Linley's son (Princess Margaret's grandson), but I'm not sure so he didn't get a nametag.

Update! (12/29/23) The lady in blue is Sophie Tollemache, wife of Edward Tollemache, who I believe is the man to her right that's cut off in the image. Edward is one of Charles's godsons and Edward and Sophie's son Ralph (in the foreground above, with the blue arrow aross his head) is one of Charles's pageboys. The reason she is familiar to me is because of her dress. It is by Beulah London and is the same dress that Beatrice wore to the Platinum Jubilee Service of Thanksgiving (which Sophie Winkleman wore in fuchsia and which The Princess of Wales also has in blush and with short sleeves.)

That's Mike Tindall with the medals on his chest standing next to Jack. You can't see it well, but Eugenie is the dark blue feathers blocked from the camera by the page boys and Zara is the light blue hat with blonde hair in the back.

Now, you know if the Sussexes knew the royals were filming a documentary for the coronation, Harry would've pushed himself to be front and center of everyone, and he probably would've stepped out to greet his darling papa with a hug and a kiss for the camera. I mean, the guy didn't push through chairs at the Commonwealth Service for nothing!

So, many thanks to the BBC for finally putting to bed the "when did Harry really leave for the airport" speculation. After all, there were competing narratives at the time of the coronation:

Harry's PR: Harry went to Buckingham Palace to see his father and have lunch with everyone, then he went to the airport.

Royal Reporters: Harry left for the airport immediately after the coronation service.

(Meghan co-signed with Harry's PR but then once the royal reporters began writing that Harry left immediately after the service, she started putting out 'Harry left immediately after the service to be home for Archie's birthday party' PR.)

Now we know. The royal reporters' version is correct. Harry went straight to the airport from Westminster Abbey.

[siltyriver]

DPxDC WIP — Conceal, Don’t Feel

(official continuation of this prompt post)

Pairings: Jason/Danny, Tim/Bernard, Dick/Wally

Idea: Frozen/Rise of the Guardians AU

Okay the brain worms won out so official new WIP here we go!

Jason is Elsa, Danny is Jack Frost

Basic premise is that Jason was abandoned as a young child and the Spirits gifted him with powers to help him stay alive after they witnessed him helping a young reindeer (no he does not adopt it lmao) and he’s eventually taken in by Bruce Wayne, King of Arendelle Gotham

His powers are a shock to Bruce, but they seem harmless enough and he mostly uses them to make little trinkets or mini snow storms/flurries when his emotions are high

He gains more control as he gets older and Dick and Tim are always asking him to make more action figures and slides and whatnot and he’s more than happy to comply, enjoying making his brothers happy

Until one night (ages are roughly: Dick 12, Jason 7, Tim 5) there’s an accident with Timmy jumping too fast on the pillars Jason was creating for him and he falls and Jason reaches out with too much power that hits his brother square in the chest

Dick runs to get Bruce as Jason cradles Tim who’s passed out and cold as ice and Jason is so, so scared

Bruce takes them all to John Constantine who is a hermit in the woods with lots of magical and arcane knowlege

He is able to heal Tim but he makes it very clear that Jason could have killed him and that if he continued to use his powers without tight control he could kill someone else

They’re all shaken enough to take this as meaning that Jason should just… never use his powers. Conceal, don’t feel, don’t let them show

So life goes on and Jason locks himself away in his room most of the time (Bruce does not shut down the castle though — they just keep Jason’s powers a secret like usual). Tim doesn’t remember the accident or the fact that Jason has powers so he’s confused and hurt and Dick is worried about Jason but follows Bruce and his lead and doesn’t talk about it and tells Tim that Jason is just sick and needs his space

Their family grows as Bruce takes in Damian (Talia died when he was about 2, Bruce didn’t even know about him until the kid showed up at the Palace doors with a letter explaining the situation), and adopts Cass and Duke.

Babs is the daughter of the Captain of the Guard and Dick’s best friend so is basically part of the family and Steph (a street rat, daughter of a criminal) got attached to Tim and basically lives in the palace (but is NOT Bruce’s daughter, she reminds them all constantly). Other batfam members come in and out as they please lol

Bruce is presumed dead when Jason is 16 and Dick takes the throne at 21. Things are a bit tense but Dick has a solid support system and things go relatively smoothly, but Jason is having a harder time controlling his powers and emotions

Cut to his 18th birthday when he’s to get Crowned as Prince (I know this may be incorrect but I also Do Not care how monarchies work <3 — Maybe it could be Dick’s official Coronation or smth to make it easier, idc)

He really fucking doesn’t want to, but he also wants to act normal and make Dick proud so he suffers through it

Needless to say it goes terribly and ends with him basically turning the ballroom into ice and setting an eternal winter on all of Gotham as he flees to the mountains

Tim (who kind of set Jason off) tells Dick he’s going to track him down. (After a quick run-down explanation from Dick who is Stressed and Tim is so pissed that he didn’t remember the accident and that Jason felt the need to isolate himself — and that Bruce let him and convinced Dick it was for the best)

Dick goes with him and leaves the Kingdom in the capable hands of his Advisor (Babs) and Consort (Wally) and Alfred

They left very fast and aren’t the Most prepared and it’s a bit of a shitshow trek (cue Tim falling into a river trying to mimic Dick’s stupid gymnast moves and Dick getting a tree full of snow dumped on him for laughing) but they eventually make to to a little trading post (‘Look, Tim, they have a sauna!’) and are immediately recognized as Royalty and are getting products shoved at them left and right

Enter Bernard, local ice harvester, who is covered in snow and already annoyed at the Royal Roadshow when he needs to buy some real supplies

Tim and he immediately start bickering and when Dick overhears that Bernard knows the mountain he asks him to be their guide, much to both Tim and Bernard’s immediate refusals. But Dick offers a lot of money and Bernard caves

Meanwhile Jason has found himself collapsing in the snow and finally lets himself have the emotional release that he’s been holding in and his magic goes nuts creating things and he finds himself in a giant ice fortress, which, rad

What’s not rad is the freaky guy who shows up inside said fortress and starts poking around at both the ice and at Jason

It’s Danny, AKA Phantom Frost from the Legends

Now, Danny has been around for a century or two as a Winter Spirit and then became a Guardian when he kicked Pariah Dark’s ass back to the Eternal Darkness a couple hundred years ago. (Pariah Dark = Pitch Black/the Boogeyman)

He doesn’t remember his mortal life and no one is sure if he actually ever had a life Before or if he’s a manifestation of Magic herself. That rumor mixed with his defeat of Pariah leaves him revered among the Spirits and Guardians alike and he doesn’t love it because they often come to him with problems as if he can fix them (he does, every time)

He’s known as Phantom Frost but his closer friends call him Danny - the name he came into this world instinctively knowing as himself even when everything else was missing. (Maybe his squad can be Spirits/Guardians too? hmmm.)

Things have been quiet for a couple of decades and then one day his instinctual alarm bells start going off telling him that something is wrong and Unbalanced with Winter so he goes to investigate

He finds out that an Eternal Winter has been set on the Kingdom of Gotham and discovers a truly spectacular fortress built from ice in the mountains north of the kingdom

He goes inside and meets Jason who has clearly been Gifted by Magic herself and is so Unbalanced within his own soul that it makes Danny shiver

He knows he needs to help the guy and ends up showing off some of his own powers and gaining a bit of trust from Jason who ends up telling him the rundown of what led up to this and Danny is Pissed (and confused on how he had never known about Jason throughout the years) and vows to help him learn how to properly control his powers without trying to shut them off and harm his soul

After a bit of training and huge improvements with Jason’s abilities, Dick and Tim (and Bernard) come to find him and when Jason figures out he set off an Eternal Winter (Danny did Not inform him of that fact) he kind of spirals and ends up lashing out at Tim for the second time in his life and Danny has to calm him down so they can Fix the situation

Dick is (rightfully) freaking the fuck out and doesn’t trust Danny all the way so Danny agrees to go with them to visit their local Hermit/Arcane Expert to get a second opinion and who, from what Danny heard from Jason, deserves an ass kicking anyway (it’s John Constantine and he’d been the person Bruce took Tim to when the first accident happened and who had basically convinced them all to fear Jason’s powers and led to him trying to pretend they didn’t exist)

John Constantine is So Tired

Meeting Phantom Frost is overwhelming enough, but having to yet again deal with a Wayne level Situation… he feels like maybe he should move

But he helps, calling on Magic and finding the situation much more dire than any of them thought

He tells them the solution and they all pretty much laugh in his face (all except Phantom, who knows Magic better than John could ever even hope to and who wouldn’t dare laugh or scoff at Her power)

Only an act of True Love can thaw the ice that has set in Tim’s heart

aaaaand… to be continued ;)

[avelnfear]

Chapter One

Masterlist

Danny studied the room, trying to keep their breathing steady. It was a simple room with no furnishings done completely in black, although the floor was black marble and the walls were black wood. A simple black door stood in one wall. There really wasn’t enough in the room to help with their anxiety, so they took to pacing the room. Danny started out on the ground until that simply wasn’t enough, slowly transitioning to floating then to zooming from one side of the room to the other.

As he paced, Danny’s mind drifted, his tail curled and uncurled behind him. He thought back to when he’d first met Jazz, and the instant connection they’d both felt. No one could have imagined how that one meeting would lead to all of this. Danny’d already been tossed around a few towns while waiting to be adopted, some of his paperwork turning up missing or filled out in symbols that didn’t mean anything, and he’d already learned that his voice didn’t always like people by the time he met Jazz. Through the pity of some attendants, he knew some sign and was decently proficient with writing and reading.

Jazz had only been nine, meaning Danny was about seven since no one was really sure when his birthday was. The two of them had quickly become inseparable, maybe because of the short gap between their ages. Over the next eleven years, things had moved fairly quickly, starting with the addition of Tucker and Sam into their little group. The addition should have added a level of separation to the group, but they’d only grown closer. The group got together shortly before Tucker’s seventh birthday.

They’d all learned a lot by separating into groups to do things. Danny and Sam went into gymnastics together, Jazz got lessons on survival and first aid and a couple in hunting, and Tucker learned to be self-sufficient and very good at computers. They all taught each other everything that they could. The four of them also took various martial art and sign language classes, again sharing insight and the like. Maddie thought her kids wanted diverse interests, so she’d signed them up for dance classes as well.

From the outside looking in, it looked like they were preparing for something, gearing up for some massive undertaking that no one could figure out. From the inside looking in, they knew they were preparing for something, but they didn’t know what. Eventually, something changed. The four of them abruptly quit their extra classes the summer before the younger ones’ freshman year. Coincidentally, this was about a month before the completion of the Fenton Portal, an invention designed to break through the dimensional barrier and open a doorway to the Ghost Zone.

Then the portal was completed, and Danny died. His story should have ended there, but he had somehow come back. The next few months had shown the four exactly what they had been preparing for as their town was suddenly open to visitors from the Ghost Zone. The years had flown by in a flurry of fights and training, discovery and working, and trying to keep their grades up. Jack and Maddie had thrown themselves into ghost hunting, not really noticing when Jazz graduated early with Danny following closely behind. 

In the mess of building up for the crowning ceremony, the Fenton Siblings hadn’t really kept tabs on the Fenton Parents, so Danny simply prayed they hadn’t made any questionable inventions while they were distracted. There were hardly any words spoken at FentonWorks as both sides were in a flurry of preparation for various things. Still, Danny had hoped that his parents would have at least thought to check up on their schooling.

Now, on the day of the crowning ceremony, Danny just couldn’t keep still. Clockwork had been its usual cryptic self about why the crowning ceremony was taking place separately from the coronation despite the words meaning basically the same thing in English. That had made Danny very stressed until Pandora and Dora had explained that the crowning ceremony was just to crown him as King until the coronation when he was given the Throne because the Realms wouldn’t last until the preparations could be made to have a proper coronation. 

Danny tried to stop his pacing. He knew that this was a stressful event, knew he usually got out stress through movement, knew that he wasn’t even harming the floor, and knew that they’d already made every possible preparation. However, the pacing session had started to feel different, heavy, in a way that he didn’t really like. It reminded Danny of those times when he was alone at night, that a choking sense that something was missing would drown him, like an unseen tsunami. This sense had only been mixed with several different types of anticipation, and it was hanging heavily in the air around him, making it hard to breathe without completely restricting his breath.

They pondered all of this, thoughts racing as they kept pacing. Flashes of playful growls, brief impressions of blue, and a feeling that was at once peace and loss flickered in and out of focus, dancing in and around the thoughts in their head and the strange pressure flooding their senses. Danny drifted through their thoughts, losing their sense of time as they did, until the sound of their name broke them from their trance.

Looking up, they saw their people standing in the doorway. The familiar sight brought comfort to Danny, and they found themself looking over their friends to double check that everything was okay. Sam chuckled as she noticed what they were doing, popping a hip as if posing for the inspection. Tucker merely smiled, and Jazz shook her head bemusedly.

Sam wore a little bit fancier clothing than usual, a black cropped tank, short black skirt with an ectoplasm green grid on it, dark purple leggings, and black combat boots. Her black bob was cut jaggedly and left to hang around her face. Her bracelets and choker matched, both looking like chains with black capsules in the center of some of the links, hanging from the choker was a red duck candle charm. 

Tucker wore his usual army green cargo pants with extra pockets, brown combat boots, muted mustard long sleeve shirt, and red beret. His red duck candle pin was pinned to the end of his beret. He wore bubble bracelets with the same black capsules as Sam in them. His black half circle glasses were set on his face over a black face mask.

Jazz had needed to dress up a little for her part in the ceremony, so she was wearing a black jumpsuit decorated with teal chain and vines and the rare pair of ectoplasm green eyes. The suit was tucked into black combat boots that had teal lines framing the structure. A short cap hung from her shoulders, Danny’s symbol done in ectoplasm green on the back. At the bottom corner was a red duck candle pin.

Danny had also been told to dress for the occasion, wearing a similar jumpsuit to Jazz except his was decorated with ectoplasm green eyes as the main feature along with silver snowflakes and his neckline was higher, turning it into a turtleneck of sorts. Over this was a cape made to brush the floor whether he walked on it or floated over it, but if he started flying in earnest then it would shrink to the walking size. The inside of the cape was a perfect night sky, like someone had ripped a patch of the sky in order to make it, except for the inside of the hood which was red. The outside of the cape was a black that rivaled the space between the stars in depth. The pin keeping the cape attached was a silver pin in the shape of a crown, the gems in said crown being shaped like stars.

“Is it time?” Danny’s voice was quiet, yet it carried across the room to the three that were still at the door. Sam smiled at him and Tucker gave him a thumbs up as they shifted to let Jazz into the room.

“Yeah little bro, it’s time.” Jazz’s voice seemed very loud in comparison to Danny’s, but there was no mistaking the kind tone it held, matching the expression on her face.

Danny heaved in a deep breath. Sam’s smile turned reassuring as Tucker let his eyes speak his reassurances as they watched Danny approach. Danny felt himself relax as he met with his friends. They assumed the formation, Sam and Tucker in the front, Jazz behind them, and Danny at the rear as they walked out the door. As much as he was relaxing, the strange anticipation-panic-missing was building. 

Since they were already in the Clocktower where the crowning ceremony was to take place, it didn’t take very long to arrive before Clockwork, coincidentally taking just enough time to let the anticipation-panic-missing build while still remaining bearable. Sam and Tucker split off to stand before Clockwork a couple steps off to the side and forward, mirroring each other. Jazz walked in front of him until they were three quarters of the way to Clockwork. There, she turned sideways as he passed, bowing slightly in his direction. As he moved past her, she fell into step behind his left side. Danny stopped before Clockwork, head held high and face carefully blank.

Amusement and pride flickered in Clockwork’s red eyes like a bonfire as it gazed upon him, but its face was otherwise devoid of emotion. “We few are gathered here today to witness a momentous occasion, The Crowning of a King. Historically, every King has treated their Crowning differently. Today is a day that will change nothing yet stand out as a herald of great change. The High King of All Ghosts is a title that goes hand in hand with several others. Including titles received from predecessors, it is my honor to bestow upon you, Phantom, some titles of your own. However, before we get to that, it appears I will say a few more words. What has gone before shall now come again, when the pieces shall finally find their place. All is as it should be. Now,” Clockwork lifts its hands, the Crown appearing between the hands without touching them. “I bestow upon you the titles of The Balance, Endless One, and the Unbound Star. Let these people and this Crown bear witness.” Here, it lowered its hands until the Crown rested on Danny’s head. “With this Ring,” The Ring appears, floating before the finger it will rest on. “And all these people as witnesses, I name you The Balance, Endless One, and the Unbound Star.” 

The Ring slipped onto Danny’s finger, and his glow intensified, growing brighter and brighter as his power surged due to the titles. His eyes were glowing so green that they were gold. Black ice grew around, dimming the glow and acting like a second skin while still obscuring his form. Danny had the weird sense of being able to see what was happening as though from outside of his body.

Clockwork stepped back. “And thus the Crowning is complete.” As one the four people in the room bowed, thumping their fists on the left side of their chests twice. “All hail the High King of All Ghosts!” Clockwork called out.

Once again in unison, Clockwork, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker called out, “The King is Dead! Long Live the King!” Over and over the words rang out, and as they did, Danny felt something build up, flowing out from and into his core. Suddenly, he could feel the Infinite Realms and everything in them in their entirety. He knew something was happening around him, but he couldn’t process it as he felt each and every one of his subjects as they felt the effects of his Crowning.

All too suddenly for Danny’s very overwhelmed brain, his vision went black, but it didn’t stay that way for long as memories began rushing by. Danny didn’t understand what was happening, but it soon clicked that these were his memories from other lives playing on loop. There were only two lives, but they were vastly different. One ended in peace after a long while, and the other ended abruptly after a very short time.

Danny watched as the memories started yet again. Suddenly, with the force of a train, a thought struck him. Jason was who was missing from his life yet causing such a big impact. Maybe the impact was so big precisely because they hadn’t met yet. A tiny voice whispered shortly after that first thought that he’d never found his biological family either.

These two thoughts seemed to trigger a change because he was no longer watching the memories, but living them again. When he’d lived through all his lives again, catching up to his most recent Crowning, Danny snapped back to awareness. The black ice that had been holding him broke off with a resounding crack, revealing that nothing had changed appearance wise despite what some might have thought with the light show earlier. If memory repeated itself, the changes to his appearance would come at the coronation.

Looking around, he was alone in the room, but that was expected since it had probably been a few days since the ceremony. Tucker, Jazz, and Sam had set up one of the adjacent rooms to be a comfortable resting place while they waited for him to stabilize after the massive surge in power that the ceremony brought him. They hadn’t told him which room it was though, but he had a simple fix for that.

Reaching out with Danny’s new-old senses, they easily located their people, quickly and silently moving through the wall. Appearing behind their people, they smirked mischievously. “So.” They started, watching as the room’s occupants jumped.

“Holy dragon plushies, don’t do that, Danny!” Jazz gasped, pushing a hand into her chest as if trying to calm her heart.

“Empty gum wrappers!! Warning would be nice!” Tucker barked out as he pulled himself back into the bean bag he’d fallen out of at the sudden appearance of Danny.

“Pink lacy frills!” Sam gasped, going pale before swiftly recovering. “Ancients, Danny! That wasn’t very nice.”

Danny chuckled for a few seconds, thoroughly enjoying his people’s reactions. “I found out two things. One, the curse on Amity Park that doesn’t allow anyone to swear is a legitimate curse, not a wish from Desiree. As long as you consider yourself from Amity Park, then you can’t swear, regardless of whether or not you were born there or you leave. If Amity Park shaped you at all, you get the fun of developing your own swear language.” His people were now all staring at him, waiting for the second thing he’d figured out. “Secondly, I’m the one who first made Candy Cores in both forms, Khuzbu and Khuzba.”

“Wow!” Tucker said in awe. “Wait a minute, how did you get all of that from one simple ceremony?”

“Well…”

Tags: @blacksea21090 @chrysanthemum9484 @samgirl98 @may-rbi @justwannaseesomebrozawa @serasvictoria02 @treepainting 

[justallihere]

I’m gonna go ahead and guess you forgot the jack barlowe reveal 😂 this is really close to canon and I can seeeeeee the post-heist torture chamber from here and I’m not readyyyy😭😭

It’s so funny to see Xaden calling Violet a means to an end after the coronation and now getting so angry she’s putting herself in danger when that’s literally what he married her for is delicious. YOU REAP WHAT YOU SEW‼️

“I can’t live without you” 🥺🥺🥺 Violet is literally DW refusing to read the sign on the door. She won’t believe him until he outright says it but my heart hurts for him especially when she turned her back. Does he understand that she didn’t interpret it the way he meant it?

Bodhi is such a little snitch (I love him sm). At this point, everyone in Aretia must know Xaden is head over heels the way they’re all trying to apologize on his behalf 😭

Xaden must have felt to isolated being the ruler of Tyrrendor in the wake of their parents death and having to shoulder the weight of everything alone. I’m happy he has a partner in Violet and never has to be alone that way again.

I wonder what contingencies Xaden has in place to keep Violet safe.

Amazing chapter, as always 💕💕💕

I started writing this chapter, got a bit in, and then went “oh fuck” 😂 I’m thinking I might want him around for later lmao

Xaden definitely knows Violet didn’t take it the way he meant it, but seeing as they’re working on ✨boundaries✨ and ✨communication✨ and her body language clearly said she was done with the conversation, he decided to let it drop for now

Everyone is BEGGING Violet to put Xaden out of his misery and she’s just like. No. He did this. He’ll be fine.

Thinking about how lonely and heavy ruling alone was for Xaden makes me big sad, which is why we just focus on the fact that he has Violet now and nothing else 🥰

Thank you so much!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

[daughter-of-melpomene]

𝗔 𝗪𝗛𝗢𝗟𝗘 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗖𝗛 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗖𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗦 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗦

Okay, so as I was talking to Evie about the other day, I was going through one of my old notebooks and found a whole extended universe of Descendants OCs I had planned from middle school. I obviously don’t plan on formally introducing or doing anything with all of these OCs, because there is a lot of them, but I still thought it would be fun to share them with you guys! They’re not all in their original versions from my notebook, because a few of them did require a little changing and revamping, but I still hope you guys enjoy these little ideas from twelve-year-old me’s brain.

Soha Pride, daughter of Simba and Nala, Carlos ship. Able to attend Auradon Prep thanks to a spell from Fairy Godmother that allows her entire family to shift between their lion and human forms. Very dedicated to her duties as a princess of Pride Rock, but sometimes feels overshadowed by her older sister Kiara because she’s the oldest and the heir. Doesn’t believe any of the stuff Audrey and Chad say about the VKs and makes it her mission to be friends with them. Formerly a Jay ship. I am going to be introducing her formally in a little bit, so look out for that!

Josie Sparrow, daughter of Jack Sparrow, Evie ship. Auradon kid because it could never be decided whether Jack was a villain or not, and now he sails all around the seas surrounding Auradon and the different kingdoms. Has the ability to visit the Isle in her dreams, and it’s later revealed that that’s because her mother is Calypso. A huge troublemaker and prankster who’s constantly in trouble with Fairy Godmother, and becomes quick besties with Mal because of it when the VKs first come to Auradon.

Jackson Kelly-Jacobs, son of Jack Kelly and David Jacobs, OC ship. Son of Jack and Davey because I am a Javid shipper for life. A dancer and gymnast who’s on the R.O.A.R. team, and used to be friends with Chad before he turned into a bully. Really flirty and charming like his dad Jack, but still a total sweetheart. He and Evie quickly develop a WLW/MLM friendship when the VKs come to Auradon, and he definitely punches Chad during the Family Day thing.

Steven Smee, son of Mr. Smee, OC ship (Jackson’s boyfriend). Comes to Auradon with the VKs even though he’s not friends with them after Ben lets his dad persuade him to invite the child of a sidekick along with the children of villains so the people of Auradon are a bit “more receptive”. A complete shy sweetheart who loves his dad and brothers and misses them terribly when he leaves (because Smee is actually a really good dad) and is the reason the twins get to come to Auradon in the third movie. Kind of sensitive because he got bullied a lot as a kid on the Isle, but still has an inner strength that not a lot of people expect.

Maile Montunui, daughter of Moana, Uma ship. President and pretty much only member of the Auradon Prep Sailing Club, which the Sea Three join after they come to Auradon in the alternate post-second movie story that I had in my head. Incredibly courageous and not afraid to speak her mind, but sometimes gets herself into trouble from being too confident. Frequently curses and insults people in Samoan. Bisexual disaster who falls in love with Uma instantly, even if it takes Uma a while to feel the same about her.

Haven Hearts, daughter of the Queen of Hearts, Harry ship. Member of the VKs who had a sort of Romeo and Juliet romance going on with Harry, but has to break it off when they leave to go to Auradon. She wants desperately to be good and break away from her mother’s reputation, and dedicates herself to being better once the VKs choose good at the coronation, which causes some tension between her and Harry when they meet again in the second movie. In the alternate post-second movie story after the Sea Three come to Auradon, though, they reconcile and get back together. She’s fierce and sarcastic by nature but not mean, and she shares Mal’s love for graffiti.

Cierra Chernabog, daughter of Chernabog, Ben ship. Outcast even on the Isle because her father is a demon, doesn’t come to Auradon until after the second movie because so many people were against bringing Chernabog’s kid to Auradon the first time. Super shy and doesn’t talk a whole lot, but incredibly smart and loving. Has a demon form that she isn’t able to access until leaving the Isle, but it’s big and terrifying and still kind of cool.

Celeste Frollo, daughter of Judge Frollo, Audrey ship. Claudette’s twin sister, very religious and God-fearing due to her father’s teaching, so she has a lot of Catholic guilt over liking girls (picture, like, Carrie White with no telekinesis and if she was a lesbian). Gets to go to Auradon after the second movie, when Audrey’s slowly starting to reform herself and be more accepting of villain kids (we’re pretending the third movie doesn’t happen, I guess), and at the same time my girl slowly starts to overcome her guilt and they fall in love!

And there are even more, but I’m gonna stop there (😅). Hope you guys enjoyed this little look into my crazy little middle schooler brain!!

Tagging some of the Descendants moots: @ginger-grimm, @dancingsunflowers-ocs, @ginevrastilinski-ocs, @auxiliarydetective, and soft tagging @manyfandomocs!!

[buffyfan145]

Fellowship of Fans and other LOTR fan accounts are posting that Jack Lowden's been cast for "Rings of Power" season 2!!! 😀 It hasn't been confirmed by the press yet but does seem to be likely with who he's supposedly playing and what the writers said recently about how season 2 is opening. Putting it behind a cut as it's massive spoilers but I'm excited too as I've been a fan of his for years and there's a chance this could become more recurring.

The sites are saying that Jack is playing the original form of Sauron, but Rings of Power Era clarified that this might only be the form Adar knew and not Mairon. It just depends if they'll actually show more flashbacks as the show goes on to the 1st Age. This goes with the spoilers we got yesterday from Total Film's interview with the writers where they revealed the Julius Ceaser coronation moment where Adar and the orcs "killed" him instead of crowing him as Morgoth's sucessor.

This is actually just a cameo for season 2 as well since we're supposedly only seeing this form in the prologue opening for season 2. There's also theories that once a form of Sauron is "killed" he can't take that form again, which is how Charlie Vickers is playing Halbrand and Annatar (and since we know he tells Celebrimbor now that he is also Halbrand so he doesn't change his face that much). So Jack isn't replacing Charlie at all but there's a chance he could show back up in flashbacks if the show chooses.

Being a fan of both Jack and Charlie I'm totally ok with it. I don't see Jack doing a full series like "Rings of Power" since he does other projects and just got an Emmy nomination for another show he's in. Then Charlie's become so popular with the fandom that I don't see them replacing him either, not to mention his chemistry test with Morfydd and how the writers talk about how he is as Sauron and how they chose him for his role. So this works.

Also Jack has reddish-blonde hair naturally so if he's Mairon that fits as well since most of us do usually depict him in fanart as having red hair. And again I've seen Jack in many movies and shows like "Dunkirk", "Fighting with my Family" (which being a wrestling fan is another fandom connection for me as he played Saraya's brother Zac Knight and both are in AEW now LOL), "Mary Queen of Scots", "War and Peace", and more. This also makes me curious if his Sauron will have a Scottish accent or not since Jack is but he's also done other accents as well. Plus, he's also Saoirse Ronan's fiancé too like in my gif and of course now getting Haladriel vibes. LOL 😂

But yes I'm excited especially being a fan of both Jack and Charlie and that they're likely both versions of Sauron.

[gyubby99]

Jelsa headcanons because THEMMMMM LOOK AT THEM

Elsa is an insomniac and Jack is a heavy sleeper I HAVE SAID IT AND I'LL SAY IT AGAIN.

Love language is physical touch. Loves holding hands often to remind them that they're more than just cold hands

Elsa loves looking at him when he's not looking. And when he does, she smile grows as he smiles as well.

Dumbasses. There are millions of dumbasses but they're my favorite.

Elsa sometimes doesn't get his dad jokes

Jack talks about Elsa the way Aladdin talked about Jasmine to the genie in that one scene

In Taylor Swift songs, I would describe their relationship dynamic as the 'sweet nothing' and 'afterglow' type.

THEY BOTH ARE MAMA'S BABIES. JACK IS A MAMA'S BOY AND ELS IS A MAMA'S GIRL. FOR SURE.

They both do not know how to dance and they just sort of learned to dance with each other.

Elsa takes her gloves off when she's with him. (Pre-coronation)

I don't think Elsa gives him the silent treatment when they fight. She knows that all his life people were passing through him like he doesn't exist, so pretending that he doesn't exist would strike a memory in him.

Constantly argues, but not too much. It's normal for them to have disagreements and things doesn't necessarily have to end up with them raising voices.

Elsa will do anything to get cuddles with this man. Everything.

Enjoys stargazing.

Elsa has panic attacks, Jack has nightmares. Get them therapy.

They're menaces that Tooth and Anna has to keep in a leash constantly /hj

Jack: "I still love you no matter how many times you sing in the middle of the night"

Jack is Elsa's ball of sunshine aside from Anna.

Jack jokes about how big her eyes are

Elsa steals his hoodie.

Jack is a switch for sur-

I cannot stress enough how much they love being in each other's arms. Ten page long essay. Powerpoint presentation. I'll do it.

They'd be cheezy parents that their future kids would be embarrassed of them being over each other.

Jack kisses her all over when she's mad at him

They both play pranks at Anna

Jack makes funny faces to make Elsa laugh when she's upset and it works.

Their mutual pining lasted longer their actual relationship /hj

Jack has scars on his back from when Pitch yeeted him, and Elsa was the first one he trusted to see them.

Elsa is a songwriter and he listens to her works.

Their first kiss was under the mistletoe

They make perfect snow angels

Elsa makes a huge ass snowball like she did with Anna in that one short clip while chasing Jack in high heels and he'd never felt more terrified and inlove before in his life.

Jack's the flirty one, but when elsa flirts back, best believe he just stands there beet red.

Jack is big on surprises, and Elsa loves giving gifts.

Their pet name for each other is either Love, or Snowflake/Frosty. Im not accepting anything more. This is my headcanon.

Elsa is thirsty for him. Girlie I know what you are. She's the thirsty one in the relationship

They're both bisexuals :)

Jack fell first, Elsa fell harder.

Sunshine = Elsa. Sunshine protector = Jack.

Jack gets along with Elsa's snow children (olaf, marshmallow, snowgies) very well. They're his children now. Marshmallow has a soft spot for his dad. All of them appeared in Jelsa's wedding. Marshmallow cried.

Jack starts the snowball fights, Elsa finishes them.

Lots of bickering.

Jack teases her about the "let it go" sequence and she loathes it.

They both play with Sandy's dream sands.

Elsa gets along with Tooth very well. Me personally, I see Tooth as too busy swooning over Elsa's teeth to consider her a love rival. They're besties and that is the hill I am prepared to die on.

For the first time in Jack's life, when they first started dating, Jack Frost was on the nice list.

North SHIIIIPPS THEMMM. He'd be the type to embarrass Jack in front of Elsa and HE WOULD. HE WOULD.

The elves adore Elsa and Jack had to shoo them away for being all over her.

Elsa helps North make toys and Jack is just being Jack.

They love playing with each other's hairs. They can't stand cuddling without doing it.

Elsa, surprisingly, was an open book to Jack.

Jack's favorite pillow is her lap.