#the clockwork god's apprentice

[vestige-nan]

The Clockwork God’s Apprentice: Ch 6

Summary: Snippets of the vestige being Sotha Sil’s apprentice before  the vestige became the vestige, because being Seht’s apprentice is the  dream.  

Fun stuff:  As always, vestige is gender neutral and not described,  however they are a psijic.

The clockwork god's apprentice watched him carefully with something akin to reverence. They must have let their nixad out to wander because he was not interrupting the apprentice's intense concentration. The god set a tiny gear in with a click before quickly retracting his brass fingers. In a miracle, the skeevaton rolled to life and the god's apprentice broke out into a huge, beaming smile. They followed the sporadic fabricant with their eyes as it darted this way and that, speeding off through the dark corners of the god's room.

"Can I let it out?" They asked, tearing their attention from the creature to match the god's ruby eyes.

"You wish to cause mischief among the psijics?" The god could already anticipate the psijic's relicmaster in his routine stumbling across the fabricant in the dark, mistaking it for something of greater import, and chasing after the creature in what could be described as "a wild guar chase".

His apprentice's smile shifted to something scampish in nature; something innocently guilty. An expression that seemed familiar from a past long, long gone. They must have been able to anticipate exactly what he had.

The god, despite himself, said, "Do as you wish."

His apprentice brightened even more at the god's acquiescence, their eyes twinkling like starlight. They began to corner the skeevaton as the god's gaze was glued to his apprentice. Seht had found himself doing more and more to make his apprentice smile; he noticed it objectively. He was going to return to his city soon—he must. Perhaps his attempts to delight his apprentice were a gauche apology born of past mistakes of abandoning those he cared about for his work, though he was certain his apprentice wouldn't need one. More likely, he wanted his apprentice to think of him fondly and anticipate his return, and that didn't have as clear of an answer for any question regarding it.

His apprentice gently lowered the frightened skeevaton onto the portal's dais. When the skeevaton vanished in an aerosol magic, his apprentice then returned to the clockwork god's side. The action left the god with a muted warmth.

"You don't wish to follow the creature?" He said, though he could see there was a question in his apprentice's eyes.

"I would get blamed for the skeevaton if I was around it." They said, hopping up on the god's desk and leisurely kicking their feet absently.

"You are to blame for it."

"Yeah, but Glenadir doesn't know that." They grinned.

"He will reason it out."

"Really?" His apprentice exhaled, pulling a knee to their chest and leaning their head against it. "Will he believe me if I say it's an accident?"

Ruby eyes flickered with the lightest touch of amusement. "You would have your god—who can devise the future—scry for whether you can lie to your superiors?"

Their smile widened in that scampish fashion again, "What else should I ask you?"

The god tilted his head at a slight angle. "Perhaps what was on your mind as you watched me work."

The god's apprentice looked at him in surprise for a moment, but it quickly subsided as they lowered their leg and leaned toward the god. "Can you feel in your fingertips?"

The god stretched one of his brass hands, metallic fingers oscillating in movement. Even after so much time with his apprentice, they still occasionally asked the questions he anticipated the least. "Yes, but not the way that you feel."

In an action even less anticipated, the god's apprentice took his bronze fingers into their own. To say the god was surprised would be wrong, surprise wasn't a luxury he could enjoy. However, the warmth of his apprentice's palm against the cool of his brass was enough to bring the god as close to surprise as one could. In a moment of oddity, the god was transfixed with the feel of his apprentices fingers, the feather-light touch of warmth as they examined his hand.

They looked up at him, "Is it like the fabricants?" They were studying him purely analytically. They didn't understand the intimacy touching him; of him allowing them to touch him. The clockwork god chose not to tell them.

"Similar," He answered. "But not quite."

"You're not warm." They separated his fingers and looked at them more closely. Seht gently tapped his brass fingers against theirs, and their eyes were drawn to the god's body. "How much of you is flesh and how much is metal?"

"I am more metal than flesh, and more animus than metal."

They brightened inquisitively at the god's comment, "Is that how you can feel? Through magic or your deific abilities?"

"Among other things."

"How appropriately vague for the father of mysteries." They said, as if they weren't the creature the god had chosen to reveal his mysteries to. "Are... Are your organs...?"

"Reconstructed? Mostly."

They looked at him in awe, not as an acolyte to their god but as an artist to a masterpiece. "Fascinating! Do they function like a mortal's would?"

"No," He responded, and he didn't like how his apprentice looked disappointed after.

"Your heart doesn't beat?" They asked as they tore their eyes from his body to look him in the eyes. The god could see a sudden realization cross his apprentice's expression as his ruby eyes met theirs of starlight, they realized they weren't studying an artifact but instead a cognizant being. They furrowed their brow as they were torn between alternatives, and the god could predict them: satiate their curiosity or respect personal boundaries.

The god relieved his apprentice of their dilemma, "Would you like to hear for yourself?"

Their eyes of starlight widened in astonishment, before they nodded their head. The god didn't move, so they scooted closer to the god. They tentatively placed their ear against his chest. Their frame was small in comparison to the god, as nearly all tamrielans were. Their gentle motions were soft. They smelled of sea salt and dwarven oil. The god's hand came above the back of their head, out of their sight, unable to decide whether to caress his brass fingers against their crown or to just let them be. His indecision chose for him.

His apprentice pulled away from him and beamed in that scampish way again. "Your heart sounds like a clock."

They were still close to him. They hadn't scooted away. The god held his hand behind his back. "That wasn't intentional."

They laughed, and their laughter was a melody of magic. Perhaps he didn't seek their delight only for their fondness, but also because he liked to see them happy.

[chaos-bringer-13]

I've seen a lot of people writing Danny as a space ancient and Dan and Dani as ghosts with moon and sun cores, being sort of parts, versions of Danny and therefore weaker. Now, consider: Dan and Dani are both powerful ghosts with really cool cores and stuff but Danny is just some guy™

Dan, who came from an alternate timeline and is kind of from the future but also not, is Clockwork's apprentice and will eventually become an ancient of time. He probably only agreed to have some lessons with Clockwork to understand better what happened to him, but he enjoys his apprenticeship now.

Dani, with her love of travelling, loves seeing all the different places the world offers to her, and that includes space and different planets and maybe even parallel universes, and she accidentally ends up being an apprentice of the space ancient. For now she's probably a baby ancient of freedom or something like that, but she might become an ancient of space in the future.

We can also have something like Dan having a core of destruction or Dani being the Speed Force if you want it to be dcxdp, or any headcanon of yours about their cool powers.

And then there's Danny. And yeah, everyone knows that he's super powerful, but also he's just some guy.

It can go different routes. Does everyone know that Danny is just Danny? Or do they think that with siblings (well, technically a clone and an alternate version, but whatever) so powerful, he must be even stronger? Is Danny actually something terrifyingly eldritch and ancient and strong, almost a god, but he just doesn't know himself? Or is he just really some guy?

Now, because it's obvious that I have a dcxdp brainrot, have a regular "JL summons/meets a powerful ghost" but its Dan and Dani, and they keep mentioning their original/brother who won a fight against them at some point. The JL is very concerned about Dan and Dani's godlike powers, and they can't imagine what Danny is like. And then they meet him (in his human form), and it's just a young adult in casual clothes, very friendly and helpful, with no evident powers. Imagine the confusion. Imagine Dan and Dani, radiating power, in their eldritch ghost forms, admitting that fighting Danny for real is the dumbest thing to do and not even they would succeed... And then there's Danny is jeans and silly t-shirt, waving shyly.

[is-this-even-relatable]

Misfortune Teller

tldr: An older Danny, apprentice to Clockwork, does a lot of field work across dimensions, resetting the timeline, queuing future events, and who knows what else. Occasionally, he warns people about such upcoming possibilities, to set them on the right path. How, you might ask? Well in this case... as a wandering fortune teller.

Crack-fic (oh god, it's getting long and my logic brain won't let it remain as crack) where Danny becomes Clockwork's apprentice after getting his GED. Living his infinite afterlife to the fullest. Inspired by this tumblr post.

Working for Clockwork had been... interesting so far. At first, Danny got frustrated by how vague and cryptic Clockwork was. He'd just shunt Danny off to some ancient time with a few words, his own time medallion (Danny carried it everywhere with him now), and then pop back into the portal, leaving Danny with only the faintest idea of where to go.

Eventually, after enough time (ha!) spent around Clockwork, Danny figured out that it just basically meant that he had free reign and to do whatever he wanted. Because if he went on the wrong path, (like that one time in Pompeii when he had almost caused the volcano to explode a few years too early), Clockwork would just pop on by, say another few cryptic words, and then it'd all be fine and dandy, or as he liked to say, "All is as it should be... Now stop practicing your wail by an active volcano."

After telling Jazz about that (it was supposed to be funny, not concerning), she just sighed and shook her head, with a forlorn "think before you act, Danny!" but hey, it'd turned out fine so far, so who cares how he does what Clockwork asks him to do, as long as it gets done, right? Even if it's with a liiiiitle more mischief than strictly required.

Besides. Danny was the one who had been doing time shenanigans across millennia, not Jazz. And he thought he'd been getting pretty good at it too! He'd actually started giving himself a different made-up background for each universe he visited. Sam and Tucker were helping him keep up with the identities on a spreadsheet, so if he had to go back to one he'd already visited, he'd remember who he'd said he was supposed to be.

---

He was on a call with them one evening while haunting Jazz's apartment, doing just that, when he felt a familiar tingle in the back of his throat, as well as a heightened awareness of the seconds passing by, that always accompanied his mentor's appearance.

Sam was talking about his past stint posing as a god of death when he cut in. "Hey- sorry to interrupt, Sam- Clocky's here, guys, I gotta dip."

"Aw, come on! We hardly talked any this past week since you passed your certifications, man," Tucker complained.

Danny rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. "Yeah, yeah. Partly on you too though, you've been caught up outside of class, and Sam's schedule is nearly the opposite of yours."

Sam hummed in agreement despiter Tucker's scoff.

Danny missed hanging out with them as much as they had in high school, but hey, life goes on. Or at least, theirs did, to college. After finally flunking out of Casper High, he'd taken some time to get used to his responsibilities in the ghost zone, and when he had, he realized that he didn't really have much enthusiasm or timeleft for his human life.

And he didn't really want to go back home either.

But Jazz had made him tie up any loose ends before he noped-off to god knows where, which frankly, he had to thank her for. Getting his GED took a few years, but it was an accomplishment that could be attributed to Danny Fenton, no ghostliness required. Then he was able to let that tether go free.

Pulled out of his musings by a few more grumbles from Tucker, Danny said his goodbyes, promising to call the next time they were all available.

After hanging up, Danny swiveled around, anticipation already lighting up his eyes an ethereal green.

Clockwork, for his part, had been waiting patiently through Danny's lengthy goodbyes. Although he supposed that it tracked for the watcher of time to be patient. With his job, it'd be a nightmare if he wasn't.

"Phantom," Clockwork spoke, calm as always. "I have some tasks I need you to complete as my apprentice."

And Danny, always ready for adventure, didn't need him to explain any further. "Sure! When do you need me to be?"

Clockwork smiled at that. "I am fortunate you are eager. Follow me."

---

Danny popped into existence in this universe with a burst of cold air and static electricity. He found himself hovering by a clocktower above a sprawling, gothic city. Smog and light pollution obscured the stars above him, to his disappointment. He comforted himself with the fact that he'd probably have all the time he wanted to fly someplace less populated to see them later.

He started off by familiarizing himself with the city. As he flew, he followed the trail of power and met the resident city-spirit, a spooky- but kind underneath- woman draped in black lace, who told him her name was Gotham. He spoke in length with her about this universe, its heroes, and her knights. On that, she was very enthusiastic... or at least Danny thought she was, her projected emotions belaying much more than her gloomy exterior. She told him how her knights had been through a lot and would need some guidance fighting the darkness that pooled in her deepest corners, smiling with too much glee, filling lungs with fear, and terrorizing with cold hard bullets.

Danny could sense that the dangers she spoke of were growing in power, ever slowly. The longer they shadowed people's minds and hearts, an intangible thing grew that lent them more otherworldly pull than their physical forms had right to hold.

That must be what he was sent here for.

But... they were weak, pitifully so for him, infinite king as he was. And besides, he wasn't here in that sense. He was a messenger, a simple apprentice. And he could do this however he wanted.

Cue his talk with Lady Gotham, and subsequent idea to arm her knights. With what? Well, he figured knowledge would be a start. Flying high above the city invisibly, Danny noticed a sea of colors and lights by what appeared to be the city's pier. He flew down, noting that it appeared to be the setup spot for a travelling circus or carnival of some kind.

He considered what to do. One of Lady Gotham's troubles was a madman clown, right? Well maybe he'd be attracted to his ilk here... and with the danger came the knights. Maybe he could catch one of them here?

Danny was floating around at the entrance and beginning to formulate a plan when a flyer caught his eye. Looking for a mystic to read fortunes. URGENT!

Hadn't Clockwork said something about fortunes? And he hadn't made an identity in this universe yet...

A mischievous smile crept across Danny's face, splitting it in two with far too many teeth.

---

Half a city away, a man in all black, perched on the very same clocktower that Phantom had Appeared by, shivered as he felt an ominous premonition about his sanity in the near future...

Said man quickly opened his comms to check in with his many, many kids. Yet even after hearing back from each, he still felt apprehensive.

Somewhere even further, Clockwork laughed.

---

And that's how Danny found himself seated at a fortune teller's booth at a pier in Gotham, two days later, for the Tricksy Traveling Circus's grand opening.

[zylev-blog]

Apprentice of time Danny AU.

in Danny’s dimension, he was Phantom, savior of Earth, and also Danny Fenton. To the rest of the universes he was a nobody, a cryptid, a shadow.

As Danny got older, he began to learn what it would take to be King. This causes Clockwork to send him on missions through time and space, which eventually lead him to the DC verse.

Clockwork had told him of some things to say if he was ever confronted about his identity. Danny agreed, because why would he argue with the ancient of time? Clockwork knew best. But he also knew Clockwork was an asshole, and he figured this was one of those times.

He was floating above the surface of the planet. He didn’t want to touch ground on molten lava, so that’s why he had opted to float. He was going to try and reason with Darkseid, the way he always tried to. He was a being of peace, after all. But Darkseid was not to be reasoned with, so Danny did what he must for the timeline. Apokolyps was destroyed violently. The shockwaves of this planet’s destruction echoed through the universe.

Earth found all of their missing meta teens delivered back safely, and they didn’t have any other problems from Apokolyps ever again. Highfather invited Danny to a grand dinner fit for a god.

By the time whispers travel to Earth of the new god of space, the legends had already dubbed him as the son of Kronos. The protector of the innocent.

[ryoalouette]

At some point Danny is going to learn about the LOA and the LOA is going to learn about Danny.

Is not going to be beautiful, is not going to be a thriller action packed story, is not even going to be a spy story with each side planning ten steps ahead the other while staring at a chess board with some deep dialogue in between about the choices we make and destiny

Is going to be a-freaking-genocide!

The minute Danny learns of some humans stealing ectoplasm, corrupting it and using it for their own greed is the minute Danny is going to loose it

They are race made for war, they love nothing more than war and Danny will sent each and one of his soldiers in a holy mission to destroy those who dare to believe to be above dead

Bc not even Danny, Lord of balance is above dead, nobody is above dead and his mission is to put them in their place.

Cue to Danny using his last forces to once again to teleport an entire city to a different location, the Himalayas.

Goodbye Nandya Parbat and any other base of operations they might use (including his real-estate and underground base in Gotham City)

Hello Devapura (divine fortress)

Once the demon head and anybody related to him are dealt with (aka nightmare dimension until their souls fade), Danny and his family go to take a tour over their new city

Only to discover a nursery room with a one year old and a baby in a crib. Two babies with black hair and green eyes. Danny feels awful thinking that he could had hurt two innocent souls and fell immediately in love with the chubby babies so Tucker, Sam and him decided to adopt them since there wasn't a single soul left in the city besides those two. Ofc the other kids and the city is thrilled with the additions and there is a huge celebration

Bc nobody loves more life than dead

The sovereignty over the mountain range that are the Himalayas is never disputed again since now all belongs to Danny ( I mean, I think is very fitting since the word Himalaya comes from Sanskrit himá 'snow, frost', and ā-laya 'dwelling, abode' and Danny and his family most have ice cores, sorry Tucker, I know cold is not good for electronic cores like yours :/ ) He signs non-aggressive accords with Nepal, China, Pakistan, Bhutan and India to make sure nobody bothers them.

And he also starts and uneasy truce with the JL to make sure the supers don't try anything dumb again (the poor YJL is going to spend the rest of their punishment cleaning snow from everywhere. Tucker will burn the corpses since they don't deserve a proper burial and Sam will use whatever is left to feed her plants. They will not tell the kids or let them see, they are kids! Practically babies, they could get traumatized)

Now they all have a place that they can truly call home and wizards from all over the world go there to learn (well, few wizards, the craziest ones like Constantine) even if it's supposed to be a place of healing and enlightenment their definition of enlightenment is almost as skew as their ghostly sense of humor. Also, Danny and his people protect the commercial routes now between the five countries (and get paid for it).

Everybody thrives in the new snow city with Midwestern chaotic easiness

Back to the babies

Since Danny is not one to read papers he has no idea who might be their parents and the babies are not helping (I mean, the poor things can't even talk yet). Black hair and green eyes with Egyptian ethnicity is too vague of a description and they could do some blood test but.... who has time for those? They all assume their parents were members of the LOA and they don't need any more motivation than that. Later Tucker reads the papers and confirms this (although he doesn't reveal that the birth father of one of the babies might be alive and burns everything along with any digital copy he can find. He also burns anything that has the name Wayne in it, including some hot emails between said Wayne and a member of the LOA. Tucker has no idea who is this Wayne but mad respect for falling for a woman that could crush you with her tights)

Since both babies have green eyes Danny names the elder girl Aurora and the young boy Jade (Orion, Selene, Sirius, Vega and Maia are not very happy with Jade's name they rather have another space sibling. Danielle, Raven and Edgar would rather not so they are ok with it but are not happy with Aurora). Unfortunately, since he is the king, once he names a baby the realms will not accept another name until said baby is old and strong enough to change it themselves)

Machi's #7 DP x DC Prompt

We all know that at some point Pariah Dark dumped Amity Park into the Ghost Zone. So, what if when Danny is king he tries to put the city back in its place only to pick the wrong dimension? Now all the DC heroes are freaking out bc of the fae city that has appeared out of nowhere.

[disillusioneddanny]

Have you thought about like a nice sweet short story where Danny Phantom is somehow blood related to princess Diana

Like she's an important meeting on the Watchtower and here comes Danny coming through a random portal asking about Greek mythology question. Almost all of the League members are freaking out, but she simply answered the question and he left out quickly like it was nothing. The aftermath after he left is hilarious.

I hope you like this little piece of drabble :3

Danny let out a grumble as he stomped through his island in the Infinite Realms, his arms crossed over his chest as he glared ahead of him. This was so stupid, he couldn’t believe that Clockwork was making him take history classes before he would be allowed to become Clockwork’s apprentice. It was entirely unfair if he was being completely and total honest. He didn’t get why it was important, he was going to be able to access all of time and space as soon as he got the cool time powers from Clockwork! 

So was learning history really that important? 

Not in Danny’s opinion. 

But if he was going to have to learn about history then he was going to go to his favorite niece and see if she would be willing to help him. As the adopted son of Clockwork, he was now related to pretty much all of the Greek gods and goddess due to his former position as Kronos, Titan of Time. Which meant that the amazing and wonderful Wonder Woman, or Diana of Themyscira was his niece. 

And the perfect person to start up his studies for history. She had been around for ages and had gotten first hand experience about the way the world had changed and developed over the years and if anyone could help him, it would be her!

He ripped open a portal and stepped through, imagining that his niece, Diana was on the other end. 

He stepped out and looked around the area lazily until his eyes landed on the warrior princess who was currently decked out in her Wonder Woman gear and sitting at a large conference table with a bunch of other caped heroes. 

“Diana,” he said, a wide smile on his face. 

A large grin split on the woman’s face as she stood. “Phantom!” She exclaimed. She hurried over and pulled Danny in a tight hug. “What brings you, dear one?”

Danny hugged the woman tight and pulled away and smiled. “I need a history tutor and I thought you would be the best person for the job.”

“I would be honored!” She said and patted his head. 

“Perfect! Then I’ll come over to your house tomorrow for lunch and we can come up with a study plan,” he said before he gave his niece one more tight hug. “Bye D!”

Diana simply smiled and ruffled her uncle’s head. “Until tomorrow, young one,” she said and smiled as he stepped back through the portal, the swirling green disappearing soon after. 

“Um, Diana?” Clark said with a cough, giving the woman a concerned look. “Do you care to explain?”

The hero just smiled and sat back down in her seat. “That is the future god of time, and my uncle, Phantom.”

[noxposting]

[Danny Phantom Christmas Truce 2024] Art clip for @ovytia-art

!!Heavy music warning!!

Danny as Psychopomp

Art & Text after break:

Happy Christmas truce to @ovytia-art!!! ✨This is based on your first prompt:

Psychopomp AU or at least the flavourings. Danny's role is bringing the dead to the afterlife, and it's something he doesn't have control over(like a compulsion), whether he is conscious of this is up to you. Big fan of the motifs and the mythology/folklore surrounding such figures so feel free to make it as AU as you like and combine elements from real world myths and legends.

As a Greek, I had to use what I know for this, so I hope you like it!! The song is Tou Thanatou (tr: Of Death) by Greek black metal band Rotting Christ. This is a cover; the original is by Greek folk singer Nikos Xylouris. It's is a song about confronting death and having to come to terms with it - damning Death himself and cursing at Charon (in this instance these figures are talked about as one and the same, like a grim reaper type).

Phantom is wearing winged shoes, like Hermes Psychopomp, and wielding a crystal scythe. The scythe is due to the popular Grim Reaper imagery, and the fact that the scythe is crystal is a reference to Cronus/Cronos - the youngest Titan and father of the Olympian gods, who is often associated with Chronus/personification of time. I just love the headcanon of Danny as Clockwork's apprentice, so this is a nod to that! Finally, the scythe becomes the thermos - the instrument for collecting souls, this universe's version of the Grim Reaper scythe, if you will.

The ghost is not a canon character! I was going to make up a backstory for her, write a short one-shot maybe, but I ran out of time!

I hope you liked your gift, really looking forward to your thoughts!! ✨

[lapetitechatonne]

Lightning Strike

so, this was originally for dpxdc ship week back in Febuary, and i just realized i forgot to cross post it lmaoo, so here's my obligatory wlw contribution to tumblr ☆*: .｡. o(≧▽≦)o .｡.:*☆ ao3 link - here! kate's masterlist - here!

Lightning Strike - 2.5k

Since becoming Clockwork’s apprentice, Dani had seen it all. The beginnings and endings of societies, civilizations, and even whole worlds. She understood now why Clockwork had taken her on, it wasn’t because he needed the help, but rather the company.

Watching all of time pass, over and over again, was a lonely business.

But Dani was used to lonely.

Her years spent on the streets, watching people pass by but never really interacting, taught her that. Sure, she made some friends along the way, but the connections were fleeting as the pull in her core demanded she move on.

Clockwork’s tower was the first place she felt okay truly staying at, but that had to do with the infinite possibilities playing on the portals all around her. It was hard to feel suffocated when you had a new adventure every day.

It wasn’t something she thought about often, but doing her routine portal checks was tedious, and perhaps she had seen one two many happy groups of friends or couples. The human part of her deep down wanted that. Someone to talk to and joke around with who didn’t know all her punchlines—she swore hanging out with Clockwork got more frustrating every day.

Father Time truly was a big blob of dad. All the way down to finishing her jokes for it.

Maybe she should pay her cousin dearest a visit. At least he wouldn’t see her pranks coming.

Her mind was so occupied with the pranks she could pull, she didn’t even notice lightning start to break through thick ectoplasm, until the was a large crack and a hole tore open right beside her.

Dani jumped as an arm of lightning reached out, almost hitting her square in the chest. The green of the zone mixed with the golden colored lightning, swirling in a bright halo of the oddest electrical storm she’d ever seen.

Almost too quickly for her to see, the storm collapsed in on itself, settling into an uneasy silence. Then, as quickly as it collapsed, it expanded to twice the size before spitting out a yellow blob. The blob shot straight through Dani, who barely had time to go intangible, and into the ghost zone, lightning trailing behind it.

Dani didn’t wait for her thoughts to catch up, she just raced after the thing. She wasn’t exactly sure what it was, but she was pretty sure it was her problem. God, she hated being Clockwork’s personal bouncer.

It wasn’t hard to follow the blur, electricity tended to linger in the ectoplasmic filled atmosphere longer than others. When she finally caught up with it, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Floating upside down, wiggling her legs, was a redhaired girl in a yellow superhero suit—or at least Dani assumed from the Flash symbol on the girl’s chest. Her red hair was falling out of the back of her bun, swaying with her movement, and when she caught sight of Dani there was an immediate fire in her hazel eyes.

Dani liked this one. She seemed fierce.

“Are you just going to stare?” The girl crossed her arms, glaring at Dani.

Dani just giggled and reached out, poking the girls shoulder. She squeaked as her body hurdled around. Dani used a hand to stop her from going in a circle.

“Oh,” the girl blushed lightly and gave Dani face splitting smile, “thank you. You wouldn’t happen to know where I am, would you?”

“The Ghost Zone.” The girl tilted her head and furrowed her brows. It was too cute. “Well, some people call it the Infinite Realms. Or the Place Out of Time. Oh, and the Between.”

Dani tapped her chine, trying to remember any other names. It seemed like every Earth and time had a different name for it, so Dani didn’t really retain any of them.

“Hm. Do you know how I could like, get home?” The girl cringed as she looked around, and a small frown played across her lips.

“Probably,” Dani crossed her arms behind her head, leaning back, “Clockwork would know. If anyone can get you back to your time, it’s him. I can take ya, if you’d like?” Her chores could wait. This was way more interesting.

“Don’t really have any other options, so I guess so,” the girl smirked, playful and a touch mischievous. “I’m Impulse.”

The girl held out her yellow gloved hand and Dani smirked back.

“I’m Dani—with an i.” She took Impulse’s hand, and even through their gloves Dani could feel how warm she was. It was nice. “Humans can fly in the zone, so just hold onto my arm and you should be fine. Wait, you are human right?” Dani blushed as Impulse giggled.

“Meta-human, if that makes a difference?” She tilted her head and blinked her long eyelashes.

Dani could feel the cold ectoplasm rise to her cheeks giving them a green tint.

“It shouldn’t, but I guess we’ll find out,” Dani gave Impulse the cheekiest grin she could muster, and the other girl actually laughed.

Dani offered her arm to Impulse like the movies she’d watched with Jazz.

“A proper gentleman,” Impulse teased as she placed her hand in the crook of Dani’s elbow.

“Of course! I was taught to treat cute girls right.” Dani winked, and they both dissolved into laughter.

Something fluttered in her stomach as they laughed until they were out of breath. It was a euphoric lack of oxygen that stopped all critical thoughts in Dani’s head. The only thing that existed was them and this moment.

“Do you want to take the long way?” Dani asked, not knowing what she was saying until she heard herself. She couldn’t bring herself to regret it.

“Sure,” Impulse smiled, all teeth and pretty pink lips, “we’ve got time.”

Dani beamed at her and began the flight back to Clockworks. She flew slower than normal, but not by much. Irey’s brain was fast, making connections that Dani couldn’t dream of faster than she could keep up.

Still, there was something oddly content about the redhead as she flipped around in the green atmosphere. Dani showed her some of the more interesting sights, almost running them into the River Styx because Impulse wanted a closer look.

“I can’t wait to tell my brother, he’s gonna be so jealous,” Impulse gushed as Dani pulled her away from the black churning waters. “You know, this is actually the slowest I’ve ever gone. Well, my brain I mean, not me physically.”

“It makes sense,” Dani let them float up towards the far frozen, the last place on their little tour, “the Infinite Realms are technically a place outside of space and time.”

Impulse hummed in response, looking deep in thought. Dani let her think—it was a lot to learn there was an afterlife of some sort, Dani learned that on her travels. It was sometimes even harder for people to understand that it wasn’t what they pictured or believed in.

Dani witnessed a lot of breakdowns she didn’t know how to stop before realizing it. Sue her, she was technically like four.

They stayed silent until they reached the Far Frozen, which got the redhead rambling again. This time about biomes and how they related to different species across the universe. Dani thought that she would get along too well with Danny.

It was all too soon that they reached Clockwork’s tower, which rendered Impulse speechless for the first time on their journey.

“Here we are!” Dani gently held Impulse’s sides and brought her down to the platform. Dani could feel her hot breath fanning across Dani’s face and the static electricity that covered the girl's body.

“Thank you,” she smiled, her hazel eyes sparkling with different golds and greens across the deep brown surface, “not just for helping me, but for being so kind. Not everyone is this nice when you fall into their dimension.” She giggled, and Dani sensed there was history there.

She wished they could talk about it all. Funny—even in a place without time, Dani never felt like there was enough.

“It was my pleasure. And kinda my job? It’s a little unclear.” Dani shrugged, while Impulse shot her a questioning look. Her head was tilted to the side, her brows furrowed making a cute little indent on the bridge of her nose. Dani wanted to run her fingers over the area until it smoothed out.

Dani shook the thought out of her head. Now wasn’t the time.

“I’m Clockwork’s apprentice, though, I think he took me on to keep him company more than anything,” Dani pushed open the large doors to the clock tower, the screech of the hinges echoing against the dark stone. “And you’re lost in time. So, it’s kinda my job to help get you back. That’s why I chased after you in the first place.”

“Oh,” Impulse frowned a bit, almost looking disappointed.

Dani felt herself internally panic—oh god, did she make a pretty girl sad? How was she supposed to fix this?

Dani took a deep breath, trying to calm her suddenly racing thoughts. This was not something Vlad’s programming taught her, but you know what? She could figure it out. Yeah. She could do this.

“But I’m really glad I was the one that found you,” Dani said. She watched as the frown on Impulse’s face softened, and Dani knew she was on the right track. “You’re the most interesting thing to happen around here in a while. I liked showing you around.”

Impulse smiled at her and stepped forward into Dani’s personal space. The redhead reached up, and slipped off her mask, revealing more of her tan skin—and freckles that dotted the bridge of her nose.

“My real name is Irey.”

Dani could only stare at Irey, both amazed and shocked by the show of trust. And even though she might never see the redhead again, Dani wouldn’t—couldn’t—let her walk away without knowing the girl behind the ghost.

Dani held eye contact as she let her transformation go. Waves of cold power washed over her skin until she was fully human.

“My name’s still Dani,” she chuckled, rubbing the back of her neck, “but I’m part human too. Half ghost, half human. A halfa.”

“That’s sick,” Irey laughed, a small yellow spark jolting through her eyes.

Dani could have stayed there staring into Irey’s eyes for eternity. Unfortunately, Clockwork had other plans.

“Danielle,” the sound of Clockwork’s voice pinged off the walls as he descended from the top of his tower, “I see we have a guest. Aren’t you going to introduce us?” He gave her the smirk he got when he was actively trying to be a little shit.

Sometimes they were too similar for Dani’s tastes. Now was one of those moments.

“I’m Impulse,” Irey put her mask back on, staying close to Dani’s side. “I’m a little lost. We hoped you could help get me home.”

“Of course, child,” he smiled as his form shifted from an adult to an old man. He flew up the tower without another word, just expecting them to follow.

Typical.

Dani huffed, but walked up the broken staircase with Irey, helping her jump from the harder platforms.

“A bit cryptic, isn’t he?” Irey asked as she effortlessly parkoured over the platforms. It was hot.

“That’s his brand or something. We’ve given up questioning it,” Dani shrugged lazily floating up, enjoying the show. Dani’d never seen anyone seriously attempt to take the stairs, even Sam and Tucker would make her or Danny help them.

“Yeah, I know the type—ah!” Irey squeaked as a platform moved at the last moment, causing her jump to fall short.

Dani rushed into action, propelling herself forward to catch Irey. She wrapped her arms around Irey’s lean frame, static electricity and heat coming off the redhead in waves.

“Are you okay?” Dani asked searching Irey’s eyes for any sort of pain or discomfort.

“I’m good,” Irey’s voice was breathy as she relaxed into Dani. She wrapped her arms around Dani’s neck, pulling the dark haired girl close to her.

Dani let her eyes flutter closed, the scent of burned rubber and apple shampoo burning itself into her memory. Her boy tingled where it met Irey’s in a pleasant way, and the heat warmed the parts of her usually cold to the touch.

After a few moments, she felt Irey’s hold on her loosen and the warmth pull away. Dani pushed down the urge to chase the feeling.

“Thank you.” Irey smiled and the bridge of her nose tinted pink. Dani knew that she probably looked like a tomato by now.

“Anytime.”

Dani broke eye contact and floated up to the top of the clock tower. She gently let their feet hit the ground, not wanting to jolt any possible ankle injury Irey might have sustained in the fall.

“Well, you took your time,” a child Clockwork commented, a pleased smirk on his face. “Anyways, I think I’ve found your time.”

With a flourish of his staff, a portal sprung to life, swirling in front of them. In shades of green, Dani could see people dressed a lot like Irey with lightning bolts adorned all over their bodies in a field looking around.

“That’s it! That’s where I was when—well whatever happened, happened.” Irey excitedly pulled out of Dani’s arms, the electric field around her crackling.

Clockwork laughed, deep and boisterous as his form switched to adulthood. “The Infinite Realms is the place between universes. The buffer of the multiverse if you will. Instead of moving between earths, you were going just fast enough to get stuck between them.”

Dani watch different emotions cross Irey’s face faster than she could keep up.

“So, I could come back if I wanted?” She eventually settled on excitement, the air around her crackling with small yellow lightning bolts, the light catching the shine of her hair perfectly.

Dani didn’t know that someone could took so beautiful standing in the middle of a lightning storm. She was suddenly sad lightning didn’t strike the same place twice.

“With your abilities? No doubt about it.” Clockwork shared a look with Irey that Dani couldn’t decipher when her heart was pounding in her chest.

The idea of getting to see Irey again was exciting in a way that life hadn’t been for a long time.

Suddenly, in a burst of wind and yellow, Irey was standing right in front of Dani, their faces only inches apart.

“I’ll see you soon.” The way she said it, like it was a promise, made Dani grin back.

“I’ll see you soon.”

Irey leaned in and placed a small kiss on her cheek, soft and electric all at once.

As quickly as she was there, she was gone. Through the portal back to her world. Her family.

Dani smiled, a dopey stupid grin that Danny so would have made fun of her for, but she didn’t care.

Dani couldn’t wait for the next storm.

[fuck-you-upmusicbracket]

Typa Girl (BLACKPINK)

I bring money to the table, not your dinner/Both my body and my bank account, good figure/Thinking about me but there’s nothing to consider/If I let you in my circle, you’re a winner

"Bro this song has my brain in a vice grip. it makes me feel like im the sexiest boygirl alive. listening to this song isn’t enough i need to eat it, kiss it passionately, take it to dinner, meet its parents, marry it in front of god, etc"

The Watchmaker's Apprentice (The Clockwork Quartet)

I sat in his workshop, my thoughts running wild/And it suddenly hit me and I looked up and smiled/For I knew that I'd have him/And I knew that I'd do it in style

"This band has 3 songs and I had to submit at least 2, this one doesn't fuck me up as much as doctors wife but the story is still really good. The well earned revenge, the twisted cleverness of it all! Real ESH situation. Its also just kind of a bop with the constant ticking of the clock."

[tyovpyrrhicmoon]

Next, create at least three Mortals and add them to the vampire’s record sheet. These Mortals will have a relationship with your vampire—relatives, friends and lovers, enemies, mentors, debtors, or anything else appropriate for the time and place you have chosen. Describe each Character in a few words. Know that these Characters can and should be very important, but will not be around for long.

Characters

Mortal 1 - Dochleo - Argos' father; a potter by trade. A decent man, he has been helping Argos fulfill the bride-price demanded by Anatréfos.

Mortal 2 - Kipra - Argos' mother; on market days, she sells homegrown vegetables from a stall in the village forum.

Mortal 3 - Spoudas - Argos' elder brother; tall and lean. Training to inherit his father's pottery studio.

Mortal 4 - Ione - Spoudas' wife; a freed slave, emancipated from Spartan slavers

Mortal 5 - Megara - Argos' younger sister; vain, cruel, shrew, and greedy. Married to a wine merchant in Thebes.

Mortal 6 - Gíina - Argos' lover. Daughter of Anatréfos, Gíina is a skilled trainer and breeder of dogs. Athletic and brown of skin, Gíina is kind, quick-witted, and a skilled and graceful runner. She, Fovéros, and Argos have been friends since childhood. It was Gíina who gifted Teumessia to Argos as a new pup. After long years of growing up together, Gíina and Argos became friends, then lovers, trysting amongst the olive groves, careful to use silphium. Gíina is fully aware of how loathsome her father is, and the spectre of Anatréfos wroth hungs over the pair as they try to meet the demands and bride-price he has set.

Mortal 7 - Anatréfos - Father of Gíina; renown livestock breeder, his ranch borders Fovéros's family's olive groves and stretches toward the polis of Ambracia. He and the workers on his ranch breed goats, sheep, oxen, swine, donkeys, and dogs - including the Molossian mastiffs native to the Epiran region, Laconian hunting dogs brought in from Sparta, and Vulpine companion dogs (a smaller breed that Gíina handles the breeding and raising of; Anatréfos dislikes these smaller dogs). Called Digeneiáda (Fork Beard) behind his back for his back, for his strange facial hair. A man with kindness toward none and a deep, insatiable greed. Malignantly misogynistic; when Gíina was quite young, her mother, Anatréfos' wife Leípeia, went missing. No one is sure what exactly happened to her, but everyone knows Anatréfos did something to her.

Mortal 8 - Sideros of Ambracia - Master smith of the polis of Ambracia. A huge bear of a man, Sideros introduced Argos to the worship of Hephaestus as part of the craft. Took Argos on as an apprentice, until Argos becomes skilled enough to open a forge in my home village. He teaches me the secrets of copper, of bronze, of iron, of precious metals; how to forge a sword, a plowblade, and all things between. From Sidero, I learn of Zeus' thunderbolt iron.

Mortal 9 - Fovéros - One of the younger sons of the village's olive farmer, Fovéros, Gíina, and Argos have been friends since childhood. Fovéros was sent to Ambracia to become scribe at the temple. Fovéros swears that he has seen nymphs and fauns frolicking in the olive groves; once, he took Gíina and Argos to see them. Superstitious, believes in the gods and monsters of ancient Greece fervently. Warned Argos to avoid the Necromanteion of Acheron in the north, where the living world and Underworld touch, and to avoid the oracle of Zeus at Dodona. Warned that gods and titans, and stranger things still haunt the Grecian peninsula. Fovéros has something he's not sharing and is increasingly overly fond of wine.

Mortal 10 - Granazá the Athenian - Sometimes called Ouránio Dónti (Sky-Tooth), Granazá is an Athenian astronomer and friend of Sidero, now living in Ambracia. He builds simple clockwork orreries, though these have grown increasingly complex as the years pass. These are the precursors to what will one day be called the Antikythera device. He has many scrolls charting the stars, and knows of astrology and divinations. Increasingly, he seems fearful and nervous as he works. Sometimes, it seems like he is avoiding going out under the open sky. He is drinking more and too heavenly.

Notes: Forgive my weird Greek names.

In my mind's eye, Casca from Berserk is a good model for Gíina. Or another character of the ambiguously-brown, athletic woman archetype. (Possibly better example might be Abigail Jones from Great Pretender.)

Silphium - (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silphium) Ancient contraceptive herb, now long extinct.

Necromanteion of Acheron - (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Necromanteion_of_Acheron) A sacred site where the River Acheron supposedly entered the mortal world. Located in northwestern Epirus.

Dodona - (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dodona) The second largest oracular site in Greece, after Delphi. While Delphi was sacred to Apollo, Dodona was sacred to Zeus. Located in eastern Epirus.

Antikythera mechanism - (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antikythera_mechanism) Ancient clockwork mechanism that tracked the movement of the moon, planets, and stars, as well as the dates of the Olympic games. Dated to around 200 BC (about a century after our current game of Thousand Year Old Vampire starts). Granazá is showing people precursors of the famous device.

[thatrandomsarahchick]

Consider: Danny, after years of being Clockwork's apprentice, is officially adopted as his ghost son. This gives him mild powers over time, which go well with his space powers that have fully matured now that he's an adult.

Danny uses these powers to know exactly when and where he is needed, and sometimes, to get there on time, he uses them too.

There were a few mishaps while he was learning how to use these powers on his own, which is how he met a young Special Forces agent named Alfred. Danny has been injured after appearing 5 feet from the ground, and the kind soldier fixed him up. Alfred was on a two week leave at his sister's house, looking after it while she went away on holiday, and he invited Danny to stay a while until he recovered. A very sleep deprived Danny agreed, and they spent almost 5 days together, building a strong friendship. When Danny felt the tugging in his gut that it was time to go again, he bid Alfred a sad farewell before portalling himself to his proper destination.

After he finished his initial mission in Ancient Rome, he returned to Clockwork's tower. Danny regaled him with stories of his unfortunate run-ins with his adopted siblings before finally showing about the kind man he'd met in 20th century Britain. Clockwork opened a window to look in on the man's life and saw that he was Good, so he blessed him in order to aid him in his future endeavours.

Fast forward by 10 years in Alfred's time and one in Danny's, and Danny needs to go to Gotham. There are some rich people there who are creating and enslaving the undead, and he needs to go back in time to find the initial notes and formulas. Danny runs into Alfred and his new employers, the Wayne family, at the local park.

Instead of staying at a hotel, Thomas and Martha invite Alfred's old friend to stay with them for the duration of his visit. He can not disclose the nature of his mission, or it will potentially disrupt the timestream, but Alfred had told the couple about his odd encounter with the time traveller in the past and they were very understanding.

A very charming, precocious young Bruce is enthralled by Alfred's mystery guest, though he doesn't know Danny's true nature and follows the pair on their walks through the back gardens.

Danny stays with them for a month, going by the name Janus, before he gets what he needs and has to return home. A curious young Bruce sneaks out and sees him open a Doorway to the night he left Amity Park and decides that Alfred is friends with the God Janus. He refuses to believe any different, no matter what anyone says. Over time, he will forget details of the strange man, and he'll chalk it up to his childhood imagination. He does not recognise Danny when the young man comes for his job interview.

Alfred has had a few more friendly visits from Danny over the course of his life, and so he recognises him as he walks through the door. A quick glance over his file causes him to realise that he is finally synced up with his old friend's time period. A cheeky wink from Danny is all he needs to see before he decides that they'll be hiring him. It will be good to have his dear friend around more frequently.

On Danny's side, he had chosen to move to Gotham not just because of its ecto-rich environment but also because Alfred lived there. He knew that Alfred was starting to get on in years and wanted to spend quality time with the man while he still could. When Danny saw the advert for a new driver for the Wayne family? Well, he just couldn't resist.

Short DPXDC Prompts #446

Danny is an airplane pilot. He wanted to be an astronaut but he realized that this was the closest to his life’s dream that he was going to get. Lucky for him: he becomes the pilot for the Wayne’s personal aircrafts.

[vestige-nan]

The Clockwork God’s Apprentice: Ch 4

Summary: Snippets of the vestige being Sotha Sil's apprentice before the vestige became the vestige, because being Seht's apprentice is the dream.  

Fun stuff: kena means scholar in dark elvish, i'm not just slapping a name on the vestige ,':D. As always, vestige is gender neutral and not described, however they are a psijic.

The clockwork god liked to observe his apprentice work, perhaps more than his apprentice liked to observe him—which wasn't inconsiderable. Their approach to problem solving was unique, and even though Seht was able to anticipate their decisions more every day, he still found it somewhat transfixing. Their fingers moved clumsily to an unobservant eye, but their craftsmanship was never stunted or broken. Through irregularity and an organized chaos that only a god could follow, the vestige consistently proved their own competence and ingenuity. And when they failed, the clockwork god's apprentice was filled with even more vigor to try again.

Every mistake was exciting to his apprentice; a new avenue for discovery with every failure. It was a quality the god envied: that excitement. It was a hateless, melancholy envy, both muted and solemn, the envy a shackled prisoner feels for the birds who sing in the sunlight.

"What is your world like?" His apprentice asked, not taking their eyes from their work. The clockwork god was watching them from behind. Their nixad fabricant wasn't with them, they seemed to let the creature explore as it pleased. The apprentice's graceless attempts at coalescing two copper parts wasn't going as they planned, however the god knew that they would solve their own riddle in short time.

Sotha Sil and his apprentice didn't always talk as they worked, but they talked just enough for the god. It was likely this was because his apprentice only ever talked about things of importance. Idle talk wasn't in their nature. It wasn't as if others have attempted to make idle talk with the god of mysteries, but with comfort for many came idle talk. His apprentice was comfortable with the god, but they had never broached conversation without an objective in mind; without a weighty question needing answer.

"It is Nirn, but perfect." The clockwork god answered.

Their fingers stumbled and their brow creased ever so slightly. They didn't like his answer. "What does that mean?"

"It is as I said."

They chewed their bottom lip as they always did when they wanted answers. With their hands still focused, they asked, "What does it look like?"

"It is small enough to fit in this room."

"What?!" They nearly dropped what they were doing, whipping their star-blown eyes towards the clockwork god.

Brass fingers turned their head back toward their work, "Focus, kena."

The god's apprentice moved their fingers slowly, not focused in the slightest. "How do people live there?"

"How do you think?"

"They must be shrunk down, right?" They asked.

"In the simplest of senses, yes." He answered.

"Fascinating." To his apprentice's credit, they truly tried to continue working, however slow and distracted they may be. Sotha Sil could see the gears turning past their eyes as his apprentice must have been attempting to puzzle out even a broad idea of how the mechanics and magicka would work in tandem to create such a thing. They, like so many others, wouldn't be able to understand it fully. "Once your there, what does it look like?"

The god paused to ensure his answer would satisfy his self. "It is an oasis of bronze and copper. Trees fashioned from wire and cord. Bushes crafted from alloy and plate. Lakes of oil and a sky of clockwork. Fabricants of flesh and gear roam fields of gold, and in the center lies the Brass Fortress: a culmination of my greatest craft and the workmanship of apostles dedicated to learning all there is. It is Nirn, but perfect."

The god's apprenticed seemed torn between captivated wonder and... an expression that could have been any number of things, and though the clockwork god could have discerned it, he didn't. "What makes it perfect where Nirn isn't?" There was no accusation or anger in his apprentice's tone, only genuine curiosity.

"It is the redemption of Tamriel. The unification of competing forces. The destruction of the Daedra."

"And that's why you created it?" They paused there fingers a brief moment.

"No." The god said, "I create it because I must."

His apprentice stopped their work, this time thoughtfully. After a breath of silence, they turned toward the clockwork god. As he looked into their eyes of stars and questions, he saw their future in them, their soul, their very impression on the Mundus. However, in that moment, his apprentice saw something in his own eyes. Whatever it was, and Sotha Sil purposefully didn't dwell on what it was, it was enough to make his apprentice’s eyes dilate in concern, their brow slightly creased. They wanted to say something to him, but they knew not to, and Seht was grateful for it. Instead they turned around and continued their work, quicker and more focused than before.

"Doesn't Arteaum have all of those things?" They asked, still focused.

"Nearly." The god replied. "That is why I spend time working here, among other things."

His apprentice continued to work, almost finished with their coalescing having solved their own mystery, before a wide, playful smile grew across their face. "Am I "among other things"?"

"Yes." The clockwork god said, plainly. Had it not been for his apprentice, he would have returned to the clockwork city long before then.

They finished merging their two copper parts, and their smile as they turned to the god was a bird's song in the golden rays of sunlight. "I like working with you, too."

[practically-an-x-man]

for your tattooed OCs: have they ever gotten (or given themselves) a bad tattoo? or one that they regret?

Ooooh thank you!!

Ophelia: Only has the one tattoo, Starry Night across her left hip, and would be super thorough about doing research before getting any other tattoos so she doesn't end up with any bad ones

Gia: Has a lot of tattoos of various plants and greenery, mostly to cover her scars from HYDRA's experimentation. Many of these are professionally-done, though she has given herself a few little doodles just to try it. They're kind of technically-shitty, but they're hidden amongst her larger tattoos and she kinda loves them anyway.

Jasper: Has two full sleeves (clockwork on one arm, colorful flowers on the other) and a series of moths down their back. They're also very careful about researching their artists so they don't get a bad tattoo, but they've traded stick-and-pokes with their friends in high school and there's still a very faint outline of a lopsided honeybee on their ankle. Eventually they want to get it covered, but it's not a priority.

Katherine: Eventually, since her best friend Jace is a tattoo apprentice, she'll let him use her as a canvas (Emily too, and he's grateful for the practice on some darker skin tones). She gets a realistic moon, there's a very small blowout along the far outline but otherwise it's a beautiful tattoo, and it is her only tattoo.

Quinn: Oh, she's tatted up!! Definitely the most tattoos of any of my OCs, though Jasper's a close second place. She's got all sorts of tattoo styles, all kinds of variations in quality, and there are definitely some bad ones in there. I mean, she's got an assortment of everything from professional work to "friend with a cheap tattoo machine" to college stick-and-pokes. Any of her tattoos with significant meaning to her, she'll go to a good shop since she wants it to be done right, but if it's an impromptu tattoo just for the sake of getting inked then she doesn't really care. And she doesn't really mind, in fact she's only ever gotten one cover-up - she grew up with a certain set of books and got a tattoo of a few magical creatures from that, but after 2020 had it covered up with the House on the Rock carousel from American Gods (with a much less terfy author, of course).

AJ: Only has one tattoo, a chameleon on her right forearm. She gets it at the end of her story, as a way to reclaim her identity (since it's very large and visible, it intentionally keeps her from being so easily-disguised like she was as an assassin). It's a well-done tattoo, but she's not sure if she wants any more or not.

[zylev-blog]

Masterpost

This is the masterpost for everything that I have posted, not reblogged or added on from someone else.

DCU Only

The Batkids hide in Batman's cloak: here

DP Only

Ghosts as a separate species: here

DpxDc

Danny-centric

Young Danny: here

Danny really hates Christmas: here

Failed Ghost Danny: here

The Purge: here

Secret Arms dealer: here

Danny is Jon Kent: here

Martian Danny: here

Danny's being followed: here

Danny is Bruce Wayne: here

Danny is the clone of Barry and Hal: here AO3 link: here

Danny is Ace the bathound: here @bloggerspam wrote a beautiful fic for this!

Danny goes back in time to kill villain Tim: here

Danny is Diana's daughter: here

Danny arrives during DCeased: here

Danny is Alfred's son: here

Danny is centries old: here

"My name is Danny Fenton, and this is Jackass.": here

Danny is the son of Clark Kent and Lana Lang: here

Danny is convinced Batman is a vampire: here

Danny is Deadshot: here

Danny infiltrates the Light: here

Danny is Jason Todd: here

Danny pays Diana a visit: here

Dan-centric

Dan meets Jason Todd: here

Red Lantern Dan: here

Dan raises Kal-El: here

Jazz-centric

Jazz gets drunk: here

Halfa Jazz: here

Jazz is Lex Luthor's daughter: here

Tucker-centric

Tucker is Amity Park's protector: here

Dani-centric

Dani wants to get arrested: here

Dani is from the future: here

Dani is the clone of Bruce and Danny: here

When Dani destabilizes, Superman stabilizes her dna. She doesn't appreciate this: here

Danny is Clockwork's assistant

Clockwork's assistant au: here

Apprentice of time au: here

Green Lantern Danny

Adult GL Danny: here

GL Danny in Justice League: here

GL Danny helps arrest his parents: here

Danny and others:

Danny and Jazz go to a gala: here

Danny and Dick talk during a stakeout: here

Damian's rant: here

Cujo steals Jason's gun: here

Danny haunts Batman: here

Wally crosses into the DP universe: here

Bruce trains with Phantom: here

The Phantom siblings like to throw things: here

Gotham is on fire: here

Danny and Sam make a bet: here

Flash, Batman, and Joker accidentally cross into the DP universe: here

Danny and Bart are from the future: here

Dani and Dani decide to crash Bruce's interview: here

Mind-controlled Superman crashes Danny and Sam's date: here

Damian and Danny are best friends: here

Danny haunts Batman: here

Dick and Danny talk: here

Dick and Danny are childhood friends: here

Danny rescues Bruce in 1732: here

Jason and Danny kill the Joker: here

Deaged Danny

Danny escapes CADMUS: here

Danny and Dani are adopted by Aquaman: here

Oliver adopts Danny: here

Clark adopts Danny: here

Barry adopts Danny: here

Teen/Adult dad Danny

Ellie and Damian's forced friendship: here

Single Dad and toddler Ellie meet Single mom Kara and baby Kal: here AO3 link: here

Danny is Klarion and Nabu's Dad: here

Danny is Zeus, and Diana's father: here

Other:

Dick throws a party for his 30th birthday: here

The Batfam discover the GIW's warehouse by accident: here

Freakshow and Joker are brothers: here

Tim accidentally creates a portal to Amity Park: here

Dick accidentally saves Danny instead of Tim: here

Danny becomes backup Red Robin: here

Deaged Dick: here

Jazz, Harley, and Bruce are in medschool together: here

Halfa Tim Drake: here

Villain Fentons au: here

Valerie doesn't want to be on a hero team: here

Dick and Damian are ducks: here

Kryptonian Jack Fenton: here

Amity Park is its own nation: here

Villian Fentons: here

A Turkey ghost sends the Fentons on a country-wide chase: here

Little Baby Man Danny: here

Conner is Phantom and Superman's clone: here

Kryptonian Danny: here

Ships:

Dash/Danny: here

Tim/Danny: here

Tim/Danny gods of Krypton: here

Damian is Jazz and Bruce's son: here

Valerie/Danny raise Dani: here

GL Jazz/Bruce: here

FBI Agent Jazz Fenton(Nightingale): here AO3 link: here

Stephanie/Danny: here

[currentfandomkick]

If you want to add extra angst: when this universe’s Dani tried to find her Original, she couldn’t.

She went to clockwork and found a Fenton Thermos labeled ‘paradox’ and hoped it was her danny when she opened it.

Now we have a pissed off, vengeful Dan in the same universe as a Souless Danny/Danyal al Ghul, and no idea if the Phantom half of Danny exists anymore—as i feel like sans Danny as a blueprint, Phantom might revert into a highly emotionally volatile blob ghost noted as freakishly solitary.

Imagine Dani running to Vlad because he’s a manipulative creep, yes, but he’s not an evil version of her Original and he has some twisted investment in her missing Original, enough to help her find Phantom and Fenton and reunite them.

Dan flies off to find a Soulless (often called a Husk in the IR) of human Danny as an assassin who wants to kill some billionaire and has no self preservation. Maybe Dan taunts Husk!Danny about removing Phantom from himself, only to be told ‘Bruce Wayne did that. He did not care for my input.’

And now? Ra’s al Ghul has a pissed off ghost version of Danny (who is 💯 team ‘kill Bruce’ and offers increasingly unhinged ways to make Bruce’s death more painful as he plots it with ‘wanted to keep his ghost half’ Danyal/Danny) that is not Phantom, and Danyal/Danny as a top assassin/tool.

Only downside is this ‘Dan’ is clearly only there to help Danyal plot and execute Bruce Wayne’s demise in the brutal way possible.

Meanwhile Dani/Ellie and Vlad are desperately looking for any trace of Phantom using Ellie as a homing beacon, and Vlad has gotten to the point he’s bringing in the Ancients of the IR to find the missing Will of the Infinite Realms*.

Nocturne is particularly partial to helping locate Phantom as news of his disappearance is both vexing personally (that is his baby ancient to tease) and politically (missing mad king? Good. Missing Benevolent and Kind King? Horrendous). Plus this is distressing the newly formed shade of Jazz Fenton, one of Nocturne’s own ghostly children.

Frostbite and the Far Frozen are prepping for war for the first time since Pariah Dark was sealed. Their Great One is missing, and Frostbite can not feel his bond to his son properly. There is no precedent to such an event between a ghost parent and grieving ghost child. The closest would be an Ending, but even then the bind severs painfully. Frostbite worries for his son, and his people are ready to remind all that their choice to study medicine and health may be a kindness. But kindness is not just gentle smile and soft words. It is defending those in need. And his son was in need.

Clockwork (not bonded to this v of Danny) is looking for Dan only to twitch as somehow Dan Phantom befriended Husk!Danny and that is a mess he doesnt want to touch until ordered by the Observants.

Pandora is anxious about the fading of her apprentice and the Emperor of the Infinite’s signature. It was unnatural. She wasn’t sure what happened and is rallying her own realm to investigate, even arguing with the living Greek Gods and the Amazons of the dimension and universe to help find the cause. If her apprentice is in danger, it is her duty to help—especially as he still grieves his living Fright and was not to resume his duties for another decade or so. Whatever coward struck a ghost child in such a state was deserving of her blade and entrapment in her box with each horror she’s trapped kept from the mortal world.

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*Danny as the Will of the Infinite Realm is a headcannon from a post i saw a while back that basically went ‘he can dethrone whoever is king whenever he wants, and his approval is vital for a ruler of the whole infinite realms to have any ease during their reign. Him being neutral to a king is the mark of a Bad Infinite Realms Ruler, let alone him disliking a Standing King.’

Is Danny King of the infinite in this one? Nah but with Pariah sealed away he is the closest to a King of Kings by virtue of how many Ancients he’s defeated. And as a noted Protector of Veil Boundaries (keeps the peace between ghosts and humans in equal measure) he is acknowledged as the Acting Emperor as the Babiest of the Ancients… and the one with the highest win steak of the ancients atm.

Bonus of Danny’s Rogues respecting his Fright Grieving Time (assume Danny has lost his parents and friends in the Nasty Burger Explosion but with tweaks to timeline for Dani/Ellie to exist and befriend Danny beforehand).

Gimmie a Danny and Damian twins au, but not one where they're all gushy gushy and huggy huggy about the fact that they're reunited.

I want one, where they HATE and try to KILL EACH OTHER. Where they're extremely fucked up in their relationship with one another, but can't kill the other because Taila hoped that they could get along.

They spew poison at each other, inflict pain on each other as easy as BREATHING and would leave the other while heavily injured while saying that they could take care of themselves.

I want them to be near mortal-enemies wrapped up in the bodies of two highly-competent and powerful 14 year olds who cannot give a fuck about each other, has a fleeting thought of killing the other on the best of days but doesn't because of their dear mommy Taila.

Then force them to interact with each other after a long period of separation. I don't give a flying FUCK how you manage to do it, perhaps Danny has to run because his parents vivisected him, perhaps the Nasty Burger explosion couldn't be reversed because Clockwork said no and Danny is torn or perhaps Vlad brings him to Gotham for a gala (either redeemed or not redeemed Vlad), etc, etc.

Force these two children who fucking HATE each other under the same roof, make them interact, make them watch each other interact and make comments about it. Maybe even make an unstable Danny try and KILL Damian, but is stopped by the batfam, or maybe make it that Danny can't even bring himself to kill Damian because he's (discounting Talia) the only family he has left.

Maybe even (if you go the Nasty Burger/Dead Fenton fam au) make Danny hate Bruce Wayne's fucking GUTS because this man is trying to replace his dead father (even though Bruce IS his biological father) and hates him even MORE because he looks so similar to Jack's face that he's literally torn whenever he sees him. Make it that he never stays in the same room as Bruce whenever he's not in mask, make it that he tells Bruce TO HIS FACE that he hates the man for trying to replace his dead FUCKING dad and that he will NEVER accept him as one, biologically related or not.

Maybe even make him not like the batfam either just for the fact that they associate with both Bruce and Damian.

(I just remembered about that one post I saw, but BOY is this ramble gonna get even WORSE for dear old Danny. Though this part isn't really necessary could just read the on top bit lol)

Maybe they even find a way to take away his ghost side, and Bruce (With or without Talia) say that it's for the best for him, and Danny? Danny just fucking BREAKS. DOWN. He's full-on crying and screaming at Bruce and maybe has to be held back by the other batkids or not, or maybe he's just fulling on trying to hit Bruce and Bruce either dodges or just takes it.

Saying how fucking DARE he take away his ghost side, that was apart of him and he had NO FUCKING RIGHT to take away something so precious from him. Then Bruce could say that he doesn't need powers, he could be fully if not even more capable as a human.

And Danny just goes "You don't even get it, do you?" And Danny just cries harder because technically that was one the LAST things linking him to his parents. His DEAD parents. Sure, the accident was his fault, but phantom was created because of their portal, in their lab, in their basement.

Even worse if the reveal went RIGHT and they starting accepting how he was half ghost and trying to change their views on ghosts as a whole, only to die. Then, for some guy to just, take away something like that from him?

Maybe Danny would even say that, rip into him about how that was one of the only things linking him to his parents and even if it wasn't he didn't have the fucking right to decide what to do with HIS body.

"You never had to fucking worry about your parents not accepting you, I did. They still loved me regardless, they tried to change for me. But you wouldn't even know what that feels like, would you, you stupid fucking rich boy."

[idk why I typed that part out but just role with it.]

Maybe Bruce tries to sympathize with Danny about his parents, but Danny just doesn't have any fucks left to give about Bruce's life, or anyone else life in Bruce's life at all and just shuts it down or steamrolls over it. At the end of it all Danny is just a crying, shivering wreck and stares down Bruce with eyes full of HATE that tells Bruce one step closer, and he would KILL him.

Maybe then Damian (Either walks in or was there the entire time.) insults Danny over his weakness and depending on his ghost form or something, and Danny just sees fucking RED and jumps on him. No care that he's no longer half ghost, so that he means he could die more easily, no care to anyone else in that room, no care that Talia wanted both of them to get along and not kill each other.

He tries to kill Damian.

He fails miserably, of course, but he still tries. Then tries again and a fucking gain.

Then after all that he just, doesn't come out of his room, or tries to escape and leave Gotham every chance he gets. He never gets far, but he keeps trying, and he never opens up to anyone in the batfam, not even Alfred.

He's just a kid who lost everything he worked so hard for, everything he tried to hide from his biological mother and her assassin league who tried to keep whatever he had left. Now that kid is fueled by nothing but pure, revolting hatred for the people who took even that from him.

Basically like Dark Danny, but way more powerless and fully human.

[Okay that's enough of me rambling.]

[phantoms-world-and-more]

Danny being nocturns apprentice as well as clockworks

Danny as future king needs to choose his alignment in the infinite realms, chaos lord, order lord, god, good deity, demon ect;

Danny pulled a fast one on everyone by choosing to be neutral and when he explained that the infinite realms deserved an unbiased and just king, he gained alot of respect that day.

Now everyone expected danny to choose clockwork as a mentor, his powers were very helpful and the ability to see and stop the timeline would help him become a good king, but clockwork is also a very powerful ghost aswell as an ancient, so under clockwork guidance danny would become a powerful king.

What no one was expecting was him to request nocturne as well as clockwork as a mentor.

Nocturne was one of danny former villains so him trusting him and even requesting nocturne was not expected.

Danny told nocturne how, his powers to connect and communicate to humans without directly interacting with them would be amazing if he saw something in the timeling and, how having the power to put someone to sleep(permanently or temporarily) was incredibly useful for a king as a form of punishment or rest, and how he respects nocturne.

Danny also said it was a form of good will for anyone who may still have bad blood with danny that even if they dont like eachother that wont interfere with his judgement.

Nocturne and clockwork both agree to teach danny. And danny was improving, since they both said that using his abilities as much and as subtle as he could would be great practice. He was FINALLY able to get his attendance back up.

What danny didnt know was that nocturne and clockwork made a mutual agreement to become his dad's.