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phantomrose96 · 2 years
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I'm here to talk more about Familiar Corpse because mom said I could.
This is one of those fics where I think I had more fun with the execution than the actual idea of it. Like I thought about different ways this could go, possibly as a confrontation between Maddie and Danny specifically. But I really liked settling on using Vlad, and using Vlad specifically as a medium for the audience to receive disjoint information simultaneously, as Vlad receives one piece from Maddie and reveals another to the audience through his own recollections. So the dissection, its aftermath, and Maddie's take on it can all hit at once. Really felt like the strategy for maximum "Hey wait."
And Vlad's always a fun character to use to carry a fic cuz, ya know, fucked-up evil ghost vampire billionaire villain trying to adopt the protagonist and date his mom gives a lot to work with. And I think these kinds of dissection stories always present one really integral question: does Vlad help Danny?
Like a decade back I think most fics went with "absolutely, yes," in a way that gives Vlad more credit than he's, perhaps, canonically due. Like he throws away his evil selfish tendencies because he's so aghast at what's happened to Danny.
And there's some fairness to that! The boy you've been evilly scheming to force to be your son shows up at your door sawed open and moments from death wdyd? I do think Vlad would help. But I think there's this much more selfish angle to explore here: that Vlad would help because his future perfect family depends on it.
And that's... also compromised when it's Maddie who's done this to Danny.
I know "unreliable narrator" is everyone's favorite literary term but really this was a fun exercise in exactly that, which I think shows through how split people's opinions are of Vlad in the tags/replies. Familiar Corpse repeatedly explores what Vlad is telling himself... which are things that fall at odds with what his memories reveal he's done.
His memories present a chain of events where Danny showed up nearly dead at Vlad's door, and Vlad saved his life by stabilizing him in the basement. And more than that, it reveals Danny coming back day after day for more medical attention which Vlad readily gives. And even more than that, the audience knows Danny is actually talking to Vlad about how things are at home in a manner that suggests Vlad asked, and suggests Danny feels trusting enough to tell him.
But in Vlad's internal narration to himself, he repeatedly asserts that he doesn't truly care about this whole thing. Like it's just something distasteful that happened. And sure his flame for Maddie seems to be extinguishing itself in real time as these events unfold, but he never admits that's related. He asserts to himself that this is just a little game for his curiosity, that he enjoys having Maddie around his finger, and he'll pick up his real pursual of Maddie and Danny as his family later when he feels like it again.
And then throughout the conversation with Maddie, she reveals things are actually broken in a way entirely unfixable. And this shocks Vlad. And Vlad does make an attempt at course-correcting her, but it fails without proof (which he might have, if he reveals he's Plasmius, if that can convince Maddie that half-ghosts are real and her son is truly her son.)
He doesn't. He doesn't try. He actively decides against trying.
And if Vlad were a better person - he'd have done something. Even if not revealing himself as Plasmius, a better person would perhaps, at least, warn Danny, or better would take Danny's side entirely and do what he can to help Danny, out of actual and genuine human concern.
Vlad is... too selfish for that, though. Because his thoughts are still around his hypothetical family, which is what Danny and Maddie are to him. He settles on something like blame - directed at Maddie and Danny both - Maddie for causing this and falling apart, and Danny being too broken to be Vlad's perfect son. It's his future they have ruined by doing this, by becoming too broken for Vlad's perfect family, and as such, Vlad owes them nothing. And worse, Vlad knows that if he tries, he may end up exactly in Danny's shoes. And he is far, far too selfish to ever risk that.
Throughout the fic Vlad does experience genuine emotions, genuine empathy. He does feel anger on Danny's behalf. He is worried for him. He is upset with Maddie. But when it comes to deciding what to do - deciding what logic to act on - Vlad chooses the selfish approach. He categorizes his own uncomfortable feelings as stemming from the loss of what Maddie and Danny were supposed to be for him, and emotionally removes himself (the only person with the full picture of what's happened, who could possibly stop catastrophe) from the situation all together.
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deadsetobsessions · 4 months
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AU of my Gotham/Tim Drake! Danny where Danny doesn’t know any knowledge beforehand about the DC universe.
Danny doesn’t know how he got here, but the fact that he now shares something in common with Vlad other than their technical halfa status disgusts him
His new name is Timothy Jackson Drake. It’s so far removed from Danny that his parents had him examined for deafness because he didn’t respond to it. He got better at it, at putting on the mask Janet and Jack Drake wanted to see. So they took him to the circus.
He meets Dick Grayson. Danny thinks the kid is adorable, even if Danny himself is technically younger. He sees the flying Graysons fall. The buzzing in his head doesn’t go away.
He’s five, when the fading spirit of Gotham reaches out and pleads her King to protect her city in her stead. She is fading. He says yes, because she’s one of his. The buzzing in his head settles and oh because that’s what’s been missing this entire time. Danny didn’t have a haunt and Gotham gave him one.
He grieves when she dies, the new title settling around small shoulders, and the city grieves with him. In the city proper, Batman and Robin are having the worst night of their lives in the sudden storm.
He’s nine. Robin is Dick Grayson. Dick Grayson, in turn, is an idiot. Batman… well, he’s at least mentoring and protecting the child vigilante, which is more than Danny ever had. He grows fond of them. How could he not, when they tried their hardest to help his city? To help him?
He shows himself, to the duo, in his Phantom form. It’s still him, still modeled after Danny Fenton’s face instead of Tim Drake’s. Ghosts are a reflection of the soul, after all.
“Who are you,” Batman demands, shielding Robin with half a step.
“Gotham.” He replies. Danny wills the city to affirm his claim and the city wraps its arms around the vigilantes. Batman and Robin understands, a deep well of pure knowledge being tapped into in ways they weren’t truly meant to understand.
“…How?”
“Magic,” Phantom says, dry. He tells them of city spirits, and that they can call him in times of dire need.
Dick calls him to help with Two Face. Two Face learns the pain of unmelting ice to the balls.
His core aches when the Bats fight, but Danny knows now that it is inevitable. They’re part of his haunt, his ‘fraid. He knows these things far before they come into fruition.
Dick moves to a sister city. Phantom expands his haunt to Bludhaven because he doesn’t, won’t, ever leave his Robins to themselves.
Nightwing is hopeful, is pleasantly surprised, and very suspicious when he shows up during patrol.
“Gotham…? What are you doing here…? This isn’t, well, Gotham?”
“Satellite City. It is an extension of myself. You were Robin, yes. You’re Nightwing, now. But that doesn’t mean I won’t protect you when I can.”
Phantom goes back, and finds a kid trying to steal tires to make a living. He guides his Knight to him. The starved features, the bones Danny could see, it tugs at his core. It feels like the Ancient of Fate themselves were pulling him along.
“How’d you know I was taking the wheels?”
“Gotham.”
“Are you… high on shrooms or something?”
Bruce sighs. Batman asks Gotham to meet the new Robin, and chuckles when Jason is surprised by the glowing green figure.
Phantom hides this Robin just as much as the last one. He curls shadows around his vigilantes, sometimes at the same time, and softens what little sounds they made while stalking through his city for crime.
He makes small jokes with Jason. Danny forgets, a little, the crushing loneliness of being Timothy Drake.
“I didn’t kill Garzona!”
“You-”
Batman stops as a chill he’s never had experienced directed at him weaves around his neck. An angry Gotham.
“He didn’t kill him.” Danny slides a cold hand on Jason’s shoulders.
But the damage had been done and the next day, Batman is begging Danny to tell him any clues of where Jason had gone.
“Ethiopia.”
He clears the way for Batman to get to Robin. He clears the way for Bruce to get to Jason.
He’d fallen into the trap of believing that Batman would handle everything when in the end, he’s just a man in a mantle that demands more than he ever thought he’d have to pay.
Robin is dead and Danny grieves. The skies crack open and pours a torrent of smogged rain water upon the streets of Gotham. Despite that, Crime Alley is untouched by flood. They say the second Robin was protecting his home.
In a way, it’s not wrong.
Gotham fishes Batman from the bay, carelessly tossing the broken Joker against a shipping container.
“You can’t keep doing this. You’ll die.”
Bruce, Batman, lays on his back, eyes glazed and empty. “Maybe I want to.” He admits. And Danny can’t lose someone else. It’s already bad enough he feels the death of everyone in his city, he can’t lose him too. But Dick won’t come back. He already denied Gotham when Phantom had asked him to come back. Granted, Dick was nervous about denying him the entire time, but Danny realized that he’d lost a brother in the colors his parents chose for Dick. Danny- Phantom had cradled Dick in a swaddle of shadows and comfort.
“Alright.”
“Is it? Alright? I- I don’t want to fail you, Gotham.”
“It is. You’ve always made me proud. You will always make me proud. Whether it be by different name, it matters to me not. Stay. Heal.”
Like Dick was given permission, like he received a hint of peace, Dick Grayson crumpled to the floor and sobbed into Gotham’s shoulder.
(Later, long after Dick Grayson realized his little brother was also his city personified, he cries again into Tim’s shoulders after the later dropped a flower pot perfectly on top of Catalina Flores’ head.)
Gotham, Phantom, Danny makes a choice.
“Tomorrow, a child will show up at your door. You will let him in.”
“No- I can’t. I won’t.” He knows what Danny will ask of him.
“You will.” Danny doesn’t ever do it with his people, with his city, but dire times call for dire actions. It is an order. And Batman is Gotham’s knight. “You will. You will train him. You need a Robin to leash your brutality. I need a Robin, for Robin is my hope. The city’s hope. Our people’s hope. Do not forget the goal you have set out to accomplish in my city.”
Batman rages at him, until he falls unconscious from the wounds he’s gathered. Danny brings him home. He tells Alfred what to expect tomorrow. Bruce wakes up, eyes fixated on the crack that appeared on Danny’s neon green face. “Did. Did I do that?”
Danny nods slowly.
Batman crumples into Bruce Wayne. “Okay.” He says. “Alright. Tomorrow.”
Gotham watches him, unreadable. “Tomorrow.” He says, before fading away.
Tim Drake shows up at the door. Nightwing shows up not long after. Tim Drake adapts to Bruce Wayne’s cold looks and brutal training. Slowly, but surely, he leashes in Batman’s grief fueled brutality and less criminals go to prison with half of their lives beaten out of them.
Batman doesn’t see Gotham as much anymore. He feared that he’s angered his city, that he is no longer welcome.
When Tim figures it out… he allows the roads and the shadows to help Batman once more.
Batman stared intently at the extra coverage. “Thank you,” Tim hears him whisper. “I’m sorry.”
And when Jason Todd comes back to life and attacks Tim in the tower, Tim lets Hood beat him. Gotham had failed him, as Jason’s city. He deserves it. (He doesn’t but Danny had gone past the point of being healthy about his own physical wellbeing. Perhaps being a city spirit this long had affected him, even with the King’s title mitigating the worst of the damages.
“HE REPLACED ME!”
“Because I ordered him to.” Tim whispers, past the pain of a broken leg.
“You? Order Batman around? If you’re going to lie, make it a better one, Replacement.”
Tim catches Jason’s wrist, the one holding the knife to Tim’s throat.
“Robin,” he says simply, allowing Gotham to come out and peer at the child that is his.
Jason stares, disbelieving. Gotham had… Gotham had come by and approved of his plans to clean up Crime Alley. Gotham had extracted a promise not to damage the buildings.
“No.”
His city stares back and him and Jason stumbles away. Tim shifts into Danny, into Gotham.
“You…”
“I am Gotham. I- I did not want to wear these colors. They were yours and Dick’s. But Bruce was hurting the city, he was hurting me. So I made sure he stopped.”
Jason stares at the new cracks, the fresh ones he just caused and the old ones he does not remember being on Danny’s ghostly skin.
Jason swallows. “I’m sorry.”
“As am I. I am sorry I was not there to save you. I am sorry that you died.”
Jason stares at him. The Replacement is Gotham. Jason almost destroyed his city.
“I am glad that you’ve returned. That you’re alive, now.”
“…Really?”
“Always.”
Alternative Version of the above Tower Scene:
Jason slides the knife against the Replacement’s neck.
Danny sighs. “I can’t believe I’m dying again.”
Jason pauses. “What the fuck did you just say, Replacement?”
Danny rolls his eyes at him and Jason rethinks his decision of not offing the little fucker right away.
“You think you’re the first one to die in this household? Get a grip. I did it first, way before you did, jackass.”
Tim is 14. He’s a child. What the fuck is Jason doing?
“When…?”
“How do you think I became Gotham, little bird?”
Jason freezes. And then he’s scrambling backwards, the knife flung away in his horror.
Tim shifts into Gotham and Jason bites back a cut of regret and bitterness.
He… no, what? What even is happening?
“Why is the Joker not dead? You… you told me that you loved me. That Gotham… that-”
“I’m cruel, little bird. The Joker would not suffer as much if he were dead.”
“He’s killing people! He’s killing your own!”
“So everyone thinks.”
“What?”
“I am Gotham, little bird. Mass hallucinogenic gasses are so within my reach to the point it is concerning. Perhaps you should help Ivy with the city clean up?”
“Huh?!”
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eudikot · 3 months
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cookinguptales · 1 year
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[GLASS ONION SPOILERS BELOW]
a story in three acts:
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distressed-bird · 2 months
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Kalina is the most interesting character to me because of all she has going on…
she is Cassandra’s familiar, she is simultaneously a pet and a friend and a servant and a family to a goddexx that is simultaneously her owner and friend and creator and parent and her god and reason to be—Kalina’s relationship to Cassandra is hard to put a name or label on (since what does being a familiar even mean?) but the bottomline is that this cat loves her deity enough to put everything and everyone on the line for her…
And adding in that she is a child of divorce. So to speak. I am extremely normal and haven’t been driven mad by the detail that baby itty bitty kitty Kalina was at Cassandra’s wedding to Ankarna and is remembered to have been toddling after her as she walked down the aisle…
Kalina will be the death of me /lh
#fhjy spoilers#fantasy high junior year#kalina#oh my god and the fact Kalina was there at that wedding—there at the period of time where Ankarna was alive and still a known god and not#presumed dead… this makes the Sylvairean Heresy even WORSE of a life event for Kalina and Cassandra…#the existence of baby kalina implies that Cassandra *raised* Kalina… and the fact they were married means that Kalina wouldn’t have been#raised by only Cassandra but *also* Ankarna.#you are Kalina and one of your parents just was killed by your uncle—their domains were too alike—and you can never talk about them again.#you can never speak their name—share in their memory—the only place they exist is quietly in your memories that must go unspoken due to#Oblivata Mori. And there’s nothing you can do about it…#And then the followers and clerics of your remaining parent start trying to kill her—being mislead by the followers of your goddexx’ sister#Cassandra is the only family Kalina has left—and Kalina’s sentience leds me to think she agreed to become a Curse#kalina let herself be unmade and changed to keep Cassandra alive… and even as the shell of herself—a familiar once but now a living plague—#is so deeply loyal and only interested in what is to the benefit of her *everything*… even if they are currently a Walking Corpse.#Kalina dislike Kristen so much because Kristen is just not being a good cleric and is in the precarious spot of being Cassandra’s only#follower… but ultimately won’t harm or attack Kristen—killing herself first—because Kristen is the only one keeping Cassandra uncorrupted.#yeah im crazy about the relationship and history between a cat familiar and her witch goddess and the layers of their relationship
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saionjeans · 4 months
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i firmly subscribe to the interpretation that chuchu is an extension of anthy’s soul btw. communicating anthy’s indignation, buried affections, and repressed feelings. a cute little mouse creature, a weirdo, a rascal, mischievous, indignant, sillygoofy, affectionate, inhabiting many roles and taking many forms, acting on their desires, adorable and strange, and overall just funny as hell, as absolute comedian. yeah that’s anthy all right
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aowna · 10 months
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Fear the Old Blood Moon
By the goddess, fear it Link!
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musubiki · 8 months
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i like drawing beautiful people so ill probably make the witch king hot ngl
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ty-bayonet-betteridge · 6 months
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can we talk for five seconds about how bonesaw almost figured out the Cycle entirely by observing peoples brains as they triggered. and she was younger than 12 when she did it.
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kingsandbastardz · 3 months
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Oh. 💀 for all you fic writers out there, have some symbolic jewelry.
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Does Yeric’s spider have a name?
Yes! Thats Penelope <3 She's the youngest of Yeric's familiars and is a morbid little darling.
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phantomrose96 · 2 years
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I'm still thinking about the awful, delicious implications of um and fc being sequential. The fact that as far as his parents know phantom never remembered the experiments when killed but this time he escaped so he remembers. The fact that danny went to vlad for help so much more readily than in um. The idea that this is before danny works himself up to more clones so he's still the last one. That him knowing about the cuff might have been the one thing that let him escape. I'm making myself sad
(Under Moonlight / Familiar Corpse)
Really like how you can just stack the awful implications of each of them up on top of each other. Like pancakes.
You could add to the mix FC!Danny (if or when Vlad tells him what Maddie believes) being so utterly wracked with regret of "Why couldn't I have just had the power for one more clone?" because he could have just chosen to allow his self on the lab table to die while the uncaptured clone carried on, avoiding this horrible situation. (At least, for one more iteration.)
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spiderthread · 3 months
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(WIP)
*gestures to xu da like the butterfly meme* is this a hot guy?
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naffeclipse · 1 year
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hello!! i just discovered your writing this week & it is SCRUMPTIOUS. my favorites are probably sleuth jesters & double toil and trouble.
speaking of the latter, i wonder what sun + moon (eclipse maybe) thought of as they watched the witch get scorned & sentenced to death by the people. can demons even interfere with mortals' business w/o someone summoning them?
the alternate timeline where the witch chooses not to call out for help is really haunting bc you can just imagine the boys(tm) watch as their beloved witch gets hanged - all at the hands of the villagers who they had helped & blessed.
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,,i am a massive angst enjoyer don't mind me,,
i rambled a lot UH but my earlier point still stands!! i love your writing <333
i hope you have a good day!!
Hi! Thank you!!!
Demons have to work around not being invited, but sometimes, they can invite themselves into a witch's presence, depending on the circumstances. In such a case where the witch wasn't able to call out for help and was hanged, Sun and Moon, and even Eclipse, would still take advantage of All Hallows' Eve as the veil between the living and the supernatural is already thin, and resort to restoring the witch back to life with dark means.
It would stray from the main story as Eclipse would be here along with Sun and Moon from the get-go, and the witch would now have to deal with the effects of being brought back from the dead by demons. (Think purple flesh and all kinds of wrongs akin to Michael in Sister Location.) There is, however, hope and healing, and the witch has the comfort of three familiars while dealing with the trauma of death and coming back wrong.
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kwebtv · 9 months
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Press Photo for "The Corpse Had a Familiar Face"
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frtools · 3 months
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An unfortunate creature makes for a fortunate corpse cleaner.
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