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#Half Ghosts
briarruler · 10 months
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You know what I haven't seen? Danny and Tuckers as half-ghosts together after accidently activating the Fenton Ghost Portal atop themselves while posing for Sam's pictures.
I've seen Tucker as the half-ghost instead of Danny (although perhaps more rarely then other members of Team Phantom) and I love all of the Halfa Trio AUs. l'm pretty sure also I've seen at least one or two fics where Sam and Danny are Halfas together or Danny and Jazz are but never to my knowledge one were Danny and Tucker are.
And you know what? I think that's a pity because this AU could be fascinating.
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ashspecter · 3 months
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So I recently rewatched Infinite Realms when I thought of something...
There are different, natural portals all over the globe that open to the GZ for a limited period of time such as the Bermuda Triangle (according to Frostbite). They can lead people or ghosts to different places in the world & in time, but who’s to say that they (humans) never leave the GZ?
What if there is a section of the GZ dedicated to misplaced humans?
What if these humans began to intermingle with ghosts?
What if there are halfas that were made/born by natural causes?
What I am saying is, perhaps Danny and Vlad aren’t the only halfas out there (they’re the only ones who weren’t born, but that’s regardless of the point). We know that ghosts can have kids, so what about humans and ghosts intermingling? It can be a long short for earth-born humans, but if they’ve been in the GZ long enough, perhaps their bodies have begun to absorb extra ectoplasm?
If these humans ever return to Earth, they would be liminal and perhaps a little unhinged... but if they stayed in the GZ, perhaps they would begin to gain ghostly abilities?
Of course, they won't be able to gain all the abilities of a ghost, but they have little oddities that they begin to form. Perhaps a deep-rooted obsession that is less than healthy (even by ghost standards)? Maybe they can interact with the GZ in more than just existing in it?
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raaorqtpbpdy · 1 year
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The Vital Component
For the Phic Phight prompt: The real reason Danny and Vlad became halfas is discovered. Why did it only happen with the proto-portal and portal? Why two people with knowledge of ghosts? (from @staira)
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[Warnings for death and implied murder, I guess? Vlad's a bit of a creep at the end Idk]
Vlad was doing a little light reading before bed. An unknowably ancient tome stolen from the Ghost Zone's Infinite Archives made for excellent bedside literature. He turned the page with a yawn, resolving to go to sleep when he was done with the current chapter. Then he saw the title of the next chapter and all thoughts of sleep were banished from his mind.
Hybrida: The Still-Living Ghost. 
Immediately Vlad became engrossed in the ghostly characters before his eyes, soaking up all the information he could. This book was from millennia ago, at least, and yet there was a chapter on a half-ghost, like him. Was there another one out there, still in the Ghost Zone? What had happened to them?
Hypomone of Thebes was a medium, a seer who communed with the dead. The histories say that from childhood, she was haunted by the spirits of those who would not pass on. Plagued by the ghosts that surrounded her, Hypomone enacted a solution that only she could. She created a spell.
The spell she created would open a door to Hades so that the restless spirits that followed her would be able to pass into the fields of Asphodel. Opening a door to the afterlife could only be done if two very specific requirements were met with a single, vital component.
First, the spell required a sacrifice to lay down their life to open the portal, but not just any sacrifice. The sacrifice had to be a human who had a close, lasting relationship with the dead. Hypomone, who had been surrounded by ghosts her whole life, fit the role perfectly.
Second, the portal required a host who was halfway between the worlds of the living and the dead, to carry it, and would make a suitable host out of it's sacrifice. Hypomone was prepared to become the host.
Hypomone prepared the spell under the light of the full moon. She drew a doorway in the earth. She stood in the center, and activated the spell, and when the doorway opened, it tore her apart. In the same moment she died, and yet survived, and became a halved, broken soul. Two bodies sharing the same place. At once, she was Hypomone of Thebes, and at once she was Hybrida of Hades. Half a woman, half a spirit, a still-living ghost.
She held the door open for the spirits who had surrounded her since she was young; those who could not afford to pay Charon, ferryman of the dead; or who had not been prepared to leave their living loved ones, and missed their opportunity to pass on. Though the pain of a halved life was excruciating, she held the door open, always, for any spirit that needed it.
If she has not yet passed into Elsewhereness or been destroyed, she holds the door open still. 
Vlad's heart pounded in his chest. His mouth felt bone dry. His fingers trembled.
A sacrifice to lay down their life to open the portal. Vlad had died, passed slowly on from the lethal ecto-acne that had infected him.
A human who had a close, lasting relationship with the dead. Vlad had studied ectology for years before the proto-portal incident. Not his whole life as Hypomone had, but perhaps that was why he'd gotten infected first, and not been torn apart instantly like her.And perhaps it was because he hadn't died right away that the proto-portal had ultimately failed.
A host who was halfway between the worlds of the living and the dead.
Vlad swallowed. A half-ghost had to act as the portal's host. Was that why, when he'd first opened the portal in his own lab, it had transformed him unexpectedly?
And Daniel? Daniel was the same way, wasn't he? Vlad thought. The boy had been exposed to ectoplasm his whole life, perhaps even when he was still in the womb. He had been involved in an accident with his parents' new Fenton Portal, and... it hadn't worked before that accident. It couldn't function without a sacrifice... without a host.
This was all such enlightening information.
Hypomone, or Hybrida, whichever she was, could still be in the Ghost Zone to this day. There was a chance he could even find her, slim though that chance may be. The Infinite Realms was, after all, infinite.
Most interestingly, however, Vlad knew the recipe now. Knew how to create another half-ghost. All he had to do was find the right sacrifice, and build a portal. Then he could finally have a child who was just like him. A family who understood him. The pieces were beginning to fall into place at last.
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martyfive · 6 months
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datcravat · 11 months
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ghostlywhiskey · 3 months
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current brain rot is single mom & simon who aren't dating, but he becomes a father figure for your daughter. and it's the way when its time for him to be deployed again, it's the way your daughter reacts that starts to change your feelings entirely towards him.
the morning he's set to leave, footsteps trot their way down the hallway of your house. no knock is given as a warning, the door opening as your daughter makes her way into your room to nudge you awake. except, you've been awake most of the night. your body turning onto it's side to face her figure standing at the side of your bed, faces illuminated by the faint light of the alarm clock. it's 5am and you feel like you could run a marathon, but that's due to the fact your brain hasn't shut off the past 6 hours since you got into bed.
"we promised simon we'd say goodbye," the little girls voice gently reminds you, fingers grabbing at the sweater you deemed your pajama crewneck. a delicate tug is enough for you to sit up. your own hand reaches to brush her hair back before pulling her head closer to you, a soft kiss placed at the top of her head.
"get warm clothes on, it's chilly this time of morning," you murmur, and as you stand up she's already listening to your request. your daughter slips quickly out of your room and back to hers to get warmer clothes on.
and soon enough, the two of you are holding hands as you head outside of the house and a few doors down to simon's house. the exhaust from the car visible in the cool morning air because of the car lights. simon is sat in the driver seat, door propped open as he glances to see the two of you approaching. but, your daughter quickly releases your hand at the sight of him as she runs directly towards him. no words are spoken as he pulls her in close and her face becomes buried into his abdomen.
you stand a few feet away, quietly with your arms crossed in an attempt to preserve any ounce of warmth your body has. the sight in front of you tugging at your heart - she's far too young to understand the severity of his job that would add to the sadness she has over him leaving. but you aren't. and part of you wishes you were as naïve as a child, thinking he was simply going to be away for a few months, nothing more and nothing less. but there was far more that went into all of it, and it was part of what kept you up the whole night.
"no hug from you?"
the words spoken pull you from the trance you were in. eyes that had become unfocused on the scene in front of you now refocused on simon, his body now standing out of the car as your daughter had taken the spot in the drivers seat for warmth while she waited for you two to say goodbye to each other.
"of course you get one," you quickly respond, as if thoughts weren't plaguing your mind moments ago. feet close the space between the two of you and both of your arms wrap around each other. there were plenty of quick hugs and side hugs between the two of you, but your brain counted this one as you both held each other. was it over a minute? did the lack of sleep warp your concept of time and make 3 seconds feel like a minute, or did the hug last that long?
"i'll be back for both of you," and at that point, you were sure the hug lasted longer than a minute as your body became frozen at the simple words spoken. eyes closed as your forehead rested against his chest and your hands gripped the fabric of his sweater.
"we'll be here," voice quiet and muffled into the sweater he was wearing, but he heard as his hold on you grew a little tighter seconds after the words left your mouth.
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bet-on-me-13 · 4 months
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Dan is Trigon
So! The Teen Titans had been chasing down a Cult lately, and they had finally managed to track down their main bases location.
Unfortunately, they got there just a bit too late and the Summoning Ritual they had been preforming was finished. The Being they had been calling crawled up and out of the Circle drawn in Blood on the floor.
And Raven felt her heart Stop. Because that Being crawling it's way out of the Summoning Circle looked almost exactly like her Father's True Form. But also different.
Where her Father's hair was a White Flame, this one's hair looked like Freshly Fallen Snow. Instead of her Father's Blood Red Skin, this being had Icy Blue Skin. And most strikingly, In place of her Father's Piercing Red Eyes, this being had Lazarus Green Eyes.
But even with all those changes, she could still the similarities in the Bone Structure, the shape of the Jaw, and most importantly the Untold Power radiating off of them.
Before they could react, the Being turned its attention to the Cultists.
"Who Dares Summon, the Ghost King?"
"We do, Out Lord Pariah Dark! We Beseech Thee, take this unclean world and tear it down! Cleanse the World of its Filth!"
"Oh Goddammit, not again." Said the Being, "Look, Pariah hasn't been in Power for Centuries. I, am Phantom. And I don't do the whole 'Destroy all Worlds' thing, you want your own constellation? I'm your guy. Otherwise? Bite it."
"Bu-But my Lord! We summoned you to-"
"Yeah how about no." Said the unimpressed God, "Here, let me send you guys Home. I'll give you guys some riches or something as compensation, but that's it."
And with that, the God snapped its fingers and the cultists disappeared.
"Now, who are you kids?" He turned to them.
Robin stepped forward, "We are the Teen Titans, and originally we came to stop them from Summoning you. Now, I honestly don't know what to do..."
"Oh, you guys are Heroes! That's interesting, I don't come across worlds with Heroes very often." Said the Ghost King, "The last one was the one with those Revengers or whatever they called themselves. The Spider Totem was fun to talk to, and Thor is always..."
As Phantom mumbled to himself, Raven stepped up. "King Phantom, I have a Question. Why do you resemble the true form or Trigon so closely? As his Daughter, I can recognize your similarities easily, and I was curious."
The King stopped dead.
"...daughter?"
"Oh, yes. Trigon is my father, though obviously I haven't talked to him recently." She explained.
"...that asshole." He said, "How could he not tell me I had a NIECE!?"
Wait what?
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puppetmaster13u · 1 month
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Prompt 271
“Grandmother is visiting,” Damian suddenly said with no warning and with his usual not-quite demanding tone. 
“Who?” Tim wasn’t the only one to startle, seeing as Bruce had practically froze, a downturn to his lips in a silent show of confusion. 
Damian scowled. “Are you deaf Drake? Grandmother is coming to Gotham to, quote, make sure I am being properly cared for.” None of them had known that Ras was with anyone actually. At least Tim was pretty sure that would have been in the files. 
“Oh?” Dick didn’t quite crouch to Damian’s height but it was a near thing. “She-” “He,” Damian corrected, interrupting him. They all exchanged a glance before Dick continued. 
“Is he coming to the Manor or…” 
Damian scoffed again, a tiny bit of a flush against his face. “No, Grandmother will most likely be staying with Akhi-”
Now wait one moment-
“YOU HAVE ANOTHER BROTHER?!” 
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nerdpoe · 8 months
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Danny, after going on a walk through the Ghost Zone, comes across a very friendly couple who quasi-adopt him.
They're super cool, too!
They used to be a part of a traveling circus, and they know how to do all sorts of neat tricks and flips and they teach him how to do them too!
Honestly, with their help his flying becomes next level; they forced him to obey gravity long enough to learn how to ignore it without using his abilities, and as such he gets a greater understanding of how to maneuver through it.
So when his Freshman class goes to Gotham on a field trip (scare tactic to prevent them from becoming drop outs because "oh if you drop out you'll resort to being a thug and you'll be trapped in this cursed city foreverrrrrr ooooooooo~") Danny decides to show off to Sam and Tucker in a small park.
He does a quadruple flip off of a wall he ran up.
Barbara stares in disbelief through her cameras.
That.
That shouldn't be possible?
She calls Dick to ask if he had any siblings or cousins he wasn't aware of.
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yooo-lets-go · 1 year
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Tactical ghostposting
Soap’s simp folder
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diabolichare · 4 months
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Is this courtship?
Danny is going to Gotham for his scholarship.
Good news! There's another halfa in the city, and he seems to be a good guy. Bad news: the nearest path to his university is through that halfta's haunt. He could take the long way around, but the costs would be more than his budget can handle, and he'd like to avoid dealing with a pissed-off Red Hood.
Hopefully the offerings will be enough to sate his annoyance (and help maybe, god that man has the most malnourished core he's ever seen).
Jason is getting incredibly confused over the strange gift baskets that keep appearing on his patrol routes.
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briarruler · 1 year
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Could the merge side of the Fenton Ghost Catcher be used to create a halfa? Just coat a human in ectoplasm and send them through.
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bluerosefox · 26 days
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Gray and Graysons
One of the Bats has a secret. Something they never told to the others.
They were so very young but they have memories of a sibling, so small and tiny. They remember the burst of warmth they had in their heart when they held the tiny baby for just a moment.
But they weren’t allowed to keep them, their family couldn’t raise them. Money was tight, just enough for three but not for four, despite their shows always bringing in a crowd it was getting harder and harder for the world to be wowed by them in the new age and their sibling was too small and tiny and needed to be cared in a single place than for them to be on the road. Their lifestyle was not good for his tiny sibling apparently.
They had to watch as their parents gave his sibling away to people in suits, them promising to give his baby brother to a loving family when they find a ‘home’ for him. He watched his parents try to be strong only for his mother to break down once the car left down the road, his father holding her and apologizing, the rest of the circus troupe all silently coming over to give the heartbroken family condolences.
Richard ‘Dick’ Grayson had tears running down his face when he last saw his baby brother.
A brother he got to name before he had to be given away.
Daniel ‘Danny’ Grayson.
-x-x-
Dick never told the others. If anyone dug deep into his past they might find his brother’s birth records maybe, if someone got around to digitizing the paperwork for him but given the fact he was placed in the US childcare systems just a few days after his birth and the fact that Dick was still pretty young they most likely believed he didn’t remember his baby brother now. Not after so many years.
But they were wrong, Dick remembers. And he kept the secret close to his heart and memories.
And the only physical evidence he had was a single picture of him holding his brother, a smile on his tiny face towards their father who had taken the photo of them together. When he had lost his parents, lost most of the things that connected him to them, to his past in the circus that had been his whole life, had been taken from him in Gotham’s ruthless childcare system, he held on tight to the picture in secret. Hid it away from anyone trying to rip it from him, hid it from Bruce when the man took him in days later, hid it from Alfred despite how gentle the butler was towards him. He couldn’t, wouldn’t risk losing his photo at the time, he hadn’t trusted anyone and by the time he did he didn’t have the heart to reveal it.
So yes, the existence of his baby brother Danny was his most guarded and best kept secret.
So that’s why Dick, as Nightwing, nearly died from a heart attack when leaving a Justice League meeting he spotted a familiar face among one of the new engineers working in the Watchtower.
It was like seeing a young version of himself. Only, Dick could see that the young man was more than a copy of him, so much more than a clone. He held many traces of John Grayson but also had a bit more of Mary Grayson than Dick did. Small details that Dick foggely remembers taking note when he had held his baby brother.
“Hey, hurry up with that report Gray!” Shouted the head engineer from down the hall, his hand beckoning the young adult to come over.
“Coming! And boss, I told you Danny is fine!” Danny shouted back before hurriedly leaving a stunned Nightwing.
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nelkcats · 11 months
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The Fenton "Boor"
The Fentons have always been famous for their legal sale of weapons, usually based on ectoplasm and used to hunt ghosts. That's where they got most of their funds, whether it was to finance new inventions, their laboratory, or their children's education.
The problem began when they found out that Phantom was their son. Because of that revelation they accepted that they couldn't continue on the "weapon creator" path, how could they continue to create and sell weapons that help hunt down their baby? Even if they didn't trust all the ghosts Danny changed their perspective of the Infinite Realms and they were more or less at peace.
That is why they debated for hours on what to do to make money again, until they noticed something curious: Most of the people in Amity couldn't get drunk. It was a silly thing to focus on, but thanks to a quick investigation they noticed that after the portal opened no one had made it.
That's the reason they created a new brand of beer "Boor", which affected both ghosts and humans contaminated with ectoplasm. Their business quickly became a success and the beer was exported elsewhere (with many care and prevention labels).
When Jason Todd noticed "Boor" on the shelf at the bar he frequented, he snorted. The beer had a small ghost on the bottle, which caught his attention, he ordered it out of curiosity and when the waiter told him that the brand claimed "the product was capable of making even the dead drunk" Jason almost laughed.
Big was his surprise the next day when he woke up on one of Gotham's rooftops with a severe hangover. He had at least 8 missed calls from Nightwing and a bottle with a cartoon ghost in his hand.
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cryptcatz · 2 years
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found an old google doc i made of my favorite bat species. you should suggest more species for my list pls
ID:
A post describing 6 types of bats as follows:
Northern Ghost bat
Angry face
Primarily eats moths and apparently likes to sing while doing so. Fuckin superb you funky little ghost bat
Desert long-eared bat
What's he so happy about???
Apparently they get scorpion stings to the face a lot but it's okay because they just don't care and swoop down to eat them whole (stinger and poison sack included) off the ground anyways
So actually he's probably happy about all the scorpion murder he commits
Pallid bat
Ears
Greater false vampire bat
Can apparently eat like anything. Bugs? Yes. Frogs? Yes. Birds? You bet.
Like straight up cannibalizes bats smaller than it.
Kind of a killing machine overall really
Wrinkle faced bats
Ugly but full of love
has a flap of skin they use as a facemask when they nap. Fancy.
Their weird skull structure lets them eat a wider range of food than most other bats. So that's rad.
Frog eating bat.
They eat frogs
Fun at parties. Always brings fun food (frogs)
End ID.
(thank you @friendlybat for the ID!!)
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tanglepelt · 10 months
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Dc x dp idea 98
John and JLD are up against a threat from the infinite realm. When the being goes to declare their plans to destroy the planet. The being suddenly comes to a halt.
Apparently there is a single ecto entity that has a haunt on this planet. So they can’t flat out destroy the planet, that would just be rude.
Upon an investigation. As they are definitely gonna scout out who the ecto entity is at the minimum. They find none other the Cujo.
Seeing as it’s quite common for ecto animals to claim an ecto being in the realm as their “haunt”. The JLD assume Cujo, who is asleep on Danny, claimed Danny as his.
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