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atomic-chronoscaph · 8 months
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Jules de Grandin, Occult Detective - art by Vincent Di Fate (1976)
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chronivore · 6 months
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Jules De Grandin Ghost-Breaker
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davidjhiggins · 1 year
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Sherlock Holmes and the Shadwell Shadows by James Lovegrove
Lovegrove delves deeper than the immediately recognisable traits of a Sherlock Holmes story, delivering a plausible perspective on how the consulting detective might react to the discovery of Lovecraft’s incomprehensible and hostile cosmos. … “”
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jeshaisabookworm · 6 months
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Blood Ties | TV Series Review
Title: Blood TiesCountry: AmericaYear: 2007Genre: Drama, MysteryNetwork: Space (Canada) Lifetime Television (United States)Season(s): 2Episodes: 22 “There’s nothing worse than waiting and not knowing what’ll happen to you. Your own imagination can be crueler than any captor.” Richelle Mead, Frostbite Living with a decease that would one day take her vision Vicky Nelson, former cop, has decided…
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margysmusings · 1 year
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My latest book review.
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maeviuslynn · 1 year
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I was featured in Bob Freeman's Last Writes project! It's such a cool project. His questions were very thought provoking.
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streetqueenofmars · 1 year
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Rolled a 7. (20/01/2023)
Tonight's short story is 'The Nemesis of Fire' from 'The Complete John Silence Stories' by Algernon Blackwood. Originally published in 1908.
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Welcome to the City of Angels.
Home of the glitz,the glamorous and most importantly....
The mysterious.
This is a city with a lot of the secrets.
Enter the Supernatural Detective Agency.(Or S.D.A for short)
They deal with the extra mysterious,the things most tend to overlook.
Welcome....to the city of the Supernatural.
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dcxdpdabbles · 7 months
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DC X DP: The Summoning Conditions of the Ghost King.
Danny Fenton is new to his title.
It's been about two years since he defeated Pariah Dark and inherited his seat through the right of conquest. Now Danny knew, on some level, that Pariah was King of Ghosts, but in all honestly, he had been preoccupied with getting his town back from the zone and keeping his friends and family (and the rest of the town, he guessed) alive.
The victory had been just within the lines of a fair fight, only because a dew ghost argued that his shifting his dad's ecto-skeleton suit was a form of armor only after his power ran over it.
If Danny had fought in the ecto-skeleton suit without doing so then it would not have been considered a fair fight as it wasn't his own strength, and thus, he would not won the right of conquest.
But he did. And now Danny was crowned Ghost King. Which came with all sorts of responsibilities and proper conduct for someone of his new stature.
Many ghosts were willing to teach him the way- Princess Dora, Clockwork, Frostbite, Ghostwriter, and even the Observants- but Danny struggled to adjust. He had no idea being King meant he had to play diplomat to the literal multiverse- as the Ghost Zone or Infinite Realms touched every possible world at every possible time- and follow specific rules of being a Ghost.
A vampire could not entire a home without being invited in.
A fae could not take control over a human without knowing their name.
And a ghost could not make a chance to the living plane without meeting requirements, like an agreement on a contract.
That was why the Ghosts never passed Amity Park's limits and why Pariah Dark had chosen to take the town into his domain instead of expanding his attack. The Fentons have unknowingly created an open contract with anything that could get past their portal by opening it up and claiming themselves the protectors against ghosts kind.
If a ghost could defeat everyone in the Fenton household- as the ground of where the zone was open and the beings calling that location a home- then they would become the portal's rulers and be able to leave the city. Thankfully, that contact applied to Danny, and he had never lost, no matter who challenged him.
His ghost sense activated the contract, alerting him of a new challenger. After finding his family contract, Danny had thrown a fit in the Ghost King's Keep. Thankfully, he could close it with the help of Clockwork, who agreed to be his final challenger, and once he won, the portal was forever closed.
Danny then discovered he had to create his own Ghost Conditions as Phantom, The Protective Spirt of Amity Park, and Phantom, the Ghost King. He argued with the Infinite Releams council, something he installed to help him rule and to lowkey have them continue to govern themselves with his own laws, keeping them from killing each other- until his core began to deteriorate the more he neglected his Ghost Conditions.
Clockwork has to intervene, telling him in little words to write up his Ghost Conditions and have them ready in a month or experience his soul being ripped apart by nature.
Danny agreed to write up the Conditions as soon as he could....and then did what any sixteen-year-old teenager would do with a work assignment. He procrastinated until the night before it was due.
Panicked, he sat down in front of his laptop to write, telling his parents he had a big essay due and could not answer any calls until late.
At three am of the following day, Clockworked appeared for his Ghost Conditions which outlined his limitations and certain requirements for Danny to operate.
He worked hard on Phantom, The Protective Spirt of Amity Park, to allow him to live everyday human life and shift into a ghost to protect his town whenever he needs to. He ensured that he could not be used to cause human death by a weapon in a mortal war, and his condition for working on behalf of a human was to have a recommendation letter from both FrostBite and Clockwork out of both ghost-freewill.
He figured it would make it practically impossible to make him a weapon or make him do anything against his will. He didn't want to end up like Ember or Desiree, who relied on mortals to get power, but he also did not want to be so obsessive about protecting something he forwent everything like Sculker or Walker.
He spent so much time on it that he forgot to leave time to work on the Phantom, and Ghost King lists until his eyes were dropping closed and Clockwork was messaging him that he was on his way to both lists.
Danny panicked and wrote something down- hoping he would redo the assignment later on- just to have something to turn in. The lack of sleep and stress caused him to not think clearly.
When he woke seven hours later, he realized this wasn't just some English assignment he could ask his teacher to let him redo. This was set in stone conditions and said conditions had already been passed around the multiverse. Some of his work even appears in his timeline, in some ancient civilization, thanks to Clockwork flinging copies of his Ghost Conditions into time portals.
Thank the Ancient Cores that Danny had copied and pasted the parts of about not making him a weapon for mortal wars or mindlessly killer. He hoped that it wouldn't come to bite him in the ass.
It bit him in the ass a week later when an alien threat so big the Heros of the Justice League were so desperate for a counter-attack they allowed Batman to attempt to summon the Ghost King even at the Justice League Dark's warning.
Batman had known about the Ghost King's Summoning Conditions from his time with Ra's Al Ghul. It was, after all, Ra's civilization that had been the one to find Danny's list from Clockworks time portals.
Danny knew this because one of the conditions was letting him know of the human's intention before they could summon him. He honestly heard whatever Batman was thinking and whatever the man could hear.
"Bats, this is baty even for you!" A disembodied voice hissed. Danny was startled so hard on his bed, having been scrolling on his phone when the British man spoke.
"If we can convince the King that the lives of Earth are at risk, he will aid us in the battle. He can not kill humans, but the aliens are not human." Batman answered, and Danny felt his core drop. Oh no. a loophole.
"Or he could kill everything around in a fit of rage!" The other man yelled. "No one understands the Ghost King! His Conditions were so open-ended anything could happen!"
Hey, Danny thought they were pretty solid, actually.
"Doesn't matter. We are out of options." Batman replied, and between one moment and the next, Danny was floating above a summoning circle, still wearing his snowflake pajamas- complete with a large holding- his phone in the same lying on his stomach position.
Thankfully, he was in his ghost form.
"What-"
"Phantom, Ghost King, I call upon you for aid. The lives of all human life are at risk of destruction." Batman said, his thoughts silent like the grave, and Danny had no idea what he was thinking.
Danm. Danny's wording of "Knowing a human's intention before summoning the King" meant that he could not hear the human's intention once the summon happened. Maybe his language was too open-ended.
"Ugh." He slowly sat up in a cross-leg position, eyeing the gathered heroes. It looked like all of the Justice League was present- all looking worse for wear. Whatever aliens were, the League wasn't kidding when they sent out an emergency shelter notice. "Um, that is...Well, you see, the funny thing is you have to pass some trials before I can help you. Batman Sir."
The Dark Knight showed no outward emotion as he nodded even as a few heroes seemed confused by Danny's nervousness. "I will undergo them."
Please disagree. Danny wanted to scream, flushing a bright green. He wrote those trails in two minutes. They are embarrassing!
Instead, he heard himself say as if speaking from his frozen ice core. "You must pass all my trails. The first shall begin right now and you must have opponents of those you cherish the most. They must be someone you love so much that the thought of them hurting will destroy you. They must take part now or drop dead if they refuse."
A glowing green snowflake appears under the feet of five individuals in the crowd. Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Orphan and Spoiler.are dragged to the front of the crowd, to stand next to Batman in the Ghost Kind's trails.
Batman froze and a man in a trench coat swore. "I warned you!"
"Wait!" Flash yelled, but it was too late. The Ghost King Trails had already begun. Danny wanted to scream, but he felt his body move one arm up, creating a sizeable frozen slate of ice to hover over the heroes.
A familiar song filled the air as smaller slates appeared before each hero. Words slowly carved across the large and small ice, much to the confusion of everyone present.
"Is...Is this Kahoot?" Red Robin dared to ask, watching the words finish being made, and the Kahoot music continued to count down.
Danny wants to hide his face in his hands, but he instead shouts, "The first to twenty is the victor and shall be the one I shall give my aid to! Now time is running out, humans, pick your answer for... Question one...According to the Ghost King, which Gotham hero has the best ass?"
Ding.
Everyone turned to Orphan when she quickly pressed B. on her ice tablet. Since she was the only one who moved in time before the timer ran out, her answer was displayed before all eyes.
She chose correctly. B. for Red Robin.
Orphan shrugs at Red Robin's gape. "His Highness' eyes did a slow up and down when they spotted you. It wasn't hard to guess."
Danny thought making a Kahoot was fast, and no one would be able to guess the answers to questions about himself. He thought it was foolproof.
He was wrong.
"Question two: Which is the prettiest star in the Milky Way!" Danny shouts in a pompous tone that contradicts his embarrassed frown and glowing green blush.
The heroes of Gotham stare at him before they all press A for Sirius.
"How!?" He asks when all of them get the answer right. Right now, Orphan is winning, so she is the closest to his contact dealer.
"You're wearing the star on your nightcap," Red Hood deadpans.
"Q-Question three.....What is the Ghost King's favorite Holiday?"
Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding. Ding.
Nightwing, Red Robin, Red Hood, Spoiler, and Orphan picked D. for Halloween but only Batman chooses correctly with B. for Valentine's Day.
He does not explain how he knows that, and Danny is starting to worry the greatest detective in the world is going to figure all his answers out, and he will end up serving them.
Sweating, he moves on to the next question as John Consistent watches on, wondering if he indeed was an Occult expert as he thought or not because none of what was happening was what he thought would happen.
They may stand a chance yet.
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batmonkfish80 · 2 years
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12 months ago this was a subscriber reward for my Patreon, now it has been let free.
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Jack Kaiju Monstrous Services
Jack Kaiju jumped out of his Land Rover onto the gravel. A growling bass rhythm and melodic organ followed him as the door swung, flashing the emblazoned words Jack Kaiju, Monstrous Services over a giant lizard. “Hi,” he said to the thin-looking man in front of him. “I spoke to Dolores. Is she...” he gestured to the house, brooding in the twilight.
“She’s not there,” said the man. “She left until this is sorted.”
“She said that,” said Jack, leaning into the back to collect his equipment. “But I guess when I went to tell her no she ignored me. So then. You have a case of The Zombies.”
“That’s right. I guess it’s the time of the season” said the man, frowning as Jack brought out his tools. Machete, chainsaw, shotgun. “Is this really necessary?”
Jack put on the stiff collar over the heavy vest, and pulled the thick gloves onto his hands. “Listen pal, I’ve been hired to do a job. And when Jack Kaiju takes on a job, you can sure he’ll finish, no matter if I have to go up against odessey and oracle. No one comes back for a sequel when I’m about.” He marched in, face firm.
Thirty seconds later he tramped out again, a banshee wail following him. He dropped off the weapons, instead grabbing a fine mesh net. “What’s wrong,” asked the man.
“Wrong tools for the job.” Words materialised from the house moaning about tanks and bombs and bombs and guns. “It not Zombies you’ve got, it’s an infestations of Cranberries.”
Both The Zombies and the Cranberries are popular beat combos who I would commend to you attention.
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brucewaynehater101 · 5 days
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Me: "Do you want to watch John Constantine?"
My sister: "Is it about history?"
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zal-cryptid · 1 year
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DC characters - Doctor Occult
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chronivore · 2 months
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Carnacki, the Ghost Finder
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artbribery · 1 year
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I was reading posts from 2015 and there was this:
You want to clean the refrigerator, but you are afraid. You can feel your hope dwindling. Last time, it wanted a sacrifice. This time, all you have left to give is your soul. You don’t even know what’s in that tupperware anymore. Maybe it can wait another week.
So:
Usually you get Danny and John Constantine being relatives in some form by blood or magic, a soul-tax-evader/paperwork-hater dynamic, etc.
Now
Imagine that Danny Fenton is John Constantine.
What if his first Soul Deal was with the fridge’s food? The one that’s been there the longest? You know, the one on the very back?
Listen. I know he’s usually blonde but imagine that his hair was lighter, say, a very conspicuous shade of white.
Did something happen to him that he’s not Phantom, ghost halfa extraodinaire? 
Is this a tragic backstory? GIW/Parents mess with his core too much? Did he give his core up on a deal? Nobody knows...
Or maybe he’s just trying a thing and nothing awful happened. That’s an option.
Maybe he still has Jazz and she calls weekly to nag him about his habits and check on him between jobs
Or maybe he doesn’t and that’s the why of the next point
Danny being terrible at adult (if yes to angst: as a self destructive coping mechanism(?), if not then have it as a treat)
Or, 
John--as himself--lived in Amity Park. 
And, for our purposes, he had a part-time job in house cleaning services. 
Then, it was the very same service that the Fenton’s got convinced to hire.
Why? Because Jazz wouldn’t stand for it anymore and it was too much for them.
Them being: Either Jazz and Danny, who were kids dealing with stuff. Or Jack and Maddie, who often forgot.
So it fell to this poor sap: John Constantine. The Occult Cleaning Lad.
He knows he could trade a part of his soul to get the damn dinner monstrocity to leave, he does it all the time, it would even make his scam game better, but he ain’t getting paid that much.
Bonus
At the end of his life, at the Court of Death: 
The free-for-all ends and, out of all the demons and supernatural beings he sold his soul to, the only thing left standing is a sentient plate of half-burned, green-glowing, crusty lasagna.
He should’ve asked for a raise.
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zippocreed501 · 10 months
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FROM THE B-MOVIE BADLANDS...
...images from the lost continent of cult films, b-movies and celluloid dreamscapes
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Paranormal and Occult Detective Investigator films
The rate is two-fifty a day, plus expenses or one untainted soul. Financial terms are available...
The Devil Rides Out (1968) Lord Of Illusion (1995) Hellboy (2004) Constantine (2005) Dylan Dog: Dead of Night (2010) Odd Thomas (2013)
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