#william lancer

[spookberry]

Phandom rightfully sees the potential in Lancer as a character and tends to make him an adult Danny could actually turn to and trust despite his initial obliviousness/apathy towards the strife amongst his students.

However canonically that guy is like all over the place

[crunchyplastic]

Another year Another invisobang! This year I had the honor of working on @tourettesdog 's fic Unlikely Visitor as an artist.

Also for the first time I got to share the event with a second artist!! @koneko-ryba and their amazing art can be found here!!

Go check it out!!!

[kaylatoonz]

One for all more like haunted for all of eternity 👻♥️💙💜🖤💛💚🩷🤍🧡

(Ultimate enemy AU) Danny fails to save his friends and family in time after defeating Dan. clockwork isn’t able to give Danny a second chance to set things right like in canon.

(Haunt one for all AU) izuku is haunt by the past vestiges (if you read or listen to crack mha fic/podfic you know😭)

Plot

One moment Danny was blinded by the flash of the explosion going off, next he’s in the middle of a city full of heroes and villains.To make matters more complicated for some reason all the victims of the nasty burger incident including Dan are living rent free in Danny’s mind now. Oh did I also mention they are his quirks now.

-Danny’s ghost power are inactive due to trauma (or he swears to never use them again due to trauma)

-Danny is taken in by eraserhead (and president Mic)

-All of Danny’s quirks he inherited in this world are based off what family and friend wants for Danny

-Jack quirk brute force - enhances one strength for a limited time downside that it burns a lot of calories when in use. ( Jack wants Danny to eat better and take care of himself so he can be strong And healthy).

-Maddie quirk perfect shot- allows user to zero in on weak points and never miss (maddie wants to make sure Danny has skillsets to defend himself from a distance).

-Jazz quirk mind link- grant ability to read minds and communicate telepathically. Can link up to five(excluding the one who created the link) people any more will cause strains, headaches, and possible nosebleeds for the user) (just wanted him to understand others and have a safe way to communicate)

-Tucker quirk techno geek- Can download info like a hard drive and transfer it via physical contact (wants danny to still have some technology on his side since he’s gone)

-this quirk compliments, his ghostly tech possession ability by allowing him to have information to work with

-Danny may be able to jump into a computer and get info similar to a hacker Would, but danny is not a super tech genius who can make do with the information they may find

-Sam quirk combat analysis- can learn any fighting style just by viewing it once or twice (Sam wants Danny to kick butt and be able to defend himself against more experienced enemies)

-William lancer book worm- can summon characters, objects or tools by speaking the books name (lancer wants Danny to read more and make knowledge his greatest weapon)

-Dan quirk reaper- can separate a soul/consciousness from someone’s body temporarily or permanently (Dan wants Danny to murder or something close to it… yeah… he’s not doing that)

-In short Danny gets a knock off version the one for all vestiges or Danny and deku are both haunted… they bond over their inconvenience

Ships in this AU/crossover

Danny x kyoka

Izuku x ochaco

[shower-phantom-ideas]

Dannys class gets into a heated debate over how ghosts are formed and so Mr. William Lancer, wanting the class to get back on topic, decided to ask Danny Fenton. “Maybe Mr.Fenton could shed some light on this for us?” Of course the whole class turns to face him. He doesnt shrink from the attention anymore, far to tired. Before he can respond Dash blurts out a taunt “Fentianas parents hunt ghosts, what could he possibly know about making one!” A little chuckle of a laugh from Danny chills the whole class. “Oh i know plenty about how a ghosts is formed Dash. Its when someone dies but they still have a stronge emotional bond with the living world.” And in a softer voice he adds “that or theirs enough ectoplasm around.” His voice isnt taunting. Its empty but they can all almost feel how tired the words make him. And that last bit. How could he know. He sounds so sure of it. Not a hint of doubt. How does he know. That bit about the ectoplasm. Just how did the Fentons get the ghosts they studied. They are ghost hunters but not very good ones, that much was clear. Are they… are they making them?

No one dares to ask. What if their next. “Well there you have it class… Now back to the topic we had been previously discussing!” Mr. WILLIAM Lancer tries to forget what he just heard. He isnt paid nearly enough for that. He just wants to teach English. The students are also eager to forget the implications of Fentons words welcome the change in subject.

Its probably the most interactive and engaging he has ever had a class.

[talzane]

Edward Lancer is a nice name and all, but it should be William and I’ll explain why.

1. He’s an English teacher.

2. His last name is “Lancer,” which means a dude on a horse with a pointy spear that tries to stab people.

2a. That means the lance (aka spear) shakes, which means he’s a spear shaker or a shake spear.

3. William Shakespeare wrote a lot of plays that put some people to sleep because they’re overly wordy and very melodramatic. Mr. Lancer is overly wordy, melodramatic, and puts people to sleep when they listen to his carefully written lessons.

4. William Shakespeare was fond of wordplay and puns, so him renaming himself to Lancer wouldn’t be out of character.

5. Mr. Lancer is clearly an immortal werewolf--with that back hair it’s undebatable.

6. They’re both bald, have light colored eyes, have facial hair, and getting rid of the fringe of hair around Shakespeare’s head would have been a good progression.

7. They look the same

Conclusion:  Mr. Lancer should be named William because he’s William Shakespeare, and it’d be funny if he was mad that people didn’t like Shakespeare’s plays because he’s the guy that wrote them.

Also, imagine being Shakespeare, creator of 1700 English words, author of many famous plays and poems, reduced to teaching high school English in some random Indiana high school. (I hate it, but given how Phantom Planet zoomed out, it’s SE of Chicago and therefore in Indiana.) Thanks for coming to my TED talk.

[camels-pen]

What ever happened to Ellie Fenton?

Summary:

“If you didn’t want me to use your time junk to go and get the best pet in history, why would you leave it all laying around?” Ellie tutted as she floated over Clockwork’s shoulder. “So irresponsible of you, Clocky.”

Clockwork’s eye twitched.

based on @weedcathuman's prompt "Ellie is caught by Clockwork in an act against time itself and is forced into staying at his side, no longer able to try anything out of order unless a friend is nearby" and @catalystofthesoul's prompt "Peanut butter." and @pennerjones' prompt "Mr. Lancer doesn’t get paid enough for this." and @ave-aria's prompt "Lancer & Danny, reveal fic."

(sequel to buckles and bends, but never breaks (no mistakes) & 2nd fic in Time and Place series)

Ao3 Link

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“C’mere boy. C’mon, that’s a good boy.” Ellie waved the celery stick slathered in peanut butter closer to the portal. The dog whimpered and backtracked a few steps, her tail tucked between her legs. Ellie huffed and waved the stick faster. “Come on, you wanna come home with me, don’t you? Don’t you?”

The dog cautiously paced back and forth, clearly wanting the treat, but unwilling to come any closer. 

She barked, but Ellie quickly started to shush her by holding the snack out closer. “No. No barking. Just come on—” The dog quickly surged forward and snatched the celery from her hand before turning tail and running away as fast as possible. 

Ellie blinks in disbelief at her now empty hand. “Are you serious?! Bad dog! You don’t just take my food without becoming my friend—!”

“Danielle.”

Ellie jumped at the sudden voice before she whirled around and pointed an accusing finger at the sudden appearance of Clockwork. “You’re the reason my dog left! You better help me catch her or I’ll—!”

“Or you’ll sneak into my lair, steal one of my medallions, and travel back in time by six months to adopt a dog you saw once during a ghost attack and never forgot about?” They interrupted her, frowning. “Has Daniel taught you nothing of the consequences of messing with time?”

“Yeah he has, but who cares?!” Ellie threw her hands up in exasperation but Clockwork only frowned harder. “It’s just one dog! What’s the worst that could happen?”

Clockwork narrowed their eyes, but instead of replying they simply grabbed Ellie by the back of her jumpsuit and tossed her through a portal.

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“If you didn’t want me to use your time junk to go and get the best pet in history, why would you leave it all laying around?” Ellie tutted as she floated over Clockwork’s shoulder. “So irresponsible of you, Clocky.”

Clockwork’s eye twitched.

“I mean, you can see everything with your time mirrors, right? So you knew this was gonna happen! You let little old me get my hopes up just to have my dreams crushed bigtime when you came to drag me back to your lair, all without a dog of my own!” Ellie shook her head while subtly reaching for one of the time medallions on the shelf nearby. Without anything changing, she felt a slap on her hand and yelped. 

“Aw, no fair!” She rubbed the back of her hand with a pout. “You’re a pretty cruel grandpa, aren’t you?”

“Just because I can see everything does not mean that I can be everywhere at once.” They nudged Ellie away from their shoulder and towards a couch. A plate of freshly baked cookies and a coffee table appeared directly in front of it. “Besides, even if I could, it would only make more work for me if you don’t learn your lesson. I’d simply be eternally correcting your mistakes– something I’m not eager to repeat regardless of the limits of my powers.”

“Lessons shmessons,” she said, two cookies shoved in her mouth, her words nearly incomprehensible. “Nothing’s gonna happen if you just lemme get my dog.” 

Clockwork pinched the bridge of their nose. “Please try to eat with your mouth closed.” Ellie made a grunt of disagreement. Clockwork sighed, but continued. “Since you cannot be trusted to be left on your own and I need to provide my full attention to fix the mess you’ve caused, you are to be watched by one of Daniel’s babysitters in my stead.”

A portal suddenly appeared in the air between them, and through it an office chair dropped through it with a screaming Mr. Lancer clutching onto it tightly. “—tures in Wonderland! What is going on?!”

"Oh jeez, not this stick in the mud." Ellie groaned, rolling her eyes as the portal shimmered above him and flickered closed.

Mr. Lancer looked at her, wide eyed and still clutching his chair for dear life. “Phantom? Where am I? Why are you here?” He squinted at her. “… did you shrink?”

“No, and the name’s Poltergeist.” She crossed her arms and pouted up at him. “I know you were in the crowd when I yelled that.”

“Oh, you’re Phantom’s younger sister. The little spitfire.”

“I just told you I’m—” She paused. “Actually, I like Spitfire. I’m gonna use that now.” She turned to Clockwork. “Hey, gramps! Can you change everyone’s memories so it’s like I told them my name was Spitfire at the parade last year? Pleaaaase?”

Clockwork ignored her. “William, please make sure Danielle doesn’t try to destroy the timeline again.” Mr. Lancer sputtered and Clockwork sighed. “Just keep her from touching the mirrors or medallions please.” 

“Destroy the timeline?!”

“Yes. It’s unfortunately a rather common occurrence.” Mr. Lancer was speechless, his mouth opening and closing, but no sound coming out. Clockwork waved a hand dismissively, returning to face their mirrors. “I only need you to watch her for a few minutes while I focus my full attention on this.” A five minute timer appeared on the coffee table facing Mr. Lancer.

And with that, Clockwork fell silent.

Ellie, however, did not. “But dog!”

“Ms. Pol—” Ellie pinned Mr. Lancer with a glare. He cleared his throat. “Ms. Spitfire, could you not find a similar dog at a shelter?”

“No, it’s gotta be her!” Ellie pointed to a mirror displaying the dog snacking on her treat in a park. “She’s the one I want!”

“Well, she has a collar so she clearly already has a home.”

“Yeah, and clearly it’s not a very good one.” Ellie huffed. “What kinda owner would let their dog run free and not expect it to get taken by a way better, super cool owner?”

Mr. Lancer glanced at the timer and back at Ellie. “And what makes you a way better, super cool owner? How would you take care of this dog differently?”

Ellie excitedly launched into a long winded description of how she would take care of her desired pet; how she would pet her dog every hour on the hour, how she’d feed her half of all the best bits of crispy bacon she steals from Danny and Jazz’s plates, and how she would take her out for a walk every morning for as long as she desired. Ellie even pleasantly surprised Mr. Lancer when she pulled out a folded up speech to convince her parents—

“Wait, you have parents?”

“Well yeah, duh. I mean, at first I only had a real shitty one, but now I’ve got a pair of pretty good ones. They don’t let me do everything, but I’m working on convincing them to let me swear more.”

—which Mr. Lancer ended up checking for flow and structure. By the time Ellie finished going over her revised speech a few times, the timer went off with a chime.

Mr. Lancer blinked and stood, stretching out his aching back from where he was hunched over the table. “Was that really only five minutes? I know time flies when I’m grading literary work, but that had to take at least fifteen minutes.”

Clockwork tapped something on their mirror and the swiftly moving blur of black and white in the reflection changed to only reflect themself. They turned toward Mr. Lancer and Ellie. “It was closer to two hours, actually.”

Mr. Lancer jolted. “Two—?!”

“Thank you for your assistance, William.” They narrowed their eyes at Ellie. “And isn’t there someone you need to talk to, young lady?”

“No, not unless it’s you and I’m convincing you to let me get my dog.” Ellie crossed her arms, hoping her puppy dog eyes would break through their stubbornness.

Clockwork gestured to the shelf with their time medallions. “You do remember the effect of using one of those without my permission, don’t you?”

Ellie furrowed her eyebrows before they shot up in realization. Her expression turned guilty and she rubbed the back of her neck. “Right. I’ll, uh, do that.”

Clockwork waved a hand and another portal appeared beside them. Ellie slowly stood and stuck her face in the portal. 

Her eyes were immediately drawn to Danny, currently in human form and hugging Frostbite tightly, clear tear tracks on his face. As soon as he caught sight of her, the tears were replaced by a wide eyed stare. 

She waved sheepishly at him. “Hey Danny, uh… sorry to make you think I got ended?” Danny didn’t say a word, still looking at her in shock, more tears building up in his eyes. “Well, I got stuff to do so… love you byeeeee.”

Ellie pulled her head out of the portal and turned around quickly. “Okay Clocky, he knows I’m alive. Now close the portal before he—”

Ellie didn’t get a chance to finish speaking before Danny flew through the portal and tackled her to the ground, muffling his sobs against her shoulder. Between his sniffles she could hear him threatening to lock her in her room for eternity for pulling that shit. 

She patted his back, wincing at the sweat and dust clinging to his t-shirt. “Man, what happened to you?” she mumbled as she wiped the grime from her hands onto the ground.

Danny pulled away just enough to glare at her. “I Wailed when I felt—when I thought—”

“Mr. Fenton?!”

Ellie hissed. “Shit, I forgot about him.”

“Lancer?!” Danny’s eyes found Clockwork and he groaned. “Grandpa, why.”

“I needed a babysitter—” Clockwork pointedly ignored Ellie’s protests about being called a baby. “—and expanding your support network is always a good idea.” They paused. “Well, usually it’s a good idea. I believe there happened to be a timeline where you reached out to Walker and it led to the US president nearly being torn limb from limb from limb. Though his eyes didn’t survive the—”

“One and two half humans present!” Danny said, cutting them off with a noise of disgust while covering Ellie’s ears.

“I think I need to sit down,” Mr. Lancer muttered, putting a hand to his forehead and shakily sitting in his chair.

“Oh yes, I suppose your services are no longer needed.” Clockwork placed a tupperware of dozens of freshly baked cookies on Lancer’s lap and smiled at him. “Try to have a nice evening, William.” They opened a portal directly below his chair.

Mr. Lancer fell through with a final shout of “Moby DICK—!”

Ellie laughed. “Dang, now you gotta actually explain the whole halfa thing to him, don’t ya, bro? Wonder if he’s gonna faint in front of the janitor or something.” Danny didn’t answer. He only leaned down to hug her tightly, his arms shaking where they clutched at her. “Uh, Danny?”

“You’re grounded,” he muttered into her hair.

“What?! You can’t ground—!”

“Don’t care. You’re grounded. Jazz will back me up so it’d be two against one if you try to argue.”

“What kind of rigged bullshit—”

“Language,” Clockwork chided. Ellie glared at them.

“Ellie,” Danny’s quiet, trembling words cut her off and she bit the inside of her cheek. A wet spot seeped through her suit as Danny cried. “I thought I lost you.”

She slumped against Danny and replied just as softly, “I’m sorry.” She bunched her hands in the back of his shirt. “I didn’t mean to make you worry. I’m so sorry…”

Clockwork crossed their arms. “I did advise you against all of this, Danielle. Multiple times in fact.”

She turned slightly to glare at Clockwork over Danny’s shoulder. “And if you just gave me your dumb permission for the time necklace, we wouldn’t have had a problem in the first place!”

“That dog belonged to Agent Alpha of the Guys in White,” Clockwork replied sternly. “If I let you take her dog, we would’ve had a war on our hands and an eventual destruction of the timeline, the universe, and reality as we know it.”

Ellie felt Danny tense against her and she scrambled to defend herself. “But… but! There was a good chance it wouldn’t happen though!”

Clockwork gave her an unimpressed look. “A 0.00019% probability of success is not a ‘good chance’ and one precious little black pitbull with a cute smile is not worth that risk, Danielle.”

Ellie grumbled. “Fucking party pooper.”

[goliath-de-senfina-sango]

Hallway

Dannymay 12,021, Anthropocine Era, ao3

CW: bullying mention

If one were to ask William Lancer whether or not he regretted not being hard enough on bullies at the beginning of this particular school year, he’d say that there were few such bullies to be hard on. Miscreants seeking to validate themselves through physical violence upon their peers were punished swiftly enough with the school’s zero-tolerance policy, and while some cases certainly escaped him, he wasn’t perfect. Dashiell Baxter and Daniel Fenton’s rivalry was certainly skewed from an outside perspective, but William knew from enough visits to the office that the two were equally capable of retaliation over some petty squabble so old they couldn’t remember the beginning of it, but that was an outlier, not the rule.

Seeing the black and white, translucent ghost of Sidney Poindexter float on the auditorium stage, lecturing the students and staff alike about how he was bullied, rather clearly to death, William Lancer questioned if he could ever be harsh enough in punishing any bullying that might leave echoes of such pain in his halls that they built together an entire ghostly prison on the other side.

[walks-the-ages]

I know he's a fandom favorite side character, so hear me out:

Trans!Mr. Lancer