#>:D hehe hoho

[timethehobo]

“Immortality isn’t living. Immortality is everybody else dying.”

[bilolli]

Fool...?

Gitm au by venomous-qwille

[ask-the-invincible-crew]

It's the thought that counts... Merry Christmas from the crew leads!

[kits-ships]

i wanna lay on my f/os chest and go 'honk shoo honk shoo' smh...... where is he......

[lizziexmeow]

[ SVT UPDATE 🌟 TWITTER ] 250214 - 00:00 KST

[ SVT MEDIA 🌟 YOUTUBE ] 250214 - 00:00 KST

[ Hoshi Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:06 KST

> Happy birthday CARATs

I love you so much♥️

[ DK Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:07 KST

D: Happy birthday, CARATsෆ˃̶͈̑.˂̶͈̑ෆ🩷🩵

Please listen to the encircled wellෆ⸒⸒ Let's make today the happiest day in the world, CARATs(੭ ˃̶͈̀ ω ˂̶͈́)੭⁾⁾

ㄴI was confused because of the time difference ㅠㅠ so I erased it ㅋㅋㅋ

ㄴCongratulations sooooooo much, our CARATs🩷🩵

ㄴFor a moment, I thought it was 12 o'clock on the 13th, but then I quickly deleted it thinking I was the first one to greet you hehe

[ Mingyu Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:11 KST

> It's your birthday...February 14th

I almost missed it because I was tricked by the time difference heh

I love you, I'm always on CARATs side, happy birthdayy🖤

[ Vernon Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:16 KST

> Happy birthdayllll CARATs

[ Wonwoo Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:20 KST

> Happy birthday, CARATs.

May you always be filled with only happy things!🥰

Be especially happier today.

[ SVT UPDATE 🌟 TWITTER ] 250214 - 00:31 KST

[ Scoups Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:36 KST

> Happy birthday CARATs

I arrived safely, too! I hope that only happy things will happen in the future

I will always be by your side!❤️

[ Jun Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:42 KST

> CARATs~~~happy birthday!!!!Let's go together in the future as well!!!!!💎❤️✨

[ Dino Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 00:45 KST

> I sincerely wish CARATs a happy birthday!! hehe Today is CARATs day, so I hope you have an even happier day💖💙

[ Woozi Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 01:46 KST

> Time passes, seasons change, and the words we couldn't say to each other roll colorlessly around countless anniversaries, but when we look back, what remains deep in our hearts are words of gratitude and words of love

We cried and laughed in the circle, and all those days piled up like a drawing, becoming evidence of love that will continue endlessly, so may our hearts be protected forever and live peacefully in it

[ Joshua Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 12:14 KST

> Happy birthday, CARATs !!!! ❤️ Thank you for caring so much and loving us. I hope we are always happy and have days filled with laughter. I love you CARATs!! >.<

[ Seungkwan Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 15:46 KST

> Happy birthday, CARATs!

I've come to think of February 14th as CARAT's birthday rather than Valentine's Day. Every New Year's, I would make a resolution to myself to live a slightly healthier and better life, but it doesn't seem like that's really happening. I still meet CARATs on tour, work on songs occasionally while working on my schedule, go running, play badminton, and sometimes have a drink, and I spend my days laughing a lot. I try to live each day calmly, not putting too much meaning into things that are stressful, but there are many times when that doesn't work out. There must be CARATs like me, right?

My birthday has passed, and a few days ago it was Chanie's birthday. Today is CARAT's birthday. I'm happy these days because I'm able to receive greetings from many people and greet them too.

I really hope CARATs are happy today

Please listen to encircled a lot!

Thank you always, CARATs 😍 kwanranghae

[ THE8 Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 17:23 KST

> Happy birthday💎

I want you to be the person you love, free and shining🥰

Happy birthday💎

May you be the person you like, free and shining🥰

[ Mingyu Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 20:13 KST

> How can your birthday be on Valentine's Day?

Our dear and sweet CARATs

Are you having a good day? It may be just a passing day, and it may be a day that passes by without anyone noticing, but since we know each other, I hope you enjoy it

❤️

[ DK Posted 🌟 Weverse ]

250214 - 20:24 KST

> Happy birthday again CARATs୧⃛(๑⃙⃘◡̈๑⃙⃘)୨⃛

Today's birthday cake is really delicious, I'm going to eat milk whipped cream cakeෆ

Our CARATs are now 9 years old, right? Now there aren't years till you're double digits, right~hoho(⸝⸝⸝°-̫° ⸝⸝⸝) I sincerely thank you for spending our youth together under the name of CARAT for 9 years″̮

Because of you guys, I think the 13 of us were able to do anything.The reason I still make music and sing is because of CARATs.Thank you for always giving us so much momentum. And when I look into the eyes of the CARATs who truly cherish and love me, I feel really sorry..There are many times when I think I should do better! I think I'm a very lacking person~Sometimes I really feel like CARATs think of me more than themselves, and I feel like they can love me like this, and let me feel so much loveෆ⸒⸒

I am so grateful and want to repay that gratitude.

The reason I become a singer is because of you, CARATsෆ⸒⸒ I want to give a proper response to that love, so I never take the love that CARATs give me lightly.

So I will continue to work hard and be by your side as a better singer″̮ Because I always want to be someone that CARATs can be proud of!

And I am the most proud and loving of our fans in the worldෆ⸒⸒ Even as time goes by, this feeling will never change, so let's continue to trust each other and be together″̮ Please take care of us 10 years, 100 years, 1000 years from now on, CARATs 🩷🩵 Thank you so much for being our precious fans and for being with us under the name of CARAT, I sincerely wish you a happy birthday୧⃛(๑⃙⃘◡̈๑⃙⃘)୨⃛ Doahae¨̮

[baby-xemnas]

hehehehehe teened agers lawbepo..

weheheheh they shared a room... i know its POSSIBLE that penshachi slept there too but there was no mention of them in the nightmare scene so i choose to think they had their own

:))))))))))))))

what are you gonna kiss for the first time in YOUR room

i kinda love there was zero garchu mention implying bepo was super solid on respecting human boundaries..meaning law would be the one to get in his personal space

eehheheee ohhhh law would probably want to pet bepo super badly...imagine seeing someone so fluffy EVERY DAY and not touching him??? crazy he is gonna go crazy

imagining that penguin and shachi broke that boundary first cuz they are so boys will be boys so they ruffle bepos head and he picks them up (in a bear hug hehe hoho) when hes (light heartedly ofc) irritated by them

law being a weird nerd would take weeks to prepare for it mentally steeling himself to then put a hand on bepo's fur and let it linger there (bepo freezing up) making a lil scratchy motion and bepo would make a small noise

law taking his hand away: ah. sorry. your fur is very nice

bepo in a weak and whiny voice despite himself but he wants law's hand back on him immediately. he's dying: t-thanks

law is gonna spend several more days mulling over how much he enjoyed seeing bepo's cute reaction

TOTALLY NORMAL TO FIND YOUR HOMIE CUTE RIGHT. RIGHT????? HE HAS AN APPEARANCE OF A POLAR BEAR BEARS ARE CUTE /imagines a bear and feels nothing/ No. ITS NORMAL. HES BEING NORMAL ABOUT HIS BEST FRIEND.

i said earlier that i like that garchuing wasnt mentioned but imagining now bepo starting the conversation because uh...you know in my culture..ah sorry nevermind its nothing

law: go on (SPILL IT OUT NOW I HAVE TO KNOW WHAT GOT YOU SO NERVOUS IT SOUNDED VERY IMPORTANT)

bepo explaining what garchu is - its very embarassing to ask this of law san! but law san being so important to him is WHY he wants to ask for it so badly....but he is being so demanding! bepo voice: nvm sorry i will go kms.

law surprising himself how natural the answer that it'd be fine came out. he opens his arms and bepo's reaction is so worth it. he looks overwhelmed with happiness as he embraces law (mindful of his weight not to crush him hes still trying to hold back. he would want to leap at him!!! he is so happy!! law san is so special!!!

law hugging him back, processing how he feels about it (its great but he is so not used to it. last person that hugged him was his mother so many years ago he almost forgot what it feels like. this is SO NOT LIKE HIS MOTHER THOUGH. law feeling that comparison is very inappropriate and dirty. WHY IS HE FEELING THAT?? maybe because bepo's whispers of his name as he nuzzles his shoulder is...something. something very different.

some time later at night law asking if bepo is asleep and hes groggy but says no...is garchu something you do with your family or- bepo: family and friends yes! law san to me is different law san is very special! law: huh... bepo: what do humans do with people special to them? law (LIE 100% SUCCESS): i dont..really know...but we hug its similar to garchu bepo: OH NICE :D GOODNIGHT LAW SAN law: goodnight /wide awake now thinking about if he wants to kiss bepo or not. yes he does/

[ohno-the-sun]

Sooo... here are my theories for your luca au... or what I theories about to happen :3

(Rather more question)

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I am really interested what Moon thinks about his mother. Ofc it could be not his mother(with Moon's logic), but what if she was? And now he doesn't even have a chance to get to know her. But Sun had her all the time... I hope this will be not a conflict between the boys~ 👀👀

And also I am so interested how this all mer-things work. Like what abilities Sun have? Can he also sing lullabies? Or his song has other effects? Do their song has the same effect on land if they want?

And what is with the hatching? I am a little bit surprised Moon is not asking more about Sun, and Sun is not asking more about how this could have happened, and why "broke the curse" specifically after his mother died. Is her mother really a human? Or another powerful siren, who somehow found a loophole to live in land? Is this common? Why did they split Sun and Moon?... there is still so much mystery around this topic.

Monty and Moon is kinda cute, but ohohohoo~ I am waiting for the scene, where Sun and Moon somehow both meet up with Bright. And I assume it will be somehow that Bright will see one of their mer-form. And freak out. Then so so so much distrust. That slowly could be build back up🥺

Because at one point they have to tell Bright that they go for a trip alone... or Bright will find about it themself.

And also the townsfolk. I mean... Sun and Moon's apperance as humans are not so...inconspicuous... so I am curious what the towsfolk think about the twins. And if there are more mers around, or just them.

And also Fazco! What do they already know about mers? How loyal Monty is? How much do he know? Is he really so stupid to not connect the dots about Moon (sry for the wording)😅 or just play along and wait for Moon to tell him himself that he is the mer. ... I mean... Moon literally showed up exactly after the mer "attack". And not like he showed up every day... it was unusual why then... so Monty really not see the connection, or think it was suspicious, that not only then showed up, but also told him to stop hunting for mers?

...if he really knows Moon as close as I think... he never wondered why Moon has those scars... and always after he hunted for the mer, Moon got a new scar?

AAAAA!!! I am so excited about where this go >:D ♡♡♡♡ either way you choose, I wanna see where this goes♡

Ooo hohohoh I love these thoughts

For the first question, wait and see ;)

Second question has been a little bit answered already in the fic

Third is a big part of the mystery so wait and see!

Hehe hoho wonder what Bright will do

The twins certainly are an oddity!

I will say about them not figuring it out, a lot of the characters (sans Moon) are a little dense. Bright notices things but puts the pieces together in the wrong way, Monty has a very strong division between the people he likes and the people (or things) he hates. Monty especially doesn't like to think that his friends could lie to him, even if signs point to the contrary

[twilightmalachite]

Sora Harukawa - Your Color

Author: Akira

Characters: Sora, Yuuta

Translator: Mika Enstars

"Hey, Harukawa-kun. So my color is the same as Aniki’s?"

[Read on my blog for the best viewing experience with Oi~ssu ♪]

Season: Spring

Location:Garden Terrace

Yuuta: ……

Sora: Hina-cha~n? What’s up? Hina-chan’s color looks glum~!

HaHa~, Sora is full of energy! ♪

Yuuta: Oh… Umm, Harukawa-kun. W-What are you here for?

Sora: Sora’s here for nutritional intake! Since it's a dining hall! HiHi~, isn’t Hina-chan here for the same?

Yuuta: Errmm… By “Hina-chan”, I assume you mean my Aniki?

Since the other day, Aniki bragged about making a friend with a kid from my class.

Sora: HuHu~♪ Correct, Sora and Hina-chan have become BFFs!

Yuuta: BFFs, huh… You have a peculiar way of speaking, just like all the other kids in our class.

But, Harukawa-kun, I’m not “Hina-chan”.

Sora: Hm~? But, the color is the same! This is hard~.

Sorry, did Sora mistake for the wrong person?

Sora: Sora’s not good with complicated things! Can it be explained in an easy to understand way, like Shisho~ does?

Yuuta: No, I can’t blame you for not being able to tell us apart. We’re twins.

Sora: Twins? Like a twin-humped camel?

They have a lot of water stored in the humps~, Senpai taught Sora a lot of useless trivia like that! ♪

Sora: Thanks to Shisho~ and Senpai, Sora doesn’t feel suffocated even at ground level! HeHe~♪

Yuuta: Umm, this is barely a conversation…

Anyways, did you have something to do with Aniki, Harukawa-kun? I can pass on a message to him if you need, I see him a lot since we’re brothers and all.

Sora: Brothers? So twins are siblings? Sora learned something new again!

Thanks! Sora is grateful to be taught something by…! Umm…?

Yuuta: Ahh, I’m Yuuta. We’re in the same class, so you should try to remember my name.

Sora: Yes! Once Sora learns, he never forgets! ♪

Yuuta: Alright, let’s get along, then. Would you like to join me for lunch?

Sora: HoHo~♪ Let’s do that, sharing a table with another makes it all the happier~! ♪

Yuuta: You’re right. Here, sit down then. Have you bought your food ticket yet?

Sora: Nope! But, Sora has plenty of food tickets from before when the food vending machine malfunctioned! So he can eat as much as he wants, for free everyday!

Yuuta: No, you should pay for your food. I feel like you’re missing a lot of common sense here and there…

Sora: Sora’s told that often! Sora doesn’t have money with him right now, so he’ll pay for all of it later, okay?

Money has a murky color, so he’s not really good with it~! ♪

Yuuta: Color…? Oh right, don’t you discern things like sound and smell as colors, Harukawa-kun?

I think I remember Aniki mentioning something like that. What’s that like for you?

Sora: Hmm~? Sora’s asked that a lot, but he doesn’t know how to explain~. Sora doesn’t know how everyone else sees the world either.

Yuuta: Ohh… That makes sense, I understand.

I’m also asked things like “what’s it like to have a twin?” and “what’s it like to have someone with the same face as you?” all the time, but I never know how to answer.

Sora: Is that so~? But, explaining the unexplainable is possible through song~! And so Sora sings, HaHiHuHeHo~…♪

Yuuta: D-Don’t go doing anything too outlandish…

Hmm… Given you seem to do whatever you want with no consideration to anyone around you, I can see why you and Aniki get along so well.

Sora: Is that so? Hina-chan is always considerate to his surroundings, though~. He has that color!

Yuuta: Yeah, no, I can’t understand explanations through color.

Umm… Harukawa-kun, don’t worry about ordering yourself food. Actually, could you help me finish this instead?

Sora: This one? Or that one?

Yuuta: This one, this one. I’m a big eater, so I’m always eating a lot, y’know, but…

Then the lunch man gave me a dessert as a thank you for always enjoying their food.

I got some leftover cake as a freebie, I guess.

I’m really not good with sweets, though… But it was given to me so kindly, so I don’t want it to go uneaten.

I’ve been doing my best fighting at it, but… I don’t think I can finish it. So if you can help me out with that, that’d be great.

Are you alright with sweet things, Harukawa-kun?

Sora: Yes! Sweets are the color of happiness! ♪

Yuuta: Gotcha. Then here, eat up! ♪

Sora: Thanks for the food! Sora says that before he eats! Chomp chomp ♪

Yuuta: Ahaha, I feel like I’m feeding a small animal… You really do do well with sweets, huh, Harukawa-kun~.

Then I’m sure you’ll get along just fine with Aniki. That guy has a sweet tooth.

Sora: Hm~? Then why is it that Hina-chan’s always giving Sora his sweets?

His color didn’t really seem like he “liked” them~? That’s why Sora thought he was unloading them onto Sora. This is complicated~. Chomp chomp ♪

Yuuta: …Is that so. Seems I was right.

Hey, Harukawa-kun. So my color is the same as Aniki’s?

Sora: It’s the same! That’s why Sora saw wrong earlier! Sorry! ♪

If he looks closely, it’s painted a bit differently, though~? Yours is watercolor, and Hina-chan’s is oil paint!

The end result is of the same color, but the process is different~! Does the explanation make sense?

Yuuta: Not really. But if we still have the same color, then… I have mixed feelings about it, but it’s kind of a relief.

Sora: ? Sounds complicated…

Yuuta: You’re right, it is complicated. That’s how family issues are.

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[oddogoblino]

Pssssss

Wanna know Arty's secret of endless(or at least majority of lol) gif responses? Open emoji section of keyboard, tap search (if you wanna press "gif" word beforehand) and go wild searching endless pit :D

*scattering away to get popcorn. Menacingly*Hehe hoho

Sighs sadly as I looked up sad cat for that reblog and I was shown random sexualized furries

Idk how that happens but it's always a gamble if searching up the same prompt will have the same results it did before

[katzuchan]

hehe hoho :D happy new year y'all !! (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

[phantomdecibel]

hehe hoho >:D

[little-paper-man]

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YEAH! JUST GOT EDITING TO DO! Should have chapter 15 of TMBM done by either tonight or tomorrow! :D

I’m so happy :D for many reasons too!

1.) It’s the quickest I’ve written a chapter in a LONG time - just shy of month

2.) it’s also holds the record of longest chapter I’ve ever written at 7400-ish words

3.) got to some of the juicy bits that’s been stuck FOREVER in my head and it’s just hehe hoho X3

[nevershootamockingbird]

[ Begin ID: A screenshot of tags that read "#hehe hoho but also real about the vitamin d #(d for dick am i right?)" / End ID ]

STOP! before you decide you are irretrievably doomed, try one of the following options:

transition

bdsm

iron supplements

[dearestmichael]

mikelll aku bikin vt tentang kamu hehe :D

hoho aku inget kamu risih banget kalo aku publish tentang kamu walaupun aku udah sensor akun kamu karna menghargai privasimu tapi izinkan aku buat bertindak kurang sopan ya.. aku kangen banget sama kamu jadi aku bikin vt itu buat nostalgia masa masa kita dulu walaupun banyak pahitnya, tapi aku bersyukur..

[soir-rouges-esprit]

xx1.d: The Jester, as he laid flat unconscious on the brick path still located deep within The Sewer ... She had jet-black hair tied up in a ponytail. Ashen skin. A piercing through the tip of her nose just above her nostrils, with a small little chain wrapping over her nose connecting each side. And glowing brown hazel eyes with a light splash of green rounding her outer pupils as to outline the dangers of looking past the event horizon into the black hole darkness that was the pupils themselves. Soul stealers they were. You could see straight into her soul and deeper intentions immediately, especially with the shadow of her worried expression … she was … an Apparition … I think here to haunt me again, to remind me … that I needed to live some more … to suffer some more … because I’ve yet to meet the person I was supposed to all along, and make their path easier … to make life better. I wake fully and she says “Are you ok? Can you hear and understand me clearly?” Yes … I feel ok and can hear you perfectly. “Thank god *phew* I honestly thought you were gonna die in front of me, and that scared the shit out of me!” sorry … I have a tendency to get myself injured, and have an extreme lack of self-preservation that infrequently kicks in, most times only in my final moments. “Oh god … you know what you are?” what? “An idiot!” A laugh was forced out of me … because in truth, it was a hilarious thing to say to someone who just nearly died … and because, it was the holy truth that was held oh so self-evidently. I replied. Yeah … that’s fair to say about me regardless of my position in life past or present. "I'd assume the future too?" Probably yeah. I’m kind of a problem just so you know, generally a disaster. As I rested my head on her lap looking up at her. “What do you mean?” she giggled. I just kind of bring that bad mojo to people around me … I think if a god exists, he’s been trying to kill me for years and just fucking it up everytime because he's just bad at it or something, and that somehow gets the people surrounding me hit with stray lightning bolts of doom … the damn big loser. Me one billion wins … God … fuckin negative points! “You seem lost, and like you know more than you’re supposed to all at the same time” exactly! … you get it. What'd you do to my friend over there? "Kicked him in the head" Woah! Really? That's fuckin dope. "Haha yeah … DOPE" … you makin fun of me? "Me!? … no I'd never … ever … again" HA ok we'll see about that. "Hehe, are we meeting again?" Well yeah of course … I'm a magnet for problems. "HOHO Woah OK! Haha … well nice to meet you, faulty lightning rod. I'm Lily." I laid there in shock and said … Lily huh? I knew someone named Lily once … she was special. "Well … I like to think I'm special … I mean … look at me!" She said while pushing her hair over her shoulder with her hand in a glamorous style while showing she was totally full of herself. I see that ha, and I love that … [To Be Continued]

[star-scroll]

Raven Locks and Raven Wings

This was basically an excuse for me to write trio bonding +wings heh

I tried to make the title a BTS reference. Can you tell?

WC: 3,294

FFnet

Ao3

Summary:

Halfas are adaptable, and easily influenced by their companions. Danny has gotten a lot of features from his ghostly allies -horns, a tail, fangs- but by far the most drastic has been a set of wings. And they didn't exactly come with an instruction manual.

Of all these side effects of becoming a halfa, one thing Danny hadn’t expected was wings. Huge, feathery, cumbersome wings.

Wings were the latest development in a long string of oddities. It started with fangs, then a pair of icy horns sprouting out of the top of his head. After that came a change in the way his hair acted, burning like a cold flame and not entirely corporal. Then shimmering white scales along his back, paired with a reptilian tail. He seemed to gain a new limb or accessory for each ally he made. He wasn’t entirely sure who the fangs came from -there were multiple possibilities in that category (his least favorite of which being Vlad)- but the horns were from Frostbite, hair from Ember, and the tail from Dorathea in all her dragon-ness.

Frostbite explained it as halfas simply being more “adaptable” than normal ghosts, which Danny thought was fitting enough. It was a better option than a thorough examination of his inner psyche. Not that Jazz hadn’t tried to do that anyway after he returned home from that particular visit to the Far Frozen.

But who did he know with bird wings? His feathers matched the pattern and color of either a raven or crow; all black, but with an iridescent shimmer. From a quick google search he thought they looked more like a raven’s, but he couldn’t be entirely certain. These new protrusions were quite large, with a wingspan of 13 feet. This was of course according to Sam, who currently held a tape measure. Tucker held up the other end.

Danny’s parents were out shopping, so they used the open space of the lab to check out his new limbs in a way he hadn’t been able to in the bathroom where he originally discovered them. He’d run away from breakfast at his ghost sense and used the downstairs bathroom as a place to hide. Imagine his surprise when he transformed and suddenly the small half-bath was filled with feathers. By the time he got back from the fight, his parents had gone out for the day. He called Sam and Tuck first thing, and they rushed over.

“Dang, who’d you nab these from?” Tucker asked as Sam showed him the measurement. Danny folded his wings in so that they were tucked flat to his body. He turned around carefully to face his friends, careful not to knock anything over. He already needed a new lamp, dammit.

“That’s the million dollar question.” Danny sighed and reverted to human form. He was lucky that his various ghostly limbs didn’t cross over, or that would be a disaster. Though his canines did feel suspiciously sharp.

“I just hope they don’t get in the way too much when I’m fighting," Danny sighed.

The trio moved on quickly. Danny's wings became just another addition to their already crazy lives.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“I’m gonna murder Skulker.” Danny huffed. The mech had ruffled his feathers, quite literally. Danny collapsed on Sam’s couch, wings taking up the entire thing. Skulker was an idiot. An idiot with a second-death wish, to be exact. It would seem that he’d teamed up with Plasmius again, because no way could he have done this without the other idiot’s help.

The Jaeger-wanna-be had blasted Danny with some weapon or another, which he thought was a dud until after he sucked Skulky into the thermos. Then he’d found that he was unable to revert to human form or use any of his powers. Zilch, zero, zip. None of them, not even his ghost sense wanted to work. He still glowed like a damn flashlight, of course. Never before had Danny gotten a stronger urge to chuck the Fenton Thermos into a lake.

“Move it birdbrain, this is the best seat in the house.” Sam almost sat on his wing, and would have if he hadn’t moved it at the last moment.

“Well excuse me, princess.” Danny huffed. He draped one wing across his chest, noting quite disgustedly that feathers were greasy and not laying right. But he was tired, and that could be dealt with tomorrow.

“I thought we agreed to no bird puns for the night?” Danny shot Sam a look through a gap in his primary feathers.

“But bird puns are always a hoot!” Tucker interjected from the popcorn machine. Danny laughed and Sam just groaned.

“Okay, no bird puns starting now. Where’s that popcorn, Tuck?” Sam looked over the back of the couch.

“Hold your horses!”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Ok I can’t stand it anymore.” Tucker exclaimed suddenly in the middle of the movie. He set a hand on Danny’s shoulder.

“Buddy, you smell like you were dragged through a landfill and sprayed in sweat. You gotta do something about your wings.”

“I don’t smell anything.” Danny replied, sinking into the couch and all-too-aware of his wings pressed into the cushions. Sam paused the movie.

“Well I promise, it’s not pleasant.” Tucker commented. Danny just sank sheepishly further into the couch.

“Do you need help with cleaning them?” Sam offered lightly.

“Nah, I’ll just try to deal with them when I get home.” Danny reached forward to grab the remote but was stopped by Tucker grabbing his arm.

“No way, you’re getting a bird bath. Sam, do you have a tub big enough for this oversized avian?” Tucker asked. Sam was already standing up, brushing the popcorn off her skirt.

“I certainly do.” She grabbed Danny’s other arm and hauled him up off the couch with Tucker’s help. Danny let himself fall forward like dead weight. Water and feathers did not sound like a fun combination, and he didn’t want to find out if his gut was right or not.

“Stop being so stubborn! We’ll be careful. This needs to be done, Danny.” Sam dropped his arm and he acted, quickly smacking away Tucker’s hand and cocooning himself inside his wings. They were right, the aroma wasn’t entirely pleasant, but neither was the thought of washing his wings. He hadn’t done anything more than phase off the dirt yet and had been pushing a real washing off for as long as he could.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It took a lot of coaxing, but eventually, Sam and Tucker managed to stealthily drag Danny upstairs and into one of the many bathrooms. It was a miracle they weren't spotted, but it being almost 11 at night likely helped their cause.

They got into the bathroom and Sam locked the door behind them. Danny plopped down on the floor, struggling to get his suit top off without intangibility. Tucker sat on the countertop and started looking up how to clean birds on the internet. Sam turned on the faucet and warm water poured into the tub. She was careful not to make it too hot.

“Ugh,” Tucker sighed, mid-search.

“Half of these sites are just saying ‘put the bird in water and let it do the rest.’” Tucker sat on the counter, leaning against the mirror.

“I don’t think I have the same instincts as real birds. And these things didn’t exactly come with an instruction manual." Danny got up from his seat on the floor and started looking through the drawers.

“Scissors are on the far right, middle drawer.” Sam interjected.

“You know me so well,” Danny grinned, finally finding the sharp object. Which Tucker immediately grabbed out of his hands.

“Let me do it, you’re gonna end up cutting yourself or at the very least slicing off a feather.” Danny grumbled but turned around when Tucker motioned him to.

“It’s a good thing my suit fixes itself.” Danny mused, earning a hum from Tucker. Danny’s back was a myriad of pale skin, white scales, black feathers, and scars. It was mostly lichtenberg figures, though the remnants of a slice or two could also be seen. The feathers extended past just Danny’s wings, coming all the way up to his shoulders and tufting upwards. What had been underneath the suit was almost dirtier than what was outside of it. The feathers were slick with sweat and pressed into Danny's back.

“Don’t you ever shower?” Tucker asked, half-horrified. It wasn’t from a place of ridicule, just concern.

“Not really in ghost form, I guess. It’s hard for a ghost to get a shower in a house where the walls are literally armed.” Danny responded saltily. Tucker cut carefully through the thick fabric, dulling the scissors. He also had to cut a line through the shirt underneath, a negative black-and-blue counterpart to Danny’s numerous white and red ovaled t-shirts.

“That’s gotta change then. Use this bathroom whenever you need it, just check for anyone inside first. I doubt anyone will come all the way up here, but better safe than sorry.” Sam offered. She tested the water once more and sat back to let the tub fill.

“What if somebody walks by and hears the water running?” Asked Danny. Tucker finally finishes the "alterations" to the back of Danny’s suit, allowing the halfa to pull the fabric forward and tie it around his waist with the arms. His gloves were abandoned on the countertop, and his boots were still down in the theater room.

“Go invisible, and I’ll come up with some excuse. Probably blame it on a ghost. Boxy seems like the best candidate for that, maybe Klemper.”

“Thank-you, Sam.” Danny truly was grateful. The question had crossed his mind before, but he never had the courage to voice it.

“My bathtub isn’t nearly as big, but the offer stands for my house as well. We’ve got a guest bedroom with an attached bath that rarely gets used.”

“You guys are awesome.” Danny grinned. He felt a bit pathetic and sad that he had to rely on his friends for such a simple thing, but he shoved that thought right back out of the door it’d come through.

“We won’t be so awesome in a few minutes. Now get over here.” Sam commanded, and Danny noticed that the tub was now about half-full. A bolt of fear went through him, imagining his wings drenched in water. They were heavy enough as it was. Danny unconsciously squeezed the offending feathery beasts tighter against his back, to keep them from being pulled away from his body. He backpedaled a bit, distancing himself from the tub.

“There’s gotta be a different way we can do this, right?” He asked uneasily.

“Just come here Danny. We’ll figure it out.” Sam coaxed. But Tucker was not nearly as kind, and got behind Danny to physically push him towards the small body of water. The tub was a clean white, and set into the floor. It had white lights underneath the surface and Danny spotted deactivated water jets. It was like a mini hot tub.

Danny sighed in defeat and gingerly lowered himself into the water, facing the wall and the giant wall-length mirror in front of him. The tub was only maybe a third of the way full, and came up to Danny’s waist. He held his wings above the surface of the water, testing out the warmth. It was cooler than he normally liked, but in this form his “normal” would probably be intensely uncomfortable. There were downsides to having an ice core. Plus, he wasn’t sure how sensitive his wings would be to the water temperature.

The halfa watched the reflection as Sam and Tucker pried off their shoes and socks then Tucker rolled up his pants. They sat on the rim of the tub behind Danny, feet just barely in the water. The halfa had to admit, this was a very good setup for such a thing.

“The websites mostly said not to use soap, but if it’s too bad we can. I tried to specifically find info on crows and ravens, but they aren’t exactly conventional pets.”

“I feel like that’s a not-so-subtle jab of some sort.” Danny said with a raised brow. Tucker met his gaze in the mirror.

“What, me? No way.”

“Disregarding that obvious lie, what kinda soap do we wanna use? I'm pretty sure it's gonna be necessary. I’ve got some two-in-one shampoo and conditioner that might be good.”

“Most of these say to use dish soap, but that’s mostly so it doesn’t hurt birds’ eyes or whatever. I say we try your stuff and see what happens.”

“I gotta say, this is one experiment I never imagined.” Danny’s back already ached from keeping his wings up for so long. Tucker must’ve noticed the shaking.

“Why don’t you rest them against the sides of the tub? We’ll just stand so we can reach them better.” Danny did just that, immediately relieved.

“Thanks.” And with that, Sam and Tuck got to work. Tucker on Danny’s right wing and Sam on the left. Each armed with a cup and bottle of 2-in-1 shampoo-conditioner, a great contrast from the ectoguns they regularly brandished.

Sam started at his largest feathers, the primaries, working the soap into each feather and quickly creating a sudsy mess. She smoothed out various feathers that Danny hadn’t even realized were out of place until the prickly feeling of a displaced feather was relieved.

Tucker began at the top of his wing, near his back. He ruffled up the plumage in order to get the soap in, which was surprisingly easy with the smaller, softer feathers. As Tucker worked his way out he stuck his hand between the layers instead of moving them out of the way, and Danny wasn’t sure whether it was nice or bordering on painful. After a few rows, Tucker switched to Sam’s earlier method, going through primary by primary.

Danny was left in a state of pure bliss. It was like the sensation of someone playing with his hair but multiplied by, like, seven. He was distinctly aware of each feather, which was surprisingly a good thing.

Danny forgot that the mirror in front of him worked both ways, and while focusing on the sensations he missed the smiles passed between his two best friends in the entire world.

“Having fun?” Sam asked. Danny hummed non-committaly as Tucker reached a twisted feather and moved it back into place. Unconsciously the halfa’s draconic tail swished back and forth in the water, making small ripples and almost taking out Sam’s ankle if she hadn’t moved out of the way.

Danny was on the verge of sleep, held upright only by his wings. Then things went wrong.

A cut-off yelp escaped Danny as his tail was stepped on. His wings flared, spewing soap and water all over the walls. Not to mention the disaster that now was the mirror. His powers had also apparently come back to him at some point during the bath, as he was now waist-deep in an oversized ice cube. Luckily neither Sam nor Tucker were caught in the sudden popsicle that was the bathtub.

His feathers were now all fluffed up like a cat, effectively undoing much of the work that had been done. Danny felt goosebumps raise up on his skin in a wave, which oddly included his wings. Now that was weird.

Danny phased out of the ice (leaving quite the neat-looking hole from where his body had been) and regarded it, as well as the horrid state of the bathroom.

“Got a hairdryer?” Danny chuckled sheepishly.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Danny soared through the Ghost Zone towards Clockwork's lair. He relished in the lightness of his wings now that they were free from gunk, glad that his feathers were no longer sticking together and moved smoothly over each other with every hearty flap. It was almost freeing, and worrying. He hadn’t realized just how badly he’d been neglecting them.

Danny wanted to ask Clockwork about his wings and who they might be from. He didn’t expect a clear answer, but any clue would be a good one. Maybe he could also get some tips from the omniscient on how to take care of them better, since just phasing the dirt off didn’t do the trick.

Briefly switching from wing flight to ghost flight, Danny landed right outside of CW’s lair. It was a massive purple clocktower that contained various other spires rising into the sky. Or at least what counted for a sky in the Infinite Realms. The Clocktower looked almost small on the outside, but as far as Danny knew it was infinite on the inside.

“Clockyyyyy!” Danny called as he stepped inside. The doors opened right up for him, so there was no way CW wasn’t already aware of his presence. It was actually Danny’s first time visiting since his wings had popped up two months ago. Ghost attacks had picked up, and with Vlad making yet another cloning attempt he’d been otherwise preoccupied.

“To what do I owe this visit, Daniel?” Clockwork asked, materializing from both nowhere and everywhere all at once. He was very paradoxical like that. He was in child form, practically draping himself over still his full-size staff.

“I don’t expect a straight answer, but I was wondering if you might know who I got these babies from.” Danny presented his wings in all of their beastly beauty, proud of just how clean they were and how the feathers shimmered in the light. They dwarfed his body, spread out to his full wingspan. A look of surprise glanced across CW’s features, something that was new to Danny.

“Ah, that explains a lot.” Clockwork said to himself. As he thought, he shifted to adult form. His staff now fit comfortably to his proportions, and he leaned against it.

“I am unable to clearly see events that evolve myself, particularly ones ectoplasmic in nature, as the very energy is unpredictable and can cloud my vision.”

“M'kay?” Danny responded, barely absorbing the information. He folded his wings against his back and collapsed on a nearby couch, grabbing one of CW’s infamous brownies from the tray on the table.

“It would appear that you gained the wings from me.” Clockwork added, and Danny almost spit out his brownie.

“But you don’t-” Danny was proven wrong before he even got the sentence out, as Clockwork’s form shifted ever-so-slightly. It revealed a great pair of owl wings from underneath his cloak, pressed against his back. The feathers were mostly white but were dotted with black in places. It reminded Danny of Hedwig, the snowy owl from Harry Potter. Clockwork’s wings were more proportional to his body than Danny’s were, though at the same time they were much larger.

“It was most unlikely that you would develop a trait mirroring myself, although I suppose it is logical with how much time we’ve spent together.” Clockwork mused. Danny didn't even realized he'd moved until he had crossed half the distance between them. Danny reached out to touch it and Clockwork gave him a nod in permission.

“How do you keep them so clean?” Danny ran a hand lightly over Clockwork’s left wing, which he’d stuck out slightly more to the left as though bidding Danny feel it. The feathers were much softer than his own, and were a bright white that almost glowed. It matched Clockwork’s long white hair, which Danny had spotted on the occasion that the elder ghost removed his hood. It was rare, but it happened.

“Through manipulation of time, mostly. Technically my wings have never aged since the moment they existed.” Clockwork seemed a bit uncomfortable at the touch, even though he’d offered it. Danny backed up, retaking his place on the couch and stuffing his face with another brownie.

"That’s no help,” Danny sighed.

“But at least that's one mystery solved. Why do you have wings?" Danny questioned. A grin that almost bordered ‘creepy’ territory spread across Clockwork's face.

"I’m sure you’ve heard the phrase. Time flies."