literally my favorite aspect of sock opera is bill calmly but repeatedly failing to buckle his seatbelt. like its funny enough that Bill Cipher of all people is putting on a seatbelt but its so funny that he keeps fucking it up. but he's still just smiling like a dumbass the entire time
I really think we don’t play into the comedy of various folk traditions of dealing with ghosts actually working on Danny Phantom ghosts/Danny
The Fentons paint their home Haint Blue and suddenly Danny has a hard time finding his way home
Danny unable to cross running water and just suddenly ejected from the GAV as they Drive over a bridge
Amity Parkers driving the box ghost away from the Nasty Burger by throwing salt packets at him
Folks hanging up bottles in a tree and Sam having to let Danny out every time he gets stuck in one because he got too close in ghost form
The juxtaposition of the doctors Fenton being like “we can shoot them!” And everyone else just getting a box of kosher salt from the grocery store and it somehow being just as effective
"I'll show you every day that choosing to live was worth it"
some of my favourite scenes from @hijinks-n-lowjinks' fic things i would miss from the other side . this fic tore my heart out fr but like in a good way and i wanted to pay it homage the only way i know how <3