#Paulina Singer

[poisonnandwinee]

𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐬 ⎯ 𝗽𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝘅𝘅 𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗸 𝘀𝗰𝗵𝘂̈𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗻

𝖫𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗎𝗍 𝗌'𝖾𝖿𝖿𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗋 𝖤𝗍 𝗅𝖺 𝖳𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗌'𝖾́𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖯𝖾𝗎 𝗆'𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗂 𝗍𝗎 𝗆'𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖩𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗋

𝐠𝐢𝐟𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 ; @youngfcs,

if you recognize one of your gifs, don't hesitate to tell me. i lost some links on the way

[loveboatinsanity]

[silverscreenfurs]

[evermorehqs]

CATCHING MY BREATH, STARING OUT AN OPEN WINDOW

Ariel Carinae is based on Ariel from The Little Mermaid. She is a 29 year old mermaid, unemployed, and uses she/her pronouns. She has the curse of shifting in water. Ariel is portrayed by Paulina Singer and she is open.

CATCHING MY DEATH, AND I COULDN’T BE SURE

When you are young they assume you know nothing, had never been more true for the youngest Carinae sister. Even amongst six older sisters, little Ariel never quite fit in. She had imaginative dreams that were far too big for the Atlantic ocean. However being the youngest out of seven siblings it meant being under her father’s watchful eye constantly. Triton already had a preconceived notions about humans after Ariel’s mother had passed. He deemed them ignorant and reckless. No child of his would be seen with a land dweller, let alone his youngest pearl.

That still didn't stop the curious mermaid from exploring the world above. Eventually even saving a cute sailor from drowning when his ship had went up in flames. She didn't know his name; and he would never know hers. They were separated by two very different worlds. Fleeing back into the sea when he began to stir awake. It was from that moment on that something powerful began to awake in the mermaid. She didn't belong in the ocean, she belonged somewhere grander; amongst the humans. Though that seemed to be an impossible dream until she heard whispers amongst her merfolk of a powerful sea witch that granted peoples wishes. Fletcher and Sebastian both protested but Ariel had always been headstrong, and when she wanted something she went for it whole heartedly. Ursula was the witches name, she was charming and well spoken nothing like she had expected. But she was warned that every wish had a price. If Ariel wanted to live amongst the sand for forever she would need the prince to fall in love with her before a full years end. If she failed she would lose her feet and become a mermaid again with no voice. It sounded like a small price to pay, and while Ariel hesitated this was her dream. So she signed the dotted line and before she knew it everything went black.

When she awoke it was in a little town called Evermore, and while the world was still spinning with all these new changes she finally had feet!! It was a tricky feat to learn at first, Ariel wobbling about like a new born fawn, but soon enough she had this walking thing mastered. There were a few drawbacks though, something Ursula had failed to mention before she signed her contract. It didn't matter when or where but If Ariel submerged herself in water her tail and scales would grow back in a matter of minutes. Which meant no dips in the public river or pools--but at least it was better than not exploring the surface at all. That's when she began her search for her prince, the sailor she had saved from shipwreck. When she spotted him it was like the stars had aligned, she must've had a merguardian after all! Until her world crashed around her when it seemed he had no recollection of her or his accident. Ariel wallowed in this sadness until she decided she'd try to jog his memory somehow, she had a year after all. Maybe there was still time...

I HAD A FEELING SO PECULIAR

❀ Jenson Samuels: They haven't spoken, when he's near Ariel tends to run away. Something about him so menacing and broad, and most of all familiar. Her gut continues to tell her to stay away, and for once she's going to listen to her intuition.

❀ Violet Parr: The first friendly face Ariel encountered in Evermore. While it had been Ariel's dream to be a land dweller she still isn't quite used to their customs. Usually Violet is her go-to for all things human related, and she's a good listener.

❀ Pentiss ‘Tootles’ Laurent: Ariel hopes to never see tootles again, spilling her drink on him at neverland one day. afraid she was about to sprout gills and a tail she took off running. to this day she's embarrassed to enter neverland and find him there again.

THAT THIS PAIN WOULD BE FOR EVERMORE

[opera-ghosts]

On this postcard from 1908 we see the baritone Marino Aineto (1873-1931) in the opera “Manon” by J. Massenet at the Gran Teatro del Liceo de Barcelona. He wrote this card to the soprano Paulina Albertini. His career took him to opera houses in Italy, Spain, France, America, Argentina and Mexico. Recordings have existed since 1903. 

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DPXDC prompt. Dead on main. Singer! Phantom x Red Hood!Jason

Laws are easily changed if businessmen smell money.

Paulina and Sam suggest Danny to try to become a singer in order to change society's opinion about ghosts a little. In the end, the otherworldly sound of his voice can at least be used for the benefit of Realms.

And it seems like the Everlasting Trio is really liked by the public. At first they just release a few songs (Exams kill, Battle with myself, What an Autopsy Won't Show, Among the stars). But a mysterious atmosphere mixed with understandable teenage problems begins to take over teens playlists. Their fans want more and more.

So, when under the pressure of the public and profit-hungry bigwigs all bans on the presence of ecto creatures in the United States are lifted, the Trio goes on their first Tour.

~~~~~

Jason stumbles upon Phantom's songs completely by accident. It was painful to hear them for the first time but at the same time it was as if he could breathe again because he had found someone similar. Someone who understands, and who doesn't judge him for coming back wrong. Jason listens to his voice on repeat and the rage seems to recede and subside. There is sadness of loss and fear in the songs but most of them end bringing some hope and this thought gives Red Hood more strength not to break down for another day. and then another, and another..And one day, the green eyes in the mirror do not scare Jason but shows him that he belonging to something more. Todd can't explain it more precisely, but it was as if the waters of Lazarus inside him had calmed down and he was no longer enemies with them. He even jokes with Tim that he is finally rest in peace and ready to live a full undead life when his brother (God, his lil brother whom he wanted to hurt recently because of his own stupidity), asks him about his strange behavior.

~~~~~

Jason forgets how to breathe again. His favorite band, and most importantly his favorite vocalist, is coming to Gotham with a concert. For many years now, none of the nonresidents have dared to take such a risk, but it seems like Phantom has absolutely no instinct for self-preservation. Well, as a true fan, Red Hood will do his best so that none of the gothamites spoil the Trio's impression of their first concert here. Danny is beside himself with excitement. Their concert in the hometown of the Red Hood was approved. Of course, there is no chance that he would be able to meet such a busy vigilante but Phantom continues to dream. If he'll fly a little over the city instead of sleeping after rehearsals, maybe he'll get an autograph from at least one member of the bat clan.

~~~~~ Phantom: Thank you very much Mr. Nightwing sir. Just sign it for.. Nightwing: For a Phantom, right? Huh, I recognized you, my brother has poster in his room. Nice hairstyle by the way. Danny*urgently*: Which one of them?

Nightwing: Jeez, and I thought it was just a stage image. Ghosts are kinda creepy. Terribly persistent, to be precise. And yeah, Jason, he absolutely not against you as a vigilante. You can safely ask Phantom to sign your helmet, I promise. Man was so happy when find out you're listening to his songs, you have no idea.

Jason *holds out a hand*. Nightwing: What? Jason: If you dared to meet Phantom before me, then where is my autograph? Nightwing: Em..oops? I gave him mine if it helps.

Jason: *sounds of an angry lazarus demon*.

[theglamorousferal]

My favorite DPxDC posts on tumblr (as I find them)

Eco-Ecto-Scientist Danny (I recommend going through all the reblogs of this one, they go in all sorts of beautiful directions, but you will get sucked in for a good two hours)

Danny and Sam are Thomas and Martha reincarnated

Dead on Main singer!Danny au song

Crime Lord Danny

Everlasting Insomniacs - Tim goes to Arkham

Danny and Danielle hostages in Gotham with moving walls

Tucker is a Streamer Danny is his cryptid roommate

Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 1

Jazz is Arkham's new entertainment version 2

Team Phantom knocks out Nightwing

Son of Themyscira: Danny's Grave

Danny works at a diner front

Team Phantom is Young Justice Dark

Batman buys Constantine's soul

Constantine's Interns

CADMUS Danny and Match

Danny is a training villain art

Danny's Bowery Daycare (with fic link)

VVV These two start with the same prompt but go in wildly different directions. VVV

Escalation au

Instincts au

Thermos/Urn Misunderstandings

Drink mix-up and Weston family curse

Danny is Gotham’s baby villain

Danny, Paulina and Valerie are secretaries

Danielle steals the Batmobile

That's all I can find for now, my eyes are burning and I've been at this for 3.5 hours.

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp Prompt #24: The Midwest Prince(ss)

Danny is a Singer/Siren/Banshee au where he’s basically a Chappel Roan-type figure.( Also, I'm Dead on Main trash so Strangers-to-Friends-to-Lovers, Celebrity x Civilian romance for two of my favorite boys)

Danny’s Ghostly Wail develops into vocal manipulation bc he’s a siren or banshee. Ember teaches him to sing and control the power. He finds music is a good outlet for his emotions and decides to pursue music as Danny. It takes him a few years but he develops a style and brand that he bases off the Realms. However, he doesn’t anyone to connect him to Phantom so he uses parts of his ancestors’ names to become “Walker Gale”(shout out to my beautiful mutual @mirigold-mayflowers for helping me pick that name), ordinary small-town midwestern boy turned Music Icon. He hires Val as his personal bodyguard, Sam as his manager, and Tucker as his head stage tech.

He dresses in really campy clothes the low-key mimic his ghost form as well as other ghosts he’s met. The outfits change to match the vibe of the song. So a rock ballad with an outfit inspired by Ember, Show Tunes-Murder Mystery-type-beat with a costume for Amorpho, EDM-techno-hyperpop themed song styled after Technus or Skulker, etc. He just has a lot of fun experimenting with his appearance and he’s an icon for it. He even makes friends with Star and Paulina through this and they give him feedback and help with new looks. The eventually join the team as his PR and Styling team.

Since he’s a banshee/siren all his songs have this underlying despair/sadness even if they have a fun and bubbly beat. He also references his feelings about being/hiding as Phantom and being partially dead and shit but vaguely so no one actually knows or assumes it’s a metaphor. Many of the themes are actually things lgbtq people identify with, specifically trans and bi fans. He also references battles he’s fought and ppl assumes he’s talking about mental illness or abuse which attracts another category of fans altogether. Again inspired by Chappel Roan his first album his called "The Ascent and Downfall of a Midwest Prince" gaining him the nickname the "Midwest Prince".

He’s weird and unfiltered and full of emotion and he gains a few fans in the hero community too. Raven and Zatanna start a fan club for him, well aware he’s some type of banshee/siren but knowing that the extent of his powers are being used to deliver beautiful performances. The are staunch supporters of him and his music and spread it to their friends. The current fan club is Co-Presidents Zatanna + Raven, VP Greta(Secret, a.k.a: a ghost hero), Starfire, Bart, Cassie, Tim, Kon + Jon, Steph, Cass, and Billy.

His identifying features are a signature make-up look and white underdye (when the color is on the underside of the hair). He’s grown his hair longer so it’s not super visible when he has it down and not styled. He also looks different without make-up so he can totally go unrecognized in public and live life semi-normal (as normal as a half-ghost vigilante powerhouse superstar can be). He actually planned it to be that way so that he could still go to college and stuff even though he’s doing it mostly online. All this to say that Danny has low-key got a Hannah Montana thing going on. Also, let's mix it up a bit and say he's based in Star City.

One day Danny goes to a second-hand book store because he's looking for a cheap textbook when he bumps into an absolute hunk of a man who doesn't seem to recognize him. Jason had been in Star City to visit Roy and Lian. He stopped at a second-hand bookstore to see if he look for some older editions of books (one time he found a second edition copy of Persuasion so he likes to peruse) and ran into a super pretty boy who made his chest feel funny and doesn't realize he's a Wayne. They got to talking about started really connecting. They decided to exchange numbers and kept in touch, meeting up every now and then when they had the chance. Danny gave him his private social media accounts so Jason never learned much more beyond that Danny worked in the music industry but not his exact role in it.

Eventually Danny moves to Gotham, either bc he switched labels or to be closer to Jazz whose doing her doctorate thesis on reforms that need to be made in Arkham. He and Jason begin meeting up in person more frequently and start catching feelings. Danny really wants to ask him out but feels sleazy doing it without telling Jason about his past and superstar alter ego. However, he also doesn't want to lose the mostly normal friendship they have. On the flipside Jason wants to date Danny but doesn't want to drag him into the life of a vigilante or the life of a Wayne. Both of them Pine and Agonize over this. In the end Danny decides to bite the bullet and tell Jason who he is, every part of who he is. He invites Jason over for a movie night and tells him he's got something important to tell Jason.

That same day Starfire decides to introduce Walker Gale's work to the other Outlaws and Jason really resonates with his work. He identifies with the lyrics on a literal and physical level and recognizes the underlying emotions that usually only other ghosts or liminals can. Starfire overjoyed that her friend likes his music decides to show Jason some of his music videos and photos. Jason, not being blind or an idiot, recognizes not only the props and costumes but his crushes face under that (very well done) make-up.

Jason is stunned and conflicted: it’s not like Danny lied to him about who he was, but he was entirely truthful either. Did he assume Jason knew? Or did he just not trust Jason? Why did he even bother with Jason, a seemingly regular guy, if he had such a claim to fame? And Jason keeps listening to his music and it’s speaks to him the same way hanging out with Danny does, making him feel seen and connected. It makes him all the more sure that someone incredible as Danny doesn’t need someone like Jason. He heads to Danny’s place that night very subdued.

He gets to Danny’s place and the smile that greets him twists him up inside. He puts on a mask and tries to act normal but Danny can tell somethings up but persists as he has made up his mind to be clear with Jason. He sits him down and tells him there is something important he wants to tell Jason. He starts by letting Jason know that he cares about him very much and appreciates the normality and closeness of their friendship. He confesses that he doesn't normally get that bc well, he's the superstar "Walker Gale". Danny goes onto say that the reason he didn't say anything earlier was because he treasures the simplicity of what he had with Jason and the reason he's telling him now is because he couldn't continue a relationship that he wants more from without being completely honest.

Jason's heart thunders in his chest and he stares at Danny with a slightly constipated look. Danny asks Jason what's wrong and on an impulse Jason word vomits his feelings. That he actually found out through a friend earlier today, that he really connected to his music the same way he did with Danny, that he's never felt seen the way Danny sees through him, that he's never felt the same way as deeply before, that he's completely and utterly in love with Danny but was scared to say anything and get him involved with his crazy life and the Waynes. And Danny sits and listens shellshocked.

And the only thing Danny can think to do is kiss this incredible boy senseless and tell him that if he likes him back then they can figure it out.

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

MASTERPOST

Editing as I post more :))

This is not in any order, just randomly listed

DC X DP PROMPTS

Dani is Dicks older sister

Tim x Danny Coffee Shop AU

Danny, Dani, and Dan joined different hero groups (check reblogs lol)

Dan get reincarnated as Bruce Wayne

Trans!Danny is Steph’s daughter

Dani x Damian Collage Professor AU

Dani as the eldest Wayne/Bat

Older brother Danyal AU

Dani joins the JL + more kids for Bruce

Tucker and Duke are cousins

Demon Twins AU with a twist

Team Phantom tries to kill the Joker

Dani x Damian + deaged Danny in Gotham

Sam Manson? More like Sam Wayne

Liminal Damian Wayne

“Immortal’ Dani joins the JL

Dani joins the LOA willingly

Haunted Forest grows around Amity Part 1

Haunted Forest AU Part 2

Halfas can’t use their powers while human AU idea

Team Phantom gets deaged and adopted by separate batboys

Deaged Dani in Arkham asylum

Dani x Dami soulmark AU

Government Coverup

Sam Manson Demon Twins AU

Dani is Bruce’s never before mentioned eldest child

Secret Ghost Royalty Dani Wayne

Damian and Dani stranded in Quarantined Amity Park

- Part 1

Combat-Trained Casper High in Gotham

Dani x Dami Bitter Soulmates AU

Dani x Dami Plane Crash AU

Dani x Dami Anon Singer AU

Dani adopts Billy Batson

Dani joins the Teen Titans

Danny x Duke Missing Person AU(??)

Dani is working in Ethiopia and saves Jason

Dani is Damian’s ‘sister’ and ‘magic’ trainer (check reblogs)

Demon Twins with ‘civilian Danny’

Batman Beyond w/ immortal Dani

They used to be…

Dani x Dami- henchman x boss AU, academic rivals AU, vigilante x antihero AU + Love Hexagon

Dead Serious w/ deaged Dani

Damian and Paulina are twins w/ Dead Serious

Dani x Dami Secretary x Boss AU

MCU X DP PROMPTS

Dani joins the x-men

Ghost King Danny vs Thanos

RIORDANVERSE X DC

Damian in Camp Jupiter

[seeingivy]

the sound of the applause

actor!eren x f!reader

**part of my method acting series

content: pain pre cursor.

an: songs mentioned - london boy by taylor swift, golden hour by jvke, girlfriend by avril lavigne. anyways. this chapter tame af. we are starting our demonic era. and no, you are not getting an eren pov until I say so. and I have covid so I am feeling extra evil and already writing the next one.

previous part linked here

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You’re twelve years old the first time that you feel it. 

You have hippies to thank for the entire ordeal. In your small, small town in Canada, there’s very little tension or importance on the arts. Singing, dancing, acting - like many places around the world - fall short to the highs and lows that come with sports. 

Your middle school is no exception. A school that can barely spare money to fund a dying arts department, that begrudgingly offers one generalized art class that covers the basics of painting. Except when the hippy dippy parents in town petition, file a complaint with the mayor, they’re sequestered to include arts in all sectors that sports are included in. 

A law that opens doors insanely. And creates the opportunity that exposes you to it. The singer showcase at the football pep rally. 

And if you have to, you guess you have to thank food poisoning as well. Because Paulina, the original girl who was supposed to sing, was missing from first period that morning and you were all too quick to offer to take her spot. 

They give you that pitchy, old black microphone and let you sing your heart out to one of your favorite old songs, At Last by Etta James. And when you open your eyes, the recollection of the performance is wiped from your mind seconds after you finish, and there’s only one thing you remember. It rings so hard, the sound so loud in your eardrums that it’s all you feel. The rush of the blood, the eyes staring back at you, and your cheeks burning. 

When you think back, long and hard, that’s the first time it happens. The first time you feel it. It sits with you, that resounding pressure, that digs on you to give in. The need, the want, the infatuation with the rush you’re feeling. 

And the obsession with the sound of the applause.

--

“Y/N. Wake up.” 

You aggressively push your forehead into the plush of your pillow, creating a nice symphony of groaning songs in response to Danny, who is interrupting your beauty sleep. 

“How long has it been?” you murmur into the pillow, the stinging in your head and the fatigue sitting in your body telling you it couldn’t have even been an hour.

“An hour. But I just realized, the bridge didn’t come out right when I was mixing so you have to record it again.” 

“Can you come back in like three years? When I have the energy?” you groan. 

“Y/N. I’ll see you in five down there.” he definitively states, shuffling out of your room. 

Against every fiber of your being, you pull yourself out of the bed and drag yourself down to the studio, making it a point to glare at him as you re-record the bridge of the song you wrote yesterday. You give it a few tries, messing with the octaves and inflections, until you get a shining thumbs up, and wrap yourself into the blanket left on the couch. 

“You write anything new?” 

“Shut the fuck up.” 

You hold out your green book to Danny, opening it to the page marked, at which your producer is already wrinkling his nose. He hasn’t even read the lyrics yet, but you’re sure the title - Cry - is already setting him off. 

“You didn’t even read it yet.” you respond, frowning. 

“I don’t have to read it to know it’s brilliant. But you were there in that meeting last week and you know this isn’t what we can push out.” he responds, turning back to his soundboard, half-pulling his headphones back onto his ear. 

“Danny. I-I just haven’t been able to write songs like that lately. This is what’s coming out.” 

After nearly a year of writing music and touring, Danny and Sareen have leaned heavily into your Lover Girl branding. An affectionate term used by your fans, but now the entirety of the breadth that you work with. You’re widely known for the lovey dovey, sweet songs you write so when anything that falls outside of that mold, it isn’t stuff Danny and Sareen appreciate. 

But you haven’t been able to write any of that lately. Which only makes that resoundling, crackling, heavy pressure in your head worse. Like you’re defective.

He turns around in his swivel chair, taking the little bound book you’re holding out for him, as he starts flipping through the pages. The worn down book you were gifted on your birthday years ago is filled with every mess of lyrics you’ve written, though none of them are meeting the game plan that was set weeks ago. 

That announcement sent everyone on your team into a frenzy, which was so far from your initial reaction. 

First of all, it was a rumor. That you were one leg away from being a triple threat. Second, if it’s true, you’re ecstatic. Enthralled and honored and every feeling in between. That you were even in the consideration for being a triple threat, let alone a few feet away from it.  

No one else on your team saw it that way. Your producer, Danny, saw this as a sign that you need to be making more music and faster. The songs you make take you weeks to write at this point, no thanks to the perfectionism that comes with writing the lyrics and working out the sound. He’s set a goal for you - to write one song everyday. It makes it - that impending doom in your head - ten pounds heavier.

Your manager, Sareen, is no better. She only took this as a sign that you need to start being more vigilant. A hard-assed woman in her forties, Sareen is all about work ethic. That staying determined is the only way that you will get through this. And she’s extremely blunt when she tells you so. 

Stars don’t take breaks. If you want it that badly, you have to work harder. There’s six thousand things working against you, take it as a note that you need to be running faster. That you aren’t trying hard enough. Those are equivalent to dumbbells for that rock on your head, that you’re sure is responsible for pinching all your nerves. 

And it’s a matter of proving yourself. To Sareen, Danny, Eren, and everyone who watches you. 

You appreciate the push. It’s extremely draining, but worth it when your song releases are so anticipated that you’re selling millions of copies before the song comes out. Have sold out stadium tours, and are shortlisted for awards nearly every time you do something. 

You wake up. Get ready for the show. Memorize lines in between shows, film when you don’t have shows. Write songs on flights, produce through voice memos since you’re hardly in one place at a time. 

And when you think about it all, finally being a triple threat, finally getting to hear Eren say that he told you so like you said that first night on set together, it’ll all be worth it. It’ll be over. 

You can stop running. You can stroll, swim, make the music you like. So you oblige. This is part of the process, you just have to push through. There’s an end goal in sight. And being near Eren is a part of it. 

“Have you ever thought about writing a song about…Ricky James?” Danny asks, swinging around in his chair as he smiles at you. 

You wrinkle your nose as you throw the closest thing, an empty CD case, at Danny as he laughs back. 

“Ew, Danny. That’s so not a thing.” 

Ricky James, an infinite, insurmountable amount of talent, was your co-star on your last movie, Little Women. A British singer-songwriter, who virtually blew up over night. 

He was nice - definitely the charismatic, flirty type of co-star. You’re positive half of it is the accent. After the two of you started doing press for Little Women, everyone was swooning over the two of you together. At how you guys had a handshake, did your famous kiss scene in one take, and how in almost every interview, he made it a point to joke that he was in love with you. 

You get it. It works well for the press, gets people talking about the movie. But you could never like a guy like Ricky James. Or anyone who wasn’t Eren, for that matter. 

“I know it’s not a thing. You’re all goo goo ga ga over loverboy. But it’s the same thing that we did for Little Women. He used the fact that people like to speculate to his advantage. It wouldn’t hurt to do the same.” Danny responds, shrugging. 

“I already do use that to my advantage. It’s no secret that I earned my whole Lover Girl branding from writing love songs about Eren.” 

“Yeah, but you know how it’s been for Eren lately. Maybe it’s not the best thing that your name is attached to him anymore? For both of you?” Danny states. 

Eren’s had a rough go of it lately. After Satellite Port failed and the joke they made at the awards show last year, he’s all but resigned into what you call hiding. He said that he’s just busy, focusing on landing new roles and getting more credits under his belt. You know that he recently signed a deal with Scott Clarkson to film five movies with his studio, which is promising. 

But you know Eren too well. He’s retreating, hiding in all senses of the word. From you too. The texts he used to send you - good luck before every show, a good morning even though you were on different sides of the world - have ceased all together. And the few seconds you do catch him, he seems worlds away. 

And it’s not just you who has caught onto it. The last time you saw Historia, when she came to watch your show, she mentioned that she was concerned about him, that she thinks he’s being a little bit self destructive by working with Stone Studios. That Scott Clarkson is not a good idea. 

Granted, Scott Clarkson is buddy buddy with John. You know that’s a touchy subject for her and made it a point to bring it up to Eren. To see if he was okay. But you were flying out for a tour and forgot to. And then he started showing up in the press again, hanging out with the cast he’s been working with, so you figured it was fine. That he’s going out again, smiling in photos. 

“That-that’s not true. He’s on the come up - he’s going to be the lead in the Gatsby remake that Stone Studios is doing. I’m sure he’ll get an award for it.” 

“There’s no need to get defensive. I’m just saying it doesn’t hurt to expand your horizons. Triple threats are awarded for being versatile, not sticking with what’s easy. Maybe you just need to push the boundary of what you think you can do.” he says, giving your forehead a tap.  

“It kind of feels like cheating to write a song about someone that’s not him.” you murmur, looking down at the pages in your hand. Eren’s handwriting is scribbled onto the invisible string page. Hell was the journey but it brought me heaven. 

“You know, Sareen’s not too keen about this relationship. And I know that Eren’s team isn’t either.” Danny states. 

“Who are they to tell us who we can date?” 

“It’s not about who you can date. It-it’s about the image. Tying your name to his doesn’t exactly always work in your favor, Y/N. There’s no loyalty in an industry like this. And for Eren’s case, you’ve never really helped him in that sense. When you stand together, with the success you’ve had, all they see is a failure in Eren, when he’s really not even that bad.” 

“People’s comparisons aren’t my fault. And Eren’s doing fine, he-he’s okay.” 

“Now, he is. But a few months ago, it was your name next to his that was dragging him down. If it comes down to triple threats and it’s between you and him, are you telling me that you would really pick him over you?” 

Yes. One thousand times, yes. Though you know that’s not the answer Danny wants. 

“You have to be more selfish, Y/N. And maybe that’s selfless for Eren's sake too. There isn’t room for the both of you, right now. I know you love him, but Sareen has a point. Is working this hard worth it if you don’t get what you want out of it? You and Eren have all the time in the world to be together, just focus on your career before him.” 

You frown, staring at the wrinkles pressed up against his forehead. 

“You can have what you want - have your cake and eat it too, write all these corny love songs about him after you make it. Stop running when you’re actually there, kid.” 

You look down at the pages, the thoughts floating through your mind, as the lyrics start spilling out. For your first song that’s not about Eren. 

London Boy. 

--

You try to make a point to call Eren before releases. Key word, try. 

But it doesn’t happen that way. Because Eren’s in Los Angeles and you’re in Tokyo and the time difference messes the two of you up so bad that when they surprise drop London Boy, you don’t get to warn Eren beforehand. 

And when he texts you about it, you can feel the guilt creeping into your chest. Because you know he’s too nice to say what he actually thinks about it. If it were you, you’d wring Eren’s neck out for writing a song like this about his co-star he’s rumored to be dating. But Eren is Eren and he would never. 

eren: “he likes my american smile?” babe, you’re canadian. 

eren: i like the song. really. 

you: i have dual citizenship. 

you: eren. i’m so so sorry. i meant to tell you before but the time differences, we just kept missing each other. you know i don’t mean any of it, right? 

you: it’s just a marketing thing danny and sareen planned. the song will be a hit if people are speculating who it’s about and stuff. 

eren: i figured. you don’t have to explain yourself to me!!!! 

eren: you’re a pop princess <3

eren: and currently number one on the billboard hot 100 for the fourth time in a row!!! 

You nearly throw your phone across the room at the notifications, the frustration building so hard that it’s all pouring out of your head. You can see the stack of gifts at the front of the room - candies from Falco and Colt, as well as Marco, Historia, and Reiner - for the release.

And it’s moments like this, when you’ve been running so fast and pushing so hard, that you resort to one of your worst tendencies. Because the only thing that helps you when you feel like this is being a masochist. Feeling bad only makes you want to feel worse. Like you deserve it. 

So you inflict it on yourself. By reading what people say about you online. 

You reach back for your phone - ignoring the messages from Armin, Bertholdt, and Levi - as you scroll to Twitter, hiding the light of the phone under your sheets as you look through the app. 

You look at the trending tab. Y/N L/N, London Boy, Ricky James, Eren Jaeger, and love is dead are trending. 

You press your bolded name and swipe to the recents tab, scrolling through every tweet, each one categorizing, sticking in your mind as you scroll. A mix of the good, the bad, and the ugly. 

That you’re pretty. That you’re ugly. That you have no personality, that you write mediocre songs, that you’re the best actress from Attack on Titan. That you’re lucky for bagging Ricky James and Eren, that you’re too good for Eren, that you’re horrible for writing the song. 

You place the phone flat on the sheets, the absence of light making your eyes sting, as the tears string out of your eyes. 

You want to make your cake and eat it too. 

But is it even worth it if this is how you have to get there? 

--

You stick your hand out, swinging it in the air with Ricky as you do your handshake, and plop onto the couch. Danny and Sareen called a meeting with Ricky’s team before you guys went to the wrap party for The Proposal, which is the only thing on your calendar that you were actually looking forward to this month. 

Because Annie and Armin are the leads and because you know Levi and Hange are going to be there. 

“This is Michael and Nancy. They’re my talent managers.” Ricky states, pointing out the two people across from you. 

“Sareen and Danny. Sareen’s my manager and Danny’s my producer.” 

“Is he behind the genius of London Boy?” Ricky asks, smirking at you. 

“Shut up. London Boy isn’t about you, Ricky.” 

“Oh, shut up. I know I’m your muse.” 

The line sits in your stomach wrong, because all you can think about is Eren. Seventeen year old Eren, shimmering green eyes on that empty set when you wrote New Year’s Day. You shake your head as Danny turns to the two of you, a smile on his face. 

“We have an idea.” Danny states, a smile on his face. 

You and Ricky nod as Nancy and Sareen start laying out the plan, each consecutive word twisting horribly in your stomach. 

Surely they can’t be serious. 

“We think that the two of you should date, as a PR move.” Sareen states, handing over a folder to you. 

There’s dates listed out, public places where they want you and Ricky to meet at, and songs they want you to release about each other. All down to the slated releases, ideas for album covers, and interviews they want you to do. 

“This is part of Y/N’s triple threat campaign. I think putting in this whole ruse of a relationship and writing songs about it, especially if there’s some part of it that will be drama because of Eren and Lana, it’s even better.” 

“Lana?” you ask. 

“She’s Ricky’s old girlfriend. They aren’t dating anymore, which is something that we should capitalize on. For the both of you. This should get Ricky into the leagues for the Album of the Year award when he releases next year.” Nancy states, flipping through the pages. 

You look over at Ricky, ready to fully shut down the idea. But when you turn your head to him, he’s flipping through the pages, writing down his own ideas in the folder. 

“Ricky. You’re not actually considering this, are you?” you whisper. 

“You aren’t?” 

“I’m dating Eren. No, I’m not considering fake dating you for the press.” 

“Eren, who was seen on a date with Myka yesterday? Right.” he states bluntly, flipping through the pages. 

“That’s just tabloids, Ricky. Be serious.” 

“And so is this. Myka and Eren are in a movie together. You and I are musicians. You can do the same thing as him and I bet you he wouldn’t even care. And he shouldn’t, because your career comes first.” Ricky states, leaning forward on his knees to discuss more with Danny and Sareen. 

You flip through the folder again, each consecutive page filled with more and more details of how they want you and Ricky to pretend. And the last page has the words bolded, little stars around them. 

Y/N gets triple threat status! Ricky gets Album of the Year! 

“Y/N. Have your cake and eat it too.” Danny warns, a reminder of what you’re supposed to be prioritizing. 

“This is the time to run, Y/N. You’re almost there.” Sareen affirms, the two of them nodding as they look at you. 

And by the way five of them are staring at you, big eyes filled with anticipation as they wait for your response, you know you can’t say no. That insurmountable pressure - to please, to be successful, to be the best - wins out, every time.

Danny’s produced for three different hit pop stars. Sareen’s managed some of the biggest names in the industry. And you have no idea who Nancy and Michael even are, but if they’re working with Ricky, they’ve got to be in the big leagues. 

You put the folder down, giving all of them a nod, as they all erupt into cheers. Ricky leans forward to give you a kiss on the cheek, which you tell him to save for the cameras, as you take the folder and walk out. 

And figure out how you’re going to tell Eren. 

--

You head to the wrap party three hours later and any excitement you had about the event is immediately drained when you know that Eren’s going to be there and you have to talk to him about it. Break up with him. 

“Y/N!” 

You turn around to find Armin and Annie, the two of them wrapping their arms around you as they press kisses to your cheeks. You try to stifle the literal tears that are making their way to your eyes at the sight of them, their blue eyes the same soft ones you’ve always known. 

“Annie. Armin. I’m so excited for the movie, I’m sure it’s going to be great.” you say, squeezing both of their hands. 

Two of your shyest friends still, they’re both blushing at the praise as Connie and Sasha walk up. You’re wrapping your arms around all of them, as everyone else - Reiner, Mikasa, and Jean - join you. 

“So Y/N. London Boy, huh?” Connie asks, smirking. 

“Did you guys know that Eren is from London?” Sasha says, sarcastically. 

“Oh, quit it. It’s just one of those PR things. The triple threat thing made them all go crazy.” you respond. 

“We respect the hustle, Y/N.” Connie states, mock saluting you with Jean. 

“There is no press better than you and Eren releasing Medicine and Dress on the same day.” Mikasa states, earning a bunch of laughter from the group. 

“Oh god. Don’t remind me. Whore move, from the both of you.” Reiner says, pinching your cheek. Connie mocks the ah ah ah, from Dress, which has you all laughing.

You smack his hand off as Marco slings his hand around your shoulders, squeezing hard and smiling at you so big, in earnest, that it makes your chest hurt. 

“Can you believe it? You’re so close to it, Y/N - I can feel it.” Marco says, leaning forward to press a kiss onto your cheek. 

You reach up to squish the plush of his cheek as Marco mimics your movements, the two of you smiling at each other. And then you feel two warm hands on your shoulder and turn around to see Eren, soft green eyes looking into yours. 

And it makes you burst into tears. Soft green eyes, albeit a little tired looking, and Eren’s hair all grown out. When did Eren grow his hair out to his Season Three length? The last time you saw him, it was so short. He looks the same. He feels far away. And that pressure in your head is resounding. 

“Yeesh.” Connie says at the sight of your spilling tears, earning quiet laughs from everyone. 

Eren brings his hand up to your cheek, swiping the wetness away, as he glares at Connie. 

“Connie.” Eren warns, the tone in his voice threatening. 

“Sorry. Just missed him, that’s all.” you respond, wiping the last of the wetness off your face as they all smile at you. 

“Man, every time I see one of you, you’re crying.” Hange says from behind you, the group of you turning your heads and immediately tackling them and Levi into hugs. Eren reaches for Hange first and you go for Levi, his stupid minty smell making your tears return. 

You look up at Levi, who's glaring at you, and can’t help but smile. 

“Levi. You could at least pretend you’re happy to see me.” 

“I am happy to see you. But not when you’re crying in public. You two are going to give me an ulcer.” he states, frowning as he glares at Eren at your side. 

You look over at Eren, the end of what Hange said catching up with you. 

“You cried in front of them? About what, Eren?” you ask, voice soft. 

“Ah. Nothing.” Eren responds, cheeks lightly pink as he runs his hand through his hair. 

You both let go of Hange and Levi as Armin and Annie take to the makeshift stage, giving a little speech about their time on the film and how grateful they are for everyone in the room for supporting them. And as they do, Eren jabs his elbow into your side. 

“Ow. What gives?” you whisper. 

Eren places hand on his chest, feigning shock. 

“Don’t tell me you forgot our secret hand signals already?” he whispers. 

Jab in the side. Meaning, you need a second to talk, away from everyone. 

“As if.” you respond, giving a nod to his sign. 

He gives you a smile as you both turn your heads back to Annie and Armin, who are playing the trailer on the screen now. And when they finish, the resounding noise of the claps are the last thing you and Eren hear when you go out to the balcony, the cold air surrounding you both. 

You wrap your hands around your arms, which Eren picks up on too fast and suddenly he’s taking his coat off and wrapping it around you. Making a point to pull your hair out of the collar, hands focused on fixing your hair around your face. 

“Eren.” 

“Yes?” 

“I-” 

The words die on your tongue. Because here he is, the perfect green eyes you fell in love with staring at you in the lamplight of the dark, and you can’t say it. You can’t shatter his heart into pieces or be the one to let him go. 

When he’s one of the only things you’ve wanted.

“I know how you feel, Y/N. You don’t have to say it.” he whispers, hands tucking your hair behind your ears before letting go. 

You can feel the tears spilling out of your eyes as you frown at him, the look on his face so pained that it hurts. 

“I’m guessing they don’t want you to see me, at least not for right now?” Eren asks. 

You nod, aggressively wiping away the wetness on your cheeks as you reach for his hands, squeezing three times. You hate that he knows. That Danny and Sareen think he isn’t good enough for you. When you’ve always been the one who was never in the same league as him. 

That Eren was the one who defended you when you were there, but no one’s letting you do it for him. 

“I still love you, Eren. You-you know that?” 

“I know that.” he whispers, nodding. His eyes are focused on your hands, interlocked with his. He reaches in for your bicep, fingers tracing over the fish tattoo right above your elbow. 

“Fishbowl, Y/N. We’ll come back to each other when it’s time. Just don’t be a stranger.” he says. 

You nod, reaching forward and wrapping your arms around him as you nearly sob into his chest, his voice soothing your hiccuping, even though you’re the one who just smashed him into pieces. And when Eren wraps his hands around your cheeks, giving you one last lingering kiss, before walking away, you can’t help but sit there in the cold, his jacket wrapped around you and letting the tears bite on your skin. 

--

You close your phone, giving Ricky a glowing smile, as you both settle into your seats at the Institute Music Awards. The two of you officially went public earlier today, though you’re both still denying any rumors that you’re dating. 

“How does Ricky compare to Eren?” 

You try to hide your scoff as you answer, trying your best to stay neutral in your response to avoid becoming a headline the next day. 

“I’ll always have so much love for Eren. We grew up together and really came into this hand in hand and no one could ever really take that away. And there’s no bad blood between us, we’ll always be best friends.” you respond, giving them a polite smile as you walk away and swallow hard. 

You can see Eren twenty feet down, in a specially designed suit that he looks wonderful in, smiling for the cameras. He’s standing in between Hyla and Myka, since their film is premiering in a few days. 

“You look green, doll.” 

You turn around to find Sukuna, who you fake punch in the shoulder and glare at, before pulling him in for a hug. 

“You sure you’re not talking about yourself? That’s your girl down there.” 

“Jesus, Y/N. Don’t ever associate me with her again.” Sukuna mutters, rolling his eyes. 

“Oh? Was it not you saying she wasn’t that bad when we were kids?” you tease, poking into the soft of his cheek. 

“Well, that was before I found everything out. I’d say a prayer for your boy over there, he’s about to get himself into a gnarly mess he won’t be able to get out of.” Sukuna responds, eyes focused on Eren and Hyla posing together a few feet down. 

“What do you mean?” you ask, linking your arm with his as the two of you walk down, past him. You make it a point to attempt to make eye contact with Eren, but he’s too focused on Hyla that he misses you all together. 

“I just mean…he’s about to get himself involved in things he shouldn’t. And you should stay far away.” Sukuna states, giving Ricky a polite smile as he joins you at your side. Sukuna gives you one last kiss on the cheek before Ricky links his arm with yours, dragging you to your seats. 

You both settle into the seats, giving Marco a big smile as he sits next to you. 

“Hey. Where’s Hisu? I saw her name card here earlier but it’s not here anymore.” you whisper, as the lights start dimming ahead. 

Marco winces, giving you an awkward smile as he puts his hand over yours and squeezes. 

“She doesn’t want to sit with Ricky. Or you.” 

“Oh.” 

“Just for today, Y/N. Because of the history and all that, you-you know that.” 

You shake your head, ignoring the stinging, as you give Marco a half-hearted smile, nodding. 

“No yeah. I get it. I’ll talk to her soon.” 

“Okay.” Marco responds, giving you a smile. 

You make it a point to do your best throughout the awards show, fake whispering in Ricky’s ears every time the camera is on you two, holding hands and comparing hand sizes, letting him tuck your hair behind your ear once and a while. 

And it’s all going great and peachy, until Hyla gets called on stage to perform. You crane your neck back to find Sukuna, giving him a warning glance as he rolls his eyes, making the motion that he’s choking himself. 

One of the most insane things about Hyla and Sukuna’s beef? The fact that they perform and write songs about each other, that are so insanely written, that they trend for weeks. 

You’re sure Hyla and Sukuna are what Danny and Sareen dream about in their free time. 

Hyla gets on stage, giving everyone a soft smile as a few of the girls join her on stage, adjusting their microphones. You can feel Ricky squeezing your hand hard, his jaw clenched. 

“You good?” 

“The lineup. Hyla, Myka, and Lana.” he responds, glaring at the three of them. 

You focus your eyes on the third girl, Lana, who is Ricky’s ex-girlfriend. The only reason he wants to fake date you. Apparently, the two of them broke up after you and Ricky started trending, her insecurities about the people’s words overruling any reassurance that Ricky could give her. 

“This is my new song, it’s called Girlfriend. I hope you all like it.” Hyla says, giving a smile as the upbeat music starts. 

Hey, hey, you, you  I don’t like your girlfriend  No way, no way I think you need a new one Hey, hey, you, you I could be your girlfriend

You lean back as you observe the visuals and the line of backup dancers supporting the three of them singing, their performance extremely upbeat and punk pop star that you can’t help but tap your feet to the beat of the song. 

That’s until they reach the bridge. When Hyla pulls one of the back-up dancers from the background to the front and Lana pulls Eren on stage, the two of them are seated on the makeshift chairs on the stage. Hyla’s singing around Eren, rolling her eyes at the back-up dancer. 

Who's wearing the exact outfit that you wear on your tour, a sparkly, billowing pink dress. And when you take her in properly, you realize that she’s supposed to be you. The same hairstyle, eye color, skin tone. You can feel your throat dry as you watch Eren’s cheeks tinted pink on stage as Hyla sings around him, the entire audience erupting into cheers. 

(Oh) In a second, you'll be wrapped around my finger  'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in? She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinkin'?

You feel Marco’s hand on yours, squeezing hard, as you focus in on the performance, trying to ignore the fact that the big, black camera is shining on your face and that everyone in the room is looking at you. And that millions of people must be talking about it at home. You turn back to give Levi a look and he shakes his head, mouthing don’t cry which you halfheartedly nod in response too. 

Jean and Armin have switched seats with the two girls behind you, their hands on your shoulders, squeezing, as Eren and Hyla walk off stage, hand in hand past the back up dancer who’s supposed to be you - who's crying fake buckets of tears now. 

And when it’s all done and over, you skip the afterparties and let Mikasa drive you home. She tucks you into your sheets, making it a point to help you wipe all your makeup off and leave a bottle of water by your bed, you sink into your sheets and do it again. Let that overwhelming, embarrassing, deep rooted hatred sink in. 

And pull up Twitter. Read about how everyone hates you. Relive the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you yet. Stare at pictures of Eren and Hyla and ignore the resounding sound of the applause the two of them received.

--

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[daughter-of-melpomene]

𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭.

another fancast! this one is largely inspired by @ginevrastilinski-ocs and @manyfandomocs and how they inspired me to make some ocs of my own for this, but again, this is a made up of a combination of my own personal ideas and ones i’ve seen others have. and everyone is free to use any and all of these for themselves if they want!

natalie alyn lind — apple white, daughter of snow white.

olivia rodrigo — raven queen, daughter of the evil queen.

paulina singer — briar beauty, daughter of sleeping beauty.

aimee lou wood — madeline “maddie” hatter, daughter of the mad hatter.

abigail cowen — ashlynn ella, daughter of cinderella.

booboo stewart — hunter huntsman, son of the huntsman.

jedidiah goodacre — daring charming, son of prince charming.

milo manheim — dexter charming, son of prince charming.

dove cameron — darling charming, daughter of prince charming.

chase sui wonders — cerise hood, daughter of red riding hood.

whitney peak — cedar wood, daughter of pinocchio.

sydney sweeney — blondie locks, daughter of goldilocks.

chelsea clark — kitty cheshire, daughter of the cheshire cat.

hunter schafer — c.a. cupid, daughter of eros.

adeline rudolph — lizzie hearts, daughter of the queen of hearts.

cameron monaghan — sparrow hood, son of robin hood.

maude apatow — duchess swan, daughter of the swan princess.

isabela merced — rosabella beauty, daughter of beauty and the beast.

dylan o’brien — hopper croakington the second, son of the frog prince.

amandla stenberg — ginger breadhouse, daughter of the gingerbread witch.

zoey deutch — holly o’hair, daughter of rapunzel.

haley lu richardson — poppy o’hair, daughter of rapunzel.

ester expósito — faybelle thorn, daughter of the dark fairy.

amanda arcuri — farrah goodfairy, daughter of the fairy godmother.

lola tung — meeshell mermaid, daughter of the little mermaid.

owen patrick joyner — alistair wonderland, son of alice.

emma myers — bunny blanc, daughter of the white rabbit.

sophia anne caruso — courtley jester, daughter of the joker card.

also gonna tag @dancingsunflowers-ocs!!

[crazycatgirl420]

First Lines

I'm not sure if this is the first line of the whole fic or the first line of the part I'm currently working on so...since I don't actually know the rules I'll just do whichever feels right for it Kay? Cool.

1) Ellie sat on a stool on the stage, a simple black dress shimmering under the light. She was supposed to sing some sad love song tonight but all she could think about was the death of Robin the Second. Looking at the crowd of Gotham Citizens she wondered if they even knew yet.

This one is still a draft but it's teenage singer Danielle in an dp×DC universe. The song that inspired the first chapter was actually a cover of the Beatles song Blackbird.

2) Sam wasn't related to her by blood, but Grandma Ida had always loved her for who she was. Sam would never truly worry about money, though she had spent most of her savings on her car and the apartment, because Grandma wouldn't let Sam go hungry or cold. A thousand dollars would be sent to Sam's bank account evey month, and had been since she was a baby.

The next chapter of Gotham's Black Rose is a bit of a struggle for me right now, it takes place after they've moved to Gotham, about them settling in and finding their footing in a new city, and Sam does some reflection on her relationship with her adopted Grandma.

3) "Father, Grandfather, Uncles," Danny greeted as he walked into the dinning room and sat down. The adults all looked at him, but Danny just smiled.

"Who let a kid in here?" - "Uncles?" - "Father?" - "Who are you?"

They all spoke at once but Danny waited for them to quiet down before he spoke up.

"Daniel Bertinelli, or Constantine if you check magical lineage, or Wayne if you ask for my mother's biological father's last name."

"I've got a kid?" The blond Constantine dropped his cigarette.

"...Helena Bertinelli is my daughter?" Bruce Wayne stared at the table as if the wood would make any of this easier.

The next part of The Fine Print where 'everyone' finds out they've had children they didn't know about.

4) Gotham was not a good city to be homeless in, Danny learned. It was cold at night, and rained at least once a week, and he never knew here he was going to sleep.

My Project R fic is not doing too well, I'm not sure why or what to do with it.

5) When Paulina imagined her Graduation from High School, she never would've pictured this for herself. She was Eighteen, turning Nineteen this summer. She thought she'd be dating Dash or Star, that she'd be taking photos and going out to dinner with either of them or maybe the cheer team would meet up.

Of course she never would've predicted Phantom. Couldn't have imagined Fenton. And you can't predict an unexpected baby. That's what makes them unexpected.

But here she was. Kneeling on the grass of the football field, blue Graduation gown the only thing protecting her JJ House designer dress from stains, and her heels starting to sink into the dirt.

"Grad-u-lates Pauli," Ellie said, carefully, with a toothy smile and her happy bright blue eyes. Her little arms went up, hands grabbing at the air. "Uppies?"

It's a Paulina/Danny raise baby Danielle in Gotham fic idk if it's going to go anywhere but I find it cute to think about.

6) Soul dreams were a safe place, at least they were usually. A neutral place where souls met to bring each other into their lives. How the soul dream took shape depended on who was asleep first, and was still asleep when the other joined them.

I hit a self doubt wall with my first soulmate fic, I wanted to analyze Jazz's sense of responsibility towards Danny and her tendency to treating him as a child even while acknowledging he's a teenager. I also wanted to analyze Dick's relationships with his own siblings once I picked him as Jazz's soulmate for this fic. I'm not sure if I should go back to my notes and try again or if I should give up on it entirely for a different soulmate fic.

7) I'm not sure if cleaning the Fenton house was a good idea anymore. Jasmine Fenton sat on the couch in front of me, her hands clasped together and a strange look on her face.

My self instert fic has hit a wall so hard I decided I am going to change it completely. I tried I struggled and I had no idea what I was doing. Here's the last I had for it as it is now though.

Okay! So there's my 7 current WIPs sorta. I haven't had the heart to actually remove anything from my list of projects even though I'm done trying to write for some of them. I did my best though! And I'm proud of what I learn every time I try something new.

I think I'm supposed to tag other people to play too so I guess I'll tag @faeriekit @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @evandarya @spooky-fm @p0ssym1lker

Okay I'm not brave enough to tag more people in a silly game, maybe next time. I'd like to thank @weirdfishy for tagging me, sorry it took me so long to make play too! This was fun once I stopped over thinking it.

[jus-a-lil-mouse]

A quick rundown of everyone’s Guardian Characters for Shugo Phantom, my and @this-is-z-art-blog ‘s DP x Shugo Chara crossover. For @crossoverdanuary Day 5: Shell! (Because eggs have shells. It’s a stretch, I know)

DANNY

Lune - Danny’s first Guardian Character. A put-together little nerd. Lune is very smart, and loves astronomy and physics. Born of Danny’s love of learning and desire to be an astronaut.

Soul - Danny’s second Guardian Character. An outgoing superhero character. He’s born of Danny’s desire to be helpful and brave enough to do the right thing!

SAM

Blossom - A sweet, laid-back hippie who loves flowers. She is born of Sam’s passion for the environment. They aim to stand up for those who can’t stand up for themselves.

TUCKER

Jameson - A very technologically savvy James Bond-type spy. He was born of Tucker’s desire to be charismatic, clever, and talented. Jameson is cool and collected, unless there’s fancy tech around!

KWAN

Prose - A cozy knit sweater kinda guy! He’s very gentle and kind, and enjoys reading books. Born of Kwan’s love of reading and desire to be a gentle giant. He uses big words and loves to talk.

VALERIE

Clementine - Val’s first Guardian Character. A fashionable and popular gal! She was born of Val’s desire to be liked. When Val is rejected by her friend group, Clem returns to her egg while Val focuses on her other goals. Once she re-hatches, she is born of Val’s desire to like herself, so she’s Val’s biggest hype girl.

Red - Val’s second Guardian Character. Cool and serious, and very determined. She gets along well with Jameson. She is responsible and is born of Val’s desire to be more mature and “adult”.

STAR

Selenia - A studious scientist. Born of Star’s love of learning and desire to be a chemist. Very smart and gets along well with Lune! She knows most things but excels at chemistry.

DANI

Sol - Dani’s first Guardian Character, born of Dani’s desire to be Vlad’s perfect daughter. Sol’s personality changes and grows as Dani realizes the perfect daughter for Vlad is who she is on the inside and not who Vlad wants her to be.

Lun - Dani’s second Guardian Character. Born of Dani’s desire to be a little gremlin and also a little hero, Lun is stubborn and headstrong. Takes a lot after Danny because Dani really respects and adores him.

DASH

Jonas - Just a cutesy little pop singer! Very sweet and affectionate, often singing little nonsense songs. Born of Dash’s love of “girly” things, and his desire to be unashamedly himself (and loved for it).

PAULINA

Reina - Born of Paulina’s desire to be a princess. Fortunately for Paulina, Reina always expects to get what she wants. Unfortunately for Paulina, Reina also knows that a princess is polite, respectful, and responsible. They often argue but have similar tastes in everything.

EMBER

Solo - An intense rocker who is determined to get the world dancing and singing! She is born of Ember’s love of singing and wants the whole world to be able to hear Ember’s voice!

[wearelondonhq]

(ray) welcome to london, JOANNA BETH “JO” HARVELLE! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like CAMILA MORRONE? well, no matter, we hear that you are 35 and working as a BARTENDER. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from SUPERNATURAL and have a tendency to be CONFIDENT as well as EMOTIONAL. 

(ray) welcome to london, KIRBY REED! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like PAULINA SINGER? well, no matter, we hear that you are 32 and working as a DETECTIVE. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from SCREAM and have a tendency to be QUIRKY as well as SASSY. 

(ray) welcome to london, CASSIE LANG! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like KATHRYN NEWTON? well, no matter, we hear that you are 25 and working as an INTERN. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories from MARVEL and have a tendency to be INTELLIGENT as well as NAIVE. 

(ray) welcome to london, GWENDOLYNE “GWEN” STACY! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like EMMA STONE? well, no matter, we hear that you are 22 and working as a SCIENTIST. we also hear that you currently HAVE SOME OF your memories from MARVEL and have a tendency to be RESPONSIBLE as well as AWKWARD. 

— WELCOME TO LONDON, jo harvelle, kirby reed, cassie lang & gwen stacy! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome ray, please be sure to follow our checklist here! ** aemma ( hotd ), ciri ( the witcher ), daeron targaryen ( hotd ), jaehaera targaryen ( hotd ), kimiko ( the boys ), laena velaryon ( hotd ), sansa stark ( got ) & viserys targaryen ii ( hotd ) are reopened

[marywheeler]

☆ﾟ.*・ ◞ ——— is that mary wheeler on bourbon street ? the  27 year old werewolf (appalachian mountains pack) who stays in the garden district ?  they are notoriously known for being clever, outspoken but also dishonest, cruel. which is probably why they are considered the deceptive around town. 

𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐒.

full name: mary grace wheeler / age: twenty seven. / gender: female/ pronouns: she, her / species: werewolf / sexuality: heterosexual / occupation: doordasher / neighborhood: the garden district

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄.

faceclaim: paulina singer / hair color: brunette / eye color: brown / height: 5'7 /

𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘.

mother: cheryl kinsey-wheeler / father: bert wheeler, siblings: tbd

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘.

label: the deceptive / / moral alignment: chaotic evil Temperamental, egotistical, deceitful, always takes things too far. Forward and brash. Definite love bomber. She doesn't like to be bored, and will stab anyone in the back if it means she'll be entertained.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.

Introducing Mary Wheeler, a born trouble maker raised in the sticks of a West Virginia mountain town. With a cop father and a mother who spent all her time volunteering at the church, Mary was mostly left to her own devices.

Her mother was aware of the werewolf gene she carried (hence the hours of finding peace with God), but tried to shield Mary from the truth.

Even as a child she enjoyed stirring the pot. She required being the center of attention no matter what light she was cast in, and wouldn't let up no matter the consequences. She chalked it up to her star shining just so brightly.

She triggered her werewolf curse at 17, after pushing her boyfriend's head into a miter saw. This was framed as an accident, of course, but the biggest lesson she took away was how easy it was to make her problems disappear.

After the funeral she was sent to live with her cousins in the pack, and it didn't take long for her to start experimenting with new ways to wreak havoc.

Mary lives at the heart of the rumor mill, and figured out pretty quickly what good ammunition juicy secrets make. She's good at earning trust (or at least, what she perceives as trust) and spinning lies.

Frankly diabolical.

After managing to piss off nearly every person in her pack, she's taking a break from her home and doing what she does best - only worrying about herself.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓.

Mary's come to New Orleans to start fresh. Ish. She's not changing her behavior, just her scenery. She is still up to her petty, drama seeking ways, but that was a given. There's no one better to be than herself. (:

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒?

Roommate - someone she definitely owes rent money to. And groceries. And a new couch.

Friend of a Friend - someone who knows her through the grape vine (possibly her pack?), and is up to speed with her level of fuckery.