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lutrainman · 1 year

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Been wanting to create some quick profile pics, but I haven’t really fleshed out all main and supporting and chatizens. For now, I’ll give you the main. Still haven’t gotten all the other chatizen profiles done. Nor do I plan to in the future.

warning lots of profiles to skim through. Not all of them are fleshed out.

Terrence E. Coyote (middle name Egnacio)

ChibiRoom handle: Techy-mancer2772

Age: 25

Species: Anthro Coyote? (his dad hasn’t confirmed if he’s part wolf)

Close colleagues call him Terry. His friend Rev will call him Ter (pronounced Tear, as in “tear it all up”). Youngest prodigy in science and engineering. Already 2 PhD and current researching scientist at Acme Technical University. Has been going through a shut-in gremlin phase about 4~6 months ago.

He just finished up his last contract deal that has freed him from college debt, especially after the debacle involving an undergraduate intern. So he’s gone into a pseudo-gremlin mode by indulging in all of the nerdy stuff he’s deprived himself of; including anime, cartoons, shows, movies and video games, personal sci-fi prop making, reading books, comics, graphic novels, and going to sci-fi or comic conventions.

Terrence is an introvert by choice and isn’t very social. So he’s socially awkward, and tries to hide it behind a professional facade. Unfortunately, he comes off as standoffish, aloof, and a bit arrogant. Only because he holds himself to a high standard in the pursuit of science and using science for good things. Has a few inventions and breakthroughs tied to him. But he’s best known to be a collaborator, despite how obsessive he is with research and the details.

Joined “Retro-tech” chibiroom since he has grown up retro-fitting or making old tech work.

Creon Gilead

Age: 24 (going on 25 eventually)

Species:Publicly Human. Latent Mutant status hidden for now

Sous-chef and assistant manager to the Leghorn building cafe that she started when she first worked as a barista at the coffee bar. Also overworks a lot with side hustles, her main job, and community/volunteer work. Loves motorsports, hover-board racing, roller skating.

Adrenaline junkie and adventurous. Quite reckless and has a YOLO mentality. She tries to keep an open mind to new experiences. She’s multi-lingual due to her life experience and time in the military, and living in the Crater. Her life hasn’t been kind, and she is both lucky and unlucky with whatever wild scenarios that happen near her. Creon is a glass-half-full type of girl who always strives to be the best version of herself. Which means doing her best to be kind in a cruel world.

Despite trying to be honest and true, she’s a bit cagey about her past. Nearly abstained from dating/romance for 2 years. Until Terry literally fell into her lap one night on the train. She’s unaware that the chatizens of the Retro-tech Chibiroom refer to her as “Snow White.”

Revel R. Runner (middle name Reginald)

Age: 24

Species: Anthro Roadrunner

One of the undergrad students who got lucky with interning under Terrence, despite Terrence’s vehemence against taking on another intern. Goes by Rev most of the time. He prefers it. Rev was the only one to pull Terrence out of his shell, most of the times. Rev is the only one who can keep up with Terrence, or at least understand him when they work together. And Terrence is able to keep up with Rev’s speed-talking. Rev has made it his mission to keep Terrence from becoming a cyborg in the possible future. Rev thinks Terrence needs to live a little and not let science be the sole reason for existence. Also works as a researching scientist and engineer alongside Terry.

Alex Bunny

ChibiRoom handle: Black-Ace-Kazma

Age: 24

Species: Anthro Bunny

Works as one of the personal trainers and instructors at the Acme Tech campus gym and recreation center. Later on, Alex will become Terrence’s personal fitness coach. Also someone who likes to watch really old school movies or films. He’s a martial arts nut so he has an old collection of Kung-fu film dvd/blu-ray sets. These were passed down from either an old relative or grandfather. Some even on VHS cassettes. So Alex also knows how to use antique projectors, VHS, DVD & Blu-ray players. Later on, Alex will figure out Techy-mancer and Terry are the same, but won’t reveal this at all. He silently enjoys the shitshow and continues to encourage Terrence with the pursuit of personal and physical growth. Alex sometimes does some stunt work for films or tv.

Lexi Bunny

ChibiRoom handle: Loola_Honey55

Age: 23

Species: Anthro Bunny (distant cousin to Alex Bunny)

One of Creon’s besties. Met Creon when they were both auditioning for TV extras. Marketing Research specialist for a fashion company that caters to anthros. Lexi is gregarious, ambitious, and quite bubbly. But Lexi can also be ambitious, hard-working, and introspective when she needs to be. On spare time she takes care of her plants, tiny garden, and streams playing video games. She’s also a fashionista who likes to take thrift-store clothes and fix/spruce them up for herself. Lexi joined chibiroom asking for advice on integrating old consoles, emulators, or stream setup. But mostly the video games, since she likes to explore old-school games ranging from late 90s, and early 2000s. Plus, she likes some of the older consoles and games.

Ripley R Runner (middle name Roland)

ChibiRoom handle: RippingW!r3z226

Age: 22

Species: Anthro Roadrunner

Rev’s younger brother. Moderator of the Retro-Tech Chibiroom. Actually working on his own apps and software in spare time. Secretly wants to get approval from dad and take over family business. Due to a lot of time in the Retro-tech chibiroom, he’s made a few programs, mods, and even inventions to help the group. Has tested them out. Lexi was the first guinea pig to test out programs or plugins for her stream and video game setup. Rip may seem slow-speaking, quiet, and aloof, but he’s just as smart as his big brother. Maybe even smarter, especially in certain departments. Rip has that perfect balance of being business savvy, entrepreneur, and software engineer and inventor.

Tina Russo

Age: 26

Species: Anthro Duck

Another one of Creon’s besties. Met Lexi through Creon. They too are besties. Tina is down-to-earth, blunt, feisty, and street-smart. Tina can be brutally honest, especially during the early days of befriending Creon. It’s thanks to Tina that Creon started developing a no-nonsense attitude and was able to set boundaries for herself. Family came from Italian immigrants. Does construction work in modular housing. Has always liked building stuff as a kid. Helped her dad out a lot in his plumbing and handyman work. Has a degree in architecture. Transferred to Acmetropolis from home in New Jersey to work with a real estate company that is undertaking a city renovation project.

Daniel Duck

ChibiRoom Handle: Duck_Dodgers_livedangerous

Age: 24

Species: Anthro Duck

Is kind of a pessimist and a conspiracy nut. He’s really paranoid about how the government is using current technology as surveillance. A bit short-tempered and comes off as delusional or egotistical. Deep down he’s just a lonely, insecure guy who got done dirty by the child foster system. So he’s had to grow up a bit street-smart and cynical. The “Retro-tech” chibiroom is the only place he sometimes finds solace in and the first place he consults in regards to retrofitting some old gadgets to work. That and he’s kind of a lonely duck trying to cope with his unfulfilling mundane life.

Samuel D Tazman (middle name Denver)

ChibiRoom handle: Slam-Taztic-devil

Age: 28

Species: Anthro Tazmanian Devil

A local wrestler who works in construction work and welding during the day. Sam is actually chill and respectfully polite in real life, which tends to clash with other people’s perception of Tasmanian Devils. Sam is very fond of good food and happens to know which local food venues are best. Joined “Retro-tech” chibiroom for adapting some tech for his big hands.

Oberon_Maestro67 (chatizen)

Species: Human

A music enthusiast, musician, and loves performing or going to music concerts. Absolutely hates the idea of AI music overtaking normal organic music. Has offered a lot of audio tech integration advice and music recommendations.

T!meSk!pper136 (chatizen)

Species: Human

About high-school senior who’s kind of lonely but loves making models and gunpla or making robots for bot-fighting. Lives with grandpa, who is an acclaimed professor and expert on theoretical physics and time. For now, he takes solace in the Retro-tech chibiroom.

Sylphair375 (chatizen)

Species: Human

A bitter, pessimist who seems to like being a naysayer and bringing up the worst case scenario. Is actually a recovering athlete who is bitter about how his athlete career barely started after a bad accident and injury.

Cloudy-chance-185 (chatizen)

Species: human

Currently a news anchor intern working under Misty DeBreeze. Actually went to school to study weather and meteorology. Part of a small collective of volunteer weather watchers collecting local weather data for climate change studies.

Massivechad305 (chatizen)

Species: human

Just a guy trying to go straight while living on parole. Had been jailed for some time for burglary. Participating in a new parole rehab program which was experimental and difficult. Joined chibiroom to get help and resources for retro-fitting tech that accommodated his size. Doing odd-end jobs here and there. Training to get a welding license.

Wac-gran20K (chatizen)

Species: human

Creon’s next-door neighbor, enjoying her well-earned retirement with her pet canary, Tweety. She’s already aware that Creon is “Snow White” that everyone in the Retro-tech Chibiroom chat likes to talk about. She just chooses to not reveal this secret and just watch the drama unfold. Granny is the definition of “sweet little old lady.”

Yeah there are other side characters, like Zadavia and others who are also chatizens or just regular citizens living normal lives. But I don’t think I’ll get into them now.

#loonatics unleashed #lutrainman #tech e coyote #creon gilead #ace bunny #rev runner #lexi bunny #danger duck #slam tasmanian #rip runner #tina russo #the looney toons show #character profile

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stargazeraldroth · 1 year

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Choco Cone Cookie AU

So I came up with a Cookie Run AU a few days ago, and... I’m gonna talk about it here, but the idea is- it’s not stupid, I think it’s very interesting (because I’m an AU nerd), but it might come across as dumb to others. I call it the Choco Cone AU.

So basically, the premise of this AU was a part of my “Dark Chocoverse” brainrot where I imagined Dark Choco Cookie in different roles for characters. One of these roles was him being in Strawberry Crepe Cookie’s place, where he’s associated with Wafflebots and is the initially unnamed Cookie the crew meets in the Vanilla Kingdom. And then I started building more onto this idea because I was hyperfixating on the theme of Strawberry Crepe Cookie’s character, which a cyborg-like character who does all these analysis things and techy stuff and yeah.

For the most part, the AU’s been kinda comical. I’ve been talking about it with friend, who I share just about all of my brainrot with, and there’s been more comical scenes than angsty ones, which is a new record for me I think. Like, the scene we just talked about today was a Licorice Oozling getting loose in the Black Citadel thanks to Dark Choco Cookie, and how he’s trying to track it down and catch it before the others find out.

I’m also trying to figure out the backstory/lore for this AU. Like how Dark Choco Cookie ended up in the Vanilla Kingdom and how he ended up fused with these Wafflebot parts, becoming a cyborg and all. The current thing I’m going with is that he suffered some kind of tragic accident and needed life-saving surgery, as he lost limbs. And, at least in this AU, not even Pure Vanilla Cookie’s miracle magic can reattach lost limbs. Maybe the accident in question, if I keep this plotline, could be related to the Dark Flour War with everything going on.

As a result of the accident in question and the spell that sealed away the Vanilla Kingdom, Dark Choco Cookie suffered total amnesia. He remembered basic knowledge and stuff, but he forgot everything about who he was, including his name and where he comes from. But he did still remember that he was a Cookie. There are moments where he can experience deja vu related to his past, such as the licorice smell coming from Licorice Cookie (and probably his name alone tbh) and Dark Enchantress Cookie. He doesn’t know WHY he gets this sense of deja vu and longing, but he does, and it can be pretty distracting at times.

Now, this AU doesn’t get rid of Strawberry Crepe Cookie entirely. The skrunkly still exists in this AU. I don’t really know how I’m going to implement them into the story/setting, but the idea I got not too long ago was that Strawberry Crepe Cookie found Dark Choco Cookie and they’re kinda like a little found family. Obviously this leads to some conflict come Cookie Odyssey and Dark Cacao Cookie finds out that his son is, in fact, still alive. Pretty much hasn’t aged a day and didn’t even know Dark Cacao Cookie or the Dark Cacao Kingdom existed prior to the Council of Heroes, but that’s a topic for another day!

Like, Dark Choco Cookie’s character here isn’t a carbon copy of Strawberry Crepe Cookie. That’s not what I want. Unlike Strawberry Crepe Cookie, who seems to have known how to navigate Wafflebots and data from the moment they gained awareness, Dark Choco Cookie has no idea what is going on. The kid even designed a similar headset for him, one based on the Choco Cone Lancers, and he’s just looking at the data stream like (:D)

At the same time, Dark Choco Cookie’s cluelessness when it comes to technology isn’t solely played for laughs and he’s not just additional comic relief in the AU. Here, he’d be a much stronger opponent than Strawberry Crepe Cookie, especially in terms of the lore and what the boss battle was like from a lore perspective. Because although his brain memory is gone, his muscle (dough?) memory is still there, and he’s an experienced fighter. In this AU’s storyline, Strawberry Crepe Cookie would run to Dark Choco Cookie and be a little tattletale on GingerBrave and friends, and then they’d fight for that reason. Like, what I’m picturing is Dark Choco Cookie holding like a laser cannon and aiming it at the main crew, despite 4/5 (4/6 if you count Healer Cookie) being literal children.

Btw, the name of the AU comes from Dark Choco Cookie’s amnesiac alias, which is literally “Choco Cone Cookie”. He and Strawberry Crepe Cookie could tell that he has a high chocolate count in his dough, and since Strawberry Crepe gave him the similar headset, he took the name “Choco Cone Cookie” after the Wafflebots.

I might write more about this AU and elaborate on it some, maybe even actually write something or draw something (I’d say you can count more on the writing part), and yeah. That’s about it for now.

#cookie run kingdom au #cookie run au #canon character au #choco cone cookie au #dark choco cookie au #i imagine dark choco cookie to be a teenager in this au #like when he's allowed to exist again #but given his amnesia he doesn't know how to act his age #so he's a bit childish at times #makes him get along great with strawberry crepe cookie #pure vanilla cookie does tell him his real name but not much else #not because he doesn't want him to know #but because he knows once he says anything about his origins dark choco will be off #and he can't follow him because he has a nation to rebuild #and dark choco will get himself killed #buttercream posts #buttercreamistasty cookie run posts

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blindbeta · 4 years

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Hey! I saw the post you answered about echolocation as a way to avoid writing canes, but I was wondering what you think of a character using a cane and echolocation at the same time? For things like knowing how big the room is or if there are large obstacles, get a feeling for the buildings in a street, etc. The cane would be their main mobility aid, along with sighted guides, but echolocation is a tool in their arsenal. Thank you!

Hi nonnie! Thank you for this question. It is a good one. You all come up with good questions. :)

First, here is the post anon is talking about. I would suggest reading the notes as well because some good discussions occurred. Check the notes of this current post as well, because I’m not as familiar with this topic and someone might be able to discuss it from more experience than I can.

I am working on a post about blind tropes I’m tired of, and that aren’t necessarily bad, but potentially bad if used for bad purposes, such as to avoid writing about canes or guide animals fir navigation. And how to possibly do them BETTER. Echolocation is one of the things I want to cover.

Why Do I Dislike the Echolocation Trope?

It’s overused and boring. Can it be done well and in an interesting way? Yes. Do people normally make it interesting? No.

The majority of things I see on echolocation are like “this character is blind and uses echolocation to SEE.” That’s it. That’s the skill the character has. It is also usually used to avoid writing about canes or guides dogs, or used in weird ways, like allowing characters to locate or ‘see’ things they would not be able to see with the echolocation method.

Obviously, you aren’t doing that. You’ve done your research and you understand that canes are important and provide a specific function that echolocation cannot fill. This includes interacting with their environment to map it out and remember it better, using stairs and escalators, feeling cracks or obstacles on the ground, signaling to drivers or other people that you cannot see well (this is essential when crossing the street).

Echolocation is just something people think blind people use regularly and that is not the case. It can be hard to learn and someone would have to already be able to use a cane before learning to use it. It requires good hearing and probably wouldn’t work in a crowded, noisy area. Rain and snow may hinder echolocation as well.

So Echolocation Has No Use?

Not necessarily. I just want to stress the trope is way too common for the extent that it is used in the blind community.

Here are a few ways I know people use active and passive echolocation:

-listening for the amount of echo in a room. A convention hall is going to sound way different from a small classroom. The amount of echo can also tell someone if there are things on the walls (such as posters or shelves with knickknacks) because empty walls sound more echo-y.

-The tap method for white canes. This can be seen as a kind of echolocation, although I think people mostly think of making click sounds. This can give a good idea of your surroundings, although it may not work if there is a lot of noise, and in my opinion, and the tap method can get tiring to use for a long time (although I suppose people who favor it get used to it). I don’t think this method is used all the time though.

What About Toph?

I guess Toph’s thing would be considered echolocation? Yes, I like Toph. Her ability is fun and even common in her world. She just took a tool she had and refined it to her needs. A blind blogger even wrote a post about Toph which you can find here.

Here is the part I find relevant to this discussion:

Also, even in an AU with bending, I think Toph would like the advantage of tapping her cane to create a stronger, more distinct vibration than a small shifting of her weight on her feet. It would have more control.

Where I Would Rather See Echolocation

There are places where I would prefer to see echolocation despite not being jazzed about the trope.

Non-human characters!

- sea creatures/half sea creatures who use echolocation in real life

- mermaids!

- animals or half animal characters who use echolocation in real life

- robots, cyborgs, or other similar characters

I’m okay with these because 1) characters who live in the sea might not be able to use a cane effectively and 2) some animals already have a precedent of being able to use echolocation, thus making them believably able to use it (although if they are able to hold a cane, echolocation should not replace white cane use).

I am also more open to robots and similar characters using echolocation because the techy side of them makes it more believable, especially since in order for it to be useful, it would need to be beyond human levels of echolocation. Which are currently not that great. Canes should also be used, at least in my opinion.

I bring this up because your questions were about echolocation being used “For things like knowing how big the room is or if there are large obstacles, get a feeling for the buildings in a street, etc”. This is an interesting way to think about echolocation, as these things would be out of reach of a cane and a person would certainly want to know about them.

To be honest, I don’t know if real echolocation is this good when done by humans. Thst’s why I suggest non-human characters use it. Also, just because you know the shape and size of something there does not mean you can tell what that object is.

However, I feel like instead of wanting to know about objects so far away, most people want to know about things they can run into that their cane cannot detect. This would include anything that is above the ground.

Sunu Bands and Sonar Canes

If you’re really interested in writing this with a human character, I would suggest researching the SUNU Band. It was co-created by a man with low vision, Fernando Albertorio, which I could only find in one video, which is concerning. For some reason I couldn’t find much about the creators, not that I need info they aren’t comfortable with. I personally feel that it is important to highlight blind inventors.

Here is the video

The creator describes it as providing information where a person turns their wrist in a specific direction. The band can give them an idea about objects or obstacles there. The band has an inside setting (with shorter range) and an outside setting (with longer range). He describes it as being useful for avoiding objects like branches that a cane cannot find, or a sign post a cane might miss.

The Sunu Band website is here.

It describes the Sunu Band as being useful for avoiding injuries to the upper body. I feel this is the most useful part of this kind of tool. While it is good to know how big a room is and where buildings are, I am more concerned with getting hit in the face by a tree branch lol. I have used this device myself and it can be hard to get angles right and understand the vibrations. However, I think it is a good device to have, especially because it can reduce injuries or maybe help you locate something you’re searching for, like a water fountain you know is there.

This type of technology is not meant to replace a cane or a guide dog and is even supposed to be worn on the wrist that isn’t using the cane (probably so you can turn your wrist more easily?)

This cool review pointed out the usefulness of this product when standing in lines because you can know when to move up. The review also has practical demonstrations of using the band indoors. You can watch it here.

Another review by the same channel is also helpful.

The channel also mentions one can distinguish moving objects from stagnant objects by the duration of the vibrations.

There are lots of canes that have similar functions, although I prefer a regular cane. If I’m going to use anything else, it would be a Sunu Band. These laser or sonar canes have, according to my research, been around since the 80s and are still in articles today. However, while I haven’t used one myself, I feel more interested in the apps they come with than the actual cane. I would rather my cane find objects than use this technology to avoid them and I wonder how good the range is, vertically, if the detection comes from a cane. Lastly, I’m sure these are very expensive, sensitive to extreme temperatures, not water proof, and harder to replace than a regular cane. At least, according to a few reviews I found for the WeWalk cane. Although their app sounds extremely useful.

So, if you want to use these for your story, it would probably be more realistic. Unless these or similar devices are what you were talking about, in which case I hope this helps.

If you have more questions or wanted to expand on this question, let me know.

Honestly, I feel out of my depth here. If anyone else wants to talk about their experiences with echolocation or any of the above devices, please share. Honestly, some tropes are a little more specific in how or why they don’t work and how or when they do work. I tried to show that here. As with anything, variety can help. If you feel a bit iffy on whether a trope will work, adding other blind characters with different experiences will do wonders, especially because most of these issues stem from stereotypes or myths.

#blind #accessibility for the blind #echolocation

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themadauthorshatter · 3 years

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Time to jump back into the fray!!

If you haven't read the first three parts, feel free to catch up, here, here, and here

Quick recap time, like really quick because Part 3 was purposely meant to be chill: Charles is suspended for breaking rank, and so his ribs can heal(that fail text would absolutely call Henry fat, and you can't prove me wrong). Henry and the Toppats, however, have noticed and pieced together that since Charles took the sapphire, he have had a hand in hiding it.

With that out of the way, LET'S GO CHECK ON CHARLES!!!!

Our pilot friend is still on that phone call with Henry, though he walks into his bedroom to take the call.

"Charles? You still there?"

"What do you want?"

"Is that anyway to talk to a friend?" Henry asks as he sits back in his chair.

"We are not friends," Charles growls. "Tell me what you want, or I'm hanging up."

"I can always call you back."

To test that theory, Charles hangs up.

True to his word, Henry calls back.

Charles rolls his eyes and shakes his hands to get the nerves put; remember, Henry was dangerously close to killing him, so he is terrified to answer his phone.

"That was just rude," Henry barks.

"I'll do it again. Watch."

"Ah, ah, ah, I really wouldn't do that, if I were you," Henry replies, though TV perspective we'd see Charles go to hang up again.

"Why not?"

"Because, as far as we both know, you're the only one between us and the sapphire and I'm the only one keeping you safe on that planet down there."

Charles gets a cold sweat and checks on the twins before returning to the conversation. "What are you saying?"

Henry sits back in his chair, making a note to PERSONALLY thank Burt and the other techies who hacked Charles's phone and made it possible to track him.

"Everyone's really upset about that trick you pulled the other night. Sneaky as it was, we found out about the sapphire first, so finders keepers."

Charles smirks and leans against the wall. "But you can't take it back. We hid it, and you're not getting it."

"Not yet."

Those too words stop Charles from celebrating his small victory further.

"We may not know where it is, but you do."

Charles puts the pieces together and struggles to keep his composure.

He may be able to call the army, but, remember, he's been hacked. They can stop that call. And even if he does call for help, the toppats can just beam him into the station anyway.

I should probably mention that Charles does not know he's been hacked.

Back on track, and in the orbital station, Henry smiles and chuckles as Charles is speechless and unable to form words.

"I'll see you soon, Charlie."

With that, Henry hangs up and leaves Charles pale and in a cold sweat.

He doesn't know where the sapphire is exactly, but the twins do.

Speaking of the twins, Calvin looks through the pantry and groans, voicing his disdain when Charles leaves his room, the pilot having thrown on some jeans and coat before leaving with his headset.

"You have absolutely nothing to eat here."

"We'll go shopping later, now get your shoes on, you two. We have to leave," Charles says as he puts on his own boots.

Both Calvin and Konrad exchange glances. "Why?"

Charles looks at them both, eyes wide and a small amount of sweat gathering at his forehead.

"They know."

They saddle up and head out, Charles driving because he's the oldest, and just really needs to calm down so he can think; driving or piloting in general is somewhat of a coping mechanism for him.

All three are silent as they head out, though Konrad breaks the silence after a little while.

"Where are we going?"

Both only get more tense when Charles remains silent for a moment.

With a deep breath, though, Charles speaks up.

"I'm dropping you two off at the base."

"Why?" Calvin asks before asking the REAL burning question. "Who was it that called earlier?"

Charles bites his tongue and tightens his grip on the steering wheel. "Guess."

Calvin shudders as he stares out the window, but Konrad groans.

"What is that creep's deal? What'd you do to piss him off!?"

"All I did was take the sapphire," Charles explains, edgy like a kid wrongly accused of stealing. "I mean, I did pilot when we tried taking down the airship, and we fought, but that's it."

The twins are quiet for the rest of the drive, which is great because Charles is formulating himself a plan.

Here's what he will not be doing and the reasons why:

He's going solo so neither of the twins get hurt. They know where the sapphire is, so if the Toppats and Henry get a hold of them, the operation's a bust; there are a lot of armories, but the twins know which one holds the sapphire.

He's not calling for back up because a lot of soldiers are still injured, and there needs to be a lot of hands on deck to keep that sapphire safe.

He hasn't told Galeforce and isn't going to because then he'll rally troops to help Charles, leaving the base with a slight decrease in arms should there be an attack.

The Government cannot afford another attack, and guess who would get blamed if there were a large amount of casualties and the sapphire getting stolen.

After a quiet drive, Charles drops off the twins and thanks them for spending time with him, and asks them to cover for him until he gets back.

"And when are you coming back?"

Charles doesn't really answer that, driving off instead, yelling back to them, "Stay safe!"

"We should be telling you that!" Calvin shouts back.

This attracts the attention of Rupert, who approaches as he rubs his shoulder; just a small training injury, don't worry.

"What's he doing out so late?"

"Laundry," Konrad replies as Calvin replies, "Groceries."

Rupert narrows his eyes and folds his arms over his chest.

"You know, Errands," Calvin shrugs.

"Didn't you two drive to his house?"

"Our car broke down."

"Then why'd he tell you to 'stay safe?'"

"We ran into some coyotes."

"Coyotes in the fall, while it's cold out?"

The twins tense up and eye each other before turning back to Rupert.

"What's that crazy bastard up to? And tell ne everything."

CUT TO CHARLES!!!!!

Charles is taking an off road and is sort of speeding, so it's a good thing there's no one else on the road with him.

Or so he thinks.

TV perspective, Charles drives and tries taking a few deep breaths to calm himself before a hand knocks on his window. A cybernetic hand.

He looks over and finds Right Hand Man next to him, giving a cheeky little wave.

The two get into a slam-off, where they slam into each other, Charles trying to get Right off him and Right trying to get Charles to crash.

When Right elbows the window, and breaks it, Charles arms himself and shoots, Right dropping slightly to avoid the bullet.

Charles continues to speed, and break the law, but Right keeps pace easily(damned cyborg, that's cheating😑).

When Right gets close enough to grab Charles, the pilot SLAMS on the brakes, making his pursuer rocket forward as his own vehicle screeches to a halt by some woods.

Charles pants in his seat as he watches Right fly off, upward, and turns back around towards him.

He leaves the car and runs into the woods, trying to run with injured ribs and with Right on his tail, who's switched to giving chase on foot.

From his place in the airship, Henry watches the two of them on a monitor, noting in his mind that Charles should've been smart and called for some kind of back up rather than be an altruist and gone alone.

On Earth, Charles hides behind a tree with Right ten or so feet away.

Charles gulps and takes another shot, just a warning to get Right off his back.

He gets a lazer beam in response, one he has to duck from in order to not get gaster blasted like the tree, with falls down in front of him(I've been watching a lot of Undertale stuff).

Henry sees this and shoots to his feet, quickly calling Right as he takes aim and approaches the tree stump.

"What?"

"What did I say about killing him!?" Henry snaps. "We need him alive!"

"One piece is still alive, 'Enry," Right snarls.

Charles quickly shoots at his ankle and knocks him down before running off again, much to Right's growing annoyance.

"Well, we need him in one piece AND alive. Bring him back tied up, gagged, and unconscious, if you have to," Henry barks.

"Consider it done,"/"With pleasure," Right replies as he stands back up and continues after Charles.

With Charles, he is literally trying his damndest to stay ahead and not get caught, knowing a city is coming up and all he needs is Right to stay away long enough for him to get there.

Too bad Right's cybernetic and has eternal stamina because of it.

Charles hides behind more trees and eventually finds himself accidentally falling done a hill and finding himself at the bottom of a canyon, which he is not happy with; must've taken a wrong turn.

He goes to turn back, but hides behind a rock or tree when Right jumps and super hero lands into the canyon.

You know those suspense sequences where the antagonist is searching for the person, who throws a rock or stone to get the antagonist distracted?

Charles does that, and Right follows the sound, much to his relief as he sighs.

RIGHT IS NOT STUPID ENOUGH TO FALL FOR THAT AND GRABS AND PICKS UP CHARLES BY HIS NECK.

You should probably mention that during the rumble, Charles messed up his ribs again and lost his gun.

"That was clever, kid, but it's not gonna help you."

Right's eye turns to a phone as he calls Henry.

"I've got 'im here for you."

Charles throws a kick into Right's jaw, but only ends up thrown into a tree to get him to stop moving.

"Hold still!"

Henry winces at the sudden shout, but smiles nonetheless. "Just hold onto him until you meet up with the others."

"On it."

Right's feet turn into a mini rocket, and he and Charles take off, toward the city.

Closer to it, though, Charles throws a kick into his stomach, which makes Right drop him on a skyscraper-esque building, completly on accident.

Charles tries to combat roll to a landing as best as hr can, but landing on his back, panting as he watches Right rocket a little far back. He groans when he sees Right turn around and turns onto his eblows and knees, holding his ribs as best as he can, so he's basically on his knees with his forehead against the roof as he holds his ribs; I've never broken or cracked my own ribs, but I'm imagining it hurts like a son of a bitch.

And it doesn't get better for Charles when a gun is held at his head.

"Don't move, if you know what's good for you."

Charles and Carol glare at each other, Charles noting she's accompanied by Sven, Ellie, and Right.

With another groan, he shakily stands up and raises his hands, exchanging glares between Ellie, Carol, and Right as Sven approaches him.

Charles goes to shove him back, but is grabbed from behind, a shove stomping on the back of his knee and making him fall down right on his ribs.

"Not bad, Reg," Right says with a nod.

Reginald replies with a whimper-groan sort of noise. "Using shackles to restrain someone and kidnapping. The government will have our heads."

"Let GO!" Charles snaps as he kicks at Reginald, who lets go because Charles may be little and a hovernment pilot, but he's scary.

Ellie solves that with a boot to his temple. "Carol, Sven, get his feet. We have to make sure he doesn't get himself killed on the way back."

Charles hisses through his teeth and struggles against his restraints. He kicks out from under Ellie and kicks Sven back before Right grabs the back of his collar and Ellie and Carol take hold of his arms and pull him to his feet, though Right does have to tie a rag in his mouth to keep him from biting.

"Remind me to find the dog a muzzle," Carol remarks.

"Burt, we've got him. Beam us up," Sven calls.

On the orbital station, Henry chuckles to himself because there is a huge number of ways the plan could have gone wrong.

Charles could have crashed.

A rib could have punctured his lung during his tumble.

Right could have incinerated him.

The tree could have fallen on him.

Charles could have fallen to his death.

All things considered, this was definitely the best case scenario.

"Hey, Henry?" Ellie asks in an ear piece Henry's wearing. "Meet us in Bay 7. We've got a surprise for you."

Happy birthday to me, he thinks to himself as he walks to meet them, though he's seriously fighting the urge to skip and get excited like a little kid.

With Charles, he's light headed and seeing stars from getting beamed for the first time and Sven releases his hands so he doesn't fall on his face.

"I know pilots can stand being in the air, but I didn't think you'd get nauseous from a quick 'pickup' from Earth."

Charles turns his head up in time to see Henry walk toward him and kneel down to his level, lifting his chin to both get a better look at him and so Charles can look back at him, better if he's seeing two Henry's at once.

Charles tries charging at him, but Carol and Ellie hold him back.

Upon noticing the rag, Henry gestures about it.

Reginald holds up his hand to reveal a mishap that happened during the trip up. "If you ever faced someone with sharp teeth like his, you'd do the same."

Henry scowls, but everyone's attention turns to Charles as he coughs into the rag, which begins to stain red.

Guess I spoke too soon.

They ask what they should do, caught in a momemt of panic, as they still hold a struggling Charles, who still wants to fight Henry, even though he's worse than how he started and on the verge of passing out.

As he drifts off, Henry looks back at and walks toward him, holding his chin again.

"Welcome to the Toppat Orbital Station, Charles."

Charles collapses and Henry stands and signs to Ellie and the others, 'Get him patched up and in a cell. I'll talk to him myself later.'

They nod and cart him off to the infirmary.

Henry, however, walks to his room. Once he gets there, he lets out a very shaky breath and almost falls face first into his desk before catching himself, laughing and crying simultaneously.

I genuinely hope you remembered that headcanon of Henry remembering the timelines, because he laughs in victory at retrieving Charles, but cries as well for the fact that he'd almost lost Charles again, though this time he shouldn't have to worry because there's no government destroyer and they're not fighting to take down the Toppat Clan.

This was longer than I thought it would be, but I hope you guys enjoyed!!!

#henry stickmin #ellie rose #charles calvin #toppat!henry #completing the mission #completing the mission au #slight bloof and gore tw #swearing tw

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thank-you-for-the-vampire-money · 5 years

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RED DAWN (Part 1- The Red Skulls)

Series Summary: The world is taken over by the Zola Virus, infecting people and turning them into zombies. You and your team join forces with the “Avengers” to find a way to stop the end of the world.

A/N: idk if this will be a one-shot series or a real series or a weird combination of both, but we’ll see

Steve x reader

Word count: 1377

Summary: You thought you were the only surviving humans left in Sokovia... guess not.

Warnings: end of the world, zombies, violence, gun use, mention injuries, standard apocalypse stuff

(GIF not mine)

It was eerily quiet. Normally there was at least the sounds of insects humming to fill the forest air. But here, it was silent. There were definitely some around here. “Get ready, they’re probably waiting for us, we can't let them catch us off guard,” you whispered to your team, loading your machine gun and tossing the extra ammo back into your utility belt.

Wanda’s hands twitched, sparking the eerie red glow from her fingertips as her brother, Pietro, got ready to run.

Dr. Strange pulled out his shotgun and loaded in the shells as quietly as he could, handing some to Okoye.

“No thank you, guns are too primitive,” she whispered confidently, spinning her souped-up spear and getting into ready-position.

A loud growling noise put you all on alert as you shot one of those infected, zombie freaks in the face. It all happened so quickly, none of you were ready for the zombie about to attack Carol.

She was quick to turn around, quickly blasting it through the neck with her advanced photon gun. Blood exploded all over her clothes as she turned her face away. Don't want to get infected with the Zola virus too, do you?

“AMBUSH!” you cried, seeing the tons of other zombies surrounding your team.

Everyone started shooting, aiming as well as they could for the head to kill them, despite the sudden jump into action. Wanda was using her mutant powers to throw them off other team members and make them explode mid-air, Pietro using his super-speed to slice through zombies before any of the creatures had a chance to fight back.

Okoye stabbed them through their faces, using the steel toes and spiked heels of her boots to crush their skulls. Carol was right beside her, using her photon blaster to implode the zombies/ heads off. Strange was by your back, using the sawed-off shotgun to shoot any Red Skulls that threatened to gang up on the other team members.

“There’s too many!” Pietro screamed, chopping one’s head off with one swift swipe of a machete.

“Keep going! We have to kill these bastards!” Okoye replied, going over to help him.

You took in the chaotic, wooded surroundings you all stood in, seeing the crowd of infected people circling around you, even climbing up the trees to jump and attack you.

“(Y/N)!” Strange yelled as one pounced on you, knocking you prone.

You tried to fight it off, but it’s mutated body was too strong. You couldn’t chop his head off, it was right over your face, and if any of that blood got into your mouth or eyes, you’d get infected too.

“Leave me behind! I’ll be bait! You go!” you screamed out to the others. It was better one dead than all. But your team didn’t listen; they weren’t going to leave a good man behind!

Out of nowhere, the zombie attacking you was chopped in half at the waist, the two halves falling apart to the ground. You looked up at your savior to see a man you didn’t recognize. Tall, blond, only one eye, carrying an ax.

“Need help?” he grinned, helping you up as he swung his ax to cut off the halved-zombie’s head. “Always go for the head,” he smirked, continuing to decapitate the swarm.

You grabbed your gun and started shooting, looking at the others to see that there were even more people you didn’t recognize had joined forces with you.

A man was shooting them from within the trees, using a bow and arrow as he swiftly hopped from branch to branch like a monkey. Another guy, in a techy-looking suit, was going around and blasting zombies as he flew like a jet.

There was a huge, green man, smashing and snapping zombies in half like twigs- hopefully, that meant he was a good guy.

A woman with bright red hair was shooting zombies in the face with her handguns, almost gracefully, like a ballerina, There was also someone next to her. It was a guy with a metal arm, shooting the freaks while calm as a cucumber as if he was on a relaxing bird watching trip.

Then… then there was the clear leader of the group, shooting zombies with a handgun in one hand, and decapitating zombies with a shield with the other hand. He used it like a frisbee, ninja star, flinging it across the sea of Red Skulls, mowing off their heads like grass.

“You! Blondie! Shoot the shield!” the man shouted at Carol as he crouched behind the red, white, and blue hunk of metal, “EVERYBODY ELSE, CLEAR OUT!”. His team started grabbing members of your team to get them out of the way.

Carol revved up the reactor gun, taking aim, and shooting at the star design at the center of his shield, ready to sacrifice herself in the blast-zone. But the man in the metal tech-suit swooped her off the ground before the photon charge hit the target.

The man barely moved as the sheer force of the blast echoed off his shield, ricocheting around the forest in a fiery orange glow. The gong-like sound pounded in your ears as you watched the zombies disintegrate into nothing but dust.

“Everyone okay?” The tech-suit dude asked, setting Carol back down on the ground, safe and sound.

“I think everyone is okay…” you nodded. The man with the shield nodded in agreement.

The big, green dude shrunk down into a normal-sized dude, putting his glasses back on. “That was the biggest swarm of Red Skulls I’ve ever seen!” he gasped, turning to you, “good thing we came in to help, otherwise you would have been minced meat!”.

“Thank you, we owe you our lives,” you said, subtly saluting the other team, “if you don’t mind, I’d like to know the names of my saviors,”.

The man with the shield stepped up. “I’m Steve, that’s my second in command, Bucky, our engineer, Tony, our scientist, Bruce…” he listed, pointing to the metal suit, green dude, and cyborg arm dude. He turned to the redhead, eyepatch guy, and bow and arrow dude. “That’s our stealth, Natasha, brute force, Thor, and stealth’s best friend, Clint,”.

“You got a whole team here,” you nodded, impressed, “this is Wanda, Pietro, Carol, Okoye, and Dr. Strange,” you said, gesturing to your team, “and I’m (Y/N),”.

“Wait, is he a real doctor?” Bruce asked, pointing to Strange, “we need one bad- we haven’t been able to find one that isn’t dead or occupied with other camps,”.

You stopped for a moment, ignoring his question. “Wait, wait, wait... camps? What do you mean, 'camps'?” you gasped, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Yeah, camps. Y’know, none-zombified, communities sharing supplies and communicating with other camps? ” Tony explained, the suit opening for him to just casually step out. He was a lot shorter than you thought he'd be.

“No, I know what camps are, but there’s one here in sokovia?” you asked, “we thought we were the only ones! We were on our way up to France to see if we could find another group of survivors,”.

“We thought we were the only ones after the virus started here,” Wanda said, stepping out from behind her twelve-minute-older brother, “we were the only ones able to prepare ourselves,”.

“You mean you’ve been here since the infection started? That was almost a year ago,” Bruce gasped, “how have you survived alone this long? With only six people?”.

“Yo’ only have seven people,” Pietro pointed out, native Sokovian accent coming through.

“Well… we have more people at base… that’s why we need a doctor,” Bruce sighed, "can you help us?".

You paused to think for a moment. Could you trust these people? Bandit gangs were reported to have come south to raid empty towns, they could be tricking you to rob you blind. “We’ll help you, in exchange for shelter as long as your patients are in Strange’s care,” you said. That seemed like a fair deal.

“Stay as long as you like,” Steve nodded, signaling his group to lead the way, “our trucks are just up the hill, but be careful- if there was one swarm of Red Skulls, there’s definitely another one waiting to attack,”.

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#red dawn #zombie apocalypse au #steve rogers au #steve rogers x reader #steve x reader #steve rogers #fantastic-fantasy-fanfics #flashing gif #tw: flashing gif

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askthelittleassistant · 6 years

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One Little Thing...

((ok so to preface this; this is going in two parts bc I started writing so much, and also just a little warning, there is a bit of blood in this so... yeah! I hope y’all enjoy the insanity!))

Shop felt weak, weaker than she’d ever felt in her ‘career’ under Dark. What was she doing?... She laid, sprawled out on the forest floor… How… how did this happen.

No one really remembered when the first humans had stumbled across the ego’s place of residence, but it wasn’t like anyone really cared in the first place. Since Shop and her friends Pi and King had come, not much had changed, aside Pi braving the neighboring septics to befriend the Doctor Shneeplestein, and a few other folks joining the ranks of humans among literal giants… aside that, everyone kept to themselves, though paths were constantly crossed, and greetings were always exchanged.

It was nice.

And that’s not to say any part of Shop’s life was growing mundane, no no, it was always quite the opposite really. But… something always felt… off. And the worst part of it all was she knew exactly what it was, but she was always too worried to bring it up to her rather… intense friend. If she could even be allowed to call Dark her friend…

There was the obvious change in his demeanor the more time Shop spent with Dark, which was a lot, though he always seemed to cling to the past rather than let himself change, and Shop always knew better than to test the limits and patience Dark was already going out on a limb to offer her. She was always grateful, no doubt, but both could tell the girl was not satisfied with just that, growing impatient, which would work in favor of her downfall…

It happened one particularly boring day as the egos wrapped up their meeting. Shop had taken to people watching, always being the last to leave the room with Dark always meant waving and saying goodbyes and good days to egos and friends. Doc and Sal would chitter on about different cases with a cheery response peppered in, Techie and Sam may or may not be in attendance, but whether or not the cyborg mechanic would be hiding in the room always makes for a fun challenge for Shop. King and Host, they always make sure to pass by the assistant to say goodbye, and sometimes invite her for some tea and lunch, to which sometimes Shop will say yes to, but not today. There was something on her mind, and she needed to clear the air.

“Do you care about me?” The initial react was one Shop figured she would get as she held back wincing at the ringing as it grew briefly, a sign that Shop came to learn meant Dark was confused, possibly thrown off guard.

“Excuse me?” He replied dryly, finishing with his papers and notes, not batting an eyelash in his assistant’s direction.

“Do you care about me?” Shop asked more confidently, her voice as clear as her intentions.

“What kind of question is that.” Dark snarked back, clearly uninterested in addressing something that’s plagued his thoughts for a while now, largely unbeknownst to Shop.

“It’s the easy kind, the kind you can answer. Honestly.” She stepped on the edge of a notecard as Dark went to grab it. He sighed, annoyed.

“Why do you need to know?”

“Because.”

“Tsk, that is not a good enough answer Shop, spit it out.”

“If I do will you tell me?”

“mayhaps I will.”

Shop scrunched her nose up, he was being difficult and vague again. Of course, getting her to beat around the bush until she gave up. But not today.

“It’s just… I know you tolerate me- “ “this is true,” “But I just… I see everyone else… and I can tell that they’re cared about, like, really cared for…”

“Well, it would seem you already answered your own question, you are tolerated and respected, what more could you want?” Dark wanted to shut Shop down as quick as he could.

“That’s not what I mean. You know that. I know you do… we watch the same group of people do stuff…” Shop spoke softly, and Dark rolled his eyes, pfft, as if that would be enough to persuade him to come forth. The answer is no. Dark was always observant, always keeping tabs on everyone and what they did.

“Shop, I think you should go rest- “

“And I think you should stop avoiding the question- “

“That is none of your concern.”

“Just TELL me!” Shop nearly cried out, growing more and more impatient as she stood at the edge of the table, as if to face off with Dark, who was grumbling to himself.

“You had said it yourself, I tolerate you. End of story. Now get off my papers and let us leave the conference room.” Dark grabbed the rest of his things, shoving them away before he stepped out, soon followed by a disgruntled girl, who was more determined than ever to find what he really thought…

Back in their room, Shop climbed up to the nightstand next to a desk, where Dark was, working away before he cleared his throat, well aware of what Shop was trying to accomplish.

“I will not answer your needlessly nonsensical question shop.” He lets his voice linger and hiss softly.

“Oh come on! No one else will hear you-!”

“I said NO, SHOP.” Dark booms suddenly, banging a fist down in frustration, his voice loud, yet low and aggressive. “WHY ARE YOU SO ADAMENT ABOUT THIS? You already know, why do you keep demanding I tell you?”

He looks down as the trembling girl, her hands balled up into fists. His cold eyes softening for a flicker before hardening again, unwilling to give her the satisfaction of winning their little ‘game.’

“Be-because…. I need to know…. For sure….” Shop managed to stutter out, shaking in fear of Dark’s anger, clenching her jaw in resentment for even asking him if he cared…

What followed seemed to be the longest silence in either one’s life, even the ever-present ringing had quieted down, adding to the unease of it all. For once, the two were at a stalemate, neither one really able to move without the other claiming checkmate over the situation.

“Excuse me.” Dark finally spoke, though his voice was quiet, almost as if he was choked up over the conundrum he found himself in as he pushed his chair out and walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him and leaving Shop to break down.

Why did she think this would be a good idea, she always knew he would never willingly give her a straight answer, but she so was tired of being tossed around and strung along with little certainty, and now it was all coming back to her in the ass. Not to mention all the pent-up emotions, all suddenly bubbling forth because she was alone.

Just as always.

Shop sat with her tears and thoughts for what seemed like forever, and when she finally calmed down, and Dark still hadn’t come back out, she made up her mind, not bothering with anything more as she climbed down and ran out the room in a blur, her tears filling her eyes once more as she half climbed, half raced down the stairs.

If she wouldn’t be treated like she should, then she would just leave. Seemed easier than trying to get through to Dark.

Of course, emotions always seemed to cloud Shop’s logical thought process, making her act on a whim. That was always something she meant to work on. Guess not today.

Shop stormed out the hall and down the corridor, passing a few egos who might’ve called out to her, thinking she would respond, but they would not get so much as a nod as Shop’s heart lurched as she stopped in front of the main doorway of the ego’s manor. She… she hadn’t been outside the manor, not since she’d come…

But her mind was made up, especially when she heard an aggressive shout call her name, ringing in her mind. Dark was coming, and in her rush, shop sprouted her wings and jumped up to the door knob, turning it with some effort, and swinging the door wide open as she pushed off and fell into a dive, flying towards the forest.

“SHOP? SHOP GET BACK HERE N O W.” Dark had screamed in her head; the good thing about having made a deal with her so long ago was that he had access to her mind. Of course, he didn’t bother peering into it all the time, since Shop was normally very vocal about her thoughts. But now, now he used it to try to stop her from running away, having been perplexed briefly when he no longer heard sobbing outside the bathroom door.

He ran out to the steps of the estate, the eyes of curious onlookers following him, not daring to speak up or question the situation. It was plain as day that something just happened, and that that something was not for them to interfere with.

Shop had never flown with so much room at her disposal, sure the manor had lots of room, and Shop could always make herself smaller to fit her needs, but it never felt quite right. Here though, in the forest, she could dip and dive, and more importantly, burn off the anger that had built up over the course of the day. No point in trying to fight fire with fire, she would just keep doing what she does and treat Dark with kindness and hope one day, he would learn from her.

Little did she know, he already had.

Someplace else, a certain bitchy glitch was practicing throwing knives at a crudely drawn dartboard he’d carved into a tree, grumbling about how unfair it was that Scheeplestein had kicked him out again for trying to mess with his little friend.

Maybe I can sneak in and fuck around with Dark and that Shop gal… Anti thought to himself with a chuckle. It was hard, but the few times he’d been able to sneak into the ego’s estate to mess with Dark and his assistant were always fond memories to him. That girl knew how to scream, that was for sure.

Anti was about to throw another knife when his eyes caught a glimpse of a flying object as it zipped by a few trees away from where he stood. Something about this figure intrigued him and he collected his knives, starting to follow in the direction he saw the creature fly off in...

#shop writes #tw: blood #tw: violence #g/t #giant tiny #gtmarkfanclub

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lunagalemaster · 7 years

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Danny Phantom Pairing Names

- FrDP has weird pairing names. I’ve seen a few lists floating about but they’ve either been incomplete or not up to date. One night, we were talking on the slack and one of said lists were brought up... and I may or may not have got annoyed at the organization of said list, made my own list, and then updated it.

This was the result of said mess. Enjoy, phandom!

(Updated as of April 17, 2018)

Organized Alphabetically Based On the First Ship Name in Each Section

Sections:

(M/F) Human Pairings [25 different combos]

(M/F) Human and Ghost Pairings [24]

(M/F) Ghost Pairings [14]

(M/M) Human Pairings [15]

(M/M) Human and Ghost Pairings [35]

(M/M) Ghost Pairings [14]

(F/F) All Pairings [23]

Poly Parings [21]

Misc Pairings [34]

All Pairings With Danny [77]*

All Pairings [204]

*I may have missed one or two of the Danny pairings. Excuse me if I did.

(Note: The first name is usually the more well known name for the pairing, and for the purposes of organization, halfas are being counted as humans. Original chart and names came from here (x). Many pairings names taken from this (x) fic. Other name changes/additions are from phandom conversations, private decisions for a new pairing name, and/or new, recent trends for pairing names).

WARNING: This is just a list of pairing names and whether I condone said pairings is irrelevant. That being said, some pairings listed may not make you comfortable. I am including all pairings for information purposes.

If you want to add any names or if there are some alternate names I’m missing, submit them to me, or message me directly. I will not be taking names in the tags anymore.

With that, I hope you guys enjoy!

(M/F) Human Pairings

Amethyst Ocean, Violet Haze, Fakeout-Makeout- Danny/Sam

Brains Over Brawn- Jazz/Dash

Carbon Copy Quarterback- Dani/Dash

Cloned Romantic– Dani/Tucker

Cream Cheese- Vlad/Dani

Dumb Founded- Dash/Sam

Gothic Vampire- Sam/Vlad

Gray Ghost- Valerie/Danny

Hunter Silly- Tucker/Valerie

Jock Goth- Kwan/Sam

Makeup Honor- Dash/Paulina

Misplaced Faith, Secret Disaster- Valerie/Vlad

Moronic Genius, Brain Cookies- Maddie/Jack

Phantom Satellite- Danny/Star

Psycho Cereal, Obsessive Meddler- Vlad/Jazz

Restrained Romance - Danny/Pamela

Pink Astronaut- Paulina/Danny

Sibling Secrets- Jazz/Danny

Sports Satellite- Kwan/Star

Spurned Affection- Vlad/Maddie

Sue Killer- Dani/Danny

Teacher's Pet- Lancer/Jazz

Techno Smarts-Tucker/Jazz

Twinkle Techno- Star/Tucker

Veggie Burger, Ghost's Absence- Tucker/Sam

(M/F) Human and Ghost Pairings

Circus Freaks- Freakshow/Lydia

Classic Cliche- Jazz/Ghostwriter

Dark Gray- Dan/Valerie

Evil Goth- Dan/Sam

Ghost Envy- Jazz/Freakshow

Ghostly Menu- Danny/Lunch Lady

Haunting Desire- Danny/Desiree

Mama’s Boy- (Romantic) Danny/Maddie

Maternal Instincts- (Paternal) Danny/Maddie

Misery Motivated- Vlad/Spectra

Oedipus Complex - Maddie/Dan

Pandora’s Ghost- Danny/Pandora

Phantom Dragon- Dorothea/Danny

Phantom Feline- Kitty/Danny

Phantom Rocker- Danny/Ember

Pitiful Delusion- Dark Danny/Paulina

Purple Prose- Ghostwriter/Sam

Phantom Psychology - Danny/Spectra

School Spirit- Spectra/Lancer

Techno Babble- Jazz/Technus

The Freak Behind Blue Eyes, Dark Fire- Ember/Freakshow

Timely Intelligence- Jazz/Clockwork

Young Bloodthirst – Dan/Dani

Young Love- Dani/Youngblood

(M/F) Ghost Pairings

Black Cat- Johnny 13/Kitty

Girl in the Tower, Timeless Love- Dora/Aragon

Guard Granter- Walker/Desiree

Hunter's Flame- Ember/Skulker

Insane Asylum- Walker/Spectra

Melancholy Assistance- Spectra/Bertrand

Night Sky, Destroyed Satellite- Dan/Star

Packaged Food- Box Ghost/Lunch Lady

Pirate Food- Youngblood/Box Lunch

Punk Poet- Ember/Ghostwriter

Punk Rock- Youngblood/Ember

Retro Movie Do- Poindexter/Dora

Talkative Treacherous– Technus/Desiree

Traps Desired- Desiree/Skulker

(M/M) Human Pairings

Badger Cereal- (Paternal) Vlad/Danny

Go Packers- Dash/Vlad

Lance Lancer- Lancer Thunder/Mr. Lancer

Literature Lovers- Danny/Lancer

Not So Useful Distraction- Kwan/Vlad

Nu Goth- Elliot(Gregor)/Danny

Pac Man- Jack/Vlad

Phantom Fumble- Danny/Kwan

Pitched Tent, Publicity Stunt- Danny/Freakshow

Pompous Pep, Endangered Species- (Romantic) Vlad/Danny

Quacker- Tucker/Kwan

Savant Par, CyberSpace- Danny / Tucker

Swagger Bishie, Locker Bruise, Teddy Ghost- Danny/Dash

The Wrong Sick- Danny/Jack

Tight End- Dash/Kwan

(M/M) Human and Ghost Pairings

Anonymity Park- Danny/Amorpho

Boxed Phantom- Danny/Box Ghost

Callous Query- Danny/Skulker

Cosmic Cyborg- Technus/Danny

Dark Side, Control- Dan / Freakshow

Dark Times- Freakshow/Clockwork

Doubly Evil, Bitterly Broken- Vlad/Dan

Halloween Phantom- Fright Knight/Danny

Haunted Past, Enslaved Exemplar- Dan/Danny

Heroic Amusement, Great Divide- Super!Danny/Fun!Danny

Iambic Prose- Danny/Ghostwriter

Jail Bait, Ghostly Prisoner- Danny/Walker

Lactose Intolerant- Vlad/Dairy King

Locker Buddies- (Platonic) Poindexter/Danny

Lost Time- (Platonic) Danny/Clockwork

Lucky Accident- Johnny 13/Danny

Mad Scientist- Dark Danny/Kwan

New Master - Vlad/Fright Knight

Noodle Nerds- (Romantic) Poindexter/Danny

Oreo Cookie, Phriendship, Pitch Pals - (Platonic) Fenton/Phantom

Phantom PDA- Phantom/Tucker

Phantom Shadows- Shadow/Danny

Pitch Pearl, Photonegative Narcissus- (Romantic) Fenton/Phantom

Red Pearl- (Romantic) Fenton/HypnotizedorEvil!Phantom

Rich History- Vlad/Clockwork

Royal Pain- Danny/Aragon

Spaghetti and Meatballs, Hypnotic Shadows- Freakshow/Johnny 13

Striking Fear- Masters/Plasmius

Techno Geeks, PDA, Technological Advancement- Technus/Tucker

Teenage Dream- Nocturne/Danny

Temporal Trust- (Romantic) Danny/Clockwork

Tireless Dedication- Ghostwriter/Vlad

Tyrannious Hope- Danny/Pariah Dark [I don’t know if the typo is intentional or not]

White Fang- Wulf/Danny

(M/M) Ghost Pairings

All the King’s Men - Pariah Dark/Fright Knight

Blood Red Ink- Dan/Ghostwriter

Dark Dark- Pariah Dark/Dan

Delusions of Grandeur- Pariah Dark/Nocture

Dream Time- Clockwork/Nocturne

Electric Hunter, Sparks, Generator- Technus/Skulker

Esperanto Code of Conduct- Wulf/Walker

Goodnight Moon- Nocturn/Ghostwriter

Gun Magazine- Skulker/Ghostwriter

History Books- Ghostwriter/Clockwork

Meddling Minutes- Dan/Clockwork

Penslammeter- Walker/Ghostwriter

Science Fiction- Technus/Ghostwriter

Tricky Pseudonym- Amorpho/Ghostwriter

Unlucky Author– Johnny/Ghostwriter

(F/F) All Pairings

Butch-ers, Steak Sit-Ups- Lunch Lady/Tetslaff

Burning Buds- (Platonic) Dani/Ember

Dora^2, Panned Doras- Dora/Pandora

Dragon Tattoo- Dora/Lydia

Famous Satelite, Shallow Orbit– Star/Paulina

Feline Grace- Jazz/Kitty

Goth Princess- Sam/Paulina

Gothic Dragon, Medieval Gothic- Sam/Dora

Hide n' Seek- Sam/Valerie

Hot December- Desiree/Ember

Hunter's Facade– Paulina/Valerie

Hypno Therapy- Ember/Jazz

Kith Kin- Sam/Jazz

Mythical Wishes- Desiree/Pandora

Painful Desires- Spectra/Desiree

Perfect Pitch, Pitch Perfect- Paulina/Ember

Platinum Punk- Dani/Ember

Posh Scientist- Maddie/Pamela

Psycho Analysis- Spectra/Jazz

Pussycat Dolls- Kitty/Ember

Royal Wishes- Dora/Desiree

Somber Sear- Ember/Sam

Vengeful Babes- Valerie/Dani

Poly Pairings

3D- Dan/Danny/Dani

Bittersweet Redemption- Dan/Danny/Vlad

Blacks and Blues- Ember/Jazz/Sam

Enchanted Circus- Desiree/Dora/Lydia

Everlasting Trio, Eternal Trio- Danny/Sam/Tucker

Family Breakfast- Jack/Maddie/Vlad

Ghostly Time Machine- Danny/Clockwork/Ghostwriter

Halfas Just Want to Have Fun - Masters/Plasmius/Fenton/Phantom

Hourglass Chess, Chaotic Chess- Clockwork/Dan/Freakshow

Just the Right Amount of Crazy- Clockwork/Dan/Danny/Vlad

Misery Punk Rock- Kitty/Spectra/Ember

Personalized Gift Baskets- Vlad/Maddie/Danny

Phantastic Four- Danny/Tucker/Sam/Valerie

Pitch PDA- Phantom/Fenton/Tucker

Pompous Pearl- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Vlad

Rebel Riders- Danny/Johnny/Valerie

Rocker's Boys- Dash/Ember/Kwan

Striking Pep - Masters/Plasmius/Danny

Technical Star Player- Star/Tucker/Kwan

Triple Blossom- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Sam

Misc Pairings (Mostly Not Organized Alphabetically)

Clone Conspiracy- Dani/Wes Weston

Cryptid Hunting- Valerie/Wes Weston

Overbearing Redheads- Jazz/Wes Weston

Spy Satellite- Star/Wes Weston

Unidentified Flying Ship- Danny/Wes Weston

Employee of the Month- Vlad/Walter Weston

(Daniel Masters in whatever context whether he be from another timeline or a clone son or your choice. As long as the original Danny Fenton and him coexist in some way or at one point had separate identities.)

Bad End- Dan/Daniel Masters

Clone Wars-Daniel Masters/Dani

Perfect Clone- (Romantic) Vlad/Daniel Masters

Perfect Son- (Paternal) Vlad/Daniel Masters

The D- Danny/Dani/Dan/Daniel Masters

Paranormal Facade- Wes/Daniel Masters

Ectodragon- Danny/Draco Malfoy [Harry Potter]

Ectoham- Danny/Randy Cummingham [Randy Cummingham: Ninth Grade Ninja]

Going Dragon- Danny/Jake Long [American Dragon: Jake Long]

Halfworld Royalties- Danny/Raven [Teen Titans]

Invisobilly- Danny/Billy Joe Cobra [Dude That’s My Ghost!]

Ocean Spirit- Danny/Moana [Disney’s Moana]

Spooky Nerds- Danny/Jimmy [Jimmy Neutron]

Spongeboo- Danny/Spongebob[Spongebob]

Ghost in the Shell- Danny/Jenny [My Life as a Teenage Robot]

Robot Techie, XJ-PDA- Tucker/Jenny[My Life as a Teenage Robot]

Green Ecto Splat- Danny/Lee Ping [Detentionaire]

Cold Hands, Ice Ice Baby, Phantom Frost - Danny/Jack Frost [Rise of the Guardians]

Pastel Corpses- Danny/Lars [Steven Universe]

World Wide Web- Tucker/Peter Parker [Spider-man]

Spider Phantom, Radioactive, Friendly Neighborhood Phantom- Danny/Peter Parker [Spider-man]

Delsa, Frozen Core- Danny/Elsa [Frozen]

Fourth Wall Portal- (Platonic) Danny/OC

Ghostly Touch, Phantom Kiss- (Romantic) Danny/OC

Cream Soup-Danny/Fenton Thermos

Love Sucks- Ghost Weasel/Fenton Thermos

Pink Pearl- Danny/His Pink Pants

Technical Difficulties- Tucker/His PDA

All Pairings With Danny

3D- Dan/Danny/Dani

Amethyst Ocean, Violet Haze- Danny/Sam

Anonymity Park- Danny/Amorpho

Badger Cereal- (Platonic and/or Paternal) Vlad/Danny

Bittersweet Redemption - Dan/Danny/Vlad

Boxed Phantom-Danny/Box Ghost

Callous Query- Danny/Skulker

Cold Hands, Ice Ice Baby, Phantom Frost- Danny/Jack Frost [Rise of the Guardians]

Cosmic Cyborg- Technus/Danny

Cream Soup- Danny/Fenton Thermos

Delsa, Frozen Core- Danny/Elsa [Frozen]

Ectodragon- Danny/Draco Malfoy [Harry Potter]

Ectoham- Danny/Randy Cummingham [Randy Cummingham: Ninth Grade Ninja]

Everlasting Trio, Eternal Trio - Danny/Sam/Tucker

Fourth Wall Portal- (platonic) Danny/OC

Ghost in the Shell- Danny/Jenny [My Life as a Teenage Robot]

Ghostly Menu- Danny/Lunch Lady

Ghostly Time Machine- Danny/Clockwork/Ghostwriter

Ghostly Touch, Phantom Kiss- (Romantic) Danny/OC

Going Dragon- Danny/Jake Long [American Dragon: Jake Long]

Goodnight Moon- Nocturn/Ghostwriter

Gray Ghost- Valerie/Danny

Green Ecto Splat- Danny/Lee Ping [Detentionaire]

Halfas Just Want to Have Fun - Masters/Plasmius/Fenton/Phantom

Halfworld Royalties- Danny/Raven [Teen Titans]

Halloween Phantom- Fright Knight/Danny

Haunted Past, Enslaved Exemplar- Dan/Danny

Haunting Desire- Danny/Desiree

Heroic Amusement, Great Divide- Super!Danny/Fun!Danny

Iambic Prose-Danny/Ghostwriter

Invisobilly- Danny/Billy Joe Cobra [Dude That’s My Ghost!]

Jail Bait, Ghostly Prisoner- Danny/Walker

Just the Right Amount of Crazy- Clockwork/Dan/Danny/Vlad

Literature Lovers- Danny/Lancer

Locker Buddies- (Platonic) Poindexter/Danny

Lost Time- (Platonic) Danny/Clockwork

Lucky Accident- Johnny 13/Danny

Mama’s Boy- (Romantic) Danny/Maddie

Maternal Instincts- (Paternal) Danny/Maddie

Noodle Nerds- (Romantic) Poindexter/Danny

Nu Goth- Elliot(Gregor)/Danny

Ocean Spirit- Danny/Moana [Disney’s Moana]

Pandora’s Ghost- Danny/Pandora

Pastel Corpses- Danny/Lars [Steven Universe]

Personalized Gift Baskets- Vlad/Maddie/Danny

Phantastic Four- Danny/Tucker/Sam/Valerie

Phantom Dragon- Dorothea/Danny

Phantom Feline- Kitty/Danny

Phantom Fumble- Danny/Kwan

Phantom Rocker- Danny/Ember

Phantom Satellite- Danny/Star

Phantom Shadows- Shadow/Danny

Pitiful Delusion- Dark Danny/Paulina

Pink Pearl- Danny/His Pink Pants

Phantom Psychology - Danny/Spectra

Pitched Tent, Publicity Stunt- Danny/Freakshow

Pompous Pearl- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Vlad

Pompous Pep, Endangered Species- (Romantic) Vlad/Danny

Rebel Riders- Danny/Johnny/Valerie

Red Pearl- (Romantic) Fenton/ [Hypnotized/Evil] Phantom

Restrained Romance - Danny/Pamela

Royal Pain- Danny/Aragon

Savant Par, CyberSpace- Danny / Tucker

Pink Astronaut- Paulina/Danny

Sibling Secrets- Jazz/Danny

Spider Phantom, Radioactive, Friendly Neighborhood Phantom- Danny/Peter Parker [Spider-man]

Spongeboo- Danny/Spongebob[Spongebob]

Spooky Nerds- Danny/Jimmy [Jimmy Neutron]

Striking Pep - Masters/Plasmius/Danny

Sue Killer- Dani/Danny

Swagger Bishie, Locker Bruise, Teddy Ghost- Danny/Dash

Teenage Dream- Nocturne/Danny

Temporal Trust- (Romantic) Danny/Clockwork

The D- Danny/Dani/Dan/Daniel Masters

The Wrong Sick- Danny/Jack

Triple Blossom- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Sam

Tyrannious Hope- Danny/Pariah Dark

Unidentified Flying Ship- Danny/Wes

White Fang - Wulf/Danny

All Pairings

3D- Dan/Danny/Dani

All the King’s Men - Pariah Dark/Fright Knight

Amethyst Ocean, Violet Haze, Fakeout-Makeout- Danny/Sam

Anonymity Park- Danny/Amorpho

Bad End- Dan/Daniel

Badger Cereal- (Platonic and/or Paternal) Vlad/Danny

Bittersweet Redemption- Dan/Danny/Vlad

Black Cat- Johnny 13/Kitty

Blacks and Blues- Ember/Jazz/Sam

Blood Red Ink - Dan/Ghostwriter

Boxed Phantom- Danny/Box Ghost

Brains Over Brawn- Jazz/Dash

Butch-ers, Steak Sit-Ups- Lunch Lady/Tetslaff

Burning Buds- (Platonic) Dani/Ember

Callous Query- Danny/Skulker

Carbon Copy Quarterback- Dani/Dash

Circus Freaks- Freakshow/Lydia

Classic Cliche- Jazz/Ghostwriter

Clone Conspiracy- Dani/Wes Weston

Clone Wars-Daniel Masters/Dani

Cloned Romantic– Dani/Tucker

Cold Hands, Ice Ice Baby, Phantom Frost- Danny/Jack Frost [Rise of the Guardians]

Cosmic Cyborg- Technus/Danny

Cream Cheese- Vlad/Dani

Cream Soup-Danny/Fenton Thermos

Cryptid Hunting- Valerie/Wes Weston

Dark Dark- Pariah Dark/Dan

Dark Gray- Dan/Valerie

Dark Side, Control- Dan / Freakshow

Dark Times- Freakshow/Clockwork

Delsa, Frozen Core- Danny/Elsa [Frozen]

Delusions of Grandeur- Pariah/Nocture

Dora^2- Dora/Pandora

Doubly Evil, Bitterly Broken- Vlad/Dan

Dragon Tattoo- Dora/Lydia

Dream Time- Clockwork/Nocturne

Dumb Founded- Dash/Sam

Ectodragon- Danny/Draco Malfoy [Harry Potter]

Ectoham- Danny/Randy Cummingham [Randy Cummingham: Ninth Grade Ninja]

Electric Hunter, Sparks, Generator- Technus/Skulker

Employee of the Month- Vlad/Walter Weston

Enchanted Circus- Desiree/Dora/Lydia

Esperanto Code of Conduct- Wulf/Walker

Everlasting Trio, Eternal Trio- Danny/Sam/Tucker

Evil Goth- Dan/Sam

Family Breakfast- Jack/Maddie/Vlad

Famous Satelite, Shallow Orbit– Star/Paulina

Feline Grace- Jazz/Kitty

Fourth Wall Portal- (Platonic) Danny/OC

Ghost Envy- Jazz/Freakshow

Ghost in the Shell- Danny/Jenny [My Life as a Teenage Robot]

Ghostly Menu- Danny/Lunch Lady

Ghostly Time Machine- Danny/Clockwork/Ghostwriter

Ghostly Touch, Phantom Kiss- (Romantic) Danny/OC

Girl in the Tower, Timeless Love- Dora/Aragon

Go Packers- Dash/Vlad

Going Dragon- Danny/Jake Long [American Dragon: Jake Long]

Goth Princess- Sam/Paulina

Gothic Dragon, Medieval Gothic- Sam/Dora

Gothic Vampire- Sam/Vlad

Gray Ghost- Valerie/Danny

Green Ecto Splat- Danny/Lee Ping [Detentionaire]

Guard Granter- Walker/Desiree

Gun Magazine- Skulker/Ghostwriter

Halfas Just Want to Have Fun - Masters/Plasmius/Fenton/Phantom

Halfworld Royalties- Danny/Raven [Teen Titans]

Halloween Phantom- Fright Knight/Danny

Haunted Past, Enslaved Exemplar- Dan/Danny

Haunting Desire- Danny/Desiree

Heroic Amusement, Great Divide- Super!Danny/Fun!Danny

Hide n' Seek- Sam/Valerie

History Books- Ghostwriter/Clockwork

Hot December- Desiree/Ember

Hourglass Chess, Chaotic Chess- Clockwork/Dan/Freakshow

Hunter Silly- Tucker/Valerie

Hunter's Facade– Paulina/Valerie

Hunter's Flame- Ember/Skulker

Hypno Therapy- Ember/Jazz

Iambic Prose- Danny/Ghostwriter

Insane Asylum- Walker/Spectra

Invisobilly- Danny/Billy Joe Cobra [Dude That’s My Ghost!]

Jail Bait, Ghostly Prisoner- Danny/Walker

Jock Goth- Kwan/Sam

Just the Right Amount of Crazy- Clockwork/Dan/Danny/Vlad

Kith Kin- Sam/Jazz

Lactose Intolerant- Vlad/Dairy King

Lance Lancer- Lance Thunder/Mr. Lancer

Literature Lovers- Danny/Lancer

Locker Buddies- (Platonic) Poindexter/Danny

Lost Time- (Platonic) Danny/Clockwork

Love Sucks- Ghost Weasel/Fenton Thermos

Lucky Accident- Johnny 13/Danny

Mad Scientist- Dark Danny/Kwan

Makeup Honor- Dash/Paulina

Mama’s Boy- (Romantic) Danny/Maddie

Maternal Instincts- (Paternal) Danny/Maddie

Meddling Minutes- Dan/Clockwork

Melancholy Assistance- Spectra/Bertrand

Misery Motivated- Vlad/Spectra

Misery Punk Rock- Kitty/Spectra/Ember

Misplaced Faith, Secret Disaster- Valerie/Vlad

Moronic Genius, Brain Cookies- Maddie/Jack

Mythical Wishes- Desiree/Pandora

New Master - Vlad/Fright Knight

Night Sky, Destroyed Satellite- Dan/Star

Noodle Nerds- (Romantic) Poindexter/Danny

Not So Useful Distraction- Kwan/Vlad

Nu Goth- Elliot(Gregor)/Danny

Ocean Spirit- Danny/Moana [Disney’s Moana]

Oedipus Complex - Maddie/Dan

Oreo Cookie, Phriendship, Pitch Pals- (Platonic) Fenton/Phantom

Overbearing Redheads- Jazz/Wes Weston

Pac Man- Jack/Vlad

Packaged Food- Box Ghost/Lunch Lady

Painful Desires- Spectra/Desiree

Pastel Corpses- Danny/Lars [Steven Universe]

Pandora’s Ghost- Danny/Pandora

Paranormal Facade- Wes/Daniel Masters

Penslammeter- Walker/Ghostwriter

Perfect Pitch, Pitch Perfect- Paulina/Ember

Perfect Clone- (Romantic) Vlad/Daniel Masters

Perfect Son- (Paternal) Vlad/Daniel Masters

Personalized Gift Baskets- Vlad/Maddie/Danny

Phantastic Four- Danny/Tucker/Sam/Valerie

Phantom Dragon- Dorothea/Danny

Phantom Feline- Kitty/Danny

Phantom Fumble- Danny/Kwan

Phantom PDA- Phantom/Tucker

Phantom Psychology - Danny/Spectra

Platinum Punk- Dani/Ember

Phantom Rocker- Danny/Ember

Phantom Satellite- Danny/Star

Phantom Shadows- Shadow/Danny

Pink Pearl- Danny/His Pink Pants

Pirate Food- Youngblood/Box Lunch

Pitch PDA- Phantom/Fenton/Tucker

Pitch Pearl, Photonegative Narcissus- (Romantic) Fenton/Phantom

Pitched Tent, Publicity Stunt- Danny/Freakshow

Pompous Pearl- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Vlad

Pompous Pep, Endangered Species- (Romantic) Vlad/Danny

Posh Scientist- Maddie/Pamela

Psycho Analysis- Spectra/Jazz

Psycho Cereal, Obsessive Meddler- Vlad/Jazz

Psychotic Sues- Danny/OC

Punk Poet- Ember/Ghostwriter

Punk Rock- Youngblood/Ember

Purple Prose- Ghostwriter/Sam

Pussycat Dolls- Kitty/Ember

Quacker- Tucker/Kwan

Rebel Riders- Danny/Johnny/Valerie

Red Pearl- (Romantic) Fenton/ [Hypnotized/Evil] Phantom

Restrained Romance - Danny/Pamela

Retro Movie Do- Poindexter / Dora

Rich History- Vlad/Clockwork

Robot Techie, XJ-PDA- Tucker/Jenny [My Life as a Teenage Robot]

Rocker's Boys- Dash/Ember/Kwan

Royal Pain- Danny/Aragon

Royal Wishes- Dora/Desiree

Savant Par, CyberSpace- Danny / Tucker

School Spirit- Spectra/Lancer

Science Fiction- Technus/Ghostwriter

Pink Astronaut- Paulina/Danny

Sibling Secrets- Jazz/Danny

Somber Sear- Ember/Sam

Spaghetti and Meatballs, Hypnotic Shadows- Freakshow/Johnny 13

Spider Phantom, Radioactive, Friendly Neighborhood Phantom- Danny/Peter Parker [Spider-man]

Spooky Nerds- Danny/Jimmy [Jimmy Neutron]

Spongeboo- Danny/Spongebob[Spongebob]

Sports Satellite- Kwan/Star

Spurned Affection- Vlad/Maddie

Spy Satellite- Star/Wes Weston

Striking Fear- Masters/Plasmius

Striking Pep - Masters/Plasmius/Danny

Sue Killer- Dani/Danny

Swagger Bishie, Locker Bruise, Teddy Ghost- Danny/Dash

Talkative Treacherous– Technus/Desiree

Teacher's Pet- Lancer/Jazz

Technical Difficulties- Tucker/His PDA

Technical Star Player- Star/Tucker/Kwan

Techno Babble- Jazz/Technus

Techno Geeks, PDA, Technological Advancement- Technus/Tucker

Techno Smarts-Tucker/Jazz

Teenage Dream- Nocturne/Danny

Temporal Trust- (Romantic) Danny/Clockwork

Tricky Pseudonym- Amorpho/Ghostwriter

The D- Danny/Dani/Dan/Daniel Masters

The Freak Behind Blue Eyes, Dark Fire- Ember/Freakshow

The Wrong Sick- Danny/Jack

Tight End- Dash/Kwan

Timely Intelligence- Jazz/Clockwork

Tireless Dedication- Ghostwriter/Vlad

Traps Desired- Desiree/Skulker

Triple Blossom- Danny Fenton/Danny Phantom/Sam

Twinkle Techno- Star/Tucker

Tyrannious Hope- Danny/Pariah Dark

Unidentified Flying Ship- Danny/Wes Weston

Unlucky Author– Johnny/Ghostwriter

Veggie Burger, Ghost's Absence- Tucker/Sam

Vengeful Babes- Valerie/Dani

White Fang- Wulf/Danny

Young Bloodthirst – Dan/Dani

Young Love- Dani/Youngblood

(Again, if you want to add any names or if there are some alternate names I’m missing, submit them to me, or message me directly. I will not be taking names in the tags anymore. Thanks for going to the bottom of this long list! See ya next time, dudes!)

#danny phantom #phandom #ships #pairings #dp pairings #dp master pairing list #phandom shenanigans #It was 2 am when I got this idea and I was tired and everything annoyed me #so when I'm annoyed at things I fix them #That being said this took too long #I semi-regret #but now it's done #hopefully we can get some laughs and fun out of this #I'm done putting things in the tags now #Have fun and byyeeeee

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dyketectivecomics · 7 years

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Batfam & techie-ness

Major note: ofc most of the fam are tech geniuses & can out-geek the GeekSquad. But also some of them just... aren’t

-dick is one who’s talent is def in his athleticism. This boi is the nice-mom-jock of the fam.

-which means he Flounders & Fails when it come to tech stuff (& he cheats by letting Bruce & Barbara help him out w/ that stuff. Later tim is added to his Trusted Tech Support Team^tm)

-his Titan teammates all thought he was almost on par w/ cyborg as a techie but it was all a Lie that he is Ashamed to never admit to (he will Deny It at All Costs)

-Babs was a budding expert when she joined Bruce’s crusade. & by the time she finished high school early she was even ahead of his expertise (but Bruce didn’t want to admit it at the time)

-she was happy to provide tech pointers when dick was still Angsting as a Titan & refused to call Bruce but she totally uses it as leverage f he started to annoy her

-ofc she only kept getting better after her rebirth as Oracle

-jason didn’t care at all for learning abt tech stuff, but still wanted to be well-rounded enough to hold his own

-that changed when he stole Dicks RedX suit bc he was Ready to Improve & Surpass dick’s achievements

-those plans were put on hold after he died, but he rebounded from that after realizing how much he needed to put into his big Revenge/Avengence plan for his big Comeback

-tim was naturally gifted like Babs. And surpassed her record for going tech-pro by the time he was 14 (as opposed to her 15/16-ish timeframe). Didn’t pass her expertise until abt 18 tho. But he Tried & that’s what matters

-cass followed in dicks footsteps for mooching off of Babs & tims tech-pertise. Altho she remembers to thank them a lil more often than he does, so she gets a free pass to ask for anything. No questions asked

-need me to hack into that shady gov dept? Np cass! Want sm new upgrades to ur com system to speak for u when u don’t wanna talk? Ofc!

-Damian also takes after dick & cass but moreso in a “ofc I should expect some tech support. Do you rlly think this team would run as well if we all specialized in every aspect of crime fighting?”

-translation: serve me you peons. I will not thank you for your toil bc it is expected.

-Damian gets 0 favors & few updates bc of this. So he’s become more self-reliant bc his Pride wont let him admit that he needs their help

-pro: he’s getting better with tech! Con: he could’ve had their help he wasn’t such a walnut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

-steph is v inbtwn. Not an expert, but willing to do a lot of stuff on her own until she makes a mistake. & when she does, she goes to Babs first to fix it. If Babs can’t, usually Tim can & if neither of them can she lets them become obsessed w/ it & drops it to move on to smthn else

-she’s v go w/ the flow when it comes to tech aspects of learning the crime stuff

-Harper is more about hardware than software like tim & Babs are. But she knows enough to hold her own in helping them debug stuff. She n Jason get along rlly well when trying to make new gadgets & improvements for their batputers

-duke is the embodiment of the Jack of all trades & tech is no different

-luke falls in w/ Harper n Jason as part of Team Hardware. He likes to take after his dad in the design dept for the batfam’s gear tho

-Tiffany is like Child^tm when she joins. So everyone eases her into the tech thing. “no pressure” is a v common thing she hears from them & she knows they mean well

-Kate & Bruce are almost on the same page w/ the tech stuff. But Bruce still has a considerable lead over Kate (experience n time as Batman ofc. Kate didn’t rlly show up in Gotham as batwoman till later in the game after all) she’s still all about accepting help after she realizes how much easier it is

And for the FutureFam:

-Helena Kyle-Wayne knows a Lot. Ofc. Not a tech-pert but she holds her own. She’s the daughter of Batman & Catwoman for Pete’s sake!!!

-Carrie was another combat-savvy, partially-tech-deprived kid. She caught onto coding p quick & there was hope for her. She just wasn’t as interested in it at first glance

-Terry is a Mess when it comes to software. If he can’t smash it to fix the problem, there’s no hope that his failed hacking will work. As long as Bruce or smone else guides him step by step he’s fine but if he’s on his own, only God will be able to save the city. (Until Bruce finally cracks down on him to learn the batfam’s standard of The Basics)

-Alfred silently fixes simple mistakes in everyone’s code when it’s frustrated them from staring at the same line knowing that Something was Wrong. But not being able to look @ it w/ fresh eyes. He always offers himself as a sounding board to new ideas, even after advances in tech start to become too much for him to understand (or also bc dementia might be setting in?)

#this was supposed to be just a list of ideas and then it got sad #idk if I’ll stick to that ‘Alfred getting dementia’ future tho #idk it just doesn’t feel sompletely right #& not bc of dementia specifically but Idk #we’ll see I still don’t know for sure what I want from the future of this earth #headcanon #randywrites

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john-stints-blog · 8 years

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Last Ride of the Blood Letters Part 1: 1

Hey folks, this is the beginning of my in-progress novel, The Last Ride of the Blood Letters (Working Title). It's a "science-fiction-like-Star-Wars-is-science-fiction" novel I started for NaNoWriMo 2016....totally failed at THAT, by the way--but I haven't quit working on the book! As a way of encouraging/putting a fire under my ass, I've decided to start serial-posting chapters of the book weekly until I've posted the whole thing. Which means I've got to keep writing so I don't catch up to myself.

I'll mention now--this is FIRST DRAFT. So, typos, grammar, all of that good shit....well, I do my best to edit while I write, and I think I'm pretty decent at it--but if you notice anything, commenting about it would be really nice as long as you're not an asshole about it.

The Last Ride of the Blood Letters

A long time from now, in a galaxy uncomfortably near…

“The show always looks the same to me, T-12. I don’t get it.”

“Considering that most of the consumers of these videos are beings who intend to be chemically addled beyond sentience while viewing them, I do not believe it matters.”

“That’s a good point.”

Rab sat in the pilot’s seat of the Downed Horizon, being careful to keep his right eye trained on the colors and shapes moving outside the cockpit.

Travel through intraspace was, without a doubt, a captivating thing to look at—it was said that more colors than any single being could comprehend passed by as a ship made its way through. In a ten-minute video, a Human would see every color they’d ever known—and some they hadn’t. Even that didn’t explain it.

The shapes were beyond drawing. The colors—beyond understanding.

Rab used to be fascinated by it—he used to stand in the cockpit of the Downed Horizon, staring as intraspace passed by, amazed by it. His old pilot, Cress, had said that it made him nervous to have someone looking over his shoulder—and Rab would have to assure the little Chig that he wasn’t paying attention to the piloting at all—just the show passing before them.

But, like anything, familiarity destroyed wonderment.

At this point, Rab was bored. He’d recorded the last fifteen minutes of their intraspace journey using his cyborg eye—and his patience was wearing thin for maintaining the view.

Sending an impulse to the tiny computer stored in his right eye socket with a thought, Rab shut down the recording.

“I think we’re done with that for now.”

“Are you sure? The journey to Eunthis should take another hour and fourteen minutes. I would imagine there is a lot more material your audience would appreciate.”

“I’m sure they would—but I’m done. Gonna get a quick nap before we drop the cargo.”

Rab pulled up the sleeve of his jacket and pulled open the small flesh-colored flap on his wrist that covered a computer-interfacing cable. Grimacing as he always did, he pulled the cable out, extending from his wrist, and plugged it into the onboard computer of the Downed Horizon.

He’d had the prosthetic arm for nearly two years—but the light tickle of unwinding the interface-cable from within his ‘arm’ hadn’t ceased to unnerve him. He’d considered having a techie turn off the sensation signals in the arm—or even seeing if T-12 could do it—but there was a part of him that still wanted to be able to feel the other sensations the arm was capable of.

If Rab hadn’t been so cheap with his biological replacements, he would have been able to choose which sensation signals he received. But he had been—and a fully new arm was out of the question at this point.

Rab was struck by how silly—how sad—it was that he was down to this—using his prosthetic eye to record videos of pretty colors for chemical abusers to entertain themselves with.

The Blood Letters had done real work—and they’d made real money doing it. And now? He was delivering barely-illegal cargo to backspace planets and selling vids to life-wasters to keep the Downed Horizon, which was also his home, fueled.

While the video of his past fifteen-minutes uploaded itself to the ship’s local hard drive, Rab could feel T-12’s robotic eyes analyzing him.

“If you’re trying to read my biometrics, you can stop. I’m not sick. I’m not disturbed. The injuries from that last delivery have almost fully healed—just some tightness across the ribs when I stretch.”

“I would never condescend to check your vitals without asking you first. I would hope you would know me better.”

Rab thought he could hear actual indignation in the war bot’s vocoder-induced voice. He turned and looked at T-12.

It seemed so rare for him to actually look at T-12 these days. These months. Too much a reminder of how things had gone. Of what had happened.

His black-metaled, Humanoid form was as comforting as a dog foaming at the mouth, but Rab had known the robot long enough to know that T-12 would never do him harm.

Rab appreciated the company, of course. T-12 was a decent conversationist—and a damned good chess player who would (only) occasionally let him win—but he was still…A robot.

Rab was struck by his own softness—had he not spent nearly eight years completely alone on the streets of New Earth, fending for himself?

Had he not done things he could no longer speak of in order to stay alive? Stolen from people—hurt people—even killed those who would have threatened his existence?

He had done everything necessary—and nothing short of it. He wasn’t sorry for it.

There was no warmth on those streets—New Earth may have had a temperate climate, but Rab still felt a to-the-bones chill when he thought of the planet and his childhood there.

And here he was—bemoaning that his only company was a war bot who would die before allowing him to suffer harm?

Straighten up, man. You’ve had it far worse. Remember how it was when you and Reese—

But again, Rab was struck by memory.

Reese was dead. Nostalgia wouldn’t bring her back. Wishes wouldn’t put oxygen in her lungs—and even if it did, after what that monster did to her—

Stop it. Stop it. Stop it.

Rab has spent the first few months after…what had happened…recoiling emotionally. He’d set the Downed Horizon on a drifting course towards a distant sun.

It would have taken a month for the ship to reach the sun and burn to a crisp, ending his life.

T-12 had been aboard and had agreed to not do anything to stop their fate.

Because T-12 believed in him. As much as a robot could believe in a Human. Rab supposed that T-12 wasn’t like most robots—he was certainly capable of more critical thought. Maybe he’d known all along that Rab wouldn’t let the ship become ashes.

And he hadn’t. That was why they were now on the way to a planet no one cared about to deliver something the Galactic Coalition police probably would have laughed at and allowed through customs without a fuss.

The plant, fairgone, of New Earth was a simple hypnotic—best imbibed by smoking or making a tea from it. It didn’t cause the user any known long-term health problems and consumers of it were often the most docile within their given populace.

Personally, Rab didn’t see the appeal. The drug was useful for relaxing, he’d been told, but Rab had never really understood the concept of that word anyway.

Relax.

It sounded like something in Chig or Nestapian. Foreign to his Common English speaking tongue, hard to pronounce and harder to understand.

No one who grew up on the streets of New Earth took to the idea of relaxation. They all knew exactly what Rab knew—that the second—the microsecond—you did that…that was when the blade dropped on your neck.

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WoY Oneshot: The Simulation

Plot: Even Awesome can’t deny that Peepers is actually a pretty good teacher when it comes to combat training and even just giving advice. But even so, not all of his ideas are good ones...

((Part of the Awesome Arc. Enjoy!))

“...So, we’re just going to be fighting holograms?”

In a sea of giant eyes, it was very easy for Peepers to see where (and who) the simple comment had came from. At least it was only simple and not sarcastic. Rolling his eye slightly at the shark-man, the commander continued to explain, not wanting all his hard work to go unacknowledged or unappreciated.

“It’s more than just holographic enemies,” he continued as he paced along the stage, “If that were the case, then it would be cheaper to just stick to the punching bags. No, what we have here... (pause for dramatic effect) is a total training experience!”

Pressing a button on his clicker, the image on the giant screen suddenly changed to a video clip of the room that played in-time with Peepers’ descriptions. “Our new holo-training room can create any environment with a 87.59% accuracy to it! It can create various types of weather as well as other unpredictable and/or unstable elements such as mud, huge bodies of water and so on! ...And, yes it can also create holographic enemies. BUT, because it can create a scenario to go along with an enemy, this room will not only test your fighting skills, but will also help you all improve on endurance and adaption!” The crowd murmured, actually sounding a bit impressed - much to Peepers’ delight.

“Alright. So, over the next week or so, all of you will be getting at least one scheduled training session inside the holo-training room so we can see how effective it really is, as well as get some feedback and make some improvements if we need to-” Though he highly doubted that they would need to do make any improvements, other than maybe a couple small tweaks here and there- “before making the room available to use at any time. Is everyone clear on that?”

Most of the Watchdogs gave a mumbled ‘Yeah’ or simply nodded, so Peepers just accepted it as a good enough answer. Honestly, their monthly meeting had gone on long enough, as is. “Good. Now, if there are any other issues or points that anyone wants to bring up-” A single hand shot up into the air, easily rising above the Watchdog heads. Peepers narrowed his eye a bit. “Issues that don’t involve suggestions for a party.”

Awesome scowled back at the commander, but still quietly put his hand down. “Alright then, Watchdog meeting adjourned! Everyone back to work - and don’t forget to check your emails for your scheduled holographic-scenario training time!”

()()()()()()()()()

It had taken about six days for Awesome’s holo-time (as it had been nicknamed, thanks to Fred in R&D) to finally roll around. Normally he would’ve been annoyed at having to wait so long - especially since Peepers’ new device actually sound pretty cool - but with literally thousands of Watchdogs on the ship, he supposed he couldn’t be too mad at having to wait his turn.

The soldier in front of him stepped forward, walking into the room and shutting the door behind him. Awesome was now next in line, but he also knew that it would still be another several minutes, at least. “So... How’s it working so far, bro?” he asked the techie that was working at the computer connected to the holo-room, if only to kill some time.

“Pretty well!” the techie chimed, “I mean, there are a couple bugs here and there, and we still can’t quite get winter environments right - not nearly cold enough - but other than that, it’s working great!”

“Heh,” Awesome smirked slightly, “Looks like Peeps knew what he was doing when he was plannin’ this thing out.”

“As usual, of course,” a familiar, nasally voice said from behind him.

The shark-man rolled his eyes. “Speak of the nerd, and he shall appear.”

“Oh shut up,” Peepers replied simply, walking past him and taking a seat next to the techie. On the second screen - the one that wasn’t controlling the holograms - he quickly opened up a list of all the Watchdogs that had completed the simulation so far as well as their results and skimmed through them. He gave a small hum, and after a few moments, a proud smile made its way onto his face.

“And, just as I thought, this style of training is already having a positive effect on both reaction times and blaster accuracy!”

“Yeah!” the techie nodded, “And it’s an enjoyable kind of training too! In fact, a lot of the guys have been comparing their results and sorta challenging each other, seeing who can do the best on their training simulation.”

“Heh, like a giant video game competish,” Awesome added with a toothy grin.

“...” Peepers’ smile faltered a bit at that as he gave a small sigh. Of course... Oh well, even if the Watchdogs did just think of it as a giant game, they were still training and improving, and that was something. Whether they were conquering planets or protecting planets, Peepers was still determined to have the strongest army in the galaxy, one way or another!

“...But yeah,” Awesome started to say, getting the commander’s attention, “What you’ve got here can totally be called a success, Peeps. And I don’t know about you, bro, but don’t you think that maaaaybe a success like this deserves-”

“No.”

He blinked. “I- I didn’t even finish-!”

“You didn’t have to. I already know, and I already have an answer, Awesome. No party.”

Awesome groaned, even stomping his foot a bit. “Yes party! Come on, man!”

Peepers didn’t even flinch at the stomp, and matched his look without hesitation. “I thought you wanted to focus on working hard and becoming stronger?”

“I do!” he insisted, “Of course I wanna focus on that stuff! But, like... It’s been, like, two months since my last party! Almost three! Though, really, that last one barely counts... And hey, it’d only be the Watchdogs being there-” It wasn’t like he had a ton of people to invite to parties these days anyway- “So it’d be, you know, a small party! Come on! Everyone needs the chance to party every once in a while!”

“The answer’s still no, private,” Peepers said firmly. The Watchdogs were already easily distracted, they definitely didn’t need a party - especially not one of Awesome’s parties, where there were unlimited drinks and a usual ending time of ‘whenever we feel like stopping’.

“Ughhhh, whatevs...” The shark-man scowled, crossing his arms. Well, at least he gave it a shot. Admittedly, he was expecting an answer like this, but even so... What he wouldn’t give for just one quick party, even one with only Watchdogs attending and Hater’s style of music playing in the background.

A few minutes passed, and eventually the holo-room powered down and the Watchdog inside it walked out, looking a bit tired but otherwise fine. “Good work,” the techie nodded at him before turning to the next recruit in line, “Alright, you’re up.”

Awesome nodded and started to stretch slightly, preparing himself for whatever holo-enemies that were waiting for him. Glancing over at Peepers, he gave him a slightly cocky smirk. “Hey, betcha I can get in the Top Ten scores easily~”

“Don’t be worrying about a competition that isn’t even legitimate!” Peepers scolded, though he surprisingly didn’t scowl, “Because believe it or not, you actually do have the skills and strength to pass most of the scenarios we have programmed into the room, you just have to remember how to use them. Understand?”

“...” His smirk softened a bit as he gave a small chuckle. Typical Peepers-Style encouragement. “Right, got it.” With that, he walked forward and into the room. However, as soon as the door shut, Peepers stood up.

“I’ll select the scenario for this one,” he told the techie, who blinked in surprise at him. Still, as strange at it was, he did stand up, letting the commander take his seat. Squeezing the mouse slightly, Peepers scrolled through the list of holographic scenarios, and quickly selected one that simply read ‘D-1′. “Here we go...”

“...Huh,” Awesome mumbled, glancing around the room - specifically at its shiny, grid-like walls and floors. After a couple seconds though, the grids started to disappear and were replaced by darkness.

Frowning slightly, he got out his blaster and turned on the small light that was on top of it. Not too bright, but at least it was something. “Hello?” he asked, glancing around some more, “Yo? Any of you holo-dudes out there? I’m ready to throw down if you are!” ...No response...

Awesome gave a small hum, now both curious and a bit annoyed. With no other options, he walked forward. As he walked, he stretched out his arm slightly and lightly touched the walls. A little rough, definitely not artificial, maybe sorta earth-y? “Guess I got dropped into a holo-cave or somethin’,” he mumbled. It also felt somewhat warm, but he just assumed that was due to all the electricity in the room.

Nearly a full moment of walking passed before he caught any sign of life. It was faint, but he was almost certain that he heard footsteps. Feeling the determination rise in him, he pressed himself to the warm, rocky wall and waited, his finger already on his blaster’s trigger.

Glancing over at his opponent, he could see that it was small. It was still too dark to really see it well, but he could hear a bit of... something, in its steps. Maybe, mechanical? What, was he fighting a robot or something? Or maybe some sort of caveman cyborg? Whatever, it didn’t matter. As soon as it got close enough, Awesome stepped out and aimed his blaster right at it, and-

His eyes widened. The light on his blaster had revealed exactly what it was...

As if coming out of sleep-mode thanks to the sudden spot of light now on it, lines of orange melted down its sleek, round body, allowing it to now give off a threatening glow. Its tentacle arms began to glow slightly as well, digging into the dirt. Finally, the lava-bot produced a blaster of its own, and aimed it right at Awesome.

Shaking slightly, the shark-man mustered up a scowl as he fired a shot. A narrow miss, and the lava-bot quickly fired back in retaliation. Thankfully, Awesome had been able to dodge it, jumping back while still trying to keep his blaster steady. “Y-You don’t scare me... You-”

Just then, the ground began to shake slightly - not violently, but enough to be noticed, at least. Behind the lava-bot, the ground began to crack and splinter, quickly becoming an opening for more lava to come up. “...No way...” It only took seconds for the lava to form into three new lava-bots, each of them with their own blaster, and all of them with their eyes on Awesome...

“S-Stay back, alright?!” he shouted, firing more shots as he began to back away from them. But each shot managed to miss - sometimes barely, and sometimes he wasn’t even close. And the more he missed, the harder he shook, and the harder it was to aim.

Adding onto that, he also had to dodge the lava-bots attacks, which was getting harder and harder to do despite how on edge he was. They weren’t just blindly firing - no, they were precise and knew exactly where to aim, making it harder and harder for Awesome to avoid-!

*PEW!* There was a flash of heat in his hands, and Awesome gasped, his grip on the weapon loosening just enough for it to fly out of his hands. It wasn’t destroyed, thankfully, but it manage to bounce a couple feet away from him before landing on the ground.

“Grop...” he winced, biting his lip slightly, “Gropgropgrop...” With no danger to stop them from doing so, the lava-bots started moving forward, quickly closing the distance between them and their terrified opponent as they continued to fire.

With no other options, Awesome tried to keep dodging each blast the best he could, his footsteps becoming quicker. At one point he nearly turned on his heel and started to run but- He flinched, suddenly feeling something behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he could see that it was another cave wall, one that had came nowhere and was now blocking his exit. Well, better than a giant lava-bot, at least. But even so...

He could feel himself heat up as he looked back at the bots, his skin starting to itch and burn... He had nowhere to run, no way to defend himself. Part of him told him to try and get his blaster, but with four blasters pointed at him, his body was as stiff as a statue.

The bots came closer and closer. One of them even fired a shot near his head, and with a yelp, Awesome not only dodged, but dropped to his knees, his snout nearly touching the floor. His eyes were shut and his fists were clenched so tightly that, had it not been for his gloves, he would’ve been digging into his skin. This was it... They were going to kill him or, or bound him - cover him and burning lava so he couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe! They were going to burn him, torture him and then bring him to-! To-!

“NO!” He shouted, squeezing his eyes tighter as his skin continued to burn and a cruel laugh echoed through his mind, “Nonono, I-I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Please just-!” He heard a loud mechanical whirl. Were they getting out bigger blasters, or were they just melting down to become his restraints? A hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and he screamed.

“AWESOME!” His eyes opened, though he still wasn’t daring enough to move. He felt the hand return, though this time it’s touch was lighter, as if trying to comfort “It’s okay! It’s okay! It was just a simulation, remember? You’re okay!”

Okay... He was okay... Slowly, he started to look up. The lava-bots were gone, as was the cave, with the walls of the room back to its grid-like pattern. And instead of any enemies staring him down, he only saw Peepers - who was actually looking a bit concerned.

“...It’s okay,” the commander repeated, his voice quieter now, “Come on...” Gently, he took Awesome’s arm and lifted it slightly, pulling him up. He blinked a few times as the burning started to fade, but as he sat there and tried to bring himself back to reality, he couldn’t help but notice the several eyeballs staring at him from the holo-room’s doorway.

...Everyone saw him... Everyone saw him get scared and be weak and lose control and make a fool of himself again... Scowling, Awesome quickly stood up, and nearly fell back down because of it. Though, when he felt a tiny hand grab his side, he forced himself to step forward, and managed to stabilize himself on his own somewhat.

“...Guess I failed the scenario, huh?” he mumbled. And with that, he rushed out of the room the best he could, practically shoving the other Watchdogs out of the way (though it was hard to tell whether that was on accident or not) and not looking back, not even when Peepers called his name.

()()()()()()()()()()

While he definitely wasn’t the most sympathetic or supported Watchdog out there, Peepers did have a lot of experience providing emotional support for his lord. He knew how to cheer Hater up, how to listen (even when the things upsetting him were ridiculous), and was even willing to give back rubs and supportive hugs when they were required.

But even with all of that experience, he still felt like he wasn’t properly prepared for this (and he HATED being under-prepared). But that didn’t matter. And, after one last moment of hesitation, he knocked on the door of what was formerly Smooching Room #3. “Awesome...?” After a few seconds, he opened the door and peeked inside.

The shark-man was laying on his bed, listening to some random electronic song (at a very high volume, if the fact that Peepers could almost clearly hear it was any indication), though he didn’t seem too into it. Still, it was a decent distraction, hence why he didn’t know that Peepers was there until after he opened the door. He glanced at him, and then paused his MP3 player. “What?” he asked quietly, not really looking at him.

“Well, erm... You left your blaster behind,” Peepers said as he walked in, placing the weapon on his bedside table, “Just thought I’d grab it for you...”

“Kay,” Awesome mumbled, not saying anything else. Honestly, Peepers was kind of waiting for him to start yelling or demanding answers. But when that didn’t happen, the commander decided to speak up once more.

“I wasn’t purposely trying to cause you to fail the simulation, just so you know. I was just-”

The shark finally gave a bit of a reaction at that. “Really? ‘Cause, it don’t seem like that from my end, bro,” he told him, scowling slightly.

“You’re the one who said that you wanted help getting over your fears,” Peepers retorted. Though, once he heard his own words, he realized that they had come out just a bit too harsh than he had wanted. “I mean, I just thought that it would be a good test for you. A chance to face your fears without the risk of physical harm!”

“Tc’ch, yeah well, you still could’ve given me a warning about it, you know?” Awesome told him, clenching his fists slightly, “But, like... I knew it wasn’t real, you know? Like... I knew it in the beginning, that the holograms couldn’t really hurt me, and I was ready to face them and still actually try to fight them despite knowing that they couldn’t hurt me. But...” His gaze fell to the floor. “But, but then I just... forgot, alright?”

Peepers’ own gaze softened a bit. “...I know... But, you could go do another simulation test if you’d like. Like I said, you have the skills to pass most of them.” He offered a small smile. “You could even try to get into that ridiculous Top Ten Scores if you really wanted to.”

He thought about it for a moment, his eyes still on the shiny, black floor. “...No thanks,” he said eventually before unpausing his music, clearly indicating that he was done for the day (and perhaps for a bit of time after that, too).

“...” Holding back a sigh, Peepers nodded and stepped out, only staying by the door for a moment before walking back down the long hall. “I really didn’t think it would be that big of a deal...” he mumbled to himself. According to his research, exposure therapy was always difficult but usually worth it in the end, and Awesome had been the one who had said he wanted to try and get over his fears.

“Besides, it’s not like the holo-setting was Dominator’s ship, or that the enemy was Dominator herself...” By all accounts, his theory AND his plan should’ve been successful! Yes, it would have been challenging for the recruit and maybe even a little intimidating, but it also should have led to a moment of personal growth, strength and success for Awesome - not to mention a bit of success for Peepers as well, being his trainer and all.

...But, perhaps that was his biggest mistake of all. Perhaps he should have known by now that things don’t always go according to plan...

“And this plan was definitely a failure...” For both Awesome and himself. “Hmph...” ...Then again, Peepers never was the type to just take failure lying down. “And maybe... maybe there’s a way to turn this failure around, or at the very least make up for it.” And just like that, the little commander had a new plan in his mind.

As he mentally hashed out the details, his steps quickened in both determination and in excitement. Oh yes... Even if he was admittedly a bit reluctant to launch said plan, he was certain that this one would work!

The night passed quickly. It hadn’t been a great sleep for the shark-man but it had at least been a decent one, with no nightmares thanks to his headphones blasting music the whole night and distracting the subconscious part of him enough.

“Not perfect, but it works for now,” Awesome mumbled to himself as he sat up, stretching slightly. After turning off his MP3 player, he turned it off and plugged it into his charger before standing up. But, no sooner had he touched the floor, did he hear a knock at his door. “Hm?” He briefly wondered who it could be before figuring that it would have to be Peepers. Who else would be at his room. “Ugh...” Still, not really having much of a choice, he opened the door.

“Hey.”

Awesome blinked. “Flex?”

“Yep,” the buff fistfighter nodded, “S’up?”

“Uh, not much. Just woke up...” he replied, suddenly feeling a bit self conscious about his uniform and lack of make-up, but he tried his best to shake these feelings off and play it cool. “So uh, what are you doing here, bro?” Sure, they had been talking about meeting up again on Awesome’s next day off, but they always met on his limo-ship (since the Skullship was considered a ‘work-only’ zone, or at least, that was the vibe Awesome always got from it).

“Just figured we could hang,” Flex replied simply with a small shrug, “And uh, your ‘commander’ (he did the air quotes with his fist-head) said it was cool for me to pick you up.”

“Oh...” No doubt an attempt to make up for what happened in the holo-room... Still, Awesome could appreciate it somewhat, though he hoped that Peepers didn’t give away too many details. “Uh, yeah, sure. We can hang.”

“Cool. Though, you think we can stop for some breakfast before we head back to our ship? I’m starving.” Awesome paused, putting a hand on his own stomach. After not having much of a supper the night before, he could definitely use something to eat now. “Besides, I heard a couple of our guys talkin’ to some of the eyeballs here, and apparently this ship’s food court has some pretty good breakfasts?”

The shark-man smirked a bit. “Tc’ch, yeah they do. Surprisingly, the food’s actually one of the better things on this skull.” Definitely worth the extra trip too. So, Awesome stepped out, closed the door behind him, and started to lead the way. “Not nearly enough fish, but still pretty great. Both Hatey and a lot of the watch-dudes here have got a HUGE love for Mexican food. Would you believe that they actually serve churros at breakfast sometimes?”

“Seriously? Huh. Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll have ‘em today.” “Heh, yeah, maybe...” As they get closer to the food court though, not only does Awesome pick up on the usual breakfast smells, but also certain sounds. Lots of talking, a bit of cheering, and... music?

“Wait... Is-? No way...” Picking up his speed a bit, Awesome makes his way to the familiar entryway, only faltering slightly at the fact that the doors are closed before easily pushing through them, and as soon as he’s in the food court, his expression quickly goes from complete shock to total excitement and happiness.

By normal standards, it’s not too crazy of a party. Nowhere near it, in fact, but that doesn’t mean there’s no evidence of effort or enthusiasm put into it. Pink, purple and teal streamers were hung along the walls as well as each food court station. Though, speaking of which, the normal counters were closed and instead the guests were getting their food from a long table. A typical party staple, even if the food being served was anything but, though it was breakfast time so at least the dishes being served made sense.

Stacks of pancakes and waffles next to a syrup fountain, three different kinds of milk to drink served in red plastic party cups, a mountain of various baked goods that were practically smothered in frosting and sugar, plenty of bacon and eggs, a couple actual party foods like popcorn and chips, and - what caught Awesome’s attention the most - a huge plate of sushi, with several different kinds of fish on it to choose from!

Of course, there wasn’t just the food. While there was nothing as cool as a disco ball there, there were a few party lights set up that changed colors and spun slightly. The music playing over the decent-sized speakers sounded like it was taken right from Awesome’s own playlist. All of the Watchdogs there looked like they were having a great time - Heck, he could even see Handy and Hater enjoying themselves through the crowd! Perhaps the best part of all though, was when some of the guests did notice him, there were no awkward stares or curious looks. There were only waves and smiles that happily inviting him into the party that was no doubt at least partially inspired by him.

“...So, pretty good turn out?” He heard Flex ask eventually, still looking as stoic as ever but a smirk clearly evident in his voice.

Awesome chuckled slightly. “Totally... Heh, I don’t think I’ve ever been to a breakfast party before but, still, this is pretty cool - and it definitely looks like a pretty good time too! Heh, thanks man, I really needed this.” He held his hand out for a fist-bump, but was immediately refused.

“Don’t thank me,” Flex told him, earning another look of shock from his bro and former boss, “I’m just the guy who made sure you didn’t miss this.”

“But then, who-?” He stopped, and after a moment, he gave a quick “See ya in a bit” to Flex before rushing forward and making his way across the party floor.

Luckily, even with the huge number of Watchdogs there, it didn’t take him long to find the person he was looking for, thanks to a certain tall helmet. “...So, what happened to mister ‘No-Way-Am-I-Ever-Throwing-A-Party-Here’?”

Peepers rolled his eye, but he didn’t scowl. “Let’s just say... I thought that maybe I owed you something, and I wanted it to be something you actually appreciate. Still, don’t be expecting something like this every time I make a mistake or you need some cheering up.”

Awesome chuckled, taking a seat next to the commander. “Yeah, I know. ...And you’re right, I definitely appreciate this. Totes appreciate it, and I’m definitely gonna enjoy it-” Especially since it would probably be the last time he partied for Grop knows how long. “But, I wanted to say thanks before I did.”

Peepers paused, then gave him a small nod. “Well, you’re welcome. Like I said, I did sort of owe you a bit of a compensation for my mistake...”

The shark-man leaned back slightly, grabbing a nearby cup. “Yeah well... You weren’t totally in the wrong, dude. I mean, I did say I wanted your help. And... Maybe the next time I try out that simulation, I’ll actually be able to get through it.” It was certainly an encouraging thought, no matter how unlikely it might have seemed to him at the moment.

“...I think you’d be able to,” Peepers spoke up, “You’d have good odds at doing so, at least. But... We can still work our way up to it. Try out a few other scenarios before revisiting that one.”

“...” Awesome smiled slightly, taking a quick sip of milk. “Yeah... Sounds like a good plan.” It would probably suck, and maybe he would even freak out again, but the more he thought about it, the more he was determined to eventually go through that holo-cave again.

Peepers smiled back, just a little. “Just as I thought it would.”

“Tc’ch, whatevs.” He finished up his drink after just a couple more sips, but before he could try to say his goodbyes to the commander (since he was sure that Peepers wouldn’t stay any longer than he absolutely needed to), a popular EDM song began to play over the speakers. Most of the Watchdogs cheered, and the crowd quickly became a dance floor. And as he watched, Awesome slowly started to grin.

“...Hey Peeps? Dance with me.”

“Excuse me?!” Peepers asked, looking at him like he was crazy, and even throwing in a small glare just in case it was a big joke.

But Awesome just chuckled. “Yeah, come on! Get out on the dance floor, just for one dance!”

Narrowing his eye at the recruit a bit more, Peepers crossed his arms. “Absolutely not.”

“Aww, come on, Peepsqueak! You’ve gotta have some sweet moves that you can show off! And besides, you do kinda owe me~”

Peepers groaned. “Okay, you are absolutely not allowed to bring up the holo-room incident every time you want something!”

“Oh I’m not,” Awesome insisted, still smirking, “I’m just gonna bring it up until you get out on that dance floor. And hey, f-y-info, bro, it’d be for your benefit too. Like I said, everyone needs the chance to party every once in a while.”

“Ugh...” The commander couldn’t help but roll his eye at the idea. Still, he had a feeling that this would be one thing that Awesome wouldn’t drop until he did it. So, making sure to scowl the entire way, he reluctantly hopped down from his seat and started walking to the designated dancing area, with Awesome happily following him.

It certainly wasn’t the greatest dancing. Definitely not as dorky as Hater’s, but still pretty stiff - especially when compared to the fluidity of Awesome’s dancing next to his. Still, Peepers was no quitter, and as the bass dropped and the song reached its high-energy climax, he did manage to loosen up just a little. His moves still looked somewhat planned, but at least they also looked somewhat natural, and even a little enjoyable.

“Told ya you had some sweet moves in you!” Awesome shouted over the music. Peepers just tried to ignore him and continued dancing, making sure not to make any big missteps in front of his men despite still looking a bit awkward. At the same time, Awesome tried to match his moves, making them look a bit more like a performing pair while still adding in his own unique flair. As a final touch, both of them received huge applause and loud cheers as they struck their final pose on the song’s last beat. Perhaps it had just been a trick in the lighting or something, but Awesome could have sworn that he saw a faint smile on Peepers’ face.

...Of course, it only took a couple seconds for the commander to make his way back off the dance floor, but Awesome didn’t try to hold him back or force him to stay, nor did he feel too upset when he realized that the party would probably only last until the late morning.

It didn’t matter if it was tame or short, it was still a party, and he was going to enjoy it. He was going to let himself feel good and feel on top of the universe, just like he did at every party he threw or attended, and no matter what training or challenges Peepers or the universe had in store for him, he was going to try to hold onto that feeling as long as he could. Honestly, it was the least he could do, both for the commander and for himself. His big comeback disaster hadn’t been his final party. His failures hadn’t marked his end, and thank grop for that... But, no matter what happened next, he told himself that this party wasn’t going to be his final party either.

And he was going to make sure of that.

THE END

#wander over yonder #the awesome arc #emperor awesome #commander peepers #oneshot #my writing #fanfiction

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