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[snazzydwarf]

Jasons pit madness is actually him going mama bear mode-

I was brushing my teeth when this DC x DP idea just zapped into my brain and I HAD to let it out-

So I'd imagine that in the GZ time works differently, but in the sense where it passes really really slow compared to how it would normally pass. This is to allow newly formed spirits a time to grieve and heal before saying good bye to their loved ones.

So now imagine a newly formed Jason Todd arriving to the Ghost Zone, still donned with the Robin outfit he died in. 

While he floats aimlessly around for a while he eventually encounters another young ghost... like really young, no more then 5 years old.

He watched as this kid, his kid, grow into the powerful ghost he was always meant to be. His favourite moments where when Clockwork allowed them to visit outside the GZ to go stargazing so they could fulfil the kids space obsession. 

This ghost is Danny. (You can choose your own way of him getting there but I would imagine the portal being completed way earlier than cannon but still follows how Danny got his powers, although this time he was trapped on the other side of the portal rather than popping back out into this parents basement.)

Years pass in the GZ and Jason has officially taken Danny under his wing. At first it was difficult, he was only 15 goddammit! He shouldn’t be the soul caretaker of this kid, let alone a dead one! But the thought of leaving Danny alone in this green void made his stomach churn, he couldn’t up and leave and abandon a kid he said he would take care off, he would do anything for Danny. He wasn’t like Bruce

They were fine, happy even, he couldn’t imagine a life without this little tyke who became his whole world in the time he was in the Zone, but then it was all gone. His core felt a sudden pull so tight it felt like it was being ripped out of his body, it hurt, oh god did it hurt but it couldn’t compare to the sound of Danny’s cries as he watched Jason crumple to the ground and begin to fade away.

He stalked through Gotham at night and began setting up his plan for revenge, although Red Hood was born he couldn’t help feel like he lost something. The slightest thing would tip him of, making him go into a blind fury, ripping his enemies apart in an almost frantic desperation. He knew he was searching for something, fucking something, but what is it? 

He was back in the land of the living, and he was furious, but he didn’t know what for. His memories where fuzzy at best and the only thing he remembers is a sharpness in his chest and green in his vision. 

At first he thought it was the desire for revenge, that he was searching for retribution against the man who killed him and the man who didn’t do enough to save him, but it wasn’t until almost a year after he took up the Red Hood mantel did it all click into place and his world suddenly became right again, all it took was one voice and one word.

“DAD!”

[azulpitlane]

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pairing: lando norris x ricciardo!reader summary: after being caught hooking up with lando, you both decide it would be good for your images to fake date. too bad you hate each other. notes: been loving enemies to lovers rn🫣 masterlist

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f1gossip New WAG alert? After a night of partying, Lando Norris was pictured kissing Y/n Ricciardo outside the club! Onlookers claim they then went home together after this👀 He was seen having a private dinner with another girl just a few days ago and rumored to have brought a different girl on his ski trip a few weeks ago.

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user lando is on a streak LOL

user this is so random?!? i was not expecting this duo but im here for it HAHA

user no cause she rarely attends races but when she does shes never seen with lando?😭

user omg he better not play my girl, I love y/n

user WHAT DOES DANIEL THINK OF THIS OMG

user I wanna read the family gc so bad...

user wait they would be so cute

user is he finally settling down omg

user I hope so, I lowkey see them together

user im here for it!! shes so much better than these other girls hes been seen with

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danny what. were. you. thinking. you're in so much trouble missy call me ASAP!!!

y/bff/n LANDO NORRIS?!?!? WHAT HAPPENED TO HIM BEING A PIECE OF SHIT??? girl we need to debrief last night

lando norris we need to talk

Fucking fantastic.

Based on your notifications, you put two and two together and realized you were paparazzi'd with none other than the man you hated the most. You and Lando had a very complicated relationship to say the least. You had met when your brother, Daniel, joined McLaren and from the start he had given you the cold shoulder. You didn't know what you did wrong and tried to be kind to him, but after a while you stopped when he dismissed you like a child. You thought you would get along with him after Danny had told you about his interest in photography. You yourself were a photographer and decided to take the year traveling with your brother to capture some photos in F1, but you had figured the fame was getting to Lando especially after his breakup with his girlfriend. He was starting to bring different girls to the garage in every race and you would never see them again after.

You remember your last interaction with him in the McLaren garage in the final race of the '22 season was when the complicated part of your relationship began.

"What are you doing here, y/n? This is a place for serious professionals, not hobbyists."

"Lando, always the charmer. I'm here to photograph greatness."

"Greatness? You wouldn't know greatness if it lapped you on the track."

"Well, I'm pretty sure greatness doesn't come with an ego the size of your car."

"Watch your tone, y/n. This is a dangerous place, not a playground for kids."

"I can handle myself, Lando. Unlike some people, I don't need a helmet to protect my head."

Both your eyes were filled with hatred as they interlocked, each refusing to back down. As the race begins, y/n continues to snap photos, capturing Lando's intense focus and determination.

After the race, both Lando and Daniel were disappointed they were not able to get into the podium on their last race of the season. Your brother asked for some time alone so you approached Lando, camera in hand, knowing it would be the last time you were in the same garage as him.

"Tough race, Lando. I got some incredible shots, though."

"Don't patronize me, y/n."

"You know for what it's worth, I saw a different side of you on the track this season. It's like you're fighting not just against other drivers, but against something within yourself.

"What are you talking about?"

"I may be the younger sister of your teammate, but I'm not blind. There's more to you than the arrogant facade you put on."

After that conversation, you began seeing Lando less and less considering your brother was now racing in AlphaTauri and you were hardly at the paddock anymore. The few times you did see Lando, the tension had shifted into something different. But it was now winter break and you and Lando were both back in Monaco.

You had gone out last night and you did not believe your luck when you saw Lando in the same club with a smirk on his face. Determined to show you could rise above the tension, you decided to lose herself in the pulsating rhythm of the music. As you moved to the beat, you felt a tap on your shoulder. Turning around, you found yourself face-to-face with none other than Lando.

"Surprised to see me, princess?" He looked at you with a mocking smile knowing the nickname would rile you up.

"Surprised to see you alone at a club and not wrapped up with some girl? Yes, actually."

"Didn't take you for the jealous type, I like it."

Against your better judgment, you found herself drawn into banter with him. The tension between you turned into a strange kind of chemistry as you exchanged barbs, each remark escalating in intensity. A few drinks were exchanged and you slowly began to lose your guard around him and eventually ending up on his bed that night.

You groaned at the memory of last night's mistake and decided it was best to text Lando back before anyone else to get your story straight. He quickly replied saying he was on his way and you began to straighten yourself up.

"You know usually when I hook up with a girl I don't see her the next morning. Consider yourself lucky y/n."

"Still arrogant as ever, even when we're both fucked right now."

"Well you're a little more fucked than I am really."

"Just get in here Lando." You opened the door to let him in and quickly shut it afraid you would be pictured together again.

"I've got good news for you sweetheart. My team has made a plan to sort this mess out."

"Go on with it. What is it?"

"Jeez feisty in the mornings, heh? But congratulations, you are officially my girlfriend, we've been dating for a few weeks now and have kept it under wraps to figure out our feelings for each other privately."

"A fake relationship? That's your solution? No fucking way."

Lando sighed and rolled his head back in annoyance. He knew you were immediately going to shut this idea down but he had planned what he was going to say beforehand and knew what to say to convince you.

"You think I want to do this? My team needs me to do this, I haven't exactly looked like a saint these past few weeks and hooking up with my friend's sister behind his back isn't going to make me look any better."

"And what's that got to do with me?"

"Well in case you haven't noticed, this doesn't look good on your part either princess. There's some hateful people on the internet already slut shaming you and saying you betrayed your brother. If we tell people we were already dating prior to these pictures, it lessens the hate. Not only that, are you really going to tell Danny you had a meaningless one night stand with one of his friends?"

You knew he had a point. Danny wasn't going to be happy if he found out about the brewing tension between you and Lando.

"Please y/n, the internet already likes us together. This would be good for us."

"Lando Norris saying please? Wow, never thought I'd see the day." You genuinely were shocked at his desperateness for you to agree, you didn't think about how this affected him as much it did you.

"Yeah, yeah. It's only for a few months then we could go back to pretending we dont exist to each other."

"Okay fine, just for a few months. And I'm doing this for Danny, not for you." You quickly agreed not really thinking it would be that big of a deal. Just a few posts and appearances together and this would be over before you knew it.

"I knew you'd give in." Lando gave you one of his infamous smirks and planted a kiss in the corner of your mouth. "Now come on we need some pictures to make this convincing."

And so it begins.

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user OMFG

user im actually so happy theyre so cute😭❤️

user WHAT WAS DANNYS REACTION

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danielricciardo on the next flight to monaco btw. maxverstappen1 yourusername ooouuu you're in troubleeee user LMFAO MAX user WAIT DID DANIEL NOT KNOW???

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user AHAHAH he doesn't seem too happy user 💀

user am I tripping or is he holding y/ns camera🥹

user it looks like the one she always has on her I LOVE THEM ALREADY

user my new roman empire I won't shut up about them from now on

user wasn't lando just with other girls?

user he can have female friends!! its not impossible

part two??

[rboooks]

DC X DP fic idea: Congratulations! It's Triplets!

Jason Todd can't remember half the crazy shit he did when he returned from the dead. There were a few years when his memory gaps were so significant lost he honestly forgot what year it was.

So he's not surprised he did some dumb shit where he was less weapon and more power-hungry teen.

He doesn't remember Jazz Fenton that well, but he does remember waking up next to her, making her breakfast as a thank-you for the fun night, and slipping away before she could ask too many questions. Logically he knows that leaving before she woke up was a bit of a asshole move but he hadn't cared back then.

He had thought he would never see her again.

Imagine his surprise when she enters a youth space program WE is running five years later. By this point, he had calmed most of his pit rage and had reconnected with his family. Bruce had even legally made him alive again so he's there as Brucie's second oldest.

Tim had practically shoved him as one of the heads of the program since Jason had rapidly developed the image of being the most Charity drive Wayne.

The point was to help city kids go on clear sky trips and co-work with NASA to help children who love the stars get closer to them.

Jason knew that Jazz, a woman of twenty-three, would have no reason to be present since the program was for kids ages four to twelve.

But the three dark hair blue, eye triplets that were dragging her around the booths indeed did.

By the looks of the triplets, they were five to six-year Olds.

Jason also noticed another thing about them. They were exact copies of himself and five years ago was the last time he saw Jazz before slipping away.

It wasn't possible right?

Trying not to bring attention to himself, he followed them through the event, noting every little gesture the children made. With each passing second he saw more and more of himself in them. Once the lights were dimmed for the crew to project an exploding star on the walls and ceiling, he could creep close enough and steals three hair samples.

Later he would test the DNA against his own and find himself staring at the results with slight horror.

He's a father to triplets and left their mother alone to raise them on her own. Jason needed to fix this as soon as he could.

(Danny, Dani and Dan get de-age after a misguided attempt to take the throne from Danny by a ghost whose extraordinary power was to revert people into a weaker stage and attack them. Luckily even as small children, they were able to defeat her. Unfortunately, they would have to regrow the human way to return to their ages.

Clockwork offers them a different dimension for them to age in, explaining it run crazy slow compared to thier own. One year in the other world would be a week back home.

They talk to Jazz who agrees to take emergency leave from work after faking a terrible accident with her brother, and she hopes over to Earth-slightly-to-the-left to find a house suitable for re-raising her siblings. There she realizes this is her chance to enjoy her youth too.

She has her first one-night stand.

She doesn't tell them when they hope over, and all of them go about life as simply as they can in a city as dangerous as Gotham.

They find out later that there is even a slight version of their family here though it's primarily due to someone on their dads' side of the family messing up the family tree by marrying someone different than their great-grandfather

Instead of Fentons, the versions of their family name is, Evans. Crazy.

Even more Crazy is that they return home after a week-long camping trip through a NASA-based program to find Bruce Wayne at their doorstep, a team of lawyers behind him, and Jason Todd holding flowers next to him.

He thinks he's the father of the three because that's what the DNA pulls since it's a version of them and when Jazz is so worried about collapsing the timeline and getting on Clockworks bad side she plays along.

She later finds out from a very calm Danny that Jason is not related to them. It's just that their comeback from the dead rearranged all three of their DNAs, so Jason was merely matching there. Jazz testing herself against Jason proves this to be true.

Dan and Dani? They just wanted a rich dad who showered them with gifts in an attempt to make up for missing six years of their lives.

Danny just wants Jazz to admit she's in love with Jason.

Abd Jazz? Well, she just wants to be a good guardian for them and hopes she can pretend to be Jason's baby mamma until they can hope back home.)

[clockwayswrites]

Masked in Amity

CW: Sam doesn't come off great in this, but not Sam bashing. She just has a lot of growing up to do still and knee jerk reacts badly. (I also don't want to listen to any Sam bashing please and ty.)

Sam’s room still looked the same as always. Danny supposed that’s what happened when someone moved out for college but still came home again— especially to a home like Sam’s. There were only a few posters, a few photos, and a knickknack or two that had changed between high school and now. Danny sat on the edge of the bed like always.

“So how’s school doing?” Danny asked into the awkward silence. Silences never used to be awkward between them, or was that just looking back with rose colored glasses?

“Ugh,” Sam gripped and flopped back onto her bed next to Danny. “Why would you even ask me that? You know I hate it.”

“Because it’s what you’re doing right now? It’s a huge part of your life, you can’t just… avoid it.”

“Watch me,” Sam said, bitterly. Her snarled lips looked weird without the dark purple lipstick. “I’m going to get my stupid law degree my parents are paying for and work at some stupid corporate firm Dad has connections at and when my trust fund has made enough in interest I’m going to quite and go open a non-profit and sue all those fuckers I was forced to work for over how they’ve fucked up the environment.”

“Okay,” Danny said. He didn’t want to argue about this. He just hoped this plan worked better than the last three Sam had had before her privilege knocked her down a peg.

“Can I ask about, I don’t know, your time in Chicago at least?”

“Chicago is amazing,” Sam said, wistfully. “Being in Chicago, I mean, I’m sure you know how it is, it really makes it clear how backwater Amity Park is. The things people worry about here are so small compared to what’s out there!”

Danny just hummed in response. He didn’t exactly know what to say to that. It didn’t feel completely wrong, but it wasn’t right either. Worries weren’t a competition like that.

“And the bands!” Sam continued, thankfully changing the topic. “I have got to see so many amazing bands. The local scene alone is amazing and no one knows about them so you can be right up close and a lot of times even talk to the band after. You should come for a show sometime.”

“I can try to,” Danny said. Sam’s music wasn’t usually his thing, but something like that might be fun. It would be different at least. Danny gave her a little smile. “Maybe Tucker could make it out too.”

Sam rolled her eyes. “You know he won’t. When was the last time you talked to him not on the computer or the phone? He’s only here at Christmas when you aren’t.”

“You know how I feel about Christmas, Sam,” Danny said, holding back a sigh. Sure Tucker had been busy lately and that had made him more distant, but he was still one of their trio. “And if we plan something then Tucker can schedule for it. Don’t count him out just because he’s busy.”

“Alright, fine, we can plan something for a bigger show with Tucker,” Sam agreed, “but you still need to come out to something local. They’re really better anyways. We’ll go out to eat first and hit up a bar or three after. I know some really great places— places like you’ve never seen.”

Sam reached up and wrapped her hands around Danny’s neck, pulling him down a little. “It can be a date.”

Something in Danny balked at that. It was an innocent enough comment. Sam and him had dated and then not and then dated again or just had fun together. They’d known each other so long that it was easy to just ebb and flow out of the different levels of a relationship like that.

This time, though, Danny found himself resisting the tide. “Or we can just hang out.”

The almost dreamy smile Sam had crumpled into a frown. “What? I mean, sure, it can, but why? Are you seeing someone?”

“Yes? No? I mean, I’ve been… sleeping with someone, but we’re not dating or anything.”

“That’s okay,” Sam said easily. “I’m not going to make you be exclusive. I don’t want to be either right now; we’re not around each other enough for that and You know that I’ve been sleeping with my roommate sometimes and I’ve met a cute person in study group now too with amazing fingers.”

“No, I know, just…” Danny gave a frustrated noise. Nightwing and him weren’t even close to being exclusive. Someone like Nightwing could have anyone they wanted and with how much he liked sex, Danny was pretty sure Nightwing did have whoever he wanted. Danny was just… convenient for the hero side and Danny didn’t begrudge the other that. It was convenient for Danny too. It was just…

Danny didn’t want to keep living the same cycle with Sam where he was her world for a few weeks or months and then just back to an occasional phone call. He didn’t want to keep being pulled back to Amity Park. Maybe meeting her in Chicago would be different enough, but Sam was still so tied to Amity and always would be by her parent’s money.

“Maybe we shouldn’t do this again,” Danny said slowly, feeling the words out as he said them. “Maybe it’s time just to leave us dating in the past?”

Sam dropped her hands and sat up. “Excuse me?”

Danny rubbed at the back of his neck. “Just, we’ve tried being together in a lot of different ways and we always end up in the same place.”

“So you want to leave me in the past?”

“No!” Danny said quickly, trying to get ahead of this before Sam spiraled too badly from making assumptions. “I’d love to come to Chicago and see a band with you! Just… not as a date.”

“Because you want to leave that in the past,” Sam snapped and got up off the bed.

Danny scrambled off also.

“That’s not a bad thing. I enjoyed it and I know you did too. Just more, okay, maybe that wasn’t the best phrase? I mean maybe we shouldn’t go down that road again when we know where it’s going to end.”

Sam crossed her arms. That was never a good sign. “Right, because I’m always going to be a dead end, is that it? Not like you who’s off playing hero with the big names?”

“What? What does me being a Titan have to do with this?”

“Don’t play dumb, Danny, we both know you’re not. You left to go be a famous hero and hardly looked back at Amity Park or me or Tucker or your parents. What if the town needed you?”

Danny threw his hands up in the air. “Why would they need me? I destroyed the portal, came to an agreement with Vlad, made sure my parents couldn’t build another working one— it fixed everything!”

“And then left.”

“So I could help other people!”

“Sure it wasn’t so that you could be famous?”

Danny closed his mouth with a clack.

Sam winced at her own words. “Danny…”

“No.” Danny backed up a few steps from her. “No. You don’t get to— you of all people don’t get to come at me like that! I never wanted to be a hero, Sam! You’re the one who said I needed to protect Amity and you were right, sure, but it’s never what I wanted! You wanted it!”

“Danny, no—” Sam reached out for him and Danny stepped back again, hitting the wall.

“Yes you did, Sam! You did or I never would have had to die a second time after your wish! I lost everything again! I don’t have a future like you and Tucker, I just have being a hero. I just have being dead.”

“Come on Danny,” Sam tried. She moved close again, slowly, like Danny was some sort of feral animal.

Maybe he really was just a caged beast.

“I’m just— I better go. I’m just going to go,” Danny said. In a flash of light he was back to being Phantom. He let himself tip back and phase through the wall.

As he left Amity Park behind, he couldn’t help but think it really said something that he was far more comfortable being Phantom these day than Danny.

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AN: Here's yous all voted on treat for the day! This comes before Danny showing up at Dick's door, quite upset.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 30

Danny became aware suddenly, the memory of his mothers parting shot as he fled fresh in his mind. He panicked, thrashing around in what felt like a thick liquid when his hand hit what felt like a wall of glass.

A tube? Was Danny floating in a freaking vat somewhere? He didn't remember anything after being shot down by his mom but he knew if he was in a lab somewhere he needed to escape!

In moments he was on the ground surrounded by wierd fluid and shattered glass. He ripped the oxygen mask off his face and threw it away from him as a violent shiver wracked his body.

Looking up he was surprised. He was expecting the bright shiney metal of his parents lab, or the white of the GIW lab, heck, even the wierd purple thing Vlad sometimes had going on would have made sense. As much as he would have hated to have been saved by the fruitloop, it would have been a familiar fight.

The devil you know and all that.

But no, this lab was all dull blacks, dark grays and inky shadows. The tubes around him bathing the atmosphere in a soft green glow that barely illuminated anything.

Great. Wonderful. Just what he needed. More people making more problems for him.

Danny picked himself up off the ground, shuttering again and was surprised to realize he didn't have any clothes on.

Danny decided that whoever had kidnapped him was going to get acquainted the Anti-creep stick. Luckly there was a closet nearby with what looked like a superhero costume in it. Okay. Hes dealt with weirder situations.

He put most of the suit on, leaving behind the cape, mask and chest straps. Danny had to admit he liked the red and black look. The gold was a nice touch...too...

Oh no. Where these supervillian clothes?! Red and black are totally Saturday morning cartoon villian colors! His mind started whirling, somthing that it doesn't usually do as he made his way over to the darkened computer almost by instinct.

Then he looked up.

There wasn't a lot of light in this place, but there was enough to see his reflection in the blackness of the computer monitor. One problem.

That wasn't his face.

He was as this strangers face twisted into confusion and horror. Was he overshadowing somebody? No. No...he was...Tim Drake? He watched as his reflection furrowed his brows.

No. He was Danny Fenton, son of Jack and Maddie Fenton. Local mad scientists.

But...he was Tim Drake, son of Jack and Janet Drake. Archeologists.

A distressed sound left his throat as he slid to the floor, two entire lifetimes flashing before his eyes as he tried to figure out what was real. He tried using his powers but nothing happened. That should have answered everything, right?

But that wouldn't explain how he had shattered the entirety of the thick glass of his tube prison. The glass had been completely shattered and landed in a circle around the tubes base in a way no punch could have done, no matter how powerful. Does he have powers that are simply unavailable right now or is there another explanation?

Either way he should probably wear a mask so people don't ask why Tim Drake is dressed as Red Robin, huh?

Oh god. Red Robin.

He woke up in a cloning pod in one of Red Robins secret labs! He remembered Jack, Maddie, other Jack, and Janet's treatment of him. He recalled each and every dismissive comment, every empty promise. Every time the bleachers were empty at his vollyball games. Every time he was left home alone for an "important" dig. Every time his parents ran off because a ghost might be nearby. Every time Tim would throw everything to the wayside to focus on a case. Every time Tim would throw away his own health and well being for a goal. Every time...

Danny straightened up and pulled himself off the floor before he started typing away at the computer and planning his next moves.

Regardless of what was happening, if he was Danny overshadowing a clone or if his life as Fenton was just a dream from a pod, he knew one thing for sure.

He did not need another neglectful parent.

Aka Danny runs around Gotham avoiding the bats, the press, the rogues, the petty criminals, the mob, and the police. He fails of course and manages to somehow make enemies out of everyone all while having a massive identity crisis and searching for a new home far far away from here before Tim Drake figures out who he really is...

[evilminji]

Thinking About Ghost Writer's Library ( o.o)

Yeah, that's right folks! It's ya girl! Back on her bullshit, with PONDERING TIME. But like? GW? Is AT BEST? Somewhere around Victorian or Edwardian, given his aesthetic, right? And? Granted! It COULD be, he just vibes SUPER HARD with this Hot New Look(tm).

But like?

He is Baby.

They basically ALL are Baby. It's the... no, A(!) Baby area of the Zone. A place where sentient life is JUST sort of beginning to happen. On the COSMIC, INTERDIMENSIONAL, scale of things. What, after all, is a MERE few millenia? When the average is counting things by Eons? And even WORSE? When your ENTIRE COUNTRY and HISTORY is? What... CENTURIES?

Zygote. You are not but an infant. Back to daycare with you.

Which of course, leads the baby sitters. Even the occasional Adult. SOMEONES got to watch them. But it's not like THEY want to volunteer their eternity. They have Obsessions to follow. And there are A LOT of Baby Zone's to watch! More forming every day! The great dance of Life And Death etc etc, Yada yada!

Who's being punished? Make them do it! *Clockworks in long term plan*

But! Not the point here! Though fascinating to consider! The POINT? GW->Baby. His Library? Larger then then any Earth libraries, yes. But! Still SMALL. A BABY'S collection of books! Still growing. And for all his bragging and posturing? FAR from the Zone's BEST Library.

It likely doesn't even get to make the LONG FORM list.

Which Danny? Who is STILL banned? Quickly figures out. Because? Amity Library is... DECENT. It's working with the funding It's gotten dispite the damage ghost fights have done. Danny loves that library. He does. But... he also? Kinda has run out of things to READ.

And like HELL is he gonna BEG to enter GHOST WRITER'S Lair. Mister "Love Christmas or I'll torture you with it" can SUCK [REDACTED] and shove it up his [REDACTED BUT WITH VIOLENCE THIS TIME]. So? He asks, vaguely of course, Mr. Ho the librarian what he should do.

The man practically froths at the mouth at the thought that there is some BASTARD denying children books over PETTY PERSONAL BULLSHIT. Wants to meet this guy out back. "Talk books". Mr. Ho is like a bazillion years old and a tiny grandpa, he's amazing and Danny STILL kinda wants to be him when he grows up.

But since Danny won't let him deck Ghost Writer. He shows him how too look up other libraries in the area. Which... sparks An Idea(tm). He thanks his favorite librarian and races home. Makes a Bee Line for the Far Frozen.

Can he LOOK at the Infinity Map, Frostbite? He knows taking it is only for Important Events, but... why, you ask? Well...*explains*

Which is how he ends up, with a pen and paper, watching Trained Yeti Map Makers(tm) quickly sprawling out Map after Map, as Frostbite (who is apparently the only one AUTHORIZED to do this, who knew?) formally asks the Map in? Weirdly specific and oddly phrased ways, for the best libraries? Huh?

Ooooh! Frostbite is authorized because he's the only one TRAINED in the exact workings of the Map. Yeah, that makes a lot more sense. When Danny was using it, it dragged him at like Mach bajillion all over the place and he had to keep rephrasing things.

So? He can go now, right? Since he has the directions?

What do you mean "not quite"?

Danny finds out he needs an "Adult Escort". Because he is Baby. And much like children can not fly to Peru alone from halfway across the globe, so too, they can not LEAVE the baby zones to travel through Adult Territories where they could get Ended by accident, WITHOUT Adult supervision. Safety first!

D:< He just wants BOOKS!

Fine! Clockwork is old as BALLS! Older probably! He's LITERALLY TIME! How's THAT for OLD, huh?! Can he GO NOW!? He just wants to check out their ghostly sci-fi section! He's curious AF! He bets they have ALIEN Sci-fi! Come oooooooon!

Clockwork, of course, let's himself be dragged along. Because this is hilarious. AND going to terrify so, SO many assholes. Which is Funny :)

Danny gets his library card to *Unpronouncable without several neck bones humans do not have*, which is the size of Jupiter's BIGGER BROTHER. It isn't even the "Best" library. Just the closest. Danny has a manic... everything, the Fenton blood is strong with this one. So Many Booooooooks~!

And yeah, school books or whatever, probably a great learning resource.

BUT THE SCI-FI AND COMICS SECTION! It goes on for MILES! LITERAL MILES! *incoherent noises of joy*

Needless to say, the Librarians think he's ADORABLE. Such an eager reader! And so SMALL! A BABY! Look at his lil hands~! Be careful with the books, okay sweetie? Oh heck yeah! He WILL be!

And obviously? He gaurds those books with his LIFE. That's his Premium VIP Celebrity Gucci Bespoke Comics of The Multiverse Access! You'll have to pry it from his multi-dead, still smoking, Ended 5Ever hands!

The problem with THIS is?

Even with careful book covers? Those are CLEARLY glowing books. Like... day glow. Unnaturally glowing. The OTHER problem, is UNLIKE that baby GW? Adults can make their books multilingual. OMNILINGUAL. Is this book in French? Or Ainu? Yes. If it's YOUR language, then that's what you're reading in. Is it a bit clunky at times? With things that don't translate well, having to be explained in side notes? Yes. But better then not being able to read them at all!

And of course, comfort and repetition breed mistakes. You get too used to doing something. Forget you're supposed to be HIDING it. Maybe you go to college. Maybe the world moves on. You bring down a government agency with your friends. Become an infant king, much to the unspeakable alarm of the adults who SHOULD have been watching and protecting you. Maybe you have WORDS with them. Who's to say.

You're tired. It's been a long month.

You just want your coffee and a snacky lil treat. Something yummy for the you. Surely you've earned it, right? You've been good. So you take your sweet new alien sci-fi epic, your scrunkly feral Racoon lookin self, and you crawl like the half dying man you are. Towards the sweet relief of sugar and caffeine. Pride? You don't know her. Gib the coffee or you bite.

Unfortunately! There is some shitty "the Youth Today blah blah blah, let try and catch them of gaurd with loaded questions to prove my point and make a whole generation look dumb" reporter on campus. You see them out of the corner of your eye. They clearly think you are the weak link.

They are making their way towards you, mic raised.

Ah. Tragic, they have chosen death.

Before they can reach you, you raise your voice and not so much throw them under a bus, as drive the bus over THEM. Because THIS Coffee shop is the Punk hangout spot. And you've made casual friendly acquaintances with the six foot something, Sam clone from Scotland, whose life goal seems to be "Fight God".

And THESE fine folk DEFINITELY want an interview :) Have Fun, Thorn!

Needless to say, the clips go viral. With Danny sitting in the background, coffee and muffin achieved. Minding his business. Reading his glowing book. Which everyone ignores, on campus. Because EVERYONE knows Danny can make things glow! It's his weird minor power. Some lab accident in his teen years. NBD

But like... no body ELSE "knows" that. So it attracts attention.

Which would be FINE.... if he was reading an EARTH book.

But he's NOT.

And someone recognizes it.

Maybe it's Martian. Kryptonian. Could be Asgardian. Depends on the crossover you want! Because it could be ANY crossover! Lost books. Not just the Great Classics(tm) that people like to save. But the silly ones. The small ones. The equivalent of dime store novels and cheap drug store comics. Children's books. Banned books. The things Powerful People tried to erase from history itself. The things TIME tried to erase, with the fall of nations and the coming of war.

The destruction of worlds.

All of it there.

Imagine it. Standing on a planet, far from the world that was once your home, KNOWING in your heart that everything is gone. Everyone. That NOTHING but what you carry with you remains. And looking up one day to see, in the background of some average and silly video? Not "War and Peace" or "Great Expectations" or some other likely exported peice... but? Some youth reading that overly dramatic trashy sci-fi book that your cousins wouldn't stop raving about. The ones all the adults were SICK of hearing about.

It would NEVER have passed the bar for export.

It was silly and embarrassing but culturally significant.

It's... it's right there.

How?

Wouldn't the desperation that fills you be suffocating? Are there others? Is that an original? How is it here? How can he READ it? Who taught him? Who IS he? Is he one of us? Where? How? HOW?! Please. PLEASE!

And Danny? Would have no idea! :)c it's great~

@hdgnj @hypewinter @the-witchhunter @ailithnight @mutable-manifestation @nerdpoe

[wolfjackle-creates]

broski I beg of u to tell me about your Danny is Clark’s nephew wip im so intrigued

@hailsatanacab also asked about this one! I shared two snippets for them so check out Part 1 and Part 2. (about 900 words total between the two asks.)

This was inspired by the discussion on a prompt you made ages ago, actually! Here's the post. The main prompt isn't the inspiration, however. It was the comment about Danny joining the JL and [insert spiderman meme here].

Let's see if I have anything I can add. (I changed things enough when posting the first bits that everything else I have doesn't fit anymore.)

Eh, fine. Just went through and wrote another 600 words.

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Danny winced. “Yes, Uncle Cl— Kal. Uncle Kal.” Danny glanced next to him and realized Constantine had moved several feet away and was deliberately trying to not attract attention. He bit back a smile and pulled on the Prince Phantom persona Queen Dora had forced him to learn. “Thank you for your assistance, Laughing Magician. I now declare our deal complete and will make no further claims on you.” He waved his hand producing a piece of parchment which he handed over. “As promised, your payment.”

Constantine grabbed the paper and backed away quickly. “Great. Glad to do business with you, your highness. Hope your family reunion goes well. I’ll just—” he jerked a thumb over his shoulder, then changed something and disappeared through a portal even as several of the League members present tried to yell at him to stop.

Danny rolled his eyes as he fell back into his more relaxed demeanor. “Oh, please. What more did you want from him? I’ll talk to Uncle Kal and he can decide what is important to pass on. Magician Constantine already told you most of what he knows.”

“Just… come on, Danny,” said Uncle Clark. “We need to talk.”

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Finding a place to talk to Danny wasn’t the problem, Clark quickly realized. Shaking off his coworkers, however… Bruce in particular did not want to be left out. And Wally was too curious to be put off.

“Danny?” called Clark when he realized the kid wasn’t with him.

“By the viewing window,” said Bruce. “He seems to enjoy the view.”

“Right. Should’ve guessed.” Clark cursed himself silently for forgetting how much the kid loved space. “Batman, please. I know you like to know everything. But can I just talk to my nephew alone? I’ll explain everything I can after, but I need to know how this situation could’ve happened in my own family without my knowledge first without you being there inserting Opinions.”

“Very well. I’ll collect Flash and we’ll leave the two of you alone. But I expect a full report after.”

“I’ll make a peach cobbler, Ma’s recipe, and head to the Manor tomorrow to tell you everything.”

“I’ll let Nightwing know.”

Clark sighed. “I’ll make two cobblers.”

Bruce’s lips twitched upward, but he turned without saying anything more. “Flash! Since this matter is going to be delayed, I believe you still have to file your report on the incident last week.”

Clark chuckled as Flash protested. But he didn’t listen to their discussion, instead joining Danny by the viewing window. He settled an arm around his nephew’s shoulders. “Beautiful, aren’t they?”

“I can’t believe you get to come up here and look out at the stars any time you want.”

“I don’t get up here as much as I’d like, I’m afraid. And when I am up here, it’s because something somewhere is going wrong so I don’t get to appreciate it as much as I’d like to.”

“So, if you’re an alien, does that mean Dad’s an alien, too? Is that why he is the way he is? Am I part alien?”

Clark laughed and ruffled Danny’s hair. Like this, it felt almost insubstantial, like passing his hand through mist. “Fraid not, kid. No one knows why your dad is the way he is. I can’t remember how often he was tested for the meta gene.”

“Once a year every year from the time he was six until he was twenty-two and graduated undergrad and started living on his own. Then he stopped for a few years. Until he started dating Mom. He accidentally broke her apartment door once and she insisted he get tested again.”

Clark wanted to laugh, but all he could remember was Danny’s earlier statement. “Danny… Are you…safe with your parents?”

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Again, anyone is free to continue this! If anyone wants, I can combine everything into one post to make it easier to do so.

[halfagone]

Let Gotham Be Terrifying

I've seen many different takes and versions of Gotham, but I would love to play into the fact that Gotham is the second most crime-ridden city in America. That's right- Gotham, for all its horrible cruelty, still does not compare to Blüdhaven. But that doesn't make it any less terrifying, especially to newcomers.

I know a lot of people say that Amity Parkers would be desensitized to the Rogue attacks, because of the ghosts that constantly haunt the streets. But I think they would actually be more horrified of Gotham because of the ghosts.

Because here's the thing about Danny's Rogues Gallery. For all intents and purposes, they don't actually want to hurt people. The ghosts might not be harmless, but neither are they expressly malicious.

The Box Ghost? Give him some of your leftover cardboard from when you were moving apartments, he'll appreciate them and leave you alone for a while as a thank you. If you catch him at the right time, he might even be willing to lend a helping hand. With the promise of the boxes afterwards, he doesn't do work for free after all.

Lunch Lady? You'll see her at the soup kitchens or the food banks lending a helping hand; sometimes she even gets invited to the soccer games to act as hostess and she makes the best main dishes. And her dessert? People have made remarks that they're to die for, which is more than a little insensitive but hey, still true.

Ember McLain? Phantom's made a deal with her: so long as she keeps her mind control out of her music, she can play however much she wants. They hold weekly concerts in the park, you just gotta make sure everyone scatters by the time the Fentons arrive, and don't say shit to the GIW when they come around asking, and everyone comes out of this happy.

Kitty and Johnny? Sure, their arguments always cause a ruckus, and it can be more than a little awkward to watch a couple scream at each other in public. But if you're willing to lend a kind ear to Kitty when she's upset, she's far less likely to lash out and hurt people as a result. As for Johnny, let him do a couple laps around town and he'll get his head on straight. If the Red Huntress doesn't do it for him, of course. And when they're on good terms, you'll sometimes see them walking about town, holding hands and just having fun. Sometimes they'll buy some ice cream or other treats from stores. No one really knows where they got the money, but it's legit and no one feels the need to turn them away, if they're respectful about private property.

Youngblood? He's a bit brash and immature, but sometimes you'll catch him hanging out with Phantom playing astronauts. Sometimes you'll even see him hanging out with that girl Phantom playing cowboys. He likes to play at the parks and playgrounds with the other kids his age. And yeah, sometimes he hogs the toys a little too long, but he's the best storyteller the kids on the yard have ever seen. He's a great playmate once you get the hang of it.

As for Skulker... eh, he and Phantom have their fights but honestly, it's the collateral damage that causes more problems than the ghosts themselves. The morning commute should not take this long.

Spectra got ran out of town forever ago and at this point, people can recognize her on sight. If your mental health has taken a startling downturn, contact one of the helplines and if worse comes to worst, reach out to Phantom to make sure she's not sticking her nose where no one wants her.

Desiree- watch your mouth and stop saying the word 'wish' and you're set for life. She can be petty sometimes, but again, that's why you watch your mouth.

For 7 out of the 9 cases here, the ghosts don't actually mean much harm. Other, more powerful ghosts like Vortex or Nocturn don't come around often. They might think Phantom is a little bitch, but they respect his territory. They would do the same if they were in his place. Predator acknowledging predator, as I like to say.

But that's the distinct difference. The ghosts can be bargained with, reasoned with. If you give them some other outlet, more often than not they're willing to take it and don't bother anyone first.

The Gotham Rogues on the other hand? There is no indulging the Joker or Black Mask or Scarecrow. In some cases, even when Mr. Freeze's wife is cured or he's finally let her go, he still keeps to his life of crime. What about Harvey Dent? Zsasz? Manbat? A lot of these Rogues cannot be reasoned with.

And this isn't even including the drug dealers and the muggers and the traffickers. This isn't even including the corrupt police and the even more corrupt local government. This isn't even including the likes of the Court of Owls and the rich and elite that run the show. This isn't even including the League of Assassins, who've always had a vested interest in the city.

And isn't that sad? Doesn't that say something when the living are crueler than the dead?

So give me a Danny or a Jazz or a Tucker or a Sam- any Amity Park citizen you want- that is disturbed by the thoughtless destruction and murders. Give me a Jazz that takes one look at the Arkham Asylum patients and is unnerved by their incapability to change. Give me a Danny that visits Gotham one time to lend a hand, and by the end of it, he turns to Batman and he says, "I don't know how you do it."

Because this is a family of vigilantes, who all besides one, do not have powers. They have to cover a city filled with millions of people, watch over them every night, and try to stop any possible terrible atrocities. Because even if every single member of Batman's Rogues Gallery suddenly dropped dead, Gotham has far deeper issues than just them. That is why Batman's crusade is endless. That's why it's not as simple as flicking a switch.

Gotham is terrifying. And what does it say when the Batman can put the fear of god into a city like that?

Batman is terrifying, and I think sometimes that can be a reminder to us all.

[gracev0609]

Plaything

Josh X Danny X Y/N

WC: 2k

Warnings: 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sex, Jealousy, Persuasion, Polyamorous Relationship

Cowritten by my lovely friend @lipstickitty ❤️

The bar was loud with chatter, laughter and music pumping, but Danny could still make out Josh's distinct laughter. He zeroed in on his partner while Josh chatted and flirted with a woman at the bar for the last fifteen minutes.She was laughing too loud at whatever story he was telling her, making sure to put her hand on his bicep. Danny's jaw clenches hard and he sees red when Josh locks eyes with him over her shoulder as he pushes a stray piece of her hair behind her ear.

Danny gripped his pint glass tightly in his fist, shooting back the rest of his now warm beer before getting up making his way towards Josh. Josh, who was supposed to be on a date with Danny.

Danny stood right behind Josh, his chest against his back, towering over the smaller man,” I thought you were going to get us another round babe. Who's your friend?”

Josh cranes his neck to look at Danny,”Oh! This is Steph, she's a fan of mine!”

Danny's eyes narrowed slightly at the use of the word mine, Josh giving him a little smirk back.

Danny places his hand on Josh's hip, his fingers finding their way into the opening of his pants pocket,” Of yours huh?”

Subtly Josh backs his ass into Danny's crotch, knowing the game he's playing very well, making sure Danny is pissed enough to give it to him exactly how he needs it.

“Yeah Hun, Steph here said I'm her favorite and asked if she could get us a shot. So I'll be back to our table soon!”

Danny seethed, being dismissed too easily when he was promised a nice night out with his lover. Through clenched teeth he tells the girl it was nice to meet her and orders one more beer. After getting his beverage he stomps back to the table he's been inhabiting alone for the better part of the evening, pulling out his phone and scrolling through socials. Picture after picture of his friends having a great Saturday night with their friends and lovers mock him. He contemplates texting Y/N, but he decides she doesn't need to know about his less than stellar evening.

Josh saunters back to the table with a partially emptied cocktail in his hand,”You ready to go after your drink?”

Danny clenches his jaw for the umpteenth time this outing,”Yeah Josh. All ready to go.” He tilts his head back, guzzling the rest of his fresh beer before setting it down on the table harder than intended.

“Finish your drink Joshua.”

Josh feels his blood travel south as Danny goes to settle their tab. Danny is pissed and that's exactly how Josh wants him.

Once in the car Danny's navigating their way home with a set jaw, and one hand gripped in the wheel. So far he's been silent, the tension in the air causing Josh to shift in his seat subtly pressing his palm to his erection.

Danny barks,” You had a fun night. Are you palming yourself because of that girl or because you know you're about to be punished.”

Josh whips his head towards his love,” No! Not.. not because of Steph.”

“Oh! You remember her name.”

“I mean she was a nice girl Daniel, that's it.”

Daniel's nostrils flare,” She's not so nice when she had you ignoring me for most of the night!”

Josh slinks back into his seat, Danny's booming voice shaking him slightly. He felt himself twitch in his pants, maybe it was a bit twisted but Danny's anger was turning him on immensely.

Josh places his hand on Daniel's thigh, feeling the tension radiating off of him,” I'm sorry baby, really I am.”

“Whatever Josh. When we get home your ass better go straight to our bedroom.”

Josh lets out a breath quietly muttering,” Yes sir.”

The rest of the drive was silent besides the low hum of the tires on the road. Once home he threw the car into park, quickly getting out of the vehicle with Josh following him dutifully. Danny tossed his keys into the catch all tray next to the door in the foyer before storming to the bedroom. Josh caught Y/Ns eye from her place on the couch. She furrows her brow, “What happened Josh?”

Josh giggles, grabbing her hands helping her off the couch,”Dates not over yet baby. Come on.”

She catches the way his smile turns slightly wicked,”Oh? You pissed him off on purpose. What a bad boy Josh.”

Josh leads her to the bedroom where they find Danny already shirtless with a pair of restraints in his hands. Twisting and turning the material in his fingers, staring at them in his grasp.

“Strip and get on the bed Josh.” Danny softened his gaze looking at his other love,” Hi baby. I wanna eat your pretty pussy, how does that sound?”

She nods her head, taking a seat at the foot of the bed. Danny lovingly cups her jaw, stroking his thumb against her cheek. He turns his attention to Josh, making his way to the head of the bed.

“Give me your wrists.”

Josh presents his wrists to him, his eyes soft waiting to see what Daniel has in store for him. Danny loops the fabric around his wrists securing them tightly, perhaps a little too tight, before securing them to the headboard.

“Stay put and watch.”

Turning towards his love,”Y/N sweetie, how about you sit in the armchair, that way he can watch us.”

She sits down, scooting her hips to the edge of the chair and Danny kneels in front of her immediately removing her lounge pants. Josh watches as Danny immediately dives his tongue into her folds making her yelp, the obscene audio making him fully harden.

“Fuck Danny!” She groans as he focuses all his frustrations into eating her out like a starved man desperate for a meal. Motion on the bed catches her attention, and she bites her lip as she watches Josh flex his hips into nothing. He's aching for attention. He's hard and leaking as he continues to writhe on the bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he silently begs to touch or be touched.

She pulls on Danny's hair, easing him off of her a bit,” Danny… he needs attention.”

Danny sucks her labia into his mouth quickly before detaching to respond,” No.”

He buries his tongue in her folds once again.

Shakily she breathes,” You can't ignore him Danny, that's mean.”

He removes his mouth from her once again, his eyes cold,” Oh? Like the way he ignored me all night to flirt? He can watch.”

Danny turns his attention to Josh for the first time since he bound his wrists,” How does it feel to watch Josh?”

A quiet whine slips from Josh's lips, and he clenches and unclenches his fists. His legs tense and relax, he's so worked up.

Danny softly coos to Y/N,” Want you to cum on my tongue okay baby? I need to taste how sweet you are.”

Danny thrashes his head side to side, tongue lapping across her clit over and over. Finally her body tenses and releases, Danny growls as she cums on his tongue, exactly what he wanted.

A small,” Please Danny” comes from the bed.

“Mmm, no. I don't think you've earned it yet baby.”

Josh looks at the ceiling, willing the tears away, and Y/N takes pity on him. She makes her way to the side of the bed, kissing him softly as Josh immediately deepens it before Danny pulls her back and they both cry out.

“Enough! Y/N you know he's being punished for his behavior, don't make me punish you too.”

“Please, I need something! I'm so hard, I've been hard. It hurts, please I need… I need relief.” Josh pleads with tears fully streaming down his cheeks.

“Please Danny, I love you! I wanted you to claim me not forget about me.”

Y/N speaks up,”Danny look at him!”

She takes in his tears on his cheeks, his body flushed red, and his cock throbbing.

“He's fine Y/N.”

This isn't going the way Josh intended, at all. He has one more idea to try to get his way, after all he was looking forward to Danny's hand wrapped around his throat not being tied up and left wanting.

Josh chokes out a sob,”I'm not having fun anymore.”

Immediately Danny’s eyes soften and he unties his wrists,”Oh, baby I'm so sorry.”

He kisses his red raw skin on his wrists, before cupping his face in his hands,” I love you. I'm sorry Josh, do you want to stop?”

“No, just touch me. Please.”

“Absolutely baby, anything you want.”

Danny wastes no time peppering his face with kisses, tangling his hands into Josh's curls. Y/Ns hands run up and down the land of Josh's torso making his stomach muscles flutter with the teasing touch.

Josh preens at the feeling of both of his lovers hands and mouths all over his body. His fingers tangle with Y/Ns capturing her attention,” Lovie…. My cock, it needs attention. Needs your mouth.”

Quickly she kisses down Josh's body, taking his aching length into his mouth. Josh melts into the mattress, finally receiving relief.

“Does that feel good, my love? Finally getting what you needed.” Danny croons into the hot skin of Josh's neck.

Josh rapidly nods his head moaning out as pleasure builds quickly within his body with each flex of his hips. Much quicker than he was expecting. Josh grabs at Danny's hand, bringing it to his throat,” Can I cum Danny?”

Danny securely squeezes the sides of Josh's throat, exactly the way he likes it,” Yeah baby, you can cum. You've earned it.”

“Do it Josh, I want it,” Y/N says from below, her voice gruff from the abuse her throat has taken. She wraps her lips around his head, hollowing out her cheeks taking him down as far as she can. Josh digs his nails into Danny's forearm as his eyes roll back. His back arches and a moan squeaks out from his throat as he finally releases. She swallows down all he has to offer, her tongue lapping at his cock until he's a twitchy mess.

“Fuck! I'm so sensitive.” Josh pants.

His love crawls back up his body as he takes a deep breath still coming down from his high. She nuzzles her face into his neck, kissing the now damp skin,”Do you feel better baby?”

He nods, reaching for the prominent bulge in Danny's pants.

“Let me make up for what happened at the bar.”

Danny rolls onto his back Josh eagerly pulling his pants and underwear down, letting his cock spring free. No sooner than removing his clothing from around his ankles Josh was eagerly sucking him down.

“For fucks sake Josh,” Danny groans, throwing his head back into the pillow.

Y/N finds Danny's mouth, her lips connecting with his. He immediately deepens it, prodding his tongue into her mouth. Pleasure floods Danny's body as Josh bobs his head faster, cupping his balls with his hand. Panting, Danny bites down on her lips, whining into her mouth as he comes undone. Once Danny has come down, Josh gently pulls off of him. He places wet hot kisses to the inside of his thighs, nuzzling into Danny's skin he sighs,” Nectar from the Gods.”

Josh resumes his place in the middle of the bed, sandwiched between the loves of his life,”So…. I have a confession to make.” He turns his head looking towards Danny,” I pissed you off on purpose, and I said I wasn't having fun on purpose. I- I wanted this, I wanted you to spoil me.”

Danny's jaw drops,” Wait?! You're fucking me. You- you! What the hell Josh I felt bad! And you just wrapped me around your finger getting whatever you want.”

Josh intertwines their fingers together,” But I love youu!”

Fin.

[hhalobaby]

my main killers with an s/o who likes hugging their arm

pairing(s): frank morrison/reader, danny johnson/reader, caleb quinn/reader, michael myers/reader, rin yamaoka/reader

tags: clinginess, arm-hugging, hand holding, fluff, some domestic stuff, some suggestive behaviour (danny)

please dont repost this fic anywhere else or plagiarise it in any way (this includes translations) tysm

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frank morrison

he likes it a lot

it fills him with pride whenever you cling to his arm and press close to him

he can literally show you off as his like this to everyone who's willing to look

but he's also from a fucked up past so he literally craves all affection from you

so yeah, frank loves it

he might not always return your affection but he gets a little fussy if you dont cuddle up to him for a certain period of time

he prefers showing his love through kisses, an arm around your waist or you sitting on his lap

will sometimes slip his hand into one of yours to assure you that he does in fact love your clinginess, he's just not great at reciprocating the way you do it

when you're both out doing stuff he'll hold his arm out for you so you can link arms with him (it makes him feel like a gentleman)

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danny johnson

unlike frank, he demands you hold onto him when you're out in public.

in his mind, it shoos away creeps that try to talk to what's his

indulges your clinginess with his own clinginess, i.e: hugging from behind, a hand always on you somewhere, arm around your shoulders or waist, ect

sometimes he'll tease you, but he'll never turn your affection away

will go nuts if you kiss his shoulder

he comes from a pretty broken family (like frank) so he also thrives off of all your affection

it fills his ego that you're his and his alone. also fuels his love for you

sometimes he plays into a more dominant roll and teases you about it in a different way ("you have to be all clingy, right baby?")

he feels a little odd when you're not hugging onto his arm, so he immediately seeks you out to cuddle

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caleb quinn

this old man is from a completely different time period, so he likes it but still finds it a little odd to get used to

don't get me wrong, he loves you being all touchy with him, he's just not used to men having their women hang off of them

the ladies in glennvale were all respectable and kept to themselves, so this was a very nice change of pace

will use you hugging him to tug you to his chest

loves when you sit on his lap when he's working on projects, but you will have to mainly sit on his good leg to avoid the bad one aching.

when he's angry he prefers to be left alone to brood, so if you don't know and go to latch onto him he'll snap at you

approaches you later with a mumbled apology and a tight hug

learns to love linking arms with you, he finds it intimate to be so close whilst walking somewhere or just in general

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michael myers

he doesn't get it. like at all.

why are you only hugging his arm? why weren't you hugging him directly? had he upset you??

is so confused, but learns to live with it as you pretty much always held his arm.

he quickly catches on that you do it to be close to him, and he will silently inch to the idea of you hugging his arm

for example, if you're stood nearby and not doing something, he'll nudge his arm against yours so you'd hold onto it

i feel like he'd raise his arm whilst you're holding it just for fun. he likes when you dangle from his arm, it makes him feel strong

his own love language is just his presence at first, but eventually he'll initiate some small hugs/hand holding (tbh holding his hand is like having your hand stuck in a vice, he hasn't mastered that yet)

whilst sat cuddled into his arm he'll rest his head upon yours if you're lucky

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rin yamaoka

soo... her arms a little odd to hold

one of them is in literal pieces, so you'd feel a little awkward trying to hug that one

so you take to hugging the other (less chopped up) one instead

rin immediately panics because her body is littered with glass shards, she doesn't want to hurt you!

it made cuddling with her a little awkward, because to be honest sometimes you forget and hug her then get stabbed by glass

she will openly tell you that she'd rather hold your hand (with her left hand of course) to prevent you from getting hurt

she would absolutely love to cuddle with you like a normal couple, but with her body being as it is she thinks it would be a little dangerous and awkward

she does like to make you laugh though, so she'll extend her arm a little further than it's supposed to go so her hand is literally just floating around you

it's great for giving across the room high-fives or distant hand holding <3

[medusas-graveyard]

Unhealthy Obsession.

Okay wait actually, remembering how it took a while for Pariah Dark to get sealed off just means that they were some bending in his sworn oath, right?

Okay another angst prompt, consider; softly insane! Danny.

(Tw: Dark!Danny, morally ambiguous? No one's having a great time tbh but like it's poetically soft imo. Also our boy's officially lost it :∆ his words are cryptic.)

Final warning: This is depressingly sad for Danny's part, sure. But he's also unjustified so I'll classify this as [Dead Dove: Do not eat]

Danny's adopted by the Waynes just like, a bit little short time before his coronation (also he's around 16-18 years old because I'm dragging the desperate for validation because he never felt seen unless someone praises him trope). At that time span he's this very rarely seen brother that's absolutely trying his best between juggling his very impromptu 'how to be a proper monarch' lessons (read: the ancients drilling manors, rules, oaths, etc to his poor head because they don't want a repeat Pariah Dark) and being a present family members because he genuinely loves them. (They know about the vigilante stuff and the Waynes understandably backed away from convincing him, seeing how Danny already has shit ton on his plate.)

Until one day something big happens that almost ended the world, and Bruce dies. It was just him and his dad there, with no other bird or bat in sight. No one knew yet— no one needs to know. Kronos' carefully crafted human, no— prince finally shatters after all the pressure, and all he thinks is how unfair the world has been to him.

It's a very, very slow descent to insanity, what he had been through.

He lost so much, he won't lose anything again. And amidst the eerie scenery of a prince cradling the body of his father, was the sight of himself stitching him back together— giving him a new life. He whispered apologies after apologies to the unconscious man; and for a second Kronos would've pitied him.

Except he didn't. He knew he can't.

After all the chaos they finally had each other again, and Danny stood contently as he watched Alfred personally tend to his family's wounds, big or small. He also watched as his family bicker with each other after all they've been through, and realized something; all of this will die.

Alfred, Bruce, his brothers, Cass and Steph— they're all painfully mortal. He'll outlive his family, and in the end he'll be alone. He doesn't want to be left alone.

And what is to do when you realize your family is painfully, awfully mortal?

...you either curse them with immortality, or place a generational curse on them so you'll all meet in every life, of course! (Oh, did I mention about cursing your family so they'll all get reincarnated everytime they die to make them find each other by everytime?)

... except these curses are incredibly forbidden, because they go against the nature of life and death.

Which leads to the sight of Danny being cuffed from his neck, his arms, his wrists, and his legs. His expression is deadly calm, he smiles softly contrast to the Waynes that are watching in horror. He watches as his family's face contorts to something unreadable when his captors reads over his charges, and he couldn't bring himself to feel remorse.

"By the name of the Infinite realms, Prince Phantom is sentence to imprisonment, for the charges of tempering with the cycle of life and breaking the Royal oath."

"He will be serving until the day of his coronation by the terms of the infinite realms, under the watchful gaze of the ghost of time. The guilty may be there farewells before they are sent to their sentence."

Danny smiles at them; soft but undeniably cruel. He bows at them, like how he would bow on days where his father would teach him how to ballroom dance.

"this is not a goodbye, it is merely a see you later." He starts, voice full of merit. "May we meet again, and may the circumstances of our next meeting a better one."

His smile turns sharper then, the contrast between it and his soft eyes sends an unpleasant shiver. "For our destiny are tied, and our Fates will overlap with each other."

"You cannot change our destiny. For the blood of the covenant is thicker than the water of the womb, and our bond has tied us together."

"None of you will run from me— none of you can run from me."

"Because I will chase you down and hunt you until our family is complete."

[deadbydangit]

Ooo, I have an idea. I hope it's alright to request!

How about killer S/o who's power is literally their tears. Like the Entitiy saw they cry so much their tears are basically a weapon they can shoot out. They're really sad and sensitive, and often clings to whoever they're with out of fear.

This with maybe Ghostface, Joey, Oni, Huntress, and Leon?

I like it. I hope you don't mind if I simplify it a bit as a killer who doesn't want to be a killer.

With a depressed Reader who doesn't want to be a killer

Ghostface, Legion (Joey), Oni, Huntress, Leon

Ghostface

Why are you crying all the time?

Murder is fun!

Danny can't understand why someone who has been given the power and free rein to kill won't take it.

Still, it's hard for him to watch you cry all the time.

And he finds it a little annoying.

The world isn't fair.

Honestly, the world is kind of a bitch.

But he really hopes you can take advantage of your situation and learn to at least tolerate it.

Still, he feels kind of bad.

You didn't choose this.

But, without it, you two would never get to meet.

So at least there is that upside, right?

He'll sit with you and listen, but don't expect too much more than that.

He can give you hugs and kisses.

Maybe even tell you some funny stories.

Empathy isn't his thing.

He loves you, he just doesn't know how to show it in terms of sympathizing with you.

Legion (Joey)

Being a killer wasn't at the top of his list of things he wanted to do.

But, here he is.

Yeah, he had doubts in the beginning.

He even felt like a piece of shit.

So he knows what you're going through.

Taking his first life, he threw up and buried it in the snow.

He'll be there to listen to you.

You can cry as much as you need, he isn't going to judge.

Because he's been there.

He hates seeing you in so much pain.

You didn't deserve this fate.

If he sees you crying, he's going to hold you.

Sometimes he'll even cry with you.

He's hurting for both of you.

He can't stop your pain.

But he will always be there for you.

Oni

The world is unbelievably cruel.

He knew that better than anyone.

He knew why he was here.

He curses the Entity for what it's doing to you.

This shouldn't be your fate.

But your fate, just like his, is sealed.

He won't let you suffer in silence.

He's hugs may be bone crushing, so he'll lighten them up.

He'll dry your tears.

He's not great at the whole comforting thing.

His life wasn't filled with too much affection.

He's going to make a sincere effort for you.

Kazan is going to teach you all he knows.

He loves you, and he won't let you cry alone.

Don't worry. You're in good hands.

Huntress

She grew up in this lifestyle.

So killing holds no significance to her.

You kill, or be killed.

That's what he mother told her even before she started walking.

But Anna knows she isn't like other people.

Most people didn't grow up like her.

Taking a life, no matter if it's human or animal, is difficult at first.

She'll assure you that you shouldn't be ashamed of weakness.

Weakness just means you have room to grow.

And she's going to help you get there.

Don't worry about making mistakes.

It took her practice too.

She's going to teach you, just like her mother taught her.

She'll let you cry.

The realm is stressful, everyone deals with it differently.

She'll make sure you know she's there for you.

Leon S Kennedy

Yes, he's a survivor.

Yes, you're a killer.

But Leon, unlike most of the other survivors, has killed before.

Taking a life isn't something simple.

He understands how much pain you're in.

It's okay to cry.

He's cried before too.

When his friend, Luis, was killed right in front of him, he sobbed like a baby.

He shared this with you, because sharing weakness makes him feel closer to you.

So cry.

He won't judge.

He would never judge you.

He'll lay you on his lap and let you cry it out.

He loves you. Killer or survivor.

[swap-meetog]

I've been thinking a lot about this charity thing recently and I'd like to do a good deed this Christmas. I would like to donate my body to someone in need. I have a nice young body and I've built some muscle by hitting the gym frequently. I hope I can help make this guy's Christmas happier with this. He'll remember my sacrifice right??

All you wanted to do was something charitable for someone less fortunate, and that's commendable!

You thought giving up your body to the less fortunate would be the best gift you can give this holiday season, and honestly... look at you. Most guys would love to have your body.

You posted some coded messages, and before long, you found Danny. He was a little on the heavier side and lonely this season, and you thought it would be great to let him know how warm and nice the holidays can be with a boyfriend (and yours is kind and handsome).

In retrospect, maybe you should have told your boyfriend your plans, but you decided it would be funny to look back on, and you wanted Danny to get the full relationship experience. So your boyfriend was none the wiser when you and Danny met up. You had found an idol online that, when touched by two consenting people, would swap their bodies.

It happened instantly, and you found yourself in a slightly shorter, chunky body looking up at your former self.

It felt weird having a gut, as you have spent so much time in the gym recently to make sure your body was perfect. But you both parted ways amicably, and you told him to enjoy the body for the week.

Danny's apartment, you discovered, was small and messy. You saw he had Grindr on his phone, and seeing as you were technically single, you tried talking to a few guys. Some let you down easy while others openly mocked your body, and that stung.

Two days later you get a text from your old number. Turns out, your boyfriend wanted to make this year special as well. He asked Danny (in your body) to take a trip with him, and they were partying on the Gulf coast. You wanted to help someone out, but you didn't expect all of this to make you feel so powerless and alone.

The following day, you receive a picture from Danny. Your boyfriend proposed while on vacation and "you" said yes. Danny then informed you that he knew how the idol that swapped the two of you worked, and while he felt mildly bad about this, he was going to refuse to ever go back to his old life. He thanked you for the amazing body, and a fiance, and promptly blocked your number.

You stared in shock at your phone. You are now trapped in a chubby body who doesn't have the energy to even attempt the gym, and no guys were interested in talking to you. To make matters even worse, you had left the idol with your old body, as that's who owned it. Now you can't get back to your own body, but you also cannot even switch into someone else.

You set out trying to just do a nice deed, and by that measure you were successful! Now you have to figure out a way to make this body and life work, because that's all you have now.

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Citizens of Amity Park finally hear Phantom muttering the words they've been dreading since all this ghost business began.

Someone overheard Phantom grumbling to himself about wanting to quit and leave to greener pastures and the city finally decided to take a stand.

Not against the ghosts mind you. Just the Fenton parents and thier nightmare portal. No one could have expected a flash mob to break down the Fentons front door, storm down to the basement and start ripping apart the portal with thier bare freaking hands.

CPS was called at least 30 times about the Iron Maiden alone and probably another 60 just for the sentient food monsters.

Dannys life is turned upside down as his parents are arrested and the portal destroyed. Jazz comes in for the save accusing Vlad of abuse (which is very true and Danny backs it up) so the court would deny him godfather status.

After the dust settled and Jazz managed to get a "trial period" as his gaurdian his life was actually...kinda great.

He found himself smiling more and his grades shot up. His friends and sister kept reminding him that his parents deserved to be in jail, which he knows but doesn't like.

He was happily flying around after stopping a car wreck from occurring when the guys in white shot him. He was about to defend himself when the town swarmed around the agents with actual pitchforks and torches. Danny wasn't sure where those came from but it was nice seeing the GIW getting chased out of town...

[kristi16]

How we got into inchident p.6

pairing: charles leclerc x female reader warnings: smut, loving sex, angst, fluff words: 3.3K summary: You attend this gala event, Daniel is making you feel uncomfortable again and Charles is nowhere to be found. Thanks to this, he experiences what is like to make love to you ______________________________________________________________

We got into his car. I acknowledged myself how slightly nervous I am. Because I am basically arriving at this gala meet as his...company. Right. Because we are like not together. Even though he marked me from the very first beginning but still. As I was waiting till Charles open my door, I just remembered who the fuck I am and got my confidence back. I don't have to be afraid of anything. Because I am always protected. No matter what. Charles opened the door, I smiled and got out. So many flashlights and camera pointing at us. I covered my eyes with my hand. ''Take my sunglasses love'' He handed me them and I put them on. I could finally see where I was going. Charles was leading but I don't even know how he could manage with so many flashlights. When we got inside, there were plenty of people. Charles held me by my waist. He loved your waist. Anyway, we were passing some people and got to Ferrari team. We greeted each other and they weren't even surprised that they saw us together. I guess it was obvious. Hard to tell. We spoke for a little and then Charles told me he must greet some great people in here but doesn't want me to come. It won't be fun he said. I just nodded and went to grab a glass of champagne.

''Well, Y/N.'' I've heard behind me. I turned around and saw Daniel. ''Oh, hi Daniel.'' He got surprised. ''Not a Danny anymore?'' he smiled mischievously. I just smiled shyly. ''You look gorgeous.'' ''Yeah, thanks.'' I told him while looking around. I really didn't want to talk to him. At all. ''What do you have here?'' he said teasingly. I turned my head and looked at him. He already had his fingers around my necklace from Charles. ''Wow, he is marking his territory. Like his little slut.'' *Gulp* And that is when I got frustrated. And mad at him. For saying such words to a lady. I grabbed his hand and tried to push it away from me. But he held his position while looking at me. His eyes full of lust and desire. ''For fuck's sake back off Daniel!'' I said with a higher voice. ''HEY!'' I got startled and Daniel as well. He lost his grip so I had the chance to take his hands off of me. My savior was Max as I discovered. ''Is there some problem or what?'' he told with this face of his which basically means don't try me. Daniel just chuckled, looked at me with this signal that this was not over. And walked away. Then Max stood in front of me, approaching me from the side where he was initially. ''Hey, you alright?'' he asked. ''Yeah, I guess so........... But clearly this is not fine! He just cannot back off. I've told him. I tried to push him, but it didn't work.'' ''I know.'' ''I'm just frustrated. And scared.'' He was looking at me. I said shyly afterwards. ''Sorry. Too much talking haha.'' ''No, not at all. It's just you should talk to Charles about it.'' ''Yeah. I know. And you are right.'' He just nodded and was heading back from where he came. ''Max?'' He turned his head. ''Yeah?'' ''Thank you.'' ''It's nothing.'' ''No, it's not. It could have ended differently. But you were a good man and I thank you for that.'' He nodded again and left. And I was left alone once again. Slightly scared that whenever I go, I will be alone and Daniel's going to wait for me. I don't even know what was happening. I've thought of getting out of this place. Going somewhere where it is quiet. I just wanted to enjoy some time alone. Without all of these extranjeros *people I don’t know*. So I sneaked out through the back door. I didn't want to be seen leaving gala without Charles. Probably just another unnecessary drama. And I have enough of it because of Daniel.

These people. I'd rather much be with ma cherie. I looked around from the balcony but couldn't see her down there. ''Excuse me, gentlemen.'' I went down to check upon my cherie. When I was walking down the stairs I got approached. ''So. You marked your new territory hm?'' Daniel spoke to me. This one I don't have energy for. I just hissed at him. Walked around him and searched for Y/N. I couldn't find her, so I thought of toilets. I went up to look and carefully ask if she is not inside. But nothing. Now I got uncomfortable. Where is she?? I went down again, desperate to find her there. I saw Max how he is looking at me, I approached him. ''Hey, mate. Do you know where Y/N is?'' ''No, I actually don't know. But I wouldn't be surprised if she had just left.'' I got confused a little bit. ''Why would she do that?'' ''Because Daniel was kind of harassing her and you were nowhere so. Probably left.'' '' WHAT DO you MEAN that Daniel was harassing her??'' ''Well, I didn't see much. But I saw her how defensive she was, so I went towards them and heard her say back off Daniel, but he was clearly not listening. I had to intervene. Because he was holding her necklace and didn't want to stop. She was there totally alone, mate.'' Now I get his comment on the stairs. This little fucker. Fuck. I messed up big this time. I am stupid. I got frustrated. ''I would search for her. And Daniel- just deal with him later, ok? She has told me that she is scared.'' I titled my head and pat him on the arm. ''Thank you.'' He just nodded and I went to search for her. In this unknown city. I tried to call her, but nothing. Texts, nothing as well.

I had my eyes closed when enjoying the peace around me. I felt so much better now. I got shivers down my spine from the cold, so I decided to go back home. Charles won't probably be there yet so I still will have time for me myself and I. When I arrived to the hotel and opened the door, there was already light inside. I saw Charles sitting on the bed. Looking frustrated. When he acknowledged me, he immediately got up and went towards me. I closed the door and was confused about this. He hugged me. I hugged him back but not with such a strength. ''Hey, what's wrong? Are you alright?'' I asked. ''ME?'' he snapped. ''Are you kidding? Of course, I'm not alright. I left you at the fucking gala meet alone with fucking Daniel to whom I couldn't even protect you from because I was elsewhere, and Max had to do the job for me! And when I know all of this, I couldn't find you on top of that! You don't answer my calls or texts. Jesus Y/N, what do you have phone for?!'' he yelled.

I frowned. Frustrated a little bit about it. ''Charles I was scared. I am scared to be left alone anywhere near Daniel. He grabbed my necklace and just held it for too long. I tried to push him off, but he resisted. I literally had no chance.'' Charles cupped my face and rested his forehead on mine. ''Mon amour, I am sorry. So so sorry. It won't happen again. I'm won’t leave you next time.'' I just listened. Not saying anything. ''Charles, I'm very scared.'' ''I know. I know. I will deal with him later. Now you are important. And I need you to feel safe now with me.'' We stayed quiet for some time. I was lost in my thoughts. ''He told me I'm like your little slut.'' Charles pulled himself back a little bit so he could stare into my eyes. His hands still cupping my face. I looked down. He didn't tell anything. Instead, he started to kiss my jaw. Very gently. Touching me like I am some fragile vessel. All of a sudden, he grabbed me under my knees and lifted me up. I squeaked a little bit. Smiled. He let me fall back on the bed. ''Can I take this off?'' he was asking about my dress. I just nodded. And laid my head down.

I wanted to make her feel safe with me. But when I've heard those words from her I had to show her that she is certainly not a slut to me. She is a woman I adore and love so much. And I needed to show her. I chose to be gentle and loving right now this night. I put her down on the bed. Got rid of her dress and kissed her all over body. Sweetly, innocently. Just very much gently. When I got between her thighs I stopped. Waiting, asking for a permission. She hummed and moved with her hips towards me. So I took it as a yes. I inhaled her scent, driving me crazy immediately. She tastes like heaven. Sweet heaven. I could do this my whole life. I rubbed my cheeks against her folds and felt how she is shaking under me. I was so lost in heaven I didn’t recognize she is whining and wanting more. I went back on her and sucked on her clit. Bringing her to her peak soon. I pushed two fingers inside of her tight pussy and stretched her out. She cried out my name. Like she always does. I looked up and saw this beauty melting under my touch. Feeling that she is feeling great right now. Worshipped. I sucked harder, pushed harder and that is when she came. I helped her coming through her high with still licking her and fucking her with my fingers and when her breath slowed down I did as well. Resting for some time between her legs. She suddenly went for a sitting position. I got up looking at her what is she doing now. She went for my trousers. I titled my head. ''No mon amour. Not tonight. I need you to know that you are much more than sex to me. And I don't want you to give me anything tonight. Just receive. Be a good girl and receive. Feel how I'm taking care of you. Making you feel good without expecting anything back.'' she stared at me for some time. With this expression like she didn't want it that way. I supposed. But then she just nodded. She laid down, me as well right next to her. I held her in my arms. ''How are you feeling now?'' ''Better, Charles. But I just wanted to have a sex with you. Feel connected to you. You know? Sex is so much more than penetration Charles.'' I've thought about it for some time. Perhaps I could try and make love to her. But it is so hard not to fuck her hard when she is driving me crazy. I’m like a mad man when it comes to have a sex with her. I’m certainly not gentle or loving. But I care about her too much, I wanted to please my woman. ''And you still want to?'' ''Yeah.'' She said quietly. I rushed and got on top of her. Positioning myself between her. She moaned a little bit just by the sight and I started to lose it. ''Fuck.'' My head immediately falling down, I inhaled sharply to calm myself down. She pulled herself up, on her elbows. Her tits jiggling from side to side. I couldn't take my eyes off it. ''Charles, what's wrong?'' I inhaled sharply again. ''Y/N, I can't.'' ''What do you mean you can't?'' ''I-wanted-'' I  looked into her eyes now. ''I wanted to make love to you. But when I saw you under me, I see those perfect tits of yours, I just immediately want to fuck you so hard so you will scream my name. In pain, in pleasure. And I don't want this. Not tonight. When I need to make you feel safe and protected.'' There was some quiet time for a bit. ''I understand. But if you won't try you will never know If you are capable of it.'' I looked into her eyes once again. ''I can try. But-'' ''No but Charles. I have faith in you.'' I just nodded slightly. I looked down, on my dick slowly disappearing into her. So tight, so wet. I almost lost it again.

Charles groaned so hard when he got inside. I moaned just from this scene. After few slow and gentle thrusts, he snapped and punched the headboard with his fist. Startling me. Charles stopped moving, completely. ''I'm sorry. I have to fight it so much.'' ''Charles, pleeeease. I'm desperate for you. Move or I will.'' He groaned again and started moving. In and out. With so much tension within him. ''Charles, you cannot continue like this. Look into my eyes.'' And he did. ''And stay like this. Keep looking into my eyes. And move slowly.'' He quickly nodded and his tension leaving his body started to slowly fade away. It started to feel very amazing that I let myself close my eyes from time to time. Moaning hard for him. This sex was so deep, so intimate. Just letting myself feel every slight slow motions inside of me. Massaging me from the inside. When I looked at him, I saw how surprised, thrilled he was seeing me like this. So loved, so taken care of. He liked it so much. All he concentrated on was how is it making me feel. He kissed me. Connecting us even further. I felt my orgasm approaching and let myself let that happen. It was a slow, deep orgasm. I gasped for air. He moaned with me. Like he was just coming from seeing and hearing me coming. When I reached my downfall, I started to cry. ''Cherie! What's wrong?'' he asked frightened and stopped moving. ''Nothing is wrong. It's perfect. -''.........''-Charles, you don't even know how connected I feel to you right now. It was too much for me to bear. It was so deep, so intimate. I just cry when I have an orgasm like that under such intimate conditions Charles.'' He listened to me carefully. After a little bit of time, he kissed away my tears and smiled to himself. ''Then it's good. Because that was exactly how I wanted it.'' I kissed him back. Tears no longer falling down my cheeks. We shared a very deep and passionate kiss. He started to push inside of me again and I've told him to let loose. He looked at me carefully and I nodded as a permission for him to fuck me hard. He grabbed me by my wrists, putting them above my head and the other hand holding my waist. It was fast and rough. I let out hard, loud moans and he kept pushing so I started losing it and cried his name. ''Charles!'' he stopped immediately. ''What Y/N. Did I hurt you?'' he caressed my cheek and looked into my eyes again. ''No! You did not. I was just screaming your name. That's all.'' I said to him. Closing my eyes and resting my now free hands on my forehead. Feeling tired from how uncertain he felt with me. With himself ''Mon amour, I'm sorry. I'm just so frustrated today. I'm mad at myself that I left you there alone unprotected.'' ''I wasn't unprotected. Max was there.'' ''Yeah, but It should have been me.'' Which is something I agreed with but didn't say anything. ''I think we should just cuddle and sleep. Maybe talk. I'd like that.'' Charles just nodded and let himself out. Laid next to me. ''You know, I'm going to take a shower.'' ''Alright, can I come with you?'' ''I need some space to collect my thoughts Charles.'' He looked down. ''You know, I'd just look at you and start kissing you for sure haha. So I couldn't concentrate on my thoughts you know?'' he lifted his head and smiled big. He quickly nodded with his dimples visible and chuckled slightly. I got up and went for the shower. Thinking about everything what happened today.

Mon amour went for a shower, and I thought to myself how an amazing sex we've had. I've never experienced that; it was so different. So different. I guess this is what making love is. I felt something building inside of me. Something new. I'm growing to her. I had this feeling for the first time I saw her that she is the one, but the feelings I have now, they are little scary, because they are so unfamiliar to me. Y/N took me of my thoughts when closing the gap between us, walking towards our bed. She grabbed my t-shirt from the chair and put it on her. I titled my head. ''I want to feel your skin when lying next to me.'' I said looking into her eyes. She just smiled. ''Oki, I'm gonna take it off when going to sleep. I just want to tell you something before.'' I just nodded. She hopped on the bed. Legs crossed. She looked so cute like this. She was thinking about something very hard, because she just lost the present time and was in her own world. I watched her with amazement. Then she just laid down next to me. Laying down on my chest. ''You know Charles, I really enjoy the hard rough sex we normally have. And I know that you know that I just feel like to say it out loud to you right now.'' She pushed herself up so now she was approaching my face more closely and looked into my eyes. ''I feel safe with you now. Qui?'' She smiled at me. I smiled back and nodded. I understood what she wanted to say. ''But I have to say mon amour, that this loving sex. It was totally something different for me. It was-'' I looked away to find right words. ''-I guess I could say beautiful. And weird at the same time. It was-actually the feelings that came with it, it felt so unfamiliar to me that I feel a little bit scared of that.'' She looked down and nodded again. Then titled her head up and smiled a little bit. ''I know.'' she smiled again. I felt like I don't have to say much more. That she understands me. She laid down while putting her-actually my t-shirt off of her. I was hypnotized again, seeing her naked next to me. She caught me and started laughing. ''You a bad boy Charles.'' and she showed me her teeth. ''Can I fuck you?'' ''Don't ask me and put your dick inside of me already Charles.'' I immediately got up and positioned myself between her. ''You know what I want to try?'' She just hummed. ''I want to fuck you hard and look into your eyes while doing it.'' She gulped and looked at me with those innocent eyes. God I'm close even now. What this woman has done to me? My God. I then started moving quickly and watched how she opened her mouth, inhaled my scent, and frowned her eyebrows. She looked spectacular like this. Her orgasm face is so hot. So worth to look at. I felt my orgasm approaching but I didn't want to come yet. I saw my number on her bouncing tits and as soon as she was hugging my cock tightly with her walls and approaching orgasm, I lost it and came as well. Kissing her passionately so I could send my moaning into her mouth. For few times I let pass my last thrusts into her and just laid on top of her. She played with my hair. I am feeling so good right now, like a man. A man she needed today. And I promised to myself that I will never ever leave her in such position again.

[halfagone]

What would Danny do for work?

I have a quick question to my fellow Danny Phantom fans... When you imagine Danny picking a career/job, what do you headcanon for him? And this is if he can't- for whatever reason- be an astronaut. This is a hypothetical question, it's not- like, going to affect any of my stories in the future or anything *chuckles nervously*

For me, it's always depended on the headcanon I choose for any particular story/AU. But that gets complicated when I have multiple headcanons that could offer opportunities for him.

For example:

Astrophysicist/Aerospace Engineer - He can't be an astronaut, but that doesn't mean he can't still do some kind of work that involves his love for space.

Engineer - In a similar vein, he could be a regular engineer. Especially if he takes after his dad, Jack, more and maybe even creates his own prototypes and inventions.

In a subset to engineer, in my story weekend wonders, Danny is majoring in biomedical engineering. This is because in this AU, the accident gave him chronic pain, and that's how he gained an interest in this field. This could also work great if he gets attention from the Justice League in a DP x DC crossover, or the Avengers in a DP x Marvel crossover; Danny could just as easily work with heroes who have disabilities or chronic pain from many decades of work as heroes. It helps that he personal experience with the same struggles, after all.

Translator - If you headcanon that Danny can understand a lot of languages (or maybe even them all) due to ghost speak, then Danny could totally use this to his advantage with work. Plus!! This offers many different avenues that could be used to your advantage. Want Danny to be connected to the UN in some way before debuting as Ghost King? Have him be a translator that works there. Want Danny to be busy often with his royal responsibilities/ghost fighting? Have him be a translator; he can work remotely or stay self-employed/on contracts.

Teacher - Danny doesn't have great experience with educational staff, so I could imagine him going into this field of work due to nothing but spite. And! He could teach ectobiology, or just ghosts in general. He could do so many topics: Biology, government, history, hell he could do a whole semester on how physics work in the Ghost Zone.

Blacksmith/Ironsmith - Okay, this one is more self-indulgent, but imagine if Pandora teaches him how to fight with a sword and then he gets obsessed with the sword itself that he wants to make one that's perfectly suited for him and this just dominos into going full-blown into this field. (Trade skills are still important, and sadly, don't get as much attention even when they can usually offer fairly decent pay without the thousands of dollars worth in student debt.)

Writer/Author - If you wanted him to be more artistic, he could be a freelance author/novelist or something similar. I feel like being an author would be one of the better choices for him because, again, if you were writing a story where Danny would be busy with a lot of other responsibilities, then he could largely work on his own schedule. Plus! I can totally imagine him hanging out in Long Now with Clockwork when his head is just full of ideas for a story but he wouldn't have the time to write it otherwise. So he kind of uses Long Now to get that time, but he can promise it's for a good cause, stop laughing, Clockwork!

Actor - I really love the concept of Danny being an actor, just for the laughs if nothing else. While this could be a pain if Danny does actually get famous, since that's a lot of media he would probably prefer not to deal with, the concept alone offers a great deal of shenanigans. And... if he does get a good movie deal, he could very well be set for life afterwards. He could be one of those one-hit wonders in television or something.

If anyone has other possibilities, feel free to add! My head is constantly spinning with even more ideas, I might just add some myself.