#danny really cant catch a break

[randomhuman45]

Here's Some More Danny Phantom Memes

[jovenshires]

You’ve probably been asked this before but what’s like your fanfic writing process?? Like how do you end up writing your fanfictions?

i actually haven't but i'd be happy to talk about it!! i'm actually writing fic right now, so here's what i've done in the past like. hour. im gonna put it under the cut bc its EXTREMELY long but if you ever wanted 'katie's guide to fic writing,' here it is!

i'm pretty easily distracted, so i've gotta make sure i'm in like. The Right Conditions. that means phone face down or away if i can (rn i've got to be on call in case my boss needs smth but you get the gist) bc i WILL just open tiktok or play a mobile game. even just now writing this answer i have picked up my phone and opened pinterest. i cannot be stopped so i try to stay off it and put it down when i catch myself!!

more and more often i cant even listen to music while i write - partly bc i tend to read my work aloud to myself to make sure it sounds right and partly bc my brain will be like "you know this song omg the words are in your brain" or "you should go look at what song this is bc you kinda like it". cannot trust myself even with sound. if i AM listening to music while i write, it's either the specific playlist for that fic, playlists with the right vibes (ex: rivals-to-lovers for iwks), OR anime openings bc. less likely to get distracted when it's not in english tbh.

(huge on all of the senses so i also usually have a candle lit. im super sensitive to smells so if there's an unpleasant smell somewhere around me i will be unable to focus <3)

all that being said about distractions, i think it's important to take breaks - dont just FORCE yourself to write. that's why i'm huge on setting goals for myself - deadlines, word count goals, timed breaks. like "okay im gonna sprint write for 10 minutes and then after that ill watch some of this danny gonzalez video" or "i'll write until 3:30 and then i should go take a break and read a book." im not always faithful to my goals but i try my best!!

as for the actual writing itself, i typically just go for it. i can usually see an image in my mind and i try my best to write that out/describe it as best i can. and then if it sounds wrong i just reword it again and again until i've got it. this is kind of where my reading aloud bit comes in - if it sounds right when you say it out loud, that generally means it sounds right in the text.

sometimes i'll just have a certain scene or just scraps of dialogue and i'll write that out and be like "okay how did they get here." i never embraced writing out of order until recently, but now that i have. no going back tbh i highly recommend it. rwylm and iwks especially had scenes WAY later down the line that i wrote first. just write what comes naturally and go from there.

occasionally i do outlines, but not super often, and when i do they're vague as hell. i think a lot of my iwks outline was just "game" and then "another game but tommy is there this time." i think outlines that go too in-depth kind of take away from the freedom of writing so. if it's for you then slay but its usually not for me

i try not to worry too hard about. the style/grammar/little things as i go. of course im guilty of this and i'll stop and edit my own works along the way sometimes but i've found it's best if you keep writing and then go back later!!

sometimes when i'm writing a new smosh cast member i'll go back and watch videos/compilations of them just to reorient my brain. i've done this a lot with chanse recently!! but i also think. it really isn't that deep too NSDKFNKNK like these are fictionalized versions of fictionalized selves and so on and so forth so don't worry about 'voice' too much im trying to kick that habit myself

EDIT: oh i've talked about this before but. as for ideas/where my fic ideas come from?? i truly try to grab from my every day life. oh i went to the grocery store today? what if smosh member a and smosh member b went to the grocery store. i watched a horror movie and you know who else could do that. otherwise i pull from music/movies/tv shows/other media and be like 'this but for smosh.' i really just be pulling from my life and repackaging it thats all. start small (haircut fic) and work your way up (homoerotic soccer epic)!

and i think that's it?? i'd like to think im pretty chill about the whole thing. (read: i am not chill in any way at all but im trying my best.) anyway, it's something i'm always happy to talk about - thank you for asking!!

[nightwanderers12081]

hiii im back again with an old au that i never talked about yes i have an au problem no i will not do anything to solve said problem

This is all copy-pasted from discord, so it is slightly a mess in terms of order of events

this is a adjl/dp crossover au-

Its an idea based on the fic mirrored by Lynse(ITS SO FUCKIN GOOD HIGHLY RECOMMENDED)

HERE IS MIRRORED BY LYNSE, ONCE AGAIN HIGHLY RECOMMENDED ITS A GOOD READ

ALSO! This au is implied for goin/going dragon, although it can be seen as platonic /gen

If you dont like that this isn't the au/post for you

//spoilers for DP and ADJL, implied experimentation and torture( fuck the giw <//3), shock collar(/nsx, again gonna fight the giw), injuries mention

This whole au kinda focuses on Danny healing and Jake and Danny becoming friends and seeing them grow

So this takes place after both their shows and AGIT (a glitch in time), The short description is that Danny is captured by the GIW and goes through alot of shit (they fuckin suck i hate them), one thing including a collar that would shock phantom upon speaking (FUCK THEM WHOLEHEARTEDLY), His phone(for phantom, not fenton, he has seperate phones so people dont figure out his identity), is shattered, and the SIM card is broken(not unfixable, this is important i swear)

The GIW eventually attempt to move Danny from their base near Amity park to new york,

The dragon council catches wind of this(More specifically that they're transporting ghosts), and since ghosts are magical creatures, Jake's given a mission to intercept and free the ghosts being transferred

So he does his job the night of the move, He absolutely wrecks the GIW's vehicle and frees the other ghosts, he also finds the broken remains of phantom's phone(GIW are trying to fix it to access his info smh)

He notices phantom who doesn't seem able to move(injuries + shock), so he yoinks danny and takes em back to his grandpa's work shop

Phantom is fuckin terrified and relieved, hes been kept for weeks bh the GIW and kinda lost his fight(poor bean, he acted really submissive after a lil while being with them, This au genuinely hurts me why do I do this BABNDBS), He doesn't trust jake(which, fair, bro did kinda kidnap him in a way ABBS)

At the shop, They(Jake Fu and Grandpa) Check over injuries(that phantom allows em to see, again not vv trusting of em), and do the best of their ability to clean em up, They deduct that they need to bring Spud the following day to get off the collar

Phantom ends up staying with jake and his family, who were briefed about the situation and were very friendly, He stays with jake in his room because he doesn't want to be alone

The next day Jake has to unfortunately go to school bc that exists, and Phantom's left at their home with jake's parents

Phantom has a breakdown, and Jake's dad hears and comforts him(Literally Jake's dad is the fucking sweetest dad in the show abdbbw)

The break down was about everything that happened, and extreme home sickness

Jake's dad tells Jake about this immediately when he gets home, Jake remembers the phone(it has danny's logo on it, its vv clear whos phone it is BABDB), and asks Fu and his grandpa to repair the SIM card(their shop is an electronic's shop for those who hasn't seen the show)

After, he goes back and gets Phantom and Spud, who quickly disables the collar

The damage is already done though, despite being free of the collar Phantom stays quiet (im gonna cry why dO I DO THIS-)

A few other things planned-

The long family notices that Phantom despite eating a little bit(he cant eat much at a time cause starved n stuff), doesn't seem to be replenished at all, When asked, Phantom tries to avoid the question, but quietly mumbles about how he needs ectoplasm to consume

waaaay later(like a week and a half?), the SIM is fixed, and inserted into a new phone that Jake gifts to Danny, and hes over the moon about it, hes not vocal but hes very expressive

Before danny gets a new phone Spud and Trixie both do a little research into danny phantom and find amity park, alot of the information is blocked until they use a VPN to switch their location to amity park and learn alot, They share this to Jake

They learn about how he's supposedly is the town hero, the times he was public enemy #1 (including an interview danny did with lance thunder explaining every bad circumstance with him, literally none of them were in his control BANND)

They dont do much with the information but I thought it would be nice to include

The next day everyone's out of the house, leaving Phantom home alone, He goes on the couch and with a bated breath, calls Jazz(HO BOY THIS IS A WHOLE OTHER THING I NEED TO TALK ABOUT), Jazz is fuckin worried but Danny fills her in very vaguely on what happened(he mentions he was taken by the giw, no other detail on that part), He tells tucker to track the call so they all can know where the fuck hes at (also fun tid bit, his voice was hoarse and jazz comments on it)

Jake gets back from school and walks in, Hes shocked cause this is the first hes heard phantom actually speak, He overhears Phantom telling jazz that he was taken in and how he thinks their family is really kind and how hes confused on why they're so nice for him, Phantom's really appreciative

The call ends on Phantom promising to call again soon, and that they'd discuss a place to meet once they know exactly where in new york he is

I feel like smth worth mentioning is that Danny has been hiding his secret from the longs as much as possible

Phantom notices Jake after the call ends and very nervously greets em, they probably have a smol chat

So you may be wondering, whats going on in amity park?

Well, after Danny's disappearence, Team phantom are the first to notice and are very worried and concerned, They look around for him

The ghosts soon catch wind after showing up and being informed Danny Phantom has gone missing, His regulars like Skulker, Kitty, Johnny, Ember, etc are very worried, along with his allies, and try to find him through the ghost zone

Other ghosts use this to cause havoc, But Team Phantom and the Red huntress are holding ground and taking care of them in Danny's absence

SPEAKING OF THE RED HUNTRESS, Valarie is a little concerned upon hearing about Phantom's disappearance, Jazz tells her whats happening(shes worried for her brother, shes not really thinking about keeping team phantom's involvement a secret), she also lets it slip that she thinks the GIW has something to do with it

Eventually Team Phantom let her in on the whole secret identity bc they're fucking worried that their friend hasn't been seen in weeks

Eventually they do get that call and its a huge relief

I plan for Danny and them to meet at a park in new york(near where hes at), Jake probably tagging along bc he doesn't want Danny to get lost or anything, Also valarie tells him she wants to talk about everything after hes doing okay and everything is back to normal at the meet up

At some point I also want Danny's secret to be revealed to the long family, they'd 100% take it well

One night (post phone call woth jazz), Jake's dad comes into jake's room to wish Phantom and Jake a good night, But Phantom isnt there

Jake had noticed his window was open earlier but didn't think anything of it until they realize phantom's missing

He opens the window and climbs onto the roof, and finds phantom laying on the roof stargazing, He lays down with em

They're chillin, Jake asked if phantom likes stargazing and he nods

Out of no where Phantom talks about how he wanted to be an astronaut, and they have a soft moment on the roof

Thats everything i have for this au so far ~ Ender/Whisper

[gretavangroupie]

Muse (Part 5)

Word count: 7.7k+

Pairing: Danny x Female Reader

Summary: After a blow out at the bar one night, Danny is left questioning the nature of his relationship with his enemy the bartender.

Warnings: 18+ as always, language, drinking, sexual situations, smut, fluff.

Part Four

Muse Playlist

A/N: Special shoutout to my beta, my co-writer, and my dear friend @gvfjess . Every wonderful, amazing, sexy part of this story came from her big beautiful brain. Muse would absolutely not be what it is without her and I cannot thank her enough for her love and support through this process. We have loved writing this together and hope you love it too.

Without Further Ado...

DANNY POV

Her eyes look up at you with her lips wrapped around your dick. She slides her mouth up and down your length as your hand guides her head. You can feel the burn in your stomach, and you tense up. She blinks at you as she nods her head, asking for it down her throat. As you are about to blow, your eyes open. 

Fuck… God dammit, get out of my head. It has been weeks… 

Appearing in your dreams almost nightly, edging your orgasm just as many times, you see her face and are reminded every single morning when you wake up, just how badly you fucked up. You over reacted, and you said things you didn’t mean. You haven’t spoken since.

No…fuck her for saying that. You know she was lying. You could feel it. You know she felt it too.

But also fuck her for talking to Josh…she cant be fucking you and talking to him too… 

But she can, and did. You know you never set any boundaries with each other, so nothing was really off the table. You don’t even know why you feel Jealous. She told you she didn’t have feelings for him. You have to get your mind off of her. It’s done. There is no going back. You won’t.

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The last show of this leg, and the adrenaline still coursing through your body has you feeling like you’re on fire. The fans were really showing out tonight, one catching your eye in particular. You grab a crew member and pull them to the side. 

“There was a girl right up front, she had on a red top, brown hair, short, had a Danny sign. Go tell her I want to meet her.” You say.

Fuck, what am I doing…this is a bad idea. 

God if this doesn’t work, what will? Surely fucking someone else will break this transfixion.

A few minutes later the crew member appears walking up to you, with the girl in tow so you turn it on for her, despite what you’re actually feeling.

“Hey, nice to meet you! Did you enjoy the show?” You ask her. You can tell she is nervous. “Don’t be nervous, I’m just a regular person. What’s your name?”

“Yes, I did enjoy the show, you were amazing. I’m Annie.” She says, the crew member walking away, leaving the two of you alone.

“Well, thank you, we like to have a good time, but I have to admit you did catch my eye out there… you are gorgeous.” You say. “I saw your sign and knew I had to meet you.”

“Wow, you could see me out there?” She asks.

“Of course, I have the best seat in the house. I had my eyes on you all night.” You say.

“Oh, wow… you’re a flirt aren’t you?” She asks.

“When I see something I want…” you reply.

“And what exactly is that?” She says.

“You. Do you want to get a drink?” You ask.

“Sure.” She replies.

This is too easy, not even a fight…

“Let’s go, we will go meet the guys at the bar near the hotel.”

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An hour later you are with everyone at the bar and you throw back the rest of your third drink. Alcohol no longer numbing the pain in your chest. 

“Do you want to get out of here?” You ask her.

She nods her head and links her arm through hers. 

Josh and Sam smirk, shaking their heads at you as you walk away. 

You make your way back to your hotel room and she is all over you once the door shuts. Her hands are reaching to take your shirt off, her hands far too rough across your body. Her hands reach into your hair, pulling at your scalp, as you wince in pain. 

Fuck, take it easy.

You shake it off and push through. You lift her shirt over her head, and her tits break free from the top. 

She does have great tits.

You reach up and grab them in your hands.

She really is a pretty girl…

She kisses your neck, wet and hard. You push her down on the bed and take her shoes off, before sliding her jeans and panties off. Her body is hot, but so different. Pushing her from your mind yet again you focus back on Annie.

“Do you want to do this?” You ask placing your hands on her thighs. 

“Of course I want you.” She replies, folding to your words.

You grab a condom out of your toiletry bag, it dawns on you that you haven’t been using a condom with lately. Never even crossed your mind.

You roll it on and crawl between her legs leaning down kissing her lips. You can tell she wants you, but you don’t feel the spark. She’s hot, but she’s not her. You just want your girl. 

She was never even yours. You didn’t even give her a chance.

Fuck…Annie.

You kiss her back, harder. Taking in every inch of her she is willing to offer. 

You reach your hand down and run it through her wetness, before sliding into her. 

She feels tight around your cock and you begin to pump into her. A loud moan coming from her mouth. You look down at her, her eyes are closed enjoying the sensation of you inside of her. 

You start to thrust harder into her, her screams echoing through the room as she calls your name over and over.

Why isn’t this turning you on…. It doesn’t make sense.

“Turn around, get on your hands and knees.” You say and she does as she’s told.

Maybe, from this position.

You pull her hips to meet yours and pound into her. She continues to call your name and you feel yourself getting close. You close your eyes, and for a split second you think of her. Her face, her perfectly soft skin and the noises she makes when you get her close.

With a few more strokes Annie tightens around you as she finishes, screaming your name.

You not far behind her. Thoughts of your girl flooding your brain as you cum. 

Annie is a beautiful girl, but you just cant seem to shake the memories from your head. You pull out and walk to the bathroom, returning with a washcloth. You bend over and kiss her on the cheek before pulling your boxers back on. 

Well this did absolutely nothing. I will not be doing this again any time soon.

All you can think about is getting her out of here so you can go to sleep and end this day.

“Thanks Danny, you were amazing…” she says with doe eyes.

Oh please, I wasn’t even trying….

“Thanks beautiful so were you.” You reply, a lie.

Didn’t even hold a candle to her…

“I think I am gonna go, I have to get back to my friends at our hotel.” She says.

“Hate to ask but can you sign something really quick? You say, grabbing a packet from the manilla envelope in your hotel bag. The crew member told you he slipped it in your bag before you left the venue, just in case.

“What?” She asks.

“It’s just a document that you won’t talk about anything that happened tonight, with anyone.” You say.

“Oh, I won’t say anything…” she says.

“Im sorry, but I really need you to sign this anyways. Just a formality. You know, protects us both.” You say. 

“Um, sure, okay I guess so.” She replies, signing the 2 pages quickly.

Thank god, no one will have to know about this.

“Thanks. I had a great time tonight, thank you for hanging out with me.” You say.

She smiles ��Me too….” and walks out the hotel room door. 

Fuck…

You lay in the bed, with the lights off, rubbing your hands over your face, disgusted with yourself. 

That poor girl. You’re such a dick.

HER POV 

The nights at the bar have been long without your favorite customers, and you cant help but feel anxious knowing that they will be back any day.

You have thought of Danny pretty much every single day since you left, slamming his front door in his face. His words cut you deep. You can hardly admit to yourself that you miss him. You don't even know why you do. You found yourself looking at his social media a few times over the past few weeks, quickly exiting out of it before you started to feel anything. Kicking yourself every time. 

Getting ready for your regulars for the night you wipe the counter and restock the coolers.

The bell rings over the door, and you check the clock and see its 10:15.

Must be Randall… never misses 10:15.

You turn around, about to greet him when you see them.

They’re back.

You swallow hard, this is the first time you have seen him since that day. A shiver runs through your body as you make eye contact with him. You quickly avert your eyes as Josh bounds over to the bar.

“We are back! Did you miss us?” He asks cheerfully.

“Hi! I did miss you guys! Glad to see your smiling faces.” You reply.

The other guys walk over to their usual spot, Josh letting them know he would grab the drinks.

“Just everyones usual tonight….You know, I did miss you, you’re fun.” He says.

You begin to make the drinks, “Aww Josh, you can always text me if you want to, I am here to listen to whatever fascinating topic is running through your brain at any given moment.” You say say smiling and laughing. 

“You know, I just might. Could use a friendly face popping up on my phone every now and then.” He smiles.

Is he flirting with you?

You look over at the table of guys, where Danny is sitting with his leg crossed over his knee, his jaw hardened as he stares into the back of Josh’s head. 

“We got a new toy while you were gone… go check out our new electronic jukebox. I’ll add a few credits on there for you guys.” you say, nodding your head to the corner of the room, near the pool tables.

“Oh, very nice… I will go see what I can find!” He says, grabbing the drinks and walking off.

You pull out the tablet, and add credits to the machine. He sets the drinks down on the table and makes his way over to the machine. 

He chooses a few songs and gives you a thumbs up. The songs begin to ring out through the sound system filling the bar with happy tunes.

They chat amongst themselves for a little while and you keep yourself busy at the bar cleaning and restocking. 

A while later you notice Danny stand up and start to head towards the bar.

Okay, this is it…

“Whiskey neat.” He says coldly, barely looking at you.

You shudder back in shock at the harshness of his tone.

“Really? All the shit that has happened, and thats all you have to say? You cant even look me in the eye when you do it? Don’t know why I even expected anything more than that.” You say, slamming the glass on the counter, pouring the drink. 

You push it forward to him and he looks up at you the butterflies in your stomach swirling, slowly awakening.

“I hope you know that Josh is only being nice to you because that’s who he is… You can stop with the ridiculous giggling and the doe-eyed smiles, because he would never stoop low enough to actually fuck you. Pathetic.” He grabs his drink and walks off. 

Oh fuck you Danny…

You grab the tablet, from under the counter, and put a song in the queue for the jukebox, adding another blow to come later in the night.

You sit and wait. 

About twenty minutes later, the sweet sweet sounds of Carly Simon’s ‘You’re So Vain’ begins to ring through the bar, a smirk crossing your face as he slowly turns his head and makes eye contact with you. 

He knows.

You raise your eyebrows in challenge as he shakes his head, standing up and walking to the bathroom. 

That’s right asshole.

Josh walks over to the bar, to get another drink. A smile on your face as you are so pleased with yourself. 

“I don’t remember putting this one on the queue…” He says with a questioning smile.

“Hmm, must have been someone else.” You reply.

“Yeah, maybe so…” He says with a puzzled look.

“Another drink?” You ask.

“Yeah another for all of us.” He says, his eyes lingering on yours a little longer than normal.

You notice, but continue making the drinks and hand them to him when you’re done.

“Thanks sugar.” He says with a soft smile before walking away.

A while later you hear a commotion coming from their table.

“Oh Danny…Daniel, Oh god!” You hear Sam scream out in a mocking voice. Your interest piqued. The guys are all hysterically laughing. Well except Danny.

“Danny, oh Danny!!” He yells out again. 

Danny reaches over the table to try and smack him, but Sam is quick and ducks just in time, laughing.

“Dude that was the funniest shit I ever heard!” Jake says. “Gotta love tour…”

“Did you kick her out right after or what? Didn’t see her around the next morning.” Josh asks.

They must have no idea you can hear every word they are saying. 

A pang of jealousy creeps across your chest.

“Yeah dude she left. Right after. Can we please talk about something else. Don’t make me re-live that shit.” He says.

So it’s true… he must have slept with someone while they were gone…

He looks over at you after the conversation died down, his eyes connecting with yours.  Looking almost forlorn as the realization that you heard every word, washes over him. 

Sam approaches the bar, and orders one more drink. 

“That was quite the chuckle you guys were having over there…” You say, hoping he will elaborate. 

“Yeah we were just giving ol’ Daniel some shit about his groupie the other night.” He says drunkenly. 

“Oh yeah? He got with a groupie? I thought you guys didn’t do that?” You ask playing it off, secretly begging for more information. 

“We don’t! But I guess she was hot! I don’t know, he has been weird lately. Anyways, we are just giving him shit because she was so loud…we could hear her through the walls… thought it was never gonna end! Cheers!!” He says laughing sauntering back to his table.

You purse your lips and suck a hard breath into your lungs. 

He fucked someone else. Of course he did.

Josh walks back up to the bar to close out the bar tab for the night. “Ahh, it's good to be back, never a dull moment.” He says.

“You can say that again.” You quip.

“You seem tense, what’s wrong?” He asks.

“Ah, nothing just a lot on my mind tonight.” You reply. 

He places his hand on top of yours, “You can talk to me…” He says.

“Thanks, Josh.” You smile at him.

You can see Danny cutting his eyes at you from across the room so you continue, hoping he feels the same jealousy you’re feeling. 

You slide Josh the receipt and he signs it sliding it back to you. The guys walk up to the bar, Danny hanging back in the group.

Come on…..any second now.

You wait for your second song to play and you couldn’t have timed it more perfectly when you hear the opening notes begin to play. ‘The Chain’ by Fleetwood Mac echos loudly through the now almost empty bar. 

“Oh I love this song!” Sam says… 

Oh Sammy, you poor innocent fool, you have no idea…

Danny stares directly into you soul as the chorus plays, resonating so deeply with your exact feelings towards him in this moment.

Listen to the lyrics, Danny. This one is for you.

He motions for them to go and Josh stops him.

“I think I’m gonna hang back and chat with her while she closes up. You all go without me.” He says.

Danny’s eyes flick to yours and a smirk sneaks across your lips. His jaw tightens and he storms out the door, the bell ringing as he leaves. 

Checkmate.

Talking to Josh was so easy. Completely effortless, not a mean word could leave his lips, you’re convinced. He is sweet and tender and intentional with everything he says. You talk for hours but it only feels like minutes. 

Why have we never talked like this before?

He wants to know all about you, about your life. He asks about your interests and things you love. It’s a nice change. You tell him jokes, he throws his head back laughing and his cheeks dimple in happiness.

He is sorta beautiful, now that you look at him.

You realize that you haven’t thought about Danny in a few hours. 

This could work.

“It’s getting late, the bar closed hours ago…” you say.

“I know, it guess I just got lost in conversation…” He says with a smile.

“How about a night cap? I have most of this at my apartment.” You say, suggestively gesturing to all the alcohol behind you.

“I think I could probably do that.” He says.

“You can just follow me there.” You reply.

You close up the bar and he walks you to your car before walking to his own. 

He’s also a gentleman…

He follows you to your apartment parking right next to you. You both make your way up to your  door, and you walk inside, immediately walking to the kitchen to make you both a drink. A drink which turns into 2 or 3, followed by unfiltered thoughts. Touches and glances. Kisses and moans. Furious, fumbling hands taking off each others clothes. 

He lays you on the bed in your dark bedroom, a tiny sliver of moonlight peeking through the curtain and you feel him gently crawl over top of you.

“You sure you want to do this?” He asks, his words slurring slightly.

“Yes, Josh.” You reply through panting breaths. All you can think about is his touch, the way he feels against you, so warm.

“You know, I have to admit, I have thought about this more than a few times…” he says.

“How many?” You ask, as he presses a soft kiss to your neck.

“More than I should admit.” He admits.

His lips press gently to yours, a tingle running through your spine at the new sensation.

His hands run over your naked body and feel every inch and curve, with thought and purpose.

“So beautiful, always thought so…” He says kissing down your throat with his wet and soft lips. “Want you so bad.” He says. His fingers run across your lips, tracing their outline.

Your mind is racing and you cant help but think about how you have seen the signs of this all along, never quite putting it together. 

His lingering eyes at the bar, his comforting conversations, the gentle touches… It all lead up to this. He did invite you to that party for a reason… Danny was right… and you went when he asked.

His soft hands slide up against your body, in a way much softer than Danny’s do. The rigidity of Danny’s hard frame providing stability and excitement, and Josh’s sweeter softer body, providing the warmth comfort of a friend and lover. Pushing thoughts of Danny from your mind you make your choice.

“Josh, please, fuck me.” You say, begging for his touch.

“I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby.” He says. You smell the alcohol on his breath, it making him brave.

He aligns himself with you, and pushes into you slowly, and you feel him fill you. Your eyes roll back from the delicious pressure. It’s a different pressure but, perfect none the less.

“God, you feel so good. So perfect.” He says. “Just wanna fuck you slow. You’re so gorgeous.” He whines. His words like honey coating your sore, aching heart, encasing it with warmth and words that heal the wounds. 

He begins to pull out of you pushing back in with gentle force repeating the motion over and over. He is a tender lover and it feels so good. So refreshing. So normal.

“Josh, you feel so good, but please, you have to go faster. Want you harder. I just…want you.” You beg.

“I don’t want to be too rough, don’t wanna hurt you…s’not my thing.… But I will, for you.…anything you want.” he pants.

He picks up his pace and hits your g spot perfectly, a moan coming from your mouth as you clench around him, your hands reaching into his mess of curls, skimming the sides of his shaved head, soft like crushed velvet.

He feels so good, he’s so gentle. He cares. He wants this. 

“God you are so fucking perfect, just want to make you feel good.” He says.

With a few more pumps into your sensitive core you feel like you’re getting close. Looking up at him, a tiny crease has formed in-between his eyebrows. His skin is dewy in the dim light. A glint of moonlight catches his tiny hoop earrings, glowing softly. 

He is so warm and gentle. This must be what home feels like. How have you never seen it before?

“Josh, I’m gonna cum. Cum with me?” You ask him, your fingernails placing small crescent shapes into his neck. You want to have this moment with him. Need to share this with him.

“Yes, I’m right there. Squeeze me beautiful. Want to feel you around me.” He says looking into your soul, with one final thrust.

As you tighten around him, his jaw goes slack and a groan falls from his lips as you feel his warm release flowing into you, setting off your own orgasm. 

This wasn’t the earth shattering, intense build up orgasm you’d grown used to lately. This was soft and fulfilling, the kind that sends a sigh of relief through your nervous system, putting your body completely at ease. In fact the best way you could describe things with Josh would be, at ease. 

Because it was, easy.

So easy and so natural. 

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As you lay with him afterwards, you can see the rise and fall of his chest as he sleeps peacefully next you. As if he has always been here, in your bed.  Your mind races with thoughts of what you truly want. 

You definitely have feelings for Danny but its harsh and volatile. You crave the toxicity of each other, always wanting more. Never satisfied with one another. Always wanting.

But then there’s Josh who is perfect and wonderful and everything you’ve ever hoped for, for yourself. His touch is tender and sweet and everything you are supposed to want in a lover. But the crackling flame of desire within you will never be satisfied with a gentle lover, and you’re not sure he will ever be able to give you more than gentle. It’s not who he is.

You eventually fall asleep, wondering how this will play out between the three of you. The feeling of an impending war looming. 

DANNY POV

‘You all go without me…’

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You process what Josh said.

What is his angle? 

I can’t believe after everything, she is going to run to Josh. Tell him everything I have said and done. I’m going to be the bad guy, yet again. Why does she want to tell him anyways… 

You get in your car, slamming the door. Turning the key in the ignition and sitting there. Your heart is pounding in your chest. An unwelcome feeling pitting in your stomach. 

If she’s trying to send a message it is loud and fucking clear…

You throw your car into reverse, wheels spinning on the gravel parking lot, kicking rocks into the air. As you drive, music rings far too loudly through the car speakers, the bass shaking the feeling from your stomach. You cut the car off quickly as you pull into your parking spot, throwing your door open and stepping out, making your way to your front door.

As you walk into your apartment the feeling returns. 

What is this?

Jealousy? No… you know she doesn’t like Josh, she told you herself. 

Anger? Maybe, you are pretty pissed off that Sam outed you about the groupie. She was never supposed to know. 

It hits you.

Guilt….

I mean, I know I shouldn’t have gotten with that groupie, but FUCK…

You were just trying to get her off your mind. She wanted you to leave her alone… you needed to figure out how. You’re still trying to figure it out. 

The look in her eyes when she heard…like someone carved her heart out and placed it still beating on a silver platter. 

You sit on your couch, flipping through TV channels, landing on the PGA channel. 

Remember when you were talking to her about golf…you didn’t even know it was her, but still you were drawn to her.

Dammit.

You turn off the tv, and walk to the kitchen, grabbing the bottle of Jameson, drinking it straight from the bottle. 

A sigh leaving your throat at the burn when you remove the bottle from your lips. 

The feeling in your stomach suddenly replaced with a new warm feeling.

That’ll do.

Your sweatpants are slung low on your hips as you walk to you bedroom, bottle in hand, ready to feel something other than this. You place the half empty bottle on the nightstand, and you step into your closet to turn off the light that was left on. 

Knowing it will be a cold night, you pick the shirt up off the top of the laundry basket, and your breath catches sharply as you hold it in your hand. The realization hitting you as strongly as the smell drifting off of the shirt. 

You slide it over your body, the collar loose and stretched, worn in just right, breathing in the smell of her, now all over you. A desolate feeling engulfing your chest. 

You find your lips taking another drink from the bottle, praying it will dull the gaping hole inside your chest, growing larger by the minute.

How did you fuck this up so bad? Why?

You turn off the lamp and pull back the comforter, sitting on the bed before swinging your legs into the sheets, your head landing on the pillows, instinctively throwing your arm across the bed, only to be met with cold, empty cotton. Pulling your arm back into you, you lay your hand on your chest.

You close your eyes, begging sleep to take you away, but it doesn’t. You’re met with blackness, and blurred memories, flashing behind your eyes like film projector.… The same ones that have haunted you every night this week. This time they are just a little more fuzzy with the alcohol in your system.

You roll over, hoping the change in positions will clear your mind. The first night you saw her plays through your mind. The first time you fucked up. 

No.

You roll again to your other side. You try to think of anything. Anything other than her.

Her.

Her hair falling perfectly across her face, the first night you felt something for her. Her hands tucking the stray hairs behind her ear. Her neck showing the thrum of her heart beating forcefully in her chest as you watched her. Giving away her every move and intention. You knew you had to have her. To consume her completely. 

FUCK…you want her. 

You throw the comforter off of your body and stand up placing your interlaced fingers over the top of your head as you pace the dark room.

I have to get this out of me. I have to do it the way I always do. The only way that works. The way that has always shown me the right answer, whether it be the one I want to hear or not.

You grab the bottle off your nightstand, and walk down the hallway to your office. It has been a while since you’ve been in here. It’s cold, and undisturbed. You pull the string on the lamp that glows bright amber through the room. You sling the desk drawer open and find a piece of paper, and a pencil sitting, waiting, before placing them on the desk. You rest your elbows on the desk, your hands cradling your face before laying your head onto your crossed arms, letting the emotions you have pushed down for so long, finally rise to the top. 

You wonder if this is how every musician creates music, living in so much pain and regret that the only way to release it is to let it flow through your fingers as the notes say everything you cant. 

Pushing back from the desk you spin in the chair to face your wall of instruments. You grab an acoustic guitar and hold the cold wood against you, letting notes ring out from your fingers. The vibration of the guitar body against you, shrouding the guilt with a new purpose.  

The notes flow naturally out of you, sparking a new flame within your chest. You set the guitar down and roll back to the desk grabbing the pencil and trying to write the words you feel in your chest. The pencil scratches across the paper as you write, re write and write again. The perfect words coming slowly… 

You were my mine.

You are my star, my light. 

The guiding light I couldn’t see. 

You were my universe. 

Queen of my universe. 

You were my queen…  yes. Thats it. 

I had everything to take.  

To take.... That could work.

I am a pawn, pushed around to your will.

I traded you away.  

I worshipped you.  I did. I do, still do. 

I only wanted you to stay.  

I only worshipped you, away.

That’s it. It’s exactly right, you traded her away. Gave her up so willingly.

You can hear it now, clear as day in your head. It’s perfect. You realize now why it didn’t come to you with the guitar. You need something sweeter. The mandolin.  You pluck it off the wall, and strum out the chords, selecting them carefully. Making sure to record so you don’t lose this idea, you hit record and sing. 

“You were my queen, to take…I only worshipped you, away…”

The mandolin rings out in a way that reminds you of the sunshine in her smile, and you know this is it. This is for her. 

Your muse.

As you continue to play, your mind wanders, finally coming the the realization that only music helps you find. Your songs tell the story of your emotions for you. You give yourself away when you play, you always have.

You love her and you pushed her away. You made her feel less than she is to you, which happens to be everything. You made her believe you didn’t want her, to protect your own heart. You used her as a pawn to mend your own broken heart, breaking hers in the process. 

How could you be so fucking dense. You love her, and you have always loved her whether you like it or not. 

You think she might just love you too. You hope.

You have to make this right, you have to tell her how you feel. No more games. If you tell her how you feel and she doesn’t want you, so be it, but you will not live with letting her think you don't want her. 

God you want her. 

You know you have to go to her. You glance at the clock, 4:42am.

Fuck. First thing in the morning. No excuses. 

You toss and turn in your bed, you cant believe you love her. 

Actually, you can. Her beautiful face haunting you for weeks. Her smile, filling every room with light. Her wit, and charm. She can hold her own against you and it makes your fire for her burn hotter than it ever has. She’s beautiful, everything you wanted, and everything you refused to see. And the sex…

You jump out of bed, and take a quick shower, getting dressed and talking yourself up on what you’re going to say, starting with ‘I’m sorry’.

As you head out the door, you pass the office and have the thought of bringing the mandolin with you. Maybe you can show her how you feel this way. Grabbing it you snatch your keys from the hook and are out the door.

Your chest is tight and your stomach in knots. You can’t remember the last time you were this nervous about anything. Playing in front of thousands of people doesn’t hold a candle to the nerves in your chest. 

You find an empty spot in the parking lot, the sun just starting to peek over the tree tops. You grab the instrument sitting in the front seat and walk up the steps to her apartment. Your heart is pounding so hard. You go to knock but stop yourself to catch your breath. You step to the railing, peering out over the parking lot to calm your nerves. You close your eyes and give yourself one more pep talk.

This is it. My last chance. She’s already so far out of my reach, whatever I say now needs to perfectly articulate how I feel. 

How do you explain to someone that you need them like your lungs need to breathe?

That you’re so scared of hurting them that you pushed them away, all to protect them? 

It feels like a bullshit excuse even to you, but it’s the only explanation you have for all of the back and forth leading up to where you both are right now. 

All I need is one more chance. You’re ready to be all in. You want her. All of her. 

You open your eyes and take a deep breath. When a familiar sight catches your eye, making you double take.

Josh? What’s he…

Your heart drops into your stomach. A swirling sick feeling rising in your chest.

‘You all go without me…’ 

The blood drains from your face and your body goes numb.

You can’t believe your fucking eyes. You walk right down the stairs, making your way to the Jeep to make absolutely sure its his. 

You knew they were close, and you knew he stayed to talk to her last night, but you had convinced yourself you were overreacting and that they were just close friends. Nothing else. Not this.

Your memory flashes back to that night in your apartment, her anger seething after you implied something was going on with Josh and her adamantly stating it was nothing.

Liar.

As you reach the car you peer into the drivers window looking for the tell tale sign, and you see it. A tiny polaroid sitting on the instrument cluster. A picture of Rosie. Sam made all of you take one stating she was the cutest one in the band and deserves to be seen at all times.

Then you see his orange beaded necklace hanging from the rearview mirror. 

Son of a bitch.

Your stomach turns and your chest gets tight thinking about the girl who you were ready to finally open your heart to, being in bed with your bandmate.

Hell, your brother. 

The one she said she had no feelings for.

You can feel your anger bubbling up threatening to explode. 

Who even fucking knows if they made it to the bed. Knowing her they’ve probably fucked on half of the surfaces in her apartment by now. 

I fucking knew it.

You get right back into your car, screeching out of the parking lot, heading back to your place to figure out how you are going to be in the same room with him for the entire day.

You can’t believe it’s happening again. 

Another girl ripping your heart to shreds.

HER POV

Your eyes open and see a blurry figure next to you. 

Josh?

Your brain flashes through visions of the night, the drinks, the sex. The amazing, wonderful, tender sex. A smile crosses your face. Your arm reaches over sliding down his bare back. 

His hand reaches over his body grasping your hand in his as he rolls to face you. He was sleeping hard, he has a red crease across his face from the pillow case. Even so, the morning sun shining into the room illuminates his amber brown eyes in an ethereal way, looking like wet withered rings on the inside of a mahogany tree. 

He is truly stunning in the sunlight. 

“Good morning” he whispers out, his voice still asleep and a little gravely. 

You smile, “It is, a good morning.”

He leans over and places his hand on your cheek, you turning your face into his touch. His lips gently meet your forehead. 

“I wish I could stay here and spend the morning telling you how beautiful you are, but we have the 8:00am time slot at the studio.” He says groaning into the pillow. 

“Go, don’t worry about me. You’ll see me tonight. ” You smile.

He kisses your forehead again, “Wouldn’t miss it.” 

He gets up from the bed, grabbing his clothes from the floor. You never noticed how chiseled his body is, very clear abs and the perfect v leading into his groin. A tiny bit of hair lines his happy trail. His arms are strong and the muscle noticeable, when not covered in clothes.

You smile to yourself as you watch him. He ties his shoes and walks back to the bed placing one knee on it leaning towards you. He cups your head and kisses you so perfectly on the lips, lingering for just a second before you feel him pull away, eyes fluttering open. 

“Tonight.” He says walking through the room and out the door. 

The butterflies in your stomach, absolutely taking flight. 

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DANNY POV

You feel her presence before you see her, tonight. 

You can already feel your heart beating faster and the back of your neck hot with anger. 

You’ve been dreading this moment all day, knowing you would round out the evening here like you always do. 

Not feeling brave enough to make eye contact yet, you settle at your usual table as Josh volunteers to grab the first round. It takes all your strength to not roll your eyes or say something you’ll regret. 

You feel like you’re going to be sick, watching him walk up to the bar with just a bit more enthusiasm than normal. Smiling, laughing with her. 

You see her eyes light up at his presence, a bright shade of pink blooming in her cheeks and a smile crossing her lips.  

Fuck. I need a drink immediately.

Josh comes back with everyone’s drink order, placing your whiskey neat in front of you and patting you on the shoulder. 

You think you hear him mumble something about a good job at rehearsal today but your mind is anywhere but small talk. 

You down the whiskey in a few deep gulps and slam your glass back on the table. 

The rest of your group staring at you with concerned faces, almost in shock.

“You good, Daniel? I haven’t even taken a sip yet…” Sam laughs as he brings the bottle of beer to his lips. 

“Yeah man… didn’t get much sleep last night. Counting on a whiskey slumber tonight.” you quip with a half-hearted laugh.

You realize you either need to face her and get another drink, or patiently wait for your group to catch up. 

Before you can consider the consequences of each, Sam is shouting for her attention.

“Hey, pretty lady!” he yells from the table. Her eyes quickly finding him as she obviously avoids meeting yours. 

“My friend Daniel here, needs a refill ALREADY. I think there was a hole in his glass. Why don’t we do a round of shots too, I think we could all use a night of fun.” he wiggles his eyebrows and laughs as he sits back down. 

You try not to let her catch you staring as she pours your drink and lines up the shot glasses. You can’t help but notice how good she looks as she is moving the metal shaker back and forth in the air. 

You shake your head and let out a breath, trying to figure out how to act when she finally makes her way to the table.

HER POV

Fuck, pull it together. 

Your hands are shaking while pouring the drinks for the guys. Anxiety blooming quickly in your chest.

You can’t deny how amazing last night with Josh was, but you feel an extreme pit of guilt in your stomach about Danny. 

How the fuck did I get here? Maybe if I put the drinks down fast and pretend I have another order to make I can escape without having to talk to either of them.

When you make your way over to their table, you aren’t so lucky.

“Alright!! Hey! Have a shot with us!” Sam pleads.

You stare at him, contemplating your choices. 

“Here, you can have mine. Doesn’t mix well with my beer.” Jake offers you with a smile. 

You reluctantly take the shot from his hand and turn your attention back to Sam, putting every ounce of control you have towards avoiding the rest of the table. He looks at you and raises his eyebrows.

Shit. This is not going to be good.

“To the best bartender around…” Sam lifts his shot to you and everyone tips their head back and follows suit. 

The harsh liquid warming your throat on the way down. Praying it will give you the courage to make it through the rest of the night.

“Bartending isn’t the only thing she’s known for around here, huh?” you hear Danny say under his breath. 

What?

You cut your eyes to him. His eyes are dilated to a dark piecing black, and you can practically see the anger radiating off of his body.

Fuck. He knows. Did Josh tell him? 

You look around nervously swallowing. 

What the fuck is going on?

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Josh asks, an edge lacing his tone. 

Eyes pleading with Danny, you know his decision is made and he won’t hold back.

Oh no…Josh…

“Well, I mean she is pretty good lay, too. At least I think so… What do you think, Josh? Saw your car at her apartment before the sun came up this morning. Did she fuck you so good? Fuck you right to sleep? She’s good at that.” he asks pointedly, letting out a small scoff.

You feel all of the color drain from your face. The shot glass you’re holding in your hands falls to the floor, glass shattering around your feet. You’re too stunned to move. 

Josh’s face goes through a mix of emotions all within a few seconds. Confusion turning into sadness. Then into anger, maybe even disappointment. You can see the hurt in his eyes, realizing that Danny had you first. You’re ready for him to join in on the attack, bracing yourself for the impact of his words.

“Danny. I think you need to shut your fucking mouth. Now. Before you say anything else that you’ll regret. We can talk about this in private. Not here.” he tries to reason with his bandmate who clearly has more to say, by the look on his face.

What? He is defending me…

“No, I think we should all talk now. That way Jake and Sammy can know what they are getting themselves into if she tries to go four for four with us.” his tone oozes resentment. 

Wow. 

You can feel the tears forming in your eyes.

“Go on… Tell them how we’ve been fucking for weeks. Sneaking around after hours… Pretending to hate each other, while we fuck our brains out behind closed doors. Tell poor Josh here, that he isn’t the only one who has been inside you lately. Whore…” He seethes.

Ouch. That stung. Please don’t cry, not in front of all of them. 

You got yourself into this.

Not a second goes by before Josh is on his feet and in Danny’s face.

“Don’t you ever speak like that to her again. Especially here?! Where she fucking WORKS?! This is exactly why you will never be with her, dude. You are a fucking dick. Why would she want to be with someone who isn’t even man enough to treat her with respect?  Get a fucking grip. This conversation is finished, the three of us can continue it elsewhere.” He fumes.

He meets your eyes, and you think you see tears starting to well, but he tears them away before you can see for sure. 

“Jake, can you get the tab? I need to go.” his voice is low and weak, breaking your heart into a million tiny pieces. Jake gives him a nod and motions towards the door. 

I need to talk to him, I can’t let him go after that without giving him an explanation. He needs to hear everything from me.

Before you can leave, Danny is opening his mouth to speak again, but is quickly cut off by Sam. 

“Daniel. Stop. You’ve done enough. I’ll drive you home.” he pulls his friend to his feet and starts towards the door, giving you a look that you can’t decipher between sympathy and judgement. 

You’re left with Jake who has his card ready for you.

“I’m so sorry, Jake. I never meant for any of this to happen.” your voice giving out at the end as a sob threatens to rack through your chest. 

He hands you the card and doesn’t say a word, slowly getting up and following you to the bar  to sign the check. 

You hand it to him, tear drops staining the flimsy receipt paper. 

He looks up at you “Hey, I don’t know what happened... but Josh seems really hurt, and that shit hurts me too. These are my brothers… You need to fix this.” He says sternly.

He signs his name quickly and makes his way to door, the bell ringing out as the door slams shut. 

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this is gonna be my condensed thoughts/feelings as I finally catch up to the most current chapter in bs:a!

@darke15 you’re a genius and I luv youuuu

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I had to make a new ao3 account after my computer denounced the website 😂😂

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Okay so from chpts 65-69 I’m high key sweating every two minutes lol

The lying Ghost had to do was insane!! Girl was doing cartwheels dodging Bucky’s questions to the point I was so stressed! I feel so bad for them—I can’t imagine the pain of wanting to share something but knowing the repercussions and fear of the outcome.

But so much good/yummy fluff and smut was weaved through so I’m happy haha

“Did you fuck Captain America?”

“Did you fuck the Winter Soldier?”

^ honestly has to be one of my favorites 😂 I was squealing lmaoo

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*this next part is dedicated to chpt. 70. And only chpt. 70.*

Exc-UUUSE MEEEE?! Did you wake up and decide on violence, Darke?! I’m IN TEARS. AGONY. DANNY OH MY GOD. I CANT DO THIS. I REFUSE. NO. NOO. NOOOO.

Wow goddamn if that hurt me I can’t imagine how much that hurt you when you wrote this scene. I mean Danny?!? Babes I’m withering in pain, full tears.

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Chpt 71. What in the HELL IS GOING ON. So many people are getting hurt?! Dune, my loves. The whole team. I’m terrified for this chapter.

Oh my god Wraith is throwing Ghost under the bus as a HYDRA sleeper agent 🫣 what is HAPPENING RN

OKAY NOW WAIT HOLD ON WHAT THE FUKKK

DARKE

My GOD. WTFF.

Ollie?!? OLLIEEE

I was trying to be coordinated when doing this reaction post but NO WAY. NO WAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!

He’s—! And I’m just—!

Oliver why—!

oh for the love of god 💀 I’m not strong enough for this

I have to say that Wraith being Ollie was a twisty twist I did NOT plan for. Now that he’s been revealed oh — I see it. Like I reread a quick scene from the early flashbacks and it does make so much sense. He and Ghost had some turbulence <literally lol> but I still am blown away. He’s got such a wild anger towards Ghost.

But now some serious concerns. What in the hell, Ollie?? Like he’s pretending to act like Danny?! BRO THAT IS MESSED UP.

Kinda glad it wasn’t Danny, tbh?? Maybe I’m crazy but I freaking love that man so much. His character and Ghost have been through so much that I’d hate that for them. Plus I picture Oscar Isaac for godsakes I can’t imagine him as my villain I’m sorry 😭😂

…………………. nOw HoLd Up Is DaNnY aCtUaLly DeAd

OH. OH NO. OH NO. NO NO. NOW THE FLASHBACK IS HURTING ME EVEN MORE.

*I took a week long break from reading after that 😭😭😂*

{but also realizing Origins is going into Danny and Ghost so… compromise? *crying continues*}

So, I’m back. Not refreshed — I’m thoroughly feeling bamboozled and stunned by Oliver. Man, he had me fooled 😔

Chpt. 72-73 wowowowow!!!

Bucky is so heartbroken ugh. Again. The lies and deceit have wounded him so deeply I hope he can recover when the truth comes out about Ghost and her working with Aftermath and Dune/Alpha Two…

These snippets into Oliver’s anger and planning is so terrifying. But that’s also a compliment haha. These scenes are so well done I want to punch him. Like real bad. This was supposed to be their friend and coworker Ollie! Not Ollie the Hydra lover 😭

Murder!Ghost is coming out to play 👀 !!

But on a serious note, Ghostie needs a break or she’s gonna snap. All that trauma and pain, without time to heal and process, would make any person crumble. I really hope not but she needs a break. Pronto!

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Chpt 74, oh how I loved this!! So The Big 🍎 finally knows the truth. And he’s nice and possibly not surprised about Reader being Ghost. Love him. Love him and Boone. God I hope Bucky won’t hate Ghost too much after this!! [also screaming how cute Boone and Steve are *cries in single*].

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Chpt 75: I love how you write these team dynamics. Like they’ve been through the worst things imaginable and they still got each other’s backs. Now that’s my found family!!!

The heartbreaking realization [again] of what damage had been done to Olympus and the surrounding area is wild. Having Ghost describe it through her eyes was agonizing. Everything being rubble and yet the memorial stone is standing tall... oof the image :( but at least Turner and the family are alive!!

“If Ollie wants to play the hero, I’ll give him a villain.”

-- ABSO-FREAKING-LUTELY YESS. This gave me chills ahhhh 

[OO and Novak ditching Wraith?! WHAT IS GOING ON]

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 Chpt. 76!

I know Bucky is going through it right now, but at least he realized Ghost loves him. And the slight doubt about Ghost being ‘hydra’ is giving me life. Slowly but surely the team is finding this odd, but I’m glad Clint is thinking it through. This web that Ollie created is so insane and I can’t wait for the truth to come out!

Even though the next scene showed a badass machine that Ghost can be (and nearly terrified Bucky again *le sigh*) I have hope this will turn around haha. *sweating intensifies*

Plus, even though the whole Stark Tower/Avengers group was in panic during Ghost’s takedown of Wraith’s base in Kabul, I was thoroughly enjoying that scene <3 Badass Ghostie is fun!

Also Bucky still calls New Eden his ‘home’ so that’s a win, bro!

Ollie calling Ghost an “impulsive psychopath”... boy, please. We need him to look in the mirror hahaha.

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So... um... chpts 77-78: 

well holy hot damn. I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK. Ain’t nobody touching Amma. No. I’d throw hands, I’m sorry haha. Girly, you had me going nuts like Ollie hurt Amma oh my goodddddddd! Boone was so sweet to get Amma the hell out of dodge. I love her with my whole heart, ugh! Ghost’s reaction to Amma being missing then reuniting with her had me teary ngl

Ghost’s internal monologue in Medellín about the team and who’s bullet holes did those belong to was so heart wrenching. Her panic attack?! Holy crap, my heart hurts so badly for her. All Ghost’s trauma and pain is really coming to a head with all of this stress and it’s making me so sad to see Ghost hurting like this.

“If she’d fought so hard to get away from them, Bucky could get her back”

—> hell fucking yes!

The chaos! Bucky loves Ghost, wants to find Ghost, but is going to make it worse if he does because of Oliver’s ties to the Avengers….. ugh a month went by and I feel like he’s slowly loosing faith in her *cries*

AND YESSSSS THE WEDDING OF THE CENTURY IS GONNA HAPPEN!!!! Jack and Duke are getting married!!!!!!!!!!!! 🥹😭❤️💕

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Ahhhhaha! Chpt 79:

I am sobbing. This was so perfect and lovely. I needed this. We all needed this. Darke, you needed this. I feel like I fell in love with these characters all over again. What Ghost said during the ceremony had me weeping. And when Danny is brought up, I’m also crying very sad tears lol. 🥹💕

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*side note: the way you write peter and sam are exceptional! I can really hear their voices come alive <3

** side note 2: just a general declaration that Sam Wilson needs a love interest moving forward in the MCU... like they’re missing out on this man and I’ll fight Marvel haha 😂😂

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Yikes! It seems my BA in Communications is not paying off 😂 what a messy reaction post lmao. I cannot communicate to save my lifeeeeee

@darke15​, I can’t properly explain how much this whole series has me in a chokehold. You are a phenomenal writer and storyteller!! Seriously I’m always in awe what that brain creates 🖤 thank you for all that you do, lovely!! 

~gigi💕

[totally-average-kid]

UHHHH HERES ME SPEEDRUNNING MY SONA LORE AND FIGURED I MIGHT AS WELL INFO DUMP ABOUT IT ON HERE AS WELL!!

(Lore under cut because its kinda long.)

DANNY LORE:

Danny was adopted by Kae Stella with his “twin brother” (they call each other twins cause they got adopted on the same day and they’ve always stuck together) Pasta one day. So the family is Viper (older brother), Kae (mom), And Danny and pasta (Twins).

During their high school years, they decided to move out of the house. While Danny was doing homework one day: Pasta brought back a black cat. Pasta already holding the cat and getting attached, They decided to keep them. A couple of months later, the cat disappeared. But on the same day they met a new friend named “Scout.” After a while of hanging out with Scout, they found out that they don’t have a home. So they offered for Scout to stay at their place. So they all live together as roommates. Eventually they do find out that Scout is a eldritch being so… swag.

One day: Both Pasta and Danny got into a really heated argument. So Danny storms off and goes on a trip to the mountains with Viper and his friend: Motley to get away from the house. Not bothering to say goodbye as he slams the door. As they were at a Waffle House in the mountains. Motley decided to do something funny. They murder Danny. Motley convinced Viper to help them hide the body and run. Days later: Pasta goes to the mountains to try and cut their quarrel. Star goes to the cabins that they were staying at but Motley said that Danny went missing and they didn’t know where he went. A couple of hours of searching later and Pasta comes across the Waffle House. They search in a couple of areas before finding Danny’s corpse on the floor, looking like he was dropped out of an open cabinet. (BTW, THERE ARE MISSING POSTERS FOR DANNY AROUND THE TOWN)

They hosted a improv funeral for Danny and later down the line, Pasta’s soul unstable and triggered the first Super Nova. Pasta also spent a lot of time repressing the memories that Danny’s dead and they convinced starself that he just went missing.

A couple of months afterwords: Danny’s spirit awakens as a ghost. While Danny’s memories of the murder are foggy, he remembers everything else about his life. He spends the first couple of days until one day he finally found out how to be visible again. As soon as he was visible again: he ran towards the house on a pouring day. Announcing that he’s back. Scout instantly knows what’s up but Pasta hugs him home, luckily for Danny’s tangibility kicking at the right moment.

Danny talks with scout if they should break the news to everyone that.. Well: he’s dead! Scout advices him not to, saying that Pasta might not be able to handle it. So: Danny is desperately trying to make sure that no one catches on that he’s a ghost.

For the first couple of days: Danny cant really control his ghostly powers. Phasing through the bunk bed and looking more unsettling at moments. But he does get the hang of it eventually. But some things that will happen with Danny is that:

A: Taking photos with them is EXTREMELY hard. The photos come out glitched and stuff and it always blurs out Danny’s face.

B: They bled flowers before their death: But it was more of just tiny petals before they became droplets of blood. Now it’s in full swing. His blood are blooming red dahlias with a green inside.

C: The more damaged Danny gets: The more ghostly he looks. So I’ll break it down in stages.

1: Danny starts to get a ghostly aura around him 2: His hair starts to float 3: tangibility drops 4: Just full on corpse look

D: Danny is cold at all times

[fruggo]

Okey okey so. well, I haven't found it anywhere, so. Killer ( dbd) reactions to when they try to catch their favorite surv (s / o) as he/she jumps through the window, palette, but their pants / skirt remain in their hand. He / she runs away, but they see their pink panties with bunny pattern: 3.

lol okay this is funny—but just to clarify none of this will be sexual >:0 i don’t think you meant it that way but just wanna make sure! you also didn't specify which killers so i just did which ones i usually write for, i hope that's okay with you!

characters: frank, joey, and danny w/ gender neutral reader

warnings: uhhh undergarments i guess lmao ?????? and i just wrote "pants" bc im too lazy to b like "pants/skirt" every time and its a general term ljfksjdfkj or whateveavasv its 3 am

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bro i had a field day writing this im so sorry i was so tired and the writing is so unprofessional LMAO

i hope it’s at least funny tho :-)

𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍

ok so frank?? we have already established that he is a douchebag (affectionate)

normally as a killer, he would want to catch the survivor he is chasing, yes?

unfortunately he catches ur pants instead </3

trying to vault through the window at shack, you lost your footing as frank grabbed a handful of your clothes and yanked you backwards--but somehow you managed to break free!! oh golly gee!!!!!

hmm

your legs are rather cold all of a sudden hmmm

you look back to see frank frozen at the window, the smile on his mask seeming to taunt you as he held your clothing in his hand.

and then his mf stupid laugh hit your ears and u swore u lost it later when telling claudette about it (bc i love claudette and i think she deserves the world, yes)

"LOOK I DIDN'T CHOOSE THIS THE ENTITY PUT THEM ON ME" you cried out desperately, grasping at what little dignity you had left by hiding behind the generator in the middle of the room--you were referring to the embarrassing undergarments frank was so unfortunate to see. it was mostly just embarrassing because he had seen them; perhaps you liked the pattern, but that was only for you to know!!!! not anybody else!!

his laughs melted into a withering sigh. "oh, doll, cute bunnies. really. so adorable."

steam was probably pouring out yo ears as you fled the crime scene and hid the rest of the trial because no, he wasn't giving you your pants back <3 he is a douchebag remember (derogatory) (the rock eyebrow picture) (vine boom)

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𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐘

JOEY!!! :))))))

joey is a nice boy you cant change my mind

when he accidentally snatches ya pants hes like whaaaaaat nooooooo aaaaahhhhh

sorru its 3 am and this is how im writing there are no excuses i am just doing it because i want to bye so anyways

like a gentleman he looks away, but not fast enough. he still saw those mf bunnies and he can’t ever forget it

“um. sorry. here’s your… yeah.” he holds your pants through the window for you, head still turned the opposite way.

he won’t comment on the bunnies on your underwear because he’s nice but ya he’s definitely thinking about it lol

im going to bed brb i canmt write for shat

okay im back

you shyly take your pants back, astounded at the killer’s polite attitude. “oh.. thank you.. “

“um.. no problem.. yeah… i’m just gonna, uh.. im gonna.. go now…” he mumbles, shuffling away.

so he leaves lmao he can’t take it!! ur kinda really cute in case you didn’t know. you have bunnies on your undies babe he’s dying over here

when he sees you later he just kind of freezes, and you stand there uncomfortably like👋😄

from that point on he never sacrifices you in trials. he just can’t. he thinks about the bunnies every time he sees you. lmao

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𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐉𝐎𝐇𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

danny is the worst and i still stand by this HE IS A BAD GUY OKAY

(but jsust bc u are bad guy…. doesnt mean u are bad guy… ) (please tell me u know where this is from)

he’ll laugh at you, first of all. resting his chin in his hand as he leans on the window, he says, “oh, my. never took you for the innocent type” in the most sleazy, silky voice. and it so pisses you off

if you try to get your pants back he lifts them away, watching you desperately grab for them while more laughter bubbles up in his chest.

embarrassment burns in your face as you scramble to gather your wits—what the fuck are you supposed to do right now? the chase has been cast aside, but now he’s just taunting and mocking you for your underwear, a whole new battle.

“aaww, look! you’re angry! look at that pout.. how precious.. like a bunny,” danny muses, his head tilting almost affectionately.

and then

babe he takes out his mf camera

and before you can react he gets a picture☠️☠️☠️

DIDNT I TELL YOU HE’S THE WORST :)

“EY EY EY DELETE THAT” you yell, anger simmering inside of you. you were so ready to slap a bitch but how could you do that to a killer?

he laughs EVILLY cause hes an EVIL BOY and then sulks away EVILLY

and now you still have no pants

[mara-xx217]

See the chess wizard/Herman thing makes me think of similar situations with other killers (ie getting outplayed). Currently I only have an idea of Ghostface facing a survivor who can seem to find him with ease/outrun him and he's fucking p i s s e d as it begins to play with his ego that he cant seem to catch them, they barely even glance at him while doing it all, like not smug, just avoids with ease (He'll bitterly admit the view from behind isnt bad though)

I really haven't given Danny much love all things considered 😞 Time to change that fact ;)

Danny was sure and confident of his abilities. He kills whoever he wants, when he wants, how he wants; he always has and will continue to do so. So, when you break that usual routine of his and shatter his self-confidence, it leaves him in an unusual state of-

"You fucking BITCH-!"

It was a genuine shock to hear his voice raise so much it damn near cracks under the pressure you've placed upon him. It was funny, but a bit worrying as well. You didn't think you were that great at looping- you were nothing like Meg or David- but for whatever reason, you were really starting to piss Ghostface off.

If only you knew what you did to him... It was a fantasy of his to break you in half; make you cry, bleed, scream and whine and beg for release that would never be granted to you. He just needs to- fucking get a hold of you, you slippery little CUNT-!

Once Danny gets his hands on you... Oh how you'll scream. No amount of careful looping, expert pallet uses, flashlight saves, or stabbing him with random shit will save you now. He just needs to be patient! Not let his emotions get the better of him and wait for you to eventually grow lazy then he'll-

"You're fucking DEAD you WHORE!!"

@prettycutebunny @gore-loving-whore @kennbb @cherrysodalite @dead-bxtch-walking @space-arsonist

[shirtlessfelix]

How about ghostie, mikey & ph hcs with a s.o. survivor who both startles and flusters easily? They are easily startled bc theyre usually very focused on their objectives or innocently distracted, in their own little world.

They get tunnel vision & also aren't very suave or smooth when someone advances on them 👀

I just really cjfbvnvj cant handle stealth killers and thought thatd be smth hilarious to have, a very easily spooked and very un-smooth s.o survivor, and ay throw in a ph we love a triangle man 💖

Stealth killers really are a pain in the backside ._. PH tries his best, but his knife and breathing give him away! Hope you like these 💕

Stealthy Killers Startle their S/O

Suggestive?? | <200 words each

Ghostface: Danny is distracted by his partner from the start of the trial, wanting their attention on him instead of the generator they're focused on. They think he's a fellow survivor until they catch sight of his mask, which makes them jump back in a moment of fear. "Stop doing that!" they insist as they laugh it off, and Danny leans against them with that ghastly smile looking into their eyes.

But their eyes are still on the various cogs and wires that they're fumbling with, and they're only halfway paying attention to Danny's proposal to spend some time alone. "I'd like that when I finish with this, hold on." Danny's rather impatient, but he'll wait it out for their sake even if they still don't know what he's on about.

Myers: He's a bit more subtle in communicating with his partner; when he sees them, he first admires them from afar and hopes that they'll notice him watching. When they do notice him, they get all flustered and embarrassed, a little disappointed that the thrill of being watched by him is gone. Their heart is still beating like a jackhammer when he approaches them, and nervous laughter shows just how happy they are to see him.

"Mikey, I didn't know it was you over there!" they'll say, trying to make some kind of conversation with someone who never speaks. "Well, of course I didn't... what are you—oh!" He'll pick them up without warning and take them somewhere more private, away from the generators and the other survivors. They both know what he wants, and his partner wants the same thing.

Pyramid Head: He'll find his S/O wandering around somewhere after he's broken down another generator, completely oblivious to his location despite his standing right behind them. He'll only get their attention by touching a hand to their shoulder, which will make them scream until they realize that it's him. "I forgot you could do that!" they'll tell him for the umpteenth time, but he can't show how amused he really is.

Throughout the trial, he'll pick his partner up and give them some knowing strokes of his hand along their back, or he'll hold his hand around their waist, and they won't know quite what he means other than wanting to be affectionate. "No, I'm not telling you where Jill is, that's your job to find out," they tell him, and his sigh is the only thing they hear before he breaks another generator and wanders off again.

[voiceless-terror]

Pls feel free to ignore but jondanny thoughts:

(Canon) Danny is dead for circus reasons: ouch oof ow. Do Tim and Jon talk about Danny in season one and are closer? Do they not mention it until season 3 and it's too late for their relationship? Could go in the direction of tim is trustworthy bc Danny or Tim is untrustworthy bc I don't know what happened to Danny. Guest starring Jon "survivors guilt" sims

Canon but Danny is alive: this would mean Tim isnt at the institute but let's shh ignore imagine season 2 Jon is losing it he stakes out tims house he is taking photos enter Danny like uhm. 👁️👁️ Jon. And Jon is 👁️👁️. I don't know where it goes from there but the mental image of catching your college ex taking photos of your brothers house is amusing to me. I imagine this version is a wee bit softer than canon

Danny is just alive the institute is just. office: hilarious all the possibilities for rom com are there doesn't matter with who it's all funny Jon as tims boss Jon as tims coworker it's all good maybe Tim drags Danny to a holiday party and Danny is like hi Jon :) and Jon is like hi Danny 😳 and Tim is like 👁️👄👁️ or maybe Tim is looking through Danny's camera roll bc y'know siblings and what do you know there's his new coworker Jon but.... with Earrings.... And also clearly on a date with his little brother helo

OH MAN THESE ARE ALL GOOD THOUGHTS, thank you anon ive been blessed

but god i'm thinking about that first one...jon meets tim, puts two and two together, tries to look up danny but he cant find any updated information or social media (im not sure in canon if they told us how tim handled danny's disappearance/death - did he report him dead? did he even need to w/ stranger shenanigans?). jon tries texting his number and its disconnected. it makes him a little worried, so he decides to mention to tim that he knew his brother and asks how he's doing

tim shuts down- he's still grieving and its hard to talk about danny, so he's very blunt and awkward about telling him he died. jon's shocked but he sees from the look on tim's face not to press, so he just tells him he's sorry for his loss and is kind of fucked up for the rest of the day. he really liked danny, and his brother's working at the magnus institute....did something supernatural happen to him?

tim goes home and scours danny's belongings and ends up finding a photo of the two- they were more than close. he eventually invites jon over and the two of them get drinks and tim plies him for any more memories of his brother he has, and eventually breaks down and tells jon what happened. jon promises to help him, eventually tells his own story...and the bond is forged and canon irrevocably CHANGED

[sanchoyo]

danny phantom season 2, ep 12-16 thoughts! these episodes, in comparison to the first 10 or so, felt way more laid back and low-stakes, which I appreciate sometimes. I didn't appreciate how lazy jack's halfa design was in masters of time, it made me so annoyed I redesigned it. 👎🏻 u_u

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-'picking a fight with me and my upgraded form!' 'you upgraded to a mullet?' DANNNNY. YOU CANT SAY THAT TO TECHNUS. YOUVE HAD A MULLET TWICE NOW ('fun' split danny, and evil future danny BOTH HAD THEM). I HAVE THE RECEIPTS.

-danny seeing technus hurting valerie and yelling I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU IN HALF. SAMEEEE <3

-axion labs is now a part of vladco. FUCK YOU VLAD. hes not even really IN this episode, but just thought I'd throw out a nice fuck you anyway.

-'capable of blasting a single person into space in (2) minutes!' tucker. that would kill someone. i mean yeah they might get to space, but theres NO WAY THEY WOULDNT CATCH FIRE, OR THEIR ORGANS WOULDNT LIQUIFY BECAUSE OF THE STRAIN. THEY'D PROBABLY PASS OUT BEFORE THEN, BUT. ...no, okay, I get why vlad bought this company. this is RIGHT up his alley.

-danny KNOWS VAL DIDNT DO THIS, THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE SUIT. AND SPENDING ALL NIGHT CHATTING WITH HER. <3 and val is a 9TH DEGREE BLACKBELT?? danny's mom is, too!! omg and she hunts ghosts, his parents would love her. and her fav fruit is kumquat bc its a funny word. im so with danny val is amazing. I love her and I Do Not Want To Hear It From Sam.

-I knew danny wanted to be an astronaut, but the bowling tidbit is like. yes give me more useless info abt these characters, I love tiny details that make them feel more human, and im glad hes got hobbies aside from ghost stuff, we dont really see a lot of that!!! (I mean, we knew 'fun' danny from when he split himself in half liked bowling, so obv it makes sense he LIKES it, but hes very GOOD at it. so proud of him, bowling king) val calling him neil armstrong and them teasing each other. LOVE THAT.

-technus you are my favorite grandpa for setting this up. SAM WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CREEPY BE HAPPY FOR YOUR FRIEND!!! STOP SPYING ON THEM!!! who actually cares if technus did 'set them up' together, theyre having fun and enjoy each others company!!! 'you think the universe wants you two to be together?' 'i dunno, but maybe /I/ do!' EXACTLY DANNY!!! SOO TRUE.

-and valerie being happy sam said she wants to try and be happy for them and make room at the lunch table for them. and hugging sam over it. VAL NEEDS MORE FRIENDS.

-VAL GOING AFTER TECHNUS IN HER SUIT WITH (1) MILK, AND (1) TREE BRANCH AND KEYS!!!. I LOVE YOUUUU BEST GIRL. her new suit kicks ass

-dannys like 'HEY IM AN ASTRONAUT :D' AW. ...HES IN SPACE... the fact he's actually intending to give her the ring. with SAMS NAME ON IT?? IM CRINGING DANNY NO. YOU CANT DO THAT...thank god he didnt. thank god valerie cut it off and said they can just stay friends for now. tbh, they both have a lot on their plates!! they obv both still like each other...it can be a future thing!! when she knows about phantom! youre 14 theres no need to rush. I just want her to have friends and be happy :(

-...danny struggles to do (1) pull up. SAME. but all the ghost fighting in phantom form REALLY doesnt carry over at ALL? that sucks

-sam being as fit as she is, is not just a goth. shes a goth jock.

-honey I Shrank Our Kid, One of his Enemies, and his Bully: the episode

-dash's crush on phantom is So Obvious. fitness buddies :) watching them interact always makes me laugh. also, phantom, with PANTS. 'how many costume changes you gonna go through, what is this, vegas??' DASSH DJKSFHASKDF

-MADDIE GOING AFTER THE MOUSE WITH A BROOM, WHAT THE FUCK. AAAH. JUST BUY SOME KIND OF MOUSE TRAP.

-danny likes lime and vinegar chips. which sound very good.

-'our boy finally has the physical prowess of a 60 year old president!' ...poor danny LMAO

-'what's wrong with beauty pageants' oh tucker you sweet naïve child. what ISNT wrong with them. who approved this for a high school?? (I mean, yes. unfortunately child pageants exist, but...) also danny and tucker once again treating the pretty girls like objects. I need to meet the grown man who wrote this, I just want to talk...

-prince aragon's dragon form reminds me of maleficent (color scheme wise) which is always a bonus. considering the episode is called beauty marked, I feel like the sleeping beauty references are deliberate

-sam with the fake fangs. once again her accessories never miss. hate the 'not like other girls, girls who get sucked into this kind of thing are all shallow and all want to be carbon copies' bs tho.

-sam trying to be the Worst Bride, being rude as shit. DORA IS GOING TO GET KILLED. DID YOU MISS THE PART WHERE SHE SAID THE PRINCE WILL HAVE HER HEAD IF YOU ARENT THE IDEAL BRIDE. YOU /KNOW/ DANNY WILL COME SAVE YOU. JUST ACT CHILL UNTIL THEN. even if you were doing fine to get him to take off the crown, consider maybe not letting his poor sister get punished also?? sure, she could also take off the crown and has dragon powers, but did you know that for sure?? dora didnt even really realize it until you guys talked!! (or at least, she was scared to stand up to him. you had no guarantee she would...) but. good for dora. ANOTHER friendly ghost to add to the List :)

-tucker is so under appreciated in his time. if he was doing a tech-based campaign today he'd have a better shot. people in 2004 had NO IDEA how much tech would be a part of our day-to-day lives...altho. tbh if you're going to be running for student council president, maybe you should..focus on things to actually improve the school? since he's going for a tech angle, he could say like, he would be running fundraisers for the schools computers to be upgraded, etc? we've already SEEN he can be good at money-making entrepreneur type stuff!!

-oh my god wait. this episode is JUST YUGIOH?????! A REBORN PHAROH USING A TEENAGER AS A VESSEL?? YESSSSSS

-tucker using his new minion to feed him grapes and carry him. AND LOCUSTS ONTO THE BULLIES. I love how when he's possessed, he gains winged eyeliner.

-this episode is giving me big 'plankton makes everyone in bikini bottom his slaves and build monuments of him from the spongebob movie' vibes. and the pharaoh has a traitor who works for him? VERY big yugioh vibes. aknadin confirmed

-I like that danny is still completely exhausted after using ghostly wail. (still patiently waiting on him to get duplication)

-LOVE the fenton's 80s outfits. I get hes 14 and embarrassed by everything they do because theyre his parents, but. cmon, this is one objectively cool thing theyve done. love 80s fashion.

-...was vlad just standing on that streetlight waiting for danny to come out? how'd he know they'd be coming out the back? how long has he been up there???

-oh, wait, his ecto-acne has flareups? that SUCKS. danny was...well I dont want to say he was LUCKY HE HALF-DIED, but he was lucky his was pretty instant (I'm assuming that had to do with the power/scale of the portals being different?) I remember in the ep we met him, vlad made a point of saying he was stuck in a hospital for a long time, so. that really actually sucks and I feel bad. not that it excuses anything he's done...but like. it does suck.

-vlad being so sure danny wouldnt help him he made it somehow contagious to his friends to make sure he'd get help? danny is a nice boy, he wouldve helped if it was anyone else. the only reason he wouldn't have is because of the shit vlad did to him, on purpose. vlad 100% dug his own grave by being the biggest asshole, so it is very hard to feel bad for him.

-clockwork is back!!! and making danny learn lessons The Hard Way. Uhhh, okay. I kind of get Danny’s logic, that time traveling this far back would prevent vlad from becoming a halfa also, ergo no arch nemesis or ectoacne to worry about. But the fact that was basically the first solution Danny came up with to solve this problem is actually so funny. It’s so extreme

-APPRICIATION FOR THESE 80S LESBIAN BG CHARACTERS.

-vlad telling maddie in the lab (in the 80s) he has something he's wanted to tell her 'for a long time'...how long have they known each other? I assumed they met in college, since jack always calls vlad his college buddy/roommate, so jack and vlad for sure met in college, but did vlad know maddie longer? thats surprising if so. Tho we don’t know what year of college they’re in so they could mean they met as freshmen and a few years have past…speaking of maddie shes crushing the 80s look.

-vlad blames jack, but. maybe dont stick your face 2 inches from the portal??! THIS FEELS LIKE LAB SAFETY BASICS. IF SOMETHING HAS POTENTIAL TO BE DANGEROUS, DONT GET NEAR IT. WITH YOUR FACE UNPROTECTED IN ANY WAY. (altho jack didnt really give a Big Warning besides screaming BONZAI. so. also that, but cmon.) also, they need gloves, goggles, and to pull all of their hair back tbh. but fuck lab safety, I guess!

-cryyyyinnng at how lazy they were with jack's ghost form design, its just plasmius' design on jack!!! you couldve given him his own design!!

-there. I did that in about 10 minutes and its somehow less lazy than what made it into the show. embarrassing! better yet, I think the episode would've been better if maddie would've gotten the ectoacne. or maybe its just me, wanting to see her design! anyway. I'm sure people have already done redesigns of them both as halfas. I have to go look after I finish this watch through. Also mildly frustrated jacks resentment and bitterness is basically also a copy paste of vlads backstory. They’re different characters, I really don’t think jack would stew in bitterness and jealousy the same way vlad would!! I also don’t think he’d give up after one time of trying to hunt ghosts and getting laughed at. Our canon timeline says different…I dunno, I get it was for laughs, but I’m annoyed because the POTENTIAL this plot has…

-did vlad really wear a stupid cheese hat to his wedding. ok actually that kinda rules. and the cheese door knocker. the dairy-only buffet table. vlad still got rich, just on being the New Dairy King. (Assuming that means he owns a lot of dairy businesses?) ok! this actually is great. hope maddie isn't lactose intolerant!

-'no matter how hard I tried, I could never get rid of my ghost half, the half I knew Maddie could never accept' ohh, ouch, what a horrible thing to say to her HALF GHOST SON. 'YOUR MOM WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOU' BASICALLY.

-maddie strapping danny to the table with a lazer pointed at him in a secret lab she keeps from vlad that she makes a point of saying is sound proof so he can scream all he wants...CHRIST. DANNYS POOR PYSCHE.

-also, not to feel bad for alternate vlad (because, he did lie to maddie saying jack blames her and never wants to see her again...) but. being married to a woman 20+ years and she immediately goes back to jack? if she didnt love vlad and feels like she had to hide shit from him, and says she wasted her best years with him, WHY MARRY HIM. it feels like leading him on!!! cannot believe im feeling bad for vlad, but. this alternate timeline vlad is significantly Less Horrible than Our Vlad. did she not think she'd get funding for her ghost stuff? (which, fair assumption since they're considered 'ghost fanatics/nuts in canon...but...) why did she think jack or vlad would be her ONLY OPTIONS? be like your sister. be single. Actually, this au could’ve been really interesting if after the accident, vlad lied to her and said jack never wanted to see her again, but she stays single. Imagine how much that would bug vlad… like, in her mind, it was never a competition it was jack or no one type situation…

-danny being like 'leave him ALONE' this jack is a HOMEWRECKER, DANNY. let them go to court and settle this at the least. ...or just throw vlad into the portal. (100% human, defenseless vlad) CHRIST, MADDIE THATS BRUTAL. THATS MURDER.

-danny seeing his mom immediately accepting him and his dad being half ghosts in this universe, if I was him this would be a great sign that his universe's maddie would also.

-*maddie voice* "clockwork will help!" *2 seconds later, with clockwork* "I will Not Help." TOUGH LOVE KING. YES LET DANNY SEE THE SODA HIMSELF AND DEVOLP BETTER OBSERVATION SKILLS.

-when clockwork ""reset time to the way it was"" just before danny "meddled"" ...did he really erase a whole alternate timeline? ...damn. because maddie and danny both called it an alternate timeline by name, it splitting when the college incident went different, so it wouldnt have really mattered if he reset it, right. like because danny's timeline is on a different stream? why didnt clockwork just. show danny a replay and not Reset That Timeline. wh...I wonder how many people that Erased From Existence. Anyway! once again stating clockwork is casually terrifying!

[ziracona]

On a scale of one to ten (one is your screwed and ten is your gonna destroy them) how would you do in a fight against the dead by daylight killers. First rules though. 1. No prep for either side (suck it Danny) 2. No guns! Only weapons found around your house. 3. It's to the death one being leaves an that's it. 4. No help from friends or pets. 5. Whether legion is four teens or just one combined is up to you.

Uhh, this depends drastically on if you mean I one v one every one of them, or if I’m trying to fight a mob. Because if it’s me vs all of them, I’d just die. Like I’m sure I’d have decent odds of killing at least one, maybe two, and taking them with me. But I’m not John Wick—I cant 1v23 a bunch of armed people with some degree of experience with their weapons given no prep time, allies, or special weapons to save me. I like basically anyone else die sadly to the mob.

If this is one v one though, bc it’d be hard to get them all to work together anyway, and that’s the only way like anyone stands a chance?

Evan: I give me 50-50 odds. He’s way bigger than me and his weapon has a longer reach than any known, even the swords. I’m pretty good at thinking on my feet though. I feel like I have about a 50% chance of living or dying (I’m getting gravely injured regardless), but if I die, I am taking him with me, 80% chance. I was not always proficient at winning fights, but I was very good at not losing them. I’ve been known for taking a sword to get a kill hit at cons a lot. I give me a 6 at simultaneous KO or victory.

Philip I refuse to kill. Even if he was trying to kill me. I would defend myself though. Much bigger threat than Evan to me because I /don’t/ want to hurt him at all, which puts me at disadvantage and liable to freeze up or make mistakes even trying to deal nonlethal damage, he’s bigger and taller than me so height and weight advantage, and I don’t have long enough weapons to help me overcome that, plus on top of that, he’s a tactical fighter, which is what I am. And I think it’s harder to beat someone at your and their own game than just to beat another style most of the time. I mean skill is skill in any area, but I’d take a really strong tank in a fight rather than a planner any day of the week. I think he’s smart, probably smarter than me under pressure, definitely more experienced, and would kick my ass tactically if his heart was in it. If it wasn’t though, I’d have a chance to catch him off guard. I think Vs Philip I get one chance to use a tricky move, and if I mess that up, I die. If I do it right, maybe I can knock him out. It’s a one shot long shot at disadvantage. I give me a 4 if his heart isn’t in it, 3 if it is.

Hillbilly has a chainsaw and hammer, but those are both unwieldy and slow weapons. I’m faster than him, and I’m willing to get hurt. Also he’s killed a lot, but he’s not a /fighter/, which gives me an edge. Being tactical works really well vs someone whose edge is brute force. And he doesn’t have as massive a height or strength advantage. I also have tricks and home court advantage. So long as I don’t fuck up, I give myself an 8.5.

Sally isn’t that scary. I would try to incapacitate her. I feel I could easily take her as a ghost or a person. I have good ghost fighting supplies, salt, chalk, talismans, knowledge. I’m prepared for this. I think I’m coming in for this one at a solid 10.

Michael Myers would kill me. I mean, he’s got like X-Man semi invincibility, good skills, and I don’t really want to kill him. I’d try to talk him down while defending myself. I’d probably fail, but I’d try. Best case scenario I get him to hesitate, but also I’m being generous and giving me a 12% chance of that. Realistically, best case is I pull out a rug, trip him, and temporarily escape. A fight in an enclosed space, most likely outcome is I try and fail to talk him down, and I die. I feel very sure I cannot take him in a fight unless Ishtar herself blesses me with god like abilities. I’m probably dead. At least it would be quick. I give me a 1.6.

Lisa is tiny and not that strong. I could easily break her little glass bones. I’m taller and stronger than her, and she had worse weapons than me. I would try not to kill her though—just incapacitate. I feel I could do this while sustaining only minor wounds. Not to give you a look beyond weird ghost shit into my personal arsenal, but I definitely have supplies for that. I give me a 10.

Herman is tall and strong but he’s not a fighter. He’s a scientist. I’ve been shocked before, and I know what to expect from him. He’s getting blasted by a power washer at range until his weird face apparatus comes off and he’s down and out. I have more precise weapons than him and can easily neutralize his abilities and turn them against him. Also have rubber to wear. He’s big though, so for that alone I give me a 9.6 in case I mess up.

Anna would destroy me. She’s good at ranged weapons, I am not. I would try to look as young as possible and convince her in my very bad but slowly improving baby Russian to please have mercy on me. We’re back to the Michael scenario where I know I have no chance of normal survival and would have to try and talk my way out. My odds are higher here though. I’m pretty cute and I know a little Russian. I give me a 4. But the 4 is not me winning it’s my odds of surviving through begging for my life. She’d kick my ass in a fight.

Bubba isn’t that good at fighting and has a big and cumbersome, if scary, weapon. I feel I could easily use terrain, weapons, and strategy to my advantage and kill him, unless I’m in a place with no terrain or furniture. In which case it’d be a lot worse for me. If I was not, though, I give me a solid 9.6 at owning that fight. I have a good throwing arm and plenty of stuff that can blind a foe, and a lot of weapons. A lot of weapons.

Freddy. Okay this is hard. I know how to kill him about as well as anyone does? So comparatively my odds are good? But. Also he’s a demon and a bit of a heavyweight in this arena. Sadly. If we’re in-realm rules, I have a /very/ good chance of kicking his ass. Give me a 10 to win, although I might not survive either. Probably would. If he’s like /film/ loadout? I give me more like a 6. It would be a battle, but I have a lot of knowledge and determination. Also I’m taller than him and bigger and could break his arms.

Amanda. Easy fam, that’s a 10. No, 11. Injured recently drugged Eric Matthews almost kicked her ass while toting a smashed foot. She’s like, 5 foot 1 and 30 pounds underweight. It’s not gonna be hard at all.

Kenneth I give me a 10 too. Easy fam. Even if he gets realm rules where he’s not tripping balls on his own drugs, I know what he’s got. I’ve got better weapons, I’m young, fast, strong, and smarter. I hold my breath, and run him through. Quick jabs from a dagger, take him down. Use my agility. He was never a fighter anyway—he used drugs to prey on people who couldn’t fight back. You know what? Give me another 11.

Rin? Uhhhh, I know as much as about anyone how to deal with her, but my odds of succeeding /before/ she killed me are...not great. And if we fought, there’s no way I have the ability to kill an Onryo. I put using my supernatural beings knowledge to hold her back long enough to stop her in the realm of improbably, but potentially doable, and give myself a 2.7. This is not to kill her though. Just to make her stop killing me. I have no way near the power or spiritual knowledge needed to kill something like that.

Legion I’d not really want to kill. They’re all teenagers or baby 20 year olds. I don’t want to wail fatally on kids, even ones who suck. That said, I think I could take them in a fight. If it was four and I got to fight them one at a time, easiest, four in one body back to back is medium, four at once is hard. First two options I could potentially fight to not kill. Third option only choice would be do everything I can to even /maybe/ have a shot. I have less experience stabbing people, but I’m more ready to take pain, and more motivated, so I give myself a 6, 5, and 3.5 to those scenarios respectively. I would be badly wounded regardless.

Adiris I don’t have healthy enough fear of dying of bubonic plague, and that would give me an edge. I think I have a good sword and shield combo to deal with the mace. She’s tall, but I have her beat in strength and stamina as well as agility bc she’s emaciated and dying. I would not want to kill her though. Might try to talk to her in my fucked Akkadian. Try to incapacitate if that failed. I give me a solid 8 if she’s treating this like a 9 to 5 or distracted by me, give me a 4 if she wants me /dead/. Either way, I probably have to run to the CDC and pray I survive scarred after.

Danny is just some sneaky dick with a knife. He doesn’t even know how to get stabbed. Slightly harder than a few other knife fighters bc he wears so much damn leather, but the eyes and mouth of that mask are vulnerable, and I feel sure I can drive a knife into them before sustaining any kind of fatal wound. He doesn’t have much edge on me in any area, I have him well beat in conviction, and I’m smarter than him by quite a bit. I give me a 9.

Uhhh, Demo isn’t that hard, and I love fire. Probably gonna get a little hurt, but I’m not worried about this one. Easy 10.

Kazan is interesting. He has me beat in size and strength, but his weapon is unwieldy and slow. I have quick weapons and am more agile, and I’m ready to fight dirty to save myself. 7 probably. It’s a luck thing. I have the edge, but if he really lands a hit on me even once, it’s all over. So. Not the /best/ of odds. Maybe a 6.8, actually.

You said no guns but I assume Caleb still gets his. He only gets one shot before being vulnerable though, and he’s much older than me. I’m faster and more agile, and stronger. He’s got really good endurance too though so I don’t have the edge there. It’s gonna be kind of a game of chicken to see who blinks. If he misses his one shot, I win. If he gets the shot, he wins. However, I think my odds of baiting the shot and getting my opening are decent. I give me a solid 7 here.

I still don’t even know which Pyramid Head he /is/. Why does any version exist here and want to kill me, can he smell, can I use that, can electricity hurt him, can he use my guilt against me? There are so many unknowns for both of us, I give us both a 5.

Talbot is an easy 10 unless he gets the jump on you. But you said no planning, so no surprise attacks, so I give me a 10. His body is literally falling apart, and all the blight serum in the world can’t save him from me forever. I have a bunch of tools at my disposal, and he’s fast, but he’s not accurate. Edge, me.

Victor and Charlotte. Interesting one here. Don’t want to kill them either, but I would to save myself I guess if I couldn’t stop them. Not scared of Victor. I bite too, and I go for the throat. Charlotte is more of a problem. Finally it’s a tall killer with a short range weapon though, so edge: me, in weapons. I think I have decent odds of beating them, but I would not get out unscathed. Give me a 7.5.

Jo-Woon. Depends wildly. He throws tiny knives that do too little damage. If he takes me seriously as a threat and tries to go for the throat before I can get close, edge: him, and I’m in for a really rough fight even with a shield. If he wants to fuck around with me though, I’ll win. Because I am prepared to suffer immensely to get a kill shot. If he was smart, I’d give the fight a 6, but I feel extremely confident he’d be cocky, so I give me a 9 to survive, a 10 to at worst get a simultaneous K.O.

[kotalefanzu]

Pitch Pearl  ATUS AU- Part 2

so where we last left off, danny has been experiencing some weird stuff. it all comes to a point when he finds a DP symbol drawn onto his fogged-up mirror.

at this point, danny has to come to terms with what this all means. he has told nobody about his experiences in the ghost zone, let alone explain the significance of the cursed symbol, made by phantom as a way to ‘tease’ him about their unity and relationship. the royal insignia is a crown lit aflame with green fire. nobody in the human realm should know about DP. the only logical and possible answer is phantom is back.

he starts panicking

but days go by, then a few weeks and no ghosts have shown up. none at all.

sometimes he finds little trinkets on his desk or under his pillow or other little places where he would notice them. he’d get a few nightmares here and there as well. nothing big though. he can almost pretend like it isn’t happening, like phantom isn’t here at all.

but then at lunch, the lights flicker off and a glowing green fog slowly rolls in from the walls. the students watch in quiet horror as is solidifies into a misty DP symbol. danny throat closes up and he is paralyzed. a haunting whisper carried into everyone’s ears.

“The Tale of the Ghost King”

they sit blankly as the voice tells a story, the fog twisting and condensing into vague shapes like a storybook. 

the king used to be a small ghost, it says, a small ghost that just wanted the best for his people. he freed them from the tyranny of the old king and promised them that no longer would they ever have to be treated like the lowest class. he uplifted them higher than they could imagine. it tells about the king finding a new realm, a new place to explore, and how cruel the people who lived there were, treating them like monsters and beasts. the king decided to find an ambassador to show the humans the ghosts’ true kindness. to show the humans just how stupid and foolish they are. the king slowly realized that as long as the desire to return home persisted, the human would never see the truth, and with a heavy heart concluded for the sake of education, people needed to die. the human was too blind and naive to appreciate his people’s sacrifice and tossed the poor king’s hospitality and love in his face, sealing the gateway so that they could never meet again. it was so silly to think the king would never find another way. they have a new entrance now. this time, the king’s dear gullible human would never escape.

as the mist fades and whispers and gasps break out around the cafeteria, people slowly putting together the story that danny never told, danny shakes with fear and anger at the patronizing and misleading way his fears were brought to light. he wants to scream and cry and hide away and as people begin asking for answers from him, he taps into a power he never wanted to feel again and vanishes.

he isn’t seen for weeks on end, held up in his room and only leaving when the coast is clear. the other fentons stop trying to catch him out of his room because he knows when they are there and they rather make sure he stays alive and doesn’t starve himself. sam and tucker make sure to keep him informed about the school by leaving his homework and copied notes at the door and setting down by it, just gossiping. they don’t know if he is listening or not but the homework and notes are always gone when they come back the next day so they have hope.

danny focuses on trying to locate the portal by meditating and practicing his magic again. his back up plan to escape amity and leave town if he gets short on time. the ghosts can’t drift too far from the portal. he will be safe if he leaves, but it would be better if he doesn’t have to. 

the trinkets and gifts continue showing up and danny stores them out of sight so he doesn’t have to look at him. each one gets progressively more and more sentimental and personal until one day as he is making his bed, he catches sight of a glinting object he never wanted to see again.

the circlet.

bile rises to his throat and he rushes out to the bathroom, emptying his guts into the toilet. the sound alerts jazz, who peeks in and finds him sobbing over the toilet seat. she kneels downn by him, gently rubbbing his back. glancing over she spies their parent watching in concern from the doorway. their mom gets him water and their dad gets him some fudge to help clean the taste out. when danny comes back to reality he looks at them and starts crying all over again, basking in the comfort of his family. they expect him to lock himself away again when he has calmed down, but instead he site there for a second before telling them they need to talk.

in the living room, danny explains in with as much detail he can handle about what happened when he was taken away into the ghost zone. he tries to communicate how he didn’t like it and he really didn’t want to do any of it, like they would shun him if he didn’t. he confesses to the powers and promsises that he is still human and he isn’t a ghost. finally he opens up about what’s happening now and what he needs to do if they want to avoid the apocalypse. he tells them that if he cant find the portal, he will need to flee and hope that phantom doesn’t change targets.

they listen quietly and reassuringly up until that moment before completely vetoing that idea. danny is not leaving. this is his home and nobody is going to take that away from him. they tell him that its best if he starts opening up more about what he knows so they can actually help him. danny is hesistant, but agrees. 

the day he returns to school, an assembly is held for him to explain the events of the infamous lunch period and what it all meant. students listen in fear and rage as he talks. by the end some are terrified that they will die, some are yelling to sacrifice danny for the protectionn of the town, and some are standing their ground and demanding war. danny barely manages to calm them down again, promising that everything can ba avoided as long as they just find out where the new portal is and close it down.

going back to vladdy bo baddy, he finally comes back to town and has  managed to power himself up. he is ready to go flirt with maddie and kill jack, however, when he goes to visit them, he senses a lot of ectoenergy radaiting from the house, more than he would expect without the presence of the portal. vlad is very clueless about the current events and doesn’t really even know much about what went down freshman year. he uses this visit as a way to learn a bit more about the current affairs and greets the family, complimenting maddie, giving a backhanded compliment to jack, kissing up to jazz, and-

he freezes when he looks at danny because there is a lot of ecto energy raidaiting off of him and it but scares him a small bit and excites him. potentially another half, he thinks. after a few hours of small talk, he excuses himself as its getting late and invites them over 

maddie is hesistant and tries to find an excuse not to go when danny happily accepts vlads proposal. she reads in between the lines and takes danny’s lead on this. if he thinks going to vlad’s mansion will be beneficial, then its best to trust him.

a few days later, they welcome themselves at vlad’s house and danny tries sensing for the portal. after locating the rift he excuses himself to go use the bathroom and starts trying to track it down. his senses say its behind a wall, but he can’t find the door. he starts messing around with some of the books of bookself that seemed peculiar before quiet footsteps catch his attention. turns out its just a cat.

the cat meows at him and guides him over a bit before pawing at him to pick it up. once lifted, it swipes ato some of the books causing some to fall but one stops mid tilt and a door opens to a hidden lab.

in it, is the portal. danny immediately starts preparing the concentration needed to seal it up. the last time he did it, it was instinctual and he didn’t have a clear grasp on what exactly he did. he needs to fiddle around a bit before he can do it. unfortunately, hologram maddie senses someone in the lab and scans them, sending an alert to vlad about an intruder. vlad rushes off to fight them off half expecting it to be another weak ghost crawling through, but instead sees danny concentrating on destroying the portal. he yells at him, causing danny to fire prematurely and only somewhat seal the portal, but vlad launches into combat before he can continue building up strenght.

vlad goes on a tirade about how clueless he mist be about himself and how halfas work if he thought that was a good idea and explains the importance of having a portal fueling you as a halfa while attacking and shooing away danny who is hellbent on destroying the portal. midway through he transforms when he notices danny isn’t catching onto what he is talking about and when danny still shows confusion, balks. the misunderstanding allows danny a slight moment to build up more energy while engaging vlad in a standstill about what he is and how danny is different. he doesn’t expand to much on it, just clarifying that he indeed is a live and not a halfa or whatever it is. vlad notices danny is about to fire again at the portal and redirect at the last second, restarting the fighting again. thoughout the fight he continues trying to convince danny that he is mostly likely dead and he should be able to transform but none of what he is saying is getting through to danny and its getting frustrating at this point. 

the turning point hits when the fenton’s stumble into the lab after hunting down the two missing people across the entire mansion. their arrival, mainly maddie’s, throws off vlad long enough for danny to finally seal up the portal and for the fentons to rip vlad a new for the complete indangerment he brought upon them. luckily the portal is sealed and they are safe now.

everything is quiet for about a month.

one peaceful month of no paranoia, no nightmares, not trinkets.

then danny has a dream, more like a nightmare, about waking up in a too large bed, cold and the sickeningly familiar weight of the circlet on his head. the room is the one that haunted his nightmares for the rest of freshman year and the first few weeks of sophmore. he slowly pulls off the covers, he is dressed in too fancy night garb that he never wanted to wear, and tip toes over to the mirror hanging over the dresser. 

his skin is sickly pale and his eyes are glowing a bright icy blue. the circlet is there, heavy and silver with sparkling emerald gems and its so cold andhe jsut stares at himself in the mirror, unfamiliar yet familiar and so very afraid.

he is so out off it he doesn’t notice another figure creeping up behind him until cold, tight arms lock him into place. there is a low amused chuckle and the figure leans up to his ear and whispers the name he tried so hard to forget.

“Starlight~”

“Did you really think that was the end? That I wouldn’t have anticipated you were going to seal up the new portal? You are still so silly.”

danny freezes and tries to question him btu no sound will come out. he can’t talk.

“You know, at first there weren’t any more portals. I was determined after the new rift formed to rush through and drag you back before finishing where I left off. However, unlike you, I think ahead. I decided to take my time with it. To guarantee no repeats. You were planning to run away to where I couldn’t reach you if I dared take a step too far and that was out of the question. What would I have done without you, Starlight? DId you ever take a moment to think about me.”

nails dug into his skin and his voice hitched.

“Luckily I thought about you. One of us has to put in effort into this relationship. I came up with something genius. I asked myself, why not tear more rifts? Once a cut was made, it was easy to make more from it. Why not fill you entire realm up with them, so that any place could be accessed with just a hint of energy? It took me so long, I was almost ready to stop halfway, but I have so much patience when it comes to you. Now I’m finished and there is not place on your stupid little earth that I can’t find you.”

danny’s blood froze from the cold and the fear. phantom only laughed and tightened his grip before pushing away. as consciousness slowly faded in, he heard slight whispers of phantoms last words.

“I’ll see you soon Starlight. You’ll come running back into my arms soon enough.”

he woke up in a cold sweat, jazz standing above him with a grim look.

“Sam and Tucker have gone missing.

[dear-arin-hanson]

Day 3: "You know what? Fuck Santa!" // EgoBang

You know what, Fuck Santa!" Mr and Mrs. Hanson were going to be working late on the ranch and little 8 year old Arin couldn't be left alone and would too fussy to stay very long with the horses. His mom left the stables long enough to pick him up from school and take him to the Avidan household. His mom asked where he wanted to go while mommy and daddy worked, she said he could pick any friend from school to ask to go play with, but each time it was Danny. "Are you sure?" She'd ask with an amused smile. "Dan's house! Dan's house! Dan's house!" He'd chant and kick his feet in his booster seat as she looked at him through her rearview mirror with a smile. It was so cute. When they get there he is running to the door as soon as he is told he allowed to get out of the car. He rings the bell a few times then waits, hopping from one foot to the other. Danny's Mom answers the door, smiling down at Arin, giving him a hug as they greeted each other. "Arin, darling, hello!" "Sorry this one is so last minute. Daniel didn't have any plans did he?" Arin's mother asks as she hands off a care bag for Arin to her. "Maurette, you know we love having Arin over, and Danny really gets a kick out of him. Is something wrong though? If you don't mind me asking why the last minute?" Arin impatiently watches them talk, his mom having his hand still as they talked excitedly about the horse due to give birth and the new baby that was going to be on the ranch. They were invited to come see of course. "Danny!" He finally yells out for his friend, hoping if he came out to get him he wouldn't have to sit and listen to adults talk any longer. They stopped for a moment to look down at the shout. Then a moment later, running to the call for help in the form of his name, was Danny. "Arin!" He pushes up his glasses before diving between their mothers to Arin. He picks him up and suddenly the 8 year old has a six foot point of view as Danny held him on his hip. "What's up buddy!? You excited to hang out tonight?" "And actually be sleeping at bed time this time?" Dan's mom reminds him. Danny grins nervously and chuckles a bit. "I wanted him to see the end of the game Debbie, you can't just stop when you're on a roll in the middle of kings quest!" Danny tries to defend himself, blushing a bit as he looks to Mrs. Hanson to make sure she wasn't mad about it. "You really have fun. Don't you two?" She asks letting him know he's off the hook for it. He was too good of a babysitter and influence on her son to be mad about something so small. "Yup!" Arin replied as Danny puts him up on his shoulders, holding both his hands to keep him up and steady. "Sure do Mrs. Hanson, this is my best friend right here." He says and holds a hand out to get a high five from the tike sat on him. "Can we come see the horse tomorrow when she's born?" He asks and Arin smiles ear to ear now listening to them talk. Because now Danny was here and it wasn't listening to adults talk, it was mixed company of adult and kids. The 8 years between them couldn't matter less to him. "... I don't know, I just feel like it's going to be a beautiful little girl, and I'm really hoping you'll let me call her Daphne if it is so I'm being hopeful." "We'll talk about it." She chuckles before saying her partings, kissing her son, and heading back home. Danny takes Arin inside and they say hi to his father and sister and Arin says hi to his dogs while Danny tells his mom what his plan was for the night and why Arin was here instead of Danny staying at the Hanson's house. "I know how to use the buses from here, it's harder from their place. It's out of the way." Which was a good enough answer. She was proud of her son that he didn't just try to get away with doing the least amount of work when he babysat but planned fun things to do. He received the money Mrs. Hanson gave to her for him, then he put on his warm jacket and hat, bundling Arin up too. He made sure he had some snacks and drinks in a backpack before they headed out. Arin had to hold his hand when they walked down the street but he didn't mind. All the walk, wait, and bus ride to the mall Arin told Danny about his day at school. The kid was funny and had solid opinions for a baby so Danny never had a problem being an audience to him. "Hey, you're 16 aren't you?" Arin remembers from when his mom had him read and sign a birthday car he gave Danny a few months ago. "Yeah I am." Danny is interested in where this is going right away because kids have no concept of age. "So why aren't you driving?" "Why would I be driving the bus?" "No!" He laughs at this silly idea and Danny smiles, feeling accomplished that he has the kid laughing. "I mean in your car?" "Oh? Oh! You mean cause I'm 16 I should have my licence, like on TV, right?" He asks and receives a nod. "Well I have my permit, so I'm close, I know how to drive but only when my mom is with me and you wouldn't be able to be in the car. The law says dependents only." "But I'm your best friend." "You sure are,buddy! But the law says not until I've been driving a year unless you were my brother I think… I'm not sure actually." "We could just tell them I'm your brother than." "Oh but that be lying to the cops. Which not only can get you in more trouble but will definitely put you on the naughty list." "No! No no let's not do that then." "You know? That's a good idea Arin. I'm glad I listened to you. Taking the bus? Good call." Arin beams with pride even though he was just doing as Danny said, but he made the kid feel smart and important. They got to the mall and Danny spends a bit of his own money to get Arin one of those things he can ride on for a while. It was shaped like a dinosaur and Danny told Arin all about the mistakes in the anatomy and how this one shouldn't look so mean because they only ate plants. Arin often came home from babysitting knowing something new about dinosaurs. It was important to Danny that Arin recognizes the impossible standards media puts on stegosaurus. They look at video games and toys while he motors around and have to hurry to make it back to the rental drop off or get charged for another half hour, which looked like a gangly teen had stolen a dinosaur with wheels from a child who chased him down. "That was a close one!" Danny says sighing deeply and trying to catch his breath. Arin is panting and he wipes his brow to express his relief. "Pheeww! We sure do-" He tries to go on but he is still trying to catch his breath. Danny cant help but chuckle at how even while probably having a baby heart attack he was trying to entertain him. He carried him on his back for a while as he makes his way to the line to see Santa. He thought it would be cute to be able to give his mom a picture of them with Santa, even if she wanted to take him again some time later in the season. Danny didn't really do the whole Santa thing, but he respected how excited it seemed to make Arin. "So what are you gonna ask him for?" Danny asks to entertain them both while they waited. "I don't know… I can ask him for a better dinosaur for you." He says smiling up him. Danny is melting. "No no! Don't waste your Santa wish on me!" "Okay, I'll keep thinking." "Yeah, you do that Big Cat." Danny chuckled and looked around the area. He looked down seeing he stepped on a crack so when he moved forward again his next foot stepped on the crack too. He watched Ari. Copy this behavior and tried to hold back giggles, pushing up his glasses up as he looked over to the mall Santa. He didn't seem so jolly. Danny was instantly worried, but then he saw the flask and a strange interaction between him and the next kid after he got back from his break. It was kurt, and rude, and when he looked down at Arin it broke his heart to think he would be let down like that. "Hey Arin you know what? Fuck Santa!" He says then covers his mouth. Arin looks at him with shock and a smile. "Ooooh! You said the F!!" "Hey, it's just a word right?" Arjn pondered that one as he took Danny's hand that was offered to him. "Let's go do something better." "But how will Satnta know what what I want?" Arin asks looking over his shoulder as he is lead away. "He'll get your letter won't he?" He asks and picks Arin up so that he can hold eye contact with him and keep him from looking at the nasty Santa. "You should celebrate Hanukkah with me anyways! 8 nights of presents!" "Eight!?" "Yeah!" "I wanna do that!" Arin's hands excitedly drummed on Danny's shoulder. Making him grin and laugh. "Perfect! I'll get you a yamaka and a dreidel." He says and bundles them both up before going back out to the bus to get on and go home.

[gamegrumpiess]

Don't Forget About Me PART ONE?

Its been a fucken minute. I've been working a lot really. Trying to get my place together since I moved and what not. I have free time again! So here you go. Also! If you want me to continue this, let me know!

Dan x Reader

Warnings? Might be a bit sad, but nothing worth crying over.

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(y/m/n) - your mom's name

(y/l/n) - your last name

(h/t)- home town

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~1992~

Young Danny's POV

"Dan! Dinners ready!" My mom yells from downstairs. "I'll be right there!" I pause my game and make my way down. It's been freezing in my room lately, New Jersey winter really taking a toll on our house. The heater isn't installed yet, though I wish it was. I only have so many blankets.

"Dana, Leigh, there's new neighbors across the street. They've been here for about a week, I met the woman and her fiance last night, but her kids weren't home. I think it'd be a good idea to welcome them all. After dinner we'll all go down together. Is that a good idea?" My mom and dad have always been really nice like that. I feel wave of anxiety rush over me, it's not that I don't want to meet them, I just feel weird going to their house just to introduce ourselves. Dana nods her head and goes back to eating her soup, so content with her life. I'm not looking forward to this...

After we all finish eating, my mother tells us to get ready and look decent for the neighbors. What would 'decent' be? A regular shirt with jeans? I'll be in my jacket so I guess it really doesn't matter. After I get myself together, I walk downstairs to see Mom and Dad waiting for me and Dana. "Alright, let's go guys!" Dana comes out of her room dressed and ready as well. "I'm ready!" She yells with her childish voice. At least she's excited, because I'm not.

*ding ding dong ding*

A woman opens the door with a smile. "Oh, hello Debbie! What brings you here?" My mom smiles back at the woman, "I thought we could all come welcome you to the neighborhood!" The woman looks shocked a bit before she opens the door wide and invited us all in. "So this is my husband, call him Avi, my daughter Dana, and my son Leigh. He likes to be called Daniel, though." The woman smiles and shakes my dad's hand and mine. Dana has gotten a little bit shy, so the woman kneels down to her height. "Hi Dana, I'm (y/m/n). I work with kids your age all the time! You know, we have a pet turtle, his name is Cheesy. Would you like to meet him?" Dana's eyes light up at what (y/m/n) said. She nods her head frantically as the woman points to a glass talk with rocks and a little bit of water. "He's right there. Go ahead and talk to him!" As Dana runs to look at, what I assume is Cheesy, the woman turns back to us. "My fiance is at work right now. But my daughter and son are here. Y/N!" (Y/m/n) yells upstairs. "I'm coming!!" A little voice yells back. A girl came downstairs into view. She looks my age, but I haven't seen her at school, is she new? "This is my daughter, y/n. My younger son, Jacob is taking a nap in his room. Shes been working on her room all day." My mom smiles at y/n, "hey y/n! How old are you? Do you go to school here yet?" Y/n looks down, clearly a little shy. "I'm 12 years old... I don't go to school yet here, I'm new, I kind of don't want to." She states truthfully. She's only a year younger than me, but she seems very mature for a 12 year old. Then again, I'm kind of mature for a 13 year old.

As time goes on, y/n and her mom start breaking out of their she'll a little bit. Ms (y/l/n) says they just moved here from (h/t), she left her husband a while back and met a man who lived here. So I guess the man who lives here now isn't y/n's and Jacob's actual dad. Something about that is really sad to me, I have both of my parents. I can't really imagine what it's like to only have one in your life. "Is y/n going to go to the same school as Leigh?" I knew that question would come up. And turns out, yes she will. I'm not really complaining. At least she'll have one person she knows. I'm not entirely popular at all, but at least she won't be alone. Y/n looks at me and smiles. She really does have a sweet smile.

~later that night~

"Debbie, she's out there again! Poor kid, I hope she's okay." My dad calls out to my mom. "She's out there almost every night. Do you think she's okay?" I get curious and look at the time. 10:18 pm. Who would be out this late? Sure, it's a Saturday, but it's so cold outside this time. It's probably going to snow soon. I walk out to my mom and dad to see what's going on. "Who's outside?" Mom points out the window and I look out to see a figure sitting in the empty driveway across the street. "Almost every night, y/n just sits on the cold driveway. Her mom works graveyard shifts a lot. I wouldn't doubt it if she's home alone, poor thing." My mom puts her hand over her heart and looks down, her motherly instincts kicking in. "Leigh, could you please go out there and see if she's okay? She's always out there for hours at a time." I comply to what my mom says, mostly because I don't want to disappoint her by saying no. Also, I'm a little curious as well as to why she's out in the cold so late.

Y/n POV

Space is so cool. I've loved the stars and planets since I was a baby. On the nights when my mom is working, Jacob stays with my stepdad at his place. He's only 5, I get it. At this point I'm used to being alone. It's not a bad thing. I like it. When I was younger my dad would always leave me by myself so he could work. I was old enough to take care of myself though, little 7 year old me. I would do this back then as well. Sit outside and look at the sky. Even on days when the sky would be covered by clouds, I'd still stare In wonder above.

I hear a door close across the street and a skinny boy huddled up in jackets walk out of it. I hope he's not coming here, I'm not good with boys one on one. They make me feel awkward. Plus, he's a good looking boy. That makes it way worse. "Y/n, right?" He's standing right above me. I smile slightly, "Yeah, that's right. Aren't you cold?" He's very skinny, probably doesn't have body heat of his own like me. Im on the thicker side of the wall when it comes to looks. I'll probably always will be, but that okay. "Yes I'm freezing. But I saw you out here and I thought I should ask if you're okay."

I look up at him, "I'm okay. I just like looking at the stars. I'd rather be out here looking at the sky than in a quiet house." I tell him truthfully. "Are you home alone?" I nod and smile. "Yea, my mom works at the children's hospital and my little brother is with my stepdad at his house. I dont go because my stepsisters don't really like me. Which is fine, I don't really like them either." He sits down by me, criss crossed and hands in his pockets. "Are you okay on your own, though? My mom is worried too." His mom? Why would she be worried about me? I guess I am out here a lot. "Tell your mom im fine, and thank you for worrying. I appreciate that." He looks back to his house and then to me again. "Do you want me to sit here with you for a bit?" I smile again, "Sure. Just don't get frostbite in my driveway." He laughs and I join in as well.

~1997~

Y/n POV

I've known Dan for almost 6 years now. Since that night he'd be sitting on my driveway with me any chance we could. He's grown up a lot, but so have I. I'm proud of him, really. He just graduated high school, the only thing is, he's leaving for college. I still have 12th grade left. It sucks, my best friend is leaving. In the 6 years I've known him, I've grown to have a massive crush on him. He's gotten a lot taller, his hair has grown more, he's just this tall silly nerd. I'm not one for cliche cheesiness... But I really do love him. The times hes had girlfriends, it's been pretty painful. There's been more than a few nights when I'm on the driveway alone, or I'd have to eat lunch with Joe and Dylan alone because he'd be out with his girlfriend at that time. I'd be in pain, but I would never let it get to me. If he's had other girlfriends, it's clear he doesn't like me like that. And that's fine, I'm okay with just being his friend. As long as he's in my life at all I'm okay.

But he's leaving.

Dan's POV

My last night here in New Jersey is tonight. The flight for Boston leaves tomorrow morning, early as hell too. I'd have to go to bed soon if I really want to catch it. My room looks so empty... All my memories of growing up are in this exact house. I went to go see Ms (y/l/n) earlier today and say goodbye before she went to work, even said bye to Jacob. Y/n wasn't there, (y/m/n) said she was at band practice. I told her not to worry, I'll probably see y/n tonight since I usually sit with her in her driveway at night. Luckily, it's not cold anymore. Summer weather keeping me cool enough to not wear shorts, though. I walk out and see y/n sitting where she usually sits. Except now with a cat in he shirt to keep the cat warm in the cool weather. She looks up at me and waves, and I can't help but smile a little and wave back before starting to walk over.

If I had a choice, I'd take her with me. She's my best friend, I don't want to leave her alone. Joe and Dylan are leaving as well, she'll be alone at school and she'd have no one to sit with at night in her driveway. 6 years spent with her, and I wouldn't want to change it for the world. She's a really good friend.

"Hey.." she says, careful not to wake the cat in her lap. "Hey, I'm leaving tomorrow morning.. I wanted to come say bye to the cat." I say jokingly. She rolls her eyes and nudges my leg as I sit beside her. "Shut up, Dan. I can't believe it, you're going to college." I can't help but agree. I shake out my hair a little bit. "Yup. I really want to be a musician, but my dad said hed pay for my college if I go into advertising. I really don't want to, but I cant pay for myself on my own." She pets the cat again and shrugs. "Soon enough, you will be a musician. You'll have thousands of fans, be on stage rocking out like you've always wanted. You'll have people recognize you in the street wanting a picture and an autograph. You'll be so successful, as long as you put your passion in it." I can't help but smile at her. That is my dream, always has been. "It's gonna be weird without you guys. Senior year... I have one more year before I leave too," she looks at the sky again. "It's kinda scary. I won't be a kid anymore. Growing up in general is scary." I grab her shoulder and look in her eyes. "Hey don't talk like that. You're gonna be a great voice actress like you've always wanted to be. You might even become a singer too. You have to put passion in it too. You'll be in all your favorite anime shows, and video games. You can do it too. Don't forget that." She looks down and nods. "I will. Hey promise me something though." I look at her and encourage her to go on. "Don't forget about me. I know you're gonna grow up and find all the success in the world, just don't forget about this time in your life. Our friendship, who you are. Don't forget, please." I give her a sad smile and lean in to hug her. "I could never forget about you. You're one of my best friends. Don't worry. I'll keep in touch as much as possible, I promise." She smiles and hugs back. I start to walk back to the house when I hear her call my name again, "Dan!......." I turn back to her and she looks down before looking back up to me. "Be safe out there." She stares at me and I nod. "You too, y/n.."

To be continued?~

[wickymicky]

i tried some other boygroups last night because i was really glad that i checked out bts to see for myself what they were really like, but idk, i feel like bts breaks the mold, ESPECIALLY with songs like idol, it doesnt even sound like kpop. i mean, of course it doesnt, it sounds like a south african dance track with elements of hiphop and shouts in the chorus from traditional korean storytelling. wild. nobody else did that. so yeah idk i only tried the first youtube result for 5 or 6 boygroups, just to get a feel for them, and like there werent any i felt were god-awful, but there werent any that really grabbed my attention either. idk, that’s true of a lot of girl groups i tried too, but at this point im so far down the girlgroup rabbithole that of course im gonna be encountering ones that didnt quite catch on. like, i took the first couple boygroups that i could think of and listened to those and wasn’t too impressed, whereas if i took the first couple girlgroups that came to mind i would be. i know because i was when i first heard them lol. like, comparing sf9, nct, exo, etc with red velvet, izone, even blackpink (for as much as i give it shit, kill this love took some real risks. in my personal opinion i dont think the risks paid off, but still)... and thats not even mentioning loona lol... idk, im not gonna like try to say boygroups are bad, it’s just that i find that girlgroup songs often are in a style that appeals to me a lot more. its not just that i like the members more or whatever lol, i’m bi lol it has nothing to do with attraction or whatever. even just based on absolute first impressions alone, girlgroups seem to vary more, even within their title tracks, which are usually the most formulaic (cause they have to appeal to the most people). as i said, bts in 2018-19 is something of an exception, they’ve kind of transcended kpop anyway, but if i compared one of their early songs, they’d fit the type of thing i’m talking about. 

boygroups seem like western boybands a lot of the time, theyre about seeming tough and/or sensitive, usually both at the same time. girlgroups are often about being cute and bubbly or being powerful and “bad-bitch” and stuff, but the way they achieve those aesthetics musically is more interesting to me than the boyband tough-and-sensitive musical aesthetic. a song like DKDK by Fromis 9 isnt as hard hitting as a song like Enough by SF9 (i only chose these two for the 9 lol), but its............. better............. catchier......... weirder.......... makes me happier.............. idk maybe im just not a fan of brooding lol, i like goofiness. even within music that goes hard as fuck, i dont like if its just brooding, i want you to be going WILD like CLC’s Hobgoblin does lol. I want the sound of the song to beat me up, even if I wasnt watching the video. and like in hiphop (which i think boygroups might trend more towards) i like when people are fuckin leaping around the stage or set, rapping their heads off. like BTS’s Idol, but also like the american rappers I listen to, like Jpegmafia and Danny Brown and shit. I know that’s a tall order to expect that kind of performance from kpop, but not because kpop cant do it, its just that they might avoid being too abrasive in their title tracks (maybe bsides would be like that?). but idk, some girlgroup title tracks are wild and kind of abrasive... so... 

and like, sure some girlgroups focus on looking cool or sexy or cute or whatever, but i often feel like there’s more to the aesthetic than that, though maybe that’s just the stuff i listen to. I haven’t found a major boygroup who makes videos like red velvet does lol... (except bts)

anyway this is a ramble

if you disagree and have examples please let me know! i want to be wrong about this! the six songs i checked out and wasnt impressed by were “enough” by sf9, “wakey wakey” by nct, “crown” by txt, “love shot” by exo, “spring breeze” by wanna one, and “say my name” by ateez. not to repeat myself too much but lemme pick six of the biggest girlgroups and list their first youtube result just to demonstrate the difference in style. “kill this love” by blackpink, “really bad boy” by red velvet, “butterfly” by loona, “violeta” by izone, “dalla dalla” by itzy, “bon bon chocolat” by everglow. i mean... like... idk all those songs are weird. rbb is actually one of red velvet’s less weird songs lol, but still. shrug. and those are just six recent 2019 ones. 

uh yeah but anyway if you know of some weird stuff or wanna lmk about another song from one of those boygroups that i’d like more, or you have something to say about those songs that i might not have picked up on, let me know! i like liking music more than i like disliking music, so i’d love to change my mind haha, i wanna like as much stuff as possible. 

edit: rbb wasnt 2019, my bad, but it was november 30th so still, all these songs have been within the last five months and theyre all more interesting to me than the bg songs i listed.