#i felt like it was time for a danno

[the-random-phan]

Background(s) heavily referenced from S1Ep6 "What You Want"

[cypherscript]

Pulling a favor

Been watching Hazbin Hotel, really enjoying it so far. Time to mix my obsessions together cause that's what we do here, ain't it?

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"Okay, I can get you the meeting but once you're in Heaven I wont be able to go with you. Will you be okay?"

Charlie takes Lucifer's hand into hers, "I'll be fine."

Lucifer places his other hand on hers, "That's my girl". He steps back, a look of pride on his face before sighing, "Good luck, kiddo." His magic flares from the ground, taking him away in a swirl of power before he steps out into a room full of his rubber ducks. Flopping down into a pile of ducks reveals a throne like chair that he slowly sinks into. "What should I do? Heaven's never going to listen to her... but maybe... YES! Where is it?" He begins digging through the multitude of ducks before pulling out a scroll with a note, 'One Favor-open when shit hits the fan'.

With a flourish he breaks the seal on the scroll, tossing it into the air as it bursts into an acid green flame and grows larger and larger until it's nearly 6ft tall, Lucifer lowers his head: not quite a bow but somewhat respectful, "King Pariah, I have a request, I have need of-"

"Uuuuh," a voice most definitely not King Pariah spoke, "I don't know who you are but Pariah's long gone."

Lucifer looks up to see the flames displacing a human boy sitting at a table eating food with his family. "Someone... Someone defeated the Infinite King?"

"Who is it sweetie? One of your ghost friends," The mother asks as the boy stands up, grasping the 'frame' of the green fire. "Isn't Pariah the ghost that stole our town?"

"Yeah mom, I'm not sure who this is so I'll just take this into another room."

"Alright Danno, I'll save you some meatloaf," the massive man who was obviously the boys father.

Lucifer's mind was going a million mile an hour, 'The Infinite King was defeated... The scroll opened to this human boy... This boy defeated Pariah Dark in single combat... HOW?! Human's are so squishy.'

The boy released the flame to float in front of him, "So why were you trying to contact king edgelord?"

"I am... sorry... but who are you?"

"Ah... so you're not a ghost," The boy asks, tilting his head before a ring of pure white light travels over his body transforming him; hair whiter than the holy light, eyes as green as the flame he spoke into, a cloak of stars that continued for what seemed forever over a black and white hazmat suit with a crown of aurora over his head. "My name is Phantom, Pariah tried to take what was mine and I had to put him back where he came from but I suppose you've already pieced that together..." Phantom gestures to introduce himself.

"Yes sir, I have, I am Lucifer of the Morningstar."

"The archangel?"

"Yes, that's... usually not the first guess people go with, I'm also the leader of Hell. I had used this scroll to ask a favor of the Infinite King. My daughter, Charlie, is going to Heaven to meet with the other angels about this plan she has to save the sinners from being slaughtered by the angel exterminators."

"Slaughtered? Aren't they already dead?"

"Normally yes but the angel's weapons can completely destroy the sinner's soul when they're exterminated."

Phantom stills from messing with his cloak, his face stony and shadowy as the lights in the room begin to flicker, "Their souls are destroyed?"

Lucifer feels something he's not felt in a long time creep up his spine, "Yes sir, I was hoping to ask for a favor to protect Charlie while she's up there. They can easily kill her, I'll happily agree to make a deal with you for it."

"No," Phantom says, cutting Lucifer off.

"Ah... I see, thank you for your time," Lucifer goes to cut off the flame video.

"I mean 'No' to the deal. I'll help you but not for a deal, I'd also like to have a word with these angels as well"

"Oh thank you, Phantom! Do I need to bring you here?"

"No need, one second," Phantom leans away from the flame, "Can you guys put my food up?! I've got some duties to take care of love you!"

"Can do, Danno!"

"Love you, sweetie!"

"Right, step away from the flame please." Lucifer does so and Phantom steps through flame with a ripple. Once he's through the flame poofs out of existence. "Nice place, love the... ducks?"

"Ah yes, they're a project of mine..."

"Well, I've seen weirder obsessions. Now what's this about destroying souls?"

"Right, let me explain while I set up the meeting with the angels for Charlie.

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Danny had never heard of such bullshit in his unlife and he worked with the observants for ancient's sake! He steps out of the portal provided by Lucifer, switching to his human form, to the so called Pearly Gates with some Suburbia Ken standing at a podium.

"Welcome to Heaven! May I please know your name?"

"Danny Fenton."

"Right let's see; Dan, Danielle, Ah yes, Daniel Fenton. Oh goodness, you've been dead for some time, why are you just now getting into Heaven?"

"Traffic?"

"..." The angel stands in silence then bursts into a smile, "Well regardless, welcome to heaven!" He throws open the gates and Danny steps inside, his nose twitching at the lack of anything. His eyes lock onto the tallest tower and makes his way to it, the elevator inside playing harps and lyres for elevator music. As he gets closer to his destination he can hear the angels and Charlie musically their debate.

"Ancients I hate Musical dimensions," He says as the elevator comes to a slowing stop. "Showtime," Danny smiles as his transformation takes place, the holy lights in the elevator dimming and flickering.

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Sera looks to Charlie, "I'm sorry, the court finds that the souls in Hell can not be redeemed."

Adam is all smiles at this point, "Ohhohoho YES! I win. Suck it! You better save the day c*&ts because we're coming to your hotel first."

"Are you now?" a male voice asks from behind him, grabbing his hand as he and crushing it in his grip.

"Ah fuck, my hand! Who the fuck are you," Adam screams as the courtroom fills with the inky void of space and Phantom fades into view.

Sera looks down on Phantom and then do his crown, "What are you doing here, Phantom? You have no right to be in this court!"

"No RIGHT?! Do you know what this bastard's doing?! I have every right to be here." Phantom tosses Adam easily to the ground. "You're destroying souls!!"

Adam gets up and summons a sword and swings at Phantom with it scream, "What's it to you freak-show?! Who cares what happens those piss bastard sinners?!"

"Sinners huh? Then why are you here?" Phantom turns frigid as a chain of ice appears on Adam's neck, the end in Phantom's hand. He yanks it tightly, pulling Adam to the floor. "Mister First Sinner. How could you get into heaven?"

The other angels in the court whispering, asking the same question.

"How are you doing that?!"

"None of your business. I was hoping Lucifer's daughter would be able to talk some sense into the lot of you but it seems there's just to many rotten apples up here. Let me fix that." Phantom steps onto Adam's back, grabbing his wings and ripping them off in a quick pull, filling the court with his screams. Lute tries to come to his aid but is slammed into the ground by the inky blackness.

"Phantom that is enough," Sera shouts down to him as she flashes down to the floor, "Why are you here? How did you know know this meeting was taking place?" Phantom glances at Charlie, still holding Vaggie, causing Sera to sigh, "Of course it was Lucifer..."

"I'll freely admit he asked me to be here to watch after here but it became so much more when I found out what this asshole's been doing."

"He did what he had to do, the demons were going to rebel and we had to protect our own souls. They need to be kept in line!"

"There is no their souls or your souls. You are disrupting the balance, if you kill the soul there's going to be issues with the mortal worlds and if the mortal world goes so do yours. You were so worried about the demons attacking you? You keep destroying souls and all you're going to have to worry about is me."

"Are you threatening Heaven, Infinite King?"

The wings in Phantoms hands turn to ice and shatter into billions of pieces, "I don't make threats, Sera, I make promises." Phantom treads over to Charlie and Vaggie, thrusting his hand out and portal much like a blackhole opens up, "Come along you two." They simply step through with him as the court of angels burst into a cacophony of angelic shouts of alarm and outrage.

[delulu-hours]

Big idiot

Paring: Steve McGarrett x Latina!Reader

Summary: You always knew that Steve was a reckless idiot. One that you couldn't help but adore; however, sometimes you don't know what to do when he tries to hid things from you.

A/N: This take place in season 1 episode 24. There is some mild use of Spanish. It's not much but I hope you guys enjoy it. Much love

"You, my friend," Danny's voice could be heard as the front door opened. "Are an idiot. " A smile pulled at my lips as I wiped my hands on a kitchen towel.

"This again?" Steve groaned, and I bit back a small laugh. "Danno, how many times have we gone through with this? My methods are efficient."

"Efficient?" Danny exclaimed. "Please, they are crazy. "

"You boys arguing again?" I left the kitchen and saw them standing close to the door. They both looked at me as I smiled at them, amused. "What happened this time?" I titled my head to the side and placed my hands on my hips.

"Y/N," Danny pointed at Steve, "A rational person who will agree with me." Steve ignored Danny's comment as he smiled at me. A twinkle in his blue-green eyes as he took three sizable strides, closing the gap between us.

"Hey there, beautiful." His hands found their way around my waist, and he pulled me close.

"Hola, handsome." I could hear a groan from Danny as I placed a quick kiss on Steve's cheek. "Now, why is Danny calling you crazy this time?"

"He's exaggerating." Steve pulled me to his side as he turned to look at Danny. He tilted his head a bit as he gave him a look. I noticed the frown that settled on Danny's lips.

"Is he now?" I raised an eyebrow as I looked back at Steve. "Danny, why is this man an idiot?" I stepped forward and out of Steve's hold as I looked back at Danny. He looked at me with his light blue eyes before he glanced behind me at the man who reached out for me; his fingers lightly touched my arm. He quickly avoided my gaze as he looked down a bit.

"Angel," Steve called for my attention, and that was how I knew this wasn't good. Whatever his idea was, he didn't want me to know.

"Danny," I wasn't going to budge. Steve wasn't going to tell me. He would brush it off, and Danny was the only one who would tell me out of the two. "I'm not gonna ask again."

"He wants to break into the Governor's mansion." Danny's voice was quiet that I barely missed what he was saying. I stood there as I felt their gaze on me and tried to process my thoughts. Process what Danny just said. I bit the inside of my cheek as everything started to make sense.

Steve had been on the edge ever since he started to receive those envelopes. Envelopes that were filled with the evidence his father had left him. Evidence that linked to his father's death. I took a deep breath before I nodded slightly. "I-" I cleared my throat, trying to figure out what to say. Did I have the right to say anything? Steve and I had only been together for six months. "Danny, would you like some fruit?" I decided to change the topic. "I was in the process of cutting the fruit if you like some." I brushed past Steve as I went back to the kitchen. I picked up the knife and returned to cutting half the watermelon I had left. I could hear their soft voices before Danny awkwardly came into the kitchen. He picked at the fruit before he placed a kiss on the side of my head.

"I'm gonna head out," He glanced behind me, and I kept cutting the watermelon. "I gotta do something." He snatched another piece, and I shook my head.

"Here," I looked through the cabinets and pulled out a Tupperware. "Take some with you." He gave me a small smile as I filled it with the mixture of fruit I had cut. "Yo no lo necesito todo. (I don't need it all)" I had been in the craving mood for some, feeling as if the day would end well.

"Thank you," He pulled me into a hug. "You are the best." I gave him a small smile and handed him the container before going back to cutting the bit of watermelon I had left. I was a little too into my thoughts as Danny's words repeated.

"Hijo de puta, (Son of a bitch)" I hissed as I pulled a finger back in pain. The blood slowly started to form around the cut on my finger as I brought it to my mouth.

"Are you okay?" Steve rushed into the kitchen, and I nodded. He pulled my finger out as he looked at my wound before dragging me to the bathroom. "Sit tight. Let me get the first aid kit." He glanced at the wound again as I sat on the toilet seat. He opened the mirror and pulled out the small first aid kit on the lower shelf. I stayed quiet as he moved to sit on the side of the tub. He grabbed my hand and began to work on it. "This might sting a bit." He mumbled as he opened the saline solution cloth and gently wiped the wound. I winced a bit but allowed him to clean the wound. It was quiet between us as he rubbed in some Neosporin and wrapped a band-aid around it.

"Thank you," I said softly as I watched him gently rub the band-aid. He looked up at me and sighed.

"Talk to me." He hooked his finger under my chin and had me meet his gaze. His thumb touched my lower lip as he held eye contact with me. His eyes searched my face, almost begging me to talk to him. To say something. I took a deep breath before closing my eyes.

"I don't like the idea of you breaking into the Governor's," I said softly. "You're doing something dangerous, Steve." I opened my eyes as I began to think of all the possible outcomes of his doing this. None of it went well.

"I have to do this." He cupped my cheeks, and I leaned into his touch. "Something is not right here, and I must find out." I couldn't help but frown as I placed my hands over his.

"I understand that amor," I bit my lower lip. "I understand that you need answers, pero why did you try to hide it from me?"

"To protect you." He answered back as he placed a soft kiss on my lips. "I didn't want you to worry about me, and I didn't want you to be in danger." He moved and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Eres un idiota. (You're an idiot)" I pulled away from his touch. "You can't keep hiding things from me." I tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear. "If this relationship is going to work, I need you to be honest with me. I understand that there are things you won't always be able to tell me, but I need to know what you can." I held his hands in mine as I looked down at them. "I can handle myself, but what will you do when I chase after you because you didn't tell me what you were doing?" The corner of his lips tugged downwards.

"I'm sorry." He held my hands tightly before he brought them up to his lips. He placed a kiss on the back of my knuckles. "You're right. No more secrets." He promised with another kiss on the back of my hand.

"You do what you have to do," I moved to cup his cheeks. "I will be here waiting for you to come back to me. That's all I ask for is that you return to me no matter where you go or what you do."

"I can do that." He flashed me a smile, which I returned with one of my own. " I will always do everything I can to return to you."

"Good." I moved forward and kissed him. His smile grew against my lips, and he pulled me into his lap. A laugh left his lips as I let out a slight surprised noise. "Steve!" I lightly smacked his shoulder before shaking my head at him. His beautiful ocean-blue eyes gleamed with contentment as the green specks seemed to glow a little more. He held me tightly by my waist as he looked up at me. I moved my arms around his shoulders and ran my fingers through his neck.

"You look beautiful today." His fingers moved up my shirt, touching the slightly exposed skin.

"Don't even think about it, buddy." I patted his shoulder as I pushed myself off his lap. "You're not gonna get that lucky today." He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head to the side as if this was a challenge for him. I shook my head and moved away from his touch, which caused him to stand up. "Steve, I'm serious." I pointed a finger at him and took a step back. He gave me that smile as if he wouldn't take me seriously. "Please," I gave him a slight pout, "I prepared some food so we could enjoy it."

"Only because you asked so nicely." He raised his hand as if he was giving to my demands. I smiled as I held his hand out to him.

"I had a huge craving for something fruity," He took my hand as I pulled him with me to the kitchen. "And I think I might have gone too overboard on the shopping." I could hear the small laugh he let lose from his nose as he took in the fruit I had yet to cut.

"Little?" He raised an eyebrow. I smiled as I bit my lip and plopped a mango into my mouth. I shrugged and held a melon up to his lips. He didn't fight it as he opened his mouth and took the piece. He let out a slight hum as he nodded.

"Good, right?" He reached for another piece. He mumbled as he shoved the other piece in his mouth. "So worth it then." I took a strawberry and bit into it; a small moan left my lips as the sweetness of the strawberry filled my tastebuds. Steve pulled me into a kiss, and I didn't fight him as I moved my arms around his neck. I pushed myself up on my tippy toes and leaned into him. I hummed into the kiss as I felt his tongue touch mine as he deepened the kiss. He pulled back and smiled as I clung to him.

"Definitely worth it." He winked at me. I bit my lip and shook my head as I pushed him away.

"You're a big idiot." I plopped the rest of the strawberry in my mouth.

"Your big idiot." He took another fruit.

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

Dark Blue Moon and the Suffering Sun Chapter 11

hope u enjoy this :D and please comment and reblog! each and every one of them warms my heart up so much <3

credit to @brekitten for betaing this. Seriously she was lowkey amazing and i exploded from it

and by lowkey amazing i mean just straight up amazing

credit to @adonneniel (at least I think that's them. I'll correct it next chapter if not) for the I Spy joke inspiration :3

MASTAPOST

Jack Fenton’s mad driving had them racing up the mountain path. Bruce couldn’t even enjoy the beautiful scenery as every corner seemed to invite a brush with death. He wasn’t sure if the orange man was insane and lucky or one of the best drivers he’d met in his life. In no time at all, they reached the top of the mountain, a noted campsite for many an adventurous teen or young couple.

Many teens, except for the missing trio at this moment.

Bruce already knew Daniel Fenton wouldn’t be here in all likelihood. And if he wasn’t here, there was little chance his two closest friends would, either. No, it was almost certainly a lie to disguise some other kind of activity, but it didn’t sit right with him that they might be doing something normal for a rebellious teen. Gangs, drugs, petty vandalism, dares. Something about their secretive demeanour and false aloofness pointed to a more fantastical answer. A more dangerous one.

As Bruce and the Fentons hopped off the SAV, they confirmed his suspicions. All he could see was trees, campfire stones, and bits of litter.

From his profile of Sam Manson, she would never tolerate such a thing. Every time he saw her, it was a protest of some kind, or loudly accosting litterers and people wearing leather jackets and carrying crocodile handbags, which practically confirmed his suspicions.

“Let’s spread out, we’ll cover more ground, and then meet back here in ten minutes.”

Ten minutes later, the three parents returned to the SAV, utterly empty-handed. Jack looked distraught, and Madeline was idly squeezing the handle of another gun. He hadn’t noticed that before. How many weapons did these people have?

“No sign. Nothing. Zilch.” Madeline muttered. “Why would they lie to us?”

Why wouldn’t a teenager lie, to be honest?

“Have you ever seen them do anything strange or out of the ordinary?” Bruce asked, the softer voice of a worried father.

Jack gasped. “What, like drugs?! Gangs? We chased those suckers out of town years ago! Danno would never get tangled with them!”

That was a story that Bruce would probably have to look into later.

At the same time, Madeline’s brow furrowed. “He did go missing half a year ago…”

Jack’s expression softened. “Yeah, kid was so shaken he never spoke about it. Can you imagine? Gone for a week, then shows up back home outta nowhere and didn’t even wanna talk about it.”

Bruce nodded, understanding fully what they had felt. Jack punched his open palm. “I oughta find whoever was responsible and tear them apart. Molecule by molecule.” His body slumped, voice losing its vigour again. “But Jazzy told us it was only gonna hurt him, pressing for info, so we haven’t.”

“After that, his grades started dropping. Danny’s a genius I tell you. A Fenton in every way, but after we got him back, he started skipping class, and making vague excuses all the time…” She shook her head and sat down, body seeming to gain days of exhaustion in a second. “It’s like he’s changed, somehow.”

Bruce considered this info… Sixth months ago? The timeline was suspicious. Six months ago, Daniel Fenton had gone missing. A week later, he shows up out of nowhere, refusing to speak of his experience. Soon after, sirens began to terrorise the city, with Phantom playing sometimes hero, sometimes criminal. Daniel Fenton’s behaviour changes drastically. Daniel, his two friends and Damian disappear on the same day. What was the connection?

Jack Fenton crouched on the ground beside his wife, frowning. “But that’s surely gotta be some kind of trauma response, right? That’s what Jazzy always says.”

“Maybe…” Bruce muttered.

Jack picked up on this, and looked up to where Bruce was still standing. “Maybe what, Brucie?”

“No, it was just a curiosity I had. I’m so sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering about Phantom. Didn’t he appear six months ago too?”

Instantly, the Fenton parents scowled. Madeline clenched her fist around the gun. “That damned fishboy. He parades himself as a hero but we all know he’s a menace! Just last week he stole one of the prototypes for the Fenton Wrist Ray! How?! He doesn’t even have legs!”

And that right there was the big question, but there were a few hang-ups before he could move forward with his theory.

“I thought some of the previous sirens who attacked had legs.”

Jack shrugged, his hands making a so-so motion. “Well it’s actually kind of interesting. See, sirens’ bodies are based on a-“

Maddie laid a hand on his shoulder. “Honey, maybe we should keep the explanation short this time.”

“Right! The answer is we don’t know!”

Madeline face-palmed. “Some sirens demonstrate the ability to shift between their true form and a human-passing form. That being said, we’ve never seen Phantom’s human form, so we don’t even know if he can’t, or just hasn’t. We know for a fact there are some sirens that straight up can’t shift, but what determines that fact is unclear.”

Bruce hummed. A moment of pause before the next thought. “What if he didn’t need to shift?”

The Fentons’ mouths gaped open. “Are you saying…?”

“The last time I talked to your son before he disappeared, he didn’t seem to share most of your opinions towards the siren race. He seemed… evasive.” More than that. Daniel Fenton looked like he had the world on his shoulders, and he couldn’t share it with anyone. Or rather: couldn’t share it with his parents.

“That’s impossible! Danno would never-” But Madeline interrupted her husband.

“He has been running off a lot. Jack, how else would our inventions get into Phantom’s hands?”

Jack Fenton stared at his wife for a minute, eyes slowly opening in horror. “Floundering fishes. The punk’s brainwashed him!”

Bruce waved his hands back and forth frantically. “Maybe that’s going a bit far, don’t you think? I’m sure there’s-”

Madeline grabbed his arm and yanked him into the SAV with surprising might. “No time! I know where the kids are!”

Bruce startled, even as Jack Fenton jumped into the driver’s seat. How on earth did she make that deduction?

Of course, he didn’t doubt their intelligence, only their sanity. They were smart enough to figure out all of this tech, but detectives they were not (the profile he had done on them was thorough). Perhaps he underestimated them.

Hold on, what was he thinking? His deduction was that the kids were somewhere on the coast, in one of the many coves around Amity Bay, where they likely snuck out often to contact Phantom.

In that case, why on earth was Jack not turning the duckboat around?

“Dr Fenton, what are you doing?!” The high-pitched squeak at the end of his question was regrettably not entirely fake.

“The fastest way to rescue the kids!” Jack said, a manic gleam in his eyes visible via the rear view mirror. The mad scientist slammed the gas. Bruce’s seat slammed into his back. The billionaire braced himself.

The SAV charged through the campsite, weaving in between trees and rocks and debris. Up ahead the woods cleared to reveal the ocean over a cliff.

Jack did not slow down. He sped up. The cliff came closer. And closer. Jack sped up further.

There was no longer any ground beneath the wheels.

We cut to preserve Bruce Wayne’s dignity.

Meanwhile, in the middle of the ocean…

Damian scanned his left. He scanned the right. He glanced up into the clear sky. He peered down at the dark. He took a peek behind his shoulders. With his decision made, he made his declaration with poise and finality.

“I spy with my little eye, something b-”

“IT’S THE WATER!”

Damian’s eye twitched.

Danny nodded eagerly, like a lost puppy begging for attention. Scratch that. Lost puppies were far more lovable. “Come on. It’s the water, right? Right??”

“I spy. With my. Little. Eye. Something beating. You imbecile.”

“Crap. Uhhhmm…” Danny blinked, eyes turning sky high as he searched for answers. “Is it a bird? Because some people call their movements wingbeats.”

Damian’s jaw dropped. “No! It was your heart! Your heart beating!” He punctuated every word with an aggressive tap at Danny’s translucent chest, a still frighteningly visceral display case for his blue heart.

“That’s stupid! I could’ve come up with a better one!”

“The last three you did were the water, the sky and the sun respectively.”

“I said I could, not that I would!”

…

“I do admit. I did not account for birds’ wingbeats.”

“HAH!”

Back to the parents…

Never had Bruce ever feared for his life more than what just happened.

May he never speak of it again.

“See Brucie? Jack Fenton is an ace driver. You’ll never fear for your life in my capable hands!”

Madeline nudged her husband. “Honey, focus.”

“Oh sorry. Where to, sweetie?”

“The cove!”

Bruce shook the adrenaline off. Back to business. Coincidentally, he’d just received a pertinent message from the Cave.

“Hey B.” Tim’s voice filtered through the tiny ear piece Bruce kept at all times, accompanied by rapid clacking, almost fast enough to merge into a continuous clackackckackackack. “Half the footage you sent was corrupted. I saved the other half, but I haven’t been able to look through it. Currently fighting a hacker and trying to get back into Amity’s servers. Just got a breakthrough though. He’s based in Amity, currently location: the cove just underneath the mountain on the main island. RR Out.”

Bingo.

That cove being a hollow space in the mountain carved out by seawater and erosion. There was a small waterfall covering the entrance and obscuring view. As the SAV drove past the barrier, Bruce heard two gasps of shock.

There they were. A black boy in a yellow shirt and red beret, skin caked in sweat, hunched over a desk with a laptop glaring brightly in the otherwise-dimly lit room. Beside him, a pale girl in all black, clutching an old tome and glaring viciously at him.

But where on earth was Daniel Fenton?

And where was Damian?

[laxxarian]

Evil Fenton Parents Meeting the Good Ones

It's basically that.

Maddie and Jack (the canon ones. Let's call them as is)

Mads and J (the evil AU ones).

........

Maddie and Jack were doing the "normal" stuff with Danny and Jazz, a happy family bonding time.... Fighting and helping ghosts and humans around Amity Park. Now that the Fentons have one thing in common, everyone is as close as they were before. It was all good and peachy when a new ghost came to Amity and had the whole Family portaled through somewhere else where clouds are grey and the streets are crowded.

Jack: Well... This can't get any weirder, won't it?

Jazz, eyeing Jack with worried looks: Dad!!

Jack: What?! Gotta let it come over and finish it faster!

Danny: Whoo... Boy... This is gonna be a loonnggg day.

Maddie: Awww, sweety, wouldn't that mean we'd get a long bonding time?

Jack: Great idea, Mads!

The family then found out that they were in Gotham but they didn't know anything of such a place before. And all the while the Fentons go around exploring the place and finding a way to get back (They found out that they're in a different reality due to seeing Maddie and Jack working with the GIW [they knew because of one big advertisement in a billboard])

Maddie: Well, that's horrifying.

Jack: Danny here must be a human then!

Danny, who knew that his parents despises the GIW even before knowing Danny is Phantom: Whoa. To think I'd see you guys work with them.

Jazz: Alright you three, stop dilly dallying. We still have a reality to get back to and put back a certain ghost to the ghost zone.

Maddie: Oh, Jazz. Can't we explore a bit more? For a ghost to be able to take us here just seems so fascinating.

Jazz: Eughh... Fine...

While they walked around the streets, the people would stare at them weirdly and were amazed to see the parents. Meanwhile the Danny in this reality was staring at them wide eyed at the corner of the alley.

Danny (the dissected one au): Did... Did they somehow clone me????

And the JL are freaking out when they see the Fentons being in two places rather than one because one, the evil ones are being held with them and two, the evil ones are also confused.

But Batman came in and theorized that the new Fentons may be in a different reality and thus, the new Fentons were invited to the Watchtower.

(I'm being honest, I literally have no idea if they would allow this or not but the only place I know is either the Manor or the tower 😔😔😔 and yes, I'm not a fan or probably I am [I'm not] but I am interested in DC just that I'm too confused on where to start reading, watching, gaming first cuz they're everywhere and the multiple of Robins are not helping me)

And then there, they all discuss while the evil Fentons (cuffed)...

(if ur wondering how they got here, it's because they were able to control Danny's mind again and got them to this place and was planning to destroy it but Danny actually tricked them into thinking that they did control Danny [The JL are planning for something to the evil Fentons])

...while the evil Fentons are listening in and make comments like:

Mads: He's a ghost scum! How could you ever accept him?!

J: That ghost scum must've successfully controlled your minds! Why else would you accept an abomination?!

But each time they do, the good parents would counter it like:

Maddie: Because he is our son! No matter who or what he is! He is still our boy!

Jack: You said it! And Danno-boy here is a great hero! Why shame him?

Maddie: We are proud of him! And we love him! Isn't that all that matters?

Jazz, hugging Danny (the edgy one): Oh, little brother, it must have been hard for you...

To Danny (the one that got experimented au), felt his tears welling up in his eyes, to think he'd hear the day where his parents would say that and see his sister alive but.... They weren't his.

+.+.+.+.+.+

Bonus:

The JL are all quite surprised/shocked and amazed by how cheerful, snarky and pretty much talkative this other Danny is (the one that got good parents).

They also found out that this Danny loves space and is now a fan of Martian Manhunter and all had thought that it was probably the same for their Danny (the one that got no parents).

[animalluver8153]

Life Assurance Pt. 4

The kids should not have tried this at home.

First <;> Previous <> Next

<<<<>>>> 

Danny was almost home from Sam’s when he felt another tickle at the back of his mind. He huffed and picked up the pace. It had been a good week curfew-wise and he had to say goodnight to his parents before any more ghost king-related shenanigans. He was turning the last corner when that tickle turned into an uncomfortable itch. His dad nearly knocked him over as he reached the front door. 

“Danno! Nearly missed you! Your mom and I are heading to the city!” Jack held up a duffel bag as proof.

“Just until tomorrow night honey,” Maddie rolled out the suitcase filled with just-in-case weapons, “Our usual circuitry supplier is having a warehouse sale. We left some money on the fridge for some pizza and remember to text us if you’re going out tomorrow.”

“No problem mom,” Danny rubbed at his eye with the palm of his hand, the itching had progressed to dull pain, “Get some blinky lights for me.”

Jack rubbed his son’s hair at the familiar joke and went to pack up the car. Danny scrambled upstairs and let the rings transform him, first into Phantom and then into the Ghost King. The pain eased and he could focus on what exactly was happening. 

The crown was here to answer this time. It was a request from a contract holder. Since there was only one contract holder right now, there was only one place to go. 

He stepped out of his bedroom and into a dim room. He kept rubbing at his eyes as they tried to adjust.

“Mr. Pennyworth? Did you call me? Did you change your mind?”

The pain in his eyes left just as a pain started to build in his chest. When he went to scratch at it, he found something in his way. A blade glinted in what little light the room had, and what little left of the blade wasn’t in his chest. Danny was nearly entranced at the sight, the dulled recognition of the pain that replaced where his heart was a few seconds ago. The blade grew, the hilt retreating away as the strings of time pulled it away, bloodless and shining. His heartbeat returned just before the last of it left his chest. 

Time was returning to normal and it was still too dark to see well. The crown appeased its liege. An explosion of bright green Aroura Borealis filled the room to every corner. It revealed the sword and its wielder.

“That wasn’t nice,” Danny was NOT on his catchy comeback game today, but he was also just stabbed in the heart, so might as well go for the truth.

There was shouting, overlapping and overwhelming. Danny stood still and tried to figure out what he was looking at. More superheroes? The League? But the crown assured him that this was a contract holder’s domain. He picked one person and tried to pin down a name.

“Red Hood?” Ah, that was a gun. Guns hurt too. Guns bad. 

Well, it worked last time. Danny stepped forward and into the Red Hood.

Death, everything felt like death. It was the accident all over again. Every atom was burning, splitting, reforming. Again and again and again. Danny couldn’t breathe. Air was replaced by ectoplasm. The helmet was filled with bile. He was thrashing, trying to get out. Their limbs were sticky and their legs kept vanishing. The smell of ozone pierced through the smell of iron and he was falling into the familiar weightlessness of the Ghost Zone. 

It is in the Ghost Zone’s nature to preserve, to exist in stasis where life exists in change. The crown burst free of the helmet, cracking it in two and allowing Danny to barely see through the ichor pouring from his eyes. It was the crown that parted the way to familiar realms. The burning of his core eased at the drop in temperature. Danny embraced the snow beneath him and thought no more.

<<<<>>>> 

Batman returned home to find a sigil circle drawn of what used to be an emergency blood transfusion in the cave. He recognized the pattern from today’s project, right down to Zatanna’s modification of one of the runes. The briefing had mentioned that without the help of a Homo Magi the pattern would have to be made from blood.

Alfred stared down a line-up of everyone who should have been home from patrol and in bed by now. A distinctive motorcycle was parked in the vehicle bay but Jason was nowhere to be seen. Bruce stood beside Alfred, he hadn’t been able to think of anything to say on the way home but was spared when Alfred spoke first.

“There is a great deal that needs to be said tonight, Master Wayne. However, I do believe we should start with what your children have done in your absence.”

“It was Damian’s fault!” Tim shouted.

“Your incompetency is to blame, Drake! You didn’t banish it correctly!”

“We were just supposed to talk to it, you’re the one who stabbed at first sight!” Stephanie pointed at Damian’s favorite katana, clean and set aside next to the bloody circle. 

“You’re all fools to think bargaining would work. Killing it is the only way to break the deal.”

Bruce felt a gentle tug at his right arm, Cass was looking up at him. He waited for her to find the words. 

“The Ghost King took Jason.”

<<<<>>>> 

“I’ve committed Grand Theft Grandkid!”

“You could hardly be blamed for this Great One,” Frostbite looked way too amused about the current situation.

The situation being the man built like a tank floating in the medical stasis chamber. Samples of the ichor and bile they found Danny-as-Red Hood throwing up were contained in test tubes and Petri dishes. The other members of Frostbite’s clan were studying the samples while some were monitoring Jason’s vitals. 

The crown assured him that the infamous Red Hood was indeed the contract beneficiary known as Jason Todd. Meaning that the rest of those beneficiaries were not, in fact, a normal family of rich socialites. 

“I am so doomed. When Batman finds out I stole one of his kids, the League will hunt me down and I’ll never graduate high school.”

“Deep breath and hold it,” Frostbite continued his exam of the young monarch, seemingly pleased by what he heard through the modified stethoscope, “Your lungs are clear and it looks like your core has successfully purged the contamination from your corporeal form.”

“What happened to him?” Danny looked over to the stasis chamber. Clean, refined ectoplasm circulated through and carried away nasty-looking clumps of ichor away. 

“We’re still unsure. His vitals resemble yours in many ways, but he has no core to speak of. He was either infected with contaminated ectoplasm or came into contact with ectoplasm that he was unable to expel on his own. Without ectoplasm, his body began to shut down. We will learn more when he awakens.” 

“Thank you, Frostbite,” Danny sat for a minute on the exam table, trying to think of a plan. 

“I need to see Clockwork. If they summon me again, I’ll be stuck back on the Human side while he stays here. Then I would have to get home without them following me. Not to mention what he’ll do if he wakes up surrounded by yetis.”

“You handled it well the first time,” Frostbite gave into the urge and scooped the little king of this half of reality, Danny squawked but didn’t fight him. He let himself be carried away from the medical ward and towards a guarded vault deep within the Far Frozen. He gestured to a dais where a scroll floated, “The Infi-Map is yours to use, Great One. Go see your mentor. If he is willing, you will be back before the young man awakens.” 

“I know how much the map means to you Frostbite, thank you,” It was Danny’s turn to give in to an impulse, he hugged what he could. There was no way to get his arms anywhere near around the yeti, but he tried, “I’ll bring it right back. I promise.”

He scrambled down and let the map take him to the realm of his mentor. Time to face the music. The smug, cryptic music.

[ch3rr13zk1n]

Hello! *pulls a dumbass idea out of my ass from last night*

It was a bit of an excuse to draw my favorite character as a girlboss but uh basically uhhhhhhhhh

gosh even if its mostly a text post i don't wanna embarrass myself

Uhhhh

ill just paste an explanation of what shorts wars is just in case one silly goober that doesn't know shorts wars accidentally finds this post

Shorts wars is a arg made by a bunch of dudes that make shorts and was created because of the clone accounts ( get it?? ) that steal their content. Basically when it started there were different bunch of QR codes that popped up on their shorts and when our scanned them they took you to a video where a guy named The Boss in a unpleasant gradient says that if they don't quit making shorts and rotting people's brains then they will get replaced. While a few listened, The rest didn't. And the other stuff happened blah blah blah. Anyways i also gotta say one of the creators was a guy named Danno and uh he makes shorts (obviously i mean this is fucking shorts wars what do you expect??) and he has a mascot character named Riggy who is a blue rabbit with red shorts, green eyes and a very interesting kill count.

and Preston/Clone Riggy is a clone of Riggy (obviously)

anyways time to bring out the other explanation

Why the fuck are they a girl here

well uh when i thought more about what Preston wants and thinks it sorta gave me the vibes of "possibly transgender" idk why it got that way but i sorta stuck to it as a bit of a headcanon

like idk man he's stuck in a body that looks like the guy he despises cmon man (ALSO THE DAMN NAME CHANGE!!)

of course, I have to note for the sake of not getting canceled by a twitter user that i don't view trans people as evil people. It just happened to be that i sorta headcanoned Preston as transgender because it felt that way to me

though what the fuck do i even know about trans people I'm not even trans

Also theres some deep very complex lore revealed in season 2 go watch a Datchia short or smth

ok cool anyways here's an explanation of the au

Ahem

Prrston feels like he doesn't matter n betrays the boss, After that he becomes the new uh boss or smth of the company

Preston also self reflects and realizes "Wait fuck maybe i don't wanna be a dude" and transitions

Why this story in particular?

because history repeats itself

especially when there's a possibility that someone from that time influenced what happened..

thats it ig

RAAA

(If you don't like this post then don't bother to say anything about it. I was already sorta insecure about this post existifnf)

(seriously i know i pulled this AU out of my ass and it might not really fit but idc man its my thing and i made the au)

(Also you're allowed to have your own headcannons i don't mind as long as it doesn't hurt anyone :3)

[decibly]

"Is that the best you got, Technus?" Danny taunted as he dodged a pile of wires that had launched themselves at him, ripping themselves out of old pieces of junk.

" Of course not, ghost boy!" The other ghost yelled, throwing a random chunk of metal at Danny, who instinctively went intangible and allowed it to phase through him easily.

“You sure? I think you’re getting worse, actually!”

Technus let out a snarl, picked up a rusty old washing machine that began sparking with neon green lightning, and threw it full-force at Danny. He put up a quick shield, throwing out his right arm as his left reached for the thermos in a now instinctual anticipation of an opening, Just as the washing machine-turned-deadly projectile impacted his shield, it forced him backwards into yet another pile of trash in the junkyard.

“Ow! Shit, that hurts!” Danny yelped as the pile of rusty scraps that used to be a washing machine clunked its way down to the ground. His left arm had gotten crushed behind him, so he grabbed the thermos with his right arm and quickly captured Technus. He went into the thermos easily, and then in an act of habit so ingrained Danny had found himself doing it after capturing an ectopus that hadn’t tried even to fight back, checked himself over for injuries.

It actually seemed like he had gotten away relatively unharmed this time… apart from his arm. It wasn’t bleeding, but it was twisted in a way that Danny knew would hurt like hell once the adrenaline wore off. Danny wasn’t entirely certain, but he was pretty sure that it was broken. That was… bad, to say the least. How was he going to explain this away to his parents?

“Mum, Dad? I think I broke my arm!” Danny yelled out from the top of the stairs that headed down to lab, going straight for the point. He didn’t at all feel like talking around it for even a tiny bit, not with how much his arm hurt every time it so much as got blown on by a breeze.

“WHAT?” his dad yelled back.

“I THINK I BROKE MY ARM!” Danny yelled back even louder.

“WE’LL BE UP IN JUST A MOMENT, SWEETIE!” his mum yelled back.

It was this moment when Danny realised that not spending the (incredily excruciating and painful) walk back was probably one of the more idiotic things that he had done in the last 30 hours, along with not having slept. Maybe if he just told them a modified version of the truth? That would probably be easier than just coming up with a whole new lie.

Just then, both of Danny’s parents reached the top of the stairs, with neon green ectoplasm splattered over both of their hazmat suits. 

“So, Danno, you’re– oh dear! Maddie, it’s time for emergency fudge!” Jack raced over to the kitchen, stumbling a bit in his hurry.

Meanwhile, Maddie just frowned. “Darling, I think you might be right about that arm being broken. We’re going to need to take you to the hospital to get that looked at and x-rayed. How did it happen?”

Danny felt his face heat up a bit. “I, um, went for a walk? And there was a ghost fight, uh, not one that was too big but still pretty destructive, y’know? I kinda, you know, get a little bit caught up in it and I got hit with, um, well I’m not really sure, but it was made of metal, and- well- oh hey, Dad’s back!” Danny immediately reached for a piece of fudge on the truly massie pile on the plate that Jack had brought back from the kitchen and shoved it into his mouth, cutting off the conversation.

Several hours later, Maddie and Danny were headed back home to Jack and Jazz and Danny had a dark blue cast on his left arm that he was going to draw constellations on. Not for the first time, he was glad that it wasn’t his right arm that had been broken.

“Are you feeling okay, Danny?” Maddie asked.

He hummed a bit, then spoke. “It doesn’t hurt too much. I’ll be fine.”

Neither of them said anything more, giving Maddie plenty of time to think in the silence about why her son lied to her so much that she couldn’t even tell the difference between true or false anymore.

A few days after Danny broke his arm, Maddie and Jack got an alert for a ghost attack at Casper High. Ghost activity had been on an odd low for a few days now, so there was nothing to distract them from getting into the GAV aside from their inventing, which they probably needed a distraction from at this point. Wordlessly, aside from a “Wooo!” from Jack, the two of them grabbed a few new weapons that needed more field testing and raced up the stairs, out the door and into the GAV to head towards the high school.

Once they got there, it was obvious where the ghosts were. Phantom’s voice could easily he heard bantering with the inane box-themed ghost over by the football pitch from where Jack had haphazardly parked the GAV half on the footpath outside the school.  Maddie hoisted a large bazooka up onto her back and sprinted over to the location of the fight, trusting that Jack would be close enough behind her. As she rounded a corner, Phantom came crashing down a few meters in front of her, landing on his back before pushing himself back up.

Well, he tried. Instead, his left arm gave out from beneath him and he hissed. Maddie’s eyes darted over to see what could’ve been the reason, and she saw– she saw–

Danny’s cast.

Phantom was wearing Danny’s cast, complete with the constellations and the slightly wonky Big Dipper.

Danny– Danny Phantom– Danny Fenton–

Maddie sank to her knees.

[half-deadmagicperson]

Phic Phight '24 Phic 4

Title: Like Kicking a Beehive

For @phicphight

Words: 1133

Rating: G

Summary: Interrupting a Fenton function with a ghost attack is like kicking a beehive.

Prompt by @ashboy-3 : It’s that time of year again! The Annual Fenton Reunion! And it’s the first year Danny can’t escape it since high school. How is he going to hide his ghost powers around all these Fentons?

AO3

Danny was screwed. He fidgeted with a loose string on his seatbelt. His family was on their way to the Annual Fenton Family Reunion, and he had no excuses to get out of it. This year, his parents didn’t tell him it was happening. They just had Danny and Jazz pack bags and load into the GAV.

As the labeled pavilion came into view, Danny sighed. This was going to be a disaster. Danny is going to set off every single ghost sensor as soon as he steps out of the RV. Nausea set in as his mom put the vehicle in park. Jazz must’ve noticed his worry and reached out to offer a little bit of comfort. Danny gave her a small smile before stepping out of the RV.

It was like a symphony of horrendous beeping noise. The stares of his cousins, aunts, uncles, and grandparents all focused on the source. There was a terrifying level of silence, especially for a Fenton gathering. Danny felt sick with all the eyes that were glued onto him. Jack Fenton broke the silence.

“Oh dear, I forgot to warn you all!” his loud voice carried across the picnic tables, “Remember when Danno had that accident a while back? Whatever happened caused our sensors to sometimes react to him. Don’t worry! Our son is still human as ever and not overshadowed! We can program your tech to ignore him!”

Everyone slowly resumed what they were doing. Danny still felt awkward, but mustered a quick ‘thanks dad’ to his father. After the chatter fully resumed, Danny relaxed a little and headed towards the food.

“Hey, Danny, long time no see!” Now there’s a voice he hasn’t heard in a while. Danny turned to see his cousin Connor, who was slightly older than Danny. He was tall with broad shoulders, characteristic of a Fenton. Danny noticed that his cousin added a few piercings since the last time he saw him. The halfa cracked a grin.

“Hey! Yeah it has! It’s been like what, three years?”

“Yeah because somebody kept getting sick,” Connor teased. The two started catching up. Danny told Connor about his plans for college. Connor recalled his parent’s reactions to his career choice in graphic design.

“You woulda thought our dog just died. I swear, they were so upset. Like, ‘Oh you’re gay? That’s fine! We love you!’, but ‘Oh you don’t want to be a ghost hunter? You’re kicked out of the house.’”

Danny gave an awkward laugh before his face fell.

“Yeah… I know how that feels. My parents were a little disappointed when I told them I wanted to be an astrophysicist, but they still love and support me. There’s other parts of my life that I’m afraid to tell them though.”

Connor nodded in understanding. The two continued talking until Danny’s ghost sense went off.

“Since when do you vape?”

Danny was about to answer when he was interrupted by the sounds of ecto-scanners going off. Everyone pulled out ecto-guns, wrist rays, and even full Fenton bazookas seemingly out of nowhere. Danny glanced around looking for the ghost he sensed, praying to whoever would listen that it was just Boxy or someone.

“Well, well, well, what have we here? Humans in possession of large quantities of ectoplasm? That’s against the rules,” fog rolled in as Walker made his entrance.

“No offense, but isn’t the Realm of the Living a little out of your jurisdiction?” Danny quipped before thinking.

“Ah, whelp, I thought I’d find you here. Unfortunately for your family, ectoplasm is property of the Infinite Realms, and therefore, becomes my business.” The sound of blasters firing up interrupted Walker’s monologue.

“GET AWAY FROM MY CHILD YOU SPOOKY SPECTER!” Jack Fenton’s voice rang out through the park. Maddie stood next to him, bazooka aimed directly at Walker.

“Threatening the law enforcement, that’s against the rules. Arrest them!” Walker’s goons came and tried to grab Danny’s relatives. They should have known better than to mess with a large group of Fentons. The sound of a wrist ray signaled the start of an all-out brawl.

Picnic tables flipped and broke from people and ghosts crashing into them. Grandpa’s toupee was cast onto the ground after it caught on fire. The cupcakes were destroyed and used as diversions. While his family dealt with the goons, Danny dealt with Walker.

“Hey, Walker, do you want to know a fun fact about my family?” Walker grunted, Danny took this as a sign to continue.

“If you bring a ghost to a Fenton Family Reunion, it’s like kicking a beehive!”

With a shit-eating grin, Danny fired an ecto-gun at the poor warden’s face. After the goons were stored in someone’s thermos, the rest of the family turned to join the fight.

It was like a pinata at a child’s birthday party. The Fentons, all armed with Fenton Anti-Creep Sticks ™, smacked around the poor ghost until he was unable to attack anymore. Danny popped open his Fenton Thermos ™ . With a bright blue light, Walker swirled into the device. Danny smiled.

“I told you it was like kicking a beehive.”

He received a groan of frustration in return.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Well that was an eventful day,” Connor sighed. They had just finished cleaning up the mess from the attack.

“I’ll say. At least the drinks in the cooler were spared,” Danny stated as he pulled the tab on a can of pop.

“You did pretty good out there. I saw you take on the leader.” A small smile creeped onto Danny’s face.

“Yeah?” Connor nodded before stroking his chin.

“Although… it’s kinda weird how you knew the ghost’s name. Come to think of it, didn’t it call you ‘whelp’ or something?”

Danny’s mind went through three options: lie, half-truth, or full-truth. Half-truth was probably the safest bet.

“Yeah… don’t tell my parents this, but I kinda got curious one day and started exploring the Ghost Zone,” Connor’s eyes widened, “Which I know is stupid! But, it turns out the Ghost Zone is pretty cool. There’s a lot of different cultures and people. Some are friendly, others, like Walker, are not.”

“That’s…cool?” The horn from the RV, as well as the yelling from Jack Fenton interrupted them.

“COME ON DANNO! WE GOTTA HIT THE ROAD BEFORE IT GETS DARK!”

“Well, it was nice catching up!” Danny smiled at his cousin.

“You’re right. Hopefully I’ll see you next year?”

“Yep. See you then!”

The two parted ways.

Danny watched as the pavilion disappeared from his view. It was nice seeing his family again, even if the ghosts interrupted. Speaking of… why did Danny feel like he was forgetting something?

~~~~~~~~

A metal thermos sat in the dirt in the ruins of the pavilion.

“RUNT, YOU GET BACK HERE AND LET ME OUT!!!!”

[hawaiifiveoh]

full circle | steve mcgarrett

Gif originally posted by tissueoflies

masterlist

Danny tries to set Steve and you up on a date, but it doesn’t go exactly as planned.

steve mcgarrett x reader

Author’s note:  Idk about this, but I love Danno & his irritable good heart.

2.8k words | ♫ Playlist: maybe you (good night remix) - say lou lou

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Danny Williams contorted his face in the way that was reserved for his disgust with some aspect of current humanity and it made you burst out laughing. You had agreed with the sentiment, but you could never take your sudden emotions and outwardly form them to be so entertaining. He turned to you with that look on his face that said ‘What is so amusing, babe? It’s the truth.’

The air was sweet in your lungs. It was a really lovely evening. The music playing was a great playlist, the karaoke goers weren't annoying, and the overall energy and ambiance in the place was sparkling, like a pretty firework you wanted to watch float down. You were having a good time, free from the things you still had to do, and anything else that could distract you from the present moment. Something still felt missing, though. Because someone was... McGarrett.

A faint vacantness was always around when he wasn’t. You tried not to think about it much, because you knew that overthinking things never yielded much of anything good. The longer his presence infiltrated and somehow contaminated your life, though, every time you happened to re-check in on that vague idea you avoided, it had managed to become more detailed and more difficult to push away. It was practically a sinkhole now, waiting to collapse and pull you in.

You saw the tiger man’s gait, through the crowd of people casually chatting and meandering about. It stuck out, it always did, like a predator in a forrest’s clearing. McGarrett always had a tenacity with each step. Like he had the most efficient path, straight to you and no one could stop or deviate him from getting there. If you were a bad guy, it was very bad news. But if you weren’t, it was reassuring in a way. Relief was filling in those dug out places in your heart. Suddenly, however, the safety you found burst like a C-4 charge just detonated. There was another person walking beside him. She had glowing skin, a cool dress that fit well, and openly gazed at the commander in a way that made you feel sick to witness.

It stung, the pain surprising even you. It was if you unexpectedly ran into a wall and got multiple fractures. But bones weren't the thing that were broken in this case. You swallowed the ache running up from your ribcage, realizing that you had fallen into what you purposefully had cordoned off. You couldn’t get out of the idea-- the idea that you could’ve been the one beside Steve, dressed all nice together, some picture perfect scene from a romcom. You couldn’t deny it anymore, acceptance had beaten you and won. This newfound understanding wasn’t freeing, though, it had trapped you. These feelings were stuck pulling at you with other new ones sprouting up, like quick climbing vines with thorns. There was nothing you could do about it. You cut open yourself, and hollowed everything out, shifting into damage control, as you plastered on a fake smile.

“What took you so long, brah?” Kamekona asked, “Being on time demonstrates to all those around you, you value theirs.”

“There was traffic, and I was meeting up with someone beforehand,” Steve explained as he gestured an introduction, working hard for the audience who hadn’t expected this part of the show, “Everyone, this is Lynn.”

The table gave a general welcome, with supervised yet still kind hellos and smiles. You didn’t think anyone else was as bothered by this surprise guest as you had been. But little did you know...

Danny had arranged this get together at the Sheraton, his second favored locale for controlled social settings aside from the Hilton. But, there was no new girlfriend for him, or new "friend" of Grace's, or anyone else that required mingling in a group. This was just supposed to be drinks, dinner, and maybe some karaoke. For the detective, this was merely subterfuge to finally get two of his friends to admit what they refused to ever address out loud. Though, the subtext in both of your staring said plenty, Danny was trying to enact some good will in lieu of his standard complaining. Annoyance took up a lot of minutes in William’s typical day, but tonight, he was aggravated. Aggravated because his idiot of a best friend brought a date. A date?! The schmuck who ignored him every other time he had suggested getting back out there before. A suggestion, Danny had stopped suggesting, ever since you joined the team. The detective knew him long enough to know how past derailed hurts left a deep wound despite Steve not talking about it. But Danny noticed how that wound slowly started to close up and heal after you entered the picture. Steven, however, was being a moron about this or in total denial. Probably both, Daniel ascertained to himself as he smoothed his hair back, hoping it’d magically work on his nerves too.

“Why don’t I get everyone some drinks, huh? Steve, come help me.” Danny ordered, giving McGarrett a look that on the surface seemed innocent enough, as he got up from the table.

“Steven, please,” the Jersey cop warned, and when he specifically started using formalities and manners, it was well known that underneath the pinstriped dress shirt, the detective 's heart was pumping enough oxygen to effectively yet calmly disfigure someone if they disobeyed.

Steve got up slowly, and a few steps away, Williams started pulling at the man’s rolled shirt sleeves, encouraging the SEAL to pick up the pace to chat in a less busy area of the bar, like an impatient parent embarrassed by their kid acting out in public.

“I,” the blonde man said, pointing to himself for emphasis, “Invited you to this outing– solely you,” then there was another now reversed point, “Why did you bring a plus one?”

McGarrett eyed him, forming a confused reply with his own expression lines, as to why Danny was immediately giving him a hard time doing exactly what he harped on for so long.

“You’re being serious right now? This isn't some fancy RSVP'd dinner reception, Danny. It's drinks at Rumfire. What's the big deal?”

“Actually, it was an RSVP, because I asked you earlier this week, and you responded. And you responded without telling me that you were bringing a date. Then I re-asked, and you didn’t tell me then either.”

“And you think I have control issues?”

“You do have control issues,” Danny calmly and instantly retorted, but his friend was now busy ordering at the bar.

Steve turned back around, “Just relax. Don’t make this a big deal,” he reassured, as his eyes darted away from your silhouette he found first at the table. McGarrett distracted himself again by gathering most of the beers. He nudged the ornery shorter man on the shoulder, “Get the other drinks you wanted me to help you with, alright?”

Danny sighed fairly loudly through his teeth, chomping down on the inside of his own lip, before ushering himself back to the table. When he sat down his face grew concerned at how easily the mai tai was flowing from your glass less than a minute later.

The strong liquid was just a distraction, a consolation prize for you being pissed off. You took a heavy swig of the drink again, bordering on some non-assuming villain plotting and stewing as things went on. Soon Lynn joyfully got up to try some karaoke alone, unbothered at her failed attempt to get Steve to join her. She seemed genuinely nice, which made it all the more worse. There wasn’t even an excuse to dislike her.

“So, am I supposed to be leaving still or what?” Kamekona asked Danny, trying to be subtle but failing to be.

Your eyebrow arched, at the same time Steve’s raised. Danny had a mild aneurysm, mumbling, “What? No, no,” over and over.

“Nah, hoalohas, I think I’m still gonna leave.”

Danny jumped up and left the table, trying to reel back the shrimp truck magnate of the North Shore to save face. Now, it was only you and McGarrett… watching Lynn pick her song on stage to sing. Except, Steven’s eyes were somewhere else.

You heard his voice, undeviating, cutting through everything, “How’s the mai tai?,” his tone resembling when he egged Danny about something.

“Good.” You said curtly, still not looking at Steve.

He was surprised at your reaction, “You okay?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” You immediately replied again, finishing off what was left in your glass.

McGarrett didn’t answer, taking a sip of his own beer.

“This your first date with her?” You nodded in the direction of Lynn, who was now starting to sing, pretty well too, some old song you knew but you couldn't remember the title of.

“Second.” Steve corrected, quickly shifting his gaze back to you again.

You barely held back the sharp laugh that escaped your lips, mocking the reality you stupidly never asked about or thought could exist, “Cool,” you deadpanned.

“Are you jealous?” McGarrett abruptly asked, a smug smile faintly forming on his lips.

You scoffed, trying to overtly paralyze the nerve he hit, and the pain that went with it, as you went back to your drink forgetting it was now empty, “Why are you even asking me that?”

“Why don’t you just answer the question?” You could hear the stubborn amusement in his pauses, like he found a hold of something and wouldn’t let it go unless he won.

“Why don’t you?” You pushed back, turning to face him, a milder form of rage rising in your throat.

The hot air froze between you, everything else echoing out and away from the epicenter of you two. Your pairs of eyes were deadlocked, their dimly lit hues burning bright into one another's, setting off a fuse and the dejected unanswered what ifs behind them. Fears were smoldering, alongside the tension and boldness. The aggravation quickly melted away on your end. The anger and fading tipsiness unable to hide all the sadness you gathered in the loss you had now learned. Steve’s own eyes suddenly softened at the afflictions he saw surfacing in yours. You and McGarrett were still this weakening standoff, oblivious to what was happening around you. A certain bystander, however, couldn’t completely disregard the sight of your stares boring into each other's souls as she returned.

“How’d I do?” Lynn asked out loud.

“Huh, what?” Steve asked, confused, re-remembering his surroundings.

“You weren’t watching were you?” She gently questioned, already knowing the truth.

Steve awkwardly shifted in his seat, “I was, you uh, were really good! That’s a great song to pick!”

“What song was it?”

You got up from your seat, murmuring about grabbing another drink, your face hot from secondhand embarrassment as Lynn reluctantly sat back down next to McGarrett. On the way to the bar you ran into Danny who had been observing the whole exchange, and was now currently on route to intervene, more anxiousness flooding his hand movements.

“Where-- where are you going, Y/N?” Danny asked as you passed him. He turned on his heel to catch up to you.

“Daniel, don’t.” You sternly warned, trying to find a space in the crowding line at the bar.

“Hold on, wait,” Danny pleaded, catching your arm, “Talk to me, babe, please.”

You stopped and looked at your friend’s sincere eyes, and fretting forehead lines. You knew you didn’t need another drink. The onslaught of emotions was messing with you. Everything was brewing inside your head, like a rainstorm off the coast during monsoon season. You didn’t want to get stuck in the flood. You sighed, letting Danny be the voice of reason and pull you away to the outside patio.

You felt the cool breeze flow through your hair, tonight’s air no longer sweet, your throat still slightly burning. You didn’t say anything, crossing your arms, as you selected words in your head to prepare for the argument that stated you were fine.

“I can tell this surprise guest was sort of a shock to you too.” Danny quietly commented, fingers fidgeting against the railing as he spoke, “You wanna talk about it? I mean not that there’s something to talk about, but--”

“Danny,” you interrupted him, defeated, “I know you only wanted everyone to have a good time. I appreciate that. I appreciate you care. I’m just being weird about it.”

“Someone else is being stupid about it,” Danny blurted out under his breath, the irked truth disappearing into his sigh. He shook his head to himself.

“Hey, what happened to you guys?” Steve’s voice finding where you were. 

“So, are we gonna order dinner now?” Steve asked as he approached, gesturing back towards inside. His nonchalant demeanor, especially in this case, was grating to both you and Daniel.

“Yeah, yeah, don’t start gnawing on the table legs. We’ll be there in a second,” Danny said with another parentified hand wave. He turned and knowingly shrugged to you when Steve turned back around to leave. You nodded to Danny and he placed a reassuring hand on your shoulder, waiting for you to move first. After a deep breath, you gave in, and headed back inside, Danny following beside you.

“Wait, what happened to Lynn?” Danny asked, processing the shift, and his increased blood pressure again, certain some blood vessel going to burst at this point.

“She, uh,” McGarrett scratched his chin, “decided to head home early,” he gradually admitted, his hand awkwardly illustrating the direction of her exit, before he crossed his own arms, inhaling a loud sniff through his nose. 

“You’re a complete idiot, you know that right?,” Danny retorted after a quick beat, reaching his limit of exasperation at human interactions and having overall concern.

“For what?” McGarrett innocently questioned.

“Everything,” Danny said and shook his head again, hands gripping the back of the empty chair in front of him for some form of strength. He leaned forward and took a breath. 

His voice was calm as he focused back to you and Steve, “I’m tired and done with this. Thank God everyone didn’t show up tonight or already left. And you, you’re paying the bill,” he pointed to McGarrett, before giving you a brief side hug, “I need to get away from here. Maybe I’ll run out into traffic. I don’t know. Goodnight to you insufferable people.” 

“Aww, come on Danny,” Steve called out as the man left, “There’s still appetizers!”

His arms fell to his sides, before turning back to face you. You, like Danny, were still in some mode of processing everything that happened, just in a less dramatic or vocal way than the detective. You eyed Steve in his dark shirt, and jeans, how the fiery orange indoor lighting made his eyes a deeper green and his skin an even warmer shade. The next words from his lips as distinct as the five o’clock shadow on his jawline,

“I’m sorry.” 

His voice was soft as he spoke the sentence, yet it maintained its brutality of honesty. You waited for him to continue.

“And, it’s not like I’d tell Danny this, but he’s right. I am an idiot.”

“For what?” You mirrored his prior phrase, your own voice uncertain with the feelings you were still trying to tie down.

“Well for starters, tonight,” he paused, before adding, “And for not asking this sooner, would you like to have dinner with me?” His lips formed a cautious smile.

“Yes,” you replied, your lips unable to hide your own grin, before continuing, “What else?”

Steve chuckled as he pulled out a chair for you to sit down. You took a seat, then he sat next to you. His body was more relaxed, no longer concerned with any camouflage. You two ordered your dinner, but you weren't going to let it go that easily.

“I’m still waiting for an answer.” You noted, intrigued, propping your elbows atop the table to rest your chin. You tilted your head at Steve, as you waited for his response, confidently and earnestly looking at the commander without hesitation or pretense.

A dorky yet completely charming smile spread across Steve’s face, as he raised his eyebrows, thinking, the warrior man’s eyes glinting in a way you hadn’t seen all night.

“For not doing this a long time ago,” he said, before he swiftly ducked his head and gently pressed his lips to yours. An unanticipated dreamy haze hitting you like a wave, despite the simple kiss. The restaurant busyness and room noise drifted away. You slowly opened your eyes, McGarrett’s ardent and proud expression encircling you. Reality filling in for what a related idea’s gaping hole had left you with. You could care less who was even around. The previous mess inside your chest was gone. Damn that tenacity, it carried through everything.

[slutforsilverfoxes]

You’re My Home

(or All I Ask Part 2)

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Cam,” you sang over your shoulder to the smiling building secretary as you made your way out of the high school. You got into your car and started heading home, pausing only to indulge in a sugary frappuccino on the way. As you drove, you planned out the rest of your evening- grading papers and nursing the half empty bottle of red wine you’d started drinking last Friday after yet another failed date, a typical Wednesday evening.

Or so you thought.

Your heart had physically leapt into your throat, it must’ve, because something was pressing against your trachea and not allowing you to bring air into your lungs. Your car angrily beeped at you as it came to an abrupt stop, narrowly avoiding a fender bender thanks to the automatic brake feature.

That man arguing with a shorter blonde male in the middle of the sidewalk, his foot pinning down a squirming and protesting brunette, was undoubtedly your first and only love. He was older, obviously, his jawline sharp where it was once soft with youth, and a smattering of grey in his dark locks; he was taller, broader, bigger, but you knew in the very depths of your soul that that was Steve- your Steve- standing just twenty feet away from you. Involuntary tears blurred your vision as you hastily pulled over to the curb, throwing your hazards on and stumbling out of the vehicle.

“Steve?” you croaked out, not daring to believe that he was here, over a decade later, standing on the very sidewalk where he’d taken you on your first date- out for ice cream and a sunset stroll on the beach after your biology final in eighth grade.

He turned toward the source of the voice calling his name, eyes widening almost comically as his gaze fell upon you.

And then he was running to you, calling out “Book him, Danno!” as he narrowly avoided the path of an incoming car speeding across the intersection, ignoring the driver’s curses and his partner’s indignant cries because he hadn’t heard your voice calling his name in god knows how many years but it was a sound he would never, could never forget.

He picked you up in his arms, your legs wrapping around his middle and your mouth molding to his like a puzzle piece slotting into its carefully crafted space. Kissing him was fire and ice, it was stars colliding, it was a distant memory, a dream, a miracle, it was coming home.

“Steve,” you breathed out, clinging to him, scared that if you let go the universe would whisk him away again. “How…?”

“I’ve been on the island for two months, working a task force for the Governor,” he explained softly, one hand cradling your head, the other caressing your back, the motion so familiar to him and the feeling of his hands so familiar to you that you were overcome with emotion. It was like both an eternity and no time had passed at all, like you were simultaneously here in the moment and back in his childhood home, recalling his gentle touches and sweet musings on the last night you spent together.

“I never thought I’d see you again,” you confessed, running your hands over his face, not daring to close your eyes for fear this was all some sort of sick dream.

“I thought you’d moved away, moved on, for sure,” he sighed out, stealing a quick glance to your left hand. You felt his heart beat pick up a few paces at the sight of your bare ring finger. “You didn’t…?”

You shook your head, feeling a few tears trickle down your cheeks. “I told you, Five-0,” the old nickname referencing his high school jersey brought a grin to his face that rivaled the sun itself, “I’d never love anyone the way that I loved- still love, you.”

He let you slide down his body, easing you to the ground carefully but still maintaining skin to skin contact. That sweet, goofy grin remained plastered to his face as he challenged conspiratorially, “Guess what I named my task force.”

“Tell me,” you whispered softly, tilting your face up to admire his beautiful blue eyes.

“Uh uh,” he shook his head. “You have to guess.”

You hummed, angling your head back and forth as if in deep thought. “Let’s see… ‘Steve’s Angels’. No, wait, I got it- ‘The M Team’?”

“Good to see you’re still a clown,” he chuckled appreciatively before growing serious. “It’s ‘Five-0’. It’s my way of reminding myself why I do what I do everyday. To make the world a little safer for the people I care about.”

“Oh Steve,” you sighed, feeling your heart soar with all the love you’d been holding onto for this man for over a decade. “There’s so much I need to tell you, so many things I’ve wanted to share with-”

“Hey!” You were cut off abruptly by the blonde you’d seen earlier now strutting up to the two of you, having delivered their charge into what you assumed was an undercover police vehicle. “What’s the matter with you, huh? I had to chase that son of a bitch down four blocks to arrest him- again!”

“Exercise is good for you, Danno,” Steve responded with a cheeky grin. “Besides, I had a very good reason,” he defended his actions, pulling you into his side and squeezing your waist. “This is Y/N. Y/N, this is Detective Danny Williams, my partner in crime and lesser half- in stature and status.”

Danny’s eyes widened at Steve as he processed his words, then narrowed in a glare, then widened again as he glanced back and forth between you two, choosing to let the jab slide- this time. “This- This is the Y/N, the love of your life, the one that got away?”

“This is my girl,” Steve nodded, pressing a kiss against your temple, the pride and love in his voice making you grateful that his arm was around you lest you float away in your dream state. “And I’m never letting her go again.”

After a decade and change of making it through the minutes, hours, days without the other half of your soul, you finally felt complete. Despite never having left the island, you felt like you’d come home.

Because you would never love anyone else the way you loved Steve McGarrett.

[fanficwritinggirl]

Mcdanno reunited

2 years after leaving Danny receives a phone call from Steve throwing his world into a spin once again. But it's Steve McGarrett, what else would he expect.

Chapter 1 - The Call

Danny Williams hated when people interrupted his sleep. Well the sleep that he did get, i mean after all that he has been through in his life there was no question to why he has sleepless nights. And tonight was not one of those nights. Tonight was a night where Charlie wasn't asking him to stay up playing games with him and Grace wasnt up late watching a tv show meaning he was able to go to sleep peacefully but then his god damn phone had to ring at 2 am. There wasnt many nights that Danny had been woken up to his phone in the middle of the night, not since Steve left.

After that Danny took some time off of Five 0, spend some time with the kids and get used to the fact that Steve wasnt there anymore, only returning about a year ago deciding that he wasnt going to be out in the field as much and let his team take the reigns. He was suprisinly content with the paperwork, maybe it was the fact that he knew that he was safe, that his kids didnt have to worry about him ending up in the hospital in life threating condition. He blamed it on his age, he wasnt getting older, but then there was a part of him that did think that maybe it was because he didnt have Steve around to make him do crazy things.

Danny groaned before turning around in his bed and grabbing his phone. He answers without looking at the caller ID.

"Hello" he grumbles whiping the sleep out of his eyes.

"Danno" a voice whispers. Danny stills. It couldnt be. A voice that he hadnt heared in 2 years. A voice that he heard every single day for 10 years. A voice that he longed to hear.

"Steve" he says back, sitting up fully. "Steve, hey are you alright" he asked concerned. He hears crying on the other side of the phone.

"Hey Steve, listen to me i need you to calm down okay. Tell me what the hell is going on" he pleads. His heart thumps against his chest, he felt like he couldnt breathe, the panic was too much.

"Oh Danno... i dont..." Steve starts before sobbing again. Danny gets out of his bed unable to sit anymore.

"Steve. Please what is going on. Where are you".

"Im at Cedars-Sinai" he whispers. Danny heart sinks.

"Your in a hospital" Danny asks paniced. This was good, being in a hospital was never a good thing.

"Why are you in the hospital, Steve. What happened to you," Danny couldnt handle this, Steve was in hospital, in California.

"Its not me that im here for" Steve says finally calming down a little bit. Danny felt himself finally breathe again. So Steve wasnt hurt, that was good but then that lef the question for why was he in a hospital.

"Why are you in a hospital then. Who do you know that's hurt" Danny questions more but then there is another voice on the phone.

"Mr McGarrett" a voice asks and then he can hear shuffling.

"Danny please come. I need you" is all that is said before the line goes dead.

"Steve" Danny asks into the phone but there is no reply. He moves the phone away from his ear and looking at the screen. He felt so many emotions, he was confused, scared, angry. What is it now that after 2 years that Steve decides to contact him.

Sitting down he puts his head in his hands and lets out a shaky breathe. Steve wants him to come to California. Steve needs him, but why now, its not like he needed Danny in the last 2 years. But Danny knew Steve better than anyone and he knew that Steve would never cry like that if something wasnt wrong. And God Danny hated that he was even considering getting on the next available flight to California but he was.

Grabbing his phone he looks up flights to California. God he was going to hate himself for this later. He books the flights and grabs a duffle bag from his closet putting as many clothes as he could into it, he didnt know how long he was going to be gone for.

Danny door opens slowly and Grace stands at the door rubbing her eyes. "Danno what are you doing" she asks him still processing the scene in front of her. Danny really didnt know how he was going to explain this to her. I mean its not every night that you wake up to your dad packing a bag frantically.

He sighs and stops for a second. "Im going to California" he tells her closing the closet door.

"California. Why are you going to California" she asks him confused. Danny steps in front of her and sighs.

"Steve is in California" he tells her and this really puts her mind into a spin.

"Steve. As in Uncle Steve is in California".

"Yes".

"Why are you going to see Steve. I mean i thought you werent speaking to him" she asks him and Danny sighs putting his hands to his hair.

"He rang. He's in hospital".

"Hospital" Grace asks frantically and Danny puts his hands on her shoulders calming her down.

"He's in hospital buts its not for him" he assures her and this leaves her more confused.

"What... what does that even mean," Danny groans.

"I dont even know honey. He wasnt saying much to me on the phone but something is wrong and i cant just leave him to figure it out on his own. He needs me" Danny explain closing his duffle bag.

"Danno" Grace says and Danny turns and looks at her.

"I know you love Uncle Steve" she starts. "And i know that you would do anything for him, but has it ever occured to you that he might walk out on you again if you let him back in" she asks him. Danny knew she was scared. She saw what he was like after Steve left. He wasnt the same Danno as he was. It was like light was taken out of him, the light that Steve had put into him and it was only now after 2 full years that he was finally starting to get back to normal.

Danny sighs before taking his daughter into his arms. "I know that your scared honey but i have to do this. I have to go to him" Danny explain and her grip around him gets tighter.

"I just dont want you to get hurt" she explains and Danny shakes his head.

"I won't. I won't let him hurt me again" Danny explains and Grace sighs.

"You can't guarentee that," Danny nods.

"I know. But i will do my best". Grace looks at her head and shakes her head.

"You know what, i am coming with you" she says turning on her heal and heading towards her room. Danny is stunned for a second before shaking his head.

"No you are not" he whisper yells at her as he follows into her room. She fishes out a bag from her closet and starts putting clothes into it like her father.

"Yes i am. If you are going to be around Steve again you need someone to keep you in check and there is no better person than me" Grace says firmly and Danny groans.

"Gracie i am a grown man i can handle myself" Danny tells her and she nods her head.

"I know but I hate seeing you hurt and im not going to allow you to be. So im coming" she says finally and Danny groans knowing that this was going nowhere.

"Who is meant to look after Charlie. I cant leave him on his own" Danny explains and Grace shrugs her shoulders.

"Getting junior and Tani to look after him. I mean Danno we have a big enough Ohana that there is bound to be someone who can look after him while we are gone". Danny knows that there is nothing that he can do to get her to stay so he decides to save his energy.

"Fine. I will call Tani and Junior, book your flight and as soon as they are here we are leaving" he tells her. She smiles at him and he turns walking out of the room. How is it that in the span of 10 minutes that Steve McGarrett can make his world go absolutly crazy.

After a quick converstation with Junior on the phone, Danny puts his and Graces bags down near the door before heading to Charlies room. Opening the door, he steps inside quietly walking towards Charlies bed and crouching down next to it.

"Hey, Charlie buddy can you wake up please" he asks shaking the boy slightly. The boy shuffles groaning.

"Dad" he asks confused as he turns his head to his father.

"Hey" Danny says quietly. "So I need to go away for a little bit" Danny explains and the younger boy looks at him confused.

"What do you mean. Where are you going" he asks and Danny gives him a small smile. "It's just a work thing. Im going to California".

"For how long?"

"I dont know but it shouldnt be too long. I'll be back before you know it".

"And is Gracie going too". Danny nods his head.

"Yeah she is. But uncle Junior and Aunt Tani are going to come and stay with you for tonight and then were are going to figure it all out okay" Danny explains. Charlie nods and reaches out and hugs his dad.

"You promise you wont be gone for to long right". Danny nods and hugs the boy tigher.

"Not to long. And hey" Danny pulls back. "I will bring you back something from California".

"Like an action figure" Charlie asks excitedly.

"Yeah an action figure if thats what you want okay" Danny says and Charlie beams excitedly. The door opens and Charlie and Danny look at Grace as she stands in the door.

"Tani and Junior are here" she explains and Danny nods before turning his head.

"We have to go now buddy but we will be back before you know it" he says hugging his son again and giving him a kiss on his forehead. "I love you".

"I love you too Danno". Danny pull back, standing up and walking towards the door. Grace walks towards Charlie, kneeling down and giving him a hug. Danny watches the scene from the door with a smile on his face.

The front door opens and Tani and Junior walking in looking at Danny as he stands in the doorway. Danny nods his head at them and walks over towards them.

"What is going on Danny" Tani asks him.

"Yeah why are you going to California" Junior asks. Danny sighs.

"I dont know much yet" Danny starts and Junior and Tani are even more confused.

"Steve is there" Danny states and this causes Tani and Junior to look at each other confused. It had been 2 years since anyone had heard from Steve. They didnt know why he had called after all of this time but they werent suprised that the first person he called was Danny.

"Why is he is California" Tani asks. Danny shrugs.

"I dont know. All i know is that he is in hospital. That he's not hurt but that he needs me," and that made it all make sense. Tani and Junior knew that Danny would drop everything for Steve in the blink of an eye, without thinking twice and they also knew that Steve would never admit that he needed someone unless he really needed them.

"Do you know anything more" Tani asks and Danny shakes his head.

"No but i know what hospital he is at and I will ring as soon as i know something," and that was enough for Tani and Junior.

Grace closes the door behind her and the 3 older adults all look at her. "I got Charlie back to sleep telling him that if he went back to sleep that you two would make him pancakes in the morning" she explains and Danny laughs at his daughters bargining. Tani and Junior shake their heads with a grin on their faces.

"Well looks like we are going to have to put our cooking skill to the test tomorrow if we are going to make pancakes. We are going to have to beat Danny" Junior says. Tani laughs as Danny has his mouth open wide in shock.

"Hey you two can not beat Danno alright. Its impossible" Danny exclaims and the other 3 laugh.

"We will see. We'll have to get Charlie verdict in the morning then" Tani says and Danny holds his finger out at the pair.

"I will hold you to that".

Grace laughs grabbing the bags. "Dad we really should get going" she explains and then they are brought back to reality. The reality of why they are all here in the first place. Danny looks at her and nods. A knott starts growing in his stomach.

"Okay" he says simply before opening the door. Grace walks out past him and to the car and Danny turns to Tani and Junior.

"We will text when we land and call when we know something" he explains and they nod. Danny nods and them before turning and walking towards the car. He get in the front as Grace had put the bags in the back and turn the car on. As he drives out of the driveway he looks in the mirror seeing Tani and Junior waving goodbye to them. And for the first time that night, it finally hits him that he is leaving to see Steve. He is going to see Steve.

[chayahyt]

Creators tickle a Clone

Warning: this is a tickle fic, so if you aren't comfortable, Get out of here!! Anyway, let's get this show on the road.

It was a normal day at Danno's apartment, Riggy was just chilling and Danno was on his computer. All was simple and quiet, even though, Someone was always bothering them.

Preston was up to his usual shenanigans, always bothering the duo until one day somthing happened.

Preston teleported to Danno's apartment, ready to annoy them *sigh* "What do you want now Clone Riggy?" Danno asked annoyed, having it be the fourth time this week. "Oh you know what what paper boy."

Danno sighed, he never liked the nickname 'paper boy' "I told you stop calling me that" Danno replied. "Oh, I'm sorry, NOT!" Preston shouted. "Hey, leave him alone!" Riggy shouted. "Shut up you freak" Preston yelled then turned his attention back to Danno, grinning.

"I just wanted to visit you two, today." Preston told them. The duo, suspicious, asked him why, but the indigo rabbit just replied with "Oh, I can't tell you." What? Confused, they asked why but he just kept his mouth shut, not wanting to tell them. "You know Clone Riggy, if you won't tell us, we're gonna have to force you to" Riggy warned. Did he listen? Nope, "Okay then Clone Riggy, Riggy started. "You've asked for it." And with that said, Riggy tackled him to the ground, falling onto his back, and Danno came over to them and helped the Blue Runkey pin him down. "H-Hey! Get off of me you, EEP! Preston squealed when he felt Riggy's tail on his right foot. "Oh, is the pasta man ticklish?" Danno asked teasingly. "Of-of course not you guys" Preston stammered. "Nah, I'm not buying that." Riggy replied. With that being said, Riggy started tickling Preston's lower ribs and used his tail on his feet while Danno tickled his underarms. "AHAHAHA WILL YOU TWO STAAHAHAP!?!!? Preston laughed. "Hehehe, Tickle tickle Preston." Danno teased. "Ready to talk now?" Preston took some breaths before shouting out "NEVEHEHEHER!!!!" "Okay then." Danno replied, and continued on.

Riggy then used his tail to tickle his other foot, while squeezing at his hips, making Preston's laughter increased in octave. "You know, I think this is payback for all the times you tried take over our channel and steal my tail. So IU think it's pretty fair." Riggy said to Preston. "SHUHUT UAHAHAHP!!!" Preston laughed. "Haha, Okay, okay we'll stop now." Danno replied, and with that, Danno and Riggy stopped tickle-attacking Riggy's clone, Letting Preston catch his breath.

Once he calmed down, he told him that he will be back "I'm getting revenge on both of you for this. MARK MY WORDS!!!" Before teleporting away.

"Hmm...... hey Riggy" Danno called. "Do you think he'll be back?" "I dont know Danno, I doubt it though." Riggy chuckled.

-The End

[ellena-asg]

For the tumblr game: Danno

Thank you, Meri! ♥️

So, Danny...

Sexuality Headcanon:

The same as Steve's. Ever since I watched the show I see them both as "not hetero, not gay, not bi but the secret X thing" 😉

At the begining I felt they're aromantic (and forced so much by the show writers to woo/date/marry ladies) and I still feel they're definitely platonic when they interact with other people. But to each other - they're super romantic.

They're best friends and they're the special ones to each other. They feel (real) attraction/love only to each other. So I headcanon both Danny and Steve as definitely uniromantic and The Pilot is a very special episode to me cause the scene in the garage is like kind of "Geez, I'm interested. In THAT way. For the first time in my life I really fucking feel... Geez!" (also: "Gosh, I'm in love. With this irritating handsome guy? Gooood, Jeeeeesus, Maaaary, Anyone?" 😂).

So, uniromantic. And they're the first and only characters in my fandom life whom I see in this way 🙂

Gender Headcanon:

Man. Cis.

A ship I have with said character:

Only Steve, only McDanno ♥️

A BROTP I have with said character:

In some way it's still Steve. Best friends forever - being married doesn't change it 😉

But speaking about completely platonic brotp: Chin. Chin is like an older brother. But Lou and Jerry and Kame, all boys in Ohana are true brothers ♥️ And ladies! ♥️ Kono is his sister so much! Mary too. Abby. I also love his brotp with Amy (Meka's wife). And of course Gracie! His daughter is his brotp. His Big Friend!

What I see on screen is also brotp-to-be: Danny & Sang Min. Seriously, both are Daddies, they love their kids so much, they'll do everything for them. They understand each other as fathers (scene in the prison and in Danny's car/on the beach ♥️). They both are loyal to Ohana. They ARE Ohana. And both are sassy and silver tongued 😂 (just imagine poor Stevie with these two 😂😂😂). Both are Masters of Dorkness. In Sarcasm they trust.

And sometimes they both are BAMF! Sang once was on the dark side and Danny... when he fights for victims or his Ohana, for Grace and Steve especially, when he's furious or in vigilante mood, yeah sometimes he's close to darkness, he knows the Fire (like in that episode with Marco Reyes).

And they both would give Steve their livers (Danny gave his part and Sang: "I woulda offered you my liver, McGurrett, but we both know it’s no god" 😄).

Oh, and Danny is from Jersey, Sang is from China but they both love Hawaii and it's their home forever.

A NOTP I have with said character:

Any person who is not Steve 😉 Speaking about show's canon ones: Melissa (I like her but she and Danny are veeery NOTP), Gabby (l love her much but again: NOTP with Danny). Other ladies he dated. But especially: Rachel (sorry, I'm allergic to abusers). She and her family were highly toxic to Danny and Grace. She's like Doris, even worse sometimes. I feel anxious (and mad at show writers) every damn time she's somewhere near Danny or Ohana generally.

A random headcanon:

I once had a dream about Danny so here is my a bit angsty fluffy AU with happy end:

Kono (like in the canon) feels tired and sad and thinks about leaving Five-0 and going (with Adam) to the mainland & fighting with human traffic criminals. Chin and Abby think about living in San Francisco. Max and Sabrina think about Africa. Meanwhile Rachel comes (with her mother Amanda) to Hawaii (Rachel was somewhere far away with Stan) and claims she is sorry and wants Danny back. Williamses from Jersey also come to Hawaii. They more and more ask Danny about Rachel. Bridget mentions that they all miss Danny in Jersey.

Stevie is devastated, he is sure that Danny will go to Jersey with his family and with Rachel. For sure "for Gracie". He also can't imagine living in Hawaii without almost whole Five-0, his Ohana. So Steve decides that he will go back to the Navy (*drama*). Danny is devastated. Governor Sam is devastated too, no Kono, no Chin, no Max, no Steve and no Danny... He thinks that Five-0 has no future and promises Lou and Jerry that he'll find them a new job.

Clara, hearing about Five-0 news, says that her cousin from Italy has mentioned recently there's a job offer in Italian police with higher rank and higher salary and so on. Rachel's mother is like "oh, Italy, finally some civilized place and a job for ambitious people". Danny's family is like "Well, your friends want to leave Hawaii, we're so sorry honey, but... maybe you'll think about Italian offer? Your grandma spoke Italian, you are so brilliant, you can learn it too and...". Rachel smiles and smiles and is soo sure that she will go to Italy with Danny and Grace (sorry, I've got issues with Charlie's plot so he isn't there 😂).

So all other Ohana members talk now about The Four and Max and so on leaving them. Kono, Max, Chin and Steve decide they will leave Hawaii next year. Governor then says to Danny "Better take that job in Italy, Danny. It's a really good offer".

Danny is like "What the hell they all are talking about?!". He only listens to them and says nothing. He's too much anxious, surprised, devastated and veeeery pissed off. What? No Kono, Adam, Chin, Abby, Sara, Max, Sabrina... No Steve the hell???!!! No Hawaii?! No Ohana?! No Five-0? He and who? Rachel? Buahahahahha. No funny. No fair. Nightmare! She will never change, he knows. And he can't love her. And he loves... Steve. And why the hell they all are so sure he is okay with this? He's NOT okay. They can't decide what is better for him - Italy, Jersey, no Hawaii. Seriously? All he wants is his home, his Honolulu. His beloved job and beloved police unit. His beloved Hawaiian people. And beaches. Pineapples. His Ohana. His whole Ohana. And Steve the hell. And Grace. No Rachel, no Italy, just NO.

Danny is so devastated. He's sure that he'll never see his guys again. He'll never see... Steve. He's in his darkest mood. Anxiety attacks, panic attacks, ANGER attacks, they come back to his head.

One day at some party he drinks too much. Gracie sees it. Some other day when he and Grace are crossing the street Danny is almost hit by a car cause he suddenly stood still like frozen and Grace had to scream his name to make him safe. He generally is more and more quiet, each day he looks like "something bad happened" and even though he pretends all is okay, he's good, Gracie sees it all.

One day she just asks. He says all is okay. She then says she feels him cause she doesn't want to leave either. She wants Ohana. Uncle Steve. And Danno, her beloved daddy. He asks her about Jersey, Italy, Rachel. She says NO, NO and... NO. She says that she knew he's sad and she knows how much he loves this place and these people. And her. She says he can't always think only about her. And that he CAN always have both: her and uncle Steve. "What you mean, Monkey?" he asks.

She says she noticed his reaction on Rachel and Amanda (and also Williamses' words about leaving Hawaii) and wanted to know finally what's going on. So one day, when Danny was sleeping hard in the living room (when he drank a bit too much beer for a second time) she checked his room to find "anything". And she finally found. His old letters/messages to Rachel and to the court. She also found something like his diary or letters-never-sent. There was all in them, Danny's pain, truth about his marriage, about her grandmother and mother's cruel plan aka You Will Never See Grace Again, his fear that he would lose Gracie, his love for Grace and Ohana. His pain after losing Matthew. His memories of wanting to kill himself when Rachel took Grace. His bad days and good days. His soul healing in Hawaii with Ohana. With Grace. With Steve. And photos. There were many photos of Ohana being together. And happy.

So, Grace tells Danny that everything will be all right. That NOW they're Super Team. They have to fight for the happiness. They're staying in Hawaii. They need to change Ohana's minds by showing them how wonderful this land is. How many people still need Five-0. How much they all love each other. Danny is amazed. Grace talks and talks. She has so many ideas. One of them is: Gracie will go to court with Danny and say she wanna be under Danny's sole custody (cause the situation and Gracie's feelings have changed so much). She says that the judge will listen to her and she doesn't need as much money as Rachel to win. Danny is speechless. Then Grace says: "We're staying here. Forever. We need to be more Hawaiian, daddy". She has a plan. Danny is very intrigued.

Danny and Grace, when they're with Ohana, pretend they are excited about Italy. Danny says he and Grace learn a lot about their "promised land" (nature, culture, whole history etc) and they also learn "language of love", "language of their Ohana" (Clara is happy and thinks about her mother 😂) with Captain Tanaka's help (his wife knows Italian and some other languages). Lou jokes that Tanaka helps Danny cause he never liked Danny much and that Tanaka is happy that Danny will leave this land. Danny laughs and only says "Maybe, maybe not". When they are like "So, maybe you'll show us your language skills?", Danny says "No, not now". And when they try to ask Mrs Tanaka about Danny's progress, she only joyfully says "He learns so fast, he's truly a brilliant mind, what a memory, what a voice, when he talks I can see all: the sun, the sea, sand, the wind... he melts my heart, he sounds... like his people. His level? He'll be native one day, I'm sure!". Rachel is happy. Steve is devastated.

One year later. Steve, Kono and so on organize the Farewell Party. With looooong tables, with a big stage and microphones (to say Aloha to all their people), with flowers and all that jazz. There are so many people there on the beach. All of them. Whole Ohana and their little Ohanas. All people who know Five-0: survivors (rescued - forever grateful - victims), Hawaiian people, Ruth, Dekker, Victoria models, guy from the gun store, aunt Deb and her Leonard, HPD, SWAT, Williamses, absolutely everyone. So, they all celebrate and then Amanda says "So, Daniel. Your language teacher claims you're a master now. It's time to prove it, right?". Rachel's face is like "Aww, Italy, we're coming. I only need Danny to like me hmmm how to change his mind...". Steve fights with his pain. Deb asks "Maybe some song for your Ohana?". Danny smiles. "For my Ohana, you say? Well, I did it all to save my Ohana so...". When he said "to save my Ohana" all eyes were on Rachel and Grace. Danny continues: "So yeah, I can sing for Ohana too. Come on, Monkey. We'll do it together".

So they all wait there to hear some Italian words but then, on stage, Gracie grabs something and... she starts playing on ukulele. Then Danny starts singing... in the absolutely Perfect and Beautiful Hawaiian. He's singing Hawai'i 78. Soon Gracie is singing with him. All people around are in damn shock 😂😂😂 Kawika, Mamo, Kono's mama, all native guys are like *we're sorry, our brains are now loading, please wait a while*. Chin, Kono, Danny's parents... Lou, Mary, Gerard, Odell, Kame, Sang Min 😂 They all CAN'T BELIEVE 😂 And Stevie... Gosh, he can't breathe. Somebody ventilate him, quickly! 😆 Rachel? She realizes that she lost.

When Danny and Grace sing "Cry for the gods, cry for the people, cry for the land that was taken away and then yet you'll find... Hawai'i" - Steve and their Ohana, they all have tears in their eyes.

Soon Danny and Grace sing (with sassy smiles on their faces) some other Hawaiian songs for Ohana and in the end they and Steve and all Ohana talk about their feelings, Gracie explains her and Danny's plan to save Ohana, Danny finally fights with his anxiety, insecurity and all other demons and asks all his sunshines to stay with him in Hawaii. He whispers Hawaiian "I love you" in Steve's ear. Ohana laughs, they ask if Danny is bewitched or what. He answers "By you guys, yeah".

Of course all will stay in their beloved land, Five-0 is safe, Ohana is safe, all are happy together. They cry and laugh. Rachel comes and starts ranting and shouting at Danny but then Gracie gives her a card and only says: "What? You'll take me away from Danno? Not this time. By the way, it's MY lawyer's number. Call him. Goodbye!". Steve needs some air again 😂 Clara and Eddie are soooo happy that Danny finally fights for himself SO MUCH. They understand all and Clara is like "Hmm, Eddie, maybe WE TOO will have a home here?" 😆 And Eddie is like "But they don't have Papa's Tomato Pies here, honey. And you know, I love our place in Jersey and... We can visit. They can visit. You know".

Okay, I just wanted to say that my random headcanon is that Danny loves Hawaii more and more and one day he wants to be "one of these people totally" so he learns Hawaiian. Because he CAN. And because he is like One Big Surprise. He's booooorn to be wiiiiiild 😂 (and here he's free thanks to Gracie, he's determined and motivated and "I'll show you all!" 💪💪💪).

General Opinion over said character:

Danny? Danny is The Sunshine. The Warrior. The Protector. Care Bear Number One. He's anxious and strong. He's sassy and kind. He's sensitive and BAMF! He's wise. He's a lovely dork. He's the best parent, son and friend ever. He's Steve's everything. He is a great cop/detective. He CARES about people so much (and much more than about himself). His heart is golden. He's precious. Soo precious. Ohana loves him. Fandom loves him. He deserves absolutely the best! ♥️♥️♥️ We all can write looooong essays about him and his kindest heart, right? 😍

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top!steve thank u so much 💘

From these m/m gif sets

Gif Number 4

With Top!Steve with silver hair! Established McDanno Explicit stuff happens closer to the bottom!

"I hear work's been a bitch while I've been away."

Steve sighs and runs his hand through his hair. He's been so busy that he hasn't had time to get a trim. It's not really the length that bothers him as much as the color that greets him whenever he looks at his reflection. If work wasn't keeping him busy, he'd probably fallen into temptation and dyed it by now.

"I've scold you about lousy timing to head back to Jersey, but I know it's business not pleasure."

"Not without you here...but what if you were?"

"Everything okay?" Was the first question out of him. Danny being far away always left him with some level of unease. Between them he was the one to attract more random chaos, but Danny wasn't immune to it. Calculating distance and time of travel until he could reach his Danno immediately course through his mind as he thinks up a dozen different ways Danny's testifying could have turned ugly.

"I'm fine," Danny reassured him. "There's a Mets game coming up. I know a guy who can get me great seats for a good deal."

"Dinner with your parents after?"

"...after -after. Sure. But like...after the game...and after a night of you and me painting the town red."

Steve smiled from ear to ear at hearing that's all it was, "Miss me?"

"Maybe."

"Just maybe? Well maybe I'm too swamped to go," Steve teased.

"No you're not. You're probably already looking up flights."

"Bold of you to assume I don't already have them memorized."

"If I weren't so in love with you, Steven, that'd be creepy."

"But you're so in love with me, it's undeniable. It's unbearable to be far away from me. And you miss me. A lot?" As cocky as he started that, the last bit came out with some of his insecurity.

But Danny reassured him without pause, "More than a lot. I already booked your flight. Details are in your email. I gotta go. I'll call you later, okay? Love you."

"Love you too. See you soon, Danno."

~~~~~~~~~

Steve planned to do something about his hair before his trip, but they stumbled into a crime spree that threatened his entire trip. His dedication to see Danny and keep their promise game-date pushed him to the limit and he and the rest of 5-0 managed to solve the most dire cases.

Whatever plans he had to get his hair dyed or cut, were out of the question and as silly as he felt, the whole flight it was something that wouldn't leave him.

The trip was only going to be a few days, so his carry on meant he didn't have to wait to go and find Danny.

It doesn't take him long to spot Danny, and seeing him smile as he approaches makes all other thoughts disappear. Danny greets him by pulling him close by the shirt and down for a fierce and passionate kiss. Steve feels a slight bump on his head from the baseball cap Danny had been wearing, but it gets knocked off and their kiss is all that matters.

When they pull apart, Danny bends down to pick it up and puts it back on. It's then that Steve notices another, matching cap, in Danny's other hand.

"Not a lei. But uh...translated equivalent?" Danny asked with a small grin. His focus shifts a bit as he takes in Steve with better detail. The slightly longer hair that's salt and pepper colored instead of just black. Steve can practically hear the yelling of his old CO about his appearance since his stubble was nearly a full beard, giving off plenty of silver coloring to him too.

"You know we've been busy and I just didn't have the time to-"

"Fuck, you're hot!"

Before Steve could utter another sound, Danny took off his cap and pulled Steve back in for another, though more possessive kiss.

When they pulled apart, Steve felt confidence replace the insecurity he's carried during the trip. Rubbing his hand over his face and then through his hair, he asked, "This do it for you, Danno?"

"Let's get to the hotel and I'll show you exactly how much it does." ~~~~~~~~~~~ The buttons on Steve's shirt scattered everywhere when Danny tore his shirt open. Before he could make some sort of remark about Danny owing him a new one, he was being pushed onto the bed. Danny straddled him and kissed him before he could utter a word, running his fingers through Steve's hair. Gripping tightly and giving Steve a tug as a way to pull away from the kiss.

"I want you so fucking bad, Steve."

His nerves that nearly made him terrified of being undesirable to Danny were completely evaporated. The heat in Danny's eyes, the way his hands roamed and made quick work of getting rid of their clothing until they were both completely naked, feeling how hard Danny was as he rutted against Steve....

His tentativeness was replaced by his own heat and desire that grew to match Danny's. Steve turned them around and pushed Danny onto the bed. Nestling himself between Danny's legs, Steve caressed his way up Danny's thighs up his torso, caressing his pecs and leaning in to swirl his tongue around his nipple. Peppering kisses up to Danny's neck where he began to leave some new marks.

While he works on Danny's neck, his hand snakes its way between them and fondles Danny for a bit before reaching further. Smirking into Danny's neck he felt proof of his and Danny's late night phone calls.

Pulling the plug out, he drinks up Danny's moan before kissing him. Less frantic, yet still passionate they make-out as Steve presses the head of his cock against Danny's hole and moans Danny's name as inch by inch he pushes in until he's fully sheathed inside. He stills, peppering kisses anywhere he can reach as he gives Danny time to adjust. It doesn't take long as Danny's too eager and needy and wanting Steve to move.

The strength Steve gets from being a turn on to Danny despite his insecurities and grey hairs, makes him feel ten years younger. Energy he didn't think he'd have anymore returns to him and he's basically lifted Danny as he fucked him, bounding him on his cock. Stealing kisses her and there while Danny wrapped his arms around Steve and held on for dear life. Even with cock untouched, Danny cried out and came, coating both of their abdomens with his come and clenching around Steve.

He rested Danny back onto the bed and slowed down his thrust, fingers intertwined, and looking into each other's eyes. Steve filled Danny up before collapsing on top of him.

They panted as they caught their breath.

"How about instead of painting the town red, I coat you in white?Inside and out?" Steve asked with a smirk.

Danny ran his hand through Steve's hair, gripping it and pulling him for a kiss, "So long as we're not late for the game. Sounds like heaven, babe."

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Alive human Side AU concepts moment

Hi! Hi!, I have many concepts of Alive human side AU but lazy to draw it, I have other bad brainrots on other fandom sorry for not being active on Phandom but I will show you how many concepts and plots this AU has

A poll for…

Oh god I made a poll just to defend whether or not calling Alive human!Danny in AU as Soot permanently or not- I'm still calling Alive human!Danny as Soot is here to prevent confusion ahahah 👍

Relationship with Clockwork

So after reading a fanfic & knowing that motive and how Clockwork changes the timeline…

I DIDN'T EXPECT THAT A CLOCKWORK TO GIVE DANNO 'A LESSON' OH MY GOD- DANNY WAS JUST 14 YEARS OLD AND NAIVE AND THE CLOCKWORK TRAUMATED HIM IN THE WORST WAY EVER-!!

So- for how many reasons does Soot hate ClockWork so much. He hated how Clockwork made a younger version of him go through such a horrific traumatic experience by having him fight Dan only to create a branching timeline where Dan didn't exist.

Rationality and morality Soot doesn't like and is very much against clockwork's decisions sounding very selfish just to teach his younger version a 'lesson', Danny is naive and very stressed with exams he just needs to be given enough motivation and support to not cheat and also not to let damn nasty burger sauce from exploding… Soot always thinks why Clockwork doesn't help him or something? He can still save his timeline from Dan with how much help he can defeat Dan then get back to get half of his ghosts back & anyrhing will be okey but it never happen he feels unfair… plus now Dan is kind of symbolic of the 'Paradox' now because he exists outside of the timeline and that makes Clockwork's actions is more like a fatal failure for him.

Beta concept

At first I wanted Soot to return to the timeline that Soot changed & disguised himself as someone who works at Fenton Works… This is really the initial concept, the motive here is unknown (because my head is empty thinking about the plot)… But this plot is still can be maintained I think.

I can make fanfic but I doubt I can make it very good, I just made concept for fun… So if you want to use my concept for fanfic I totally okey- just credit me and tag me because I want see and read it 👉👈 hehehehe

relationship with Valerie

I want to focus this AU on Grey Ghost… They deserve more screen time and more development between them.

Soot is somewhat obsessed with being by Valerie side because all these years Soot has felt incomplete, empty & lifeless because his half ghost side is the embodiment of most of his desires… Without it he like walking corspe everday… But when he is with Val something awakens something in him, love? Obsession? Soot doesn't know but he feels alive again when he's with Valerie. On the other hand Valerie is filled with guilt for not being able to prevent the creation of Dan and help Danny, sometimes she tries too hard to be strong and blames herself… When Soot comes to Amity Park to help... Val she feels he is familiar with Soot but she doesn't believe him, she has heard that Soot is a crazy man who blows up something & it bad. But Soot always gets too sticky and it always ends up in them always being together. At end Valerie knows Soot is Danny but she likes this version of Danny too much Soot is charismatic but has no purpose…

Random themes for them (also compatible with c!tntduo if you don't mind) pog-

I want to redesign Alive human!Danny a bit but… Pls… + personal note

I MISS C/Q!TNTDUO!!! I MISS GREY GHOST!!! DEAR GOD— I MISS MY LITTLE MEOW MEOW!! *CRYING* and sorry if i typo guys :'[