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Danny and Dick soulmates
At birth, each person has a ring on his finger, showing a connection with a soulmate. When kindred spirits find each other, the rings glow, and then change color.
During a family trip, it so happens that in the evening Dick gets lost in the woods. Because of the darkness, he quickly loses the direction from which he came.
Going out into the clearing, Dick sees the fire of the window. Someone lives here! Maybe they'll take him back? When he reaches the gate, Dick makes sure that the window of this particular house is lit. The ring on her finger throbbed strangely. But Dick was more worried about how to get back to his family than this pulsation. Oh, he managed to leave the phone in the cottage.
Opening the gate and going to the door, Dick knocked, waiting for an answer. The connection was too excited to ignore. What is it?
When Dick wanted to knock a second time, the door opened and a gun was pointed at him. A very strange gun with green inserts.
Standing in front of him was a boy barely older than Tim, with disheveled black hair and bright blue eyes. His look was tired and angry, and with bags under his eyes, the boy could compete with Bruce (and Dick was not sure of Bruce's victory). The guy's body was wearing shorts and a T-shirt that opened up a view of his scarred hands. In addition to the usual cuts, there were traces of bullet wounds, bites, lacerations, burns, claw marks (nothing passed from Dick's experienced gaze), but most of all Dick was startled by the figures of Lichtenberg on the boy's skin. They started from the left hand, passing from the hand to the shoulder, rising up, passing to the neck and passing all the way to the right hand. God, what did this boy go through?
But before the guy could ask something, the rings on the hands of both guys lit up with a bright light. The boy in front of him gaped in surprise, but did not release the gun. Dick was as startled as the guy, staring at him.
When the rings went out and changed color, Dick was finally convinced that his soulmate was in front of him. To be honest, dreaming of soulmate, Dick imagined a buxom tall brunette with whom he would have a quiet peaceful life, with two children and a dog, and not a gloomy teenager beaten by life, whose name Dick does not even know.
Although Dick was still in thought, staring blankly at the ring, the guy came to himself first. He lowered the gun and asked what Dick wanted from him in the middle of the night. Dick started up and replied that he was lost in the woods and went to the light of the window in the hope of help. The boy raised an eyebrow, but didn't seem surprised.
The guy said that Dick is not the first one who gets lost in this forest and offered to stay the night, because only complete idiots walk through the forest in the middle of the night, and in the morning go to the cottages. Dick agreed, the guy let him into the hut, but before closing the door, the boy looked into the forest for a long time. Muttering something to himself, the guy closed the door; Dick exhaled, not realizing that he was holding his breath. The guy turned the key and closed the chain, still frowning.
The boy took a cane standing against the wall, ordered to follow him and turned around to go deeper into the house. Dick really wanted to make a joke, but he realized that he was in the wrong position and just followed the boy. What the hell has this guy been through?
In less than a minute, the guy led him into a spacious cozy room with a sofa. The guy said to stay here, and he left through one of the doors. While Dick was looking out the window, he heard the rattle of a cane, turned around and saw a guy with a tray in his hand. There was a carafe of water and a glass on the tray. If the guy had smiled and put his hand behind his back, Dick would have thought it was young Alfred. There was a grace in this guy that he thought only Alfie possessed.
The boy put the tray on the table and said that Dick would stay in this room, water for him, the toilet was two doors to the left and the guy would wake him up around eight, after breakfast they would go to the cottages, the house was locked at night, so he shouldn't try to get out of it. But he never gave his name.
As soon as Dick had time to open his mouth to ask the guy what his name was, the boy leaned on his cane, narrowed his eyes and warned that he was sleeping very lightly and if Dick became a threat to him or the house, he would shoot him in the knee or head without a twinge of conscience. Depending on the circumstances. Saying good night, the boy left the room, closing the door behind him, not paying attention to the fact that his interlocutor did not close his mouth.
For a few more seconds, Dick heard the sound of the cane on the wooden floor, until it died down after the click of another door. Dick poured himself some water and decided that he would find a way to help his soul mate. But first we need to get to know this boy. And he will start with the name.
Danny: I'm a very light sleeper, so if you try to rob me or kill me, I won't look that you're my soul mate and I'll shoot you in the head. If you make noise and disturb my sleep, then the knee. Good night.
Danny: * leaves*
Dick: * batting his eyes owlishly * this is not how I imagined our first meeting.
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This idea has been spinning in my head for a very long time and I hope that someone will write it
#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#crossover#danny fenton#dick grayson#dick gryson x danny fenton#Danny has a cane#Batfamily has one brain cell#Batfamily are not surprised that Dick's soulmate was found in the middle of nowhere#Bruce is not surprised by another black-haired blue-eyed traumatized child in the family#Alfred is already preparing the guest room#Dick is not surprised that he met soulmate in the forest thicket#but not to say that he is strongly against it
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Laurens had for many years served the empire, both as a soldier and as an engineer. Although he cared not for it, his skills were valued and it distracted him from the feeling of lacking any life purpose.
And he was acutely aware that it was only a matter of time before recent permanent injuries would cause him to be discharged from the imperial army for good. His engineering was always overshadowed by others, and he only really shone thanks to his impeccable skills with the sword. He knew that he had to secure his place if he were to stand a chance of enduring life itself.
He didn’t have many hopes for his first experiments to work, although he began closely studying the science surrounding aether manipulation for any source of inspiration. This gradually became an obsession of his as he sought more and more means to improve his ideas and inventions, and once he realized he was onto something with great potential he began gathering all manner of materials crystals, both by purchase and theft. All while hiding his activities from his comrades and superiors, conducting experiments on himself restlessly.
His efforts bore fruit, and Laurens invented a weapon from magitek machinery capable of replicating restorative magicks, similar to those of a conjurer or white mage. The final design had been finicky and incredibly tricky to build, but he had perfected the means of artificial aether manipulation. And now it was his to use as he pleased.
The invention did come with a price, through the constant and necessary resupplying of crystals, as well as needing to plant a multitude of contraptions within his own body, fundamentally conjoining himself to his weapon… but those were nothing for learning to circumvent the limitations defining pureblood garleans.
The project had changed something within Laurens however, and while he was already infamous for his nonchalant ruthlessness on and outside the battlefield, he no longer cared to entertain the authority of the higher-ups of the army. His sudden healing abilities were met with confusion and wariness, and it didn't help that his thefts and shady dealings over time had begun to surface. He laughed after the ordeal, for he knew he had been lucky that he had managed to escaped with only a further worsened limp and a ruined eye.
Now the empire is dead, and so he belongs to no one; he is free from the shackles of usefulness and purpose, having had a true taste of what power is. Nowhere is home, his playground is everywhere.
And with all the freedom in the world, he is more than eager to test the limitations of his freshly reconstructed flesh. In between “field experiments” he rests his middle aged bones at various inns, charming pretty and naive men into his bed with him… only to vanish before the sun has risen, leaving them to deal with his painfully long tavern and inn bills.
#ffxiv#midlander#hyur#garlean empire#so i have a problem with that i have tons of concepts i really fucking adore but i dont share much since theyre on alts#he goes by the name laurens viator avenius and is in his early/mid 40s#he has (had?) wife and children who he felt nothing for whatsoever because hes horrible#and considered himself to be like a walking corpse up until his discovery and invention#he is charming though not very kind#he values his own ambitions before anything else#but if a dudes nice on the eyes and easy to tease and make fun of he gladly sits in their lap and lets them be above him in bed#also you cant tell from these screens i think but he has sideburns#+ his cane also serves as a walking cane#nifty double purpose thing right there#so thank you for coming to ''danny drops alt screens and lore and then never brings them up again''#though this guy makes me miss rping#maybe one day ill dip my toes back in hmhmhm#laurens#laurens viator avenius#excuse potential writing errors btw i yolod while lazy eyed and cant proof read#final addition his middlen name is amadeus because i think its funny
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A Broken Sort or Normal, Epilogue
WC:1383, Masterpost
Danny glances up from his fight to fit the cufflink into the sleeve of his rich blue suit and smiles at what he sees in the mirror.
“You know, it’s supposed to be bad luck to see the bride before the wedding.”
Wally grins, easily, from where he leans against the door frame. “I’m the one in white so I think I’m the bride, in this case.”
“Oh, so putting the bad luck all on me?” Danny asks as he turns to appreciate how his fiancée looks. Wally really is stunning in his white on white tux. Danny hadn’t been able to stomach the idea of traditional black and white tuxes, not with Phantom still being such a raw wound. Wally hadn’t minded in the least going with a brighter color palette.
“Never,” Wally promises. “We’ll face whatever comes together.”
It’s a vow that Danny unquestionably trusts. Since the curse broke, Wally has been there for every step of it— and Danny has needed a lot of help with steps. Danny’s weakened core not only handicapped him as a ghost but as a living. Many days Danny is able to pass through it all relatively unaffected, other than the cold ache that has settled into his bones, but other days are harder. Other days Danny walks with canes braced against his arms. Other days Danny needs his wheelchair. Other days he can hardly get out of bed unless he goes ghost. And through it all Wally has done everything that he can to make things easy for Danny.
They have a house now, one story and carefully renovated so that on the days Danny needs the wheelchair he can still move around easily. There are electric blankets and soft pillows and this ridiculous massive bean bag that’s big enough for them to both sink into on the bad days.
And there are good days too. There are days where the aches are just a background note, days it all doesn't hurt so much, days where he can fly. Oh how Danny had missed flying. Of all the things that came with being a halfa, flying is what Danny had missed most– not because he could help or be a hero, he missed flying just for himself.
The first time he had felt stable enough to fly, Wally had whisked them out to that same field their first date was in and let Danny loose. Danny had flown for hours, darting around, doing tricks, and floating among the clouds. When he had come back down to earth, Wally had been there, picnic waiting and the biggest smile on his face.
So like everything in Danny’s life, it’s all a balance: the good, the bad, the effort… Danny loves it all.
He loves it not just because it reminds him of how much living means, but because of how deeply it shows that Wally cares. Wally’s love is one thing he can never question. It’s a certainty that Danny has needed through all of the aftermath.
Once Danny had been released from the Watchtower’s medical, he had started small dealing with it all. Coworkers were easy to reply to and he could trust that informing a few would spread the news to the rest. They didn’t push for more than he was willing to give, though he had known he would come back to questions and rumors.
Everyone else was harder.
He had set a video call with Sam and Tucker at the same time. It was maybe a little unfair to not give them each their own call, but he just didn’t have the energy for that. They weren’t kids anymore and hadn’t been for a long time.
“God, Danny,” Tucker started at the same time as Sam said his name.
He held up his hand and their mouths shut with a clack. His smile was tinged with sadness, but it was a smile. “Don’t. You two didn’t do anything horrible.”
“Dude,” Tucker said and for a moment Danny was back in high school. Tucker looked good, still in bright colors and with his hair expertly shaved on the sides with a little pattern. “We forgot about you.”
“We left you alone to deal with all that,” Sam said. Her hair was a more natural shade of black now and her smoky eye an expertly done wing. It was odd to see her lips red instead of purple.
“Because of a curse. You forgot because of a curse,” Danny said, “and then you just did what anyone does, you went on to have a future. It’s not like we had some big fight or anything, you both just moved on with your lives.”
“That still had to hurt,” Sam said.
“It did,” Danny said honestly. He didn’t see the point of pretending the past hadn’t happened. “But that doesn’t mean it was either of your faults. The last thing I want is anyone doing anything for me out of guilt, especially since in this case it’s misplaced. It’s okay that you both grew up. I did too.”
It hurt and it would always hurt, at least a little, but Danny didn’t want any false care now.
Sam chewed on her lip and Danny smiled a little at the sight of the old habit. “I’m still sorry.”
“Me too,” Tucker said.
“Thanks, that does mean a lot, but it’s okay, really.”
There was a level of peace from that talk. Sam and Tucker both asked if they could reach out sometimes, and Danny said yes but with zero expectations. They were different people than they were as children and Danny knew, because he had lived it, that without Phantom there wasn’t much for them to talk about. And Danny had no plans to talk about Phantom. That part of him had ended with a wish seven years ago. He didn’t want to rehash or relive it now, even with them.
Jazz… Jasmine was harder. Sam and Tucker losing touch was just part of growing up. His own sister ignoring him though, that wasn’t the same at all. If it wasn’t for his nieces, Danny didn’t know if he would even be trying with Jasmine, even as apologetic as she was. There were some things that were too hard to come back from.
“Are they here?” Danny asks and looks back down at his stubborn sleeve.
Wally steps forward and takes the cufflink from Danny. He’s gentle as he fits it into the slot and secures it. “They are. And all our friends are here too. Just remember that you don’t have to talk to them any more than you want to. It’s okay to be taking things slow. It’s okay to decide that you can’t do this with her. You know I’m with you whatever you decide.”
Danny raises Wally’s hands to brush a kiss across each set of knuckles. “I know. I’m so lucky to have you. Is it bad that part of me making an effort with them is so that my nieces have family other than their moms and our parents?”
“Nope. I think that makes you a really good uncle. I mean, where would I be without Aunt Iris? Family like that can mean a lot and if that’s the only reason you have for dealing with your sister, then that’s enough,” Wally assures him.
It helps Danny relax some.
“Okay, good. We’ll just… see how it goes. I’m not going to focus too much on them today, not when today is about me and you.”
“I think that’s all good. You’re just wrong about one thing though,” Wally says, his grin just a little mischievous. Danny loves that grin.
“And what’s that, Mister West?”
“Well, soon to be Mister West,” Wally says, “it’s that I’m the lucky one. I could have lost you so many times and so many ways and despite everything, today I get to marry you. I don’t think there’s anyone luckier than me today.”
“Well, not to have our first fight,” Danny teases, “but agree to disagree.”
“I think I can live with that.”
Danny laughs. There’s nothing funny about that, but the laughter bubbles up in him all the same, not from humor but from joy. “Living, that sounds like a very, very good plan.”
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AN: Aaaaaah we are done!! Not everything is perfect, but Danny is alive and living and Wally is going to be with him for all of it <3. Thank you all for coming along for the ride on this! It's been unexpectedly delightful to write these two together and I'm glad to finally wrap it up with (hopefully) a nice bow.
And yes, this will be going up on ao3 but I need the brain functions to go back to the start and give it a good polish! I'll likely do it chapter by chapter weekly to give myself and my darling beta @mokulule time.
Until then or the next thing here, stay delightful, darlings!
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Danny has been a part of the League for a while now and has finally revealed his human half to them. Danny was in a meeting in ghost form when he takes out his hearing aids. Turns out Danny's ear drums had been blown out in his accident so now he needed hearing aids, he casually unzips a pouch on his suit and changes the batteries in the middle of the meeting. Danny looks up at the League and casually signs "deaf" as he puts his hearing aids back in. "Oh that explains why you were ignoring me." Flash said as he realized that Phantom had his hearing aids out when Flash went to talk to him. "Is there any other health concerns we should know about?" Batman asked. Danny immediately lists that he suffers from chronic pain, that his vocal cords had been mostly fried when he died and that him being able to speak again was a miracle, and that sometimes he had hand tremors and needed to use a cane or crutches if he's not flying. Batman is writing all of this down. "How did you die exactly?" Shazam asked. "I was electrocuted." Phantom said
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DP X DC prompt (Victorian gothic styled Danny) part 1:
So we are all familiar with the immortal Danny Phantom AU. I was thinking of this and I realized that in most immortal au's Danny gets different jobs and degrees then wouldn't he try out different styles?
Like if he's going to live forever then he would totally try out different aesthetics. He first tried a gothic/emo style because of Sam, then a boho look, then a futuristic look. He even tried a bunch of different eras, like he did the 80's for a bit then the '70s, and eventually the 60's, 90's, and so on.
And so I imagined he is in Gotham and when he moved there he chose a victorian gothic look because of the vibe of Gothams architecture. So there he is walking the streets of Gotham at night dressed in a dark green shirt with a black waist coat and pants,wearing a trench coat that bairly touches the ground. He has a cane and everything. his hair is slicked back and neet with a few hairs escaping the front. He of course has gloves on because not only is it stylish it helps hides the coldness of his hands.
Anyway, he's walking around Gotham at night and he comes across one of the Bat kids, or if you want Batman himself, and he sees that this bat is getting their arse handed to them and so since he has an obsession to help (I usually say he has an obsession for protection but I think in this au it will be just the need to help or assist). So here is this bat about to get shot or something thinking, "well this is how I die then" when all of a sudden said bad guy about to kill said bat is knocked unconscious by a blow to the head with a...Is that...a cane?
Danny then beats up all the baddies in less than a minute, he's just a flurry of darkness, his trench coat is flowing behind him as he takes the bad guys down with his cane and fists. The bat he saved is just on the grown watching this go down with wide eyes. After Danny takes them all down he brushes off nonexistent dust (and isn't that something. He's in Gotham, in an ally, in one of the worst parts of Gotham, and he doesn't have a spec of dirt or grime on him) off of his coat and pants and turns to the Bat and, extending a gloved hand, says "Are you alright?".
The bat is just shocked and does not know what to say. Eventually, they are helped to their feet, and Danny, after checking to make sure their ok, says goodbye and leaves. Right after he leaves the bat snaps back to reality and goes to run after Danny who had just exited the ally, only to find he has disappeared. The bat reports this to the rest and as they go over the footage they realize that it looks tampered with because the area where the guy was is fuzzy and the sound is disoriented.
Batman obviously thinks it's a new meta in town and tells all the Bats to keep an eye out for this meta. Meanwhile, Danny is just chilling in Gotham, taking a century off from working and just exploring the sites.
Mabey he could have been led there by Clockwork or some ghost was giving Gotham some trouble. I don't know, but the idea of a victorian goth-dressed Danny striding around Gotham looking like a rich victorian gentleman taking a stroll through a park is hilarious.
Some pictures to better help you get an idea of the fit (pics all from Pinterest)
#danny phantom crossover#danny phantom#danny phantom au#batman#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dp crossover#victorian gothic danny#immortal Danny Phantom
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the blue - part eight
series masterlist // previous // next
zendaya amelia grace holland be honest. how many songs ave you written about oscar?
amelia holland
sam holland the better question is how many songs have you written about fake scenarios in your head?
amelia holland oh that one's easy at least five. this month. i've got a really good one called i should hate you, i wrote that one with aaron.
tuwaine barrett DID CHARLES HELP PRODUCE THIS AGAIN??
amelia holland i think he almost shit himself when he found out aaron was also producing this one.
tuwaine barrett CHAMELIA MY BELOVED! GET THIS MAN ON STAGE WITH TAYLOR FOR A SURPRISE SONG!
amelia holland he's been on my ass about that to. did you team up with him or something?
tuwaine barrett why? did he say someting?
harry holland speaking of charles, how's texas? is it fun?
amelia holland it's hot as fuck.
amelia holland you're in texas now? any plans on coming home?
amelia holland kinda promised oscar and lando that i'd stick around for the triple header. there's a week off in between vegas and brazil but lando's birthday is a few days before vegas and abu dhabi is the next weekend. so i'm not sure. might be home for a couple days at most.
harrison osterfield it's almost like oscar's career is monopolizing all of your time
sam holland for the record none of us have problem with it. this is the first time in a long time we've seen you happy. if traveling with oscar makes you happy, do it. harrison's being a dick, ignore him. but like also please come home for the holidays?
amelia holland is that his default setting? - danny ric
amelia holland sorry about that, the fake american took my phone.
amelia holland real american here, is that his default setting? - logan sargeant
amelia holland charles here! is that his default?
amelia holland this group is tragic. ours is much more fun - max
amelia holland I CAN FINALLY STOPPED BE CALLED NORIZZ BECAUSE CLEARLY THE SECOND STRING LOSER HAS LESS THAN ME! - LANDO
amelia holland i would never piss a songwriter off because you'll be branded as the second string loser for the rest of your life. - pierre
amelia holland i swear they’re normally house-trained - oscar
amelia holland he's lying - alex
tom holland YOU HAVE A GROUPCHAT WITH THEM??
amelia holland it's quite fun. murder is threatened at least 3 times a day and lestappen is in full force. it is no just for the camera, i genuinely think they're in love with each other
amelia holland yuki’s quite violent, in case anyone was wondering. he may be pocket sized but he holds a lot of rage
harry holland and who exactly is in this group chat and why haven’t we been invited?
amelia holland the twitch quartet, max, daniel, yukierre, estie bestie and his two husbands, twinkclaren, and me
harrison osterfield you call your boyfriend a twink?
amelia holland it’s a term of endearment - lando
amelia holland she calls lando a fucking weenie and she called someone a weird second string loser, so i’m okay with twink - oscar
amelia holland WE'RE KIDNAPPING AMELIA! WE'RE IN TEXAS BABY! - DANNY RIC
amelia holland SAVE US! - CHARLES & MAX
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someone's super excited to be back in texas
COTA!
pre-quali look with oscaroo. he's not happy at the moment, says it's too hot to be in texas. i agree.
:)
logan said he knew a place and took us to cane's. clearly one of them is happy to be here.
ameliaholland the plans made it out of the group chat, so when in texas...
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tuwaine I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO BE IN TEXAS SO BAD
↳ ameliaholland you're missing out so bad tuwaine
tomholland2013 AMELIA GRACE HOLLAND YOU BETTER NOT BE DRINKING!
↳ ameliaholland i'm not? there's a heineken in my hand? it's non alcoholic.
↳ landonorris she literally had shots with max. she's a liar.
↳ ameliaholland shut the fuck up norizz.
username oh god, i've never wanted to be apart of a friend group this bad
username thank goodness someone put boots on the correct way. if i saw another picture or video of the drivers with their jeans tucked into their boots i would riot.
↳ username i hope daniel scolded them for doing so.
samholland1999 PUT SOME PANTS ON AMELIA!
↳ ameliaholland I AM WEARING PANTS! IT'S CALLED SHORTS DINGBAT! IT'S HOT IN TEXAS
username now this is a group i never thought i would see hanging out. at least not all of them together.
username this is so iconic of them wtf?
georgerussell63 i have never met someone who can out drink max, please join us the next time we go out.
↳ harryholland64 did not know my little sister can out drink max verstappen but i'm somehow proud?
↳ username this just in, something max verstappen is not good at doing, out drinking amelia holland.
lilymhe we have to do this again!
↳ francesca.cgomes we do!
↳ alexandrasaintmleux oh, we should
↳ ameliaholland give me a time a place and i'll be there!
↳ carmenmundt count me in too! i would love to meet amelia.
↳ username icons meeting other icons, love to see it.
finish the lyrics with lando norris and oscar piastri
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user we were robbed of cowboy oscar!
user lando and the holland brothers being the captains of the oscar x amelia ship is so funny to me
user but who did lando call a dick and why?
↳ user probably harrison, if the context clues we've been provided are anything to go by.
↳ user lando has been their biggest defender since day 1 and i stand by that
user was i the only one who caught that brocedes reference?
↳ user lando knew what he was doing making that joke.
user lando casually wanted to remind everyone that oscar's brother-in-law is spider-man.
↳ user had to quickly flex on spidey's biggest fan, estie.
user and to think this whole joke started because of a taylor song.
user HE CALLED HIM A MUPPET!! THIS IS MONUMENTAL!
user lando is oscar and amelia's biggest defender, you can't change my mind.
↳ user it's oscmelia girl, get it right.
↳ user you're right my bad, terribly sorry.
harrison osterfield i don't exactly appreciate your friend and boyfriend calling me a dick online.
amelia holland and i didn't appreciate being strung along for almost 2 years...
sam holland HOW LONG?
tom holland but he was with his ex for almost a year?
tuwaine barrett oh damn
harry holland you have got to be fucking kidding me harrison.
zendaya never trust blonde men with blue eyes
amelia holland what about max and logan?
zendaya never trust blonde men with blue eyes whose name starts with an h or a j. those two you can trust.
tom holland by the way how's oscar doing? we watched the race.
amelia holland a bit bummed about the dnf but that's the way things go in this sport. besides it's not like it can get any worse than this.
TWO HOURS LATER
amelia holland HOW COULD I BE SO FUCKING WRONG?!
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i'm totally going to lose tonight...
you're looking at the winner of the bowling tournament. it was luck really, but operation cheer up charles and oscar was a success.
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¡leclerc-s speaks!
just when you think he can't get any worse, he does! i have very strong opinions about texas, in case that wasn't obvious. texas was my breaking point + brazil, in case you couldn't tell who my favorite drivers were, you do now.
¡disclaimer!
this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet for me. enjoy!
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So I'm cooking up a devious little fanfiction in the labs that's kind of event fic disguised as a dead serious meet cute
Premise is that Danny has some pretty bad nerve damage from the accident and has always had some amount of chronic pain from it but it's progressive and got worse over time to the point where when he was 18 he literally couldn't be phantom anymore he was physically incapable of doing so
He's still the ghost King but he still wants to try and live a human life before fully retiring to his duties so he goes to college
Unfortunately his condition disavows him from being an astronaut but he can still go into engineering
The nerve damage is in both his arm and his leg due to him standing on live wires when the accident occurred causing the electricity to run through his leg to his heart and back out through his arm that means he has limited mobility and usually uses a cane to get around and has a service dog by the name of cookie who is trained for various things but her main purpose is retrieving small items throughout the day
He got his degree and in his 20s got a position at Wayne enterprises mainly because they were one of the only employers who were willing to hire him with his disability and provide him the appropriate accommodations
Danny is definitely struggling not only physically with the disability but also mentally because your body breaking itself down to the point where you can't perform or do the things you love is truly awful
Meanwhile Damien is going through some growth of his own he quit being Robin when he was 18 originally intending to be his own vigilante but only after a year of being Shrike he has a world class identity crisis and realizes that throughout his entire life he's never really focused on himself and who he was which led to him quitting vigilantism altogether
Now in his 20s he works as the CFO at Wayne enterprises while going to school to become a veterinarian
He is still very much in the process of discovering who he is after the realization that he never really had a choice in becoming a vigilante he didn't really have a choice in any major event in his life and he's still processing that
#most of my reasoning for writing this is because I have chronic pain-#and I want to write about how much that sucks through my favorite little guy#dead serious#dp x dc#danny fenton#danny phantom#danny x damian#damian wayne x danny fenton#damian wayne
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TMA Characters and whether or not they would wear the Wiimote wrist strap
Jon Sims- of course he wears the wrist strap, it's there, why wouldn't one use it
Martin Blackwood- obviously he uses the wrist strap
Tim Stoker- does not wear the wrist strap, he and Danny never wore them as kids
Sasha James- does not wear the wrist strap because she doesn't think she would ever throw it
Elias Bouchard- wears the wrist strap to spite Peter
Peter Lukas- does not wear the wrist strap to spite Elias
Basira Hussain- wears a wrist strap
Daisy Tonner- does not wear the wrist strap
Melanie King- used to wear the wrist strap and then stopped and then resumed
Georgie Barker- did not wear the wrist strap until she dated Jon, now she still does
Gertrude- did not wear the wrist strap
Gerry Keay- wore a wrist strap for certain games but not usually
Mary Keay- wears the wrist strap for non-safety related reasons
Michael Shelley- wears it arbitrarily to make you wonder if he usually does or doesn't
Helen Richardson- is wearing one but it keeps getting longer
Mike Crew- does not wear the wrist strap
Simon Fairchild- wears the wrist strap so he can take it off specifically to throw the wiimote
Jared Hopworth- did not wear the wrist strap and now he cannot
Jane Prentiss- wears the wrist strap
John Amherst- is missing the wrist strap
Jude Perry- does not wear the wrist strap
Agnes Montague- loves wearing the wrist strap
Raymond Fielding- will make you wear the wrist strap
Julia Montauk- wears the wrist strap for certain games
Trevor Herbert- wears the wrist strap for the same certain games
Mikael Salesa- has a personalized wrist strap
Annabelle Cane- is wearing eight wrist straps
Calum Brody- does not wear the wrist strap
Oliver Banks- did not wear the wrist strap and now he does
Rosie- wears the wrist strap
Joseph Rayner- does not wear the wrist strap
Breekon & Hope- wear the same wrist strap
Nikola Orsinov- is wearing your wrist strap
#the magnus archives#wiimote strap#i need to be writing my essay#jon sims#martin blackwood#tim stoker#sasha james#elias bouchard#peter lukas#basira hussain#alice daisy tonner#melanie king#georgie barker#gertrude#gerard keay#mary keay#michael shelley#mike crew#helen richardson#simon fairchild#jared hopworth#jane prentiss#john amherst#jude perry#agnes montague#raymond fielding#julia montauk#trevor herbert#mikael Salesa#annabelle cane
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Alastor with a reader who tries on his suit jacket and mimics him in a mirror ( I feel like this nut has a closet filled with the same clothes) and gets caught by him? I’d have to shoot myself if this happened to me but I want to feel the embarrassment radiating off the reader. (He finds it cute tho—phew!)
🍻D runk Danny Asks 🍻
Ahah, same warnings as before!
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You poised in the mirror with your hands on your hips: Superwoman style. You heard that this was a pose that could actually boost confidence if you repeated this action daily... some sort of positive-reinforcement via brain chemistry. But, your train of thought was cut off as you did a giddy little twirl.
You fanned out the longer coat tails of Alastor's coat, marveling the split that made room for his fluffy tail. You squirmed at the thought of seeing it wag, but you controlled yourself. You grabbed a hair brush off of Alastor's nightstand, posing like you had a microphone to your lips.
"Salutations~ Good to be back on the air!" You attempted in your best transatlantic accent. You snorted, fanning your face as you shrunk in on yourself," Hells, that was bad!"
You pretended to lean on your imaginary cane, a hand to your chest as you belted out," Alastor, pleasure to be meeting you sweetheart, QUITE the pleasure! Have you heard of my podcast~?"
"As a matter of fact, I have~" You froze as a slow clap came from the doorway, a shit eating grin on the Radio Demon's face," Dare I say, I'm a huge fan of yours~" He perfectly mimicked your voice, a slight static over the intonation of your cadence. You squeaked as Alastor strode towards you, eyes filled with a prideful glee.
"Dear, if you really wanted to impersonate me... you should really do something about this posture!" Back to his normal tone, you nearly shrieked as Alastor's hands grabbed your hips. He angled them back slightly as he kissed the crown of your head. His hands slid up your body, making you gasp and writhe between them and their wake. He took hold of your wrists, hands loose but firm in their grip. The both of you looked into the mirror, your face warm at the sight of Alastor towering over you.
"Much better, dear... much better~" he practically purred in your ear, your breath becoming a distant thought. You had effectively forgot how to breathe. And Alastor would have been content with the teasing... if your hips didn't meet his own.
"I wonder... how do you sound when you moan my name...?"
You gasp as Alastor ground against your ass, a shocked mewl escaping you.
"Let's find out~"
#Sorry SORRY#I TRIED MAKING IT SEXY#EHHEFHIDJS#drunk danny#drunk asks#alastor x reader#alastor x you#alastor x y/n#alastor hazbin hotel#alastor radio demon#sorry sorry i forgot to say sweet things!#thank yoh for the ask#eheheh#this made me giggle#YOU make me gighle#did you like it?#i hope you do#hhhh#i think this psycho has all the same shit jacket and maybe one or two others he hides away for special occasions#heheheh
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I’ve read fics where Danny is immortal and like thousands of years old, but he still acts like a teenager
I like fics like that but I wanna see one where Danny is this old ass man with a beard that reaches his feet and he’s all frail.
Like a hero goes to him for help or guidance and he just acts like master oogway.
Or even yet he still looks like a teen but his words and actions are that of a immortal who has seen everything.
New hero who climbed a mountain with no powers, walked across a lava river and went through the harshest conditions to get to the top of said mountain, finally makes it out of breath and sees this white haired glowing teenager floating in the air with a oak cane under him and his hands on his knees going
“Oooom Ooooom Ooooomm”
Then they get to talking
Hero: “how am I supposed to choose between the love of my life and the city I love just as much??!”
Danny doing a small wind dance making Sakura petals float in the air softly around them.
“From the earth we rise and to the earth we will one day return”
Hero: …..
hero: “what in the hell is this small child saying”
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surgeons au word prompt - "breathless"
[early days, also if u like climbing this is a bonus fun one lol]
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you’re already kind of gassed when beatrice gets to the gym, mostly hanging out on the mat with marco and watching jehan slip from a hold on a new v6 over and over again.
the first time you met beatrice, a few years ago, when she had just moved and was new to the gym, she had climbed a few lower grades and stretched and then quietly and calmly puzzled her way through a hard v7 that you’d been trying to send for days. she’s, like, totally sick and also really reserved, so it’s extra cool when she sits with you and asks about how your landscaping job is going or how your cat is enjoying the new perch you’d gotten, always remembering the most important parts of all the stupid shit you tell her.
you — and the rest of the guys, too — have also been trying to set her up for, like, two years now. in your opinion, you’d had the best shot with lucia, who you’d flirted with at the coffee shop next door until she laughed kindly and told you she wasn’t interested in men. which, totally cool, because obviously, no offense to jehan, but his sister kind of sucks, so of course that was going to be a bust with someone as cool as beatrice.
disappointingly, though, she and lucia had decided to just be friends, a huge bummer because beatrice would’ve had a hot girlfriend and danny would’ve owed you twenty bucks, but it’s cool. she climbs on her days off from work — it’s, like, fucking wild to actually know a surgeon — and blows you all out of the water with what seems like just a moderate amount of effort.
today, though — in addition to the free barbecue your boss had bought for lunch — fucking rocks, because someone very pretty walks in, holding hands with beatrice and smiling as they talk animatedly, using a cane with most steps but gesturing with it when something in their conversation is extra exciting, which makes beatrice smile a smile you’ve definitely never seen before. she had very briefly mentioned a few weeks ago that she had gone on a first date, blushing profusely when you had gotten excited and then flying up a few routes in quick succession, which had made you laugh. you hadn’t gotten anything else out of her, but you’re not offended because she mostly just listens and climbs, always willing to talk you through a route that you’re struggling with that she’s sent before.
‘hey beatrice,’ you greet, maybe too eagerly, when she stops by the cubbies to put her clogs and jacket away.
she smiles though — not the same one as earlier, but definitely kind still. ‘hey sam.’ she turns to the person next to her, who is grinning, bouncing on their toes a little even. ’ava, this is sam, one of my friends here. sam, this is ava.’
there’s no more explanation, and you’re momentarily a little worried that ava’s feelings might get hurt, but their happy expression doesn’t change a bit, and they shake your offered hand enthusiastically.
‘i’ve been asking bea for weeks if i could come watch her climb.’
beatrice, for her part, doesn’t change course from where she’s slipping on her climbing shoes, situating a beanie — typical in general for her, but not this pale blue she has on right now — after she’d taken her hoodie off. her t-shirt is also new, worn and faded from a school you know she definitely didn’t go to, and it’s kind of, like, the best day ever. your mom always reminds you that, sometimes, you come on a little too strong when you’re excited, so you take a deep breath and remind yourself to be totally normal.
‘bea’s amazing,’ you say, normal but honest too.
ava looks toward beatrice fondly. ‘she told me that she was competent, which, in beatrice translation, means totally fucking awesome.’
you laugh.
‘and,’ ava adds, following when beatrice nods once and then chalks her hands, keeping it all inside her bag so neatly — enviable, always — and then stands, silently, in front of a v3, ‘i imagine it’s, like, really hot.’
thankfully, beatrice doesn’t turn around, so she misses your absolute beaming smile at ava. theoretically you guess they could be friends, but you’ve never seen beatrice voluntarily touch another person in two years, so you think, for someone to get to hold beatrice’s hand, to make her happy like that, probably means they’re something.
beatrice glides through the route, smooth and patient, just warming up, and ava sits down on the edge of the mat next to you and sighs.’ i love being right.’
you laugh. ‘that’s just a warm up for her too.’ sure enough, beatrice stretches a bit and then climbs up and down two v1s in quick and easy succession. she’s calm and fast; even if you can sometimes send routes she’s, honestly, just a little too short for, you’re fairly certain you never make things look effortless.
‘are you gonna try climbing?’ you ask, because it’s easy and because ava’s only half paying attention to you anyway. jehan and marco start talking to beatrice about the route they’ve been stuck on, and she puts her hands on her hips and looks at it critically, ava watching the whole time.
‘nah,’ he says. ‘i’ve got a lot of hardware in my spine.’ he turns his back to you, and you see a few scars between his shoulder blades, up to the middle of his neck and going down below the hem of his tank too.
‘dude, gnarly,’ you say, which, like, whoops, maybe, but you’re super relived when ava just laughs.
‘keeps me up and walking most days, but i don’t think i can do that.’ she gestures over to where jehan has gotten stuck, once again, on an admittedly difficult crimp on the overhang.
‘well, to be fair,’ you say, as jehan walks over to you both in easy defeat, ‘neither can he.’
‘ha ha,’ he says, then smiles and sits down next to ava, offers his hand and introduces himself. ‘you’re here with beatrice?’
‘yeah,’ ava says, softening a little. ‘i’m her — we’re dating? i guess?’
jehan hums, taking his shoes off for a break and sitting back on his hands. ‘well, we’ve tried to set beatrice up with people for years now, and no one has really gotten past a second date, so i’d say you’re doing great.’
ava laughs, delighted. ‘we’ll circle back to all those failed dates later, because that could definitely be mostly your fault.’
‘hey—‘
‘but, i don’t know.’ ava shrugs. ‘i met her at work and things have just felt, like, really good. easy, even if she’s so quiet sometimes. makes my rambling even worse.’
you all laugh. ‘happens to the best of us,’ jehan says.
‘you’re a surgeon too?’
ava nods, a little pride straightening their spine, lifting their shoulders. ‘i’m still just an intern, but, yeah.’
‘that’s so cool,’ you say, and jehan nods in agreement. ‘jehan’s an engineer —‘
‘— very boring —‘
‘— but i barely graduated high school. i can’t imagine eight years after that, jesus christ.’
ava nods. ‘i have a phd, so even more than that.’
‘jesus christ.’
she just laughs. ‘bea was actually my boss, but i charmed her so much she admitted to the chief of surgery she “had feelings for me” and “needed me to switch to another resident’s service” so she could “pursue something.”’ the air quotes give you a moment of pause but then ava gets all soft. ‘which is awesome, because now we can actually date instead of just, like, yearn or whatever.’
‘ah, the yearning,’ marco says, joining you. ‘sounds gay.’
‘it’s about beatrice,’ you say, ’so, yeah, definitely.’
marco introduces themself and gives ava a high five. ‘are you, like, co-yearning now, or do we need to pester beatrice into committing?’
ava’s smile turns smug. ‘oh, she’s committed.’
the three of you whoop happily, which causes beatrice to turn toward all of you with a glare. it’s not intimidating, though, because her eyes are soft when she looks at ava, who shrugs with a smirk.
‘oh, you’re like, beatrice kryptonite, aren’t you?’ marco asks.
‘maybe she’ll finally get dinner with us tonight then,’ you say, excited about the prospect of beatrice actually coming with you to the brewery next door rather than saying next time again and again. ‘if you’re, like, not busy, obviously.’
ava gets a little distracted by beatrice carefully setting her hands on the wall, but he shakes his head. ‘no, we both have tomorrow off. but you owe me a round if i can convince her.’
‘oh, deal. easy.’
ava returns your fist bump but watches, a little breathless, as beatrice gets to the hold that’s been getting all three of you all afternoon. of course — of course — she breezes right through it, getting a foothold that you’d all missed too to send the route.
‘first try,’ jehan whines. ‘not fair, beatrice.’
she laughs from the top of the wall, then climbs halfway down and lands silently on her feet, walks over to you and sits on the edge of the mat.
‘have they been bothering you?’ she asks.
ava shakes her head, delighted. ‘definitely not. i’ve divulged all of your greatest secrets, though.’
beatrice rolls her eyes but she’s clearly happy, happier than you’ve ever seen her, for sure, comfortable and, when she gets up to do one of the hardest routes in the gym, a horrible v10, marco laughs. ’oh, now she’s just showing off,’ they say.
‘yeah,’ you agree when beatrice decides to just dyno the last hold, totally insane, ‘she never climbs like this just for us.’
‘well,’ ava says, ‘i am prettier, no offense.’
you all laugh, and you finally get the v6 with beatrice talking you through it, ava cheering you on. you climb for an hour longer — mostly, you watch beatrice climb and talk to your friends — until she gives up on a v8 and calls it.
she sits down next to all of you, the kind of tired only climbing makes you, and slips her shoes off.
‘bea did a six hour valve replacement today,’ ava says, looking at beatrice with overwhelming affection and easily identifiable pride, nothing hidden. ‘so this was extra crazy.’
‘fucking nuts.’ jehan bumps his knuckles with beatrice, who just looks down at her hands, dusting the remaining chalk off, shy all of a sudden, before she stands and pads over to the cubbies to put her hoodie on and gather her things.
‘she’s, like, our favorite,’ you say. ‘just so you know.’
ava nods, gentle. ‘yeah. she’s my favorite too. it’s good to meet you guys; she loves coming here, even if she won’t tell you.’
you shrug. ‘she shows us everything we get stuck on, so we know.’
beatrice walks back over to get her shoes and, presumably, also ava.
‘we were just talking about you,’ ava says with a grin, far, far too confident for beatrice to not be wary of.
‘hmm?’
‘yeah, how you and i are gonna join your friends for dinner next door.’
‘oh, i — uh, well, we have food at my house, and —‘
ava just bats her lashes and puts a hand on beatrice’s hip, runs her thumb under beatrice’s t-shirt for, like, one whole second, before beatrice gives in.
‘fine,’ she says, not sounding overly enthused but she’s relaxed and happy so it’s all a front anyway. and, this time, gentler: ‘fine.’
ava just kisses her cheek and then turns to the three of you and winks.
‘oh, you’re lethal,’ marco says while jehan laughs.
‘one round on me,’ you tell ava.
‘this was a bet?’ beatrice asks, as indignant as she can possibly be holding ava’s hand carefully and still blushing from being pecked on the cheek.
‘only a bet if there’s a chance for both sides to win,’ ava says, smug as hell, which makes you laugh. ‘but whatever, i want a burger.’
beatrice sighs. ‘well, then, let’s go, i suppose.’
ava ends up getting free rounds of beers for everyone, somehow charming the server, and beatrice just watches quietly, comfortable and pleased.
‘happy for you, dude,’ you say when marco and jehan are showing ava their favorite pinball machine.
beatrice smiles, genuine. ‘thank you, sam. i’m sorry if i —‘ she shakes her head — ‘i’m glad we get to climb together.’
‘you’re a dope climber,’ you say, ‘and a dope friend. i’m glad too. and ava’s fucking rad.’
beatrice laughs, looks over to where ava is cheering for herself, succeeding at one level of pinball. ‘yes, he is.’
#wn#wn fic#avatrice#avatrice fic#surgeons au#butch bea 🥺🫡#honestly this is mostly bc it's so fucking wild to watch Really Good Climbers just like#casually & calmly send the most insane shit#ava would charm an entire gym too god bless#& the climbing boys would LOVE bea like... they'd love her sm. they'd love ava sm
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Il veterinario specialista in oculistica inizia ad osservare l'occhio di Audrey con svariati strumenti. Poi, si rivolge a me ed inizia a parlare.
-"Guardi, l'ulcera sulla pupilla e' piu seria del previsto. 20 giorni di antibiotici e colliri vari hanno fatto ben poco. Serve intervenire con una cicatrizzazione dell'ulcera con il laser altrimenti la cagnolina perde l'occhio e serve farlo subito, prima che l'infezione faccia danni irreparabili".
Questa la diagnosi a seguito di una zampata da parte di un altro cane alla mia canetta. Tutto ha avuto inizio a fine luglio. Poi, 80euro nell'immediato per visita veterinaria a Milano, altri 100 euro di farmaci e 50 per visita dal veterinario a Roma, quello che l'ha in cura da 15anni. Quest' ultimo e' quello che ha parlato di visita da uno specialista perche' riteneva la situazione un po' grave. Visita dallo specialista, 120euro e la diagnosi che ho scritto all'inizio.
- quindi, professore, quando dovrebbe fare l'intervento la cagnolina?
Subito. Anche domani.
Poco fa, alle 13, e' iniziato l'intervento. Prima, la firma del consenso e poi il saldo, ovvero, 700 euro.
Cosi pensavo.. ma tutte le persone che hanno un animale domestico hanno anche 1000 euro da spendere immediatamente quando c'e' un problema? Certamente qualcuno si ma gli altri? Dico questo perche' sento sempre applausi contro le tasse, applausi a favore dei politici che difendono gli evasori. Applausi per chi ha in odio i poveri e non sento mai nessuno che dia la benedizione alle tasse come qualcosa di giusto in cambio di servizi. Farebbe schifo una sanita' pubblica anche per gli animali domestici? Dei centri pubblici dove, chi non ha possibilita', paga un ticket per salvare il suo animale domestico? Credo che siamo ancora lontani da tali propositi. Quindi andiamo avanti cosi, come succede per le persone: chi ha i soldi si cura e il resto "ammoriammazzato".. @ilpianistasultetto
AUDREY post-operazione
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[ID: Digital art based on ‘The Anatomy Lesson of Dr. Nicolaes Tulp’ by Rembrandt, depicting the anatomy class from MAG 034. At the right of the image, Dr Lionel Elliott sits by an examination table, wearing a collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up, reading glasses, and blue nitrile gloves. He holds a scalpel in one hand. On the table, there is a hairless cadaver, with post-mortem lividity down one side of its body, with its eyes and mouth slightly open. The rest of the image is dominated by seven students, who all wear white shirts and blue jeans. Their necks are all conspicuously slightly too long, and their skin and hair are all in tones unrealistically bright and saturated, with each wearing unconvincing smiles and looking at the viewer, except for one student who looks with great interest at the torso of the cadaver, and another student who looks intently at Dr Elliott. In her hand there is a sheet of paper on which are written notes. There is the heading “the insides” in all-caps, underneath which are written “gooey”, “survivable if missing (?)”, and “recyclable :)”. One of the figures matches the description of Not!Graham given in MAG 003, and one of them has transfigured his hand to resemble the hand of the cadaver. End ID.]
this one is directly thanks to @annabelle--cane who truly has Such A Mind
also i realised this wouldn’t carry to ppl who aren’t me, but the dude in the middle with the floppy hair matches my danny design :~) (im crying dw abt it)
#we love wholesome students getting an education!!!#the magnus archives#tma#anatomy class tma#the stranger#tma the stranger#art as tma#<- gosh it's nice to use that tag again!!#dead body#death#corpse#blades#uncanny#eye contact#ask to tag!!#my#saint draws#(also yes i knwo the ginger bloke looks like that one meme. i noticed like halffway thru and i was like u know what. i stand by it)
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DP X DC WRITING PROMPT #14
(Had this idea on the brain as soon as I woke up this morning. This prompt is basically going off of the idea that the ghost zone is the dimension that connects all dimensions.)
(#) = Notes at the end of post
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Living in Technicolor
When Danny gets zapped by the portal and brought back half alive, his vision is forever changed. He doesn't know what caused it, just that ever since the accident, his sight has been split into three different perspectives.
1. His home dimension
2. The ghost zone/invisible spectrum
3. Another dimension entirely
He had originally been able to peer into more than three perspectives directly after his accident, but that resulted in his brain more or less short-circuiting from all the extra information and putting him in a week long coma. Still, even with the decreased load, the amount of information that's being filtered through his eyes and into his brain from three different plains of existence leaves him legally blind in his original reality and needing the help of either a cane or his service dog, Cujo.(1 & 2)
It isn't until his powers start appearing that he learns something interesting. If he concentrates enough, he can shift/manifest his own existence into whichever perspective he's focusing on the most when he transforms, singling his vision down to one perspective for the duration. He has to be careful though, otherwise he could get stuck in-between, which scrambles his vision to an even more nauseating degree. That or he could cause himself to blackout just from the amount of stress it puts on his mind.
He's basically his own dimension hopping portal though.
The only thing is, he never hopped over to the other dimension that seemed to exist alongside his own and the Ghost Zone, content to just travel between his dimension and the Infinite Realms. That doesn't mean he wasn't interested in it or didn't take a more concentrated peek into it from time to time though. Cause let's be honest. A world full of superheroes defending the Earth from a multitude of threats? He'd be lying if he said he didn't use the opportunity to observe and learn from a few of the professionals when it came to his own defending of the ghostly variety.
It isn't until long after he becomes the Ghost King that he is approached by Clockwork, the Ghost of Time. He reveals he knows of Danny's ability to peer into the multiverse like the time ghost can, although greatly limited in comparison. He offers to make Danny his apprentice and to teach him what it means to see through the veil into different universes and timelines, and perhaps increase the amount of perspectives he can handle at once now that his power has increased exponentially. He is King of the Infinite Realms after all. He needs to properly oversee his domain and everything connected to it if he wants to be a good monarch. However, the only way to increase the number of perspectives he can handle is by experiencing each one first hand.
The first step? Shifting into the dimension he has yet to visit, the one he's been peering into and learning so much from over the years.
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Notes:
(1) Here, Danny gets Cujo before he becomes a security dog/a ghost.
(2) He eventually creates some specially designed glasses with color changing lenses that help him filter out the extra perspectives when he's older, but they're far from perfect. Red for home reality, Green for the Ghost Zone, and Blue for DC Universe/other universes.
ALSO, while this is technically a dp x dc crossover prompt, I wanted to keep it pretty open for any other crossover ideas. There's infinite possibilities here and I'd love to see what people come up with!
#dp x dc#dc x dp#danny sees through three different lenses at once all layered on top of each other#he can only exist in one at a time tho#navigating the world is still difficult tho with all the stimuli and kaleidoscope images and colors#he designs a special pair of glasses with color changing lenses that help narrow his perspectives down when not in ghost form#red for his home reality#green for the ghost zone#blue for the dc universe#blue can also be used for any other universe if you want#does technicolor actually work like this?#did a little research but I still don't know#danny is ghost king#danny is his own portal#danny is legally blind#danny is legally disabled#dp crossover#danny phantom crossover#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc prompt#writing prompt#prompt#Living in Technicolor AU#sleepy-writes-stuff
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Remember the old looney tune cartoons, the one with the frog that would suddenly start dancing and singing 'hello my baby' with a top hat and cane.
This but with plushi bunny Danny fucking around with a very sleep deprived Tim.
On that note of top hats and canes, Danny suddenly gaining a new wardrobe thanks to the rest of the family trying to encourage Damian with his new toy.
Including Bruce, but instead of Batman's cape, its the Gray Ghost outfit and Danny loves it because of course, it on theme...
“Hello my baby, hello my honey, hello my ragtime gal, send me a kiss by wirrre!” First heard this song from Ninjago. I only now know of this song origin, I knew that Ninjago was referencing something but now I know where it’s from :)
Now I’m thinking about Tim being like, “omg the bunny’s signing that one song from Ninjago-it’s gotta be sign!” And then when he wakes up the next morning he looks at his notes and it just says “Ninjago robot man song.” Tim has no idea what this means.
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Highlights from tonight's movie night celebrating some of the different teams Donald has been a part of in categorized and chronological order (I honestly like this format. I might stick with it):
"Boat Builders":
Good news: The short has subtitles! Bad news: They're not in English, so you still can't understand what the fuck Donald is saying.
Donald: "Yeah, even a child can do it!" Godfrey: "Even Della could do it!"
justaboot: "god's third choice after the 3 stooges"
Max's mother has been found
"The First Adventure!":
Bradford Hate Club
Ludwig appearance!
puffywuffy8904: "he's serving whatever the opposite of cunt is" WriteBackAtYa: "So di—"
(I love this screenshot. 😂)
The reference to Della's letter
WriteBackAtYa and I being on the same wavelength
Eat the rich uncle (Sorry, Scrooge, but I had to. XD)
"You can't mute me, old man!"
RIP Donald's guitar
The Temple of Doom parallel!
PAPYRUS
"Treasure of the Golden Suns" easter egg!
"fragile old body"
POGO CANE
Black Heron doing the smug anime girl laugh (You know what I'm talking about.)
"I'm the chosen one!" Pure Deweycore
"So long, suckers!"
Just Black Heron in general (She's a fun villain. lol)
DONALD KILL
Us ranting about Bradford using the Papyrus of Binding to escape like the COWARD THAT HE IS! WHY WE OUGHTA— COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE—
If I had a nickel for every time Black Heron lost her robot arm, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice.
Me: "BEAKLEY YOU FOOL" Godfrey: "YOU FUCKING FOOOOOOOOL"
"The House of the Lucky Gander!":
Louie "I do hate hot dogs" Duck noticing the neon lights shaped like a hot dog
"We're all gonna die! I'VE WASTED MY LIFE!"
Launchpad deserves his own episode dedicating to his love life
Gladstone Hate Club
Scrooge looking at the camera like he's on The Office
puffywuffy8904: "gladstone you have a haircut shut up"
Huey autism moment
Just how bored and tired Dewey, Webby, and Scrooge were after seeing Aquarioon
Dewey and the jade tigers
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
27!
Webby's love for chocolate fountains
"And a distraction."
Scrooge: "I don't even get to be part of the blasted challenge?" Huey:
Real-Life-Pine-Tree: "Roasted duck anyone?" Me: "'Danny: I'll have the duck.'"
Louie's motivational speech
"Where did that come from?"
Us @ Liu Hai: RIP bozo (at least until DuckTales World Showcase Adventure)
The underwhelming Golden Cricket and how fucking bored and exhausted the family was
"Mt. Fuji Whiz":
LotTC basically being DuckTales on crack
Me: "Hell is a city. Where have I seen that before? 🤔" Godfrey: "Hazbin Hote—[gunshot]"
My idea of Clinton and Webby bonding over Clan McDuck history
Missy thirsting for Panchito
The return of the Ari the Autism Bird!
Xandra and the nieces in general (They're some of the best characters in the show. ^^)
*The Three Caballeros are stuck in the Underworld* AMJ: "We have a very simple solution." DT17!Huey: "This doesn't feel simple."
Jack Skellington moon
Donald saying the Karen phrase
Xandra and Charon clothes swap
Panchito being "that" guy
The Sheldgoose family tree taking notes from Goofy's family tree regarding the relatives' designs
IN THE PLUMS!
Clinton hugging Donald 💖
Tokyo? LIKE IN DUCKTALES!
"Potatoland":
Dreamy: "SEE HE HAS 27 FINGERS" Me: "27!"
POTATOLAND! POTATOLAND!
"Mickey, I am fed up with your bullshit devil magic."
Praising Mickey's characterization in the Paul Rudish shorts
Donald's blush
No more Idaho
Just the whole short in general. It's the best. XD
"Mickey, Donald, Goofy: The Three Musketeers":
Black Arts Beagle's Musketeer cousins
puffywuffy8904: "they wanna be Scrooge soooo bad"
Donald being, and I quote Jamie, "a punk bitch" in this movie
The return of Pete Hate Club
"Whoa, he's bisexual, I didn't know that!"/"By the way, I'm bisexual! I forgot, I- forgot to announce it! How do you turn this shit off- wait-"
The entire opera gag
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Clarabelle appearance!
Dreamy pointing out the parallels how Pete is to Minnie what Bradford is to Scrooge
In the Hall of the Mountain King
"Why did the music stop?"
"Together, we'll save the princess or die trying!"/"…Die? …Die?"
melcat33: "Minnie discovers she's into bdsm"
WriteBackAtYa and I quoting Philip CD-i Legend of Zelda
The turtle trying to be the rooster from Robin Hood at one point
"That little diddy's starting to grow on me."
Pete referencing The Lion King
Donald FINALLY unleashing his iconic temper
melcat33: "Goofy finally being Dad Material" WriteBackAtYa: "But he was daddy material"
(Look what you made me do! /lh)
Pirates of Penzance
"Not long… maybe… 40 years?"
The movie ending with the fucking Can-Can
Learning about how Tokyo Disneyland had Mickey, Donald, and Goofy as the Three Musketeers and they all looked AMAZING (Why does Japan get all the cool shit?!)
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