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#i'm kinda proud of this one
death-threats · 9 months
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Push and Pull.
Trafalgar Law x Eustass Kid x Fem!reader CW: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Threesome, soft!dom Law, mean!dom Kid, established relationship, dirty talk, canon typical banter ig, tiny bit of butt play (F! receiving), 1.2K words, not proofread
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You had no idea how you ended up in the middle of this. One minute, Kid and Law were arguing about something that didn't even involve you, and the next? Here you were; face down in the lap of the doctor with the engineer plowing into you from behind. The three of you had been fooling around for some time now, but this? This was new.
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"You're a brute, Eustass-ya. I don't know how Y/N even puts up with you bullying her pretty pussy all the time." Law said with a frown, running his long fingers through your hair trying to soothe you. Of course, your enraptured moans were in a competition for who can be the loudest against the slapping of skin as Kid pounded into you.
A breathless chuckle came from behind you, his flesh hand tracing the dip in your spine as thrust after thrust met your ass. Kid admired the fingerprint shaped bruises on your hips that were left from previous sessions and the newer, redder ones that were currently being imprinted on your skin. His lipstick was marked all over your skin too, like a treasure map. Starting at the nape of your neck, down your spine, over your hips, to the fat of your ass.
He took a second to admire his work as you clenched around him and he hummed, flicking sweat-stuck hair from his forehead. "Never had a complaint yet. Want me t' be more gentle, darlin'?"
You shook your head, in turn nuzzling yourself against the tent in Law's jeans. "N-no! More...please..." You gasped, digging your nails into the denim and feeling the strong cords of muscle flex under your fingertips. That answer was apparently sufficient enough for Kid seeing as he gave your ass a satisfied slap in return. You keened and began to match his thrusts, hand snaking down to rub circles over your swollen clit as you tried in vain to unbutton Law's pants. The glassy, pleading look in your eyes was enough for him to help you out.
As soon as his pretty cock was free of its' confines, your plush lips were wrapped around it with such an eagerness that moans and sighs were expelled by both men. Law watched with an enraptured gaze as your tongue swirled around his leaking tip, licking up his weeping essence with vigor. His jaw was clenched and he was gritting his teeth as the hand that was gently running your your hair just moments ago was now weaved in between your locks guiding your movements along his painfully hard dick.
"Look at 'er...fuckin' cockslut. What makes you -fuck- think that she wants it nice an' gentle?" Kid muttered out between rough thrusts, hissing at the way your sopping wet pussy was drenching the front of his thighs. "Should fuckin' see how wet she is right now. Like a pretty lil' waterfall."
You moaned around Law's cock as Kid gave one particularly hard thrust, the tip of his dick pressing against your cervix. The redhead leaned over, his chest pressed snugly along the planes of your back. His teeth sunk into your shoulder and he soothed the mark with a wet kiss. Law shot Kid a glare as his ministrations caused you to pause your sloppy blowjob for a moment and the redhead snickered in return. "Go on, babe. Finish 'im off before he cries."
If looks could kill, Law would have annihilated the other captain in a second. The surgeon wiped the drool from your bottom lip and you sucked on his finger, making him smile softly. "Take your time, Y/N-ya." You'd have smiled in return but you could just give a feeble nod as you held onto his cock with one hand and sucked at the tip before taking an impressive amount of him into your mouth. You gagged a little and felt the spit pool in your mouth and leak from your lips, running down his shaft and over his balls.
Law shuddered and closed his eyes, his head lolling back. His long fingers against your scalp encouraged you to take him in all the way and you obliged. Tears fell from your eyes as your did your best to pleasure him and heavy sighs and quiet whimpers fell from his lips. His gorgeous sounds spurred you on even more and you pulled back a little to run your tongue along his shaft. You could tell he was close by the way he was tensing up. Looking up at him through tear-heavy lashes, you bobbed your head until his hips stuttered and he flooded your mouth with his hot cum. "S-swallow." He commanded hoarsely.
He slowly removed his cock from your lips as you tried to prevent a single drop from leaving your mouth. You swallowed and stuck your tongue out for him to see. "Good girl." Law complimented, gently caressing your cheek with his thumb.
Seeing this happen before him, Kid gripped your hips even tighter than he already had been. He nudged your legs open a little wider and he massaged your ass again, spreading your cheeks open for him to get an even better view of him entering and exiting your body. He spit and the glob of warm saliva landed on your asshole. Kid gently eased his index finger inside and a low string of curses left his mouth.
"Cum on my cock, pretty. Know you're close. C-can feel ya squeezin' me so tight." He muttered, angling his hips so he kept hitting that spongy sweet spot within you. A high-pitched whine ripped through your throat and your hand was immediately brought to your clit, rubbing it in jerky circles as you tried so hard to focus on your impending orgasm.
That warm fire that had been stoked in your belly had burst into an untamable wildfire. You came so hard, you saw an explosion of color behind your eyes and you could swear that your ears started to ring. Kid gritted his teeth and swore loudly as you clamped around him, leaving a creamy ring around the base of his cock. His thrusts faltered, pressing into you as snugly as he could and filled you to the brim with his seed. After a moment, he began to pull out of you and replaced his dick with his finger to ensure that not a single ounce of his cum left your pussy.
You whimpered at the slight overstimulation, bucking your hips against the bed. "Eustass-ya..." Law said in a tone with warning behind it. Kid just rolled his eyes and frowned. He carefully removed his finger from you and wiped it off on your ass and muttered a quiet apology.
You were limp and completely spent as the two of them took the time to clean you up and ensure you were okay and unhurt. It took a bit of convincing, but both of them agreed to spend the night with you. The aching muscles and sore love bites would serve as a pleasant reminder of this encounter, and it certainly wouldn't be the last you would have with these diametrically opposed captains.
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myossssss · 9 months
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Happy 2nd anniversary to TGAA's localization !
I had the honor to participate in the art collaboration organized by @tgaacollab, here's the Judge. :]
You can see the full collab here !
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Elena Shvarts, Centres of Cataclysm: Celebrating Fifty Years of Modern Poetry in Translation; from ‘Birdsong on the Seabed’, tr. Sasha Dugdale// Moon song, phoebe bridgers// Emily Skaja, from Brute: Poems; “No, I do not want to connect with you on Linkedin”//Enomoto Seifu-jo//Reiji Hiramatsu// Richard Monckton Milnes, Lady Moon// Diana, Huntress by Jules Joseph Lefebvre (1879)
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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Leon S. Kennedy/Chris Redfield Characters: Chris Redfield, Leon S. Kennedy, Piers Nivans, Adam Benford, Ada Wong, Helena Harper, Sherry Birkin, Claire Redfield Additional Tags: Chris having disjointed memories, implied self harm, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Leon suffers depression, Chris has massive anger problems, Misunderstandings, RE6 AU, Mentions of Revelations 2, Blood, Gun injuries, Implied/Referenced Rape/Non-con Summary:
Somewhere Chris remembers Leon and his love for him, but not anything specific to go back to.
Somewhere Leon works to find Sherry, Chris and for a brief while, Claire but his best efforts keep getting blocked by someone.
Sometime Later, Leon and Chris reunite under the worst circumstances.
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cipher-club · 1 year
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I like that her fire is pink 🥰
Edit: I kinda messed up the layers XD
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salamispots · 6 months
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some downtime doodling
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somnimagus · 7 months
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My page for @kairizine. It was such a huge honor to be part of this wonderful book with everyone, I had so much fun!
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#kingdom hearts#kh#kh kairi#kh xion#kh namine#i don't really feel proud of my own stuff usually but#i really think this is the drawing i'm most proud of from this past year!! it made me think 'oh maybe i can draw' haha#i'm still kinda bad with colors but something clicked with this one. and i feel like i got the sentimental feeling i wanted!#ooh but this project's about flower symbolism so ramble incoming:#protea symbolizes resilience transformation and diversity; hollyhock means 'please remember me.'#so my general theme was finding a sense of self.#these 3 have struggled with finding their own identity; they tend to get left behind both in-universe and in general plotwise#and naminé and xion both resemble kairi and were overshadowed by her memory. but i feel like all 3 have transformed into their own people#xion and naminé have their faces covered partially by hollyhock to show their wish to be remembered for who they are-#instead of the parts that they share with someone else#and the protea bouquets show how they each held on and resiliently grew into their own person despite it all#i put a little swervy path on the hill behind kairi to give that hopeful sense of growth and moving forward. it's a little hard to see#hopefully that makes sense! i really love symbolism but i think in visuals so i'm really bad with words#but gosh working with everyone on this project was so fun. it was like impossible not to get swept up by the team's hype for this zine#i need to hunt down everybody's work and rb it#ohh and everybody's flowers are so crisply drawn it's insane!! i think if i lined all these flowers and leaves i'd die haha#fan art#my art#project stuff
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exophreak · 9 months
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HEY LOOK IT'S THAT THING FROM ULTRAKILL
i haven't even played the game proper, but i found myself overcome by my love for robots :]
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idk-bruh-20 · 9 months
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Irondad fic ideas #151
There is a LOT of Iron Man merch out there. One day, Stark Industries comes out with a line of Iron Man themed night lights that look like arc reactors. The marketing? "For kids who are scared of the dark: Iron Man will protect you."
In completely unrelated news, a whole bunch of child abusers across the country have recently been arrested as a result of  anonymous tips to local authorities.
Bonus:
It's an open secret at some point. Teens who are being abused start buying the night lights. Hell, adults start buying them. Charities pop up to cover the cost for anyone who needs it. Kids who are newly safe often send their night lights on to others ("I'm not scared of the dark anymore," they say).
Even with all of this, nobody snitches to the media or government. They all know grown-ups tend to complicate and ruin precious things.
It helps that the night lights clearly can distinguish between different types of situations. Kids whose parents need mental health or addiction support suddenly find they're being contacted by free services that actually help. If ICE is a concern, the people knocking on the door are not cops but immigrant rights activists. Kids who are hungry get food. Families who need housing support coincidentally find it.
"Iron Man will protect you," indeed.
This fic idea was inspired by this post from @fotibrit!!
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ultipoter · 15 days
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Pokemon Legends Arceus fan comic, where Jirou has disappeared and Volo has complicated feelings about it. (And maybe figures out that there's a bit of a God in that little phone of Jirou's)
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earlgodwin · 2 months
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— If you hate beauty, dear sis, you must hate yourself.
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tradingjack · 2 months
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how bout them apples
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@priellan COME GET THE BOY!!! ✨
Some different ideas for how that could go down >:D And me picking something personally self indulgent again asdlfjsdLJSDGLDSJG I wanna see him with a Tangled rapunzel length hair braid... it would be so pretty...
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underforeversgrace · 1 year
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all masks must come off
DannyMay2023 Day 6: Eclipse
words: 2517
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Excerpt: "Eclipses are... hm, kind of like holy days for ghosts." Danny began and Maddie fully relaxed. Ghosts weren't sentient enough to have anything approching religion or faith. "You can't hide under an eclipse. It's night and day both turning their gaze to you and no disguise can bear both the sun and moon's scrutiny."
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It was Vlad who told him what would happen, though still in the interest of self-preservation and not any kind of kindness or goodwill. Surprisingly enough, it had been Sidney who further expanded, who explained why it would happen. 
Danny, of course, had known about the upcoming solar eclipse for months, what kind of space Obsessed ghost would he be if he didn’t, after all? The closer it came to time, the more his core vibrated in his chest in excitement.
The closer it came to time, though, the harder it became to hold his form, the more he felt the masks he wore trying to slip.
His idea for the day might be madness, he knew. But… he was tired. Two years of this - of lying, of being shot by them - and he was tired. If they didn’t take it well… well, he knew how to care for himself. It wasn’t like he needed to eat, like all of his human biological processes were more suggestions than requirements. There were plenty of abandoned buildings and he was a ghost, may as well give into cliche if he needed to.
He prayed he didn’t need to. He prayed for their love. Who, or even what, he prayed to, he didn’t know. But he prayed with every fiber of his being that they loved him more than they feared ghosts, even once his mask was stripped from him.
A deep, stuttering breath as he reined in his fear. He knew they would accept him, part of him, he had seen that much courtesy of Freakshow last year. But they hadn’t known it all. They didn’t see the whole truth.
“Mom, dad?” Danny asked, peeking his head around the corner of the lab doorway. Even if he wasn’t half ghost, he would probably do this, to be honest. His parent’s lab safety was absolutely nonexistent - he was proof enough of that. It had half-killed two people.
“Danno!” His father boomed, a wide grin taking up half his face. Danny couldn’t help but smile back, Jack’s exuberance was practically tangible. (And also, outright delicious. Danny loved the taste of happy emotions, the darker ones left bitter tastes in his mouth.)
“What’s up, sweetie?” Mom asked, stepping away from whatever they were tinkering with on the desk and pulling her hood down. 
For a moment, Danny just enjoyed this, hoped it wouldn’t be the last time he was able to do this - absorb his parents’ love for him from the air.
“There’s an eclipse soon. Would you like to watch it with me?” Danny asked, gesturing towards the ceiling and the Ops Center above.
Surprise tinged the air as they looked at each other. He didn’t need to guess what they were thinking about. When he was younger, he had pulled them to the Ops Center so many times to just watch the night sky, it hadn’t even needed to have a notable celestial event happening. He had just been young and adored the stars and wanted to share it with his parents.
He hadn’t asked for anything like that, not even for the meteor shower, since he’d died.
“Of course!” Jack said, setting down the half finished device covered in disconnected wires on his desk.
“We’d love to.” Maddie agreed, though Danny saw the tears she blinked away. He knew they were tears of happiness, though.
He didn’t need to be an emotion eater to know that.
“C’mon, then!” He said, waving his hand to follow as he hurried up the stairs, though he pulled his phone out on his way up and shot a quick message to Tucker.
Hack and disable the suits.
He shoved the phone back in his pocket before getting a response, though the vibration he felt less than a minute later and the faint sound of machinery whirring down that even his ghost hearing struggled to hear were all the confirmation he needed.
His parents followed him all the way up, not even pausing when he dropped the ladder that led them to the top of the Ops Center, where nothing else remained over them. His core sang and he saw the first sliver of the moon begin to pass in front of the sun and he knew his countdown had begun as they each sat down, his parents pulling their hoods back on to protect their eyes, Danny fishing eclipse glasses from his pocket even though he didn’t need them.
“I need to talk to you two.” Danny said, leaping headfirst into whatever destiny determined for him as he felt his hold on his mask begin to shatter.
“Should’ve known, you haven’t asked to spend time with us in years,” Mom teased, but Danny sensed the pain behind her words.
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Maddie smiled at her son, though his entire focus was on the slowly disappearing sun above them. Her husband, who sat on Danny’s other side, had a similar smile. It had been so long since Danny wanted anything to do with them, that they weren’t forcing him to do.
“If Jazz or I came back. What would you do?” Danny asked, his gaze never wavering from the show in the sky.
Both parents’ smiles were wiped away, confused frowns replacing them.
“What do you mean, Danno?” Jack asked.
“The Fentons have one rule. What if Jazz or I broke it?”
“The only rule we have is to stay dead,” Maddie said, suddenly uncomfortable with the direction this conversation was going. She knew she was being less than subtle when she reached for Danny’s hand, holding it in her own, reassuring herself when she felt the pulse of his heart beneath his skin.
“I know.”
Maddie hesitated. What would they do? Obviously, it wouldn’t be her children anymore, but it would still be an echo of them. Could she hunt something that had once been her child?
It was Jack who ended up answering. “I… I don’t know. I couldn’t shoot something that looked like you, I know I couldn’t. So please move on, if it ever comes to that.” Jack swallowed, pain in his eyes as he even contemplated the idea of their son dying. “Please don’t linger.”
“And if it isn’t that easy? To just move on?” Danny asked. He began to look fuzzy around the edges, though Maddie didn’t even really acknowledge it, eyes full of tears as they were.
“I… I don’t know, Danny.” Maddie admitted. “I couldn’t hurt you. I couldn’t. Not something with your face.”
“It may not look like my face anymore.” Danny said cryptically.
Maddie was still struggling for words when Danny continued.
“Want to know something cool Sam discovered in one of her ghost books?”
“Uh. Uh, sure?” Maddie stuttered out, though some relief settled within her. Clearly, something in Sam’s books had been wrong and had caused a train of thought more painful than Maddie had ever imagined.
“Eclipses are… hm, kind of like holy days for ghosts.” Danny began and Maddie fully relaxed. Ghosts weren’t sentient enough to have anything approaching religion or faith. “You can’t hide under an eclipse. It’s night and day both turning their gaze to you and no disguise can bear both the sun and moon’s scrutiny.”
The moon continued to inch further in front of the sun.
“I…” Danny swallowed harshly. “I didn’t mean to.” He said, pulling off his glasses and tossing them from the roof.
��Danny!” They both yelled in worry, preparing to cover his eyes, but he scooted back too quickly.
Neither knew what to do when green eyes stared down at them. “I didn’t mean to stay.” He repeated and Maddie could no longer deny the fuzziness of his body wasn’t a trick her eyes were playing on her. He looked up at the sky again and Maddie just looked at her husband, shock, fear, worry, grief painting his features.
When she returned her gaze to her son, Maddie’s mind felt oddly empty. She just… she didn’t understand. When did her son die? She had just felt his heartbeat!
But there was no denying she was talking to her son’s ghost as he raised into the air, still with his legs crossed, floating without effort.
“Danny?” Jack whispered, reaching for him. Danny visibly flinched when his father managed to get his hand, but he didn’t pull away, even as Jack pulled him back to the ground. “Danny?” He repeated, pain the like of which Maddie had never heard from her husband in his voice as he grasped both of Danny’s shoulders, as though seeing him for the first time.
“I’m sorry,” Danny whispered back, the faintest hint of an echo seeping into his voice. Still in his father’s hands, he turned slightly to look at her. “I’m sorry.” He repeated, tears slipping from his eyes too.
He returned his gaze to his father and seamlessly pulled away from him, phasing through Jack’s hands. “That… that isn’t all.” He said. The eclipse wasn’t at totality yet, but it was nearly there. “You know two of my masks, my disguises. No one knows what I actually look like anymore. Not even me.”
Danny stood and stepped back away from them. “First, I need you to understand. I didn’t mean to die.” Those words were a knife to Maddie’s heart. “I didn’t mean to come back.” Suddenly, Maddie didn’t care about the stupid old Fenton rule. “But I’m happy. I’m still here. I… I’m still Danny. Still your son.” Maddie could no longer hold back tears at the last statement, how unsure he sounded in those few words despite everything else said with such confidence. No words came to her to say though, the lead in her chest suffocating her as his eyes continued to glow green.
“How long?” Jack asked, slightly lifting up his hood and letting a stream of tears escape. He wasn’t looking at the eclipse anymore.
“A little over two years.” Danny admitted and whatever was left of Maddie’s heart shattered so hard it was nearly audible. That long? How had her son been dead for two years and his parents didn’t know? 
Suddenly all of their ‘malfunctioning’ inventions made a lot more sense.
“But!” He continued, motioning for both of them to look at him. “I’m only half ghost. I… my accident with the portal, do you remember?” Maddie pressed her hand to her mouth as she began to actively, loudly sob.
Her invention had killed her son.
“Half?” Jack asked, emotions wavering in his voice. “That… that isn’t possible, son.”
“People said the same thing about ghosts.” Danny replied simply. “It’s time.”
Maddie could tell when totality hit, even if she hadn’t seen the change in color and light, hadn’t seen it out of the corner of her. Because she saw her son.
Her heart knew it was her son, even if her eyes didn’t.
As soon as the moon fully blocked the sun, he changed. The fuzziness faded from his edges. He grew taller, darker, his hands suddenly too long. He was still humanoid, but only barely. His torso stretched too far, his legs too thin, his face too blue. Inexplicably, she still saw the human in him. His heart shone through the darkness of his chest, his veins glowed. She could see his heart beating. Every time it pumped, his veins burned a very human red, fading to the green of his eyes, only to repeat the cycle at his next heartbeat, the crown floating above him pulsing in tandem. As she watched, a second set of what looked like veins began to glow a solid green, but the shape was wrong. It took her mind a moment to realize this new pattern of thin branches were shaped like lightning and only shot through half his body.
Maddie felt like she should be terrified. The being in front of her was monstrous, the thing children were warned would get them if they misbehaved.
But even as the… the thing in front of her opened his mouth and showed too sharp teeth, she didn’t fear him. He bit nervously at his lip, he rubbed a hand behind his neck.
In his mannerisms, she knew it was still her son in front of her.
Though, as she studied white hair, as the monochromatic symbol glowed on his chest, she wondered how she hadn’t seen it before. How she’d never seen her son in Phantom.
Maybe because Danny Fenton was a human boy and Danny Phantom was a long dead teenager. She’d never looked too closely.
“Mom?” He asked, voice echoing with static beneath, though it did nothing to hide the fear beneath. “Dad?”
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Danny had never felt as free as he did in that moment, the restraints of the mask he wore deteriorated to nothing. He had known, for a long time, that the way Phantom looked wasn’t the true way he was, but he’d always been too afraid to see what he may really be under the surface.
Phantom looked human, Phantom didn’t scare the people.
As he yielded to the eclipse, let it unravel every disguise he’d forged, he knew he would return to his costume as soon as he could. His body was too long, too thin, too tall. He could see his veins changing color as his ghost side and human side fought for dominance, could see his death scar glowing brightly in the pitch black that was his skin. His teeth felt too sharp against his tongue, his hair brushed against ears that were too long, a crown he kept trying to refuse weighing him down.
He had never seen this before. Only his death scar, though it remained hidden beneath his jumpsuit.
As free as he felt, he also knew he was horrific.
His parents’ emotions tasted sharper, sweeter, than anything ever had before. The horror and sorrow they felt tasted like ash.
But the acceptance was better, honey-like and with a pleasant aftertaste.
It was their love, though, that tasted better than anything he’d ever experienced before.
“Danny.” His mother said, standing and looking up at him, dwarfing her. He’d be dwarfing his father too right now. Danny hesitated then knelt down onto his knees, so he only towered slightly over her. “My son.” She continued, holding open her arms.
“Mom.” He said, voice breaking as tears spilled from him, as he accepted her embrace.
Jack said nothing, just enclosing his wife and son in his arms.
As they embraced in silence, the moon continued to move, allowing the sun’s light to spread again. Danny felt his masks come back to him and welcomed them, despite the constricted feeling he now was aware of, that had always been there.
When his parents pulled away, it was normal Danny Phantom who stood in front of them, shrunk back to his normal size.
There were a lot of discussions, a lot of guilt he knew he and his parents would have to work through.
But as love filled the air, filled his entire being, nourishment down to his very core, Danny knew it would all be okay. 
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princyvish · 4 months
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For the Whery DTIYS~
Sabo is just a creature of pure magical whimsy
(original DTIYS post here)
Obligatory @where-does-the-heart-lie so they can see this :)
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