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tanglepelt · 1 year
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An electric core
Danny would never forget.
The smell of smoke.
The flash of light
Green electricity shooting what appeared to be lightning all round him.
The pain shooting from his arm. Then the beam of light shooting around him. A green ring transforming him.
The screaming form he and his friends
Dying and coming back.
Everything changed from that day.
Lichtenberg scars now ran along his arm.
No longer able to storm watch with his friends. Thunder began to bother him often accompanied by lightning. He couldn’t watch shows with bright flashes or lightning. Lights flickering began to happen around him. The power lines had overloaded around him. Sparks coming off the lines. Electronics became a taunt. Even having fried a motherboard his parents had left out. No longer was he playing his video games.
Activities he once enjoyed brought him back to his death. A memory he wanted to forget. One he could never forget. No form was safe from the memories.
Then powers came with his death
Becoming a halfa wasn’t the worse.
Original he thought he’d enjoy the powers. Being invisible, the ability to walk through wall, and even flying. Danny thought it would be great. Play some pranks and have some fun. Something good had come from the event.
Then the ghost appeared.
And then being a halfa was the worst.
His parents never shut the portal down. There Fenton lock was a joke. How often did his dad leave it open? Far too often. Only to catch ghost as if they were fish flinging them into the human realm. Every ghost, ever rogue, any entity that made it through made his life a living nightmare. No need to attack the humans. Even without touching his friends made him relive the accident.
All because of his ghost sense.
Not some silly little breath. No chill along his spins. Not a cool warning.
No.
It was shockingly horrible time. His scars would glow green. Lights could flicker, blowing a breaker or two. The feeling of a being shocked is what got him. It wasn’t painful, not at all. It just brought him back to the accident. Every time a ghost appeared.
Lunch Lady was his first experience. He couldn’t stand her appearances anymore. Even with the shocks so minor she laid the foundation. That experience had been the worst.
The screaming
Falling to the ground
His scars glowing a light green.
Vison fading black.
Remembering his death
The muscle spasms that followed.
Forgetting to breathe
It was too much.
Anytime a ghost was near it happened. Always starting from the middle. If only he could just get used to it. Even without pain his arms always had phantom pains after. Danny just needed the ghost to stop coming through the portal.
He’d rather surprise attacks.
Keeping box ghost in the thermos became more considered each time he showed up. Boxy took no hints, only wanting to cause chaos. An escape nearly every day. If his ghost sense wasn’t so bad, he would be worth the effort. He had been ready to just trap him for eternity.
The first three months absolute torture. There was no relief. Everything set him off. There was no escape.
The more it happened the less he remembered. Having been forced to process what had happened. To realize and accept his death.
No more muscle spasm
No being unable to breathe.
Hardly any memories
Never forgetting but not being reminded.
He accepted his ghost sense. It wasn’t a problem anymore. It was a part of him and would be as long as he had these powers.
Then they grew. The powers just had to get worse.  His so-called ghost sense was happening at random. Even when no ghosts were around. It didn’t make sense. How can someone get used to something that changes. The level of shock, muscle spasm randomly occurring.
One day lightning shot from his hands. The flashes of the portal came shooting back. Danny couldn’t stop it. Green lightning kept coming out of him. The more it happened the less control he had. The strikes were wild and unpredictable.
His powers scared him.
The flashes brought him back. He couldn’t help but get lost in his thoughts. A reminder of what happened each time the lightning came from him.
Random green sparks. Random strikes. More storms happening in amity.
All his fault
Everywhere he went set him off.
Forced into his mind too much.
He just wanted to suppress it.
Once he held out. Lasted a week. It forced its way out. Causing him to collapse in pain he hadn’t felt since the accident. Everything burned from his chest spreading out. It wasn’t just memories. Danny thought it would kill him.
Anytime he attempted to suppress it would force itself out.
It was a curse.
Danny couldn’t get rid of it. He didn’t know how to or if it was even possible.
Danny doesn’t remember ending up in the ghost zone. One second his vison had gone black. The flash of his green lightning, the next he is floating in the ghost zone. The word faded and he is in the far frozen. Doesn’t recall getting here but he was.
Frostbite had greeted him in concern. All Danny could feel was the hum of static.
Apparently, he had a core.
Something he needed to survive. The thing that allowed him to use his powers.
An Electric core.
The yetis explained he needed to control it. If he didn’t use his powers, it would force itself out. The more he suppressed the more it would hurt. If he was scared the powers would run wild. There would be no control if he didn’t accept them.
They had ice cores. They couldn’t help.
Technus could and did.
The two had set aside their differences. Technus took a break from his conquering the world bit as he only took it as a challenge. Technus had felt the core long before Danny even knew it was there. He only went after the world as Danny did accidently suggest it.
Technus helped him use his powers. Make it apart of himself and even taught him party tricks.
Charging his phone without a cord.
Even some basic tech control. He could make a remote car work without the remote.
Making lights flicker on command. That was a fun way to mess with his parents.
The lightning was his to control. Not the other way. It was his.
Danny still had off days. The random muscle spasms that came from being over charged. Lightning was attracted to him. He still didn’t like storms.
Those days were better spent with his friends.
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bifrostarchivist · 8 months
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some guy: why does it smell like queer tragedy and despair and trauma and misery and sacrifice in here ?
my silly ass:
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ph-cutie · 1 month
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given my last posted piece i just wanted to make an appreciation post for this game's models and their very ugly eye situations. with a brief showcase
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whilomm · 8 days
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note: pollmaker is thinking of the USAmerican lottery system (powerball, mega millions, state lottos, scratchoffs, etc), but poll applies to other countries lotteries systems so long as its still the same concept of "big ol state sponsered gambling shit", but not like casino style gambling. u know what i mean, Lottos.
questions for the tags: how regularly, what stuff you play, if you have limits for yourself, if you feel like its a Problem for you, and for funsies the usual 'first thing youd do if you won the lottery' shit
reblog to have absolutely zero effect on your luck either way. just like, absolutely no change in luck whether you reblog this or scroll past. this is the luck neutral post reblog in the next 30 seconds or dont who give a shit
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sojutrait · 3 months
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chu hua was enjoying taking care of her sweet baby and the universe said okay bet how about another
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triptychofvoids · 4 months
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@emmetofthestars can you come pick up your cat?
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zooophagous · 5 months
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I love Minnesota. I think it's honestly some of the most beautiful countryside in the world. The people are friendly and the political climate is fair. But God dammit does the winter ever make me want to leave.
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wield-the-mighty-pen · 9 months
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IT'S NOT A DRILL....
ADRINETTE SCOOTER RIDES CONFIRMED!!!!
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quirkle2 · 4 months
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drew this all the way back in november, before i wrote the ending to recondite; this is what i originally planned in my vague outline, but the fic ended up going in a different direction, so this is inaccurate now. think of this as an alternate ending for funsies i guess VGEAIVGIY
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brother-emperors · 5 months
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you know that post about how scholars talk shit about each other when they write the phrase 'one might be tempted to assume,' or however it went. the entirety of crassus scholarship is like this.
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kristybluebird · 29 days
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Kozue accession as one of many surprises in an anarchic last year of operation at Ohtori.
In my freshman year of highschool there was a group of kids who spent 8th grade as the last class of students at a middle school that was to be decommissioned. The teachers were all either waiting to jump ship or retiring, a lot of work went undone, alot of student cruelty went unchecked. The upkeep was dismal, the roof leaked, light bulbs that extinguished themselves were not replaced, the students were only allowed in certain parts of the school. There seemed to be a liminality to the experience, spending most of your days within walls that would be torn down that very summer.
That's how I imagine Ohtori without Anthy and her power, a strange dwindling thing still shook by the conclusion of normality and humming with anticipation of the deathblow.
Anyway, Kozue Co-prez!
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futurewgarbage · 6 months
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Waaaiiitt hold on i wasn't expecting sss class suicide hunter to be actually good????? It has a shitty name like the million empty rip off light novels and manhwas but it's...so good????????? How?????
I just started binging it today but it's so compelling. It has themes and they're discussed from different angles and it tells stories that matter and the mc actually changes so much throughout the story.
As im writing this im at ch 78 of the manhwa and im just. Floored. Holy shit. I assume there's a lot more in store for me moving forward but goddamn?????? It's so touching, so moving and so cool also. Im impressed. Im amazed. People should be talking more about this wth!!!!
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canarydarity · 8 months
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having a normal one watching Bdubs lim life tonight and thinking about how when Bdubs betrayed Tango in last life, Skizz told Tango that for the sake of team best he had to go and forgive him.
But when Bdubs boogey kills Skizz in lim life before team ties is even really formed, Skizz is allowed to have it out for Bdubs for almost the entire first half of the season, even when the clockers ally with them and it would've been easier to let sleeping dogs lie.
Tango, the perpetually extraneous and undervalued member of his alliances...the too often shoved aside and betrayed...being told it was his duty to the team to forgive bdubs and move on....
But no one—especially not Tango—tried to tell Skizz to let it go.
#and like. now im thinking about how no one is ever really ride or die for tango. ever#people are allied with him but no one PRIORITIZES him#as a team rancher fan myself id be tempted to argue Jimmy is but you can just as easily point to how that was in a way self serving#and I dont just mean with the soulmate mechanic so worrying about tango was worrying about himself for jimmy#but i mean it in the way of jimmy was so worried about tango because#jimmy was worried about HIMSELF being the thing that hindered him and dragged him down#whihc is not to say that jimmy didnt also worry about tango#but it is to say that the dl rule set played heavily on jimmys insecurities and fears#he was most of the time worried about himself. YES because of how that affected tango. but also because it served his guilt complex#and so his intentions were colored by that as someone whos incredibly willing to make himself the problem whenevr he sees fit#whihc is again nothing on him hes my fave ya know i love the guy#i just mean even in double life where by design it shouldve happened tango wasnt made anyones top priority#not in the way that we come to see it across many other pairs. not in the obsessive worrying about his safety#or just in the general Being Weird About Each Other Way#sure you could argue skizz and tango last life...tango was for a while skizzs priority—until skizz shifted his sights to team best#even when team best wasnt giving their all backt o him that was skizzs focus#and if tango were really his priority over the wellbeing of the team such as it was for bdubs and etho#skizz wouldnt have tried to make tango forgive bdubs after he was betrayed#skizz wouldnt have kept asking tango to give more and more to a team he got little if not nothing out of over and over.....just#GAH! NO ONES EVER DEVOTED TO TANGO!!! NO ONE EVER CHOOSES TANGO TO BE THEIR //PERSON// THEIR. HES NEVER SOMEONES TOP PRIORITY#again im nto saying teh ranchers werent devoted to each other you know i love them more than anything in the whole world#i just mean. not in exactly the way i mean....#and not completely when jimmy was so (understadnably) preoccupied with trying not to carry on his curse again#especially while attached to someone else#worm says
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thiscatiscreepy · 2 months
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Society if the audio quality of the studio recording of High Noon Over Camelot wasn't dogwater.
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oldbirdwithnobrain · 29 days
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le spy
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here yall take a small spy doodle before i pass out for today. Ill give you guys some more spy towmorrow :D
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linddzz · 9 months
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Looking up from 95 feet down
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