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i got tagged by @gayeddiaz & @thatbuddie & @gayravi !! MWAH i love you all!! <33 the literal only thing i'm working on right now is my buddie version fic which is due *checks watch* friday, so here's some of that:
His mouth opens and closes repeatedly as he tries to force the words out, but sound fails him. His mouth positions itself around the four syllables he’s so desperately trying to communicate to no avail. He remembers what Frank taught him in therapy about having difficult conversations and the calm before the storm. He inhales over the sensation of his heart hammering away inside of his chest, curling his toes inside of his shoes as he circles his shoulders back, lifting his chin as he closes his eyes.
“Don’t marry her.” he whispers, so quiet that he thinks Buck may not have heard him over the music and his own movement. But because it’s Buck, and because they’re them, he does hear.
Chuckling loudly to himself without even looking away from his bag, Buck asks, “What’re you talking about, Eddie?”
“Don’t marry Taylor.” He straightens his shoulders, suddenly feeling so much more sure of himself.
It’s silent for a second, and then Buck begins to laugh again, dread beginning to curl in Eddie’s gut. “Okay, good joke. It’s getting a little bit overdone now though.”
Eddie steps closer, tucking his hands into the front pocket of his jeans, hoping to stop the trembling. “I’m not joking. Buck, you don’t have to do this. Don’t marry her —”
“No.” Buck snaps, finally whirling around to point an accusing finger in Eddie’s direction that feels a lot more like a dagger in his chest. “You don’t get to do this, not now.”
“Not now? What the hell’s that supposed to mean?” Eddie shakes his head, taking another step towards Buck, trying to bridge the cavern between them. “Buck — Evan — please, I’m in love with —”
“Do not finish that sentence.” Buck hisses, pressing the heels of his hands to his eyes as though to stave off tears as he chuckles coldly. Eddie tries to ignore the way the dagger inside of his chest seems to be twisting with every shaky inhale Buck takes. The hotel room is silent, save for the low music playing in the corner of the room, tauntingly happy and jovial as Eddie’s world begins to fall apart.
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I will never ever in my life get tired of the villain and their fiercely loyal second-in-command having weirdly intense sexual tension
#this could be about anything but its about Gundam first and foremost#Angelo wants that man so bad I have to physically look away to give him some privacy#he's just like me fr
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The second he realizes Donna is upset and panicking because they were suddenly taken away from Rose and god knows where in the universe, he took her and kissed her hand and held it against his hearts as he looked into her eyes and promised to get her home. He is comforting her and grounding her. Fourteen really is able to show so much more physical affection and vulnerability. So much more of the love he has in him. He's able to be there for Donna as a friend in a way the Doctor has struggled to do all his life. (x)
#THEY CAN'T KEEP GETTING AWAY WITH THISSSSS#dw spoilers#wild blue yonder#doctor who#dwedit#doctorwhoedit#dwgifs#timelordgifs#fourteenth doctor#donna noble#userlauren#usereena#i am trembliiiing#the way he immediately goes to her.#reaches out for her#holds her hand and kisses it and looks into her eyes#holds her hand against his chest#horrible i'm doing so bad
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keep a calendar, this way you will always know.
#fall out boy#fall out boy edit#fall out boy lyrics#fob lyrics#fobedit#folie a deux#joe trohman#patrick stump#andy hurley#pete wentz#headfirst slide into cooperstown on a bad bet#sye did something#WAAAUGHH I FINALLY made a decent looking headfirst slide edit#the calendar starts with saturday because I fucked up the year and just realized after I finished itkjdhjd very fitting in fob world I gues#I know october is like a week something away but I have to upload this now because It's starting to look ugly#fun fact headfirst slide is my all time fav song if anyone cares#q
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I love that everyone in TMA is just. Unremarkable. Jon isnt a heroic character; he's self-loathing and depressed and he exhibits the same self-pity as I do when I'm self-loathing and depressed. He doesn't stand out for his strength of will or quick-thinking or virtue. He's a good person but he stops trying to stay human when it gets uncomfortable. He's everything that a regular person is when theyre trapped in a horrible situation and it's ugly and insufferable and Real.
#and dont even get me started on the rest of them#martin is jealous and petty and manipulative#and look at his life— look at his mother— of course he is!#basira would never do the things daisy does but she's perfectly content to look the other way and ignore it#and she does the same thing in the archives— the world is ending and she hides away with her books and pretends it's none of her business#and oh god MELANIE#like#it really drives home tim's point that all you need for the fears to ruin your life is just bad luck#tma#the magnus archives#jonathan sims#jon sims
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been watching dungeon meshi...🌱
#marcille donato#dungeon meshi#delicious in dungeon#dunmeshi#girl i dont know what tags are right.#deliart#normally i stay away from the fantasy medieval rpg etc aesthetic but this anime is nice so far ! felt a little refreshing.#i appreciate the textured linework in the anime. although as someone who also does that. i really felt the slight bleed on the colors#in some spots. i wanted to get in there to fix it soo bad in the beginning#textured linework requires a lot of effort to look clean.....but it looks lovely. seems difficult if u gotta color a whole animation#id do neat linework for this but i am base sketch pen for linework pilled rn. post more work less#got more serious wips currently but those are all on the backburner<3 sorrie.....
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lore accurate chuuya canonically drives a 2006 sparkly barbie motorcycle
#for the love of god someone pls take away my artist privileges#this came to me in a fever dream except i wasn't actually sick just delusional#the pink leather jacket was a gift from kouyou for his sixteenth birthday and he's obliged to wear it everytime he takes the motorcycle out#dazai finds it absolutely fucking hilarious and probably takes blackmail photos except you can't blackmail a bad bitch like chuuya so#every time you open his photos he's probably the only one getting embarrassed bc it's all pics of his partner👹#anyway he looks so bbygirl in pink i wish he changed his outfit for smth other than official art#but alas#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#nakahara chuuya#chuuya nakahara#lotus draws
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Jason is a nice dude, really~
He's been cleaning up his act. He's been hanging out with the other Bats outside of patrol, reaching out and talking to Roy and Artemis, making amends with Tim, who keeps hiding from him for some reason.
He always cooks for more than one person, takes one of the Bats breaking into his apartment in stride, cursing less, being open and friendly more, and overall is trying to be better.
Meanwhile;
Inside his brain, Jason is fighting for control over his own body every day. He's been possessed, and because everyone likes the "nice" him better, no one's fucking doing anything about it.
Once he gets control again he is so kicking all of their asses.
#batman au#story prompt#nice jason but not really#jason got possessed but because the ghost is playing nice#everyone prefers jason like this#so they don't look into it#tim is freaked out tho#and he is looking into it but like#far away#jason todd#red hood#red hood au#idk someone mentioned mischaracterization as a bad thing and my brain went#but what if it was foreshadowing
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Dude bros will choke on their own dick cheese before admitting Bruce Wayne is autistic while saying "Bruce Wayne is just a mask he uses to blend in with regular people" with their whole chests huh. Babe do I have some news for you
#bruce wayne#batman#battinson#text#text post#also very hilarious and funny that these mfs look at a grown adult who cosplays furry sherlock while giving ppl boss lvl brain damage#and say ' okay but thats more logical than autism' listen bitch its bad enough you utilize a vigilante and symbol of communital justice#as a patriarchal symbol of self-righteousness. don't take THAT away from him as well!!!#dc#dc comics
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Alright. I came across someone saying that Rick "put Jason in a pedestal" and "overhyped" him by emphasizing how good looking he is and that Jason shouldn't have been so attractive looking. (Tbf tho that person made it sound like they seemed more mad bc their least favourite character was considered good looking lol) but I'll yap about the significance here anyways. Beware of a very long yapping session below.
I do understand their frustration though, because jason getting told that he looks good all the time makes it seem very shallow and unfair to the others.
And let me tell you, Jason is SUPPOSED to be gorgeous looking in everyone's eyes. He is supposed to be conventionally handsome, Rick didn't intend for his looks to be "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder " or something like Percy's (like how Piper didn't find him as impressive) Percy's is supposed to be more authentic. Percy's character isnt centred in people idolizing him, everyone can acknowledge that he's handsome looking, but it isn't in a "perfect" type of way, he's a carefree spirit and that reflects on his looks. While Jason is hardwired as this ethereal looking hero in people's eyes that not even ONE can deny that he looks good, bc ppl in Rome had set him as the "standard". Jason said this before in the lost hero, that him being a son of Jupiter, makes him feel like the support he gets is only because his dad is a very regal and intimidating figure.
That's kind of the whole point, he's supposed to look like this perfect man who can do no wrong. His "Golden noble boy" arc is literally the whole concept of his character. Why else do you think rick wrote Aphrodite approving of Jason's looks saying that he needed no improvement (which she rarely does) ?
Because Jason is supposed to be put like a statue to admire and idolize, that's ALSO why rick made sure to add that Jason looks like a Roman sculpture, bc that's like a metaphor for his inner conflicts. The guy was put like an artifact for people to ogle at in camp Jupiter ever since he was a kid of 4. That's part of the tragedy.
Annabeth said it perfectly “Annabeth tried to hide it, but she still didn’t completely trust the guy. He acted too perfect - always following the rules, always doing the honorable thing. He even looked too perfect. In the back of her mind, she had a nagging thought. What if this is a trick and he betrayed us?” Mark of Athena, page 6.
His mother, whom he's supposed to look like, is also a literal world wide tv actress. So you can't expect anything less either.
Also, Jason is supposed to mirror Percy. And let's be real. Rick put Percy in a VERY high pedestal looks wise, aswell, Not just Jason. And that's okay.
Rick made Hazel mistake Percy for a literal god because he was just that good looking (tbf, in a way, when I was younger, I found this to be a little bit of an exaggeration, bro was covered in mud and seaweed and was compared to a god, it was rlly funny to a 10 year old me 😭 yeah but don't mind this though, this was just a younger me jealous that I couldn't be as pretty as Percy was in mud lol) If Percy can be "hyped" up so "unrealistically" in that particular situation then so can Jason. They are both literal half gods, so unrealistic praise is very normal) and rick also made sure to emphasize that almost all the teen characters had a crush on Percy. So apparently that isn't called putting a character in a pedestal but Jason's is? They are BOTH put in pedestals, because they're both heroes.
Jason and Percy are supposed to be equals, so both of them being in the top two when it comes to looks makes SENSE. Because people are supposed to argue about who is better looking, since they're written as foils.
You cannot expect rick to make Percy look like a god and Jason look like a rat 😭 then there's no point of having them as parallels if one has the upper hand in something. Rick did a good job by conveying that they are BOTH attractive, but in different ways. That's why the Percy/Jason looks debate always have mixed answers.
Jason getting complimented by Aphrodite, the GODDESS of beauty, for his looks and her saying that he didn't have anything to "fix" in his face BC it already looks gorgeous = Percy getting compared to a gorgeous Roman god by hazel. They are both equal comparisons in slightly different tones.
#why do y'all beef at Jason for being hot like bro it's not that serious. Let him be as hot as he wants pls#why do you want him to look “ordinary” so bad like it would strip off the significance#😭 put your personal bias against jason away from this discussion.#Percy doesn't need to be the only attractive looking guy in pjo#pjo series#pjo#pjo fandom#percy jackson#pjo hoo#jason grace#pjo hoo toa#leo valdez#piper mclean#annabeth chase#hazel levesque#frank zhang#hoo
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Rick Grimes in The Ones Who Live | 1x03 - Bye
#only rick grimes could have helmet hair that looks that immaculate#Rick Grimes#The Ones Who Live#towl spoilers#*#rg#rick flinching away from jadis lmao lmao lmao#that last gif is for me#that's my aesthetic#for some reason#stop stop do not#...drinking whiskey sitting in the chair with his legs further apart than me and morals#soft warm lighting#can i use you crm jacket as a cushion for my knees? they're boney#rogue neck fuzzies!#that tendon in his neck.....#excuse me but The Nose™#my rick trash™ persona is very back i fear#i accidentally typed bad instead of back#still works#that hair tho#*patrick star voice* FIRMLY GRASP IT#he still be kickin thangs#the sling the sling stab me with whatever they called their walker pokey things
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♱ PROTECTOR. — simon "ghost" riley
when a random guy tries to hit on you at the bar, you’re thankful simon was there to help you.
warnings. — drunk creepo at the bar, harassment, price and gaz are oblivious but don’t get mad at them!, reader is a medic at the company but it wasn’t really mentioned.
notes. — based off of this request! thank you, lovely :) i’m not too confident in this one but whatever.
photo creds. — yumethefrostypanda.
This wasn’t usually your crowd; bar’s weren’t somewhere you spent your time at. You only really went when there was a successful mission. And it just so happened that the boys had done just that, once again. So of course, when they invited you to a bar that a few of them were well acquainted with, you couldn’t possibly say no.
That’s how you found yourself here—playing pool with Gaz and Price as the others chatted away somewhere nearby.
“Ha! I told you, Price: never fuck with me and pool. I’ll smoke you every time,” you boasted, making a dramatic bowing motion in Price’s direction.
Price rolled his eyes, the corner of his mouth tugging up into an amused smirk as he brought his cue stick up on the pool table. “Okay, okay. Don’t get cocky, now.”
You stayed quiet as you watched Price line up the cue stick, silently praying on his downfall. Gaz walked up beside Price, sticking his head in his line of sight, smirking. “I dunno, Captain. Think that’s a miss, right there.”
You giggled as you watched Price straighten his back a bit before shoving Gaz to the side. “Sick of people doubting my skills,” he groaned playfully. “See who’s gonna be laughing after this.”
Just before Price takes the shot, a man walks up beside you. He stood awfully close to you, brushing his shoulder flush against yours and then putting a hand on your lower back. You look up at him, noticing the hazy look in his eyes as his gaze bore down on you. He was obviously drunk, and that added with the strange proximity made you want to move away from him, fast. Though you found yourself unable to look away from him, much less move. It was like your body was stuck. And not willingly.
As soon as the white ball collided with one of the other pool balls, you snapped out of whatever moment you were stuck in. You looked at Gaz and Price, who were too busy having a squabble about Price not making the shot to notice this man who walked up to you like he knew you.
Moving your hand to reach behind your back, you pried the man’s hand off of you, stepping back a significant amount to create distance between you two.
“Don’t fucking touch me,” you spat, immediately getting a feeling of fear when his disturbing smile stayed plastered on his face. He took a step towards you and you took one more back. But when your back hit a chair, you stopped moving. “Fuck off, dude.”
He fake pouted at you. “Oh, come on… I’m much more interesting than some game of pool.”
You looked around the room to hopefully find someone who would help you. Your brain wasn’t really all there in the moment to just yell at him, instead, you were searching for someone. Someone who you didn’t even realize you were looking for specifically, until your eyes landed on him walking out of the bathrooms hallway.
“Ghost!” Within a second, Ghost’s eyes were on yours. And then on the man. You let out a relieved breath when he started making his way over to you, walking so fast you felt out of breath just watching him.
He pushed his way between you and the man and shoved him back roughly. “You okay?” he asked you. All you could do was nod.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, man? We were havin’ a conversation!”
All you saw was Ghost’s fist collide with the man’s face before he was on the ground. The sharp sound of bone cracking and a loud thud as he hit the ground alerted everyone nearby, including Price, Gaz, and the others. Their eyes widened as they took in the scene, the surrounding area going far too quiet, save for the music still playing over the speakers.
It seemed like Ghost took notice of the staring eyes just as you did, as he turned and grabbed your arm to move you in front of him. He placed his hand on the small of your back, but this time you didn’t move it. He guided you two out of the bar and into the cool, night air.
“Ghost—”
“—The hell was that?” Soap asked, rushing out of the bar after you two barely a few seconds later. The others came out after him, the same look of confusion written on their faces.
Ghost looked at you, noticing the look you were giving him that pleaded for him not to say anything. He sighed, but complied. “Nothing. Don’t worry about it,” he said, turning to the others.
“Didn’t look like nothing,” Alejandro poked.
“It was nothing.”
He furrowed his brows, obviously knowing something was wrong. They all knew something was wrong, but they didn’t push any further when Ghost thankfully shut them down.
“I’m gonna take her home,” you nodded along to what Ghost said. You weren’t sure why, honestly. But you trusted him. “I was gonna call it a night for myself anyway.”
With quick goodbyes and worried glances, you and Ghost left the bar. You made it a point to let them know that bar was now completely off limits for mission celebrations when you were in a cleaner headspace.
☆ — © saintlulls, 2023 - don’t repost, translate, or copy.
#*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 📁 ꒰ simon ghost riley ! ⊹˚. ♡ ꒱#this is kinda bad ??#look away if it is oml#i’m a smut writer ok this isn’t my strong suit#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#ghost call of duty#ghost cod#ghost x reader#cod#cod mw2#call of duty#call of duty mw2#call of duty modern warfare 2#saintlulls
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Continuation/blurb/snippet from this writing prompt.
It took less than a week to get custody of the Fenton children.
Oswald expected that it wouldn’t take long with his connections, but even that turn around is faster than what he expected. He'd anticipated pulling strings, greasing palms, maybe making some threats, but before he can even think of getting things moving to do so the paperwork is signed and a social worker is calling him to sort out the travel arrangements for the kids.
It's all done local, the judge, CPS, the witnesses and lawyers, each and every one calling the town home. Each and every one pushing the case through at a speed that Oswald didn't think was possible even in the most crooked of situations. He smelled conspiracy, but not - surprisingly - a malicious one.
Amity wasn't the smallest place in the world, but it was small enough. And the Fentons were public figures, though not in the way that Jack and Maddie Fenton obviously thought they were. How long had the people of Amity been watching things go wrong for the kids? How long had they been trying - in their own, limited ability - to help? Long enough to get desperate, seemed to be the answer.
The only resistance Oswald can find as he reviewed all the information he could get ahold of, was from the Mayor - Jazz and Danny's godfather, somehow more crooked than even Gotham's elected officials as far as Oswald could tell - and the Dr's. Fenton themselves.
The Mayor was summarily denied any influence of the case by the judge on the grounds of the long standing and publicly recorded ugliness of Master's relationship with Danny - which was something else Oswald was going to have to figure out. Along with all the…ghost stuff.
Oswald wasn't sure what to make of the ghost stuff.
Honestly he was leaving it for his people to figure out and wrangle into a reasonable explanation to report to him later. It was…something, a big something, and not - as he'd originally suspected upon initial cursory research into the town - a tourist gimmick or an overly high meta population. A later problem, provided he had to co tend with it at all once the children were officially in his custody in Gotham.
The biggest issue had been the kid's parents. Or really, the biggest issue had been the shady government agency backing the kids' parents.
The Fentons were the Ghost Investigation Ward's pet mad scientists. Creating weapons and genocidal plans - against ghosts - and generally tormenting the towns' living inhabitants just as much as the undead ones. The GIW had been protecting Jack and Maddie from any repercussions of their recklessness, and were willing to butt in on an unexpected custody battle in order to keep their maniacal golden geese happily working away.
From what Oswald had heard, a representative of the GIW had shown up to convince the judge to dismiss the case, but the judge had been faster. By the time the men in all white appeared - garish and tacky in their ill fitted, bulky suits - it had been too late of course. The judge had apparently anticipated their impending appearance and had made their ruling and had everything filed tidily late the night before. Courts did not typically stay running til three in the morning, but apparently an exception had been made.
There were a great many things wrong with Amity Park - wrong in a lot of ways they were in Gotham, wrong in ways they weren't - but the people that called the place home seemed to have come to a decision on one thing: the Fenton children were not safe, and unknown or not they were trusting Oswald to get them out of there.
It was strange and a little overwhelming, for an entire population that did not know him to see him as some kind of hope. Some kind of hero.
There were many, many things wrong in Amity Park.
He tried to assure himself when everything was said and done and the kids were packed and on their way that it wasn't his problem. He was officially Jazz and Danny's guardian, in a city half a country away that even with his - nominally- cleaned up act he held a great deal of power over. He was nearly untouchable within Gotham's shadow, and no one from some half-mad town was going to be able to do anything to change that.
He made preparations though, just in case. He hadn’t gotten where he was by being stupid. The Bat could use something to chew on that wasn't one of Oswald's entirely legitimate business ventures anyway. An ethically suspect government agency that was likely to come sticking their noses in Gotham's business sooner than later would do just nicely for that, and might even earn him some kind of grace from Gotham's brooding knight without getting him in hot water with any of the city's criminal element.
All that was left at that point was actually meeting the kids in person.
His kids.
He ignored the strange, bittersweet ache that touched his heart at that. It was, after all, entirely a means of improving his reputation in the city. The kids mean an end. He'd take care of him the same he did all his people, but not any more than that.
It was just business.
If he reminded himself enough, it might even be true one day.
He suspected though, as he laid eyes on them for the first time - shadow eyed and leery, haunted in a way that ghosts couldn't manage and looking not much at all like Oswald outside the fear and the pain he did his best to forget from his own upbringing - that the point of not caring had been passed the minute he'd gotten that first call.
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Apologies if Penguin is out of character, all I know about him is what I vaguely remember from TAS, what I’ve absorbed from fandom and what I tried to put together from a wiki lol.
I did this instead of sleeping last night because I couldn’t get the initial idea out of my head (which slightly defeats the purpose of making it a writing prompt so that I could just read everyone else’s wonderful thoughts and writings on the idea instead of getting side tracked from my other writing projects - again lol - but oh well).
I don’t know if I’ll write anymore, and as with everything else I post this is open for anyone who is interested to run with.
Tag time!
@phoenixdemonqueen @justgray15777 @gin2212 @blankliferain @meira-3919 @lexdamo @hallowsden @derpygirl64 @thewondersoflebanon @amercurio @vythika96 @my-perfect-storybook-love @apointlessbox
#dp x dc#dc x dp#Danny Phantom#batman#the penguin#oswald cobblepot#jazz fenton#danny fenton#danny and jazz get adopted by oswald cobblepot#amity parkers have figured out what's going on and are just trying to help keep the fenton children alive#the GIW have been interfering to keep CPS from getting involved#Lancer was one (1) day away from leading an armed militia against Fenton Works to get Danny and Jazz the fuck out of there#Oswald unknowingly saved Jack & Maddie's lives by getting involved when he did#he'll probably regret that when he finds out more about what the fuck is actually going on#the GIW are gonna have a bad time once Batman (and the JL) get wind of the fucked up shit they're up to#Penguin: just a straight forward PR stunt where I adopt these kids and then I don't have to have any emotions about that fact#Amity Park: *is fucked up*#Danny & Jazz: *is even more fucked up*#Danny & Jazz: look sad and scared and#Penguin: I'm a dad now#the batkids are just worried Bruce's adoption addiction is spreading
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Inspo from this random short I stumbled into on youtube today
#my art stuff#comic#undertale#underswap#underfell#sans#blue#red#digital art#rude#i do NOT look like you.#captioned#alt text#i never add alt text cus I’m lazy and never really make things for others to see#and I’m aware that’s very ableist and I always feel really bad about it…#but I gave the images alt text this time!!!#I hope it’s at least somewhat helpful!!!#meme#idk how else to tag this if there even is anything else to add#i usually table the tags away with whatever I think of what I’m posting#but this time I’m just kinda happy with it? it was funny to me and I execured it well without completely over-exerting myself#i got some angle variation in there which I’m very proud of myself for since I have a big tendancy to draw every face from#the same 3/4 angle a lot#idk I’m just happy with it :o)
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DPXDC Prompt#148 Part 2
Danny feels himself grow bright red and the two stare into each other's eyes for what felt like an eternity.
“I- Uh… I’m Danny” He finally managed to mutter.
“Damian Wayne, its a pleasure to make your acquaintance.” Danny's blush grew even brighter as the next moment Damian kissed his hand, Danny couldn’t help but feel flustered.
After a moment Danny rubbed the back of his neck with his hand and stuttered out, “It’s nice, to meet you too” He could tell how happy Damian was to meet him and he felt a little bad for feeling nervous in the first place. Danny thought Damian was cute and he decided then that he wouldn’t mind getting to know him a little better. First they had to get through the rest of the gala, and soon as he thought about the gala something clicked.
He realized Damian was the son of Bruce Wayne who at the moment was talking to his own parents. He couldn’t help but stare as he let the information sink in.
“Ah yes it looks like Father is talking to some of the scientists that were invited.” Ancients, Danny knew his parents couldn’t help being themselves and unfortunately that meant things like accidentally spilling fudge right onto Mr. Wayne's suite. They watched as Mr. Wayne told his parents it wasn’t a problem and then walked out of the room.
Danny couldn’t help but sigh, “Sorry about them, my parents are a little eccentric. Don’t even get me started on their obsession with ghosts, my dad will not shut up sometimes.” Danny rubbed the back of his neck nervously again as he realized he was rambling a little bit.
“Don’t worry it looks like Father handled the situation well, although I am curious what kind of inventions two scientists obsessed with ghosts create. That’s what this gala is about, we want to support scientists in untapped fields of study.” Danny listened as his soulmate explained things to him.
Danny looked over to see Vlad talking to a thin scientist in the corner of the room. He was definitely up to something, a ball like this had Vlad scheming something with a mad scientist written all over it.
He was brought out from his thoughts as a loud crash could be heard as the wall across the room burst open and none other than the Joker walked through.
Danny tried to make his way to the other side of the gala, strangely Damian had disappeared but Danny didn’t have the time to look for him.
However when he got to the door staying low to the ground the door burst through and more of Joker's goons looked straight at him and he found himself tied up right in front of the Joker.
“What do we have here? A new Wayne?” Joker said as he cupped Danny's face in his hand. Danny couldn’t do anything about the situation and he was getting a little scared considering he didn’t have a proper way to go ghost or protect his soulmate at the moment.
The Joker circled around the tied up hostages laughing, “Of course now the fun begins”
The Joker continued to circle around the hostages thinking for a moment before he grabbed Danny.
He held Danny by the back of the shirt like a small kitten. His obsession was making him wonder if his soulmate was safe living in Gotham. Joker chuckled as he continued to hold Danny.
“This kid will be an example for the rest of you, I don’t want any outbursts like that again, especially when Batman gets here. Do you think Batman will like what I’ve done with the place?” He asked as he gestured around the ruined room. All of the tables and chairs had either been broken or knocked over and all of the food from the dessert and appetizer tables. It was quite the mess. Before Joker could do much else with the teen he had dangling in his grasp something flew out and smacked Joker right in the back of the head causing him to drop Danny.
Danny took that opportunity to get away, his hands may have been tied but his feet were sure free. He stumbled away as Batman dropped down and a fight between him and the Joker commenced.
Danny ran towards the door and as he got there Robin and Nightwing were there ushering some of the other hostages out of the room.
“Right this way citizens!” Nightwing said brightly at them but he seemed to brighten up a bit more when he saw Danny weirdly.
“Have either of you seen Damian Wayne?” Danny asked, he at least wanted to get his number, especially when he was headed back to Amity soon.
They seemed to share a look before looking back at him, “Damian left, he’s headed safely back to Wayne manor.” Robin said but he held out a piece of paper. On it was Damians signature and his phone number. Danny sighed a little annoyed he had left but he guessed it was common to head back home after a rogue attack in Gotham.
“Danny!!” the booming voice of Jack Fenton was suddenly heard and Danny felt himself getting pulled into a very familiar bear hug.
“Did you have fun at the gala? Your father and I saw you talking to Mr. Wayne's son,” His mother said after his feet were back on the ground.
“Yeah, actually can we talk about that after we’re back in our room?” He wanted to tell his parents he found his soulmate but saying that outloud when Damian was the son of Bruce Wayne sounded like a bad idea.
They headed back to the hotel room and all Danny could think about was how lucky he was to have met his soulmate tonight, even if he was nervous about everything.
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#dp x dc prompt#dp x dc#dc x dp#danny fenton#danny phantom#poor danny#Damian thinks its cute that he flustered his soulmate so much#I feel like I'm bad at this LMAO#how does one write romance?#Please tell me if I'm doing this wrong#I want to write the reveal but I don't want to do it right away#suspense? how do I write that?#Well I tried to do a little bit of action#I love the idea that Danny's so light everyone just throws him around like a ragdoll#Ragdoll theory? I cant remember if there was an actual name for it#anyways I've got to go look for a job now#my asks are open#all my prompts are free to use#soulmates
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Your fears that you don't have a body that will transition "well" are, sure, understandable, but there isn't truly such thing as a body that's unworthy of transition. Perhaps your changing body won't suit everybody's taste, but would you rather live for yourself or for the whims of random people who don't care about your happiness as long as they're attracted to what they see?
Transition is for anybody who wants it. It's okay to be fearful. It's okay to be uncertain. But it isn't the end of the world. You are in control, and if you choose to transition to any capacity, it should be at your behest. You and your body are worthy of transition. I hope you are able to seize transition and do what you truly want for yourself.
#trans#transgender#lgbt#lgbtq#ftm#mtf#nonbinary#have been seeing a small resurgence in some trans spaces that there is such thing as an 'untransitional' body#there are people out there who cannot transition for medical/financial/social reasons but that isn't what people often mean#kill the person in your head that says you need to adhere to cishet standards. it's okay to be trans and *look* it if you want#transition because it makes you feel happy or fulfilled. transition because it is something *you* want#while yes it's complex because appearing trans can be dangerous i ultimately want people to have the freedom to make decisions solely...#...on what *they* want y'know?#i have seen this idea that some people just aren't 'able' to transition because they won't 'appear cis' for years now and it's heartbreaking#like i used the whole 'i don't look cis' against myself because it's impossible for me *to be* cis...#...i will never be non-trans. i will never not be a transsexual and i used to hate that about myself...#...because i was taught that being trans is bad. i was taught that looking trans is a curse that nobody should EVER inflict upon themselves#and that the goal was to essentially distance yourself as far away from transness as you can#and it's okay for people to not want to 'look' visibly trans. it's neutral. what was harmful was the idea that TRANS was bad#there's a huge difference between 'i don't want to be visibly trans' and 'i think being trans and looking it is bad'
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