#it was obvious i wasn't going to stick to it smh
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@the-ghost-trader - ooooh, i love this! it has the potential to be so incredibly sad, too, like poor Damian just trying to carve out something normal for himself only for it blow up in his face
BUT, shockingly, i'm not about the angst today! not yet anyway 😇
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“So, how was your day?”
Despite his answering groan, Damian likes this. This. This whole… thing he has with Danielle. With Ellie.
And, yeah, he’s not exactly told any of the others yet, but can you blame him? For wanting to keep something, anything, to himself. Wanting to keep this small little slice of goodness he’s managed to carve out, untouched and unmarred by his family, by their other lives, by the rogues, the vigilantes, the assassins, everyone.
“That bad, huh?”
Being with Ellie is freeing. That’s the best way to describe it.
She knows. Damian surprised even himself when he told her—not about the others, mind, but he supposes it’s not hard to put two and two together and Dani has always been smarter than most—but it’s the best decision he’s ever made, and no matter what the niggling little voice in the back of his head says (the one that sounds suspiciously like Father), he can’t bring himself to regret it.
He won’t. Because having Ellie know gives him freedom.
She’s a safe place, a hand to hold, a warm, welcoming presence when things inevitably turn ugly. It’s the freedom to just be normal when everything else in his life spirals into stranger and more stressful missions.
“Richard is being insufferable again. I do not understand his incessant need to know everything about my life.”
“Oh? What’s he done now?”
“I was subjected to an hour long interrogation about my love life, like it’s any of his business. It’s infuriating!”
“Ugh, tell me about it. I get the same thing from Jazz, constantly. It can be suffocating.” Ellie says as she curls herself tighter into his side. “But it’s just how they show they care.”
“Yes, well, sometimes I wish he wouldn’t—”
“Hey!” Ellie pushes herself up to glare at him, punctuating her shout with a soft whack to his arm for good measure. “What have I said about using that word?”
“Yes, yes,” he placates with a roll of his eyes, “‘Be careful what you wish for.’ I apologise, it won't happen again.”
“Damn straight it won't.”
She maintains eye contact with him for a second longer before tucking herself back into his side, squirming around with a long, contented hum that Damian can feel rumble through him. He smiles and doesn’t complain even when he has to shift to give her more room after a particularly strong elbow jabs him in the ribs. It means leaving the warm patch on the couch, but he’s rewarded with another long, happy moan as she settles and Damian can’t bring himself to mind.
Ellie constantly makes noises. Little mews and hums and laughs and songs known only to her. It reminds him of a cat, sometimes. He likes it. It calms him down; it means she’s happy, so he's happy.
They settle back into the cushions and Damian lets the subject drop, not wanting to spoil the moment. Outside, the wind changes direction and from where he’s laying he can watch as the snow starts to come down thick and heavy. Hopefully it’ll mean a quiet night's patrol.
“Is that why you haven’t introduced me yet?”
“What?” He can't help it, he stiffens at the thought of losing his secret, of the scrutiny he'll be inviting if he lets anyone know.
“Are you worried I’ll embarrass you?”
Damian’s eyes snap down quick to reassure her, only to see her light, teasing grin. He lets out a breath of relief. It figures she wouldn't worry about that.
“Of course not, don’t be absurd. You could never embarrass me.”
“I don’t know,” she muses, her voice taking on a dangerous lilt, “that sounds like a challenge.”
“Believe me, having been subjected to Father’s Brucie persona at every gala I’ve been to, it would take a lot to embarrass me.”
“Alright, bet. I’ll get you, just you wait.”
“You’ve already got me.”
She flicks him on the nose. “You’re such a sap.”
He hums his agreement, enjoying the tinkling sound of her laughter. And then, before he can think otherwise, he asks, “Is that why you haven’t introduced me?”
“That’s different,” she scowls. “You know how hard it is to get there, there’s no signal, and Danny only gets a break like—oh, Ancients!”
Damian gets another elbow to the ribs as she bolts upright, a manic grin on her face that has him laughing.
“What is it?”
“It’s the holidays! It’s nearly Truce Day! You know I said I had a family thing around Christmas?”
“Yes?”
“Well, do you want to come to it? I can introduce you then! I mean, it’s going to be a bit formal and you’ll have to meet everyone, not just family. There’s going to be some banquets, you’ll have to sit through some long speeches and you have to be on your best behaviour at all times, okay? Absolutely no fighting, it’s called Truce Day for a reason!”
“What?”
“Yeah, it’ll be perfect! I think Jazz is going in a couple days earlier to help with the preparations, so I’ll get her to let Danny know—and fair warning, he will try to give you the shovel talk, but this is great! It’s Truce Day, so he can’t actually do anything about it!”
“I’m sorry, but you're going to have to explain a bit.”
“Yeah, I know, it’s a bit much—but that’s family, right? Danny can get pretty protective over me, which is why going on Truce Day is the best time to do it! He can’t even command the Fright Knight to stab you! It’s genius!”
“Ellie, what?”
“Like, yeah, sure, he’s the king, but even he has to obey the rules of Truce Day—and then once you’ve spent all day with him, he’ll see that you’re a fantastic, wonderful, kind, brilliant, smart, strong, capable person and he’ll get over himself and everything will be good!"
Damian collapses down onto the couch, the wind knocked out of him. This is… He had not expected anything like this at all. For all that Ellie talked about her family, she had never mentioned this.
“Did you… did you say your brother is a king?”
“Yeah! High King Phantom, have I…” The manic grin slips off her face as she turns round and notices Damian. “Have I not mentioned that before?”
“No. No, you have not.”
“Ah. Sorry. Probably should clarify that I’m also a princess.”
“Right. Yes, that follows.”
“And I’m not really his sister, I’m his clone.”
“What?”
Damian blinks and tries to say more, but he has no idea what he’s meant to do with… any of this information.
Normal. He thought she was meant to be his normal. Nothing could have prepared him for this.
Not that it changed anything, of course, of that he was certain. It’s just… a lot to take in. Overwhelming. But it's okay! He takes a deep breath, and another, and a sense of calm washes over him. Ellie makes one of her little hums as she cocks her head to the side to consider him and he can't help but relax at the normalcy of the sound. It'll be okay, he's dealt with stranger and he can deal with this.
“I’ve, uh… I’ve told you that we’re half ghosts, though, right?”
“What?”
#dpxdc#danny phantom batman#danny phantom crossover#damian wayne/dani phantom#do they have a ship name? probably but idk it sorry#this was fun!! damian is strong and smart and capable and he won't let this stop him!#sure it's a shock but what does that matter when he has the love of his life by his side!!#he can get through this! at least his girlfriend's brother/original/...father? can't get his knight to stab him#that's a point in truce day's favour - even if damian is regretting asking to be introduced#in ellie's defence she thought he knew! he's slightly liminal himself she just assumed he could pick it up! ... he could not.#when they actually get there damian loves it - he fits right in with all the ghosts#there's a little adjustment period where he is VERY prickly with everyone but he gets the hang of it very quickly#all the ghosts are very impressed with his willingness to throw down and he has to be reminded by a very stern ellie that it's TRUCE DAY#stop fighting!!#ah i really enjoyed this thank you for the prompt! i hope you enjoy it too!!#as always it came out a lot longer than i intended - i don't know why i even bothered with the whole 'five sentences'#it was obvious i wasn't going to stick to it smh#anyway i hope you liked it!!#(also but sorry i prefer to call her ellie sorry i know i'm in the minority here haha)#my writing#(shit how is it four in the morning eep)#cab writes
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Girl you know I gotta ask for writing for my boy Connor (loml) and a daughter of Athena 🤞🤞 I really don’t mind whether it’s headcanons or a blurb or a fic just whatever you feel like writing babes I trust you’ll do him justice 🫶🫶
Love you and I am officially fully caught up on all your writing 💪💪
⋆⭒˚.⋆ connor stoll x daughter of athena! reader hcs
content: connor stoll x daughter of athena! reader hcs
warning: language
author's note: i hated starting this one for some reason but guys!!! so fun!!! i love, so cutesy. AND CONNOR MY BOY HAS RETURNED also glad to see you are FINALLY all caught up smh, can't believe you missed one of my leo fics frfr everyone point and laugh at her in the comments (jk jk public humiliation is not allowed...mostly)
connor was in desperate need of a tutor
he wasn't sure he could take junior year english...again
the athena cabin was the obvious solution but not many of them were too fond of connor at the moment
okay, so yes, he had hidden tiny fake spiders in their cabin that took months to find all 250 of them, but it was just a harmless little prank!!
but, with quite a lot of bribing of snacks he could sneak into camp, connor finally won one of them over
you were a sucker for twinkies, okay??
you were put on the 'traitor of the month' wall within cabin six, along side percy who was asleep the last time a real spider was in cabin six so he was unavailable to kill it
at least the picture was cute
and the boy in which you risked your reputation for was even cuter
though, terrible at english
the worst part was that he was truly trying his best
which just happened to be a 'd+'
so you felt bad, more often than not just giving him the answer, though thoroughly explaining why it was the correct answer
connor was more than grateful for you, one you boosted his grades and two you were quickly becoming the girl of his dreams
and you were quickly losing interest in the twinkies, sticking around for connor and all his corny jokes
"did you hear about jay gatsby’s new car? It was a real hit with the ladies," connor mused, clearly proud of himself, leaning over his homework to be closer to you
you didn't even raised your eyes, flipping a page of your book
"connor, i know you did not read that book. do you even get the joke?"
"yes!! he's...hot, right?? like, leonardo dicaprio plays him in the movie so-"
"no, con, he hit a lady with his car. get it?"
"WHAT THE FUC-"
connor then stole your copy of the great gatsby and read it, determined to understand the joke
and then, one day, while you were walking to lunch, you heard yells of your name
"Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! SMARTIE PANTS, CMERE!" connor yelled as he ran up to you, huffing and puffing as he bent over, out of breath, in front of you
you went to open your mouth but connor held his hand up, taking a few more deep breaths before pulling himself upright
then he presented you with his paper that the two of you had been slaving away over
and proudly put in the top right corner in read was a 'b+' and a little 'good job!' under it
"omg, a b?!" you hissed out, brows furrowing
"I KNOW ISN'T THAT STELLAR?? best grade i've ever gotten and-...are you- are you mad?-"
"that was totally an 'a' paper, are you kidding me?? i did not use the word 'quintessence' to get a 'b'!" the daughter of athena raged and connor couldn't help but laugh, setting a comforting hand on her heaving shoulders
"y/n-"
"IM GOING TO WRITE A VERY ANGRY EMAIL ABOUT THIS!"
"okay, you do that."
post angry email, you sought connor out, this time with a warm smile.
"come to terms with my 'b'?" he asked with a wide smile as you sat down beside him with a roll of your eyes
"i'll allow it," you joked, bumping your shoulder with his before handing over what you had been hiding behind your back.
it was a little fake diploma and graduation cap on a headband, the little diploma reading 'y/n's tutoring school'
he laughed, setting the headband into his hair, turning for the girl's approval, which he got in laughs
"...does this mean we're done with tutoring?" connor asked after the laughter died down, his smile slowly slipping away
and panic filled the girl's heart as she came to the same realization
then, her ever brilliant mind too over, thank the gods
"what? no, you've still got tutoring college. and then, tutoring grad school. and, maybe, if you're lucky, tutoring internship. you think you're getting rid of me, stoll?"
"gods, i hope not."
#postcards from covey ౨ৎ#all my love ౨ৎ#pjo#pjo fandom#connor stoll#connor stoll x reader#percy jackon and the olympians
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IDOLiSH7 Ep. 3 - Their Feelings | Lotus Reacts
*this post is transferred from my original twitter thread that will be deleted once archived here
This ep starts with a whole summary compilation i see
It's ok girl it's only up from here, and i guess down sometimes too but we start somewhere
Oh he wants to be like a sub(?)manager interesting. Co manager??
Damn this dorm is big 😭 compared to the kpop idol group dorms I've seen this is like heaven
A TWO YEAR PLAN
Mfing center LOL i wonder who it'll be 🤔🤔🤔🤔
Totally shipped i see it
i thought riku was already the center like he was the only one who didn't have a shirt on am i supposed to think anything else
I knew it. But i mean, like if it wasn't obvious enough LOL
How many times am i gonna see this man without a shirt smh
street performances are so charming i kinda miss seeing them from kpop idols ya know
Ah some time for some on field education and shit i guess
OH HERE IT IS
NOT THE MAGICAL STICK NOOOO
Everything that comes out of nagi's mouth is so fucking funny my god
they're all his first boyfriends oop
DAMN this guy oof
omg it’s that meme
you know I'm looking forward to trigger too
their song better be a fucking banger or i'm gonna roast the hell out of them like i did with eden and fine
Forgive them? Ooooo does he havea history with them??? 👀👀
some angst i guess???
I hope you're working on some logistics girl
OH it's over huh
These episodes go by quick (even when i get distracted 💀)
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Episode 2 - First Stage Episode 4 - A Pro's Resolve
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REPUTATION: HI YES 911 I WOULD LIKE TO REPORT A CRIME, EMM'S CHAD STOLE MY WHOLE HECKIN HEART. okay but memes aside, i wasn't a huge fan of chad while watching the movies, but after stumbling across your blog, i fell hard for him. you bring such complexity and depth to his portrayal, and your love is obvious. not to mention you as a mun are incredibly sweet and open and supportive, and I've truly appreciated our conversations. 48101% of people would agree you are one of the best squad moms EVER!
𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐦𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩, 𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫. , @magixmade
omfg ava! my child! first of all, welcome to the chad charming stanning society. secondly, this level of kindness shouldn’t be allowed. and you have no idea how much it means to hear people enjoy the way i voice chad. like i know i love him with all my heart but to hear other people enjoy my portrayal? ah! y’all know i don’t know many words on a normal day (my vocab being: oml, literally, smh and LMAO) but it makes me all warm and speechless.
and as for squad mom - i love how you all just kind of accepted me as that? like i started calling you my children and that was it. like as much as i love writing chad it’s the people who make it worthwhile sticking about, i love every single one of you with my heart and care about you. so if there’s anything i can ever do i want to try?? so yes that means y’all having to put up with my bad advice 24/7. ava, hun, i care for you so much - you’re just such a nice person to talk too and i’m glad we do chat. but of course i’m going to support and love all my friends & kids. they mean the world to me.
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