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dp x dc prompt #13
Over the years of traveling, after stabilizing the infinite realms and creating a council to do most of the governing, danny has had quite a few flings and human lives. Every one of them burned bright and brief like a falling star, but he cherishes the memories of all of them. New heroes have taken over the industry, and he’s completely free to enjoy being normal.
So it comes as a surprise when one of his partners from a particularly passionate relationship contacts him from the infinite realms with the knowledge of a child they had together, that’s becoming a hero, and who needs someone to look after them.
Now danny just hopes it’s not too late to be a decent father.
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dc x dp#crossover#dc universe#writing prompt#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#writing#who could it be?#i don’t even know#‘it could be any one of us’#just a really powerful superhero with a totally normal dad#danny is the normalest guy to ever normal#comes with practice i guess#he is very attached to his family#protective danny
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-doorbell ringing-
-sighs and walks to the door of Home, opening it- Who is i-
YOU!?
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its SUNDAY! SUNDAY! SUUUNDAAY!!!!!
As usual we got your snippets here come and get them! (insert some newsies reference or something)
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As usual it's under the cut! This will be a snippet from the future chapter in Ghoul Files! (cause I am dragging my feet on writing chapter 10 lately even though I have all the parts of my Frankenstein waiting to be sewn together and edited with lightning)
(ok maybe not I have been swamped with work, but I like to be hard on myself, okay?)
The Astral Lounge was dimly lit aside from the center of the dance floor that held a level specifically for their hired dancers of the night. Ghoul was already three drinks in and two vials of aurora as she melded herself in with the crowd of bodies to continue dancing throughout the night. Her outfit of choice left very little to the imagination as the deep red dress hugged her body and the mesh that was fused with the straps that laced across her hips and her chest teased the audience around her. Her vibrant green hair was down allowing her curls to bounce as she moved with the base and drums that echoed throughout the molecules of her physical form.
Her golden eyes were dilated and the whites of her eyes faintly red from the level of intoxication she was at within this point of time. Ghoul’s thoughts barely formed coherent sentences but her body was able to maintain clear communication with the others that danced vigorously around her. It had been long months of traveling, doing mercenary work, and getting half cut on a few missions due to her inability to keep the target alive once or twice. She was pent up with aggression and frustration and without having to run further by going on a rampage Ghoul thought dancing and getting extremely intoxicated was the next best thing.
There were a few hands that graced her skin but with her dexterity she was able to always slip away before someone became grabby enough to ensure their arm or hand got broken. Time faded way song after song and her feet and hips never stopped to take a break. She wasn’t sure how long it had been since she joined the cycling crowd of people but she didn’t plan to stop just yet. The aurora was still strong in her veins intensifying the vibrations from the music around and letting her feel every beat of her heart. The rhythm she was dancing to soon switched as the beat became heavier and more industrial she felt large hands come into contact with her hips. Their body pressed upon hers and as if by instinct she felt herself fall back into them without a second thought. Their hot breath was caressing her left ear and a soothing enduring voice spoke to her.
#starfield#starfield fanfiction#ghoul vibes only#snippet sunday#ghoul files#starfield OC#fang writes#the coemancer crew#astral lounge#i really like club scenes okay?#who could it be?
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New Fairy AU Drabble!
alternate title: Sick (Moon)
Illnesses for fairies are rather serious matters. They can even be fatal. In a moment of desperation, a plea for help is mysteriously answered.
Feedback appreciated!
#fairy au#dca fairy au#sundrop fairy#moondrop fairy#drabble#archives of the celestial fairies#ao3#sick moon#caretaker sun#near death experience#hurt/comfort#fear of losing a loved one#new mysterious character#who could it be?
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could i have some soulmates pleaseee
Andreil Soulmates AU | Part 5 | 24/01
The collision happened before Andrew could even process it. One moment he was pocketing his keys, the next he was lying on the ground with scraped arms that were certainly bleeding under his shirt. His head pounded from where he’d hit the pavement, his vision blurry, so blurry that he seemed to be hallucinating.
Hallucinating the colour blue into existence.
“Fuck. Are you okay?” the man bending over him asked. “I didn’t see you there. I’m sorry–”
The man stopped when he met Andrew’s eyes, clearly seeing something that Andrew didn’t. Andrew couldn’t even breathe. He couldn’t focus on anything but the ice-blue eyes staring back at him with equal amazement. They were striking against the monochrome of the world, two unmistakable beacons.
He must have hit his head hard, really hard.
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#Who could it be?#ho ho what is this?#wip wednesday#aftg#all for the game#andreil soulmates au#andrew minyard#neil josten
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Get ready! Find out which special guest is joining me tomorrow for Happy Hour!
🎀 Hint: this rec ori-got-me hooked! 🎀
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My first anon and I can't guess who it is 😢
Fr though who else do I talk with often here? 🤔
idk bro😭
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The facts are these: A string of supernatural phenomena is unfolding in Coeur d'Coeurs, where unrelated dead people are coming back to life. With the famous "Pie Hole" as a big bonus (ahem) brothers Sam and Dean Winchester from Lawrence - Kansas, hunters of things that go bump in the night, prepare to get to the pie heart of the matter.
Suptober22, day 12: Crossover (Pushing Daisies)
#suptober22#day 12: Crossover#Supernatural#Pushing Daisies#Sam Winchester#Dean Winchester#Olive Snook#Ned the Pie Maker#Emerson Cod#who could it be?#lol#both teams investigate each other#hilarity ensues#meanwhile Cas and the girl called Chuck#are bonding over beekeeping on the rooftop#my drawings
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Mariechen and Mary ann just hired a new employee for their company. But who could it be?
Who?
WHO?
<b>WHO???</b>
#my art#my characters#furry#anthro#Dustbusters#Mary-Ann Mouseby#Mariechen#Mouse#cat#Maids#Maid uniforms#Who could it be?
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I need everyone to see I finally, FINALLY made a decent looking cake, and then proceeded to throw it on the damn floor before anyone got to taste it.
#Emile's Arts#Teruteru#Self ship#Proselfship#Proship selfship#Someone save me from my own damn self#Happy birthday Teruteru... I'm sorry I dropped your cake#At least he thinks it's funny#Okay what ACTUALLY happened is I owed a thankyou gift to one of my neighbors for saving my life from a wasp that was in my room#(coming into my home and killing it for me while my parents were still at work)#So I figured this would be a nice two birds with one stone thing I could make a cake and take a picture of it for the Teruteru Birthday pos#And then give it to my neighbor so I wouldn't be stuck with a big ass cake for several weeks like I am every year for Koro's birthday#But on the WAY OVER THERE I TRIP into her yard and yes the cake splatted on the ground it's for the ants now#SO NO ONE GETS TO EAT THE ONE PRETTY CAKE I EVER MADE#Okay it's not THAT pretty it is sitting in an OCEAN of vanilla icing#I do not understand icing layering and I fear I never will#Anyway...#If you look close enough at my toaster you may notice a little secret on the person who took the photo#who could it be?
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~meanwhile, in a certain old abandoned website, in some void where the deleted files and such go~
-a slightly glowing eye is staring in the dark..the eye is all that may be seen...but who does it belong to?-
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Hmmmm…..
I wonder.
#dougie rambles#personal stuff#hmmm#speculation#mysteries#the amazing digital circus#tadc#queenie#tadc queenie#perhaps#idk#who could it be?#glitch productions#gooseworx
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What do you mean there is another member of the gang? Who's left to find? I doubt Elizabeth and Cassidy could be reasoned with in their states, Lefty is already there, all the other animatronics are scrapped or murderous, and all the other human characters we've met have been traumatized by Afton's work. Who is it? ( I know you aren't going to give me a direct answer, or any at all, but I am just put the thoughts we all have here for you to respond to)
Who is it indeed?
I’ll leave that to you to figure out. But I’m sure y’all already know who it is. I’ll give you a hint.
They are small and is currently placed in a drawer
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A nightmare is hardly over
Part 3 of season 3 from my ongoing story set in the sentient sg/ll au from @cuppajj is out!
It's a little short, kinda, but I think it's enough for now.
Please, enjoy.
Trigger Warning: -
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Phoenix hasn’t told anyone about who had visited him when he was alone. Mostly because he wasn’t sure if it truly was Lightlost or if he imagined them, but also because he was scared of what could happen if he did. He knew his mother. She wouldn’t take too kindly to someone talking to him like that. No. She would go out and try to fight Lightlost, and Phoenix didn’t want that. It doesn’t matter what they have done to him, Phoenix still didn’t want his parents to fight each other. He didn’t want either of them to get hurt. The thought alone caused Phoenix to let out a choked sob, as he quickly buried his face in his servos.
No, he didn’t want anyone in his family to get hurt, no matter what they have done to him. He deserved it, didn’t he? Getting hurt for being a stupid sparkling who thinks he’s all grown up. Lightlost locked him up in that one hab-suite, because he was being a bad kid after all. So, he deserved getting hurt, not his family. Not Rodimus, not Dominus, or his mother. And his father wasn’t in the picture, so, it left only him.
But Rodimus wouldn’t agree with that. He’s told him before that what Lightlost did was nothing a parent should do to their kid. They shouldn’t have hurt him, they shouldn’t have locked him up, they shouldn’t have deprived him of interaction with other living Cybertronians, and they shouldn’t have taken his wings. They should have never made him dependent on them, and yet, here he is. Stupid, stupid Phoenix who grew attatched to someone who only seemed to hurt him. Stupid, stupid Phoenix, who’s just a stupid little sparkling who never learned how bad the real world is. A sparkling that should have never left home… Ah, but where was home? Phoenix didn’t know.
He felt at home, the second he came back. He felt at home here with Rodimus, Dominus and his mother, but he also felt at home with Lightlost. The Lost Light has been his home for a long time after all. At least, Phoenix thinks it’s been his home for a long time. It sure felt long. Very long. Very, very, very, very long.
“Is it… is it wrong…” Muttered the youngling, as he took his servos away from his face to grab a pillow and hug it. Taking a look around his room afterwards. Ever since Lightlost’s visit, Phoenix hasn’t left his room. He didn’t want to leave his room, even if it worried his family. His room was safe after all. No-one could enter and he couldn’t leave it. The window was closed and the curtains were pulled down, and he turned his berth into a small, safe, nest.
It was safe and calming. Something Phoenix needed right now. Safe, calm, and the fairy lights in his room kept the darkness away. Phoenix truly liked his room. He never wanted to leave again…
“Phoenix? I see you haven’t touched your Energon… and you didn’t even eat the Energon-Donuts I made. I really put a lot of effort into those…” Rodimus’ muffled voice came from behind the door, followed by knocking. He always came around at this time of day. Checking up on Phoenix and making sure the youngling would at least get his fuel, but seeing the tray untouched worried the prime. This behavior wasn’t new to him. He’s seen something similar on the Lost Light. Which could only mean something was going on in his brother’s mind. Something that might spiral into something dangerous, if he didn’t do something.
So, with a heavy sigh, Rodimus kneeled down in front of the door and lock-picked it. He would apologize later to both Phoenix and Tankcrusher, but his brother needed him now. “Phoenix, I respect your privacy by knocking. But I’m asserting my authority as your brother and captain by coming in either way.” And with one strong shove, the door flew open. Sending Phoenix in a small frenzy, as the youngling quickly dove down from his bed and into the open closet. Shutting the doors quickly, while Rodimus picked up the untouched tray and entered the room. Closing the door behind. Afterwards, the prime let out a sigh, as he placed the tray down on the study table by the window, before sitting down on the ground before the closet.
“Phoenix… I’m sorry if I scared you, but I had to come in. You haven’t left your room for almost a week. The customers from the bakery are wondering where the ‘friendlier brother’ is.” Said Rodimus, before letting out a long groan. “And frankly, I can only deal with them so much, before I’m going to punch their stupid faces.” He laughed, but not for long. Not after hearing soft whimpers coming from within the closet. “Phoenix? Please… tell me what’s wrong…”
“They… they don’t say that…” Was all the youngling could choke out, before the whimpers turned into sobs, and the sobs into crying. “They can’t even… even look at my face without my visor. So, they wouldn’t miss me. None of them would miss me! They never did!” Phoenix was screeching at this point. Crying and yelling how no-one cared about him. How he always had to hide behind a visor, because how else was he supposed to talk with other mechs and femme? How was he supposed to look others in the optics, when they turned away as soon as they saw his face? The face of a dead mech. “Lightlost was right! They were right all along. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere. The only place I ever belonged to was… was… was on the…”
“Don’t you dare finish that sentence Phoenix.” Rodimus didn’t mean to sound as harsh as he did, but there was no other way to make the youngling stop screaming his spark out. “You don’t believe that. You can’t seriously believe that. You belong here. You belong with your mother, with Dominus, with me. And if you don’t, then there are still Softstreet and Fungus. And if you don’t want to belong with them, then, by all means, see if the Scavengers would take you in. I bet they would. And, if not, I don’t think the DJD would turn you down. Not when Dominus drags your sorry aft over to them.” Rodimus couldn’t help the small chuckle escaping him, as he thought about it. His brother truly had more places to choose from than he had. If anything, Rodimus didn’t belong anywhere, not Phoenix.
“D-domi would really do that… wouldn’t he?” The prime could hear his brother chuckle from behind the closet door. Something that caused him to let out a soft sigh. This was good, hopefully. Phoenix chuckled and hasn’t thrown him out yet. “I bet, if he could, he would file out some kind of guardianship, or something. I wouldn’t expect anything else from him.” He joked, before slowly reaching out and opening the closet door. Watching Phoenix flinch away, while he himself opened his arms for a hug. A hug, that was soon enough returned by his brother. Although, something was off. Very off.
“Phoenix… where did you get that visor from?”
Rodimus could feel Phoenix tense, before looking up at him. And yep, Rodimus didn’t imagine it. There was the visor in all its not transparent glory. He didn’t like it. Phoenix had told him why he had it, why he used it and how he had lost it. And seeing it now, caused a bad feeling to settle down in his tank. This wasn’t a good omen. No, this was bad. Really, really bad.
“Phoenix… please. I know that you had a similar visor, but Lightlost took it from you.” Said the prime, as he looked down at his brother and his grip on him grew tighter. “Don’t tell me…”
“They… they gave it back.” Was all Phoenix whispered, before both of them heard the front door bell ring.
And for a moment, everything was quiet, until Tankcrusher’s voice ran through the house like thunder.
“HOW DARE YOU COME HERE?!”
#sentient sg/lost light au#phoenix#sg/rodimus#tankcrusher#only phoenix and tankcrusher are my characters#ooohhhhhhhhhhhhh! mistery mech is visiting#who could it be?#whoever it is; tankcrusher isn't happy seeing them#so; it can only be one of two#but who knows?#I do; but I won't tell :3
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"Uh...Who are you supposed to be?" Rio asked that guy
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