Demisexual autistic Danny Phantom hyperfixation that probably won’t ever leave
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small relationship tip:
if you’ve got someone in your life who apologises for a lot, instead of constantly telling them that they don’t have to apologise for that thing, slip in a couple ‘thank you’s or other small compliments.
“I’m sorry I can’t talk about that right now.” -> “thanks for establishing a boundary.”
“sorry I won’t be home for dinner” -> “I’m glad you’re able to go out and spend time with friend/treat yourself/etc.”
“I’m sorry I vented so much” -> “thank you for trusting me with this.”
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the most depressing part is that it's not even kamala's stance on genocide that is costing her the elections. i wish it were. it's people genuinely shifting for trump. but it's the pro-palestine movement that's going to get the blame for it.
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Petition to bring back the boop function next year for the ides of March where instead of a paw on the screen it’s a little knife that Caesar gets stabbed with
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Tomatoes are the halfas of the plant kingdom!
Honestly bizarre that tomatoes get all the flack for “not being a vegetable” because they're technically a fruit when:
A) There are a ton of fruits that get categorised as vegetables. Like this also applies to pumpkins, squashes and cucumbers.
B) The fucking mushrooms are standing there at the back of the crowd in this witch trial, trying to look inconspicuous because they somehow got into the vegetable club with no fucking controversy despite the fact that they're not even plants.
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consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about
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There's my portal
As i said on @bet-on-me-13 'Where is my portal' post, here is my short about their idea. please enjoy.
Danny sipped his coffee, slowly shuffling towards his lab. It had been a long time since he had a ‘run on two coffees and some ecto’ weekend but here he was, Monday morning, on his way to work.
He really wanted to be in bed but he had bills to pay.
Quietly he shuffled into his lab, which he found oddly drafty and oddly bright, considering he hadn’t turned on the lights yet. After flicking them on he moved on towards his desk, passing a big gaping hole in the wall and—
Danny paused, shuffled backwards a bit and then looked at the place where his portal used to be. For a long moment he just looked, then did a slow blink and took another sip of coffee.
After making sure that his portal, including parts of the wall, were really gone, he let out a sigh and held his face. “Who the fuck stole my door?”
With a sigh he pushed his bangs out of his face and walked to his PC, to check the security footage of his Cameras. For once it wasn’t Vlad who stole his shit, Vlad at least had the courtesy to leave a note that he ‘borrowed’ something. It was safe to say that he was surprised to find the footage gone. There weren't many people that could hack through Tucker's programing.
Danny sat there, looking at the black screen of his PC for a long moment before thinking aloud. “Okay, we have one or more people who can; One, break through Tuckers firewalls. Two, physically move a portal weighing around ten tons and, Three, knows their way around Arcane Runes so as to not cause a mass ghost invasion.”
He thought about it for a minute before throwing his hands up. “Fuck this, I’m just going to use the other side to find it.” He got out of his chair before transforming.
Danny focused his power into one of his fingers before poking the air in front of him, the tip of it pierced the fabric of space which he then used to rip it open. He quickly flew through the tear before it sealed again. Despite Wulf teaching him how to do it he still sucked at it, which was the main reason he built his portal.
Once in the Zone he looked around for it. He found it after over two hours of searching, which only served to piss him off to the point where he began muttering curses under his breath.
Standing in front of it, he gave it a quick inspection. After inspecting the Runes, Danny had to admit that, whoever had stolen it, knew his way around them. They pretty much locked out anyone not authorized and or approved by the Caster. Too bad for them, Danny had the ‘Masterkey’ and went through anyway.
John Constantine was holding his face, quietly counting to ten. Neither smoking nor drinking would help in this situation. After reaching fifty he ran his hands over his head, looking at the assembled brigade of idiots in front of him.
“Okay, let me get this straight.” He started, “You,” he pointed at Batman, “found an ‘unknown energy signature’ and went to investigate. Then you found a high security lab with had an active portal to ‘who knows where’ and your first decision was to fucking steal it?!?!”
Superman moved forward, opening his mouth to counter but Constantine didn't let him. “AND you moron helped him steal it, not to mention you!” he pointed at flash, “Help install it here, in the watchtower, without telling anyone from JLD about it?”
Flash looked a bit sheepish at him. “Well, in my defense I didn’t know it was stolen.”
Constantine wanted to bash his head against the next closest bulkhead, maybe that would help.
“Okay, okay.” Constantine facepalmed, trying to stop the aneurysm from building up more.
A deep chill suddenly filled the air and sent goosebumps all over his back, “Oh this is just getting better and better.” Constantine reached into his pocket for a warding charm, before turning around and swearing. He stopped swearing when he saw who had come through. “Oh, hey Phantom.”
“Constantine, why the fuck did you steal my portal?” Danny wasn’t even pissed anymore. He knew the English drunktard too well to blame him. Granted he was obnoxious, didn’t pay back his debt and came whenever it suited him, but Danny liked the man. He didn’t exasperate problems and always did what was necessary.
“Look, I didn’t.” He then threw a thumb over his shoulder, “Those morons did.”
“Constantine, do you know this entity?” Batman already looked on high alert.
“Excuse you! I have a name. And that is my Portal. Explain why it isn't where it is supposed to be.”
“The sensors of the Watchtower found an unknown energy signature, upon investigation we found an unsecured pathway to a different dimension, so we secured it.”
Danny stared at Batman for a solid minute, then simply said, “Oh I'm going to sue your ass so hard your grandkids will feel it.”
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DCXDP Mini Prompt
Freakshow is chosen to be a wielder of a red lantern ring.
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if I say "I have to Austin Powers my car out of a parking space," do you understand what i mean
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i think an aspect of rape culture that we don’t talk about often enough is the whole myth that ur first time is supposed to be painful and a bloody mess. like i know the myth itself has been addressed and debunked many times but we don’t talk about how intrinsically that is linked with rape culture. the normalisation of sex that causes physical harm and pain from the minute u become sexually active is so tragic and awful? like generations of girls have been lied to and told that it’s ok for you to physically suffer during ur first time having sex and so many boys have been convinced it’s not their responsibility to make sure that like….doesn’t happen? the number of conversations i’ve had with girl friends and we’ve exchanged stories of our first times and so many of them were in so much pain they told their partner to stop and he was like “dw it’s supposed to hurt” and carried on…..? or friends who casually mention bleeding for literally days afterwards ??? like that’s something that’s totally normal and not a sign of serious physical trauma? rape culture is honestly so disgusting and so pervasive and women have to put up with so much and im like so tired of it
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Beauty Is A Curse
Queen B.
Beauty Queen.
Wear your mask, don't let them see.
The Girl underneath.
Hide, hide, hide under snide and pride.
Use a sharp tongue to make them bow.
You are the Queen of this school.
Beautiful, so beautiful, yet deep down, you feel so vacant.
You scream inside and no one hears.
They love your face, but what about your soul?
Beauty is a curse for sure.
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"You did what?!"
Danny knew Sam would react like this.
"Shh, Sam, keep it down!" he urged her, glancing around worriedly. Luckily, none of their classmates seemed to notice them.
"Don't 'shh' me, Mister!", Sam retorted, though her tone softened slightly. "I can't believe you told that shallow witch your secret!"
"Well, if he didn't say anything, then Paulina would have found out anyway. I never thought she would catch on.," Tucker chimed in, typing away on his PDA.
"She's smart—smarter than you give her credit for!" Danny shot back. "You guys don’t know her like I do."
Angrily, Sam crossed her arms and made them stop. "Oh, please tell me, do you meet with her in secret or what?!"
Danny's silence and flushed cheeks answered her question.
Sam couldn't believe it. "You really do?!"
"Awesome, dude!", Tucker exclaimed.
"Tucker, not now! How can you hang out with Paulina and not tell us?!"
"Because I knew you two would react like this!", Danny responded firmly. "Paulina... she’s actually really sensible. She’s just scared to stand up to the other A-listers, which is why she still plays the Queen B."
"Of course, that's what she wants you to believe.," Sam scoffed.
"What are you implying?"
"She’s probably playing a cruel joke on you, and you, like a dumbass, told her your secret!"
Danny's anger flared. "What? Is it so hard to believe a pretty girl likes me?!"
At that moment, Sam realized she had gone too far with Danny. "No, Danny, that's not what I mean. I—"
"Forget it, Sam," he interrupted. "You said what you had to say. I just need some time for myself."
With that, Danny stormed away, leaving Sam looking sadly after him.
"Nice going, Sam."
"You don’t need to tell me, Tucker."
(*)
Paulina was worried about Danny.
All day, he had kept his distance from his friends, who looked sad and guilty—especially Manson, who seemed remorseful.
During lunch break, she sent Danny a message asking him to meet her on the school rooftop.
Naturally, he came.
"You really like rooftops, huh?" he tried to joke, but Paulina sensed it was only half-hearted.
"Danny, is everything okay?", she asked, concerned, as she took his hands in hers. "Did you have a fight with Manson and Foley?"
"I can't keep secrets from you," he muttered.
"No, we are friends… aren’t we?"
"Of course!"
He squeezed her hands to reassure her.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Danny gave a tiny nod.
They sat down on the ground, and he recounted what had happened that morning with his friends.
When he finished his story, Paulina felt a heavy guilt in her heart.
"I can’t blame Manson for thinking that way; I did play you during the dance."
"But you explained and apologized," Danny reminded her, taking her hand. "And I have forgiven you."
"Still… if your friends react like this, how will the rest of the school respond? I don’t want you to get hurt, Danny," Paulina mumbled, her cheeks blushing.
"Paulina, don’t worry so much about me. I have ghost powers; I can handle it. It’s you I’m worried about."
"Me?"
"I know you said you’re sick of being the Queen B, but could you handle being a loser like me?"
"I’d rather be a loser with you than popular without you!"
"R-Really?"
Both of them were blushing and gazing at each other with loving eyes.
"D-Danny, since we’ve been friends, I’ve been so happy," Paulina stuttered, but she needed to be honest with him. "I don’t want to go back to how things were!"
"Me neither, Paulina."
They hugged tightly, afraid that if they didn’t, one of them might vanish.
Unbeknownst to them, someone was watching.
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"She really seemed different," Sam mumbled to Tucker as they followed Danny to the rooftop.
They watched how he interacted with Paulina.
"Maybe she’s just a normal, pretty girl who wants to break free from her role as Queen B.", Tucker suggested. "Of all people, you should understand what it’s like to fight against societal norms, Sam."
This made Sam sigh.
She realized she needed to talk to Paulina, didn't she?
(*)
Surprised was an understatement as Manson discreetly waved Paulina over to her after school.
The Latina frowned.
Did Manson want to start some smack-talk now?
"Yes?", Paulina asked.
Manson nervously fidgeted with her fingers.
"Look, I know you don't like me, and the feeling is mutual."
"Mmh-hmm."
"But if Danny likes and trusts you..." Manson let out a heavy sigh. "Then I have to do the same. He wouldn't share his secret with just anyone."
"So, what? Are you offering a truce?"
"Yeah, for Danny's sake."
"Alright, truce.", Paulina agreed. "But you should also talk to Danny. He was really hurt by your and Foley's words. You both are important to him."
"I know... Well, bye, Paulina."
"Bye, Sam."
Both girls thought it was strange to call each other by their first names, but for Danny, they would at least try to tolerate one another.
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At night, Danny Phantom took his crush, Paulina, on a flight.
The Latina was happy to hear how he and his friends had reconciled.
If only they could somehow challenge the ridiculous school system that divided everyone into A-listers and losers, they could be free to just be friends—and maybe even something more, hopefully.
For now, though, Paulina simply enjoyed her flight with her crush.
Tomorrow would be another day, with other challenges.
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All numbers should have all vowels! Just fuck with the English language even further
Every single odd number has an “e” in it.
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Beauty Is A Curse
Queen B.
Beauty Queen.
Wear your mask, don't let them see.
The Girl underneath.
Hide, hide, hide under snide and pride.
Use a sharp tongue to make them bow.
You are the Queen of this school.
Beautiful, so beautiful, yet deep down, you feel so vacant.
You scream inside and no one hears.
They love your face, but what about your soul?
Beauty is a curse for sure.
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Paulina was scared.
She never felt such terror like this.
And the best part was that Danny was away and couldn't even talk her down.
Shaking sitting in her Hideout, thinking about what happened these days.
When she had gone to the cinema with Star, they had seen the cardboard cutout for the newest Sayonara Pussycat movie.
Star had out loud wished to be as cute as the anime cat and...poof she turned into a chibi-version of herself.
Paulina just stared on with an open mouth at how all adored and celebrated her transformed friend.
She didn't know what to do.
Then a flash of white and black tackled Chibi-Star and they were gone.
Finally, Paulina could move again.
Star was a cruel bitch, but she was still her best friend.
So Paulina searched for her and both friends found each other in a storage room of the cinema.
Star didn't remember anything, only her head hurt.
This already was creepy and scary, however, what happened the next day to herself, set Paulina off.
Till now she couldn't explain it.
One moment she was walking outside school, enjoying her lunchtime, the next...it was like she had fallen asleep.
She only remembered how a voice that wasn't hers yelled out loud that she wasn't friends with Danny anymore before the narcotic feeling left her and she had control over her body again.
Ignoring all the confused stares of her classmates, she hightailed out of the situation.
What was going on in Amity Park?
The Latina had tried talking to Danny, but to her luck, he caught a bad cold and now was off to Wisconsin with his family to participate in the college reunion of his parents.
What should she do?
Could she do something?
That's when a crazy idea formed in her head.
Fast she returned home and sat before her computer.
She took a deep breath, tipping supernatural activities into the search machine.
Anything that had happened couldn't be explained normally...so it had to be the opposite.
For hours, she read, and read, and read till she found something that fit.
Ghosts.
What experts wrote on their powers, came really close to what she had experienced.
Signing she looked at the website.
When Danny returned she needed to talk to him.
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Danny was happy and surprised at how Paulina wanted to meet up with him in a secret place.
Of course, his brain got wild ideas, which he tried to calm down.
Still...if they did kiss this whole disaster of a weekend would turn out good.
He entered the abandoned warehouse where Paulina wanted to meet him and got up on the rooftop.
There he saw her in clothes he never guessed she owned.
A big black hoody, jogging pants and sneakers.
She was absolutely cute.
"Hey Paulina.", he greeted her warmly. "How are you? You sounded frantic on the phone."
His crush stepped to him and formally threw herself into his arms.
Danny blushed up a storm but held her tight as she started to unload all that had troubled her the past weeks.
Oh dear god, he felt so guilty.
Paulina had noted all the ghost activities and that he and Tucker, when he had ghost powers for a while, overshadow her didn't help his crush at all to stay calm.
"I-I researched.", she stuttered, while Danny caressed her long black hair. "It points all out to Ghosts...Danny, I am crazy?"
She looked into his eyes, tears falling down.
No...it broke his heart.
In a way, it was his fault that she was like this.
Sam and Tucker, mostly Sam, would probably have his head for it, however, Paulina deserved to know that he wouldn't let anything happen to her.
"No you are not crazy.", he assured her and made them both sit down on the ground. "I have to tell you something Paulina, but you have to swerve to not tell anyone."
Sniffling Paulina nodded.
So he started from the beginning.
How his parents made an inactive Ghost Portal, how he walked into it like a dumbass and it turned on and transformed him into a Half-Ghost.
How since then he fought ghosts left and right and all that she had seen and experienced had to do with his superhero side job.
"I never wanted to hurt anybody, especially you, some kind of hero I am.", he ended.
Fearful of her reaction he looked up and found a pensive Paulina.
She didn't scream, she didn't call him a freak, she calmly asked more questions to understand.
It seemed like hours they sat on this rooftop till Paulina was satisfied.
"I won't say I am happy about that you and your friend overshadow me.", she made clear. "But Danny you are a hero and use your powers for good. Thank you for trusting me with your secret I won't tell a soul."
"I'm glad I could calm you down Paulina, I was worried."
Shy he took her hand and caressed it.
This made Paulina blush cutely before she leaned in and gave him a cheek kiss, which made now him blush.
Now they were both blushing messes, smiling like lovey-dovey idiots at each other.
They both felt how their relationship turned deeper and more intimate.
And maybe one day they would have the courage to tell the other what they really felt.
But for the moment Danny helped her up and asked grinning: "Would you like to go on a flight?"
"I would love to.", agreed Paulina smiling.
In wonder, she saw how Danny transformed into his ghost half.
He was still the most handsome boy she knew.
Danny picked her up bridal-style, which made Paulina gasp and wrap her arms around his neck and shoot with her into the sky.
At first, Paulina had her eyes closed before Danny encouraged her to open them.
Since she trusted him with her life she did.
"Oh my gosh!", she gasped and looked at the faraway ground and then up to the starry sky above them. "It's absolutely beautiful!"
"This is my favourite part of my powers.", confessed Danny. "I love flying!"
Paulina gripped his neck harder and let out a pretty laugh as he flowed up higher.
"I can totally agree with that!"
It seemed they flew over Amity Park for hours before Danny brought her safely home.
She gave him a kiss on the cheek, which made him blush of course and both promised to see each other tomorrow in school.
With a lighter and happier heart, Paulina falls asleep.
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And now I realize that the more I talk to women the more demisexual I feel.
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ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
I'M DONE GUYS!!!!
NO REALLY!!!!
WE ALWAYS TALK ABOUT HOW WE HAVE TO UNDERSTAND OUR READER, WHY THEY DON'T COMMENT AND BLAH, BLAH, BLAH?!
WHAT ABOUT US AUTHOR/WRITERS?
WHAT ABOUT THE HOURS WE SPEND ON PLANNING AND WRITTING A CHAPTER FOR OUR STORIES AND THEN DON'T GET EVEN ONE COMMENT FOR IT?!
I SAY: ENOUGH!!!!
IT'S TIME FOR A REVOLUTION!
I CALL IN LIVE #no comments no chapter
IF WE DON'T GET A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF COMMENTS WE AUTHORS/WRITERS WILL REFUSE TO WRITE ANYMORE FOR OUR FANFICTIONS!
SPREAD THE WORD FOLLOW AUTHORS/WRITERS, MAYBE WE CAN FINALLY CHANGE THINGS!
I'M OUT NOW!
PEACE!
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Don’t Add Fanfiction To Your Goodreads Shelf
Hi folks, I know some of you like to use Goodreads to track all your reading and don’t want to distinguish between books and fanfiction.
I am, however, begging you not to do this. It is extremely jarring and disconcerting to be a fic author and find your works somewhere in the wild where you did not personally put them. Fics are not books, are not published in the same way as books, and exist in a precarious legal space.
Please don’t attempt to elide the separation that exists between fandom and the world of official publishing.
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