#UGHHH COME ONNN

[mx-maddmcgeeky]

Are you telling me the ship name for Stanley and Bill ISN'T istanbill?

[foolforlover]

Orestes trans. Anne Carson + Torchwood (1) (2) (3)

[devilishychubbyqueer]

There has been a sudden mood drop due to a fire alarm going off in my building =_= it's all good, I'm safe, just annoyed. I want denial and edging, but alarms are not the way to do ir!

I am... going to chill out, maybe do something to calm down. Love yall <3

[def-not-kaz-brekker]

Still mad about this. If you even care (I wrote that btw AND I AM RIGHT NICOS NAME IS FUCKING UGHHH PLEASE still love him but COME ONNN)

ALSO ANOTHER ROOT FOR NICO MIGHT BE NECRO WHICH MEANS DEATH SO IT KIGHT ALSO MEAN ANGEL OF DEATH

[snowbaamgyu]

I am, here for you

I lost the request so, anon who asked for this, this is for you ;-;

TW: drinking, graphic descriptions of being sick and some fluff at the end ;)

Prompt: long haired Beomgyu needing to tie his hair up while being sick.

The Name Chapter: Freefall was another successful comeback, promotions just ended and the boys of TXT finally got a chance to rest, so with their managers they got to a dinner team that ended up with some drinks, wanting to relieve some stress.

The night was beautiful, the weather perfect, they had two weeks off and then they would have to go to work again, so this night they decided to forget about that fact and just enjoy it.

They shared stories, laughed about them, almost cried, drink after drink they got tempted by the good feeling alcohol left them.

Beomgyu was holding up well, but after a couple of hours and even more drinks, he felt really dizzy, but overall good.

Yeonjun was telling some story and Beomgyu was just giggling, everyone found it cute.

When it was time to leave Taehyun had to wake Beomgyu up and half carry him to the van. "Wow Taehyunie... you're... sooo strong... y'know that?" Beomgyu said between giggles, Taehyun wasn't that sober tho so he just played along until the older fell asleep with his wolfcut covering big part of his face.

The most sobered one was Yeonjun, he wanted to go easy, a hangover on the start of his 2 weeks off? Nah, definitely no. He could help his friends get to their rooms so they could deal with that hell.

When the car pulled up and they had to wake up everyone, Beomgyu seemed confused, with a frown he asked "How... how did we— a hiccup — get here... already?" Yeonjun sighed, this was going to be a rough night if Beomgyu didn't go to bed right now. "You fell asleep Gyu, come on now, you're going to bed" and when Beomgyu didn't respond and just had his head down, Yeonjun began to think this might be something else. "Are you feeling sick?" the older asked, Beomgyu hiccuped again and then shook his head. "No, I'm fiiine, wanna lay down" okay, Yeonjun had to admit drunk Beomgyu was indeed cute.

Well, if Beomgyu said he was fine then he was, Yeonjun was too tired to deal with him being so wasted.

While everyone else washed up, Yeonjun made Beomgyu put on his pajamas, when the bathroom was free he took him there for his dongsaeng to brush his teeth.

That was the plan until the first thing Beomgyu did was gag over the sink.

"Oh, shit, okay, here, do it over here" Yeonjun guided Beomgyu to the toilet, both of them kneeling down in front of it. "Guess you'll need this" the older said as he took a hairband that was laying there somewhere on their cabinet and tied Beomgyu's hair as best as he could so his hair would be free from some backsplashes.

"Ughhh..." Beomgyu groans, his face buried deep in the toilet bowl as he desperately gags again, a productive heave this is. The whiskey that he's downed has come back up all at once, and his stomach is cramping and twisting from the strain. He can taste the sour alcohol still mixed with the bile and stomach acid still left within. Every heave triggers another painful round of cramping, the contents of his stomach burning and searing as they pour out. "S'all coming up... damn..." Yeonjun could just offer some backrubs, comforting words and sometimes he had to steady him so his whole head didn't go into the bowl.

"Ugh, come on... come onnn..." His back arches as he keeps at it, every muscle in his body tensing as he desperately tries to empty his stomach of the contents that are still left in there. More stomach acid comes up along with the whiskey, and he feels the burn in his throat. The strain on his face and the pain in his stomach are unbearable. "I wanna be done... I wanna stop..."

Okay now Beomgyu wasn't only throwing up, he was crying, Yeonjun clearly didn't know what to do now.

"It's okay Beom, you'll be done soon, just endure it a little bit more and it'll be finished" and he continued with the backrubs, at times he patted it.

The last of his booze-laden puke comes up, and his stomach finally relaxes in response. He grips the edge and lets out a heavy, wheezing breath. His whole body feels like a limp rag doll, as if the effort that he put into emptying his stomach of whatever else was in there has sapped away his energy, too. "I'm... I'm done..." he mumbles with ragged breaths. "I'm... I'm all done."

"Good job Gyu, you did well, you wanna go lay down now?" when the younger nodded he helped him up and handed him his toothbrush, while Yeonjun flushed the toilet and cleaned with toilet paper some of the sick that had splashed.

Now it was finally time to rest, everyone else was in bed by now, they didn't know how much time they had spent in there.

"Okay Gyu, goodnight, hope your hangover isn't that bad tomorrow" Yeonjun said as he tucked Beomgyu in bed and untied his hair, brushing it for a bit with his fingers, the younger slowly closing his eyes and drifting off.

"Oh my god my head..." yes, those were Beomgyu's first words the next day, he didn't know what time it was, for how long he was asleep, he just knew that if he didn't drink some water now he would probably die. Maybe but not literally.

As he got out of bed he got dizzy for a bit until he was able to go to the kitchen, on the way finding Kai and Yeonjun on the living room watching a movie, apparently Kai was hangover too because there were pills for that discomfort and the volume was low, but other than that he looked fine, just tired.

"How's it going? Are you feeling well?" the older asked.

"Headache" was all Beomgyu said, returning to the couch with his glass of water, taking a pill too.

"Thanks for dealing with me yesterday" Beomgyu said with a smile to his hyung, "It's okay, if I didn't there would've been a mess so, it's nothing".

"Seriously, what would we do without you hyung" Kai spoke this time, slowly all the members had gathered in there and spent the day watching TV, it was a family, their little but lovely family.

[specialgradefckr]

I’m so in love with how u write… like emotions and dialogue ESPECIALLY HEATWAVE DAY 4!!! Ahhh the feelings between satoru and suguru made my heart hurt… I think all three of them should get together tbh…. UGHHH I love ur writing so much

I actually have a satosugu/reader ask I'm waiting on answering - I got a really fun idea for it but I want to finish the Heatwave series before I start taking requests or posting other random things kdshjfgsdhg.

SatoSugu is sooooo fun to write, especially SatoSugu/reader. I like the ship itself but I am a reader-insert/selfshipper at heart so it just becomes sooooo enticing once it turns into a three-person situation.

Originally for that fic I did plan on having Gojo have kinda pined for you in high school, but I actually really liked the "just friends" idea better, where both of you value your friendship more than you value your crush... True Love right there.

Geto leaving for a different college is kinda symbolic for him leaving in canon - choosing a different path and all that, contradicting everything he stood for and planned for with Gojo.

The conversation between the two of them wasn't supposed to be so long but XD oh well! I really liked what it brought to the table in terms of their feelings, and I'm glad you also enjoyed it! I could have made that conversation drag on and onnn lmao but I didn't want it to start looking like a SatoSugu fic XD

There will be more to come, though, don't worry! I actually have individual fics for Gojo and Geto, and the day 10 fic has Gojo and Geto trying to fuck but it falls flat for them sjkglsdlfghdfg

Glad you've liked it so far! One day I'll get to a nice threesome with them! Eventually!

[lunarlivs]

Omg I LOVE sweater weather and loved your coops art so much! I’m gonna need all your Vaincre reactions lol

thank you so much! i’m glad you like it, you have no idea how happy that made me ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ

vaincre spoilers ahead!

i LOVE the story and it has gotten so so strong reactions out of me wth.

coops proposal was SO cute and i actually really liked the storyline of remus struggling to find his drive in the team, it was heartbreaking but really well executed. when logan got his call i fucking wept i was so heartbroken and then i cried even more during the next chapters and UGH i just looove him and leo and finn so much. and ughhh in the newest chapter when finn fought jack,,,,,,,, it definitely got a reaction out of me god damn

you didn’t ask but my favourite characters are loops logan katie and pascal AND JULIAN like come onnn i want to have a tea party with them

and i’m cheering for the lions to win the cup but i really like the rangers also, like luke and saint are so sweet

if you’d actually like it i could update my thoughts after she updates again? as you can see i have much to say about it so i’d def be up for it lol

[truckreincarnation]

Dual Destinies || The Final Hours [3/3]

Unbelievable.

Or, no. Perhaps it was entirely believable that she wouldn’t have stood a chance against someone with two hundred years’ worth of experience over her. Manami pouts up at them, still sulking for a moment… before bursting out laughing, now free of any trace of malice.

“Ahaha! Okay, okay… I do feel a lot better after that, and you did beat me fair and square, so… yeah! I guess I am!”

She wasn’t the final boss, after all. Just his penultimate henchman. She sits up, wincing a bit from the exertion and criss-crossing her legs, staying planted firmly on the ground.

“So you’re gonna want me to run off with a bunch of demands, probably, right? Since I can get there quickly? Well, I’m gonna need to know what they are first!”

… Germain looked back at the others, an expression that could only be described as baffled on their face. Back to Manami. They supposed it made sense playing along would’ve calmed her down.

“Uh. R-Right. S-Sorry, I c-can’t believe that worked. They’re… n-not just demands. Well, there are d-demands, like n-not d-destroying Last Haven, but… I know the c-carrot just as well as the s-stick. And it’s n-not just me. Haven’t you b-been listening? Everyone has a p-part in this.”

Manami pouts again. “Jeez, I was just trying to keep a little spark of rivalry going!! That’s how this is supposed to go. I’m not… just asking you. Really. It was just, you know, I was… ughhh, nevermind, it was gonna be a whole Thing!!”

“Th-There is no s-spark.” Germain spoke flatly.

“Wh, what?! Even after all that…? Come onnn, at least humour meeee…” she whines pathetically, but, well. No sense crying over spilt lactose-free milk. The next act is beginning.

A long, exasperated sigh, with perhaps the slightest bit of resignation. “M-Miss me with that c-corny shit. Esmée, A-Avery, Yuliya, e-everyone’s b-been pointing it out. We c-can c-come to a s-solution that helps the D-Demon King, if… you’d j-just listen. We have s-suggestions and offers to g-go with the d-demands. And if you w-won’t listen…” Germain glanced to Shin… winking conspiratorially at him. Way to kill the mood. “I d-doubt everyone’ll m-make it easy for you. So let us help you.”

Manami glowers for a moment, but sighs - with a significantly more overblown resignation. “He’s not going to be that easy to bargain with. There are some terms I know he won’t accept, but… if you really are going to leverage that stupid spell against him, then… maybe we can work something out. Something that doesn’t involve trapping him, either. But if you really want to stop him from destroying Last Haven, you are going to have to make it worth his while. After everything you’ve all said, it… does sound like some of you have ideas that… might not be totally terrible.” She makes that silly pleading face at Shin, then casts a slightly more apologetic look to Avery and Esmée in particular.

She makes her pouty little -3- face again, a bit embarrassed.

“... I guess you’ve convinced me. Let’s negotiate! Maybe, um, run some of that by me again…? You’ve got a few hours before I’ll need to take off if you want me to get there in time to present, um, present a case to him. He’ll be starting soon otherwise, after all…!”

[levenxa]

DSST Blue and Nightmare pre-Incident?

Maybe a sort of surprise visit from the bloo boy?

Here you go!

Sorry this took so long istg I asked for writing rq’s right before descending into writers block :,D

I’m good now, so here’s the first public fic I’ve posted on Tumblr!

Blue visits Nightmare // pre-incident (DS! Storytwist)

// Word Count: 2152

The day was going pretty swiftly, time flew as Nightmare got himself invested into the prolonged storyline of a book. He sat behind this large stump of bark, leaves falling from the top. He was leaning against a tree, the very well known Feelings Tree.

Whatever it was called, it was a very calming place to relax and chill at. His legs were slightly propped up, knees up against his chest, he rested his book on the small platform, silently reading.

“You wanna go and explore the village?” Someone asked.

He had luscious black hair, small light highlights on the tips. He wore a black sweater, with a brown t-shirt right on top, two tan straps on both sides, topped off with a shiny golden crown. This was Dream, Nightmare’s technical roommate, or friend. The relationship was unclear for the most part.

“Nah, I think I’ll just stay here.” Nightmare replied, flipping through a page in his book.

Dream scooted himself next to Nightmare teasingly, a small smile on his face while doing so. “Come onn! It’ll be fun I promise! Or partly promise.” He insisted.

Going into town was one of Dream’s favorite things to do. He loved to engage with people, even when everyone just toyed with his gratefulness. “There could be chocolate~”

Nightmare just laughed at that, nudging the other in a joking way. “Hey! You know I like sweets but hate the village! I’m not going with you.” He answered.

“Ughhh fine. Just stay here okay? I’ll be back before midnight. Stay out of trouble.” Dream finished as he waved goodbye, making his way to the large village where he would hang out with friends and have a better social life.

Once he was gone Nightmare immediately went back to reading, he was at an interesting part, where the main character finally met the love interest. How terrible, let’s keep reading.

“pssst hey—psstttt hey nutcaseee…helloooo~!”

“What..” Nightmare started before he looked up, not seeing anyone there. Glancing behind him however, to the left was a blue and white clothed individual. Great, another person to bother him. But wait…this wasn’t just any person, these two knew eachother.

“Blue what the fuck.” The negative one said, slowly standing up to properly face this menace.

The so-called ‘Blue’ waved cutely, making his way over to give Nightmare a big hug. “I just got back! I wanted to see you again, haha~!” He acknowledged. Blue regularly visited Nightmare at the tree, constantly bugging him whilst also befriending him. It was kinda sweet really.

“Oh, I wasn’t expecting you to be back so soon. How was all the traveling?” Nightmare wondered, slowly putting his book on the grass right next to him. Blue often explored many different areas and very much enjoyed doing it. That’s how he found Nightmare in the first place.

Blue let go of Nightmare and kneeled in front of him. “It’s been soooo tiring, yet so fun! But my favorite place to visit is here~” He teased. His bright blue irises glowing in the sunlight, as he leaned in with a smirk.

“Oh shut up…” Nightmare flourished. He hid a small blush behind his book as he propped it up for cover.

“Hmm, why~? Are you embarrassed about me visiting you? You should take advantage of that, you know? Hehe~!” Blue spoke, as he decided to sit right next to him.

Nightmare had always felt a bit awkward around Blue, but somehow they had managed to become friends. Even if Blue still acted like a child sometimes.

“No, I don't want Dream to get the wrong idea. That's all.” Nightmare responded, turning away from Blue, once more looking at his book.

"Aw, come onnn~!” Blue whined.

“People don't like others who tease them, idiot.” Nightmare mumbled under his breath, he didn’t look at Blue while talking.

“Yeahh, I know. I’m so unlikable but you still talk to me!” Blue stated.

Nightmare sighed, he couldn't ignore him now. "Don't say that about yourself."

"It’s true though!" Blue whined, crossing his arms as he pouted in frustration.

Nightmare looked to the side, seeing the other being his usual train wreck self. “No it’s not. You're actually kind, caring, funny, and smart. You may tease me a whole lot, but that doesn’t speak for your entire character." He explained.

Blue seemed to calm down a little, as he dropped his pouty expression. "Oh uh…thanks. That really means a lot." He said, speaking quite softly just then. Nightmare really admired that part of him, he knew exactly how to make people smile.

“Sure thing.” The negative one replied.

“Soooooo…are we gonna sit here forever or what? Let’s do something fun together!” Blue suggested.

Nightmare looked at him, considering it. "What, why?" He shrugged, sitting back onto the tree.

Blue took that opportunity to suggest something. "Let's go explore the world! I know some cool places that I want to show you! We can travel the whole world together!" He pleaded.

Nightmare stopped for a moment, glancing at the blue eyed boy. "That sounds nice…but I'm still trying to finish this book."

Blue looked disappointed for a second, before he chuckled. "How boring. How do you even stay interested in books like that? It's a boring romance plot. Exploring the world is more fun.”

Nightmare tilted his head curiously, turning his attention back to the book. Was it? He thought. Maybe he just thought so because he liked the protagonist. Then again, maybe the book really was shit.

“I’m not much of a traveler, Blue.” Nightmare admitted. He was more of a homebody.

“You don’t have to be! I can show you all of the amazing things I've seen! It would be a way better romance plot than that book for sure! And we can vibe together~” Blue kept insisting, never giving up on his adorable face.

Nightmare just nodded as a sign of approval, and then spoke, “Okay. I'll trust you on that. If you insist that much, I guess I will. Where are you taking me?"

“Oh! Well, the first trip is…my house!” Blue declared excitedly as he stood up.

“What?!” Nightmare was caught off guard by this sudden request, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Blue smirked, knowing exactly what he did. "I’ve seen your place sooo many times! And I realized you’ve never been to my home. So I figured that would be our first trip! You also haven't seen my room yet~” Blue teased.

Nightmare huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. He knew Blue was just messing with him, but at least it gave him an excuse to leave the tree. With that the two set off away from the village, walking side by side.

Nightmare looked around, noticing the sun setting in the distance. It was already twilight, the sky had turned orange and purple. As much as he hated leaving the tree, he also loved being with Blue. They walked for a good half hour, until eventually they reached a large, secluded town. Unlike the village, this area was quite full. There were many other townspeople nearby, bustling about their business, some even greeting Blue.

"Wow, this is a big town. I wonder what part of this place you stay at." Nightmare said curiously, looking around. It wasn’t hard to imagine what Blue’s home looked like, he’d just wished he was told about this sooner.

Blue led him deeper into the town, towards a house on the outskirts. It was quite large, but not as large as the houses within the village. "This is my house~! My brother Cider lives here too!” He announced proudly as the two approached the door.

Nightmare stopped and stared at it. "What about your parents?" He questioned incredulously.

“Well…no not really.” Blue muttered awkwardly.

"Oh, sorry. I just realized we never got too deep into your family life." Nightmare commented.

Blue smiled, grabbing the handle and opening the door. "Yeah, my parents passed a few years after I was born." He said.

"I’m really sorry about that…" Nightmare commented, concern and sadness on his face.

"It’s fine. Thanks for the curiosity though. It helps to talk about it every once in a while." Blue admitted. “Now, let’s go in.” He said, stepping into the house happily, his mood shifted almost instantly once he spotted someone.

“Cider!! I’ve returrrnnnedd~!” Blue exclaimed, voice echoing through the house.

The view into the house became larger, revealing a large man with fluffy light brown hair, wearing an orange t-shirt with a galaxy print in the middle of it. He looked to be about twenty-eight. His eyes widened when he saw Blue, a grin spreading across his face.

"Oh hey, welcome back Bloo. I’m glad you made it back in one piece. How are you?" Cider asked calmly. This must’ve been a normal thing for him.

Blue waited to reply, first he dragged Nightmare inside the house. “I’ve been good! This is Nightmare, he came with me this time!” He announced happily.

Cider looked at Nightmare, his face showing surprise. "Wow you're actually real. Didn’t think Bloo really found an ancient tree guardian.” He seemed to realize that saying something like that probably wouldn’t be the best first impression, and quickly took a step back. “Ah sorry, I’m Cider. It’s nice to meet you.”

"It's nice to meet you too." Nightmare replied awkwardly, looking around the large house.

"Come in, come in. We have lots of snacks to get through. Right Bloo?” Cider encouraged, as he pulled out some chips from a cabinet.

"Right! Let’s eat!" Blue stated excitedly.

Nightmare followed behind Blue as they all made their way to the living room. From what he’d seen, the house was pretty average in size. Very comfy. However, it was mostly filled with various furniture and decorations.

“So, where did you guys go?” Cider asked, sitting down and pulling out a bag of chips.

"We didn’t really go anywhere else but here. I originally decided to visit Nightmare, and then asked to bring him here! Toootally worth it.” Blue acknowledged.

Nightmare sat down beside Blue, who quickly handed him a bag of chips. "Thank you." He stated politely.

“You’re welcome~” Blue chuckled as he grabbed a bag for himself, sitting in between Cider and Nightmare.

Cider stared at him intently, as he continued to eat. "So you're a tree guardian huh? It's rare to find a guardian these days, especially one so young." He remarked.

“Yeah, it’s definitely been an adventure.” Nightmare answered, he had yet to experience the life of a regular civilian. This felt like a really pleasing adventure. He was very thankful.

"Mhm, I bet. I hear most guardians live for several decades." Cider commented.

"I don't know if I'd call this 'living'. More like existing." Nightmare replied, sounding a bit melancholic.

“Don’t be so depressing Night, if you want to enjoy the guardian life you have to embrace it! Plus, I think it’s really cool.” Blue interjected.

"Yeah I guess. Thanks." Nightmare murmured, quietly appreciating Blue’s small words of encouragement. The more this trip went on, the more he questioned how he really felt about him.

They talked for hours on end, until it was time to take Nightmare back to the tree. It was a pretty fun day for the most part, Cider was really nice, and Blue was being his normal energetic self.

They both stopped at the bottom of the hill, Dream was already back at the tree. He was probably really worried about where Nightmare had gone.

Blue turned to face the other after spotting the positive one at the tree. "Alright, let's plan our next adventure once I come back to visit you again, okay? I’ll be back soon~" Blue stated softly, giving him a small wink.

"Yeah, that sounds like fun." Nightmare replied, giving him a soft smile.

Blue’s face flushed a bit, taken aback by the pretty smile Nightmare had. He was always the one with the most confidence out of the two, but one smile like that would take it all away.

“Well then, bye bye Nightmare! See ya later~!” Blue waved as he started to walk away from the tree’s hill, heading back to his town.

Nightmare watched as the blue eyed boy disappeared into the distance, before turning back around. He then took a deep breath, and stepped up on the hill, making his way to the tree.

He was suddenly greeted by a bright yellow-eyed friend, as Dream frowned at him. "Where were you? Why did you disappear like that?!"

Nightmare sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Sorry, I kinda forgot you’d be home by now. I'll explain everything, but then you have to tell me about Alexis." He requested.

Dream looked at him tirelessly, he wasn’t his normal cheery self, that twat probably got to him again. "Yeah alright, let’s talk for a bit before bed. How does that sound?"

"Good. Thanks Dream."

[satorugojooo]

Bnha hcs with Tamaki, Denki

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Tamaki

"Yeah Tamaki I will be there in 15 mins, I need to hurry if I don't want Aizawa to tie me down with his bandages for being late." you said trough your phone.

"Alright my butterfly just make sure to get here safe, it's almost night and you don't know how many villains could be near." he said and you smiled.

"Of course little elf, I'll be right back, love you!" you said and he giggled.

"Bye my love, love you too!" he said and hung up.

After you went on a short cut alley but something was odd. When you turned around you saw non other than Toga Himiko with a knife coming towards you.

"AAA MY BEST FRIEND IS HEREEE!" she yelled trying to stab you but you were quicker jumping away.

"Himiko let her slower, she can't run from here..." said Dabi and started to come closer.

"NO! DON'T COME CLOSER OR I'LL USE MY FULL POWER!" you said and he just laughed.

"Please this is as pathetic as your thoughts about becoming a hero... Just give up already L/N, this is over." he said pulling his hand out and before I could even blink I got a fire rope around my waist and arms.

"Let me go!! What do you want from me?" you said panicked and Toga just smiled.

"Your gonna join us sweetie." she said while she dragged me in a some sort of teleport hole.

When we arrived on a rooftop I looked at them.

"Now what?" I said anxious and Dabi looked at me.

"Were waiting for Shigaraki to tell us if it's free to go and after we will get you there in just 1 second." he said quickly scrolling trough his phone.

You thought of some way to get out of here but you couldn't. You should have listened to Tamaki... Oh... That's it!! You still had your phone at your back if only you could share the location. As dabi and Toga started arguing on idk what you quickly pulled your arms and tapped on Tamaki. You quickly pressed share location and you saw him reply in a instant with "Y/N are you okay??" but you couldn't answer. All you put was some exclamation signs. You put the phone back before the villains noticed and Toga looked at you.

"Hmm a little bit of blood wouldn't hurt to my collection.... There." she said and she pulled one of her injections in my leg. I saw how blood started to go trough that tube and I started to cry.

"Toga what on earth you have leave her alone! Shigaraki needs her in one peace he will kill you if you harm her." dabi said grabbing the injection and pulling it out. You were grateful for what he did but you knew he didn't cared at all.

"Oh he texted me, we can go." said Dabi and came to me to grab you.

"Get your dirty hands off my girlfriend." said a voice and you raised your eyes with all the hope you could have. Your hero was right there. Tamaki was in his hero costume ready to kick some butts.

"Ohhh this is soo romantic don't you think Dabi?" said Toga and I looked at her weird.

"Oh just shut it, sadly ink haired boy we won't let her go anytime soon." dabi said.

"Then don't blame me for what will happen to you." he said and his tentacles quickly got them trapped, with one lifting you up and placing you at his back.

Dabi tried to turn his quirk on but you quickly got out from the ropes and send a light sphere towards him to make him blind.

"Ahh shit were leaving! This is not over yet!" he said and they both went gone. Tamaki turned to you and hugged you tightly.

"Angel... I was soo scarred when you send me your location. You didn't came at the time and even Aizawa asked about you and then... I didn't even knew how I can get to you quicker." he said and you smiled.

"It's alright Tamaki, you came and saved me, that's why you will always be the number hero 1 for me." you said and he gave you a flustered smile.

"T-thank you butterfly." he said and you kissed his cheek.

Denki Kaminari

You were walking on the U.A. hallways till a little trash grape came to you.

"Mineta I swear I'll kick you if you come any closer." you sighed.

"come onnn why you let Kaminari always around you but me not?" he said with a huff.

"Erm... Because I actually like Denki and I hate you? Idk just saying-" you said and he looked at you.

"WHY YOU HAVE TO BE SOO MEAN!" he yelled and at your back Denki came.

"Uhm love everything is alright?" he said and you nodded.

"No.. Your friend is trying to steal your girlfriend again..." you said and mineta looked mad at you.

"That's not true Kaminari you know sharing is caring right?" he said and I looked at him ready to kill him.

"I know I know but sadly I won't share y/n with anyone, that's something thats only mine sorry." he said and you blushed a little. He gave you a smirk and wrapped his hand on your waist.

"Ughhh this life is not fair." Mineta said and left.

"Thank you love, I don't know how I would got rid of him..." you said and he just smiled.

"Anytging for my love, after all your mine and no one will change it." he said and kissed you. You relaxed in his arms till a certain boy came next to you.

"YOU TWO GET A ROOM JEEZ!" said Bakugou and you two looked at each other bursting into laughter.

"What's the deal Bakugou, felling kinda lonely?" Denki said and Bakugou quickly looked at him.

"YOU FILTHY BASTARD SAY THAT ONCE AGAIN AND YOUR DEAD!" he said and you just roleed your eyes.

[yanderslutt]

— y/n witnesses Sasha's death.

warning: aot spoilers season 4

"NO! COME ONNN!" You screamed jumping back onto the airship as you girlfriend jumps on top of you. "Y/n!" She screamed kissing your lips as you jumped. "I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!" She said holding you tightly as Connie joined in. Jean rolled his eyes as Connie held all of you closely. "Egg head." You muttered as Sasha playfully shoved your shoulder. "Ughhh,"

"Come on, so.. once we get back to the island.. what are we going to do?" She asked as you shrugged your shoulders. "I don't know, maybe we can do that thing." You hinted as her eyes went wide. "Y/n! Stop being so dirty minded." Sasha huffed as you heard her stomach rubble.

"Someone's hungryyy." You teased as she rolled her eyes kissing your cheek. "I love you."

Your eyes went wide as you felt your face heat up almost instantly. "I-I-i-."

"We need you." Levi muttered grabbing your hoodie pulling you away from your girlfriend. You sighed as a sudden sound appears from the entrance of the ship. The door closed sealing the two of you.

"I just heard something." Sasha said turning around as Jean gave her a concerned look. "Hey! Quite down!" Jean screamed walking into the crowd of people. "Raise your voice! It's our victory!"

"Hey!"

"Come to think of it, have you seen Lobov yet?" Connie asked with concern laced in his voice. Jean gave him a hard look turning his head towards him. "No, but he should be coming up here around now..."

And with those words, a small girl around a young age rolled inside taking out a rifle shooting Sasha directly in the chest. Blood immediately begins forming as it slowly spills out of her mouth.

You brow arched feeling an odd feeling. Connie and Jean stared at there fallen friend mortified. Sasha laid on the ground with wide eyes and blood pouring out her back. "Sasha!"

Before she could reload a blonde boy wrapped his arms around her body shoving her away from the bullets. "S-stay with us! G-get y/n! Get y/n!" Connie cried out. You instantly turned around due to your heightened senses. "I-I'll be right back."

You felt your heart drop as you instantly ran out of the room seeing your girlfriend laying lifeless against the ground. "HEY! HEY! S-SASHA!" You screamed throwing your weapon on the ground running to her. Connie grabbed your wrist pulling you down as your hands gently caress her cheek. "S-Sasha! N-no!"

"Y-you're so.. loud.. y/n." She whispered slowly turning to you as you shake your head. "I-I always been loud. S-Sasha. N-no." You cried as blood covered your hands. "Y-you need to say it." She choked out blood flowing out of her mouth.

Memories of the both of you flash within a instant as you hang your head low. "I..I love you."

"I..I love you too.. n-now, I-is the food.. not here yet?" She asked as you grabbed her hand feeling her weak fingers touch your cheek. "GET A TOURNIQUET! We must cover her wound! Hurry!" Jean yelled.

"S-Sasha! Hold it until we reach the island!" Connie said as her eyes went towards him, Jean, then back to yours. A small grin forms on her lips as her pupils shake for a moment before finally giving up. "Y/n... the... meat." She whispered as you felt her hand slowly fall off of your face.

"No..no.. NO NO NO NO NO!" You screamed rocking back in fourth as Jean held you. "Calm down y/n.." He whispered trying to calm himself in the process.

Your eyes shake seeing your girlfriend dead.. in front of your eyes. "Jean.. Y/n. These two got up here using Lobov's vertical maneuver gear."

"W-what?" Jean said as your eyes blankly stare at the little girl. "YOU BITCH!" You screamed at the top of your lungs. You pushed Jean off as he quickly wraps his arm around your waist holding you back. "I'm going to toss them off." Flooch stated. "No objections right?"

You looked at the girl with death written in your eyes as she stared at you with a hard look. Then again, her voice rang in your ears. I love you too.

"Is.. throwing some kids.. off an airship..going to stop all this bloodshed?"

Connie slowly approached you grabbed your hand in his as silent tears fall from both of your eyes. "Sasha.. she's dead."

Hearing it made your heart fall once more as Mikasa looked at you then Armin. Only god knows how much everyone pity you in this airship. "F..fuck y/n.." Levi muttered as you stared at your hands seeing Sasha's blood dry up.

"Y/n... Connie, Sasha.. what were.. her final words?" Eren asked as you slowly looked up at him. "She said.. m-meat." Connie answered for you as a suddenly chuckle escapes Eren's lips.

Your eyes went wide as you ran towards the man kicking him directly in the face. "W-whats so funny?" You breathed out repeatedly kicking him in his face until steam begins poor out. Hange grabbed your wrist pulling you back into there chest.

"LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" You yelled thrashing around Hange's grip. Jean stared blankly into his friend.

"Sasha.. died because you got the survey corps involved.. you know?"

[imjustwritingg]

ZEFXUHGSEAHHHHHH JAY YOU FREAKING MORON WHY WOULD YOU TAKE OFF YOUR VEST???? I might just slap some sense Into Him ughhh *grabs Jay by his collar and shakes him vigorously * listen here your a dad now so frikin ACT LIKE It drfcsefyubvdahhhhh

Seriously you had to do that??? You're killing me here morgannn!!!!!! 😭😭😭😭

Like ughhh Booth has some serious fighting skills for a bad guy like come onnn but hailey fought too and averyyyy OH MY GOD THAT KID IS A NATIONAL TREASURE AND MUST BE PROTECTED AT ALL COSTS ughhhhh the daddy😍🥺🥺 ahhhhhsrcxefviinb I'M DEADD

Please please please I need will halstead next chapter for halstead Brother content😭😭😭

Ahhhhhhh!!! I was wondering when I’d see you yelling at me. ����😅 I know it was a rough chapter, but I can assure you that everything will be okay.

Thank you so much for reading and sending me your wonderful messages because they truly make me grin. I can’t wait for y’all to see the next chapter. Lots of goodies coming. I don’t think you’re ready. 😏🥰💜

[mountainsluna]

ouija boards

pairing(s): witch!wooyoung & witch!reader (as best friends)

also demon!san x reader

genre: humor + supernatural + fluff

word count: 2.2k

✩ [author’s note] Happy Halloween Everyone! 🎃 Tonight is a full blue moon and I am so insanely excited! Even if you don’t celebrate halloween, I hope you all have a good day :)

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You turned over to see San sleeping peacefully on your bed. His devil horn twitching as he snored softly. His eyes fluttered open at the sound of your giggling. “Can I help you, gorgeous?” He smirked, his voice deep with sleep. He movied his arm underneath you as your leg draped over his.

“No...I just can’t believe you’re mine.” You say, his jet black tail coming up to caress your leg.

He chuckled sleepily into your hair as his fingers played with the strands lazily. “I’m lucky you found me, angel.” He said softly, the ironic nickname making you smile. You ran a finger along his chest as he drifted back to sleep, your mind wandering off to your memory of the night you two met.

9 months ago...

“Ughhh!” Wooyoung groaned as he swung your apartment door open, plopping himself next to you on your sofa, waving his hand at the open door to close it.

“And what’s your problem?” You say, not bothering to look away from the tv show you were watching.

“I’m so bored. This has been the most boring week of my life!” You rolled your eyes at his juvenile complaints.

“So what do you suggest we do to liven up your life a bit, Jung Wooyoung?” 

“I don’t knowwww! But we’re witches! There has to be something fun we can do.” Wooyoung whined, he was silent a few seconds as you mumbled something about dismantling the patriarchy before he gasped, grabbing your attention. “Y/n! Do you still have that Ouija board your mom gave you?”

Your head snapped in his direction, your finger shooting up to close his mouth shut. “Wooyoung we can’t mess with it, you know that! And she gave it to me for safe keeping not for playing!”

Wooyoung motioned your hand away, hating when you used your powers on him. “Come onnn! It’s not any more dangerous than all the crazy things we’ve already done!” You shook your head turning away from him. “Y/n pleaseeee, do you want me to die of boredom?”

“It wouldn’t be my favorite way for you to die but I could live with it.” You chuckled as Wooyoung scoffed at your words.

“Fine.” Wooyoung vanished into smoke off of your sofa.

You let out a sigh, beginning to relax back into your show when he reappeared in the same spot. A large box, sealed in plastic in his hands. “Alright then, now we can have fun!” He said standing up to make his way to your bedroom.

“Hey! What is that?!” You followed after him, grabbing the box from his hands as he set up candles around your room. “Wooyoung did you not just hear a word I said?!”

“You said we couldn’t mess with your mom’s board, but this one is from the toy store down the street! Can you believe they market these to kids?” He says nonchalantly, tearing the plastic off as he sat on the floor with the box. You sat across from him stopping him from opening it.

“Wooyoung I’m serious, this isn’t a game! Not with the kind of powers we have.”

“Well if our powers are strong enough to actually conjure something then they should be strong enough to handle whatever comes through.”

You sighed in defeat, removing your hand from the box. You knew Wooyoung was too stubborn to listen to you, sometimes he needed to learn things the hard way. Why you let yourself get dragged into his nonsense, you didn’t know.

You closed your eyes, forming a circle of light around you both as Wooyoung finished setting up the board. Your hands joining his on the planchette. “Okay, spirits of y/n’s apartment. Let yourself be known.” Your eyes shot up at Wooyoung’s words as he smirked at you, you swore you could’ve ended him right then and there. But it didn’t move.

“Sh...should we swirl it around the board a bit? Ya know...like to wake it up?” He asked and you honestly didn’t know.

“Like how they move it on the movies?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay go.” You fingers pushed the planchette around the board as Wooyoung asked again, stopping after a few seconds. Nothing.

“Ugh either your apartment is too cleansed or this board is a piece of trash.” Wooyoung said, leaning away from the board.

“Well, I’m fine with either of those being true.” You said placing the board back into the box, shoving it against Wooyoung’s chest. “Now get that thing out of my house.”

“Scaredy cat. You’re lucky I have work in the morning or I’d stay longer.” You walked him to the door, waving goodbye before closing and locking it. As you turned away from the door a heavy feeling of uneasiness fell over you. It was the kind of feeling that had you looking over your shoulder at every noise you swore you heard.

Once you were settled into bed, you tried your hardest to fall asleep. Damn Wooyoung. You were sure it was the bad feeling you had from the Ouija board he brought that was still lingering within you. You took a deep breath, as you attempted to meditate yourself to sleep.

Just as you had begun to drift off there was a loud noise coming from your hallway closet. Your eyes shot open, the realization hitting you that that was where you kept your mom’s old board.

You made your way to the hallway, waving your hand slowly to open the door. You noticed the box had fallen off the shelf as it was now laying on the floor. It absolutely had to be the source of all the uneasiness you were feeling, you pulled the box out walking it to your living room coffee table. You weren’t one to play around when it came to negative energies, the longer they stayed the harder it was to get them to leave. So you wanted this one gone as soon as possible.

You took out the board, not bothering to cast a circle. You wanted whatever was trying to scare you out in the open so you could take care of it face to face.

Placing your fingers on top of the planchette, you let out a deep breath before speaking. “Alright, who’s in my house?” You asked, not letting your voice waver.

A jolt of electricity ran through your fingertips as it began to move, you gasped, your hands instinctively flying off of the small piece of wood. But it moved right along without you. Spelling out the letters S.A.N.

You sat there in complete shock, your voice stuck in your throat. You cleared you throat before speaking again. “San?...What do you want?” The board began to shake at your words. You pushed yourself back as the board hovered then flew towards you, you ducked to the side as it collided with the wall behind you. The broken board casting a red hue throughout the room.

You shot up, turning around to be met with a tall male figure sitting atop your kitchen counter. He was dressed in all black, horns on full display, long tail swaying casually behind him. “Y...you’re a demon.” Your voice was barely above a whisper as you spoke.

“Well, look at you. Didn’t anyone ever tell you not to play with Ouija boards, darling?” He asked, his deep chuckle sending a shiver up your spine. He settled himself to the floor, taking a few steps towards you. Your hand shot out in an attempt to use your powers to push him back but it merely caused his shoulder to waver a bit, mainly from the surprise of your actions, not the actual force.

“Ah I see...you’re a witch aren’t you?” He smirked wickedly at the realization. “Why don’t you show me what other tricks you have up your sleeve?” San stepped near you, his black tail coming up to caress your arm, you nearly swatted it away. “Go ahead...I won’t hurt you.”

“Bite me.” You spat, determined to show him you weren’t scared of him. But your actions only amused the demon in front of you.

The laugh that came from him echoed throughout the room. “Don’t tempt me, darling. I already think you’re a pretty little thing, your feistiness is just gonna make me wanna keep you even more.” 

Before you could respond, San began to wince at a loud ringing in his ear. The noise rising so loud, you had to cover your ears as well. Once the ringing stopped, San cleared his throat, standing so close you had to look raise your head to look up at him. “It appears I have some business to take care of back home.” He said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “What a shame...I was looking forward to playing with my little witch a bit longer.” He smirked, running a finger along the underside of your chin, tilting your head up to look him in the eyes. His irises glowed red as he winked down at you.

“Yeah, what a shame.” You said, not breaking eye contact with him.

“Aww, don’t sound too sad, darling.” He leaned down to your ear. “I think we’ll be seeing a lot more of each other from now on.”

“Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” San let out a deep chuckle at your words before vanishing into a black smoke. The uneasy feeling you felt earlier disappearing along with him.

However, now that you think about it, even after he returned. The bad feeling never came back with him. In fact, you felt even more protected having him around now.

You stood there in complete shock. Your legs unwilling to move. Once you snapped out of it, you snapped your fingers, your phone appearing in your hand as you dialed Wooyoung.

“Y/n this better be insanely important, it’s 2 in the-”

“There was a demon in my apartment.”

“.....” “..........”

“Woo? Wooyoun-”

“A WHAT?!” He yelled into the phone, fully awake after your words had registered.

“A DEMONNNN, WOOYOUNG.”

“OH MY GOD.” His voice sounding way too close.

You screamed loudly, whipping around to see the dark haired boy standing behind you still holding the phone to his ear. His bed head and lack of pants catching you off guard. “JUNG WOOYOUNG!” You hit his chest with a little too much force as you caught your breath.

“Ow! I didn’t mean to scare you! Tell me everything! How are you even still alive? Did he try to kill you? What did he look like?”

You held your head in your hands, making your way to the sofa, Wooyoung following behind you. You let out a sigh before speaking trying to recall the events. “No, he didn’t try to kill me he was a little intimidating but overall he was just...really...flirty?”

Wooyoung laughed loudly at the last word. “Huh...a flirty demon...Was he scary looking like the red all over kinda cartoon ones?”

“Besides the horns and tail, he looked human. He wasn’t too tall...taller than me. He was dressed in all black, his hair was black, his eyes were dark red but up close they were almost bright red.”

“Well damn, y/n. He sounds like your type.” He teased.

You threw a pillow at him, rolling your eyes at his words.

“You must’ve gotten pretty close to him to have seen his eyes change like that...Y/n~...Did you like the flirty demon?”

“Will you stop it!?” Grabbing the pillow you had thrown, using it to hit him repeatedly as he tossed his head back in laughter.

“I’m just saying!! Maybe it wouldn’t be too bad having a demon around if he likes you. He could protect us from evil things we can’t handle.”

“Yeah when have you ever met a demon willing to protect two amateur witches just for the fun of it?”

But that’s exactly what had ended up happening. Not necessarily for the fun of it but because he actually ended up falling for you.

San did continue to show up after that. Usually just to bother you as you studied up on your spells. But then there was the time your oven broke and San sat in front of it for a whole 20 minutes, heating it up enough so that your cookies could finish baking.

Or that one day your heater went out and he stayed overnight to cuddle you, claiming a demon’s body was warmer than any heater you could buy anyways. Even though after all these months you’re sure he gives off the exact same amount of body heat as any other person on the planet.

At first, you told yourself the reason you kept him around was for protection, but now you could admit that it ended up being for your own comfort. Wooyoung hadn’t seemed to mind either, also claiming if it hadn’t been for him, you two would’ve never met so now you owed him a boyfriend too.

San would also say he got along well with your best friend for the most part, usually bonding over the pranks they played on you from time to time. Although it did get annoying you would get them back in your own ways.

It was an unconventional relationship in the most unconventional way but you cared so much for him and you knew he’d never hurt you. You were absolutely in love with your demon boyfriend.

[a-closet-emo]

Phic Phight 2k20

Team Ghost

Title: Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

Prompt: what was Valerie doing during ‘Reality Trip’?

Prompt by: @halfaqueen

Word Count: 4866

A/N: @seeminglynoticeable was so nice as to beta this for me! and what do you know, longest fic I’ve written. Enjoy!

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Valerie picked up her phone and rolled her eyes at the unread messages.

Star: Valllllll

Star: Vaaaallllllllll

Star: why arent u heeerrreeeeee

Star: come onnn ur gonna miss the best parts it’s starting soooooon

Val: i told u, i’ll be there once my shift is over

Star: but Vallll we were supposed to hang and watch the concert why are you still working

We are not going to hang. I’m going to watch the concert from the nosebleeds while she’s in the front boxes with Paulina, occasionally texting me, she thought.

Typing her message, Valerie shook her head. Now was not the time for this.

Val: dude i have like 20 minutes left on my shift chill

Val: and u already know that i have a shift today, i can’t just back out of that

The unspoken (or untyped) ‘I need the money’ hung between them for a few awful seconds while the girl on the other end started typing then stopped. Finally, she sent a message.  

Star: ughhh fine. But you better not get caught up in a ghost fight and miss the concert entirely, i heard the band’s gonna come out of a giant egg on stage

“Excuse me? Lady?”

Valerie glanced up from her screen to see a customer waiting for her in front of the cash register. She sent a quick ‘gtg’ to Star before stuffing her phone in her apron, plastering a grin onto her face, and greeting the woman.

As the lady debated between six kinds of drinks, the phone in her apron pocket started vibrating like crazy. Was that Star? Ugh, she better not be calling Valerie to tell her about the concert, she already knew she was missing out. She pointedly ignored her phone (and the customer still eyeing the menu) as her eyes drifted idly to the Nasty Burger’s TV, which was currently turned onto a local news channel. She narrowed her eyes, putting more focus onto the screen.

Are those two on the stage… Sam and Tucker? She hadn’t decided what to do with this information when Phantom crashed onto the stage, literally, and narrowly missed hitting the teens. Her fists clenched. She was seconds away from vaulting over the counter and running out of the store to transform.

That Phantom... always stirring up trouble and ruining everyone’s day—

Valerie froze. So did everyone else in the restaurant, but that and her phone vibrating even more than earlier felt a million miles away. Her attention was focused solely on the screen on the wall.

The screen that was showing the Dumpty Humpty concert.

And Phantom… and Danny.

Danny, the ghost. Danny, the human. Danny, her ex.

Danny, who was now being chased by the GiW because he was clearly not human. (Like Dani and Vlad some part of her mind whispered)

Danny, her friend.

She backed away from the counter, the sound of her beating heart filling her ears. She backed up into a table, nearly toppling everything on it. It almost didn’t register, nothing was getting through to her.

One thought, however, made her shake herself out of her daze.

Valerie had to get to that concert.

She ran out of the restaurant and into the nearest alley, the suit already half on. She flew toward the school and the concert, at a speed she’d never reached before.

Some corner of her mind asked her what she planned to do when she got there. She shut it up.

——

Despite her state, Valerie had enough sense to fly high enough above the concert grounds that the GiW’s sensors wouldn’t pick up on her suit. She knew it had some sort of an ectosignature, she didn’t need getting kidnapped added onto today. Not that she thought they would keep her, but today had certainly thrown her world into chaos, so she kept an open mind.

She scanned the ground below for the trio (Sam and Tucker were never far; in fact, they were probably helping him right now) and Phantom’s ectosignature, unsure if she wanted to find either. She wasn’t thinking about the implications of Danny being like Vlad and Dani, nor of the implications of Phantom and Fenton being one and the same. And she was most definitely not thinking about the implications of all she had done to him in her revenge-fueled hunts. No, she was not going to think about any of that. She shoved those thoughts away and concluded that Danny and Co. were not on the concert grounds anymore, which were swarming with GiW agents and a few scattered groups of loitering teenagers. Her eye caught some movement a few hundred yards away, however, at the nearby forest.

Flying over to investigate, she retracted her board into the sole of her boots and stood at the edge of the woods. Her eyes caught sight of something shining deep within the trees. Squinting, she realized it was the glint of a PDA screen in the darkness.

And there he was.

Granted, he was turned away from her and wearing a football helmet, but her suit gave her the ecto signature she had dismissed so many times before as a glitch in the system.

Her eyes followed the back of his head as far as her sight would allow her. She wanted to call out, wanted him to see her, notice her, fight her but at the same time she wanted to remain hidden. To be acknowledged was to acknowledge everything that’s happening and everything that has happened. So she stood stock-still, watching silently as he and Sam and Tucker ran off into the woods and the night.

A branch snapped and Valerie let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. She noticed the A-listers speaking in hushed tones as they made their way out of the forest. Her suit let her listen in to their conversation.

“I can’t get over how Fenturd - ah uh - Fenton has been Phantom all this time! He’s like, a full-blown superhero with the secret identities and shit!”

“He’s the most messed up superhero, though,” Valerie heard Kwan counter. She couldn’t get an angle on his face with the thickness of the trees and the dim lighting, but he sounded quiet, almost thoughtful.“How dark is that? He’s alive and dead? At the same time?”

“I don’t care if he’s dead, alive, or both. I’m still gonna marry him someday.”

“Even now that it turns out he’s nerdy loser Fenton?” Star teased.

“Especially now that he’s nerdy loser Fenton. Because I know for a fact that he has a crush on me.”

Then Star spotted Valerie and came to a halt, eyes widening. The blonde glanced behind her, after where Danny had gone, before turning back to the Huntress, turquoise eyes questioning.

The other A-listers stopped, having noticed Star’s sudden silence, and followed her line of sight back to Valerie.

“Not you,” Paulina spat out. “If you think you can hunt down my ghost boy and hurt him, then you’ve got another thing coming—“

“Would you hurt him now, knowing what you know about him?” Star’s voice rang out clearly. Paulina stopped, not even angry at being interrupted. Dash and Kwan stood still, waiting for an answer, but they tensed, willing to take the ghost hunter on for Danny’s sake.

The huntress swallowed hard and made no response, before taking off, no destination in mind.

——

Valerie huffed, her breath visible in the cold hours of the night, as she paced back and forth on her board. Having shortly gotten over her initial disbelief, she’d flown to Fentonworks not too long after watching Danny run away, hoping to find him home and demand an explanation from him, maybe at gunpoint. Instead, she had almost walked up to a house swarming with GiW agents. Then she had noticed the spidery metallic structure that usually stood atop the building was missing.

So up here, hours later and a good one hundred feet above Fentonworks, she continued to pace, her steps fast and forceful. That goddamned boy was going to hear it from her… as soon as she could find him, at least. She had no clue where he’d gone, and she’d already checked all his usual haunts. 

She pulled up her phone from inside her suit, debating on whether she should even try to contact him. Her lock screen showed her a lot of messages and missed calls from a few people, mostly Star and her dad. She put her phone away, not willing to talk to anyone.

Thoughts swirled around in a hopeless mess of a whirlpool in her head. Questions she didn’t want answered and realizations she didn’t want to face. Memories surfaced of countless fights, endless days of hunting, hours spent in seething rage at the ghost boy.

Hah.

Ghost-boy. The name was more fitting than anyone had thought.

All this time… he was Phantom. He had been the one in Axion Labs that day. He had been the one who ruined her life.

But he was also Danny, the sweet, caring, kind, geeky, normal guy she’d dated once.

Had he been lying to her? Which one was the act? Phantom or Fenton? Did she know him at all? Where would she even begin to… to what? Look for differences, look for similarities? Comparing the two got her nowhere, her mind supplying her with enough for it to make sense (especially with Dani and Vlad in the picture; she may not know how but she knows it’s possible). But her mind also couldn’t reconcile the two boys.

Valerie groaned and sat down, her hands twitching in agitation. She wanted to scream, she wanted to fight, she wanted to do something other than sitting up here and letting her mind run itself in circles, but she found that that was all she could do, given that she was pretty sure the trio wasn’t even in Amity anymore. She was not a fan of this rollercoaster of emotions she’d been experiencing since the reveal. They were all being translated into a shaky rush of angry energy that made her want to throttle the first ghost she saw.

Right on cue, the familiar inner alert of her suit told her there were a couple of them lurking nearby. Her helmet quickly formed over her head. She got up quickly and smirked, flying over to their location.

Finally, something she could do.

Her smirk fell when she spotted one of the spooks, not a block away from Fentonworks. Staring down at all nine feet of the growling ghost mutt that had had a hand (paw?) in turning her life upside down not a year ago, Valerie grit her teeth, charged up her weapons, and took aim.

——

“Get back here you mangy mutt!”

Valerie chased after it through the streets, her enraged state doing her no favors as she continued to completely miss the ghost with her haphazard sprays of ectogunfire. Each time the damn thing managed to slip away only got her more frustrated, screaming insults at the top of her lungs. She was sure she had woken up the entire neighborhood, but she couldn’t find it in her to care. What mattered was catching her prey and making it pay.

Following the spook to an alleyway it had just ducked into, she stepped off her board and marched right around the corner, not bothering with a sneaky approach.

Why couldn’t she just catch the stupid hellhound? She couldn’t believe she’d let this chase go on so long. She couldn’t believe this day she’d been having. She couldn’t believe anything anymore.

There it was, gigantic and foaming at the mouth. She summoned several missile launchers from within her suit, ready to unleash hell. The mutt crouched, and she could see its muscles tensing, ready to pounce. She was going to end this.

“Valerie!”

The Huntress’s head turned at the sound of a familiar voice. She suddenly choked; that couldn’t be Danny…?

In the split second that she spent looking around frantically for the owner of the voice, the ghost dog pounced, and she was forced down onto the pavement. Valerie went breathless as her body came into contact with the hard ground. Despite the pain, her first reaction was still anger, and she retracted her helmet so she could look the dog in the eye, her hair fanning out around her head on the pavement.

“Get off of me, you fucking mutt! Fuck you!” She shouted, beating her fists against the ghost’s chest as it simply stared at her, head cocked to the side like it was actually concerned. Angry tears rolled down her cheeks and onto the pavement.

Agh! Was she so distracted by Danny that she was imagining his voice now?

She continued to hit the dog and it continued to ignore her, though after a while her screams of rage became strangled sobs, and the punches themselves became nothing more than pathetic grabs at the dog’s fur.

This was all so stupid and dumb. How could she have not noticed anything? Was she that blinded by wrath? Was she that willing to ignore Phantom and his insistence of innocence just so she could have someone to blame for a bad situation?

She hated this. She hated this whole fucking day. She hated stupid Phantom. She hated stupid Danny. She hated them for being the same person, which was now making her break down in front of the stupid ghost dog that was definitely his.

She hated what had been happening between her and the ghost boy ever since the day he got her dad fired. She hated everything she’d done to him since then.

She hated herself.

She let her arms fall to the ground, tears falling freely now.

“Valerie,” the same voice as earlier repeated her name, concern overflowing from the single word.

She gasped, straining her neck to find the speaker. Dani stood a few feet away, staring with her eyebrows knit in concern. Then the dog started licking Valerie. And if she had been more open to the idea of it actually caring about her, she would’ve thought it was trying to comfort her. She wondered for a brief moment when it had changed into its smaller form. But before she could protest to the equal amounts of slobber and ectoplasm being slathered onto her face and hair, Dani intervened for her.

“Cujo, no! Stop!”

The dog (it had a name?) obeyed the order, though begrudgingly.

“Good. Now, get off Valerie, please.” After following the command of the halfa and stepping off of Valerie, Dani came over and held out a hand to help her up.

A beat, and she took it. Coming up to stand on shaky legs, a ray of sunlight hit her directly in the eyes. She winced and held a hand in front of her face. When had the sun come up? The first lights of day were pouring through the gaps between buildings, illuminating the sorry little alley they were standing in.

“So, I’m guessing you know.”

Her eyes were puffy and her vision blurry, but there was no mistaking how much the girl standing before Valerie looked like Danny. From the blue eyes and the black hair down to the way she was rubbing the back of her neck awkwardly, waiting for Valerie to respond, the halfa was every bit Danny’s clone as she was Phantom’s. Wonderful. Another glaring clue she had so willingly ignored.

She rubbed tiredly at her eyes, not really trying to deal with the tears or the swelling, before shooting her as much of an annoyed stare as she could muster. She hoped she looked more angry than tired, but she had a feeling that wasn’t what was coming across.

“God, Dani. That was at a fucking Dumpty Humpty concert. With that many teenagers and cameras in one place, I‘d be surprised if the whole country didn’t know.”

She plopped down onto the grimy floor, head in hands.

“You’re here to look for him, aren’t you?”

There was a moment of silence. Clearly the other girl was trying to gauge how much to tell Valerie. Her spirits sank even lower. How many times had Danny or Phantom hesitated like this and she’d just written off as him being spacey and the other plotting something?

“Yeah. Cujo and I’ve been trying to sneak around, trying to catch his scent. But it’s been pretty hard, especially with all the Guys in White.”

Something occurred to Valerie.

“Wait, what if Vlad finds you?”

Dani’s bitter laugh made her look up. The halfa was absentmindedly scratching Cujo’s head, but she was looking away from Valerie, up at the pink sky.

“That old fruitloop? He’s probably trying to find a way to keep his sorry hide out of this, backup plans for backup plans and all. He’s not even going to think about… But he doesn’t matt— that doesn’t matter.”

Dani waved her hand dismissively.

“Look, Cujo and I better get going, we still need to find a way to follow that crazy cousin of mine. It was good to see you again.”

The two ghosts began walking out of the alley, when Valerie came to stand on her feet with a sudden decision.

“Dani, wait. Let me go with you.”

The girl and her dog shared a look. Valerie had a faraway feeling of annoyance at their distrust and doubt, but then she realized they had plenty of reason to. It hadn’t even been an hour since she had tried to destroy one of them. Besides, she was too tired to be angry.

“Please. I-I need to see Danny,” she paused. “I want to help him.” She was glad to find that she meant that. “I know that you don’t trust me, hell, you probably don’t even like me after all I’ve done, but—“

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on. Of course I trust you, Val. You’re my friend. It’s just… Are you sure you’re ok? You were sobbing not thirty minutes ago.” Dani cringed. “And, well, you’re covered in ghost dog slobber, among other things.”

Valerie looked down at herself. Her suit was coated in goo and grime. Her hair was everywhere and was drying in clumps of slobber. She didn’t even want to think about her face.

“Cujo and I will keep sniffing around, you go home and shower, and then we’ll meet up—“

The sudden growing noise that erupted from Dani’s stomach had been too loud to ignore. The girl rubbed her neck sheepishly, starting to back away.

“We’ll just get going now—“

Valerie grabbed Dani’s hand and made the preteen face her. The huntress frowned. The other girl was too thin, too pale; she wondered when the last time Dani had gotten a good meal was.

——

Dani had eaten while Valerie had showered and packed a couple of bags for them, and now the older girl was sitting across from her father and bouncing her leg impatiently waiting for the halfa to emerge. She had been looking for some updates via social media on where the trio had gone, but it seemed they hadn’t turned up yet. She’d sent a couple of messages to Star reassuring her she was fine but she’d be out of town. The girl had yet to respond, but it was still early.

She looked at her father. He was an early riser, but it was early enough that he was still in his pajamas, having rushed out of his room when she and Dani had entered the apartment.

“... Dani,” she had introduced her, with the halfa cutting in to add “with an ‘I’”.

She hadn’t offered any explanation, but then again she rarely explained any of her ‘extracurricular activities’ to her father.

She winced inwardly at how tired he looked. She bit her lip guiltily at the thought of all the missed calls and messages she had seen on her phone last night… or earlier this morning.

“Val,” he started, but she cut in.

“I get it, dad,” she said, trying and failing to meet his gaze. “I messed up. I messed up big time, doing all the things I did, lying to you, disobeying you, hurting people. But I’ve gotta make it up somehow. I need to go. I need to find him.”

Her hands were curled into fists under the table as she glared at the wood. He wasn’t going to stop her.

He reached a hand out to her. “Baby, I was going to ask if you were alright.”

She looked up; there was so much concern in his eyes. She opened her mouth to respond, when Dani emerged from her room, freshly showered and wearing some of Valerie’s old clothes.

“So, are we ready to go, Val?” she asked, skipping up to them.

Valerie stood up and blinked hard. She handed Dani a backpack full of supplies and pushed the girl out the door.

“Thanks for having me, Mr. Gray,” the halfa called over her shoulder.

“We’ll talk when you get back.”

She turned and gave him a small, but sincere nod, then walked out the door.

——

They’d given the trio too much of a headstart.

Cujo had been able to pick up his scent not long after they had left her apartment, but by the time they’d gotten to the Cape Canaveral Space Center, Danny and his friends were long gone. Similarly, at Gothapalooza, news of the one halfa and two kids being in Hollywood was spreading like a wildfire.

Sightings of an unfamiliar jet zooming through the air near those locations had them pushing their limits in terms of speed and stamina. After the second sleepless night of flying, she had shaken her head.

Way too much of a headstart.

Knowing how the trio got around so quickly didn’t help in answering other questions. What were they doing? Why did they have to follow such a seemingly random path across the country to do it? From what videos they could find online, whenever Danny was spotted, he had gone after a small, shiny object. A cursed object? A gadget? An ancient artifact? Neither Valerie nor Dani had the answers, despite having conversation after conversation as they followed in the trio’s wake.

She had no idea what to think, but every hour spent chasing them only added to her worries and frustrations. She wanted to help already, she had been ready to help a couple days ago, but they still couldn’t catch up.

Valerie had been watching a no-longer-live-stream of the trio at a convention (that ended as Danny flew through the roof and out of the camera’s sight) as she, Dani, and Cujo arrived in the Place Where Dreams Are Made, according to a few signs she’d seen. They touched down on a rooftop near the convention.

Dani had changed back into her human form so she wouldn’t attract any unwanted attention in case they were spotted, given all the buzz about Phantom. She and Cujo were walking around, trying to find Danny’s scent again.

Another day, another occasion, and maybe she would’ve been enjoying herself, just hanging out with Dani. She still was, but the undercurrent of worry shared by the three of them kept things more professional.

She looked out across Hollywood's rooftops, then to the night sky, the light pollution completely obscuring her view of the stars.

She withdrew her suit and board and kicked the cement of the roof with a frustrated sigh. At this rate, catching up seemed almost impossible.

But they had to. She had to. She had to see Danny. She had to help him with all of this.

She had to say sorry.

Cujo whimpered, bringing her back to the present.

“What is it, Cujo?” Dani asked. Valerie took a step back when she saw what the dog was looking at.

A giant wave of red, unnatural and impossible, was washing over and enveloping all of the city. Any object it passed over (be it building, car, or bush) became a part of some dark carnival.

She took another step back in fear. The red swiftly engulfed their rooftop, turning it into an enormous elevated platform, like the ones circus acrobats would jump from, but this one was covered in dark colors and disturbing designs. No one on the streets seemed to be turning into creepy clowns or crazy circus acts, but that didn’t reassure her in the least. Her heart was beating right out of her chest. What kind of ghost was powerful enough to do all this? There was more to come, she was sure.

Then she caught sight of Dani, who was frozen in place, eyes wide. She stamped down the instinct to cower away from all this.

She grabbed Dani by the arm, and the girl jumped slightly.

“Forget about subtlety. We need to get to Danny now. I’m sure this has to have something to do with him. We’ll split up. I’ll fly around with my ectoscanners and you with Cujo. We’ll give the other a call if we find something.”

Valerie watched as the halfa’s expression shifted from shocked to determined. She shielded her eyes from the bright light that accompanied the halfa’s transformation. Danny’s had looked exactly the same, except in reverse.

She wondered if she would ever get used to it.

Dani called her dog over to her side and they took off, leaving Valerie to thank whoever that the girl was as brave as her ‘cousin’. She summoned her suit and took off in the opposite direction, parallel to the red line, her head whipping around as she used her ectoscanner to find the signature she knew so well.

She flew around and around for a few minutes, swallowing hard at the strange landscape. Giant circus tents and carnival rides stood in the place of the city’s high rises and other structures. People ran out onto the streets, their panicked screams filling the air.

Maybe if they’d been faster they could’ve helped Danny stop this.

She spotted a clown chasing a couple of kids into an alley and flew down to their defense.

Its face seemed to be fixed in a permanent smile; the only response to her arrival was a honk of its nose and a shift of its eyes.

From above, she summoned an ectogun, turning up the power and hoping that it worked on creepy clowns. It took a step forward, but she hesitated. What if it wasn’t evil? What if it was being controlled? What if it was a person? If anything, the past few days have opened her eyes to a world where not all ghosts were evil.

Another step closer to the two.

The gun hummed in her hands, ready to fire.

“Stop! I don’t want to—“

It ignored her and charged at the kids, a mad gleam in its eyes.

She hoped trusting her instincts wouldn’t lead her back to her bad habits.

Her finger was on the trigger, but another red light appeared on the horizon, turning everything back to normal.

Despite wanting to flinch as the red reached her, she took a shot at the clown that was still advancing on the kids.

As the light washed over them, the clown turned to a mannequin that clattered to the ground when her ectoblast hit it.

She took off without a word, too distracted by the knowledge that Danny had somehow found a way to reverse whatever had happened. It had to have been him, she was sure of it.

She flew around again, still reeling from the abrupt changes.

She spotted Dani sitting on the edge of a roof with Cujo by her side.  

“Why do I get the feeling we’re not going to find him?”

Dani shrugged. “Cujo found the rooftop he was last on, it was near the convention, but it seems like he just vanished after that.”

Valerie sighed and sat down next to her friends.

“I’m tired.”

Dani leaned back on her palms and looked up at the sky.

After some silence, she whispered, “Me, too.”

Valerie worried her lower lip. She wondered what she was going to say to Danny when she saw him next. What could she even say except ‘sorry’? But that didn’t even begin to cut it.

She looked up at the stars, too, and wondered if Danny could see them.

——

Star: which outfit do you think i should wear to the concert? A or B

Star: *sent two photos*

Val: B for sure

Val: but why ask me? wouldn’t you rather ask a certain Latina

Star: Val, i might sit with Paulina during the concert, but it’s you who im gonna hang out with after

Star: besides you said you’d be late to the whole thing anyway

Valerie sighed and stuffed her phone back in her pocket.

Something suddenly stirred within her. She looked around and, sure enough, the ghost boy was flying overhead. He whooped and made loop-de-loops in the air as he went, screaming something about summer that she didn’t really pay any mind to.

Valerie cracked her knuckles and summoned her suit.

A/N: I’m disregarding the order of the episodes so D-Stabilized happens before Reality Trip. I really liked this prompt and I loved writing this. Thanks for having me, Phic Phight.

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