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Disillusioned Chapter 17 spoilers
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Made some fanart that doubled as marker practice of Brandan from @imekitty 's fic Ghost on the Couch. Y'all should read it, it's vv good :3
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Hey! So I just accidentally read chapter 25 of Planned, because I have your user ao3 subscription notifications and clicked in thinking it was a fic I was already following. Despite my confusion, I’m super interested in this story! But I have to ask if you don’t mind, is this angst with a happy ending or no happy ending? The minimal tags made me nervous 😅 I’d love to dive in from the beginning, but I’m not sure if I can do that without knowing there’s light at the end of the tunnel
If you’d rather not answer, that’s totally fine, just figured I’d ask!
Hmm, it really depends on what you consider happy/not happy lol. But I will say that there is no major character death, if that helps at all? I never actually try to make an ending particular happy or sad, I just go with what I feel is satisfying or makes sense. But when it comes to angst, I think most of my endings are bittersweet at best, never truly happy. But also only sometimes completely devastating or tragic (The End of Danny is the only fic of mine I can think of that has a truly tragic ending).
But something to keep in mind about Planned is that it's not presented in chronological order. It started out as a response to a prompt and then I started adding on new spins on scenes from the show as I thought of them. Which means that I don't really have a concrete ending planned out, I could keep going for a while, adding new ideas as I think of them.
If you decide to read it, I hope you like it! :D
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Saving a Sick and Starving Kitten - How Supportive Care Saved Jimmy
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no, i definitely dont hate Danny lol
Fandom Problem #5354:
I often look at well-written abusive father and son dynamics in fiction and then sadly realize most audiences would hate the son in those relationships if they had an abusive mother instead. And most likely, not even call the abusive female character abusive.
And no writer should be praised for writing abusive female characters who aren't seen as abusers of male characters.
Also, it doesn't help the overall lack of male characters who rise up against the women who ill-treat them. Or are just not seen as abuse victims.
It's not only women with "power fantasies" of dealing with abusive men.
Plenty of men have their own tales to tell about abusive mothers and abusive women in general, much like women or other men with abusive fathers and fiction has gone too long, acting like they do not.
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Season 2, Episode 14 - Masters of all Time
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Phosphophyllite and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week: 163 words written
I don't know why but this chapter(chapter 3 of the rewrite) is fighting me so hard :( Chapter 3 should be completed within the week, so thats good news! I would have written more but I got distracted making headers :/
Last sentence(s) written:
He zipped beside him, the teasing remark on his tongue withering away the moment he noticed the steadily bleeding gash on his chest. The man’s eyes hovered over his form, uncomprehending, before he lurched forward, gripping Flash’s hands tightly.
#progress update#7/24/2024#phantomzone updates#planning to do daily/weekly updates so i can motivate myself to write more often#fingers crossed i can keep this up#making headers is so fun???#i had a blast making this and a couple others#even though i set the time making them aside to write ://#almost forgot#i was inspired to do these updates from imekitty#whose works you should definitely go check out!!#they are definitely worth the read!!
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This reminds me of Disparaged by Imekitty
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after I drew this Jibe pointed out to me that this is basically the plot of micromanagement and im so angry that the stupidest thing i can think of is canon
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AHHHHH I LOVE THIS SO MUCH🤭🤭🤭🤭
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dp fic recs 👻📟
i am not putting this under a read more. you will read my favorite fics and you will like it. (in order of word count)
do you believe in coincidences? by mystyrust
word count: 2,746
i have literally never read anything like this before in my LIFE. this is an interactive html fic where you click and scroll through dannys phone! I had to take multiple breaks while reading because I genuinely got too excited to focus on the storyline. ive highlighted this fic specifically because it’s my favorite of mystyrust’s, but be sure to check out their whole html cinematic universe because oh my god it’s so entertaining and skillfully done!!!!!
Silence and Signs by TourettesDog
word count: 6,964
dash pov, danny is nonverbal! this fic is just awesome. tourettesdog has such an impressive body of work, they are so good at powerful characterization. dash and danny have a fantastic dynamic here and having the story from the former’s perspective is done really really well. i have reread this one ten million times. I love it so much.
Autonomy and Worse Things by faedemon
word count: 48,942
danny discovers a new power…. shit ensues…!!! IF YOU READ A SINGLE FIC ON THIS LIST LET IT BE THIS ONE. OH MY GOD! this isn’t just one of my favorite dp fics, it’s one of my favorite fics PERIOD. the writing isn’t only drop dead gorgeous but perfectly in character! ember is my favorite ghost BECAUSE OF THIS FIC. the description of dannys connection to his ghost self and electricity that imekitty portrays is so in tune with my headcanons…. it’s just so good. if u love me or yourself at all pls read this fic 🙏
Ghost on the Couch by imekitty
word count: 86,038
danny goes to therapy for 86k words. reading this fic GENUINELY made me consider going back to therapy. I wish I was kidding. this fic has some great danny and maddie interactions, and the therapist is a really well written character and I just love him so much :,-) a very cathartic, heartwarming read!
BONUS: born in a flash by krowlin
word count: 14,047
yes. this is my fic. sorry but also I am just very proud of it. this is just a character study of danny following his death thru the lens of film photography!!!! it’s just very much about moving on in life thru grief and the ways we cope when our lives change ….!!!!!! i feel weird advertising my own work but i loved writing it so much !!!!!
that is all. have a good day
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Summary: At Maddie's insistence, Danny agrees to attend eight sessions of talk therapy.
Author: @imekitty
#official fic poll#haveyoureadthisfic#pollblr#fanfiction#fandom culture#fanfic#internet culture#tumblr polls#fandom poll#Ghost on the Couch#danny phantom#no romantic relationships#ao3
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I promised Chin I would write a one-shot for this and I finally got around to it.
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Valerie threw another punch. Then another. And another. Danny blocked each one.
The small crowd around them gasped and squealed. Valerie smiled to herself, used to having a captive audience. Everyone in the dojo always wanted to watch when Danny and Valerie sparred.
And she couldn’t blame them. Danny was an expert fighter just like she was, his Muay Thai moves tangling and dancing with her kickboxing so beautifully. And neither of them ever used protective gear, completely content with feeling the full force of each other’s blows.
Not that it was easy to land a hard hit on Danny without being blocked. Valerie had to wonder if Danny was practicing somewhere outside of the dojo to get this good.
He was the first sparring partner she ever had that could actually make her break a sweat.
Danny came in with two quick uppercuts. Valerie swiveled around one and blocked the other. Gasps and whispers from the crowd. He came at her again, fist aimed at her face. Valerie deflected the punch and aimed a kick right into his gut, knocking him backward onto the floor. Danny grunted and clutched his middle, rolling once before lying flat on his back, panting and chuckling as he allowed his limbs to splay in defeat.
The crowd applauded and whooped, a few of the girls bemoaning Danny’s defeat. Valerie shook her head and laughed, well aware that there was a strong second reason the two of them fighting usually drew a crowd: No other guy in the dojo looked better shirtless than Danny did.
Valerie walked up to Danny and stood over him with balled fists on her hips. Danny stared up at her, his bare chest and face flushed red, sweat glistening on his skin and clinging to his dark hair.
“Boy, I sure do love kicking your ass,” said Valerie, trying not to show just how out of breath she was.
Danny smiled. “I can tell.”
The crowd around them dispersed, many going back to their own lessons and sparring sessions. Valerie extended a hand to help Danny up. Danny eyed it warily.
“You’re not going to throw me this time, are you?” he asked.
Valerie snickered. “Well, it’s no fun if you know I’m gonna do it.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
“Ugh, fine. No, I won’t throw you this time, you big baby.”
Danny raised a brow, still not grabbing her hand.
“I promise.” Valerie shook her hand in front of his face. “Come on already or you’re gonna have to get up on your own.”
Danny took hold of her wrist, and Valerie closed her fingers around his as well.
“I’m trusting you,” he said with a groan as he used his other hand to push himself off the floor.
“Ruining my fun,” Valerie muttered as she pulled him up to his feet.
“Ah, come on. You know you always have fun with me,” teased Danny, playfully bumping her with one arm.
“Hmm. True.” Valerie bumped him back. “You’re the only one who ever gets back up after I beat him down.”
She led the way to a bench against the wall where they had earlier placed their towels and water bottles. They collapsed, sighing as they used the towels to mop the sweat off their faces and chests. Valerie then placed her towel in her lap while Danny slung his behind his neck and over his shoulders.
“You ready to call it a day?” asked Valerie after taking a long gulp of water and pulling off her gloves to air them out.
Danny swallowed his own swig of water and let his head fall back against the wall. “No. I need to train myself to fight through the pain.”
Valerie raised a brow. “Why would you need to train yourself to do that?”
“Oh. Um.” Danny shrugged. “Just a personal goal of mine.”
“Hmm.” Valerie scrunched her mouth. “You know, you never told me why you took up martial arts.”
“Didn’t I?” Danny rubbed his neck. “Well, my mom had me take karate lessons when I was a kid, and so I—”
“No, no, I remember you telling me how your mom is a ninth-degree black belt in karate and she made you and Jazz take lessons, too. But I mean, why do you keep doing it even now as an adult?” asked Valerie. “It can’t just be out of nostalgia.”
Danny looked out at the other sparring students. One boy was knocked onto his back while his partner stood over him. “No,” he said eventually. “You’re right.”
Valerie waited for Danny to say more, but his gaze was distant now.
“I know Dash used to bully you back in high school,” said Valerie gently, tentatively. Danny turned his face back to her but did not seem irritated or upset. “I remember how he’d sometimes get all the A-List jocks to join in,” she continued.
Danny nodded but did not respond.
“Do you wish you could’ve been strong enough to fight them?” asked Valerie. “Is that why you’re here sparring with me now, because you don’t want to be a victim again?”
Danny hummed and looked out at the main dojo floor again. “I sometimes wish I could’ve done something about him, yeah.” He smiled at her, playfully. “Do you think I’d stand a chance against him now?”
“I think you could knock him into next week now,” said Valerie, laughing. “But you know you’re not supposed to use martial arts for revenge.”
Danny’s expression became serious. “I would never. This isn’t about that, really.” He looked down at his hands, curling them into fists. “I just…want to be able to protect myself and people I care about.”
“Protect them from what?” asked Valerie. “People like Dash? Or something else?”
Danny said nothing, staring out at the floor. Valerie sensed that there was something he wasn’t telling her.
“One more round?” asked Danny suddenly, rising to his feet.
Valerie blinked and stayed seated. “Right now?”
“Yeah, I’m ready.”
“You’re not gonna ask me why I keep up my fighting skills?”
Danny shrugged. “I already know.”
Valerie tried to hide her panic. There was no way he knew about her secret part-time job as a ghost hunter, right? “You do?” she asked nervously.
“Uh—oh.” Danny looked down at her, also appearing a little nervous before flashing a smile. “I mean, yeah, of course I do. To kick my ass, obviously.”
He laughed. Valerie joined in, her frayed nerves smoothing over.
“But, uh…” Danny lowered himself onto the bench again. “I’m guessing that’s not the only reason, is it?”
“It’s a big reason,” said Valerie, “but no, not the only one.”
Danny waited, looking at her expectantly.
“Well, I’m not just gonna tell you!” Valerie squeezed his shoulder and shook it. “It’s a secret.”
“But I told you mine,” said Danny with a small whine.
“No, you didn’t,” said Valerie. “There’s something else you’re not telling me, another much bigger reason why you come here and spar with me every week.”
“N-No, there’s not.”
“Yes, there is. Don’t lie to me.”
“Well, maybe I just want to see you,” said Danny with a coy smile.
“Cute.” Valerie rolled her eyes. “But you’re not here just to flirt with me either. Plus I’ve seen you checking out the other girls here.”
Danny reddened. “I do not.”
“It’s fine.” Valerie waved a dismissive hand. “They’re all checking you out, too.”
“I’m pretty sure it’s you they’re looking at, not me.”
“You’re the one not wearing a shirt, buddy.”
“But your muscles are bigger than mine.”
“That’s because I actually lift weights.” Valerie held up her bare arm and flexed a biceps muscle. “What do you do when you go to the gym?”
“I lift weights, too,” insisted Danny, pressing his flexed biceps next to hers. “See?”
Valerie laughed and lowered her arm. “So are you really saying you work out and come here just to get my attention?”
“Would that be a problem?”
He tilted his head and flashed a winning smile, adorable and sweet, strands of hair still damp with sweat sticking to his forehead and over his ears.
“Tell you what.” Valerie patted his cheek. “I’ll tell you my real reason I keep fighting when you tell me yours.” She started putting her gloves back on. “Since there’s definitely something you’re hiding.”
“You really think you can read me that well?” asked Danny, smiling as he adjusted the wrap on his hands.
“Like a book.” Valerie snapped her gloves into place and stood. “Now are you up to getting your ass kicked one more time today?”
“You betcha,” said Danny, still sitting on the bench as he rolled his neck and shoulders.
Valerie held out a hand to help him stand. Danny stared at it before looking up at her with a cocked brow.
“I’m not going to throw you, jeez,” huffed Valerie.
“But you want to.” Danny hopped to his feet on his own. “I can see it in your eyes.”
“Our fans love when I do it,” said Valerie, gesturing to a group of onlookers that were already gathered to watch their next sparring match.
Danny clapped a hand on Valerie’s shoulder. “Let’s give them a great show, then.”
Valerie started reaching for Danny’s hand with her own.
“Without throwing me,” laughed Danny, pulling his hand away before she could grab it.
Valerie mock pouted. “Why do you keep ruining my fun?”
Danny smirked and crossed his arms. “You can always find plenty of other ways to have fun with me.”
Valerie returned the smirk before leading the way to the middle of the dojo. Students and onlookers began chattering in anticipation of another epic sparring match.
Oh, yes. She always had tons of fun with Danny.
I imagine Maddie had Danny take martial arts lessons when he was a kid. He didn’t really stick to it after the accident, but he later picked it up again and continued to do so in college. He finds out Valerie goes to the same dojo and they become sparring buddies. She never fails to kick his ass. :p
#valerie gray#danny fenton#sparring buddies#imekitty writes#damn just look at Danny's snatched waist#just makes me wanna write alllllll the dissection fanfiction about him
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I had this as a sketch for so long but @imekitty ‘s post got me all inspired to finish this!! Spiderman-kiss Danny and Paulina!!
#Danny Phantom#danny fenton#paulina sanchez#pink astronaut#phantomsweep#i'm down for helping get that tag trending#spiderman kisses are SO HARD TO DRAW#I couldn't get this right for ages who knew drawing kissing this way would be so difficult#I see you 5 pink astronaut fans and I love you all happy ny!#my art
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@imekitty YOU'RE AMAZING. YOUR WRITING STYLE. WHOA???? I literally have to drop my phone and stare off Into space to collect myself. The words. The flow. The PLOT. Reading dissembled was the first time I ever cried while reading a phic.
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Important news to all my followers:
spread the word, don't use ao3, and most importantly reblog about what they did.
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What do you think? Honest opinion. Personally for me I feel like this could be better. But over all I like it.
Sailor Moon / Usagi Tsukino
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