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[aroaceleovaldez]

It wasn't until a few moments ago that I thought about this, but Nico probably had a huge amount of panic when Percy was going to do his mission with Hazel and Frank on Neptune's son because this is the second time he's taken one of his sisters, what happens if he comes back alone again?

Nico was entirely saved from freaking out worrying over Hazel during SoN through the combo of struggling to force himself to not get attached to people again (does not work) and being distracted by being in Literal Tartarus (does work). And maybe also knowing that Hazel had a prophecy that a descendant of Neptune would get rid of her curse. Knowing she had at least one, if not three descendants of Neptune/Poseidon on that quest probably helped assure him that Hazel would be fine.

on the plus side, imagine how happy he probably was getting out of one of the worst situations in his entire life to be greeted by his sister. alive. doing fine. yeah his crush almost immediately falls into superhell directly afterwards but for like 5 minutes? probably the best he's felt in years. everyone he cares about is fine and he's no longer in superhell or suffocating to death? excellent. he's doing great.

[childotkw]

Listen to me, Nathan may not be a Morticia (very kind and non-confrontational for that matter) but Orion is definitely a Gomez, completely obsessed with his love and willing to do anything for them

i love this so much omg

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

Did you read the latest EclipseWing story? Trenches has everything, swapping roles, Harry being a dark lord, Ron and Hermione being his lieutenants, Tom taking over Slytherin

YES I DID, I WAIT FOR ITS UPDATE LIKE im starved; it is such a rare dynamic with Harry being a dark lord. See, before eclipsewings wrote that I was searching for something like that like crazy. Because I have always wanted a Harry who goes dark, and Ron and Hermione follows him through because you bet THEY WOULD. And that also being a tomarry IS like the best thing ever? And it just makes me so happy. The premise is so rare to come across and as always the author somehow made it work so well WHILE THEM BEING IN CHARACTERS. Like harry potter might be a dark lord but he was one for the people, so that his people can have a safe world but he is also dark. And Tom? Chosen one or not he is still Tom.

And the way the author created this world while giving us the past snippets is so lovely. And the way tom and Harry's dynamic evolves is just muah. I would say a lot more but I don't wanna spoil it for anyone😭 BUT I AGREE TRENCHES HAS EVERYTHING. ECLIPSE's writing IS JUST BRILLIANT I SWEAR and people need to read their fics, they are so DAMN good.

Guys, please read trenches if you can — it has, to me, everything. From a believable dark Harry to Ron and Hermione being there for Harry to Harry having his own followers to Tom being the chosen but still being Tom with his ambitions sky high to the trope with Tom being the only one who can see Harry lmao it's perfect and the story is told really well and everything about this fic is lovelyy

[planetsandmagic]

I just discovered your blog and I already love it, everything is so beautiful!!!

Thank you!!

[chironshorseass]

Hello, I've been seeing that you sometimes recommend fics and I would like to ask you, do you remember the name of a story that talks about Percy and Nico traveling in time together to ancient Greece? I don't have scenes or anything to tell you, I was about to start reading it because it looked very interesting, when the cell phone I was on turned off and I can't find it again and now my brain is crazy trying to find it.

oh i hate when that happens!!! unfortunately i’ve never seen or read a fic with that premise so idk what it’s called :( but maybe someone else who does can drop the title in the comments or on an ask?

[ghostboybrainrot]

Alright ya gremlins. I uploaded the ding dang GZ Amity AU fic to AO3.

You can find it here

I have no idea what I am doing but you guys have been so encouraging so keep it up and go leave a comment! Subscribe! Whatever people do on AO3 xD

If you notice I missed a tag or something please DM me on tumblr and I will fix it post haste.

I’m still going to upload additional parts to tumblr and I’ll try to continue to tag those who request it. I just won’t worry as much about missing one.

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@ironicvixen replied to your post “PERSONAL ASSISTANT DANNY AU!!! Amity Park has a...”:

This is incredible, please Tag me if You write it

@seraphinedemort @readerzj

​Hi! Thanks for your interest, but I don't do taglists o(*￣▽￣*)ブ

The best way to follow this AU would be to follow the au tag [#pa danny au] but this post over here also includes alternative way to follow content

[rarespawnwrites]

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[childotkw]

I know you said that in "you belong to me (i belong to you)" Tom and Harry would not be a couple but the chemistry between them kills me, Harry reacting without thinking to Tom and Tom just taking his obsession to a thousand and ahhhh. Also, poor Gus, he's the only one who thinks that playing with creatures beyond our comprehension might not be a good idea.

Haha thank you!! It means a lot to hear that any characters have chemistry between them! Tom and Harry are incapable of not having some kind of tension, so they kind of write themselves tbh 😂

They’re definitely working their way towards that pre-relationship tag! Or, well, Tom is. Harry’s just having an ongoing crisis.

And Gus. Poor Gus. He has so many regrets 😂

[profoundmakerdreamerss-blog]

I saw that you published a while ago that you wanted more stories of Tomarry being thieves and this one is not exactly what you imagine because it is a different universe but with the same characters (when I say the same ones it is literally the same ones) it is great and you will enjoy it. I highly recommend them, they are both the criminal kings of London.

before they convinced you life is war by EclipseWing

I HAVE READ THIS LMAOOOO honestly I just love this author man, they write tomarry dynamic so well?? And this fic was so damn good. Like, the way their relationship grew? It wasn't just out of nowhere but slowly, begrudgingly they started accepting the partnership, and then started accepting each other and the way they complete each other and just i loved it sm 😭

You guys should check it out too, btw — the story is so good? It has everything. From mutants, to heists to reincarnation to their begrudging partnership to I can't do it without you and just the writing is so good? I love it, and I love the author writes their characters. They never take away who they were and stick to who they are while somehow making them work. It's just beautiful.

BUT thank you, THANK YOU sm for going out of your to rec it <3 I reallyyy appreciate it AND YOU, also your good tastes hehe HAVE A LOVELY DAY!!!

[tozettastone]

Which of the Espadas would you ask to take care of your cat? Personally I would say Grimmjow for shits and giggles.

I think Harribel is the relatively boring but also correct answer to most questions about which espada can take responsibility for pretty much anything.

Dark horse though: I think Starrk would be a good choice for a cat specifically, because it seems like he would be an excellent spot to sleep on. Portable. Warm. Doesn't really get up. A consistently snuggleable member of the colony.

It's fun to imagine a little cat hissing at Grimmjow and him turning around with all this hair on end and hissing back at it. But then I think about the way little cats back up and squirm into small spaces when they're scared and I feel bad about scaring this hypothetical pet cat. Boo.

[onceandfuturelesbian]

*ahem* @ironicvixen may i propose an alternative

merlin: *appears*

merlin: *hates uther immediately*

ygraine: oh thank gods

What if...Ygraine Returns as a Ghost to Care for Her Son

Servant: Sir, I came to inform you that the knights you sent to battle are all dead.

Uther (sitting on the throne, distracted): Well, send their belongings to their families and tell them they were heroes. And bring more cookies, I'm hungry.

Arthur (six years old, watching the scene with distracted eyes next to a very angry ten-year-old Morgana): Good people die young, so when I grow up, I want to be bad like mom. 😌

Morgana: What are you talking about, Arthur! Your mother was a kind and good woman! Where did you get the idea that she was bad!?

Arthur: Yesterday I heard mom say that her dream was for a manure cart to run over dad so he would die once and for all. 🙂

Morgana (eyes wide in complete shock): Your mother would never say such a thing, Arthur… 🫢

Ygraine (next to Uther, trying to strangle him but unable to because she is a ghost): Don't listen to her, baby, mom hates dad and doesn't support anything he's doing! I still can't believe I married this man, listen to what mom says, Arthur, don't follow in his footsteps!

Arthur (turns to Morgana): Mom just said she hates dad, she's also trying to strangle him, but her hands keep going through his body, I think she's a ghost. 🫠 *slowly losing sanity*

Morgana (realizing that the young prince might be crazy): Arthur, maybe she's just joking…

Ygraine (trying to make Uther trip by stepping on his own cape): I'M NOT JOKING! If I could, I would kill him myself! I just can't because I can't touch him!

Arthur: I don't know if the gods would like so much violence…

Ygraine: The gods don't like your father!

Arthur: Okay… 🙂 *takes a cookie from the tray the servant brought*

[onceandfuturelesbian]

@ironicvixen real

Arthur: I overheard you have a crush:)

Merlin: what? No? I don't!

Arthur: yes you do! Who is she?

Merlin: she?

Arthur: yes, the princess Gwaine keeps babbling about

[shadow-of-the-eclipse]

@ironicvixen this is their ENTIRE dynamic in IoM, look when I said enemies to lovers meant enemies even if Tom is kind of into that

Harry: *punches Tom* there, now he'll finally leave me alone. punching must be too muggle for him-

Tom, breathing heavily: never have i ever been turned on by getting my jaw dislocated but oh boy do i want him to do that again

[xysidhequeen]

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The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn’t know about the existence of readmore. I can’t fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

Check the: The King and his Red Knight tag to find all the parts

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The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn't know about the existence of readmore. I can't fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

Check the: The King and his Red Knight tag to find all the parts

"Go here, Danny. Go then, Danny. Go to a random cemetery in the middle of the night for no reason, Danny." A voice grumbled, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rhythmically tapping stone.

Danny Fenton, currently Phantom, sat on a gravestone, his white hair a beacon in the dark night. There were no stars in the sky for him to gaze upon, their light hidden behind swaths of smog and neon lights playing off the gray clouds.

Clockwork had dumped him here, with no explanation for why. Not that he ever really explained much when he sent Danny off on his tasks. He supposed he should be grateful, at least he was in the same when rather than being transported a thousand years into the past.

"Wait here King Phantom. You will understand in time." Danny mimicked his mentor's voice as he let himself float off the grave he'd been dumped on after Clockwork shoved him out of a portal. His body floated higher until he could flip around, his legs crossing. He sat upside down, his chin in his palm as he glared petulantly at the assembled gravestones surrounding him, his toxic green eyes glowing.

"So far all I've seen is a concerning amount of ecotplasm for a city without a ghost portal and some blob ghosts! How long am I supposed to wait here?" Danny asked the air, and the aforementioned blob ghosts who were hanging off his body, soaking in the ambient ecotoplasm he radiated at all times now.

Neither provided him with an answer to his question and Danny let out a frustrated groan as he lowered his still flipped body to look once more on the gravestone he'd been tasked with waiting on.

Jason Todd, the name read. The dates, too close together, made something in Danny squeeze painfully. He'd been young, barely older than Danny when he stepped into the portal. Only for this teenager there had been no ectoplasm to bind to his dying body and repair the damage of death and force him back into a semblance of life.

"Who were you and why did Clockwork send me to you?" Danny asked the gravestone, one clawed finger tracing the words before he pulled back with a sigh when the gravestone gave him no explanation. The dead didn't always speak, not even to their king.

Turning his body Danny looked over the rest of the cemetery. It was empty, as most usually were this time of night, of the living. There were a few shades wandering around, circling closer to him, drawn by his presence. No full ghosts though, but oddly enough there rarely were in cemeteries. This was where the dead came to rest. To remember, if they wanted to. Cemeteries were sacred spaces to the dead, much as a temple or a church would be for the living who were religious. Ghosts who still clung to life, to their obsessions, did not frequent cemeteries, did not dare trespass and disturb those who had already found their peace.

Danny himself was an oddity. He had never shied from cemeteries, enjoying the peace he found in them, the guarantee of safety offered. And perhaps, he mourned that he himself would never have a gravestone for the living to place their flowers and their tears at. Who would make a grave for someone who was both alive and dead? There would never be a body to bury for him. His human half would continue to live on so long as his ghost core remained and could fuel it.

Maybe that was why he found peace in cemeteries, for all his whining that Clockwork had dumped him here. Cemeteries were for the living and the dead, one of the only places both existed in harmony naturally. For someone who was as much dead as he was alive such a place held a certain degree of belonging for him.

Danny straightened out in the air, letting his body lie above the grave as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the covered sky. He complained and whined about this task, but he was secretly glad that Clockwork had given him something to do. Even if it was just 'hang out in a random cemetary'.

Ever since he'd graduated high-school, revealed himself to his parents and discovered how deep prejudice and hate could run, and he'd run away to the Infinite Realms for sanctuary while his friends moved forward with their lives, he'd felt unmoored. A ghost with no haunt. Bored was too light a word for the gaping emptiness he felt in his chest, for the loneliness clawing at him. Clockwork, Wulf, Pandora they could help chip at the ache inside of him but not banish it. Not now that his family, his friends, were spread so far apart and so distant from him.

Not that he resented their choices, their distance, in fact he'd fought for them to do just that, to get out of Amity Park, to go to college, to become more than overworked teen superheroes. Still he missed them, even if he could visit them whenever he wanted. It was becoming clear as time moved forward that the world they belonged to and the one he did were two different things.

Danny Fenton couldn't go to college when his parents had declared him dead. Danny Fenton didn't exist as far as the government was concerned. Danny Phantom couldn't return to Amity when those same parents were waiting to capture him and tear him apart 'molecule by molecule'. Danny Phantom couldn't go back when the GIW were crawling over the town like ants.

So neither Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom returned to Amity after that day. And he made sure they couldnt follow him when he ensured the portal that took his life to function never opened again. He didn't need the portal any longer to get in and out of the Infinite Realms, and it was safer for the ghosts, his subjects, if the temptation of the Fenton portal was gone.

The world of the living was not yet ready to accept that the dead didn't always stay dead. And Danny would keep his people safe until they were.

Danny jolted from his lazing state of reverie when a pulse of emotion rocked through him, the strength of it stealing his breath if he had any to take.

Fear/Trapped/Dark/Fear/Help/HELP pounded into him and Danny frantically flipped around, head swiveling, poisonous green eyes wide as he triedf to locate the source. The emotions, the plea for help, burned his core, his Obsession screamed at him.

Help/SomeonePlease/Dark/Trapped/CANTBREATHE/HELP another wave of messages, of emotions pushed themselves at Danny and this time underneath the onslaught he could hear a rhythmic thudding. Danny looked down, horror filling him when he realized the thudding was coming from under the ground. From the grave he'd been hovering over for an hour now.

Danny flew down, sending back a wave of I'mHere/HelpIsComing/I'mComing to the boy trapped in his own coffin, feeling the intense wave of relief and hope sent back before he dived into the earth as if it wasn't there. Danny paused for a moment when he passed the thick wooden coffin, seeing a boy in the dark with wide, panicked blue eyes and fingers tipped with shredded nails and fresh blood.

"Hey, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" Danny told the boy, keeping his voice gentle, soft. The boy jolted, fixating on the only source of light, Danny's growing green eyes. Danny hoped his smile came off as calming instead of 'freaky AF' as Tucker liked to call it. He grabbed the boy, Jason, as carefully as he could and then let his intangibility wash over the terrified teen as he lifted them both out of the coffin.

When they emerged from the coffin and the ground Danny set the teen down, leaning him against the gravestone, his own gravestone, and pulled back a bit. The boy was gasping in air as if the fetid, polluted air was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Danny tilted his head as he watched the boy ground himself. Now that the emotions were leveling out and his Obsession was purring in contentment rather than growling in a frenzy, Danny could feel something off about the boy.

Disregarding the fact that he'd just come back from the dead, of course. But that wasn't the oddest thing Danny had seen in his afterlife. No the boy felt... not like a normal, living human. Not even like an Amity Park resident, who all felt more than slightly liminal. No this boy, this Jason Todd, felt closer to liminal than even Jazz, Tucker or Sam, who were three of the most liminal humans Danny had ever been around.

Jason felt almost...like a ghost. But not. Danny could feel the tickle in his throat that proceeded his ghost sense but the tell-tale mist never emerged. It was as if Jason was...like him. But Danny couldn't sense a core either. Even halfas had cores.

"Who are you?" Jason spoke, breaking Danny from his thoughts and examination. Jason was looking at him with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. Which, fair. Danny had just pulled him from his own coffin and there were so many questions that could stem from all of this, disregarding all the weirdness that was just Danny himself.

"I'm Danny, Danny Phantom. Or just Phantom. I go by either. And you're Jason, right?" Danny asked, smiling at the teen and oops, yeah that was definitely his scary smile based on the slight flinch there. It wasn't his fault his teeth were too sharp now and his lips split a bit too wide.

"How did you know that?" Jason asked, blue eyes narrowing. Danny nodded at the gravestone the boy was leaning against with a raised brow. Jason turned and almost toppled over from the movement. Danny frowned as the boy caught himself on his gravestone. His skin was still pale, too pale, and as Danny watched Jason swayed again.

"Shit. You're fading. You didn't form a core and your body isn't stabilizing." Danny cursed, moving towards the boy who scrambled back, only to be stopped by his grave.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked, hands fisting as he tried to rise only to fall back to the ground when his legs refused to hold his weight.

"Saving your life. The dead aren't supposed to come back. There's always a price to pay, a balance that is struck. Currently, as you are, if I don't get enough ectoplasm in you to form your core, you'll fade and turn into a brain-dead husk." Danny told Jason, tone stern and no nonsense as he grabbed him. Jason made an effort to break free, but it was weak, and even at full strength, he wouldn’t have been able to break Danny's hold. Few in this realm could.

If they had the time, Danny would've approached this situation in a far different manner, but this close he could hear Jason's heartbeat, a weak flutter in his chest, skipping beats as it tried to fuel a body that was past saving. Jason didn't have the time for Danny to approach this gently and kindly, to coax trust out of the teen like he would a feral cat.

Jason had minutes left before his ectoplasm starved body consumed itself trying to make a core and failed because while wherever they were had more ambient ectoplasm than most places, it was far from enough to sustain the birth of a halfa. Maybe if Jason had stayed dead for another year, he'd have naturally formed a core and risen as a proper ghost. But that wasn't what happened, somehow he'd gathered enough to fix his body of whatever wounds or illness had put him in that coffin to begin with and come back to 'life' but without a core to sustain his body he'd be dead, again, in minutes. And Danny was not about to watch while a teenager, another teenager, died.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Jason hissed as Danny pushed his arms down and laid his clawed hands on Jason's chest.

"You don't. But you don't have another choice." Danny said with a shrug. "Now are you going to let me save your life or not?" Danny asked, not moving his hands. He'd save Jason either way but this would be easier if Jason worked with him.

"Fine." Jason spat and Danny smirked as his hands began to glow a toxic green that matched his eyes.

Ectoplasm pooled out of his hands and rushed into Jason, filling him until the boy glowed bright enough to rival the neon lights of the city around them. The green light flared around him like an aura, slowly shrinking but getting impossibly brighter as the glow centralized around his chest until a small glowing ball of green, like a trapped star, blazed from his chest.

Jason gasped, back arching as Danny pulled his hands away and the light vanished under Jason's skin. For a moment Jason's blue eyes burned green and his hair flashed snow white before returning to black, with one single lock of unearthly white left above his forehead. Jason collapsed back against his grave, chest heaving. Danny watched, eyes full of a sad understanding.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason panted out.

"Welcome to the world of the half alive, half dead." Danny said with a smile. "Want to get a burger and talk about it?" He asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Make it a chili dog and you've got a deal."

~~~~~

Fixed some typos added some lines

Maybe I'll continue this AU. Maybe not. This scene was in my head for days and I wanted to share