#ive literally been rereading it several times after i went insane about it on my main blog and im still slurping at it like a starved perso

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

i... wrote a smol fic (っ´▽`*)っ

also!!!!! If you haven't seen it - shoutout to first ever published fic in Ninja Showdown/My Immortal Soul tags - Lustrous Red by @missadmyre !!!

[storm-driver]

danny phantom, king of trans allegory, intentional or not. \

i'm rereading it right now because i've been so distinctly obsessed with character choices. now that ive got a clearer head and the freedom of 'not-working-tomorrow-yay', i have been Staring at the way dash reacted to danny's scars when he came back.

like yeah, he's a bitch ass motherfucker, and i absolutely got bullied in high school the same way danny did. i've been kicked when i was already down, and that shit is degrading. but it genuinely shocked me when dash STOPPED hitting him. because he noticed all the blood pooling out. especially right after danny had accidentally reopened the wound with all the heaving, and i know how much it hurts WITHOUT a giant scar into your chest cavity. i can't imagine the agony of it besides the author giving us their best interpretation of it.

dash genuinely getting concerned, but unsure of what to do because holy shit, he's probably only wailed on danny to a point where he doesn't find it amusing anymore. not to a point where danny is LITERALLY BLEEDING OUT. i can never defend bullying, but the idea of one swift punch causing that much damage must be TRAUAMTIZING in a way that is deserved. and even though dash slowly goes back to his antics, the mention that he didn't bother danny for like, what, a week? there was something there that made him realize he went too far. and he couldn't have possibly realized he was going too far the way the reader knows, because dash has no clue about danny's powers or his alter life. the fact that he stops means he REALLY took it personally, on himself, that he caused that much damage. i feel like i'm not making sense, but maybe i am.

it's probably just me as well, but the Visual Horror implanted in my head when tucker and sam came down the stairs and saw the room just painted in green. danny laying on the table limp, blood splattered all over, nothing but trauma and horror on his face. the idea that sam and tucker couldn't bring themself to do anything at first because the severity of the situation had just NOT sunk in right away. meanwhile danny, who's been living this nightmare for days, must've been internally begging them to realize FASTER.

they had to make themselves realize that, yeah! their best friend got captured by his parents and cut open and they tore apart his chest cavity while strapped to a table. and then they just left him like that. hardly a sterile environment. on the cusp of some horror novel shit happening if they decided to turn him over. and he was CONSCIOUS FOR ALL OF IT. maybe under some super insane anesthetics for it, but also NOT THE ENTIRE TIME. i can't. i cannot begin to image how SICKENING it would feel to have a hand prodding around inside you, a place that is foreign to feel ANYTHING in.

ohhgdsfhsh it makes me shudder just thinking about it.

guy who just read his first vivisection fic