#like even acknowledging that he can't stay a ghost forever he wouldn't have to use the suit as much that's gotta be a great benefit too

[guinea-pig-enthusiast]

Danny would actually be a great astronaut because he wouldn't need to use the space suit. He could just chill as a ghost.

Also, he could do repairs, since he wouldn't have to worry about floating off into the void of space, since he could just fly back.

I'm just saying, I like his odds at NASA

[lightningdamned]

Mentions:

@infernal-general

Ghost mention of @winters-club 's Leviathan and Captain Jack Sparrow

Striker - @strikers-saloon

𝐒𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

“ 'Right of Retaliation'; do you have any idea of how fucking stupid you sound?” Raia commented casually, not missing the helpless fury flashing through her descendant's face, almost proving her right, but not yet. The Véghvárys shared stubbornness, the almost inability to yield, even when doing so would have spared them more agony.

“One of us is not a lawless escape artist, gnawing through anyone just to stay alive.” Rozália fired back almost immediately and it didn't offend her distant sister. However, those words coming from someone else's mouth would've been their last.

“Don't tell me you envy my freedom. But I wouldn't be surprised. How long have you been Lucifer's perfect toy soldier, doing your utmost to take all blows meant for your family and still failing?” the lightning demon fluidly, elegantly ducked the anticipated spinning kick

“Do you want to fight again, sister ?” oh that word was spat with a surprising amount of venom; she was indeed the Viper as well along with the Hellfire and the Hussar.

“No.” Raia shrugged nonchalantly “I want you to see. To acknowledge the inevitable.” she knew how the General's heart ached when she gazed into her eyes; the same color she possessed as a human before the infernal red ruination.

“That I can't hold back Heaven forever? I am well aware of that, along with what will happen after.” Rozália replied with a scoff and a borderline eyeroll. She is destined to lose everyone and when she does, her second death will leave a larger impact anyone could predict. Yet her answer only drew a low chuckle and a small shake of head from her sister.

“You are willingly protecting the scum of Earth landed here for the price of your family's lives. Are you even a Véghváry or just a mindless pawn-” unable to finish the train of thought since her top was fisted in a merciless grip of ashen hands with pulsing orange veins as she was yanked down to Rozália's eye level.

“Who said I'm willing? I never wanted this, never signed anything, never asked for this.” alright, the last part stung a little but Raia allowed it for now, eerily calm about the motion. Easier to study her emotions shifting in those serpent eyes, which cannot be concealed by armor

“But you are still being used.” As nasty as it was, Raia pointed out with a sharp grin. The grip tightened.

“And what happens when an upper class demon snatches one of your warriors for fun? Do you run to Lucifer for permission for a rescue mission?” her tone borderline mocking but genuinely curious at the same time

“My graveyard is full of Overlords, demons of every species and class, even a few members of the Ars Goetia itself. My army is untouchable.” the General growled and Raia felt the incredible power pulsing beneath her skin, power rivaling almost anything in this realm, many would kill for it, try and tried to kill her for it; not knowing she was bound by unseen chains.

Well…if not her warriors…

“And what about the imp hybrid? Striker, if I'm correct.” oh she was correct, judging by the brief flash of terror and the incredible strength shoving her away.

“It will be only a matter of time until someone else notices how you look at him.” and the sincerity of Raia's tone halted Rozália's hands in drawing her swords. She took the pause as encouragement and continued to widen the crack in her shield.

“You feel like someone else when you're with him, aren't you? Even if you don't see wings rising from his back,” a brief moment of her own vulnerability before the flow of poisonous truth continued dripping into the opened wound “you feel different. Maybe not someone else, but someone who you were, perhaps.” for once, the General was silent, no remarks but jaw set in stone with vividly glowing crimson eyes staring ahead, refusing to risk a glance at her.

“You love him.” Raia's brutal riposte was flawless

“He is capable, skilled and prepared, I give that to him. But those holy bullets run out fast once your enemies sense how important he is to you.” the lightning demon slowly began to circle around Rozália, her steps careful and calculated

“He's not protected by that silly Right of Retaliation; is he?” a cruelly soft whisper which had the power of a full force blow judging by her silent shudder and breathless cry upon it

“What happens when a nobody Overlord manages to capture him? If they torture him because they know you cannot do anything. If demon royalty places the clues together and sentences him to the most gruesome death? If they dump his mangled, broken body at your feet with a leering face?” Raia has come to a full circle, even though she probably should have been, she was not afraid by the rapidly increasing heat, the clenched, trembling fingers and the crimson bleeding into the General's sclera at the possibility too real to brush off. Raia was right about him being extraordinarily skilled, but he couldn't possibly be at alert in every second nor can she.

“What if you saw his emerald ringed golden eyes flicker up to you one last time before life leaves his body? Do you choose stalling your family's ultimate demise further or burst free from your bounds for the man you love so deeply? What will it be, General?” Raia stood in front of the still silent woman shaking from the unsaid emotions crawling to surface; unbearably close which proved to be rewarding when she saw it.

“ I̵ W̷I̷L̸L̸ ̴TE̸A̸R̷ ̸A̴P̸A̵R̸T A̵N̵Y̸O̴N̸E̵,̶ ̸E̶V̴E̸RY̵O̴NE̵ N̸O̵ MA̸TTE̸R̴ W̷H̵O̶ ̸T̴H̶E̸Y̸ A̵R̴E̸,̷ W̴HAT̸ AR̵E̵ T̷H̴E̵ ̸C̶O̶N̵S̴E̷Q̷U̴E̸NC̵ES̵.̴ I W̴I̵L̵L̷ B̸U̵R̶N̵ ̸T̵H̶I̸S̸ C̷U̷R̸SE̵D̴ P̴L̶A̵C̵E̴ T̸O̴ ̶T̷H̶E̴ ̶G̷R̸O̷U̸N̷D̴ IF̶ A̶N̷Y̶O̴N̷E̷ D̴A̶R̵E̵S̴ T̵O̶ ̷L̵A̶Y̴ A HA̸N̴D̷ O̵N̸ O̸R̴ TA̷K̷E HI̵M̸ ̶A̷W̸A̵Y̴ F̴R̸OM̵ M̷E̵. I̴ D̸O̵N̶'T ̸C̶A̵R̵E̷ WH̷ER̵E̶ T̸HE̸Y̴ R̷U̵N̶,̷ I̴ ̵W̴I̴L̴L̵ B̸E̸ ALR̸E̵A̴D̶Y̶ T̷H̶E̵R̷E̵, ̶E̴V̸E̷N̴ IF̶ L̸UC̸I̷F̴ER̸ H̴IM̶SE̷L̸F̷ ̸T̸R̶I̴ES̵ ̴TO̷ S̵H̸IE̵L̴D̷ T̴HEM̵ F̴R̵O̶M̷ ̷TH̸E̴ R̵EC̵K̵O̵N̴I̶N̷G̵!̶ H̵E̴ W̷I̷L̶L ̵B̵U̵R̷N̶ W̸I̷TH̷ T̶H̶E̷M̸. ”

And the General was undone with that howl that could shatter Heaven, scorch Hell itself. Raw and cracked open like a fresh cut on flesh, the torrent of her agony like spilt blood from an artery. Dissolving skin in places revealed the wild Hellfire underneath, cursed magma tears of fury spilling from unified blood red viper eyes, monstrous fangs bared viciously.

“There is my blood. My legacy. My sister.” Raia smiled, this time without malice or false intentions, her tone surprisingly tender after the destruction she caused. She has gotten the answers she wanted and needed. Her bloodline wasn't dead, only forced to be dormant by unsaid threats and by the duty to protect. But not for long ; she could sense it.

[starker-au]

Chapter 1

Warnings: implied rape/non con, (kinda) attempted kidnapping, attempted rape/non con

Notes: hope you enjoy, it's not as long as I wanted but I'm hoping the next chapter I'll make longer.

Summary:

“I always get what I want, you're no exception to that Peter”

Peter wants to forget that day and the man who caused it. Tony won't let that happen.

-

“I always get what I want, you're no exception to that Peter”

Peter scrubbed harder and scraped at his skin with his own nails. He still felt dirty despite washing his body in the shower for hours.

Peter took a deep breath and turned the water off. He couldn't keep taking showers for long or he wouldn't be able to pay the bills with what was left of his money. He stepped out in front of the mirror in his bathroom and let the water still on him slide down his body he was content with feeling something other than the ghost of the man's hands on him.

The mirror reflected the image of the bruises and bite marks that were still evident on his body and the scratch marks that he had inflicted on himself while showering. Peter left the bathroom eventually after drying and towards his own room to put on clothes to cover himself up.

He hadn't been in his own apartment in weeks and the foul smell that had built up while he had been gone made it clear to him that he needed to clean. It would give him something to do and something to get his mind off the betrayal.

“calm down, I'll make it good”

Peter inhaled slowly and then exhaled, there were so many signs that he should have seen. The man's behavior was always the most evident one and Peter chose to ignore it because of how generous he was to Peter.

Peter yelped at the sudden knock on the door, he debated whether or not to open the door. He left as soon as he was able to get the man's hands off of him and he wasn't sure whether the man would send someone after him, he knew he had the power too.

“Pete?- Peter? It's me” Peter recognized the voice as Neds and slowly walked over to let his friend in.

His friend scrunched his nose, no doubt at the smell from Peter's apartment.

“You weren’t at Tony's”

Peter tries his best not to show any disgust at the name.

“Yeah, we- were going to take a break”

Ned nodded apologetically and Peter could tell he wanted to hear more but Peter couldn’t tell Ned no matter how close they were, he just couldn't.

“So,” He doesn’t want to stay on this subject anymore “what are you doing here?”

“uh were going to lunch with Stephen, remember?”

He’d forgotten that he had agreed to go, he had been up to it then, to see Stephen but then again he hadn’t been forced before that, he wonders if being so excited to see Stephen and Tony’s unhealthy possessiveness is why it happened or if it was the fact Peter had tried to leave.

“-you don’t have to go anymore if you don’t want t-”

“No!” Peter cringed at his voice “I’ll go let me just put my shoes on and grab my jacket, okay?”

The same excitement he had gotten when Ned said Stephen was coming back to New York for a while and invited them for lunch was back and Peter felt happy. Neither him or Ned had talked to Stephen since he left for his new job in Pennsylvania, he hadn’t expected him to come back and invite them for lunch.

Ned opened the door for him to walk in and Peter thanked the other boy. Peter looked around the coffee shop looking for a familiar face and when a pair of gray eyes meet his he smiles and waves, heading over to where the other man is sat.

“Nice to see you two again” Stephen greets with a smile.

“You too” both Peter and Ned reply.

Stephen doesn’t look much different from when he last saw the man. Only that he has grown a goatee. He wonders how Stephen is doing at his new job but instead of asking he stays quiet and let's Ned do most of the talking.

Peter appreciates that the conversation flows as easily as it did before Stephen left and when he finally speaks up to talk to Stephen the man answers with the same kind smile he had always given Peter.

“-Oh” Ned says and lifts his phone into view, “I gotta go, sorry”

Both him and Stephen say goodbye to Ned, Peter doesn’t ask for an explanation he’s sure he knows where Ned is going and Stephen doesn’t push for one.

“You haven’t said much” Stephen says.

He probably thinks I hate him, Peter thinks.

Peter shifts in his seat, he doesn’t want Stephen to think that.

“I’m sorry,” Peter apologizes.

“You don’t need to apologize, I’ll admit though as much as i like talking to Ned, I was most excited about talking to you again”

Peter’s cheeks turn pink at that a little at Stephen’s statement, he was always unnecessarily open about things and Peter always worries about that making the man vulnerable in situations.

“I was excited to talk to you too, it’s just been a tiring couple of days”

“Work been tough?”

“Yeah” Peter lies, the last time Stephen had seen him, he had had a job but then he met Tony and the man offered to provide for him and Peter had accepted it but he can't tell Stephen about Tony.

Stephen shifts in his seat and changes the subject. Both of them are unaware when it’s no longer day time and Peter still doesn’t want to go back home to an empty, smelly apartment.

“I’ve kept you out for longer than I intended” Stephen says when they finish talking for a moment and acknowledging the outside.

“Do you need a ride home?”

“Yes,” no “If it’s not too much trouble”

Peter’s sure that Stephen knows he doesn’t need a ride home, Stephen knows he’d walked here with Ned after all, and that he used to live in the same apartment complex as Peter so he knows how far his home is from here but despite that Stephen doesn’t say anything about it or look as if Peter has inconvenienced him.

“It’s no trouble at all”

Both of them grab their coats they had placed on their chairs and then headed out and into Stephens car. It’s a quiet ride but nonetheless a comfortable one that Peter finds peace in.

“Still looks pretty rundown” Stephen comments when he parks and takes a peek out the windshield to look at the apartment complex.

“Yeah” Peter laughs a little “Mr. Toomes hasn’t done much too it since you left”

Stephen hums and Peter decides to finally say goodbye, he can’t stay with Stephen and he can’t avoid going home forever. Peter opens the car door when Stephen unlocks it and tells the man goodbye.

Walking into the apartment complex, Peter felt the same emptiness in his stomach he had before he went out with Ned and Stephen, come back. He pushes the elevator button a little harshly and ignores the looks he receives while he waits for the elevator doors to open.

He's glad that when the elevator doors open its empty and only the the small tune in the elevator playing is present. It gives him a moment to enjoy himself. When the elevator opens again, he steps out and walks towards his apartment door with his keys already out but stops as soon as he sees a figure at his door standing impatiently.

He knows who it is even from the distance, the signature leather jacket is enough for Peter to recognize Tony. He takes a moment on whether or not he should turn back but he doesn't get the choice before Tony notices him.

“Where were you?” Is the first thing Tony says when he walks up to Peter and Peter can see that the punch he threw at Tony's face in a desperate attempt to get away is starting to bruise.

Peter can't think of what to say and he can't help the bubbling anger inside him. Tony has no right to ask him where he was.

“it doesn't matter. Move” Peter finally says with as much confidence he can have in front of Tony.

Tony doesn't move and Peter isn't able to move the man himself. Instead Tony grabs his arms harshly and Peter flinches.

“Let me go!”

“When we get to the car” Tony says and Peter begins to lash out.

“Peter, stop”

He won't and he hope's someone else will come help him and appear out the elevator but as he continues to try and hit Tony and Tony proceeds to drag him towards the elevator, no one comes.

“Peter-”

Tony stops and releases him when the elevator dings and start to open, to Peter's surprise it's Stephen who comes through the elevator doors with Peter's jacket and at the moment Peter's thankful for his forgetful.

“You forgot your jacket, Pete” Stephen says after a moment, holding Peters jacket out.

“Thank you”

Tony stands quietly and watches their interaction, waiting for it to end.

“Do- do you,” Peter hopes Stephen can't tell he's shaking “want to come in?”

Stephen looks hesitant and turns his attention away from Peter to look at Tony who was already looking at him.

“Who is this?”

“my friend” Peter says quickly and notices that Tony looks displeased “he was just checking in on me but he's leaving now”

“I am” Tony says and Stephen steps out of the way to let him.

Peter hurriedly pulls at Stephen's arm to get him to move and walk towards his apartment. Peter's glad that the smell of his apartment dissipated while he was away with Ned and Stephen.

“Peter?”

“Do you want something to drink?"

“What? No. I want you to tell me who that was”

“I did”

“Who he really is Peter” Stephen says, a bit annoyed “I did see what he was doing by the way”

“he's just an ex, he's not important though”

“His name”

Peter regrets now inviting Stephen in but he supposes it's better than what would've happened if he hadn't.

“If you don't tell me” Stephen says after Peter doesn't answer “I will ask Ned”

Peter feels himself tense and he can feel himself start to shake again but this time in anger and not fear.

“You don't get to do that” He mutters.

“What?”

“You don’t get to do that!” Peter yells this time “You don't get to pry into my private life just because you're worried or you want to know something that I told you is nothing"

“it's not nothing though” Stephen's responds calmy.

“that doesn't mean you're allowed to be involved”

“Peter, I know how these things can end with ex-lovers. Never well and I want you to be safe”

“I am safe” Peter says defiantly but he knows he's not.

“Now. But if I had left would you be safe?”

Peter stays silent and tries to block out all the thoughts of Tony's hands over his body if the man would've been able to get Peter into his car.

“Look” Stephen says after a moment of silence “I'll drop the subject if you come to stay with me for a few days in Pennsylvania”

“I can't just leave” Peter lies.

“you can, you completed college early so,” Stephen says “take a few days off of work. Pack your things. And when I leave to go back to Pennsylvania you'll go with me and then I'll drive you back”

Peter thinks that it could work but he still worries that Tony wouldn't give up even if Stephen did take him with to Pennsylvania. But he supposes it would give him some time to get away, to figure out things.

“Okay” Peter agrees.

[luminanightfall]

#danny phantom#danny fenton#this assumes that nasa knows and is chill with the fact that he's a ghost but eh details details#like even acknowledging that he can't stay a ghost forever he wouldn't have to use the suit as much that's gotta be a great benefit too#idk i see your sad danny phantom headcanons and raise you danny getting to follow his dreams

Danny would actually be a great astronaut because he wouldn't need to use the space suit. He could just chill as a ghost.

Also, he could do repairs, since he wouldn't have to worry about floating off into the void of space, since he could just fly back.

I'm just saying, I like his odds at NASA