#popular au

[sailor-toni]

Danny Fenton Football Captain and the East Coast Vampire

Epilogue

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The Amity Park airport was small, it only had eight gates and one lonely Mcdonalds stand that waited for its passengers behind the TSA checkpoint. At the checkpoint stood an overweight and shabby TSA guard. He stood there watching the Fenton family as he picked a booger out of his nose, before he flicked it to the side. Jazz looked sick and tried not to gag.

    Meanwhile the whole situation made Danny want to vomit. He had only been out of the hospital for a day and his parents were already dragging him to see him . Vlad Masters stood a foot smaller than his father but his ego was larger than the empire state building. He wore a pitch black casual suit, with a gold handle umbrella in his right hand. In his left Desiree was wrapped around his arm, her long black hair had been moved to hide her black eye. She gave Danny a kind motherly smile. Danny just rolled his eyes, shifting his weight to a leg that wasn’t currently hurting. 

“Well V-man! It was nice to see you again,” Jack said.

“Yes, it was a pleasure to see the both of you again. Hopefully we can meet again soon,” Vlad replied. 

“Of course, and hopefully there won’t be another fire alarm prank next time. Maybe we can spend a nice night together. You know just the four of us?” Maddie said. 

“Yes! We will have to goona double date next time. Won’t that be fun Vlad?” Desiree said. “Maybe next time you can visit us and we can take you to that restaurant we liked. The one with the deconstructed sushi with the gold flakes?” 

“That sounds amazing! Isn't it Jack?” Maddie said.

“What the heck is deconstructed sushi?” Jack stated. 

“Oh Jack, I’ll have to show you. It has to be one of the best things I have had in a while,” Vlad smoothed the mood over. “It was also nice to finally meet your children.” 

“Yes. It was great to get some advice for college and meet someone like Mr. Masters” Jazz said. 

“You don’t need to call me Mr. Masters, you can just call me uncle Vlad,” Vlad said. 

“Maybe someday Mr. Masters,” Jazz gracefully put it. 

“That is okay. Take your time,” Vlad then turned to Danny. 

Danny sighed “It was nice to meet you sir,” 

“It was nice to meet you to Daniel, I hope we can meet again soon. I see bright things in your future,” Vlad said. 

    His parents kept the conversation up with him before he was forced to go to his private Jet. Right before Vlad turned the corner to his gate, Danny could see his blood red eyes. 

. . . 

It was a few days before Danny could go back to school. The teachers and students had created a get better soon card for him and several students bombarded him with questions and well wishes, making it difficult for him to traverse the hallways. During Mr. Lancer's class he was handed another note, this time with a sticker of a bat pushed on it as a sort of seal. It had in it very set instructions to meet Sam in the library classroom. 

The library classroom was used for computer storage nowadays and was rarely used, but rumor had it that one could book the room. And for Sam it seemed it was possible. In the room were old mac desktops and boxes of floppy disks, all shoved in the corners collecting dust. The wallpaper here looked the same poisonous one, as the rest of the first floor. 

Tucker and Star were on a modern gaming laptop. He was clicking through documents showing her something. Danny assumed it had to be nerdy stuff that he wouldn’t understand. Across the room Sam was teaching Kwan self defense. She was holding a mat and having Kwan kick it at different heights. 

“Hey guys,” Danny said. 

“Danny!” Star rushed over and hugged him. “How are you feeling?”

“Ah, a little pain. The doctors say I can’t play a game for a month, but I should be back by the end of the season,” Danny closed the door behind him. 

“That’s good! At least you’re not dead,” Tucker said, still at his laptop. 

“So Danny,” Sam began, “Can you tell us what happened between you and Vlad?”

“Yeah, but it’s gonna be a long story so sit down.” 

. . .

    The school day came with a chaotic close with half the school body asking about Danny’s health and football ability. He was only able to get away by phasing through the boys bathroom and walking around the school. At the end of the sidewalk Paulina stood there with a sour look on her face. 

“Hey Paulina,” Danny said. He opened up to say something else but Paulina shaved a card into his chest. 

“I’m sorry!” Paulina said. 

“What?”

“I’m sorry for causing drama. I wanted you to ask me out and I got pissy when you asked Valerie out and I took my anger on you. I also didn’t mean to spill the punch. That was an accident!” The words spilled out of her mouth like a stream. 

“Woah, woah, woah. Paulina it’s okay,” Danny said. 

“No, I want to make sure I make it up to you. While you were in the hospital Dash and I talked and I don’t want to lose any of you as friends. So I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay Paulina. I forgive you. Really I was never really mad at you.” 

“Really?” 

“Yeah.”

“Oh thank god.”

    A silence fell between them but not a heavy silence. It was one of understanding and forgiveness.  “Hey Danny, do you want to go to Nasty Burger with me? I’ll buy you an apology burger,” Paulina said. 

“Thank you, but I’ll have to take you up on that later. Right now I’m running late to see someone else,” Danny hopped on his bike. 

“Okay. Call me later?”

“Yeah! See ya later Paulina!” They waved goodbye to each other as he rode down the street. 

. . .

    Danny biked up the park path, his wheels crushing all the dead leaves below him. The brown and black leaves littered the ground like a thin blanket, tucking the earth in for a long sleep. Above him the trees were barren without a soul in sight. The songs of birds that he had heard only a month ago were replaced by the distance cries of crows. 

    He rode past the playground, the yellow caution tape now broken and flying in the wind and saw a small patch of sunlight on top of a hill. Valerie sat on a pale knitted blanket, her body covered in heavy coats and thick leggings. A bright red scarf hung around her neck like a medal. Her bright smile made a fire light up in his chest. She had gotten them some containers of soup and grilled cheese, each of the items fogging up their closed take out containers.  

    He huddled close to her taking in the scent of her sweet perfume and the warmth of her body as they watched the last autumn sunset fall below the city lights.

[wanologic]

sorry danny, sam will never think you’re cool

[justanimaniac]

Im completely scared of posting this on tumblr but uuuh here. Jax but he's in a universe where he has Pomni's avatar

Aaaaaand extra doodle with pomni

[majunju]

haru is intent on spoiling bibi whether she likes it or not!!!!! (cont of this)

[cloudysarts]

Sosososos the bill having a hard time reading just imagine.... the axolotl gets him a appointment to the eye doctor LIKE BRO THE WAY HE WOULD HAVE THE HARDEST TIME TRYING TO READ THE LETTERS

(this anon is referring to this comic i made, check it out for context!) (edit: you can find some more glasses!bill doodles here too!)

THIS IS SO REAL. bill 100% fought the theraprism staff who were trying to get him to the eye doctor in the first place for MONTHS. they kept telling him it would improve his quality of life but he is NOT HAVING IT. he only eventually agreed to go ON THE CONDITION that he doesn't have to get saddled with any medication. turns out, he doesn't need any.....just glasses :)

glasses bill is so real to me. thank you for sending this ask, i was looking for an excuse to doodle him <3

kind of personal, but i have severe astigmatism, and didnt know that until i was 18. the first night after i got my glasses, i looked up at the sky, and i realized that i could suddenly see WAY more stars than usual. and i remember tearing up, because i thought the sky was boring and star-less for everyone, but turns out they were just too far away for my nearsighted-ness to see. and i love projecting so i couldnt ignore the mental image of bill realizing that the stars-- that he already loved-- were even better when he could see them properly, without being medicated or having to squint.

[obsesssedblerd]

girl dad! kuna watching his little princess take her first steps? 🥹🥹🥹

Sukuna gently places his daughter on the ground so she was standing up, his hands still under her arms to support her. About a few feet away, you kneel on the ground with your arms extended towards her, beckoning her closer with an excited smile. “One foot in front of the other, sweetheart. You can do it.” 

The young princess coos as she reaches her arms towards you in return, but when Sukuna slowly releases her from his grip, she stumbles, her little legs unsteady. Sukuna catches her before she hits the ground of the bedroom. She whines, then looks up at him, her big, red-colored eyes uncertain. “Papa…?” She asks, and the fear in her eyes makes Sukuna’s heart clench. 

“You are alright, little flower,” he reassures her softly, using a finger to stroke her small cheek. “Take your time.” 

She seems to understand his words, because she determinedly faces you again, who’s still smiling and waiting patiently for her to walk to you. Once she looks ready, Sukuna once again removes his hands from her sides so she can stand on her own. She wobbles back and forth, and when she leans forward too far, you’re ready to reach out to catch her; but from behind her, Sukuna holds up a hand to stop you. You meet his eyes, and he nods once. She’s got it, he says silently. 

You take a small breath, then keep your eyes on your daughter as she continues to flail her arms, eventually steadying herself. She looks down at her feet, then moves. One step. Another. She squeals in excitement. 

“There you go, you’re nearly there!” You encourage her from your spot, and you grin so wide that your face hurts when she finally reaches you, cheering as you hug your giggly toddler to your chest. 

The corner of Sukuna’s mouth curves upward at the sight without him realizing it. You catch it, though. You always do. You smile in return, then rotate your daughter so she’s facing him. “Go to Papa now, okay? The same way you did.” 

She giggles again, her eyes glittering with adoration as she walks towards her father. She nearly stumbles again, but she’s far more steady now that she’s getting the hang of it. When she reaches him, she shouts, “Papa!” as she happily attempts to hug his massive body. You watch as Sukuna uses an arm to hug her back. 

“Good job,” he whispers; happy that she succeeded, but sad that she’s growing up so fast.

[bigfatbreak]

I just started following you for your Viceroy AU! My question is, why is Adrien disillusioned with his mom? Dad I can understand, but what happened with his mom?

no big arguments or anything, but Adrien got to go through the slow, dreadful realization that your kinder parent thinks you're uselessly dependent on them. (and she likes it that way.)

[zu-is-here]

It's going to happen soon, Big good luck Cross ;v;

one snowy night

[12/12] happy birthday, my little potato ♡

[choccy-milky]

modern AU seb and clora's first interaction 📘📗 (and by modern AU i actually mean super trope-filled high school romance set in the 80's/90's LOL)

[vaduart]

The circus is in town.

I've other wips to finish but this drawing idea took over me

[sailor-toni]

Danny Fenton Football Captain and the East Coast Vampire

Chapter 9: Casper High’s Losers

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The ballroom was in old Amity Park, stuck between two  small gardens. Its old antique facade was decorated in colorful streamers and lights. A large banner that read “Amity Park charity Masquerade Ball” hung above the large double doors. Even the statues and gargoyles that stood on the building had colorful paper masks tied to their faces. 

“Hey Danny,” Valerie grabbed his hand and pointed to the roof. “Did you know that each of the gargoyles on the roof are supposed to represent the founding families of Amity Park?”

“Really? Kind of a ugly way to show it,” The gargoyles had to be taller than his Dad to stand out against the ballroom's massive glass dome. 

“The gargoyles are there to ward off evil spirits but on their backs are the family crests. The one pointing to the West is supposed to be the gargoyle for the Manson Family. The one to the east belongs to the Sanchez family, the one pointing north belongs to the North family, and the one right above us is the south gargoyle. It belonged to the Master’s family.” 

“Hun - wait the Masters?”

“Yeah. My Dad said they used to be a big deal in Amity Park before their family died in some weird house fire. He said the whole city could see the flames.”

“Woah, that sounds horrible.”

“Yeah. The weird park was that the flames were pink, not red. I think the library has a book about it or something. My Dad has been getting into all that paranormal ghost business recently.” 

“Oh no. Let’s hope he doesnt turn into my parents.” Danny joked. 

“Oh god I hope not. I might have to disown him if he started wearing a bright yellow hazmat suit everywhere.” 

Speaking of hazmat suits, Danny could see his parents were already inside. His Mother was wearing a navy suit and the same simple black mask Danny had on. Meanwhile his father wore a full hazmat suit. The neon orange plastic squealed and rustled with every movement he made. The plastic around his face was half covered in condensation, but that didn’t stop his booming voice from echoing off the dark oak walls. Danny goaned and hid his face in Valerie's shoulder. 

“I’m sure nobody will even know you're related to them tonight Danny,”  She giggled at his misfortune.

“I hope not. Here, let’s go this way,” he led her into a crowd of masked people, quickly handing their tickets to the poor teenager collector with the red hat and thick glasses, and speed walked past his parents. Now away from the source of embarrassment he could finally see the interior of the ballroom. 

It was grander inside than it was outside. There were statues that hung to the gold balcony above them, each face was carved as smooth as possible to make them look as alive as possible. Their harsh gazes looked down upon them. Their strong wings looked as soft as feathers with the small carved details made. Greek columns lined the lobby walls with a dusting of gold on its stone face to spread more reflective light across the massive lobby. It looked like there was a dusting of gold on everything, from the ends of the tables to even the floor below them. The pitch black title had gold glitter embedded within the stone, it made him feel as thro he walked on the night sky itself. There was even a woman with a long black gown and ivory skin, playing a calming song on a golden harp above them. The balcony golden gates framing her thin arms.  As wonderful as it was he felt out of place, like an imposter standing with gods. His suit was a tad too small and his shirt collar felt like it was choking him. His cheap simple black plastic mask suddenly became itchy and his body felt hot under the crystal chandei;ler. But Valerie loved it. The lights reflected like stars in her beautiful teal eyes.  

He let her lead him around the old building. A child-like smile graced her face as they silently explored the hallways leading off the main lobby. The old gas powered lamps still hung above them, now modified to hold flame shaped light bulbs. Their soft light was brighter by the floor to ceiling length mirrors that hung on each side of the hallways. Each mirror was taller than the walls in Danny's bedroom and had been polished to a ridiculous extreme. He feared if he got too close he would see each and every sore and defect on his face. Valerie let go of his hand and began to twirl in the hallway, the mirrors catching her movement like clear shadows. The deep red of her dress sparkled in the light, and the low cut back caught his eye. He quietly came behind her, grabbing one loved hand and twirling her around the room. 

“You know there is a ballroom right?” He whispered into her ear

“Yes but it doesn't have mirrors like these.” she whispered back.

The two twirled and danced in the middle of the hallway, as dozens of their own reflection joined them in this clumsy dance. Big smiles were painted on their faces as their mess spanned the whole hallway, traveling up and down the length of the mirrors. Their movements matched a beat only they could hear. Their movements slowly falling to a close as sweat built itself on their foreheads. 

“That was great,” Danny whispered into her ear. 

“Yeah, it was,” Valerie wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering the words into his ear. The air tickled his ear and his face began to burn up. 

“Hey guys, what are you doing?” Kwan yelled down the hallway. The couple quickly broke apart, with Danny awkwardly coughing. 

“h-Hey Kwan, what’s up!” Danny said. 

“I’m good! What are you guys doing over there? The party right here! And Mr. Master’s is about to give a speech!” Kwan waved them over. 

    Danny offered his hand to his date and led her back to the main room. Kwan was wearing a sun mask while Star stood near him with a moon mask. Danny and Valerie chuckled at the mask choice but kept it mostly to themselves. The last two to join were... Dash and Paulina? Dash was wearing a pale pink tie to match Paulina’s pink princess dress, her mask was bedazzled with rhinestones and gold trim. Dash wore a silly grin on his face while Paulina looked less than pleased. He waved hi to everyone but Danny and stood on the other side of the group. Danny rolled his eyes but the lights began to dim and the Amity Park Historical society came up on stage with Vlad.

“Thank you everyone for attending our masquerade ball! Give yourselves a big round of applause as we have raised enough money to restore the old Master’s mansion and bring back a apret of our town’s great history!” Mr. Lancer said into the mic. The crowd began to clap and cheer. “Let’s also give a big round of applause to Vlad Masters, for none of this could have been done without him and his donation to hold this ball. Mr. Masters, do you have any words for the crowd tonight?” Mr. Lancer handed the mic over to Vlad. 

“Thank you Mr. Lancer. I would like to thank everyone who came to this amazing ball. The support for this has exploded in the past few days and it warms my heart to see the community come together to remember my family home and restore it to its former glory. My father would be amazed to see the support everyone has given.” His words were rewarded with another applause. “And with those somber words, let’s get this party started!” Vlad handed the mic back to Mr. Lancer, who was drowned out by the applause. The crowd broke up into little groups and many couples took the lead to the dance floor. 

    The ballroom was split into two floors. The bottom floor was empty save for a few candelabras, while the second floor circled the edges of the walls, leaving the center for anyone who wished to watch the people dance below. Punch and food was served on the second floor, of course. 

    Danny led Valerie to the second floor to quickly grab some of the rich food. Below them Kwan and Star had begun their dance, while Vlad and his wife Desiree watched from the doorway. She whispered something in his ear. He gave her a sweet kiss before departing the ballroom. Danny thought that was strange but shook the thought from his head,and he quickly filled his plate with all sorts of small expensive looking snacks. 

“Ohh what is that one?” He asked. 

“I don’t know. You wanna play rock, paper, scissors to see who will try it?” Valerie asked.

“Sure, but if you lose you can’t spit it out.” 

“Neither can you, dummy,” The first match Valerie won, the second Danny won with a quick slight of hand, and the third round was won by - 

CRASH!

    Danny felt something wet on his back. Behind him Paulina covered her mouth and looked embarrassed. 

“Oh my god. Danny I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to.” She said, grabbing a cloth and dabbing it on his clothes. 

“Really Paulina? You can’t let this go? You have to sink down to something like this?” Valerie spat back. 

“No this was an accident, I swear! I tripped over my dress. I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s okay. I’ll go find a bathroom and see if I can get it out. I’ll be right back.” Danny said. 

“Wait Danny, I'm telling the truth. I didn’t do this on purpose!” Paulina tried to follow Danny but Valerie stepped in her way. 

“It’s fine. I’ll be right back I promise!” Danny scurried down the ballroom steps and began his search for the bathrooms. 

    The hallways got darker as he traveled down them. Every door he tried was either locked or led to an office. About to give up hope at office number five, Danny heard voices coming from down the hall. 

“Hello? Hey, do you know where the bathroom is?” Danny called out, but the voices continued on as if he wasn’t there. He rolled his eyes and made his way down to meet them. 

    There at an open door. Sam Manson and Tucker Foley were pulling books out of a bookshelf. 

“It’s not this one,” Sam said. 

“Not this one either,” Tucker replied. 

“What are you guys doing?” Danny asked, scaring the shit out of the two. 

“T-that’s what we should be asking you Fenton!” Tucker said. 

“I’m here on a date. Wait, don't tell me. Are you guys dating?” Danny gestured towards the two. 

“NO!” they both yelled. Their faces twisted in disgust. Sam pretended to be sick, while Tucker stuck his tongue out and gagged. 

“Jesus, sorry I even mentioned it.” Danny chuckeld.

“Well you should be sorry,” Tucker said. 

“Yeah! We know what you’ve been up to Ghost Boy,” Sam said.

“AUGH! We went over this already. I’m not the ghost boy” 

“Then why did you hide a bomb in the basement? We saw your ghost friends moving it yesterday!” Tucker said.

“What?” Danny felt his veins froze. 

“Yeah. You might not know it but my parents also gave a large donation to this event, and were involved with the planning,” Sam said with a smug smile. 

“Yeah, I bet you didn’t count on us seeing your goons yesterday during setup.” Tucker added on. 

“There’s a bomb?!” Danny yelled. 

“Don’t try and play dumb. We heard everything the metal guy said. Make sure you don’t mess up, or else the ghost boy will hear about it. Plus we know you lied to us,” Tucker said. 

“Yeah we saw you with the two color eyes. Your disguise was failing you and you tried to hide it,” Sam said. 

“NO! No, no, no. You guys got this all wrong. Wait, did you say metal guy?” Danny asked. 

“Yeah, he had metal skin,” Tucker said. 

“Did he have a flaming mohawk that was both green and blue?” 

“Yeah, we saw it all!” 

“Oh god. No, we need to get out of here. We need to get everyone out of here. God I didn’t think he would be back so soon,” Danny moved into the room and tried to pull the other’s out. Sam and Tucker pulled their arms from his grip. 

“Do you think we are stupid?” Sam said. 

“No, I don’t think that. I think we are in great danger and we need to get out of here!” 

“This boy thinks we are dumber than shit,” Tucker said to Sam. 

“No, please trust me on this. I know you have no reason to trust me, but please. We need to get everyone out of here right now.”

“And let you get away?”

“I didn’t plan any of this. Why would I do that?” 

“Well It’s no secret you don’t like your parents,”

“So, you two think I’m trying to kill my parents? You two are crazy!” 

“Are we crazy or are you the crazy ghost boy?” “Either way we are about to find out,” Sam pulled another book from the bookcase. A click followed it and it swung open. “Oh! I didn’t think that was going to work.”

Behind the bookcase was a long hallway down into the basement. Tucker and Sam rushed in, with Danny not far behind. His cried were ignored as they landed at the bottom. It was a small circular room with his parent’s ghost killer 9000 in the center. The timer was slowly ticking down from thirty minutes. 

“See, you were just trying to get us away from your bomb!” Tucker yelled. 

“I did not put this here,” Danny pleaded. 

“Yeah right-” Tucker took a step forward and a loud snap followed. A ball of slime injected itself from the wall and latched on to Tucker. Swallowing up his body and leaving only his head exposed. 

“Tucker!” Sam yelled. As the second ball shot itself out and latched itself to Sam. Locking her in place just like Tucker. A third ball shot out towards Danny, he ducked down and dogged it. The ball bounced off the wall behind him and got him by the back. Soon it too, swallowed up his body, leaving only his head exposed. He tried to transform but the slime was preventing it. 

“Ha ha! It looks like you got caught in your own trap!” Sam laughed. 

“That wasn’t his trap.” A deep voice answered. Skulker phased through the walls. His new body was fixed and shined to a fine polish. “Hello Ghost boy. How have you been?” 

“Oh well-” 

“I don’t care.” A green sword came out of Skulker’s arm. He grabbed Danny’s hair and pressed the blade to his neck. 

“WOAH! Wait, I thought you were working together!?” Tucker yelled. 

“AHAHAH! As if! This Ghost Boy is the only prey to have ever escaped me. And now I will cut his head off and mount it to my wall!” Skulker said. 

“Skulker! Put that away. I paid for your way out to help me with the bomb. Not to kill the boy,” A voice cut in. Skulker put his blade away and released Danny. Everyone twisted their heads to see who it was. Vlad Masters stood by the door with a sour expression. 

“Vlad Masters?” Sam said.

“That is my name child,”

“Vlad! What is going on? Why is my parents bomb here? I don’t understand,” Danny said. 

“I didn’t want you to find out like this Daniel. At least not until you were ready to know.” Vlad sighed. “As you know I went to college with your parents and we were close friends. A sort of found family if one must put a name to what we were. And we were determined to create a portal to the world of the undead, or as you buffoon of a father put it. The Ghost Zone . Bah! What a childish name. But we were young, dumb, and determined to make it happen. But something happened, as it always does. Jack turned the portal on while I was in the same room as it. He forgot to check if I had made it out or not. The portal was unstable and ectoplasm infused with my body creating a condition called ecto-acne. It creates boils on the skin and inner membrane of the body filled with ectoplasm that very painfully burst and the mix of puss and ecto-palsm can cause some very serious infections. For years the accident stole my life from me, leaving me in agony, and when I thought it was finally over. I found myself born anew. But the entire time I was trapped with my body revolting against me, you parents never visited. They left their mess behind to start a new life with a little family of their own. So tonight I thought it would be fun to reward them for their actions. Once this bomb goes off about half of the people here will get ecto-acne and when the police go to investigate. Your parents will be framed for the crime. Their life will be ruined just like mine was.”

“What if people die?” Danny asked. 

“This bomb will not kill any humans, as your mother designed it to only kill ghosts. But when you expose humans to that much ectoplasm, it creates ecto-acne. That is why I, and a few others won’t be here when the bomb goes off.” Black rings emerged from Vlad’s waist and moved across his body, enveloping it in a shadow. When the shadow dispersed Vlad’s skin was blue, his now black hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, and his clothes were pure white. Gold fringe and lace were embroidered along the edges of the regal suit. “Daniel, you look surprised? Did you think you were the only halfa that existed? You are not the first of your father’s failed experiments.”

 Danny was stunned into silence. 

“Now you are a bright young lad. You can put together that while the meddling kids over there will survive the bomb, you might not. And I do not wish to see you die. So. I give you an offer. Join me. I have mastered my powers. I can teach you everything I know,” Vlad multiplied himself. His copies filled up the room before they disappeared in pink smoke. He made pink shields, and covered himself in bright pink fire before putting it out. Leaving him unhurt. 

“Are you serious?” Tucker yelled. “You got hurt in college and now you're going to make a whole bunch of random people suffer the same fate as you?”

“Yeah you should just get back as his parents instead of getting everyone else!” Sam backed her friend up.

“You two wouldn’t understand. Neither of you died and came back to a world that is against you,” Vlad said. 

“But you’re super rich now. You own like five different companies. You have more money than you could ever use! Yeah his parents fucked up but why not move on?” Sam yelled. 

“Because I will never get the life I could’ve had back.”

“Danny this guy is bad news! Don’t listen to him!” Sam yelled. 

“Look Daniel. A few moments ago they were accusing you of killing your own parents, and now they are begging you to listen to them. To do as they say. The people here are fickle and will discard you as soon as they get what they want,” Vlad said. “Everyone in this miserable town is like this. So, why fight to defend scum like this? When you can come home with me and Desiree and live like a king with people who understand you?” 

    Tucker and Sam tried to yell but their voices were cut off when Vlad snapped his fingers and the trap wrapped around their mouths. Danny’s own trap disintegrated around him. Dany fell to the floor and Vlad offered a hand to him. “What will it be?” Danny looked around the room, at the bomb ticking down, the two idiots in their trap, Skulker, and back to Vlad. The music from the ballroom was faint in his ears, and the image of his friends infected with ecto-acne came into his mind. Danny smacked Vlad’s hand away. 

“Thanks but no thanks. I have people I need to protect,” Danny stood up and let the white rings on his body transform him into his baggy hazmat suit. 

“Mr. Plasmius, do you need me to handle this?” Skulker asked. 

“No. Get to the safe house. I can handle this,” Vlad waved him away. Skulker phased through the ceiling and disappeared into the night. “If you are talking about your date, I will allow you to take her out of the building before the bomb goes off. But I would hurry. Time is running out,”

“No, I’m going to stop you. Before you can hurt anyone,” Danny said. 

“Don’t make me do this Daniel. I am more powerful than you can imagine.” Vlad started floating off the ground. Danny shot a green beam from his palms and cut into Sam and Tucker’s traps, freeing them.

“Make you do what?” Danny spat at him. Vlad Plasmius bared his teeth, displaying a set of sharp fangs, and he grabbed Danny, throwing him against the wall. “Get Star and Kwan and find a way to disable the bomb. I’ll handle him!” Danny shouted orders at Sam and Tucker. 

“You’ll deal with-” Danny’s blast hit Vlad across the face. Danny flipped the ol man off before phasing through the ceiling. Vlad was quick to follow behind him. 

Danny flew into the air with Plasmius hot on his trail. The clones tried to out maneuver him in the air, flying below and above him, trying to trap him in a clone bubble. But he let himself fall close to the ground. His body picked up speed as he raced along the road. He couldn’t fight him here, there were too many people and they might get hurt. Danny thought. But there was one place that was already destroyed and he was sure no one would be there. 

WHAM! A clone blind sided Danny, sending him flying towards another clone, who grabbed him and tossed him high into the air. A third clone grasped his collar and spun him like a top before letting go and watched Danny crash through a water tower.

“Daniel we don’t have to do this,” Vlad or one of his clones said. Danny phased through the water and flew towards his destination. He threw small blast that the clones easily dogged. 

“I won’t let you frame my parents!” Letting his emotions build up in his chest Danny let the hot beams of light shoot out of eyes. The beams hit one of the clones, reducing it to pink dust. “Yes, I got one!” 

A hand grabbed his collar, “Fine. If we must play this game, let it be known that it brings me no joy little badger,” Plasmius spare hand turned a hot neon pink, he then let the light shoot off directly into Danny’s stomach, sending him flying across the sky. The light burned through his suit and scorched his skin. A clone flew under him and blasted him in the back, sending him up. And then a third came in and blasted him again. He was popping pong through the sky till he saw the corpse of the old Master’s mansion. Danny used his own blast to break the cycle and send his body flying towards the house.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sorry for not having a Year of the Dragon MDZS artwork; Unfortunately, I can only picture Dragon LWJ in this particular flavour.

[mahkinarya]

You become acutely aware of the changes within you. Your nervous system releases a cocktail of oxytocin and other hormones that leaves you heady. Your pupils begin to dilate. And, deeper, there is a feeling of warmth within your chest.

[optimisticmosquito]

What if Shen Yuan was transmigrated into Shang Yuan, youngest son in the merchant Shang family and Shang Qinghua's little brother.

At first Shang Qinghua doesn't put much thought into it. He never did write much of a backstory for the other peak lords, so it makes sense the world has kind of just, written itself? Shang Yuan is several years younger anyways (I'm thinking 7-10 years) so it's not like he has a lot in common with him either. Shang Qinghua even joined CQM when he was barely out of toddlerhood. Shang Qinghua was fully prepared to just slowly fade out of sight and mind in his new family, just like he had in his old one.

Except this kid just really hates his guts? He gets letters regularly from his family, telling him how a-Yuan has been asking about him. But every time he visits the brat just shouts and kicks him around. All out of sight of their parents so he can't even go and complain to them! In their eyes Shang Yuan is their perfect little angel.

Honestly, Shang Qinghua isn't even that surprised the original goods turned into a villain if this was how he grew up. And oops, did he say that out loud? Shang Qinghua peeks down at the rigid brat he's holding under his arm in an attempt to stop him from trying to beat him up. With big eyes the kid turns his head up and whispers "you're a transmigrator too?".

From that day on Shang Qinghua can't help but feel a little bit less lonely, and maybe even a little happy. Who would have thought his number 1 anti fan would transmigrate into his didi! They start writing letters, both complaining about the system, and Shang Qinghua about the sect and his martial siblings. When he starts working for Mobei-jun he tells Shang Yuan everything about it. He even has a reason to go back and visit his family!

Shang Qinhua quickly accepts his responsibility as gege. Helping (or trying to) his little didi grow up to a nice young man and giving tips when Shang Yuan starts cultivating as well. And despite Yuan-di's tsundere behavior, Shang Qinghua knows he has his back as well.

In his own badly written stallion novel, Shang Qinghua finally finds the family he didn't have in the real world.

Now as for pairings. Bingyuan would be hilarious just because I want Shang Qinghua to ask, with a shit eating grin, how long Shang Yuan has been coveting his own nephew. And then for Shang Yuan to try and beat the shit out of him for it.

Jiuyuan would also be an interesting pairing (it can always be a jiuyuan if you're brave enough). Shang Qinghua knows his scum villain is misunderstood and not as bad as the book and rumors portrays him to be. But also he knows Shen Jiu is at least a dozen traumas in a trenchcoat. Does it really have to be his didi helping Shen Jiu deal with all of that? Sure Shang Yuan doesn't seem to mind, but Shang Qinghua also knows his didi makes some really stupid choices if you take your eyes off him. But also he's too much of a coward to say anything to Shen Jiu's face.

Hm, better to keep an eye on that from a distance.

[rystiel]

idk what we’re all calling the concept of fiddlestan working together but i’m calling my version the portal partners AU 🙏🏼