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[solangeloweek]

SOLANGELO WEEK 2024

(banner by @sclangelc)

DATES: Sun., June 23 - Sat. June 29

RULES: Create! Have fun! Post when you can! Tag your posts with @solangeloweek so we can show off that cool thing you made! (see Event Rules / pinned post for more info)

PROMPTS:

6/23 - Free Day!

6/24 - "I could make him worse"

6/25 - Reverse Tropes (see examples)

6/26 - AU Day

6/27 - Trope Combos (see examples)

6/28 - Fairytale Retellings

6/29 - Collab Day

Questions? Comments? Concerns? Send us an ask!

[captainodonoghue]

Polin Advent Calendar 2024 Day 1 ↝ insp

[dearggntlereader]

Nr.9 Santa Surprise ༻¨ : ·.. ｡⋆⍋*｡

Mattheo Riddle x reader CW: suggestive (like pre-smut but not really foreplay), cursing, innocent reader (?), picture does not represent the readers looks requested by: @foursgurlx

You know Mattheo loves you.

You also know that if you decided to never go further than hand and blowjobs he’d accept that. He goes through his life taking whatever you will give him with open arms and a happy smile.

But you want to do more.

And you want to make it special for Mattheo.

You went out with pansy a few weeks ago getting lingerie and some pretty bow themed stockings. You tried on a green set, a white one, a few red ones and a few pink ones.

The green one looked amazing but didn’t feel like Christmas, with the flower embroidery and simple cut, while the white one felt uncomfortable.

Pansy insisted you buy the first red one you tried on because it makes you “look like a sexy dragon princess” while the other made you look like you’re trying to be one.

In the end you bought said red one for another time and the prettiest light pink set with a bow between the cups for your breasts, matching stockings and a bow-like choker.

Adorned with bows and laying prettily on your bed you look like the perfect gift to unwrap. The kind you see amongst the load of others and immediately rip open, not even glancing at the mountain of presents around it.

You look fucking delicious.

“You ready?” Mattheo asks, a giddy smile on his face as he awaits your surprise. Ever since you called for him, telling him not to look until you say he can, he’s been fidgeting excitedly.

He confided in you a few years back that he never celebrated properly with his family, never got gifts, and your carefully thought out presents are still the only things that break his calm and cool demeanor. (apart from your kisses.)

You nod, too nervous to speak, before you realize he can’t see you and timidly open your mouth “mhm.”

Mattheo doesn’t know what exactly he was expecting, you already gave him his gift earlier over dinner, but it definitely isn’t you lying on your shared bed looking absolutely mouthwatering.

A gasp leaves his mouth at your sheer beauty and he can’t breath for a second because God. You’re looking up at him, pretty eyes shining impossibly bright as you bite your lips out of nervousness.

He can’t even focus on the way your skin radiates so warm and lovely without his mouth running dry.

And look- he might not be proud of it but he has fucked more women than average, seen many body’s and silhouettes, but none of them will ever compare to you. Not in the slightest.

Everytime you grace him by opening up to him a little more, allowing him to pleasure you, he mentally thanks gods he doesn’t even believe in. He wants to get on his hands and knees before the deity that created you and know he’ll be indebted to them forever for giving you to him.

But he can’t.

Getting on his knees for you, however? Very possible.

Except, you obviously took his gasp as a negative reaction from the way you fold into yourself and he just can’t have that.

In two long strides he’s standing infront of you and the next second his hands are cupping your face and he’s kissing you.

Mattheo’s press of his lips onto yours is warm and soft, gently reminding you of his love and care for you. You sigh into the kiss, opening your mouth for a lick of tongue.

Warmth blossoms in his chest as he smells your peach perfume, the one you only get out for special occasions, and he moves his hand to your waist, gently squeezing it.

When you slide your hands into his hair he makes the move to get properly on top of you, laying you firmly onto the white sheets and many pillows.

As Mattheo pulls away to admire you once more you let out a needy whine and he immediately dives back in. A soft murmur leaves his Lips, “You’re perfect.” causing heat to rise to your cheeks and shoot to your core.

“All for me.”

“All for you, Mattheo, all for you.”

“God, you’re perfect”

Thank you all for supporting my blog!! As always, I appreciate all comments and reblogs. It's what keeps me going.

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[try-set-me-on-fire]

Eddie drunkenly calls Buck from wine night, confesses some things. On ao3 here.

Eddie calls him at 11:34 pm, and it’s a Thursday, so that means a few things. It’s wine night, the biggest thing. It’s wine night, at Hen and Karen’s, and he knows those start around dinner time so Eddie’s got several hours of alcohol in him. It’s 11:34 pm and Buck got off work at 10:45, another thing, so it’s a toss up whether Eddie timed the call to when he was walking through the door (a feat possible after years of going back and forth between the station, the loft, and the Diaz house at all times of day and night) or if it’s just a drunken coincidence.

“Hello,” Buck answers the phone, dragging out the first half of the word, tossing his keys into the bowl on the counter.

“Buck,” Eddie says, voice bright and not very slurred, but he’s only said one word so far, and Buck sometimes secretly thinks he could probably say his name pretty steadily no matter the situation. Buck is pretty sure he could be all drunk or half dead and still be able to say Eddie just fine, anyway. “Hello. Are you home from, did you get home from work?”

Ah, so, somewhat drunk then. “Did indeed. You still at the Wilsons?”

“Did you, uh- was there fire?” Eddie sounds like he’s trying very hard to sound normal. Buck bites his lip against a snort.

“No fires. Just a half shift, remember. Pretty boring one, honestly.” I missed you probably isn’t fair to say, Buck covered the shift of his own volition, he could have been at wine night if he really wanted. But Donovan’s sister had a baby, what was he gonna do, not let the guy meet his niece? “Hope you had a better time.”

“Great time,” Eddie says, enthusiastic. “They had, uh, mini quiches.”

Buck grins at the empty room. “You’re a man who loves a mini quiche.”

A few seconds of whooshy silence where Buck assumes Eddie is nodding enthusiastically. “The- uh- they had the bacon kind. The kind, and with the- you know, there’s spinach? Can we go to Costco?”

“Sure,” Buck agrees, opening his admittedly pretty sparsely populated fridge. “Could use a grocery run.”

“And get the, get more quiches?”

Buck grabs a protein bar, smiling as fondly as he wants to with no one around to see him. “Yeah, Eds, we’ll get more quiches.”

“And you’ll take the spinach ones? And I get the good ones?”

Buck laughs. “The spinach ones are good. You can barely even taste the spinach, they’re just, like, warm and eggy.”

“Mmm,” Eddie says, doubtfully. “It’s not nice to lie, Buckley.”

“I’m not fucking lying,” Buck cackles. “Your spinach hatred is so unfair, what’d it ever do to you?”

“Taste bad,” Eddie says, adding a blegh sound for emphasis. “It’s like- like- it’s gross, I don’t believe you actually like it, actually. You just want to eat grown up food.”

Buck snorts. “Man, I hate to break it to you, we both turn 34 this year.”

“And I don’t feel like I have to prove that to anybody by eating nasty food,” Eddie says, nose definitely in the air. Buck shakes his head and takes a bite of the protein bar.

“Whatever, man. You just have to live with the fact that Chris is the one sneaking vegetables into your food.”

“You’re so mean. I’m not letting you have any of my actually good quiches.” Empty threat, they always end up sharing, both of them know it. “That’s not even what I called about. That’s not even-“ Eddie huffs so hard it sounds all crackly in Buck’s ear. “I called to tell you that I love you.”

Buck grins. Oh boy, affectionate drunk Eddie is here. He’d wondered just how much wine they’d got through and it seems like Eddie must be nearly a bottle in. “Aw, love you too, bud.”

“No,” Eddie says, and Buck can see the frown from here. “Buck. Listen. I’m in love with you.”

Oh. God. Oh god. “Uh-“ Buck says, stomach swooping all over the fucking place, “Uh- I don’t think this is a conversation we should be having while you’re-“

“Oh, fuck off, shut up. Shut up. It’s fine.”

“Eddie-”

“Buck,” Eddie says, in the annoyed voice he uses when Buck is trying to get him to eat yogurt with his fruit in the morning, or even a dastardly spinach quiche. “It’s fine. It’s fine. I knew you’d- why- stop it. Listen. I feel like this all the time. It’s stupid that I’ve never, like, I never just say this all the time. You’re, like-”

Eddie cuts himself off and Buck waits — sort of fearfully — for him to continue, but the silence keeps stretching on. Buck knows the other side effect of this level on the Eddie Diaz Drunkenness Scale is heightened distractibility, so he probably noticed a nice color or perhaps a bug. They spent a good twenty minutes hanging out with a grasshopper at Hen and Karen’s wedding towards the end of the night, because it was a lovely shade of green and a funny little guy. Oh god, Buck thinks again. I love this man. I love this man a ridiculous amount and we should absolutely wait to talk about it.

But: “You’re tall and you’re in my house,” Eddie says before Buck can do anything to stop him.

“I’m-” Buck glances around the loft. “Eds, I’m at my place.”

“What?” He sounds so indignant that Buck has to cover his mouth to hold a laugh in. “Why?”

“‘Cause I live here?”

“That’s stupid. You should live with me in my house.”

“Should I?” Buck asks, laugh escaping a little bit. “Also, wait, what does me being tall have to do with it?”

Eddie sighs, long and exasperated. “If you live with me you never have to go home and leave me because you’re already at my house. Your house. If you live with me you never have to go anywhere.”

“Never have to go anywhere?” Buck thinks he’s in shock, maybe, about all of this, but teasing Eddie is something that’s always easy to fall into. “I don’t have a job in this scenario?”

“Well you’d go to work. And other places. But you just come back to me all the time.”

“I’d like to come back to you all the time,” Buck says, choking a little on how simply it explains every ache in him. “Eddie-“

“And you’re tall because… it matters because you’re tall because…” Eddie’s voice is soft, his breathing is soft. Buck wonders where he is in Hen and Karen’s house. In a hallway, tucked away from everyone, the nice light from the stained glass lamp they have there warm on his face? On the back porch, out in the cool night air? Buck wants to tell him to come home, wants to make sure he’s warm. “I never had to look up at anybody before.”

“I’ve got like two inches on you,” Buck replies, but his voice is pretty quiet.

“It’s a big two inches,” Eddie says, just as soft. Then, also quiet but of an entirely different flavor, “That's- Sorry- that's what she said.”

“That's-” Buck snorts. “What-” and then giddy laughter bursts up out of him, baking soda and vinegar, foamy and ticklish. He cackles till he’s breathless, listening to Eddie’s responding chuckles over the line, and sinks down to the floor, back against the kitchen island. “You’re so fucking stupid.”

“I scored better on my certification exams than you.”

“That’s not even true!” Buck protests over Eddie’s continuing laughter. “Only in two categories!”

“Overall percentage was higher!” Eddie reminds him, as he does every time they have this argument.

“Well, I remember building construction and related hazards better than you and that’s written down on official paper somewhere.”

“Not fair,” Eddie says, as he always says. “You- you did- you built those. Unfair advantage.”

“I think you’re overselling the kind of experience I got in a few months working construction like a decade ago.”

“It wasn’t a decade when you took the tests,” Eddie points out. “Whatever. Nevermind. And I don’t want to sound like- you’re good at remembering things. You’re not stupid. I don’t want to sound like you are.”

Buck taps his boot against the sink counter in front of him. “I know. You’re not either.”

“I know,” Eddie says, soft again. “But your hands are big, and… you’ve got stubble sometimes, and…” he trails off into just breathing on the other end of the line for several long moments. “Buck,” Eddie whispers in sleepover voice. “Have you ever kissed a boy before?”

“Yeah,” Buck says, knowing Eddie knows this, but playing along anyway. “I have.”

“What's it like?”

Buck hums, closes his eyes. He thinks about the few guys he’d made out with but never followed home when he got to Los Angeles. Thinks about the room he’d crashed in with Connor in Peru, with it’s one mattress and both their clothes living in suitcases because they were too broke to buy any other furniture. He’s still got a t-shirt for a school he never went to, a few sizes too small. The way they hadn’t shared a room once they were in LA, the girls Connor started seeing. He thinks about John from the ranch who left town the next day. He thinks about high school, Len McGuinty under the bleachers in the summer before senior year, both of them giggling and half terrified and the way they’d pretended to barely know each other when school started back up. Hard jawlines and stubble and muscles and height. Having something, for however long you get to have it. Wanting something, very badly. He opens his eyes and it’s almost a surprise that he’s still in the loft. That he’s not at Eddie’s house. All the time in the world there wouldn’t be enough. “It’s good, Eddie. It feels good.”

“Buck,” Eddie breathes, shivery.

“I want to live in your home all the time, and never have to go anywhere,” Buck says, repeats. “I’ll kiss you, if you want.”

“Buck-”

“I’ll love you, if you want.” Eddie is still drunk, Buck tries to remind himself. But it might actually kill him not to say it out loud when Eddie had said he feels like this all the time. How could he not say he feels like this all the time, too? “I’ll love you back. I love you back. I’ll eat all the spinach quiches for you.”

“Buck,” Eddie says, and Buck doesn’t know what expression is on his face, doesn’t know what look is tied to this tone of voice. Is desperate to find out. Quiet down the line for a few moments. And then: “It’s late.”

Buck pulls his phone away from his ear for a second to check the time. Nearly midnight. “Yeah.” His hands feel clammy. It was too much. They should have waited to talk. Eddie wants out now, and that’s fine. Buck will —somehow, skin of his teeth — find a way to be fine with that.

But: “I want to go home,” Eddie says. “Buck. Come and take me home.”

“And then-”

“And then stay.”

“Okay,” Buck gets to his feet, tosses the half eaten bar in the trash. Eddie’s house has food. His home has things to eat.

��Okay,” Eddie says, confident now, everything decided, everything for sure. “I’ll see you soon.

“Minutes,” Buck says, grabbing his keys, half running to the door. “I’ll be there in minutes.”

“Minutes,” Eddie says back. And Buck can hear his smile.

[ectoberweekofficial]

Ectober Week 2024

🪄 ✨ Welcome to the Ectober Academy where you will spend a week casting spells, making potions, and sharing your conjured enchantments for all to see! ✨🪄

Each day you have a choice between a short charm, or a longer incantation from your spellbook (or perhaps, for the most daring witches, you can combine them both).

Note: The one-word prompts are not limited to artists, and the two sentence prompts are not limited to writers. Both prompts are available to anyone who wants to try them.

The result of your spell can be in the form of a piece of art, a written story, a musical jingle, a tenacious craft, a silly meme, or whatever your heart desires. All content directly related to the Danny Phantom cartoon is acceptable for this magical challenge. Ships, non-ships, crossovers, angst, fluff—so long as it relates to the show, how you choose to represent these prompts is entirely up to you.

When you are satisfied with your creation, you may post it on Tumblr under the tag #ectoberweek2024 so that we may find it and reblog it here!

Happy Ectober! 👻🎃

[art credit goes to @faerynova - check out her blog and look through her cool art!]

Prompts:

October 25

👻 Graveyard Shift

👻 They found the corpse on a Sunday. So why was Danny Fenton still alive?

October 26

👻 Cornered

👻 Desiree makes all your dreams come true. And Nocturne handles the nightmares.

October 27

👻 Ghost Peeler

👻 He tried to stay in control of his ghost half. He really tried.

October 28

👻 Skeleton Key

👻 Tick, tick, tick. The sound was coming from his core.

October 29

👻 Last Rites

👻 They knew it would kill him. They did it on purpose.

October 30

👻 Tarot

👻 Danny had wondered when he would see his clone again. He never wanted it to be like this.

October 31

👻 Ectology

👻 He thought he'd been prepared to take off the mask on the hazmat suit and see what he looked like underneath. He couldn't have been more wrong.

Check out our Post Guidelines for posting your work, and if you have any questions, feel free to shoot us a DM!

[starry-miki]

⭐️ Gift 2 for @sane-omblog ! In participant of @obeymeholidayexchange ⭐️

Prompt! “Purgatory hall squad in matching sweater for Christmas”

(Click for clearer version idk how to fix it ;-;)

💕 I would like to first say thank you to @ephie-om for both helping me with what Simeon would be doing and also “encourage” me to keep this piece and finish it all the way though! And i would also like to thank my sprint squad too; yall help me stay productive and I finally would like to thank @aspiringtrashpanda for the creation of this event, I’ve had a wonderful time meeting so much new people and gaining new moots and seeing my older ones too!! I love y’all so much!!! 💋��🫶💕

Now onto this piece thoughts and comments, other info and bonuses! (Kinda Long?)

After 9 crashes on procreate and hours of labor I would love to present you, your 2nd gift Ne! I decided to go a little all out for this one since I know I wouldn’t have enough time to do the 3rd gift 😔 (more details below)

Frankly I’m surprised it turned out alright, since I completely forgotten how to render more uhhhh more extravagantly?? and the last time I actually fully render was about roughly in May for Ven congrats gift?? So basically this was running on Christmas prayers and hopes and dreams LMAOOOO

⭐️

Cookies! You may notice each cookie looks a bit different, which each character decorated each others cookie!

Simeon did Solomon’s cookie,

Luke did Simeon’s cookie,

Raphael did Luke’s cookie

and you already know which one old man made drew it with my left hand (let’s be honest it’s the best looking cookie and the best looking thing in this entire piece I’m make it as my profile pic)👁️👁️

⭐️

Here is a full view of the piece without the cookies surrounding I forgot to save a non filter version of it but I have some snippets when I was sending it to one of my acquaintances but I guess of only old man and Raphael?? (But Raphael came out so cuteeees 😭💕)

⭐️

So the 3rd prompt details I’ll talk about it on my side account in a new post. I probably have it up some time in the next few days if not def sometime on first week of January, it also got a backstory to it LMAOO

💕 Happy holidays again Ne and I hope you enjoy your presents! And I hope the new year brings you joy and wonderful new things for you!! 🐞💋💕

[murderofsomeone]

LD'03TOBER Day 30: Mold En Mono

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[lexosaurus]

Danny Phantom Side Hoes Week 2024

THE PEOPLE HAVE SPOKEN! After a week of relentless campaigning, voting, of blood, sweat, and tears, here are the TOP VOTED side characters you all wanted to see more of this year!

March 3: Wulf, missed moments March 4: Jazz Fenton, university times March 5: Super Danny (from Identity Crisis), domestic / off duty March 6: Jack Fenton, nostalgic March 7: Dani Phantom, self defense March 8: Nocturn, creation March 9: Cujo, treasure

As you can see from this list, this year's #1 Side Hoe is Cujo! What a good boy! We wish him all the doggy treats this March 2024!

You can make fics, art, music, crossovers, crochet, amvs, memes—really, whatever you want! Just be sure to tag your work with #dp side hoes week 2024 so everyone can find it!

The event runs Sunday, March 3rd to Saturday, March 9th. Have fun!

[Also, HUGE thank you to @stealingyourbones for helping with the event and making the graphics for the calendar! Grab the high res character images here!]

[jeypawlik]

Lupin Advent Calendar Days 9-14

More Advent Calendar prompts from https://lupiniii.club Highly recommend folks look up the French Tradition of King's Cake - it's so fun, and Nova Scotia's Woody The Christmas Tree. You will not be disappointed. [ID: Black and white drawing with halftones. Text: Day 9 Coal Fujiko is in a deep sleep in the foreground as Lupin sneaks in behind her to swap her jewel encrusted necklace with a lump of coal. Lupin: Fujiko you've been naughty this year so I'll just be replacing these jewels. Black and white drawing with halftones. Text: Day 10 Warming Up Lupin and Jigen are snuggled up under a blanket together. Jigen has nodded off to sleep and Lupin is looking at him with a smile and a slight blush on his cheeks. Black and white drawing with halftones. Text: Day 11 Decorating A miniature pine tree is being decorated by four hands coming in from all sides. Lupin is wrapping a pearl necklace around it. Fujiko is putting a big diamond at the top. Jigen has attached wire to a bullet to include. And Goemon is fastening a Japanese fabric charm. Black and white drawing with halftones. Text: Day 13 Traditions Goemon is in the middle of eating his King Cake and a little baby figurine is poking out. Goemon looks startled. Goemon: There's... a baby in my dessert? Lupin, in the background, rushes in with a manic expression while holding a crown for Goemon. King's Cake is a common winter tradition for French folks, I recommend reading into it! Black and white drawing with halftones. Text: Day 14: Change of Plans Jigen is in just his button-up and looking at an electric thermometer. Jigen: Well, that's a fever, Lu. Looks like we'll have to skip our plans to steal Woody The Talking Christmas Tree. oh no.... Lupin is down on the bed with a red face and a wet cloth over his forehead. He's whining loudly. Lupin: AW MAN! /end ID]

[sept-stobin-extravaganza]

Taking place from September 1st to 30th, artists and writers will have the opportunity to share their Stobin creations and works.

There will be no minimum or maximum word count, we just ask that after 1000k you add a 'read more,' to your post. Please rate your works accordingly and use warnings at the top of your post if you believe your content could be triggering to some users. When posting make sure to write the prompt of the day at the top of your post and tag @sept-stobin-extravaganza so your post can be added to the queue. Expect to see a '🍦' commented in the replies of your post, that's when you'll know it's been added to the queue. After receiving a '🍦' in your replies please add your works to the Ao3 Collection. Same goes for artists.

But most importantly, get creative and have fun!

Please no AI.

If you have any questions or concerns please feel free to send a message @sept-stobin-extravaganza or @little-annie

[gummybearstastelikesadness]

Vlads secretary recently quit in the middle of Vladco having a minor business expansion into Gotham and now he needs to hire a new one.

The bats are currently investigating one Vladimir Masters after he started to bring his business into Gotham. They’re very interested in the suspicious nature he acquired his wealth. Maybe it’s time to forge some resumes and bust out some old identities, Tim still has that blonde wig after all.

[goodomenscalendar]

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[alyanetteaugust]

Alyanette August 2024

Alyanette August is just around the corner!! Are you ready?

Be sure to tag me in any work posted and use the tag #alyanette august starting August 1st!

Please don't include any leaks or major spoilers, S5 and specials (Barring the London special) are fine

please add the prompt title in the tags so I can sort through them easier

I won't reblog any NSFW or age-restricted works, but make whatever you'd like!!

Have fun and take it easy!

prompts below

 Coffee shop

 Trust

 Secrets

 Awakening

Kwami-swap

Crown

 Water Balloon Fight

 Unexpected Visitor

 Ghost Stories

  Arcade

  Hot Chocolate

  Reconnection

  Photography/Photograph

  Homework

  Coming Out

  Cottage

  Stargazing

 Flower Picking/Flower Crowns

 painting/crafting

 Mystery

 Modelling

 Ghost-hunting

 Spirits/Demons

 Beach

 Lucky Charm

 Party

 Interview

 Cookies/Baking

 Suspicion

 Aberration

Reveal

If it goes well, a discord server may be made dedicated to Alyanette and Alyanette August Special thanks to @monflures and @what-is-going-on-im-confused for help with the prompt list, and @ninadove for helping tell me how to do this!! You're all wonderful <3

[dearggntlereader]

Nr.16 Huddled close ༻¨ : ·. ｡⋆⍋*｡

Mattheo Riddle x reader CW: none except for not proofread

The Astronomy Tower is quiet, only the quiet whistle of the cold wind accompanying your shared breaths. You and Mattheo sit huddled close on the cold stone floor, the faint sounds of the party still in your ear.

It was too much.

Too loud, too crowded. Too many faces and voices.

Too many people pulling you to dance or drink or laugh or talk with them.

“Bet they think we’re up here snogging,” Mattheo mutters, a teasing smirk tugging at his lips. His breath is warm against your cheek, a stark contrast to the icy air biting at your exposed skin.

The dress you're wearing is flimsy and your jacket is much too light for the weather.

You roll your eyes but don’t pull away from him, a small smile gracing your lips.

“Let them think whatever they want. Better than dealing with them down there,” you mutter, voice low.

You’re freezing, but you’re scared to move closer. His arm is slung over your shoulders, pulling you loosely against his side. His hand, rough and calloused, is tracing lazy patterns on your shoulder.

He’s close but not close enough to help much with the biting cold.

“Cold?” he asks, his voice softer now as if he can read your thoughts. Like he knows how you feel about him and wants to spare your feelings.

Or maybe like he wants to make you feel warm and comforted because he cares about you.

“Freezing,” you admit, teeth chattering even as you try to stop them.

He huffs a laugh, voice unfairly attractive. “Guess I’ll have to do something about that.”

Before you can respond, he’s tugging you even closer, pulling the edges of his coat around both of you. It smells like him, smoke and something warm and woodsy. 

Usually you’d wrinkle your nose at the smell of smoke but something about this doesn’t bother you.

Maybe it’s the fact that the smell is just so him.

“Better?” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper.

You nod, resting your head against his shoulder in a moment of careless bravery. 

“Much.”

You turn to look at the sky, never quite dark at Hogwarts, ignoring the feel of his eyes on you until you can’t.

“You’re staring,” you tease, voice heavy with something deeper, the warmth of his closeness giving away space for hope.

“So?” he replies, his smile turning into another smirk before he takes a labored breath. “Maybe I like looking at you.”

Heat rushes to your cheeks and you look away again, focusing instead on the glistening and twinkling stars above.

It’s quiet again, but it’s not the suffocating stillness of being alone or the uncomfortable silence after a bad joke. It’s the kind of quiet that wraps around you like a thick, warm blanket. The kind that leaves your head empty, calm instead of bustling with thoughts.

Mattheo shifts slightly, leaning his head on yours. “We can stay here as long as you want,” he murmurs.

“Even if we freeze to death?” you quip, glancing at him out of the corner of your eye.

He grins, his usual cockiness tempered by the gentleness in his gaze. “Might be worth it.”

The implications of that leave butterflies in your stomach.

You roll your eyes, but your smile betrays you as you snuggle closer to him.

Somewhere below, the party continues without you, but you don’t mind. You prefer it here, wrapped in Mattheo’s warmth, surrounded by the quiet of the moon and stars.

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AUctober 2024

Happy AUctober! We are very excited to be partnering with @solangelo for the first week of this year's event. (Yes, double-dipping is allowed! If you don't vibe with the prompts listed for days 1-5, check out the alternate prompts on the solangelo 10th anniversary post!) We are also excited to bring back Free Day Fridays, and are introducing Movie Monster Mondays!

Remember to check out our event rules, and be sure to tag @solangeloweek in your post to make sure we see it! All creations will be reblogged to this account, but we can only reblog them if we know they exist!

Prompt calendar under the cut:

Tuesday / 1: Boundaries (alt. prompts from @solangelo: Light / Shade)

Wednesday / 2: Love (alt. prompts from @solangelo: Cure / Precious)

Thursday / 3: Reflection (alt. prompts from @solangelo: Scry / Knowing)

Friday / 4: Confession (alt. prompts from @solangelo: Endure / Insomnia)

Saturday / 5: Rainbow (alt. prompts from @solangelo: Refract / Crystal)

Sunday / 6: Body-swap

Monday / 7: Dracula

Tuesday / 8: Long Distance

Wednesday / 9: Artist

Thursday / 10: Ghosts

Friday / 11: FREE DAY

Saturday / 12: Blind Date

Sunday / 13: Immortal

Monday / 14: Frankenstein

Tuesday / 15: Magic

Wednesday / 16: Exes

Thursday / 17: Clowns

Friday / 18: FREE DAY

Saturday / 19: Shakespeare

Sunday / 20: Athlete

Monday / 21: Jekyll & Hyde

Tuesday / 22: Roommates

Wednesday / 23: College

Thursday / 24: Creatures

Friday / 25: FREE DAY

Saturday / 26: Camp Swap

Sunday / 27: Amnesia

Monday / 28: Slasher

Tuesday / 29: Pumpkin Patch

Wednesday / 30: Reincarnation

Thursday / 31: Halloween / FREE DAY

[ectoberweekofficial]

Ten years ago, the first Ectoberweek took place. It was part of the beginning years of events celebrating the Danny Phantom phandom's creativity through themed, prompted calendars. But from all the events of 2013, ectoberweek stood out. As a fandom about "the ghost kid show," an event prompting spooky fic/art around Halloween was simply a no-brainer.

Although many events have come and gone throughout the past decade, Ectoberweek has carried on. And now, we are happy to present the Ectoberweek 2023 Calendar to all of you!

Similar to last year, this calendar provides two prompt options for each day: a one word prompt, and a two sentence horror story. You can choose to base your creations off one or both prompts each day.

(Note: The one-word prompts are not limited to artists, and the two sentence prompts are not limited to writers. Both prompts are available to anyone who wants to try them.)

All content directly related to the Danny Phantom cartoon is acceptable for this challenge. Ships, non-ships, crossovers, angst, fluff, classic art, digital art—so long as it relates to the show, how you choose to represent these prompts is entirely up to you.

Tag your work with #ectoberweek2023 so we can all see it. Happy ten years, and we cannot wait to see all the amazing directions you all will take these prompts!

✨ Art credit for this year's calendar goes to @duchi-nesten. Thank you SO MUCH for this lovely calendar! And the Cujo, who is adorable as always! ✨

All Prompts Written Out:

25: Will-o'-wisps It finally sunk in for Jack and Maddie: no matter how alive he seemed, Danny was actually dead. So they buried him.

26: Cults Students start to go missing. At the same time, the Guys in White go quiet.

27: Circus Gothica Blood blossoms weren't named for their blood red color. They were named for the liquid they fed on.

28: Possession It's not an obsession if he can keep it under control. Right?

29: Masquerade "Would you like to know how much time you have left?" Clockwork asked. The endless ticking in the lair had never sounded so ominous.

30: Ecto-acne “Everything that happens twice will surely happen a third time.” Danny doesn’t look forward to his third time getting dissected.

31: Ten Years It had been a decade since anyone last lived at Fenton Works. Or so people thought.

Bonus Prompt: Make a sequel to one of your own works, or create a fic/art piece to accompany an older fic/art from someone else!