#you cant slow his ass down to try and push up danny

[babygirlcowboy]

Daniel shut up challenge level: impossible

[redrobin-detective]

thoughts on halfas I guess

Vlad Due to the nature of his accident, Vlad took a long time to come into his powers and really isn’t all that powerful at a basic level. What he has going for him is a stable human form and lots of time/training. Vlad stated that he spent “years” in the hospital from his ectoacne. I submit that he didn’t become half-ghost right away, instead sweating and suffering through ectoplasm contamination for like 2-3 years as it very slowly converted and eventually stabilized him as a halfa. Like going through that alone? Your friends not visiting you and going off and getting married without you? No wonder he’s bitter. His ghostly obsession is with control and power after going years without it. He actually generally forgot about the Fentons for a long time, very out of sight, out of mind. Only when he got the notice about the reunion did his obsession with latched onto them, determined to rewrite past wrongs and have power over those who hurt him (maddie as his forced lover and jack dead). This desire mostly switched over to controlling danny once he knew about him.

It took him a long while to get a grip on his powers once he stabilized, even simple ghostly tricks took a while to master. His desire to master them was helped/contributed to his obsession with power and control. Even the most basic of ghostly abilities took Vlad months if not years to get a handle on. It was also a struggle bc there really wasn’t any ghosts he could ask. Not just because of his pride being unwilling to ask for help (tho that did play a part) but also without a stable portal there’s not much access to the Zone/ghosts in general. He had to rely on natural portals opening and then somehow find his way back. He once got lost and was gone for 7 months real time. On the flipside, as a consequence of his powers building slowly with minimal ecto-contamination, Vlad is a very stable halfa. It would take a lot to kill him from either human or ghostly threats. His fire core is strong, steady but it never burns hot enough to hurt him. He constantly feels feverish (100-102F/38-39C) but its never enough to actively be a threat to his living body.

Danny Oh boy, where do I start with Danno? I stated above that Vlad took a long time with his powers and is a moderately powerful but stable halfa? Danny is the exact opposite. Homeboy but his ass deep-fried in ectoplasm, an intense jolt that immediately bonded ectoplasm to him skipping the majority of the ecto-contamination period Vlad suffered through while also ‘charging’ him. While it still took time to gain control of his powers, he had the power and ability to use them straight away. Vlad was secretly shocked to learn Danny had only had his powers a few months when they met. It took him years to reach that level of power/proficiency. He is, at his baseline, an incredibly powerful ghost both because of his halfa status but by the nature of how he got his powers. Like in a year he defeated ghosts far older and more experienced than him. It scares a lot of them though they won’t admit to it. 

Vlad especially is worried that Danny is a shooting star, burning so brightly early on that he’ll burn and fade quickly. That future is very possible if he keeps pushing his powers as hard as he does throughout the series. If he doesn’t start slowing down by the time he finishes his adolescence then his human half will just give out. All that is basically a roundabout way of saying that Danny, as compared to Vlad, is a very unstable halfa. Too much power, relatively weak human body that cant quite contain all the energy while under constant stress. He’s more powerful naturally but he walks a very fine line, if he leans too far into one of his halves (overexerting himself as Fenton or Phantom) he could destabilize. It’s one reason that Vlad’s Danny clones had a hard time surviving, his ectosignature is incredibly tenuous and unstable and can only maintain under very certain circumstances.

Danny’s instability is both improved and worsened by the maturation of his ice core. On the one hand, it helps stabilize his ghost form by concentrating his ectoenergy within his body. It gives him greater control of his powers meaning he doesn’t have to exert himself quite so much. On the other hand, the natural consequences of his ice core really are stressful to Dan’s human body. While his body was completely changed and adapted to being made half-ghost it still has human needs and thus can’t be, like, completely frozen. Danny’s body is constantly at war with itself, Phantom trying to cool the body down to subzero temperatures for the health of its core while Fenton tries to keep the body somewhat warm for basic human purposes. He levels out somewhere around 93-95F/34-35C which is still hypothermic for normal people but he tolerates it. As Phantom, when he’s using his ice, there’s a mental thermometer in his head telling him when he needs to stop and warm up a bit. A bad fever or intense heat would be deadly to him as well. Basically Danny needs to learn to self regulate his powers, to not overuse them and respect his physical limits or he won’t make it to adulthood.

Danielle So Dani, taking cues from the sections above to talk about her. Gonna start by straight up saying that Dani isn’t human or really technically alive in a traditional sense. She is, however, a new type of ghost that closely mimics life. She has the advantage of having a true consciousness like a human, an ability to think and change outside of obsession and while she does ‘breathe’, ‘sleep’ and ‘eat’ her body doesn’t truly require it if it comes down to it. Downside is she isn’t like really alive alive and doesn’t have a real living body which makes her more prone to destabilizing (this will be an issue her whole life, the Fentons are constantly giving her injections and such to keep her together) and also doesn’t have human advantages like a living body to stabilize her or the ability to phase through ghost objects.

I spent a good long while saying that Danny himself is unstable and all of Vlad’s clones destabilized because of it. So what made Danielle different? Vlad combined some of his own core to hers in an experimental attempt to stop his clones from melting at the drop of a hat. It worked as Dani was the most stable of all the others but Vlad could sense his own energy in her, knew her core was not a true copy of Danny’s so he ceased that line of experimentation. As Dani develops and matures, more bits of Vlad pop up in her. She wakes up with fangs one day, sometimes Vlad’s control/power obsession bleeds into her and she develops a fire core, like him. Her core really upsets her, thinking she’s like him. Danny helps her work through it, saying her core doesn’t define her, that she’s not Vlad or Danny but her own person. They make a deadly combo, the fire and ice Phantom cousins, his hair misting like freshly fallen snow while hers crackles like a flame. They just gotta watch that they don’t freeze/overheat the other.

[imacrowcawcaw]

Ch. 3 of Skin on Skin, Hearts Laid Bare: Sign Here For A Lifetime Supply of Love (Sanny)

Summary (of Whole Series): They started off cuddling as a necessity in chilly tents and cramped car rides, but it eventually became something much, much more Sam finds that there isn't a safer place in the world, no where else he'd rather be, than when he's wrapped up in his best friend's strong, caring arms. And Danny, he just can't get enough of the feeling of Sam's silky smooth skin spread out underneath his hands. A chronicle of Samuel Kiszka and Daniel Wagner's budding love.

Author (As known on Various sites): Lady Lover- Rockfic, Luluthechoosingcrow - AO3, theladylovingcrow - Deviantart and Wattpad, @sammy_bluebells - Instagram, @imacrowcawcaw - main Tumblr, @theladylovingcrow - writing/art Tumblr, @insannywestan - Sanny shipping Tumblr

Fandom: Greta Van Fleet

Pairing: Sam Kiszka/Danny Wagner

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Summary of Chapter 3: "A bird whistled, and Danny mimicked the sound, making Sam look at him with what could only be described as dripping affection. It ran down their bodies, flowing over the knot of their hands and falling in small splashes along the path as they walked, leaving a trail of love like Hansel and Gretel. They came to the waterfall, and Danny turned his head to face Sam, love clear in his eyes. His lids fluttered shut and his lips puckered as he leaned in for a kiss, gathering Sam closer to him."

Length: about 3.2k

Warnings/Tags: cuddling, kissing, fluff, attempted humor, swimming, nature boys, dreams, romance, flirting, soulmates

Author's Notes: My lovely dear @satans-helper , I am SO grateful that you take the time out of your day to go over my writing to give me all of the wonderful feedback that you do. It really does improve it a lot, and, of course, your reactions and encouragement make me feel so warm inside.

@rogers-wristbands you said they go swimming, I say yes! I hope you like this, thank you so much for the suggestion :) I'm also gonna tag @lazingonsunday @mercuryyrising @mountainofthesunn @oblvions @karrotkate @lantern-inthenight @okietrish @bigthighsandstupidguys because I'm pretty sure y'all will be happy to see this? As far as I can tell y'all like Sanny so I'm taking a wild guess and tagging ya

Inspired in part by @satans-helper / thelazarus 's No One Else (ah-mazing), then of course it took another direction because I don't be about that copying. Also, they just belong in nature. Happy hippy boys are lover boys

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"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. *What do I do? I swim, I love to swiiiimmmm!*"

"DANNY. If you don't- fuck, pleugh!" Sam paused, choking on water. "If you don't fucking stop I will drown you!"

"But you have to keep swimming, Sammy! *You're* gonna drown if you don't. Unless you want me to carry you?" Danny asked. He was in a ridiculously good mood, and, being so energetic and happy to be in the water, had forgotten that Sam wasn't quite as strong as he was, nor did he possess as much stamina. His best friend was, frankly, exhausted.

"No! This was my idea, I don't need you to carry me!"

And Sam was a little testy, too. As much as he loved seeing Danny's muscles working in the water - or, better yet, feel them pick him up like he weighed nothing - the fact that Danny was just so fast and wouldn't slow down for Sam had him on edge. He'd been chasing tail for an hour, but it kept running away!

"Just, slow down a bit!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tire you out so much, I was just having fun."

"It's alright," Sam sighed, now calmed down in the cradle of Danny's thick arms. "I'm glad you're enjoying myself, just let me have some fun too."

"Oh? What kind of fun do you want to have?" Danny questioned, slowly moving them closer to the shallows of the lake.

"I want to go hike up to the waterfall, but, later. Right now, I just want to float while you hold me."

"We can do that," Danny said softly. He anchored his feet in the sand bank, letting Sam rest his head on his shoulder in the neck deep water. Their arms were wound around each other, Sam's legs floating up to the left as Danny held onto him.

Nature immersed them in her soundtrack: birds twittering, leaves rustling, insects humming, and the breeze lapping gentle waves onto the shore. All was at peace, with the world and in their hearts.

Sam's eyelashes fluttered, his eyes closed to face the warm August sunshine. Danny watched him, observing the slight shadows playing over his face as a cloud passed overhead. Sam's lips parted, and Danny was nearly certain that he was going to start snoring - he hadn't moved in nearly 20 minutes - when Sam spoke.

"Is this what heaven feels like?"

Danny hummed. "I don't know, Sammy. No one knows what heaven will be like, if there is one at all, until we get there."

"I hope we go together," Sam said, sitting up slightly in the water. Danny caught him when the movement nearly pitched him under, grabbing the silky skin over Sam's ribs with his hands to steady him.

"I don't want to live without you, but I don't want to be dead without you, either. It wouldn't be heaven if you weren't there," Sam continued.

"I'll be there," Danny promised, pressing their foreheads together. He didn't know what that would entail, or when it would happen, but he and Sam were going out together, he knew it in his soul like he knew Sam was his soul-mate.

"We just made a death pact," Sam giggled, switching from somber to giggly Sammy like that. It always amazed Danny how quickly Sam could process and move on, his genius brain working at twice the speed of anyone around them, it seemed. And yet, Sam never left him behind, never made him feel left out; quite the opposite, Danny was often at the center of Sam's world, a warm fact he'd come to accept after hearing it so many times from Sam's mouth itself.

"Should we kiss on it?" Danny asked, laughing, too. "You know, to seal the deal?"

"Protect the pact from attack?"

"Give our engagement a worthwhile entanglement?"

"Save the loot from the boot?"

"Okay, that last one didn't make any sense!"

"Well, neither did yours!" Sam retorted. "'Give our engagement a worthwhile entanglement'? What the heck does that even mean?"

"It means we're gonna kiss to finalize the agreement, silly!"

Sam's mouth was a pretty little 'O'. Danny leaned in and gave it the barest of pecks, pulling back quickly and flushing dull red in the sunlight.

"Oh, c'mon! That wasn't a kiss! Where's my entanglement?" Sam laughed, surprise knocked out of him.

"Well, if you say so..." Danny trailed off, moving in close again.

"I do," Sam breathed against his lips, both hands holding Danny's head steady.

Danny had one hand on the small of his back, pressing Sam into himself, and the other gripping his right thigh, hoisting Sam up effortlessly in the water to wrap his legs around him.

Sam's lower lip made contact with Danny's as he jumped up, both of them freezing at the extensive contact of cool, moist skin below the water and still warm mouths above it.

Their lips slid, Sam to the left and Danny to the right, until they were locked in a sweet embrace. Slick warmth, comfort, and faintly barbeque flavored saliva was passed between them as they slowly kissed; no tongue, but soft, wet, open mouth presses that left no doubt in either's mind the strength of the bond they had curated over a lifetime, til death do them part.

"This is, like, one of those memorable scrapbook moments, ya know?" Sam said, pulling back after a minute. "Our first kiss in our favorite lake, just the two of us out on a perfect day."

Danny quirked his brow. "This isn't our first kiss, dude," he huffed, though he was amused.

"What? Yes it is. I'd have remembered if we kissed before, I'm pretty fucking sure."

"Don't you remember that one time you went to kiss my cheek and you planted one right on me?"

"That doesn't count! It's gotta be intentional, this was our first kiss with *intention*."

"Okay, okay, sure."

Sam splashed a little bit of water at him, getting the clear droplets in Danny's hair. Danny yanked - gently - on Sam's own tresses, nearly pulling his head backwards underwater but letting up early enough to make it clear he was joking.

"So, how was your first kiss with a guy?" Sam asked, grinning.

"This wasn't my first kiss with a guy."

"Again, I call bullshit! You've never kissed a guy, I know this for a fact."

"Uh, hello? Do you not remember when Josh tried to make out with me at that New Years party?"

"Also doesn't count," Sam snorted. "He was macking on everybody, hell, he even kissed Jake out in the open after he had all those shots. And, key word 'trying'. You pushed him away before your lips really touched."

"When did you become such an expert on kissing?" Danny asked, amused.

Sam brought their heads together again, like he was telling a little secret. He stroked Danny's face and whispered in his ear, "Puberty."

They both cracked up, clinging to each other in the water. Despite having just made out for the first time - and having that rock their world so much it made them sane - nothing was going to stop Sam and Danny from being Sam and Danny, resident-best-friend-goofballs.

Sam kept snickering, still sitting on Danny's canted hips with arms wrapped around each other. He wiggled in surprise when Danny put a hand on his ass, squeezing it through the thin fabric of his mini shorts.

"I think we should do the hike naked."

"I think that's a great way to get a bug bite on your dick. When we get to the waterfall, though, we can go skinny dipping."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Danny asked, turning and running to the shore as swiftly as the water would allow him with Sam still in his arms, his former hyperactiveness renewed.

Sam jumped down before he could be tossed onto the sand by Danny's over-eager legs tripping up. He rung out what water he could from his hair, putting it up in a bun and them helping Danny gather his own at the back of his head. He stooped down to pick up his bag and sunglasses, thwarting the anticipated ass smack with a sudden somersault.

Danny stared down at Sam lying on the sand, arm still raised in the air where Sam's ass had been moments ago. He raised a brow in slight apology, helping Sam get back up with an offered hand.

"Sorry, I didn't think you'd object so much."

"What, now that we've kissed once you think you have free reign to treat me like your bitch?" Sam asked, though he was obviously teasing.

"No, I would never. You've never minded before, though."

"Well, things have changed, haven't they?"

"I'm not sure."

It didn't feel like it. They were still themselves, and not looking any different to the other; perhaps only their eyes were now open to more ways to mess around with each other.

"I can't believe we kissed. Like, we were actually making out for a whole minute!" Sam said, a little awed. He had been, perhaps, covering for his shock with some extra sassiness.

"I know, me either," Danny breathed.

They both gaped and giggled like loons, not sure what to make of that reality. Like Sam had said, it was definitely memorable.

"Alright, let's get going before it gets too chilly to swim again."

Sam nodded and fell into step next to Danny, heading towards the North-bound trail to the waterfall that fed into the lake. Their wet feet were coated in the sand, dirt, and mud, making the brown of their Birkenstocks even browner.

Danny caught Sam's hand, swinging it as they made their way through the trees, leaves obscuring the lake except for occasional shimmering glimpses.

A bird whistled, and Danny mimicked the sound, making Sam look at him with what could only be described as dripping affection. It ran down their bodies, flowing over the knot of their hands and falling in small splashes along the path as they walked, leaving a trail of love like Hansel and Gretel.

They had to unlace their fingers to climb up the boulder at the end of the journey, using all four hands, and feet, too, to boost themselves up and over it. On the other side, roaring loud enough to drown out the birdsong that Danny had joined in on, was the waterfall.

Sam immediately ran down the shining, wet rock towards the river's edge, Danny following along more cautiously behind him, finding a spot to set their stuff down. First the bags went, then the shoes, and finally the swim trunks were pulled down and they were bared to the world.

Turning to grin at him, Sam stood in all his glowing, glorious nudity, backed by the mists of the waterfall behind him. Danny stepped forward, catching him around the waist.

Sam's lashes fluttered, his mouth pouting and seeming to draw Danny in. His hands landed on Danny's strong shoulders, feeling the hot shift of muscle beneath as Danny brought them close.

The fronts of their thighs were touching, spreading an electricity made even more volatile by the water still dotting their skin. Sam leaned forward, putting them belly to belly, chest to chest, groin to groin.

"Do you want me to carry you, now?" Danny murmered, dark eyes locked right below Sam's clavicle, as if he could actually see his beating heart. He had a crazed need, sometimes, to just hold Sam, to lift him up and away from others so that he could be all Danny's; Sam never minded.

Sam didn't respond, simply walked himself backwards slowly, carefully, with Danny following along, to the edge of the rock. The boulder was a cracked off part of the cliffside that the water ran over, raised higher as if it was nature's intention to be the diving rock all teenagers saw it as.

They locked eyes, counted to three, and jumped together into the deepest pocket of the water. Danny surfaced, gasping a little at the shock of ice melt cold - even though it was August - and Sam came up a second later. They swam with fierce, determined kicks towards the pebbled shore further on from the boulder, fighting hard against the sucking current from the waterfall.

"Whew, man, I always forget how cold it is up here."

Sam nodded, immediately wrapping himself around Danny in the shin deep water and holding to him - and his body heat - tight. Danny grabbed him right back, sitting on the rocks with Sam in between his legs, both lying halfway in the stream.

"I'm always worried that we'll be too shocked with how cold it is to swim well enough and fast enough to get back to shore," Sam said, a shiver racking his body to make his point.

"But we always do, and I'd never leave you behind. C'mon, let's see if there's any crawfish."

"What?" Sam laughed, getting up and wading back into the river. "Why do you want crawfish? We literally just had lunch like two hours ago, and besides, there's no pot or seasonings to cook them in even if we do start a fire."

"I don't want to eat them, I just wanna see if they're still here. Do you remember when we came up - I think it was ninth grade - and we all spent hours diving for our dinner? That was so fun!"

"Oh, yeah! And Jake got pinched in the nips cause he was messing around with one of them!"

"I'll pinch your nips!" Danny yelled, grabbing Sam and rolling them deeper into the water. He made pinchy fingers at Sam's chest, grazing his nipples and making him laugh at the ticklish sensation.

"Yeah, well, I'll mess around with YOU!" Sam retorted, cackling like a stoned hyena. He really did have a funny laugh, Danny knew, but it seemed to make him even more awesome: the fact that he was so perfect, and yet still human.

Sam flung his arms around Danny's neck, letting himself be carried in the water once again. They came to standing on one of the shallower rock banks in the middle of the stream, watching the waters rush over the boulders and tumble down below into the next stretch of river.

Danny turned his head to face Sam, love clear in his eyes. His lids fluttered shut and his lips puckered as he leaned in for a kiss, gathering Sam closer to him.

Sam was ready to recieve it when, suddenly, those eyes bulged open, black and beady. The hands on Sam's back felt sharper, all made of nail and bone.

"Sam. SAM!"

He stirred, still futilely trying to push away the creature that had taken over his love.

"Sammy, c'mon baby. It's alright, I'm not trying to hurt you. It's just me! Sam, wake up!"

Opening his eyes, Sam saw Danny - regular, hazel eyed Danny with his large, soft hands holding his face - next to him, looking both concerned and amused.

Danny smiled at him, softly stroking over his hair. "Hey, you were having a nightmare, something about lobsters. Is everything alright?"

Sam breathed a sigh of relief he hadn't realized he'd been holding, chuckling tiredly at the end.

"Yeah, yeah I'm okay. Man, that was such a weird dream! You ever have those ones where it's, like, exactly what you did the day before, except one or two things are off and you don't even notice it at first?"

Danny nodded, looking at him intently, curious to hear more.

"Well, it was basically what we did yesterday: we were swimming in the lake, I got super tired chasing you so you held me, we hiked up to the waterfall, and then we swam there, too. The thing was, we kissed! Like, we were making out in the middle of the fucking lake, and at the river, too!"

"Woah, really?" Danny laughed. "How was it?"

"Pretty good," Sam admitted, blushing but looking Danny straight in the eyes. They had stopped hiding that affection what felt like eons ago, though really the shift had been gradual.

"So that explains the wood poking me," Sam smacked Danny's shoulder gently, though he couldn't deny that he was hard after his bout of Danny-kissing-REM. "But, what about the lobsters? Why were you scared, you love lobster! Were they trying to get back at you for eating them?" Danny giggled.

"They'll never get me, I'm higher up on the food chain! And it was crawfish, not lobsters: You turned into a crabby-monster thing and tried to eat my face." Danny chuckled, snuggling up to Sam as they swayed gently in the breeze blown hammock.

"Was this after I had sucked your face?"

"Yeah, the second time- wait, no, we actually only kissed in the lake, then you were about to go for it again when you went all rock lobster on me. I guess it kinda changed our conversations too, though, because we kept talking about it. I wonder why that suddenly turned into a bad dream, I was really enjoying it."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, it was nice. It was when you were holding me in the water, and we made that pact. Except, in my dream, we did actually kiss on it, and then almost again at the waterfall. But, other than that stuff, I guess it was pretty much the same."

"Interesting. Did we still hold hands, and jump in together, and all that?" Danny asked. Sam knew it was really the 'Were we flirting like we really do make out?' that Danny was too scared to outright ask.

"Yep, it actually kinda made more sense in the context of the dream. Like, we haven't kissed yet after all this time!"

Danny nodded, looking contemplative. He inched his head closer and planted a peck on Sam's forehead, then his temple, moving along the trail of his cheekbone to his nose and down around to his jaw again.

Sam put more pressure on the hand on Danny's chest, feeling on either side of it where their bare skin rubbed on each other. He felt Danny's heart beat in tandem with his own, pumping the same flow of life through both of them - no matter their parentage.

They laid there wrapped up in the hammock on the front deck of the lake house they rented every summer, enjoying the lazy day. He closed his eyes again, relaxing now that Danny was holding him and protecting him.

Sam smiled when he felt another kiss being planted on his cheek, just an inch shy of his mouth. He turned and rubbed his nose against Danny's stubble, murmuring something about waterfalls that Danny couldn't quite decipher.

They let the gentle motion of the wind funneled through the mountain valleys rock them back to sleep, snoring together in the afternoon sunlight. Whether in sleep or death or and waking, their love bound them together. Nothing could ever separate them; them they were one eternal being. All that was left was an intentional kiss to seal the deal.