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minty364 · 2 months
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DPXDC Prompt #142 Part 2
His parents had spent years working on their portal, to the point where they were neglecting their own children. Danny didn’t know any better, neither did Jazz. To them it was just how their family ran and for the most part it worked for them. It allowed Danny to really study space and the Stars. His room was covered with different ship models on the shelves, glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and posters on the walls.
Jazz had similarly explored her own thoughts and topics as she studied Psychology. Her room was more feminine but still had a certain scientific decorum to it.  
He never thought that he’d suddenly be ripped from all the things he loved. But here he was with the trench coat man, instead of taking some biology class or something.
“What happened with the portal?” Danny asked.
The man took a long sigh, “listen… quite a lot of shit went down after your accident.” 
“That tells me nothing,” Danny glared at the man.
“I get your upset kid, but let me at least know your name. Mine's John Constantine,” 
“…Danny,” Danny muttered after a moment. He wasn’t sure he trusted the man but he guessed he had no choice. He was also noticing he felt a bit off, it was the weirdest gut feeling and Danny was having trouble telling exactly what the feeling was. It was like the feeling was telling him to trust John, although at the same time John had this weird feeling about him that had Danny feeling weary. He decided to trust John just a little, hopefully it got him back home, after a moment Danny spoke again, “…Can you at least tell me if the portal worked?”
The room was silent for a moment and then John spoke “Alright, fine, I’ll tell you what happened but some background first, do you know who the ancients are?” 
The name didn’t sound familiar, “Ancients? Like Ancient Aliens or something?” 
“No, no…” John took a swig from a flask in his pocket and then started fiddled with an unlit cigarette he pulled from a different pocket. He then looked Danny up and down, “You don’t know the first thing about the infinite realms do you?”
“The what?” None of this was making any sense and the more Danny talked to this guy the more he was getting a feeling of dread in the pit of his stomach. Something about this conversation felt wrong, like Danny should know all of this already but he just didn’t. 
“Right well… I guess the easiest way to explain this is the portal your parents made was to the infinite realms.” John said, putting the cigarette in his mouth.
“My parents called it the Ghost Zone.” Danny muttered.
John seemed to chuckle at that, “I mean it is mainly inhabited by ghosts, however they aren’t the only ones, far from it in fact. I’m sorry but… I couldn’t allow your parents unlimited access to the realms. I had to disable it and prevent it from being reactivated.”
Danny felt a little disheartened after hearing that, he guessed John was probably right though. He remembered hearing his parents talk about how they’d dissect every ghost they found to study them. The bully’s at his school often bullied Danny over it especially after his dad and mom would continually embarrass him on parent teacher nights and on field trips.
Danny let out a small sigh, “so when can I go home?”
John looked a little surprised, his eyebrow quirked up, “so you're unaware of your situation right now?”
“Situation?” Danny trailed off, he remembered getting shocked and then he remembered waking up here, “where are we?”
John let out another sigh, “shit, well from my research you're supposed to know everything about your powers when you wake up.”
This made no sense to Danny, powers? Danny didn’t have powers, he didn't have the meta-gene.
“Powers? I don’t have the meta-gene. I think you have the wrong person.” Danny stated as he folded his arms in front of himself.
“Then how are you floating?” John asked with a smirk.
Danny looked down and he indeed was floating just an inch off the bed, he wondered when that started but the feeling threw him off a little as he stumbled a little trying to keep himself upright. It didn’t work and he fell back down on the bed with a little thud. He turned to see John watching him with a small hint of amusement in his eyes. 
“What am I?” Danny asked, his voice small and a little panicked.
“You, Danny Fenton, are an Ancient. I know the term makes it seem like you're old but the term is more because your people are ancient in age.” The explanation made no sense to Danny but he could somehow float now. He thought the term ‘Ancient’ was a little much for some floating powers.
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fowlblue · 1 month
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hail to the king, baby
(i love this terrible man)
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MOONY
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zarpasuave · 3 months
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🤓💜Daydreaming
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misslovasstuff · 15 days
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So do all women see Sanji with his pulled up sleeves exposing his forearms, beautiful tender fingers holding amidst his cigarette that briefly touches the in-between his lips, they see his blue orbs sunk in his rested eyes, his somewhat long blond hair and that amazing drip of his always fully on suit (extra points if he’s wearing gloves) AND they don’t go absolutely insane?
ok let’s that this slide but addition to all these, some of them get to know his gentle nature, witness his radiating and genuine smile, bad classic boy aesthetic but you talk to him and he’s an absolute sweetheart? Now what excuse do they have for not falling in love?
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josephtrohman · 4 months
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how in 20+ years of consistently wearing hats, many of them baseball/trucker hats, has patrick never been photographed (to my knowledge at least) wearing one backwards. does he know the kinds of things that would do to people with terrible taste (me). like please throw a dog a bone already
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fieldsofbone · 4 days
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i’m turning 28 in june and besties. can i be honest. i have this sense of anxiety and foreboding as i near 30. i love my birthdays and genuinely see aging as a privilege and i think every year that i’m older i feel so much more myself and you couldn’t pay me enough to be 21 again, and i don’t even think that 30 is old! i actually think that, holding the emotional progress i’ve made these past few years constant, i’m going to thrive at 30! i have this idealized image of myself at that age and i am truly looking forward to it! and i do think some of these feelings can be attributed to the fact that my 20s are the first decade of my “adult life” and so i have nothing to compare it to — much in the way that turning 14 felt monumental and terrifying because it signified this arbitrary “transition” — but regardless of all of my cognitive recognitions i cannot seem to shake this feeling.
and i feel so conflicted about it for all the aforementioned reasons, but also because i fundamentally think our anti-aging culture is goofy and ludicrous and pernicious but i am also a member of the dominant culture so even with my beliefs and even as much as i know the anti-aging programming i am inundated with is horseshit meant to make me buy shit, i still feel it! i am still susceptible! and i will be fully honest that some of my fears / anxieties are vain or superficial. like i can admit that some of my thoughts are in the vein of “will i still be considered pretty as i age” which, again! i recognize as probably sounding insane or frivolous to people, but it is in my brain nonetheless. anyway i don’t know the point of sharing this on tumblr instead of journaling it but maybe i’m hoping that someone else understands this and i am not donkey kong king kong crazy
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transmasccofee · 7 months
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Ngl I’m tempted to animate something from that one canon au where Kusuo dies with this cover
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zukkaart · 7 months
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Hear me out…. Hakoda and Piandao
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tenjikyu · 21 days
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I’ve spent the last two days thinking about nothing but fyodor.
He haunts my dreams and I sometimes pretend he’s sitting next to me playing his lil instrument.
He’s intoxicating my mind and I fear someday he will completely overtake my mind
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This is very much a SFW blog but I have some interesting things to speak about this man.
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This image has been engraved into my memory.
I am no longer human.
I am simply a living blob dedicated to serving Fyodor Dostoevsky.
I would gladly bend over and be his chair.
The way I would let him ride my ginormous di-
I need to stop here bro this is a PG13 blog 😒
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Ok, wtaf. Jayme from the Sparrow Academy just walked past my office.
A small indie directed by Cazzie David, aka Ms. Jayme Hargreeves herself, is filming here. My jaw dropped. She saw it drop, and paused. I gushed all over her, and turns out that apparently she’s never been stopped on the street because of tua before. I’m literally the first person. I was too busy declaring how awesome I am to remember that every time I hear the word perv, I hear it in her voice.
I think she would have liked to know that.
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Cazzie David: Much friendlier irl.
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maceofpentacles · 5 months
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i hate big skincare just as much as the rest of you but sometimes the minimalist packaging and the placebo effect hits HARD in the tj maxx/marshalls skincare aisle
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emmedoesntdomath · 11 months
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i love it when jeremy jordan
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kenna and i have such a special friendship because truly who else would i thirst over ross lynch with
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c-nan · 5 months
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genuinely don’t know how calling out genocide that’s happening very clearly in front of us is antisemitic. just because the idf is doing it doesn’t make it right. isn’t it more antisemitic to turn a blind eye? to deny it? what happened to never again? does that not apply to palestinians/muslims too? they’re people. what makes them so unworthy of food, water, life? what’s going on, why are so many people on the wrong side of history? how can anyone see tens of thousands of men, women, children dying and believe it’s justified? does there heart not fucking break with every video of people piled under rubble? stuffed in bags? kids without parents? parents mourning their dead children who didn’t even have a chance to fully live their life? i’m sick to my stomach every single fucking day. how can anyone watch videos of idf soilders laughing at bombs going off in gaza, or cheering as israeli flags are flown over the rubble of someones home without realizing this isn’t fucking self defense. this isn’t “fighting for the hostages” nor protecting their people. this is actual fucking genocide and ethnic cleansing and murder. the idf are the terrorists. the idf are the ones killing without mercy, bombing day and night. what’s so antisemitic about condemning this? what’s so antisemitic about pointing this out for what it is:
genocide.
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hunterontheedge · 6 months
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