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q-gorgeous · 3 hours ago
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nicolai technus from danny phantom is a whore!
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q-gorgeous · 3 hours ago
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q-gorgeous · 4 hours ago
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sick of hearing about "healing crystals" that "cleanse your mind and body of negative energy" i want to know which rocks can hurt you and fuck up your vibe so bad
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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1am cringe hours 😁
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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once i figure out how to hold a conversation, it’s friendship for you bitches
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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I am in the lab sipping test tube substances and critiquing them like fine wine
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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-Um, It’s… casual Friday?
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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today’s tuesday
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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“Louis was used to getting up for his morning walk at 10. Schedule changed and morning walk time is now 6am. He was not emotionally prepared for this.”
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q-gorgeous · 5 hours ago
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Korra and Asami only held hands because Nickelodeon wouldn’t let them do more.  Nick infamously cancelled Korra and put out the rest of season 4 as a webseries only.
Marceline and Princess Bubblegum only kiss in the very final episode because Cartoon Network wouldn’t let them do more.  There are a ton of interviews with Pendelton and with the voice actresses where they talk about the CN censorship.
Steven Universe got as far as it did because Rebecca Sugar fought tooth and nail, and risked the show getting cancelled (which it did in many countries, if not heavily censored), because Cartoon Network wouldn’t let her.  Ruby was often dubbed over with a male voice, and Pearl/Rose interactions were completely cut.
She-Ra managed to do it largely because it was specifically on Netflix only, and even then, Noelle has said they had to build 4 seasons of storyline very subtly around it so they had enough ammo to convince the execs that Catradora was the only logical conclusion to this show they had already aired.  She didn’t just go in on Day 1 and make it gay; she had to plan many years in advance for how to set up her argument.  Her argument, y’all.
And now we have The Owl House.  Which is an absolutely wonderful show.  And it’s so amazing that we actually get to see queer characters get the kind of representation that so many straight characters get.  And it’s amazing we get to see the romance build up, instead of just a quick peck in the series finale!
Let’s not forget that in the US, it was illegal for gay people to get married until 2015.  Korra aired in 2012.  In Texas, it was a punishable felony to even be gay until the mid-90s.  No, literally.  Just being gay was an arrestable offense here in Texas until 1993.  We have come a really long way in 20 years!
But don’t fucking dare disrespect any of these other shows by saying they didn’t try, or that their representation didn’t matter.  The Owl House is standing on the shoulders of giants.  Lumity is only where it is because Korrasami and Bubbline helped get them there.
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q-gorgeous · 6 hours ago
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Obsession
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Maddie wouldn’t call herself obsessed. 
She was a dedicated scientist. The top in her field. Almost the only in her field, but no one was near where she and Jack were at. It wasn’t obsession. She was a scientist. 
So what if sometimes she forgot dinner. If she would go days without sleeping. She couldn’t say that those habits disappeared when she had children either. She just got very into the zone when she was working in the lab that when her hungry children knocked on the basement door it startled her, making her reach for the weapon at her side. 
But she wasn’t obsessed. 
Would an unhealthy obsession have led her to this very moment? To each and every one of her accomplishments? She didn’t think so. 
“Jack, are you ready?” Maddie called over to him, the light glinting harshly off of her goggles. 
“Sure am, Mads.” The snap of latex could be heard through the air as Jack pulled on another pair of gloves over his jumpsuit. 
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q-gorgeous · 9 hours ago
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happy tuesday
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q-gorgeous · 13 hours ago
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i have feelings for u. not telling u which ones.
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q-gorgeous · 16 hours ago
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Obsession
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Maddie wouldn’t call herself obsessed. 
She was a dedicated scientist. The top in her field. Almost the only in her field, but no one was near where she and Jack were at. It wasn’t obsession. She was a scientist. 
So what if sometimes she forgot dinner. If she would go days without sleeping. She couldn’t say that those habits disappeared when she had children either. She just got very into the zone when she was working in the lab that when her hungry children knocked on the basement door it startled her, making her reach for the weapon at her side. 
But she wasn’t obsessed. 
Would an unhealthy obsession have led her to this very moment? To each and every one of her accomplishments? She didn’t think so. 
“Jack, are you ready?” Maddie called over to him, the light glinting harshly off of her goggles. 
“Sure am, Mads.” The snap of latex could be heard through the air as Jack pulled on another pair of gloves over his jumpsuit. 
“Okay, we’re going to cut this here.” Maddie said, grabbing a pair of scissors and snipping through the fabric. She started at the neckline, cutting just below the abdomen. Once she was done cutting she pushed the fabric aside. 
“I’m ready for the mixture, dear.”
Jack brought a rolling tray of equipment to where Maddie was standing next to the lab table. From it she picked up a syringe filled with a clear liquid. 
“This next part we have to be very careful with…” Maddie said, focusing very closely on her work below her. “To make sure it’s most effective.”
Just as she plunged the syringe down, Jack grabbed another tool and began studying their subject. His hand neared, and as the tool made contact a splatter of green splashed across their table. 
Then, a weak voice wailed below her. 
“Mom!” 
Maddie looked down at the ghost that lay strapped to their table, her brows furrowing. “What, Phantom?”
“You can’t do this! I’m your son!”
Maddie snarled, slamming her fist down on the table beside him. “You are not our son! You are a delusional, malevolent ghost!”
“No!” Phantom shouted, struggling against his restraints.
“Yes, you are.” She glared at the ghost, watched as he struggled futilely. The panic and fear were the only things in his eyes. 
He was the reason they didn’t see their kids very often anymore. They were always in the lab, working to find a way to capture him. To rid their town of this dangerous spirit that insisted on haunting them. But they finally caught him. They would finally see what he was made of. 
“Mads, we’ll surely put this ghost near tears!” Jack called out. 
“Jack, he’ll be unconscious. He won’t be put to tears unless he wakes up. If he does we’ll-”
“Ghost-” Phantom chuckled loopily. His eyes were lidded. “Ghost-keteers.”
Maddie stared at Phantom with wide eyes, and her gaze traveled towards Jack. His brows were furrowed as he stared at Phantom. 
“Can’t...can’t believe I actually helped you guys fight all those baddies.” Phantom took a sharp breath. “And now- now I’m helping you guys’ with your studies. In a horrible, terrible- terrifying way.
“Too bad I never got to be part of your guys’ ghost hunting squad. I thought- I thought you guys would love me no matter what. That I would be able to tell you one day. I never thought that you guys...wouldn’t believe me.”
Phantom’s eyes finally closed and his breathing deepened as the drugs put him to sleep. 
Maddie stared at Phantom, her eyes wide. She could feel Jack’s eyes as his gaze turned to her. Her heart raced in her chest. 
“You…” Jack started. “You said. You said there was no way it could be him. That it was impossible. That Phantom just. Took that form. That they were still separate.” 
Jack didn’t understand. That wasn’t him anymore. It was a ghost. He didn’t understand it like she did. 
Maddie couldn’t do anything as Jack removed the restraints from Phantom’s wrists and ankles. Couldn’t turn her eyes away as she watched Phantom turn into her son with a flash of light. A transformation different from what any other ghosts with that ability could do. 
Time seemed to slow as Jack scooped Danny up in his arms, scrambling up the stairs and away from her. She could hear as the door opened and slammed shut and as the door’s lock heavily slid into place. 
She wasn’t obsessed. Jack just didn’t understand. Why would she let this kind of opportunity go? When this was the ghost they had been chasing for months. He didn’t understand. 
Maddie wasn’t obsessed.
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q-gorgeous · 17 hours ago
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q-gorgeous · 17 hours ago
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Well, that’s enough internet for me today.
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q-gorgeous · 17 hours ago
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Gloves
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sduihanibuvdysgahijknbhv dannymay ends in five days o no
“Jack, are you ready?” Maddie called over to him, the light glinting off of her goggles. 
“Sure am, Mads.” The snap of latex against skin could be heard through the air. 
“Okay, we’re going to cut this here.” Maddie said, grabbing a pair of scissors and snipping through the fabric. Once she was done cutting she pushed it aside. “I’m ready for the mixture, dear.”
One by one, Jack dropped beads of liquid into cups filled with water, one by one they hit the surface and Maddie began mixing them. 
“This next part we have to be very careful with…” Maddie said, focusing very closely on her work below her. 
Jack, grabbing another tool, came over, studying their project with her. As his hand neared, a splatter of green splashed across their table. 
Then, a small voice wailed.
“Mom!”
Maddie looked down at her son and smiled gently. “Yes, Danny?”
“Dad got green on my shirt! It was supposed to be blue!”
She gasped, looking at the speck of green tie dye that had landed on her son’s shirt. “Oh my! How about we give this one to your dad and he’ll make you both matching shirts and we’ll get you started on a new one!”
“Yeah!” Danny shouted excitedly, grabbing for the new shirt Maddie was starting to tie up. 
“Hold on, Danny.” She chuckled. She wrapped the last rubber band around it and placed it in front of him. He smiled a big smile and reached for his dropper of blue dye that was sitting in the cup in front of him. 
She smiled as she watched him. They didn’t get very many days like this, not when her and Jack were working in the lab so often. Their children were growing up before their eyes. But they were on their way to finally finalizing the data for the ghost portal. Soon they would begin construction. 
“Mads, I’m gonna make these into ghost-kateer shirts!” Jack called out. “Once they’re washed and everything I’m gonna stitch a design into them! Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
“What are ghost-kateers?” Danny asked, looking up at his dad with big eyes.
“They’re our ghost fighting squad!” Jack yelled. “Or, uh, it would be if your mom and I had anyone else helping with our studies.”
Danny gasped. “Can I be a ghost-kateer and help fight all the baddies?!”
Jack chuckled. “You sure can, Danny-boy.
“You sure can.”
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q-gorgeous · 17 hours ago
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“Observation no. 0007896645
Though a ghost's essence lies within their Core, their conscious mind remains seated in its living location, most commonly the head.
addendum: Significant injury to the mind can be healed, with time. A ghost without access to their mind runs on Core instinct alone during this process.
note: secondarily fatal to half-ghosts. three days reversed. -CW”
(going angst week 2021 - obsession/instinct)
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q-gorgeous · 17 hours ago
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Crying Star
Day 2 - obsession/instincts
im not very good at writing or drawing angst so i wasnt planning on participating in this angst week, but i got bored during a short travel and i decided to have an attempt at writing a little ficlet... so here's my vanilla attempt at angst for today's prompt!
The citizens of rural Amity Park have recently been spotting ... something, in the sky at nights. Some said it looked just like a spark, a falling star. Others claimed that it had looked like an entity racing through the starry night sky. With all the light pollution it was hard to figure out what it really was. Some kids were even starting to wish upon this unusual star.
A few people however, theorized it could be a ghost. A spirit desperately trying to escape its destiny to the afterlife or some other nonsense, as most would call this hypothesis.
A young halfa snickered painfully as he flew through the sky at rapid speeds. What was he flying from at these hours? He wasn't quite sure if he were to be honest. If he had to put it into words, he was escaping from something within. The boy was physically trying to flee from a desire he knows he cannot fulfill. It never worked, yet he always kept going until he tired himself out. Every time he ended up in some city outskirts he'd never seen until then and will never see again after that. He did this whenever his desires were so strong that they were unbearable. Fleeing felt like the only option to try keep his mind at bay, albeit only a little.
Tonight was one of these days. He felt like he had to get away from the people, the place, which he cared about. He instinctively flew through the sky, far, far away from that place which he loved so much.
The amount of people in need had been increasing. Danny wasn't sure what caused this sudden spike either. He knew nothing about anything, to be frank. The more people had been in need, the stronger his desire to help grew. The more people had been in need, the smaller the chance that he was able to save them all. The less people he was able to save, the more it hurt.
As ghosts were made up of ectoplasm, their entire being existed as a form of energy. Their entire being felt linked. This meant that the mind and body were one and the same. What hurt the mind, hurt the body ... and that's it. There was no actual body to hurt. Being a half ghost did not exempt Danny from this rule. Rather, his unique biology gave him the worst of both worlds. What hurt the mind hurt the body and what hurt the body hurt the mind.
Ignoring one's obsession for too long would hurt the ghost's core and mind immensely.
Danny was aware of this fact, he had learned it the hard way early in his half life. This had pushed him to become Phantom- Amity Park's own hero from the afterlife. Saving people calmed his core, it felt liberating. The more people he aided, the happier his core felt. Eventually, it had started to feel like a drug. A drug so strong the halfa could not possibly lay off.
It started to get in the way of his studies and personal life, but that did not matter. Being Phantom allowed Danny to satisfy his growing obsession.
This was all an amazing sensation, until it got too much, of course. The more people there were that had to be saved, the more his desire to do so grew. The more often that he failed to rescue someone, the more it became painful. Eventually it had gotten to the point that his obsession, this instinct, started yelling at him from inside out. He could not even help anyone without the fear of not being able to save someone else as he was too occupied to do so. He felt like his remaining soul was getting ripped apart every waking moment.
This was when he started fleeing. Accidents, deaths, whatever else, they were always most occuring during night. Was it because of it being too hard to see in the dark, and thus causing more accidents? Was it because people thought they could get away with crimes more easily because of said darkness? Danny did not know, nor did he care. All he knew was that when nighttime hit, it was time to get out. Out of this damned town that he loved so much to the point of hurting him.
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Some time has passed since he got out of Amity and now it wasn't just his obsession yelling at him. His tired and aching body was too. Normally one would feel agony at this point but Danny did not. He felt relief. Relief that his mind was currently not only haunted by his obsession, his desire to save, anymore. He fell to the ground, adding another pain factor that felt way more pleasant than it should've. The halfa could barely stand up, and he did not oppose this force keeping him down. He was on his knees, with hands digging in sand and other stones and pebbles slightly larger than sand. Anything that could keep his mind from hurting himself more than it already had was a good distraction. He felt like any pain in the world is more bearable than whatever his obsession caused him to feel.
As he coughed, some of his coughs turned into very short yet still destructive and ear piercing wails. This was of no matter however, there was no living being in sight that he could hurt with it. The only person he was hurting with the wail was himself. It hurt his vocal chords and drained his remaining, already rapidly depleting energy, even quicker.
Not long after, he passed out and white rings surrounded him, signaling his transformation back into Danny Fenton. At least it did not hurt anymore when he was knocked out.
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