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lexosaurus · 9 months

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Keep Your Enemies Closer

A little Tech Hunter AU oneshot I wrote for DP Angstfest 2023! I based this off of @kinglazrus' AU fic for the @dpauzine in which Tucker is the Red Hunter. It's been stuck in my brain ever since, so I couldn't resist writing her AU for this event!

[ao3]

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Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

That's what people always said, anyway. It's what actors spouted in Hollywood blockbusters as their characters sipped their old fashioned in the dimly lit bar. It's what people typed in their chat logs online, thinking of themselves as high and mighty, very cool, not to be messed with, while they cracked open their fifth serving-sized bag of Doritos that day.

But this wasn't a Hollywood blockbuster. It wasn't Tucker talking up himself to random usernames online.

As he looked at Danny, who was animatedly chatting to Sam about some recently released video game that Tucker couldn’t pretend to care about anymore, he knew that this wasn't just a cool verse. It was real, at least to him.

“The final boss was way too easy,” Sam was saying. “It's like the devs weren't even trying.”

“I beat it in like five seconds flat,” Danny agreed.

“Yeah, because you exploited the armor glitch,” Sam said. “If you played the game like it was supposed to be played, the final boss would have taken at least a little longer.”

Danny tsked his tongue. “It’s not my fault that I’m obviously just one step ahead of the devs. And you, actually.”

“Come on,” Sam laughed, catching onto the mood. “Stop messing with me.”

Danny grinned back at her, his fangs poking out over his lips. “Samantha Manson, when have I ever messed with you?”

Tucker ducked his head before his face could show. Though, each day that passed seemed to allow that quiet mask to slip over his face far more easily than the day before. And he wasn't even talking about the little yellow mask that lived under his skin.

He remembered the day he'd pieced it all together. The day all the lies, all the little breadcrumb clues, suddenly snapped into place.

He'd been home, as usual, watching videos of the rapidly increasing ghost attacks targeting the city. And of course, at the epicenter of it all was Phantom.

Danny fucking Phantom.

He remembered Danny calling him, his face popping up on Tucker’s home screen, and Tucker pausing the video and holding up his phone to see the two faces side by side. The same smile, the same freckles, the same jaw and haircut and they were the same.

He couldn’t believe it. But…it made sense. And maybe that was the worst part because it meant that his friend, his best friend, was dead. And worse, he’d turned into a monster.

But when? When had he died? Was it that “accident” that he sometimes referenced? The day he’d gotten hurt by some of his parents’ equipment?

It didn’t matter. Because now, he was Phantom. But how was he Phantom? The ghost that Tucker loathed. The ghost that Tucker had long since blamed for turning their safe city into a fucking warzone.

How did his best friend turn into…that? Was death really so horrible that it completely changed a person?

Or was this always inside Danny, deep down in the recess of his subconscious? So deep, so hidden, that Tucker had never noticed till now.

Some people saw Phantom as a hero, and he seemed to revel in it. His cockiness was overflowing, and he took great pride in arriving at every scene precisely when the new ghost of the week would show up. He'd throw a few puns, assure the crowd that, “Don't worry, citizens! I've got this!”, and then he'd beat the ghost up, suck them in his thermos, and would disappear until the next attack.

Phantom had fooled many of the masses. But despite what Dash's stupid nicknames would suggest, Tucker was no sucker. Even if everyone else had their heads up their ass, he didn't.

Tucker didn’t do anything at first. Maybe he’d just been in too deep of a denial. After all, who wanted to pin the destruction of their city on their fucking best friend?

But then, he started paying attention. To Danny, the “human,” more. All his little quirks, his habits. The way he seemed to jump when Sam casually put a hand on his shoulder (he’d never used to do that), the way his teeth started to sharpen (humans don’t have fangs), the way his eyes would spark green sometimes (it wasn’t a trick of the light), or how he’d always disappear right before a ghost attack (almost like he knew they were coming).

But Tucker stayed silent. Because if Danny was Phantom, then Danny was dangerous. Who knew what Phantom would do if Tucker revealed that he knew? No, it was better to stay docile, not rock the boat, not put his life at risk. Just play it cool.

That plan only worked for so long.

The breaking point wasn’t an explosion of flashy lights so much as it was a seed, planted, but not yet even watered. It was Tucker booting up his virtual computer and opening Tor after school like any other day.

The usual usernames were chatting in his group. People working on their various projects, coming to the chat room for tips or just talking about whatever other topic was on their mind. This was typical—welcome, even—after the confusing mess that had been Tucker’s every other waking moment as of late.

And then the conversation took a turn.

To Phantom.

Sporksmith: I haven't wrapped my head around whether Phantom is a good guy or not. ChaseK: It's sus that as soon as the ghosts started showing up, so did he. Sporksmith: That's what I'm thinking, but the guy takes so many beatings a week. I feel like it's more likely that he's crawling out of the same dimensional holes that they are because the dude has family here or something. Mole: That's probably it. He uses modern slang, so it's pretty obvious he died recently.

This wasn’t the first time they’d talked about Phantom. He was a fascinating subject and under much national scrutiny. But this time, Tucker finally stepped in.

GoldenFryer: You guys don't know what you're talking about. ChaseK: You know something then? GoldenFryer: Yeah, I have some inside info. Can't say much, but Phantom isn't who he seems. He's dangerous. Sporksmith: You sound like a guy who's got something up his sleeve.

He hadn't, at that point. But still, it needled his mind. He was closest to Phantom, wasn't he? Even if Danny himself didn't know. Of everyone, wasn't it Tucker’s responsibility to do something about this?

To set the soul of his dead best friend free?

GoldenFryer: Not yet, but maybe I should.

Of course, he couldn't do it by himself, but there was someone who could help. Someone with money, power, and a vocal hatred for ghostly invaders.

“Tucker Foley,” Vladimir Masters said, opening his door. His hair was pulled back in his signature ponytail, and he wore a gaudy green Packers bathrobe. “You’re awake early on a Saturday for a teenager. My, where's your other half?”

“No Danny today. Just me,” he said, keeping his tone casual despite the sudden anxiety spike in his gut.

Vlad grinned and stepped aside, sweeping his arm over the now open doorway. “Excellent, why don't you come in?”

Tucker followed the gesture and stepped through the door, trying to ignore the guilt that was clawing at him. Danny always talked about how much he hated Vlad, and how creepy the guy was. And while Tucker agreed that Vlad was more than a little slimy, Vlad was a businessman, and more importantly, a billionaire. Being slimy kinda came with the territory.

And besides, Vlad had only moved into the town a year ago, after Danny had already turned into Phantom. So, it wasn't Danny who hated Vlad, not really.

“Come, make yourself comfortable. You're a bit too young for me to offer you a drink, but maybe some water, perhaps?”

“I'm fine,” Tucker said. His voice echoed around the empty house.

“Then sit.” Vlad pulled out a seat at the bar. “I just brewed myself a pot of tea. Maybe you'd care for some of that?”

“No thanks,” Tucker said, his voice jilted as he forcefully remembered his manners. Even if it was Phantom who hated Vlad, Tucker wasn't too keen on being behind closed doors with the man any longer than necessary either.

Vlad paid him no mind, of course, and poured his tea into a fancy china cup. He brought the cup up to his nose, sniffed, and then smiled, setting it down on a small plate on the counter and settling into a seat for himself. “So,” he started, clasping his hands together. “What do I owe the pleasure of seeing you on this fine day?”

Tucker blew a breath out, trying to expel the mounting anxiety in his system. “Okay, I realize what I'm about to say sounds absolutely insane. I get that, but I just need you to let me explain.”

That slimy smirk was back on Vlad's lips. “Oh? Do tell.”

“Okay.” Tucker wrung his hands in his lap. “Okay, just—just hear me out. Trust me, nobody wants to say this less than me.”

“But of course, my dear boy.”

Tucker exhaled one last time and then began. “So, I know who Phantom is. You know, the ghost? I—he's disguising himself as a teenager, and I know who it is.”

“Oh, really? My, that doesn't sound good.”

“It's not.” Tucker closed his eyes, covering his forehead with his hand. “It's the worst, really. Because the person that Phantom is pretending to be—and I know, I know, just let me explain—but it's Danny. Danny Fenton.”

Tucker peeked through his hand to see the smile on Vlad's lips widen.

“Daniel Fenton, my godson, you mean?” Vlad said. “That's quite the accusation.”

“I know it is. Trust me,” Tucker said. “But—okay, so basically, I think what happened was that Danny was in some sort of lab accident, and it killed him. He talks about it sometimes, but he doesn't give any details. But I'm pretty sure that was it. Because only like a month after that happened, all the ghosts started appearing. And Phantom too. I—uh, here. Hang on, let me show you...” Tucker leaned over and pulled his tablet from his backpack. He opened it and went to his files, opening a pdf of his comparison photos. He handed the tablet to Vlad, saying, “This is them side by side in different positions. You can really see it there, when the photos are lined up like this. They look exactly the same. But that's not all! Obviously.”

“Obviously,” Vlad said, swiping through the pdf.

“Look, I don't really know how to explain it, but Danny's just...he's different now. He disappears before ghosts attack, he comes back all beat and sometimes bloody. He's cold, way colder than normal, and sometimes I see him—when someone's annoying him or if he's pissed—where it's almost like...like he can't even contain his human form anymore. His eyes get green, and sometimes ectoplasm sparks in his palms. It's not human.”

“And you see this as...a problem?” Vlad looked up from the tablet. “If Daniel was Phantom?”

“Why wouldn't it be? Don't you have this whole initiative to get rid of ghosts?” Tucker argued.

If anything, that seemed to amuse Vlad more. He set the tablet down and said, “But of course, I wasn't insinuating anything. I merely just acknowledge that Daniel is your best friend and that most of you youths enjoy Phantom's presence in this city.”

“Only the blind ones do. I know better. Phantom is bringing the ghosts into this town. Mr. Masters, you know how all ghosts have Obsessions?”

“Yes, I am aware.”

“Well, Phantom’s Obsession is being a hero, right? What's more heroic than setting up a bunch of ghost fights to 'save' people from?”

Vlad's smile was almost impossibly wide now. “Yes, I understand.”

Something was amusing to that billionaire creep, but Tucker hardly had time to figure out what before Vlad was up out of his seat, pacing around his kitchen.

“You see, I already know all this. You understand, I'm the one funding this city's anti-ghost initiative. And I also know that young Daniel is Phantom.”

Tucker's jaw dropped. “You do?”

“But of course, I do!” Vlad pulled his phone from his pocket and tapped on it for a minute before passing it off to Tucker. In an encrypted app that Tucker didn't recognize was a video.

“Well, go on,” Vlad said.

Tucker pressed play on the video to see a dimly lit alley with Phantom standing at the end of it. He glanced around, and then white rings appeared, passing over his body. A white T-shirt and jeans replaced a black suit, and black hair replaced white hair.

The rings disappeared, and the person that remained was none other than Danny Fenton.

Tucker blinked, and his head snapped out of the memory. His eyes refocused, and Danny Fenton sat in front of him, still talking to Sam, his posture still far too easygoing for someone who wasn't even human.

His human form was impressively detailed. His unruly black hair, dash of freckles on his cheeks, blue eyes, and pointed nose—all signature traits of Danny. He had gotten it almost perfect.

Almost.

It made Tucker's blood boil, and he struggled to push it down, keep it in check. Ghosts could feel intense emotions.

The calm mask slipped over him once more, and Tucker was empty. Just empty.

Just how, when he stared into Danny's eyes, he could see that same emptiness too. There was no humanity left. No, that'd died almost two years ago now. All that remained was a ghost.

He wanted his friend back. But that was impossible. The only thing that he could do now was wipe all ghosts out so no one ever suffered the way Tucker was right now.

He was a hacker, so once he got the tech, programming it was a piece of cake. Okay, so maybe it was a little bit harder than that, but he was nothing if not determined.

And he was nothing if not a damn good programmer.

And now he had the power to fix this, end the ghostly invasion in Amity, end Phantom's terrorizing reign, and set his former friend free.

“What do you think, Tuck?” Danny turned to face Tucker.

“Huh?” Tucker grunted, his elbow nearly slipping from his desk. “Sorry, what are we talking about?”

Sam rolled her eyes. “Jeez, you really have been spacey today. Sleep well last night?”

No, he hadn't, actually. Because Phantom had set up another attack at 2 a.m. and so Tucker had to intervene.

Danny was wearing long sleeves today. Good. It meant that Tucker's shot really had nailed his bicep.

“No, sorry,” Tucker chuckled. “Was rushing to get Lancer's essay done. I can't work on it this weekend; my cousins are coming to town.”

“Again?” Sam asked.

No, they weren't. Tucker hadn't seen his cousins since Christmas.

“Yeah, my aunt and my mom are in this whole midlife crisis thing right now. Want to make sure we all bond properly or something.” Tucker waved his hand haphazardly. “You know how moms are.”

That was the perfect trigger for Sam, who huffed expectantly. “Oh yeah, don't even get me started. My mom is still trying to make me bond with Kate. Kate's two years older than me and was the head of her cheer team. Like, hello? You can only imagine what her playlists are like.”

“You should blast some death metal next time,” Danny said.

“Trust me, I have. It's the only way to get her to shut up.”

“Must not be death enough.” Danny flashed his teeth in a mischievous smile. “I’m sure I can help put together a playlist if you want.”

That cocky motherfucker…

Did he enjoy gloating over everyone? Did he really laugh at them when he was alone, all the stupid, idiotic, airhead humans who he thought didn’t notice anything?

Squashing his emotions was suddenly too difficult, and just before the internal tea kettle was able to whistle, Tucker was saved by the bell.

Oh, thank god.

Tucker was out of his seat before anyone else, scooping his notebook from his desk, throwing his bag over his shoulder, and racing out the door before Sam or Danny could catch up.

Still, when against his better conscience he glanced over to his friends, he didn’t miss the subtle look Danny gave him or the green glint in the corner of his eye…

Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.

If only it was easy.

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#danny phantom #angstfest2023 #tech hunter AU #phicc #my writing #no one knows AU

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faeriekit · 11 months

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FAER! Ask game time! 18. If you wrote a sequel to Dig Three Graves in Apartment 3c, what would it involve? (This question is *totally* innocent and not because I want more of that universe to wind up being written, not at *allllll*...)

Lmao!! Hm, that's a good question!

I wouldn't write a full fledged thing I don't think, but I was thinking briefly of something the other day: somewhere where there is a world-shattering threat, and all of the league and junior teams are called in, and everyone is encouraged to reach out to absolutely anyone they can get. A real all-hands-on-deck sort of threat.

And Tim, mostly aware of Jason's new spooky persona (and despite Jason's tendency to kill people), just goes "hey. Do you want to fight [world ending threat] with us. I'll buy the snacks."

And Jason thinks, yeah, why not. I'm out of Doritos. And this kid is like a preteen so someone ought to be looking after him. Yeah let's go kick some ass

Cut to the moment when Batman realizes 1) that's a known, Gotham-specific threat over there at the back of this meeting 2) MY kid invited him?? 3) They're familiar?? wtf 4) WAIT. Is that my dead kid.

This isn't discussed during the meeting but after the threat is over and Tim is trying to carefully hustle Jason into the zeta tubes before anyone tries to arrest him for the crimes the dude is genuinely guilty of, Batman does budge in and go. Are you Jason.

Jason: yeah, duh

Batman: you died

Jason: I know. It sucked ass

Batman: and you didn't. Tell anyone?

Jason: who would I tell?? You were all there when I died, you better have noticed

Batman: ...did you not tell anyone you were alive

Jason: who's to tell? I'm taking stuff from your house like every other week. If you haven't noticed, that's your fault

Batman:

And Jason is genuinely of the belief that this is good communication, as a kid who was raised by both Batman and the least helpful version of Danny ever written. And he goes back to Gotham.

Anyway, Tim gets grounded after this. Thanks for asking!! 💜💜

#apartment 31c #ask game #faer fic

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creepypastasomethingsomething · 1 year

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CreepyPasta Incorrect Quotes Pt. 7 (ft. some of my OC's)

Ghost (Y/N): Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

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Jeff: There's always that one weak bitch in the group who isn't down with murder.

Jeff: *glares at Liu*

Liu: Well, sorry I have at least some morals!

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*Jane babysitting Sally*

Jane: Do you want something to drink?

Sally: Not really, but I could go for some appy slices right now.

Jane: With a little caramel to dip them in?

Sally: FUCKING OF COURSE I WANT CARAMEL MOM!

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Justin: A mouse!

Bexley, pulling out a knife: Go back to where you came from or I'll stab you!

Mona, pulling out a frying pan: It'll make a nice meal.

(Y/N), giving the mouse cheese: You deserve a treat, little guy.

Quinn: It's Ratatouille!

Bryan: His name's Remi, dumbass.

Justin: I was going to say to just trap it and thrown it out the window... what the hell is wrong with you people?

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Zalgo after getting made fun of by feral (Y/N): Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery. I am going to revoke your life privileges.

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[For a little bit of context, in David Near's The Muorge Files, Danny is Toby's next door neighbor and friend]

Toby: My stomach growled really loud in French.

Toby: I would like to clarify, my stomach did not speak French. It growled during French class.

Lyra: Bonjour.

Danny: Le growl.

Lyra, now twirling a fake curly mustache: Hon hon hon, feed me a baguette.

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Hobo Heart: Can I offer you a nice stick in in this trying time?

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Bryan: I swear on Rebecca's fucking wings, I'm the only one here with a braincell.

Mona, Quinn, Grace, Maria, and Hunter, all bowing down: ALL HAIL THE KEEPER OF THE SACRED BRAINCELL!

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Mary (Jane's wife): *yawns*

Jane: Yeah, being that pretty must be tiring.

Mary: Then you must be exhausted.

Liu: Will you two shut up? Some of us are lonely.

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McDonalds worker: M'am/Sir, please calm down!

(Y/N): I asked for two large fries!

(Y/N): *dumps fries onto counter*

(Y/N): But all they did was give me a million fucking small ones!

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Nurse Ann: If you could guess, how many brain cell do you have?

(Y/N): Dorito's Cool Ranch.

Nurse Ann:...

Nurse Ann: I'm just gonna assume zero for now.

(Y/N): I love that song.

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Zane: *eats a cinnamon roll*

Darragh: Cannibalism.

Zane: *confused chewing noises*

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mgarmagedon · 7 months

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Fav food of all bots? Or they can't eat human food in yours AU?

Actually they can eat our food too! Ofc they have cybertronian cuisine, but it's hard on earth to get natural energon or plants that are growing only on their planet... so ofc they need to put energon to their diet, but they are mixing it with normal food :DD

Bee's favorite food was usually anything that Ratchet was making for him (ofc when whole team Prime was on earth, because Bee thinks that food on cybertron is less tasty...), but if we are going into more specific food he loves soups like cabbage, sorrel and cucumber soup (kapuśniak, szczawowia i ogórkowa)

Sideswipe likes more bread-like food, likes buns, baguettes and croissants! But his all time favorite is fresh bread with a dark crispy crust (he can eat whole burnt bread from time to time XDDD). He loves when Danny is sometimes going to bakery in a morning, and buys yet warm buns!

Drift has more like favorite type of food and not one dish he likes the most... and it's asian cuisine XDD he is always trying to make as much traditional asian food as it's possible for guy who is searching throw internet looking for recipes XDD

But his all time favorite thing on earth to eat is rice and fish, especially fresh on from sweet water.

He is always so angry at Slipstream and Jetstorm, when they are eating cheetos or doritos, because it's unhealthy for their young bodies... meanwhile once a month he is eating hamburger alone in some disgusting roadside restaurant 50 kilometers from their base XDDDDDDDDDDD he feels always so awful after that

Grimlock likes the most vegetables and fruits! After being decepticon and in full rage he may ate only... 2 or 7 cybertronians (MAYBE!!!)...... he feel nauseous when he has to eat any meat. He loves kicking asses of bad decepticons, but after what has happened to him during the war he will vomit if someone force him to eat flesh.

And because how much his body has been destroyed he needs to get a lot of nutritious...

In Strongarm's case she loves very pasta with sauce! Pasta Puttanesca, Carbonara, Shrimp Fra Diavolo, E V E R Y T H I N G! She would kill, rob or anything else for good pasta that her father was making for her (Magnus)

I can also add that Steeljaw can't cook a shit, so he's favorite food is anything that Thunderhoof will cook for him and biscuits with some tea! Actually Hoofy is cooking for their whole team, besides of Clampdown, he wants him to starve. XD

And Danny is cooking for whole Bee team, he feels much more safer when he's doing that! XDD

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goddesspharo · 29 days

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top five foods you'd feed glen powell. (this is unhinged, i'm sorry, i've had an entire bottle of wine.)

[ask me my top five anythings!]

His fridge tour in that Men's Health video was a product placement travesty - where's the food??? you live off Cali Water??? - as were most of those vague non-answers where he never actually mentioned what he ate. (My favorite part of those MH himbo videos is the what's in your fridge/what do you eat segments!)

Cheese! This "I don't eat cheese, it is moldy queso" business does not fly with me unless you physically cannot eat cheese for fear of death or veganism. The only instance of "I could fix him" I would ever employ in another human being would be to inspire an appreciation of cheese. Eat a pizza, buddy! Have some lasagna! Gnaw on some aged cheddar. Bake up some Brie. Let Halloumi into your heart. (I also don't understand how a person can be that into college football and not eat nachos. 90% of why I watch the Super Bowl is so that I have an excuse to make nachos! Also is his dislike of cheese limited to savory applications? Is he going through life not eating cheesecake? That's sad.)

Carbs for breakfast! I was tempted to try that sweet potato base breakfast situation he had going on but it did not look appetizing. (Maybe he's a bad cook?) Put it on a croissant! Have a classic bagel & lox sandwich with some nice tomato, capers, red onions. I need more hot men to shill for Russ & Daughters like Jake Gyllenhaal.

The product placement Doritos so we can hang out with Danny Ramirez.

A proper slice of pie, not that garbage Netflix handed him for Hit Man promo that didn't even have an egg wash on it.

I do not know what foods are on a craft services table, but what I'm setting down is chocolate bread pudding (I make the best) or Claire Saffitz's giant ass chocolate chip cookie from Dessert Person. (Each scoop is a quarter cup! It is the size of your hand but so delicious.)

#ask me things

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zappedbyzabka · 10 months

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OH MY GOD I JUST HAD THIS IDEA WHILE READING RUSSOLAW STUFF

WHAT IF OLDER DANIEL AND HIS TWIN BILLY WITH A YOUNGER JOHNNY OR THE OTHER WAY AROUND WITH OLDER JOHNNY AND YOUNGER BILLY AND DANIEL

YES👀

The image of two scrappy little guy’s fight for the pretty older guy🫠 The image of two hot older men fighting over a lovely younger guy🫠

Johnny met Daniel first; maybe he worked at the country club as a cart girl type (because Johnny in that outfit🤌). As much as Daniel likes to say he’s a calm guy who never feels jealous, he’s a rabid chiwawa about Johnny.

Sure, the kid isn’t his property or anything; he just happens to work at the club Daniel frequents and always shows up in his cart with Daniel’s favorite carbonated alcohol. Always in tight khakis, the shortest little shorts Daniel’s ever seen on a boy, or a godforsaken short skirt—long legs on display for him to ogle guiltily when Johnny is fetching him whatever he asked for (like a good boy.)

Johnny is used to the attention from perverted old men and cougars who terribly misread him at the club, getting patted on the rump by richies and slipped tips for "Being such a doll," as one woman put it. He definitely gave some trouble, he wasn’t especially polite or cheery on the job, but he made up for it plenty with flirtation. Daniel was the first guy there that Johnny genuinely sought out and dressed up for.

Billy coming to Cali was definitely not on Daniel’s radar, especially since they aren’t on the best terms.

He allows the guy to stay with him, though—he still loves him even if he is a prick; he’s family.

But it became very obvious that Billy still doesn’t know how to act because he caught him up with Anthony eating doritos and playing video games at 3 am when Anthony had school the very next morning—that ended in a big argument. Billy convinced him he’d stay out of trouble if Daniel got him out of the house and showed him his workplace, what he did all day.

"Come on. You ashamed to have me as a brother or somethin’? I’m so bored!”

“Yep. You’re a criminal.”

“I am not! You know I’m not!”

The dealership was thankfully uneventful. Amoush and the rest were there, but Amanda had already met him/knew about him and so did Louie (of course.)

It was the country club that Daniel should have never taken him to. He had gone to get a margarita when he heard a sweet "Hi, Mr. LaRusso!" Behind him.

He only turned around for a quick second, smiling at the sight of Johnny walking in his general direction, before turning back around and thanking the bartender.

To his horror, Billy was the one Johnny had gone up to mistakenly.”

"…But that’s life, doll. Can’t complain when there's pretty things like you.” He told him with a smile, rubbing his knuckles on Johnny’s burning cheek.

The boy looked way too into it. “I like this new shaggy look, sir.”

"Billy!"

Johnny’s head turned towards him immediately, confusion written all over his face. “…Mr LaRusso?”

“Hiya, Danny. Why didn’t you ever mention…” he looks over at Johnny. “I don’t believe I asked your name, sweetheart?”

The blonde gets that look on his face again, like he wants to pounce as he almost purrs. “I’m Johnny.” and gives Billy his hand.

Daniel digs his nails into his palm, trying not to give away his jealousy and frustration. “This is my twin, Billy. He’s here for a short visit.”

“Oh, I’m gonna stay a long time.”

"Why didn’t you ever tell me you had a brother? A baddass one at that!”

Daniel clenched his jaw. "I mentioned I had a sibling before. I must’ve."

He didn’t. He didn’t want Johnny to know about Billy because the boy surely would have gone looking for photos of him—realizing that he’s the bad boy version of him and liking him more than Daniel. And Daniel knows Billy has the exact same type as him, would take one look at the boy and start licking his lips like Sylvester the cat.

Well, Billy is a fraud. He’s never been cool or a real rebel—what kind of idiot thinks he’d go to jail over tuna?

But Johnny is extremely attracted to Daniel because he’s a wholesome dad, a good man with hairy arms and nice hands. A guy who can barbecue and could win in a fight nine times out of ten. A true manly man in Johnny’s eyes, no matter his height.

And boy, was he a hottie back then too. Johnny would have let that stick hit any time.

He enjoys his company and hearing what he has to say, even if it’s something cringy like asking if he’s “down with GOT”.

He’s just so kind and dreamy.

But LaRusso—the new one—is just as hot to him. He loves bad boys, especially the shameless ones. The ones that eyefuck Johnny, stare at his behind and don’t even try to hide it. The ones that whistle at him and tell him he has pretty lips. Johnny’s spread his legs for the bad ones as much as the good ones, and now it’s like he’s in a personalized wet dream having these opposites of each other that look exactly alike wanting him; he wonders how different their dicks are, he knows Mr LaRusso’s is big. He saw it when handing Daniel a towel in the sauna.

He’d already been drooling over it just from seeing it through Daniel’s trousers, but seeing it uncovered left him feeling even more desperate, felt like he had a fucking fever that night. He wonders if he could get them to plug him up on both ends and fuck him at the same time. (Cough. He can.)

And gosh golly do I love russolaw with Billy thrown in the mix and wanting to fuck the pretty older fella.

I’m putting tkk3 Daniel as a rival for Billy because the cute chub matches—but I also love twiggy tkk1 Daniel fighting him.

So…milfy and grabbable…so pretty—who wouldn’t wanna hit that. Look at those thighs. I’m sure he’d love having Billy and Daniel scrap with each other over who gets to walk him to his car after class. Last one is him teasingly scolding Billy/Daniel, who are fantasizing about getting between his legs mid word and fucking him him breathless—they’d even settle for pressing their dicks between his chubby thighs while he kept running his mouth.

Young Daniel weaseled his way into Johnny’s life, heart, and pants—which are what Daniel decided to bring up as a conversation starter when they met.

("Hey, I like your jeans." Johnny looked sort of confused as to why Daniel was telling him that, and he certainly didn’t seem to believe it. "Yeah?"

"yeah! Uh…Can I have your number?"

Way too quick, LaRusso.

The corner of Johnny’s lip twitched. "What do you need that for?"

Don’t chicken out; be straightforward, Daniel thought. "I’ve seen you in those flyers, and I…." Thought you were so hot “I’m interested in joining?" Dammit.

Johnny laughed, a little less on guard. "Could have sworn Aisha put the number for the dojo on there, but…" He gave Daniel a once over. a twerp with gentle eyes. Probably a monster cock that takes up half his body weight hiding in his pants. "Sure, I’ll write it down."

Daniel could have jumped for joy when Johnny did so, handing him a disposable coaster with his personal phone number on it.

"Anything else?"

He didn’t want to leave him just yet. "Yeah. What brand are your jeans?"

johnny shrugged. "Don’t remember, I’ll let you know when I take them off tonight." )

Maybe it was the typical bar meeting, or maybe Daniel and Johnny met at a construction site; either way, Johnny likes him. He also likes his fluffy hair and the way he stared at him like he was beautiful, not old and pudgy. He liked those guilty glances he shot him even more, like he just couldn’t help it. (Johnny’s tits are almost eye level with him, but he tries not to look and it’s cute). Kid is such a hopeless romantic but horny as a rabbit.

So maybe Johnny had his fun with that—bending over directly in front of Daniel, straddling him during training, laughing at his jokes, and crossing his arms like a girl trying to show off her cleavage—which is exactly what he was doing. Getting him hard on purpose, then doing nothing about it.

it was just so fun to give the kid blue balls. It was too adorable how he clearly wanted to tear off Johnny’s clothes and make him take it, but never attempted to ask or do so—too polite and traditional, too nice to straight up tell Johnny how badly he wants to gag him on his dick and watch him cry because he’d look even prettier on his knees. No, Daniel kept taking him out for dates, bringing him presents, and asking for nothing but to take him out again.

the next time Daniel came over with another potted flower and his favorite takeout, Johnny kissed him. He had just barely been able to wait for Daniel to set down the food and plant before he did so. Daniel told him he looked great the moment he walked through the door and smiled like he was genuinely just glad to see him—as if Johnny weren’t in just a tshirt and small briefs. Daniel himself smelled like plants and dirt and looked incredibly attractive.

Yet they still didn’t sleep together that night because Daniel is ever so the gallant and felt like showing Johnny that he didn’t only want him for his looks—like he hadn’t made Johnny feel special all month. Johnny wanted to at least jerk him off (he’s even done that for his own friends), finally touch the dick he’s been needing, and have something to think about later, but he didn’t want to push it and scare the kid off.

Billy, however, was not afraid to fuck Johnny immediately.

He brought Johnny things too: beef jerky and milkshakes, different kinds of beer he wanted him to try out, and flowers he found outside a gas station that he thought would look nice behind his ear.

He takes Johnny on drives in his beat up Miata, takes hims wherever he wants to go, and more. He’d ask him continuously for all his stories about the cobras and his motorcycle. About his glory days.

And he fucked Johnny not even a week after meeting him. Showed up for one of their little adventures and got invited in to "relax for a bit". Billy had been heavily flirting, dropping innuendos, and making it clear what he wanted, but also that he liked him and wasn’t only hanging out with him for some ass and a grope.

Johnny loves his leather jacket, greasy hair, crude talk, and nicely shaped, chapped lips; he reminds him a little of Dutch, which makes him like him even more.

But Johnny moved onto being a cocktease to both Billy and Daniel. Keeping eye contact while he’s sucking on something, ("Look at his blowie lips, Dan—" "Don’t talk like that about him.") and leans forward so they can look up his shirt. Not to mention all the things he does that are just cute. Like getting confused as to how any sort of technology that isn’t a Walkman or flip phone works and needing their help. Or the way his voice gets a little higher and airy when he’s around them.

Daniel knows his brother has been with Johnny, but that just makes him spoil the blonde more. He tries to show him that he’s the one who could really take care of him; he’s the one who loves him, but he starts to rethink his plan the more he catches Billy and Johnny making out while Billy’s hands—identical to Daniel’s—were touching the curvy body of the man he’s been holding himself back from.

He and Billy fought the first time Daniel walked in on him in the middle of fucking Johnny. Johnny’s wrists were tied to the bed and his mouth open and pink, mewling for Billy and looking like he was above cloud nine with tears running down his face and his legs spread wide. Daniel didn't need to see between them to know what was going on, especially when Billy wouldn’t shut the hell up, kept murmuring filth, and spanking Johnny indulgently"So fucking tight. Best ass I’ve ever laid eyes on, made to be fucked. That’s why you’re such a bitch sometimes; you just needed a good cock to calm you down."

Daniel just grabbed him without thinking when he said that, pushed him off of Johnny, and punched him in his dumb matching face. "Daniel, Billy, what the hell?!" Johnny yelled, but that didn’t stop them from squabbling and rolling around on the floor. Spouting insults at each other like they did in middle school. He kind of liked watching them fight, but the way his heart pounded at being entirely defenseless when there’s fighting around him was mostly from fear—which…also kind of turned him on, but he doesn’t want the boys to actually hurt each other. "Stop it!"

They ignore him or just don’t hear him. "Stop it, please!"

They finally stilled, bleeding and panting and staring up at him like puppies, both of whom were just rabid a second agoz

"Untie me. Now."

Both of them jumped to listen, each untying a wrist while Johnny chastised them.

"I’m sorry, Johnny, sweetheart. Don’t know what I was thinking."

“Sorry, angelo.”

Johnny wonders if he could get them to stand right next to each other with their thick, perfect cocks out so he could go back and forth between who he’s taking down his throat and who he’s jerking off. Maybe they’d let them press the tips together so he could lick them both—maybe they could even try and get as much of their dicks as they could in his mouth at the same time (spoiler alert: he can get them to do all of that and he can keep them both locked down.)

#lawrusso #Billy (Gambini) x Johnny #safety first #nsft

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danny would absolutely loathe doritos for coming out with a double pepperoni pizza flavour because no one gets to fuck with pizza like that

#and you know what #i fully fucking agree #danny the food snob #though in this situation he has every right to be the food snob #danny williams #h50

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MASTERLIST 📌I have a collection of wips lost asunder to the turbulence of my mind, here’s what I have posted in addition to some wips !! 🧸fluff 💋smut ⚔️angst

JEEPERS CREEPERS (2001)

💾headcannons

darry jenner taking care of a loopy reader post wisdom teeth surgery would entail 🧸 [darry jenner x fem!reader]

DOCTOR SLEEP

blurb (tbc) POV you get Danny Torrance to telekinetically get you a bag of Doritos while giving you sexy eyes. That’s it. That’s the plot. 🧸 [danny Torrance x fem!reader]

BRAINSCAN (1994) An isolated ,thrill seeking college student runs a computer program claiming to give its users the ‘ultimate experience’ …at any cost. What happens when the chatbot she engages with, an entity that calls itself ‘THE TRICKSTER’ is more sentient than she thought…. OR POV your hedonistic urge to be the protagonist in a 90s horror movie bites you in the ass [the trickster x fem!reader]. ch.1

THE SANDMAN

[upcoming] pov your ancient world studies professor has an interesting, oddly emo friend. [morpheus x fem!reader]

DON’T BREATHE

[upcoming] by pure chance, you befriend a strangely attractive and muscular recluse over twice your age. [ Norman Nordstorm x fem!reader].

AVATAR (2009,2022)

[upcoming] Miles never liked the scientists. Especially the brat kid-wonder intern that somehow knew just how to get under his skin. [ Miles Quaritch x fem!reader]

[upcoming] in the hunt for sully, Quaritch captures an unidentified na’vi female and ends up with more than he expected. [miles quaritch x fem!reader]

STRANGER THINGS

[upcoming] Guys my age After hoppers return from Russia, reader wakes up to a new house guest whom she takes a shine to, her best friend Eddie, However, is less than enthused OR, your best friend that you’re hopelessly in love with doesn’t notice you, but someone else does. [dmitri antonov x fem!reader, bestfriend!Eddie Munson x fem!reader]

BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER

[upcoming] a predatory act You think you see a little more amber in the hazel of his eyes as he glides past. moon-eyed, pining xander finally goes for what he wants. Or After a trip to the zoo your longtime pal Xander begins acting a little funky. [dark! xander x Reader based on the pack; episode 6]

[upcoming] Goodnight sweet girl You find spike’s shitty poetry and tease him, not knowing who it’s about. [spike x fem!reader]

[upcoming] Librarian’s pet no one knows about your thing for Giles besides the brooding wax poetic vampire that pesters your friend group every now and again. [Giles x fem!reader, Spike x fem!reader]

[upcoming] peroxide punk bitches!! Against your friends warnings you befriend a platinum blonde hunk that finds your lost boys shirt funny. [spike x fem!reader]

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dukesnukes · 2 years

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I think that buddy would also like Lavos ft.Mick gordon also @og-danny-dorito you have great music taste:)

YES!!!! YES!!! VERY SEX!!!!

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braverynight · 2 years

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If the Bugsnax cast tasted like food, what foods would they be? Have a cookie 🍪

OoO

Coooookie!!!! (>0o0)>🍪

(Nom!)

Ehm…

Anyways!

Let’s begin!

Filbo - Blueberry Muffin!

Wambus - Raw Oatmeal (don’t… don’t ask why I know)

Beffica - Instagram food

Gramble - Oatmeal, but with strawberries!

Wiggle - Tropical drinks with some wine on the side.

Triffany - Cactus Pads! (Hmmmm… crunchy…)

Cromdo - Danny Doritos

Chandlo - Sweet Teriyaki Beef

Snorpy - Cinnamon buns CUZ HE GOT DEM BUNS—

Floofty - Sweet Beaker Juice (I will not elaborate)

Shelda - Sand (derogatory)

Eggabell - Egg

Lizbert - Smoked ribs

Great… even after that cookie, I’m hungry.

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FIVE 3 N I WOULD FUCK DANNY DORITO SEND TWEET

wow 3 drinks and I can hardly stand those “jolly rancher’s” had ho business bein dat GOOD) smh anywayzzzz tell us abt hiei and in exchange I will tell u abt how I analyzV mf bf like a homunculus I. N an jar that I feed cheese now and them

Spoiler he has a notes app like reigen EXCEPT a whole table of contents and no less thab thirty weaknesses (and he’s a libra toooo hehehwhehsjs)

He is fun to research it’s the INTP in me I’m sorry

*₊˚💬୧ DRUNK ANON YOU SENT THIS LIKE. WEEKS AGO AND I AM SO SO SO SORRY BUT I HAVE BEEN TREASURING YOUR ASKS BC SAME. WE ARE ONE AND THE SAME. dammit am i going to go down the hiei x you rabbit hole. am i. am i? SHORT KING. i wanna shake him and squeeze him . i'll post a pic of the hiei stuff i have later, REMIND ME Y'ALL.

hiei first trying to commit these things to memory but he's constantly learning new things about you (you hakusho ahaha i am a delight) so it becomes too much and he's a tad embarrassed that he has SO many thoughts about you. so he keeps notes on scrap paper, tucking them away somewhere. oh my god. imagine the gang coming across them. hiei would slaughter them until he sees your face, expressed crossed between delight and surprise.

hmmmmmmm idk how good i'd be at characterizing hiei but it might be fun... hmmm

#.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 📮 ɞ ˚₊ ‧ˋ*⁀➷ ꒰ mail time! ꒱#.˚₊ ੈ ʚ 💌 ɞ ˚₊ ‧ˋ⁀➷ ꒰ mail for marie! ꒱

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redactedgoose · 1 year

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I posted 2,379 times in 2022

That's 332 more posts than 2021!

32 posts created (1%)

2,347 posts reblogged (99%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 625 of my posts in 2022

#lmao - 22 posts

#show n tell - 15 posts

#bnha - 15 posts

#point and laugh - 9 posts

#danny phantom - 7 posts

#orv - 7 posts

#wbrad - 6 posts

#weewoo homestuck police - 5 posts

#mha - 4 posts

#yeah - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#it was literally only in late junior/early senior year that i finally figured out how people behaved and how to read it and respond normally

My Top Posts in 2022:

okay so this is for the people that read Switchblade by Cacid on Ao3. I have Ideas and Theories and I’m losing my mind. Is this what Todoroki felt like when he finally came up with the whole “Midoriya is All Might’s secret love child” thing??

Anyway it’s below a readmore because it’s severely spoiler-y for people who aren’t caught up with it or haven’t read it yet. If you haven’t read it, it’s definitely a recommendation.

Okay so. In chapter 69, Izuku dreams about a past memory in which Chris/ Chikara/ Destro gets disappeared out of the bowling alley that the MLA was in. When he comes back, “reeking of ozone and iron“ and “exhaustion was clear in his every movement and the tears in his clothes were indicative of a vicious fight“ he says that the rest of them wouldn’t believe him about where he was and that he thinks that he “just killed the Soulstealer’s creepiest minion.” However, he also says that “It’s not going to happen again” and that it “wasn’t a conventional meta ability“ and getting disappeared “can’t happen again, we made sure of it.”

In chapter 79, Izuku/ Izuho comes upon Shigaraki talking to Garaki about some device that they’re building. Shigaraki says “I want him here” and that they’re not building it fast enough. When the budding device and the lab area is described, Izuku says it reminds him of the portal that the PLF had built before, and that the air was “thick with scents of burning-hot metal and ozone.”

In chapter 82, we get another look at the device that they’re building. Garaki tells Shigaraki “you have to picture it in your mind, exactly the location, the circumstances, everything” to get the thing to work. Shigaraki replies that he knows exactly what he wants, and that he “can see it perfectly clearly in my mind. I can see him there. I know what I’m after!” And he asks why it isn’t manifesting. A little later, Izuku thinks “Whatever they were planning to do with this machinery, they seemed convinced it would deal a decisive blow to the Chain.”

My thought: are they trying to bring Destro to the present to fight with them??

Obviously this is not how it would go, re: Izuku’s memories and him knowing that Destro and the original MLA would absolutely hate the PLF’s guts and eliminate them with extreme prejudice, just like how they would other radicalized splinter cells acting under their name but not their ideology.

However, they don’t know that. They don’t know that at all. And it would fit!! Plenty of things that Izuku’s seen in his dream flashbacks have been relevant to the plot. Who’s to say the one weirdass time Destro just up and vanished without a trace for a bit isn’t important?

I included the parts about Destro smelling like ozone and iron and the machine room smelling like hot metal and ozone for a reason. Destro also comes back looking like he was in a vicious fight and was bruised even though his quirk is super fucking strong and, according to the fic itself, similar to Dark Shadow’s nomu form’s abilities (ch. 80- “None of Re-Desto’s strikes were landing on the nomu’s body proper, merely glancing across the quirk’s extended, umbral form. It was... so strange to see them fight because Dark Shadow’s current abilities were a lot more like the original Destro’s power than the power of Destro’s supposed descendant.”)

So. Shigaraki brings Destro from the past, maybe in a final battle type thing where Izuku’s exposed. They’re facing off, Shigaraki brings his trump card out, summoning Destro from the past. He touches down, Izuku calls out to him maybe (False Flag said that she thought Izuku was Switcher himself because of the little mannerisms when he fought, etc, so Destro would be more likely to believe him?) and he fights and wins against Shigaraki and gets put back after he makes sure that Izuku and co. are going to destroy the machine.

Thus, Destro gets into a fierce battle and after says that he killed the Soulstealer’s creepiest minion. Also explains the “it wasn’t a normal meta ability” thing and also “we made sure” that it can’t happen again.

So that’s my conspiracy theorist rant. Thoughts?

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wait wait wait wait wait--

so, danny half died in the portal, yeah? that, uh, portal that brings you to the GZ. so how did he stay in amity park? did he instinctively come back from the GZ? or did someone toss him back?

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Vet strats:

Step 1: stay quiet d1, don't alert n1

Step 2: talk mad shit d2/ try to lead, end the day with some sort of riff on "gn everyone!!" and then Blast

Step 3: Profit

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A Family that Slays Together Stays Together

PR225/ PL65/ Brie/River/ Human : Halfa!Jazz AU: Jazz has been protecting Amity Park from other ghosts for years now! So who does this Phantom character think he is, coming into her haunt and trying to tell her how to do her job???

Jazz grits her teeth as she dodges another ectopus tentacle while keeping a hand on it. It’s harder than she makes it look-- or, it would be if anyone could see it.

No, she’s just grappling with four--

Five, she mentally corrects as another squishy body impacts her lower back and she has to stifle a grunt.

--five ectopuses hundreds of feet above a busy street while keeping her invisibility stretched over the darn things.

In the beginning, she really hadn’t known what was happening. Sure, her parents always talked about ghosts, but she had just chalked it up to obsessive behavior as a reaction to a childhood trauma. Most people had trauma from their childhoods, and those people dealt with it in different ways. The Doctors Fenton had chosen to fight… ghosts.

There were worse things to do than chase a fantasy. At least they hadn’t become serial killers or started an underground fight club or messed with the mafia or something.

(It gave them agency, she used to think. Building better and better weapons to combat more powerful, unknowable beings that were always out of their reach was certainly A Behavior that likely stemmed from a very deep trauma in their early lives, so while Jazz had dearly wanted them to change their behaviors, she really couldn’t begrudge them this.)

(Now she knew differently.)

And then she started seeing things.

The green, glowing goop in the basement had been the first step. Everything had been normal before that. Or, well, normal for her. She would get up, dress herself and her baby brother Danny, feed herself and Danny, and then walk him to the elementary school before rushing over to the middle school before she was late.

One day, though, in her first year of high school, her parents had called her down to the basement to show off their newest, exciting discovery in the esteemed field of ecology: ectoplasm.

Jazz had taken one look before marching back up the stairs, wondering which one of them had finally caved and bought the ingredients to make the glowing slime to further the other’s delusions.

And then the hotdogs came to life.

Jazz had very carefully resealed the ziplock bag and tossed it into the trash, putting the whole thing out of her mind. Some parasites, she had researched later, could make it seem like the tainted food was wiggling.

She’d paid a careful amount of no attention at all to the glowing blobs or orbs or similar that she had started to see out of the corner of her eye. It was stress, most likely. Change is always stressful, and moving up to high school is one of the most important big milestones in a youth’s life.

Or, maybe, sleep deprivation. The possibilities were simultaneously truly endless and well-documented and explained.

Jazz was usually very careful with eating anything that her parents had made for them because of a few-too-many times getting food poisoning, but she had let down her guard around the takeout her parents had brought home one day after their “ghost hunting.”

Danny hadn’t been there to eat, thankfully. He’d been off with one of his friends, Tucker Foley. He was staying the night at the Foley residence to work on homework and generally hang out with one of his friends. It was very healthy, productive, and de-stressing behavior that Jazz generally approved of.

And then she’d thrown up the blindingly green substance later that night.

It stained the toilet a neon green, the tips of her hair that had caught the vomit turning a seafoam blue, the polar opposite of her own hair color.

It was almost welling up in her. She couldn’t stop throwing it up and the more she expelled, the more her eyes and nose seemed to water, until she touched it to find that those areas were leaking ectoplasm as well.

She had stripped down to her leggings and tight undershirt almost immediately, irrationally concerned for the state of her clothing if the ectoplasm would drip on them.

The leaking wouldn’t stop, so she did the logical thing and started to run a bath. She could get clean and hide the sound of her puking her guts up every few minutes. A great idea, in her opinion.

Less of a great opinion, she thought a few minutes later when her strength started going while she was in the tub.

The entire thing looked like it was filled to the brim with ectoplasm, the substance having started to leak out of her very pores a few minutes after she had climbed in the tub.

The last thing that had passed through her mind as she had slipped under the surface of the ectoplasm laden water had been: I hope Danny doesn’t find me.

And then the first thing that she thought when she shot up again some time later was: I’m going to be late for class!

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My #1 post of 2022

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AoD Head-canons

Side note: None of these are actually canon! Spoilers for Angels of Death’s manga! If you rb this, please do not tag it with ZackRay. I respectfully do not want to be associated with the ship. Sorry there’s no Gray head canons, I’m not very familiar with his character. Love you all, lovelies!! <3

Zack

His favorite food is definitely Doritos. We drag him for the soda with cereal shit but that is for BREAKFAST. All the other meals? Chips. Do not @ me.

^ Definitely has a high metabolism. That’s why he’s so skinny but eats junk food all the time.

Steals/gets magazines from Cathy to look at the pictures and try to decipher what some ads are for.

Loves horror movies still to this day. Probably gets some of his killing tactics from the serial-killers he watches.

When someone finds out he can’t read/when he tells someone he can’t read, he gets angry as a defense from his embarrassment. He’s very self-conscious about it.

He’s very distant from Eddie (and possibly Rachel) because he reminds him of the children in the orphanage he had to bury. Plus, since his floor is associated with graves, it gives him very bad memories of the children there.

^ He was like an older brother to the children in the orphanage. While he doesn’t show it, he definitely felt depressed and frustrated after their deaths because he couldn’t do anything to help them. This also adds onto why he doesn’t like being helpless.

He hates lies because his mother left him at the orphanage and said that she would come back to get him later. (And possibly that they would “help” him with his burns.)

People might drag me for this, but I personally think Zack is straight. There were no given clues that he had a male lean at all and even included that Zack thought a woman was cute for her lie about being a fan. I dunno, I just don’t think he would be all with the guys in my opinion. But of course, I STAN OTHER SEXUALITIES FOR HIM!!! If I had to say he was queer, I would definitely put my bets on bisexual because I don’t think he would get the concept of transgender, non-binary, etc.

Rachel

Rachel was named after her mother.

^ She was much closer to her mother rather than her father and learned how to sew from her. Before her mother and father started to become alcoholics (and possibly drug addicts/gamblers) they were much kinder and let her have a small pet. Hamster, fish, outdoor cat, something like that.

Rachel loves to read fantasy novels and fairytales. Her favorite ones are Alice in Wonderland and Cinderella.

Bullied at school for being quiet and shy, however, she was very intelligent so all of her teachers loved her. People most likely called her a teacher’s pet. </3

Knows how to play fluent piano.

Rachel was closer to Zack than Eddie because she was used to being unfairly treated (because of her parents) and didn’t understand why he was being so nice to her. She began to believe that he was going to manipulate her or try to pull something that would end up hurting her. So, she refused his offer on top of Zack swearing to God.

^ When Eddie was laying in the grave, Rachel was going to invite him to join her and Zack to leave the facility together and that he could bury her after Zack killed her. However, she couldn’t say anything before Zack got to him.

Rachel is self-conscious about her looks because she isn’t as “grown” as the other girls her age.

I’m also pretty sure Rachel is straight. Please don’t drag me for this-once again there are no clues that she is. The only romantic interest she even (semi) had was Eddie. Soooooo…y e a h -

Danny

Not a head canon but take it anyway. People drag him for being a pedophile, but honestly NO. This man is so sweet when he’s not going insane about eyes, please. Danny stans out there STAND UP. Your man is definitely not a pedophile. He works with children for God sake’s, he was just so excited about seeing his mother’s eyes again that he lost it. The creators did an amazing job catching his mental instability. Just because he had jumped onto her does not automatically mean he has an interest in children. <3

I would say this man is definitely a clean freak.

Has a crush on Cathy, buys her clothes, talks to her the most out of all the angels, etc.

When he’s not wearing a doctor’s coat, Danny has some STYLE. Definitely a dapper gentleman if I do say so myself. He goes out looking fine.

^ Radiates easy-going teacher energy.

Danny’s favorite color is blue for obvious reasons. Walk into his office? Blue. Walk into his bedroom? Blue. Look in his closet? Blue.

Into astrology or something nerdy like that. I say astrology because of the blue moon that he relates to his mother’s eyes but he definitely has interest in nerdy things like that.

If I were to say his sexuality, I would assume it’s maybe bisexual?? But I have no idea once again NO CLUES. Actually, I’ve seen people ship Danny x Zack which…ALRIGHT GET INTO IT!!! Altogether though, it is presumed that he has an interest towards Cathy, so I would say definitely a feminine lean.

Eddie

(The sun. The absolute sun. Perfection. We do not slander Eddie here. If you dislike Eddie, get out of here. Immediately. /j)

Eddie’s favorite flower is the poppy flower! It’s actually seen in the anime that he has a vase of them and throughout the episode, he gives Rachel a few! The poppy’s flower language means “peace in death,” so this automatically makes sense as to why he loves them so much! Here’s a picture of one of the poppy flowers from the anime and an actual poppy flower!

Eddie is very insecure about his looks, which is one of the reasons he wears his mask constantly. While he does say it’s because it makes him feel like a professional grave-keeper, he also seems to be embarrassed/ashamed of his ginger hair. He never reveals his face to the girl in episode.eddie, didn’t plan to reveal his face to any of the characters in episode.0, and didn’t purposely reveal his face to Rachel in Angels of Death. He tells the girl, which I will call Elizabeth, not to look at his face while he’s making a grave, even though all she could even see was his eyes. So, he might have been insecure because ginger hair was so rare, along with his green eyes that are also the rarest eye color, and freckles that covered his face.

This head canon is a little disturbing, just a little fyi. Eddie became so lonely that he would put corpses into the freezers he had to look at them and talk to them as if they were still alive. He only chose a few because he likes burying the rest, but he couldn’t handle being so alone that he shoved the feeling of wanting to bury them aside and pretended to have conversations with them. Considering he was the youngest angel there, he seemingly didn’t like to interact with the adults because he felt uncomfortable. So, the corpses are probably children around his age and/or animals that he found roaming about.

Eddie is extremely good at math. This only makes sense because grave-work inquires a lot of math and he was seemingly creating graves at a very young age. This would mean he had a higher level of understanding in math than regular children his age and would most definitely be in advanced mathematics rather than basics. However, his spelling? Terrible. There was even this cute little comic strip from Sasuten where Eddie spells ‘because’ wrong and gets completely embarrassed about it. While he likes to write letters, that spelling would not be 100% correct.

Feminine. Very feminine. Other than his grave-keeping hobby, Eddie shows many characteristics that would usually be more feminine. Like planting flowers, cooking/baking, drawing, reading, things like that. He even appears feminine. He would probably be insecure about this also, considering he had three brothers who were “hooligans.” (As he would say <3)

Eddie has lots of nightmares about his older brother hurting him again and/or being abandoned…

^ Adding onto that, Eddie has the fear of being abandoned rather than being alone. He can easily be alone in the graveyard or on his floor, but he doesn’t like the thought of being abandoned by the other floor masters. This fear is also built up by rejection and abuse from the past.

Pansexual but closeted. He just wants someone to love him no matter what their gender is at this point. And yall can’t tell me he hasn’t killed a boy his age and DIDN’T LIKE HIM. I mean come on. Very much pansexual vibes from him. But he would never admit it.

Cathy

Obviously a diva so her favorite color is pink. Skinny legend!!!

Dyed her own hair without even thinking about transitioning it…just straight pink and blonde. I’m sorry Cathy, but HIRE SOMEONE NEXT TIME PLEASE-

Wears Gucci all day everyday.

Definitely acts extra and puts cucumbers on her eyes and lotion on her face like in the movies as she sleeps with one of those silky robes.

She loves packaged ramen noodles, even though she seems like the type to eat fancy. Nah, she’ll be electrocuting a bitch and eating her noodles while watching, like the icon she is.

Goes to every floor just to show off her new clothes and nails, then just D R A G S THOSE HOES. LIKE- “Awwww, are you an actor~? I saw you on the TV yesterday! Animal planet is my favorite~”

^ Doesn’t go to Zack’s floor because she doesn’t want to get her look ruined with a scythe plunged into her stomach.

Bisexual queen. Lucy and Danny are the only proof we need.

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