#Danny: what do you mean I’m dating a famous person Sam

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Damian does not know how he has got into such a mess.

That was a lie.

Like most messes in his life, it all started with his family and their constant “ribbing”.

‘They act as if gaining a date was not easy,’

Damian glared as he scouted out a suitable target in the mall.

Sitting alone by the arcade there was an attractive boy on his phone.

Acceptable.

Making his way next to his target, he sat down and tapped his shoulder.

The other boy flinched and subtly (though not to someone as trained as him) glanced Damian over, eyes seeming to catalog instinctively.

Good, not perfect but admissible all things considered.

“Uh hi.?”

“Your age.”

“Pardon?”

“What is your age?”

“16.?”

Damian nodded as he mulled over the information. About a year his senior, not ideal but still viable.

“ Date me.”

“Excuse me??”

“I will pay you for your inconvenience of course but I am in need of a date and you are the most suitable person I have seen so far.”

“Wait a minute-“

“Here is your first payment.”

Damian handed the boy the envelope he had prepared for today and had to hold back a smirk as he saw they other boy’s eyes widen.

“I-“

“I will pay you monthly with bonuses for any extremely taxing events that may occur if you agree.”

“I- I guess?”

“Good, now give me your number and I will contact you for our first date. My name is Damian Wayne.”

“Danny..”

~~~~~~

For all purposes the agreement has only worked in his favor.

His family was off his back, galas were less boring and they even shared common interests.

That being said,

“You did not need to give me a gift Daniel, it was not a requirement.”

Damian looked down at the katana shaped keychain he was handed, it was well made and surprisingly sharp.

“I know Dami, but it just reminded me of you!”

What a mess indeed…

#dp x dc #writing prompt #danny fenton #danny phantom #batman #dc x dp #shipping #damian wayne #dead serious #who would’ve though dating someone could lead to romantic attraction? #certainly not Damian #*casually heads Danny enough money to pay his rent for the month and utilities #Danny: I can finish my education #Danny: what do you mean I’m dating a famous person Sam #Danny: Tucker stop laughing!!

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Truth be Told

Rating: G Fandom: Danny Phantom

Sequel to dwelling on deceit

Tags: Valerie POV, Post-PP

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Danny Phantom saving the world with his genius plan was something Valerie had to give him kudos for. Especially after he confirmed her suspicions and transformed back into Danny Fenton right before her eyes. She was a bit stunned to see it happen to say the least, but she knew. And was glad she was right.

The Danny she knew was just a dorky, awkward kid that she had ended up crushing on. It was… sudden. And she didn’t quite know how it happened. Little did she know she’d been fraternizing with the enemy. Danny did though. He knew she was hunting him. And yet… still pursued her. Still wanted to feel like a normal kid and date the girl he liked. She couldn’t imagine how hard it’d been for him. How hard she’d made it on him to constantly fight her knowing full and well he didn’t want to.

Dating Danny had been an uphill battle. As much as she liked him, she knew in her heart that he liked someone else more. Valerie wasn’t stupid. She could see the way he looked at Sam. It was selfish of her to confront the goth girl on the issue, but she wanted to hope that Sam would back off. She remembered when she overheard Sam saying that they’d give her a chance for Danny’s sake, but they knew. They knew this wouldn’t work out.

Jeez, Valerie owed Sam an apology. But… that would come later.

When she suited up, she hadn’t expected to find Danny so quickly. And surprisingly… alone? He and Sam had been attached at the hip since the Disasteroid. Valerie had noticed a small class ring on Sam’s finger every day at school when the two walked down the hallway with their fingers intertwined. Which was super lame and definitely not Sam’s color, but was fitting for Danny. She hated to admit that they were cute. As much as it made her want to gag.

He sat upon the town billboard. The one with the dumb “Amity Park: A Nice Place to Live!” slogan. Yeah, Amity Park was a great place to live if you enjoyed the constant ghost attacks. She was sure their town was going to become a tourist attraction not too long after the famous Danny Phantom saved the world.

“Do ghosts normally haunt billboards at night, Phantom?” she teased as she retracted her hoverboard beneath her feet.

“Night is the best time to haunt, Red, makes things spookier,” he replied, not turning to face her yet. His ever charming sarcasm oozed from his voice, but she could place a bit of hesitance in his tone as well.

Poor guy. Danny probably thought the worst of her. She hadn’t spoken to him since they had returned to school. He had spared her a few glances and nervous smiles between classes, but she hadn’t said anything. She hadn’t dared to pop open that can of worms. And yet, there she was… somehow finally finding her courage to speak to him. The boy she had hunted… the boy she had dated.

Her face softened as she smiled. “Hey, Danny.”

He looked at her then, those green eyes piercing and glowing. “Hey, Val,” he smiled. A genuine Danny smile that she had come to appreciate so much.

Valerie took a seat next to him, not sure where to even begin. But Danny took the lead, of course.

“So, how long is this truce thing going to last? I kind of miss you chasing me around with blasters,” he joked with a half hearted shrug.

Valerie chuckled, leaning back on her palms. “I didn’t know you enjoyed fighting so much..”

“Oh, yeah. Screaming in pain, getting caught in nets, even Skulker constantly telling me he wants my pelt on his wall: love it.”

“That’s a little TMI, Danny. I didn’t need to know that you were a masochist.”

Danny gaped at her. “That is not what I--”

Valerie cut him off with a burst of laughter. He pursed his lips, giving her a glare for teasing him but seemed to relax and join in the fit of giggles with her.

When the chuckles died down, Danny finally leaned back on his palms as she was. “You knew, didn’t you?”

She didn’t have to ask him to elaborate. Valerie already knew what he was asking. She looked up, gazing at the stars with a hesitant smile etching at the corner of her lips. “I had a suspicion. That was my fault, though, I shouldn’t have been so nosy and pried.”

Sighing, he shook his head. “No, if anything I was glad you knew. It’s hard explaining why I didn’t like Vlad Masters without a reason. Especially as a ghost.”

“If it’s any consolation, I don’t like him either.”

Danny snorted at that. “Pretty sure no one likes him anymore, Val. He tried to conquer the world by force and promised safety he couldn’t follow through on. Even my dad hates his old pal Vladdy.”

“Well, I didn’t like him anymore before that. And I tried so hard to play nice so he’d give me information. I think he tried to hint at your identity a few times too.”

Humming, he nodded. “Sounds right. Vlad always had a weird obsession with me.”

“What a freak.”

“A crazed up fruitloop.”

Valerie snorted at that. “I just--I want you to know that I’m happy for you. You’ve never seemed happier and I’m glad. You deserve it, Danny.”

He looked at her, those green eyes seeming to pierce her soul. He really was too kind. Too good, ablet a bit devious at times she knew. He always wanted what was best for everyone. Willingly sacrificed himself for the greater good so many times. And somehow, he was still the dorky unpopular kid at her school. The one she was mean to for so long because she thought that’s what she was supposed to do. Dating Danny had really opened her eyes to the person he could be. It didn’t surprise her one bit that he was Danny Phantom: the ghost hero of Amity Park.

“Thank you.”

The response was so genuine… it made her heart ache. There was a look on his face, however… something that told her there was more he wanted to say. Something in his eyes that didn’t sit well in the pit of her stomach.

“What is it?” she asked.

Danny swallowed, seeming tense. “I have to ask… how do you not hate me? I lied to you--a lot. You were dating me. You were dating Danny Phantom, the literal ghost you wanted to blast to bits and had no idea. Why didn’t you come here screaming at me?”

Sighing, she felt her shoulders sag. “After that stuff with Vlad… and after I figured you out, I had a lot of time to think about it. I was a little angry at first, I guess. But then I thought about how it must’ve been for you. You just wanted to be normal for once. It’d be lame of me to blame you for that. You knew I was literally trying to destroy your other half and yet you still wanted to be with me. I can’t hate you for that.”

He considered her, seeming to soak in her words. When he nodded with a smile, Valerie felt some relief. It wasn’t even a worry she realized she had. She hadn’t thought about Danny fearing how she’d react to him being Phantom. She was glad she could clear that up for him, at least.

Clearing her throat, Valerie quickly realized that sincere conversation was no longer for her. “Sooo, is Tucker seeing anyone?”

He blinked. “Aside from his PDA? No, not that I know of,” Danny paused and grinned. “Why? You interested?”

“I dunno. Dating Amity Park’s youngest mayor in history sounds enticing..”

“What? And dating Amity Park’s ghost superhero isn’t?”

She cocked a brow. “Yeah, but I heard he’s taken.”

“Again, that’s not what I meant.”

“Duh, I know what you meant.” Valerie paused, letting silence wash over her a minute before she sighed and glanced away from him. “We were never going to work, you know that, right?”

He cocked his head in a curious gesture. “What?”

“Danny, you’ve always loved her. Even when you didn’t know it. It was so obvious to everyone else. I just--I just thought I’d take my chances.”

Danny’s cheeks tinged pink (with a little bit of green mixed in, oddly enough.) “Valerie, I liked you. A lot. My feelings for you were real too.”

“‘Liked’ being the operative word. Danny, it’s okay. You don’t have to validate your feelings to me. I know you liked me. I just know you have had stronger feelings for Sam.”

He opened his mouth as if he were going to argue, but snapped his jaw shut quickly. Pursing his lips, he glanced away. “I do. I love her.”

“Have you told her?”

“No…?”

Valerie smacked him on the arm.

“Hey!”

“Why are you telling me, Fenton!? You should be telling Sam that!”

“I will!”

“When?”

“When it feels right!”

Valerie groaned, flopping her head back. “Ughh, you’re such a hopeless romantic. It’s almost gross.”

“Hey! You liked it when I tried to woo you!”

“Maybe so.”

He gave her a knowing look before turning away. “I don’t know how to tell her. I’ll get there, okay?”

Raising her hands in surrender, Valerie caved. “Okay, fine. But do it quick, someone may snatch her up.”

“Are you trying to steal my girlfriend, Valerie?”

“Hey, maybe I just want to homie hop. I’ll date Tucker next then steal Sam from right under your nose.”

Snorting, Danny shoved her gently. “As if. Pretty sure she loves me.”

“Uh huh. Maybe she’d say it if you say it first.”

There was a beat of silence, and Valerie worried she had pushed the conversation too far. But Danny surprised her instead.

He smiled at her.

“Can we be like this all the time,” he asked.

“Me threatening to steal your girlfriend?”

He barked a laugh. “No! Just--Just being friends.”

Valerie smiled in return, holding out a hand to him. “Permanent friends truce, then?”

Nodding, he took her hand. “Permanent friends truce.”

When she let go, Valerie turned to look over the streets. As stressful as it could be to live in Amity Park, there’s nowhere else she’d want to go. This was home. These were her people. And she loved her life. It took her a long time to see it. But Amity Park meant so much to her. It was terrifying to know her life was a risk. Her home was at risk. But Danny saved them. Saved her. Just like he always did.

“You want to be a member of Team Phantom?”

“Oh, God,” she made a gagging sound. “You guys have a team name?”

“Hey! We’re cool enough to have a team name.”

“Sure, keep telling yourself that, Fenton.”

#danny phantom #danny phantom fic #danny phantom fanfic #danny fenton #valerie gray #phantom trash #ash writes

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— what was your last…

1. drink: apple juice 2. phone call: mum  3. text message: mum 4. song you listened to: One Direction - If I Could Fly 5. time you cried: not sure, it doesn’t happen often, but probably a few weeks ago

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: yes 7. kissed someone and regretted it: no 8. been cheated on: yes 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes

— fave colours

12. orange 13. purple 14. black

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: sort of 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: no 18. found out someone was talking about you: yes 19. met someone who changed you: no 20. found out who your friends are: I don’t really have any, so 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: no

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: they’re either family or people I went to school with, except a few who used to be online friends, so, aye 23. do you have any pets: three dogs, a cat, and a guinea pig 24. do you want to change your name: yes, I’ve never liked my name, my surname holds bad connections for me, and I’d like a more gender neutral name because I’m genderqueer/non-binary 25. what did you do for your last birthday: sod all 26. what time did you wake up today: half ten 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching Teen Wolf and writing for Camp NaNo/ED Big Bang 28. what is something you can’t wait for: Louis Tomlinson’s album and Robron’s official wedding 30. what are you listening to right now: The Chase 31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes, I had a friend in primary school called Thomas who went by Tom

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: my laptop refuses to boot up and takes at least an hour and a half each time I restart, and the one I want to order is temporary out of stock, so I’m losing my mind, literally

33. most visited website: tumblr 34. hair colour: blonde, but I dye it ginger 35. long or short hair: medium to short, but short

36. do you have a crush on someone: eh, no, just fictional characters and famous people I’ll never get near

37. what do you like about yourself: not much right now, to be honest 38. want any piercings: I already have a fair few, but I always meant to get more and never got on with it 39. blood type: no idea, I have anaemia and can’t donate, so it’s never come up 40. nicknames: these days, I don’t really have one, but I used to go by Em or Ema, as in Eee-ma, and, uh, others, but yeah, no, not currently, which is sad because I hate my actual name 41. relationship status: single 42. sign: Aries 43. pronouns: she/he/they, but please never refer to me by anything strictly feminine because I struggle with being AFAB as it is 44. fave tv show: Teen Wolf, maybe, but all-time is Red Dwarf and Buffy 45. tattoos: no, but I’ve always wanted one 46. right or left handed: right handed 47: ever had surgery: yes, five, and all eye operations 48. piercings: eight in right ear, five in left, two in lip 49. sport: I don’t really play sport, but I sometimes watch football and women’s tennis, though mostly I’m not interested 50. vacation: I’ve never been on a proper holiday, but I’ve definitely not been anywhere since I was five, so it’s been forever 51. trainers: Converse

— more general

52. eating: chips 53. drinking: water 54. I’m about to watch: still watching the Chase 55. waiting for: the day I stop being in pain all day, every day, and find myself a love life of some sort

56. want: better health with less pain and more mobility, so I can lose the weight and generally enjoy life more 57. get married: I’m not sure if I believe in it, not for myself, anyway, it’s never something I’ve sat and dreamed about, but if I found myself in a loving relationship with someone who meant everything, then probably 58. career: author (sort of)

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: hugs 60. lips or eyes: eyes 61. shorter or taller: taller means reaching top shelves, but either or 62. older or younger: younger  63. nice arms or stomach: arms 64. hookup or relationships: relationships 65. troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: no 69. sex on first date: no 70: broken someone’s heart: once maybe, but it was a mutual thing 71. had your heart broken: yes 72. been arrested: yes 73. cried when someone died: do animals count? I do struggle with appropriate reactions to things, though, so usually I don’t cry 74. fallen for a friend: yes

— do you believe in

75. yourself: not much 76. miracles: no 77. love at first sight: yes and no 78. santa claus: no, but I do believe in dirty old pervs who like putting children on their knees 79. angels: does Castiel count?

— misc

80. eye colour: blue 81. best friend’s name: the position is vacant 82. favourite movie: maybe The Avengers or Inception, or Donnie Darko, which used to be my favourite, or, uh, I don’t know, I like a lot of films, but not many become favourites (when they do, I wear the discs out) 83. favourite actor: Danny Miller and Ryan Hawley

84. favourite cartoon: Fireman Sam (the original), wait, does that count as a cartoon? Uh, Ghostbusers or Turtles, then, the originals again from back in my day 85. favourite teacher’s name: Miss Kelly was my favourite, she had a beautiful Belfast accent and she was pretty and kind, and, no, I wasn’t madly in love with her like an idiot

#meme #personal #me