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wolfjackle-creates · 9 months

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Bring Me Home Arc 2 Part 6

It's Wednesday! (I'm ignoring the clock that says it's 2 AM. It's totally still Wednesday. I haven't gone to bed yet which means it can't be Thursday.)

So, since it's obviously still Wednesday, it's time for another WIP Wednesday. We're getting into the real meat of the plot of this arc with this update! And now you'll maybe start to see where I'm gonna take this.

Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.

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And that was when a large, swirling-green gash opened up in the night sky and dozens of ghosts started pouring through.

“Oh man!” exclaimed Sam as they watched the ghosts wreak havoc on the street. “I’ve never seen this many ghosts attack at once!”

Danny held out his thermos as he stared. “I’m gonna need a bigger thermos.”

The ghosts all appeared to be wearing uniforms and held batons as they attacked civilians and police indiscriminately.

“Uh, Danny?” asked Tim. “Should we call in back up?”

“No!” One of the ghosts got close to their group and Danny quickly sucked it into the thermos, dropping Jazz’s milkshake in the process. “Dammit. Absolutely not. It’s bad enough with three metas here. No more.”

Across the street, they saw a couple running from three of the invaders. One of the ghosts turned invisible and entered the body of the man who went stiff before sprinting to catch up to his partner and grabbing her to hold her still.

Then one of the other ghosts turned a garbage can over the both of them. The one overshadowing the man left his body, leaving the humans crying and covered in garbage as the ghosts laughed.

“I see,” said Tim. “How do we protect Bart, Cassie, and Conner?”

“You’re metas?” asked Sam.

Cassie nodded. “Yeah, nothing special, but… I don’t want to see what a ghost could do with my powers.”

“Let’s get back to my place. My parents might be crazy, but the ghost shield works. And then we can make a plan.”

Tim nodded. “I’ll lead. Kon, Bart, Cassie, you three need to stay in the middle. Sam, Tucker, you watch our sides and Danny, take up the rear. Capture any ghosts that try to approach us.”

Amity, even during a ghost invasion, was much easier to navigate than Gotham and Tim was able to lead them back to Danny’s house without getting lost. Every scream made him want to stop and help, though. He hated being useless.

Behind him, he could hear muttered curses from his teammates and knew they felt the same. But they needed weapons. Ones that could actually hit a ghost. And they needed to make sure they could fight off any overshadowing.

A TV was thrown out of a house through a window next to them sending shards of glass raining on the ground. Sam let out a string of curses.

“Sam!” called Danny. “Are you okay?”

“I think so. Just a slice to my arm.”

“We’re almost there,” said Tim. “We’ll check it out.”

He was flat out running now, could hear the others just behind them. They turned a corner and he could see the glowing FentonWorks sign. He grit his teeth and continued to run away from the mayhem, fighting every instinct he had. He wouldn’t be able to help if he stayed. He repeated it as a mantra with every step.

And finally they were there, he grabbed the door handle and pulled it open, ushering his friends in first.

Once inside, Danny flipped a few switches and metal slammed down over the windows, though no guns or lasers came out of the walls.

“Okay. No ghosts can get in now.”

“Danny!” Jazz came running down the stairs. “You’re all okay! Mom and Dad rushed out as soon as the attack started. What’s going on?”

“Jazz! Sorry, I dropped your milkshake on the way here. And not much, just, you know, a ghost invasion.” Danny’s laugh was bordering on hysterical.

“But you’re all safe?”

“Sam?” asked Danny. “How’s your arm?”

“I think it’s all right.” Sam grimaced as she held some tissues to the injury.

Jazz joined and led her to the kitchen. “Come on, let me clean that up for you. What happened?”

“A ghost threw a TV through a window. A piece of glass got me as we ran by.”

Tucker turned on the Fenton’s TV and switched to the news channel.

“I’m Shelly Makamoto and this is Ghost Watch,” an Asian woman said in a cheerful voice. “Ghosts, can you believe it, real ghosts are invading Amity Park right now. Emergency vehicles are struggling to get through the invasion, so if you are injured and in an area of high ghost concentration, help may be delayed. It is recommended you remain put and wait until first responders are able to get to your area. Currently, the ghosts are most focused on the downtown area, so the hospital is spared at this time. We can only hope this doesn’t change. Now, our weatherman Lance Thunder is out right now, so lets switch to him to get an on-the-scene report.”

They all watched in silence as a male reporter cowered behind an overturned car as he gave his report.

Sam and Jazz returned just a moment later. Sam had a large bandaid over her arm but shook her head when Danny shot her a questioning look.

“It’s fine. Clean cut.”

Tim relaxed as well. “Glad to hear it,” he said.

Jazz nodded. “Nothing to be concerned about at all. Thanks for getting the ghost shield up, Danny. I always forget which switch is the weapons and which is the shield.”

Tim’s eyes narrowed. She was lying. Why was she lying?

“Yeah, no problem. We’re gonna go to the lab. Tim and his friends have self defense training, Gotham, you know? So I want to see if we have any weapons in the vault that they’d be comfortable with.”

“Great. I’m gonna be in my room. As class president, I want to try and make sure everyone is safe so I’ll be on the phone with my door shut. Knock before you enter!” Then she was running back up the stairs and slamming the door to her room.

Tim exchanged a glance with Cassie. That was weird.

But next to him, Danny let out a breath. “Okay, so she’s out of the way. Sam, you sure you’re okay?

Sam grimaced. “It stings a bit, but it’s fine. Jazz put disinfectant and antibiotic cream on it.”

“Great. Well, not great.” Danny grimaced and Sam punched him on the arm.

Tim cleared his throat. “You said something about weapons?”

Conner nodded. “Yeah, did you say you have a weapons vault?”

Danny laughed. “You saw the home defense system. Are you really surprised?”

Cassie shook her head. “Your parents are evil scientists, aren’t they?”

Danny led them down a set of stairs. “I wouldn’t call them evil. They’re just… a bit single minded.”

And then Tim was standing in their lab for the first time. It was all silver chrome and neon green accents. But worse, it was messy. Half assembled inventions were scattered haphazardly over every surface. And was that a half eaten sandwich on the bench? Ectoplasm dripped off one of the counters onto a puddle on the floor.

Sam, Tucker, and Danny walked in without concern, but Tim and his team held back.

Danny realized they weren’t following and looked back in concern. “What’s wrong?”

“No offense,” said Bart as his eyes darted around, “But, uh, is it safe?”

“What do you mean?” asked Danny, but then he looked around and noticed the mess. “Ah. Hang on a sec. I’ll get you rubber gloves and boots you can slide on over your shoes. That’ll keep you safe enough.”

Sam helped and soon enough they were passing the protective gear over. Meanwhile, Tucker sat down at a computer and pulled up the news report so they could keep tabs on what was going on.

“Can we get eye protection as well?” asked Tim once he had everything on.

“Sure. Mom and Dad have plenty of goggles.” Danny grabbed a few of those as well.

Still not entirely comfortable, Tim finally stepped into the lab. On the far wall, behind yellow and black doors was the portal he’d heard so much about.

Danny followed his gaze and put a hand on his arm. “Come on, Tim. The weapons vault is over here.”

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This should be enough to figure out which episode I'm using as the base for this arc! It's not quite the Ghost Fight people were hoping for in the comments of the last update, but I think this is gonna be better.

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#dpxdc #dead tired #my writing #conner: whats that you got there?#danny: a weapons vault why?#he has no clue its weird so doesnt think to hide it #its just his basement #one weapon for you and one for you and two for you #rip jazz's milkshake #damn ghosts #i am very tired #and my tags reflect that

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tashacee · 4 months

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...next week's Aspects is gonna be wild.

#it me #hero’s aspect au #hero's aspect #linked universe fic #linked universe fanfic #linked universe #lu #i have no excuse #life has been busy #i am very tired #this is what my brain is giving us

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lpsotd · 6 months

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#if there are mistakes in the photo ... i don't care anymore #i am very tired #erm. i will fix them tomorrow. if there are any #hehe horsies #best littlest pet shop tournament #best lps tournament #best littlest pet shop poll #best lps poll #tumblr tournament #tumblr polls #lps #littlest pet shop

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gravyhoney · 2 months

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Of I had a nickel for every time a ninjago villain killed their parents to gain control/power, I’d have three nickels.

If I had a nickel for every time a ninjago villain killed their parents to gain control/power by blowing them up, I’d have two nickless

#hey it’s 5 am #i am very tired #but can’t got to sleep #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #dragons rising #mason talks #mason posts

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jessadamsdraws · 4 months

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I'm not one for reposting but I've never agreed with a Twitter post in my whole life

This and Adam from beauty and the beast

I need to redraw him and give him justice

#i am very tired #and need sleep #but this cold wont let me

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thecowboykatsuki-anon · 1 year

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Outlaw! Bakugou who can't bring himself to tell you he loves you, forcing himself to be content with his fingers brushing against yours when he's guiding you through a rough town, or your body pressed back against his chest when he shows you how to use a rifle.

He often dreamt of what it would be like to kiss you, to hold you late at night, to lay you down beneath him in the grass.

He'd never act on it, though. He knows what this life- his life- does to folk, knows how it turns them hard and cold inside. And the last thing he wants is to watch it turn you. He promises himself that the first chance he gets, he'll leave you behind somewhere safe. And every time that opportunity passes, he finds himself vowing next time, for sure.

But still, he dreams. Dreams of what that first kiss could be like. What you'd feel like, taste like.

Not once did he imagine it like this.

You taste like mud and river water, your skin cold as the current he'd dragged you out of mere moments ago. Water streams down his face and into his eyes as he pinches your nose shut and seals his mouth over yours again, blurring his sight as he breathes fresh air into your lungs.

It takes longer than it should, but finally, finally, your eyes fly open and your chest heaves as dark river water spews from your mouth, splashing his cheeks as he pulls back just enough to let you suck in air in great, choking sobs.

He swears he's never heard such a beautiful sound, relief flooding his veins as you breathe on your own again.

His hands remain on you, supporting you as you roll over and vomit, brushing through your hair as he murmurs words of comfort. He's panting too, still trying to replenish his own supply of air from where he'd forced it down your throat, but you're both alive, at least for now.

He replays it in his mind for the rest of the afternoon. How one second, you were carefully picking your way across the river on the back of your horse, and the next, there was a loud splash, and your horse was scrambling up the bank past him.

Without you.

He'd only turned his back for half a second, and in that half a second, the river had tried to take you from him, dragging you under.

He swears he's never looking away again.

#ill do a part 2 tomorrow #i am very tired #outlaw!bakugou #outlaw au #wild west au #wild west! bakugou #bakugo x reader #katsuki bakugo #bnha bakugou #bakugou fluff

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nameissmile · 1 year

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Hahaha feral Raph from @quewp1’s raised wild au!

So hi! Raph is my fav, and this au has me in a chokehold!

Idk know how long Raph is savage for per-say, but I like the hole punch from the kraang so much that I made up random stuff to make it happen haha :).

So this is definitely something I’m gonna explain.

So for the idea, some idk ‘monster hunters’ (?) hear some rumors of turtle monstrosities in some abandoned docks, and take it upon themselves to hunt these guys.

I think once the rest of the turtle bros are out of feral mode, and Raph is the only ‘feral’ one left, Leo is made leader. And y’know, leader trauma and no comfort lead Raph to slowly following him around more and more, bc he can sense anxiety really well. Basically becoming a service dog for anxiety and stuff for Leo, who’s desperately trying to make him ‘conscious’ enough to take back the leader role.

ANYWAYS,

they all go back to the docks a few times to try and get him to get used to using human words and stuff, especially since they are losing their ability to understand him (more trauma!!) and Leo’s having a breakdown on some sort of roof as he desperately tries to speak with Raph, while Mikey and Donnie attempt to find them. (They probably ran off or something after an argument)

The hunters eventually find them and shot a harpoon to try and capture one of them (they go for Leo who’s closer to the edge) and Raph sees this and gets in the way, The Scene (tm) happens, and Raph is dragged away.

His last words to Leo (for the time being) “you’ll be great, don’t worry” (ironic)

I imagine that after that, Donnie and Mikey catch up and yell at Leo. And Raph is dragged away for idk a week to be tortured into doing content for a social media platform, maybe experimented on idk. But that’s it pretty much it haha. Uh yeah!

Good seeing y’all :)

#art #my art #rottmnt raph #rottmnt au #raised wild au #donnie rottmnt #rise mikey #leonardo rottmnt #technically they are there #rise raph #rottmnt fanart #woooooooooo #mental illness #let’s go #i am very tired #good night #:))) this is fine

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