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sparkle-d · 2 years

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waiting game | daniel ricciardo

pairing: daniel ricciardo x you

summary: in which you switch your phone with daniel's without knowing

tags: falling in love; chatting and messages; kind of enemies to friends to lovers

warnings: insecure reader; f!reader; dumb people

chapter: 6/?

(you: blue/ daniel: orange)

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chapter 6 - cinderella

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Charles asks, frowning his forehead. He is already dressed as Danny Zuko, his hair with so much hair gel, you can see it reflecting the light from the ceiling of his room.

You pout “To be honest, I’m not one hundred percent sure. I’m more at seventy percent at the moment.”

You let out a sigh, staring at your mask. You look up at Charles, he looks like a heartthrob that just came out of an 80’s movie, with his skinny jeans, tank top, all-stars, and black leather jacket. You, on the other side, are completely covered with a tight skeleton jumpsuit. At least you won’t catch anyone’s attention with Charles looking like that by your side.

The party is at Lando's house and Pierre is already there, since he went with other friends. You text Pierre, letting him know you and Charles are already leaving for the party. You take the last deep breath you can before exiting the door.

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Daniel drinks from his cup, already thinking the beer is not cold enough for his taste. The music is very loud, making it difficult for him to listen to the conversation his friends are having, but he is almost sure it’s about other people's costumes that night.

They take Halloween very seriously and think everyone is like them too, when in fact some people just want to do something fun, look hot or not bother too much with a fantasy. Esteban is dressed as a nature nymph, matching with Mick who dressed up as Persephone. Lando, Carlos and Pierre decided to go as the three aliens from Toy Story. Lando and Carlos look really cute, but Pierre’s costume is a little more… shirtless.

Daniel is the simpler of them all, he chose to go as a basketball player, with a cap on, sneakers and a tiny short. It’s not necessarily hot that night, so he decided to go with a hoodie over his jersey. Pierre gave him the looks when he saw Daniel’s effort for his costume, but soon he understood why he chose that.

“You see these?” Daniel stretches his legs in Pierre’s direction. They’re muscular and juicy and anyone in their right minds would want to take a bite on it “I want to show them off, but not make it that obvious.”

“Oh.” It’s the only thing Pierre said.

“What is beautiful is meant to be shown.” Daniel replies, with a smirk on his lips “I don’t care if I look lame, I don’t see it as competition.”

And it really isn’t for Daniel. He likes to be goofy with his fantasies for Halloween, like when he literally went literally as Goofy one year, or when he was going through his Pixar phase and thought it was a good idea to dress up as Sulley from Monsters Inc. and ended up looking like an old patched carpet.

This year Daniel wanted to look good, he wanted to show another side of him now.

Everybody already knows Daniel is funny. Well, they know he’s good-looking too, but he wants them to remember that he is also hot.

It’s not very late when Charles arrives too. He looks identical to Danny Zuko, so Daniel doesn’t even need to ask him about his costume. There’s a person beside him, her posture a little bent, trying to hide behind Charles. She’s totally covered, from head to toe, in a very tight costume with a skeleton pattern in it.

“Hey!” Charles greets everyone, already catching some eyes from the people around them “For those who didn’t recognise her, it’s my best friend, the skeleton.”

Charles laughs, tapping your shoulder and making you take a few steps forward. You raise your hand, with a very shy movement, and say hello to everyone. What happens next, Daniel has no idea because he keeps on staring at you.

Even with your whole body and face covered, Daniel can still notice that it’s you there. The way you tilt your chin looking around, or the way your fingers tap on your leg by the rhythm of the music, or how your silhouette moves slightly with the song that plays in the background.

Daniel can only see your eyes, because there’s two holes in the mask where they peak through, but around your eyes are covered with black makeup. That makes your eyes look brighter even with the dym lights around the room.

Your body is also something that catches Daniel’s attention. Now that you’re using something so tight, marking each and every curve in your body, Daniel can say you’re indeed fine in your special way.

Daniel’s thoughts are completely cut as he notices that you are staring back at him. Daniel can’t see it, but he’s pretty sure you are frowning under your mask.

You approach where Daniel is, crossing your arms in front of your chest “Is this some kind of staring contest?”

“Oh, hi, cupcake.” Daniel scratches the back of his neck, trying not to make it so obvious that he was checking you out just some seconds before “It’s a surprise for me that you joined us in this party, that’s all.”

You seem to take a second to think, tightening your arms in front of you “And why wouldn’t I come?”

“Evaluating from what happened last week, I thought these kinds of social events weren’t your favorites.” Daniel shrugs. Charles and Pierre didn’t mention it with these exact words, but when you disappeared during the party last week, they said something about you not liking being around too many people “I thought you were more the type to enjoy hanging out with only a few people.”

Daniel sees an expression he now has seen a couple of times when he’s with you. It’s doubt mixed with a fiery spark of pure energy - Daniel asks himself if that’s not anger towards him, but that’s not quite it.

Daniel saw that type of stare towards him too once. It's pride.

That’s really hot, in Daniel’s opinion.

Since the first time Daniel laid his eyes on you, he’s always been finding new things about the latter. You are quiet and prefer to stay low, you’re not trying to catch anyone’s attention, but to Daniel, you’re the most interesting always.

You can communicate so well through your eyes, stares, expressions, the way your mouth moves when you speak, how your body reacts to things… It’s not very noticeable, but when you are around, Daniel’s attention is only on you, so it’s easy for him to notice it. Daniel wants to find out more about you, what is hidden inside your thick skin.

“I’m just not used to these things, but that doesn't mean they aren’t for me.” Daniel imagines that you pout while saying that. Daniel wants to believe it, even if it’s something very not like you.

“I’ve never said that.” Daniel smirks.

You shrug, sounding careless for once “But you thought about it, I know it.”

Daniel raises his eyebrows, has she been drinking? “Well, sorry for fitting you into a stereotype, it wasn’t my intention.” Daniel grabs a beer with his free hand, making a move with his fingers and showing it to you “Are you drinking tonight, perhaps?”

Your eyes being the only thing Daniel can see, bright and sparkling, but they’re showing nothing to Daniel right now. They’re like a blank canvas, there’s no feeling radiating from it, which makes it a little difficult for Daniel to read you. It makes him bothered, because he wants to know everything that is going inside your head.

You accept the beer.

“I’m not used to drinking, but I’ll let myself enjoy a few drinks today.” You open the can and chugs from it “Just don’t tell Pierre.”

Definitely tell Pierre, Daniel thinks. But until Pierre is too involved in some flirting near them that Daniel prefers not to understand or even pay too much attention to, he can watch over you.

You know, be a good friend and make sure you won’t do anything you shouldn’t. Unless, of course, Daniel is the one to offer three cans of beer to you - who gladly accepts and gulps down the not-so-cold beer in just minutes. Daniel likes to see how excited you become after some alcohol is running through your system. Your hips are slowly dancing to the pop song that is playing, and Daniel can definitely tell, even without seeing, that you’re smiling and enjoying yourself that night.

“I need to go to the bathroom!” You almost scream too high in Daniel’s direction, but Daniel finds it extremely adorable “I will be right back!”

Daniel just nods, letting a flutter grow inside of him. You walk away from Daniel, disappearing in the ocean of people in front of him. Suddenly, Daniel feels like this party isn’t as good as it was before. He can notice the stares around him, the girls trying to approach and hit on him, but they are too… ordinary. There’s no mystery behind them, there’s no deep secret hidden behind their eyes and they surely don’t speak like a 90’s romance writer trying to insult you every now and then.

They aren’t as interesting as Daniel wishes they were. It’s not their fault, it’s Daniel only projecting things he discovered he likes in a certain person onto those girls. They can’t beat you because they’re not you, and that’s what Daniel is looking forward to in a person right now.

He takes a sip from his can, trying not to look extremely bored when Lando comes and saves him “You have to look at this.”

Lando grabs Daniel by his arm and pulls him into the crowd. Daniel has no idea what Lando thinks is so interesting that Daniel would want to see it, but he follows his friend because anything is better than people asking ‘do you come here often?’, when he has seen those faces all year in every in party.

When Daniel starts to hear some cheers and there’s a ping-pong table next to them, he knows that’s where Lando found the most amusing thing to show Daniel. It is actually very amusing and interesting, because it’s you playing the game.

You took your mask off and now there are only two black holes around your eyes and your messy hair pushed to the back, so the strands aren’t in your vision’s way. To Daniel’s surprise, you are extremely good at beer-pong and make perfect hits every time you’re with the ball. People are cheering for you, not a single sight getting away from you.

Everyone’s attention is on you.

You seem to glow, not only because you’re a bit sweaty, but because you indeed look happy. Your smile is big and when you get another ball inside the cup, you let out a very cute and sexy groan. Daniel could watch you playing beer-pong all night, just to see that different side of you.

“Another free shot for our biggest player of the night!” Someone shouts, bringing a bottle of tequila near you. You don't think twice before opening your mouth and drinking from the bottle.

People are cheering again, but as soon as your head lowers from the shot, Daniel can see that you’re not feeling too well.

Daniel approaches you, grabbing you by the waist “I think our champion needs a little rest and a cup of water!” Everybody laughs as other players come to the table and get on your spot.

“But I wanna play another round…” You say, trying to get away from Daniel’s grip, but you have no strength on your body “Did you see it? I’m like the best at this and I didn’t even know it.”

“Finding new skills, I guess.” You let out a giggle, giving in and letting all of your weight on Daniel’s shoulder.

“And there I was thinking I have no talent.” You smile, but suddenly your expression changes “But I think I drank too much, I’m feeling really dizzy right now.”

“How many rounds did you win?” Daniel asks, he hasn’t been away from you for too long, but enough for you to get completely wasted.

“Three? I think.” You move your body in a funny way, and Daniel manages to carry you to the outside of the house. There’s a huge pool there, where the party continues with a crowd dancing and drinking.

“So you took three tequila shots?” Daniel asks with his eyebrows raised. You had those cans of beer with him and took more than two tequila shots, no wonder you were this drunk “I left you for half an hour only!”

“Don’t blame me for being too good and winning free booze.” You pout and Daniel can’t control the butterflies that appear inside of him.

“I blame Charles who left you alone at a party.” Daniel sees a spot where you can sit on the stairs outside near a big three.

You sit on it and let your head hang on Daniel’s shoulder. Daniel goes to the freezer and takes a cup and some ice with tap water, giving it to you “I don’t need Charles or Pierre to babysit me at a party. I can take care of myself alone.”

Daniel wants to reply to that, but he would only be replying to a drunk person and also probably going into your insecurities “I know, but they could be with you right now, taking care of you. I don’t even know where they are…”

The breeze is not too cold, but Daniel is wearing mini shorts, so his legs are shivering. He looks around, to see if any of his friends are around, but even Yuki is nowhere to be seen.

“Daniel?” Your voice is very soft and if Daniel was a little far away from you, he wouldn’t listen to you “There’s too many people here outside…”

Daniel’s eyes look around and indeed, there’s way more people outside the house, than inside. Your body is uneasy and Daniel can notice that you start to breathe faster.

“Are you okay?” Daniel asks, brushing your hair away from your face with his hand.

“I just don’t like crowded places.” You shut your eyes, trying to control whatever was happening inside of you. Daniel doesn’t know how it works, because you were totally fine until a couple of minutes ago, and now you’re back at this mindset again.

“You were playing beer-pong to a crowd just a moment ago.” Daniel said but that doesn’t make anything better. You aren't listening or thinking straight, this is the first time you become aware of the people around you in a while.

You touch your hair “And I lost my mask.” Your face is a mixture of feelings, but Daniel can notice you are starting to become too anxious “I-I…”

Before you can go deeper into those feelings, Daniel makes you stand again, grabbing you again by your waist.

“I think we should go for a walk, what do you think? Until you sober up.”

You just nod, letting your head hang on Daniel’s shoulder again. You take a couple of deep breaths as Daniel leads you to the path to this amazing yard. The whole city is probably inside that party, so they have to walk a little longer until there’s no one around them. You don't seem to be hyperventilating anymore, but your body is still being carried by Daniel.

“Are you too drunk?” Daniel starts “Like really drunk?”

“Definitely.” You just answer, your foot getting in Daniel's way and almost making you fall “Maybe not that much, but enough for me to feel like I’m made out of jelly.”

“Should I take you to your house?” Daniel doesn’t have time before you groan “So anywhere but your house?”

You sigh, trying to gather the words that make sense to explain it to Daniel “I don’t wanna go there tonight. I wanna do things from another point of view, not just watching everything from my room’s door.”

You hiccup.

Daniel smiles, knowing what you mean. You walk a little more until an idea pops inside Daniel’s head.

“Do you want to go on an adventure then?” He asks, checking if he has the right keys he needs in his hoodie’s pocket “Just you and me, no crowd around us.”

It might be the alcohol you had until now, or the sweet feeling you get on your body, filled with excitement. You don't even enjoy Daniel’s presence, but you agree to whatever Daniel has in mind for that night, you don't ask what they are going to do, or where they are heading to.

Daniel feels like he have won an award, a difficult phase in a game he deeply adores, because you are trusting him with your life at that moment.

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“How did you manage to get the complex’s covered pool key?” You ask, getting distracted by the reflections of the water on the ceiling.

Daniel smirks “Let’s say I won a bet with Lando once..”

Your eyes are locked in the way Daniel is walking around the pool, being on the opposite side as you are. He already took off his cap, and now is taking off his shoe and socks, sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet already in the water. Daniel takes off his hoodie, piercing you with his stare.

Daniel is only wearing his mini shorts and jersey now. And you can’t take your eyes off of him, it’s way too magnetic the way Daniel muscles move, how his body works when he decides to get into the water, getting used to the water’s temperature.

You take off your shoes too, put your cell phone with them, and sit on the edge of the swimming pool too, still watching Daniel in front of you. It’s way too smooth the way Daniel submerges into the water, swimming under the water until he is in front of you. His hair pulled back and the water dripping from it, his skin glowing with the faint light coming from one of the lights Daniel turned on.

“How did you know I like to swim? I was on the swimming team. In my school.” You say when Daniel gets closer to where you are sitting. Daniel shakes his hair slightly, making it messy with his fingers “I was very good actually.”

Daniel's smile glowing to you, he says “Why did you stop?”

“Because I became too aware of the fact that…” You take a second to think if you should speak to Daniel about those things, but you don't see why not “people could see my whole body when I was swimming.”

Daniel tilts his head, his eyebrows raised. You shrug because you can tell Daniel doesn't understand your reasons.

It makes more sense inside of your head indeed.

Daniel grabs both of your legs and pulls them inside the water. He finds a comfortable place in between them, and rests his chin on top of his arms.

“Well, I used to swim too when I was younger. I quitted swimming because I broke my elbow while training. Don’t ask me how, it’s too embarrassing.” Daniel lets out a giggle and brushes his nose.

“I’m a very curious person, so I will ask you how anyways.” You try to support your weight on your hands, but you feel too far from Daniel, so you lean forward again “It can’t be that embarrassing.”

Daniel’s fingers start to draw some patterns on your knees, but you think Daniel is not even noticing what he is doing “I went to literally kick someone’s butt in our locker room and slipped because the floor was wet.”

You grimace “It is actually embarrassing.” You conclude and Daniel laughs.

“He deserved that kick, but he didn’t get it and I went to the hospital with a broken ewbol and two cuts on my leg. It was an experience.” Daniel shakes his head again, making droplets of water hit your face “Now, what about you get in the water too?”

You don't know what to answer. A bigger part of you wants to go swimming with Daniel, but the doubts running through your brain are too loud for him to let the rest of the alcohol take control and ignore them.

Daniel reaches for your hands, holding them. His hands are cold compared to yours, but you don't mind it, you actually don't even notice the difference. Daniel is still looking at you, studying every single line on your face, every muscle that moves when you breathe - Daniel watches everything.

You nod when you feel the pressure Daniel puts on your hands, and let Daniel push you to the water. Daniel gives you a sweet smile leading you to the middle of the pool, his hands making sure to pull you closer inch by inch very slowly.

Even if you don't quite understand what is happening, you can feel your heart racing, so fast you get an odd feeling inside your chest.

The alcohol from before now is just a fog around your thoughts, making it difficult for you to focus on only one thing. You can feel Daniel’s finger touching you, the subtle grin on his lips, the way the water drips from his hair to his face and how Daniel’s presence makes you feel the most comfortable you have ever felt in a while.

“What are you thinking about?” Daniel asks, grabbing your attention to his voice.

You can’t tell the truth, you can’t admit that inside your mind, Daniel is everywhere.

“I was replaying things that happened tonight.” You think quickly, saying whatever “I think this is the first time I didn’t care much about the things around me. For the most of the time, at least”

Daniel frowns “Are you always thinking about it?”

“I’m always too aware of myself, and I don’t mean it in a very egocentric way.” You lower your eyes and watch your hands very near Daniel’s chest. You want to touch it, but you can’t “I’m always thinking about what people are thinking about me, and I prefer if I’m just invisible to them.”

You are always hiding, you don't like to be seen.

“Your bad, because I’m always watching you.” Daniel says and continues “I mean, not in a weird way.”

“Well, this sounded very weird.” You giggle with Daniel, who doesn’t seem to get embarrassed by what he said “Why would you watch me? I’m never doing anything special.”

“I’m always noticing new things about you. You are way more interesting than you think.” Daniel is moving with you, almost slow dancing inside the water “Your nose is very cute, specially when you’re in a bad mood and pinches it without noticing; your hair is so silky and shines very brightly under the sun and you probably bother every girl and boy because they know it’s only natural beauty, you probably don’t do anything to it. I like the color of your eye and how you move your shoulders when you’re embarrassed. Your hands are very smooth and probably your skin is too. But what I like to see the most are the wrinkles around your eyes, because aside from being cute, when they appear in your face it means I made you smile, even if it’s just a little bit.”

You know your flaws better than anyone. Your ugly nose, puffy eyes, legs and arms too long, way too glowing skin, weird lips and any other horrid features you could nominate one by one. But you never thought about your good traits, people never said them straight to your face. Not like Daniel just did. You can feel your face getting hotter, your cheeks feeling like they are on fire.

Daniel makes you feel weird things. He takes your hand and makes you place it on his chest, a better and more comfortable position for both of you. But he holds your hands a little longer, rubbing it with his thumb.

Your eyes are on your hands, and you notice something you didn’t before. There’s a cut on Daniel’s thumb, not very noticeable now as it is healing, but it is definitely there. You frown, because you don’t want to think about hot stuff when you’re with Daniel. You want to think only about Daniel at that moment.

You try to focus again, your thoughts about hot stuff going away. It’s Daniel, and he is the one in front of you, but you can’t stop staring at Daniel’s hands now and you can feel a shiver run through your body.

It wasn’t your intention, but you just feel like you just solved a mystery case.

No, it can’t be. But if it’s not, it’s a very, very strange coincidence. The cut on his thumb, the same way hot stuff described to you that happened with him.

“Do you like basketball?” Daniel says after noticing that your attention is on his jersey for too long “Don’t tell me you’re a Knicks fan.”

“I’m not.” You say, you actually don't like basketball that much. You try again to avoid the thoughts running through inside your head “Is 89 your playing number?”

Daniel looks at it and smiles “Not really! It’s my birth year, so I use it everywhere.”

You dazed off for a second, because something clicks inside your mind. And you don't know how to feel about it. If Daniel is really hot stuff, he knows way too much about you. He flirts with you and sometimes you flirt back, oh my god. Just a few days ago he said he likes someone, he fancies someone. He can’t be Daniel.

You’ve been talking everyday, all the time. You are actually very fond of hot stuff. You aren't fond of Daniel.

You are not.

You do the first thing that crosses your mind and puts both your hands on top of Daniel’s head, and pulls him inside the water. Daniel wasn’t expecting you to try to drown him like this, so he’s confused and takes a couple of seconds to understand what is happening. It’s the perfect timing for you to go under the water and swim until the other side of the pool.

You get out of the pool and it’s way too cold for you to be outside drenched like this, but you don't care. You don't stop for a second to think twice about leaving, running away immediately.

“I need to go.” You mumble way too fast, but you think Daniel understands.

“Wait, I was kidding about being a Knicks fan, I don’t really mind, actually.” Daniel is trying to walk and swim at the same time, anything he can do to stop you from leaving.

“I really need to go, Daniel.” You repeat, and lead to the exit.

“Hey, wait!” Daniel decides he’s too slow inside the water and gets out of it. You take your cell phone with you, the only thing that you couldn’t leave behind, and disappeared “You forgot your shoes…”

But you are long gone.

#daniel ricciardo #f1 #daniel ricciardo fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x you #formula 1 #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #f1 fic #dr3 #a little late #but hey happy halloween!!#wg #awriting

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softpine · 2 months

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did we enjoy hanging out at the virtual bar last night ..... sorry i didn't finish answering the asks i fell asleep on the floor listening to lover you should've come over on a loop for 3 hours anyway here's the rest 😌 i may not be drunk anymore but i answered them quick fire mode for that authentic experience fjkjsds

i feel like as she's gotten older, caroline became the retrospective/morose kinda drunk and that's beth's natural state so it would be like a healing therapy session for sure. mikaela gets sloppy lmaooo so she would be blabbing about things no one asked, probably dropping some crazy anecdote that no one can tell if it's true or not. danny just gets stupid horny fjksjds sorry, gotta kick him out after 2 drinks or you'll see a lot more than you ever wanted to

he earned it!!!

honestly i never do anything for my sims birthdays because there's just so many of them 😭 but tom bought him a brownie from the dining hall and stuck a candle in it, then they gathered some friends and went out for drinks later but casper paid the whole tab with danny's money lol and his friends back home got on a group phone call to wish him happy birthday 💖

it suuuuuucks :( i know it's necessary and someday it will feel good and hopefully my relationships will be stronger because of it, but in the meantime i just feel like a toddler who doesn't have the words to describe how i feel so i just cry a lot fjkjsds it's definitely easier to give austin the benefit of the doubt because i can relate, but that makes me want to see him improve more than anything. i don't want to live my life in such a closed-off way anymore and austin probably doesn't either... he just isn't at that stage yet where he realizes it's a problem, so it's frustrating to witness him act like this 😭

BETHHH all of the above!! (well except HOA, because fuck HOAs) we've seen her volunteer as a chaperone for school dances, she's definitely asa's most involved parent in his school & general safety. caroline liked interacting with other parents when asa was little, because she was a young parent she wanted to soak up as much parental experience as possible. on the other hand, mikaela felt embarrassed about how she was the youngest parent in the room when she was putting casper through school/sports so she tended to keep to herself, but she did eventually embrace her status as a soccer mom and then football mom lmao. i can see her and beth in a bookclub :')

yeah he's at the tail end of his tour right now, he only has a few shows left. in the last post with caroline & asa in the hospital, mikaela was actually on the phone with danny but it didn't really make sense to include in that scene, so i moved it to the next time we'll see asa's parents. so i can't say too much about him yet!! but yeah he did take a SUPER long break, so his team is not going to be happy if he asks for another. he tries to keep his family out of the spotlight and only shares nonspecific information about them, but of course he taps into his emotions when writing music so i'm sure a lot of his family struggles come through, just maybe not in the way a casual listener would hear and think "oh his son has had mysterious health problems his whole life" or anything like that!

it's honestly been really fun to write!! he's such a stoic figure and his inner monologue is too, but there's a lot he doesn't say even to himself that's just simmering under the surface...

@forgotten-pixels omg it's funny you bring this up!! when i first introduced mac in the story, i wasn't thinking at all about genetics, i just picked a coat pattern i thought was cute and randomly decided he would be a boy, but then right after that i switched my major to biology and took a genetics class where i had to do a whole research project about chromosomal abnormalities and used male tortoiseshell cats as one of the focuses because they have an extra X chromosome which can also occur in humans (though obviously we don't get cute patterns because of it..... sad!) but male tortoiseshell cats tend to have a ton of health problems & lowered life expectancy because of this abnormality, so if we were being entirely realistic mac probably wouldn't have survived into adulthood. but since this is the sims i decided pets can never die fjksjds i did think about doing a silly retcon where once mac is no longer a kitten he runs away for a few days and returns pregnant because oops he's actually a female cat but 1. again, this is sims so who cares about realism and 2. there is no way in hell beth would be irresponsible enough to not get her adopted stray cat fixed as soon as possible. so i just scrapped the whole idea lmao but yes!! mac is just an exceedingly rare kitty :P

aww i'm sorry i think you sent this a couple days ago, but thank you for thinking of me 🥺 i hope you had a good day!!

noo you didn't make me feel rushed at all!! i totally get wanting to know, i wish i could be more consistent but i've given up on expecting that from myself jfkjsdj but yeah don't fear, he's not really dead dead hehe

oh i love this for them, thank you so much 💖 i don't know anything but just from what you've said, i think leo & aries makes so much sense for finn and asa because like they literally were never supposed to be together or even meet in their lifetimes but by god they will NOT let that stop them 😌

@morrigan-sims AHHH yeah i honestly have nothing to add to this fjkjsds you said it all !! i could comment more but that would be spoilers territory so i'll just leave it with saying i love hearing everyone's predictions, it makes me happy that you know these characters well enough to see into the future a bit 🥺

he wouldn't do anything to hurt (physically or emotionally) asa's family, nor would he knowingly let asa hurt them himself. so...... honey you've got a big storm coming i guess 😭😭

she loves animals, particularly reptiles & amphibians, she'd be so great working in conservation or education about animals especially for kids 🥺

she has a vague idea of how certain people would react... she thinks stevie would probably believe her (at least partially) because she's always been pretty open to unexplainable phenomenon, but she falsely believes that stevie wouldn't be able to keep a secret (she doesn't know that stevie has been keeping asa & finn's secret for a decade now...). she would never want to tell elaine, because she knows elaine doesn't believe in anything supernatural and would probably assume she's experiencing actual delusions. that just leaves asa, who she might have considered telling, except that she knows how badly he's struggled with his own mental health so she would never want to potentially make it worse by confusing his reality in a sense...

oh yeah i definitely cannot comment on this one jfkjsds

asa truly does not think about consequences or the future. you wouldn't assume this is the case because of how quiet and thoughtful he seems, but he chooses to live in the moment and deal with problems as they arise, not a minute sooner. for him, there's just no way he'll ever be without finn, no matter what he has to do to make that happen or what he has to give up..

#thanks for indulging me <3 i won't get sappy but i really appreciated talking to you guys last night #asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers

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2.1 Penacony thoughts [part1]

**Mild spoiler warning** until the first moment we switch to Aventurine’s POV in the story and I don’t think much has happened yet, but if you haven’t reached that point yet, then turn away anyway if you wish I’m just gonna ramble a bit here and toss my thoughts into the void for my own reference.

Firstly, the return of the odd yellow text and Aventurine calling us ~fuh-riends~ in that hilarious and exaggerated tone of his.

Makes me wonder whom else has perished during their time in Penacony, and if it’s true, then the Family certainly has experience with covering such things up which raises many other concerns. Also gives me another reason to not fully trust Sunday.

Oh teehee~ We got Aventurine’s number. And some extra credits due to my responses, HA. sugardaddy

As we learned from a beautifully animated dance animation, Black Swan certainly knows how dangerous Acheron can be.

he whole flashback with Duke & Acheron was pretty good. It at least gives us more context rather than us being told he was killed offscreen, but still confirms the dude is dead, though he mentions the kids are alive, somehow. Duke also guessed that Acheron’s an Emanator (though he’s wrong about which path), then there was some important music box that gets brought up later on, and Acheron speaks of her sword that has indeed been sheathed this entire time, even during the 2.0 story.

At the very end of the scene it fades to black and Acheron full says: “May death be the end of your boundless dream, guiding you back to the waking world,” which I remember is the exact thing she said after witnessing Firefly’s death.

Sweetie, you’re a big mystery but it does not surprise me in the slightest to learn that you’re wanted by the IPC after witnessing your power in your many trailers. Hearing her speak about the Stellaron Hunters though made me think back to her character trailer, since I wondered if she even knew who was attacking her in the first place, but perhaps she did, even if the trio was nothing but Sparkle’s tricky illusions.

It was kinda funny seeing her get lost occasionally in the hotel during the previous story update, but now I feel bad knowing that she has horrible memory. Having to rely on your emotions seems quite challenging if you don’t have a good control of them, but she seems to be fairing well enough.

Tell us your suspicions Acheron! I mean, I have my guesses as well, but I’d take your word over anyone else’s.

It was at this moment where I had a real random idea and thought, “huh, could this be Boothill?” I found it strange how they revealed him to us when we haven’t even met the dude in game yet, like he really came in outta nowhere for me. But seeing Sam again and realizing how both of them have robotic bodies.. I dunno. I thought it could’ve been an extra set of armor or something.

Of course it makes no sense, since Sam & Boothill have different voice actors anyways, but still, the way Acheron speaks so familiar to him, as if they were both truly galaxy rangers, gave me second thoughts for just a brief moment. Nothing more. Just a small silly idea.

The return of the worrisome red text, capable of causing anxiety even through such a small word. With her horrible memory, I assume she’s not even sure what she’s supposed to be doing in life, so asking about Elio’s script and if she’s included made me think she’s trying to learn about her purpose and her own goals.

Say it loud, mom! We shall NOT. TRUST. ANYONE! And at this moment I seriously don’t. If they ain’t from the Express then you’re sus. Case closed.

Glad to see Danny boy lending us a helping hand from the train, but red text begone! First learning about how Acheron has terrible memory and now we can’t even remember her well? That can’t be good.

I firmly believed that if you die in the dream, you would just wake up in real life, so thank whatever Aeon you fancy that we’re finally getting the idea to head back into reality to confirm if Firefly and Robin are still alive. Maybe we should check up on those couple npcs that passed away during side quests too.

The way I held my breath.. I don’t even know much about HI3 but I’m aware our grandpa is more or less the same guy, so seeing him interact with some like Acheron, oh dear. The way Acheron still didn’t reveal her true name to him made me more wary too. I get she might not even remember, because poor memory, but hmmm.

I can understand her having some Stellaron Hunter knowledge because she’s wanted just like them, but ma’am why do you know this?? especially since the Family doesn’t even know the truth about Welt’s cane apparently.

Can’t lie, a fight between him and Acheron would be a spectacle. Who do you think would win?

Again, how does she know this? Has she been chatting with Aventurine? because he figured out our stellaron last patch too.

First thought: yay, she’s worried about us. Second thought: why would she be concerned about Black Swan? Shouldn’t it be the other way around after their dance? Third thought: What exactly is Black Swan capable of and how frightened should I be right now? Fourth thought: Acheron, why do you know so much about others??

So this music box.. why exactly does Black Swan have it now? Didn’t Acheron snatch it from Duke Inferno? Was she planning to give it to BS, or did memokeeper steal it off her? I dunno.

Is it me or does it feel like she’s talking to someone else? Another memokeeper? Or just to herself for dramatic effect? Either way, who exactly are we expecting to show up?

I honestly was getting a bit creeped out during this scene, from the weird camera angles the game was giving is to seeing Black Swan not understand what was going on or who was speaking to her. I actually started fearing for her life and I made a stunning realization that if they killed off BS I would actually freak out. Surprisingly, I wasn’t too upset over Firefly (we didn’t spend much time with her), but it feels like we’ve know BS for longer you know? Ever since that trailer about all the Aeons.

I can hear Luocha somewhere in the distance going “the dead return!” I tease, but actually hearing one of those from Ever-Flame Mansion call out to BS was a bit confusing? Duke said his kids were alive, sure, but BS is looking at past memories attached to the music box, right? So I’m still a bit on the fence regarding who out of the kids are actually alive. Maybe some, maybe all. Maybe I’m being played for a fool and thinking about it too much.

How many of y’all got excited to see Ratio interact with Aventurine again? I know you people are out there. Anyways, hearing about how Robin had a stand-in leads me to believe her death was planned, which would upset me greatly because what did that precious lady ever do to anyone??

It’s crazy this man has actually tried several times to end himself inside the dreams, like bro what if you actually succeeded?? At least this shod bring us some relief that Firefly and Robin are okay? Hopefully? I’ll believe when I see them.

I freakin' knew there was something wrong with her voice!! The first couple times we meet her you can tell her voice sounded off, like it was glitching out or something. It’s not very easy to hear, but the difference between the real Robin and Sparkle impersonating Robin towards the end of the last patch sounded different. No wonder Sunday picked up on Sparkle’s trick so easily.

Soooo, that’s pretty much everything I went through after the update hit. Unfortunately it isn’t much but adulting is a drag. Of course I’m looking forward to continuing the story later on. Starting with these men again will be a treat too.

(originally written on 3/27)

#honkai star rail #aventurine #black swan #acheron #sam #welt yang #dr ratio #gameplay #revsposts

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What It’s Like To Date Daniel Garcia (in my mind): Daniel Garcia X Reader

Genre: Fluffy headcanon

Summary: A glimpse of dating Daniel Garcia

Word Count: 641

Supreme Speaks: I realized despite this man still being a love in my life, I have not written about him. Also my day has been shitty so I decided to post this for cheering up. And as always my requests and inbox are open to all. I hope everyone is doing well and remember you are loved and appreciated.

Warnings: none really…I *tried to* used gender neutral terms in here to appeal to everyone, not proofread

Taglist: @princess00wifi @wwenhlimagines @triscillal @diabloguapos @hooks-martin @sheinthatfandom

I think most people think Daniel as a very serious person (who is quite cold and stoic)

BUT HELL NAW THAT LITTLE CAT IS EVERYTHING BUT THAT

Danny is a goofy bf, I can just see it

If y’all seen any Isiah Kassidy or BTE vlogs, then you know how funny this man can be

He would try to make you laugh under any circumstances

You: Danny, what are you doing?

Daniel: *dancing with a water bottle as his mic* THe ThINgS I WannA dO TO yOu BENd me OVER-

The man is a switch I tell you

I feel like he would call you cute nicknames like Babe and Baby

But he would also call you (playfully ofc) loser

He is a menace as he constantly (playfully i emphasize) calls you out

ALSO if you seen any vlogs featuring him, you would know he’s down for anything

Wanna go prank the boys? He’s ready

You wanna drive around at 2 AM? He’s already warming up the car

Speaking of the vlogs, he would just constantly bring you up with a smirk ironically

“Well you know, my significant other is very talented in that area ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)”

I personally think you, Isiah, and Daniel would be a trio of bffs

But Daniel would also be very protective of you

I feel like he would warn the person at first like “I don’t think you wanna talk to them like that. So correct yourself and try again” (man’s from New York)

And then he would whoop their ass while saying what’s up repeatedly (again man’s from New York)

Since he does have to wear matching outfits with the JAS often (ew), he rarely matches clothes with you (nothing against you it’s just that he wants his own outfit)

“Okay, so I saw this outfit earlier-“

“Can we wear that on Friday? I’m already matching with Jericho tomorrow”

But I do see him wearing your accessories like necklaces or scrunchies on his wrist while you wear his clothing

I can see this man loving PDA

Like anywhere from kisses and hugs to ass slaps and putting each other’s hands in pockets

To the point where y’all put S**my and Tay to shame

Also y’all would just lightheartedly roast each other on twitter (whether you’re a wrestler or not)

Just constantly funny bickering that gets other wrestlers invested and taking sides

Would not play wrestle with you….it would be a war that would go into a pillow fight with him commentating on it

“And the Dragon Slayer goes in for an uppercut but is cut off by an ass shot to the face??”

Goes sneaker shopping with and for you

Would bring you back at least two pairs of shoes

Although he wouldn’t really wear that many matching outfits, he would match y’all sneakers any day

Blasts Kpop any time of day and expects you to try to sing along

On the other side, I believe people forget that Daniel is very sweet

Dates would be anywhere, anytime no matter what

HE WOULD BE THAT BOYFRIEND THAT MAKES YOU PLAYLISTS OMG

Know you like the back of his hand, can answer questions about you within seconds

He would do anything to see you smile

He would also try to comfort you if anything is wrong

Like full-on “shut-everything-out and all his focus is on you” kind of focus

On his list of priorities, you will always be number one

Overall, Daniel Garcia would be that boyfriend who would not be afraid to show you all sides of him

#aew #all elite wrestling #all elite wrestling imagines #daniel garcia #daniel garcia fic #daniel garcia imagine #daniel garcia x reader

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Henry Danger Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader: SEASON 3

Episode 20: Swellview's Got Talent

~Swllview's Got Talent studio~

Don't ask how they did it, because they didn't really know either. Ray, (y/n) and Henry had scored the opportunity of a lifetime when they each offered a place as a guest judge on one of Swellview's best and most entertaining shows, Swellview's Got Talent. Not as themselves, of course; no one was interested in seeing some random guy, his girlfriend and his employee clap or boo the contestants. No, they were going on as Captain Man, Miss Danger and Kid Danger, the greatest ass-kickers in the entire city, which, come to think of it, was probably how they got invited in.

"In five, four, three, two..." A man dashed off the stage, just as the lights came on, the cameras twitched and the show's energetic host sprung onto the stage, ready for an evening full of entertainment. The crowd went wild, cheering, screaming, waving their homemade signs, all for the man, who was one of those suave schmoozers who get any group of people going when he smiled.

"Good evening and welcome to Swellview's Got Talent! I'm Danny Chest--" The host announced, smirking into the camera when some random woman in the audience proclaimed her love for him in a shrill voice. It seemed he was really popular, something Ray could understand.

"I get the same thing all the time." He whispered to (y/n), making her scoff and chuckle at his big-headed joking. To say that there were cameras everywhere and she was going to be on national television, the young woman was surprisingly calm, mainly because she loved the show, knew it inside and out, and she would be flanked by her favourite teen superhero on one side and her charming, adorkable boyfriend on the other.

"Oh, yeah? I bet you say that to all the girls." She teased, keeping her gently smiling face focused on the stage and the hand resting on her thigh brushed its thumb against her soft skin. It was good that she was able to joke about shit like that now, feeling secure with the knowledge that yeah, he messed up sometimes, but he really was trying his best and their relationship had never been better.

"No, just one. She's beautiful, smart and funny, and really fucking good in be--" He started, trailing his fingers slightly higher up her thigh before her hand came to rest on top of his, securing him in place before they both got kicked off the air. Well, that and there was some odd woman on the end on the pannel table who might just happen to get a glimpse of more than she was bargaining for.

"Behave yourself, captain." (y/n) smirked and concentrated on Danny again as Captain Man squirmed in his seat and clenched his jaw. This was going to be a long recording.

"All right, ladies. Try to control yourselves. Are you having a good time? I know you are. Now, let's take a minute to say hello to this week's celebrity judges." Danny moved on from the woman's mad shouting and gestured for the camera to switch to the judge's table.

"Starting with chair number one, everyone knows basketball's superstar, LeBron James!" The man smiled, making the crowd cheer with excitement at the prospect of being in the room with such a celebrity, but the truth was much more disappointing. The whole LeBron thing was just a ruse to get them excited. "So, let's all welcome LeBron's childhood friend, Vanessa Harris!"

Well, that was a massive bummer and the folks at home, including the live audience, were noticeably and audibly confused by the randomer, who was trying to convey her minuscule connection to basketball by poor spinning a ball on the tip of her finger.

"And next, the guys and girl filling judges chairs numbers two, three and four, are no strangers to anyone here in Swellview. Now, give it up for Captain Man, Miss Danger and Kid Danger!" That definitely got them excited and (y/n) had to refrain from fanning her blushing cheeks as she smiled brightly at their screaming fans. Ray was much less humble, standing up and soaking in their praises before a dainty hand on his arm brought him back down to earth and into his seat once more.

"Hi, Danny Chest." Henry greeted the guy, still feeling all jittery from how he was on one of the best shows on air and how he was speaking to one of the most recognisable faces on TV. The butterflies in his stomach were flying high and he had never been so grateful for being a superhero's sidekick.

"Hey, Danny." Ray also greeted, feeling like it was polite and he'd be lying if h said he wasn't full of beans. First of all, he was on TV, a massive, fucking ego-stroke, second, he got to be a judge, another massive ego-stroke and thirdly, he got to do the judging with his sweet girl by his side, showing off to the entire city that he was blessed to have such an angel as his girlfriend. He was having the time of his life.

"Chest." (y/n) added on the end, unable to stop herself from making the joke and to her surprise, the audience laughed. She wasn't one for masses of attention, preferring to stick to her close-knit circle of friends that had become more like family, but for once, it felt okay to be on a pedestal - a possible effect of the mask that kept the real girl safely hidden.

"All right, then. Since we're nearing the end of this competition, you guys think that any of the performers this week, can beat our current frontrunner?" Danny asked, sending everyone into deep thought. The audience was awash with murmurs and whispers of people's predictions and even the three supers had guessed who would be good this one, with one girl being at the top of (y/n)'s list.

"Man, that's a tough one. If I had to say, I'd say no, unless you think of---uh..." Henry sighed, not wanting to seem biased 'cause that would cause a what-he-called shitstorm on Twitflash and he couldn't bee bothered to deal with one of those.

"That's, uh, hard to say. I'd love to say yes, but the truth really is no..."

"Well, I am personally of the opinion that predicting something like that is difficult." Ray and (y/n) rambled, not knowing how to answer the question since they weren't used to being judges. Yeah, they knew who each of the contestants was, but in their minds, they were all brilliant and all deserved to win even though only one person could.

"Well, clearly our judges think that our current frontrunner, Steven Sharp, is gonna be pretty tough to beat. And I'll show you why. Come out here, Steven!" Danny gestured to the right of the stage, making the room applaud when a skinny, nerdy-looking kid came running out and high-fived the host. Well, he seemed confident and circled the stage to thrill the crowd. Sure, he had a good act, meaning he was the favourite to win, but anything could change in a competition like this.

"Last week, this guy wowed us with his talent for throwing Cuban zip spikes. Can you give us a little taste of that again?" Danny asked the boy, who was only too pleased to show off for the people watching.

"'Course. How about I throw on at camera two?" Steven proposed, not caring if one of the special TV cameras were super expensive and difficult to build. He just wanted to look impressive.

"Okay, camera two! Fantastic!" The host smiled and watched in awe, as did everyone else, as Steven threw one of the spikes into the camera backwards. He didn't even need to look and made (y/n) jump in her seat as his tiny yet deadly weapon plunged through the metal camera with shocking accuracy.

"Holy shit, he's good!" The young woman gasped as her heart calm down and clapped with everyone else as she giggled with Henry and Ray about how cool his trick was.

"Thank you! I'm Steven! Thank you for applauding my talent!" The kid smiled with rosy cheeks, taking a bow before he was taken off stage so the show could move on. It wasn't the Steven Show, no matter was wicked his Cuban spike things were.

"All right, let's bring out our first new performer of the evening. Please, give an SGT welcome toooo...Harry Hoagie!" Danny pointed to another guy, who came on beaming as he dragged out a huge cabinet with a club sandwich on top. The cabinet wasn't the only large thing, his sandwich was fucking enormous, longer than his body, meaning his act was going to be pretty awesome.

"Hey there, Harry."

"Hi, Harry, nice to see ya."

"What's up, Harry?" The three superheroes greeted the man warmly, hoping to quell any nerves he might be experiencing. Going on TV was scary for any person, especially when one wrong move could mean they were going home early, so if they could put him at ease then they would.

"I used to know LeBron James," Vanessa mentioned even though everyone already knew that. She wasn't interested in Harry, she just wanted to let everyone know that she had a very minor celebrity connection, probably the only thing she had going for her.

"So, Harry, tell us what we're gonna see you do tonight." Henry quickly moved the conversation away from the woman, preferring to focus on Harry as that was his job for one night only.

"Well, I'm gonna eat this entire, six-foot, submarine sandwich in less than sixty seconds," Harry replied proudly, making the crowd gasp in awe. The sandwich was massive and it would be impossible for most people to eat in six hours, let alone a minute. Let's hope that Harry had a big appetite.

"You sure you're gonna be able to get it all in?" (y/n) questioned, her eyebrows raised when the man nodded enthusiastically. He wasn't a big guy and she was certain that there was more sandwich than man, but if it was his act, then who was she to judge?

"Okay! Sixty seconds on the clock!" Danny announced, making a large timer appear on the screen behind him as Harry got himself ready. "Ready...set...go!"

Harry stepped forward to take a nibble, but the moment his lips touched the bread, he made a weird groaning sound and his eyes glazed over as they crossed. His body twitched violently like he was having some kind of involuntary spasm before he twirled around and collapsed on the floor. Everyone was beyond concerned and confused, wondering if this was all part of the act or if an ambulance should be called.

"Okay...that's uh..." Ray muttered, not knowing what to do now that the dude was unconscious on the floor, so he just started an awkward clap, hoping everyone else would join it. It was an act, right?

"No, no, don't clap, no clapping, right now." (y/n) told him and grabbed his hands with his, which wasn't all bad for him since he got to lace their fingers together as they rested on the table.

"I was just trying to be supportive." He mumbled, looking at her and then Henry, who was equally stunned at what the hell was happening. Was Harry even breathing? He seemed so still and Henry was getting the picture that something had gone wrong.

"No, that was not supposed to---" He peered past (y/n)'s body and looked at his floundering boss, who flicked through the briefing notes they'd received to check if the showrunners had been expecting this.

"Sure that's not part of the...?" Ray asked quietly, untangling his hands from (y/n)'s as she leaned on the table to see if she could get a closer look at the poor guy.

"Yeah, something's definitely wrong." She confirmed as four stagehands came over and dragged Harry and his sandwich away. Poor guy, he'd lost before he'd even started, but good, old Danny Chest was quick to move on.

"Okay, not sure what's wrong with Harry, but no worries! Because our next two performers are about to dance their way into your hearts. Here is Carl Markus and Piper Hart!" Danny announced, making Henry and (y/n) erupt into bright smiles as the little girl and her dapper friend came onto the stage, ready to tear the competition to shreds. She'd been practising for weeks and even though they weren't biased, the sidekicks were so hoping that they'd see her win.

"So, how long have you been dance partners?" Danny asked them, making the tweens look at each other happily. They were surprisingly good and had been building up to this moment.

"For about six months," Piper answered, itching to get started. Less of the questioning, she just wanted to show these losers what real talent looked like.

"And what's your favourite kind of dancing?" He went on, not realising that Piper wasn't one for an interview, especially when fame was at her fingertips.

"The kind that wins Swellview's Got Talent." She replied bluntly, which told the host that she wasn't going to go into any more detail and it was probably best to just let her do her thing.

"All right, well kids, let's see what ya got!"Danny smiled and rushed off the stage, Piper and Carl quickly getting into their starting positions when the upbeat music began to blare out from the studio's speakers. They started dancing, beginning with a sick pose and then dipping and raising their arms in perfect synch with each other and the music.

Carl was pretty fucking good, pulling off some moves that impressed the judges whilst Piper grooved next to him and even Ray was feeling the beat.

"Nope, nope, don't do that." Henry cringed as he watched his boss roll his head and shoulders as if he was a dancer too; a very bad, inexperienced dancer. The boy looked at (y/n) for support, feeling like if the cameras switched to them, he'd die of embarrassment, but the woman thought it was exceedingly cute and just hugged her boyfriend's arm as she beamed at Piper. She was so proud, even though only knew the girl a bit and remembered how small she used to be.

Well, her pride didn't last long, because just as the tweens were getting into their stride, Piper began to make a strange gagging sound, twitching and convulsing like Harry had only moments before. She collapsed onto the floor as Carl started to have a seizure too, his eyes rolling back as he shook and his knees gave in. The music was still playing as they laid completely still, the judges and audience watching in horror and disbelief as yet another act ended before they could properly get started.

"Obviously, a major malfunction." Danny Chest told the cameras as he was shoved out to deal with the conversation, but even Swellview's smoothest guy couldn't come up with something.

"Again? 'Cause, that's what the last guy did." Ray muttered to his sidekicks, who didn't know where to look. Henry was freaking out and (y/n) was flabbergasted at what she had just witnessed; the acts had seemed perfectly fine and she knew that Piper would never forfeit a chance at being Swellview's Got Talent's newest champion.

"What the hell has just happened?" The young woman asked, slumping back in her chair as everyone sat awkwardly, not knowing what to do next. The show was ruined and her question was exactly what the Man Cave team needed to work out.

~The next day, in the Man Cave~

"You guys, come here," Charlotte told her friends as everyone assembled in the Man Cave's main room. After last night's shenanigans, Ray, (y/n) and certainly Henry were keen to find out why the show had ended in catastrophe, the heroes feeling like some foul play had gone on.

"Okay, what'd you got?" Ray asked as he marched over to where Charlotte was standing, although he was mindful to clutch his girl's hand as he did and wrap the same arm around her waist when they were all huddled together.

"All right, check this out..." Charlotte said and clicked on a large TV monitor that showed Piper, Carl and Harry all in the midst of whatever crazy shit happened when they were performing. "Last night, Henry's sister and two other performers all freaked out in the exact same way. First, the sandwich guy..." She explained and played a video of Harry spinning wildly out of control.

"Just like Carl Markus and Piper. They all had the same kind of seizure." (y/n) commented, falling back on her mental notes as she analysed the video and came to one conclusion. Whatever had caused it was the same for all three.

"Maybe they all got sick," Schwoz suggested, which was a reasonable explanation, but it seemed too easy and Henry knew better than that.

"Nah. Piper was fine right before the show and she was totally fine right after." He explained, remembering how his sister had woken up a picture of health and was devasted to learn that she'd fainted or collapsed or whatever.

"Well, if they didn't get sick, then somebody did something to them. But why?" Ray asked rhetorically, trying to think of a reason. Why would anyone want to hurt three contestants or get them to fail a talent show?

"And who?" Henry also questioned, trying to think back to everything he had seen that night, but as a judge, he hadn't properly been allowed backstage so anyone there could've done something despicable.

"And where?" Ray went on, not realising that he was letting his mind wander with all the ways he could ask a question.

"Um, at the show." (y/n) replied, staring up at her with a confused frown as she wondered what he was talking about. Doofus, he was going off on one again and looked down at her pretty face with an equally confused expression.

"Huh?" He mumbled, wondering why she was talking about the show when they should've been discussing what happened last night. Had he missed something? It was difficult to think when she was next to him, being all perfect like she normally did, and lately, well, he'd been busy. Thinking about stuff.

"You said--you said where, right? We know where. At the show." Henry answered, not knowing why his boss was so out of it today, but he was just trying to be helpful. Ray had asked a question, so he answered, helpful, right?

"Okay, do you always have to criticise me when I'm trying to figure things out?" Ray questioned rather harshly, making everyone wonder why he was so prickly today. (y/n) was especially concerned, he'd been weird all morning. First, he'd gone out ridiculously early and not told her where he was going, which made alarm bells ring in her head. Secondly, that meant he'd missed out on "cuddling" with her before they got up, which made red flags pop up with the bells. And thirdly, he'd been snapping at everyone except her, something that wasn't like him, which made her inner voice shout and scream and point at the bells and flags. Something was up and it made her nervous.

"Wait, what? I was just--I was just--" Henry spluttered, not expecting such a rude response from the usually chirpy guy. He knew Ray, he knew that he only got like this when something was bothering him, making him angry, sad or nervous and he made a mental note to grill him later on if (y/n) didn't get to the root of the problem.

"Y'know, sometimes a little encouragement would be helpful, y'know? A kind word? Maybe a hug." Ray gulped, suddenly getting quite emotional for some reason, making (y/n) deflate since his sadness was her sadness.

"Ray, are you okay? What's wrong?" She looked at him in concern, her hands immediately cupping his cheeks so he'd look at her. She wanted to see if there was anything she could pick up from his facial expressions, but he just played it off like the adorable doofus he was.

"I'm okay, sweet girl. I'm always okay with you..." He muttered, pressing a kiss to the spot between her eyebrows as Henry shrugged off whatever he had done wrong. Just because (y/n) had bought his explanation, for now, didn't mean he did and he was certain that something was wrong. So did Charlotte and Schwoz, in fact, from outside whatever little soulmate bubble those two had going on, it was obvious that Ray was hiding something and they wanted in on the secret.

"I'm--I'm sorry. Here, you--you wanna hug? Let's--let's hug..." Henry stuttered, feeling like if he could get close enough to whisper in his boss's ear then he might be able to determine if something truly was troubling him, but he forgot one important thing; never stop Ray Manchester when he's hugging (y/n) (y/l/n).

"No, not now, I don't want your hug now." Ray grimaced, curling his arms securely around his girl and embracing her tightly so she had her face buried in between his pecs. She was so small in his arms, probably because he was a big, friendly giant, and he never wanted to let go prematurely for someone else, not even for Henry.

"What? You just said you wanted a hug. I'm gonna give you a--" The boy frowned as Charlotte and Schwoz smirked. He wasn't seeing it; they did, they could see that wild horses wouldn't be able to drag those two apart, not when (y/n) had entered one of her panicking flaps and Henry was dumb not to realise that.

"Dude, I'm hugging my girlfriend. I don't want a hug from you when I can hug her instead. I only wanna hug you when she's not around and not 'cause I had to ask for it." Ray explained, making (y/n) smile into the fabric of his shirt. Yeah, he was being weird and that still made her heart clench with worry, but it also fluttered with love when he proclaimed that he loved her hugs above everyone else's. That felt special, mainly because she felt the exact same way.

Henry turned around to mouth his confusion at Charlotte and Schwoz, the latter giving him the silent answer of mimicking the two lovebirds kissing and being too in love to see or care about anyone else. He'd forgotten about that and he'd remember for next time, after he'd interrogated Ray for the thing bothering him.

"Anywaaaay, so what's our plan?" Charlotte brought the conversation back to their mission. She was perturbed by Ray's weird behaviour, but first, they had to figure out why Piper, Carl and Harry had gone all freaky.

"Well, they're letting the people who passed out last night perform again tonight," Henry told her, turning his back on the couple who were still being touchy, one more than the other.

"Oh, so...you, (y/n) and Ray will be there as judges so just keep an eye out for anyone backstage--" Charlotte replied, thinking that with three superheroes wandering around then the culprit would soon be caught, but Ray saw it a different way.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, bad idea, bad idea. What's the matter with you?" He interrupted, releasing his girl from his constricting hold and facing his team again, but he still kept her close because, well, that's just what they did, her trying to keep a straight face as he snuck a hand into her back pocket.

"Okay, seriously? What's wrong with you?" (y/n) gave him her suspicious eyes, the ones she used when she suspected he wasn't telling her the full story, making him swallow nervously at how she could pick up the slightest changes with him. She knew him better than anyone.

"Nothing, sweet girl. I'm fine." He insisted, letting the hand in her pocket cheekily squeeze her ass to divert her attention and luckily for him, she had to be quiet, 'cause otherwise, everyone would hear the squeak that threatened to come out.

"Ok--Okay, whatever. Henry, Raymond and I are gonna be stuck at the judges' table." (y/n) told Charlotte kindly, trying to make up for her boyfriend and whatever foul mood was making him be all mean, but Ray still wasn't out of it, even with the suspicion of his girl looming over him.

"We'll never be able to sneak backstage and find out what's going on, what's the matter with you?" He scoffed, not realising how rude he was being and how his blatant lying made one of (y/n)'s heartstrings twang. He could lie until he was blue in the face but he wasn't fooling her and the fact that he was keeping a secret from her stung. She thought they told each other everything.

"Y'know, sometimes I like kind words and hugs, too." Charlotte retorted, using his own words against him, souring his mood even more.

"Oh, grow up." He rolled his eyes, yanking his hand out from its favourite place to be and storming over to the computer chair where no one could see the mix of emotions he had in his eyes. Nerves, dread, fear, crushing doubt...

"Will you please stop sulking and just tell us your great idea?" (y/n) sighed, Charlotte, Henry and her following him over to the computer, although with a lot less moodiness.

"Sure, sweet girl." He smirked, calming his emotions and swiftly turning around with a charismatic smile. He reached for her hand, which she accepted before being pulled onto his knee, a position where she could melt into his muscly frame and he could kick back and enjoy the scent of her perfume blending with her shampoo. "During the show, Charlotte and Schwoz sneak backstage, so they can look around. and try to figure out what's going on."

"Nah, nah, they only let the stage crew and performers backstage." Henry protested, picking up a flaw in his boss's plan. The guy seemed so confident, pushing his girlfriend's hair out of her eyes when he whispered something in her ear and she looked away blushing as her hair shielded her face. He wasn't happy to hear someone picking his idea apart, his bright smile falling when he had to stop fawning over her, but they had to be thorough.

"True," Ray mumbled, stroking his chin with one hand as the other kept his girl close to him and he fell into deep thought, They'd have to come up with some disguise.

"Oooh, I know. Charlotte, I'm sorry in advance, but go buy yourself some boy dancing clothes." (y/n) snapped her fingers, her eyes illuminating as an idea popped into her mind. It was brilliant and stupid, depending on who you asked as some would benefit and others would probably end up hating her forever.

"Huh," The teen frowned, not understanding why she'd need to do that. Normally, it was Ray or Henry coming up with wacky ideas, not her.

"Don't say huh, just do it," Ray told her, getting a rough idea of what (y/n) was thinking of and he liked it. That, and he wanted her to receive the same level of respect he did and if she needed Charlotte to buy boy clothes then she would have to buy boy clothes.

"And, Schwoz, go buy a blonde wig and a sequined jacket that looks like a little girl would wear it." (y/n) said, looking at the genius as she left her grumpy boyfriend at the computer and went to stand with her friends, although he was quick to follow her. It was strange, he was keeping some secret but he couldn't get close enough; a very perplexing combination.

"Already got them." Schwoz smiled, making the four turn their heads slowly and look at him with weirded-out countenances.

"Of course, you do." (y/n) stated, not even surprised that he had a little girl disguise. She'd known Schwoz as long as she had known Ray and had figured out one thing; he was a weirdo.

"Now?" Henry suggested, turning to Ray since he wasn't loving up (y/n) or explaining some ingenious plan. To hug or not to hug? - that was the question.

"...Yeah, okay." Ray grinned and slowly enveloped his sidekick in a warm hug, a move that nearly made (y/n) explode at how cute her boyfriend and friend were.

"Oh my god, be still my beating heart." She whimpered, trying to keep in her screams as the boys enjoyed the moment, looking so adorable as they rocked back and forth. The feeling even touched Charlotte and Schwoz, who crept towards each other until they joined in a hug too, looking quite sweet.

"Hey, who am I supposed to hug?" (y/n) asked indignantly, suddenly realising that everyone else had a hugging partner, but her usual one was currently indisposed. She wanted a hug now, feeling like a lonely loser standing out in the cold as her friends shared the love.

"Come here. Can't leave my best girl out." Ray smiled, he and Henry breaking apart so they could both extend their arms in an invitation to join them. Not being able to resist, (y/n) squealed happily and leapt forward, her arms wrapping around the two she regarded as family; her darling, sweet boyfriend and the kid who felt like a brother.

~Later that night, the Swellview's Got Talent studio~

"All performers backstage, please. All performers backstage." That was the sound of the tannoy as the cast and crew got ready for the big finale. The competitors were getting in some last-minute practise, including Piper and Carl, who were determined to have a normal performance that night, and the stagehands were making the final touches to the set and makeup before the cameras started rolling.

"Gonna be live in five, people. Gonna be live in five minutes...God, I love this headset." The head stagehand announced as he walked through the busy room with his clipboard in his hand. He sounded a tad stressed, but put up with it because he liked being in charge. The headset proved that.

"Hey, hey...there's my sister and her dance partner." Henry pointed out to Ray and (y/n) as they casually strolled around before they were ushered past the curtain and forced to remain at the judges' table.

"Right, let's get over there," Ray replied, seeing Piper and Carl rehearsing their routine on the other side of the room. The man put his hand in the small of his girl's back and the three started to weave their way through the acts, careful not to bump into any of them as they juggled and stretched and held a ferret?

"Excuse me, Miss Danger?" A guy said from (y/n)'s right, making her look to see it was that Steven guy, the frontrunner of the show, the favourite to win with all of his amazing spike-throwing.

"Uh, yes?" She asked, she smiled politely, not even faltering when his ferret wiggled in his arms and tried to sniff her, trying to put on her most amicable face as she turned to speak with him. She was a superhero, it was the right thing to do.

"Uh, I'm Steven Sharp." He introduced himself, making Ray and Henry look at him as they remembered who he was. Ray looked the kid up and down, discerning that he was a bit weird and he'd just wanted to go speak to Henry's bratty sister, but he knew that his girlfriend was too lovely to just ignore someone and she'd always stop for a chat if it made them happy. Sweet girl.

"Oh, yeah, how ya doing?" Henry grinned and extended his hand for Steven to shake, thinking he wanted to speak to the heroes as a team, but apparently not, he just left Henry hanging and kept stroking his pet.

"I'm talking to Miss Danger," Steven told him firmly, making (y/n) gulp awkwardly as Ray instinctively put his arm around her waist and Henry retracted his polite gesture. Geez, this kid was more than weird and Ray wasn't sure if he should leave his girlfriend alone with him.

"Well, okay." Henry got the message that this kid was some Miss Danger aficionado, the kind that probably had her posters all over his wall and he was fine with just observing Piper. He didn't have time for weirdos like that, plus Ray could support (y/n) as she dealt with him.

"Uh...how sweet, who's your little...friend?" (y/n) asked slowly, trying to stay polite even though this kid had insulted her friend and boyfriend by ignoring that they were just as cool as her and didn't deserve to be ignored.

"Oh, uh, this is my ferret, Fawcett," Steven answered, holding the wriggling creature out towards Miss Danger, who wasn't sure if he wanted her to hold it or stroke it or what.

"Your ferret?"

"Fawcett?" Ray and Henry asked, the former gently and subtly pulling his girlfriend away from the weirdo by her arms since he didn't trust the guy. He wasn't the kind to control who she spoke to or what she did, he loved her and respected her, but this dude just gave him the creeps and he felt the need to move everyone away from him.

"He brings me good luck when I rub him. And so I share my ferret with others, so that all may have good luck." Steven smiled and the more he went on about his mystical ferret, the more (y/n) wanted to run. She and Ray looked at the kid with raised eyebrows, although they tried to keep it courteous since he seemed like he thought everyone loved ferrets.

"Cool...Well, we have a lot of judging stuff to do, Steven, so we'll see you out there. Good luck!" The young woman smiled, looking up at her boyfriend with desperate eyes so they could get out of there and thankfully, he got the message.

"Have a good one," Henry told the boy, not wanting to end the conversation on a bad note, but even though he was being super nice, it seemed like Steven wasn't much of a Kid Danger Fan.

"I was talking to Miss Danger!!" The guy screamed before stomping off and Henry immediately backed off from the ferret boy. That kid had issues.

"Nice kid. Definitely not weird at all." (y/n) sighed once Steven was out of earshot and they neared Piper and Carl. At least they wouldn't be strange and Henry would be able to say something without having his head chewed off.

"Hey, look, Miss Danger! It's the president of the Man Fans!" Ray smiled at Piper as the couple walked up to the teens and as always, Piper had time to chat with two superheroes.

"Oh, hey, Captain Man, Miss Danger." Piper greeted them as Henry snuck around them so he was standing behind their backs. (y/n) was trying to keep their eyes trained on her and Ray so they wouldn't notice him and it wasn't too difficult when she was in her super suit. Everyone always wanted to say hi.

"How you doin', Piper, right?" The young woman asked kindly, trying to make herself seem a little distant and aloof to her normal self since she didn't want Piper to think that she knew her personally. That being said, she always remembered a face and tried to be the hero who always wanted to speak to a fan and sign their poster or whatever.

"Yeah, I'm really sorry we spazzed out and fainted last night. I have no idea what happened. We just started dancing--Wait, what are you...?" Piper started explaining although she never got to finish as Ray and Henry raised a special spray to their faces and sent them both into a deep sleep. The last thing Piper could see is Miss Danger's slowing blurring face and then, it was lights out.

Ray and Henry grabbed a kid each, (y/n) making sure that they were breathing okay and that they hadn't just accidentally and horrifically killed two kids via Schwoz's sleep spray. They let their bodies slide to the floor, snatching their backstage passes before they did and Piper and Carl were left to snooze. It would wear off eventually.

"Quick, hide them!" (y/n) hissed to Ray and Henry, who whistled innocently as they dragged and rolled the kids behind a blackout curtain where no one would see them. It was actually kind of cosy back there.

"There." Ray dusted off his hands and went to pick up the lanyard he'd left on the floor whilst his sidekicks casually opened one of the stage exit doors to sneak Schwoz and Charlotte in.

"Charlotte, Schwoz, get in here." Henry hissed to them, looking around to see if any staff members has noticed what they were doing, but luckily, they all seemed too busy to care. And didn't the two look...interesting. Schwoz had picked out an outfit that was identical to the one Piper was wearing and Charlotte had made sure to buy what Carl had on, making them both look very weird but surprisingly convincing.

"Okay, remember, you're Piper," Ray told Schwoz, putting the pass over his head so no one would question why he was there and then he'd be free to nosy about as much as he wanted.

"And you're Carl," Henry told his friend, who scrunched her nose up at the thought of having to pretend to be a boy. She'd have to do a boy's voice and do boy things, gross.

"Fine, but I am not going out there and dancing," Charlotte told the three superheroes firmly, feeling a stab of fright go through her body when she thought about failing in front of everyone like that. Dancing wasn't her thing, not when she hadn't rehearsed anything and she had Schwoz as her partner.

"No, it's okay. You won't have to. We'll figure out who's sabotaging the performers before you guys are called to go on." (y/n) calmed her nerves, putting a hand on the girl's shoulder since she could understand what she was feeling. She wasn't much of a dancer, not without Ray and the thought of everyone, plus people at home, watching her, wasn't her idea of fun.

"Right. Hang out back here and keep your eyes open." Ray agreed with his girl, trusting his two helpers to be his eyes and ears on the mission since they'd be indisposed.

"We'll do it." Schwoz grinned, loving how he was out in the field for once and he still had a small sliver of hope that he'd get to go out and dance. He was quite the mover and had lost his dignity twenty years prior, so it was all good for him. Henry, Ray and (y/n) walked off, heading for the stage so they could go sit at the judges' table, but some producer-looking guy stepped in front of them with a frown.

"Hey, where you three going?" He asked in a deep voice, making Ray casually grasp his girl's hand as he didn't let the guy intimidate him. It was just a misunderstanding, they weren't in any trouble, but on a second glance, Henry and (y/n) could have sworn that this guy looked very familiar...

"Oh, we're judges. We're supposed to be out--" Ray started explaining, thinking that if he just described the situation to the guy then he'd let them pass because everyone knew who they were and why they were there. But then Henry, who had been closely studying the guy's face, realised who he was and how they didn't have to explain themselves at all.

"Wait...Jasper?" The boy spluttered, realising that his best friend had just glued a fake beard onto his face, which made him look a lot older, but without it, he was still the same kid underneath.

"Yeah! Look! I'm here!" He grinned, loving how he'd managed to sneak in and pose as a producer without Captain Man's help or anyone noticing. His friends groaned at how he'd just invited himself along, even (y/n) and she admittedly liked Jasper, he was a good kid, just not when they were handling a sensitive mission.

"Why?" Ray hissed, praying to God that he wouldn't screw this up for them. He knew Jasper meant well, but holy shit, he could be so annoying, particularly when he was trying to be helpful.

"To help!" Jasper insisted, thinking that they could do with an extra pair of eyes around the place, although Ray begged to differ and with good reason. Even (y/n) was sceptical.

"Curly, you're supposed to be at Junk-N-Stuff watching the store!" She sighed, rubbing her face tiredly as she tried to spare Jasper's feelings, but he had a job to do as much as they did. Apart from the funds they received from the Mayor to fight crime, Junk-N-Stuff was Ray and (y/n)'s only form of income and they needed it protected to keep the Man Cave a secret, but here was its guardian, wearing a false beard.

"Well, I wanna help solve this crime!" The boy whined, wanting to be helpful. He was always left on the sidelines and he figured that it was as good a day as any to prove that he could be a crime-solver too.

"That's it, I'm gonna wreck this kid!" Ray growled, losing his self-control and trying to swipe at Jasper since he was pissing him off so much. Henry quickly pushed him back, guiding his boss into (y/n)'s arms so she could soothe him like she so often did.

"Okay, sweetheart, calm down--" She whispered sweetly, running her hands up his chest, which seemed to work. Ray stopped freaking out and instead focused on the girl who was being so cute in his arms. His anger melted and he longed to give her a long, gentle kiss for being the one who stopped him when he let his temper get the best of him, but suddenly, the announcer gave them some troubling news.

"Sixty seconds to air." The guy said, sending Henry into a panic as he wrenched the couple apart and left them pouting.

"You two don't have time to kiss! Jasper, don't cause any problems, all right?" Henry's words made the couple blush and stand still, although they both made a mental note to pick up the moment again later.

"Do you guys like my beard?" Jasper asked, not realising that he was skating on thin ice and Ray lunged for him again, clawing for the boy as Henry and (y/n) shoved him through the curtain before he could do some damage.

"Just keep walking." The young woman muttered, grasping her boyfriend's hand and dragging him across the stage so she could get him sat down and under her watchful eye. He'd calm down in a bit, she just needed him away from Jasper and in front of the cameras.

"In five, four, three, two..." The same producer from last night counted them in just as they had sat down and gotten comfy and before they knew it, they were putting on bright smiles and listening to the deafening cheers of the crowd once Danny Chest was onstage. Man, he sure was popular.

"Hey-yooooo! And welcome again to Swellview's Got Talent!" The host grinned, instilling enough enthusiasm into the crowd that they shouted the show back at him, even though he'd only been out for ten seconds. "All right. I'm Danny Chest—"

"We love you Danny Chest!" The same woman shouted again, making (y/n) question whether that was scripted or whether that woman just had some passionate attachment to the man. Either way, her devotion made his cheeks flush slightly, but he kept his cool and took it all in his stride.

"Okay!... Now, last night, we had some problems here. So, tonight is gonna be a kind of do-over type deal. Sound good?" Danny grinned at the crowd, prompting Ray to lean over to his girl's ear whilst the audience were screaming their approval.

"You look hot tonight." He told her in a lovestruck voice and she pulled back to look at him, seeing that he had some dopey smile painted on his lips. She had no idea why he was suddenly being all touchy after being so punchy with Jasper, but she wasn't complaining, not when she had the world's hottest man looking at her like she strung the stars in the sky.

"You say that every time I'm in uniform." (y/n) rolled her eyes, thinking he was just saying it because he was horny or just because he felt like he had to. Surely, she wasn't that hot all the time, not when he whispered the phrase in her ear every time they had work to do. He probably just wanted to be a good boyfriend, not that she wanted him to feel obligated to constantly praise her.

"And I mean it, you're always hot when you're in uniform. And when you're not in uniform, all the time. You're beautiful." Ray mumbled, picking her hand up and rubbing his thumb over her knuckles as she looked at him with a teary, gobsmacked, completely head-over-heels-in-love expression. They were judging a talent show, why was he getting so sappy?

"Okay, what bug bit you?" She joked, tightening their fingers together as her face turned red and she had to stare at the electric blue material of his suit to stop herself from hyperventilating. How was she meant to react to that without the cameras noticing? She wanted to check if he had a fever or if he had hit his head, but Captain Man was always okay and even though he wasn't always sure what he was talking about, right now he knew exactly what he was on about.

"Hopefully, you." He smirked, leaning over to press a kiss to her flaming cheek as she turned her attention back to Danny, who had been lapping up the audience's affection, completely oblivious to Captain Man melting into a blue and red puddle over his girlfriend. Miss Danger was sure that her bodice had somehow become too tight and that the room suddenly seemed really stuffy as her heart thumped in her chest. Why'd he have to do that to her when the film was rolling?

"Cool, thanks for buyin' into the premise. Okay, first up, this guy can actually eat a..." Danny started to introduce the first performer, who everyone assumed was Harry since he was the only eater at the competition, but he was stopped when a stagehand came dashing out from behind the curtains and started whispering in his ear, killing the excitement. "Oh, really? Apparently, we had a sandwich sitch backstage, so we're gonna show you that guy later. And instead, we're gonna start the show with two amazing kid dancers. So, let's bring 'em out! Carl Markus and Piper Hart!"

"Uh-oh," Henry muttered, feeling Charlotte's wrath already and she hadn't even stepped out on stage yet. This was not part of the plan, no one had foreseen Harry having problems (something Jasper-related) and no one had predicted that the fakes would have to actually do some dancing. This was going to be painful to watch, do and deal with afterwards.

"This should be interesting," Ray smirked, ready to see Schwoz and Charlotte flop. They hadn't practised anything and paired with Charlotte's stage fright, this whole setup was a disaster, which was one of the things he loved to kick back, relax and watch with his sweet girl.

"We're never going to hear the end of this." (y/n) groaned as she looked through her fingers, her elbows resting on the desk. Schwoz was probably ready to go, but Charlotte would never forgive them. And she was right, backstage, Charlotte was being manhandled by four stagehands as she wrestled to keep herself away from the spotlight, but she had no choice. The schedule had changed and Carl Markus needed to go out and bust a few moves, much to her terror.

"Piper and Carl! On their way!" Danny stalled as the dancers took their sweet time, Schwoz popping out from the curtains like he was born for the stage, but his partner had to be literally dragged there. Looks like Piper wasn't going to be showered in glory and everything was going to go wrong, not that everyone was concerned about that.

"Wait! Wait! The dancers need to pet my ferret for good luck before they perform!" Steven shouted at the crew backstage as he missed Charlotte and Schwoz by a few seconds. His shouting drew the attention of Jasper, who was curious as to why he thought it was so important that his fellow performers stroked his pet. He got the feeling it wasn't just for luck.

"There's no time!" A producer told him, not caring if the kid wanted to help them, they had to keep the show moving as per their airtime slot, leaving Steven angry and upset with his ferret.

"We failed. Oh, Fawcett..." He whimpered, clutching the animal to his chest and Jasper stroked his beard as he pondered; what if Steven wasn't as nice as he made himself out to be?

"All right, let's give Piper and Carl some encouragement!" Danny told the audience as Charlotte was shoved onto the stage and Schwoz happily waddled after her. He had no qualms with dancing, he was actually pretty good at it and it was just a bit of fun, what could go wrong?

"Oh god, we told them they wouldn't have to dance." (y/n) hissed in her boyfriend's ear as she took in how Charlotte was frantically scanning the room and sweating under how many pairs of eyes she saw looking back at her. She wanted an escape route, but her eyes were blinded by the studio lights and her feet were frozen in place, something Ray found hilarious.

"I know." He giggled, causing her to slap his arm at how he was enjoying their pain. It was like those funny videos he always watched online, the ones where he could laugh at people falling over or nearly breaking their necks and he paid no attention to how his helpers' true identities could be revealed if the showrunners found out that they weren't who they said they were.

"Well, Charlotte and Schwoz haven't even rehearsed, what are we gonna do?!" Henry exclaimed, him and (y/n) going to Ray for answers since he was the boss and often claimed he was always right, but he couldn't lie. He was gonna enjoy this.

"Watch. Probably laugh. Then, judge." He answered, patting (y/n)'s hand as she opened her mouth to protest but kept quiet when Danny Chest started talking again, ready to interview the odd pair.

"So, you guys feeling better after what happened last night? He asked them, holding the microphone to Charlotte so she had the pleasure of giving some bullshit answer.

"Uh—uh, y-yeah, much better." She stuttered, trying to keep her voice steady even though her entire body was shaking from her nerves. She couldn't do this, she was going to be a laughing stock, or Carl was, or whatever. Either way, it was going to be a complete humiliation.

"All right, kids, let's see what ya got!" Danny grinned at them and walked off to the right as the same music from the previous night started playing. Charlotte had no idea what she was doing and copied Schwoz when he pulled off a "swag" pose like the real teens had the night before. He wiggled his eyebrows at her, telling her that he wanted her to just blag her way through as a support dancer whilst he some "real dancing". Ray couldn't stop giggling as he bounced up and down whilst the girl looked lost and had to hide his snorts of laughter before he got another smack on the head from his sweet girl.

Meanwhile, backstage, something fishy was going on again. Steven saw that the sandwich guy had been given a new sandwich for his act and was waiting for the kid dancers to finish so he could wow the crowd, prompting the weirdo to go over with his ferret.

"Uh, I just heard them say that you're performing next." He grinned at Harry, who shrugged and confirmed that he was, seeming uninterested in the boy since he had to focus on getting his act perfect this time, but Steven had a one-track mind. "Well then, you'll need some good luck. Pet my ferret."

"I don't know, man. It didn't work too well last night." Harry shook his head, not wanting to jinx his performance again. Jasper was mooching around the room casually, acting as though he was a stagehand doing stagehand things, but he was really keeping a close eye on Steven and how adamant he was that people touched his pet. Weird...

"Then pet harder. Here..." The guy didn't care that it was weird and a little rude to not take no for an answer, he just grabbed Harry's hand and brought it to Fawcett's back, encouraging him to stroke his fur. That was it, Jasper was convinced that Steven was up to no good and crouched down as he pulled out his PearPone and began some vital research about ferrets.

At the same time, Charlotte and Schwoz were killing it on the dance floor and not in a good way. They were completely out of synch and Schwoz's moves were dated, to say the least. Could they be called moves? All he was flowing was waving his arms around and stomping, slaughtering on the dance floor would be more accurate and not even Henry could stop himself from laughing at how ridiculous they appeared. The audience was confused, the boys were beside themselves and (y/n) was on the verge of hysterical chuckling as she got over her mortification. She couldn't take it, not when Schwoz started doing a head-slide across the floor, gyrating his hips in time with the music and the robot of all things.

Whilst they were pissing themselves like a pack of hyenas, Jasper had found what he was looking for. The Norwegian Ferret and the search results weren't good. "Danger, avoid contact with Norwegian Ferrets because they secrete powerful oils that can cause strange reactions, such as tongue-chewing, head vibrations and loss of consciousness." That was it! Steven was using a Norwegian Ferret to incapacitate his rivals, it all made sense. Who said Jaspers can't investigate? And he knew exactly what he was gonna do.

"Hey!" He shouted, marching over to Steven and Fawcett with an air of authority in his tone like Ray did when he was addressing bad guys. The problem was though, Jasper wasn't Captain Man and going barely throw a frisbee, let alone a fist.

"Hello. Your beard looks fake." Steven sneered, looking Jasper up and down since he didn't take that tone kindly. Jasper was quite sensitive about his newfound facial hair and was quick to defend it by pointing out what he had discovered.

"You're making other performers pet your ferret so they'll pass out, so then you can win first place!" He exclaimed, making the guy smirk at how clever he had been. He looked like such a loser, he was surprised that he even had the brains to work out his plot under those curls. "Ah, you figured that out, did you?"

"Sure did." Jasper nodded, feeling pride swell in his chest. He couldn't wait to tell Henry and (y/n) so he could see their delighted faces and he couldn't wait to make Ray proud of him for once.

"Well, so did he." Steven lied, pointing to a corner of the room so that he could get Jasper to turn around and the poor kid fell for it. Steven knocked Jasper out with a swift karate chop to the neck, sending his brain to sleep and he collapsed onto the floor. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea to storm up to the bad guy before he told the superheroes. It probably would've been better to let them handle it.

"Yes, that's right. Absorb my ferret's oil. Enjoy your nap..." The guy smirked, rubbing Fawcett onto Jasper's cheeks so he'd stay down and out of his way, but one thing he didn't expect, was how protective stage crews were of their own.

"Hey! The spike-throwing guy's attacking our beard production assistant!" A man gasped as he saw Steven leaning over Jasper's still body and his sharp eye told him that he was up to no good, no matter how much bullshit he uttered to cover his tracks. "No, I'm not!"

"Uh, yeah, you are! And that's against the rules!" The man told him as his female counterpart shook her head. Caught red-handed, he could wiggle his way out of this one. "So?"

"So, you're disqualified." The dude replied simply, thinking that it wasn't a hard concept to grasp, but Steven couldn't accept that. He'd come too far now to be disqualified and he wasn't afraid of anyone who told him that.

"Oh, uh...well, uh, I guess I've lost then. So, I'll suppose I'll just, uh..." Steven shoved the man into the other production assistant, making for the stage. Other brave people tried to stop him before he could force his way out, but no matter how hard they clung to him, he bashed them away and scrambled past the curtains.

Ray, Henry and now (y/n)'s laughter, plus Schwoz and Charlotte's disastrous performance was interrupted as he burst onto the stage, rage etched onto his face as he jumped in front of the cameras.

"Stop the show!" He bellowed, which was unexpected but a blessing for Charlotte, who thanked him for putting her out of her misery before making a quick exit stage left. The audience and judges were perplexed, wondering why he had killed the entertainment like that, something Danny Chest didn't understand either. It wasn't in the script.

"Now, Steven, you're not supposed to be on stage," Danny told him in his charismatic voice, trying to simultaneously keep things under control and work out what was going on, but his suave approach seemed to enrage Steven more.

"You shut your stupid mouth, Danny Chest!" He shrieked, making the audience collectively gasp. No one insulted the host like that, he was well-loved in Swellview and his spiteful words even shocked the superheroes, who were used to foul language.

"Wow." Henry puffed his cheeks out, surprised at how Steven had lashed out like that, but then again, he'd had first-hand experience of how much of a dick he could be and just sat back to let the adults next to him deal with it.

"I can't believe I was nice to such a weird, mean asshole." (y/n) frowned, nudging Ray so he'd say something, anything that might diffuse the tension and Ray leaned forward to sort it out.

"Uh, son, why don't you get off the stage 'til it's your turn?" He suggested, not putting it as nicely as his sweet girl would've done but it seemed like nothing could quell the boy's anger, not even the calm voice of Captain Man.

"NO! I came on this show to win back my girlfriend! 'Cause Kid Danger stole her from me!" Steven sniffled, pointing at Henry, who had no clue what he was going on about, but now he knew why he was so against talking to him. The audience and Vanessa gasped in horror as (y/n) scoffed.

"Is that true?" She asked the boy in a sceptical voice and by the look of annoyance on his face, it wasn't. He sat up straight, ready to tell the truth since Steven must have been mistaken; he hadn't had any lady-action in months, which was sad but the honest truth.

"Dude, I never stole your girlfriend." He replied succinctly before leaning back again. However, his lackadaisical approach didn't go down well with the guy, who had this idea cemented in his head.

"You did too—back off, Danny Chest!" Steven pushed the host away again when he tried to comfort/soothe him, not wanting any sympathy. He just wanted revenge and his girlfriend back, two things he wasn't going to get from Danny and his oh-so-perfect persona. "My girlfriend used to love me until you got to be Captain Man's sidekick. Then, she got all obsessed with the cool, good-looking Kid Danger!"

"What she look like? Is she cute?" Henry couldn't help but ask, making (y/n) kick him on the shin under the table as Steven's face turned red. It wasn't the right thing to say and only served to wind him up more as he recognised the kid's flirty tone.

"Just for the record, I'm also a sidekick and I apologise for any unintentional girlfriend stealing I may or may not have done, just saying, so please, please, calm down..." Miss Danger butted in, trying to take the focus off Henry's comments but the seed had taken root and Steven was seeing red, no matter how much (y/n) used her smile and soothing personality.

"You distracted my girlfriend, so now... Prepare to eat spike!" Steven screamed, grabbing one of his Cuban zip spikes and holding it aloft so everyone could see how sharp and deadly it was, especially when it was in the hands of a madman. The audience and the heroes jumped to their feet, ready to duck and run for their lives if he threw one and Ray instinctively tried to get his girlfriend behind him. She wasn't moving though, not when there were fifty or so innocent people behind her who didn't have super-regeneration as their superpower. She was a superhero and superheroes protect people at their own expense.

"Steven! Don't be insane!" Ray shouted at the boy, trying to dissuade him from doing anything rash or dangerous that would only end in someone getting hurt and him going to jail, but he wasn't listening.

"I know you're angry, Steven, but Kid Danger has hyper-motility, so just think about what you're doing." (y/n) joined in, hoping to god that he'd see sense and put the spike down, but her words confused him.

"Wait, what's that? Some disease?" Danny frowned. The Man Cave team hadn't officially announced that Kid Danger had gotten a superpower, even though it had been a good few months since they battled Drex. They thought that people would figure it out eventually and it was always nice to surprise villains with what Henry could do, so it was no surprise that Steven, Danny and everyone else had drawn a blank.

"No! It's a superpower! It means that if he throws a Cuban zip spike at me, I can just knock it away." Henry bragged, puffing out his chest as he smirked at Steven. He wasn't scared of him and didn't care if he lost his temper. He could take him on and win easily, he was a superhero's sidekick, after all.

"Oh yeah? Let's see you try!" Steven threw one of his spikes with lightning speed and accuracy, but even with his advanced skill, Henry just batted it over his shoulder with ease, which was good for him but not so good for some poor guy sitting in the audience.

"Uh, someone get that guy a nurse." (y/n) shouted, wrinkling her nose at the gruesome sight, but she was also curious at how the guy was bleeding out yet. Oh, well, she couldn't dwell on it for long as Steven yanked his next spike from his belt, keen to have another attempt at ending Kid Danger's life. He threw again but was met with the same result; Henry hit it away from himself and his friends, letting it fly behind him until it was embedded into the guy's shoulder this time. He was having a rough day. "Could I switch seats with you?"

"All right, maybe I can't hurt Kid Danger or Captain Man, but I can hurt Miss Danger!" Steven snapped, removing his final spike from his belt as he honed in on the surprisingly calm woman. Whilst everyone around her was horrified at such a nice, helpful, kind superhero being spiked to death, she was unfazed, even smiling politely at how Steven had chosen her. Henry and Ray immediately gritted their teeth at the thought of their favourite young woman, girlfriend and friend getting hurt, trying to protect her by letting them do all the fighting, however, for once, (y/n) could handle this one alone.

"Try it. See what happens." She taunted him, stretching her muscles out as she prepared herself to take the hit. It was just a flesh wound, no biggie, she'd yank it out and watch as his jaw dropped to the floor and then he'd be carted off to some psychiatric hospital. Well, that's what would've happened if Steven had actually gotten to make the throw.

Schwoz couldn't bear the thought of the woman getting hurt and he knew that Ray would go into his overprotective, super boyfriend mode, despite her superpower, so he saw fit to take matters into his own hands.

"You leave Miss Danger alone!" Schwoz cried and tackled him to the floor, forgoing any concern about his personal safety in an act that melted (y/n)'s heart. The spike clattered to the floor as the production scrambled their security and two strapping bouncers came out to deal with the lunatic.

"Aw, he does care!" (y/n) squealed at how he'd jumped to her unnecessary rescue. It wasn't needed, but it was a nice gesture and she appreciated how he'd laid down his life to spare her cells the bother of regenerating.

"Should we, uh...?" "Maybe we should..." Ray and Henry suggested, nudging her for her opinion as they watched Steven be pinned down and wrestled into submission. It was their job to defeat bad guys, but the security team appeared to have everything under control.

"Nah, they're fine, he's fine, everything's fine." She smiled, sitting back down in her chair since the drama was over. They could just kick back and enjoy the closing scenes now, no danger, no worries.

"NO! NO! I did it for my girlfriend! I just wanted my girlfriend back!" Steven screamed as he was carried away and like a professional, Danny Chest was right there to jump back into his hosting role.

"Wow! Well, you all saw it there, right here on Swellview's Got Talent! Piper Hart just saved Miss Danger's life!" Danny smiled and Schwoz hugged him tightly since it was probably the only chance he'd ever get at meeting the real Danny Chest. It was strictly true, (y/n) would've survived and gotten back up for more, but still, whatever the public wanted to believe.

"Danny Chest, I love you!" Schwoz screamed and only let go when someone threw him a bouquet of flowers. he was loving the praise, cheers and admiration, but it sort of spoiled the mood when a dazed and confused Piper came stumbling out from backstage. The spray must've worn off, 'cause she was standing right there, looking at some weirdo who was impersonating her, accepting what should've been her flowers like some kind of fever dream.

"What the butt happened?!" She asked as Schwoz scrambled off the stage before anyone could yank the wig off his head and expose that he was a guy playing dress-up and Danny Chest looked between the two in bafflement. How were they supposed to explain this one away?

"What do we do?" Henry hissed as he saw the host interrogate Piper and he was terrified that his sister was gonna blow their whole operation. And if carl woke up, well, they certainly wouldn't be asked to do any judging work again.

"Leave this to me. I've got an idea." (y/n) muttered and stood up from her seat with a look of determination in her eye. It wasn't a very good idea and not fully formed yet, but she had a rough idea; lie and charm Piper and Danny until they were so dazzled that a superhero was talking to them that they blindly accepted anything she said. Or the memory wiper would work, either one was good and it presented another opportunity, Henry got to be alone with Ray.

"Okay, good luck, sweet girl..." The man breathed out as he watched her go, his fingers twitching to grab her wrist and pull her back but he knew she'd just scold him and tell him there'd be time for that later. His longing stare didn't go unnoticed by his sidekick and it made the boy's mind drift back to earlier when he was acting all weird; now was as good a time as any to ask him about it. The cameras weren't rolling, the audience wasn't listening, Vanessa had wandered off. It was just them having a little chat...perfect.

"So..." Henry started once (y/n) was out of earshot, not knowing exactly how to phrase it and his awkward start made Ray look at him funny. He knew when people were being sneaky and he instantly felt defensive, shown in his tense shoulders and sudden frowning face. "What?"

"Why have you been acting weird all day?" The boy asked, coming right out with it and Ray screwed his nose up at how obvious he'd been. He'd been trying to keep his wild emotions to himself but he was so scared, nervous and full of dread, he couldn't help but be a little...leaky.

"I haven't been weird! You're weird, I'm fine, nothing wrong with me! Yep, good, old Ray is fine, yes sir! Leave me alone!" He snapped, letting the words fall out of his mouth instinctively as he played his cards close to his chest. He knew it wasn't smart to go through things alone and bottle it all up, but this situation was delicate and he couldn't bear the thought of something going wrong. He just thought the secret was safe with him.

"Dude, you've been acting so weird. Come on, just tell me what's wrong!" Henry insisted, swivelling in his chair so that he was facing his boss and he could see how nervous he looked. His eyes were worried and his eyebrows were drawn together confirming that something was wrong, no doubt about it.

"I can't! It's a secret!" Ray insisted, trying to get Henry to leave it alone, but the kid was relentless. He wasn't taking no for an answer and was sure that if he told him, he could help him do something about it, whether it was to do with work, him, (y/n), Schwoz, Charlotte or Jasper. He just had to tell him.

"You can tell me anything, I promise I won't tell! I'm your sidekick...don't you trust me?" He asked softly, making Ray bite his lip and glance his way. He was really hung up about this and of course, he trusted him, he trusted him with his life, literally. He just...didn't want anything to go wrong, he wouldn't be able to take it.

"You really wanna know?" Ray asked, staring at his clenched fists as he tried to work out how to get his words out. He'd never felt this nervous, well, apart from the time when he'd confessed to (y/n) how much he loved her, that had shaken him to his core, but this might have been worse.

"Yeah! I really, really wanna know! You can trust me." Henry repeated, leaning his elbows on his knees so he could get close. This must've been big, he'd never seen Ray shake like this or stop and think before he spoke. Had someone died? Or was he dying? Or was he moving away? Were they moving away? What was happening?

"Well, you know (y/n)..." Ray started, swallowing the lump in his throat as he finally built up the courage to move his lips. It wasn't much but it was a start and just the sight of the young woman's figure across the room calmed his nerves. She wasn't paying attention, more smiling and laughing with Piper and Danny Chest as she worked her magic, his perfect girl.

"Yeah, I know (y/n). She's one of my best friends..." Henry nodded, following his every word whilst also keeping an eye out for any eavesdroppers. He didn't want anyone hearing this; it was sensitive, from both its nature and how they were on a first-name basis, something that told him this wasn't work, it was personal. Oh god, Ray wasn't breaking up with her, was he? Why would he do that? He was crazy for her, was he insane?

"Well...I'm thinking of asking her to marry me." Ray said it slowly, watching as Henry's mouth dropped open like and his eyes widened so he looked like a goldfish.

Holy shit, this was huge and it felt so good to get it off his chest, but he wasn't sure if the kid's reaction was good or bad; he just looked like he was having an aneurysm.

Maybe it was too soon, maybe he thought it was a terrible idea, maybe he thought that she'd laugh in his face and call him stupid for ruining what they had...

"Dude!" Henry snapped his mind back into action as the news dawned on him and he couldn't help but stop the enormous grin spreading on his face. This what it, this is what he'd been gunning for since he met them, the perfect, fairytale ending and by god, they both deserved it.

They both deserved each other after waiting for so long and Henry had been there to see it all, from their humble, shy beginnings to passionate entanglements that left him wishing he didn't have eyes or ears.

"That's awesome!"

"You really think so?" The man ask, holding his sidekick's gaze with worry in his eyes as doubt clouded his mind, swirling with the pleasure that came from thinking about a married life with her.

It was everything he'd ever dreamed of, to be able to wear matching rings, to be able to vow that they'd never be apart, to finally settle down and have a family with her, to never let her go. But then it soured when that little, niggling "what if?" crept into his thoughts and soured the sweetness; what if she said no?

"Yeah! Have you bought a ring yet? When are you gonna do it? Y'know, the proposal thing?" Henry asked excitedly, leaning forward even more like he didn't want to miss a single thing.

Normally, he wasn't much of a romantic, preferring to stay out of all the mushy stuff unless it was for a girl he really liked, but this fascinated him. It was like he was witnessing something fall into place and he'd worked way too hard to get those two together, how could he not be invested?

"Calm down, kid. I've bought one, yeah. I just...don't know if I should ask her yet." Ray confessed, staring at his hands as Henry calm down a bit and got all serious.

He was still excited, but Ray's anxiety was so thick, he could practically feel it bearing down on him. Any guy would be nervous when asking the love of their life for their hand in marriage, but with him, it was extra difficult and even more delicate.

Just because he was indestructible on the outside, did not mean he was a rigid, emotionless man on the inside; he lived in constant fear that he'd lose her, whether it be to a mad, murderous criminal hell-bent on revenge or just another guy who could give her a better life, one where she didn't have a toddler one minute and a boyfriend the next.

"What? Why not?" Henry asked gently, still keeping one ear open for anyone approaching them or listening in. He also had one eye on (y/n), who was still telling the winner and host some crazy anecdote that whipped them into a daydream, thank god.

He knew that it would be difficult to keep something from her and it would probably freak her out to see and hear loads of whispering and sly smirks but Henry was gonna keep this secret until the big moment. It meant the world to Ray and therefore, it meant the world to him and he wasn't going to let the young woman accidentally pick up on it by some mistake.

"'Cause! What if she says no? What if she thinks it's too soon? We've only been dating for, like, what ten months? What if I make her hate me for ruining what we have?" He whispered quietly, gulping back the overwhelming sadness that threatened to open a floodgate of tears.

He could maybe stand her leaving, he could perhaps tolerate seeing someone else love her (but never more than him), however, the one thing his heart could never bear is her hating him. To know that he lost her love would hurt him enough, to know that she couldn't stand the sight of him would be the final blow to break him.

"Look, man. For two years, I watched (y/n) dream about being your girlfriend, and for what it's worth, I know that she'll never, ever hate you. You've been in love for ten years, I just know she'll say yes. A huge, definite yes." The boy grinned, patting his boss's knee as he let his words sink in.

It was true; just because they'd only been dating for a short time didn't mean he loved her any less. He spent so long pining from afar that he was certain he never wanted to let her go and she'd mentioned that she'd like to get married, just not when.

"You really think so?" Ray asked in a hopeful voice, not wanting to get too overconfident, but Henry's reassurance had calmed his nerves. Perhaps he wasn't rushing into things, maybe it was time to enter the next phase in their relationship, and maybe his best instincts were right. He just had to keep his head.

"She will say yes. You have nothing to worry about." Henry grinned, clapping his friend on the back as Ray finally let a grin spread across his face. Just one look at her told his brain that everything would be fine like it was meant to be. Because it was.

This was always where they were going and suddenly, the idea of the ring sitting in its box, deep in his pocket, didn't seem so daunting.

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EP Review:

SCARING THE HOES: DLC PACK (JPEGMAFIA x Danny Brown, 2023)

(First Listen)

I've decided to change how I format my posts. The Eminem Show and business casual reviews have been updated with the new formatting.

Scaring The Hoes was my album of 2023. In an era where rap albums keep feeling generic, with no passion put into them, Scaring The Hoes was a much needed breath of fresh air. Yet, when the DLC pack dropped, I just...never listened to it. I kept forgetting, kept putting it off. I loved the album, and had a feeling I'd love the DLC too, but I just never got around to it. I decided to change that today, and thank god I did.

Firstly, I adore the cover art. The vape packaging, along with the "disclaimer" and the background that looks like a generic online store page are absolutely fucking hilarious, and I hate that I didn't come up with the idea myself.

I can only assume that the 4 songs on here were originally meant to be on the album tracklist, but taken off in favor of other songs, or possibly some other reason. The opener of the DLC sounds like a calmer alternative to Lean Beef Patty, and while I do like the track, I think that they made the right call choosing Lean Beef Patty as the opener instead; it represents what Scaring The Hoes is all about. Though I enjoy the song, it is the weakest on the DLC, in my opinion. The SpongeBob samples are funny though.

I love the production and beats on every song, but HERMANOS has my favorite beat by a country mile. The smooth, chill beat gives me the vibe of opulence, almost like sitting on top of the world, and Danny and Peggy both flow on it in a way that fits said feeling. However, what really takes the cake for me is the beat switch at the end of the track. Good fucking lord, the beat switch is perfect. I'm almost mad that they didn't rap on it, but it's so hard that I can't bring myself to complain about that fact.

Tell Me Where To Go has a feeling that I honestly wish was on Scaring The Hoes. It's calmer, more laid back and even a little introspective in terms of the lyrics. It's because of all these things that the track most likely was cut, seeing as how none of that stuff would have really fit on the album, but I honestly think Scaring The Hoes would have benefited from having this song on the full tracklist. I really enjoy what this track offers, though I'd need to be in a certain mood to wanna hear it.

NO! x32 definitely has a closing track vibe to it; it almost feels like the polar opposite of Where Ya Get Ya Coke From off the full album. If that song was like stopping at every red light and speeding at every green light, this song is like speeding through everything. The sample sounds similar to the one on HOE, and I wouldn't be surprised if it was a different segment of the same sample. This one is my second favorite track on the DLC, though I could do without Danny's spoken word at the end.

For being a small collection of B-sides, the DLC pack for Scaring The Hoes is a very strong offering that is a perfect companion piece to the full album, and a must-hear for anyone who enjoyed it.

Guess What Bitch, We Back Hoe! - 7/10

HERMANOS - 9/10

Tell Me Where To Go - 7/10

NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! - 8/10

Favorite Song: HERMANOS

EP Score: 7.8/10

#music review #music #rap

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📘📕📗 let's hear more mcdanno ideas!

put a version of the book emoji in my inbox, and i'll tell you about a fic i haven't written, but want to write!

three emojis and mcdanno ideas? oh you're on, anon!

idea number one;

life as an air traffic controller is, well, not the most exciting. you work, talk to pilots, make sure everyone's safe while in the sky, chat with your co-workers, and you go home. you don't get a fancy uniform, you don't get famous, but you get a good paycheck. balancing shifts and seeing your daughter ... that's a little more difficult. just ask danny.

however, he makes it work, but between grace and his work, there's not much to brag about in his life. until there's a new pilot in the area. danny doesn't know much about him, other than the fact that his name's steve, and he has a sexy voice (don't question danny, he's basically living in celibacy). outside of the standard talk, they don't actually talk that much, though steve adds jokes and tidbits of information about himself, and it's a funny coincidence that he happens to only fly routes within the sector that danny works in?

well, danny finds himself googling this steve (mcgarrett, danny knew his surname, this is an official pilot that danny talks to on a regular basis we're talking about) and holy shit he's hot it's a shame he's restricted to the cockpit of a plane

bring on the dreams (they're pretty nsfw, don't worry, and they leave danny all hot and bothered because he wants the real thing), and he accidentally talks to grace about this pilot, which was a mistake because now she wants to meet the guy who makes her danno all excited, and shit he didn't think about that

luckily, there's a control center anniversary coming up, and danny knows some of the pilots are invited, and lucky him – there's steve, and holy shit he's even hotter in real life

and a little scene because i'm nice like that:

"i thought you'd be taller." steve chuckled, the fabric of his shirt tightening around his bicep as he lifted the beer to his lips, not once taking his eyes off danny as he sipped the cool beverage. "something about the confident tone in your voice, i suppose. not that i mind."

danny rolled his eyes, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his slacks. "i thought you'd be hotter." he replied as nonchalantly as possible, though the smirk that spread on steve's lips told him he had failed.

the pilot, however, simply leaned closer, lips by danny's ear as he whispered. "we both know that's a lie."

onto idea number two;

(i might switch it all up and have steve be the one who's abducted when i get around to writing this, and have it be some sort of revenge mission against danny tbh)

day of death. danny is snatched as they work a case. the scene is chaotic, there's been a shoot out, and people are running everywhere, and danny was just there and the next second he's not.

and steve fucking loses it.

see, danny's strong and danny's just as good of a fighter as steve, he knows this, but it's danny, his fucking danny. the case takes them to jersey. or, takes steve to jersey, and he rallies together some of danny's old co-workers, and works the case like it was a black op. danny's former colleagues are ... terrified, to say the least, but they see that danny's definitely got someone to keep him on his toes in hawaii, and while they're terrified, they're a little jealous of this headstrong navy seal – he's working with danny after all.

danny's abductor is a dumbass, really, who has been idolising a serial killer, and thinks kidnapping and killing a cop is his one big chance at doing something great. spoiler alert: it's not. that aside, he's marked danny. knocking the feisty detective out cold with a concoction of drugs, this guy's taking a needle and ink, and he has tattooed danny's day of death onto him, permanently etched it into his skin.

in the end, the dumbass really did underestimate danny's power, but he also did underestimate the lengths steve would go to, and its a happy ending because i wouldn't allow either one of the boys to get hurt and die.

anyway, there's also a bit there (a little similar to chen and bradford in the rookie) where steve goes on to tell danny that that tattoo should be a reminder of what he went through, and that he's alive. (and then you know, maybe he proceeds on showing danny just how alive he is–)

scene scene scene scene:

detective foltyn was the complete opposite of what steve had expected, based on the very little danny had told him of his years with the police in jersey. yet, as he strode around the table and immediately took to scanning out the little info steve had scraped together at that point, it was clear he meant business.

"who's got our guy?" he questioned, turning to steve with an expression that was anything but pleasant; an expression he quickly schooled as the navy seal shot him a face of his own.

"i was hoping you could help clear that out." steve growled, dropping a folder to the table with a heavy thud. "my boy's more than capable of taking care of himself, but he needs our help. so either you help me figure this out, or you're not helping out at all."

officer russell, on the other hand, was the softer of the two, and he met steve's eye with the utmost respect, almost bowing his head to show he was happy with being the subordinate of their little team. "commander, if i know the detective – foltyn, that is – as well as i think i do, i know he will be nothing but helpful in the search of detective sergeant williams."

"very well then." steve huffed out a sharp breath of air through his nostrils, before pulling out his phone to call up his real team who were still in hawaii. "let's get to work then. we have no time to lose."

and then for the third idea;

danny's the best reporter this paper's got. there is just something about his analytical way of looking at journalism, and it has earned both him and the paper a whole lot of awards and titles. the thing is, they work in teams; a reporter and a photographer. always a team. when danny's other half hands in her resignation, and gets a new job, danny has to find himself a new partner.

enter steve, the quiet photographer who has seen more horror in the world than anyone can imagine. he's new in town, and is offered a top-paying job as a videographer at the local news station – but there's a blond reporter at the paper who catches his attention, and he turns down the top paying job to weasel his way into the paper instead.

he's immediately signed on to be danny's partner, because of course you match the top-quality reporter with the top-quality photographer. the chief editor worries, though, because he's got a loud, hard-headed reporter and he's got a quiet, hard-headed photographer – but they work magic together.

it seems the paper truly comes alive again, and it seems like steve comes alive again, at the same time as danny finds some of that peace he's always sought from his work.

and it's super cliché, but let's face it, we all love a good cliché.

and a little scene for that:

danny crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back against the wall as steve got to work. he was quiet, only giving directions using a very few words, and he worked quicker than danny had ever seen anyone else working. yet, he never made any of the people they met feel uncomfortable. as aloof as steve was, there was just something so warm about him, something that drew people in.

they had butted heads, more than once, but even then it was clear to danny that they were only pushing each other, making each other better, and while danny had loved working with his former partner, it couldn't even compare to the joyous challenge that was working with steve – and he was grateful that he chief editor had seen it this way, too.

he tilted his head as steve turned to look at him, a quizzical look on the photographer's face. "i think i'm nearing done here, but is there any kind of photos you specifically have in mind for your article?"

danny shook his head, a grin spreading on his lips. "no, i'm good. i think we've already established on multiple occasions that you seem to know exactly what i want and need."

#writing asks!#give me a book and i'll tell you about a fanfic #h50 #h50 aus #steve mcgarrett #danny williams #mcdanno

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Notes I took for my partner for 4 Sided Dive 1/4/23 because he has a real job and doesn't have time to watch

This is about 2700 words long and includes anything that could be considered lore for the game, along with the jokes I personally found funny and some commentary on the parts I didn't find funny.

The Cast: Travis, Sam, Liam, Ashley

Sam is host.

Recap and Chat

Cheney has been a werewolf for only a few months. Travis doesn't know if Chetney has passed the curse on.

Liam would be a wererat. Sam says he'd be a were-eagle.

Travis loved fighting the rest of the party. He had a bunch of extra hp and a scary howl. Liam also loves being turned against the party. Travis' goal was to give everyone at least one good smackdown.

Travis' early childhood comfort toy was a plastic werewolf. He's always wanted to be a werewolf.

Orym got his sword blessed by the gods! Very exciting. He now has reach and grasping vines to spiderman around.

Liam Seedling - The Wayward Pilgrim has a different punctuation every time to annoy Danni.

Predathos and Plane Rider Ryn is shit that has clearly been in the background of the world but is just now being revealed.

Travis thinks Matt has a huge overarching plot he's been hinting the whole time. Liam points out that dunamancy is also very physics and time and space based.

Liam thinks the Luxon might be Predathos. The beacons are Predathos poops.

Danni Carr is not given any hidden info. She only has what has been revealed to the public. She confirms that the primordials working with the gods was first revealed by Ryn. All other stories we've heard previously is gods vs primordials.

What is Bell's Hells gonna do about all this?

Fearne has been to the feywild but Chetney and Orym have never been to other worlds before going to the pof. Sam doesn't know what FCG did back in the ancient past but has no memory of leaving Exandria before going to the PoF with the others.

Sam really wants to learn more about FCG at the university but is concerned that the main plot will get in the way.

Travis asks what the city on Ruidis might be. Liam suggests that it was the chunk of exandria had a city in it and they're just living up there maybe. Also maybe Predathos can make people. Danni theory is that the people are those who had faith in Predathos. Liam asks if Predathos gains strength from the faithful like gods? We just don't know.

Otohan was previously devout Raven Queen follower. Does she have a new *God*? Or a new cause?

Galaxy Quest reference! "Is there air??? You don't know!"

Bell's Aeronautics and Space Administration

Dead god domains: death, winter, order, fate. Matron didn't replace the eaten death god, but the new death god.

We had a fun gambling episode! Do y'all gamble or go to Vegas? Liam thinks gambling is boring. It feels like a job that is less fun than his actual job. Travis like playing niche trashy slot machines like Viking Lover. Sam likes playing Craps because people cheer. Travis says Laura loves to gamble. She plays craps and sickbow dragon. Travis is not allowed to be near Laura when she's playing. She gets real serious about it. Ashley has only ever played War. She did not win or lose money. Liam would rather buy a Nintendo switch or watch a show.

Tower of Inquiry!

Travis pulls and FAILS

CONSEQUENCES

He has to do pushups situps or run around giggling like a school girl every time he doesn't win at Quiplash later

"What genre of video game would your character enjoy?"

God love you are so right the ToQ questions are always so shallow and inane.

Fearne would play the Sims and just fuck with the little people.

FCG would like Duck Hunt (kill birds!) or Hit Man (kill humans!).

"What would be your character's favorite Broadway musical?"

Chetney: Beauty and the Beast

FCG: Starlight Express

Orym: Billy Elliot the Musical

Fearne: Ashley doesn't know musicals very well. Into the Woods is a little on the nose. Maybe Hadestown? She doesn't know about it but it sounds cool?

"What would be your character's guilty pleasure reality TV show?"

Ashley loves reality TV shows. Lower Decks! It's like Downton Abbey but it's on a boat and very trashy.

Sam doesn't know about reality shows and asks if there's one about therapy. There is! It's on showtime and called Couples Therapy. It's hard to watch. It's rough. The therapist is great though.

Chetney would watch PBS! Bob Ross. NOT Bob Vila.

Liam also doesn't know about reality TV. Someone suggests Ninja Warrior or MMA.

Sam declares that as the host he can change the rules and questions for the ToI no longer need to be evergreen.

Deep Dive

There was a fake cockroach stuck to the bottom of Travis' mug!

Teleprompters bring back childhood trauma for Ashley about having to read out loud at school and fear of messing up in front of everyone.

Sam: What was the inspiration for Shithead the undead bird and what was that like for you?

During the early design phases of character art, they were asked about animal companions or accessories. Sam said nah, and then had a second thought. He has always shat on other people's animal companions like Trinket and Frumpkin. But what if he had a bird companion? So someone designed it, and then he was like, "but I hate familiars. No. I'm done." So he showed it to Matt. And Matt took it from there.

Liam: Orym's sword has gotten an upgrade! What's your favorite part of that and how does the name relate to Orym and Will?

Liam loves spells and magic, so playing a fighter after playing a wizard has been interesting but kind of restrictive. So he likes having grasping vine. Matt also encouraged naming the sword. A plant's seed can be blown for miles away from its parent plant before touching down and growing roots. And that's how Orym feels right now. Group consensus: Orym is a sweet guy.

Ashley: What does Fearne know about her grandmother's dealings? Does she truly believe that Morry will do them a favor with no strings attached.

Sam feels that Fearne has always known more than she lets on. Fearne thinks grandma can do no wrong. Grandma is amazing and Ashley believes she will help us.

Travis: "No strings attached?"

Ashley: "That I cannot answer."

Travis: "What do you mean? You can't answer or you won't answer?"

Ashley: 😏

Ashley: every game I am actively trying to make you all uncomfortable. Fearne's backstory has elements added by both Matt and Aabria. They worked with me and also with each other so I don't know everything. But that's her Nana.

Liam: Nana is fucking dangerous. True neutral at best. Fearne is her darling little rapunzel.

Travis: Why do you think Ruidis was affecting Chetney Specifically? Do you have any theories?

Chetney is worried but doesn't have any specific theories. It's the first time he ever lost control. Liam suggests the people on Ruidis are "monkeying with their god machine". Sam suggests it could be something people on Exandria are doing to Ruidis that caused this. Travis suggests Predathos wants more werewolves.

Sam: FCG has taken an interest in cooking. What sparked this interest despite them being unable to taste or eat?

It's not despite but because of it. FCG is desperate to sense things they can't, like smell and taste and love. Also to dream. Maybe tasting is possible? Wants to understand the mechanics of cooking and food. The others suggest Sam bring in baked goods like how Travis brings in wood objects.

Liam: Orym made a wolf figurine for Chetney but received a fairly brutal assessment of his woodworking skills. What was it like to receive that feedback from the Master Craftsman and why did Orym make the figurine in the first place?

It went about as well as Orym expected. He was trying to return Chetney's kindness after Orym told C about Will. Orym never forgot that and wanted to repay him in a way that Chetney valued. The dressing down was not unexpected.

Ashley: Fearne was able to talk to Laudna and Orym about the coin flip for their lives. How is she feeling about that coin flip now after having spoken with them? How did that decision affect her?

Ashley couldn't even look at Marisha. She was depressed for a week about it. She felt SO BAD. You just get in the moment. It has affected Fearne in a very big way. In a protective way. She hasn't had a lot of human experience before coming to the material plane. Life and death stakes are new for her. And this choice is what made those stakes feel real. It's complicated and she doesn't understand it yet. She's still dealing with it.

Travis: How is Chetney doing now that 'the beast within' has been tamed a bit more? Does he notice a difference or is it too early to tell?

It's too early to tell! Travis doesn't believe that sneak Matt Mercer for a fucking second. We'll see what happens the next time Ruidis flashes. He knows that unfortunately Chettney unleashed will not be there but if he keeps wolfing out every time it's gonna get interesting. Sam wonders what will happen when they land on the moon. What will happen to Imogen up there? Who is gonna lose it? Ashley points out there was a weird red fire figure standing behind Imogen that has yet to be discussed. Alien looking thing. Doesn't look like anything we've ever seen before. Oblong skull!

Sam decides to mix it up for round 2 of the Deep Dive and people will read questions for each other.

Travis reading a question for Sam: What does FCG think of this Shithead albatross for possibly no real reason as Shithead said during their conversation?

Travis: We already answered that, gimme that cup

Travis reading a new question for Sam: What did FCG think of the Speak with Dead ritual that they witnessed with Lord Esterosh? How do they feel about such clerical practices?

It's odd because FCG is technically a cleric but they don't have a religion. Speaking with a dead body is something FCG has never experienced before. It's super creepy and gets into soul stuff. They have an idea about how souls work, but if you can just talk to someone after they're dead, what are we? What is a soul even? What do I even believe? This is plaguing me as a human being named Sam Reigel and also as a character named FCG. What DO I believe? I don't actually know yet and it's going to be fun to figure it out.

Ashley reading for Liam: With Orem's high history, what does he think of their options in regards to visiting the Fay realm versus shadowfell?

That's super easy to answer because while Orym does have a high history, just the way Sam chooses when to pay attention to the rules or not, I will say that Orym does not know shit about other planes. All his history is of the world of exandria.

For the record Sam does not willy-nilly choose which rules to not follow, he just does not follow the stupid ones. Luck is a stupid rule.

Liam reading a question for Ashley: Fearne seems to be enjoying her new role as Professor Callaway, Teacher of Fire. What was it about teaching ladna that spoke to her so much?

Laudna asking Fearne to teach her something made her feel very special. It's just fun. Fearne is fascinated by all the different little things people are good at, what makes them tick, and why they are able to do those things. That Laudna was fascinated in turn by what Fearne is good at was very flattering. She just had a blast with that. (Not clear if pun was intended)

Sam ASHLEY reading a question for Travis: How did Chetney feel to have his original howl go unanswered by the Gorgynei and need to rely on the howls of his friends to get their attention?

It was just a bad roll of the dice but Travis likes the metaphor behind it. Alone he wasn't enough, but together they can accomplish anything. Sam points out that a failure now leaves room for success in the future.

Because Ashley stole Sam's chance to read a question for Travis, he goes and pulls a question from the broken Tower of Inquiry. Danni lets him read from her tablet.

Tower of Inquiry

"What would your characters Smash Ultimate main be?"

Holy shit this is literally your example of a shitty inane question. Your stupid media premonition ability strikes again!

Sam doesn't know what any of those words mean.

Orym would choose Link. A no brainer.

Chetney would choose Princess Peach.

Sam and Ashley say they have to look up the options, but before they can, Ashley says she'd pick Bowser if that's an option. Sam says in flat, obviously lying voice that he loves to play smash and would choose Lucario? (This is the first name he saw and he doesn't know what a Lucario is). Oh it's like a fox thing. Liam suggests Kirby for FCG. Sam says he wants to play as a robot. There's gotta be a robot. Liam asks if MegaMan is in smash bros. Danni suggest Samus. Sam finds R O B and says that's what FCG would be. The 1980s Nintendo robot toy that looked fun but was not fun to play with.

Sam as the host has asked that they play a special little mini game. His New Year's resolution is to finally learn the names of our beloved crew and staff. So we're going to play a little game show called Sam Riegel Name that Crew Member.

I don't think this will have any relevant character information and I'm tired. So I'm skipping this bit.

It was a bit. He guessed wrong every time, including when it was Marisha Ray. I didn't enjoy the bit.

Okay we made it past the break.

Almost done!

Quiplash!

Ashley is Smashley

Travis is Butt butter

Sam is Travis

Liam is Also Travis

Deep Dive mixed into Quiplash

Sam: FCG has been reaching out to the Changebringer in various ways, looking for little signs from her. How is he feeling about this journey so far?

Real confused. Changebringer hasn't really asserted Herself in his life so far. They are desperate for any sign. Could try another god. He is easily swayed in the gods department.

Ashley: It's possible the group will visit the Fay realm and get to meet Nana Morri. How do you feel about that potential?

Extremely excited about that potential. I hope we go. Can't wait for everyone to meet Peepers. (This question was answered in 30 seconds in between quiplash rounds)

Travis: How did Fjord feel about losing his sense of the Wildmother and having replaced by the Cloaked Serpent? What was it like when she returned to him?

"That sucked! I was super bummed. I got my ass kicked and had to give up the crystal super fast that first game and I was really grumpy about it. I did it for love. I was pissed! And then it was kind of nice having a betrayer god be like, help me take down my runaway demigod. It was fun. But it was nice feeling her come back because I was real confused both in character and in real life." Danny suggests that the wild mother was suppressed rather than gone and Travis agrees that that is probably what happened.

Liam: Caleb was so deeply tied to the Cerberus Assembly. What is it like as a player to have the Assembly's machinations reaching into Campaign 3?

Caleb is just sitting in the back of Liam's head pointing excitedly and going, "Ooh! Ooh!" He can't wait for more Ludinus lore drops. He loves/hates the Cerberus Assembly and can't wait to learn more. What are they up to? Sam also wants to know what's up? Danni asks what if we get to see NPC Caleb and Beau because they're still tracking Ludinus. Sam says, "run into Caleb and Beau? ON THE MOON??"

Ending Announcements

No 4 sided dive next month because we'll be having watch parties for LoVM

The lights went black and everyone screamed! When they came back up the broom had been murdered. You know, Broomy, the happy set broom that we all know and love. Looks like we have a murder mystery to solve when 4 Sided Dive returns in March!

#critical role #cr spoilers #4 sided dive

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reaperkiller · 2 years

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some fun facs about the undead gang bc im thinking about how it's all Connected and losing my marbles as a result

so all 4 of them have scars on their neck from some sort of death related incident. well ruthie's technically isnt a scar it's just like. a permanent bruise. she got choked to death, and then eric had his throat slit open when he was murdered. same with aisling but she wasnt murdered, hers is from some sort of weird loyalty test ruthie devised once, bc aisling was like her student, training to be second in command type deal. and jason's is from another kind of test also devised by ruthie where eric had to cut his neck open. After ruthie had already carved 'your gift xx' into it bc she thougt it would be funny. a nice little surprise for eric, and to test just how much he truly loved his son

that last bit didnt Have to happen of course, it could have been way less traumatic for the both of them. BUT! it was all bc aisling decided to help jason out after he died the first time.

and THAT is bc, when ruthie/danny (she was possessing him at that point. very long story theres a lot of lore i need to write about. how the ghosts and undead and whatever works) shot jason, she completely detached herself from him, and pretty much abandoned aisling without a word. so aisling was very thankful that she had been Freed from her shackles in a sense, and so was like. i need to make this guy's transition into death as easy as possible bc he saved me (lots more i could write about there but i shant. not yet)

which basically means she's helped him skip over all the. like. tests?? the undead have to go through in order to stay alive - bc the whole procedure is very traumatising and she thought he had already been through More than enough.

and eventually they start dating. was it out of guilt?? did they really truly love each other?? was it a rebound?? who's to say!

we'll never find out! bc what aisling did was against the rules, and when ruthie finally found out about it?? she kills aisling. and sends jason off to die. again. but worse than before bc she's Mad. mad that he didnt stay dead, that he made it this far without her knowing, that he's the son she never got to have and then she killed him. and all she could see when she looked at him was herself. so clearly she just had to go make everythinf even WORSE for him than she already had

and for eric too bc fuck that guy. he didnt do anything wrong she just hates him bc he got to continue 'living' and got to have a son. while all she had was Nothing. she made him undead and he's not even thankful!! he doesn't know that though. he doesnt know how it happened. she's still mad about it though

did any of that make sense im like half awake rn. well. mostly awake actually but my brain is switched off. so if none of this makes sense or you just want to ask me about it or hit me with a stick or whatever. feel free to Hit Me. Up.

#oc tag #so. (:

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kitty-av · 2 years

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Hello, I have been thinking of making the clone gang into my OCs for a while now ( kinda inspired by Mortified because it's a great fanfic, I love me some characters we see for 1 min being utilised and explored ) so I kinda just... Did.

Ok so here are my bois, first I shall show a group line-up, then I introduce them in segments.

Sound good? Ok, here they are!

These are the clone squad in human form, though I'm still debating on whether they are hypothetical forms, or if they're all halfas like Dani.

Also I have never really drawn Danielle, so she may look wonky until I get the hang of it lol

Anyway, introductions:

This man is Dante, he's the skeleton ghost, and I based his design off of two things: his nose looks like it would be different than Danny's, and he had a bedsheet.

So therefore, he gets wavy hair, and a similar build to Danny, except his nose is different and I tried to define his brows and their wrinkles a bit more ( I don't know how to explain it better )

Dante is quite possibly the most laid back from the clone squad because there really weren't any expectations he had to deliver on, unlike his siblings.

He's the second oldest, which means Vlad was just ok with him existing because he was still getting the hang of the whole cloning thing.

This means he had time to work on his hobbies, like art and gardening and just wind down after Vlad inevitably did something terrible.

He has leg prosthetics but because I was too excited to post, so I haven't figured out how to draw them yet, so for now he has long pant legs.

He's the mom friend of the gang, will frequently drag the rest of them out of their pods for bonding time because he knows they can get caught up in their problems.

They poke fun at him for his ' bedsheet ghost ' routine but he thinks it's funny and he's vibing, so they just kinda accept it. He actually uses the spooky voice too, just because.

He's the ' We have food at home ' sibling along with Dorian, but can switch to ' McDonalds ' sibling when he wants to make Danielle happy •^•

Now these two.

Oh, boy.

These two are traumatized let me tell you that.

Let's start with Dorian, who for the purposes of my sanity will be Dan level beefy instead of his canon beefiness. Just because I couldn't figure out how to draw it, and it's my design so screw it.

I had the idea of him looking like Jack because he's the oldest sibling so Vlad accidentally tapped into some genetics he probably didn't like.

As you can probably guess, Vlad is not his biggest fan.

Dorian is just the sweetest boi. He's the Jazz of the squad. Often ignores himself and accidentally becomes the therapist friend when there's nobody there to help him set his boundaries.

He's really into social justice, reading, and also rock/metal music ( because why not, it fits his ghost aesthetic too )

He just wants the best for his siblings, even though he's painfully aware Vlad is just... Vlad.

He will not hesitate to curb stomp you if you become a threat to his family, and while he's very patient, the clone gang has sorta given him a sixth sense for detecting mischief.

I'm serious, he walks into a room and just knows they did something.

He chooses to wear formal adjacent clothing himself, it isn't Vlad that made him do it. He feels comforted by the routine of styling himself.

Now, Dominic: I'm gonna put the pic back here for reference.

This lil man

He is just... Full of anger. And issues.

First, his design was meant to have a lot of triangular shapes to kinda match Danny's, as well as to bring more attention to his face.

His eye is just gone in human form as well. It falls off constantly, so he doesn't bother and just carries it in a pouch in his pocket. Dorian finds that understandably disturbing, and Dante is somewhere between ' I can make eye puns when he brings it up ' and ' dude I wish my brother would have better care for himself '.

He's the third clone, and Vlad's favourite until Danielle happened. Unfortunately, because we can't have nice things, he's constantly unstable in ghost form, and because of that Vlad pushed him hard enough for him to develop the shrinking, purely out of his want to disappear and hide.

Dominic despises Vlad from the bottom of his heart, because unlike with Dani, Vlad didn't bother hiding his disappointment and loopiness when it came to his ' almost perfect son '

He's pretty jaded because of this, and he swore to himself that Dani would not suffer like he did, so he allowed himself to get blackmailed into behaving by Vlad. Basically the deal was that Dominic would obey without question, and Dani will be happy and oblivious to the fact he literally doesn't care.

Later on, Vlad tells him that he'll have Danielle overshadow Danny, but he volunteers instead because he knows it won't end well, and he's absolutely right. Vlad probably knew this so he told him specifically so his ' problem child ' wouldn't be a problem.

He would literally fight anyone, despite the fact he has bad depth perception, a lack of real offensive abilities, and an incredible lack of solidity/stability.

He probably waits for the summer with anticipation because he can fire tiny ectoblasts at Vlad and pretend it was mosquitoes.

Besides all the angst and trauma, he has a passion for theatre and mischief. He and Dani are incredibly close and prank everyone. Dominic probably taught her the ' faint to get out of a difficult conversation ' trick.

He can't talk in tiny form, it just sounds like bells ( like Tinkerbell )

Dante probably teases him for ' doing puberty wrong ' and Dominic strikes back with digs against the ' bedsheet ghost routine '. They're vibing.

Dorian and Dominic are also Metal/Rock music buddies and will listen to music together while Dorian is reading some book or other. Dominic is incredibly grateful to have his support despite all the headaches his mischief cause, and he often serves as Dorian's ' boundaries cheerleader ' so to speak.

He's the ' One black coffee ' sibling if you hadn't noticed. Only he'd probably hand it to Danielle because she's his partner in crime.

Now Dani herself, she absolutely adores her brothers. She doesn't understand why Vlad doesn't, but she thinks she can change his mind because he ' likes ' her. Then when he calls her brothers ' mistakes ' she goes ' ok I can't, but if he stabilises me, I can maybe save them too ' because she's precious like that .

Unfortunately, things don't work that way, and so when she leaves Amity park she's kinda confronted with the realisation that ' oh damn, I actually helped murder Dorian, and Dominic wouldn't help Vlad without good reason so he probably took my place ' and that's not exactly a pleasant realization.

The reason she doesn't come back for help earlier than D-stabilized is actually because of guilt. She doesn't feel like she deserves the help after what happened. Then she reminds herself that her brothers wanted her to be happy and goes off to find Danny.

I know this was a lot of angst, so here, have some sketches to balance it out OwO

I'm thinking I also have them come back as ghosts because I want my children to be happy together, but I haven't figured out unique ghost designs for them yet. It feels cheap giving them their clone designs when they're now their own people yknow?

Thank you for reading all this, I'm really happy to finally share my bois with the Phandom •^• if y'all have any thoughts or questions feel free to share.

I'm just glad I did this because doing character design in the DP style is fun, especially considering how Dorian and Dante's facial features had to be built on top of skeletal/unfinished structure ( their noses in particular ) so that was exciting to figure out (ㆁωㆁ)

#danny phantom #phanart #danielle phantom #danny phantom oc #danny phantom art

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softpine · 1 month

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@bb-enablefreebuild LITERALLYYYYYYY i even have this exact image saved in my asa & finn web weaving folder jfksjds it's so them, even the hands 😭

@forgotten-pixels oh yeah he definitely has a wikipedia page!! his first single was a pretty big hit and even though his other work hasn't been as mainstream, he's contributed to a bunch of other artists' work so he's still well known in certain circles. i also think he's JUST famous enough to get those weird AI generated articles written about him, like "remember the guy who sang [song title from 15 years ago]? this is him now!!" because he's not well known enough for people to realize it's false / clickbait lmao. (btw you never have to apologize for asking questions!! i love them at any time 🥺)

asa has a regular phone but he may as well not have one at all because he quite literally never charges it or brings it anywhere fjkjsds stevie is the one who's always switching out her phone case & never gets around to putting a screen protector on so her screen is definitely cracked, i think elaine probably loses her phone the most on accident, and jada will say she lost her phone even when it's ringing in her hand because she just doesn't want to answer. if we still had texting limits stevie would use that shit up in half an hour, if that!!

his intentions were good...... his execution however..... leaves a lot to be desired

i'm so sorry my brain cannot even think about april fools right now without the dan and phil brainrot fully taking over 😭😭😭 no other pranks exist in my brain at the moment i can't even think of any sjksjd i could definitely see mikaela & danny pranking each other though

HELPPP this is so funny but i'm gonna have to say casper, there is no way he knows what that is

thank you for the idea!! i'm trying to avoid sending people a patreon link for written work; even if it's free (and it would be), there's still a connotation that it would cost money and i'm afraid no one would even click the link to read it (plus i've already used my patreon for cc so i'm afraid i would annoy the people who followed me for that content). ughhhh but thank you for trying :(

i'm really bummed about substack because it looked like the easiest way to accomplish what i want to accomplish but i'm sure i'll find something eventually. thanks for the interest 🥺

i would love to, but tumblr has a 30 pic limit and also i need to cut myself off at some point because otherwise i could literally spend months on 1 single post lmao 😭

you were right :P :P

i forgot about that too!! iirc wasn't it just dependent on the number of sims you have & their ages? asa bounces between caroline's and danny's houses so he would change the difficulty, but the mayfields would always have the highest rating because they also have sadie & the farm animals to take care of!

yes definitely!! just please credit the original mesh creator if applicable (i always list them) 💝

i forgot to answer this when you sent it, but i did read it right away and it made me smile, so thank you 💖💖

it really is the most attractive trait a person can have to me fjkjsds did you ever hear from that guy btw?? 💕

THANK YOUUU kisses you back one thousand times 💖💖💖

@minamill ILYYY 💞

@morrigan-sims thank you!!!! 🥺

#sorry some of these are absurdly late 😭#grab a snack it's a long one #asks #anonymous #nonsims #brandi answers

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ageofnations · 2 years

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Chamomile // drw // Pt.III

Summary: Danny often feels overshadowed by his best friends and bandmates. You, however, can't seem to get your mind off of him.

Paring: Danny x fem!reader

Word Count: ~2.8k

Warnings: talk of mental health, hangover symptoms (and medicine for such symptoms)

A/N: i never could find the actual interview i based this from, so i just came up with one of my own. PLZ remember that this is fictional and in no way how i think the boys actually treat Danny. thank you guys for all of your support <3

Serie s Masterlist

Part III

It seemed as if the concept of sleep was foreign to you tonight. Despite the protest of the others, you chose the couch. You were adamant that they sleep in their own beds, even through their slurred arguments. But because of their drunken states, they didn’t put up much of a fight.

Usually, you found it easy to sleep on the boys’ couch. You had done it so many times before that it seemed almost second nature to you. The curve of the cushions and the familiar fragrant scents brought comfort similar to that of a lullaby. Tonight was different though. You were restless and found it hard to keep your eyes closed for long. You went from too hot to too cold, comfortable to uncomfortable. You tossed and turned until you finally gave up completely on trying to fall asleep. You picked up your phone off the table beside the couch, deciding to pass the time with more social media.

One of your favorite hobbies was searching the hashtags related to the band and looking through the mountains of fanmade content. You loved seeing videos and pictures of old performances, especially from the earlier years of Greta Van Fleet. You sometimes shared funny memes with the boys and read through stories to see how the fictional versions of the boys matched with reality. You were just about to switch the social media platform you were investigating when you came across a portion of a written interview with Danny. You read the caption before anything.

“This makes me so sad for Danny,” it said, paired with various crying emojis. The comments and tags matched the nature of the caption.

You were curious as to what the fuss was all about, so you decide to read the screenshots yourself.

Interviewer: So you’ve been going for a while now, but do you ever still get nervous when going out on stage?

Danny: Absolutely. I’d like to say I’m lucky that I sit at the back of the stage. Josh, Jake, and Sam are closer to the fans than I am, so they don’t get to mask their nerves as much. I’ve come up with strategies and tactics to calm down if I ever need them though.

Interviewer: Have you ever needed to use those?

Danny: More often than not, yeah. I had to work really hard to get where I am today, and I’m still trying to improve. I came into the band known as the “replacement,” and some days, I still feel like my spot in the band is fragile. Like they’d kick me out if I messed up. That feeling on top of performing in front of thousands of fans is terrifying.

Interviewer: And would they? Kick you out?

Danny: We’ve grown to be brothers essentially, so I’d hope they wouldn’t. But I can only hope they keep me around as long as the band is around.

Interviewer: But you’re the only one who isn’t a biological brother right?

Danny: Yeah, which is why I feel so fragile in the band. They all have a special bond that I could never have. Kicking out a family member would be much harder than just a close friend. Everyday I’m thankful that I’m still in the band.

Interviewer: Are there any perks to not being a brother?

Danny: Yeah, I mean, I guess I have a form of leverage over them. I can call things out how they are and mediate when necessary. I help things go as smoothly as possible, and I’ve been given the role of the middle man. When it comes down to it, I feel like that’s why they keep me in.

That was all the snippet included. There were no links, no sources, no context. You locked your phone and set it back down on the table.

You felt sad. There was an indescribable pain in your chest that you could only attribute to sadness.

Danny had talked to you about his insecurities with his playing, especially during and after his injury, but he had never expressed something like this. Feeling like he was only still in the band as a peacemaker for the others? It hurt to even imagine him doubting himself that much. He was an amazing drummer and an even better person to be around. He mattered more than he would ever know.

You wondered if the others knew about what was said in this interview. If he didn’t mention it to you, you imagined he hadn’t talked to his band mates about how he was feeling. You didn’t know if you should ask him about it or if you should just act like you hadn’t seen the interview at all.

You felt a stray tear fall from your eye, but you quickly wiped it away. You didn’t realize that you had started crying, and honestly, you didn’t know why you were crying at all. You felt a little helpless in the situation and guilty that you hadn’t noticed any difference until today.

You sat up and brought your knees to your chest. Before you could continue to overthink what you had read, you heard shuffling in the kitchen behind you.

“Bip?” you heard Danny’s groggy voice call out from the darkness.

Your body went stiff, but you turned your head in response. You were thankful that he couldn’t see your tear-stained cheeks.

“Did I wake you?” he whispered. “I’m sorry, I just got thirsty.”

“No, you didn’t wake me, Danny,” you rasped back. His apology caused your guilt to flourish even more. “I can’t sleep.”

He turns on a dim light in the kitchen. It barely lit the room, but it was just enough to be able to barely see in the living room. You heard him turn on the faucet briefly to fill his glass with tap water. “Me neither.”

“Is something wrong?”

He takes a sip before answering with, “Just a long day.” He quietly walks to you. “Care if I sit with you for a bit?”

You weakly smile at him. “Of course not.”

Instead of sitting at the other edge of the couch, he sits on the cushion directly beside you. His body heat prickled your shoulder, and you could’ve swore he was leaning into you a bit. You sat in brief silence, not looking at one another, before you finally started a conversation to keep your mind from drifting to the interview.

“How’s Josh’s hand?”

He let out an airy laugh devoid of any humor. “He’s okay. It’s burnt, but nothing a little Neosporin can’t handle.”

You laugh but wince when you feel a throbbing pain in your head. You were mostly sober at this point, but all of the beers were starting to catch up to you. Danny glanced at you as soon as he heard the noise come out, and his eyes stopped at the table beside you. Earlier, he had set out two painkillers for you to take before you slept to avoid the hangover symptoms. You still hadn’t taken them.

“You really should take those, ya know,” he noted. You could sense the worry in his voice, but you tried to put that out of your mind.

“I’ll be okay,” you said with a smile as you massaged your temples.

“I know you will, but I want you to be okay now. Here.” He handed you the glass of water he had been sipping on. Once you grabbed it from him, he reached across you to the table. You blushed at the feeling of having him so close, draped across you.

He grabbed the two pills and held them out to you. “Please take them. I promise it’ll help. Especially in the morning.” His eyes dig into yours in his best endeavor to persuade you away from your stubbornness.

You took the pills from him and took them with a swig of water. The feeling of being taken care of and looked after was comforting, but you were also embarrassed from being babied.

“Thank you,” Danny said sweetly.

The blush you wore grew as you realized he had dropped his hand to rest right above your knee. You felt his hand twitch slightly once you noticed the placement, but he never moved away from you.

“Thanks, mom,” you tease in an attempt to lighten the nerves inside of you. You think it works until he laughs at the joke and pulls away right after giving a small squeeze. You watch his reaction, secretly proud that you somehow made him genuinely laugh through his sleep deprivation.

Once the laughter dies down, you settle back into silence. You can sense the tension in Danny’s body language. He focuses on his hands as he picks at his cuticles. He licks his lips and clears his throat nervously to prepare his next sentence.

“Thank you, for checking on me today.” His voice had lowered to a whisper again. “Both times, I guess. It felt nice to know someone noticed that something was wrong, but I’m sorry to make you worry.”

You were slightly shocked to hear the openness in his admission. He had seemed so closed-off all day that this was a bit of a change in pace.

“You don’t have to apologize, Danny. You’re my best friend.”

He cracked a smile at you. “And you’re mine.”

“You know you can talk to me, right?”

He nodded. “I know,” he breathed. “I appreciate you so much, Bip.”

He always sensed the times that using that nickname would make you smile. You ran your finger around the rim of his glass that you were still holding. This was another time you wished you knew what he was thinking. This moment didn’t feel completely platonic, but you didn’t want to be the one to bring it up and potentially ruin what friendship you did have.

But you couldn’t deny the obvious feelings blooming for him.

“Sometimes,” he started again, breaking you away from your thoughts. “-it’s a little hard to talk about how I’m feeling, ya know?”

Of course you knew. You knew with every fiber of your being how he was feeling, but you didn’t respond, egging him to go on.

“I’m so used to taking care of other people that it’s difficult to process when others want to take care of me,” he finished.

“The helper needs help too,” you say. “It takes practice to get used to it, but you do so much for me, for all of us. You’ve got to let us reciprocate that.”

You could almost see the gears turning in his head as your words soaked in. He nodded and took a deep breath.

You hesitated before asking. “Do you want to talk about what has been bothering you?” You felt the tension return, and you immediately regretted asking. “You don’t have to-“

“I need to,” he interrupted. He silently sorted through his thoughts, trying to come up with a sentence that described all of his emotions. You could tell he was trying to not talk himself out of the conversation completely. “I don’t feel like I’m part of the band.”

There it was. The thing that has been bothering him for God knows how long. It was finally in the open, and he needed to talk about it.

“W-what? Danny, they love you.”

“They say that, yeah. I just don’t feel it sometimes.” He shifted his concentration to a string that was loose on his shirt. “The guys get front stage, I sit in the back. Sometimes I don’t even get a light that shines on me.” He sighed. “When it comes to concert outfits, the designers rarely even ask for my input because people won’t see me as much. It’s depressing.”

You opened your mouth, but he wasn’t finished.

“I feel like I’m a manager more than anything. I mean…you saw them today in the studio. It’s like that all the time. I didn’t even get a say in anything today, but the only reason they stopped arguing is because I reminded them that they could just use their other riffs and melodies in future songs.” His breath faltered once he cut himself off, and you could hear the tears forming.

You reach over to grab one of his hands away from the string he had been distracting himself with and rested your clasped palms on his leg. It wasn’t until then that he looked up at you.

“Danny, you have got to talk to them about this. I don’t know when, or how, but you need to. I noticed the way they treated you today, and you don’t deserve that. But I also know that they probably don’t realize that what they’re doing is hurting you. They’d want you to speak up.” You end your words by squeezing his hand.

He rubbed his thumb against yours, choosing to forego a verbal response.

“You're their best friend. They would do anything for you, just as you’d do anything for them. They are so lucky to have you, Danny.” Sincerity was dominant in your voice as you corrected yourself. “We are so lucky to have you.”

You two sat, shoulders pressed together, hands clasped as one, for a few silent minutes. You felt at peace knowing that he felt comfortable confiding in you. His fingers being intertwined with yours made you feel connected to him, in more ways than you could describe.

“I- I don’t know what I’d do without you, Y/N.”

Of all things, that was not on the list of things you expected to hear come from him. You grin at him to try to mask the butterflies in your belly, which were growing every passing second. You hoped he didn’t take your silence as discomfort because that was far from what you were feeling.

He shifted beside you and started to stand from his place on the couch. The disappointment from the idea of him getting up made your blood run colder than it had been. You frowned to yourself, but quickly straightened your face.

“I could make some tea before I try to go lay back down. It might help the both of us go to sleep,” he chuckled.

And just as fast as your smile faded, it reappeared. He was back to the same ole Danny that cared so deeply for others.

“That sounds great, yeah.”

He started walking towards the kitchen, but he didn’t let go of your hand until he absolutely had to. You heard him laugh softly once your grasps were ripped from one another from the distance growing between you. While he started to make the tea, you thought to yourself, replaying the conversation in your mind while you patiently waited for him to return.

You had already started to drift in and out of sleep by the time he was done making the tea. He tried to lightly set the cup on the table beside you, but the soft clink made your eyes snap open fully.

“Looks like you don’t even need the tea anymore,” he taunts.

A laugh was forced out of you as you yawned. “And let all your hard work go to waste? Never.” You grabbed the cup and sipped away at the warm liquid. The drowsiness you were experiencing only escalated once the chamomile tea entered your system. You two carried on soft whispers of sleepy conversation until you had finished your beverages.

He took the cups to the sink and washed them as quietly as possible. You had rested your head on the back on the couch with heavy eyelids. He was wiping his hands as he hesitantly asked, “Do you…wanna sleep in my bed?”

You couldn’t hide the smile that crept onto your sleepy face. “As long as you’ll let me cuddle you like old times.”

“I don’t see how that benefits you, but I’m always down if you’re offering,” he shrugs and grabs the blanket you had been lying under. There was a baby pink tint on his cheeks that you couldn’t see. “Come on.”

Once you had transported your belongings to his room, you climbed under the warm comforter and blankets. He had turned on a fan, knowing that you slept best with white noise. As promised, he scooted as close to you as he could, his back flush against your chest. You brought one of your arms to rest under your head and play with his hair while the other arm was draped across his waist.

As you let your mind and body rest, you smiled at the familiarity of this position, having done this countless times before during sleepovers and movie nights at your apartment. Though, there was something different about it this time.

He was clutching the hand that you had placed over his belly.

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>>>part IV

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