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aiirene · 2 days
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ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓎
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☀️ 🎞️ 🧸 🚬 🕰️ ☕️ 🧳 🪐 ⛸️
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mumms-the-word · 1 day
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Pairing: Gale x Tav (Dani) Summary: Set immediately after this fic about Dani settling into a new life with her companions on the road, Dani offers to mend Gale's robe. Which involves him having to take it off, naturally. (no smut, just Dani being ridiculous about Gale's forearms) A/N: This is 100% the moment where Dani is like "oh no he's hot." She thinks everyone is hot, but this is the moment where Gale starts to rise above everyone for her. It's silly, it's stupid, and I wrote it like months ago, but y'all asked for it lmao also yes this does adhere to the Gale Wrap Shirt Theory (I just borrowed Astarion's shirt because I don't have mods)
Dani stretched out her back and got to her feet, leaving behind her now-sorted camp supplies to make her way over to Gale and his cooking fire. She peered down into the pot before looking at Gale. “What’s for dinner tonight?”
“Stew,” Gale said, smiling apologetically. “I hesitate to give it any more of a descriptor than that. Oh, and a few leftover loaves of bread, too. Might as well use them up before they go bad. I think one of them was starting to mold…”
He said this last line to himself, turning to rifle through the box that contained most of their food. He pulled out a small, torn half-loaf of bread and examined it, turning it this way and that before tearing it and peering inside. Dani reached over and plucked the smaller half from his fingers, claiming it for herself. She tore off a bit and popped it into her mouth.
“Seems decent to me,” she said.
Gale looked briefly alarmed before shaking his head, amused. “You’d probably eat it even if it had mold on it.”
“Not true. I’d scrape the mold off first and eat around it. Wouldn’t be the first time.” She raised her eyebrows at him as she pulled off another bite of bread to eat, silently challenging him to judge her.
Gale made a face but didn’t respond, turning back to his stew and flicking his wrist. The spectral mage hand that was stirring the pot lifted the ladle for him to inspect. He picked up a small spoon from his utensil set (of course he had a utensil set wrapped in leather, a hodgepodge set he’d collected over the last couple of days, but that he kept packed away like it was some sort of adventurer’s kit) and used the spoon to taste the broth in the ladle.
“Hmm…nearly there, I think,” he said. He let the mage hand go back to stirring while he wiped his spoon on a bit of cloth he had tucked into his belt. “Gods, what I wouldn’t give for my spice shelf. Or just some extra salt.”
“Just add it to the list of things we’ll buy as soon as we see any,” Dani said, still eating her bit of bread piece by little torn piece. “I know I have a running list of my own.”
“Far be it from me to add to your growing shopping list of potentially expensive and ever practical items,” Gale said dryly, “but if you do happen to find a small case of salt, or any spice really, I think we’d all be a little better for it. It shouldn’t detract too much from your funds. I know you’re careful with your money.”
She arched an eyebrow. As the team’s craftiest barterer, she was in possession of most of the money, and her companions had already watched her haggle and cajole until a price was a bit closer to where she’d prefer it to be. Sometimes it took a minute.
She thought about pointing out that she was “careful” with her gold for a variety of reasons, including stocking up an emergency fund for magical items should his arcane hunger trigger and she find herself without something to give him. But she stayed silent, watching him pull a few herbs from their food box and set them on a flat rock he’d taken to using as a cutting board. He sat with the rock in his lap, cutting the herbs up with a dagger that he kept on hand for food preparation. As he turned to hold the rock over the cookpot and brush the chopped herbs into the stew, she noticed a bit of white peeking through his purple robe sleeve, right at the shoulder seam. A tear in the fabric.
“Take off your robe,” she said.
He jolted, nearly dropping the rock and dagger directly into the stew. “I beg your pardon?” Maybe it was the firelight and the darkening shadows of dusk, but Dani could have sworn his face was suddenly pinker than before.
“Your robe,” Dani said, tossing the last bit of bread into her mouth and holding out her hand. “Take it off. You’ve got a tear.”
“Wha—a tear?” Gale looked all down his arms and the front of his robe before twisting his neck to spot the rip in his shoulder. “Argh, damn. This was one of my better robes, too…”
Dani snickered and gestured for him to get on with it. “Come on, hand it over. I’ll fix it for you.”
“What—now?” 
“Why not? You’re busy. Everyone else is busy—well, except Astarion. And I can mend it for you.”
Gale looked a little surprised. “I didn’t know you could mend.”
She shrugged. “My mother is a seamstress and I used to help her out every now and again. Plus, when you’re on the road, you have to keep up with a few skills. You’re just lucky we have a bit of needle and thread on hand. So.” She gestured again with her hand.
Gale squirmed as if uncomfortable. “I’m sure it can wait. The stew is nearly ready and we’re all about to dress down for the night. I can give it to you then.”
Dani rolled her eyes. “Oh come on, Gale. If it was armor Lae’zel would be hounding you until you gave it up for her to fix. If it was your spellbook you’d want to mend it as soon as possible. Just take it off and let me do it.”
“Fine, fine.” He held up his hands, his face still a little flushed, but he acquiesced. He undid the belt around his middle and tugged off his leather bracers before finally untying the robe and shrugging it off. He still looked a little sheepish, but he willingly handed the robe over to her. 
The moment the robe was off, something shifted in Dani’s mind. She realized only then that she’d only ever seen him either fully dressed in his robes or in his velvety lounge clothes, but never in just his white wrap shirt and high-waisted pants. She paused a moment, her eyes roving over his form. In just his shirt, pants, and boots, he cut a trim figure, looking a bit like one of the handsome men drawn on the covers of tawdry romance novels she used to read back in Baldur’s Gate. Especially when he set one hand on his hip and frowned faintly at her, his earring glinting in the firelight.
“I hope it won’t take too long,” he said.
She blinked. Oh right, the robe. “It’s a simple tear, super easy to fix,” she said. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
She turned and hurried away, her own face feeling a little warm. Was she honestly thinking…no. Well—maybe. Gale was handsome. No point in ignoring otherwise. But Gale in just a shirt and trousers? Or, perhaps, Gale in just his trousers…or, going further, Gale in nothing but—
Gods, Dani! She mentally shook herself and sat back down at her bedroll, digging her sewing kit from her bag. Now was not the time. She said she’d mend his robe and she would, so she had better get started.
But mending was mindless work for her, leaving her alone to her thoughts, so of course her mind drifted back to the subject of Gale as she dragged needle and thread through the purple fabric of his robe. Why was she only now struck by how handsome he looked? Sure, she’d flirted with him before, but she flirted harmlessly with everyone in camp. It wasn’t her fault she was surrounded by attractive companions. But Gale…
She glanced surreptitiously at him as he worked by the cooking fire, his focus on the food. He’d rolled up his sleeves to his elbows to keep his cuffs away from the food, which was honestly worse for Dani. Rolled up sleeves and forearms? She could just swoon. She watched as he packed away unused food items and utensils, muscles in his forearms flexing, the dark hair on his arms made darker by the dusk and firelight. He stood back and rested both hands on his hips as he watched the stew, his white shirt stretching a little more tightly across his chest.
She bit her lip and focused back on the robe. Just get it done, girl, and then give it back so you can go back to thinking he’s just a fun, quirky wizard nerd and not the hottest guy in camp.
Oh gods, if only.
...was he the hottest guy in camp? 
She glanced around quickly at Astarion, still lounging with his book. His lips made a pretty pout as he read and his hair was damn near perfect, but he didn’t make Dani’s heart flutter in quite the same way the sight of Gale in his wrap shirt and rolled up sleeves did. She searched for Wyll, walking around in his ragged black tank and black trousers, his biceps glistening with a fine sheen of sweat as he carried the last of the firewood over to Gale. Even with his devil horns, he was an attractive man. Dani was tempted to think he was even hotter than Gale—until Wyll set the fire down near Gale and Dani was forced to compare the two of them again.
…damn. What was it about Gale?
Gale glanced her way, raising his eyebrows at her questioningly when he caught her staring. She felt her heart go ba-dump like some cliche heroine in a romance novel and she quickly lowered her gaze back to her work.
Damn it. It was his eyes wasn’t it? His big, stupid, wet brown eyes, made darker and richer in the evening light. That and those stupid forearms she’d never seen before.
She almost wished she could go back to fifteen minutes ago, when she thought Gale was “handsome enough” but not exactly tempting. Not with Astarion smirking at her from across the campfire and Wyll flirting with all of them, not to mention all the flirting she’d done with Karlach and Shadowheart and Lae’zel too. She forced her attention back on the final stitches, determined to get this robe fixed as soon as possible.
She finished the last stitch and knotted the thread, giving the fabric a little tug on either side of the mended seam to test the strength of her work. Not bad, she had to admit. It almost looked as good as new.
She looked back at Gale and then down at the robe. She should give it back. Right now. Immediately. But…then again…if she kept it longer, he’d have to walk around without it longer. Which meant more eye candy for her, in theory. She pursed her lips, glancing back at Gale again.
No! She had to give it back. Now or never, Dani!
She got to her feet and walked back over to the fire, his purple robe tossed over her arm. He looked up from the cookpot again as she stopped near him.
“All finished?” he asked. “You do quick work.”
“Thanks,” she said, holding out the robe to him. Be casual, Dani girl, don’t be odd. “I’m famished. How much longer until dinnertime?” Success!
“Any moment now, I suspect.” 
He took the robe and examined the seams, running his thumb over the stitches. She was caught up watching his hands, admiring the perfect shape of his nails and how long and slender his fingers were. A pianist’s hands, she thought idly. An artist's hands. The kind of hands she'd want drawing patterns on her skin, fingers curling into her softer parts, sliding up her thighs to—snap out of it!
She sucked a short breath through her nose, trying to distract herself. Her gaze traveled up to his wrists, and then his bared forearms. There was a faint hint of ash lingering in his arm hairs from standing so close to the fire. Without thinking, she reached out and brushed it away. He looked up, surprised and she snatched her hand back, hiding it behind her back like she’d done something wrong.
“Sorry,” she said. “Just some—some ash. You should probably put that robe back on. As soon as possible, probably.”
Oh gods, she could just die.
Gale stared at her a moment before glancing at his arms again and then the robe. She saw something shift in his expression as his eyes came back up to meet hers, but she dared not interpret it. That, she thought, would be a dangerous mind game and her imagination was already working overtime.
“Well,” she said, and hated how weirdly breathless the word came out of her mouth. She cleared her throat. “I’ll go fetch the others, then, shall I?”
Without waiting for him to respond, she turned on her heel and hurried away, intending to go after whoever was the furthest away from the cook fire. Surely she’d cool off in the time it took to gather everyone. Fantasies were for bedtime, not right before dinner when the object of her fancy was right there.
But when she finally returned after all that, he was still standing in his wrap shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He hadn’t even put the robe back on. He laid it off to the side.  She glanced at the robe and then up to Gale, who was ladling stew into bowls and passing them around. He caught her eyes and gave her a faint, intentional smirk meant just for her before turning his attention back to the stew.
That’s when Dani knew, with a rush of realization that struck her a bit like lightning and left her sitting, silent and dazed and a little offended and a little impressed.
She’d been as obvious as day, and now he was teasing her about it. And that smirk? He was being a bit of an arrogant bastard…but gods, he was suddenly all the sexier for it.
She was doomed.
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tittyinfinity · 1 year
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Having ADHD is so stupid bc you'll be like "I'm gonna start this task at 3" and then 3 rolls around and the executive dysfunction doesn't magically disappear like you told it to
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hbothelastofus · 1 year
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I Can Still Hear His Voice
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Dani likes to travel, rarely staying in one place for too long.
But Danny worries for her being by herself especially with how young she is it doesn't matter how old she physically looks,
So Danny likes to drop by and spend time with her, but to not overly interfere with her adventures and the people around her, he tends to make sure he's always invisible to everyone and only talks to her in Ghost Speak.
So no one around him but Dani can tell he's even there.
Dani not caring about how it would look like for other people tends to interact with Danny just like anyone else.
To other people it looks like she's speaking to thin air, kinda in the same way a young child does with an imaginary friend.
Dani tends to jokingly refer to Danny as dad, with all his nagging and mother hen self.
People think Dani did not cope well with the death of her dad and these are the results.
Dani and Danny are just having fun exploring new places and meeting new people.
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Danny pushing Dani on the swings: "Higher dad!"
Other people in the park only seeing her: "Poor child."
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Dani joining an art class and doing the stereotypical scary little kid drawing with Danny drawn in his more eldritch ghost form with the word dad below it
The art teacher: (;ŏ﹏ŏ) " Oh...that's very nice Dani.."
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Dani asked Martian Manhunter for a photo for her dad because he wanted to be an astronaut and explore space, but now he couldn't.
MM thinking she meant that he's dead:" Of course, no problem."
Dani: "Okay dad get in position!"
Martian Manhunter feeling just the briefest sense of cold settle next to him:
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Just an Idea
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beachbeibi · 4 months
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Touya’s hair is still very fluffy but he makes it look pointy cause he needs to be punk rock and spiky
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hocuspocusblr · 6 months
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HOCUS POCUS (1993) dir. Kenny Ortega
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adorkastock · 4 months
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Model Feature: Dani
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goryhorroor · 2 years
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2010s horror girls
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satoshy12 · 5 months
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It all started when Dani was known as a villain who fought against the Young Justice and Teen Titans, and Danny learned about it.
Let's say he wasn't happy and made his way to the Justice League reporting station to report the error.
So while there, Danny has a massive argument about why Dani isn't a villain, but the Young Justice and Teen Titans are the villains.
And showed a PowerPoint presentation about why Dani can't be a villain.
1 She is adorable.
2 She is my baby girl.
3 She can't do wrong.
4 She is a good girl.
5 Just look at these pictures of her!
And Danny did then go from her eating all her vegetables to wearing her home knit sweaters, sleeping during the day and when she is told, always brushing her teeth on time 3 times a day, and reading the books she is giving in school without arguing about pictures!
It ended up with Batman sitting down with Danny after Flash brought both coffee and saying. "He knows how Danny is feeling; the people don't understand that his son, Red Hood, is just misunderstood, not a villain."
Danny then said, " But where did I do wrong? I was a hero before I retired; was it because I date a retired villain?"
Danny had been dating Blackfire for a long time. He saved her after she had fallen to Amity Park, and she is pretty good at taking care of the house and loves the engagement ring. Komand'r Fenton fully retired as villain or alien princess. 
Batman:" I did the same, but I don't think it's that fault. My others are heroes."
A/N
Dani's villain costume is based on Danny's and Blackfire's costumes.
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justmaizey · 3 months
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have some taz sapphics, on the house
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tittyinfinity · 2 years
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absolutely-esme · 2 months
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Dani with an I gets adopted by Nightwing
After her initial escape from Vlad, Dani wanders and eventually makes her way to Bludhaven, where she is noticed by the local hero.
He seems nice enough, and the fact that he appears to be a hero like Danny is a point in his favor, but she's extra cautious because she also trusted Vlad until recently.
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Nightwing has been looking out for a weird, sassy street kid with a penchant for getting into trouble. He's pretty sure that she's some type of Meta, but he hasn't asked and she hasn't told. Either way, she has a knack for getting into places she shouldn't.
He's been gradually building trust with the kid in order to help her better. It's slow going because for all that the kid is chatty and outgoing, she's also hesitant to trust in a way that speaks to hard earned experience.
Going into it, he'd felt that the patient approach was for the best, and it had seemed to be working, but now he's not sure if they have time for it.
It's starting to seem like the girl has some kind of medical condition that's getting worse over time. The girl herself seems to be growing increasingly anxious, like some looming time limit is approaching.
One day he catches a glimpse of glowing green slime oozing out of her arm before she sucks it back in and disappears from the visible spectrum.
Nightwing tracks the seriously ill, apparently in danger of freaking melting, Meta kid to some small town in the middle of nowhere, and arrives just in time to sucker punch a blueskinned vampire who had what looked like a white-haired version of the kid trapped in his lair, thus allowing another kid with an oddly strong resemblance to administer some kind of medicine.
This is how Nightwing ends up sitting in a local burger joint with two ghost kids and a girl in power armor gathering bits and pieces of an incredibly worrying story.
On the upside, the kid he's been looking out for has finally warmed up to him, so Danielle Grayson will be officially his as soon as he can get an identity set up for her.
On the downside, WTF is going on in Amity Park?!
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hbothelastofus · 1 year
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THE LAST OF US 1.02 | “Infected” 1.03 | “Long, Long Time”
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To Explore Eternity
Dani soon began to be bored of traveling around the world she was growing and with her growth so did her need and obsession with not to be in one place for too long, the thought of a stationary life always made her feel disconnected from her body from the utter revulsion it filled her with.
So as she began to see the rise of heroes around the world began to multiply and rise and then a group gathered and called themselves the Justice League she saw an opportunity.
They had the resources to get into space to travel into the vast unknown. If she managed to leave Earth she could explore it all.
Just the mere thought of having that chance to explore, in her near future made her practically glow.
Now to plan how she would get into the Justice League and get enough of their stuff without being caught.
It would be too risky to get caught with the Anti-Ecto Acts making her mere existence a crime.
But with the thought of all there was out there just waiting for her to reach out and grab an experience.
Well she always liked a challenge and her success would just make it sweeter.
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Dani rubbing her hands together while doing her best villain laugh
JL: "Something... just happened and I don't like it."
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Who will win?
The JL made of many powerful and trained heroes or one ghost child who will bite if you get in between her and her freedom.
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Just an Idea
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natti-ice · 1 month
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11 with Eddie 🤭🖤 congrats on 7k lovebug 😘
Thank you🩷🩷 we’ll pretend it’s 7k😭
18+ mdni
You and Eddie are cuddled up in bed watching tv just as you do every night, his arm is wrapped around you as you lay your head on his chest. You rub gentle soothing circles on his belly before slowly inching down his front, you run your fingers along the waistband of his boxers teasingly as you look up at Eddie. “May I?” You ask softly.
He smiles down at you, “I’d never turn you down, sweetheart” you took this as a yes and slipped your hand in, your hand gripped his already hardening cock and began to stroke his length. He let out low moans and soft groans as the pleasure rushed through his body “mmm,” he hums gently “Your hand feels much better than my own.” You chuckle then lean in giving him a sweet but sensual kiss, your tongues intertwine while you jerk him off to completion.
Join my 700 celebration!
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