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the-modern-typewriter · 2 years

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Hey! Firstly I absolutely love your writing, and I was wondering if you could write something along the lines of someone making a deal with a demon/the devil and its the trope where to seal the deal they have to kiss, but the person making the deal has never kissed anyone before, so the demon is teasing about it, but eventually eases them into it? Thank you! 💛

"So to seal the deal..." The demon murmured. " A kiss."

The protagonist froze.

The demon's head tilted, an amused little smile curling their lips. "Oh, come now. I'm not so unattractive a prospect, am I, that kissing me frightens you more than the thought of bargaining away your immortal soul?"

"No!" It was too vehement a response. "No. I -" They didn't know exactly how to finish.

The demon was arresting. Not human, not quite, but strikingly beautiful in the way of things designed to tempt and seduce. They were sitting on the armchair opposite, lazy and at ease, except for their gaze which pierced right through the human and tracked their every moment. They were, regrettably, entirely too much the protagonist's type.

"You...?" The demon repeated, delicate and leading.

"It's nothing," the human snapped. They crossed the room and snatched up the demon's hand, before they could think too hard, and leaned down to press a kiss to the back of their hand.

The demon chuckled, velvet and rumbling, and caught the human's chin in one swift movement before they could straighten. The demon's hold was impossible to break or pull away from. It kept them half bowed over the creature, looking up at them through their eyelashes.

The protagonist's breath caught in their throat.

"That doesn't count." The demon's nail scraped gently along the human's lower lip. "It has to be on the mouth."

"That's a stupid rule. There's no hierarchy of kisses." It came out a little rough. Hoarse.

"You've never kissed anyone before, have you."

The demon didn't quite say it like a question, though the devil knew how they had figured it out. Maybe it was blazingly obvious. Maybe the demon really could see right through them with their strange magic.

The human tugged at their head, taking a step back. Their head didn't move in the demon's hand. They flushed, bracing their hands on either side of the demon's chair to steady themselves.

When the demon simply continued to stare at them, gaze moving hungrily over their face, seemingly delighted, the protagonist looked away.

"I'm flattered," the demon said, "to be your first. First kisses are so sweet. So full of potential. Kneel before you strain your neck."

The human dropped, stupidly, before the demon. Their fingers tightened on the arms of the chair. They wondered if there was any point lying, denying it...

"You don't count," the human managed. "It's not a proper first kiss, anyway. You're a demon."

"Fair enough." The demon's eyes gleamed. "Do you want to practice then. For your first proper kiss? I've kissed a lot of people. I can teach you if you're worried."

"I'm not worried!" They may have been a little worried that their kissing technique was awful. It was ridiculous to worry that a demon would judge them, but...the human bit their lip, and hesitated. "Does it have to be with tongue, to count, or...?"

The demon laughed softly again.

"No," the demon said. "But it must be on the mouth, and you must initiate the kiss for each to count. May I?"

"We could just get this over with."

"What a terrible attitude to have for your first time." The demon clicked their tongue, but their voice was honeyed and teasing. "I want to make this good for you."

The human swallowed, attention flitting up to the demon's face again.

The demon leaned in towards them and pressed a kiss, first, to the protagonist's temple, then their cheek, then the very corner of their mouth.

The protagonist turned their head, to catch the demon's mouth fully in their own, and the demon swayed back just out of reach.

The protagonist glared at them.

The demon leaned in again, and kissed them on the mouth. The protagonist might have expected an intense, claiming, devouring sort of kiss - but the kiss was gentle and slow. Teaching. It eased the protagonist into it like slipping into the embrace of a hot sensuous bath.

When the demon pulled back a second time, the protagonist was breathless.

"Very good," the demon said.

The protagonist shivered. They found, deal or not, that they wanted to lean in, to press their lips to the demon's, to take and feel.

It felt like an eternity of kisses later, when the demon pulled the protagonist up into their lap, drawing them close. Everything about them seemed to simmer and the protagonist - the protagonist felt strung with want, and heady desire, and sensation.

"Go on." The demon let go of them. "Show me what you've learned."

The protagonist leaned in, kissing a path to the demon's lips, and then claimed them.

They were always complimented on their kissing skills after that.

#demon #demons #writing #kiss #first kiss #kissing #story #fic #ficlet #writeblr #demon deal #creative writing #fiction #original fiction

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hiccuppedstudio · 8 months

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I've been constantly messing around with some original characters.

The story is about Maeve making a deal with a demon to have a date to a wedding that she may or may not survive.

I really need to draw more for it.

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#art #original character #original art #demon oc #oc #oc art #demon deal #my ocs #oc stuff #jax #maeve #character concept #character design

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sassycheesecake · 2 years

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‘Sup everyone! I have been rewatching the show ‘Supernatural’ and it kinda gave me vibes to write a One Shot of Haikyuu!! In the Supernatural universe. So here we are! Enjoy Atsumu and Kyoomi making a deal! <3

Genre: I honestly don’t know if this counts as angst or fluff lol

Words: 785 (my shortest one yet)

Warnings: making out (for a deal), cursing

Crossroad Demon!Atsumu x Hunter!Kiyoomi

Kiyoomi never thought he would have to go this far. Every cell in his body screams to dig out the little chest he buried in the ground at the cross section he is standing at.

It’s well past midnight and freezing cold outside. No surprise though, since it’s the middle of December in Tokyo.

Kiyoomi glances around at the cross section, impatiently waiting for one of those sons of bitches to show up.

His breath is visible and he shivers so much, hoping that one would show up soon.

“Well, well. Lookie what we have ‘ere.” Kiyoomi closes his eyes and exhales through his nose before turning around.

Before him stands a young guy with short blonde hair, a dark undercut underneath his unkempt strands. His proud stature with a smile so smug, Kiyoomi wants to wipe it off of his face with his fist. He is wearing a full black suit and a maroon tie.

Unfortunately, Kiyoomi has to admit that he is rather handsome for a crossroad demon.

Scowling at him, he chooses not to say anything at first.

“Gotta hand it to ya, hotshot. Ya kinda have a lot of nerve comin’ here. Also, that scowl of yers ain’t suitin’ ya.” The stranger says with a mischievous smile.

Huffing out in an annoyed manner, he decides to speak up.

“I want to make a deal-“ , Kiyoomi gets interrupted immediately by loud obnoxious laughing and it pisses him off.

“Yer jokin’ right? Why would I make a deal with ya? Ya almost tried to kill my brother last time.” Atsumu’s eyes flash in a bloody red briefly before changing back into his normal hazel eyes.

Grinding his teeth in frustration and anger, Kiyoomi continues.

“So you’re Osamu’s twin. I am guessing you’re Atsumu then. I am 100% serious. No devil traps, no tricks and I am not armed.” Emptying his pockets, he tries to convince Atsumu he is unarmed indeed.

Atsumu watches and hums in thought. He walks a little bit closer and rounds Kiyoomi once.

“So tell me whatcha want.” Atsumu turns to him with an arched brow.

“I want you to save my cousin Motoya Komori from death. He has late stage lung cancer and I want you to take the disease away and let him live his life to the fullest without any harm or sicknesses.”

Atsumu considers his words, exhaling slowly.

“Can’t promise ya that any harm won’t ever happen to ‘im. So whaddya givin’ me in return then?”

Kyoomi scrunches his eyes and his jaw locks so tightly, he swears he might feel his teeth crack.

Sensing his hesitation and anger, Atsumu smirks and walks around a little bit more.

“I don’t have all night Kiyoomi Sakusa.” The sandy blond-haired man taunts him in a singing voice.

“Fine. 10 years then.” Kiyoomi spats at him.

Atsumu strikes a thinking pose and taps his fingers against his red cheeks, pondering.

“Mhm lemme think. Nope, don't agree with that.” Atsumu gives him an aggressive sweet smile.

“5 then.” The curly black-haired re-offers.

“How ‘bout this Omi.” Kiyoomi cringes at the nickname. Atsumu slowly strides over to the 6’3” tall hunter, staring deeply into his eyes. Kiyoomi steps back a little bit, regaining some distance between them.

“I give you a year. After that, our doggos will be on yer ass and rip ya apart.”

Kiyoomi thinks about his words, after all, he doesn’t have anything to lose.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in and out, he forces himself to nod.

Atsumu smirks at the mutual agreement and steps closer toward his client.

Kiyoomi naturally backs away and tenses up.

“Whatcha waitin’ for? Yannow we hafta seal the deal right?” The Crossroad Demon licks his lip seductively and inches closer to the tense hunter.

‘Let’s just get this over with’ Kiyoomi thinks as he grabs Atsumu’s collar and pulls him into a bruising kiss.

The older twin smirks into the kiss, grabbing a fistful of Kyioomi’s hair and tilting his own head to deepen the kiss.

Feeling Atsumu’s tongue in his mouth, Kiyoomi snaps out of it and forcefully pushes the dealer back.

The loud smack echoes in both of their ears as they break apart, breathing heavily.

Kiyoomi wipes off his mouth in disgust, while Atsumu looks like he really enjoyed himself.

“See ya in a year Omi-Omi.” Atsumu winks at him one last time before disappearing.

It is done. The deal is sealed.

@lyditheoverthinker @wake-uptoreality @rukia-uchiha-98 @nerd-of-karasuno

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huggybearsunshine · 2 years

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Something’s Wrong With Dean Part 2

[Part 2]

“Put these on,” Dean shoved some clothes into Cas’ chest once they entered the bedroom together.

“What’s the purpose of this?” He asked, but was already shedding his layers as he did.

“I just,” Dean looked around, suddenly uncomfortable, “I need sleep, and I won’t be able to if I don’t know that you’re okay…”

“So the clothes are for comfort while we-”

“Yeah,” he cut in, pulling his own pants down to replace with cotton ones instead.

“Okay,” Cas hurried to catch up.

Soon, the hunter slid wordlessly into the bed, leaving room for the other to follow and he did.

His hand hovered for a moment over Dean’s body, which faced away from him in a way that had him slotting against him seamlessly, before the limb decided to wrap around his waist and up toward his heart.

“Is this okay?” he asked timidly.

Dean’s hand gripped the one on his chest as if to keep it there, though Cas had no plan of moving unless told to.

He enjoyed the feeling of his heart beating on both sides, against his chest and his palm.

“Yes,” was the last whispered sound before he drifted off to sleep.

Cas remained motionless for hours before making his escape and slipping soundlessly from the room.

Sam froze further down the hallway at the sight of Cas closing the door with care and attempting to slip away unnoticed. That was until his eyes met with the on-looking hunter’s.

“Sam,” his posture stiffened.

Sam’s eyes trailed down the borrowed t-shirt and sweatpants now adorning the Angel, causing Cas to glance down nervously at himself.

“Your brother insisted,” he explained before a thought seemed to strike him, “It’s late… is something wrong?”

“I’m… uh…” Sam rubbed the back of his neck, “I was just…”

“Ah,” Cas smiled to himself, “Same as me then…” he glanced at the door to Dean’s room, “Let’s move away from-“

“Yeah, okay,” Sam nodded and practically tripped over himself getting started down the hall.

A few hours passed as the two fell into the comfortability of research, each trying their hardest to find an out for Dean. Cas became deeply invested in what he was reading. He almost missed the sound of Dean’s shaking and heavy breath coming down the hall until he was sliding around the corner with a horribly wide and frantic gaze.

“Dean,” Cas hadn’t meant to stand but he found himself on his feet.

“You weren’t there when I woke up, I…” Dean clenched his fist to stop his hand shaking, “I thought…”

“I’m sorry,” Cas crossed to him, placing a hand on each of his shoulders, “I didn’t mean to worry you.”

“What are you doing?” he asked calmly before his eyes found Sam’s and narrowed in suspicion.

He shook Cas off and stalked toward the table, grabbing one of the books harshly and turning it to see the cover.

“I said no!” he turned back to Cas, waving the book at him.

“And I disagreed,” was the Angel’s firm response.

“It isn’t up to you!” Dean slammed the book down.

“So you can risk everything to save me, but I can’t do the same?” Cas was losing control of his anger.

“No!” Dean bit back, “You can’t!”

“Oh, so good to know that you feel like you own me now that you’ve brought me back-“

“I don’t own you, I love you!” Dean flung his arms out at his side, “And I’ll be damned if I get you back just to have you throw your life away again!”

“Then you understand how I feel!” Cas’ voice shook with his rage, “Do you have any idea what ten years feels like to a being like me?”

He stepped forward, snaking a hand around to cradle the hunter’s neck.

“Ten years is nothing to me, Dean…” Cas’ eyes turned pleading and broken, “You’re offering me a moment of happiness just to have to have it ripped away…”

“Kind of like telling me you loved me and dying a minute later?” Dean practically whispered, clearing his throat and continuing when it seemed to effectively silence the Angel’s response, “If I hadn’t, it would’ve been me with it ripped away…” he added darkly, “You were wrong about me, see… I’m not selfless at all.”

Dean pulled away and tore from the room with a finality that had Cas frozen in place.

“You okay?” Sam asked after a moment, having stood at some point unbeknownst as his hand rested on Cas’ shoulder without him anticipating it.

“I never would’ve done it if I’d known,” he looked down as his hands wrung, the humanity of the movement catching Cas off-guard, “I never imagined that he…“

“Why were you so sure?” Sam asked, a curious look to his eyes.

“Dean’s the first person I’ve ever loved…” the Angel’s voice was hushed as he replied, “When he called me ‘family’ and ‘brother’, I believed that to be his truth… I didn’t question it.”

He grimaced slightly before correcting himself.

“That’s not true…” he sighed, “I constantly questioned, but I assumed that to be hopeful thinking.”

“Wishful,” Sam’s lip turned up.

“Right, wishful thinking,” Cas nodded, finally turning toward the other man.

“I’ve never seen Dean like this…” Sam remarked softly, “I was gone for Lisa so I don’t know how deep that really got, but-“

“I would watch him sometimes…” the Angel admitted, “back then,” he offered in explanation, “But only when she wasn’t with him… I couldn’t bare to see them together…”

“You stayed away?” Sam seemed surprised.

“I had to,” Cas’ fist clenched at his side, “And I tried, but…”

“But sometimes you’d watch him,” Sam filled in for him.

“Yes… I realize now that I was crossing a line,” a guilty look crossed his stoic face, “But there was something about watching him… mow the lawn and take out the trash… fall asleep watching tv in the living room…”

“Those are domestic things…” Sam explained gently, “Maybe things you wanted to be part of…”

“Yes, I suppose so,” he nodded distractedly.

“Hey Cas,” Sam drew him back.

“Hm?”

“Go be part of it,” the hunter nodded with a smirk.

“Yes, I think I will,” Cas softened before disappearing in the same direction Dean had.

His steps echoed once he was properly in the hallway, announcing his ascension, until he was hovering just outside of the door.

“Come in or go away,” Dean’s voice reached him and he pushed the door open with an exasperated sigh.

“I’m a hypocrite,” Cas announced and Dean’s expression rose in triumph, “But you’re a jerk.”

“How?” his eyebrows dropped just as quickly.

“I didn’t know you loved me when I left you,” he sank onto the bed in front of him, one leg bent beneath his body weight and the other hanging over the side, “I wasn’t leaving us behind… leaving this behind.”

He took Dean’s hand in his and the hunter’s gaze dropped to the connection.

“Do you think I want to?” Dean asked after a silent pause, “Cas, we tried everything to get you back… I did what I had to do and I’d do it again.”

“I can’t let you go back there,” Cas shook as their eyes met.

“Well, I won’t agree to anything that might bring the empty back for you,” Dean replied defiantly, “So I guess this is where we stand.”

“I had an idea about that…” Cas’ gaze dropped.

“That look tells me I’m not gonna like it,” Dean raised a brow.

“No, probably not,” a grin threatened to pull at his mouth and his hand gripped tighter around Dean’s, “But don’t shut it down immediately?”

It was a request, eyes imploring him for this one thing.

“Just think about it…” he reiterated and Dean couldn’t help but nod.

Cas took an unnecessary breath to steady himself, something he’d picked up around the boys.

“I could… remove my grace…” he gripped tighter to the hand in his, “Like purgatory, the empty isn’t meant for humans… The shadow has no claim on me without my grace and we could live out our lives… together…”

“You’d give up your grace and be human,” Dean clarified, looking almost pained as he kept his reaction in check.

“Yes,” he nodded back.

“And I’m supposed to think on it?” the hunter added.

“I would appreciate it if you could, yes,” Cas fought a smile.

“Mm Hm, totally can…” Dean nodded with a tight lip, “…do that- listen, Cas, I just need to say one thing.”

“Of course you do,” Cas’ face dropped.

“No, just listen,” he scooted closer, “I feel like I’ve brainwashed you into thinking I’m worth more than I am- wait,” he silenced Cas before he could interrupt, “I feel like that because that is more believable in my mind than the fact that I could be enough for you. I’m just not! Please don’t do this for me.”

“It’s not just for you,” Cas looked down at the shortened space between them, “It’s a lot for me too.”

“So you’re set on this,” Dean’s gaze also dropped to their intertwined hands.

“Yes, I believe I am,” he explained assuredly, “And of getting you out of this deal.”

“Damnit, Cas,” he pulled him foreword, pressing their foreheads together in the middle, “Can’t you just let this go?”

“Never,” he leaned in more, intoxicated by the warmth of the other man.

His arms wrapped around him and he buried his face in the crook of Dean’s neck, receiving an exasperated and defeated sigh as the hunter’s body relaxed against his own.

“Why are you so foolish?” Cas rested his chin atop the hunter’s shoulder, drawing him in even further.

“I’m no good when you’re gone,” Dean clung back.

“I only had to face losing you for a few hours with that bomb for Amara,” Cas pulled back to look at him, “but I hope to never feel that way again…”

“We never talked about that,” Dean’s brows dipped.

“Your brother was missing and Mary was back,” Cas dismissed, “And if we had, it would’ve given away my feelings a little too much…”

“Well, now I really wish we’d talked,” the hunter quipped with a hint of a smile which reflected back to him on Cas’ face as well.

“I’d um… like to do it promptly,” he dropped his eyes, “And I want you to be there… if you will.”

“Of course,” Dean answered without a second thought, “Like I’d let you do it alone… But… How promptly we talking here?”

“Tomorrow?” Cas’ brow rose with his eyes.

“You’re asking me?” Dean grinned fully now.

“Tomorrow,” he stated more firmly this time.

“Yeah, okay… You’ll tell me if you change your mind though. Sleep on it and- and let me know if you don’t wanna… do that anymore.”

“I don’t sleep, and I’m certain of this, Dean,” Cas touch Dean’s cheek softly, “This is what I want.”

“What if we waited to see if there even is a way out of this deal…” Dean tried again, “What’s the hurry?”

The Angel sighed, “If that’s what you really want… alright.”

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@professorerudite and @spuffy-destiel As you wish 😁

#dean winchester #castiel #sam winchester #eileen leahy #castiel x dean #destiel #sam x eileen #saileen #spn #supernatural #oblivious Sam winchester #Eileen leahy ships destiel #supportive sam winchester #demon deal #spn 15x18 #Dean has ptsd #dean winchester is bad at feelings #the empty #castiel is saved

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greykolla-art · 3 months

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Guys! Can you believe I was gonna just CASUALLY watch Hazbin Hotel???

But it’s way too good. The writing is so tight, all the characters are interesting and layered, ALL THE SONGS:🔥🔥🔥

Alastor is such a Cheshire Cat! Not a characteristic I see often, but it’s always good! Gimme more immediately.👏👏👏

#grey art #fan art #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel fanart #charlie morningstar #vaggie #alastor #radio demon #hazbin alastor #hazbin vaggie #vaggie is dealing with her girlfriend employing the big bad Wolf #and we just have to hope his obvious ulterior motives won’t fuck us over too much #beautiful #can you tell Alastor is my favourite?#asexual king yes baby

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carrotkicks · 23 days

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shoutout to that time i got the Pizza Sim bankruptcy ending by the 2nd night..

#pizzeria simulator is genuinely the most stressful fnaf game bc not only do i have to worry about the death machines in the vents #i need to deal with lawsuits. because of the overconsumption demon that posesses me during the tycoon phase #doodles #fnaf #freddy fazbear's pizzeria simulator #michael afton #helpy

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ravenyenn19 · 3 months

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Inej after moving into the Slat & deciding to take up stitching like her mother: Maybe I’ll make something for the Dregs! Make this place more cozy. Something we can all appreciate!

Inej, hanging this in the entryway:

Kaz: ok fine it stays

#kanej #kaz brekker #shadow and bone #inej ghafa #grishaverse #crooked kingdom #dealing with our demons #kaz x inej #six of crows #leigh bardugo #dwod #the dregs

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maddymoreau · 1 year

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Thinking about how Diavolo’s feelings transcend time and how in the Nightbringer UR+ card Demon Lord’s Castle Tour this conversation happens.

When asked, “Do you wish to see your father?”

Diavolo responds:

“I suppose I do . . .” isn’t the typical reaction to how a child would feel about wanting to see their parent. Especially when said parent has essentially been in a coma for a year.

Along with how Diavolo describe his father.

It makes more sense why when you learn in Lesson 56 how Diavolo was treated by him growing up.

Diavolo can tell when others are lying but is unable to understand his father’s intentions.

Diavolo mentions that he lived a very sheltered life growing up. That from a young age his father never allowed him a chance to talk to anyone outside the castle.

His childhood friend was Mephistopheles. A demon literally RAISED to be his friend. Putting a barrier between the two because Mephistopheles would put Diavolo on a pedestal.

The isolating childhood he experienced riddled with his strict father constantly scolding him.

Despite everything MC is so important to him he wants to see his father again so we can meet.

#Demons and Humans can’t get married even in the present so it adds an extra layer him wanting to introduce us.#There’s a lot more you could add onto this (please do I’d love to hear other’s thoughts).#Like how Diavolo’s childhood affected him just look at the way he describes himself:#“The truth is I am a child in a way. A child who spends his time alone and never gets to do anything interesting.”#A lot of Diavolo’s poor behavior while not excused comes from his childhood.#How Diavolo admits to using his position to force others to do what he wants. Along with how he doesn’t like sharing.#Diavolo’s insecurities in his friendships with others.#Mainly Lucifer and Barbatos which makes sense with how they happened.#IE Forcing Barbatos to become his butler and the oath/deal with Lucifer regarding Lilith.#It’s clear Diavolo is very lonely and carrying a heavy burden.#I like that MCs presence is helping him change into a better person.#Also I don’t think Diavolo hates his father their relationship just isn’t good and very complicated.#Diavolo is such a wonderful character if you have any in-depth posts about him please tag me I’d love to read them!!!#I AM FILLED WITH SAPPY THOUGHTS ABOUT DIAVOLO TONIGHT!!!!#Obey Me #Obey Me Spoiler #Obey Me Nightbringer #OMSWD #Obey Me Diavolo #Diavolo #MaddyMajolish #Is it obvious I can’t sleep because I’m riddled with Blorbo thoughts

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tanglepelt · 11 months

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Dc x dp idea 66

Danny and Damian are twins.

Danny does not excel at majority of training. He does excel at stealth. One day he overhears a discussion regarding how there could only be one heir.

He knows he can’t defeat Damian. He also just doesn’t want to. They are by no means close, but it’s still his twin. So right there and then he plots.

Danny fakes his own death. Lighting a fire “accidentally” to “dispose” of his corpse. No risk of the pits bringing him back.

This leads to him in amity park. The Fentons were strange enough to take him in. A son story about how his family wants him dead. Jazz had always wanted a little brother.

Over time Danny realizes just how toxic the league was. Jazz helped a lot. He feels guilty about leaving Damian behind. And for having Damian “kill” him. Sneaking into the league is out of the question so he stews in guilt. Then the accident happens. 5 years later.

So he does go back. Damian isn’t there.

He ends up at a gala with Vlad or sam.

He sees Damian. Danny shoots his shot. Just popping up by him. Apologizing for using him to fake his own death and asking if he managed to realize how bad the league was.

All while dodging Damian’s attacks.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #dc x dp #dp dc crossover #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #demon twins #danny and damian are twins #jazz told Danny it was bad to let ppl believe they killed him #all the ghost attacks made Danny even better at dodging #he got thrown through one to many buildings #yes the one sided fight happens in the gala #honestly Danny is fine with the chaos #let the leauge find him #they’d have to deal with his ghost guardians #and the fentons #Bruce is unaware of the twin status #Damian feels guilty after the fact #or maybe during #if it’s sam who took him #she’s cheering on the side #sam and tucker know the full truth. jazz as well #Damian may have told the bats. depends on where he is I’m his journey #defintley not when he first was left with Bruce #it’s better if he didn’t #he’s just trying to attack what looks like a clone in the middle of a gala #if vlad is the one who forced Danny #well. vlad is going to try and save face.#the death battle happened at 9 one year before Damian got shipped to Bruce

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