#haha I have such a low attention span this took me three days bruh

[angelic-ish-phantom]

@dramaticnerdwithanxiety thanks for tagging me! 💚 I needed a reason to post literally anything.

An explanation: I find keywords (ANGER, JOKE, DRINK, WORTH and HEART) in my works (Wip or complete) and put the extracts here.

Anger

“Ghost!” She cried, shaking off her shock, and summoning a blaster.

“Wait, Valerie! You wouldn’t shoot a child?”

Valerie cocked the weapon, aiming it at the ghost’s head “How do know my name?” She growled.

“Erm,” the ghost stumbled, “that’s not important.” He deflected. “Let me ask a question?”

Valerie shot at the ghost. It dodged hastily.

“He- You can see I’m a child. A ghost child, but still basically a toddler. What damage could I do?”

“You kidnapped all the adults in town!” Valerie yelled, annoyed as her shots kept missing.

“Oh.” The ghost stopped dodging, appearing shocked. One of her attacks grazed him and he cringed, moving again, “I’m sure I had a good reason for that. I probably didn’t even hurt anyone.”

Valerie didn’t know why she was talking to this obviously delusional (amnesiac?) ghost. She tried to cool her anger, focusing as she shot, racing around him.

“Look, Val, I just don’t think it’s reasonable for you to assume I was going to do any harm. I just wanted to see a friend.”

She scoffed, still riled at the use of her nickname. “Ghosts don’t have friends.”

“Well I do!” He snapped. Freezing from his dodging again. “I just want to be there to help my friend, but you’re being an intolerant-“

A shot hit the center of the ghost’s torso.

Valerie flinched back slightly as the attack tore a hole write through it.

The pirate ghost closed its eyes, form flickering as it exhaled slowly, almost as though he were praying for patience. Only, it was the whole world that was flickering, breaking up around her-

Everything vanished in a haze of red.

I actually had a good few choices for this one, but decided on something I’d already posted in the end…

Joke

It had started as a joke almost.

The way his parents would be shooting him one moment then scolding him the next. It had nearly been funny, because Danny had never thought they would do anything if they knew. It was just… easier not to tell them; he could work out his ghost stuff on his own.

But, with every new word passed over the dinner table, with every Phantom encounter, with every moment they spent crafting up some new, cruel weapon, Danny lost the shape of the joke more and more.

All that was left was anxiety, and terror. nightmares and never thinking about it.

After a point, telling his parents what he was, just wasn’t an option.

//I never thought I would actually use this little snippet for anything so this is nice//

Drink

The five Rivers; they had many names, but the most well known and accepted of these were Lethe, Phlegethon, Acheron, Cocytus, and Styx.

And their “waters” had been used to create all manner of artifact and contract, only made possible due to the unique nature and potency of each River.

Lethe, Lemosyne, The Ameles Potamos. This is the River unmindfulness. It’s waters are clean and pure. To drink from it would be to forget, to fall into it might mean oblivion. When consumed, it binds the imbiber to the Realms so they may never leave, and it steals every non-foundational memory. It is complete forgetfulness, no remembrance left of family nor friends, nor exploits. Only, if extremely strong-willed, their name.

I only had all of two complete bits and one proper wip for this somehow…

Worth

In a place like Amity Park it could be hard to forget, but ghosts were supernatural creatures that weren’t supposed to ever interact with humans. They were terrifying and strange, and Danny, human as he still might be, was one of them.

But Tucker didn’t care, because Danny was his best friend, had always been. That wasn’t to say he didn’t notice, nor that it didn’t bother him, or even scare him at times, but Danny was worth it.

Tucker wished he were able rationalize that later that night, after dozing off, hoping Danny wouldn’t fall asleep with his concussion but unable to do anything to prevent it.

Tucker had been asleep.

And then he hadn’t.

It had been like a hook looped through his rib cage and yanked him up, sudden and violent. His eyes snapped open and he sat upright instantly, gasping and shivering as the freezer cold chill of his bedroom assaulted his senses.

Why was it so cold? He tried to blink away the haze of sleep from his eyes, only for his vision to be filled in bright, swirling pools of neon green—(the empty echo of a scream bouncing around the metal of the lab, heat and light and green burning and twining together in a vortex in front of Tucker.)

He shook himself out of the flickering memory, and processed the fact that Danny was crouched in his lap weightlessly, currently mismatched eyes boring straight into Tucker’s own.

Had other stuff for this one but would rather keep it to dp works at this point.

Heart

Valerie faltered. Her hands, clutching too tightly to her blaster everywhere it shouldn’t. She looked up at Phantom from her vantage and she couldn’t make the shot.

In the light of day, the ghost was obnoxious: A terror, a menace, and everything wrong with Valerie’s life, but…

As she looked at the him now, she hesitated. He was so quiet, serene… he was so silent, so beautiful, like a star in the night sky. The thought of ruining that?It felt a bit like trampling a field of flowers.

Then, there was… the wings.

In brightness, Phantom had a white bright glow, his aura bending around him like space distorted.

In the untouchable dark of the night sky, that light unfurled into wings: Massive and bright and majestic.

A heart made moonlight.

They spread out wide behind him as he glided through the air with a swimmers grace.

Ethereal.

Valerie holstered her gun, and began to make her way home. She needed the sleep anyway, and there was always tomorrow.

Honestly, I’ve never been happy with this one, but I’m glad get some use out of it!

Idk if you’d wanna, have the time, or have the fics for it, so no pressure u can just ignore, but if any of y’all do: @lexiepiper @five-rivers @peachdoxie @constellaj

#that was nice #danny phantom #dp #danny fenton #fanfiction #phicc #fanfic #dp headcanons #danny phantom au #word game #valerie gray #haha I have such a low attention span this took me three days bruh