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caruliaa · 2 years

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okay okay omg. its not rlly that late yet but also i was ready to go to bed way earlier and wldve gotten more sleep which wld have been good when i randomly decided to re-learn the french alphabet song??? when i havent taken french in years??, and a few mins ago i was suddenly like. wait. why am i doing this and stopped JJDJSKS it was like a spirit suddenly possessed me i dont know…. anywayy the point is im gonna sleep now but i just thought that was a fun story i wanted to share LMAOOO but yeah omggg i want to say that ahhhhgghghhh i love messaging you and sending u asks and answering and reading ur asks and talking in general and being ur friend in general and j knowing you like!!!! its a true happiness and joy in my life and my world and its sososoooo lovely to know you mushroom and ur sososooo considerate and thiughtful of a friend always and i sm hope to be the same and!!! you yourself aresooo amazinggggg and i jsut rlly think u r so good and want u to know i care sm abt yiu and am here for you and!!!! i love youuuu!! i hope not having school tmrw is good and! yeah i love u i love u💕💕💕🫶🏻🫶🏻!! (hugs u tight if u wanna!!💕💕💕🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻💕💕💕💕🫶🏻🫶🏻💕💕)

NONO YEAI GET THAT SO MUCH LIKE i have done tht sm like thinking oh its time to go to bed then remebering smth random and getting distracted by it b4 realising tht wait what am i doing DBFNFJFJ so ya i get that sm bc i also do that all the time 😭😭 but i hope u did get some good sleep my love and omgomg ;; youre so so sweet and kind my dearest i hope you know that i rly love messaging with you too and sending u asks and like talking with you and just knowing u my dearest it always bring me so so much joy and happiness and light and makes my world and life sm better and i really am so glad that it can be the same for you and that i can be good friend you to and be thoughtful and considerate of you my love becuase i really really do just want to soso much like !! you really are the most amazing wonderful person my dearest and just mean so so much to me nd deserve sm so i really do just want to make your life sm better and happier and be here for you in every way that i can so im so so glad that i am and i hope you know that youre absoloutly the same to me and make me feel soso loved and cared for abd just rly mean soso much to me, i love you so much my beloced i lry do :’> !!! *hugs u back so close if you wish my dearest !!* 💞💞💞💞💞💕💕💕🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽💞💞💞💕💕💕🫶🏽🫶🏽❣️❣️❣️❣️

#ILUSMM MY BELOVED I RLY DOO #u mean sm to me ur tly do ans ya i just lysmm :’>#flappy rambles #asks #lucy !#fave #EDIT: HOLY FUCKING SHIT IM OSO SORRY I THOGUHT A NSWERED THIS BUT THEN I SACED IT TO DRAFTS OMG IM SO SORRY #IM SO SORRY IK UR ALSEEP ALREADY :(( !!!#but i did answer thisi just. was fucking dumb when it came to posting it FGHDFHD

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aquilaofarkham · 5 years

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concernedacfan replied to your post: now that the concept of immortality has been...

AC3 X Castlevania crossover, lets go Ubisoft!!!!! Yall did Final Fantasy, do this ya cowards!!!!!

#THISIS SO DUMB IM SORRY #replies #concernedacfan

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mobanjaree · 5 years

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birthday expectations: fun! good day

birthday reality: watching 387432874 cheesy video edits of elizabeth and darcy at 11:30 pm and having another meltdown

#*nellphone #sorry thisis dumb i just #hhgg

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equus-swift · 6 years

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Messy bun! 💜

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them. “Stop wasting your time being unkind to each other. Deal with the fact that everyone in the world is different and if every one of us on this planet were the same as the person next to us, life would be boring and monotonous. Smile at strangers (not in a scary way tho), don’t be creepy, don’t harass each other. It’s pointless living for the sake of ruining other people’s lives. There are much better ways to spend your time than being a horrible person.” (there’s so much more, but I didn’t want the answer to get too long haha)

Thanks for asking Maria!

#thisis such a dumb answer i'm sorry #marymaia00 #asks #answered #ask

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mjerk · 7 years

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when u and your friend end up wear the same shirt

#reaper76 #r76 #jerkart #thisi s dumb im sorry

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smokahuntis · 4 years

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Are You Okay?

Are you okay?

Paring : Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Prompt: “This is definitely gonna fucking hurt.” “If you say another word, I’ll shut you up myself.”

Warning: blood, needles, sexual tension

Summery: Obi-Wan hates the MedBay so he goes to his favorite nurse directly

It was late, to late for him to be asking her for this. Much to late for him to ask her to clean blood off him, or stitch up his wound. But he couldn’t help it, he’d do anything not to go to that damn MedBay and sit there for ever over a few simple cuts and burns. Plus he hadn’t seen her in weeks, they were always to busy for each other.

As he clutched his cloak tightly across his body with one hand, the other came up to knock on her door. He leaned against the well as we waited for her, groaning in pain as did. A few minutes went by and he was about to turn and leave, figuring she was already asleep; when she opened the door.

Robe barely covering her as she held it together, her hair falling from its long braid. Her eyes were tired and her hands were shaky, he addressed her situation before his, you know, like a gentleman.

“Are you okay?” He asked standing, groaning as he did so. She took in his figured, his cloak was ripped and shredded at the ends. His hand the held his side has blood seeping threw the cracks between his fingers. His white tunics ruined by dust and ash alike.

“Are you?” She asked before pulling him in, she was now fully awake as she moved him to the dinning table setting him down on it. Looking over his pained figure.

“Take off everything covering what I need to see...” she said before walking out of the room to get her medical supply. She was the best medic the Jedi order had, specially since she herself was a Jedi. But she was never made for combat or violence, she had an ability only few had and that’s why most didn’t even know she was Jedi. They couldn’t take the chance of the Sith taking her, using her. The thought hurt Obi-Wan, hurt his souls to think of what they could do to her.

He did what she said and removed his cloak and top, till he was just left in his pants. He hadn’t really looked at his wounds until then, having to peel the tunic from his body and tearing open what had scabbed around the edges, it made him groan out.

“Is everything okay?” She asked from the room she was in, his groans worried her and he knew it.

“Yea I’m fine, I’m fine... these are just a little worse then I thought.” She started to walk back into the room not looking at him as she payed attention to caring the box of medical supply.

“What do you mea-... oh my stars....” she said with out thinking as she good in his toned figure, tanned from training in the court yard and sweaty from his mission.

“I’m sorry I didn’t think it was that bad...” he said grabbing his cloak but she stopped him and say hi mom back down setting the box of supply next to him.

“It’s not that Obi-Wan, I can take care of these I promise.” She said smiling at him kindly.

“Then what?” He asked chuckling at her reddened face. When she didn’t answer it clicked. “Oh... oh?” He said looking at her.

“ oh shut up, “ she rolled her eyes. “I should have never fueled that dumb ego of yours...” she said bringing a wet rag down to clean him off. She was used to cleaning blood from him but usually his arms or sometimes his legs, she never really took care of his torso, those were always MedBay situations. She shook her head as she cleaned him off, the cool rag running down his skin caused a small barley Audible groan of satisfaction, but she heard it.

“Obi-Wan” she said giving him a stern glance from her focus on his chest.

“What, I can’t help your hands feel so go-“

“If you say another word, I’ll shut you up myself” she said looking at him causing him to move two of his fingers over his mouth in a ‘Zip’ motion. She chuckled and went back to washing him off, the once white rag had turned red and dark in places, but she was almost done.

She barely had to move for the rag to float away and land in the sink, the water turning on as well to rinse it. It always fascinated him how well she used the force, like it was the simplest thing for her. She could bend things and energy to her will like it was nothing, emotions change in her grasp with ease. She was so much like her older brother, Qui-Gon, that obi-wan felt wrong liking her like he does. Qui-Gon was like his father and for a long time (y/n) was like a sister to him, that was until they found what she could do and became a Padawan herself. She was one of the strongest Jedi he knew, yet she was not made for battle, she was fragile like a youngling, yet strong like Yoda.

“What are you thinking about Obi-Wan?” She asked as she wrapped a bandage around his arm securely making sure it’s not to tight. Her eyes glanced up and met his beautiful blue ones, she could have swore he put Kyber crystals in them with how beautiful they are. She always Adored him, he was truly handsome, and kind. Sometimes she thought he was just kind because her brother was his master, of because she was a healer. His kindness was one of her favorite things about him, but another thing she loved about him was the way he looked when he was deep in thought. His eyebrows would furrow together and he’d bite the inside of his lip, his eyes would get real intense like he was about to fight someone, like now, he was doing it all now as he looked at her.

“You remind me so much of your brother.” He said and she giggled.

“Are you saying I’m a man?” She asked looking at him then down at the large cut on the side of his rib cage, pulling out a large needle from her med kit. He was to focused on her to see it.

“No, I didn’t, no I meant that-“ obi-was stuttered over his words trying to recover.

“I know what you meant Obi...” she said looking at him with a small smile, before wiping down the spot where she is going to put the bacta shot, still distracting him with conversation. “But is anyone is like my brother it’s you, you’re so kind and strong, he’d be so proud of you Obi-Wan.” She could see the blush that covered his face. “But I hate to break it to you, but” his eyes finally caught what she was doing and before he could protest she spoke up. “This is definitely gonna fucking hurt.”

Sticking the needle into his arm and pushing the blue liquid into his veins so he can heal faster. He groaned out and bit his lip to try and be quieter. She chuckled before finishing, and pulling it out laying it aside and rubbing the small hole it created.

“Why do you have to do that...” he said his head falling back, he hated needles, specially bacta needles, because even tho they help a lot it stung like hell. She smiled and rubbed it before bandaging.

“Don’t be such a youngling.” She said kissing it lightly, “there, does that help?” His eyes found hers again as she did that, he didn’t know why but that small motion made him want her lips on his, he chuckled and rolled his eyes.

“Yea, yea it did.” He said and she chuckled before beginning to stitch up his side, his head fell back again, staring at the ceiling. They fell into silence again as she took care of him. Before she finished the knot of the stitching, she spoke again, kind and calm.

“I meant what I said... he’d be proud of you...” she looked up at him again and she laid the bandage down over it so it wouldn’t tear. He looked down at her searching her eyes for any sign of a lie or disbelief. He found nothing but love in her eyes as she looked at him, his brows furrowed not used to the warm feeling he felt in his chest.

The tension between the two of them had never been so thick, and he had never wanted to break it more. His couldn’t help himself as her name slipped from his lips, thick and sweet like honey. It was so low it was almost a moan.

“(Y/n)...” it came out more as a plead then he wanted. He didn’t even know what he was asking for, but when she nodded his hands came up gripping her face and pulling her into a tender kiss. Her hands moved onto his neck, playing with his hair at the nape of his neck. It was breathtaking, love spreading, and beautiful.

As they pulled away there breathes were short and heavy, lips grazing each other as he spoke.

“You have no clue how long I’ve wanted to do that”

@hxldmxdxwn @jediminddicks1000 @muted-mayham @scarletsoldierrr @thisis-theway

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worldviewcast · 6 years

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Stout Advice

(Apologies for the OoC-ness of this, I don’t have the best grasp on the characters)

A loud, excited knocking rung through the apartment. Zigzag looked up- who was there? It didn’t sound like a solicitor…

He slowly got up and stretched out the kinks in his back- he had been sitting for far too long- and stumbled over to the door. Looking though the peephole, he saw messy orange hair and ears.

“Kisa?” he said, cracking the door.

Kisa bounded in, nearly knocking Zig over with her excitement. “Hiya Zig! Yay, you aren’t busy!! Everyone else is, the fuckers, so I came to play with you!!” she said, her already-flushed face getting even brighter. She bounced around Zigzag and into the apartment, looking over at the movies and games intently, her tail twitching from side to side.

“K-kisa, are… are you drunk?” Zigzag said helplessly, closing the door and trailing behind her.

Kisa looked up. “Yep! I was partying with Tang but then he got called away by his dad- something emergency something- and Finch wasn’t home and I’m BORED! So I came here!” she said excitedly, pulling out some games and movies. “Oooo, these look fun!!” she said, bouncing on her toes.

Zigzag had to fight the panic that was welling up inside of him- he was already stressed about his program, he hadn’t slept, it was- “Kisa, it’s the middle of the night!” he exclaimed, looking over at his computer’s clock.

“I know!” Kisa said, rolling her eyes. “Why do you think I was partying?! I don’t during the day silly!”

Zigzag took a deep breathe and hid his face for a moment. It was just Kisa, calm down, she was just excited… nevertheless, the walls felt like they were closing in.

Kisa finally noticed his distress and jumped in front of him, staring up intently. “Wass wrong Zig?” she asked.

Zigzag almost wanted to tell her to leave, but that’d be rude, Kisa was a friend, she needed someone to be with her… so he said the next thing that came to mind. “Kisa, I… I need to… to get back to work…” he mumbled, taking his hands away to nervously point at his computer.

Kisa rolled her eyes. “Boorring! All you do is work! Take a break!” she said, grabbing his hand and dragging him towards the TV. Zig stumbled after her, stuttering protests, but Kisa ignored them. She sat him on the couch and shoved a controller in his hands. “Here! We’re playing Army vs. Zombie! Now let’s go!”

She bounced up and put the game in, impatiently going through the menu and squealing when the map came up. “Thisis gunna be fun!!” she said, rushing forward in-game and getting killed almost immeditaltly. “Aw, rats! Zig, heal me! …Zig!”

Zigzag had almost completely zoned out as he spiraled inward, already overwhelmed from his work and now… he could barely keep himself from breaking down.

Kisa frowned, poked him a few times, and said, “What is wrong Zig! You’re so out of it!”

Zigzag’s words just spilled out of him. “I- it’s late- I- tired- I can’t- program- I can’t do anything!!” he wailed, burying his head in his hands again.

Kisa just stared at him, her drunk brain taking a bit to decipher what Zig was actually saying. “You stayed up working didnt ya?” she said, putting her hands on her hips. “Well too bad! Come on loser, let’s play!”

“I KNOW I’M A LOSER SHUT UP!!” Zigzag exclaimed, his voice breaking from unshed tears.

That got Kisa’s attention. She fully put down her controller and turned to face him. “What is up with you?! You aren’t acting normal!”

Zig just breathed heavily, trying not to cry from pure exhaustion, anxiety, and stress. “I- I can’t… I can’t… not good enough…” he muttered, voice broken.

Kisa rolled her eyes. “Of course you can play the game! Why wouldn’t you?!”

“Not the game! My program! It- it won’t work, I can’t do it!”

Kisa looked over at the computer, then back at Zigzag. “So what?! It’s just a program! Big deal! Just do something else!”

“I can’t! It- it’s a job, I can’t just quit!!” Zigzag said, voice high.

“Then quit! Do something else! Just stop moping mopey pants! When has that helped anyone?!”

“But I.. I’m not good… at anything… else… I… what… do I do…” Zigzag said, near whisper.

Once again Kisa rolled her eyes. “Is that’s what worrying you! Come on Zig, buck up! You’re great at a lot of things! Anime, geeking, programming, being a dork! I’m sure you can do something!!”

“But I’m not Dad!” Zigzag exclaimed. “I'll never be Dad!”

“Oh come on, of course you’re not! You’re you! Why would you wanna be that dweeb anyways? He’s soooo boring!”

“Because he’s successful and famous and like and…and…” Zigzag replied.

“So what?! You don’t care about that! Who cares about fame?! Come on Zig, you’re being dumb! Snap out of it!”

“I am dumb,” Zig said quietly. “I’m just a failure.”

Kisa’s eyes nearly rolled out of her skull at that one. “You been watchin’ goth anime again? You sound like a drag! Look Zig,” she said, grabbing his skull and forcing him to look at her. “You are not dumb, you are not a failure, you’re just a dweeb with an anime obsession! You’re you! So be you, okay?!” she said, shaking his head back and forth.

Zigzag’s eyelights rolled around until Kisa let him go, and he put a hand to his skull, groggily saying, “I… I know I’m me… but…”

“No buts! Enough of shitting on yourself! You’re Zigzag, Mr. I-know-every-language, Mr. I-started-working-at-14, Mr. lives-alone-programming! You’ve made it this far, and you’re gunna let one STUPID program stop you?! Come on!”

Zigzag was silent for a second, then started to laugh, softly at first, then louder and louder, clapping a hand to his forehead. Kisa just looked annoyed, and shouted, “Hey, I’m being serious here!!”

“S-sorry!” Zigzag said, suddenly stopping laughing and blushing slightly. “I just… it sounds so funny! Worrying so much over one program!”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to say this whole time!!” Kisa shouted, throwing her hands in the air. “Now will you please stop moping and play this game?!”

Zigzag chuckled nervously and said, “S-sure. Sleep can wait. Let go fight some zombies!” he said, picking up his controller, eyes determined,and jumped into the game/

Kisa just sat back with a determined face. Stupid dork, makin’ me be so serious she thought. I ain’t a therapist! But… at least Ziggy’s happy she thought, looking over at the smiling Zigzag, and gave a self-satisfied purr and settled into playing the game.

Alaina says : Pfffffft - yeah its a little OOC but its still a cute idea and close to what would actually happen, Kisa is always trying to cheer people up in her own.....weird way. XD

#fanfic #kisara #zigzag #worldview fanafic #awwww #:333 #submission

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shekeepscreating · 2 years

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Hindi ko ‘to ginusto. I was crumpling the paper handed to me.

“Ma’am, this isn’t really possible. I can’t do it.” I tried giving it back to her but my besfriend -- maybe not after this -- stopped me from doing so and stepped in front of me and faced our teacher.

“She’ll definitely do it Ma’am.”

“Yes, I know. I won’t let her not to.” She winked at her and turn around.

“Yun oh!” Kinurot ko ang tagiliran niya. She wince in pain. “What? Kaya mo ‘yan sis. Ilabas mo lahat ng galit mo dito. You have no chance back then diba?”

“But it’s been more than a year!”

“So what?”

“Ano,sasabihin di pa ako nakaka move on?” She rolled her eyes at me.

“Totoo ba?” I rolled my eyes back at her.

“Ofcourse not!”

“Then what’s the ig deal about it? The people watching? Don’t care, give them a show then. Kick those ass.” I looked at the stage and saw him standing there, looking at me with serious dead eyes.

So cold I was not able to recognize it. Back then his gaze felt so warm, now I am scared to even peek at it.

As soon as I started walking, people around us started murmuring.

‘Naging sila dati diba?”

“Yes, I heard they have been in a long relationship for so long until the guy leaves him.”

“I bet he cheated.Or she, they were known to be a great pair but now they seemed to be a perfect stranger. Something bad might’ve happened.”

Nosy people minding other people’s business. I looked at my bestfriend and she just gave me a wink.

One things for sure, she likes drama.

“I can’t really do this!” I make sure to point an emphasis to every word.

“You can’t say until you try.”

Then she left me at the stage, with the man who wrecked me.

I don’t need to read the script, I’m the one who wrote it. And I am supposed to be on backstage and not on the spotlight! Malilintikan talaga tong kaibigan ko sakin mamaya.

“Just pour out your emotions…” yeah sure, whatever. “Lights, camera, action!”

Instantly the world changes. Everything went blank and all that matter is him, the dialogue and me.

Nakatalikod siya sa akin, pero sigurado akong siya ‘yun. Sa sobrang galit ko ay nanginginig na ang kamay ko.

“Carl.” Alam kong narinig niya ako pero hindi niya ako nilingon. “Carl!” Nilakasan ko pa ang boses ko, pero hindi pa din siya lumingon. It’s all coming back to me again. After all this time, those bottled feelings are pushing the lid. I threw him the binder that I’m holding. I heard gasp in the crowd but I care less about them right now.

“Tinatawag kita, lumingon ka!” I shouted and he slowly turn around to face me.

Same cold dead eyes. Para akong kuting na nakatingin sa isang tigre. I can’t find my voice.

I hear someone reciting the lines for me on the crowd, I bet that was my friend. Sorry but from here on it’s going to be spontaneous.

“Bakit di mo ko sinipot? Bakit nandito ka? Bakit di ka nagsabi?” I heard my voice crack at the end of the line, pero hindi siya nagsalita. Did I seriously fell for this cruel man? Thisis not the Vans I know.

“Sumagot ka! Bakit di mo ko pinuntahan? Hinintay kita. Nag-ayos ako. Umasa ako. Bakit?” For the first time, I saw an emotion past by his eyes but he quickly look to the side. It was pain. Why?

Lumapit ako sa kanya, I grabbed his collar.

“Bakit? Bakit pinagmukha mo akong tanga? Bakit walang salita?” A tear escaped my eyes. I am getting frustrated. My arms weaken and it falls to my side.

I started crying. Dobbing. I took three steps back.

“Mahal kita eh. Bakit bigla mo kong iniwan? Bakit walang paalam? Bakit ganun nalang kadaling itapon lahat?” I put my hands over my chest, it hurts a lot. Why doesit have to end like that?

“Kung hindi mo na ko mahal, sana sinabi mo na agad. Bakit kailangan pagsabayin pa? Hurt me once, but don’t make me a dumb! If you choose her then please choose her and don’t ever think about me!” I stopped and gasped for air.

“You made me feel so special that I did not doubt you for a second. For m’ore than a year, I kept on holding on to this feeling thinking I’m at fault. Thinking I deserve it-”

“No, you don’t!” I was taken a back when he shouted and tearswere dripping from his eyes too. No more words followed those phrase.

“Then why? Bakit bigla mo nalang akong hindi minahal?”

“Mahal kita!” A second took him to realize what he said. He covered his face with both his hands and turn around and turn back to me again.

I shake my head.

“I’ve suffered long enough to be mend by those words. Sorry, that wasn’t the answer I am looking for.” It’s my turn to leave. To walk away.

I heard the people on the stadium clapping their hands.

“Cut! Good take!”

I continue storming out of the stage.

Sana ganon lang kabilis. Pagkatapos ng isang take, pagkabanggit ng cut, tapos na. Tigil na ang sakit.

But this is reality, where pain are meant to be felt.

#story

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kidsflash · 7 years

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Did you watch 107 facts about dp and if you did will you tell us your thoughts? Some stuff is really dumb *cough* sunburns part *cough* , but Dani fact made me happy.

wow! no one ever asks my opinions on anything. i haven’t actually watched it yet. so what im gonna do so i can rant about it is just live post my opinions as it goes so we get my authentic™ reaction.

i will supply my opinions in bullet form below the break.

enjoy, (warning: there’s gonna be a lot of cursing)

oh fantastic, butch hartman himself is reading it! 17 whole minutes of me wanting to fucking off myself!

IM SORRY

WHAT ARE THESE NAMES

DANNY THUNDER??

DANNY LIGHTNING??

DANNY PO WE R??

YO DANNY THUNDER HE WAS JUST FOURTEEN WHEN HIS PARENTS BUILT A VERY STRANGE MACHINE

OH FANTASTIC THERE WERE FIRST NAMES TOO

YO BILLY PHANTOM HE WAS JUST FOURTEEN

KENNY PH ANTOM. LIKE KENNY TENNSYON BEN TENNYSON’S SON???

JACKIE PHANTOM. JACK, IS THIS WHERE JACK CAME FROM. IMAGINE JACK AND JACKIE.

“jackie you were named after the bravest man i ever knew.” “youself” “you bet your ass”

DAVIE PHANTOM. JUST INSERT ALL OF THESE NAMES INTO THE THEME SONG

OR EVEN BETTER SWITCH UP THE NAMES

LIKE BILLY THUNDER

OR DAVIE LIGHTNING

TAG YOURSELF IM KENNY POWER

danny phantom and the specter detectors sounds like a great 50s band.

ok fourteen isnt a bridge between childhood and adulthood. you’re still a kid at 14. i say 16/17 is the bridge. 14 is just a kid who thinks they’re a mature adult.

make danny’s eyebrows white too 2k17

GIVE DANNY A FUCKING OWL PLEASE THAT IS SO HILARIOUS

vlad was supposed to be a vampire? makes fucking sense.

that would have been a great plot twist in the show

“haha you all thought i was a ghost buT ACTUALLY IM A FUCKING VAMPIRE”

danny: *throws garlic bread at him* stay away from my mom

don’t compare paulina to lois lane please lois is a good woman

“dash idolizes phantom” this is a synonym for he’s in love w phantom right bc he fucking is

dash baxter is the most homosexual character in danny phantom. this isn’t an opinion on the 107 facts it is just an extra fact d

butch, baby, buddy, stop saying the ghosts aren’t fucking dead. they’re dead. they died. danny is half dead. get with the program.

DAVID’S DAUGHTWR CALLS HIM DADDY PHANTOM

IM CRYING

THISI SI THE FUNNIEST FUCKIGN THIS

I CALL DAN PHANTOM DADDY PHANTOM

WE HAVE TWO DIFFERENT FUCKING VERSIONS OF THAT WORD KIDDO

DADDY PHANTOM IM IN ACTUAL FUCKING TEARS

lancer is slade

speaking of dan butch called him “dark danny” again

please butch… im tired…. ive said it so many times… his name is dan.

just call him dan please.

butch hartman just popped up on my screen im so attacked

please go away no one is gonna check out the noog network

the alternate theme song was lit as fuck

THE GREEN BAY PACKERS ALMOST SUED DANNY PHANTOM LMAOOOO

i would sue butch hartman if given the chance too

fun fact my school was almost sued by the new england patriots bc we stole their logo

awwwww dani was gonna be taken in by the fentons

that makes me happy good job butch you made me smile

but thank god the show got cancelled

HAH SO IF SAM OR TUCKER GOT CAUGHT IN THE PORTAL THEY WOULD HAVE DIED

THOSE ARE BUTCH’S WORDS NOT MINE

SO IF THEY WOULD HAVE DIED THAN DANNY IS LITERALLY HALF DEAD

thank you @butchhartman for proving my theory danny is half dead confirmed

ok butchy dont go @ phantom menace when phantom planet is your favorite episode you have no opinion on anything when it comes to quality please.

if you’re reading this butch hartman read my why phantom planet sucks power point right here

fuck off hartman he was wearing a shirt bc he’s trans

“sunburns too easily” put on sunscreen.

you’re a fucking ghost. you get worse injuries daily.

oh thank god it’s done.

well. i hope you all appreciate my commentary. have a good day, lemme know what you think in my ask

#andelasino #and if one fucking person calls me dramatic for this post im throwing hands #i know im dramatic #that's the point.#Danny Phantom #mine

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