and i got kinda...carried away

anonymous asked:

Can you do a drabble of either 3 or 5? ❤️

(I’ll do 5 separately since I got kinda carried away with this one lmao)

You and Peter had been hanging out all day in the park, eating from a picnic basket he had packed for the two of you. You couldn’t help but notice he had been checking his phone quite a bit in the time you had been together.

“Is Aunt May wondering where you are?” You asked after the third time he had checked it.

He looked at you, tightening his hold on your hand. “Nah, she helped me pack this, remember?”
You used the hand not holding his to grab a grape from the bag. “Oh, of course. I was wondering who cut the crusts off of the sandwiches like this.”
He scoffed. “That was actually my job, thank you very much.”

You smiled, pressing your head into his chest. “You know, whenever anyone asks me what I want in a man, I always mention that he has to be skilled at cutting the crusts off of a ham and cheese for me.”

He laughed, looking at you. “Are you serious?”
You elbowed him in the side. “No, but it’s nice to know you can do it.”

His phone buzzed again, and this time, he snorted while reading the text.

You tried to ignore it. “Are you up for a movie after this? That movie about the war vet and her dog is in theaters now.”

His phone buzzed again. You weren’t even sure if he was paying attention. “Tell Ned we’re on a date.”
He set the phone down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Sorry Y/N. Phone free zone from now on.”
You beamed with satisfaction, taking his hand and putting it in your lap. You brushed at his knuckles absentmindedly.

“You’re cute, you know that?”

“If you had said that to me a couple months ago, I would have probably passed out.” You told him.

“If you said that to me now, I’d pass out.” He offered, rubbing the palm of your hand with his thumb.

“Really, what’s-”
You felt the buzz of the phone on the towel you were sitting on, and you playfully glared at it. “Ned’s gotta stop with this.”

As you looked at it, you noticed something. You disconnected one of your hands from the tangle it had become and reached for the phone.

“Y/N, wait-”

Why are you texting my mom?” You asked, looking at him questioningly. “Oh my God, what? I’m so confused right now.”
He was blushing now. “I didn’t think you’d have to find out.”

You glanced at the text. “She’s sending you Facebook posts?” You didn’t know if you wanted to laugh or cry of embarrassment, thinking of everything she could have told him.

“She thinks they’re funny! We just talk sometimes.” You heard the smile in his voice grow. “Are you jealous?”
You looked at him disbelievingly. “Jealous that my mom and my boyfriend exchange Facebook memes?”

He shrugged. “It started out because she was recommending a haircut place for me and Aunt May to go to, and it spiraled from there. Face it. I’m your mom’s favorite.”
You laughed, kissing his cheek. “You nerd.”

“I just wanted to make sure your mom likes me!”
You waved the phone in the air. “I think she likes you a lot. She might like you more than I do!”

He winked at you. “I don’t think that’s true.”

You set the phone down. “We’ll discuss this more later, okay? I have to evaluate my thoughts on this one.”

He laughed at you again. “Don’t worry, you’re still my favorite member of your family.”

“Even better than my mom?”

He smiled, leaning in to kiss you. “Even more than your mom.”

anonymous asked:

imagine izuku picking up some of toshinori's body language, which isnt noticeable when he's alone, but becomes so incredibly obvious when toshi is with him. other student observe him and all might during heroics classes and they keep making the same gestures and movements and the other students are just like 'what is subtlety'

[on twitter]

okay so i really, really liked this idea and i kinda got carried away with it lmao

(also, consider: All Might picking up body language from Izuku too, which is something that everyone who’s close to Izuku notices)

(please do not repost or use my art)

| pro hero E R A S E R H E A D |
Babysitting (Jonathan/Reader)

requested by @maxifuckoff

jonathan realizes he’s in love with the reader :-)

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“Will! Lunch is ready!” You shouted as you set down his plate, his favorite meal coincidently being the only thing you can cook.

The short boy ran into the kitchen, nearly running into you which caused you to laugh, “Hey! Slow down, bud.”

He sheepishly grinned before sitting down and digging into his food.

You smiled at him as you turned to wash dishes, not noticing your boyfriend leaning against the doorframe with a love struck look on his face.

He couldn’t believe how sweet you were to Will and the fact that his usually closed off younger brother took a liking to you was a major plus.

Everybody knew Jonathan Byers’ mom and brother were the most important people in his life, beside now you.

Jonathan hid behind the doorframe as you turned back around, putting the now clean dishes away where they belonged before taking a seat at the table with Will.

“How’s school been?”

Will shrugged, a sudden frown coming onto the face, “Those two mouth breathers still bully me and my friends.”

Jonathan was about to burst in until he heard you speak.

“Really? Does your brother know about this?”

The younger Byers quickly shook his head, “Of course not! He’d tell my mom and she’d go down to the school and make a huge scene.”

You chuckled at the thought of small Joyce Byers marching up to the school and yelling at your large principal.

“Well I’ll promise not to tell Jonathan anything if you promise me you will tell him if it gets too hard for you, alright?” You explained.

Will thought about it for a second before nodding, he spit on his hand and stretched it out to you. Without a second thought, you did the same and shook hands with the boy as you both laughed.

Jonathan, who was watching it all happen from the doorframe chuckled which made you and Will notice him.

“Spy much?” You teased with a smile.

Your boyfriend blushed as he ruffled his brothers hair, “I wanted to see what you guys were up to.”

Jonathan grabbed you by your hands and helped you stand up before pecking your lips which caused Will to gag.

Laughing, you both pulled away, your boyfriend wrapped his arms around your waist.

“Go get your shoes and we’ll take you out for ice cream.” You smiled at Will who bolted to his room.

Turning your attention back to Jonathan, you asked, “How much of Will and I’s conversation did you hear?“

He shrugged, “Just saw your gross handshake.” He lied.

Will rushed into the kitchen to pull you away from Jonathan and out the door.

You bursted out in laugher as you followed the boy.

“Hey!” Jonathan called out as he grabbed his keys and took off after you.

He wouldn’t tell you anytime soon, but he was definitely in love with you.

2

so I accidentally came up with an AU where Marinette has an older brother

His name is Anthony Dupain-Cheng. He is an aspiring photographer and sometimes takes pictures of items from the bakery to help make advertisements. He accidentally finds out about Ladybug but is super helpful with making excuses for why she needs to leave randomly. He also makes her coffee when he knows she was up late fighting an akuma. He and Marinette are very close but they get really competitive when it comes to video games. 

Bellamy’s not gonna know that Clarke tried to radio him. He’s not gonna know that she basically bore her soul to him every day since they left the ground. And Clarke’s not gonna be the one to tell him. Because she wouldn’t want him to know. She wouldn’t want to put that on him. But something’s gonna happen with Madi where she mentions what Clarke dragged her outside to do every day like he already knows. Like it isn’t that big a deal because no matter how many stories Clarke could tell her about Bellamy, she still doesn’t understand the gravity and depth of their relationship. And he’s going to look at her, stunned, wondering if he’s sure of what he just heard. And once Madi tells him that yes, Clarke was outside every day no matter what, trying to contact him by name, he’ll get up and go to her. He’ll find her doing something, completely unaware of what he’s just learned, and he won’t be able to help but look at her. Awed and inspired by her hope in him as an intensity fills his chest that he’s never felt before. And Clarke’s going to find him looking at her and smile back because that’s just what she does. And she’ll be confused for a moment about why he looks so solemn but it won’t take her very long at all to find out.

anonymous asked:

Help, I'm late to the fandom and know nothing of Elounor except that once upon a time they were awful stinkin' cute. What history do I need to know? What is she up to these days?

OKAY OKAY THIS IS MY TIME TO SHINE

so eleanor was a friend of harry’s who he introduced to louis because he thought they’d like each other and WOW WAS HE RIGHT! they dated for four years and were literally the cutest couple in the world. they had a dog named bruce together and she was super close with his family, she was even a bridesmaid in jay’s wedding!! and he called her his “life partner” in an interview once and i cried. she’s also been called the ‘like female version of louis’ and for good reason!! their song was far away and he tattooed it on his arm!! i think they also make their instas together? this hasn’t been confirmed but they’re very similar name-wise (louist91 // eleanorj92)

masterpost of their relationship, if you like sobbing into your pillow at three in the morning. not that i did that ever…

he said some other things about her too but i can’t find them (rip sugarscape) but here are some super cute tweets

he’s also written several songs presumably about her, probably including strong, love you goodbye, end of the day, maybe no control, maybe fireproof, and probably change your ticket. those aren’t confirmed but… c’mon.

they broke up in 2015 around the time zayn left (rip my entire heart) for unknown reasons but it’s fine i didn’t need to believe in love anyway. he liked a video of her talking (with no sound) on insta once at 2 in the morning after a night out when they were broken up (make of that what you will *eye emoji*) and she also liked one of his pictures that was like a few weeks old and i have not stopped screaming.

currently she’s working as a model and has a blog with friend max hurd. she’s also on tumblr and insta occasionally?. that’s really all we know about her doings? idk she’s part of a tommy hilfiger campaign and is also really good friends with liam’s ex sophia (which is understandable because they often toured with the boys together)

and now louis and eleanor are refollowing each other on instagram and liking each other’s pics and they wore the same thing!!   

anyway they dated for FOUR YEARS and were very clearly in love with each other and they seem to be on good terms now and my heart is full.

i’m going to end this with my favourite thing in the world which is a thread of louis looking like comfy garbage while eleanor’s a radiant queen beside him enjoy xx

anonymous asked:

Can I have when it's like in the middle of the night and the Paladin's S/o just gets up from the bed and leaves the room, only to get a cup of water or something and the Paladins wake up only to see that their s/o isn't at their side, freaks out, only to find them in the kitchen with a cup of water in their hands.. Sorry if this is long

Hey it’s mod Enki! This is really super cute so it’s gonna be like a tiny drabble for each! I’m sorry this is so long orz I kinda got carried away. 

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Shiro: 

You woke up with the taste of dried spit and left over whatever you had for dinner. Space goo again? You could have sworn it was something different this past time. Either way, it didn’t leave a good taste in your mouth. With what little light in the room you looked to your side to see Shiro comfortably asleep next to you, his head on your shoulder. Even though you hated to disturb him from his sleep, you needed to get a glass of water. You were a little hot, too, from being so close to him while you slept. With a sigh you gently wiggled your way from out of the covers and out of the bed. As soon as your bare feet hit the cold floor you shivered. Suddenly you weren’t so hot anymore and even debated going back to bed. The grimy taste in your mouth told you otherwise and you headed to the door. 

Once out of the room you flinched at the bright lights in the hallway almost bumping into a few things as your eyes adjusted. Even as you got used to the bright lights, you still stumbled your way to the kitchen like a drunkard. Fumbling with the light switch you managed to light the kitchen. It didn’t take you too long to get a nice refreshing glass of water and you pretty much downed it in one go. 

However, when you turned around to refill your glass you practically jumped three feet in the air as you saw someone out of the corner of your eye. You couldn’t manage to hold on to your glass in your fright and it fell right out of your hands. You fumbled trying to properly catch it until your hands managed to get purchase on the slippery glass. A low chuckle resounded to your side and you almost jumped again. Instead you turned to face the source only to see none other than your loving boyfriend, in the same groggy state as you.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He said, his voice low and a little scratchy.

“I don’t think startle really covers it.” You replied clearly exasperated. “I would phrase it more like… scared the living shit out of me.” 

He chuckled again putting his hands up in surrender. “Okay okay, I got it. Next time I’ll send you a letter before I enter a room.”

“Oh ha ha…” You mocked sarcastically. “What are you doing up anyways?”

“I woke up and couldn’t feel you next to me and got worried. Sounds a little silly I know.” 

“I see, then I guess the next time I leave the bed I’ll be sending you a letter of warning.” You said quoting his earlier remark. He just shook his head before letting out a yawn. It wasn’t long before you were yawning, too. Setting down the glass you shuffled your way over to him, rubbing your arms for warmth.

“Let’s just go to bed already, I’m cold.” You mumbled. 

“Alright.” Shiro pressed a kiss to your forehead before the two of you headed back to his room for some much needed rest. 

Lance:

It was probably the dead of night when you woke up, annoyed by the boy sleeping beside you. He was practically sprawled out on the bed and kicking you in the side. All the blankets were bunched up onto you and clearly overheating you to the point of being pretty uncomfortable. You angrily shoved the blankets off of you and onto Lance who was dead ass asleep and drooling onto the bed. A sigh forced it’s way out of you and you tried to think of how exactly you were going to get out of the bed with the mess of a boy beside you. You debated just shoving him off the bed entirely so you could just get out easily. Hell, he probably wouldn’t even wake up if you did. 

As tempting as it was, you weren’t that mean. Or you were and you just didn’t have the energy to move his dumb ass. Either way you managed to escape from the bed and exit out into the hallway. You were too god damn hot and needed to get something that could cool you down. The lights of the hallway were probably even more annoying than Lance’s sleeping habits at the moment and you squinted to make sense of your surroundings. 

“Stupid lights…” You mumbled to yourself as you finally made your way to the kitchen. 

You perked up as soon as you got your water and felt the cool liquid slide down your throat. It was so simple yet so refreshing to you. You sighed contently and just stood there for a second, relishing in the peace you had found in the dead of night. That is, before you felt two arms wrap around you and a face bury itself in your neck. 

“Y/n…. Come back to bed. You scared me I thought you were gone.” Lance mumbled. 

“You’re so dumb sometimes… I just needed a glass of water.” You said trying to wiggle out of his grasp. His grip was too solid though and you had no choice but to give up. 

“Y/n…” He mumbled your name again and you couldn’t help but realize how ironic it was. He never wanted to cuddle you in bed but suddenly he was all over you. 

“Well I can’t go back to bed if you keep holding me like this.” You said trying to shove him away. 

He seemed to comply this time and let go, eyes still closed, almost like he was sleep walking. You took him by the hand and led him out of the kitchen and back to bed where you two could hopefully get some more sleep. 

Keith:

When you woke up you were surprisingly comfortable, tangled up in the sheets with Keith and head resting on his chest. You sat there for a second just listening to his heartbeat and steady breathing. Everything seemed just perfect until you realized just how thirsty you were. It was that kind of thirst that you could feel all the way to the back of your throat. It was bothering you more and more every second you sat there just dealing with it. You really didn’t want to get up, it broke your heart to leave your boyfriend as he was probably having one of the most peaceful sleeps he’s had in a while. But man, you were thirsty as hell and there was no way you could go back to sleep now. 

You begrudgingly got out of bed, untangling yourself from the covers and from Keith. He looked so cute in his sleep so you quickly kissed his cheek before you made your way out into the hallway. The lights blinded you and you really regretted getting out of bed. But you had come this far so there was no way you were going back now. You zombied your way to the kitchen and managed to down two whole glasses of water before you heard someone running down the hall. 

Sitting on the counter you just shrugged before downing another glass and setting it down beside you. A yawn escaped your lips and you could’ve sworn you heard someone calling your name. You listened again and you heard it call a second time, a little louder this time. It wasn’t hard to recognize and you almost hit yourself for thinking he wouldn’t notice you leaving. 

“Keith…!” You beckoned from the kitchen. It wasn’t long before you could hear the taps of his feet as he made his way to you. He called out your name again when he entered the kitchen and you noticed how his expression turned from a scowl to a more relieved one. 

“Wow, I didn’t think you would notice me gone for literally five minutes.” You said laughing a little.

“I was worried something happened to you!” He defended himself. “You should’ve told me where you were going.”

“I was gone for five minutes, Keith.” You said. 

“Still…” He mumbled. “Just don’t do it again.”

“Okaaaaay.” You drawled getting down from the counter. “You just looked so cute while you were sleeping that I didn’t want to wake you up!” 

“Oh whatever.” He huffed. “Let’s go back to bed.”

“Whatever you saaaay.” You laughed lightly, trailing after him and back to bed.

Hunk:

As much as you loved Hunk, he radiated nothing but heat when you two cuddled and while you were 100% okay with this you were really feeling the heat right about now. It was late, everyone was surely asleep by now which meant you could wander the castle in whatever gross sleep state you were in right now. Sweat collected on your back and forehead and you really needed to cool off right about now. You wiggled out of your lover’s grasp and hated to part him while he was so contently sleeping. But when you’re gross and sweating and extremely hot it literally feels like the worst. 

You really preferred to be cold most of the time because it was really easy to just cuddle up with Hunk to get warm. It’s a whole different story for when your were hot though. When your feet touched the nice cool floor you really debated just laying on it for like an hour to properly cool off. But it didn’t really sound like something you had the patience for. A nice glass of water sounded way more appealing than just laying on the ground feeling like you’re dying. 

So you stepped out into the hallways and absorbed the shock of the lights and nice cool air blowing over your body. Once you were done bathing in this new found bliss you headed down to the kitchen. It still smelled of whatever goodies Hunk had managed to cook up for dinner when you entered it. You smiled to yourself as you stood in the kitchen with a nice glass of water. 

Closing your eyes you could’ve sworn you could fall asleep just standing up. However a warm voice pulled you from your sleepy stupor. 

“Of course I would find my favorite person in my favorite place.” Hunk said entering the kitchen. You looked at him with surprise before breaking into a small smile.

“Oh, what are you doing up?” You asked. 

“I mean I woke up and you weren’t there suddenly. It’s just a little scary you know?” He said scratching the back of his neck. 

“Sorry, I guess I should’ve woken you up then. I needed to cool off for a second.” You said sheepishly. “I’m done now though, so let’s go back to bed.”

“Sounds good to me.” 

The two of you walked back to bed, hand in hand humming a tune the both of you vaguely knew. It wasn’t long before you were back to cuddling and sweet dreams.

Pidge:

It was one of those rare occasions that Pidge was asleep next to you at a reasonable hour. You were very grateful to be blessed with this opportunity to finally cuddle your girlfriend after a long week of missions and helping out around the castle ship. Everything was perfect. Well, almost everything… You were sleeping so soundly that you managed to drool all over the pillow and now your mouth felt as dry as a desert. Dried spit didn’t taste too well and it really did bother you. 

Pidge probably wouldn’t take too kindly to your gross slobber breath or the fact that you drooled all over the pillow. So you wiggled out of bed and flipped over the pillow to the dry side of it. Your first task was done so now you were one to accomplish the next. You stepped out into the bright ass hallway and instantly regretted it. You stumbled around like you were afflicted with some sort of illness. In fact, you took you the longest time to get used to these blinding lights. 

You weren’t too fond of the lights in the hallway so you didn’t even bother turning on the lights in the kitchen. It seemed like a much better idea to just let the lights from the hallway filter into the kitchen. The darkness of the kitchen was comforting and it helped keep you groggy enough to be ready to fall back to sleep the second you got in bed. 

As soon as you got your water you quickly downed it to re-hydrate your mouth. It was nice and refreshing, although a little cold making you shiver a bit. Turning on your heel you were about to head back to the room when you saw a figure in the door way. You let out a mixture of startled noises before realizing it was just Pidge. She started at you with a blank expression. 

“Did you drool all over the pillow again?” She asked. You could practically feel your heart stop.

“Nooo?” 

“Y/n, you only get a glass of water after you drool in your sleep.” She added, completely trapping you.

“Fine, you got me. I’ll wash the pillow case in the morning.” You admitted. “Why are you up anyways. You never come after me just for drooling on a pillow.”

“It just scared me that you weren’t beside me while I slept like you always are.” She mumbled. “I had a bad dream.”

You smiled and went to hug her from behind. She sniffled a bit and you squeezed her a little harder. 

“You’re just the only one I have left.” 

“Don’t worry, Pidge. I’m not going anywhere, I promise.”

Star

Spencer Reid x Reader

Requested: Yes. @donuts1324: If you have time could you do a thing where Spencer is left home with the baby alone for the first time and he’s super nervous? Please! Reid as a dad will be the death of me. Thank you😊

Word Count: 881, Warnings: None.

A/N: Okay, so I kinda got carried away with this one and it’s just adorable. Sorry it’s super short too, I thought it was better short tbh. Also, sorry you had to wait so long, I’m the worst lmao. (Spencer Reid as a dad? sign me the fuck up)

“Spence, are you sure that I should go back today? I can call in and ask for another week,” you reasoned with him, as he watched you fasten your skirt zipper. You were getting ready for your first time back at your Law firm since you had your beautiful baby girl, Emma. You were worried that Spencer just wasn’t ready to take on these responsibilities alone and so you were trying to suggest ideas that involved you staying at home, but he wasn’t going to give in so easily.  "Y/N. I’ve got this. I promise you, nothing bad will happen,“ he replied, knowing that he couldn’t exactly keep up with the liveliness of your daughter. It was going to be the first time he was going to be home alone with Emma, and to say that he was nervous is an understatement. He was terrified. He didn’t want his daughter getting hurt or you being mad at him. “I know. Just don’t set anything on fire and you’ll be fine,” you joked, making your way back to the bed and planted a kiss on Spencer’s plump lips. “I love you,” you whispered to Emma sleeping soundly on Spencer’s chest, her chubby cheeks squashed against his pyjama shirt. You made your way out of your shared apartment, yelling a goodbye as you walked out. Spencer watched Emma as her chest rose and fell, her button nose flaring. He smiled to himself, still in shock that he had such a beautiful wife and a precious baby girl.

The day consisted of mainly Spencer bouncing Emma up and down whilst simultaneously listening to Beethoven, something he had adapted from since day one of the pregnancy. He would place headphones on your stomach and play his music. He’d started it with JJ when she had Henry and so when you announced you were pregnant, it was a given for him to play Beethoven. There weren’t many times that he could stay at home with his daughter because of his job situation and so these were the moments he treasured.

“Come on, princess,” Spencer groaned, watching Emma shake her hands and scream loudly at the look of the green peas in her special pink bowl. “You’ve gotta eat something, mommy won’t be home for another 3 hours,” he whispered, shoving the plastic spoon in your daughters face in the hopes she’d finally start eating. Spencer tried for another 10 minutes, even resorting to using the classic aeroplane tactic to try and get her to give in. She giggled up at her dad, her face covered with the green substance, but none had even come close her mouth. “Okay, baby. You win, how about peaches instead?” he grinned down at her, grabbing the peaches from the cabinet in your kitchen and bent back down. Emma smiled widely at the jar the fruit was encased in. “You’ve got a sweet tooth, just like you daddy,” he noted before using a clean spoon to dive into the peaches. Emma quickly leant into the spoon gulping down the sweet fruit with ease. “That’s it, sweetheart,” his eyes widened in surprise, chuckling, happy that she was finally eating something.

Her clothes were completely covered in different foods and her high chair completely wrecked. “Come on, Emma. Let’s get you cleaned up,” he picked the fragile child out of her chair and made his way to the bath. He ran the water in the tub, the water filled halfway before he turned off the tap and testing the water. He dunked Emma into the warm water, watching as she splashed about grabbing her rubber duck with her tiny fingers. “I’m going to tell you a secret. But you’ve got to promise that you won’t tell mommy,” he spoke, gently rubbing baby wash all over her body, bubbles erupting out at the movement causing her to further splash out at her father. “Mommy’s birthday is soon,” he continued, barely noticing you enter from your long day at work. your quest at finding Spencer and Emma was answered when you heard light whispers come from the bathroom. “I bought your mommy a star,” he exaggerated as Emma tilted her head at his comment. “I named it after her because, well… she’s my star. I’ve never loved anyone more than I’ve loved her. I have no clue why I’m telling a 4 month-year-old this as if you even have the brain capacity to take in the information. Sorry, I’m rambling… to my baby? Okay, this is weird-”, “Spence,” you interrupted, hearing everything he just said. Your eyes welled up with tears threatening to fall at the last second, “You named a star after me?” you asked, genuinely surprised at the incredibly thoughtful gift. “Y/N, oh God. How much did you hear?” he picked up Emma and wrapped a towel around her small frame, before turning to you. “I heard everything,” you choked out “It was supposed to be a surprise for your birthday but… I guess the cat’s out of the bag,” he chuckled nervously as Emma held her hands out for you, quickly grabbing her and gently rocking her in your arms. “I love you so much,” you grinned, closing the space between you and placing a passionate kiss on his lips.


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danny phantom hcu

in reference to the danny phantom ageing thing, i personally like to go with the immortal idea. like danny keeps ageing, albeit reallllly slowly, until he reaches about 40 in ageing years.

his ghost core is made to keep regenerating itself, and because his ghost half is so perfectly intertwined with his human dna, it starts doing that with his human cells too. his ghostly regenerating powers work at a rate way faster than the human body, and so eventually it catches up with danny. his cells are now regenerating at a rate faster than they can age, keeping danny from ever being able to grow old.

i think, even in the show, danny couldnt die.. because, and lets be honest here, if he couldve - he wouldve. surviving the portal once was lucky enough as it is but, 2 times? 3? 4 if you count what happened in the ghost zone on pp?? nah. i dont buy it. there is no way danny could’ve survived that if he couldve died. so, logically, he cant die. his ghost half wont let him.

i think eventually danny wouldve came out to his parents about his ghost half - they were bound to find out anyways. i refuse to accept what happened in pp as canon, so were going off the basis that that never happened. i dont think danny wouldve told anyone else his secret though. danny would be horrified if people learned his secret and thought, hey.. danny got his powers through an accident with a portal.. maybe i could get powers too! nah. theres no way in hell danny would let that happen, besides, i think he likes being able to live a normal life. well, as normal as a part human part ghosts life can get.

eventually they all start growing up. danny’s parents died a few years back, he was really upset but it wasnt anything he couldnt handle, he had support from tucker and sam of course, and thats all he really needed.

its not until one day, sitting on the porch with his friends, does danny realize anything is wrong. sams got bags under her eyes and tuckers hair has started going gray and danny. well you look exactly like you did when we were 40! the laughter from this comment quickly dies off as they realize just how accurate that statement was, realization dawning on them, danny quickly takes off towards clockworks tower.

a few breakdowns later and danny finally comes to terms with his fate. he was going to live forever, while everyone he knows dies. clockwork tries to assure him that he’ll always be available to talk to, but danny knows clockwork is very busy, and even then its still just not the same. he was alone. danny fakes his death soon after, it wouldnt be long until someone else started noticing his predicament.

he continues to visit sam and tucker until the end, and they make him promise not to lose sight of himself.. and not to forget who they were. he swears through shakey breaths and salty tears. sam is the first to go, and tucker dies too not long after. jazz died years ago in a car accident. he was alone now.

he moves to germany or france or some place foreign and begins a new life - he had always wanted to visit a new country anyways. he never stays for too long in fear of someone finding out who he really was. he always uses a different name and never visits the same place twice unless he is certain no one will remember him. he still thinks about his old friends and the adventures they use to go on, but less and less as the years go by.

it had been a couple hundred years since he last visited amity park. the ghost attacks had decreased greatly when his parents his died and the portal was shut down, and it had been barely 100 years after that when the ghost-human treaty was signed - there was no longer any need for danny phantom.

amity was no longer the small town it was when he once lived there, however, the ‘ghost capital of the world’, birthplace of ghost technology, was now a major city. it made danny a bit sad to see his hometown filled with major businesses and tourists, it no longer had the rural charm he onced loved - but things were different now and he had long ago accepted that nothing would ever stay the same. he wasnt depressed about the past anymore he was just.. existing

he walked along the boardwalk and smiled sadly as a strange sense of deja vu washed over him. this was his town, but at the same time it wasnt. he stopped in the center of the plaza and glanced up at the statue in front of him. a signed told him that the statue was commemorative tribute in honor of the ‘world’s first ghost researchers’ - jack and maddy fenton. he didnt realize his eyes had glazed over until he saw another person staring at the statue with same sad longing that he had.

he immediately froze.

he had completely forgotten about him. in all his years of accepting his lonely fate, it had completely slipped his mind that another person shared the same fate with him - the only other half ghost in existence. vlad seemed to notice him too because his eyes had suddenly gone wide with recognition. they rushed at eachother.

danny hugged vlad like it was the last time he would ever be able to hug another person - and vlad hugged him the same way right back. after a few moments of clinging to eachother they finally broke apart. danny, of course, immediately began questioning vlad. asking if he was still up to the same old evil plots. vlad sighed, filled with exhaustion and remorse, he explained that he long since realized that happiness was not something that could be obtained through his evil doings, and that now all he was trying to do was life his eternity peacefully and without being found out.

that was all danny needed to hear and he immediately accepted vlads words as truth. after all, he knew that all vlad really ever needed was a second chance, his encounters with dan had shown him that. and besides, it was all in the past anyways. he could hardly remember vlad being his enemy.

they decided to have lunch together at a nearby café. they talked all afternoon about what they had been doing all these years and laughed at how different things were in the future. a strange sense of melancholy passed through the pair as they reluctantly decided it was time to go their own ways - but not without giving eachother their contact information, of course. you never know when u might need someone to talk to about the past with.

a few years went by and, much to both of their suprises, they ended up moving to the same town to start a new life. they decided it wouldnt hurt to get a flat together, after all they are the only people who truly understand the other. its hard at first, despite their obvious similarities, they still were two very different people. it takes a while but eventually they learn to get use to eachother, even growing a bit fond of eachother in the process. thats why, when they decide its time to go start a new life somewhere else, they decide to do it together. it couldnt hurt to have a friend.

it gets to the point in their relationship where they know every thing there is to know about the other. vlad knows exactly what things tend to trigger danny’s panic attacks, and he also knows that the best thing for him is a warm mug of hot chocolate and some old movies on the couch. danny knows that when vlad gets too stressed out or angry all he really needs is some of his favorite tea and perhaps a book to read.

they still use their ghost powers - by now they have both mastered them - but not as often as they once did or for the same reasons they once did either. now they only rlly use them out of habit to make things easier. danny can barely recall ever being the hero that was danny phantom, but his jumpsuit serves as a permanent reminder of what he once was - although hes began to forget where the design even came from.

by now their first life is a bit of blur to them - they cant seem recall why they were ever enemies in the first place. they laugh a lot about how much of a “crazed-up fruit loop” vlad use to be and vlad admits he doesnt even remember why he was so infatuated with maddy back then anyways, it all seems like a weird dream to them.

eventually it gets to the point where danny cant remember ever /not/ being friends with vlad. it seemed too distant, too weird. he cant imagine how he managed to survive all those years without him. he still has days where the past consumes him and hes left feeling empty, but he has vlad to help him through that.

he vaguely remembers a promise he made to someone once, a long time ago, to never forget them - but he cant really recall to who or in what life.. everything seemed mixed together now a days.

the thought use to upset him, but hes gotten over it. he may be immortal and be stuck living new lives for the rest of eternity - but at least he doesnt have to do it alone.