Afterlife's a Gamble...

♣ Indie Johnny 13 | Danny Phantom | Semi-Selective | Crossover Friendly

[life4lovers]

once a boy let me borrow his jacket and after i gave it back i heard him gushing to his friends bc it smelled like me

nice to know boys do that too

[downonhisluck-blog]

teenhero replied to your post: { ♣ } have u ever seen a cuter fc

yeah srry

playsvulgar replied to your post: { ♣ } have u ever seen a cuter fc

yes

[downonhisluck-blog]

{ ♣ } have u ever seen a cuter fc

[dateagirlsuggestion]

date a girl who threatens to fight anyone who disrespects you - despite the fact she’s 5'3".

[teenhero-a]

        ❛   What?   ❜   Had it not been for a long, slow school day followed by a less-than-stellar cheer practice ( all thanks in part to her spotter purposely letting her fall to the ground, repeatedly ), she might have been a little nicer with the delivery. Key phrase: might have. Instead, one hand finds itself resting on her hip, a blatantly brazen pose in lock as lips pull into a small scowl.   ❛   Take a picture; it’ll last longer.   ❜

BEEPING: @downonhisluck

[downonhisluck-blog]

-{ ♣ }- “  Hardly think a picture could do a gal like you any justice.  ” It was clear the cheerleader wasn’t having a good day. Johnny knew that. I mean, dumb didn’t mean he was blind, right? Besides, from what he knew about Kim, she tended to wear her disdain pretty heavy on her features. And body language. And... language. “  I’m not meanin’ any harm, doll. Just trying to figure out if you’re a girl or a lemon, y’know? What with that bitter face n’ all.  ”

[downonhisluck-blog]

[gunkrs]

hi im gunkers and i think johnny 13 is cute

[dannyphantomstuff]

“Aww babe, come on! You… you know you’re the only meaningless girl for me!”

As requested by im-dan.

Danny Phantom - Episode 43: Girls Night Out

[starrforge]

Names Johnny 13 kid.

[downonhisluck-blog]

{ ♣ } BIG HANDS BIG HANDS BIG HANDS BIG HANDS

[downonhisluck-blog]

♣ { teenhero } :

             So, it was going to be one of THOSE days. Whatever deity controlled the universe and all the oddities within it was not on her side—between Bonnie refusing to catch her during cheer practice, a mission gone awry in which Drakken and Shego got away, and her car battery dying, she hadn’t thought it could possibly get worse.

                                                    Boy, was she wrong.

           ❛   Yeah—Thanks. Real sweet of you.   ❜   Sarcasm drips thick from her tone as she bites back harsher remarks; something akin to you should keep things like that to yourself. The fact is, she could’ve lived without that—but she could also use some help.   ❛   Any chance you have a phone on you? Mine’s dead and I need to get ahold of somebody.   ❜   A friend, a ride, a mechanic; she gave up waiting for a friendly passer-by a while ago.

-{ ♣ }- “  Not as sweet as you.  ” Hoo boy, he was layin’ it on thick today. If Johnny had even an ounce of self-awareness, he’d know this poor girl really had no interest in him. No one would taking this kind of approach. Johnny Thirteen? Try Johnny Bravo. These tactics were flatlining worse than his ghostly heart. “  Mmh... sorry, doll, I’m more of a low-tech kinda guy. Not really my style, dig? But, hey, if you need a lift to somewhere with a phone...  ” He walked a few steps, stepping to the motorcycle parked at the side of the road. Digging within one of it’s back satchels, Johnny pulled out a helmet with a bright green ‘13′ painted messily on the forehead. He held it out in the girl’s direction. “  Now that’s somethin’ I can do. Y’know, to make up for being a creep, right? The name’s Johnny, by the way.  ”

[downonhisluck-blog]

♣ { cablesmith } :

❛     STARS.     ❜     tennie blinked  :  lips a stern, straight line as she looked the stranger over. as flattering as the flirting was; it was something she was above whilst working in the company of somebody she didn’t know. however, something to keep up her sleeve for  later  when her dad was around  -  that’d clear the biker off, she was sure.     ❛     you’re lookin’ at one  -  and i’m sure i could lend you a hand. on the condition that you cut the sweet-talk.     ❜

-{ ♣ }- “  Uh, yeah, stars... y’know, ‘cause... freckles...-- aw, forget it.  ” Huffing an exasperated sigh, Johnny shoved his hands deep in his jacket pockets, chewing the inside of his cheek. Damn, he could’ve sworn that was a great pick-up line. His eyebrows raised as she continued. This girl? A mechanic? For who? Pixies? “  You’re a... I mean, not to doubt you or nothin’, doll, but you ain’t really what I picture when I think mechanic. But, hey, a wrench-head’s a wrench-head and I need all the help I can get.  ”     A smirk.     “  Can’t promise much on the sweet-talk, though-- not when you’re eyecand--  ”     Making a twisted expression, he stopped himself. C’mon, Johnny, you need help. Talk with the upstairs-head, wouldja? “  ... Yeah, right, I’ll uh... I’ll go easy on it.  ”

[downonhisluck-blog]

♣ { littlebadger } :

      “ You know I wouldn’t be here unless you did something STUPID, like,  oh,  I dunno – ROB  A  BANK?  Your shadow  isn’t  making any conflict we have between us any easier so you know who’s fault that is?  YOURS! ”

   An open palm turns up,  emitting  a  s t e a m i n g  green before it’s THROWN, squared-aim right for Johnny’s chest.

-{ ♣ }- “ Wh-- rob a bank!? Are you nuts!? ” Eyes opened wide, he swiftly gunned it out of the way of the blast, bike skidding gracelessly across the street. What was going on? Johnny was a lowlife-- er-- low-afterlife-- but robbing a bank? No way. Why would he--? U n l e s s . . . He cast his startled gaze downward, looking for the dark blob that often sit beneath him. Shadow... where was his shadow? Wuh-oh. “ Whoa! Easy, kid, hold your fire! ”     Hands held up in surrender.     “  I didn’t do nothin’ this time, I swear! Look, I’m a ghost, right? C’mon, brat, use your head! You really think I would need to rob a bank? What’s the point in needin’ money when I can just take what I want when I’m invisible, right? ” Nervously, Johnny bit his lip. When Danny had his mind set, it was pretty hard to change it. He knew that. “  It was my shadow, alright? This ain’t got nothin’ to do with me, man! He’s got a mind of his own! Remember that one time he messed with your friend when I was try’na get Kitty back? None of that was on me! C’mon, you believe me, don’tcha?  ”

[downonhisluck-blog]

{ ♣ } the rumor come out: does johnny 13 is cute?

[downonhisluck-blog]

-{ ♣ }- “  Now, are those stars on your cheeks, or am I just starstruck whenever I look at’cha?  ” A chuckle, gloved hands buried deep within his jacket pockets as Johnny paced around  the poor girl. She was cute. Real cute-- too bad cute girls were not what he was here for.     But, hey, a little flirting couldn’t hurt, right? “  Hey, gorgeous, mind telling me where I can find some sort of... mechanic? Got myself in a bit of a bind with my bike. Mind helpin’ a poor soul out?  ”

{ @cablesmith​ would like to test her luck }

[downonhisluck-blog]

-{ ♣ }- “  Oh. It’s you.  ”     Great. Breathing a heavy sigh, Johnny sauntered back towards his bike. After kicking it into ignition, he slumped into the seat, half-heartedly revving the engine in Danny’s direction. “  Listen, kiddo, I’m not really feeling the whole cat and mouse jive today, dig? How about we get this done and over with quick, and you can go back to... chess club or whatever. Sound good?  ”

{ @littlebadger​ would like to test his luck. }

[downonhisluck-blog]

-{ ♣ }- “  Well ain’t you a sight for sore eyes.  ”

A charming grin stretched across pale, freckled features. His elbows rest over the handlebars of his bike, leaning forward slightly, allowing his eyes wander over the redhead before him. Woo, was she e v e r gorgeous.

“  Pardon me, doll, hate to come off like some sorta creep.  ”     Hate to come off as one, sure-- being one, however? Yeah. He had that in lock “  Just had to say something.  ”

{ @teenhero​ would like to test her luck. }