#bloobloods

[ectoplasmicsoda]

Augh thinking about big ass Orca merman Walker.

Stalking behind fishing boats to ensure they dont catch anyone/anything they aint suppose to. Jazz who is hauled along on her dads fishing trips and spots him one day. Secretly meeting up to learn more about the other. . .

[9haharharley1]

(hEY HARLEY ITS ECTOPLASMICSODA)

I have TWO promots

For Bloobloods: Snowball!

For Blackice: Game!

1. Snowball

Jazz cackled as Walker lost his balance, falling back k on his ass in the snow. She tried to stifle it, Danny already packing another fresh snowball in the distance, Vlad helping to stockpile their ammo behind s small fort made of the stuff. She had to look away as he glared at her, taking a moment to peek over their own sad snow shield before lobbing a snowball at her brother.

"Somethin' you'd like to say, sugar?" Walker growled. He crawled back over to her, hunching his bigger frame out of sight of their opponents. Jazz ducked back down just as a snowball exploded against the side of their wall.

"Not at all," she said. She couldn't help but grin at him. "Only that you're absolutely terrible at this game."

He dumped a pile of snow on her head, some of it falling down the back of her shirt, and she squealed, laughing all the while.

(This one's not very long, I'm sorry!)

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2. Game

"Since when are you into American football?" Pitch's disembodied voice whispered in his ear, and Jack shrieked, jumping about a mile high as the Boogieman materialized from shadow. He looked way too proud of himself, and Jack settled in a couch on top of his staff to glare at him.

"I'm not," he admitted. "I just like being around the people."

Pitch was nice enough not to comment on the irony of his statement. Instead, he looked around, their place on the edge of the field providing a perfect view of every punt, throw, and tackle of the opposing teams. He rose a brow, and tried not to look bored by it all. "So who are we rooting for, then?"

"No one." Jack grinned at him when Pitch looked up to meet mischievous blue eyes. "Watching isn't very fun at all. I thought I might participate a little!"

"Oh?" Pitch couldn't help but grin a little. "How so?"

Above them, the sky was quickly darkening. Distant murmuring from the audience could be heard down on the field. Fat flakes of snow drifted down to meet the manicured grass, soon picking up speed until they rushed down in a whirlwind of freezing air. The coach off to the side was yelling in his headset, the people around him trying to make sense of the sudden weather change. A spike of panic in the crowd had Pitch's eyes constricting, his shadows darting out from under him to seek out the lights. The slithered up the walls, floodlights blinking out one by one until people started screaming in the sudden dark. Jack laughed beside him

"What brought this on?" Pitch asked, directing his shadows to tie the laces of shoes together, making people panic all the more.

Jack just shrugged. "Pretty sure I overheard some billionaire saying he had a lot of money riding on this game. Thought I might make him sweat a little."

Pitch chuckled. "Devious little thing."

Jack swung down from his staff to lean against him, watching the frightened footballers fight back their fear. "Hey, eat the rich and all that."

(Does this one take place in my crossover universe? Probably!)

[okkennymay]

commission for @ectoplasmicsoda 

AwW man I posted this on my patreon but not here?? A CRIME

I love AU’s and I love rare pairs, this commission was JUST TOO GOOD THANK YOU FOR GIFTING ME SUCH A MAGNIFICENT REQUEST 💖 sorry it took so long for my fool ass to post it here

[harleyshahas]

I wrote this on Valentine's day when I was deep into Danny Phantom and I feel myself starting to dip again. I like it enough to post but not enough to put on AO3 yet. Needs work. Have some Bloobloods WIP

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Valentine's Day really wasn't her cup of tea.

Oh, sure she's had her share of admirers, secret and not-so-secret (one Dash Baxter came to mind and Jazz shuddered), but she had never been anyone's special someone on Valentine's Day and that suited Jazz just fine.

In high school she would find cards and chocolate in her locker, the occasional flower taped to the outside. She'd give the flowers to Danny and briefly scan the cards before throwing them away. The chocolate would be saved to share with Danny after school, a pick-me-up after another lonely couples holiday for her brother. While it never bothered her to be single, it certainly bothered Danny. Her little brother's big heart wasn't meant to be alone and while he could content himself to spend the day with either her or his friends, he never had any admirers for himself. At least, not ones without some sort of agenda. It bothered her enough that she resigned herself to stay single until her brother started his first relationship, so she focused on school and later on helping Danny and his friends catch ghosts.

She was happy for him when he started seeing Valerie, even if he didn't share the news with her, but she saw. Danny was an open book to her. She tried not to spend too much time psychoanalyzing him, especially with his... situation, but sometimes it couldn't be helped. She saw before he did that it wouldn't work out, not with how focused Valerie was on catching Phantom. It was a shame, because she thought they actually made a cute couple.

Danny and Sam becoming an item was also a long time coming, but she never liked to wonder whether that was a thing that would actually last. She didn't want to doubt their relationship, she certainly didn't want to doubt her brother, not with his already low self-esteem, but... they were friends first and foremost. Romance had never played a part leading up to a relationship and the pressure from their parents wasn't helping them. She wasn't surprised when they broke up the summer before Danny's first year of college. Luckily she had been home from her own college and armed with ice cream and bad action movies to comfort him as he cried silently on her shoulder.

Her final year of college came with the start of Danny's first and she helped him through the transition with late night phone calls and a multitude of advice for surviving the first year. She always knew her brother was smart, though. It came as no real surprise that he soon started to thrive, even if he was in Wisconsin, even if he was so close to his arch-enemy, but she told herself he could handle it. Her brother was amazing.

So when Valentine's Day rolled around and she called to say hi, she wasn't quite sure what to expect. Would he still be single? Would he have someone this year? Danny was far more socially accepted now that he was away from Amity, it was anyone's guess.

The phone rang a little longer than Danny would normally let it and Jazz rose a brow. She tried not to read too into it, but a slow smile started to split her lips. It was mid-afternoon on a Saturday, Danny didn't have classes and he had to be awake by now. Her hopes were starting to climb.

They completely soared when the line finally connected and Danny's voice hit her ear, sounding just a little too breathy for someone doing anything but what she knew he'd been doing. She laughed loudly into the phone.

"I don't wanna ask, but I'm going to anyway," she said by way of greeting as Danny sputtered on the other side. "Please tell me you're using protection."

"Jazz! Don't do this, please!"

She rose a brow. "Is that a no?"

"Ugh! Yes, we used protection, we're both adults who know better. What are you, mom?"

"I'm just looking out for you!" she teased. "So is this a steady thing or..."

"Or?"

She sighed. "I just... want to make sure you're not just rebounding after Sam. I don't want to pry but you know me. So how long has this been going on?"

Danny was quiet. There was some shuffling in the background, a voice she could barely hear, but sounded vaguely familiar, and Danny eventually let out a heavy breath. "It's... steady, I guess. We haven't... told anyone yet."

"Even Sam or Tucker?" She was rather shocked actually.

"I'm not sure they'd understand..." Danny muttered. "I'm not sure you'd understand."

Jazz pursed her lips. She walked up to the door to her apartment, cradling her phone against her shoulder as she fished her keys out of her purse. "Danny, I haven't understood more than half the stuff you've done since you got your powers," she admitted. She slotted her key into the lock and let herself into her one bedroom apartment, tossing her keys and purse on the kitchen counter. Collapsing on the couch with one arm over her eyes, she finally relaxed for what felt like the first time in days. "You know I support you no matter what, little brother."

"Yeah, I know..."

She smiled. "So who is it? Anyone I know?"

"Um..." she could practically hear the blood rushing to his face. "Kinda?"

Jazz hummed. She turned over all of Danny's friends and acquaintances that she knew of in her head. Sam was in Chicago and Tucker at MIT, so that ruled them out. She couldn't recall Danny mentioning anyone but his roommate and a few classmates over their many phone conversations. He had admitted to her some months back that he found the TA for his astronomy class was really cute and had confided in her that he might be bisexual. But he also said that his roommate was rather annoying when spent too much time with and those classmates had only been partners for various projects. The TA maybe? But, no, Danny said the guy was older and most likely straight if the wedding ring on his finger meant anything.

Her thoughts wondered over to the ghosts she knew of. Some of them were on relatively friendly terms with Danny and even more had developed a sort of antagonistic friendship with him. Madison wasn't nearly as haunted as Amity, but they still had their fair share of specters. Like the Dairy King and the Wisconsin Ghost-

Her brain popped. She threw a hand over her mouth and groaned loudly into the phone. Danny laughed.

"You OK over there, Jazz?"

"Please tell me it's not Vlad," she begged, deadpan.

"Wha-! How did- I mean! It's... not?"

She removed her arm from her eyes and glared at the ceiling. "Ah, yes, that was so convincing."

"How did you even guess that?!"

She sat up, pinching her nose. "He's a hot older man, Danny; you have a thing for hot older men. Not to mention that he's the only other halfa in existence and you two have had some weird chemistry since you were fourteen." She dropped her hand to her lap and looked to her coffee table.

Her heart stopped.

Danny continued to sputter in her ear, ranging from indignant to defensive to insecure, but Jazz couldn't hear him. Her blood rushed in her ears and her face went hot. Her hands grew clammy as a spike of fear shot through her.

Sitting innocently before her lay a bouquet of blue roses tied together with a blue ribbon. Set against them was a heart-shaped box of chocolate. She reached out with a shaky hand, turning the tag and reading her own name in neat, professional script. There was no sender.

"Jazz? Are you even listening to me?"

Jazz released a shaky breath. "Y-yeah, Danny, sorry." She cleared her throat, eyes never leaving the objects on her table. "Listen, l-let me call you back and we can talk about this more. Something just came up."

"Uh-huh. I'm sure it's not just because you're suddenly uncomfortable because I'm apparently dating Vlad."

She gave a short laugh, if only to ease her own sudden nerves at how someone had apparently broken into her home to leave her chocolate and flowers. She couldn't tell Danny that, though. He had enough on his plate and apparently a boyfriend to entertain. Plus it was Valentine's Day. She wasn't going to take this away from him even if she didn't quite understand it. She poked a single rose bud like it might bite her. "You know I trust your judgment, Danny." When nothing happened, she lifted the bouquet to her face, scrutinizing them with narrowed eyes. "If you want to date Vlad, it's not like I can do anything to stop you. I can only ask that you explain it to me when we get some time to do so. I still support you, little brother."

Danny's hesitancy on the other end was palpable and she couldn't help but smile. She raised the roses to her face, smelling their sweetness. Soft petals tickled her cheeks and a pink flush spread over her face. "I guess I'll talk to you later then," he said.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Danny. Go enjoy it," Jazz said.

"You too. Bye, Jazz."

[ectoplasmicsoda]

Fr the type to ignore everyone else at a public event

[ectoplasmicsoda]

Me, trying to survive at work

My brain: Hey. Bloobloods mermay au. Walker is a big fish (orca maybe) following Jazz and her dads fishing boat to flirt w her behind Jacks back

Me: d a mn it

[ectoplasmicsoda]

Been awhile since ive drawn these two huh

[ectoplasmicsoda]

Sodaaaa!! I got two for you as well if you're interested!!

1. Bloobloods: Taste

2. Pompep: Ring

~harley <3

HIIII HARLEYYYYY

1. Bloobloods - Taste

Jazz frowned and smacked her lips together as she stared down at her cupcake icing, brows furrowed. So close, so very close. . .

A chill ran up her spine and she turned to see Walker wander into the kitchen, coffee mug in one hand and newspaper in the other.

Grabbing the tasting spoon she leaned across the counter with it outstretched. "Ah! Ahah! Help me. What's missing?"

The Warden barely paused as he leaned down to drive-by lick the spoon. He also smacked his lips together as he placed his cup on the counter to begin pouring from the mug. There was a pause before he rumbled out, "Lemon juice."

"God, thank you!"

Jazz caught his little smile as Walker replied, "Anytime, darlin'."

2. Pompep - Ring

Danny once again in class found his finger feeling horribly empty.

His thumb tried to go to it to twist as he watched the class in front of him work. He hated lab days. Hated them with a burning passion. His finger always felt disgusting empty which. Man. He'd never thought himself as a jewlery guy but. .

Being engaged to a man who insisted on a giant rock ring had ruined that hadn't it?

He reached under his coat and cupped the necklace threaded ring and exhaled, letting Vlad's warm soak through him from it.