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[haikujitsu]

Just dropping by again to say, yo you are writing a LEGEND.

If by legend you mean a story that keeps going on... and on... and ON... 

Man, I really hope I don’t die young. If I go to my grave and SoaD is the only major work I’ve completed, then I’m going to be really annoyed at myself.

[haikujitsu]

[SPOILERS] Another chapter that adds to the coiling suspense of the story ;) Sam and Pamela feels in-character, so do the other students. Very well done. Though, is Sam being unnecessarily reckless? Engaging a bunch of high schoolers on ghost ethics, then releasing an unpredictable ghost on a reluctant crowd (to prove her point?) isn't really the best way to go about bringing Danny back.

Shoot, I keep meaning to respond to this. I’m glad you like the characterization, thank you!

And yes, she’s being stupidly reckless. But you have to put yourself in her shoes - she’s feeling frustrated and helpless, and it seems like nothing but extreme action will actually shake people up and force them to change. This is the gal who let a 400-lb gorilla loose on a whim, remember. 

[nabtime]

prompt: Us Against the World - Westlife ; pairing: #badgercereal

bless u derpy <333

It didn’t seem to matter how long Vlad had been in space; noone on Earth had forgiven him for his ridiculous stunt and was still, still, treated as a leper everywhere hewent. He understood for the most part, failing to take over the world like thathad been the worst and, frankly, most ludicrous plan he’d ever tried to executeand had it been anyone else he would have been furious too. But it still hurt.

Being lost in space could make you reflect on things. Thingsyou would have adamantly ignored otherwise. Things that might have beenscreaming at you from the back of your mind but you were too lost in bitternessand the thrill of power to take heed from it.

And Vlad had been floating in space for years.

But if he could’ve stayed in space he definitely would’ve,but unfortunately, while his ghost half sustained him for a very lengthy period of time it couldn’tsustain him forever, else he’d become a full ghost. Which might have beenpreferable to the pure hatred and vitriol that was spat his way, every day. Itwas starting to wear him thin.

He made runs for food every other day, rummaging andcollecting as much as he could. He, Vlad Masters, was dumpster diving tosurvive. They’d taken all of his wealthafter all and he deserved nothing less, even if it hurt and further bruised hiswounded pride. He’d fallen just as far as he ever could and he felt the shamedeep in his bones. He regretted what he did but he didn’t know what to do aboutit but wallow like the scum he felt he was. It was what he deserved, as he haddecided in space, to be alone and hated.

So one could imagine his surprise when he found DanielFenton standing outside the door of his hovel, looking nervous and unsure.

Vlad paused and simply observed the boy that had once beenhis “enemy.” He’d grown. Vlad felt oddly proud.

“Are you lost?” the question came out of his mouth unbiddenbut he didn’t take it back.

“No,” Daniel shook his head, “I don’t think so, at least…”the boy, a young man now, narrowed his eyes and looked more closely at old manbefore him. Then his eyes lit up in recognition and Vlad held his breath in shockwhen Daniel gave him a small smile. “Found you, Vlad.”

“You-,” he didn’t know what to say, “Were looking for me?”

“Yeah,” Daniel said softly, “Ever since…” he trailed off andlet the rest of the sentence hang in the air between them.

Vlad clung to the ratty leftovers of his suit, at a loss forwords and confused beyond anything else, “Why?”

Daniel looked away, off into the distance, and grimaced.But, oddly, Vlad didn’t think it was because of him. He’d seen that hauntedlook before. Likely in the mirror at some point. “Everyone deserves a secondchance,” the sentence was strained but said firmly, like he truly believed it.

“Even me?”

A resolute nod. “Even you,” the boy smirked a bit and Vladfelt better somehow, “Fruitloop.”

Vlad returned the smile, and opened his mouth to speakbefore a rattling crash caught their attention and something came hurtlingtowards Vlad’s head along with the words “Go to hell, Masters!”

Vlad was just able to dodge thanks to the leftover reflexesof his ghost half, but the pain these encounters usually caused him seemeddeeper now. Worse.

“Hey!” Daniel shouted and Vlad jumped at the sound, “Fuckoff!”

“Language, Daniel,” he chided before he could stop himself,shell-shocked at the young man’s reaction. Out of all the people to stand upand defend him…

Daniel gave him another cheeky grin, “Aw, come on Vlad-ster,I’m an adult, I can say what I like.”

Vlad scoffed but, again, he couldn’t hold back fromreturning the smile, even if it felt cracked and lopsided from disuse.

“Besides,” Daniel continued as he slung an arm over Vlad’sshoulders and walked the man away from his crumbling hovel, “It’s us againstthe world now, Vladdy.”

“Us against the world?”

“Yeah,” he nodded enthusiastically, “You and me, bro. We’llget you back on your feet and everything. Together. That sound alright?”

“That sounds perfect, Daniel.”

[ddhalia]

ok listen here the few DP phans who started following me on derpychemist

This is a pharmacy and personal life blog. I will not be posting Danny Phantom related material here. For some o’ that go to my sideblog: derpydoodlies.

I WILL rant about the crazy codeine addict across the street and shove statin conspiracies down your throat. I will occasionally moan about how my toast isn’t done right this morning.

Just a fair warning.

[rainbowfiish]

would be nice if you can draw winged phantom :D pretty pls

ive actually done that before! you can find it here

also sorry i don’t really take requests just in general ;u; i do every once in a while on my main blog but only when i make posts about it (so like, only for short periods of time and for specific kinds of requests)