#nny2

[extrareality-blog]

nny2 replied to your post: i feel kind of sad that i drive people...

thhis is very relatable ppl come to my blog for my divinity text posts and get driven away when i start talling about godzilla…….

i dont quite know why people come to my blog but ive made some pretty general posts about ableism that got extra info added to them then circulated wildy and, if people followed me for that, well, theyre probably very disappointed or at best confused right now

[ask-danny-phandom]

"Danny, yo, Danny. You a'ight there?" You heard from a little, possibly 4th-wall-breaking birdy that your old friend could use a friend. And hey, you're the palest two-wheel-device around, so why not. You just hope he can heard you as you call through his door and knock on it.

Danny heard a knock at the door, as well as an old, familiar voice. His ears perked, looking up from the bathroom floor. Shit. "J-juST A SECOND!" He called out, hastily slapping on bandages on his legs before pulling up a pair of sweat pants, phasing through a few walls to get to the door. He took a breath to calm himself, but let's face it, he was never calm these days; only anxious and tired. He opened the door, looking up at his old friend. He almost smiled, seeming a little relieved to see such a familiar face. Upon a little thinking, he blushed green and furrowed his eyebrows, worried.

"U-uh, hay Johnny...um...how ya been?...I m-mean, what, what brings you here?" He asked, coughing awkwardly and leaning against the doorframe to seem "cool". Although really, it's cuz his legs ached and his body was exhausted from not sleeping. Indeed it looked like he hadn't slept in a good long while, and it was true, he hadn't; he looked like shit, the poor guy.