piece for a haikaveh zine
idk why people photoshopped the crying cat meme on this pic when the unedited version is so powerful
some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.
What if Danny photographs weird even in human form, and it outs him to his class. Like, his ghostly traits are more prominent or something. So he just leans into it to get them to keep their mouths shut.
Danny, staring wide-eyed at the class photo being projected on the whiteboard: eh... shit..
Mr. Lancer, looking between the photo and Danny: Who are you?
Danny, glancing at his horrified classmates: Er, still Danny Fenton, unfortunately
Dash: Fenturd is possessed??
Danny: What?? No!
Kwan: Then-?
Danny: Ugh! I died a while ago! It's not my fault you didn't notice!
Mr. Lancer, paling: Great Scotts Fitzgerald! Mr. Fenton, how long?
Danny, awkwardly: So remember how I had an accident my freshman year? Cause yeah, didn't survive that.
Star, gasping: But-but-
Danny, sighing: Look, it's fine. Don't worry about it. Just pretend you don't know. My parents can't know. I'm not willing to see if their parental love will win out over their hatred for ghosts.
Dash: Fuck, I didn't think of that.
Danny, nods: I tried not to change my behavior too much so they won't catch on and ... vivisect? Dissect? Whichever applies in this situation. So they don't experiment on me.
Kwan: If you're dead... where's your body?
Danny: erm... I'm not sure it exists? I'd have to figure out how to turn off my parents' portal without it blowing up to check. I was standing inside it when it turned on. Got to say a hazmat suit does nothing to protect you from being torn apart by a portal to the Infinite Realms. It's an awful way to go.
Star, gasps: Wait! Phantom wears-!
Danny, changes to Phantom for shits and giggles: a hazmat suit? Yeah. I know.
Dash, faintly: I've been bullying my hero...
Mr. Lancer: Oh! That's why you run out of class!
Danny: mhm, I turned on the portal, the ghosts are my responsibility. I don't want anyone getting hurt, so I'll take the brunt of it until I die again.
Mr. Lancer: while that is admirable, Mr. Fenton, you are still a child. You shouldn't be dead or be carrying this burden.
Danny: Yeah, shouldn't, but am and do.
Star: We should make you a grave!
Danny: Huh??
Star: I assume you don't have one?
Danny: Well, no. Only my sister, Sam, and Tucker knew I was dead before this. We don't like to think about it more than we have to, plus there's no body to bury..
Star, turns to the rest of the class: Hear that! We're getting Phantom a gravelot and a headstone!
Paulina: It would be nice to have a spot to drop off gifts.
Kwan: And the Fenton siblings and their friends will have a spot to mourn.
Danny, touched: Thanks, guys. I...I didn't think I'd ever have a grave...
Ghost alarms start going off suddenly and the unmistakable sounds of the Fenton Parents start thundering towards them. Danny quickly turns back human and the whole class scatters as his parents burst in. No one outs Danny. They are actually nicer and body check Wes anytime he's close to outing Danny to anyone. Kwan is polite enough to explain the danger of outing Danny as a ghost when he lives with ghost hating parents after a while. Wes feels kind of dumb for not thinking about that and finally backs off.
me two seconds ago:
"I should remember to get on danny phantom-- I mean tumblr"
Oooo can you inform this one when it's finished
(I didn't like how, can you tell me when it's finished sounded so yea)
I was just thinking about Dannys hatred for Christmas and how funny / odd itd be if Amity's citizens start noticing how snappy and overly emotional and aggressive Danny gets in December and start to collectively think it's because he died in December and is still having a hard time processing it.
Why would you kill him like this…
you are invited to their party!
i like working at plant store. sometimes you ring up someone and there's a slug on their plant and so you're like "Oh haha you've got a friend there let me get that for you" and you put the slug on your hand for safekeeping but then its really busy and you dont have time to take the slug outside before the next customer in line so you just have a slug chilling on your hand for 15 minutes. really makes you feel at peace with nature. also it means sometimes i get to say my favorite line which is "would you like this free slug with your purchase"