Danny’s parents want to kill him and he’s like “f in the chat y’all dinner boutta be so awkward tonight smh”
Ok so I know everyone loves the angsty headcannons where Danny is terrified of his parents cuz they wanna kill him but we’ve had that hot take since 2005 I’m here for a source material revival, the much more entertaining “Danny’s parents want to kill him and he actively doesn’t give a fuck”
CUZ UH, IM REWATCHING THE FIRST SEASON AND I FORGOT HOW GENUINELY BLASÉ HE IS ABOUT MADDIE AND JACK TRYING TO GET HIS ASS ITS SO FUNNY.
Like mom holding a literal ghost gun to his head: eh kinda unphased he even has time to quip, his parents say they wanna tear em to pieces: meh see u guys at dinner, LIKE OUR GUY IS SO UNPHASED HE THINKS THIS SHIT IS FUNNY! (s1 ep. 14 public enemy)
And he’s unphased despite knowing his parents tech works and knowing that his mother is actually a good shot. So like I love angst Danny and y’all should keep up the good work but where is my s1 Danny ‘COULDN’T give less of a fuck about his parents’ Fenton representation?
Cuz think of this, for your DPXDC AU consideration, Danny would fit in so well with the bat gang if only because they could try to stab, shoot, capture, brainwash, and stalk him and he’d be like “oh cool villain of the week shit? Nice, what’re we having for lunch.” He. Wouldn’t. Flinch.
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I just found out that my aversion to Jared Padalecki's acting is not solely limited to Sam Winchester... I tend to love horror movies --- those that are good quality, and those that aren't --- and I watched Cry_Wolf a few years back. I hadn't recognized jpeg from it when I first started watching SPN, but I realized it not long ago, and just...
I swear, his best acting in that film was forgettable; his worst was either downright atrocious or little better than his actual, irl personality.
I can't help but wonder if I would have liked Sam better were he played by a better actor. (Though, tbf, I don't think I would have... I think it'd just be another Mary situation where the character would be well-acted but equally atrocious. I'd just lose the comedic material of his sole method of acting being clenching his masseter muscle or developing a Wi-Fi symbol between his eyebrows.)
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WIP Wednesday
Me: I wonder why I got all caught up in fluffy scenes instead of working on the next chapter
Also me: *clicks into WIP chapter where I hurt a lot of feelings. To include my own.* Oooohhhhhh. Yep that’d do it.
A Step to the Right
Ch 5:
He ripped himself from the echo. No. Impossible. But now that he was looking for it thin traces of his dead friend's presence were everywhere. Different than he remembered but there.
It wasn't possible. He'd felt their bond snap. Felt his friend die. There was no faking that. There wasn't. This was a lie. A trick. A Jedi trap. His fingers curled into fists and he melted back into the shadows. He would make them regret using Obi-Wan's face, his name. His Master wanted the man, he never specified in what condition.
And for a pallet cleanser, some of that fun fluffy stuff I wrote that won’t fit into the story at all:
Anakin spat a string of rapid huttese. Most of what Jango understood was incredibly rude.
“Anakin!” Obi-Wan scolded from where he was suspended.
“What?!” Anakin shot back. “It’s true.”
“Yes, well just because it’s true doesn’t mean we say it out loud.” Obi-Wan answered his ad primly. “For instance, what purpose would it serve to tell him he must be incompetent because my shackles have come loose?”
The guard lurched almost comically towards the elder Jetii. Sure enough, Obi-Wan’s shackles fell to the floor and he slammed both feet into the guard’s chest. He then curled upward, gripping the chains in his hands until he was suspended upside down. Something clacked against his teeth and then his manacles popped open, causing the man to tumble down. He landed in a crouch, a few strands of his hair falling into his face. “Although I suppose the tactic does have some merits.” He said as he straightened up and shot a wink at Jango.
“Ugh, gross.” Anakin gagged. “Would you stop flirting and get us down?”
“Of course dearest.”
Obi-Wan released Anakin first and then, with lingering fingers and a coy smile, released Jango. The Mandalorian groaned, hands catching pale wrists before they could withdraw completely. “Meshla. The things you do to me.” The words were whispered against his jetii’s lips before he covered them in a brief chaste kiss. Fingers brushing against Obi’ka’s tunic just above his heart.
“We should go before Anakin decides to leave us behind.” Obi-Wan huffed a laugh but leaned back in to plant his own kiss on Jango’s smile anyways.
“Too late.” Anakin called back to them from the hall. “You can find your own way out. I’m rescuing myself.”
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so much love for characters who are desperately unsure whether they’re a good person, a redeemable person, a person worth saving, but are absolutely certain that they’re a grade a hottie
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i really love when people have favourites within their own ocverses you made that guy and then you got obsessed with them
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he says i hate everyone except you and that is addictive and that is kind of romantic and beautiful because you're young and you're kind of a sarcastic asshole too and you don't like bad boys, per say, but you don't really like good ones either. and you like that you were the exception, it felt like winning.
except life is not a romance book, and he was kind of being honest. he doesn't learn to be nice to your friends. he only tolerates your family. you have to beg him to come with you to birthday parties, he complains the whole time. you want to go on a date but - people are often there, wherever you're going. he's just so angry. about everything, is the thing. in the romance book, doesn't he eventually soften? can't you teach him, through your own sense of whimsy and comfort?
at first - you know introverts often need smaller friend groups, and honestly, you're fine staying at home too. you like the small, tidy life you occupy. you're not going to punish him for his personality type.
except: he really does hate everyone but you. which means he doesn't get along with his therapist. which means he has no one to talk to except for you. which means you take care of him constantly, since he otherwise has no one. which means you sometimes have to apologize for him. which means he keeps you home from seeing your friends because he hates them. you're the single exception.
about a decade from this experience, you'll type into google: how to know if a relationship is codependent.
he wraps an arm around you. i hate everyone except you. these days, you're learning what he's actually confessing is i have very little practice being kind.
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