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flamingpudding · 7 months

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Ghost Kitten

A/N: I got fascinated with the idea of Danny being Selina's son and then during work this sort of idea formed in my head.

Danny wasn't supposed to know yet. Jack had it all prepared for when Danny would get to learn about this. But this, this was not how Danny was supposed to learn about his origins yet. Jack Fenton wasn't sure how to react, so he ended up possible reacting in the worst way possible if he judged it by the way his sweet little boy was looking at them.

Jack tried to remember where it went wrong. Jazz had come to them, told them Danny wanted to have an important talk. That it was so important that she needed both of them to focus on him seriously. It had worried Maddie and him at first and when they sat down on the couch facing their children they weren't sure what to expect. But then his boy told him about the accident he had in the lap, about how things changed even asking them if they ever noticed how Danny's behaviours changed.

Jack had to admit then, that he hadn't really noticed and it made his mouth taste like dirt. He didn't like where this was going. He saw how his children exchanged a glance and then his sweet boy told them the truth and Jack could feel the horror overtaking his entire mind. The accident had changed Danny even worse.

He couldn't help but remember a term he had last heard long ago before his collage years even. Meta Human. His son had become a Meta human with ghost based powers and had kept it a secret from them for so long. Jack didn't know how to react then and still didn't know now. All he could think about were the horrors he had put his sweet little son through. All the times he had offhandedly said he would tear him apart molecule by molecule. In how much fear did his son have to live until he gathered enough courage to tell them, most likely only because Jazz was there to support him?

Jack didn't want to imagine it anymore. All he wanted was to hug his little boy and tell him that everything would be okay but before he could do anything. Maddie, his until then wonderful, wife told them something in return they had an agreement over when to tell them.

"You're adopted. You are not my child."

Until then Jack had always thought Maddie loved Danny just as much as he did but as he locked at his wife and saw the steely coldness flickering in them with distress. He wasn't so sure anymore. Torn between being angry at Maddie for the first time after so long and wanting to comfort his boy, Jack could do nothing but sat frozen as his beloved family broke apart before his eyes.

Suddenly Maddie and Jazz got into a headed argument, Danny was starting to draw into himself, making himself smaller watching his mother and sister fight. Until Maddie stormed out fo the room. Jazzie gave him a challenging look but Jack didn't know what to say so instead, what he had planned to tell his son when he turned 18 he was going to tell him now.

"Danny you know how we have barely any contact with family from my side? There is a reason behind it. But the important part here is that the only one I do keep sort of contact with is my fourth cousin and even that is nothing more than a couple messages ever few months."

"And what does that have to do with Danny?" Jazz pressed on while his little boy finally got the courage to look up at him.

"Dann-no, I need for you to now that no matter what you are or what I am going to tell you, you are my little boy, my son." Jack did everything he could to stare reassuringly at his boy and smiled once he saw him smile just a little too, he was most likely relieved that he was taking the news better than his mother.

"About 16 year ago, my fourth cousin contacted me out of the blue, till then we had only exchanged a couple of words and theories and projects. But that time was different. She was panicked, unsure and distressed. I don't know the specifics, all she told me was that she had gotten pregnant with a child from a fling who she wasn't sure wanted a relationship with or not and that she couldn't take care of a child in a city as dangerous as where she lived."

Understanding dawned on his daughter's face and Jack smiled fondly, Jazzie-pants had always been a smart cookie. "She didn't want to put the baby into her system, nor let a stranger take care of it. So she asked me and the moment I saw the little baby the first time. I knew he would be my son no matter what or how long she would want for me to take care of him."

Danny blinked wide eyed at Jack as finally his boy also understood what he was telling him. "Technically you are my fifth cousin, but I would prefer for you to stay my son for as long as you want."

He left his children after telling Danny the truth of his origin. Jack new he would love his son no matter what he was or his reaction towards the truth of his origins. Still he hoped this would not tear his family apart and that it would only take a day or two for Maddie to cool off for things to go back to an adjusted normal. Jack mused that he would have to diele back on the ghost ripping comments, he wouldn't want for his little boy to live in fear in their own house.

That what he thought until he saw his wife stewing in their bedroom, muttering about theories and how their boy wasn't their boy. He knew his wife, and dearly loved her. But it was because he knew her that he did the next thing he felt like regretting the next moment.

Danny is no longer safe with us. - J

He didn't get an answer from his cousin and the next morning he knew why. He did expect for her to want to remove Danny from their care, but he did not expect her to visit him with barely any time delay the next day.

All he could do was to stare and watch as Selina appeared on his doorstep with a man that was glaring at him and Jack might have only seen in magazines before, asking if she could meet her boy and how much he had already told Danny about his birth. And when he saw his baby boy's reaction to the two he wanted to do nothing more than hug and cuddle his little boy but once again, he got beaten to it by his fourth cousin.

His poor boy looked so unsure when Selina hugged him that Jack really wanted to take him away again, but he had no other choice, if he wanted to ensure his boy's safety.

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fightclubgayporn · 5 days

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scarlet pilgrim's precious little life (more under the cut)

anyway. not pictured are wanda wells, steph stills, young nora, jules powers, steve pilgrim, lysander guycott, harris hawkes, sammy & monroe and mobile. her name is the same <3

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thesongofpurplesummer · 9 months

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Imagine telling someone in 2014 that in the future, Maddie Ziegler from ‘Dance Moms’ would be featured in Steven Spielberg’s ‘West Side Story’ movie musical

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callsignmarz · 4 months

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MDNI | 18+ : Soap x Reader AU: Euphoria x COD

TW-ments alcohol, arson, DV, sexual content and explicit language.

“Twisted Games”

What was the saying, new year, new me?

Well if only that shit were true...Neither of you would simply just let it go. In the beginning, you both appeared to be picture perfect.

The 'It' couple.

The two of you were inseparable, catering to each other's every little need and desire, wallowing in the epitome of love. Thriving off of people either wanting to be you or to fuck you. Slowly building an empire on envy and lust.

But, like every relationship, there were...cracks.

Some bigger than others.

It was a quarter until midnight and more bodies flood into the lavish airbnb that Gaz booked up. It was said this New Year's party was going to be one for the books. By the looks of it, they weren’t kidding either.

The LED lights hue a kaleidoscope of captivating colors as the bass of the music pulsates through the speakers and smoke wafts through the air.

Closing your eyes, you throw back another shot of vodka. The cool liquid goes down smoothly, your face begins to pucker, struggling with the burn that lingered. Your best friend of 3 years, Winnie, hands over the chaser you both shared and you swiftly extinguish the fire in your throat with Sprite.

"Bitch, you're going to black out before the new year even starts!" She chortled, sounding equally if not more, intoxicated.

"And? I want to black out this whole. Fucking. Year." You drawled each syllable in a slur. The rim of the red solo cup in your hand lightly taps at your bottom lip, getting ready to swallow what's left.

The second you make eye contact with her, the two of you are bursting out laughing. Winnie’s hand clamps down on your arm, holding for support as you mindlessly stumble into each other. After the laughter dies down, Winnie checks the time on her phone and you manage to gulp down another shot.

“We have about, 20 minutes until it’s the New Year and we both need to find someone worth a New Year’s Kiss.” Winnie mentions dryly as her eyes wander off into the sea of people. The smile on her face then evaporates, spotting trouble from a far. "Oh the fucking balls on this guy." She mutters.

Your brows knit together in confusion. “What? Who?”

As you turn to meet with her gaze, your chin tilts down, glaring through your eyebrows. All the fun you were having prior was immediately sucked out of the room.

The fucking audacity.

"Soap!" Gaz calls out as he bumped wrists with Johnny, who had his Herculean arm wrapped around some random skinny blonde. Gaz was never one to judge, but given who was at his party; he could already sense the looming tension. "What's goin' on, brother? Happy New Year's. Glad you could make it. So, uh...who's this?" He casually points, with an awkward smile.

"Of course. Happy New Year's. And uh…This is..." Johnny thinks for a moment, though, of course, he couldn't really find the fuck to give what her name was. Her job tonight was to smile pretty, wave a few times and end with his load on her, preferably on her perked up rack.

The blonde boobs for brain, frolickly rolls her eyes, extending her hand out to Gaz. "I'm Amber."

"Nice to meet you, Amber." Gaz says in a friendly tone as he shook her hand. His eyes flicker over to Johnny with worry eddying.

"So, you and y/n..?"

When your name was mentioned, Johnny shoots Gaz a quick look with resentment and ire ticking in his jaw. His free hand swipes over his face, fixing it and his hold on Amber.

"Fuck that crazy bitch." He denounces in a low voice.

Gaz doesn’t say anything, instead he simply nods as he took a sip from his drink. Technically, Johnny wasn't lying. It also didn't come as a shock either, but it was a touchy subject.

For the both of you.

"I swear to god, Winnie, if he fucks her tonight. I will commit arson." You hissed out your promise with liquid courage backing you up.

Winnie methodically takes your drink away, familiar with your temperament, setting it to the side. Her hand circles back, combing her fingers through your hair, smoothing out your fly aways and nerves.

"On the bright side. You are way prettier than her. She literally looks like someone he picked up last minute at the pub. Definitely a downgrade."

"Clearly, which is so disrespectful on Johnny’s end. At least if you're going to rebound publicly, make sure the girl is worth showing off."

Winnie nods in agreement. “Exactly.”

You squint as Johnny and his plus one walk away from Gaz, maneuvering their way through the cesspool of bodies to dance. When they find a spot of their choice, Amber casts her arms up and around Johnny's neck, swaying her hips to the beat of the music as his palms gently glide down her curves until they lounged on her waist.

Johnny's midwinter blue eyes came up to sweep the room, promptly linking with yours. The corners of his mouth curled into a smug smirk, fully aware you would be watching. He had purposefully made sure to flaunt the piece of ass that he snagged right in front of you.

And just like that, the war was on.

And of course, he was winning.

Drumming your acrylic nails against the porcelain countertop, your chest heaves as the blood in your veins pumps with a potent mixture of bitterness and spite. Johnny pulls Amber closer, cradling her as they grind their bodies together. Mindful that your eyes would follow, Johnny’s hands fall from Amber’s waist to grope her non-existent ass. His eyes darken to a deep glacial blue as they glance back at you, ensuring that you’re witnessing everything.

It was when Amber's lips instinctively find their way to the crook of his neck, leaving a trail of kisses, that finally pushed you off the edge.

"Oh yeah, asshole? Two can play at this game." You grumbled, bolting from the kitchen, in search for a relatively semi-decent looking guy at the party.

"What did you s— Wait y/n!" Winnie goes to protest, but it was too late.

You had made up your mind and set out on your mission.

Approaching the first guy that caught your eye, you were ticking every box. Taller than Johnny? Check. Burly built? Check. Chestnut brown hair and not stupid drunk, but most importantly; not ugly. Triple check.

At the moment, the guy was having a casual conversation with what you assumed were his friends, but was soon interrupted by the hasty sounds of your heels clicking against the tile floor, catching his attention before your question did.

“What’s your name?”

“Paul.” He answers with a sly smirk, giving you a swift once-over.

“Let’s go, Paul. We’re dancing.” You say with no excitement in your voice, giving him no room to object—not like he was going to anyways.

Paul lets you steal him away, holding his hand as you deliberately drag him to the middle of the dance floor and just a few feet away from your ex-boyfriend and his poor excuse for arm candy.

Feeling the beat of the music, you spin to turn your back towards Paul, allowing his hands to roam while you rock your hips against his body. Johnny huffs out a dry laugh, his eyes nearly black as you torment him, rolling your perfect ass into another man’s groin. Your bodies moved in sync as your hands glide up, accentuating your curves with your fingertips.

God, you were so sexy…

He hated that you were. It drove him crazy in the relationship and it was driving him crazy now. But, that was also his favorite thing about you. Especially when you were his and his alone.

The standoff between you and Johnny continues with the tension bound to break at any given time, unbeknownst to Paul and Amber.

Tipping your head back, you lean into Paul with your eyes closing shut, solely focused to the beat of song. Your heart picks up a pace when you felt his hand paw at your left breast. It was unwarranted and instinctively you pushed yourself off. Before you could open your mouth to say something, you’re then hauled away by Johnny, his grip bruising and secure while he ruthlessly shoves people out of his way.

“Get out my fuckin’ way!” Johnny roars out a path, startling you and those around. Looking back, you see Paul and Amber standing there, sharing the same dumbfounded expression and a victorious smile glosses over your lips.

Once you make it outside, Johnny doesn’t stop there. He leads you over to the side of the house, steering clear of listening ears. The music fades into a faint rhythmic boom contrasting with your drunken giggles.

“Oh, you’re laughin’ are ya?” He bites with a vicious edge in his tone, which you found more attractive than amusing.

“Yeah I really am, Johnny. Is there a problem?” You challenge, knowing what buttons to push.

When you both turn the corner, his hand releases your wrist and in a split second, the air in your throat is held captive by Johnny’s vice grip. The back of your head hits the graveled siding with a dull pain blooming from the impact and your nails dig into his arm, leaving streaks of carmine behind.

“Problem?” Johnny repeats in a deep growl as he leans in dangerously close. “Yeah, I got a fuckin’ problem. You’re dancin’ around with some limp dick fuckhead, actin’ like you like that shit.”

Although his hold on your neck was damning, you managed to slip out a chuckle. “And what if I do, huh? Yet, you can waltz in with some blonde bitch?” Your strained words were like gasoline to a fire pit as the anger in his bloodstream shooting up a couple of degrees and his grip tightens as a result.

“Keep talkin’ y/n…” He grits his warning through his teeth with the tip of his nose pecking your cheekbone.

The heat from Johnny’s breath wisps at your neck and derails down your spine. You bite your lip, aroused and bracing.

“Or what? Are you going to put me in my place?”

Despite the heavy load of jealousy and fury, his hand twitches as does his cock, steadily swelling in his blue jeans. Tilting his head down, Johnny’s eyes rake over you and the solid black, over the shoulder laced sequined dress you wore.

It hugged your curves almost too perfectly.

A mirthless smirk twisted his lips. It didn’t take a genius to know this dress was meant for easy access. You felt him press against you along with the telltale sign of his arousal.

“You would want that wouldn’t you?” Johnny implied, his tone husked with libido.

Even when the two of you were together, it was a constant battle for power and it only seemed to get worse when you two would be on ‘break.’

But, in some sick and unhinged way…

You both liked it.

His question was met with a pregnant pause while the both of you burned holes into each other just by glaring. Johnny shifts further into you, riding your dress up and you shudder as your clit brushes against his knee.

“I didn’t hear you, y/n. I suggest you use that pretty little mouth of yours and tell me.” He murmured, dropping his hand to the outer part of your thighs, sliding his fingers under the thin fabric of your dress, exposing the black thong, seizing a hold around your hips so you’re slowly grinding his leg.

“Go on, babe. Tell me.”

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neverscreens · 7 months

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— TWIN PEAKS, season one.

Pilot, Part One and Two.

Traces to Nowhere, 440 Screencaps.

Zen, or the Skill to Catch a Killer, 403 Screencaps.

Rest in Pain, 384 Screencaps.

The One-Armed Man, 429 Screencaps.

Cooper's Dreams, 426 Screencaps.

Realization Time, 399 Screencaps.

The Last Evening, 464 Screencaps.

Downloadable in RAR files, 4,6GB

3.798 Screencaps in 1080p BluRay.

You can find this resource in gallery and also rar file. Like or reblog if it was useful, every interaction shows us that we should keep making screencaps for y'all ♡

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okuberlik · 1 year

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Your Twin Peaks fun fact of the day

Day #5

Many of the characters names in Twin Peaks weren't chosen just because.

Several characters are named after film noir figures, here are some examples:

Madeleine Ferguson, Laura's cousin, shares her first name with Kim Novak's character in Vertigo and her surname with James Stewart character in that same movie. Curiously enough, the movie surrounds a dead blonde and her brunette doppelgänger.

There's an insurance agent on Twin Peaks named Walter Neff, which plays homage to Fred MacMurray's character in Double Indemnity.

Also, the vet Dr. Lydecker and Waldo the bird both pay tribute to Clifton Webb's character in Laura.

And Gordon Cole, whose name is a reference to Bert Moorhouse character in Sunset Boulevard, one of David Lynch's favorite movie and biggest inspiration.

But it's not just film noir references. For instance, Dale Cooper's, whose middle name is Bartholomew, initials are the same ones as D. B. Cooper the famous hijacker who parachuted from a plane in Washington with stolen cashed and disappeared out of the blue.

And last but not least, Harry Truman's name is a reference to the Harry Truman who refused to leave his lodge during the eruption of Mount St. Helens.

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wontyouletitlie · 6 months

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Madeline A. Longbottom & Kyle T. Garber

Dandelion, into the wind you go Won't you let my darling know that? I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile Wishing on dandelions all of the time Praying to God that one day you'll be mine

Dandelions - Ruth B.

@homenum-revelio-rpg

@sweetm3lody

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key-lime-soda · 1 year

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these are the same man to me

#columbo #kyle hyde #hotel dusk #maddie this post is for you

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moregraceful · 5 months

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happy birthday kasper!!!!!!!!! i hope you have a wonderful day and a fulfilling year ahead of you!! 🩵🩵

(ps i learned today that kyle rau signed with the barracuda and i’m feeling several ways about it)

I'm having a great day, thank you my friend!!! Love you!!!

I saw the Kyle Rau signing and I was like where do I know this man bc it sure as fuck is not from him playing in Abbotsford and then I checked AO3 and I was like oh it's blorbo from Maddy's fanfictions!!! And then as any reasonable person would expect, checked Nick Bjugstad's Capfriendly page to see if he's on a two way and if the Yotes sent Bjuggy to Tucson, could Bjuggy and Kyle could have a dramatic meeting in the worst possible situation (Roadrunners-Cuda game). But I think it wouldn't happen :( obviously this org is hell and it's every vet's last option before retiring or going abroad BUT I'm very very excited for Kyle because I love a vet AND because our forward corps vets have been....uh I love them dearly and want them carnally, but we lack a coherent leadership structure overall (no fucking captain) imho and I'm hopeful that Kyle having been around the block longer than any of our rostered vets except I think Šimek will provide some stability for the forward corps. And given that last year's dmen were apparently out in the world calling Pat Sieloff their best friend by the end of the season, I feel confident that the Maddy's blorbo to Barracuda veteran pipeline will be fruitful for me specifically, if not anyone else.

#our pxp guy opening an interview with siels with ''so knyzhov calls you his best friend how do you feel about that?'' lives rent free #i hope we get an interview with kyle where nolly opens with ''so cardwell [our littlest forward rookie] says you're his dad...''#cage replies #crimescene #MADDY #hockey for ts #OH AND OF COURSE I WELCOME ANY LORE DROPS HERE ON TUMBLR OR IN THE DMS #i know this man's exploits on ao3. but not irl

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1st-lil-poet · 25 days

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{𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲}

[TW: Murder & Blood]

[ 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐲𝐩𝐬𝐨 belongs to @bluetorchsky and 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲 belongs to @thesoulesscollection !

[𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞, 𝐁𝐨𝐛𝐛𝐲, and 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚 belong to me!]

[1/2]

✝️[Bobby Angels: Deceased/FALSE]

🥀[Veronica Angels: Alive/TRUE]

🌹[Maddie Angels: Alive/TRUE]

📷[Deadname|Al Kohaul Angels:Alive/TRUE]

🩹[Kyle Baxter Angels: Alive/TRUE]

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The Runner & Angels Families are known for their knowledge of many different types of magic for generations.Rumor has spread that they are quite religious, yet know some demonic rituals… Let’s talk about family members! :D

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Al Kohaul: The middle child of the family. Al is a shy, closeted transgender man who has a great eye for photography! (He’s the child in the blue dress.) He’s has the ability to see other people’s dreams, memories and past. He has been forced to join more “Lady like” clubs by his mother… but ends up hiding in the shadows every time. Speaking of which, he loves the dark as it reminds him of the night sky. He’s a bit photogenic despite his love for taking pictures. Al has mixed match eyes and often covers it up with his hair. His powers does have some downsides like if he overuses it, you might see him coughing up blood or worse, having a seizure…

Kyle Baxter: Is proudly the oldest! He’s immune to pain and often got himself hurt as a child. (He’s the kid in the red shirt and bandages.) He pretends to be weak and cowardly, but is quite strong and capable to fight 10 people at once! He is quite protective of his siblings and cousins, so if there is chaos happening because of his siblings doing, Kyle finds a way to keep it unseen. He can hear other people heartbeats, track people down just by smelling their blood, and climb up walls and buildings! The only downside is… he can get EXTREMELY hungry and when he’s hungry, HE HUNTS.

Maddie Angels: She’s the youngest of the three. She has a passion for fashion and has a side business making clothes. Maddie is currently working for Honey and might be her favorite employee. She LOVES to skatebroad! She’s albino but, yet people mistakes her for being white most times, it happens so many times that she just gave up and accepts it. (She's the little girl in pink) We know about Heartbreaker, but want to know about her skills? She has sonic scream, super speed and can shape shift. The downside is if she stays in the form for too long, she’ll feel VERY nauseous and lightheaded. She hates her mom for killing her dad, to make it worse, her mother's reason was “Your daddy had a demon in him, so mommy had to crave it out.” Now, she’s is happily adopted by Calypso!

Bobby Angels: INFORMATION REDACTED.

Veronica Angels: Mother of the three. Paranoid about everything and everyone… She can see people sins, demons and desires. She often forgets to take her medication due to overworking herself. One day, she forgets to take them and fighting with Bobby, it sadly ended with killing her husband. Veronica is currently in a mental hospital, regretting what she’s done. If you try to speak to her, all you’ll hear will be, “I'm sorry, my babies. I don’t mean it…”

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EDIT: Sorry, if I made this dark!!!!

#the henry stickmin collection #maddie angels #thsc oc #al kohaul #kyle baxter #calypso bells #honey kinsley #bobby angels #veronica angels

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