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moonshynecybin · 2 months
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context here and here... short fic (~1k words) about reporter au marc, turning over what their sepang could be... unspeakably divorced vibes to this one...
Marc lays the recorder down in front of Valentino. He starts, carefully neutral:
“So. You were a little bit shaky on the braking this weekend, was there any specific reason? It looked like you were having trouble with grip?”
Vale crosses his arms, narrow posture folding.
“Marc.” He counters. Face serious.
Marc ignores him. Ignores the tornado shredding his stomach. He scribbles something in his notebook, mindlessly underlining a question he doesn’t even want to ask. He’s been trying to keep it more professional, after the last few weeks. After—
“Do you need me to repeat the question?” He says.
Vale doesn’t give an inch. “Why did you write that article?”
So he did see it. Marc flicks his eyes up from his notebook, quick. Vale’s eyes bore into him. unerring. Feline.
He shrugs a little. Sucks on his teeth.
“Did you have a problem with it?” He shouldn’t, really. Wouldn’t if it were anyone else. Marc’s just doing his job, he won’t compromise that for anyone. Journalism isn't about making people happy.
“No.” Vale says, and Marc’s asked him enough questions at this point to know what he looks like when he lies.
He fingers the end of Marc’s recorder. Long hands against shitty plastic. He switches it off.
“You didn’t tell me this was going to be off the record.” Marc says mildly, like he’s joking. He doesn’t know what Vale wants from this— apparently not an interview—and judging by the expression dragging at the corners of his face, the chances of Vale indulging the small part of Marc scaffolded on hope are slim. In fact, a picture is starting to form, uneasy and edgy, lighting the barely-dormant spark of hurt in his gut.
He can’t be serious.
Vale laughs, brittle and hard.
“So you don’t regret it?”
He is serious.
Marc puts his pen down as something in him clenches, sick and determined. Vale can’t— he shouldn’t get to do this, after the last few weeks. shouldn’t get to be mad at him for the sort of article that he wouldn’t care about if anyone else had written it. Not after how he's ignored Marc, skipping over him in press scrums. After how he implied Marc was overstepping, too familiar. Not professional. After how Marc— after they—
After.
Marc feels like an idiot. Whatever. His piece is still good, his writing stands on its own. It asks valid questions, makes the correct comparisons, and gives Jorge Lorenzo a few hard-earned compliments. It's an incisive article. Interesting. Impersonal. Entirely professional.
Just like Vale wanted.
“Why would I?”
Vale keeps studying him, and Marc thinks a muscle jumps in his jaw. He meets him head on, intense. That same chemistry that they’ve been building for the last few seasons turned sour now, crackling like a live wire. Vale’s eyes drop to Marc’s mouth, then back to his eyes. His expression sets.
Marc sees him arrive at some sort of conclusion.
It can’t be just about the article— others have said worse, gone farther. Marc was careful to stay in bounds, tame and even normal compared to some of the other journos in the paddock. No remarks about his personality or his age. Just a few observations about how Jorge is steadily gaining in the standings, and how Vale is slowly losing the lead he’s had all season. The facts, as Marc sees them. Objective.
But Marc has also never written anything like that before. Has built a name for himself on complex opinions and strategic analysis. On the experience he has as a former racer, and as someone who was supposed to be on the other side of the recorder— supposed to be answering questions instead of asking them. On interviews strengthened by the easy, genuine relationship he has with Valentino Rossi.
But it’s not like he can exactly rely on that last one anymore.
Vale tilts his head forward, eyebrows up. A wry little expression plays across his face, there for a flash, before he shakes his head and pushes back his chair.
“Eh, I guess you are right.” Vale stands, nods. He leans over the table and waves a hand in the air, face animated. Cheerful, if you don’t know him. Studied nonchalance. “Why would you? It’s your job.”
He says the last bit like it means something, extra emphasis on each syllable.
“It is my job.” Marc agrees.
“Right.” Vale says, after a moment, tension threading through them both, taught as a bow string.
He says it like it’s final. Like it’s the end of something. It's exactly the same tone of voice he used a few weeks ago in Phillip Island, when Marc had stumbled out of the cold bed in his crappy hotel room and saw Vale fully dressed, looking for his wallet. About to leave. His head had whipped up when he saw Marc awake, and the look on his face was crystal clear. Had made Marc abruptly feel like he was about to vomit, cold rising from his toes as Vale started to speak.
Too young. Too close. Too unprofessional.
Right.
“Right.” Vale says again now, confirming whatever he sees in Marc’s face, blue eyes clear and remote. The hinge of his jaw is wound tight, day-old stubble blurring his sideburns.
Marc’s chest throbs.
He doesn’t say anything, lets the silence fill the room until it’s about to burst.
Vale stares at him a minute longer before he turns and leaves, door swinging behind him.
Marc sits there, staring at his notebook for a long time.
He doesn’t end up writing anything.
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boyzcatchingfire · 7 months
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8:59 PM ~ *Lee Sangyeon*
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Summary: You haven't seen Sangyeon in ages. Now, as a reporter, you're tasked to write an article about The Boyz. Do you think he'll still remember you?
Pairing: Lee Sangyeon X G/N!Reader
Genre: Fluffy Drabble
Word Count: 367
Warning: N/A
Masterlist
Taglist: @foxwinter
“Well, well, well, if it isn't Lee Sangyeon.”
The man in question whipped his head around until his gaze landed on you. Shock became evident on his face after that and it made you laugh.
“Y/n? Is that you?”
“The one and only!”
His eyes widened, taking you all in. “Wow! I can’t believe it’s you! How long has it been?”
“Long enough it seems.” You continued to laugh. “You look amazing by the way.”
“You look great too!” he tumbled over his words and his cheeks turned pink. “Uh, what have you been up to lately?”
“Well, I’m a reporter now.” You answered, showing him your press pass. “So I’m here to do a cover story on the concert.”
His jaw dropped slightly before he smiled. “Wow! That’s awesome! I’m glad your dream finally came true! Although, I’m a little embarrassed you’re covering The Boyz.”
You grinned mischievously. “Well, when I found out you were the leader, I just had to take on the story. My boss was more than happy to give it to me.”
“Oh, well, I’m glad you’re here.”
“The press is here?” Sunwoo popped up behind him with a sly grin.
“And they seem to be awfully close with you, Sangyeon.” Chanhee added, making their leader’s cheeks go pink.
You chuckled. “I would hope so. After all, we are childhood friends.”
“Oh that’s so cute!” Haknyeon gushed. “It’s like a meet-cute from a drama! This is so sweet!”
As Sangyeon’s face darkened even more, Jacob took it upon himself to shoo the other members away. “Alright, that’s enough out of you all. Keep it moving.”
“You’re no fun!” Changmin pouted, but left regardless with the other members that had previously surrounded you and Sangyeon.
Before Jacob left, however, he added, “By the way, he does have some time for a one-on-one interview, in case you were interested.”
As Sangyeon shoved him, you laughed. “Well, if you have the time, I would love to interview you.”
“Really?” You nodded and he took a deep breath. “Alright.”
“And if you want to do some more in-depth reminiscing and catching up later, I’m free for coffee tomorrow if you are.”
“Coffee? Tomorrow? That sounds perfect.”
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ramblesanddragons · 7 months
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Encatober Day 17 (Birthday time for me and the triplets!): Home
Over the years there have been rumors of magic in the jungles. While preparing for this piece I spoke to people all over the city about what kind of magic. The responses I received are summed up as follows:
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National Geographic Day & National Seed Swap Day
Person A is working for a nature magazine in the far future where they often have to go to alien planets to get their article information. Person B is their intergalactic guide and pilot who has a hobby of collecting seeds, which led them down the path to getting hired by various nature magazines to shuttle around their journalists to various planets their hobby has made them familiar with for work.
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sapphicneige · 11 months
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come light a fire when you're ready - Chapter 1: when i see you i come back to life
Summary:
It was just meant to be a night of celebration, a fun time at the nightclub with her friends, a way to get drunk and celebrate a successful article. But then Lucy met Kate... the incredibly hot woman that swept her night away, that made her feel things that she hasn't felt in a long time.
It should've been so simple... so easy... but Lucy's learnt that nothing is ever easy in this world... that she should always expect things to fall apart. Especially when it comes to love.
Words: 6,301 Main Relationships: Lucy Tara/Kate Whistler Rating: E
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Vibrant city lights pulsed through the night as Lucy, her heart racing with anticipation, steps out of the taxi and onto the bustling sidewalk. The rhythmic beat of music spills out from the towering nightclub ahead, engulfing the streets with a seductive allure. She stands there, her fingers tapping against her side as she takes in the sight before her.
Kai and Jesse emerge from the cab behind her, their laughter blending seamlessly with the urban symphony that seems to swirl around them. “You ready, Luce?” Jesse places a hand on her shoulder. 
“Of course.” Lucy smiles, trying to hide the hesitancy that’s lingering inside her head from showing. She isn’t usually like this, she loves clubbing, but there’s just something about tonight that gives her an uneasy feeling. It’s as if something inside her knows that if she steps inside the club tonight… something is going to happen. “I was just waiting for you two to get your asses out of that cab.” She laughs, and, from the looks on their faces, it seems to have worked–at least somewhat.
As Lucy's laughter dances in the air, dissipating some of the tension within her, Kai grins mischievously, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Well, wait no more, my dear Lucy. The night awaits us," he declares, his voice laced with contagious enthusiasm.
Jesse, ever perceptive, raises an eyebrow at Lucy, his concern shining through his gentle gaze. "Hey, if you're not feeling up to it, we can always go somewhere else," he offers, his tone filled with genuine consideration.
Lucy shakes her head, determined to overcome her unease. She takes a deep breath, feeling a surge of courage welling up within her. "I’m fine, don’t worry. Let's do this. Besides, we've been talking about experiencing this place for ages," she says, her voice steady, masking the lingering doubt that flickers in her eyes as she reaches into her clutch bag and pulls out a card. “After all, we’re here with Tennant’s money after all, it would be a shame to let such an opportunity go to waste.”
Jesse's concern eases slightly, reassured by Lucy's newfound determination. He nods, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Alright then, let's see what all the fuss is about," he says, his tone infused with a mix of caution and adventure.
As they approach the entrance of the nightclub, the music grows louder, enveloping them in a captivating melody. Lucy clutches the card tightly, her hand steadying her nerves. The uneasy feeling still lingers within her, but she pushes it aside, focusing on the excitement pulsating through her veins.
Continued on Ao3...
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biaswreckmepls · 5 months
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Fan-Chosen BTS fics #1 - Jan 2024 - Day 1
Save The Date
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47348806/chapters/119308645
Author: stellataes
Rating: Mature
Relationship: Min Yoongi/Park Jimin
Status: Completed
Chapters: 6/6 (70297 words)
Tags: Journalist AU, Reporter AU, Wedding AU
Summary:
After being fired from his job for writing an (apparently grossly exaggerated) article about serial fiancé jilter Park Jimin, Min Yoongi decides to vindicate himself and get his career back by catching Jimin in the act at his upcoming wedding.
AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47348806/chapters/119308645
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ikiprian · 3 months
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Mr. Fenton is a competent teacher. Almost too competent.
If Mr. Daniel Fenton had any more than a BS (with a minor in education), Tim would’ve flagged his profile as a potential Rogue. That’s the way of most charismatic academics, at least in Gotham. (Got a PhD? Instant watchlist.) Instead, he’s Gotham Academy’s newest celebrity, as a young, passionate, out-of-towner substitute while the chemistry teacher’s on maternity leave.
Tim gets the hype. Fenton seems to genuinely love teaching, and is invested in the welfare of the student body. He hands out bananas during exam week, hosts a “study habits seminar” each month to coach effective learning strategies, and the third time Tim falls asleep in his class, he even pulls Tim aside to ask if he’s doing okay. With all the late work he accepts and the protein bars he sneaks Tim, he’s every teen vigilante’s dream teacher. He could’ve been Tim’s favorite.
In fact, Mr. Fenton was Tim’s favorite. Up until Tim walks into Mr. Fenton’s chemistry classroom for a forgotten textbook, an hour after the final bell.
On the board where tallied scores for today’s review game had been kept, “THE CHEMISTRY BEHIND DR. CRANE’S FEAR GAS: ANXIOGENICS, NERI’S, & YOU,” is now scrawled. A detailed diagram of the human endocrine system projects in front of a small crowd of adoring and attentive students.
Fenton is wrist-deep in the skull cavity of an anatomical model. A short tug, and out pops the brain.
It’s plastic. It’s fake.
Tim identifies the nearest emergency exit.
Fenton turns to the door, and in the dark classroom with the projector illuminating half his face, his eyes almost seem to flash red. “What’s up, Tim?” he asks. His friendly grin is too big for his face. “I didn’t know you wanted to join the Just Science League!”
[OR: Danny’s a science teacher at Tim’s school. Gotham’s a pretty wild place, even for someone who grew up a superhero in a ghost-infested town, so he takes it upon himself to start a club teaching kids how to manage themselves in the event of a crisis. These Gothamites are pretty hardy, but a little extra training never hurt anybody! And he suspects one of his students might be a teen vigilante, like he’d been, back in the day. As a senior super, it's Danny’s duty look out for him! Surely, this is the subtlest and most appropriate way to give the kid pointers.]
[Tim immediately assumes supervillain.]
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zoe-oneesama · 5 months
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I don’t know what you were expecting babes.
Episode 51 Part 5 First < Previous > Next Season 1, Season 2, Season 3, Season 4, Season 5 Ep 41, Ep 42, Ep 43, Ep 44 Ep 45, Ep 46, Ep 47, Ep 48, Intermission, Ep 49, Ep 50
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brightgoat · 3 months
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[ Standverse AU ] [ Act 1. 6.]
The Stands catch up with one another
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moonshynecybin · 2 months
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REPORTER MARC AU???? ohhh it's so good. marc maybe never having met vale. or maybe only as a child. writing almost mythical articles about him. vale who he always wanted to be but failed. they see each other in a debrief and the TENSION is thick and they fuck obv (hero worship + vale has read all his hero worship) but then sepang 2015 happens (um. vale takes something marc wrote as a slight and openly slanders him + ruins his reputation?? not sure). and marc of course still has to write abt vale bc it's his job but. now there's a sharp undercurrent of bitterness? he knows him so well he knows how to get under his skin. and of course vale HATES being known by the media he is always putting on a mask but. marc knows him.
so crazy… and like i think, here the tension isn’t derived from racing competition it’s derived from vale’s insane relationship to fame and the media. like him putting up so much of a mask only for a member of the PRESS to be the one who can see right through him… marc coping with a lot of weird wistful feeling about not being able to ride… career ending too soon but also being JUST like vale concerning competition so he has insane insight… and vale wanting to be vulnerable with marc but being categorically unable to because he’s a JOURNALIST. forgetting himself and then self policing about it…
like. okay so marc has to stop racing sometime in his teens due to (unintelligible health reasons) so he straps on his psycho ambitious little intensely practical brain and goes okay. i will become the best racing journalist to ever live. he understands how to ride he understands the mindset he WAS going to be the next valentino rossi and now well. at least he can interview him. so marc gets a press pass and immediately rocks up to the paddock and uh. charms vale a little. hot smart but not a competitive threat. vale likes him ! marc’s questions aren’t stupid but ARE fun so vale plays ball… and they become sort of friends and flirt a little through the first years… BIG tell all interview at the end of marc’s first season that gives him SO much more credibility as a journalist… like they never quite make a move on each other because vale will NOT risk any sort of gay affair involvement with a JOURNO but they are in love. like obviously. making eye contact with each other in presscons it’s very sweet. everytime marc drops a piece everyone is like wow this is the best and most revealing vale interview in years :) and eventually, vale is like. uh oh ! oh no ! like he did not mean to share his secrets to this twink reporter he just. love his ass unfortunately
and maybe after that they fuck ONCE . just to “get it out of his system” and then it DOESNT go away and vale freaks out. pulls away goes cold clams up in press scrums… but all the while marc’s low empathy career obsessed ass writing such beautiful articles about vale (and so horny lbr). and they’re SO intimate and comfortable and frankly getting a little too close to the beating lurid heart of him… marc is seeing. he is perceiving. he is spinning it out onto the page beautifully because that is his JOB… and after they fuck and there little too much wanting on both sides. and vale shuts him out HARD. but marc (now heartbroken. framed photo of vale and him on his first day with press access in his office) is still writing those insane articles… pissed that vale is fucking with his career so he’s going even HARDER now… and vale hates being seen but also can’t get over that marc sees him. that he understands him. insane emotional experience… like what if you wanted to be seen so badly but also we’re so so scared of it when it actually happens because of your fame trauma….
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arcventi · 6 months
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House rule: when Tim falls asleep on you, you cannot, under any circumstances, move. It's cat rules. You can't get up to pee. You can't get yourself water or a snack or the TV remote. You're stuck until he wakes up. Good luck.
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International Geocaching Day & World Humanitarian Day (Late)
Person A lives at an orphanage of a strange kind that takes in orphans from across the world. The head of the orphanage’s goal is to create a complete database of the human genome and account for every single phenotype within the human population, thus why they need children from across the world. Person B is a reporter trying to get the dark secrets of the orphanage, but has been failing, since the orphans are well-cared for and given excellent medical care - along with the genetics samples they have to give every now and then. Person B recruits Person A to help them learn more about the orphanage under the pretense of an article showcasing it’s greatness, but Person A is unlike the other children - since Person A is actually an alien child from a species of genetic mimics, and their alien parent cultivated them to mimic the rarest human genes before the two were separated and Person A was snatched up the orphanage owner.
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evilminji · 8 months
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Oh... my god? Ghost Reporters.
Imagine it. Their office is in the Zone. They literally FEED of hunting for The Next Big Scoop! And Revealing The Truth! Every honest reporter that got silenced for getting a little too close to the facts. The bloody, beating, heart of societies underbelly.
Every Lois Lane that had no Kryptonian to stop some rich and powerful jackals putting them in the ground.
Well Death sure didn't stop THEM! They STILL want answers! But now they have co-wokers. Oh~ and SUPERPOWERS! And best part?
The newly appointed KING is going too and from the living world. That must mean it's okay now, RIGHT? Your majesty? You're not a RAGING HYPOCRITE, aaaaare you? :) 🎤
And... look. Danny knows full well what these piranhas are up too. He's not stupid. But Madeline Fenton raised a lot of things. Fool? Not one of um. That a LOT of reporters with sharp, sharp teeth and bloodlust in their eyes. He wants to half-live.
He compromises. Illusion of control and all that. Yeah, yeah, they all tooootally respect his authority etc. Give them Them Scoop! He, wisely, gets the fuck out of the way. Whoosh! Off they go!
Thats.... probably gonna be a problem. *siiiiiips his morning coffee* But it's not HIS problem. Not right now.
And? Suddenly all these politicians and business leaders are getting fucking AMBUSHED. Oh? You thought you'd get soft ball "aren't I a man of the people. Buy oil!" Bullshit questions? HA! Where were you on June 27th, 1978, at-
And "according to YOUR words, exact quote as follows-"
Just? They BEAT the leader with the STICK. "Oh but you'll lose access". They'd love to see HOW! They can go through WALLS! Answer the question, coward. "Your gonna make powerful enemies!" Oh nooooo, what are they gonna DO?
Shoot us TWICE?
Hey Mr. Family Values! How's the three mistresses your wife doesn't know about?? "No comment"? That's fine. We already have THEIRS. >:D Good luck with your upcoming election!
And like? As newspapers are shutting down and turning clickbait all across the country? This ONE(1) tiny, middle of nowhere town? Somehow has a horrid, horrid, ARMY of Satan's own Reporters. All apparently willing to die for the News. Throwing themselves at dictators and Supervillians alike.
"We see no God here but the Truth" is literally their papers MOTTO.
The damn thing is basicly a BRICK. You get a paperback of news. Entire planet AND THEN SOME. How?! How are they reporting, IN DETAIL, on the break down of talks between two planets 16 galaxies over? Hal says it's accurate. But what Earth paper would even HAVE that information?
And?? The whole town treats this as normal? There are human children, complaining about the weight of papers, because it makes their paper routes a pain in the ass. Soccer moms discussing alien celebrity drama. Farmers muttering over foreign unrest and how it will impact their corn harvest.
Fucking Lex Luthor, clearly deciding to roll with it, coming to sign himself up for a paper. Gaining a new life long Nemesis upon meeting Vladimir Master, whom he decides is both hot and unbearable. Someone is heard shouting "oh god, there's TWO OF THEM!"
And?? Look. Clark isn't MAD. Or JEALOUS. Nor is he in a secret Reporting War with Jerry from the Amity Chronicle. Because that would be petty and childish. He's just SAYING, maybe they should check the place out!
Maybe Jerry is a DICK and deserves it, is all. (Lois stop laughing.)
@hypewinter @hdgnj @ailithnight
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bestjeanistmonster · 11 days
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Dc au- superman and lois lane ✨
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foolishlovers · 5 months
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anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough
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nerdpoe · 10 months
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Injustice Timeline but with more Ghosts
Superman loses Lois, and starts to go rogue a la Injustice route.
Problem.
Dan, who was just entered into the Justice League, takes great offense to this.
Dan, who is reformed.
Dan, who remembers ripping every single member of the Justice League to shreds in that other timeline, and still remembers how to do it.
Superman never makes it past his opening speech to pitch the idea of hero-approved murder.
Dan, standing over an actually unconscious Superman who probably definitely needs medical treatment, looks at the other Heroes who would have sided with Superman.
"Ẅ̸̖̭͚̰̳̼̰́̇̋̚͜ͅh̴̨̛̭̝̘̻̙̝̜͔͚͛͌̿̉̓̈́̔̈̍͆̾͘͜o̵̦̟̣̖̝͔̠͍͙͖͕̔̏̈́͗̍͒̎̿͗̚͜'̴̦̣̪͓͓̤̲̲͐͌̂͋̉̚͠s̵̛̛̛̙̠̾̂͐̌̏̐́͝ ̵̛̩̹̪̤͔̰̣̼͈̒̉̿́͆͌͒͊̄͘̚͝ñ̷͉̠̩̝̇̒̐͂̄̽̈̃̅̕͘͝͠è̷͓̹̫͊̍̔̃̾̌̽̈́͑̓͜͝x̴̻̓̊̽̎̑ṫ̶̬̮̭͌͋̅͌̎͒͐̍��̳͕̗̙̙̭̬̣̯?̴̗͍̺̼̪̞̋̕"
Meanwhile, Danny was sitting bored in his throne when a rather frightening new ghost forced her way in.
She demands an audience with him, introduces herself as Lois, and bullies him into making an interdimensional Passport.
She bullies Walker into agreeing that a Passport would make interdimensional travel follow the rules.
She has Danny searching various dimensions to find hers, because she wants to spend her afterlife with her still alive alien husband.
Danny...is too scared of her to tell her no.
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