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I see how it is. Rihanna can wear a shiny, completely transparent dress in public and everyone loves it, but when I did it, I was “wasting saran wrap” and “ruining Easter, Daniel.”

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Send ✿ for my muse’s reaction of yours showing up at my doorstep with flowers.

"Aw! Honey badger, they’re lovely!" She cooed.

"You know how to make a girl feel like a queen." Thetis plced the flowers in a nice vase, no point in wasting them on the floor, all for what? Artistic dramatic effects that aren’t being filmed?

Once they were safe and secure, she went over to Vlad, she tugged at his collar, and lightly trotted him along the path of eternal bliss.

He smiled and followed along, seeming very happy that he could make her equally so.

"Why don’t you give me the royal treatment?" She suggested playfully as she backed herself against a random door. 

"Is that what you’d like?" He asked with a smirk.

"I don’t know, it’s been so long, you might have to remind me." She began to remove his bow tie from his person.

"Ah ah ah." He took back the tie. "I am treating you. Meaning you don’t get to lift a finger."


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"You're warm." Vlad said in a congested voice.

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Send “you’re warm” to see my muse’s reaction to yours randomly cuddling up to them.

"Vlad, you sound sick." Thetis said in a worried tone, he better not get her sick. "And you don’t feel as hot as you should be."

She didn’t hear him over the sounds of making soup, as she was making homemade soup, Thetis was warming up some canned stuff on the stove.

The homemade stuff was soon put into a croc pot to cook while she brought the canned soup to Vlad, pairing it up with water.

"Nani, I’m back." She huffed lightly, but seeing him shiver badly, she turned the mattress pad all the way up. "I got you some soup."

He accepted it with a grateful smile.
"T-Thank you, моя любовь."

"Of course." Thetis brush her hand against his forehead and into his hair. "I don’t want you staying sick. I rose the temperature up all the way on the mattress pad, I got you some water to stay hydrated too."

"Okay." He started in on the soup, not wanting to touch the water yet. Too cold.

Thetis sat besides him, readjusting his ponytail and making it look decent, and then lightly scratching his back, hoping these little actions will be of some help.

"Mhhh…" He leaned into her touch, resisting the usage to glom onto her again.


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"Honey badger, you ready yet?!"

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Vlad had packed and repacked his suitcase in his nervousness. He figured that if he packed anymore he would go into meltdown mode. “Y-Yeah, should I call the limo around?”

He quickly started comforting his child, thankful of a distraction of some sort, although still listening to a conversation. When Thetis asked him a question he finally spoke up. “That sounds nice… I can’t say I have ever had sushi before…”

"I love sushi.” Thetis wrapped her arms around his waist. “And we’re getting it in Green Bay. Actually, there’s a few places where you can get it in GB, but we go to Nakashimas all the time, and it’s near Lambeau Stadium.” She chirped lightly and Keisuke was feeling better in his father’s arms.

He finally smiled again. “How nice. It doesn’t sound familiar but maybe I will recognize it once we get there…”

"Maybe, but we get to see Lambeau field though, and we’re going to your favorite city in Wisconsin. Maybe we might see a packer player there?" Thetis was happy to see Vlad smiling, and tried her hardest to keep his spirits up while her father took forever to get his attire on.

"Maybe… That would be neat, wouldn’t it?"


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"Thetis... You were right... I didn't want you to be... but..." Vlad looked down. "I can't deny it anymore."

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Thetis was reading in his ‘private’ study when he approached her. “Hm?” she lifted her head a bit and blinked. “What do you mean by that honey badger?” Her tone was laced with worry.

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"All my theories involve taking you out one way or another, but I haven;t found any way to keep his body stable, so we’re both fucked until I find a way approach keeping his body stable without you in his damn system."

He glared at her. “Well then, I suppose I must go along with my original plan. You have a good evening Ms. Sao.” Just like that he was gone and Vlad took his place, flopping to the floor unceremoniously.

"Yeah like you want me to have-" Before she finished, Thetis saw Vlad fall to the floor, and tried her best to catch him, succeeding as she herself landed on the floor, using her body to cushion his blow. "Vlad!" She called out. "Honey badger?"

"Hmm?" He seemed pretty out of it. "Wha’ happened?"

"Honey badger, oh you’re okay." Thetis held him in her arms. "I must have pissed off Plasmius, so he gave you back control." And apparently unexpectedly too.

"Plas…mius…. Right."


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Send ✿ for my muse’s reaction of yours showing up at my doorstep with flowers.

"Aw! Honey badger, they’re lovely!" She cooed.

"Yes, we will." Thetis sweet smile turned into a playful smirk. "The sooner the better? Don’t you think?"

"If that’s what you think, after all I am here to please you."

"You know how to make a girl feel like a queen." Thetis plced the flowers in a nice vase, no point in wasting them on the floor, all for what? Artistic dramatic effects that aren’t being filmed?

Once they were safe and secure, she went over to Vlad, she tugged at his collar, and lightly trotted him along the path of eternal bliss.

He smiled and followed along, seeming very happy that he could make her equally so.

"Why don’t you give me the royal treatment?" She suggested playfully as she backed herself against a random door. 

"Is that what you’d like?" He asked with a smirk.

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"Just because you’re older than me doesn’t me you’re in charge, lady. We may have helped you but we don’t know your people. Don’t make me tie you down." She sat down in the chair by the bed, holding her ax on…

Lifa abruptly stood up and slammed the butt of her ax’s handle between Elsa’s eyes.

Elsa reeled, clutching her head. “How dare you, nave?! I am royalty you brat!”

Lifa raised her eyebrows, “That’s supposed to mean something? My father is the chief. I suppose that makes me a princess or something? Who cares? Rank means nothing if you don’t have the muscle behind it. Sorry, princess, but you’re out of your element. Quite literally. Doesn’t ice melt around fire?” Her lips turned up in a menacing smirk, as a Terrible Terror dragon hissed from the rafter overhead. “You’re not the first witch I’ve met. And maybe you should be nicer to me. I’m good at keeping secrets…for people I like.”

Elsa glared at her. “I demand you let me off of this ship. Now.”

"Oooh, you demand. How scary. Whaddya gonna do? Have me executed?"

Lifa yelped as someone stood up from the far end of the infirmary and marched over, grabbing her ear. A tall, blond woman with large blue eyes, and her hair braided intricately. She was dressed similarly to the girl, but was older than both Elsa and Lifa. “That’s enough outta you, little girl. Give,” she held her hand out for the ax. Lifa grudgingly gave it to her, and the woman let go of her ear, only to smack her harshly on the rump and point to the stairs. “Go help cast off.”

They looked shockingly alike, their noses and round faces and hair styles. Lifa shot a glare at Elsa, before marching upstairs. Astrid made a tsking sound, and looked at Elsa with an apologetic smile. “My daughter didn’t rough you up too much, did she?”

"And you are saying he is?"


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lordfruitloop:

[text]:oh fudge biscuits

[text]: Afraid I’ll expose you?

[text]: no of course not… Tough I wouldn’t put it past you to leak those to the press…


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"You lied to me!" (Jackson)

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"Okay so I might have slightly fibbed about how boo means hello and goodbye in ghost….”

" I’m not talking about that, but you are in trouble for it!"

"… Oh.. wait… then what am I in trouble for?"

"You told Mama!"

He frowned. “You have to understand… it is a very serious thing when someone threatens that… I needed to tell someone…”

"No, all you did was get me in trouble!"

"How?" 

Jackson looked down, his lip trembling. He didn’t want to tell Vlad. “Sh-she called the school and then yelled at me for lying about something like this. There isn’t a student named Corraich Rosad. It’s just his brother.”

"What?" He asked, completely confounded. "Then who’s work was that?" 

"His. And so was this." Jackson mumbled, his hands shaking as he pulled up his shirt to show his stomach. Bruises blossomed across his skin, yellow and green and purple.

"I though you just said he isn’t real…"


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The next day, Liesel was at Vlad's mansion early in the morning. And usually, when she knocked on his office door, it was a timid, polite tapping. But now, it was a sharp, aggressive rap verging on a bang.

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Vlad yawned and got out of bed, on the verge of falling back asleep. He stumbled to the door and opened the door only to be blinded by the morning sun. “Yes?”

"Erm…. do you need any help with that?"

"Nein, Nein," she grunted, trying to put her weight into it. It didn’t do much. "I do this all the time."

"Okay… well if you do need any help…"

"I can do it! I am little but…strong."

"If you are sure…"

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"…rrmm?" Was he at home? No one really called him Jeremy unless he was at home…

The drugged up hybrid attempted to curl up into a ball, but he was stopped by the cuffs on his wrists. Cuffs?

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Jer’s eyes snapped open, his pupils constricting as he…

He undid the cuffs and pocketed them. “Not exactly… I ‘bought’ you they think I am going to use you as a test subject.”

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"Because you were too adorable to set down?"

Danny rose an eyebrow, finding his cheeks burning, still in ghost form. “..Right…okay..”

"If it’s any consolation I only bought you clothes I thought you would like…"


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Danielle pointed the gun at the baby, knowing it would be so easy to kill the tot now. She'd get her vacation on the government's dime, and the country would have one less threat... but a baby? How long would he be like that? A closing door made the teen spin around, aiming her gun at the intruder. "Who are you?" she demanded. (AU)

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He put his hands up and looked shocked. “I am his father…. Please don’t hurt him… Me if you must but not him.”

"I’m way less normal than him! He inherited my mistakes, please… I am begging you… Please don’t hurt him!"

"And just what mistakes are those?" Contrary to popular belief, Danielle didn’t like killing. It was just her job, and she was expected to do it without asking her employers questions. Her targets, though…

"I… I messed with things I shouldn’t have and I tried to… I tried to make a portal into the ghost dimension… And as a result I became half ghost… So he gained some powers as well since he is my son. He never does any harm… Actually he always tries to help people… He didn’t choose this."


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okay but Sam learning that phantom planet's foliage was all bioluminescent so she starts growing plants that glow in the dark to make Danny feel a little more "at home"

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[text]: Wait… you can’t save these pictures… right?

[text]: Oh you *can*. Trust me.

[text]:oh fudge biscuits