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jimin knows what he’s doing and hobi is excited about it (cr. @jung-koook)
SPOILERS FOR THE NEW WELCOME HOME UPDATE‼️
Sooooo, guess who’s favorite character is going through it rn and definitely knows more about Home and the neighborhood than he lets on?
Anyways, when that whole “Eddie is finally happy” sequence went on, for whatever reason it reminded me of Get Out by Jordan Peele, aaaand I drew this
Robin, aka Sherlock Holmes, and the curious case of Fanny Button having an affair
BBC Ghosts, “I Love Lucy”
Guys I could never survive as a vampire,
My dad just cooked me a burger but it was dripping on my hands while I ate it
I hate undercooked food. especially burgers but he screams at me when I tell him why it’s unsafe so I just looked away and kept eating
UNTIL I hit a gooy center
NOT SAFE BLOODY PRATICLY MOOING
anyway I’m in the bathroom throwing up rn
Hot take, Agent Twilight does know that Yor is an assassin, but chooses not to address it because he loves her and their daughter-
HELP MY ENGLISH TEACHER PEAKED AT MY SCREEN AND ASKED IF I WWAS ON TUMBLR HES 30 WHITE AND CISHET HOW TF DOES HE HOW HOW DOES HE KNOW
Paul knew...
I mean....
...look at the pecs on this guy...
Even all wrapped up it leaves a little peekaboo...
💙
Well I mean...
...Paul knew what he was going for, didn't he...💞😍
Things that could've happened if Lancer was in on the secret
Short conversations between Ghost King!Danny and in the know!Lancer
Mr Lancer had found out a while ago that Danny Fenton is Danny Phantom when he saw him transform, not that Danny really cared, it was his senior year and he was already so over the whole secret identity thing.
He was tired, overworked, and a king.
He could care less about his identity.
But having his teacher know about his… extracurricular activities had already proved to be much more lucrative than he first thought.
“A ghost ate my homework,” Danny said, completely serious as he looked at Mr Lancer.
“Which one?” the teacher asked, the poor guy, he had probably been teaching for eons now, and yet Danny didn’t doubt that he got the slot of ‘worst student I’ve ever had to teach’.
He’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him just a tiny bit proud.
“A blob ghost, it accidentally swallowed my work, if you still want to see it, here you go.” Danny placed the ectoplasm-covered paper in front of his teacher, wincing at the loud squelch it made as it hit the table, but otherwise not saying much.
Mr Lancer just sighed before waving him off, accepting that this was how it was going to be.
“I accidentally froze my school work while fighting yesterday's ghost,” Danny said, handing in his homework, frozen completely solid.
“Thank you for saving the city,” was all Mr Lancer said, accepting the homework and putting it in the microwave.
“So let me get this straight, you can’t make it to school tomorrow, because you have to go to court?” Mr Lancer asked, ignoring the incredulous looks his fellow teachers shot him as he pressed the phone closer to his ear.
“I know this is super inconvenient, but it’s really important,”
“At least tell me you’ve done nothing wrong,” he said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Not this time!” he could hear the grin on Danny’s face, “But I’m kinda like a judge in the ghost realm, so,”
Great.
One of his students was a judge.
In the ghost world.
Just great.
“No,” Mr Lancer said.
“Oh come on!” Danny whined.
“No,” he reiterated.
“They’ll be no trouble, I swear,” Danny promised.
“I won’t let Johnny 13 and Kitty sit in on one of my classes,”
“But they’re super nice! And Kitty really loves this literature stuff, don’t you want a student who actually listens?”
“...fine, but just this once!”
“Mr Lancer, I just got a call saying that two kingdoms are about to fight, may I take care of that?” Danny asked, grinning as he ignored his classmates staring at him.
“Not if it’s the Dragon kingdom,” Mr Lancer said, not fazed at all as he continued to read.
“It’s the Far Frozen and the medieval one,”
“Still no,”
Danny sighed, sulking as he slid down in his seat, pointedly ignoring Mr Lancer for the rest of the lesson.
“We need to borrow Fenton,” Skulker said, already grabbing Danny by the arm.
“Can it wait till the break?” Mr Lancer wasn’t even worried as the rest of the students stared wide-eyed.
“I’m afraid not, kingly duties and all,”
“Fine, but bring him back before the end of the school day,”
“No promises,”
“You can’t just… not go to school for a week due to ghost stuff,”
“Day of the dead is a whole thing Mr Lancer! We need at least a week to prepare for it,” Danny argued.
“Can’t they do it without your help?”
“I’m kinda the king, it’s pretty important for me to be there, I have final say and all,”
“...fine, but I expect a written essay about it, four pages, at least,”
“You’re the best!”
“Danny, please take off your crown, you’re distracting your classmates,”
“Sorry,”
“You’re late,”
“I’m dead,”
“Why didn’t you do your homework?”
“I died,”
“You-”
“Dead!”
“You can’t just use the fact that you’re dead as an excuse for everything,”
“Wow, insensitive much, I literally died dude,”
Lancer: Danny, you can't just get your ghost people to write your essays, I know that some of them lived it, but you should still be the one to write it
Danny: what makes you think I didn't write it?
Lancer, holds up a screaming papyrus with glowing ghost text on it:
Danny: yeah okay, that’s fair
Things that could've happened if Lancer was in on the secret
Short conversations between Ghost King!Danny and in the know!Lancer
Mr Lancer had found out a while ago that Danny Fenton is Danny Phantom when he saw him transform, not that Danny really cared, it was his senior year and he was already so over the whole secret identity thing.
He was tired, overworked, and a king.
He could care less about his identity.
But having his teacher know about his… extracurricular activities had already proved to be much more lucrative than he first thought.
“A ghost ate my homework,” Danny said, completely serious as he looked at Mr Lancer.
“Which one?” the teacher asked, the poor guy, he had probably been teaching for eons now, and yet Danny didn’t doubt that he got the slot of ‘worst student I’ve ever had to teach’.
He’d be lying if he said it didn’t make him just a tiny bit proud.
“A blob ghost, it accidentally swallowed my work, if you still want to see it, here you go.” Danny placed the ectoplasm-covered paper in front of his teacher, wincing at the loud squelch it made as it hit the table, but otherwise not saying much.
Mr Lancer just sighed before waving him off, accepting that this was how it was going to be.
“I accidentally froze my school work while fighting yesterday's ghost,” Danny said, handing in his homework, frozen completely solid.
“Thank you for saving the city,” was all Mr Lancer said, accepting the homework and putting it in the microwave.
“So let me get this straight, you can’t make it to school tomorrow, because you have to go to court?” Mr Lancer asked, ignoring the incredulous looks his fellow teachers shot him as he pressed the phone closer to his ear.
“I know this is super inconvenient, but it’s really important,”
“At least tell me you’ve done nothing wrong,” he said with a sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Not this time!” he could hear the grin on Danny’s face, “But I’m kinda like a judge in the ghost realm, so,”
Great.
One of his students was a judge.
In the ghost world.
Just great.
“No,” Mr Lancer said.
“Oh come on!” Danny whined.
“No,” he reiterated.
“They’ll be no trouble, I swear,” Danny promised.
“I won’t let Johnny 13 and Kitty sit in on one of my classes,”
“But they’re super nice! And Kitty really loves this literature stuff, don’t you want a student who actually listens?”
“...fine, but just this once!”
“Mr Lancer, I just got a call saying that two kingdoms are about to fight, may I take care of that?” Danny asked, grinning as he ignored his classmates staring at him.
“Not if it’s the Dragon kingdom,” Mr Lancer said, not fazed at all as he continued to read.
“It’s the Far Frozen and the medieval one,”
“Still no,”
Danny sighed, sulking as he slid down in his seat, pointedly ignoring Mr Lancer for the rest of the lesson.
“We need to borrow Fenton,” Skulker said, already grabbing Danny by the arm.
“Can it wait till the break?” Mr Lancer wasn’t even worried as the rest of the students stared wide-eyed.
“I’m afraid not, kingly duties and all,”
“Fine, but bring him back before the end of the school day,”
“No promises,”
“You can’t just… not go to school for a week due to ghost stuff,”
“Day of the dead is a whole thing Mr Lancer! We need at least a week to prepare for it,” Danny argued.
“Can’t they do it without your help?”
“I’m kinda the king, it’s pretty important for me to be there, I have final say and all,”
“...fine, but I expect a written essay about it, four pages, at least,”
“You’re the best!”
“Danny, please take off your crown, you’re distracting your classmates,”
“Sorry,”
“You’re late,”
“I’m dead,”
“Why didn’t you do your homework?”
“I died,”
“You-”
“Dead!”
“You can’t just use the fact that you’re dead as an excuse for everything,”
“Wow, insensitive much, I literally died dude,”
SCREAMING. CRYING.
GUYS? Martin Scorsese’s daughter Francesca told him about Goncharov and he said he made that film years ago I’m fucking crying.
pls work this time this is the last time i’m posting this i swear