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AU Birthday Shenanigans for the one year anniversary of the series!
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When Danny decided to go to college and leave Amity Park in Danielle’s hands, he thought that he’d get a break from ghost fighting for once in his life. But the universe, fate, and his father all have different plans. With a mini Ghost Portal secreted away in Danny’s things, Jack accidentally sends a piece of Amity Park with Danny that he would’ve rather left behind. On top of new friends, classes, and figuring out what all these new feelings mean, Danny has to go back to his regular job of being a part-time ghostly hero.
Shenanigans and chaos follow Danny wherever he goes, but all he wants is a break. …And maybe some more coffee.
“So, you’re staying.”
“For as long as you’ll keep me.”
Time stretched out into infinity as Mateo regarded Danny. That was even better than a love confession. It was a promise. He gave the tiniest, imperceptible nod. Danny sagged into him in relief and pressed a grateful kiss to his lips.
“I love you, Teo.”
Mateo smiled, a small thing, but Danny took it as a victory. “You’re not getting rid of me anytime soon, lucem mea.” A grin spread across Danny’s face, slow at first, then all at once. His eyes flashed teal, and Mateo knew something disastrous was incoming.
“I ain’t quitting you,” he whispered, pressing his forehead a little harder against Mateo’s with a cheeky wrinkle of his nose.
Mateo threw his head back and laughed, shoving at Danny’s shoulder. “Get off of me! I can’t believe you just said that to me!” he shouted through his laughter, wrestling half-heartedly against Danny’s hold on him. “ I take it back! I don’t love you anymore!”
His grin betrayed his words, and Danny’s own grin grew wider in response. He rolled onto his back, wrapping both arms around a laughing, faux-indignant Mateo to settle him over his Core. When Mateo kept shouting about calling Clockwork to undo time just to prevent Danny from ever saying that movie quote in reference to them ever, Danny finally set to tickling him so his peals of laughter eventually overtook any token protests.
Their laughter finally subsided, and they settled back into each other, more content than before. Danny kissed the top of his head and murmured, “It’s true, though. I’m not going anywhere, I promise, stellumo.”
Mateo tilted his head back to watch him, something sharp and calculating in his eyes. “Okay, then it goes both ways, yeah? I’m not going anywhere, either. I’ll even stay with you through all of this ghostly nonsense you always seem to bring around.” He wrinkled his nose playfully and pressed up far enough for a soft kiss. “King bullshit and all. Yeah?”
When Danny just stared down at him, dumbstruck, Mateo pressed a hand to his Core and reached up to rest their foreheads together. “Yeah?”
It was more than Danny could’ve hoped for. His own selfishness aside, he figured Mateo would leave eventually, when all of his ghostly nonsense eventually became too much, when the king nonsense became too much. Everyone had a breaking point, and everyone, even his own family and friends, needed time and space from everything that being close to him brought.
But Mateo was saying he would stay. Through all of it. After everything that had happened, he wanted to stay.
“Promise?” Danny whispered, voice cracking. His eyes shimmered with more tears, lip trembling with uncertainty.
It felt too good to be true. Mateo, promising that he would be here through everything the world threw at him, at them. Like it was simple. Just like that.
“I promise, mi amor.”
“It’ll be a lot of work.” Emotions he didn’t know how to name made his voice rough as he stared at the object of his affection, his Obsession. “This is probably just the beginning of the shit we’ll have to go through. It’s a lot of work, being with me.”
Mateo knew he was giving him an out. A way to say nevermind, a complicated, ghostly, interdimensional relationship wasn’t what he wanted. Thanks for everything, Julie Newmar, but no thanks.
“Not to me,” Mateo murmured, closing the small distance between them until they were sharing the same air. He could feel Danny’s hesitance in his aura, that not quite daring to hope kind of hesitance that came with never actually being able to hope. He laid a soft kiss to his lips. “Not if it’s you.”
one of my favorite genres of guy I come across all the time is "middle age man who had a thing with a guy when he was younger but then fell in love with the woman he's still married to & so never thought about it again"

these guys will:
couldnt think of the word "hex code" so i just googled "colors" and stared at my screen for a couple minutes
The Diaries of Franz Kafka, 1914-1923

"girl dinner is when you don't eat teehee" "men think about the roman empire women think about their ex best friends and poetry" "✨sapphic love✨ is so pure and innocent and sweet unlike nasty gross Man Lust" "girl math is when you can buy starbucks and makeup because you didn't buy it yesterday so it's free" "I'm going to explain (complex topic) for the girlies! so basically it's like when you go shopping-" "I love women because they're so soft and smooth and feminine and we can talk about girly things and they're not sweaty or hairy or horny like gross men" "women should be unemployed girls don't need jobs men should do all that for us" "ugh girls that don't like pink or being feminine just need to stop being such pick mes and get over their internalized misogyny it's gross"
god save my hairy dyke ass from this hell before I start whacking people's shins with my Girl Baseball Bat. teehee!

Love love love that tiktok of the beautiful scary American blonde saying "friendly reminder I am choosing kindness, which means that I am willing to explore other options if the kindness is not working out". I love that. It gives me so much power, so much energy. I always tell myself I'm annoying, I'm not helpful enough, I'm not what everyone wants all the time, and it's so so good to remember that I don't have to try as hard as I'm trying. I could very easily just not. I could scream if I felt like it. How great is that
The next time someone tells me my absolute best isn't good enough I'm gonna make eye contact and shit myself
”discord is for gaming” “discord is for talking to classmates” discord is for popping open the general chat in a server at 3 in the morning to go “hey guys i just remembered i can recite all of psalm 24 king james version from memory. im gonna type it” and then doing that
please don't reblog this post a devilish temptress tricked me into making it and she placed a hex upon it so that every reblog removes a molecule from my body
Posts that have 2x10^25 notes to me.
My boyfriend was showing me his cat and I leaned over to kiss the cat on his soft little baby head and he went "meow" and scrambled away because I'd been wearing my headphones and I accidentally jabbed him with the microphone.
And I said "Damn, this is exactly like in the Iliad"
#explanation: this references the scene where Hektor the prince of troy goes to his wife after a battle and leans in to kiss his son #(who is still a baby and being held in andromache's arms) #but his son cringes away in fear of his father's battle helmet #it's a gut wrenching scene about how war dehumanizes you and separates you from the people you love #this interpretation implies that being a gamer is analogous
beloved is such a good endearment. it’s like so intensely loving, so tender, so succinct & to-the-point. beloved! one who is much loved (by me!)
Gollum and yoda sucking each other off while a big steamroller gets closer and closer
This is one of those firing shots in to the air, property value lowering posts that keeps this site utterly unmarketable

they turned off replies like Netflix canceling a beloved and audience adored premiere show. i could have written season 2
through autism and necromancy everything is possible