Me When I G Egg Back Into My Undertale Hyper Fixation And Start Writing An Entire Fucking Multiverse

Rejected soulmate au but I made it worse instead of better

Danny, instead of just leaving, instead snaps and commits a series of murders as Phantom, rampaging across the city. His first victims were his parents who he mauled to death, then Vlad, then his so called "friends". Once he came out of the green rage induced fog he realized what he had done and sobbed somewhere in the woods around Amity.

He knew that the GIW would arrive soon, and well, he's already in this deep and he can't just let a government agency that hell bent on genocide and conquering/expirementing on the entities of an entire dimension do as they please so he takes his hanger out on them as he's always wanted.

Hes so glad Jazz is away for collage. She's safe from them. Safe from him.

Its a wonder Clockwork didn't try to talk to him. He probably knew it wouldn't do any good, and Danny is technically of the living and Clockwork isn't allowed to harm the living or control them, only influence them into taking different paths. Hence why he did the time freeze/rewind fiasco when Danny attacked him at the clock tower when he was 14. He wasn't allowed to actually fight him and honestly at that point Clockwork didn't need to. But now Danny had that time medallion in his chest courtesy of his alternate evil future self and Clockwork couldn't do anything.

Danny was 16 and far too powerful for the master of time to take on.

Danny demolishes the GIW like he was playing Doomed on the easiest setting. It was laughable how quickly they went down and Danny found himself enjoying it.

He always had to tamp down that feeling. That vicious glee he got whenever he took vengeance on someone who wronged him. It had always been a thought in the back of his mind that he may have been inherently evil at heart and that he would turn to the dark side eventually.

He wouldn't be like the fusion of himself and Vlad though. That was just a mildless monster destroying everything in its path. What was even the point of that? For all the darkness in his heart, he couldn't see that as anything other that sheer stupidity. He assumed it was Vlads half. The only thing the creep was ever good at was dragging everyone around him down.

Danny packs up and activates the Fenton houses Baba Yaga Protocal, causing his childhood home to grow legs and literally walk away. He eventually managed to find all of Vlads secret labs and treasure stashes, raiding all of them and stripping them of everything they had to offer.

Then he went to find his soulmates dimension in the comfort and convenience of a newer and crazier version of howls moving castle. He had no plans on harming them per say, but he wanted to know why. Why reject a soulmate you hadn't even met before? A person who either platonically or romantically is your perfect match and can understand you better than anyone.

Danny himself suffered immensely throughout his childhood. His parents mental and emotion manipulation and neglect had left Danny longing for thier praise and attention but also left him feeling hollow and confused. Being the children of Evil mad scientists made it difficult to be friends with anyone. Even if the kids weren't weirded out by them, the parents of those kids would tell them that they weren't allowed to play with him or Jazz in fear for thier safety.

Rumors about the Fenton parents experimenting on thier children eventually reached thier ears. That was when he realized that other parents didn't give them twice daily injections of ectoplasm into thier bloodstream.

Im lazy but heres more:

1. Danny as a kid 9-12 realized that Sam and Tucker were crappy friends. Sam often tried to chase away any other girls that tried to talk to Danny for any reason (she was getting better) and often was controlling or patronizing to him while using her parents wealth to get what she wanted. Whether she realized it or not, she was actually a lot like them.

Tucker, Danny decided, secretly hated him and had straight up admitted before that he only became friends with Danny to steal the cool tech from his parents lab, which Danny had allowed and risked getting hurt by his parents to make his friend happy. Tucker was always jealous of Danny, stating that Tuckers own life was plain and boring while Dannys was like the protagonist of an anime. Tucker was quiet about it, but Danny saw how much the other boy enjoyed seeing him fail.

He tried to hang out with his big sister more, cause she could understand and she loved him, right? He was standing outside her door again with his favorite ball (it had the constellation Pegasus on it!) and raised his hand to knock on her door when he heard her groan loudly.

He knew he wasn't supposed to eavesdrop but he put his ear to the door anyway. Curiosity had always been his greatest weakness. On the other side she was talking on the phone. To who he had no idea cause Jazz didn't have friends, but she was complaining about mom and dad and...him. she told her phone friend that she loved him, but only out of obligation. She was his sister and she had to care about him, even if she didn't want to.

Danny didn't understand. She had just said she loved him so why did his heart hurt so much?

He went back to playing with Sam and Tucker. They were what he had, even if he didn't like them, he could lie to himself and tell himself that he did. Just like with mommy and daddy.

If he keeps telling himself that he loves them than he will. If he keeps telling himself that they love him then they will.

Dannys always been good at lying to himself.

Still, the soulmark on his arm remained. It was a vague promise of a light at the end of the tunnel. A dream that someone would show him what real love was like and they would sweep him off his feet and take him far far away from this place.

So why...

2. Phantom doesn't make a name for himself in this new dimension right away. Yeah he had all this treasure he stole from Vlad but treasure isn't money and he had no idea if money from his dimension would even be valid what with all the protections the us had on thier bills to make it difficult for people to make fakes.

Selling gold bars and the like was easier said than done, especially if you actually wanted a fair price for it, and he'd rather have a hoard stashed away for his later plans to more easily take shape.

3. Phantom was an excellent thief, even without his powers, but hes in too early to be arrogant and this world was filled with super-powered villians and heros alike, all trying to make a name for themselves.

He refused to be anyones stepping stool to something greater. Not anymore.

Danny was as cunning as he was skilled. He disguised himself in seedy bars, talking up whatever heist he had made recently, saying whatever thief had pulled that off must have been the greatest, sometimes he ever went dressed as a swooning girl for the extra oomph.

It usually worked and some meat head would take credit for his crimes. Word would sometimes conveniently make its way to the cops and if Danny was really lucky the poor sucker would actually go down for his crimes.

All to muddy the waters. Its harder to connect all these crimes to him when half of them have convictions and the other half have nothing linking them together <3

4. Danny needed minions but he didn't want to tell them anything. He wasn't in the position to start recruiting younger supervillians into his army yet. That was much later in the plan.

No, he needed a mercenary. One who didn't ask questions.

Mr. Deathstroke came with great recommendations and had a great track record for getting whatever contract he had completed and he had a vendetta of some sort against the Teen Titans and Young Justice.

Yeah, he was a bit fruitloopy but he seemed perfect for the job he had in mind.

Danny would keep Deathstroke at a distance of course. He was a mercenary, a hired gun, not his friend. Some one else could easily hire him to get information about Phantom or worse, hire him to attack or capture Phantom.

No the only thing tall, dark and scary was getting from him was the money owed to him in the contract. Money he now had plenty of.

5. Danny never really considered that he would have to compete with other thieves.

He had made sure to steer clear of places like Gotham and Metropolis because of the heros there who always stopped thieves and revealed their identities. Danny didn't need that, no thank you.

But as he was doing one of his heists, the third one this month and the one he planned on sticking the blame onto another poor sap-freaking Catwoman ran into the room with a sphinx carved of some precious stone and Batman not far behind.

Batman locked eyes with him for only a moment, cowl meeting domino for a split second, and Phantom knew he had been found out. This wasn't Gotham. He had no idea how they had gotten here or when but Danny wasn't naive enough to think the worlds greatest detective wouldn't be on his tail after he saw Phantoms arms drapped in the "priceless artifacts" from the India section.

They very much had a price. His buyer had paid a hefty chunk in advance.

Catwoman, who Danny had silently sworn vengeance against, kicked Batman away from her mid brawl and launching him in the direction Phanton was escaping.

Crud. It was time to fight and he was so not happy about it. Danny did manage to get away with the use of his electric powers. Turns out leaving the lower half of your face exposed is a bad idea, especially if your opponent knows Thunder Punch.

He used an EMP pulse as he ran to fry any cameras and Batmans equipment before heading down the hallway and through a few walls. He turned invisible once he was far enough away and flew off into the night with his prize.

This buyer better not backstabbing him. He's in no mood to play nice tonight.

Saving for later.

Using snippet of a song from EPIC: The Musical I've created my first LMK Animatic. Hope you all enjoy! CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR SEASON 4

Obi-Wan Kenobi and Jon Antilles are best friends.

We've accidentally met in the room of the Thousands Fountains as children and instantly hit it off.

Obi would get very accurate visions about Jon, so he knows his friend is alright and Jon would sent messages when he could.

That also share an unlikely bond that allows them to see each other and talk, if both of them meditate at the same time.

They make it work. They're very close. Jon is the only one who knows everything about Obi-Wan’s Padawanship and Obi is the one Jon comes to when everything feels too much.

But here lies the problem.

Jon never comes to the Temple.

Ever.

He's just not comfortable.

And when someone asks Obi-Wan who's his best friend and gets 'Jon Antilles' as an answer they don't believe him.

Quinlan thinks Obi-Wan’s joking.

Ahsoka thinks her Grandmaster is just private and is not comfortable with sharing personal information.

Anakin thinks Obi-Wan is just trying to annoy him because obviously he is Obi-Wan’s best friend.

No one thinks Obi-Wan tells the truth.

Because Jon Antilles is such a common name.

There are literally thousands Jons only on Coruscant.

But Obi-Wan doesn't realize they don't believe him. So he just joins in when Anakin jokes about it, let's the clones laugh it up once in a while. He doesn't think anything about it.

And so, one day, Bones comes to the medbay, to check on the General only to find him wrapped around some random guy, sleeping.

Bones stops, his thoughts are something like "Holy hell, there the kark this guy came from? Who the hell is that? And why does the General cuddle him like a favorite plush tooka?" Which he doesn't voice, carefully not to wake the General who's finally sleeping!

The guy, however, is awake and gives Bones an annoyed look. "That's what happends when you give him Kireffon." He says and Obi-Wan swats at his chest in his sleep and mumbles that pillows do not talk.

And Bones is slowly backing away from the room while comming Commander Cody because he is not going to deal with this crap.

And when Cody arrives and before he even opens his mouth the guy goes "Ah, you must be Cody. Obi-Wan talks a lot about you."

Cody doesn't have a clue how to respond to that, and he doesn't have a chance to find out, because Obi-Wan's waking up and looking around sleepily.

"Cody! You're alright!" Obi-Wan cheers with a bright smile. Then frowns. "Who else is alright?"

"Everyone is alright, sir. The only injured one is you." Bones chimes in.

Obi-Wan nods into the guy's chest. "Good."

Cody raises the eyebrow of judgement. "Good? You almost got yourself killed! What were you thinking, opening yourself like that?"

"A rock was going to fall on Crys." Obi-Wan replies slowly. "Crys can't survive a rock that size falling on him. And I like Crys! I can survive a stray blaster bolt. I did it before, Jon, tell them!" He tugs at the guy - Jon's - sleeve and holy hell, is that really who Cody thinks it is?

Jon nods seriously, looking up at Cody. "He did." And Obi-Wan is so happy to get a confirmation, he just beams and then snuggles back to get more sleep because he is comfy.

Jon dissappears the next morning and no one says anything to Obi-Wan once the drugs are out of his system.

But after that Jon just starts randomly dropping by to chat or to give Obi-Wan some new tea he found. He eventually makes friends with the Ghost Company and most of the 212th. He even joins them on some campaigns.

And still no one believes he is real.

Obi-Wan is still oblivious of it but the whole 212th thinks it's hilarious.

They just keep mentioning Jon to their brothers and other Jedi, to see their reaction.

It escalates to the point where Anakin gets fed up with all this Jon-thing and barges into Obi-Wan’s office to tell him to stop.

To find Obi-Wan, Cody and some guy having tea.

"Oh Anakin, come in. I believe you haven't met yet - Jon Antilles, my dear fri-"

"WHAT"

[RRAU] Dealing with Trauma

Does Tim NOT remember that world where he and his team took over the world because Tim went villain??

Tim Drake is so funny because he’s like “Everyone hates me and honestly, same” when actually nobody does??

Tim: “Jason hates me :(“

Jason: “Tim is the only member of the Bats that I can spend time with without wanting to strangle him.”

Tim: “Dick just deals with me because he has to :(“

Dick: “I would kill for Tim.”

Tim: “Bruce doesn’t view me as family :(“

Bruce: “I literally adopted Tim.”

Tim: “My friends don’t trust me :(“

Literally all of his friends: “Tim said I should jump off this bridge and while that does seem stupid, it’s Tim asking, so I’m jumping.”

Tim:… fair, although I hope she doesn’t try to get me to go back with her. I’d hate to have to blow up Damian’s mother. He might actually kill me this time.

*After joker escapes and tries to kill jason again*

Talia appearing out of nowhere*

Bruce: wha-

Talia: i'm ending this, and don't you dare try to stop me!

Tim: you're not going to stop her?

Bruce: would you?

Clark: i wouldn't, she scares me

my take on a post-MAG 200 tma time travel au because i had a few ideas in mind

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post MAG-200 tma time travel au series

Disaster Lineage vs. Their Padawans in the matter of being insulted

Anakin: Ahsoka, pay no attention to them. The worst you can do to them is act like they don't exist.

Ahsoka, disappointed that she can't bite them: Yes, master.

-

Obi-Wan: Anakin, think. This isn't how Jedi behave.

Anakin, reluctantly relinquishing his grasp on his opponent's jugular: Yes, master.

_

Qui-Gon Jinn: Excuse me- do you think you can say that to MY PADAWAN?

Obi-Wan: Master, no.

-

Dooku, handing Qui a knife: Defend your honour.

Qui-Gon, shaking: I don't think this is how Jedi-

Dooku: I want no excuses.

-

Master Yoda, steadily pushing Dooku forward like he has wheels: MAKE HIM BLEED, YOU WLL

Dooku: MASTER NO

Yoda: A WUSS, A JEDI IS NOT

Sifo-Dyas, scrambling forwards: NO!!

Dick: I can’t tell if I should be worried about Damian’s reaction to this or Tim’s revenge for the reaction??

Tim, talking to Ras in front of the batfamily: I WANT you to leave me alone! AND IF I HAVE TO KILL ANOTHER ASSASSIN TO GET THE POINT ACROSS-

Bruce: Woah, woah, What!?

Tim, defeated: I am losing my mind, B.

saving for when ao3 returns.

Newscapepro SCP Rewrite, Llama of Love

“Cory!” Dr. Patience said in his incredibly high pitched voice that Cory did not want to hear at 9AM on a Tuesday. “You’re late for your training!”

“Ugh… I’ve been a Private for like a month now, why do I still need to do training?” Cory complained as he leaned on one of the lab tables near a metal safe.

“Because you know basically nothing about Skips after a whole month of being here!” Patience scolded. “Thankfully for both of us this next one is-”

Nikole suddenly barged into the room. “It’s me I’m here, chaperoning again cause Triana’s on a… meeting,” Nikole cleared her throat. “What are we lookin’ at this time, Doc?”

“That’s… what I was getting to,” The Doctor sighed as he opened up the crate, shoved his hands in and placed the two person, sneaker wearing Llama costume on the ground.

“It’s… a Llama costume,” Cory deadpanned. “I think I know why this one isn’t dangerous,”

Doc pinched his glasses. “It’s a lot more than that, anyone who enters the costume will believe that they are Larry the Loving Llama,”

“Oh I guess that’s-

“To the point where they die of dehydration in the suit,” Nikole smirked, having successfully annoyed the Scientist. “Probably should’ve told him that too,”

“I was getting to that!”

“Oh… that’s a lot less cool,”

Dr. Patience sighed again. “Admittedly, yes; we’re still gonna have a couple of D Class demonstrate it,”

“We really don’t treat D Class well here, huh?”

“Eh, they’re all murderers, or arsonists, or forum trolls,” Nikole shrugged. “They get fed better in The Foundation than they woulda in prison anyway,”

Cory looked down and puffed out his lips. “I guess…”

The two D Class walked in, neither was exactly the most scrupulous looking man; in fact one looked like he had just exited a knife fight like 15 minutes ago.

“Alright, for this test I need you two to enter this Llama costume,” Patience smiled. “That is all,”

“This is humiliating,” Mr. Knife Face said as he put on the legs.

“Yeah well, you beat your wife to death with a 2 by 4,” Nikole stared at the D Class.

“Alright, fair,”

Eventually, the two D Class entered the two person’d costume… it sat limp for a short moment and then instantly shot to life; standing up on all fours like a real Llama!

“Well hey there y’all; I’m Larry, Larry the looooooooooooving Llama!” It cheered.

A big smile grew on Cory’s face, no one else’s though. “Wow! I changed my mind this is really cool!”

“I haven’t,” Nikole leaned on one of the tables as she took a swig from her flask.

The Llama jumped in front of Nikole, the shock caused her to drop her flask and spill the contents in the floor “Woah there pal, don’tcha know that drinking is bad for you?” He looked at the multicoloured puddle produced from the flask. “Especially whatever that is…”

“What I do with my time doesn’t concern ya!” She grumbled as she picked up the flask.

Dr. Patience cleared his throat, interrupted the possible argument. “What can you do, Larry?”

“I’m glad you asked random old man! I can dance, I can sing, and I can play all kinds of pranks!”

“Pranks!?” Cory yelped in excitement. “Wait… what if we pranked called Triana right now?”

“Now that sounds like fun!”

“That doesn’t seem like a-”

“Hell yeah!” Nikole cheered as she tossed her phone to Larry. “Do it now, c’mon!”

Triana, the soon to be prankee was sitting inside of a relatively nice cafe across from her girlfriend, wearing the nicest clothes she had (Consisting of an old leather jacket, an old band shirt that she borrowed from Lara and some slacks) as her phone rang.

“Hello?” She exited her lovey dovey conversation with Lara as she put her phone to her ear. “Nikole, you there?”

“Hey, is your refrigerator running?” The Llama asked.

“Wh- Who is this? Who the-”

“Is your refrigerator running,”

“I should kick your fucking ass right now,” Triana gritted her teeth. “Who is this?”

“...Well then you better catch it!” The Llama, along with Cory and Nikole laughed as he hung up.

“Nikole? Nikole you little… ughh…” Triana sighed as Lara walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder.

“You good, Tri?”

The Lieutenant Sighed. “Yeah, just a prank call,”

“Ugh… coworkers amirite?” Lara shrugged, Triana sighed again; more of a joyful sigh as she looked at her hoodie wearing girlfriend, probably also the nicest thing she had.

“Difference is that my coworker’s lives are in my hands,”

“I’m mission control, Tri, how do you think I feel?” The two women chuckled as Lara went back to sitting; a waiter walked up to the two of them. She had long black hair and brown eyes with somewhat large bags. “Hey, what do you want?”

“Uh… fucken er…”

“Two burgers, one side of fries,” Triana interrupted, then smirked at Lara as the waiter wrote down their order and left.

Lara crossed her arms and pouted. “I would’ve gotten it eventually,”

“Suuure,” Triana rolled her eyes.

“Kinda sucks that we gotta go straight back to work after this,” Lara complained. “I mean shit, we need a vacation at some point!”

“We only get one vacation and it’s-

“Retirement, yeah…” Lara rolled her eyes and chuckled. “God, you sound like The General, dude,”

“I’m back, here’s your food, bye” The waitress placed the plates on the table then left as Triana handed her the money.

“Speaking of The General,” Lara said, a mouthful of fries in her mouth so Triana could barely understand her. “When do you think he’s gonna make us do another mission?”

“Tomorrow, it’s one of the less dangerous ones thankfully,” Triana gave a thumbs up. “Didn’t give me much more information though,”

“Well that’s helpful…” Lara looked down. “Also speaking of uh… not giving information when are we gonna tell everyone else about… us?”

Triana looked Lara in the eyes, the first time she had looked this serious in awhile. The Lieutenant cleared her throat as she finished chewing her food. “S-Soon, I promise this time,”

“Please do, I-I suck at lying you know that more than anyone,”

“Yeah, I just don’t want it to get in the way of any missions, honey,” Triana mumbled.

Lara sighed. “Fair, fair; I just think they deserve to know, Tri,”

“I do to…” Triana stood up and tiptoed over to her girlfriend; planting a quick peck on her cheek. “Love you,”

“Eh, l-love you too,” Lara turned beet red. “I suddenly c-can’t wait to go back to base now… heh,”

“Oh, you dirty little,”