Here's A Thing I Thought Of That I Haven't Seen.

Here's a thing I thought of that I haven't seen.

So, Duke's got awesome powers, I'm totally jealous. I don't understand them very well, but from what I've gotten from fanon is that he can see a light everyone/thing gives off at all times.

Now, in case y'all didn't know, humans glow. We can't see it because we glow brightest at noon, and it's literally outside of our scope of perception like shrimp colours.

Every time I see Duke encounter Danny in a crossover, Duke usually describes Danny as glowing brighter than anyone he's seen. And then that amplifies when Danny goes ghost.

But the dead don't glow.

I know Danny is both alive and dead, but what if Danny didn't glow at all? What if Phantom glowed brighter than Duke can actually perceive because ghosts aren't usually meant to be seen by the living, but everyone else can see him glow because all ghosts glow on a visa le spectrum.

Imagine Danny and Duke meet and Duke freaks out because this kid doesn't glow. There's no light reflecting off of him or being produced by him. Duke has to actively restrain himself from checking Danny's vitals because the only things that don't glow are dead. And even then, light should reflect off of him anyway but it doesn't.

Works best with Space Core Danny

And then Duke meets Phantom and literally can't look at him because he's so bright. Or, his body reacts defensively and makes sure he can't see Phantom's glow because it hurts him. There's no light reflecting off of Phantom, but he is producing his own light. Like a black hole.

And when it's revealed that Danny and Phantom are the same being? Duke loses his shit because now the two contradictions are actually one contradiction! Like four racoons in a trench coat, but so much more concerning.

Anyone remember the DreamSMP? Same.

I liked the storyline, I have my favorite actors and characters (Technoblade is the best, RIP King), but I especially love the music and art that came out of it.

I bring this up because I have a song from this era of the internet stuck in my head. The Call of the Egg by DropsteR (I hope I spelled the name right) has decided to implement itself into my brain and it won't leave.

I'm not complaining, just a bit concerned

Canon is my sandbox and I have a shovel

Alternatively

I am a cat and canon is my litter box

Good news, I'm being moved inside, so I won't be freezing my ass off.

Neutral news: Supervisor bailed. The EM finally called us and sent us the info that we need today.

Bad news: We don't have radios

I can't sleep and the near constant notifications from Tumblr aren't helping.

(No, I can't turn my phone on vibrate because too many people in my family are sick and I'm the only one who wakes up to my phone ringing more than I do my own alarm)

So, I've given up sleeping for the night. I have to wake up in like...two hours anyway. (Shift starts at 4, we leave the house no later than 3:15, my alarm goes off at 2:00 so I have time to get ready)

I've been awake since 11:15 May 1st with only a three hour nap on May 2nd. My shift is 15 hours (4:00 to 19:00)

I've got a Mountain Dew, a Powerade, and 2 Rockstar to keep me awake for the shift (and food)

...sigh

At least the pay's decent. Our highest paying venue at $16 and hour

"Danny?" Tucker asked.

He didn't say anything, not even twitching. He just kept staring at the sky.

"Oh, no," Sam moved to stand over him, "You don't get to brush that off. I asked if that includes you."

Did that include him? That was a good question. He didn't particularly remember wanting to be anything more than he was, maybe a bit smarter and better liked. He didn't think he wanted much of anything, either. Being invisible, not having or doing anything that would draw significant attention was good. It was safe.

Maybe that was it. Maybe that did include him. The part that hadn't died, Danny Fenton, still didn't like attention. He liked being invisible. Danny Phantom, the part that died, liked attention. He liked that people were seeing and reacting to him. He liked the positive attention.

Danny rolled over so he could stand up without hitting Sam. "I've gotta head home and make sure Mom doesn't try cooking anything."

He ignored Sam and Tucker as he left the roof. He had a lot to think about.

Invisible

“Do you ever think it’s ironic?” asked Sam.  “That people who can become invisible act so flashy?”

Next to her on the roof, Danny kicked his feet back and forth.  A parade of ghosts marched through the streets below.  “I mean, you have to remember the people who become ghosts.”

Sam looked at him.  “What do you mean?”

“Well, it’s people who didn’t get what they wanted in life.  Who wanted to do something, or be something, but didn’t get to.  People who already feel invisible.”

“Does that include you?”

Danny shrugged and leaned back to look at the sky.

Last update of the day!

We've rounded out with a pretty good night because my mom got me dino nuggets for dinner and mint chocolate chip ice cream (my favorite) for dessert!

I'm gonna cry happy tears now

I can't sleep and the near constant notifications from Tumblr aren't helping.

(No, I can't turn my phone on vibrate because too many people in my family are sick and I'm the only one who wakes up to my phone ringing more than I do my own alarm)

So, I've given up sleeping for the night. I have to wake up in like...two hours anyway. (Shift starts at 4, we leave the house no later than 3:15, my alarm goes off at 2:00 so I have time to get ready)

I've been awake since 11:15 May 1st with only a three hour nap on May 2nd. My shift is 15 hours (4:00 to 19:00)

I've got a Mountain Dew, a Powerade, and 2 Rockstar to keep me awake for the shift (and food)

...sigh

At least the pay's decent. Our highest paying venue at $16 and hour