Colorblind artist, cosplayer and punk! Mononoke my beloved

Its @lairongy au time

Its suppose to be one of those like space cloud looking things, I don't know how well it actually looks like it though

but it's an entirely new level of tragic when somebody you've actually spoken to gets turned into a bot account. it's like peeking at a zombie apocalypse through the window and realizing one of the shambling corpses was your friend.

and then the zombie catches sight of you, lurches up to your window, and shouts through the glass that they accidentally reported your account to tumblr and you'll be deactivated unless you click this link.

if you get something like this ↑ they're gonna follow up by instructing you to contact tumblr support on discord and give you contact info; or they're gonna link a website that looks sort of like tumblr support and say you have to email them; or any variety of "you must now contact tumblr, here is how you contact tumblr."

whatever they send you, it Does Not lead to tumblr. it leads to the master zombie that bit them and inducted them into the ranks of the undead, and will bite you the second they have your email and password. i might be confusing zombies and vampires. anyway,

it's easier to fall for these messages because the blog doesn't LOOK like a bot blog, because it ISN'T a bot blog. it's a normal person's blog that got accessed by a bot, meaning the blog's content CLEARLY looks like a real active user when you click on it. and yes—it might even be a blog you already know. sometimes bots like this go down a blog's DMs or reblogs and message people they've previously interacted with.

Danny: The one with the glasses?

Bruce: Yes. His name is Clark Kent. He can be trusted.

Danny: Okay. *Writes note down* What about the woman next to him?

Bruce: That's Cat Grant, and no, she can't be trusted. Everything you say to her will turn into a gossip-lifting, life-ruining article.

Danny: Got it. *writes more notes*

Jason, watching the two from a few feet away: Say, who's that kid Bruce is media training? Is he a new ward he took in?

Tim: No, that's Danny Fenton, the face of Fenton Works. They signed up as a sub-company of Wayne Enterprise. Originally, they were a paranormal investigation and capture company- yes, I mean ghost hunters- but it was discovered that almost all thier tech can be used on metas. Bruce wants to make medical equipment that can be used by our enhanced citizens.

Jason: I see. But why a kid so young? He's your age, right?

Tim: Hmm, apparently his parents, the owners of Fenton Works, made him CEO so they could focus on ghost hunting and the occasional meta medical machines for Bruce. He got here a week ago to shadow me for CEO training, and Bruce stole him after they met outside my office. Danny hangs onto his every word, and I think Bruce forgot what it was like to have a kid actually listen to him.

Jason: Ah thats makes sense. What do you think of him?

Tim: Well, he's a little naive, easy to trick, and has way too much empathy for the cold world of business. I'm gonna have him in my bed.

Jason: Ah....well that took a turn. One I do not like so I'm gonna....*walks away*

Tim: He will be ✨️mine✨️

Stratt: I don’t have the time or emotional capacity to be sad or stressed about this.

Stratt: GRACE!

Grace: On it!

Grace: I’m her carer

Vivisection with crossovers excluded (straight down to batman bc it's interesting info to see 17);

And dissection (batman was not listed so you get top 5);

While filtering for crossovers ONLY gets this for vivisection:

And this for dissection;

So the thing you have to understand is in the show Danny's parents are mad scientists. And not only are they mad scientists, they're mad scientists set on studying ghosts. They don't think ghosts are people. They know ghosts experience pain and don't care, and regularly threaten to tear Phantom apart molecule by molecule:

^ said in front of Danny-their-son

And then these exchanges, following an identity reveal to the whole world. The reveal gets undone via reality hijinks later, but we still get this:

^ His sister Jazz gets it.

And you see in these screenshots something else really important: They do not know that their son Danny is the superhero ghost Danny Phantom.

They love him! Every time they learn he's Danny Phantom in the show, they decide loving him is more important than the fact that he's a ghost.

Buuut.

This whole dynamic opens up a whole beautiful rainbow of angst fics, doesn't it?

What if they kill Danny before ever realizing it's him? What if killing him is what reveals it's him? What if they capture him and vivisect him and he can't reveal himself to them the whole time? What if they get far enough that it kills the human part of him and he can never give them solid evidence what happened to their beloved son?

What if he tries revealing himself to them after he realizes what they're about to do, and they don't believe him?

Because there's the other direction you can take this. A lot of people in the phandom were queer teenagers in the aughts, when the question of 'will my parents accept me even though they hate what I am?' was a very personally relevant question.

Which means you get fics where Danny reveals himself, and his parents don't accept him.

Where not only do they hate ghosts more than they love him, but they start treating him like they treat any other ghost.

And that includes experimenting on him.

Alfred: Certainly, Master Danny. How can I be of service?

Danny: Okay *Deep breath* You know how Bruce is known as a playboy airhead and I'm his whimpy, scared-of-everything younger brother to the public?

Alfred: Yes, your personas to misdirect the public are quite entertaining to watch.

Danny: Well, I realize a flaw in my persona.

Alfred: Oh?

Danny: I'm supposed to be scared of my own shadow, so how am I supposed to flirt with someone when I'm acting like being outside the manor is the equivalent of stepping outside a sanctuary during a zombie apocalypse?

Alfred: Hmm? Can you clarify?

Danny: It's just-! There was this really attractive guy at the Gala, and I was acting like the usual Whimp Wayne, so every time he stepped closer, I had to scramble away. How am I supposed to meet someone like that?

Like. I’ve always sorta understood that things grow moldy or stale or sour or such if left out, but I never really internalized it in a meaningful way.

But now I’m just like.

Yeah. The hungering dust. There exists omnivorous dust in the air that will eat my food if I don’t.

Those bagels have been sitting there for a week. Are we going to eat them soon or are we leaving them for the hungering dust?

Pizza’s been sitting out on the counter for an hour. Everyone’s enjoying the pizza, but if we don’t want “everyone” to include the hungering dust then we should probably put it away soon.

That’s just. That’s how food works to me now. There exists an invisible predator in the air that hungers for your yummies, and it will not hesitate to eat your food if you don’t make the effort to protect and preserve it. And eat what can’t be preserved before the dust can.

“go bad”, it just gets eaten

by something else first