#dp amorpho

Same prompt as the last post. Imagine a DP villain crashing a banquet or fancy ball because Danny was there and their eyes land on you, who also happens to be their nemesis. During the confrontation, a slow song begins to play. Wanting to toy with you they grab your hand and forcefully pull you onto the dance floor so you can slow dance with them. One hand is on your lower back, the other grasping yours as they lead you in the dance with their piercing eyes staring into yours as they tell you their grand plan for the night. As you waltz the lights shine down on you both, giving you and them an ethereal glow. For a moment, just a moment they fall silent as they look down at you. In that moment their eyes are soft as they see you in a new light.

Characters that would do this

Ghost Writer….But horribly. In the last post, @sugarviv helped me open my eyes to the fact that this man would try to be all suave as he danced with you, trying to make himself out like a Great Gatsby or Phantom of the Opera type, but unless he’s utilizing his typewriter to bend reality this man is gonna fail. It's going to go like this.

Ghostwriter smirks smugly as he grabs you by your hand and pulls you into his chest. The stage was set. Was he horribly underdressed for the occasion in just his scarf and coat? Yes, but you were dressed formally and that's all that mattered to him. "What a pleasant surprise seeing you here. Now, shall we dance my dear?" He asked as he began to waltz throughout the dance floor with you. There was a distinct chill in the air as he gazed down at you, his eyes glowing in the dim lights.

 "You must be wondering-" The moment is interrupted as he steps on your foot, eliciting a small grunt from you. "Shit sorry-" He trips on your feet again. "Shit-" He trips and this time he falls onto the floor with you in tow. The author groans as his nose crinkles in annoyance. “Damn it-” As he opens his eyes the realization that your form is on top of his hits him like a truck. Shock floods his system as his eyes grow to the size of dishes. He swallows only to find that his mouth is suddenly dry. If he still had a beating heart he just knew that it would have leapt from his chest by now. Mission failed…successfully?

Amorpho: 

This man is an attention whore and what better way to garner much-needed attention than to be the center of attention at a fancy ball? 

It can go two ways with him. If he decides to go on the down low then he’ll transform into a handsome gentleman before he takes you by the hand and starts the dance. He’ll bask in all the attention as the crowd murmurs about the mysterious stranger dancing with you all the while you know exactly what's up. As you glare at him, all he does is offer an innocent smile. “What? I just want to have a little bit of fun.” He whispers to you as a glint shines in his crimson eyes. Is it…affection? If he’s feeling like simply scaring the crowd he’ll do it in his ghost form to watch the crowd scatter as he dances with you. The chaos just adds to his delight as he waltzes with you, basking in all the attention. However, at this moment there’s only one person whose attention he craves and it’s yours <3

Prince Aragon: This man is probably the most toxic on the list along with Spectra, especially if you’re female presenting dejdjkdkdf. This dude just radiates dancing with his enemy vibes especially if he starts to see them as a potential bride or groom. Any attempts to pull away are met with a sharp glare and a hiss from his lips as he tightens his hold on your hands. If you’re female presenting or cis female best believe this man is gonna be misogynistic during the dance, critiquing your form, how you dressed to the event, the fact that you just won’t submit and dance willingly like he wants you to, honestly if Danny doesn’t come to deck out his lights you just might. If you’re male presenting or cis male he probably won’t be any better djkdkjd.

Bullet: Unlike Walker (I’m still crying I wanna dance with him so much sob) I can see Bullet taking a moment to toy with you via dancing with you. If there's someone you’re particularly close with be it a crush or friend he very well might overshadow them to dance with you just to get you even more agitated.

Characters that would do this, but a little differently

Dora. 

Imagine for her you’ve been kidnapped by her brother to be his queen/king and Dora is assigned to teach you how to dance because Aragon wants to have a big ball to celebrate you becoming his spouse and he can’t have you stepping on his feet the whole night. She’s grasping your hand delicately as she goes through the steps. Every so often the lights shine down on you just right, casting you in this glimmering glow. If she didn’t know any better, she’d say that you were an angel.

She can’t help the faint blush that creeps along her cheeks as she gazes up at you. Despite having helped her brother kidnap you, you’ve been so kind to her. Your gaze is so soft as you look at her like she’s a beautiful treasure to be cherished. Every opportunity you can, you try and convince her that she’s not just a pretty face, that she’s allowed to feel emotions other than happy or neutral, and that she’s allowed to be strong and independent just like her brother. She knows it's most likely just pity after you’ve seen how the prince treats her, but she still cherishes the few moments alone with you she gets. You just…make her feel like she’s more than just her brother’s glorified maid. She dares to dream that you could be her spouse instead of her brothers. It's a silly dream, she knows. Her brother claimed you first, and whatever he wants he always gets. Besides, it was already made clear that she couldn’t pick her betrothed. Whoever she wed would be hand-picked by her brother as their parents were no longer around the marry her off. As she waltzes with you in the deserted ballroom, all those troubling thoughts begin to fade away as she offers you a smile full of melancholy and eyes full of adoration. “You’ll make a wonderful bride/groom…I know it.”

Nocturn. I can see him setting up a scene like this in your dreams. What better place to be alone with you away from possible interference than your mind? He conjures up the whole fancy ball scene, making sure every detail is perfect before he appears before you. He knows who you are and knows you’ll do anything to aid the ghost boy in thwarting his plans. He takes you to the little scene he's set up with one hand on the small of your back. No matter what you do, how much you might try to fight back or run, you just end up right back in this little ballroom scene he's made just for you. The nocturnal ghost smirks as he grabs you by your wrist and pulls you close. "No one is coming to aid you in this battle that's being waged inside your mind, so you might as well just enjoy the party my dear." He coos as he starts to lead you in a twisted waltz as his nightmarish minions watch from the crowd. "Why fight it my little star? I can make you have such pleasant dreams. I can show you anything your heart desires." He dips you low as he leans in to whisper into your ear. "I can be whatever your heart desires here...All you have to do is allow me to do as I please."dp bulle

Desiree. Idk, I just get the vibes that if you have caught her attention she will want to dance with you, but maybe not in front of a crowd and probably not a waltz. I looked into her ethnicity and I believe she is Arab so maybe she’d teach you some Arabian dances to do with her. Sorry I don’t have a small blurb for her like I do Ghost Writer and Amorpho, I don’t know her character well enough djkdjfdjkdf. 

Bonus Platonic Friends!

Youngblood: 

I can see this little guy thinking that this whole fancy party you’re at is boring. Where’s the clowns?! The bouncy castles?! What do you mean everyone has to dress in such stuffy clothes?! He’s had enough and changes the music to something more fun to dance to before grabbing your hands and dancing to it with you. You’re his favorite playmate after all besides Danny. Since he’s not here, you’ll do as his dancing partner! Besides, you looked all bored in the crowd before he came along.

His movements are fast and erratic as you guys dance, but it's not long before you’re laughing along with him. The energetic ghost is just a ball of energy and it ends up rubbing off on you. Not long after the song ends he drags you to the desert table, eager to devour all the sweets he can before Danny comes to put a stop to his fun.

“Bet ya can’t eat more cupcakes than me!” That was all you heard before he shoveled his first cupcake into his mouth, not even warning you that the challenge had started.

“You’re on little man!” You yell before beginning to devour your portion of the cupcakes. Frosting quickly smeared across your mouth, dripping onto your clothes, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was beating this little brat at his own game.

By the time Danny found you two all the cupcakes were gone and both you and Youngblood were groaning on the floor. 

“No…No fair. You…you cheated.” He managed to groan out as he held his upset stomach.

“Don’t…don’t be a sore loser kid.” Was all you choked out before you gagged. You’d won, but at what cost?

Sidney:

This sweetheart would never in a million years think of forcing you to dance with him as a power play. He just wouldn’t have it in him. What does he look like, a bully?

However, seeing the fancy dance you’re at hits him with a pang of bittersweet nostalgia as he reminisces about the school proms he had gone to when he was still alive. The proms he had gone to never really worked out as the bullying tended to get worse whenever he’d show up without a date or his bullies would devise a cruel prank for him. Still, there had been some good memories. Hanging out with the few friends he did have. Chowing down on all the junk the school had to offer at the snack table. Enjoying the music in the corner as he watched the rest of the partygoers dance the night away. As he reminisces in the corner you happen to spot him. It was a fairly easy task as he stood out with his monochrome coloration amidst the sea of colorful suits and dresses. He looked so forlorn as he watched the crowd dance and have a grand old time…How could you possibly just leave him alone?

Sidney looked up as he saw you approach him, his eyes widening slightly. He had seen you amongst the crowd, but he didn’t think you’d spare him a moment of your time. Before he could say anything, you held out your hand as a faster, upbeat song began to play. “W-Wait, you’re asking me to dance?” He asked shakily as he glanced at the crowd.

“What does it look like Pointdexter?” “I-I don’t know the steps, w-what would I even do? No, no I shouldn’t-” He let out a startled cry as you grabbed his hand and yanked him out onto the dance floor. You could read the diseased introvert like a book. It was clear he did want to dance, he was just afraid to go out onto the floor by himself. Maybe if he wasn’t alone he’d gain some confidence. 

He stretches and contorts his body into its new shape before stepping out of the alley. He stops to check his reflection in a store window, meeting a pair of green eyes and a smirk on his borrowed face. No one would suspect a thing.

Now all he has to do is lay low until the ghost boy gets bored. Should be easy enough, Amorpho thinks. He can play nice for a few hours, and as long as he isn’t seen with the red head who had been following, he should be golden.

He realizes luck isn’t on his side however, when he sees the red head in question jogging in his direction. How did he get here? They had left him behind six blocks ago!

“Oi, Wes! Weren’t you just with- you’re not my brother.”

Oh, this isn’t the same one. The face is similar, but he sees now that the haircut and outfit are completely different. Crisis averted. Sure, Amorpho wasn’t planning on being talked to, but he can still-

Wait.

He sees through the disguise. How can he see through the disguise? No one is supposed to see through the Great Amorpho! This boy is human, Amorpho doesn’t see any ghost tech, so how can he see-

“You friends with Fenton or something? These are some sick effects.”

... Effects?

The boy leans forward- with Amorpho subsequently leaning back- to further examine “Wes’s” features. “Dang, you look just like him!...” He shrugs and relents, meeting the polymorph’s confused gaze, “Well, almost.”

Amorpho blinks, “Almost?” Okay, so he must have missed something crucial. Did he get the freckles wrong? No, that shouldn’t have been so easy to spot, he couldn’t have messed them up that bad.

“Well, yeah,” The kid responds, looking as if it’s the the most obvious thing in the world, “Wes has this funny little mole on his neck. I got one too, see?”

To prove his point, the boy pulls the hood of his shirt to the side to reveal- sure enough, a mole.

How could he even see that?

“Good attempt, though. If it weren’t for that, I wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference.” He gives a reassuring pat on the shoulder. Amorpho attempts to shy away from it and subsequently fails due to the kid not getting the hint. “Like I said, only other kid I know dedicated to effects like these is Fenton, you guys friends?”

“Ah-” Okay, he can work with this. “Yes! I am indeed friends with Billy.”

“You mean Danny?”

“Right!”

“Sweet,” The boy blows at the bangs that hang over his eye and extends a hand. “Name’s Kyle.”

Amorpho hesitates, looking between the hand and the boy- Kyle’s, face. He seems genuine, albeit a bit stupid. Figuring there’s no harm, he takes Kyle’s invitation in a loose shake. “I am Amorpho.”

“Amorpho, nice. Better stage name than Phantom.”

“Er- thanks?” What is happening right now?

Kyle suddenly grins with a calculating glint in his eye. “Say, Fenton’s able to change how he looks in like, four seconds flat.”

Amorpho frowns, “Yes, and...?”

“And, I’m asking if you can do that too.”

Understanding dawns on him, and Amorpho grins back. Rather than answering, he takes a single step back and, with a dramatic flare of the hand, allows his body to change shape once more until it molds into an identical copy of the boy before him. And, for good measure, he pulls the hood aside to show that, yes, he remembered the mole this time.

Kyle looks his new doppelganger up and down and gives a thumbs up. He then grabs the other’s wrist and starts pulling him along, “Now, how you feel about turning someone’s world upside down?”

Amorpho follows without a fuss. He hadn’t expected a partner in crime, but he certainly couldn’t complain.

“Have something in mind?”