Writing For Me Only Exists In Extremes Either It's Like Pulling Out Each Of Your Teeth With Pliers One

Danny: What? You think we're what? No, no, it's ghosts. They came predead, already dead, free with a side of constant invasion. Zombies? Who told you that?

Bart:... The government?

Danny: And you believed them?

Bart: Zombies are real!

Danny: I'm aware. I'm saying you shouldn't trust the government and what they say.

Tim: If you don't trust the government, why are you doing taxes?

Danny: Because I don't trust them not to buy hitmen for the IRS, keep up.

It's Danny's first time doing his taxes, and he's reaching out to an online friend to help him. This is how he discovers that as far as the rest of the world is concerned, Amity Park is a barely contained zombie outbreak.

He'd made an online friend, Bart, and they played video games a lot.

Danny's fulltime job is inventing alongside his parents, and as that makes him self-employed (he doesn't work for his parents just next to them), this makes his taxes a little...scary. And it's his first tax season.

He reaches out to Bart, and asks if he knows anyone who files as self employed and if they'd be able to give him some guidance.

He can't ask his parents because, apparently, they've just been throwing random numbers on the papers and have no interest in actually doing them. Danny would like to do this properly.

Also he would like to know how his parents haven't been arrested? Questions for later.

So he shoots a message to Bart, who's apparently in the middle of some sort of sleepover with all of his old friends. Bart assures him that it's fine, and they'll all pitch in to help.

They just need to know his city and state so that the nerd of the group, some guy named Tim, can look up local state and city tax law.

When he tells them he's from Amity Park, there's no response for a good ten minutes.

What follows is a barely legible request for a phone number to call, and a group of people on the other side shouting and asking how he's avoided dying in the hellscape zombie apocalypse that is Amity Park.

Danny has no idea what the other shit means, but he's not about to dodge a chance to make a dead joke when he has one.

"I mean. If you wanna get technical, I didn't. Is...that something that'll effect my taxes?"

OR: The GIW has been lying to keep the Justice League and Justice League Dark out of Amity Park by declaring it a Disaster Zone, stating that not only is there massive pollutants in the air and soil, but that the undead run rampant and are barely contained. The wording they use, however, is a little weird upon closer inspection. It never specifies zombie, and it never says what pollutants. Danny's not super interested about that, though; he just wants to pay his taxes so that the IRS doesn't kill him in his sleep.

Everyone should be able to express their small and mean opinions to someone who won't clutch their pearls about it. Being a bitch is a human right

actually @ every fanfiction writer whether you wrote something that got thousands of reblogs and comments and became a staple in your fandom, or you wrote one fic and deleted it, or you write mutilchaptered fics that never get a final update, or write short fics, or long fics, or used to write and now you don’t, or you deleted/orphaned your works, or you only share with friends:

thank you.

sharing your writing is hard. and sometimes it’s thankless. sometimes it’s such a negative experience that I wonder how anyone does it at all. but you are needed; you are wanted. whether or not we properly acknowledge it, you are a vital part of fandom culture. thanks for sharing.

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Danny Phantom, Shazam! | Captain Marvel (Comics), DCU (Comics) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Billy Batson & Danny Fenton, Danny Fenton & Jason Todd, Dani Phantom & Superboy Characters: Billy Batson, Captain Marvel, Batman, Superman, Flash, Justice League (DCU), Sam Manson, Tucker Foley, Jazz Fenton, Danielle "Dani" Phantom, Jason Todd, Black Canary (DCU), Damian Wayne, Danny Fenton, Kon-El | Conner Kent Additional Tags: Misunderstandings, Based around a concept I found on Tumblr, Danny Fenton is an Adult, Danny's ghost form Does Not Age, Billy Batson was Adopted by Danny Fenton, Tf when you think your immortal coworker adopted a dead child, But really it's the other way around, Batman is Good With Kids, One Shot, no longer a one shot, Billy Batson is a little shit, Danny Fenton is a Little Shit, Aged-Up Danny Fenton, dani goes by elle, Fluff, There will be incoming angst, no regrets, Hurt, Comfort, Clones, Eldritch Danny Fenton, Scary Captain Marvel, I forgot to put Danny in the character section, Fixed it but so embarrassed, Therapy, clone feels Summary:

“Am I your dad!!?” Billy shouted. Danny paused. Took a deep breath in and out before turning to him.

“I’m gonna need you to back up, and explain. Please.”

 Or, what happens when a twelve year old masquerading as an adult superhero calls his guardian, an adult who can also turn into a child superhero, on speaker phone, in front of the Justice League.

What a year this week has been.

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Killed it dead, no regrets.

When you have too long of a conversation in the comments on ao3 it starts to look like this on mobile. We broke it lmao

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4 days until wet rat wednesday

They get affirmed one (1) time because turns out one of the girl scout leaders was using it as a cover for drug trafficking because no one suspects the thin mints box to have heroin in it, and suddenly they act like they're always right. It is very annoying.

My firm and very sincere belief that Tim Drake and Damian Wayne are the brothers that completely affirm each others paranoia fuelled contingencies for really inane situations. Its the most irritating thing ever. Like Damian will say “what if this girl scout is really just a means for someone to poison us” and Tim will instantly say “you’re so right, we need to do a homeland security level background check on the entire girl scouts chapter in gotham immediately”. The definition of bring out the worst in each other.

They’re not allowed to be in any living situation together without supervision because the last time they were left alone in the manor together, they literally created such stringent security measures that not even Alfred and Bruce could get into the house.