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[Carrying the bull's shadow part ??; A Safe Space (temp title?); Word count: 3875; have fun on this trip in Ben's mind]
Ben couldn’t sleep. He had tried, multiple times already that night, managing to only get short naps before his body woke up again. He looked at his watch, but it was useless, the thing had stopped at some point, not sure if the battery ran out or it just broke the day all fell, the hands fixing at 2:38 and never moving again. Why did he keep the thing he didn’t really know. Its reflective surface was good to start fires with the sun. Right. He closed his eyes hoping to rest at the images of flames flickering and rising, keeping him warm and cooking the fish he caught. But a few minutes later they were open again, mind on alert. It was a stupid habit that just didn’t want to let go from his time alone, when any sound would mean a dinosaur coming to get an easy meal, a sleeping human. Sleeping on trees had helped ease the constant anxiety a bit, at least from the idea of Compys chewing on him alive, not that they would have dared after that stunt he had pulled on them.
He could not stop the smirk coming and pulling at his lips at the memory. Yeah it had been like one of the worst days ever. Even then he couldn’t sleep, both for anxiety and Bumpy stealing his leaf ‘bed’ in the small shelter he had. And apparently he got a really bad temper when sleep deprived. He had snapped against Bumpy, scaring her away, shelter destroyed. And without the, at the time, baby ankylosaur at his side the Compys seemed to decide to torment him. The whole day, everytime more of them showed up, until after he had cried himself to sleep he woke up to a storm thundering and a swarm of like fifty-more Compys surrounding him. And that was the night they learned to fear Benjamin Fitzgerald Pincus. So many things changed since then. It was like the island opened a door for him, taking him in, and he became who he was now. Not anymore scared Ben from camp, but a true survivor, a fighter, the boy of the island, wild child, as sometimes they called him now. One that instead of running from an angry dinosaur would stand his ground and fight. And somehow this worried the rest of them more. I can take care of myself. They don’t have to worry. A bitter thought, but a true one. He had survived alone for he didn’t know how long while they had each other, easy access to ‘food’, if that canned stuff could be called food, and a “solid” safe base. If there was something that still scared him, it was the idea of turning back to who he was before. There were only a few times where he wished he wasn't like this, that he still was the same as before, that the… incident…, had never happened, that he could have stayed with the others from the moment of their stranding. For the most part he was happier with how things went. Here. On the island. He learned to call the place Home, to the point he was reconsidering leaving it. Staying on the island.
Maybe that was something he should have worried about more, but he was done worrying and overthinking and panicking and… oh that was what he was doing now, wasn’t it? Who did he want to fool, he still was scared of many things, he just learned to hide it better and to fight. Scared and armed, a terrible combination. He sighted and slowly started sitting up in his bunk, looking around.
It wasn’t actually his bunk, it was Yaz’s, but she was sharing the bed below with Sammy that night and he had been just too tired to stay on the couch or a branch, wanting the feeling of something closer to a bed under him.
And then he didn’t sleep, because of course that was how it worked.
He rolled over and silently jumped off, avoiding the creaking planks and casting a quick glance behind, making sure to not have disturbed the two girls cuddled together. Sammy holding Yaz and Yaz’s head resting on Sammy’s chest. Quite the adorable sight.
The impromptu cuddle sessions were probably the reason the two had claimed the bunks hidden behind the couch, which was the most amount of privacy any of them had… if you didn’t count the couch piece was usually Ben’s night spot, since he didn’t have a bed, and in the weeks passed he had gotten a lot of material to tease the Track-star like an annoying little sibling.
Peeking over he took a quick head count. Darius bunk was on the floor above, the only other instance of privacy in the treehouse, and hopefully he was asleep. Kenji was in the hammock at the other side of the treehouse, his tall frame barely fitting and one of his legs dangling out, but definitely sound asleep. A dinosaur could roar in his face and he would still keep on sleeping probably. Then the bunk on top… was empty. Must have been Brooklynn’s time to take watch. And indeed there she was next to the ladder, resting on the railing with her bat in hand. Rip the possibility of sneaking out. He could have managed if any of the others were up, but Brooklynn was impossible to deceive, second to her were only Yaz and himself probably. Still it didn’t kill to try. Unless Lynn hits me with that bat, then maybe it would kill to try.
Picking up his own weapon he silently moved out of his hiding spot, still sure to avoid the creaking and unstable bits of flooring. If he could reach the tree on the side maybe he could swing off the branches.
“Where are you going?” The whisper was loud enough for him to hear without disturbing the others, and the tone firm and serious. Ben froze in his tracks and slowly turned to the girl, trying to not look too guilty and come up with an excuse. Brooklynn was still facing the jungle, and not looking at him. How in hell did she bust him? And I'm the one with freaky jungle senses?
“Uh. Umh. Bathroom?” He attempted. Oh now she turned her head towards him, eyebrow raised. Not buying it. He did not mean to make it sound like a question and that busted the lie.
“Ok ok… uh, just checking on Bumpy.” He hoped this was more convincing.
Brooklynn pointed under the treehouse, where Bumpy was resting. Then she fully turned to him, arms crossed and bat bouncing, like the tail of a cat that was getting slightly pissed off. Pink hair glowing almost white in the moonlight and giving her a more menacing aura.
“Oh, weeelll, look at her. Sleeping nicely” He said a bit too enthusiastically and leaning on the railing himself. Idea! “Yooou know what, you look pretty tired too, why don't you go to have a nice rest, mm? I’m plenty awake. I can take the watch turn” He smiled at her, putting an arm around her shoulders and pointing at her bunk.
“And yooou know you are a terrible liar. Also Darius just woke me up for the turn change so, I’m plenty rested too.” She smugly said, “And as if I didn't know you’d sneak away god knows where.”
“Aw. shit.” He was so unlucky tonight, and if Darius had just woke her up then he probably was still awake too, so he was probably observing the interaction. He had noticed how he seemed to keep an extra eye on him. Everyone was worried he’d disappear in thin air. Sometimes he thought of doing it. There was a reason they didn’t let him do many night shifts.
With a groan, he basically slumped against the railing, letting one leg fall between the bars, enjoying the feeling of partly weightlessness.
“Ben?” She was looking at him, bat resting at her side. He gripped his spear tighter.
With a roll of eyes Brooklynn went back to watch the jungle. “If you need to go out a bit, I'm not stopping you, you know. Just… don’t hide it. I guess we get a bit too much sometimes, but it’s just because we are..”
“Worried? yeah.. you guys don’t have to. I..”
“Can take care of yourself. We know.” She finished. “See you are fitting right back in, we are starting to know your lines.”
He should have been happy about that, why wasn't he? Still a small smile formed on his face. “I knew it was useless to try and sneak past you. Thanks for… letting me out,” he laughed a bit, “I just need to go on a walk and get some air. I can’t sleep anyway” He started making his way down the ladder, securing the spear in his belt.
“I’ll bring Bumpster with me, so I’ll not be alone. She will wake up anyway once she senses me on the ground, we have a bond like that.” He proudly smirked.
“Yeah sure, Wild Child. You and your Amazing Dino be careful, and don’t give me that look, I’ve heard some big roars.” That nickname Yaz had given him really had stuck with everyone it seemed.
Ben gave her a thumbs up, indicating he had heard her, and jumped the last steps landing on the ground. On cue, Bumpy stirred and looked at him questioningly.
He greeted her and patted her head, then rubbed her horns in apology for waking her up. He didn’t need to speak, but did anyway.
“Sorry girl, wanna go for a walk and get a midnight snack, or two or three a.m one. I have no clue what hour it is”. Walking at her side he directed her to the shrubbery and out the camp clearing.
Brooklynn watched him disappear in the dark jungle, a bad feeling of deja-vu coming to her. Then she looked at the upper floor of the treehouse and crossed eyes with Darius.
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As he walked next to the bushes, Ben picked up a few berries and tossed them to Bumpy, who wasn’t one to refuse the sweet snacks. He felt bad for needing this time alone, but he also knew that if he didn’t move he would go insane in bed without sleep. He planned on tiring himself out so that at least the next night he would pass out without a doubt.
He took a drink at the river and then kept walking along it, trying to remember to not stray too far from the camp. Bumpy nudged him in the arm.
“What's up girl?” She looked at him, making a low bellow. He wished he could understand her as well as she seemed to get him. After a while, heading back, they found a big bush, filled with the red berries they both loved. Bumpy started munching on it happily and Ben refilled his bag. You never had enough stash here in the jungle
As he did so his mind started spiraling again on many unsaid things. There was a lot he wasn’t sure he would ever be ready to share with the group. The only thing he ever talked about was his fight with Toro, and even there just part of it. He thought a lot about the Carnotaurus, who a few weeks after the fight, started appearing everywhere he went. Following him like a shadow. Or was Ben unknowingly following the dinosaur? Sure it was more than just coincidence, considering he even saw him…
He got distracted by some chirping and the sound of tossing around. Picking his spear back in hand he went looking. He took notice of Bumpy huffing and was quick to tell her she could keep on eating. He had an idea of what it was. He had been thinking about them just now.
And turning behind a big tree, he found exactly what he was thinking of. Two baby dinosaurs. Small nubs on their heads where horns would soon grow, bodies made for running, sharp pin-needle teeth filled mouths, rows of rounded scales on the striped coloration.
Baby Carnotaurus. And not just any Carnotaurus.
Toro’s babies.
“Ehi, Arrow, Bullet,” he called. Yes he had named them.
The two raised their heads and stopped play-fighting, or better to say Bullet stopped bullying her brother, to go and jump on him. Ben raised his braced arm with practice as the little one grabbed onto it and they started playing tug, while Arrow watched, unsure. Shy. Ben smiled at that, he reminded him so much of how he was before. Still once he grew up he would become one of the greatest predators of the island.
Bullet was total opposite of her brother, as one could easily tell. She was totally her father’s daughter, having earned his aggressive disposition. She was very much a bite first and think later. Just like me now. As much as it made him proud it also worried him, her recklessness could bring her to danger. Just like the others worrying for me.
The brace snapped and Bullet ran away victorious with the bark piece in her mouth and low happy barks.
“Nice job girl, you were faster this time, I need to step up my game.” He clapped his hands. He had played with them like this a few times now, in the couple weeks they had hatched, sometimes even with Toro around watching. He wasn’t sure what all of that meant.
Truth was he only kept the brace for this. And for looks. He didn’t need it anymore, the skin under it having scarred completely. It was kinda ugly and he didn’t want to let the others see so he kept on covering it. Like he covered all the scars, the ones he could, physical and psychological ones. While he was overthinking again, Arrow had gotten closer, bumping his round scaly snout to his cheek, where another scar rested, one he could not hide. Then the chick crawled on his lap and half under his shirt, head poking at the neckline, nubs and scales tickling his chest. He laughed as the dinosaur shifted in a comfortable position and happily purred. He had been doing it since day one and didn’t seem to care he was quickly overgrowing his favorite spot. He checked back to see Bumpy still eating at the bush and he relaxed against the tree, before looking back again realizing they were quite close to camp.
Were the roars Brooklynn warned about Toro’s? Then where was he?
“What are you two doing over here, where is dad?”
That wording felt right.
Of course they could not answer him, instead just looking up with their big eyes. Bullet came at his side again, giving him the brace back, her little fangs showing through the lips and eyes shining.
“Round two?” He put the brace back on and prepared his arm again. It was harder playing with Arrow on his lap, chirping in protest. They kept playing for a while, until the ground started vibrating and the trees parted. The scarred Carnotaurus entering the small clearing.
Ben had smelled him before he came into view, the stench of burned flesh never seemingly leaving the creature. His skin still, and probably forever, not fully healed. He was amazed by how he still survived with everything he went through. With all the pain he was constantly subjected to. Probably as unlucky as he was.
The little ones ran to him chirping and he reached down rubbing his snout to theirs, lowly grumbling, sniffing. Then he saw Ben and grumbled again, louder. Before the boy could move the dinosaur closed the distance, leaving no way for escaping. Ben closed his eyes preparing for what was coming.
Lick.
Wet and sticky saliva all over him.
He opened an eye just as Toro snorted, the smell of rotting flesh from his meals filling the air around for a moment. He would definitely need to shower later. Another lick. His hair now sticking up like Kenji’s.
He was alive.
He was laughing.
He blinked trying to get the saliva out of his lashes, and looked up at the Carnotaurus. The scar on the snout glistening in the moonlight, mirroring the one on his cheek. His stomach twisted knowing he had partly reopened that scarring with the spear point at his side, hitting an already vulnerable spot. He looked into Toro's yellow eyes, and he was transported to a different clearing, at a more desperate him, ready to fight the one that was blocking his path, fear crashing through his body as he thought it was either win or death.
Rough scales rubbed against him and he took hold of the large head, scars brushing scars.
“What..” he managed to say, before the air was taken out of his lungs, body being pressed against the tree and he grabbed onto the horns. He felt his feet leave the ground as the dinosaur raised his head. “Well this is familiar.” He said, upper body now laying on the dinosaur head and snout, like it had once before, just that at that time he was being tossed around like on a rodeo bull, his shoulder scraped, remembering how it felt to hit the sharp horn. He also remembered the moment after it, when Toro roared at him and for a second he looked in his eyes and understood him. A feeling of respect and… something. Battle over. Then Bumpy came crashing before anything else could happen and the rest was so fast that he couldn’t rationalize anything. After that he just buried it all in his mind, happy to have Bumpy back and the rest is history.
Back to the moment he could hear the babies’ chitters under him as he was put back down. They twirled around his legs as Toro laid down, with a big yawn but not relaxing, curling his tail around the babies and the boy.
Ben remained watching a bit, still dumbfounded by the situation, before resting his back on Toro’s side, feeling the scales with one hand. They were different from Bumpy’s ones, having a more leathery feeling even burned, with occasional hard bumps. Osteoderms was not the right words to describe them, but the only one that popped up in his mind. Darius would have known better, but it was the only word he could think of as it was the word for Bumpy’s, who even in the less armored spots had constant hardened scales, rough to the touch, abrasive almost, if his legs where any proof of what riding a dinosaur without protection and in shorts was like. So similar yet so different. Thinking and overthinking all the encounters with the dinosaur as he memorized the feeling of each nub and scale.
He stretched his legs and yawned, before curling against the warm side, feeling it rise and lower with every breath. Arrow took back his place on his lap, and Ben started petting him; Bullet attached herself to his side. He looked at the two babies and then at Toro, his attentive gaze resting on the three of them, a huff puffing his nostrils, lips curled in an almost amused expression, before turning to the jungle again. Maybe Ben was getting tired, because his mind was starting to give him absurd ideas. Yet it seemed so logical. Observing the dinosaur. Was it a crazy realization he had just now, or had he been too blind to notice earlier.
He had greeted him like he did his babies, he let him play with them, brought him to his nest, he had been watching over him from way before, after their fight.
It was because of an interrupted, unfinished battle first.
It was because he saw him as one of his own too, now.
Well that was going to be a hard thing to explain to the others, he didn’t even know how to start. Or if he wanted too. There was so much he was keeping from them, but would they understand or think he had completely lost his mind? He had not realized it until now sure but he somehow had felt it anyway, in the way he always found him.
In a way he too had watched over Toro. That's how he knew that there was something that was making him nervous at this moment, feeling the twitching muscles behind him, as the big dinosaur looked around the darkness, keeping them all close.There was a reason he had been now openly ‘affectionate’ with him. If he had moved the babies closer and closer to where the kids camp was. He would not be surprised if one morning he found them under the ladder, or directly on the treehouse. He did not know what could cause the normally bold and aggressive dinosaur to be more on the defensive side, but for sure it could not be anything good. Not if he wanted to keep his family close.
A heavy thumping came from the bushes that got Toro to look in the direction, baring his teeth growling.
A familiar asymmetric head popped in, bellowing, tail swishing from side to side and thumping on the ground.
A Small body trembled under his shirt, Arrow hiding as well as he could, Bullet stretching with an annoyed peep.
“Ehi Bumpster, it’s all ok, see. We are all chilling.” He raised his hands to calm his friend. “Look”.
And Bumpy looked, at him, at the babies, at Toro, and she huffed. Almost looking more jealous than anything. This surprised Ben and he wondered if Bumpy already knew, if she and Toro understood each other or if they were too different species.
Toro looked away, not fully relaxed, remembering the hard hit he took from her and the humiliation of falling off the cliff, but not hostile, giving space.The ankylosaurus was Ben’s pack and he accepted that long ago. What he could not accept were other members of said pack.
After a bit Bumpy lumbered closer, lowering herself to the ground and then plopping on her side with a sigh, effectively creating a shield, her tail close to Toro’s front side and her head next to his tail. Theoretically keeping watch on the backside, but practically falling asleep after the fill of berries. This got Ben to truly smile, the two sides of his dino family being ok with each other.
Because Ben didn’t know how or when it happened exactly, how long it had really gone on, but now he knew. And somehow that made sense. For once in his life he found it easy to accept what was probably the strangest thing ever happened to him. It was easy to feel like, and maybe imagine, the dinosaur as a father figure, that here was where he belonged. More than his own home had ever felt to him. Looking at the baby Carnotaurus again, no, at his little siblings, he let his eyes close and finally that night, sleep found him peacefully in that safe space within the forest of Nublar.
you reached the end! here a little treat with some bonus images, what i actually see on my pc, a version that i could not replicate and an un-burned toro one
#jwcc: carrying the bull's shadow au#jwcc#camp cretaceous#toro jwcc#bumpy jwcc#ben pincus#arrow and bullet the baby carnos#giw art#giw writes#jurassic world#carnotaurus#ankylosaurs#brooklynn jwcc#B-team#darius bowman#jurassic world: camp cretaceous
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Another Ghost Dragon Prompt? Indeed.
The Ward had made a mistake. Had stolen something that had caused the very Skies to lash out, entire worlds at risk from their actions.
Time Itself shrieked in rage at the loss of Its child, or at least that's how every magic user- and the speedsters, pale and shaken and looking sick- had described it.
Someone had taken the young prince of the Infinite, and it was not the Tyrant King, long since sealed away, that lead the charge, but the Queen Regent that many had long since forgotten.
Many forgot that it was not the Dark who courted Time, but Time who courted the Dark. That It was just, if not more so, merciless as Its partner, and would Devour worlds should Its child- still with newdeath soft scales- was not returned.
Which meant that for the heroes, there was now a Clock ticking down ever so quietly. They had to take care of what was a government branch, had to deal with consequences of going over the law, or their World would End in dragon fire.
#dcxdp#dpxdc#prompts#My art#ghosts are dragons#clockwork#danny fenton#ghost prince danny#pariah dark x clockwork#Lil Danny is about the size of a horse btw#Nocturne helps by helping CW enter Phantom's dreams to sooth the child#Is Danny technically a teenager? Yes. Is he still a small child to eternal primordial dragons? Also yes#Why yes the picture is in Danny's dreams#Clockwork is far larger than pictured#And yes CW knows how to wage war if he needs to he is married to Pariah & BIL with Fright Knight#Why yes Danny has the same swirled patterns as CW#Clockwork is Dannys Mom/Dad#The GIW's ecto-blocking equipment makes it impossible for them to find Danny themselves#And Danny is immune/invisible to Clockwork's future sight/vision so that's no help#If they can't find him they'll tear the world apart to do so#Clockwork is also threatening to wake his husband again because#he's not afraid to actually Join him in Conquering shit if it gets his BABY back#GIW do not realize that they're hearing boss music#Danny's friends & siblings Would join in but they've gotten kidnapped/bundled up into a nest from paranoid worry#All of amity has technically been stolen for their safety
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What Even Are You??
I´ve made a thing. Someone from the Discord Server said this :D
Original quot is unter the cut
some other comics i made -> Shitpost Comic Masterpost
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may 15th: full hazmat
h̶̡́e̷͔͋y̷͝ͅy̵͇̾y̷̯̕ ̶̬̀y̸̿͜o̷̼͂u̷͚͘ ̴̡͌ ̴̹̽č̷͇ā̸͈n̸͉̅'̶̣̉t̷̨̀ ̶͓̉p̷̯̂a̷̱̿r̴̼͊k̷͎̇ ̵͛ͅh̵̬͐ë̶̤́r̶̖̔ȇ̴̫.̴̜̃
- We’re doing the best we can. All of the samples keep turning to literal sludge before we can map enough of the chemical structure. We need more time.
- You have to do better. This is the longest the anomaly has remained in one place. We only have so much time before—
- heyyy, you can’t park here.
#dannymay2023#Danny Phantom#danny phantom au#dp au#full hazmat au#dp art#batpoopart#amity park door au#somehow this became a portal au too#danny's bad days mean full suit up ):#and less than well thought out confrontations#GIW immediatly freaking out like what IS that#this is before danny absolutely trashes them probs first contact
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The Justice League had finally given the go ahead to officially form the Young Justice. Not that any of them were going to stop regardless of having permission. Since the Justice League had opened up their slots for more than the original six earlier that year, Batman thought it would be a good opportunity to use the Young Justice to help reach out and recruit some other heroes without drawing too much attention by going themselves. With protégés of most of the originals in the roster it was a solid plan.
They had been told about their newest "assignment" (if you could even call it that) earlier that day and they would be leaving in the morning. They were supposed to go meet a duo in Illinois (it was their base of operation even though they'd worked in other place). Phantom has been in the vigilante/hero scene for almost 10 years now, and Red Huntress started a few months after him.
Their names were well known, Dick had known of them even before he became Robin. But despite their national (maybe even International fame) little was actually known about the duo and the rumored Team Phantom that alluded to there being more than just the two. Dick had been a big fan of Phantom, and modeled a lot of his moves off of the super-powered hero.
Batman told them that they had already reached out the Phantom (Red Huntress had deferred them to him, and refused to speak with them afterwords) and he agreed to meet the YJ team and mentor them for a designated amount of time. There had been rumors in certain forums that the JLA had reached out to Phantom to be one of the original members of the league but he had turned them down. When Kid Flash had brought it up during the meeting, Batman refused to confirm or deny (which was proof enough).
The plan was for the YJ would stay in Amity Park for 15 days and learn from them, they would check in after that to see weather their stay should be extended. Specifically citing that their legendary teamwork would be incredibly beneficial to learn from to strengthen them as a team. The other plan, and equally as important, was to warm them up to joining the JLA ranks since a direct invitation hadn't been received favorably.
All that was thrown in the window when, three days in, the YJ, Phantom and Red Huntress get portaled to an unknown destination, with strange and unknown life(?) forms, with no supplies, no working communicators, and worst of all, no way back.
#dpxdc#danny fenton#danny phantom#young justice#dp#young justice show#justice league#phantoms been around for a while atp#and he's stopped enough world ending threats that people know who he is#but he's as mysterious as batman is and no one rly knows much abt him#they get portaled to another world or dimension#but it could also be the ghost zone#danny never mastered the art of teleporting or making portals so they're kinda screwed#val and danny's tech works bc it's designed to work in the GZ#so the other world thing isn't super problematic for them#but they still don't know where they r or how they got there#the kids learn how to plan on their feet and get a objectively disastrous situation under control#which is basically every misson team phantom deals w#so they're in good hands#i think team phantom sound be early/mid 20s an YJ are 15-16#or how ever old they are in S1 lol#is this ghost shenanigans?#also could just be a natural portal and they were wring place wrong time#i think i like that better tbh#the giw is long gone#the meta rights act dealth with them for the most part#and a scathing article from one lois lane and clark kent#phantom doesn't want pple to know that he's not entirely a ghost so he stays out of the spotlight and he doesn't wanna risk being recognize#but most people actually don't even know that he is a ghost#or they do know he's a ghost and think red huntress is also a ghost
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Little Comic strip I made for my DP X DC X Halo Crossover fic on AO3 and Wattpad. The ships are Jason x Danny and Bruce x John-117 I’ll link the Fic after posted. It’s my first attempt at a comic type drawing. Sorry if it’s not that good.
#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc x halo crossover#dead on main#jason x danny#Bruce x John-117#bruce wayne#batman#john 117#master chief#alfred pennyworth#fanfic art#jason todd#danny phantom#danny fenton#jazz fenton#GIW#artwork#fan comic#ao3#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#ao3 author#ao3 link
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⚠️ ⚠️ GORE WARNING ⚠️ ⚠️
Took me a minute but!! Heres my first piece for the @green-with-envy-phandom-event
Beautifully horrifying lines by @bibliophilea
Colored by me !
#going for giw type beat#i luv him#greenwithenvy2024#danny phantom#cw: gore#gore#blood#guts#etc#guys in white#danny phantom fanart#fanart#mine#my art#body horror#eye injury#bones#? help
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The Laboratory
#danny phantom#gore#digital art#danny fenton#ghosts#dp#GIW#art#experiments#laboratory#phantom#ghost hunters#ectoplasm#fanart#corpse#blood#criptid
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Holding Each Other Back
This was written for Ecto-Implosion based off of @moonys-art's amazing art! Please go throw love at the art! Moony's art shows up in Chapter 2!
DPxDC (Complete 19,138 words)
Tags:
Danny Fenton/Jason Todd, GIW summon the Ghost King, Halfa Jason Todd, Jason is Danny's Head Knight, Identity Reveal, sort of corpse au, in that Jack and Maddie think that's what happened to Danny, but they are wrong, injuries, Bad Parents Jack and Maddie Fenton, Bruce Wayne Tries to Be a Good Parent, he gets there in the end after realizing the corpse theory isn't right, Ghost King Danny Fenton, discussion of past dissection, Danny is just about done with the Living Realm but still gives them one more chance, blood mention, Ecto-Implosion 2023 (Danny Phantom)
Summary:
When the GIW appear in Gotham, Jason finds himself needing to find out what they are up to. Unfortunately, they find him first and use him as the nice sacrifice for their Ghost King summoning. Will Jason be able to fight his way out of this mess with his secrets (and life) in tact?
READ ON AO3
Masterlist
BIGGER LINKS TO MOONY'S ART!
PIC LINK
#blobby wrote something#moonys-art#ectoimplosion2023#dpxdc#ghost king danny#halfa jason todd#identity reveal#bad parents jack and maddie#sort of corpse au#GIW#blood mention
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-[Frame it and Hang it]-
Aether managed to sneak into the GIW facility and steal his file, luckily he managed to get it before they could write their Plan of Action.
Here’s the GIW logo I put together, I wanted it to look like sunglasses, I hope it worked. Feel free to use it, just be sure to credit me 💚
#danny phantom#going ghost#nicktoons#danny phantom fanart#dp#danny phantom agit#danny phantom a glitch in time#dp oc#dp oc art#danny phantom oc#danny phantom oc art#danny phantom art#danny phantom fandom#guys in white#dp giw#giw#danny phantom guys in white
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Better late than Never! And it's just a one day delay. Happy birthday Borya!
Beyblade Dinosaur Au Therizinosaurus!Boris
Therizinosaurus fun facts:
Therizinosaurus means 'scythe lizard', cheloniformis means 'turtle form';
In fact when it was described in 1954 it was thought Therizinosaurus was a giant marine turtle, having only the claws;
Therizinosaurus reached great sizes for a maniraptoran, estimated to 9-10m (30-33ft) in length and 4-5m(13-16ft) in heigth and 3 to over 5 tons in weight;
The arms alone are 2.4m(7.9ft) in total length.
Au Lore:
Lore isn't too different from what we actually see in the series. Borg is an evil organization just instead of beyblades with dinosaurs;
Because of the situation he is in, like parrots do when in bad conditions, he plucks off his feathers in spots. As he heal after he gets out they start to grow back but he does fall back into the habit at times.
As always process and sketches under read more
Say thank you to the jurassic world Theri that posed for me
Bonus close up to my babies, Stellasaurus!Max with Therizinosaurus!Boris
#giw art#beyblade dinosaur au#boris kuznetsov#therizinosaurus!boris#therizinosaurus#therizinosaurus cheliformis#dinosaurus#beyblade au#really happy with him#stellasaurus!max#boriax#bryan kuznetsov#borg boys#neoborg
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Prompt 238
"Ugh. There's a group at the barrier again." Star squinted over the buildings they were all sprawled on almost lazily.
"Seriously? I thought the GIW would have given up by now since there's 'no more humans' here," Sam's voice was sarcastic as she combed claws through her hair.
The others grumbled in agreement, Valerie spreading her wings in a stretch.
"Who wants to bet Danny is already about to crash their intrusion?"
"Hah! I bet Dash is there already to video it!"
"Those are both suckers bets," Wes scoffed, clear eyelid closing over his eyes and temporarily dimming the glow. "Let's be honest, Paulina has already left, she's going to get there first."
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The GIW have been having a bit of trouble. Maybe just a bit. See, they were supposed to be taking care of the ecto-entities. Studying them, y'know? But er, some earlier agents had been a bit trigger happy, which meant the entities were well... aggressive.
And a city full of dragon-fae-beings disliking any presence wearing white was rather terrifying, so they... might have gotten permission to bring a hero with them.
For protection of course.
...
Hopefully no one dies-
Feel free to ignore any of these pics lol, they're just ideas.
Order: Jazz, Danny, Tucker, Sam, Valerie, Wes, Dash, Kwan, Paulina, Star, Ellie, Dan
#dpxdc#prompts#dcxdp#ghosts are dragons#liminal class#liminal amity park#I used Flight Rising for designs but honestly feel free to do whatever#the GIW are called the ghost INVESTIGATION ward not ghost Extermination ward#By this time Danny's class are all adults or close#And everyone is Liminal as Fuck to the point their bodies *might* have morphed into dragons#They just so happen to have a physical flesh and blood body#Which hero is it that the government has asked to help protect the scientists?#Good question go wild#Danny is Not ghost king#honestly tempted for the liminal class to be poly because dragons hoard things <3#eternal quartet at the least#platonic or romantic#not my art I used the Flight Rising
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Didn’t you hear? It’s government agent hunting season :)
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Redrew my old dp oc from when I was 11. She was a ghost fused with blood blossoms so she was in constant agony. She was used to it though. Yeah. She was an experiment made by the giw too. I wrote wattpad fanfic abt her
#danny phantom#my art#dp oc#i believe she was human child killed by giw. so they could make a blood blossom ghost#eye contact#dp fanart#she didn't have a name. whats why her fic never made it past 1 chapter#i couldn't think if one that wasn't 'blossom'
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Once in awhile I come on and post art of ocs and canon characters then proceed to disappear for like a couple weeks. Anyways, at the top is Agent J’s issue with being the robocop of the universe bc his suit became part of him and keeps him alive against his will at times.
Au where Walker keeps his memories of his past after dying and continues to raise his kids as a begrudging skeleton dad. And here’s a family tree I built with my friend, @amityparkhalfa.
We had two things in mind, one: Walker is his middle name instead of last name bc it be too confusing to refer to everyone that way and two: I loved the idea his dad named his sons after an old west outlaw, Jesse James, and their daughter after a famous movie actress, Julie London.
Also yes, I hc Danny and Jasmine’s names being connected to them making them their godparents bc I wanted more family friends for them that will protect them and shit on Vlad some more.
Anyways, wanna know more about these people I’ll reblog with links to other stuff relative to them in the tags soon.
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dp walker#dp#phandom#jazz fenton#walker family tree#my ocs#dp ocs#dp oc#agent j#agent jj#Jonathan James Hausermann#the Hausermann family#my art#giw#dp giw#guys in white#yeah anyways this is a deep dive so byeeeeee
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Danny fakes his death and runs away, but with a twist. He runs away from the Fentons and somehow gets adopted by the League of Assassins somehow
Ra's: No Detective, we are not giving up our emotion support badger. And why are you even here?
This reminds me of that trope when a character looks very serious but then it turns out they're in a very unserious scenario. Like you have someone preparing for battle but then it turns out they're just preparing to call the doctor.
I can just see the Bats busting into Nanda Parbat, planning to rescue this poor boy who doesn't realize what he's getting himself into.... only to find Danny teaching a group of assassins how to make a panini.
Now this can all just be a front. Danny is running away from all of the emotions that have to do with everything back home and he's using the League as an excuse not to think about it. He has to purify the pits and host a bird watching hike and convince Ras to allow an art class. So no time to dwell in heavy feelings like your parents treating you like a monster. Nope. No siree.
Either that or Danny genuinely couldn't be happier. He no longer has to hide around his own house or fear being "ripped apart molecule by molecule". He doesn't even have to worry about eventually being hunted down because both his parents and the GIW think he's dead. Danny is finally living his best life free of stress and he's taking full advantage of it.
.....He also may or may not have accidentally cultivated an entire army of assassins more loyal to him than their leader himself.
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