Should This Actually Happen, I Can Die Happy. I’m Am Such A Stupidly Huge Fan Of Musicals And DP, I

Fun Danny wanted to go skydiving but forgot his parachute (he’s used to having his powers, and so forgot he can’t fly (someone pointed out how it sounded lol))

Amazing lineart by @foxyteah

^ Number 3 music entry by @omegasmileyface

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You Tell Me

A masterfully executed prank. My Ecto-Implosion submission picked up by the wonderful @dizzlypuzzled, who wrote a fantastic fever-dream one

^ Number 13 animatic by @weshney

^ Number 19 animatic entry by @sillysugargliders

In the cut below all the artist and writers featured are tagged. Remember to also check out @ecto-implosion and the #ectoimplosion2023 for more art and fics!

Artist @cookietastic Writer WhereOnceIWasFire

Artist @moonfoxgazer Writer deathchrist2000

Artist @omegasmileyface Writer @nanaarchy

Artist @wheatcak3 Writer ContraryNonsense

Artist @spookberry Writer @lixxen

Artist @minnowmarsh Writer @blobghost

Artist @roadstostray Writer @lavendarlily

Artist @amanellow Writer @avaritia-apotheosis

Artist @ghosttrolls Writer @roundaboutnow

Artist @strawberry-requiem-art Writer @marce-most-of-the-time

Artist @starry-907 Writer @velanavis

Artist @starlight-eclipsed Writer @psychologeek

Artist @weshney Writer @dizzlypuzzled

Artist @praetoring Writer @hannahmanderr

Artist @kaezerdoodles Writer @reading-wanderer

Artist @person-of-many-names Writer @five-rivers

Artist @miakoenigspython Writer AttacusAbacus

Artist @arisu-artnfics Writer @library-of-cronos

Artist @sillysugargliders Writer @tumblehcendrum

Artist @gunebuggiesart Writer @ghostly-cabbag

Not exactly DP related, but my personal OC Fuyu who comes from that universe! I hope you enjoy her as much as my other art ^^

Lunch Break

a two-prompt phic phight fill for @ghostfox-fuyu; demon!au and fangs

Notes: 1. This IS a continuation of my prev. demon!au (Visitation) 2. based on the laws of Phic Phight you CANNOT read the previous iterations, as it is nsfw and therefore cannot be linked 3. but for the already present fans…it’s a continuation from that. Also, it’s gray ghost. 

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Valerie likes her boyfriend. 

He’s cute, with a button nose and blue eyes. He’s sweet. He’s kind, and he’s gentle, and if she leaves him alone he takes the toaster oven apart just to see how it works. It’s kind of like living with a small dog who takes apart pillows if you don’t give them enough attention. 

Valerie loves her boyfriend. 

…But the goddamn teeth. 

She pushes his face away, cutting off their kiss with no warning. Danny squawks. 

“Danny,” Valerie implores, again, because they are in public and not in the comfort of their own apartment, “If you cannot keep human teeth while we are making out, we are not going to make out anymore.”

Her stupid, human-shaped boyfriend pouts. Valerie should be pouting. Valerie has to avoid shredding her tongue like she’s kissing a cheese grater. 

Danny, who is the cause of all this, should not be pouting as if he’s been denied the opportunity to stick his tongue in her mouth for no reason, instead of his habit of turning his extremely normal and flat human teeth into something extremely hazardous to tongues and lips everywhere. 

Danny makes the world’s saddest eyes she’s ever seen. It’s very rude of him. Valerie deserves better. “But Val! I brought you lunch!” 

For one, it’s six in the evening. A more apt word might be ‘dinner’. Secondly…

“I work at a burger restaurant,” Valerie points out, arms crossing over the Nasty Burger logo on her shirt for extra emphasis. “I already have dinner. I also have to be back on shift in half an hour, so if you’re not going to put your teeth away, I’m going to finally finish Don Quixote or nap trying.” 

“Yeah, but you hate eating work food for lunch,” Danny points out, because he does do some very sweet things by 1) recognizing her likes and dislikes and 2) applying them liberally throughout their relationship. He holds up a weirdly large tupperware in his hands. It’s clear. It’s green. 

It’s Fenton salad. 

“...So my Mom packed you leftovers after I picked up stuff at the Ops Center, since she knows you like the dill vinaigrette she makes after the ectology conference every year, and she added the shredded carrot and the crumbly cheese you like since no one else in the house eats it, plus some of those little orange slices and the croutons…”

Valerie’s lips purse. Fenton salad. Her favorite. 

…She takes the container from Danny’s outstretched hands, determined to ignore his smug look. Valerie prefers to be right, but higher in priority comes accepting free food from her boyfriend’s mother.

“You’re welcome,” Danny offers, smugly sweet.

“If I kiss you, will you get me with your teeth again?” Valerie asks. She’s deeply suspicious of both his motives and the timing. 

“...Maybe?” 

Valerie looks at him. “Change your answer.”

“...No?” 

“Close enough.” Valerie draws him in, and Danny lets himself be drawn in; the kiss is sweet, and short, and tastes kind of like mandarin oranges. 

He definitely had some of her salad before sharing. Whatever. It’s a good thing she likes him. 

The kiss is lovely, and not very long; separating is a little harder, though, when Valerie realizes that Phantom’s tail is still wrapped around her waist. 

“...Danny.”

“Mmhm?” 

“I have a shift to get to.”

“Yeah,” Danny agrees, entirely ignorant to his least controlled limb holding her back. 

“So,” Valerie continues, and then scratches at the fur in his tail until he flinches with recognition. “Unwrap me, please.”

“Do I…have to?”

Valerie’s look flattens. Danny makes entirely unacceptable goo-goo eyes at her. 

“I have a shift in ten, and your mom’s salad to devour. Move it or lose it.” 

Danny’s tail unwraps. Danny sighs, leaning in for one last peck—

Valerie feels the tips of fangs bite explicitly into her lips. 

Her growl is hardly intimidated by Phantom’s rush of guilty laughter, her demon-shaped boyfriend slipping out of her fingers. Great. Now she can taste blood— the thing she was trying to avoid. 

Seeing him in all of his claws and fangs and teeth and horns in daylight was always a little strange; he was never quite opaque in sunlight. He was always a touch translucent, only just shifted outside of reality. 

And the stupid cow ears.

No, they're not endearing. Shut up.

It certainly didn’t help that if someone saw him turn into a demon, his whole ‘hiding his identity as a half-demon’ thing would be over! He needs to pick better spots for his random acts of infernal dramatics!

“I’m sorrrryyyy,” Phantom shouted from a healthy fifty feet away, floating in the air. It made him hard to reach, but an excellent target. “I looooovvee yoooouuu!” 

No. Valerie will resist reaching into her armor for a weapon to shoot her boyfriend out of the sky with. It is rude. It is unkind. More importantly, Valerie’s not interested in having a public identity reveal behind the Nasty Burger any more than Danny is. 

It’s fine. There’s other options. 

“Put a shirt on!” Valerie hollers back, hands over her mouth. 

Phantom’s mouth drops in the distance, little fangs glinting in the evening sunlight. His clawed hands go over his chest, looking for some perceived gap in his coverage. “I’ve got fur! I don’t need one!” 

“Exhibitionist!” Valerie heckles back. “Nudist!” 

Phantom squawks in offense. “Come on! I’m covered!” 

“Get some pants!” Valerie shouts back, finally attracting the attention of one of her employees. At the sound of the Nasty Burger’s nasty back door creaking open, Phantom bolts off. 

Good. That’s what he gets. 

Temerity peeks through the back door. Her name tag is upside down, again. “Boss…?”

Valerie brushes herself off, grabs a plastic fork from where it was sitting on her ebook reader, and reclines back onto the plastic lawn chair that counts as their ‘break room’. “It was nothing, Temmie. A demon got into the dumpster again.” 

“Oh.” Temerity’s countenance warms. She’d always had an interest in the local occult scene. “Did it leave anything behind?”

“Nah,” Valerie replies, popping open her tupperware. Just her lunch, apparently. “You need any help…?”

“Nope! We’ll be fine until you get back in.” 

That for sure means something’s wrong. Whatever; Valerie is totally satisfied to finish off the last fifteen minutes of her shift with some literature, a bucket’s worth of satisfaction, and her boyfriend’s dismayed texts pinging in bursts onto her phone. 

Not wrong… but ouch

THIS

Danny has challenged you

Wonder lineart by @ecto-stone

Masterlist

(For now, it's literally all just Danny Phantom and like, one LMK one... Oops?)

(There's also the old, musty, oc insert fanfics for bnha... i guess.. but I'm not putting those here. You want them? You can find them from the account all the other stuff is posted from.)

Danny Phantom:

Graveyard Shift: (Dp x Dc)

Phantom Spectrum: (Dp x Dc)

Phasing Out: (Dp x Dc)

Double Check Your Notes: (Dp x Dc)

Family Leave: (Dp x Dc)

Astral Void: (Dp x Mish-Mash-Multifandom)

Electric Core: (Dp x Marvel)

Everything's Coming Up Phantom: (Dp x Marvel)

Lego Monkie Kid:

Mongoose Moment: (Reader/Oc x LMK)

What I'll Write:

Small character interactions, like Danny Phantom and Batkids

I'll answer questions sent in by asks

I'll also write stuff to answer any questions about stories or dynamics of my current in work stories, just specify if you want an answer or a writing. I'll mostly write by default if not specified.

Doudyidiysuydyieyodou

PNG of a cute fox

I just think her personality is great 💖

Gift for @fuyuthefoxwriter

We absolutely do! My main oc is actually a ghost sona, there’s so much lore to her that I’ve created an entire area of the GZ where she comes from!

Hey dp people, are ghostsonas a thing we do here? Cause i just thought of that and im wondering if thats already a thing

Next one done, hope you like it

Original by @northerngrail