#talons

[wolfsteax]

their question was foreign, I could not understand

#my art #creature #animal #chimera #claws #talons #paws #monster #spirit #surreal #surrealism #digital art #digital painting #fantasy #celtic #medieval

[faeriekit]

"Okay." Danny slowly laid the already cold body back onto the table, ready to slide back it into the refuge of cold storage. "Okay. Dead guy. Stay there."

The body didn't move.

"Fantastic. Now. Hang out while I pour the embalming fluid into the pump, alright? It should only be a minute."

And it usually did; working in a funeral home wasn't extremely glamorous, but it paid the bills, and Danny had already been used to the rhyme and rhythm of negotiating death with the public by the time he sent in his mortuary school application. It had been a transition that made sense. And in the end, the degree had only cost him a few extra years post-graduation and a little dig into student loans, and now Danny had a stable 12-8 job and health insurance valid in the state of new jersey.

Today, though, the pump had that decided enough was enough. With a bang and a boom, the pump spat out a cloud of smoke and clunked uncomfortably.

The dead body sat up.

Danny scrambled over to push it back down. "No. We talked about this. Dead people don't move. If you want to stay here and have me put you back together all the time, you have to stay put. Got it?"

Whatever the weird gold-eye corpses were on in Gotham, they at least listened to him on occasion. They weren't ghosts, per se— they never pinged on any of the ghost detection devices Mom and Dad had packed in his going-away-to-college bag— but they were, despite being occasionally animate, perfectly deceased.

Weird. Danny had never gotten used to it. Still, they came in droves, too eager to sit on the top of the basement stairwell and lurk in the corners and stare endlessly at them with their weird, avian eyes, and sometimes they heralded the arrival similarly weird-ass bodies that had lost their heads or their arms or their limbs through the more conventional channels.

"I'm losing too much thread to all y'all coming in all the time," Danny complained to the dead body, who, at the moment, was the only person present to blame. "Stop getting your limbs cut off. This stuff is expensive, you know. It's a specialty order."

The body didn't even have the courtesy to blink. Rude.

"At least let them bury you this time. Every time one of you darts off when my back's turned, my boss thinks I'm stealing corpses. My coworkers think I'm building my own Frankenstein or something."

The corpse neither verbalized nor blinked, but Danny hadn't expected it to; with a sigh, he rolled the corpse back into cold storage, locked its little door (not that locking it in had ever stopped it) and called it quits for the night.

It's not like anyone was paying him for the extra hours anyway.

The whole fic on ao3

#I'm very pro Danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of Talons #people have definitely done it before but this scene came to me in a vision #a horrible caffeinated vision #could absolutely be an excuse for #talon!dick #talons #dp x dc #faer fic #dpxdc #dcxdp #talon!au #dcu crossover #death tw #well. the funeral industry anyway #medical tw #just in case #corpse tw #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #free to a good home

[rafefar]

Osprey stretching its lethal talons before the hunt

Sauvie Island, OR

#osprey #suavie island #original photography #photographers on tumblr #raptors #birds #bird photography #photography #nature photography #oregon #PNW #pacific wonderland #pacific northwest #om system #om 1 #rafefar #talons

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 249

Danny tilts his head. The masked figure across the roof tilts their head back, a gold similar to Tucker’s eyes shimmering, though he knew it wasn’t him. He lets out a curious chirp, inaudible to the living, and the masked figure stills, as silent as a corpse for several moments before letting out two clicks. 

A greeting in turn. 

Danny smiles, letting green bleed into his eyes and scurrying over with a croon from his core. I’m here, I’m here, their own core clatters like metal against bone as his responds with the drone of a blackhole. I see you, I see you. I’m HereHereHere. 

Yet another twitters in turn, clicking echoing across the city from shadow to shadow until it’s as though the city itself has a heartbeat. Click-click. Click-click. Click-click. I’m here, I’m here, not alone, I’m Here. 

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Court of Owls #Talons #Eternally 14 Danny #Danny only speaks in ghost-speak #But so do most talons so he’s fine #Ah yes Danny and his flock of talon-friends #As far as the talons are concerned he’s also a talon #Technically in comics some talons Can talk but those are usually the older ones #like the ones who have been talons for centuries #Honestly misunderstandings can happen if Danny looks like any hero #Is Danny even from the DC universe? Good question #Is he ghost king? No #Is he still very powerful? Yes #Has his ghost form perhaps bled over into human form and vice versa? Perhaps it has #Are several court of owls people wondering if someone made some sort of new talon? #Yeah probably

[fandom-lover-extra]

DC X DP Prompt: Talons

Okay, so you know how everyone talks about how Danny and Jason would recognize each other as members of the undead in a way?

Well, what about Talons? The Talons are basically undead assassins, so Danny would also recognize them. And maybe if you want to go with the idea that Danny is the Ghost King, the Talons might even feel more loyalty to Danny than the Court of Owls.

Or maybe it would leave them conflicted and confused. Maybe, with that confusion, it would give them a chance to fight back against the brainwashing of the Court of Owls and make their own decisions.

#dp x dc #dc universe #dp x dc crossover #dps fandom #danny fenton #danny phantom #batman #court of owls #talons #dp x dc prompt #dp x dc au #ghost king danny #ghost king au

[tenderanarchist]

Unlucky - 11.1.23

#pronto plate #litho #illustration #sharpie #talons #claws #birds #tattoo art #drawing #sketchbook #my portfolio

[satoshy12]

Jazz and the baby Talons

The tiny Talons were clones of Dick Grayson, and Jazz had no idea how to explain them! She just found them in her room after Dani brought them to her.

She found them and saved the fellow clones! Like a good big sister!

Jazz wasn't sure what to say, but she took the clones with her and took care of them.

Dani seemed to love the idea of being a big sister, and Jazz didn't really want to return the children.

Dick was pretty confused as he saw the red-haired women with baby Grayson's in the Social Media. They look like him, but baby? Something is wrong with the Batcomputer

#danny phantom #dp #dcau #dc comics #dc #dp + dc #dc x dp #batman #dp x dc #Jazz Fenton #Dani Fenton #Talons #Dick Grayson clone #Court of Owls #Clone Talons #Mama Jazz #Batcomputer

[voidlesscreator]

The High King and Talons

This is sort of like Ghost (the band), but it's Danny and his collection of talons who started following him instead of the Court of Owls. Danny decides to start a band with the talons so that they learn to be their own people and have fun doing it.

The Batfam are confused at the new band that started up in Gotham with at least 10 talons playing music and singing in it.

#dc x dp #danny phantom #dcu #dc comics #talons #i imagine the goofiness of this band #sam and tucker definitely help #sam does costumes #tucker does special effects #jazz is the band manager #the batfam are gonna be in for a surprise #Reanimated AU

[ava-soumise]

#legs and heels #curvy legs #chubby legs #gorgeous legs #beauty legs #female legs #legs #bas nylon #nylon collant #nylonaddict #nylonlegs #nylonlover #sexy nylons #nylonfetish #talons #christian louboutin #louboutin heels #louboutin shoes #curvy and sexy #curvy body #curvy and cute #curvy girls #curvy #curvybeauty #curvystyle #chubby

[sofiaruelle]

Hand't been consistent with Study Sundays. Trying to make up for it. Also found this orange felt tip brush pen in my drawer and went ham.

#doodle #study sundays #study #hands #talons #claws #what ever #lmao

[hood-ex]

#thank fuck i got it to work #Bruce Wayne #Dick Grayson #Talons #Batman vs. Robin #DCAMU

[faeriekit]

#i'm very pro danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of talons previous installments

*

The next day, the body was back.

The green was gone from its eyes, but the awareness wasn't; it spent about an hour watching people go around outside Danny's apartment, which was new behavior. None of the corpses that shadowed him had shown any interest in garden-variety humans before. Now it sat at the window and watched families come home from school or head to their afternoon shifts.

That went into Danny's notes.

After that hour, it taught itself to flush the toilet repeatedly, rearranged the contents of Danny's half-assed linen closet (again) and then stood hovering over the safe where Danny had stashed the ectoplasm.

"...Okay," said Danny.

The dead body croaked. It was a new sound, but there was no context for it. Danny just kind of...wrote it down and hoped for the best.

The day after, Danny woke up at a very reasonable ten forty eight in the morning to find stray corpses feeding each other spoonfuls of ectoplasm in the kitchen.

At that point he kind of had to throw out the notes on how much each one was dosed with, because what the fuck.

"Really?!" Danny shouted, spooking the bodies into fleeing behind chairs and doors and back into his closet again. The only one that didn't flee was Danny's ringmaster corpse of the hour, of course. "You really couldn't wait??"

It stuck out a withered black tongue out at the mortician, who was, really, the victim in all of this. A victim to his parents' whims and a victim to the dead people who followed him around all the time.

This was how Danny found out that, when it doubt, the corpses could just tear through solid steel if they were motivated enough. The finger-marks were so deep and so embedded that they actually looked more like rough claws in the metal.

Great.

Danny ordered a new locking cage for the fridge on Prime and darted off to work. One of his regulars was on the table, though, so Danny just ended up doing what he would have at home— sewing up a gash in its neck and reattaching dead fingers back onto dead stumps.

On the third day, in which four of Danny's frequent fliers had learned from the first how to flush the toilet (and therefore raise the water bill immensely) Danny got a ring from a dark voice he (almost) recognized.

"Is he here?"

Danny squinted, jerking the phone further under his ear as he whipped up some scrambled eggs. The dead girl leaning over his shoulder leaned a little closer to watch the egg froth up. "Is who here? Who is this?"

"This is Batman. Is— the body requisitioned from your facility currently at your place of residence?"

Danny fully let go of the whisk. It landed haphazardly in the glass bowl he'd been stirring in. "What on Earth is a Batman?" he asked, incredulous.

"I visited your workplace previously."

Oh! "Yeah, the cop's friend. I remember now." Danny pulled the whisk out of the liquid eggs and held it out to the body. The unusually animate cadaver mostly prodded the whisk wires and paid no attention to him. "No one's here but me, though. Not that it's your business...?"

"And there are no non-living bodies currently in your apartment?"

Danny ignored the flushing noise in the other room. "I don't know, dude. They practically live in the walls at this point. Don't come over unless you have a warrant."

The call ended with a click.

His omelette turned out amazing, by the way. In case you were wondering.

On the fourth day, the ectoplasm was gone, because the corpses had apparently all taught each other how to lockpick the container in the fridge.

"Okay, some of that was meant to be my dinner. No more lotion at the funeral home now, okay? Now you all can be ashy forever. I'm so serious," Danny complained to the only visible dead person in the room.

The dead person held up a cracked egg. It was probably a gesture of peace, but now there was egg on his vinyl flooring to deal with. And. It wasn't exactly all that comforting in the end.

On the fifth day, Danny awoke to the sensation of a hand jamming itself through his neck until it punched into the mattress beneath him.

Fuck.

#dp x dc #I'm very pro Danny accidentally adopts a whole bunch of talons #could absolutely be an excuse for #talon!dick #talons #faer fic #dpxdc #dcxdp #death tw #well. the funeral industry anyway #medical tw #corpse tw #dead people #dcu crossover #the original post is free to a good home but I'm just chugging along here

[flame-shadow]

art trade with @reksink of a certain predator from their story, [Title in Progress]

#yes that's the title of the story haha it makes sense in context #flameshadowart #creature #talons #id in alt #art trade #i had a lot of fun with this! thank you again for the trade :)

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 159

Tucker is done. Absolutely done. Danny, this time it’s your fault, and not his, this time it wasn’t him who touched the magical weird artifact thing. At least Sam is there too, so they can complain together. 

Or they would, if not for the fact that their bodies are toddlers, and somehow stuck to freaking ghost-speak! And not even proper ghost-speak but like, toddler ghost speak! 

He can’t see his PDA anywhere either, which is downright heartbreaking. Patricia had been the best thing he’d made to date! And she was now gone! 

At least Danny is also stuck in the same situation as them and- Wait. Okay. Nope, he better not have just seen Sam float slightly. It would not be fair if she got ghost-powers too- holy realms his hand just went through the floor. Okay. Alright. 

They apparently all have ghost powers now. As toddlers. In some unknown place that had some sort of ecto-stream runoff thing. That wasn’t concerning at all. 

Oh, did he mention the gold-eyed figure staring at them from across said stream? Well they were across the stream, now they seem to be staring at them from like a foot away and maybe having a breakdown. Or a headache? They were clutching their head is what he was trying to say, but his stupid baby vision wasn’t the best at a distance. 

Yeah he’s blaming this one on Danny.

#dcxdp #dpxdc #prompts #sam manson #danny fenton #tucker foley #talons #The talons are Pretty Sure these are strange baby-talons but think they might be sick #So they’re taking turns hiding them from the Court so they aren’t destroyed #Someone will eventually find out that there’s several rogue Talons stealing from stores #That day is not today #Halfa trio #Talons are attempting to parent & might end up stealing some Lazarus Waters #The issue is that the closest Pits are either under Gotham or in the Batcave #Tucker wants to throttle Danny because they’re freaking BABIES #Dude they’re in diapers and it’s absolutely horrible he does Not Like #This is how Tucker learns he can just summon handfuls of sand to throw at his friends

[la-la-lavandee]

idolatre

#stim #sensory #satisfying #claws #talons #shiny #hand movements #upload #q

[sergle]

honestly a good 50% of the reason why I prefer growing my nails long is like. the way it changes the silhouette of my hands. esp in low lighting. they’re claws now

#it ELONGATES the fingies idk bro it's like. they are very claw like #TALONS #delete later #I know nobody follows me to hear me talking about nails but listen. you'll hear it anyway #sergle.txt #I love to hold up a hand and just kinda look at it. the shape is so appealing to me