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jadeyarts · 1 year
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drawing more background characters :P
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faeriekit · 5 months
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Health and Hybrids (XVII)👽👻💚
[I can't remember the original prompt posters  for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and the prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]
PART ONE is here PART TWOis here PART THREE is here PART FOUR is here and PART FIVE is here PART SIX is here and PART SEVEN is here PART EIGHT is here PART NINE is here PART TEN is here PART ELEVEN is here PART TWELVE is here PART THIRTEEN is here PART FOURTEEN is here PART FIFTEEN is here PART SIXTEEN is here and we're limping into part 17...
💚 Ao3 Is here for all parts (now featuring mediocre mouseover translations, only available on a computer)
Where we last left off... Two! Words! In! English!!! And a television? Hardcore!
Trigger warnings for this story:  body horror | gore | post-dissection fic | dehumanization (probably) |  my nonexistent attempts at following DC canon. On with the show.
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Danny can raise his head now.
Only a little. It still hurts his neck for a while after. But his arms and his head both rise, now. His fingers curl, now, too.
The result is that Danny can now watch and change his own television channels. No more news! Now it’s all Food Network, all the time, baby. The result is that sometimes the doctors tending to him get distracted by various pasta dishes, but also. Danny is also distracted by various pasta dishes.
And roast chicken.
And fried potatoes. Every potato ever, actually.
…It makes eating his oatmeal a more awful ordeal.
“Aw, dyrling, na þa sæd egean,” the lady says to him, spoon at his lips. Danny weakly moves his arm towards her, but only manages to hit her elbow with the heel of his thumb. “Inne cwic tima, gise? Hiere þa læce.”
Danny is pretty sure his face is a nightmare to look at at the moment, but he still makes the world’s saddest expression at the lady, because she hasn’t blasted him or hit him or even sedated him yet, and he needs something. Anything.
He’s pretty the lady makes an equally sad look under her medical mask, but Danny is hungry and he’s tired all the time and he’s sad and he wants a cheeseburger. Or fries. Or…or anything at all!
Danny’s look gets progressively sadder, and the lady gets progressively sadder to match, and then they’re both just looking at each other so very sadly until a doctor physically has to cut between them to reach for Danny’s green-speckled blankets.
Ugh. Great. Now he’s cold too. He can’t quite muster a glare, but the doctor gets an extremely stern squint from him for their “help”.
The only response Danny gets is a half-strangled laugh. That is not the response Danny needs. He needs immediate respect and a Nasty Burger number two special.
And a new blanket.
“—Eall dæg?” the doctor asks the woman, but not Danny, and then he has to listen to everyone talking about him in a weird language without even pretending to ask for his input. It’s extremely annoying, and Danny half-considers falling asleep to avoid it. His gaze slides back to the television. He’s just as capable of ignoring everyone else as they are. He bets it sucks. He hopes it sucks.
They talk for a while, but then the lady takes the oatmeal away—and hey! Danny’s eyes widen and sting from the stretch. Uh. Maybe he didn’t think this one through. He’d still thought he’d get lunch out of this.
Um. He would like to continue to receive meals. But he’s watching her walk out with his oatmeal, which is the only human food that’s ever been given to him here, and…
Danny’s stomach cramps. It’s probably just anxiety.
He wishes he’d eaten the stupid oatmeal.
The doctor stays with him, setting the blanket into a laundry bin and checking over Danny’s body (ew) (gross) (nasty) for whatever they have to check on him, and Danny tries to go intangible at least four times during the check only to get oWOUCHOW jerks inside his core. At least one time, he flickers invisible. Not much, he thinks. Probably just an arm and the chunk of his torso.
The doctor pauses. Danny waits for things to (start to hurt) get worse.
“Mæg Ic?”’
…Danny doesn’t move. It hurts to breathe. Every time air scrapes through his nose and mouth, it burns a little more.
The doctor doesn’t move.
So they just.
Wait.
“Mæg Ic?” the doctor asks again.
They move very, very slowly. They touch him, and his—skin—and they rotate him to check underneath him. If they find something of whatever it is they’re monitoring him for, he gets wiped down with something gooey and wiped clean, and sometimes he even thinks they bandage him.
Danny wishes he had a bath. A whole, real bath. Where he could wash his own hair. And wipe off whatever this goo is.
When they’re done, the lady comes back in.
The sound of the door latching shut makes Danny flinch. Is she going to punish him? She walks to his bed. With her medical mask over her face, Danny can’t see if she’s visibly mad at him or not. She doesn’t look mad though…does she?
She stands to his good side, presumably so that Danny can see her. The oatmeal is back—it looks kind of gloopy, though, like it’s been badly reheated. The lady shows something to the doctor, who makes an irritated groan, and then they start talking to each other again. She cuts off to show him something, though—
Danny blinks. She’s showing it to Danny. He…looks down at it.
It looks like a mustard packet. It’s a black packet with yellow streaks, with writing on it with those letters Danny’s never seen before coming here, and it takes his eyes a second to focus on the package before realizing that there’s a little bee and pot on one end of the packet.
Oh. It’s honey?
Oh!
…Oh!!
Danny jerks upright, and, OW, and he definitely scares the lady and the doctor who rush to settle him but there’s honey?? Flavor??? His food can taste good again??!
He wheezes— and slaps a stinging hand onto the packet. “Pl’s?” he begs. He’d stopped begging in the old labs, no one there had listened to him—and he’d stopped begging for them to be gentle, to stop hurting him, to let him go. But for food. For food that tastes, Danny might do anything. Anything. “P’lease? Ple’se? Pleese?”
“Pleece?” the woman repeats, baffled. The word doesn’t mean anything to her; she’s only repeating the sounds. But Danny can’t stop begging.
“P’lease?”
“Pleece? Pleace?”
“Please?!”
“Awrite þis,” the woman mutters, and the doctor leaves. “Bist wel. Eom hebbjan eower wist. Es wel.”
And that still means nothing to him, but the lady gently lifts him up until his back can lay on the pillows, and he can sit more than lay. Danny watches in raspy silence as she rips the packet open and dumps the contents into the oatmeal. She stirs with gloved hands, ensuring that the packet is equally distributed. And then there’s a glob on her spoon, and the spoon to his lips.
Danny takes a bite. Tears well.
“Shhh,” the woman coaxes. “Wanian ma?”
Ma sounds kind of like more. Danny opens his mouth, and is rewarded with another spoonful.
He doesn’t start crying in earnest until the bowl is gone. But that’s alright. The lady finds tissues, somewhere, and he gets to look into her human-blue eyes as she carefully dries over and around his still-soft, green-edged wounds.
It’s a very nice gesture.
Danny sobs a little harder.
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xysidhequeen · 6 months
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I hope you got a decent sleep but I wonder, how big is Jason in your AU?
Is it as big as Gotham Knights (Game)?
I did sleep! I'm not sure exactly how long as I'm not sure when I fell asleep, time got weird for me at the end there. But probably upwards of 10 hours so I'm feeling betterish.
He is as big as GK Jason, yes. He's a tank of a man, ghost puberty, and actual puberty, hit him like a truck. I was playing GK while writing RK originally, so I did base his physique off of that. But also because I love tank Jason.
I did not base his face off of GK Jason, though. That stayed more comic book accurate.
I can't give you like hard stats, because I avoid gyms like they'll give me the plague. I couldn't give you his weight and full measurements if I wanted to. But he's big and beefy and unapologetically takes up as much space as he needs to.
No new snippet today, I haven't written yet today so I have nothing that won't be too spoilery. 💚
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im-a-ghost666 · 7 months
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i love danny ric and yuki but this james blair post is absoluty amazing and liam was robbed
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dengekiboys · 1 year
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Please do more Danny Phantom electrocution scenes!
He gets shocked every other episode!
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Danny Phantom: "Bitter Reunions"
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atomic-sludge · 7 months
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*draws a bunch of isolated eyes and pretends it has any real artistic purpose*
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pinkprettycure · 10 months
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"there's an inherent magical boy ness to toku" fair enough but why the fuck is the lego ninjago boy and fucking darth vader on the bracket?
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i have recently been introduced to The Ballad of Jane Doe and i am in love and my brain that loves to put music to fandoms immediately goes danny phantom and im like ok 
but but but 
but then it goes DP x DC crossover and then im like how would this work to make the song and mashup amazing
and so my brain says AU where Danny gets stranded in dc dimension and loses his memories and his corpse, (corpse au cause like ballad of jane doe ya feel me) and his corpse gets buried or cremate, (my brain personally said his corpse gets lost in a clean up job and stuck in a mass grave but i think thats caused by the background singers more than anything.) After a while once he had talked or joined jl or yj something along those lines they ask about his past and all he knows is his name is Danny (Danny only nothing else he adds Phantom cause hes ded) and that his body is buried here or something like that 
and then my brain said share the brainworm so here we are
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toytulini · 1 month
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i know doctor who has never been Perfect, and i love capaldi, i love twelve, but christ alive its a hard watch sometimes
#toy txt post#they just made him so egregiously and blatantly RACIST? like to the point where im like was this like? an on purpose characterization#choice that i just strongly disagree with? or like? is it a consequence of the writers trying to be less racist by including more#characters of color but failing by not checking their own implicit biases so now not only is the doctor racist but like. egregiously so bc#theres so many more opportunities for him to be racist? like just#and if youre sitting here like hes not!!! how dare you: pay attention to the difference in how he treats characters of color vs white chars#he hates soldiers. okay fine thats been fairly consistent. okay but 12 RLY hates them. he hates them so much he cant stand Claras bf Danny#who should be the doctors like ideal soldier bc he was a soldier who didnt want to be anymore and just wants to chill and do good in the#world and for ppl to be safe so hes just a nice math teacher and the doctor calls him stupid and treats him as if hes fucking rambo? but#the doctor is largely fine with: kate lethbridge stewart? hes fine with ogood who may not be a soldier in her own right but shes actively#participating in UNIT as a scientist in a way thats way more ~soldiery~ than anything Danny is doing? and like they clearly wanted that to#be a point of tension to point out the doctors hypocrisy of how the doctor is like a high ranking officer/general whatever#and like thats fine and fair to point out but it just sucks that they do all that and dont seem ti realize how fuckijg racist they wrote#him? he was fucking besties with winston goddamn churchill but he refuses whatshername. journey blue? as a companion bc#shes a soldier. well bro you could make her not a soldier by removing her from the fucking battlefield maybe instead of getting morally#outraged about it? not to mention noticing how when he goes from '900 yrs of space and time and ive never met anyone who wasnt important'#wandering around being fine with UNIT apparently declaring him dictator of earth in emergencies (HELLO?) but dont worry he'll let us know#he disapproves by picking some random UNIT guy to be a really condescending asshole to. pay no attention to the fact that this UNIT#guy happens to be another character of color. ~the 12th doctor is too faceblind you cant call him racist~ well for a guy who cant tell#humans apart from sontarans his accidentaly racism beam is off the charts. its crazy. god#god i wish he'd gotten written better than this#when they do write him good they write him good. but godddddddd its so#doctor who
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feline-gal · 1 year
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Nocturn
King of dead dreams
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deityofhearts · 5 months
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Anyways, tomorrow lexi is coming over and we’re making a cinnamon cake because I had a cake pop that I describe as being cinnamony and we thought it would be fun to make but lex is there so in kanes words “we don’t poison ourselves”
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doyouknowthemossinman · 8 months
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hey, hi, i made a playlist for the boy
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scammydoesstuff · 2 years
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Day 8 — Match
Too soon, BJ…
But not me. Holy shit is this late, but oh my god have I had a bad week. And, to be honest, this one gave me some trouble too. Figuring out the composition took longer than I would’ve liked and, of course, working all day and then having to come home to make some food wound up taking more time than I’d like.
Now to get…maybe 4 hours of sleep and get to another shift that I’m sure will be just as frustrating as the last few have been.
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andromerot · 2 years
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solidarity with all my mutuals who also have their name in their url....we are a strong and powerful army and we will never be defeated
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swampghouls · 2 months
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u know im goin apeshit abt a character when i draw them from the back TWICE
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rumblegym · 3 months
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DANIEL “DANNY” ZUKO - secondary
rockin’ and rollin’ and whatnot ; verse - pre canon
sandy, can’t you see? i’m in misery. ; verse - canon
i gotta shape up, cause you need a man. ; verse - post canon
try the yellow pages ; verse - modern
what’s the matter with you? ; verse - crossovers
SANDRA “SANDY” DUMBROWSKI - secondary
i’ve just had the best summer of my life ; verse - pre canon
there’s nowhere to hide since you pushed my love aside ; verse - canon
my heart is set on you ; verse - post canon
you don’t have to drink tea ; verse - modern
i’m out of my head ; verse - crossovers
JEFFERY KENICKIE - secondary
oh great. i get stuck with the check again. ; verse - pre canon
you’re cruisin’ for a bruisin’ ; verse - canon
i don’t run away from my mistakes ; verse - post canon
got any scotch tape? ; verse - modern
you got the personality of a wet mop! ; verse - crossovers
ELIZABETH “BETTY” RIZZO - secondary
she looks too pure to be pink ; verse - pre canon
the neighborhood thinks i’m trashy and no good ; verse - canon
but to cry in front of you? that’s the worst thing i could do. ; verse - post canon
i don’t steal and i don’t lie ; verse - modern
some people are so touchy ; verse - crossovers
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