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Hello, and welcome to Becca's Danny Phantom blog! As you can probably guess, this blog is dedicated to Danny Phantom, so if that's what you're looking for, you came to the right place! I do reblog a bit of gore and otherwise not safe for work things, however I try to tag absolutely everything and if there is a tag you want me to add, or if you just wanna talk, message me! Cursor by Ectolime.

caleneragami:

Soooo here is some more artsyness I guess… I’m still mostly scribbling small drawings and stuff, but I am really enjoying myself with it and I like that.
I made some messy drawings of Danny Phantom from the awesome fanfiction “Shadow of a doubt”, which is supercool and seriously well written by the amazing Haikujitsu. I’ve been wanting to draw fanart of her story for ages, but after reading the latest chapter I finally drew some!! I’m kinda happy with it, especially the top one, even though they’re kinda messy and stuff. I didn’t really manage to make Danny look much like Danny, much less make them all look like the same person, but yeah…

ghostlyavenger:

Guess who did another flower boy Danny with freckles!

This piece of trash

rens-art:

"i didn’t ask for this"

children forced to be heroes is one of my favorite and least favorite things

OKay for the prompts uhhhhh Elle and Change?

ectopuppy:

In the seven years she had existed, Danielle had never had a hair cut. Her hair got in the way, got tangled easily, made it harder to fight when she needed to. When Valerie had asked her why she kept her hair so long she told her she liked long hair- which she guessed she did-, but that wasn’t the real reason. If Danielle was being honest with herself, she would be happier with short hair. The reason she kept it long was because she was afraid she would look too much like Danny.

Danielle stood in Valerie’s bathroom, and studied her reflection. She had the same eyes, the same face, the same freckles as him, but if there was anything she had learned in the last few years, it was that she was not him. She was her own person. She was Elle, and she was finally comfortable with that. She took in her new pixie cut and smiled. She heard Valerie open the front door and looked up.

“Hey Elle, can you help me with the groceries?” Valerie called as she placed several bags on the kitchen counter. Danielle walked into the room and Valerie looked up. She clapped a hand over her mouth. “Your hair,” She started, after a second. Danielle’s face flooded with worry.

“Do you not like it?” She asked, placing a hand on her head. Valerie’s eyes softened.

“No, it’s nice, but I thought you liked your long hair.” Valerie replied. “What made you decide to get it cut?” Danielle pulled her hand away. She thought for a moment, before a soft smile spread across her face.

“I guess I was just ready for a change.”

torterra:

gggggggggggggggggggggggggggggod

Pretty sure you can put her down now.

(Source: arrival-layne)

harukanannase:

so i did like a redraw kind of thing??????? i tried to get my mind off the free episode (and only semi succeeded)

why are danny’s eyebrows still black

ectology:

danny’s not the only one who gets injured during ghost fights (he feels really guilty about it tho)

scrollingdown:

Can I just say how much I love the idea of Electric Core Danny?

Suffering the World’s Worst Case of Static Cling, which deserves all of the capital letters. Accidentally blowing out the class’s lightbulb when Mr. Lancer slammed a textbook down on the desk he was sleeping on. Having difficulty sleeping because he can *hear* the humming in the walls of his house, and it wants him to play with it, or maybe that’s the sleep deprivation talking.


Giving people static shocks when they touch him, all day, every day. Having to fight his hair down from a natural state of looking like he’s been grabbing a van der graaf generator. Accidentally wiping a box of old cassettes he was told to move from the attic. Really quiet crackling noises as he moves.

twistedmiroir:

Goths Don’t Sweat; We Simmer