#dp side hoes week 2023

[duchi-nesten]

dp side hoes week day 7: Valerie/Wardrobe! (and Cujo bcuz he is my side hoe too even if he didn’t make it to the prompt list)

you ever procrastinate cleaning ur wardrobe by making clothes for a ghost dog that once ruined ur life from the stuff u wanted to throw out? ya me too!

they’re besties ur honor, don’t @ me

Shared Cujostody AU Masterpost

silly gray ghost bonus under the cut because I was procrastinating too

this is what happened later in the evening lmao

they share custody of this dog and he was jealous

[chasingrabbits-art]

Side hoes week Day 1: Tucker, power up

Something, something, power of friendship

[13thdoodle]

[ Memories of Erased Timelines ]

As the one who maintain the flow of Time, then he is the only one who remembers those lines that no longer exists

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Here's my piece for DP side hoe week prompt : Clockwork and Memory.

I had a lot of fun working on this one, I'm glad it came out well~

I made it originally on A4 size and then cut it to size but it end up looking like a really nice spread page so im gonna put it here lmao

[lexosaurus]

[k-beckerart]

forgot to queue up my post for yesterday. heres my piece for tucker’s prompt: power up :D

the colors of the video were a tiny bit wonky so heres two stills from the video

[squirrellysketches]

dp side hoes day something: aunt alicia

ft maddie fenton

[echoghost1]

Side Hoes Week 2023: Day 01 - Tucker

Title: Bad Time For A Live Stream

Summary: Tucker was new to streaming but was doing pretty well for himself. Then he got interrupted.

Word Count: 544

Warnings: blood/ecotplasm, injury

I used this prompt from @danphanwritingprompts

You can read on AO3 and down below the cut

“What’s up Gamers! FryerTuck here welcoming you to another round of Doomed!” Tucker greeted his webcam and a handful of viewers. “Today I’m going to try to find the rumored loot on level 15.”

He started streaming recently for a couple of reasons, one, it was a fun excuse to get better at the game, and two, you could get paid.

It was mostly reason number two.

It did take him a bit to get any traction, aka any viewers at all and then a little longer for anyone to start paying, but he was really getting into the groove of it now.

He even had a couple of fans and a dedicated mod for the chat.

It felt like he had something that was his. A special little thing just for him.

It was nice.

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Tucker was in the zone. He was making great progress in the game and keeping up with the chat. Everything was perfect. 

So, of course, that's when something, correction, someone, crashed through his bedroom window.

Tucker nearly jumped out of his seat at the noise only to actually scramble out of it when he saw who it was.

Danny, in his ghost form, was a heap on the floor, struggling to get up and bleeding ectoplasm everywhere. 

Tucker tossed his headphones off and ran to Danny's aid, "oh my god dude, what happened?"

Danny looked up at him and somehow that made it worse. "It’s not healing."

Yeah, that was bad.

"Okay, um, we really need to get you away from this glass. Can you walk?"

Danny tried to get up but failed. The audible splat when he landed didn’t help.

Tucker closed his eyes and took a breath, now was not a time to be squeamish. 

"Can you float?"

"Nothing's working." Danny pushed himself back up to his knees shaking the whole time before locking eyes with him again, "it hurts."

"It’s gonna be okay. I'm gonna help you up and let's try and get you to the bathroom, ready?"

"Okay." 

Tucker felt his heart break hearing Danny be in pain like this. 

Usually, ghost fights don't hurt him. Or at least they don't seem to anyway. Whatever this is, it's bad.

Tucker carefully helped Danny upright and it was clear he couldn't stand on his own. Luckily, picking up Danny is not hard and it's even easier in his ghost mode.

"You know what, I'm just gonna carry you."

Danny just whined in response as he nuzzled into Tucker’s shoulder. 

With Danny now in Tucker’s arms bridal style, he now realized he had a new problem. He wasn’t going to be able to open his door.

"Crap. Okay um, new plan. You go here." Tucker placed Danny on his bed and tried not to think about the mess his sheets were going to become, "and I'll be right back with the first aid kit."

He hated that Sam was right. He really needed one in his room.

After a quick pit stop to the bathroom to grab supplies and wash his hands, he was back in his room. The door now locked.

He felt like he was forgetting something, but couldn’t for the life of him figure out what it was.

Then he saw his computer.

[as21-7]

power up

[bleedingectoplasm]

Touching Memories

Here’s a fun little drabble for DP side hoes week day 3! The prompts were Clockwork and memories. TW for some light gore. I hope you enjoy!

The ghost child is knocking at his door. Or has knocked. Or will knock.

In one of the timeline’s infinite iterations, the ghost child is knocking at Clockwork’s door. And the version of Clockwork living in that moment lets him into his lair.

In the instants that follow, Clockwork ushers the ghost child to his parlor, an extra dimensional space in his lair that only spawns into existence when he has visitors. The ghost child sprawls out on the sofa, utterly irreverent and unaware of the true power that is contained in the deity sipping tea across the room.

And then, the ghost child begins to complain. He whines about battles with other ghosts, moans about malfunctioning technology, winges about scraped knees and bruised knuckles and snapped bones.

Clockwork smiles, placating and patient, with the understanding that the young ghost before him is but a pebble in time's ceaseless stream. He offers advice to the little pebble, hoping to help the waters of the universe smooth out his rough edges.

“You must be compassionate,” Clockwork counsels, “You must meet your rivals where they are. You can’t possibly understand what has shaped them into the ghosts that stand before you.”

But Clockwork can. Clockwork does. He understands it all.

The ghost child grumbles, but does not push back. As he rises to leave, he floats towards Clockwork for an embrace, behaving with casual familiarity with the primordial being that he views as a surrogate father. Clockwork indulges him. In the second, minute, hour before he and the ghost child’s bodies connect, he braces himself to experience the inevitable disorientation, the natural side effect of his most unsettling power.

The millisecond that Clockwork touches the ghost child, he is violently ejected from his corporeal form. His consciousness trips and stutters for a moment, as it always does, before he finds himself in the body of a fourteen year old boy staring at the yawning mouth of an unforgiving portal to another dimension.

This is the way that Clockwork is able to maintain his godly empathy, the trick to his inhuman understanding, the mechanism through which he keeps his finger on the pulse of the Infinite Realms. Every time he so much as brushes against another ghost, he accesses memories of their death. He lives through the most vulnerable moment of their lives, seeing the world as they once did, experiencing the timeline from their perspective.

He has been Ember as her house burns around her, flames licking up her spine as her flesh melts from her skeleton. He has been Youngblood, coughing splotches of blood into his sleeve with an incessant ache in his lungs just before he slips into eternal sleep. He has been Skulker, starving in the woods, his stomach gurgling as it digests itself, watching one final sunset while slumped against the side of a tree. He has been Kitty, laying next to the corpse of her boyfriend on sun scorched pavement, the smell of burning rubber stinging her nose as she feels the breeze whistle against the hole in her skull.

And, countless times, he has been the ghost boy. He has felt electricity mercilessly frying him from within as each molecule is torn apart and remade wrong, his own screams echoing in his ears and the scent of his cooked flesh permeating the air.

Time is valuable because it is limited. Moments are precious because they end. Life matters because there is death.

So Clockwork grants the ghost boy a moment of affection. He lives through his death once more. He does so with the ancient understanding that this gesture will matter to the pebble precisely because it cannot escape the stream.

[papiliomame]

Aunt Alicia: Slice of Life

Shortly after Alicia's divorce, her sister Maddie visited her to support her in these difficult times. Maddie oldest kid Jazz recently learned to read and devoured every book that came her way. The youngest Danny is just amazed by the sheer amount of words his sister can understand.

Alicia would never admit it but she was thankful that Maddie was there or she would have cut down the entire forest in rage if her sister didn't stop her. Her preferred method of cutting trees is to glue a picture of her ex-husband on a tree so that would get her blood boiling during the task. This method proved to be a quite effective to finished this task in a timely manner for the following years.

[long-live-astronerd-ghost-king]

DP Side Hoes Week 2023/ Day 2/ Wes Weston, Revenge.

Revenge is a dish best served cold

If no one believes him when he says that Fenton is the Phantom, then he must make Danny confess himself.

He planned everything perfectly. This morning he and Fenton had a fight. Mr. Lancer himself gave them detention. The half of A-listers will also be staying late at school, holding a pointless club meeting.

In the right pocket of his jeans rested an empty box for bright green lenses which will glow in the dark.

Inhale-exhale. Lancer just got out. Wes’s ready. The show begins.

Wes: Fenton, I can’t do this anymore. I know you want to hide it, but it hurts so much.

Danny*whispers*: You’re sick! You know I can’t tell anyone. Get over it.

Paulina and Baxter should be walking past the room soon.

Wes*screams*: It hurts so much! I know your parents are ghost hunters!

Danny*screams louder*:That’s right! So what the hell are you doing all the time

Wes: But I will not let them separate us!

Danny: W-What?

A cloud covers last rays of a setting sun. Everything is going even better than planned.

Wes closes the eyes. Hears a slight rustle behind the door. The audience is already here.

He dramatically looks at Fenton and grabs the boy by the shoulders.

Wes: Should the boundary between life and death be a boundary for my love for you?

Danny: What the hell? Your eyes!

Wes: No, don’t protect me, Danny. I don’t care if everyone finds out I’m the Phantom! The important thing is that we’re together. You’re my boyfriend and I’m tired of pretending to hate you!

Dash behind the door: *gasps*

Danny hears it.

Danny*whispers*: You little shit. Okay, you want to play..so

Danny*pretends to cry*: Will you really go for it? I love you so much, Phantom! *Rushes into a hug*

Wes*whispers*: It was not part of my plan.

He need to come up with something worse.

Wes: Sure, let’s run away from your parents and live in a Ghost Zone. Let’s have three kids and a dog!

Danny: Oh, Invisobill, you’re so funny. Your dead brain always forgets that we already have Cujo and a daughter. Dani will be so upset if you only think of her as a clone. She’s got my DNA in her too. What is this if not a miracle?

Wes*gasps*.

Danny*smiles angrily*.

Valerie*screams from behind the door*: I will kill him! I will break him molecule by molecule!

She runs into the room.

Valerie: Danny! Don’t trust the ghost bastard! He has no feelings for you! He’s probably just using you to access the portal!

Paulina*cries*: No! Ghost boy, you have to be with me! Why do you need this loser?

Danny: P-Phantom? Did you use me?

Wes: ...we’ll talk about this later, dear.

Wes:*dramatically jumps out the window and runs off into the sunset*.

Danny*screams out the window with an angry smile*: Oh, no, a ghost! Help! I’m just a human schoolboy!

Wes is handcuffed to one of the GIW agents in a minute.

Wes: Well, that’s not what I expected.

Wes: God damn you, Fenton!!!

Agent: Well, child, the ghost can’t hurt you anymore.

Danny: I was so scared, sir, thank you!

Dash: Not cool, Fen-turd. Why are you bringing hunters to fight with your boyfriend?

Wes&Danny: Shut up, Dash!

[duchi-nesten]

For DP Side Hoes Week Day 1: Tucker/Power up! ⭐️

A little guy playing Doomed since it fit the word prompt and gave me a good reason to play around with a weird pose :] (I tweaked his avatar design a bit though so he doesn’t look like a pantless minion)

[chasingrabbits-art]

Side hoes week Day 2: Wes, revenge

Kinda sus, Weston.

[honeybunhalo]

Finally finished the watercolor painting of Clockwork for side hoes week!! Enjoy!

[lexosaurus]

Danny Phantom Side Hoes Week 2023

Welcome one, welcome all to this year's DP Side Hoes Week, aka a week in march where we honor all our favorite non-Danny characters from the show!

You all voted, and here were our seven victors!

March 5: Tucker, power up March 6: Wes Weston, revenge March 7: Clockwork, memory March 8: Mr. Lancer, hobbies March 9: Fright Knight, invasion March 10: Aunt Alicia, slice of life March 11: Valerie, wardrobe

You can make fics, art, music, crochet, amvs, memes—really, whatever you want! Just be sure to tag your creation with #dp side hoes week 2023 so everyone can find your work!

The event runs Sunday, March 5th to Saturday, March 11.

Have fun!

[this-is-z-art-blog]

[ID: digital drawing of Mr Lancer, shown in his reflection from the waist up with one hand on some kind of counter. He’s wearing a shimmering pink dress with long sleeves, a gold charm earring, and a long curly orange wig. There is glitter in his beard, and he has on pink eyeshadow and lip liner, which he’s smiling slightly as he touches up.]

Side Hoes Week 2023 Day 4

Mr Lancer // Hobbies