#werewolf Tucker??????

[pinatadoodles]

more danno doodles, this time featuring wulf

[vladdyissues]

DANNY PHANTOM | 2.19-2.20 "Reality Trip"

[mooblybloom]

I'm gonna assume that he's a ghost cat boy and in making that assumption I'd like to think that Sam calls him roadkill cuz he's a dead cat it's the exact dark humor that she has

First break in:

Alfred watched with raised eyebrows as Alfred the cat trotted in through a side door. Usually this would be nothing worthy of note, but the fact his fuzzy namesake had another much bigger kitty trailing after him had the butler a bit flummoxed.

He didn't know if the boy was a meta, alien or some supernatural equivalent, but the cat ears on the boys head swiveled around enough as he surveyed the room for Alfred to know they were the real deal. He watched as the boy locked eyes with him. The stared own only lasted a few seconds before the boy dismissed him being a threat and followed the cat further into a manor the child had no business being in.

The audacity.

Bruce would probably adopt this one too if he could. In the meantime he got to work making some cookies and milk for thier guest. Waking up in the batcave should teach the little scoundrel a lesson or two. Even though he wouldn't be harmed the scare might set him straight.

Alfred found the boy in the library, laying in the sunlight atop one of the grand bookcases. Alfred the cat laying next to him as they both purred with contentment.

The butler let the smell of his prize winning cookies waft into the room they were in. The intruder lifted his head to crane his neck in thier direction, but instead of looking hungry or eager, he looked suspicious. As if he figured the cookies were drugged.

That changed things.

The day progressed as usual but the boy never took a cookie. Eventually Alfred found the catboy gone and his namesake curled up in Master Damians lap. Master Tim was inspecting the long black cat hairs left all over one of the benches. How dare.

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Lmao, Catboy Danny and Alfred the cat are besties while Catboy Danny and Alfred the human are semi-foes.

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Second break in:

Damian did not foresee his day going like this. To be fair, who could have guessed a catboy meta would break into the manor, dodge his weaponry with practiced ease, and then ask for his help/advice on kitty ear care.

Nor did he expect Drake to walk in on him cleaning the catboys ear so he could apply the medicine for the infection properly. Tim took a picture of them before running off.

He supposed this did look a bit strange considering the boys head was laying on one of his thighs for him to get comfortable access to the ear. Alfred the cat was kneeding his other thigh with his paws and both were purring loudly.

This days events were unexpected but pleasant nonetheless.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 305

So. Uh. Danny feels like laughing hysterically, because? Ghostwriter was doing a thing, and one of Pandora’s curses escaped and erm, well, now the six of them are in a whole other dimension. At least this place has a lot of abandoned warehouses but still. And well, he guesses he’s no longer the only ‘monster’ now? 

But seriously they all need to find a way back home sooner rather than later, even if they might now be stuck in this world… Fuck.

[tsubaki94]

Ectober 19

Claws and Hornes

[bigeggeaterjustsaying]

Here are some doodles with @fennecfiree 🥺🥺🥺 so like he drew furries and creek and stuff because he's a furry and I drew with mostly the same stupid brush (exploseion when two worlds collide woahah 🤯)

[impyssadobsessions]

Got inspired by @tourettesdog drawing werewolf version of sam =w=b well more so urge to draw werewolf danny ... then it spiraled :D Danny's phantom form and becoming a werewolf doesn't mix. I imagine it actually happen by being bit by a ghost wolf spider.

Danny just cursing the thing as he sucks it up, and sends it back to ghost zone. Slowly starts transforming. Having strange urges and itches.. until he transform, screaming in agony and rage. His body unable to handle being both a half-ghost and a ghostly werewolf. Sam and Tucker unable to make Danny come to his senses. Uses the dog whistle Danny was given to call Wulf, (unknowing why Danny had a dog whistle as they assume it was for cujo) out of panic. To try and stop him from ripping himself and everything apart. The whistle just enrages Danny more, but Wulf rips open a portal, saving sam and tuck from the attack. For a moment they're in a peaceful meadow while Danny still in amity, probably the lab causing destruction. Wulf asking what happen to Danny. Sam and Tuck... mostly Tucker since he knows his language, fill him in. Wulf piecing it together, knowing the wolf spider venom can turn others into werewolves temporarily.. but of course danny isn't a normal human or ghost. So neither effects are working as normal. Wulf keeps Sam and Tucker in the safety of the meadow and pops back into the lab to help Danny. Sam and Tucker trying to follow but the portal closes before they reach it.. leaving them both to wait and worry. Wulf tries to get Danny to his senses, Danny isn't listening and just attacks. Howling in pain. Wulf dodges and blocks the attacks, struggling to keep Danny from hurting anyone or himself. Wulf finally gets a good hold on Danny, Giving him both nurturing gestures and calling him to his senses. Eventually Danny calms down, whimpering. Unable to really respond much more then in whines of pain. Wulf takes Danny back with him, until it either wears off or they find a solutions. Basically fostering him like a pup. Sam and Tucker relieved and stunned to see Danny still in wolf form, hunkered down and trying to be as small as possible. Form still barely holding on.

[monstersonscreen]

The 1990 series She Wolf of London was mostly filmed in England; all the England filmed episodes had their special makeup effects realized by Christopher Tucker, most famous for his work on The Elephant Man and The Company of Wolves.

The titular she wolf Randi was achieved via a prosthetic mask and bodysuit applied to Diane Youdale.

[strawberrycamel]

contributing to @tourettesdog 's werewolf jazz au

[goinggoingghone]

dp x dc au but werewolf!Tucker and Wulf accidentally portal into the DC world and because of the Lazarus Pits around Gotham spewing out corrupted ectoplasm they're unable to use it to portal home.

Thankfully there's a halfa in Crime Alley that formed with corrupted ectoplasm that can use it effectively!

They only realize Jason is Not Aware he's a halfa when they break into his safehouse.

Great, now they're on the Bats' radar.

[ghostlyglimmer]

@ectoberhaunt Day 14: Cult Classic

"I didn't mean to call you meatloaf Danny."

Reaallly struggled with this prompt. Could not figure out what to do so I decided to do my favorite Cult Classic horror movie An American Werewolf in London.

I love the dynamic between David & Jack. Esp when his ghost comes back each time more decayed each time. it's so spicy angsty and yummy yummy.

[hyde-ur-monsters]

On account of me procrastinating and the idea of a Monster High and Danny Phantom crossover (with a focus on Sam and Clair) breathing down my neck, I had a tiny fic idea that i will now write instead of the assignment my grade depends on

Jackson and Claire were having a perfectly calm outing. It had been a while since they hung out, and they had a lot to catch up on. They decided to go to a nearby cafe; it had a nature theme going and Jackson was curious about it.

“You’re such a hipster,” Clair had teased him, poking him in the side.

The line was long, so they got ready for a long wait and talked in the meantime. Jackson was ranting about his biggest ongoing project (body duplication). About how he had the theory down, but so far all it would do is instantaneously produce an exact clone of the subject. He couldn’t figure out how to produce a double based on the subject’s thoughts and it was frustrating him to no end.

Jackson tended to lose track of his surroundings when he was talking about his Interests, and Clair was facing away from the line, so it was kinda his fault when they didn’t move along with the line and left a sizable gap in between them and the person in front of them.

Naturally, some guy who had just walked into the café saw the gap and thought, hey free real estate.

Clair caught the face Jackson made mid-rant, his i’m-annoyed-but-also-non-confrontational face, and turned around just in time to see the guy cut in line in front of them. Clair raised an eyebrow at the sheer audacity.

“Is he fucking serious?” She said this loud enough for the Opportunist Ass to hear.

Jackson grimaced when the guy squared his shoulders but made no inclination to move. Oh this was going to turn into a Thing, and he did not want it to turn into a Thing.

“It’s fine,” he whispered to Clair. “I got carried away and didn’t realize the line had moved.”

Clair turned to him with a glare.

“We’ve been waiting ten minutes in line, Jackson. He can take his turn like the rest of us instead cutting in line like a parasite,” she said annoyedly, before turning to the guy. “Dude, in case it somehow escaped your beady eyes, the line starts at the door.”

Instead of ignoring her this time, the guy glanced at them over his shoulder with an unimpressed look.

“Go somewhere else if it bothers you, freak. Not my fault you were wasting time talking about weird shit.”

Taken aback by his response, Clair scoffed in disbelief. She couldn’t think fast enough for something to say, so the guy turned back around and went back to ignoring them.

“Real original,” Jackson muttered under his breath with a roll of his eyes.

“I hate—”

“Clair, just leave it. We’ll get our coffee either way.”

Clair frowned, brow furrowing like she wanted to say more, but she kept quiet. She didn’t like arguing with strangers. It was more stress than it was worth. Besides, she knew Jackson hated making a scene. She could let it go.

“Hey, asshole!”

The two friends jumped at the shout, eyes wide. They slowly turned to look at a girl their age decked out in goth attire (a dark purple tank top paired with a loose, ghost-patterned cardigan, a long black skirt, and a pair of tall platform boots peeking out from under the hem). She wore heavy eyeliner that did nothing to make her look less terrifying as she glared directly at the line-cutter.

The guy glanced minutely behind him, intent on ignoring her, too.

“Yeah, you, dickhead. They told you where the line was, but I don’t see you moving.”

Everyone else in the line was turning to look at the scene, the goth girl’s shout having caught their attention. There were murmurs around and Jackson suddenly felt too many eyes on them.

The girl hadn’t moved an inch from her spot, but that didn’t take away from the feeling that she would drag him out of the spot if she could.

Oh please don’t let this turn into an altercation, Jackson pleaded silently. He wanted to melt into the ground as it was.

Clair on the other hand smirked at the goth girl. She felt braver now with someone else taking the stand, and she put a hand on her hip giving the guy a raised eyebrow.

“You heard her,” she said, too satisfied with herself.

The guy glared at them both.

“I’ve been here the whole time,” he stated with a sudden air of confidence that made Clair scoff and the goth girl stomp her boot.

“I saw you cut in line, dumbass,” goth girl accused, pointing at him.

“Yeah, nice try, but we’re not blind. The line starts at the door,” Clair repeated, jabbing her thumb behind her.

“I don’t take orders from weirdos.”

“First time for everything. Get moving or get lost.”

Goth girl stared him down, but it wasn’t until other customers in the line started speaking up and telling him to “stop holding up the line” and that “people who cut in line have a special place in hell” that he finally moved, muttering angrily.

Someone from a table actually cheered.

Jackson wished he was Invisibilly so people wouldn’t keep staring at him. Clair looked deeply satisfied with the outcome.

“We’re paying for that girl’s coffee. Sorry for the mess, Jackson, but that was true goth girl solidarity. I either owe her coffee or my soul.”

He snorted despite himself.

“Preferably just coffee.”

They did pay for her tea, not coffee, and even invited her to sit with them when they realized there weren’t any other tables available.

The girl, Sam, was only there because it was the only cafe in town that had vegan options. This side of town, at least, but Jackson couldn’t tell her about the plethora of vegan food places in the monster side of town.

The three of them got to talking about what the town had to offer, because apparently Sam was here visiting a friend and didn’t know anything about the place. Then she started asking about the history of the town, saying she’d heard there were witch hunts back in the 1600s. Jackson and Clair had shared a look at this, but waved it off as rumors that came from tourists who confused Salem, Oregon with Salem, Massachusetts.

“Bummer, I really wanted to find some witch ghosts. Actually, do you guys have any spooky or haunted spots—”

Sam’s phone ringtone blared out— the Ghostbusters theme song —and she rolled her eyes at the caller ID.

“About time. Hey, Danny. Tucker with you? Cool, I’m at a cafe on the other side of town, I’ll head your way.”

She stood up, phone in one hand and tea in the other, and gave her temporary cafe buddies a friendly smile.

“Thanks for the tea, and for the satisfaction of telling an asshole off. See you guys around.”

They waved her off as she went back to the conversation on her phone. Clair thought she heard the word ‘ghosts’, but put the concern away. Lots of regular people were into the paranormal. There were even Ghost hunters all over Youtube. It was fun and dark and spooky. Clair used to watch them as a kid.

She never would’ve guessed she’d actually get to meet one, let alone be interviewed by said ghost. There was a lot in her life nowadays that she never thought she’d even get a chance to see, actually.

They sat in silence for a bit, before Jackson spoke up.

“Did- did she say she’d meet her friends on the other side of town?”

“Yup.”

They looked at each other. Jackson pressed his lips into a thin line.

“We should probably—”

Clair sighed.

“Yeah okay, fine. Let’s go.”

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 321

You know Content Warning? Lethal Company but youtube videoing? 

Danny does that- just well, with the Zone. It’s not like it can be mapped out, what with people moving their Lairs and more lairs and islands constantly manifesting. And well, there’s so many things out here, and it’s not like he can be an astronaut.

So, he decided to make exploration logs for the Zone instead, alongside his friends and a doppelganger or two holding equipment. It’s great, and people can donate whenever he live streams so he’s getting income too. 

He just erm, maybe should have double checked it was uploaded to just his dimension…

[ghostiezone]

trick or treat!!!! have a spooky'n'scary halloween! :)

TRICK. these kids want YOUR candy instead >:]

[avlillustrations]

Here's Werewolf Tucker's updated design.

I decided to take a page from monster highs book. So in this (still) unnamed fantasy au, werewolves are in a state of constant partial transformation. I image it makes the transformation easier when the actual full moon comes around. And also makes the stakes in the story a lot higher when Tucker can't really hide from the supernatural hunters.

I mean werewolves in this au can turn into wolf-dogs to hide, but Tuckers still a fledgling (is that what you call newly turned werewolf?) so he can only hold the wolf-dog form temporarily.

[summerf10wer]

@spookberry a start to me editing clawd into your au tucker