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Space Case

The first chapter of my contribution for the Invisobang is now out! You can read it here or on my AO3.

Artwork by the amazing MinnowMarsh and Amar Art!

Summary: Danny runs into some astronauts from NASA’s lunar mission while trying to do his homework on the moon. This leads to new friends, a new job, and eventually to Danny finding a place for himself out in the stars.

Also, Danny gets to be a gremlin in space.

Lunar Surface: Habitat 00

The first time Danny appeared they didn’t know what to do.

There was a child. A teenager. Sitting at their table. Their table on the moon.

Cecilia Perez had worked for NASA for many years. She had been fascinated by the universe and all its secrets since she was a little child and had felt extreme delight in slowly uncovering and discovering new aspects of it through her work.

She had had the immense fortune of being chosen as one of the crew for a new project with a semi-permanent base on the moon.

It had all gone above everyone’s expectations and now they had built the majority of the base and set up their residence there. Cecilia herself had lived in her, with generous words, quaint living quarters for a week now, together with four others. They were the first wave, the trials, and they learned so much every day.

Few things really surprised her anymore, as she had woken up to everything from blaring alarms to a surreal vista of storm clouds covering a majority of the visible side of Earth, but this…

This.

Cecilia was currently frozen in the doorway to the communal kitchen, staring with wide eyes and open mouth at a boy sitting at the table and reading a book.

A boy she had never seen before.

A boy who hadn’t come with them on the shuttle here.

A boy she had never heard anyone even mention. And everything surrounding this mission was as heavily monitored and controlled as it was possible to be.

She stood there, staring, for what had to be a fairly long time, the boy didn’t seem to notice her as he scrunched his brow in concentration and wrote something down in his notebook that laid splayed open on the table at his elbow.

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BIG BANG TIME

Ayyy posting week has finally arrived and I come bearing ART. I was an artist alongside @amar-art for the amazing @torscrawls with their fic called Space Case. Please check them both out!

We also got a character sheet!!!!

And for Amar and Tor,

It was lovely working with both of you. I had a great time talking and hanging out. You're both AMAZING! I can't wait to see what you create in the future. <3

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Some coffee for the space ship astronauts

Yup, a normal coffee delivery

Nothing to see here

For space case by @torscrawls

And thanks for the help @minnowmarsh

A bonus piece for the fic

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Space Case

The first chapter of my contribution for the Invisobang is now out! You can read it here or on my AO3.

Artwork by the amazing MinnowMarsh and Amar Art!

Summary: Danny runs into some astronauts from NASA’s lunar mission while trying to do his homework on the moon. This leads to new friends, a new job, and eventually to Danny finding a place for himself out in the stars.

Also, Danny gets to be a gremlin in space.

Lunar Surface: Habitat 00

The first time Danny appeared they didn’t know what to do.

There was a child. A teenager. Sitting at their table. Their table on the moon.

Cecilia Perez had worked for NASA for many years. She had been fascinated by the universe and all its secrets since she was a little child and had felt extreme delight in slowly uncovering and discovering new aspects of it through her work.

She had had the immense fortune of being chosen as one of the crew for a new project with a semi-permanent base on the moon.

It had all gone above everyone’s expectations and now they had built the majority of the base and set up their residence there. Cecilia herself had lived in her, with generous words, quaint living quarters for a week now, together with four others. They were the first wave, the trials, and they learned so much every day.

Few things really surprised her anymore, as she had woken up to everything from blaring alarms to a surreal vista of storm clouds covering a majority of the visible side of Earth, but this…

This.

Cecilia was currently frozen in the doorway to the communal kitchen, staring with wide eyes and open mouth at a boy sitting at the table and reading a book.

A boy she had never seen before.

A boy who hadn’t come with them on the shuttle here.

A boy she had never heard anyone even mention. And everything surrounding this mission was as heavily monitored and controlled as it was possible to be.

She stood there, staring, for what had to be a fairly long time, the boy didn’t seem to notice her as he scrunched his brow in concentration and wrote something down in his notebook that laid splayed open on the table at his elbow.

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So I joined the Invisobang (mini-bang) and here’s the art based on the spectaculare fic  by @lemon-snake

It was real fun experimenting with colurs and light in this one. I hope you’ll all enjoy. 

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Guess who did the invisobang this year? Me, this bitch, I did. Anyway, here’s my fic, @tsubaki94 did some pretty spectacular art

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She followed his gaze to a man hunched over a keyboard and computer. She wanted to call out to him, but her throat wouldn’t work.

Her breaths came desperately, but he wouldn’t turn around. She wanted to call him, but she didn’t know how. Who was he!? With considerable strength, she lifted her hand and reached out. She said something, anything, a small word she was sure had meaning even if she didn’t know what it meant, but all the man did was hang his head and she just didn’t understand.

The boy grabbed her hand to pull and lead her, and she moved with him not knowing any better.

maybe i should have drawn a keyblade for the kingdom hearts AU that xfm0eshirehc wrote but listen. this scene stuck out to me from the moment i read the first draft and it wouldn’t leave my head

happy @invisobang​ 2022!

Something to Me, to You :: written by xfm0eshirehc: [ ao3 ]

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So Alone (No You're Not)

by @the-random-phan

[AO3 || FFN]

For @invisobang

“We really are all made for eachother,” Sam remarked. They all fell into Danny’s bed, still chuckling. The sentiment stuck with Danny. He couldn’t wish for a better pair of people.

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So Alone (No You're Not)

My @invisobang fic! Sequel to last year's Invisobang fic. Find the links for that here.

It must be read first for this to make any sense at all :)

Word Count: 23,439

Summary:

Phantom's Keep. Much nicer than the old name. But all is not well and stone is not yet set. Danny navigates all of the expectations that are laid out for him as the rising Ghost King and what it really means. Not only for his human life, but Sam and Tucker's as well. Would they really be better off without him bogging them down?

Ao3

FFnet

This post has only the first chapter, you have to go to Ao3 or FFnet for the rest!

MONDAY 8 PM

“I guess we have some time to kill.” Sam wondered aloud. She was laying across the bed, kicking her feet idly. She picked at one of the fur blankets.

The room was full of various drapery and furs. Which made sense, seeing as it was a room fit for a king.

Yeesh, Danny still felt strange thinking about that. It felt like just yesterday Clockwork had popped into his room and demanded a meeting. Only for Danny to discover that, apparently, the GZ itself had chosen him to be the next King and oh, yeah, if he didn’t accept then the entirety of the Infinite Realms would destabilize. No pressure, right?

And if the Realms collapsed, Earth was next on the chopping block. His obsession made the choice for him, no way could he let something like that happen.

Yeah. That was a fun Monday afternoon. A whirlwind of the next two weeks went by, and now the trio were at the Keep. Pariah’s Keep to be exact. Danny felt shivers down his spine as he looked around the room.

Pariah probably used to live here, didn’t he? An unwanted thought told him to tear it to shreds, for what that tyrant had done, but it was washed away by his morals. Dora’s people had already done so much to restore the wartorn Keep, he didn’t want to cause any more damage. 

Mattingly -Dora’s Kingdom- were spearheading the heavy project that was restoring the Keep. Dora herself had also been largely helpful in just organizing things, stuff Danny had no idea how to do. She even got him teachers to help him learn all the things he needed to know, if he was ever gonna be a good King. He’d never be able to thank her for all she’s done, but he certainly planned to try.

Sam stood up, walking around the bend in the room, where they hadn’t yet ventured. She found a door she hadn’t noticed at first.

“Check this out!” She shouted, waving them over. Danny came, but Tucker stayed where he’d collapsed on the bed’s pillows. The only response he gave was a tired sigh. When Danny neared he saw Sam, holding open a heavy door. What he saw behind it was shocking. It was a humongous closet, probably almost the size of his bedroom, if a bit narrower.

Sam entered first, surveying the clothes on either wall. She eyed the various pairs of shoes on the bottom shelves. She grabbed one that looked like it would hurt if thrown, but probably wouldn’t leave a bruise. Danny ducked out of her way as she exited, clearly on a mission.

Sam rounded the corner and lobbed the shoe at Tucker’s head.

“Hey!” He shouted, when smacked in the forehead with a heeled boot. Tucker shot up, grabbing the shoe and returning fire before he even realized what he’d been holding.

“What- where did you find a shoe?” Tucker questioned. Sam just took a step back and gestured to the closet. Tucker got up from the bed and looked curiously into the open doorway.

The closet was packed to the brim with clothes, but not unorganized. It was separated into three distinct sections, presumably one for each of them. Dora must've had a hand in picking out the wardrobes, because they were themed in their respective favorite colors. She was the only one who they were vaguely familiar enough with to know such a thing. Although it was also the colors most of them wore every day, so that probably clued her in. Or maybe it was sheer coincidence, who knows?

To the right was a wall of blacks and purples. It was ordered between tops, pants, skirts, and dresses. There were three pairs of shoes- black flats, what looked like black riding boots(one of which was missing), and a short pair of heels. The entire selection really looked like it’d been pulled from a renaissance festival, which Danny supposed was kinda Dora’s style.

It’d been a while since he’d been to one of those. The last time was probably in Middle school when Jazz-

Jazz.

Heckity.

Danny’s promise came back to him suddenly, the one he’d made with Sarah. His core rumbled slightly, nervously, in his chest. If he didn’t tell Jazz about the fight with Dash in the next week, Sarah was gonna tell her for him. Danny lets loose one time and it bites him in the butt. Of course, just his luck. If Jazz got that video without any context she would immediately turn and start trying to psycho-analyze him. He wouldn’t be able to hide anything from her if she was looking for it.

Really, Jazz deserved to know what was going on. But Danny didn’t want to tell her. That’d be like making the whole thing real- if it wasn’t real enough already.

Danny turned back to the room. That was a future Danny problem. (Not Dan, to be exact. Just Danny-but-a-week-from-now. He didn’t want to think about what will have happened in that week).

Sam pawed through her selection of clothes, humming at some of the options. She got a disgusted look on her face when she saw a ballgown. It was at least purple, but still way out of Sam’s usual style. Danny floated to watch over Sam’s shoulder and saw a tag on the dress in ghost speak. Sam turned and held it up for him to read, and Danny did so aloud.

“Every girl needs at least one. From Dorathea.”

“I guess,” Sam said sarcastically. She shoved the dress back into place, intending to forget about it no doubt.

To the right of the closet was a sea of yellows, gold, and various neutral browns. Clearly meant for Tucker. There were comparatively fewer clothes for him than Sam, though it was still a full wardrobe’s worth. Tucker’s eyes sparkled as he marveled at the selection. His was organized similarly, and was just as medieval. But that didn’t seem to bother him. He pulled a few things off the racks and judged them against himself in the mirror. They all looked to be around the right size, if a bit small for him. Tucker’s growth spurt had done him very few favors, so far. (That didn’t keep Danny from being salty that the top of his head only came up to Tucker’s nose.)

Finally, at the end of the room was Danny’s section. An ocean of blues and silver. As well as some whites. A pop of green or two. Danny ran a hand along the fabric. It felt cool beneath his fingertips, obviously not of the Real World in origin. It was native to the GZ, it would seem. That was interesting. He wondered, who in the GZ made clothes? Did full ghosts even have a need for them? And what were they made of? Where did they sell them?

Danny realized suddenly there was so much he didn’t know about the GZ, and its culture. Guess that’s what happens when the only things you do in an alternate dimension are fight and meet up with a time god. And also become High King, apparently.

Sitting on a mannequin was a cape that made Danny’s core skip a beat.

It was a floor-length cloak, with a hood of white fur. The length was ombre, starting at a deep navy blue and ending in a dark teal-green.

Flashes passed before Danny’s eyes, memories of Clockwork’s time mirror and the damning image it’d shown.

Danny stepped forward gingerly. He reached out to the cloak so that he could feel the fabric. It was soft, and cool in his hands. Like a breeze. The fur was a stark white, maybe even brighter than his hair. The clasp was expertly crafted, mimicking Sam’s logo perfectly. It was a work of art, but Danny couldn’t help but hold ill will towards the garment.

A stray thought in his head said to burn it. Let it reduce to ashes in his hands. To take control of the story narrative. But he knew he couldn’t do that. He never would have, the future is the proof. And if that didn’t make him feel a bit hopeless, what would?

Danny abandoned the cloak and perused the rest of the clothes. He whistled lowly. He was particularly drawn to a rack of flowy dress shirts. He felt the material- it was soft and silky. Danny walked to the other side, hand tracing across the clothing yet again.

He marveled at how it all hummed ever-so-slightly under his fingertips.

As Danny was going through his clothes, Sam was pulling things off the rack. She went over to a floor-length mirror that hung in the closet and held things in front of her, comparing their styles. A sudden sharp grin crossed her face.

“What do you guys say to a bit of a fashion show?” She suggested gleefully. Tucker’s head popped up.

“Sounds like a plan to me,” He agreed. They looked to Danny. He shifted awkwardly.

“I suppose it can’t hurt. We just gotta make sure to put everything back.” His friends both shot him thumbs up.

“Since it was my idea I wanna go first, you guys out so I can change.” With that Sam shoved them out of the closet, left to her own devices.

“I wanted to go first.” Tucker mumbled. He threw himself into a plush chair that sat next to the bookshelf.

“How long do you reckon she’ll be?” Danny asked.

“No clue,” Shrugged Tucker. Danny elected to sit on the bed.

Surprisingly, Sam only took a few minutes. She waltzed out like a model.

Sam wore a dark purple shirt that had bell sleeves, which ended around her elbows. Around her waist was a black corset, which had plum roses embroidered into the panels. It was tied in the front with a ribbon. There was a jeweled belt over the corset that had a small chain hanging down off of it. It was offset, dangling off her hip. She wore flowy black pants that disappeared into her riding boots.

Sam had never really been a fantasy goth, but her outfit was certainly striking.

She held up two cloaks, each with a furry black hood. Danny hadn't even seen she had cloaks.

"Black or purple?" She asked, holding either up to her shoulder. Danny was out of his depth. They both looked okay? Fashion wasn’t his forte, he usually stuck to graphic t-shirts and jeans. Maybe a flannel if he was feeling it.

Tucker hummed.

"Maybe black?" He suggested with a shrug. Sam raised a brow quizzically. She tossed it over her shoulder, hastily putting the other back on its hanger. She struck a pose.

“You look kinda like a knight,” Danny remarked. She looked ready to ride into battle in a medieval period drama.

“Yeah?” Sam asked. She spun, watching the various frills and cape flutter. There was a wide grin across her face.

“Do you think they expect us to wear this stuff?” She asked quizzically. She did another spin, in the opposite direction.

Briar had mentioned something about (insulted) their modern clothes, so perhaps? They wouldn't just be there for no reason, right? Oh Danny was already dreading having to pick out clothes, if that was the case. He hoped it wasn’t.

“Honestly, I have no clue.” Danny replied.

“I dunno,” Tucker added with a shrug. Sam made a ‘hm’ sound.

“Well I don’t want to get changed back into my own clothes yet, so one of you go ahead.” Said Sam, throwing her ponytail over her shoulder. When Danny didn’t immediately volunteer, Tucker spoke up.

“I guess I’ll go.” He said, getting up from his seat.

“Any suggestions?” He asked in Sam’s direction. She stepped back into the closet and Tucker followed suit. Danny didn’t want to get up, he just flopped back on the bed.

The sudden movement made Danny’s head hurt. It reminded him suddenly how he’d been in a fight with Dash not even 12 hours ago. Injuries in his human form always lasted longer, though not to the same extent as if he was completely without his ghost half. Just… sluggishly. 

His nose in particular was throbbing, each pulse of his core (heart?) making him feel like his head would explode from the pressure. Not a good reminder. He transformed, and a bit of the pain drifted away. Being in ghost form helped a bit, but not nearly as much as he would have liked.

Sam and Tucker talked for a bit, their voices warbling through the walls from the other room. Sam left Tucker on his own a few minutes later. Tuck was in there for a while, longer than Sam had been at least. He practically slammed the door on Sam, even if he shouted an apology a split second later. Sam’s footsteps quieted, then got louder. She wandered over to the bed where Danny laid, and he could feel the shift when she sat down.

“D’you think he thinks he’s hiding his sudden interest in fashion?” Sam asked. A smile found its way onto Danny’s face.

“He probably thinks he’s getting away with it.” 

“Yeah, probably.” The conversation petered off. Danny heard the pages of a book turning, and that explained the detour Sam had taken. She paid a visit to the bookshelf. 

Danny was hit by a wave of boredom. But he didn't want to waste what precious battery life his phone had. Thus, he was left with nothing to do.

He got bored rather quickly. And by quickly, it was about five minutes later. He finally got up from the bed and decided to explore the room a bit more. If he was gonna be staying here, he might as well familiarize himself with it. In his search. Danny discovered two doors in the back corner. One led to a bathroom, much like he had expected. (Or, at least, wanted it to be. Did full ghosts have any use for a bathroom?)

The most immediate, stand-out feature was a large tub set into the floor. The floor was tile, but the walls of the tub were dark wood, maybe Mahogany? Danny only knew about that type of wood because it made his Dad’s allergies act up. And he’d learned a bit about it in shop class.

The tub was big enough that Danny could probably sit in the middle and his head would be under the water. There was a ring of benches around the semi-circle tub. The bathroom was shaped like a circle, with large windows all around. White curtains filtered the mint green light that streamed in from outside. It bathed the room in a strange hue. Opposite the door was a toilet and to the left was a series of two sinks. Hung on the wall behind each were large, ornate mirrors. There was a rack to the side that held many white and dark blue towels, all folded to perfection.

As he left the bathroom, Danny wondered idly who all had put everything together. He’d done that about a lot of things, recently. He had a lot of people to thank.

The next door was off to his left, along the end wall of the ‘L.’ It was two doors, actually. A set of doubles that were white with silver accents. When Danny reached for the handle, his hand came back covered in dust. He wiped it off on his jeans before venturing inside. Sam noticed he was up to something and followed behind.

“Wow,” Danny mused.

The room before them was long, with floor-to-ceiling windows at the end. They were covered by light curtains that seemed to drift ever-so-slightly, even though Danny couldn’t feel any wind. The walls were a soft baby-blue. Straight ahead was a marble table with plush-looking chairs set around it. A vase of flowers was atop the table, again various colors of blue. Danny wasn’t sure if any flowers in the Real World were even naturally blue, so they must be GZ flowers? He was probably wrong about that. He remembers hearing something about blue roses, once upon a time. Or was that from a video game?

“This looks like a meeting room.” Said Sam.

At the other end of the room was a grand fireplace, though for now it was without a flame. In front of it was a long, wide table. It matched the style of the smaller one but on a much grander scale. This one was also surrounded by chairs, about six on each side and one at the table’s head. There was no chair on the fireplace side.

Danny looked up and was almost disappointed. The ceiling was slightly slanted to the left and had some stylized rafters, but it wasn’t the scene of stars he’d expected. It would seem the only room with such a roof was the ball room.

“Done! Where’d you guys go?” Tucker shouted. Footsteps.

“Whoa,” He marveled as he entered the room. He looked around, absorbing the scene before him. Danny looked away from the scene to see Tucker’s outfit. It wasn’t as much of a… statement, as Sam’s, but tasteful.

His shirt was a muted orange-yellow, with darker embroidery around the collar and the edges of the short sleeves. It was quite long, just a bit shorter than a dress would need to be to maintain any kind of modesty. Maybe tunic was a more accurate word? Danny pulled back on his memories from the books he used to read in middle school. Tucker got him into Dungeons and Dragons for a short stint, and he’d read all the manuals he could find cover-to-cover. 

Danny was hit with the epiphany that this kinda felt like he was in the middle of a D&D campaign, when the group gets new outfits after starting a new plotline. Hm.

Underneath the tunic Tucker had chosen an off-white shirt with big sleeves. The collar of it just barely peeked out from under that of the tunic. His pants were mostly the same as Sam’s. But in a rich brown. The pant legs were gathered below his knees, turning into something almost like leggings. He wore a pair of black flats.

And, of course, Tucker had a cape of his own. His was a medium brown, and draped off of his left shoulder. The belt which held it in place went under his right arm, around his chest. Tucker did a half-spin, watching the fabric ripple.

“Nice!” Sam shouted. She and Tucker high-fived. He grinned at the praise. Tucker abruptly turned to Danny. He almost gave himself whiplash, spinning that quick. He schooled his expression into something serious.

“Hypothetically, what would happen if you phased earrings into my ears and then let them turn tangible?” He asked, straight out of left field. It took a moment for the question to even compute.

“You… want me to pierce your ears?” Danny said to make sure he’d heard correctly. Danny didn’t care about Tucker wanting his ears pierced (honestly he’d probably rock it) he was just a bit hesitant it was just the method he proposed.

“Yeah! I thought maybe if we did it that way, it wouldn’t hurt as much.” Tucker shrugged. It seemed his earlier enthusiasm had faded.

“Honestly I’m not really sure what it’d do.” Danny offered. He typically avoided turning things tangible inside other things. But what harm could it really do?

“Let’s try it!”

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My art for @coyotecrackers 's dp fic, "Roll for... Ghost?" !!! Collaborating with @parkers-picz for the art. Plz check them both!

This is the original drawing btw. Drawing buildings is a pain in the ass but I had fun with this one.

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What is Invisobang, and how does it work?

Invisobang is a collaborative event between authors and artists. Authors write a new fic that meets a minimum word count of 5000 words (no maximum). Halfway through the event, artists review anonymous profiles of these fics and select their favourites. Authors and artists are then paired together on a first-come, first-serve basis. While authors finish writing, artist create art for their claimed fic. Everything is posted at the end of the event in a big bang of content.

Check out the Rules, Guidelines, and Frequently Asked Questions for more information. If you have any questions not answered there or in the "answers" tag on the blog, send an ask!

What do artists need to know?

All artists are welcome regardless of skill level.

All artists must be able to make either illustration, animatic, or music, but other art forms are allowed if your author agrees.

Art must be made new for the bang.

You can find further guidelines in the info doc linked above!

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My art for Invisobang 2022! Based on @coyotecrackers fic. If you love DnD, you gotta check it out ^_^

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For the @invisobang !

Refraction (T)

Danny goes down to his parents' lab in search of a sandwich, but what he finds instead is ghost powers, four alternate versions of himself, and a quest to defeat the greatest threat the Ghost Zone has ever known. (also six trans Dannys and an Elle get to beat up Butch Hartman)

I drew for Chapter 3 of @redfoxtail26 story Refraction

Thank you so much for working with me❤️😭!

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