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auroraphantasma · 2 months
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Lineart was done by @minnowmarsh i hope my coloring did justice for you beautiful lineart!
First submission for the @green-with-envy-phandom-event !
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salmonight · 3 months
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Fentonic2024 Day 4: Morning routine / Claws
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well at least it was supposed to be but we somehow ended up here. He got claws believe me theyre just… not rly the focus point?
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Welcome to Green With Envy's second year, folks!
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The first one went so spectacularly and had so much support that we're back at it again!
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For those of you who didn't participate or spectate last year, this is an artist event that comes in two parts.
Part one is the chill half of the event, aimed at people who love to draw but hate to color. Over the next two months, a form will be open for anyone to drop Danny Phantom themed line art at the event's doorstep. Which we will promptly "ooh" and "ahh" over before hoarding away.
Part two is the competitive half of the event, aimed at people who love to color but hate to draw. This is where things get spicy~ After being divided into small pods of 3 to 8 people, colorists will compete for points by taking brushes to as much line art as physically possible!
But this competition has a twist. What line art you color and when completely changes how many points your team gets! It's all about strategy, and if you aren't careful, another team may just come in and Poach your precious lead away from you!
All are welcome regardless of skill level for both halves of the event.
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The official hashtag for the event this year is #greenwithenvy2024 
In-depth Rules can be found here and some things have changed this year, so make sure to look!
Tutorial can be found here
FAQ can be found here
The discord server for this event is here
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Line Art and All Sign-ups Due: Sunday, February 25th (02/25/24) 11:59 pm, Pacific Time Zone
Coloring Starts: Friday, March 8th (03/08/24) 8:00 pm Pacific Time Zone
Coloring Due: Sunday, April 7th. (04/07/24) Pacific Time Zone
Sign-ups for line artists are here (closed)
Sign-ups for colorists are here (closed)
Line artist submissions go here (closed)
Colorist submission form can be found in the Discord.
P.S. Remember when looking at the dates to account for your daylight saving's time. What day it happens on depends on where you are in the world!
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We are so excited to bring this awesome event back to the Phandom, and we can’t wait to see you all there!
Big shout out to @foxyteah for letting us use their bootylicious line art from last year's event to make this year's banner! And to @ectoblastfromthepast, @weshney, @englandamericaitaly and @tytach for coloring it!
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Looking for links to last year's stuff?
2023 Free-To-Color Line Art
2023 Event Decal?
2023 Masterpost?
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ghostgothgeek · 7 months
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Danny Phantom Shiptember 2023
It's that time of year again!
Shiptember will be taking place from September 24th - September 30th.
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Topics/prompts listed above. You can choose one prompt or all 3 prompts for the day listed. Your submission can be writing/art/whatever you'd like!
Saturday September 30th is also a FREE DAY - you can choose from the topics listed for the day, do any of the previous prompts, or make up your own! Go wild!
You can choose any ship you want!
For any poly ships, you can use these dynamics: Grumpy x Sunshine x Chaos, Flirty x Flustered x Indifferent, Protective x Reckless x Mom Friend, Idiot in Denial x Idiot in Denial x Waiting for Idiots to Realize, Oblivious x Obvious Flirt x Pining, Dumbass x The Only Brain Cell x Encouraging the Dumbass, Cocky Bastard Bad x Cinnamon Roll Good x True Chaotic Neutral.
Please keep things appropriate i.e. no minor/adult ships or incest, please tag any NSFW content, use trigger warnings for triggering topics, etc. Be respectful of other people!
Here is a list of phandom ship names if you need ideas or a guide through the wild and nonsensical ship names we have.
Here is the AO3 collection!
Please use the tag #DP Shiptember 2023 for organizational purposes!
[IMAGE DESCRIPTION: Calendar listing prompts for each day of the week for Danny Phantom Shiptember 2023 as follows:
9/24: Grumpy x Sunshine; Catching Feelings...Again; "Quick, kiss me!" 9/25: Flirty x Flustered; Accidental; "You're staring again." 9/26: Protective x Reckless; Cliche; "Wait...Is this a date?" 9/27: Idiot in Denial x Idiot in Denial; Intimate; "Are you flirting with me right now?" 9/28: Oblivious x Obvious/Pining; Fight; "Just play along." 9/29: Dumbass x The Only Brain Cell; Oh shit I'm in love with them; "Because I love you, okay?" 9/30: Cocky Bastard Bad x Cinnamon Roll Good; Sharing; "It's always been you."; ALSO FREE DAY]
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englandamericaitaly · 3 months
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In case you haven't heard, this year's Green With Envy is open for lineart submissions and colorists for the competition in Feb/March!! These are my current submissions; come join the fun if you want to have a chance to color them yourself!!
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anguishedlurker · 23 days
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Sorry, our hands are tied about this!
Prompt "Nocturne fucked up BIG TIME and now needs help from the ghost kid." from kadziduo on ao3/ @duchi-nesten on tumblr! Get phic phought :) Edit: Functioning Ao3 link now that I have a working brain tonight
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“Fix it. Before I do” Was all Clockwork said before vanishing.
Fix what? Nocturne didn’t know, but nonetheless knew that Clockwork was presently threatening its non-life into vanishment.
Many types of accidents could be arranged.
Fix it before Clockwork does, and left to do its own research to boot. How droll.
Creeping, trawling through random dreams for a hint. Its purpose, if not its goal in its non-life. Delightful nonsense and soft desires clashing against horrid possibilities and terrible unrealities.
Fix it, before Clockwork does. How unhelpful.
Fix it, fix it, fix it… What a dreadful chant to have been produced by the English language.
Finally, Nocturne conceded that it would have to either be very lucky, or open its eyes to the waking realm to find anything out.
If pressed for honesty, it would not call this a dreadful task. The waking realm is, afterall, the source of the realm of sleep. It pays to understand what one is reflecting.
But ah, so many dull details to mull over...
Fix it. Fix what? It wasn’t obvious until it was all that could be seen.
Magical items with magical properties are objects largely outside of Nocturne's purview.
Unless it has to do with sleep.
And unless it’s the one that made the cursed things, which were now its problem to solve.
In more ways than one, even.
Clockwork has simply sped the timeline up on this being its problem.
The objects were older than English, but could be generously translated to ‘Ribbons of Night’. Each of the six operated slightly differently from the other five when active.
Which makes it sound as if one ribbon could be depended on to be the same ribbon when activated.
Absolutely not. Even with a ribbon permanently attached to oneself between activations, there was no predicting which one you had at any given moment. They were the unholy fusion of dream logic and schrodingers box principals.
It was more complicated than that, granted. There were in fact signs that could point you towards which you had at any given moment, and thus could be leveraged to accomplish whatever ones goal was reliably if you were willing to wait.
No matter what, they were usually weak enough to not be a bother to much more than the fool who thought they could control the mind, and whatever half dozen idiots they saw fit to terrorize.
Usually.
It greatly depended on the energy willfully put into them, see...
More energy, more chaos and for even longer. What’s not to love?
Adorable little things, so long as a weird cult of both ghosts and humans don’t get all six and strategically place them around both realms and dump a small nations worth of power into each of them.
You know, because who would ever do that? Truly, such a thing would take a ridiculous series of logical leaps (to think it was a good idea) and logistical nightmares (to make real) that it would be immediately branded a fever dream and disregarded.
Nocturne would typically be inclined to not be involved with the whole debacle, its not as if it could reabsorbed the partitioned fragments itself, but there’s a small problem with the ribbons and how they operate.
The issue is slightly two-fold, and also just the same problem twice over. What can Nocturne say, its things like to be complicated like that.
The ribbons are small fragments of Nocturne, modified for usage by the average ghost. Living need not apply, but if they can work around it then power too them. Nocturne's power is a scary thing to have loose in any realm, particularly at small-nation’s-electrical-grid scale.
And also, the dreams are fragments of Nocturne, that turning off requires either patience for their power to run dry or for a test of power and will to succeed.
Backlash from such a test is usually not of Nocturne's concern- if a fool decided to power a ribbon beyond their control and had to pay to turn it off, Nocturne's side would sting for ten seconds and then stop. Whether the fool was dead or not didn’t matter to Nocturne.
But if the ribbons were powered to the point they’d take years to stop, and also all six of them were going strong at once, meaning that everyone would be forced to contest them, win or lose, in the name of everyone’s continued existence…
Nocturne has finite durability, and that’s a lot of damage.
Even if the inflictors will die with Nocturne, it will be done because nothing has a choice right now..
The whole mess did clarify to Nocturne why Clockwork would care to harass it, though. It gave two reasons, even.
World balance… not Nocturne's domain, though certainly one of Clockworks. Accidents could be arranged, but these ribbons were older than most living nations.
Accidents could be arranged, but Clockworks chain was rather short. A plan like this would’ve been decades in the making, if not centuries, and the observants would be none too pleased if Clockwork were to do real work outside their supervision. Meaning for real work and not silly lessons with effects quickly undone, Clockwork’s self initiative had chain of about six weeks in either direction, with one arranged accident per inconvenience before they were pressed about activity.
An accident could be arranged, but unless that accident extended across two dimensions and obliterated somewhere around four hundred to two thousand beings in one go Clockwork was stuck explaining themself to the council. And to papercut a decades long plan to death? That work would be noticed too.
Accidents plural could be arranged, but no accidents Clockwork could justify to a council of the most belligerent asshats Nocturne had ever had the displeasure of meeting would also arrange a solution without sending everyone years back, something the council would not do.
The decorative bow atop the rest of Clockworks restraints was that accidents could be arranged, but even if Nocturne's spot were to be taken the successor would simply have the same problem because the process would make them into the ‘same’ being and they would inherit the ribbons, and killing Nocturne (or otherwise) in such a violent manner would have massive world shaking blowout. Potentially worse than the ribbons were doing and would do over the years.
The final answer was to destroy decades worth of timeline to fix this, and no ghost in the world would agree on how or why to do that. Could the council stop debating themselves to obliteration before their time to solve this was up?
Clockwork didn’t seem to think so.
Getting to Long Now was such a nuisance on average, but Nocturne (correctly) presumed that one it’d gotten to the bottom of its new task then Clockwork would humor it with a more thorough conversation.
This time, it didn’t even have to break the front doors. How unusual!
Clockwork refused to turn from the mirrors before them, and Nocturne had to force down the indignation as it took its place high above.
Dreams are much weaker than the irrevocable force of Time, and killing Nocturne here would be messy and bad, but make the new problems straight forward.
“I will elect not to lecture if you turn to speak on equal terms. I will call this fair, given you’ve decided you’re in a corner. Enough to reach out.”
Ahhh to not lose touch with scathing statements, drenched in politics. Nocturne never misses them much, but such words have use.
Passively, Clockwork flickered and reappeared facing Nocturne.
“Better.” Nocturne hummed, electing to drip onto the floor from the ceiling. “Now-”
“Do not pretend you’ve power over this mess any more than I.”
“Never claimed anything of the sort! But you could do to acknowledge your partner in crime before you bark commands down the chain.”
Clockwork’s hand twitched, tightening around their staff, and Nocturne was sure they were mentally calculating if it was worth trying the conversation again.
“Now, I know the goal is peace, but pray tell if you’ve got a spare thought for how that is going to happen?”
Nocturne would genuinely like to know; Its continued existence was on the line the moment an idiot got martyr-y about it.
“Handling the ribbons is a monumental task at this scale, with few qualified to stop the ribbons and fewer still capable of surviving the job.”
“Yes, very much so. But if you’ll kindly direct some concern to the rest of the issue…”
Clockwork sighed, and turned to mirrors.
With a grand gesture designed to piss it off, the ribbon of… translation pending, appeared before them on the mirrors.
In the realm of volcanoes and fire was a crack, and in this crack was madness, and in this madness was a shard of Nocturne's body.
It was difficult to articulate the appearance of ‘void, but with sharp edges and hatred’, but thankfully Nocturne didn’t need to speak aloud about such a thing. Just stare at it as Clockwork warmed up to their point.
And then they didn’t progress the conversation in an action likely designed to piss Nocturne off even more.
Good thing Nocturne did not have teeth to grind.
“Yes, yes, the ribbon of… pleasure?”
“Close enough.”
Nocturne was sure Clockwork was smiling underneath that hood over its noise of disgust.
“The ribbon of pleasure, in the infinite zone of volcanoes and fire, and at the center my fragment ripe for the challenge. I am waiting to die from these miserable little mistakes, and await your suggestion to the contrary.”
“Now, who said anything about challenges?”
“Me.” Nocturne huffed, shuffling forward to examine the fragment.
“Why?”
Oh Nocturne could just...
“Because the fools who started this will have no further options. Because anyone fit to rise to solve this will not get further options.”
“Wrong.”
Nocturne refused to squirm in the following silence, immediately deciding it would out wait Clockwork of it was the last thing it ever did.
Clockwork seemed to catch on immediately at least, though it was difficult to tell if such a catch on was in fact after two hours of Nocturne commuting to suicide by any other name.
“Petulance will not serve you well in this instance. Regardless, if an appropriately powered being can approach with an appropriately malleable skillset, most fragments of this nature can be absorbed as opposed to destroyed.”
Ah. They’d gone mad, it sees this now.
“A fascinating theory. But see, there’s a lot of ifs you’re not articulating.” Nocturne hissed, jerking back from the mirrors to refocus on Clockwork.
“You first.” Clockwork hummed.
Of modest annoyances, this one failed to land. The predictability was more annoying, really.
“If we can find an appropriate candidate then they’d have to have the theoretical potential of at least me, and if we can find that someone they would have to be a child- still moldable in all ways including accepting my power-, and if we could find that child then even beyond its capacity to change it must have the separate capacity to walk two worlds, and if we find that child then we must hide it for long enough to get to keep it from the observants’ machinations and purify it of my influence. Provided we even can purify it.”
The final two were the truest sticking points of all; Nocturne, just as Clockwork, would never be permitted to keep a child. Nocturne wouldn’t even be allowed to keep a willing adult, but that was beyond the point.
“Not easy enough to hide, but I have my ways in keeping the observants eyes off me to get real work done.” Clockwork allowed.
Nocturne didn’t get chills easily, but it finally clicked to it that maybe, just maybe...
Nocturne was already in some deeply illegal shit just by being here, this time.
“You didn’t. Not already.”
“Oh, but I have. Did you think you’d get to say no to me? The moment the observants understand they have a blank spot in time, you will be found and interrogated as the missing piece.”
Nocturne was forced to pause.
It really, truly had to physically wrench itself back. The wild temperament of Dreams would lead to disaster.
“Fascinating. Would you like to know your odds of sense, in this instance?”
“No. I’d like to know who you have in mind, since you’re so smart as to kill us both.”
Clockwork hummed, pleased with themself as they waved at the mirrors again.
No chills, but…
“You’re joking, right?”
The young boy that had foiled its romp in Amity, desperately trying not to wilt into the wallpaper as his parents ranted and raved.
“Why would I?”
“To lure me into false hope. Your pet child is non negotiable to you, and you’ve missed the part where we’ll need to strip it of everything it gains. You wouldn’t.”
Clockworks hand tightened again, and Nocturne could hear the staff creak ever so slightly as the pressure became far greater than any mortal material could dream of handling.
“My child… I am pleased to know you regard it as such, but no. Young Danny is not mine to keep.”
“In formalities alone, no. But he’s yours, and you’re rather fond of the boy. Unless I’ve been seeing some other ghostling visit you every Sunday.”
Clockwork wasn’t looking directly at Nocturne, which was not technically a good sign.
“Not to keep.” Clockwork growled. Cracks spread along a mirror or possibly three, Nocturne was suddenly much too fixated on every errant twitch to care about the mirrors.
Nocturne did its best to not flinch away- despite the obviously in-equal status, Nocturne was a GOD in its own right. It couldn’t afford to flinch.
“That doesn’t matter, Clockwork. And if you would deign to clarify how we’re going to purify it...”
Clockwork didn’t relax as they shook their head no.
“The fuck you mean no, I’m helping dig your ass out this mess too. You wouldn’t be knocking on my door if you had other choices.”
“Two fold issue, a long story hardly of relevance.” Clockwork huffed, turning back towards their mirrors. With a wave and a suspiciously loud tick noise, the mirrors in question returned to an undamaged state. Phantom’s family resumed arguing on them, the boy left to awkwardly shuffle towards the stairs.
“Kroonoooooossss.” Nocturne elected to drawl after a pause.
Don’t get it wrong, it knew its risks. But it had a very bad hand before it, and would like to know if the pot cards made a difference.
The noise of total contempt Clockwork gave in response made it all worth it.
“There’s no world where you don’t know my problems with this. It’s lunacy at its finest. You’re sending me in blind to lead the meek and blind, the observants would rather I die and they play cleanup than let us do this anyhow, and somehow I think I and the observants have the fewest issues with these events. Forgive the acquisition of slang, there’s too many plot holes with this plan!”
“No, there isn’t. But you don’t have room for negotiation, do you?”
No, but that’s not stopping it.
“You have me verbally hostage, if not physically. I think me demanding a real answer as to why you care is the least amount of detail you can give me.”
“Wrong. Conversation over, go home and decide if you’d like to live.”
Nocturne wouldn’t have been able to take the belligerence anymore, lurching itself forward to assault Clockwork.
But it was already awake in one of its caves, three days before Nocturne figured out its task, one day before Clockwork had even informed it that it had a task, and a full sixteen hours after the cultists had completed the rituals.
Nocturne had fucked up in many ways, big and small.
For one, it had risen to Clockworks bait at all. Talk about taking one step forward and having your shins shattered for the effort…
Impossible to say if the mess could’ve gone differently, though. Clockwork clearly had a plan that Nocturne was but a vehicle for.
For two, Nocturne had no doubt Clockwork had already spent their one cosmic accident budget to make Nocturne look even worse out of this- all the better to force it to their whims. It had an educated guess about where that accident went, but what did it matter? Clockwork didn’t do anything by halves, Nocturne was fucked. Which went back to point one.
There were more fuck ups of course, some of them older than the swears it was muttering. A specific six of them, in fact.
One in the land of Volcanoes, one in the land of Atlanta Georgia, one in the land of The jungle, one in the land of Dallas Texas, one in the largest functioning cyber-network in the zone (now if Nocturne could get a clear answer about what that was, this would be nice), and one in the land of Shenghai China.
And apparently at the center of it all, a not-dead child to save them all! Joy!
Lunacy, lunacy, lunacy… What would the point be, in the end? Making the boy suffer like that for the world, once again?
Provided Clockworks pet could live, anyhow…
Maybe that was the point. A dramatic exit for what the observants already had their laser sights on, anyhow. A heroes death at it’s finest.
Whatever. It had its path and task, and despite everything Clockwork wasn’t self destructive. The situation would be solved if Nocturne obeyed.
Nocturne refused to trust any other detail of the situation, not that it changed its new goal.
It had to move fast. Find the portal, enter the house, spot the boy. Shuffling to the stairs as his parents bellowed away over something stupid.
Punctuated by everyone but him collapsing to the ground like all pathetic mortals in The Final Rest’s presence.
Form of stars, voice of satin, dripping like slime from cracks at the edge of the child’s vision.
Nocturne was sure it had made its entrance clear.
The white rings traveled up the child's body, revealing his powered form even as he dropped into an aggressive stance.
“Halt. Despite my entrance, this is more an offer of peace. Nice and quiet now, wouldn’t you agree?”
The boy couldn’t hide the shaky breath he took.
“Knocking people out isn’t peaceful.” He hissed, turning to glare at one of Nocturne’s larger blobs.
“I thought I kicked you out already. Back for another round?” He attempted to taunt, false confidence rising by the second.
“Please, child. Booting me out of one of my more vicious play fights is not a point of pride.”
The boy flushed a deeper green in barely concealed rage, backing away from the bulk of Nocturne’s form as it pooled in the center of the room.
“You have to have seen the news already. Three human locations under mysterious effects. It hasn’t been long, but it’s been profound, no?” It asked bluntly, rising as an owl this time. Rams were so last week, afterall.
The boys eyes flicked to the middle distance, contemplating.
“Maybe. Or maybe I don’t follow politics. Who knows, really?” He huffed.
“Stupidity gets you nowhere. Cultists have stolen artifacts of mine and used them for terrorism in its truest definition, in both the human realm and the infinite realm. It will spread if unmanaged.” Nocturne sighed, glooping its way towards the boy and stretching to far taller.
That certainly elicited a reaction, but who could say what was going on in the boy’s skull?
“And you’re sooo altruistic you wanna solve this yourself, I take it?” He prodded, backing away to the wall. If it occurred to him that he could phase through the wall and simply leave, it didn’t show.
Perhaps the child could’ve been a politician with that tonal bite. Alas...
“I have plenty to lose of they’re dealt with by traditional means. And you have much to lose if this spreads too far. The amount of people who die regardless if traditionally dealt with is uncountable. You, and the world with it, are in just as dire of straits as I with this mess.”
The boy paused, looking Nocturne up and down.
“And why should I take your word for it?”
Hmm… maybe if..
Nocturne made a sound like a shuddering breath and sank its form to only slightly taller than the boy.
“Because it’s not my word, it’s Clockworks.”
Another strong reaction. Nocturne was getting somewhere.
“And if you’re lying?”
Nocturne bowed forward slightly to imply consideration.
The child wasn’t wrong to distrust it, dreams were tricky things afterall. And personal experience gave a firm indication as to Nocturne’s temperament, be that true or false.
But the awake were always so predictable…
“We can visit them to ask, if you like. But permanence will take within days. It needs to be you, and we need to go. Now.”
The boy closed his eyes, considering.
“Clockwork, first. No confirmation, no help.” He ordered, eyes snapping open ans he crossed his arms.
“Of course.” Nocturne muttered, carefully eyeing how the child prepped to fly along with it.
He didn’t get the chance to fly on his own, already plucked away by Nocturne as it swooped down to the portal.
No time to waste, its non-life was on the line. And if the screaming was funny, then that was a bonus.
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ectoplasmic-entity · 5 months
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Distraction...
It's @ecto-implosion time! This here is my piece for the Ectoimplosion event, I've been looking forward to sharing it! This is my first time too though so I'm a bit fidgety about the whole thing but it's been pretty nice so far :)
This is a companion piece for @ninjysworld who will be posting her writing portion later this week. I will reblog this post with the fic when it's available.
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egyptian-sun-god · 1 year
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@duchi-nesten ,Bro I have been SIDE EYEING this one since you sent it on discord. I'm so happy I managed to get enough time to colour it.
It was a whopper and a half to colour, had to split the base colour and then the shading/highlighting over two days. I really hope you like it (and it fits the idea you were going for)
I love the scooby doo vibes!!!
Also i managed to get another submission in for @green-with-envy-phandom-event (that's three this weekend already?!) Damn I'm lowkey proud of myself already.
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weshney · 1 year
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Electric Core Danny!
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Another color for the Green With Envy event! This time using @foxyteah's line art! This was insanely fun to dooooo! And everyone else was making all these different kinds of cores, so I really wanted to do electric. Then one thing led to another and I was asking Foxy if I could make some minor alterations to the line art. Fufufufu.
So many booty jokes for our thicc boy. Let's give it up for Raichu Danny!
Alt versions under the cut:
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dannymayevent · 1 year
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Only a few days left before Dannymay2023 begins! Remember to tag all your posts #dannymay2023 so everyone can find them!
You can find the May 2023 calendar here
Our rules and FAQ here
And the link to the Dannymay discord under the readmore!
[discord link]
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punchspeedchunk · 2 years
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OKAY GUYS, IT’S OFFICIAL NOW!
With Phic Phight over, The Reality Trip Zine gearing up, and everyone chilling their way through DannyMay, Here’s the next upcoming event on the Calendar:
REVELATIONS WEEK: A CELEBRATION OF DANNY PHANTOM IDENTITY REVEAL WORKS!
There are several ways to engage with this event!
- Post your own existing works that fit each day’s theme
- Post links to other people’s works that fit the daily theme
- Make work for each day’s theme (this can be art, writing, poetry, animation, whatever!)
- There is no minimum or maximum to this, post as much or little as you want!
- Make sure if you post other people’s work you ask permission and credit appropriately!
Whatever you post for the event, tag it
#DPREVELATIONS2022
That way we can find a whole slew of work relating to one of our most beloved themes.
This is meant to be a no pressure, fun event, so don’t feel like you need to go all out. of course, if you WANT to make it a week-long challenge, you are more than welcome! We can never have enough Identity Reveal work in the Phandom.
This is the first time this event is running, so please spread it around!
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salmonight · 1 year
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DannyMay 2023, Day 15: Full Hazmat AU
Tittle: The Cleaner: First File
Summary: One day green glowing monsters started appearing and attacking cities all over the globe, and with them, arrived 'The Cleaner'. The Justice League has not uncovered any real information about them to this day. Meanwhile, Danny in a full hazmat suit: 'People can't even let me take a friggin nap!!'
One day,  green glowing monsters and people started to appear all along the globe. No one knew where they came from, only that they enjoyed wreaking havoc wherever they showed up. 
With the entities came 'The Cleaner' as they were titled. They always appeared no more than 10 minutes after a villain - from the ���Green Dimension’, as they named it - showed up, and contained them in ten seconds flat,  immensely helping in keeping the damage to the minimum. 
The only saving grace was that these aliens never got anyone killed. Everyone in the Justice League found this observation extremely bizarre. But even with no casualties,  the repair costs were enormous. 
No matter how much the JL looked, there were never sightings of the figure other than during the fights, when they seemed to appear out of thin air. Internet searches came up blank as well, only filled with excited rants and candid photos taken by civilians. With these, they concluded that “The Cleaner” was either a) a brand new hero previously unknown, or b) from the same dimension the glowing entities came from. The whole League was miffed, with the Bats even more so, collectively losing their shit over having no contingency plans against the unknown figure.
Fully covered in a red and black hazmat suit nobody had a clue about their identity,  even their gender was shrouded in mystery. Somehow their outfit, even without being overly baggy managed to hide any distinguishing bodily characteristics that otherwise would have been visible. 
Until…. one day,  one of the speedsters overheard the ‘Cleaner’s’ rant. 
It went as any of their usual fights with the green monsters did. Not even a few minutes after the beast started to destroy the buildings, their mysterious hero materialized into existence in front of it. Instead of immediately throwing a punch like they expected, ‘The Cleaner’ instead stared at them with the most deadpan expression they could convey with a helmet on. For some reason, the speedster got a huge 'I’m-so-done-with-this-shit' vibe. Or that was just his overactive imagination. It was hard to tell with the headgear on. He must have gotten it right though, because then they tiredly put a palm to their face with one hand, and, without looking, flicked open the lid of a tube and sucked the entity into it with the other.
Surprisingly, The Cleaner didn’t immediately disappear once the monster was gone, so he took a few steps closer as they hung the green, metal tube ( which he could now tell was actually a soup thermos? What? ) back on his belt and pulled out an honest-to-god cellphone.
He didn't even have to strain his ears to listen in on the ensuing phone call since they were talking pretty loudly. And boy, did they sure sound pissed. 
“I swear to the Ancients, Tuck,” the ‘Cleaner’ complained, motioning with their hands aggressively to emphasize their point “If I have to come to fetch another one of these god damned brats I'm gonna treat them the same way they act and build them a time out corner in either the warden’s prison or the palace. I'm pretty sure both Walker and Frightknight would love to teach them a lesson about tact!"
There was a pause as he listened to whoever they were talking to on the other end of the line. “No, I don't care that they’re centuries older than me. If they act like spoiled children they get treated as such!” 
They let out an annoyed harrumph “I was taking a nap, Tuck. A NAP!!! You know I don't take naps! Not to mention I’m retired! What the hell am I? Their nanny? I don’t even get paid to clean up the messes they make! Can't they just keep their ecto ass sitting still in the realm for at least a few centuries to let me take my well deserved break!? But nooooo, these asshats have to make even more paperwork for me to do!" 
“When I told them not to break into Amity anymore I did not mean for them to go to another dimension and terrorize a whole-ass-planet!!!” The ‘Cleaner’ threw up their spare hand in exasperation.
 Their grumbling still could be heard as, with a wave of their hands, a portal opened, made out of a green swirling mass. Ignoring everyone else’s presence they stepped into the portal as it was the most common thing in the world. 
The speedster could only watch and gape at the now empty air. They certainly did not know they could do that. 
Now that he remembers though, they did sound like a male didn't they? He couldn’t estimate their age from the voice as it was very muffled coming through the headgear, but it was definitely not feminine.
And that's how the Justice League got their first ever info about the mysterious ‘Cleaner’.
Finally,  the first real data was entered into the vigilante’s (?) file: 
Name: UNKNOWN 
Alias: “The Cleaner” 
Age: UNKNOWN 
Gender: Male 
Origin: UNKNOWN 
Race: UNKNOWN 
Appearance: UNKNOWN
Power(s): Flight (or hovering,  unconfirmed which), Super strength(?), Teleportation(?), Portal creation (confirmed)
Weakness(es): UNKNOWN 
Costume: A full  black and red hazmat suit. The headgear has a black, unreflective screen that has green orbs (eyes?) shining behind it. Matte black gloves, combat boots and belt. There are compartments added to the belt. Content: UNKNOWN 
Weapon(s): a metal thermos(?) with green accents
Personality: UNKNOWN 
Affiliates: Tuck (?) (no file available)
Takedown plan(s): Impossible to make without further data 
Note:  The entity always deals with the threats quickly and effectively. Their moves speak of prior experience. 
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The one that helped betaing this work once again is the lovely Amateum!
My hands were itching to draw something so in a 'why the fuck not' mode i drew Danny's file.
Except as sequel of this with arts and all fellas cuz am already preparing it!
The sketch:
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Colorists and line artists!
Wanted for the Green With Envy Phandom Event!
The second week of sign-ups has passed and we have 6 more left until the forms close!
At the moment, line artists outnumber colorists by almost ten! Help us close that gap! Or if you love chaos, feel free to make it wider~
Lets get more people in together and raise the insanity level to new heights. Whether you're a pro or a beginner, we want you here!
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And don't forget, if you're a colorist, you can color traditionally! No need to have digital art skills! As long as you have access to a nice printer and camera, feel free to pick up paints, markers, crayons and more! The most important thing is that we all have fun!
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Sign-Ups close and Line Art's due on Sunday, February 25th (02/25/24) 11:59 pm, Pacific Time Zone!
The coloring competition starts on Friday, March 8th (03/08/24) and finishes Sunday, April 7th. (04/07/24) Pacific Time Zone
Sign-ups for line artists are here
Sign-ups for colorists are here
Line artist submissions go here 
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Curious about what the heck this event even is? Take a look at the Masterpost, or look at some highlights from last year.
And thanks so much to @starry-907 who provided the lovely line art for this post!
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omegasmileyface · 10 months
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ok hear me out. all these additive/productive phandom events (and isnt that so cool? there are so many!), lets do one on the other side— i suggest an event every year or every two years or smth where we all watch the show again
benefits:
dont forget how canon goes, good for avoiding echo chamber.... -ization
new idea generation! find details and plot points in episodes you forgot abt or didnt appreciate previously
discussion, theory-crafting, etc.— the point would be, if you want, that if everybody is watching the episodes together, everybody's brains are in similar places at once, and discussion would happen pretty easily and quickly
theres this 2-second clip of kwan ive been trying to find for like a year and i think having lots of eyes looking for it would help :)
get to re-enjoy iconic quotes from the 15% of the show where the writing is suddenly good ("you and what toaster" etc.)
it would work by like.... someone sets up a discord
(i dont like having stuff restricted behind discord servers but i think it would be the best forum for smth like this... maybe a LITERAL forum? but idk where one can MAKE and host a custom forum)
and there are... maybe 6? episodes planned for every week, to keep a rough schedule. and theres a video call
(no voices bc that would get chaotic TOO fast)
where u can watch the episode in sync with other ppl
(it would probably be, like, 2 episodes at a time, hosted by different mods at 3 different times of day for timezone reasons)
or you could also watch them on your own time
(the drive folder would be linked everywhere like usual.. but also there would be backups in case the folder ever gets taken down)
including if you werent on the server. and then both on and off the server, ppl participating would be thinking abt the same couple episodes at a time and have specific, informed convos about em! or just watch funy tv show and thats it !
if this did happen, i wouldnt expect the same ppl to do it every year... watchung an entire tv show annually can get pretty tiring
k thats my idea. The Phant-o-thon or such
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Heyooo!! Finally submitting a piece! I absolutely LOVE how it turned out! Be sure to zoom in to get all the details, too!! Also, fun fact, the file was too large and I had to change it over to a JPEG lol. 
Submission for @green-with-envy-phandom-event
Lineart was done by @ethan-is-obsessed
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lexosaurus · 2 years
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Ectoberweek 2022 is right around the corner!
This year we wanted to shake things up, so we're polling for two different kinds of prompts.
The first category is the traditional Ectoberweek spooky one-word prompts, and the second are small two sentence horror stories!
Please read the instructions carefully before responding, and only fill in each type of prompt under their respective questions. We look forward to hearing your ideas, and we can't wait to release the Ectoberweek calendar on October 1st!
Poll will close September 17 at 11:59pm EST
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