#dpxdcbang2024

[art-lokiitama]

✨ Ghouls and Gangs!!! ✨

The second illustration made for Ghosts, Legacies and CPS! This one was thought of last, but I'm so proud of how it turned out. It was super fun to play with the expressions

@aceface98 and @karnia-queen's setup for this scene is absolutely incredible, do read it!

(Part of the @dpxdcbigbang!)

[lokiitama]

The lights flickered. The lights never flicker. Tim designed the generators of the whole building himself. The only time there might be any power fluctuation would be due to some kind of structural damage…

Ghost, Legacies, and CPS by @ace-0f-roses and @karnia-queen

I know Ghouls and Gangs is preparing for year two at this point, but I wanted to get this specific scene done. It's just so cool and left me screeching on my chair in the best of ways.

This one really made me step out of my comfort zone, so I'm looking forward to seeing how much I learned from it!!

Still pictures under the read more!

[paxopalotls]

@dpxdcbigbang posts are out! I did the art for @redskyeatnight's fic! Please go give the fic and the author a lot of love, because it's so so good! I'll be posting another piece for it soon, so keep an eye out and please read it!

[aster-draws]

I can finally post my first piece for this year's dpxdc big bang!!!! This one is from @perch-of-cerul's fic Chance Medley

I loved working on this so much, it was such a fun fic to make art for!! Please go and check it out!

[numinous-scribe]

Jazz didn’t care anymore about the cameras or her parents or her future. She pushed back her mask and pressed her lips to Danny as she sank to the floor. She cradled him to her chest and tried to keep from bursting into sobs, though she couldn’t stop the tears. “I’m so sorry,” she whispered. “I’m here now. You’re safe. They, they won’t ever get their hands on you again if I have anything to say about it.” Dick knelt down facing her. “Calkins, are you okay? Who are they?” Jazz shook her head, tears falling faster and clutched Danny to her. “Please, please,” she begged through her sobs. “Be okay.” “Calkins!” Tucker’s voice broke through her breakdown. “Wake him up. You know how, remember? Regrowth and Starfire are almost finished on the floor above you.” Jazz nodded, though he couldn’t see and took a few shaky breaths. “Okay, I can do this,” she said to herself. She closed her eyes and held Danny out in front of her. Again she pressed a kiss to his core. With the gesture, she shoved every feeling of safety and security she could at her brother. She wasn’t a ghost; she didn’t have any powers. But she loved her brother and she would do everything to keep him safe. And he was a ghost. Ghosts had empathy. Usually it only worked with other ghosts, but Danny was half human. And had known her his entire life. He would feel her.

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My final piece for @dpxdcbigbang! This scene is from ch 3 of "Behind the Fortress Walls" by @wolfjackle. If you haven't already, go check it out!

[dpxdcbigbang]

[random-sparks-98]

Last piece for the @dpxdcbigbang this year! This is another one for @wolfjackle's fic Behind the Fortress Walls (scene from chapter 4)

[suzukiblu]

My fic for @dpxdcbigbang is officially live, with delightfully fitting art from @numinous-scribe, hahaha. Entirely unsurprisingly, it involves clone issues and Data EnKrypton and both Tucker and Kon being their own hyper-specific brands of ridiculous.

things that are fun to believe in: ghosts. aliens. magic. yourself!! It’s not like the world is spilling over with clones, is the thing; especially not genetically stable super-powered hybrid clones with– Wait, Tucker thinks, and lifts his head to stare blankly at the poster on his bedroom wall. Well, there’s a lot of posters on all of his bedroom walls, admittedly, but a specific poster on a specific wall.  “You’re a genetically stable super-powered hybrid clone,” Tucker says to his poster, still staring at the digitally-rendered face of a teen idol superhero. Superboy continues to grin cockily at him, because he’s a special edition poster and obviously isn’t gonna stop doing that.  Tucker, very slowly, reaches for his phone and types something into Bing after all.