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From the retooled Scooby Doo show What's New Scooby Doo it is Daphne and Velma. I know technically Velma could have been movie version of Daphne [link] It was Daphne giving another outfit that captured her classic look but modern.

Apparently Crystal Cove is trapped in a time warp every one dresses as though it 1960's.

Don't blink Velma

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We start off of course with Daphne and Velma from Scooby Doo Where are you? Tied up in garden shed.

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This is a request by :iconmightymorphinpower4: for Daphne Blake in the green dress.

He gave a more detail description, my TV addled brain already knew what this was. It was from the Scooby Doo movies the gang meet up with Sandy Duncan filming a new version of Jeckell and Hyde. Eventually an old movie actor was trying to stop the film because the studio was being torn down. Naturally Daphne was cast as a body douible for her and eventually gets captured.
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Velma and Daphne decide to work out their differences with the help of a third party. Unfortunately they chose to see Dr. Penelope Spectra.
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Daria and Quinn are dressed in the perfect Halloween costumes as they challenged to escape from Lawndale's legendary "haunted" house. The problem is they bound a gagged
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Somehow Rhonda ends up at Curly's house after the school Halloween party.
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(Request) Daphne was giving Velma’s little sister Madelyn (Abracadabra-Doo) a ride to a Halloween Party. Unfortunately while getting gas a man recognized Daphne as one of those medaling kids who sent him to prison years before.
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For DaphneBounds Competition

Danger prone Daphne has been separated from the gang and captured. Now she finds herself in a dark room with sharp spikes descending down on her
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This is another request I've had for awhile and couldn't quite get around to it.
Young Daphne ( A pup named Scooby Do) when undercover as a harem girl looking for clues but "Danger prone" got herself caught snooping and was place in the crocodile pit.

Sorry for taking so long.
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In one of the first season episodes of Scooby-Doo, Daphne fell prey to a supposed witch and her zombie henchman, disappearing in front of the gang. We later found out she fell through a trap door when the gang found her on a derelict riverboat, bound and gagged and under a tarp.

But we didn't see what happened to Daphne in between, mainly because it would have sabotaged the mystery. So I drew Daphne just after she fell into the bad guys' hands. Because the more we see Daphne in distress, the better we like it.
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Posting old art to reestablish ownership.

This picture was inspired by the costumes Velma and Daphne wore in that Scooby-Doo vs some pirates film that ran on Cartoon Network. I didn't see the film, but I managed to stumble onto the costume party while channel surfing and the costumes caught my eye. Frankly I don't know which one is cuter: Velma as a harem girl or Daphne as a cat girl.
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What's more natural than the Scooby-Doo gang in a spooky graveyard on Halloween night? 

 

The gang is looking into a mystery of a robed personification of Death haunting the local cemetery.  (No reports of little blonde girls with sour attitudes)  But Shaggy and Scooby snuck off to hit a few houses for candy and Fred is busy setting up a trap.  Unfortunately for Velma and Daphne, the haunt seems to have set up his own trap and they fell into it.  So it's up to the guys to rescue our two damsels before they're forced into their own personalized coffins.

 

Or even worse, are forced to babysit a little blonde girl with a sour attitude.

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This is easily the puic that has taken me the most time in my whole artistic carreer XD

it is part os a very, very VEEEEEEEEERY old art trade I had with :iconjaguaro: sadly I can't post the one he gave me cause I lost it with everything else in my pc some months ago, but it was a really cute pic of Naty.

I'm sorry to have been delaying this for that long, but in the bright side, I'm a much better artist now than when I took the trade <_< >_>... lame excuse I know XD

anyway, this is partof a fanwork by Jag called "Fred Jones and the Well of Prophecies" (I'd go deeper in the description of the situation but I'd rather have Jag doing it in his fanwork, i suck at this XD) if you haven't checked Jag's comics go take a look at his page nice stuff with nice DiD ;)

I hope everyone elikes it, and again sorry for the wait Jag.
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Well, hi.

It's been a hard week for me but I'm still doing my stuff, this is a request by teensniper [link] these are Katara from avatar and Daphne Blake from Scooby Doo, hogties and tape gags/blindfolds, hope you don't mind.

Well, I don't kow if this is OK, I think I made many mistakes, probably is the lack of sleeping, anyway, I really, really hope you like it teensniper and everyone else, if you don't, please tell me, anyway, please comment, I'll try to post something else later, hope today, thanks.
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Yo everyone.

This one is for:icongogol500: as a "thanks" pic for helpig me in the 150K huge project thing (i know it has been a while but at least I'm still working on it XD)

We have Gwendoly Tennyson and Wednesday Addams (my humble version based on the amazin Christina Ricci version) they are simply tied, just anckles andwrists and gagged with OTM cloth gags, looks like Gwen wants to do some team work to get out of the situation... Wednesday doesnt' seem that excited about it though.

anyway comment fave stuff, stuff, stuff, I hope you like it Gogol, and I'll be warning the next guy on my 150K list soon =D

As usual BIGGER version download.
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Here is the new poses of Daphne, after getting caught by the witch, Daphne is now gag and tied up and is place in the boiler room under the haunted house of the witch XD
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Here comes the return of Daphne poses as Daphne is curious about the black goop slime and taking a closer look. And the black slime goop suddenly got active and grab hold of Daphne *^-^*
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The poses had now switch back to Velma, and Daphne is trying to free Velma but will she be successful in this rescue attempt? XD
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I've wanted to do a pic with Daphne for a while and just got around to it. Blah blah blah.
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Looks like Shocker and the boys have come up with a devious (yeah pun sorry) plan to take out everyone's favorite wall-crawler. Will their plan succeed? Will Spidey save the day? Does anyone really care?

(requested by Peinhokage[link])
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I was asked a little while ago to make a group pic with some of the Kim Possible ladies. It is finally complete after so long. The ladies are:
Kim Possible
Shego
Ann Possible
Monique
Yori
and Bonnie

requested by rbrb34[link]
(I did Bonnie instead of Joss because, well, Joss is like 8 and I didnt really want to go with that. However if you would still like Joss let me know and I can throw her in there)
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Este es para Juliefan21 :iconjuliefan21: Tenemos a Jazz Fenton y Sam Manson, de una caricatura que a mi si me gustaba: Danny Phantom...
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Jazz Fenton, de Danny Phantom...
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Ya llegamos a las veinticinco mil visitas, y para celebrarlo decidí poner un dibujo que juntara a tres leyendas dentro del genero DID: Daphne Blake, April O'Neal y Penny Gadget...
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Daphne it tries to join the group of Josie but I believe that already there is a peliroja and it takes us to this image
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Daphne it tries to join the group of Josie but I believe that already there is a peliroja and it takes us to this image, first version
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la verdad me gusto mas que la anterior pork no se usar el photoshop si alguien me dice como usarlo saldran mejores mis dibujos
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Here's a Barney Brazil pic of "Sizzle," a gal from Stunt Dawgz, who is also a bit of a pyro, who looks and dresses a lot like Daphne Blake from Scooby-Doo. She usually carries around a blow torch. This is based upon a scene in a cartoon where she wants to fulfill her dream of being an actress. But the director, who is the bad guy, has other plans. Instead, she's to be bound and gagged as a damsel-in-distress in her acting role, much to her dismay.
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Hex Girls vs Diabolical Disc Demon
 
“Gee Mr. Decade…tonight was the greatest blind date I’ve ever been on!” Dusk warbled, tossing her enormous pigtails back and forth.
“Call me Ace,” the rocker grinned.  He was sporting a wild shock of red and orange hair and black eye-make-up over his white face, blue spandex, gray and red....
“Ace….” Dusk gasped breathlessly.  “You look like you used to rock with KISS!”
Ace laughed.  “Actually, I’m a record producer.”
“REALLY!”  This was even better somehow, Dusk thought.  At last, she and the Hex Girls would hit it big.  She wrapped her arms around him, and was inaudible for the next few minutes as her tongue probed every part of his mouth.
Ace playfully pushed her back a step.  “As great as that was, there’s something I’d like to do even more with you.”
“Anything!” she blurted out, not knowing whether it was his profession, freaky get-up, or kiss that turned her on more.  He leaned over and whispered into her ear.
She stood shocked, as if she hadn’t quite heard it right.  Then a sly grin broke in across her face.  “Okay, Mr. Decade…so long as two can play at that game.”
“I promise,” he smiled devilishly.
A few minutes later, Dusk was securely bound, with thick ropes surrounding her red shredded top and leggings, buckled boots of black and white, and even her black and white striped romper.  “So what comes next?” she asked innocently as Ace ducked behind her.
“This!” he laughed as he pulled a thick cloth over her mouth and nose.  Momentarily caught off guard, she began to shake her head back and forth, telling him it was a little too much for her, but too late.
“Now don’t feel bad, my dear Dusk” Ace said with a hollow metallic voice.  “You’ll be the first of your band to become my captive, so enjoy.”
At that moment, there was the sound of glass shattering behind Ace Decade.  He whirled around to see Luna, standing there, frozen in shock, as if she could barely comprehend what she had just seen.  A shattered wine goblet covered the floor around her pointed shoes.
Dusk’s muffled cries underneath her gag seemed to snap Luna out of her temporary paralysis.  Spinning on one heel, she bolted for the door as Ace sprang up to seize her.  A moment after putting her hand on the door, she saw stars, collapsing into the hands of Dusk’s captor.
What seemed like hours only took minutes.  Groggily, Luna came to her senses.  Like her fellow Hex Girl, she was bound hand and foot, with the offending gag wrapped around her mouth, tied behind her spiky pink hair.  Ace eyed her up and down, admiring the rope coils around her black pants, red and white shirt, knots across her puffy sleeves and red boots.
“Two down…one Thorn to go,” Ace grinned.  At that moment, he heard a rattling of the door.  “Got to hide for my ambush, so your guitarist can join you soon.  Mum’s, or should I say mumbles’ the word!”  He laughed as both ladies helplessly mouthed objections into their gags.
Within minutes, Thorn had knelt before her gal pals.  “Don’t worry Dusk and Luna…I’ll have you loose in a jiffy.”
The drummer and bassist frantically mumbled warnings to their friend as Ace crept up behind her, a pair of cloths in his hands.  Before she realized what had happened, one was covering Thorn’s lips and nose.  The raven-haired player with red highlights struggled, though it was hard with her right hand pinned behind her.  By the time she had reached with her free hand, she only managed to temporarily pull off her mask before the ether fumes overcame her.
When she came to, Thorn found herself bound and gagged, just like her fellow bandmates.  Ropes were pulled tight around her black dress and white puffy shirt, above her red belt but just below her chest.  Even her red stockings had been removed, as they were used to knot her ankles.  She glared at her captor, as if he were little more than dirt below her feet.
“Each of you will now become my…” Ace began, but found himself interrupted by a throat clearing behind him.
“Ace Decade,” a tall, striking redhead offered in a sharp tone.  He eyed her neck collar, corset cut to expose her belly-button, mini-skirt, and thigh-high boots and gloves reaching up to her biceps, each a combination of black and purple.  With hair in a ponytail and big hooped earrings, she was almost unrecognizable.  Almost…yet he had fantasized about her in prison, and those green eyes and pouty lips couldn’t be mistaken.
“Daphne Blake,” he smiled.
“Call me Crush….I’m the new singer her, and nobody messes with my girlfriends.”
He considered her almost waif-like form.  “Why don’t you just give up peacefully, so we can get on to the business of the ropes and cloth to silence you?”
She adopted a fighter pose.  “I’m a lot tougher than you think.”
“We’ll see,” he snapped, launching himself at her like a linebacker trying to sack the quarterback.  But amazingly, she disappeared as his hands grasped only air, leading him to collapse in a heap.
As Ace Decade stumbled to his feet, Daphne prepared for another attack.  “Looks like you’ve traded up from pirating records to a record kidnapping,” she observed.
“Why don’t you become my fourth?” Decade insisted, then sprinted toward her.  No leaving his feet this time, he thought.  But Daphne swung to her side, and chopped the back of his neck with the flat edge of her hand, leaving him on his stomach, wishing he had a whiplash collar.
After a few minutes, he painfully he rose to his feet.  Daphne had not moved toward rescuing her friends, but was anticipating the next attack.  Not only was she grinning, but her gloved hand beckoned him forward.  Like an angry bull, he charged forward, intending to grab her, squeeze her, stuffing that sarcastic mouth of hers…
The next thing he knew, her boot made contact with his jaw, a textbook kick that sent him on his back, nearly on the verge of unconsciousness.  Daphne stood above him, smug with victory.  “This is one girl you won’t get to taste your gag…” she sneered, but then, before she could react, Ace had swung his legs hard, slamming into her boots just above her ankle.  The force knocked her off her feet, causing her to temporarily lose her breath as she feel to the floor.   In a flash, he rolled her on her back.
“N….nghhhhhhh” she grunted as the cloth Ace had been holding was shoved between her lips.  As she fought to expel the wad with her tongue, she vainly fought his attempt to pin her arms behind her back, lashing the gloved wrists together.  By the time she had pushed the wad from her mouth, a new cloth was pulled over her mouth. 
“MmmmmMMMMMPHHH!!!”
“Let’s see that mouthy mouth of yours say anything else tonight!” Ace leered.  Not only did he knot her ankles tightly at the ankles over the boots, but he bound her thighs just below the edge of her miniskirt, pulling one more tie between her legs that caused her to gasp.  It pleased him to see her in such discomfort.  He made sure that the bonds on her biceps were also pulled snug beneath her ample chest over the corset.   She sat on her legs, an angry stare her only reply to his lascivious eyes.
“Now, my bound beauties, it’s time we depart to my own van, where you’ll be kept in my custody until the ransom is fully paid by the record label.  Only then will the Hex Girls be released.  You, my dear damsel,” he said, clearly indicating Daphne, “will stay with me much longer, as an insurance policy of sorts, as my private prisoner!”
Over the whimpers of his abductees, Ace Decade could not hear the door shutting quietly behind him.  But Velma, who had hoped to follow Daphne to the rehearsal to catch up with the Hex Girls, had slipped away while Ace was taunting his enslaved band members. While impressed with Daphne’s defense, she saw the futility of it against such an evil villain.  Within minutes, the sheriff and his deputies would be sure to arrive, and she’d get credit for the rescue.  More importantly, they’d surely give her the role she always wanted, keyboardist for the Hex Girls.  By the time help arrived, she hoped to have her name.  Maybe “poison…” yeah, that sounded like a HexGirl name.

-Story and Art by Barney Brazil
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Batman: The Brave and the Bound
"A Zip-Tie For Zatanna"

Curse it all, Zatanna thought, feeling sorry for herself. It had been almost ten years to the date that Bruce Wayne had disappeared from her father's instruction. Giovanni "John" Zatara had taught the heir to the Wayne fortune the finer points of Escapology 101, with young Zatanna unable to take her eyes of the young strapping man as he wormed his way out of another straitjacket. Someday, she thought, I'll get you in a trap of mine that you'll never escape from, locked in with a special ring. Yet even her crafty handcuff ploy hadn't restrained her father's trainee, who escaped before she could bind him more to her.
Locked in thought, she closed her eyes, unable to look at her props for the upcoming magic act, as she dreamed about what could have been. Head down, arms locked behind her back, she imagined Bruce Wayne in snare after snare. In the last, best visual, he had HER caught, with her arms pinned behind her back. Though it only took a word, her mouth was otherwise occupied, locked in a fierce kiss with her dream….
Hey, she bolted upright. Though the fog of her fantasy lifted slowly like the morning mist, part of it still felt real. After all, her arms were no longer willingly clenched behind her back, but held in place by some unseen force. As her mouth opened to say the spell backward that would allow her wrists to be free, she heard the words "Abracadabra!" In a flash, one of the pink scarves wadded up into a ball, and flew into her mouth, stifling the spell that would have freed her from the zip-tie locking her wrists behind her tux jacket.
"Mmmph!" her cry was muffled. Without her hands, she could not pull the wad from her mouth to properly issue spells to start issuing spells to defeat the nemesis who stood before her: Abra Kadabra, who looked like Dracula crossed with Snidely Whiplash, the kind of villain who enjoyed tying young women to railroad tracks and collecting ransom.
He was a magician whose only skill derived from a magic wand, and not from knowledge of the real art of enchantment of objects, or people. She began trying to push the balled-up scarf with her tongue.
"Abracadabra" he said again, and with a flick of his wrist, a second scarf flew from the table, slapping her lips shut, then tightly knotting itself behind her thick raven hair. Her eyes widened with horror. Now she truly was at the mercy of her adversary…all because of a silly daydream! Stupid….stupid….stupid….
With a final incantation and wave of his wand, the final scarf snaked around her legs, tying itself in a knot over her purple tights, just above her ankles. Well, at least I didn't wear fish-nets, she observed ruefully, as she needed to mend a slight tear in them after last night's performance. The binding was so tight that it would have left a checkerboard mark.
Now that his captive was bound hand and foot, and double-gagged, Abra Kadabra strode forward, grinning as he eyed her lecherously up and down. She whipped her head back and forth, hopping up and down, but it was useless. All she could do was glare back, wishing a heat ray from her eyes could melt her captor, like Superman could.
"My, my, but I do love a captive audience," he said in a clipped accent, sounding….East European, perhaps.
"The last time you dispatched me so quickly, I swore revenge, and now I shall have it" he added for dramatic purpose. "The great Zatanna will give one final performance, before she becomes permanently mine!"
He pushed her to the magic disappearing box, and closed the door. Of course, she knew she wouldn't disappear, but she panicked, nonetheless. Where was he taking her? Could she get free? What did he mean by 'last performance'…or 'permanently mine?''"
An hour later, he opened the door to a small stage performance, where a half-dozen spectators sat beyond the lights. "Come out now, or I'll use this wand to make you regret it."
Given her predicament, she had no choice. Hopping out of the box, she was greeted by applause from the tiny crowd. "And let me introduce my lovely assistant…Zatanna!"
The patrons cheered…a few male wolf-whistles followed. 'Lovely assistant?' her eyes blazed with fury. She would so make him pay for that comment….if she got loose….no, when she got loose. She had to fight the feeling of hopelessness.
As she got closer to the footlights, she could make out the images of the audience. Her eyes widened in fear and amazement. Scarecrow…Catwoman….Two-Face…Killer Croc….the Joker! What was Abra Kadabra doing?
The villains were delighted as he used her for a number of tricks….the sawing box, the levitation, with rings passed around her, to show no wires were used, and a hidden coin where Two-Face's famously flipped currency was magically pulled from her jacket pocket.
Now was the climax of the show, and the part she dreaded the most. "And now, it is time to banish this bound beauty to my abode," Abra Kadabra announced to the appreciative audience. He grasped her arm, and led her, reluctantly, to the box that was about to become her permanent place in…..
As if on cue, a certain caped crusader flew through the air, knocking Abra Kadabra to the side. Then he launched himself at the crowd. Some fled while others stood to fight him. Zatanna looked down and spotted his wand, an inch or two from his hand. As the magician lunged for it, she jumped into the air and landed…one of her stiletto heels on the wand, breaking it in half. The other landed squarely on his hand, leading to a loud crunch of bone and a puncture of skin. Abra Kadrabra howled in pain, clutching his shattered hand.
Zatanna grinned under the scarves. That's for tying me up, gagging me, ogling me, and…most of importantly… calling me "a lovely assistant!" I'm a magician, not just a hot body and face to gape at!
Glancing over, she saw that Batman had succeeded in making the other villains flee. Abra Kadabra was in no shape to do anything, moaning about his ruined hand.
Batman stepped before her, asking "Are you alright, Zatanna."
"Mmmm…." Was it an answer to his reply, or an expression of pleasure? Even she could barely tell, as her thoughts were swirling in her head.
"Oh….the gag." He gently pulled a pink scarf from her lips. "Uunnghhhh," she gasped, spitting free the wadded up scarf.
Before Batman could react to untie the scarf at her legs, or remove the zip-tie that held her arms behind her, she lunged forward to him, her lips crashing into his, the most powerful kiss he had ever received, and that counted Poison Ivy, Talia ah-Ghul, and Vixen. As a result, he stumbled backwards into the disappearing box.
"Eitnu" she commanded, and the scarf slid from her legs, and the zip-tie, sprang from her wrists. She stalked her romantic prey, now inside the box. But after opening the door, to her amazement, he was gone. Even the escape hatch revealed nothing.
Drat, she cursed herself. He was gone….but she was sure of who he was. And the next time, it would be Batman who would find himself helpless in her clutches!
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