#crossover au bs

[hamsamwich23]

Would Sans and Whoretimer get along? Considering they're both technically judges(atleast what I remember)

Maybe. Probably would start out as respectful acquaintances. Mortimer/"Judgment" was literally modified to be the perfect justice system, but Sans...what's his deal how does he have these powers what the fuck

[kaysdenofchaos]

Warmup drawing w a crossover of BS!Mikey chillin w @hitwiththetmnt ‘s dragon au :3 they’re adorable ash and needed to be drawn frfr

Trying to get a little more quick and rough with my lines for that comic ink art style!! Took abt an hour which is a slay

Mikey underdrawing 🧡

[idontcaboose]

Haunted Car Au Part 12

Previous. Masterpost

Danny wasn't completely sure what all of the sound files Duke uploaded into the radio storage. Granted, the fact that there was apparently a 10 Terabyte hard drive just for the radio seemed a bit much, although it was over half full before Duke gave him a metric butt load of sound bytes, so maybe Batman was onto something. Now it was about three-quarters full…. How many files were there?

Either way, whoever named these files are the MvP of this entire situation. Either they were just the name of the saying, or we're named something like ‘exasperated 4’ and they were On Point!

Unfortunately there weren't any defined names other than movie references. Why were there three different versions of the “Hey, Becky, look at her butt” Danny didn't know, but he might use them for reasons.

Duke had left him alone with a disgruntled “Good Luck” after Danny started playing the ‘mood’ files to see exactly what they were. He figured Duke would come back in a few hours to have a “conversation” about his predicament. Until then……

DID THEY SOUND BYTE BATMAN HIMSELF?!?!?!

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@kizzer55555 @sebas-nights @candeartist422 @trappednyourheart @fandom-life-corrupted-me @tkiesai @2lbballpeenhammer @admiralwidow @rewrittenwrongs @whotfevenknowsanymore @symmetricalastigmatism @thespacedragons @atinygracie @okami-love @lesbian-spider-drone @1n0sss @forgetmenot-bluepurple

[ihatebrainstorm]

What 1 night of playing the Arkham series again does to a person- I dunno maybe an AU idea? Probably not, just wanted to draw Riddler Brainstorm bc I kept thinking about BS whenever Riddler spoke ingame lol

[madscientistic]

get out of here omfg 😭😭

[cozystars]

wonder what hes yelling about this time

Transcript

Image Two - Dialogue: Chell - "You don't think they are..." Ellen - "Girl, I'm so sure that at this point I started praying they didn't do it on my thesis."

[paninicupcakke]

Another Masked Freak🪓

(Tf2 crossover x Friday the 13th fic)

(In honor of my favorite Halloween slasher movie of all time, I decided to write this crossover fic :3 this started off as a silly draft but it spiraled into way more then I thought)

(TW/CW: spiking drinks/canon typical medic behavior)

🪓

“I-I think there’s someone on the back porch.” Medic firmly stated. Hesitantly pointing out the window leading to their base’s backyard. Medic, Engineer and Demoman all anxiously huddled around the window. Examining the tall, ominous figure slowly walking around the wooden porch. Rain droplets soon began drizzling down from the night sky and onto the masked killer.

“Great, another masked freak.” Demo added then took a quick swig of his scrumpy. Engineer walked away from the window to grab a shotgun that was stood up against the wall nearby. Medic and Demo continued watching the large killer’s movements. Jason grabbed his drenched coat sleeves and began peeling his first wet layer off. A soaked white t-shirt was underneath, revealing the undead man’s surprisingly muscular torso. He began ringing out his soaked coat over some dead grass nearby. Medic couldn’t help but fixate on the killer’s massive forearms and hands as they worked together. Jason paused for a moment, flinging his coat over his shoulder. He suddenly knelt down and began gently petting a small frog that was sat in a puddle of water. Such a small gesture spoke volumes. The salacious doctor couldn’t contain his infatuation with this fascinating specimen any longer.

“I think we are overreacting a bit. Should we go say hello?” Medic suggested while clearly ogling the killer’s visible muscles.

“You’re outta your damn mind. I ain’t goin’ out there!” Engineer stated sternly. Medic stood up from being crouched over the window, he swiftly adjusted both his glasses and tie.

“Suit yourself.” Medic said while confidently walking over to the back door.

“It was good knowin’ ya doc.” Demo added. Medic swiftly unlocked and opened the backdoor wide open. Both of the other mercenaries flinched in fear. Jason perked up at the sudden noise of the metal lock unlatching. The frog he had been mingling with scurried off at the sound.

“Hallo! You seem lost, would you like some help?” Medic kindly asked. Jason stood back up slowly. Silently towering over the doctor stood in the doorway. The doctor became instantly flustered once noticing their drastic height difference. Jason understood the doctor’s question but wasn’t fully aware of how to respond considering he was mute. They both stood there silently for a few seconds. Medic then anxiously adjusted his glasses before speaking again.

“Why don’t you come inside and get cleaned up? It’s filthy out here.” Medic offered while reaching out his hand. Jason hesitated for a moment before shaking the doctors hand.

“Bloody hell, he’s befriending it.” Demo said in disbelief. Engineer let out a frustrated sigh and walked over to the open doorway, shotgun in both hands. Jason let go of the doctors hand and looked over at the short Southern man.

“Engineer! Put that gun away will you? Go fetch me some towels please.” Medic sternly ordered as he spun around to face him.

“Come on now doc, you really trust this creature?!” Engineer asked while lowering his shotgun.

“Ja. If he truly wanted to kill us he would’ve already done so. Someone of his stature could have easily broken this door down.” Medic explained while grabbing the killers wet hand and leading him inside of the doorway. Considering his height, Jason ducked as he walked in the entrance. The undead killer was slightly baffled and confused. Normally humans were not this welcoming. Although, he assumed these humans were clearly not aware of his infamous brutality. Engineer let out an anxious sigh, he set down his shotgun and left to go fetch a few towels. Demo took a couple steps closer to the massive killer, he gently shut the backdoor behind him and Medic.

“Ya want somethin’ to drink?” Demo casually offered. Jason stood there silently, examining the bottle of scrumpy the man had offered him.

“I believe he might be mute. Here, go have a seat. l’ll make us some hot chocolate.” Medic offered and gently patted Jason’s back while pointing over to the living room. Jason walked along with Demo over towards the sofa. Engineer walked back into the living room with a few folded towels in his hand. Demo grabbed one and draped it over the leather seat. Jason slowly sat down onto the towel, making himself comfortable. Engineer set the bundle of folded towels onto the armrest of the sofa and hurried over to the kitchen.

“Listen doc, I don’t know what’s gotten into you but letting a complete stranger in here is never a good idea. You know that.” Engineer sternly said. Medic spun around with a metal tray of mugs in his hand.

“Ja, I know. Would you mind taking this over to the coffee table for me?” Medic asked in that angelic tone of his. Engineer lightly grumbled as he took the tray from him. The Southern man walked back over to the living room and anxiously set the tray down. Jason was preoccupied with drying himself off with the various towels. Demo excitedly reached down and grabbed one of the mugs of hot coco. He poured a shot of his scrumpy into the mug before taking a big sip.

“Here, this one’s for you big guy.” Medic spoke up as he quickly entered the living room. He brought over a mug of hot coco with whip cream and a straw sticking out of it. Jason perked up at the sweet, foamy drink. A familiar, nostalgic scent he hadn’t smelled in a very long time. Medic sat down right beside him, handing him the mug of warm coco. Jason gently took the mug from his hands and stared at it for a few seconds. Admiring the small flakes of cinnamon on top of the whip cream. He stuck the straw through one of the holes in his mask and took a big sip. After a few swigs, he set the mug down onto the coffee table. A few silent minutes had passed of Jason continuing to dry himself off. Medic appeared to be drying off one of the killer’s hands, when in reality he was scanning every detail of the living dead’s unique flesh. Jason’s eyes suddenly began to feel heavier than usual. He inevitably slumped over onto the sofa and comfortably passed out. A devious grin crept across the doctor’s face.

“Did he just fall asleep?” Engineer anxiously whispered.

“Yes. Both of you, help me carry him to mein lab. Quickly.” Medic suddenly instructed. Demo and Engineer both looked at each other slightly confused, then back at the deranged doctor.

“So…ya drugged him up?” Demo asked tilting his head.

“Ja, I want to restrain him and run some tests. Come on, we only have a few hours before he wakes back up.” Medic eagerly explained while grabbing one of Jason’s limp arms and swinging it over his shoulder. Demo quickly walked over to stabilize his other side. Engineer let out a frustrated groan as he went to pick up and carry the killers massive legs.

[sameschmidtdiffname]

Hey do I wanna know why there's so much Josh Hutcherson x MLP ai art?

[chaos-doodles-shit]

Hear me out guys: Wings of Fire x Starlight Express AU

[aroacepotatoo]

Mandy your dad’s to sweet to be terrifiying…

[cyborg-franky]

Sorry, I needed to collect my thoughts and get some sleep. Anywho -- Fallout/OP au. I'm mixing show and video game lore here, but thoughts:

- Devil fruits are the result of a botched vault experiment that got out into the Wasteland

- Celestial Dragons/World Government are the Enclave, Marines are obviously the Brotherhood.

- I think raiders would be the stand-in for pirates, and I get an absolute kick out of Luffy saying to poor unsuspecting wastelanders, "We're raiders!" Then being confused when they shoot first and ask later.

-Brook is of course a ghoul.

- Most of the crew is from settlements, but I think Robin would come from one of the Vaults, potentially Sanji too, originally at least.

That's all I've got for now, sorry if it's a bit lackluster 😅, but please feel free to add on!

*slams my hands on the table*

Yes, to alllll of this.

Imagine if chars who died in op are now ghouls in this cross-over? cowboy ghoul Ace for example. I think certain 'crews' would also work as factions like 'Gunners' etc [I don't remember all my video game lore, it's been many, maaaany years.. groups.. settlements, I think you get what I mean] It would be funny if Buggy was a thrown out overseer and just managed to keep getting a huge following until he took over half the wastelands. If DF are botched vault experiment's does that mean the OG lot came from vaults, married/had kids with wastelanders and powers got passed down? or are the fruits themselves made in the vault and they all get out and people would find them like natual? Some zoan's could be like, deathclaws or more of the fallout world monsters/beasts. SMILEY AS A GOBBLER it works perfect.

Yonko could have like sections of the wasteland that they kinda run and every vault that pops up in their area is 'theirs' Doffy and his stringclones can be the Gary vault.

I'm digging this.

[gia-batmm-crickle22]

(Admiral AU & Art Teacher AU Crossover W/ OG AU) Vurawn, reading a recipe: Beat three eggs? Thrawn: I believe it means like in hand-to-hand combat. Vurawn: Ohhhhh! Admiral Eli: Both of you, get out of this kitchen.

[mo-ok]

You look too much like me

To fight so much like him

Bonus friend typo that turned me into a lil chalk outline on the floor:

[escapistsatellite]

Transformers series in which the Autobot and Decepticon are unconventonal casts that are not comprised of Optimus & Megatron and their usual teammates and the human teens are 1/2 of a post adventure Digidestined group.

[risingsouls]

☀ + Hercule (for videl)

Sunny Headcanons || Open!

[Videl is absolutely the definition of a daddy's girl, but even she is not thrilled by his showboating and antics. Having come to suspect that perhaps her father did not defeat Cell as the world thought even before meeting Gohan only exacerbated this annoyance with how he acts in public, for cameras, in interviews, etc. And it definitely doesn't help that she knows how different he is in private and before he gained his fame from first winning the 24th World Martial Arts Tournament (though she questions the validity of that win down the road when she figures out who Nabooru is and her relationship to Gohan and the others she saw at the Cell games) and swiping the credit for defeating Cell. While it's nothing she would ever truly begrudge and despise her father for, there are moments where she wishes Gohan would have taken the credit that was rightfully his.]

[sailor-goddess]

Constantine in the most tired and disillusioned voice possible: Why did these laws go unnoticed when you have multiple people who may fit within the laws

The rest of the Justice League: ?!?!

Constantine: All of this is your problem now.

Prompt 126

You know what would be hilarious? 

Constantine comes into one of those meetings as he sometimes does every blue moon. Though the proper word would be storms into a meeting and practically slams a whole stack of papers down. “Can someone bloody explain to me why the American-fucking-government is trying to go to war with the fucking Infinite Realms?!” 

The Justice League is of course alarmed and confused- and also John weren’t you in Hell?! Yeah, he was, where the fuck do you think he found out about this? 

Now if you’ll excuse him he’s going back to the House of Mysteries with his now haunted trench coat. John, John Constantine what the fuck do you mean by that? No don’t just leave, don’t leave this mess just for them- JOHN!