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this was just meant to be a couple silly sketches--is this about to become an actual fucking AU-- (fonts by @tsunamiholmes and @eregyrn-falls you two are legends for spending so long copying these down DGHDFDFGH)
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As per usual, it’s DP crossover with (probably) DC, although you could probably adjust it for other fandoms
ANYWAYS
A little kid and his mother are trick or treating in another city, perhaps at some kind of event rather than knocking on doors, and the kid is dressed as Phantom. It’s very adorable, with his little ghost-shaped bucket and clearly homemade and already stained costume—listen, white only works if you can just fly over street grime or phase it out of your clothes—and his slightly I’ll fitting wig. The kid is SO happy to be out and about dressed as his favorite, and maybe even showed it off to Phantom back in Amity Park before his family left.
The hero, insert whoever you wish here, is probably in civvies and just enjoying the event. The kid, meanwhile, is so glad when people ask who he is so he can explain, and so- the hero gets to hear ALL ABOUT the local town hero who is probably pretty small time despite the kid’s clearly exaggerated stories. The hero certainly never heard of him, but the kid’s mom confirms that Phantom really was the town hero, despite some mixed reviews of the poor guy.
“Did you manage to show him your costume?” the hero asks.
“Yeah! We went down to the cemetery to leave flowers and I got to show him my costume.”
Wait. Cemetery? Maybe it was part of theme, because Phantom had to be named that for a reason, but… it sounded like…
The kid ignores the suddenly VERY still hero and instead turns to his mom. “Momma, do you think we should bring him candy? He doesn’t get to trick or treat like we do, and I can work super hard to get him a bunch!”
The kid’s mom just smiles. “We could, but maybe we should bring him something homemade. I bet he’d like something more filling, teen boys like him have a hollow leg.”
The kid wrinkles his nose. “Like Vernie with the pizza bagels?”
“Like your cousin, yes. We can make some cinnamon rolls and take them to his memorial, maybe bring some of the apples from your grandpa’s garden…”
The hero is pretty much forgotten as the two-part family wanders off, not quite intentionally forgetting the hero is there so much as the hero somewhat accidentally ended the conversation when they just froze and didn’t ask anything further.
Not that the hero didn’t want to. But they’d learn something very serious.
One—there was a small town hero they’d never heard of. Two—that hero was apparently a teen. Third—most pressingly, the teen hero was both beloved enough to have kids dressing up as him and dead enough to have a grave.
This… might require some phone calls.
#dpxdc#danny phantom crossover#meanwhile Danny. sitting on a giant marble slab that has the most ridiculous gag gifts a ghost could ever ask for#he’s just like Oh Sweet Cinnamon Rolls!#he would try to convince people to bring him nasty burger but while val has MOSTLY gotten over her vindictive anger at Phantom DOES decide#that she’s gonna be petty and add cilantro to everything#because Danny has the cilantro soap gene#jokes on her he’ll still eat it#Danny likes his little memorial in the grave. it helps settle him sometimes. also he’s gotten to know the security guards for the cemetery#they’re fun. a bit morbid. they LIKE his jokes so you can stuff it JAZZ#MEANWHILE the hero. Whomstever they are but like 90% of you are thinking either batfam or Justice league#are having just. a TOUCH of a crisis#now they gotta figure out where the kid and his mom are from without either of them figuring out#dealer’s choice on what the GIW and why Amity Park isn’t on the radar#I’ll add my two cents bc when don’t I but I’m by and large not like… dictating this? anyways#I like making the GIW just a BIT more incompetent or just having some massive flaws as an organizational group#so they keep forgetting to tell people to not LEAVE and to keep quiet#average amity Parker if the GIW tried this anyways: aw that’s cute. anyways-#and if it’s dc I guess you need to figure out how the jl never found out. so#i mean there’s a LOT of heroes and cities in dc#and amity park is just lost to the noise or. bc Fenton bad luck#every time Danny tried to call. the jl had some insane disaster and or their systems were down#he eventually figured he might actually be cursed- jury’s still out on that -and he’s saving lives by just handling it himself#he can handle rhe metaphorical mega thunderstorms if it means he doesn’t accidentally summon a fucking tsunami to hit the planet ya know?#the kid and the mom have no idea that what they said was Odd#they are just so used to it. amity park already was using death puns and had an. interesting history and relation with death#even BEFORE there was a dead kid flying around in his white gogo boots
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DC x DP Prompt
To the delight of Gotham's citizens, and the dismay of her criminal underbelly, the GCPD has a new specialized unit that ACTUALLY apprehends criminals and brings them to justice!
It's a relatively small squad of mostly young adults, who looked fresh out of their teens. But age didn't matter once they got the work done. And they did, as they've already got criminals like Penguin, Riddler, and Bane behind bars for what looks to be 'for good'.
No one besides Commissioner Gordan knows anything about the squad as they operate as a mostly separate entity from GCPD. It was rare to see any of them, and any photos taken were unusually blurry. They are also extremely secretive; if you exclude their social media which are usually just shit posts, memes, and thirst edits of the Wayne family.
They were a total mystery. Almost as mysterious as Batman.
But those who have seen/worked with the squad before all had the same thing to say about them. They were cool. They had an unusually effective method. And their leader is a menace. With his sharp teeth and pointed smile. And bright blue eyes that spoke to your soul. It was a pleasure to see/ work with him, it really was. But they weren't planning on doing so again for a long time.
That being said, Gotham had been quiet for a while. A bit too quiet if you ask anyone, especially the Bats. Strangely, it didn't feel like the usual calm before the shit storm. The instinctual pit in their guts that usually formed just wasn't there. This was different. This wasn't the calm before the storm. This was the ocean receding. But no one seemed to realize it yet.
Not until the tsunami came crashing down on them.
The GCPD special unit accounts that had been inactive for the last three months suddenly pinged to life. Everyone who followed them clicked the notification almost immediately. With this unnerving calm surrounding them, who the hell didn't want to see what batshit crazy statement they would make after three months of radio silence.
What they didn't expect, was to see a crystal-clear picture of justice finally being served.
The picture was a selfie, taken in an abandoned warehouse. In the middle of the dirty floor was the Joker. He was tied up and his head hung low. You could see how beaten he was, his clothes torn and bloody. His face paint was also coming off, revealing pale blotchy skin. Reminding everyone that, he was still human, just like the rest of them.
Behind him, all lined up with smiles on their faces, was Team Phantom. They were a bit bloody and bruised as well but overall in much better condition. They weren't wearing the normal GCPD navy blue uniform, but black and white ones. All stylized to fit the wearers taste. They all looked so young, but their eyes looked like old tired eyes, finally getting some relief.
From in the corner was their leader. Only part of his face was in the picture. One glowing blue eye, and part of his Cheshire smile. His hand making a peace sign next to the Joker. Even with only part of his being shown, everyone could tell he was relived as well.
And while the picture itself was shocking, the caption was what really got them. The top was what you would usually expect from the team. A big bold 'GOT EM' ' at the top. But at the bottom in small, almost unnoticeable text was:
"He will face his punishment. We will get our retribution. May we finally rest in peace."
#dp x dc#dpxdc#dc x dp#dcxdp#dp x dc prompt#dp dc crossover#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp prompt#danny and the gang are fragments of the souls of those the joker + the other criminals killed or got killed because of them#guess who most of danny's soul is made of#hint: he has pit rage#the joker is no longer human that's why they had a hard time cathing him#neither are the bats but neither party knew#i would like to mention that danny is tiny#he missed his growth spurt and is making it everyone's problem#danny is a tiny menace#danny sam val dash and kwan mostly work out in the feld#tucker wes and star are the guys and gal in the chair#Paulina Dan and Jazz are the lawyers who prosecute the crimanals#they always win#duh#ellie is their mascot#shes also a mencae#she sometimes go out on the felid#wearing a tutu#combat boots#and a studded leather jacket#with her hair in pig tails#she also has a spiked bat#she WILL use it
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(Another) Ghost in the Machine
DP x Hellblazer (the original John Constantine comic)
Ritchie Simpson continued to search frantically for the connection out of the computer and back to his body as he begged John to explain what he meant by saying “Goodbye.”
Had John disconnected him? He knew John’s sense of humor wasn’t the lightest, especially after Newcastle drove them all a bit insane, but that felt too far even for him. Nah, he’d probably just gotten himself a bit lost in the wave of energy he’d experienced in the Tongues of Fire network and was accidentally looking for his body in the wrong spot.
He pulled himself back and let his mental connection to the digital world expand outward, probing the rest of the machine for the connection. He knew he was in the right system, so as long as he looked thoroughly he’d definitely fi—
Everything flashed a surge of blinding white and then was replaced by pure darkness. He thought he screamed, but he couldn’t hear his own voice. Couldn’t even feel his own thoughts. Trapped in one single instant that stretched for indeterminable eons. Then, eventually (or was it immediately?), awareness began to trickle back.
He was still in the computer, though it felt… different, somehow. His thoughts still weren’t entirely in order. The first possible hints towards his location he found were the sound voices trickling through from the outside world. Voices he didn’t recognize. Young voices.
“I’m happy to help, Tuck, but I’m not really sure what you expect me to do here. You’re way better than me at this computer stuff than me.”
“By all means, feel free to keep complimenting me, but this has been frying my brain, man. I got this thing secondhand, and the system should be quite powerful, but there’s something using up a ton of its processing and I can’t figure out what. I was hoping you could do your ‘enter into the computer’ thing and see if you see anything.”
#okay so for people who don’t know what’s going on with the DC side:#in John Constantine: Hellblazer there’s this old friend of Constantine called Richie who uses “quantum magic” to inteface with computers#and Constantine asks him to find the base of the Resurrection Crusaders (a religious group that’s an antagonist of that part of the comic)#which he does do. but while looking into the Tongues of Fire subgroup he encounters a thing of energy that burns his body to a crisp#but his mind is still in the computer unaware of that#and constantine doesn’t know how to explain that to him so he just… doesn’t.#and unplugs the machine as like a mercy kill ish thing#in the comic he sorta survived in the network for a time longer#but instead this idea was more like he was trapped in the memory banks of the computer#which eventually made its way into Tucker’s hands and led to him and Team Phantom meeting#he’d probably count as a ghost but the situation would certainly be unusual for both sides#dp x dc#dpxdc#dc x dp#dcxdp#danny phantom x dc#danny phantom x dc crossover#dp x hellblazer#dpxdc john constantine#dp x dc prompt#dpxdc prompt#dc x dp prompt#dcxdp prompt#oh also. just gonna kinda sidestep how he helped Constantine out later in the original. I guess John worked something else out this time.#or maybe that event could be delayed so Ritchie can still show up (perhaps with Team Phantom’s aid too though…)
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a few more heartsteel crossover doodles.. this time of the Oh They're Boyfriends variety :3c
#persona#heartsteel crossover#akeshu#ryomina#souyo#art tag#i wanted to do a bit more but im tired this week#adding colour wasnt even part of the plan#but i guess it just happened#always making more work for myself#so it's only rough... i did not tryhard this time#anyway i think akeshu and ryomina are pretty similar to kaynez and settphel like WOW#not so sure about the other two tho#bruhhh just realised the shading is waaaay too dark on renren's forehead he looks like he's PLOTTING#maybe he is idk ask him#akechi was supposed to be just mad at his leash#but then i had to go in and add more huh#that was supposed to be the singular point of me making this in the first place#but noooo we had to go and do more like why cant i stop myself#(bc i love my blorbos)#omg i forgot to resize these so they're HUGE
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i was playing the paleo pines demo when i found out the main town area is named pebble plaza. i blacked out and several hours later, woke up to find these on my canvas
#sorry i was... SO tired of drawing backgrounds by the time i got to inv and saint's#anyways uhhh *dinosaurs your slugcats*#i have another weird crossover idea other than this. we'll see if i get around to it#after almost exclusively using rough/sketchy lines for a while it was Quite Interesting going back to smooth#i used to only use smooth for a long time too...#rain world#paleo pines#group pic#art#flickerdoodles#backgrounds were reffed from game screenshots#design patterns were reffed off in-game patterns or concept art with slugcats' colors substituted in#dp spoilers#i guess. cause of suns and inv
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(person that has never seen saw but has read yugioh voice) yeah? so he traps people in evil puzzle rooms? sounds a lot like a guy i know
#yeah. im into drawing absurd crossovers now#feat. the stupid fuckign chess meme#ik the doll thing is just a doll but i keep seeing shitposts online that treat him as if hes not. i think it adds to it#no idea whats up with the formattign we'll see if it fixes itself after posing#(edit: it did not i had to re-add the second image)#i think yami yugi would survive a saw trap no problem. it's his natural environment#for that matter i also think he would survive squid game (ignoring the political messaging here. sorry.). he does that for a living#i've thought out how an evil chess shadow game would play out. even if it's not actually explained in the drawing#theres a time bomb on each side. you can prevent/regain time on yr side depending on the type of pieces you take. loser explodes#yami yugi would get a pawn across the board unnoticed turning it into a queen bc of course he would. prompting the opponent to cheat#getting themselves super penalty gamed#ygo#dm#s0#yugioh#idr my tags help#saw#(i guess???????)
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DP x DC prompt [14]
A DCeased universe caused by the GIW nuking the ghostzone.
The Infinite Realms itself fights back by cursing the living with undeath.
Meanwhile Danny as the realms chosen champion is gradually being twisted into that universe's version of Erebos and it's a fight against time to fix things before it's too late.
If it ends with the life equation taking Darkness and Death god Danny out I think he'd be happy to explode into a new universe though
#dpxdc#dcxdp#danny phantom#danny fenton#dc x dp#dp x dc#dcu#dp x dc crossover#dp x dc prompt#story prompt#it would also be cool if its Damian again who fixes this mess#perhaps not dying in the process this time. spoilers for dceased i guess
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Health and Hybrids 👽👻💚
[I can't remember the original prompt posters for the life of me but here's a mashup between a cryptid!Danny, presumed-alien!Danny, dp x dc, and whatever prompt made the one body horror meat grinder fic.]
[Here's part one or whatever. If I feel like making more I'll make more and/or post it to ao333333.]
💚👻👽👻💚
The world is on fire, and Danny is burning.
The GAV is in shreds; wherever he’s crashed, there’s no way to determine up or down. He’s entombed in wreckage. Everything is on fire and everything burns, and it takes Danny all his strength to peel himself from where he’s contorted around the driver’s seat chair, to drag himself through the twisted metal and shards of glass with nothing but his hands and his tears.
He hurts.
It hurts so badly.
He crawls, because he can’t tell if he has legs or a tail right now, and is too afraid to find out he can’t walk by injuring one of his legs permanently. It’s hard to see through the smoke and the tears. He can’t breathe. He couldn’t breathe even if he wanted to.
There are instincts unique to being dead. Danny can’t tell up or down, and he can’t tell where he is or remember how he got here, but his core tugs him towards somewhere dark. Somewhere cool. Somewhere enclosed, even—even better, so Danny can curl up and sob in peace.
Danny wedges himself into a dark corner, curls himself up as much as he can, and lets himself drop into his core.
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Something is touching him somethingistouchinghimsomethingistouchinghim—
Danny pops out of his core with a scream. No words. No coherency. Everything hurts, and all he can do is scream.
Someone is touching him. The thing touching him is body-shaped. Human-shaped. Danny screams higher, louder—some part of his hindbrain knows that if he screams for real then there won’t be a human but there will be guts and gore and blood, but Danny’s too tired to scream for real, and too weak. His scream is only enough to send the human sprawling back instead.
More humans take the place of the first. Danny keens, fights back a sob—when another tries to rouse him from his hiding spot with an exposed hand, Danny flashes his teeth.
The human flinches, but doesn’t go away.
Danny feigns a fanged bite. The figure jumps back. Good.
He’s too weak to run. He’s too weak to walk through the walls of his hiding spot and dart away. His visibility flickers—probably how a human found him in the first place. He’s so tired. Everything hurts. But if he looks dangerous and acts dangerous, maybe they’ll leave him alone. They have to leave him alone.
Please, please leave him alone.
They don’t.
There’s something in his face. Danny doesn’t recognize the shape immediately, but eventually something clicks: a loop on a stick is a catchpole. The strangers are trying to capture him.
He’s so afraid of something else around his neck. His whole body racks with shivers. He can’t run. He can’t bite. Please, please, please—
It doesn’t latch to his hand. It latches to his wrist.
Danny is only peripherally aware of being dragged onto his knees, of being dragged into a container. By the time the doors shut in around him, his mind is empty of anything that isn’t fear and pain, pain, pain.
He drops into his core.
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Danny wakes up in a container.
It’s not the same container. But all containers are the same.
Danny screams. The soundwaves vibrate the glass until it shakes, slamming against the floor until cracks form in the concrete beneath him.
Still, no cracks form in the container. When he wails a second time, there’s no strength behind it. He just sobs.
He’s alone. He’s alone and he’s contained and no one is coming to get him. His transportation is in pieces. He’s injured and he’s scared. He’s so scared. Everything hurts. He wants to hide in his core and he wants to run away and he wants to slither through the wall and he doesn’t have the energy into any of it.
Danny curls up in a corner, hopes he’s left alone—or better, released—and hides.
He doesn’t know how much time passes before he hears a click.
…But he hears a click. Danny peeks open an eye.
There’s…food. He thinks it’s food, anyway. Oatmeal? It’s in a bowl and it’s beige and it’s on a tray on the ground.
Danny sniffs. …The last captors hadn’t offered him food. They hadn’t thought he’d had needs, or that they ought to feed him.
It’s a miserable, aching feeling when he thinks this is a step up.
There’s a flimsy plastic spoon on the tray. When Danny jumps on the bowl, devouring the contents as quickly as his body will let him, the spoon goes down the hatch with the gruel.
Danny falls back asleep in the far corner of the container miserable, cold, in pain, and injured. But he falls asleep full.
It’s a luxury to not be hungry.
*
There’s a click.
Danny ignores it. He’s not hungry. He’s sleepy. His body is trying to conserve calories and metabolize new ones. He doesn’t want to wake up.
The oatmeal goes uneaten.
*
There’s a click. Danny’s eyes crack open.
Apparently he’s been asleep for a while, because there are three bowls of uneaten oatmeal on the ground, waiting for him. All are in varying stages of crusting over.
Whatever. Free food. Danny wolfs it down anyway, and tucks himself back into his corner. He’s almost him-shaped again. His human traits are slowly returning, cell by cell, piece by piece. He can almost feel the fractures he knows he’ll have in his legs!
…Wait. Wasn’t his container opaque?
It’s…not anymore. The walls are clear. Danny can see—or, well, until he gets his eyes back, can sort of feel—the room around him, and the trace presences of the beings who occupy it.
It’s a lab. Danny knew it would be, but his core still drops down, down down. He had been praying he’d never see a live specimen lab ever again. He certainly hadn’t wanted to see yet another one from inside the cage.
Humans come and go from the lab. Most are in white coats and pants, but they’re not GIW. Or, well, they’re probably not GIW, anyway, considering that they’ve been feeding him. The guys in white never think of his needs, since they don’t care if he Ends or not. There are monitors that fuzz and warp in his not-vision with details he can’t make out on screen, but knows instinctively that the monitors pertain to him.
And to his capture.
There are some visitors in odd colored suits. They talk. The colorful ones don’t approach him, but they…watch.
No one approaches. Good. Danny will bite them if they do.
With the see-through window, Danny can see the bright-suited blob shove a tray of food through a slot in his container.
It doesn’t fall to the floor, though. There’s a little mechanical thing that brings the oatmeal and flimsy spoon to a safe rest on the steel floor.
…Alright. Bone appetite. Danny’s hungry, and food is food. He pours most of the bowl straight into his stretched mouth and scrapes the rest in with a spoon.
More of his wounds are sealing. Healing. His core doesn’t throb so horribly with pain. The cracks in his soul are smoothing out. With consistent food and rest, Danny will be able to actually mount an escape.
Good. Danny licks the flecks of meal from the edges of his mouth. Good.
When he naps, this time, it’s on purpose.
Soon he’ll be healed enough to leave.
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The clear window doesn’t go away. Danny’s poor sight doesn’t improve, but he can see people come and go. Danny’s never truly left alone. There is always at least one brightly-colored human around (or one dark, silent human), and an assortment of white-coated scientists milling about.
The clear window lets them see him, presumably. If Danny wants to escape, he’ll have to be careful not to be seen.
Quietly, so quietly. Danny slo-o-o-owly amps up the resonance of his core.
There are cameras. There must be. There are always cameras. Disrupting the electrical flow in and around his container is essential to getting himself out of sight.
The lights flicker. The human milling about all flock to monitors, silent voices coming muffled through the see-though walls of the container. Danny reels in his resonance just a touch—whoops.
But no one is looking.
Something twinges in Danny. Well…no one is looking.
Very, very quietly, Danny peels a relatively safe amount of ectoplasm away from his core. A Danny-shaped shadow forms, and, yeesh, does he really look that bad?
Whatever. There’s no time.
Danny turns himself invisible. He slips through the walls of his container, and leaves the lab to explore the base.
#the JL: uh. what the hell is this#the JL: I guess we can...it looks vaguely humanoid? Should we assume it's sentient? Let's get it to medbay— AH IT'S GONNA BITE ME#JL: Feral Baby Jail. STAT.#another Everyone in DP Is Dead Or Otherwise Inaccessible AU™#dp x dc#dpxdc#danny phantom#dcu#dcu crossover#cryptid!au#tw injury#tw medical#I guess#There are VERY enthusiastic doctors on hand at all time WAITING to slap a bandaid on him as soon as they figure out communication#in the meantime#allergen friendly nutrient gruel it is baby!
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theyre vibing
#tmnt#rottmnt#tmnt crossover#tmnt 87#tmnt 1987#rise of the tmnt#rise donnie#rottmnt donnie#87 donnie#1987 donnie#87 donatello#tmnt donatello#1987 donatello#art#my art#bulbasturtlesforever2#I GUESS cuz its. its on brand#note to self: every time you experience 'i dont know what to draw' disease just draw the donnies hanging out#it just. they vibe i cannot explain it any better than that#theyre kinda washed out in this but i was just tryina think about the purple gamer lighting of rise donnies lab lmao
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So uhhhm....
Death 13 Valdemar anyone...?
(based on this ; with yet another poor attempt at rendering under the cut)
#my art#my artstyle#quaestor valdemar#the arcana game#the arcana valdemar#digital art#art#the arcana#fanart#*takes ur valdemar and somehow makes them scarier than they already are*#maybe I shouldn't listen to the voices next time#we're getting fucking lobotomized with this one#the apprentice's bizarre adventure#jjba#jojo's bizarre adventure#stardust crusaders#crossover#crossover fanart#crossover art#jjba death 13#death 13#anyways smash#tw blood#tw horror#I guess#I actually was planning on giving them pitch black eyes#but the red irises with black sclera#just works too well#I LIKE IT#valdemart
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DPxDC: Blobert the Blob Ghost
With blobert I guess?
This was like a long time ago but I drew this from a prompt on somewhere along the lines that Jason Todd has a blob ghost that he adopted that he jokes that he gave bith to?
If someone finds it pls send me the link so I can credit the idea properly.
#mnemov's art#artist of tumblr#my artwrok#my art#procreate art#procreate#dp dc crossover#dp x dc crossover#dc x dp#dcxdp#blobert the blob ghost#i guess???#prompt art#help me find the original prompt for this#it was along time ago I can barely remember#which is not surprising considering on how shit my memory is
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I've been meaning to draw this for over a year
#it was my first thought after finding out duncan trussell voices ron james#which was right after watching midnight gospel and finding out pendleton ward worked on it#ron james is actually so important to me but im not gonna lie its 90% because duncan's voice calms me down#thats what you get when you listen to the dtfh podcast to fall asleep every night. i guess#mispelled draws#misp draws#i have been drawing a lot#and maybe normal people would use a queu or whatever but im not a normal people so we're posting as soon as im done drawing it lolll#also background practice with adventure time screenshots is so good#adventure time#adventure time fanart#the midnight gospel#the midnight gospel clancy#clancy gilroy#adventure time ron james#adventure time wizard cops#the midnight gospel fanart#crossover#duncan trussell
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A Chat among Bats (ML x DC)
Ladybug and Chat Noir manage to defeat Hawkmoth, unmasking him as Gabriel Agreste in the process.
Adrien does not react well to the realization that his father was the villain they’d been fighting all along. He’s Chat Noir, one of the heroes, he should have noticed. And the public suspicion on his civilian identity due to the familial connection does nothing to help that guilt
So he runs. No identity reveals with Ladybug (he doesn’t feel like he deserves one), no formal public goodbyes in his hero identity. Just… grabs a ticket and vanishes. Maybe leaves some notes at most. He had no idea where he’s going, but surely anywhere could be better than Paris.
He lives off of his savings and money from odd jobs as he wanders (and perhaps the occasional theft from criminals or the corrupt), eventually meandering path into the crime-ridden city of Gotham. There, his heroic instincts (plus the fact he still has the Black Cat Miraculous) lead to him taking up a new heroic identity, joining the ranks of the city’s vigilantes. And probably also causing Selina to fight Bruce over who gets to adopt him.
Marinette, unsurprisingly, took his vanishing poorly. She didn’t immediately know his secret identity, so from her perspective two of her favorite people just vanished at the same time. Learning that they are actually the same person maybe helps a little in that regard, but it also reinforces her thoughts that she failed him.
So of course she continues to look for him. She knows he probably wouldn’t want to return to the spotlight, but she still wants to help him out if she can. Or at least apologize for her (perceived) failure.
And thus, when she happened to recognize a certain individual in a news report from Gotham, she immediately booked the first flight she could. She needed to see him again.
#the bats can adopt Adrien this time instead of Marinette. as a treat.#dc x ml#dc x mlb#ml x dc#mlb x dc#miraculous x dc#dc x miraculous#miraculous ladybug x dc#dc x miraculous ladybug#miraculous ladybug x dc crossover#miraculous ladybug crossover#miraculous crossover#dc crossover#maribat adrienette#maribat#well technically not *mari*bat since Adrien is the one connected to the bats rather than her#but i know “maribat” is sometimes used to refer to ml x dc crossovers#whereas idk if “adribat” is#so “maribat” is probably more useful#…though i guess i can try “adribat” anyway:#adribat
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MDZS x Legally Blond Crossover 2: Nie Huaisang Goes To Jail.
(part one)
#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wei wuxian#lan wangji#nie huaisang#legally blonde#mdzs au#Okay my apologies for not posting yesterday; I got sidetracked with another idea and thought I would have time in the morning to finish#(i didn't have time in the morning (work is a capitalistic nightmare (I just want to DRAW)))#Okay so. I love both of these series. Alas one cannot crossover the mdzs dynamics to the legally blonde plot#not without having to break character#I do love the idea of a lawyer AU! I think there's a fantastic opportunity for defense attorney wwx and prosecutor lwj#met in highschool /undergrad as rivals for top spot and met again in court#I'm running late so I can't post all my lawyer AU thoughts. Guess I gotta make a part three!#Id love to hear other people's thoughts too!
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This is for the three people-and shoelace who recognized them in my last post XD
#star wars#star wars the bad batch#star wars fanart#nukani#The clones are all canonically taller than nukani boys I'm weezing#Kuya a immortal being without care for time versus cross a sniper who can wait hours for a shoot who would win eye duel#at least kuya is allowed to smoke#it's okay echo he won't hurt you just don't let him cook#Not but also Kuya&Cross-> being deceived by darker forces#see I can find common ground for this crossover to work#(no)#anyway goodbye#three people I hope you're happy#tag who I should pair next#Tech & Rei I guess#sorry in advance v_v
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