#multi crossover

[nobodyfamousposts]

How would Littlebug react to characters like Doofenshmirtz? Or Jack Fenton?

(In Doofenschmirtz's living room...)

(Doofenschmirtz and Littlebug are having tea.)

Doofenschmirtz: …all that to say, I am kind of off the market for an arch nemesis, though I do appreciate the offer! But I promised Perry the Platypus that I wouldn't take on another arch nemesis and then I promised my daughter, Vanessa, that I would stop my acts of villainy after she made me see that it wasn't actually healthy or what I really wanted in life. And now I'm helping out at OWCA, supporting my daughter, and sharing my non-evil inventions meant to help the world instead of trying to settle petty grudges. So I am sorry, but I hope we can still be occasional rivals or maybe allies?

Littlebug: (Confused)

Littlebug: (Looks down at List)

Littlebug: (Looks up at Doofenschmirtz and points to name on the List)

Doofenschmirtz: (Looks at the name) Oh! I see where the mixup is! I'm Dr. Doofenschmirtz! Mr. Doofenschmirtz is actually my father!

Littlebug: (Tilts head)

Doofenschmirtz: Well you see, a lot of my villainy has been related to my backstory…backstories. You see, back when I was…

(15 Minutes later.)

Doofenschmirtz: (Still going)

Littlebug: (Eye twitching)

Doofenschmirtz: And then there was the time I was shamed for not jumping off the high diving board and—wait, where are you going?

Littlebug: (Leaves)

Doofenschmirtz: Okay! Well feel free to drop by again sometime! What a strange girl.

(Suddenly, Perry the Platypus bursts in.)

Doofenschmirtz: Perry the Platypus! I'm not evil anymore! What are you doing coming in through my window?

Perry: (Chitters and pulls up a screen showing Littlebug)

Doffenschmirtz: Oh, the little living doll thing. Yes, she just left.

Perry: (Looks around warily and chitters)

Doof: What? No! She was perfectly nice!

Perry: (Gestures to Doof)

Doof: Oh, it turned out she actually wasn't looking for me, she was looking for my father.

Perry: (Worried)

Doof: What? What harm could she do?

TV Announcer: This just in! An attack in Gimmelshtump as an elderly citizen is being dangled from a rope off the condemned diving board at the old community pool.

Doof: (Eyes widen) …oh.

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(In another universe, in the Fenton household...)

Jack: (Going to the kitchen when he sees a piece of fudge on the floor) Floor fudge!

(As he picks up the fudge, he notices another piece on the floor and proceeds to pick that up as well.)

(Then he notices another piece.)

(And another.)

(He follows the trail of fudge all the way into the basement and leading to the Fenton Stockades.)

Jack: And that's the last piece! (Picks up the piece inside the Fenton Stockades)

(The door slams shut on him, trapping him in the Fenton Stockades.)

Jack: HEY! Who's there?! Let me out!

Littlebug: (Nods resolutely and marks Jack Fenton's name off The List and starts to leave the Lab)

Voice: Ahem?

Littlebug: (Turns)

(Danny is standing there.)

Danny: You're not another ghost sent by Vlad to kill my dad, are you?

Littlebug: (Shakes her head and shows him her Bad Dad List)

Danny: Why is my dad on this list?!

Littlebug: (Gestures to the Fenton Stockades with a flat look)

Danny: Okay, I know that looks bad. But he's a good dad, really!

Littlebug: (Frown)

Danny: Look, I know he's fought me, but that's only because he doesn't know I'm half-ghost. And the times he found out, he was pretty supportive. I mean, there were situations going on at the time, so we didn't really get to talk it out, but he still seemed to care about me. Even in an alternate reality where I accidentally erased my existence.

Littlebug: (Uncertain)

Danny: If you want to look for bad dads, you should see Vlad Masters. He keeps wanting to kill my dad, marry my mom, and make me his son like some sort of twisted setup of Hamlet.

Littlebug: (Eyes widen)

Danny: So yeah, there are already enough plots against my dad, so I'd really appreciate if you—wait, where are you going?

Littlebug: (Holds up The List, now with Jack Fenton scribbled out and "Vlad Masters" written in on it)

Danny: ....you know what? Have fun.

(They leave.)

...

...

Jack: Hello? Anyone?

[tigertaurus22]

The logo I made for Children of Light.

I incorporated the logos of the multi-crossover’s components, with the Ori series at the top, Rime in the middle, Child of Light on the bottom line, and the ‘eye’ motif from Little Nightmares underneath.

Six is replaced by Selene, though she wears a similar hood

[chuckecheesekid9000]

Omniverse Falls

Story Summary:  What would happen if the Crystal Gems had settled down in a place other than Beach City, a little backwoods town just west of weird…? What if, upon coming to Gravity Falls for the summer, Mikey and his younger twin siblings, Dipper and Mabel were to befriend Steven and his two best friends, Toby and Connie? What kind of magical and mysterious adventures would they have? What if a watch-like device falls from space, attaches to Mikey, and gives him the power to transform into 10 different kinds of aliens, while trying to keep his secret from the world? And, how would they fare against the combined threats of merciless, Homeworld Gems and a certain triangular demon? Find out what happens when Magic and Mystery meet in Omniverse Falls…

Characters:

Major TLH/C: Lincoln, The Loud Sisters (Lori, Leni, Luna, Luan, Lynn, Lucy, Lana, Lola, Lisa, and Lily), Lynn Sr., Rita, Leonard, Lance, Albert, Myrtle, Ruth, Clyde, Sam, Mazzy, Sully, Benny, Maggie, Silas, Skippy, Winston, David, Ronnie Anne, Bobby, Arturo, Maria, Carlos, Frida, Carlota, The Casagrande Brothers (CJ, Carl, and Carlitos), Rosa, Hector, Danny, Lupe, Sid, Adelaide, Stanley, Becca, Harold, Howard, Scotts, Angus, Morag, Chuck, and Mick

Major MML: Bradley

Major GF: April, The Swanson Siblings (Calvin, Harriet, Hannah, Hugo, Cody, and Nina), Henry, and Laura

Major SU/AB: Steven, Toby, Connie, Garnet (Ruby/Sapphire), Amethyst, Pearl, Rose Quartz (flashbacks), Greg, Dr. Tenma, Jean, Teresa, Duncan, Elizabeth, Brian, Beverly, Bim, Bam, Luka, Lion, Lapis Lazuli, Peridot, Bismuth, Jasper, Yellow Diamond, Blue Diamond (flashbacks), Yellow Pearl, Blue Pearl (flashbacks), The Ruby Squadron (Doc, Leggy, Army, Navy, and Eyeball), Martha, Lars, Sadie, Ronaldo, Peedee, Jamie, Buck, Jenny, Kiki, Sour Cream, Mr. Fryman, Kofi Pizza, Doug, Priyanka, Aarav, Kevin, Vidalia, Yellowtail, Onion, Marty, Barb, Andy, Mark, Dogcopter, and the Off-Colors (Fluorite (Anatase/Red Pearl/Lavender Sapphire/The Peridot Trio (Head Peridot, Right Peridot, and Left Peridot), Rhodonite (Levi/Button), Padparadscha, and the Rutile Twins (Mindy and Cindy)).

Major OF/WFRR (AU): Mikey, Dipper, Mabel, Stan, Ford, Wendy, Soos, Bill Cipher, Gideon, Candy, Grenda, Gorney, Pacifica, McGucket, Waddles, Gompers, Mr. Poolcheck, Mermando, Ma, Pa, Robbie, Tamby, Thompson, Lee, Nate, Manly Dan, Caroline, The Corduroy Brothers (Marcus, Kevin, and Gus), Joellynn, Jessica, Roger, The Rabbit Kids (Zephyr and Beth), Tyler, Sheriff Blubs, Deputy Durland, Preston, Pricilla, Filbrick, Karen, Blendin, Agent Powers, Agent Trigger, Time Baby, Lazy Susan, Giffany, Abuelita, Reggie, Bud, Archibald, Nathaniel, Elizabeth, Quinten, Toby, Blind Ivan, Rumble, The Summerween Trickster, Wax Sherlock, Jeff, Shmebulock, Ducktective, Azmuth, Xeannith, Retaliator, Tetrex, Gluto, Sixsix, Kraab, Verdona, Aggregor, The Omnitrix Aliens (Goop, Four Arms, Grey Matter, Echo Echo, Upgrade, Diamondhead, NRG, Big Chill, AmpFibian, and Heatblast), The Omnitrix Unlock Aliens (Ghostfreak, Fasttrack, Feedback, and Gax), and Ra'ad

Major SP: Jack and Rebecca

Major SD: Shaggy and Scooby

Ships: Steven/Connie, Mikey/Carly, Mikey/Wendy, Shaggy/Wendy, Dipper/Wendy, Dipper/Pacifica, Bradley/Pacifica, Ruby/Sapphire, Rose/Greg, Pearl/Rose, Tenma/Jean, Nate/Jenny, Robbie/Kiki, Lars/April, Ronaldo/Sadie, Brian/Lapis, Azmuth/Xennith, Dipper/Connie, Steven/Mabel, Steven/Dipper, Amethyst/Peridot, 

Genre: Romance, Comedy, Fantasy, Drama, Angsy, Friendship, Humor, Action, Family/Hurt/Comfort, Mystery, and Sci-Fi

Rating: Dark Subjects and etc

[luxshine]

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: RRR (2022), Yamadonga, మగధీర | Magadheera (2009), జై లవకుశ | Jai Lava Kusa (2017), రంగస్థలం | Rangasthalam (2018), ధృవ | Dhruva (2016), Janatha's Garage, Nayaak, Bruce Lee - The Fighter, టెంపర్ | Temper (Movie 2015), Rahki Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Chelluboina Chitti Babu/Anand, Alluri Sitarama Raju/Komaram Bheem, Kala Bhairava | Harsha/Raja (Yamadonga), Charan "Cherry" (Nayaak)/Lava Kumar, Siddarth "Sidduh" Nayaak/Kusa Kumar, Daya/K. Dhruva Characters: Chelluboina Chitti Babu, Anand (Janatha's Garage), K. Dhruva, Alluri Sitarama Raju, Komaram Bheem, Venkateswarulu (RRR 2022), Raja (Yamadonga), Lava Kumar, Kusa Kumar, Kala Bhairava | Harsha, Daya (Temper), Gautham (Dhruva), Charan "Cherry" (Nayaak), Siddarth "Sidduh" Nayaak, Karthik (Bruce Lee - The Fighter) Additional Tags: Clones, Conspiracy, Angst, Reincarnation, Enemies to Lovers, Mistaken Identity, Sleeper Agents, Love at First Sight, Lust at First Sight Series: Part 2 of Clone!Verse Summary:

They say that there are seven people in the world with the same face, even if they're completely unrelated. But what if seven were related, and didn't know it. And what happens when they meet, and they realize that the men they love, they all share a face too.

Why is this happening, and what does it have to do with the freedom fighters, Alluri Rama Raju and Komuram Bheem, who killed Governor Scott in 1920?

[dcxdpdabbles]

Danny: Ugh, they're back again

Jazz: Don't make that face at paying customers. Do you want to make a portal back home?

Danny rolling his eyes: Yes

Jazz: Then we need to get enough money to buy the parts. If that means waiting tables at a barely legal dinner, where idiots hit on us, then we wait those stupid tables. Now go over there and get the Waynes to leave us a 200 tip.

Danny: Fine, but only if you do too!

Jazz: *Tighten her apron straps into an hourglass figure* Way ahead of you.

Danny: *Rolling eyes but does the same*

Meanwhile with the Waynes

Bruce: It's so nice to go out to eat with you all

Alfred: Indeed. It's a nice change, don't you agree, children?

Wayne kids: *hyperventilating*

Bruce Not looking up from his phone: The Fenton siblings?

Alfred: Indeed, sir. It seems like Master Dick, Master Jason, and Miss Cass are going to attempt to speak to Ms. Fenton today. Master Tim, Master Damian, Master Duke, and Miss Steph don't seem mentally ready to look Mister Fenton in the eye. Bets?

Bruce: Dick chokes on his fork again. Tim face plants on the table, and Steph once again speaks in gibberish after forgetting the entire English language.

Alfred: Very good, sir.

[kettlefire]

Constantine & the King

First time Constantine meets the Ghost King, he's expecting problems. In his line of work, when all the shadows in the room seem to be pulled toward a point in the room. Creating a dark portal that suddenly glowed a startling green, it's more than concerning.

However, Constantine was thrown off by the young man that stepped out of the portal. Young man could be putting it generously. The kid looked barely legal to drink.

However the kid was holding a scroll that looked thicker than his own head. A crown, ring, and cape that just screamed royalty.

Constantine did not expect the kid to greet with joy and friendliness.

It was the Ghost King. The being that held full control over that aspect of the mythical realms. His name was Danny, and Constantine found the kid's lack of professionalism a nice break.

That scroll? Every contract Constantine ever signed that used his soul as a bargianing chip.

Now, Constantine expected annoyance. If his soul was technically meant to end up in the grasp of thw King, wouldn't the kid be pissed?

After all, Constantine was certain one of those contracts was with the prior Ghost King.

Except, Danny loved it. He was all grins and laughter as he spoke about it. The kid complained about the amount of paperwork, sure. Who wouldn't?

Aside from that, Danny adored Constantine's work. His nonchalantness when it came to signing away his soul.

Danny relished in the chaos he has happening among various other entities. Praised Constantine, and thanked him for the entertainment.

Constantine realized that this Ghost King was a brat. He enjoyed the chaos and the drama as long as it hurt absolutely anyone. This kid was a little shithead.

And Constantine got a confirmation. No matter what, no matter what contracts he signed. His soul was going to end up in Danny's hands.

Constantine didn't mind that. He liked the spirit the kid had. Found a fondness for the King.

A fondness that only grew with every impromptu meeting. Every time the room grew colder, and the shadows moved and warped in the room.

Constantine grew accustomed to it. He looked forward to it.

Then it happened.

Constantine was at the Justice League Watchtower. A simple consultation, nothing too crazy. It was all going to be fine.

Until Constantine felt the shift in the room.

The temperature dropped. The shadows shifted and contorted, and a portal began to form.

Constantine waved off the other heroes concern and defense. Turning towards the forming portal, and prepared to see the kid. The kid who was easily his favorite being in the world at this point.

Except that changed once he saw the familiar being step through the portal.

Maybe step was the wrong word. Danny basically stumbled out of the green portal. Landing harshly on his knees in front of the league.

Constantine wasted no time rushing forward. Pulling the kid close to him, and taking in the sight. Looking for any sign of what was wrong.

Blood and a green substance coated the kid's closed. And Constantine noted the cape was completely missing. The kid was in tears, shaking horrible and in a state of complete hysteria.

All Constantine knew, was that he was going to make them pay.

Whoever brought this normally confident and carefree king to his knees, wasn't going to last much longer.

Those bastards will pay.

[madyshiny]

My two apple-loving boys 🍎

I love them so much ✨

[perilusjax]

Prompt Title: Scary accidental Harem

Ghost Prince Danny

Danny was adopted by Pariah Dark after some... convincing (Clockwork, blackmailed his former lover >:3) Unfortunately, for Danny, the ghost becomes eligible for summoning.

At first, it was just some random shenanigans, like drunk teens, sleepover rituals, the usual. Until Fenton luck strikes, and he accepts his first sacrificial summoning.

Now Danny has a harem of both scary and hot men and women. Who can now visit his personal haunt/home anytime.

Also, Danny is like over a hundred years old now.

[disillusioneddanny]

Crackling Flames and Humming Electricity

Prompt courtesy of @stealingyourbones Jason gets his neck sliced by Bruce’s batarang. It irreversibly damaged his vocal cords.

Pros: He can still use ghost speak

Cons: None of his family knows ghost speak (as it’s sounds aren’t for living men to understand)

It had been an accident when it happened. That’s what Bruce had said anyway. He had been so focused on saving Joker from being killed by Red Hood that he hadn’t even realized what he had done to his son . That he had permanently disabled Jason in a way that could never be repaired.

The slice to his throat had destroyed his vocal chords. He hadn’t been able to say a single word in over a year now. After a year of vocal therapy, Jason had learned how to do these strange chirps and growls, these weird noises that didn’t seem to come from his throat at all but moreso his very being let out the noises. The only problem was that no one understood what he was saying.

Cass had been a blessing and had taken the time to teach Jason how to successfully sign. She had taken it on as her mission as the only other person in the family who was mute to make sure that Jason could effectively communicate.

He hadn’t been back at the manor since the accident, hadn’t been around Bruce since it happened. But each of his siblings had come to check on him, they checked in on him every so often and they had even managed to develop their own way of understanding the strange rumblings that came from Jason’s body that were now his only form of vocal communication.

A chirp meant that he was happy.

Two chirps was a yes.

A short growl was no.

A long snarling growl? He was pissed and you better leave him the fuck alone.

It wasn’t the best, but it worked when they spoke with him on comms. They couldn’t understand any of the other noises that came from Jason, the wails, the crackling of fire that somehow espaped him sometimes. A sound that could only be described as the sound of smoke itself slipping through the air. They were sounds that didn’t have names, there were no true words to describe the noises that would come from Jason at times.

His family tried. Oh his siblings desperately tried to understand this new way of communication with their brother but none of it was effective. No one truly understood him anymore. Not even Cass could always understand what Jason was trying to explain in his broken sounds and strange chirps.

That had all changed one fateful day, though.

Jason had gone to pick up a coffee from the only functioning shop in Crime Alley. It had just opened a few weeks before and he had been meaning to try it out. Wanted to see the brave bastard willing to open up such a pretty coffee and tea shop in the middle of Crime Alley of places. Something had been tugging at Jason’s gut about the place, almost as though it was calling Jason here, like he needed to be at the coffe shop.

Seriously, though, as he inspected the layout, it looked like the kinda place to be opened in one of the fancier neighborhoods in Gotham, not Red Hood’s home.

Red Hood had managed to keep his operations running even after the accident. If anything, it had made his people even more loyal to him. Those closest even taking the time to learn sign language just so that they could communicate and translate. They had all seen the way he had tried to take down Joker, only for the fucking Batman attempt to murder him just to save the very man who tormented the people of Gotham. Of course, the people of Crime Alley were more commonly his victims, less likely to be noticed if they were murdered, less likely to be taken seriously.

So it had come as a personal offense to all of them when Red Hood had been nearly killed. They had all respected Red Hood even more after it had happened, realizing that not only had he gone against the bat, but he had done it and lived out of pure spite.

Jason slipped through the door of the shop, Phantom’s Oasis it was called and looked around. Dark black metal chairs and tables lined the walls, Boston ivy grew along the charcoal grey walls. Any parts that were not covered by ivy were covered by bookshelves overfilled with books. And while tables and chairs lined the walls, comfy, overstuffed chairs filled the corners with small coffee tables, the middle of the area sat large velvet green couches. It was like it was the perfect oasis for Jason.

He made it up to the back counter where a single employee stood cleaning the counter. He was young, probably just a year or two younger that Jason. He was tall and lanky with deep black hair pulled back in a pony tail, showing off the shaved sides of his head. Cosmic themed earrings hung from his lobes and cartilage and when the man glanced up, Jason was also surprised to find a ring on either nostril in the man’s nose along with a septum piercing. For all that his looks screamed edgy, though, he exuded nothing but safety and warmth. Something in Jason’s very being ached to be close to the man.

Unable to stop himself he released a soft sound, the sound of walls breaking under strong flames. The man’s head shot up and he smiled at Jason before releasing a sound of his own.

It was the sound of the stirrings of a storm. Hello, it said. How are you?

“You know what I’m saying?” Jason asked, only the words came out in the sound of a roaring flame, those of a bonfire finally growing higher and higher. He signed the words as well causing the barista to grin in response.

“Of course I do, we’re the same,” he explained through sounds of a building creaking against harsh winds.

A childlike peel rang from Jason’s mouth unable to stop himself. It was the laughter of a child who thought Robin was magic. The laughter of someone who had finally found someone who understood him.

“How?” Jason asked, tilting his head to the side, his heart racing.

The barista smiled and a single black painted finger nail beckoned him closer.

In English the man whispered in Jason’s ear once he approached. “Because just like you, I died wrong and came back wrong,” he murmured before he pulled away and took in Jason’s form. “It’s why you were drawn here.”

Smoke crackled in the air showing Jason’s curiosity, his confusion.

The barista smiled. “You don’t know what you are, do you?” after a shake of Jason’s head the man smiled. “Jason Todd, you are an extraordinary being that is both of life and death. A being that has lost more than he ever gained but continued on stubbornly, refusing to back down. You were called to Phantom’s Oasis because your core heard my ghost speak and like calls to like.”

Ghost speak? Is that what the sounds that escaped Jason were? A language of those who had died and come back wrong? Or didn’t come back at all judging by the name. The sound of fire crackling filled the empty coffee shop.

“I’m Danny, by the way. Now, what would you like to drink? I can make it real quick, close up shop and we can talk.”

The crackling of a sparkler escaped Jason’s being causing Danny’s noseto wrinkle in amusement. “You’ve got yoursel a fire core, huh?”

Pops and crackles slipped from Jason, showing his curiosity.

“Order first, then I’ll answer your questions,” Danny said in the form of the sounds of electricity crackling through the air.

Jason frowned and started to sign his order only for Danny to push his hands down. “Use your words,” he said quietly. “I’ll understand.” The sounds that came from Danny were reminiscent of an old generator turning on for the first time in years, the electricity hummed the words out for Jason to understand.

Rustling and crinkling of a fire’s flames going out sounded throughout the room. “Vanilla late with sweet cream,” it said to Danny.

The hum of white noise came through in response, telling him that Danny understood as he got to work. He waved a hand causing Jason to look back as the door to the shop locked itself.

“I’m a halfa,” Danny told him through the sizzling of lightning that had just hit the earth. “You are what feels like a revenant. Someone who died a brutal death and came back to seek revenge. You have someone we ectoplasmic entities call a core.”

Jason listened as Danny spoke in sounds of crackling electricity and quiet hums of white noise as he explained ghost cores to Jason. Ghost cores were their very being, they were created in result of the person’s death. In their examples, Danny had died by electocution, it was why his ghost speak sounded like electricity coursing in the air and lighting crackling angrily and wildly. He didn’t need Jason to confirm before he had said that the revenant had died in a fire of some sort. He explained that all ghosts had the basic chirps and growls for ghost speak but that the rest was specific to their cores as they were all different.

It wasn’t Jason making the noises that came out of him but his very core himself. For the first time in a year, though, Jason was finally able to speak to someone without sign, to use his words to explain what happened to him, the pain he had gone through when realizing that his father would rather kill him than let him get revenge. He had finally found someone who understood the ache of not being able to exact revenge on the person who had killed him.

For the first time in Jason’s life, he had finally found someone who understood. Danny had sat there drinking his own London Fog as he listened to Jason’s tell. Responding in chirps, whistles and a gentle hum of running appliances. He gave insight and advice, had even given Jason his number explaining that yes, they could use ghost speak over the phone as well.

He had never felt so seen in all of his life.

Maybe that explained why he kept coming back to the coffee shop. Every day he would come, order his coffee, using a language that just he and Danny knew and curled up on a couch and read for hours, feeling at peace in a way he hadn’t experienced since he had died.

Maybe it explained why he went out on a limb and asked Danny on a date, demanding that the halfa come over to his place for dinner.

Of course, Danny had only agreed if Jason promised to make the halfa’s favorite. The night had quickly ended with their cores singing for one another as their legs tangled together under the safety of Jason’s blankets.

Rustling and crackling of a candle flame sounded through the room as electricity hummed along with it, creating a symphony of white noise that Jason loved more than anything in the world. The noises provided a sense of comfort and safety unlike anything he had ever experienced. He wanted to drown in the sounds, drown in the sounds of Danny’s crackling electricity that whispered promises of happiness and safety. Just as the whispering flames of Jason’s core told Danny stories of love and promises of companionship, holding him close, wrapping around him in a warm comforting blanket.

The air crackled around Jason as he stood in the kitchen quietly making breakfast, revelling in the feeling of Danny surrounding him from all sides.

His fire chirped at the halfa in curiosity. One or two it asked him.

Two, electricity said with a charged hum, thin arms snaked around Jason’s waist.

“I think you’re going to have to invite me over more often,” lightning crackled, a crash exploding from Danny in a way that made Jason shiver in delight.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to let you leave,” fire roared, flames licking high in the air, causing wood to shatter and break under the heat. Danny just chuckled and kissed the side of his neck softly.

Electricity flowed from Danny along with a series of chirps, whistles and growls, telling Jason he had no problem with staying by Jason’s side.

[winxanity-ii]

𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ᵇⁿʰᵃ

╰ ⌞🇲‌🇺‌🇱‌🇹‌🇮‌-🇸‌🇭‌🇮‌🇵‌🇸‌ 🇫‌🇮‌🇨‌🇸‌⌝

𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐍𝐎 𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 ━━ ❝All these worries about villains and heroes… about quirks and the quirkless… when they should be worried about something far worse… me.❞

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- you, the once powerful and feared Control Devil, find yourself surrounded by a world of heroes and villains, grappling with the decision to accept or deny your past.

..... ... ..... ━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━ ..... ... .....

. ⇘ ⇙ .

《 𝔸𝕠𝟛 𝕧𝕖𝕣. | 𝕎𝕒𝕥𝕥𝕡𝕒𝕕 𝕧𝕖𝕣. | ℚ𝕦𝕠𝕥𝕖𝕧 𝕧𝕖𝕣. 》

..... ... ..... ━━━━━━━☆☆━━━━━━━ ..... ... .....

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03 ┃ 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 - 2.0k wc

04 ┃ 𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫 - 2.6k wc

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05.5 ┃ 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥: 𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 - 3.6k wc

06 ┃ 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐬 - 2.6k wc

07 ┃ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 2.0k wc

08 ┃ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞 - 2.3k wc

09 ┃ 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 - 3.1k wc

10 ┃ 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 - 1.8k wc

11 ┃ 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝟏-𝐛 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 - 2.9k wc

12 ┃ 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 3.6k wc

13 ┃ 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 - 2.0k wc

14 ┃ 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐲𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬 - 3.0k wc

15 ┃ 𝐠𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 2.5k wc

16 ┃ 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 - 1.8k wc

17 ┃ 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 2.4k wc

18 ┃ 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 - 3.2k wc

19 ┃ 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 - 3.7k wc

20 ┃ 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 2.3k wc

21 ┃ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐳𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 4.0k wc

22 ┃ 𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐲 - 5.0k wc

23 ┃ 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 | 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬: 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 - 6.8k wc

23.5 ┃ 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐞𝐬 - 2.0k wc

24 ┃ 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 - 7.9k wc

25 ┃ 𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 - 3.5k wc

26 ┃ 𝐣𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐨 - 4.9k wc

27 ┃ 𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 - 3.6k wc

28 ┃ 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 4.0k wc

29 ┃ 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐫 - 6.8k wc

30 ┃ 𝐮𝐧𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 - 7.3k wc

31 ┃ 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬 - 3.1k wc

32 ┃ 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - 3.0k wc

33 ┃ 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐚𝐬𝐡 - 10.3k wc

34 ┃ 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤 - 5.8k wc

35 ┃ 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 - 8.7k wc

36 ┃ 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 6.3k wc

37 ┃ 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬 - 6.0k wc

38 ┃ 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐬 - 7.6k wc

39 ┃ 𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 - 5.3k wc

40 ┃ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 - 5.9k wc

41 ┃ 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬 - 6.6k wc

42 ┃ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 - 7.9k wc

⌜𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐕𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬!𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐅𝐢𝐜⌟

‧͙⁺˚･༓☾　ʙɴʜᴀ!ᴀᴜ　☽༓･˚⁺‧͙

[𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #1 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒: '𝐸𝒱𝐼𝐿']

[𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝐵𝑜𝑘𝑢 𝑁𝑜 𝐻𝑖̄𝑟𝑜̄ 𝐴𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝑀𝑦 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝐴𝑘𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑎' 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐨𝐡𝐞𝐢 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐤𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐘/𝐍 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 "𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐦𝐚 (𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥/𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥)" 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚/𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐞: '𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘔𝘢𝘯' 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐮𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐢.]

P.S. *This is a FanFic (Fan made). The original characters shown in this book are an entire work of fiction unless stated otherwise.*

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: September 23, 2023 𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: March 29, 2024 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃: TBD

𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕕 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥: [~]

[nobodyfamousposts]

With littlebug’s new dimension hopping adventures does she like make a list of bad dads to pay a “visit” to

Yes. Yes, she does.

(In Glass Shard Beach)

(Doorbell rings.)

(Door unlocks.)

Filbrick Pines: (Opening door) Whaddya want?

(Suddenly a boxing glove appears and punches him in the face.)

Filbrick Pines: (On the ground, knocked out)

Littlebug: (Looks down at him with a stern glare, nods, and checks a long piece of paper)

(The paper is actually a List of several names including Ozai, Shou Tucker, Father, Hohenheim, Gendo Ikari, Endeavor, Mr. Doofenshmirtz, and Son Goku.

Littlebug: (Marks Filbrick Pines off the List before putting it away.)

...

...

...

Heaven help us all if she gets a Death Note.

[tigertaurus22]

Art for my Children of Light AU

It’s a retelling of Little Nightmares within another time loop, this time featuring Six’s reincarnation and my OC, Selene. She is joined by Lumen, a light spirit from the Forest of Niwen.

Children of Light is a multi-crossover thing between different games I came up with years ago and I still think it’s cool so I’m going to do art and write about it and no one can stop me.

[idkaguyorsomething]

Some of these might get along better than their pairings in canon. Others might be responsible for a nuclear reactor meltdown. ¡Pick a doctor/companion matchup that never happened in the show and explain your reasoning in the tags!

[jewelsli]

Me, finding a polycules that fixes all my problems with several ships: *evil laughter* Soon no canon ship will be safe from me!

[cjsmalley]

Wished Away 9

Tylers meet Phantoms:

“Christ, Mum,” Rose said as she took in how Jackie, Pete, and Tony were dressed, “we’re just meetin’—”

“Royalty!” Jackie squeaked. They were all done up like they were meeting the Queen at Buckingham Palace itself!

“Honestly, Mum, they don’t care,” Rose rolled her eyes, grabbing her mother’s wrist and tugging her through the console room and to the wardrobe room, “I told ya ta dress casually. Let’s just hope the Ol’ Girl has clothes fer ya.”

It took about an hour to get everyone redressed, in things much more casual but still nice, before Rose led them back to the console room.

Jackie was clearly anxious, “Are ya—”

“’m sure, Mum. Danny an’ Sam don’t do formal unless they have ta. Unless you’re an annoying subject or someone threatenin’ war, ya don’t even have ta call ‘em by their titles. They’re just Danny an’ Sam ta family.”

“Lookie what I found,” Jenny bounded from the innards of the TARDIS, holding a tiny bike helmet.

She went to her toddler uncle and put it on him, making sure it fit right, “Landings in the Realms are worse than normal ones. The TARDIS does Her best but the Realms give her…nausea? A headache? She just doesn’t do good.”

“Oh, goody,” Jackie said lowly, hugging a strut for dear life already.

“Let me protect Anthony,” Bad Wolf came out, holding out her arms; without hesitation, Pete handed his son over.

Bad Wolf settled Tony in her arms, against her chest and shoulder, and then spread her feet and crouched slightly, clearly bracing for impact; she stayed steady even as the TARDIS began Her flight.

Everyone else was thrown about the console room, the Doctor and Jenny barely holding on to work the console, but Bad Wolf and Tony did not move an inch.

The landing was rough, just as Jenny said it would be, throwing even the Time Lords to the grated floor before the TARDIS stopped quaking.

Jenny recovered first and stood up, rubbing her shoulder, to peek out the doors, “We’re in the Palace. Uncle Danny and Aunt Sam are waiting…”

Slowly, everyone picked themselves up and Rose reemerged, straightening with some popping from her knees.

Jenny led the procession out, racing to hug a man and a woman, “Uncle Danny, Aunt Sam! How’re you?”

Danny and Sam chuckled and hugged her as one, “Good, doing good. You?”

“Perfect!”

She let go of them to drag Jackie, who was hesitant, forward, “This’s my Gran, Jackie. Mum’s side, duh. Completely human. He’s my step-granddad, Pete, and Mum’s holding my uncle, Tony.”

“Yer Majesties,” Jackie tried to curtsy even though she was in trousers, “an honor ta—”

“Oh, enough,” Sam chuckled, “didn’t they tell you? We don’t do formalities with family.”

“Family?” Jackie’s eyes were wide, “I know Rose said—but—”

“We count Clockwork as family,” Danny explained, “and he’s claimed the Doctor as family. The Doctor and Jenny. Rose’s basically married in by this point. Common-law, you understand. That makes her family our family. Welcome to the Palace, your home in the Infinite Realms.”

“My god,” Pete muttered, somewhat disbelieving.

“Not a god, not yet anyways,” Danny winked.

“Where’s Dani?” Jenny burst out, “Is she still in school?”

Sam grinned, “With Anakin, in the nursery. We let her stay home today.”

“Oh, Gran! Can I introduce Tony to Anakin? Please!” Jenny nearly begged.

“Anakin’s our youngest,” Danny explained kindly, “around Tony’s age, actually. We also have a nanny looking after them, Nanny Clara. He’d be perfectly safe.”

“Well…” Jackie looked to her husband, who nodded, “if you’re sure.”

Jenny cheered and took Tony from Rose, dashing off with him deeper into the Palace.

“Jenny knows the Palace as well as anyone,” Sam assured, “and if she gets lost, she can flag down a servant for help. She’s heading directly for the nursery. It’s the most defensible part of the Palace.

Danny stood up, helping Sam, “C’mon, we can talk over food; stay close, Tylers. Doctor?”

“Rose and I can bring up the rear,” the Doctor agreed, taking Rose’s hand as they began walking.

The Palace was a gothic masterpiece, in a very literal sense, though even Sam had wearied of all the gloom and had sought artists and artwork to fill the halls, soft, plush carpets and tapestries to keep the warmth, glassworks to fill the once barred windows. Statues and busts dotted the hallways, some classical, some avant garde

Masters had given their masterpieces, their magnum opuses; they were paid handsomely of course, in either coin or material.

Oils, watercolors, acrylics, textiles, glass, all created for Her Majesty the Ghost Queen. For His Majesty the Ghost King.

It wasn’t yet a riot of color, nor would it ever be, but it was more alive.

Jackie gasped and the group stopped, turning as one to see what had captured her attention.

“When they said the family was huge…”

Ah, it was the most recent family portrait; all the children were gathered around Danny and Sam, all in formal wear.

“We…sometimes people sell the souls of children to me,” Danny started, causing her and Pete to whip around to him in horror, “I know, it’s horrible, isn’t it? But anyways, we adopt the kids. Only Dani—Danielle—isn’t adopted.”

He pointed out each child and gave their backstory.

“Good Lord, you were young!” Pete said at Damian’s story.

“Old enough to be king,” Danny shrugged helplessly, “it…it wasn’t easy, we had help, so much help, and we made mistakes…”

“All parents do,” Jackie told him softly.

“So we’ve been told,” Sam smiled just as softly, “and we’ve learned and made new ones with each kid.”

Danny coughed and continued to point out kids and tell stories, until all had been covered and then they moved on.

As they neared the dining room, Danielle and Jenny joined them with each holding a toddler.

“Oh my,” Jackie said, taking in the Anakin Skywalker; she knew who he grew up to be, or would have if he had not been adopted.

“We’re hungry, Dad,” Danielle said.

Danny waved them into the dining room where the smaller table was already set for a meal; there were two chairs with booster seats and Jenny and Danielle put Tony and Anakin in them before sitting beside them and helping them get food.

The group chatted over the meal, Jackie and Pete slowly relaxing at how easy going the Royals were, and generally had good cheer.

After the meal was done, Jenny asked, “Do we put their photo up on the family wall now? I know you’ve got me, Dad, and Mum…”

Danny chuckled, “We can, if they’re okay with it.”

“Family wall?” Pete questioned.

“We keep walls of pictures of the extended family,” Sam explained easily, “you know, like Rose, the Doctor, and Jenny. Harry’s and Neville’s parents. Damian’s paternal birth-family. The Royal Portrait is just the immediate royal family. The walls are for everyone and everything else.”

Danny and Sam led the group out of the dining room and down another hallway; the walls were plastered with photographs. Some were professional, most were candid and amateur.

A common camera sat on a small round table; a high-end camera but nothing too expensive or professional.

Danny picked it up, saying, “If Jackie, Pete, and Tony don’t mind—”

Jackie decided it would be a family photograph and dragged the Doctor in; Rose and Jenny came without complaint.

Danny took a set of pictures.

After that was done, it was decided it was time for the Tylers to leave, taking pity on the still disgruntled TARDIS.

They were, however, invited to the next family gathering.