#this crossover writes itself

[batbusiness-schooldropout]

Gomez: My wife is a Goddess of Death, Beauty, War, and Ecstasy, and I shall always endeavor to worship her as such. Her wants are my needs. Her whims are my air

Hannibal: My Will is like a god. Awe inspiring and full of righteous fury. I do not know who is influencing who any longer. I do not know if it matters anymore. I will only accept death if it comes from him. Any death he gives me would be a gift.

Gomez: Dr.Lecter, I believe we shall be great friends

[sleepymarmot]

This is obviously supposed to refer to you being the Vestige and, more specifically, your role as Hermaeus Mora's proxy — Saresea starts calling you "proxy" immediately after taking a look at your timeline.

But I was playing as Jarcanist, and her saying this to the former Archivist is wild. How far did she see, exactly? Is she only talking about him arriving on Tamriel, recreated to fit into this universe? Or did she see into another world entirely, and glimpsed the creation of an avatar by that world's counterparts of Mora and Mephala?

What a coincidence! The same thing happened to the person you're talking to!

[zhelin-thames]

So after "test mission" [Villains + BatFam Chaos]

[Riddler's Lair]

Riddler: Riddle me this, ghost boy— Danny: [interrupting] The answer’s “I don’t care.” Riddler: [spluttering] You didn’t even let me finish! Tim: He does that.

[Joker Tries to Kidnap Danny]

Joker: [grabbing Danny] Now you’re mine, little ghost! Danny: [phases out of his grasp] Nope. Joker: What the—?! Jason: [grinning] Yeah, good luck with that one, Clown.

[BatFam Debrief]

Bruce: You’re reckless. Danny: You’re broody. Bruce: You don’t follow orders. Danny: Neither does Jason. Jason: [smirking] He’s got a point.

[Later, at Wayne Manor]

Danny: [chilling on the couch with Damian] So, does your dad always glare like that? Damian: Always. Danny: And you’re just… okay with it? Damian: You get used to it. Danny: [smirking] I’m just gonna keep floating till he stops.

Masterpost

[fisherrprince]

I’ve been possessed. If anyone wants to know where Edgeworth is, he’s been watching kamen yaiba with the detective boys for 4 hours

[noxcheshire]

I am sick, dizzy, and can barely think but you know what would be WILD?

If the DC universe was an echo of Danny’s world. What if the continents of their planet shifted enough where Amity is now in New Jersey and had then become Gotham.

And when Danny died underneath the portal a part of his death fractured and imprinted itself into those various worlds. One of them being Gotham, where Danny’s home ironically used to be where Wayne Manor used to be.

So just imagine it, you’re coming back from patrol, grimy, sweaty, and with questionable intentions by dressing as an overgrown bat when suddenly the lights dim. It dims and brings darkness, only enough light to catch the beady marble eyes of the bats you fear.

And then electricity jumps in the middle of the room, flinging itself around like an agitated snake in wide open circles.

Everyone is backing away, some weary, some cursing, some just half way out of their own suit.

And then a child — barely as old as your youngest now, flickers to life before you, screaming and screaming, wailing in pain as the scent of burning flesh mingles into the air. You can see the boy, black hair and blue eyes that underneath the bright light that burns them is causing black to turn white, and blue to turn green.

The electricity crackles and when the boy is about the drop, limp, certainly lifeless, he vanishes as if nothing had ever been there.

But he comes back, he always comes back, in the moment of calm and in the moment of despair, echoing that painful wailing of death.

It’s so wrong.

It’s very, very wrong.

It didn’t even matter anymore why the boy showed up, only that this moment of pain continues to haunt the cave of heroes.

Continuously haunting, even as some whispered apologizes when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as some provided songs of comfort when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as stories of Gotham are told and promises (though uncertain and flimsy at best) are spoken to the wailing boy who always drops fast and disappears just as quickly.

Always, it was the same.

Until one day it wasn’t.

The electricity crackled like it always did. A spark, and then a calamity of light. And the boy would be there, uncurling himself into a tense position as he would wail.

But not this time.

Instead the boy curled himself in the air, calm as can be, almost as if he were sleeping. Even the electricity that they have learned to dance away from was calm, gentle, like ocean waves.

And when the electricity vanished, the boy did not, instead dropping to the floor where Dick was quick to catch him, grunting in preparation of weight only to show alarm at how thin the boy truly was.

On that face that has haunted them all for months is just a boy, sleeping, and scarred. A boy breathing very slow, slower than what they would like, but here in the physical realm with them.

Dick brushed back bangs of black hair, and slowly, ever so slowly, glazed blue eyes stared back.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Sunrise, Parabellum.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[ghostbsuter]

John Constantine was in prison.

No, not a normal, mortal prison. Those wouldn't be able to hold him like this one does.

No, he's imprisoned in the Infinity Realm.

The warden of the establishment is Walker, someone whose blood sings Witch Hunter.

If that wasn't bad enough, with every second, it gets worse. Angels decided to interfere in a realm not in possession of their God.

Who's idea was it to go against the Infintiy Realm? Are they nuts?

"John Constantine," One of the messangers steps forward. There is no weapon in sight, yet.

"Under the scrutiny of Heaven, we were sent to retrieve you for a trial." Their voice clipped, blond hair shimmering a soft green and John is sweating buckets.

"Your deals with various demon folk and such shall be judged unter gods court and—"

A loud bang echoes through the hall, Walker's men are surrounding the beings of heaven and particular brave soul steps forward.

The lad is young, can't be older than Bat's Robin. He walks with an air of authority, white hair floating against gravity's rules and towering before the flock of messangers.

"How dare—"

The boy, the godling– growls.

He blocks their view of Constantine, staring them down.

Some of the angels fall back, wings arched and ready for a fight, weapons still not in sight however.

"I am Phantom, King of God's of the Infinity Realm." The child with a title too much for such small shoulders bear, introduces himself.

It sends the flock into mild panic. Constantine is just a bit satisfied at the change.

"Returns to your god and tell him this, every Constantine bearing the title Laughing Magician is under my protection."

For such a small stature, his voice is booming, the command thinly veiled as a threat and icicles forming around him.

"Tell him that if he ever dares to breach my territory once more, I will not hesitate to call war upon heaven."

The main angel of the flock, the one that had read out Constantines sentence, hesitated only for a moment before urging the others to leave.

Posture stiff and movements jerky.

They didn't expect to be told off like this, John muses.

He only slightly dreads when phantoms attention drifts to him finally, a light knock on the metal bars and the whole wall was gone.

"Follow me, John Constantine."

And John does.

He'll sweet talk himself out of this on the way to his doom. Like always.

—

("Unpopular belief, but I actually quite like you." Danny had stated once in the garden, sitting on a table and drinking tea. John hadn't touched his cup nor desert at all, cannot trust those of the infinite after all.)

(A rip into the green before them had created a portal, a gateway.

"Leave, Laughing Magician. Hold onto that necklace, it will ward off anyone with the intent to harm and deals as a warning to those working for the immortal."

And as John steps forward, his eyes meet toxic green.

"We will see one another again, sooner or later. Farewell, Jester."

The portal spat him out in his apartment in New York, if it wasn't for the protection charm, Constantine would have believed it to be a mere dream. A warning.)

[tortoise-bearing-cups]

So I came across a fic with skeptic Tim Drake who doesn't believe in ghosts, and it suddenly occurred to me that I haven't seen a single DPxDC fic that mentions Secret. Tim has a teammate who's a ghost girl who YJ saved from government experimentation, whose origin story is that she was electrocuted to death by her brother.

It's free real estate.

[starfieldcanvas]

i know there have got to be a million people thinking about how hard an svsss severance AU would go.

shen jiu is such a huge asshole he was actually only able to keep his job because his husband, who is also his boss, always smooths things over for him. then qi-ge dies in a car accident and shen jiu is predictably fired; he's in denial about how much his grief is making him even worse, but he can't deny that apparently he can't hold down a job anymore without having emotional meltdowns and tearing people's heads off. so as a last resort he gets severed.

su binghe is (as far as he knows) the son of the old palace master, the current CEO of the lumon corporation; his mother died in childbirth. part of the old palace master's plan to promote severance to his shareholders involves sending his beloved son to the severed floor.

shang yang is a struggling writer whose diet of ramen and chips is not fuelling his creative endeavors. he would rather have a normal office job where he could keep writing while pretending to work, but he'll take having time to write after a normal 9-5 as long as he can eat some real food for dinner. he'll do anything if the perks are good!

knowing what he knows about the old palace master, wu chen is investigating lumon's work with the severed floor and gets severed himself in the hope of getting his innie to investigate a mysterious basement elevator.

also featuring: qiu jianluo as the head of the severed floor! ming fan as his somewhat conflicted enforcer! liu qingge as petey, with liu mingyan replacing petey's daughter at his funeral. mu qingfang as dr reghabi! qi qingqi as devon, madame meiyin as her extremely dramatic, self-interested wife you can't figure out why she married. wei qingwei as the guy who makes stuff in optics and design, there for wu chen to have an affair with.

mobei-jun as the guy they bring in to keep shang qinghua in line in the second season. they're not actually married on the outside, shang yang has no friends or family for lumon to bargain with, so they just hire a guy who looks a lot like an obvious author's favorite from one of shang yang's longest-running webnovels. shang qinghua is so impressed that his outie somehow managed to bag mobei-jun that mobei-jun is charmed in spite of himself and goes and starts dating shang yang on the outside.

but the meat of the story is, of course, the shen jiu/yue qi + shen yuan/luo bingmei + shen yuan/luo bingge mess. can you just IMAGINE bingge seething at the security footage of shen yuan kissing bingmei!!!

[silentwalrus1]

The Snipers reader bias is so funny. Comment after comment will drag a wizard for every generic, minor misjudgement, but that time Ed was totally hyped to set off an EMP he admitted would probably have blown something up, who knows how big or dangerous, everyone went aww poor baby wrecking ball, cruel and mean they aren't letting you knock down more buildings :( the secret to a successful coup is to have fun and be yourself, but you're being unjustly limited :((( maybe a threesome would fix this

(I'm not criticizing, it just gave me a laugh reading them)

Don’t you understand we have to kill 15 year old Hermione for daring to exist near Roy Mustang

[mozart-the-meerkitten]

More Star Trek/Edward Scissorhands crossover thoughts to go along with this post I made:

Edward understands, in concept, what a family is but he doesn't know any details about how one is supposed to function or be set up so he just assumes that the crew must be a family and forms relationships with them based off that fact.

Like, for instance, he decides that, since they're the primary authority figures on the ship that Kirk and Spock are his parents now. No it doesn't have anything to do with shipping he doesn't even know what that is, he's just decided that this is the most logical option (Spock's encouraged him to be logical so he's trying his best) and they've inadvertently encouraged this because they interact with him a lot when he first comes on board so he gets Attached. And they're the ones who take care of the crew, right? So, parents.

(this got long, so the rest under the cut)

What's honestly funnier is that Spock catches onto this faster than Kirk does (he's more used to keeping an eye out for weird human behavior and trying to figure it out) and he reacts accordingly. Which means he's now doing research on human child development in his spare time so that he can better understand what's happening and be helpful. He compares Edward's behavior to the research he does on typical human children and notes the differences he finds, what skills Edward seems to be lacking or excelling in. He also tries to figure out Edward's mental age but can't pin it down exactly, so he just notes when Edward seems to display behavior typical of a younger child or an older one. (He has graphs of all this stuff in his room for sure.)

What this, practically, translates to in his interactions with Edward is that he's much more verbally affirming and reassuring with Edward and lets Edward be much more physically affectionate with him. Which the crew notices and is... fascinated by. Especially Bones and Kirk, of course, because this is great, this is prime mocking Spock material and they absolutely do until they finally have a meeting about it in sickbay (Bones and Kirk are calling it an intervention).

So Spock rolls his eyes humors them and explains the research he's been doing on human children and what they need to thrive which leaves Bones and Kirk a little slack-jawed and then Spock whips it around on Kirk like, "Captain I would have expected you to also be taking this approach, since Edward has accepted you as his other primary caregiver." "...He's done what?" "Yes, isn't it obvious? He has intuitively grasped the chain of command on board the ship and put us into the role of parental figures." *Kirk gaping at him, Bones wheezing with laughter in the background* "Haven't you noticed, captain, that when Edward needs something he typically seeks one of us out? If we are not available-" "He comes in here looking for me or nurse Chapel." "Precisely, doctor. So, as you can both see, I am merely taking an interest in Edward's wellbeing for both his own sake and development and to continue to ensure the smooth running of the ship." "Explain that last part, Mr. Spock," Kirk requests after picking his jaw up off the floor. "Certainly captain; human children who are neglected or abused tend to develop problems that affect not only their development, but also their households and relationships with others. Therefore, Edward's wellbeing is connected to that of the ship." "Quite logical, Mr. Spock." "Thank you, captain."

After this, Kirk has a mild crisis because apparently on top of being the captain of a starship he is now also a parent. But he accepts it pretty quickly and proceeds to start taking it waaaaay too seriously and trying to overcompensate for the time he didn't realize he was Edward's dad now. I'm not 100% sure how that translates but I feel in my heart that it's right since Kirk is the most over-dramatic man in Starfleet.

Perhaps that's when the Pet Store Incident happens. Basically Edward somehow acquires a tribble and when Kirk finds out he is like absolutely not we are yeeting that thing off the ship immediately- except this absolutely devastates Edward so now Kirk has to find a way to make it up to him and he can't just like, spend extra time with the kid, no, he's going to take Edward to an intergalactic pet store, because there is no possible way that could go wrong, right?

So, despite warnings from both Spock and Bones, Kirk takes Edward down to this space petshop and honestly it might have been fine. Edward's so enamored with all the little critters he's not even worried about picking one. They could have managed to leave without even getting a pet if Kirk hadn't decided to make small talk with the shopkeeper, who lets it slip that, "Oh yeah, if we don't manage to find homes for them before they grow up we just ship them off to the butcher. Yeah, some of these are delicacies, people pay good money for 'em-" and Kirk just starts sweating and slowly looks up at Edward praying he hasn't heard that-

And Edward's standing there, covered in small animals, with the most horrified expression Kirk has ever seen on his face and oh he is cooked-

Kirk walks over to him hoping he can maybe, somehow, mitigate this, convince Edward the shopkeeper was joking, anything, but the first thing Edward says is, "We have to save them." and Kirk just sighs and accepts his fate. "Okay, Edward, but this has to be your mission then. You have to find them all good homes in a reasonable amount of time. I'm not spending the next six months on a ship infested with small alien creatures, we'll get complaints."

And Edward just beams at him and Kirk is so done but how can he even be upset, he walked right into this. So he lets Edward use his communicator to contact the ship and he was supposed to just get routed through to Spock but Uhura helpfully turns the com on speaker so the entire bridge can hear. Kirk told Edward to tell them to convert a cargo bay into a zoo holding room for all the animals. Edward happily relays this and why they're doing it. The bridge crew is in stitches. Kirk will never hear the end of this.

Spock relays the situation to Scotty, who complains about having to convert one of the cargo bays and grumbles, "Has the captain gone mad?" to which Spock replies, "I doubt it, Mr. Scott, especially seeing as it was not the captain's idea." "Well then who's was it then?" "Edward's, after he realized that the animals would be killed if they were not rescued." ".... Well why didn't you start with that then?! That's a different matter entirely!"

The animals are all safely beamed on board the ship once enclosures are made for them. The ship's expert on alien animals is brought in to help and oh my goodness is she having the time of her life getting to observe and study all these critters. The crew helps Edward find homes for all the critters (he spends a lot of time making calls to people with Uhura) where they will not be eaten.

Edward does keep one, it's a little catlike creature that eventually grows wings. When it's little he carries it in his pocket and when it's older it drapes itself over his shoulders. No one knows what species it is or what planet it's from (it's probably covered in a future episode) but it's not a woman disguised as a cat like the other alien cats in this show. It loves Edward unconditionally and if anyone is ever mean to him while his cat is around she BITES. She's very mischievous, but usually only causes a moderate amount of trouble.

Alright, I'll stop there, I hope you enjoyed reading this silliness. xD

[goodfish-bowl]

Places to Be

Masterpost

DP Crossover Angst Week Day 2 - Post Nasty Burger Explosion

Summary: He had done everything he could, sent from the future, then back to the present, all to stop his future evil self. But in the end, Danny's loved ones died in the explosion anyway, and now he had nowhere to go. So he goes to Clockwork.

Notes: I ended up completely starting from scratch for this around 11 pm, after getting 1,000 words into my first idea, but this is the result of take 2. I like it a lot better actually. Not technically a crossover, but you'll see where I'm going with this.

Word Count: 878

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Danny had curled up on the ground of Clockwork’s tower, unwilling to move. He would be fine with never moving again, at the moment. He didn’t want to do or move ever again. 

The energy from the Ghost Zone seeped into him, slowly fixing his wounds from the aftermath of the explosion, completely against his will. Danny really wished it wouldn’t. He didn’t want them to heal. He had refused to let them heal throughout the entire process of the funerals, the pain the only thing keeping him at least somewhat grounded. But now in the Zone, avoiding both Vlad and CPS, Danny wasn’t allowed to keep them any longer. 

“Daniel, you understand that you cannot stay here?” Clockwork spoke up. 

Danny grumbled into his knees. 

“It is not by my will that you must leave, but this place is equally unsafe for you.” 

Danny mumbled irritably again, not bothering to speak up.  

“I cannot protect you as I wish here, even if I’m capable of it. The Observants will not allow you to stay here, especially after recent events.”

“Then where am I supposed to go!?” Danny shouted, snapping his head up. “I don’t have anywhere else! I can’t go home! I can’t stay here! I sure as hell can’t go to Vlad!” 

The Master of Time merely glanced at Danny, and he felt his temper light up. Did he even care?! It was practically the time ghost’s fault he was like this.

“First you send assassins after me! Then you send me into the future, where I witnessed the most horrible version of myself in existence, then back to the past, where everyone I cared about died anyway. I can’t go to Vlad because he’s the reason I go berserk in that timeline! And now you tell me I can’t possibly stay here because it’s not safe either! Tell me! What do I do now that I have nothing left!?” 

Clockwork simply turned around and leveled a look at Danny he couldn’t possibly figure out. It hurt either way.  

“ Please! ” Danny cried out. 

“What is it you want?” 

The question hit Danny like a brick to the face. He had just said what he wanted, hadn’t he? But that really wasn’t what he wanted, was it?

“You know I cannot give you what it is you desire.”

Danny crumpled in on himself, eyes blurring out. He wanted to go home. But home was FentonWorks. It was his parents. It was Jazz. It was his two best friends in the entire world, the only people who had been with him through thick and thin. But home was gone.  

“Then, please. Please, just tell me where I’m supposed to go,” Danny begged.  

Clockwork approached, leaning down and placing a thick-gloved hand on Danny’s shoulder. It was heavy. Clockwork was close, so close that Danny could even catch his own reflection in the glass of the clockcase in his chest. He looked terrible. 

“Daniel,” Clockwork began, his voice perfectly even. “These things you want are gone. Thus is the way things are, and the way things must be. All beings, both of the Realms and the mortal planes will end eventually. It is inescapable. But as all things must go, new things will arise and take their place.”

“Daniel James Fenton,” Clockwork said, as if his name could possibly have the kind of weight he gave it. “You are beloved .”

Danny looked up, not expecting those words, meeting Clockwork’s eyes, which held no room for doubt. 

“You are beloved. Both by those in your past, and by those who you have yet to meet. You are beloved by the very Infinite Realms herself and always shall be. That is one thing that cannot and will not change. But the Realms are not where you need to be at this moment. There are many things you have yet to learn, and many things you must learn before you return, or reality itself will be lesser for it.”

Danny didn’t understand. Clockwork made him seem so important, but he was no one. Just an orphaned kid who didn’t know how to die. He couldn’t possibly be as important as Clockwork made him seem. 

“You are beloved by the Realms herself, and this will come to be a terrible burden upon you. So for now, you must go, and not return,” Clockwork emphasized. 

“But where? ” Danny asked once again, sounding like a broken record in more ways than one. 

“You must go somewhere that will teach you the things you must learn.”

“And where is that?” 

“Somewhere very, very far away.” 

Danny frowned. “How do I get there?” 

Clockwork took a step back, and with his staff, opened a portal. It wasn’t the bright green Danny had come to associate with the Ghost Zone’s natural portals, nor the bright blue of Clockwork’s own. It couldn’t decide to select a color to be, and ended up burning into his eyes as a blinding white. 

Danny looked between Clockwork and the portal, and slowly dragged himself to his feet. His legs were barely able to support him. 

“Will I ever see any of them again?” Danny finally brought himself to ask. 

Clockwork expressions softened the slightest amount. 

“No.”

And Danny stepped through the portal. 

[geekeryisafoot]

I possess a brain today so I can finally actually describe why these are the same to me. They have the exact same starting plot (oh no someone scienced horrific mindless vampires that keep killing people! We must science back at them!) AND the same core appeal (vampires queer and hot. Yay fade to black sex scenes!)

[p-011-yn]

there are More Ideas stirring in my brain

i don’t have time for this

i have seven other fics going on

i don’t have time for this

i don’t have time for this!

[sammys-magical-au]

“No one’s posted anything new in this tag for a week, the fandom is dead 😔” bbgirl if you saw how old some of the fandoms I still adore are you’d choke on your spit

[skitskatdacat63]

This is my personal crossover event of the century