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magicalswordgirls · 3 months
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If there's fanart of Suletta and Miorine as Falin and Marcille, does that mean...?
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Sorry, I fried my remaining braincells trying to imagine the rest of the cast and the details of this AU. Eri would be obsessed with knowing all the secrets of the dungeon, which would result on her dying multiple times.
Miorine doesn't like her.
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lost-technology · 6 days
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Dear My Brain, I do NOT need to do another massive Trigun AU right now. However, just to make you happy, I'll toss out my ideas here for "maybe someday." Okay, I'm on a Fallout-kick lately. Good show for my games, yes? A rare pretty decent live action adaptation of a set of video games. Definitely nods to fans / players there. Also been doing a little playing of Fallout 4. (Fallout 3 is the only game of the series I've played all the way through main quest sadly (maybe I'll download the classics from Steam...) Anyway, I've played with this notion for Trigun before - but only in the "if they were players." I made perks / gameplay styles for the main characters. So, what are you doing, brain? Why are you starting to come up with ideas for an actual story for me to write as a crossover?!!! Especially when I do not know if there are enough people who like both properties AND read fanfiction to be interested in a crossover AU / fusion fic - then again, I tend to write things primarily for my own delight, anyway. I was telling myself "no, these two things are already too similar, there's really no need," but then came the idea that "no, there are some things unique enough to the Fallout setting that you could really have fun with the Trigun characters wandering a post nuclear North America rather than Planet Gunsmoke / No Man's Land." I could even interchangeably refer to the Wasteland as No Man's Land... Okay, Brain, so you're telling me that in this fusion universe, Vault-Tec had a subsidiary that worked closely with the budding U.S. space program, which if I am not mistaken, is canon (that satellite-dish quest in Fallout 3 and that experimental for space-colonisation front Vault concealing the real experiment in the Nuka-World expansion for 4). SEEDS was sort of its own separate thing, more benevolent than the Vaults and free from their wild secret experiments. Their mission was open: Developing a new, yet profitable, source of power for the cooperate overlords to profit from, being a failsafe for re-terraforming the Earth in the event of a nuclear war, and being a study for close-quarter scientist-living for potential space colonies. SEEDS Vault 05 (as distinct from Vault 5, SEEDS gets a different class) saw the successful bioengineering of life forms they called Plants. They were actually developed shortly before the war of 2077, but were not considered perfected. After the bombs dropped and the doors sealed, further study showed the Plants' potential as essentially living G.E.C.Ks (Garden of Eden Creation Kits). A living answer to the G.E.C.K, water-chips, cold-fusion... Even a potential way to divest from the atomic energy that America had been depending on since the end of WWII. (Fallout, for non-players, is an AU of reality diverging at WWII's end). And then Independents are born. Rem Saverem, a rogue scientist who rebels against Vault-Tec's lack of ethics managed to smuggle out the first Independent. Poor Tesla, being a little girl she had to send out, but the Hell of the Wastes were literally a better shot for her survival than for her to stay in the SEEDS-Vault. Sometime later, a pair of twin boys are born and Rem manages to convince the crew not to make them into test subjects. Until she can't. Cue big escape scene where she gets Vash and Nai out of the vault and dies in a hail of bullets right before them as guards cut her down and come after them... And so starts the journey of pair of living McGuffins who can either save the world or destroy it in search of their lost sister. Nai eventually becomes Millions Knives, a brutal Wasteland warlord bent on the destruction of humankind. Vash is on the run with bounties upon bounties upon him. He meets a ghoul named Wolfwood, dependant upon a certain kind of Chem to heal his wounds and to keep him from going feral and a couple of reporter-ladies from one of the larger settlement-cities intent upon uncovering Wasteland mysteries.
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Okay, so 3 am happened and so did a little scene of a Crossover That Will Never Happen.  Okay, so maybe it will happen if I get enough ideas for it, but for now, this is just... I am subjecting you to my stupidity.   Cross-post to Lost Technology for Lost Technology.   She-Ra and the Princesses of Power meets Trigun Stampede.   (No title, just “Entrapta entraptas the hell out of another mysterious artificial humanoid with cyborg aspects)  _____________________________ His reflexes were like a cat’s  (better than a cat’s, according to Catra) as he ducked and dodged, but the whirling dervish of purple hair kept pace and kept him trapped, blocking off all avenues of escape.  The short scientist was giving him a barrage of questions.  Her tall and clearly alien lab partner crossed his armored arms from where he stood under the shade of a rock outcropping, his ears pinned back and his face in a sour expression.   Catra and Glimmer were much more comfortable standing near the dark-haired lady reporter who was taking notes, the guy taking a long drag on a cigarette and the guy with the mustache who was sighing and drinking from a flask.  The three seemed saner, although the two who were journalists had been peppering them with questions of their own for the last few days.   Right now, all eyes were on the bouncing ball of purple hair and the tall guy in a red coat who was yelping and squeaking and trying in vain to keep tendrils of prehensile hair brandishing a variety of tools from “examining” his cybernetic arm.  Again.  Also from grabbing his other arm and drawing his whole person too close to her.   “This looks like some advanced technology! I’ve gotta look at it!  For science!  You promised I’d get to see your arm at least!”   “Aaaaieeeee! Yah!”   Adora and Bow were just standing by, exchanging glances and trying to figure out a way to calm Entrapta down before she gave their new friend a heart-attack.   Funny how they’d ended up here.  Adora – She-Ra of Etheria – and her friends (and an enemy?  Frienmy? / ambiguous friend / a warlord who was receptive to reform and whom she was eager to help reform in the case of Hordak) had been on their mission traveling interstellar space and jumping through wormholes to distant worlds in their quest to restore magic to the universe.  It seemed that they had found a world that likely had never had magic, although Adora could swear that she felt *something* coming from large, scraplike structures on the distant horizon – and the guy in the red coat.   Darla, their ship, had what Entrapta called “a little hiccup” in her fuel-crystal processing.  They’d gotten caught in the gravitational pull of this world and had made an emergency stop.  They were essentially out of gas and stuck here until they could locate some fuel crystals or some alternative means of propulsion.   And they’d been immediately greeted by bandits who’d wanted everything on the landed ship, the clothes on their backs, and by the looks in their eyes, licking of lips and some off-color comments, to do some pretty nasty things to them all.   And that was where the reporter, the drunk, the nicotine addict and the crazy guy with bushy hair and a prosthetic arm had come in.  The last one had rushed to their aid, brandishing an enormous gun… which he did not shoot and instead seemed to prefer using as a club.  (Glimmer was impressed.  She also teleported everywhere and kicked bandits left and right in the shins and jaws).  Adora had immediately transformed into She-Ra and found herself fighting back to back with the mysterious gunman, hitting assailants with the flat of her sword. Bow had brought out his goop-arrows and the cigarette-man had unwrapped the enormous cross-shape object he carried – a high-powered weapon, to the yelping and pleading of the gunman in red not to use it.   All in all, the fighting was brief and nobody died, but needless to say, everyone was very confused. Even more so were people who had never encountered Etherian-magic before when Entrapta gave them all her octopus-hair. Explanations had been lengthy.   Introductions had happened all around.  Vash – that was the guy in red.  Roberto –  he was the guy who wasn’t going to share his flask with Hordak.  Nicholas Wolfwood – the guy with the huge cross-weapon. Meryl Stryfe, junior reporter for the Bernardelli News Agency.  The planet? It had a few different names, most commonly “Gunsmoke” as a bitter joke.  Occasionally “Hell.”  Mostly “Noman’s Land.”   The Etherians had been stuck for days. The Noman’s Landers were not familiar with the fuel crystals that they were seeking.   Apparently, Horde Prime and the Galactic Horde had never been here.  Hordak had confirmed that this sector of the universe was yet unknown and thus had never been ruled by the erstwhile self-proclaimed Ruler of the Seven Skies and Promised One of A Thousand Suns.   Entrapta had been asking many questions and after answering some that they had about her hair and Glimmer’s teleporting and Adora’s transformation and what Catra was and the HELL Hordak even was, the pint-sized scientist had not left Vash alone this entire time.  Every time she seemed to get calm and they all had a moment’s rest, one aspect or another of him would draw her attention.   Hordak wasn’t jealous…oh, not at all!   He’d been grinding his sharp teeth a lot and pinning his ears back more than usual.   The first thing Entrapta had noticed was the man’s rather conspicuous prosthetic arm which, much like Hordak’s natural? Cyborg-clone arms? had a bone-like structural appearance.  It was made out of some kind of mysterious metal or crystalline substance.  As they’d all learned in the near-deadly encounter with the bandits, it had the ability to act as a handy shield to block projectiles.   After that, Entrapta had developed a fascination with his reflexes. Now, well, it seemed that when Adora stood close to him, strange glowing patterns emerged on his skin.   “No! It’s nothing!”  Vash insisted.  “Old tattoos I got with glowing ink?  Aren’t they neat? Anyway, I think we all need to go our separate ways now!”   “Oh, you aren’t getting away!” Entrapta insisted.  “I HAVE TO STUDY THIS!  There is obviously something technological to this!  I can feel it!  What if this is FIRST ONES TECH?!  I promise I won’t hurt you a bit!  AND IT’S FOR SCIENCE!”   Hordak let out a deep, disturbing laugh when Entrapta mentioned “not hurting.”   Everyone knew that Date Night for the Lab Partners often consisted of surgeries.  The Best Friends Squad was rather appalled at this, even though the old spacebat insisted that very few of them were merely exploratory, they generally were to his benefit (“to fix the numerous problems with my genetically defective carcass” he’d explained), and of course, everything between them was consensual.   She was careful, but occasionally screwed up. Catra rubbed the back of her neck and looked at the ground uncomfortably.   “Please, no! Really!” Vash insisted.  “I really can’t stick around!  Maybe Roberto and Meryl might like to help you find your fuel?  I..uh….I…” Entrapta’s eyes were bright.  “Oh, just hold still!”   Adora was about to speak up.  She could feel…something…coming off of Vash.  It was like a pulse…something she could not explain – like an exchange of feelings.  Was this her magic?  Was this because of her status as a First One?  She looked at Hordak, silently imploring him for an answer (since he had once been a part of a hive mind).  Was something similar, albeit low-level going on? Entrapta’s chipper voice chimed up. “Maybe you’re ALL tech!  But I’ll have to take you apart to be sure!” WHAM!   Adora suddenly felt ice cold.   Vash had fallen to the sand and was scrambling backwards, his eyes pin-points.  His hand twitched, reaching for his gun, which he gripped tightly, but did not draw.  It was obvious that he was ready to, however.   Entrapta brought her hair back into two limp ponytails at her sides and stood still for a moment before she tipped her mask down over her face.  Vash stared at her, panting. “It…it was just a joke,” Entrapta said forlornly. She turned away.  “I’m sorry.”   Adora stared at Vash with her own eyes wide. “Vash?” she asked gently.  “Who is Tessla?”  
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turtleblogatlast · 4 months
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AU where Leo is trapped in the Prison Dimension for months instead of minutes and the only way he gets by with his sanity intact is through recording himself talking to his wrist comm.
When they finally manage to get Leo back and make him rest up to heal, Donnie can’t help but listen to the recordings left behind.
He’s not sure what exactly he’s expecting, only that his subconscious is screaming at him that it has to be heartbreaking, that it has to be torturous.
Instead, what Donnie is subject to is a full thousand hours’ worth of Jupiter Jim and Lou Jitsu crossover fanfiction. More than one part in the series. Spanning well over a million words.
(The worst part is that it’s actually good.)
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rottmnt headcanons#donnie keeps the comms going on in the background as he works#when he gets to the end he’s like what the hell…where’s the rest#donnie: leo where’s part nine#leo barely cognizant after not needing sleep for months: whuh-#donnie: you can’t leave it at a cliffhanger. leo. leo where’s the next part.#listen leo has a great memory for his special interests this is CANON plus he’s a great talker so he would totally be able to do this frfr#whenever he needs to be quiet he’s SILENT but otherwise he’s regaling the exploits of his idols to the captive audience that is The Photo#sometimes Krang sneaks up on him and just listens to him talk like ????#it starts both as leo trying to comfort himself with his favorite things PLUS comfort himself with thoughts of his father#as splinter makes his own crossover fanfiction when sick lol plus he’s Literally Lou Jitsu#and yes krang ALSO gets a bit invested#leo notices the reduction of Ouch but hey more time for rambling fanfic for him 👍#idk leo’s a damn good actor/liar/planner/schemer and I genuinely think that can pivot into storytelling so well#the literal second mikey’s hands heal donnie zooms to his side with hand stabilizers and a request to draw ‘scene 82 from recording 3’#mikey’s like what#so obvs now HE needs to listen as he works#he too gets invested#he comes across raph who mentions having trouble sleeping#mikey: have I got the podcast fanfic for you!#it only somewhat helps raph sleep#somewhat bc sometimes he forces himself to stay awake to hear the rest#yes these recordings go to the whole fam and leo is none the wiser#they don’t even mean to hide it it just never comes up lol#it’s only when donnie FINALLY makes it to the end of the recordings that he confronts leo to continue the story#leo: oH YOU HEARD ALL THAT HUH-
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starry-bi-sky · 4 months
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more clone^2 memes because i think they're funny
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#dpxdc#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#clone^2#danny fenton is not the ghost king#so canon to clone^2 and clone damian the portal that ends up transporting damian to amity park is left pr ambiguous#so really how he got there could be one of many things whether it be through divine intervention or clockwork's doing or hell#it could've also been quite literally the 1 in 1 millionth chance that a natural portal opened up beneath him and sent him to amity#and was a happy accident#but the idea that the laz pits or another adjacent such entity heard damian wanting an older brother (he meant og damian but oops never-#specified) and then sends him to the one person who could fulfill that wish and make him happy at the same time.#was really funny to me within the context of the lilo and stitch meme. the meme can also be seen the other way around with danny as lilo#and damian as stitch. but danny being stitch was infinitely funnier and ~technically~ more accurate imo#danny technically IS a nice angel but also. he's a developing menace to society (just ask wes) and he's going to make damian one too#danny being from the midwest means he has a midwestern accent and thats not something the bats know how to handle when they finally meet hi#hey look at that! my meme making skills are steadily improving. im no longer making the same joke six different times in different formats#those first two images i made a few days ago the rest i made in the last thirty minutes in a spur of clone^2 induced inspiration#and procrastination of writing the cfau rewrite of the first post. we are 10k words deep folks and just barely got past the 1st gala reunio#dunking on the giw is a god-given right and danny WILL pass it down to damian
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bonchobrick · 9 months
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Duke and Danny bestie fic im co-authoring with some cool people for Patrol Partners! :D
A fic where Duke knows a lot about Gotham’s new problem, ghosts. The Waynes think the worst and assume he’s had some terrible experience with ghosts in the past (in reality is just very happy to talk about his best friends culture and doesnt realize how odd it is that he knows all this stuff)
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Duke is pretty much just vibing, the bats are having a meltdown, and Danny is having a blast!
—-
Then Duke pops the question
“So, what are you guys researching?” He asks raising a brow to the papers littered all over the room
Collectively the entire room groans as Duke absentmindedly picks up a paper on the table with the failed, static over-run image.
“We don't know!” Steph bemoans frustrated
Tim starts, “There are new entities–”
“Creatures.” Bruce corrects
Tim casts a piercing glance at his father, “I am pretty sure those are entities. Eye witness reports state that they look fairly human-like–”
Bruce challenges him right back, “Eye witness reports were also very likely to be unfactual, they seemed partially intoxicated. It’s more likely they are some kind of mutated animal.”
His son’s teeth grit, “Even so we still can’t rule out–”
“Oh right, the ghosts are back in town,” Duke's comments, gaze absorbed in the static image
Silence drowns the room as their weary eyes blink at Duke, processing what he had just said.
Then it clicks
“R-repeat that?” Tim stares intensely at Duke
“Um, the ghosts are back? That's what these are.” Duke nervously replies confused, “It’s been a bit since they visited Gotham
Tim opens and closes his mouth, immensely struggling to find any words to say. It seems like the rest of his family is fairing no better, some of them letting out noises of surprise and shock with others trying to hear if they heard that sentence right.
“There used to be ghosts in Gotham?” Bruce says incredulously
“Yeah?” Duke tilts his head, “I mean they don’t like living here with the corrupt ectoplasm but I’m friends with a few ghosts?”
Jason springs on him with wide eyes, “What are ghosts like, personality-wise?”
Duke thinks and responds with the first thought that comes to mind, “Fickle, they can be super friendly or super destructive. They do whatever they’re in the mood to.”
“Are they aggressive?”
“Sure? Sometimes?” Duke blinks at them bewildered before a petty smile crosses his lips, “They can be, hmm, commanding.”
Dicks eyes turn cold and protective, “What–”
“Listen guys,” Duke backs away from the discussion going with his internal task list in mind, “I gotta go wrap up putting together all my documents for my topic on my science fair project so uh, see-ya!”
The second youngest bounces out of the cave and the rest of the family stare dumbstruck at him.
New entities (ghosts?) pop up in Gotham + Duke describes them as fickle and commanding =
Duke is being made to do things for Ghosts who can be kind and cruel which =
= Duke is being bullied by Ghosts?!
Not on their Bat-watch!
Damian is already sharpening his ‘not murder tools’, Tim has sprung into research on the bat computer and the rest of the family have already dipped into Gotham ready to search for these perps!
Paranoid Family #1 will help Duke’s ghost problem starting now!
( pssst heres the fic :)
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ghostbsuter · 6 months
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Can be read as a continuation of this
.・゜-: ✧ :-
It's been a few weeks, really, since the day he met his biological father.
The oversized hoodie drowned him, a perfect haven while he waits near the entrance to arkham asylum.
The whole week rushed by after the event. His mom, wonderful, black belt, kickass mom had fretted over him the whole time, messaging his therapist not long after and getting an appointment.
His dad had been clingy, giving him bear hugs left and right, it felt nice. Jazz hadn't let him out of her sight for one moment, always searching, always studying.
Man, he loved his family.
"Are you going to visit him?" The gruff voice of Batman asks, and danny shrieks, jumping away as he looks at the vigilante with wide eyes.
"Oh Ancients—! Don't scare me like that!" Danny scolds, hand over his chest and breathing hard.
He can feel the amusement wafting off of Batman. Or something.
Huffing, the child leans against the brickstone pillar holding the gate again.
"No," he ends up answering. "I'm not here to visit... him."
Batman listens quietly, simply standing next to him. He doesn't pressure nor demand anything. If danny thinks more of it, he might get a headache.
"My sister is an intern in Arkham, we're gonna have dinner with Harley and Ivy today." A shrug, and the wind lovingly pushes him.
"Good." The man states, he hesitates a moment before he stretches his arm out towards danny, opening his hand and showcasing the items.
First is a lollipop, famous for being handed over to children after being saved by the bat himself. Second is a pin, in the shape of Batman's signature bat, it had a red button on the other side however.
"It's an emergency alert, in case anything like this happens again." Is quickly explained and Danny takes them, if not a bit tense.
He is unused to the trust the man shows him despite how short their time was spent together. Danny wonders if the bat already snooped around.
"Thanks—"
"Danny!"
His head snaps to the gate opening, brightening up as Jazz runs through and hugs him.
"Jazz!" He eagerly hugs back, thank looks up at her.
"You gotta meet Bat—" He trails off when they turn to the empty spot next to the pair, wind rustling leaves just as he finished. "man..."
Damn batman.
Danny huffs and tugs at Jazz's jacket. "Nevermind then, c'mon let's get a nice present before we visit harley."
Simply bringing her up seems to have Jazz excited. "I still can't believe we're having dinner with THE Dr. Harleen Quinzel!!!"
"And her wife."
"aND THE Dr. Pamela Lillian Isley!!!"
Her enthusiasm is rubbing off on him, he grins, hooking up his arm around hers, and they're skipping towards town, laughing like maniacs.
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the-witchhunter · 10 months
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DP x DC Phantom Punk: Bat Punk
Decided to bring my Punk Danny AU back since all the Spider Punk stuff I’ve been seeing lately has got me ~inspired~ 
The Original Phantom Punk DC crossover Post
Just Punk Danny doing his thing, hanging out, maybe jamming with some folk in a random punk house, when, like it usually does in Gotham, shit happens.
Some thugs show up trying to intimidate and threaten the punks that live there. They’re trying to scare ‘em off, make ‘em sell as part of some scheme to demolish the whole block and put up shitty expensive housing. 
Now, there’s two things Danny knows: Landlords are bastards, and you got to protect your community
Now he could deal with some thugs in and out of Phantom form, but he just got off the GIW radar and beating hired thugs from a crime family brings the wrong kind of attention to his personal life
His solution?
He puts on a cheap Batman Halloween mask someone had lying around and proceeds to beat the hell out of their kneecaps with a bat decked out in denim covered in spikes and patches
As it turns out, it’s not just a one time thing...
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puppetmaster13u · 4 months
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Prompt 166
So Danny is going to blame this on Vlad. Everything was going great, his parents had accepted him, Ellie is home for a while as was Jazz, Vlad was going to ghost-therapy along with Jordan to both get over apparently very bad obsession-sickness, and it was finally summer break! Which meant camping, and no ghost stuff for the first time in forever. 
He should have known everything was going too well, because that’s just the Fenton luck isn’t it? So he was going to blame this entire thing on Vlad, even if it might maybe be his own fault just a little bit. But how was he supposed to know the glowing rock formation that looked sort of like a portal was actually going to do something?! 
Urgh, he’s not going to deal with dimension travel, he already has to deal with time bullshit thanks to his peepaw! At least they’re all in this together and haven’t gotten separated? Ugh. This is going to be annoying. 
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otaku553 · 11 months
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A certain first encounter
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hrokkall · 10 months
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What's gabriel in this au?
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Some loser, probably.
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magicalswordgirls · 1 year
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Handshake!
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lost-technology · 1 year
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Obligatory Pokemon-Teams post.
Every damn fandom that I’m in has this.   Anyway, in looking up new Trigun fanart, I’ve seen some cute fanart of Vash with pokemon, but none of him with the one pokemon I think he would absolutely have (if we are going by personality and similarity).   In my fantasy Pokemon-team lineup, Vash would absolutely have an Absol. Think about it for a hot second. Absol is the Disaster Pokemon.   Absols are sweethearts who can predict disasters and try to warn people about them.  Not everyone has understood this in history and the Absols are mis-blamed for calamity, which puts them in the “Dark / Evil” typing and they’re thought to bring disaster wherever they go - even though they actually try to stop it.  Their mega / superpowered form has them sprouting ANGEL WINGS and they canonically, according to the Pokedexes do not like to fight.   So... I think the Absol, thematically, is the most Vash Pokemon Ever.  Yes, he tries to avoid battling with her and prefers her as a companion, even though she’s his strongest.   Secondary choices for his team: a Manetric (I remember when I first encountered and caught an Electrike in a game, I thought it looked like Vash with the hairdo.... and then my “Vash” evolved into an even more Vash-looking critter!)    A Sprigatito (because I say so).  Plant-kitty that evolves into a tricky magician (if he lets her evolve).  I’ll say she has an unusual coloration: black-colored, so she can be Kuroneko.   And he also has a Fidough named Donut.   Wolfwood:  Ghost-types.  The whole priest / undertaker / assassin vibe.  He has a Houndstone because they’re awesome and creepy and when it was a Greavard he used its candle to light his cigarretes, then it evolved.  There’s a little Phantump that follows him around - canonically the spirit of a lost child, make of that what you will.  Although it’s not to type, he has a Lycanroc for obvious reasons, probably the midnight / werewolf form.   Milly:  Fairy-type specialist, particularly the deceptively cute ass-kickers.  I mean, she has a Tinkaton.  Of course she would have a Tinkaton.  It helps her carry her stun gun!  She also has a Scream Tail.   Meryl:  Hmmm... Fire or Dragon type, perhaps?  I can see little Meryl just staring down a giant Haxoruos or something and showing it who is boss.  She has the strong spirit it takes to handle the Dragons.  Roberto:  Normal type.  Like Larry.  Just doing his job.   In all of this, or perhaps collectively among the group, they all care for a tiny little runt of the litter Eevee that follows them around.  I takes turns riding in pockets. 
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chaoswarfare · 1 year
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a little dp x dc art ;))
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gotham in the ghost zone
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daybreaklynx · 1 year
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self indulgent piece🎉 nbc hannibal as the strangers from hell poster just because mjjw and hannigram are the same ship in different font and I love that for them🤝🏽
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btw the characters aren't supposed to represent the counterpart in the poster-- it's been a while since I watched sfh (yes I did the opposite than people usually do. sfh to hannibal pipeline) so I don't really know who would be who beside mjjw😭 the order is like lawful-unlawful? sort of
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g0at0ad · 5 months
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