#;crossover

[shiverofmuses]

@hazbinxdisaster​

It was a quite, uneventful day at Hazbin. Things, for the most part were quite aside from a groan or sigh here or there from one of the residents or small conversations.  It was around mid-day when a strange surge of power would appear for a moment in hell, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared. Most probably wouldn’t even notice, however the king of hell noticed any disturbance in his domain. Charlie would receive a message, quick and to the point. her father was a busy man, which is why the less he had to check the better.

“Charlie my dear, forgive the sudden message. I am sure being my daughter you no doubt felt that disturbance a moment ago in hell. It happened right near your little project, for the safety of that if nothing else would you mind going and checking if it was anything noteworthy for me? ~dad <3″ In a back alley a block or two from the hotel a tear would appear for a spilt second, spitting something out before closing just as quickly leaving little trace aside from the ‘ debris ’  it dropped off.

The first thing Kojiro noticed after initially being shocked and sure he was dead was how much everything truly and purely hurt. He’d been shocked by mistake by Ikkaku before and he’d always thought that had hurt, he had to apologize to his friend for being a baby. 

“I don’t think I’m moving ever again.” he grunted once he was able to do anything besides just lay there. However only silence met him causing him to jolt, eyes shooting open to be greeted by a alley and a world coated in a redish hue as if viewing it though blood, a fact that caused him to reach up to wipe said blood from his eyes before he realized, there was no blood, pain but he knew what being coated in blood felt like. “where am I...what happened.”

[cultofmuses]

@cervidae-demon​

Days in hell had calmed down somewhat once more after the extermination, at least for the moment until someone chose to try and brawl with some higher-up again or..until a group of three imps, one overzealous and spazzic tried an experiment without dotting all their i’s so to speak.

I.M.P had just gotten the book, Moxxie had insisted they double read everything to make sure they had it right but of course, Blitzo wouldn’t listen, as he spoke in a deeper voice than usual. It seemed to work, the drawing on the floor glowing and opening up a portal to the living world, or it worked for a second before flicking closed. The portal wasn’t gone though, clearly, something wrong had happened and soon became a problem for a certain radio demon, the ground opening up under him. The demon only had a split second to progress the portal before he’d be dropped though it, landing a bit hard on some grass, the portal now over his head closing as quickly as it had opened and swallowed him.

The place he was left in appeared to be a garden, a few chairs, and a table sat in one corner with vines starting to grow up and around the metal, in another corner was a small pond with a waterfall, some large colorful fish swimming around in it.  The garden was cased in by four high ‘walls’ which turned out to be buildings, each having three levels though how the levels were built made the walls higher than most three-story buildings. All four buildings on all three floors showed endless doors. Some opened into closets with supplies or even empty, others just opened into walls, others lead into halls which stretched on and turned with more doors on either side, the whole large place is built like a rat maze to confuse anyone who happened to find it that wasn’t meant to be there.

Everything was still, silent, except for a few red lights that had started to flick on and off, no sound emitted from the siren in the area Alastor stood in, but in the office of a certain mad doctor a loud blaring started, several screens with camera images popping up on the various monitors Isou was working on. The doctor scientist turned off the blaring alarm in his office, flicking through the screens before bringing up one for the garden, in the center of their complex. “Well...” he said, a sinister smirk appearing on his face. “How you got in our complex I don’t know but I can see those police want us enough to break their own rules...well I’ll enjoy dissecting whatever they made,” he said, looking over the deer like male the monitor showed for a moment longer before turning and leaving his office to retrieve help and apprehend this monster.

[lildancingdevildarling]

So I drew what Bendy looks like when he’s crouched down and feral in the Hollow Knight verse along with what he looks like standing. I’m still working and tweaking the small Bendy design. Honestly he doesn’t look very different from canon aside from both his feet are sorta melty, no gloves, and his bowtie is replaced by a Hollownest Seal.

[webhaed]

“it’s not your job to protect me.”

OPEN. | @lcvelettered

“And I KNOW that, I do ! It’s just--ever since you found out about me, I have been so PARANOID about something happening to you ! Believe me, I know you’re a TOUGH cookie Lara Jean, I’m just making sure you get home safe.”

[deviiantics--archived]

-starter @theprofesscr -

There were rumours going around in the city, many mixed up ones. Simon, who had already found his hiding spot in Jericho, noticed the whispering on the streets, even some deviants on the old ship started to talk about it. The air was thick and the caretaker was aware very soon something big might happen, but before that would ever be the case, he had to assure himself of what is true about the hearsay of the town. The domestic assistant couldn’t stay in Jericho, not while precious information is currently going around that could be a great support for any deviant that has no place to stay in Detroit.

A hidden manor somewhere not so far away from the city, but it must be still so incredibly huge. Someone living there actually agreed to help deviated androids, keeping them secure and hiding their location and current position of the government, police and their former owners. If this is true, Simon of course wanted to know more about it, about this person who made it possible, if the androids are truly safe there. There are always people using the trust of machines and luring them to a trap, abusing them, torturing them, thus of what he heard of poor Kara and Zlatko. He consulted the androids in Jericho, where they heard this rumor first, and Simon followed the trail, the path, from one source to the other, until the PL600 finally met with reliable information. The estate was real, the resident a kind-hearted man who took the rescuing of deviants more than seriously. Simon needed to find it, there were so many chances that some Androids from Jericho could find a home here in the future, until they can find a new life for themselves. The location has been given to him via download interface. He knew Jericho would be fine without him for a while, since North and Josh are still there and remains in communication with them about the updates of the estate.

Given to the location the house was called a school but nothing else was mentiined, which first puzzled the blonde droid but didn’t want to question it further as he made himself on the way. It was a distance he had to walk, he couldn’t use a vehicle or else. Lucky for him that androids couldn’t sense any exhaustion, the long journey being on his legs wouldn’t cause any harm. Hours passed and in the dark winter time the night soon arrived, instead of a splendid evening. It was not too late, until the PL600 finally found the hidden property among the trees of a small forest on the edge of a field. And as he had already heard, the building is gigantic even for a school, almost like a small castle. But Simon had little time to awe, he was in more of a hurry to inspect this place.

But now he felt a little a little uneasy... should he ring if there was a bell at all? Maybe he better knock. After all, knocking is a polite gesture. But what should he say? How to introduce himself? It's been so long since Simon was talking to a human. But what would happen anyway? Shutting these thoughts away the android instead decided to just simply approach the huge dark wooden door and knocked a few times, loud enough that he could be heard and noticed by someone hopefully. He was patient but also overly curious who would open, what he was about to see soon.

He hoped the rumours were true and actual androids live here peacefully and unharmed.

[muse-eutopia]

@professor-goodwitch

The moon hung in the sky over Vale light a brilliant nightlight, and the streets of Vale were as quiet as they could be. Not a soul was found upon the sidewalks, and the stores all empty with their owners having left. Beacon was the marvel of the city, its entire area being illuminated by the moon’s radiance; a picturesque scene for any  work of the romance/drama genre. This night, however; would not be filled with romance.

A small platoon of ten soldiers, approached the front doors to Beacon’s common area, armed to the teeth with rifles, laser sights, and electric dust powered batons. Behind them all stood a figure shrouded in what seemed to be a dark smoke, gazing at them ominously. As the soldiers lined up at the door, they each gave each other a nod before barging their way in, scanning the area around them.

“Split up, find the archives!” One of the soldiers commanded as each soldier went their own way. They knew that splitting up in such a strongly defended area was dangerous, but Beacon was far too grand to be able to cover in a group. The shrouded figure soon entered as well, standing smack dab in the middle of the common area.

“Time to see what you’re hiding here at Beacon...” The figure whispered out before seemingly vanishing into the darkness without a trace. It was now all up to the soldiers to discover the path to the archives.

As one of the soldiers proceeded down a seemingly endless corridor, he stopped and began to focus down the hall. As he focused for longer, he discovered his suspicion was correct, he had made out a silhouette of an individual further down. With their rifle drawn and silencer equipped, he aimed down his sights and focused on what he believed to be their head. He had orders to kill anyone not affiliated with them on sight, and with little hesitance.

He opened fire.

[greenestxpaladin-blog]

@amongstaars gets a starter!

Well, Pidge hadn’t seen anything like this before. 

They were more than a little hesitant to approach the... creature. The armor didn’t look Galran, for sure, but Pidge wouldn’t put it past them to use disguises to root out rebels. Or something like that. 

But still, they made sure to walk a little louder than usual- damn the inablilty to speak. But maybe that was enough to get this person’s attention. Hopefully.