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absolutely massive big brain fandom crossover AU idea I had. Jet Set Phantom. this was inevitable lol. There's literally a canon ep named 'Pirate Radio'. Synopsis under the read more (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵)

Danny's alter ego is still called Phantom here cause he's so elusive that no cop has ever been able to catch him. Just like in the original show Sam was the one to put Danny up to it in the first place cause she's a rebellious authority-hater already. Tucker is still a tech geek but more interested in pirate/HAM radio (though he's still able to lend tech skills to Danny that let him bypass security systems & the like for more ~cool tagging spots~). All the ghosts are members of different Rudie gangs.

Sorry to all those Fenton parent likers out there but in this AU they're cops. it just makes too much sense. Them being cops is also what gives Danny an advantage to evading the law (all he has to do is listen in on his parents for any sting/ambush ops they're a part of. Also his parents are just as lax about safety as they are in the show so they leave confidential paperwork all over the place all the time). Vlad 10000% fits the Rokkaku Group stand-in & he actually does have some supernatural powers here due to the influence of the Devil's Record.

Valerie would still be a total Phantom Hater bc Phantom trashing her dad's job would stay the same. I didn't get around to drawing her here tho bc my hands hurt now lol. Also Zero Beat could so obviously be either Dani or Dan in this AU but I couldn't decide which was better so I left that out. I Will Maybe Draw That Later.

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~ Day 18 ~ King ~

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“Pick another alleyway, mate.”

You’re interrupting their sneaky plotting 😒. Anyways, Constantine and Phantom!!! Here to bust ur ghosts!

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Sigo viva créanme

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i need the hazmat suit gone

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i need the hazmat suit gone

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he'd totally say this.

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MisDialed Hearts

inspired by this Prompt

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Tim Drake was cornered—again.

It had been one of those evenings, the kind that made Tim question every life decision that led him to being a CEO and a vigilante. Another gala. Another crowd of sharks in designer suits. Another round of well-meaning Gotham socialites asking about his dating life with a glint in their eyes like they were just waiting to pounce.

He needed out.

That’s when it happened. His phone buzzed with an unknown number. An escape hatch from the universe. A gift from the chaotic gods of Gotham.

Without hesitating, Tim pressed Answer and raised the phone to his ear like it was a lifeline.

“Hey, babe,” he said smoothly, walking briskly toward the exit, waving apologetically to the board members mid-sentence. “You’re calling now? I told you I was gonna be late—don't be mad. I'm on my way.”

There was a long pause on the other end. Then a confused voice said, “Uh. I think I called the wrong number...?”

Tim’s eyes lit up. Jackpot.

“I’ll be there in just a moment to pick you up,” he replied warmly, as if this was a normal thing, as if he hadn’t just started weaving a lie that would need more patching than a Gotham street after Scarecrow blew up half the block.

“Wha–?! Wait—what do you mea—”

Click. Tim hung up with a satisfied smile. He could already feel Babs and Dick squinting suspiciously at him from across the ballroom, probably comparing this situation to “that time Tim faked an uncle for six months.”

He needed someone real to make this lie work. Even if it started with a wrong number.

And he had the number.

— Meanwhile…

Danny Fenton blinked at his phone. He was sitting cross-legged on his twin bed in his Gotham University dorm, textbooks open in front of him, a microwaved quesadilla cooling by his side.

He'd been trying to call his physics lab partner, but either she changed her number or—

Or some random dude just answered way too comfortably and now might be on his way to pick him up. For a date.

“…Gotham,” Danny muttered, flopping backwards and groaning into his pillow. “I’m too tired for this.”

He considered texting the guy back, but he’d barely locked his phone when a black car pulled up in front of his dorm building.

A tall figure stepped out. a sinfully attractive man in a sleek black suit, tossing his keys to a valet who wasn’t even there five seconds ago, like Gotham just conjured them from the shadows.

Tim Drake.

“Are you Danny?” he asked, walking toward him with a smile that said, just go with it, please, but in the most polite, billionaire way possible.

Danny blinked. “Yeah…?”

Tim opened the car door. “Perfect. Sorry I’m late.”

“…okay.” Danny got in. He was too tired to fight this. Also? Tim smelled like expensive cologne and decisions that made bad ideas sound good.

“Just so you know,” Danny said as they pulled into traffic, “I have no idea what’s going on.”

Tim gave him a sideways glance, smirk playing on his lips. “You called me. I just answered.”

“You said you were picking me up for a date.”

“And I’m a man of my word.”

Danny stared at him, dumbfounded. “Are you always like this?”

“Only when I’m being watched.”

Danny glanced behind them. Yep. That was definitely Nightwing in a very poorly concealed civilian outfit tailing their car. Robin was flying overhead. Batgirl’s silhouette was just visible on a rooftop.

“Oh my god,” Danny muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You dragged me into a Bat thing, didn’t you?”

Tim gave him an innocent look. “Do you want dinner? I know a place.”

Danny stared at him for another beat, then leaned back in the seat with a sigh.

“You know what? Fine. You’re hot, I’m tired, and I skipped lunch. Let’s go.”

Tim smirked again. “Excellent. Just don’t be surprised if someone tries to kill us. It’s Gotham, after all.”

Danny groaned. “That’s fine. I’m half-dead anyway.”

Tim raised an eyebrow. “Wait—what?”

Danny smirked this time. “You faked a boyfriend. I fake being alive sometimes. Let’s call it even.”

Tim laughed. “Oh, I like you.”

“I’m still charging you for gas money,” Danny deadpanned.

"But I'm the one driving"

"So."

They were a disaster already. Gotham might never recover.

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~Pōkami Brush Gods~

This took both longer and shorter to do than I thought it would take BUT YEAH IT THEM!! EVERYONE IS HERE!!!

I've been wanting to do this piece ever since I began thinking up who was gonna be who for the brush gods, but also knew it was gonna be really hard to do at the same time, the final layer count came to 73 layers its insane how many I used! I'm very very happy how it came out in the end, especially when I remembered I could texture layers on Sai again to make the piece a bit more weathered and papery like the OG image this is based off of!

Best I could do but still very proud of how it came together in the end!

Zoomed in shots of everyone for easier viewing under the cut!

Original Pokami post that also links the individual brush gods posts

Look at all of them guys!

And! A teeny tiny wandering surveyor Rei!!

With this being under the cut PLEASE tumblr do not eat this version Ive tried everything and the tags for searching up the other ones get ruined!!! I WANT THE WORLD TO SEE POKAMI MY DUMB PASSION AND I WORK SO HARD ON THIS ONEEEEE!!! ;W;

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Danny barging into the wayne mansion wearing a hoddie and holding a tray of fudge.

"WHERE IS THE OLD MAN?!"

All the bats and birds panicing bc a random broke theu their security measures. Bruce being first to look at him"hey now, i dont think i'm~"

he gets cut off by Danny. "NOT YOU! THE OLD MAN!"

Alfred steps out of the dining room fixing his gloves and suit. Before he can speak danny shoves the plate of fudge in his hands"Happy fathers day from thomas and his wife. They have not stopped hounding me for weeks. And im tired. Please tell me i can say their baby brucie is fine." He says half pleading.

Alfred breaks a small smile before laughing lightly"yes indeed. They are doing well. I am so terribly sorry to have put you in this position. Perhaps we can make it up to you by having you stay for dinner?"

Bruce and the kids are glading ready for a fight unsure of how to interact in this moment."Umm Alfred, do you know this kid?" Dick asks breaking the silence.

Danny turns to him"are you baby brucie? Bc i swear to ancients i need to punch you and i hope you are an adult." Silence as crickets sounds before dick breaks down laughing."no he is behind you ready to punch you himself. Can umm you explain?"

Danny pauses thinking a moment before amiling"you offered me free food. I will gladly accept! Oh! That reminds me! The fudge isnt poisoned or ecto contaminated. So it is safe for normal humans to consume as well as whatever the hell you all are." He waves and follows Alfred theu to the kitchen.

Bruce panic buttons the rest to come home for dinner. This is gonna be a long night.

Meanwhile tim is texting Kon to being supes and jon with him to dinner tonight. Things are about to be spicy!

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Sometimes you just have to carry your little brother like a sack of potatoes

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Sometimes you just have to carry your little brother like a sack of potatoes

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i’ve been practicing my colors a lot more, and who better to test that on than our resident glowing spook! 👻

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African wild dog pups

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African wild dog pups

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my jaw hit the floor

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let’s hoard with mama :}