Monday: Fusions

[beth-soprano.livejournal.com]

Hi, I'm beth_soprano and I'm your guest host for this week!

The theme for today is fusions. Ever wonder what would happen if your favorite character from one fandom was placed in another fandom? Let's see!

Rules:

You can leave up to five prompts, with no more than three prompts per fandom. If your prompt is filled, you can leave another prompt.

No spoilers in your prompts until a week after the original material has been released. If your fic contains spoilers, leave a warning in bold and three spaces at the top of your comment.

Please format your prompt correctly! (Our code monkeys like their sanity :D)

Format examples:

Sanctuary, Kate/Will, Star Wars
Leverage, Parker, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
Star Trek TOS, Number One, Doctor Who

Don't forget to check out the lonely prompts if none of today's prompts catch your eyes.

Have fun!

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[mulder200.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean/Castiel, Stargate Sg-1

Not Since The Sex Pollen Planet

[pandionpandeus.livejournal.com]

Dean doesn’t usually take much notice of the scientists that aren’t Sam, but when his brother gets sick with an off-world version of the flu, he’s rather forced to notice the temporary nerd assigned to his team.

And then he wonders why he never bothered looking before.

Because, Castiel? Is fucking gorgeous and it’s messing with Dean’s whole world view.

Scientists aren’t supposed to be gorgeous. Well, except for Carter and she’s the exception that proves the rule. Scientists are supposed to be thin and lanky and wear glasses and spout geek talk like it’s the only language they’ve ever learned and English is something that only lower lifeforms speak.

They’re not supposed to be endearingly clumsy and kind of adorably socially awkward and request that Dean repeat what he just said six billion times because the guy’s never heard that word said quite like that before while Dean looks at unnaturally blue eyes and wonders when he became such a girl.

It gets bad enough that Gabriel mentions it, loudly and obnoxiously as is his wont and Dean is forced to try to shut him up while simultaneously wishing he could turn invisible or sink into the ground or get vaporized by a Goa’uld and hope to fucking hell that Castiel didn’t hear any of that.

The universe doesn’t love him that much, though.
He does turn invisible, almost sinks through the ground and narrowly misses being vaporized by a Goa’uld, but Castiel hears every single word.

And when Dean’s restored to his usual self (minus a few hairs that hadn’t narrowly missed being vaporized by a Goa’uld) the scientist asks him about it.

Except before he can say anything, Gabriel leans in and tells Castiel that Dean’s wanted to accelerate the scientist’s neurons pretty badly since day one and Dean can’t find the words to deny it.

As it turns out, however, Castiel is perfectly on board with having his neurons accelerated by Dean.

And Dean? Apologizes to a very confused Sam about ever making fun of his profession because it’s only because of Sam that Dean knows the few geeky come-ons he does and Castiel loves every single one of them and Dean hasn’t gotten this lucky since the planet with the sex pollen.

[wolfish-willow.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Gabriel, Criminal Minds

[linguology.livejournal.com]

Community, Abed, Star Trek: DS9

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Ba'al, Stargate SG1

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Sam/Eric, True Blood

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds/Runaways, Morgan and Garcia, Morgan is Victor Mancha and Garcia is Gert Yorkes

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Firefly, Simon, Supernatural

[allira-dream.livejournal.com]

Every now and then, Simon wondered if everything was worthy. These questions usually came after a hunt, usually when they had been just about to be killed and then, at the last minute, River managed that almost-impossible shot or when he could thrust a knife over the monster-of-the-day weak spot.

Then, while they wrapped bandages around each other, when River's mind started slipping away again, the way it always did once the adrenaline wore off, Simon allowed himself the bitterness of asking if it was worthy. Sure, they had killed one baddy, but two or three would be there the next day, and the next day, and the next, a never-ending story of suck and pain, where his medical studies were only used to fix them both after they were injured, before they had to run away again.

But then River smiles at him, her mind slowly, ever-so-slowly working to come back from where those demons had tortured her, and she hugs him for a moment before she loses herself again inside her nightmares, or maybe his little sister will be sleeping calmy on the backseat, the nightmares not yet there and Simon knows that while he would have done anything to spare her the hurt, once it was there, there's nothing he wouldn't do to keep his mei-mei safe.

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Heroes, Nathan, Stargate SG1

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Fast & Furious, Brian, Transformers

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

The Losers, any/all, Supernatural

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any/all, Band of Brothers

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack/Ianto, Highlander

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Author's Choice, Holly Black's White Cat

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Band of Brothers, any/all, The Losers

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Lies of Locke Lamora, Locke/Jean, Leverage

[beth-soprano.livejournal.com]

Sanctuary, any, Leverage

[beth-soprano.livejournal.com]

When You Reach Me, Marcus, Stargate SG-1

[ryuutchi.livejournal.com]

Young Avengers, Kate/Eli, Criminal Minds

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

Fast & Furious, Dom/Brian, Supernatural

[mute90.livejournal.com]

Brian races a ghost.

When the roads are clear and the tracks are empty, he sits in his orange Supra and waits for a Black Charger. It pulls up beside him and Dom glances over from the driver’s eat. It’s the same words. “That railroad crossing is exactly a quarter mile away from here…”

Dom turns to look at him and, this time, Brian doesn’t look away. Nothing on that road is more important than what’s right across from him. “Don’t try it,” he says.

In response, Dom revs his engine.

Brian smacks the steering wheel hard enough to send a jolt of pain up his arm. “Damn it, Dom!”

Dom doesn’t look at him.

Brian thinks he’s going to go again. He’d race the train, race Brian, and win it all just to lose to an eighteen-wheeler he never saw coming. It would all replay like some bad fucking movie – again. Brian’s not sure he could take it.

Dom’s next words are so quiet that Brian almost thinks he didn’t hear right. “I live my life a quarter mile at a time.”

Brian’s got only one thing to say to that: “Stop.”

Dom looked at him, the light turned green, and neither moved.

Dom fades away, finally moves on like he should've done all those years ago.

Brian tosses his FBI badge out of the window, waits for the light to turn green again, and races a memory.

[munnin-odanin.livejournal.com]

DCU, Batman, Sherlock Holmes

[ravenspear.livejournal.com]

Firefly/Battlestar Galactica; River/Leoben; Supernatual.

Firefly/Battlestar Galactica; River/Leoben; Dervish

[trillianastra.livejournal.com]

River whirls across the room like a dervish, the knives in her hands glinting in the light as they slice into the demon she faces. For a fraction of a moment Leoben is caught up in watching her and pauses, frozen.

He returns to the moment when River cries out, “Now!”, signalling to him that she has the demon in position. He raises the antique Colt in his hand, aims, and fires a single shot. The demon's former host falls to the floor.

River lets herself relax from her battle-ready stance. She wipes the blood from her knives and sheaths them quickly, then kneels next to the body.

She reaches out gingerly and closes the host's eyes, and murmurs sorry. Leoben is reminded that for all her talents, part of her is still the scared teenage girl that was experimented on so cruelly.

She rises from the floor and dusts off her clothes briskly. “One down. What now?”

“I heard that the Winchesters are in town. We should make contact.”

She smiles. “All right.” She walks over to him, kisses him quickly, and adds, “Can we at least eat first?”

“If you want,” he says, “We have plenty of time.”

[phoenixofborg.livejournal.com]

BtVS, Giles, Buffy, Faith, and Dawn, Batman and the first 3 Robins.

[shobogan.livejournal.com]

He hadn't planned on recruiting Buffy's younger sister. He had not, in fact, planned on recruiting anyone at all, not after Faith. Rough, wild, beautiful Faith, foul mouth and big heart, dead defending the father who'd abandoned her.

But Dawn had come to him. Apparently she went to Buffy first, shocked the hell out of her with what she knew; apparently little Dawnie saw more than anyone ever thought. The girl had got it into her head that he needed a partner, that he was falling without one.

Buffy refused, of course. She had her own identity now, leading her Titans - Xander the changeling, Willow the cyborg, Angel the demon, Tara the Amazon, Anya the alien.

So Dawn marched herself up to his manor (taking time to comment that it was more an enormous library than anything) and told him she wanted to be Robin.

He would have simply refused, but he knew very well she was fool enough to start prowling the night on her own. And no matter what she thought, watching her sister train wasn't enough.

So he agreed to train her. He hadn't intended to ever put her in that costume, and she knew it.

So, naturally, she made a different one.

"See how this one has pants, Giles? Seriously, you shouldn't let Buffy design things."

[samueljames]

Breakfast Club, Bender, Dogma

Dogma, The Breakfast Club, Bender (and the Metatron)

[entropynchaos.livejournal.com]

He’s driving back to the station, coming off of night shift – and fuck you, Mr Vernon. Being a cop is totally making something of yourself and John wonders if Vernon would be disappointed that John’s not in prison instead. Probably. Mr Vernon was always a dick.

Anyway, he’s driving, passenger seat empty ‘cause his partner called in sick earlier…and then it’s not. Empty, that is, because there’s suddenly someone sitting there and John hasn’t done pot for years so there’s no reason he should be seeing shit now.

He jerks at the wheel, pulling the car over to the sidewalk and thanking God or who the fuck ever that it’s three in the morning and there’s no one else out on the road.

“What,” John starts (after he’s got the keys out of the ignition and his heart doesn’t feel like it’s going to explode in his chest. “What the fucking hell…”

“Oi! Less of the language, if you don’t mind.”

The guy’s got a British accent and he looks really pissed off which, John thinks, is a bit rich considering he was the one who just appeared out of thin air. John reaches for the radio, intent on calling this in – although what he’s planning on saying he doesn’t know – but the radio turns to a liquorice whip in his hand.

He closes his eyes and counts to ten slowly in his head, breathing as calmly as he can. The department psych guy suggested it as a preventative measure against anger but John figures it’ll work just as well for fear and for getting rid of hallucinations.

“Once you’ve quite finished with the histrionics…I’ve already been sprayed with a fire extinguisher this evening.”

John counts to twenty instead and then, just to be safe, adds another ten.

“Oh, for the love of…” British guy starts. “Look, just calm the bloody fuck down already. You’ve got a job to do.”

“In case you haven’t noticed,” John says, throwing in a little of his old teenage attitude ‘cause why the fuck not, right? “I’ve got a job.”

“And fascinating as I’m sure it is,” the guy says, “the fate of the entirety of creation is at stake. There’s an all-night diner down the street. You could probably use some coffee if you’re going to stay awake for this.”

John bangs his head against the steering wheel twice and then looks up.

“You’re paying, right?” he asks. “’Cause I want waffles.”

[samueljames]

CSI:NY, Adam Ross, NCIS

[sexycazzy.livejournal.com]

"Need your help, Ross," Gibbs walked in the labs, with a laptop in his hands.

Adam turned around and grinned, "How can I help, Boss?"

"Here," Gibbs handed the laptop over. "Find out what's on here."

"Sure, shouldn't be a problem," Adam took the laptop. Gibbs nodded and was about to turn around to leave when Adam called out to him to wait.

Gibbs looked over his shoulder, raising an eyebrow.

Adam pointed to the office behind them, "Abby wanted to see you."

Gibbs turned and walked towards the office, pointing to the laptop. "Get that fixed quickly."

"Yes, Boss," Adam made a small salute and Gibbs rolled his eyes as he walked into the office.

Adam chuckled when he saw Abby jump up and waving her arms in an excited way while Gibbs tried to calm her down.

He turned to the laptop and begin to work on it.

[samueljames]

Torchwood, Andy Davidson, The Bill