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Buffy Summers, Captain of the USS Enterprise. The X-Men joining the Justice League. Shinigami meeting Death himself.

That's right, today's theme is crossovers! Take two series and make them meet, in whatever way you like.

Just keep the rules in mind:

No more than three prompts for the same fandom.
No more than five prompts in a row.
If one of your prompts is filled, you can prompt again.
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Warn for any spoilers for your fic in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text.

And don't forget to save our code monkeys some grief - follow the format!

Doctor Who/Sherlock, Ten/Sherlock, A Study in Time
Supernatural/Death Note, Castiel + Ryuk, not any Reaper he'd seen before

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Good Omens/Sherlock, Crowley and Sherlock, Some things no human can explain.

From:

itcomesinphases.livejournal.com

Excerpt from the unpublished writings of Dr. John Watson:

It was a little past noon on a warm and drowsy Sunday when I first encountered Mr. Crowley. It was common enough to pass one of Sherlock's strange visitors on the stairs. A man wearing a nice coat, fashionable hat and tinted glasses was not so far out of the ordinary. I thought nothing of it, at first.

Sherlock was visibly disturbed. He paced and fidgeted and muttered to himself in a manner most uncharacteristic and he would not confide in me the nature of his troubles.

Mr. Crowley, Sherlock informed me, was one of those rare phenomena that simply could not be explained by science or logic. And that was all he said until quite some time later.

Sherlock was more himself after supper and a glass of brandy. "It seems on the surface," he said, "as though I've just been hired to reunite Mr. Crowley with his old friend Mr. Aziraphale and the farther I look into it the more I think that is indeed the case."

"You rarely accept such simple work."

"It is deceptively simple. The way an onion appears simple until one starts cutting. I doubt I shall confide the particulars of this case to you, dear Watson. You would probably assume that I had gone mad."

I knew what he was up to. Teasing me with just enough information to peak my interests and then denying me more facts was the surest way to stifle any incredulity on my part until Sherlock had presented all of his reasoning. "Nonsense, Sherlock. You're the most sane man I know. I doubt you could say anything that would doubt your sanity." I played into his hands, of course.

"Mr. Crowley is a demon and his friend Mr. Aziraphale is an angel."

The look on Watson's face could have been accurately described as "Bwuh?"

"It shouldn't be too hard do discover Mr. Aziraphale. In fact I already know where to look." Sherlock continued as casually as if he had said 'the sky is blue'. "The problem seems to be that Mr. Aziraphale does not want to be found my Mr. Crowley."

"Stop. Stop." Watson was massaging his temples in an effort to keep his brain from oozing out his ears. "One of us is absolutely barking mad and I don't know which would be worse; that you had finally cracked or that your particular brand of affable insanity had finally started to affect me negatively."

"I won't say I told you so."

"You just did."

"Oh, I did, didn't I?"

"Holmes!"

"Alright. Take a deep breath and another sip of brandy. There's a good man. In a few minutes we'll have a visit from Mr. Aziraphale. He'll tell us his side of the quarrel with Mr. Crowley and implore me not to reveal his location to the demon."

Just then there was a knock at the door.

oh hai. this came out of nowhere and doesn't exactly fill the prompt but idk thought I'd share it. also; first post here. hello everyone