Monday: Crossovers
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comment_ficBuffy 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:
And don't forget to save our code monkeys some grief - follow the format!
None of these prompts catch your eye? Don't forget about our Lonely Prompts!
tag = crossovers
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.
- No spoilers in your prompts for at least a week after the airdate/release.
- 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
None of these prompts catch your eye? Don't forget about our Lonely Prompts!
tag = crossovers
cry, little sister - PG, implied Peter/Neal
Date: 2010-09-13 03:15 pm (UTC)It was a job gone horribly, terribly wrong, and of course, Parker was there, that little girl from the last home he ever let the system put him in, the one he almost couldn't save.
He saw the earpiece get smashed, the last act she had strength for, and he kept up a steady stream of bullshit, throwing in the code for now, Peter, come in now, I’m completely fucked, there’s an innocent bystander bleeding out, Peter now Peter now now now in a dozen different ways.
He slid across the floor to try and help her, put pressure on the wound, keep her from bleeding out. “Hey, Parker,” he murmured, ignoring the gunmen, their target’s hired goons. If he had a gun of his own… but he didn’t, he hated guns, he’s just really good with them.
“Noah?” she gasped, eyes blinking at him before sliding away.
“Yeah,” he whispered. There was so much blood…
He almost sobbed in relief when Peter yelled, “FBI! Freeze!”
And then Peter was beside him, voice gentle and hands firm, as he put pressure on Parker’s wound, and he said, “Hello, Parker. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Nate?” she asked, voice weaker than the last time she spoke.
“No,” Peter answered as Neal demanded an ambulance from the phone he just picked out of Peter’s pocket. “I’m Peter Burke. Don’t worry, Parker, you’ll be just fine. And we won’t even book you this time, since you helped us.”
“I-I did?” Her eyelashes kept fluttering shut and Neal grabbed her hand, staring at Peter, begging him to do something, anything, because—Parker.
“Yes, Parker,” Peter said, eyes flicking to Neal before focused back on her. “You saved Neal’s life. And we’re going to save yours.”
(Later, after she’d been stabilized and Neal could breathe again, he didn’t mention the four people he knew didn’t work for the hospital who kept visiting her. He suspected Peter knew that, too. And when she vanished as soon as was safe, Peter didn’t look too hard.)
Re: cry, little sister - PG, implied Peter/Neal
Date: 2010-09-13 11:56 pm (UTC)Worried!Neal!
Delicate, hurt!Parker!
And Peter....
Peter was so awesome. You could really feel the comfort in his words. (Not surprised that Parker would mistake him for Nate).
Again, wonderful job.
Thanks for responding! :)
Re: cry, little sister - PG, implied Peter/Neal
Date: 2010-09-14 12:36 pm (UTC)