TERRIFIC TUESDAY: CROSSOVERS
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theladymore again. Here with another rosing round of prompting for your entertainment. Today's themes is CROSSOVERS. Ever have two characters in two fandoms you just want to meet? Today's your chance to get some real nice crossovers.
Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
Star Wars/Agents of SHIELD, Han Solo/Melinda May, The ride of your life.
Agents of Shield/Stargate Atlantis, Phil Coulson/Elizabeth Weir, Diplomatic relations
Stargate Atlantis/Marvel Cinematic Universe, John Sheppard/Clint Barton, You Shook me All Night Long
Once Upon a Time/Star Wars, Regina Mills/Leia Organa, And I'm in love with being Queen
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theladymore again. Here with another rosing round of prompting for your entertainment. Today's themes is CROSSOVERS. Ever have two characters in two fandoms you just want to meet? Today's your chance to get some real nice crossovers.Just a few rules:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
Use the character's full names and fandom's full name for ease adding to the Lonely Prompts spreadsheet.
No spoilers in prompts for a month after airing, or use the spoiler cut option found here.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space, or use the above mentioned spoiler cut.
Prompts should be formatted as follows: [Use the character's full names and fandom's full name]
Fandom, Character +/ Character, Prompt
Some examples to get the ball rolling...
Star Wars/Agents of SHIELD, Han Solo/Melinda May, The ride of your life.
Agents of Shield/Stargate Atlantis, Phil Coulson/Elizabeth Weir, Diplomatic relations
Stargate Atlantis/Marvel Cinematic Universe, John Sheppard/Clint Barton, You Shook me All Night Long
Once Upon a Time/Star Wars, Regina Mills/Leia Organa, And I'm in love with being Queen
We are now using AO3 to bookmark filled prompts. If you fill a prompt and post it to AO3 please add it to the Bite Sized Bits of Fic from 2016 collection. See further notes on this new option here.
Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Check out the just created Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.
While the Lonely Prompts Spreadsheet and LJ's advanced search options are available, bookmarking the links of prompts you like might work better for searching for in the future.
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Date: 2016-02-09 05:22 am (UTC)Fill: and baby (I'll rule) 1/2
Date: 2016-02-10 01:18 am (UTC)“Who are you there, in the weeds? Show yourself, girl.” A woman’s voice filters out from the carriage.
Leia bristles. “Who are you calling girl? I’m—“ she almost uses her rank, but she knows how to speak the language of types like this. “I’m Princess Leia Organa of Alderaan. Who might you be?” She stands tall, even though her helmet is slipping to cover her eyes and her smock is smudged with dirt.
The carriage door opens, revealing a woman in a blood-red dress and black hat, her long, glistening black nails curled around the door handle. “Aren’t you a little short to be a princess?” The woman sneers at Leia down her nose, her wide-brimmed hat still shielding her eyes as she sits in the carriage. “And Alderaan must not be a very prosperous kingdom if I’ve never heard of it.”
Leia swallows hard, feeling a flush crawl to her face. “Well. It was destroyed. But that didn’t destroy my title.” Did it? I actually haven’t thought much about this. “I’ve come to this planet to destroy a shield generator for the bettering of the galaxy. Are you going to stand in my way, ma’am?”
The brim of the hat rises sharply as the woman looks up. Leia almost gasps—she’s beautiful, strikingly so, with raven-dark hair, red lips, and steely eyes piercing Leia right through her armor. “What nonsense are you sputtering, child? This is the Enchanted Forest. Whatever a shield generator is, we don’t have one. I should know,” she says, stepping out of the carriage in a flurry of long skirts, “I’m Regina, the queen of the land you stand upon.”
Leia feels a cold drop in her stomach—they must’ve missed the landing. If they’re not on Endor, then they’re up Bantha fodder creek without a paddle. “This isn’t Endor?” Her manners come to her in a rush—she is, after all, born of royalty. She drops to her knee. “Your majesty.”
Regina smirks, lips curling into a pleased smile at the honorific. “I’ve never heard of your Endor, but if you’re looking to be somewhere far from here, I may have a way to assist. Only, of course, if you’ll assist me in something.”
“I’ll certainly try,” Leia says, hesitating. “What do you need?” She needs to get herself and the boys to Endor, and soon, but Regina is deeply unsettling in the same way Han is, only more dangerous. She leaves Leia flushed and annoyed, yet still wanting more.
Regina removes her silk gloves in a way that makes Leia swallow hard. “I’m looking for another magic user, one who can help me with a difficult spell. And you,” she breathes out the word, looking Leia up and down, “positively reek of magic.” She wrinkles her nose at Leia’s battle gear. “And of something else, unfortunately.”
Leia ignores the jab. “Magic is for children. And for people who don’t believe in the Force.” The thing is, she’s not a very experienced Force-user, but she knows Regina is very sensitive to it. The forest seems to bend around her, shiver to her will, and not just in the way a kingdom bows to its ruler. “Have your people not accepted the Force?”
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:20 am (UTC)Trip sat on the beach under the palm tree and watched as the waves gently creeper up the shore with the incoming tide. Calleigh had called him to tell him the outcome of the case and Horatio’s subsequent mood. He’d been at the Marina trying to work on a motor most of the day watching the clock so he could time his arrival home to when Horatio would be finished swimming. Apparently he’d misjudged his lover’s reaction. Horatio had put a lot of extra time and much of himself into the case of the murdered child and now that the killer was caught. He was home, hopefully for an extended amount of time.
He saw Horatio turn around at the buoy and head back to shore. Swimming to Horatio was like running for some people. A way to shut down your brain and stop thinking. Trip wondered how many laps his lover had made before he got there. Because this was the third and hopefully last, he was watching Horatio complete.
He sighed in relief as he watched Horatio stand and head his direction. He knew by Horatio posture that there was still so much the swim hadn’t worked out of Horatio’s system. He had an idea how to solve that, especially since there was nothing he liked more than a wet Horatio, the way the water slid down his chest and got caught in the ginger curls. The way his body was cool from the water and slightly salty.
He stood as Horatio drew closer and held out the town for his lover to take.
“Who called you?”
“Calleigh,” he said, although he knew Horatio already knew the answer to the question.
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I wasn’t going to ask. The only thing I want to know is outside shower or hot tub?”
“What?”
“Where you want me to fuck you senseless? Outside shower or hot tub? You know seeing you went gets me all hot and bothered,” he said with a smile as he took the towel from Horatio’s hand and ran his fingers down his chest.
“Outside shower,” Horatio decided.
Trip reached up and cupped along the back of Horatio’s neck and urged him forward, kissing him when they stood chest to chest. “Good choice.” And with that he led Horatio to the shower they’d built together. He had plans to soap Horatio all over, fuck him against the wall and then move them to the hot tub. Where he could hold Horatio and maybe make slow love to him again. And after all of that he’d listen as Horatio filled in the blanks from what Calleigh had already told him.
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Date: 2016-02-09 06:13 am (UTC)I so want to see this written. I don't know Suits or I'd do it
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Date: 2016-02-09 06:52 am (UTC)Fill: plus some Sandman
Date: 2016-02-09 09:21 pm (UTC)I'm a wizard. I see things, sense things other people don't.
And something about that girl was hinky.
She wasn't flirting with Shadow, which was an embarrassing relief (and something I worried about more than I cared to admit, because he'd been married once). She wasn't afraid of him, either, which was a surprise, because I was a big guy, and Shadow made me look like a scarecrow. And he didn't even need a giant leather duster to do it.
But she was very cheerful, for a goth girl, smiling at people as they passed. Except for that moment when a boy walked by, and she looked inexplicably sad.
"Hey Chad," she said.
He blinked at her.
She winked. "See you later."
"How do you know my name?" The boy wanted to ask more, but his friends chivvied him along.
Yes, she was seriously hinky.
"Hello, Harry Dresden," she said when she saw me. Judging by the glint in her eyes, she knew my full name. My skin crawled.
"Harry," Shadow murmured. He dipped his chin at me. He wasn't ashamed of us, but he wasn't about to get all PDA-happy on the sidewalk with me either.
"Shadow says the food here's really good," the girl said.
"Some of the best," I promised. She was so damn cheerful and nice. It was freaking me out.
Mac's was pretty empty, because it was a Tuesday night. There were a couple of young guys in the corner wolfing down food and talking in low voices. Mac was behind the bar, playing chess against himself.
I stepped up first, reached into my pocket for my wallet so he'd know I was good for the meal.
"Hey Mac," I began. I never expected a response, because he was Mac.
He didn't answer me.
He looked at the girl and said, "You."
"Me," she agreed.
"Is it time?"
"Not quite. But soon. You have time to get your affairs in order," she said. "In the meantime, I hear your food is awesome." And she grinned.
Mac turned an accusing glare at Shadow, who sighed and raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, which wasn't all that reassuring from a guy his size.
"She followed me here," he said.
"It's not like I wouldn't have come if I hadn't run into my old cousin," the girl said.
"Cousin?" I arched an eyebrow at Shadow. "You never mentioned any extended family besides –" I made a vague motion that encapsulated the entirety of Norse mythology.
Shadow sighed. "Harry, this is Death. Death, you already know him, because you always already know everybody."
And that hinky feeling slammed into me a hundred fold.
Death plunked herself down at the bar and placed her order like she had the menu memorized.
Mac nodded - he never wrote anything down - and fired up the grill. Shadow sat down beside her and didn't say anything.
I'd like to say I was a brave little soldier and sat down too, but I didn't. I froze. Because...Death.
But then Shadow curled his fingers through mine, tugged me down beside him so I could feel the comforting warmth of his bulk, and I smiled at Mac for quite possibly the last time, and asked for my usual.
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:28 am (UTC)Fill: "A Birthday Surprise" - Brooklyn Nine-Nine/WH13 - Rosa/Claudia
Date: 2016-07-25 06:37 pm (UTC)"Rosa?" Claudia says. Her eyes get big, and though she has so many questions for Cherie, her mind goes blank because she's here. "I'm sorry - be right back," she says, and Cherie dismisses her with a wink and a smile.
"Rosa, what are you doing here?" Her hand automatically goes to Rosa's, pulling it into her own and enjoying the warmth.
"Why wouldn't I be?" Rosa Diaz responds. "It's your birthday. Kind of a big deal."
The couple stand there, saying so much with their eyes, that Claudia doesn't even notice it when Pete walks up. She only realizes it when Rosa stiffens somewhat, gripping Claudia's hand tightly.
"So who's your friend?" Pete asks with a leer.
Rosa turns to Claudia and asks, "Want me to hit him?"
Before Claudia can respond, Pete replies, "Hey, if you two are gonna make out, that'll totally be worth, say, a punch to the stomach, maybe?"
Claudia just shakes her head, then pulls Rosa into a kiss. It's gentle at first, but Rosa makes it dirty as her tongue dances out against Claudia's, and her strong hand rubs down Claudia's tight jeans.
Smiling, Claudia pulls Rosa towards the exit before Pete has a chance to come out of his stupor. "What's the rush?" Rosa asks as they push their way outside and Rosa guides them to her rental car.
"It's still my birthday for three hours, and I want to celebrate!"
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:41 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2016-02-09 09:36 pm (UTC)Samandriel has a job to do. Because he's a diligent angel, he shows up to his new post a couple of days early, because he needs to get used to Alfie's body if he wants to operate effectively on earth. So he lives with Alfie's family, goes to Alfie's work, but avoids Alfie's friends, instead walking on the beach and enjoying what humanity takes for granted. Five senses. Sun. Warm breeze. Salt in the air. Sea spray when the waves crash on the shore. He stays on the beach for hours and hours, playing volleyball when some other teenagers invite him, eating ice cream and other treats from the treat shack.
The chance to come to earth, the help the Winchesters, this is a gift. He will treasure it for eternity. And he will do his job right.
He has to stop Crowley from obtaining the demon tablet and ensure no one knows anything about the angel tablet, and he will carry out his mission to the best of his ability.
When he tips his head back and looks at the sky, he realizes the stars are – well, that's not good. He has a job to do. He can't allow anything to interrupt it. So he throws his grace wide, so everyone in the immediate vicinity stays asleep when the ground rumbles. They stay asleep when the seas roil, when buoys are swallowed beneath the waves, when islands are drowned and new ones are formed. They stay asleep when the creature's dark head first breaches the surface. They stay asleep when it spreads its mighty wings, when it opens its tentacled mouth and roars.
And then it heads for the shore.
It's about to climb onto the land when it spots him standing there, gazing at it, eyes fiery and blue with grace.
It pauses and tilts its head, makes a questioning sound that shakes the eighth and ninth dimensions.
"Wait," Samandriel begs. "Please. Not right now. Look, I know the stars are right, but I have a job to do, and this is my only chance on earth, but maybe if I do this right Naomi will let me come back, so can I get a raincheck? Please? I'll re-align the stars. I promise. Another thousand years, okay?"
And Samandriel really is heaven's most adorable angel, because the creature looks sympathetic, if untold millenia of horror can be focused into an energy-wave akin to sympathy, and it lumbers back into the sea, and it dives down, and the buoys float back up, and the island configurations are righted, and Samandriel can call his grace back to him, but the people stay asleep.
He heads back to Alfie's house, but before he goes, he rearranges the stars, and he sends his gratitude into the eighth and ninth dimensions.
Next time, then.
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Date: 2016-02-09 07:45 am (UTC)Old freinds discuss lost lovers.
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Date: 2016-02-09 08:04 am (UTC)Hey there, sugar baby, saw you twice at the pop show
You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll
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Date: 2016-02-09 08:06 am (UTC)FILL: MCU/JL, Sam Wilson/John Stewart – Romancing Skills
Date: 2016-02-09 11:10 am (UTC)Here is my first try at actually writing it. I hope it's okay.
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When you were a superhero it was difficult to predict anything, especially when it came to making any long-term plans, or even planning dates. Superheroes were needed at all times, sometimes even during the most inconvenient moments, and Sam was perfectly aware of that fact even before he started working with Captain America.
Since meeting Steve and Natasha, and later also the rest of the Avengers, Sam's place had became some sort of a meeting point for some of them when they weren't spending their time at the Avengers Tower. And Sam didn't mind that at all. He enjoyed having people over, and chatting with Steve, Natasha and Bucky or cooking with Clint was among his favorite things to do.
But it would be nice to be able to actually spend some time with his boyfriend (he was going to keep calling John that, doesn’t matter how many times John would raise his eyebrow at him) from time to time. They were seeing each other for two months already and during this time they had managed to meet less times than Sam would have liked, and he was counting only times that had lasted longer than an hour, since flying into each other when they had been going to meet with their respective teams did not count.
Still, even if they weren’t able to meet as often as they would like, all of their dates had been very memorable. And John was a romantic type, which Sam had realized during their first date, when John had been doing everything exactly right, even if he had been listening to some pieces of advice from Wally West (which Sam had found out by accident later, and it was pretty hilarious).
One Saturday, however, Sam had contacted the Avengers, telling them that he had a date and they could contact him only in case of emergencies. Serious emergencies. It was his turn to surprise John with a nice dinner. Not that he minded John ordering their food, but Sam liked to cook when he could, and home-cooked meal was always a good idea for a date, right? After Clint had sent him some recipes he thought Sam could try, Sam finally had time to prepare an awesome dinner for John.
A few hours later, after Sam let John in the apartment, the other man sneaked one arm around Sam’s waist and pulled him into a long, gentle kiss.
“Well, hello to you, too,” Sam murmured against his lips, not even trying to hold back the smile that appeared on his face when John pressed a small kiss to the side of his jaw.
“I brought wine,” John said and Sam took the bottle from him, looking at the label. “I wasn’t sure what you liked, so I hope this one’s okay.”
“No, it’s fine. More than fine, actually. Someone keeps upgrading his romancing skills, I see. Do I even want to know how much you paid for this stuff?”
One corner of John’s mouth raised in a smirk and Sam snorted, wondering if John knowing Bruce Wayne had something to do with him bringing a damn good wine for a simple dinner. But it didn’t matter much in the end, since and John and the wine were already there.
“The food’s almost finished,” he said as he put the bottle on the table and moved to wrap his arm around John’s waist. “So, how do you feel about a romantic dinner now that we are both free tonight?”
John moved one hand to touch the back of Sam’s neck, pressing their lips together, and it was answer enough.
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Date: 2016-02-09 08:07 am (UTC)also known as IDK gimme anything with themno subject
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