I need to get my writing mojo back.
Therefore, here is the Crossover Quickmeme!
I will give you a list of fandoms I write in, as well as an origiverse or two. Origiverses will be marked with a *.
You pick two of these and leave them in a comment, along with a few characters who you know I can write and a prompt.
Any kind of crossover is permissible, be
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"Why can't this wait until class?" Ron demanded.
"I want to know why Professor Dumbledore would hire a teacher who requires an interpreter," Hermione said, her eyes shining. "He must be really good for that kind of expense."
"Expense?" Harry asked blankly.
Hermione sighed. "The interpreter needs to be paid too, Harry. Honestly, if you'd think for three seconds you'd be able to figure these things out for yourself." She tried the door and discovered it was open. "Come on," she said, and dragged her friends in after her.
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"How do I get talked into these things?" Jonathan muttered under his breath as he navigated the treacherous castle towards the classroom.
"Someone waved a bag of coins under your nose," Imhotep answered.
Jonathan glared at him. "You have no idea what I said just now. You refuse to learn English, or any other modern language for that matter."
Imhotep smirked. "And when are you not complaining, ( ... )
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...as is Voldemort for that matter. Imhotep will be all "pfft, I defeated ancient gods. You're like. A bug. Maybe."
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I wish this was an entire fic dedicated to the concept. :D
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Frog shook his great green head. "That was not Flea. Where is the true one?"
A low, sultry chuckle echoed around the room. "I am here," a new voice said. "Right here..."
Marle and Rarity both turned to where the false magician had been, Marle raising her crossbow and Rarity drawing her arrow back.
Before their eyes, the ugly little bat that had followed them from the cave's beginning transformed into a beautiful woman.
Rarity's eyes narrowed.
"Greetings, little green one!" the magician crowed.
"Who are you?" Marle demanded, her finger on the trigger.
Metal scraped on metal as Frog drew the Masamune. "She is a powerful magician. Do not lower your guard!" he cautioned. "Flea is not the mere woman she seems."
"Yes, yes," said Flea, halfway between boredom and pouting. "I'm a man after all, right?"
"What the-- that's a guyRarity wasn't sure why Marle was so surprised. After all, Flea had clearly demonstrated that he could change forms as he pleased ( ... )
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Only if you think you can write Jonathan, though. I don't remember if you can or not so I thought I might as well ask since Bex had.
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But you are my Kat and I love you so you are free to specify more or pick something new as your heart desires.
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Or just Jonathan and skullified Imhotep in the Dresden Files. Whatever you get inspiration for, bb. <3
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Zuko and any of the kids.
either...
1) zuko was the one who broke vase
2) zuko got lost and ended up in the host club, and suou tries to find out what he likes
there must chaos. muchos chaos.
or Avatar and circle of magic.
one of the pricklies [rosethorn and/or briar] has Opinions about Aang.
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avatar and circle of magic then. Cuz I have yet to see decent Circle of Magic fic, and i know you're an awesome writer and will blast me away.
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On Discipline's roof beside him, Daja shrugged. "Some people are naturally cheerful."
"Weird people."
"He isn't people," Sandry said softly. "Not completely, anyway. Lark says he has a stronger presence within him, an ancient one."
"...you mean he's possessed?" Daja asked after a moment of stunned silence.
Sandry shook her head, her braids flying around her face. "I don't think so. She didn't seem concerned, anyway."
"I still say he's weird."
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