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Crossovers

Prompt meme for crossovers! Two or more fandoms meeting, interacting, or coexisting in any way. Any and all types of crossovers welcome, including fusions, transgressions, etc.

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1. Absolutely no -isms or hate speech will be tolerated (prompts/fills dealing with such subjects with a base level of respect are allowed).
2. Anything featuring sexual acts in explicit detail must be clearly labeled, either by rating or act.
3. Trigger warnings are mandatory for certain subjects (-isms/hate speech, sexual assault, domestic or child abuse, eating disorders). For others, use your own judgment.
4. Barring a breach of the above, absolutely no criticism or shaming of prompts.

Anon and multiple fills are allowed!
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Characters from the two comic universes meet and for once do NOT fight for no reason before inevitably teaming up. Maybe they have tea instead.

Every fandom is part of the same universe. All of them.

Make it work.

John makes it back to Earth, but wormholes are funny and fickle and he lands in 1969. Just in time get hit by a bus full of hippies and four very strange people in search of their own wormhole.
Up to the filler if John and Sam know each from their academic years.

Zoe (or any wonder kid really) reads about the failed Farscape project in history class and realizes the math doesn't add up. Zoe manages to set up radio contact with Moya and she and Chiana (or John or anyone) bond.
Up to author if they ever meet or get John home (or if he wants to come home at all).

This.
http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lvjy65Bm651qc2q73o1_500.jpg
Make it work.

The year that wasn't.
Martha's travels brought her all over the world during the Year That Wasn't. She met lots of people and even if they don't remember her, she remembers them. After she finishes her medical degree she follows her nose.
Stargate, House, Dresden Files, anything at all...

...I don't even know.

"Did you see this?" Jeff slammed it down on the study room table.

Britta peered. "You actually read the Greendale Newsletter?"

"I have a constitutional right not to answer that question, and you are expressly forbidden from reading anything into that statement," Jeff snapped. "More importantly, they're bringing back Glee Club."

"WHAT?!" the group shouted.

"Please tell me they didn't catch him and this is part of his community service assignment," Troy said.

"They don't give community service to murderers, Troy."

"Oh good."

Abed looked around the table. "I don't see why everyone's so surprised. Glee is possibly the most popular show on television now."

"We're not talking about that inconsistent, High School Musical nightmare," Jeff said. "This is real life."

"I know," Abed said, but Annie cut him off before he could continue. She had taken Jeff's copy of the newsletter and skimmed through the article.

"Did you see this, Jeff?" she asked.

"Yeah, I kinda brought it to your attention," Jeff said.

"I mean who they're competing with," she said, holding up the newsletter. "New Directions."

The group stared at her blankly.

"...wait," Jeff said slowly. "Isn't that -"

"The glee club from Glee, yup," Abed said.

"They named themselves after the worst show on television?" Jeff snorted. "Then again, they're a glee club. I shouldn't be surprised."

"No, they are the actual New Directions," Abed said. "Take another look."

Annie read further. "...their lead singer is Rachel Berry," she said.

"Coincidence," Jeff said. "Do I have to remind you guys? Glee is FICTIONAL."

"So are we."

"Say what?" Britta spoke for the group as they all gaped at the young documentarian. He blinked owlishly in response.

"I thought everybody knew," he said. "Glee is real and not real, just as we are real and not real, just as all other fandoms are."

"Even Kickpuncher?" Troy asked eagerly.

"Even Kickpuncher," Abed said, and his best friend cheered.

"That doesn't make any sense," Jeff said. "How would that even be possible?"

Abed shrugged. "I'm a filmmaker, not a theoretical physicist. If I could answer that, I wouldn't be going to community college."

Pierce leaned forward. "Abed, does that mean the lady from Titty Titty Bang Bang is out there somewhere, waiting for the conductor to bone her?"

"Probably."

"Do you know how I could find her?"

"ENOUGH!" Jeff brought their attention back to him. "That was very cute, Abed, but we all know -" With a scolding glare to everyone who had played along - "that it's impossible."

"You watch The Good Wife, didn't you Jeff?"

Jeff hesitated, then nodded suspiciously.

Abed pulled out his cellphone and rapidly typed in a number and put it on speakerphone.

"Peter Florrick."

"Hi Mr. Florrick," Abed said. "This is Abed, from Community."

"Are you kidding me? I LOVE that show!"

"Thanks. We're pretty big fans of you too. Right Jeff? ...Jeff?"

Jeff was frozen in his seat.

"Sorry, Mr. Florrick. Looks like we'll have to call you back."

He hung up, and the group waited for Jeff to recover himself. It took a good four minutes before his eyes finally moved and his mouth creaked open.

"...what happens when a show gets cancelled?"

Hahah! Yes!
OMG this is fantastic.
What does happen when a show gets canceled?

Perhaps all the characters get raptured. Or maybe they live as long as fandom does.

Holy crap, this is perfect. This is not the prompt I expected to get filled first but I'm so glad it was! It's fantastic, I love how Abed just knows~. And the ending is so ominous...

Jeannie's the Slayer, Rodney's the Key.

I'm thinking aligning this with SGA canon--Jeannie may be a happily married mother of one but she still has to go out at night and kill vampires, while Rodney tries to keep his past of Slayer sidekick and pandimensional Key away from his current Atlantis life. However, if you want to go full AU with the other SGA characters given Buffy-style roles, I certainly won't complain.

Hahaa, thank you! ABED WOULD TOTALLY JUST KNOW. He is the man who knows...

The TARDIS won't fly, the Doctor's clueless, and Kelly's a fucking rocket scientist who's trying to build a time machine to save her friends.

It's been a while since they've hunted a Succubus.

He's seen cities burn.

The last thing Gene Hunt needs is some bloody toff who wants to play Columbo all over his crime scenes and won't take "piss off" for an answer.

"Stay away from this one." Mycroft tells him.

Stark and Death have a conversation.

Kim Possible and friends play SBURB.

oh my god someone more familiar with Sandman than me needs to fill this.
Oh Stark...

Bernard's Rules

One day, for the first time since... all that, Martha dropped by the bookshop on her way home from the hospital. Quite literally, in fact, since there was something slimy on the floor right inside the door that made her lose her balance completely. Flailing wildly, she managed to avoid knocking over a pile of used books, did a rather ungracious pirouette to not bump into a man browsing at the table, slipped on a pile of old National Geographics, and finally did a very undignified faceplant right in front of the till.

Now, most people, if you do something like that in front of them - they'll react. They'll ask if you're alright. They'll ask if you need a doctor (which would be ironic on so many levels) or, at the very least, a cup of tea. The owner of Black Books just sighed, put down the book he was reading, took the cigarette out of his mouth and asked "Can I help you?" in a tone that strongly implied that the only help he would be willing to offer would be directions on how to get out of the shop as quickly as possible.

Martha got to her feet, brushing off an alarming amount of dust and inhaling a lungful of Black Books air - equal parts mold, second-hand smoke and Unspecified Bernard. "Yes, I..." What do you say to someone you've never met in this life? "Is Manny in today?"

If Bernard Black had shown her the slightest interest before, it was now replaced with bored disdain. "Oh, you're a friend of Manny's. Sorry, no. He's dead."

"Dead?" Even after... Martha was about to go off on a private soliloquy about how some things seem to be fixed points in time that you can't change no matter what, when he continued.

"Yes, dead to me. Would you believe there was only one bottle of wine left this morning and it's an hour until lunchtime?" He gestured at the half-empty wine bottle sitting on the desk. "I sent him down the shops. Now buy something or get out."

There was a shelf of books right beside the desk - in no particular order, as usual. She picked up one where half the spine was gone, only the words RAY BRADB still legible. "That one's not for sale," Bernard barked. She put it back and picked another one, Peter Pan. "That one isn't either. Look, can't you all just..." He groaned and got to his feet, swigging from the bottle. "Why do you all have to come here? Why can't you leave me in PEACE?!? Yes, I'm talking to you two in the corner," he yelled at one confused customer over in the corner. "These are my books. And you come in here and you... slather your unwashed TV eyes all over them. It's all money to you, isn't it?"

"Well," a sensible older gentleman browsing what may at one point have been the History shelf interjected. "We do pay you for them. This is a bookshop, after all." He managed to duck as Bernard hurled a copy of War And Peace (vol 1) at his head, and with a "Well I never!" he was out the door.

Bernard looked very pleased with himself, took another swig and lit a second cigarette (which proved rather awkward as he hadn't actually finished the first one yet, but somehow he managed it). He sat back down, picked up his book, frowned as if remembering something, and looked back up at Martha. "I'm sorry, any reason you're still here?"

She looked around the shop, which as always looked like a bomb had gone off in it. "Books are all ideas, aren't they? The only weapon against fear, ignorance and tyranny."

"Yes, thank you, miss obvious." He shot her a withering look and... paused. Hard to tell with the greasy hair hanging in his face, but Martha could have sworn there was something in his eyes that seemed to say Hang on, don't I... Then he shrugged it off and waved drunkenly at the books she almost knocked over when she came in. "You can have... one of those. Over there. In that pile."

The one on top was a tattered paperback copy of Nevil Shute's On The Beach. Apocalypse stuff. Martha had a feeling she'd already read it, or at least lived it, but she paid for it anyway. He seemed reluctant to let her have it, but eventually accepted her three pound coins ("But you're not getting a receipt.")

Back out on the street, she opened the book and read the epigram - In this last of meeting places, we grope together and avoid speech, gathered on this beach of the tumid river. That's as far as she got before she was bumped into by another outraged customer storming out of the shop without having found the book he was looking for. She cast a last look through the dirty windows before continuing down the street.

In this world, Bernard Black would never have to stand up to anything worse than tourists looking for cheap holiday reads, and surprisingly few of those would try to burn his shop down. There were still other bookshops and libraries around for them to go to. After all, the year where Martha walked the Earth to spread an idea, and where Bernard was the only bookseller in London who refused to close, never happened.

Oh my gog I haven't even gotten that far in Doctor Who yet but I desperately want to see Bernard Black in the Year That Wasn't. And the bookshop that wouldn't close.

This is lovely and the mental images of Bernard as a rebel are just the best.

Thanks a lot! Bernard's motivations might not be the most idealistic, but I pity the thugs who try to close him down...

Oh my.
;____;
You've managed, somehow, to make Black Books angsty. Just a little angsty, true, but STILL.
And Martha!
And Bernard!
Oh I love this.
<333333

I know! It surprised me too. I just meant for it to be silly, and then suddenly Bernard insisted on being some sort of post-apocalypse hero out of sheer stubbornness. Not sure how that happened, but I'm glad it worked - thanks!

Bernard in the world of Fahrenheit 451.

I am not caught up to this point in canon yet, but as soon as I am I am so doing this with Hot Fuzz.

It turns out that the Time Lords aren't dead (or whatever)! At least, not all of them. A significant number were evacuated, fobwatched, and scattered around time and space--more specifically, various fandoms. Now the Doctor--or anyone really--is out to track them down.

Anyone from anywhere can be a Time Lord! Go wild.

Sherlock and Mycroft's Mummy is none other than Wednesday Addams. She drops by for a surprise visit one day (being the only person on the planet who can catch Mycroft by surprise).

The Year that Wasn't: Moriarty vs The Master.

If you wanna bump up the Year that Wasn't to 2011 to include Sherlock and John I won't complain. But I would take anything.

Desmond catches the Green Flu and becomes a Hunter. Desmond is still himself, mentally(for whatever reason - Animus, Apple, pure luck, whatever).

Random ideas for plot:
* The Green Flu was caused by Abstergo and only the Apple/Shroud/etc. can fix it.
* Desmond helps the other Assassins get away to safety.
* Zombie!Lucy(of whatever variety you like)
* Someone makes a 'Shaun of the Dead' joke. Shaun Hastings is not amused.

Characters: Tosh(Suzie), Eleventh Doctor (since you didn't specify a specific Doctor), Jack
Rating: PG-13
Summary: No one ever sensed Tosh was a Time Lord--not even the Doctor himself.

Here.

Edited (spelling) 2012-06-16 20:51 (UTC)

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Crossovers

DC/Marvel

Everything/Everything Else

Farscape/Stargate SG1

Eureka/Farscape

Pushing Daisies/Lost

Doctor Who/Anything

Fill: Community/Glee/The Good Wife

Re: Fill: Community/Glee/The Good Wife

Re: Fill: Community/Glee/The Good Wife

Re: Fill: Community/Glee/The Good Wife

SGA/Buffy

Re: Fill: Community/Glee/The Good Wife

Misfits/Doctor Who

Lost Girl/Supernatural

Lost Girl/Greek Myth (Hale)

Sherlock/Life on Mars

Being Human/Sherlock

Farscape/Sandmam

Homestuck/Kim Possible

Re: Farscape/Sandmam

Doctor Who/Black Books: Bernard's Rules

Re: Doctor Who/Black Books: Bernard's Rules

Re: Doctor Who/Black Books: Bernard's Rules

Re: Doctor Who/Black Books: Bernard's Rules

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Fahrenheit 451/Black Books

Re: Doctor Who/Anything

Doctor Who/Anything

Sherlock/Addams Family

Doctor Who/Sherlock

Assassin's Creed/Left 4 Dead

Fill: The Third Life of Tosh (Doctor Who/Torchwood)