Meme stolen from
amewarashi and
laurus_nobilis
Give me two characters from different fandoms you know I'm familiar with, and I'll give you a dialog happening between the two of them. Without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds clashed, or how they could even meet each other. Just a silly crossover conversation with no backstory, for fun.
Give me two characters from different fandoms you know I'm familiar with, and I'll give you a dialog happening between the two of them. Without justifying how the crossover would work, how their worlds clashed, or how they could even meet each other. Just a silly crossover conversation with no backstory, for fun.
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Date: 30 November 2007 02:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 November 2007 02:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 November 2007 10:42 pm (UTC)Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled. “Your son? I’m afraid I have not asked for you to come about either of them. They’re doing great in fact. A few discipline issues with Jaime, but his professor of DADA is very pleased with him, and both Professor Flitwick and Professor Weasley are very happy with young Tyrion’s intellectual curiosity. Professor Weasley thinks the boy’s got the taste and skill for dragon studies.
“Nonsense”, Tywin said. “Dragon studies isn’t a work for a Lannister. What am I here for, if it’s not about Tyrion? I hope it’s not more founds…”
“It’s Cersei. I’ve had some regrettable reports about her behaviour.”
“What has the foolish girl done?”
“Some acts of cruelty. Bullying isn’t rare among students, of course. But I will not allow torture of the Hogwarts staff.”
Tywin narrowed his eyes. “Of the Hogwarts staff? Surely, she didn’t attack a Professor.”
“No. What she did was against the House Elves.”
“What? You’ve disturbed me about a matter of House Elves? I see. You do want more gold then. Fine. I trust this will be enough.” The bag of gold clattered as it was dropped on the desk.
There were no twinkles left in the cold gaze Dumbledore levelled at Tywin.
“Mr. Lannister, I do not know how you treat House Elves in your house, but I will not tolerate such things at Hogwarts.”
Tywin smiled mirthlessly. “In my home, disobedient servant’s heads are put on stakes on the wall. But I will talk to the girl, this shall not happen again. Good evening, Headmaster.”
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Date: 30 November 2007 03:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 December 2007 11:34 am (UTC)"Hello," she said to the gardener.
"Hello," he said in answer. His voice was smooth and sweet and empty. His eyes observing her with a yellow glint behind the glasses.
"I am looking for someone. A pure-hearted and brave Prince. Have you seen her?"
"I know a pure-hearted boy, but he's not a prince. I know a brave girl, but she's not a Prince."
"Is one of them your Prince?" she asked. Because they were nothing alike, and everything.
He showed his teeth and it wasn't a smile. "What? To rescue me?"
Anthy said, "No. To give you a reason to rescue yourself."
He looked at her oddly. "What a strange idea."
The wind blew, throwing more sakura flowers around them, and a stronger aroma of rot.
"Let me offer you tea," he said. "You must be weary in your quest."
They drunk, surrounded by camelia flowers. The tea was bitter and sweet.
"You know..." she said. "there are other fertilizer than death."
"Really?" he said, not offended. He seemed amused. "I thought all beautiful flowers grew out of blood. Of the sacrifice of others."
"Not only," she whispered. But she didn't know for sure. Did tears count as blood?
"I made a bet with someone. With that boy I mentionned. He's yet to make anything grow. Purity is barren."
"Give it time."
"Maybe," he said, but he was already making other plans, she saw. Was already thinking of how to make purity less sterile.
She stood up. "I must go. I have to find my Prince."
"Of course."
She said goodbye, to him and to all the ghosts of animals there, and walked away.
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Date: 1 December 2007 01:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 November 2007 04:47 pm (UTC)Harry Potter and Jon Snow. :D
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Date: 30 November 2007 06:01 pm (UTC)you'll be the death of me
Date: 30 November 2007 07:04 pm (UTC)“I think,” Sandor said at length, “that they want us to talk.”
“ So had I gathered.” Snape’s sneer was impressive.
“Buggered if I know why.”
“Maybe they theorise we have things in common.”
Sandor looked at him. “Yeah?”
Snape arched an eyebrow. “None of my masters were ever twelve year old snotty brats.”
Sandor snorted. “For all the things my brother did to me, he never did put my naked ass on a show.”
“You may thank God for small mercies.”
Silence.
“I would kill for a beer,” Sandor said mournfully.
Snape considered him. “Have you ever tried firewhisky?”
“Is it alcoholic?”
“Very.”
“I’ll try it.”
A cluttering of glass and liquide noise.
“What shall we drink to?”
“Cowardice and redhead girls?”
“Only if we never ever talk again.”
“That’s a deal.”
Re: you'll be the death of me
Date: 1 December 2007 04:58 pm (UTC)Only because Gregor never thought of it.
Re: you'll be the death of me
Date: 1 December 2007 11:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 November 2007 06:50 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 30 November 2007 07:27 pm (UTC)Oh, come on, you know you want to! :-) The Sandor / Severus above had me falling off my chair laughing.
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Date: 1 December 2007 12:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 December 2007 09:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 February 2008 10:35 pm (UTC)"It's obvious, right? You agree this time?"
"What?" Lina says.
"That he's a demon. You agree it's obvious, this time."
Lina just blinks-blinks at him, and Zelgadis shrugs. "He did remind me of Xelloss in a way, now that he mentions it." Amelia wants to hunt the man down (to be sure), but they never do. Probably for the best.
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Date: 1 December 2007 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 1 December 2007 07:36 pm (UTC)