Elevator Music, a Harry Potter and Twilight crossover fanfic. Elevator Music the Fantasy Heroes edition On June 6th, 2009, Harry Potter left his hotel room on the 31st floor and entered the elevator.
He didn't give much thought to the flowery wallpaper and plain elevator music. He went down to the 13th story and then the elevator stopped to admit a new passenger. Harry, who was busy thinking about Voldemort with an Afro, didn't pay much attention to who entered. But Edward Cullen couldn't help noticing the other boy and his strange thoughts of a bald man Edward recognized, now in a comb-over.
They went off completely after a few seconds. "Let me see," said a voice from behind, "That wand won't help…" "Wha-? " "Move Harry," Harry moved back. "How did you know I have a wand? " "What, you don't recognize me? "Oh, you! " Cedric gave him a glare. "By the way, why are you so pale? "Leave your wand alone. " "How can you see that? "Harry, I've changed since you last saw me (and I don't care, I won the Triwizard Tournament the LAST time it was played).
"Oh! "Yay! " Pop Culture and Social Protocol, a Supernatural and Big Bang Theory crossover fanfic. Title: Pop Culture and Social ProtocolRating: PGWord Count: 583Disclaimer: Neither TBBT nor SPN belong to me.Summary: Castiel tries to give Sheldon relationship advice.
Implied established Sheldon/Penny, Dean/Cas, and friendships all around.AN: help_haiti fic for elsewhere_kels (on LJ) ...Pop Culture and Social Protocol... "He calls it 'pop culture,'" Cas says, looking over Sheldon's shoulder from behind the couch. Sheldon flinches. "Castiel," he bites off, "That is strike one. Castiel narrows his eyes at Sheldon's back. Sheldon turns slowly in his seat, fixing Cas with a glare. "I will refrain from entering your apartment unannounced if you remove this strike," he says, and Sheldon nods sharply. "That is acceptable. "You were looking at something entitled Gilmore Girls," Cas says. Sheldon sighs. "I have never understood how killing flowers and gifting them to a loved one is considered to be a romantic act," Castiel says, walking around the couch and sitting down next to Sheldon.
"What? " Stonedhenge, a supernatural fanfic. Title: Stonedhenge, akaMy Title Is a Really Bad Pun Summary: From a prompt by the lovely and talented and obviously really twistedhereare_mysins atlassiterfics' Stonehenge Apocalypse/SPN commment-fic meme: CASTIEL/JIMMY/JACOB/FUTURE!
CAS(/MISHA). Make it happen. Somehow. O_O *ded* Wordcount: 1,696 Spoilers: Uh, minor ones for Stonehenge Apocalypse, and for SPN up to 5.04. Warnings: Drug use (marijuana), and mild swearing. Disclaimer: Yeah... if I had any claim of ownership, I think this fic right here would count as my forfeit for ALL ETERNITY. Neurotic Author's Note: This is crack. Neurotic Author's Note #2: Written off-the-cuff, no beta, no revision, nothing.
"No, trust me, you'll like it," Cas says, pinching the joint between a thumb and forefinger, and taking a quick hit before handing it over to Castiel, who furrows his brow at him. "I am not sure," Castiel replies, as though it should come as a surprise to any of them that he's doubtful of the proceedings. "Is he always like this? "