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They tried to make me go to rehab, but I said--
1. If you've ever wondered where the drabbles are at for Arthur/Susan, Morgana/Edmund, Uther/Lucy, Susan/Morgana, Lucy/Merlin, and the Dragon/Aslan (and Pevencest is a given), maybe you should look here. Part of my and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bedlamsbard's ongoing mission to have the Pevensies sleep with everyone ever.
2. I never posted actual links to the following, and they do go with the overall theme of this post, so what the hell. In terms of Stardust crossovers, this is the one with Last Battle revisionism, and this is the one withBen Barnes/Ben Barnes Caspian/Dunstan.
3. Here is that meme where you pair up the characters of the adjacent icons on your icons page and write a drabble about it.
Virgil Malloy (Ocean's 11) & Donald Duck
"Yeah," said Virgil, watching Daisy amble into the sunset on Gladstone Gander's arm. "Life's a bitch, huh?"
As usual, he couldn't make out Donald's reply, but from the jumping up and down and the fisticuffs motions, it probably wasn't anything positive.
"There's nothing you can do about it now, man," he replied. "You gotta move on. There's a lot of bitches in life hotter than Daisy."
Donald glared at him.
"Look," sighed Virgil, "let's just go grab some beers. Forget about this bullshit."
Donald took off his hat and reached into it, and Virgil watched as his entire arm (wing?) disappeared and reappeared with a brown jug the size of his head labeled 'XXX'. "Quack quack quack quack," Donald said (or so Virgil thought), in a tone that approached self-satisfaction.
"So," said Virgil after a long swig, "I hear Minnie's single again."
Miraz & The Beatles
Miraz found it surprisingly easy to learn the drums. It wasn't as hard as they warned him it would be. He reckoned it was because of the physical coordination borne of his military training -- each limb doing something different, making it all work.
"If Ringo can do it," Paul shrugged.
"I don't like those men," Prunaprismia told Miraz once, frowning. "They're uncouth. Well, George is all right. But I don't like them coming over. The east tower still smells like marijuana from the last time!"
Prunaprismia didn't like their music either, and preferred the soothing ballads of somber-faced Telmarine minstrels. It wasn't Miraz's favorite music either by far, although he had come to develop an appreciation for the post-Rubber Soul albums after John convinced him to try LSD. But he certainly wasn't going to tell his wife that.
Pevensies & Prince Arthur
Eh. It's been done.
1. If you've ever wondered where the drabbles are at for Arthur/Susan, Morgana/Edmund, Uther/Lucy, Susan/Morgana, Lucy/Merlin, and the Dragon/Aslan (and Pevencest is a given), maybe you should look here. Part of my and
bedlamsbard's ongoing mission to have the Pevensies sleep with everyone ever.2. I never posted actual links to the following, and they do go with the overall theme of this post, so what the hell. In terms of Stardust crossovers, this is the one with Last Battle revisionism, and this is the one with
3. Here is that meme where you pair up the characters of the adjacent icons on your icons page and write a drabble about it.
Virgil Malloy (Ocean's 11) & Donald Duck
"Yeah," said Virgil, watching Daisy amble into the sunset on Gladstone Gander's arm. "Life's a bitch, huh?"
As usual, he couldn't make out Donald's reply, but from the jumping up and down and the fisticuffs motions, it probably wasn't anything positive.
"There's nothing you can do about it now, man," he replied. "You gotta move on. There's a lot of bitches in life hotter than Daisy."
Donald glared at him.
"Look," sighed Virgil, "let's just go grab some beers. Forget about this bullshit."
Donald took off his hat and reached into it, and Virgil watched as his entire arm (wing?) disappeared and reappeared with a brown jug the size of his head labeled 'XXX'. "Quack quack quack quack," Donald said (or so Virgil thought), in a tone that approached self-satisfaction.
"So," said Virgil after a long swig, "I hear Minnie's single again."
Miraz & The Beatles
Miraz found it surprisingly easy to learn the drums. It wasn't as hard as they warned him it would be. He reckoned it was because of the physical coordination borne of his military training -- each limb doing something different, making it all work.
"If Ringo can do it," Paul shrugged.
"I don't like those men," Prunaprismia told Miraz once, frowning. "They're uncouth. Well, George is all right. But I don't like them coming over. The east tower still smells like marijuana from the last time!"
Prunaprismia didn't like their music either, and preferred the soothing ballads of somber-faced Telmarine minstrels. It wasn't Miraz's favorite music either by far, although he had come to develop an appreciation for the post-Rubber Soul albums after John convinced him to try LSD. But he certainly wasn't going to tell his wife that.
Pevensies & Prince Arthur
Eh. It's been done.
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relocating the action for inept's convenience!
man, if the beginnings of crosstree alone took up already 6 pages, i am almost afraid to find out what these babies can do
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