crossovers give me life

GIVE IT TO ME NOW PLEASE

So I rewatched the first Avengers and realized my girl Natasha does the EXACT SAME THING with Cap’s shield that Diana does in WW.

“Could use a boost.” “You sure about this?” “Yeah. It’s gonna be fun.”

vs.
“Diana! SHIELD!”

So now I want them to be best friends and I want their respective Steves to hang out and get beers for them while they “girl talk” about the most efficient ways to kill the crap out of someone with your bare hands.

Domestic Drabbles - 7: The Hufflepuff Who Lived

Welcome back to another round of Domestic Drabbles :D Time for part 7! I needed something ridiculously cheesy and cute since part 6 left us all in an emotional mess (mostly me though).
I’m actually not 100% on Penny being a Ravenclaw. (I really can’t decide) But it worked out best for this fic.

Anyway, shoutout to the amazing @baz-n-simon for being the best beta, support, and friend EVER!

And to @eroticgropefest, whose drabble series originally inspired my series (:


Baz

Simon is obsessed with quizzes, and not the educational kind, or else he may have done better in school. No, it’s the useless quizzes he seems to love so much. The sorting kind: “What kind of bird are you?” “What would be your superpower?” “Pick a taco and we’ll tell you at what age you’ll get married.” (Incidentally, that one said he was already married, but I’m not suspicious.) It’s all totally useless knowledge. Bunce says that useless knowledge doesn’t exist, but she’s not dating Simon Snow. And she’s not the one being begged to take them all after he’s done.

I took a few of them at first, of course, just to humor Snow. It seemed trivial at the time. But after finding out that I’m a pigeon, and that my superpower is invisibility (and the countless vampire jokes that ensued shortly afterwards), and that I’m apparently never getting married because I’m not a fan of tacos, I had to put my foot down. But apparently, that means nothing because a laptop is being shoved in my face.

“No way, Snow.”

“But, Baz, we have to know!”

“We already know.”

“Not officially!”

Bunce walks in and gives us a questioning glare as I yank the laptop out of Snow’s hands and sit it down on the coffee table.

“What don’t we know officially?” She asks, sitting down on the end of the sofa. Then she glances between us. “You two aren’t flirting, are you?”

I roll my eyes. Snow makes a grab for the laptop, but I swipe it up from the table and walk away from the couch.

“We don’t know Baz’s Hogwarts house,” he says. He huffs and crosses his arm, glaring at me and then at the laptop in my hands. I almost smile at him. Because he’s pouting.

I slide the laptop onto the bookshelf and turn to him. “I’ve already told you, Snow. I’m not taking anymore of your quizzes.”

Bunce’s eyes widen. “You don’t know your Hogwart’s house, Basilton?”

I raise an eyebrow at her and give her a disappointed look. “Not you too, Bunce.”

“Penny is a Ravenclaw,” Snow says, nodding towards her. Bunce nods in return and sips her tea. “And I’m a Hufflepuff.”

“Of course you’re a Hufflepuff, Snow,” I say.

He rolls his eyes. “But we don’t know your house, Baz.”

“Of course we do,” I say. I run my hand cooly through my hair and smirk at him. “We all know I’m a Slytherin.”

Snow doesn’t react to this. “Not officially,” he says, and he points to the laptop. “You have to take the quiz.”

Bunce snorts. “I don’t buy that for a second, Baz. You may exude Slytherin on the outside, but you’re just as bad as Simon. I think” —she locks her eyes with mine— “that you’re a Hufflepuff.”  

Snow starts laughing, but I just frown. “I’m not a Hufflepuff, Bunce. That’s absurd.”

She shrugs and sips her tea again. “You’ll never know unless you take the quiz.”

Snow giggles a bit more, then smiles at me. Crowley, I think. I never win. Because the evening sun is setting, and the light is filtering through the windows. And Simon’s face is glowing. And he’s smiling so wide. And I hate him for it. Because that smile makes me weak. It makes me want to say yes. It makes me want to agree. It makes me want to do whatever it takes just to keep him smiling.

I roll my eyes and sigh. “Fine, Simon,” I say, grabbing the laptop from the shelf. I ignore Bunce’s questioning stare as I walk back over to the couch and hand the laptop to Snow. “I’ll take your stupid quiz.”

Snow takes the laptop happily and opens it as I sit down beside him. As he types away at it, I run my fingers through his hair, watching as the light reflects off of each curl. He swishes his ridiculous tail over at me and winds it around my arm. Bunce scoffs at this, then gets up and walks toward the kitchen.

“Ready,” Snow says, then hands me the laptop. He leans against me and puts his head on my shoulder.

I read through the questions carefully and probably spend too long on each one. But maybe I’m dragging this out on purpose. Because Simon smells wonderful. Like cinnamon and citrus and a scent that I can never quite seem to describe. And his tail is still wrapped around my arm, and his thumb is moving against my leg.

When I select my answer to a certain question, Snow looks up at me with a questioning eyebrow raise.

“White?” he asks.

“What’s wrong with white?”

“You’re a vampire, Baz.”

“So?”

“Your last name is Pitch.”

“What’s your point, Snow?”

He doesn’t say anything and puts his head back on my shoulder.

I read through the next few questions, then hesitate on clicking the ‘Find Out Your Results’ button.

“The moment of truth,” Snow says, sitting up and staring intently at the screen.

I roll my eyes and frown, then click on the button. We wait a few seconds (of course, Snow has the slowest laptop in existence), and then the page loads, and I immediately slam the laptop shut.

Snow is laughing. He’s doubled over and laughing. Too much and too hard.

“Shut up, Snow,” I say. I nudge him in the side, but he’s laughing too much to care.

Bunce walks back into the room, and I glare at her. She looks over at Snow, then smiles.

“Ah, yes” she says, grinning slyly. “Tyrannus Basilton Grimm-Pitch, the Hufflepuff who lived.”

I roll my eyes. “Fuck off, Bunce.”

Snow unwinds his tail from my arm, then gets up and shuffles quickly to his room.

“I told you so,” Bunce snarks.

“I don’t want to hear it,” I say, pinching the bridge of my nose. I just want to spell this laptop away from me.

Snow then comes out of his room, leans over the back of the couch, and drapes an obnoxiously large yellow and black-striped scarf around my neck.

“There, Baz,” he says, leaning over more to kiss me on my cheek. “We can be in Hufflepuff together.”

My cheek feels warm, tingly, almost like a burn, but I just scoff at him.

“I don’t want this bloody scarf, Snow,” I say as I try to push it off. But then I inhale, and the scarf smells like him. Like cinnamon and citrus and that scent that I can never quite seem to describe. But it’s the one that I know so well. And as it leaves my nose, I breathe it all in again.

And I think that maybe Hufflepuff isn’t so bad.


(1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(8) - (ao3)

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a series of unlikely crossovers

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Here you go! My Full Steven Universe x BONE cross over!
(Couldn’t find a good match for Lapis or Greg, Maybe Ted and Greg?)
But yeah, it seems odd to bring up this 20 year old comic book, but the more you think about it, the better it gets

Steven and Fone: The brave hopeful hero who isn’t the biggest badass
Amethyst and Smiley: The lazy hungry slacker who has some depth
Garnet and Lucius: The big stoic badass who’s actually a big softie
Pearl and Phoney: The obsessive calculating one who has a heart of gold
Connie and Thorn: The kind hearted love interest badass sword girl
Bartleby and Centipeetle: The adorable cinnamon-roll who needs more love
Jasper and Tarsil: The hulking villain who is all beefy and angry
Grandma Ben and Rose: The strong wise mother figure
Red Dragon and Lion: The aloof powerful pet
Peridot and the 2 stupid Rat creatures: All around clods.

I might add a Lapis or a Greg but I need more time to re-read BONE

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i must be stopped

Shadowhunters/Pjo Headcanon just randomly popped up in my mind:

So, imagine Solangelo and Malec are like shopping and Will and Magnus trying to get their boyfriends into the changing rooms and both are like “NO BITCH”. After they finally got them there they sit outside, kinda happy with themselfes until Magnus is like:

Magnus: Man you have no idea how it is to have a boyfriend who refuses to wear something else than black.

Will: Belive me dude, I know exactly what you are talking about.

Magnus: Are you serious?!

Will: Yeah, he nearly bit me while I was trying to talking him into a shirt.

Magnus: Mine told me he was going to shoot me with his arrows.

Will: Well that sounds kind of nice doesn’t it? *wink wonk*

Magnus: HELL nO LIKE HE TaLKS ABouT ArROWS LIKE PAInFUL ONeS


They start to have the best conversation of the week with each other about their adorable dorky awkward boyfriend until they realize that they stand right in front of them with pretty colorful clothing and a quite unhappy face.

Nico: You were talking about us?
Will: Ohhhhh baby…hi…eh this is Magnus he is here with his boyfriend Al-
Nico: Yes I know, Alec and I got the time to talk a little while you were talking about our ‘aweful’ fashiontaste
Alec: *Stares angry to Magnus*
Magnus: *mumbles* gonna shoot me with his arrows…

anonymous asked:

HEY HEY HEY LISTEN TO THIS IT X STRANGER THINGS IMAGINE DUSTIN AND RICHIE GETTING ALONG AND BEV AND ELEVEN AND STAN AND LUCAS AND WILL AND EDDIE AND BILL AND MIKE AHH IM SCREAMING (anyone else feel free to add on!!)

I love IT x Stranger Things crossovers more than my own life so please, GIVE ME MORE OF THIS