catslash: (yes! wait . . . - credit I have no idea)
( Oct. 13th, 2008 01:53 am)
So! Way the hell back in July, when I was innocently seeking distraction from the agonizing wait for the Doctor Who finale and blissfully unaware that said agonizing wait would be the best part of the entire episode (oh yeah, I'm still mad), I asked for crossover challenge requests to keep myself occupied.

. . . no, this is not a second round. Not right now. Maybe some other time. I was going to put the results all up in one post, but, uh, I forgot. Until now. I got almost all of them done, excepting the ones that were requests for something I was already trying to write at the time, and also I never want to write a Dogma crossover again, GAIL. ;) But there are still twelve random snippets right here, presented in no particular order. Spoiler warnings or whathaveyou in the cuts, though the spoilers that were new then are kinda old now.

House/Dead and Breakfast - See, this is why Thirteen never talks about herself. The simplest questions are landmines. )


House/Torchwood - Chase looked up, and it was only then that he became aware of the stymied silence. No one was throwing out diagnoses, or even arguing. They were just looking at him. )


Iron Man/Dogma - It was in Illinois, somewhere, doing . . . oh, something about PR, or something. Hell if Tony knows, it was a decade ago and he was drunk the whole time anyway. But he'd snuck out to some little dive strip joint. )


Dexter/Doctor Who - The first clue that this situation isn't quite right is the sedative failing to take effect. )


House/Supernatural, spoilers for House season four finale - Jo's been working in bars since she was sixteen, and of course she spent time in Harvelle's even before that, and she knows all the signs of a man who wants a drink. )


Dogma/Pirates of the Carribean, AU on account of me kind of forgetting about Dead Man's Chest, oops - Jack Sparrow has met God. )


Red Dwarf/Torchwood - Owen couldn't wait until Jack moved on from this overprotective crap. )


Iron Man/Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster - The Junior Ganymede is, as I have told Mr Wooster and previous employers, a club for gentlemens' personal gentlemen. I have never mentioned, however, that it extends further than one might think, and that said personal gentlemen are not always gentlemen. )


Boondock Saints/Torchwood, part one of a duplicate request - He sent cards and gifts for Christmas and Owen's birthdays. He never heard back, but it didn't surprise him. He highly doubted that Marianne had ever taught Owen about writing thank you notes. )


Boondock Saints/Torchwood part the second, which is actually an AU of the first, just for fun - Smecker is not shocked by this. There isn't a cop in the city who wouldn't buy the Saints a round of beer if given half a chance; after this, they'll probably settle for buying drinks for whoever helped.  )


House/Dogma - But this kid - there was just something about her that drew the eye. Cuddy couldn't even begin to explain what; she just kept glancing back up to watch the girl play. )


Iron Man/Dead and Breakfast - Tony Stark blinked several times, dazed and vaguely aware that he was probably concussed. He'd have to do something about the helmet's design. It was supposed to prevent concussions, not cause them. )


Dogma/Supernatural - Plus it gets Bartleby out of his face for an evening, seriously, the two of them are more closely and irrevocably entwined than any other beings on the planet, but that doesn't mean they don't wanna just find a way to kill each other sometimes. )

I may have to do another round of this, I think, with a new list. I had a lot of fun with it before, and a couple of these might even have enough weight to turn them into proper fics.
catslash: (Jeeves - credit I don't know)
( Sep. 18th, 2008 01:46 am)
Chuck to Blair in the latest episode of Gossip Girl, regarding her British lord boyfriend:

"You can't tell me Bertie Wooster is satisfying your needs."


B: See A.

C: It's been way too long since I wrote any exceptionally absurd crossover snippets, hasn't it? Man, Jeeves would have his work cut out for him getting rid of Blair Waldorf.

I love you, Chuck. Especially since now I have this awesome image of you sneaking reads of PG Wodehouse when no one is around to see you voluntarily opening a book.
catslash: (not mad)
( Jul. 2nd, 2008 11:24 am)
So. I require a bit of a distraction from the fact that Doctor Who airs on Saturday and it's only WEDNESDAY. And I figure, while I'm all ridiculous-crossover-y lately, it might be a good time for a sort of informal challenge request.

Below the cut, you will find a list of fandoms. Ask for crossovers. I will do my best to provide at least a scenario, if not a snippet into the bargain. These are fandoms I'm comfortable with dabbling in at the moment, so I'd appreciate it if you stuck to the list, though of course if I've forgotten something you know I can do, ask for it. And if there's something you really want to see but you're not sure, ask me about it. I might be able to do it anyway. (But no baseball RPS, ALEX. I'd prefer fictional crossovers.) Feel free to ask for more than one; I will do my best to accommodate. Though if you nail me with a huge list I reserve the right to pick and choose. ALEX.

crossover tiems! )
catslash: (Jeeves - credit I don't know)
( Jun. 27th, 2008 10:01 pm)
A bunch of random discussion and observations.

* I would like to start with the fact that working at a sandwich shop near a minor league baseball stadium is going to start being hazardous to my baseball RPS health. I've been at Amato's for about a year, now; much longer and some of the rookies with the Red Sox are gonna start being guys I've met. One guy who I believe is a pretty major prospect for the Red Sox, Iggy Suarez, is in all the time. I've taken his orders and made his sandwiches. And he's cute. (And today, when my rather gorgeous assistant manager mentioned to him that she's leaving, he gave her his phone number. Heh.) And whenever he comes in, I think, "Oh man, if he ends up in Boston, there is no way there won't be fic about him." And that just breaks my brain a little too much.

* Work has been dead all week. And it has been hot and gross and stormy and I do not like it.

* My MP3 player, which is apparently on my friendslist, has started spitting John Barrowman's "Every Little Thing" cover at me when I put it on shuffle. And then I listen to it like five times in a row, because it's just so hypnotically awful. I keep waiting for it to suck less or reveal hidden charms, but it doesn't. It does keep getting funnier, though.

* DOCTOR WHO TOMORROW. I AM SO EXCITED YOU GUYS. OH MAN. And next week, I'm scheduled to be out early, so I'll have my hands on the finale hours sooner. And then Doctor Who will be over and that will not be okay, but one thing at a time.

* I have found (well, been linked to) two different recs for "Supply and Demand." I can't remember the last time I wrote something people were that enthusiastic about. It's pretty exciting.

* Yeah, I have to blather about soap now. Cut for length, and because I mean literal soap, from a particular soap company that I adore, and I'm not just saying that because the company's owner is on my friendslist. )

* I am a verbal chameleon. I have known this for some time. My grammar and vocabulary have borne traces of British influence for years (I started when I was young; oh, James Herriot, I had to be the only eight year old in my country reading your books).

And now, of course, I've been reading Wodehouse's Jeeves and Wooster books. This is starting to become problematic. The use of slang in those books is really heavy and takes a bit of getting used to. Today, without even thinking about it, I swiped a phrase from them. And not just any phrase, no, not something obviously archaic and out of use. It was "ticked off," which the books use to describe the act off ripping a strip off someone. Naturally, my telling a coworker "I've actually been ticked off over it before!" didn't carry quite the meaning I was going for. Maybe I should read something else for a while.

* That said, let me now go on about how Thank You, Jeeves is clearly the pinnacle of literature and I should just never bother with opening another book again because I am bound to be disappointed. Okay, not really, but anything that has me in unself-conscious hysterics in the middle of Dunkin Donuts has got to have something going for it. )

Oh, man, that all took like a year and a half to write. My brain is cooked. I'm not even proofreading. The hell with it.
catslash: (Jeeves - credit I don't know)
( Jun. 25th, 2008 11:57 am)
Random drabble time! A bit more of the Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster crossover. For context, Jack is there because Torchwood's sensors picked up an artifact of some kind in Bertie's flat. I'm having a hard time getting this to settle into a fic proper, but by god I'll get some drabbles out of it.

Bertie Wooster has a knack for telling stories. )
catslash: (fried gold - credit londonpie (??))
( Jun. 20th, 2008 06:54 pm)
So I've been working slowly through my library's collection of Jeeves and Wooster, which is more complicated than it needs to be as the majority of it is located at a different branch. Why wouldn't they keep them at the main building? I don't know. To ensure that I lose my patience and spend money I don't have yet on the box set, I guess.

Anyway, one of the DVDs had arrived at the main building, so I went to pick it up. The librarian grabbed it from the rack and positively swooned her way back over, all, "Hugh Laurie!" Hand to her chest and everything.

Me, brilliantly: "Yep." (Happily, I was mostly thinking about something else, so it didn't occur to me to laugh at her body language until I was out the door.)

She asked if I watch House and I said I did, then professed myself to be more of a Stephen Fry fan. That seemed to put an end to things.

This left me feeling much less dorky than my visit a couple of days ago, when I got two J&W tapes and four of Wodehouse's books, then didn't know what to say when the librarian that time around asked if I was a Wodehouse fan. How do I even explain the thought process behind checking out four books by an author who did absolutely nothing for me last time I tried his work? I said something inane about testing how much British farce I could take before my brain exploded, because it required less explanation than my packrat mentality about library books.

And it's a good thing I took four, because whatever problem it was that kept me from being interested in Wodehouse a few years ago (probably the lack of patience required to sort through the language; I wasn't nearly as good at reading older books with arcane vocabulary as I pretended to be) has ceased to exist. I spent an hour or so today in one of the eighty-seven gelatto places that have inexplicably appeared in Portland in the last couple of years, drinking a chocolate shake and reading Carry On, Jeeves, and I can't think of a more relaxing thing I could have done with my free afternoon. (More productive, yes. More relaxing, no.) I highly recommend this course of action if you are stressed, especially if you can find a gelatto place with squishy, cushy couches like Maple's has.

Along with Jeeves and Wooster, I've also been making my way through Videoport's almost-complete collection of A Bit of Fry and Laurie. I'd forgotten how much I love good sketch comedy, and that show is fucking excellent sketch comedy. I love the format - frequent bits of complete randomness stuck in between longer skits that, more often than not, just sort of trail off without laboring to contrive a punchline or explain themselves. Plus, lots of meta humor, with the concluding joke being that the skit is, in fact, a skit. (A bit of mediocre physical comedy in series one, for example, comes to a screeching halt when Hugh cries out, "You hit me too hard! No, I'm serious, forget the skit! That really hurt!" Stephen, to the camera: "He's such a baby.") I am, as I have mentioned before, a complete sucker for even the lamest of meta, so that invariably cracks me up. Plus, the majority of the humor is general, rather than being rooted in the pop culture of the time, which allows my American self (who was six when the show started airing) to follow it. There have only been a couple of times when an entire skit just went right over my head because I had no idea what the reference was. I think we all know that that's the mark of good comedy, so I won't belabor the point. I'm just really glad I FINALLY got around to trying it, because it is effing hilarious.

(By the way, in regards to the Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster crossover that is now refusing to leave me alone: Jeeves would totally know all about Torchwood, Y/Y?)
Over the past couple of months, I've written quite a few Torchwood drabbles. I think I finally have enough to post to communities, so I've gathered them in this post. Flist: nothing new here.

TITLE: Eight Drabbles. (Yes, I know, but I have to call it something.)
AUTHOR: Cathryn ([ profile] catslash
RATING: PG for a touch of language and Jack flirting.
CHARACTERS: Owen, Jack, Ten, Sarah Jane.
SUMMARY: A collection of Torchwood drabbles. Includes crossovers with Doctor Who, The Sarah Jane Adventures, and (yes) Jeeves and Wooster.
DISCLAIMER: Everything belongs to various creators and companies and such and I am definitely not involved in any of it. I take no credit and stake no claim.
SPOILERS: Each link is marked accordingly; however, there are no spoilers for any series currently airing in the UK or any unaired episodes of anything.

Torchwood/Doctor Who - Owen and the Doctor )


Torchwood/Doctor Who - Owen walks home. A drabble pair. )


Torchwood/The Sarah Jane Adventures - meeting of the minds. Drabble pair containing a spoiler for the end of Whatever Happened to Sarah Jane? )


Torchwood - spoilers for 2x12, Fragments. Owen. )


Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster - yep. )


Bonus Doctor Who/Iron Man movieverse - things that never happened. Spoilers for 3x12. )
catslash: (Torchwood.  Oh dear. - credit apiphile)
( Jun. 17th, 2008 08:47 pm)
DRABBLE. In which my apparent quest to find the world's most cracky-yet-plausible crossover continues. (Seriously, I have WAY too much time to think at work.)

Torchwood/Jeeves and Wooster.

lucky for Bertie Wooster that Jack's days as a conman are over )
catslash: (fried gold - credit londonpie (??))
( Jun. 14th, 2008 12:38 am)
I just watched a videotape - you know, as opposed to a DVD - for the first time in, like, four years. It was really weird. I hadn't realized how long I'd managed to avoid doing so until I was actually holding the tape in my hands, looking at the little "please rewind" sticker. I guess I've just been really lucky with everything I've wanted to see lately having been released on DVD. I think the last movies I had to seek out on VHS were Rubin and Ed and East of Eden. Do they even make videotapes anymore? VHS was being phased out when I worked at Movie Gallery in 2003-2004, but I haven't had any reason to keep track since.

But VHS was the only format I could get Jeeves and Wooster in at the library, so "be kind, please rewind" it was.

Bizarre fact about me: I have somehow managed to be a Stephen Fry fan for years without having seen not only Jeeves and Wooster, but ANYTHING AT ALL with Hugh Laurie in it. House is the first thing I have ever seen Hugh Laurie in. You'd think I could only manage that through sheer active avoidance, but nope. I'm just that good. But it was time to change that, so I did. It is ridiculous that I went as long as I did without having seen J&W, anyway. What kind of British comedy fan am I? So of course I loved it - you know, eventually, once the plot had all been set up and I'd figured out which secondary character was which - and of course there's only one other tape at the library and the video store isn't much more help. (Again with the VHS. Has it come out on DVD in the States? Don't answer, I'm gonna hit Amazon in a minute and find out.) At least the internet exists.


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