Main Points:
Jojo's Bizarre Adventure/Buffy the Vampire Slayer AU
Chapter Summary: The group has a little snack and checks out the map.
Word Count: 1275
Note: HERE THERE PROBABLY BE BUFFY/JJBA SPOILERS
( Chapter 401: The Unnatural Selection )
( Chapter 401: The Unnatural Selection )
Miyamoto is prone to the occasional hyena behavior like whining when she’s not paying attention to what she’s doing, thanks to the dagger spirit. Usually it just means she’s sore from fights or something, but Cordy decides after a bit it’s best to check in, just to make sure. “Are you okay?”
Suna glances up, eye a little vacant and confused, before she clues in and smiles sheepishly, rubbing at the back of her head. “’M a little twig-like, so when I ain’t out causin’ a ruckus my circulation’s shit and I get cold easy. Sucks.”
“I’ll warm you up,” Cordy offers, only realizing the dirty connotations a few seconds after she says it.
She’s not embarrassed, though, not this time. Because that actually might be the slightest hint of a blush, and that’s adorable.
“Feel free ta heat me up anytime, darlin’,” Suna drawls.
When Willow finally asks to see him, everybody breathes a little easier, but they all crowd in to listen, just in case. “I forgive you. For now. You ever do anything like this without my permission ever again and I will make Anya’s demon days look like a frolic through flowers.”
I found a couple articles suggesting the Mayans had used water pressure (mostly to show off) and had a marketplace economy, so that’s cool.
( Chapter 400: Sugar High )
( feeling better )
“What happened?” Xander holding an ice pack to his head is not a common occurrence, exactly, even if he does tend to forget his spatial awareness after a while if he’s been working on a problem.
He winces. “Flying in a hailstorm. Ow. Need to work on that impact absorption.”
Happy Halloween, or have a great day anyway if you don’t celebrate it!
( panic and relief )
( Chapter 397: All That I Dream )
Main Points:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Iron Man Crossover (Self-Made Hero)
Summary: faster to read
Word Count: 55
Rating: Teen
“Slayer here. You reading me, Paladin?”
“Yep, loud and clear.”
“Okay, report in, what’s up?”
“Well, we were actually wondering if you could have a speech for the folks here at our little shindig.”
“You’re having a party without me?
“We’ll bring you cake.”
“Forgiven. As long as it’s a small cake all for me.”
“That line there about making the world a better place? It’s not just some fancy slogan; I do believe that. Maybe it’s naive and unattainable, but just ‘cause we can’t make it perfect doesn’t mean we shouldn’t improve. It doesn’t cheapen our efforts. It doesn’t erase the good we’ve done.”
He adapts the Exoskel to a Containment Cylinder for villain capture, or Concyl, because everything has to have a catchy name. (Or so he says. Kris suspects he gets a kick out of making people trying to pronounce made-up words.)
When Xander thinks about it, really thinks about it, he’s partial to Silver Paladin.
It’s not any more or less derivative than anything else anyone has proposed, and it can evoke ‘White Knight’ without actually being White Knight, especially, well. Not that he has any guarantees that it’ll go the way it does in any of the futures he remembers, but in a lot of universes those end up having connotations he’d really like to not associate himself with. Silver Paladin can have some of the positive connotations with the added benefit of him distancing himself from the negative ones. Plus, then there’s the parallel to Star. Most people won’t know that, he’s keeping the AI stuff closer to his chest because he’s seen how that goes wrong, too, but he’ll know, and she’ll know.
( Chapter 394: Superstition )