Someone's already submitted Firefly!

I noticed that when I peeked in the thread earlier today. Do I dare check back in? Is there stupidity? Is there entertaining stupidity?

Someone already submitted "The Inside" as an obscure fandom, so the only reason I have to go to the thread would be for the sheer fun of it.

There's no back-and-forth, so really there's not much opportunity for entertaining stupidity. Several repeats of various kinds, though, either in-thread or stuff that was in the challenge last year.

ETA: Gummi Bears! Oh, God, someone must do a Gummi Bears/Care Bears crossover. Clearly.

I recently rewatched most of the first season of Gummi Bears. I could TOTALLY write Gummi Bears fic. Sadly, I am unfamiliar with the Care Bears.

However, Gummi Bears / The Inside strikes me as, seriously, the weirdest crossover imaginable. I may have to write it just in case. Can you imagine Mel on Gummy Beary Juice? Cuz i can't, but I WANT to.

She'd need a (lot of) cigarette(s)

You know, Gummi Bears is oddly ficcable.

However, Gummi Bears / The Inside strikes me as, seriously, the weirdest crossover imaginable. I may have to write it just in case.

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In a way, I really hope you do write this.

Gummi Bears... that really brings back some memories.

Gummy Bears... high adventure that's beyond compare...

OMG, gayest theme song ever.

I threw a Gummi Bears themed event one time third term. It involved playing that song on repeat. So. Bad. I love it.

Dashing and daring, courageous and caring,
Faithful and friendly with stories to tell.
All through the forest they sing out in chorus
Marching along as their songs fill the air.

Gummi bears! Bouncing here and there and everywhere
High Adventure that's beyond compare
They are the gummi bears.

*too-de-tooo, toodly-too-TOOOO*

Magic and mystery are part of their history
Along with the secret of gummi beary juice.
The legend is growing, they take part in knowing
They fight for the right in whatever they do!

Gummi bears! Bouncing here and there and everywhere!
High adventure that's beyond compare!
They are the Gummi Bears.
*doo-de-doo!*
They are the Gummy Bears!

Wait. You're telling me they made a television show out of a candy?

... Nah, even I can't summon up the appropriate outrage.

It's the Disneyist show ever, too, I decided. Hundreds of images that recall old Disney movies to my mind, especially The Sword and the Stone (which makes sense, as they both have kings and medieval castles and such).

Nikita has competition. A friend on LJ linked to what has got to be the worst DC slashfic I've read. I'm doubled over here trying to not laugh out loud. I mean, bad. If I thought anyone would be on AIM, I'd be bugging them to laugh with me. Not since the days of that guy who wrote things like Buffy/Mummy Hand non-con have I seen something this horrific.

Choice bits:
"I remember very well those blue eyes beneath that mask. As azure as the skies that Superman flies, as clear as the limitless horizon, and yet infinitely more innocent. They enthralled me the first time they locked with my own."

Curse those corrupt skies. What the hell is Supes doing to them?

"My eyes never leave his as my hands reach towards the lining gracing his shoulders. Nightwing instinctively steps back. Hold still, I command. Then I grasp the spandex cloth which composes the blue stripes of his costume and slowly tear it down across his chest. The blue stripes are ripped slowly, leaving a V-shaped opening across his chest, exposing in a diagonal line his bare bosom and copper nipples.

I stare at those nubs heatedly. They are magnificent, as I suspected. Without thought, I cup his bosom with both hands and began to massage them."

Wow. Manbodice ripping. Manboobs. Umm.

"My hands encircle his back, as my tongue follows the path of my hands. Licking and biting from the hollow of his throne to the middle of his chest then finally to his left nipple. His body shivers again as I tongue the areole, bathing it with my saliva, grazing it with my teeth. Then my mouth opens to take the hardening nipple all the way in, sucking and swallowing the entire pectoral muscle surrounding it."

The whole pectoral muscle? Damn. That's quite the mouthful. Also, why does his body appear to have a throne?

"Clear the table, Richard, I snarl. One hand tugs at his balls, anothers finger parting his pucker hole."

Pucker. Hole.

"The thin rope-like piece of silvery, flexible metal, light as a feather but impenetrable as steel, wraps around his torso; a branch tapering off at the small of his back curves into a small cone that fits snugly into his anal hole, sealing it."

...

"Actually, he is more accurate than he knows. That belt, designed solely by me in my own labs, is actually a mini-computer that Eros and De Sade would have given their hormones for. Its programming specifies that only my fingers, identified by their prints, can unlock and remove it. No other man or woman can; not even Richard. The only exception is the daily or occasional call of nature. The belt around the torso is cued to recognize the urgency of his digestive needs; at the slightest indication, the cone unlocks itself, falls off--and as soon as Richard has finished, flushes his anal canal with soap and water, and seals it again."

I... I...

I'm tempted to tag like, half of the lines in this.