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Hullo,

I'm CrevanFox, welcome to my DW fic journal. I have a LJ equivalent under the same name. It's going to take some time to get my fics over here, please be patient.

My fics (except those marked remix or co-authored) are open for remixing, commentary, etc. Just give me credit for the original version whereever the new story is posted, and let me know so I can squee with geeker/fic writer joy.

I always warn for non con, and dub con. I don't write RPF or incest fics.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters, shows, and my soul belong to their respective creators/the studios/the student loan people. I make no profit from anything, ever.


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What I know
Runaways
drabble

propmt from Drabble, on dreamwidth :the hellen keller quote : Life is either daring adventure or nothing.
Security does not exist in nature,
nor do the children of men as a whole experience it.
Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure.
The fearful are caught as often as the brave

-Hellen Keller



Chase knows how to take a punch,
Molly knows how to throw one.
Nico knows how to cast spells,
Karolina knows that being in love feels like magic.
Victor knows what it is to be human, only because he isn't.
Xavin knows what it is to be among family, because he found one.
Old Lace knows that there are ways around any order or law, if you're creative (if you have to pee).
Alex knows some rules were meant to be broken.
Gert knows almost everything, except how to survive.
Topher knows the bitter touch of sunlight.
The Pride knows how to kill.
The Gibborrim know the taste of defeat.
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Original Fic: Equanimity
, by [profile] little_missmimi
Remix: Equanimity (The gemini rising Remix)
Firefly
ficlet



It pulls and it pushes.

Even docked as far from the edge of it, River can feel the ocean. She can smell the crisp scent of real air (not recycled, unhygienic and on a breeze, not out of vent) kissed by the sea (pungent).

Like a river returning to the ocean that spawns it, River slips out of the ship, skips and twists over rocks, past people and buildings to the oceans edge.

No one notices her leave, all too concerned with their own little worlds (cheap alternators, studies, money, women).

Too hot sand pushes her forward. Burns at her feet until her toes dip into the edge of cool wet sand, sprayed by the ocean.

The call of the ship (they need her) pulls her back. The needs and wants of a ship full of people calls her home.

With a sigh she turns.

She knows she'll be back.

Rivers always flow to the sea.
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Like a Shakespearean Tragedy,
Buffy
drabble for open_on_sunday
prompt:dash


A brave vessel, who had no doubt some noble creature in her, Dash'd all to pieces."

-The Tempest. Act I, Scene II.

They'd sent her home in a box.

His baby. His Slayer. Now broken.

She'd never known that he'd loved her like a daughter. He kept to Watcher protocol, to a fault. He'd spent her entire life acting as though she were nothing more than a container for something greater.

It must have been a terrible childhood. To grow up and know only training, duty, and obligation.

She'd been more than he could have ever hoped for.

Sam Zabuto just wished he'd told Kendra that before she'd died.
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Everything Must Go!
Buffy,
drabble
prompt:sale, for open_on_sunday

She'd bought it on sale.

He'd recognized her and given her a discount.

She'd laugh if the pain in her head, the stitch in her side weren't so bad. She'd laugh if she wasn't about to die.

She was just the girlfriend (in the refridgerater!) -damn it. This was not the time for her popculture feminist to pop it's head out for a lecture.

If she was a better magic user- but no, magic is what got her into this mess.

Stupid spell, stupid lies that got her into this.

Jenny kept running.

She'd bought the orb on sale. How apt. This was a cheap death.
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Moment
Firefly drabble
for the Because we're awesome drabbleathon


She grounds the inkstick into the well of water in the inkstone. Her paint has to be just the right consistency. She places the brush to the rice paper and prepares to draw the first line.

First to the left, increasing pressure to broaden the stroke, turning the brush between her fingers downward.

Pause.

Now upward to the right.

Inara breathes deeply, as peaceful in her shuttle as she ever was in the silence of the training house.

Obvlious to Kaylee and River at play, the pounding of Jaynes boots, the rumbling of the engine and the captain.

Her entire world is captured in one word.

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