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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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Night World
Dresden Files
Harry Potter
Riddick verse (Pitch Black)
Star Trek
Star Wars


50 word
five things
challenge/prompt inspired
character study


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Original Fic: Abundance of Goods does no harm, by [personal profile] benebu
Remix: Abundance Of Goods Does No Harm (The dirge Remix)
Harry Potter
double drabble

This is the Last Will and Testament of Dobby, a free House Elf

I, Dobby, being of sound mind and body do hereby bequeth my entire collection to one Harry Potter; the most noble of Wizards, to whom Dobby is forever indebted.

With a flourish, the House Elf signed and dated the document, and sent it by owl to Winky, the executrix of his estate. He was the first house elf in known history to even have an estate, and he was quite pleased he had something to leave behind to the ones who mattered most to him.

Winky had finally started to come around and he trusted her with this most sacred of tasks. She also happened to be the only other free elf capable of doing what he asked (he certainly couldn't ask a Wizard to help one such as him)

It was all he had in the world but it was everything. Sometimes at night he would pull his collection out and run his long fingers over the different textures, look at the different colours and patterns. They were all so beautiful.

It was a week after the war ended that a box full of socks arrived at Harry Potter's doorstop.
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Original Fic: Horace's Five Favourite Sins, by [personal profile] benebu
Remix: Horace's Five Favourite Sins (The ace of spades Remix)
Harry Potter

He can be lazy, and take more than his share. Who is he to deny a good thing it's time and place?

Lust; once upon a time, Horace was quite the ladies man. Not that a gentlemen would discuss such a thing.

And he has been quick to anger when confronted with a stubborn mind.

Horace will admit to his occasional fight with the green eyed monster.

He's a proud man, but really, how can one be humble unless one has something to be proud of?

But his greatest sin, the one Harry wants him to relive, it's too much. Some sins aren't for confessing.
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Subterfuge and Distraction

"Did you change your hat again?"

"Nope, same hat I always wear" Molly said, "Now shhh! I'm finding out if Harry Potter lives."

"I'm pretty sure that's new, Molly. Where exactly are you getting them from anyway? That's the 50th hat I've seen you wear." Chase flopped down beside her on the couch. "Do stores even sell hats like that?"

Molly sighed. "You know Chase, just 'cause I'm not in school doesn't mean I don't want to learn and be smart" She fixes him with her best Gert impersonation and jiggles the book.

She raises the book over her face and smiles.
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This flower that smiles today
Dresden Files bookverse
prompt was Morgan/flower at Dresden Flash fic on LJ.

warning: offscreen OFC death

title and cut text from Robert Herrick's Poem "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time"

gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still flying )
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Mary's Song
Dresden Files bookverse

quote within text is from page 109 of Death Masks, and contains spoilers for it.
title and cut text are from Sylvia Plath's poem Mary's Song

character study of the Archive
warning: contains canon suicidal impulses, which are not acted on.

O Golden Child, the world will kill and eat )
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While Sleeping, I murder the world
Dresden Files bookverse
prompt was sleep for Dresden flash fic on LJ

in text quote from Proven Guilty, p. 315
title is from the poem Monster, by Cliff J. Burns

For Lucifer was once God's most beloved creation )

There is nothing that cannot be achieved
through sustained effort and an exertion of the
will; the mind can bend and shape reality at its
discretion; while sleeping, I murder the world.
-Violins in the Void
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It was done.

Harry removed Gryffindor's sword from Edward Cullen's body with a jerk and turned to Ron and Herminione, who stood over the blue-faced Bella.

"Next time we'll stop them before they get a movie"

"You think Mcgonagall's feminist group is done with Stephanie Meyer yet?" asked Ron.
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Twilight vs. Wolverine

Logan should have realized there was trouble brewing when the precognitive kid holed up in his room with a month supply of food annd refused to come out until "that damn book went away."

The next day Logan noticed a few girls in his self defense class weren't paying attention. That shit just didn't happen in his class. He yelled, they cringed and he figured that was the end of it. The next day they'd brought the fucking book to class with them.

He didn't get the weird apple motif on the cover, and frankly he didn't give a damn. On the way back to his room he passed groups of giggling girls, all with that same book. It was really starting to freak him out. And what was with the all the girls putting sparkles on shit?

By the end of the week he'd pretty much locked himself into his room as well.

Eventually the fad seemed to fade away, as all teen obsessions did and Logan wandered downstairs. It was late, and that kid was watching TV, like he always did at night when everyone else slept.

"Anything good on, kid?"

"not really, just this documentary about the Twihard phenomenon."

"I thought that book was old news?" Logan said, the fear blunt in his voice.

"The first one, yeah, this is about the sequel."


"There's gonna be 4 books in total-"the kid turned to look, but Logan was gone,"Mr Logan?"
But Logan was off, already planning his extended trip to northern Canada.
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The Devil's Due
Xover with multiple fandoms:Reaper,and Supernatural, with shout outs to Buffyverse, Firefly, Harry Potter, Whoverse, and Dollhouse
Posted to Writercon100
Blue light special, as many qualifying fandoms in 100 words.

"What's this?" asked Sam, as the Devil passed him a paper.

"It's your list of souls, Sammie Boy" the Devil smiled.

"Uh, yeah, whatever buddy, you've got the wrong guy" said Dean, as he shot Sam a look.

"Voldermort, Angelus, Spike, the Deleks.... aren't these-"

"the worst damned ever to escape hell, Sammie. You don't want their evil in the world do you?"

"Joss Whedon is on this list" Sam said.

"Isn't that the Firefly, Buffy guy? those chicks were hot" Dean said, lost in dirty thoughts.

"Have you seen Dollhouse? Nuff said" the Devil replied.

"well, we can at least check into it," Sam suggested.
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She Who Drowns Is Not Bothered By the Rain
Night World (Daughter of Darkness)

xposted to Twilight Tales and TTales on LJ

It was probably nothing. Really. The boy doted on her, would never hurt her. Couldn't hurt a fly. She worried at her lip.

But the half glimpsed glint in his eye, the darkness she sensed in him...

Mrs. Burdock pulled the ornate silver butterknife from the drawer.

The girl, Mary Lynette, was the closest thing she had to family. She cared about her. She'd go so far as to say she loved her like a daughter, here, far from the enclave and the rules, (and only in her own head).

As for the other rule, she was not quite free enough to tell her anything that might actually save her should the wolf turn.

"Here you are sweetie, maybe this will help you with your gasflap thing."

Hopefully the girl would still hear her warning.

"Gas cap. and thank you, Mrs B." Said Mary Lynnette as she reached for the knife, "I'm sure this will work perfectly."
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Night World
Xposted at LJS100

Galen sighed. He went to the kitchen and returned with a garbage bag, then pulled the comforter off the bed and shoved it into the bag.

On his way he ran into James and Poppy. Both nodded a hello, then paused and made faces. Poppy sniffed the air, made another face.

"Is that-"

"Don't ask" Galen cut her off without breaking his stride.

Thankfully he made it to the laundry room without running into anyone else (who had a super sense of smell) and started the washing machine.

Galen was really going to have to talk to Keller about cleaning up her own damn hairballs
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There's Always Elvis
Night World
Drabble for LJS100
Prompt was music

Poppy sat beside the stereo, flipping through her CDs, frowning.

Everything she played sounded disjointed, stopping and starting.

When she mentioned it to James he had looked at her like she was nuts.

"Yeah, everything digital sounds like that"

Poppy had given him a blank look in return.

"It's not supposed to, the music should play smoothly."

"Not to vampire ears. We can hear the pauses. He stopped when he saw how upset she looked. "Aw, Poppy, you can always listen to records. They sound alright." He hugged her.

Buried in his shoulder Poppy didn't mention that you probably couldn't get the Netherland Skippy dance on vinyl.


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