#fluxx fics

[constantfluxx]

Echoes, Ch 1: Judgement Day

“Declare yourselves before the Board,” he commanded, taking what fleeting delight he could in the mild power trip of conducting quarreling ants. The taller Professor, broad-shouldered and clean-cut, stepped forward and offered the Board a crisp bow of his head. “Professor Riel Archan, Department of Core Operations. I am accompanied by my personal TAU, designation: 4ZR-PH73.” The cryodoll beside him, dressed in a frilled, white ensemble Professor Riel likely once glimpsed in an ancient history archive, mimicked his bow with eerie precision, then fixed the soft blue glow of his eyes upon the Director - but remained silent. The shorter Professor, slight of frame and all but glowering up through a heavy bulb of thick, dark locks, gestured to the cryodoll beside them as they took Professor Riel’s place. “Professor Bel Zebu, Department of Eden Enforcement. I am accompanied by my personal TAU, designation: CR0-WL33.” In stark contrast to PH73, this cryodoll looked like Professor Bel had simply acquired the cheapest fabric they could find that would still render him passably presentable, strips of leather tightly wrapping some parts of his form while looser drapes hung from others. At the very least, Professor Bel cared enough to dye it all black so it matched, though whether with actual dye or repurposed oil residue it was impossible to tell. WL33’s yellow stare swept across the Board with a nigh imperceptible flicker - but he, too, remained silent. The Director scowled. “Insubordination. Not a good start to your presentation, Professors.”

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[softspiderling]

get like me | j.h.s.

summary: “What’s a pretty boy like him going to do for you hm?” You clenched your teeth at his words. The way he talked about Jake like he wasn’t there just didn’t sit right with you. Jake wrapped his arm around your waist, calming you down slightly. or, the one where you defend Jake's honor

pairing: Jake “Hangman” Seresin x reader

warnings: cursing, mentions of violence and a bloody nose

word count: 2,8k

author’s note: this idea came to me in a dream also inspired by that one tik tok trend "talk to me, I talk back", hope you like it and feel free to leave so many comments, or reblog with a simple AHHH! I also wanted to add, that I think it's so funny, that I called it a chaotic hangman fic and everyone and their mother decided it's hangman who's chaotic in this, but instead it's the reader and hangman is just, a very very good boyfriend lmao. BUT I don't want to spoil you in anyway, so happy reading!!

The sun has set quite a while ago and your housewarming party has dwindled to an end. Most of your guests had already left at an appropriate time, and the only people left were the usual ragtag group, seated around the coffee table. Everyone was having their own conversation, but you paused when you heard Callie speak.

“What did you just say?”

“I was talking about my birthday party in two weeks. I’ll probably just do like, a small get together,” Callie said with a shrug and you protested, shaking your head so vehemently that the others grew concerned for you. 

“No. Nope, no way. I am not letting you celebrate your 30th birthday party with a “small get together”,” you argued, quoting the air. “We are going out!”

“Sweets, maybe you should let Halo decide for herself what she wants to do, it is her birthday after all,” Jake interjected and you only clamp his mouth shut with your hand. 

“Callie, Callie, hey Callie, listen to me,” you called her, snapping your fingers at her. 

You realized that you were being a tad obnoxious, but they were used to it. You tended to act like a five year old on a sugar high when you got excited. Jake merely watched in exasperation, with a smile on his face.

“I am listening,” Callie snorted, pushing your hand down gently. 

“What if I told you I could get us in FLUXX?”

Callie’s eyes widened and even some of the guys suddenly seemed interested. You knew this was going to be a cake walk.

“My birthday is in two weeks. If we get on the list, and that’s a big if, their tables have been booked out for at least a month,” Callie pointed out, but you only shrugged with your shoulders. 

“But I am tight with the owner.”

That set of a stream of shouts by everyone.

“Are you serious?”

“I am going to get so drunk.”

“Their DJ always plays dope music, I’ve been wanting to go there for ages!”

“Isn’t that where DiCaprio always goes?”

“I heard that they play their music so loud you can feel it in your chest.”

“Okay, okay, so I guess it’s settled? We’re going to FLUXX for Callie’s birthday?” you asked, before everyone got carried away and the answer was a resounding yes. 

“I do have one condition though,” Callie interjected, and everyone looked at her. “I want to set the dress-code. No jeans,” she said, pointing at Natasha, who only rolled her eyes. “No Hawaiian shirts,” Callie looked pointedly at Rooster, “And no tooth-picks.”

“Aw, come on!” Jake complained, leaning his arms on your shoulders gently. “Tooth-picks are what make my outfits.”

“Birthday girl said no tooth-picks babe, you’ll survive one night,” you needled him, patting his hand consolingly.

“It’s not even her birthday yet,” Jake grumbled under his breath.

///

Two weeks later, you were standing in front of the doors of FLUXX, and when the bouncer undid the velvet rope to let you inside, it felt like stepping into another universe: the music was loud, the lights were bouncing everywhere and there were so many people on the dance floor, it looked like it was just one big mass. The hostess led you to your table and everyone fell into the booth. 

“Alright, let’s go dance,” you said, clapping into your hands but Jake whined, looking up at you. 

“We just sat down,” he pouted, leaning back on the leather couch. “How about we order some drinks first?”

“Oooh, yes, I want one of those sparkly vodka buckets,” Javy said, his eyes glowing as he eyed the table across from you. 

“We literally just pregamed at Rooster’s place,” Natasha pointed out, bouncing on her heels and you linked your arm with hers.

“Fine, you boys can order more drinks, we’re going to dance,” you said, grabbing Callie as well. 

“Be careful!” Jake called after you and you merely threw a love you over your shoulder, dragging Natasha and Callie to the dancefloor. 

It took you a while to weasel your way into the middle of the dance floor, but when you finally managed to find a good spot, you pulled Natasha and Callie close, jumping up and down. It was packed and really really hot, but the smile you all were wearing made it worth it. You knew how exhausting their jobs were and a good night filled with dancing and music was really all they needed to let loose a bit. They all deserved it, especially Callie.

The three of you spent the next half hour or so just dancing around with no exhibitions, trying to get the DJ to play your favorite songs and just acting like complete fools. 

“I think it’s time to do some more shots!” you yelled as the DJ started playing another remix of Despacito.

“I am not doing anymore shots,” Callie said vehemently, but you only shook your head, grabbing her by the shoulders, shaking her.

“You are so doing more shots,” you yelled at her. “It’s your birthday, you can’t be anything less than happy drunk.”

“Yeah, I can definitely remember you promising me to do a tequila shot!” Natasha added and Callie groaned, tipping her head back. 

“Then I definitely need to pee before.”

“I’ll come with.”

“I’ll get the shots!”

Callie and Natasha disappeared into the crowd, while you made your way to the bar, which proved to be way harder than it seemed, but you weren’t surprised. 

“Hey, can I get 12 tequila shots?” 

The bartender gave you a wide eyed look and you waved her off. “Just get me a bottle of tequila with some salt and lime, I am at table 14.”

She gave you a thumbs up and disappeared around back to prepare your order. You stood by the bar, bouncing your head to the music, your fingertips tapping against the counter. When someone came up on the bar next to you, dangerously close, you assumed it was to get the bartender’s attention, however when they suddenly leaned their face into your personal space, you started to get uncomfortable.

“I’m sorry, can I help you?”

“An entire bottle of Tequila, hm? What’s the occasion?” A man asked you and you gave him a tight smile, taking a few steps back. 

“My friend is celebrating her birthday.”

He pursed lips in a smile. “Birthday, huh? Sounds fun. I’m Ethan. Any way I could join you?”

“Sorry,” you said, smiling gratefully at the bartender who returned, accepting the Tequila bottle with the bucket of lime slices with the salt shaker and some shot glasses. “It’s friends only.”

With that, you turned your back to him and headed back to your table, shuddering at the encounter. As you arrived at the table, the others cheered at the sight of you, Jake however immediately caught the pinch in your brow. 

“You okay?” he asked, wrapping his arms around you as you dropped in his lap, pushing the Tequila bottle on the table, lining up the shot glasses. 

“Yeah, there was just a creep at the bar. I’m fine, though.”

“Alright, Tequila shots!” Natasha cheered when she returned from the bathroom with Callie in tow, who only looked at the bottle of Tequila with a look of regret. As everyone prepared their salt lines and lime slices, Bradley raised his glass. 

“To Halo. And Y/N for planning this insane birthday party.”

“To Callie!” you whooped and licked the salt, before downing the tequila shot, sucking on the lime afterwards. 

“Still not a fan of tequila shots,” Callie choked, setting the glass down on the table, the birthday crown crooked on her head. “Let’s get back to the dance floor! We didn’t come here to shmooze. And I want everyone shaking their butts!”

With that, the ones who went willingly, dragged the unwilling ones to the dance floor. Even though Jake was digging his heels into the floor, you knew that he was hiding all of his sweet dance moves, not wanting to make a fool out of himself in front of his teammates. At first, Callie walked around in circles, trying to get everyone to dance, but eventually everyone started dancing, even Neil and Brigham.

You didn’t see the team letting loose nearly enough, and watching Jake with his friends dancing like there was no tomorrow, really proved how FLUXX was the best idea for Callie’s birthday. Soon, everyone was cheering Callie on while she completely went insane in your dance circle. 

“That tequila shot really gave her the last push over the edge!” you yelled over to Natasha and she doubled down in laughter before joining Callie in the circle. 

“Hey, you wanna get some air?” Jake whispered in your ear and you nodded, tapping Javy on the shoulder to let him know you’d be outside, before the two of you headed to the outdoor area of FLUXX. 

While it was still warm outside, the air was much clearer and fresh, and you hadn’t even realized how stuffy it was inside. Inhaling deeply, you leaned against the wall, Jake’s hands finding your waist. You looked up at him, grinning. 

“I know you don’t really like to go out clubbing, but it looks like you’ve been enjoying yourself so far.”

“I am. We don’t really go out clubbing as a squadron, it’s nice. It also helps that you’re not the most chaotic one in there.” 

“Oh shut up,” you laughed, swatting his chestly lightly and he only smirked at you, before he leaned down to give you a kiss. He usually didn’t like kissing in public, with him working in the Navy and all and wanting to keep his private life as private as possible, but with all the drinks he’s had, it seemed like he didn’t care. You kissed him back, wrapping your arms around his neck, his arms splayed across your lower back. After a while, you pulled away, knowing if you continued, you’d do a lot more than kiss. 

“How about we end this party a bit earlier and catch a ride home?” Jake asked lowly and you snorted, shaking your head at him. 

“I am not ditching Callie’s birthday party so we can have sex,” you said with a roll of your eyes, amused. 

“It was worth a try,” Jake sighed, winking at you before lacing his hand with yours. “Come on, let’s head back inside.”

The two of you walked back inside, snaking your way through the crowd, when you caught sight of Javy and Logan at the bar, trying to wave down the bartender unsuccessfully. Seeing you and Jake, Javy flailed his hands, trying to get Jake to come over.

“I’ll-,”Jake said, and you nodded. “Do you need anything?”

“A water would be nice at this point.”

“Smart girl.”

With a peck on your lips, he made his way over to the bar while you returned to your table, where Natasha and Callie were already pouring a new line of Tequila shots,  Bob, Billy and Neil only watching in horror.

“Oh hey, you’re back! We’re doing another round of Tequila shots, you in?”

Bob shook his head at you behind Natasha’s back, but you only sighed, shrugging with your shoulders. 

“Fine, count me in.”

Natasha poured another shot of Tequila, and you handed the lime slices around, when someone walked up to the table and you grimaced. 

“I see you’re doing Tequila shots, any chance I can do a body shot off of you?”

God, men really didn’t know how to take a hint, did they? The guy from the bar, Ethan, stood at your table with two other guys behind him. Everyone exchanged glances and Natasha only pulled a face at the guy, as he obliviously leered at you. 

“No way in hell.”

“Aw, come on baby,” Ethan laughed, stepping closer and you only frowned at him. 

“Back off man, she has a boyfriend.”

“Oh do you?” he said, completely ignoring Natasha. “Well then, I guess I wouldn’t mind some girl on girl action.

What the hell?

You gave Natasha and Callie a look, who looked seconds away from punching the jerk in the face, as the guys only watched, not knowing if or when they should cut in. The tension ebbed slightly when Jake returned with Javy and Logan in tow, looking around with furrowed brows.

“Everything okay?” Jake asked, handing you the water bottle. 

“Yeah, these guys were just leaving,” you said with a smile, leaning into him.

“That your boyfriend?” Ethan asked, looking Jake up and down, Jake merely raised a brow at him. 

“You got a problem with that?”

“What’s a pretty boy like him going to do for you hm?”

You clenched your teeth at his words. The way Ethan talked about Jake like he wasn’t there just didn’t sit right with you. He wrapped his arm around your waist, calming you down slightly.

“I think you should leave, buddy,” Javy said, stepping in as well but Ethan only raised his hands, laughing slightly. 

“I think the lady should maybe spend some time with me, she’ll see that’d give her a much better time than blondie over there.”

It was obvious that the guy was itching for a fight, trying goad Jake into punching him, but Jake never was that kind of man who’d get physical, he’d rather taunt people with words. You, on the other hand, liked to punch people, especially assholes. 

So that was what you did.

Jake was just a second too late to hold you back, and your fist connected with Ethan’s nose, it crunched satisfyingly and he stumbled back into his friends, not having expected the punch. Callie’s jaw dropped and Natasha only snorted, while Jake grabbed you by the waist before you could swing out another time, holding you in place.

“Holy shit!” Reuben exclaimed, and you hadn’t even seen him come back to the table with the others.

“Bitch!” Ethan cursed, holding onto his bloody nose. He lunged forward, but his friends pulled him back, knowing that they couldn’t win a fight against so many people. They muttered between themselves, throwing dirty glances in your direction, before dragging Ethan away, while you only yelled after them. 

“Come back for another taste if you dare!”

Everyone was stunned and Jake bit back a laugh, his grip still tight on you as if he expected you to go after them.

“I think it’s time to go.”

///

It was around noon when you woke up, someone repeatedly slapping your face. Groaning, your eyes fluttered open. Callie was pressed into your side, her hand on your cheek while Natasha was snoring on the other side. You couldn’t quite remember how you got into… Bradley’s bedroom? But you did remember punching that dick in the face, rubbing your sore hand with a grin. 

“Hey guys, wake up. We should make sure that the others are still alive,” you muttered, shoving the other women, only getting whines in response. Dragging them both out of bed, you headed to the living room where the guys had camped out last night, barely awake. 

“Thanks for giving us the bed, Bradley,” you mumbled, squeezing in between him and Jake on the pull-out couch, while Natasha and Callie rolled onto the air mattress, squishing Neil and Brigham.

“As long as you guys didn’t desecrate it with vomit, no problem,” he muttered, burying his face into the pillow. Jake wrapped his arms around you, pressing a kiss on your head. 

“You sleep okay?”

Nodding, you closed your eyes, laying your head on his chest. “Thanks for tucking me in.”

“Did I imagine things or did Y/N really deck a guy at FLUXX last night?” Billy asked, sitting up and rubbing his eyes. As everyone started recalling last night's memory, you only rolled your eyes.

"I completely forgot."

“That was awesome.”

“He deserved it,” you muttered and Callie grunted in response. 

“He did. God, what a vile pig.”

Jake rolled his eyes, rubbing your back. “I really can’t take you anywhere, can I?”

“Well, someone had to defend your honor. It wasn’t like you were going to do anything. And I know for a fact that Javy was seconds away from punching him, too.”

“She’s right.”

“You shouldn’t have held her back, Hangman,” Bradley piped in, his face still in the cushions, before turning to look at you. “I wasn’t even there from the beginning, but you definitely should’ve gotten more punches in.”

“Stop enabling her!”

“Please stop yelling,” Logan groaned, pulling the blanket over his head. That seemed to be waking Bradley up, as he pushed his own blankets off, throwing his legs off the couch. 

“Alright, let’s get up, time for breakfast!”

That started a round of scuffle, trying to get everyone to get up while Jake pulled you close once more, kissing your cheek. 

“I’m sorry. I know you don’t like violence, but that guy really pissed me off,” you said quietly and Jake only hummed, combing through your hair with his fingers.

“It’s okay. I like that you’re able to stand up for yourself. And for me, for that matter.”

“It was nice, to be honest. He was so out of line, I hate it when people talk badly about me or you, it just makes me so angry,” you muttered.

“Well, thank you for defending my honor,” Jake chuckled. “You’re my knight in shining armor.”

author's note: 10 points to everyone who can guess who says what when everyone starts talking at once when reader reveals she knows the owner of FLUXX

🏷️list: @luckyladycreator2 // @littlebadariell

people who I think might like this: @obiwankenobiskenobis-lap // @novagreen04

[malecficlibrary]

Magnus Ain’t Afraid of No Ghost by Fluxx

Chapters: One-Shot Genre: Canon AU Length: Under 5K Rating: General Audience Secondary Characters: None Secondary Pairings: None Themes: Alec POV, Battle Couple, Drained Magic, Established Relationship, Ghosts, Hurt & Comfort, Protective Alec, Sick Magnus  

Summary:

A wraith is wreaking havoc upon a helpless Mundane neighborhood. Luckily, Magnus and Alec come to the rescue! After getting the Mundane to safety, they turn their sights to the forest, intent on vanquishing the not-so-departed spirit before it can harm anyone else. Magnus knows a way to draw it out, but Alec's not quite sold on the idea...

[missjoolee]

deep silence between the notes (deafens me with endless love)

Tell me things.

Yes, yesssssssss friend. I will tell you.

This one is a companion piece to I Hit Back a Little Louder. These lyrics make me think about the things people do to show their love besides just saying it and so it was originally a 4+1 of moments that Luke and Julie show their love and understanding without for the other. It's kinda in fluxx because one of the moments I started writing for it seemed to be too essential to the main fic plot so I'm having to brainstorm some more. Which, honestly, isn't the worst because I still have a ways to go in the main fic to catch up to when these moments take place. (also, as i am reading it to find a sharable snippet, i'm realizing it's going to need heavy edits. oof)(also, also, I remember writing more of this than i apparently did. oop.)

feel free to ask me about one of my other wips

A Styrofoam cup is thrust in front of Luke’s face, breaking his train of thought.  His gaze follows the arm holding the cup up to Julie’s face. Her gentle expression makes his heart skip a beat. “what’s this?” Her expression turns teasing. “What does it look like? What else would be in a Sonic cup?” “Did you get me a milkshake, Molina?” He takes a sip. “Oh my god. Is that Oreo and hot fudge? You’re the fucking best.” “Whoa! There are milkshakes?!” Reggie exclaimed finally noticing that Julie had returned. “Where’s mine?” Julie shrugs nonchalantly, taking a sip of her own Nutella shake and then playing with the straw. “What do you mean, yours? I had a BOGO coupon and since Luke is hosting, he got the free one.” “That’s not fair! You can’t just flaunt ice cream in front of me and not share!” He turns puppy eyes on Julie and then Luke. Julie remains unswayed, an incredulous look on her face.  “I don’t know what to tell you, Reg. I think I saw some ice cream sandwiches in the freezer but you’d have to ask Luke if you can have any.” The puppy eyes flick back to Luke and he doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t remember buying any ice cream sandwiches. “Uhh... I’m not sure there are any, but you can have some if there are.” Reggie jumps back to his feet with a whoop and beelines to the kitchen. They hear the sound of Reggie opening the freezer door and then a screech. “JULIE FUCKING MOLINA! YOU LITTLE BRAT! I LOVE YOU!” He rushes back into the room with a banana split sundae cradled in his hands. Complete with cherry on top. “It’s beautiful.” A chuckle escapes Julie. Luke smiles and takes another sip as warmth settles into him at his friend's delight. At this point, Bobby and Alex are both looking at Julie expectantly. She looks back. Alex raises an eyebrow. Julie raises one in return. “If Luke says you can have some, I think I saw some ice cream sandw—“ “She totally got you guys something. There are two more cups in there.” Reggie interrupts. Bobby sighs as he stands up.

[ereri-lost-and-found]

Hi, can you find some nice crossover fics? For example : ereri/riren shadowhunters AU, ecc. Thanks for your work

Hi @lovetardigrades!

Here’s a selection of different crossovers, including a Shadowhunters one~

Attack on Downworld by Fluxx

(Rated G, 4,793 words, oneshot, complete)

Centuries have passed since the fall of the Fair Folk. The world has fallen into chaos, burdened by decades-long Nights interspersed with brief intervals of Day. Despite their best efforts, Werewolves have fallen slave to the Nights - between them and the ever-rampant scourge of demons, all the rest of the Shadow World has been forced to reveal their presence to Mundanes, organizing into territories protected by what few Institutes remain. Even still, tensions run high between the Nephilim and Downworlders, their alliances tenuous at best.

But in the thick of darkness, a new light has been born, holding in him the promise of a brighter future - if only a particular Shadowhunter can find it within himself to see past their differences and let this light bloom.

-

My Bending Master by Heichous_Poncho

(Rated M, 172,751 words, multichapter, complete, TW major character death)

Eren Jaeger, Mikasa Ackerman, and Armin Arlet will never forget May 10, 786. On that day their entire lives change, for better or worse they don't know.

Originally in this world, anyone could bend an element and humanity existed happily with each other. When the Titans, evil destructive spirits, attacked humankind, the people looked to the Avatar, master of all four elements and the only one strong enough to wipe the world of Titans. But the Titans have been winning against all the previous Avatars and increasing in their strength. Now it has come to the final stretch, the Titans against the Avatar. Whoever wins this, wins the fate of the world. There's only one problem: who is the Avatar?

-

Blood of the Dragon by joonohon

(Rated M, 9,288 words, oneshot, complete)

Levi, posing as a knight, was sent across the ocean to the next continent over with one mission.

Find Eren Jaeger. Report his movements to King Smith. And when the time was right, kill him.

But when tangled into the storm of fire and blood that is Eren Jaeger, things get more complicated than Levi had expected.

Part 3 of Eren Week 2015

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Pale Hands Holding an Apple by luna_trancy

(Rated M, 7,179 words, multichapter, ongoing)

Eren is a super horny teenager. And Levi may be a vampire....

About three things I was absolutely positive:

One, my name was Eren Jaeger, because how could I not know my own name.

Two, Levi was a vampire. Yeah, I know that makes no sense but I swear just read on, it'll make sense eventually.

Third, I was hopelessly, knew-better-than-to-let-this-happen, irrevocably in love with him. Like, I wanted his dick down my throat in love with him.

Fuck.

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by Fluxx

While Geralt deals with King Foltest's striga, Jaskier visits the small nearby town of Dorian to visit an old childhood friend as he patiently awaits the witcher's return. However, Jaskier instead discovers an ancient, insidious curse that destroyed that friend's life... and, with Geralt's rejection of a proffered bloom, seals Jaskier's eventual fate.

A special thank you to the following betas for assisting with this fic!

ButchTheDoggo

CatastropheCat

Ingardis

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Words: 14593, Chapters: 2/4, Language: English

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Countess de Stael, Chireadan (The Witcher), Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Renfri | Shrike (The Witcher), Original Male Character(s)

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Jaskier | Dandelion/Countess de Stael, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Chireadan & Jaskier | Dandelion

Additional Tags: Hanahaki Disease, Jaskier | Dandelion Whump, Hurt Jaskier | Dandelion, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Jaskier | Dandelion Loves Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion Has Feelings, Jaskier | Dandelion Deserves Better, Emotionally Constipated Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia Has Feelings, Sick Jaskier | Dandelion, Missing Scene, Song: Kiss From a Rose (Seal), Eventual Happy Ending, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia is Bad at Feelings, Sleeping Beauty Elements, Canon Compliant, Canon Universe

[voldiebuns]

Tag Game

Rules: Answer questions given to you, write 11 new questions, and tag people to answer those questions! 

I was tagged by the fabulous @gimmemorespirk. Thank you <3

1. What skill would you like to learn/have?

I’d love to learn glassblowing. Shatterglass was the first Tamora Pierce book I ever read and since glassblowing featured so prominently in it, I’ve been fascinated ever since. I just think it would be so cool!

2. What’s your go-to trope in fanfic when you’re feeling down and why?

I can’t really think of a specific trope I go for when I’m feeling down, other than just fluff. I’m more likely to go for a specific pairing, which lately has been Bucky/Sam. So maybe it’s the enemies to lovers trope lol But then again, that can describe most of my ships so.

3. Favorite game to play (electronic/board/otherwise)?

I’m a big fan of board games in general, but I guess the one I like to play the most... I really like Fluxx, even though I can never get anyone to play with me lol I have a couple different versions and I’d love to get some more. And some friends who will actually play it with me...

4. If you could meet any 3 historical figures, who would they be?

Cleopatra because I’ve been fascinated with her since I was a kid. Alexander the Great because he was ridiculous and pretty fucking amazing. And Mary Shelley because she is #gothicaesthetic and I’m in awe.

5. Favorite quote?

I actually keep a document of quotes I like, so the list is quite long. But recently, my favorite has been this one from Guillermo del Toro. Especially “the most achievable goal of our lives is to have the freedom that imperfection gives us.“

6. What’s something someone’s done for you that you are grateful for?

After my sib passed, I had a hard time staying at home and just sitting there, so my friends, esp Kenzie, took me out almost every day that first week. It really meant a lot to me to be able to spend time with them when I was in such a Not Good place.

7. If you could have any supernatural power, what would it be?

Does immortality count? Bc I want that lol

8. For reasons, you’re going on an extended backpacking adventure and have to limit personal items to 3 things. What do you bring?

A book, probably The Earth, My Butt, and Other Big Round Things bc it’s my fave or something like The Scar bc it’s huge and I could probably read it a dozen times and still see new things. A personal fan with batters bc I get hot really easily and then cannot function. And lots of bandaids bc I will certainly hurt myself and end up with tons of blisters.

9. What aspect of your personality do you like the most?

I’m not sure what to call it exactly, but I’m always down to do anything with/for my friends. Need help moving? I’ll be there. Want to see this movie that I’m kind of meh on seeing? Sure. Have a thing you don’t want to do alone? I’m in. I like spending time with my friends whatever it is we’re doing, and I like being able to help them if I’m able.

10. Describe what you imagine your life to be like when you’re 75.

I’ll be lounging in a frilly black dress, reading fic on my tablet and watching the newest Star Trek show, where the characters are accidentally taken back in time and see TOS Kirk and Spock’s wedding. I have an entire gallon of vegan ice cream to eat while I gross sob and liveblog along with all of my friends on whatever website kids these days are using.

Basically it’s my life now except I have enough money to be able to just chill and Kirk and Spock are explicitly queer. Yeah.

11. When asked as a child what you wanted to be when you grew up, what was your most frequent answer? What do you actually do now?

I think probably a marine biologist or a chef. The former went out the window when I developed a strong fear of open water lol The later would still be fun. Right now I edit books and do flood determinations. Not what I’d thought I’d be doing when I was a kid, but not terrible for now!

Tagging: @biffelderberry, @srarahcha, @logans-girl2001, @crookedteaspoon, @zjofierose, @thesmilingfish, @deadpai, @mm8fic, @mizstorge, and anybody else if you wanna :)

My questions:

1. What tv shows have you been watching recently?

2. If you could only read/write/make art for one ship for the rest of your life, what would it be?

3. What kind of music do you like?

4. Have you ever been to a convention? How was it?

5. What was your favorite food as a child?

6. Do you have a dream project that you want to work on? Why haven’t you done it?

7. What’s your favorite thing to do on a day off?

8. If you could live anywhere in the world with no thought for cost or being able to speak the language, where would you live?

9. Are you superstitious?

10. Have you ever played DnD or a similar game? How was it?

11. What’s your favorite holiday and how do you celebrate?

[aang-shadowhunters]

Here are my Malec fic recs for the month of October! 🎃 Awesome job with all the fic writing this month, you guys. 😄⭐️

You can also consider this as a way to say thanks to all fanfic writers for Author Appretiation Day. Keep doing what you do, guys! 

[Check out my other fic rec lists]

Haunted Malec - by Fluxx - Rating: G - Words: 3,420

After receiving a tip through Catarina, Magnus and Alec venture to an old, abandoned estate on the outskirts of town to investigate reports of possible demonic activity. What they find certainly didn't come from any realm of Hell, but that doesn't make either of them any happier about it, and they must help each other through their fears to put their spectral guest at last to rest.

Magnus Ain't Afraid of No Ghost - by Fluxx - Rating: G - Words: 1,938

A wraith is wreaking havoc upon a helpless Mundane neighborhood. Luckily, Magnus and Alec come to the rescue! After getting the Mundane to safety, they turn their sights to the forest, intent on vanquishing the not-so-departed spirit before it can harm anyone else. Magnus knows a way to draw it out, but Alec's not quite sold on the idea…

Hold Me - by Marie_Tomas - Rating: T - Words: 5,492

As their relationship develops, Magnus and Alec start sharing a regular 'Special Request Night', where one can ask the other to indulge in something new that they want to try, whether the request is sexual or romantic.

One night, Alec is a little surprised by Magnus's nervous request for Alec to 'just hold him', but to Magnus's delight, he does his best to be a good boyfriend and give Magnus exactly what he wants. The cuddling leads to the two of them opening up a little more to each other.

Forgotten - by NotEvenThat - Rating: T - Words: 4,092

There was a man on the subway that no one else could see besides Magnus. He never spoke. He never moved. He never looked up at all. Until one day, Magnus finally gained the courage to speak to him and that changed.

First And Last - by mansikka - Rating: G - Words: 4,460

Magnus worries about how many times Alec's been the one to say I love you first.

Welcome Home - by CatsRecipehs - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 1,944

Magnus has something important to ask his boyfriend, but will nerves get the better of him?

Those eyes - by Zula_blue - Rating: T - Words: 1,728

Alec loves Magnus' cat eyes and just wants to see them more.

Or, Alec asks Magnus to show him his eyes without a glamour

What I Love About You - by LoveMeThatsAllIAskOfYou - Rating: Not Rated - Words: 1,108

Hours after the party is over, Alec is in bed thinking about Magnus as he sleeps beside him.

The final part of the "Let's Work Together, But Apart" series.

Cupcakes and Coffee - by damnyoudaddario - Rating: G - Words: 729

Magnus has a sweet tooth and he's not happy until it's satisfied. But the new baker at his favorite bakery just might cause a whole new craving.

Bury All Of You - by letmeinthewallsyouvebuiltaround - Rating: G - Words: 4,186

What happens after Alec accepts Magnus' drink in 1x06, leading up to the morning after their impromptu sleepover.

The Advantages of Gift Giving - by predilection - Rating: G - Words: 1,824

Alec learns that Magnus isn't used to receiving gifts. Naturally, he decides to do something about this.

[constantfluxx]

Interstellar, Ch 16: Everglow

"I think it’ll be safer to set up one of our holding cells for the test. We minimize the risk to Mundanes, and if anything goes wrong that has us opening up a demon portal or something it’ll be in a controlled area flanked by plenty of Shadowhunters to deal with it.” Izzy snickered. “Guess my brother’s on board after all!” She gave him a playful pat of his shoulder on her way towards the main elevators. “I’ll go get a cell set up for the test. Text you when I’m done?” “Likewise,” he replied with a nod, moving to one of the armament panels lining the Institute’s control room. As he retrieved a bow and fresh quiver of arrows, he grumbled, “Let’s go catch us a Ravener.” “‘Catch’?” Alec’s eyes widened. Alarmed, he swirled around to intersect what he knew would be an at-best awkward situation— —but the other Izzy already had her bracer leveled between his mother’s eyes, lips pursed so tightly they’d nearly turned white. Beside her, Magnus’ arm mirrored hers, though his sported a split hand to expose an embedded blaster humming with swelling energy. An intense, yellow glow consumed his eyes, though it remained clear they focused upon a small, blue dot the other Izzy’s bracer projected upon Maryse’s brow. “Isabelle?” Maryse was murmuring, hands raised and anxious gaze fixated upon the bizarre and unsettling version of Magnus staring her down. “What’s going on?!”

Read the rest on AO3.

[malecficlibrary]

Monthly Analytics: November 2017

Analytical Highlights

862 total fics recs have been posted in the 9 months since this blog’s creation. 53 of them were posted in the last 30 days. To view this month’s recs, please click here.

THIS MONTH’S BREAKDOWN*:

Total Followers: 1,106 By Chapters: 1 Chaptered Fics and 52 One-Shots By Length: 49 fics Under 5K, 2 fics 5K - 10K, and 2 fics 10K - 25K By Rating: 12 fics Not Rated, 27 fics rated General Audience, 13 fics rated Teen & Up, and 1 fics rated Mature By Genre: 48 Canon AU fics, 1 Crossover / Fusion fics, 3 Human AU fics, and 2 Other AU fics By Point of View: 36 fics that feature Alec’s POV,  24 fics that feature Magnus’ POV, and 6 fics that feature an Outside POV

* - Note that some fics fall into more than one option per category

Other Highlights

NEW AUTHORS:

addie-cake blj2007 Bohemian claryharry FallenQueen2 Fluxx gleeksfreaksandwannabes lightbroke Lilyyuri magicandarchery magnus_bane malecismyheartandsoul ShadowMystic Thelampjoke WakeUpAndSmellTheCoffee wortschatz

NEW FAVORITES:

Blue Moon by AllOfTheFanfic Prompt #45 by Ambros Rum Shots by addie-cake The Chariot by bumblebeesknees The Magic of New Beginnings by Bohemian The Only Treasure by Malteser24

NEW SERIES:

Let’s Work Together, But Apart series by LoveMeThatsAllIAskOfYou

NEW TAGS:

Drunk Alec Food Delivery Post-2x20 Visual Impairment

THIS MONTH’S MOST POPULAR FICS

A Million Somedays by wortschatz Insecurity by gleeksfreaksandwannabes Lessons Learned by tomfoolery14 Maybe One Day by magicandarchery Olive Branches by mansikka Prompt #45 by Ambros Thanksgiving by DarkAliceLilith The Only Treasure by Malteser24 True Love’s Kiss by FallenQueen2 Unlikely Friends by blj2007 and Nan_ette We’ll Figure it Out by essiee and Guardian_Rose Wood and Steel by malecismyheartandsoul You’ll Never Wait Alone by ShadowMystic You’re My Flame in the Dark by blushingalec

MISCELLANEOUS:

The blog marked National Authors Day on November 1st by recognizing the amazing fic writers in the fandom with Author Appreciation Day.

Thanks for another great month!

[direbasilisk]

Tagged by @araneavalon.

Rules: Answer all questions, add one question of your own and then tag as many people as there are questions.

Coke or Pepsi:  Pepsi. Unless alcohol is involved. Then Coke

Disney or Dreamworks: Disney owned my childhood

Coffee or tea:  Tea 100% (altho i’ll still drink coffee)

Books or movies: Books.

Windows or Mac: Windows, I cannot stand using a mac

DC or Marvel: Not really a fan of either, although I’ve liked DC stuff more in the past

Xbox or Playstation: Sony will always have my heart

Dragon Age or Mass Effect: Mass Effect has to win it for me. The setting & gameplay are both just so good.

Night owl or early riser: Night Owl.

Cards or Chess: I really love evil card games so much (Fluxx, Exploding Kittens, etc.)

Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla

Vans or Converse: I love both tbh but i’ve never owned converse, just stolen my sister’s before.

Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash or Adaar: Adaar is my favorite all the way

Paragon or Renegade: Renegade; my Shepard is always so tired of people’s bullshit

Star Wars or Star Trek: Star Wars

One episode per week or binge watching: Binge watching.

Gandalf or Obi-Wan? Obi-Wan

Heroes or Villains? Heroes

John Williams or Hans Zimmer? John Williams

Disneyland/Disney World or Six Flags? I’ve been to Disneyland before & still remember loving it haha

Forest or Beach? Forest, all the way. Hiking, Nature-watching, pretty much anything tbh

Classic old video games or new indie video games? I’m a huge fan of clever af indie games

One-shots or long fics? I really love both really, but some one-shot ideas are fantastic (Looking at jayy’s acid fic) The Elder Scrolls or Fallout? I love the Fallout world so much New Question: Multiplayer or Single Player games? Uhhhh tagging @paleinc @batterwitch @p3hero  (ofc if you don’t want to do these you don’t have to haha)

[ao3feed-geralt-jaskier]

by Fluxx

A stranger has arrived upon The Continent and seized Cirilla. Yennefer and Geralt track them down, only to be met with a bewildering twist upon a familiar face. His trustworthiness and reliability are suspect at best, but aiding his strange antics may be the only way of getting her back.

Track #Fluxx Fics on tumblr for more fics!

Words: 5489, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 3 of Cryo-Crash

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Roach (The Witcher)

Relationships: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia/Jaskier | Dandelion/Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg

Additional Tags: Cyberpunk, Dimension Travel, Memory Loss, To Be Continued

[constantfluxx]

The Children of Flames, CH 27: My Name Is Ruin

An ashen hand snatched its tip, mere inches from its mark. The smell of burning flesh began to fill the air, but Caine’s cold stare remained void of any pain or even rage. As his brother curled beside him, cradling his bleeding wound, he began his slow and calculated advance, further wrapping the whip around his hand with each step.

She struggled against him, trying everything in her power to recall her weapon, but even as it seared more of Caine’s hand still he did not falter. When at last he’d gathered enough of it in his grip, he wrenched it fully from her and tossed it behind him - only then did he allow a triumphant sneer to infect his visage. “This is not your fight, little cherub. Stand down.”

Izzy steeled herself, refusing to turn from Caine’s threatening advance.

It gave Jace just the opportunity he needed to slice the edge of his Seraph blade down along the length of his arm.

Aggravation hissed through Caine’s teeth as he recoiled from the strike. He whirled on Jace, dark eyes alight with rage that rippled across his face in a sneer. “Alright, Golden Boy,” he growled. As he shifted his stance, his wings wrestled themselves free and flexed behind him. “You wanna go?!”

Read the rest on AO3.

[scales-n-art]

IF Y'ALL WANT THE AZIRACROW WITCHER AU FIC, GO PESTER FLUXX (AND FOLLOW HER!). She's the brains and master storyteller in this duo since many years ago. I just make the art :>

Please please please tell me you‘re writing that good omens witcher AU PLEASE

(If you already have i‘m sorry i just found the idea through the fanart AND GOSH DO I NEED ITTTT)

GOD DAMN IT @scales-n-art

…but yes, yes I am. Scales has CURSED me and the ONLY resolution is to DESTROY HER FEELS.

[constantfluxx]

Starsong, Ch 6: Nova

Barely even aware of himself, Jaskier began slowly shaking his head. “I… I don’t understand,” he murmured.

Yennefer turned her face to him, then lifted a finger to indicate a small box set upon a shelf.

He frowned, but retrieved it nonetheless. Turning it over in his hands, he surveyed it carefully, but though he could identify a few matters of consistent basic form he remained at a total loss as to what it was or what he was meant to do with it. At this point far beyond any notions of pretense, he didn’t bother trying to profess otherwise and simply turned to hand it over to Yennefer, as though that’d been the intention all along.

She blinked at him, apparently processing something behind those emotionless eyes, then reached out and pressed one of a few small protrusions set along one side of the box.

This is Lieutenant Geralt of Enforcer Division: Wolf.

Read the rest on AO3.

[constantfluxx]

Starsong, Ch 5: Highway Star

“Oi! You, there!” called a voice grisled by long days working the fields. “You the bard, ain’t ya? The witcher’s bard?”

He could feel the whole of his head roll alongside his eyes. “I’m a bard, yes,” he grumbled, a slight slur blending his words. Rather than make any attempt to hide it, he raised his mug for his unwanted company to see. “Bit indisposed at the moment, and thoroughly Witcher-less - as you can see.” He spread his arm wide, indicating the empty stools to either side of him.

“Bah! ’S him, sees?” the man predictably went on, though despite his stupor he had the distinct feeling the man wasn’t talking to him.

A brief delay later, a second voice confirmed as much. “Verified,” sounded the odd voice, vaguely feminine in timbre though its bland tone made it difficult to say for sure. “Your payment.”

“Ha ha!” the man rejoiced, immediately turning to chase the barkeep’s attention. “Easiest crown I ever made! That depressed lout’s been—”

“Julian Alfred ‘Jaskier’ Pankratz,” the new voice indicated, paving over what likely could have been an at least fruitful annoyance with what Jaskier dreaded proposed actual effort and thought. As he turned to face his newest problem, however, a rather hefty pouch flopped upon the bartop, its metallic, internal clinking unmistakable. “I would like to hire your services.”

Read the rest on AO3.