Author:
vixysFandoms: Star Trek XI, Firefly, The History Boys, historical RPS (Alexander the Great)
H/C: lacerations/knife wounds, wings (sudden onset), WILD CARD: ghosts and hauntings, experiments by evil scientists, nervous breakdown
Title: tawny-gold
Fandom: historical RPS (Alexander the Great)
Prompt: lacerations/knife wounds
Medium: fic
Rating: PG
Warnings: some mild violence
Summary: They fought at Chaeronea, and they were victorious - but here, now, there is more in the air than war. This is life and death, at its most elemental. Alexander/Hephaistion, ish.
Alexander is dreaming. Title: honey and strawberries
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Prompt: experiments by evil scientists
Medium: fic
Rating: 12
Warnings: fairly graphic violence, a lot of language
Summary: Jim Kirk and Leonard McCoy are competent, calm Starfleet officers - but when the monsters under the bed of the latest strange new world work their magic, that calm and that competence doesn’t last more than a moment. Kirk/McCoy.
“Next time,” Jim says, levering himself up from the cold, wet stone with a voiceless groan, “keep me away from shore leave.” Title: waiting for the phone to ring
Fandom: Firefly
Prompt: wings (sudden onset)
Medium: fic
Rating: PG
Warnings: pass
Summary: Wash has developed wings. He’s also dead, but that can’t mean what it ought to mean. Zoe/Wash, post BDM.
He’s sitting on the end of her bed, and the gorramn things are filling her bunk, butter-soft feathers brushing against her cheek as she sleeps. Title: write me an essay on postage-stamp paper
Fandom: The History Boys
Prompt: nervous breakdown
Medium: fic
Rating: PG
Warnings: some language
Summary: Scripps is having problems with this-with everything-and the pile of unread books on his desk isn’t helping.
Scripps sits, shredding paper. Title: not quite wonderland
Fandom: Star Trek XI
Prompt: WILD CARD (ghosts and hauntings)
Medium: fic
Rating: 12
Warnings: language, some potentially-disturbing imagery, character death
Summary: Jim runs through this dream-world, wherever it is, and he’s followed by an emerald-green bird and a walking, talking EV suit - and then there’s the darkness, which peers at him with numbing eyes, and whispers to him: Sleep. Kirk/Bones.
Bones would’ve told him not to touch the walls, so Jim’s not touching the walls. ♥