FIC RECS

Your name is Rose Lalonde, and nine months ago you joined the website TangleBuddies.net.

No one must ever know.

[...] In Which Kankri Vantas, Social Justice Activist Extraordinaire, engages in dialogue with his other-universe counterpart.

Normally you'd get a warning for a shoot a couple of days in advance-you're important enough you could even say no to one or two before people started bitching about it. Bonus of being imperially sanctioned. But Capricorn's a celebrity and you're a celebrity and in the end, his agents apparently don't want to wait any more than yours do.

The porn's not going to fucking make itself.

(AKA "That Pale Porn Stars AU")

[...] Case notes regarding an occasion of pale romance between a yellow-blooded helmstroll and blue-blooded terronician. Incident resulted in unforeseen retirement of helmstroll, at a great loss to the Empire and personal inconvenience to the Empress. This incident is to be used in training among the Admiralty in regards as to danger signs, warning signals and other miscellaneous romantic indications amongst helmstrolls and support staff. [...]

This is a story about love. This is a story about betrayal. Of heterosexuality, Heee Haw, and growing up.

This is a story about prom.

"The colloquial name is bloodstone," says the man from StrexCorp's Acquisitions division. "Heard of them?"

Carlos shakes his head. "No, but I'm not a minerologist. Are you certain this wasn't intended for the geology department?"

Carlos is a loyal company employee, who has never been to any place called Night Vale and never met anyone named Cecil...which doesn't explain the mysterious woman appearing in his lab, or these dreams he's started having...

Ever since Carlos was little, he and his daemon have been fans of Dr. Lyra Belacqua. Both as the most groundbreaking experimental theologian of the 20th century, and as the heroine of dozens of fantasy-adventure children's stories (based very loosely on her own mysterious childhood).

But Lyra's true legacy is still bigger than Carlos ever imagined...until he took a team of scholars to study Rusakov particles in the most theologically interesting community in Hispania Nova. Now his own day-to-day life is full of things like angels, witches, hooded spectres, portals between worlds, vague yet menacing branches of the Magisterium, and a man who walks around without his daemon and can read an alethiometer as easily as a stop sign.

'When it started, when the first Kaiju staggered through the breach half the world was sent scrambling for an answer or a solution. When the second one made landfall it got desperate, it got dirty.

The Shatterdomes were built around what worked. And the Jaeger program wasn't created with brave, upstanding volunteers.'

In which the Drift is developed in the dark, using whatever experimental subjects come to hand. And Hannibal and Will Graham do whatever they need to in order to survive.

Kill the monster, save the world. Easy.

But Madoka's not about to kill her very best friend, and this isn't a world she wants to save. Sometimes the indirect approach is best.

Tom still longs for darkness. Tom stifles him in his possessiveness. Tom is fixated on him to the point of destroying the world just to keep him.

But Harry loves him. And the future changes.