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“You’re drooling again,” the pillow complains, and he kicks the blanket away from him.
She’s already forgiven him and when he shivers, she returns to wrap her arms around his soft and gentle frame. “I can hear your dreams singing to me,” she whispers, “They’re beautiful because they’re yours and I love you for it.”
Doctor Who
Doctor Who, Rose:
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I - I live by the river!
She's seen the earth swallowed up by the sun, but that's not what this is, here on this world where it's so familiar but everything's so wrong. She's seen apocalypses too, but it's never felt like one because he was there to hold her and keep her safe. Now that he's gone she's finally frightened of everything that's happening and shouldn't be, but there's so much of him left in her that she can't possibly drown in her own fear.
Doctor Who, Doctor/Master, hell or high water
When young Koschei looked into the Untempered Schism it burned itself into his mind and he became the Master, one of the six hundred riding half a league onward into the mouth of hell.
Young Theta Sigma saw what had happened to his friend and he dove into Time itself to fix him, to be the Doctor, the man who makes people better.
Drowning, dripping, lungs on fire, flesh smoldering, they were both baptized and born anew into the living fires of Time.
Doctor Who, The Doctor and the Master, we wrote our names in blood. "Did you know," said the Master conversationally, "That in some primitive Earth cultures, vampires have two hearts."
"And I suppose you'd like to go back in time to terrorize some helpless villagers," he answered without even looking up from his book. The Master grinned, and he turned another page, "You know, sometimes I think you let yourself regenerate just so you could keep pestering me," he complained, "Besides, werewolves are cooler."
Follow, Follow, Follow
Their names have been written across multitudes of skies, but not by them. One a drumbeat, the other a wolf, hard to tell which is more powerful, following an ever-tightening circle leading to- to what? To love or to hate, to freedom or revenge, to lonesome noise or lonesome silence, or maybe, just maybe, their names are leading them to each other.
Narnia
Chronicles of Narnia, Lucy, home is where we sleep tonight
Like a woodland sprite, Lucy can find her home anywhere, even when everyone else would rather just leave. Edmund laughs at her childlike fancies, but she's the one he sticks with when they go camping. She pats the mossy rock next to her and says, "Edmund, tonight the stars will be our blanket and the moon will be our hearth."
Chronicles of Narnia, any Narnian during the Long Winter, the longest night of the year
"This is the longest night of many long nights," says the fox solemnly to the other Animals gathered around him, but he smiles because he knows something that the younglings do not. "We celebrate because from our longest night, the nights can only become shorter." They don't understand the beautiful symmetry between the light and the dark, so it's up to him to explain it, as someone once explained it to him.
Narnia, Edmund/Peter, nightmares and Edmund's too proud to get into Peter's bed, so Peter goes to him
He remembers her face, remembers loving her face, remembers wanting the owner of that beautiful face to love him more than all the others, remembers how ugly her face could become once she realized he was no longer useful, he remembers everything and there's not a single thing he can do about any of it so he wakes up. He'll never tell his brother about this, never bother him with his silly fancies about Narnia and cold and dark and pain and knowing he had been a traitor, never get out of his bed and walk down that long endless corridor and admit that he's still a little boy. He doesn't need to because Peter knows it all without needing to be told and comes to hold him until the sobs subside and he can finally fall into a dreamless sleep.
Narnia, Lucy, tricked The Magician's Niece
The crowd goes wild with applause as Lucy Swiftfoot skips lightly across the stage - this is a woman who has braved ropes of fire, tamed lions, faced Death squarely in the eye, and still has time to laugh. And then the unthinkable happens - Lucy stumbles, falls, and doesn't move; the audience holds its collective breath even though it can't be real, it couldn't possibly, but as the minutes lengthen, some of them bow their heads in honor of a great artist.
Suddenly she leaps from the platform above the stage, throwing knives precisely at the center of the target as she falls through the air, then deftly kicks the dummy aside and laughs at them, "You thought I was dead again, didn't you?" she says into the silence.
Narnia, Jadis, queen forever and never
Forever - such a frail human word, useless and ignorant. She was queen forever once, on Charn, and it got boring very quickly - nothing lasts.
In fact, Nothing is the only thing that does last, and Never doesn't end.
Narnia, Peter and Lucy, moments written in the snow
I.
Lucy smiles as the snow falls on her shoulders because she knows that now Peter and all the others will believe her.
II.
The river is leaking, so Lucy knows that spring is on the way, but for now Peter just needs to get them across the ice bridge before they all fall in.
III.
Tracking the magical white deer, Peter and Lucy see the lamppost at the same time and wave the others over to look at it.
Star Trek
Star Trek, Jim/Pike, the hard command decisions each of them have faced
He's had to leave people behind too - it feels like betrayal and unworthiness and shame - so he knows how much it's hurting this brilliant young man. He repeats over and over that it wasn't your fault, Jim, there was nothing you could do, they understand why you had to do it, it wasn't your fault, it wasn't, I forgive you, even though he knows from experience that no matter how many times he says it, it won't make a bit of difference to the captain who so badly needs to hear the words.
This is the cruelest thing he can do, but it's also the only thing that can work, so he adopts a commanding tone to snap the kid out of it, "Captain Kirk, as your Admiral I am ordering you to proceed to Calix VI immediately - is that understood?"
Star Trek, Kirk, "Pain is weakness leaving the body
Leonard worries about his friend quite often, the way he rushes into danger with no regard to his own safety. One of these days he won't be able to save him, but Jim never listens, saying that "Pain is how I know I'm still alive and you should really stop nagging, Bones, it'll add years to your life." The poor kid doesn't know that the worst pain of all is when you watch someone you love walk away and wonder if you'll ever see him again.
Star Trek, Scotty/Chekov, rejection
Scotty finds himself almost hoping for another shipwide emergency because then Pavel will appear on all the screens with that voice and those eyes that drive him absolutely crazy. The other crewmen may think of him as just a kid, but Scotty knows better than that - he's a wonderful human being who just needs to grow into his power as a man-beast.
Ever since Chekov shook his head sadly and said that he was already taken, that he couldn't be happier, Scotty has known that this is the closest he'll ever get to loving him.
Star Trek, Chekov/McCoy, not a child any longer
At age eight he joined the Russian Youth and they laughed at him for his fear of caves and love of stargazing.
At age seventeen he took his first trip into space on the Enterprise's maiden voyage and they laughed at him for his strange accent and knowledge of the moons of Jupiter.
Now, at age twenty-three, he feels at home on this beautiful ship, with his crewmates as his family and a starfield to guide her by, and if anyone laughs at him, Leonard McCoy growls at them to "show some goddam respect".
Crossovers
Narnia/Merlin, Morgana/Susan, what we once believed was true
"We had such lovely ideals long ago, am I right?" asks Morgana in a strangely seductive purr, and Susan nods, her mouth dry.
"But of course all that's gone now," she adds into the silence, "with nothing left but regrets and that age-old pain, and, perhaps, someone who ...knows how it feels..." She doesn't need to finish her sentence because Morgana is laughing and nodding and, oh Aslan, touching and Susan knows she's guessed right.
Mary Poppins/Narnia, Mary Poppins/Susan, umbrellas and bows Susan can tell right away that this tall stately lady has some kind of magic in her blood, so it's only courtly habit that makes her drop into a bow. Mary Poppins can tell right away that this girl who's too old to still have skinned knees is practically perfect in just about every way, so it follows naturally that she takes her hand and brings her to the rooftop.
She opens up her umbrella and they're off to realms unknown.
Narnia/Alice in Wonderland/Peter Pan, Susan & Alice & Wendy, some people simply have that look
The professor told her she'd recognize others who had been to other worlds and she never quite believed it, but two girls with that same wild look in their eyes couldn't be a coincidence. There was Alice, who barely knew who she was anymore, and Wendy, who had long since learned to fight her own battles. None of them could get back but they didn't even want to because now they had each other.
Torchwood
Torchwood, Ianto/Owen, hurts so good
"Lizzie Lewis died here," Owen mutters dazedly, "right on this spot where I'm standing. Oh god, do you know how much it must hurt to have your throat cut out?"
He falls sobbing to the ground and Ianto drops to his knees to put his arms around this man who never believed he would cry in front of someone and does his best to comfort him.
Merlin
Merlin, ensemble, we are a revolution
"Why can't I just decide what's the correct thing to do, and force them all to do it?" Arthur asks, quite reasonably, he thinks.
"Because then you'd be just like a man I knew in the twentieth century, who decided that might makes right and destroyed two and a half continents to prove it," answers Merlin patiently, "and you'd have a frightful revolution on your hands and I know I'd have to clean up after you."
Arthur shrugs and laughs, "My dear Merlin," he answers as he puts an arm around his shoulders, "you and I are a revolution."
She’s already forgiven him and when he shivers, she returns to wrap her arms around his soft and gentle frame. “I can hear your dreams singing to me,” she whispers, “They’re beautiful because they’re yours and I love you for it.”
Doctor Who
Doctor Who, Rose:
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Engines stop running, the wheat is growing thin
A nuclear era, but I have no fear
'Cause London is drowning, and I - I live by the river!
She's seen the earth swallowed up by the sun, but that's not what this is, here on this world where it's so familiar but everything's so wrong. She's seen apocalypses too, but it's never felt like one because he was there to hold her and keep her safe. Now that he's gone she's finally frightened of everything that's happening and shouldn't be, but there's so much of him left in her that she can't possibly drown in her own fear.
Doctor Who, Doctor/Master, hell or high water
When young Koschei looked into the Untempered Schism it burned itself into his mind and he became the Master, one of the six hundred riding half a league onward into the mouth of hell.
Young Theta Sigma saw what had happened to his friend and he dove into Time itself to fix him, to be the Doctor, the man who makes people better.
Drowning, dripping, lungs on fire, flesh smoldering, they were both baptized and born anew into the living fires of Time.
Doctor Who, The Doctor and the Master, we wrote our names in blood. "Did you know," said the Master conversationally, "That in some primitive Earth cultures, vampires have two hearts."
"And I suppose you'd like to go back in time to terrorize some helpless villagers," he answered without even looking up from his book. The Master grinned, and he turned another page, "You know, sometimes I think you let yourself regenerate just so you could keep pestering me," he complained, "Besides, werewolves are cooler."
Follow, Follow, Follow
Their names have been written across multitudes of skies, but not by them. One a drumbeat, the other a wolf, hard to tell which is more powerful, following an ever-tightening circle leading to- to what? To love or to hate, to freedom or revenge, to lonesome noise or lonesome silence, or maybe, just maybe, their names are leading them to each other.
Narnia
Chronicles of Narnia, Lucy, home is where we sleep tonight
Like a woodland sprite, Lucy can find her home anywhere, even when everyone else would rather just leave. Edmund laughs at her childlike fancies, but she's the one he sticks with when they go camping. She pats the mossy rock next to her and says, "Edmund, tonight the stars will be our blanket and the moon will be our hearth."
Chronicles of Narnia, any Narnian during the Long Winter, the longest night of the year
"This is the longest night of many long nights," says the fox solemnly to the other Animals gathered around him, but he smiles because he knows something that the younglings do not. "We celebrate because from our longest night, the nights can only become shorter." They don't understand the beautiful symmetry between the light and the dark, so it's up to him to explain it, as someone once explained it to him.
Narnia, Edmund/Peter, nightmares and Edmund's too proud to get into Peter's bed, so Peter goes to him
He remembers her face, remembers loving her face, remembers wanting the owner of that beautiful face to love him more than all the others, remembers how ugly her face could become once she realized he was no longer useful, he remembers everything and there's not a single thing he can do about any of it so he wakes up. He'll never tell his brother about this, never bother him with his silly fancies about Narnia and cold and dark and pain and knowing he had been a traitor, never get out of his bed and walk down that long endless corridor and admit that he's still a little boy. He doesn't need to because Peter knows it all without needing to be told and comes to hold him until the sobs subside and he can finally fall into a dreamless sleep.
Narnia, Lucy, tricked The Magician's Niece
The crowd goes wild with applause as Lucy Swiftfoot skips lightly across the stage - this is a woman who has braved ropes of fire, tamed lions, faced Death squarely in the eye, and still has time to laugh. And then the unthinkable happens - Lucy stumbles, falls, and doesn't move; the audience holds its collective breath even though it can't be real, it couldn't possibly, but as the minutes lengthen, some of them bow their heads in honor of a great artist.
Suddenly she leaps from the platform above the stage, throwing knives precisely at the center of the target as she falls through the air, then deftly kicks the dummy aside and laughs at them, "You thought I was dead again, didn't you?" she says into the silence.
Narnia, Jadis, queen forever and never
Forever - such a frail human word, useless and ignorant. She was queen forever once, on Charn, and it got boring very quickly - nothing lasts.
In fact, Nothing is the only thing that does last, and Never doesn't end.
Narnia, Peter and Lucy, moments written in the snow
I.
Lucy smiles as the snow falls on her shoulders because she knows that now Peter and all the others will believe her.
II.
The river is leaking, so Lucy knows that spring is on the way, but for now Peter just needs to get them across the ice bridge before they all fall in.
III.
Tracking the magical white deer, Peter and Lucy see the lamppost at the same time and wave the others over to look at it.
Star Trek
Star Trek, Jim/Pike, the hard command decisions each of them have faced
He's had to leave people behind too - it feels like betrayal and unworthiness and shame - so he knows how much it's hurting this brilliant young man. He repeats over and over that it wasn't your fault, Jim, there was nothing you could do, they understand why you had to do it, it wasn't your fault, it wasn't, I forgive you, even though he knows from experience that no matter how many times he says it, it won't make a bit of difference to the captain who so badly needs to hear the words.
This is the cruelest thing he can do, but it's also the only thing that can work, so he adopts a commanding tone to snap the kid out of it, "Captain Kirk, as your Admiral I am ordering you to proceed to Calix VI immediately - is that understood?"
Star Trek, Kirk, "Pain is weakness leaving the body
Leonard worries about his friend quite often, the way he rushes into danger with no regard to his own safety. One of these days he won't be able to save him, but Jim never listens, saying that "Pain is how I know I'm still alive and you should really stop nagging, Bones, it'll add years to your life." The poor kid doesn't know that the worst pain of all is when you watch someone you love walk away and wonder if you'll ever see him again.
Star Trek, Scotty/Chekov, rejection
Scotty finds himself almost hoping for another shipwide emergency because then Pavel will appear on all the screens with that voice and those eyes that drive him absolutely crazy. The other crewmen may think of him as just a kid, but Scotty knows better than that - he's a wonderful human being who just needs to grow into his power as a man-beast.
Ever since Chekov shook his head sadly and said that he was already taken, that he couldn't be happier, Scotty has known that this is the closest he'll ever get to loving him.
Star Trek, Chekov/McCoy, not a child any longer
At age eight he joined the Russian Youth and they laughed at him for his fear of caves and love of stargazing.
At age seventeen he took his first trip into space on the Enterprise's maiden voyage and they laughed at him for his strange accent and knowledge of the moons of Jupiter.
Now, at age twenty-three, he feels at home on this beautiful ship, with his crewmates as his family and a starfield to guide her by, and if anyone laughs at him, Leonard McCoy growls at them to "show some goddam respect".
Crossovers
Narnia/Merlin, Morgana/Susan, what we once believed was true
"We had such lovely ideals long ago, am I right?" asks Morgana in a strangely seductive purr, and Susan nods, her mouth dry.
"But of course all that's gone now," she adds into the silence, "with nothing left but regrets and that age-old pain, and, perhaps, someone who ...knows how it feels..." She doesn't need to finish her sentence because Morgana is laughing and nodding and, oh Aslan, touching and Susan knows she's guessed right.
Mary Poppins/Narnia, Mary Poppins/Susan, umbrellas and bows Susan can tell right away that this tall stately lady has some kind of magic in her blood, so it's only courtly habit that makes her drop into a bow. Mary Poppins can tell right away that this girl who's too old to still have skinned knees is practically perfect in just about every way, so it follows naturally that she takes her hand and brings her to the rooftop.
She opens up her umbrella and they're off to realms unknown.
Narnia/Alice in Wonderland/Peter Pan, Susan & Alice & Wendy, some people simply have that look
The professor told her she'd recognize others who had been to other worlds and she never quite believed it, but two girls with that same wild look in their eyes couldn't be a coincidence. There was Alice, who barely knew who she was anymore, and Wendy, who had long since learned to fight her own battles. None of them could get back but they didn't even want to because now they had each other.
Torchwood
Torchwood, Ianto/Owen, hurts so good
"Lizzie Lewis died here," Owen mutters dazedly, "right on this spot where I'm standing. Oh god, do you know how much it must hurt to have your throat cut out?"
He falls sobbing to the ground and Ianto drops to his knees to put his arms around this man who never believed he would cry in front of someone and does his best to comfort him.
Merlin
Merlin, ensemble, we are a revolution
"Why can't I just decide what's the correct thing to do, and force them all to do it?" Arthur asks, quite reasonably, he thinks.
"Because then you'd be just like a man I knew in the twentieth century, who decided that might makes right and destroyed two and a half continents to prove it," answers Merlin patiently, "and you'd have a frightful revolution on your hands and I know I'd have to clean up after you."
Arthur shrugs and laughs, "My dear Merlin," he answers as he puts an arm around his shoulders, "you and I are a revolution."