A foreign, familiar constant of the universe, bending with time, scattered in other whens and wheres like stardust across the galaxies. He is close with Death, and it follows gently in his wake, as it has always done. Centuries of life and loves and planets and knowledge are held, barely contained, within his changing frame. He is solitary, but ( Read more... )

365 days, and even that is fading fast. A year to live and a war to fight; but things have never been exactly normal in the Winchester family. The end of the world is now, now, now, and the little signposts along the road are all pointing to one place -- the place, the one with fire and doom and man, can't the demons just take a freakin' break ( Read more... )

Isabella Swan is in love with a vampire. The slow and endless drizzle of her new town makes the green of the trees and grass glisten, ethereal. Her life is clouded by painstaking adoration and the constant struggle to survive the supernatural things she manages to stumble upon. So it's a fairly good thing that her vampire loves her back, fiercely ( Read more... )

He's on the brink of timelessness, one foot on earth and the other in infinity, and it's probably going to last for more than the weekend. What would you do with millions of years of your life left to live? You'd learn and laugh and fight aliens and dress vintage, eat bad food and maybe like, maybe love and always, always miss. You can't know what ( Read more... )

She doesn't get what it all means, and sometimes it will slip through the gaps in her fingers, but then she will shake her head, and sigh, and her hands will tug at her jumper. This is the life after Life, the one where the universe was her home, and she was not unused to having constellations rearrange themselves in front of her. She travels, ( Read more... )

Rose Tyler believes in forever. But her knowledge of it is broken, fleeting. Sometimes she can't really recall, but for a few minutes in her timeline she grew, and grew, and the confines of time couldn't hold her, because she was everything; and for that moment forever seemed like such a silly idea, such an easy promise. Minutes were grains of sand ( Read more... )

She mostly wonders how drastically her life has shifted between the knowledge of invincibility and (maybe, a little,) falling for someone who keeps saving her life from a lunatic who eats brains and oh, ew, by the way. At night she keeps having to tell herself that yes, her name is Claire, no, she can't die, and yeah, it looks like she might ( Read more... )

One Gallifreyan Time Lord and one human shopgirl. Two years, maybe more, maybe less, and they've touched the stars and each other's hearts. They are timeless and constant, because they will always be somewhere, somewhen, righting wrongs and saving lives. At the end of one universe and the beginning of another, their erstwhile adoration forges links ( Read more... )

They're Time Lords. They were friends and then they were enemies, and the cosmos hasn't been the same ever since. Home for them is dust floating in a swirling Kasterborous constellation, and they've both experienced the life of war and the burn of death. This mix is as seething, lonely, spontaneous, and cunning as they can be.


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A loving tribute to the psychotic. While this happily mental and stunningly evil couple go about doing their business of death, they just so happen to look gorgeous while doing it. But sometimes you just need to whistle while you work, or, you know, put on a couple tunes to get you in that killing mood. This eclectic mix is all about the crazy; it' ( Read more... )