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The dangerous book for boys. Sherlock (BBC), PG-13, still wildly AU. Sherlock/John. This is the end. Part four of four.

Part one.
Part two.
Part three.

They're still sitting like that when the cops surround them.

( Part four. )

Current Mood: thankful
Current Music: Tegan and Sara, "The Cure"

The dangerous book for boys. Sherlock (BBC), PG-13, still wildly AU. Sherlock/John. Part three (of four!) Please forgive my liberties with Science; Science and I had only a brief fling before I married Humanities.

Part one.
Part two.

John blinks down at the phone, trying to remember what hour of the morning it is, and why he thought it was a good idea to get up and experience it.

( Part three. )

Current Mood: refreshed
Current Music: Sufjan Stevens, "The Predatory Wasp..."

Calendar. Part three. Parts one and two, previously. This is an ongoing sequel to Monsters. Doctor/Rose, slayer and vampire, PG-13 to R, and oh-so-incredibly-AU.

"You don't really forget the ones you've made," she says. "It's there when you look at them. You can feel it."

He doesn't ask her how she knows.

( Part three. )

Current Mood: excited
Current Music: coldplay, "swallowed in the sea"

Calendar. Part two. Part one, here. This is an ongoing sequel to Monsters. Doctor/Rose, slayer and vampire, PG-13 to R, and oh-so-incredibly-AU.

There is a moment of fumbled wrestling; she's fast but he's faster at the moment, long limbs twisted around hers, pinning her against the carpet with his knees on either side of her hips. Rose fidgets and blows the end of the scarf out of her face and then is perfectly still. She smiles up at him. "Your librarian's reflexes are improving," she says.

"You should watch me index," he murmurs.

( Part two. )

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Radhiohead, "Myxomatosis"

Calendar. Part one. Of how many parts, I have no idea. This is a sequel to Monsters. Doctor/Rose, slayer and vampire, PG-13 to R, and oh-so-wildly-AU. Happy birthday,

mylittlepwny darling, I'm sorry to have made you wait!

He lies awake afterwards in the retreating dark of his room, shades pulled down, listening through the thin walls. It's just past dawn; his neighbors are starting to get up, turn on their taps and radios and thump around looking for breakfast, shoes, car keys, a goodbye kiss.

He wonders what she's doing.

( Part one. )

Current Mood: nervous

Monsters. Ten/Rose, R-ish, wildly AU. Written for

starry_eyed's prompt, you can blame her for this madness. ♥ Hee. This is basically just a chance to goof around in the Buffy universe for a bit, with Ten as a slayer and Rose his vampire companion. Anyway, everyone should keep checking and reading and writing at

then_theres_us, long live the ficathon!

Maybe it's a vampire con, the long game. She backs him up in a few fights and tells him some fairytales and one day, when he's braiding flowers into her hair, she rips his throat out.

He prefers not to think about that possibility.

( Monsters. )

Current Mood: confused

The Family Business. Further adventures of the Doctor, the Master, and Rose. And an extra-special guest. PG-ish. Totally AU, as always. The first section was originally written as a ficlet for dear

adriana_is, but I got overexcited and it has become a longer... thing. Thank you, everyone who encouraged me and asked for more. ♥

For previous installments, see: Human Women, Tea Time, and Firey Death.

The Master has never been happier. Never. Not even on last year's birthday, when Rose baked him a cake and he put the Doctor's face in it.

( The Family Business. )

Current Mood: bouncy
Current Music: Ellie Goulding, "Starry-Eyed"

Milk and honey. Rose/Ten, PG, sooo AU. This was written for the poetry challenge at

then_theres_us, though I wrote it too late for that. It's a continuation from Skinned knees and the fourth of july and World's fair. This came, too, from the line, "everything she did was so human."

20.
No one saw us this evening hand in hand
while the blue night dropped on the world.

Rose had looked out the window, at the air and sky that was, impossibly, whiter than the examination room walls, whiter than the pressed coats and aprons, pale and thick with clouds. Beyond the river was the city and beyond the city was the airport, and beyond the clouds was heaven, and it could wait.

( Milk and honey. )

Current Mood: calm

S	M	T	W	T	F	S
	1	2	3	4	5	6
7	8	9	10	11	12	13
14	15	16	17	18	19	20
21	22	23	24	25	26	27
28	29	30	31

THE HOLY MOLY TARDIS.

Robot mango death surprise.

Entries tagged with fic: au

Fic: The dangerous book for boys. (Four of four, AU, Sherlock/John, PG-13.)

Fic: The dangerous book for boys. (Part three, AU, Sherlock/John, PG-13.)

Fic: Calendar. (Part 3 of ?, Doctor/Rose, PG-13 to R, so very AU)

Fic: Calendar. (Part 2 of ?, Doctor/Rose, totally AU, pg-13 to R.)

Fic: Calendar. (Part One of ?, Doctor/Rose, AU)

Fic: Monsters. (Ten/Rose, R, wildly AU and ridiculous.)

Fic: The Family Business. (Doctor, Rose, the Master, PG, totally AU)

Fic: Milk and honey. (Rose/Ten, PG, very AU, the "Skinned knees" -verse.)

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