On the behest of the ever lovely humansrsuperior, here is my OMG TEN IS REGENERATING, RUN FOR PETE'S WORLD/THE HILLS playlist.

In the way of a lot of things, there isn't much reason or rhyme to this. I pretty much threw it together immediately after End of Time part 2 just for the sake of having something to drown out my moans. However, I was surprised when I ( Read more... )

Title: Intersections
Rating: PG
Characters: TenII/Rose, Narrator 
Word Count: 3,030
Genre: Romance
Summary: A runner-turned-heiress and the man who played in sandboxes. A love story told from the outside in. 
A/N: For challenge 21 at  ( Read more... )

these are the tesco aisles of our lives, nine/rose, ten/rose, pg-13
“You know,” Rose says, quite out of the blue, “I’ve seen the TARDIS grow entire rooms. Rearrange my sock drawer by colour and fold my knickers into concentric triangles on laundry day." She just lets that sentence hang there in the middle of the dairy aisle, suspended in front of ( Read more... )

This is a post I've been putting off for a long time. It'll never be enough, but it'll have to do.

( the end's not near; it's here )

Title: The End is Where We Begin
Beta(s):ladyofgallifrey 
Song Titles(s): Dream a Little Dream of Me
Rating: PG
Characters/Pairing: Nine/Rose, Ten/Rose
A/N: Written for alex_caligari  as part of the Carol-A-Thon 2009.

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i. I hope you all had a great Christmas!

ii. Mine was quiet, which was wonderful; opened presents with family, walked my dog, went to Starbucks, and watched DW (more to come on that below). I got a lovely edition of Mansfield Park, Margaret Atwood's The Door, More by Austin Clarke, earrings, a nice tote bag for school, and a lovely pair of boots ( Read more... )

a/n: written for challenge 19 at  ( Read more... )

Today is Rose Tyler’s nineteenth birthday. She has the sticky taste of mango on her lips, a new pearl bracelet on her wrist, and an equally-recent tear in her cotton frock. She is also not-quite halfway up the banyan tree in the courtyard of her home.

A veil of dappled shadow from the canopy above falls over her upturned face. The mid- ( Read more... )

my boy builds coffins, ten/rose, pg-13
By the open doors sits the alien who once harnessed the power of the Horsehead Nebula to slingshot them to the other side of the cosmos, who laughs at all her jokes and is slowly unravelling the pink yarns that Grandma Prentice had so painstakingly pieced together for her first and only grandchild. 1,549
a/n: ( Read more... )

down the rabbit hole, and what she found there, nine/rose, pg, mildly au
Soon she’s dropping her spoons and accidentally sticking her elbow in the butter dish. “Of all the things I have seen,” she says, picking up a teapot and frowning at the empty bottom. At a tea party, really. “This must be the most ridiculous.” 1,594
for challenge 16 at ( Read more... )