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09 April 2012 @ 12:33 am
Title: Like Constellations Older Than Time.
Author: 666_problems
Rating: K
Warnings: um, mentions of character death, very vaguely. Sweet stuff that can give you cavities.
Pairing: Eleven/Castiel (Superwho!) Doctiel.
Word Count: 842.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. 
Notes: The song in this fic is All My Stars by Andrew Belle because I feel as though this song is perfect for my new ship, Eleven/Castiel! 

The Doctor always knew he would meet him, this angel in a tan trench coat, icy blue eyes so curious and old. As old as his own. 

From the moment he had stared into the swirling time vortex, felt the universe, time and space, calling to him. Pulling on his two hearts, dragging his soul into the cosmoses around him, calling him to endless adventure. Him and his little blue box.

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Current Music: Oh My Stars - Andrew Belle
04 April 2012 @ 06:06 pm
Title: Family Photo.
Rating: K.
Pairings/Characters: Dean/Cas if you squint really hard, Amy/Rory if you tilt your head, Sherlock/John if you tilt your head and squint really hard. Sam, Dean, Castiel, Eleventh Doctor, Amy, Rory, Sherlock, John, animal version of K9.
Word Count: 667.
Summary: The Doctor is shocked when he finds out that Castiel has never had a family photo before, he soon rectifies that. Superwholock.
Notes: Written for http://asksuperwholock.tumblr.com/

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02 April 2012 @ 05:05 pm

Title: Silence Is Deafening.
Pairing: Sam/Gabriel.
Rating: T.
Spoilers/Warnings: Mentions of torture. Vague spoilers I guess for Season 6 and 7, if you know the Apocalypse then you should be fine. Major spoilers for 7x17, mild AU.
Summary: Sam is in a mental hospital when he gets a visit from a certain dead Archangel. Said Archangel wishes to break him out and fix the crumbled wall in his mind.

Sam lay in bed, all night, almost all day. Staring anywhere but at the cream coloured walls, the silence louder than anything he had ever heard.

Louder than his screams when he could no longer resist sleep and was dragged down into his nightmares; louder than the screaming patients in different wings of the Institution; louder than Lucifers screams of rage in the Cage; louder than Lucifers true voice; louder than all of it.

Always there and yet non-existent.

Sometimes he’d walk aimlessly, trying to find something to distract him from the silence, someone he hadn’t seen in that place before to fill his world with noise. Anything new, anything different for him to study; to focus on.

Sometimes when he isn’t sleeping or eating and just barely living he’ll remember things.

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24 February 2012 @ 02:26 pm
So I finally signed up to the SuperWhoLock big bang and I'm going out of my mind. Hopefully the lovely people of Tumblr can help me out. 

But I do have major writers block which is just not fucking funny right when I have to start writing for the big bang. 

OH YEAH! And I have to get a calendar. So many bloody appointments are happening lately.
Current Mood: depresseddepressed
Current Music: Fucking Perfect- Pink