Can you reach the stars?

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 22:27:30 GMT

Happy 4th July to any Americans on my flist!

Fic: Through All Of These Years

Wed, 25 Jun 2008 20:29:00 GMT

First piece of fic I've posted in exactly two months, seems a lot less than that to me. Anywho it's also the first piece for my un_love_you claim.

Title: Through All Of These Years
Rating: U/PG?
Pairings or Characters: Claire Bennet, Adam Monroe, Unamed OCs
Warnings: Mild spoilers for Volumes 1&2
Word Count: 1083
Summary: Claire learns the hard way that settling down will always lead to heartbreak when you're gonna live forever.
A/N: This is a fic for the prompt Thought I Needed This at un_love_you

“ I thought I wanted this. I thought I needed this.”
“ You do. As many years as you live you always crave companionship. For someone to love you. Someone who will always stand by you. One day you’ll get used to it.”
“ I’ve just watched my youngest son be buried. And I have to pose as his young cousin. I don’t want to, I shouldn’t have to get used to it.”
“ With our gift we have to get used to a lot of things we don’t want too. It’s part of our existence.”

After a hundred years, only the important, the memorable moments ever remained in her memory. They the ones she could pull to the surface. Lunchtimes with Zach, family holidays, conversations with Peter about him blowing up and similar things were simply a distant blur.
She could remember Homecoming, meeting Nathan for the first time, choosing her Dad’s glasses while he told her she was adopted, Angela kidnapping her leaving her son to go nuclear, kissing West for the first time and how her mom had cried throughout the night after her dad had died for the first time.
She remembered her family. The day she married her husband. The birth of her son then the twins. She could remember their milestones. First word, first steps, first day of school. She could remember those clearly.
She remembered death far too clearly, more than any happy memory. Her mom, her dad, Nathan, Lyle, even Angela had gone and far too many to mention. Even those she had known that had defied death so many times could not defy old age. She even saw the death of her husband and all her children. As far as she knew Peter was still alive out they’re somewhere. Seeing him would just be all the more painful. A reminder of her life that had long since gone.

When she had met Adam she knew he had married ten times. He had, had children (not that he seemed to care where they had ended up). Unlike everyone else he hadn't congratulated on her engagement.
Don’t get yourself attached.
She had simply retorted with the ‘you can talk’ and hung up. She had no idea at the time how much she should’ve listened to him.

The hardest point was watching him grow old while she stayed a teenager. That had taken a lot of explaining, while he grew into a middle aged man, she still sometimes had trouble getting into clubs. A greying Mohinder had to explain it to him, to their children, why their mother would not only ever grow old but why she would outlive them all. Claire had been grateful none of her children had inherited her power, thankfully no powers at all.

“ You can’t say I didn’t tell you.”
“ You really do not have a heart.”
“ Somehow I do. Even if it’s beat is a little slow. It is 500 odd years old.”
“ I’ve just lost my husband and all you can do is…prattle!”
“ All I am saying is you should’ve paid heed to my warning.”
“ You married. Ten times if I recall.”
“ Exactly. I was trying to help you Claire. I was trying to stop you becoming as broken as I did.”
“ You’re not broken.”
“ You don’t know the half of it.”

When he hit sixty, she was getting tired of the gold digger jibes, just as he was with the trophy wife jibes. They moved as far away as possible, away from it all, leaving everyone behind. The children stayed in the city, her daughter didn’t even didn’t want to know her. Knowing that hurt her more than her whole body engulfed in flames.

He died at 81, peacefully in his sleep. She was glad for that. She wanted him to stay forever, but he had lived a good life, he had lived till a good age, he had a death that wouldn’t have been painful. But it hurt at the funeral; she couldn’t even acknowledge herself as his wife. He was buried next to her empty grave, which told the congregation she had died forty years previously. She was just a distant cousin to them, not his wife of sixty years. At the time she needed support most, only her youngest son acknowledged she was even there.

“ Some people won't choose the cure. They believe God has decided that they must suffer, they must perish.”
“ She’s an atheist.”
“ Then maybe she doesn’t want it.”
“ She’s dying.”
“ She doesn’t want to know you Claire. She’s inherited your stubborn streak, she will not give in.”

Her daughter dies only two years later of cancer.
She had tried to give her daughter the only cure. Her own blood. But as Adam had said, her daughter had inherited her mother’s stubborn streak and stoutly refused to have any blood transfusion. She never even heard about the funeral, apparently the grandchildren she had never known cremated her and scattered the ashes.

“ He didn’t believe I was his mother. The memory loss was so bad, he was convinced I had died seventy years ago. Even then two minutes later he couldn’t remember when his mother had died.”
“ I’m sorry.”
“ I don’t want to do this anymore. I can’t do. It hurts too much to settle down. To find love, to have a family. Because all I can do is watch it crumble.”
“ I tried to stop you. I really did.”
“ I was too stubborn. I wanted to prove you wrong. Completely failed at that didn’t I?”

She learned her eldest son was suffering with Alzheimer’s disease a month before he died. He had moved as far away as possible from her. With no Molly or Peter she had to find him on her own and that took her nearly ten years by which time it was far too late. She couldn’t cure him; he had been on Death Row for far too long.

Eight years later her youngest son died just like his father. The painless way of old age. He was lucky.

“ So you’ve got used to it? The dying. Losing everything. Losing everyone? I don’t want to wait another five hundred years to move on. For it to stop hurting. Have you stopped hurting?”
“ I’m used to it Claire. But it still hurts. And I think it always will.”

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Concrit is always welcomed and comments are love, thanks for reading.

Just watched tonight's episode (no spoilers)

Sat, 21 Jun 2008 18:35:33 GMT

Oh my fucking god.

Ramblings

Thu, 29 May 2008 22:34:28 GMT

First of all new shiny banner in place, thanks to the talented iluvbsbkevinwhich was made for me in saltandsaffron's request thread for reaching 100 members.

Posted the final batch of Heroes icons over @ interlude_icons.

On the subject of icons I claimed Peter Petrelli from Heroes over at tvcharacters100, and I'll be starting on that over the weekend hopefully if my computer works. Hopefully I'll also get round to posting a couple of Freema, Billie, Eve, Hayden and Ali icons with maybe a few others in the next few weeks. I intend to do another of the guys from my favourite shows but that probably wont be for another month at the most.

Also fingers crossed tomorrow I'll finally post one of the Jack/Martha fics for fanfic100, which I think I mentioned forever ago. It's typed up on my computer but I still need to go through it one last time and I really cant be arsed right now. I'm also in the process of deciding what to do exactly with my un_love_youAdam/Claire claim, if to do it as one whole story or in seperate one shots. Been writing snippets lately so I haven't really been leaving comments on people's entries so sorry about that.

Also been having major issues with my computer, not letting me get on the internet and crashing a lot so that's another reason I haven't been online loads, add on the fact that this is a shared computer and somehow everyone else get priority over me. Still hopefully I'm getting a laptop in a few weeks which will mean in theory I won't have as many issues with the computer. Although knowing my luck that wont be the case.

Martha Jones dwicons100 claim finished

Sun, 11 May 2008 16:29:51 GMT

Posted here @ interlude_icons

Sat, 10 May 2008 17:10:57 GMT

Happy Birthday to mischief89!

Adam/Claire un_love_you prompt table

Sat, 26 Apr 2008 10:16:41 GMT

Adam/Claire - Heroes
Prompt table for un_love_you

01.	You were right about me.	02.	I was wrong about you.	03.	This cancels out the hurt.
04.	I need to want you.	05.	You can be like me.	06.	I want to need you.
07.	Prove it.	08.	I'm cruel.	09.	Always wondered what this'd be like.
10.	I'm broken.	11.	Thought I needed this.	12.	I'm drunk.
13.	I want to hurt you.	14.	I'm awake and you're breathing.	15.	This is my desperation in action.
16.	I want to break you.	17.	Wish I didn't love you.	18.	I pity you.
19.	This isn't about you at all.	20.	I hate you, you bitch.	21.	You'll do.
22.	I hate myself.	23.	You remind me of me.	24.	I want you to hate me.
25.	You remind me of someone.	26.	I can be like you.	27.	Author's Choice.
28.	Author's Choice.	29.	Author's Choice.	30.	Author's Choice.

Fic: Till Death Do Us Part

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 17:40:45 GMT

Title: Till Death Do Us Part
Rating: U
Pairings or Characters: Adam Monroe
Warnings: Mild Spoilers up to the end of Volume 2 (2x11-Powerless) and the graphic novel The Ten Brides of Takezo Kensei
Word Count: 106
Summary: Adam contemplates how his marriages have failed, and the reason why.
A/N: This is a fic for the prompt Forever at heroes_contest

Adam Monroe has been married ten times.

He’s loved, lost and left.

Some of them he regrets.

Some he treasures.

Some of his wives he wishes were still here.

Others he’s glad are dead.

He knows one day he’ll stand at that altar again.

Another pretty girl whose caught his eye.

Perhaps he’ll love her.

Perhaps she’ll love him.

He knows his eleventh wife is out there.

Somewhere.

He doesn’t know how long it’s been.

It could be hours.

Days.

Weeks.

Months.

His marriages will never last forever.

He lives.

They die.

He can marry as many times as he wants.

But he’ll always be alone.

The Baftas - Sunday

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 17:18:54 GMT

Milo Ventimiglia.

Somehow he is even more hotter in the flesh.

After standing for fiveish hours waiting for the first people to arrive was certainly worth it. I met so many people I liked it was unbelievable. I had mainly gone for Milo and Adrian Pasdar (Milo plays Peter Petrelli in Heroes, and Adrian plays his older brother Nathan) but was thrilled to meet most of the Life On Mars/Ashes to Ashes cast (it only registered to me today I met the Master. I'm such a geek), and quite a few others.

Milo and Adrian were easiest the most popular. The woman who does entertainment (can't remember her name for the life of me) from this Morning asked a load of people who they were waiting for and all of them said Milo and Adrian. And the volume of the screaming when they were spotted were huge (you can hear us if you watch the interviews with Milo and Adrian on Tube Talk on Digital Spy if you turn up the volume. They were both really nice.

And thanks to jomel10 and friends who kindly let us go to the front with them and if it hadnt been for them we wouldn't have got any of the autographs or photos we got as we (or at least I am) lacking in height. And also further thanks to the conversation that made the time go by extremely quickly.

I'll update this post later hopefully with photos and all the celebs we met.

Two old Freema interviews

Tue, 08 Apr 2008 19:15:42 GMT

Two interviews from the beginning of last year's series of Doctor who from Bliss Magazine and Sugar Magazine.

Just a quick post...

Sun, 06 Apr 2008 16:15:25 GMT

Happy Birthday to radiantbaby

Torchwood

Sat, 05 Apr 2008 16:58:56 GMT

HUGE SPOILERS BELOW

Well that was depressing.

I mean Tosh and Owen? None of my non-lj friends hated either of them and few people on lj hate them. Both of them were the two best characters in the whole show. And they've killed off my favourite Torchwood ship.

Killing off Owen was just stupid as he had already been killed. And Tosh is just Tosh, poor girl always got the shit.

The plot altogether wasn't exactly fantastic. I didn't feel it flowed enough, like they wrote Tosh and Owen's dying scenes last then threw the rest in without much care.

In a way I still think maybe Gwen and Ianto should've been the two to die (ok most of Torchwood's fandom would've gone into meltdown at Ianto being dead) but as much as the majority of fans love Tosh and Owen, Gwen and Ianto would've had more of an impact on the characters in the show. Ianto on Jack obviously. And Gwen dying not only would you have Rhys but also PC Andy and could've been explored more in Series 3 (although Chris Chibnall is meant to be leaving so I can see maybe they didnt want to have carry that totally into the next series)

Partners in Crime better be good.

Sorry for the rantiness and that.

Thu, 03 Apr 2008 15:22:33 GMT

Livejournal's being a bitch lately so sorry if I don't respond to comments or entrys, as not only my inbox is swallowing them up, I'm not getting any notfications either. Sorry!

Heroes Fic: Time After Time

Fri, 14 Mar 2008 22:55:54 GMT

Title: Time After Time
Rating: U
Pairings or Characters: Adam Monroe
Warnings: Spoilers up to the end of Volume 2 (2x11-Powerless)
Word Count: 265
Summary: War happens constantly through history, it's got repetitive for Adam. Bit like life.
A/N: This is a fic for the prompt Mistake at heroes_contest

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Time after time.

Death after death.

War after war.

Nothing changed.

They, the human race, still make the same mistakes over and over.

Time after time.

The war to end all wars.

Adam had heard that so many times it was getting boring. War had lost it’s fun, there’s only so much you can see, so much you can enjoy. Even if you are slightly sadistic.

And the worst thing for Adam is he always chooses the losing side.

It’s always the wrong side that wins.

Thinking becomes ideas, ideas become opinions and opinions become war.

Always the same.

Time after time.

The same mistake over and over again.

It gets too repetitive. Just like life.

Over time Adam starts to think. (He knows how dangerous it is to think. He’s lived for 300 years seeing that thinking is what starts war.)

And that thinking becomes an idea.

Fast-forward to 1976, and that idea becomes an opinion in a board meeting in an office when he’s sitting opposite the father of his worst enemy.

They think he’s mad. Perhaps he is.

But the most important thing is from the moment he said those words he knew that he had started a war.

Except this one was the one to end all wars. The right side was going win. They, no he, was unstoppable.

But then Kaito Nakamura locked him away and threw away the key.

Thirty years pass and finally the chance comes.

This war will not be a mistake. The right side will win. And this will be the war to end all wars.

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Comments are love.

Mon, 03 Mar 2008 19:16:37 GMT

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I decided to open a icon community so when I get back to my fanfic100 claim my journal doesn't get swamped.
If you want to become a member you can join here

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dwicons100: Martha Jones

Sat, 23 Feb 2008 16:53:31 GMT

Subject: Martha Jones
Batch: 2
Themes: Music, Stars, Blood, Book, Handsome, Cuddle, Beauty, Beast, Never Forget, Want, Eye, Lips, Face, Shadow, Explore, One, Two, Three, Alien, Betrayal, War, Peace, Leader, Robot, Yell, Safe, Crazy, Confident, Awe, Time, Loss, Black and White, Tea, Toy, Run
Additional Notes: Please comment and credit. Don't Hotlink.

5 0 . T h e m e d

001 Adventure	002 Music	003 History	004 Stars	005 Words

006 Blood	007 Book	008 Handsome	009 Smile	010 Cuddle

011 Beauty	012 Beast	013 Never Forget	014 Want	015 Urgency

016 Wild	017 Eye	018 Lips	019 Face	020 Shadow

021 Explore	022 One	023 Two	024 Three	025 More

026 Alien	027 Betrayal	028 War	029 Peace	030 Leader

031 Robot	032 Yell	033 Trapped	034 Young	035 Old

036 Safe	037 Perilous	038 Sonic	039 Door	040 Crazy

041 Confident	042 Gobsmacked	043 Awe	044 Time	045 Loss

046 Black & White	047 Tea	048 Toy	049 Run	050 Relax

Please comment and credit if you take any.

Martha Jones dwicon100 Icons

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 18:25:35 GMT

Subject: Martha Jones
Batch: 1
Themes: Adventure, History, Words, Smile, Urgency, Wild, More, Trapped, Young, Old, Perilous, Sonic, Door, Gobsmacked, Relax
Additional Notes: Please comment and credit. Don't Hotlink.

5 0 . T h e m e d

001 Adventure	002 Music	003 History	004 Stars	005 Words

006 Blood	007 Book	008 Handsome	009 Smile	010 Cuddle

011 Beauty	012 Beast	013 Never Forget	014 Want	015 Urgency

016 Wild	017 Eye	018 Lips	019 Face	020 Shadow

021 Explore	022 One	023 Two	024 Three	025 More

026 Alien	027 Betrayal	028 War	029 Peace	030 Leader

031 Robot	032 Yell	033 Trapped	034 Young	035 Old

036 Safe	037 Perilous	038 Sonic	039 Door	040 Crazy

041 Confident	042 Gobsmacked	043 Awe	044 Time	045 Loss

046 Black & White	047 Tea	048 Toy	049 Run	050 Relax

Please comment and credit if you take any.

Heroes Fic: Wrong

Wed, 30 Jan 2008 18:40:33 GMT

Title: Wrong
Rating: PG 13
Pairings or Characters: Claire Bennet/Peter Petrelli
Warnings: Incest. Very vague spoilers for Volume 1
Word Count: 124
Summary: Claire knows it's wrong, but sometimes you cant help who you fall fall in love with.
A/N: I'm more of an AU Peter/Claire shipper but the idea struck me and fitted with the prompt. By no way am I endorsing incest just using the idea as the base for the fic. This is a fic for the prompt Right and Wrong for heroes_contest

Wrong

Maybe it’s wrong.

Everyone would say it was wrong.

And before all this she would’ve said it was wrong.

But as she felt his lips on hers, the burning and love, as she fell into his bed she damned her blood. She damned her parentage. She damned his. She damned fate.

Things could never be simple. For crying out loud she was going to live forever.

Her heart shouldn’t be beating every time he entered the room.

When she woke up each morning beside him, she could hear them in her mind, their disgust, and their disapproval. But as she gazed at the man beside her it made it all worth it.

Because it might’ve been wrong, but it felt so damn right.