I spent an ungodly amount of time on this. I'm quite pleased, in a sick, nerdy kind of way.



( The Science of All Things )

A companion mix to my current Peter/Mohinder fanfiction series, now lovingly referred to as and listed under tag Coffee stains and teacups. These are the songs I've been writing each individual story to; they're more about the feeling of the music than the lyrics specifically, and how they relate to the characters in any particular situation. So just consider this some mood music, or something to read by, from me to you.



( Coffee stains and teacups. )

I literally spent the whole day doing this. Instead of, like, homework and shit. *headdesk* Because somebody out there still likes this pairing -- even if it is just me and tracker_lucifer...

A fanmix about being seperate yet together. It's that feeling of looking for the pieces you've lost, somewhere between being friends, lovers and strangers. Whatever happens next in the picture is up to you, so try not to blow it.



( If you hear me fall. )

And yes, I'm back to writing fic. Bah. Just when I'm trying to move on and get back to my Monnet fics...

Monnet? Taking over my life? Noooooo.yes



( Not a Victory March )

Also. I did not spend two days putting this together. Bfft. That would speak to an obsession. Which I do not have. For Monnet. Yeah.

did totally not just put in a Monnet claim at heroes15

Happy Holidays. Here's a Monnet fanix, :D



( Listening )

And rhea_carlyse wants Monnet lapdance fic, ala Death Proof. Sadly I'm too chicken-shit to accomplish such a feat...without the ply of booze and shameless flattery. Just putting that out there.

What if you could go back? Try on a different set of circumstances for a day, a week, a year. To be normal for a moment, and see just what's in a name. What is it that binds us to one another, simply our place in time and space, or is it something more, something deeper? If one door shuts, another one open...could you meet the same person on a different day? Would you be the same person? Would he?

If you could try again, would anything change? Would you be strangers, friends, or something else entirely?

I saw the universe
Unfolding in his eyes
He kissed my burning lips
And then I realized
--Kelli Ali, Keep on Dreaming



( Pictures )

This is not a love song. Only people who are in love listen to love songs. No, you're not quite there yet. One of you is a hopeless romantic, a bright-eyed little boy lost, Peter Pan with an inferiority complex and a busted long-term memory. The other is the scientist, the liar, the father and the son, with so many faces to keep up and new roles to play it's hard to tell whether you're coming or going anymore. Fate is not your friend, but here you both go playing with it again.

Maybe there's something between you, maybe there's not. Because anytime you end up in a room together somebody dies or explodes or busts a hole in time and space, to change the future or the past or maybe nothing at all. But that's neither here nor there really, because you're not in love.

This is not a love song. At least not yet.



( This Is Not A Love Song. )