Poem: Eat, sleep, drink. Alone in the urban sprawl of Los Angeles, that was all Deckard could do to pass the time.

A private detective looks for a hacker that could end the world as the future knows it.

A story set in an alternate Bladerunner universe, where humans are the persecuted.

Poem: The lucky escaped Earth to reach the stars, the unlucky were consigned to the same fate as the dying world. To waste away, right down to their bones...

Mood piece set in same time period as the movie, minus the robots.

Oneshot: If the Tyrell Corporation building was an ant hill, then Tyrell himself was the proverbial queen. And as he watched over the 'drones' of Los Angeles, he was unaware of just how similar he was to them.

A Short Fanfic I made of Roy and Deckard. It's a oneshot slash fan fiction just a heads up I don't own Blade Runner they belong to their respected owners but I do own a copy of the movie on DVD. Hope you enjoy it

Roy Batties thoughts to the end of blade runner.

J.F.sebastian reflection on his life.

"Você faz muitas perguntas, Mr. Deckard. Olhe só, eu sou apenas a secretária. Se o senhor quer o meu número, vá procurá-lo sozinho." - Tradução.

A quick one shot of what an intelligence level B Nexus 6 combat model has to say about the A's.

Poem: People could sugercoat the situation all they wanted, but that didn't change the fact that Earth's condition had declined drastically over the years. And with the decline of their homeworld, humanity's status went down with it.

Oneshot: Few would claim that Earth of 2019 had the same appeal it had decades ago, hence why so many went to the Off-world colonies. But what was the cause behind this degradation? Having landed on the planet, Roy and Leon pondered such a question.

Drabble about Deckard's transition to a Blade Runner. Oneshot.

Rachael-centric: "I'm a human being, you know. I just happen to be prettier than most."

Oneshot: There are many things that one has to bear in Los Angeles. Pollution, congestion...and advertising. Lots of advertising.

As Deckard makes his way to the Tyrell Corporation Complex, he notices the colors of L.A., 2019. A Blade Runner drabble.

A desperate escape from death!

The final thoughts of Dr. Eldon Tyrell.

The tale of Roy, from his escape from slavery to his death. Meet the other two replicants mentioned in the movie. Rated T for language, violence, sensuality

Title comes from the T.S. Elliot poem The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock. Deckard and Rachael have been living out in the woods a la Blade Runner Down would have had them. A little over three years have gone by. Seemingly out of the blue, Rachael asks

Deckard, with time to himself between kills, considers the changes his work and his life have gone through and how those changes affect him.

Someone, something, somewhere remebers...

we are the music-makers and we are the dreamers of dreams" -- O'Shaughnessy

The tale of a Blade Runner who makes a decision he regrets.