Title: A World of Laughter
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Word Count: 2,259
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine! Nothing whatsoever.
Summary: “Let’s see, Interplanetary Zagat rates the local cuisine… home to film star Ooladesh Oolong… and-oh, yes! Look here!” Another jab. “The recently built Disneyland Clom! How’s that for ( Read more... )

So recently I decided to break down and finally take on a project I'd had at the back of my mind for months: picspams of my top 20 Doctor/Rose moments for Series 1 and 2. I made the list shortly after I'd seen those episodes for the first time, but never got around to doing it. I have to say, though, seeing that glimpse of the former companions in ( Read more... )

Title: i will be your safety
Fandom: The OC
Pairing: Ryan/Marissa
Word Count: 770
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Disclaimer: Nothing is mine! "Don't Leave Home" is by Dido and belongs entirely to her.
Summary: “You know something?” Marissa murmurs, and he shakes his head, inviting her to go on. “I like being with you. It’s… different.” Post-"The Perfect ( Read more... )

Am I the only one attempting to deal with this new LJ text editor? I'm so confused right now. Worse than that, it seems to have developed a grudge against the enter key, so formatting that header for a house on fire took at least twenty minutes.

Then, when I went to update my masterlist, it apparently decided to remove all the formatting that was ( Read more... )

He thinks of Amy and he thinks of fire.

Fire because of her hair, bright red, making it easy to find her in a crowd, as though she is a signal fire and he is a wanderer.

Fire because of her personality, because that’s the word her teachers use to describe her: fiery. The adults watch the two of them together and chuckle, because how is it that meek ( Read more... )

Yesterday, I heard quite a few people saying they didn’t like Rose as a companion because of her Doctor fixation, because they felt she had no life outside of traveling with the Doctor and was unduly obsessed with him. I don’t think that’s quite fair, but not because I’m a Rose fan: because I’m a fan of all the companions, in my own way, and ( Read more... )

At first, she finds it attractive.

He kisses her as hard as he can when they make love. He bites at her lips, drawing blood, making her taste it, seemingly loving it himself. Passion. That’s what she thinks it is.

He kisses her hard enough to take her breath away, to leave her gasping for air, as if she’d just surfaced after nearly ( Read more... )

I learned a long time ago that I just fail at sticking to specific word counts. I tried writing drabbles for Cait's birthday and ended up with ficlets because sticking to 100 words is something I can't do, apparently.

Still, when I saw comment_fic's 42 word challenge, I had to give it a try. Miraculously, I manged to stick to the 42-word limit (my original try ( Read more... )

She lays on the floor, perfectly still, or at least not moving perceptibly. She’s shivering the tiniest bit. Lying naked and still on a wooden floor, during a New York City winter? Not as easy as it seems.

In the corner of her eye, she can see the painting, can watch Julian as he mentally plans each brushstroke before setting paintbrush to canvas. ( Read more... )

The first time Sarah Tyler-Smith sees the inside of Torchwood Tower, she’s ten years old.

She’s begged for years, of course. Rose gave her a firm no each time. The Doctor-John, as he’s known by now-started, many times, with a wavering “welllll…” before a sharp elbow from his wife cut him short. Pete, a doting grandfather in all other respects, ( Read more... )