Last night, I found another way to cross Life on Mars with The Bill, without breaking either canon.
Here, have a short bit of it:
( Jimmy! )

Cut and Dry
by bakaknightDisclaimer: I hold no ownership over Doctor Who ( Read more... )

Hey, I may as well. Tiny smattering here. No, this does not include the telegram fic ( Read more... )

A paragraph from the Passchendaele fic I'm working on...

( Cut, because this is actually spoilerriffic, despite its brevity )

Not all there
Disclaimer: I do not own either Tin Man or due South.
Other notes: The third of the three scenes I’ve got kicking around in my head. The second and third are related, while the first bears no relationship to the other two.
Ratings/warnings/spoilers: Spoilers for Tin Man, post CotW due South, rated about R-ish. RayK/Fraser
Summary: ( Read more... )

Not all there - 1/?

Disclaimer: I do not own either Tin Man or due South.

Other notes: The third of the three scenes I’ve got kicking around in my head. The second and third are related, while the first bears no relationship to the other two.
Current notes: Yes, am working on various essays. -quiet groan- Will finish after have eaten real food. ( Read more... )

It would appear that after a great deal of time of ignoring essays, I should probably start actually collecting together my various mental notes on Doctor Who/Torchwood/Sarah Jane Adventures/K-9 and Company ( Read more... )

For those following the fic-of-doom (and actually, earlier; this resource was one of the things I looked for when I was doing my Criminal Justice assignment last year), I have managed to locate the Cadet Diary. Long thought to be lost, as most links to it are secretly defunct. This is fantastic.
Hope it works for the curious.

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“Fraser, I’ve had some of that water you Canadians call coffee.”

Okay, so we hadn’t found the Hand of Franklin. We’d searched until the snow began to melt and we’d had to return Frobisher’s dogs.

Now, we’re in Yellowknife, and Fraser just suggested that we go into a coffee store.

“I’m tellin’ ya Frase; if a cup needs more than eight m&ms to ( Read more... )

“Fraser, I’ve had some of that water you Canadians call coffee.”

Okay, so we hadn’t found the Hand of Franklin. We’d searched until the snow began to melt and we’d had to return Frobisher’s dogs.

Now, we’re in Yellowknife, and Fraser just suggested that we go into a coffee store.

“I’m tellin’ ya Frase; if a cup needs more than eight m&ms to ( Read more... )