Post the Seven-Hundred and Eighteenth - Fic Rec
So I watched "Collision" with my dad the other day. It was a Masterpiece Theater production staring Paul McGann and Lucy Giffith.
Since I don't want to write the Eight/Marian plot bunny that had hopped into my head, I went over to "A Teaspoon and an Open Mind" in the hopes that simply reading some Eight stories would be enough.
Behold the awesomeness that is the "Rebel Yell" series!
"Pardon me: I don't mean to be rude but could you possibly tell me where I am?"
The man was dressed like Oscar Wilde, with romantic curls falling to the shoulders of his green velvet frock coat and a grey silk cravat tucked into a matching waistcoat. He was also standing in front of a large, old-fashioned blue phone booth with the words "Police Box" over the door, like something you might find in an old British movie.
Abby Sciuto loved Oscar Wilde and old British movies.
Since I don't want to write the Eight/Marian plot bunny that had hopped into my head, I went over to "A Teaspoon and an Open Mind" in the hopes that simply reading some Eight stories would be enough.
Behold the awesomeness that is the "Rebel Yell" series!
"Pardon me: I don't mean to be rude but could you possibly tell me where I am?"
The man was dressed like Oscar Wilde, with romantic curls falling to the shoulders of his green velvet frock coat and a grey silk cravat tucked into a matching waistcoat. He was also standing in front of a large, old-fashioned blue phone booth with the words "Police Box" over the door, like something you might find in an old British movie.
Abby Sciuto loved Oscar Wilde and old British movies.