I'm a bit quiz crazy tonight. Boo.

Choose twelve characters from your fandoms, then answer the questions under the link. Do not look at the questions beforehand.

1: Seeley Booth - Bones
2: Martha Jones - Doctor Who
3: Joanna Harvelle - Supernatural
4: Sara Tancredi - Prison Break
5: Maid Marian - Robin Hood
6: Dean Winchester - Supernatural
7: Phoebe ( Read more... )

I'M BEING ATTACKED BY GHOSTS
I'VE WATCHED ENOUGH SUPERNATURAL TO KNOW WHAT IS WHAT
Evidence:

• I heard a weird noise downstairs, and when I went down the lounge door was open [IT'S NEVER LEFT OPEN] and the dogs were inside, and they'd been growling at something
• I turned to lights on to check what the dogs were growling at, AND THEY FLICKERED. THEY HAVE ( Read more... )

I'm crying from fanfiction. I have never, in my life, cried from a fanfic. Rusty, you're killing me.

I'm really surprised at how emotional I got over Doctor Who, but mostly in a very bad way.

I cannot believe Martha's gone. I love Martha, she was an amazing companion and Freema was a great actress. Martha saved the Doctor so many times, and in a way was not only a companion but an equal, as she states in the Tardis scene. And I know she'll be back ( Read more... )

How amazing was Doctor Who? The Master was hysterical, I love the evil bastard. It's great how he really is a complete equal to the Doctor, in intelligence, charisma, humour and attractiveness. But it's scary how insane he is.
I want to start writing again, but I keep finding it hard to spark any inspiration. I mean, I've been pretty down recently ( Read more... )

I don't know why, but I have this intense want for a Doctor Who/Supernatural crossover fic, where:

• Dean makes the Doctor jealous by being a man-whore around Martha.
  
• The Doctor has to help Sam and Dean to solve a case
• Dean doesn't like the Doctor because the Doctor totally pwns him when it comes to weird stuff
• Sam and Martha can have a nice, sensitive ( Read more... )

I've been such a bad blogger recently. I'm ashamed. I haven't really posted anything worth reading, and my muse for fic has officialy buggered off. I just don't feel inspired any more. I was just about to write about how I wont be posting much anymore due to GCSE's and studying and everything, and that still holds true, but I can't be arsed to give ( Read more... )

She takes it off when she sees him. She can't wear it around him without feeling some sort of betrayal, like some ownership being traded. When they unexpectantly meet, and she has no warning to remove the tattoo of a tainted love, he can't help but stare at it. “He owns you,” he tells her, fingering the small heart between his dirty, grubby ( Read more... )

Well, I'm just a little bit crazy.
I decided to sign up to fanfic100 and now I have to write 100 fanfics about Robin Hood and the Gang.

( The Big Damn Table )

4. Djaq hated carrots. As she saw them being poured onto her makeshift plate, she cringed. It was too late to tell Much, as he held out her plate, his eyes wide with pride from his own creation. Tonight was a special dinner, as it was one year since the group had been born. Much has gotten up early just so as to start on with dinner at the first ( Read more... )