#toppbanana

[thedalektables]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who, Doctor Who (2005) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Rose Tyler, Tenth Doctor Additional Tags: Fluff, Fairy Tales Summary:

The Doctor pricks his finger on a strange plant. With the help of three woman, Rose has to wake him from a hundred year slumber.

[greatspacedustbin]

Halloween either/or

Tagged by the ever amazing @toppbanana :)

Rules: bold what you prefer and tag 10 some people

1. go apple picking vs go on a hay ride 2. scary vs. sweet 3. sweaters vs. boots  - I love my sweaters and hoodies, especially the ones some sizes too large 4. socks vs. mittens - socks knitted by my grandma that is :D 5. Bonfires vs. football 6. trick-or-treating vs. watch scary movies 7. apple pie vs. pumpkin pie 8. halloween vs. thanksgiving - if only for the food. Don’t celebrate either where I’m from/live, so pick the food it is :P 9. bake pie vs. bake cookies 10. rain vs. fog 11. black cats vs. owls 12. ghosts vs. wizards   13. harry potter vs. halloweentown 14. go hiking vs. sleep in 15. cinnamon vs. nutmeg - best addition to cauliflower, brussel sprouts or sauce 16. reading vs. writing 17. hot chocolate vs. tea (winter spice, here we come!) 18. live in a cabin in a forest vs. have it be fall 24/7 19. candy apples vs. caramel apples - still not really a thing here, but caramel >> candy 20. blankets vs. pillows - my couch is covered in cozy blankets (that have been sorely neglected this summer) 21. roasted marshmallows vs. roasted chestnuts 22. coffee vs. apple cider 23. red leaves vs. orange leaves 24. braids vs. bows 25. scented candles vs. the smell of fresh baked goods 26. carve pumpkins vs. make pumpkin pie - in either case... get the first aid kit ready :P 27. pumpkin spice lattes vs. chai tea lattes 28. coats vs. oversized sweaters (it’s finally cool enough for sweaters again, and I’m loving it. Bring out the orange hoodie!) 29. beanies vs. berets 30. candy corn vs. peanut butter cups 31. s'mores vs. apple crisp 32. jump in a pile of leaves vs. swing on a tire swing - best thing ever (unless there are surprise objects of any kind inside it...) 33. corn maze vs. haunted house  34. bob for apples vs. visit a pumpkin patch 35. whipped cream on hot chocolate vs. marshmallows on hot chocolate. ALL THE WHIPPED CREAM, or at least a minimum 1:1 ratio of chocolate to cream, hmmmmm

I’ll be tagging: @crowzley, @ofstormsandwolves, @tennantaddict, @zombeesknees, @hardythetimelord, @abibliophilehobbit, @sequencefairy, @scullywolf

[whoinwhoville]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Doctor Who (2005) Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler (John Smith x Jane Smith) Characters: Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler Additional Tags: john smith x jane smith, Human Nature, UST Lite, perhaps pre-UST, or subconcious UST, not angst, Fluff, Just Fine, is a title for you to interpret, are either of them just fine?, or feeling very fine?, or not fine at all, because they want more? Series: Part 4 of FoundVerse, Part 5 of Whoville's Follower Milestone Celebration Summary:

Everything is just fine. That's an understatement. Missing scenes early on in Found & Forgotten.

Written for @toppbanana who won the “John & Jane” ficlet from my Whoville Follower Milestone celebration. She wanted flirtatious banter or UST.

Note: I went back and read after I posted it, and really didn’t like it. It felt like something was missing -- that it was devoid of any emotion. Why is Jane so flustered by John? Why does she blush so fiercely around him? What is goes through her mind when she sees him?

So I re-worked it quite a bit. I like this more than the original. I hope you do too. If you have a chance, listen to the Frank Sinatra song that John whistles and then mindlessly sings. (He doesn’t recognize any significance, even though it’s there ever so slightly.)

Jane Smith looked up at the clock — 8:03 am, and John Smith was right on time. She could hear him talking to the much-prettier-than-her (but very nice) receptionist. Male and female laughter mingled. Jane sighed at that, but just in passing.

Instead, she imagined herself the object of his flirtatious attentions. She’d laugh prettily and bat her eyelashes. “Oh Mr. Smith, you’re just too much,” she’d reply, and then he’d wink at her. Maybe he’d go on to ask her out to dinner and a film and he’d hold her hand in the dark and —

“Good morning, Miss Smith.”

Jane startled.

“Off with the fairies, Miss Smith?” John asked.

She nodded and smiled shyly.

“So how are you this lovely, sunny, Monday morning? Did you have a pleasant weekend?” John smiled down at her, and she became very interested in a pencil.

“Yes. My weekend was fine, thank you,” Jane answered politely, gaining courage to look back up. But then again, she couldn’t help but look. He was too handsome to ignore. His well-tailored suit, the crisp white shirt, that silver tie… And then there was the little bit of hair that wouldn’t stay in place, hanging down onto his forehead.

“Good. I’m glad it was fine. Have a good morning, Miss Smith.”

“You too,” she almost whispered.

John strode down the corridor to his office, and closed the door.

Jane could hear the flirtatious laughter of Priscilla Bootkins from twenty feet away through the thin walls. She balled her fists, and then shoved a piece of typing paper behind the roller, unsuccessfully trying to straighten it against the paper guide.

“What’s got you all in a tizzy, Janie?” asked Betty Anderson.

“Nothing. I’m fine. I just can’t get this ridiculous piece of paper to go in straight is all.” It was wrinkled and just wouldn’t do. The gears whirred as she yanked it out, balled it up, and dropped into the bin under her desk.

oOo

“Quick, Miss Smith!” John planted his hands on her desk, and leaned into her until they were almost nose to nose. “I need the name of a device that takes over someone’s mind and controls their actions!”

His breath smelled of peppermint candy. His after-shave was a blend of heady, exotic spices. She imagined herself on a veranda overlooking the azure blue, Mediterranean Sea, the sun low in the sky, his arm pulling her into his warm side. She would rest her head on his shoulder and then he’d turn his head and look down at her lips and then he’d dip his head and —

“I can see those gears whirring in your head.”

Jane almost squeaked after he rolled the R’s. Why did he have to be Scottish, too? she thought.

“Do you have something brilliant for me?” He raised his eyebrows.

Roused out of her daydream, her head snapped back to him. “The idea of someone controlling your mind is a bit terrifying, Mr. Smith.” She bit her lip.

“Of course. It wouldn’t be an adventure without a bit of a scare now, would it?” He leaned even more closely.

Jane looked up at the ceiling. “Mind… Mind… Mindthief. Mindrobber. Thought-Thief.” She paused and shook her head. “No. The name shouldn’t sound like a machine. It’s more frightening that that.” She opened her eyes and looked up at him. “The victim’s mind is controlled by a Puppeteer.”

“A Puppeteer,” he whispered, furrowing his brows, his dark eyes unwavering from hers. “Fine job, Miss Smith. Fine, fine job.”

She nodded quickly, and then turned her attention back to her typewriter, the memory of peppermint candy and bay rum lingering.

oOo

“Good afternoon, Miss Smith. How is your day coming along?” John asked Jane.

Jane quickly swallowed a bite of the snack she’d been eating and cleared her throat of the crumbs. “It’s fine.” She held the half-eaten piece of shortbread so tightly that it was about to crumble.

“Do you like shortbread, Miss Smith?”

“Yes. It’s fine, Mr. Smith.” She smiled shyly.

“What a coincidence! I like shortbread, too! We’re full of coincidences, aren’t we? First John David Smith and Jane Donna Smith. And now we both like shortbread!” He nabbed a piece, and pushed the whole thing into his mouth. “But then again,” he said, mouth full, “I think it’s a rule that I like shortbread. I’m Scottish. I have to like it, don’t I?” He took a second piece, and a third. “Oh, this is very good. Very good. First chance I’ve had to try it. I brought it in this morning. There’s a fantastic little bakery near my flat. They make the most delicious banana nut loaf, too…”

His voice drifted off as she imagined herself seated across from John at one of those little tables for two on a streetcorner café in Paris. The sun would be rising, and the air would be pink and crisp and off in the distance someone would be playing La Vie en Rose on an accordion. He’d take her hand, which he was already holding across the table, and kiss her knuckles, and then whisper—

“I have a brilliant idea!” he exclaimed.

Jane was knocked out of her rose-coloured reverie.

“I’ll have to bring banana nut loaf in next time. Make sure you take a piece or two of the shortbread before it’s all gone, Miss Smith.” He winked. He turned on his heel as he shoved another piece into his mouth.

Jane’s cheeks turned a delightful shade of pink as she watched him leave the room. She checked for onlookers before she daintily picked up a second wedge to savour later.

You’ve gotten yourself into a fine mess, Jane Smith. You are not fine. Not fine at all.

oOo

Jane’s attention was captured as John ambled down the hallway at a slower pace than was usual for him. His suitcoat was draped over his shoulder held casually with his pointer finger. His kissable lips were pursed as he whistled a Sinatra tune. If he weren’t whistling, he would have been smiling. She could see happiness in the crinkles around his eyes. A bit of late afternoon stubble graced his jawline, but his hair was still perfectly in place — except, of course, for that one delicious piece of his fringe that framed his brown eyes.

Jane’s eyes glazed over as she paused her typing for a moment. She imagined those lips not whistling, but kissing. They would be so soft as he gently, ever so gently, pressed his against hers. It would be under the moonlight, and he’d be a complete gentleman. Holding her close, but not too close. And his arms would be warm and strong.

She let the thought drift away as he ambled on by her desk.

The whistling stopped.

Jane’s stomach lurched as out of the corner of her eye she could see the handsome man returning. She fought to focus her attention on the keyboard, but her fingers slipped, and she misspelled miss as kiss. Her desk lurched as her foot slipped, kicking the desk leg.

“Everything all right, Miss Smith?” Mr. Smith asked kindly.

“Fine. Everything’s fine,” she stuttered. The top button of his shirt was undone, and his tie, loose.

“It’s two minutes until five o’clock on a Friday. I think it would be all right if you left two minutes early, don’t you?”

She shook her head and bit her lip. “I couldn’t do that, Mr. Smith. I—“

“I give you permission. That is my manuscript you’re working on after all. I recognize my own scrawl on those notes.” He looked at his watch, and tapped it. “And now it’s one minute until five. Time to go home for the weekend.”

“Well, I suppose I could tidy up now.” Jane picked up the stack of unused paper and tapped it so it was perfectly square. She placed her pencil in front of her typewriter, and then straightened her inbox.

“So what were you working on so diligently before I interrupted you?” Mr. Smith reached in front of Jane, flipped the paper release, and pulled the paper out.

Jane squeaked as she watched Mr. Smith scan the page. His eyes stopped on the last line. “Hmm. I don’t remember this sentence going this way.” He cleared his throat. “Iris looked up at the Professor with longing. ‘I’ll kiss you, Professor. I’ll never stop.’” A slow smile appeared.

“I’m sorry for the error, Mr. Smith. I was about to correct it when you happened by. My fingers slipped, and—“

“It’s fine, Miss Smith.” He leaned closer. “But there isn’t kissing just yet.”

“Oh… I…”

“You’re fine!” He lowered his voice, and nearly whispering said, “You’ll get to type that word soon enough. Where’s the fun in rushing things?” He winked at her.

Jane pushed her glasses up her nose and blinked once.

“Miss Smith, have I ever told you that you do fine work? Of all of the typists, you are the finest.” He grinned. “Well would you look at that. It’s officially five o’clock. Off you go! Have a good weekend, Miss Smith.”

John resumed his musical exit, but this time he sang. “A fine romance, with no kisses. A fine romance, my friend this is…”

Jane’s belly flipped and she dropped her face into her hands. You’re going to be fine, Jane Smith. Just fine.

oOo

Bess slipped on a stylish black coat and tugged on a pair of red kid driving gloves. “What are you going to do on this dreary Saturday, darling?”

“Nothing special.” Jane looked out the window and took a sip of tea. Rain pelted the pane.

“I’m afraid I won’t be back until later this evening, darling. Luncheon with Mother always turns into dinner. I hope you won’t be terribly lonely.”

“I’m never lonely when I have a something to read. I’ll be fine.”

As soon as the door closed behind Bess, Jane rushed into her bedroom and pulled out her favourite book. She ran her hand over the cover, tracing the face of the Professor. She closed her eyes as she clutched it to her chest and sighed in anticipation. “A whole day with the Professor and Iris,” she said to herself. “A whole day with John Smith.”

She didn’t daydream this time — reading John’s book would draw her inside of a daydream.

Oh yes, just for today, she was going to be just fine.

oOo

John paced the length of his flat. He’d been wearing a hole in the hardwood for at least fifteen minutes now. He groaned. This arrangement with Priscilla wasn’t working. At all. He was not fine. He’d lost his ability to write. He was constantly in need of help. Thank heaven for Jane Smith — his very own Muse. Without Jane, he wouldn’t have been able to get anything on paper.

He thought back to yesterday afternoon. He laughed at Jane’s typo and the terrified look that had been on the shy girl’s face. “Kiss instead of miss. That’s really quite funny.”

Iris looked up at the Professor with longing. ‘I’ll kiss you, Professor, and I’ll never stop.’

“No kissing. Not yet.” He ran a hand through his hair and dropped onto the black leather sofa. But he couldn’t seem to shake that sentence from his thoughts. “But it does feel right — the Professor kissing Iris. I’ll make it happen. Soon.”

As clear as a memory, he let the future scene play out in his head. His beloved Iris would be locked in a passionate embrace with the Professor. He’d cradle her head and dip her — but only just slightly. She’d have one hand in his hair, and the other low on his back. And the world would fade away as they whispered the truth of their hearts into each others lips.

“It’s going to be fine, Smith. It’s going be fine.” If he repeated it enough, maybe he’d actually believe it.

[chocolatequeennk]

I’m thinking of renaming my list of accomplishments “Nailed By Nancy” after @toppbanana‘s tags here.

yes/yes?

[kelkat9]

17 Faves

Tagged by the talented @onthedriftinthetardis Thank you!

Answer, then tag some people you want to get to know better

coffee: Yes but I'm picky. I need milk or non dairy creamer. No sugar and no Starbucks.

tea: Yes, English breakfast or Egyptian licorice in the afternoons and again with creamer of some sort. No green stuff.

food: Right now, watermelon and taco salad

scent: Jasmine/honeysuckle

author: Ha too many to list - but I'm really into Seressia Glass right now

artist: So many but I'll choose the person who tagged me as her photography is gorgeous

movie: Oh lord. This varies as I tend to watch things repeatedly until I can't anymore. Probably Night Teeth because it doesn't get enough love

fictional character: Nine, Ten, Eleven, Rose, Donna and Bill Potts are my top faves a the moment. Then would be Crowley and Aziraphale. ummm hmmm. Prudence and Madam Satan from CAOS. Matthew Clairmont and Gallowglass from ADOW. I'll stop now LOL

band/type of music: I am so not a music person. Been listening to the soundtrack to True Lies at the moment

season: Fall

flower: Lilies or orchids

color: Lavender

animal: Cats

architectural style: American Craftsman and Gothic

mountains or beach : Mountains

meadows or forests: Forests

random fact about you: I'm very boring.

tagging: @darth-tella @gingerteaonthetardis @deardiary17 @toppbanana

[doctorroseficreclists]

update: August 2020, part 4

part one | part two | part three

Welp, after having some $%#@*&@!!! computer problems and being bogged down by work, I’m back to harass you with the last of this...um...this interval of an indeterminate period of time’s update! 😁

(Psst.. Please thank @chiaroscuroverse​ for the fic bonanza in the AU department!)

fic rec list masterpost

💘 = adult rating (For longer fics, this likely only applies to some chapters.)

     EPISODES

Added to Episodes: The Idiot’s Lantern

Reassurance by @gallifrey1sburning (ficlet, all ages)

Sight by BadWolf256 (short story, teen)

Added to Episodes: Impossible Planet/Satan Pit

Battle by Rynne (short story, teen)

Letting Go by Vanderslice (ficlet, teen)

Added to Episodes Beyond Rose's Canon Era: Human Nature/FoB

Always Her Doctor by @chocolatequeennk​ (novella, teen)

Added to FixIts: GitF General

Got to Be There by @davinasgirlfriend​ (TenxRose, ThirteenxRose, short story)

A Question of Worth by @countessselena (all ages, short story)

Repercussions by littleredkoalabear (teen, short story)

Added to Rose in Series 3 (Series 3 Rewrites)

A Place for Us to Dream by @dimensionhoppingrose​ (novel, part of series, teen)

To Lead Herself Home by @chocolatequeennk​ (series, teen)

The Doctor and the Wolf by MerryweatherWho (series, teen)

💘 Touched by an Angel by @lastbluetardis​ (Blink, short story)

Don't Blink by rosewarren (Blink, novel, teen)

        HULLABALOO

Added to Christmas: Misteltoe

Never Been Kissed by @lillibetm3​ (Nine)

Added to Christmas: Nine

All I Want for Christmas Is You by @lillibetm3​ (teen, short story)

Added to Christmas: Ten

Christmas Joy by @chocolatequeennk​​ (short story)

Christmas Tree by @lizann5869​ (ficlet)

Added to Christmas: Tentoo

Time Lord Technology and Hidden Depths by @ialwayscomewhenyoucall​

AU

Added to General AU: Nine

💘 A Death Defying Romance by @paigenotblank​ (the Doctor is Death au, short story)

Love Always, The Doctor by @chiaroscuroverse & @fleurdeneuf​ (EightxRose, NinexRose, novella, teen)

The Time Lord’s Wife by frin tennant (NinexRose, TenxRose, adult, The Time Traveler’s Wife au)

Added to AU: Artist

Fixed Focus by @mariechambers (TenxRose, short story, teen)

Added to AU: Bodyguard

An Unwilling Arrangement by @doctor-who-hears-a-horton (TenxRose, all ages, novella)

Added to AU: Crime

teeth and thorns by @his-braveheart (NinexRose, Black Widow au, short story)

guns and horses by momentmusical (TenxRose, spies, short story)

💘 The Blue Box Case by @kelkat9​ (TenxRose, spies, novel)

Take the Money and Run by @gingerteaonthetardis​ and @lotsofthinkythoughts (EightxRose, crime, novella)

Added to AU: Fairytale

The garden where all beauties be by @gingerteaonthetardis (Nine, short story)

obscured by @perfectlyrose (Nine, novella, wip)

Once upon a time… by @asthewheelwills (Nine, short story)

Red by @badwolfxoncomingstorm (kaynibbler16) (Ten,short story)

Added to AU: Films

The Academy by @kelkat9 (X-Men, Ten, novel)

As The Sun Will Rise by helplesslynerdy (Beauty and the Beast, Ten, series)

💘 Elsewhere by @fadewithfury (Somewhere In Time, Ten, novel)

He Gave Me the World by @buffyann23 (While You Were Sleeping, Ten, novella)

Opening Walls by Toppbanana (Anastasia, Ten, novel)

A Scribble In Time by @deathlyfandoms (Tangled, Ten, novella)

Stars On Her Ceiling by @davinasgirlfriend (The Shape of Water, Ten, novella)

Stowaways by @ofstormsandwolves (Treasure Planet, Ten, novella)

The Time Lord’s Wife by frin tennant (The Time Traveler’s Wife, novella)

Who’s Got Mail by @whoinwhoville (You’ve Got Mail, Ten, novella)

Added to AU: Regency/Historical

the end of east by momentmusical (tenxrose, short story)

💘 Where You Tend a Rose by @illogical-fascinations (tenxrose, novella)

Added to AU: Royalty

kings are cowards by @rose-tylers (onlyeverthus) (Ten, short story)

Once Upon A Time and Far Far Away by WordMusician (Ten, novella)

The Princess, And Him by @doctor-who-hears-a-horton (Ten, novella)

Added to AU: Singer

I Write The Songs by @licieoic (ten, uni au, teen)

💘 The Vortex Boys by @aintfraidanoghosts (ten, novella)

The Lads From Gallifrey by @kelkat9​, @whoinwhoville​, and timelord1 (nine, ten, eleven, short story, teen)

💘 Air From My Lungs to Give Voice to Your Song by @licieoic (ten, au dark!doctor, warnings)

Added to AU: Single Parent

Electrical Impulses by @asthewheelwills (Nine, novella, all ages, wip)

Love Always, The Doctor by @chiaroscuroverse & @fleurdeneuf​ (Nine, novella, teen)

Added to AU: School

Ready, Set, Let's Go by @deathlyfandoms

Five times John Smith & Rose Tyler saved each other from getting doused, and one time they didn't by @kilodalton

The Perils of Pink by @deathlyfandoms

In the Rain by @emkaywho

Rooftop Picnics by @perfectlyrose

Running through the High School hallways by @asthewheelwills

With A Little Bit of Luck by @deathlyfandoms

Added to AU: College

PLEASE NOTE: I think something went wrong with this list at some point! I'm sure it is my fault, because I always feel compelled to rewrite the HTML to clean up tumblr being tumblr... (bad codemonkey me!) There seems to be more below than is actually on the list itself! @chiaroscuroverse, let me talk to you about this! I know some of these are also superhero aus. If there are any corrections, I'll post them later.

Catalysis by @lastbluetardis (series)

Constellations of Their Own Making (The Galaxy's Edge Remix) by @sequencefairy (short story)

💘 First year by OiWatchItSpaceman (short story)

Got to Be There by @davinasgirlfriend

Her Guitar Hero by @asthewheelwills (short story)

Match Set by @bluedawn0123 (short story)

Misunderstandings and Reconciliations by @dryadalis (short story)

An Old-Fashioned Correspondence by @deathlyfandoms (short story)

Pins and Needles by @professorspork (short story)

Sweetheart by @stoprobbersfic

Uni Professors AU by @perfectlyrose (NinexRose, ficlet)

Uni-verse by @jellyneau-xo

[ETA: Superheroes]

Girl of Steel by @rosa-acicularis

Hero/Heroine by @chocolatequeennk

Heroes of Tardis City by @timeladyofthesith​

In a Single Bound by @allrightfine

Little Secrets by @allrightfine

Super Bad Wolf by @gallifreyburning

Strike of Lightning by @goingtothetardis

[anniviech]

I got tagged by @toppbanana​ :)

Create your fantasy outfit and tag 5 people to show you theirs!

Google *your name* fantasy gown

Google *your name* fantasy crown

Google *your name* fantasy weapon

Ohhh... Now, I'm really liking that gown :D Not too sure about elements being metallic, but I do dig the design and colours! Nice~

Hmmm... Not too sure about the crown, but at least it goes well with the gown, I guess?

...okay, that dagger doesn't go along with it at all lol.

I'm going to tag @kelkat9 @chiaroscuroverse @tardisfangurl and @fogsblue

[lostinfictoo]

Fantasy outfit

tagged by @skyler10fic thanks!

Create your fantasy outfit and tag 5 people to show you theirs!

Google *your name* fantasy gown

Google *your name* fantasy crown

Google *your name * fantasy weapon

I don’t know what this has to do with my name but yeeessss! source

meh

oh yeah!

tagging: @toppbanana @kelkat9 @halcyonhowl​ and anyone who wants to do it 

[licieoic]

tagged by @donttouchthefigs Thank you! This was fun!

Link to make yourself! I am tagging @abovethesmokestacks @turnswithus @toppbanana @eclecticmuses @fantastiqueolicity @ktrosesworld

[lostinfic]

Snooping on your playlist

Set your entire music library on shuffle and report the first 10 songs that pop up. Then choose the next victims.

I was tagged by @onthedriftinthetardis Thank you!

1. Wise Kid Song by Warsaw Village Band

2. Bridge Over Troubled Water by Simon & Garfunkel

3. Franco-unamerican by NOFX

4. I Get Around by The Beach Boys

5. You’re the Reason I’m Leaving by Franz Ferdinand

6. The Buzzard Song by Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong

7. Thinking, That’s All by Jimmy Eat World

8. Raw Sugar by Metric

9. Certitudes by Caracol

10. She by Green Day (one of my favourite songs!)

That’s actually a good selection for once.

Who hasn’t done this? @meanwhileinpetesworld ? @fadewithfury ? @tinyconfusion ? @toppbanana ?

[lastbluetardis]

Hello everyone, and happy Friday the 13th! And Happy Ficiversary to me! It has been two years since I started writing and posting my own Doctor Who fic. Last year, I celebrated by doing a follow forever. This year, I’m doing a mutuals appreciation shoutout, because y’all make my dash a better place, and a lot of you are so supportive and encouraging of me and my writing.

So without further ado:

A-I:

@a-sarah-world ❅ @acreasy1 ❅ @allegoricalrose ❅ @asmilelikestarlight ❅ @asthewheelwills ❅ @atimelordswife ❅ @atomicfiresymphony ❅ @aneclipsedhabitue ❅ @arynrds ❅ @badvvolfrose ❅ @badwolfrise ❅ @bcrningupasun ❅ @boxesofpepe ❅ @braveten ❅ @bridgetjones ❅ @caedmonfaith ❅ @captaingrahamcr ❅ @cartersreese ❅ @chiaroscuroverse ❅ @chocolatequeennk ❅ @dannepink ❅ @detectivdimples ❅ @dimensionhoppingrose ❅ @doctortenny ❅ @dovtorwho ❅ @emkaywho ❅ @excusemewhileiwagmytail ❅ @fadewithfury ❅ @fantasticphoenix ❅ @followedmystar ❅ @getbacktoblogwarts ❅ @gingergallifreyan ❅ @goingtothetardis ❅ @greatspacedustbin ❅ @hanluvr ❅ @hardyxmiller ❅ @hardyxrose ❅ @heartbreakingtennant ❅ @hellostarlight20 ❅ @hereforbiclara ❅ @hermitinthetardis ❅ @hillywoodsisters ❅ @invisiblerobotgirl

J-R:

@jaydelahaye ❅ @jeeno2 ❅ @jellyneau-xo ❅ @jennysintardis ❅ @julibellule ❅ @karaolsn ❅ @kelkat9 ❅ @kiadshoo ❅ @ktrosesworld ❅ @ladydiomede ❅ @lastincurableromantic ❅ @lexasfallenstar ❅ @lizann5869 ❅ @lizzy-lovegood ❅ @lvslie ❅ @lyricalprose ❅ @madabouttennant ❅ @mariechambers ❅ @megabadbunny ❅ @mizgnomer ❅ @moltobenebananas ❅ @nannyogg123 ❅ @natural--blues ❅ @nerdyten ❅ @ofstormsandwolves ❅ @panlyra ❅ @peixiaa ❅ @perfectlyrose ❅ @pipertennant ❅ @promisedyouforever ❅ @quite-right-too  ❅ @quuantum ❅ @rosecoveredtardis ❅ @roseinstarlight ❅ @roseinthevoid ❅ @rosetyleristic ❅ @rosevtyler ❅ @rvde-and-not-ginger

S-Z:

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[thedalektables]

«“Theta,” a tall, severe faced man said. “It isn’t proper manners for a prince to sneak away from his people.”

“But the stars are perfect tonight! Look, you can actually see Jupiter tonight!” Prince Theta’s voice was filled with infections awe. The tall man before him still seemed to be unaffected.

“Prince Theta,” the man warned sternly.

“Yes, Papa…” Theta sighed. The king stroked his son’s hair affectionately, attempting to make it lay flat.

“Now go whirl some girl into a stupor,” the king gave Theta a little shove towards the dancing masses. He smiled fondly as his son fumbled around looking for a dance partner.

King Rassilon was the imperial ruler of Gallifrey, and tonight they were celebrating the three-hundredth anniversary of their family’s rule.

“He’s so fascinated with those stars,” an elderly man in regal military regalia and snow-white hair whispered to Rassilon. “It’s a wonder how he’s not among them yet.”

“Not for lack of trying,” the king smirked as he watched Theta ask his mother to dance. “He takes after his grandfather.”

“None of those stars will ever burn as brightly as that boy,” the older man grinned as the song came to an end with a flourish. The prince’s ears must have been burning, because he looked up at that instant, his face alight with joy.

Theta bowed politely to his mother before barrelling off towards the men.

“Grandpapa Wilf!” Theta cheered gleefully, wrapping his arms around the older man’s waist. 

“I thought you had to return to London?”

“And miss this grand celebration? Never!”

“Does this mean you’re staying for good this time?”

“Afraid not, m’boy. That seat I haven in London comes with the title of Grand Duke,” Theta’s grandfather said sadly. His grandson looked crestfallen. “But to make the separation a bit more bearable, I have something very special for you.” Theta’s chocolate eyes lit up at the sight of a beautiful blue box.

“For me? What is it?” he gasped. His fingers reached out and delicately caressed the box.

Unnoticed behind them, a small blonde haired girl a few years younger than the prince, peeked around a door hidden in the wall. Her eyes sparkled in the candlelight as she watched the scene between grandfather and grandson unfold. Her expression was one of rapt curiosity, and maybe even longing.

“Rose! You belong in the kitchen,” a beefy man in a dirty apron growled at the girl. He roughly grabbed her by the hair and tugged.

“Ow! Let go of me!” she choked as she was quickly dragged back through the door.»

- Opening Walls, by #toppbanana (Chap.1)

[greatspacedustbin]

Top 10 guilty pleasure songs

We know everyone has an impeccable taste in music, but what are those songs that need to be played out loud, but nobody else is supposed to know? List your 10 favourite (tacky) guilty pleasure songs and tag some other people :)

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Enrique Iglesias - Escape

Modern Talking - You’re My Heart, You’re My Soul

Dolly Parton & Kenny Rogers - Islands in the Stream

Bee Gees - Tragedy

Chesney Hawkes - The One and Only

Jeroen van der Boom - Jij Bent Zo (tacky Dutch cover of David Bisbal’s Silencio)

Army of Lovers - Crucified

Erasure - Sometimes

Alcazar - Crying at the Discoteque

Helene Fischer - Atemlos Durch die Nacht (I’m so sorry @girlagainsthumanity, but it’s too catchy for it’s own good xD)

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Tagging: @girlagainsthumanity, @bloodybroadchurch, @cycat4077, @sonicenvy, @fogsblue, @toppbanana, @chloedeckr, @audreyhor, @timelordinaustralia, @stillood, @andyhozierbyrne, @it-is-bugs, @littlebitfoxxy, @malcolm-f-tucker

[whoinwhoville]

Chapters: 1/1 Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler Characters: Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler Additional Tags: john smith x jane smith, Human Nature, UST Lite, perhaps pre-UST, or subconcious UST Series: Part 4 of FoundVerse, Part 5 of Whoville's Follower Milestone Celebration Summary:

Everything is just fine. That's an understatement. Missing scenes early on in Found & Forgotten.

Written for @toppbanana, who won the Whoville Milestone Celebration John x Jane (Foundverse) ficlet. Prompt was UST or flirty banter. UST-lite, but lots of pining, blushing, doesn’t-know-what-do-with-herself Jane. I hope you like it!

“Good morning, Miss Smith. How was your weekend?” John Smith asked the shy typist.

“Fine, Mr. Smith,” Jane answered quietly. She pushed her glasses up her nose to give her nervous hands something to do.

“Good. I’m glad it was fine. Have a good morning, Miss Smith.”

“You too,” she almost whispered.

John strode down the corridor to his office, and closed the door quietly.

Jane could hear the flirtatious laughter of Priscilla Bootkins from twenty feet away through the thin walls. She balled her fists, and then shoved a piece of typing paper behind the roller, unsuccessfully trying to straighten it against the paper guide.

“What’s got you all in a tizzy, Janie?” asked Betty Anderson.

“Nothing. Can’t get this ridiculous piece of paper to go in straight is all.” It was crooked and wrinkled and just wouldn’t do. The gears whirred as she yanked it out, balled it up, and dropped into the bin under her desk.

oOo

“Quick, Miss Smith!” John planted his hands on her desk, and leaned into her until they were almost nose to nose. “I need the name of a device that takes over someone’s mind and controls their actions!”

Jane gasped. “That’s a bit terrifying.”

“Of course. It wouldn’t be an adventure without a bit of a scare now, would it?” He leaned even more closely.

Jane closed her eyes and chewed on the corner of her mouth. “Mind… Mind… Mindthief. Mindrobber. Thought-Thief.” She paused and shook her head. “No. The name shouldn’t sound like a machine. It’s more frightening that that.” She opened her eyes and looked up at him. “The victim’s mind is controlled by a Puppeteer.”

“Puppeteer,” he whispered, furrowing his brows, his dark eyes unwavering from hers. “Fine job, Miss Smith.”

oOo

“Good afternoon, Miss Smith. How is your day coming along?” John asked Jane.

Jane quickly swallowed a bite of the snack she’d been eating, and cleared her throat of the crumbs. “It’s fine.” She held the half-eaten piece of shortbread so tightly that it was about to crumble.

“Do you like shortbread, Miss Smith?”

“Yes. It’s fine, Mr. Smith.” She smiled shyly.

“What a coincidence! I like shortbread, too! We’re full of coincidences, aren’t we? First John David Smith and Jane Donna Smith. And now we both like shortbread!” He nabbed a piece, and pushed the whole thing into his mouth. “But then again,” he said, mouth full, “I think it’s a rule that I like shortbread. I’m Scottish. I have to like it, don’t I?” He took a second piece, and a third. “Oh, this is very good. Very good. First chance I’ve had to try it. I brought it in this morning. There’s a fantastic little bakery near my flat. They make the most delicious banana nut loaf, too. I’ll have to bring that in next time. Make sure you take a piece or two before it’s all gone.” He winked. He turned on his heel as he shoved a third piece into his mouth.

Jane’s cheeks turned a delightful shake of pink. “He bought it.” She checked for onlookers before she daintily picked up a second wedge to savour later.

oOo

John Smith ambled down the hallway at an unusually slow pace. He passed Jane’s desk, but then halted, and turned around.

Jane’s stomach lurched as out of the corner of her eye she could see the handsome man approaching. She fought to focus her attention on the keyboard, but her fingers slipped, and she misspelled miss as kiss. Her desk lurched as her foot slipped, kicking the desk leg.

“Everything all right, Miss Smith?” Mr. Smith asked kindly.

“Fine. Everything’s fine,” she stuttered.

“It’s two minutes until five o’clock on a Friday. I think it would be all right if you left two minutes early, don’t you?”

She shook her head and bit her lip. “I couldn’t do that, Mr. Smith. I—“

“I give you permission. That is my manuscript you’re working on after all. I recognize my scrawl on those notes.” He looked at his watch, and tapped it. “It’s now one minute until five!”

Mr. Smith reached in front of Jane, flipped the paper release, and pulled the paper out. “Have I ever told you that you do fine work, Miss Smith? Of all of the typists, you are the most accurate.”

Jane squeaked as she watched Mr. Smith scan the page. His eyes stopped on the last line. “Hmm. I don’t remember this sentence going this way.” He cleared his throat. “Iris looked up at the Professor with longing. ‘I’ll kiss you, Professor. I’ll never stop.’” A slow smile appeared.

“I’m sorry for the error, Mr. Smith. I was about to correct it when you happened by. My fingers slipped, and—“

“It’s fine, Miss Smith.” He leaned closer. “But there isn’t kissing just yet. You’ll get to type that word soon enough. Where’s the fun in rushing things?” He winked at her.

Jane pushed her glasses up her nose.

“Well would you look at that. It’s officially five o’clock. Off you go! Have a good weekend, Miss Smith.”

You’re going to be fine, Jane Smith. Just fine. She dropped her face into her hands.

oOo

Bess slipped on a stylish black coat and tugged on a pair of red kid driving gloves. “What are you going to do on this dreary Saturday, darling?”

“Nothing special.” Jane looked out the window and took a sip of tea. Rain pelted the pane.

“I’m afraid I won’t be back until early evening, darling. Luncheon with Mother always turns into dinner. I hope you won’t be terribly lonely.”

“I’m never lonely when I have a something to read. I’ll be fine.”

As soon as the door closed behind Bess, Jane rushed into her bedroom and pulled out her favourite book. She clutched it to her chest and sighed in anticipation. “A whole day with the Professor and Iris,” she said to herself. “And John…”

She was going to be just fine.

oOo

John paced the length of his flat. He’d been wearing a hole in the hardwood for at least fifteen minutes now. He groaned. This arrangement with Priscilla wasn’t working. At all. He was not fine. He’d lost his ability to write. He was constantly in need of help. Thank heaven for Jane Smith — his very own Muse. Without Jane, he wouldn’t have been able to get anything on paper.

He couldn’t shake that sentence from his thoughts. Iris looked up at the Professor with longing. ‘I’ll kiss you, Professor, and I’ll never stop.’

“But it isn’t time yet. She’ll miss him. Right? Just miss him. No kissing.” He ran a hand through his hair and dropped onto the black leather sofa. “But why does it feel so right?”

“It’s going to be fine. It’s going be fine.” Maybe if he repeated it enough, he’d start to believe it.

[chocolatequeennk]

Last Line Meme

I was tagged by @loup-malin, @toppbanana, and @creativebec. I wasn’t going to play, because I hadn’t written in so long that I had nothing to share. 

But tonight I wrote! And because I’m excited, I’m sharing the last paragraph instead of the last sentence.

I’m still only playing by half the rules, because I’m not tagging any individuals. But if you want to play along, here’s the meme: Share the last sentence you wrote, then tag the same number of people as there are words in your sentence. 

The Doctor nodded and rubbed the back of his neck. In that one gesture, she easily saw the months he’d spent ignoring Martha’s feelings for him. She raised an eyebrow and shook her head slightly.

Ch 6, Always Her Doctor

[kelkat9]

Get to know me tag game

I was tagged by the lovely and talented @sequencefairy 1. Favorite piece of clothing you own? This is tough because I've gained so much weight that clothing is a tough subject. Right now I have this really petty long mulit color jewel tone sweater.

2. Your comfort food? Oatmeal, home made with unsweetened apple sauce and a drizzle of maple syrup. It's so warm and toasty and satisfying.

3. Favorite time of the year?

Agreeing with @sequencefairy I love Fall - in particular October when the first bite of winter happens and the foliage is just turning. Also, it means the big whomping spiders are dying so I can walk in the woods without face planting into a spider web.

4. Favorite song?

I wish I could love lyrics and poetry like other people do but I just don't. It's not inspiring to me and stresses me out.

5. Do you collect anything?

I used to but after moving enough times, it seemed like a waste of space so not really. I do still have some colored glass.

6. Favorite drink?

There's this drink with pureed cranberries, OJ and sparkling wine that is my favorite holiday drink. Other than that, it's coffee with real frothed dairy - not starbucks but like an indie coffeehouse. Almond milk works too and makes me less sick LOL.

7. Favorite fanfic (if you are comfortable)? I have too many I love to list. But I follow a lot of the folks I love to read.

Tagging @deardiary17 @toppbanana @gingerteaonthetardis @darth-tella @loupettes