- Jamie!
- Lady, with a baby and the dude that helped me make her.
- (weekend adventures or: pictures from my life.)
- IRL, social media for a brand you maybe know.
- (if you do, keep it quiet, this place is for kissing.)
- Likes: attractive people making out.
- Likes: skinny boys in skinny clothes.
- Dogs > Cats, hands down.
- cereal on lj; main fic archive, sort of, plus there's:
- my Doctor Who fanfic master list
- my fic tag on Tumblr
- and fic tennis, co-written with gallifreyburning including:
- Gallifrey Records Master Post
- Apparently I also occasionally make gifs and image things sometimes now, they're here.
- Things that tell you a lot about me, probably:
- tattoos! ( Gryffindor + TRON + Buzz Lightyear!)
- that time we dressed the baby up as our TARDIS.
- (now a sock monkey-TARDIS).
- Greendale Graduate Baby.
- that time the boyfriend proposed in front of a dinosaur at the American Museum of Natural History.
- these intro posts, i guess.
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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part Four (FINISHED)
Here we go, on to the final leg of this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis. (I think I’m mixing sports metaphors, but whatever.) If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two and Part Three. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
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The Doctor’s staring at Rose like he expects her to have some sort of answer.
What is she supposed to say? That she’s happy they aren’t married? That’s not true. They don’t need the vows to keep them together – they’re both in this for the long haul, there’s no doubt in her mind. But there’s a spark of want in Rose’s chest when she thinks about being properly married to the Doctor, about people calling him Mr. Tyler. The idea of a wedding band on his ring finger, one that she put there, makes her mouth dry and her heart thump, makes her want to climb right into his lap and stake a claim to the rest of his body, too.
The Doctor’s not the kind of man who abides by the trappings of religion or culture, and neither is Rose. She doesn’t necessarily want the fancy ceremony with a priest and cathedral and big white dress. This wasn’t the way she wanted to marry him, either, in Vegas and stoned and without remembering a single moment of it, but at a certain point … what if it’s the only wedding they ever have?
Wednesday May 8, 2013
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GALLIFRY RECORDS FIC TENNIS ALLLLLLLLLISON ALLISON IT WAS PERFECT AND YOU ARE PERFECT I REALLY LIKED THIS ROUND AND I REALLY LIKED GOING BACK TO GALLIFREY RECORDS LET'S DO IT AGAIN SOON it also worth nothing that today in relation to this return that emails were sent including the phrase LALISON WHERE DID THE COME GO and also a very amazing description of said come that i am going to learn to cross stitch just so i can make allison a pillow with it on it and her kids will be like MOM WHAT DOES 'WARM MELTED VANILLA FROSTEE' MEAN and allison will be like IT'S JUST SOMETHING I SAID ONCE KIDS DON'T WORRY and presumably chad will offer to share his frostee with allison later
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part Four
Here we go, on to the final leg of this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis. (I think I’m mixing sports metaphors, but whatever.) If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two and Part Three. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
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The Doctor’s staring at Rose like he expects her to have some sort of answer.
What is she supposed to say? That she’s happy they aren’t married? That’s not true. They don’t need the vows to keep them together – they’re both in this for the long haul, there’s no doubt in her mind. But there’s a spark of want in Rose’s chest when she thinks about being properly married to the Doctor, about people calling him Mr. Tyler. The idea of a wedding band on his ring finger, one that she put there, makes her mouth dry and her heart thump, makes her want to climb right into his lap and stake a claim to the rest of his body, too.
The Doctor’s not the kind of man who abides by the trappings of religion or culture, and neither is Rose. She doesn’t necessarily want the fancy ceremony with a priest and cathedral and big white dress. This wasn’t the way she wanted to marry him, either, in Vegas and stoned and without remembering a single moment of it, but at a certain point … what if it’s the only wedding they ever have?
Monday May 6, 2013
199 notes
gallifrey records fic tennis that's it for me on this round of fic tennis! three thousand words and a milestone later hat-tip to alphonse for shaking and using the best friend thing in my own life and a hat-tip to allison for being the best fic tennis partner in the world :D :D :D
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3
To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.
“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.
“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”
“Drop the sarcasm.”
“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3
To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.
“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.
“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”
“Drop the sarcasm.”
“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”
Sunday May 5, 2013
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gallifrey records fic tennis fun fact i finally added the winchester family fun hour to my tumblr savior but for some reason can't get my whitelist to work? this has been plaguing me since friday evening by the way but so fic tennis actually got caught in my savior which i don't think has ever happened before i threw in the towel on it and scrapped it from savior anyway because i like too many people that blog about that show to have them being saviored all the damn time but for a brief 48 hours tumblr didn't even feel like tumblr
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3
To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.
“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.
“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”
“Drop the sarcasm.”
“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2
As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’spart one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.
Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.
“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”
The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2
As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’s part one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.
Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.
“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”
The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2
As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’spart one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.
Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.
“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”
The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2
As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’s part one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.
Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.
“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”
The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.
Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album
I can’t even remember what round of fic tennis Jamie and I are on at this point, it’s got to be twenty-something. Frankly, I’m too excited to be bothered with the math. This time we’re hanging out with rockstar Doctor and Rose in the Gallifrey Records ‘verse, so savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” if you don’t want backstage passes to the show. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!
Rose wakes to the feeling of something hard and uncomfortable beneath her cheek. She makes a mental note to feed the Doctor an extra sandwich, rolls over, and promptly falls two feet.
The impact startles her fully awake, eyes popping open as a headache screams to life and, oh, not the Doctor, then. A coffee table. She’d fallen asleep on a coffee table. Whose coffee table is this?
She rubs at her eyes, everything swimming in and out of focus for a few moments, before she’s finally able to see. Ah, the hotel suite, Vegas. Of course.
Jesus, what had they done last night?
Wednesday May 1, 2013
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gallifrey records fic tennis that's five different returns in ONE DAY RECORD STATUS???? actually we used to do much shorter sections so maybe not ahaha remember when they were actually like 200 words per return who were those people and where has their self restraint gone?
