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any minute now it will be christmas, so (pre-empting it slightly, perhaps): merry christmas to all, and to all a good... afternoon, good evening and goodnight (whichever is appropriate)(morning too, obviously, though i don't intend to see it).

birthday very nice. my thanks to all who sent their greetings via LJ. it was momentarily ruined by the potential prospect of my having to walk home from the train station, as the roads were so bad that my mother wasn't willing to come and pick me up in the car. fortunately becca fought her way through the truly sensational weather england has been recently assaulted by, and managed to take me back, no problems, but my brother spent a very unpleasant three hours wheeling his suitcase through the snow. i was extremely relieved when i found i wouldn't have to do the same.

the christmas holidays have thus far been extremely pleasant, much like today's episode of QI. lovely stuff.

had some other things to say, but i can't remember what they are. firefox loaded in an obnoxiously slow manner for the LAST TIME on me today, and i am now using google chrome, which doesn't have so many spiffy add-ons, but does at least spring into action immediatley when i click on it.

oh, yes, i remember. i was going to say about yuletide, which must open shortly (actually, it's just gone 12 here, merry christmas etc, again). there was some mix up over my gift fic, whereby it was loaded up incorrectly so that a) i could see it and b) it led me to marked as someone in need of a pinch hit. firstly, of course, i simply panicked because i'd been intending to edit my fic (although actually i ended up not doing much to it) and i thought they must all have been revealed, but then i calmed down and realised that there had been a mistake, and tried to contact the people in charge to let them know about it, but anyway, it looks like i'm going to get three gift-fics (at least) tomorrow, as a result. which is lovely, actually, thank you, yuletiders (particularly original yuletider, because i know what your fic is, even though i didn't read it because that goes against my principals, and i know it's something i will be deeply charmed by), if a bit embarrassing, because what with my board games and meeting up with people i haven't seen in a literal year, i haven't had time to write any extra ones. ah well.

i've also been busy editing this (Christmas Crackers by x_los and bagheera_san), which you might enjoy, if you enjoy that sort of thing (here taken to mean - UNIT christmas parties).

let me now merely express the hope that doctor who doesn't embarrass me in front of my family...again, (i mean, i'm feeling positive, but there's always a bit of doubt) and wish you all an excellent 25th of december.

Happy Christmas! :D

Isn't that brilliant?

You lot just wait a few years, though! Assuming this universe is the same as the original, things should get rather interesting.

More interesting than my Christmases normally are, even.

Now I should probably go to bed since I have to cook turkey for the whole family tomorrow. Or at least I should take some mistletoe and go and find Rose, anyway! :D

When you see this, post a quote some quotes from the Tenth Doctor:

Doctor: It is! It's the City of New New York! Strictly speaking, it's the fifteenth New York since the original. So that makes it New New New New New New New New New New New New New New York. …what?
Rose: You’re so different.
Doctor: New, new Doctor!
-(that sound you heard back in 2006 was hundreds of fangirls going “guh” and falling on the floor), New Earth

Doctor: It's weird, I mean -- you're not special, you're not powerful, you're not connected, you're not clever, you're not important...
Donna: This friend of yours, just before she left, did she punch you in the face? Stop bleeping me!
-The Runaway Bride

Lilith: And as for you, Sir Doctor!... Fascinating. There is no name. Why would a man hide his title in such despair? Oh, but look. There’s still one word with the power that aches.
Doctor: Your naming won’t work on me.
Lilith: But your heart grows cold. The north wind blows and carries down the distant... Rose.
Doctor: Oh, BIG mistake ‘cos that name keeps me fighting!
-(yeah, definitely another 'GUH' moment for me), The Shakespeare Code

You see? Used the regeneration energy to heal myself, but as soon as that was done, I didn't need to change. I didn't want to, why would I? Look at me!
-( D: D: D:), Journey’s End

Author: yourebrilliant
Betas: the_willows
Pairing: Handy/Rose
Rating: PG
Spoilers: end of s4.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to the Beeb.
Summary: Stranded in another universe, the Doctor and Rose must make a new life for themselves. Who will they be?
Heads Up: Although not intended as RPF, the fic contains references to real life and the Doctor Who actors.
A/N: Due to popular demand, and the wealth of stories in this universe which we don't have time to tell, we will be posting a "Between the Scenes" ficlet every Wednesday on s1_else. You don't need to have read them to appreciate the other chapters but you will have to have read the other chapters to appreciate them :D.
Sorry! Life ate me today so the post is a little late, but don't worry, they'll be continuing as usual over the festive season.

( Thirty One Point Five: Laundry )

Title: Awake and Dreaming
Characters/Pairings: Ten + companions (Donna, Sarah Jane, Rose, the Master, Martha, Jack); some Ten/Rose
Summary: The Tenth Doctor spends his last moments with some old friends.
Spoilers: Some references to ‘The Wedding of Sarah Jane Smith’ and ‘Children of Earth;’ NO spoilers for the finale/specials.
Rating: PG
A/N: I started working on this aaages ago before any of the casting spoilers for End of Time were out, but I was inspired to finish and post it before David Tennant bows out. The idea borrows heavily from a Firefly fic I wrote a number of years back: Mirage. But, hey, it’s not stealing if you take from yourself, right? Right.
Excerpt: It’s Donna and it can’t be Donna because he wiped all her memories and left her behind on Earth and remembering him would kill her and anyway he’s alone, he knows he’s alone.

“Right,” he declares to nothing in particular, falling over his own feet as he stumbles into the TARDIS.

Evidence shows that writing regeneration fic helps one cope with the inevitable. *WIBBLES*

WARNING!!!  I've reverted to using my Army language, which I tend to do when I am extremely angry.

( ANOTHER WARNING!!! Don't follow this cut if you are a caseworker in the child protection field. You won't like what I have to say. )

New idea for the space ship we're working on!

I'm off out. Got to buy some stuff. I'll be back later!

It makes me worry when they don't A) close the challenge, B) post a vote... er, post, C) start a new challenge, or D) tell us what's going on! :O

Woe.

I realize this week is OMG TEH BUSYS! everywhere, but... but! *wibble* D: I know, I really shouldn't be such a whiny dependent child. I just miss the comm now, is all. xD I'm used to having a new challenge to crack at on Mondays. MY LIFE FEELS OFF BALANCED NOW. Hmm, maybe I'm a bit attached/addicted to this comm now. xD

Author: yourebrilliant
Betas: the_willows, helygen
Pairing: Handy/Rose
Rating: PG
Spoilers: end of s4.
Disclaimer: It all belongs to the Beeb.
Summary: Stranded in another universe, the Doctor and Rose must make a new life for themselves. Who will they be?
Note: This is actually a completed multi-part fic, rather than a work in progress. We'll be posting every week until the entire fic is up.
Heads Up: Although not intended as RPF, the fic contains references to real life and the Doctor Who actors.

( Chapter 31 behind the cut )

Vids made in 2009
(by completion date)

( see meme here )

Prompts were here.

Um, I ended up kind of writing these as all part of the same canon. I mean, some definitely relate more to each other than others, and I think they can probably be read as standalones, but I think it works better as one fic starting from the beginning. Also, some prompts were definitely followed more closely than others. XD

Pairing: Jack & Rose, friendship, post-The Doctor Dances
For demosthenes91

( Jack’s got a good grip around her waist, which she reckons is good since she’s listing heavily to one side and staying upright feels like more of a challenge than hanging onto a barrage balloon during the London blitz. )

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Pairing: Nine/Rose, Jack
Prompt: Birds
For alex_caligari

( Rose sits on the pilot chair, swinging her legs back and forth and trying not to be sick all over the console room floor. )

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Pairing: Ten/Rose, post-TCI and post-GiF
Prompt: Locked in a room on the TARDIS
For robynadele0406

( Rose thumps her fists against the door before sagging and leaning heavily against it. )

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Pairing: Ten/Rose
Prompts: (1) The Doctor lost a bet and Rose can do with him anything she wants, (2) Breakfast, and (3) The Doctor needing to be distracted from rambling about Time Lord science
For teruel_a_witch, scornedsaint, and thegirlwhoflies

( The Doctor’s voice sounds high and panicked and it’s enough to rouse her. )

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Pairing: Doctor/Rose
Prompt: "Tie your heart at night to mine love, and both will defeat the darkness.” Yeah, I have no idea how I got this out of that prompt.
For johnmayergirl23

( Her fingers are cold, but she keeps them curled around the yellow disk. )

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Pairing: Ten II/Rose
Prompt: Your song is ending soon.
For helygen

( Your song is ending soon. )

I've met scarier aliens.

The first thing we did on meeting up with the Torchwood team was have a massive argument. Well, Rose had an argument. I was mostly concentrating on trying to make my headache go away (not nearly as effective as it was when I was a Time Lord). I did call them a few names in Gallifreyan, and it was probably a good thing they didn't understand. (Although I think Rose recognised some of the words since I've been teaching her a bit.)

Then we agreed to work together.

Or rather, Torchwood decided to get on with it and told us to leave, and we decided to get on with it in a far more effective way.

It turns out, following my headache was far quicker than whatever it was they were doing.

So we found some aliens. Dreenats, in fact. Slightly psychic themselves, and their ship kind of runs off the psychic energy, except while to them their distress signal was just that: a signal, to me it was incredibly painful.

Rose gave them a talking to (have I mentioned she's rather brilliantly scary when she wants to be? It's sort of attractive, although I don't quite know why. Human hormones are strange) since a strong distress signal is a bit much when all they wanted was some directions. Then we sent them on their way before Torchwood arrived and tried anything.

Then we... er... had a bit of a kiss. *Coughs* Because of the aforementioned attractiveness.

And then Torchwood came and complained at us both for kissing and for ruining their job. We ran off. It was rather fun! :D

Now we're back at home and I'm nicely dosed up on paracetamol since my head is still throbbing. Oh well, should be gone by tomorrow!

I have one hell of a headache.

Rose, can you give one of your friends at Torchwood a ring and see if they've detected anything weird about? There's nothing we can detect, but they have a wider range than us.

Probably nothing. Just a psychic hitchhiker stopping and asking for directions and not being polite enough to tone it down a bit. Gits.

went to national portrait gallery in the morning with relatives. looked at pictures of famous poets at a pretty fast pace so actually pretty enjoyable. nobody believed me though and just made pointed references about how i should go to the shop, which i did enjoy, but i also resent it a little. my dad bought me a wand that magically remote controls things for my birthday. sadly the dvd player refuses the bow to my magical talents, though the tv can now be controlled avec wand. exciting fact found out at this gathering: the woman saved from thugs by boris johnson was my cousin, franny. excellent stuff. extra exciting fact found out: john simm is hamlet in sheffield. at last, a proper part! i may be there :)

came back home, sulked about everyone hating panto, then went back to out. old vic is currently showing 'inherit the wind' starring kevin 'i own this theatre so i will be in everything' spacey, and patrick troughton's son. v v good, particularly troughton jr. once again sitting in the second row (in the young people area of the theatre), which was both extremely good and too close really. spacey talked to the audience a bit as we were representing the jurors. was wearing nice new jumper - hope he noticed (apparently he noticed that some people in the row behind were taking photographs, though they had been asked not to. for shame).

2 fandom things:

fandom thing 1. damn, merlin. when did you get so good? watched the last two episodes today, and though the dragon CGI is worse than ever, basically they were harrowing, well-performed stories (particularly the nazgul one) with some lovely love arthur&merlin moments. i have some spoilery thoughts about the end, but i can't be bothered to cut away, so - i have some other thoughts. merlin series 2: in general, much better than merlin series 1. looking forward to series 3 a lot.

fandom thing 2. it was with delight that i discovered my library (ex-work place of donna noble) stocked some EDAs. delight - and surprise, of course. who is reading them apart from me? surely nobody. most of the way through my first and i really like it. admittedly, it's one of the ones i strongly suspected i would like i.e. one of the ones written by lloyd rose, who wrote 'caedroia', which is my favourite (not just eighth) audio, but i'm still surprised and pleased, and i've already read about half the book in 2 hours, meaning that one EDA is about the same as one pertwee serial, so the series seems manageable-ish. apparently the other two i have out are famously dreadful... ah well. at least i've started with a winner. it's clear some weird plot that i don't really understand is going on behind the main plot, but that doesn't seem to matter. nor does it matter that i know very little about anji and only what was in fitz's 30 minutes in 'company of friends', because i'm basically there for my doctor, and he's all present and correct - i'd know him anywhere :)

'What happened to you in Liverpool?' [Anji] asked, unable to stay with the present subject. 'I'll never believe you had that clumsy accident.'
'No,' the Doctor admitted, pouring himself the last of the tea. 'Someone tried to kill me. Several someones, actually.
Fitz groaned. 'Might have known. Someone's always trying to kill you.'
'Yes. I arouse hostility. Funny, isn't it? I have such nice manners.'
'Why?' said Anji.
'I must have been well brought up.'
'Why,' she said with overelaborate patience, 'did someone try to kill you?' (camera obscura, page 94).

also a fandom thing i suppose, but not main enough to go under that heading: i have 1,500 words of yuletide, and about 500 more to write. respectable total. must just remember to write it.

_thirty2flavors painstakingly put together a post that details the 10 Steps to Crazy Ten, which is both hilarious and kind of heartbreaking. But mostly hilarious. :D :D :D

Title: Let the Clock Numbers Fall
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Ten/Rose
Genre: fluff, angst, romance
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Doctor Who belongs to the BBC
Beta: None, so please forgive mistakes
Summary: She makes him forget things, horrible tragedies and guilt and even time itself. Even though in this moment he can feel it against his fingertips, taste it on his tongue, he doesn’t notice it when she’s with him. She makes it all come to a frozen stop, like a broken clock without a face of numbers.
A/N: Written for then_theres_us Challenge 19, using prompts #009 and #028. Back to non-AU, regular canonical fic now. Haven't really got anything to say about this one, so. Hope you guys enjoy. :)



( And he positively loves that about her. )

I feel stressed about this for the following reasons:

I. My last exam is on Monday and basically I am feeling like this about it: Remember how I took Competition law this semester? Remember how I didn't really understand any of it or pay much attention during lectures? ...yeah.

Also, since school starts again on Monday January 4, my holidays do not even span two weeks. I am justified in feeling slightly irritated about this, right? HUMPH.

II. The Doctor Who Christmas Special airs in a week. AND GODDAMNIT I HAVE SO MUCH FIC TO EDIT AND POST BEFORE I GET JOSSED. D: D: D: Crazy Ten, you were not with us long enough for me to play with.

I've finished a number of holiday drabbles, but... um.... they're not very good. And I really don't mean that in a "please stroke my ego" kind of way. They could probably use a lot of editing, but I really don't have time. So I'm debating whether or not it would be too embarrassing to post them as is.

III. I should probably start Christmas shopping.

IV. I think I need to go look at youtube videos of puppies to calm myself or something. *breathes*

There's still a bit of snow around, although a lot of it melted. Might snow some more tonight though! I hope so! :D

Wall-E was not so impressed. He sent Rose and I annoyed emails today because apparently we'd tramped snow through the house last night. He wanted to know why we wanted a snow room if we were just going to make a mess in 'his house'.

Then he barricaded himself in the kitchen with the toaster. I think they're probably complaining about us. I am mildly worried they might try and form a union or something.

I think we may have to go out for dinner tonight, Rose. Or get a takeaway. What do you fancy?

I've been trying to figure out how I should spend New Year's. Basically, I think my options look somewhat like this:

A). Stay in Vermont with my parents. Probably go out with my dad & stepmum like I did last year. Drinking will likely be a must.

B). Head up to Montreal - a place where I feel happy. This will be particularly problematic and confusing.

C).



Suggestions? Recommendations? A hand to hold?