Log in

No account? Create an account
Which creature of the night are you?
Your Result: Cthulu Spawn

You are really an alien thing, aren't you? I can't describe you because you are beyond. We say "left field" and you say "Krn Grth Thchrang." You are the wild card of the bunch, the unknown quantity

Which creature of the night are you?
Quiz Created on GoToQuiz

Writer's Block: Set Sail

Spike and Angel, President Roslin and Gaius Baltar, Harry and Hermione—shippers often find pairings that the original author might have overlooked. What coupling of fictional characters would you most like to see?
*Takes a deep breath ...*

NCIS - McGee/Tony, Ziva/Abby, Kate/Abby

House - Thirteen/Cuddy, Wilson/Kutner

Torchwood - Ianto/Owen, Suzie/Everyone (FTAngst!), Ianto/John

Criminal Minds - Reid/Morgan, Morgan/Hotch, JJ/Garcia

Supernatural - Dean/Castiel

Ugly Betty - Alexis/Gio

Daria - Jane/Daria

I'm going to make myself stop there.
UPDATE: Oh, wait. No I'm not.

Dexter - Masuka/Debra, Masuka/Batista, Masuka/LaGuerta .... Masuka/everyone, because I love him. He's such a bizarre little creep.

Futurama - Kif Kroker/Zapp Brannigan

Firefly - Mal/Simon, River/Kaylee, Jayne/River

Merlin (Yes. I too have succumbed) - Merlin/Arthur

Farscape - Chiana/Jool, Stark/Zhaan

Stargate SG-1 - Jack/Daniel

Stargate Atlantis - Sheppard/McKay, Sheppard/Teyla/Ronon, McKay/Zelenka, McKay/Carson

'Kay, I'm done.

Oh, and

Being Human - George/Mitchell, Annie/Mitchell

Angel - Doyle/Corelia

If I start on Lord of the Rings, this will never end.

*Jabs finger in direction of userpic*

I finally worked out how to make an animated icon! It is so fucking easy (she says after tearing out half her hair in frustration).
Victory  is so mine.

Now, I just have to make a pretty one with images that haven't been nicked from Windows or whoever provides the pics that come with your computer.

Thank you, www.online-image-editor.com!!!
*pokes head out of closet*

Russian bots is gun nao?

Update 09/11/2008:
This post probably looks a bit odd without an explanation ... it was sort of a test. I was getting random friendings from the cursed russian bots, so followed skellerbvvt 's  example and private-locked everything. Few days ago I posted this unlocked entry to see if I would get inundated with more random friendings from the 'bots again.I didn't, so things are cool.

I did change my username just in case (good
bye, serenityjane!) but since I elected that everyone trying to go to my old journal gets redirected to my new one, it probaby won't have any affect.


Anyone who hasn't read Stray-Heart's 'Acts of Mercy', should go and do so. Seriously.

It's an AU, which explores what would have happened if, in Season One, Ianto and Tosh had been sent back in time to World War One and the 'Kiss the Boys Goodbye' dance, instead of Tosh and Jack.

It's not in chronological order, which dismays my slightly obsessive-compulsive brain (which insists that everything must be in order, damn it all, and chaos theory can go fuck itself provided it can maintain a stable structure for long enough),  but it's wonderful, regardless.



Alien Hunters of Cardiff Bay

Characters: Ianto, Jack
Challenge: Plot Reverse Challenge on TW100
Rating: G
Word Count: 100

Alien Hunters of Cardiff Bay

Fluffy rainy-day fic

Title:Another Rainy Day
Fandom: Torchwood
Pairing: Tosh/Owen friendship, implied Jack/Ianto, implied. gwen/rhys, very implied. tosh/gwen, and extremely implied tosh/gwen/owen (ie in his dirty little dreams)
Rating: Teen for swearing, adult themes,  
Summary: It's raining. Again
Note: A drabble. Well, actually 3067 words. But it's a drabbly 3067 words ... *swears*

Tosh darted the occasional look at the closed door, curiousity warring with courtesy. So was Gwen, but she looked more like someone was dangling sweets in front of her nose and telling her she couldn’t have them. No prize for guessing who the candy was. Owen was watching the girls, and desperately trying not to think of pink elephants.

Note 1: Views expressed by Owen Harper are not the views of the author. Owen is cool, and a mouthy little arsehole (insert grotty mental image here). Author is nerdish, and less vocal in her arseholishness. 

Note 2: Author is not responsible for any inappropriate mental images inspired by this work of fiction. Hardly my fault if you lot have dirty brains.

Flatus of the BrainCollapse )Flatus of the BrainCollapse )

Comments are love. Or platonic gestures of friendship. Whatever floats your boat (and inspires you to comment!)

Resurrection: 9 of ?

Title: Resurrection 

Swearing, slash, character death 


Jack had been gone for three days. Ianto knew he was gone, knew Jack wasn't going to wake by himself. Not this time. So Ianto decided to go fetch him. He'd never been very good at letting go. 

I own nothing, but RTD owns my soul. 


Insane kamikazes, they manoeuvred with surprising agility into the flight paths of the sleek black-and-bronze machines that were swooping over the trees and concentrating their fire upon specific areas in the gilded forest, and Ianto believed they had no trouble locating those buildings still concealed.

The unicorn succeeded in its mission, and the explosion of white-gold light that resulted was less dramatic against the orange skies than it would have been against the blue of Iantos home, but the resulting explosion was shocking to Ianto, who, from his perspective, had been listening to a sirens serene paean filter through the air only minutes ago.

(Yeah. It gets weird)


Previous | Next (Coming Soon!)

Organisational Post

Title: Resurrection 


Swearing, slash, character death 



Disclaimer: I own nothing, but RTD owns my soul. 

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five A

Chapter Five B

Chapter Six A

Chapter Six B 

Chapter Seven