The Holocene Mass Exinction Event

okay, so after kill the moon aired i was texting nonelvis about how AWESOMELY PAINFUL it would be if the doctor took the TARDIS back to before he and clara had their fight and split up, and for completely sensible and plot-related reasons they ended up having to share a bed, and all the while he is thinking, "WHAT AM I DOING WHY DO I ALWAYS MAKE THE WORST DECISIONS" (this is before we realised, no, it is clara who always makes the worst decisions, but i digress). this led to "wouldn't it be great if ten and mickey had to share a bed?" "what about leela and romana?" "WHAT ABOUT THREE AND THE BRIG?" (this is obviously canon).

and then we were both like, WHAT IF THERE WAS A FIC FEST AND WE GOT ALL THE FICS WE EVER WANTED ABOUT DOCTOR WHO CHARACTERS HAVING TO SHARE A BED?

so we made a fic fest. :D

check it out! it's called onlyonebed. prompting opened on monday, prompt claiming begins on dec. 15, and posting begins on february 1 and will go throughout the month, giving us all twenty-eight days of sharing a bed. how romantical!

i already have like three different fic ideas, and given the speed with which i write i doubt i'll have them all done by february first... but i am totally going to try. (and yah, i have been writing fic, got a new one to post very soon, but as usual, it's going under the pseud). please help me make awesome fics happen by leaving amazing prompts and by spreading the word!

oh yah and we are all over the place, so please participate wherever you feel most comfy:

Livejournal
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please somebody write ten/mickey sharing a bed, and also twelve/EVERYONE.

i have never done one of these, but today i decided to, possibly because i am insane or a masochist. the first lines meme, nicked from a good portion of the flist: take the first line of your last 20 stories and see what this says about your writing. i bent the rules slightly and post a bit more than one sentence in a couple of cases. one thing i definitely know it says is that i really need to finish more fic, since about 75% of the lines are from unfinished fics. sigh. i'll bold the ones that are actually done and posted anywhere at all.

( proof that i do actually *try* to write fanfiction under here )

oh man. well, i think this tells us that 01: i need better first sentences and 02: i should probably finish some of these things and get them off my harddrive.

"Hello," said the Doctor. He waggled his eyebrows in a fashion that was meant to be sexy and yet mysterious. He was hindered by the fact that he really didn't have any eyebrows to speak of. The waggling was just drawing attention to that unfortunate fact.

"You realise that you're just making me notice that you've got no eyebrows to speak of, don't you?" River asked. She went back to recording the locations of pottery fragments into her datapad.

"Oh yeah," said the Doctor, deflating a bit. "I forgot again."

"Well," she said, drawing her stylus across the screen, "Even if you do seem a little too... fresh, your bone structure looks a bit more solid now. I won't have to be worried I'm going to break you in half anymore."

"We could test that hypothesis out," he replied, a little bit quickly. River glanced up at him, her mouth quirked upwards. "Er. Perhaps. At some point. After your very important and not at all useless work is completed for the day. Yes."

River looked back down at her datapad, but her smile only got wider.

"Meet me at my shuttle at 1400 hours, young man, and we'll discuss it." She looked up at him again, a serious expression on her face. "Oh, and don't forget the hand-cuffs."

Title: Infinite Probabilities
Author: professor pangaea
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: First Doctor, Susan, Koschei
Spoilers: None. Unless you count that one about the Doctor stealing the TARDIS and running away from his home planet. So... The War Games? Not really.
Notes: Thanks for betas and general "WRITING: YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG" from cesario and lizbee. Any awkward phraseology or excessive adverbiage that is left is obviously the result of my not paying attention to them. Also: I like to think that Susan and the Doctor travelled for several decades, at least, before meeting up with Ian and Barbara. Thus, I made this story.
Summary: "Our most glorious experiences are a kind of regret. Our regret is so sublime that we may mistake it for triumph. It is the painful, plaintively sad surprise of our Genius remembering our past lives and contemplating what is possible." -- Henry David Thoreau


( Infinite Probabilities )

Feedback and criticism are both welcome and cherished.

Title: Observational Analysis (The Even Bastards Have Brothers Remix)
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes is in the public domain, but as always, credit for his creation belongs to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Notes: This piece is a remix of the short story The Other Brother, by serenissima (also known as killalla), and written for the Remix...Redux IV, organised by the wonderfully hardworking musesfool. Thanks must be extended to them both for the inspiration and opportunity that they provided, and an extra thanks to serenissima for her excellent remix of my story, Five Things That Never Happened to Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John H. Watson. Her remix can be found here: The Player of Games Remix
Summary: "All emotions ... were abhorrent to his cold, precise but admirably balanced mind. He was, I take it, the most perfect reasoning and observing machine that the world has seen."

Observational Analysis



As always, feedback and criticism are both sought after and cherished.

Title: All Nature Is Our Satellite
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Mr. Holmes is in the public domain, and I give thanks to both Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and to Henry David Thoreau for being such an inspiration to so many people, not least of all myself.
Notes: The text of Mr. Thoreau's journal entry used herein is not, unfortunately, from the fourteen volume 1906 edition published by Houghton Mifflin, but from the more recent Princeton edition. There are marked differences in punctuation in the two texts, but the words themselves are usually the same. Nevertheless, when and if I can locate a usable copy of the 1906 edition I shall be sure to emend the text of this story accordingly.


( All Nature Is Our Satellite )




Especially as this story is unbetaed, feedback and criticism shall be much appreciated and cherished.

Title: If Clothes Make The Man...
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (Mary Russell)
Spoilers: A bit for The Beekeeper's Apprentice, plus slight mentions of events in A Monstrous Regiment of Women and The Game
Discliamer: Though Mr. Sherlock Holmes is in the public domain, Miss Mary Russell is most assuredly not, and so I let it be known that I do this not for profit but for love. I'm sure Laurie R. King would be slightly confounded at my take on her characters.
Notes: This is incredibly not-betaed, and in fact I've taken much more time on it than I meant to. Still, it is rather off the cuff (for me), and mostly written because the idea randomly sprang into my head one day and I thought, Someone should write that. But then I realised I was the only one who would ever do such a thing. Mostly finished to see it it would make cesario's head explode. And maybe a little bit of an eruption from lizbee. Also, I'm really not sure why I've titled this thing as I have done, but ah well.


( If Clothes Make the Man... )



Tell me what you think, peoples.

Title: Five Things That Never Happened to Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John H. Watson
Author: Professor Pangaea
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
Disclaimer: Public domain, my friends. Yet I would still have it known that none of this would be without the efforts of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Steel true, blade straight.

( Five Things That Never Happened to Mr. Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John H. Watson )


I throw this upon the public's mercy unbetaed. Feedback and criticism are both appreciated and cherished.