its a ten

“Hello, coffee, I’d like a small bagel, with two sugars, and a cream cheese Rose, please.”

The new barista glances down at her nametag, raising her eyebrows, and tucks her tongue between the teeth of her slow smile. Blimey, she’s beautiful. “I’m afraid we’ve only got one size of bagel. Is a small coffee with two sugars and a cream cheese bagel all right instead?”

“Yes, isn’t that what I — oh! Oh, I’m sorry! I meant, hello, Rose, and I haven’t had my coffee yet —" He runs his hand through his hair, hoping his face isn’t bright red. If anything, her grin widens. “—and, erm, yes, small coffee, cream cheese bagel, please. I’m so sorry.”

Thank goodness she seems amused and not offended. “’S all right. Most people who come here haven’t had their coffee yet. Who’s it for?”

“Just the Doctor,” is automatic, but that’s probably not helpful. “Smith. John Smith. Doctor Smith, but I’ve always hated the sound of that…” He’s babbling, just like Donna said he would, and he abruptly shuts his mouth and gets out of the way. “…sorry.”

“You can stop apologizing.” She shoots him a last smiling glance before moving on to the next person in line.

When he gets his coffee, it is for “the Doctor.” There’s a number scribbled on the cup, too, and underneath it Afraid I don’t come in cream cheese, but if you’d like…

He immediately pulls his phone out, fumbling, Oh, I’d definitely like on the tip of his tongue, or rather, his thumb, and nearly walks into the glass door.

Originally posted by use-your-interface

EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! BLESS YOU, FIC FAIRY!!!!! BLESS YOU!!!!!!!!!! This is a delight!! Thank you so much!! 

I love a smitten Doctor. :D 

Tio Nevada's Secret Hideout.

I found this draft hidden (far) away in the magical draft bin (probably a drunk-draft since I don’t recall this at allllllll) & all it was missing was a good run-through edit that I managed in a 15 min break: so here’s something…

Originally posted by nerd-girl-642

Canon Character: Nevada Ramirez, from Trouble In The Heights.
OCs: Lillian, Nevada’s niece; & Natalia, Nevada’s sister & Lilly’s mother.
Situation: Nevada’s babysitting, again…

Kinda related to: Tio Nevada’s Tea Party.

Two minutes.
Okay, if he was going to be honest, maybe it was more like five.
It hadn’t been ten, though- Nevada knew that.

Quickly, he stole a peek at his cell phone. No, he was right, the phone call lasted seven minutes. He was just in the other room. It couldn’t have taken more than three minutes for his departure and his re-arrival into the living room.

Honestly; he thought he had handled the situation well. Natalia would slaughter him if her precious daughter repeated almost any of the words he had to share with his colleague, so leaving the room felt necessary for his survival and her morality. He had left that Dora show on, the one with the awfully vexing violet monkey and the fox that Nevada thought would look better as a scarf than a villain… actually, it was still playing.

Yet, somehow, in this well-planned span of not-quite-ten-minutes… Lillian had somehow conjured up a couple fitted sheets, the comforter off her own bed, one from the closet, and an assortment of pillows. Nevada watched on, as a bump that had to be his niece burrowed and shifted beneath a few of the coverings she must have been trying to prop up between the couch and the coffee table.

A+ for innovation and effort.
But, her architectural skills could be improved upon.

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Katie McGrath Appreciation Week

Day Seven: Free Choice - Filmography

I just want to do good work. If it’s shot in Hungary, if it’s shot in Russia, if it’s shot in America, if it’s shot in England, you just want to do something you can stand up and say “I’m proud of it”


10-Heart Pop-Art Eligibles

So here it is, all in one place. Thank you all, it’s been fun!

If you’d like, check out the previous 10-Heart Pop-Art posts or some of my other personal work.


March 27th, 2007: Happy 10th Anniversary to the Mortal                             Instruments by @cassandraclare​!

First Dialogues:

City of Bones:  “You’ve got to be kidding me,”

City of Ashes:  “Are you still mad?”

City of Glass:  “Score, I’m kicking butt at Mario Kart”

City of Fallen Angels:  “Just coffee, please.”

City of Lost Souls: “Mom, its me!”

City of Heavenly Fire:  “Picture something calming. The beach in Los Angeles—white sand, crashing blue water, you’re strolling along the tide line …” Jace cracked an eye open. “This sounds very romantic.”

City of Heavenly Fire (last line): “Freely we serve, because we freely love, as in our will, to love or not; in this we stand or fall”