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“MARTIN GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE IT IS STARTING!”

She was sure the students downstairs could hear her, but Charlie had to admit she couldn’t care less.

So what if it’s three in the morning? It was an acceptable time to be awake in the States. And also, to air the…

Charlie opened the bag almost instantly. “Thanks. NOW SHUT IT IT’S STARTING!”She exclaimed, flailing when the Inspector Spacetime logo appeared on the tv screen.

((so what;s the episode about..Asylum of the Blorgons? ))

Sep 8, 20125 notes

#yay you replieddd~ #capmartincrieff

INSPECTOR SPACETIME-TIME

“MARTIN GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE IT IS STARTING!”

She was sure the students downstairs could hear her, but Charlie had to admit she couldn’t care less.

So what if it’s three in the morning? It was an acceptable time to be awake in the States. And also, to air the first episode of the new season of Inspector Spacetime.

“AND DON’T YOU DARE TO FORGET THE POPCORN!”She roared again, craning her neck so she faced the kitchen..area.. “IT’S STARTING I AM NOT GOING TO WAIT FOR YOU!”Followed by Charlie chucking a small pillow in his general direction.

And then, merely a minute later:”THE OPENIN SEQUENCE MARTIN!”

It was quite a sight really, the ginger had transformed the couch in her own pillow-and-blanket-fort-spaceship-if-you-had-lot-of-imagination-that-is which was now missing a part of the controller, countless snacks laying about and a very absent Martin.

“MAR-TIN!”

Sep 2, 20125 notes

#capmartincrieff

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imgonnakickitintheass:

It was dark and she knew she should’ve agreed to let Martin pick her up. But, noo, she had to be nice and sensible and a good cousin. Ugh.

Then again, Martin did have a flight ridiculously early tomorrow-No, today actually.. And he’d been someone’s man with a van all weekend. Not to mention…

Bela Talbot had nearly had a heart attack when the girl had thrown herself behind the skip and backed into her. Not a very practical reaction perhaps, but a natural one to have if you are on the run from a dangerous client and had a stranger almost reveal your hiding place.

She acted quickly, slapping her hand over the girls mouth before she could scream. It was hard to get a clear image of her, her hair seeming auburn in the dark, and her body only somewhat smaller than Bela’s.

The girl struggled against her grip, and it was a miracle she hadn’t yet given their position away.

“Shh.” Bela realised that her first priority needed to be calming the girl. Slowly, she removed her hand, but gestured for her to keep quiet. She then pointed in the general direction of her pursuers. “don’t let them find me,” she breathed.

Charlie nodded,wordlessly,though she wasn’t even sure if the the girl could see that by his light. Holy crap, there was a girl there. As the panic started to subside, only a little of course, puff levels were still pretty high, she tried to change her position. Which only really ended up with her being crouched in an even more uncomfortable position. Only because she realized, a little late, that when she moved the countless fandom related buttons on her back scraped against the dumpster. “Whoops.”Muttered Charlie.

Sep 2, 20123 notes

I'm not calling you a liar...

It was dark and she knew she should’ve agreed to let Martin pick her up. But, noo, she had to be nice and sensible and a good cousin. Ugh.

Then again, Martin did have a flight ridiculously early tomorrow-No, today actually.. And he’d been someone’s man with a van all weekend. Not to mention Douglas, and whatever they got up to.

What she really should’ve done was stay home. Who cares if she had the social lie of a dead snail.

No one, that’s who.

Suddenly, a noise shook her out of her little reverie and Charlie actually jumped before starting to walk faster.

She wasn’t the biggest of heroes (not exactly Gryffindor material) and the fact that she now knew all the monsters in the books, games, series and movies she liked were real..Didn’t really help.

Looking around she realized she’d wandered off from the semi-crowded sreet she was in earlier and had traded it for a shady looking alley. Great. And now, she could hear it wasn’t as abandoned as she’d thought.

Maybe..maybe it’s a stray cat. She thought hopefully. They have those here right? Of course they did, she distinctly remembers seeing a stray cat in an episode of Inspector Spacetime.

”H-hello?”

Wow. Solid move, Charlie. It wasn’t like you’ve seen a gazillion horror movies start like this.

Surprisingly, or not, depending on how you look at it, no one answered and Charlie let out a breath she hadn’t realized holding.

So, she picked up her pace and practically ran from the back way she was in. Only to have the exit being blocked by three-no four large figures.

She stopped dead in her tracks and tried to control her breathing, praying to Gandalf (oddly) that she hadn’t noticed her. Hovering about unsure whether to make a run for it or hide behind a near by dumpster she was quickly scared into doing the latter as one of the figures raised their voice.

”We know you’re out here you know!”Was what Charlie could make out and she crept closer to the wall, more out of the way, with every word.

Until she bumped into something…squishy.. A hand over her mouth was the only thing that kept her from being heard as it muffled her screaming and Charlie felt tears stinging in her eyes as she craned her neck to see what-or who, was next to her.

Aug 27, 20123 notes

#rollingnakedinmoney #rollinginmoney

Fanfic: Gryffindors wear red, Ravenclaws wear blue...

morganasarmy:

Pairing: Bela Talbot/Charlie Bradbury
Rating: PG-13
Genre: fluff?
Warnings: um, no explanation what so ever as to why Bela is alive and how she and Charlie became room mates?
Word count: ~1500
Summery: Dragging Charlie away from the computer doesn’t necessarily mean that she stops thinking up new lines of code. Since Bela’s body is the closest available surface, Charlie uses her as a notebook. Bela doesn’t really take much notice, until, over time, the notes start to change.

A/N: Written for, and beta’d by the amazing Victoria/Iprocrastinatethereforiam.

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Aug 20, 201219 notes

#Squeeeee~

Thoughts of Flight - Edmund (Arthur Darvill)

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thelastcenturion:

The show was about to begin. Rory had no time to greet anyone before it, he would have to say hello at the party that followed the show. He and the band was getting ready. He took his guitar and stood at the side of the stage. All the guys were nervous, more than he was, and chatted with each other. Rory just smiled politely. He wanted to get it started already. After about ten minutes later than what they stated, the owner of the pub stood on the stage and yelled into the microphone: “Show your love for ‘Mr. Pond and the quackers’!”

They climbed onto the stage in a run and Rory stood in the middle. “Hello everyone, and thank you all for coming tonight for our first ever show as a band! Special thanks for the pub owner, Charlie Beckman, who let us have the show in his pub. Cheers, Charlie! The first song is a song I’ve written for a special person, that I hope will hear it oneday.”

As Rory sung the song Martin knew exactly who the song was aimed at. He felt sad. After all that had happened he really wished that the person who it was aimed at could hear it. He shook his head and smiled. He was just happy to be able to support his friend.

Douglas glanced at Martin, who had not replied in the slightest. He sighed softly, and stepped back. “I should go…” he said softly. “It was foolish of me to come.”

Arthur had never been to a concert of any kind before. Mum always said he would get himself into trouble. Or lost. Or both. He bounced excitedly as Rory and his band came onto the stage.

He watched the exchange between Martin and Douglas. Or rather he watched Douglas exchange something to Martin and a frown crossed his features. Was Douglas leaving? He subtly (or what Arthur thought of as being subtle) made his way closer to the pair. All the while still doing some kind of odd sort of bobbing dance along to the music. It really was brilliant music, he thought.

After a lot of asking and begging from Arthur, Carolyn agreed to take him to his friend’s concert. She knew it wasn’t a good time to say no, after all the drama That seemed to be in the background of their life, mostly from the side of their pilots. A little bit of fun couldn’t harm anyone. When the show started, Carolyn was watching the dancing Arthur from a safe distance from the bar, sipping a drink. She noticed that he stopped watching the band and started looking at the two pilots who were standing in the middle of the room, having what seemed like an argue. Should she go there as well?

AMY POND

‘I should not be here’, Amy thought to herself, staring at the pub’s door. ‘I am not going to enter. I am NOT going to enter’, she said quietly, but then she heard his voice. Her husband’s voice. She couldn’t resist anymore. She covered her head with a hood and entered. The familiar room was full of happy strangers and on the stage stood the only person who could make her heart skip a beat or two. She settled in the darkest corner of the room.

“Nobody can see me”, Amy said to herself. “I’m invisible”

From that moment on, she couldn’t take her eyes off Rory.

“Come on!” she said, “it’ll be fun. Something else than women and expensive wine for once, Balth.” With that, Anna had grabbed his hand dragged her brother inside. The concert had already started, but not for too long it seemed. Everyone seemed really excited for this, except for a few odd people in the pub.

Anna surveyed them for a moment before she turned around to face her brother, only to find out he’d wandered off already. She could see his back was turned to her, that he was standing at the bar and she figured he was trying to get them some drink, probably alcoholic. The redhead angel shrugged before turning back to eye the stage. Maybe there were familiar faces here. Or maybe she could make new friends.

“Come on!” Balthazar parroted childishly, his voice high pitched as he made his way over to the bar. “It’ll be fun! No booze for once, Balthazar.” He scoffed. “Killjoy.” Balthazar had agreed to spend a night out as part of the entire sibling bonding thing Anna was trying to do, but this place was way too low for his standards.

Of course she’d disagreed and dragged him inside. Well, nothing to do about it. Maybe there were familiar faces he could talk to. And maybe the booze here was actually enjoyable. Ordering one diet coke for Anna and a bottle of the most expensive beer they had here, he turned around, waiting for his order to be fulfilled. The crowd seemed to love the band on stage, some band he hadn’t heard about. He spotted Anna in the corner of his eye, who apparently was enjoying herself. Waiting for the drinks, he looked around.

Doing her best not to be seen, was Natasha or..at the moment, Laura, who was swaying along to the music not too far from the stage.

Because it was fairly crowded, it didn’t take her long to do what she as sent for an despite her better judgement she decided to stay.

What? The band was surprisingly good.

Besides, no one had seen her and it was her night off. Laura’s anyway.

So, she did what every sensible spy would do and began dancing.

Aug 16, 201211 notes

Aug 16, 20121 note

#ooc #excuse my lameness #i am tired.

imgonnakickitintheass:

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

”Hmm, how ‘bout Thursday? Thursday sounds like a good day..”

“I’m all for Thursday” Anna said as the oven gave a ping, signalling that the cake was done. “Wait a sec” she said, hurrying to the oven. The cake seemed fine,…

”You betcha. And..Hmm.. We could be all cliche and have you be Ginny?”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

”Hmm, how ‘bout Thursday? Thursday sounds like a good day..”

“I’m all for Thursday” Anna said as the oven gave a ping, signalling that the cake was done. “Wait a sec” she said, hurrying to the oven. The cake seemed fine, even after closer inspection, and she placed it on the kitchen counter to cool. “So as who are we going, then?”

Charlie shrugged. ”Who do you wanna go as? I’ve already made up my mind of course.”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

imgonnakickitintheass:

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

She rolled her eyes. ”Gryffindor, obviously. ”

“Because of my hair or because of who I am?” Anna asked with a small smile as she got up to check the pie in the oven. She didn’t want it to burn. It looked fine so far and she…

”Hmm, how ‘bout Thursday? Thursday sounds like a good day..”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

She rolled her eyes. ”Gryffindor, obviously. ”

“Because of my hair or because of who I am?” Anna asked with a small smile as she got up to check the pie in the oven. She didn’t want it to burn. It looked fine so far and she returned to the sofa.

Charlie chuckled. ”Sorry to burst your bubble sweetie, but you’re not Weasley material.”She shouted after her. ”Because of you you are obviously.”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

imgonnakickitintheass:

Humane Angel: imgonnakickitintheass: To that, Charlie sighed. Her expression grew…

imgonnakickitintheass:

To that, Charlie sighed. Her expression grew serious and she shifted in her seat. ”Well, the thing is… If I’d go by Pottermore, yes. I would be a…

She rolled her eyes. ”Gryffindor, obviously. ”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

imgonnakickitintheass:

To that, Charlie sighed. Her expression grew serious and she shifted in her seat. ”Well, the thing is… If I’d go by Pottermore, yes. I would be a Gryffindor. But, I’ve always considered myself a Ravenclaw. Even Slytherin’s possible. Everything but Hufflepuff really….

Charlie cocked her head and lifted her eyebrows, looking at her friend like she was insane. ”You’re not going to tell me you don’t know..are you? You’re on of the most…obvious..”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

anaelm:

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”Personality wise? Or appearance?”Said Charlie, sitting up right. ”Or’d you wanna go as an Oc, it’s obvious what you’d be sorted in, so.. Besides, I have uniforms of every house. For cosplay purposes, so.”

“Whatever you think best” Anna decided. It was best to let…

To that, Charlie sighed. Her expression grew serious and she shifted in her seat. ”Well, the thing is… If I’d go by Pottermore, yes. I would be a Gryffindor. But, I’ve always considered myself a Ravenclaw. Even Slytherin’s possible. Everything but Hufflepuff really. ”She said but then immediately added:”N-not that there is anything wrong with Hufflepuff..I’m just..not..one..”

Aug 14, 201238 notes

OOC

So, I’m back again :)

Aug 13, 20121 note

OOC

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imgonnakickitintheass:

Okay, well..Bye guys! I’m leaving for France in the morning..

..and..most likely no internet..soo..

see you guys in a week?

Wait. Wait. You are going to that stuff? WHY DID I NOT KNOW THIS?! I mean, I knew you were leaving but…who else is going?

Bee and Hanneke..and..people you don’t know..

Aug 5, 20123 notes

OOC

Okay, well..Bye guys! I’m leaving for France in the morning..

..and..most likely no internet..soo..

see you guys in a week?

Aug 5, 20123 notes

#soo excited! #going to a theatre camp #yay

Ooc

Ugh, both Skype and Google Chrome quit for some as of yet obscure reason. So, um, yeah.. Idk why computer doesn’t like you guys..

I am on my phone, btw.. So, I can still rp.

Aug 4, 2012

#Ooc

imgonnakickitintheass:

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

”For you, always.”She said, winking jokingly, before trying to sit upright again. ”No but really, that is so awesome, I can’t even.”

Anna laughed, used to these kinds of things. “You can’t even what?” she asked, tilting her…

”Personality wise? Or appearance?”Said Charlie, sitting up right. ”Or’d you wanna go as an Oc, it’s obvious what you’d be sorted in, so.. Besides, I have uniforms of every house. For cosplay purposes, so.”

Aug 4, 201238 notes

anaelm:

imgonnakickitintheass:

”For you, always.”She said, winking jokingly, before trying to sit upright again. ”No but really, that is so awesome, I can’t even.”

Anna laughed, used to these kinds of things. “You can’t even what?” she asked, tilting her head. She hadn’t kept up with ‘fandom speech’. “I don’t know if we should dress up or not..”

”Yes. Just yes.”Said Charlie, immediately. ”We have to.”

Aug 4, 201238 notes

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