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FIRST OF ALL WELCOME EVERYONE FROM THE ~~CRAZY~~

merlin_land_ot FRIENDING MEME! I'm totally friending everyone I wasn't already friends with because it was the greatest thing ever.

And speaking of memes, since I was talking about this with Jen earlier:

1. Make a list of 15 characters.
2. SHOW THAT LIST TO SOMEONE AND YOU DIE.
3. Let the people of your FList comment one (1) number and one song they've chosen.
4. WITHOUT SHOWING YOUR LIST, write something about the character, using the song to inspire yourself.
5. You done? Good. Now you can go and show which character or couple it was.
6. It's a meme with a twist!!

Yeees, it's the one I've already posted before but since I only got one reply (#13) and I've friended like 12 new people since then I figured it might be worth a shot to try and get your interest again. The fandoms are Merlin, Doctor Who, Torchwood, SPN, The Big Bang Theory, Inception, ASOIAF, Temeraire, Locke Lamora. And also Castle which I totally forgot about.
~~HIZA I SWEAR YOUR FICLET IS COMING! Kinda sorta.~~

#14 is still open! Not that you probably know that character anyway. :|

#1 - The Doctor - If I Could Turn Back Time by Cher for ladybracknell
#2 - Vivian - Falling by Florence + The Machine for teaboytoaliens
#3 - Ianto Jones - I'm Yours by The Script for denija
#4 - Ariadne - Servant of Evil by Kagamine Len for mizunosakura
#5 - Arthur - Touch-a, Touch-a, Touch Me from Rocky Horror Picture Show for darkmagic_luvr
#6 - Jean Tannen - Give Us a Little Love by Fallulah for amaranthine3
#7 - Kate Beckett - All the Right Moves by OneRepublic for gallifreycalls
#8 - Bohemian Rhapsody for

paenteom
#9 - Penny - 10,000 Nights by Alphabeat for imyourheroine
#10 - Gwaine - Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic by The Police from redjumper
#11 - Richard Castle - Hurricane Drunk by Florence and the Machine for bizarre_esque
#12 - I'm Still Here for

hiza_chan WHO TOTALLY DIDN'T CHEAT!
#13 - Locke Lamora - Stripped by Shiny Toy Guns for hiza_chan
#14 -
#15 - Castiel - I Won't Say I'm in Love from Hercules for batgurl88

ALSO EVERYONE SHOULD JOIN

sherlockmas BECAUSE I SAY SO AND BECAUSE I'M ENTERING TOO MANY EXCHANGES AND I NEED SOME COMPANY IN MY DESCENT INTO MADNESS.

And no, I still haven't watched Merlin, though I did watch SPN but I keep forgetting to post about it because I find the vampire plot kinda boring. Also watched Children of Earth today. Russel T. Davies owes me three hours of my life back. And I'm just 4 episodes away from finishing Doctor Who S5, what am I going to do after? D:

Oh, I see it's midnight right now. Here, have a totally useless manip:

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Ooh, nice choice. Also it's from a fandom I forgot to list up there. Ooops?

lol xD

I swear this was going to be just a vignette like the others, then I checked the wordcount at some point and saw I'd hit 450 words and I still hadn't gotten to the main part. I... don't even like Florence and the Machine. Those 1,000+ words just happened.

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Martha Rodgers was very familiar with the phrase 'drama queen', it was almost one of the requisites for her profession, but sometimes she thought that nobody was a bigger drama queen than her son.

She wrapped her shawl tighter around herself and surveyed the mess in the kitchen. "Richard, what are you doing at two in the morning?"

He looked up from the table and wiped his hands on a towel. Martha noticed he was still wearing yesterday's clothes, and his shirt and tie had been badly stained with some sticky liquid. It would have bothered Martha, if Martha had been the one who did the laundry.

As it was, she pulled one of the chairs and sat down to get a better view of the mess her son was making with a bowl of fruit, a mixer and a couple of knives.

"It's some kind of mango and pomegranate juice," Richard said. "Want some?"

Martha peered at the contents of the glass pitcher he was holding up (yellow-green, with some red splotches that she assumed were the pomegranate seeds, though there were no pomegranates in sight) and shook her head. "No, thank you."

Richard wrinkled his nose and sniffed the juice. "No, it doesn't seem very drinkable," he agreed, though he still got himself a glass and ice cubes.

"So," Martha said when it became clear that Richard wasn't venturing anything more on his own. "Why are you making impromptu fruit cocktails at two in the morning?"

Not that Richard doing strange things at strange hours was strange, per se. The first time she'd come home to find her son throwing eggs at a dummy had been a bit of a shock but by now Martha was used to his particular brand of research.

She just couldn't see how mangoes could feature in one of his novels. Judging from Richard's disgusted face the fruit juice tasted awful but wasn't poisonous.

Richard twirled the liquid around in his glass for a while, then he suddenly got up and poured it all down the sink. The remainders of the ice cubes clinked against the metal surface.

"Actually my first idea was to go out and drink myself to death," he said, matter-of-factly. "But it was raining."

Martha nodded. The rain had started early in the evening, a real storm with wind and lightning and thunder. The perfect setting for a noir movie. It wasn't pouring quite so much now, but the soft patter against the windows didn't seem about to stop any time soon.

Richard had always hated going out in the rain, even as a kid. It made his hair fuzzy. "So I decided to drink myself to death indoors," he continued. "I stuck with non-alcoholic drinks because I didn't want to give Alexis a bad example."

"Very responsible of you," Martha said with a small smile. And then, because she couldn't hold back her curiosity any longer: "Did something happen with Beckett?"

Richard sighed and leaned against the fridge. "How very perspicacious of you, mother," he said. "How did you figure it out?"

"Oh!" Martha scoffed. "Darling, you're an open book to me. It's clear that this is about a woman, and I know it's not Gina because you don't have any book deadlines this month. Therefore: Kate Beckett."

That, and when she'd got home after having dinner with some friends Alexis had told her that Richard had returned from the precinct earlier than usual and had spent the evening staring at his phone.

Richard gave another, deeper sigh. "You're good at this detective business," he said. "Maybe I should start shadowing you around instead."

He was aiming for a cheerful, airy tone, but as much as Martha loved her son she knew he'd always been a lousy actor.
"Did Beckett try to ban you from her investigations again?" she asked.

"No," he replied, glumly. There was more sighing. "It's just..."

"What?" Martha insisted.

"She had to leave early because she had a date," Richard replied. "With this annoying guy she's been seeing for a while," he added, staring intently at his feet. "He's a complete prat."

Martha knew better than to argue with that. "So she's seeing other men," she said, throwing her hands in the air. "It's not surprising, considering someone else isn't making any move."

"What are you trying to imply, mother?" Richard said. "You know that me and Beckett have a purely professional relationship."

"Yes," Martha replied. "That might be the problem."

Now her son was definitely pouting.

"Oh, don't make that face," Martha said. "It's hardly the end of the world."

"It is for me," he replied. "Hence the 'drinking myself to death' part. Which might have not exactly gone to plan, but I'll keep working on it."

Martha scoffed and got to her feet. "You should go to sleep instead," she said. "Or you'll be dead on your feet tomorrow. You're still going to do your... research tomorrow too, right?"

Richard grimaced. "Yes, I suppose so," he said after a while. "I guess it wouldn't be nice of me to abandon her in the middle of a case."

Martha smiled. That was her boy. Totally full of himself, but his heart was in the right place even if his head never was. She leaned across the table and gave him a reassuring pat on the arm.

"By the way," he said just as she turned to leave. "I think this is the first time in thirty years that you've ever sent me to bed."

She stopped to think about it and then laughed. "I think you're right," she said. "Well, there's a first time for anything."

Maybe sooner or later he'd finally get a first date with Detective Beckett. She'd been waiting for months.

"Aren't you going to tell me to clean up after myself too?" Richard added, gesturing to the mess in the kitchen. Martha thought about it. The air was thick with the smell of fruit and some of the juice was congealing in a sticky puddle on the counter.

"I probably should," she said. "But do as you wish. Just make sure to get some sleep."

He smiled. "Good night, mother."

"Good night, Richard."

You are awesome *g*

This is awwww ♥ I always wanted to watch Castle but I somehow never did :| It seems that I have every incentive now :D Thank you \0/

Castle is awesome and you should totally watch it. It's hilarious.

Hilarious is always good :D

CASTLE YOU'RE AN IDIOT. GO AND TAKE BENNET FOR GOD'S SAKE... ehm, I mean. XDD Sorry it's just that sometimes I'd like tot take Richiard's cute head and smack it on the wall over and over and over again.
Anyway I love it, really, AND I LOVE MARTHA. This is the firts tv-show where I actually like more the female cast - ALL THE FEMALE CAST - over the male cast.
You wrote them delightfully <3 really, I can see the two of them doing the exact same thing in the tv-show (~~maybe one day they will PFF~~) and I love them ;A; the ending is perfct <33
BRAVO, bb! BRAVO \O/

[Questa recensione partecipa all'iniziativa Recensioni d'Autunno 2 - La Vendemmia @ maridichallenge]
ed è di nuovo l'unica parte in italiano. ABBUCO \O/

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