mapofmymuse:

MUSE GIVEAWAY

hello, so because I have recently gotten 2000 followers, I’d like to do a giveaway as a thank you because you’re all so lovely and as a sort of New Years present??

okay so i’m giving away 

  • 1 Muse Calendar 2013
Rules
  • Reblog as many times as you want, I’m putting urls in a random generator 
  • Likes Count
  • Closes 12th January! Must have their ask open
  • Posting anywhere (hopefully postage isn’t too much…)

Send me an ask if you have any queries and Good Luck! 

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Clip from The Jonathan Ross Show

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littlewhomouse:

Georgia’s Christmas Gifts to David

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bittie752:

Part 15 of 15


Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6; Part 7; Part 8; Part 9; Part 10; Part 11; Part 12; Part 13; Part 14

Traffic was horrendous. It was bumper to bumper and Pete Tyler didn’t seem to be in any hurry to get John to the airport. John drummed…

bittie752:

Part 14


Part 1; Part 2; Part 3; Part 4; Part 5; Part 6; Part 7; Part 8; Part 9; Part 10; Part 11; Part 12; Part 13

John was in no mood to be messed with. He had come into the office very early that morning, not that he had slept. At least he didn’t look like he was in…

bittie752:

Part 13


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After taking a large gulp of his brandy, Jack set the near empty glass on the edge of the snooker table. He surveyed the balls, looking for his next shot. The last…

bittie752:

Part 12


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There had been complete silence in the car on the way to the office the next morning. Oh, John knew that Donna was itching to grill him on his date with Rose the previous…

The Doctor, The Face, and the Bad Wolf - Part III

a-who-in-whoville:

This fic is formally known as “That Military AU That Really Needs a Name.”

Part IPart II

Part III

The pair left the library and strode towards the hospital wing. While Sister Marie Rose remained silent as they walked, Colonel John Smith prattled on about last year’s grape harvest and the how it would affect Champagne production. 

When they reached the door, Sister Marie Rose stopped and waited for the door to be opened for her. She had become used to the overdone manners of the Gestapo officers, who were always trying to curry her favor, with one goal in mind; however, she had remained seductively aloof to the frustration of the officious men who were used to getting what or whom they wanted when they wanted it.

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Happy New Year!

allrightfine:

It’s too cold to be outside, but it’s New Year’s, so they are anyway. Shivering in the cheap leather jackets they’d scraped together the money to buy, right after the guitars, because Koschei said something about cultivating a look. Theta nicked a new pair of Converse while he was at it – cherry red, instead of dirty white, bright against the wet black tarmac of the London streets.

Shoulders hunched, shoving their way through the thronging crowd near Big Ben, they don’t touch each other as they move, but they never get more than a few feet apart, as though an invisible tether is strung between them. They haven’t tried to talk since they got off the Underground at Saint James’s Park, because the crowds and the energy buzzing in both their ears, keying up their nerves, sparking and fizzling like the fireworks they’ve come to watch.

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tonypond:

dw meme ✽ two quotes - [1/2]

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