And lo, Shortie went: A Birthday Extravanganza (and we don't give a f--- it's not our birthday!)

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50 cent? Anyone? *cricket chirp*

Erin: Hey, I forgot b_e's two-year birthday on February 27th--verily, on that day in 2008, we were founded. Should we do something celebratory to mark it? Any suggestions?

Blackletter: Birthday prompt! Doctor and/or Master celebrating birthdays. Fretting about being too old/too young. Or lying about their age and trying to pretend that birthdays haven't happened for the last 300 years. Or them having special "landmark" birthdays (whatever those are for Time Lords--turning 500? 1000?)



How about it, team?

Casual 'drabble/ficlet/links/art in the comments below' challenge! Show your com love as it enters its terrible two/use this as a cheap excuse to create stuff and love on it!

I NEED YOU

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to rec some fics. Sign up for a turn here, second verse same as the first: all the rules hold, but they're really more like guidelines. Pleeeeease?

Regular Watchalongs / Kickin' it REALLY oldskool

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Sunday seems a bit unpopular for our second Regular Watchalong. While [Poll #1538775][Poll #1538776]

Rec: Oh Christ, I've left the iron on!, by Anon

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hello. apparently i'm reccing stuff this week. i was going to rec something sensible, but then i remembered that this existed :D

Title: Oh Christ, I've left the iron on!
Pairing: Laurie!Doctor/Fry/!Master
Warnings: Sex and violence
Length About 1,000
Author: ??? (this chap anon's been writing some perfectly lovely stuff, but nobody seems to know who his agent is)
Author's summary: Doctor/Master, crack. They regenerate into Hugh Laurie (Doctor) and Stephen Fry (Master). That sketch we never saw, with the Master beating the Doctor with a golf club, very sexily. And then going to bed together, very violently.
Why this must be read: It's silly and fun. It's fun and silly, and cleverly written. Much like A Bit of Fry & Laurie, with lots of in jokes, and Hugh would make a very good Doctor if they'd pay him enough to do it, and I want Stephen for Braxiatel II really, but he's a good Master as well.

Excerpt: Finally the Master abandoned his task and the Doctor decided that sinking to the ground was at the top of his to-do list. He quickly ticked that mental box.

The Master looked him over and smiled smugly. “Oh dear.”

“Oh, as you rightly say, dear,” said the Doctor.

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