3, 36, 92 :)
3:Grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 23, give me line 17.
Lol I’ve been doing Spanish homework all day so… quitarse la camisa
36:Define Art.
Good grief. Okay. To me, Art is creation. It’s making something in the world that wasn’t there before. On it’s best days it causes you to feel something, to react.
92:You can re-live any point of time in your life. The time-span can only be a half-hour, though. What half-hour of your past would you like to experience again?
Seventeen and skiing. The wind rushing by and the adrenaline of speed. No other concerns but minding your way down the mountainside, cold nipping at my skin, body in the best shape it ever was. Freedom and hiss of my ski’s through the snow.
Malcolm Reynolds :)
1.Do you love/hate this character?
Love
2.What’s your favorite trait of this character?
His sheer cussedness and the way he’ll fight and die for what he believes in, no matter the odds.
3.What’s your favorite moment/event involving this character?
Hmm, hard one. The duel, I think. Or else when he and Wash were being tortured.
4.If you could have one power/attribute/etc. of this character, what would it be?
That determination to never back down.
5.Have you ever pictured this character naked?
yeppers. Don’t go looking at my Jack/Malcom smut though, it isn’t very good.
6.When did you fall in love/hate with this character?
I first watched it on TV, so the first i saw was the Train Job. “Hey, your coat is kinda brown.”
7.Who’s your OTP for this character?
Malcom/Serenity. I mean I’d love for him to get with Inara, but I think his ship and what it symbolizes will always come first.

I was going to write willietheplaidjacket a nice little fluffy smutty christmas fic, but, well, it turned into this. I’m blaming John Watson:
Christmas Leaves its Mark – In which John and Sherlock have their first time in front of the fireplace on Christmas evening. And Sherlock discovers John is a biter.
teaser below the cut
John sat in front of the fire, watching it burn. He absently poured himself another glass of whiskey and sighed. Of course he couldn’t have a normal Christmas. Of course Harry drank too damn much and there had been a huge argument and he’d walked out.
Looking at the glass, he knew he wasn’t much better than Harry sometimes. Dad’s marvelous legacy. At least he didn’t get drunk all that often. Right now he was enjoying a delicious buzz and the quiet of the flat. He couldn’t imagine Sherlock’s Christmas was going any better than his own.
The door opened and he looked up, surprised. Sherlock tugged off his scarf and coat and took four steps into the dark flat before seeing the figure in the chair. “Problems at home, John?”
John set down his glass hard enough to rattle. “It’s Christmas, Sherlock. This is home.”
Something changed in Sherlock’s eyes. Maybe it had been too many months of dancing around the subject. Maybe it was just a little too much to drink. Or the way the firelight lit his flatmate’s face. All John Watson knew is that he was suddenly on his feet and dragging Sherlock into a kiss, pushing his tongue past lips barely resisting, the detective’s hands landing on his shoulders, pulling him closer.
There was the muffled sound of his name, but John wouldn’t let him up for air quite yet, all but dragging him towards the fire, knocking over the glass of whiskey as he pushed Sherlock to the floor, straddling the taller man’s hips. No matter what words came out of his mouth next, John could already feel his erection.
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Rule 2: answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post then make 11 new ones
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1) What was your first fandom ? I grew up with Doctor Who, but that was my parents fandom. The first real fandom that was mine was Star Trek (now of course the who has come full cirlce)
2) What fandom do you like the most ? Ugh, i can’t pick among my babies. John Barrowman in general?
3) The ship that everyones loves but that you hates with passion ? I don’t hate anyones ship. My notp is Gwen and Owen though. And I can’t do real person shipping.
4) Favorite song ? The Rainbow Connection
5) What is your guilty pleasure ? Don’t really feel particularly guilty about any of my pleasures.
6) Your gender sexuality ? Well I’m female, and at least a little bi.
7) The character you’d like to have for brother ? Hmm…Ianto Jones
8) Favorite villain ? Loki
9) Least favorite villain ? Doc Hopper
10) Favorite book ? Ender’s Game
11) The show that you miss the most ? ummm. Torchwood. Or possibly Bucky O’Hare or Animanics?
11 new questions:
1)The Christmas present you always wanted that you never got?
2)If you celebrate Christmas, what’s on the top of your tree?
3)What Calendar do you have on your wall, if any?
4)Show me a picture of your computer desktop
5)What did you want to be when you grew up when you were 6?
6)What would you name a pet goldfish?
7)Favorite kind of cake or pie?
8)Who was your first ship?
9)Character you’d most like to go into battle with by your side?
10)Favorite fictional vessel?
11)One thing you’d like me to know?
I know you were talking about maybe going for art a while back; I’m finding myself in a similar position. My entire on again off again college career I’ve been a History major. No real goal, just something I enjoyed that seemed a vaguely grown up choice. Now, though…I’m quite seriously about to switch to a Film and Media major. I’m /good/ at telling stories. I want to create. I keep staring longingly at screenwriting courses. Part of me feels its stupid and not a mature decision though…
There’s this stigma in the modern era regarding the arts. People tend to view them as ‘soft’ subjects because they’re not seen as useful, and artists of all kinds are seen as eccentric and weird a lot of the time. But the people who think this watch films and read books and enjoy art…
The fact of the matter is, arts are about passion. It comes from an emotional place more than a logical one. That doesn’t make it any less mature. It makes it more personal.
The reason I didn’t choose art as a degree to begin with is because I didn’t have the confidence. I never thought I’d get into a good art college. So I went the safe route and studied an academic subject that I knew I could do. If I could, I’d go back and change my application. No doubt about it. I’ve come to realise it’s what I really love and can see myself dedicating my life to. And maybe once I finish this degree (or sooner) I’ll give it a real shot.
If you feel you’d be happier studying something you love to do and are passionate about, then go for it.




