The first five people to comment in this post get to request that I draw a doodle of any pairing/character of their choosing. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.

1. Bilom for mrbeaky
2. Howard/Vince/Old Gregg for accede 
3.
4.
5.

this is for accede because she requested a prompt or some artwork for inspiration and this is my boosh kink.


( WHY YOU NO LIKE MY PIE???? (or cut for porniness, though not explicit) )

so i've got all this stuff hanging around on my computer that i've written and i figure i'll do a miscellaneous post of everything i've written that hasn't been posted yet.

fandoms include: The Mighty Boosh, Epic Crossover Fic, unfinished Tokio Hotel, unfinished Torchwood



( Booshiness this way )





( Crossover Fic this way )





( Tokio Hotel unifinishedness this way )






( Torchwood unfinishedness this way )

this is a little bit nerve wracking but here goes!

nathan barley - dan ashcroft, jones (9)
noel fielding (11)
julian barratt (6)
julian barratt/noel fielding (2)
russel brand/noel fielding (1)
(total 29)

Teasers:
 

( We didn't know how to articulate our rage so we would sit in bed and sulk, drinking tea. )

so i finally finished it.

it's twice as long as every other part cos i just wanted to finish it.
a/n: i used flickety knife instead of flick knife because noel uses it and it's amusing, and i used the german spelling of hello which is hallo because i'm cool like that.


( Howard and Vince sat in the bin men's truck. )

we're did european style christmas this year, so i got all my presents tonight and i designed this bag to be made by the crumpler people. and i love it sooooooo much! (i mean i knew it was coming, i designed it for crying out loud, but it doesn't stop me from adoring it!)

( bags be this way )

anyway, i <3 to the largest degree possible.

part 5, with a small amount of smut. it's probably bad but mrbeaky told me to post it so it's her fault that i'm subjecting you to it XDDDDD

( The rest of the walk back to the castle.... )

The Ultimate Accessory Part 4
mostly only posted here for mrbeaky

Bleargh. too much posting to do.
anyways.... part 4

( Howard woke up with a semi-naked body pressed up against him and his tail wound around someone else’s legs.  )

also, mieem?
sexytimez or no sexytiemz?

This is what happens when you love three things just ever so slightly too much. they all blur in your mind and become this:

( boosh/black books/doctor who crossover here! )

Part 3 of my boosh fic. yay!

( "Vince! Come 'ere!" )

same applies as before.

( "This is well rank!" )

so i wrote this boosh fic as a funishmentfor writing in lowercase in cpslck_tmb (i know, i'm horrible but i wanted to have to write something!)
and this is the beginning of the result.

anyway.... here be it!

Title: (ummm, so i apparently fail at titles, any suggestions? please?)
Warnings/Spoilers: not really any spoilers. may be some m/m kissing later on with hinting more.
Rating: not very much
Summary: these were the conditions - howard transforming into part animal (it can be any animal you want), the hitcher, a map, and garbage men
A/N: this is part one of i'm not sure how many. it has gotten a bit more epic than what i intended. also, this is the first boosh fic i have ever written, and i don't know if everyone is in character. hopefully, but howard is HARD to write!
Disclaimer: the mighty boosh, vince noir, howard moon, and all associated characters and ideas do not belong to me, but to noel fielding and julian barratt and their genius.


( "Where've ya been?" )

 a while ago i wrote this sort of introspective drabble-y thing.
i've been super-duper busy with exams and so i haven't gotten around to posting it or anything.
but mrbeaky  was sad so i thought i'd post it now to cheer her up.

(sorry if there's a formatting fail and the cut doesn't work. i actually fail at them.)

Title: Sort of drabble-y thing (I really need a better title i know)
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Ever so slightly for Fragments and Cyberwoman
Disclaimer: I own nothing. None of the characters, zip, zilch and zero. I'm not making any money from this so please don't sue. It all belongs to RTD and the BBC.
Summary: Ianto would like to be friends with Jack.


( After the pterodactyl incident Ianto had felt that spark of attraction again and again... )

 the jack sketch that was supposed to be up yesterday had lj not gone retarded on me! this one was a bit harder to do. i don't think it worked quite as well as ianto.....

since lj only tells you it's someone's birthday two days before i had no time to draw a new picture so here is a sketch (there was supposed to be two, one of jack as well, but lj has decided to be fail and not work) as a birthday present!


 

 ummm, so i have spent a week doing sketches of feet walking and jack and ianto's faces. what all the walking feet and so on were for is in a fact a piece of art i have drawn for gogo_didi in exchange for making me some icons only i went all out and crazy and decided to muck around with concept sketches and so on so it has taken me an age to do. 

anyway this is the result. it's supposed to be a kind of metaphor for their relationship. sorry if you think it is horribly corny or something.

here is number two of my stocks!merlin series. sorry its taken a little while to get up. (stupid geography assignment) i hope you can read my atrocious handwriting!

 ummm so yeah. finally the torchwood fic which i have been talking about for ages.
this is quite nervewracking and as of yet i'm not sure quite where to post it other than here. i will probably stick it in some comms tomorrow when i'm not so tired.

Title: Ianto Jones, I Won't Let You Die
Pairings/Characters: Jack/Ianto, Gwen
Rating: PG-13 (for death and implied M/M smut)
Warnings/Spoilers: Death, slight angsting, spoilers for all of CoE.
Summary: Sorry another fix-it fic. Pretty much as the title says. Actually no, exactly as the title says. Jack won't let Ianto die.
Disclaimer: None of these characters belong to me, much to my disappointment but to the BBC and RTD. (that kind of rhymes!)
A/N: This is my first fic about anything ever so concrit is welcome but please also don't slaughter me! wonderfully beta-ed by takemeto_utopia so give her love!

 

( The grief still raw inside of them, Gwen and Jack had collected Ianto's body from Thames House... )

 

ok so i hope this hasn't gone retarded and stupid. torchwood fic will be up really super soon! i mean i know i've been saying that for ages but it really will be now! probably tomorrow. depending on how retarded my internet connection decides to be!
anyway! enjoy stocks!merlin #1!