Female, 36, utterly devoted to Peter Capaldi, The Thick of It, Stephen Fry, Have I Got News For You, Top Gear, Computer games, Computer Science and general geekery

(Master List of Fanfics) Smutty fanfiction writer.

I'm a geek by hobby and profession and once got out of a boring meeting by jamming pencils up my nose and saying 'wibble'. I love cups of tea.

My username isn't a slur and I'd be happy to furnish people with a full list of my disabilities if you need them. I just find them boring :p

 

bagellie:

benefits of being friends with me

  • shitty jokes whenever you ask for them
  • shitty jokes whenever you don’t ask for them

deutsche-bishoujo:

"you don’t need medicine it’s all poison"

"nature is better than therapy just look at a waterfall"

"real medicine is fruits and vegetables"

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Reblogging for the family member who reckons my daily - anti-seizure meds, anti-inflammatory meds, antidepressants and whatnot are all just being forced on me by companies and I don’t ‘really’ need them because all I need to do is join a gym, eat healthy fruits and vegs and all my problems would vanish.

How on earth eating fucking kiwi fruit and going jogging is supposed to help THAT mess of a spine I have no idea…

(Source: festliche-bishoujo)

That thunderstorm over my home town (circled in red) has been going since about midnight last night.
There have been some truly strange moments where I’ve been writing smut, get to a really good bit, and then get shocked out of my chair by a loud clap of thunder. Almost as if what I’m writing is shocking :p

That thunderstorm over my home town (circled in red) has been going since about midnight last night.

There have been some truly strange moments where I’ve been writing smut, get to a really good bit, and then get shocked out of my chair by a loud clap of thunder. Almost as if what I’m writing is shocking :p

Drabble: On Set. Peter/You (mildly erotic)

Warning: this is Real Person fic, so if you find that objectionable don’t read further.

Written (and not edited!) as a present for my Tumblr wifey fuckyespetercapaldi - I give you a Peter Capaldi/You mild bit of naughtiness :p

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duckodeathreturns:

For the-crazy-geek, because it’s her favorite and because she asked!

The depth of my adoration for duckodeathreturns cannot be measured. It’s on the ‘fucking fuck me’ scale :)

duckodeathreturns:

For the-crazy-geek, because it’s her favorite and because she asked!

The depth of my adoration for duckodeathreturns cannot be measured. It’s on the ‘fucking fuck me’ scale :)

duckodeathreturns:

Nicola, put down the mobile, pick up your arm and DANCE!

(Even if your choppy arm dance is not quite as inherently rhythmic as Malcolm’s flappy hands noodle arm dance.)

Obviously, the single greatest tragedy of Malcolm and NIcola’s relationship — possibly the single greatest tragedy of ALL of The Thick of It — was their inability to arm dance together when it really counted.  It’s just by that much that they missed their chance to rule the world!

'Sweaty octopus trying to unhook a bra' - I've tried to mimic those hand movements of Malcolm's in the first gif and just give up. He's got some kind of freakish alien arms I'm sure…

omnishamblestexts:

We did it!
800 followers is a hell of a milestone - The Thick of It fandom continues to amaze me :)
There will be a myriad of posts this weekend as a special thank you, some of which may break the usual format, some might just be outright cheating, but we hope you’ll enjoy the reward!
Da Management

I love you all

omnishamblestexts:

We did it!

800 followers is a hell of a milestone - The Thick of It fandom continues to amaze me :)

There will be a myriad of posts this weekend as a special thank you, some of which may break the usual format, some might just be outright cheating, but we hope you’ll enjoy the reward!

Da Management

I love you all