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Rose Tyler was the girl who lived. The girl who didn't die in the battle of Canary Wharf. The shame thing being that the love of her life was torn from her to another parallel universe which she could no longer access. Although, he left her a gift. His spare hand. His spare heart. She would take his heart and mould him into the man she mad him all those years ago. And that's exactly what she did.

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Rose woke up from her long slumber after the dragged out Friday night at Torchwood, it was the weekend. The two days of rest she had. She found herself alone. No John to be seen. The mattress creased from where he had been laying next to her. It was light and quiet as it was just her, she squinted as she tried opening her eyes, feeling the breeze from the window across the bedroom. As she opened her eyes, she noticed the curtains dancing from the wind coming through and the birds chirped a long with them. The cream surroundings of her room clashing with the light beams shining from the opened window that was opened just slightly ajar.

Stretching her arms making a slight groaning noise, squinting her eyes that nearly watered from being so dry, Rose was wearing a baggy nightie, that went nicely with the whitish cream bedroom. Rose smiled happily to herself, putting her messy bed hair into a neater but yet messy bun with the bobble she had occupied around her wrist.

After getting up from the bed and dragging her feet sighing to herself as she went, Rose went into the kitchen to turn on the coffee machine. Rose had owned her own little flat down town from her mums so she was never too far away from home. As much as she liked travelling, being away from her mum had always left a hole in her heart and she could never be too far away without any contact.

Jackie had helped Rose structure her place so she wouldn't have to worry financially about anything, she helped her move in with the little she had and build on furniture etcetera. It was only a little flat but it had two rooms. The spare room being next to Roses own room. Hopefully would be used one day in the future.

Rose didn't know where John had gone out until she opened the fridge to get the milk to find that there was no milk. She pouted sadly, "Shit...  I forgot to get some" She murmured to herself, looking blankly at the bright light consuming her gaze as the fridge was open. She closed the fridge shut, it made a clapping sound as the magnets pulled the door against the fridge to close it.

Huffing, her body got pulled by gravity as she was still half asleep, she rubbed her eyes. She really wasn't a morning person. That's when she heard the keys in the door jolting and jingling on the other side of the door. She half smiled, her gaze latching onto the door. John pushed his weight against the door and opened the front door, two plastic bags in his hands. Clutched tightly as he closed the door behind him with his foot, "You alright babe? Just went shopping with the money your mom left us" John paused and his eyes widened as he looked over at Rose. She didn't say anything but his human emotions kicked in, "That was what the money was for right?!" He panicked having a sinking feeling inside of him, placing the bags on the kitchen side next to the plant pot with the coral TARDIS part left behind by The Doctor.

Rose got distracted by Johns messy hair and his casual clothes, her mouth parted absently. He was wearing his new grey sweater she got him, ripped jeans and white converse which she could see were already scuffed at the front. She giggled at him, holding her arms out to him, waddling towards him, "Its fine. I've got some money left over to pay the rent anyway" Rose announced as he clutched onto her, hugging her tightly. She could smell vanilla mixed in with coffee on him.... coffee?

Rose looked up at him as they hugged, her chin resting on his chest, "Did you have the last of the coffee this morning?" She whispered.

John gulped, his voice raising, "Maybe..."

She laughed even more as he tickled her sides, she tried to escape playfully but as she turned around, her back to him. He clutched onto her from behind, pressing her sides with his bony fingers, "Johnahaa" She gasped. He let her go and she quickly turned around, her arms out as if to be cautious of him being near her. They smiled lovingly at each other, he had that look in his eyes, "You're beautiful you know that"

Rose straightened her posture, she looked at him like he dribbled on her nightie, "Really, like this?" She asked honestly.

John nodded, "So beautiful" He commented again stepping slightly closer to her, Rose stepped forward as well but she punched him in the shoulder gently, biting her lip that tasted like strawberry, "Shall we put the shopping away then and have a nice cup of coffee?" She suggested, swaying at him giving him puppy dog eyes.

~Laurenthebumblebee.
My darlin', you are beautiful - Tentoo/Rose.
Short fluffy fanfic of Tentoo and Rose. I haven't wrote one for these two in a while so I thought why not write a quick fanfic while the weekend is still here. I can just imagine John getting up extra early to make Rose some breakfast as it had been a tough week at Torchwood but then he realises that theres not much shopping in the kitchen so he goes out and gets some stuff with some money he finds on the table. I'd love for there to be spinoff show of Parallel Torchwood with Rose, Tentoo and any one else such as Jackie, Pete, Jake?, ect.

Doctor seeing Rose in her nightie like; Wink 
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The Choice is yours, Brothers - Supernatural. by Laurenthebumblebee
The Choice is yours, Brothers - Supernatural.
Sam and Dean Winchester, little sketch on my tablet of them. I didn't plan for it to end this way but I quite like how it turned out. The whole idea of Lucifer and Michael consumed the picture. I guess it also represents their personalities as well. Sam is known to be quite sinful in his ways to protect his brother and himself and then Dean tries his best to protect his brother with the most peaceful way possible without causing much pain to them. You may disagree and that's fine. Its just purely my opinion :) Hope you like it.
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Today, I have literally spent the whole day drawing and I'm still not finished and I'm not happy with the results but yanno. I will continue tomorrow and should be done in the following week to upload to dA like I usually do. A lot of things are happening in my life at the moment. I'm getting prepared for exams which I'm not looking forward to. I get really stressed and anxious when it comes to pressured situations.

I'm limited to friends at the moment, I've lost quite a lot of interests for some people in my life who I thought were there for me but in fact could say all kinds of crap about me if they really wanted to. I think at the moment I probably have one true friend and several other people who I talk to but I'm not completely sure where I stand with them. I'm not really bothered any more where I stand with people, they can all f off if they dont like me. But they shouldn't take advantage of me or mimic me to other people as I have witnessed recently.

Very recently I have changed my attitude towards a lot of people, I used to really care about what people thought of me.. deep down I still do but truly I have learnt that not every one is nice or suffers with a mental disorder which makes you worry or stressed out over every little thing, making you feel like crap for everyone to tread on. But yeah... I guess I've wasted most of my time with people who weren't worth it. I'd spent so much of my time helping them when in fact the reality of it, they would dump me with a blink of an eye.

My school had tried to get to the bottom of things with me since a few teachers had noticed how low I had gotten. In art, my personally best subject along with English, both subjects the teachers had pulled me out of lesson and purely asked if I was okay. I don't intentionally want to feel down or whatever because inside I feel great but when I feel great on the inside, my body is different and reacts negatively, especially my facial expressions for some reason. At the moment I feel I have no control over what's going on and it scares me.

There's stuff going on at home with my dad again, he's not the best at the moment and there's some things about him which I found out... not by choice to go for the worst. My dad has always treated me poorly and sometimes it reflects on how I act with other people. I'm just glad I have my mom. My dad.... lets just say doesn't live up to his role and I'd rather not be involved with him. I find it hard to even say 'I love you' to him any more but I'm not going into detail why that is...

School ends soon which I'm very happy about. Four days left to be exact, not including this weekend. Despite the rubbish lessons I have before the holidays, I hope things will get better at school because I really would prefer not to even bother turning up. Once or twice, with my mothers consent, I was allowed to stay off school when I felt so stressed and anxious I couldn't physically talk myself into going to school or even leaving the house. I even got upset when my mom asked to go to school. She's only let me off a few times but I guess that's the only way I'll learn to get on with life no matter how hard it seems, there is probably worse off people and I apologise if I seem selfish or ungrateful for what I have.. its just if things are hard for me and I'm not used to the change it does get to me.

On the upside, Supernatural is amazing and I can't wait for the next episode, apparently Deanmon is coming back and I really hope he is. As tumblr says 'Mark me off as scared and horny' xD joking... but yeah... Deanmon really says how great of an actor Jensen is towards Dean as a character anyway. Also there are rumours going around that destiel may become canon. I really hope so but I'm not particularly bothered if that doesn't happen. I'm sure Jensen would say different but I respect his opinion on Deans sexuality and his views on Castiel and Supernatural as a whole.

Anyways, hope you have a fantastic day/night. Terribly sorry if I put you on a downer. Its just good to update my journals now and again. More to come! hopefully.. hehe~Laurenthebumblebee.
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You and Sam had been having this 'relationship' for a few weeks now, you knew just before you had met him that he had just come off shaky ground, whatever that was you knew it couldn't be anything too simple with how you knew Sam Winchester. You knew he had a brother and that he never liked to mention any one else from his family. You weren't even sure he had much more family than his brother, Dean, who you hadn't seen properly before.

Sam would always call you when no one else was around, you had met up for a quick drink or two at some quiet bars around the area he was in at the time, he once took you for dinner when you first met him but most of the time he would ask you to meet at the bunker since it was really the only place he was comfortable in connecting with you. The only way you knew he did. Sex.

You started to question whether he really liked you or not since he tried his best to keep things a secret from everyone else. Was he ashamed of being with you? Or was he hiding something? Whatever it was, something told you there was more to the Winchester than you already knew.

Despite all of that, somehow you instantly clicked with Sam. He would give you small talk most of the time but when it came to the physical side of your relationship it didn't seem to matter to you any more because Sam would give you all the affection through touch. Under certain rules. He was quite strict with the physical side to your relationship with him. He would be the dominant of course, the more you let him do it to pleasure you the more you questioned him hiding something because he would barely let you be on top or take control, he wouldn't let you caress his body just by touching. It had to be him ordering you to do so. Even so, that was barely the case. It was as though it was a one sided relationship. He wasn't letting you in.

 He would always find a new way to get you on your high horse but he couldn't speak to you like a normal 'boyfriend' would...if that's what you'd call it.  He wouldn't let you. He would just kiss you. Hard. Until you give into temptation. It was all great but when Sam finally asked for you to stay at the bunker longer than usual, for the weekend, you thought you'd take the chance and ask him a few questions. And maybe meet Dean and get some information from him.

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You walked into the living area of the bunker, you were wearing one of Sam's favourite shirts, it was mixed shades of red, some dark some light in chequered patterns with some pale colours too, the shirt just about grazed your thighs, you wore grey shorts which made sure that you couldn't see anything underneath Sam's shirt since Dean would be staying at the bunker too. You doubted a stranger walking around in his brothers shirt with nothing else on would satisfy Dean no matter how he thought of you at this point, you barely knew each other and even so, Sam wouldn't allow it, he would punish you later on if that was to happen.

Dean was sitting on the couch with a beer bottle in his hand. It was only morning but you granted that it was the type of lifestyle Sam and his brother had picked up on. He looked right at home with his legs up on the coffee table in front of him, watching the TV. You chuckle as you walked over to him, peering over the couch to see Dean. He looked back at you, seeing you he grinned widely, "Well Morning (y/n), take a seat?" He patted the spare space next to him on the couch.

You hesitated to sit down but then you did making sure your shorts didn't ride up your body any more, "Morning...You know me then? I didn't think Sam would talk about me much?" You ask with an unsure tone.

Dean leaned over to put his bottle on the coffee table and then took his legs off it, placing his feet on the floor below him, he stared at you inquisitively, "Are you kidding? He always mentions you. He really likes you, its the first time in forever he's been this way"

You looked around anxiously, "Where is Sam?"

"He just went for a run. He should be back soon, you sure you're okay?" Dean narrowed his eyes at you. You gulped hard, "I'm fine... thanks. It's just Sam doesn't usually talk to me about much. He seems to be quite distant from me" You explained.

Dean nodded, biting his bottom lip as he thought, "Would you like me to speak to him, or you can... when he comes back... I'll give you two some space?" He asked, being considerate. You had taken a liking to Sam's brother. He was nice.

It felt as though a bit of weight had been lifted now that Dean seemed to understand what you meant, you would have to speak to Sam yourself since he was your boyfriend and you needed answers from yourself and not from Dean, you appreciated the offer from Dean though, "Thanks Dean but I think I'll try and speak to him when he gets back if you don't mind" You smiled sweetly at Dean and looked down at your legs which were swinging off the couch as you sat their patiently.

Not long after, Sam had jogged through the door, him wearing a grey fitted vest and dark green shorts, he panted and looked flushed from all of his exercising, leaning back against the door so it would close behind him. You smirked at him as he gulped hard seeing you in his favourite shirt and shorts which weren't really visible to him at first as you sat on the couch.

Dean raised his eyebrows at you and then cleared his throat, turning to his brother, "(y/n) is nice Sammy. You've done a good job" He winked at his little brother. Sam huffed, going to the fridge to get a bottle of water he left in there from earlier.

Dean looked at you and gestured his eyes as if to say 'Go and talk to him' You nodded at him and stood up to walk over to Sam. He got his bottle of water and looked back at you, you could tell he was questioning what you were doing in his mind. Dean sighed loudly and walked off from the couch, taking his beer and heading to the door, "I'm going out for a bit, see ya later bitches" He said his goodbyes and closed the door behind him.

Sam narrowed his eyes at you, relaxing his posture more, "What was that about (y/n)?"

You both stood closer to each other about a ruler apart. He stood there still looking quite hot and bothered waiting for your reply, before taking a few mighty gulps from his water bottle that creaked as he sucked the life out of it, "Thirsty?" You joked. He scoffed when he had the chance to swallow his water, "Ha ha" Sam announced sarcastically looking at you with half a bitch face.

"(y/n)" Sam repeated stubbornly and with a husky tone, you swayed at his voice echoing in the back of your mind.

"You never talk to me Sam. Dean told me that you really like me but you never talk about yourself... about what you do when I'm not here... about your life in general" You sigh, taking a step closer to Sam reaching out a hand to mimic touching him, "I want to get to know you. With words. Talk to me. Please?" You ask politely, batting your eyelids at him.

Sam shook his head, his jaw clenching. The empty bottle calling for help as his hand crushed it within his grip, "I just don't want you to get hurt"

Feeling yourself get worked up on the inside, the tight feeling in your throat telling you so, why was it so hard to talk to him? It was killing you because you had doubts about this not working out and you really wanted it to. The anxiety was so hard to fight, you needed to tell him how you felt. He was waiting for that.

"Sam... I just want to talk!" You raise your voice and feel yourself invade his personal space a little, you felt him slowly back away with his heels but you continued anyway, "You're constantly angry" You add, a sigh escaping as you said it. Closing your eyelids for a few moments seemed to clear your head. As your eyes got used to the darkness, you heard the bottle make a sharp banging noise as if it were dropped to the floor then you felt two big hands cup your shoulders.

"I'm sorry (y/n), I really am... it's just.... every relationship I have ever had-" You open your eyes again to find Sam leaning over to your height, his face close to yours, feeling the breeze of his breath on your hot face, his voice sounded tense as if he had to let something out himself, "-every relationship I have ever had hasn't exactly ended the way I'd like it to... I don't want to loose you..."

Your hands found themselves on his cheeks, looking from one of his beautiful glowing eyes to the other, "Then show me you mean it. We can spend more time together, just doing simple things... like watching movies together, having a trip out with your brother to get to know him better. Tell me about your day when we meet again. I'd like that. I hope you do too but if that's not what you want for me..."

Sam's eyebrows fused together, his grip on your shoulders tightened, "Of course I want that. You know I work a lot right... I don't have much time-"

Moving one of your hands to Sam's chin where your thumb found his bottom lip, it seemed trembled at your touch telling you it was a good place to start, "Will you let me touch you for once? I'm not asking you to change Sam but I feel like there's more to you that I need to discover"

Sam grinned, you could feel the creases in his skin as his lips moved, "I love you (y/n)"

You felt your hear flutter at his words, your hand moved back to his cheek and you pulled him into a small kiss, you smiled between kisses as his hands moved behind your neck to pull you closer, "I love you too" You gasped, deepening the kiss which lead to other things which you would treasure forever.

~Laurenthebumblebee.
Why won't you talk? - Sam-x-Reader.
A fluffy kinda fanfic about how you would deal with Sam being a bit cut off from you and himself after all he's been through with his life. You finally tell him how you feel and that you could give him help. He accepts that and allows you to comfort him in a way you were more comfortable with. Being in control, hope you enjoyed this :)
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                                   Deanshower02 by Laurenthebumblebee

You find yourself restless in bed rather early in the morning, the curtains across the room from you were blocking out the orange sunlight just about glazing through onto the walls above your bed board. You toss the covers of your bed out of the way as you take a glance over to the digital clock which stood blinking at you on the bed side table. '5:46'.

You groan in annoyance and flop down on your pillow facing the ceiling. You frown and pause, feeling the muscles in your face tighten, your face felt strained as though it were tense. Your groan was a lot deeper than you remembered and your frame felt heavier as the mattress sank when you lay down properly feeling half asleep still, you blinked rapidly to get rid of this horrible feeling you had. Your mind was maybe playing tricks on you. That's all....

On second thought, you felt... different somehow. You sat up and you went to scratch the back of your head. You almost leapt out of your bed when you felt that all your hair had gone, only little wiry strands, you gasped loudly panicking, eyes widening. You quickly turned to face where you had been lying, looking under the pillows and covers to check for any strands of hair that may have fallen out. Nothing. But how?

As your hands grasped the pillow, you looked down at your hands, they were bony and more manlier than you remembered and your arms.... they were broad and sharp as if you had changed over night, you ran to the mirror in the bathroom which was next door to the room you had been staying.

A sudden pause of shock had managed to hit you as your new eyes latched onto the man looking back at you. You felt your hand caress your cheek, feeling the prickles of stubble meet with your finger tips.The hand that touched your face felt weird, although in reality it wasn't your hand or face.

You were partly naked, showing all the top half of Deans tanned body, apart from the grey night time elastic shorts you wore to bed, you must've taken off your shirt through the night but maybe since your form had changed, the shirt may have got torn, you hadn't bothered to check since you were so stunned.

The Winchester brothers were not at the bunker, thank god since you had taken the form of Dean Winchester. Imagine the brothers' reaction if they saw you looking at yourself like this.

 You had to admit, Dean was gorgeous but your new form had the same feelings and mind as your previous self, your mind wasn't Deans. It was as though your brain was transferred into Deans body. When you saw yourself as Dean in the mirror, once the shock had died down, you felt yourself get quite 'excited'. Checking yourself out, smirking as Dean did, dimples showing and those eyes glistening at the mirror.

You wondered what happened to Dean. Maybe he was you.... oh my god that would be embarrassing. He'd find out little things about you that only you knew about. What if he saw you naked? Would he like it? You certainly found his shape rather interesting.

You were quite scared to experiment with Deans body as now that you had it, no matter how many times you had fantasied about touching him and being close to him, you had never thought you would actually get to have time with his body to yourself... inside of him.

After looking at Deans little features which you had never really noticed or seen before, his freckles on his chest, the possession tattoo and his little hairs leading down from his navel,your hand circled his little hairs by the shorts you had been wearing but then you cleared your throat and moved your hand away before temptations had gotten you. At least now you'd be able to remain stable enough to be able to look Dean in the eye again after this.

You looked back up at the mirror. His cheeks blushed and his ears went a little red. You chuckle and by god was his chuckle sexy, it took you just a few seconds to get over him. It came right from his throat and it made you have a weird tingling sensation from his lower stomach. You had to stop before you would do something you would regret, you turned away from the mirror, going back into the bedroom to find your phone to call Dean and sort things out with him.

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You and Dean sat at the end of the bed with you for a while. You were now back in your original body. You and Dean sat in silence for a few moments. It wasn't as awkward as you first thought. You had your black silky dressing gown on to cover yourself up since when Dean was you, he hadn't really got any ladies underwear to cover yourself with. Same vise-versa although Dean just put a green shirt on with his boxers.

You noticed Dean beginning to smirk as he looked at you first, you chuckled back uneasily, "What's up Dean?" You ask a bit shaken up since you dreaded his reply, biting your lip nervously and brushing your hair behind your ear with your fingers, "What did you do as me then?" You asked as innocently as you could.

Dean snorted, "I was surprised at first because I realised how beautiful you truly were. But don't worry, your secrets are safe with me" He winked at you, you rolled your eyes, looking away from him as you still felt quite embarrassed.

He touched under your chin and turned you to make you look back at him. The Winchester raised an eyebrow at you, "Heyyy...You're not bad yourself (y/n)" He began, tongue tracing the bottoms of his teeth, "Maybe we could be inside each other more often" He flirted jokingly. nudging you playfully.

You felt your cheeks hotten so you decided to cover it up by grabbing a pillow from the top of the bed and hit him with it. You wouldn't mind a bit more of Dean inside you now that you knew he did too.~Laurenthebumblebee.
Body Swap - Dean-x-Reader.
Imagine waking up one morning to find yourself in Deans shoes. Literally. Hope you liked it :)
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Today, I have literally spent the whole day drawing and I'm still not finished and I'm not happy with the results but yanno. I will continue tomorrow and should be done in the following week to upload to dA like I usually do. A lot of things are happening in my life at the moment. I'm getting prepared for exams which I'm not looking forward to. I get really stressed and anxious when it comes to pressured situations.

I'm limited to friends at the moment, I've lost quite a lot of interests for some people in my life who I thought were there for me but in fact could say all kinds of crap about me if they really wanted to. I think at the moment I probably have one true friend and several other people who I talk to but I'm not completely sure where I stand with them. I'm not really bothered any more where I stand with people, they can all f off if they dont like me. But they shouldn't take advantage of me or mimic me to other people as I have witnessed recently.

Very recently I have changed my attitude towards a lot of people, I used to really care about what people thought of me.. deep down I still do but truly I have learnt that not every one is nice or suffers with a mental disorder which makes you worry or stressed out over every little thing, making you feel like crap for everyone to tread on. But yeah... I guess I've wasted most of my time with people who weren't worth it. I'd spent so much of my time helping them when in fact the reality of it, they would dump me with a blink of an eye.

My school had tried to get to the bottom of things with me since a few teachers had noticed how low I had gotten. In art, my personally best subject along with English, both subjects the teachers had pulled me out of lesson and purely asked if I was okay. I don't intentionally want to feel down or whatever because inside I feel great but when I feel great on the inside, my body is different and reacts negatively, especially my facial expressions for some reason. At the moment I feel I have no control over what's going on and it scares me.

There's stuff going on at home with my dad again, he's not the best at the moment and there's some things about him which I found out... not by choice to go for the worst. My dad has always treated me poorly and sometimes it reflects on how I act with other people. I'm just glad I have my mom. My dad.... lets just say doesn't live up to his role and I'd rather not be involved with him. I find it hard to even say 'I love you' to him any more but I'm not going into detail why that is...

School ends soon which I'm very happy about. Four days left to be exact, not including this weekend. Despite the rubbish lessons I have before the holidays, I hope things will get better at school because I really would prefer not to even bother turning up. Once or twice, with my mothers consent, I was allowed to stay off school when I felt so stressed and anxious I couldn't physically talk myself into going to school or even leaving the house. I even got upset when my mom asked to go to school. She's only let me off a few times but I guess that's the only way I'll learn to get on with life no matter how hard it seems, there is probably worse off people and I apologise if I seem selfish or ungrateful for what I have.. its just if things are hard for me and I'm not used to the change it does get to me.

On the upside, Supernatural is amazing and I can't wait for the next episode, apparently Deanmon is coming back and I really hope he is. As tumblr says 'Mark me off as scared and horny' xD joking... but yeah... Deanmon really says how great of an actor Jensen is towards Dean as a character anyway. Also there are rumours going around that destiel may become canon. I really hope so but I'm not particularly bothered if that doesn't happen. I'm sure Jensen would say different but I respect his opinion on Deans sexuality and his views on Castiel and Supernatural as a whole.

Anyways, hope you have a fantastic day/night. Terribly sorry if I put you on a downer. Its just good to update my journals now and again. More to come! hopefully.. hehe~Laurenthebumblebee.
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I love Supernatural. I'm a Sam Winchester girl if you haven't noticed already.

Omg... looking through my old fanfics make me cringe haha. I'm terribly sorry if you come across a badly written fanfic by me. I do try my best these days. I started out as a fresh minded young soul when I joined dA. Slightly regret it but at least I've gotten used to it and developed within my writing and art skills. xD

I am a crazy frizz haired girl with a weird personality but you get used to me! ;)

I am a student, I like to study art, English literature and RE.

I'm a geeky nerd and some people like me... but I'm not sure who exactly, seems like lately I've only got one or two friends but that's fine since I can get my own things done and I can spend more time on the internet with you lovelies! :D

Without fandoms I am practically not myself. My four year old self was blessed by my grandads words of wisdom when I discovered Doctor Who. That led to Sherlock, Avengers, Harry Potter. Also ..... Supernatural and The Walking Dead, Hunger Games, The Inbetweeners, In the Flesh, Torchwood, Broacchurch, Gracepoint, Once Upon a Time and others which I can't really remember at the moment.

I write fanfics, literature and I love to draw art.

I am a gamer, I love playing on the Xbox.

Some random things about me-

I love all cute animals. Especially dogs, wide eyed cats and owls.

I like Indian food

I love sweaters and jumpers. My favourite type of sweater or jumper are baggy ones. I also like wool cardigans.

My favourite colours are blue and purple. Preferably Purple.

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:icongabriele-t92:
Gabriele-T92 Featured By Owner 12 hours ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the favourite
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Scarlett-Winter Featured By Owner 21 hours ago
Thanks a lot for the fave ♥ !
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KSapphire8989 Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Professional Traditional Artist
Thanks for the :+fav:ing. Heart Love 
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EmeraldComet Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for the fav!
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RETORBOY Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you very much for the fav my friend ! :D

Foggy Spring Morning the 2nd by RETORBOY
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HanBO-Hobbit Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Student Traditional Artist
Thanks for adding "Twelve and his Spoon" to your favourites! 
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Woohoorandom Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks for the faaaaave!
also wow do i need to catch up on your stuff
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Laurenthebumblebee Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Student General Artist
Ahaha no need to worry *Awkwardly steps into the background hence my icon pic* Nothing... to.... see... here ;)
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Woohoorandom Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Hobbyist General Artist
YOU LIAR THERE'S A LOT TO SEE HERE
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Laurenthebumblebee Featured By Owner 4 days ago  Student General Artist
Aaaaaaaah!!! *runs away carrying my work with me*
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