Author has written 14 stories for Harry Potter, and Mentalist.
Heyoo. I'm Becky, I'm 17 and I love writing fanfiction, making wallpapers for my laptop, doodling/drawing, playing guitar, watching The Mentalist, CSI, The Mentalist ;) and making plushies...
If you're interested in seeing the plushies I make, I'm on deviantART as beckles96 (beckles96.deviantart.com). I've got a Mentalist collection which is now complete (Jane, Lisbon, Cho, Rigsby and Van Pelt, as well as a Red John plushie which I made up just because I wanted to make him. I now also have a Mashburn, Jane's wife and daughter, and Hightower. There's also a Jane and Lisbon mark 2, with different eyes and outfits and new accessories. I have a second Red John now, because we know who he is, but I don't want to post him quite yet in case people haven't seen the finale yet. And there's also a Kristina) :)
Simon Baker. I has a love for you :3
STORY MESSAGE: Lash of the Whip - Sequel to Whiplash has begun! Please check it out! :)
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Patrick Jane/Simon Baker (loves and cuddles) :P
Harkin: It's time to open the biohazard chamber.
Jane: -sniffs- Mm. I smell dead people.
Lisbon: Tell me the truth.
Jane: If I tell you how it's done, the magic circle will send a team of assassins to kill us all. It's the law.
Jane: Ah, yoga. Because standing on your head listening to flute music is definitely the answer.
Jane: Yeah, you guys go find out. I'll find the couch. (Gets up.) Oh, there it is.
Jane: I think you've made your way in the world by hiding your true feelings under a mask of positivity and niceness, (Joyce smiles) but underneath, you're a seething mass of ugliness and resentment (Joyce stops smiling)
Faulk: Agent Lisbon, this is a high profile case, a career-making case if concluded successfully. Is this how you wish to proceed? With clownish games? (looking at Jane)
Jane: Ah, here we have two co-workers recognizing the boundaries of their professional relationship. See, you want to trust me, but there's something holding you back.
Jane: (driving the car) Talk to me...
Lisbon: You. Go to hell. Take a toothbrush.
Jane: Oh hush Lisbon there’s no reason to apologise, I was working the case. The rug was a stand in corpse. I just wanted to see if it was possible for the killer to leave the compound with Abby’s body.
Jane: Of course, if either of you have a better idea how to find Abby’s body and catch her killer, please, these are not taxi doors, they’re ears.
(hiding in wait)