22 4 / 2014
Let’s play a game.
Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.
you, also, what, when, why, how, look, because, never
I don’t use tags liberally, but I’m game. Here we go…!
#so I don’t use Also, When, and Why. #this is kinda cool!
21 4 / 2014
20 4 / 2014
alexx-kingston asked: Sorry, v predictable, but necessary: River/Doctor + confess
(Since you didn’t clarify which regeneration, and this idea barged its way into my mind, I ended up writing River/Twelve. Hope it’s ok!)
The Doctor watched River as she smoothed her hands over the TARDIS console; her eyes were closed, and there was fatigue etched into the musculature of her arms and the bend of her back. He quietly made his way around the side of the console, and noticed the precise moment that River became aware of his presence. She stiffened ever so slightly, and relaxed a fraction of a second later, and he knew that she believed he hadn’t noticed.
"So are you going to tell me what it is that’s bothering you?" The Doctor asked, making more of an effort to be less brusque than he’d been lately.
"I don’t know what you’re referring to, Sweetie," River replied, opening her eyes.
"Bullshit," The Doctor snorted, and then winced at his own coarseness. He settled one hand lightly on her shoulder, and the tips of his long fingers traced lines over the back of her neck, beneath the mass of honey curls.
"River," he sighed, his hand stilling. "You can tell me. I’m not the fragile man who needed protecting from other people’s pain anymore.” River didn’t respond, and it was the quiet sound of her breathing that made him realize. “Oh. That’s it, isn’t it? You miss- the other me, the one you’re used to.” There was another pause of silence, and then,
"Yes," River confessed softly. "I fell in love with that ridiculous madman, and while I know you’re still you, ultimately…I’m sorry, Sweetie.” She exhaled tiredly, and turned to face him, shaping her palm to his cheek. “I do love you, you know,” she murmured.
"I know, you beautiful, mad, wonderful lady. And I love you too, even if I don’t show it by floundering around, stammering, and tripping over my own feet these days. There are good things that come with maturity too, River. And if you’re feeling sentimental, we can always commandeer a pyramid somewhere," he added, the corner of his mouth curving upward. River smiled to see it, and brushed her thumb over his lower lip.
"That might be fun," she allowed, her voice low as she leaned in. "Especially if by commandeer you mean steal. There could even be guns and chasing.”
"There could," The Doctor agreed, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he grinned.
"It’s a date," River decided, threading her fingers through his silver hair as she kissed him.
14 4 / 2014