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the mausoleum of all hope and desire by mygalfriday (BrinneyFriday)
Fandoms: Doctor Who (2005)
22 Apr 2014
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The Doctor is particularly grumpy today – it seems to be his modus operandi since he regenerated but for some reason, a perfectly lovely April afternoon has left him even more Scottish and ill-tempered than usual.
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22 Apr 2014
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01 Apr 2014
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The Oldest Question by Lady_Cleo
Fandoms: Doctor Who RPF, Doctor Who (2005), British Actor RPF
03 Mar 2014
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The two things he'd grown up hearing the most- in multiple tones from various sources- were his name and the question, "What am I going to do with you?"
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Circus - like 'Water for Elephants' but vastly different and amazing!
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24 Dec 2013
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Just... oh my god... just read it! It will make your entire life!
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and she lets the river answer that you've always been her lover by hihoplastic
Fandoms: Doctor Who, Doctor Who (2005)
28 Aug 2013
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It’s not unusual to be propositioned by the resort guests. It happens at least once a week, much to his chagrin—always with a drunken smirk and a well-placed tip, like he can be bought for an extra few pounds. But there’s something different in the way she’s asking, the teasing lilt to her voice—like she knows, like she’s mocking them, not him, and while he has very little doubt she would and could eat him alive if so inclined, there’s something else. Something deeper. He’s been here a year, and become an expert in recognising sadness and shame—it rolls off people here in waves. Bad business decisions, complicated affairs—but it’s different, with her. Darker. There’s a caution in the way she moves, an edge to her voice that he’s never heard before, and it makes him curious. Draws him in.
He intends to say no. Intends to turn her down flat and go back to his business and forget all about the strange encounter, but instead what he blurts out is, “I don’t even know your name.”
Her expression softens, like it’s one of the most heartfelt things anyone’s ever asked her. Moving back toward the bar, she holds out a hand. “River,” she says. “River Song.”
Without thinking, he shakes her hand.
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- Part 13 of DW Tumblr Prompts/Reposts
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"If I had a flower for every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever."
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10 Aug 2013
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