I'm An Introvert That'd Rather Be At Home Than Most Anything Else. INFP. I Like Lots Of Different Things.
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Share too much and someone can hurt you.
Dorothy Koomson, My Best Friend’s Girl
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―wylan summoned every bit of bravado he’d learned from nina, the will he’d learned from matthias, the focus he’d studied in kaz, the courage he’d learned from inej, and the wild, reckless hope he’d learned from jesper, the belief that no matter the odds, somehow they would win. “i won’t talk,” he said.
…in the end, he was not nina or matthias or kaz or inej or jesper. he was just wylan van eck. he told them everything.
Its both annoying and really amazing how people perceive INFPs as naive and are unsuspecting of us because we seem like shy cute and totally harmless human beings. Its funny how people think that they can screw us over but in reality we already know the true intentions of people before they even had the chance to talk to us. Just by looking at them. We can read the room as soon as we step into it. We analyze your every word every movement and every. single. Facial. expression. Especially the supressed ones. The emotion you tried to hide from us? We saw it. We Know. Be happy and thankful that we arent using this knowledge on screwig YOU over. (Unlike our lovely ENFP friends who dont shy away from using it) And also dont think that when you managed to fool us that its somehow your accomplishment. Its not. Its just that we INFPs love seeing our inital guesses and assumptions come true. We let you “ win “on purpose. If we sense that you are tryig to harm us or that you think that you can easily manipulate us because you see us as “naive” you instantly turn into an object to analyze, to play with. Its a game that we play. A risky and sometimes stupid one that other people wouldnt really understand. We will say things that other people will perceive as stupid or dangerous to reveal in front of others just to lure you in our traps. Its fun how you fall into it and say the exact things that we assumed you would say. We arent naive. You cant play with us and You cant fool us. We may look cute on the outside but that doesnt represent the endless thoughts that are raging inside our heads.
I’ve been avoiding making this post for eons because it meant having to like… make (more) lists and keep it organized, so for a long time I kept a small collapsing tab on my blog but then realized that doesn’t show up on all devices, so I’m sucking it up and making a masterpost to link to my profile. This post only covers the in-progress fics. For all other fics, please visit my Fic Masterlist.
Hades/Persephone Reylo AU. Recently updated. The goal is for this fic to become my next main project once I finally finish up ADOT. Seriously, I need to get on that asap lol. Still planned 31 chapters. Don’t see this changing any time soon.
The HP Hogwarts Reylo AU with dramione undertones nobody needed. In progress. This will be the second priority one that I hope to be updating in conjunction with Aegis. The number of chapters has kind of spiraled, so I have no number right now, but expect it to be in midfic territory.
In-verse meet as children then grow up and suffer™ fic. Kindred was another one of those that grew limbs, but after TLJ I decided to scrap a big part of it and rework the plot I have written down to be a bit more canon-compliant. Shelving it until I am finished with the plot and finish either Lumos Maxima or Aegis, and revisiting it as my main project for next year.
Delicious smut with a very sheer veneer of plot, tbh. I swear to god this is not abandoned. It has about 5-6 more chapters to go, I just haven’t been in the mood for writing smut the last few months (lol say what?). It’ll continue updating once I get ADOT finished.
The behemoth in my fics masterlist. 3 chapters to go. Will be finished shortly as soon as I get over my emotional attachment of letting something I’ve been working on for so long come to an end, thank you for your patience.
Memory loss fic. A pleasure project that I started working on to amuse my darling @darth-ej and it’s literally mostly fluff, snark and flirting, and it’s the reason I’ve been avoiding my Star Wars responsibilities. Will start posting it once I’ve written about half of it (currently sitting at… 30%?). Keep your eyes peeled.
That’s it for now!
My life - my personality, my habits, even my speech - is a combination of the books I choose to read, the people I choose to listen to, and the thoughts I choose to tolerate in my mind…
Andy Andrews (via wordsnquotes)
“The less you say, the more weight your words will carry.”
-Leigh Bardugo, The Grisha trilogy
dere you go
My family is not very religious most of the time. We pray at Christmas and Easter and Thanksgiving dinners, and my mom’s entire side of the family excluding her parents and siblings is hardcore religious so whenever we do anything with them it’s kind of religious.
But the point is, most of the time we aren’t, but every year at Christmas time, a church in the next town over puts on a Bethlehem and it’s kind of a tradition to go. They go all out. The building is massive, and they’ve got it all decked out. There’s animals and stalls and everyone is in costume and in character. When you get there, they give you some pennies and you can go and barter for cool little trinkets, and there’s other more expensive things you can buy with your own money. And they have the best apple cider. All in all, it’s pretty cool.
But anyway. We go every year, bundled up in hats and scarves and mittens, and have a good time. We’ve been doing it for as long as I can remember, and my mom talks about going when she was a kid.
I’m going to mention again that everyone is massively in character, especially the really super hardcore religious adults. Because this is an important fact.
Every year since I was about thirteen or so, there’s been this one lady who worked at a stall selling ponchos (I have, like, three. They’re really cool). She was probably there before that, but I was thirteen when she started trying to barter for me to marry her son, who was also about thirteen.
“What a pretty little thing. I think you’d make a very good wife for my son. These are your parents? I’ll give you six goats for your daughter’s marriage to my son.”
Her son, meanwhile, is in the “shop” behind her looking absolutely mortified and like he’d rather be anywhere else than there, and I’m pretty sure I probably looked just as embarrassed.
My parents gave her some sort of excuse, like it wasn’t enough goats or they weren’t ready to marry me off yet or something, and we moved on.
The next year we’re back again, and come up near to the same stall.
“Ah! You’re back again! Have you married your daughter off yet? I can up my offer to nine goats and three chickens for your daughter to marry my son.”
Somehow she remembered the exact people she’d tried to buy their daughter off of for an entire year? So my parents are refusing her offers again and me and the son are trading embarrassed looks and we go on our way.
And then it happens again. And again. And again. Each and every one of the last six years this lady has tried to buy me in goats to be her son’s wife.
A couple years ago when we were waiting in line to get inside my mom jokingly said that they should accept this year and see what she’d do and I completely refused because it was mortifying enough as it was.
One year we brought my friend with us and we’re waiting outside and my sister was like “Are you gonna sell Kee this year?” and my dad was like “Maybe if there’s enough goats” and my friend was confused as heck and I was like “This lady tries to buy me to marry her son every year. I told you that” and she’s like “Yeah but I didn’t think this was a thing that actually happened” and she was still skeptical and by the time my parents had finished refusing the lady’s offer, she’s killing herself laughing and then spent the next few months telling me I couldn’t look at guys because I already had a fiancée.
Anyway, it happened again this Christmas and the son has somehow gotten almost ridiculously attractive since last year. The speech this year had something to do with how I was far too old to not have a husband yet, and the son and I just rolled our eyes at each other as his mom tried to barter with my parents for me.
This year’s offer was twenty six goats and nine chickens. My sister looked up how much goats are worth, and was mad our parents didn’t sell me so she could have sold the goats and gotten $2000-$8000 for them. My dad says they’re waiting out on an offer of a camel. My brother thinks they should have it more than once a year so he can get more apple cider.
Now I’m back at uni, and in my first psych class of the semester the guy sitting beside me looked really familiar.
As in his-mom-tries-to-buy-me-with-goats-every-Christmas familiar.
That kind of familiar.
We introduced ourselves before class started and I sat there for a couple minutes readying to make a total fool of myself in case I was wrong before turning to him again.
“This is going to sound really weird if you aren’t who I think you are, but by any chance does your mom try to buy you a wife with goats every Christmas?”
His friend gives me a weird look as he walks past me to sit on the other side of him, but he’s definitely putting the pieces together.
“That’s you? Bethlehem in [city name], right? God, my mom is so mortifying.”
And we both kinda laugh and meanwhile his friend is giving us both weird looks now because apparently he didn’t know that his friend’s mom was trying to buy him a wife using livestock.
So he turns to his friend and is like
“Oh, I forgot to introduce you. Danny, this is my fiancée, Kee.”
And I kinda rolled my eyes and was like
“I’m not actually your fiancée. Your mom hasn’t offered my parents enough goats yet. But apparently my dad will sell me for a camel.”
And he laughed and shook his head like
“I am not telling my mom that. I don’t want to see what she has planned for if your parents ever accept.”
So yeah. His friend was really confused by that point and we explained it to him and it turns out he’s pretty cool and we’re Facebook friends now and hang out in psych classes. Apparently his mom only ever tries to buy me for him and she and my mom had gone to the same church growing up which is why she can always pick us out.
So yeah. That’s the story of how some lady tries to use goats to buy me to be her ridiculously attractive son’s wife every Christmas, and how he’s in my class and we’re friends now.
Can you recommend me some good anime/ mangas to watch/ read? But not popular ones. Thanks
ohoho you are in the right blog my love
Anime
Toshokan sensō
Ikoku meiro no croisée
3-gatsu no Lion
Natsume Yuujinchou(This is so good yet so underwatched)
Akatsuki no yona (The anime is like the best thing sp has ever done and yet it is so underated)
91 days
Aoi Bungaku Series
Bokurano
Donten ni Warau
Drifters
Gugure! Kokkuri-san
Higashi no Eden
Houkago no Pleiades
Inari, Konkon, Koi Iroha.
Kamichu!
Kanojo to Kanojo no Neko: Everything Flows
Shouwa Genroku Rakugo Shinjuu
Kuzu no honkai
I will post the manga list later
For about 60% of my Doctor Who fic, there's Teaspoon!
For about 95% of my Doctor Who fic (including AUs, RPF, and definitely everything longer than 500 words), there's AO3!
For a comprehensive list of all my Doctor Who fic, grouped by category, with rating, pairing, and word count, there’s the below:
Doctor Who fic
Doctor Who AU fic
Doctor Who tag-fic
Fic co-written with Allison/gallifreyburning (including Gallifrey Records)
Doctor Who RPF fic
Doctor Who RPF tag-fic
For Broadchurch fic, presently there’s just: Stranger than Fiction (AO3 | Tumblr) and We’ll Land Where We Belong (AO3 | Tumblr)
(For non-Doctor Who fic – Community, BBT, Parks and Rec, Alias, etc., – there’s my fic archive on Livejournal.)
(Im)perfection During Intimacy
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 22,234 words]
(Five times sex wasn’t perfect in Pete’s World, and one time it was.)
“You gonna get there?“
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5 Times Rose Tasted Like Peppermint, and One Time the Doctor Did, Too.
[adult; Nine/Rose; Ten/Rose; TenToo/Rose + 5,161 words]
His mouth where hers has been, hers where his has been, and the ice cream slowly melting, requiring tongues and lapping and licking and it’s too much and not enough, and then his knee brushes hers under the table.
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A You and Me House
[teen; Ten/Rose + 6,780 words]
He’s taken wandering, late-night walks around the TARDIS lately, walks that take him down the corridor that contains Rose’s room with increasing frequency. He’s just checking, he tells himself, just seeing if this had all been nothing but a product of forgetfulness and she’s gone back to keeping her door shut at night.
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and other gerunds
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 631 words]
But did you have to pick such a windy night for it? And where am I supposed to steal off to when your mother gets to be too much to handle? You know she will. She’ll keep chasing me around with that ring, trying to get me to take it, like I can’t procure something as simple as a ring on my own.
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Asphalt for Days
[teen; AU; Ten/Rose; Ten/Master + WIP + currently 2,675 words]
First, there’s the way no one ever looks happy to be moving into the Powell Estate. That’s not really a cause for celebration — council housing — but here’s this bloke, grinning from ear to ear, cheerfully lugging boxes up the stairs.
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Audio Engineering
[all ages; Ten/Rose; TenToo/Rose + 531 words]
She collects the sounds of the universe on a pocket recorder from Woolworths.
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Bathroom Stall
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 299 words]
It’s totally inappropriate and not half mad, the way her trousers are around her ankles in London’s premiere family fun restaurant.
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Better Living Through Domesticity
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 12,326 words]
And there, between their palms, is a first. The first time, it’s not just her sweat-slicked hand dampening their grip. It’s his hand, too. Warm and wet and (part) human.
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Cake
[teen; Nine/Rose + 312 words]
“It’s just a little something, a thank you, for always keeping you safe,” Jackie says and hands over the plastic.
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careless in our summer clothes.
[adult; Ten/Rose + 925 words]
A museum and a hotdog cart and three different bowling alleys, his hand in hers as she tugs him breathlessly to the next mundane adventure.
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Chase Down the Lights
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 4,842 words]
“Oh, fine,” she said, throwing her hands up. “Next time I see a wobbly light out the window, you’ll be first on the list. Happy?”
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Christmas, Unpacked
[all ages; TenToo/Rose + 330 words]
It’s the first time he’s watched Christmas like this. The first time he’s watched it spread slow through the air, unpacking and quiet, bit by bit and so very linear.
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Costume
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 653 words]
Then it’s a matter of a couple quick sketches for the family seamstress, and he’s got a near-perfect-match dress for Rose and a suit he stares at for 20 minutes before leaving the room, brown pinstripes hanging still from the wardrobe in his wake.
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Educated Guesses
[adult; TenToo/Rose; drug use + 1,038 words]
Skin too tight and blood singing and every part of him screaming out to run, run, run. Not from Rose, not from their life, but run to enjoy it, to feel it, to live it, bright and loud and electric.
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Exhibition in Denim
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 3,421 words]
"No!” The clerk stomps a high-heeled foot. “We are making an example of you! I’m sick of having to remind people the dressing room is not a bloody sex club!”
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Gasp
[teen; Ten/Rose + 297 words]
There’s no reason for it as far as she can see, no weird alien mind control, no accidentally inhaling something humans aren’t meant to inhale, nothing.
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Get Back
[all ages; TenToo/Rose + 502 words]
Rose’s foot begins to tap and it slots into place, “Doctor, that’s the Beatles. Did you — oh my god, is that why the fish was called Jojo?”
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Good, Brilliant, Spectacular
[adult + happy, smutty fluff; TenToo/Rose + 1,454 words]
It’s months and months and months after Norway that it strikes him. Months filled with beds and kitchen tables, storage cupboards and balconies, every sofa they’ve ever occupied alone for more than an hour.
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Heavy on the Build Up
[teen; Ten/Rose + 2,945 words]
50th anniversary fix-it (on the QE1 stuff).
Rose grinned at him. “Well, now it is, and good thing, too, can’t properly seduce Queen Elizabeth with a grubby face.”
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Hemingway
[all ages; Ten/Rose + 245 words]
It’s the most elaborate guessing game Rose could have ever imagined — clues spanning whole galaxies and millions of years.
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How Can You Swallow So Much Sleep?
[all ages; TenToo/Rose + 412 words]
It’s just past dawn, the city is mostly empty, the day is starting, lit by that early morning light, and there’s a few zeppelins cutting slowly across the sky, there’s the sun reflecting off One Canada Square. (the first 90 seconds of the Pete’s World series, if I were in charge.)
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Human Sex
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 1,052 words]
This is how he knows that Rose Tyler has six types of orgasms and they are all absolutely brilliant.
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I Think You Need a Doctor
[teen-ish; meta-ish; Nine/Rose + 303 words]
And it’s a terrible line, he knows it’s terrible, but he’s grown fond of it, all the times he’s thought to use it and never did.
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Important Things to Forget
[adult-ish; Ten/Rose; 1,391 words]
“Just to be clear,” he says, “Was it the copping a feel or the doing it in your sleep that you’re sorry for?”
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In Medias Res.
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 802 words]
Clothes come off like the strokes of a brush, puddles of color collecting on the floor, there is blue, there is pink, there is skin and flesh and curves.
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Lock Up
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 640 words]
It’s the smallest jail cell Rose has ever been in.
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look, learn.
[all ages; Ten/Rose + 292 words]
She learns his body faster than he does, the skin and hair and complete absence of scars.
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love with the electric sound.
[adult; TenToo/Rose; 3,389 words]
It’s been four months of this, four months of never bringing it up at home, in bed, where it belongs, when he finally graduates to a picture message.
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Mark Up
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 596 words]
Torchwood’s most wayward consultants, flipping a coin to see who stays home with their daughter, and who adds another thousand frequent flier points to the bucket.
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Matterhorn
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 254 words]
Of course, it’s not actually a public area, this spot he’s chosen for the inaugural public shag.
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program worldwide
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 534 words]
There was nothing to suggest, then, that he’d suddenly decided they needed to visit the west coast of America for any reason other than wanderlust. Nothing to suggest he meant anything by, “California, Rose! California knows how to party.”
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Quantification of Apologies in Quarantine
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 5,673 words]
“I think we maybe skipped a step. After I confess to my sins, and you forgive me, there’s certain things I think that humans do. And I want to do them,” he pauses and takes a deep breath. “Are we outside of the window for make up sex?”
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Ring of Fire
[teen; Ten/Rose, past Doctor/Master + 797 words]
“Hope you’re not worried about germs! Wait, what am I talking about? We took care of that back at the Academy. Do you suppose there are still little bits of me swimming around inside of you? I mean, it’s been hundreds of years.”
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Sexual Tension in Stasis
[adult; Ten/TenToo/Rose + 9,841 words]
The metaphor extends, the needle tripping ever closer to the end of the disc, and he’ll need to go back to that other universe once it’s played through.
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Situational Reality
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 500 words]
Her knickers, the striped cotton ones, the ones that won’t give with just a flick of his wrist. The ones that she trips over when they’re forgotten around her ankles and she jumps a mile at the sound of her little brother on the other side of the pool house door.
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Sometime Around Midnight
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 2,818 words]
It took two months. Two months of takeaway curries and crap television, of rumpled sheets and that spot on her neck that always makes her squirm. Two months of talking about Mickey’s new girlfriend and Jackie’s new tracksuit and decidedly not what a new, new, new Doctor meant to a new Rose.
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Start As You Mean to Go On
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 7,184 words]
The best kinds of games, of course, are the ones where there are no losers.
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Stepford
[adult; Ten/Rose + WIP]
“Oh, come on, you know what I mean, that sort of thing is always happening on the telly. Take two attractive people, mix in a little tension, stick ‘em in a single bedroom for ratings, stir and repeat.”
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still like to go for a train ride (‘cause i’ve got a thing about trains)
[adult; TenToo/Rose + 3,867 words]
“A train caper, Rose!"
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Target Survival Maneuvers
[adult; Ten/Rose + 18,199 words]
The Doctor and Rose find themselves in the middle of a forest, being hunted for sport, with all the applicable cliches that go along with that.
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This New Finite Existence
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 391 words]
He’s got a to-do list in his mind, things he wants to make sure he crams into this new, finite existence.
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Throw Pillows
[teen-ish; TenToo/Rose + 239 words]
“Jacks, what’s on the pillows?”
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Tricks of the Metacrisis Mind
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 733 words]
Sometimes though, it all shuts down, his mind and his body in perfect bliss, because there are six types of Rose Tyler kisses and the Doctor knows them all.
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Tumble
[teen-ish; Ten/Rose + 269 words]
And Rose is like, “Nothing, just a blogging site.”
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Writing on the Wall
[all ages; TenToo/Rose + 373 words]
"All right, who is he then?”
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A Praise Chorus
[adult; Ten/Rose; the late ‘90s/early '00s American high school AU too many of us lived to actually need + 32,207 words]
“She’s not in that basement of yours, hiding between your baseball cards and that stack of Playboys that went missing from my garage."
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Go Bad Wolves!
[teen; Ten/Rose; AU for NBC’s Community + 315 words]
Plus, he likes hats, he looks brilliant in hats. And suits. Pinstripes. Trainers. Glasses. Boxer briefs. In them, out of them, it’s good to be the Doctor.
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Here You Leave Today
[all ages; Ten/Rose + 1,638 words]
It’s certainly not a Disney-issue uniform, which only makes Rose more anxious – a stranger, a non-cast member, is running around the bowels of a ride, tinkering with things.
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In a Single Bound
[teen; Ten/Rose; superhero AU + 1,036 words]
“Oh, you know,” she says. “Reluctant saviors. Never really embrace the whole ‘superhero’ thing. Bet you 10 quid you don’t even have an alter ego.”
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Little Secrets
[adult, suddenly-got-superpowers AU; Ten/Rose + 13,690 words]
She’s not quite keen on calling this thing, “hopping,” but Doctor Smith is insistent she not call it teleportation. “It’ll draw attention that way. Hop, Rose, hop for your life.”
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Peel Slowly and See.
[adult, Record Shop AU; Ten/Rose + 9,872 words]
He barely even looks up when the bells above the door jingle anymore. It’s hardly ever a customer for him, always One Direction this and Adele that, today’s pop music, all firmly in Donna’s wheelhouse.
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This Week’s Savior Complex
[teen; Harry Potter/Rose + 672 words]
The way he’s lurking along the back of the club, hair sticking up and glasses askew, he seems young and out of place and absolutely horrified at the thought that someone might say something to him.
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Tonight’s Top Story
[teen; Ten/Rose + 464 words]
“Your lead anchors are playing footsie under the desk, I should be the least of your worries!”
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Doctor Jones
[adult; Ten/Rose + 503 words]
It was a testament to the amount he’d been published that the university put up with it at all, and it was a testament to his hair that the students (overwhelmingly women) never complained either.
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Doctor on the Radio
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 874 words]
But she is — jealous, that is. Because the Doctor had lucked into this new side gig about, oh, 24 years after Rose had locked in her personality as one that decidedly did not belong to a morning person.
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Shopping for Domestics
[teen; TenToo/Rose + 785 words]
Breakfast in bed? He’ll take it! Mopping the floors? No, thank you. Sex on a half-constructed IKEA table? Yes to the sex, pass on the actual table-shopping.
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Starbucks Cups
[all ages; Ten/Rose + 267 words]
“Honestly, I don’t understand why you even need to add anything to your coffee. It’s perfect, just as it is. Like Bridget Jones, but a beverage. You’re the one that made me watch that awful movie, you should at least appreciate the sentiment.”
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Suit, Birthday
[teen-ish; TenToo/Rose + 520 words]
It’s not that she wants to spend her Friday night working — in fact, she’d much rather go out to dinner with the Doctor and his banana desserts. Or maybe get those desserts as takeaway and figure out who makes the best plate. But she had to get this done, or they’d be calling her all weekend.
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Vivid
[teen; Ten/Rose + 258 words]
Vivid like the way the wood of the fitting room would feel under his hands as he pressed her against it.
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Gallifrey Records Master Post [teen-ish to adult; Ten/Rose; AU]
World-famous rock legend the Doctor invites Rose Tyler, up-and-coming pop star, to be the opening act on his tenth world tour.
Fic Tennis on Teaspoon [multiple stories; teen-ish to adult; TenToo/Rose]
Generally speaking, a series of unconnected stories about TenToo and Rose in Pete’s World.
Singing Loud for All to Hear
[teen; Ten/Rose; AU loosely themed around 'Elf’ + 20,048 words]
“Wait, no,” he says. “That’s what I want to talk to you about. Like I said, it’s not confirmed, but I can almost always tell,” he pauses, like that’s supposed to sound impressive. “And I think you, Rose Tyler, are on the nice list.”
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Tardis, Cash Only
[adult; Ten/Rose; AU + 16,781 words]
It’s not a bad little pub, the Tardis. Or: the Doctor’s got a great team, but he needs someone behind the bar with him. Someone like Rose Tyler.
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Tardis, Cash Only II: Halloween
[Adult; Ten/Rose; AU + 14,595 words]
There are, in fact, several positive adjectives to describe how he feels right now, but he can’t decide what level of narcissism it is to be so attracted to her like this.
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From the Floorboards Up
[adult; David/Billie + 2,342 words]
Because if he’s lost track of it, the number of times his tongue’s been in her mouth, her hand on the front of his trousers, pressing and palming and so, so warm, well, he’s going to have to consider that something they’re doing, instead of something that happens.
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oh, i’m a bomb regardless.
[adult-ish; David/Billie + 5,363 words]
And that’s when Billie had found him, also in black, also with tits that weren’t for him. (circa the Much Ado run )
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Rome
[teen-ish; David/Billie + 133 words]
He types out the text four different times and once it’s just a photo taken from his folding chair, leg stretched out over its side and the tip of his trainer blotting out the beauty of Italy.
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Slow Burn
[teen; Matt/Karen + 297 words]
She’s built like him, all long, thin limbs, but she carries it like a model, how her hips get everywhere just a split second before the rest of her.
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Twin High-Maintenance Machines
[adult; David/Billie + 5,182 words]
She hadn’t thought of it before, but for all the ways she’s reigning in control lately, he’s having to loosen it. He’s still new to the BBC press machine, the paparazzi, the autographs at the dry cleaner, all of it’s such an adjustment, learning to let go. And here she is, leaving, taking one more decision out of his hands.
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And
[teen; David/Billie + 125 words]
And it’s this huge thing, wearing the Doctor’s clothes, walking with the Doctor’s companion, being the Doctor, and so he’s trying to take it all in, soak up every possible bit he can and really focus.
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Lit Up
[teen; David/Billie + 246 words]
He’s going to say something devastatingly clever about it — or maybe sexy, but he’s not sure how much they can get away with out here, and how much will have to wait for a room with a lock and a bed.
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Problem Solving
[all ages; David/Billie + 150 words]
Maybe it’s like, “David, this is the ugliest hotel room I’ve ever seen. And why is it so cold in here? My toes are turning blue.”
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stage
[teen; AU, David/Billie + 492 words]
He’s got big fish in a small pond written all over him, talented, sure, but it’s like — listen, if your options are a tall, skinny Scottish bloke who fancies Shakespeare or a roomful of spotty-faced twats trying to mount another production of Les Mis, you’re going to take the Scottish bloke every time. (+ a companion fic from Cate!)
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some french swear words and phrases. can be useful if someone asks u to say something in french bc it’s soooo hot
Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.
Nikita Gill, Almost Feelings (via books-n-quotes)
You misinterpret everything, even the silence.
Franz Kafka, The Castle (via the-book-diaries)
‘The Northern Constellations’ from Middleton’s Celestial Atlas (1842)
my granddad just called me to tell me how big his cauliflowers are growing and it was so cute theyre “TWICE as big as the ones you get in the shop”
“Why do you let them blame you? It’s not fair and you - you just sit there!”
“I can take it.”
“You shouldn’t have to.”
“They can’t,” came the even softer reply. “They can’t take the self-loathing, the blaming of themselves. And I…” they swallowed. “I can’t watch them hurt like that.”
pls show me your cats
Puppy: ”See, I told you we’d both fit on here comfortably.” 🔊
Printing this and hanging it up in the laundry room ☺
There are things I’d rather whisper and never quite say out loud.
Virginia Woolf (via wordsnquotes)
A Reylo retelling of Hades & persephone, with a twist.
Those whom the gods love die young. To obtain a god’s attention is to hand over your life, so keep your head down and pray that they never notice you. She took pity on the god no one ever visited, the god she doesn’t believe in, when she started leaving small offerings at his feet. She should have listened to local superstition.
“Still watching the girl, my Lord?” Mitaka asks with airs of resigned patience, yet still with an underlying thread of nervousness. Kylo’s eyes follow the man as he comes forward with Kylo’s meal, placing it gently to the side, within reach of Kylo’s hand. Kylo’s subdued smile never eases.
“Perhaps.”
Mitaka holds his torch closer to the pool, shining its pale blue light over it, but the girl is long gone.
“Of all the beings in the universe, why that one?” Mitaka asks, unable to keep the wonder off his voice. Kylo supposes that, when there’s nothing else in the way of entertainment centuries at a time, even his Master’s curiosity becomes Mitaka’s own. Kylo can hardly blame him. He chuckles.
“She talks.”
Mitaka gives him a strange look, as if to say, ‘well of course she talks. All humans do,’ but he remains silent. A wise choice.
(Exerpt from Chapter One, On AO3)
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