xx Hello, Sweetie! xx

Hello Sweetie! I'm Doctor River Song, currently married to the Doctor. They say a good man is hard to find. Well, I found my good man, and he wasn't that hard to locate. Although, I will admit that I sometimes can't stand his choice in hats and find his neck wear questionable (Really, Sweetie? Bow ties?), but what can you do? My parents currently travel with my husband and I've recently been freed from intergalactic prison, but as long as you don't mess with me or my family, we'll get along swimmingly! ((This blog is a role-playing blog dedicated to a crossover between the Supernatural, Doctor Who and BBC Sherlock fandoms. This blog has NO AFFILIATIONS OR CONNECTIONS to the REAL Doctor Who Series, writers Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss, or actors and actress related to the show, including (but not limited to) Alex Kingston))

[mind--palace-blog]

[cosmicbattle]

[areyoumarriedriver]

There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.

[docriversongdoctor]

Tick Tock Goes The Clock...

You wouldn't dare..... It's over! It's done!

[ladyoflightning-deactivated2013]

Try to break my muse with five words.

[impossible-astronauts]

~addictedtocontradictions, letsgetfricative

[impossible-astronauts]

~thebittersweetnightmare

[docriversongdoctor]

River woke up on the ground, lying just feet away from a puddle under a bridge. How was this possible? She'd only been asleep on the TARDIS a few moments ago. Nearby, there was a soft groaning sound. River turned to see Molly Hooper also starting to wake up. Whatever this was, River was not amused, and the people in charge better be frightened.

[veganicecream]

[docriversongdoctor]

M!A: Do You Hear the People Sing: Your character can only speak in lines from songs

Oh, no, not I, I will survive Oh, as long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive I've got all my life to live, I've got all my love to give And I'll survive, I will survive, hey, hey!

[bellsofsaintjohn]

[donnariver]

Happy New Year Sweethearts. You watch us run in 2013. 

[docriversongdoctor]

Happy New Year!

[docriversongdoctor]

The Hunger Games? Never heard of it..... But I love the whip!!! It's very Indiana Jones.... I should pobably consider using one of these during my adventures..... I think I'll keep it afterwards. It might come in handy someday......

[docriversongdoctor]

TXT via Vortex Manipulator and Physic Paper

I’m hoping the Vortex Manipulator works enough for me to send this, and that someone’s physic paper receives this message too (Sweetie, please answer your phone!).

For some reason, I’ve become ill with a virus. At first it was just headaches, but now it’s chills, a fever, nausea…. Somethings’s not right, this doesn’t usually happen to me.

If someone’s out there, I don’t know how much longer I can last….

[timetravelerwithaspaceship-blog]

Sick? River… you’re not sick. You can’t be, I mean…. You haven’t been to London lately, have you? Please say no… Alright. Give me your coordinates, I’m picking you up.

[docriversongdoctor]

I’m sorry, Sweetie. I’m on Earth. London, England. The Vortex Manipulator wouldn’t let me leave and I couldn’t communicate any coordinates with it until a few days ago. It’s not just me, though. There are others who are sick. And it’s spreading quickly.

[timetravelerwithaspaceship-blog]

And you think you’ve caught it…. meaning it’s not strictly human. I’ll be right there.

[docriversongdoctor]

I'll be waiting for you, my love. But please be careful! If it can affect me in this way, who knows how it'll affect you.

[docriversongdoctor]

TXT via Vortex Manipulator and Physic Paper

I’m hoping the Vortex Manipulator works enough for me to send this, and that someone’s physic paper receives this message too (Sweetie, please answer your phone!).

For some reason, I’ve become ill with a virus. At first it was just headaches, but now it’s chills, a fever, nausea…. Somethings’s not right, this doesn’t usually happen to me.

If someone’s out there, I don’t know how much longer I can last….

[timetravelerwithaspaceship-blog]

Sick? River… you’re not sick. You can’t be, I mean…. You haven’t been to London lately, have you? Please say no… Alright. Give me your coordinates, I’m picking you up.

[docriversongdoctor]

I'm sorry, Sweetie. I'm on Earth. London, England. The Vortex Manipulator wouldn't let me leave and I couldn't communicate any coordinates with it until a few days ago. It's not just me, though. There are others who are sick. And it's spreading quickly.

[docriversongdoctor]

TXT via Vortex Manipulator and Physic Paper

I'm hoping the Vortex Manipulator works enough for me to send this, and that someone's physic paper receives this message too (Sweetie, please answer your phone!).

For some reason, I've become ill with a virus. At first it was just headaches, but now it's chills, a fever, nausea.... Somethings's not right, this doesn't usually happen to me.

If someone's out there, I don't know how much longer I can last....

[docriversongdoctor]

roman-nurse:You have your mother’s eyes. 

[roman-nurse]

Why thank you! …..Your eyes are easy to get lost in as well, Rory.

Yeah. Thank God you don’t look on me- I mean! That’s not to say~ Your personality is drowning me. 

Oh don’t worry! I’m sure we’ll get to know each other quite well. And I like your hair like that….. It suites you.

Your hair always suits you, I must say. And your eyes. And face. And personality.

[docriversongdoctor]

"Oh, stop flattering me, you handsome --"

She suddenly paused, cocking her head to the side as though a fog had been lifted from her mind. She blinked and did a double-take. "Rory?!" River gasped, realizing what had just taken place and suddenly feeling very foolish and guilty for it.

"Umm, can we not tell Mum about this?" she tentatively asked Rory.