► Inktober #5 : Melanie Bush

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► Inktober #5 : Melanie Bush
Many miracles that happened in myth can be said to be the crystallization of a shocking magic power that had a low probability of happening and an astromomical risk!
Kinzo Ushiromiya, Legend of the Golden Witch
"Tell me about your first cuddle with me, Doctor?" Mel asked.
“Hmmm….something so soft and gentle, a taste of the heaven~” The Doctor confessed like blushed, wanted to find the right words about it.
❁
Send ‘❁’ and my muse will offer yours a flower
The Doctorhad decided to spend a little time in his garden, to cause a little hand someof his flowers. Now every time he entered the large space with several plots offlowers with a large greenhouse a little further, he thought back to the gardenhe would create with Mel, and this made him more and giving joy. He had comehere to relax, aware that again, tonight, he couldn’t sleep. He had tried, hehad awfully tried, but the nightmares of his past were there. But the Doctor workingduring a normal night was so common that it is now reduced to this: ‘a little time’.
Histhoughts had been thinking about something else, far from his problems,focusing on the future in front of him, a future not imposed but created by him.He liked to be in that metaphorical cage in which he was gradually locked, evenif the ‘cage’ was only his freedom. He didn’t count the number of hours towater the flowers or doing other things like watching nature in curiously,having cracked the point out a magnifying glass to look at life act withoutintervention.
When it wastime to leave, he wouldn’t return without giving anything to Mel, but didn’tknow how to offer him something from his garden without appearing too stupid. Thenhe care a lot to his garden to pluck too many flowers, even if they wouldeventually wither but care about them too much for do an insensibly killing. Sothe Doctor sought a rare find in his flowers, which it unfortunately was theperfect example of his life: a beautiful flower, but who was sick, who wouldn’t have much to live, where it was better to give him death in this way thatthe suffering of fade quite dramatically. Life being unjust by nature, he hadobserved in several in each plot, even if their number varied. But the Doctordidn’t issue any judgment over his garden: it was a place where nature wasmaster, and letting live, really involved very little, he could observe, understandand grasp the concept in this generality. It became one of his reflexes toreact in this way, become very respectful while breaker rules in the extreme. Hehad to understand how to fight against the concepts to have power over them,having already placed himself among them.
Gently, hefound that flower: a beautiful azalea, chosen for sure a symbolic flower. Withgreat take, he undertook to cut this base, while apologizing before to go in asmall workshop to make a knot around the flower. It was a first class romantic,and very old game, and he saw evil give this poor flower with nothing around.Then he looked around him, adoring pass boredom, sometimes to sculpt woodenpedestals precisely to place a flower or more. Observing that the mostsuitable, he put the flower inside. Finally, he come back into the place whereMel could be, ready to give her the gift.
“Don’t Cry.”
Send “Don’t Cry.” to find my muse during a vulnerable moment and crying uncontrollably.
The Doctorwasn’t in his real bedroom, and could be happy on this. A few dozen drawingsdepicting scenes of his life was present around him, where the Doctor was a critériumin a trembling hand, looking at the ground in a totally desperate air. He wasso hurt…so hurt…deeply hurt… Very slightly, his hand on his foreheadretired, but the tears didn’t want them to go! Very slightly, his hand on hisforehead retired, but the tears didn’t want them to go! The silent atmosphereof his false room, with the white around him didn’t matter, merely lower his face,sobbing. Oh, he truly feared know Mel see him like this… Again, he put hishand on his forehead, trying to pass a pain tore him all hiswomb. His tears seemed to come from both pain and a grief too long denied.
♥ Send a ship and I'll give you who:
♥ Send a ship and I’ll give you who:
Five/Mel
Gives nose/forehead kisses : both, I can’t decide between them
Gets jealous the most : probably both, for very protective side
Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive: Mel
Takes care of on sick days: both
Drags the other person out into the water on beach day: Mel xD
Gives unprompted massages: Mel
Drives/rides shotgun: The Doctor
Brings the other lunch at work: Mel, but both could also works
Has the better parental relationship: I think The Doctor
Tries to start role-playing in bed: Mel (because it”s impossible otherwise)
Embarrassingly drunk dancer: neither or both
Still cries watching Titanic: The Doctor (no comment)
Firmly believes in couples costumes: both
Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas: The Doctor
Makes the other eat breakfast: both (depends on who rises first)
Remembers anniversaries: both, mostly Mel
Brings up having kids: Mel
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