#fracturedechoes

[likeacharacterinamusical]

@fracturedechoes

Another long day's work, this time spent preventing the robbery of one of the universe's most well-known and influential banks, left the Doctor with a vague headache as she approached the TARDIS. There was no murder, no destruction of peoples or planets, this time.

There was no memory wipe.

"I can't tell you how happy I am to see you," the Doctor breathed as she drew the key. "A nice, long bath and a glass of wine sound just lovely."

[killedllove]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃𝐍'𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 someone easily rendered speechless. In fact, Donna Noble considered herself someone who would outlive the universe to have the last word. Yet, for not the first time, River Song had succeeded in just that. She glanced away briefly, as she was feeling slightly too old to have a blush. Life since she had regained her memories and had begun to merge the two versions of herself continued to be a learning curve. Relationships, and how she and her husband approached them now, were among those. It had gone mainly unspoken until now, casual flirtations now taken seriously. Was it a test, she wondered. Coffee was innocuous, perhaps a sign she wasn't ready yet, if selected ? Drinks more suggestive. Had not many dates of the past started that way ? Maybe it was just as it was stated, a query of interest and preference ? She hadn't been here in a very long time, and definitely not so openly queer before. She'd need to be brave and ask. Clearing her throat for a second, meeting River's gaze once more as she answered. " And, if I did either... what would that... mean ? "

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[bleiddiaiddrwg]

@fracturedechoes asks ; ❛ You’re always the one I run to. ❜ (from river for the doctor)

The Doctor can't help but smile then. "And you know how glad I am for it. That of everyone, it's me." It touched both his hearts immensely, more than he could ever express.

[jewishjanetandco]

@fracturedechoes // baby care

Tiny shoes, dresses, trousers, and hats lay scattered over the wardrobe floor, thrown aside by tiny hands. Joyful shrieks sounded as the girl, three years old, ran through the room in naught but a nappy, her dark brown space buns bouncing as she went.

"Geni!" Missy called, bending over to pick up some of the clothes. "Get back here!"

She rubbed a hand along her temple against the growing migraine.

Babbling in broken Gallifreyan, Geni reached the doorway and made to run out into the corridor, only to collide with the legs of a taller woman.

[doctorxoncall]

@fracturedechoes said: ❛ Somebody's gotta write those novels for the lonely moms of the world. ❜

"I was the inspiration for the leading man in a few of those novels."

[bitofanexile]

@fracturedechoes said: "he's like the reincarnated Mickey Mouse."

"I see you've met my previous self. The little fellow can be quite irritating, can't he. It's a good thing one improves with age. Yes, I like to think I'm quite the improvement in manners, style, and looks."

[incangencence]

impossible girls || river & gene

@fracturedechoes gets a starter from this prompt

“Hey, don’t you dare close your eyes, you hear me? You die in my arms, and I’m gonna stick the dry-cleaning bill for this shirt in your coffin, that’s a promise!”

She lightly tapped the woman’s cheek, rousing her, and flashed her a beatific smile. “That’s it… there we go! Welcome back… Now, there’s no point in struggling. We’ve already got you good and chained up, and you’ll only hurt yourself more. The Master will be disappointed he missed the whole Dramatic Waking Up Bit, so when you see him, do try to act surprised… You want some water?”

[capaciityforpain]

@fracturedechoes said: ❝ i see you. ❞

↣ THE FIVE SENSES

To see, of course, was a basic sense. Not all species in the world had eyes with which to see, though most did, at least, have some organ with which to sense light. Some who were blind saw through telepathy, though there were some that didn't see at all, that experienced the world through the rest of their senses. Most didn't know what they were missing.

Time Lords were, of course, not one of those species. Neither were humans. Which meant that to the two of them, to be seen meant something. He wished it didn't. He had never known how to be seen.

"Do you?" he asked, voice almost uncharacteristically soft. "What do you see?"