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this week in fic

Weekly round up of fic I’ve read and enjoyed this week.  Do yourself a favor and check ‘em out!

Domestic Enough by @aimtoallonsy (Nine/Rose), part of the Western Immersion verse

Everything Else Fades Away by @aimtoallonsy (Nine/Rose), part of the Western Immersion verse

Right TARDIS, Wrong Bathroom by @timeladyofthesith (Nine/Rose, NSFW)

The Light of Day by @paigenotblank (Nine/Rose, NSFW), sequel to Penance and Pain

Midnight Confessions by @timeladyofthesith (Nine/Rose, NSFW)

It’s the Last Time by @goingtothetardis (Nine/Rose)

As it Should Be by @countessselena (Nine/Rose)

Flying Dutchman by @acreasy1 (Nine/Rose)

Smith’s Book Store: Chapter 5 and Chapter 6 by @kelkat9 (Nine/Rose, Victorian AU)

As always, links are to tumblr posts when possible so people can reblog fic if they want to.

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«"There's the shindig tomorrow," [Rose] explained, "and the Doctor and I wanted some company, yeah? And Lea's coming with us, but I really don't want her to feel like a third wheel, so we were all hoping you'd join us."

"The whole town will be there. You won't be alone."

"Yeah, but that's not quite the same, is it? The Doctor and I will be together and thought it would be nice if you and Lea came with us, together."

[Simon] was quiet for several seconds before speaking.

"And Lea has agreed to this?"

"She said she'd go, yeah. She's coming with us whether you do or not, but I really think she'd rather you be there. She enjoys your company, you have to know."

"Is this… Is this a date?" His expression was neutral, but his voice wavered.

"Do you want it to be?"

"Lea… What does she want?"

"She likes to be around you. Don't think she'd mind if it was a date, but for now, as long as you're together, I think she's happy. Think it would help if she knew how you felt."

"How I…" He stopped. "I don't…"

"You don't need to tell me. But I do think you should tell her."

He thought for several seconds, then nodded, his eyes unfocused. "I'll go."

"Great," said Rose, beaming at him. "Okay, let's all eat together before the dance. We can eat here if you don't want to shut down the shop."

He shook his head. "Lea is always more comfortable eating at her house."

"All right," she said, still smiling. "It's a date."

A small smile played at Simon's lips. "Maybe,"»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.13)

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«Minutes later, the women walked, arms linked, down the street, the bag with her purchases on Rose's other arm.

"So," said Rose, "you and Simon Bartl, you seem fond of each other."

"Oh. Well, I mean, he does so much for this town, how could I not be fond of him?"

"Seems like a little more than that, though," Rose pressed.

Lea shook her head. "He's just nice, that's all. He pretends not to, but he cares about folks, you know? Anyway, enough about that. Tell me about you and the Doctor. How'd you meet your husband?"

"Um, well, I worked in a shop, and he sort of saved me from it. We've been traveling pretty much ever since."

"And now you're back in a shop again." Lea looked sympathetic.

"It's not so bad. I mean, at least there aren't any shop dummies in this one."»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.6)

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«[Rose] woke slowly the next morning, comfortable, relaxed, and the perfect temperature. She wriggled, trying to stay burrowed under the covers, then stopped moving. Sleeping Rose hadn't decided to use the Doctor as a pillow again; instead, she realized, he'd wrapped himself around her.

She was on her side, facing out from the bed. His chest was against her back, an arm draped over her, pulling her close. Close enough to feel through his thin pyjamas that his restraint had, indeed, slipped.

She swallowed hard[...] breathed carefully, trying and failing to keep hormones in check. Pretending to be asleep wouldn't work for long, not if she expected to be able to remain still, to avoid pressing back into him where he pressed against her.

His grip tightened, fingers brushing the sliver of skin between her top and bottoms, pulling her firmly against him, and her breath caught. She tried to hold still, but when he shifted his hips against hers, she groaned.

He froze.

Neither breathed for a few seconds as the Doctor woke. He loosened his hold on her, and Rose bit her lip. His chest was tense where it still touched her back. He moved his hand to her hip, ducking his head so his forehead was pressed against her shoulder. He started to take a deep breath, then froze again. He swallowed audibly, then rolled away and out of bed in one smooth motion.

"I'm sorry," he said when she turned toward him.»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.12)

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«"So," said Lea finally, "how long have you folks been married? Don't think I've asked."

"Well, we were…" Rose stopped. They should have talked through these details, but they hadn't.

"Almost ten months," answered the Doctor, calmly. Rose turned her head far enough that she could watch him. "Wasn't the best place or time, maybe, seeing as we were in a dungeon."

Was he talking about Cardiff?

"That's an… unusual place to exchange vows," said Simon, looking to Lea for confirmation. She smiled at him.

"I don't think location really matters, not if you mean the words," Lea said.

The Doctor nodded. "There were people trying to stop us, but we agreed we'd go down fighting, together."

Rose grinned, her tongue making an appearance. "I'm so glad I met you," she said, even knowing it might not make sense to the other couple.

His face just a few inches from from hers, he returned her smile. "Better with two."»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.13)

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«"Wait, you want more than one room?"

"Don't you have more than one?" Rose asked. "Seems like there aren't many new people 'round here right now."

"Well-- I don't--" He looked between the two of them. "Are you her father, then?" he asked the Doctor.

"What? No," blurted Rose.

"No," said the Doctor, firmly.

"Then ya'll are married, right? Cause women aren't allowed to travel without having a chaperone, and there's no way pretty girl like you could be chaperoned by a man who ain't her husband." He blushed, ducking his head and covering his face with his brown mop of hair.

She frowned. "What are you--"

"A room for me and the missus will be fine, thanks," the Doctor interrupted her. "We like to get separate rooms when we travel, but we can share if it'll be a problem." He glanced at Rose, then around the empty room, leaning in conspiratorially toward Rupert and speaking again in a loud whisper. "She snores. Loudly."

"Oi," protested Rose, elbowing him, and he looked at her seriously.

"He needs to know in the event they get noise complaints like the last place we stayed."

"I suppose there's not likely to be a toaster here for you to catch fire," she returned, tongue creeping between her teeth as she recalled a recent visit to a future Earth-like planet.

He turned back to the clerk. "It was better off on fire. Trust me."

The young clerk stared, hand frozen in reaching for a pen.»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.4)

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«"Well, we can get [the Tardis] back, right?"

"Course we can," [the Doctor] replied, [...]"Won't quite be as easy as just getting to it and taking it back, though. They've got an obstruction field here, both dampens and scrambles signals: technological, telepathic, anything they decided doesn't fit this particular immersion. Betting your phone doesn't work, even with my upgrades."

Rose stuck her glove back on to get it out of the way, then picked through the convenient hidden pockets in her dress, searching for her phone while he continued talking.

"My link to the TARDIS, it's been scrambled. She's still here, still in this immersion, but I can't tell where. Not even a general direction."

Rose watched him, phone clasped in her hand and forgotten. He sounded… lost. She put her free hand gently on his arm, and he glanced at her, then frowned at the phone she held.

"Best put that away. Your phone, my sonic: they probably won't register on the automated scans. They do try to follow accurate technology levels, so most of the scans are reserved for major violations, like the TARDIS was. And missing hats, for some bloody reason. Still, if someone actually sees us with something that doesn't belong, it can be reported to the Sheriff. Can't guarantee I can get us out of being locked up if this obstruction field affects the sonic screwdriver. Best not to try it out in the open."

She nodded, glancing at her phone's screen - he was right, there was no signal - before putting it away again.»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.1)

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«"Look out!" The shout came from behind them. [Rose] looked over her shoulder, registering the sound of hooves, and saw a horse-drawn wagon barreling along the road, swerving, out of control.

Before she could move out of the way, the Doctor used their linked arms to turn them both, bringing their chests together, his free hand wrapping around her shoulders before he pressed them against a post. Over his shoulder, Rose saw the wagon fly by, less than a foot from the Doctor's back. She closed her eyes to keep out the resulting swirl of dust.

She opened them again when she felt the Doctor pull back slightly.

"Alright?" he asked, blue eyes scanning her face, right hand coming up to settle her hat more firmly on her head. She nodded, doing the same with his stetson despite limited room to maneuver, then dropped her hand to his chest.

"I'm okay," she said, trying to calm her breathing. His face was just inches from hers. Their stomachs touched, and lower, their legs tangled. Rose was suddenly exceedingly aware of the heat that gathered in her near where she was pressed against a particular part of his anatomy. He was tense, pupils wide. She bit her lip, and his eyes flickered to the movement before he stepped away.

"You folks alright?" called the driver who'd managed to get his horse under control.

"Fine, thanks," called Rose, smoothing her dress, trying to get dust off of it until the Doctor took her hand. She looked up at him, noting that his eyes were still dark before he looked back at the road.

"Let's go, Rose," he said, his voice rough, and they finished their walk in silence.»

- Western Immersion, by @aimtoallonsy (Chap.7)

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