The Untempered Prism

This is a safe haven for my fan art.The Doctor & Rose are my OTP! Reblogging is love! But please don't re-post my work on your blog or on other websites without my permission. Thank you!

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For @cherazor

I wanted a proper Tennant Duck-tor, not just Scrooge in Ten cosplay. And then Rose happened.

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Inktober Day #2

More Ten

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I’m attempting Inktober this year. Though I’d planned on being an ornery art hermit about it, I’ve been encouraged to share :P

I’m not following any official prompts. I’m just making what I like.

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This is a birthday present for my amazing friend @cherazor!! <3<3<3<3

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Tag yourself i’m sigh

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I humbly beg forgiveness for the lateness of this. I had no idea when I signed up for the @dwsecretsanta gift exchange that a month later I would be offered a shiny new job that would swallow all my time. I am so very sorry about that.

This is for @nightfellart , a very TARDIS Christmas with Ten, enjoying a mug of creamy cocoa, en route to deliver gifts to his companions in time and space. I hope you had a very nice holiday this year!

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do you ever feel victimized by fanfic authors when you make them fanart and then they give YOU compliments and you try to give THEM compliments and its a vicious cycle??? ♥♥ ft. @nicolareed

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This is the best XD and so true 💕 I love how authors and artists can inspire each other back and forth~

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@that-one-girl-behind-you this us

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@the-untempered-prism This is how I imagine our chats if we could act them out IRL. XD

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@cherazor I imediately thought of you when i saw this, before I realized you’d tagged me XDDD. writer + artist = <3<3<3 to infinity!

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{ This is my secret santa gift for @the-untempered-prism (I don’t know why tumblr won’t let me tag you), I really hope you like this and I am so sorry that it took me such a long time to post.  Also, tagging @dwsecretsanta (of course) and @doctorroseprompts because I used a bunch of the ficmas prompts and @legendslikestardust for the winter/holiday general prompt. }

Rose isn’t looking for the Doctor as she travels on her own.  Not really.  Not anymore.  Rose gave up on that dream a century or two ago.  Well, three centuries ago, to be honest, but Rose has given up on counting exactly how many years it has truly been.  There is no point.  Time no longer matters as it isn’t something that can actually touch her.  Not since her resurrection at least.  

Rose is beginning to wonder if anything will ever be able to touch her again.

She had once promised the only person she had ever truly fallen in love with her forever and she had meant it.  Rose finds it oddly amusing, in a universe that thrives on indifference, that since she now seemingly has forever she cannot find the only person that she would wish to spend it with.

Keep reading

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Thank you so much for the gift! It’s such a sweet reunion, just lovely <3<3 

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The Doctor slips into the room and silently sits down next to her on the bed, close but not yet touching. Rose hastily wipes the tears off her cheeks, her gaze fixed on the floor. She can’t bring herself to look at him. Not after she nearly killed him today, along with the rest of reality, in a desperate attempt to save her dad. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. The Doctor wraps his arm around her shoulder, hesitant at first, but he gladly pulls her closer when Rose curls into his side. [1/2]

“I’m sorry too,” he says quietly, pressing his lips to the top of her head. “You alright?” Rose sighs and shakes her head, burying her nose in the soft wool of his jumper. “But I will be. Tomorrow.” She closes her eyes, letting the Doctor’s double heartbeat calm her until it finally sinks in that she didn’t lose him today. He’s still here, and with the way he tightens his embrace it’s clear that he’s not going anywhere. [2/2]

Love this. That episode makes me cry every time...Nine is such a softie <3

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It’s rare to see the Doctor so calm. Rose can’t look away from his face, completely relaxed as he sleeps beside her. She knew he had freckles, but she never really noticed how many there are until now. Gently, she traces her fingertip over his skin, following the shapes until the Doctor stirs and blinks his eyes open. He greets her with a smile, his cheeks flushing as his gaze wanders over her naked form. It makes his freckles even more prominent. Rose leans in, kissing every one of them. -IBB

So sweet! <3

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Hello! I just found out that I'll be your secret santa and I was so happy when I was reading through the info I was sent -- we have so much in common, we like and dislike a lot of the same things. I'm sketching out a few (very rough) outlines for a few fic ideas I'm considering but I was just wondering if there is anything specific that you would really love to see in your fic. Anway, nice to meet you and this should be a lot of fun.

HI SANTA!!! (☆^▽^☆)

I’m so happy to hear you’re excited for this; I am too!! Please have fun!! and feel free to expand on or get creative with my prompts! I can’t think of anything I *need* to have in my fic. I just want to see what you come up with!

But if you get really stuck, let me know and I’ll give you some tropes or mad-libs to help! <3<3

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ONE WEEK LEFT to sign up for the 2017 Doctor Who Secret Santa Gift Exchange!

What is it? An anonymous fanworks exchange (fic, art, gifs and more) done Secret Santa style, where you create an original fanwork for someone and receive one in return! It will cover all of Doctor Who (classic, new and extended universe), including all characters, pairings, and ratings.

How do I sign up?

Reblog this post!  (Spread the word!  The more the merrier!)

Follow dwsecretsanta

Fill out this form.  Much the same as last year, and hopefully flexible enough to cater to any tastes.

Sign ups will be open until October 31st, 2017 - you can sign up for any type of fanwork, era, genre, pairings or characters you want to - and, of course, you can specify which you want to receive in turn.  You will receive the prompts for your recipient within a week after signups close.

Please post your fanworks from the 1st December through to Christmas, and tag them with BOTH #dwsecretsanta and the name of the recipient, so it can be reblogged here here and so the recipient can see it and love it and reblog it too. Alternatively, you can submit them to dwsecretsanta.

Any questions about the exchange or the form?  Message me!  (Instant messaging preferred, so I can keep track of sent/received messages more easily.)

Thanks for participating!  :D

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Esperanta versio troviĝas ĉi tie!

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Hello! I guess it's finally time to reveal myself - I was your inbox buddy this month and I had a blast writing for you! All your artwork is incredible, thank you so much! I'm so lucky :) It's been so much fun and I hope you enjoyed it as well!

Hiiiiii there! I’m so glad to finally know who was behind it all! I loved every one of them! 

Thank you for putting up with my slow posting, some of it beyond my control, and some of it because I wanted to make art to go along with it! :P

I had a lot of fun and I’m very lucky to have had you as my Inbox Buddy! Thank you for a great month! I will post the last couple you sent to me very soon, with art! XD

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The Doctor’s arms ache as he desperately tries to hold on to his lever, but he can’t feel any physical pain through the sheer terror as he watches Rose’s fingers slip off the handle. He screams her name, helplessly, as she is hurled towards the Void. For a second her eyes meet his. His hearts break at the excruciating fear he finds there, but suddenly the expression is gone. Gold blooms in her eyes, glowing and swirling, and time stops around Rose. [1/2]

The Void still drags at the Doctor’s limbs as ruthless as before, but Rose hovers in the air, completely motionless except for the gold light dancing across her body. Then it’s over. The Void closes and time resumes its course. Rose crumples to the floor. Within seconds the Doctor is at her side, begging her to open her eyes. When she does, he only finds the familiar brown there he fell in love with all this time ago. Bad Wolf is gone, and Rose is still there, safe and sound in his arms. [2/2] 

Yaaaaaas!!! I love when Doomsday doesn’t happen!! Love BadWolf!Rose! Thank you IBB!! <3<3

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He thought he’d lost her amidst the war and destruction raging on this planet. 17 hours, 6 minutes and 34 seconds, that’s how long they were separated. That’s how long it took him to topple the regime and end the chaos. And miraculously, among the celebrating people on the street, is Rose. She looks tired and worn out, but she’s never been more beautiful. In the next moment she’s in his arms, laughing as he spins her around. He lost his planet, his people, but he’s not losing her. Not today. IBB

Sorry for not posting sooner. I really wanted to make art for this one too. I love the fic very much! My mind supplied the Ninth Doctor when I read it, I hope that’s okay. <3<3

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The​ ​Doctor​ ​gripped​ ​the​ ​console edge,​ ​fighting​ ​to​ ​hold​ ​back​ ​the​ energy​ ​of his regeneration.​ ​His companions ​watched​ ​tearfully​ ​as​ ​he​ ​began​ ​to​ ​glow.​ ​It wasn’t fair! He’d only just​ ​gotten​ ​Rose ​back!​ ​​She​ ​reached ​out​ ​for him and he​ held out a​ ​hand​ ​to​ ​warn ​her​ ​off​ ​but​ ​she​ ignored it​, an eerily familiar ​shine​ ​in her​ ​eyes​.​ ​The moment they touched, the light flowed out of him into her. They burned together, neither of them consumed.

Hggggnnnn. Okay reunion fic and Bad Wolf/Time Lady!Rose??? Now you’re spoiling me - I’m going to need about 50K more words with this, just sayin’! *grabby hands* I love this so, so much!

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It’s a Journey’s End fix-it too! :D I can never get enough of those.

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Leaping from one universe to the next was taking it’s toll on her and she began to lose pieces of herself in the void. One day she looked up at the stars with longing and couldn’t recall where she was trying to go or why. For months she lived a half-life, always wondering what she’d lost, until the day she turned a corner and saw a large blue box. A man in a brown suit leaned against it, watching her. His gaze was sad yet tender. Each step she took toward him felt like going home at long last.

*wibbles* Poor, poor Rose. *shoves her and the Doctor together* GO AND BE HAPPY, MY PRECIOUS BABIES.

Oh, I love this so much - the way you use language is just so good, Prism. This is gorgeous!