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The Husbands of River Song (2015)
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So, I havenāt been on this blog in a very long time. Tried to get her up and running again but didnāt quite work out. For now Iām putting her on official Hiatus but if youād like to rp I am currently writing for @adrenalineascending and Ā @honeycombwerewolfe
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So, I havenāt been on this blog in a very long time. Tried to get her up and running again but didnāt quite work out. For now Iām putting her on official Hiatus but if youād like to rp I am currently writing for @adrenalineascending andĀ @honeycombwerewolfe
āEvery night is the last night for something. Every Christmas is last Christmas.ā
So... I wrote a letter to the Staff.
Dear Tumblr Staff, I can no longer locate the ācontactā or 'supportā option on my blog in order to send such a message directly and though it is rather unorthodox to send a message via fanmail, it is all I can think to do right now. I have been on tumblr for a good 6 or 7 years now with various accounts and it has been my support and happy distraction for all of that time and I am very grateful for the effort that you and the team put into maintaining the site. However, this latest update that removes the ability to cut posts is pushing the temptation to shut down my accounts. There is a large community of roleplayers on the site, though it is likely miniscule compared to some of the other groups that use tumblr, I am in no doubt there are close to a million of us. Being unable to cut a post down to a reasonable size is cluttering our dashboards and I have noticed several of my fellow roleplayers are apologising for being unable to cut down their posts as they slowly lose followers who have not yet noticed the update. The writing community may be just one corner of tumblr and though the site can boast many artists with thousands, if not millions of different interests and angles, writing is just as important and is part of the creative side of tumblr. I would think it a terrible shame to shut down my accounts simply because I could not cut down the novels worth of writings I co-write with another tumblr user. If I may make a suggestion, perhaps there can be an option to allow rebloggers to cut a post and an option to disallow them. That way, those that wish for their original posts to remain as their own and unedited have that option, and those of us who use tumblr to write may still keep our posts short and sweet. I hope there is a way through which we can find some sort of compromise. Yours Faithfully, An Old Tumblr Fan.
I have no right to ask this but could we get it circulating so it has a better chance of being noticed? I know there are a few that do not mind the update so much but my dash is turning into such a mess with this multiple replies that take a long time to scroll though and I know I canāt be the only one.
As her hands were returned, a tensely drawn smile formed in response.
More virtuous than wantonā¦that sparked a brash laugh. āGet to know me a bit Danno; virtuous is a far cry from what I am.ā A genuine smile spread in silent laughter. Always the hair. She gave a subconscious toss of said curls, emanating nothing short of confidence. While she responded, her hand made itās way up to fluff the curls a bit.
āYes, I thought it was pretty impressive when I first saw it too. Took a bit of getting used to if Iām honest. The upkeep aloneā¦ā
River left off at that, turning back to her tea. She had really only come in here to take a break from the paperwork and grading that still lay in wait on her desk. Some background noise and conversation with strangers to distract her from her own thoughtsā¦the angel was a bit of fun..but hardly a Cyberman invasion. The professor would like to think she was simply bored but the expression on her face is distinctly forlorn.
āFirst introspection, and then honesty ā Really, River, if youāre going to play the sinner - with all due respect - can ye sin a little harder?ā But you didnāt hear that from him. Nooo. Certainly not. And he meant it in the best way possible. Or the worst. Best or worst, just not in the way it had sounded.
Angels learned not by example, but by an invisible prowess which connected them to all things. The humanās continued disposition lead him to believe that it was compensating for an emotional burden. Whatās more, Danno felt confident now that he could mitigate itās sexually-charged advances.Ā Score one.
āShould we bandy about any longer, I predict Hell itself shall freezeth over ⦠Yer tense, I can sense it ⦠Whatās on yer mind?ā
A secretive grin spreads as she stares over her cup. She's half inclined to give him a short resume of her sins simply to see his reaction..but decides best to keep the revelation in wait of the perfect opportunity. It's hardly as much fun without the shock factor after all.
Turns her face back to him perfectly jovial in appearance. "Oh I'm sure plenty of women get tense around you.." Leaves that sly comment open for interpretation fully intent on changing the direction of conversation.
āThis /gold stick/ is the scepter of Amagoth and hush! Youāre loving the hassle...ā She countered shooting a sly smirk over her shoulder. The Doctor never really got dragged into ANYTHING he didnāt want to. He could have turned around and left the instant he saw her...still could...but what would be the fun in that? No. Sheād provided an adventure and the dolt was jumping into it head first: typical.
āTell me doctor...how are you at trust falls?ā River stepped over a beautifully carved wooden fence and crossed over to the ledge beneath a large ornate stained glass window. To the right of the glass there was a small black box that seemed out of place with the design of the window itself though could easily be attributed to the establishmentās security or building design. She reached over to press a button on the box and a low āwumphā emanated from it though nothing appeared to have happened. A fun toy she picked up on a separate excursion last month that effectively would allow anyone or anything to pass through the window as if it werenāt there.Ā
Follower Greeting
Jake stands there looking like the woman is the craziest person heās met. Given where heās from and his life, that could be considered quite something.
āAre you looking for your doctor?ā
Until heās determined whatās going on heās going to treat her with a softly softly approach.
āCourse not.ā She clips out cheerfully. āI know exactly how to find him and have no intention of going anywhere near him.ā Gives him a thoughtful once over. āAnd you would be?..ā
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āBeg to differ.ā The Time Lord matched her stare.Ā āNo River has ever shot me. Yet. They do, however, like pointing guns at me. Or getting my trousers off. Sometimes both. Anyway, what exactly is it that you would like me to forget I saw? Or rather which partĀ of it are you wanting to keep secret?ā
Her smile stretched tensely. āThereās a first time for everything my love.ā All the same, the gun barrel slowly lowered until it was aimed harmlessly at the ground. She had more important things to worry about for the time beingā¦like the fact that the silent alarm had probably been triggered. Quickly, she shoved the golden rod into her bag, zipping it up and facing the Doctor with an inhale and a shrug. āI may NOT have exactly been given clearance from THIS establishment to transport the item you most certainly did NOT see me place in this bag andā¦given their normal response timesā¦ā She directed a look down at her wrist watch and back with a smile. āIād say you might want to let yourself out.ā Shirks her brows in point before making her own path towards a window.
Some Professors Donāt Know Jack
āHome has its temptations,ā was all heād give her on that point. In fact heād been brought back on some business and after all, it had been over a century since heād last killed in London. More than one person at a time, that is. John had felt it safe to return for a time.
āWhat brought you to London? You donāt speak to me as one who was born in the city. Iām sure your story would be far more fascinating than my own.ā
āOh, and what would those be?ā She asked in a distracted manner, eyes dragging across the rest of the room as she planned her exit. Her attention returned to him as he pressed on with the conversation, brows raised in curious nature. āActually, I grew up in Leadworth. Iāve done a bit of traveling: mostly for work. Sort of ended up here on accident really. Bit of a complicated storyā¦as a literature buff you might actually enjoy it: involves love, betrayal, adventure, and most importantly peripeteia. Afraid youāll have to be captivated by my storytelling abilities another day though Professor. I have more work to do on my lesson plan before the students arrive. Iāll see you around..ā Shoots him a playful smile before picking her way across the room.
Ā Ā Ā Ā ā oh YOU KNOW ME ! canāt complain ! ā she took a moment to just relax in her motherās arms. it had been far too long, even by TIME LORD standards, since sheād last had this opportunity.Ā ā itās good to see you. are youā¦how have you BEEN ? ā
Thereās an almost imperceptible pauseĀ as she inhaled and her smile set properly with a low chuckle. āOhā¦fending off students who try a bit too hardā¦running from palace guardsā¦selling artifacts on the black marketā¦a bit frayed by the students but over all been a good week Iād say. Where are we now?...ā Reaching into her pocket she retrieved a crisp leather bound journal, a contrast to the tattered old blue thing she could have been attributed with in earlier years. She flipped through the very first few pages thoughtfully.
What I love most about River, I will say, is her absolute fortitude and humour in the face of what is, objectively, an utterly terrible life ā more or less an orphan, raised to be evil, has spent an incredible amount of time in prison, and her husband is a mostly absent maniac who occasionally looks like Colin Baker. I mean, things are really pretty tough for her. Itās that contrast ā the jolly, fearless, sexual outer shell of River, compared to what we know sheās been through, and what we always, always know sheāll go through at the end ā that really appeals to me writing the character. She canāt possibly be that jolly when sheās alone. And sheās spent more than enough time in solitary confinement. No wonder she wants to let loose once in a while. I think thatās what attracts her and the Doctor, the universeās loneliest man. They have an amazing amount in common. āI am neverā, she broods. āAs brave as I pretend to be. And sometimes I think heās the only person in the universe who is.ā River is condemned to love someone she cannot fully have, and who amongst us doesnāt know what that feels like? But it doesnāt stop her shimmying into a knock-out gown, shaking out that glorious hair and fighting the good fight shoulder to shoulder with the Doctor whenever he comes to call; mostly by kicking the nearest ass most in need of kicking at any given moment. After all, as she says to Amy Pond, her mum (eye-roll), āwhen youāre in love with a lonely God, one does oneās best to hide the damageā. Plus, sheās the only person allowed to criticise his driving. In real life, the character has massively benefited by being played by a woman with the power, beauty, wisdom and charisma of Alex Kingston ā and if youāve ever been in a room with her, youāll know exactly what I mean. She makes the younger popsies look positively insipid. Look at the āHusbands of River Songā: there hasnāt been more crackling middle-aged sexual tension on BBC1 on Christmas day since Den handed Angie the divorce papers.
The Legends of River song Author Jenny T Colgan- Why I love writing River Song
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