I know I'm so Lazy! Doctor Post #1
LSKDJFSLKDF I know. I'm a lazy SOB. I'm reaching the end of the Jed/Oct fanfic 100 and it's got me all excited. I've got a good backlog of Doctor/Doctor, though, though I haven't done too much as of late. Hence, I'm only going to post once per weekend and only three per post. So I can keep the backlog for when I'm in a more Jed/Oct mood. XD
EDIT. Lj is being stupid so it's going to be one per post, three posts per weekend. APOLOGIES.
Title: 002. Love
Pairing: 4th Doctor/5th Doctor
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None other than the basic selfcest.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Fourth Doctor, the Fifth Doctor, or anything Doctor Who.
Comments: I personally like this one. Very much. Really, I like ALL the Doctor/Doctor I've written so far, though it isn't much. Hehe.
Summary: Love is such a strange feeling.
Love is such a strange feeling. It’s like lighting your heart on fire without the pain. Skin burning from the inside, aching for their touch. You want them like any wanton want, but when you get them in your arms all you want to do is hold them there in your arms. It humbles and exalts at the same time, making you feel wanted and yet suffer utter need simultaneously. I want to hold him, making him feel alright, and it makes me soar to know he wants me there.
But, is it narcissistic if you love your future self?
EDIT. Lj is being stupid so it's going to be one per post, three posts per weekend. APOLOGIES.
Title: 002. Love
Pairing: 4th Doctor/5th Doctor
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None other than the basic selfcest.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Fourth Doctor, the Fifth Doctor, or anything Doctor Who.
Comments: I personally like this one. Very much. Really, I like ALL the Doctor/Doctor I've written so far, though it isn't much. Hehe.
Summary: Love is such a strange feeling.
Love is such a strange feeling. It’s like lighting your heart on fire without the pain. Skin burning from the inside, aching for their touch. You want them like any wanton want, but when you get them in your arms all you want to do is hold them there in your arms. It humbles and exalts at the same time, making you feel wanted and yet suffer utter need simultaneously. I want to hold him, making him feel alright, and it makes me soar to know he wants me there.
But, is it narcissistic if you love your future self?