yours to play the part

Jul 03, 2011 23:23

Title: yours to play the part
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eleven/River, peripheral Amy/Rory
Word Count: 1507
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I own no Who, as usual.
Summary:  River, the Doctor, time, and space.
A/N: A very belated entry in the spoiler_song 2010 Holiday Fic Exchange.  My anonymous requester asked for "River/Doctor, cliché," I believe.  My apologies for the ( Read more... )

eleven, doctor who, fanfic, river song

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honeynoir July 8 2011, 20:44:47 UTC
Oh, yay! This is a wonderful, wonderful fic! Fabulous take on the prompt! (I’m pretty sure it was mine, uh, unless someone else requested the same thing I did. And yay for a h/c-ish fic!)

The different scenes are all wonderful, and together they paint a lovely, and perfectly bittersweet, picture of this ‘ship. And the dialogue is perfect.

Her message is better, she thinks, and so is the man she sends it to.

“Keeping an eye on the Daleks for you? Getting you a rope? Buying you paracetamol and jam?”

She has all of time and space at her disposal, and she’s in love with the good wizard to boot. No, she’s not a princess, and that’s just the way she likes it.

I love these lines; they’re so River.

And these say so much about the ship:

Dandelions don’t remind her of anything.

A half an hour later, he’s handcuffed to the dock railing and retching into the ocean below. River alternates between holding his head and shooting withering glances at the milquetoast policeman writing up their crime reports.

Once, that would have been her and him, but tonight she’s content just to sit like this.

Her Doctor looks a young thing, but she knows for all his show he’s tired, too. He can keep going for days, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel it. She’s seen it in his face-an exhaustion that comes not from the body but from the soul and reaches down to the bones. I love it when the Doctor’s actual age gets mentioned, and this is the most poignant way of putting it I’ve seen. <3

“No, River, someone knows. I don’t. I wasn’t here.”
“And thank goodness for that,” she breathes. “What are you thinking of, then?”

an answer to every cliché.
<3<3<3

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ladymercury_10 July 8 2011, 20:58:23 UTC
Oh, I'm so glad you liked it! I'm very sorry it took me so long to get it posted. I'm happy it worked for you, even though it diverged from the prompt a bit. :)

Oh, dear, I've noticed a few typos now that I'm here again. I'll have to have a look at them later, when I have the original text file to compare them to.

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honeynoir July 9 2011, 18:33:42 UTC
I'm very sorry it took me so long to get it posted. I'm happy it worked for you, even though it diverged from the prompt a bit. :)
Oh, don't worry about that! It was a lovely gift to get now. I don't think it diverged, either -- it was hardly a specific prompt. :)

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ladymercury_10 July 9 2011, 18:40:10 UTC
:) I'm glad.

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