The blatant proof was your lips touching mine in the photobooth. Ten II/Rose (R)
The Doctor uses his torchwood ID to cut Rose a large piece of sponge cake and white icing smears across the goofy grin that sits there on the card. 1, 032 words.

A/N: not only is this not Inception fic, but it's also not angsty :O

Written for challenge 47 at then_theres_us


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The Best Soy-Latte That You Ever Had (And Me) Ten II/Rose, PG, post-Journey's End.
They hold hands and stare; their faces leaning forward into the steam of their beverages while underneath the table their feet have lost their shoes and are busy playing footsy with one-another. 1, 310.

Written for challenge 41 at then_theres_us


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I Saw Lightning. Ten/Rose (G)
Her nightdress is thin and made more for show than comfort, but she wanted to impress the empty bed, and pretend for a little while that she wasn’t alone, and that he wasn’t stuck on the wrong side of a great divide. She leans against the wall and lets her mind wander. 1, 068 words.
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Hard Times for Dreamers, Ten/Rose, R,  AU of 'Einstein’s Dreams' by Alan Lightman.
Come morning, John Smith will wake up on the ground, sweating, tangled up in his sheets, and trying ever so desperately to cling on to the dream and the face of the falling girl.  On his way to the office he will buy a bouquet of roses, but he will not know why. 3, ( Read more... )

SO the Doctor Who finale was amazing, and I can't even put it into words how much I loved it, which is why there's no post lol. So today I was looking at pictures, and I got bored, and then I opened photoshop, and it just spiralled from there :)


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Home. Ten/Rose (PG)  inspired by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros.
She doesn’t complain when he lies down next to her, and in the morning, if she sees him watching her sleep as though she’s the greatest spectacle in the entire universe, she doesn’t call him on it. 1, 055.

Written for challenge 36 at then_theres_us

( Laugh until we think we'll die, barefoot on a summer night Never could be sweeter than with you. And in the streets you run afree, like it's only you and me. Geeze, you're something to see. )

But if the bright lights don't recieve you (you should turn yourself around and come on home) Ten/Rose (G)
In another time, in another place, on another planet, instead of a field of flowers, there’s a field of lights. What the Doctor doesn't know yet, is that he's allergic to them. 1, 896 words.

Written for challenge 35 at then_theres_us


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Before the taking of toast and tea. Ten II/Rose (PG)
She mixes the batter, by the light of the streetlamp that sits beyond the garden fence. Twirling the spoon around the thick substance until it’s smooth, licking the excess off of the spoon as soon as it’s all separated and eventually put into the oven. She can’t sleep, but what she doesn’t ( Read more... )

Hold me close, and hold me fast. Ten/Rose (G)
It’s the winter of 1964, and they’re standing in the freezing cold outside of an American theatre because the Doctor insists on taking Rose to see all of his favourite films in the year that they were released. 1, 266 words.

Written for challenge 34 at then_theres_us (2nd place!)
set somewhere pre-doomsday.


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5 Times the Doctor and Rose got caught out in a snowstorm....(and one time they didn't.) Ten/Rose, Ten II/Rose, R.

“It’s like the stars are falling.” She whispers, because somehow in the silence of the snowflakes, speaking loudly seems wrong. Like they’re in a giant library at the heart of a kingdom made of ice, and she doesn’t want to be told off ( Read more... )