There Will Come Soft Rains, Nine/Rose, G

“You came for her. You came to wake her.” Rose smiles., 2272

NOTE: This was written for challenge 25. I was unable to post yesterday, thanks to the internet crashing, but the moderators said I could post it simply for enjoyment.

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universe in my palm
Nine/Rose, PG13, 4,115 words, auish? i suppose
In whatever improbabilities two such people might ever have a relationship (or the skeletal structure of), they’d somehow found their lucky throw, but it wasn’t anything special.

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hypothetically speaking, Rose/Ten, G

A loud rattling of chains and glass drew her attention upward and she stared incredulously as the Doctor clung to one of the chandeliers, swinging it in ever widening arcs towards the next one, sonic screwdriver clenched in his teeth., 2,175

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Caterpillar. Rose/Ten, PG-ish, Challenge 25 (photos.) This is set just after the Doctor's regeneration into Ten.

One side-effect of traveling so long is that you begin to see patterns in things: drips and swirls of ice-cream, bootprints in snow, grooves in the Victrola.

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kissing polaris, Rose/Ten II, PG-13

She giggles, her hand on the back of his neck, her fingers combing through his hair. He continues to her other shoulder and across her chest, naming stars as he begins to pull her dress down: Betelgeuse, Sirius, Regulus, and even the entire constellation of Virgo moving slowly over her stomach., 608

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the rose nebula, ten/rose, G

The lights of the city are reflected in her hazel eyes but there are also beads of moisture clinging to every strand of blonde hair, every mascara blackened eyelash, every inch of skin and skerrick of fabric covering her. As they catch the light from the stars she sparkles, his own personal constellation. 1341

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