Fluff FAIL this wayvail_kagamiOctober 24 2009, 09:22:56 UTC
The alarm clock would have woken Owen at six AM if, indeed, he had still been asleep. As it was, he had been staring at the ceiling for an hour already - or at least in the general direction where he assumed the ceiling to be in the dark
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Fluff FAIL Nr. 2vail_kagamiOctober 26 2009, 08:29:57 UTC
Jack sighed contently, leaning back against the Doctor and into the long, slender fingers combing through his hair. “Ah…” he sighed. “You do that very well.”*
The doctor leaned in and kissed Jack’s cheek. “That’s only because I love you so much. If you were someone I hated, I’d pull out your hair.”
Jack knew that, and strangely it made him feel even better. He didn’t get his hair pulled out, so the Doctor did, indeed, love him. Or at least he didn’t hate him.
With a smile, he rose from his position at the Doctor’s feet and turned, leaning in to press his beloved against the back of the couch. “Let me show you just how much I love you,” he said, just before claiming the Time Lord’s lips with the sweetest kiss ever.
“How could you do that?” she screams at him the moment they are back in the TARDIS. “They wanted to surrender! They weren’t a threat!”
“They were my enemies.” His voice is cold, uncaring. He doesn’t look at her but at the console, his mind already planning the next step, already moving on from the carnage they left behind. “They had their chance and didn’t take it.”
“All they wanted was to be free. They didn’t deserve to die for that!”
“I didn’t like their methods.” He seems distracted by the controls of his ship and she wonders if they are already on the way to their next stop on this journey of terror.
“Well, I don’t like yours,” she snaps. “Does that make your enemy too?”
He turns slowly, and as he looks at her, contemplating, she wishes she’d never said anything at all.
Mordred has grow quickly, but he did not realise how tall he’s become until he stands before Arthur for the first time in ten years. Arthur seems happy enough to see him, recalls, in whispered conversations, the day he saved Mordred from losing his head but doesn’t mention the day he led his knights to the camp to kill Mordred’s people on his father’s order.
It’s hard not to hate him for it, but it’s just as hard not to love him. Mordred thinks of Morgana’s stories, told with affection and fond exasperation. He wishes, for a moment, that he ad not yet made up his mind.
When he returns the smile, his gaze falls on Emrys, standing behind his king as always, and there is no fondness to be found in the warlock’s eyes, just suspicion, a warning. Mordred smiles at him too, and turns to follow Arthur out into the field, the light reflected by the king’s armour almost leaving him blind.
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The Sweetest Thing
Give me some fluff!
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The doctor leaned in and kissed Jack’s cheek. “That’s only because I love you so much. If you were someone I hated, I’d pull out your hair.”
Jack knew that, and strangely it made him feel even better. He didn’t get his hair pulled out, so the Doctor did, indeed, love him. Or at least he didn’t hate him.
With a smile, he rose from his position at the Doctor’s feet and turned, leaning in to press his beloved against the back of the couch. “Let me show you just how much I love you,” he said, just before claiming the Time Lord’s lips with the sweetest kiss ever.
*) Shameless Star Trek quotation. I'm sorry.
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“They were my enemies.” His voice is cold, uncaring. He doesn’t look at her but at the console, his mind already planning the next step, already moving on from the carnage they left behind. “They had their chance and didn’t take it.”
“All they wanted was to be free. They didn’t deserve to die for that!”
“I didn’t like their methods.” He seems distracted by the controls of his ship and she wonders if they are already on the way to their next stop on this journey of terror.
“Well, I don’t like yours,” she snaps. “Does that make your enemy too?”
He turns slowly, and as he looks at her, contemplating, she wishes she’d never said anything at all.
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Scary Doctor is scary.
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Lovely icon!♥
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It’s hard not to hate him for it, but it’s just as hard not to love him. Mordred thinks of Morgana’s stories, told with affection and fond exasperation. He wishes, for a moment, that he ad not yet made up his mind.
When he returns the smile, his gaze falls on Emrys, standing behind his king as always, and there is no fondness to be found in the warlock’s eyes, just suspicion, a warning. Mordred smiles at him too, and turns to follow Arthur out into the field, the light reflected by the king’s armour almost leaving him blind.
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