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hisoldgirl
She knows what you’re doing.
She knew the moment you came in the door. She knew as you stood at the console, staring at a blank spot and contemplating your own death. She knew.
“No,” you had said, and you pulled a lever, sending yourself and her elsewhere. Anywhere. Somewhere that wasn’t your current fate. Somewhere that would keep you alive and safe.
Because when it comes down to it, that’s what you were convinced you were doing.
But she knows better.
She sees the recklessness of your actions. She waits patiently as you run from adventure to adventure, spinning faster and faster like a toy on its last bit of wind-up. You’re burning yourself up like you would burn up a star to say goodbye.
You tell her that you’re living as much as you can before you go.
She tells you that you’re not really going. You’re only changing, and you’ve changed before.
You may be fooling yourself, but you’re not fooling her. She’s known you too long.
You’re terrified, petrified of what’s going to take you out. This incarnation is too stubborn, too selfish, to self-bloody-righteous to just let something else take you out. You’re going to burn, and you’re going to be the one to do it.
She knows this.
She can’t stop you.
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 218
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She knows what you’re doing.
She knew the moment you came in the door. She knew as you stood at the console, staring at a blank spot and contemplating your own death. She knew.
“No,” you had said, and you pulled a lever, sending yourself and her elsewhere. Anywhere. Somewhere that wasn’t your current fate. Somewhere that would keep you alive and safe.
Because when it comes down to it, that’s what you were convinced you were doing.
But she knows better.
She sees the recklessness of your actions. She waits patiently as you run from adventure to adventure, spinning faster and faster like a toy on its last bit of wind-up. You’re burning yourself up like you would burn up a star to say goodbye.
You tell her that you’re living as much as you can before you go.
She tells you that you’re not really going. You’re only changing, and you’ve changed before.
You may be fooling yourself, but you’re not fooling her. She’s known you too long.
You’re terrified, petrified of what’s going to take you out. This incarnation is too stubborn, too selfish, to self-bloody-righteous to just let something else take you out. You’re going to burn, and you’re going to be the one to do it.
She knows this.
She can’t stop you.
Muse: The Doctor (Ten)
Fandom: Doctor Who
Word Count: 218
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It's always struck me as being very hard for her when he regenerates, because she both grieves and welcomes him and this is such a great piece at capturing how she knows what's going to happen, even if she doesn't want it to.
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<3<3
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Though it's actually sort of poetic. He didn't want to leave, so he took her -- or at least, his version of her -- with him. So they'll always be together somewhere inside his head now.
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Stupid romantic Time Lords, making me get all choked up.
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I'm still hoping for an episode dedicated to the Doctor and TARDIS' love for one another. Preferably where she isn't blowing up.
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Seriously. So seriously. They were already nominated in the not-quite-a-romance category of that awards show last year!
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Someone needs to let me write an episode /cracks knuckles IT'LL BE BEAUTIFUL. They can listen to the stars sing together while his companions get lost looking for the swimming pool
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I APPROVE OF THIS IDEA. I actually keep meaning to write this episode-like story I had in my head about the TARDIS getting stuck as a human for a while...but time. TIME IS APPARENTLY THE BOSS OF ME.
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