I may have made this more shippy then I should have. But I honestly couldn’t help it. I happened to find the perfect secret life pictures of Billie to go along and I just had to make it as shippy as possible. Especially with a fantastic kiss!
To be honest though when Twelve in Extremis started his whole “I don’t believe much, I’m not sure I believe anything, but right now, belief is all I am.” I was suddenly transported back to Ten and The Satan Pit and “If I believe in one thing—just one thing—I believe in her.”
Lying on a bench at the edge of the basketball court,
looking up at the sky with only a thin blanket to keep her warm, eighteen year
old Rose Tyler treasured her solitude.
Her day had started bad with a missed alarm, and got worse from
there. After a shouting match with her
mother, she’d grabbed her favorite blanket and headed outside. Given that it was late February, she was
alone with her thoughts.
Staring up at the sky, she couldn’t help but wish for
Notes: OK, so this is the first of my prompt fills for my Milestone Fic Giveaway (from a couple of months ago). Sorry it’s taken me so long to get to them! Nancy, I know this is probably not quite what you were expecting (and there’s a wee bit more than there was supposed to be, ahem, sorry!) but I hope you like it anyway! Thanks so much for all your support!
Just a few housekeeping things- the fi is c a LOT longer than I intended so I’ve decided this will also double as my @timepetalsprompts fic for the week, for the ficlet prompt ‘frustration’. There are actually two more chapters of about the same or shorter length, so if people (especially you, Nancy!) are interested, I’ll post them. :) The silliness ran away with me here, so I’ll understand either way.
Oh, and to those who are worried, there are no illicit drugs in this fic! It’s all very innocent. LOL.
And now, I present to you….Frustrated Inspiration! Now complete! Parts 2 and 3 available on all sites below!
“Ah, it certainly looks like chocolate, it smells like chocolate and even tastes like chocolate, but I assure you, Dearest Lady of the Fluffy Very Shrunken Tunic, that it is indeed edible Inspiration, and it is my most humble honour to guard it.”
“Fluffy shrunken…oh, my jumper.” She waved her hand dismissively. “Right, never mind that- what’s in it, then? This inspiration?”
“Alas, that is a secret known only to the Inspirators Most High, the Guardians of Gabble, the Lords of the Lingo, the Counts of Creativity. It is made in secret on the first night of the month of Opening and distributed throughout the land in secret, O She Of the Fluffy Pink Quite Small Tunic ,Whose Fluffiness is Unsurpassed Through the Ages.”
She sighed. “You been sniffin’ this stuff on the job, then?”
look at this gif. just look at this. there’s a little moment when rose falls and her hair also falls through the doctor’s lip and he gives his breath. then closes his eyes. opens and looks at her. all the desire. all the love. and she breathes. this is not what you do when holding a friend. there’s an absolutely a sexual desire. and if this wasn’t a show for all ages, we would see more of it. even the doctor remembers this scene when he sees a blonde girl dancing. dancing has nothing to do with this scene. but dancing has a passion. and so as this.