Orphan Black + YouTube (insp.*)

10 hours ago with 1020 notes (betchilds source clonefusion)
#ob

thebadddestwolf:

In the end, it’s easier than he thought it would be.

He was nervous, at first; timelines were shifting and his atoms still settling and the taste of her kiss lingering on his lips. But that night it all becomes so simple, when they collapse in bed and he threads his leg through hers, a few stray grains of sand coarse against her soft skin.

He kisses her and brushes away phantom grains on her cheek, the ones that stuck there all those years ago when she’d choked out the words he couldn’t yet say back.

Now they flow out of him like water from a brand-new 900-year-old stone.

After that, it’s life. There are twists and turns but she’s always there; his constant, his guiding star, his beacon, his anchor. His hand to hold.

There’s lager and credentials. Denim and adventures. Nappies and broken dishes. Football matches and flat tires. Beach holidays and training wheels and paracetamol and half-marathons and wrinkle cream and graduations and always, always, her. 

There’s 11 grains of sand in a tiny glass vile at the bottom of his sock drawer.

There’s one life, spent with her.

There’s all he ever wanted.


allegoricalrose:

Oh, just Nine and Rose with Shakespeare. Rose in an Elizabethan dress. Fending off Shakespeare’s advances. Nine soliloquising about how he’ll “have her but…won’t keep her long." Nine and Rose hugging on the jump seat. Rose telling Nine no one will ever forget him. No biggie. 

-(from DWM 364)


2 days ago with 1170 notes (tinytmas source tatlmaslany)
#tmas

this-puppy-flies:

pinchtheprincess:

this-puppy-flies:

#Things Rose says about Tentoo when she’s drunk

based on (x)


# fanart  # i am dying  # cause she sooooo would  # and then she would cry about his perfect hair  # and his beautiful sideburns  # and his ridiculous freckles  # and just his adorable smile  # and how he holds her hand and tells her he loves her  # and rose just cries and cries about this man in her life  # cause she would never think this would be her life  # having this wonderful impossible man who would give her the universe  # also he has a rocking ass  # and that’s when she starts drunk dialing the doctor  # and he saves all these messages to blackmail her later  # but the blackmail is basically rose making him tea and playing with his hair  # so really it’s not that big of a deal to her  # :d  # tentoo x rose  (taggy goodness tinyconfusion) 

this-puppy-flies:

pinchtheprincess:

this-puppy-flies:

#Things Rose says about Tentoo when she’s drunk

based on (x)

# fanart  # i am dying  # cause she sooooo would  # and then she would cry about his perfect hair  # and his beautiful sideburns  # and his ridiculous freckles  # and just his adorable smile  # and how he holds her hand and tells her he loves her  # and rose just cries and cries about this man in her life  # cause she would never think this would be her life  # having this wonderful impossible man who would give her the universe  # also he has a rocking ass  # and that’s when she starts drunk dialing the doctor  # and he saves all these messages to blackmail her later  # but the blackmail is basically rose making him tea and playing with his hair  # so really it’s not that big of a deal to her  # :d  # tentoo x rose  (taggy goodness tinyconfusion


this-puppy-flies:

#things tentoo says about rose #when he goes out drinking with friends (via tinyconfusion)

based on (x) / Rose’s side (x)

this-puppy-flies:

#things tentoo says about rose #when he goes out drinking with friends (via tinyconfusion)

based on (x) / Rose’s side (x)


Doctor Who Magazine talks to the authors The Stone Rose, The Resurrection Casket, and The Feast of the Drowned
DWM: And how's Rose's relationship with the new Doctor blooming? David Tennant apparently thinks they're 'in love'...
Jaqueline Rayner: Oh, good God, yes!
Justin Richards: You could spend a long time talking about what you mean by 'love', but yes. They're best mates who'd die for each other...
Stephen Cole: They care for each other hugely, but it's so much bigger than just a boyfriend/girlfriend thing...


2 days ago with 626 notes (sanetwin source clonespiracy)
#sarah #ob

fic: slow and steady, 3/3 (adult)

lauraxxtennant:

Ten/Rose, thebadddestwolf's bday fic.

Part One, Part Two

“Are you glad I’m joining in?” the Doctor asked her a little while later, when they were sunbathing on loungers on the beach.

Rose glanced over at him and grinned. “Yep. It’s good to see you so relaxed.” She turned her head away from him, looking out at the sea, and added, “You look happy.”

“I am happy,” he replied. He paused for a moment. “Are you happy?”

Rose laughed. “Very.”

“Good.”

She turned her head back to look at him. “Did you mean what you said earlier? About me seeing you at your most vulnerable?” she asked softly.

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this-puppy-flies:


cadyblack27 and gallifreyburning requested “Stay with me”, Nine/Rose

"Stay with me", he pleads, in a voice she’s never heard before. The words barely escape his throat and leap off from the tongue. S T A Y W I T H M E- each letters plunge to their small death while his fingers swim in a pool of her water. She desperately wants to answer him, yes, I will, I want, I need to. But her mind is in a thick fog of sweetness, eyes heavy, limbs become molasses, all she can do is sustain. 
All I can see is his blue eyes
                                                   ”My head,               is killing me”
She remembers this possibility. All that was, all that could be. She lets herself drown in the golden light, oh, this is what we wanted. Always. Ever since we first held hand and pledged never to let go. Because she is his gravity and he is her air-
And when she comes to, her beloved northern will beam her with the smile she never wanted to see. With little bit of guilt, with little bit of sadness, with little bit of hope, he says his last goodbye, only to say hello, Rose Tyler.

this-puppy-flies:

cadyblack27 and gallifreyburning requested “Stay with me”, Nine/Rose

"Stay with me", he pleads, in a voice she’s never heard before. The words barely escape his throat and leap off from the tongue. S T A Y W I T H M E- each letters plunge to their small death while his fingers swim in a pool of her water. She desperately wants to answer him, yes, I will, I want, I need to. But her mind is in a thick fog of sweetness, eyes heavy, limbs become molasses, all she can do is sustain. 

All I can see is his blue eyes

                                                   ”My head,               is killing me”

She remembers this possibility. All that was, all that could be. She lets herself drown in the golden light, oh, this is what we wanted. Always. Ever since we first held hand and pledged never to let go. Because she is his gravity and he is her air-

And when she comes to, her beloved northern will beam her with the smile she never wanted to see. With little bit of guilt, with little bit of sadness, with little bit of hope, he says his last goodbye, only to say hello, Rose Tyler.


Careful Surrender (14/17)

tenscupcake:

Tenth Doctor/Rose Tyler
Rating: Mature
Words: 7098
Summary: Shaken after the events on Sanctuary Base of Krop Tor and haunted by the memory of losing each other, the Doctor and Rose are driven into each others’ arms. As they begin to tear down the meticulously constructed walls the Doctor has built around their relationship, he is forced to confront the reasons he put them up in the first place. His reluctance to reveal the demons of his past stifles his attempts to open up to her, but he soon realizes his greatest fear is losing her before he finds a way to show her what she means to him. The pair walk a tenuous line on the threshold of emotional and physical intimacy, and though tension runs high and their frustration intensifies, neither of them is entirely prepared for what may happen once they travel beyond the boundaries of friendship.
Warnings: Intense angst, depression, allusions to infidelity.
Disclaimer: Doctor Who (c) BBC.
Author’s notes: I’m so, so sorry. For the delay, and for what’s to come. Just try to remember this is not the end! I took some liberties with unexplored events in this chapter - ones that some may disagree with. Feel free to let me know if something is offensive or to ask me why I interpreted this period of time the way that I did. Once again, I inserted a bit of script into a canon scene that suited my needs and (maybe) piled a little more misery onto the chapter. *runs away*
Many thanks to shutupandlovetennant for the encouragement! c:
AO3: Chapter | Index
Teaspoon: Chapter | Index

Rose didn’t even bother with a shower before stripping off her work clothes and collapsing into bed. Her polka-dot pajamas were still strewn across the empty half of the bed, so she slung the shirt over her head but thought to hell with the damned trousers because she wouldn’t be needing them. It had been another one of those days – eight hours on-site collecting evidence and eyewitness accounts from a supposed Weevil incident. Another four at her office filling out paperwork and helping everyone else with theirs, not to mention all the other pathetic problems that accompany a poor work ethic.

And it was only once the sun had gone down, only moonlight gleaming through the giant windows, when even the last of the overachieving stragglers had called it a night, that she spent another four chasing after her increasingly vain mission. Scouring every hidden room of Torchwood’s secret files, pilfering through government databases on her dad’s computer, even resorting to the Internet now and again, hunched over her own computer with dead eyes. Searching, desperate for information regarding parallel universes, any walls that might exist between them, crossing between them, the void – anything that might clue her in on how she could get back.

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Ice Bucket fic challenge

allegoricalrose:

(via whatwecanfic : see original post here)

Now as much as I’d like to, I can’t MAKE David Tennent dunk himself for charity.  But you know who I CAN drench in ice water?  The Doctor.  In my fic.  

So here’s how this is going to work.You all have 48 hours (not Tennant time!) to either:

  1. post a fic in which David Tennant or one of his characters gets doused in ice water.
  2.  donate $5 to the MDA MLS Ice Bucket Challenge
  3. Politely tell me to stuff it.

Bonus points for smut (always bonus points for smut). No requirements as to length, quality or proper grammar.  All that matters is that you write words that result in a soggy Tennent.  

Tag your fic: #ALS fic challenge

And nominate three more authors. 

Okay, here’s my entry (I’ve also donated): I nominate re-sile, mariechambers, kelkat9, and fadewithfury, mostly because more fic by these authors is ALWAYS a good thing! (also, I’m greedy with four nominations) Obviously, feel free to ignore this or to nominate someone else in your steed: also, please, anyone who wants to write their own fic, even without being tagged, should definitely do so! Just tag it with #ALS fic challenge

Pairing: Ten/Rose

Rating: Teen

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He gawks. Unabashedly.

And with good reason: she’s standing in a three foot high snow drift, powdered flakes lazily drifting down across her eyelashes and clinging like icicles to her hair. It’s the dead of night, the stars are startlingly clear overhead, and the white expanse of space is earsplittingly silent.

Except for the sound of her jacket zipper, descending down her chest.

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this-puppy-flies:

#Things Rose says about Tentoo when she’s drunk

based on (x)

this-puppy-flies:

#Things Rose says about Tentoo when she’s drunk

based on (x)


The Rose Galaxies

rudennotgingr:

Summary: Rose’s choice in dress for a celebration causes the Doctor to cross the boundaries of their relationship.

A/N: Huge thanks to gallifreyslostson for taking a look at this for me, when I was certain I had managed to ruin it. The idea came from this dress I saw posted on tumblr. Basically just…smut. Oops, I did it again. XD

Or Read Here: Teaspoon or Ao3

The Doctor threw his head back, downing the glass of Vordonian wine in one long gulp. It was his tenth serving. He had hoped that at some point the alcohol would numb the fire that had began roaring in his veins the instant he had laid eyes on her. So far, it wasn’t working. Bloody Time Lord biology.

If anything the alcohol was making it worse.

They had arrived at the dressy event separately as per the custom on this particular hunk of rock. He hadn’t bothered with wearing anything different. Why should he? He never had before. So he had meandered around, mingling and tasting the various nibbles, in his usual brown pinstripes complete with his long tan over coat. After all, you never knew when you would need to go running off. Adventures were funny like that.

Anyway, he had been having a rather pleasant time while he waited for Rose to grace him with her presence. He honestly didn’t know what was taking so long. She was bound to look gorgeous no matter what she wore. She always did, in his quite frankly magnificent opinion. Not that he had ever told her that.

And then it happened.

One small tap on his shoulder and he had been done for.

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