December Drabbles, take... whatever!
Nov. 27th, 2020 12:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Figured I’d try this again since I’m sure af not traveling this December. I have no idea where to post about it but if anyone should see it here...
Whosoever wants a drabble, comment here with a:
1. fandom (pretty much restricted to Doctor Who but I’m willing to try anything I’ve watched)
2. character(s)/pairing
3. a word or phrase prompt
and you'll get a shiny 100 words. You can specify if you want it naughty or not as well. 💙💙
And if you’d like to read the past drabbles, you can check them out at https://archiveofourown.org/works/1945596
Whosoever wants a drabble, comment here with a:
1. fandom (pretty much restricted to Doctor Who but I’m willing to try anything I’ve watched)
2. character(s)/pairing
3. a word or phrase prompt
and you'll get a shiny 100 words. You can specify if you want it naughty or not as well. 💙💙
And if you’d like to read the past drabbles, you can check them out at https://archiveofourown.org/works/1945596
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Date: 2020-11-28 06:57 pm (UTC)I've kind of stopped watching DW (no real explanation why!) so I'd like something with any of Doctors Nine through Twelve.
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Date: 2020-11-28 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-12-03 06:38 pm (UTC)What is this place? The blankness has no answer.
He calls hello several times and is met with silence.
Eventually a figure takes vague shape. A leather lapel, close cropped hair. Oh, there’s no mistaking the ears. His past self smiles blurrily.
Why am I here?
You know.
But it’s not… I’m still. He points behind him. He can sense... tweed. He has a new ginger best friend.
Yep. We are still. And you’re not gone. Just here until he needs us.
More takes shape in the mist. Memories. His story. And no, it’s not over yet. Not by half.