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calufraxStory: ours is not a love song (your heart is not the beat)
Author: biggrstaffbunch
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2,455
Author's Summary: "Reunions, you're told, are never easy." Rose comes back to the doctor, but there are things that they both have to re-learn. Five times the doctor wondered if it was worth it, and one time he didn't have to question at all.
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Rose, Jack
Warnings: non-graphic sex
Recced because: The language here is gorgeous, full of unexpected and elegant turns of phrase. Writing in the second person is risky, but the author here pulls it off skillfully. It's not your average schmoopy post-Doomsday reunion story. The Doctor has Rose back, but nothing about this relationship is easy. The characters' regrets and questions are achingly believable, but so is the whisper of hope at the end. Bittersweet and beautiful, this story belongs at the top of your reading list right now.
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Rose moves against you like she's dreamt of it for ages, but when she opens her eyes, they're wet and dark and disconnected. Fathoms deep and faraway, so filtered you can barely see yourself reflected back. What does it mean, you wonder, that you can see futures and pasts and planets and possibilities but you can't catch your own face in Rose's gaze? Time has the tendency to fall apart in ways calenders can't encapsulate. Suns burn and seasons turn and years unfold on the whims of madmen.
Author: biggrstaffbunch
Rating: Teen
Word Count: 2,455
Author's Summary: "Reunions, you're told, are never easy." Rose comes back to the doctor, but there are things that they both have to re-learn. Five times the doctor wondered if it was worth it, and one time he didn't have to question at all.
Characters/Pairings: Ten/Rose, Jack
Warnings: non-graphic sex
Recced because: The language here is gorgeous, full of unexpected and elegant turns of phrase. Writing in the second person is risky, but the author here pulls it off skillfully. It's not your average schmoopy post-Doomsday reunion story. The Doctor has Rose back, but nothing about this relationship is easy. The characters' regrets and questions are achingly believable, but so is the whisper of hope at the end. Bittersweet and beautiful, this story belongs at the top of your reading list right now.
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Rose moves against you like she's dreamt of it for ages, but when she opens her eyes, they're wet and dark and disconnected. Fathoms deep and faraway, so filtered you can barely see yourself reflected back. What does it mean, you wonder, that you can see futures and pasts and planets and possibilities but you can't catch your own face in Rose's gaze? Time has the tendency to fall apart in ways calenders can't encapsulate. Suns burn and seasons turn and years unfold on the whims of madmen.
