Hey there, friendly followers!

loupmalin:

A long time ago, in a fandom far, far away…

wait, no.

So, true story.  I’m old. Not old-old, just older than most Tumblrers (that’s a word now).  When I first joined this site, lo, these many months ago, I didn’t know how to tumblr.  I’ve gotten better at it, and realized that my sideblog and my main blog are basically the same exact thing and I need to consolidate because running both of these things at the same time is dumb and pointless.

So, over the next week or so, I’m going to be moving everything over to my main blog: loup-malin.tumblr.com. If you don’t already follow me over there, please consider doing so!  All my fics will be moved over there, as well as my queue and random musings on life.

TL:DR - follow my main blog (pretty please), because this one is going away soon.  Thanks!

Loup

Hey there, friendly followers!

A long time ago, in a fandom far, far away…

wait, no.

So, true story.  I’m old. Not old-old, just older than most Tumblrers (that’s a word now).  When I first joined this site, lo, these many months ago, I didn’t know how to tumblr.  I’ve gotten better at it, and realized that my sideblog and my main blog are basically the same exact thing and I need to consolidate because running both of these things at the same time is dumb and pointless.

So, over the next week or so, I’m going to be moving everything over to my main blog: loup-malin.tumblr.com. If you don’t already follow me over there, please consider doing so!  All my fics will be moved over there, as well as my queue and random musings on life.

TL:DR - follow my main blog (pretty please), because this one is going away soon.  Thanks!

Loup

A Moment In Time

gallifreyanathearts:

Rating: Teen

Pairings: Ten x Rose, mentions of Nine x Rose

Beta: Loupmalin

Summary: “When Rose Tyler was 19, she met Dr. John Smith. He was almost twice her age, grumpy, and loud. Nothing like what she would usually look for in a bloke. How could she not fall in love with him? “

Six years later John dies, leaving Rose a widow with a child . She struggles to overcome life as a single parent, until she meets the Doctor, the father of a girl in her son’s class.

Chapter: Chapter 4

Prologue      Chapter 1     Chapter 2     Chapter 3

Read on:          AO3           Fanfiction.net      

Chapter Summary: The Doctor comes up with a plan that might make Rose forgive him, whilst Rose and Jack pay John’s grave a visit.

Warnings: This chapter bears a trigger warning for mentions of someone having a miscarriage. If you are triggered by this, but still want to read the chapter send me an ask or fanmail.

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fic!badminton - coauthored with myprvvalentine for Doctor Who Fest 2014 (1/?)

loup-malin:

Title: We’ll get back to you on that…

Disclaimer: We own nothing, Jon Snow.  

Pairing: Ten/Donna, Twelve/Clara

Summary: Twelve and Clara are stranded without their TARDIS and are in need of rescue.  Ten and Donna are just trying to take a leisure trip to see Nessie, but they’re pulled off course and don’t know why…

Note: Co-authored with the absolutely wonderful myprvvalentine for the Doctor Who Fest, Team Allons-y!!  She wrote the Twelve/Clara sections, I wrote the Ten/Donna ones.  You are the best, myprv!!

His head was spinning, the disorientation causing all of his senses to block out the rest of the world. This was all too familiar. The Doctor blinked against the light, trying to reset his senses and get an idea of where they were. He inhaled, his Time Lord senses quickly processing the air. Breathable, 78 % nitrogen, 21 % oxygen… Earth air. Good. Above him, he saw grey skies, a biting wind seeping through his coat. Working through these checkpoints one by one helped him, slowly unblocking his time senses.

“Doctor?”

The voice interrupted his thoughts, followed by a small hand placed on his shoulders. He shot up, the grey of the sky quickly changing into an all too familiar scenery. His first instinct is to run, to grab the hand on his shoulder and go far away, because this is not good. But something in the back of his mind stops him. He… can’t run. He takes another deep breath, relaxing and letting his time senses recalibrate.

“Doctor, please, what happened? Where are we?”

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I didn’t go off on my husband yesterday…

But maybe I should have?  Dour feminism under the cut.

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