Title: Like Little Lies
by MuseDePandora (see:
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Also, this: (whole paragraph copy-paste, sorry)
"What are you laughing about? That wasn't funny! Know what else that wasn't? That was certainly not tiny or little or any sort of mild," he rebuked. Despite the fact that her face was full of hair, her wrist was bleeding from where the handcuff had dug in during the fall, and the ground around them was littered with burning debris, River Song smiled like an angel.
"Oops," she said.
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(Oh, and my prompt could just as easily have said River/any Doctor, so this totally counts as a fill. ;))
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Thanks so much for reading and letting me know you enjoyed it!
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Anyway, this was all sorts of good fun to read, funny and character-y as ever with you. I did like particularly Ten reflecting on how nice it was to do something fun amidst his long dark spell and this:
Yet, he still did it. He'd probably do it again. She was just too interesting to not get pulled back in. That was scary, since it felt a lot like destiny. It was also brilliant, because it felt a little bit like freedom.
struck me as oddly poignant and very right--a unexpected moment of insight in a mostly lighter piece.
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I'm very happy that you found this fun to read. Thank you for saying it was character-y. Also, I'm happy that you liked his statement about this being fun during his dark spell toward the end of his time as Ten. I'm also thrilled that you thought that bit of insight from Ten felt right and poignant. I thought there needed to be something a bit deeper, about him thinking about what it means that he's there with River after the Library, because even when the Doctor is laughing or smiling or joking, I don't see him as forgetting his melancholy thoughts completely. Anyway, I'm glad you liked that.
Thank you for saving this story to read after your little hiatus and then leaving me a really lovely comment! I really appreciate your feedback.
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Oh . . . meh? Absolutely you should let it be Ten if it wants to be Ten. *has a history of going wildly off-prompt* The way I look at it is this: if I have something very specific that I want to see, I write it myself. Or, at the very least, if I thought I wouldn't be able to do it justice, I would write a very detailed prompt so that it was clear that I wanted to see this very specific thing. But the vast majority of prompts I put out I figure you have to just think of as scattering seeds, or sparks, or what have you: you have no real control over what you're going to get back--you're more or less just sending things out in the hope that *something* will grow from it. The real point is to write, to have some fun, to be a part of this community, and to end up with a good story. Prompts are like a little bit of good will: GO! WRITE THINGS ( ... )
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