fic: give my gun away [part one]

[martyr4mylove4u]

give my gun away. Doctor Who. ~3000 words. sort of, vaguely a TARDIS orgy, eventually. The sky is perfect in the desert. A picture postcard of a world, Amy the only point of red on the horizon but for the blood across the sand.

notes: this is the Who mafia au that I have been working on since the start of the series. It is currently in its art

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[corleones]

You, my dear friend are a master wordsmith and this is easily one of my favourite things you've ever written even though certain dramatic choices that you make are incredibly, er, painful to read.

My favourite lines are

Vincent asks Amy to marry him three times.

There are six rounds in a standard revolver.

and There are stories that they tell about the Doctor and his friends but they are not stories for children.

Those three and the very, very last one (ouch) sound rather Gaiman-esque to me. Ugh, this is just gorgeous and I'm going to stop pretending I can be coherent about this fic.

[corleones]

I was trying to figure out which fic of yours specifically felt so Gaiman-esque and then I realized it was this. This fic sounds more like you and more like the stories that you will write someday than anything else I have read.

And it is wonderful. And you are wonderful.

And they are going to be such wonderful stories.