bookishandi:

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hi again, same anon with the proposal question. This is the line that's confusing me: "He closes his eyes and there’s another deluge of sensory memory, Rose sitting on this couch, in this exact spot, while he knelt in front of her. Nerves were ravaging his stomach because he was afraid she would reject him or send him away ..."
- Anonymous

Ohhhhh, yeah, no though, that’s a reference to one of the Girl in the Fireplace Bootlegs. Specifically this one. And specifically this section:

The Doctor is anything but tired, the very heart of him afire with the need to crawl onto the couch on top of her, feel her nails scrape across his back as he covers her body with his own and buries himself between her legs. She’s looking at him, her honey-colored eyes warm, but she’s not reaching for him, and he’s going to wait — he’s not going to rush things, not going to push faster than she needs to go. 

He stays on his knees in front of her. I am, he tells himself very deliberately, a patient man. 

“I was sorely tempted by your other strappy heeled sandal-things in the closet, the pink ones — they would’ve looked brilliant with my suit — but I made a better choice today and went with the trainers. I could run a marathon,” he retorts, plucking her hand away from his cheek and bringing it to his mouth, resting his lips against her open palm. Ever-so-quietly, her breath catches.

Here it is, the familiar rush of nerves filling the pit of the Doctor’s stomach. Worry that Rose will kick him away, push him out; the nagging thought that she isn’t truly ready to forgive him yet. He studies her face – her full lips, parted just a little, as though she wants to taste something; pupils, enormous and dark; round cheeks, pink and warm. 

CONTINUITY JAMIE CONTINUITY
- claravoyant

ALL APPROPRIATE CONTINUITY IS THERE, CAAAATE!

‘HANGOVER’ COMES BEFORE ‘HUMAN NATURE’ BECAUSE JOANIE IS TURNING 1 IN ‘HANGOVER’ AND TURNING 2 IN ‘HUMAN NATURE’ SO OF COURSE SHE WOULD HAVE THE RING FROM ‘HANGOVER’ ON IN ‘HUMAN NATURE’ AND IN ‘HUMAN NATURE’ WE JUST NEVER MENTIONED HOW SHE GOT IT, SOMETIMES WE LEAVE OURSELVES OPENINGS FOR STORIES WE HAVEN’T WRITTEN YET

LIKE HOW JOANIE’S BIRTH HASN’T BEEN WRITTEN BUT SHE STILL EXISTS

hi there, I'm a bit confused - I just finished reading the Hangover Split Album (wonderful btw), and I seem to recall something about the Doctor proposing at their flat, mentioned the Human Nature EP ... is that not right, did I read it wrong?
- Anonymous

Oh my god, anon. You can’t do things like that to me, then I send super panicked texts to Allison. But I was pretty positive we didn’t mention the proposal, because it was deliberate, the not mentioning the proposal, I think. She has her ring in the Human Nature EP, but we don’t mention how she got it at all, and, in fact, I just threw it in there on a whim in the middle of that round, and then prayed Allison didn’t punch me. 

There is, however, a paragraph that mentions living rooms and the ring. Maybe that’s what tripped you up? 

Rose nods and moves for the kitchen door, the one that leads to the backyard instead of the house because she’s afraid of what she’ll find if she goes through the living room. She turns back to Donna at the last second, fingers twisting the engagement ring on her finger, thinking of vows they haven’t said yet and how she feels them just the same.


I NEED YOU TO EXPLAIN THIS TO ME, AND ALSO POSSIBLY PROVIDE A SEDATIVE

Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part Four

gallifreyburning:

Here we go, on to the final leg of this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis. (I think I’m mixing sports metaphors, but whatever.) If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two and Part Three. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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The Doctor’s staring at Rose like he expects her to have some sort of answer.

What is she supposed to say? That she’s happy they aren’t married? That’s not true. They don’t need the vows to keep them together – they’re both in this for the long haul, there’s no doubt in her mind. But there’s a spark of want in Rose’s chest when she thinks about being properly married to the Doctor, about people calling him Mr. Tyler. The idea of a wedding band on his ring finger, one that she put there, makes her mouth dry and her heart thump, makes her want to climb right into his lap and stake a claim to the rest of his body, too.

The Doctor’s not the kind of man who abides by the trappings of religion or culture, and neither is Rose. She doesn’t necessarily want the fancy ceremony with a priest and cathedral and big white dress. This wasn’t the way she wanted to marry him, either, in Vegas and stoned and without remembering a single moment of it, but at a certain point … what if it’s the only wedding they ever have?

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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3

gallifreyburning:

To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.

“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.

“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”

“Drop the sarcasm.”

“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”

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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3

gallifreyburning:

To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.

“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.

“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”

“Drop the sarcasm.”

“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”

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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 3
gallifreyburning:

To absolutely no one’s shock and surprise, this round of Gallifrey Records fic tennis has grown long enough to necessitate a third post. If you need to catch up, here are Part One and Part Two. Savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records” to get off this crazy ride. Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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The silence on the other end of the Doctor’s call is deafening. A soft shuffling sound breaks it, finally, like the Master is rearranging himself – apparently locked inside the boot of a car somewhere.

“How’d you get this phone?” the Master asks, his tone cold and measured.

“Found it in America, of all places. Didn’t know Toclafane was releasing its prototype tech to the Yanks.”

“Drop the sarcasm.”

“This is your doing,” the Doctor snaps. “All of it. The memory loss, the wild antics, you had one of your hired monkeys pretend to be our driver and escort us around town, pushing us exactly where you wanted us to go, right into the most compromising situations you could manage. What was it? Rufis in the champagne?”

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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2

allrightfine:

As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’spart one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.

Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.

“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”

The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.

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Gallifrey Records - The Hangover Split Album: Part 2

allrightfine:

As we do, this round of Galilfrey Records fic tennis has reached a second post. To catch up, there’s part one. To skip the drinking and stay in instead, savior “fic tennis” or “gallifrey records.” Our most excellent prompt for this go-round is courtesy of the fantastically talented and generous littlewhomouse!

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There’s absolutely nowhere to leg it, they’d be swallowed up by desert terrain in a matter of yards, and having to explain an airlift rescue operation and an apparent wedding to Rose seems like a little too much for him to handle.

Maybe just one or the other, and only if she’s feeling charitable.

“Listen, mate,” the Doctor says. “I seem to have lost my wallet.”

The driver’s face turns murderous and he reaches for the door handle.

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