Do Fish Have Fingers?

The accidental life and times through space of Sexy, ganger and type 40 TARDIS.

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starlightinhiswakearchives asked: "help (for the drabble thing)"

"I ruined your scarf!" she wailed, once the Doctor had opened the door to her persistent knocking. "I ruined your scarf, but it was an accident, I was supposed to take you to Cambridge which I did, but you weren’t supposed to end up in a time eddy, you were supposed to visit Professor Chronotis, and, and, look at it!"

Sexy held up the unraveled jumble of multicoloured yarn, terribly close to tears as she continued, “and I can’t get ahold of Madam Nostradamus for some reason, which is rubbish, and I can’t just let you wander around without a scarf, but I don’t even have the proper colours anymore! So. So you need to tell me what colours to use, I’ve got loads of maroon and I’ve got turquoise and a bit of peach, but that’s just about it. And. And I suppose this is the point where I properly apologize for what you’ll be wearing, isn’t it?”



turloughoftrion asked: "Protect :D"

She calculated just how much the blaster burn hurt (which was rather much a lot, fancy that), before remarking lazily,”You know what I liked about you at first, Turlough? You were such a nice change of pace, and not just because we hadn’t had a male companion since, well. Never mind. No, no, what I liked about you—what was so refreshing—was that you knew when it was all right to scamper off and save your own skin. S’why I figured it’d be all right if he asked you along, since you wouldn’t remind him too much of, of Adric in that regard.”

Lady gave the ginger Trion a grin, though the expression was short lived before it turned to one of pain. Horrible things, blast wounds, though they’d never been quite as much trouble before she’d had a proper humanoid form to injure. Lying back once more, the TARDIS huffed, “Point is, didn’t have to worry about you killing yourself, much too clever for that, you are. Or were, it seems, if you’d’ve gone and pulled a self sacrificing stunt like that. What happened to the brilliant Turlough who climbed aboard and was going to kill the Doctor, hmm? Didn’t have to worry for a second whether he’d be all right.”

She tsked ruefully. “And now I’ve gone and turned you into another big hearted fool. Simply must stop doing that, ‘m not always going to be here to shield you. Now be a dear and drag me into the med bay, won’t you?”



doctorfezboy:

No surprise there, haven’t used it on the Doctor for a long time. Umm past 50 or 60 i lost count how many but the two newest arrivals well three one’s crayola’s son. who is usually with his mother, Otherwise i have 3 pets on board which includes crayola when he isn’t off doing things.

Fif-fifty or sixty? Oh, Matty, I realize I’m not even an aspect of your TARDIS, darling, but goodness! The thought of fifty or sixty pets…right, I can’t even imagine it properly, it’s too much. Even if I am bigger on the inside. Three, though, three sounds. Three sounds nice and manageable. It’s nice you still have Crayola, always liked the badger. Fifty or sixty, honestly…



D R A B B L E S 

D R A B B L E S

• Date : My character will take yours out on a date for breakfast/lunch/dinner, or vise versa. Specify.
• Sleep : My character needs to stay at your character's house for the night, or vise versa. Specify. ( you can add any other special things that could happen ! )
• Drink : My character will call, text, or show up at your character's house drunk. Specify which of the three.
• Save : My character will save yours in a crisis, or vise versa. Specify.
• Heal : My character will tend to your character's wounds, or be at their side when they're sick.
• Confess : My character will speak their true feelings about your character. ( or about a topic. You may choose. )
• Death : My character's reaction to your character dying.
• Time : My character is running late! They are supposed to meet your character at ___________ . ( Fill in the blank ) or vise versa. Specify.
• Protect : My character keeps yours safe from harm.
• Kiss : My character kisses yours. ( Be is accident or purpose. ) or vise versa. Specify.
• Lust : My character jumps on yours with sexual intentions. Or vise versa. Specify.
• Dream : My character wakes up in the middle of the night because of a dream with your character.
• Run! : My character is chasing your character( or vise versa) OR both characters are being chased by ___________. ( fill in the blank )
• Sky : Our characters are stargazing.
• Help : My character requests help from your character ( be something silly or serious, you may decide. )
• Gift : My character gives your character something special. Or vise versa. Specify.
(THEY WILL PROBABLY SUCK BUT I AM HERE TO TRY TO WRITE DRABBLES AGAIN
*is putting so many drabbles off till later, but whatevs*))


lostshapechanger:

A-alright. I guess I will. Thank you…uh…Lady.

Anytime, Sophie. D’you not like Lady? I’m not attached to it, oh no. You can call me Fred or Janet or Daphne or whatever occurs to you, honest.



thecorsairssmile:

Not like there’s many of us left.

If you don’t mind me asking, darling, who are you? I have a few ideas, but… Well. The main one isn’t really a possible one.

Well, I am a rather impossible thing, so I reckon you’re on the right track, Corsair dear. I’m th—no, that’s rather presumptuous, sorry. I’m a TARDIS. And d’you know, I wouldn’t be walking about and talking and whatnot if we hadn’t stumbled upon your, er, distress signal. So I rather guess I’ve got you to thank for this, so. Many, many thanks indeed, Corsair.






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doctorfezboy:

Pretty good, lots of trouble on my side and doodling.

Oh, goodness I’d nearly forgotten about your doodles. And pets, hmm? How many are you up to now?



totalsexyscreaminggenius:

It’s so kind of you to offer! Still, seeing as it’s rather dangerous here, I’d hate to put you into any kind of jeopardy. It’s probably best if I wait for the stealth recon unit. Are you familiar with Daleks, Sexy?

Oh, I am very familiar with Daleks, Oswin, trust me. Really, the Daleks have you? Bother. Why couldn’t it have been, oh, I don’t know, Wirrn, or—or Movellans, even! Sorry, sorry. You seem to be doing just fine, so I’ll leave you to it. Though the offer stands if you ever do get tired of waiting for your recon unit, naturally.





And here come all the little people, out to play. 

thechirpingbirds:

Absolutely not.