Oct 21, 2022
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Óh, that's interesting! Either the world's absolutely best fanart, or... ...very interesting
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She was a pretty enough thing.
Not as pretty as she had been centuries before, walking barefoot over the soft red lawns of Gallifrey in a sleeveless white nightgown that buttoned down the front, a colorfully embroidered shawl around her shoulders, her path marked by the dark line where the dew wasn't, heavy with his child. He reached for her, fingers tracing the roundness, and she smiled.
He pulled away. This was a different woman, a woman with nine centuries of scars. Not scars to match his, but definite scars.
Too many scars.
He rubbed his temples, blinked away whatever was making his eyes water, and smirked at her.
"Take my hand, Doctor."
"Never!"
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Liberated from a list posted by @memesomething "having just escaped from their kidnapper and badly needing food/water/medical attention/etc" I visualize Dr. Who, M_5 (aka Dhawan!Master, although I hate that terminology) having just escaped from the Nazis after being callously abandoned. Pair him with anyone you like.