#mariechambers

Fixed Focus by @mariechambers (Ten x Rose, teen)

-cq

today i wanna focus on someone who is honestly one of those writers you just want to hug because everything she writes fills you with joy.

even if there is angst, it is the type of angst you want more of because you know your endgame is going to be alright because their love is present throughout the whole story .. i’m honestly amazed at how she does that EVERY SINGLE TIME.

she’s funny and witty and utterly clever and each one of her stories becomes a favorite of mine. i have told her to tag me on her stories because i simply needed to know the moment a chapter was up lol.

besides that, she captures the doctor and rose tyler so well .. you can print out her stories and bind them to make a book and it can become an official dw book and no one would question it .. well, maybe they would question the mature ending .. but i doubt that ;)

and although i can pretty much wax poetic about each one of her stories, i want to really talk about one in particular because of it’s humor and wackiness and utter perfectness of the doctor and rose tyler. it is just one of those adventures we can so easily imagine because she has managed to capture their voices so perfectly and you can’t help but enjoy every single minute of it. but mostly, because it truly showcases how the doctor and rose are so in love with each other .. if only they just saw that too:

“Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl, and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.” 

For a moment, Rose’s face is unreadable, but then just as suddenly a smile pulls at her lips. The Doctor sighs in relief.

“Suppose it is nice, yeah? Beaches are always so busy, and this is heavenly.”

“Glad it meets to your approval.”

They stay like that for a bit longer, floating on top of the water and letting the sun kiss their faces. At some point their hands naturally find each other under the water to entwine. He longs to pull her closer, to cover his lips with hers and jump into why they’re really here. But just as he’s about to pull his courage together to do just that, Rose disentangles her hand from his and stretches.

“Think I fancy a drink. What do you say?”

The Doctor pushes down his disappointment. “Your wish is my command,” he says.

They make their way back to the beach and Rose giggles with delight at the way the sand doesn’t stick to her wet toes. She finds his hand again and then frowns in dismay when she realizes the wind has blown away their clothes.

“Oh bollocks,” she says. “Probably should have set our stuff down somewhere properly, huh?” She bumps his shoulder.

He shrugs back. “Not like anyone can see us anyway, yeah?” he replies, his voice a bit hoarser than he’d meant it to be

Rose looks shocked for just a moment, but quickly recovers. “You proposing we just go around starkers, Doctor?” She gestures down her own swimsuit clad form in a sweeping motion and his eyes unwittingly following the movement.

There’s no way he can’t imagine it now, the wet droplets from her hair trailing down her nude form. He turns red and tugs at his ear, looking away. “Umm, well, that would be, umm-”

“I’m joking, Doctor.” Rose assures him quickly. “Your face though!”

“I mean, it’s just, we could. If you wanted.”

Rose snorts. “Good one.”

He shrugs, almost helplessly, and says, “I’m not joking.”

Rose’s steps falter, and she gives him a double take. “I’m sorry, but what?”

He’s momentarily nonplussed by her reaction. For activities to proceed they’re going to have to, well, get naked at some point. Her seeming resistance throws him off. Unless, he thinks, the idea slowly forming in his head, she’s playing him. Trying to get him to, work for it, as they say. Well, he thinks determinedly, never let it be said he isn’t willing to work for it.

He moves his hand to her hair brushing it behind her ear and preening when she bites her lip at the light touch. Then, calling on every ounce of swagger he can, he says, “You scared of a little adventure, Rose Tyler?”

She scoffs immediately. “No!”

He tilts his head at her invitingly, a smirk pulling at his lips. She flushes, but brings her hands to the back ties of her bikini. Self-consciously she looks around them again, as if someone might pop out of nowhere and see what she’s about to do.

“Just me here,” he promises on a low breath.

“Just you,” she says, pressing her lips down on a smile. “And what has you so eager to get me undressed suddenly?”

He blinks at her, opens his mouth to say something witty and charming, but nothing comes out and he ends up gaping at her like fish. She laughs, the sound filling the air.

“Knew you were pulling my leg,” she says, removing her hand from the ties and poking him in the chest. “C’mon, I think you promised me a drink. They have some kind of bar around here or something?”

“Something like that,” he says, head spinning. He shakes his head, clearing his thoughts and holds out a hand for her. “Probably should get changed first.”

“Yeah, okay,” Rose says, smiling. “Lead the way!”

to: @timepetalsprompts

re: fanfic writer appreciation day

to whom it may concern:

i would like to nominate @mariechambers for the She’s Killing Me Softly With Her Words Award for all the fics she has written where she has almost killed me with her words. 

she is a brilliant writer and an amazing person and therefore i feel this award should be hers. i have complete faith that any future fics she will bless us with, will be magical. 

hopefully, this endorsement will be the first of many for her.

sincerely,

ms. confusion aka just give her the award and i’ll give you a kiss

part one // part two // part three  // part four   // part five //  all parts

Rose and Dorothea kissed languidly on the couch, movie now completely forgotten. The way the Doctor cupped her cheek was achingly gentle and Rose felt like she was made of spun glass, ready to shatter at a single touch.

The Doctor seemed to be of the same opinion and was doing her best not to do anything that might cause a crack. She was almost timid in moving her lips against Rose’s, shy in a way that Rose wasn’t accustomed to associating with her roommate and best friend. 

Rose tangled her hand in Dorothea’s mass of brown curls and scraped her nails gently across her scalp. Some sort of noise that Rose couldn’t quite identify but wanted to hear again many times in the future escaped Dorothea’s throat.

Smiling slightly, Rose pressed closer and tentatively ran her tongue along the seam of the Doctor’s lips. Her mouth opened on a gasp and Rose took it as the invitation it was, pushing forward to explore the uncharted territory of the Doctor’s mouth.

She felt like she was in a dream. The flickering of the forgotten movie was the only light in the room and it lent a surreal quality to the whole experience as it played against her closed eyelids. Kissing the Doctor was certainly something she’d dreamt about in the past and with the way her head was spinning, Rose just need to make sure.

She pulled back, resting her forehead on Dorothea’s, eyes still closed.

“This is really happening, right?” she whispered.

The Doctor huffed out a breathy laugh. “Yeah.”

“Good. Thought I might be dreaming again,” Rose admitted, moving back again so she could appreciate the very real sight of the Doctor with kiss swollen lips and hair mussed from her own hands.

Dorothea opened her eyes and looked at Rose appraisingly. “Again?”

Rose blushed, looking away from the slightly smug and surprised look on her best friend’s face. “Yeah, that’s what I said.”

so this is more of the femslash flatmate AU that i haven’t added to in two months! i hope it’s at least kinda worth the wait! ♥

part one // part two // part three  // part four   //  all parts

Rose settled further into the Doctor’s side as the movie continued. She was honestly so focused on the intricate circular patterns Dorothea’s fingers were tracing on her shoulder that she couldn’t have said what the movie was about.

Her wine glass was empty in her lap but there was no way she was getting up to refill it when there was a possibility it would end their cuddling.

It felt like they were on the edge of something momentous. Rose wasn’t sure entirely what or where they would fall if they slipped but she was ready to find out.

She just hoped that she wouldn’t be jumping off the edge of the cliff alone.

Rose shifted her wine glass to one hand and then rested her newly empty hand on the Doctor’s thigh. She heard the other woman’s breath catch and, emboldened, started mimicking the patterns that she was drawing on Rose’s shoulder.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, stuck in a holding pattern while the movie played on unnoticed except for the way its colors reflected on their skin.

Then.. “Rose?” Dorothea’s voice sounded almost shaky and Rose looked up immediately. 

“Yeah?” she whispered almost afraid to start this conversation.

“I don’t…” she swallowed hard, “I don’t know how to do any of this, not really. Genius me, but not in these things.”

Rose felt her heart pick up its pace. “And what is this?”

“I don’t know but I think I really want to kiss you, if you wouldn’t mind.”

 “I definitely wouldn’t mind,” she answered.