[Daily Entertainment / Meme] 5 Things.
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hell_in_highheelsFive things that River finds annoying about living with Richard.
(And conversely, Five things that Richard finds annoying about living with River.)
River's five favourite books (sort of)
Five times River was hoping the Doctor wouldn't show up.
Five things that River likes about her afterlife & five things she doesn't like about her afterlife.
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Five things Ryan would ask Ace if, y'know, life were different.
Five things Ryan doesn't regret about that night in Scotland.
Five things Ryan does regret about that night in Scotland.
For Parity
I. His presence. Even without speaking, he fills a room. I suppose a good deal of that is the air of confidence he carries with him, which is also damned sexy.
II. His voice. I can't even begin to explain what his voice does to me. It is a purely visceral response.
III. His sense of humour. Very droll, incredibly witty, not prone to awful puns (though I wouldn't put it past him.). Incredibly subtle. There are moments when all it takes is sharing a look to have a joke pass between us. That eyebrow has slain me more completely than any old TRex ever could.
IV. He is deliciously tactile. I remember our very first date, thinking how closed off he was, how unwelcome any outside touch seemed to be. I remember laying my hand on his arm and having him look at me like I had sprouted a second head. He didn't pull away, but neither did he touch me in return.
Now? From the simplest moment standing shoulder to shoulder at the sink, him drying dishes while I wash, to curling up together in the window seat on a rainy afternoon. He leans against me. I lean against him. When we sit, either his hand is in mine, or his arm is around my waist. Every moment we are within reach of each other, there is this physical connection.
There are very few things in this world I can't live without and his touch is first on the list.
V. His gravitas. He is a force of nature. He has the kind of strength and self-assurance that -- well, it's very comforting. I have no problem with self-sufficiency. That said, after a century's worth of having no one to rely on but myself? I trust him. I know I can trust him. If he says it's taken care of, I need not spend another moment worrying about it.
It's a different kind of adventure, really. I only hope that I can learn to be what he needs as well. It is said that love is having your happiness integrally entwined with someone else's..
(And conversely, Five things that Richard finds annoying about living with River.)
River's five favourite books (sort of)
Five times River was hoping the Doctor wouldn't show up.
Five things that River likes about her afterlife & five things she doesn't like about her afterlife.
~~~
Five things Ryan would ask Ace if, y'know, life were different.
Five things Ryan doesn't regret about that night in Scotland.
Five things Ryan does regret about that night in Scotland.
For Parity
I. His presence. Even without speaking, he fills a room. I suppose a good deal of that is the air of confidence he carries with him, which is also damned sexy.
II. His voice. I can't even begin to explain what his voice does to me. It is a purely visceral response.
III. His sense of humour. Very droll, incredibly witty, not prone to awful puns (though I wouldn't put it past him.). Incredibly subtle. There are moments when all it takes is sharing a look to have a joke pass between us. That eyebrow has slain me more completely than any old TRex ever could.
IV. He is deliciously tactile. I remember our very first date, thinking how closed off he was, how unwelcome any outside touch seemed to be. I remember laying my hand on his arm and having him look at me like I had sprouted a second head. He didn't pull away, but neither did he touch me in return.
Now? From the simplest moment standing shoulder to shoulder at the sink, him drying dishes while I wash, to curling up together in the window seat on a rainy afternoon. He leans against me. I lean against him. When we sit, either his hand is in mine, or his arm is around my waist. Every moment we are within reach of each other, there is this physical connection.
There are very few things in this world I can't live without and his touch is first on the list.
V. His gravitas. He is a force of nature. He has the kind of strength and self-assurance that -- well, it's very comforting. I have no problem with self-sufficiency. That said, after a century's worth of having no one to rely on but myself? I trust him. I know I can trust him. If he says it's taken care of, I need not spend another moment worrying about it.
It's a different kind of adventure, really. I only hope that I can learn to be what he needs as well. It is said that love is having your happiness integrally entwined with someone else's..
