Meme: Kissing

((Taken from jen_anomaly. Results seem about right for the muse, actually. Except for "no kissing strangers." There're no "will kiss strangers to save lives" or "often kissed *by* strangers" options.))

Your Kiss is Blue

You prefer kissing to be a meaningful, emotional experience. You don't like to kiss strangers, and you don't like to kiss someone you're mad at. A kiss can change how you feel about someone - for better or worse. You don't take anything lightly... especially kissing. Kissing Type: Deep People See Your Kisses as: Genuine You Kiss Best With: A Green Kisser Stay away from: A Red Kisser

What Color Is Your Kiss?

Fic: "Rebirth"

'Verse: Personal canon, I think. A bit of self-retconning.
Words: 1,163
Prompts: Lessee. Well, now that I know more about canon and am over my initial Mad Enthusiasm of New Musedom (well, a bit, at least), I've pondered going back and smoothing out my muse's AU backstory. Particularly the way he gets out of the watch, making it something less violent and potentially OOC and less complicated. What with everyone kind of mourning the upcoming loss of Ten, I thought I'd write...the opposite of loss. In a way. Also, I owe a lot to reading brigadiertardis's characterization of the TARDIS, in this fic. So shout-out there!

So, what's needed to read this? In my AU, the Doctor had no companions when he used the Chameleon Arch to hide from the Family of Blood. He left his human half in 1913, to live and die normally, and threw his Time Lord watch half out into space and time, locked away in the TARDIS. This is how he became himself again, after.



She was patient. She had always been patient, with him. Patient when he left, patient as he had his adventures, as he met and brought back and left and lost his many friends; patient as he made a mess of her circuits and a mess of her rooms; patient as he remade himself, over and over again. Patient as she learned the quirks and needs of each of his new faces, each of his personalities, the little things that would never be the same again and the great beautiful certainties that always held steady, that made him her Doctor, her partner, her family, her symbiote, her self.

Home, his humans said, is where your heart is—and hers was with him and his with hers, a fourth heart beating along with their shared three. They lived within each other and were each other, and she was always patient, because he was her and she was him, but now…

( Now she had waited for so long, and she was losing her mind. Had lost it, when he locked himself away from her. )

OOC: Thoughtful

If the Doctor's story were a novel, how would you have it end?

Me, I think I'd have him succeed in restoring Gallifrey and realize that the human race has grown to a point where it no longer needs him to defend it (and perhaps never did), and, on his final death, regenerate as the Other, linked into the Time Vortex, a kind of entity that's both the Doctor (all of the Doctors) and something/one that exists throughout time and space (yes, very pseudo-mystical :\). He would, of course, be also half-TARDIS. I don't know how that would happen, but the TARDIS, he and it need to get together. Yus.

I know I should be a hard-edged plotter and say he just dies, albeit heroically, and turns out to have just been a rather extraordinary man and nothing more than that, but. .-.

Also! I'll probably be slow on tags. Doing some thinking and retconning, trying to figure out where I want my character. I'm sappy right now~ Guess why? ;P