To Be Swallowed –

by alice indigo opal

A song-inspired tribute to (perhaps?) the only pairing we can all agree upon: the Doctor and that Sexy TARDIS of his. This is an ode to a big, blue feline and her ancient underling. Only three Doctors are listed as characters, but all are implied.

A/N: the italics at the end are direct quotes from Angels Take Manhattan in season seven; I did not write those words.

"Skinny, skinny, skinny man
with a whale to hold his hand.
Oh, to trade the places fast,
to be swallowed –
let it last.
let is last."

"Uncatena" / Sylvan Esso

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Hand in hand: they travel,
traverse,
transcend –
drinking,
drowning
in time & space.

Both so well-dressed,
both so blue,
so sad –
such sorrow
abounds.

Hidden rooms and secrets:
neither are strangers,
neither are foe,
though neither
are friend.

Changing and aging
and running and raging…

What matters is this, Doctor: don't travel alone.

Travel with me, then.

Whenever and wherever you want. But not all the time. One psychopath per TARDIS, don't you think?