#the doctor is not stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing with me

[05raine]

“When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!” -River Song (Doctor Who: The Husbands of River Song)

Inspired by this post by @ibenology

My rambling about this below 😎👍

These three pairings actually hurt me in how similar they are, not to mention how River’s quote here could apply to both Hob and Mobius as well as of course- herself. The three of them(River, Hob, and Mobius) all fall for this seemingly timeless ethereal being; the sunset that they don’t expect to admire them back.

But the quote I referenced above is shortly followed by The Doctor revealing that he’s been next to River this whole time, and that can kind of tie into both Morpheus and Loki in how they admire their partner back in their own repressed way. River, Hob, and Mobius are all under this assumption that there’s no way that their affection will be reciprocated, but they don’t realize that The Doctor, Morpheus, and Loki have been by their side through it all and it just- UGH. THE PARALLELS BREAK ME.

Anyways, if you can’t tell I’m not used to drawing real people but I did my best to make them look like the actual actors while somewhat retaining my art style 💀

#doctor who #river song #12th doctor #doctor who fanart #river song fanart #the sandman #hob gadling #morpheus #dream of the endless #the sandman fanart #the sandman netflix #loki series #loki #loki laufeyson #mobius #mobius m mobius #loki fanart #mobius fanart #the doctor x river song #dreamling #lokius #artists on tumblr #raine’s art

[lostquinn]

Late is better than never

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x gn! Reader

(Angst + fluff)

Kidnapped reader, implied torture, mental break

In which an emotionally destroyed reader gives up after being kidnapped, only to be saved by their Knight in military fatigues.

Hello lovelies, have some cute doctor who inspired angst with a topping of fluff! Been very distracted but I'm trying to get back into writing!

Word count - 569

You sat bound to a chair, your body aching and bleeding. You had been taken hostage half a week ago and so far had seen no sign from anyone in the 141 that you would be rescued, least of all Ghost. Surprisingly, that was what hurt most.

"Tell us, pretty bird, where is your precious Ghost that you promised would come for you?" Your captor chuckled.

"God knows where he is right now but I promise you he is doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me," Your voice cracked as you spoke, your head hung low. Tears stung at your eyes. They had broken your spirit. "And I'm just fine with that,"

"Yet you would be here if the roles were reversed," the man chuckled. Footsteps filled the air.

"When you love Ghost, it's like loving the stars themselves. You dont expect a sunset to admire you back!" You chuckled, almost in disbelief that you ever thought he was coming. "And if I ever happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you. My lieutenant is not stupid enough or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me,"

Tears streamed down your face, staining your cheeks as you sobbed. Your heart ached as you knew that every word was the truth. Maybe if you were better. Maybe if you were someone else, he would be here. But never for you.

You were a fool to believe that he would ever come, that any of them would come. You weren't Soap or Gaz. You were just another Sergeant there to help the team. You didn't matter as much as the rest of the team.

Bang. Thud.

The man in front of you fell to the floor, a hole between his eyes before footsteps surrounded you. You felt someone untying you, their hands shaking slightly.

Someone walked around in front of you, crouching before you. Their gloved hand grabbed your chin, his gloved hand, and tilted you head up so that you were looking into those all too familiar warm brown eyes.

"Hello love," Ghost muttered, his voice low.

Before you knew it, your hands and legs had been cut free with a little "there you go lass," from Soap and you fell into Ghost's arms.

Ghost cradled you against himself, one hand tangled with your hair and the other rubbing little circles on your back as he held you close. The cold man held you tight, as if he was scared to lose you... as if you mattered.

"You came," you cried into him, desperately holding onto his vest. It felt as though letting go meant he would disappear.

"I'd have come a lot sooner, but fucking Price wouldn't let me come alone," he chuckled, pressing his lips against your temple.

The act made you look up, staring up at his lips. He'd pulled back his mask for you, just a little, but it meant the world to you. You nuzzled back against his chest. His lips were soft and dry, red from where he had been nervously chewing on them.

"I can't believe dragging me along was enough for him," Soap chuckled. "Old bastard said we shouldn't come back if we dont have you,"

"It's okay," you smiled against Ghost's chest, tracing over the union Jack on his uniform with your thumb. "Late is better than never,"

#writers on tumblr #writing #fluff #simon ghost riley #simon riley fluff #x gn reader #cod mw2 #ghost #simon riley x reader #angst

[doctorkinktraveller]

"When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. If I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!"

"...Hello, Sweetie."

#new doctor who #doctor who #diary of river song #timeline of river song #river song #12th doctor #peter capaldi #alex kingston #husbands of river song

[capybaraonabicycle]

Do you ever think about the difference between River's and Clara's trust in the Doctor? The polar opposites they are? I know I've made the joke before that Clara would expect a sunset to admire her back. But it's more than that.

On the one hand we have River's

And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!

And then on the other hand there's Clara's

I don't know [where the Doctor is]. But I know where he will be. Where he will always be. If the Doctor is still the Doctor, he will have my back. (Clara reaches behind her.) I'm right, aren't I? Go on. Please, please, go on, say I'm right.

(I mean, there is some slight hesitation on Clara's side but honestly only because the Doctor has just regenerated. If she was talking about 11, that last part would look differently.)

You notice something? They are saying almost exactly the opposite thing.

And neither of them are wrong. Both are just direct consequences of how the Doctor treats them, of how they act vis-a-vis them.

River is used to them failing her, leaving her, pushing her away. She has also seen the Doctor at their lowest when they fail other people, forget them and she has literally studied their behaviour at uni. Plus, she is an independent time traveller. You bet (and the eu will tell you) she has been in numerous situations where there was no Doctor whatsoever to save her and she had to do it on her own. And then there is the whole guilt thing that flows both ways. With the Doctor ruining her childhood and her killing him several times. And then giving her lives to save them.

Clara has seen them at their worst, too, or at least she will. But she is used to being above that. She is used to being the ONE, the main focus of the Doctor's attention. She does not really remember the times they couldn't save her, and anyway, that was not 'her', not really. She only travels with the Doctor, she is used to them always being around and being fixated on her. Plus, you know, the whole showing off to her, flirting with her, wearing a face she would like. Also, she has only recently understood that she doesn't know the Doctor that well and she needs the reassurance here that they still ARE focused on her.

And that behaviour of the Doctor again is just a direct action of how the Doctor - who is doomed to lose everyone they love, who hates goodbyes - meets River and Clara:

River, the woman who dies on their first encounter. Who he has already lost. Whose death is already hurting and will hurt more and more the closer they let her towards their hearts.

Clara, the woman who lived. Who died again and again but came back to them anyway, the woman who gave him hope when the Ponds were gone because maybe this was one person he did not have to lose.

Also, and that is interesting about the scenes, too: River is a diamond and Clara has blown in on a leaf. They are both afraid here, but it's different. River is more angry, and a little smug, because she already knows a way out. Clara is terrified. Like, she is doing amazing here, don't get me wrong, but she is basically at wits end and think she will die.

And that can also be seen in how the Doctor treats them.

They trust River to handle herself. Even when they don't trust HER, they always let her do the dangerous stuff. Not the suicidal one, if they can help it, but they have seen her jump down skyscrapers; they'll let her storm into danger and expect her to be fine. (Also because they already know this is not when she dies. And honestly, we as the audience tend to do the same, I never worried much about River's safety, much more about her mental health.)

And Clara is fully human. Whenever they can, they try to keep her out of danger, do the dangerous stuff themselves; just like they do with most companions.

It is absolutely no surprise to me how differently the Doctor behaves towards them and how differently they know them in consequence. Is it fair to either of them? No. But in my mind it makes perfect sense.

It also obviously has something to do with the fact that Clara considers herself a goddess, basically and River knows she's a goddess but also believes it's the goddess of chaos and despotism.

#river song #clara oswald #Found this in my drafts so here you go #Don't know if anyone has made this point before /anyone cares #It's also not really finished but anyway #I'd rather have it on my blog than in my drafts

[enbyeighthdoctor]

River Song

"He's not here! God knows where he is right now, but I promise you he's doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me! And I'm just fine with that! When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in any danger, let me tell you... the Doctor isn't stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me..."

#river song #doctor who #dwedit #nu who #riversongedit #doctorwhoedit #doctorwho #.png

[sevenofninehouseofmusiker]

so I've been grieving and rewatching some capaldi era dw (which is both chaotic of me and a bit cathartic) and, because I am who I am, I cannot escape the saffi thoughts. more specifically: the parallels between

"You know Seven. There's always folks out there in trouble. What kind of asshole needs to be more important than that?"

and

"When you love the doctor, it’s like loving the stars themselves. You don’t expect a sunset to admire you back. And if i happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me."

but then also

"I guess she has me hoping for something more. You wouldn't understand...It's just that, at the end of the day, you two are so damn self-sufficient, happy to travel the stars, hell I wonder if you two ever get lonely"

and

"No, Doctor, you're wrong. Happy ever after doesn't mean forever. It just means time. A little time. But that's not the sort of thing you could ever understand, is it?"

I don't know, maybe I'll fic this one day and give the space wives some heist time.

#saffi #seven x raffi #seven of nine #raffi musiker #back on my fic writing bullshit #i just think they're neat #and i'm never not thinking about them

[lightasthesun]

merthur love confession but make it river song style!!!

When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in any danger, let me tell you... the Doctor isn't stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me...

River is Merlin. Merlin is River. Arthur is the Doctor.

#River is the blueprint for dramatic love confessions that make your heart ache #obviously the word choice would be different but!!! #merlin already doubts his importance to arthur #now imagine merlin being held captive or smth and arthur (and maybe the Knights) showing up to rescue him #MEANWHILE MERLIN IS TAUNTING HIS CAPTOR THAT ARTHUR WOULD NEVER COME FOR HIM #hes just a lowly servant #the king might be his best friend but he's been told often enough Arthur does not feel the same much less anything more than that #and merlin is quite alright with just admiring his golden king in all his glory and wit and courage and burning love for his people #you wouldn't expect a sunrise to admire you back #he's as dark and endless as the night and whatever his existence may be worth its nothing in comparison to Arthur's #who's mere existence pushes merlin into the background like the night retreats to mske space for the sunrise #anyway #SOMEBODY'S DO SMTH WITH THIS #i need a semi love confession from merlin to an outsider and arthur listening in #merlin bbc #bbc merlin #merlin emrys #merthur #arthur pendragon

[firstofficerkittycat]

THE DOCTOR IS NOT STUPID ENOUGH OR SENTIMENTAL ENOUGH AND HE IS CERTAINLY NOT IN LOVE ENOUGH TO FIND HIMSELF STANDING IN IT WITH ME!!!!!!!!

#river song #doctor who #fucking. screaming and ahaking and sonimg and pissing and #gifset

[renniethedwstan]

When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves! You don't expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!

River turns to where the Doctor is standing. She looks at him. He looks at her. He smiles.

The Doctor: Hello, Sweetie.

Wahhhh, this scene makes me cry every time!!!!! I'm sorry, but I love twelve/ river soooo much. They deserved more episodes together. The chemistry was absolutely amazing.

#doctor who #twelfth doctor #river song #twelve x river #the husbands of river song #hello sweetie #imma cry

[fgfluidity]

uncovered

Summary: The District Attorney is too observant for Damien’s own good. (Vampire!Damien AU)

Pairings: DA/Damien

Warnings: mentions of blood, vampire stuff

Length (Reading Time): 817 words (3m24s)

a commissioned work

@eli-bobeli @volbeast @statictay @mirrorslament @bagleyarts @moriimae @opprose @momos-peaches

my ko-fi is here

Some of these days are worse than others.

Damien has grown used to the routine, the instincts- at least, as much as one could ever grow used to being a vampire.

He has his blood meal, sourced from local nurseries who simply believe the mayor is tending his garden. He is sure to clean up well, brush between these meals, sterilize his utensils. He keeps his touch to himself, because he knows he must be cold- not the chill of the grave, but certainly not normal.

He doesn’t talk about it with anyone.

No one could possibly know. How could he begin to tell them? If they knew even a hint...

Would they fear him? Try to kill him? Try to study him?

This goes for his family, his friends. Mark, Will, Celine...

The attorney.

As much as keeping it from the others hurts, it’s their ignorance that hurts him most.

Or... he thought it was.

--

“Damien?”

He looks up from his book, finding his friend pensive, not quite looking at him but stiff in their chair, their fingers picking at each other.

Anxiety. Even if he couldn’t hear their heart racing he’d know, because he knows them.

He immediately puts the book down. “What is it, my friend? Is something wrong?”

They shake their head, just a minute thing, but they give him a tiny smile as well. “No, I only- well, I suppose... we should talk about something. Something important.”

Damien swallows hard. Those are never good words, and with all of his secrets to keep from them- some more mundane than others- it’s extra stressful. “Oh? What would that be? You aren’t about to try and convince me of a vacation again, are you?”

His attempt at a lighthearted tone falls flat, and his friend doesn’t laugh. Rather, they take a breath. “Your... illness. It’s not an illness.”

His throat grows tight, and he barely manages a strangled laugh. “Really, now- you aren’t a doctor, and-“

“I’m not stupid, Damien, please don’t treat me that way.” Their brief fire settles. “It’s no illness, but it is a condition. Do you think I would simply sit on the side while you suffered? I’ve poured over every book I possibly could- and I’ve been around you since university.”

They smile, as if they’re heard a grim joke. “Medicine doesn’t come from a nursery- and it doesn’t smell like blood. Hemophagia, sudden sensory sensitivity- your limp has gone, and I know because you don’t land as hard as you used to on your left.”

Damien simply stares at them, bewildered. “... Did you ever consider becoming a detective?”

They laugh. “Not my side of the law. I prefer showing evidence in debate until the truth is out.” His friend sobers up a little, looking over his face with the slightest frown.

“What is it?”

“... I only wish you had told me the truth first,” they murmur. “You may have changed, become... but I would never treat you differently.”

Damien shifts in his seat, uncomfortable. “But you understand why I might believe so. If word got out that I had become some kind of monster-“

“No.” They fix him with a stern look. “You aren’t a monster. Whatever your new diet or instincts, you aren’t preying on people. You found a way to feed yourself- a monster wouldn’t bother.

“But,” they sigh, “I can understand the worry. I’m not going to tell a soul, I’ll swear on whatever you like. I only... I wish to help you. You’re my dearest friend, Day. Anything you need-“

He winces. “No, don’t- don’t say that, please,” he says weakly. “Though... that means a lot to me. The sentiment. I’m doing well enough, I’ve kept myself fed and in check.”

“But it must weigh so heavy.” They watch him, eyes so full of sympathy. “I may not be allowed to help you with those needs, but... I’ll always be hear to listen to you when you need it.”

Damien smiles, reaching out to gently squeeze their warm hand, pleased when they squeeze right back. “You always have been. Thank you.”

“Of course.” Their smile soon turns mischievous. “I had another question...”

“Coupled with that look, I’m anxious,” he jokes, and their grin only grows.

“I just wanted to know if you can turn into a bat.”

Damien barks a laugh, a real one. “You know, I haven’t tried?”

The attorney stands from their chair, tugging at him. “Well, that’s your first mistake. We need to figure it out. I’ll get your attic ready- you just think batty thoughts.”

“You have enough for the both of us,” he teases, poking at them.

It earns him a swat, them twisting away from his finger. “Keep talking like that and I’ll feed you bugs instead of blood.”

He can’t turn into a bat.

He can calm them down after a brush with spiders in the eaves.

#fg writes #vampire damien #wkm damien #y/n district attorney #mayor attorney

[spacewives-in-spacetime]

the doctor is not stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with you, ok river?

#river song #doctor who #the husbands of river song

[wildflowerrabbitry]

When I first met the Doctor, a long, long time ago, he knew all about me. Think about that. An impressionable young girl, and suddenly this man just drops out of the sky, and he’s clever, and mad, and wonderful, and knows every last thing about her. Imagine what that does to a girl. Trouble is, it’s all back to front. My past is his future. We’re traveling in opposite directions. Every time we meet, I know him more, he knows me less. I live for the days when I see him, but I know that every time that I do he’ll be one step further away. The day is coming when I’ll look into that man’s eyes, my Doctor, and he won’t have the faintest idea who I am. And I think it’s going to kill me.

It's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!

#dr who #River song #12 doctor

[isagrimorie]

Hi! For the fandom asks, 5, 8, and 17 please for Doctor Who!

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Fandom ask: Doctor Who

5. the scene from it that lives in my head rent free.

I think it is a toss-up between the image of the Doctor and the Doctor sitting together in a Volkswagen, talking to each other, not knowing they're both the Doctor in the Fugitive of the Judoon. The refrain of: "I know my own life." And finding out -- they didn't at all.

And with Twelve in Heaven Sent as he continues to punch his way out of a diamond wall falling the story of the bird.

Or the moment with Twelve as he confronted his upcoming death. "Without witness, without hope, without reward."

Or the moment with Thirteen in War of Sontarans, when she's alone and has no TARDIS and only has herself. And I was just like -- yes, yes she's the Doctor. She's my Doctor.

The one with Nine going: "Coward any day!"

8. ...a quote from it that means a lot to me.

Doctor Who has many but River's tearful declaration about her love for the Doctor.

"When you love the Doctor, it's like loving the stars themselves. You don't expect a sunset to admire you back. And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!"

And then her sudden realization that the Doctor was standing in it with her and his glorious, glorious sweet smile, "Hello, Sweetie."

17....the world-building aspect of the story I have the greatest admiration for.

Regeneration. That was the best innovation.

The way thematically in Chibnall era, he called out the Imperialism and Colonialism of the Time Lords. And Thirteen's very, very complicated feelings about them, and her hissing disdain of monarchy.

#answered #purlturtle #ask meme #meme sheep #doctor who

[oswin6693]

River:

When you love the Doctor, it’s like loving the stars themselves.

You don’t expect a sunset to admire you back!

And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, the Doctor it’s not stupid enough or sentimental enough… and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!

The Doctor:

Hello, Sweetie.

#doctor who #twelfth doctor #the doctor #12th doctor #river song #whoniverse #time lords #whovian #peter capaldi #nuwho

[shipsgaysfordays]

wolfstar as a scene from doctor who because i want to combine my loves right now, set post first war. the likely situation would be sometime after sirius escaped prison, some person interrogating remus.

“So...where is Sirius Black now?”

“I haven’t the faintest idea,” Remus says with a nervous grin.

“Is that credible?”

“It’s true.”

“You’re the man he loves.”

“No, I’m not.”

Turning to the other auror, “He’s lying.”

“Sirius Black does not and has never loved me. I’m not lying.”

The other auror turns to the first, “He can’t be lying, he took a bit of veritaserum earlier.”

“Impossible, this is a trick,” speaks the first auror.

“No it isn’t,” Remus speaks solemnly.

“If my information is correct, you are the man who loves Sirius Black.”

“Yes I am, I’ve never denied it. But whoever said he loved me back? He’s Sirius Black, he doesn’t go around falling in love with people. And if you think he’s anything that small, or that ordinary, then you haven’t the faintest idea of what you’re dealing with.”

The other auror stares at the first in doubt.

“Sir, I swear to you, he is the perfect bait. When this man is in danger, Sirius Black will always come.”

“Oh, you are a moron,” Remus rolls his eyes, “No, he won’t.”

“He’s probably already here.”

“No he isn’t. Of course he isn’t!”

“Possibly in this office.”

“Well go on then, search for him! Go on, why don’t you?”

The small presence beside Remus, nudged against him. Remus didn’t look down. It had been there for a long time, this whole time. Remus had just guessed that someone at this office may have a service dog or something. Why did this dog care so much about him, to be next to him, where’s it’s owner? (Remus is a bit too caught up in the moment to think super clearly)

“Long black hair, tattoos, gray eyes, you can’t miss him!”

The dog pushed into his leg again, a very attention seeking pet, it seems, Remus thought.

“Go on, search the whole building, the whole block! He’s. Not. Here. Merlin knows where he is right now, but I promise you, he’s doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me! And I’m just fine with that! When you love Sirius Black it’s like loving the stars themselves, you don’t expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in danger, let me tell you, Sirius is not stupid enough, or sentimental enough, and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!”

Remus looks down, at the dog again, who’s been practically trying to tip Remus over like a cat with a glass of water. He looks down at the dog, who stares back up at him, with pitying eyes. Familiar pitying sad eyes. Oh god, no. No.

#wolfstar #god damn i love doctor who #thosechi is my favorite ship but i love river with all my heart #this scene hits so hard

[lazer-screwdriver]

“He’s not here, god knows where he is but I promise you he’s doing whatever the hell he wants and not giving a damn about me! And I’m just fine with that! When you love the doctor it’s like loving the stars themselves — you don’t expect a sunset to admire you back! And if I happen to find myself in danger, the doctor is not stupid enough or sentimental enough and he is certainly not in love enough to find himself standing in it with me!”

#dw watch #the best scene in doctor who