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[ i want to be active here again. interact with this for a starter - you'll get a random romana at some point in the near future ]

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And then her 'book' was gone.

The archivist stared at the empty place on the table for a moment, then slowly turned to look at the intruder. She wondered if she should have given a warning, but considered the idea silly. If the intruder had been sent by the Lord President, then surely she would know how information was transfered within the archives, and if not... then she was not the archivist's responsibility.

Besides, it wasn't as if she had been archiving anything particularly gruesome today. She had been archiving reports as to other relevant species means of archiving - to put it simply, she had been archiving information about books themselves. The intruder would likely receive nothing more than flashes of the great Monan Libraries.

This being a pocket dimension was beginning to seem more likely with every scan the Doctor did. Except the way Romana was acting was... off, to say the least. Maybe she was traumatized, maybe time flowed differently here and it hadn't been long since the War, but...

The Doctor snatched the book off the table and sniffed it before poking her tongue out to taste the page and then the spine.

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"Archiving." The archivist replied simply. She was aware of the intruders movement, but didn't react to it outwardly. She continued to feign 'reading', but processed none of the content within the archive.

The Doctor managed to not make a snarky comment about Romana fulfilling duties, and her own thoughts on the sort of things the other Time Lord likely considered duties, though only just.

"What sort of duties?" she asked, moving to scan one of the books. Knowing what it was made out of could help confirm if this was a pocket dimension, after all.

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The words were neither question nor demand. A secret third thing that the archivist couldn't quite work out. She also wasn't sure whether to tell her anything. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to respond to someone who wasn't the Lord President Eternal in general. This situation was entirely out of her norm.

"I am fulfilling my duty." She eventually said. It was the most neutral answer that she could think of; the one least likely to inspire anger from either the intruder or the Lord President Eternal.

The sonic certainly was saying that this was the same Romana she'd travelled with, the very one who'd spent a good century in her TARDIS.

That was... something. Still, the sonic could be fooled, possibly. And she wasn't very inclined to trust anyone who wore the face of an old friend, not after O.

"Mm, you could explain why you're in a pocket dimension," she suggested casually, demeanor relaxed even as her attention was laser-focused on maybe-Romana.

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The archivist was acutely aware that the intruder was scanning her with some form of sonic device. She didn't outwardly react, her gaze locked on the archive before her, but most of her attention was focused on her. Was she here with authorisation of the President...? She wasn't sure why he would permit another to enter the archives, but it wasn't her place to question his judgement.

Moments passed by. She considered her options as she continued to demurely stare down at the archive.

Finally, she spoke, her voice quiet and emotionless. "May I help you?"

The Doctor stopped looking around when she saw a very familiar face, albeit one she hadn't seen in lifetimes. One she hadn't known survived the Time War or destruction of Gallifrey at all.

Could she have? The Doctor took out her sonic and began scanning her without so much as a by-your-leave. It was, she supposed, theoretically possible. If Romana had been in a pocket dimension the entire time, similar to Gallifrey itself for a good few thousands of years after the War (according to her personal timeline). A pocket dimension might also explain the ease with which the TARDIS had gotten here- that wasn't nearly as difficult as a properly separate one. There wasn't even that much smoke in the console room, there had been way more after her last attempt.

But it also felt... a little too convenient, that she'd somehow end up in a pocket dimension with someone she considered... well, hopefully still a friend. Even if their last few interactions had been... strained. The Doctor wasn't nearly so inclined to fight about such things as she once had been, though.

Thus the scan.

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The archivist wondered, in the detached way that had become characteristic of her, if the Lord President had merely regenerated. The years that she had spent serving him had numbed her natural ability to recognise others of her kind, even her Lord President, but... nothing about the woman struck her as particularly like him.

Her sense of fashion, for one. Those clothes were certainly not befitting of the President of the Time Lords. They looked like something one would find on some Level Five backwater... and that wasn't even taking into account the general way that she held herself. She didn't possess even an ounce of the Lord President Eternal's commanding presence.

But why was she here? How was she here? He was the only one with the authority to enter the archives. That was how it had always been. But she couldn't deny the evidence of her own eyes... but...

Without a word, the archivist returned her gaze to the archive she had been studying before the intrusion. She had her duty. There were to be no interruptions.

Frankly, the Doctor knew that she'd been pushing the TARDIS far more than she ought to have been. But after what the Master had told her, how could she not? For a while after he'd told her, she'd made sure to spend every minute with her friends, ensuring she wouldn't have the time to dwell on it.

Then she'd been imprisoned for a few decades and been forced to dwell on said thoughts.

So maybe now she was avoiding picking Yaz up for as long as possible so she could make detours to do research, leaving her at home for longer and longer periods each time she dropped her off at home. It was fine. What Yaz didn't know wouldn't hurt her. It would all be the same amount of time to her.

Issue was, pushing the TARDIS into another dimension had... not exactly been her full intention, though she also couldn't honestly say that it hadn't been. She winced and patted the wall of her ship, taking a step out- it would be smartest to try and get out of it quickly first, but...

Maybe there would be answers here. She hoped.

Though, given she seemed to have stepped into a room full of books, perhaps not. Helpful as they could be, she rather doubted she'd have just so happened to have landed somewhere that se came from- wherever that may be- and in a room with books that would somehow explain to her just what had happened to result in her being alone and in another dimension to begin with.

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( like this for a starter with archivist romana. things to know about this verse is that she is... very not all there. she has a damaged sense of identity after the time war And It Shows. starters may assume that they already know each other )

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Romana blinked. It seemed that she had neglected to consider that there was another problem to face after being acknowledged - communicating. This has always been a bit of an issue for her, but she took it in her stride, her raised eyebrows being the only physical tell that she had no idea what the other woman was talking about.

She thought back to her old xenosociology classes at the Academy. Right. If she followed her lessons, she could work out how to navigate this situation.

"Of course not." Romana said, making a wild assumption as to what the phrase having a go meant, "I'm sure that you're lovely, but I'm afraid that I'm rather occupied by other matters, and really, I don't have much of an interest in aliens."

"Sorry, is this -" she's bewildered, and obviously so. She looks the woman up and down. Could it just be an expression? Or is there something about her face that tells people: i am a space traveler. you can confess to me that you are also a space traveler.

"Are you having a go at me?"

Does she look that out of place?

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Oh! Romana's frustrated expression melted somewhat when she was actually met with an answer. That was a step in the right direction, surely.

"Yes, it's really quite rude, isn't it?" Romana replied. "I suppose it could have something to do with their culture. You know, my- my travel guide left me without explaining a thing about this planet."

'I want to see my grandfather and have a normal day.'

Do you know what? You can say things to a man, be it that the person in question is not a man at all, and is in fact also not from mars, and he can hear you, and the day can still go absolutely tits up.

Consider: she's getting muffins. For grandad.

And now:

"Why on earth would I pretend you're invisible? Are people going around pretending you're invisible? That's a bit of a shit trick, isn't it?"

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( so ive been stuck in potentially the worst flare-up of my life. it's still ongoing, but i think the worst of it has passed. i'm going to get to following people back + then ill try to work on some of the replies i owe. thanks for your patience yall! )

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FOR THE “YOU CAN KILL ME BUT DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THEM” DYNAMICS 

❝  i only want you.  ❞

❝  i don’t need anyone else.  i just…you.  you’re all i need.  ❞

❝  listen,  i’ve lost a lot of people in my life.  i learned how to deal with it but…you’re different.  i can’t take it if it’s you.  ❞

❝  i think about anything happening to you and i— i just.  i fucking lose it.  ❞

❝  you don’t understand.  i need you safe.  not because i don’t think you can handle yourself but because i can’t focus on anything else if there’s even the smallest possibility you’re in danger.  ❞

❝  no one is ever gonna get near you again,  you hear me?  ❞

❝  i won’t let you get hurt.  i promise.  and i don’t make empty promises.  ❞

❝  turn around.  you don’t need to see this part.  ❞

❝  just give the word and i’ll kill every one of them.  ❞

❝  you can’t get all worked up every time something happens to me.  that’s just life.  you’re not always gonna be able to protect me from it.  ❞

❝  no one else understands me.  but you do.  you always do.  ❞

❝  i don’t think i’m the best person for you,  i don’t.  but i do know i’m the one that can keep you safe  ❞

❝  hey—  look at me.  it’s over.  it’s done.  we’re okay.  ❞

❝  who the fuck made you cry i’ll fucking rip their head off.  ❞ 

❝  i know you’ve always got my back.  ❞

❝  please,  let me take care of you this time.  you’re always protecting me but it tears me up inside every time you get hurt because of it.  ❞

❝  can you make everyone else just go away?  i know they mean well but i just want to be alone—  alone with you i mean.  ❞

❝  i know when you’re here,  the real monsters can’t touch me.  ❞

❝   oh,  i am one of the monsters.  but that just means i can keep all the other monsters from ever hurting you again. ❞ 

❝  if you’re gonna keep risking your life for me than you’re also gonna let me patch you up without a single complaint.  ❞

❝  we keep each other safe.  it’s my turn to protect you.  ❞

❝  i killed them for you.  i know you could’ve done it yourself,  but you shouldn’t have to.  ❞

❝   i love you because i know how capable you are.  and i show that love by making sure you don’t have to be the one to always do the hard things.  ❞

❝   i’m gonna make them regret ever even thinking about laying a hand on you.  ❞

❝  tell me what you want me to do.  i’ll do it.  whatever you want.  ❞

❝  i love you just like this.  i love you when you touch me gently like no one else ever has.  and i love you when your hands are bloody and your knuckles are bruised. ❞

❝  please,  just let me protect you.  ❞

❝  are you hurt?  did they hurt you?  ❞

❝  wait,  stop you’re bleeding.  ❞

❝  did you just wince?  where are you hurt?  ❞

❝  i need you in my life.  i’m not used to that—  needing people.  but i do need you.  ❞

❝  you make me feel things i’m not used to feeling.  ❞

❝  why do you let me close when you’re always driving everyone else away?  ❞

❝   you’re mine.  and i protect what’s mine.  ❞

❝  thank you for always being here for me.  ❞

❝  you see things in me that i didn’t even know where there.  ❞

❝  that’s enough.  let’s go home.  ❞

❝  i’m okay now.  i’m safe.  you don’t have to be angry anymore.  ❞

❝  please stop—  this is scaring me. ❞

❝  you don’t have to do this for me.  ❞

❝   hey stop— stop!  look at me.  they’re dead now.  you can stop.  ❞

❝  i have to make an example outta them so no one else tries to hurt you again.  ❞

❝  killing for you is easy.  it’s right.  it feels natural.  ❞

❝  let me do this for you.  ❞

SCENARIOS

[ ONE ]  for sender to take a bullet for receiver. 

[ TWO ]  for receiver to take a bullet for sender. 

[ THREE ]  for sender to protect receiver and then carry them to safety. 

[ FOUR ]  for receiver to protect sender and then carry them to safety. 

[ FIVE ]  for sender to witness receiver get hurt which sends them into a violent rage.

[ SIX ]  for receiver to witness sender get hurt which sends them into a violent rage. 

[ SEVEN ]  for sender to be hurt trying to protect receiver which makes them bloodthirsty for revenge.

[ EIGHT ]   for receiver to be hurt trying to protect sender which makes them bloodthirsty for revenge.

[ NINE ]  for sender to have violently protected receiver,  so receiver kisses them to calm them down. 

[ TEN ]  for receiver to have violently protected sender,  so sender kisses them to calm them down. 

[ ELEVEN ]  for sender to carefully approach receiver in the aftermath,  gently touching them to try and bring them back to themselves. 

[ TWELVE ]  for receiver to carefully approach sender in the aftermath,  gently touching them to try and bring them back to themselves. 

[ THIRTEEN ]  sender was kidnapped,  receiver shows up to save them.  

[ FOURTEEN ]  receiver was kidnapped,  sender shows up to save them.  

[ FIFTEEN ]  sender executes a third party in front of receiver because that person hurt them. 

[ SIXTEEN ]  receiver executes a third party in front of sender because that person hurt them. 

[ SEVENTEEN ]  sender thinks they’re alone but receiver comes out of nowhere to rescue them from someone who intends to do harm/making them uncomfortable. 

[ EIGHTEEN ]   receiver thinks they’re alone but sender comes out of nowhere to rescue them from someone who intends to do harm/making them uncomfortable. 

[ NINETEEN ]  sender has been devastated by something.  receiver holds them until they calm down so they don’t do anything drastic. 

[ TWENTY ]  receiver has been devastated by something.  sender holds them until they calm down so they don’t do anything drastic. 

[ TWENTY-ONE ]  sender thought receiver died so they set out to get revenge.  receiver shows up in time to stand in front of them before they go too far.  

[ TWENTY-TWO ]  receiver thought sender died so they set out to get revenge.  sender shows up in time to stand in front of them before they go too far. 

[ TWENTY-THREE ]  sender is in a vengeful rage because of something that happened to receiver.  receiver gently approaches to calm them down saying this isn’t what they want. 

[ TWENTY-FOUR ]  receiver is in a vengeful rage because of something that happened to sender.  sender gently approaches to calm them down saying this isn’t what they want. 

[ TWENTY-FIVE ]  for sender to have receiver stand by somewhere safe where they can watch sender kill on their behalf. 

[ TWENTY-SIX ]  for receiver to have sender stand by somewhere safe where they can watch receiver kill on their behalf. 

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Lack of Sleep Starters!

pronouns and context can be changed as you see fit.

When was the last time you actually got some rest?

Alright, that's it. You're going to bed, and I'm not taking no for an answer.

Look at you! You're spilling coffee.

You have bags, and I'm not talking about the Gucci kind.

Jesus, have you been awake the entire night?

It's 4am. You need sleep.

You're safe here. You can rest now.

I promise, I'm fine. I just look tired a lot, thanks to... the tiredness.

Look, I'm okay! I've pulled all nighters before.

This isn't the first time I've gone without sleep.

I'll carry you to bed if I have to.

Do I need to baby you?

Huh? What? I'm awake, I swear!

You just ran into the wall. It's time to lie down.

Go. To. Bed. That's an order.

I made a nest for you. You can sleep in that, if you want.

Can I get an extra pillow / blanket?

Want me to tuck you in, too?

I'll check in on you in an hour. You'd better not have moved.

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send  “  who  did  this  to  you  ?  ”  for  the  sender  to  find  the  receiver  injured  and  demand  to  know  who  did  it.

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Alejandra Pizarnik, from A Musical Hell

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‘can you explain this gap in your resume’ oh yeah that’s when i was sealed in the cursed cube

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Send a symbol for your muse to gently touch mine by: 

❥ :  tucking stray hair behind their ear

✿ : trailing soft kisses down their arm

☁ : cuddling with them under a blanket

★ : pressing a kiss to the back of their hand

▲ : leaning your head against their shoulder

♪ : singing them a lullaby and brushing their hair

◆ : wrapping your arms around them from behind

✤ : lacing your fingers into theirs and holding their hands

♣ : slowly pulling them into your lap to curl up and cuddle

▨ : rubbing their back to calm them down when they’re upset

▰ : embracing them and holding them firmly against your chest

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