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How Very 1920s, by purple_bug (PG-13)
Hi, I'm amaresu and I'll be driving the Doctor Who van this month. I've got a mixture of Old and Middle Who lined up and I hope you enjoy.
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Charley/Zoe, Eight/Jamie, Two/Jamie(/Zoe), Charley/Zoe/Eight
Length: ~3000
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
purple_bug
Author Website: Teaspoon account
Why this must be read: It's not the 1920s, but everyone is pretending it is. Everything is wonderfully shown in this manner. Charley is from the 1920s and her reactions are spot on for someone raised in that time, while at the same time being so very Charley. Zoe is perfectly in character as she flirts and explains things. This is a beautifully written piece.
A young lad stands awkwardly at the edge of the room, apparently waiting for somebody. The Doctor approaches him and they talk for a few minutes. Charley watches with puzzled curiosity as he holds out a hand to the young man, and when the hand is tentatively taken and he is led to the dance floor, Charley finds herself astonished. Who on earth is this man who can make the Doctor behave like this? Abandoning an opportunity to talk people’s ears off, that just isn’t like him. And won’t people stare? She looks around herself worriedly, watching for anyone who might be about to shout out or cause trouble, but amazingly, nobody seems to have noticed. Not even the people around the Doctor and this mysterious man; they merely alter their steps a little to allow them room to dance.
She sees the Doctor laugh a little as his dancing partner fumbles the steps, and with a few moments of talking him through it, they reach a slightly clumsy sort of waltz. Even as she continues to stare, she finds herself smiling a little at the way they move together; awkward and shy, with a strange degree of both familiarity and uncertainty.
“They’re sweet together, aren’t they?” comes a voice from right beside her, giving her quite a start. The speaker is a fairly young, slender girl with dark hair, doll-like features, and a silvery dress that makes Charley’s eyes drift to all the curves quite of their own accord.
How Very 1920s
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Charley/Zoe, Eight/Jamie, Two/Jamie(/Zoe), Charley/Zoe/Eight
Length: ~3000
Author on LJ:
purple_bugAuthor Website: Teaspoon account
Why this must be read: It's not the 1920s, but everyone is pretending it is. Everything is wonderfully shown in this manner. Charley is from the 1920s and her reactions are spot on for someone raised in that time, while at the same time being so very Charley. Zoe is perfectly in character as she flirts and explains things. This is a beautifully written piece.
A young lad stands awkwardly at the edge of the room, apparently waiting for somebody. The Doctor approaches him and they talk for a few minutes. Charley watches with puzzled curiosity as he holds out a hand to the young man, and when the hand is tentatively taken and he is led to the dance floor, Charley finds herself astonished. Who on earth is this man who can make the Doctor behave like this? Abandoning an opportunity to talk people’s ears off, that just isn’t like him. And won’t people stare? She looks around herself worriedly, watching for anyone who might be about to shout out or cause trouble, but amazingly, nobody seems to have noticed. Not even the people around the Doctor and this mysterious man; they merely alter their steps a little to allow them room to dance.
She sees the Doctor laugh a little as his dancing partner fumbles the steps, and with a few moments of talking him through it, they reach a slightly clumsy sort of waltz. Even as she continues to stare, she finds herself smiling a little at the way they move together; awkward and shy, with a strange degree of both familiarity and uncertainty.
“They’re sweet together, aren’t they?” comes a voice from right beside her, giving her quite a start. The speaker is a fairly young, slender girl with dark hair, doll-like features, and a silvery dress that makes Charley’s eyes drift to all the curves quite of their own accord.
How Very 1920s