Rory has been running for me for a while now.. And I feel quite bad about it..
I’m going away for the weekend… And during that time, I’ll think of what to do.. Put this blog on hiatus, give up… I don’t know yet.. I just don’t want to lose Rory… Because he’s so close to my heart..
I’m very sorry for the proplems I’ve caused.. Got some hate about the drafts, which also made me think, and I don’t want to hurt anyone…
Again, I’m very sorry for the absolutely ridiculously late replies and the lack of activity.. I hope to find Rory again after re-watching some episodes during easter..
Love and huggles,
I’m bored, so this is happening again;
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this… And this is after I deleted some of them, because these were gold..
[text: Dad] You're obviously out on a late shift or something, but I brought a friend home to stay for a while, I hope that's okay.
[text: Melody] Yes, I’ll be home around 4am. Who is it?
[text: Melody] Make sure to clean the guestroom a bit before going in there!
[text: Dad] I sleep when I need to, don’t worry. I get as much sleep as I need - if I get any more I get bad headaches.
[text: Dad] You go back to work, don’t worry about texting, I know you’re busy. See you when you get home.
[text: Melody] I finished up, I’m home in 20
River smiled at the text and 15 minutes later was downstairs, pouring hot water into the teapot and reaching down mugs from the cupboard. She was curled up on the sofa in her shawl/blanket and nursing her mug of tea when she heard the key turn in the lock, and she glanced round and smiled, waiting for Rory to come into the living room.
With a yawn, Rory unlocked the front door and stepped through the doorway, carefully closing the door behind him. He threw his coat on the stairs and sauntered towards the living room. “Night—” he mumbled at River, with sleepy eyes, as he walked upto her to give her a quick kiss on her forehead. “I should really give you a bedtime as your father..” he joked softly.
my question was never WHY you drop some of your threads but thank you for extensively explaining that. you say you have no problem with people dropping your threads though i do believe you should be one of those who understand that one shouldn't judge others by one's own standards.
Oh.. I didn’t judge you, I just gave my own opinion, and used the method that worked for me.. (Since this is my blog…???)
But I understand that this method might not work for you.. And I’m sorry that it doesn’t..
I didn’t mean to offend anyone by doing so. I didn’t think anyone would accually care anymore, since I’ve been a bag of dicks when it comes to replies.. And thought people would’ve forgotten about them anyway.
So again, I’m sorry. I didn’t want to offend anyone, but right now.. I can’t fix it.
Also.. I’m sorry if you’re mad for me dropping a thread if that’s the case.. But I extensively explained that already.
"Had to. The old one became too well known."
"It was a safe haven for people all over the universe…" He shook his head lightly and gave a long sigh. With clenched teeth he spoke: "And then you had to drag er into killing.."
With big eyes he crawls away and hits his back against the wall. His breath is fast and his eyes are wet of tears that are on the brink of falling.
He doesn’t have any words to speak, he just stares at the man who just spoke the faul words about his daughter and wife. Who had threatened him with a knife earlier, but was now bleeding by the knife Rory had just stabbed him with.
"I asked you to leave. Not to speak foul about my family." he says, trying to keep his voice from cracking.
The Predator scowls. “It’s too late for that, Rory. Unless…” He raises an eyebrow. “We could go our separate ways and pretend like none of this ever happened. Would you like that?”
He still wasn’t about to give up the fight, however. “I’ll let you see them, once -maybe twice- a week. But under my terms.”
Breathing heavy, Rory crawls up against the wall, nodding at the proposition of parting their ways, hoping it would mean that he could stay with Amy and get River away from him. But the next part of his offer wasn’t quite what he had expected.
"Do you expect me to agree to that?" He snarls at him, with his back still against the wall.
(melody!verse) "Daddy? Do I have to go to school today. I don't feel well." Melody asked from the top of the stairs looking down where Rory was.
"Yes— I’m sorry. Now go get ready, Melody!"
"Here’s your hot chocolate, princess." Rory grinned as he placed it on the table, while watching at the tv.
"Thank you Daddy." She smiled take the mug.
He sat down next to her. “What are you watching?”
"Shake it up."
"Interesting." he said while wrapping his arm around her. He gave her a quick kiss on the head.
"Not really but I hate the other shows." She murmured moving close to him.
"Oh—" Rory spoke abrupt. "Want me to put on a movie?" He whispered.
"Come out. You aren't your wife anymore. I can get you clothes from the wardrobe. I should have some guy clothes in there.."
"This must’ve been the absolute worst night of my life.. Thank you."
"Yea- thank you." He smiled as he took the clothes.
"Do you— do you know what happened yesterday?"
"It was a spell. Only lasted for a little while, which is good. But I’ve heard there have been spells that can last longer. You were a lucky one."
[ Sorry, dropping thread to start over ]
"Push me away all you want, I’m going to fix this."
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Amy looked at Rory and shook her head. Her head hurt and her heart ached. “Rory this isn’t something you can just put a band aid over and it’ll be fine.”
Without words, his lips moved at her touch, arching in slightly as her hand moved down. “Amy?” he whispered softly as she placed a soft kiss on his cheek.
"I— I do.. Very much." he said. His expression went from shocked and rather flustered, to a relaxed stare at his beautiful wife. "Should I call off the reservation?" he smiled at her.
"Rory you’ve been wanting to go to this new place for some time. It’s all up to you." She told him as she kissed his cheek again. "I mean you and I can wait for dessert until after right?" She pulled away and looked at him from head to toe. A grin on her mouth.
"Unless you don’t want to of course. I can go either or." She stated softly and turned to head towards the stairs.
As much as he enjoyed Amy’s attention at the moment, his stomac was rumbling, and he wouldn’t be able to focus on her if they went on an early dessert. “Let’s stick to the chronological order..” he smiled, placing his hand on her waist to pull himself closer to her, pecking as kiss on her lips.
"Diner first, then we’ll see if we can fit second dessert." He mumbled as he took her hand. "You’re beautiful."