⠀ For 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧’s sake, she hopes The Doctor’s shredded that fez.

⠀ ❛ Good morning everyone! ❜

⠀ Ah, so 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 actually kept that scarf she gifted her many Christmas Solstices ago.

⠀ ❛ Isn’t it marvellous, father? ❜

⠀ She stifles a yawn, clasping her book shut. She’s been lost in her reading for hours. Lowering the novel, she stood from the couch and approached hers and 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 bedroom. Changing out of her clothes, she slips under the covers hoping for the Doctor to join.

Would anyone care to join her for a drink?

⠀⠀ ❛ Happy Christmas everyone! ❜

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀She’s never seen a more captivating sight than her missus, 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 covered in nothing but a sheet. River wonders if The Doctor’s aware that she occasionally smiles in her sleep . . . ?

anatomy of the thirteenth doctor 💫

Now with that said, she’s going to retire for the night with the most exquisite bottle of Champagne. Goodnight sweeties.

⠀⠀⠀ Catches herself as she nearly stumbles and falls from the explosion she may or may not have had a /bit/ of a hand in. ❛ I’ve had better days. ❜

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Once upon a time 𝗜 was 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 in 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀Now 𝗜’𝗺 only 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ There’s 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 I can do ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀A total eclipse of the 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁

⠀⠀⠀ ❛ Sentimental idiot. ❜

⠀⠀⠀ /She/ should come over here and kiss her wife, just to y’know . . . prove it.

⠀⠀⠀She can’t help but smile at her wife’s childish antics, humming pleasantly as their lips meet in a long awaited kiss. It certainly felt as if it had been ages since they’ve done it. What bliss.

Obviously, she still has to show 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 how to dress.

Hm. . . Well, she does fancy the bowtie and suspenders.

Well, someone’s certainly smug.

"I've been so reckless with them..."

Hi, hello. The wife here, 𝑻𝙝𝙚 𝑫𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧. Where’s her kiss?