Dr. Stella Ward (RP Acct)
gingyneurodr.bsky.social
Dr. Stella Ward (RP Acct)
@gingyneurodr.bsky.social
||21+ RP/parody, #SS, #DoctorWho based OC|| Neurologist and @thetenthdoc.bsky.social's 'special companion' (aka 💍).
- wanting the same thing.

When handed the psychic paper, she takes it and peers down at the page before her. It's technology that is obviously advanced.

"But... it's blank? At least for me it is. But you can get someone to see an ID or a passport with this?"
December 1, 2025 at 2:46 PM
"I'd marry you right now in this tiki bar if given the opportunity. What does that tell you? I had actually mulled over asking you if closer to Christmas was too soon."

At least she's being honest. And she, like he, didn't want to be pushy or scare him. But it's becoming apparent that they are --
December 1, 2025 at 2:46 PM
- lower to a near whisper. "You don't have any ID for anywhere in the world. Even a courthouse wedding, the clerk requires a passport or photo ID of some kind."
December 1, 2025 at 3:00 AM
- punchline. As for feeling rushed, I don't, nor do I want you to feel as if I'm pushing the envelope either."

Picking up the glass, she finished off the last bit of her Sex On The Beach.

"I'd marry you today if I could. But there's one small issue.."

Stella would lean in and her voice would --
December 1, 2025 at 3:00 AM
They both needed the time away from everything that is 'normal' to them. Work, responsibilities, saving the world, people or even the universe.

Time away from issues and problematic people.

"Fate does like to play jokes every so often. It just sucks that in a roundabout way I ended up being the
December 1, 2025 at 3:00 AM
- especially enjoying the company of her better half.

After some time, and a sip of her drink to wash down a bite, Stella brings up an important question.

"When would you like for us to get married?"
November 30, 2025 at 3:43 PM
"You are truly the most biased man in the entire universe," she quips with a lighthearted giggle. "Not that I am complaining, mind you."

This is truly the perfect start to their holiday. And she's not only greatly enjoying her meal and the cocktail that is being sipped on occasion. Stella is --
November 30, 2025 at 3:43 PM
- she can start eating her barbecue smash burger. Picking it up after sitting her phone down, the first bite is pure heaven.
November 29, 2025 at 8:48 PM
- face.

Another fry is taken and dipped before it goes in her mouth. They are nearly addicting. She'd shake her head while swallowing the bit she's chewing on.

"I think that we're all set for now, love." Stella would pay and send the order to be shopped and delivered later in the day.

Now --
November 29, 2025 at 8:48 PM
It's kept out of utter respect and it's not a secret for her to tell. Even if he's one of, if not the most feared man in the universe to many species.

"Am I really that much of a mystery to you still? If that's the case, then I must be doing something right." Stella can't help the grin on her --
November 29, 2025 at 8:48 PM
- have me for dessert instead."

The redhead smirks while secretly finding and adding the pie to the order.

"Anything else before I send the order, hot stuff?"
November 28, 2025 at 11:00 PM
- else around them does.

She then nips up and eats a cheese fry after dipping it in the ranch dressing. After that she adds a bottle of wine, a couple of juices to the cart.

"Are you actually agreeing that I'm sweeter than banana cream pie? If so, I'll just leave it off the list so that you can -
November 28, 2025 at 11:00 PM
Stella has a light blush come over her. Definitely not from embarrassment. "Have you... um, always been this flirty?"

Her question is posed as to not give away what he truly is in front of the bartender and other strangers. She knows he's on regeneration number ten (or is this eleven?) but no one -
November 28, 2025 at 11:00 PM
- brand and adds it to the cart.

"Is there anything else we need to add? Drinks or anything? Something for dessert?"

She thanks the bartender for the delicious looking and aromatic food but waits to eat until the order is complete.
November 28, 2025 at 5:38 PM
- that can deliver their order. She then began to add items that The Doctor had written down or stated.

"If we were at home I'd make sauce from scratch, but this time I'll get jarred sauce. And no, not the cheap, flavorless kind. Only the best for us, sweetheart."

She finds the Newman's Own --
November 28, 2025 at 5:38 PM
"Attractive, huh?" She asks with a raised brow and a grin. "Hopefully I'm tastier than a burger as well."

Stella instinctively pulls her waist in as she laughs amid being tickled.

But now back to business. She pulls her phone from her purse and pulls up Instacart and finds a local-ish grocer -
November 28, 2025 at 5:38 PM
- Thai or American tomorrow. On night three we'll figure it out. We can do the lasagna and antipasto salad, garlic bread. So I'll need ingredients for Italian night."

Leaning in the redhead pecks his cheek. "You are my number one assistant chef, babe."
November 28, 2025 at 1:46 AM
"Huh, I'm almost disappointed to hear that I'm not as tasty as a burger enough to be bit in to." Naturally she teased right back once again.

Getting an answer that for the most part is indecisive, Stella thinks on how to try to cover each cuisine.

"Then how about Italian tonight, then either --
November 28, 2025 at 1:46 AM
- of their food cooking wafted in their direction.

"That depends, sweetheart. Do you want Italian? Or Thai, maybe Asian fare? A down home Southern American meal?"

Knowing what seems tempting to him will help her choose what else they will need to purchase.
November 27, 2025 at 4:32 PM
A brow lifts as a smirk etched upon her face. Cheeky man he is. But there's no rule against flirting with the one you're going to marry.

"Ah, so instead of having another smash burger, you'll be smashing me. The beach will never be the same."

The redhead is also getting more hungry as the aroma
November 27, 2025 at 4:32 PM