An Awful Lot of Running

An Awful Lot of Running

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Doctor Who
~a superwholock fanfiction~ TRIGGER WARNING: GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF SUICIDE, DEALS WITH SELF HARM (BOTH INVOLVING TEENAGERS //takes place during s6-8 of doctor who, s9-10 of supernatural, and s2-3 of Sherlock// An Awful Lot of Running revolves around newly regenerated Ophelia Winters, a depressed teenager who runs away after coming back from the dead. ///Suicide is not an escape. You won't regenerate and run away with your favorite fictional characters. I am sorry if this fic presents suicide in this way and if it glorifies suicide for you please stop reading. it is not meant to glorify or make light of suicide. suicide is serious and you will be missed. you do matter///
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TRIGGER WARNING! This story contains themes of self-harm and suicide. If you are unable to handle these themes in your current state of mind, please avoid this story. I do not intend to glorify these experiences, it just happens I wrote most of this at a dark time in my life. Go drink some water, and, if you do insist on continuing, I will provide warnings at the start of those chapters. Please, take care of yourselves, and know that you are loved. "Two birds... on a wire. One tries to fly away and the other..." Y/n L/n, a young siren cast alone in the deep blue finds a shimmer of hope, a glimmer of light in the dark. This light comes, not as an angel, but as a brash skeleton, with a soft spot for oddities, throwing Y/n into a whirlwind of emotions as she tries to navigate the unsettled waters of her own soul. Hey there! You may recognise this story, I've been re-writing it for a while and it's finally ready! Please enjoy!

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