I figured I'd post 'em all in one place so I could keep better track of everything. All are over the 100 word limit, but I'm talkative.
For
scap3goat who requested Doctor/anything, it's Doctor/TARDIS. Slight spoiler for season three cast.
She was completely insane. Several millennia of time-travelling had driven her that way. The Doctor had been crazy when he began time-travelling. He trailed a hand along the TARDIS console as he walked around the room. He was babbling at Martha, he knew that much, but he wasn’t entirely sure what he was saying. Martha nodded and left the console room, headed for somewhere else. A picture of the wardrobe room appeared in his head and he looked at the centre console.
“I know I’ve been neglecting you lately,” the Doctor whispered. “Forgive me?” The console lit up and he could feel the TARDIS begin moving underneath him. He slid backward a little and memories began to fill his head.
The first time he had come through those doors, she had placed in his head which button to use to close the doors. The Doctor remembered that like it was yesterday. But now there was a memory from a few moments before that. One of the other TARDISes had distracted the Travel Clerk. He gasped as the present became clear around him.
“I love you, too,” the Doctor said as he stroked the TARDIS once again.
Also for
scap3goat who wanted Barty/Jack. Slight spoiler for casting of Doctor Who season three.
Jack walked into the bar and glanced around quickly. He was looking for the man or woman most willing to climb into his bed. He spotted a man in the far corner. His hair was dark and slightly curling around his too small ears. Jack grinned and strode confidently toward him. He slid into the seat beside the man. The man turned toward him and flicked his tongue out three times before glancing around wildly.
"You're a Muggle," the man said matter-of-factly.
"Actually, I'm Jack. What's your name?" The man convulsively grabbed his left forearm.
"Barty." Jack's grin grew as he slid closer to the man.
"Well, Barty. What do you say we go back to my place and I show you some magic?" Barty stared at Jack with wide-eyes before nodding and following the time-traveller out into the street. Jack was happy Martha and the Doctor weren't going to be at the TARDIS when he got back.
For
abysmal_seraph who wanted Owen slash. Owen/Mark Lynch (the dude from Combat).
Mark Lynch is a bad man. Owen knows this, but with his pants around his ankles, he doesn’t care. They’re in an alley behind the bar and with the smell of the barmaid’s boyfriend’s blood in his nostrils, Owen finally feels alive. And then Mark begins sucking and Owen’s hands find his shoulders and begin controlling the rhythm. Owen can hear Mark jacking off as he sucks him, but he doesn’t care. Mark comes mere tics before Owen is spilling into his mouth. Mark wipes his mouth, tucks himself back into his trousers, and rises to his feet. Owen automatically zips and buckles his trousers, not paying much attention to what’s going on around him. Mark socks him on the shoulder and says, “Come on. If you liked that, I know something you’ll love.”
For
teh_gandu who wanted Elizabeth/Kate. Her prompt was heroes, but I didn't hit that at all. Mea culpa.
Elizabeth Weir had never been so naked in her life. She stared sleepily into Kate Heightmeyer’s eyes as the other woman drew small circles on Elizabeth’s naked hip. She opened her mouth to talk, but sleep had stolen her ability to reason. Kate just smiled and pressed a gentle kiss to Elizabeth’s forehead.
“Were you watching me sleep?” Elizabeth finally managed. Kate gave her a look that answered the question. “No one’s ever done that before.”
“I don’t see why not. You look lovely when you’re drooling.” It wasn’t a tease; Kate meant every word and it caused something to lurch deep in the pit of the diplomat’s stomach. Elizabeth moved to kiss Kate, but the psychiatrist already knew what was coming. As they shared a chaste kiss, Elizabeth was happy to be naked.
For my roommate who wanted angsty Gideon fic.
Jason stood with his hand on Stephen’s shoulder. The little boy was trying to keep from crying; his dad wasn’t so strong.
It just wasn’t fair. Cops’ wives were supposed to die at the hands of an archvillain in the midst of a cat-and-mouse game with the cop. They weren’t supposed to be killed by something that couldn’t be seen. It was something that couldn’t be fought against; Jason couldn’t use a disease as a rallying point. Without Lina, he had no reason to live.
The agent felt a shudder run through his hand. He looked down at Stephen. The small boy had finally succumbed to his grief.
Jason had a purpose.
That's all I got, but if anybody else wants a drabble, feel free to ask. Quick Criminal Minds spoiler:
Yay! Reid's just screwed up! He's not a druggie! And Morgan looked so pretty this episode.