Meme: fic you think I'll never write
Ganked offa amy_wolf who had it offa Nos. Because I seem to be out to prove this week that there isn't anything I won't write.
Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return (if inspired), I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.
Name three fics you think I will never, ever, ever write. In return (if inspired), I will attempt to write a snippet of one of them.
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Five/Six/Peri threesome
Donna plays yenta for Doctor/Rose
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When she was late, she didn't think anything of it. Not at first. She was a doctor (almost); she understood how the human body could shut down by piecemeal, prioritizing and conserving energy. She hadn't had a period in eight months already, not since she'd crossed Russia, and if it took a while for her body to get back on track once time reset, it was hardly surprising.
But then a second month went by, and she knew her body was properly nourished now, and she was starting to panic.
Martha sat in the bathroom, head in her hands and blue stick on the sink. She felt her body trying to make her breath come in short gasps, but she'd fought her body as much as the Master for that year and she defeated it easily. Instead, she made herself think. She'd seen Tom Milligan a few times, but never slept with him. They were, she reflected somewhat bitterly as she rubbed at her stomach, taking it slow. That left the time before. Martha took a deep breath and let her mind reach back, back, ( ... )
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It took a couple visits to get everything arranged, but when she found out she was only just finishing the first trimester, she wanted to keep it that way. Shortly, then, she found herself lying in a hospital gown in a bright, functional room, waiting for a nurse to dilate her.
Nothing could make this pleasant, but she was more relaxed than she'd expected to be. She felt good about the clinic-it was clean, it was professional, the staff made it plain they cared about their patients. So when a nurse in soft pink scrubs entered, Martha glanced up and smiled at her before going back to staring at her hands.
"Hello," the nurse said, as she opened cabinets and set things out on a tray with quiet, metalic sounds, "it's Martha, isn't it?" She had a sweet, melodic voice.
Then there was the sound of the chair rolling across the floor, and the nurse was by her bedside. She smiled at Martha. Martha scrabbled back.
"Hello, Martha Jones," said Lucy, with a smile of perfect joy.
"It can't be," Martha said hoarsely. "God, no, it's ( ... )
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Shakespeare/Donna
Adam Smith/Ianto
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Donna's eyes travelled all the way up the figure before her, then all the way back down. "What," she said, "you're Shakespeare?"
Will bristled. "Of course I'm Shakespeare."
Donna tossed back the contents of her tankard. "Bollocks," she said succintly.
"I am! I can prove it!"
"Oh?" She turned to face him squarely. "Let's have a sonnet on my breasts, then."
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Christ Church College, Oxford, 2009
"Regretably," the lecturer rambled on, "the evidence suggests that Shakespeare's greatest poem of all is lost to us…"
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2. The Rani uses SKIENCE to turn Six into a dog.
3. "I AM BORUSA, DESTROYER OF WORLDS."
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My brain has died and the pretty words are gone. :( I want to write this one, though. Actually, I think I want to write this one and the first one as the same fic. The Valeyard regenerates into Rose Tyler and Borusa gets out of the rock and they have Mortal Kombat, and Borusa wins BUT WAIT Rose Tyler is off the mat before the count finishes, and while Borusa is pirouetting about the ring crying, "I AM BORUSA, DESTROYER OF WORLDS," s/he puts hir skullcap back on over hir fetching blond locks and brains him with the collected works of Stephenie Meyer.
I KNEW FROM A YOUNG AGE THAT I WOULD BE A GREAT AUTHOR ONE DAY
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You could write some? *temps you*
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