Title: Ten Moments - Sated
Author:
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Title: Ten Moments - Kiss
Author: golden_orange
Rating: All ages.
Characters: Six
Authors Notes: My first attempt at Doctor Who fiction longer than 100 words for a while. Inspired by the 25moments  challenge, only adapted by yours truly. Ten Doctors, therefore ten moments. This is the sixth's. Feedback and comments welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't think there's ( Read more... )

Title: Ten Moments - Music
Author: golden_orange 
Rating: All ages.
Characters: Five, Tegan
Authors Notes: My first attempt at Doctor Who fiction longer than 100 words for a while. Inspired by the 25moments  challenge, only adapted by yours truly. Ten Doctors, therefore ten moments. This is the fifth's. Feedback and comments welcome.
Disclaimer: I don't think there's anyone ( Read more... )

Title: Lonely God
Author: golden_orange 
Medium: Doctor Who
Characters: Four, mentions of Ten
Rating: G
Authors Notes: Written for dw100 : 'legends'.
Disclaimer: Guess who owns Doctor Who? If you guessed me, lose ten points.
Summary: Legends build up over time. Someone needs to tear them down.



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On the viewscreen, the planet Garden looms closer, the billions on it’s surface unaware that an army of torturers, rapists and plunderers stand ready to engulf it’s surface and enough weaponry to crack a sun in half is aimed and ready to fire upon receiving a simple command. Beside the Commander of the Hell Fleet is Sarah, on her knees, eyes teary ( Read more... )

The Doctor is not interested in the slightest who Jo Grant chooses to spend time with outside of UNIT.

Not. Interested. At. All.

It is her prerogative, after all; if she would rather spend the evening entertaining a dullard rather than visit a world that has been described as the jewel of nine galaxies, then so be it. It is no concern of his ( Read more... )

“Well, my word, that was a tricky business and no mistake, wasn’t it? Yes, I think we could all do with a little breather after that one.” The Doctor fusses around the console, flicking at the buttons and screens with his handkerchief; it doesn’t so much clean it as spread the dust around. After a few minutes of fussy dusting, he forgets all about ( Read more... )

It is a cold, grey and wet November evening, and he is an old man, self-exiled, light years and centuries away from everything and everyone he understands. It is a difficult thing to rip oneself away from one’s home forever, and he sometimes wonders whether the scars will ever heal.

It is, he sometimes thinks, easy for these humans. To be trapped ( Read more... )

Title: The Waking Terror
Medium: Doctor Who / H.P Lovecraft
Characters: Well, that would be telling...
Pairings/Ships: None
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own it.

( For eons, the Dark God slumbered; now, he slumbered no more. )