Doctor Who | Marrying the Hangman, Master/Rose, r.
Post series two, pre series four. The Master winds up in the parallel world, locked up in Torchwood under the watch of one Miss Tyler.
Wonders how she learned such a good left hook, now, rubbing his chin and leering. "Just commenting on the decor." Apparently she's sensitive on the subject of walls ( Read more... )

Doctor Who | And She Asked for Your Gentle Mind, Master/Rose, adult.
For lastblazes at the Vag Fest, prompt: chocolate. Post s2, pre s4.
His fingers twitched at her temples and she sighed. It wasn't about dimensional cannons or propulsion limits anymore., 528 words, complete.
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Blackpool/Doctor Who | Lying There at the Tips of Your Toes, Peter Carlisle/Rose Tyler, adult.
For mylittlepwny at the Vag Fest, prompt: 5 times Peter Carlisle masturbated after meeting Rose Tyler, and one time he didn't have to.
Peter made a clumsy attempt to clean the brown river he'd created with wafer thin napkins but kept his eyes trained across the diner ( Read more... )

Doctor Who | Once Upon A Time, Doctor/Rose, g
for the theme "fairytales" at then_theres_us.
We don't know the meaning of happily ever after. We only know ever before, ever now, forever and ever and ever. , 567 words, complete.
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Being Human/Doctor Who Crossover | We've Read the Back of the Book, Mitchell/Rose, Doctor/Rose, r.
It's 1968. They share a blunt, sitting on the grass under a "nice, big shady tree" as she likes to call it. He can't imagine ever having bitten her even before he went straight., 760 words, complete.
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Doctor Who | Vienna Waits, Nine/Rose, pg.
for the prompt "Vienna" at the Better with Two ficathon, reference.
His hand was offered and accepted, just like always, as they stepped onto the dance floor. , 727 words, complete.
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Doctor Who | Covering Your Nights and Days, Ten/Rose, Adult.
This fandom needs more blow job fics, 'nuff said.
“Are you... oh, you are. Yes, well.” Words come out daft when the slick flesh of her tongue comes into contact with his belly button. Teasing, snaking around, and his huge Time Lord brain shrinks down to the one pin pointed thought that ( Read more... )

Doctor Who | Synesthesia Tastes Just Like a Rainstorm, Nine/Rose, G
First kiss fic.
In the end, or the beginning, it's a whole lot simpler than he ever thought it could be., 595 words, complete.
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Doctor Who | And it's all running out like it's the end of the world
Doctor/Rose, G
This is weird. It can be any version of D/R though I guess it's mostly Ten II/Rose. Inspired by The Cure's "Plainsong".
“Slip with me. Let's fall.” He said., complete, 329 words
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Doctor Who | A Lot Can Happen in a Little, Nine/Rose, PG
post "Father's Day".
It had been like watching his planet burn all over again, in her eyes that day on the street corner. She presses a palm to his chest, feeling the twin beats inside. Looks down at where she's touching him like he carries the secrets of the universe beyond his ribs. "Are ( Read more... )