December 2010
The Converse - a short Ten/Rose fic.
“What about these?” Rose held out a pair of dress shoes he’d bought in the ‘70s, a pair that would match quite well with his suit, surprisingly. But he shook his head and plunged back into the depths of his closet.
“I can’t run in those,” he explained.
“Oh.”
They continued to search. Again and again she pulled out dress shoes, and again and again he turned them away. She was looking for style;...
Eleven/Rose, Part 6
It was therapeutic—really, very therapeutic—to be able to tell her story to a stranger, a stranger who completely sympathized, who understood the mysterious, complicated ways of the Doctor. Rose had never fully told her story before; she’d never had to, really, because everyone she was close to knew every detail.
But now the events of her past were rushing out of her mouth, like a...
Eleven/Rose, Part 5
Amy couldn’t help but sneak (very conspicuous) glances at the blonde who walked on her left as Rory lead the way and the Doctor walked and spoke with the bride’s family and the groom a way’s away. She was pretty, Amy had to admit—long straight yellow hair, big brown eyes, a full face and figure. Very pretty in her pretty white gown.
My gown was prettier.
“So. You’re Amy?” A rather weak...
More Doctor Who fanfiction. Again.
Looking Back.
“Chiswick?” Amy’s nose wrinkled in disgust as she opened the TARDIS doors. “What in hell is in Chiswick?”
Hadn’t I told Amy not to Look Back? Just once, in my long ramblings of nothing, hadn’t I mentioned Never Look Back in a list of Things Never To Do? I must have, because Looking Back was stupid and pointless and what was the use of...
Eleven/Rose, Part 4
Part One: http://iamthewordshaker.tumblr.com/post/2101804000/so-i-wrote-my-first-eleven-rose-fanfic
Part Two: http://iamthewordshaker.tumblr.com/post/2184249183/eleven-rose-part-2
Part Three: http://iamthewordshaker.tumblr.com/post/2331285632/eleven-rose-part-3
The Doctor was not pleased to notice Jackie’s particularly murderous glances at him from across the room. He knew that he must pay...
Eleven/Rose, Part 3
There and Back Again
Part One: http://iamthewordshaker.tumblr.com/post/2101804000/so-i-wrote-my-first-eleven-rose-fanfic
Part Two: http://iamthewordshaker.tumblr.com/post/2184249183/eleven-rose-part-2
The Doctor stumbled over her question awkwardly, and the way he flicked his gaze all over the room reminded her of her old Doctor with such force that it nearly knocked her over—it was...
Moar Eleven/Rose. :D
A VICTIM OF YOUR LOVE
“You shouldn’t do that, y’know.” No. That wasn’t possible. That voice should not be inside the TARDIS. It wasn’t possible. My eyes shot open. She was right there, calm as everything, standing with her back to the console. Everything just as it should be—but with her right there. She had her hand out to me, gesturing. “It hurts your...
Eleven/Rose, Part 2
There and Back Again
Amy blundered into the church just as the door slammed shut after the Doctor’s disorganized entrance. Her legs seized up when she stopped inside the entryway and she clutched her knees. Rory ran right into her, nearly crashing her into the carpeted floor. They shared a look of “Watch where you’re going!” and “Where’s the Doctor?” before they heard a female’s high-pitched...
Ron/Hermione.
I just finished rereading the Harry Potter Series yesterday, and I felt the need to write a fanfiction. Here it is. :D
The grime on this wall was particularly thick, and I leaned against the sponge, pressing my weight against it as I scrubbed. The color was a bit lighter in my patch, and I let out a sigh, pushing back loose hair with the back of my wrist while breathing hard. This room would...
So, I wrote my first Eleven/Rose fanfic.
I’ve just got the first two parts here; not sure if I plan on continuing. Probably will.
All that he could think of was running. Running running running. He’d been running forever—no, actually, just two and a half minutes—and he still had long to go—well, truthfully, just one more minute—but to him it felt like ages. Ages of pushing himself, of willing himself...