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Tiny Human Heads by Kalima (R)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Ten/Sarah Jane
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lordshiva
Author Website: Author profile on A Teaspoon and an Open Mind
Why this must be read:
The basic premise of this fic is that the Tenth Doctor has decided to tell everyone that he loves that he loves them, using actual words, starting with Sarah Jane. The real beauty of this fic is the authors ability to move seamlessly from manic comedy to tragic angst and back again. Seriously, this fic has everything, hilarious sex scenes, Time War angst, in character dialogue and naked Tenth Doctor in spectacles.
“But what happened? Why did you have to save the universe in the first place?”
“I’m always saving the universe.”
“One planet at a time usually. With, you know, a sonic screwdriver, a ball of string, and your big gob.”
“I was younger then. I carried more stuff in my pockets. And things got a lot more complicated.” He paused, chewing on his lower lip. Then he sighed. “There was a war. A really big war. The kind of really big that make words like ‘really’ and ‘big’ seem very silly. Ball of string approach, charming, but ineffectual. Although… I did defeat the Sycorax with a well-aimed Satsuma. Your Prime Minister finished the job by blowing them the hell up. And I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Have you got any biscuits?”
She went to the kitchen, brought back a packet of All Butter Chocolate Chunk Cookies from M&S.
“Ooh, who’s my little crack pusher, then? You are.” He tore open the bag with his teeth.
“Shouldn’t you talk about it though? I mean, you might have PTSD. You could need counseling.”
“If you knew how really incredibly stupid an idea that is you’d be prostrate with embarrassment right now.”
“Well, you could go off the deep end any minute, and start lobbing Satsumas at the average citizen on the street.”
“Sometimes I want to. Oh, we should do that tomorrow!”
Tiny Human Heads
Pairing: Ten/Sarah Jane
Author on LJ:
lordshivaAuthor Website: Author profile on A Teaspoon and an Open Mind
Why this must be read:
The basic premise of this fic is that the Tenth Doctor has decided to tell everyone that he loves that he loves them, using actual words, starting with Sarah Jane. The real beauty of this fic is the authors ability to move seamlessly from manic comedy to tragic angst and back again. Seriously, this fic has everything, hilarious sex scenes, Time War angst, in character dialogue and naked Tenth Doctor in spectacles.
“But what happened? Why did you have to save the universe in the first place?”
“I’m always saving the universe.”
“One planet at a time usually. With, you know, a sonic screwdriver, a ball of string, and your big gob.”
“I was younger then. I carried more stuff in my pockets. And things got a lot more complicated.” He paused, chewing on his lower lip. Then he sighed. “There was a war. A really big war. The kind of really big that make words like ‘really’ and ‘big’ seem very silly. Ball of string approach, charming, but ineffectual. Although… I did defeat the Sycorax with a well-aimed Satsuma. Your Prime Minister finished the job by blowing them the hell up. And I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Have you got any biscuits?”
She went to the kitchen, brought back a packet of All Butter Chocolate Chunk Cookies from M&S.
“Ooh, who’s my little crack pusher, then? You are.” He tore open the bag with his teeth.
“Shouldn’t you talk about it though? I mean, you might have PTSD. You could need counseling.”
“If you knew how really incredibly stupid an idea that is you’d be prostrate with embarrassment right now.”
“Well, you could go off the deep end any minute, and start lobbing Satsumas at the average citizen on the street.”
“Sometimes I want to. Oh, we should do that tomorrow!”
Tiny Human Heads