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And Other Things That Never Happened by tabula_x_rasa (PG)
Fandom: DOCTOR WHO
Pairing: Doctor/Master (Eleven/OC!Master)
Length: 2,200 words
Author on LJ:
tabula_x_rasa
Author Website: Dreamwidth journal
Why this must be read:
Problem: you're a Doctor/Master shipper, and you love the Eleventh Doctor. But Eleven hasn't had a Master to interact with yet, and there's no telling when that might happen, or who will be playing him, or whether he'll still be devouring entire turkeys. (Okay, actually, I think everyone's agreed that we don't need a repeat of that last. But the other two points stand.)
Here we have a delightful little romp with Eleven, Amy, Rory, and an OC!Master. There's banter, and flirting, and shoutouts to Classic Who. All the voices are great, and everyone (with the exception of the guy holding the Doctor hostage) has a good time. Especially the reader.
"I really must object to anyone killing the Doctor. Other than myself, of course."
The Doctor stared, and then boggled. He'd regenerated, of course, but the Master was the Master, and the Doctor could feel the strong, familiar touch on his own mind.
He beamed. He couldn't help it, really. Trust the Master to escape the inescapable— he always had before (the Doctor, quite frankly, depended on it). He was all in black, of course, with black hair and he'd gotten back a rubbish little goatee he was probably terribly proud of, bless.
"Who is that?" Amy demanded.
"Ah… an old friend of mine." The Master and the King were now trying to out-monologue each other, so this could take some time.
"'Old friend'?" Amy raised an eyebrow. "You're making googly 'My Hero' eyes at him."
"Don't be ridiculous, Pond," the Doctor said. "I have never in my life made googly 'My Hero' eyes at anyone. Except at myself."
And Other Things That Never Happened
Pairing: Doctor/Master (Eleven/OC!Master)
Length: 2,200 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: Dreamwidth journal
Why this must be read:
Problem: you're a Doctor/Master shipper, and you love the Eleventh Doctor. But Eleven hasn't had a Master to interact with yet, and there's no telling when that might happen, or who will be playing him, or whether he'll still be devouring entire turkeys. (Okay, actually, I think everyone's agreed that we don't need a repeat of that last. But the other two points stand.)
Here we have a delightful little romp with Eleven, Amy, Rory, and an OC!Master. There's banter, and flirting, and shoutouts to Classic Who. All the voices are great, and everyone (with the exception of the guy holding the Doctor hostage) has a good time. Especially the reader.
"I really must object to anyone killing the Doctor. Other than myself, of course."
The Doctor stared, and then boggled. He'd regenerated, of course, but the Master was the Master, and the Doctor could feel the strong, familiar touch on his own mind.
He beamed. He couldn't help it, really. Trust the Master to escape the inescapable— he always had before (the Doctor, quite frankly, depended on it). He was all in black, of course, with black hair and he'd gotten back a rubbish little goatee he was probably terribly proud of, bless.
"Who is that?" Amy demanded.
"Ah… an old friend of mine." The Master and the King were now trying to out-monologue each other, so this could take some time.
"'Old friend'?" Amy raised an eyebrow. "You're making googly 'My Hero' eyes at him."
"Don't be ridiculous, Pond," the Doctor said. "I have never in my life made googly 'My Hero' eyes at anyone. Except at myself."
And Other Things That Never Happened