My first ever Youtube video!I've never made a Youtube video before, but lately I have become almost addicted to the song "Somebody That I Used to Know" by Gotye. I love Doctor Who and thought that song fit the Doctor's and the Master's relationship so well! So I got down to it and made the video! I will warn people know I intened it to be a slash pairing, but if you want to think of it as a friendship then by all means do it! I just want people to enjoy it! Here's the link! http://www.youtube.com/watch?vv7jnDFPefg
CSI Captive Part 1CSI Captive Part 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
D.B Russell sat in his office at the Las Vegas Crime lab, looking over some reports. He had just set it down, when there was a knock on the doorframe. D.B looked up to see Nick Stokes. "Ah, Nick, what can I do for you?" D.B asked, resting back in his chair. "Can we talk?" Nick asked, seeming a bit uneasy. "Sure," D.B replied. Gesturing towards the chairs in front of the desk, he indicated Nick sit down. "Thanks," the younger man mumbled as he sank into the cushion. "What's on your mind Nick?" D.B asked, leaning forward to look at the CSI's face. Nick set his face into his hands, and growled, "Richard. He's been getting under my skin lately." "That's understandable; he would bother anyone to the point of becoming paranoid if they were in your place. Everyone in the lab feels for you and Greg, and how you personally are handling the situation," D.B told him. "I know," Nick said. "And I appreciate the support, but this time Richard's made it personal." Nick gripped his hair at
So Wrong, So Right-Doctor x MasterWARNING: BoyxBoy, make-outSo Wrong, So Right-Doctor x Master3 years ago in Romance More Like This
So wrong...the tenth incarnation of the Doctor repeated in his head. This was so wrong...
He was being pushed against the iconically blue door of the TARDIS, a pair of hands gripping the front of his brown pinstriped suit, forcing his mouth against someone else's, someone he knew all too well. The Master.
So wrong...yet he found himself kissing back with enthusiasm he didn't know he had, then eventually parting his lips slightly, letting the other's tongue in his mouth.
The kiss broke apart after a few moments, both gasping for air. For but a second, the Doctor was able to see logic through the confusion filling his head.
"St...stop..." He murmured, his voice rough. He raised his arms to push him away, but the Master pressed the other Time Lord's wrists against the door of the TARDIS.
He threw his head back against the TARDIS with a sharp groan, torn between resisting or giving in.
The Master took the unintentional invitation and started pressing kisses to th
Harder to Breathe Pt. 2 When it gets cold outside and you got nobody to loveHarder to Breathe Pt. 22 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I knew my Master would be back when the seasons changed. He didn't mind the cold, but his indifference to the chilly air couldn't stop his longing for warmth-my warmth. I didn't mind, though. I missed him too. He felt that it was safer-that he was safer- for me to be with him when it was cold. The drumming, the constant drumming that he had to endure, was never as strong in the cold air. I hate that. I hate that the Master-that my Master, the only one I've ever loved, the only one I've ever given myself to- has to guard himself around me.
You'll understand what I mean when I say there's no way we're gonna give up
"We can't go on like this," h
You Did This To MeYou found me, restored me,You Did This To Me3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Brought me back to myself.
Your mistake gave me Heaven,
Now I'm giving you Hell.
You soiled them, every memento,
Every memory I own.
Each one stained with hypocrisy,
Permanent, etched in stone.
You made me, this monster,
This villain, the very thing you despise.
My twisted mind corrupted
When exposed to your lies.
You broke it, our friendship,
Our promise, our hearts and our trust.
The close bond we once shared
Now nothing but dust.
You owned me, you know,
Hearts, body, mind and soul.
I'd have given you the universe,
Yours and mine to control.
You destroyed everything,
All our old friends and foes dead now,
Home just one big mass grave.
You loved me, you said so,
The only lie that was true.
That's why I'm still bitter, Doctor,
'Cause I still love you, too.
The Sound of SilenceDoctor WhoThe Sound of Silence3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A Doctor/Master fan fiction
The Sound of Silence
It was too much for him. He couldn't take it. The silence. There was nothing. The shock of the sound that he'd heard for most of his life being ripped from his skull was enough to drive him mad all over again. He panicked. So did I. It was terrifying. I had no choice. I knocked him unconscious.
Carrying the Master back to the Tardis, I only hoped he would be calmer when he awoke. Hopefully he would recognize where he was when that happened. I laid him down in one of the bedrooms and left him there in peace.
After a while of leaning against the Tardis console, resting my throbbing head and thinking about nothing, I noticed the Master enter. His boots thudded with a clang-clang as he trudged across the metal floor. For a moment I just looked at him and him at me. We said nothing. But when I caught sight of his sad eyes that were bloodshot a
Those Who Get Left BehindI was the retro metal dog,Those Who Get Left Behind3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The perfect canine companion.
Then he left me to stay with my mistress,
Never alone, but abandoned.
We were the ones
On the planets he's saved.
He left us leaderless, powerless,
Helped us dig our own graves.
We were his kinsmen,
His family, his people, his own,
But he murdered us, burned us,
Left himself all alone.
I was the pink and yellow girl,
Who came in, healed his hearts,
Now trapped an entire universe away
With his double (minus parts).
I was the Captain, the flyboy,
An unhappy immortal, his constant rejection
Pierces like blades.
I was the tutor, the best friend,
The archrival and more,
But I died to annoy him, to win,
To settle our score.
I was the anomaly,
Never meant to exist,
But I died, losing a Father, an offer
I never tried to resist.
I was his wife,
The one he said he'd never met.
He now knows my future,
But it hasn't happened yet.
I was the stand-in,
The flawed right-hand man,
Sent to liv
Drunk Doctor"'m not drunk... Jusht a bit tipshy..." the Doctor slurred, one arm draped around the Master's neck, tie tied around his forehead, and a glass of something strongly alcoholic in his other hand... The Master had lost count how many he'd had, but it must have been a LOT to get him this drunk... It takes a lot to affect a Timelord anyway, hence why he was still perfectly sober after a few drinks... It probably didn't help that whatever it was the Doctor was drinking, it was considerably stronger than his own... Why on Gallifrey had he agreed to this?Drunk Doctor4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Doctor had already done various things in his overly intoxicated state...
First there had been the singing - in several different languages Many of his choice of songs, the TARDIS had been thoughtful enough not to translate for everyone else's benefit, although the Master understood every word and ended up blushing bright red, especially as most of them seemed to be about him, and some of them were rather graphic... he was DEFINITEL
Doctor Who - Crossing TimelinesAuthor's Note: Where the Doctor and the Master went between leaving the Valiant with Jack's Vortex Manipulator and landing on Earth next to the ship yard full of rockets. They took a slight detour.Doctor Who - Crossing Timelines3 years ago in Humor More Like This
The Master and the Doctor were having tea. Tolerating each other's presence long enough for the Master to tell the Doctor all about his plans.
"I daresay, I have you stumped this time. Haven't I, Doctor?" the Master had a smug and challenging smile. Amazing how he can combine such moods.
"Well, I wouldn't be so sure of that," the Doctor looked a bit weary.
Suddenly, there was a sort of zapping noise, and two young men appeared in mid air about ten feet away. They landed on the ground in a heap.
Grunting in pain, the two young men sat up and looked around. The one in a brown pinstriped suit looked a bit scared when he saw the two Time Lords sitting there. The other, in his black suit, just looked insanely happy. He started laughing and the one in pinstripes tackled the o
Whovian LimericksStranded on a beach called Bad Wolf BayWhovian Limericks4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Rose saw him again, but he couldn't stay
And not before long
The Doctor was gone
It felt like a personal doomsday
The Eleventh Hour summed up in limerick:
Includes time travel, custard and fish stick
There's multiform eels
The Timelords companion, a redhead chick.
A strange John Smith and Jane Doe
on a search for a Beast Below.
They found out the lie,
saved the Beast, said goodbye,
and returned to their odd blue chateau.
There once was a lone Centurion
Who held to himself one lone mission
To guard a big box
Surrounded by locks
So he could see his Amy again
Oh, although the Doctors a cad
He really isn't so bad
Whilst going through time
So why is Liz I so mad?
There's this thing you should know about Ood
They often try to bring you food
It comes in green or blue
It might not appeal to you
Just accept it, so as not to be rude
Captain Harkness and Professor Song
To the same time period belong
CSI Captive Part 2CSI Captive Part 23 years ago in Drama More Like This
Meanwhile, Greg lay in a dark room on a sagging old mattress. His wrists were locked in shackles, wrapped around a thin pipe that was bolted into the floor. His body was bare, not a piece of clothing covered him, and goose bumps stood out to the coolness of the room. The marks that had shown up in the picture that Richard sent were still littered across Greg's chest. The gag had been removed earlier; it was only temporary so Richard could keep Greg under control for a while. It had likely been hours since then, when Greg had first woken up in this dismal place, tied down, and having Richard staring at him. Greg's first reaction was to call for help, but of course Richard had removed that prospect. Then Greg wanted to fight, but that too had been taken care of. So, with his captive, somewhat under control Richard proceeded to play with him, then to add insult to injury, send video evidence of it to Nick. After that, Richard had left, and Greg was stuck staring at the dark ceiling, becom