Doctor Who short - The Gravity BombersDOCTOR WHOMore Like This
THE GRAVITY BOMBERS
In the star-speckled blackness of space, a door opened. Not a door in the conventional sense; no knobs or handles or hinges, but instead a complex technological system designed specifically to open and close pathways through physical space itself, its purpose being to reduce the journey time of the craft travelling through it. The ship that did come through was relatively small – at least compared to the gathering of other ships it joined in that sector of space, and it closed the door securely behind it so that none of the others would have an opportunity to study it, reverse-engineer it and thereby duplicate the technology. Every society had its secrets, for its own protection. The metal egg with its three forward-pointing fins, arcing out ahead of its bow to form a three-tined claw, slowed and fell in with the other craft. There were three other ships: One of them was a typical lashed-together Teneshari junk ship, another
TheMasterXreader: Manic Little ThingsMore Like This
"You shouldn't have done that." You muttered, scowling at the piece of paper in your hand as a small line of blood became evident on your thumb.
Your eyes watered as the-really-quite-big mark of revenge from what-had-previously-been-a-tree began to sting like a bee's sting.
Scrunching up the paper into an exceptionally tight ball - careful to leave the affected thumb out from working - you threw the paper's corpse across the room, spectacularly missing the bin and hitting the wall of the tree house you'd taken residence in.
And the paper ball formed the perfect trigonometry scenario as it bounced off the wall and hit the Master on the head.
He lifted his head from the paper he'd been drawing on and scowled.
"(Y/n)." His tone was warning as he stared daggers at you. You could practically feel the blood running down your face.
"What?" You asked innocently.
"Don't." He looked back to the scrawls he'd drawn, circular Gallifreyan mixed in with a pretty sketch of the
Jack Harkness X Reader: Welcome To TorchwoodThe Hub wasn't anything like you'd expected it to be.More Like This
Apart from the blindingly obvious and equally shocking pterodactyl flying across the high ceiling, the continuation of the water feature from above ground made the air have a crisp coolness which you imagined was a blessing in the summer. However, the shallow pool of water just under some of the walkways might act as a mothership for mosquitoes.
You turned your head swiftly to see the giant metal door rolling shut behind you, locking you inside this magnificent place.
It was so much to comprehend. You had never expected to see somewhere like this, but then you'd met Jack...
"Hey Doll, want me to buy you a drink?" The owner of the warm voice scooted next to you in the small club, sitting on the sofa-lined wall behind the table as he looked at the large amount of paper you'd splayed across the table. The lighting wasn't the best in the corner of the club, but you'd needed to work in partial privacy at least.
His grin wa
11thDoctorXreader: Snow RiseYou sat with your feet hanging off the edge of a cliff-face, the giant mountain made of rock bending the strong winds around it, carrying a shallow flurry of snow along the current and into your hair.More Like This
You squinted ahead through the wind, waiting patiently for what the Doctor had called a 'spectacle that you absolutely must see!' He hadn't told you what it was that you were waiting for, but you hoped it would happen soon; it was getting very extremely cold.
"Doctor?" You shouted back to the TARDIS behind you, the door only slightly open as the Time Lord worked busily inside to find you a coat.
"Aha!" He exclaimed, half-muffled by the TARDIS's doors and the wind. "This should do..." You heard his footsteps walk quickly to the doors before emerging with a long black coat and a blue scarf.
You stared at it sceptically for a moment, feeling a vague sense of familiarity.
"Um...you haven't worn that before...have you?"
"No." He held it in front of him. He was still warm in his normal p