Sounds (A short Doctor x Reader Fic) Your heart was bursting with excitement from the sound, though your mind told you it was just cars passing by.More Like This
"Adventure. Freedom. Excitement." Was all your heart could say over and over again.
You sped past the bustling people, trying to get to the alleyway as fast as you could. She was there. You had to be sure. She had to be. It wasn't the sound of cars passing by. It was her distinct sound. The one a friend had said was only the breaks put on. But you didn't care, if it let you find her.
You turned a corner and-
You sigh as you turn back, your heart heavy in your chest. Back to the mundane life of one who's imagination and dreams are far to big to fit into it.
"Ello, you looking for something?"
Doctor Who: Young War - Chapter 1The Doctor was running.More Like This
No, not just running. He was sprinting.
Another barrel of gunfire erupted somewhere from the Time Lord's left as he dodged another crashed and mangled vehicle, trying to manoeuvre away from any screaming or shouting that he heard. His long brown coat flapped behind him as he jumped over a large crack in what used to be a road, his hearts trying to pump the adrenaline through his veins to keep him focused and alert.
Within the course of an hour, the Doctor had witnessed the planet Oplixion fall into the depths of civil war. A fixed point in time, the Doctor knew he could do nothing to prevent it, but hadn't known when he had first landed. And now, he was running for his life. The two sides couldn't be reasoned with and everyone was destined to die. Innocent women and children. Families. Everyone.
Even with his superior Time Lord abilities, the Doctor had limitations and he began to feel a stitch rising in the right side of his chest, not realising t
Doctor Puppet Who: Super Vislor! The best time of investigation activities is night, though it's also the most risky time. But sometimes things are to be found out... At least Vislor Turlough thought so, getting out of his bed. This was one of his mottos. Finding out instead of ignorance.More Like This
But as soon as he crept out of the younger group's common room, he stopped and nearly returned back. First of all, he didn't know where to go. Yes, that Grace's "guardian angel" had appeared in sick bay, and before it a ragdoll that looked just like Jamie had been found (and gone) in the Tardis Boarding School's corridor. And the blue book had been found in the library. That was only the beginning.
These are just consequences, Vislor told himself. I need to find the reason. Where haven't I been?.. Library? No. Perhaps the blue book was there, but no more... Classrooms? Everyone had been there a million times. Corridors? As well. Perhaps attic? Or basement?..
"How are you going to ge
Doctor Puppet Who: 21 Guns For a week or two the younger group of Tardis Boarding School was waiting for a huge argument or anything else, because the number of its members finally got right. Twenty-one. And the one who made it all complete was Harold Magister, the twin brother of Johnny Magister, who had finally returned from the hospital. Some of the older students, especially John Benton, Mike Yates and River Song, had a suspicion that he had spent a little bit more time there not only because of pneumonia. All the children of the Magister family had their own, softly saying, specialities, mostly haughtiness. Naturally, with two Magisters instead of one in group they were to expect a disastrous amount of trouble.More Like This
But, surprisingly, nothing wrong happened in a couple of weeks. And when it finally took place, it didn't involve either Johnny or Harold... though two Magisters were still the reasons, and it was of about seven on Not Good Things scale, with being late for classes taken for