Warmth - A Third Doctor and Delgado Master oneshot by angelicroses37, literature
Literature
Warmth - A Third Doctor and Delgado Master oneshot
Warmth
The Doctor and the Master are forced to share a bed to keep warm in a cold dungeon. No smut, just fluff.
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“Well then, isn’t this just perfect...” The Doctor growled to himself.
Not only was he now stuck inside a dungeon cell deep in the Himalayan mountain region after a rescue mission gone wrong, but no one knew he was down here, he was going to be executed tomorrow morning and the worst thing was the fact that he was sharing this cell with-
“I’m not sure what you’re complaining about, Doctor. It’s your own fault for getting us into this mess!”
The Doctor sighed
A Way To Make It Stop by KimandAbbysaccount, literature
Literature
A Way To Make It Stop
It has always been there. Years and years gone by. Driving me insane. Making my friend run away. Louder than my screams, worse than breaking yourself apart. I feel the weight of my hearts as I hear it. Every breath I take, it's there.
Inhale; 1-2-3-4
Exhale; 1-2-3-4
And it never stops.
He knows this as well, my friend. The most wonderful man I have ever known. He tries to tell me he can help, but even he knows that there's no way of doing so. But he's always been there for me, no matter what he looks like, I've seen several faces and sides of him. He would hold me close, though my pride is always telling me not to give in, I do so anyw
A Master/Doctor fanfic
No sexual themes
By Abby
It was another sleepless night, I was simply lying there, listening to the drum beat in my head, while I slowly turned to see the other Time lord with his body on his side. I could still see his messy brown hair in the dark, with the help of the faint light coming from under the door, which lead to the console room. The light of the rotor would rise up and down as it seeped onto the door and into our room. I could hear The Doctor's breathing, the slow, calm breaths that would enter and escape from him. It made me wonder why I couldn't do that.
I groaned in stress, trying to close my eyes a
I heard the door of the TARDIS open, along with the clattering sounds of running converse on the metal floors of the console room. Even from the bedroom, half asleep in bed, I could feel the TARDIS shaking and I could hear the engines groaning. I shoved my face in the the plush of the pillow in response.
I knew it was time to wake up, but I still refused the time, punching the alarm on the side of the bed, mainly annoyed at the rhythm of four that the clock beeped, I felt like it was mocking me. I seriously hated waking to that.
Just as I was only minutes away from falling back into comatose, the door to the bedroom swung open, the
I'm sorry Doctor, but there's not much you can do
This you cannot run from
Certainly to that box of blue
So I have to run to my mum
Instead of you
Doctor Who?
I hope you had heard his story
The one that is over thousands of years
I hope you heard all about his glory
and how his mind worked with all those gears
Doctor Who?
I hope you heard of how he stole a box and ran away
Not daring to look back and say goodbye
Not with a reason of why
But he's called the Doctor for he's just the guy
Doctor Who?
I hope you have heard of planets he has saved
and all the lives he'd destroyed saved
and of all the hope he had gave
Not once he