Doctor Who

As she settled back against the pillows, she felt the dip of the mattress as the Doctor climbed on beside her. His shoulder touched hers, and she could feel the nearness of him, but he did not reach out to take her hand again. There was a definite smile (and perhaps nervousness?) in his voice as h...

Title: Rose's Brolly Rating: PG Pairing: Ten/Rose Summary: The Doctor and Rose encounter sporadic rain. And the Doctor loves sporadic rain. Title: A Hand to Hold Rating: PG Characters: Ten/Rose, Martha Title: TARDIS Blue Rating: PG Characters: Ten, Donna

He swallows, and stuffs the timepiece deep into his pocket with a new smile of his own. “And where shall we go stand still at, Rose Tyler?” He takes the timepiece and pockets it inside his suit coat, where it rests against one of his hearts. “Requests, Rose Tyler?”

The hand takes shape, forming into a person: into the Doctor. A part human Doctor. And that birth of the second Doctor signals the end of the original Doctor's time with Rose, and he stares in horror at this new version of himself, that can give Rose everything he cannot---who can keep the prom...

Sniffing, Rose pushed the blanket from off her head. “But mum—” With a sigh, Rose dropped the blanket. “Fine.” She gave the Doctor an apologetic look, and warmly squeezed his hand before letting go and shuffling off back to bed. “Rose? Rooooooooose.”

But she had to; had to keep going, keep searching. Because he was not her Doctor, and she was not his Rose. Her Doctor was still out there. Waiting for her to find him. “I think I will be,” he nodded. And she believed him; could see it in him as clear and bright as sunshine. His hand found hers, cradling i...

When they parted, he placed a small kiss to the tip of her nose. “You, Rose Tyler, are one of the very best swingers I’ve ever seen,” he told her with a smile. Rose let out a quiet, contented sigh, so soft that it was almost caught away by the breeze. “I’ve missed this.”

TARDIS Blue “Been doing it all my life, Doctor,” she told him happily. “I can’t help it!” he moaned, “That stuff goes everywhere. It’s all over the TARDIS!” “This,” the Doctor swiped up the bottle, “is not allowed in here, Donna. Ever. I’m putting my foot down.”

The Doctor stands motionless, his body and mind still trapped in the chaos of shock, his gaze locked on the spot where Rose has just vanished from. She’s gone. Just like that. Sinking under tons of saltwater. Dying. She loves him. She’d said... “Rose?”

Title: A Quid for a Five Pence Kiss (or Twelve) Rating: PG Pairing: TenToo/Rose Genre: fluff, snogging, humor Spoilers: None Disclaimer: Doctor Who belongs to the BBC Beta: raspberry_splat

Title: Their Hands Together Play Rating: PG Pairing: Ten/Rose Genre: Romance Spoilers: None Disclaimer: Doctor Who belongs to the BBC Beta: raspberry_splat

She doesn’t want anything to do with things that hurt the Doctor. But the TARDIS had allowed her to find it. That means something, doesn’t it? “Doctor?” “Rose,” he replies quietly, but doesn’t move otherwise. She looks up at him in surprise. “But, Doctor—”

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Notes: Doctor/Rose shippy fest, with a wee bit of angst. But it's mostly warm fuzzies and smiles and hugs and hand holds and everything else that makes us Doctor/Rose shippers happy. :) Also, I did two sizes this time around cause 60 MB is awfully big, and I'm sorry, I know 51 MB isn't much bette...

Pairing: Doctor/Rose Summary: He isn’t about to let himself think that, in her, he can see everything that he has lost in himself. Author's Note: This story was written for my dear raspberry_splat, who so loves and misses her lovely damaged Ninth Doctor.

Title: Wishing for the Impossible Rating: PG-13 Pairing: Ten/Rose Spoilers: Vague for The Last of the Time Lords Time Frame: Sometime between Season 3 and 4 Beta: raspberry_splat Disclaimer: Doctor Who and its characters belong to the BBC

Summary:  The teacup was one of his last bits of Rose.  Her favorite mug.  A gift from him to her.  A memento of a day he had spent with her—a real time, not some wish or fantasy.  And now, it is lost to him.  Slipped from his fingers and shattered across the floor.