Davros/Nyder (from ‘Genesis of the Daleks’)marypseudFebruary 14 2009, 12:46:22 UTC
Too long for LiveJournal, so it's up at A Teaspoon and an Open Mind. Enjoy - and Happy Valentine's Day!
TITLE: Scientific Method AUTHOR: marypseud RATING: Adult CHARACTERS: Davros, Nyder GENRES: Horror, erotica, character study, slash WARNINGS: Sexual content, medical experimentation, torture, murder SPOILERS: Possible spoilers for the Fourth Doctor serial "Genesis of the Daleks." SUMMARY: Davros is a brilliant scientist, but some of his experiments are so grotesque that he can trust only his most loyal follower, Security Commander Nyder, to assist him. Davros/Nyder slash. DISCLAIMER: All characters and locations remain the property of their original creator(s). STATUS: Complete; 2,800 words Feedback, reviews and criticism are always welcome and appreciated!
K-9 Mark I/ K-9 Mark IIjaneturenneApril 9 2011, 20:27:34 UTC
It is the first day of a war, and all is turmoil, Romana and her allies running from Pandora and the Citadel in chaos. It is hours before Leela can think at all. But when they finally find somewhere to stop for the night, Leela steals a moment of her own for remembrance of the friend she has just lost--her oldest friend on Gallifrey, and the truest she has ever had.
As she sits in her quiet corner, a familiar noise approaches her. “Go away, Other K-9,” she says, trying not to sound unkind. “I cannot see you now. Perhaps later.”
“Please, mistress Leela,” he says. “I did not know who else to tell.”
“To tell what, K-9?”
“I miss him.”
Leela looks down in surprise at Romana’s K-9, and her gaze softens. She picks him up onto her lap and wraps her arms around him.
“So do I, K-9,” says Leela. “So do I.”
--- Requests: Mel/Nyssa, Braxiatel/Romana I, Six/Six
Braxiatel/Romana IjaneturenneMay 4 2011, 01:05:35 UTC
"It isn't as though you haven't considerable talents," Braxiatel is saying. "If you would only..."
"Settle down, come home, stop running around with savages and disgracing the family, yes, yes," says the Doctor. "Never mind all that. I should think you'd be ashamed to lecture me at a time like this, Brax. Not with the stories that have been floating around recently about you."
"About me?" asks Braxiatel, raising an eyebrow. "Surely you exaggerate."
"What is there to exaggerate?" asks the Doctor. "Either you're in a story or you're not, and you were certainly in these. Now, what's this I hear about you running around after one of your students?"
Braxiatel falls victim to a sudden coughing fit, while the Doctor grins that enormous grin of his. Brax can't say he likes this newest regeneration of his brother's. Those teeth look as though they could do serious damage. "I have not been running aroundThe grin doesn't fade. "Ah, but you know which student I'm talking about, don't you
( ... )
He's completely normal, a human in the traditional sense of the word, thrown headlong into extraordinary events just like her. He's 100% normal, but he deals with everything that happens to him extremely well. He's brave, intelligent and cute (although she pretends she hasn't noticed that fact, even though everyone knows she has).
He notices that she exists in a way she knows the Doctor never will. He offers her protection even though he has no idea what he's offering it against. All she wants to do is protect him because she does.
He's young and innocent but speaks up for what he believes in. The Doctor is so old and worldly (or more accurately universally) wise, she can see the 900 years of his life in his eyes. In Frank's she sees wonder, amazement, fear and hope.
She has to admit as human males go he's certainly one of the more impressive she's ever met. He isn't the Doctor, but then so few people throughout space and time are. He is special though, in his own completely normal, human way; much like Martha herself is. He may
( ... )
He hadn’t heard from her - nor of her - since the Time War. And now, here at Near Enough, the Doctor sees why that is so.
The space station was aptly named: in safe orbit the first stars in all the universe, stars that were only three years old right now. Well, three years after they started burning. Not the neighborhood of the Big Bang - no way to see anything, not that early.
The Rani had manned this station alone during the Time War - defending the dawn of the universe from the Daleks. One woman - one o so glorious woman! against uncounted armadas.
She’d won - we all did, insofar as much as was possible, considering the stakes and the combatants - but the dying Dalek fleet on the edge of this solar system (empty, this early on, without anything local heavier than - not now) had lashed out in its last moment of conciousness… rupturing the station
( ... )
He's alone again when he finds her. There was, well, he wasn't quite sure what it was, but he was trapped, and then before he has time to think, there's a hand in his and an explosion behind them as they run
( ... )
Nine/Jack/RoseallfireburnsJune 18 2008, 20:51:25 UTC
It was called Women Wept, and Rose always loved that name, not just for the shape of the continent, but because the name was just as sad and beautiful as the planet itself. She always talked about the beach, the towering waves of ice, a whole raging storm frozen in an instant. She never told the whole story - not to Mickey or Jackie or anyone. Some things she kept to herself.
She never told anyone that shortly after they got there, she noticed dark shapes moving across the ice, coming toward them, and by the time any of them figured out what they were - once sledge dogs, now feral and apparently bloody hungry - the three of them had to turn and run for their lives. It was a common theme of life with the Doctor, she'd informed Jack. Running. He didn't seem too encouraged by that
( ... )
*cracks knuckles* Let's try some Five/Six...rushikayu13June 24 2008, 22:59:08 UTC
There were a few of his race that counted what he was planning as incest, several more that saw it as masturbation and pretty much everyone frowned on it due to the laws of temporal physics. Personally, he liked to keep an open mind
( ... )
Six/Valeyard, a bit odd with the pronouns, but I think it worksamaresuNovember 16 2008, 22:00:31 UTC
The air smells like rain when he sees him laying on the damp grass. The two TARDISes are standing side by side in the meadow and it's clear he's just regenerated, the energy is still making the air tingle. He recognizes the face immediately. The trial is still clear in his mind as he stands looking down at the man, wearing a now ill-fitting tuxedo, and comes to a decision
( ... )
Karl Sadeghi came to his senses slowly and painfully.
The sun was already high in the Hitchemian sky, slanting directly into the apartment. The stuffy heat from the solar gain was only relieved by an open window through which could be heard someone in the street below belting out Va, pensiero in ragtime
( ... )
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“I told him not to,” Martha says as she busies herself in her office.
“I just came here to say - ”
“If you’ve come here to thank me, then please, don’t bother.”
“You didn’t do it for me, why should I thank you?”
“Then what?”
“Hello, I guess.”
“Hello? Is that it?”
“What else can I say?”
After a pause, Martha says,“You’re shorter than I expected.”
Rose smiles. “You’re everything I hoped he’d find: brave, wonderful... beautiful.”
“He said that, did he?”
“I can just tell,” Rose whispers against her cheek.
Requests: Barbara/Ian, Jo/Benton, Gwen/Rhys
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TITLE: Scientific Method
AUTHOR: marypseud
RATING: Adult
CHARACTERS: Davros, Nyder
GENRES: Horror, erotica, character study, slash
WARNINGS: Sexual content, medical experimentation, torture, murder
SPOILERS: Possible spoilers for the Fourth Doctor serial "Genesis of the Daleks."
SUMMARY: Davros is a brilliant scientist, but some of his experiments are so grotesque that he can trust only his most loyal follower, Security Commander Nyder, to assist him. Davros/Nyder slash.
DISCLAIMER: All characters and locations remain the property of their original creator(s).
STATUS: Complete; 2,800 words
Feedback, reviews and criticism are always welcome and appreciated!
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"And of all people I could meet right after landing on a new world, I meet someone who has travelled with my dad."
Mickey smirked and shook his head in disbelief.
"Mind me saying, judging on your stories about your travels, it sounds like you missed out a bit. You could see so much more, do so much more."
Jenny held out her hand.
"I’ve got the whole universe and a shuttle that is apparently capable of a lot more than I expected."
Requests: Nine/Adric, Martha/Jenny the maid (from Human Nature), Sarah Jane/Mr. Smith.
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As she sits in her quiet corner, a familiar noise approaches her. “Go away, Other K-9,” she says, trying not to sound unkind. “I cannot see you now. Perhaps later.”
“Please, mistress Leela,” he says. “I did not know who else to tell.”
“To tell what, K-9?”
“I miss him.”
Leela looks down in surprise at Romana’s K-9, and her gaze softens. She picks him up onto her lap and wraps her arms around him.
“So do I, K-9,” says Leela. “So do I.”
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Requests: Mel/Nyssa, Braxiatel/Romana I, Six/Six
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"Settle down, come home, stop running around with savages and disgracing the family, yes, yes," says the Doctor. "Never mind all that. I should think you'd be ashamed to lecture me at a time like this, Brax. Not with the stories that have been floating around recently about you."
"About me?" asks Braxiatel, raising an eyebrow. "Surely you exaggerate."
"What is there to exaggerate?" asks the Doctor. "Either you're in a story or you're not, and you were certainly in these. Now, what's this I hear about you running around after one of your students?"
Braxiatel falls victim to a sudden coughing fit, while the Doctor grins that enormous grin of his. Brax can't say he likes this newest regeneration of his brother's. Those teeth look as though they could do serious damage. "I have not been running aroundThe grin doesn't fade. "Ah, but you know which student I'm talking about, don't you ( ... )
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He notices that she exists in a way she knows the Doctor never will. He offers her protection even though he has no idea what he's offering it against. All she wants to do is protect him because she does.
He's young and innocent but speaks up for what he believes in. The Doctor is so old and worldly (or more accurately universally) wise, she can see the 900 years of his life in his eyes. In Frank's she sees wonder, amazement, fear and hope.
She has to admit as human males go he's certainly one of the more impressive she's ever met. He isn't the Doctor, but then so few people throughout space and time are. He is special though, in his own completely normal, human way; much like Martha herself is. He may ( ... )
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The space station was aptly named: in safe orbit the first stars in all the universe, stars that were only three years old right now. Well, three years after they started burning. Not the neighborhood of the Big Bang - no way to see anything, not that early.
The Rani had manned this station alone during the Time War - defending the dawn of the universe from the Daleks. One woman - one o so glorious woman! against uncounted armadas.
She’d won - we all did, insofar as much as was possible, considering the stakes and the combatants - but the dying Dalek fleet on the edge of this solar system (empty, this early on, without anything local heavier than - not now) had lashed out in its last moment of conciousness… rupturing the station ( ... )
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She never told anyone that shortly after they got there, she noticed dark shapes moving across the ice, coming toward them, and by the time any of them figured out what they were - once sledge dogs, now feral and apparently bloody hungry - the three of them had to turn and run for their lives. It was a common theme of life with the Doctor, she'd informed Jack. Running. He didn't seem too encouraged by that ( ... )
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The sun was already high in the Hitchemian sky, slanting directly into the apartment. The stuffy heat from the solar gain was only relieved by an open window through which could be heard someone in the street below belting out Va, pensiero in ragtime ( ... )
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