“Companions with their families” - requested by burntlikethesun
That place was flooded and burning and they were dying, and you stood there like…I don’t know, a stranger.
Title: The Choice
Doctor Who fanfic
Characters: Ninth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Rose Tyler, Mickey Smith, other characters
Pairing: Nine x Rose, Ten x Rose
Genres: Romance, Drama, Amnesia, HN AU
Summary: After GitF, the TARDIS brings the Doctor, Rose and Mickey back to Earth to solve an emergency involving the TARDIS herself. But when they see a familiar face they realize the crisis is much deeper than they thought and is one that could endanger the Doctor’s very existence.
Catch up here.
As he adjusted his dark grey silk tie, Mickey examined himself in the full length mirror in the corner of the wardrobe.
He had never been one for suits. He did own one, which he usually only wore to weddings, but the last time he had worn it had been to his grandmother’s funeral several years earlier. Afterwards he had shoved it in the back of his cupboard, intending never to wear it again.
But this suit was as different from that one as a Rolls Royce was from a Mini Cooper. He had found it hanging in the front of the wardrobe with a spotlight shining on it. It was made of fine grey wool lined with satin, the cut of the jacket and trousers were in a timeless style, the cotton shirt was crisp and pure white, and the tie was neither too narrow nor too wide.
And the Doctor had told him that although jeans and t-shirts were becoming common in the era, in order to be close to the route the presidential motorcade would take they needed to be dressed conservatively enough that they wouldn’t stand out in the crowd lining the streets, and Mickey needed to change.
thor is always running into little kids who are thrilled to meet him - he doesn’t really understand the concept of signing autographs, but he starts carrying asgardian toys around in his pockets to give to kids he meets (much to shield’s chagrin - how are we supposed to keep alien tech under control when the god of thunder is giving out magnetic propulsion toys to five-year-olds?)
but one day, he meets this girl who’s nine, maybe ten, and she runs up to him all misty-eyed and immediately asks him if he knows jane foster
and her mother’s embarrassed because “honey, that’s thor, aren’t you excited to see thor?” but the girl just explains that she wants to be a scientist when she grows up, and that jane foster is the astrophysicist (she pronounces the word carefully, as if she’s been practicing) who found out how the rainbow bridge worked - isn’t that so cool? she read about it in kids discover and they watched a documentary in school and dr. foster was in it and it made her think that maybe because she likes planets so much she could be a scientist, too
and thor smiles broadly and tells her that wanting to be a scientist is a noble dream, and he says “if your mother would be willing, i could introduce you”
and that’s how jane foster ends up with a tiny science geek in pigtails trailing around behind her in her lab, asking how everything works. jane can’t really comprehend the fact that a kid would want to meet her, but she likes explaining things and she looks at this girl and can’t help seeing herself. thor is just fucking delighted because to him the idea of jane being a child’s hero makes perfect sense, why wouldn’t it? she’s jane
and years later the girl grows up to be an astrophysicist or an astronaut or an aerospace engineer and she never forgets the time that dr. jane foster knelt down beside her and said, don’t let anybody stop you from chasing the stars, if that’s what you want
jane foster inspiring girls in science, y/y
WIZARDING SCHOOLS AROUND THE WORLD: AUSTRALIAOriginally located in Arnhem Land, The Australian College of Sorcery and Witchcraft was a sprawling campus of large huts that eventually coalesced into one single structure. The college detached from mainland Australia soon after British settlement in order maintain their practices and culture. Ever since, the school has been drifting haphazardly in the ocean, although it never strays far from the Australian coast for ancient magic keeps the school tethered to Australian soil. Every year, a team of witches and wizards must be employed to anchor the floating campus so students aren’t forced into a cat-and-mouse chase at the beginning of the year in order to attend school (a frustrating endeavour which often results in the postponing of classes due to a large number of absences). To students’ great enjoyment, various creatures (including the occasional mermaid) can often be found sunbathing around the perimeter of the campus which gently slopes into the water. Due to their exposure to unusually friendly oceanic creatures, the college boasts incredibly extensive courses in aquatic-life studies, and is held in high esteem by the international wizarding community for its innovations in water magic.
me: hey i’m kinda good at this writing thing
*reads other people’s writing*
me: i am a literary potato
requested by balletvamp
Title: All In 1/6
Summary: A/U. John, Rose, Jack, and Donna decide to take a holiday in Las Vegas. Nothing could go wrong. Right?
Disclaimers: I own absolutely nothing.
Author’s Notes: All my own grammar mistakes. This is based on a fanfiction I read a long time ago for a different fandom. However, I don’t remember who wrote it or what it was called. If this rings a bell for anyone, let me know!
“Do you think this is a good idea?”
“Of course it is! I’m the one who thought of it, yeah?”
“True, true. But maybe…No, you’re right. This is good.”
“I told you. Now, let’s do this.”
John Noble awoke to pounding. It was the loudest thumping noise he had ever heard in his life. It was like someone was hammering a nail right next to his ear. He was about to complain why on Earth someone would decide to pound on the door for no ungodly reason when he realized the noise was actually inside of his head. His head was pounding. Groaning, John rubbed his forehead lightly before his arm flopped down beside him. Only it hit a bump.
Opening his eyes slowly, John first groaned when the tiny bit of light shining in through the curtains hit his eyes. Oh, why did that sun have to be so bright? Couldn’t it just be…not as bright for once? Determined to continue on his little mystery, however, John cracked his eyes again to see what he could have possibly have hit. And it was then he realized that he was not alone. Someone was sleeping next to him. Someone who had blonde hair.
It’s bad enough that you’ve reposted someone else’s artwork, but to REMOVE their name from it? That’s just disgusting.
"I am the bad wolf. I create myself."
A kinda quick drawing of the Bad Wolf / rose tyler as requested by anon.