#the eighth doctor x rose tyler

[your-own-scifi-nerd]

Rose Tyler And Classic Who

The First Doctor- a fight and flirt relationship. they would fight so much so often, yet strangely Rose would flirt with him and leave him completely flustered

Susan- they would be besties. Rose would introduce her to modern day fashion, and they would end the patriarchy together. all in one day. (because Susan deserved better and we all know she and Rose are both feral wolf raised children)

Ian- they would talk shit about the Doctor together. and he would hold her back from fistfighting a sexist/racist/homophobic dude then punch him in the face immediately so she doesn’t get in trouble. they would totally have a sibling relationship.

Barbara- they would have a love hate relationship. Rose would constantly fight with her, but they would both make up and be girl bosses over everyone else. she would also help Ian and Barbara get together.

Vikki- two words. feral. children. they would physically get into fights with anyone who dared treat other people lesser.

Steven- they would sit together and talk about cute men, while they get thrown in jail on every planet they go to.

Dodo- Rose would definitely treat her like a younger sister, and Dodo would hate and love it. they totally give each other fashion advice and do the other’s hair.

Ben and Polly- Ben would treat her like his sister, and Polly would help her take over the world.

The Second Doctor- joking and singing. These two would sing together everywhere, with the Doctor playing the recorder. they would also be joking and flirting everywhere they go, yet wouldn’t acknowledge it at all.

Jamie- you can’t not tell me they would absolutely joke about the Doctor, make fun of him, and beat people up together.

Victoria- automatic mother/older sister role. doesn’t matter which one, she automatically takes her into her care with a mentor figure affection, and Victoria would be hesitant at first but eventually come to see her as one of the two.

Zoe- they fight a lot, more than Rose and Barbara would, but it’s more of two extremely strong women with similar personalities that, once they stop fighting and finally click, makes everyone wish they kept fighting.

The Third Doctor- would call her “my dear Rose” and take her out on car rides very often. she would love to help him in his lab, singing along with him when he sang. they would flirt, but it’s seems old fashioned, and less joking

Alistair- would fight in a fatherly daughter way, but drink tea together every afternoon no matter what.

Mike- talk about cute men together, and spar together, and are almost tied at the hip whenever she’s at UNIT

John- chills with Mike and Rose, and has a very brotherly relationship with her.

Jo- they flirt with everyone, wear mini skirts and kick ass together all the time. they would absolutely be besties.

Sarah Jane- same with Zoe, except when they do click the entire world shakes in it’s boots.

The Fourth Doctor- they have a very jokingly relationship, flirting and teasing each other almost every time they see each other. she also will constantly wear his scarf whenever they’re out.

Harry Sullivan- he would become the older brother she never had, and she would help him with coming to senses with more modern views. he always tries to sacrifice himself for her, of which she always patches him up afterwards.

Leela- Rose would beg her to teach her some of the fighting skills, just like how Rose would teach her a bit of stuff from her time on earth, and they would have a shit load of fun together.

K9- calls her Rose, with her insistence. best dog/girl duo ever.

Romana- in her first body they would fight. a lot. Rose would think of her as too posh and stuck up, and Romana would think of her as below her. her second body, however, they would slowly start to become friends, and by the time they separate would be extremely close.

Adric- he acts like a brat to her, which she quickly puts a stop to and they become a sibling duo, constantly bickering with each other and driving the Doctor mad. but, they have that true sibling relationship where it’s “only I can insult them and we’ll insult you together”

Tegan- fashion and music buddies. they constantly share and talk about their taste in fashion, music, and women(because nobody in Doctor Who is straight) 100% gossip buddies

Nyssa- like Victoria, Rose becomes an older sister sort of figure to Nyssa after her planet dies. but, Rose also loves to learn about things from Nyssa about science, and Rose also loves to teach her about earth during her time.

The Fifth Doctor- puppy love. that’s what it is. they would have an almost childish love, the type that just gives and gives freely. they would argue very little, yet when they do they make up almost immediately.

Turlough- Rose would definitely figure out what he was doing with the Black Guardian, and change him earlier than cannon. they would have a fun little sibling bond, making fun of each other and making jokes a lot.

Peri- gossip and joke buddies. the two make fun of the Doctor, that random dude who was rude, you name it. they share fashion advice, and Rose beats people up while Peri yells at them. it’s a nice little match.

The Sixth Doctor- they would absolutely have the same relationship as Rose does with the Ninth Doctor, that joking around one with the undertones of something completely serious between the two.

Mel- Rose would definitely eat shit food just to spite her off, then feel bad about it and either do one of her workouts or eat something she made. it’s a daily occurrence.

The Seventh Doctor- they would have a mix of Three and Two, a very old fashioned type of love but the mix of flirting everywhere they go. all the time. it pisses of Ace a lot.

Ace- an older sister type of role, Rose constantly blowing up stuff and beating people up with her. they would take down the government using nothing but their brains, their fists, and Ace’s homemade explosives.

The Eighth Doctor- very flirty-touchy-close romance. he constantly tucks her arm in his, or wraps an arm around her, or hugs her randomly. it’s more of Tenrose with a more innocent tone to it.

Grace- they would be friends. not terribly close, but when the Doctor would do something weird or stupid they would exchange a glance of shared amusement and tiredness.

And I know there’s more, but I haven’t heard the audiobooks yet so I don’t want to make any assumptions.

[darklinaforever]

Never forget

What I did, what I said

When I gave you all

My heart and soul

Morning will come

And I Know we'll be one

Cause I still believe

That you'll remember me.

Never forget by Greta Salome & Jonsi.

[the-doctor-3000]

𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 {Doctor Who Fanfic}

Chapter 1: An Unearthly Child

Emma Jones. A nineteen year old girl with a great sense of imagination and sometimes with a head over the clouds. Currently, she was in her family's home. It was night time and they were all going to have a series marathon, Doctor Who, and since Emma hadn't seen the classic. 

The raven haired female was making some popcorn and poured the soda on seven glasses. She then carefully took them to the living room and placed them on the coffee table. Her necklace dangling around her neck; it was a clock pendant with Latin numbers. 

Her arctic blue eyes scanned the room, colourful pillows laid on the wooden floor and the sofa had opened and was now a bed with many heavy sheets with floral designs on them. Once she finished setting everything up, her four foster older siblings and parents walked in. Each of them carrying bags with snacks and candy. Mostly jelly babies. All for the marathon. 

Her foster mother, a soft featured woman with deep green eyes and strawberry blonde hair, dressed in hipster clothing, smiled at her as she set a plastic bag from the supermarket down. This was Jocelyn 

"Ready to see the best classic show of all times, Ems?" Paul, the eldest of the siblings, asked her with a grin.

"I'm, uh, kind of terrified to be honest." she responded meekly. At his confused look, she continued. "I mean, until the sixth season, it's in black and white. What if I don't like it?"

"Because it's Doctor Who, Em Universe!" he exclaimed with a chuckle, his grin never leaving his face. "If you loved the 2005 series, then you'll like the classic too!"

Her foster father, a man with sharp features and grey eyes, sighed at his son. "For goodness' sake, Paul! Leave the poor girl alone."

The poor girl. These words echoed in the noirette's mind as she held her smile. People sometimes would call her that because of the way her parents, her biological parents, had abandoned her on the orphanage's stairs with only her name and the pendant. Of course, Mike, the father, didn't mean any harm. He knew that she could get overwhelmed easily, especially when someone was urging her too much.

Not long after this little conversation, they all had sat down on their seats and the first episode of the show had begun. Emma was sitting on one end of the couch, her head resting on the palm of her hand as she watched carefully. 

It was odd seeing the Classic Who. So far she liked the plot and dialogues, but what she found weird was the special effects. Which was natural since she was used to the 2000s'. 

As she watched Barbara and Ian entering the junkyard, she heard something crashing outside the house somewhere near the forest. Mike paused the episode as he and the others turned to the direction of the sound. Emma sighed, standing up. "I'm going to check it out."

"Be careful, sweetie!" Jocelyn's voice called out to her like the protective mother that she was. The light reddish-blonde turned to her sons with a stern look once she listened to the door closing. "Paul, Jax, go with her."

"Ma!" Jax whined as he threw his head behind. "Why me? Emma is a big girl."

"True, but it wouldn't be right to leave your sister go out alone. In the dark."

Jax scoffed as he stood up and made his way out. "She's not even our sister, I don't understand why bother." He muttered, but Jocelyn heard him and bit her lip. "Going after that freak."

Paul, who was standing by the main door, also heard it and slapped the back of his head. "Jerk." And the two exited the house with a flashlight each.

Meanwhile Emma was carefully stepping over large branches. She tripped on some rocks and scraped her hands and knees. Emma cursed under her breath and dusted her clothes off as she stood on her feet again. It was far too dark to see, so she turned on the flashlight on her smartphone. She looked around. Nothing. Just as she was about to return, she stopped when she heard some high-pitched sound coming from deeper into the woods. A part of her said that she should go and not investigate, but another was curious.

The latter won. Emma sighed and followed the sound. Soon she could also see; a faint burnt orange with a small tint of silver light glowing. Her curiosity increased and became more eager to find the strange glow. For a moment she felt like a character from the stories she read. Strange wasn't exactly the word she would use to describe this feeling. Warm, friendly and even hypnotizing were the words that seemed more appropriate to use.

Finally she reached her destination, the light was coming from what seemed to be a floating ring. Squinting her eyes, she took note that there were some strange symbols on it. Shapes. Curiouser and curiouser, Emma instinctively reached out to it. The light was warm as it brushed her fingers.

"Emma!" Paul shouted from far away. Emma snapped out of her trance as she looked towards the direction of the voice. She looked back at the ring and quickly grabbed it. The glow stopped and revealed the ring to be silver with baby blue on the inside. She inspected the symbols on it carefully, not noticing the two boys sliding down the hill and to her. "There you are! We've been looking for you!" But Emma did not respond. "What's that?"

She shrugged. "Just a ring."

She said plainly, not bothering to add that it was levitating or that it glowed. He wouldn't take her seriously and would say that her head played games. Maybe it did, but maybe it didn't. 

Jax hugged himself, shivering. "Let's go back home! It's freezing here!"

Paul rolled his eyes at his younger brother and then lent his biker's jacket to Emma, putting it gently around her shoulders. He gently led her back to the house by the hand. Her eyes were glued on the ring even when they were back. Jocelyn offered to give her a chain and use it as a necklace. Emma accepted and then Jocelyn helped her to wear it. The black haired female touched the ring with the tips of her fingers as she made her way upstairs to her room.

She told the family that she wasn't feeling well and would watch the show some other time. Jax and the others, excluding Mike, Jocelyn and Paul, were annoyed that they'd have to postpone it. Emma ignored it since she couldn't do otherwise. 

As she laid on her bed, her hands rested on her pendant and on the ring. She huffed and took yet another look at the strange band of unknown metal. The symbols on it seemed familiar. She shifted to her side and pulled under her bed a laptop, she opened it and started searching it on the internet. At first, she typed on the search box 'strange circular symbols' but it only showed her pictures from Doctor Strange's symbol. She rubbed the bridge of her nose, deleted the words and thought for a moment. Where had she seen them before? Emma looked down at the ring around her neck. 

She set the laptop away and laid on her back. She took a look at her phone for any calls or texts, and the put it into her pocket. She the looked up at the ceiling until she felt her eyelids getting heavier and drifted into a dreamless sleep. 

After what seemed to be like hours, Emma woke up at the sound of something falling. She yelped in surprise as she sat up. What the. . .? The black haired female thought as she stared around at her surroundings. Not only wasn't she in her room but everything was in black and white. She rubbed her eyes but nothing. This has to be a dream. . .

"Blast! I dropped it!" a male voice said, Emma stood up abruptly in shock as she stumbled backwards.

"What?" another voice, a female, asked.

"The torch!"

"Well, use a match!"

"No, I haven't got any. Oh, never mind."

Emma slowly walked backwards, now seeming hard to breath, until her back bumped into something. She let out a small screech. The two people in there heard it and continued searching for the voice into the junkyard - now somewhat in darkness. Emma stared behind her to see the TARDIS.

"Susan?! Are you alright?"

"Susan? Susan?" The man started up a short flight of stairs which led to the building at the back of the yard. Emma placed a hand on her mouth, trying not make any sound as she also tried not to cry. This must be a nightmare, or a cruel joke. "Susan?" He came back down. "Susan! Mr. Chesterton and Miss Wright!" Emma tensed at the mention of the names. No. This can't be real. It's impossible. He looked behind the stairs then, quietly to himself. "Can't have got out without us seeing her?"

"Ian. . . look at this!"

Emma quickly hid at the side of the blue box. Barbara had found the Police Box, which stood next to the stairs.

"Well, it's a police box! What on earth's it doing here? Well, these things are usually on the street. . ." Ian put his hand on the box's side whilst saying this but he stopped dead in surprise. He touched it with his full hand, more firmly. "Feel it! Feel it!" Barbara quickly put the back of her hand on and off the side of the box. "Did you feel it?"

"It's a faint vibration. . . ."

He took a step back from the box as he said. "It's alive!" Ian quickly walked around the back of the box as Barbara waited. Emma, unfortunately, wasn't fast enough to hide and he saw her. "Barbara, there's a girl here!"

"A girl?"

"Yes." Emma shuddered back in shock and fear as she instinctively hid the necklace and ring into her hoodie's pocket. Ian let out his hand toward her. "Hello, there's no need to be afraid." She did not respond, she simply stared at him, unsure whether this was a dream, a prank or worse. "What's your name?" Again nothing. "Listen, we are not here to hurt you. We want to find a student of ours. Susan. Have you seen her?"

"I. . ." Her voice came out like a small squeak. "No. . ." She shook her head, not knowing how she should even reply to that. Should she tell them the truth or would that have bad consequences? "Who. . . Who are you? The both of you."

"Ian Chesterton," He gestured to himself and then to the woman. "Barbara Wright." He turned to the younger female again. "Can you tell us your name?"

"That's not possible." she muttered, ignoring his question for the moment, trembling in the meantime. "You can't be real. You are not real."

The teachers shared a look. Ian spoke again. "I assure you, miss, we are very real. Now, care to enlighten us with your name?"

"My name is Emma." she replied reluctantly. "Emma Jones."

As she stepped into the light, and the two adults could see her better, they stared in slight shock. She tilted her head to the side in confusion until she looked at what she was wearing; shorts, a hoodie with a logo which read 'BOSS' vertically, converse shoes and plain shocks. From their perspective, she was completely out of her time and she could see why.

Her cheeks grew hot from embarrassment and decided to change the subject. "Uhm. . . You were talking about the, uh, Police Box."

"Oh right! It's not connected to anything, unless it's through the floor."

Barbara sighed. "Look, I-I've had enough. Let's go, get miss Jones out of here and find a policeman."

"Yes, all right. . ."

A coughing sound echoed through the junkyard from outside the gates.

"Is that her?"

"That’s not her. . ." The gate creaked open. Ian grabbed Emma's hand. "Quick!"

They hid behind the stairs. An old man walked into view. Seemingly in his mid seventies or late sixties, with straight, slightly long white hair, wearing an Astrakhan hat, cloak and scarf. He coughed and waved a handkerchief to clear the air. He walked up to the box, pulling out a key and, holding a slim pen flashlight in the other hand, started to insert the key into the lock set into the box's door.

A cheerful feminine voice exclaimed. "There you are, grandfather!"

"It’s Susan!" Barbara whispered but was shocked, Ian hushed her.

The old man heard them. He pocketed the key and shined the torch on the stairs as Ian came out of hiding. "Excuse me. . ." He said sheepishly.

The old man shined the pen torch at his face. "What are you doing here?"

"Uh, we're looking for a girl."

"We?"

Barbara stepped into view as she gently held Emma's arm. "Good evening."

"What do you want?"

"Um. . . . one of our pupils, Susan Foreman, came into this yard." Ian responded. "And we found miss Jones here too."

There was a smile on the elder's face. "Really? In here? Are you sure?"

"Yes. We saw her from across the street." said Barbara

"One of their pupils. Not the police, then. . . ." the old man muttered to himself.

"Er…I…I beg your pardon??" asked Ian

The old man fixed Ian with a stare. "Why were you spying on her? Who are you?"

"We heard a young girl's voice call out to you. . . ."

"Your hearing must be very acute. I didn't hear anything."

Barbara pointed at the box. "It came from in here!"

A flash of fear crossed the older man's face. "You imagined it."

"I certainly did not imagine it!"

The old man pulled Ian by the arm to one side. "Young man. . . Is it reasonable to suppose that anyone would be inside a cupboard like that, hmm?"

"Would it therefore be unreasonable to ask you to let us have a look inside?"

The elder's attention was suddenly drawn to a painting amid the junk. He picked the painting up. "I wonder why I've never seen that before. Now, isn’t that strange? Pretty damp and dirty. . . hmm. . ."

"Won't you help us? We're two of her teachers from the Coal Hill School. We saw her come in and we haven't seen her leave. Naturally, we're worried. . . ." Barbara said, trying to reason with him.

But he wasn't paying attention and then muttered to himself. "Have to be cleaned. . ." He suddenly seemed to notice her again. "Mmm? Oh, I'm afraid it's none of my business. I suggest you leave here."

He put the painting back down and walked back to the Police box, the TARDIS.

"Not until we're satisfied that Susan isn't here and, frankly, I don't understand your attitude. . ." Ian said

"Oh, yours leaves a lot to be desired."

"Will you open the door?"

"There's nothing in there!"

"Then what are you afraid to show us?"

"Afraid? Oh, go away!"

Ian turned to Barbara. "I think we'd better go and fetch a policeman."

"Very well." said the old man

"And you're coming with us."

"Oh. . . am I?" He chuckled. "I don't think so, young man. No, I don't think so..."

Barbara whispered to Ian. "We can't force him!"

"But we can't leave him here! Doesn't it seem obvious to you he's got her locked up in there?" Ian whispered back, Barbara nodded. "Look at it!" The old man was standing away from them again, now seemingly examining a small jug but his real attention was occupied by the teachers conversation as Ian examined the box's door. Emma, on the other hand, was far too stunned to even utter a word as she stood aside. She still couldn't believe that there was the slightest possibility that this was real. She refused to believe it. "There's no door handle. . . must be a secret lock somewhere."

"That was Susan's voice." said Barbara

"Of course it was! Susan. . . Susan? Are you in there? It's Mr. Chesterton and Miss Wright, Susan!"

The old man, the Doctor, spoke. "Don't you think you're being rather high-handed, young man? You thought you saw a young girl enter the yard. You imagined you heard her voice. You believe she might be in there. It's not very substantial, is it?"

"But why won't you help us?" asked Barbara

He put the jug back down and faced the teachers. "I'm not hindering you. If you both want to make fools of yourselves, I suggest you do what you said you'd do. Go and find a policeman. Also, why aren't you taking an example from her." He pointed at Emma who yet again tensed. "She is the only one who minds her own business."

"While you nip off quietly in the other direction." said Ian

The older man momentarily closed his eyes. "Insulting." He faced them again. "There's only one way in and out of this yard. I shall be here when you get back. I want to see your faces when you try to explain away your behaviour to a policeman."

"Nevertheless, we're going to find one. Come along, Barbara. Miss Jones."

The two teachers turned their backs on the old man while dragging the other female along, toward the gate. They've taken only a step when the door of the box opens.

"What are you doing out there?" Susan's voice was heard.

Ian then shouted. "She is in there!"

Suddenly the old male rushed at the two teachers, trying to hold them back. "Close the door!"

"Barbara!"

As Ian struggled with the elder, Barbara dashed through the box's open door and into a large brilliantly lit white room. The walls were covered with circular, indentations. A hexagonal-shaped control console with a cylindrical tube inset in the centre with machinery visible inside. Various antiques decorated the place. A monitor was set into the upper wall. A shocked Susan walked from behind the console. The old man, Emma and Ian walked inside behind Barbara.

"Close the doors, Susan." The girl, Susan, activated a switch on the console, and the large double doors behind the group closed with an electronic hum. "I believe these people are known to you."

"They're two of my schoolteachers! What are you doing here?"

Barbara looked around in wonder as she asked, "Where are we?"

"They must have followed you. That ridiculous school - I knew something like this would happen if we stayed in one place too long."

"But why should they follow me."

"Is this really where you live, Susan?" asked Barbara

"Yes."

"And what's wrong with it?" the old man asked

"But it was just a telephone box. . . ." Ian said

"Perhaps."

"And this is your grandfather. . ?" asked Barbara

"Yes." replied Susan

Barbara addressed the old man. "Well, why didn't you tell us that?"

"I don't discuss my private life with strangers."

"But it was a police telephone box. I walked all round it! Barbara, you saw me!" Ian said

Emma remained quiet, not wanting to draw any attention to herself as she felt this could just be a silly prank plotted by her adoptive brothers. The old man looked very much like the first Doctor, just like the others looked like the actors from the classic show. The Doctor crossed to an antique ormolu clock on a nearby stand. "You don't deserve any explanations. You pushed your way in here, uninvited and unwelcome."

"I think we ought to leave...." Barbara said

"No, just a minute." said Ian and he crossed to the the strange elder.

The Doctor muttered to himself as he examined the clock. "Dear, dear, dear, this is very…."

"I know this is absurd, but I feel. . . I walked all around it!"

The Doctor's attention was still occupied by the clock. "It's stopped again, you know, and I've tried. . ." He took notice of Ian. "Hmm? Oh, you wouldn't understand at all."

And he walked back to the console. Ian followed him. "But I want to understand!"

The Doctor was uninterested. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." He removed his cloak and scarf over an old chair, keeping his hat on. "Oh by the way Susan, I've managed to find a replacement for that faulty filament. Bit of an amateur job, but I, er, I think it'll serve."

The Doctor took an electronic object out of his pocket and walked to the console. He started to insert the object into the console, effecting repairs. 

"It's an illusion. It must be. . ."

"What is he talking about now?"

Susan asked her teachers again. "What are you doing here?"

The Doctor coughed quietly to gain their attention. "You don't understand, so you find excuses. Illusions, indeed? You say you can’t fit an enormous building into one of your smaller sitting rooms?"

"No." Ian responded

"But you've discovered television, haven't you?"

"Yes. . ."

"Then by showing an enormous building on your television screen, you can do what seemed impossible, couldn’t you?"

"Well. . . yes, but I still don't know. . ."

"It’s not quite clear, is it? I can see by your face that you're not certain. You don't understand." He laughed. "And I knew you wouldn't! Never mind." He turned back to the console. "Now then, which switch was it. . . ? No, no, no. . . . Ah yes, that is it!" He flipped the switch. "The point is not whether you understand. . ." He turned back to Ian. "What is going to happen to you, hmm?" He turned to his granddaughter. "They'll tell everybody about the ship now."

"The ship. . .?"

"Yes, yes, ship! This doesn't roll along on wheels, you know."

"You mean...it moves?" asked Barbara

"The TARDIS can go anywhere." said Susan

"TARDIS? I don't understand you, Susan."

"Well, I made up the name TARDIS from the initials."

Emma couldn't help herself as she blurted out in excitement. "It stand for Time And Relative Dimension In Space!" Then all eyes fell on her, as if now noticing her presence. Her cheeks heated up while she stared at her feet. "Sorry."

Susan grinned at her. "Yes! That's right! Don't apologize! You understood when you saw the different dimensions inside from those outside, correct?"

"Something like that."

Ian shook his head. "So. Let me get this straight. A thing that looks like a police box, standing in a junkyard. . . it can move anywhere in time and space!?"

Susan exclaimed, "Yes!"

"Quite so." said the Doctor

"But that's ridiculous!"

Susan, exasperated, turned to the Doctor. "Why won't they believe us?"

"Well, how can we?" asked Barbara

The Doctor put his hands on Susan's shoulders. "Now, now, don't get exasperated, Susan. Remember the Red Indian. When he saw the first steam train, his savage mind thought it an illusion too."

"You're treating us like children!" exclaimed Ian

"Am I? The children of my civilization would be insulted."

"Your civilization?"

"Yes, my civilization. I tolerate this century, but I don't enjoy it. Have you ever thought about what it's like to be wanderers in the fourth dimension? Have you? To be exiles?" He motioned to himself and Susan. "Susan and I are cut off from our own planet, without friends or protection. But one day. . ." He gazed into the distance, his arm around Susan. ". . . we shall get back. Yes, one day. . .one day. . ."

Susan was a little distraught as she faced the teachers and Emma. "It's true. Every word of it's true. You don't know what you've done coming here. . ." She turned to the Doctor. "Grandfather, let them go now, please! Look, if the teachers don't understand, they can't. . . they can't hurt us at all! I understand these people better than you. . . their minds reject things they don't understand. . ."

The old man's icy look was his answer. The girl's words seized up in her throat. "No." He walked to the back of the room.

"He can't keep us here. . ." Ian said

"Susan, listen to me, can't you see that all this is an illusion? It's a game that you and your grandfather are playing, if you like. But you can't expect us to believe it." said Barbara

"It's not a game!' said Susan

"But, Susan. . ."

"It's not! Look, I love your school. I love England in the 20th century. The last five months have been the happiest of my life. . . ."

"But you are one of us. You look like us, you sound like us. . . ."

"I was born in another time. Another world."

"Now look here Susan, you. . ." Ian finally gave up and grabbed Barbara's and Emma's arms. The latter let out a surprised yelp. "Oh come on, Barbara, miss Jones, let's get out of here."

They walked towards the wall, the teachers were trying to find the doors.

"No, you two can't get out. He won't let you go."

A high pitched whining sound echoed through the room. At the console, the Doctor was laughing. Emma's head started spinning, she held it with both her hands, she rested her back on the wall and slid down to the floor. Ian pointed at the console and said, "He closed the doors from over there." He moved toward it. "I saw it. . ." He looked over the console. "Now which is it. . . ? Which is it?" He turned to the Doctor. "Which control operates the door?"

"You still think it's all an illusion. . ." said the Doctor

"I know free movement in time and space is a scientific dream I don't expect to find solved in a junkyard!"

"Oh, your arrogance is nearly as great as your ignorance!" laughed the Doctor

"Will you open the door? Open the door!" The Doctor laughed again. "Susan, will you help us?"

"I mustn't! I mustn’t!" Susan replied

Ian sighed and faced the console. "Very well then. I'll have to risk it myself."

"I can't stop you. . ." said the Doctor with suspicious acceptance. The old man's hand brushed a switch just as Ian's came down on a button.

Susan tried to warn Ian. "Oh, don’t touch it! It’s live!"

The shock flung Ian to the floor. "Ian!" Barbara exclaimed, she helped him up and shouted at the Doctor. "What on earth do you think you're doing?"

"Grandfather, let them go now! Please!"

"And by tomorrow we shall be a public spectacle. A subject for news and idle gossip."

He resolutely turned to the console. Susan moved to stop him. "But they won't say anything. . ."

He clapped hands on the girl's shoulders. "My dear child, of course they will. Put yourself in their place. They're bound to make some sort of a complaint to the authorities - or at the very least talk to their friends." He wagged his finger at her. "If I do let them go, Susan, you realise of course we must go too."

"No. Grandfather, we've had all this out b…"

"There's no alternative, child."

"I want to stay! Look, they're both kind people and the girl looks trustworthy too. Why won't you trust them? All you’ve got to do is ask them to promise to keep our secret and. . ."

"Ιt's out of the question."

"Can't you see that this girl--" Susan pointed at Emma who was still holding her head in her hands. "--Is terrified?"

"That's not my concern."

"I won't go, grandfather. I won't leave the 20th century. . . I'd rather leave the TARDIS and you!"

"Now you're being sentimental and childish."

"No, I mean it."

The Doctor looked at her, the teachers and Emma's form and seemed to reach a decision. "Very well. Then you must go with them. I’ll open the door."

He turned to the console. Barbara asked the girl, "Are you coming, Susan?"

The Doctor started to activate switch after switch on the console.

"Oh no grandfather, no!" exclaimed Susan and she grabbed at him, trying to pull him away.

"Let me go!" shouted the Doctor

"No!"

He kept activating controls despite Susan's best efforts. The room started to shake as the lighting within pulses. Instruments and dials on the console burst into life.

"Get back to the ship’s side! Hold it. . ."

The shaking worsened, and the teachers were flung across the room, Barbara into a chair, Ian onto the floor and Emma slid on the other side of the room- a raucous grinding engine sound rose and fell through the room, the cylindrical column begun to rise and fall. And on the monitor, an overhead view of London was shown, that shrunk, faded and was replaced by a blinding vortex of light and energy. 

Hello! As you guys can see, I am going to start the fanfic from the first series. Of course, I am not going to do EVERY single episode (as I mentioned on the description) but the events would still occur. I might do twenty/fifteen episodes of the first 6 seasons because they are like 60 episodes each. I am crazy but not that crazy.

Also, I originally wanted this to be a Doctor x Reader but I realized that my plans (for the future chapters mostly) may not match the reader. I know that it's a lame thing to say since most of the content I write is x reader but I had to do this in this fanfiction. I promise that I'll try write a somewhat similar fanfiction if you guys want to. 

About Emma. . . I know that I made some stuff a bit too dramatic with her family (especially with emphasizing the fact that she is adopted and some of the members do not accept her) and that I added too much information too soon but it was a necessary way to introduce her character and have a better understanding of her personality as the story goes.

Emma's and the Doctor's relationship will take a long time to develop into something more than friendship but there will be some signs that one of the two has a crush on the other a bit later on the show. In other words, this is going to be one of the longest slow burns.

Anyway, that's all for now! Hope you have an amazing day/night!!!💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

[gingerteaonthetardis]

Eight/Charley/Rose with "I'll never unsee that" if you're willing. I love these idiots so much

oh, nonny, i love them too. and they are indeed idiots. idiots in love!!! anyway, thank you for this prompt and i hope you enjoy the mess.

as a quick warning: this fic is rated T for the drinking of alcohol, some suggestive flirting, a tentacled man(?), and jack harkness. if any of those things bother you, i apologise!

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"Do you think he's enjoying that?"

"What, the tentacles?" Rose took a sip of her hypervodka, eyes narrowed over the rim of her glass. How she could put away so much alcohol without so much as a wrinkled nose always baffled Charley. "He certainly looks like he's enjoying it."

“Enjoying what?”

The Doctor materialised behind them, his hands full of three narrow-mouthed beakers that steamed rather menacingly. Their contents were a lurid green: the same colour, or nearly, as the tentacled man—if he was a man—across the bar, Charley realised.

She blanched. But she reached for a beaker anyway.

“The tentacles,” replied Rose, seeming not to notice Charley’s squeamishness. She tossed her drink back immediately, effortlessly, and Charley watched her smooth throat working with a pang at her loveliness. “We were working out whether Jack was enjoying himself or if we ought to stage a rescue.”

Admittedly, Charley’s thinking hadn’t gone quite that far. Rather, she was overwhelmed with a morbid kind of fascination about the creature’s anatomy and how Jack—unflappable though he may be—was coping with it.

Did the tentacle feel soft? Slimy? Did it have those little suckers clustered on its arm—and was it an arm?—like freckles?

The Doctor, meanwhile, was slow to catch on. He seemed more preoccupied with watching Charley as she fussed with her drink, turning it this way and that, holding it up to the light. It was alarmingly opaque.

His full lips twitched as he settled onto a stool. "It is safe, you know," he teased. "I wouldn't poison you, much as you vex me, darling."

Rose giggled into her glass. But Charley poked out her tongue at the pair of them and resolved to take a hefty swallow.

When it passed her lips, the drink tasted sharply, almost overwhelmingly of lemongrass, with a faint bitter aftertaste. It wasn't totally repulsive, she thought to herself. So she steeled herself and swallowed the rest.

When she dropped her chin, she felt both the Doctor and Rose looking at her. Rose was giving her one of those smiles: tongue-touched and a little flirtatious, the kind which so used to catch her off-guard; the Doctor looked rather proud.

"Well done, Charley," he smirked. "I knew you had it in you!"

She felt herself begin to preen before realising how absurd it was to be proud of such a silly thing. She straightened her shoulders and gestured across the bar. "So," she said, sounding only a little squeaky, "what do you think?"

The pair turned to look.

It seemed the situation had progressed somewhat. The man-thing’s tentacle had abandoned Jack's chiseled, square jaw, leaving behind a sequence of bruises that very much answered the sucker question, and it seemed to have moved on—quite a bit lower, in fact. A few of the buttons on Jack’s rumpled Oxford were undone, and the tentacled bloke seemed to be taking full advantage while their mouths remained fused.

"Oh," the Doctor muttered sourly. "Well, I'll never unsee that."

"Trust me, with Jack? You've seen worse," Rose insisted. "Or will have. I dunno." She waved her hand, a little careless gesture. She was always doing that—always making references to things out of sequence. It got worse when she drank. Charley found it extremely endearing. "Either way, seems like he's having a good time. I say we leave him to it."

The Doctor swiveled on his stool, arching a brow and looking Rose full in the face. "Leave him and do what, I wonder."

Now it was Charley's turn to smile, watching with no small amount of amusement as a flush flooded the other woman's cheeks.

Rose never could get used to the Doctor's flirting, or at least, not when it was so open. She was tremendously solid and sure of herself in other ways, but this? It suddenly turned her into a mess of fluttering lashes and unwanted blushes.

She had once privately confessed to Charley that she almost always found the Doctor attractive, though she hadn't met all his past and future forms, but that this Doctor—their Doctor—possessed a different sort of beauty entirely. A kind that tended to undermine her higher functions.

And Charley, though she hated to admit it, could absolutely relate.

Rose's eyes darted to meet hers, and Charley tried—and failed—to hide her grin. She nodded. They were, she smugly felt, the three of them far more interesting to her than any antics Jack could get up to.

TARDIS, she mouthed, slipping her key from where it hung on a chain, nestled in her bra.

"I have a few ideas," Rose said, all pink lips and promising smile. Charley felt like the luckiest woman in the universe. "Let's go home."

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more lighthearted prompts...

[lyrainbeleriand]

The Doctor & Rose | Walk Alone | + Time War AU

But I think our lifelines became too intertwined And now we've paid the price And you cried, "love's like watching someone die" And we should have just closed our eyes”

 Guess who is spiralling down that hole of Paul Mcgann and 8rose AGAIN yes haha it's poor old me. All the time war canon used here is from RTD's short story and Bubblygal's fanfic Battles in the Sky because fuck the 50th anniversary and steven Moffat. 

 By the way, if you like my channel please pay attention to what's happening in China right now, get informed on the #A4revolution and the poor human right situation and the horrible dictatorship that has been ruining my home for many many years. But now people are finally taking their stands, your caring for the matter could mean a lot to us.

[luthqrs]

doctor who big finish audio stories!

⚠️ this post is no longer being updated or monitored x ⚠️

you may have seen my nuwho books post and thought “well that’s all good and proper but i wanted the big finish audio dramas >:(“ fear not, because i have a collection of those too and i am still not allergic to sharing :)

also up for grabs: doctor who novelisations (x) and torchwood big finish audios (x)

a list of what’s there + how to play below the cut x

things you’ll find here:

new who + misc

the diary of river song (series 1-12)

the tenth doctor and river song (series 1)

the tenth doctor adventures (series 1-3)

the ninth doctor adventures (series 1-4)

unit incursions (episodes 8.04 + 8.05)

unit nemesis (series 4)

missy (series 1-4)

the eighth of march (3.01 + 3.02)

masterful + terror of the master

rose tyler: the dimension cannon (series 1-3)

the paternoster gang (series 1-5)

master! (series 1-3)

time lord victorious (008)

once and future (005)

tenth doctor adventures: dalek universe (3.02)

classic who

the eighth doctor adventures (series 1-4)

stranded series (series 1-3)

doom coalition (series 1-4) (exc. 3.02.... working on it)

dark eyes (series 1-4)

ravenous (series 1-4)

classic main range (134, 135 + 168)

companion chronicles: the second doctor (vol 1-3 / series 10, 12 + 14)

gallifrey (series 1-3)

!!! torchwood audios have moved. they can now be found here !!!

and how to access them

press play!!

if you like to listen at 1.5x speed like me, you can use an independent media player. on ios, press the 3 dots -> open with: [audio player of choice] (i use evermusic)

make and save copies of what you want even if you don’t have time to listen right now. don’t rely on this link always being here.

want something you can't have?

if there's a particular story/series you wanted to hear that i don't have listed yet, send me an ask or pop it in the comments x

happy listening! x

[dalekofchaos]

Didn't have enough room for it, but the Paternoster Gang, so if you want that, just reply or reblog with that option

Context

U.NI.IT.

the Unified Intelligence Taskforce. The Power of the Doctor set up a new UNIT that recruited some of the Doctor's former companions so it feels like there's fertile ground for a show about who protects modern-day Earth when the Doctor's not available. An episodic structure would fit a UNIT show well, allowing it to shift from espionage thriller, to alien invasion, to weird science, like The X-Files.

An alternative UNIT show could follow in the footsteps of Star Trek: Lower Decks by focusing on a group of lowly officers who are left to pick up the pieces after one of the big exciting Doctor Who alien invasions. The Doctor always leaves a lot of destruction in their wake, so it would provide a lot of opportunities for an affectionate parody of Doctor Who. They could be led by a former UNIT operative like Sergeant Benton (John Levene) who would be an ideal character for an irreverent Doctor Who comedy. There's a lot of potential for UNIT in the new RTD era and hopefully, the Disney+ deal can help to realize it.

For obvious reasons, Jack and Mickey would be recast

Companions united.

Showing everyone who traveled with the Doctor saving the world in their own way. Each episode showing individual companions. From all the alive Classic Companions to all the New Who Companions.

Master Who? Basically The Master's show and showing what happens when The Doctor isn't there to stop The Master's universal conquest. And The Master taking on the worst people imaginable as companions. Could have Michelle Gomez, John Simm, Sascha Dhawan, Derek Jacobi, Geoffrey Beevers, Eric Roberts and Gordon Tipple return as their respective Masters/Missy

Time Lord Academy. The childhood of The Doctor, Master, and Rani during their years at the academy

Eighth Doctor adventures.

Finally giving Eight the run he deserves. Could bring in Charley or Lucie as his companions and lead into Eight in the Time War

Showing Romana and Leela on Gallifrey. During Romana's reign as Time Lady President. Leading to the Time War and how Romana was removed from power and Leela's last stand

[legok9]

Friendship is Universal

Official Doctor Who x Star Trek poster by Dusty Abell

Top: Yasmin Khan, Kira Nerys, Clara Oswald, Spock, Amy Pond, Data, Rose Tyler, La'an Noonien Singh, Sarah Jane Smith, Bill Potts, William Riker, Cleveland Booker, Donna Noble

Middle: Jonathan Archer with Porthos, War Doctor, Eleventh Doctor, Sixth Doctor, the Guardian of Forever, the TARDIS, Fugitive Doctor, Eighth Doctor, First Doctor, Leonard McCoy, Beverly Crusher

Third Doctor with a tribble, Michael Burnham, Kathryn Janeway, James T. Kirk, Thirteenth Doctor, Christopher Pike, Philippa Georgiou, Fifth Doctor, Tenth Doctor, Second Doctor, Benjamin Sisko, Twelfth Doctor

Fifteenth Doctor, K9, Jean-Luc Picard, Fourth Doctor

Bottom: Weeping Angel, Wirrn, Goblin, Khan Noonien Singh, Morbius, V5, Gorn, Beep the Meep, Cyberman, Maestro, Locutus of Borg, Vashta Nerada, Robot Yeti, Ood, Sil, Dalek, K1, Zygon, Kruge, Silent, Missy, Dukat, Ruk

The Seventh Doctor, Ninth Doctor, Fourteenth Doctor are conspicuously absent. Also disappointed that Voyager's Doctor didn't make the cut!

Bonus fact: Peter Capaldi auditioned to play Benjamin Sisko. Great to see them side by side.

[shandy-and-champagne]

Eight and Rose dancing in Prague

from Guardians of the Universe: Time and the Trickster

Chapter 65: Wedding of Rose Tyler: Restoring Balance by Lumendea

@lumendea

[son-neko-art]

I had hip surgery recently and Im on bed rest so I’ve been sketching to amuse. I made this to an audio track of Megamind.

So yeah… you’re getting whatever these quick sketches are…I think this is what we were all hoping that ‘The Time Lord Victorious’ series’ plot would have been more like. Well at least I was hoping that 8, 9, and past 10 would be teaming up against crazy future 10 AKA Time Lord Victorious.

[bigbad-tardis]

While the Doctor/Rose tag on ao3 has a slow but steady stream of content coming out every day, I can’t help but feel that one day it’s going to eventually dry up. However I’ve come up with a solution.

Announcing the Doctorrose Fic Marathon

This fanfiction writing marathon will be set from September First (1st) to the Thirtieth (30th). The goal is to simply write as much fanfiction as you can in that month. Anyone can participate. Even if you haven’t written doctorrose fanfiction before. And you don’t even have to participate every day. There are only four (4) rules.

If you’re going to connect the stories, connect them via series instead of a single book

There is no set length. Write however long or short a fic you want.

Use the tag Doctorrose Fic Marathon on Archive of Our Own

And have fun!!

There is also a set of prompts you can follow if you’d rather have them as well. One for each day. Remember you don’t have to follow them if you don’t want to, and you don’t even have to do them in order. Or even combine them if that inspires you! The whole point of this is just to write.

Prompt 1: Alternate Meetings

It’s simple. Write another way the Doctor and Rose could’ve met. This is one of our less vague prompts. So if you feel like it’ll stifle your creativity? Go ahead and pick something else from the list.

Prompt 2: Holding Hands

If there’s anything the Doctor and Rose know how to do, it’s hold hands. Whether it’s while running, for comfort, or just because. Run wild with your imagination.

Prompt 3: First Kisses

Kisses! The Doctor and Rose have had several, but were they the first? That’s for you to write and for us to find out.

Prompt 4: Mutual Pining

The Doctor and Rose are known for being two idiots in love pining over each other. Give us a moment we haven’t seen before.

Prompt 5: Domestics

Nine famously said “I don’t do domestic.” Well we all know that’s a lie. Whether it be holding a friend’s baby, shopping, or changing sheets. Write a view into the Doctor and Rose’s domestic life

Prompt 6: Cuddling

Soft, sweet, classic. Everyone loves a good cuddle fic.

Prompt 7: Hurt/Comfort

It’s a classic theme for a reason. Go ham! Hurt us with your best shot. Make us fall apart. Then put us back together again.

Prompt 8: One Bed

The classic “only one bed” trope is so well known that it’s reached into popular consciousness. What better way to make the Doctor and Rose confront their feelings than bed sharing?

Prompt 9: Time Loop

It’s surprising that the only time loop story in Doctor Who is Heaven Sent. Time loops are a great way to tell a story for a character with regrets. And the Doctor and Rose have plenty.

Prompt 10: Jailbreak

There is a famous trope in Doctor Who fanfiction that I have noticed. The Doctor and Rose always mention the tens of times they got thrown in a jail cell. Let’s actually see it!

Prompt 11: Chase Sequence

The Third Doctor is known for his long vehicle chase sequences. Whether it be boats, cars, or motorcycles. I find it hard to believe the Doctor’s habits for a good chase sequence went away.

Prompt 12: Truth Serum

Truth Serum is one of those tropes that will never really go away, and has been apart of almost every fandom with even a modicum of fantasy or sci-if in it

Prompt 13: Declaration(s) of Love

The Doctor not telling Rose he loved her for the audience to hear is one of the most painful things in Doctor Who. Write a declaration of love, from the Doctor or Rose, (both works too) and get some closure.

Prompt 14: Meddling TARDIS

It’s so clear, given how much the TARDIS likes Rose (as proven by the books), that the TARDIS wants Rose and the Doctor to be together. And she is alive after all.

Prompt 15: Jealousy

Rose and the Doctor have both been jealous multiple times in the story and it never gets old. And the possibilities for angst are endless

Prompt 16: Multiple Doctors

Remember when Rose was almost in Day of the Doctor, but instead it was the Moment? So Rose technically wasn’t in DotD? Channel that rage and write one of the best things we’ll never get. Unless you count Journey’s End.

Prompt 17: Reunion

Reunion fics are the backbone of the Doctor/Rose tag with good reason. It’s one of the few things that can appease our aching souls.

Prompt 18: Playing with Hair

The Doctor and Rose both have really great hair. Yes, even Nine, and given how domestic they are, it’s a shame we never got to see them playing with each other’s hair.

Prompt 19: Girl in the Fireplace Fix-It

Now we enter what I call the Fix-It Trilogy. Three fix-it prompts that hit all the basics. Girl in the Fireplace, the episode that makes no sense in the context of the series.

Prompt 20: Doomsday Fix-It

Doomsday, the ending that broke our hearts.

Prompt 21: Journey’s End Fix-It

And Journey’s End. The ending that healed us, only to rip out our hearts all over again.

Prompt 22: Alternate Universe

This one is fun! Alternate universe can be anything. Whether it be canon divergence, or the Doctor and Rose meeting in a coffee shop. The world is your oyster.

Prompt 23: Historical

Rose never got a lot of chances to wear period wear in the show. It’s a shame since it led to such an iconic moment. “You look beautiful”

Prompt 24: Rose Meeting a Classic Doctor

The one thing we want that we can’t have.

Prompt 25: Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey

It’s a famous phrase and unlike the Time Loop prompt, this has a bit of wiggle room for what the parameters are. It could be a time loop, or a paradox!

Prompt 26: Chameleon Arch

The Chameleon Arch is one of the most fascinating pieces of Time Lord technology and has only been explored a couple of times in the show and the extended media. Go wild!

Prompt 27: Bad Wolf

This one is more up to you! Is Rose the Bad Wolf again, is she protecting the Doctor? Or has her biology been changed? There are many interpretations of this prompt and every possibility is exciting.

Prompt 28: The Oncoming Storm

The Doctor has been known to be protective of Rose to say the least. And sometimes the Doctor has to let everyone know why he’s called The Oncoming Storm.

Prompt 29: Soulmates

A good old fashioned soulmate au can never go wrong. There are so many to choose from! The possibilities are endless, let your imagination go wild!

Prompt 30: Wedding

And to close out the month weddings!! They could be at a wedding, they could be throwing a wedding, or even having a wedding, just make it so the Doctor and Rose are involved with a wedding somehow.

[tentoorose]

EIGHTROSE FOR THE SOUL

the last chapter of Empire of the Wolf had me in my bag for many obvious reasons but can we please appreciate this unexpected FOOD

EIGHTROSE RISE 😩 he is so excited to meet her, the whole time they were together he was so excited to adventure with her and their interactions were absolutely magical. I hope we get to see those two interact again at some point in the future! (👀 @ the as-of-today confirmed Dimension Cannon 2)

[thirdeyeblue]

OMG THANK YOU @tinyconfusion 💙💙💙

I’m so happy to have a physical copy of this 😭 I’ll cherish it forever and ever!

[rubysundaymondaytuesday]

An Empire of the Wolf (Shippy) Moodboard 👸

[lyrainbeleriand]

Doctor & Rose | Champagne Problems | + 13x00 New Year Special 

 OKAY SO THAT MENTION OF ROSE IN THE NEW YEAR SPECIAL DID THINGS TO ME. I HAD TO. I JUST HAD TO. 

thank you captain jack harkness for still being the ship captain of timepetals in the year 2021. 

best new year gift EVER.

[son-neko-art]

Day 19 of Whovember ! This is for the Eight X Rose shippers. I got a sketch of Rose Tyler and the 8th Doctor enjoying a book together on a couch I kinda gave up on drawing.