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tenlittlebullets) wrote2012-02-23 02:49 am
tenlittlebullets) wrote2012-02-23 02:49 am
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Double drabble: Never-were
Title: Never-were
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eight, Ten
Rating: PG-13 by implication? I don't know.
Notes: This will make very little sense if you haven’t read a particular Gaiman short story; if you have... I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. (There's now a link to the story in the comments.)
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Whatever the Doctor had expected to find in the temporal eddy of his first Time War mission, it wasn't this:
Inside the TARDIS doors was an organic, subterranean-looking hell where his console room had been. The being inside had the face of a young man, but his eyes were the all-devouring eyes of a demon, timeless and cruel. He slammed the doors shut with a snap of his fingers the instant the Doctor stepped over the threshold; they locked behind him, and somewhere in the greenish-black depths of the TARDIS the cloister bell began to toll.
The other tied the Doctor to a coral strut with strips torn from a battered orange spacesuit, strips that left streaks of rusty Martian grime on his wrists and ankles and across his mouth. His movements were eerily calm, his mouth a grim line, but his eyes were the worst part: they stared into the Doctor with perfect understanding and not the slightest trace of compassion. The first icy suspicion of the truth began to creep up the Doctor's spine; perhaps that was why he didn't resist.
The demon nodded and smiled a dead smile. "Time," it said, "is fluid here."
Fandom: Doctor Who
Characters: Eight, Ten
Rating: PG-13 by implication? I don't know.
Notes: This will make very little sense if you haven’t read a particular Gaiman short story; if you have... I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. (There's now a link to the story in the comments.)
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Whatever the Doctor had expected to find in the temporal eddy of his first Time War mission, it wasn't this:
Inside the TARDIS doors was an organic, subterranean-looking hell where his console room had been. The being inside had the face of a young man, but his eyes were the all-devouring eyes of a demon, timeless and cruel. He slammed the doors shut with a snap of his fingers the instant the Doctor stepped over the threshold; they locked behind him, and somewhere in the greenish-black depths of the TARDIS the cloister bell began to toll.
The other tied the Doctor to a coral strut with strips torn from a battered orange spacesuit, strips that left streaks of rusty Martian grime on his wrists and ankles and across his mouth. His movements were eerily calm, his mouth a grim line, but his eyes were the worst part: they stared into the Doctor with perfect understanding and not the slightest trace of compassion. The first icy suspicion of the truth began to creep up the Doctor's spine; perhaps that was why he didn't resist.
The demon nodded and smiled a dead smile. "Time," it said, "is fluid here."
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LIKE SOME HORRIBLE COLLISION OF ALL MY FAVORITE THINGS
LET ME LOVE YOUR WRITING FOREVER AND EVERRRRR
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IT BURROWED INTO MY BRAIN AND WOULDN'T STOP GNAWING UNTIL I GOT IT OUT at least in drabble form, though there's still a more developed version eating away at me oh god.
Self-loathing Ten is the best, by which I mean the ABSOLUTE WORST.
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DO IT
i have lost the ability to do proper capitalization in sentences because i want this so muuuuuch
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Also, getting the idea down in drabble form was probably a good idea, but this scenario is way creepier when you've got the breathing room to let Eight and Ten talk in their own voices. Apparently I am also easy for Ten prattling away like normal when he is batshit terrifying half a millimeter below the surface.
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Um. Every time you say something new about this fic, I need it more. Whatever, stay up too late, indulge the nightmare fuel, I WOULD LIKE THIS FIC PLEASE.
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Glad to be able to share the "OH GOD NO" that crept over me when this plotbunny first bit. *evil grin*
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Properly speaking the title is one of the eldritch horrors spawned by the the Time War that Ten mentioned in EoT, but since Gaiman wrote Neverwhere, and the Neverland arc in Eight's BFA audios is also full of temporal abominations and dark!Doctor doubles, I figured it was appropriate all 'round.
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