It’s no bother! It’s from when the Tenth Doctor & Rose visit the Parallel Universe during Rise of the Cybermen/Age of Steel and the Doctor says that parallel universes are like gingerbread houses because he is cautioning Rose not to try to find the parallel version of Pete Tyler.
Title: A Gingerbread House
Pairing: Tenth Doctor x Rose Tyler
Word Count: 2382
Written for: mariechambers who probably completely forgot she asked for “Ten/Rose where she worked as a call girl before she met him.”
Rated: Teen for language and vaguely nsfw scenes.
A/N: This story is over a month in the making. I hope everyone likes it. An Alternate Universe story with a twist.
She doesn’t prepare for the newest client with any special routine. Sometimes they come with a PS from Jack; “be good to this one,” “never turn your back to that one,” “this one cries a lot,” “that one likes a bit of roleplay,” but the latest one was a brand new client, none of Jack’s people had been with him, and he had apparently asked for her specifically. All Jack said was that this one was an old friend. That didn’t make her any more at ease, the last guy that came as a friend of Jack’s had a cock that she swore no longer had any sort of blood flow.
Title: Love Story
Pairing: Tenth Doctor x Rose Tyler
Written For: the ever fabulous itsmoonshoespotter who asked for “A Romeo and Juliet AU with Ten/Rose without the dying.” (A modern day adaption.)
A/N: Much thanks to kelkat9 for answering all my questions. This isn’t quite novel length, but it is the best I could do.
It is complete and will be uploaded as I feel so led.
Read on AO3 & TSP
The dull thud of solid objects hitting the wall caused Ian Noble to look up from his laptop and he sighed. All he wanted was a calm and peaceful summer. He was home from university for two months and he had only returned because his sister was likely to send out a search party if he hadn’t. The last thing he needed was the proper folks at uni meeting any members of the sprawling Noble clan.
Pairing: Ninth Doctor x Rose Tyler
Word Count: 800
A/N: This is something I wrote a while ago, but am reposting for reasons. Much love to captaingrahamcr for the original prompt: “Doctor/Rose as the Station Inspector and Florist from ‘Hugo’”
It was the orphanage that convinced him he was a worthless member of society, but it was the war that really hammered the point home with a bullet to his leg and a metal brace that was the only thing that kept him walking. If he really closed his eyes and thought about it, he could remember a time when he wasn’t a bitter and disillusioned man with a grudge against the world, but it was an exercise in futility because this was who he was now and it was unlikely to change.
(shout-out to Disc from whom the first sentence originated)
"Seriously, never say that again. It jinxes us every time, without fail." Donna glared at her twin with all the force of an oncoming hurricane.
"I’ll say what I want, thanks," the Doctor muttered, swinging his feet over the edge of the roof.
"I’m not kidding here," Donna growled. "Every time, every single time you say that something bad happens."
"I wouldn’t necessarily call this bad…" the Doctor started, only to be cut off by Donna smacking the back of his head.
"What happened to the toaster?" Rose called as she closed the front door behind her. She couldn’t yet see the toaster, but the distinct smell of burnt metal and toast crumbs was a frequent smell at their flat.
"Toaster? Why do you think something happened to the toaster? The toaster is just fine. It toasts bread just as well, if not better than it ever did before." There was a clanking of metal and the Doctor’s head appeared around the door frame, a swipe of grease across his cheek.
"Your fringe is smoking," she said, dropping her keys in the little dish by the door and toeing off her shoes.