"He had too many memories, he decided. They overwhelmed him, forcibly taking him away from the present, immersing him in the past. He tried not to show it, for Sam’s sake, because she would worry and wonder if something was wrong – and be was sure that there was nothing she could do to help. There was nothing anyone could do. It was just middle age."

- Revolution Man by Paul Leonard, page 70

Well, you usually fix the problem of “too many memories”, don’t you, Eight? 

dalek-parties-are-always-rubbish:
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Fic: Cor Cordium (Eight/Sabbath)

Title Cor Cordium

Fandom Doctor Who (Eighth Doctor Adventures)

Pairing Eighth Doctor/Sabbath

Rating/warnings PG (if that) 

Spoilers Set during Camera Obscura. Spoilers for the end of Adventuress of Henrietta Street, but it’s stuff you’d know if you’ve read books later in that arc. 

Word-count 3440

Disclaimer I don’t own anything. 

Summary The Doctor seeks Sabbath out to have a heart-to-heart. 

Author’s notes This fic was written with dangerous amounts of Mozart in my system. Also, the foe yay in the EDAs deserve much much more fic. 
 

aelinor:

Stones of Venice

Over the last few days, I’ve realised something strange. I’m usually quite alright with the fact that canon isn’t as shippy as things are in my head. I’m not bothered by the fact that characters who are sometimes very lovey-dovey aren’t always that, and that there might be other relationships which the writers play up more. I will happily imagine that there are things going on between scenes and off-screen, or that the narrator is being selective. Even if I always want there to be slashy/shippy things, I know that there are usually not that many, and you learn to make do.

But when it comes to the Eighth Doctor Adventures, I crave support of the canon. I don’t want Fitz to be more concerned about anyone else than he is about the Doctor. I want them to hug after they lose each other every time. Not only do I imaging there being hand-holding when it’s not there, I want them to mention it. I don’t know why I can usually compartmentalise this stuff with most other canons, but not with this one. Perhaps it’s because the EDAs get so close to making something like Eight/Fitz canon, that I want them to always hold that level of slashiness. I know that there is the possibility of canon taking the same position as me (a possibility which usually doesn’t exist), so it’s frustrating when they don’t. Or perhaps it’s just that I’m overly emotionally invested in the ship… 

harbek:

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I hadn’t even given a Moffat written Eight much thought yet… First thing to come to mind was “there would be a lot of kissing”. Hell that’s about the only thing he mentioned…

That is a pretty good list of many reasons why Eight is awesome. There’s plenty of tension between him and Sabbath even outside Camera Obscura, I’d say. And then there’s him and Scarlet in The Adventuress of Henrietta Street - how much happens there is not entirely certain, but they’re very close, Scarlet hits on him a bit and then there’s what Sabbath says about them in Camera Obscura: 

‘The Doctor? He’s practically a monk.’ Then his face darkened. 'I’ve only known him to be close to one woman,’ he said quietly. He took another, larger sip of brandy, and covered the Angel-Maker’s hand with his own. 'But that was in another century, and the wench is dead.' 

p.140

And while we’re on the topic, let’s not forget him and Turing, with all that hugging and getting drunk together, and still being completely oblivious.

When is Eight mistaken for a prostitute, though? What have I missed? 

(via mumblingsage)

At one point in the EDAs, the Doctor says to Fitz that if he’s lucky, he’ll know him his tattoo, and in Year of Intelligent Tigers, we learn that the Doctor went to sea during his hundred-year exile on Earth. That made me think, what if the Doctor...

At one point in the EDAs, the Doctor says to Fitz that if he’s lucky, he’ll know him his tattoo, and in Year of Intelligent Tigers, we learn that the Doctor went to sea during his hundred-year exile on Earth. That made me think, what if the Doctor actually has tattoos, made when he was a sailor in the 1930s, and he had no idea who he was? So here’s Eight with an armful of sailor tattoos. (Also, he doesn’t seem to have any idea that if you remove your shirt, you take out your cufflinks first.) 

Also, I thought posting shirtless Eight on a Monday would be appropriate, as I lurk around the McGann Monday crowd. 

Hyperboloids of Wondrous Light

Title Hyperboloids of Wondrous Light

Fandom Doctor Who (Eighth Doctor Adventures)

Pairings Eight/Alan Turing, vague mentions of Eight/Fitz, historical pairings, some obligatory Doctor/TARDIS. 

Word count of entire fic 57 821

Ratings/warnings NC-17. Sexual situations, 1950s intolerance, Earth arc angst, mental illness, suicide. 

Spoilers The EDA The Turing Test by Paul Lenard. Brief mentions of plot points in The Curse of Fenric.

Disclaimer I own nothing. 

Summary The Doctor, the amnesiac genius without a name, is formidable as an intellectual companion and desirable as a lover, but the mystery around his identity and his quest to find out who he once was draws in anyone associated to him, until it threatens them with a reality that even Britain’s brightest mind cannot comprehend.

Author’s notes Reposting this fic here as in celebration of Alan Turing’s 100th birthday.


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