Gems of Memory

wtf?  They only needed two entries on the com.  I didn't add that much editing.  >.>

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( "Alright, Avengers. You've been dancing for three and a half months now. Which means it's time to put your skills to the test!" )

A Solid Connection
By: Memory DragonNotes: This was originally written for kahn for the Cap-IM Fic Exchange.  The prompt was "Tony and Steve, dancing" and a more general request for team-as-family.  This may have gone overboard with the latter, but hey.  A few things before we start though.

One, Lizzie (Casey in the original posting), 'Victor' (Theodore in the original posting.  Yeah, I totally named him that just to call him Teddy.  XD ), and his gentleman friend all come from another set of fics of mine, It Don't Mean a Thing If It Ain't Got That Swing.  You do not have to read those fics to understand this one.  Technically, Lizzie is the only OC here (and I sadly couldn't go into her as much as I wanted to since it was an anon posting and a gift fic), with 'Victor' being the Master in disguise from Doctor Who and his gentleman friend being the Third Doctor.  If you are unfamiliar with Who though, no worries.  You don't need to know anything about them and there's no complicated back story for either of them.  I just couldn't resist bringing Lizzie and the Master back for more dancing adventures across time and space, and you can read them like you would most normal OC's.  Just realize only Lizzie is actually mine.

Two, a note on the dance. West Coast Swing is not the swing dance you are thinking of. If you thought Grease and other movies of the sort, you're thinking either East Coast Swing or Jitterbug, or a dance along those lines. West Coast Swing is a completely different dance. If you would like to see what it looks like, look up West Coast Swing on youtube. If you'd like a place to start, here's two videos of Jack and Jill competitions. Jack and Jill basically means you have no idea who your partner is or what music you'll be dancing to until your name gets called and they start the music. There's no choreography and it's all improv, which is what you'd see if you went out to a Westie club. Well, a Westie club that pro dancers are at. Anyway, have a more technical dance video ( http://youtu.be/Y3i6kyLLB2g ) and one video to show the versatility of WCS with music ( http://youtu.be/W1DUvrbrp7U?t=1m11s ).

Three, this mostly came about because while there are some good 'teach Steve to dance' fics out there, none of them quite satisfied the dancer in me.  This was probably an inevitable fic.  Kahn just gave me proper excuse to write it.

Last of all, please enjoy the fic!

( Steve Rogers looked down at his book, trying - and failing - to make sense of the words. )

Guys.  Guys.  I just.  I don't know how to deal with this.  I really don't.  THEY'RE FENCING ON TOKYO TOWER.  And the Master's TARDIS, good God.  I'm half-tempted to post this to b_e, but I don't know if this is a video everyone has already seen or not. 



Seriously scarred for life right now.

Let It Snow!
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to.  Nor do I claim the 'Living Snow'.  That concept and the contest belong to Clamp.
Characters: Third Doctor/Delgado Master, Jo Grant, the Brigadier.
Warnings: Cuteness?  And some crack. 
Original Prompt: Okay, so after reading the second part of x_los' and bagheera_san's Christmas Crackers story, I realized that I have a burning NEED for more Doctor/Master snowball fights. Because that one was adorable and awesome, if brief.

I want the most epic, fluffy, over-the-top snowball war in the history of snowball wars, raging between the Doctor and the Master. Like, Calvin and Hobbes-level and beyond. Bonus points if UNIT and Jo are somehow involved as well.

Please anons! I need this like I need AIR.
Notes: Written for the best_enemies anon kink meme. The original can be found here.  As stated, I'm also stealing the Living Snow from Clamp in xxxHolic.  Because it's more fun that way.
Thanks: Many thanks to narwhale_callin for betaing this. I really should have posted this a while ago, but I've been lazy.  XD


( It was a cold day, the kind that crept through UNIT HQ no matter how many heaters JO set up around the labs to keep warm. )

Fickle Fortune
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to.
Summary: The Master learns the hard way that luck does indeed have everything to do with competition dancing.
Characters: Delgado Master, Lizzie Matthews (not Borden...  XD)
Warnings: Lots of dancing and themes of suicide in the last bit.
Rating: PG-13 for the suicide themes
Notes: So I wrote this sequel to Lead and Follow, even though it didn't really need it.  Technically, it's not a sequel, since it takes place during the original fic, but still.  Normally, I wouldn't write a sequel just to have more of an OC, but people apparently wanted more.  Also, I've never actually been to Swing Diego, so all the convention bits are based off my memories of Dallas D.A.N.C.E. instead. 
Thanks: Many thanks to narwhale_callin for betaing.  Hopefully, he is Sailor Moon villain-ish enough for you.
Dedication: For _rubber_chicken and Allonym, who both wanted more Lizzie.  You now have more Lizzie and Master dance adventures across time and space.

( The Master was not overly impressed with this "Swing Diego" that Lizzie kept on about. )

I don't really think this is Doctor/Master enough to post on b_e, which is sadness, since I think they'd enjoy it.  Ah, well.  Thoughts, flist?

The Master and Mrs. Pond
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to.
Characters:  Delgado Master, Amy Pond, Third Doctor, Brigadier, Sergeant Benton.  A small bit of implied Doctor/Master.
Warnings: There is a lot of sheer and utter crack in this.  Also, some angst.  And some Master torture by the monster of the day, because I really do like beating him up for some reason.  Nothing he can't handle though.
Notes: So here is the highly anticipated sequel to The Sea Devils and Mrs. Pond.  Which, might I add, might have been written a lot quicker if  more people had told me they wanted it instead of waiting until the massive vote to let me know it was popular.  Just saying. ^_~  

Hopefully, this will live up to everyone's expectations. It's split into two parts, since it's a bit too long to fit in one lj post.
Thanks: Many thanks to narwhale_callin for betaing, even if she types at me in capslock on occasion.  XD  Also, for a bit of the dialogue concerning the monster of the day.  I say again though, this does not excuse you from writing your own drabble with it.  <3

The original fic, The Sea Devils and Mrs. Pond, can be found here.

( Amy was quite sick of being captured. )

Self-Preservation
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to.
Summary: Running for his life with the Master, the Doctor finds someone he just can't leave behind.
Characters: Third Doctor/Delgado Master/Simm Master
Warnings: More choking. Nar seems convinced I have a thing for it, but really it's just a convenient way to threaten people when they are unarmed. And it's much more immediately threatening and personal than say, a gun.
Notes: So I meant to get this up yesterday, but I kind of forgot. ^_^;;; Forgive me? Plus, the second part is where things really get going. If you liked the first bit, I think you'll like the second part even more.
Thanks: Many, many thanks to nemaline and narwhale_callin for betaing this. Cy might have taken forever and a day with it, but I still love her. And Nar gets bonus points for putting up with me when I send her three four fics in one weekend.

Part One

( The Doctor awoke to hands on his back gently rubbing out the tension in his shoulders. )

A Car with Character
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to.
Characters: Bessie, Third Doctor/Delgado Master
Warnings: Just a bit of crack, really. Very short.
Original Prompt: You know how the automobile is somewhat infamous for hosting backseat shenanigans?

Three/Delgado!Master. BESSIE. Need I say more?

P.S. Optional: cheesy drive-in movie.
Bonus Points: the car wash.
Deluxe Bonus Points: told from Bessie's POV.
Notes: Written for the best_enemies anon kink meme. The original can be found here. I figured since I know who the prompter was and the prompter now knows me, there's little point in keeping it secret.
Thanks: Many thanks to nemaline for betaing this!

( Bessie was a car with character. )

Really, Livejournal? Really?

Okay, take two. For the record, I hate whatever they've done to the new editor. Because now you can't edit anything, even in html, without it getting completely fucked up in a way that apparently couldn't be fixed. I had to delete the last post and start a new one. Alright, alright, end rant... Sorry for everyone on my flist the non-working cuts.

So this is technically supposed to be a journal for fic. Except I feel the love for this novel needs to be spread and there's not really enough Master in this one for me to feel comfortable posting this over on b_e. Maybe if a few of my flist think it Relevant to Our Interests over there, I'll consider it. For now though, here is a review of Deadly Reunion by Terrance Dicks and Barry Letts.


( Warning: Much fangirling past this cut. )

( More indepth spoiler-ish bits )

Anyway, this got long. Very long. Just know, to sum up, the book is awesome and well worth reading. I might be able to... *cough*borrow*cough* the book out, if you catch my drift, if anyone wants to read it. Just let me know and I'll send it via email or something. Fair warning, I don't think a lot of time was spent on the pdf file, so there are a lot of typos and things. It can get bothersome at times.
( Some mostly non-spoiler-ish excerpts )

Lead and Follow
By: Memory Dragon
Disclaimer: I do not own Doctor Who, nor do I make any claim to. 
Characters: Third Doctor/Delgado Master, Eighth Doctor, OC
Warnings:  Lots of dancing and the Master's dignity takes a bit of a beating, but it's all in good fun.
Original Prompt: Three, Five, Eight or Eleven  Ballroom dancing.
Notes: Written for the best_enemies anon meme.  Sadly, it's not actual ballroom dancing.  This is far more social dancing than ballroom, since it's West Coast Swing, but I'm a Westie more than a ballroom dancer.  Also, it's more of the Master learning to social dance than the Doctor dancing (though most of the fic is leading up to their big dance), but the Master had A Plot and who was I to argue with that?

There is an OC featured rather heavily in this fic.  This is largely because the Master kept insisting he needed a pretty, young thing to make the Doctor jealous with.  Hopefully, you'll enjoy her half as much as I enjoyed not having to keep a character from sounding like a valley girl.  XD

Also, a note about West Coast Swing:  This is not the swing dance you're probably thinking of.  When you watch movies like Grease, you're seeing Jitterbug and East Coast Swing, which is a completely different dance.  West Coast is a lot smoother and done to more jazz and pop music.  It's also sexier.  <3
Thanks:  Many thanks to narwhale_callin for the beta, even if you did want me to cut big portions of what I've written.  Although, it still apparently can't fit into one lj post.  -_-;;;

( The Master sipped his brandy, watching the Doctor dance. )