Finder's PeepersSometimes the Tardis can be so uncooperative. But as Clara learns, sometimes it has reason...Finder's Peepers2 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
“Great! Where’s the Doctor got to now?” Clara said as she craned her neck, looking down the three different Tardis corridors from this junction. A descending engine noise in the background was her only response.
“I don’t expect you to help me find him,” Clara said huffily to the Tardis, trying to ignore the idea that she was living in a space machine that didn’t particularly like her. She could tell by the vibration in the floor that they were still moving, but she had no idea where they were going.
Normally when she woke up she found the Doctor in the console room, already inputting the coordinates for the day’s trip. Or occasionally he’d be in the kitchen, preparing a truly huge breakfast.
But this morning, nothing. She’d looked in the library, the conservatory, and several of the lounges and reading rooms (it was real
BubblesRiver finds the Doctor having a bubble bath... How could a girl resist?Bubbles3 years ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
He was sitting in a mound of bubbles up to his chin with a disposable party hat on his head.
He'd sculpted the bubbles into a Santa Claus beard and mustache, and there were a variety of boats, ducks, and what looked like the tail of a plastic dragon poking out of the mountains of foam.
River lounged in the doorway and stared at him, shaking her head, and smiling indulgently. "Enjoying yourself?" she asked.
"River!" He jumped up, splashing water and foam everywhere. He grinned delightedly. "I didn't hear you arrive." He stopped and cocked his head, listening. "We haven't landed, have we?"
River shook her head. She held out her wrist. "Vortex manipulator. Sexy and I have been working on it."
His eyes got huge, gleaming bright. "You materialized inside while we're in the vortex? That's brilliant!" He gamboled over to her, dripping water and foam. He almost tripped over the lip of the huge, clawfooted bathtub. H
The ABC's of Doctor WhoAngels, as a general rule, cause more harm than good.The ABC's of Doctor Who3 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Bananas (unlike pears) are good; always bring one to parties.
Count the shadows.
Evil comes in many degrees and packages.
Feel down? Don't use a "Bliss" patch.
Go for the eye(stalks).
Hospitals are bad; avoid whenever possible.
If you're confused about something, don't be afraid to ask questions; fear the answers.
Just smile and nod if the Doctor asks you something you don't understand.
Killing is not (always) the answer.
Life is an adventure, a challenge, a game, and a Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy reference.
Mysteries are made to be solved; dive in headfirst!
Never trust a cat, nun, nurse, or combination of the three.
Options exist for everything, just be sure to take the best one.
Place your faith in only complete strangers and those you can trust.
Quit while you're ahead; it'll all be down
The Man of TimeThe Man of Time3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You were looking at the stars again. They were beautiful. Even if they were roughly 93 billion light years away. Give or take a few. You sighed. The stars seemed to make you smile no matter what had happened that day. The day you felt your world crumble beneath your feet.
You were five when on your first holiday. It was also the first time you met The Doctor. You believed every word he said about the stars. You believed every word he said about the planets and the people who habituated them. You were full of wonder and admiration for the man. Well you were five so he was just cool. He described in great detail his adventures and you latched onto every word he said. You were scared to lose something that sounded so valuable. The way his eyes would seem to sparkle when he told you everything. You wanted to see everything this man had. You shared your worries and secrets with this man. You trusted him. He was the only person that seemed to listen to you.
You thought back to that moment
Doctor Who jokesKnock knock.Doctor Who jokes3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
Q: What happens when the headless monks leave banana peels on the floor?
A: Silence will fall
Q: How many Sontarans does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: None! Sontarans do not fear the dark!
Q: How many Time Lords does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: Interference in the lighting practices of other cultures is strictly forbidden.
Q: How many cybermen does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: LIGHTBULBS ARE INELEGANT. THEY WILL BE UPGRADED.
Yo momma's so fat, the whole Slavine family could fit inside her at once
Yo momma's so fat, the cybermen upgraded her into a hot dog van
Yo momma's so fat, project indigo took her to an ice cream parlor
Yo momma's so fat, the Adipose consider her a natural resource
Yo momma's so fat, Captain Jack didn't try to flirt with her
Why did the chicken cross the road?
The tesselector: Our records office is sealed to the public. The chicken isn't guilty of anything.
River Song: Spoilers.
The Child Companion Christmas "You're not going to do it again, are you?" Clara Oswald leaned on the TARDIS console and grinned, her right brow arched. She couldn't sleep again, and she remembered what had taken place a little while ago. Loads and loads of her timey-wimey copies... "Don't pretend that you can't hear me. I know there's something in your mind, I do!"The Child Companion Christmas7 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It's not me! Simmy always causes trouble!"
Clara started. She had expected to see an image, or to hear beeping and chirping, or else, but a little voice too close to her wasn't waited for. It sounded from under the console, so she crouched and looked underneath.
A little boy of about four or five was sitting, hugging his knees and staring at her with huge blue eyes. He had a thick black fringe which reached his eyebrows, and his clothing included short pants with really silly suspenders (red with yellow patterns), white shirt and - oh please - blue polka-dotted bowtie.
"How did you get her
Seeing Red (Doctor Who Story)It had taken barely a moment for Scarlett's life to change.Seeing Red (Doctor Who Story)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
One moment she'd been waiting at the bus stop eating an ice cream in November, eating away at the Magnum with care and precision as she devoured the chocolate on the outside of it. Her black curly hair was draped around her neck, contrasting sharply with her red toggle coat. Wearing no makeup, Scarlett looked at ease with her own face, not caring what anyone thought of her. She wore a pair of wellingtons with green leaves adorning them in a complex pattern, and wore green peridot earrings that matched her eyes perfectly. On her wrist sat a charm bracelet from her one and only trip to London, which had a small black cab charm, a red London bus, a heart with the flag imprinted on it, and a small circular 'GB' logo. This sat next to her green wristwatch on her left wrist.
She hated things on her right wrist; it got in her way.
She yearned for another trip to London. She wished one day to live there.
Her legs were covered with a p
When He's Bored (Doctor Who Story)Boredom was a concept familiar but not welcomed by the Doctor.When He's Bored (Doctor Who Story)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
He'd been staring at the ceiling for three hours now, which had took a lot of effort since he hadn't chosen to do so. He didn't move because he didn't want to disturb Clara or Eve.
Eve had gone asleep to the Doctor's right, hugging his arm around her as her head rested in the Doctor's arm. Her straightened hair was like a redder, lengthened version of Clara's, and lay behind her draped over the Doctor's arm, the plaits at each side of her head keeping the hair away from her face. Asleep, she looked at peace, her eyes delicately shut as she took in shallow breaths.
Clara had gone asleep to the Doctor's left, wrapped in the Doctor's arm as she was half-draped over him, her left arm almost reaching Eve, her head wresting on his shoulder. Every faint exhale of breath warmed the Doctor's side, which had started to become annoying after two minutes of Clara going asleep. A contented look on her face, Clara slept peacefully as the
Chance EncounterSometimes the Doctor bumps into old friends. Literally.Chance Encounter1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
The Doctor suddenly found his arms full of baby. He stared in surprise at the infant, the little girl, 18 months old at a guess, stared back.
“Come back here you bugger!” a voice yelled, and determined footsteps ran off.
He and Clara had been walking down a busy London street minding their own business. Suddenly his arms were full of adorable little baby, big brown eyes, and burgundy curls.
Hearts beating a mile a minute the Doctor turned, carefully holding the child to see her mother bearing down on a purse snatcher. The lanky youth, dressed in an anorak and ski cap, looked over his shoulder, terrified.
The woman tackled him, sending them both to the pavement. She ripped her purse out of his arms. The strap broke. “Oh, now see what you made me do!” She yelled in a strident voice. She towered over him. The youth cowered on the sidewalk, one knee bent to protect himself from a kick
Priorities (Doctor Who Story)It was one of those days. Where the Doctor just felt like sitting down and thinking, and his thoughtfulness had rubbed off on Eve.Priorities (Doctor Who Story)1 year ago in Drama More Like This
So had happened that the Time Lord was sat slouched on a sofa that Eve had put in the library in the TARDIS, as Eve was lying next to him with her head on his knee as he absentmindedly played with her hair.
"Where's Clara?" Eve mumbled as she poked the Doctor's knee.
"Oh, I don't know. Ueb, maybe?" He wondered.
"Again?" Eve poked his knee again.
"Quite possibly again, yes. I don't remember where we landed."
"Didn't we land...I don't know." Eve gave up thinking. "I wanna go land of the rainbows." She said with a childish pang in her voice, poking the Doctor's knee a slight bit harder.
"I've told you, not until we've gone to Nexdo." He poked her shoulder for poking him. He dropped her hair and realisation spread instantly across his face as he realised what he'd done, staring straight ahead of him.
Eve sat up. She turned her head to him, slowly. He attempted
Falling LeavesFalling Leaves2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It had been a few weeks since the incident with the Cybermen and Porridge's proposal. The Doctor had stopped by since then, but Clara declined to travel with him. She needed a little time to herself she had said. The Doctor didn't like her answer and had even tried to woo her back to the TARDIS with tales of adventure and wonder. Clara, however, just as stubborn the Doctor, remained immovable.
The Doctor was board. All of time and space, sure, but to explore it on his own never turned out right. That and he really didn't like to be alone. So he skipped ahead a week at time and stopped in to see Clara. Each time, she replied that she needed just a little more time. Finally on his fifth attempt, he decided that begging and bothering wasn't the answer--he needed to talk to her, find out the why. He had sort of skipped over that. He was good at that, but in his head he supposed it was because he was afraid of getting too close to his companions. Because when he got too close
The whovian alphabetA is for Angel you freeze with your eyeThe whovian alphabet3 years ago in Humor More Like This
B is for Box that the Doctor can fly
C is for Custard, a fish-finger treat
D is for Danger; you never retreat
E is for Explosion; a good time to run
F is for Friendship- always good fun
G is for golf and for grassy golf balls
H is for Help when he answers our calls
I is for Ice cream, and that's always sad
J is for Jammy Dodger, which make daleks mad
K is for Kestrel, which things often aren't
L is for Leadworth; the upper part
M is for Manual he threw in a star
N is for New Earth; a bad place for a car
O is for Ood, living only to serve
P is for Pompeii that he couldn't preserve
Q is for Question that must not be asked
R is for Rassilon, who ruled in the past
S is for Sonic, which doesn't do wood
T is for Time Lord, who weren't always good
U is for U.N.I.T., protecting the earth
V is for Venus; best give it a wide berth
W is for Wibbly, the lever to use
X is for EXtra shielding; what a cruise ship could use
Y is for Yeti, fascinating to see
Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 101Doctor Who 1015 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
1. Bananas are good.
2. Watch out for women named Jackie, they slap. Hard.
3. "Go to your room" are terrible last words.
4. Be silent in The Library.
5. Fear of the dark is NOT irrational.
6. Don't blink, blink and you're dead.
7. Travelling with the Doctor is not safe; however it is the journey of a lifetime.
8. Statues of weeping angles are dangerous.
9. The Doctor is rubbish at weddings, especially his own.
10. The Doctor does not appreciate being called "Doc".
11. The Doctor likes the word fantastic and brilliant.
12. A strange man in your bedroom does not mean anything can happen.
13. Lots of planets have a north.
14. If you meet an eccentric man who says his name is John Smith, the wise thing would be to get away as fast at you can. It's not the most fun though.
15. The Doctor is good at accents. Rose is not.
16. The Doctor came first in 'Jiggery Pokery'.
17. 'Tainted love' and 'Toxic' are earth classics.
18. 'Toxic' is actually a Ballad.
19. The Docto
We're Fighting (DW Fest Day 2)“Knock knock knock-knock knock knockknockknockknockknock.”We're Fighting (DW Fest Day 2)1 year ago in Humor More Like This
“Are you serious,” was all Clara managed to utter out as she dragged her feet on the carpet of her flat. She pressed her palm into her eye socket while unlocking the front door, heaving a yawn while opening it and remaining completely unimpressed upon seeing who was disturbing her morning.
Yes, it was precisely who she thought it would be.
“Good morning dear,” the Doctor greeted before sliding past Clara and into the flat, jerking around on his heel to face her. His smile, which would've looked forced on any other person, was a bit too broad for the amount of sunlight filtering in the window, and Clara's only response was to blink.
“Why are you here so early,” she asked in monotone, shuffling back towards her room. “I don't have to wake up for another hour.”
“Then it's a good thing I came when I did,” the Doctor replied, clearly not taking
When Worlds Collide (Doctor Who/Avenger x Reader)When Worlds Collide (Doctor Who/Avenger x Reader)2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You never thought one of your dreams would come true and you never thought it would take you face-to face with the man who was known as The God of Mischief.
It all started an hour ago, you are in ( whatever year of schooling you're in) in (state) and life seems great on the outside, on the inside you are a mess. You feel lonely and are starting to give up hope in a man, you only knew through British television. If you are thinking of the same man then we are on the same page, this man is a dream to many dreamers in the world. Though tonight, that dream of many others and your dreams kind of are coming true. It is hard to believe in the man called The Doctor, but you always try to keep that spark going with continuous re-runs of the show. To get back on track, you were just lying there in your bed, still in the clothes from the previous day. You had your phone lying on your chest, softly playing a tune by (your favorite band), while kicking the string back and forth on your (shoes). You
ColorsThere's a softness in his eyes, the kind that's gentle with just a touch of that ancient sadness. He tugs at the collar of his shirt, runs his fingers through his already mussed hair, and tucks his sonic screwdriver in his coat pocket. He turns and looks back at the TARDIS, and there she is. His pink and yellow girl, poking her head around the door, her tongue tucked between her teeth in the grin that is so completely hers. She says something clever, but he misses it. He's too lost in her eyes.Colors3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
And then he blinks and she's gone.
And he's alone. He adjusts his bowtie.
A moment later, another head pops out of the eternal blue box, but this one is too red, too tall.
"Doctor, what's taking you so " But she stops when she sees the look in his eyes. "Doctor, are you all right?" He smiles and the softness is gone, hidden once again behind the bubbly child-like façade. The one that keeps him safe.
"Yes, fine!" He sweeps past the red one into the TARDIS and swaggers around the consol
The Companion Who Never WasThere wasn't much more you could take today. At least that was how it felt. You'd been up late these past few nights, sometimes out of choice: because the days were just eaten up with this trivial job and you were determined to get as much out of your evenings as you could, no matter how braindead you were at your desk. As a result you were exhausted and frequently grumpy. Why should you go to bed when you'd only have to get up again and get dressed and go to work and come home and sleep and get up and go to work, on and on in that same cycle you feared would never end? Deep down you knew you were better than this place, better than what you'd settled for; you weren't going to be unrealistic about it you weren't going to make it big, you just dreamt of more. Didn't everyone? You slipped off to the kitchen the next chance you got, escaping the nagging squeal of telephones and the cacophony of your colleagues' combined voices, and you stared at your newly-made cup of tea, wThe Companion Who Never Was3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The GardenThe Garden3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"So, what do you think of the most beautiful garden in the universe?"
Rose gazed around in aw, her mouth dropped open in amazement.
"Fantastic," She finally said. The Doctor smiled at the word. They had landed the TARDIS sometime ago, some odd distance away and she hadn't been able to find words since she had stepped out.
Rose stepped up to a white lily and sniffed it's pleasant sent, "I don't think I've ever seen such stunning flowers before. We always just bought ours from a local shop. They'd only last a couple days."
"Oh, these flowers will last weeks," the Doctor grinned as he looked up at a purple and pink morning glory, "Sometimes even months. Doesn't even matter what type it is or if its in season and they're always in bloom."
"Could I pick one?" She asked gently tracing her figure over its petals.
"Only if they'll let you. You have to have a good reason," He replied, "the flowers have a consciousness you know."
"We don't have problems with our flo
Tempora Enim Habebat Chapter OneClara sat bent over in the armchair, crackling fire illuminating the look of intense concentration in her eyes as she scanned the heavy book in front of her. The fire light was low, purposely meant to discourage students from studying late into the night. Many students ended up with eye strain by the end of their fifth year.Tempora Enim Habebat Chapter One9 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I will do this, promise," she said, glancing up at the ghost hovering by her side, patchwork covered arms crossed and one eyebrow quirked upwards. He was her other light source, though the silver light that radiated outwards from the ghost lit barely half of the large common room, leaving most of it in an eerie shadow.
"You know, there REALLY is no need for this, my dear. I have survived for fifty years this way." He said, his words not matching the look of a teen. Clara had yet to ask him how he died, and why on earth he was wearing that coat when it happened.
"Nope. I am getting you your colourful coat back. No objections." The first year student snapped the boo
Time Lords Don't Get Drunk...Right?All was silent in the TARDIS, but that was not surprising as both the Doctor and Rose had decided to take a night off... or rather, Rose had forced the Doctor to take the night off after having started a revolution Monday, almost been sacrificed to an ancient God Tuesday, met Albert Einstein and saved him from an alien, who lived off people's memories Wednesday (Though Albert was never quite the same again) and escaped certain death three times Thursday (To which the Doctor had gleefully commented, "I could never get the hang of Thursdays.")Time Lords Don't Get Drunk...Right?2 years ago in Romance More Like This
And now, his human and more exhausted companion had practically forced him to take her out on a nice dinner. It was pitiful how easily the Last of the Time Lords complied to her request, but he never could resist when she was pouting.
They had been gone for a few hours, when the door suddenly slammed open and Rose entered, half-dragging a giggling Doctor.
"It's the last time I listen to you Mr. Superior Biology. 'Don't worry, Rose. I don't get drun
Doctor Who - Imaginary FriendsImaginary FriendsDoctor Who - Imaginary Friends4 years ago in Romance More Like This
The Doctor didn't take the time to see what I did to them. The children that he met in his travels. Just once, or twice. Often just for a few minutes, nothing more. But enough. More than enough to change them forever more. He spoke of demons, of creatures from other worlds, of cowboys and danger and the light in his eyes made them believe that just by being the one that he's trying to help, that they were the most important people in all the world. Slipping into their rooms at night, or appearing in their back gardens, through a fireplace or in a great big blue box.
Just two of the names he gained himself, from the many, many children's lives he changed forever, just by meeting them. Who those girls might have grown up to be without the influence of their meeting with that man from another world. Their imaginary friend that was just too fantastic, too alive when everyone else in their worlds were so... dull.
StardustClara leaned haphazardly out over the railing of the control room's upper level and watched as the Doctor danced a little jig around the main console. He skipped and twirled and pulled levers and pushed buttons, his coattails swirling gracefully behind him. He was giddy, she could tell, though he hadn't bothered to tell her why. Clara knew that if she wanted any information she'd have to ask.Stardust1 year ago in Sci-Fi More Like This
"So…" she began. "Where are we off to now?"
The Doctor stopped mid-sashay and looked up at her. He gave her a crooked smile and waved his gangly arms about.
"Oh, you know," he told her. "I thought I'd pop you back home for a bit, let you catch up on current events: Afghanistan, royal babies, Kardashians…" His voice trailed off and he ducked behind the main engine tower.
"What about you, then?" Clara asked as she descended the metal staircase. "What are you gonna do?" She rounded the main console and propped her elbows up on the control panel and stared at him.
The Doctor didn't look
.:Stasis Chamber:. Tenth Doctor x Reader One-shot.:Stasis Chamber:. Tenth Doctor x Reader One-shot3 years ago in Romance More Like This
WARNING. THIS PIECE OF LITERATURE CONTAINS THE PAIRING OF THE TENTH DOCTOR AND THE READER. IF YOU DO NOT LIKE THE TENTH DOCTOR, DOCTOR WHO, OR THE IDEA OF BEING IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH SAID DOCTOR, PLEASE LEAVE NOW. IF YOU DO, FANTASTIC. I CANNOT BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR EXTENSIVE NASAL BLOOD LOSS THAT MAY OCCUR WHEN READING. ALSO, THIS FANFICTION CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE EPISODE "42" FROM SEASON THREE. THANK YOU AND ENJOY.
That was all. Forty-two minutes and nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
You were trapped. Trapped on a cargo spaceship whose engines had failed. You, the crew; everyone on board was doomed. You were careening into a boiling sun with only forty-two minutes to spare. But you weren't worried.
You had him.
The Oncoming Storm.
The last of the Time Lords.
"______?" He called out your name in that familiar accent, snapping you out of your trance. "Bring the TARDIS key!"
"Why?" You responded. That key had been your security blanke