about the doctor's adventures

do you ever just think about the fact that the eighth doctor adventure novels are a thing

how

what even are the plots

“genius tigers decide to make an orchestra”
“the Doctor blows up 9 different Gallifreys at once”
“murderous princess triplets build a historically-inaccurate robot theme park”
“the Doctor manages to lose a heart”

there are 73 books of this

Bookworm - 11th Doctor x Reader

Originally posted by tana-the-dreamchaser

Originally posted by doctorwhogeneration

A/N: This took a lot longer than it should have…

Summary: You go exploring in the Tardis and fall asleep

Word Count: 810

Warnings: None I think

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You had sat down on one of the chairs in the control room of the Tardis, half listening to the Doctor ramble on about the adventure you had just been in together. You were trying to stay awake, but the small amount of sleep you were getting every few days wasn’t enough to keep you awake. You almost dozed off completely, but the Doctor pulled a lever and the Tardis jerked you back into consciousness, so you tuned back in to what the Doctor was saying while he was running around the center of the control room, flipping switches and pressing buttons.

        “-ust can’t believe that everywhere we turned there was a cyberman! Our luck couldn’t have been worse. That was a whole lot of running we did. It felt like we ran for miles, eh (Y/N)?  

You jumped at the sound of your name, and he looked over at you with worry in his eyes.

        “Hm? Oh yeah, that was quite a lot of running.” You said, rubbing the bridge of your nose.

        “(Y/N), you look awfully tired. Maybe you should get some rest.

        “No, it’s fine. I just need a few minutes and I’ll be good again.

        “Really (Y/N), when was the last time you slept for more then four hours?” He inquired.

You knew you weren’t going to get out of this, so you told the truth. “Two weeks ago.” You answered, looking down.

        “Well that settles it then, you’re going to sleep whether you like it or not.” With that he put his hand out. At first you hesitated, but took his hand and stood up. Together you walked down one of the many halls of the Tardis, the Gallifreyan leading you. You looked down the hall past the door leading into your room. Apparently you looked curious, because the Doctor took one look at you and immediately said, “No, (Y/N), you need sleep. The last thing we need is you getting lost in the Tardis.” You sighed and walked into your room. “Thank you, Doctor. I owe you one.” The door closed, and you collapsed on your bed and fell asleep. 

You woke up four hours later, and couldn’t fall back asleep. I might as well go explore. I have nothing better to do. You walked through the endless corridors of the Tardis, taking random turns whenever you thought something looked intriguing. You looked in each room you came across, but nothing really interested you. About an hour later, you walked found a door that seemed bigger than the others. Walking in, you realized it was a library. There was high ceilings and seemingly endless rows of books. It didn’t take you long to find something to read. You started gathering books, and before you knew it you were sitting on the floor, reading. After another hour, you were laying on the floor, books surrounding you as you picked up another novel.


Back in the control room, the Doctor was reading a book of his own. Realizing that it had been six hours, he went to check on you. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer. “(Y/N)? Are you in there?” He pushed open the door and walked into an empty room. Instantly he ran back to the control room, scanning the Tardis for life forms. Once he saw you so deep in the Tardis, he sighed. “Of course. What did I expect?” He ran through the halls, shouting your name the whole way. The Doctor opened the doors to the library and ran in, only to find you curled up and asleep, surrounded by books at the far end of the room. He sighed and walked up to you, placing his hand on your shoulder. “Oh (Y/N), you can never not wander off, can you?” As gently as he could, the Doctor lifted you up and carried you back to your room. 


You sleepily opened your eyes half way, realizing you must have fallen asleep on the floor of the library. Instead of seeing the last book you were reading, you were greeted by a red bowtie. 

        “Doctor?” You asked quietly.

        “Shh, (Y/N), it’s okay, I’ve got you.”

        “I’m sorry, Doctor. I should have listened to you, I always seem to get myself into trouble.”

        “You’re right, you should have listened to me. I might not have been able to find you! I was so worried. Curiosity killed the cat.”

        “But satisfaction brought it back.” You said, falling back asleep. The Doctor looked up and a smirked. By then the Doctor had carried you back to the hallway with your room. He opened the door and walked in. The Doctor gingerly laid you on the bed, and tenderly kissed you on your forehead. Then he walked back to the control room, smiling like an idiot for the rest of the night.

Rose leant against the doorframe, watching the Doctor as he fixed his hair into a less spiky style than usual, taking in what had started out as a tame (and rather attractive, if she may say so) stubble from his latest field trip and had surprisingly been allowed to grow into a proper, full beard. The red shirt he was wearing was different from his usual choice of colours, too, but for some reason still seemed oddly familiar.

“Not that I really mind, but is there any particular reason for the sudden change in styling…?”

The Doctor’s eyes met hers in the mirror, while his fingers continued expertly tousling strands of hair into a certain look.

“Well, Tony told his mates he’s going to introduce his cool sort-of-brother-in-law to class for a cool presentation, didn’t he?”

The blonde couldn’t help smiling at the obvious care he showed for her little brother, feeling warmed by how much making Tony happy seemed to mean to him.

“Aren’t you putting a little too much thought into that comment, Doctor? It’s just a school presentation… Besides, I should think having a proper, renowned scientist showing off a flashy experiment should be plenty cool, yeah?”

The part Time Lord shrugged a nonchalant shoulder in reply, but Rose could see the hint of a blush colouring the tips of his ears.

As she continued watching him fix his hair, taking a more appreciative look at his appearance (and the tight jeans he was wearing), she suddenly realised why the new look seemed familiar.

“Wait - have you been checking out the fashion section in Mum’s magazines?”

A beat of silence.

Then:

“…no?”

The high tone his voice had taken, paired with the sheepish look on his face (and the definitely pink-tipped ears now), were enough to spur her into a fit of giggles.

Once she’d calmed down enough, she soothed the Doctor’s flustered indignation at her reaction with a soft kiss, letting him know that she appreciated his caring.

Even if it was rather amusing.


Dedicated to @littlewhomouse (she’ll know why ;) ) and @tardisfangurl, whose initial suggestion of putting bearded!DT into a checked flannel shirt (which then turned into Hipster!Tentoo trying to be *cool*) sparked the random silliness x)

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“[Rose] was - ah - a girlfriend, really. I know we don’t say it, but she sort of was.” - David Tennant, Raleigh Comic Con, 14/03/2015. 

anonymous asked:

How about an S/O who is gallifreyan like the Doctor from Doctor Who? ( Adventures, two hearts, regeneration, Tardis, ect.) (UT, UF, Ink & Reaper Sanses)

Ok, I don’t remember much on Doctor Who, but I’ll do my best! ~Mod Feral

UT Sans
Well, that’s pretty dang cool! He’s heard of this stuff in his sci-fi stories but to actually see one? That’s neat! “we should travel space-time together, then.”

UF Sans
Of course he doesn’t believe you. “if you’re that amazing than why be with me?” He honestly thinks you’re trying to make him seem more important than he is. Besides, that’s all just fiction anyway.

Ink Sans
He’s pretty unaffected by this information. If anything, it means you won’t be going anywhere anytime soon. Heck, you both may even be able to live forever! He’s just gonna hope you’re telling the truth.

Reaper Sans
He’s not sure how to take this. Part of him wants to test it out and make direct contact with you, but the other part’s telling him how you might be lying. And he doesn’t want to handle what would happen if you were lying. He checks your clock and sees a confused mess of numbers. That’s when he believes you. He doesn’t test it right away.

The spin-off we all need. 

But I guess it’s our story to tell… 

This is a project @enigmaticwho and I are working on at the moment. We aim to produce an anthology inspired by the format of the show; a series of stories following Clara (and Me) post-Hell Bent, and all of the adventures and challenges that await!

We’ve got a lot of exciting ideas, and will keep you up to date on our progress. So watch this space! And feel free to like and share, if you’re interested :)

Me who clearly doesn’t know shit about health and medicine when writing up all those sick fic prompts:

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Fables Of Forgotten Things
Pilot for the children’s television series starring Paul McGann (Withnail&I) and James Bird (NY-LON).

In which this awesome short film starring the lovely Paul McGann, a pilot for a series that never took off, is bar none the most “Amnesic Eighth Doctor” thing I have ever seen. 

Imagine it. During his one hundred years on Earth, an amnesic Eighth Doctor comes into the enmity of an Old One, a creature he dubs “Eldritch,” and works against the creature. There’s a nice timelessness about this production, so even by the young boy’s clothes, we can possibly stick this “rematch” against Eldritch in the unchronicled gap between 1989 an 2001, before the Doctor finally meets back up with Fitz, the TARDIS finishes growing, and the more standard adventures continue. 

(I cannot for the life of me bullshit a good “the Doctor is calling himself Clarence” handwave, but technically the Nick Briggs Dr. had no reason to be called “Fred,” so shrugs.)

…. I’m thinking far too hard about this. Blaming @doctornolonger

Sweet Surrender

For @doctorroseprompts “Reunion” prompt  I chose “The Idiot’s Lantern.” Also, since the last sentence gave me fits, it’s also for @timepetalsprompts Trope Bingo square “sentence that took ages to write.”  Thanks to @hellostarlight20 for looking this over.



The Doctor scanned the crowd of people reuniting with loved ones after the Wire ordeal.  He was pleased that so many people were happy, but even as he smiled at the reunions, he scanned the crowd for one particular face.  He felt as though he could finally start breathing again when he caught of a glimpse of pink satin.

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Do you think the boys aim is to keep the other laughing for the rest of the day. Like - Ford wakes up and Fidd’s is already teasing him for grumbling so much. Ford makes a comment along the lines of “Why is it you wake up bright as a daisy while I feel like death” and thinks he’s gone to far so he apologises by kissing Fidd’s cheek, Fiddleford gasps like “oh the kiss of death” and it’s the worst just so bad and it starts as a snorted kind of “woah really” laugh but later at breakfast Ford’s still trying to shake the stupid joke that follows him while he’s trying to work. It’s even got his family asking him why he’s laughing. Of course he can never explain it but they get the jist that those dorks are on another goofy giggling spree because apparently Ford looking “rather grim” is somehow hilarious? What’s wrong with these nerds

and that was an episode i was slightly worried about - an important one as the first proper adventure of a doctor and a companion, helmed by a writer with an unfortunately unsuccessful previous episode, and advertized as a quirky “oooh look funny emojis” fun adventure
and it turned out to be, quite frankly, a classic
so the trend of “this series seems like it’s gonna be amazing” continues

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Ep. 13 - Wibbly Wobbly, Podcasty Wodcasty
The three words every nerd loves to hear: who’s your Doctor? And no, we’re not looking for a medical recommendation - we’re talking about the long-running science fiction adventure series Doctor Who!

The three words every nerd loves to hear: who’s your Doctor? And no, we’re not looking for a medical recommendation - we’re talking about the long-running science fiction adventure series Doctor Who!

Consider this a first dip into the multi-media franchise, as your hosts Hamish Steele and Jade Rose step into the Tardis and discuss their first experiences with the show, different eras, the companions and our favourite Doctors. We aptly cover the show’s past, present and future and consider how we’d contribute to the show given the opportunity.

Comments, queries and feedback? Bung it in the reply section below, send us an ask via tumblr or send us an email at boxnotincluded@gmail.com!

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… the Victim of the Week in this Sailor Moon episode was the Eighth Doctor.

This episode actually does take place during his trapped-alone-on-Earth-with-amnesia period, so it’s totally conceivable that it could be him.  Randomly giving a violin recital in early 90s Tokyo is a perfectly believable thing for him to do.