doctor tardis = otp

anonymous asked:

Prompt time! Basically I just want you to write a sequel to "Nervous Circuits."

fun fact: this was the first kink meme prompt i ever filled and the first fic where i did not fade-to-black about anything sexual. such memories, many nostalgia.


anyway


Nardole/the TARDIS/12th Dr. ~1.7k words. probably don’t read at work, content warning for Genitals and Drug Use

[alternately: read on the Ao3]


The ship seems curious about Nardole, almost shy. He drops his purse on a control bank, looking around. Half-expecting to find a hand to shake.

“It’s bigger,” the Doctor is prompting.

The lights on the console shift from blue to pink to gold. An image is presented to Nardole: a man in a suit and a woman in also a suit, but with a skirt instead of trousers; they’re shaking hands. The image shifts: the woman is not a woman but instead an ill-defined peripheral-vision presence, something achingly beautiful about it. The man is now him. They are shaking hands.

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Cas, we’ve talked about this. Personal space. 

“Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the dark?
Can you fix the broken?
Can you feel… can you feel my heart?
Can you help the hopeless?
Well, I’m begging on my knees,
Can you save my bastard soul?
Will you wait for me?”
Sleepwalking by Bring Me The Horizon

The Legends of River Song
  • River: we have a date. On Temple Beach.
  • Doctor: I didn't agree to that- will I?
  • River: I thought we'd skip that part, save time. Did I mention, it was a REALLY huge favour?
  • Doctor: oh, ok, fine, but I'll tell you now, I'm not wearing the THONG- again