eleven's tardis

  • the 9th doctor: no rose, we can't save ur father we cannot change the past.
  • the 10th doctor: introduces harry potter to william shakespeare.
  • the 11th doctor: brings van gogh to the present.
  • the 12th doctor: plays an electric guitar on a tank calling people dude during the middle ages.
Driving lessons

So here we are with another of my requests from my ever so lovely littluns. Seriously guys, I love you all. You’re awesome. Eleven with prompts 160 “Do you think you could teach me that?” and 46 “Can I kiss you right now?”

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Originally posted by idontwanttogo

You ran hand in hand with the Doctor into the Tardis, laughing. He let go of your hand as you both shut the doors tightly behind you.

“Oh, they never saw it coming” You breathed, still giggling. The Doctor laughed again.

“Never saw it coming” He agreed, bounding up to the console with you right on his heels. He flipped a couple switches and pressed a button or two as you took off. You watched him a moment, hesitant to word the question in your mind. But what was the worst thing that could happen. He could say no. That was the worst thing that could happen. And how would that be any different than if you’d not asked at all? With that in mind, you leaned over the console slightly to speak to him.


“Hmm?” He didn’t glance up, still looking down at the console as he continued to pilot the Tardis. You hesitated again but pushed forwards.

“Do you think you could teach me that?” You asked in a rush. The Doctor looked up at you, surprised.

“You want to learn to fly the Tardis?”

“I mean, you don’t have to. It’s fine if you don’t want to. Really, I-“

“No, I’d love to” he told you genuinely. You smiled.


“Yeah! Of course! Come ‘ere” He waved you over and you moved to stand beside him. “Now be warned, flying a Tardis is certainly nothing like driving a car. Especially with only two of us, there’s a lot of running around”

“What do you mean, with only the two of us?” You asked, frowning slightly. He paused.

“Well, you see, a Tardis is usually meant to be flown by six people” he explained. You looked over the console, understanding when you noticed there were six separated panels.

“That’s why she’s always rockin’ about” You realized.

“Yeah, that’s why” he agreed, not meeting your eyes and straightening his bow tie, something you learned meant he wasn’t telling you something. That or he was trying to protect his pride. You realized in this instance, it might very well be both. Smothering a smile, you did your best to listen to him as he explained the ‘basics’, which actually included a whole lot of techno-babble you didn’t understand and were sure you didn’t need. You just nodded along.

“-and that should do it” He finished. You nodded. “Did you understand any of that?”

“Nope” You answered instantly. He huffed in annoyance and you could tell he was thinking hard about ways to explain it to you while also trying to keep from offending you.

“Alright, well, fine” he waved it off, moving to the opposite end of the console. He fiddled with something as he continued. “You don’t need to know how it works I guess. Let’s see…” He flicked one last switch with a very Doctor-ish flourish and did a spin before running back around to join you again from the other side. “Now, first thing’s first, co-ordinates. But today we’ll have a bit of an aimless fly about” He shook his head, as if he was mentally shaking the thought of co-ordinates away. “So! You know that first one I presume”

You placed your hand on the biggest lever adorned with lights that usually marked the beginning of his running each time. You glanced over your shoulder at the Doctor, who was standing a few feet behind you, letting you work off what you knew. He gave a nod at your questioning look. You looked down at the lever under your hand, knowing this was something much bigger than he made it out to be. You knew he’d had many a companion before. But how many of them had flown the Tardis before? You didn’t think many, going by his surprise when you asked him to teach you.

Taking a deep breath and grinning, you tightened your grip on the dematerialization lever, yanking it downwards with a shout of ‘Geronimo!’ that made the Doctor’s grin light up like a Christmas tree.

“Now the spinny thing on the next panel- no the other spinny thing!” He called to you. The lights in the console room started flashing wildly.

“I did the spinny thing!” You insisted. He moved, standing beside you to fix the lights.

“Wrong spinny thing, this one here” He explained, pointing out another further along the panel.

“Ooh” You breathed out, nodding. “I see” He did the spinny thing himself before pointing to another cluster of buttons.

“Blue, red three times in three seconds, green. One after the other” He ordered precisely. You nodded, counting in your mind as you did so. The Tardis shook slightly and you glanced around in worry. “That’s alright, just the usual turbulence” The Doctor assured you. “But you wanna know something?”

“What?” You asked, checking the monitor.

“You’re flying the Tardis”

You froze, looking at him in shock. You’d not even realized you were still working until he looked pointedly down at where your hand was steering. You laughed suddenly.

“I am! Oh my god I’m flying the Tardis!” You cried excitedly, jumping up and down. The Doctor laughed at your enthusiasm, running over to another panel to take care of something there. The Tardis shook again and you frowned slightly, glancing at the blue switches closer to the rotor. The Doctor hadn’t mentioned them in for you to use or even in his techno-babble speech, but something told you those were what you needed. You reached out and flicked a seemingly random three of them upwards and two down and the Tardis became still. You looked around, confused. It didn’t help that the Doctor was doing the same.

“What…” He moved to the monitor, looking at it with a frown. “We’re still in flight, how…?” His mouth fell open as he seemed to realize something, looking up at the ceiling in that way that you both did to talk to the Tardis. “Oh, you…” He trailed off again, huffing annoyedly as he practically sulked over to where you were.

“What did you touch?” He demanded poutily. You frowned slightly, pointing towards the blue switches. You huffed again and did a round of the console, muttering to himself about the Tardis and River Song and ‘blue boringers’.

“Was I not supposed to?” You asked hesitantly. He waved you off to mutter a moment more before standing right behind you. He reached over to put the switches back and the Tardis hummed in complaint as the room shook again.

“The stabilizers” He muttered, making you grin as you realised what he was upset about. “The Tardis showed you the stabilizers” You bit your lip, trying and failing to hold in a laugh. He glanced at you, pouting again. “Stop it” he whined.

“Alright. I’m sorry” you conceded. You turned to him only to find he was standing a lot closer than you were expecting. Your breath caught as you realized his hands were still on the console, essentially trapping you between himself and the machine. He’d gone unusually silent also and you wondered if that meant he’d noticed.

The Tardis landed with her usual whooshing sound but neither you nor the Doctor gave her the grin you gave every other time. You barely noticed.

“I think that may be enough for today” You whispered, afraid if you spoke any louder you’d scare him off.

“Yeah” He agreed just as quietly. His eyes flickered down to your lips and you briefly wondered if breathing as little as you were would be a problem. “C-could I… I mean, would you mind…” He struggled a little. You moved a hand to rest on his chest softly, effectively cutting him off. His eyes moved between yours, as if he was looking for an answer to his unasked question.

“Can I kiss you right now?” He asked softly. You didn’t respond for a moment, still wondering if this was some kind of amazing dream you’d wake up from any moment now. Not trusting your voice, you nodded. He stared at you another moment, as if waiting for you to say no all of a sudden. Then he moved forward quickly, almost catching you off guard as his lips met yours and started moving expertly.

You could faintly taste custard on his lips and found yourself wondering why you’d never imagined that would happen. But god, he was a good kisser. Of course he was, you corrected yourself, he’s over two-thousand years old. You shifted so one hand rested on his shoulder while the other grabbed at the material of his bow tie, keeping him right where he was. That was rather handy, you realized. Perhaps you should use that more often kissing him. Because there was no way you were going to let this be a one-time thing. One of his hands moved to your waist and a moment later his other hand left the console in favour of your loose hair.

When he pulled away you found yourself realizing it had all been mere moments. But it was the best moments of your life. You laughed and he looked worried for a moment until you shot him a smile, letting him know you weren’t laughing at him. He smiled in return and soon was laughing along with you.

“I’m gonna go ahead and guess that was two thousand years of practice right there” You got out through laughter.

“Just about” He admitted, suddenly looking nervous. You smiled coyly before going on.

“How ever am I going to catch up?” You asked innocently. He smirked in return when he realized what you were doing.

“You just need practice” He told you, leaning in again. You grinned triumphantly as your lips joined once again.

And all because of that question that had been hovering in your mind. It was a good thing you asked, because this was certainly not the worst thing that could have happened.

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Eleventh Doctor ashamed of his feelings to Clara is everything


- …I will always listen, and I will always see you. - Eleven to (his lovely wife) River.

Originally posted by fromamelodytoasong

- How could I not see you? - Twelve to (love of his life) Clara.

Originally posted by am-i-beast-or-beauty

How dare you say that Whouffaldi isn`t a canon?


Hello, old friend. And here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well and were very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you always. Sometimes I do worry about you though. I think once we’re gone you won’t be coming back here for awhile. And you might be alone. Which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. 

There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to see and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived. And save a whale in outer space. 

Tell her, this is the story of Amelia Pond. And this is how it ends.

“Ah! Yes! A fangirl! Hello there! Oh my what a beautiful creature you are! Look at that hair and those eyes! Blimey!? Is that what chins are supposed to look like?! ….Perhaps my next regeneration then…. What was I going to say..? Oh, yes! Travel? Now? With me? All of time and space? The box you say? That’s my spaceship! Trust me she’s a lot more than she seems! Now let’s go! Geronimo!”