A Message From

A message from

So I was wondering. If any one would like a message from The Doctor?

I'm talking about having one of you submit an ask, or message me that's ok to, what kind of message you would like to hear from the doctor.

Be it about a restless night. Your sad or depressed and just need a few kind words from a person that brings you Joy.

I've already made two just to test the waters and to be honest I haven't got much feedback. But I just started this blog a little while ago so I never expected much.

But I'm doing something similar on another blog of mine and people seemed to really like it. It made them happy.

And that's what I want to do here.

So don't be afraid to come into my inbox and ask for a message.

My only requirements is that it has to be the 9th through 12th doctors. I haven't gotten to watch thirteen yet and it's been a while since I've watched 11 and twelves run.

So. Send in what Doctor you would like and what kind of message you would like to hear.

I'm fine with most things but please don't send in anything n s f w.

And if you want I can make a post of rules for this. Or at least I will if I get enough people.

Can't wait!

Eater Of Time

:A sneak peak into what I'm writing next. Trying to keep this blog somewhat active lol:

Last part first

"Help me. Remind me why I'm here."

-Kim Addonizio, from 'Death Poem', Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems.

"What are they?" Your voice shakes. The creatures in front of you move and shift along the shadows. Their eyes are hungry. Feeding off of the very being of you.

"Eaters of time." The Doctor spoke from beside you. Quiet. Soft. Almost scared if one could believe it. You glance up at him as he still stares back at the creatures.

"Eaters of time?" You ask. One of them lurches forward and the Doctor places you behind him. His sonic whirs uselessly against them. The darkness they spread swallows the little green light. "Doctor." You whisper. "Doctor please. What are they?"

You have never seen that look on his face before. So broken. Empty. You've seen his joy, his anger, his sorrow. This. It.

"They eat time, Y/n. Specifically the time someone has lived. They eat it. Consume it. Almost immortal because of their hunger." He pulls you away from him and towards the open forest the two of you had trekked god knows how long ago. "I'm sorry." He gives you a hug. Presses a kiss to your brow. "I am so sorry. But I need you to run. Go. To the Tardis. She'll take you home."

"I'm not leaving you!" The creatures surge as your voices rises. "Doctor. I will not leave you." Your voice is hoarse. Your body strung tight. Muscles and a base primal fear begging you to do just that. Run.

His face hardens and you catch a glimpse of the Doctor that only those who whisper his name in fear have witnessed. Not at you. No. But that foolish heart of yours. The one that begs to stay. To help.

"I need you to run. Now." He begins to push you away from it all. Away from the baying creatures. The forest seems to grow. To swallow the both of you as he pushes you further and further away. "Go! Before they-"

Space Oddity

Pairing: The Doctor x Reader

Song: Space Oddity- David Bowie

Warnings: None.

An: This is like. One of my biggest fears. But I do hope y'all enjoy and would like any feedback you have!

There's moon dust in my lungs. Filling every aching breath and flowing out through my veins.

Starlight dances across my visor. Zooming by like headlights on the high way.

When I was promised all of time and space I didn't expect this.

My arm floats upwards. My fingertips caress the side of the shrinking moon. Shaking and never moving at the same time.

Something begins beeping off to my left.

I ignore it.

Nothing matters now.

Not anymore.

"Ground control to Major Tom." My breath fogs the glass in front of me.

"Ground control to Major Tom. Take your protein pills and put your helmet on."

When I was younger I used to dream of space. Spending entire nights doing nothing but staring at the moon.

Oh God how she was the prettiest thing I had ever seen. It took my breath away.

It still does.

Never moving yet just out of reach.

I used to count the stars to. Day dreaming about flying away in a little grey spaceship of my own.

"Ground Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)

Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three)

Check ignition and may God's love be with you (two, one, liftoff.)"

But nowadays that ship is blue and I've done more than just seen stars and dream away at moons.

I've meet new people of every kind. Some who are as pure as snow is white and some as spiteful as the day is long.

I've seen places that took my breath away an stole pieces of my heart.

I've walked in the footsteps of a man bound for greatness.

Oh God. I have met people who sing my name with love and have left people who utter my name with only the foulest of curses.

That's the thing about traveling. You don't always make friends.

Sometimes you leave a place behind far worse than you left it. And it sticks with you until the bitter end.

"This is Ground Control to Major Tom . You've really made the grade. And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear. Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare"

My vision is fading now. Muddling swirling galaxies together.

The bright and vibrant colors that once drew me in with anticipation now my only comfort as I float on by.

I swear I could hear singing now. My numbed lips try to sing along.

I don't know what I'm hearing. I don't know if there's even any words. But if I didn't know any better I swear she was singing to me.

A child lost without their mother.

That's all I was.

"This is Major Tom to Ground Control .I'm stepping through the door. And I'm floating in a most peculiar way. And the stars look very different today. For here."

Oh God I'm scared.

I'm alone.

Yet I'm surrounded by life.

A few light-years to my left and you have the tiny rundown diner me and the Doctor visited.

Centuries. That's what its name was. When I asked why the owner just smiled.

"Because, my dear." He had spoken with a thick Glarainen accent. "The memories you make here last for centuries." He had a slight lisp to his voice. And his skin the same color of the oceans back on Earth.

And he was right about one thing.

I remember vividly slow dancing with the Doctor on the patio. Water laping against the banks below us. The planets twin moons reflecting on the water.

I remember burying my face into the crook of his neck. My arms linking together over his shoulders. The scent of old wood and something I could place my finger on. Not quite a spice but not sweet either.

"Am I sitting in a tin can. Far above the world. Planet Earth is blue. And there's nothing I can do." I shudder. It seems to get colder and colder with each passing second. The only warmth to be had is my breath against the freezing glass in front of me.

I can hardly move any more. I feel stiff. Like someone had...

Had what?

Why can't I move.

Limbs drifting.

Blood rushes in my ears. I can't hear her song anymore.

"Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles

I'm feeling very still

And I…"

Moon dust fills my lungs one last time.

The ship we were repairing gone from my sight long ago.

All I see is blue.

Hand in Hand

Pairing: 10th doctor x reader

Song: Mumford and son's- Beloved.

Warnings: Angst then fluff. F bomb is dropped twice. I am absolutely sorry if this makes no sense.

AN: Enjoy!

Fear will take ahold in many ways. That body shaking kinda fear that leaves you feeling drained and exhausted. The one that roots itself deeply into the pit of your stomach. It makes you feel ill and wishing that you were anywhere else.

Then there's the one that makes your blood run cold. The one where your body loses all warmth and makes it feel as if you've been eating cotton balls. It makes your mind run rampant and go blank at the same time.

It's the one where you don't know wether to scream or cry. Maybe you should run? Would that work? Or should you curl up and into a ball and hope that whatever has a deep rooted hold onto your heart will go away.

But that's never the case.

It never goes away.

It's always there at the back of your mind even if the thing your scared of is light-years away and flung deeply into the past.

But. You know.

Time travel and aliens have a way of throwing the wrench into that one.

So. Here you where. At some unknown point in the future. Standing on a foreign planet with your greatest fear standing before you. Behind you. Whispering honeyed words in your ears.

They travel around you. Trail up your sides and tangle within your hair. Trying to poison every crack and crevice they can get ahold of.

So. You fall back onto what you knew as a little kid. Little tricks you learned when having your parents check the closet and under the bed wasn't quite enough.

You close your eyes and pretend that you can't see them.

Because if you can't see them they can't see you.

You try to think of happy thoughts. Puppy's and kittens and

Fuck.

So they can do that know.

It's face was directly in front of yours. Grinning like a mad man set free. Laughter rings in your ears as you open your eyes.

Screaming you fall back.

Happy thoughts happy thoughts.

Fucking happy thoughts!

That's what The Doctor had told you before you got separated.

These beings fed on fear. Thrived in it. And the only way they could get it was by trapping unsuspecting travelers.

They made the planet to look enticing. To draw you in like a siren's song and down you in a sea of gut wrenching terror.

The planet was washed in seas of blue and draped with blankets of deep green. When you land on it the first thing you notice is the sweet smell of flowers. Maybe even the fresh scent of baked bread. The floor was carpeted on the softest moss you could ever hope to see.

It made you feel at home. It drew you in. You wanted to go in deeper. To explore and see more of the beauty it has to offer.

And we fell for it. Both me and the Doctor. He grabbed ahold of my hand and off we went. Seeing new sights I've never seen before. Finding new soft looking animals the Doctor is just now learning of.

The first howl should have sent us back running to the Tardis. And we would have to. If the Doctor hadn't insisted on staying just a touch longer. I'm not blaming him. Lord no. I wanted to see the waterfall to. I trusted that he would keep me safe. So off we went. Hand in hand to see the world as we always did.

Except this time letting go wasn't something we had planned together. The rocks were slick with wet moss. Little pebbles would scatter with every step we took. The bank to the river was a rainbow of colors. The water the deepest shade of blue.

We went towards the water fall that fed the river. It's great roaring sound as it sailed to the ground deafens us the closer we got. Having to shout at one another to be heard.

And down we went. Laughing to one another as we pointed out some great unseen sight. Birds colored with every fiery hue nauture could create. Fish the same scaley green as the oceans back home.

Oh it's was absolutely stunning!

But. All good things must come to an end.

The howling from earlier had gotten louder. Had gotten closer. We could see them in the corners of our eyes. Heads peering over huge boulders as we swiftly made out way back to the Tardis.

My heart pounded deeply with in my chest as a hollowed filling made itself home in the base of my throat. I gripped tightly onto the Doctors hand. He squeezed back just as tightly.

It was him who figured it out first. Of course. He payed attention to how swiftly they moved. Watched as our breathing became erratic and our hearts drummed out a hurried tune.

"Think happy things y/n" He told me. "Tell me about the happiest thing you can remember. Maybe we can call down." So I did. I told him about the time me and my parents went to the coast for the first time. About the way the salty hair clung to every inch of skin. The way the briney air would fill your lungs. About the tide pools I showed my siblings once they came into the world.

And it worked! Both me and him were calm and it was a few more miles back to the Tardis.

Aliens have a way of ruinning things. Remember that if you ever have the chance to travel with this man.

A glob of mud sailed through the air and landed squarely on the Doctors suit jacket. We both spun on heel as another hit the side of my face.

They had us surrounded from the back. Hands filled with mud balls and rocks.

We took of in a blind sprint. Hand in hand as the forest blurred around us. The Doctor lost his footing as the ground suddenly slanted downwards. We lost each other as we tumbled to the bottom of the large hill.

Which led me to where I was now. In pain. Dazed and confused with monsters surrounding me.

One shuffled closer to me. Snuffling it's way around my neck and into my ear. I breathed in deeply trying to distance myself away. Trying to think clearly.

Trying to think about what the Doctor would tell me.

Help me figure out on my own.

With every ounce of strength I had I pushed the creature back. Yelling and screaming.

"You have no power over me!" I whirled around in my spot. Hair whipping wildly as tears welled up behind my lashes.

"Do you hear me! You'll starve with me here! You are just and insignificant little aspect of my life!" The creatures sunk back. On tried to bravely run towards me. I grabbed a broken branch and waved wildly at it. Breaking the branch in two as it came into contact with a burley arm.

"You don't scare me! The demons I face within my own head have told me scarier lies than you could ever hope to whisper." I walked towards the shrinking group hot tears spilling down my face.

"Don't you see! There are scarier things in this universe. And believe me I've seen them all. But you. Your just the monster under the bed. No one's going to remember you." My chest heaved as I breathed in deeply. The monsters shrunk and skittered away. Leaving me alone in the middle of the woods with nothing but my thoughts for company.

I dropped the branch that was still clutched within my grasp. Tears spilled thickly down the sides of my face. My nose ran an my head began to throb in tune with my rapidly beating heart.

I folded in on myself wrapping my arms around my stomach. I gasped for air as my legs trembled before giving out.

I was alone.

Oh God I was alone.

"Y/N!" I jerked up and off of the ground at the sound of my name. The Doctor was sprinting towards me. His suit jacket torn and dirty a deep purple bruise cradled the side of his face.

"Doctor!" We clashed against one another trembling as we pulled each other as close as we could. The Doctor's hand rested against the back of my head his long fingers weaving through my hair. I grabbed fistfulls of tattered fabric while resting my head against his chest.

"It's ok." He whispered. "We're safe now. They're gone." He pressed a kiss to the top of my head swaying side to side. I sniffled and wiped away still falling tears.

"Are you okay?" It came out in a ragged whisper. The Doctor smiled softly. His deep brown eyes shimmering with unshed tears. He pressed another kiss to my forehead and grabbed ahold of my hand.

"I'll be okay when once we get into the Tardis and away from this planet." We began the slow trek forward. His hand held mine tightly and deep down I knew that he needed this more than I did.

I looked down when the ground suddenly felt a little more wet and a lite more squishy.

"Y/n?" He turned to look at me one brow curved towards the sky.

"I... I lost my shoe." We met each other's gaze and burst out laughing heads resting on each other's shoulders. Hands held together in a gentle embrace.

We began laughing even harder when the Tardis whirred a little ways away from us.

Hand in hand we would take on the world. Heaven forbid we were one without the other.

Everything And More

Pairing: The Doctor x reader. Not specifying which Doctor. 

Type: Platonic

Warnings:None

Song: I see you- Missio

AN: So I hope you enjoy this. This is the first, well first Doctor who fic i’ve posted online. This was a spur of the moment thing so please don’t be to mad at the short length. I hope that this helps you all in some way. Let me know what you think and hopefully I can figure out the tags for the Doctor Who fandom.

I dug the heels of my hands into my thighs as I gazed into the space before me. The sky was kissed with a thousand and one stars. Little flecks of white splashed against a black background.Then there were a few that were close enough for me to be able to see the planets orbiting them. The Doctor had told me that one day we would see them. When the ground was a little more green and the sky a little less blue. 

I resisted the urge to reach my hand out in an attempt at a mock caress. The artist in me wanted to capture each and every swirling galaxy and shooting comet into a canvas. To smear a brush against the nothing-ness it holds and make a universe all my own.

Maybe then I could see myself as a little more than nothing.

I could hear the steady thrum of the Tardis behind me. The slow breathing like sound accompanied by a mechanical beating. It throws me back into a time from when I was little and I had fallen asleep against my fathers chest. Between that steady thrum and the site before me. It helped with alleviating my anxiety. Quelling any fears I may have had that day and brought with it some company.

The Doctor came sitting down next to me wiping his hands with an already greasy cloth. The only reason why I have been able to sit here was because the Tardis needed some repairs. The poor girl had gotten hit on a particularly nasty adventure that had included, but was not limited to, a talking shoe, a bad hallucination, and giant fusion cannon. Which of those were real i’ll never know. The Doctor pocketed a few tools before he glanced over at me. A faint smile spread across his face as he looked out into the scene before us.

“What has you so quiet today?” I shrugged my shoulders and folded my hands into my lap.

“Nothing. Nothing important anyways.” At that he frowned. For some reason the Doctor hated it when I said anything about me wasn’t important. Be it what I was doing or how I felt about something. Never understood that bit. Normally when I told people that it was nothing they would leave it at that. But then again, maybe that’s what the problem was. Everyone would ask you how you were feeling. Maybe why you were acting differently than normal. But that was it. It’s a ‘‘polite’‘ thing to do. Such as saying hello to that stranger or a ‘have a good day’ to a friend. No one really cared or would want to listen. So it’s just easier to say ‘it’s nothing’ and leave it at that.

Except for him. It was never left at ‘its nothing’ or ‘im fine’. I’m still not sure on whether or not I liked it. For one it helped get my emotions out. On the other hand it left me feeling vulnerable before a man who could do anything he wanted with this information. Be it helpful or harmful. The only one who knew what truly went on in my head when all was quiet around me.

“Now don’t say that. That’s right up there with the no running off rule. No shoving stuff off. Now.” He shoves his shoulder against mine lightly. “Tell me what’s going through that mind of yours.” I fiddle with a ring on my finger. Twisting and turning the thick piece of metal out of nervous habit.

“I..I.” I fumble with my words. I never have been good at explaining how I feel. But, to be honest, I’m more afraid of what he’ll do when he finds out about the thoughts running through my head. Will it make him leave me? Will he think less of me? 

Will the Doctor call me sick as well?

I don’t think I could tell you why I care about his opinion so much. Maybe it has to do with the fact that he’s absolutely brilliant. Seemingly un-flawed in every way. This was the man that had saved hundreds. He was the man those looked up to, put faith and their hope into. 

And then there was me. Stupid, frumpy, anxiety filled me. The one who got looked over. The one who was forgotten. The one who would always break down in their room after a bad adventure. I really and truly wasn’t much of-

A hand catches the bottom of my chin and turns me to look at the Doctors face.

“You always worry away at the ring when somethings bad.” His hand comes up to cup the side of me face his thumb softly rubbing just bellow my eye. “Please. Let me help.” But why? I took in a sharp breath of air and began to cry.

“M’sorry. M’sorry. Sorry.” My shoulders heave up and down as I began sob my fingers dig into my legs as I try to grab onto something. Anything to hold me down onto this world. Within the Tardis.  

The Doctor pulled me close to him and placed a kiss on the top of my head. His arms wrap tightly around me as I grab a hold of  his jacket. Gathering a fist full of the fabric into my hands.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. Do you understand Y/n? Never will you have to apologize, least of all to me.” He pulls back and cups my face forcing me to look at him. His eyes were intense and his lips were pressed tightly together. Little worry lines made home on his forehead and in the creases of his eyes. “You, my dear, are everything and more. Don’t let those thoughts over take you. Don’t let them win. I know it can be hard to fight then off, oh believe me I know.”  He wiped away the tears still spilling down the sides of my face.

“Don’t you see Y/n? This isn’t something you have to do alone. I’m here. I’m always here. The Tardis is here for you to. She cares. She knows.” I broke down all of my sorry’s dying before they could reach past my lips. 

“I know you feel small sometimes Y/n. I know you feel forgotten and lost. But you’re. Wherever you may go, however old you may get. I’ll always be here. So please, don’t cry. You are everything and more to me. It breaks my hearts that you think like this. So please. Let me fix it.” 

I have a one shot I'm writing but lord idk if it's any good lol. We'll see.