#filing this under 'timelord ways to say i love you'

[tardxsblues]

Clara? You asked me what we're going to do. I told you -- we're going to hell. Or wherever it is people go when they die, if there is anywhere. Wherever it is, we're going to go there, and we're going to find Danny. And if it is in any way possible, we're going to bring him home. Almost every culture in the universe has some concept of an afterlife. I always meant to have a look around, see if I could find one.

[thelittlesttimelord]

The Littlest Timelord: The Fall of the Eleventh Chapter 4

TITLE: The Littlest Timelord: The Fall of the Eleventh Chapter 4 PAIRING: No Pairing RATING: T CHAPTER: 4/? SUMMARY: Elise Smith is now a teenaged Timelord. In addition to losing the Ponds, the fields of Trenzalore are calling. But first they have to figure out exactly who Clara Oswald is.

[A/N - First official episode of series 7!]

Elise followed the Doctor as they walked on the surface of a ravaged planet. “Where are we?” Elise asked, looking at all the Dalek statues.

“It’s the planet Skaro. The home of the Daleks.”

Elise moved closer to the Doctor. Even though Elise was nearly an adult, Daleks still terrified her.

They entered a rundown building and saw a lone figure standing in front of a window. It was a woman wearing a cloak with a hood.

“I got your message. Not many people can do that. Send me messages,” the Doctor told her.

“I have a daughter, Hannah. She's in a Dalek prison camp. They say you can help.”

“Do they? I wish they'd stop. I love your choice of meeting place.”

“They said I'd have to intrigue you.”

“Skaro. The original planet of the Daleks. Look at the state of it. Who told you about me?”

“Does it matter?”

“Maybe not, but you're very well informed.” The Doctor walked over to her and pulled her hood back. “If Hannah's in a Dalek prison camp, tell me, why aren't you?”

“I escaped.”

The Doctor laughed. “No. Nobody escapes the Dalek camps.” He grabbed her hand. “You're very cold.” He touched her face and then looked around.

“What's wrong?” Elise asked him.

“It's a trap.”

“What is?” the woman asked.

“You are, and you don't even know it.”

The Doctor and Elise backed away as a Dalek eyestalk came out of her forehead. A gun came out of her palm and shot them both. When the two of them woke up, they were surrounded by Daleks.

Elise clung to her father’s arm as they led them through a corridor into a circular white room.

“So how much trouble are we in?” they heard Rory ask.

“How much trouble, Mister Pond? Out of ten? Eleven,” the Doctor said.

The ceiling opened up and they started rising. Soon they were surrounded by Daleks, which was making Elise very nervous. The last time she saw this many, Gallifrey was burning.

“Where are we? A spaceship, right?” Amy asked.

“Not just any spaceship. The Parliament of the Daleks,” the Doctor told them, “Be brave.”

“What do we do?”

“Make them remember you.” The Doctor stepped forward, despite Elise trying to pull him back.

If they’d not been surrounded by Daleks, it would have been comical the way Elise’s feet slid along the ground.

“Well, come on then. You've got me. What are you waiting for? At long last, it's Christmas! Here I am!”

The Doctor and Elise closed their eyes, waiting for the killing shot.

“Save us. You will save us,” the head of the Daleks spoke.

The Doctor and Elise turned to face it. “I'll what?” the Doctor asked.

“You will save the Daleks.” The Daleks around them repeated the phrase.

“Well. This is new,” the Doctor said.

Elise looked at him. “You think?”

The Doctor paced back and forth while Elise kept her eyes on the Daleks around them. He eventually stopped and straightened his bowtie and checked his watch.

“We have arrived,” a Dalek said.

“Arrived where?” the Doctor asked.

“Doctor,” the Dalek without a shell said.

“The Prime Minister will speak with you now,” the woman from earlier told them.

“Do you remember who you were before they emptied you out and turned you into their puppet?” the Doctor asked.

“My memories are only reactivated if they are required to facilitate cover or disguise.”

“You had a daughter.”

Elise knew why he was angry. He got very defensive when it came to children, mainly because they reminded him of herself.

The woman leaned in close to the Doctor. “I know. I've read my file.”

Elise and the Doctor walked up to the Dalek Prime Minister.

“Well?” the Doctor said.

“What do you know of the Dalek Asylum?” the Prime Minister asked/

“According to legend, you have a dumping ground. A planet where you lock up all the Daleks that go wrong. The battle-scarred, the insane, the ones even you can't control. It's never made any sense to me.”

“Why not?”

“Because you'd just kill them.”

“It is offensive to us to extinguish such divine hatred.”

“Offensive?” The Doctor approached the glass where the Prime Minister sat.

“Does it surprise you to know the Daleks have a concept of beauty?”

“I thought you'd run out of ways to make me sick. But hello again. You think hatred is beautiful.” The Doctor turned away from the glass and walked away.

“Perhaps that is why we have never been able to kill you.”

A hole opened in the middle of the floor and they all gathered around it.

“The Asylum. It occupies the entire planet, right to the core,” the woman told them.

“How many Daleks are in there?” the Doctor asked.

“A count has not been made. Millions, certainly.”

“All still alive?”

“It has to be assumed. The Asylum is fully automated. Supervision is not required.”

“Armed?” Amy asked.

“The Daleks are always armed.”

“What color?” Rory asked.

Everyone looked at him.

“I'm sorry, there weren't any good questions left.”

“This signal is being received from the very heart of the Asylum.”

An opera started playing.

“What is the noise? Explain. Explain,” the Supreme Dalek asked.

“Er, it's me,” the Doctor said.

“Sorry, what?” Rory asked him.

“It's me, playing the triangle.”

The Doctor chuckled at the exasperated look on all their faces. “Okay, I got buried in the mix. Carmen. Lovely show.” He took out his sonic screwdriver and scanned. “Someone's transmitting this. Have you considered tracking back the signal and talking to them? He asked the Daleks.”

The Doctor pressed a button on the console in front of him. “Hello? Hello? Carmen. Hello?”

A woman’s voice came over the speakers. “Hello?”

“Come in. Come in. Come in, Carmen.”

“Hello! Yes, yes, sorry.”

The opera stopped playing.

“Do you read me?” she asked.

“Yes, reading you loud and clear. Identify yourself and report your status.”

“Hello. Are you real? Are you actually, properly, real?”

“Yes, confirmed. Actually, properly, real.”

“Oswin Oswald, Junior Entertainment Manager, Starship Alaska. Current status, crashed and shipwrecked somewhere not nice. Been here a year, rest of the crew missing. Provisions good but keen to move on.”

“A year? Are you okay? Are you under attack?”

“Some local lifeforms. Been keeping them out.”

“Do you know what those lifeforms are?”

“I know a Dalek when I hear one, yeah.”

“What have you been doing on your own against the Daleks for a year?”

“Making soufflés?”

“Soufflés? Against the Daleks?” The Doctor laughed. “Where'd you get the milk?”

“This conversation is irrelevant,” the Supreme Dalek said.

“No, it isn't!” the Doctor snapped, “Because a starliner has crashed into your Asylum, and someone's got in. And if someone can get in, then everything can get out. A tsunami of insane Daleks. Even you don't want that.”

“The Asylum must be cleansed.”

“Then why is it still here? You've enough firepower on this ship to blast it out of the sky.”

“The Asylum forcefield is impenetrable,” the Dalek puppet told him.

“Turn it off.” “It can only be turned off from within the Asylum.”

“A small taskforce could sneak through a forcefield. Send in a couple of Daleks.” The Doctor started to walk back to the center of the room when he stopped and started clapping. “Oh. Oh, that's good. That's brilliant. You're all too scared to go down there. Not one of you will go, so tell me, what do the Daleks do when they're too scared?”

“The Predator of the Daleks will be deployed,” the Supreme Dalek said.

“You don't have a Predator, and even if you did, why would they turn off a forcefield for you?”

“Because you will have no other means of escape,” the Prime Minister told him.

“May I clarify? The Predator is the Dalek's word for you,” the Dalek puppet said.

“Me? Me?” the Doctor asked.

“You will need this. It will protect you from the nanocloud.”

Two men stepped forward and placed wristbands on the Doctor and Elise’s wrists.

“The what? The nano what?” the Doctor asked.

“The gravity beam will convey you close to the source of the transmission. You must find a way to deactivate the forcefield from there,” the puppet said.

“You're going to fire me at a planet? That's your plan? I get fired at a planet and expected to fix it.”

“In fairness, that is slightly your MO,” Rory told him.

“Don't be fair to the Daleks when they're firing me at a planet.”

The men put wristbands on Amy and Rory as well.

“What do you want with them?” the Doctor asked.

“It is known the Doctor required companions,” the Supreme Dalek said.

“Oh, brilliant! Good-o!” Rory yelled.

Elise offered him a small smile and took his hand in hers.

“Don't worry. We'll get through this, I promise. Don't be scared,” the Doctor told Amy.

“Scared? Who's scared? Geronimo.”

The Doctor laughed and the next thing they knew, they were being shoved into the gravity beam.

[writing-through-time-blog]

Connect 4

Just another Reader x 13th Doctor I through together, I’ll just be posting whenever I can come up with ideas that aren’t too awful. Again, feedback would be appreciated.

“No, no, no....NO!” You whined as the Doctor placed a small yellow disk into the plastic grid in front of you a smirk growing on her face “Connect 4″ she said looking at you intently, waiting for a reaction to her win. You shook your head determination clearly plastered across your face as you leaned forward pulling at the bottom of the grid letting the tiny disks fall out onto the TARDIS floor where you and the Doctor sat crossed legged. “Are we really going to keep doing this? Is 17 times not enough?” the Doctor asked, smug smile still sitting on her face. “Nope, we’re doing this until I get a win!” you say fixing the different coloured pieces into piles and pushing the yellow pile over to the Doctor. She gave you a small smile raising her eyebrows “Alright then, you first.”

This wasn’t how you expected to spend your day but it was nice, different. With Yaz, Ryan and Graham visiting home for a few hours to catch up with friends and family you had decided to stay with the Doctor in the TARDIS under the guise of ‘keeping her out of trouble’ but really you wanted to keep the Doctor company, you knew that she didn’t like being on her own. You enjoyed just sitting and spending time with just the Doctor, it didn’t happen much with the TARDIS usually being so busy with adventures and team TARDIS, not that you didn’t enjoy spending time with gang but it was nice to just spend some time with the Doctor. Even though you realised this probably wouldn’t help with your growing crush on the Timelord.

“Don’t you want to go home and visit your family?” The Doctor asked staring intently at the grid before her and placing a chip into it carefully. You looked up at her, taken by surprise by her question. “Yeah. Sure.” you say finally pulling your eyes away from the Doctor and regaining your composure, aware that the answer you had given was less than convincing. 

You began playing with the disks in front of you nervously. You decide to be completely honest with the Doctor. “I just enjoy being here with you guys.” you say shrugging slightly while continuing to stare down at the disks now feeling the Doctors eyes on you. You take a deep breath ready to ramble, not entirely sure of what you we’re going to say until it came out of your mouth.

“I like the adventures and the fun we all have. I like the team, we’re like a family and it’s great. I like Yaz’s strong determination, I like Ryan’s brilliant curiosity, I like Grahams sharp wit.” You stop to take a short breath and continue fiddling with the disks and looking down as you ramble with a small smile growing on your face as you begin saying your inner thoughts as if the Doctor wasn’t in front of you. 

“I like your leadership, your heroism, your brilliant mind, the fact that you always know what to say in the hardest situations, your crazy clothes. I love your smile and the way you d-” You are suddenly cut off by the Doctors lips meeting yours. While you had been speaking she had pushed onto her knees and kissed you. Your eyes widened as you realised what was happening and before you could compose yourself enough to kiss her back the Doctor pulled away recognising the shock on your face. The Doctor too had a look of shock in her eyes as she leaned back on her knees realising what she has done, her eyes slowly turning to worry as you still sat crossed legged, mind racing. 

“Y/N, I am so sorr-” now it was your turn to cut her off as you move your arms forward to grab onto her suspenders pulling her close to you, knocking the connect 4 grid over and crashing your lips to hers. She was much faster to react than you had been before, kissing you back almost instantly. You continued needily kissing each other until you had too pull away for air.

As you both leaned back a huge, beautiful, smile grew on the Doctors face as you looked into each others eyes cheeks still flushed red and slightly short of breath. Keeping the stare for a couple seconds as you both here the TARDIS door open and the rest of the gang filed in. “Hi guys, how’s your day been?” Yaz asked rounding the TARDIS console to greet you unaware of what had just taken place between you and the Doctor. “Brilliant!” the Doctor replied meeting Yaz’s eyes, her her smile somehow growing even bigger, you drag your eyes from the Doctors face to Yaz’s only able to nod in silent agreement.

        Thanks for reading! I know the ending isn’t great but it’s what I could come up with. Any feedback would be amazing. 

[cuntkinghorr]

Don't go looking for things you truly don't want to find. And I specifically am referring to this one here. Trust me on this one please❣️💋❤️‍🔥

Clara? You asked me what we're going to do. I told you -- we're going to hell. Or wherever it is people go when they die, if there is anywhere. Wherever it is, we're going to go there, and we're going to find Danny. And if it is in any way possible, we're going to bring him home. Almost every culture in the universe has some concept of an afterlife. I always meant to have a look around, see if I could find one.