» The Oncoming… Baby?

your11thdoctor:

just-claraoswald:

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"That’s no’ an answer."

Clara rolled her eyes as he tried to mimic the breathing exercises. “I kicked you out because you called ‘em rubbish. Now, I don’ know what you’re lookin’ for the baby bag for-“

And then she felt it; quick and painful all throughout her body. She panicked.

"D-doctor!"

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"Don’ panic, Clara! Continue doing the breathings. Don’ wanna stress the baby out. Keep calm. I’ll be in there in jus’ a moment." He dug through Clara’s closest, looking for baby things. 

Diapers? Will we need those? Maybe. He grabbed two handful of diapers, shoving them into the bag. He put a box of baby wipes in, a pink, newborn baby onesies in the bag, and some toys. After that, he rushed out of the bedroom, heading to the kitchen with the bag on his shoulder.

"Heeh, whooo, Heeh whoooo. Repeat what I jus did. Probably not’ exactly like dat but close to it." He said, giving the motions to his words as he passed by the living room and went into the kitchen.

"I’m no’ panicking!"

Okay, that was a lie. A big lie. A massive lie. She was panicking; she was afraid, nervous, and, most importantly, having a baby. That, and the pain that was just starting to go away made things very, very complicated.

"Okay, I am panicking. An’ you runnin’ around isn’t helping!”

Clara struggled to get up off the couch, breathing in and out slowly.

"Doctor. TARDIS. Hospital. Now.”

your11thdoctor:

just-claraoswald:

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"What are you on about?"

She shifted on the couch, overdue by a week and uncomfortable no matter what she did. She was grumpy anyway, especially now that he was starting his Time Lord mumbo jumbo.

"You’re bein’ weird."

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"Jus’ calm down, Clara. Easy breaths. Breathe in through ta nose and out through ta mouth. Or was it mouth then nose? Come on, do da breathin’ thing. Like those classes you took and I you kicked me out ‘a." He began to mimic the breathing exercise while he got up and went to Clara’s bedroom.

"Keep doin’ ‘em, Clara! Jus’ keep calm and breathe on as the kids say!" He called out from the bedroom, looking what you need for child birth.

"Where’s the baby bag? I don- Nevermind."

"That’s no’ an answer."

Clara rolled her eyes as he tried to mimic the breathing exercises. “I kicked you out because you called ‘em rubbish. Now, I don’ know what you’re lookin’ for the baby bag for-“

And then she felt it; quick and painful all throughout her body. She panicked.

"D-doctor!"

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your11thdoctor:

The Doctor was sitting on the couch next to Clara, watching the tele. A little nagging feeling in the back of his mind. 

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"Clara. I need you to breathe. Deep, easy breaths. Just breathe."

"What are you on about?"

She shifted on the couch, overdue by a week and uncomfortable no matter what she did. She was grumpy anyway, especially now that he was starting his Time Lord mumbo jumbo.

"You’re bein’ weird."

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your11thdoctor:

just-claraoswald:

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"Want me t’ call a repairman?" She smiled, nudging him with her elbow before looking down at her bump with a shrug. "I dunno; doesn’t seem t’ go fast when ‘e’s kickin’ me at three a.m. Besides, you’ve got a time machine-you can skip the nasty bits."

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"And let the tele win? I don’t think so. I’m sure your bedroom has a tele in it. We can watch shows in there. Or we could go watch a film at the cinema. Get some popcorn, candy, soda. Cinema things." He explained as he kept tossing his sonic screwdriver in his hand. "The only nasty bit I wan’ ta skip is you explaining to your father that you are carrying a hybrid child with your alien boyfriend. Who is extremely attractive, if I do say so myself."

"The cinema actually sounds good. Been cravin’ sweet things. Cinema things." She gave another smile before grimacing, her nose scrunching up. "Right. Mind if I skip that bit wi’ you? He’s not too happy about the situation as a whole and probably will be less so when he finds out that you are, in fact, a bow-tie wearing alien. Who also has a time machine."

With a laugh, she poked him in the ribs. “And could be a bit more modest, if you ask me.”

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your11thdoctor:

just-claraoswald:

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"Yes you are. Come on, forget the tele. Come sit wi’ me."

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"I suppose I will. The bloody tele can fix itself for all I care. Let it rebel. But it can’t rebel forever." He sat down next to Clara, sort of giving a huff as he crossed his arms. He looked over at Clara’s swollen stomach. "Funny how eight months have passed. Time flies, doesn’t it?"

"Want me t’ call a repairman?" She smiled, nudging him with her elbow before looking down at her bump with a shrug. "I dunno; doesn’t seem t’ go fast when ‘e’s kickin’ me at three a.m. Besides, you’ve got a time machine-you can skip the nasty bits."

adamantiumandvibranium:

'I'm not cross' she says in a cross way crossly

your11thdoctor:

just-claraoswald:

your11thdoctor

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"Oi. You gonna sulk all night ‘cause y’can’t get that thing t’ work?"

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"I’m not pouting. It’s your bloody tele, Clara. It refuses for me to fix it."

"Yes you are. Come on, forget the tele. Come sit wi’ me."

your11thdoctor

"Oi. You gonna sulk all night ‘cause y’can’t get that thing t’ work?"

shadowedmaster:

asilverydoctor:

The Doctor was busy in the kitchen, trying out what Americans call Iced Tea. He didn’t quite understand it. Why would they make cold teas? Cold tea? Americans were in fact, strange. He walked out of the kitchen, taking a sip from the cold beverage then quickly spitting it back into the cup. 

"Gross…" He mumbled to himself. He reached the console room where the Master was sitting at for the moment. "Master, this iced tea, made by the Americans, is awful. I don’t understand how they can drink cold tea.”

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He looked up to see not just the Master, but Clara was in there as well.

"Ello there, Clara. When did you get here?"

Oh fantastic… The rude loudmouth teacher lady. Master’s face did not even try to hide his distaste with her arrival. Before he could open his mouth to say something, Doctor came in, ranting about cold tea and preventing master from saying something he’d most likely regret.

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"They use a different kind of Tea leaf, Doctor. Of course its going to taste bad with cold normal tea."

Clara was suddenly not willing to hug.

"Doctor, where the hell have you been?" She ignored the Master, marching straight up to the Doctor and punching him in the arm as hard as she could. "I haven’t seen you in weeks! And when you do show up, you’re with him!" She didn’t like the Master-he and the Doctor were enemies, but why was he in the TARDIS?

"And-what are you doing with cold tea?"

moriartylastfarewell:

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