#10th doctor x daughter

[cas-kingdom]

Something Borrowed, Something Blue

A/N: Just a little something.

Title: Something Borrowed, Something Blue

Summary: Ten is back, and by God are you going to hold his hand so he never leaves again.

Words: 1220

He had registered it when it happened, of course. The feeling of warm, human skin—your warm, human skin—against his own, that familiar rapid pulse beneath his fingertips, was not something he could ever forget. And when it was this specific hand you were holding onto, attached to this specific arm leading to this specific face, he truly couldn’t blame you.

He guessed it had been a good hour. An hour since he’d regenerated, since you’d recognised his new-but-not-at-all-new face and your own face had lit up, utterly devoid of the dread you’d had before. And you’d hugged him, and he’d hugged you, and you’d latched onto his hand and hadn’t yet let go. Running around the TARDIS, landing her, holding Donna’s box, riding in the taxi, sneaking through the crash zone…your hands had been wrapped tightly around the other, each a constant, solid presence.

So, though he had registered it, the conscious recognition didn’t come until he yanked you towards him when he instinctively reached with that hand for the screwdriver. Balancing on your haunches beneath him, you stumbled a bit. An apology was on his lips until he glanced down and saw the white knuckles wrapped around his.

He looked up. Recovered from your little topple, you were staring straight at him.

“Y/N.” He said it softly, eyebrows raising, and you blinked. There was a deep concern in your bright eyes. Not visible on the surface, only he could see it, because he could always see through you.

He lifted his hand, the one attached to you, and the corner of his lips lifted slightly. “I need my hand back for a minute,” he said.

Your face seemed to visibly pale. You sat properly on the ground and slowly released your death grip, your fingers returning to their pinkness. You didn’t quite let go though, your gaze seeming anchored to your hands as though…as though it was the one thing keeping him there with you.

The Doctor hummed. “Hey, you.” You caught your bottom lip between your teeth and looked at him. He stretched out his free hand and tapped your nose. “It’s alright,” he promised you, offering a smile.

You nodded, hesitant at first, but more assured as you quickly dropped his hand and drew it back to your chest, holding it there with the other. “I know.”

The Doctor reached into his pocket for the screwdriver, eyes never once leaving you. You were distracting yourself from not physically feeling him, scratching at your head, twirling hair around your fingers, that leg shake you did whenever you felt restless. He couldn’t quite remember you being so anxious when he’d been him all those years ago. An inquisitive child, you’d followed him absolutely everywhere, but you hadn’t needed the assurance of his hand in yours to know he wasn’t going to leave you. But then, times had changed, and so had the both of you. He’d regenerated and regenerated and regenerated since, each one sucking a tiny bit more life from you than the one before. No wonder you’d grabbed the first hint of familiarity you’d received in fifteen years and not let go.

The Doctor stretched his legs out and rested his crossed ankles on a concrete block. He drew a box in the air with his sonic, a map of sorts, hoping to figure out what exactly the spaceship was and how he was expected to save little old Earth this time. Without looking down, he jerked his head a little to the side. “Space next to me,” he said.

A moment later you were beside him, crossing your legs beneath you, hands on your lap as though you had no clue what else to do with them. You watched as he fiddled with the sonic and sat in silence for a good ten seconds. Until he stopped. And he turned to look at you. And when your eyes met, his brows furrowed, and a smile, full of nostalgia and sadness, slowly spread across his face. He reached out to cup your cheek, his thumb rubbing the skin. Tears sprung to your eyes.

“I missed you,” you whispered.

“I know. Come here.”

He stretched his arm out, allowing you to move closer and all but bury yourself in his side. His arm wrapped around your back and the other went instinctively to your head, holding you close to his chest.

Your gentle sniffles weren’t hard to miss. He kissed the top of your head, lingering there for a bit, shutting his eyes. “I’m here now, Y/N. I’m here.”

“But for how long?”

He couldn’t answer that. Something was niggling in the back of his mind. This face was being borrowed for an undetermined amount of time, some cruel trick from the universe that by God he couldn’t help but be thankful for.

“Let’s not worry about that now,” he said. He removed the hand from your head and put it between you, feeling you grasp it. You held it tightly, that little hand, that hand he had watched grow, that sweet girl he had raised, and sent a silent prayer to whoever would bloody listen that he’d have longer than he dreaded this time.

“You look different, you know,” you spoke softly a moment later. You turned your head to rest your cheek against him.

The Doctor rose a brow, running his tongue along his teeth. “That so?”

“Still the same, but different.”

“Ah. You look different too, you know. From when this face last saw you, that is.”

 “I grew up.”

The Doctor frowned, subconsciously holding you that bit tighter. “Yeah,” he said, “yeah, you did. Can you stop that, by the way? Growing up? I’m not the biggest fan, you know.”

You pretended to think about it wiping at your eyes with your free hand. “Don’t think so.”

“Big shame, that. Massive shame. Probably the biggest shame of all. I remember when you were little little, when I had to tie your shoelaces for you and peel your oranges.” The latter was still true now, come to think of it. “But you’re still that same little girl, aren’t you, hm?” He lifted his head a little to peer down at you, trying to catch your gaze. “Aren’t you, Y/N?” There was a point hidden in those words. A point he’d had to reiterate so many times before on so many different levels. No matter his face, no matter his personality, no matter anything, he was still the same. The same Doctor. The same alien. The same being who loved you with all of his hearts. And he needed to remind you of that, to prepare you, because if what he feared would happen happened, he wanted—he needed it to be easy. For your sake. As easy as it could be. In whatever way helped you. In whatever way gave you back that life he’d inadvertently had a hand in destroying.

You drew away from him to look him in the eyes. Your own eyes were glistening, but you sniffed and held them back. You smiled lightly, then rose on your knees to wrap your arms around his neck in a tight hug. The Doctor returned it without hesitation, shutting his eyes.

“‘Course I am,” you said quietly. “Just like you.”

“Just like me.”

Doctor Who Masterpost

[j-eryewrites]

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𝒯𝑜 𝒮𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉 | 𝐵𝓊𝓎 𝓂𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝑒

𝑅𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 | 𝒜𝒪𝟥

𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼

The Arbitrary Lives of the Occupants of 221 B Baker Street

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

Don’t Go Breaking My Heart (Sherlock x Reader) 

Filling the Empty Space (Sherlock x Reader)

Something You Taught Me (Sherlock x Reader) 

What the hell was that?! (Sherlock x Reader)

Too Good to be True (Sherlock x Reader)

Love Story (Sherlock x Reader)

All of You (Sherlock x Reader)

Stressed Out (Sherlock x Reader)

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

The Symphony of You (11 x Reader)

Rocks and Rinthonians (11 x Reader)

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

Treasure Deep within the Mountain (Elrond Peredhel x Reader)

𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼

The Tales Beedle the Bard Wished He Could Tell (Ominis Gaunt x Reader)

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

Come Home (Ominis Gaunt x Reader)

𝓞𝓷𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼

Til We Meet Again (College!Matt x Reader) | Part Two 

𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼

A Sinner’s Redemption (Joel Miller x platonic teen!oc)

Young and Tragic (But We Don’t Have to Be) | (Anthony Lockwood x OC) or (Anthony Lockwood x Reader)

[doctorwhocrossovers]

RULES OF MY PAGE

Things I will not write about

NO NSFW

Incest

Non contact

No hardcore drugs (weed is fine)

No alcohol or drunk reader

Things I will write about

Romantic relationships

Platonic relationship

Siblings relationship

Parent/ child

Hurt to comfort

Reader having a backbone

Comfort

Support fic

Bad days

Song fic

Headcanons

CHARACTERS

Sandman

Desire of the Endless

Dream of the Endless

Death of the Endless

Despair of the Endless

Lucifer Morningstar

Maze

Quantum Leap 2022

Dr.Ian Wright

Ben

Janne

Addison

Doctor who

Doctor (plz tell me which one)

Master(plz tell me which one)

Companies

Wednesday

Wednesday

Edier

Sherlock BBC

Sherlock

Mycroft

John

Mary

Molly

Greg

[luminanightfall]

#fun fact the doctor’s daughter is played by the irl daughter of the 5th doctor#she is now married to the 10th doctor#who was the doctor in the episode where she played the doctor’s daughter#also the 5th doctor was the favorite doctor of the 10th doctor’s actor#I am aware that I am saying this in a very confusing fashion#this is intentional#basically 5th doctor Peter Davison had a daughter named Georgia#who played the doctor’s daughter during the run of the 10th doctor David Tenant#David and Georgia later married#David Tennant now has his favorite doctor as his father in law#and Georgia Tennant married the man who played her father and played the same role as her actual father#I really want to know how their family gatherings go and what jokes are made#can you tell I’m a big doctor who nerd?#doctor who#danny phantom#dp x dc

yeah, I love that fun fact, it's hilarious xD

Sam and Tucker have to be his companions. Maybe sometimes Jazz, Dani and Valerie as well. But not always at the same time, sometimes only one or two, often Danny travels alone. They do have their own lives to live. But it beautifully plays into the multiple companions of the Doctor trope. Sometimes they all travel together, but that is very rare. They're always happy to see each other again to catch up and exchange stories and share inside jokes, sometimes on Danny's expense (as they should)

The Doctor

After years of fighting crime and being a hero, Danny decided that he wanted another profession, something else to do with his life. In the end he decided to be what he always needed: A doctor.

Thanks to Frostbite's teachings and help, Danny managed to become a successful and efficient doctor quickly (although he definitely hated normal medical school), with experience in all kinds of beings (from all kinds of dimensions, he couldn't just be a human doctor, what's the point on that?)

Since his universe didn't need a doctor for heroes and Frostbite was enough for the ghosts he decided to... be a traveler doctor, or something similar, help other dimensions. With the help of the Infinite Map he always traveled where "he was needed", and thanks to Clockwork he always escaped before they could question him.

The Justice League was very confused about who was randomly showing up to heal them. Sometimes by force. But Danny didn't care about the consequences, after all, they need him. And it's kind of funny that he's referred to as "The Doctor" in their files.

[incognit0slut]

Reid's Slut Kinktober #2

The time of year has finally come for me to ✨shine✨ If you followed my first kinktober last year, you can already guess what to expect. This event is purposefully written explicitly with a few dark themes, so please make sure to take note of every content before engaging.

All fiction below will be paired with fem!reader.

Oct. 6th - PRETTY BUNNY Sub!Spencer x Playboy Bunny!Reader; Boobjob

Spencer doesn’t know what to do when he recognizes you from his favorite adult magazine.

Oct. 10th - DOCTOR REID Established relationship; Roleplay

Your boyfriend finally agrees to indulge in your fantasy by playing a very different kind of doctor, but on his own terms.

Oct. 15th - LESSON LEARNED Unit Chief!Spencer x BAU!Reader; Breathplay

Your boss decides to teach you a lesson when you question the motivations behind a certain case.

Oct. 20th - ON CAMERA (Part 2 of A Special Show) Roommate!Spencer x Camgirl!Reader; Exhibitionist

Spencer requests to take on a more involved role in one of your live streams.

Oct. 24th - ANGEL Single Dad!Spencer x Nanny!Reader; Breeding

Spencer likes having you around to look after his daughter, in fact, he likes you a bit too much.

Oct. 27th - ROOM FOR THREE Dom!Aaron x Sub!Reader x Softdom!Spencer; Threesome

Nobody knows about the contract you signed to be your boss’s sub until Spencer finds the document. Aaron proposes a deal in exchange for his silence.

Oct. 31st - DARKER DESIRE (Part 2 of Dark Desires) Ghostface!Spencer; Dubcon

The masked killer who suddenly disappeared a year ago decides to pay you a visit on Halloween.

*please note that the titles may change in the future

There’s a good chance I might not be able to post all of them as scheduled (boo Lou boo!!!). Hehe I’m just giving you a heads up because last year’s kinktober was also delayed, but I’ll do my best to keep things on track!! You may also notice there are more to expect this year, which is intentional because I want to explore each kink individually rather than putting them all into one long fic. So these stories will be relatively short (at least shorter than what I’m used to writing). But of course, I’ll include a more detailed content warning with each fic when I post them.

And as usual, there will be no taglist.

Now that’s finally out of the way, tell me which one you’re most excited for😋

[am-i-obsessed---maybe]

New Face, Fresh Promises (10th Doctor x Timelord!Reader)

pre nanowrimo get all my fanfiction thoughts out challenge, hard mode.

continuation of this

Wordcount: 700(ish)

Series masterpost

Honestly I just wanna post something but I can't get around to finishing my new Doctor's Daughter fic for the as of yet unnamed Doctor Who series so I'm going back to my roots and using the maybe prompt list

23) Don't call me that

29) I'm never leaving, I promise

You burned, your body burned away with a single realization, you loved The Doctor. But not just loved, you were in love. You were in love with The Doctor. The man who saved you and destroyed your world in one day, the man who showed you a glimpse of the universe and left you wanting more. The man in the old blue box.

When a Time Lord regenerates a lot of things can happen, one of which is a loss of consciousness.

When you opened your eyes both The Doctor and Martha were looking down at you. You looked at The Doctor, blinked and smiled, "looks like I won" You said with a lopsided smile.

"Ugh, new mouth, I hate the feeling of a new mouth" You grumbled and tried to bring yourself up but the Doctor's arms quickly surrounded you, helping you up carefully instead. He didn't say anything simply helping you stand.

You tried to take a step on your own only to stumble, your legs felt like burned jelly.

"Doctor" You said carefully and The Doctor kept to himself how much he missed hearing you call him love.

"Yes?" He simply said.

"I don't think I'm done regenerating" You said, fainting into his arms.

The next thing you know you wake up in your room in the Tardis. The feeling of your sheets beneath you and your books and journals lining the walls. Beside you, on a chair you know he brought from somewhere else sat the Doctor. His face was drawn and he looked lost in thought.

You looked over at him and smiled.

"Hello again" You said. He didn't look amused.

"Why did you do that?" He asked.

"What?"

"Why did you force yourself to regenerate?? He asked.

You looked at him trying to both remember what happened and answer, "Doctor—"

"Don't call me that." He said sternly.

You closed your eyes and sighed.

"Love"

"Why did you do it? Why did you put yourself through that? I told you to go to protect you" He said and you sat up, looking him in his gorgeous brown eyes.

"Because I refuse to leave you" You said and he scowled.

"Don't say that—"

"I never want to leave you" You said, taking his hands in yours. You admired the sight.

"Doctor, I love you and I want to spend the rest of my lives with you—"

"No, no, don't say that" He repeated but you held his hands tightly. You knew why he felt this way, why he reacted the way he did but your post regeneration mind still wasn't fully working.

"Do you not feel the same? If you don't, I'll stop—"

"No, I, I" He said. his eyes were tearing up.

"Doctor I love you, do you love me back?" You asked.

"Of course I do, I adore you" He said, "Y/N you light my dark starless sky. You make me feel whole, like I'm no longer alone. It's not that"

"Then what is it?" You asked.

"They always leave." He said solemnly, looking away, "In the end they always leave"

You moved one of your hands up to hold The Doctor's face. forcing him to look at you.

"I'm never leaving, promise" You said and you saw a tiny smile peak it's way through his expression.

"You are brilliant" He whispered and you smiled.

"I love you" You said and he smiled too, a true full smile.

"I love you too" He said.

There was a beautiful moment, the two of you just basking in the love and care you had for one another and then you burst out laughing.

The Doctor was taken aback, his expression only sending you further into your fit of laughter.

"What? What's going on?" He asked only to be met with more laughter.

"Y/N are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes, I—" You could barely control it but you did. You controlled it enough to say, "It's just, stars that was cheesy, I don't know where that came from" You said and you could tell there was a dash of shock and worry on The Doctor's face so you clarified, "I guess this is what I am now. A cheesy romantic"

The Doctor smiled, "There are worse things to be" He said and you nodded.

[violetszone]

Let's Meet Our Daughter

Charles x fem!reader

Summary: You were afraid of giving birth and weren't ready, and but your daughter had decided to come two weeks early.

WARNINGS: Quick finish,not edited writing,normal delivery

A/n: actually i have no idea what i wrote,By the way, I used some sentences that women really say during childbirth.

One of the things you've been thinking about for years was how you'd give birth if you got pregnant because you were terrified about it.You were even more afraid now that you were weeks away from giving birth to your daughter.

You never wanted to talk to Charles about it because he was really trying to deal with your fears but there was nothing he could do about it.It's only two weeks before you give birth to your daughter, and Charles returns to the races.

You were sitting on the bed reading, Charles brought you both a glass of water and left yours next to you, he settled down on his side of the bed.Your daughter was active tonight, you were actually happy about it because it wasn't hurting She kicked a few times as usual, Charles had a little talk with his daughter, placed a kiss on your stomach,you turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Of course, sleeping wasn't easy because your daughter's kicks really started to hurt.You even moaned because it really hurt then you felt a wetness You turned on the light next to you and Charles woke up trying to understand what happened.

"No no no not now I'm not ready yet please" Charles took your hand in fear "Baby are you okay what's wrong tell me" you started crying unintentionally just then you felt a contraction "Charles, I'm giving birth" He got out of bed and came over to you, helped you get up, you already knew your water was break but now you were really scared.

You got in the car as fast as you could. you were crying with fear Charles was holding your hand, probably because he thought it hurt, he took you in his arms when you came to the hospital and they took you for the first check-up with a stretcher in the emergency room.

At the first check, they said that they will not do anything for now, as there is still 4 cm of clearance and the contractions are back to normal.They took you to the room and connected to a few machines for control, now you are a little calmer.

Charles didn't leave your side and started keeping minutes for contractions. When your contractions increased, you started to get stressed again Charles was holding yourhand "Charles I can't I-I'm so scared" Charles wiped the tears from your eyes and kissed your cheek, "My love, I know you can do it, don't be afraid, I'm right here, there's a little more time, okay breathe, I won't let go of your hand"

You nodded, when the contraction passed, you breathed and sat back, you had been in the hospital for almost 4 hours when the doctor came to check, there was not enough opening, but they said they could give an epidural if your pain is too much, you didn't want it because you thought you could stand it.

By the 10th hour the contractions were really unbearable, you looked at Charles in horror when the doctor finally said it'stime to push. "No! i changed my mind,I don't want it Charles tell her I don't want it please I don't" 

Somehow they convinced you to push, after a few hours you were really tired and hurt you spoke tiredly "Can I go home for awhile? I promise I’ll come back.” You frowned when everyone in the room laughed at what you said.

Your doctor told you to push again “I don’t care if you have to take her out of my ear, just get her out!” you shouted and groaned Charles wiped your forehead with his napkin you were really about to cry

"YN you have to push again we see the baby's head, Charles help her" Charles turned to you "Baby once again I know it hurts so bad but push for the last time" you groaned "No you don't know"

You turned and shouted when the nurse warned you "Will you shut up, I'm busy yelling at my boyfriend" You pushed with all your might and finally let yourself go when the baby's cries were heard.

You were crying with happiness when they held your daughter in your arms they took your daughter to clean your doctor checked to see if you were okay and asked how you were you nodded her, "You know YN people do this more than once" You looked at your doctor nervously and turned to Charles.“Maybe we can adopt the next one.”

[moonsreid2]

Doctor Who-Spencer Reid

Summary: Spencer realises that he didn't actually know the girl who sat in front of him every day as much as he thought.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x F!reader (no use of y/n)

warnings: none! just fluff, reader is a doctor who fan because I'm self-indulgent as fuck

lmk if you enjoyed :)

She sat there, like usual. Nothing different about her should have made Spencer act this way. Except for the mug she was holding, the contents held the same coffee she always made but that wasn't the reason why Spencer stopped in his tracks.

The mug was of a special blue police box, that he would have recognised a mile away, the main feature of his favourite show. It was a mug of the Tardis. Her smile sipped on the mug, drinking away like normal, but he couldn't move. He was quite literally, starstruck.

"You okay, Pretty Boy?" He didn't have to turn to know who had just spoken to him.

But he turned anyway, locking eyes with Derek instantly, "The mug, Morgan, look at the mug." He whispered.

"What's the prob-"

He was cut off before he could finish the word, "The mug is the Tardis, She likes Doctor Who? Has she ever spoken to you about Doctor Who? How didn't I know she liked the show? Why has she never told me? What Doctor do you think is her favourite? Derek why arent you stressing out about this?"

"Because, Loverboy, it's a mug." His eyebrows raised as if it was no big deal at all, but Spencer thought he was crazy. How can no one care about this? Doctor Who is one of the best shows created and no one is freaking out that the girl he has been, not so, secretly crushing on for the past two years is drinking out of a mug that's about the show.

"Thanks, Morgan, you're great help" He scoffed.

"Would either of you explain to me why you're both staring at that poor girl?" Emily magically appeared in between Derek and Spencer placing her hands on their shoulders.

"Reids freaking out because his lady is drinking out of a mug from a weird nerd show he likes" Morgan takes this opportunity to smirk while taking a sip out of his own mug. Which ended up being a terrible idea, because Emily decided this was a great time to smack Morgan over the head.

"Stop bullying the poor guy, Doctor Who is a great show" Emily defended, which Spencer was greatly appreciative of. However, she turned to him and said, "But, just go talk to her instead of staring at her, you're gonna freak her out, you moron" She pushed him towards her, which he wasn't greatly appreciative of this time.

"Hi!" Spencer smiled at her, sitting lightly on the corner of her desk.

"Hi, are you okay?" She smiled.

He rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah, I just noticed your mug, do- do you like Doctor Who?"

"What? Oh! Yeah, i love it! Have I not told you that before?" Her smile faded slightly, realising that she never told him such an important part of her life.

"No, you, ehm haven't" He giggled slightly, and she took this opportunity to walk over to refill her coffee, which Spencer immediately followed "Did you know the regenerations were an accident?"

"Really?"

"Yeah! A faulty mixing desk made the appearance of William Hartnell overexposed to the point where it was almost white which ended right after Patrick Troughton could be put in his place!"

"It was really an accident? I would have thought they made it on purpose its such an iconic part!" She encouraged, pouring the pot into her now famous mug. "Got any more facts for me, Doctor?"

"Ehm- Sure yeah!" He nodded his head before saying "David Tennant who played the 10th doctor, had a daughter in the episode "The Doctors Daughter" who was played by Georgia Tennant, who he ended up marrying and she's also the daughter of Peter Davidson, the fifth doctor!"

"You really do know everything don't you?" She smiled at him, and Spencer thought his heart had stopped right then.

"Not really, its certianly impossible for a human to know everything but I take pride in knowing I know approximately 78% more facts than the average human." He rolled his lips inwards, into a smile, making her blush which therefore made Spencer blush even more.

"Would you want to come over one time?" She blurted, Spencer taking a back, "I- I mean to watch it with me sometime, you know and we could get to know each other better? Maybe?"

"Really? Like as a date?" Spencer immediatly regretted the words that came out of his mouth, it was obviously not 'like a date' how could he just be so stup-

"Yes Spencer," She smiled at him, "as a date"

"Y-Yeah! That would be great!"

"I'll organise a date and a time then," She says smiling as she walks away.

Spencer stood there starstruck for the second time that day and was approached by Derek and Emily again.

"You alright, kid? You look a bit shaken up" Derek smacked his back.

"My first date ever is watching Doctor who." He stated, smiling like a schoolboy, walking away still smiling.

Emily's hand immediately rose in front of Derek's chest, folding her fingers inwards several times back and forth. "Cmon, owe up"

He immediately opened his wallet and placed 50 dollars into her palm "You suck, Prentiss, you know that right." Almost shouting now as she walks away.

"Yeah but you swallow" Blowing a kiss to him, making the rest of the BAU team giggle, but the two will never know their friends betted on their relationship and they will never know why Rossi, Emily and Penelope are all 50 dollars richer.

[doctorcrowleywho]

Midnight Dances (10th Doctor x Gn! Reader)

Midnight Dances (10th doctor x gn! reader)  

Word count -   1753  

Warnings - tons of fluff with angst sprinkled in

Pairing(s) - 10th doctor x Gn! Reader

Summary - You show The Doctor a few new moves

Never travel alone. That was the one piece of advice The Doctor always seemed to get. But, no matter how hard he tried he always lost everyone. Some would call him a hero, others a villain. He would call himself a lost cause, a soul floating alone in the wide universe desperate for a friend. 

He never viewed his past companions in a negative light. For him, they sparkled like diamonds in the Gallifrey suns. Only to be tarnished by the sadness that seemed to wash over him if he sat and thought about them for too long. 

Especially Rose, always Rose. She was one of the special ones. The one that saw him for who he truly was and still choose to stay and even love him. Gods did he truly love her. She was everything to him, and that’s why it pained him so badly to say goodbye and that's why he’d never let something like that happen again. At least not if he could help it. 

The Doctor needed a break, he needed to go somewhere where he wasn’t a walking hazard to everyone around him. Where ever he went trouble always seemed to follow, and he wanted to desperately avoid that this time. He wanted to live up to his name this time around and actually do some good (at least good in his eyes).

So, he sent the Tardis to 14th-century England. The good old renaissance period! He wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting when it came to showing up in this period. If anything he’d just walk around watching the humans as they were a little more native during this period, and maybe even eat one of those big turkey legs. He always wondered how humans were able to simply eat a turkeys leg that big. But, that's humans for you - always finding new ways to eat things. 

With a small hum, he parked the Tardis in a discreet corner and trudged around the town square. A tiny shadow of a smile began to tug at his lips as he let his eyes wander around the town. The hustle and bustle of it all warmed his heart. Slowly but surely he spun around trying to get the full effect of everything that was happening around him. 

Sudden music lit up the town as he walked deeper into the heart of the square and everyone seemed to happily join in on the fun. Respectfully he kept his distance from it all. He wanted to watch for now instead of interrupt things. However, that plan was practically destroyed when he saw you.

You were in the center of what looked like to be a dance circle. Spinning, dancing, and clapping to your heart's content. The Doctor felt both his hearts melt at the same time and knew he was truly in for it now.  

Without even realizing it he began to walk closer to the action, or if he was being truthful- closer to you. You were like the warmest bit of sunshine the universe had to offer, and he was freezing to death. The simple sight of you was enough to grip him by his wacky tie and pull him deep down for a wild ride he had no idea he signed up for. 

Whilst you were dancing you couldn’t help the smile that graced your features. You weren’t relatively sought after on any other normal day. Being the daughter of the village's flower seller didn’t come with any amazing dowry. However, when you danced during the festival heads turned. You secretly adored the attention, any person surely would. 

However, this night was different and you couldn’t put your finger quite on why. Until you saw him. The tall handsome stranger that seemed to only have eyes for you. He wore the strangest clothes you had ever seen. But, they seemed to fit him rather well. Your eyes mainly wanted to focus on his deep brown chocolate eyes and the messiest hair you’d ever seen. 

As he seemed to get closer and closer to you, you reached out your hand silently asking for a dance. The whole world seemed to stop as he slowly glanced down at your hand and then back up to your eyes. His right eyebrow rose up almost to ask if you truly meant it. To this, you nodded and noticed the sweetest gentle smile that rose to his lips upon seeing this. 

Even The Doctor, the oncoming storm, couldn’t deny nor fight the spark that rose within him when he finally took your hand in his. Excitedly, you practically dragged him into the center and let the music move your feet. Both of The Doctor’s heart’s raced against his chest as you lead him in a semi-traditional dance. His eyes were glued to your feet desperately trying to save you from the pain of him accidentally stepping on you. 

You, however, would not settle for this. Gently you stopped and took his chin in your fingers lifting his head up to meet yours again. With the warmest smile on your face you took one of his hands and guided it to your waist, and helped the other up with your hand. Lacing his fingers with yours, which seemed to make the entire universe halt to a standstill. 

“Ready?” He said taking the biggest breath his lungs could manage.

“Always,” you replied with an eager grin on your face.

“Well in that case,” he paused for dramatic effect (time lords were drama kings but you knew this already) “, ALLONS-Y!” He cheered along with the crowd.

This was when he truly let loose, showing you exactly what he was made of. Each giggle that escaped your lips only pushed him further as he skipped with you throughout the dance circle. Lifting you high into the air, you practically felt like you were flying. When he did bring you back to earth, you could feel yourself slowly fall in love. You two spun and twirled, and he even managed a few dips in there. 

“And here I thought you weren't a dancer!” You giggled as he spun you in a lift, that giggle being music to his ears. 

“Well, you know what they say…. You have dancing shoes with nimble shoes. I have a soul of lead.” he spoke fast trying to brush over the fact that what he said hit too close to home, and that he just ripped off a future playwright.

The evening seemed to fly by with the brightest colors. You and The Doctor were stuck to each other like paper and glue, and neither of you wanted to leave the other's sight. You showed him everything your small English town had to offer, and he even got to impress you by buying you whatever you wanted from the local vendors.  

“Wait so you’re saying you’ve never had a turkey leg?” You over dramatically gasped as you stared at him with wide eyes. In which he swore he could see stars.

“Yep!” he said popping the ‘p’ “What is that so hard to believe?” He raised an eyebrow trying to keep a serious expression. But, that was proven impossible by what happened next.

You shoved a turkey leg into his hands as you looked up expectantly. “Yes it is, try it!” You sassed not leaving him any room to question you. Well here went nothing. The things people (and timelords) did when falling in love right? Closing his eyes he bit into it, and surprisingly it wasn’t…the worst. In fact, it was far from it. “Oh my goodness this is brilliant! What legs will you humans think of eating next?” he chuckled shaking his head as he prepared himself for another bite.

There you stood utterly bewildered by the fact that this man in front of you could look at life with as much excitement and joy as you did. But, perhaps that’s because he called you lot humans instead something…..normal. Which, should have worried you more than it did. Maybe all you needed was a man from the stars to truly understand you, to whisk you away to far-off places, and help you never return again. But, that was just wishful thinking. 

As the night came to a close you couldn’t help but feel a bit sad at the fact that you might never see this handsome stranger ever again. But, perhaps that’s all you were ever meant to be. Just two passing ships in the night.  

You two walked aimlessly back to the center of town where it all began, and The Doctor paused for a brief moment. Thinking that what he was going to say next he might regret in the future, but he had to let his hearts try. At least one last time. 

“So, listen tonight was great…fantastic even and I was-”

“Doctor listen if you’re trying to let me down easy, just tell me I’m used to it by now.” you cut him off nervously and his eyes widened. 

“What no! I was wondering if you’d like to come back to my erm…box I’d love to show you something.” Once that sentence left his lips he inwardly cringed, that never EVER came out right. 

Your face scrunched up hearing this “Show me something….in your box?” you asked awkwardly. So, he was crazy. Leave it to you to fall in love with the crazy visitor. 

“It’s about as weird as it sounds, but trust me it’ll blow-oh just come with me.” he huffed taking your hand in his once more and tugging you towards his Tardis. 

Jokingly, you rolled your eyes finding it hard to keep up with him at times. “Well, Allons-y then.” you teased repeating him from earlier that night. 

Upon seeing the strange blue box your suspicions were only raised. At least he wasn’t lying about the box part. Your eyes flicked back and forth between The Doctor and the box. A soft grin lay on his face as he opened the door. 

“Please you first,” he said holding the door wide open for you. 

Sighing, you swallowed your courage and walked into The Doctor’s box not even slightly prepared for what you were about to see. 

Your eyes widened as you danced around the center console room trying to grasp what exactly was happening. 

What fell out of your lips was The Doctors absolute favorite part of gaining a new companion. “It’s bigger on the inside!” you gasped. 

The Doctor smiled.

[specialagentlokitty]

10th doctor x reader - the stars in your eyes

A/N: this is a collaboration made with the help of the ever wonderful @casserole-from-dads-asserole 💜

Part one:

Nobody had seen the falling star, it was almost unnoticeable to the untrained eye, barely visible in the evening light.

But they had noticed it. Wilf and his granddaughter as they were walking home, the star falling to the park nearby.

“Let’s go look!” Donna asked.

The little girl took her grandfathers hand and began to pulling him, and with a laugh he followed her.

“I’m sure it’s nothing sweetheart.” He said.

They looked around the park and it seemed empty, and the little girl frowned slightly as she pouted.

“Come on now, don’t pout.” Wilf chuckled.

He picked Donna up, and they began to explore the park.

Nothing seemed out of place or damaged, and after searching around, they decided to call it quits much to Donna’s protest.

“We have to get back before dinner.”

“But one more look!” Donna whined.

Wilf rolled his eyes a little bit.

“Alright, one more.”

So, they began to look around once more, and that’s when they found it.

It didn’t look like much, but it was definitely there, against a tree was a small body sprawled out, dirt on either side of it.

“Granddad…” Donna whispered.

“I see it, wait here.”

Wilf set his granddaughter down, and he slowly walked over, kneeling down next to the person, he realised it was a child.

A little girl, covered in dirt and dust, and he slowly reached out.

“Hey…” he whispered.

Wilf reached out and placed a hand on her shoulder and he recoiled at how cold she was through the jumper she wore.

He tried to shake her or get her attention somehow, but it wouldn’t work.

Shrugging if his jacket, he wrapped it around the girl and picked her up, rushing back over to Donna.

“Quickly now.”

“What is it?!” Donna asked.

“It’s a girl! Come on now!”

They ran back home, and straight upstairs to Donna’s room where they laid her on the bed.

They grabbed some blankets and covered the girl up with, and they tried to raise her temperature but nothing was working.

“She needs to go to the hospital..” Wilf whispered.

Donna stared at the girl, kneeling next to her on her bed.

She reached out and poked her cheek, and the girls eyes open, wide and seemingly staring at absolutely nothing.

“Granddad…”

Wilf walked over and looked down.

“Impossible…”

“She has the stars in her eyes…” Donna whispered.

They both stared at the seemingly ever changing constellations in the girls eyes, the colour changing softly as the patterns changed.

“Donna get back…”

Wilf lifted Donna down, and they both carefully back away from the girl, and soon her eyes closed again.

Now they were at another loss, how to hide her away from everyone because they couldn’t tell anyone.

So, wilf settled for hiding the girl in his room, since nobody would go into his room, that’s where he hid the girl, at least until his daughter and granddaughter went back home.

And when they did he moved the girl over to Donna’s room again, and even though she was breathing, she didn’t seem to be awake.

Not for the first two weeks, then finally when he came in with some clean blankets he noticed the girl sitting up.

“Good heavens…”

He slowly walked over and sat down on the chair next to the bed.

“What’s your name sweetheart?” He asked.

The girl looked over at him, (E/C) eyes shining brightly as they seemed to stare right through him.

“Dad…?”

Wilf sighed softly, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry love, I’m not your dad. My name’s wilf, what’s your name, do you know it?” He asked softly.

“(Y/N)…” you whispered.

“That’s a beautiful name (Y/N), where’s your family?”

“I… do not have a family anymore…” you sniffled.

A few tear ran from your eyes, and instead of clear tears like he was used to, these seemed to shine before fading.

“What are you…?” He whispered.

“I come from the universe… it created me…”

You snapped out of your head to feel a hand placed in your shoulder and you smiled a little bit, immediately recognising the hand.

“You’ve been up here for a while.” Wilf said.

“Sorry, I got lost in my head again.”

Wilf chuckled a little bit, and he placed a blanket over your shoulders and you could feel him looking at you.

“Will you make me another one?” Wilf asked.

You laughed softly, and you turned to his direction.

You opened your eyes, and you stared at the mass of silver particles sat in front of you, they didn’t really take a shape but they didn’t need to.

You would recognise the stardust of the man who had raised you.

All around you could see the stars and the planets near and far, but you tuned them out and you focused on him.

“I’ll make you a little nebula dad.”

Wilf smiled, and he watched in fascinated as you moved your hands.

To anyone it would’ve looked like nonsense, nothing, but he had watched this over and over again, he couldn’t see what you were doing, but he could see what was taking shape.

It was slightly red, painted with the odd blue or purple, and when he looked at your eyes, he could see the constellations moving and changing within them, just like they always did.

“Put you hands out.”

Wilf put his hands out and you set it into his hands, and you held your hands over it, closing your hands around it and you let go.

And he brought it all.

A small little nebula, a small cluster of stars, and stardust that wasn’t need, created just for him.

He could move it around his hand, change it’s shape but that’s all he could do to it.

Very carefully his moved his hands to the side, and he placed it in a small mason jar sitting next to him, and he sealed the lid.

“Doesn’t it tire you out making all of them?” Another voice asked.

“Oh don’t spoil our fun Donna.” Wilf pouted.

“Come on grandad, she makes you a new one every week. What even happens to them?”

Donna pulled a sheet over and she sat next to you, looping her arm with yours and you smiled to yourself.

“I don’t mind what he does with them, I like making them.”

“Seriously though, doesn’t it tire you out?”

“No, I could make small ones all day every day. They don’t take energy, I just take the stardust and I fuse it together.”

You looked to your right, looking at orange stardust sat next to you, and you smiled a little more.

“Am I still orange?” Donna asked.

“Always have been.”

“Oh come on! Is this because of my hair?” She huffed.

You laughed loudly, and you looked at her.

“It’s just your colour, dad is silver, your orange, your mum is green, I don’t why, and strangers are blue.”

“Have you seen any other colours?” Wilf asked.

You thought for a moment before shaking your head.

You let go of Donna and shuffled down, resting your head in her lap, and she smiled down at you, looking as your eyes matched the stars above you.

Sometimes they would lock on whatever was above you when you looked at it, and you could focus on that more clear.

“No, I’ve only seen your colours before. But.. but sometimes I see gold…”

“Gold?” Donna asked.

You nodded and closed your eyes.

“Like a trail of gold all over space and earth too, but I can’t pinpoint it.”

You took a deep breath and you pushed your soul from your body, and you wondered around, stretching a little bit.

You ran through the stardust, it was mixed with all different colours, bright but barely viable at the same time.

You heard movement and you looked down at wilf and crouched next to him, trying to see what he was hiding.

“What’re you doing now granddad?” Donna laughed.

“She’s at it again.” He chuckled.

“Oi! Save it for the wedding I want you to be there!”

You stepped back into your body and you smiled, opening your eyes.

“I promise I’ll be there, I wouldn’t miss my big sisters wedding.”

Donna grinned down at you.

“You better not you lump of stardust.”

You laughed loudly and so did they.

It wasn’t long before the wedding, and while they all went, you stayed at home with wilf.

While everyone went to the wedding, you sat next to the man wasn’t feeling very well, and you looked at him.

“You want to go to the wedding?” You grinned.

“What’re you planning?” Wilf chuckled.

“Simple, I can astroproject, take us both there!” You beamed.

“I don’t have to get dressed up all fancy do I?”

“Nope, nobody can see us.”

Wilf grinned a little bit.

“Go on then, all grown up but ever the little trouble maker aren’t you?”

You grinned from ear to ear and got him to lay down, then you laid on the floor at the front of the sofa and closed your eyes.

The process was quick and easy, you pushed your soul from your body, and you walked over to him.

You tapped his forehead and he stepped away from his body and looked around amazed.

“This is what you see, all the time?” Wilf asked softly.

“Without the objects, I can’t see any of them in my physical body.”

You held out your hand and beamed a little bit.

“Come along then! We’re going to be late!”

“Lead the way!”

Wilf took your hand and you were at the wedding in a matter of seconds, and you both stood there grinning from ear to ear.

You stood at the front, and you turned around to look at Donna.

“She looks so beautiful…” wilf whispered.

“She really does… I’m so happy for her…”

Wilf sniffled a little bit and you held his arm.

“Don’t cry, you’re going to make me cry…”

You both laughed softly and you watched as Donna began to walk down the aisle.

“What’s that surrounding her?”

You searched the particles surrounding Donna, but they were surrounding here, they were here.

“I.. I don’t know..”

Donna began to scream and you watched in horror as he just vanished into thin air.

“Donna!” You and Wilf yelled.

You took him back and tapped his forehead, returning him back to his body and you did the same thing.

Bolting up, you jumped up and pulled your hair away from your eyes, searching around for the familiar orange trail that was your sister.

“Can you find her?!” Wilf rushed out.

You turned around to him and you placed a hand on his shoulder, easing him back on to the sofa.

“I’ll find her, I promise, but you need to stay here.”

“Don’t forget your glasses!”

“Right!”

You grabbed the sunglasses from the table and put them on, then ran outside.

The only problem was that yes you could track her, but you had to follow her entire route for the day, you couldn’t just appear next to her in a physical form.

So you focused on her, and everything else faded away, but even not the trail was contaminated, extremely faint.

You took off running, getting a taxi straight to the wedding and you looked inside, her trail ended here.

Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath.

“Come on Donna…”

Donna sat in the back of the taxi that was speeding away, and she felt panic rising, she didn’t know what to do.

Looking at her hands, she saw the ring you had made for her as a birthday present when you two were teenagers.

Reaching out, she touched it, and when she pulled her hand away, it glew for a split second before going out again.

“Find me…” she whispered.

You snapped your eyes open and you saw the trail as clear as day.

“Donna!”

You began to run again, not caring how long it was going to take, you needed to find her and you needed to find her fast.

While you were chasing her, there was another trail as well, that same gold trail you never could place to anyone, and it was following your sister too along with a red one you hadn’t seen before.

You didn’t know what was creating these two trails, but you didn’t like how close they were to your sister, and there was only one way you were going to find her before they hurt her.

You stood and took a deep breath, letting out body become stardust, become nothing and everything all at the same time.

It was easier to move this way, you linked yourself with the orange particles in front of you and within a second you were on the motor way.

“I can’t do it!” Donna yelled.

“Trust me.” The man spoke.

You could see him, or anything much since you had partially linked yourself with Donna to find her.

“Is that what you said to her? Your friend? The one you lost? Did the trust you?”

“Yes she did, and she’s not dead, she’s so alive. Now jump!”

You could feel her hesitation, and you could feel her hesitation, so you broke the link and sat behind her, and placed a hand on her shoulder.

“(Y/N)…”

“Jump, I’m here..”

And Donna jumped, and you jumped too, taking her hand and pulled her into the strange man you still couldn’t see.

She landed on him, and you landed on the floor with a small thud.

While they weren’t looking you return to your normal physical body, and you quietly hid yourself and waited for it to be clear.

“(Y/N)?” Donna asked.

You still hadn’t come outside, not until whatever you were on stopped and a door wasn’t opened, and you slipped out just after Donna.

“(Y/N)?!” She yelled.

“Who’s (Y/N)?”

“My sister doctor, she was right there!”

“I still am.”

Donna spun around.

“Oh you…”

She ran over and crushed you into a hug, and you smiled softly, hugging her back, letting her hold you tightly.

“It’s okay… I’ve got you… I’ve always got you…”

You stared straight ahead, and the golden trail ended there.

“Who is he?” You asked quietly.

“He calls himself the doctor.”

You nodded a little bit and look at the mass of golden particles that was walking about something you couldn’t make out.

Donna pulled away and she stood between you and the doctor, and she lowered your sunglasses a bit.

“What do you see?” She whispered.

“He’s gold… he is the reason behind the golden trail among everything…”

“Does he know you’re not human…?”

You shook your head and pushed your glasses back up.

“No, I’ll always come across as human it’s okay.”

Donna nodded and she sighed, hugging you again, and you felt eyes burning into you.

So you stared back, and for the first time in his life the doctor felt a sense of unease, he couldn’t see your eyes, but he knew you were looking at him.

And something about the way you looked at him made every single cell in his body want to turn around and run for the hills

[schvmacher47]

Rumour Has It (Pedri x artist! protagonist)

part 2!

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summary: Being dragged along to the studio of Sira's favourite artist, Pedri never thought he would find himself falling in love with this place or even the owner... He quickly found himself looking forward to hearing about the process of the commission his friend placed, dropping by after practice to pick up Ferran's commission and place his own, just to get another reason to see Ana again...

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A few weeks have passed since Ferran has placed his commission...

»Dios mío, I missed you so much!« said Ana and embraced her friend with a wide grin on her lips. It’s been a bit more than a week since her encounter with the two football players, when Ana found herself at the airport, picking up her bestfriend. »It's definitely been too long!«

»If I remember correctly it was you who refused to come to Spain because of your busy exam season.« Ana grinned amused. »It's what it takes to become a doctor I guess.« Ella shrugged, grabbing her suitcase and backpack so they could head for the exit of the airport.

Ella and Ana met when they were still in highschool, 10th grade when they took part in an exchange programme organised by the German school in Barcelona. The DSB, short for 'Deutsche Schule Barcelona, has been partnering with a school in Dortmund for decades and thus made exchanges possible.

Ana still remembers how she arrived in Dortmund, it was January, grey overcast. It was a cold and rainy day when she and the other Spanish students of the German school arrived at the airport where they were picked up by their host families. Ana had been in contact with Ella before, texting so that they could get to know each other beforehand. They hit off, being on the same wavelength immediately. The month Ana spent in Germany was arguably one of the best months she ever had. Ella's family soon became her second family, her parents taking care of her as if she was their own daughter.

Spending the afternoons after school in random cafés, taking the train to Bochum to go shopping in the 'Ruhrpark' or going partying at the weekends. The highlight, despite not being into football, was definitely watching the 'Ruhrpott Derby' Borussia Dortmund against Schalke in the Signal Iduna Park Ana still remembers how Ella couldn’t believe how Ana wasn’t into football.

»If I were you and living in the city of one of the best football clubs in the world, the club Messi plays for, I would be the biggest fan on earth.« – »You already are the biggest football fan on earth, just look at your wardrobe. You have literally more jerseys of Barça than I’ll ever have. You quite literally own the fanshops of both Barça and Dortmund. If you ask me, you’ve got us both covered. I don’t need to be a fan anymore.« – »I’ll still turn you into a football fan.« – »Good luck with that, it might take you a few years.«

A few months later, after the summer holidays, the German students finally came over to Barcelona. Ella immediately fell in love with the city and all the hidden spots Ana showed her during her stay. They would often spend the afternoons exploring the secluded tiny alleys of Barcelona's old town, meeting up with friends or spending the endless hot summer nights at the beach. Ana knew how much of a football fan Ella was, being confronted with her football obsession everyday when she was in Dortmund, the city where arguably everyone was a fan and living for football. Therefore she wanted to return the favour, her family somehow managing to get tickets for the most prestigious match of the league. The Classico.

In these two months that the two of them spent together, they became best friends. The contact never broke off, they messaged each other daily or sent each other long voice messages that soon became a kind of podcast and took turns in visiting each other in the respective country during the holidays. After they graduated from high school, Ella came to Spain for a few months, first spending some time in Barcelona before finally pursuing their road trip plans until Ella had to go back to Germany to start her medical studies.

»You know, I still can't understand why you're putting yourself through all that unnecessary stress for becoming a doctor..« said Ana when they reached her car. »Sometimes I question my decision as well, but« – »There's no buts, your decision is indeed questionable!« – »I have some great news though!« – »You're quitting?!« Ella rolled her eyes as she fastened the seatbelt and Ana started the engine. »No of course not you idiot, why would I quit after I've spent all of my school years working so hard to get good enough of a degree to study anything medicine related.« – »Could still have been possible, if I were you, I wouldn't like to be burnt out by the end of my twenties.« Ana grinned and drove off the airport parking lot. »If you'd let me finish for once, then you'd know that you have the next four to five months to spend time with me..« – »Wait, I think I got lost in translation. What did you just say? Or more like why?« – »Ever heard of 'Erasmus'« – »Yeah.« – »I got accepted and..« – »No way! And you're just telling me now??« Ana shook her head, a grin still finding its way on her lips. »Felt like it'd be a nice surprise... I have all the paperwork with me, I just need to drop them off this week and sign some papers for my flat and then I can start moving.« – »I still can't believe how you didn't tell me. Especially since you normally cannot shut up about anything.« Ana playfully rolled her eyes and nudged Ella’s shoulder when they came to a halt at a red traffic light.

➵ ➵ ➵

»How’s the boyfriend doing?« asked Ella, while she settled in her friend’s apartment, taking in the beautiful view of the colourful houses and roofs. It was obvious that Ana was an artist, even her apartment looked like a little art studio. Paintings were hung on walls, or were standing against walls. Sketches scattered across the dining table, pencils spread out on a piece of paper. The hallway was crammed with packages of new paint and canvases, waiting to be taken to the studio. »Ugh, don’t ask, he’s a pain in the ass.« Ana mumbled, remembering their latest argument about the most unnecessary thing ever. »The usual, men are in general annoying.« Ella sighed, spreading her limbs out on the sofa. »But what would I do to have a hot Spanish boyfriend as well. Felipe and you are literally perfect, just look at you both.« – »I mean, you technically have the next 5 months to try. Yet you’re also the one who says she doesn’t have the time to commit to a relationship.« Ana grinned amusedly. »Studip medical studies!« – »My words, yet you never want to hear them.« Ana propped herself next to Ella on the sofa. »Oh shut it, not everyone can be as talented as you and make that much money during their studies.« – »I know, it sucks to not be me.« she grinned, putting her hair in a low ponytail.

»Just shut it, or I’m going to ruin your day by telling you what I’ve planned for us this evening!« »Oh good god. I can see where this is going.« Ana buried her face in one of the pillows on her sofa, she already suspected what was about to happen to her. »Don’t be like that, it’s not even as bad as you always say it is. And besides, I need to make good use of my time here. And you’ll just have to go along with it today.« Ana pressed herself deeper into the pillow and mumbled something unintelligible. »You’re lucky I like you so much…« – »I know, and I’m going to take full advantage of that today.« Ella grinned contentedly as Ana lifted her head and propped herself up on her forearms.

Ella had already found what she was looking for and was now waving two blue and red cards in the air. A wide grin spread across her lips as she watched her friend's reaction. Ana stared at her with an indefinable look, her eyes alternating between Ella's grin and the blue and red cards. Something in her gaze changed, and Ella knew that Ana would like to snatch the cards out of her hand and destroy them.

Over the years, Ella still hadn't managed to convince Ana of her passion for football. Even though she was so committed to it and even offered to explain everything to her. But Ana more or less refused every time. The games she was forced to watch because Ella dragged her to the stadium almost every time she was in Barcelona, or because her sister insisted that Ana watched the group games in Seville, had stressed her out so much that she didn't even feel the urge to get involved with football one more time. But Ella didn't give up, hoping that Barcelona, who were slowly returning to their old form and were convincing with their new young stars, could enchant Ana and finally convince her of the beauty of football.

»I hate you.« – »You love me.« Ana gave up and buried her face in the pillow again. »I should’ve known better and gotten prepared as soon as you said you were going to visit me during your semester break. It was so predictable that this was going to happen.« – »What do you expect me to do? Come to Barcelona without seeing them play for the first time since they’ve been taken over by Xavi and are getting great again?« Ella took another pillow and threw it at Ana, who just just groaned in despair. »I expected you to spend time with me, not to drag me somewhere to watch 22 men kick a ball for 90 minutes. I would much rather go out and have a fancy dinner somewhere.« – »We can still do that some other day.« Ana huffed, pushing herself up again. She couldn't wrap her head around how someone could be that obsessed with football. Ana also wasn’t oblivious to the fact that Barcelona has been underperforming for the past couple of seasons, having to deal with Ella’s outbursts after every important match they lost. Such as the 5 Classicos they lost in a row. Yet Ana knew that she had to accept her fate and do her friend the favour of joining her to watch that football match.

That’s how Ana ended up in the Camp Nou hours later. She sank deeper into the soft material of her coat keeping an eye on Ella who was, despite not being there for the first time, seemingly amazed by the astonishing atmosphere. »They better not play like shit, or else this was the last time I'll accompany you.« Ana grumbled and crossed her arms in front of her upper body. Ella just shook her head, knowing damn well that the chances of them playing yet another shitty match were pretty high. »It’s not even that bad..« – »Oh really, must have all been a dream then when you complained about their shitty form for hours over voice messages.« – »Things can change, you know. With the new generation coming through, my hopes are getting up again. They’ve brought up some young talents from ‘La Masia’. It’s looking very promising, the younger players are fun to watch.« Ella gushed, pulling Ana up from her seat as the first notes of the anthem sounded from the speakers. »I actually know about that.« – »Woah, how? – »I have my ways..« Ana smirked, listening to over 80 thousand people sing the anthem.

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pedri

I thought you weren't a fan and only watching when it's the Euros or World Cup?

ana_hernandez Don't get your hopes up too high, I was dragged, or more like forced, along by a friend

pedri

You should feel honoured that she picked you to come a long to see the best club in the world play in the most beautiful stadium ever!

ana_hernandez I'm her only friend in Barcelona... You think really highly of yourself, is it a common trait when being a professional football player?

pedri

It's common knowledge that the Camp Nou is the most beautiful stadium in the world... Did you enjoy it?

ana_hernandez I think so... Well I actually expected you to play like shit after Ella, my friend, told me about how shitty Barcelona has been the past couple of seasons

pedri

Thanks😦

ana_hernandez Jokes aside, I wouldn't have thought that players as young as you and that friend of yours could be so gallant on the pitch... I'm impressed

pedri

Glad to hear that! Are you planning to see another match?

ana_hernandez Ella already told me she's going to drag me to another one...

pedri

Make sure to wear my jersey then

ana_hernandez In your dreams Ella has tried to make me wear jerseys a million times, has never worked out, will never work out

pedri

Challenge accepted.

Are you by any chance in the studio tomorrow?

ana_hernandez I am, but not until late in the afternoon.. Why?

pedri

Just wondering...

[whoficky]

A Bit of Everywhere - Chapter 1

Sequel to Neither Here Nor There. Definitely read that before reading this!

Note: Holy cow, I'm finally posting this! After years of outlining and getting distracted by other projects, I'm diving back into this one.

Rating: T

Pairing: 10th Doctor X Rose Tyler

Work Summary: Rose and the Doctor are eager to get back to their old life of travel and adventure, but it's not as simple as running off into the stars. They now have two different universes to call home, their relationship to figure out, and a lot of recovering to do.

Chapter 1

Jackie Tyler sipped from a delicate china cup and sighed when the clock over the sink told her only three minutes had passed since the last time she’d checked.  She wondered how she was going to fill the rest of the afternoon in this big empty mansion until Tony got home from school and footie practice.  She’d been foolish to dismiss the staff early today with the gloomy mood she’d felt coming on.  Now she didn’t even have the murmur of their bustling in the background to keep her company.  

She briefly considered ringing a car and going to pick Tony up early, but quickly thought better of it.  Her normally brash little boy had gotten skittish about certain things - late night phone calls, his parents picking him up from school instead of the nanny, any unexpected breaks in his routine.  The five-year-old was tough, but losing his big sister, his hero, had left its mark.  No, she’d just have to wait the extra time for Tony to get home.  She’d figure out some way to keep busy in the meantime.  

Keeping busy - that was the key to surviving this.  She’d learned a thing to two about grief when she’d lost her first Pete.  Though this new loss was so much worse, she knew the same old rules applied.  She knew if she stayed busy, if she didn’t let her mind wander, the pain of her missing daughter could be contained to a dull ache in her chest.  Sometimes she felt guilty for packaging it all up and trying not to think about Rose.  But if she didn’t keep her heartbreak and worry in check, Jackie wouldn’t be able to function.  She still had a husband and little boy who needed her.  She had to stay strong for them.    

And she could.  She could find it in her to carry on, to push all the pain down until it was hidden in the deepest parts of her.  She could do it…well, most of the time.  But in moments like this, when her socialite friends had finished brunch and left for their own errands, and it was still hours until Tony got home, there was nothing to distract her.  So, she dwelled.  At least for a little while.  She sipped at her tea and thought back on the horrible past year.  

 Jackie had missed her daughter when she’d gone back to America for her third year at uni, but the feeling had been mixed with hope as she saw Rose working so hard to build a better life for herself.  Though she worried about Rose running herself into the ground with all her studies, Jackie had thought her daughter actually seemed happy on occasion at that big fancy school.  Being just a regular girl around regular people her own age had done Rose some good.  And Jackie had thought, quite falsely, that her daughter was safe in that American college town far away from the press and Torchwood and bloody aliens.

But then her Rose had been taken.  There had been no sign of her little girl in months, and even when Jackie was fooling herself the most, she couldn’t imagine that Rose was safe.  Dead, probably.  And that wasn’t even the worst case scenario Jackie’s mind had come up with.  She’d talked to Rose’s mate Kimberly plenty of times about the night Rose was kidnapped.  Jackie knew about the bus footage of Rose fighting that goopy alien.  She knew about the blood and the busted mobile.  She’d seen the photos, though she wished she hadn’t.  They’d been in a folder she’d accidentally knocked off Pete’s desk in the early days after Rose’s disappearance.  Back then, when it had just happened and there was still hope, Jackie had spent a lot of time in her husband’s Torchwood office.  She’d wanted to be there to get updates as they came in.  

That terrible evening, Pete had found her kneeling on the floor a shaking mess, crying hysterically with grisly photographs scattered around her.  He’d sat next to her on the generic office carpet and just held her as she sobbed.  She reckons that was when she first realized she’d probably never see her daughter again.  Somehow, her and Pete had gotten themselves stitched back together before it was time to head home to take over for the nanny and put Tony to bed.  And that is what life had been ever since.  Her and Pete were just holding themselves together for each other and Tony.  What else could they do?  Any lead in Rose’s case had gone cold months ago.  Jackie knew she’d likely just have to live with never knowing what happened to her daughter.  It was just like that horrid year when Rose went missing off the estate, except this time it would last the rest of her life.

Catching a tear rolling down her cheek, Jackie wiped at it angrily and stood up, determined to find something to do.  The house was too quiet.  She was too…alone.  She needed to distract herself.  She’d bake, she decided.  She had all this obscenely expensive cookware now.  She should make some use of it.  She’d turn on the kitchen telly, get lost in someone else’s melodramatic story, and make Tony a snack that was far more elaborate than a five-year-old warranted.

And so, she was elbows deep in a batch of lemon-scented dough when she heard it.  

For half a second, Jackie brushed it off as some wind through the trees.  But as that wheezing, alien sound pulsed and grew louder, she froze, flushing with recognition.  

After all these years…  

“The heartbeat of the Universe” Rose had called it when they’d gotten tipsy off cheap box wine one evening.  Jackie didn’t know about all that, but there was something about that sound.  Rose had seemed to always be listening for it.  And since she’d lost her daughter, Jackie realized she had taken up the mantle.       

Taking time only to wipe the worst of the sticky dough off her hands, Jackie was off, running as fast as her stiff knees would allow towards the sound of the TARDIS.  If she wasn’t mistaken, it was coming from her front garden.  And wasn’t it just like the bloody alien to annihilate her carefully sculpted hedges when he landed.

The sun nearly blinded her as she ran down the front steps, but Jackie just shielded her eyes and searched for a special sort of blue out of the greens and pinks of her late summer garden.  And there it was, smoking slightly and crushing her hedges, as she’d guessed.

Jackie wheeled to a stop in front of that damned and wonderful blue box, heart pounding.  She dared to hope that maybe Rose was in there.  The last time her daughter had gone missing she’d come back that way.  It was all Jackie could do to stay still and wait for the doors to squeak open.

When they finally did, it wasn’t her Rose who greeted her, but a beaming Doctor - rudely looking not a day older than the last time she’d seen him.  

“Jackie! Long time, no see!” he grinned before sweeping her up into an unexpected hug.  She barely returned the embrace, glad as she was to see him.  As soon as he set her down, she couldn’t seem to stop the desperate words from pouring out.

“Have you come to find her?” She asked, the edge of tears in her voice, “Because she’s gone Doctor!  Rose is gone and it’s been months and we’ve done all we can and maybe she’s dead like everyone says, but now you’re here, and I’ve seen you do some ‘mazing things and -”

“Mum!” the sound of her daughter’s voice brought Jackie to an abrupt halt.  Before she had time to fully realize what was happening, her daughter, her precious little girl was rushing into her arms.

“Oh sweetheart!” Jackie cried, wrapping her daughter in a tight embrace, “Oh Rose, you’re safe.  I thought - ” 

“Rose!  No!” the Doctor cut in, sounding panicked of all things.  

A moment later, Jackie found out why.  Rose jerked with a little cry of pain and Jackie found herself struggling to support her daughter’s weight as she sank towards the ground.  The Doctor leapt forward, taking Rose into his arms and easing her fall.  He was so careful, so gentle as he cradled her in his lap.  It was a stark contrast to the anger that replaced his alarm once she was settled in his arms. 

 “What in Rassilon’s name do you think you’re doing?!” he hissed, “What part about ‘stay here’ and ‘wait for me’ didn’t you understand?  You can’t do this Rose!  You can’t keep doing this to me.  You can’t keep making me watch you - ooooff!”  Jackie cuffed him soundly in the back of the head.  

“Don’t you yell at my daughter!” she stormed, overcome with emotion and fully prepared to let it all loose on him.  That bloody alien!  Jackie was sure all this was somehow his fault.  All those months of hearing nothing - probably his rubbish driving again.    

“Mum!  Stop, ’s ok!” Rose tried to break in.

“Oh no, I’ll not have him sauntering back here, ruining half my garden and -”

“Mum, please!” Rose said reaching out towards Jackie until the motion caused her to wince in pain.

Where Rose’s pleading had failed, her obvious discomfort caught Jackie’s attention and cooled her ire.  She sank down next to the pair of them, taking Rose’s hand in both of hers.  Now that she had a moment to really look at her daughter, Jackie noticed the battered state she was in.  What she had thought were odd shadows was actually mottled bruising all over Rose’s skin.  Her eyes were dull and sunken and blimey, was she pale.  Jackie wondered how Rose had even made it out of the TARDIS with the large splint that went from one ankle all the way up above her hips.

“Oh Rose,” she gasped, “Oh sweetheart, what happened to you?  What hurts?  What can I do?”    

After a few deep breaths, Rose squeezed Jackie’s hand and panted, “’M fine Mum.”  At the Doctor’s snort she amended, “Well, not fine, not yet, but I will be.  Got the Doctor lookin’ after me,” she offered a warm smile up at the still cross-looking Doctor before focusing back on Jackie, “S’ not his fault I’m a bad patient.  None of this is his fault.  He was taken too.  I’m so - I’m so sorry I’ve been gone…” her voice cracked as her face crumpled on the last sentence. 

“Oh Rose, none of that now,” Jackie wiped at her own tears with her free hand, “Look, you’ve got me goin’ too.”

The Doctor helped Rose sit up and then gently guided her into Jackie's arms.  She wrapped her daughter in a careful hug and stroked her hair, “Oh sweetheart, it’s alright.  I’m here,” she soothed even as she cried with relief and confusion and, oh, about a hundred other things. “I missed you so much, love.  It’s all ok now though.  You’re back.  I got you back.”

Rose slowly settled as Jackie continued to rub her back like she’d done since she was a little girl.  Didn’t matter if was a skinned knee on the playground or a bloke being a prat.  Didn’t matter if Jackie was a mess herself.  She always had her arms open for her daughter.   

“Thanks Mum,” Rose sniffed finally, “I missed you too.  I missed you so much.”

“What happened sweetheart?” Jackie asked again, “Where have you been?  It’s been months!”   She met the Doctor’s eyes over Rose’s shoulder, silently pleading for information.

 “Jackie,” he said calmly, “We’ll explain everything, I promise, but we’ve had quite the bumpy trip here, and I think it would be best for Rose to go lay down.  Now.”

And just like that, Jackie was in Mum Mode.  She could fix this.  Rose was alive and here, and finally, there was something Jackie could do.

 “‘Course!” she said, leaning back on her heels once she was sure Rose could sit up on her own without support, “There’s the big sofa in the family room.  Or your room’s still there, sweetheart.  Haven’t changed a thing.  Knew you’d come back to me.”  Jackie hoped that neither of them could hear lie in that last bit.

“I think…my bedroom, yeah?” Rose sniffed, “I don’t - I can’t - with the staff hovering about, and…Tony’s not here is he?  You should talk to him before he sees me...”

“Don’t you worry about any of that.  I already sent the staff home for the day, and Tony’s still at school.  Can you make it to your room ok?”

“The Doctor’ll help me,” her daughter looked over at him and Jackie didn’t miss the love and trust in her gaze.  A look he returned, looking completely besotted.  

“Look at you two,” Jackie smiled, “Finally figured things out then, did ya?”

“Later mom,” Rose rolled her eyes, but the blush on her cheeks and the smile she was trying to hide told the story.

“Oh alright,” Jackie conceded.  For the moment, at least.  “Let’s head to your room then.”

But before Jackie got up to head back towards the house, she cupped Rose’s face.  “Oh sweetheart, I’m so happy you’re home.”

“Me too Mum,” Rose said, although Jackie didn’t miss how her eyes flicked towards the TARDIS when she said it.  Before Jackie could ruminate on that too much, she pushed herself up off the grass.

“Well let’s go then,” she beckoned.  The Doctor swept Rose up into his arms like she weighted nothing and Jackie led them both back towards the mansion.

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⠀⠀ ⠀───── ❝ ABOUT ME ❞ ─────

#MOONSONG #BITTERSWEET #CAREBEAR ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #AUSTRID

ASTRIDSHIFTS | 19 | Virgo | Engaged | Shifted | Bisexual | Demi-Girl / Non-Binary | Uses She/They pronouns | @BAUSPAM on tiktok | 18+ MDNI

⠀⠀ ⠀───── ❝ MAIN DRS ❞ ─────

— Harry Potter

— Lie To Me

— Criminal Minds

—Doctor who (University AU)

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Fred Weasley (21, Hogwarts Uni)

Storm Malfoy (20, Hogwarts Uni)

Aaron Hotchner (40, Criminal Minds)

[REDACTED] (35, Fame DR)

Greg House (40, House MD)

Cal Lightman (40, Lie to Me)

⠀───── ❝ EXTENDED DR LIST ❞ ─────

Bridgerton

Charmed (1998)

Criminal Minds (Bakery)

Criminal Minds (DBF DR)

Criminal Minds (Enemies to lovers)

Doctor Who (10th doctor/Timelady DR)

Doctor Who (11th doctor)

Doctor Who (12th doctor/University DR

Fame DR (Actress)

Fame DR (Author)

Grey’s Anatomy Groupshift

Gilmore Girls

Harry Potter (Fred Weasley)

Harry Potter Universe (groupshift)

Harry Potter (Storm Malfoy endgame)

House M.D

Lie to me

MCU X Harry Potter (Wanda’s daughter)

Queen Charlotte

The Queen’s Gambit

[nightingale2004]

Victorious next gen: Beck x Jade vers.

Damien Nolan Oliver West

Faceclaim: Felix Mallard

Damien is the son of famous award winning actor Beck Oliver and the famous director, screenwriter, and filmmaker Jade West

Damien also has an older sister in college named Janessa

When Jade and Oliver first graduated from Hollywood arts, they were married a few years shortly after that, along with getting into their careers.

But when Janessa and Damien were kids, they officially filed for divorce, and Beck gained custody over the kids

Damiens's older sister attends college to become a doctor while Damien is in Hollywood arts

Damien has a love for poetry, acting, film, photography, and creative writing

Damien creates the most strange yet beautiful stories and poems, but he never shows it to anyone but his mom or sister

Despite living with his dad, he visits his mom a lot and is pretty much the only one (other than Tori and Beck) to help calm her down when she's spiraling

Loves both his parents but hates seeing them fight

He has a black pitbull dog named Buster that his parents gave him for his 10th birthday

Huge dog person

Likes to take charge....A LOT

He mostly takes after his dad, but his dark side shows a lot which comes straight from his mother

Loves watching his mother's movies

Has a soft spot for the Vega family

He and Melody are besties

Talks with his sister a lot or tries to talk with her when he doesn't want to talk with anyone else

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+ Robbie x Cat vers.

Evangeline Mia Shapiro Valentine

Faceclaim: Abby Ryder Fortson

Evangeline is the daughter of famous comedian and minor musician Robbie Shapiro and famous award winning singer and actress Cat Valentine

Evangeline goes by Eva, Angel, Angie, or Mia for short

She is the youngest in the group and attends Hollywood arts

She has most of her father's looks, but she has her mother eyes

When Eva was old enough, she put in red streaks in her hair to match her mother's hair color when she was younger

Rex creeps her out a bit but at the same time, he makes her smile and laugh a lot

Everyone loves Eva and are completely soft for her, even their kids

She also inherited her father's intelligence.

She has a love for acting and singing and is always looking to improve

Like her mom, she also has a Bibble addiction

She is a ray of sunshine and she loves it

Loves making people happy

Doesn't know a lot about her mom's family, but she has met her uncle on many occasions when Cat would call him for favors or help him to the hospital

She only wears glasses to read (she's far sighted)

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✧Masterlist✧

heh, this is my first Masterlist so I'm still trying to learn how to use Tumblr don't be mad and yeah I'll still try to add my work for the future. And I'm the type of person who doesn't take requests because I don't believe in myself to fulfill the ideas you give me to make so I only make fanfics based on my ideas only because for me it's comfortable and makes it easy for me to write.

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Sherlock Holmes (BBC)

• The Serpent And The Raven ⟬ series ⟭ ⫷ Harry Potter X BBC Sherlock X Good Omens ⫸

• Forever (Sherlock x dead! Wife reader)

• Sixth Sense (Sherlock x platonic! Reader)

• Too Many Secrets (Sherlock x twin sister! Reader)

• Too Many Secret Part 2 (Sherlock x twin sister! Reader)

• A detective and a part time dad (Sherlock x Wife! Reader ft Baby)

• Listen Before I Go (Sherlock x Fem! Reader)

• Sherlock² ( Sherlock x Fem Sherlock! Reader)

• Being Sherlock's wife and going through the pregnancy would include

• Experiments? ( Sherlock x Emotionless Fem! Reader)

• Drunken Love (Sherlock x Wife! Reader)

• Meat Part 1 (Sherlock x Ghoul Fem! Reader) Tokyo Ghoul AU

• Not Good Enough (Sherlock x Daughter! Reader)

Doctor Strange (Marvel)

• Unspoken Love ⟬ series ⟭

•A Silent Voice (S.Strange x Mute! Female reader)

• Husband Material (Defender Strange x wife! Reader)

• I Can't Handle Change (S.Strange x Fem! Reader)

• No Way ( S. Strange x wife! Reader)

• I'm Not Coming Home (S. Strange x fem! Reader)

Doctor Who (BBC)

• Lost in Time and Space ⟬ series ⟭ ⫷ Marvel x Doctor Who ⫸

• Little Companion (10th Doctor x child! Reader)

• Adore (10th/14th Doctor x fem! Reader)

• The Silence Is So Loud ( 10th Doctor x fem! Reader)

Good Omens (PRIME)

• Being blind and dating Crowley would include:

• Human dating Aziraphale would include:

• Little Star (Ineffable Husbands x toddler! Reader)

• Being short and married to Ineffable Hubbys would include:

• Our Star (Ineffable Hubbys x baby fem! Reader)

• Grumpy Star ( Ineffable hubbys x toddler fem! Reader)

• Come With Me ( Crowley x Fem Angel! Reader x Aziraphale)

• Don't Go (Crowley x Human Fem! Reader)

• Touch (Crowley x Blind Fem! Reader)

• Not So Little Star (Ineffable hubbys x toddler fem! Reader)

Loki Laufeyson (Marvel)

•Under the root of Yggdrasil (Loki x Fem! Reader)

Severus Snape (Harry Potter)

•Late Night Potions (Severus Snape x wife! Reader)

• In The Afterlife (Severus Snape x Dead! Reader)

• You Can Rest Now ( Severus Snape x Wife! Reader)

• I'm His- ( Severus Snape x Wife! reader)

Arthur Morgan (Red Dead Redemption 2)

Not yet. Still in the process of getting to know him and the storylines..

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My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Jan 20 - Going Down (Stephen Strange x reader)

Done because I collapsed this morning (not unconscious though)

You hadn't even seen it coming until it happened. One minute you were standing around with Stephen, and the next you felt the (now familiar) hum of your ears ringing.

Deep breaths, you reminded yourself gently. Just breathe Y/N, you're fine.

The room started spinning as you stood, and you reached an arm out onto Stephen's shoulder.

"Y/N? Are you okay, what's happening?"

The sound of your soft mumbling is the loudest thing you've ever heard over the silence of the library. "The rooms spinning."

"Did you drink water today?"

"No."

"Let's go get you a glass, okay?"

You whisper back something affirmative, but you can't get yourself to move. He stays by your side, his arm around your back as you start swaying.

You mumble his name as you start falling, hitting your shoulder on the wall as he helps lower you. "Oh shit...you're okay Y/N, just breathe alright?"

He sits there next to you as you take in air slowly, his hand running over your arm slowly. "Are you feeling better?"

"A little bit."

He hums back, pulling you closer to him. "Try to take it slowly today okay?"

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156 notes - Posted January 20, 2022

#4

Guitar Lessons | E. Munson

Summary | Eddie teaching you how to play his guitar

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Reader

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243 notes - Posted July 4, 2022

#3

Hey, you take requests, right? Could u write headcanons for Draco Malfoy with a gf who's prone to fainting?

Sure thing Anon! Sorry it took me so long to reply to this, i've been extremely busy with Exams and such. Now onto the headcanons :)

- Draco could always see the telltale signs that you were about to faint

- The way your hands started shaking, the way your breathing suddenly became more shallow, the way you squeezed your eyes shut, and of course the fact that you seemed to be swaying on your feet

- He'd be behind you in the blink of an eye, his hand on the small of your back

- If you were in public, he'd find a place for you to sit down and hold you close to him

- If you were in the castle, he'd try and get you back to your dorms as soon as possible. He knows you prefer not to be around so many people when this happens

- When you do faint, he'd be right beside you, making sure you didn't get hurt during the fall

- He's always there when you wake up again, brushing his fingers over your hair and telling you that it's okay, darling. Everything's alright.

320 notes - Posted March 3, 2022

#2

The Bakers Daughter | E. Munson

Summary | The story of how the "town freak" started dating the baker's daughter

Pairing | Eddie Munson x Shy!Fem!Reader

Reader Notes | Reader just moved to Hawkins and her family owns the local bakery.

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574 notes - Posted July 3, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I just think theres something so beautiful about holding someone so extremely gently because you're scared to put pressure on them in fear that they'll break. When they've spent the last few minutes crying into your shoulder because they're tired, or stressed, or just had a bad day and they need to be near you and just be vulnerable, and now they've fallen asleep against you and you're gently running your fingers over their back and you want to help them lay down but you don't want them to wake up so you just let them lean against you as their breath fans against your neck and you just let your head softly rest on top of theirs and eventually you fall asleep holding them. Theres something so beautifully raw about that.

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