#female doctor who

[madhatter0309]

I want another female Doctor

I want another female Master

women

[shuichiakainx]

[hollow-keys]

Instinctively calling for Jamie FOUR regenerations later.

[run-clever-boy]

Hey! Could I request some Twelve smut? Maybe when he was blind/relying on touch a lot? Thanks in advance love you bye!

I have been wanting to write something like this for SOOOO long!! Thank you sm!!!! I’m so sorry that this took me forever to write, hope you are satisfied!!

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Inch by Inch - 12th Doctor x Reader

Blind! 12th doctor x Fem!Companion!Reader

Words: 3,247

Summary: The doctor is having a tough time dealing with the complications of being blind. A companion of his and a very understanding reader is willing to help him navigate, but will he let her?

Warnings: Smut!! Minors DNI!!!, Oral Sex (Fem Receiving), Unprotected sex (0/10 do not recommend), Nipple play, dirty talk if you squint

You walked out of your room on the TARDIS as you heard some clambering downstairs. You assumed the doctor got into something he shouldn’t have and wanted to make sure he wasn’t hurt.

“Doctor! Wait a minute stay where you are! I’m coming!” You yell down stairs as you come running down.

You abandon trying to put on your t-shirt, considering he can’t see you anyway. You start picking up the pace in your bra and sleep shorts. You tried not to think about the fact that you would be so exposed in front of the man you’ve admired (More romantically than you care to admit) for years. It was the middle of the night after all, but you knew the doctor never slept.

You run into the console room to see the doctor surrounded by bits and pieces of some alien technology you didn’t recognize. What was most important was that he was lying on the ground, and you needed to help him.

You rush over and grab him by the arm to pull him up and onto one of the chairs surrounding the console. “Doctor? Doctor are you alright??” You say worriedly, checking over his figure to make sure he isn’t injured. “What were you doing up?”

“I’m fine, Y/n, I promise” He says, stopping your frantic hands with his own, smoothing over your skin with his own. “Even with the glasses, the depth perception just isn’t on point” He says, his hand moving further up your arm.

“I am getting a med kit, there is no way you haven’t hurt yourself by now” You say, trying to get him steady. Once he looks steady you quickly turn on your heels and hear an exasperated sigh behind you as you leave to get the kit.

You return just as quickly as you left, walking quickly to ensure he doesn’t do anything stupid. You see him exactly where you left him. You can see him lean back against the console, clearly exhausted.

“You there y/n?” He questions

“Any time you need me, I will be” you quip back. You take out the neosporin and bandaids you loaded up a med kit with and help him fix up the scrapes on his hands. He scratched those up most often when he would try to catch himself as he ran into items around the TARDIS, despite the amount of clutter you cleaned up for him.

You help him up onto a chair that sat near the console, grabbing onto his arm firmly for support. He settles in the chair and takes his glasses off, running his hands over his eyes. You can see just how exhausted he is. You know that time lords don’t need hardly any sleep, but you assume the blindness has been taking its toll on him.

“Are you alright now doctor?” You ask timidly.

“I’m fine, you don’t need to fuss over me. In fact, I truly hate it when people fuss over me. You worry too much-”

“I worry with reason, doctor.” You interrupt.

He stops for a second, and exhales. “But you shouldn’t have to” he says quietly. His voice is shaky and there was a different inflection behind that than you expected. He can’t look you in the eye, but you know it’s not just his sight that’s bothering him.

“Doctor, what’s wrong?”

“You shouldn’t have to worry about me, Y/n. I’m supposed to take care of you, that’s how this works” He replies somberly. He can’t look you in the eye but he somehow finds you hand and holds it in both of his own.

“Doctor you do so much, I can take care of you too”

He brings your hand up to his lips gently. He stands up and brings you up to stand with him. He runs his hand along the seat to find his glasses and puts them back on, hitting a button on the side that presumably helps him navigate.

“I appreciate your help more than you know, Y/n. I have been a burden and I know that, please don't protest that. It's not easy having to take care of a stubborn blind man."

You chuckle a little. There was no doubt that he was stubborn. Even more so now that he was blind.

"Follow me" He says, squeezing your hand and turning to go down the stairs and into the halls of the TARDIS.

"I feel like that should be the other way around, Stevie Wonder"

"Shut up"

You can hear his smile in his voice as he says it. He very carefully weaves in and out of the halls of the TARDIS.

"Where are we going?"

"Surprise" His Scottish accent putting emphasis on the word.

"Well aren't we 'doctor mysterio' today” You quip back quietly. He turns his head and gives you the ‘shut up’ look. (Well almost, the angle was a bit off but you can’t blame him)

He arrives at a dark blue door, with some gold circular Galifreyan details. You recognize the language after spending so many years traveling with the doctor. You’ve seen him write in it once or twice, and you always found it mesmerizing. He’s tracing the pattern on the door with his free hand and you can’t help but stare. He turns the door knob and opens the room then walks in with you still in tow. You are just now able to see the room and look around properly. It’s a bedroom with a large bed in the middle which looks like it hasn’t been touched. It’s perfectly made with TARDIS blue sheets. You turn to see bookshelves filled to the brim with books, records, CDs, and pictures lining every wall. More Gallifreyan detailing is on the ceiling and sparkles like stars in the night. The room takes your breath away. Then everything click in your brain as you turn to face the doctor.

“Is this… your room, doctor?” You ask tentatively.

“It is” He replies. “It’s hardly ever used, other than storage lately. Considering the whole ‘Time lords don’t sleep’ ordeal” He smiles.

“It’s amazing” You say in awe.

“I thought you might like it”

He unclasped his hand from yours and ran it up your arm. You couldn’t help but shudder at the action, but your attempt to hide the shaky breath you let out was futile. He ran his hand down your side in an attempt to be able to guide you around by having his hand on your lower back only to discover that your side was exposed. You chose this particular moment to curse yourself for not putting on your t-shirt before running down stairs.

His movements froze when he felt your skin beneath his fingertips. You can feel you cheeks heat up and it quickly spreads throughout your body as your embarrassment floods through you.

“I- s-sorry” you mutter quietly, looking at the floor and shifting uncomfortably. You are all of a sudden way too aware that his hand still hasn’t left your side.

“What for?” He says quietly.

“Not wearing more, I guess” You stutter through and start nervously laughing.

There is a silence between you for a minute when he suddenly moves his hand against you waist. He finds a good grip against your side and gently pulls you in front of him so he’s facing you.

“That’s no reason to be sorry, Y/n” He says quietly, his face close to yours. “The only regret I have is not being able to see you right now”

You freeze in shock for a few moments. You feel your breath caught in your throat. All you can focus on is how the doctor’s hand is trailing up your side and across your chest. His hand finally stops when it finds the side of your face and his thumb glides over your bottom lip. You stay there frozen, finally letting out the breath you were holding. He could hear the shaky-ness in your voice and smiled at you. He was nervous too, you could tell (As much as he tried to hide it)

Just then you felt him tug you closer and you feel his lips touch yours. You could feel the hesitation in his movements so you pressed back against him. You could feel him instantly relax and get more bold with you. You move your hands up the smooth fabric of his suit jacket and wrap your arms around his neck. The one hand on your waist pulled you to him and you could feel the fabric he was wearing against your skin. You gasp and part your lips, allowing him to deepen the kiss. He felt like he was every where, just overloading your senses. You ran your hands through his hair, needing him closer. You two move backward until your back hits the bookshelves behind you. You wince slightly at the contact not expecting it. He breaks the kiss for a moment, taking a second to breath.

“Are you alright?” He asks, evidently out of breath.

“Yes, god yes” You say, equally out of breath. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this” it comes out as more of a confession than you meant it to be.

“I wish I could see your face, see your reactions to my touch” He says, bending down so the sound of his voice is in your ear. “But feeling you is incredibly worth it”

He kisses behind your ear and down your neck. He stops at your pulse points and sucks a hickey onto your neck and you use all of your self control to not let out the moans threatening to break free. Whimpers keep escaping as his lips work your neck and his hands are tracing your figure and exploring every inch of your body. Savoring every touch. He is running his hands and lips all over you as if to create a mental map of your body and memorize how you react. Certain touches leave you breathless, arching your back, goosebumps along your skin, and heartbeat skyrocketing.

“So responsive, love” He groans into your skin, hiding his cocky smirk behind explorative kisses.

He pulls you closer in an attempt to move to a different location, not that you minded. He guides you in the general direction of his bed, but stumbles as you both hit the edge of it. He uses the opportunity to wrap his broad hands around your waist, stroking your sides up and down from your ribs to your hips. He kisses you feverishly while he clumsily gets himself onto the bed and on top of you as you guide him. You run your hands up the fabric of his suit and gently guide the jacket off of his shoulders. He takes the hint and slips his arm out of it, tossing it carelessly to the side of the room, having no clue where it landed. You reach to unbutton his waistcoat and shirt while he pulls you closer to him by your hips. He helps you with the many buttons on his clothes in between his explorations of your body. You get everything off of his body and run your hands over the pale skin there. You can feel the roughness of him underneath your fingertips as you trace his body. He runs his hands wherever he can reach on you. From your neck, down your body, worshiping your hips and waist, and further down the run his hands over your legs. All he could want right now is to take all the time in the world to commit your every curve to memory.

His hands come underneath you and fumble around, searching for and then unclasping your bra and throwing it to the side. His lips leave yours for a moment and you almost whine at the absence.

“Show me where you want me”

His Scottish brogue is even deeper than normal. His breath is uneven and his attraction is evident within it. You know what he means now, he wants you to guide him.

You tangle your hands in his silver hair and gently pull his lips to your pulse point. He attacks the spot, licking and sucking hard. He moves just under your jaw and hits the amazing spot on your neck and a moan comes flying out of your mouth before you can stop it. He smirks into your skin as you mutter incoherent apologies. Ignoring your words, he puts more work into that spot, nibbling at the sensitive skin there which has you biting your lip in a failed attempt at concealing your whines. Your hips grind on nothing, begging for some sort of attention and the doctor presses his knee between your thighs to give you just that.

He glides his hands over your shorts and slips a finger into your waistband and slides the smooth material down your legs. You skillfully undo his trousers and he kicks them off.

You run your hands down his soft stomach and go to reach under the waistband of his boxers when his hand comes down and catches yours.

“You’ve done enough taking care of me as of late. Let me take care of you”

With that he resumes his kisses to your skin but then ventures them down your body. He roughly kisses the sensitive spots on your collar bone and then kisses the valley between your breasts. He searches for and then palms your tit, then kisses around until he finds you nipple on your other, taking it into his mouth. He licks over the hard bud lightly then puts a sudden but not unwelcome amount of pressure on it with his teeth. His other hand uses his fingers to roll your nipple between his fingers and pinches it allowing the very little pain to morph into complete pleasure. He switches his hand and mouth to give attention to both and you can barely think. Your breaths have run completely ragged and you can’t even bother to try and die down your moans. The whines escaping your lips go straight to the doctor’s cock and you can only imagine how hard he is for you. The inability to see you is only heightening every other sense he has and you are overwhelming them all.

He lowers his attention to your stomach, his hands running down the grope at the sensitive flesh of your inner thighs. He can hear you, touch you, hell even smell you. All he wants to do now is taste you.

He runs his fingers over the cotton fabric of your underwear and you raise your hips involuntarily to meet his touch. He chuckles lightly at your enthusiasm and you curse him for his cockiness in your mind. He decides he’s wasted enough time so he slides your panties off and runs a finger through your folds. He groans when he feels just how wet he made you. He can’t wait any longer.

All of a sudden you can feel him everywhere. Licking stripes up and down all over you. Sucking your clit in his mouth. Sliding fingers around your entrance. It’s incredible and so much to take in at once. He has you bucking your hips into his hands and whining for him. He slides 1 finger into you. It’s just enough for you to squeeze onto. He continues his ministrations while curling that one finger to reach a spot inside of you that you had never felt before. Your eyes rolled back into you head and your back arched. You were so breathless even your moans had turned almost silent. He pressed his weight into your hips to stop their frantic movement as he added another finger which prodded at the most intimate areas he could possibly find. You didn’t even have time to think about the embarrassment that came with coming so quickly as you let out a desperate moan and your vision went blank. All you could feel was the white-hot sensation of the pleasure flooding through your every nerve. You could hear the praise and groans coming from the man you so desperately loved distantly as your consciousness came back to you. You didn’t realize that you were gripping his silver curls tightly as you came on his fingers. What you did see when you look down, however, was the Doctor licking his fingers clean with one hand and stroking his impossibly hard erection with the other.

This time you pulled him up and kissed his lips, desperate to taste yourself on him. He kissed you sloppily, his tongue sliding over yours and you biting his lip as he pulled back. You slid your hand into his boxers and grabbed his erection, pumping him slowly. His head fell onto your shoulder as he muttered a Gallifreyan curse.

“Fuck, Y/n. If you do that any more I won’t get through the night.”

You slid his shorts off his body and then wrapped your legs around his hips. You hooked your ankles into his back and pulled him closer. He hit your sopping wet entrance and a small whine escaped his lips. You reached between your bodies and lined him up with your entrance and pushed your hips forward.

“Take me like it’s the last time you’ll ever get the chance”

That was all he needed to kiss you fiercely on the lips and push into you, inch by agonizing inch. He bottomed out and waited for you to adjust to him. He felt like heaven, stretching you out just enough to where is felt like you were filled to the brim. You moaned at the thought and he took that as affirmation to start his thrusts. He hit the perfect spots in you and stroked every inch of you perfectly. It wasn’t long before the both of you were on the edge of complete bliss. His hips snapped with the fervor of a man much younger than him and his touch set a blaze on your skin. You had never felt someone pour so much into being intimate and it ignited a fire deep within you. He reached down and (with no vision might I add) expertly massaged your clit until you were writhing and screaming his name. The feel of you clenching around him had him gasping and stuttering out his orgasm quickly after yours, riding out your high to prolong this incredible moment. His hands still ran up and down wherever they could reach, but this time he hardly needed any guidance what-so-ever.

“If that’s what you can do without your vision, god knows what you could with” You joke, the words coming out breathlessly.

He pulls himself out of you and lays down at your side. “I don’t think I’ll need it”

“Why not?” You question curiously.

“Because…” He pauses to turn towards you and run his fingers down your torso. “As much as I would love seeing you under me, I can already tell that I’ve committed your every move, noise, reaction, and curve of your body to memory.” Sliding toward your ear as he says it. “I know you said to do this like it was the last chance I’ll get, but you greatly overestimate my self control if you think I can resist this for long”

You smile and lay your head down on his chest which is still heaving.

You couldn’t wait for him to explore your body once again, inch by inch.

[stompandhollar]

the doctor’s relationship to gender is oh no thank you :) <3 and the master collects genders like trading cards, send tweet.

[elizabugz]

Little Red Riding Wolf - Jason Schneiderman / x / Black Iris - Leah Raeder / Gleinpir - Walton Ford / x / 940 Main Street - Erin Moran / Doctor Who s1e13 / Ghismomda With The Heart Of Guiscardo - Bernardino Mei / Friends Forever - Wayne McKenzie / The Beast - Frank Bidart

[vixxnev]

Can’t believe I forgot to post this to tumblr. Knight!13 + Yaz story in the works ⚔️✨

[midnightrings]

Favorite Female Characters (4/∞) - River Song [Doctor Who]

"Happy ever after doesn't mean forever. It just means time ... a little time."

[x-johnnybaileystan-x]

He wore heels AND a pink dress?!

[master-missysversion]

I think if rtd is gonna have the doctor being all kissy again then he should have the first person the doctor kiss be the master. Just because it would be funny if the doctors first kiss since kissing the master 9 years ago is also with the master

[aliterarywitch]

I have doctor who brainrot and I think about Clara Oswald a lot and I just thought of something kind of cool

Run You Clever Boy, And Remember Me

River, Yaz, Clara, Bill, Amy, Rose, Martha

[shuichiakainx]

[ghost-of-a-vulture]

I wish everyone who refers to 13 as only "the female doctor" when they normally refer to other doctors by actor name/number a very die

[laniidae-passerine]

it is incredibly valid criticism that the only time the Master/Doctor ship was ever truly acknowledged as having romantic undertones was when they were in a m/f presenting couple, but also I will bite you if you accuse Twissy of being a straight couple. Michelle Gomez and Peter Capaldi weren’t out there doing all that to be considered as anything but a bi4bi t4t menace4menace partnership

[cipher-fresh]

there should have been a 13th Doctor episode where the Doctor had to hide the fact that she was an alien, as she might be on an alien database, so she introduces herself to the episode's guest cast as John Smith. It's to other non-humans, so nobody bats an eye about the name John being the 'wrong' gender. the Fam are puzzled but go with it.

[justsomerandomfanfic]

Mysterious Boyfriend - Tenth Doctor X Female Reader

Title: Mysterious Boyfriend

Tenth Doctor X Female Reader

Additional Characters: Sarah OC, Lucas OC, and Jaime OC

WC: 2,768

Warnings: Reader is drunk, alcohol, mentions of throwing up (no throwing up happens), teasing, cursing, nicknames, and fluff

You let out an infectious laugh as you walked back over to the table with your friends, setting down another round of drinks and food. Sitting down on the leather bench, you let out another giggle, your head feeling light and fluffy. Reaching out, you tried to grab your vodka cherry, but your best friend quickly pulled it from your reach, making you pout. Your friend, Sarah, gave you a look, gesturing to you with an extra hand. 

"Nuh, uh, sweetheart." She spoke over the loud, bumping music, "You're already super drunk, don't want you throwing up anytime soon."

"No fair," You muttered, stuffing your mouth with the greasy bowl of fries in front of you, "I am not that drunk."

Your second friend in attendance, Lucas, only rolled his eyes, giving you the same look Sarah had given you, "You are drunk. You had like... Four shots."

You threw your hands up in the air, "What!? I want to have fun tonight! I haven't been out to a bar in ages!" You exclaimed, waving your arms around for emphasis. 

Jaime smirked at your response, resting her chin on her hand that was propped up against the table, "Yeah, you've been so busy traveling with that mysterious boyfriend of yours." She teased, winking at you before taking a sip of her beer.

Lucas only shook his head, mimicking Jaime's position; resting his chin on his open palm, "Yeah, that's right... When are we going to meet this mystery man of yours?"

You sputtered out a nervous laugh, brushing your hair out of the way, "I don't know guys..." You trailed off, shaking your head, "What have you three been up to anyway?" You tried to change the topic, but your friends weren’t having it.

Sarah quickly let out a full-blown cackle, her head falling back before she shook her head at you, "Oh, hell no! You have to tell us about him! It's been what? A year that you've been together?"

You nodded, taking a few bites of your burger before responding, "Yeah… A little bit over a year." You sighed out.

Lucas frowned at your expression, as did your other two friends, "Why don't you talk about him ever? I mean, I think I say this for everyone but you don't have to tell us anything that you're not comfortable with... We are just curious-"

"Super curious, mind you," Sarah interrupted. 

Lucas stole a fry from Sarah's bowl in retaliation before continuing, "A lot of people are... Uh, secretive? Is that the right word? About their relationships. So, we totally understand if you don't want to tell us everything."

You chewed thoughtfully, sobering up a bit at his words, "Thank you, for the consideration. It's not that I don't want to tell you guys anything..." You let out a small chuckle, shrugging a shoulder, "I guess I'm still in that 'I can't believe this is real' stage..."

Jaime sighed dreamily at your words, "He must be amazing then."

You nodded, smiling at the thought of him, "Yeah, he is."

"Well, what's his name anyway?" Sarah asked, taking a sip of her coke, "So we don't have to call him the 'mysterious boyfriend.'"

You worried on your bottom lip momentarily, quickly thinking, "Uh, his- his name is John... John Smith." You answered, remembering the fake name that he used when needed in your - sometimes rather dangerous - adventures. 

Sarah, Lucas, and Jaime all looked at you with such curiosity and excitement, Sarah slapped the palms of her hands on the table, "What does he do? He's got to have a lot of money to be able to take you overseas and everything." She asked so enthusiastically, that she shifted in her seat, unable to sit still. “I mean, you’re always somewhere!”

You laughed quietly, "Yeah, he's a doctor."

"A doctor!" Jaime exclaimed excitedly, leaning forward, "Really? What kind of doctor!?"

"Doctor of medicine." You smiled lightly at their reactions, though, on the inside you were panicking slightly, "His specialty is medical regeneration." You told them, holding back the cheeky grin at your little joke to yourself.

Their reactions were almost instantaneous, "Where has he taken you? France? Italy?" Lucas then asked, eating more of his fries and taking a sip of his own drink, "I bet he's a romantic, taking you to all the wonders of the world." He muttered thoughtfully.

‘Through the universe and time, more like it.’ You thought as you nodded, grabbing a fry, "He says he hates that romance stuff, but he really is a pretty romantic guy… And he's taken me practically everywhere. In fact..," You trailed off, gesturing to the necklace around your neck, "I got this on one of our trips recently. In France. He gave it to me. But that was after he took me to see a concert that I was dying to see."

The necklace in question was a gift from the Doctor when he had taken you back to 1950 France, giving you the Dior necklace only a couple of years after the jewelry company was invented. And that was right after traveling to 1970 England to see Queen live for their first performance at Truro City Hall. Which was amazing, as you fully expected. 

Jaime dreamily sighed again, her eyes drooping slightly as she mentally daydreamed, "I wish I had a cute partner that would give me things..." She trailed off before her eyes widened and she stared at you, "He is cute, right?" She asked, and you scoffed, waving a hand at her as if her question was ridiculous... Which it was.

You shook your head, a bright smile appearing on your lips, "Oh, don't get me started! He's gorgeous! Dark brown hair, always sticking out at odd angles no matter how many times he tries to fix it. Dark brown eyes that I can't help but fall into every time I see or look at him..." Your voice rose into the falsetto pitch, your cheeks growing warm as you spoke. "And those dimples... Oh, gosh, and that smile..." You said, covering your burning cheeks with your hands, groaning softly, "His smile makes my heart stop..."

"He sounds wonderful, and handsome..." Lucus spoke, laughing lightly as you gushed over your man. "But, uh, he does treat you right, right?" He asked and you sputtered out another laugh, tossing a fry into your mouth.

"Is that even a question? He's perfect! Such a gentleman... Always opening doors for me... He's funny, always making me laugh. He's so smug, but in a cute way, and he's playful." You paused for a moment before letting out a small chuckle, remembering the time he took you to a planet that was covered in a purple substance that was very similar to snow. You had both just played in that snow, making purple snowmen, and starting purple snowball fights which ended up with the both of you holding hands as you lay on the cold ground, laughing softly up at the pink sky. Your memories seemed to play in your mind like a slideshow, making your bright smile soften into one of admiration, "He can be serious too. And so protective. Always putting my safety first..." You whispered, staring off into space as you reminisced. “And he listens to me, gives me advice…”

"That's nice." Sarah spoke, placing a soft hand on your arm and giving it a squeeze, "He does sound wonderful. You must really love him."

"Love him?" Jaime spoke up with a small laugh, gesturing to you, "She's head over heels, whipped, smitten!" She spoke, pointing her finger at you mockingly, and you stuck your tongue out at her.

Finishing the rest of your fries, you glanced back up at your friends, "Who knows, you might be lucky enough to meet him tonight. He's picking me up in an hour." You shrugged, standing up from your booth, "And so before I have to go... Let's dance!"

For the next handful of minutes, you danced with your three friends, jumping up and down to the music that played loudly over the sound speakers! You let yourself get lost in the music, feeling as if all your problems and the world around you seemed to disappear into the background as you danced with your friends in the middle of the dancefloor. It was nice to just hang out with your friends. It had been over three months since you had seen them, and you had missed them dearly. It was nice to take a break from traveling, especially if it meant having your old group of friends there with you.

As the night began to wind down, you leaned against Jaime, arms looped with hers as you walked out of the bar with Lucas and Sarah. You let out another laugh, still feeling a bit drunk, having snuck one more drink and a glass of water. You were mumbling a song that had been playing at the bar, almost stumbling over your own two feet.

"Dude, we should not have let her have that watermelon Jack Daniels," Jaime laughed, pulling you closer to her, "She's probably gonna end up being super ew tomorrow." She teased, poking you lightly in the side, making you burst out in giggles once more.

Lucas shook his head at the both of you, "Yeah, she's gonna have one killer headache in the morning. That’s for sure." He laughed along as you continued to giggle. “I mean, can’t blame her, I might have one too.”

Sarah hummed, fiddling with the keys in her hands, being the driver since she only had one beer over an hour ago. "Where is this handsome, doctor boyfriend of yours, anyway, sugar?" She asked, looking around them, the city lights illuminating the street and sidewalk enough for everyone to easily see. 

Leaning your cheek on Jaime's shoulder, you grabbed your phone from your pocket, flipping it open. "He should be here soon." And right before any of your friends could say anything more, your eyes widened with such joy when you noticed the Doctor walking down the sidewalk towards you; looking as handsome as ever in his usual attire. "Hey, honey!" You waved excitedly at him.

Your friends turned their heads, Jaime's jaw dropping at the sight of the Doctor making his way over. You shimmied out of her arms before falling into the Doctor's arms instead, wrapping your arms tightly around his thin, but strong, body. "Hello there, love." His arms automatically wrapped securely around your waist, instantly taking note of how intoxicated you were. 

Suddenly, you pulled back, tugging on his arm, and pulling him over to your awaiting friends, "Guys! This is my boyfriend!" You giggled, leaning against the Doctor's side as you looked up at him with such adoration in your eyes.

Sarah immediately offered her hand, "It is so nice to finally meet you!" She said as he shook the Doctor's hand, who gave her a pleasant but slightly awkward smile.

Lucas was next, shaking the Doctor's hand with a grin, "Nice to meet you, man. She wouldn't stop talking about you once we got her going. Impressive profession, I must say, my mother's a doctor as well."

Immediately after shaking Lucas's hand, Jaime introduced herself, "Break her heart, I will crush your soul," She lightly threatened, smiling innocently as the Doctor let out a small chuckle.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all-" His sentence was interrupted slightly when Jaime gasped, tugging on Sarah's arm with wide eyes.

"He's British!" She whisper-yelled, making you laugh again, "You never told us he had an accent!"

You nuzzled your cheek into the Doctor's arm as he stuffed his hands into his pants pockets, "English accent, but yeah. I guess I forgot to mention that..." Doctor just stood back and watched everything happen, a small grin on his face as he watched you and your friends interact. 

"You're killing us, Y/N/N," Lucas said, raising a hand to his heart, "You better give us all the tea next time we hang out." He pointed at you before gesturing back to the car a few steps away, "Well, we'll let you go. I got to work in the morning. It was nice meeting you, Doc." He spoke, saluting you both before looping his arm with Jaime's.

"Yeah, meeting you was awesome!" Sarah spoke, waving to the both of you as she walked backward to her car, "See you soon, girl! Call me!"

You waved back to your friends, "See you guys! Love you!"

As they got in the car, you watched with the Doctor as they drove away. Once they were pretty far down the road, you turned and looked up at the Doctor, "Hi..." You greeted him softly, a smile bright on your face as he leaned down to your height, giving you a kiss to the middle of your forehead.

"Hello, darling. Are you ready to go home?" The Doctor smiled, grabbing your hand in his as he led down the sidewalk towards where he parked the TARDIS.

"Yup!" You chimed happily, "Home sweet home." You let out another laugh, squeezing his hand as you walked up to the TARDIS door.

When the Doctor opened the door for you, he stepped inside, helping you slip your shoes off, and then helped you slip out of your jacket, tossing it to hang over a railing. Turning back to you, he paused to watch you spin around the TARDIS's console, humming some other song. A small, fond smile graced his lips, watching as you danced around, a happy look on your face. You looked beautiful - in every sense of the word; your hair flowing around you as you moved around the console in your party attire; the lights of the TARDIS making you look angelic. 

You spun, landing perfectly in front of him, looking up at him with shining shimmering eyes. You were quick to wrap your arms around his neck, your head resting against his chest as he held your waist gently. "Did you have fun with your friends tonight?" He asked softly, swaying you both side to side.

"Yeah..." You looked up at him, resting your chin on his chest, "I missed you though..." You murmured softly, letting out a long sigh as you relaxed in his strong embrace, "You should hang out with us next time." You stated, pouting cutely up at him before your expression immediately changed, your eyes brightening as a thought popped into your head, "Oh! We should have ice cream!"

"I would love to join you next time, love," He spoke, lifting his hand from your waist to run it through your hair, brushing strands from your face and behind your ears, "But, right now... We should get you to bed." He spoke, kissing the top of your head before guiding you out of the console room.

"Alright." You agreed, yawning, your hand reaching up to hold onto his.

The two of you made your way up the stairs, and then down the hall. The Doctor quietly opened the bedroom door, leading you inside. You dropped onto the bed, falling back, your head and hitting the pillow; you quickly ranted on and on about all the different ice cream flavors you knew during the next couple of minutes the Doctor helped you change into your pajamas - which was a pair of sweats and one of his many button-ups. You were out like a light right after, which amused the two-hearted man as he grabbed you a glass of water and ibuprofen for your head in the morning. Heading back into the control room, he started up the TARDIS to float around somewhere safe in the galaxy before heading back to you.

Dressed in his own pajamas, the Doctor slipped into bed, smiling as you subconsciously wrapped your arms around his stomach, your leg tangling with his own as your head nuzzled into his chest. “Love you.” You muttered out sleepily, making the Doctor smile.

Wrapping his own arms around you, he pressed a lingering kiss to the top of your head before nuzzling his cheek into your hair, “Love you too…” He replied before staring up at the ceiling; his hand trailing up and down your back. The warmth of your body seeped through his shirt as he held you close, listening to your even breathing. It was moments like these that he felt lucky to have found you. And for the rest of the night, he simply lay there, holding you, until his eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep.