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agent-barnes40 · 4 months

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Teddy bears

13th Doctor x GN!Reader (romantic)

The Doctor doesn’t realize the bear she bought you would have lasting consequences.

Fluff, pure fuckin fluff

The Doctor really really should’ve thought better when you came running up to her, practically death gripping her hands and dragging her back to the shop you had launched yourself into. Her brain was running a thousand miles a minute, trying to figure out what you had found, or if you had gotten into trouble. Instead, she saw the shop keep setting a brown stuffed bear on a shelf behind the counter, with two TARDIS blue hearts stitched over the chest.

"Please, Doctor. I would've given them earth currency but we don't have a universal currency and I don't know what currency this planet takes. I won't ask you to pay for anything ever again." You had practically begged, your voice coming out with words that even her brain had a hard time keeping track of.

The Doctor had to laugh, you looked adorable looking between her and the bear. Your feet were still tapping in excitement at finding the bear at all. "Yeah, we can get you the bear, if that is what your asking for."

"I forgot to even mention what I wanted! Oh thank you so much!" You didn't even think and pulled the woman in for a kiss.

The Doctor eagerly kissed back, her brain lighting up with ideas of what else she could do to have more kisses like this. Obviously more stuffed animals had made their way onto her list. She gently pulled away and rested her hands on your hips, laughing softly.

She really should've thought better when you started carrying the bear around everywhere, if she even mentioned there could've been a chance at sleeping outside The TARDIS. You had it stuffed in a bag you took everywhere. You and The Fam were curled up in a tiny tent, miles away from the TARDIS and you had pulled the bear out, setting it in your lap as she paced back and forth.

Yaz just smiled at the bear while Ryan snorted. "You still carry it around everywhere."

You smiled and nodded. "Gotta have a piece of my Time Lord with me everywhere I go. Plus, she's gonna be so busy tonight trying to figure out how to fix all this, she won't be open to cuddling. So next best thing."

The Doctor stilled at that, and then started pacing again. Graham was the one who picked up on The Doctor's stutter in her walk and the smile that had crossed the Time Lord's face.

Of course, you had been right and spent the night curled around the bear, and The Doctor had just stared at you. Your face had been burrowed into the bear's chest, barely enough room for you breath but it was how you slept with her.

The Doctor really should've checked the bear after that night, because when she heard you talking to someone in her room, her heart dropped and when she peeked her head in, and saw you curled up in her lilac and rainbow bedding, that damned bear sitting on your chest with her voice coming out of it.

She immediately pulled her sonic out and tried to discretely sonic it but your ears had caught the whirring and you sat up. "Hi Doc!"

Her eyes watched as the bear fell onto her side of the bed and she couldn't help but feel the spike of jealousy in her hearts as you readjusted the bear into a sitting position. She slowly moved the rest of the way into the room and sat next to the bear. "So when did you get it to speak to you?"

You tilted your head before looking at the bear. "I thought you did that. I had left her on the bed when we went out on Lavernus and when I came back she had started talking back to me."

"She?" The Doctor asked and you looked away from her, trying to not show how flustered you were.

"I mean, its kinda obvious who I'm projecting onto that bear, Doc."

"I just heard my own voice come out of that bear. I know the bear is representing me."

"Oh-Oh good, because its kinda embarrassing to project your girlfriend onto a stuffed bear."

The Doctor suddenly pulled you into a kiss, her hand wrapped the back of your head, gently keeping you in place. When she finally pulled away, she pressed her forehead to yours and a smile was on her face. "Do you know how jealous of that bear I have been since I bought it for you?"

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13thdoctorplease · 21 days

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Hiii, I was wondering if you could do headcannons for the doctors and having an affectionate/cuddly s/o? My fav doctors are 9 & 10 but any doctors are fine <3

your favs are 9&10 and mine are 11&13... so why just dont go with all of them? here you go, anon!

9th: At first, he gives you some weird looks. You grab his hands while walking, and he shoots you a side-eye, but he lets you. Whenever you need him, he's there. When you let him go, he steps back. He doesn't like it when you tap his head or cup his cheeks; he'll pout until you're laughing and wrapping your arms around his neck. Eventually, he gets used to holding you with an arm around your shoulders, letting you rest your head on his chest. Strangers often mistake you for a long-term couple, but in reality, you're just clingy, and he... well, he just can't say no to you.

10th: He's not really expecting it when you run into his arms just because you're excited about the planet you're both visiting, but he immediately accepts and hugs you tight. Later, he realizes he really enjoys physical contact when your hand is always on his arm while you talk. You hug him from behind when he's turned to the console, and he doesn't let you see his smile, but his hands are over yours anyway. You're affectionate, but he's needy. He likes holding hands, and eventually, he starts initiating contact too. It's nice, and you blush when people say you two would make a beautiful couple, especially when he agrees.

11th: He's the one who starts it. He has a hand on your back while you two explore an alien museum, and you take the chance to melt onto his body. He looks at you but says nothing, and now this is simply your thing. You like to be in his arms and to kiss his cheek, and he reciprocates by letting his chin rest on your shoulder/head (depending on how tall you are) and kissing your forehead before you go home. He's soft and goofy, and sometimes he doesn't let you get out of his embrace.

12th: He's not a hugger, and you respect it, but there are plenty of other ways to show your affection. You run your fingers on the back of his neck when sitting next to each other and always play with the collar of his shirt. He tries to pull your hands away, but you come back every time until he gives up and kisses your wrist, letting you do whatever you want. Sometimes he doesn't respond to your touch, but the look in his eyes already says everything you need to know.

13th: She loves everything you do and doesn't seem to notice when you tangle your fingers together. She holds your hand in hers as if it were usual, and that's pretty much it. She's obsessed with hugs, and it's kind of hard to find a moment where she isn't all over you. You couldn't imagine a happier life.

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fxlling13 · 5 months

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Because Of You

Part 2.

Dh!Master x fem reader

Part 1

Synopsis: you finally get away from the doctor.

Warning: bad language. Blood. Pain

(A/N: so I decided to write part 2 haha. And in a different pov. Just ahead of this weekend obviously)

After another harrowing adventure, it was safe to say you were exhausted. And now the master was banned from tagging along. Apparently he’d become dangerous again. In reality, you knew the doctor was still bitter over your bond. Plus, it gave him alone time to plot an escape. He knew where his tardis was, it was just getting there. Before you had chance to find him, the doc stopped you and announced she had somewhere else to take the two of you. Yaz was thrilled, smiling as the blonde began to ramble.

“I’m tired.” You spoke softly, hoping for some understanding. At that moment, all you wanted was your bed. After spending the past five hours constantly running, that’s exactly what you needed. That and a bath. Instead, the doctor rolled her eyes and scoffed.

“I’m not stupid (y/n). I know that you’re just going to find the master.” You sighed tiredly, rubbing your eyes. Not having the energy to argue, you just shrugged.

“I wasn’t but never mind. Let’s go.”

Oh how you wished you could have stood up for yourself more. As you were hiding behind a large stack of crates, your heart was pounding and your ears ringing. The doctor and yaz were nowhere in sight. They had fled without a second thought. So here you were, listening as heavy footsteps grew louder and you knew you had to get out. Pulling yourself up, you dashed for the door and found a padlock. Great.

“Human life sign detected.” A robotic voice echoed around the metallic room and your blood ran cold. Having no other choice, you smashed the lock with your fists and ran through the door. Sadly, there were armed guards ready which meant your legs carried on. On the other hand, their weapons were knives so easier to evade. Saying that, one managed to snag your shoulder as you rounded a sharp corner. Quite literally. Seeing the tardis, you threw yourself inside with urgency and slammed the door.

“There you are!” Yaz yelled, but not with relief. Turning round, you gaped for air as your lungs were burning.

“The hell did you go! We’ve been waiting here like idiots. Couldn’t you keep up?” The doctor was almost screaming, storming over to you with purpose. Now confused, you rested against the wooden doors to steady yourself.

“We had the right to just fly off and leave you there!”

“Then why didn’t you? It’s not my fault, you abandoned me. I told you I was tired.” You spoke through heavy breathing, adrenaline wearing off. Once again, the doctor rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“You love to make excuses up huh? I hate liars.” Everything caught up to you, your anger becoming too much. Harshly, you shoved the blonde back.

“You think I’m lying? Look at me!” Yaz was quick to go to the doctor, holding her close.

“I’m covered in blood! Because you left me alone with a set of killer robots!” You shouted in a fit of rage. And you were right. Your hand was balled up, each knuckle wounded. Your shoulder had a large gash to go with this, the pain becoming more apparent each second. Huffing, you pushed past them weakly and began to walk up the stairs before stopping. Turning back to the two women, you pressed your lips together before speaking.

“He would never let me get hurt.” Your words hit the doctor hard and Yaz had to keep her restrained as you left. Once around the corner and down the corridor, your lip began to tremble and your body grew weaker. Suddenly, you felt hands land on your shoulders and gazed up only to instantly relax. The master peered down at you with worry. You succumbed to your needs and fell into his chest with ease. Your body wracked with sobs and the man holding you tightened his grip.

“Hey hey. It’s okay sweets.” Hooking his hands under your arms, he picked you up effortlessly. Your legs wrapped around his waist and you clung on weakly.

“I’ve got you now.” The masters voice was low and gentle, his hand running along your back. You faintly heard him mutter ‘hold on’ before your head began to spin. More than it already was. Everything was hazy, falling in and out of consciousness. You barely registered what your body was feeling. But you could make out the press of the masters lips to your temple. Then everything went black.

The doctor stood in the console room, messing around with the controls. She could feel eyes boring into the back of her head and sighed.

“What do you want?” She sounded bored, turning to face the master. He strolled over, jacket long gone and hands tucked into his pockets.

“You haven’t noticed.” Was all he said, standing right in front of her. The doctor furrowed her brows, casting her eyes around.

“What?” He just chuckled at her not knowing and aimlessly walked around the console.

“You and (y/n) had a pretty heated fight I see.”

“Only because you have corrupted her.” Scoffing, the male leant against a pillar and tilted his head.

“No I haven’t. And you know I haven’t. That’s what’s driving you mad.” He slowly took a step towards the blonde with a smile on his lips.

“You can’t stand that she chose me over you.” He chuckled, running his tongue along his teeth. Pulling his hand out, he twirled it round in the air with expression.

“And to make things worse for your overworked brain, it kills you that she loves me. Doesn’t it?” The doctors nostrils flared with rage, nails digging into her palm as the master continued on.

“And I love her. The one human you can’t have. Because she’s mine.” He finished, smiling smugly.

The Doctor went to slap him but he grabbed her wrist with force. They stared each other down, him finding intense joy at her upset. Laughing, the master moved away and head up the steps.

“What is it then? What haven’t I noticed?” The doctor spat, halting the man. Smirking, he turned and looked at her with pity.

“We’ve been gone three days.” He whispered patronisingly, waving at her before pulling out his TCE and disappearing. Leaving the doctor to wallow in her own feelings.

When you awoke, you found yourself in a room you didn’t recognise. What you did know, was you were lying in the most comfortable bed you had ever been in. Purple silk sheets surrounded your body, your head resting on two perfectly fluffed pillows. Gazing around the room, you saw how nicely it was decorated. In front of the newly found four poster bed, was a cracking fire. A beautiful grey tiled mantelpiece encased it with intricate galifreyan carvings. The wall to your left was lined with dark book shelves with the most luxurious books imaginable. There was also a desk slotted between. Slowly, you sat up and looked down at your hands. They were neatly wrapped up, as was your shoulder. Then you realised you were wearing only your bra and a pair of very loose pyjama pants.

“You’re finally awake.” The masters voice greeted you warmly, the door clicking shut behind him. Coming to your side, he perched on the edge of the bed.

“Where am I?” You asked, voice horse. Smiling, he placed his hand in yours and you relaxed immediately.

“On my tardis. In my room to be more specific.” He told you, happy to see the relief on your face.

“You got us out?”

“Of course I did, love. I couldn’t let her treat you like that any more.” Gently, he reached up and stroked your cheek, thumbing the skin with care. His eyes raked over your figure, fingers tracing the bandages.

“I hope you don’t mind your attire. I wanted to make sure I could clean everything.” Blushing, you shivered under his touch but shook your head.

“I don’t mind. How long was I out?”

“Three days, I put your mind in a deep state of rest.” The master moved closer, almost caging you against the pillows. But you didn’t complain, instead you felt comfort. He rested his hand by your waist, your own hand came to hold his arm securely. Almost hugging it.

“I went back to the doctor. Gave it to her straight. I should have hurt her but, I couldn’t leave you for that long.” Smiling at his words, you rested your head on his shoulder and sighed.

“How about my room? Do you like it? It’s much better than the doctor’s tardis right?” You almost giggled at his need of approval.

“I love it. It’s a lot nicer so far. Plus your bed is so comfy.” Leaning back against the pillows, the master helped you to sit straight and get comfortable. Inching closer, the man was still facing you but practically sat on the bed beside you. His hand landed on your clothed thigh, smoothing over the fabric tentatively.

“She hadn’t noticed, by the way. We’ve been gone for three whole days. And the doctor didn’t notice a thing.” He laughed, simpering as he lined the pattern on your pants with his finger.

“Why would she? I’m not important. You on the other hand-“

“Don’t say that ever again.” He spoke sternly, eyes looking straight into your own. Frowning, you cast your gaze down to his hand on your thigh.

“But I’m not important to her. And I don’t care.”

“Well you’re important to me. And I’ll destroy whole galaxies to prove that.” Your heart sped up, swallowing thickly and hoping he couldn’t tell how flustered he was making you.

“Really?” You questioned, causing him to hum in confirmation. Sucking in a breath, the master trailed his hand along your inner thigh and up to your waist.

“Yes. I will burn heaven and earth for you.” His eyes flicked down to your lips briefly, the blush on your face spreading to your ears. You looked up at him shyly, lashes fluttering.

“Stop looking at me like that, (y/n).” The master groaned, leaving you confused.

“Why?” Smirking a little, he cupped your jaw with intention. Without saying another word, he leant forward and pressed his lips to yours. Heat filled your body. You kissed back instantly, ignoring the initial shock. Your arms wrapped around his neck to tug him in closer, the male practically hovering over you by then. He pulled back with caution, smiling down at you.

“That’s why.” Gleefully, you rolled over, successfully pinning him beneath you. The master grinned, holding your waist. He looked proud at your tactical move.

“Hah. Got you.” You giggled playfully, resting your elbow down to get closer to him.

“Only you can get away with man handling me, dear.”

Delicately, he traced along your face before trailing down and leaving his hand to cup the side of your neck. Placing your own free hand on his chest, you sighed.

“How do we get back at the doctor? You must have a trick up your sleeve?” You wondered out loud, hearing him cackle slightly.

“Oh of course I do. And with you by my side? It’ll be easier than ever to get her exactly where she deserves to be.”

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koolaidmansb1tch · 1 month

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Quick Headcanon that if a Male Doctor(ie, any incarnation before 13 bc wtaf is Linear Time??) gets you pregnant even after he regenerates into a she (Thirteen, my beautiful wife) you still call her the Sire of your baby

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specialagentlokitty · 2 months

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13th doctor x reader - when I look at you

I was wondering if you could please do 2024 prompt #3 with the 13th doctor, if you still write for her? - Anon 💜

3 : “He/she/they carry more anger and pain then the whole universe combined, I can see it. Betrayal, hurt, deception, heartache, they’ve been through it all. He/she/they walked through hell a thousand times.” “Why are you telling me this?” “Because the only time I’ve ever seen true peace in his/her’s/their eyes is when he/she/they saw you.”

Grinning a little bit, you wondered over to one of the alien market stalls, looking at all the strange objects that they were selling.

“What’s this?” You asked.

The being behind the stall smiled at you, picking up the object you pointed to.

“It allows you to find whatever is on your mind, created a hologram map to it.”

“Oh awesome! This is going to help me find the doctor so much easier.”

“You’re friends with the doctor?”

You nodded your head and grinned sheepishly.

“It’s actually why I’m buying it, I have no clue where she went. How much is it?”

The alien smiled a little bit, holding their hands out to you and you held your hands, letting them pass you the bracelet.

“A friend of the doctor is a friend of me. The doctor saved me and many of my people, gave us a home here.”

You smiled softly.

“Yeah.. yeah she’s a good person..” you whispered.

You pressed a button on the bracelet and thought about the doctor, looking at the holographic map that showed she wasn’t all that far from you.

The alien came to stand next to you as you looked around trying to find her, and finally your eyes settled on her just down the street looking at something.

Apparently she had already found you because after a few seconds of looking at her she looked up and beamed brightly at you, holding up her hand, telling you to stay there so you nodded.

You let go of the bracelet and lowered your hand, putting your hands into the pockets of the hoodie you had taken from the doctor a while back.

The doctor got something and she ran over to you, nearly tripping over her own two feet as she came barrelling to a stop.

“I have a surprise for you! Close your eyes!”

You did as she said and you felt her take one of your hands, pressing something into your palm.

“Open them!”

She was beaming with pure happiness like always when she found something to show you, and you looked at the necklace she placed in your hand.

It was shaped like a star, and the middle of it was almost impossibly bright, but it didn’t hurt to look at.

“Wow… it’s so beautiful…” you whispered.

“A long time ago they learned how to harness the light from suns, turn them into jewellery and they’ve fast become popular all over the universe.” The doctor explained.

“Why?”

She took the necklace from you, standing behind you so she could put it around your neck.

“Well, in a lot of cultures it’s a sign that you’re spoken for, others it’s a way for somebody to say they love you.”

You smiled softly, watching as she walked around you.

“Then why do I have it?”

She just grinned brightly at you, taking your hand to kiss your knuckles before she beamed at the alien next to you, speaking in a language you couldn’t understand.

The TARDIS was great at translating but you soon learned that when the doctor was saying something that the TARDIS decided you weren’t allowed to her then you wouldn’t be offered translation.

Usually it revolved around you, something being said about you, nothing bad, always good things, it was the TARDIS respecting the doctors wishes to keep things a surprise.

So, you just stood there happily watching her, every so often catching her glancing at you, giving you the warmest smile possibly before turning to her old friend.

Finally the doctor turned to you and she walked over, kissing your cheek.

“Will you wait here? I’ll be just a few moments I’ve got to run an errand.”

“Of course I will, be safe.”

The doctor smiled ever so gently at you and she jogged away, and you turned back to the alien you were stood with.

They were watching the doctor jog away when they spoke.

“She carries more anger and pain than the whole universe combined, I can see it. Betrayal, hurt, deception, heartache, they’ve been through it all. She walked through hell a thousand times.”

You furrowed your brows a little bit in confusion.

“Why are you telling me this?”

The alien turned to you and they smiled slightly.

“Because the only time I’ve ever seen true peace in her eyes is when she saw you.”

“Really?”

“Oh yes. The doctor looks at you and it’s as if she has just watched the stars being made for the very first time, as if the whole beauty of the universe itself resides within you.”

You looked away shyly.

“I didn’t realise…”

“The doctor loves you wholly with both hearts, I can see that as clear as day, and perhaps, when you feel the time is right, you should act upon the love you have in return, I promise your advances will not be rejected.”

You thought about what they had said.

You and the doctor had always had this one and off kind of situation, you held hands, often she would kiss your cheek or knuckles, and she was insistent on giving you beautiful gifts.

You in return gave her your favourite hoodies to wear if you had to stay at earth for a while, you would always call her every night to tell her about your day and listen to her talk about hers.

You had never seen anybody during this time, and you couldn’t deny how you felt about the doctor.

As the doctor came back and you both made your way back to the TARDIS you were deep in thought.

You didn’t even realise the doctor was in front of you until you felt her hand gently touch the side of your face, and you snapped your eyes to her.

She had her brows furrowed, eyes full of concern.

“Is everything okay…? Did I do something to upset you…?” She whispered.

You didn’t think.

This whole time you had been hesitating, and you didn’t want to hesitate anymore.

You reached up, cradling her face and you leant forward.

The doctor didn’t waste any time in meeting you halfway, connecting her lips with yours, her hand moving to the back of your head as she stepped closer.

You smiled into the kiss and she did the same thing, placing her other hand on your waist, and finally she pulled away.

“Wow… okay.. that was.. wow..” she breathed.

You laughed softly, and she grinned.

“Do it again.”

You leant forward to quickly kiss her again before pulling away.

“Doctor the TARDIS stopped I need to go home.”

“Wait!”

You stopped at the door, and turned to look at her.

“I want another.” She beamed

You laughed, leaving the TARDIS and she was right behind you.

“Kiss me again! Please!”

You had to turned away to hide your laughter, and seeing your little grin made the doctor grin even more as she followed you into your house.

You stopped in the hallway to look through your post, and she moved in front of you, moving your arms so she could stand under them, letting you wrap your arms around her shoulders while she wrapped her around your waist, resting her head against yours.

Finally you set your post down, placing your hands on her back, burying your face into her neck.

“Doctor?” You whispered.

She hummed a little bit.

“I love you too…”

She held you a little tighter, beaming brightly with that little twinkle she had in her eyes every single time she looked at you

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shuichiakainx · 5 months

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guess who's watching Doctor Who again 🙋‍♀️

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lanawinterscigarettes · 4 months

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Hi!! Would I be able to request a 13th doctor imagine where the reader thinks if her like an older sister, and accidentally calls her such?

yes, absolutely! this is my first time properly writing for any of the doctors, so please go easy on me if they're not in character sksdjks

Almost Siblings (platonic! Thirteenth Doctor x reader)

Warnings: reader is mentioned to have some problems with their family (although it's not specified what or how bad it is), tiny hurt/comfort (the reader gets a little emotional near the end and cries some and The Doctor comforts them)

Growing up, you never really had the best relationships with the people in your family. Maybe there were a few who you got along with, but it wasn't enough to get you to stay when The Doctor showed up.

She asked you to be her companion as she traveled around the universe, and with such an alluring offer like that how could you refuse?

The longer you journeyed with her across the stars, the more you began to look up to her. She became somewhat of a role model to you, almost like the older sister you never had.

You didn't tell her this, though, as you were worried that she didn't think that of you in return. Naturally, your fears were incorrect, as The Doctor absolutely adored you, but you managed to convince yourself that she was that affectionate and caring to everyone when in reality she really wasn't.

You were content to keep your familial feelings towards her a secret for the rest of eternity, and just never bring it up, which all went according to plan... until the one day it didn't.

The Doctor was tinkering around with some of the controls for the TARDIS, while you were working on a crossword puzzle, of all things.

"Hm... six letter word for cat..." you muttered to yourself, tapping your pencil against your chin as you sat back, deep in thought.

"Try feline," she suggested from across the room, ducking down as she began checking out some of the control panel's cords.

"That works." You scribbled in the word before moving on to the next one. "What about a seven letter word for angry?"

The Doctor didn't respond this time, too focused on what she was doing with the cords. Her soft muttering made it quite obvious she wasn't paying attention to you like before.

You shrugged and moved on to the next one, filling most of them out except for a few. Safe to say you were stumped.

"Hey sis, can you come over here and help me figure the rest of these out?" The words left your mouth before you could even process what you were saying. It was only afterwords that you realized you'd made a mistake when you called her sis, a casual word for sister that gave away how you truly thought of her.

"What?" The Doctor poked her head out from around the control panel, a curious look on her face. "Did you say something?"

You breathed a sigh of relief as you realized she hadn't heard you. 'Thank God', you thought to yourself.

"Um, yeah, I was just wondering if you could come over here and help me fill out the rest of these." You tried to keep your voice sounding as calm as possible, even after your anxiety inducing slip up.

She perked up at that, quickly getting up and making her way over. "Yeah, of course! Which ones do you need help with?"

You pointed them out to her, and she did her best with figuring them out until you'd finally done them all. "There you are, now they're all filled out and accounted for." She beamed with pride.

You felt an immense amount of joy at her words. "Thanks, sis," you said as she began walking away. She stopped, and that's when you realized you'd said it again.

"What? What did you call me?" The Doctor asked as she turned back around.

You froze as you tried to think up a lie. When you couldn't, you settled on just telling her the truth. You took a deep breath and said, "I, uh, called you sis. Sorry."

Rather than being upset like you thought, her face split into a wide grin. "That's what you called me earlier, too, wasn't it? Oh, I knew I wasn't imagining things!" She cheerfully clapped her hands together a few times.

"Wait. You... don't have a problem with it?" You asked in confusion, having fully expected her reaction to be the exact opposite of what it was.

"Why would I have a problem with that? I'm glad to know someone as extraordinary as you thinks so highly of me."

Her words were so sincere and heartfelt they ended up bringing tears to your eyes. "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me," you confessed, clearly choked up.

The Doctor's face fell at the first sight of your tears, quickly making her way over to you. "Oh, dear, are you alright? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." She warmly comforted, rubbing your back soothingly.

You shook your head at her words. "No, no, you didn't upset me. I promise I'm fine, it's just- your words made me a little emotional, that's all."

She nodded her head before asking, "Will you start crying again if I say that you're the best younger sibling anyone could ever ask for?"

You sniffled, trying to fight back the fresh tears as you let out a soft "No".

She patted your shoulder gently in hopes of making you feel better. "Well, you are. The very best." She added, a gentle smile forming on her face.

You smiled back before pulling her in for a hug. "And you're the best biggest sister in the entire galaxy."

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flightlessangelwings · 6 months

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Ktober 2023 Day 30- Cunnilingus

Thirteenth Doctor x fem!reader

Word count- 1.2k

Warnings- s.mut (18+ ONLY!), oral (reader receiving), pining, feelings, fluff, praise, no use of y/n

Notes- My wifey how I've missed writing for her!!! I actually got to meet Jodie too and she's just as nice and pretty in person too!! Prompt list made by me! Enjoy!

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You missed her. It had been weeks… months since you last saw the Doctor and every day without her was agony. She promised she would be back, though, and you knew she wouldn’t break a promise to you. All you had to do was wait for her. But, the waiting was harder and harder every single day.

A knock at the door made you jump from your thoughts, and without a second thought you bolted for the door. Your heart pounded in your chest as your trembling hands opened the door. Hoping against hope, there was only one face you wanted to see on the other side. And your heart almost burst from your chest when you saw…

“Doctor,” you breathed in relief, “Is it really you?”

The Doctor looked up from where her gaze was focused on the floor, and her face lit up as he whispered your name, “It’s me, love,” she lingered in the doorway for a moment, “I’m sorry I was gone so long. I…”

In your relief, you didn’t care what happened and you crashed your lips into hers in a heated kiss. Explanations can happen later, right now, all you wanted to do was feel her, have her close to you. You wrapped your arms around her, and your heat bloomed when you felt her embrace you as well. Guiding her inside, you fumbled with the door while never breaking away from her lips.

“Well this was a nice welcome,” the Doctor laughed between kisses as she caressed your body.

You broke away just for a moment to look into her eyes, “I missed you, Doctor.”

She smiled sadly as he cupped your face, “I missed you too, love,” her eyes lingered on yours for another moment. The Doctor breathed your name as her thumb brushed across your cheek, “Come here,” she leaned in and kissed you again, this time slowly yet deeply.

You moaned into her as you clung to her coat. Your eyes fluttered shut as you let her guide you across the space; she knew the layout well enough by now. Without even opening your eyes, you knew where she was leaning you, and it sent a pulse of need through your body right to your core.

The Doctor led you through the doorway to your bedroom, and spun you around so that your back was to your bed. Without hesitation she pushed you down so that you landed on your back, and she smiled brightly as she watched you bounce on the mattress.

“Doctor…” you whined as you immediately parted your legs for her.

“That’s my girl,” she purred with pride as she slipped her coat off.

A needy whine escaped your lips before you could stop it. In a rush of desperation, you quickly undressed yourself, knowing what that look in her eyes meant without the words needed. The Doctor grinned with satisfaction and she slipped off her shirt and pants before she crawled on top of you.

“Just as beautiful as I remembered,” she cooed before she took your lips with hers.

“So are you, Doctor,” you breathed between kisses. You bucked your hips against hers in a silent plea, “Please… It’s been so long… I need you.”

The Doctor looked down at you, her hand on the side of your face tenderly, “I know, love,” she placed a light kiss on your lips, “I am sorry I was gone so long,” she paused as her eyes trailed up and down your figure, “Let me make it up to you.”

“Doctor… Ahhh…” you cried out as she kissed her way down your body, stopping at your breasts to lick and suck at your soft flesh. Your hands landed in her soft hair as she circled your nipple with her tongue, eliciting louder moans from you. Arching your back, you lost yourself in your touch as she kneaded your other breast.

“That’s it,” she cooed. The Doctor shifted herself and continued to kiss her way down your stomach. Her breath ghosted over your skin, causing goosebumps to erupt. But when she reached your pussy, she paused, lost in admiration for your body. “Lovely,” she murmured as her fingers ran along your folds, teasing you with her light touch.

“Please,” you begged as you blinked your eyes open and met her gaze as she looked up at you from your parted legs, “Doctor…”

“Shh,” she shushed you gently, “I’ve got you, love.”

Not wanting to tease you anymore, and having missed you just as much if not more than you missed her, the Doctor dove into your pussy with an open mouth. She savored the scream you let out as her lips made contact with your skin for the first time in a long time. You tasted even better than she remembered, and the Doctor was instantly hooked on you once more.

She moaned into you, a rush of need pulsing through your veins as she devoured you. Her tongue ran up and down your folds, exploring your pussy like it was the first time. You moaned loudly as your hand landed in her hair, gently tugging it as your hips bucked into her face.

“Fuck… Doctor…” you cried out as your skin warmed.

The Doctor groaned into you as she grabbed onto your thighs, parting them more. She nodded her head up and down as her tongue hit your clit over and over again. Losing control of herself, she rutted against the bed, desperate for some fiction for herself. Between the beautiful sounds you made and the intoxicating taste of you, the Doctor lost herself for a moment. Nothing else in the world- in the universe- mattered. All she wanted to do was taste you for hours, to give you a pleasure unlike anything else.

“Shit… Doctor! Right here!” you moaned as you felt dizzy from the way she worked you with her tongue.

She smiled against you as she turned her attention fully to you. Determined to send you over the edge, the Doctor moaned into you as she picked up her pace with her tongue. Her movements were precise and calculated as she licked and sucked as your clit until your legs started to shake under her grip.

Heat rose in the room as your moans grew louder and louder. You saw stars as your climax hit without warning while the Doctor’s tongue ran up and down your folds. Your entire body shook as you screamed loudly and threw your head back against the mattress. Tears formed in the corners of your eyes as you gushed into her mouth.

She didn’t stop, not until she was sure she had pulled every once of your climax from your body. It was only when you let out a whimper that she reluctantly pulled away with a loud pop. The Doctor pushed herself on her elbows and watched as your breasts rose and fell from your heavy breaths as you came down from your high.

Feeling her gaze on you, you blinked your eyes open and smiled when you locked eyes, “Doctor,” you breathed as you reached and caressed her face, “Welcome home,” you whispered.

The Doctor smiled back at you as she leaned into your touch, “It’s good to be back, love,” she kissed your palm before her tone dropped and she smirked, “But I’m not done with you yet.”

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anotherweirdhunterfromspn · 2 years

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How the Doctors would react if you get injured

Ninth Doctor

Mad isn't enough to describe how he feels about it, eons of pain and grief coming afloat in the second he saw you were trying to stop the bleeding.

Still he doesn't want to make you more nervous, so he remains as sarcastic as usual to cheer you up.

"Dont worry Doctor, it is nothing!"

"It is something! And I was having such a nice day."

Tenth Doctor

He would try to help you in anything he can, of course he would joke about it as he checks your wounds.

He wont say it too loud, but he is planning how to return you to your normal life before something terrible happens to you. This time it was a minor injury, next time... He knows that it would get worse, but it was hard to say goodbye.

"Well, (Y/N)! Seems like I will need to cut your arm off!"

"Its just a cat scratch! You are overreacting!" "That's the point (Y/N)! Someone has once said that laughing was the best medicine."

Eleventh Doctor

Overwhelmed by fear, fear of losing you, fear of being unable to save you from his enemies.

"I want to keep you safe, please stay in the TARDIS! It was my fault that they tried to hurt you."

"Doctor! I only twisted my ankle!"

"Yes, because you were running away from the Cybermen!"

Twelve Doctor

He is... Like your worried and overprotective grandparent?

He acts and pretends that he doesn't care at all, but he is the same sweet man (time lord) as always and can't help but find the way to fix everything. He is like a mother-hen, an alien and eons yeors old mother-hen.

"Where do you think you are going?"

"Outside? Where those little aliens need us?"

"No, no. You stay in the TARDIS. You are injured."

"Doctor! It has been a month! My wound has long healed!"

13th Doctor

If you thought that the Twelve Doctor was an over protective mother-hen it was because you haven't met the Thirteenth Doctor. She jokes all the time, but she cares deeply about everyone in the TARDIS, its like having a second mother and some times you almost get guilty each time you get hurt.

"OH MY, WHAT HAPPENED?"

"Doctor, before you do something like... I don't know. Travel to space and time to find a hospital. I will say, this is just a small injury."

"Its not small! Its the size of my pinky finger! Get into the TARDIS! I will see it myself!"

#doctor who (2005) x reader #reader insert #10th doctor #12th doctor #eleventh doctor #doctor who x reader #male reader #10th doctor x reader #doctor who imagine #11th doctor x reader #13th doctor x reader

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fandomnerd9602 · 6 months

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13th Doctor x Male!Reader

Doctor: I admire your company

Y/N: what?

Doctor: I like you, you’re nice

Y/N: thanks Doctor. I like you too

Doctor: thank you

The Doctor takes Y/N’s hand…

#doctor who #doctor who fluff #13th doctor #jodie whittaker #13th doctor x reader #doctor who imagine

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elijahslittleprincess · 11 months

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agent-barnes40 · 4 months

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Can't Catch Me Now

title from Olivia Rodrigo's song by the same name

Part 1

13th Doctor x GN!Reader (Assumed Platonic by reader, Assumed Romantic by Doctor)

Dhawan!Master X GN!Reader (Romantic)

ANGST, Suggestive, fluff, hurt/comfort

Majorly follows the events of Spyfall!

2,186 words

You had pulled an Amelia Pond, been the first face her face had seen, and then just disappeared. She noticed immediately, of course she had, but she became so focused on going with the rest of the Fam to wherever the men in the black cars.

When she landed with Graham at O's shack, she didnt expect to see you walking out with bottles of water for the Australian secret service. Graham looked between The Doctor and you as you shook your head at Seesay and Browning. "Not projections or mirrors, full alien tech, that's my Doctor for ya."

O grabbed your hand and gripped it, a soft smile on your face as you turned to look at him. "She decoded the fish you put together." You whispered softly, and pressed a kiss to his cheek. "Hey Doc! Hey Graham! I've got tea going for you guys."

"How did you get here before us?" Graham asked while The Doctor pulled you away from O and scanned you with the sonic screwdriver.

"Did you forget? I had The Doctor drop me off at the airport, I'm here visiting my boyfriend." You gestured toward O who gave a little wave. "Sorry, love, didn't expect her and Graham to freak out like this."

O shook his head, waving his hand around. "Don't worry. Once all of this is over, I can have you to myself."

The Doctor looked between you and O, questions ringing throughout her head, betrayal shooting to the top of all her emotions but she shook it away as she had to focus.

Browning and Seesay were dead and O was covering your body with his as the alien in the tube started to glow even more. "Don't look, love. It wont hurt you." His head had landed next to your ear, his voice dropping from the O voice he had been using to his regular rumble.

You had to hide how his voice affected you pretty quickly when you heard The Doctor whisper out Yaz's name and you turned to look, your heart dropping. He hadn't said the Kasaavin could do that. The Doctor hurried to get Yaz out while O helped her. Graham looked just as scared as you were. "I'm sure the Doc is gonna go get Ryan as soon as her and O get Yaz out."

You wore a deep purple outfit, ignoring how The Doctor wanted everyone to wear black. You and O had made sure to separate yourselves as you were dragged with The Doctor as the fam separated, you sending a pointed look to O. The Doctor had you stood next to her as you drank the champagne that was being handed out. "So, you and O?"

"Yes, me and O. What's there to talk about?" You asked, tilting your head and looking at her.

"You never told me you had a boyfriend." The Doctor said, looking at you.

"I told you that I had a boyfriend." You said, straightening up when you saw Barton. "Lets go."

You got in the car with Barton, your happy go lucky attitude dropping when he rounded on you. "You are working for her?"

"The Doctor is my friend, Barton. I may be with The Master but that doesn't mean I go dropping my friends for a man." You snapped, staring him down. Barton sighed and you got ready to play the rest of your part.

As the car drove into the hanger, Barton pushed you out and you rolled across the asphalt, gaining road rash where your skin was exposed and you took a minute to breathe through the pain. The Doctor and O were at your sides when their motorcycles fully stopped and you clutched onto O. "I'm okay. I'm okay. Fuck that hurts."

"Hey, no cursing." The Doctor said, immediately as she scanned you with the Sonic, assessing your injuries. You stood up with the help of O as the rest of the Fam came running over. Your outfit was ripped, of course and your hands were bleeding a bit but you shook it off. "We need to follow Barton."

The Doctor looked at you for a moment before looking at her sonic and then pointing it to the top of the hanger door as the group of you waited for it to open it enough.

You had pulled O up into the plane, giving him a look. 'I'm really getting done with all this pain, Master.'

O looked at The Doctor and waved a hand. "Sorry. I've never been good at sprinting."

'You were the one who wanted to play the part of getting tossed out of the car.'

The Doctor looked between the two of you as you and O headed with the rest of the group into the plane, O panting softly as you watched him. "What?"

'Shut up!'

Ryan called attention to The Doctor, pulling her deeper into the plane with the rest of you. The Doctor looked at O. "You've never been good at sprinting?"

'Ready pet?'

O shrugged and ran a hand through his hair. "I was the last one in every race at school."

'As I'll ever be, Master.'

The Doctor started to look confused. "No, no no. I read your file. You were a champion sprinter."

O and you shared a look, as he tipped his head down and you got settled in a seat. "Got me. Well done."

The Fam started to look confused as they focused in on what was happening. You rubbed a little at the road rash on your palms as you watched the façade of O drop and The Master's true personality come out.

Graham was the first one to speak up. "Doc what's happening?"

You chuckled softly. Graham was always observant. The Doctor looked at you and then back to The Master. "I don't know."

You stood up and gestured out the window. "You'd best take a look out a window."

The Master started to walk down the aisle, your eyes following him as he held his hand out. "A bit wicked witch of the west but, you all get the gist. Maybe.. Maybe not."

You wormed passed the panicking Doctor as she grabbed your arm. "No."

'You okay?'

The Master watched The Doctor, waiting to see if she'll do anything. "Come on, Doctor. Catch up. I know you can do it."

'I'm okay, she can't hurt me.'

"No."

You and The Master matched grins as you both watched her struggle to make the connection. "You can do it doc. You can figure this out."

The Doctor looked up at you. Her eyes running over your face, trying to pick out the faintest trace of his influence breaking in you. Her eyes catching the purple outfit you wore and it finally dawning on her. "OH!"

The laugh that broke out of your throat made the Fam jump as you pulled out of her grip. "That's why he picked it. He told me you'd make that face when you figured it out."

"I did say look for the Spymaster.. or well the spy Master. Hello Doctor." The Master spoke, his arm wrapping around you as you turned to face everyone.

"What's going on?" Ryan asked and you looked at The Master.

'Can I do it?'

"Of course, you can love." The Master answered aloud, a giddy feeling filling your body.

"The Doctor and O go way, way back. Before any of us were born. He goes by many many names but one always stuck." You said, turning to look at the Fam.

"The one that stuck is The Master, and you should call him that." You said, turning back to look at The Master, a smile on your face as you looked at him.

"Is this a kink thing?" Ryan asked and you groaned.

"Would I really be telling you about my sex life on a plane with a-!" The Master covered your mouth with his hand, a grin on his face.

"Now now, that's spoilers, love."

It seemed like The Doctor finally shot back into the present with that sentence and pushed passed you and The Master to look for Barton. "Where's Barton?"

"I told him to get on the plane, and The Master called him off, mid run."

You had been taken into the Kasaavin dimension, you were pacing while The Doctor panicked. "He miscalculated! He left me here!"

"Hello!"

The two of you turned to the voice. You took off in a sprint, The Doctor following you.

You woke up on the ground next to the Doctor, your eyes scanning the ceiling. "Okay Doc, where are we?"

"I'm tasting some 19th century. Steam. Why am I tasting steam?!" The Doctor rambled as you started to sit up.

"Glad to know it worked, ladies. Now I need to get home." You said, starting to get up. You eyed everyone watching you and you bowed.

"Greetings. I know the yellow haired lady and I look vastly different and probably appeared out of air, but we will not hurt you." You said, a smile on your face as you straightened up and helped The Doctor get up.

She scanned your face, not finding any malice or hatred in your face as you stared at her. "I had no clue he was going to send me too. I'm just as mad as you are, Doc."

"Oh really? I don't believe you for a single moment." The Doctor said, turning away and you sighed.

You didn't know what was going to happen, if The Doctor was even going to get you home, if The Master was searching time for you. You had no clue and you had started to panic, your breathing picking up. You recognized the signs of a panic attack and you grabbed The Doctor's arm, tugging harshly to alert her. "No! I am not going.."

Her voice stopped when she finally looked at you, chest rising up and down rapidly as you started to try and gasp for air. "Hey! Hey, its okay. I'm sorry for snapping, lets get a deep breath into those lungs okay?"

She wrapped her arms around your waist, hoping you didn't lose your balance or go light headed.

A scream sounded from just outside as footsteps thudded as someone rushed into the room. "Ladies and Gentlemen! See the incredible shrinking device!"

The Doctor whipped around so fast, letting go of you as Ada rushed to grab onto you. You tried to push away from Ada, to get to The Master. You got to see his face, a smile appearing on your face. "Thank the TARDIS, he's here."

It was like The Master heard you over all the noise. His head tilting slightly in yours and The Doctor's direction. "Now the reason I'm here is someone took my spouse and I am not happy about it. So, unless she gives back my spouse, someone will die and then people will die."

Everyone stilled at that and when no one moved, except for you, trying to get a better look at him, the purple top hat gave him height and you a better way of knowing where he was in the room. Someone moved and he shot them, screams echoing throughout the room. "Doctor! Its time you bring them to me!"

"Why should I? You clearly hypnotized them!" The Doctor shot back, moving to walk towards the Master.

You had gained enough air into your lungs for you to see correctly and you straightened up and pushed Ada away and moved in front of the Doctor. You met The Master's eyes and glared. "I should shoot you."

"Hello, Love. Why do you say that?" The Master asked and you shrugged, before gesturing to the building.

"Oh I dunno, maybe its because the Kasaavin took me too! I'm literally in 19th century London with Ada Lovelace with no TARDIS, had no clue if you planned this or not and now I'm severely angry at the fact that you chose to play another game to get me back instead of stomping over to me. I thought you left me for dead, Master." You rambled, getting closer and closer to him, accidentally crushing the shrunk person underneath your shoe.

The Master was so focused on you that the both of you barely noticed the gun being wound up and when he finally noticed he pushed you down to the ground. Your face scrunched up when the gun went off. The bullet grazed his shoulder and you tried to pull him to the ground as well. His head swiftly turned and glared at Ada. "You really shouldn't have done that."

"Master, if you kill her, you will set humanity back! We won't have computers. You need to think, Master. I wouldn't be as smart as I am without her, this is the only time I'll beg for someone's life." You were so focused on him that the two of you barely noticed the grenade being tossed at you and this time it was to late for The Master to cover you.

#Doctor Who x reader #Dhawan!Master x reader #13th Doctor x Reader #Cade's Writing for Doctor Who

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bloody-cupcakes · 1 month

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Thirteenth Doctor forcefeeding the reader because they won't eat? 🥺👉👈

Tw: yandere/dark content, gender neutral reader, soft yandere, implied kidnapping, force-feeding

"Come on, sweetheart, open up." The Doctor held up a forkful of your favorite meal, which they'd made in hopes of convincing you to eat.

You pouted in response, crossing your arms as you shook your head and leaned away. "No. I'm not hungry."

She let out a sigh of disappointment as she set the fork down. "Love, you have to eat eventually. It's not healthy for you to go so long without eating something."

Knowing she was right, you chose to remain silent, glaring at her from your seat at the table. "Can I go now?" You asked in a bratty tone, clearly not enjoying this back and forth between the two of you.

Your obvious attitude was starting to sour her usual bright and cheery mood. Not only that, but your refusal to eat was starting to worry her. She'd hoped that maybe it was just a faze you were going through, but it had gone on for long enough.

"Listen to me. I've tried everything I can to get you to eat something. I've made all your favorites and even put up with your temper tantrums," she began in a stern tone as she stood and moved closer to you. "But my patience is wearing thin, and I've just about had enough of this."

Swallowing nervously, you realized that maybe you shouldn't have pushed her buttons so much. After all, she'd been nothing but kind and understanding, even if she had kidnapped you.

"So, I'm going to tell you one more time before I take away your right to do it willingly." The Doctor picked back up the fork and held it in front of your face, her face scrunched up in frustration. "Open your mouth and eat."

Although you knew you probably should've done as she asked, you couldn't help but make one more act of defiance. "No, I don't want any-"

Before you could even finish your sentence properly, she shoved the fork into your mouth. You gagged slightly at the sudden intrusion, tears welling up in your eyes.

"I want you to eat it all, now. Don't even think about spitting it out." She covered your mouth and nose with her hand as her other held your head in place, giving you no other choice but to swallow.

Once she was certain there wasn't anything left in your mouth, she removed her hand, demanding, "Open your mouth so I can see that you finished everything."

You decided to be obedient for once and did just that, showing her that your mouth was empty. The Doctor let out a soft hum in approval, giving you a look of satisfaction.

"Good job. Now, I have some maintenance that needs to get done on the TARDIS, but when I come back that plate had better be empty, do you understand?"

"Yes ma'am," you replied in a meek and quiet voice as you looked down. She smiled at how submissive you were suddenly acting, leaning over and giving your head a kiss.

"Very good. I'll be back later, okay? We can do something together then, as long as you finish your food first."

She turned and exited the room, leaving you behind with the feeling of shame for disobeying her and an almost full plate to finish.

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hauntingcryptids · 6 months

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Keep It On

Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Summary - The Reader keeps getting distracted by The Doctor dressed in her new outfit accessory and needs The Doctor’s attention as soon as they get back to The TARDIS.

Based On This Request - Anonymous said - “Reader Fem is so hot doctor 13 with a suit and waistcoat, that when you are in bed you ask her not to take it off with them. (no need to be smut, if you don’t want to or don’t feel comfortable)

Warnings - making out and foreplay leading to smut but no actual smut, sexual discussions. So Minors DNI!!!

Word Count - 1982

A/n - I was thinking about The Doctor’s waistcoat from “The Haunting of Villa Diodati”, but because that episode is so plot-driven I didn’t want this story to revolve around that episode. So, let’s just imagine that The Doctor wore something like that at a different time. I also think that I made this more of a Gender Neutral Reader rather than a Female Reader, I hope that that’s okay. Established Relationship. The other companions can be whomever you wish them to be. Requested by a lovely anon(thank you for the request)! I don’t know how good this is, but I had a lot of fun writing it even though it took me forever to edit. I hope that you enjoy!

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The Doctor had been distracting you all day and the worst part of it all was the fact that she wasn’t even doing it on purpose. If she had woken up and decided to tease you throughout an adventure, then you would arguably have the right to be frustrated and upset with her. But The Doctor didn’t do that. She just got dressed and went about her day. Yet she didn’t even realise the lascivious effect that she had on you.

The Doctor chose to spice up her usual outfit with a floral vest today. She did so innocently. Annoyingly innocently. She was taking you and the rest of her companions to a planet that had stricter, more Victorian-like guidelines when it came to fashion. You and your friends were all dressed fancier than your normal attire, but The Doctor, in her floral vest and button-down romantic blouse, continued to catch your eye. If you were being completely honest with yourself, The Doctor always caught your eye, but there was just something about her in that waistcoat that caused your brain to melt.

The time you and your friends had on the planet was incredibly fun. You had gone to a carnival filled with many alien rides, games, and foods, all the while you were longing after The Doctor without her notice. Eventually, though, the day had to end. Before returning to The TARDIS, however, The Doctor joyfully purchased alien ice cream for all of you to try as a small nightcap. Then The Doctor piloted her beloved ship to overlook a beautiful nebula as you and your friends said your goodnights for the evening.

“You should be getting some sleep, too. We all had a long day.” The Doctor said to you as she double-checked the protections she placed on her TARDIS.

“But I want to spend some alone time with you.” You walked up beside the alien and wrapped your arm around her vest-covered waist before leaning your head against her shoulder. The Doctor warmly nuzzled her head against yours before wrapping her own arm around your shoulders.

“Office time, fun time, or bedroom time?” The Doctor questioned, eager for your answer. This was a question asked between the two of you often in order to clarify certain situations rather than assuming what each other wanted. “Office time” referred to anything non-sexual and TARDIS-based: i.e. hanging out with The Doctor while she’s working on her ship, or in her study. “Fun time” stood for anything non-sexual that didn’t inherently involve The TARDIS: like watching movies, going on an extra adventure, or cuddling together. Finally, “Bedroom time” was code for more romantic and sexual activities: formal dates, making out, and obviously anything sexual.

“Bedroom time, if you are okay with that?” You turned your head to look at The Doctor for her answer and immediately you were captured by her star-filled hazel eyes. A wide smile spread across her face when she locked eyes with you.

“Of course I am okay with that, my little star.” The Doctor pecked a kiss on your nose before grabbing your hand and running down the TARDIS hallway toward your bedroom. You erupted into a fit of giggles, trailing after your ecstatic alien, very thankful that The TARDIS walls were soundproof.

Upon reaching your bedroom, The Doctor opened the door to your room with enough energy and excitement to rival that of yours upon first seeing her in her waistcoat earlier. She then flung you through the doorway, causing you to again laugh at The Doctor’s antics. Then she closed the door behind the two of you, smiling like the adorable mad woman with a box that she was.

You skipped forward until your torso was pressed up against The Doctor’s chest, a mirror of her smile written on your face. Before The Doctor could compliment your loveliness, you fully pressed her against the door of your room and captured her lips in a searing kiss. Immediately, you could feel The Doctor’s sweet smirk against your mouth, telling you that if you hadn’t kissed her she would have done it for you. Her hands ghosted over your body momentarily until she eagerly grasped your waist and pulled you as tightly against her body as she possibly could.

Unfortunately, you had to break away from the kiss in order to catch your breath, but much to The Doctor’s enjoyment, she didn’t need to stop for breath and could continue to tease you while you recovered. Now The Doctor could kiss and nip and bite at the skin of your throat. You sighed and moaned at the feeling of her perfect lips against your skin and the pressure of her hands roaming over your body. The Doctor was the only thought in your mind..

“You love teasing me, don’t you?” You breathily asked.

“Whatever do you mean?” The Doctor hummed against your skin. You were going to retort back, but as soon as you were about to speak The Doctor bit down on your pulse point.

“Doctor!” I loud, moany version of The Doctor’s name erupted from your mouth as your body curled into The Doctor’s, now desperate for some sort of friction.

“Of course I love teasing you! When I do, you make noises like that.” The Doctor giggled into your neck.

The intoxicating nature of The Doctor was causing your brain to blur, all you could focus on was her and nothing else. Your beloved alien was making you too flustered when you wanted to keep some sort of control. So, you pulled her face back to yours to resume kissing. You pushed The Doctor further against your bedroom door, cradling her beautiful face in your hands. After a moment of welcomed shock, The Doctor moved one of her hands to caress your upper back and with her other hand, she began to grope your ass. Then, before you could do anything to stop her, The Doctor flipped the two of you over so your back was now pressed against the wall. This sudden change took you by surprise, causing you to gasp and allowing The Doctor to slip her tongue into your mouth.

You moaned into The Doctor’s mouth, which was a sensation that always made her weak. She was practically vibrating from the excitement of kissing you, holding you, and having your body pressed up against hers. In her flustered state, you flipped the two of you again. You tried to remain in control of the situation, to show The Doctor how passionately you cared for her, but you were quickly becoming more and more distracted by your alien lover. The Doctor grabbed you by the hips to ensure that you remained tightly against her body. Then she led you backwards until the back of your legs met the edge of your bed. The Doctor broke apart from the kiss this time. She kissed a path from your lips to your ear.

“Get on the bed.” She whispered passionately before kissing the shell of your ear.

A wide smile spread across your face, which The Doctor instantly mirrored. You then jumped on the bed with eagerness but stayed in the middle because your shoes were still on. The Doctor first kicked off her shoes with an adorable huff. She rarely ever fully untied her shoes at the best of times, but when something as urgent as being with you was occurring she never bothered to even untie her boots. She simply undid the laced bow and then kicked them off frantically. You giggled as you watched her now, but her attention soon fell back on you after her mini battle with her boots.

The Doctor placed her leg up on the bed and then gently grabbed your ankle. She placed your ankle on her knee and massaged the flesh there for a moment. Then she patiently untied your shoe with an almost sacred reverence for your belongings and before removed it softly. The Doctor pressed a delicate kiss to the inner skin of your ankle and then returned your leg to lounge on the softness of the bed. Immediately she showed the same treatment to your other ankle.

With your shoes now off, you scooted up the bed, Finally, The Doctor began to join you on the bed. Finally, you were experiencing what you had imagined since you first saw The Doctor in her waistcoat this morning. Finally, you could relish in having The Doctor’s full attention on you.

Your beloved alien kissed her way up your body, up your thighs, on your hips, all over your stomach and chest and neck. Occasionally, she would make minor detours in order to pay extra special attention to her favourite parts of your body. Eventually, she made her way up your body until she was fully hovering over you. The Doctor smiled at you like you were the most precious being in The Universe and then kissed your forehead with reverence.

“You are so cute.” The Doctor said softly, lovingly.

“And you are so handsome, Doctor.” You bumped your nose against hers.

“Really?”

“Absolutely! Especially in this outfit, Doc.” You caressed your hands up and down her waistcoat-covered sides, while subconsciously caressing her calf with your foot.

“So that’s what’s gotten you all worked up. I’ll need to dress like this more often, then.” The Doctor smirked down at you, her golden hair framing her face like a halo of starlight. She might be an alien, but in your eyes, she was an angel.

“You absolutely must!” You eagerly responded, causing The Doctor to laugh at your enthusiasm. She then moved to hold your face in both of her hands, her body weight fully on top of you, and kissing you passionately.

With yours and The Doctor’s lips finally reconnected, The Doctor moved her leg in between your legs and lightly put pressure on your crouch. Slowling, teasingly, she shifted forward, grinding her leg against your most sensitive region. You moaned into her mouth, grabbing a fistful of the fabric of The Doctor’s vest.

You and The Doctor continued to make out like this, building up the pressure and want between your bodies. Every once in a while, your beloved alien would expertly remove a piece of your clothing with nimble fingers until you were left beneath The Doctor in just your underwear while she remained completely clothed. Now she could touch you, grop you, caress you freely. Just as you wished, Your make out session stopped, however, when The Doctor moved to unbutton her waistcoat. Quickly, you grabbed her hands to stop her from doing so.

“Can you keep it on?” You asked, want heavy and evident in your voice.

“You want me to make you feel good like this?” The Doctor, despite her different anatomy, was breathing heavily from excitement. When she was like this, completely desperate for you, she didn’t need much convincing to try something new. However, she would be lying if she said that she never imagined ravishing your body while she was fully clothed and you were naked. Admittedly though, those imaginings were usually taking place in the console room of The TARDIS, but The Doctor’s excitement over this new opportunity never waned. She was not going to let this opportunity pass her by.

“Yes, please, Doctor.” You begged breathlessly.

“Good.” The Doctor smirked before placing one sweet kiss on your lips. She would have wanted to tease you a bit more if she wasn’t so excited, probably something involving removing her underwear with her teeth. However, The Doctor was too eager to do that right now. She kissed you once more with a fervour while her hands ripped your underwear from your body, leaving you completely bare beneath her. Finally, The Doctor was going to grant your wish and make you feel good in her beautiful waistcoat.

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Good Girl (13th Doctor x f!Reader)

Synopsis: You had trouble when the Doctor said a certain phrase

Words: 2.1k

Warnings: praise kink

The first time she’d done it, it was like your brain had short circuited. You froze, not sure what to do with yourself. Your skin felt overheated and your breath caught in your throat. Your fingers clenched and only later would you find the half moon imprints on your palm left over from the bite of your fingernails.

“Good girl.”

The murmur of the Doctor’s voice, typically quiet, echoed in your ears. It rang through your head. She wasn’t even looking at you, already distracted. All you’d done was make a suggestion, wanting to help her as much as you could. It had been said softly, barely more than a whisper, not something to be heard by another person. You weren’t sure she’d even meant to say it.

A nudge from Yaz’s elbow had brought you back, rebooting your brain. She slipped her hand through your arm, guiding you after the Doctor as she prattled on, spiralling off from your initial idea.

“You okay?” she asked, keeping her voice quiet.

“Perfect,” you replied, not needing anyone to know what had happened.

The second time she’d done it, you knew she hadn’t been talking to you. After a long adventure with entirely too much running, she’d agreed to take you all home. She’d been at the console for longer than usual, hands stroking over parts of it, mumbling to herself.

“Good girl.”

The pride in the Doctor’s voice when they landed was palpable. Your knees turned to jelly and you had to grasp on to some of the railing to stay upright. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and your mouth turned dry. You couldn’t tear your eyes from her, despite her back being to you. You were surprised by how much you wanted to see her lips form the words.

“Come on, you lot,” she said, barely offering a glance over her shoulder before bounding out the doors.

Ryan clapped you on the shoulder, pushing you forward with a soft shove. You stumbled over your own feet, trying to reconnect your brain to the rest of your body. The fresh air helped clear your muddied mind.

The third time she’d done it, you’d been curled up on one side of the sofa, late at night, alone with her on the other. A strangled noise fought its way out of your throat, no matter how hard you tried to keep it quiet. You pressed your thighs tightly together, your book lying forgotten in your lap.

“Good girl.”

The Doctor’s voice was rough, tired, like sandpaper, and you could feel it scrape against your skin. You’d been reading out loud to her, a quiet murmur in the late hour. She’d asked you to stop, her praise given for your silence.

Her eyes turned up to you, widening barely a fraction of an inch. You felt your cheeks heat up and you ducked your head. She wasn’t meant to have heard, you didn’t want her to have heard. Your fingers tapped against the pages of the book. She shifted, the sofa cushions compensating for the change. A warm hand landed on top of yours, stilling your fingers.

“I should probably go to bed,” you said, the words quick on your tongue, “it’s late and I’m sure you have something wonderful planned for tomorrow.”

You stood, abrupt enough for her to fall back from you. You can’t bear to look at her as you hurried out of the room.

The fourth time she’d done it, you were treading water, struggling against the roiling waves of the ocean. Your hair was plastered to your head and adrenaline was still coursing through your veins. Your laughter cut off and you thought the sea might turn to steam where it touched your skin. You shivered, her arms holding on to you, keeping you from drifting away.

“Good girl.”

You’d always been good at following instructions. Jumping off the cliff at the Doctor’s shouted command had been one of the wilder ones you’d followed but you trusted her with your life. Still gasping from the rush, the words had come tumbling from her lips. Water drops clinging to her skin, her eyes were bright and her smile was wide.

She was so close, her arms around your waist. Your hands were resting on her shoulders and having her so close as those words came from her lips was both heaven and hell. She was watching you and you were finding it hard to catch your breath.

“I do appreciate when people can follow instructions,” she said, still grinning that beautiful grin, “surprisingly rare but a good skill to have. I wish everyone had your skills. Good skills. Brilliant skills. Brilliant person.”

“Thank you.”

A wave buffeted you both. She grinned, letting you go and making her way to shore. It took a moment for your brain to kick back in, to remember how to use your arms and legs appropriately. The cold water was the best thing for you in that moment.

The fifth time she’d done it, you knew she did it on purpose. Your teeth sunk into your bottom lip and your breath stuttered in your chest. Hands resting on the counter either side of your waist, caging you in, her eyes were dark, tongue darting out to wet her lips as she watched you.

“Can I try something?”

You hadn’t heard the Doctor come into the kitchen, turning around sharply. You were the only one in the TARDIS, the others back home with family relaxing, and you had assumed she was busy doing her constant repairs. But there she was, hands on her hips, looking at you with those eyes you found it hard to say no to.

“Sure,” you said, not sure what you were agreeing to.

Her steps were slow and steady, almost predatory, as she approached you. You froze, not sure what to do. It was as if she was pinning you down with one look. Her hands came up, trapping you against the counter. She lent closer, her breath ghosting over your lips.

“Good girl.”

The words were said with purpose. Enunciating each syllable as if they were a loaded gun. She watched your reaction, her own breathing becoming heavier, chest brushing against yours. Gaze dropping to your lips, something in her seemed to shift.

“Interesting,” she murmured.

“What is?” Your words were little more than an exhalation of breath.

“Your reaction to being called a good girl.” Her eyes swept down then back up, “you thought I wouldn’t notice but I have.”

You pressed your lips together, embarrassment rising in you. You thought you’d been doing so well keeping it under wraps. You’re been trying so hard.

“I notice everything about you,” she continued on as if not saying something sanity smashing, “I wonder if you’d have the same reaction if someone else called you a good girl.”

You made a strangled noise but shook your head, heat creeping over you. It was almost impossible to believe you were having this conversation with her, with the Doctor. Her gaze rested on your lips again, eyes growing molten.

“Yes, that was the noise that made me begin to realise,” she said, more to herself than you.

With a featherlight touch, her fingertip grazed over your lips. You didn’t mean for it to happen, but you whimpered, eyes fluttering closed. You heard her breath hitch, fingers stilling on your skin. You couldn’t bear to open your eyes to her, to let her see exactly how she was effecting you.

“I hope you don’t react this way if other people call you a good girl,” she murmured.

Your knees felt as if they were about to buckle. Your fingers grasped the edge of the counter, clenching painfully. Your breathing was ragged and there was a persistent throb between your legs.

The fingers were removed from your lips. You tensed, not sure what was going to happen next. Warmth grew closer and a pair of lips brushed against the shell of your ear.

“Good girl.”

With a strangled moan your eyes shot open. You released the edge of the counter and grasped her face between both hands. Pressing your lips against hers was electrifying. Every nerve ending was standing to attention and you were gasping into her mouth. She took a step closer, her body pressing against yours and it was too much and not enough and your head was spinning.

Strong hands pressed against your lower back, those powerful arms encircling your body. Her tongue swept into your mouth, taking charge as you whimpered, clutching at her. It was better than you’d dreamed and surpassed your hopes, hot and intense and desperate. She was kissing you like you were the air she breathed and she’d been starved for too long.

She lifted you until you were sitting on the counter, legs caught either side of her hips. Your fingers slipped into her hair, tugging on it. The moan that rumbled through her chest had you losing any semblance of control you had. All you could do was kiss her, wanting to feel her everywhere.

Her lips pressed to the soft skin behind your jaw, gently nipping at it. Your head was swimming. Her tongue was tracing patterns down the column of your neck and you held on to her, needing more, always more, encouraging every scrape of teeth against skin.

She kissed you again, slower and deeper, taking her time to explore. You were putty in her hands, turning into a mess as her tongue stroked along yours. Her fingers gently skimming along the skin of your back, worming under your shirt. You arched into her, feeling that same electricity run along your skin. There was something about her touch that had you addicted, needing more, needing it forever.

By the time she drew away you knew you were more puddle than person. You whined, trying to pull her back into a kiss. She chuckled and it made you feel warm all over. Those eyes of hers were still smouldering and her lips were kiss stung. Hair in disarray and colour high on her cheeks, she looked more beautiful than a sunrise. You wanted to kiss her again.

“Fascinating,” she murmured, running her fingertips along your lips again. You kissed them, watching the way her face lit up.

“Is it?” It was hard to concentrate with her standing between your legs and her fingers on your skin.

“I don’t think you understand exactly how fascinating I find you,” she said, her voice molten, “you’re always surprising me in new ways.”

“I am?” It was like the world was shifting underneath you.

“Just when I think I have a handle on you, you do something so wonderful I can’t help myself. I want to know everything about you. I want to praise you.” Her voice dropped an octave and you shivered, “you’re so good.”

Your legs instinctively tightened around her. A look of delight lit up her face and it made your heart miss a beat. She was so wonderful.

“Is it like this with other people?” she asked, fingers traced patterns over the top of your thighs. It was making it hard to concentrate on the conversation.

“Is what like this?” you asked.

“Does this happen with everyone who praises you?” she asked.

“No.” You bit down on your lower lip, “just with you.”

“Why?” Her head tilted to the side, eyes sweeping over you again.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have a bit of a crush on you,” you said, “only you.”

Wonder lit her up from the inside out. You could see how her eyes sparkled, brightening from the smoulder she’d been directing at you. A matching grin spread over your face as she continued to look at you as if you were a galaxy spiralling before her eyes.

“Kind of leaving me hanging here, Doc,” you said as the silence continued to stretch.

“Oh, right, yes, of course. I think you’re amazing. The bee’s knees. The cat’s pyjamas. Just the best. Absolutely brilliant. Mind blowing. You blow my mind,” she said, “and I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re always in my head. I’d tell you to get out but it’s quite nice having you in there. You can stay. I’d like you to stay.”

“Doc?”

She looked at you with such hope in her eyes. Your fingers, still tangled in her hair, gently tugged her closer.

“You can just kiss me again,” you told her.

You weren’t the only person who could follow instructions.

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