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WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THIS EITHER C.AI GOT RID OF THE FILTER OR I COMPLETELY BROKE IT BC I JUST HAD A VERY DETAILED 3WAY BUT NO ONE IS SAYINF ANYTHING ABOUT THE FILTER IS IT JUST ME

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GOOD OMENS SEASON 3 CONFIRMED CAN I HEAR A WAHOO

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time to go comfort read my favourite fanfic

Lost In Time by whovianeverlark17 on wattpad for all my fellow doctor lovers

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me, a redhead, everytime it's mentioned that the Doctor loves a redhead

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Alec Hardy and reader Getting a little spicy in the office?

It's late at night, everyone is at home except Reader and Alec, who were still at the office, and Alec can't stand seeing you all day long in a new work skirt, Which shows your thighs and lets Alec's imagination flow. And he can't take it anymore.

All For Me.

Alec Hardy x fem!Reader

Smut. flith. daddy kink, dirty talk, semi-public sex.

MINORS DNI

All day. All day you had been walking around the office, hips swaying sensually. Alec's eyes had been following you around for hours, only looking down at the case files every so often in a futile attempt at concentration before giving up and looking back at you. And what was worse was the fact that you seemed to be completely oblivious.

So oblivious to his eyes wondering down your waist, accentuated by the tight skirt, your thick thighs which rubbed together deliciously. His cock twitched at the thought of his face being smothered by them. Fuck, he would give anything for that.

Usually the detective would pride himself on his ability to keep yours and his relationship strictly professional until you got home. Not today.

Eventually, he decided you were too much of a distraction today. He stood from his chair, trying to ignore the obvious bulge in his trousers, and walked over to close the blinds on the glass window.

With a sigh of somewhat relief and disappointment, he stalks back over to his desk, slouching down with a deep groan.

He manages, albeit with an extraordinary sense of self restraint, to shift his focus from you and to the papers scattered all over the table.

That is until, of course, you knock on the door and let yourself in, smiling in the way he usually finds so cute, but today he finds erotic. "Afternoon, sir." You say sweetly, holding papers in your arms.

Instead of the greeting back or even the gruff mumble of a 'hi, love' you had grown accustomed to, he let's out a deep and guttural groan.

You blink at him promptly, tilting your head to the side as you look at him. "Everything okay?" You ask, concern creeping in your voice.

"No, Y/n. No, everything is not alright." He answers, not bothering to look up at you, which makes you grow slightly anxious. "Shut the door." He commands sternly, leaving no room for argument.

"Alright.." Looking slightly confused, you nod your head and turn back around, eyes briefly scanning around the half-full office before you softly click the door shut. "Alec, what's wrong-"

"Sit down." He demands again, and you can't help the shivers running down your spine. You'd be lying if his deep, Scottish voice barking orders at you didn't make your pussy throb with need.

A little squeak escapes your lips as you timidly walk over to his desk. You place the papers on the desk and you're about to take a seat on the chair across from him before he let's out a breathy chuckle. "No, angel. Not there." Shaking his head, he pulls his chair out and gives you complete view of his protrusion through the fabric of his trousers. He nods down to his lap swiftly, beckoning you with a waggle of his slender finger. "Here."

Biting your lip, you shake your head tenuously. "I don't want to hurt you." You confess quietly, cheeks heating up.

"That's funny. I was going to say the same to you. Now sit."

Swallowing thickly, you inhale a shaky breath and hesitantly walk over to your boyfriend. You bite your lip before throwing your leg over him and sitting on his lap.

His hard cock brushes against your cunt and you let out a little gasp, Alec doing the same as he instinctively grabs your hips to keep you still.

"Fuck," He mumbles, letting one hand trail down from your hip and to your thigh. He strokes your skin, admiring the way his gentle touch produce goosebumps. "You're such a good girl. Always doing as you're told." He praises, voice raspy.

His hand stops caressing your thigh and moves you grab your chin. With gentle force, he tilts your head up so he has access to your neck, then places soft kisses all the way down.

"o-oh, my...Alec-"

"Who?" He says, stopping immediately and pulling your head back down so your eyes are on his. "What did you call me?"

You've seen this look so many times. You've brought out this look as much as you could. You lick your lips, not wanting him to stop as you tilt your head upwards again. "Sorry, daddy." You correct yourself promptly, moaning as his lips begin sucking at your neck, teeth lightly nibbling your skin. "Daddy, what is this about - oh, fuck."

He bites down at your sweet spot and your hips involuntarily jolt. His grip on your hips tighten, certainly enough to leave marks, but that just turns you on even more.

"Do you think it's funny, huh? Teasing me all day?" He asks, and if it weren't for the way his hands were starting to lead your hips on his lap, your clit brushing down on him, you may have asked him what on earth he was talking about.

"Well, I don't find it funny. Wearing a skirt so short. So tight." He grumbles, now tearing your panties off. Before he can even touch you where you need his touch the most, he pulls away completely again.

You let out a disappointed whine but Alec's face shows he doesn't appreciate this. "Do you have any idea how many men have been staring at you today? Hm?"

Honestly, you hadn't. You never take notice of any man's eyes other than Alec's. "No, daddy." You say quietly, shaking your head as you look into his eyes earnestly.

A scoff leaves his lips. But then his eyes soften immensely. "Fuck, Angel. How am I supposed to be mad at you? How am I supposed to punish you when you look at me with those eyes?" He whispers, then grabs the back of your head to meet your lips.

This kiss isn't exactly sweet. It's primal. It's pornographic. It's dirty. It's open mouthed and works to serve the purpose of reminding you who you belong to. His tongue dances with yours as he finally places a finger on your soaked core. You gasp, jolting up again at the touch, your lips separating with a line of saliva connecting them.

"Look at you,all wet and ready for daddy," He coos, and you whimper as your head falls into his neck. Tutting, he takes a fistful of your hair to delicately pull your head back up. "No, angel. Look at me when I'm talking to you."

His finger touched your clit, starting slowly and tracing little circles on the sensitive bundle. You moan loudly, and he quickly uses his free hand to cover your mouth. "Sh sh sh.." He comforts tenderly. "I know you want to let everyone know who you belong to," He says, finger increasing in speed as your eyes widen. You pant from underneath the palm of his hand. "But we can't let the office hear, can we?"

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u are satisfying my need for 14 fanfiction sooo badly rn i love it. thank u

oh, you're very welcome!! I'm loving writing for him

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I know

14th doctor x reader

Request/Summary: With the Not-Things, there's a lot of potential for angst and hurt/comfort, etc. Totally fine if you don't want to write this, but I keep imagining a reader companion who has been secretly pining for the doctor and the Not-Thing reveals their love for the Doctor while trying to prove itself and yeah

Wild Blue Yonder Spoilers.

"You don't fool me," The Doctor says bluntly, looking at Y/n with his arms crossed and a grimace on his face. "You're not them, and I'd strongly suggest you stop pretending to be so before this ends badly." He threatens, voice dropped low into an hair-raising whisper.

"But I am! I'm me." They try quickly, tenuous pout on their lips and eyes full of tears. They place a hand to their heart, expression morphed into one of desperation. "Please, I swear! You have to believe me. After everything we've been through, you've got to know that it's me."

Scoffing and standing tall, eyes darkening dangerously, The Doctor shakes his head immediately. "Don't." He spits, taking a step forwards, so brutally it causes Y/n to step back in fear. "Don't you dare."

With eyes ingenuous and lips parted to allow shallow breaths to escape, Y/n responded quietly. "If I'm not me, then how would I know everything I do? How would I remember standing on the edge of civilisations, watching planets burn and being able to do nothing to help. Evil monsters - the ones that gave me this scar, remember?" They struggled, running a trembling finger down the little scar on their neck.

His face remains unimpressed. Blank. Angry.

"And how would I know how in love with you I am?" They whisper, swallowing thickly. "That thing may be able to fake being me, but they would never be able to fake a feeling as strong as that. Never."

It's silent for a moment, but then The Doctor's already dark manner growed into an appearance edging on detrimental. Without fear, he marched towards them, grabbing them harshly and restricting their movement.

A shriek left their lips, panting as they fought to escape his tightening arms. But then, their body fell limp, and they turned their head to look up at the doctor, smirk rising on the corner of their lips. "Got me." They taunt viciously then hissed as they kicked a way out of his grip.

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Travelling with the Doctor, Y/n had grown accustomed to fear. The way blood would pump faster, the heart would bang harshly against the chest. It felt like it was going to burst out.

A few feet in front, the Doctor and Donna found sanctuary in the tardis. Unfortunately, Y/n was a tad slower. The two of them, Y/n and not!Y/n, exchanged a look before rushing into a full blown sprint.

"it's me!" Not!Y/n yelled as they ran. Arm reaching out, harsh breaths leaving their lips. "I'm me!"

"No, they're not! I'm me!" They corrected before suddenly halting in their sprint, hitting the other's back as they face the Doctor in the tardis.

But the Doctor's eyes never once glanced at the clone. Always, they remained on Y/n.

"I-I don't know how to prove it.." Y/n trailed off quietly before groaning, running a hand down their face. "Oh, gosh! Why can't I think of how to prove I'm me?"

"You don't have to." He answered simply, grabbing their hand and tugging them into the tardis, the doors immediately snapping shut with a bang.

"No!" Not!Y/n screeched as the door closed. They hissed and growled viciously, snarling at the fading spaceship. In a futile attempt to get the ship to stay in place, their nails clawed pathetically at the wooden box, blue chipping off and dirtying under their fingernails. "No!"

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"That was scary." Y/n began, walking into the console room, freshly showered and in pyjamas, hair damp and eyes tired from the day's events. This captured the Doctor's attention and he immediately looks up from fiddling with buttons and such, a tiny smile instantly forming on his red tinted lips. His cheeks turn a sweet shade of pink at the sight of Y/n in one of his old tops. "I mean, I was starting to doubt that I was even the real me. How can you be so sure that you know I am?"

"I know," He assures quickly, not missing a beat. "and I will always know."

Blinking swiftly and nibbling their lip, Y/n looks down to avoid his eyes as their own cheeks colour, heart beating promptly. "Oh."

"You know," He begins, deserting the button he had been messing around with. "the other you said something interesting."

"Oh? Really? And what was that?" Y/n mumbles softly, rubbing their sleepy eyes and letting out a yawn. Upon seeing this, the Doctor's eyes soften and he grins, walking over to them and cupping their cheeks in his hands.

"Doesn't matter." He responds in a gentle voice, leaning down to press his lips delicately to their forehead. "Go get some sleep, angel. We can talk tomorrow."

As always, not proofread cos I'm lazy 🙈

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guys i have questions and want some answers so if you'd pls:

whether for sexy or temperature related reasons, but my curiosity stems from how often writers of romance novels/fanfiction seem to use this as a tell tale sign of arousal, specifically in women. i.e., in an embrace, or hearing a lover's voice, or a simple brush of a hand, and they are hit with desire and can *feel* their nipples harden/tighten.

i don't hate the phrasing and do find it hot in the right settings but. i have NEVER actually felt this and was wondering if it's a real-life physical sensation that you could be aware of it happening?? or maybe i have weird nips IDK lmk

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Together Forever

14th doctor x fem!wife!reader

summary: The newly regenerated doctor is finding out some very interesting things about himself. Luckily, his wife is supportive. (super quick drabble).

"Was it just me, or was issac Newton hot?" Donna asks and y/n giggles, her hand tightening around her husband's as he sways them back and forth.

"he was, wasn't he? he was so hot - ooh, is that who I am now?" The Doctor ponders aloud, and his wife snorts, fondly shaking her head.

"Now?" She asks playfully, raising a teasing eyebrow. The Doctor pauses, pouting as he looks down at her, scrunching his nose as he sniffs.

Donna bursts into a fit of loud laughter, actually wiping tears from her eyes as she looks between the two. "Well," She starts, clutching her stomach as she tries to calm herself. "It was never that far from the surface, mate."

"Literally!" Y/n agrees quickly, nodding her head as she blinks up at him. Her husband rolls his eyes and she gently grabs his cheeks, bending him down so she can kiss his lips softly. "I'm happy you're finding yourself, and I'm even happier that you feel comfortable talking about this." She assures quickly.

The Doctor's eyes soften immediately, a small smile slowly replacing his pout as he looks to Y/n with complete adoration and love. He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her closer, kissing her deeply.

The kiss lasts longer than necessary, but neither of them were complaining. He rests his forehead on hers, pecking her lips again and again before mumbling softly, "I love you."

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Could you Write a fanfic about Doctor 14th? 😓

How some headcannons would treat you in a relationship or simply how they would show you affection, something fluff or angst, it can be whatever you want I just want to read about it 💥

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this is super quick because I'm so sleepy haha but of course!! so, so short

14th doctor x reader hc's

while his tenth form has come back, he's visibly older and it definitely shows with how he treats you.

he is not afraid to speak his emotions now. he's spent too many years repressing them that he tells you he loves you any chance he gets.

he's certainly a lot more touchy, too!

yes, ten loved grabbing your hand, but fourteen absoloutely adores holding you tight, feeling your body press against him

he kisses you anywhere and everywhere. when he wants to comfort you, he'll kiss your hand. if he wants to simply show his adoration, he'll kiss your forehead

definitely gets a lot more jealous whenever you're talking to anyone who appears more younger

will pout childishly, grumbling to himself before marching over and inserting himself into the conversation, being sure to possessiveky kiss your cheek - or even lips, if he's REALLY threatened, - smirking as your cheeks heaten.

takes you to places you've never imagined and makes up information about them purely to impress you.

very romantic. he'll read to you, write for you, sing you soft lullabies in his native language to calm you.

extremely possessive. Just a hint of danger around you and he would literally do anything to keep you safe.

I was gonna do nsfw but decided everyone should be able to read this, so I might make a separate adults-only hc if anyone is interested :)

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New doctor and donna edit out on my tiktok :)

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Are you planning to write about 14th doctor? 🥺

And are you still accepting request? Your fanfics are one of the only thing that keeps me on tumblr jdkkd

Love ya<3

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AWH YOURE SO SWEET ILY

yes, yes, yes. I will he writing for 14, and requests are always open!! (no guarantee I'll actually do them, you know what I'm like 😭)

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me swiping through all the p@rn links, pretending not to see them, when I'm looking for crowley fics

why have I seen no one else mention this 😭 is it just me 😭😭

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I know there's only been one episode out but i NEED 14 x reader fics. smut, fluff, angst ALL OF THEM IDC GIMME CONTENT BESTIES 😭

oh my goodness I need him I I I if I speak I'm gonna be taken away but just let me have a lil nibble. a little gnaw. a tiny bite. PLEASE

(I'm totally normal and sane) xxxxxx

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Doctor Who Fic Reccommendations

A Noble Ship Embarks - @kisstherainwriting

Deep - @marauder-exe

Light in the Dark - @i-imagine-my-doctor

Heartbeat - @morganas-pendragons i cry everytime i read this

Just One Yesterday - @lovelyfictional-imagines

Danger Magnet - @thepokyone

A Perfect Day - @quietkatie1864

Little Family - @specialagentlokitty

You make me want things I can’t have - @iwritefandomimagines

Come on in - @fabulouspotatosister

In another’s eyes - @cas-kingdom

Touchy - @onceuponachloe

Now that I saw you, I can never look away - @penguinwithitsarseonfire

Deepest Truth - @quietkatie1864

Are you drunk? - @iwritefandomimagines

Autistic!reader - @x-neurodivergent-reader

Hidden Colors - @timelord-winchester-22b

Having the blues - @doctorslove

The way you look at me - @kisstherainwriting

Make a move - @okay-j-hannah

Starry nights are for coffee and contemplation - @cloginthedrain

My point is… - @11thdoctress

Soulmates - @gracesimp

School reunion - @starfirette

Jealousy - @gracesimp

Is it alright to say what I feel? - @11thsdoctress

Heartstring - @make-me-imagine

Just like old times - @11thsdoctress

Snap out of it - @gracesimp

I love you 9 - @alloftheimagines

Hear my words - @okay-j-hannah

You’ve changed - @11thsdoctress

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my two favourite things: cake and david tennant.

(not in order)

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you know that feeling when you think you've finally found a good, new fanfic but then you click on it and it's just one large never-ending chunk of writing; no paragraphs in sight?

yeah, that's how I feel lately 😭