#the doctor kissing donnas hand and her head and

[groblinboy]

Hey actually new doctor who is insane and I’m going crazy about it

[tenaint]

the doctor taking donna’s hand and kissing it when the tardis left and she started hyperventilating and the doctor immediately saying it’s okay i’m here i’ve got you whatever this is we can [fix it] when fake donna’s arm was too long because he thought she was freaking out about it and the doctor saying all those years i missed you and going to hug her when fake donna was empathizing with him about the flux and the doctor hugging donna and kissing her head when they’re safe in the tardis and the doctor knowing something was off about “donna” despite her being a 99.9% copy and the doctor joining in donna’s bad joke and the doctor

[weirdly-specific-but-ok]

doctor who but i've never watched it

and so it begins again. the people asked for it. the people got it. i will ensure the people regret it.

i have never watched this show, or seen an edit, but i am a thorough researcher and i feel that i've got the essence of it.

this is what i have gathered. academicians worldwide take note.

Firstly, so I don't anger anyone, I accept and acknowledge that the tardis is blue and not yellow. My misinformation was from a Drarry fanfiction, and I had hitherto regarded Drarry fanfiction as the absolute truth.

There are doctors, and there are at least fifteen of them. At least two of them are David Tennant, which I can respect.

I'm not sure why the doctors are doctors, because I can find no trace of any medical procedure except for one doctor who licks things, which he learned from the previous doctor. If this is sufficient reason, I apologise for doubting their credentials.

On the other hand, if they are doctors thanks to a postdoctoral degree, this is also fine, though I have never seen anyone study anything. There is however a doctor, and there were people upset about her, but the fandom pointed out she set the tardis on fire, which is apparently a very doctor thing to do. Setting things on fire is absolutely something any research scholar would love, so again, apologies for doubting their credentials.

At least one doctor is gay. It is probably one of the David doctors, which checks out. He says someone, I think a dentist, is hot. I envy the maybe-dentist.

A t least one doctor is trans. I was unable to find them. But they exist. Oh yes, the fandom assures me they exist.

David Tennant as well as Ncuti Gatwa were fanboys, first of the show, and second of David Tennant, and thus they got into acting. Just a fun tidbit from me, since I am now the authority on this fandom.

There are time machines with which the doctors have sex by piloting them, which is questionable because the time machines are only partially sentient. I am not sure if the time machines are the tardis. But the tardis is blue, and not yellow, of that I am certain.

There was a stage play. Or maybe that was a metaphor for the production budget of the early seasons. I am not sure, but toddler David Tennant watched it. I assume no one took a 3 year old to a stage play, so through scientific deduction, it must have been a metaphor.

At some point, Death is an agony aunt and they have to spill secrets to it, or drown in a lake of human skulls. Who is this they? It's so obvious that the fandom sees no need to explain it, and neither do I. I do know it though. Of that you may remain certain.

A David doctor has a niece and she likes being his niece.

A David doctor has a best friend named Donna. He kisses her head. She supports his fruitiness. It is wholesome. It killed him when he lost her.

Slight tangent, but younger David doctor looks like Andrew Garfield. Current David in photos does give Ben Barnes energy. Any Wolfstar shippers, I believe you've found the Wolfstar kid. It is David Tennant.

A lot of people are David Tennant. A reliable Pinterest post on Doctor Who, clearly well researched, gave me the statistic that 15% of Doctor Who is David Tennant. From the amount of David Tennant that I ran across in my research, I don't understand it but I don't doubt it, either.

Speaking of Andrew Garfield, he in involved in this somehow. I am not sure how, but you cannot escape Andrew Garfield. He is even a part of fandoms he never acted in.

There is an individual named Catherine, I think she is the actress, but she could be a character. She seems to have much less knowledge about Doctor Who lore than I do. David Tennant finds it funny. Maybe he would find me funny, too.

The doctors installed some things in the tardis, from a wheelchair ramp to a jukebox. I don't know why a jukebox was needed. If I'm honest I don't know what a jukebox is. I don't know what the tardis is. But it is blue, and not yellow.

There is a French catchphrase.

Something happens in Wales. I don't know what it is, but something always seems to be happening in Wales in these fandoms, so I don't doubt it.

There is an old Doctor Who in a wheelchair, and he is happy to see a David doctor.

They go around in space, and do things. Who is this they? You and I both know the answer, so we needn't talk about it.

The show intro is "doo wee doo".

There is an alien who is not a mouse, the alien is The Meep, and uses the definite article as pronouns. David doctor is supportive of this, which is very good.

I found baby Yoda in the show, but apparently they call it a 'goblin' there, and someone doesn't like it.

There is a lot to do with time. There is a time hole, and things happen, and people die and are resurrected. There is danger, but it is fun.

They have CGI, and it is not good, which is the best thing about it. Who is they? Please stop asking me. It is rather obvious and something I definitely know.

Someone's boyfriend dies and the boyfriend is then resurrected but then gets lost with his boyfriend but then is reincarnated as a girl who would still call herself the someone's boyfriend but then she is replaced by the boyfriend but he's different now. I apologise for any errors that have crept it, but the tardis is blue and not yellow.

Someone named Martha is a doctor, and someone is very proud of her for it.

The eleventh and twelfth doctors like bow ties.

David Tennant wants to be ginger. David Tennant always gets what he wants. Who can refuse David Tennant? David Tennant is then ginger.

A David doctor gets a happy ending.

Someone yelled at Neil Gaiman about this. It was a mistake. He said that since it had already been done, he wouldn't want to give David's character a happy ending in S3, that would be a trifle unoriginal.

A lesson to be learned, Good Omens fandom, just a bit of advice from your son, do not yell at Neil Gaiman, it does not go well. Rumour has it he murdered the people who complained about him always wearing black. Of course, there is the fact that he doesn't exist, but that doesn't seem to have stopped him.

The doctors manifest in the previous doctor's clothes, which is apparently so last season. The tardis also manifests. I don't know where, or how. But it is blue, and not yellow.

I know, there was a lot of lore, so many of you thought I wouldn't be able to gather it all. But look how much research I did! I've got it better than maybe-actress-maybe-character Catherine, I'm sure :"]

Anyway, all the major plot points are covered above, so anyone who hasn't watched Doctor Who, feel free to refer to this and impress your Whovian friends with your knowledge! [not to be judgemental, but what a dreadfully Dr Seuss name, I rather like it]

[gracesimp]

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."

[theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction]

Imagine joining the Doctor on a trip in the most reckless way...

"The Sapphire Waterfall?" You repeated, slowing your walk towards Donna. "Did he say Sapphire Waterfall?"

"Yeah, why?" Donna wondered, taking a sip of her drink. You halted and gasped in excitement. Starting to trek backwards, you pointed at Donna.

"Call him back and tell him to wait!" You instructed, leaving your friend confused as you bolted in the opposite direction. Running through the hotel, you zoomed past people and aliens until you reached the train bay.

You realised that you didn't ask Donna which dock the Doctor was standing at and felt your heart sink knowing that you were going to miss an incredible sight.

The shuttle to Sapphire Waterfall is now boarding to close on Dock 6.

The overhead voice announced and you counted your lucky stars for this information. Looking above, your saw the red sign for Dock 6 less than a metre away. Sprinting forward, you recognised the Doctor's brown coat flying with the wind just outside the door to a shuttle that was slowly leaving.

He was looking forward, in the direction that the ship was going before disappearing back inside - the door luckily still open. You considered calling for him but it be a waste of energy. You ran along the edge of the platform, building up speed and lined yourself up with the doors. The platform was coming to an end so you took in a deep breath before taking a leap of faith and jumped off - headed straight for the door.

Mistake. This whole thing was a mistake.

You cursed yourself for doing something so stupid and knew that this was only going to end one way: you were going to hit the side of the shuttle and fall to your death. Just as your made peace with fate, a hand fastened itself around your wrist and pulled you into the ship. You propelled forward and smacked into a chest with a familiar scent as the shuttle door sealed shut.

"Hello there." Ten whispered mysteriously keeping his hands on you to maintain balance. "Couldn't resist some alone time with me?"

You laughed at the sound of his voice and looked up at his charming face complete with big brown eyes. You snaked your hands around his shoulders and leaned forward for a kiss until the Air Hostess appeared into view and knocked on the wall gently.

"May I advise you that all passengers are required to take their seats before we leave the facility." She informed.

The Doctor cleared his throat and nodded, giving the hostess her cue to leave. You pulled on Ten's tie gently and smiled.

"We should get going."

~ More imagines here ~

A/n: 60th Anniversary here we come! PSA - unless the Doctor is going to catch you, pls don't jump off alien platforms x

[prettyevermores]

tolerate it (part two)

( fourteenth doctor x reader )

a/n: i’m back again, i think this ending can been seen as a loophole for a pt3 but i’m not so sure if i’m gonna do one just yet.

part one

🗡️🗡️🗡️🗡️

Your Doctor pulled away from the long fifteen minutes of pure passion and emotion you two had been sharing. His hand snakes around your waist, holding you at the small of your back; he smiled down at you. He was happy to be home, back to be with you. You placed a hand on his chest, feeling his dual heartbeat letting you know that he was truly there and most definitely real. He was real and not just some severe delusion you had been trapped in. A weight had been lifted off your shoulder, a weight that was holding you down for those five years. 

Breaking the loving and comforting silence, you begun laughing and he looked at you with a puzzled expression. “Sweetheart? What’s the matter?” he asked softly, caressing his hand down your arm and an eyebrow raised.

“It’s just, I thought- I was closer and closer to loosing my mind each day you weren’t with me” You said through your joyous laughter. Despite you nearly loosing your mind and that being a serious matter.

“I’m here now, so you don’t have to loose your mind anymore” He whispered, pressing his lips against yours in a brief kiss before continuing speaking “I have someone you’ll want to see”

He dragged you out your house as you wore your usual clothes but donning your beloved bunny slippers that have seen better days. 

He was taking you across the road, to a house. But not to any house. The house of Donna Noble, one of your best friends. He knocked on her door, his hand intertwined with yours, to say you were nervous and excited to see Donna again was an understatement. You can hear her before you even see her reach the door.

“How many times do I have to bloody tell you! You don’t need to knock!” The voice of Donna Noble booming down the hallway as she walks to the door. “Just come in!” She says as she locks eyes with you. Her face turns into a big grin and you smile back widely.

“Donna Noble” You giggle as she brings you into a tight hug, the older woman holding onto you tightly as The Doctor slips past you both and heads into the kitchen. “I never thought I’d see you again Don!” You sigh happily, you have both your people again. 

After catching up with Donna again, chatting and gossiping over coffee like you two always used to do in The TARDIS kitchen. The Doctor pops his head in from Donna’s Garden and smiles at you both before talking “Are you two coming outside or what? You can’t gossip all day” He chuckles, knowing exactly what you two were doing 

“Yeah we’re coming spaceman” She waves her hand for him to go away and turns back to you with a cheeky smile. “It’s like nothing’s changed but it has. hasn’t it?” She asks you.

“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean Don” You smile softly at her.

“Now help me get all this food outside you!” She laughs, handing you with a tray of food Sylvia has cooked for everyone. You follow her lead and take the last bits outside. Then finding your place next to The Doctor on the outdoor couch at the table. He puts his arm around your shoulder to pull you close to him as he mid telling a story to Mel, Rose, Sylvia and Shaun. You notice there is a spot missing at the table, another one occupied for Wilf, Donna’s beloved grandfather. You wonder who it is. Then someone makes there way through the kitchen and into the backyard.

It’s Dr Martha Jones. The other doctor you had befriended a long time ago on your travels with The Doctor. “Sorry I’m late everyone! The traffic was awful” She spoke rushing in to give everyone a hug, The smile already on your face grew more and she hugged you and sat down opposite you.

Your sunny afternoon was filled with joy and happy memories of everyone together. You and Martha reminiscing about the time you got separated from Donna and The Doctor, nearly ending up in a war with The Hath but instead befriending an injured Hath then loosing them. 

After a while, The Doctor whisked you away back to your house, it wasn’t long before he pushed you up against your front door and smashing his lips onto yours. Your arms at the back of his neck, tangling in his hair. You swear, every time you kiss The Doctor, it gets better than the last time. This time it was magic. However, the stolen kisses you had in Donna’s kitchen were something that is told in history books. 

[denaliwrites]

Isn't That Wizard

Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader, Feat. Donna

Summary: Donna's got some choice words for you about your crazy crush on the Doctor.

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Everyone in this fic is a raging dumbass except Donna. Donna knows what's up.

"Big ol'. Space Sized. Massive. Giant. Crush," Donna teased as you stood there, your face so red you thought it might explode.

"How the hell-"

"Oh, honey, he may be an idiot but it is not subtle," she said with a laugh. "Anyone with a normal brain can see it."

"Oh, my God," you whined as your face dropped into your hands. "This is awful. Seriously? Everyone knows?"

"Well, maybe not everyone," she tried to reassure you, though you could tell she didn't mean it. You shot her a look, and she cleared her throat awkwardly. "... Yeah. Everyone."

"Oh, this is so bad. Like, really bad."

"Oh, don't be silly," and this time her voice sounded like she was actually trying to be reassuring. Her hand patted gently at your shoulder and she offered you a smile.

"What are you two chatting about?" the Doctor's voice cut through the moment as he stepped into the room. He saw how red you were, how you seemed to be on the verge of tears -- you could tell, because the moment he saw you, his face immediately filled with concern.

Honestly, it just made you feel worse.

"Oh, nothing," Donna supplied when you said nothing. The Doctor did not look even remotely convinced. "Y'know, just Bestie Stuff."

"What, am I not a bestie?" he asked, sounding mildly offended.

"You know what I mean. Go away," she told him, waving a dismissive hand in his direction.

"Not until I know you're all right," he said, directing his words and attention to you.

You looked up at him, immediately lost all courage, and buried your face back into your hands. "Go away," you whined.

"That's not an 'I'm fine, Doctor, everything's perfect and I've never felt better.'"

You knew it wasn't, but you weren't sure you could manage a lie right now, especially if it meant lying to him.

"Isn't this just wizard," you whimpered into your hands.

Donna laughed beside you. "Honey, you have no idea." She rubbed your shoulder, then patted it before withdrawing from you. "I think you two should have a nice little chat. And I am going to go have a nice bath while you do that."

You hated her.

No, you didn't. You felt like if you were a different person, though, you probably could hate her -- for just right now, at least. You definitely wanted to.

The Doctor watched Donna walk away in confusion, before his attention returned to you. "Okay, what is going on?" he asked as he replaced Donna at your side.

You moaned into your hands in embarrassment. "It's nothing." You were not convincing anyone, especially not the Doctor.

"Tell me," he said softly, and you knew it wasn't meant as a command. Knew he'd never do that. It was a gentle request, a question. A hope.

Oh, fuck it.

"I am madly in love with you," you confessed quietly, finally pulling away from your hands to chance a glance at him.

He had been stunned into silence, eyes staring at you like you'd suddenly grown another head.

"Oh, God, I've ruined everything, haven't I--"

"Oh, none of that," he sighed, his voice so tender it made your heart stop for a moment. "You haven't ruined anything."

"How's that?" you asked despondently.

"Well, as it so happens, I fancy you quite a bit too."

Your head snapped up, and when you looked at him the Doctor gave you a radiant smile. Without thinking, you threw your arms around his neck and pulled him towards you, crashing your lips against his. He was tense in your hold for only a moment -- so quick it was almost like it didn't happen at all -- and then his arms were around you, too, and he was kissing back with enthusiasm.

[zeky22]

ok, the kiss on the hand, the kiss on the head, the hugs. everything is very tender and I love it.

But is anyone talking about how the Doctor stops himself from blaming Donna for the cafe accident? …I mean, come on. It's very nice of him not want to blame her or just not tell her. Like he stops him self and says “sorry”.

this 14 Doctor doesn't want to see Donna sad. he just wants her to be okay. and he knows how much Donna blames herself for being a little dumb at times. and the Doctor remembers very well how those words stay in Donna's mind. How she spends all her time telling herself how stupid she is. and he doesn't want that for her.

I think that tortured him for many years. That she couldn't see how brilliant she is. and obviously how much he loves her.

So in this chapter we can see how He lets all the affection he has for Donna show. He will never hide it anymore.

from holding on to blaming her for the coffee, apologizing when he mentions it. and obviously calm her down when she's about to break down and obviously at the end they're both in shock from what they just went through and he can't take it anymore and kisses her head. I think that was not for Donna, but for himself. he needed to do it. knowing that she is there save with him and that he almost lost her.

They love and appreciate each other so much. I really love their dynamics, their jokes and how they annoy each other. … they are the best. the best duo!

Btw sorry for the bad English, the traductor is a trash. Sometimes

[whatsfourteenupto]

It’s over bloody football that she finally breaks.

She’d gotten Shaun a new one for Christmas, just because. Lord knows he loves the game enough, even if he hasn’t had as much time for the local rec league these last few years. Late in the afternoon, she takes a cuppa out onto the porch for the first moment alone she’s found all day, and finds him and the Doctor playing a pickup game in the yard.

Shaun’s been pretty skilled with a football for as long as she’s known him. He toes it into the air, juggles it about on his feet for a few moments, then passes it off to the Doctor with his heel.

"Alright, just like that. Top of your foot," he says.

The Doctor manages to catch the ball, grinning from ear to ear as he taps it up into the air again. "Here we go! Think I’ve got it!”

"That’s it, Mate!"

They manage to juggle once, twice, before clumsily tossing it back toward Shaun. He receives the pass effortlessly. In a move that would be impressive if she hadn’t seen him fall on his ass a near hundred times trying to learn it, he throws his leg over and twists around, taps the ball into the ground, and kicks it back up.

The Doctor lets out a whoop, mouth wide open in an awed smile. “Blimey! That’s brilliant!”

And suddenly, Donna’s eyes are burning.

After fifteen years of missing something she couldn’t even remember, and even longer wondering if she’d ever have this many people to love her, she’s got her entire family in one place for Christmas. Her best friend and the love of her life are goofing around in the yard as though they’ve known each other for years, not mere months. They don’t have to do that. There’s nothing forcing them to be anything more than cordial, but they’ve begun a great friendship in their own right and she’s so damn grateful for it. For them.

From down on the lawn, Shaun looks up to throw her a dazzling smile. It falters into confusion, and then concern, and then the sort of fond teasing look that she knows means she’s been caught. He nudges the Doctor and nods in her direction. They share a look, and then the Doctor throws an arm around Shaun’s shoulders as they make their way back toward the house.

“All right, Love?” Shaun calls.

She waves her hand at him, trying to blink her eyes dry before they reach her. “Fine, fine,” she says, taking a rushed sip of her tea.

“You know, Shaun, I think we may have made her emotional,” the Doctor says, feigning shock. “I think she may be crying!”

“Oh shut up!” She tries to glare at them, but she can’t keep it up for long. “I’m just happy. I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you two are getting along.”

The Doctor grins and Shaun reaches out to take her hand. “Well, we’ve got a pretty strong cause uniting us,” he points out. “Can’t very well not get on with a bloke who’d do anything for my wife. They’re family!”

Donna laughs again, watery. “Damn right they are.” When she looks back at the Doctor, he’s still smiling goofily. “Oh, stop looking at me like that.” Their only response is to grin even wider, a gleam in their eye that could be mischief, or could very well be tears of their own. She smacks them on the arm. “Stop it!”

But it’s too late.

Instinctively, she tries to reach up and brush away the rogue tears, but Shaun is still holding her free hand. Before she can try another way to hide the evidence, she’s swallowed up in a hug from either side. “Hang on, hang on!” She shouts, turning to quickly set her tea on the patio table. That done, she throws her arms around them both and holds on as tight as she can.

They stay that way until Rose sticks her head out the back door and shouts that dinner is nearly ready. Once they’ve all stepped back again, Donna wipes at her eyes and tries to blink herself back into control. “Idiots.”

“True,” Shaun agrees.

“But you still love us,” the Doctor finishes. She can’t help but laugh as they each press a quick kiss on her cheek before rushing inside to follow the smell Christmas dinner.

“I do,” she sighs after them, shaking her head. “No idea why, but I do.”

[raz-writes-the-thing]

Fluff/Mild Angst DW Drabble

Tenth Doctor x GN!Reader

Summary: sentence prompt drabble based off numbers 13 and 15 off this prompt list.

13. "The world needs more people like you / 15. "Do it or die trying!"

Requests are: OPEN

CW: Post S4 spoilers (sorta)

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“The world needs more people like you,” you say softly, cupping the Doctor’s jaw. Once again he’s stopped an Earthly event from going haywire and corrupting the timeline of the future. And once again, he’s not asked for anything in return. 

“Mm,” he hums back in return, clearly not really agreeing with you. “You know me. Do it or die trying!” He gives you a quick wink. You know he’s doing it to make you laugh, to keep you from prying at his feelings and making him actually process his emotions. He hadn’t been quite the same since Donna. 

And really, who could blame him? You’d barely been able to think about it either without getting teary eyed. And he’d known her longer than you had. Had bonded with her. The Doctor always made the most meaningful and deep connections with everyone he met. It was sweet really, when it wasn’t heartbreaking.

“And, I mean- really- life wouldn’t be worth it without it’s fair share of adventure, ey?” The Doctor continued, noting the way you were looking at him. Probably with a mix of concern and sadness. “Us and the TARDIS? Travelling time and space… wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You hum. You wouldn’t either. There was absolutely no way you could go back to life without him. Without your wacky adventures and the danger that inevitably followed. But it wasn’t all danger. It was beauty too. Between foiling evil alien plans there were supernovas, worlds of the deepest blues, grasses made from silk on other planets, intergalatic markets and everything in between. Too many things to count or list.

The Doctor had shown you things you’d never even be able to conceive of, never mind dream of. And you loved him for it. He was… something else. You’d say other-worldly, but that was kind of stating the obvious, wasn’t it? 

You lean your head onto his shoulder, taking a deep breath. The Doctor tutted comfortingly, and raised his hand to pat comfortingly at your hair. 

“One of these days, Doctor,” you sigh happily. “One of these days you might actually realise how special you are.” 

You doubted it. He was too preoccupied with everyone else to worry about himself. 

“Ohh, I don’t know about that,” he replies, giving you a kiss to the head. “Till that way-off day comes, maybe you’ll just have to remind me.” 

You nod tiredly, burying yourself deeper into the crook of his neck. 

“Will do, Doctor-Man. Will do.”

[spaceagesparkledust]

Random Doctor Who Hcs: Favorite Types of Touch!!

Nine loves hand holding. I feel like Nine is very closed off (emotionally) but this man grasps Rose’s hand all the time. So much. First thing he does. And he just…never stops. While dancing. While running. While walking. Probably while sleeping. Ultimate sign of trust for him. Long as he’s got Rose’s hand in his everything is okay. 

Hugs? Yeah. Loves a good congratulatory hug/clasp on the back. But again, huge fan of hand holding, him. 

Ten loves hugs. Like he and Rose also hold hands through all of time and space but he loves hugs. And he needs one constantly. In constant need of a hug. Sir was born out of love and after Rose leaves is constantly touch-starved and clingy. Loves to pick people up as he hugs them. Little spin. Totally would benefit from being compressed into a zip file.

Enjoys people (rose, Donna) messing with his hair. Just like a little scratch and he’ll melt. He’s like a cat. 

He’s very touchy with Donna who has learned to just deal with it. He’s taller than her so he’ll just lean down and put his chin on her shoulder. Or lean against her while watching movies. Just. puddle of time lord. Personal space who?

After Martha stops being his companion, he’s much more open to touch with Martha. He enjoyed hugging her before but his hugs just feel so much better afterwards. Holding hands with Martha is also pretty nice (makes him miss Rose though).

But I think also if he’s being particularly broody he won’t let himself be touched nor will he seek it out because’s always alright. (Donna’s got him though). 

Slightly touch-adverse post Midnight. If it’s a stranger and he doesn’t initiate it, he’s not going to enjoy it. If it’s someone he trusts then he’s more open to it and will likely reciprocate. But a stranger’s hands on him start to feel a little too much like the shuttle. Especially if its a harsh grab.

Tentoo gets to touch Rose all the time. Its great. Favorite type of touch is probably cuddling and kissing because he can do that now. Any time he wants without fear. 

Eleven likes subtle touches. Grabbing Amy’s arm while he’s excited. Patting Rory on the back or shoulder. Poking someone. He moves around too much for other types of touches so he’ll give little swipes of affection. 

He does still enjoy hugs though, particularly from Amy. 

I think if the Doctor’s hugged for too long he’ll like shut down or something. 

Amy discovers the head scratchy thing and it like, shuts him off. Completely slack. Amy finds it hilarious and so fascinating and 11 hates it so much. It is a good way to bring him back down to earth though. 

“Rory, come look at this.” 

“Do you feel better?” “yes. Don’t think I’m not mad at you anymore Pond.”

River also knows about this and threatens to use it for evil all the time. She and Amy have definitely chased 11 around the TARDIS, only for 11 to run into Rory’s arms thinking that Rory is safe. He’s not. Rory knows about the spot. Rory is not safe. 

I don’t think 11 really knows how to respond to kissing. Not his favorite. Could do without it/give him a warning if you’re going to kiss him. 

He’s gotten used to kissing River but sometimes he’s still ick about it.

He does love giving Amy forehead kisses though! 

Martha likes cheek kisses. She seems like that kind of girl. A little smooch to the cheek. She’ll do it with her family, they’ll do it with her. She’ll give them to her friends. She gives one to the Doctor post-companionship. She gives them to Jack. He gives them to her. Its very cute. 

Fourteen is touchy as heck. Oh my gosh. It’s different from 10 though where he was constantly touch-starved, no Fourteen just loves giving affection to his friends. 

Most affectionate with Donna. They’re like glued to each other. 

Gives Mel enthusiastic hugs too. 

Likes giving more than receiving. He very much needs to be held for a good minute but he much prefers giving hugs and other forms of physical affection TO other people rather than them to him.

[ctitan98official]

Human RE8 au: Miranda and Y/N are the parents of the four lords

I had an idea for an au where Miranda and Y/N are married and the lords are their kiddos. Alcina and Karl are fraternal twins and they’re 6, Sal is 4, and Miranda gets pregnant with Donna. Just fluffy family head canons. Oh, and Angie is their little dog! Reader, as usual, is gender neutral. Let’s get into it!

Life in your household is lively, that’s for sure. You hadn’t ever considered the possibility of kids before you met Miranda, but… You’d do anything for her.

After you two had gotten married, she talked endlessly about wanting to have a baby. She would get a far off dreamy look in her eyes as she imagined it. She had always wanted to be a mother. You eventually really warm up to the idea.

During Miranda’s first pregnancy, she was overjoyed to find out she was having twins.

You fainted during the ultrasound… But you were happy too.

Alcina and Karl were so tiny when they were born. However, they both grew to have big personalities. They don’t get along all of the time. While they love each other dearly, they just know how to push the other sibling’s buttons so well. Actually, your dog Angie can usually end their squabbles. A few licks on the face of each twin gets them to laugh and put aside their differences.

Alcina is your little princess. She loves to make you have tea parties with her.

Karl is your little buddy. He follows you around as you fix things around the house. He asks lots of questions too.

Sal was your third child. He’s quieter than his two older siblings, but he is brilliant. Even as a newborn, he instinctively opened his eyes and grabbed your finger when you held him for the first time. You joked that he was probably going to be a doctor or something when he grew up.

Sal loves to be read to… Mostly by Miranda, though. He is a mama’s boy, to be honest. However, you two love to watch movies together. That’s your favorite shared activity.

You and Miranda still make time for date nights. It’s nice to spend some quality time together away from the kids.

However, Miranda seems to have an ulterior motive on one particular date night.

You two are enjoying dinner together when Miranda suddenly becomes quiet as she thinks about something.

You quirk an eyebrow at this. “Penny for your thoughts, Mrs. L/N?” You joke.

Miranda’s face erupts in a blush. She clears her throat, nervous about something. “Y/N? I… I know how happy we are now.” She begins. “It’s just… Hear me out.” She says, holding her hands up in a placating gesture.

You swallow hard. What is she about to say?

“Um… I want to… Have another baby.” She admits.

Your eyes go wide. “What?” You ask softly.

Miranda reaches out to gently grab your hands. “I… Just think that our family isn’t fully complete yet.” She tells you. “I love you and the little ones so much. Another baby would add even more love to our lives.” She explains. “I… Just really want this.” She pleads.

Miranda’s request is so sweet. She’s already an amazing mom. You are silent for a moment as you process this information. Four kids… That’s a lot of responsibility.

Miranda feels like her heart is going to beat out of her chest as she waits for you to say something.

However, you finally realize that you wouldn’t mind another baby either. You breathe out deeply and squeeze Miranda’s hands. “If that’s what you want.” You offer.

Miranda gasps in happiness at your answer. Her eyes well up with tears as she leans over to kiss you. “I love you so much, draga mea.” She says as she pulls away.

You smile. “I love you, Miranda.” You tell her.

Miranda glances around to make sure no one is near before she once again leans over the table. This time, though, she whispers something in your ear. “What do you say we go home, put the children to bed, and have a little fun?” She suggests.

You quickly nod your head and desperately flag down a waiter so you can pay the bill.

Miranda giggles at how eager you are.

Needles to say, you and Miranda had a very (Re)productive night. (A/N: Haha! XD)

It doesn’t take long for Miranda to conceive. She decides to keep it a secret for a bit just to make sure nothing bad happens. She actually did that with the first two pregnancies as well, but you never realized. While Miranda is just hoping for a healthy pregnancy… She can’t help but be tickled at the idea of having another girl. Alcina would be thrilled.

Weirdly enough, while Angie is affectionate with everyone in the family, she has been glued to Miranda’s side ever since she found out she was pregnant. She whines or barks if she is away from Miranda for too long.

Miranda doesn’t mind. Running her fingers through Angie’s coat is calming.

Once Miranda has decided that she is comfortable telling you the news, she cuddles with you on the couch as you two watch a show… And just blurts it out during a commercial.

“Y/N? Could you pass the popcorn? Also, I’m pregnant.” She says in literally the same breath.

You nod. “Sure.” You say. But your eyes get wide when you finally comprehend what she just said. “Wha- For real?!” You ask her, excited.

Miranda grins. She reaches out to cup your face and gently kisses you. “Yes, my love.” She says happily.

“Holy shit!” You yell, elated.

Miranda quickly claps her hand over your mouth and shushes you. “Shh, Y/N! The kids are in the other room!” She whispers at you.

“Ha! Y/N said a bad word!” You hear Karl announce to Sal and Alcina. The three of them start laughing immediately.

Miranda sighs and puts her hand on her forehead.

“Which one did they say this time?” You hear Sal ask innocently.

You start chuckling.

Miranda growls and pops your shoulder. “So, you’ve been teaching my children your dirty vocabulary, have you?” She asks sourly.

“Ow! No! They must have just heard wrong!” You defend yourself.

Karl doesn’t make anything better. “Well, last time they said fuck, but this time they said shit!” Karl relays. His two siblings absolutely lose their minds at this.

Miranda scoffs. “Unbelievable.” She says, shaking her head. She stands up and promptly walks out of the room, Angie hot on her heels.

“Hey, babe, wait!” You call out.

Miranda’s had enough foolishness for one day… You end up sleeping on the couch that night. Miranda can’t stand cursing.

Note: Angie and Donna were meant to be together from the very start T^T Also, I don’t know which of the four lords is canonically older than who, but from some of the information we get from the game I think Donna might have gotten the cadou last.

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[dwarfnamedevily]

im sorry but like... the 60th dw specials are for the doctor x donna shippers,the ' i absolutely love her..'??holding her in their arms BOTH times were they thought she was lost???hand kiss??? holding hand to chest??? head kiss ??

go home, this is a doctorxdonna shippers only, event!!!

[paleprincessturtle]

The Sorrow of Tomorrow Part 2

Part 1 here

She momentarily opened her eyes. Her whole body felt like a wreck. There wasn't one inch of her body that didn't hurt. She blinked, and she looked to her right. Harvey wasn't looking down at her, but his hand was holding hers in a vice grip. She tried to open her mouth, to say something to soothe a visibly upset Harvey. But she couldn't. She heard something about a nurse telling Harvey not to wait outside. She heard Harvey beg to come with her. Harvey's voice was hoarse. Not long after, she felt Harvey's hand loosen on hers. She couldn't hear or feel anything anymore afterward. She succumbed to the darkness once again.

Harvey was waiting in an uncomfortable chair. Head in his hand. He was sobbing. His shoulders heaved as tears now refused to shed. A warm hand touched his shoulder, then sat beside him. He lost track of time. Has it been one hour, two, or five? He refused to look at his wrist. He thought that if he knew how long it had passed and it got more than the nurse said the surgery would be, something terribly wrong must have occurred. So he chose to just look down and bury his head in his hands. Everyone was there in the waiting room. Donna, Jessica, Mike, Rachel, and even Louis looked like he was about to break down himself. She and Louis really shared a lot of things, against all odds. It was now too long for an operation to be, wasn't it? Harvey thought. It shouldn't be this long. He was tired.

He heard the OR doors open. Harvey snapped his head up so fast and stood way faster that he thought he'd collapsed. A visibly tired-looking doctor emerged from the room. Before the doctor had a chance to mutter any words, Harvey was already in front of him. Followed by the others. "How is she?" Harvey said his voice was just above a raspy whisper. "She is fine," the doctor said, as Harvey felt like his knees were about to give up. Thankfully, Mike was right beside him, supporting his weight. "The knife didn't cause any serious damage to her abdominal organs. Alas, we had to remove a small part of her intestine due to the injury. But there is nothing to be worried about. The operation went well, and she's recovering." After the doctor informed them that they could see her in the next 2 hours and excused himself, Jessica came to Harvey as Harvey cried in her arms.

She was in and out of consciousness. What she knew was that she was now in a hospital room. Her body still felt like it was hit by a train. She saw Harvey sitting beside her hospital bed, sleeping. She tried so hard to remember the last piece of clothing Harvey wore because it seemed to her that he was in the same clothing. She moved her fingers. Damn. Everything hurt. She tried again, and she successfully caressed Harvey's hair with her frail fingers. Harvey's eyes snapped open. His eyes finally met the eyes of the woman he loved more than life itself. "Oh God," Harvey whispered. She smiled. Harvey promised himself he wouldn't shed another tear when she woke up. But upon seeing her smile—the smile he hadn't seen in way too many torturous hours—he broke down. He took her hand in his and brought it up to his lips. Kissing it as if it were his lifeline. "I thought I wouldn't be able to see you again." His voice trailed off. "I thought you'd die." Harvey's voice cracked. She couldn't say anything yet; she felt like there were spikes in her throat. She moved her hand, now wiping away the tears on Harvey's cheeks. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you like I said I always would." Harvey shook his head, remembering just the freshly happened accident. The pale look on her face, the cold feel on her skin.. Harvey stopped himself from thinking about it all over again. She shook her head weakly. Hesitantly, Harvey leaned closer to her. I kissed her lips softly—oh, so softly. "I love you. I love you so much," he said between kisses. "I'll call the nurse," Harvey said as he jolted out of the room.

"So, how are we feeling, Mrs. Specter?" Doctor Gilmour entered her room as Harvey stopped making jokes about the vending machine down the corridor. She looked at the doctor, confused. Then to Harvey and he just smirked at her. "If you are feeling better, I will discharge you first thing tomorrow morning. Your chart shows good improvement." She almost jumped in bed upon hearing the good news. "I'm feeling better, much better." But it was Harvey who didn't look too happy. "Are you sure she's okay to be discharged? We could definitely stay another few days. Just to make sure." The doctor smiled knowingly at Harvey. "She's showing good progress. In fact, I feel like going home will do her good," the doctor turned at her, "won't it?" She nodded eagerly at the doctor's question. After the doctor excused himself, Harvey sighed. "You don't seem happy that we'll go home," Harvey shook his head. "I'm just thinking about how much rom-com I will have to watch with you for the sake of your recovery once we're home." Harvey faked a forlorn look. "We all know you're a sucker for Richard Gere," she smirked as Harvey laughed.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Harvey asked, he sounded almost mad at her. "Umm, taking cold water because I'm parched." She dramatically caressed her throat. "I've told you to stay in bed; if you need anything, ask me. I left you for 5 seconds, and you're already on your feet." Harvey scolded her. He took the water bottle and carried her in his arms. He situated her in their shared bed. Harvey opened the water bottle and handed it to her. She took a big gulp as he watched her. Harvey sat beside her. "I'm meant to take care of it. You're not as much as lifting a finger; you understand me?" Harvey looked at her, face full of seriousness. She smiled goofily at him. "What?" Harvey asked. "You're cute when you're all protective like this," she giggled, stopping herself when she felt pain in her abdomen from the movement. "See?" Harvey hurriedly helped her lay down. He laid beside her, and for some time they just laid down together in silence. "When you are fully healed, I'll tell Jessica I'll be taking 2 weeks off. I want to show you the world." She looked at him in disbelief. "Harvey, you've been working from home for almost a week. You can't take another 2 weeks totally off." She was ready to fight him. He shushed her with a peck on her lips. "You.. Us.. It's more important than work. I felt like I took everything in life for granted. When I thought I'd lose you, I felt like I was about to die myself." She smiled at how Harvey finally talked about his feelings openly. "We'll travel around Europe, just as you always talked about. I'll make your dreams come true." Harvey said against her lips. "You are my dreams come true, Harvey."

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[my-little-delusions]

To the Ends of the Universe Pt. 2 - Dick Grayson x Reader

Pairings: Dick Grayson x Reader (Romantic), Bruce Wayne x Assistant!Pennyworth!Reader, Donna x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Death, cursing, violence, talk of self harm, talk of domestic abuse, talk of terminal illness and hospitals, experiments, smut (skippable)

(It's a long summary I know I'm sorry. Read it or don't.)

Summary: When you were 6 years old, you were diagnosed with a terminal illness. The doctors said there was nothing they could do, and your health would rapidly decline. You wouldn't live past 8 years old. Your parents refused to take that answer and decided to make their own cure for you. However, they couldn't stop there, they didn't just want to make you healthy, they wanted to make you super. Make sure nothing could put you in harms way ever again. After a faulty experiment when you were 10 years old, the lab they worked out of, killed your parents and left you a sole survivor.

When reports of a "super kid" loose on the streets reached Wayne Manor, Bruce picked you up. Alfred ended up adopting you legally, but when Bruce realized you had no control of your powers, he decided to train you. Teach you how to use your powers and keep them under control.

A year later Bruce adopted Dick. Growing up and Training side by side you and Dick were inseparable. Your crush on Dick, the cute guy you would with a year older than you, only got worse. As well as his protectiveness over you. Your relationship flourished and you two seemed unstoppable. But what happens when Dick convinces you to leave Gotham? Make a new life for yourselves all on your own.

Disclaimer: I am fully aware my timeline/numbers are screwy, don't think about it. This is based solely on the Titans show, it is definitely not comic accurate lol.

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"I wish I didn't have to leave you baby," Dick mumbles, his arms wrapped around my waist.

"Baby," I smile looking up at him amused, "We can't do this every morning. You need to go to work, you said you would commit to this,"

"I know," He groans, pulling away, "You know they keep trying to give me a partner, I don't want to work with anyone but you,"

"I already told you I am not joining the force, there is too much surveillance on the cops,"

"But-"

"No. Look, Dick, being the Green Jay with you and Bruce on occasion was fun, but it put too many targets on my head, I can't risk my powers getting linked to my identity. Even by the PD. I mean, can you even imagine what they would find if they drug-tested me?"

"You're right, you're right," Dick laughs, "I guess I just miss you is all, I'm not used to not seeing you all day every day you know," He says, placing a kiss on my lips.

"I miss you too," I say once I pull away, "How about when you get back tonight we have a night just to ourselves, alright?"

"Oh yeah?" He quirks, "Alright, I'll look forward to it.... Orrrr we could have right now to ourselves,"

"Oh my god just go to work," I smile, shoving him away a bit.

"Okay, okay," He throws his hands up in defeat, grabbing his keys and coat, "I'll see you when I get home."

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"HEY BABE!" Dick calls, his voice laced with concern and an assertiveness I haven't heard since Gotham.

Swiftly I hurry my way towards the staircase, worry coursing through my veins. However, once I reach the stairs I freeze.

There Dick is at the bottom of the stairs, his lips pulled tightly in a like and a girl tucked away behind him.

"Fuck," I whisper under my breath, running up to him and pulling him into a hug. Dick just stands there, his shoulders slouched in defeat.

Pulling away, my eyes scan all of his features, my eyes glossing over slightly. His hardened face softens as he looks at me.

"I'm gonna go pack our stuff." He says, his tone is serious again,

"Okay.." I say, following him with my gaze as he brushes past me, his fingers lingering on mine. "Hi," I say, facing the girl. Her head whips up. "I'm Y/N, what's your name?"

"Rachel"

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Dick opens the car door to pop open the trunk.

"This is yours?" Rachel asks as she steps into the garage.

"Family heirloom," Dick answers, tossing our luggage in.

I walk up to him, my back to Rachel. Reaching out my hand, I rub his arm through his jacket, attempting to comfort him.

"I'm sorry baby," I whisper to him, aware that Rachel is most likely listening, but at least whispering doesn't invite her to chime in, "I know you really wanted to avoid this sort of thing again."

He looks at me with a soft smile, reaching his and over and placing it on top of my hand on his arm.

"From the circus?" Rachel asks,

Dick chuckles, looking up from me to Rachel, "Not the one you're thinking. Come on let's go."

I adjust my posture from leaning on the car and walk to the passenger side.Opening the door, I lean in to u latch the front seat, revealing the small 2nd row of the car.

Giving Rachel a smile, I motion for her to get it, but she hesitates.

"We'll keep you safe, I promise,"

"That's not something you can promise," Rachel says to me before getting in the car anyway.

I push the front seat back into place and get in.

This feels like something we can't turn back from.

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The awkward silence in the car since we left the garage is slowly becoming unbearable. Tensions are high. I can practically feel the stress radiating off of dick.

Looking over at him, I can see his emotions plastered all over his face. It's a look I haven't had to see since we left Gotham. Exhaustion. Sadness. Anger. All of it.

My heart clenches and I reach over to Dick's free hand, pulling it over to my lap and holding it. Giving him reassuring squeezes throughout the drive every time I feel him tense.

"Where are we going?" Rachel finally speaks up,

"Somewhere safe," Dicks says, swallowing hard,

"My mom, says there's no such thing as monsters," Rachel turns her head to look out the window, "I think she was wrong."

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"Thank you," Dick says to the waitress, "You want a hot chocolate or something?"

"Just a coffee, black," Rachel says,

"I bet they have marshmallows," Dick smiles. My heart swells a bit as I look at him. I haven't seen many smiles like that from him in a long time. Definitely not in Gotham.

"I'm not a kid, okay?" Rachel snaps at him a bit,

"Rachel..." I say, with a bit of a warning tone, glancing at the waitress standing there awkwardly.

"Okay, same for the lady," Dick says and the waitress fills up Rachel's cup with a smile, gesturing to offer me some.

"I'm okay, thank you,"

The waitress gives me a smile before walking away.

"My mom didn't like me to drink coffee," Rachel says, reaching for the sugar and pouring a long steady stream of it into her cup.

Dick chuckles, "Sweet tooth, huh?"

Rachel says nothing.

"Rachel, has anything like.. like what happened happened before?"

"No, not like that," Rachel takes a deep breath, her voice growing shaky, "I didn't mean to kill that guy,"

"How did you kill that guy," Dick presses further, but Rachel only takes a sip of her coffee and stares off to the side. "We're gonna go see some old friends of ours," Dick glances at me, They're safe, they'll give us a place to lie low for a second, get our heads together. Give us some time to get our heads together."

"You're scared I get it," I say to Rachel, "But sometimes there's no time to be scared,"

And then.

Pain.

Blinding pain.

That's all I could feel.

It felt as if my head was boiling and my bones were freezing and cracking.

"Fuck." I say, my eyes squeezing shut my body beginning to curl in on itself. My hand reaches out to grip Dick's arms, gripping him hard, my nails digging into his forearm.

"Y/n? Baby? Hey, hey what's going on?" Dick's worried tone just barely breaking through the crackling noises sounding in my head. Opening my eyes, I can make out Dick's worried expression through my blurred vision, his brows furrowed, eyes wide, lips parted slightly.

"Dick?" I say, my voice is shaky as my vision begins to grow dark, my body becoming numb.

"Babe, come on, talk to me, what's happening right now?" Dick begins to tap my face lightly, trying to get me to wake up.

All of a sudden, it feels like my body is getting pumped with pure oxygen and I gasp loudly, drawing attention from.others in the restaurant.

My chest heaves and I look around the room frantically as Dick continues to stare me down with his worried expression.

Dick's hands cup my face, "Are you okay? What just happened right now?"

"I-I don't know," I say, "I think I'm okay... I'm okay"

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Authors Note: This fic really is for the girls who just wanna take care of the poor baby. :/

Request Open!

(If there's anything specific you want to see in this story as well, just comment it, I am open to suggestions)

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[rebeccasteventaylor]

Oh, I loved how much Doctor and Donna time that gave us, how it showed how well they know each other, how well they work together.

And they hug - and are ready to hug - so much more than they used to. And he’s so ready just to kiss her hand or head to show how much she mattered. And how focused he is on getting her home safe. And he looks at her like her being beside him is the most precious thing