#13th x reader

Hi yeah, i reopened matchups :}

I pair you with the 13th doctor,

I feel like with this doctor if you say that you like something or a type of show she will take you to see every single version of the cast that it has to offer

she will buy you new art supplies and keep every single one you give her

once you tried to teach her how to play Just Dance and she throw the remote at the TV, it is safe to say that Just Dance will be getting added to the {do not play with the doctor} list which has grown very long since the 11th doctor

thirteenth doctor x reader concept/headcanon

Hi! So it’s a short one (again, sorry) but this is loosely based off a writing prompt by the lovely @write-it-motherfuckers which was super fun to write! Definitely go check out their stuff if you’re stuck on writing something!

Masterlist

“Doctor.” You stared at the creature in front of you. “What... What the hell is that?”

The creature stretches its long legs, tilting its head back slightly before looking back at you curiously.

“It’s a cat!” The doctor replied from the console room.

“It’s... it’s a dragon! You’ve bought a dragon on the tardis!”

“No,” she shouted “Look at its ears! It’s a cat!”

“That’s a headband!” You inspect the creature, not wanting to get too close in case it blows your head off, when suddenly...

BURP

The dragon huffed, exploding a small puff of fire into the room right above your head. “Doctor!” You shriek. “It’s literally breathing fire!” She pops her head around the door, goggles firmly on her nose and grinning.

“It’s a very rare breed!”

a/n: this will have a part 2 as i rambled on a bit oops. part 2 will hopefully be written and posted tonight im feeling ambitious. *Reader is 18+*

It crept like a predator does it’s prey. Slowly flowing through your veins and changing the way you think. At first you didn’t notice, but The Doctor did. She notices everything, eventually.

Maybe you should’ve said something earlier, when you’d been pricked by one of the plants in the alien forest you were walking through. You didn’t think anything of it. Sometimes you forget that humans react differently to alien beings and objects.

It started with mannerisms, you had developed a twitch in your right hand, making a fist and unclenching it every 10 or so seconds.

You were last in line, behind Yaz. You were walking for a while, about an hour by now, The Doctor turning her head back every so often, making sure you were all there. That must’ve been when she noticed. You were each holding a torch of some sort, enough light around to be able to see the twitch you had acquired. She made a mental note for later.

While you were all walking, the others were discussing the other adventures they’d been on before you joined. It made you jealous, even before this thing had invaded your body. It made you insanely jealous. They’d been laughing and recalling old memories for about 20 minutes before the jealous boiled over and turned into anger.

“Oh my god will you lot just shut up!” It took you a moment to realize what you had just said. The group turned around, in shock.

“Y/N…” Yaz started as she took a step towards you. “are you okay?” You backed up, a hand at your mouth, in shock yourself.

The Doctor gently pushed Ryan out of the way so she could move towards you. “Show me.”

You pulled up your sleeve nervously. The prick you felt earlier had developed into a dark patch on your arm, a deep purple coursing through your veins. The Doctor took your arm gently, getting a closer look. Your heart was racing, her touch was usually what calmed you, but this time, fear was all you felt.

“I didn’t mean to say that,” your own voice broke its silence.

“Of course you didn’t,” She looked into your eyes. “This isn’t you.”

“Doc, what do you mean?” Graham piped up.

“These plants are alive Graham, they’re a living consciousness. Something’s really wrong here and I can’t quite figure out what.” She sighed, and looked up at you. “But I will.”

You nodded.

“Let’s keep going, Yaz keep close to her.”

Yaz let the others stay in front and linked her arm with yours, the side that wasn’t infected.

As you walked, you felt your arm begin to burn, spreading out across your body, your grip on Yaz’s arm tightened and her attention was back on you. You were there, present, but unable to control your own body.

“Doctor, it’s Y/N.”

The Doctor quickly moved to the two of you. You pulled away from Yaz and your clenched fist went to meet The Doctor face. She caught your hand.

“You’ll never understand. I’m here, but you don’t see me. You see the others,” you hear your own voice speaking your most secretive thoughts. Things you didn’t know you were thinking. “You never see me.”

She tentatively put a hand on the side of your face. You could feel her touch, it helped you, but only made whatever was taking control of you angry.

“Get off me,” your voice lowered. Violently brushing off her hand on your face.

“Y/N, I know you’re in there.” The Doctor said softly, “I need you stay strong now. We’ll fix this, I promise.” The Doctor pulled out her sonic and directed it at you.

“I’m sorry,” The Doctor spoke quietly as she pressed the button. You feel your body gradually relax.

“What are you doing?” your voice angrily slurred. “What have y-“

Although it went dark, you could still hear as you were fighting for power of your own body.

“What did you do?” Yaz frowned.

“Give me a hand Ryan,” He helped pick you up and they continued to walk.

“Increased her melatonin levels by accelerating her body clock. Essentially, I made her sleep.”

“How long for?” Graham said.

“Usually I’d say 8 hours, but with whatever’s inside her, 1 maybe 2.” The Doctor had spotted a building. “There it is, not far now.”

The power of this being was overwhelming you. You were either getting weaker, or it was getting stronger. You didn’t know, but you were losing hope, which only caused you to gradually allow the being to take over.

When the group arrived at the building, it was abandoned.

“Looks like a science lab,” The Doctor said, pushing left over materials off of one of the beds. “Put her down here,” she ushered Ryan over and had him lay her down.

The Doctor stared at your sleeping body and frowned. She was worried, hoping you’d have the strength to hold on.

“What do we do?” Yaz said. “What happens when she wakes up?”

“Well,” The Doctor started. “First we find out what happened here. These plants were never conscious.”

“Okay, but what about Y/N?” Yaz started. “Something’s taking over her body. Surly she can’t hold on much longer.”

“She’s strong, she’ll be okay.”

“How do you know that?” Yaz snapped.

“Yaz..she’s doin’ her best.” Graham said softly.

“Because she’s Y/N and she’s been through worse.” The Doctor spoke. A look from Yaz caused her to sigh and explain further. “If we don’t get whatever living consciousness is possessing her out of her within the next, oh I don’t know, half an hour? Her mind, her consciousness, will die.”

“We can’t let that happen.” Tears began to form in Yaz’s eyes. The Doctor walked towards her and held her shoulders.

Stories including the Thirteen Doctor because why the fuck not. These stories are all from Archive of Our Own under the hashtag   Thirteenth Doctor/You. 

Some of the other tags are giving me life, some include; gays in space, space is gay, everyone in the tardis is queer, give u depression type of angst, Lesbians in Space, cant be bothered to use caps on tags lol, thirteen hi can u be my wife and i already have a very gay crush on thirteen to list a few.  All of these were provided by avengrrs.

Works by avengrrs.

This is going to be fun!  Summary: you have to help the doctor survive through her first period. it isn't as easy as it sounds. (Given Summary)

Goodbye. Summary:  “All of this started with the expectancy that it "can't hurt", but the Doctor knew that it would.” (Direct Quote)

Just you , me, and the stars. Summary:  thirteen takes you to the best place she knows, as a treat for literally existing in her life.  (Given Summary)

Works by MissReylo

I Know You and I Love You. Summary:  She was wearing River’s ring around her finger, as soon as she had figured out how to make it smaller to fit around her new finger she had put it on...but Y/N’s ring. She was secretly wearing it on a necklace around her neck. She didn’t want to make Y/N uncomfortable by reminding her every day that the two of them were married.

That the two of them had once been in love.

Save someone. Summary:  But you weren’t a child. You didn’t have sunburns and plasters, you didn’t need a bedtime story. You were grown, you knew the world wasn’t a perfect place. And you knew there were monsters, horrible people out there. So when you were finally on board of the TARDIS and looked at her, realising what she had just done, you walked over to her and slapped her so hard it made your heart stop beating for a moment.

Sacrifice.  Summary: Ryan kicked against the ball that bounced against the wall. The sound echoed through the TARDIS. He knew Graham was in the next room, doing whatever the hell he did in his spare time. He waited for the usual: “Ryan, cut it out!”, but it never came. Normally he would be overjoyed. Graham’s nagging annoyed the hell out of him. Now? Now it hurt. He wanted everything to be normal. 

Happy Moments. Summary:  “Sappy,” she teased. “Ha, you started it Mrs. Happy Moments,” you teased back. You pulled her into a passionate sweet kiss, tangling your hands in her hair.

Snapshots Of Our Life.  Summary: Snapshots from the Doctor's and Y/N's life together. 

Phone Call. Summary: Thud.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Silence.Work Text:Click.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

"With Y/N, who’s this?”

“Me.”

“Doctor? You all right?”

“I’m great, Y/N.”

“You sound a bit out of breath.”

“I had to run. You know me, I’m always running.”

“Not too much trouble right?”

“Just the right amount.”

“You don’t sound like you’re enjoying this as much as you usually do, space girl.”

Doctor and Nurse. Summary: You have to play the Doctor's nurse for a bit when she's sick. 

Goggles, Goats, The Violin and Pizza. Summary: You just want to sleep. The Doctor claims to not need any sleep. While you sleep the Doctor gets bored. A recipe for disaster, eh? 

A Confession. Summary: The Doctor sacrifices herself. Y/N isn't happy. In a hospital, the Doctor confesses something. 

Tive que olhar duas vezes pra percebe que não era a Jodie,mais imagine o doc 13 nessa roupa 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I had to look twice to realize that it wasn't Jodie, but IMAGINE doc 13 in that outfit.

I hope this is alright I’ve never written a parent!character before so...there’s a first for everything haha. (Also my apologies; it’s short.)

Obviously, this is dealing with self harm—thoughts of self harm—so if this is a trigger for you, don’t read it.

The TARDIS hummed around you as you sat on the edge of your bed. Your knee bounced nervously. Your hands were clasped together but in between them, was a cold, metal blade.

You've been chewing on your lip so much, you're surprised there isn't a hole. You’ve been sitting here for a good 45 minutes. Thinking and contemplating. Frozen.

Something shifted outside your doors and you're head shot up. Your breathing became pants and your heartbeat spiked. There's nothing here to be concerned with and yet. Your knee continues bouncing. You untangled your hands and stared at the little razor blade. The little thing that can hurt so much. And maybe, just maybe, cause some relief. You shifted it between your fingers a couple of times.

"Y/N?" The familiar voice was low and very concerned. You quickly hid the blade again. (You cringed as it nicked your palm.) You clasped your hands together again. "What are you doing?"

She saw it. You know she did, but you didn't address it. "Nothin'."

She crossed the room and sat next to you. "Talk to me."

You were silent for a moment. You shook your head, willing the tears to stay at bay. She kneeled down in front of you. You didn't dare look her in the eye. She took her hands in hers. She looked at the knick and her hearts stopped for a minute. "Babe..."

You pulled your hands back, suddenly ashamed and disappointed in yourself. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

She shook her head. There was a beat and then she said, "No, don't apologize. Where is it?"

You hesitated again. You, carefully, pulled it out from under your pillow and handed it to her. She sat next to you again and enveloped you in a hug. "I'm not mad, baby. But don't ever think that the only way to escape it, is to hurt yourself. I'm sorry that I didn't catch something amiss. That's on me as your mother. I'm sorry. But I am always here for a good heart-to-heart. No judgment. No anger. I love you so, so much, (Y/N)."

Your ear was pressed against her chest. THe sound of her hearts and her voice was so incredibly soothing. You took in everything she said and you broke. Days of mental torture pent up inside and you finally broke. You started sobbing but she held you tighter.