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10th Doctor x G/N reader

TW: Swearing obviously:)

It had been a lovely little trip with the Doctor, he had taken you to the small yet thriving city of Cashine for a peaceful day out. The two of you had wandered through a plethora of gardens, filled with some of the most lovely flowers you had ever seen.

As you skipped through a new leafy archway, the Doctor lingered a bit behind you looking at the lavender sky and pink clouds, with the greenery surrounding you balancing it nicely. He had mentioned earlier in your journey that this planet was well-known for its copious species of flowers and herbs used all around the galaxy.

Most of the gardens were in greenhouses to assure protection for the plants, but this was the first you had been to that was built similarly to a maze. It made for a challenging walk, but you still enjoyed it all the same.

You walked for a bit more as the Doctor was explaining why the sky was such a lovely color before coming upon a new arch made of some sort of orange flower that had enticed you more than anything else so far. From that arch, a pale blue sign hung below it with a sentence saying, "Flower Adoption Center."

"Doctor?"

"Yes, love?"

"I'd assume that this means we can pick flowers for ourselves right?" you asked excitedly.

"I suppose it does," he replied with a large grin, loving to see your excitement.

He had been fairly quiet while walking around all the gardens up until the few minutes before this, simply just taking in the beauty dancing around him, though the flowers weren't a bad view either.

"What if we went and picked flower bouquets for each other??" you giggled.

"If you want to," he replied with a shrug. He didn't really care what you wanted to do, as long as your happiness never faded.

The two of you wandered away from each other for a bit as you found beautiful flowers of blue and purple, some shaped like stars that actually glittered, and some that were round and fluffy, smelling of sweet honey. Those same orange flowers that decorated the arch found you along with reds and yellows that stood out in your large bouquet of blues.

Right as you finished picking your last few flowers the Doctor wandered up to you, although it seemed he had never ventured too far from you to begin with.

He appeared with a very large bouquet of pinks and blues, with lovely [f/c] in the center.

"Y/N my love," he said with a flourish, "these are for you."

You giggled as he stepped into a bow to hand you the flowers, and curtsied in return. As you exchanged flowers, you felt a sharp pain on your finger, presumably a thorn.

"Fuck!"

"Y/N!!! Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" he gawked at you.

"Nope, just you darling."

You could see a bright red creeping up from his neck as his flowers dropped to his side.

"Speechless?" you teased as you looped your arm through his.

"I-uh suppose you could say that," he stuttered.

You gave him a quick peck on the cheek and felt him relax a bit as you guided them out of the garden.

"Where to now Doctor?"

An Explosion of Cybermen

An Explosion of Cybermen

Eleventh Doctor x depressed reader

I've never written x depressed reader before so please let me know how I do<3

Eleventh Doctor x depressed g/n reader

TW: MENTION OF S/H

You lay in bed staring at the ceiling or your red-tinted room. You knew you needed to get up and begin your day, yet your body physically wouldn't let you.

"Y/N dear! Are you up yet?"

Oh, Doctor...

"We'd better get a move on if we want to see the stars of Fovine, it's a once in a lifetime experience getting to see the constellations align with one another!" he giggled as he rapped on your door.

He entered wearily and found you in the same position as before. He frowned and hurried over to your bedside.

"Y/N are you alright?" he questioned while poking your face.

You sat up and forced a smile as best you could.

"I'm perfect Doctor, don't worry about me."

He looked at you skeptically, but grinned and gave you a kiss on the forehead telling you to be ready in five anyway.

You found a fresh shirt, not bothering with new pants. Trudging into the bathroom you barely had the energy to comb your hair, and the way your toothbrush was eyeing you was nauseating. The mirror revealed the parts you didn't want to look at for a minute longer.

The razor off to your left caught your eye.

Maybe a distraction would help...

No. Not again. Not after all this time.

You clutched your sleeved arm and ran out of the bathroom before it was too much.

"Ah! There you are Y/N, wondering what was taking you so long."

He began rattling off more pieces of information while fidgeting with all the bits and bobs on the console.

What was the planet again? I can't even hear him right now. I don't want to go... But he's so excited... I don't want to hurt him.

"Y/N... Y/N... Y/N!"

"Huh? Oh! Yes Doctor!" you rattled off hastily.

He stopped everything he was doing and stared at you more intensely this time. He walked over to you with the only noise from the heels of his boots.

He grabs your hand gently and brings it up to his chest.

"You don't have to pretend around me you know." he soothed as he placed a gentle kiss on the back of your hand.

"Love, please, what's wrong?" he pleaded.

You couldn't stop staring at his shoes, you couldn't look up. Well, more that you didn't want to.

He gently lifted your chin so you'd look at him and as he was about to speak he saw the tears welling in your eyes. The worry in his eyes begged you to tell him what was wrong.

"Doctor I'm sorry I don't know why I can't just be normal today but nothing feels right and it hasn't for a while and I just didn't want to spoil your day I'm so-"

He cut you off with a hug that forced all the air out of you and left you on your tippy toes.

"Don't ever apologize for that dear. You don't have to be perfect or sacrifice yourself for a silly old man like me."

You clutched onto the back of his coat and let everything out as he held you.

"Come on love, let me take care of you, please?" he begged.

You sniffled slightly and gave him a very meek 'alright'.

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Guys I am SO sorry I have not posted sooner I have just been simply exhausted and sick lately so I hope you guys enjoy this! I’m also on break currently so hopefully I’ll be able to churn out some more oneshots.

10th Doctor x G/N Reader

TW: Drugs in drink, creepy dude

The day had started out fine. Perfect, actually. He had taken you to the Isles of Autorris Neondner, for ‘no reason in particular,’ he claimed, and that their main city being made completely out of your favorite crystal had ‘absolutely nothing to do with it.’ 

The city itself looked just like you imagined The Emerald City would look, but less harmful to the eyes and more modern. You had explored almost anything and everything you could, very unprepared for the amount of stairs there were, although the view each time made the long walk worth it. 

For your final destination of the day, the Doctor had taken you into the largest tower sitting in the center of the city. It was filled with all kinds of crystal art, and ballrooms, with the finest restaurant in the universe at the very top. 

The domed ceiling was made of diamond, and the setting suns filtered through it casting lovely rainbows all over you and the Doctor.

Just as the two of you sat down, purple fizzing drinks in what appeared to be wine glasses were set in front of you, along with a few other appetizers that seemed to be unfamiliar even to the Doctor. 

He pointed his screwdriver at each item, and gave it a quick flash.

“The drinks,” he read off, “are non-alcoholic, not carbonated even though they look it, and are made out of a purple flower called a wiflutter.”

He took a small sip and thought for a minute.

“It’s rather sweet, although it tastes quite bitter when you first try it. Here, it’s harmless.” He pushes your drink to you and you take a cautious sip.

You make a slight face that disappears almost immediately as the bitterness leaves when you swallow. 

“Ooh, I like that!” you say excitedly. The Doctor gives you a grin and takes another sip himself, ad begins to try some of the appetizers they set in front of you. 

As you watched the suns set out of the windows near you, a fanfare from the orchestra caught the Doctor’s attention. 

“Y/N, take a look at this,” he prodded your shoulder. “It’s the prince!”

“They have a prince?”

“Well, not a prince exactly, but it’s the closest translation into your language,” he said. “He is currently the only heir, and his name is.... Ah! Prince Anderaephim.”

He appeared in the middle of the dancing area, said a few words, and invited everyone to go dance. He had very light blue skin, very dark red hair, and yellow eyes. His suit was the same color as the tower, and was covered head to toe in diamond jewelry. He left the center of the room and the orchestra began their charming melody once again.

“Care to dance Y/N?” the Doctor extended his hand.

“Of course,” you smiled in return, he tugged you over to the floor.

As you swayed to the lovely sounds, you could feel someone’s eyes boring into your head, although you tried not to let it ruin your perfect time with the Doctor.

Right as the Doctor lifted you back up from a dip as the music flourished, you felt a tap on your shoulder.

“Excuse me, I realize that we hardly know each other, but ever since I laid my eyes on you I haven’t been able to look away from your ravishing features.”

You stared back at the prince in disbelief, partly because you could hardly believe this was real, but also due to the fact you could just now see all four of his eyes, all a piercing yellow that made you far too uncomfortable.

“Oh, um, thank you,” you said awkwardly. 

“Would you do me the honor of dancing with me?” he bowed.

“That’s, uh, a very kind offer, but I’m not one for dancing,” you tried to lie.

“Oh nonsense, you danced marvelously with your friend here, let me have that experience too,” he pried.

You glanced over at the Doctor, who kept staring at the young prince, but gave a reluctant nod anyway.

“Alright...” you mumbled.

As you were pulled away from the Doctor, he gave you a look that said you wouldn’t get hurt with him there. 

You heard the music start as the prince spun you around again and again, you weren’t really listening to what he was saying; you felt dizzy and wanted to stop spinning and the way Anderaephim’s eyes were glowing made it hard to see. 

The Doctor was glaring at the prince, upset he couldn’t do anything. However when he saw the blue alien guide you off somewhere alone, that’s what he snapped. 

“What do you think you’re doing?!” he yelled.

“Finding a spouse, clearly!” the prince returned.

“You can’t have them!!!” 

The Doctor didn’t like to be violent but he was especially protective over you. So throwing a punch at the prince was frankly no surprise. The Doctor ripped you away from him and ran as silver blood ran from his nose.

“GUARDS!!! SEIZE THEM!!!”

You still couldn’t make out everything around you, and could barely tell the Doctor was even by your side. 

He pulled you into a corner for a moment to calm you down. 

He whipped out his sonic screwdriver and you squinted from the blue glare. He looked at it and back at you frantically.

“Oh love I am so sorry. I’m so so so sorry please forgive me,” he begged, pulling you into a hug. 

“What’s happening?... Doctor I don’t quite understand...” you mumbled.

“Remember the drinks we had earlier? The flowers they’re made of have a drugging effect, but strictly on humans. I’m assuming they tried to drug me too but it didn’t work. Ugh! Why didn’t I see it before?!”

He quickly shut up when the stomps of guards came by, and looked down at your cowering figure. He felt awful. It was bad enough you had to run from these guards, but you couldn’t even trust your own surroundings because of what that monster gave you.

“Hold my hand?” he asked, his eyes pleading forgiveness. 

“Always,” you replied, starting to feel slightly better. 

You managed to make it back to the TARDIS in one piece, for better or worse. As you slammed the doors and sunk into a chair nearby, the Doctor came up and grabbed your hand again. 

“Y/N I’m so sorry this is my fault I should’ve been more careful if I had only seen it sooner none of that would’ve happened and I-”

“Doctor!”

He stopped rambling and met you with his warm brown eyes, swimming with regret.

“Doctor it’s okay, I’m alright now aren’t I? I’m here with you, and whatever side effects that drug had will wear off I’m sure. I’ll always be here, as long as I’m with you.” 

You cupped his cheek and he melted at your touch, relaxing for the first time in what felt like centuries. He reached out and clung to you like never before, planting a soft kiss on the side of your temple.

The closer you are to your soul mate the warmer/colder it gets

The dreams you have are actually your soul mates old memories

The name of your soul mate only appears on your skin after they've fallen in love with you

If your soul mate gets hurt, flowers bloom on you in the same location

The first words your soul mate says are tattooed on you

One person very strictly not believing in soul mates and being proved very wrong

"You're kinda cute, you know... Only kinda"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"

"I hope by now you know just how much you mean to me"

"Do you just want to cuddle?.."

"Yes I have feelings for you, moving on"

"Hold my hand?"

"Love, please, just shut the fuck up for a moment"

"It's not up for discussion, you're my date"

"Everything about you simply amazes me"

"Can I stay? I'd rather not be alone right now"

"You don't have to pretend around me you know"

Hold me I'm cold.... Woah when did we get so close???

You've got something on your face/in your hair...

"You're jealous aren't you?" "Am not"

"I can't believe you dragged me into this"

"You're not supposed to laugh!"

"I vote today be a pajama day"

When you write on your skin it shows up on your soul mate's as well

The age of your soul mate is when you meet them is tattooed on you

Feel free to request specific things but keep in mind I pretty much strictly write for the 10th and 11th Doctor