So this is the ask made by @riveranddoctorsong123 Which i feel you might be exited to hear may or may not have started up a series. Not exactly the request, I hope you don’t mind. Less like River’s nickname more like each character has their nickname which applies to everyone else. So, this is the first of what may be a series, ‘Sweetie, Darling, Love’ Hope this is close enough to the request, you may have more to come! And remember anyone can request an imagine or one-shot, whatever you call them, or even another story for this series here.
Word count: 1057
Bit of a rant, anywho
“River” You whined, your voice echoing off the stone walls. “River”
You huffed at the lack of response, shifting under the incredibly uncomfortable
cot in your cell. Stormcage was never known to be fun, but you had honestly
never thought it to be this boring. “River!”
You called again, annoyed. You heard a huff from the cell next door and smirked,
knowing you were the cause of her irritation. “River!” You shouted one last
“What the hell is it, (Y/N)?” River snapped. You bit your
lip in an effort not to laugh, knowing it’d just make her more annoyed and then
she would be likely to hit you next time you decided to escape for the night.
Speaking of which…
“When’s your husband coming to pick us up?” You asked, not
caring if anyone heard. Even if the guards knew you were planning to leave that
night, they would never be able to stop you. And everyone knew you’d simply break
in again later that night or the next morning.
“Sometime tonight actually” She responded easily, knowing
there was no danger in saying so, same as you did. You gave a small nod before
grimacing at the uncomfortableness of the cot once more. You sat up, walking
over to the bars by the door of your cell, leaning on them with your arms
“Any possibility he’d let me have a nap in his box for a
while?” You asked, resting your head on the cool bars.
“I doubt he’d mind, but we’re not waiting for you” River
said simply. You frowned.
“Rude” You muttered. You sighed, standing silent and
unmoving for a minute or two.
“River” You drawled out. “River, I’m bored”
“You’re always bored” She shot back.
“It’s always boring here”
“No one ever said prison would be fun, Sweetie”
“No one ever said prison would be boring, Darling”
“I think you’re meant to assume that” River told you, her
voice betraying her amusement. You heard the snap shut of a book and smirked.
“Are you writing in that diary again?” You asked knowingly.
There was silence for a moment.
“No” She said slowly. You laughed, completely unconvinced.
“You were. Even if you’re not writing, you’re rereading old stuff.
God, you’re mushy in love” You said, faking disgust at the thought.
“You’re just jealous” She said confidently.
“Why would I be jealous? You love me already” You shrugged,
enjoying the banter. There was a reason you called her when you got bored.
Messing around with River Song made everything more interesting.
“Well, that’s a little true” River agreed, her voice
suddenly closer as she stood at the bars of her own cell. Her arm reached out
the bars and grabbed yours.
“He’s late” She commented after a moment, making you realise
she had been looking at her watch.
“When is he not?” You shrugged. Just as the words left your
lips, the sound you loved the most in the universe started up, wind blowing the
hair away from your face as you grinned. “Speak of the devil” The blue box
materialised before you and it wasn’t a moment after she landed when the man
you’d been waiting for dashed out, a grin on his face as he made his way over.
“Hello, River, (Y/N)”
The two of you spoke at once, grinning back at him.
“Gonna get us out of here?” River asked, and you could
practically hear that raised eyebrow expression.
The Doctor’s grin turned to a smirk as he looked between you.
“Still debating it” He teased.
“Oh come on, Doctor. It’s boring in here. I know a way we
could have a lot more fun” You complained jokingly. He raised an eyebrow.
“Tardis” You nodded over his shoulder at the box in question,
before raising your eyebrow right back at him. “What did you think I meant?”
You asked innocently.
“Tardis” He copied, pulling out his sonic screwdriver. It
wasn’t very long at all until you and River were tugging the Doctor back onto
the beloved ship.
“You miss me, Darling?” You whispered, leaning into the
console as you stroked it lovingly.
“I did” The Doctor replied instantly, smirking as he stood
behind you. You rolled your eyes with a grin before turning to him.
“Down boy, you’re married” You teased.
“She doesn’t have to know”
You couldn’t help yourself, laughing at that. His face lit
up as he joined in and you heard River chuckling to herself on the other side
of the console.
“I missed you, I was out last time you and River saw each other”
You pointed out. The Doctor gave you a soft smile and pulled you in for a hug,
which you accepted readily. He just held you tightly for a moment and rubbed
your back before pulling away.
“Okay, where to? I know, there’s a great planet I found a
couple centuries ago. If we-“
“Now, now, Sweetie” River cut him off, smirking at him. “I
think it’s about time me and (Y/N) chose, don’t you?” The Doctor huffed,
looking much like a child who was told he couldn’t have a cookie before dinner.
“Okay, fine” He muttered, moving to stand at the console
between you and River. You laughed at his behaviour, taking up your usual
position at the console. You looked over the two panels that were your own
before looking back up as River spoke again.
“What was that?” She asked, looking up at the Doctor
expectantly. He sighed before a smile broke out.
“Yes, of course, Love” He corrected.
“Much better” River nodded, looking up at you. “Don’t you
“Much” You agreed, nodding.
“Plotting against me, always” The Doctor muttered, shaking
his head. You grinned.
“You love it” You countered. He gave a small nod.
“Possibly, but only a little” He agreed, flicking a switch
and looking up at River expectantly. She finished up typing in the co-ordinates
and shot you a smirk as she pulled the dematerialisation lever.
“Here we go” She declared.
“Onwards!” You cried happily.
“Geronimo!” The Doctor followed as you took off and the
Tardis shook in the unstable but always interesting manner you and the Doctor
never let River fix. As it should be, the three of you, the Doctor, River and (Y/N)
in the Tardis.
This was my first Doctor who request on Wattpad and I made this story into quite an epic piece b/c it almost felt like a real episode in a way :) I hope you guys feel the same as your reading it. No warnings really just some butt-kicking action with the 11th doctor MY doctor and the Ponds feat. river song :)
A young woman around 18-19 years old was being forcefully dragged down a corridor like a rag doll by her arms by 2 guards with a single eye patch over their left eyes. The girl had looked like he had come out of a wrestling ring for if you moved her matted (h/c) from her face, you could see the bruises and dried blood all over her face.
The guards opened up a cell door and threw her into the cell like she was trash as one of them said.
“Sooner or later you’ll talk, you can’t protect them forever”. The cell door then closed and was bolted and locked to ensure she didn’t escape.
It was then the girl smirked a famous grin that she had inherited from her mother.
She took out a transmitter and sent out a distress signal.One for the past and the other in the future.
“Doctor, can we not sleep in the bunk beds tonight” I asked as Rory and Amy laughed in the background.
“(Y/N) No! Bunk beds are cool. A bed with a ladder!” I tilted my head to the side as he sat and worked with the wires of the tardis.
“Fine but tonight you have to sleep on the bottom bunk, ALONE” I stated sternly. he didn’t like this one bit. Whenever we slept he always was the big spoon and he loved sleeping on the small mattress together.
“Fine no bunk beds but promise to read me ‘Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy?” The doctor of course said this with his sweetest look sticking his lip out.
I was so tired from helping John and Sherlock today, to be honest I didn’t know if I had it in me to read out loud.
“Oh go on! Ya know he’s gonna keep begging” Amy piped her Scottish accent coming through thickly.
“Fine but first I’m going to go get pancakes ” and with this I took the book from the shelf and started walking in the corridors. Knowing if I thought about food long enough the tardis would create a kitchen.
“ Sweetie will you make me some fish fingers” river yelled from further down the hall.
“OH WE HAVE MORE FISH FINGERS” the doctor heard the request and now I was making two people fish fingers with custard and pancakes-
“(Y/N) hey can you make Amy and I some spaghetti” Rory yelled from his and Amy’s bedroom.
“I WILL NOT BECOME THE CHEF OF THIS TIME MACHINE”