‘’Maybe The Doctor has children….Who knows, maybe some of them are mine..’’
-The Legends of River Song
Why The Doctor and River need to have babies…Because ;
They are amazing with babies..
They want babies.
They love each other
They are married
and they have a normal life to raise a child now 24 years <3 PLEASE #Moffatgiveustimebabies
Their child will be grandchild of the Tardis and the Child of the Doctor a child who is came from Tardis and Doctor like a symbol of their connection
Their Child will be a Pond..Daughter of Melody Pond grandchild of Amy and Rory a new Pond who doesn’t want it ?
and Brian,his son,his grandaughter(Melody) now River’s child 4 generation would be travel in the Tardis :)
Melody couldn’t have mother father child family picture as child she needs to have it as mother properly !
For 11th Doctor he has thought he is the last of Time LOrds and he found out his wife has Time Lord DNA..Like a miracle..what would you do ?? I think he needed to continue his race !
River has Time Lord DNA but human Doctor is a Time Lords so their child will be like %75 Time Lord %25 Human she’d have all the specialities of time lord but would have humanity and human perspective..
she or he would be as clever as River and Doctor as strong as River and Doctor I mean universe needs their child :)
In Human Nature /Family of Blood episode we saw how much the Doctor misses to having children having a wife having a family being a father and in The Legends of River Song we saw how much River yearns for to be a mother and how she saw it like mystery of universe,she wonders and wants to live that ‘’magic’’ shetried to ask to Doctor but just scared what if he’ll laugh…so it wouldn’t be fair if Moffat won’t give them children…
Why Not ?
Why does River and the Doctor have babies? ”To which Steven said: “Why don’t they? Well, who’s to say what goes on? We don’t see very chapter of the Doctor’s life. Imagine these two as parents”-Steven Moffat
Companions comes -goes after everyone left The Doctor’s child would be look after him..Like AMy told River because she is his wife now River can say to their child…’Look after your father…’’
Pairing: Tentoo x Rose | Rating: All | Word Count: 1.2K Summary: A very pregnant Rose surprises the Doctor with some work she did on their nursery project. A/N: For this prompt a Nonny submitted to @timepetalsprompts. Needless to say this is baby!fic. :) Read it on:AO3 or Teaspoon
Rose. Baby. Rose. Baby. Rose. Baby. The Doctor’s mind giddily replayed his two favorite words in the universe on repeat the whole drive home. Friday had taken its bloody time arriving, but here it was finally! His eight months pregnant wife had made a point of complaining to him lately how she was bored out of her mind sitting at home on maternity leave (ordered by himself, Jake, and Pete rather than by her, mind). Well he’d made a promise to his dear Rose that they would spend the weekend working on the nursery for their expected little bundle of joy. After a grueling week nothing would bring the Doctor more joy.
Six years into his life in Pete’s World the Doctor woke up one morning with Rose tucked under his arm and asked her if she’d like to be a mum. A year and some heartbreak later Rose became pregnant and the Doctor became paranoid. But they’d successfully made it through eight months, he was determined to help deliver a healthy child into the world.
The Doctor was beside himself he was so excited and anxious, and he only had a few agonizingly long weeks to wait before he could greet his precious child. His first human child! First of many, if he could convince Rose. (That might take a while after this pregnancy, with its bumps and hiccups.) That was a whole other adventure for a time when Rose wasn’t threatening him if he didn’t bring home chips - which he did! He was not forgetting this time. He’d learned his lesson.
Though his own stomach was growling, on the way home the Doctor began devising a plan to convince his Rose to take a load off while he got started on painting the baby’s cot. They’d built it together themselves! The Doctor had even drawn up the plans himself, taking nothing to chance where his unborn child’s safety was concerned.
“Rose, love I’m home!” the Doctor called from the entryway.
“In the kitchen,” a muffled shout replied.
He followed the sound of rushing water. She better not be washing the dishes again, he thought. He promised Rose he’d take care of them when he got home. She in turn promised him she wasn’t porcelain and really did have a difficult time not succumbing to the urge to clean house, but agreed to leave the dishes be at least. But she was merely washing her hands. The Doctor strode up behind her and snaked his arms around her womb. He was just in time to spy some blue paint circling the sink drain.
“What have you been up to?” the Doctor muttered into the warm nook of her shoulder. “I see that paint there, Rose Tyler.”
Rose craned her neck and brought a kiss to his chin, soft lips warming his winter-stung skin. That viciously wicked tongue of hers peeked between her teeth and she grinned. “Nothing.”
The Doctor hummed disbelief and fell to one knee. Greeting his child every time he saw Rose had long since blossomed from a habit to a tradition. What on TARDIS would he ever do once his little one was scampering up to greet him? His heart swelled at the thought.
“I think your mum is stretching the truth a bit, don’t you little one?” the Doctor asked his unborn child after nuzzling Rose’s womb through her shirt.
Here we have it, the last
part of the baby series! It was quite amazing to bring back the stories from the pregnancy series and make this small mini series spin-off and I will forever and always be a sucker for father!5SOS. I hope you’ve all enjoyed reading it as much as I have enjoyed writing it! I also decided to add the babies’ birthdays :-)
You can find like this and use it as a masterlist or you can like the post below for the original one! As per usual, happy reading! x
A huge pile of gift paper wrap was covering literally the entire floor
in Liz and Andy’s living room, William’s head barely poking out from the huge
mess. Chatter and laughter were filling the living room along with quite music
playing in the background, and a silent yawn escaped past your lips. “Tired?”
Luke hummed in conclusion and leaned his face down to yours, his arm resting
casually on the cushion behind you. So many things had been going on today you
could feel it in your legs. The second William woke up he was engulfed in
presents and it hadn’t stopped since you visited Luke’s family for a small
birthday. Luke had tried his best to make Liz not spoil William too much but
telling a grandmother that statement was clear nonsense. The second you were welcomed inside you
noticed the huge stack of presents on the floor in the middle of everything.
And with William already knowing what it was about he was hard to keep away
from it, even during dinner and when a huge cake baked by Liz was being served
in front of him. It wasn’t until the birthday song was over and he had ripped
off the paper hat on his head in irritation that he wanted to get down from his
chair and towards the presents. And now, by the help of grandma Liz he was
covered up in paper to his chin and barely looking at his presents. It was
totally the excitement of packing everything up that caught his interest.
“William, do you want some raisins? You questioned slightly while rattling the
small purple package in your hands to catch his interest. He looked up with a
scrunched nose that told he wasn’t the slightest interested and you pursed your
lips. He barely ate before and now he was starting to put the paper in his
mouth. “I’d say raisins are better than that, Will.” Liz giggled lightly and
took the wet paper out of his mouth. You nodded your head with a smile and
rolled your eyes by his stubborn attitude, your hands caressing the cushion
under you. You were sitting in the exact seat where your first contractions
started. It was hard to believe it already had been a year and you could tell
that Liz was thinking the same. “Brings back memories, huh?” You nodded your
head with a warm smile and felt Luke poke you in the side. He nodded his head
towards the door to the terrace when you furrowed your eyebrows confused but
followed him the second he stood up from the couch. “What’s up?” You questioned
when you closed the door behind you and he lifted a small envelope in the air.
“This is for you.” “But it’s not my birthday.” You mumbled slightly confused
but regardless accepted and opened it. You quivered an eyebrow confused when
you noticed three plane tickets along with a picture of what you would call out
as Hawaii. “I know it’s not your birthday,” He grinned slightly and looked down
at his feet shy, “It’s my anniversary present for you.” Your jaw fell by his
words and your eyes widened in realization. “I remember this moment exactly one
year ago where I after such a long time finally admitted my feelings for you.
And somehow, so amazingly, you were feeling the same. And this is why this day
is so special. Not only is it the day of our son’s birth but also the day where
I finally got my princess after so much waiting.” You were left stunned by his
words, a huge deep shade of red embracing your warm cheeks. “It would be nice
if you said something.” He giggled awkwardly when you hadn’t done anything for
a whole minute but look at him somehow surprised. Giggling by his statement you
hurried to place your hands on his cheeks and pulled him in for a brief but
passionate kiss. You could feel him smile against the kiss and you pulled back
to lean your forehead against his, standing on your toes to reach his height
while he placed his hand on the lower part of your back. “Happy anniversary,
Y/N. I love you to the moon and back.”
Calum (July 24th):
”Okay everyone so I’m gonna need you to become extremely quiet now. And
no, we’re not going to play Amnesia if that’s what you’re thinking.” Calum said
into the microphone with a smile, dropping his bass and letting it hang by his
shoulders. “So some of you might have noticed from now after the at least
thirty pictures posted on my fiancée’s Instagram that today is July 24th
aka my son Alexander’s first birthday.” It was a mix of holler and shouts that
appeared after Calum’s information, the girls on the front row jumping up and
down with an Australian flag. “And I want this day to be really special for
him, especially because I’ve dragged him and his mother on a five month plus
length tour. Today is one of our last concerts actually.” He moved away to take
give a short pause and looked towards the stairs to the dressing rooms. He
could see shadows walk around and Ashton jumped out of his drum kit to help.
“So to make this even more special than ever we’ve decided to drag him here in
stage. Please welcome my son and Y/N.” Calum raised his arm in the air towards
you walking up the stairs carefully, holding Alexander close to your chest. He
was wearing huge children earmuffs to block out most of the noise from the
crowd and his eyes widened the second bright lights were on him. The crowd went
into a large holler despite Calum’s request but he couldn’t even get mad. This was
pure amazing. “We even baked fucking cake!” Michael exclaimed in excitement
when Ashton and Luke came up behind you with a trolley, a massive blue cake
placed on top of it with pictures of Alexander. “So instead of screaming and
all that we really want you guys to sing a birthday song along with us!” Calum
loosened the mic on the stand and grabbed it in his hand easily. Heading
towards you to meet half way he placed a soft kiss to your cheek before
caressing Alexander’s. “Can you do that?” The crowd made a mix of hollers,
simply girly screams and yelling yes repeatedly. An award winning smile
appeared on Calum’s face and he fished out a lighter from his back pocket to
light up the one candle placed in the middle of the cake. Alexander watched his
father with a curious expression as both he and you kneeled down so he was
level with the cake. “Come on everyone!” Michael yelled and started the
birthday song already, the boys catching up along with you and the crowd.
Literally every single person in the arena was singing at the top of their
lungs, pulling out their phones and swinging the flashlights in the air like it
was Outer Space played all over again. When the song was over everyone was
clapping massively, Calum wearing the proudest smile on his face. “Come on
Alex, you gotta blow the candle.” You giggled even though he most probably
couldn’t hear it and you puckered your lips to make him puck his. Helping along
to get the candle blown out you clapped your hands excited together with Alex
who started to giggle, the whole crowd cheering along with the boys. The award-winning
smile on Calum’s face couldn’t be described. The past year had been so fast and
so amazing he almost couldn’t believe it. He was so insanely proud of you he
felt so blessed. He had managed to drag you three along on a tour for so long
and now it was nearly over. And to see his three favourite things mixed
together at once was by far the best sight in his life so far. His fans, the
band and his little family. He couldn’t wait for more moments to come and a
wedding finally being launched. And most importantly, he felt like the luckiest
man in the world. And to experience everything along with you and Alex made it
ten times more exciting. Oh how he loved his life. ”Thank you, every single one
of you.” He admitted into the microphone and smiled towards you and Alex, Thank
you for the best life one could ever dream of.”
Michael (April 13th):
”Oh my god.” You giggled the second Michael arrived out of the kitchen
with a massive cake – not to mention all made by himself – in a tight grip in
his hands. Karen, his mother, widened her eyes too by the sight as he proudly
placed it in front of Celeste with wide eyes, the girl looking up at her father
with the matching emerald orbs. ”Wait she gets that one by herself?” Calum
questioned almost confused and readjusted the pink hat on his head, taking a
look around the table. It was filled with at least three different cakes,
muffins and Danish pastry but Michael didn’t have any limit when it came to
this day. He had been pacing around all morning excited, he was even more into
the decorations than you were. Everything was decorated in lilac, pink and red
colors in your living room. Everyone from your families were wearing hats,
including yourself and the boys. Michael had even tried to put one on Celeste
but she wouldn’t have it at all which only made you giggle. ”Michael insisted
that she needed a cake herself to dig in.” You chuckled while moving a bib to
avoid her spilling on her beautiful dress that you had given her in birthday
present. ”Because she deserves it.” He said proudly and took a seat on the
other side of her and leaned his arm on the rack of her baby chair while moving
the plate of cake closer to her. And that was when the boys exploded out in a
sing, trying to not laugh as they all sang different tones of happy birthday.
Your families tagged along with the song while you looked down at Celeste
proudly, her interest being more focused on the cake in front of her rather
than the singing around her. ”Come on, cupcake. Just dig in.” Michael encouraged
into her ear while singing and grabbed her hand to put it into the cake. She
looked up at him almost to confirm and when he nodded his head encouraging she
smacked her hand against the cake excitedly and moved it up to her mouth. ”Yes,
that is my princess!” He cheered excitedly and clapped along until the song
came to its finish, everyone awing at her by her cuteness. Ten minutes later
when people seemed to quiet down with chit chatting and eating Michael cleared
his throat and sat beside you. ”Everyone, we actually have an announcement to
make.” He admitted, earning silence and all eyes on you now. ”We have one extra
present for Celeste we’d like to share with you.” You informed and Michael grabbed
a bag he had been hiding under your table, pulling up a light pink onesie.
Everyone was looking at you in curiosity as Michael folded it out and showed
what was written in front. ”I’m gonna be a big sister.” Luke read out for
everyone and his eyes widened, ”Oh my god, Y/N you’re pregnant again?” All eyes
widened in excitement by Luke’s question, making everyone’s jaw fall. ”Wait is
it true?” Karen questioned but with such happiness she almost cracked a tear.
”Yep we took a test. Three actually to be sure. We will be expecting in the
start of January next year.” Michael admitted making everyone rise up from
their chairs in unison to graduate you guys, giving you hugs while Michael received
high fives. ”Well we gotta give a big cheer to the new upcoming parents, once
again.” Calum admitted and rose his bottle of red soda in the air, ”To Michael,
Y/N, Celeste and the little one.” ”Or two’s.” Ashton added with a smile and
raised his glass too, everyone cheering together along with you guys. ”Let’s
hope the new one or ones will be more like Y/N.” Luke commented and nodded his
head towards Celeste who was too occupied with the cake in front of her,
frosting and chocolate covering the skin around her cheeks, mouth and nose. You
wore the biggest smile on your face as you looked down at Celeste proudly,
feeling Michaels hand come down to your stomach
caressing over the soon to be growing skin.
Ashton (September 9th):
“Are you sure they are even allowed to have ice cream yet? It does
contain diary products.” Ann commented in fits of giggles while watching the
ice creams being served in front of the twins, Cloe’s eyes widening in excitement
while Zack was more into the toy he had been given on top of his baby chair
table. Ashton rolled his eyes by his mum’s question and shook his head lightly while
reaching forward to grab a spoon. “This is their first birthday of course they’re
gonna get ice-cream.” He grinned and ruffled Zack’s mini curls that were
growing on his head, definitely matching his father’s. “Besides, I’ve made my
research. These are only sweetened with fruit so I’ve ordered one with banana
for Zack and one with strawberry for Cloe. And since they are officially one
year old from today it means they can eat it. Don’t think I’ve thought this
through, mum.” He grinned and smiled excitedly when the waiter used a lighter
to turn on the small sparklers on top of the ice. Ann smiled softly at Ashton
while nodding her head understanding, happily that he could do everything
without his help. You grinned by the excitement Ashton was showing just by the
ice creams in front of your children. He had been like this all day making Zack
fussy when he decided to wake them up with almost too loudly singing of happy
birthday. But that didn’t stop Ashton from being exaggerated all day. He had
been smiling all over his face, engulfing them with kisses and every third
second peppered your cheek with kisses. And now he had invited the whole family
for dinner at a fancy restaurant down by the beach. He had even managed to buy
fresh new clothes for all of you including himself. It really was something
huge to him and so was it for you. You literally remembered all the pain you
had gone through just a year ago at the hospital. And to see two healthy pair
of twins in front of you with so many similarities from you and Ashton it both
looked and felt amazing. A small sound came from Zack’s tired state and you
could feel awe’s appear from people’s mouths in reaction. “It’s all Ashton’s
fault.” You giggled slightly while lifting Zack up from the baby chair and
placed him in your lap instead. Grabbing a spoon you took a smaller piece of
the ice cream in hope of him to stop the whines, a satisfied smile embracing
your face when his expression changed completely. “What, Cloe thought waking up
to a birthday song was exciting!” He grinned while watching Lauren feed her
with the ice-cream, her face seemed to enjoy the exploring feeling of something
cold and new. “Well Zack thought the opposite.” You remarked while enjoying and
felt Ashton’s arm brush yours as he rested his on top of your chair. It made
you lean further against his touch while scooping up more ice-cream, feeling
Zack lean forward to get his mouth filled. “He’s happy now, isn’t he?” He
grinned down at you with a smirk and you rolled your eyes in reply but still
remained the happy smile on your face. Ashton took a look around the table with
a huge smile on his face. Everyone was having a good time, you were a smiling
mess and the twins were eating happily. This was such a perfect moment for him.
“Waiter?” He questioned the second one passed by and he stopped in track by the
request. “Could you be my man for a short moment and take a picture of my
family and I?” He reached his hand out for the waiter and he nodded his head
politely. “Of course, sir.” He replied and took a step back to get everyone
into the frame. “Smile everyone. This is going on my Instagram.” He grinned
towards everyone before leaning his head against yours, smiling all over his
face. This picture would be his new favourite thing. The picture that showed he
had finally made it. His whole life in just one frame. Oh how he loved his
life, you and the twins. It couldn’t compare to anything else. He was ever so happily.
Pairing: Nine x Rose and Ten x Rose | Rating: All Summary:
While shopping for Mickey and Martha’s baby shower, the Doctor shares with Rose occasions when he helped others with their babies, wearing a baby carrier and dabbling in obstetrics. A/N: Prompted by @chiaroscuroverse and @gingergallifreyan. Technically a Doomsday fix-it with slight canon divergence. I decided to just make this one fic. :) And it should go without saying, but just in case, this is baby!fic.
“Best baby store in the galaxy, right here Rose!” the Doctor cheered, holding up his hands in the air in front of a giant mall-sized baby store. Rose wouldn’t refute that claim, not if it really was that big on the inside.
They headed inside and Rose watched in shock (though really she wasn’t sure why she was surprised) as the Doctor became a kid in a candy store, racing a trolley down the first row of aisles with his feet on the bars. Rose apologized to the shopkeepers as she followed behind him at a leisurely pace. Eventually he’d stop. And he did, in the rocking chair section. Rose wiped her hand across her face as the Doctor tried out each one, humming in contemplation and voicing his mental notes as he plopped up and sat down. It was in moments like this that Rose wondered if he really was 900 years old and not five. But bless him, he was cute. Rose would give him that.
“Just so you know if we’re getting Mickey and Martha a rocking chair you’re carrying it back to the TARDIS. And honestly we should be looking at more practical gifts, don’t you think?”
“This is practical!” the Doctor argued, folding one leg over the other.
She snorted. “And what do you know about babies anyway, Doctor?”
He stood up and shoved his hands in his suede coat, straighting up in pride. “I’ll have you know, Rose Tyler, that I’m a baby expert. Got loads of experience, me.”
“Oh yeah? Prove it then.”
He started strutting down an aisle full of stuffed animals. “Don’t need to. It’s not my fault you weren’t present when I demonstrated my masterful baby wrangling skills.”
BTW it’s completely fucked up that these men keep pulling the infanticide card on me as an example of female violence. Postpartum Depression and Postpartum Psychosis are very serious mental health conditions that effect women after birth. And for everyone so concerned about this being addressed, IT FUCKING IS. The government can put protective orders on women’s children if someone suspects she is in danger of harming her child. She can literally get put on supervised visitation to her newborn baby. Doctors after birth are always hounding you about depression and how you feel after birth. THERE ARE ACTIVE PROTECTIONS IN PLACE TO STOP THESE TRAGEDIES FROM HAPPENING. But go on, demonize these poor women for being victims to mental illness.
my sister had a threatened miscarriage today (she’s fine now but she needs to stay in bed for the next week) so if i’m not here much on the next few days it’s because i’m helping out with the house and my nephew and don’t have time for tumblr. i’ll probably go online a couple of times a day but not as much as i usually do.