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Dating the 10th Doctor would involve…

  • Falling in love with his craziness and inventing of new words
  • Travelling all of time and space in the TARDIS with him
  • Grabbing you randomly and kissing you squarely on the mouth
  • Joining him on adventures and fighting evil aliens and monsters and saving the world- more times than once
  • Becoming close friends with Captain Jack- who thinks that the Doctor has finally found someone badass and cool enough to make him happy; he absolutely loves you and always wraps you up in a big hug whenever he sees you
  • Visiting all of your favourite people from history together (and possibly going forwards in time to see your descendants)
  • Hiding his sonic screwdriver when he’s in a mood and teasing him about it
  • Surprisingly incredible sex
  • Becoming close friends with Donna- who is glad to have another badass woman around, and whenever the two of you are together you start chatting excitedly and laughing loudly
  • Going on the most amazing dates to other planets
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You’ve known Captain Jack Harkness for a long time now, but it seems the flirting never ceases.

“Y/N!” he greets you again. “Its brilliant to see you again…” and it goes from there…

At first you’re only messing about with him because he’s an old friend and back-and-forth flirtation is something the two of you have done for a while. But then the Doctor seemed to be getting increasingly agitated.

When Jack had just begun another cheesy pickup line, you felt yourself being tugged off to the side and was face to face with the Doctor.

“Doctor?” you said, raising an eyebrow at his uncharacteristic actions.

He was practically seething, but when he opened his mouth to say something, all he could do was stutter and run his hands nervously through his hair.

“What is it?” you prompted.

“I love you,” he managed to choke out, wetting his lips and looking down at you nervously, “A-and I can’t stand it whenever the– two of you– are…are…yeah.”

A wide grin spread slowly across your face.

“Somebody’s jealous,” you singsonged, cupping your hand around the back of his neck and capturing his lips in a kiss before he could stutter and stammer himself into a shy puddle on the floor.

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Stumbling under the weight of your school books, you huffed as you fished around in your bag for your car keys. They had to be in your bag somewhere, surely. Shifting the weight of the tall stack of books to the other arm, you put more purpose into the routing around of your things but still couldn’t find them.

“Y/N?” A voice came from behind you.

At your name, you spun round- careful to not knock over the precarious pile of books- and eyed the man standing in front of you curiously. “Yes?” you asked, suspiciously.

“Y/N, it’s me, the Doctor,” he told you slowly, gesturing to himself as though you were supposed to know who he was.

You stopped and took a moment to scrutinise him properly. He looked to be around late twenties to early thirties, with fair brown hair that tousled apparently effortlessly around his head. A light splash of freckles spotted his nose and cheeks; his eyes were bright but quickly filling with hurt when he realised you hadn’t recognised him. He wore an ankle-length brown trench coat over a pristine blue suit.

“I’m sorry,” you shrugged, offering him a small smile. “I don’t know who you are.”

Turning away, you triumphed as you found your keys in your pocket and unlocked the car door, shoving everything in your arms into the back seat before clambering into the front.

As you drove away, you glanced at your mirror to see the man -the doctor- still watching you drive away.

Unexplainable pain etched into his features…

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The Doctor had been looking particularly down-heartened recently and it made your heart sink when you saw him like that. You’d thought it was because he was remembering his old family and friends- those that he had lost- and had tried everything to try and cheer him up.

“Y/N!” he sighed one day. “That isn’t the reason I’m sad…”

Taking his hands, you caught his gaze and asked him, “Then what is?”

Gushing his words out in a rush of breath, he replied, “It’s that I’m utterly in love with you and I know you won’t feel the same.”

At that proclamation, a grin spread across your face and leaned forward to capture his lips in a kiss.

“What a silly thing to be sad about.”

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He was nervous- it was obvious. How else could you describe a stammer that wasn’t present before, sweaty palms and that shy little running of his fingers through his hair?

So, the Doctor was nervous. And he was also asking you out. That was a pretty big thing too.

Cutting him off from how he was trying to describe his feelings- but stuttering so hard now that it was actually incoherent- you captured his lips in a kiss, murmuring, “Yes.”

Rules: Using only one band, answer the following questions. Then tag ten people.

tagged by this sweet lil strawberry @intimidating-curls  ☆

Artist: kate bush

What’s your gender? rubberband girl

Describe yourself: babooshka

How do you feel? wow

If you could go anywhere: wuthering heights

Favorite mode of transportation: running up that hill

If your life was a TV show: king of the mountain

Relationship status: love & anger

Greatest fear:  hounds of hell

onto these beauties~ @ttachibana @cass-act @flyhalf-number10 @iwashimibae-sumiaki @grungeshojo @miyuki-atsushi @awesome-possum-stuff @abirdwholikesanime @hades-thot-queen @katherine-ciejek  ♡

this is my fav tag tbh so if anyone wants to jump onboard & show off ur music go ahead & use my tag :’3 optional ofc i imagine most of y’all have done this at least once ;3;  ♡

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{{- @flyhalf-number10 -}}

#etsu gonna be at the wedding #i know yura will need someone to be salty with #but pls dont make him catch the bouquet XD

”You’re invited to Yuri’s and my future wedding.”