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🥺🌼💕 get to know your mutuals!! when you get this, it means someone wants to know more about you, so list 5 things about yourself you want your followers to know. they can be as simple as your age or as complex as your deepest fear, as long as it’s something you’re comfortable with sharing. when you’re done, send this to 10 people you want to get to know better!! 🥺🌼💕

Hi, there!

My im Harvest and here are five things about me I thought my followers would like to know :)

1. I’m a college student working full time as well, thus leading to my upload schedule being very skewed. My majoring in criminal justice and looking to purse another BS degree in psychology or IT

2. This is a multi fandom blog. I have a love for many shows and enjoy writing any genre. I love requests as well!

3. I’m a gamer. In my free time I also enjoy to play games such as Stardew Valley, Sims, and Minecraft. I may also start streaming soon!

4. I’m terrified of heights. I can be in a plan, but open heights such as ladders scary the holy hell out of me

5. I’m a mom to two cats and a dog. Here’s a picture of my dog!

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i don't know if you're still doing the Doctor pairing thing but if you are can you do one for me? im a 5'00 biromantic heterosexual (i know, stupid-) girl, im clumsy asf, I have brown eyes (at least I've been told) and long brown hair that basically has a life of its own, I much prefer the internet to face-to-face conversation, im English and Im also basically a total nerd. Marvel, DC, Doctor Who, of course. im also probably too childish for my age and I also have trouble expressing my emotions

I pair you with 11.

Eleven has always had a thing for nerdy girls, even in his previous faces too. There was something about them that drove him mad and maybe that is why he loved you so much from the start. The way your eyes lit up when he rambled about his findings or his newest passion of that week. At first, if he is being quite frank, you intimidated him slightly with how quiet you were. When he broke your shell he knew that it was too late to return. He drove out the fangirl and melted his own heart. Finally, someone with who he could share his passions instead of being bullied by Amy. His favorite trait of your had to be your hair. He loved it despite the madness and chaos it brought. His fingers would often be immersed within the sea of chocolate locks when it wasn’t in his face or somehow within his mouth. While he often joked that you shed like the dog he loved you for every bit and piece. He also loved your childish side, because despite the situation you knew when it was needed for comedic relief and when it was time to be serious. Much like him, in fact.

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“👁️👄👁️” “👁️👃🏼👁️”

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DOCTOR WHO ▹ The Sound of Drums

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I was wondering if you could pair me with a Doctor? I’ve been described as kind, happy, smart, and very articulate. I love theatre(especially musicals), and books. I’m always up to try new things, and love exploring new places and learning through experience. I’m nerdy and weird, and I’m up to ramble back and forth, sit and read, or just about anything. I’m also a mom friend, and I usually spend time with friends trying to keep them out of trouble. I’m a girl, 5’4”, chaotic, and bi. Thank you!

I pair you with nine.

While he might not look like it, the man is a very avid reader himself. This is true with other personality traits of him as well that others may think he would never possess. Like being a mother -- well, acting like a mother hen. When you first boarded the doctor couldn't believe how much the two of you butted heads at trying to take care of one another and warning each other to be careful during trips. It seemed to be a never-ending cycle of “ No, you!” and “ I told you first, so shut it!” 

His favorite trait of you had to be your attention to detail and smarts, not to say you weren’t pretty, of course. However, this regeneration of him focused more on the mind than any of his previous faces or future. He loved your mind and would lay his head in your lap for hours listening to your stories and ramble sessions about your topics of interest. Mostly geeky things such as tv shows and book series during your time period back on Earth. 

His favorite aspect of you though, physical, is your height. He loved the fact that he towered over you and would hide boxes of cookies and cereal on the top of shelves away from reach. Honestly, it was just so he could see you pout and cross your arms. It’s adorable, really.

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD! Once you are given this award you’re supposed to paste it in the asks of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing happens, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you’re beautiful inside and out! 💖

Thank you so much, Ari!! You’re wonderful, too :)

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hello all good? are you better? if you have time, i could write a picture of doctor 12 x reader with the song "The Other Side Ruelle "anguish with happy ending, please.  

Posted! See fic titled “ The Other Side.”

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Take Your Place

Request: hi!!!! i think your doctor x readers are the bomb ((((: i was wondering, if ur not already drowning in reqs, if you'd do one for ten, where she travels with y/n and rose, but yns been with him for longer, whos in roses words "either really nice or super mean and possibly hates us. but that's okay, she's really funny." (description of 1 of my fav characters of all time🥺so would love this) would get along with 12 swimmingly. basically, out on a trip they encounter a monster that feeds on traumatic memories and it gets her. when they come to the rescue, they see her cry for the first time (vulnerable for the first time, really) and she's proper just bawling her eyes out.. you don't have to include the specific trauma memories or anything, just a concept (: my main thing is basically they see a usually really resilient reader cry for the first time. if you do this, thank you!! - @detroitbecomebitches​ 

WC: 1.1k

TW: Horror like environment? Mentions of traumatic memories, toture(?) AN: So as before I’m playing catch up. However, I will be coming out with more fics here soon. A mixture of a few fandoms. I appreciate all the support from you guys! Remember to turn on post nonfictions and reblog if you like. I also have a tag list for those interested to be tagged in all my fics! i hope you enjoy the fic, I have been struggling on how to wrap this one up, however, I think I incorporated everything you asked for :)

Out of all the things in this world you could have been petrified of, it certainly wasn’t a strange man falling from the sky with his blonde side-sick, no. It was this. It had to be this.

Another rough landing had the three of you on your asses, laughing uncontrollably at the sheer stupidity of the doctor and his antics. The man swore up and down that he could properly fly the old girl. He alone could fly a machine required to be flown by six men. A smile crossed your face as you stood, helping Rose up as you went. The three of you went towards the doors and the brunette turned back to face the two of you with wide eyes, shining brightly like a child on Christmas. 

“ Now, out there is vastly different than what we have explored before. Might not even know what is out there myself. Brilliant, right?” He laughed before kicking the door open with a muddy shoe, head tilting to the side to issue you and Rose out to the view of the planet. 

“ Sure, let's explore a planet where you don’t know the potential dangers, where we might get eaten alive, or worse,” You let out a laugh and turned to Rose with a raised brow mimicking the Doctor’s face,” We might get stuck with two of him if he gets cloned.”

Outside the doors held a vast field of dusty bluegrass, with small multicolored flowers littered in-between the weaves of tall bushes and tangled grass. In the distance held a grand city shimmering in the light of the three moons within the sky. It was a very mystic view. No matter where he brought you, it never failed to amaze what the universe held for you to explore and find. The never-ending destinations, the visits to certain periods on your home planet, and the encounters with species you only thought you’d see in those cheesy sci-fi movies back home. Normally the night did not scare you, despite the location. However, this destination felt off. Like there were millions of little eyes glued on you.

You reached down and grabbed the Doctor’s hand, fingers locking nervously with his as the three of you marched down the blacked pebbled path towards the dimly lit town. There was hardly any noise with the lack of wind, the sound of wildlife, or people. The mere sound of your footsteps and breath from the three of you echoed throughout the surrounding area. Rose turned to face the Doctor, who also seemed very uncomfortable, with a worried expression. Where was everyone?

From the nearby bushes came a rustle of leaves causing you to whip around to look, but the sound seemed to be coming from all directions and grew with intensity. It enclosed the three of you until a sharp hit to the head caused you to blackout and fall. The feeling of clawed like hands held onto your skin as it pulled you away and through the tall grasses.

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“Please don’t forget about me, I need you.” You whispered down to your loved one who laid within your lap, their smile so cheery and bright. The last bit of “family” you had cuddled up to you and it made you feel right at home. You had lost everything after the war with those alien creatures, Slitheen, as that odd man had called them.

“ Never, Y/N. I’d never forgotten about you.”

However, they had. They left, just like the others had. This time it wasn’t due to the creatures, It wasn’t from old age, it was by choice. The creatures hadn’t mocked their voice this time around pretending to be him when he said those awful words. He left you. The last person you had left.

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Your screams ripped from your throat as it felt like you were painfully ripped from a nightmare, well, a more out of body experience to be exact. It wasn’t like you were dreaming -- no, it felt as if you were spectating on a memory. The hooded figure standing above you crouched down to eye level with his silted, snake-like eyes meeting yours.

“ Ahh, I see. You fear he will leave, just like the others, don’t you?” His laugh pierced your ears as if it were being shouted through a megaphone. You cringed and covered your ears and slid further into the cold, wet stone wall. Where was he? Surely he would be coming any moment..right? 

The monster’s lip curled into a twisted smirk as he intruded your mind once again placing images of Rose and The Doctor turning away from the pathway and towards the old girl, without you. The tears have begun to roll down in thicker paths as you began to shut down. You could feel it beginning, losing your grip. You had been tortured by aliens before, by creatures of night and dreams. This time was different, something the Doctor had not warned you of before. It isn’t always the physical pain they play upon. Sometimes they use the pain of memories to fuel them. As you grew weaker, he grew stronger. As each wave of tears rolled down and the crash of cries against the concrete echoed the monster’s laughs grew hysterical. That was until the door slammed open and a very hot-faced, wild hair man came charging in with a very pink and blonde woman in tow. He was not thrilled in the slightest.

“ Leave her alone. Leave her alone, if you know what’s best for you.” He raised his sonic to the back of the monster’s head causing him to freeze still in that shocked stance of a raised arm and wide eyes. Animatronics? Robots? It didn’t matter, whatever it was, as long as the vision was over with. The Doctor extended a hand and helped you up, leading the way back to the TARDIS. He looked worried with his deep brown eyes. He knew you had been through a lot with him since the beginning of your travels -- Rose did too, according to the look pasted on her normally jolly face.

“ Don’t worry, Doctor. She’s either really nice or super mean and possibly hates us. but that's okay, she's really funny. And Humor will get us through troubling times. We would do anything to take your place in the bad times.” Rose laughed nervously as she rubbed across your hunched shoulder with eyes locking with the Doctor’s. And it was true. humor usually helped the three of you out, especially during troubling times such as these when memories of the past come to play.

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The Other Side

Request: hello all good? are you better? if you have time, i could write a picture of doctor 12 x reader with the song "The Other Side Ruelle "anguish with happy ending, please.  

Pairings: [12th] Doctor x Reader, Clara

WC: 963 TW:

Did he ever see it coming Would he ever let it go?

The Doctor didn’t understand what the other side felt like. Watching from the sidelines where he had to watch his loved one change into a new person with a new face, and new everything. He never saw it coming, he never thought you’d distance yourself from him when he changed his face. He had done it before, when changing from sandshoes to chinny. Why was this time any different than before? Was it the wrinkles? The grey hair? Or the fact that he broke your dreams? He promised you the world and now you were half way across the world, or universe. 

He bowed his head and dug his nails into the flesh of his palms, gazing distantly across the counsel where you once stood, laughing and holding on for dear life due to his so superb flying skills. The old man clenched his eyes shut and turned viscously on his heels. He couldn’t just show back up unannounced. You’d have his skin. He could still see the anger in your eyes and sadness within your voice. He had hurt you. He hurt you so deeply.

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You watched on as your husband changed his face once again. He kept changing into another face, another person, someone you had to learn all over again with the fear of him not remembering you. You sat on the floor as his energy exploded and circled the room bringing destruction in it’s path. You were angry. Angry that he had to go and change once more after you become accustomed to this new face. The last time he changed..he was afraid of you. He forgot your face for a few days before the memories came in. 

Fear struck again that he would be different.

That he would change so much that he might not want you around anymore. 

His face wouldn’t be an issue as it came to find out, but it was the feeling of being wanted. He made you feel like you were no longer wanted anymore. His personality had done a complete 180 unlike his previous regenerations that were so similar despite their individual quirks. He made you feel unloved.

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It had been a few months since the Doctor had last heard from you. Clara had returned home due to the lack of adventures and to give the Doctor some privacy in his wallowing. Hell, she had tried to make him leave the TARDIS. She tried so hard to get him back on his feet, but in the end he did not want to budge without you by his side. The Doctor groaned and ran a hand through his salt and pepper colored hair with a slight tug on the brittle ends.

Just outside those doors was your home much like it was reflected on the screens. The place hadn’t changed much, at least the outside. The same dull yellow bi-fold shutters lined the windows of the crème colored home. Where the summer time flower bushes stood was replaced with thick snow banks caused by, he assumed, shoveling due to the marks indented upon the snow. Another sharp sigh slipped past his lips as he caught himself eyeing every detail in a lame attempt to distract himself. What if you didn’t want to see him?  What if you still that saddened look upon you face as you locked eyes?

He glanced down to the ring on his finger that held nicks and dents from the years of travels. Despite how dirty and damaged it may be, he would never remove it. The old girl groaned loudly as if telling him “ Get going, old man.” The Doctor rolled his eyes and turned on his foot and down the ramp to the doors. 

“ You know, I don’t like your attitude.” He snarked back at her causing her to give another whine and open the doors herself to get him the extra push out the doors and to the snowy escape of your front yard. Instead of being met with the closed door his face met yours. You didn’t look much different than when you left, hair slightly longer and laugh lines deeper. You looked older.

“ How long has it been?” He begun, clearing his throat slightly despite it not fixing the nervous croak escaping. That seemed to bring a smile to your eyes anyway as you approached apprehensively with open arms.

“ Couple years, but who’s counting? I wanted to say I’m sorry-”

“ It’s only been about five months for me. Well, five months, thirteen days, and fifty six minutes exactly...but you don’t need to apologize. I think I understand what went wrong, Maybe? I know this face isn’t a looker but -- I treated you so unfairly, y/n. You’ve been such a faithful companion, lover, and wife. You have been by me through all these troubles the last decade and..”

You pressed a shaky finger to his lips and shook your head, “ It doesn’t matter what you look like. I have always loved you with each changing face. It was how you changed with us. it seemed as if I was nothing. I didn’t feel loved anymore and I couldn’t handle the ache anymore of wishing you were the old you. I can see you in there Doctor, I can see you’ve missed me, but I need change. I can’t come back to the same situation.” You breathed as he pulled you into his touch. Long coated arms wrapped around you waist tightly. 

“ Never again, y/n. I lost you once, not again. I can never lose you again. I don’t want to leave here without you. I don’t want to lose a part of me.” 

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[tennant]

One heart. I’ve got one heart. This body has got only one heart! Oh, that’s disgusting. No, wait, I’m part Time Lord, part human. Well, isn’t that wizard?

David Tennant as Meta-Crisis Doctor/Tentoo in Doctor Who 4x13 - Journey’s End

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Tenth Doctor requests anyone? I’m looking to write for ten currently.

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ASKS ARE OPEN!

Please send me asks! I’m stuck in a writer’s block and would love to start writing again.I’m currently attempting to get back into my fandoms as this quarantine is getting me down. However, I write for the following fandoms and characters: 

Doctor Who: 

9th, 10th, 11th, 13th, Graham, Rose, Clara, and Jack 

Supernatural

Dean, Sam, Castiel, Jack, and Gabriel

PLEASE SEND SOME ASKS! I WOULD BE HAPPY TO WRITE YOUR REQUESTS! 

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Asks are open, all characters welcome from HP, Doctor Who, Outlander, or Supernatural. Romance is my main topic! 

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Seeing Double

Request: Where the reader is River's twin sister, and she knows about their future relationship but the reader doesn't. The scene in The Impossible Astronaut where the Doctor says "You've got that face Dr. Song." "What face?" "The "He's hot when he's clever face" "That's my normal face" "of course it is." But River is telling the Doctor that he has "the face" about the reader. (Do you need any more?) @the-doctors-fez​

WC: 500ish

A/N: So this is extremely long over due, I’m sorry. However, I hope you enjoy

“ You’ve got that face, Doctor.” He said softly as he watched the woman bounce up from her seat with bright cheery eyes.

“ What face?” Your bright eyes lock with the mans as he turned toward you, back pressed together with River as cheery laughs echoed and bounced from the walls. While being related to River had its perks - being her twin sister and all - you wished he would just see you already. You weren’t River.

River hated you looking so sad, It hurt her, truly. The looks of deep rooted sadness and the blank stares at nothingness between towards the corner walls. Sometimes, she could swear she could notice a dam about to break free from your eyes at the way you watched him. Currently you sat on the jumper waiting patiently to arrive back at home to mom and dad - or more commonly referred to as Amy and Rory.

She leaned back on the heels of her boots with thoughts reeling in her head. The future held so many possibilities and while you currently were the more younger one due to her own frequently messed up timeline, she still could sympathize with your feelings. Age certainly had made her wiser and more observant. River clutched the tiny blue book tighter between her white knuckled fists. Her eyes darted between the two of you as she let out a long groan. How could he be so daft?

“ The face, the ‘ She’s so hot when shes clever, face.’ “ River shook her head full of blonde curls causing them to glide across cheeks. You groaned and turned away. Couldn’t they flirt any other time? Did they have to flirt during a moment of life or death? 

Once again, out in the field during battle. The Doctor stood a few feet away held back by the strong arms of the alien race that had invaded. However, you couldn't quite place the name as all you felt was the burning and searing pain through your bones as they tortured you for information. You were warned. You had been warned numerous times that once you met the Doctor, even touched him for a second, bad things follow. Pain and loss and sorrow. Although, heartbreak wasn’t one you had been warned about. You head slowly lifted and deep, sad eyes locked with his own guilty green. 

“ I won’t admit it, I can’t. He doesn’t feel the same about me.” You muttered beneath your breath to your tortures who, for a lack of a better term, were trying to pry information from you about the man for their own benefit. They needed to know his weakness. “ If you’re looking for the woman he loves, it’s not me. Never has been.”

The look alone in his eyes was enough to kill you right then and there. He was seeing right through you with a glassy expression. As if he was shocked, possibly mortified at the words slipping past your lips. You loved him as well? After all this time?

--

He found you sitting alone in the library curled up against the fire. The only sounds echoing throughout the room of crackling wood and soft sniffles. It shattered his hearts hearing the sound of you devastated. Possibly still shaken up from earlier events? Emotions still run high from the adrenaline and now on a straight trajectory path towards destruction town?

He hovers a little ways away from where you’re huddled before the fire in silence. His feet firmly planted behind the bookshelf that masks him from view. Saying he’s nervous would be putting it lightly, because he does love you. More than you know, and it pained him to hear you put yourself down. How could he not love you? Sweet, caring, and mesmerizing.  

“ Y/N,” He started softly as he made his way towards where you sat hurdled up against the fire with a bowed head. You looked so small. Somehow, you had managed to make yourself so minute you might as well have vanished into thin air. “ Please look at me.” He sighed softly and dropped to his knees besides you, an arm slowly slipping it’s way around your waist However, you didn’t say a word. You leaned into his touch and let a soft kiss press against his cheek.

That was enough for him.

It was something, a start.

It was you. It was only ever you.

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I was wondering if you could match me with a Doctor? I am a 1.80m (5'11') tall female of earth. (Which I am very self conscious about) I have long curly medium blonde hair and blue eyes. I want nothing more than to explore the stars and learn as much as I can. "To explore strange new worlds. To seek out new life and new civilizations" and all that. I can be impatient, and easy to walk over. In general I am pretty quiet, but when I am around people I know I am very dorky and absurdly geeky.

I pair you with 13

13 noticed when you first boarded the amount of shyness within your attitude. The slight huffs and groans occasionally would draw her attention, however, it never seemed to faze her until Ryan and Yaz came for the journey, too. It seemed as if you wished to have the spotlight, a brisk moment of notoriety. What caught her eye at first sight, if the woman was being truly honest, was your long legs. Even as a man she had a thing for legs and women with height. Hell, tall women dominated much of the universe. It is seen as a sense of power and leadership skills. 

This made the doctor realize you had more potential to you than you brought forth within yourself. Between the way your held yourself and the moments where your wild side slipped through she knew you were like those women on the planets you explored with her so often before. You were brave, intelligent, and most of all adventurous. The Doctor hadn’t noticed you swept her off her feet before she caught herself daydreaming and gazing longingly at you from across the room.

She truly found a well rounded woman, beautiful in and out.

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“I’ve never enjoyed anything more than a hug from you.” with eleventh doctor :)

Posted last night! Check my recent posts, it’s titled Sometimes.

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Sometimes

Request: “I’ve never enjoyed anything more than a hug from you.” with eleventh doctor :)  @yourneighbourhoodclown​

A/N: So it has been forever and I am trying to push myself out of the rut I have been in between work, school, and relationships. I plan on making this account more multifandom, but for the meantime enjoy the requests I have had in my drafts!

I hope you enjoy, @yourneighbourhoodclown​

WC: 506

Warnings: None

Sometimes you wondered where his head went. The man sat in his swing with a bowed head and narrowed, silted eyes, fingers intertangled with loose, exposed wires the color of his own burnt hair. In these times he looked so peaceful lost in his own little world. There were the times of anger where his old eyes filled with such rage and a darkness that couldn’t be described. His ear-to-ear toothy smile long gone and fists clenched at his sides. Here and there, you’d catch him alone in the console room with a hint of a wet sheen covering his eyes and lips pressed white from sharp teeth sinking into the puffy, pink flesh.

Sometimes, you wondered if he was truly alright.

He’d lie through his teeth and say he’s alright. He’d say he’s brilliant or throw out the iconic line of “I’m fine”. At first traveling with the ancient alien he could mask his emotions and slide right past any questioning thoughts you might have had. Now though? As you stood above the swing in secrecy listening to his pained, muffled cries it hurt your heart. To your very core it made you feel like shit.

Your fingers slid along the chill metal railing and feet shuffled down to the underbelly of the old girl. The choked breathing and sniffles made it quite obvious he was crying again, possibly about Amy. It had not been that long since she passed.

“ Doctor?” 

The man looked up with such ferocity that the connecting wires and chains of his sling rattled. Those deep, hazelnut eyes bore into yours with a sweet sadness that made you ache. Was he crying? You slowly approached with your hand raising to cup his cheeks. He nuzzled himself into the palm of your hand and let out a long held in sigh, releasing the built up pressure causing his shoulders to drop. He was defeated. Done. Exhausted.

“ Oh y/n, my sweet, beautiful, darling y/n. I’ve missed you.” He muttered and placed a small kiss to the inside of your wrist upon the soft, warm flesh. The Doctor and you had a relationship. Of sorts. He wasn’t one to show affection, ahem— romantic affection quite as easily. Sure, there was River before you, and then there was the rather spontaneous kisses he gave others sometimes but..

This.

This warmth and romance. The gentle, hidden touches.

He reserved this type of intimacy for behind closed doors. He rarely even held your hand in public, and quiet frankly it hurt your heart. However when he dug himself in between your arms and nestled himself upon your stomach for a cuddle it temporarily soothed over the potholes and left you feeling at home. The doctor needed you, and that was enough for you to hold him tight as he let out the built up tears of despair and frustration.

Between his afflicted cries he pressed a kiss to your clothed belly and muttered, “ I’ve never enjoyed anything more, than a hug from you..”