#tenth doctor reader insert

[flyinginthetardis]

One Last Chance

yayy my final repost :)) A repost of "Donna Has a Final Try" that i wrote recently? i finally found a better title that i liked though so yay! I actually haven't touched this since writing it lol so it will be probably the exact same. It is not my best work and was just a fun drabble thing i wrote quickly using a prompt from @oopsprompts.

summary: after ages of trying to get you and the Doctor together, Donna finally feels like giving up. However, she has one last trick up her sleeve she wants to try.

Pairing: Tenth Doctor x Reader

Warnings: None, really?

Word Count: 628

"You are, without a doubt, the stupidest genius I have ever met." Donna said as she practically threw a small box of tools at the Doctor's face and continued reading her magazine. It was about New New York and its medical achievements, movie stars and whatnot. Slightly boring but it was better than seeing you and the Doctor being completely oblivious about each other's affections.  

"Ow! Donna!"

"What?" Donna sighed, looking over the top of her magazine, waiting for an answer from the Timelord. 

"I asked for the blue toolbox, not the red one! Also what did you say that for?"

"I said it because it's true. You obviously like Y/N and she obviously likes you but neither of you will admit it! " 

"What?"

"I have tried so hard to get you together but it is literally impossible."

The Doctor spluttered in protest, trying to say something, just about anything to prove her wrong but nothing came out. 

"But you know… maybe, all hope is not lost after all. I don't see the blue toolbox anywhere around here but I'm sure that Y/N knows where it is. I mean she has been here longer than I have." 

"Donna. No."

Donna stood up and placed down her magazine with a wide smirk on her face and she yelled your name. 

"Y/N get down here! I need you for something!" 

The Doctor lets out a light strangled groan of annoyance, running his hand through his mahogany hair nervously as you approached. 

"Yes? You need something?" You said slightly irritated that you didn't freshen yourself up a bit before seeing them as your h/c hair was tied up into a messy bun and you were wearing a dark blue leather jacket with a paint stained crop top underneath and denim jeans. 

"Nah. The Doctor does though. Time alone with you maybe?" Donna went over and grabbed her magazine, smirking at you with a gleam in her eye that spelled out trouble. 

"I'll just leave you two alone." Donna whispered to you, disregarding the I-am-so-going-to-kill-you look that you gave her.

There was a deadly silence as you turned back to the Doctor and gave an awkward smile desperately trying to break the awkward tension between the both of you.

"So… What do you need me for?"

"Oh. Right." The Doctor's eyes snapped back to you after looking anywhere around the TARDIS except for you. However, before he could say another word his eyes slowly trailed down from your face to your shoulders, and stopped at your exposed waist. 

"Take a picture, it lasts longer." You teased slightly and instantly wished that you had just kept your mouth shut as a dark shade of pink bloomed on your cheeks. 

His eyes instantly snapped back to yours as he opened his mouth to speak before closing it when no sound came out. "No. No, I uh-I wasn't you know-I was just-" The Doctor spluttered and fumbled over his words as he laughed nervously. You placed a finger over his lips to stop his nervous rambling. "Shut up."

The Timelord calmed down and you removed your hand from his lips. You were so close to each other that you practically shared the same air. Your hands fell on his shoulders as he held your waist, warm fingers touching your exposed skin. The Doctor's soft caramel eyes stared back at your own and once again started to trail down your face stopping at your lips. Leaning in closer, a large alarm sounded just before your lips met. Both of you jumped, startled by the alarm and moved away from each other awkwardly as Donna walked in.

"Goddamnit. And it was so bloody close." Donna muttered as she sunk into the console sofa. 

Lmaoo i just reread this while editing some of the spacing and well... im not a huge fan of this piece but i did this as a way to try to get rid of writers block and its working? Kinda? anyways i hope that ten and donna arent too ooc. hope that you are all doing well!

[strangewhitegirl321]

Duplicates (10th)

{Not my gif.}

Words: 1098

Originally posted to my Wattpad account.

   Somehow, someway, the Doctor had done it again. He had managed to launch himself into an alternate universe. At first, he had hurdled himself out the door expecting to find Rose's world. After he had dragged his companion, (Y/n) (L/n), around the city he was quickly disappointed. It hadn't taken him long to discover that it just wasn't the right world.

  However, just as he sighed and plopped himself down on a bench, he was met with a startling sight. Across the road, a version of (Y/n) was dragging himself along as they ran. From head to toe her clothes were either odd or colourful, practically screaming she had some spunk. She screamed out ideas to the version of himself, who seemed to nod along vigorously despite not knowing anything she had just yelled. Now the version of himself across the street was dressed plainly, boring, if the Doctor did say so himself. Nearly, like an average human.

   "-then, after that we can go to the planet of Azul! They speak Spanish there! I bet you never thought a whole different planet spoke an "Earth" language, ay-?!" He heard the other (Y/n) yell excitedly. She held herself more confidently than he had ever seen before. Just as he stood up, eyes wide as they met the strange, self-assured version of his companion- the original, shy girl reached out to grab and pull his sleeve.

   "Doctor!" She hissed, seeming both shocked and intimidated by the (e/c) eyed duplicate across the street. They watched as the new (Y/n)'s face lit up, her eyes shining as she waved.

   Suddenly, she froze in place. Her eyes observed the two, glanced back at the duplicate of the Doctor and then in a flash ran across a busy road. She earned a screech of horror from the new, boring Doctor, who bolted after her hollering about how dangerous it was to run across the road like that.

   But, the minute the strange (Y/n) reached the other side of the road, she glanced at "herself" with a grin, before pulling out what seemed to be a (f/c) version of the Doctor's screwdriver and scanned the both of them.

   "Alright," She began, just as the Doctor whipped out his own screwdriver and held it out slightly for comparison. "I want to know how you crossed into a different universe, mister."

   With a raised brow, the Doctor began to say, "Well, it was an accident-" But was cut off by the alternate version of himself.

   "Blimey! He's me!" The man yelled, reaching over to grab the new (Y/n)'s shoulder in shock. Just behind the Doctor, he felt his own (Y/n) grab onto his coat with both hands and seem to hide herself away behind him.

   "Yup!" New-(Y/n) yelled with a hoot. "And, I think it's even more than that! These two are us- but I think we switched places!" She explained to her companion.

   "Oi!" The Doctor quipped. "You better leave me some explaining to do. I like doing the explaining."

   With a dramatic roll of her eyes and an exaggerated sigh, she replied, "Well, this ought to be interesting..."

   "Me, interesting?! What about you?" He began to argue with a frown. "In my universe, you can't even open a can without my help!"

   Immediately, he felt a harsh hit to the back of his head and flinched as the real- (Y/n) protested, "Hey! Watch it, alien man!"

   "Alien man?" The new-Doctor breathed, eyes still wide. The true Doctor's frown deepened, and he groaned. With an immediate, nearly pitiful glance to the plain version of himself, his posture fell.

   "Oh, Lord," He complained with a whine. "Please don't tell me I'm a pudding-brain in this line."

   With a bark of laughter from both the (Y/n)'s, the new one stuck her hand out and introduced herself, "Well, hello. My name is the Doctor and I like your face." She turned to watch her companion's face morph from confusion to a pleased, flustered grin.

   "Thank you," He replied, doe eyes glued to the (Y/n)-Doctor.

   "Oi, no," Once again the Doctor complained. "Your name should be (Y/n). That's obvious."

   With a raised brow, (Y/n)-Doctor was quick to protest, "And you should be David, am I right?"

   With the shake of his head, she rolled her eyes, "Dear God, if we have the same name this is going to get confusing real fast."

   "It already is," Both real-(Y/n) and "David" replied. Honestly, the Doctor didn't see himself as a David. No where near, in fact. If anything, he found himself as more of a Frank. Oh, he liked that name, Frank.

   "We need code names," The true Doctor announced. "These two can keep their names- 'David'-" He grimaced at the sound of it.

   "And (Y/n)," He finished. "But, you and I need something else. I'll go by John Smith."

   With a cock of her head, (Y/n)-Doctor pursed her lips, "Why not just go by John, then?"

   With a groan, the Doctor rolled his eyes, "I thought that was implied."

   "Well, it wasn't," The (Y/n)-Doctor replied. "And, I'll just go by Susan."

   The Doctor cocked a brow and frowned, looking her up and down, "You look nothing like her." With a scoff, "Susan" rolled her eyes and began to walk off.

   "Whatever, John," Susan scoffed.

   With that, Susan glanced around before launching herself in a random direction. David hastily followed after her, very nearly stumbling over his own feet. The Doctor watched them go, before he felt a gentle tug on the collar of his coat. Raising his brows, he turned around to glance at (Y/n).

   Almost immediately, he could feel his gaze soften as he was met with soft, worried (e/c) eyes. Not even allowing himself a sigh of affection, worried it may scare her off, he took her hands in his and lightly rubbed them together.

   "Are you worried?" He asked tenderly, eyes never leaving her face, although her gaze seemed to drop to the floor.

   Hesitating, (Y/n) meekly replied, "About what?"

   A soft snort and an eye roll later, the Doctor explained, "This new version of you. She intimidates you. But that's all she is to me- a version of you. And, if I do say so myself, I quite prefer the original."

   For a moment she mulled over what he said, and he patiently waited for her reply. Then, her eyes fluttered up to meet his with a small but warm smile.

   "That 'David' guy," (Y/n) began, a bit of confidence in her voice, "He's pretty handsome."

   The Doctor's face immediately burst into a wide, eye-wrinkling grin, rolling back on his heels  and chuckling, "Oh is he now?"

[ironarrow87]

10th Doctor and cats? And yes, I did look over at Jimmy and think, "ah yes, you will do nicely."

You can’t seem to tear your eyes away from the scene. 

Out of everything the Doctor has ever shown you, every home you’ve visited in the galaxy, every star you’ve seen born and die, every historical event and change that he’s shown you with help from the TARDIS, this was the most extraordinary.

Perhaps its because you’ve come to associate the Doctor with the strange and unusual that seeing him with such ordinary animals made the whole event, in fact, extraordinary. 

So, you can’t bring yourself to say a word as you watch the Doctor coo and cradle the kittens that have seem to take great interest in the man.

The softest smile grazes your features as you watch the man who normally is basically buzzing and exuding excitement or anger or both , stay very still to allow the kittens to explore his being. The sparkle in his eyes still shirt bright.

“Isn’t he cute, [Y/N]? Such amazing little creatures they are.”

Your eyes never leave his face, his attention still on the little furballs treading on his trench-coat as warmth fills you.

“Yeah..he is.”

[obiwan824]

Last of the Time Lords- 10th Doctor x Reader

A/N: I added a bit more angst and made it female reader, sorry! If you’d like me to rewrite it with a male reader or a gender neutral reader, feel free to send me an ask! I’d be happy to! :)

Requested by anon

Warnings: Subtle mentions of depression, anger, punching walls?

“What?” She stared at the TARDIS as it faded away, her fists clenched. “NO!”

She began to pound against the retreated box, her eyes filled with tears and her voice filled with desperation. “No, no, no, dangit, this- NO!”

Then it was gone and so was he. The Doctor, with his spiky brown hair, his deep brown eyes, his cocky grin and the playful glint in his eye. His trenchcoat and his glasses and his obsessions with random objects, everything that was her Doctor was gone.

She had given up everything for him- her life, though it was a dreary one, traveling alone, and her precious TARDIS. Her beautiful time machine where she had taken in her own companion, a young man she had fallen in love with.

A beautiful young man who had died during a battle against the Daleks.

Thinking of herself as the last of the Time Lords, she continued her journey, no longer finding joy or comfort in saving the world. She found little enjoyment in anything and wondered what her purpose was, whether she would be forced to spend her days mindlessly saving people and finding herself, at the end of the day, not wanting to go on.

Until she met him.

Her joyful, bubbly Doctor, the man who considered himself the last of their kind. He had had many companions, none of whom could stick, and had saved many lives. He, too, found himself in Y/N, finding himself in the way she slowly began to enjoy his companion, in the way she began to love him.

One day he kissed her, his mouth lightly pressed against hers, one day he loved her, and that was enough. That was the day she realized- she was happy. Each day was a new, exciting, joyful adventure. Each day she fell more in love with the Doctor.

Now he was gone. He had left her, he had left her with nothing. She was alone in her small apartment, which she only visited when he needed to be alone. The place was barren of decoration, all of her things were in the TARDIS. He had left a box of her most treasured possessions on her bed, and that was all.

Y/N had no time left to think. Anger boiled through her, her face red and flushed. Her nails dug into the skin of her palm and left little crescents engraved in the flesh. She grabbed a stack of magazines off of the table and began to rip them, tearing each page into small shreds. She reached for the footstool, fragile and weak, and threw it to the ground over and over again until it broke into millions of shards of wood. She found one of his shirts on the ground and tore it up, throwing cotton and buttons and thread everywhere. She grinned, breathing heavily, chest rising up and down, proudly at her mess. This felt good, natural.

Y/N punched the wall, her fist surprisingly making a hole in the wall. Her fist was cut on the wall, her fingers were sore, but she kept going, punching more and more holes. She paid no attention to the sounds around her, tears streaming down her face, until a hand was placed on her shoulder.

“Stop.”

It was him, it was her Doctor. She whipped around and saw him, saw those eyes and that hair and heard his voice and her heart swelled. He pulled her into his chest as she sobbed.

“I’m sorry.”

His heart broke. “No, no, love, it’s okay, it’s all okay. Why would you- what were you-”

“I thought you left me for good,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “I thought you were gone.”

“No,” he breathed, stroking her hair. “I’ll never be gone, Y/N, it’s going to take more than one fight to get rid of me.”

[ironarrow87]

Hmmm, for the bit-tiddies could I request the 10th doctor and swoon? ❤❤

Most people swooned over other people.

But then again, the Doctor was not most people.

You watch with a smile as he bounces on his heels, excitedly chattering and exclaiming to the new generation of alien life that had been saved. His eyes were bright, dazzling, twinkling as he talks to them about the wonders of the universe. 

The Doctor didn’t swoon over people.

He swooned over life.

[fandom-cutie-girl122]

Kiss Under The Stars (Tenth Doctor x Reader)

A/N: Yay! This one's a Doctor Who reader insert this time! Prompt: The Doctor and (Y/N) watch the stars, while on a quiet planet, and confess to each other. Millions of little stars littered the dark sky above you with a luminous crescent moon in the top right corner. It was a beautiful sight to behold with your (e/c) eyes having the privilege to gaze. But, there is someone who is sharing this, once in a lifetime, moment with you. He was standing right beside you, wearing his usual coat and dark pants. His dark brown eyes were also gazing up at the dark, star infested sky and his hair, which stuck up in the front, blew gently with the wind. This man may be the only one of his race, but he still found it amazing how he had managed to find such a great companion like you. To him, you were the most important person in his life, and probably, the love of his life. Spending so much time together and going through thick and thin, while saving you at the same time, made him realize the deep feelings he holds for you. The TARDIS liked you as well, which made him relieved since she hasn't liked anyone so much since Rose. But, even during a beautiful moment like this, he wondered if you shared the same loving feelings. What the tenth doctor didn't seem to notice is that you do reciporacate his feelings with your own that matched his perfectly. To you, he is like a ray of sunshine that spreads sunlight throughout the dark caverns of your being. You never had the best past to begin with, but even then, and to the present, the doctor still accepts you. Everyday is an adventure with him and his eyes would always light up in that child-like way, especially when he spoke his continuous saying, "Allons-y!" Everything about him is endearing, but that is your favorite thing about him, everything. Continuing to gaze at the stars, you break the comfortable silence with your voice, "Doctor, have you ever thought about what it would be like to finish traveling the galaxies and all of time itself?" The question you asked surprised him, although he sometimes wondered about that as well. 'What would it be like to finish traveling every single timeline and planet in every galaxy? I think I would be regenerating over a hundred times by then,' the thought made him chuckle in amusement. Patting your head, he beamed at the way your eyebrows knitted together in concentration, from thinking about your own question, and answered, "Well, I would guess that I would be on my one hundredth regeneration, or more, and I'd want to keep traveling with you, even if it's your ghost in the TARDIS." A smirk curled upon your lips and you swatted his hand away from your (h/c) hair, "I won't die that easily, but at least when I do die, I will still be able to stay with the person I care for the most." Hearing this information, his tone of voice turned playful, "Oh, and who would this person be?" Your eyes held a bit of tease inside of them as you tapped your chin with your index finger, pretending to think, "Well, I do, very much, care for Jack..." He raises his eyebrow with a peek of his eyes towards her, but he also pouted, "What? You don't care for me? That really hurts, (Y/N)." He feigned feeling hurt and put his hands on his heart, pouting more. You giggled and rolled your eyes, "Okay, maybe it isn't Jack that I care for the most." "I would hope so, (Y/N)," The doctor had spoken in a quiet whisper, but unfortunately, she heard him, which resulted in a grin plastering itself onto her lips. "Oh, doctor, are you jealous?" A faint blush settled on his, slightly pale, cheeks and he looked away from you, "That's preposterous, (Y/N)! I-I would never be jealous, especially if it was by some cocky pretty boy." You laughed as your question was confirmed by his stuttering, and also the last part of his defending statement, so you laid your hand on his cheek, stroking it with your thumb. The doctor could feel both of his hearts beat rapidly from the gesture and he laid his hand on top of yours, with his eyes slightly wide from surprise, but they soon softened into a loving gaze, "I guess I am the tiniest bit jealous, but it is only because...I'm in love with you, (Y/N)." Those six words made your own heart do flips all around inside of you, "I love you too, Doctor." The both of you immediately closed the space between yourselves with a soft kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, deepening the kiss. His own arms looped themselved around your waist, pressing your body against his, wanting you as close to him as possible. The stars pure, white light shined onto you both, knowing the kiss under the stars is just the thing you both needed.