12th Doctor Imagines

A small side blog to vent my feels and express my love for the 12th Doctor. Please feel free to submit prompts.

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What are your rules?

I don’t have any current rules 😂

I’m up for anything

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Finding the doctor assleep in the console room?

Yes! This is going to be so cute! Sorry there will be a long wait though 🥰

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Cooking Dates 12th Doctor x Partner Reader

@pompeiianbollocker

It was one of those rare days were you weren’t on some forgein planet or running for your lives. It was one of those sweet, simple days where you and The Doctor enjoyed each others company in pure domestic bless. You have been travelling with the Timelord for just over two years now and in the last, roughly, six months, You have been dating.

You remember bringing up the idea of theses dates to The Doctor a few weeks ago, he didn’t really understand what you were trying to say.

“Just one day every now and then to spend with each other.” You calmly smiled.

“We spend everyday together.” The Doctor pointed out, confusion written all over his aged features. You sighed to yourself knowing this was going to be difficult to explain.

“Yeah, I know but I want it to be just us, without any immediate danger lurking around each corner, perhaps just us in the T.A.R.D.I.S?” You suggested.

“Why would we do that?” He frowned again.

“It’s romantic, well by Earth standards.”

That really seemed to offend The Timelord who started ranting about how he was over 2000 years old, he knew romance, he was practically Doctor Love! That everything he planned for us was romantic and my idea of doing nothing wasn’t going to top anything we’ve already done.

Trying to ease his wounded ego, you just suggest that you try your idea once and if he was right then you wouldn’t do it again. He childishly agreed only because “there’s no way, Human days in are better then all of space and time.” It was almost 2 months later and you regularly have these stay in days.

“[Y/N], what mundane human activity do you have planned for us today?” The Doctor grumbled. You looked up from the book you were reading, towards The Doctor, he was trying to bite back a smile. You rolled your eyes at his antics, placing a book mark in the book you were reading.

“Well I got lost again yesterday.” You started, The Doctor just you a look of pure disbelief. He opened his mouth to say something, probably a retorting remark knowing him so you cut him off and spoke louder than necessary. “Anyway, I stumbled across a kitchen, did you know we had a kitchen?”

“Yes, of course, where would I put my groceries?”

“What? Groceries? When do you even have time to go shopping.”

The Doctor just gave you a pointed look while geasturing all around him.

“Oh, yeah, time travel.” You mumbled before composing yourself. “Anyway, I think we should cook together, I can teach you.”

“What do you mean teach me?” The Doctor huffed. “I can cook.”

“Uh Huh.” You agreed sarcastically. “I’ve know you for 2 years and not once have you ever cook. We always get takeout.”

“I just haven’t cook recently, but it’s like riding a horse.” You were about to question his anology but decided against it. “Come on let’s go.”

The Doctor grabbed you hand and pulled you down the T.A.R.D.I.S many corridors in Search for the kitchen.

...

“So,” you dragged out as you pulled your sleeves up “what are we cooking?”

The Doctor thought hard for a second before walking to what you assumed was a cupboard. It was one of 5 small cupboards, all in a row above what you assumed was a stove, by the 4 elements on top of it.

“I was hoping we could start simple, like baking a cake!” You suggested as you walked over to the taller man and wrabbed your arms around his thin waist, you waited for him to flinch but found him sigh and lean back into you slightly. A small smile pulled at the corners of your lips and you squeezed your [E/C] eyes together. You remember the early days in your travels together and how The Doctor was against physical contact of any kind, you both had come so far.

“Hmm, what ingredients normally go into a cake?” The Doctor asked over his shoulder.

“I thought you knew how to cook?” You teased, The Doctor sent you glare that you supposed was supposed to be threatening but instead made you giggle, that seemed to further frustrate the Timelord, who was full blown pounting now. Taking pity on you boyfriend you controlled you laughs and answered him seriously. “Flour, eggs, milk, Uh butter,-“

“Argh, Earth stuff.” He groaned, rolling his eyes. You quickly let go of him and crossed your arms, glared up at the taller man.

“What do you mean by that?” You glared, The Doctor opened his mouth and glanced at you sideways because choking on his words. He straightened himself out before calming replying.

“I’m just fresh out of Earth animal products.”

You nodded your head in understanding before stepping in front of him to open one of the cuppords. A chilly breeze hit your skin instantly, making tiny goosebumps arise up your arms. The Doctor placed his large, gentle hands on either arm and rubbed quickly trying to warm you up with the friction.

“It’s a freezer?” You stuttered out. The Doctor nodded, leaning over you and closing the small cupboard door.

“The temperatures are significantly colder than regular Earth freezers.”

“What kind of food do you keep in here?” You asked, your natural curiousity spiking up again. You walked across the bench and ran your fingers over the other non-cupboards, stopping on one two down from the freezer. Your fingers reached for the handle, The Doctor wrapped his bony fingers around your wrist, stopping you in your place.

“Not a good idea without safety gear.”

You turned towards him with wide eyes, a little scared what that means.

“Obviously, you don’t have any normal food in here, so what are we going to cook?”

The Doctor thought for a moment before walking back over to the freezer and opening it. He put his hand in as he squinted his blue eyes, trying to search for something unknown to you. After a few unsuccessful attempts he moved his hand in more and more, untill his entire arm was in the freezer.

“Bigger on the inside?” You laughed as you watched him struggle to get anymore of his arm in, suddenly his eyes widen as he quickly ripped his arm out. Attached to his finger tips was some sort of crustacean the size of a cat, it had two thin tenticales that were firmly wrapped around The Doctor wrist, a scorpion-like tail that had a large crab claw on the end and unfortunately it was very much alive. You let out a shriek as your boyfriend frantically flicked his arm trying to get the creature to let him go.

“Doctor what do I do?” You screamed out over the sound of The Doctors frantic breaths and the Aliens high pitch scream. The Doctor forced his hand down onto the bench and placed his other hand firmly down on top of the creatures tail.

“Behind the plates were the tentacles come out, there is a soft patch of skin that his directly over its brain. I’m sorry but I’m going to need to press your thumb into it.” The Doctor sorrowfully answered, his expression grim and regretful as he made eye contact with you. You hesitated, you knew The Doctor had a no kill policy, and quite frankly you don’t think you had the guts to kill. The Doctor must have seen the look of horror in your eyes as you contemplated your decisions.

“It won’t kill it.” He quickly rushed out, “They have three brains, all for different functions, this will just paralysis it.”

Suddenly the undersides of its armour started to glow a deep purple, glowing brighter and brighter and its screech got louder and higher in pitch. “What’s it doing?” You panicked. The purple glow started to slowly steep down its tentacles towards The Doctor’s hand.

“[Y/N]!” The Doctor snapped, his face full of panic. You quickly shoved your thumb under the creatures hard armour. It’s skin underneath was silky and wet, making you cringe in disgust, you felt a slight bulge under its skin and pressed down. The creature groaned as it suddenly froze up, the purple glow disappearing. The Doctor sighed in realese as he detached his hand from its grip, rubbing his wrist that was now marked with angry red lines.

“Can I let go yet?” You asked, shakily. The Doctor shook his head, holding up one finger as he quickly walked back over to the freezer, sticking his hand back in once again. You eyes widen in slight shock, was he actually going back in for a round two? A few seconds later he pulled his arm back out with what looked like a bunch of grapes, except the ‘grapes’ were about the size of kiwi fruits and a dark purple.

“What are they?”

“Eggs.” The Doctor smiled, “like chicken eggs, except the chicken is an Alien crab-scorpion and the eggs are well.. this.” He mumbled.

“Are they fertilised?”

“No, The Duür are mammals, mate and birth live babes, they lay these egg sacks for food.” He explained as he placed the egg bunch on the bench and finally approached you and the Duür, you were still paralysising. He gentle picked it up with both hands as you continued to press down on one of its brains.

“On the count of three we’ll gently toss it back into the freezer, Okay?” You nodded quickly as you step in time with the man towards the cupboard it came from.

“One.” You wet your lips, a nervous tick.

“Two.” You tightened your grip on the Duür’s pressure point.

“Three!” You quickly fastened your pace towards the open fridge, only letting go once The Doctor instructed you too. The door was slammed shut as soon as your hands were out of harms way. Panting, you both looked at eachother before erupting into a fit of giggles. You leaned into his arms, nuzzling your face into his vest covered chest.

“All that trouble for space grapes.” You laughed, The Doctor chuckled, giving you a quick squeeze back before picking up the grapes.

“These are a delicacy across three galaxies, I’ll have you know.” He defended as he plucked an egg and bite into it as if it were an apple. A purple slim oozed out and dribbled down in chin, you may have gagged a little. He offer the egg out towards you as he had a slight difficulty chewing.

“No thanks, Hun.”

He shrugged as he continued to demolish the entire egg, wiping his mouth on his coat sleeve.

“So, what are we going to make with these?” You asked, eyeing the putrid looking food.

“A, Uh, dessert soup?” He mumbled, seeming a little confused himself.

“Are you sure you can cook?”

“Yes!” He snapped, “I just can’t describe the dish in a way that your tiny pudding brain can comprehend.”

“Pudding brain?” You hated when he acted superior, yes, he had thousands of years on you and had seem things you could only dream to imagine but it didn’t give in the right to put others down just because his ego was wounded. You were mad at the Timelord, who had turned his back towards you to rummage around the kitchen to collect the rest of the ingredients. You refused to help or speak to him till he apologised. After a few minutes of silences from your end The Doctor turned towards you with a curious look on his face.

“What’s this?” He asked as he geastured to your whole face. “Your doing a thing.”

You glared at him, crossing your arms to show him you mean business, hoping that he would realise what was wrong, He just stared blankly at you. He opened his coat and pulled out a small stack of que cards. He flipped through the cards, glancing up at you between each flip untill he stopped a one. You sighed as he walked towards you holding the card against your face, a deep look of concentration on his face.

“Doctor, I swear to a higher power, if you don’t get those damn emotion sample cards out of my face, I’m going to be even angrier.” You growled out. The Doctor quickly withdrew his hand but started to cheer.

“Yes! I knew it, Anger.”

You tried your hardest to stay mad at him but it was impossible, he was too much of an idiot. You buried you face into his chest to hide you wide grin.

“I love you, let’s start cooking.”

“I love you too but I thought you were angry with me?”

“I can’t stay made a you.” You laughed, “You’re the best thing that happened to me.”

The Doctor squeezed you tighter, burying his nose into your [H/C] hair.

“Okay, first we have to boil the sludge from inside the sack.” He suddenly sprung into action as he pulled out a pan from a draw and setting it on an element, ready to boil.

“Can you start breaking the sacks open and pour the inners into the pot?” He asked, his hands on your hips as he guided you to the counter, you stomach turned with nerves under his touch. He handed you a chopping board and knife, you numbly took them to distracted by The Doctors touch. His hands left your hips to make wild geastures as his mouth moved in the shape of unheard words. Your [E/C] eyes focused in on his soft pink lips, licking your own subconsciously. Suddenly The Doctor stopped moving as he leaned right in close to you, his face centremeters from your own.

“Don’t get distracted.” He breathed out, a blush colouring your face at being caught.

“Y-Yes, sir.” You awkwardly stuttered out, blushing at your wording. You turned your focus towards the task at hand and got to work. The Doctor flitted around you working on the other aspects of the so called dessert soup, talking out loud about what he was doing or the historical facts of the ingredients.

The ingredients were all combined and boiling together on the stove as The Doctor and yourself were seated in the second level on the console room.

“How much longer is it going to take?” You whined after the first hour has passed without The Doctor even checking on the food. The Doctor shut his book and checked his watched before looking back up at you.

“Only two more hours.”

“Two more hours?” You yawned out, already falling asleep.

“Go to sleep my love, I’ll wake you when it’s ready.” The Doctor whispered as he put down the book he was reading and stood up. You only nodded your head as you drifted off to sleep, a small smile on your lips. You were the luckiest [Gender preference] in the universe to have The Doctor as your partner. Even with his older apprentice, grumpiness and general inability to understand human emotion, he was perfect, he was so wonderful, kind, strong, brave and amazing. You loved your alien idiot so much.

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Hello! I'm loving your imagines 😍 12 doesn't get the love he deserves so it's great to find people like you ❤ i was wondering if you could write a imagine where the reader spends Valentine's Day with the 12th Doctor but she has to explain what it means to be "someone's valentine" because he has no idea how that works? lol and he gest impressed by how much he means to the reader and they confess their feelings and just fluff for our babe 💕

Hi! Thank you so much. Yes, 12 is my favourite Doctor, I can’t believe he isn’t more popular. That is such a sweet prompt! I love it. I cant wait to write that. It may take a little bit but I’ll tag you in it. I just really want this is be a longish piece. 😍

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Second skin 12th Doctor x Reader

@pleasedontfollowmeimtrash

The familiar vworping sound of the T.A.R.D.I.S stopped as she landed at her location, your flat in your original timeline.

“See you in two hours?” You called as you headed towards the doors of the T.A.R.D.I.S. The Doctor just hummed as he concentrated on trying to get the time correct on the navigation system.

“You know you could just wait for two hours like a normal person, rather then jumped ahead.” You complained as you leaned against the T.A.R.D.I.S doors. The Doctor finally turned towards you to give you a cheeky grin.

“Do I look like a normal person?” He laughed before turning his attention back towards the console. “I think I’ve got this right.” He mumbled to himself as he continued to fiddle. You rolled your eyes at his antics, a small smile ghosting your lips. You turned around and opened the door, ready to leave when you noticed The Doctors velvet coat sitting on the chair near the walkway.

An impulsive urge creeped into your brain and slithered its way down to your arms and legs untill your fingers buzzed with need. Quietly you creeped towards the chair and grabbed the jacket, tucking it under your arm before running out and shutting the T.A.R.D.I.S doors. You heard the familiar vworping sounds of The Doctor’s departure as you sighed a breath of release. Once the T.A.R.D.I.S was fully dematerialised, your smirked to yourself and held out the velvet jacket.

“Nice.” You laughed, slipping your arms into the sleeves, the jacket was way to big for you, the coat that would normally reach just past The Doctors bum, came almost all the way down to your mid thigh, The sleeves were far too big, making you look like a child wearing their Fathers clothes but you didn’t care, you were ecstatic to be able to wear THE coat.

“If I have to wait two hours to see him, while he gets to cheat time, then I’m keeping his jacket till then.” You mused to yourself as you looked at your reflection in the living room mirror. A small smile lifted the corners of your lips as you admired the jacket, you knew it was stupid, that it was only a coat, but you felt like The Doctor was here with you. “Okay, two hours, better get started.”

...

Almost two hours later and everything was done, you’d showered and went out shopping, which was such an odd and mundane experience now that you travelled with The Doctor. You visited family and friend which you haven’t seen in a year, something they didn’t even know. You’d managed a haircut too, your [Preferred Parent] pointed out how long your hair had gotten, seemingly, overnight. The small outing soon came to an end and you got home in time to pack as you waited for The Doctor, you didn’t realise how long you would been waiting.

You heard the familiar vworping sound of the T.A.R.D.I.S once again, waking your from your sleep. You jumped up from the couch in shocked as you watch her materialised in your living room, tears pricked at the corners of your [E/C] eyes.

“Doctor.” You breathed out as you ran over to the doors and knocked frantically. The doors opened to a very confused Doctor, his thick eyebrows furrowed.

“Is that my coat?” Was the first thing he said as he pointed down to your chest where his coat was wrapped around you. You punched his arm as hard as you can, causing him to flinch back and rub it.

“What was that for?”

“You left me here fo two weeks!” You growled out, “and the first thing to ask me about is your stupid coat?” The Doctor was quiet for a minute before he started to laugh, not a small chuckle either but a full blown, bend over and slap your knee kind of laugh.

His laughter was contagious, it was something so beautiful and rare and seeing him like this warmed your heart to no end. You felt slight giggles hiccup their way out of your mouth before you started laughing just like him.

“Doctor?” You gasped out, “what’s so funny?”

“I travel exactly 2 hours into the future and you weren’t there.” He wheezed out, “so, I decided to wait in the T.A.R.D.I.S when I noticed my coat missing.” He laughed, reaching his hand out and rubbing the collar material between his fingers. A light blush rised up your neck and into your cheeks at the action.

“Yeah, I, Uh, borrowed it?” You squeaked out, embarrassed to be caught. The Doctor gave you a very pointed look as if to say that he knew exactly why you wanted his coat, you felt your heart stutter at that.

“Anyway, I realised it was missing so I’ve been looking for it.” The Doctor continued to explain as he picked up your suitcase and carried it into the T.A.R.D.I.S, the sweet and simple action making you absolutely giddy! “I ended up looking for 3 weeks.” He muttered as he placed your suitcase on the console seat. “And it seems I got the time a little off on my return.”

“Wait!” You half shouted in pure disbelief, making the other man jump. “Wait, Wait, Wait, Wait!”

“I was waiting.” The Doctor grumbled, the lines in his aged face deepening with his frown.

“You couldn’t find your coat so just up and left to look for it?” You asked, very slowly.

“Yes, I just said that, [Y/N]” The Doctor replied is confusion, “were you not listening?”

“3 weeks. It took you 3 whole weeks of looking for a coat before giving up?”

“Yes.”

“Then being 2 weeks late is what you count as a little off?”

“Yes.”

You were stunned to silence as you both stared at eachother, before you both erupting into giggles again.

“You’re a straight out idiot! Did you know that?” You laughed as you gasped a little for breath. “Oh, look at me, I’m The Doctor, I think I’m really smart but I’m actually really, really stupid.” You mimicked as you struttered around the console pretending to be the Timelord in front of you.

“Hey, That was a terrible impression!” He cried out, crossing his arms.

“You’re right.” You mused before hunching over and slowly walking towards him. “Hello... I’m the, Uh, the..” You slowly said as you pretended to be a forgetful old man.

“Hey!” The Doctor yelled running up to you shoving you a little. You started to giggle as you grabbed onto his shoulders and pulled yourself into him. You quickly wrapped your arms around him, trapping him into a hug before he could even start to complain. You were surprised when he ended upwrapping his arms back around you and gave you a tight squeeze. “I missed you.”

“I missed you too.” You hummed as you relaxed into him, your head resting on his chest as you slowly got lulled away by his twin heartbeats. “Doctor?” You softly called out, The older man, still holding you tightly, hummed in response.

“Why did you spend 3 weeks looking for the jacket?”

“Why did you bother stealing it?” He bite back, his chest rumbling a little as he lightly chuckled before giving you a squeeze.

“Borrowed.” You sternly corrected him, your face heating up. “But seriously?”

“It’s Timelord fashion.”

“What?”

“Pockets are bigger on the inside.”

You gasped as you sprang away from him, eyes wide. The Doctor looked at you with mild concern crossed with an ounce of curiousity.

“That’s why I wouldn’t find my phone.” The Doctor broke out into another fit of laughter, scoping you up as he twirled you around the T.A.R.D.I.S.

“I’ve missed you.”

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Thank you so much for all this Twelfth content! Love your writing, it’s amazing, keep up the good work. If you can/want, I’d like to request a fic with the Doctor and the reader in an established relationship, and the reader teaching him to cook, or the other way around. Them cooking together, basically. Thanks in advance.

You’re very welcome! Yes, I would love to write that! Domestic 12 is adorable! 😄

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Yo, wuz up my fellow 12 lover?! I have no idea how I even found your blog but I did and I love it. You've got real talent my dude, like real talent. Anywho, if you're taking requests, I've got one. How about a 12 x Reader where the reader likes to "borrow" The Doctor's jackets and such and then shenanigans ensue?? Idk, just keep it real fluffy, or not, it's up to you. Well, that's it. Hope you have a great day!!!!

Hey, thank you so much! I’ve always enjoyed writing and once I realised how little 12 related writing piece there are, I knew I had to do some fan service! I’m always taking request! That’s sound adorable, I’ll happily write that and try to do your idea justice. Thanks 😁

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Hormones 12th Doctor x Reader

You sat outside a small French cafe, basking in the warm afternoon sun. Despite it being midday, you had just woken up in the T.A.R.D.I.S and were still in your sleepwear. Unfortunately The Doctor refused to let you bring your coffee machine aboard the T.A.R.D.I.S, he keep mumbling something about fake adrenaline rushes and being replaced by a machine. You couldn’t function without caffeine in your system so you made a deal, The Doctor had tontake you somewhere different every morning for you to get your fix. Today, The Doctor had taken you to Paris, 2024.

The barista had just delivered you your coffee and a banana muffin for the two of you to share. You thanked her politely before grabbing your coffee and taking a sip, the liquid was quite hot and burned your throat a little but it was extremely delicious. Your eyes fluttered shut as a moan escaped your lips, this was perfect. You opened your eyes to see The Doctor hadn’t touched the muffin, opting instead to fiddle with his sleeves as he avoided eye contact.

“Something wrong?” You asked, leaning back in your chair and taking another sip, another satisfied noise coming from your throat. The Doctors face burned as he stumbled over his words, a very rare occasion for the Timelord. He ended up just wildly geasturing towards you before turning his face towards the muffin and feigning interest in that.

Confused and mildly curious, okay, very curious, you looked down at yourself wondering what was making The Doctor act so odd. At that moment you remembered that you were still in your sleepwear, a pair of light blue plaid bottoms and a black singlet, was he embarrassed to be seen with you in public dressed like this? You looked around to see that you were indeed getting many stares and judgmental looks. You put your head down in shame, a little embarrassed at your lack of manners in front of The Doctor. You saw the barista from earlier at a nearby table, you got her attention and beckoned her over.

“Hello, could we please get these to go?” You asked politely, gesturing to your coffee and the untouched muffin. The barista smiled sweetly at you as she picked up the items, nodding.

“Finals?” She laughed as she made a pointed look towards you clothes. You felt a blush rise to your cheek.

“Something like that.” You mumbled sheepishly as you avoided eye contact with her. She laughed a little before disappearing into the cafe. You turn you view back in front of you to see The Doctor staring at you quizzically. “What?” You mumbled defensively, crossing your arms. He didn’t say anything, just threw his arms up in a mock surrender. You cracked a small smile, he was an idiot.

“There you go.” The barista annouced as she placed your coffee, now in a foam travel mug, and your bagged muffin on the table. You thanked her “Now, before you leave would you or your Granfather like anything else?” She smiled, looking between The Doctor and Yourself.

“Grandfather!” You and The Doctor both exclaimed in shock.

Before you could stop yourself, you felt a small bubble of laughter escape your throat, as soon as he heard it The Doctor sent you an absolutely murderous expression. You quickly sealed your lips but it didn’t stop tiny giggles slipping.

“I’m not her grandfather.” The Doctor snapped, picking up the muffin bag and stomping off towards were he had parked the T.A.R.D.I.S.

“Sorry about him, he’s, Uh, sensitive?” You stuttered out before grabbing your foam mug and chasing after The Doctor.

By the time you had gotten back to the T.A.R.D.I.S The Doctor was sitting on the second level of the console room, angrily biting into the muffin.

“You know, we were supposed to share that right?” You called out to him, he ignored you and made a point of biting into whilst making eye contact. “Okay, damn, it’s yours.” You frowned as you realised your coffee had gone warm, almost cold. Sighing, you removed the plastic lid and downed the rest of the drink.

It was beautifully creamy and warm, it seemed the nice barista had added a little bit of chocolate topping powder when she transferred it over. Removing the cup from your mouth you let out a loud moan, best coffee ever. The Doctor suddenly sat straight up in his seat and stared at you with wide eyes, it was that look again.

“Stop that.”

“Stop what?” You groaned out, you knew you were whining but you had only woken up less than an hour ago, you were still in your PJs! The Doctor just once again geastured to you wildly. “Okay, I’m getting dressed, sheesh.” You stomped your way down the hallway towards roughly where you remember the closet being. You walked into the massive closest and started to look around before halting to a stop, you had no idea when or where you were going today.

“Doctor!” You called out as loud as you could. You waited a few minutes and couldn’t hear anything, you yelled out once more but nothing. “Damnit.” You grumbled before just opting for a nice pair of black jeans and hoodie, you’d change again later if you had too. You looked around for a changing room before literally smacking yourself on the forehead. “It’s a closet not a mall.”

Throwing the clothes over the railing you stripped down into your under wear, ready to change. Just as you bent over to place you foot in the leg hole, you heard the door open.

“Sorry, [Y/N], The T.A.R.D.I.S was being stubborn, I couldn’t find the wardrobe.” The Doctor laughed as he walked into the room. You froze on the spot, a small voice in the back of your mind screaming at you to cover up but you couldn’t seem to move your muscles. The Doctor finally looked up, his reaction similiar to yours, shock. None of you dared to move or speak, it wasn’t until you notice The Doctor’s eyes slowly drop down from your face and take in your body, that you seemed to come to your sense.

“Get out!” You screamed, using you jeans in a vain attempt to cover your body. The Doctor jumped at your loud command and quickly scurried out the room, a blush on his face. After you had gotten dressed you wait in the wardrobe for as long as possible, before finally sucking it up and walking back towards the console room.

You walked out of the console room to find The Doctor at the controls, his eyes glaring holes into the keypad. “Doctor?” You awkwardly called, but he ignored you. Frustrated you storm up to the taller man and grip his shoulder tightly. “Stop ignoring me.” You yelled as you roughly turned him around. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing!” He finally snapped, still refusing to look at you. You growled in frustration, leaning closer to his face, trying your hardest to appear threatening.

“Stop lying.”

The Doctor started to try and get out of your grip, he managed to shake your hand of his shoulder and started to side step away from you. Thinking fast you pressed your whole body against his, pushing him back against the console, successfully trapping him.

“Please.” You begged, starting to get upset, you feel like you’ve been bugging him all day.

The Doctors breath hitched as his face started to go red, suddenly that expression from earlier was back on his face.

“[Y/N] move.” The Doctor warned as he tried to push you back, “personal space, you know I don’t like physical contact.” Deciding to be a brat and annoying him, you wrapped your arms around him and pressed your bodies together more.

“You mean like this?” You laughed into his chest, your smile instantly dropping when you heard The Doctor let out a hiss followed my a low moan. You body froze suddenly becoming super aware of your two bodies flushed together, expecially when you felt THAT between you. “Holy shit.” You cursed as you jumped back from the Timelord. He quickly turned himself around so you couldn’t see his front, he leaned over the console and banged his head against the column in the centre.

“All day.”

“What?” You stuttered out.

“You’ve been taughting me all day, first with the SOUNDS you made drinking your coffee, to the wardole incident, t-to..” he stuttered, “that!” He gulped out, half turning around to gesture to the spot they just were.

“I didn’t think you’d..” You trailed off, weakly trying to defend yourself.

“I know I’m not human, [Y/N], but male hormones are pretty universal.” With that The Doctor walked straight out the console room and down the corridor, to do god knows what. Your face heating up even thinking of the possibilities.

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Unrequited? 12th Doctor x compainion reader.

Another yawn escaped through your lip as you tiredly blinked at The Doctor’s unmoving back.

“Go to sleep, [Y/N].” The Doctor sternly ordered you for the third time that night. You said up straighter in the small armchair and shook your head a little, a vain attempt to stay awake.

“I’m not tired.” You unconvincingly lied, in a somewhat forced upbeat voice. The Doctor placed his piece of chalk down as turned to you for the first time in three hours. You ducked your head a little at his piercing stare, a blush forming on your cheeks already.

“You have been yawning for the last hour.” He pointed out, dusting his chalk cover hands on the back of his coat. You rolled your eyes, knowing full well he was going to have hand prints on his back now.

“Okay, I am a little tired.” You confessed, The Doctor opened his mouth again to speak. “But, I’m staying awake.” The Doctor instantly closed his mouth, a deep scowl on his features. He turned sharply, his back facing you, and walked back to the black board. You stifled a laugh as you noticed the two hand prints on his coat, you knew were going to be there.

“Something funny?” The Doctor called out. You quickly cut of your laughter, not wanting him to discover the stains. If he knew they were there he’d take his coat of and that would be terribly unfortunate for you. You adored the way he looked in that velvet coat. Your eyes gazed up the back of his thin form, across his pointed shoulders before settling on his long, fluffy light hair. A small, tender smile making its way onto your lips, you truely did love this man.

“What is it?” The Doctor snapped breaking you from your gaze as you jumped in your seat. He was now facing you and you could clearly see his face, he didn’t look very happy with you at all. The glare he was sending you shouldnt have given you butterflies but just seeing his face made you happy.

“Pardon?” You blurted out. The man in front of you sighed in frustration as he rubbed his face harshly.

“Why do you keep staring?” He snapped again. You sat up straighter, unsure why he was so angry.

“You just have chalk on your back.” You mumbled out, getting a tad bit mad at him for the way he was acting.

“And what about every other night?” He yelled as he threw his long arms out in anger. You were really caught of guard by his aggressive nature right now, you stood up from you seat and glance at the stairs leading down towards the console.

“What’s wrong?” You tenderly asked, trying and failing to defuse the situation.

“You!” He growled out as he tugged his hair a little. “Every night you spend on the T.A.R.D.I.S you force yourself to stay awake! Every single time, you’ll do it till you fall asleep.” He started to pace, hands behind his back as he thought out loud.

“What about you? You don’t sleep either.” You blurted out, not wanting to encourage this odd fight but also wanting to draw the attention away from your stalkerish behaviour.

“I sleep when I need it, unlike you.” He snapped back, not missing a beat. “You don’t even do anything but watch me when your tired.” His pacing suddenly stopped, he turned towards you and started to stare.

You saw a small glint in his eye and you started to panic, you knew that look, it was his investigation look. He started to slowly walk towards you with a look of deep concretration in his eyes. You felt yourself getting flustered under his gaze and it made you squirm.

“Why do you insist on staying awake just to watch me?” He mumbled out, you guessed the question was rhetorical because he didn’t wait for you to answer before he started to monologue as he circled you.

“You’ll stay awake for hours on end untill your body gives out to watch me, no matter what activity I’ll be doing. Most things I do require my full concerntration, meaning we don’t actually speak at all. Why? Why, do you act so strangely? Is it a type of god complex towards me? Humans have such tiny brain and I know it’s hard for them to wrap their heads around time travel and Time Lords. No, that can’t be right, [Y/N] has been travelling with me for almost a human year, she’s used to it by now!”

You squirmed under his gaze, absolutely suffering. You loved his attention, you craved it but this, this was too much and you were starting to fall apart. He was quickly eliminating reasons for your late nights with him and it wouldn’t be long before he realised your feelings.

“I can just stop, if it bothers you that much?” You muttered out. The Doctor paused as he stared at you, fulling taking in your appearance. His eyes danced over your blushed features as his eyes zoned in on you quick light breaths.

“You’re blushing.” He pointed out in confusion, you gasped in shock, covering your face quickly. The Doctor quickly rushed towards you standing awfully close, he tenderly placed his soft hands over yours and pryed them away. Butterflies erupted in your stomach as he leaned in towards your face, was he going to kiss you? You licked your lips as your [E/C] eyes drifted towards his thin lips.

“You’re blushed darken, the closer I got.” He suddenly spoke, breaking you out of your trance. “Pupils dialated, pulse picked up.” He whispered as he gripped you hand a little tighter, fingers pressing into your pulse point. “Subject subconscious licked lips, a human tell tale trait for affection.” Your heart dropped as he started to work out your crush, what hurt more was that he was treating you as an experiment.

“Doctor, please.” You whispered as you tried to release yourself from his grip. He continued to list facts about your behaviour towards him as tears started to well in your eyes.

“Conclusion, [Y/N] is in love with me...” he finally finished, trailing off as his eyes widen. He let go off your hands in shocked and back up, creating as much distance between the two of you as possible. The stabbing pain in your heart got worse at his obvious repulsion towards your feelings.

“Do you love me, [Y/N]?” The Doctor Whispered.

“Goodnight Doctor.” You rushed out as tears started to fall freely from your eyes. You quickly pushed pasted him and ran down the stairs as quick as possible, trying to get away from him.

You ran towards your room, finding it suprisenly quicker than you expected. You sent a silent thank you to the T.A.R.D.I.S for helping you to your room. Once inside you slammed the door shut, hand hovering over the lock before deciding against it. The Doctor might was to talk to you, so you left it unlocked and threw yourself onto the bed. You laid still as you strained your ears, waiting to hear the familiar sound of The Doctors footsteps but they never came, you eventually drifted off to sleep.

...

You awoke with a startle as the T.A.R.D.I.S violently shook. Sitting up you took in your surroundings, you were in the T.A.R.D.I.S’ guest room that you have claimed as your own. Your memory of last night was hazy as you desperately tried to think of how you got in here. You stood up in confusion about to seek out The Doctor when it all suddenly hit you.

You remembered The Doctors piercing blue eyes as he evaluated you. The way he discovered the feelings you had hidden for months in less than 5 minutes just because he was curious. A fierce blush burned across your cheeks as you warily eyed the bedroom door. The Doctor was out there somewhere and he knew you loved him, you gulped nervously as you thought about staying in bed today.

“No, I can’t hide from him in his own house, Uh, ship.” You corrected yourself, if you really needed to hide away from the man it was best you did it in your own house and time. You breathed in and out deeply as you hyped yourself up to open the door and face the one you loved.

With all the confidence you could possible muster after last night, you pressed the button at the side of the door to open it. The hallway was quiet which was a huge relief for your nervous self. You continued to walk towards the console room, hyper aware of your surroundings, straining all your senses to try and locate The Doctor, you didn’t have to wait long as you heard his tell tale mumbles come from The Console room.

You reached the end of the corridor and decided to just assist the situation, The Doctor was running around the console pushing buttons and pulling levels, just general attempting to fly the T.A.R.D.I.S. You smiled softly to yourself at his cute face of concentration, those damn eyebrows too. Suddenly The Doctors back straighting and a look on confusion crossed his aged features, he looked around himself briefly before looking up and making eye contact with you.

You gasped lightly at his intense stare, so many emotions running through his steel blue eyes. You were unsure if it was your imagination or the slight telepathic link The Doctor often gave off, but you suddenly felt like crying. So many raw emotions hit you at one, Worry, Protectiveness, happiness, sadness, fear, hope and love. A single tear slipped down your cheek, you hastily wiped at it, not wanting him to see it but it was too late. His eyes narrowed as he focused on the small tear that escaped your eyes and like a faucet get turned off, the emotions were gone. The Doctors eyes didn’t bleed his emotions like they just did, they were cold and stoic, he had put his walls back up.

You wiped your eyes and walked into the console room, if The Doctor was going to hide his emotions and pretend that theirs nothing here between us, then so will you.

“Morning, Doctor!” You chirped happily, walking straight up to the console as if non of that just happened. The Doctor look completely startled by your sudden out burst of cheerfulness, what ever he expected this certainly wasn’t it. You walked up to the small seat near the console and sat down, crossing your legs.

The Doctor furrowed his brows in confusion as he stared at you. His mouth opened slightly as he took a step towards you, something cut him off through as he screwed up his face and turned towards the console.

“So, [Y/N], where do you want to go today?”He cheered as he geastured towards the T.A.R.D.I.S’ console. “Anywhere in time and space?” He turned giving you a grin. A frown appeared on your lips as you took in his smile, it was there but it didn’t quite reach his lips, he was faking it.

“What?” The Doctor asked suddenly his facade dropping as he stood up straight and gave you that confused look again.

“Doctor, don’t strain yourself trying to act normal.” You snapped as you crossed your arms. The Doctor look bewildered at your sudden outburst before his own face set into a frown.

“You are one to talk [Prefered Title] [L/N]!”he snapped. This made you perk up, was he seriously trying to put the blame on you.

“What is that suppose to mean?” You growled as you stood up from your seat and strutted over to the Timelord. He had the advantage of height but that was not going to stop you from giving him a piece of your mind.

“You declare you “love” me a few hours ago but act like it’s nothing now.” He taunted, putting emphasis on the word love. You heart clenched at the teasing tone he made when referring to your feelings, it hurt that he didn’t take them seriously.

“First of all, I never declare my love for you, you assu-“

“Well you might of well had declare it with how obvious you made it.” He interrupt nonchalantly. You felt you face blush, embarrassed. You tighten you fist, digging your nails into your palms trying to calm down.

“Secondly, YOU started this closing off bullshit!”

“Language.” He snapped again, you growled in frustration. He was literally impossible to deal with.

“Are you going to ignore what happened this morning!” You screamed, tear now gather in your [E/C] eyes, threatening to fall. “I felt it Doctor, I felt everything” you cried.

The Doctors face went cold and for once you couldn’t read him. You walked up to the Alien, tears slipping down your cheeks, but he told a step back, away from you and turning his back.

“I felt the happinesses when you saw me and the fear, the love.” You whispered, but The Doctor didn’t react, he just stood leaning against the console.

“Doctor.” You whispered again, nothing. Anger, frustration and hurt that had been building up inside you suddenly exploded.

“Doctor I know you love me too! So why are you doing this?” You yelled, desperate for him to answer you. Suddenly he spun around sharply his face absolutely murderous.

“Love you?” He cackled, “I don’t love you, [Y/N]!” You heart shattered into a million pieces.

“But, I felt your emotions.” You weakly tried to defend your statement, all the fight in you had vanished the same time your heart did.

“You felt my emotion, yes, but no one said they were for you.” He snapped, turning his back towards you again as he paced. “I’m over 2000 years old, I have been in love many time with many people I have lost. I was thinking of them.” He said as he turned towards you once more. “Not you.”

Tears fell freely from your eyes now, leaving hot trails of sorrow down your face. The Doctors hard exterior broke briefly as he watched you break down but he was just as quick to rebuild those walls.

“I think I’d like to go home now.” You bravely said, choking back on your sobs to try to appear more confident. The Doctor was silent before he started to fiddle with the console.

“Very well.” The T.A.R.D.I.S came to life as she started to wheeze the beautiful sound as she travelled through time and space. Everything suddenly stop and you knew this was it for you.

The Doctor faced the exist doors and clicked his fingers. The doors opening at his command revealing your living room just they way you left it a year ago.

“15th August, 2018, the same day you left, give or take a few hours.” You ignored him as you wiped the tears from his eyes and started towards the T.A.R.D.I.S hallway.

“I’ll give you a few days, well you’ll have a few days to calm down an- wait where are you going?” The Doctor asked as he watched you disappear down the hallway. You ignored him as you keep walking towards your bedroom. The Doctor followed you curious as to what you were doing.

Once in your room you immediately started to pack your things. You felt The Doctor’s presence at the door and his eyes watching you intently.

“Your allowed to leave your things on the T.A.R.D.I.S.” He gently spoke, “so everything’s already set up when you get back.”

“I’m not coming back, Doctor.” You sighed as you gathered the last of your things and faces him.

“What?” The Doctor chocked out, you looked him in the eyes and were surprised to see pain.

“I can’t stay here.” You whispered as you avoided eye contact. “Sorry.” With that you pushed past him and ran towards the console room. You were surprised to hear footsteps right behind you, The Doctor was running too.

“[Y/N]!” He shouted as got closer and closer. You were almost out the T.A.R.D.I.S when you felt him grab your hand and pull you back in. You stood still as you faced away from him, him still gripping your hand tightly making your stomach turn like crazy.

“Why do you have to leave?” His voice sounded so broken, it made you want to stay. It made you want to hold him close and tell him that you’ll never leave but you knew it wouldn’t be like that, The Doctor didn’t love you. He seemed to sense your inner turmoil or perhaps it was because of the psychic link, but he spun you around to look at him as he spoke.

“You don’t have to go, I-I love you.” He choked out, a deep blush dusting his cheeks. You felt like you had been punched in the guts, knocking the wind out of your lungs.

“Doctor, please don’t lie to me just to convince me to stay, it’s cruel, even for your standeds.” The Doctors bashful expression was replaced by confusion.

“What?”

You removed her hand from his grip and left the T.A.R.D.I.S’ shutting the door behind you, hoping he’ll take the hint and leave. Instead you heard the door reopen as he followed you into your apartment.

“Doctor, please can you ju-“ you turned around ready to convince him to leave but we’re cut of my your mouth being covered. Oh... oh! You thought as you realised that your mouth had indeed been covered but by The Doctor’s lips. You gasped breaking the short one sided kiss as you backed away from him in shock. “Why?”

He opened his mouth before shutting it and closing his eyes instead, you were about to question him when a slightly sharp pain was felt in your temples. It felt like something was trying to pry its way inside your brain.

“Doctor.” You panicked, squeezing your eyes shut. You felt The Doctors long, bony fingers gentlely Caress your left temple as he spoke.

“Shh, just relax, it’s only me.”

You relax simply at the sound of his soft voice whispering reassurance to you. Slowly the pain disappeared and was replaced by a small tingle that buzzed in you skull. You were about to ask a The Doctor what was happening when you were suddenly over run by emotions. It was like what happened earlier but extremely more intense.

“This is everything I feel for you.” He whispered as he placed his forehead down, against yours. “I lied earlier, all of this is for you.”

Tears slipped out your eyes at the overwhelming feeling of pure love emitting from The Timelord.

“I love you too.” You sobbed as you threw your arms around your love. He tensed briefly before relaxing and squeezing you back.

“Please stay.” He begged quietly into your ear.

“For the rest of my life.”

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