Being Elevenths Adopted Child Would Include

Being Eleventh’s Adopted Child Would Include

Requested by anon:

Being the Eleventh Doctor’s adopted little kid would include. Please.

You met the Doctor when he was visiting your home town

He spoke to you when he noticed you and you tried to help him

Taking advantage that you knew your city well and could guide him

The Doctor then took an interest in you and your life

When he learned that you were alone, he got sad

You were such a great kid! Brilliant, kind and energetic

So he hated to see you feeling miserable and lonely

Even if you were pretty bubbly despite it all

You went with him during his little adventure and he let you

He was very protective of you, though, not wanting you to get hurt

Whenever there was danger, he would stand between you and it

Also insisted that you had to follow his rules if you wanted to go with him

The idea of adopting you had already formed in his mind

And he was testing to see if you would get along for long periods of time

You followed his rules, even if they all summarized into one

‘When things get ugly, you do as I say no matter what’

He once asked you to run away and leave him behind

Because things indeed got ugly, and you hesitated a lot

You didn’t want to leave him behind, you wanted to help!

But you knew the Doctor wasn’t an ordinary person

That he had his sonic screwdiver and his wits, and he was capable

Besides, seeing the grave glance he dedicated you, it was clear

You had only seen him all friendly and smiley, so it was a big change

You did as promised and went to safety, hoping and praying he did too

After a while, you found each other again and the Doctor adopted you

He said he wanted to take you with him as long as you were okay with it

And you were, looking forward to abandoning your loneliness

From that day on, you had no problem in calling him dad

Sometimes even mom to joke around, he could be very motherly

The Doctor took good care of you always, and grew very fond of you

He never really thought he would be parenting a child, but there he was

Even if he could behave like a child himself at times

The Doctor always protected you and looked after you

Even making sure that some of his friends knew about you

Just in case he needed to do something dangerous alone

So you would be safe hanging out with Amy, Rory or Clara

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Okay but like... could anyone imagine the Holland boy’s with a little sister. Kid couldn’t date for a long time.

Best Christmas of all; Tom Holland x child reader

*Author’s note*

Okay WOW! I am a TERRIBLE Person BUT I GOT IT DONE. To the Watson anon from long ago as well as @artistintraining239​ I FINALLY GOT THE TOM HOLLAND REQUEST DONE!!!!!! Now @artistintraining239​ I made a SLIGHT change in the adoption part of the story so I hope you’ll accept what I ended up doing for that part, and to the Watson anon whomever you maybe, you are LITERALLY THE MOST PATIENT PERSON EVER!! You requested something from me like 2 years ago around Christmas time and I couldn’t do it cause it ended up as shit, so you gave me a second chance and I PROMISED I DELIVER AND SO I DID!!! It took awhile for me to try and add the ideas you had mixed with this other requester listed above but I F***IN DID IT!!! 

Not really any warnings just PURE, TOM HOLLAND FLUFF, foster care (just for characterization), Tessa makes an appearance, and having no knowledge of Tom’s family. I’m just using them here for the story, RESPECT THEIR PRIVACY’S. 

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It’s a miracle when a person can go up on the big screen and become someone famous, it’s another miracle when you get adopted after losing your family in a housefire before you reach your teenage years.  I gained both miracles.  The best place to start is probably from the beginning when I was chosen to costar in the upcoming Marvel movie Spiderman: Homecoming.

I was chosen out of hundreds if not thousands of little girls to play the cousin of Peter Parker aka Spiderman, Jenna Hawkins (Brown spider).  Jenna’s character was that while she was Peter Parker’s cousin, she would eventually become a sidekick of Spiderman who not only was a quick learner thanks to her cousin, but she was the perfect silent weapon because no one would suspect a child (much like how real brown spider bites can be deadly but not really kill).

I had asked my current foster mom if I could audition for the film and thankfully she said yes but she had to run it by the system if I could audition for a film role.  Surprisingly the foster system I was put in allowed me to audition and by a miracle I got the role.

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Little Star - 13th Doctor

doctor x daughter reader you mentioned the doctor comforting the reader after a nightmare

Pairing: Parent!13th Doctor x child!reader

Warnings: Nightmares, comfort

A/N: Gah I looooove doing Parent x child!

Ever since Y/N had lost her biological parents in a fire, she had had nightmares. Nightmares of the flames that licked the walls of her house as she was laying in her crib, wailing from the hotness. She couldn’t see anything in her dreams, as she had been only two when it happened, but she could make out the smell of smoke and the warmth that slapped her face in waves. Sometimes her mind would screw around with her and add some screams into thw mix.

The Doctor hadn’t even thought of them as a possibility at first. She didn’t exactly see anything when it happened, therefore how could such a sweet child like Y/N experience nightmares? In fact she hadn’t at first, they came around her fourth birthday. After that she had a nightmare at least once a week. The Doctor tried to find anything to make them go away, but so far had only come up with stories to distract the young child.

Y/N felt her heart bump in her chest a she sat curled in her bed. Looking at the shadows on the wall she tried to remind herself that she was safe, Aunt-Yaz was sleeping in the room next to her. So were Uncle-Ryan and Pops. She was alright.

Yet tears rolled down her cheeks as she hurrieldy padded to the door and stepped outside. Y/N knew The Doctor didn’t sleep much, at this time of night she must have been down at the panel.

Quietly she stepped down the stairs, holding on the smooth walls of the Tardis while walking. The stairs she went a bit slower, The Doctor saw her walking them down and closed the panel window before picking her up.

”Hey little star, what are you doing up,” she placed Y/N to sit on the edge of the panel. Quickly worry hit her hearts when she saw the tear streacks on Y/N’s puffy cheeks. Tiredly the child rubbed her eyes.

”I saw a bad dream again,” she mumbled.

”The same one?” The Doctor asked and Y/N nodded.

”Oh, poor star,” She sighed and picked Y/N up while walking towards her room.

”Can you tell me a story,” the child asks innocently, not letting go of Doctor’s arm. She stubbornly pulled the Timelord to lay down next to her. The Doctor chuckeld inwardly and nodded, knowing she couldn’t leave the distressed child there by herself.

”What would you like to hear?”

”Tell me… about the time you fought giant wasps!” Y/N exclaimed and snuggled closer to the blonde alien. The Doctor brushed Y/N’s smooth hair while smiling down at her. Her eyes were already much less sad.

”I thought you hated bees.”

”Bees are nice,” Y/N babbled. ”Wasps are not nice. They sting,” she scrunched her nose in disgust. The Doctor chuckled and nodded her head.

”Very well then,” Y/N slid under the sheets and placed her small head over the Doctor’s stomach while listening to her story.

”This was the time I was still a bloke…”

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Being Amy & Jake’s Child Would Include

Requested by anon:

Being Amy and Jake’s son/daughter would include.. {Brooklyn 99}

For the most part, it’s the best thing ever

They are really good parents, loving and caring

It might not seem like it, but they give great advice

You can count on them if you need anything

They will be supportive if you have a problem

Listen to you and be very open and thoughtful

They definitely take your feelings into consideration

They aren’t extremely affectionate, but you still feel loved

Amy tells you she loves you a lot, Jake not as often

He is trying to, though, because he loves you with all his heart

He just has a bit of trouble expressing it, especially with words

There are definitely a lot of hugs, your favorite are the triple ones

When one of them hugs you and the other one just joins in

Meeting everyone at the precinct and hanging out with them

Especially with Terry’s and Charles’ kids, you adore them

But you have looked after Cheddar several times too

And you love Holt and Kevin, as well as Charles, Terry and Gina

And Rosa is just like your cool badass aunt, she’s awesome

Family escapades with Jake and Amy, to theme parks and cool places

There are a few things that annoy you so much about your parents

Being embarrassed by them, especially by your dad

He literally enjoys embarrassing you, it’s so amusing to him

And Amy will have to tell him off ‘Come on, Jake…’

Just to avoid you dying from embarrassment right there and then

You’re also grossed out when they kiss, even if it’s something innocent

Jake uses this as a weapon when he wants you to go to your room

‘You can’t stop me from loving your mom, Y/N!’ ‘Fine, I’m leaving!’

Deep down you think it’s sweet and cute, but still embarrassing

The worst part about them being your parents is the worry

Sure, they worry about you and try to be the best their can

They are protective about you and want nothing to happen to you

But being cops, you are always worrying about their wellbeing

Still, you are so proud of what they do

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Forever and Always - Part 3

Title: Forever and Always

Word count: 978

Characters: Blu and Girl

Warnings: Angst, crappy writing

Notes: I made this all the way back in 2017. Never got around to doing much with it. Shame. I enjoyed writing it. Even though it made me sad. So I’m posting it, unedited here.

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September 21, 2018

One parent who doesn't care for his daughter. He sees her as an accessory, she’s only needed for formal events so that his coworkers know that she actually exist. That is my relationship with my father or as I more commonly call him the monster.

"How was school today?" The monster asks, his face hidden behind a newspaper. That's what makes me despise him I can't recall the last time I saw his face. "It was fine, I have a big science fair coming up. My teacher said my project is amazing, Blu is even part of it." I boast proudly, ever since I’d quit baseball I'd had time to work on my grades. I am kind of known to be a nerd but that doesn't bother me.

"Is that so, how nice," the monster responds. He turns the page, he doesn't seem proud of me he never does."Dad maybe…maybe you could come?" I suggest mindlessly twirling my fork in the air. He chuckles before answering, "I don't think so Champ, maybe next time."

There won't be a next time. This is my last year at home next year I’m going to college in California. I want to go to art school to learn animation techniques. I’m going to work for Disney. Maybe I’ll even make a short about Blu. "Oh okay, I think I'll go eat up in my room." I whisper, I don't know why I'd gotten my hopes up.

"That's fine Champ," the monster grumbles.

I take my time taking my plate off the red velvet table cloth. Slowly I make my way down the empty hallway, pictures of the monster decorate the wall. Blu whimpers probably sensing my sadness, I just ignore him. I quietly tiptoe up the flight of stairs careful not to make a sound. I gently turn the golden doorknob then lightly push the door open.

My bedroom is beautiful it's a true symbol of everything I love. Twinkle lights hang from the ceiling like scattered pixie dust. The walls are painted a beautiful Royal blue the same color as the night sky. Various dog toys and Disney knickknacks are scattered across my desk. Multiple sketches of Blu and other characters conjured from my own imagination litter the wall.

I push a few random things out of the way then grab my apple laptop. Flipping the top open I frown, sticky notes off various colors and shapes decorate the screen creating a collage. I quickly peel them off making a mental not to trust my friend with my laptop ever again.

I bite my lip waiting for Skype to load up. Blu jumps up and lays down on my lap. The dummy thinks he's a lap dog when in reality he's crushing my legs. I don't try to move him, he's just trying to comfort me. Blu knows my relationship with the monster isn't as it should be.

My best human friend's smiling face pops up on the monitor making my face break into a grin. "Hey Tom how's it going?" I greet trying to contain my laughter but ultimately failing. Tom was pulling off the most adorkable face I'd ever seen. I only wish I could see it in person.

"You okay Libs you seem a little down in the dumps?" He asks seriously. Tom is awesome, he's funny and very considerate. He takes my sadness very seriously, he almost beat a kid up at my school up once because the bully made me burst into tears, which is pretty hard to do.

Tom and I met on the busy streets of NYC we literally crashed into each other. Blu had decided it would be fun to chase a kid with a hot dog, I can tell you it wasn't. Lucky for me a kind boy my age caught him before he ran into the streets. Tom and I have been friends ever since, though sometimes I think Tom loves Blu more than me.

"I guess so it's just my father. He can't come to the science fair." I sigh twirling a strand of hair with my finger. Tom furrows his brow in confusion,"did he give you a reason?" I shake my head making my long tangled hair whip from side to side. "Nope," I say licking my salty lips loudly popping the 'p'.

"Hey you've still got me and Blu." Tom offers, I shrug gently petting Blu's soft fur. "Yep, a dork and a dog, what more could a girl need?" I snort, Tom chuckles. In the background I can hear someone yelling his name. "Hey I've gotta go Libs, mom calls. Talk to ya later," he says giving me a small wave goodbye.

"See ya later Tom." I whisper tightly hugging Blu's neck like he was a pillow.

"Okay Blu what do you wanna do?" I mutter into his fur, he snuffs getting dog snot on my leg. I gag sometimes my best friend can be really be disgusting but I put up with it. Blu has always been there for me, he's hasn't really left my side since I'd adopted him. I couldn't remember a time where Blu hadn't been there to comfort and console me. He loved me for me, not because he felt obligated to, but because he is my best friend.

Blu is my best friend I care about him more than my own life. I'd put myself in harms way to protect him if I had to. Blu is my entire world, in my opinion Blu is the center of the universe. My life would be incomplete without him. Blu has always loved me unconditionally, he has always been there for me, Blu would never leave me. It's Blu and I against the world forever and always.