Making Things Even

Making Things Even

@pistachoz said:

heyy idk if wip wednesday it’s still opened but maybe smth w tenth doctor x reader featuring the eleventh doctor or any other doctor, maybe they are thr doctor’s companion and they accidentally bump into another future veraion of the doctor and maybe also add donna bc we love her idk if it’s too complicated, honestly im just looking for the comedy relief, and also bc you write so good the tenth doctor! like the character is always on point!! I’ll never get tired of saying how good you write!! 💖

Love this, hon! It became a whole thing. Hopefully all of the shifting versions of people made sense

Pairing: Tenth Doctor x Reader x Eleventh Doctor

Warning(s): None

“Hello, foxy lady.”

You shielded your eyes from the multiple suns, unprepared to see a young man in a tweed suit and bowtie in the middle of the previously empty field. “Excuse me?”

“Too disco?” the man deflated. His brown hair even seemed to droop. “Sounded good in my head, a little James Bond; aloud it’s a bit Saturday Night Fever. But ding dong, look at you! All set up for the Phosphorean Invasion! And with only a two minute head start. Impressive.” He frowned, puzzled. “Very impressive. Even for you.”

You looked between him and your tech set up: a pile of antennas and knobs that the Doctor had instructed you to arrange in a half-circle while he and Donna redirected artron energy from the TARDIS in your direction. The idea seemed convoluted, even for the Doctor, and involved projecting an image of the planet five billion years in the future over the entire globe, so that the invaders would see a barren wasteland.  “Um. Thank you?”

The man grinned and took your hand. As he helped you to your feet, his touch felt vaguely familiar. So did something about his smile. “Lot of upward inflections today, I see. I see?” He mimicked you. Peering at you, as you straightened up, he muttered. “Something’s changed, something’s different.” He jabbed a finger at your head. “Did you change your hair?”

“I don’t think I did,” you replied, and you tried to make sure your tone didn’t turn the statement into a question.

“Must be me. Must’ve changed my hair.”

You started to point out that that made absolutely no sense, but he’d cut you off. “You’ve pointed the projector in the wrong direction, darling.”

Darling?

“No, I haven’t. You said just upwards was fine; the whole atmosphere’s just upwards.” Your brow furrowed. No, the Doctor had said that, not this stranger; why did you say that?

“Did not, I said if you don’t point it away from the suns, there’ll be a nasty glare, give the whole thing away.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you flush to his side. He pointed at the horizon’s many suns. “… Everyone knows that.”

You were about to protest, again, even though he sounded right, when the bright light that heralded the Phosphorean forces—it looked like a too-big star—brightened in the sky. “Right,” the man said, “Got to readjust very quickly.” He pulled out a… sonic screwdriver?? Longer, though, and greener, but there was the same familiar sound. “All right, foxy lady, time to save the planet.”

—

Donna Noble crept up behind the Doctor, holding a very large hose-like-thing. She’d forgotten the name of it. Probably didn’t matter. He was crouched behind the rocks that lined the hill the TARDIS had been parked on, looking down into the field with some sort of space-man tech.

“What’re you doing?” Donna rested the hose on her hip. It was awfully heavy, and hooked up to the TARDIS console. “Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready to shoot time bits at Y/N’s projector? What’ve you got binoculars for?”

The Doctor frowned. He didn’t turn around, still focusing intensely on the view. “They’re not binoculars. Ever seen binoculars do this?” A little antenna popped up, emitting a faint static. There were words, fuzzy, not very distinct. But Donna could make out your voice.

Donna tried to peer through the ‘binoculars’ too, pressing her cheek against his. She ignored the Doctor’s affronted grunt and looked through one lens. “Who’s this? Why’s he dressed like that?” she asked. She watched a man in tweed flutter around you, help you to your feet. At one point, he pressed his nose to yours while you blinked in confusion. “Looks like a bit of a knob. Looks like three armchairs died for that suit. Looks like he’s his gran’s little man.”

“Yeah, that’s me.”

Weiterlesen

Listen up

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These pictures dont even capture just how bad things are right now.

Pray for SA

Would you possibly do another Aizawa requests ☺️ R is a student of class 1-A and when they asking parents about letting students come to the dorms he and all might go to her house and they realise she actually lives alone with her dog and younger brother or sister and Aizawa decides to take them both under his wing and one day R just suddenly turns around and calls him bad accidentally

This sounded too cute to pass up! Apologies for me taking forever to get to it! :’) When it comes to Dadzawa content I like to go all out (that means it’s probably messy) so hopefully, you enjoy it, anon!

I named the reader’s brother Haru because I adore that name

(Dadzawa) Aizawa Shouta x Female!Student!Reader

Warnings: Just a smidge of angst (Fluff that will giveyour heart a dose of love)

Words: 1,914

 “Aizawa-Sensei and All Might-Sensei? What are you doinghere?” You question softly a bit too surprised by their current appearance atyour house.

All Might is the one to speak, “We have been speaking to allof our students’ families about an important issue. May we come in to speakwith your guardian?”

Oh no. This is not happening to you. You are desperate intrying to come up with an excuse that you don’t notice their concerned gazesfrom your unusual quietness. You are after all one of their most enthusiasticstudents so it worries them that you are quite the opposite right now than youwould be in school.

“(Name)! I finished! Can you look it over?” A childish boy’svoice calls for you snapping you from your thoughts.

The nerves are eating at you as you ask in vain, “Is there achance that you can call or stop by some other time?”

“Negative. This needs to be taken care of,” Aizawa statescalmly.

With a defeated sigh you let your teachers enter your house.They take their shoes off the door per your request and they follow you to yourkitchen where your little brother, of the age five, waits. They’re surprised tosee that it’s just him and an old Shiba Inu, whose tag reads Fluffy, in thehouse so far.

They are quiet as they observe you look over your brother’shomework. You give your brother the biggest smile and say, “Nice job! You didit perfectly! As promised you can go ahead and watch TV. But first, would youlike to meet All Might and Eraserhead?”

At the question, the poor boy freezes before he shakes withexcitement for finally noticing the older males in the room. You laugh lightlywith joy from seeing your brother happy.

“Aizawa, All Might, this is my little brother Haru. He’s abig fan of both of you. He’s kind of like Midoriya in that sense,” You murmur.

You hold in your giggles as Haru bows repeatedly beforemaking a dash straight to the living room.

“Seems like a sweet kid,” All Might says with a smile.

You just nod absentmindedly as you place Haru’s homework inhis backpack on the counter. The two teachers stare at you surprised at yourcalm demeanor. You seem so much more mature compared to when you are in class.

However, you also look… fatigued. It just raises furtherquestions between the two.

“(Last Name), where are your parents?” Aizawa says thequestion you’ve been dreading.

You let out a heavy sigh as you pick up a few postcards thatlay on the counter and simply hand them to the man. Its multiple postcards froma few states in America. Aizawa and All Might look through them and notice thesimple note on the back that just says ‘Love you’.

“How long have they been gone?” Aizawa questions as AllMight looks saddened.

You shrug your shoulders as you reply, “A few months now.We’re fine if that’s what you’re wondering. They send us money and they stillpay the bills and have our neighbors check-in on us.”

This isn’t fine and you know it. Aizawa lets out a heavysigh as he shares a look with his colleague. They understand why you seem somature now. You have to be for Haru.

“I can give you their number but they may not pick up. Theneighbor would probably be able to get a hold of them,” You murmur.

All Might is completely baffled as he asks, “You don’t getin touch with them, like at all?”

“Nope, they’re out seeing the world instead of being with us.All we’ve gotten are postcards and words from them through the neighbor. I needto get dinner started soon… Would you guys like to stay for dinner?” You ask asyou easily evade their stares by grabbing ingredients from the kitchen.

They do, but not before they speak to each other and callNezu outside your house.

The dinner felt light-hearted with a hint of seriousness inthe air as All Might carries the conversation mostly with Haru. Aizawa staresholes into you while you try to eat in peace. When all is done and the twoadults had finished their food they merely observed you and a now sleepy Haru.

Haru who’s been sweet for you since your parents left, doesthe thing toddlers do when they want to be held. He lifts up his arms outtowards you and you easily lift him up and hold him, his face resting on yourshoulder. He’s out within the minute.

“Sorry about him. He usually passes out after dinner likethis,” You explain feeling a bit embarrassed that your teachers have seen somuch of your vulnerability.

All Might hesitates to ask, “Does… does he usually fallasleep like that?”

“Sort of? He’s been needing to be held by me or cuddled byFluffy before he sleeps. He’s afraid I’m going to leave him as they left us,”The disgust for your parents is evident in your voice.

Aizawa and Yagi are just surprised by it. However, they canunderstand why you feel that way. You’re practically raising your littlebrother, despite being a kid yourself, for them. It disgusts them as well ashow easy your parents could leave you guys like that. This is too much forsomeone as young as yourself.

“Young (Last Name), since you are a unique circumstance,Principal Nezu has requested that you-“

Aizawa cuts him off, “Stay with me. Both of you can’t beliving by yourself.”

All Might gives his colleague yet another look but this onehas a hint of confusion on his face.

~*~

“Is… Is this really okay?” You ask softly as you hold yourdog Fluffy in one arm and a bag of essentials in the other.

Aizawa doesn’t say anything as he sets down your littlebrother on the couch gently. He takes off the little kid backpack and sets thaton the floor. When he doesn’t say anything you frown.

All Might who helped escort you guys to Eraserhead’s home afterthe conversation is the one to speak. “It’s perfectly fine, Young (Last Name)!Thanks to Aizawa’s thinking this turned out to be much better than the originalplan.”

Ah, yes. The original plan thanks to Nezu being informed ofyour situation was that you and your brother would’ve been separated. You would’vegone to the U.A Dorms as originally planned but your brother would’ve beenplaced into a distant relative’s home or with a foster family do to yourparents’ negligence.

As of now, they are deemed unfit parents and you’ll bestaying with Aizawa. Feeling tired from the whole prospect of moving, you laybeside your brother, while Fluffy claims a corner of the room for himself. Theteachers notice how tired you are and bid you goodnight before stepping into anotherroom to speak.

In truth, Aizawa couldn’t even think of splitting the two ofyou up as a possibility. He saw the way you looked at your brother as if youwere his parent. The pride in your eyes as he did his homework correctly. Yourbrother looked at you as if you were his protector, it was obvious he adoredyou. It would’ve shattered the both of you if you were to be forced to split upand that’s not what he was going to let happen.

All Might knew this the moment Nezu said to bring it up(Nezu totally knew Aizawa is a softie and that this would happen). All Mightfelt the same way but since Aizawa is your homeroom teacher the feelings aredeeper with him. The grump of a teacher needed to take responsibility for you.

“Aizawa… what about your cats?” Yagi whispers to the grumpyman.

Aizawa shrugs and states in monotone, “They haven’t made abig deal so they’re fine. Besides, my cats can totally take down that dog ifthey need to.”

Yagi freaking has a heart attack and a nose bleed at thesewords. “THAT DOG IS OLD. Your cats don’t need to be murdering Young (Last Name)’sdog!” Yagi whisper yells.

~*~

You sigh as you text the parental figure that has beenwatching over you these past couple of weeks. He’ll be home a bit late but thatworks perfectly for you.

Surprisingly, it’s been a smooth transition and Haru loveshim. You live in the dorms with the rest but you get to go home with him on theweekends while Haru and Fluffy (who actually gets along great with the cats muchto Aizawa’s surprise) live with him indefinitely. With the unique circumstance,the other teachers help Aizawa take care of Haru while you are living in thedorms.

Overall, you are grateful for him, especially when youoverheard from All Might that he took both of you in when he didn’t have to.

It’s been feeling like home. To thank the man for all he hasdone, you and Haru decided to go all out on this weekend night and make hisfavorite dishes. Towards the end of your cooking adventure, you check on Haruwho had opted to make cat-shaped cookies.

“Looking good, little man,” You state admiring his work.

Haru looks up with happiness before a frown lands on hisface. You immediately ask him what’s wrong.

“Is Aizawa our new daddy?” His voice is meek upon askingthis and seeing your confused expression the poor boy continues, “It’s justthat… I don’t want to see our old mommy and daddy. They don’t love us. I wantShouta as my new daddy!”

WHAT IS THIS FEELING IN YOUR CHEST? Your little brother literallyjust killed your soul with this cute yet sad declaration. Even so, you completelyagreed with him.

“Hey, watch the food brat.”

A harsh sizzling sound, the scent of smoke, and Aizawa’ssudden appearance override your senses and you quickly apologize, “Sorry, Dad!”

Your face feels like it is on fire with embarrassment as yourealize you just called him dad. You hurry to set the food aside to cool downand clear out the slight burning smell before you turn to the male who appearsto be in shock.

“Aizawa?” You call out.

His normal grim expression is back on his face as he says, “Goahead and set the table.”

You go to turn to do what he said but caught the male unableto hold back a smile anymore. All tension in your body leaves as you realize he’shappy that you accidentally called him dad. When the table is set and you areall sitting, Haru curiously looks at the laid-back tired adult.

Aizawa gives the boy a glance and finally indulges him, “What?”

“Does that mean we can call you dad?” Haru for the love oflife doesn’t have a filter but you are grateful for it.

Aizawa is elated but it doesn’t show on his face, “Go forit.”

“If you’re our new daddy who can we call mommy?” Haruquestions.

Without missing a beat you answer, “All Might or PresentMic.”

Aizawa glares at you but says nothing else. The feeling oflove and happiness fills the air as it had been doing since both of you movedin with him. You can bet he’s doing everything he can do to adopt you.

Danger Magnet

Pairing: Tenth Doctor x Reader (ft. Donna)

Content/Warnings: fluff

Words: 1038

A/N: Can I just say how much I love writing for Ten? Anyways, this was requested by @bi-pie67 for 24. You have a meter of how in-danger your soulmate is.

You lived your life in what seemed to be a constant state of stress. It wasn’t because your life was particularly more stressful than everyone else’s, even though it did have its moments, but rather because of your soulmate. You hadn’t even met whoever-it-was, but they were going to make you die of a heart attack at the age of thirty if they kept up whatever the hell it is they’re doing. It didn’t matter what time of day it was, or if it was a weekend, or even if it was a holiday - the meter of how in-danger your soulmate happened to be was always at a steady nine or ten. You hadn’t seen it below a five in months.

It had almost become a running joke among your friends - anyone who managed to have a meter number higher than yours got lunch. Understandably, it didn’t happen very often. You yourself didn’t have a particularly dangerous life, apart from one car accident that resulted in a broken leg, so at the very least your soulmate didn’t have to worry. Though once you met, you planned on giving whoever-it-was a piece of your mind.

“Oi! Noble to Y/N!” One of your closest friends, Donna, roused you from your thoughts by waving a hand in front of your face. “You still here on Earth?”

You grinned up at her. You hadn’t seen Donna in a while, according to her she had been busy with work. “In body, yeah. Mind, not so much.”

Weiterlesen

Haven’t Met You Yet

Word Count: 786

Pairings: 10th x reader, 11th x reader

Warnings: none.

A/N: Request from @we-are-all-alittle-strange-here, enjoy!

Summary: You meet one of your husband’s past regenerations and just can’t help but mess with him. You really loved time travel.

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You had been wandering a large museum, with fifteen floors. The Doctor had of course brought you here, then disappeared as usual. You were half looking for the Doctor and half just admiring everything the other worldly museum had to offer.

‘Maybe I should put a tracker on him’ You thought.

You noticed something familiar out of the corner of your eye. You strolled over to the display case, looking at the information plate. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes when you noticed the date was wrong on it. You would know, you went there on your last adventure with your TimeLord husband.

“Wrong.” Both you and another voice said simultaneously.

You looked up in surprise seeing a man with spiky brown hair in a trench coat. He looked at you with interest and you looked back with amusement. You recognized him as the Doctor, not your Doctor, a different regeneration of him though.

“Keeping score again?” You smiled.

He tilted his head smiling back. He looked back at the display avoiding your gaze.

“What do you mean?”

“You know what I mean, Doctor.”

His eyes looked over at you after he heard you call him by his name. He looked even more interested now and turned his full attention to you.

“You know who I am, can’t seem to remember you though.” He said.

You knew he was waiting for you to tell him how you knew him but you decided to mess with him. Besides, you couldn’t directly tell him anything anyways.

“You can consider me a friend for right now.” You shrugged.

You turned and started walking in the opposite direction. He followed after you and watched you curiously.

“Right now? Are we more than friends then?” He questioned.

“You could say that.”

He got lost in thought for a moment and you giggled at how focused he looked. That snapped him out of his thoughts, and he tilted his head.

“Alright then, so I know you, but from which time period? See I travel a lot, can’t keep track of it all.” He said.

“Present day earth.” You said as vaguely as possible.

“Right, right, which would be the year….” He trailed off.

You gave him a pointed look and he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

“Nice try, but you know I won’t fall for that.” You tsked.

“Worth a shot, but you said I knew you wouldn’t fall for that, so we’re close then!”

“You’re grasping at straws Doctor.”

“Am I at least getting close?” He whined.

You didn’t say anything else just smiled knowingly and walked into the elevator. He slipped in just before the doors closed. You watched the numbers change for each floor as he fidgeted impatiently.

“Not going to tell me anything else then? Not even a sneak peek?”

He gave you his best puppy dog eyes but you didn’t fall for that. You just glanced at him, mischief playing in your eyes.

“Nope.” You said popping the p.

He frowned, putting his hands in his pockets. He seemed to think for a moment.

“Not even a name?”

You waited until the doors opened and you stepped out before answering him.

“Y/N.”

The doors closed before he could do or say anything. You laughed and started walking to where you remembered the TARDIS was, which was on the other side of the room. You heard shoes hitting the floor and turned to see the Doctor running after you. You laughed and paused waiting for him to catch up to you. You raised an eyebrow, and he looked at you for a moment.

“I don’t know you, but you know me, really well it seems, am I ever going to know anymore?” He finally asked.

“Of course you are…” You trailed off.

You started walking again with him in tow. You saw your Doctor’s TARDIS, and the tenth Doctor slowed to a stop staring at it then you. You walked over to it just as your Doctor poked his head out.

“Y/N! There you are! You wandered off!” The eleventh Doctor scolded playfully.

You gave him a look that said 'are you serious.’ He winked at you and you straightened his bow tie stifling your laughter.

“You are lucky I love you.” You teased.

You shook your head. You looked back at the tenth Doctor, who looked at the eleventh Doctor and then you in shock when his future self kissed your cheek holding the door open for you. You strolled in but paused and leaned out of the TARDIS door’s to give the tenth Doctor a bright smile, and a playful wink. Your next words had him grinning ear to ear.

“You just haven’t met me yet!”

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⇢ pairing | remus lupin & son!reader, harry potter x male!reader ⇢ word count | 29,199 ⇢ genre | everyone lives au, fluff, romance, angst, adventure, hurt/comfort ⇢ summary | Merlin never claimed he was a god, and yet many people worshipped him. he’s nothing but an extraordinary wizard, so why - the son of Remus Lupin, feels like you need to carry the sky?

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