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"You can say whatever you want. You can think...absolutely anything. I will do anything...if you just allow me to save your lives."
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The Evolution of a Scandal;
“So who’s the john?”
“The prime minister.”
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Haunt Me - Ten x Rose
The Console Wires Weren’t the Only Ones Crossed
Read on ao3 Pairing: Ten x RoseRating: MatureWord Count: 1167Summary: Rose has been taking some alone time lately. The Doctor decides enough is enough.Notes: From this list of prompts. If you see anything else from the list you’d like prompted for Ten x Rose, inbox me!
Rose played with her earring, avoiding him with her gaze. “Ehm, I’m just gonna… go to my room. Take a bath or something. I’ll see you later, Doctor.”
“See you later.” His eyes followed her as she moved towards the corridor.
She’d been doing that a fair bit since the Coronation. They’d have a great time, and then she’d want to be alone.
“I don’t understand,” he admitted, glancing up at the central column. “Help me out, Old Girl. Have I done something wrong?” The TARDIS was silent. “Nothing? You’ve always got something to say, especially when I don’t ask for your input.” Still nothing. “I guess I’ll ask her later, then.”
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All I Want for Christmas is You (Naked) - Chapter 3
Chapter 3! The Doctor decides to sneak into Rose’s room, and thank her for Chapter 2. This one’s pure smut - no semblance of plot to be found here. NSFW
@chiaroscuroverse @dwsecretsanta
@timepetalsprompts - Eccleston bingo - hand porn (because, well, that’s what he does with it), balancing on his arms
@doctorroseprompts because the whole fic’s going to be a bedsharing/fake relationship Doctor/Rose catastrophe™
Onwards!
Letting out an annoyed sigh, Rose rolled onto her other side. Per her mother’s wishes, she was spending the night in her old bed in the flat. So far, being there had only served to highlight how much her life had changed and how well she’d adjusted to being on the TARDIS.
She missed the comforting hum of the TARDIS, her more mature and better decorated room she’d used before moving into the Doctor’s.
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The Doctor and His Very Accidental Narwhal Impression
Rating: Mature Pairing: Ten x Rose Find it: AO3 Series: A Series of Unfortunate Boners Summary: While cuddling with Rose and watching a documentary on narwhals, the Doctor can’t contain his best impression of the majestic beasts. Tags: Awkward boner, cuddling, narwhal documentary, ridiculousness Words: ~1,400 Author’s Notes: Okay, so this is @caedmonfaith‘s fault, and I know she’s out there not feeling guilty at all about the vast amount of fuckery she’s initiated over the last few years. (But tbh, I wouldn’t feel guilty, either, so…)
She prompted: So imagine this: Rose and the Doctor are watching a documentary on narwhals. She keeps snuggling close to the Doctor and whoopsie, he’s got wood. He’s trying to make it go away, he’s trying to keep her from knowing, but she somehow puts her hand on it. Instead of panicking, though, she asks him if he’s doing his best impression of a narwhal. The rest is up to you. :D
This is pure absurdity. Enjoy!!
Thanks to @countessselena for the read through!!
“The flying narwhals of Blunar X Raff, tonight, yeah?” Rose asks, excitedly skipping into the cinema room with a giant bowl of popcorn. “You got the fizzbombs?”
“Fizzbombs, narwhals, popcorn, and Rose! All I need for the perfect movie experience. Allons-y!” the Doctor calls, bounding from the big screen covering one wall of the cinema on the TARDIS, trying not to trip in the pair of banana slippers Rose had found for him on one of their market expeditions.
They’re about to watch another animal documentary, one of the many they’ve watched in recent weeks between adventures. Rose hadn’t believed him when he’d first told her of the fabled unicorns of Blatraxi Upon, so he’d shown her a documentary about the magnificent animals before taking her there in person.
It’s a bit backward from his usual approach, much preferring to simply show her the universe in real time, but occasionally there will be an animal on a planet hostile to her physiology or they simply prefer to learn about the universe in their jimjams from their very own cinema, eating caramel banana flavoured popcorn and fizzbomb soda from their favorite candy shop on Hogsmeade (the planet, not the famous magical village).
Tonight is one of those nights, and the Doctor plops down next to Rose on the plushy two-person couch provided by the TARDIS. He kicks off his slippers and straightens his silk, pinstriped jimjams.
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Finally realized I can submit anonymously, so I don't have to try to stuff 6-parters into the askbox and you don't have to piece them together again. Yay! :) — The Recent Smut/Kink Anon
Nonny, you are wonderful!! I actually have one of those already set up in askbox form to post tonight ;)
Thank you for blessing us with these fics and the mystery...! 😊😊😊
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I’m heading north, girl. Back to Winterfell - I’m finally going h o m e.
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Untitled #4
Ten II/Rose, Explicit
Summary: For the @dwsmutfest quickie prompt: wet dreams
Notes: This was supposed to be a drabble. Oops.
[AO3]
Rose arched her back, pushing her breasts forward as she cried out. The Doctor groaned as her wet heat squeezed his cock, feeling her pulse around him. He lifted his hips and surged into her, groaning as he came.
The Doctor jerked awake, eyes blinking rapidly in the dark room as his breathing slowed. He rolled to the side, turning his back to Rose’s sleeping form, and ignoring the wetness on the front of his pajama bottoms. It was the fifth such dream in as many nights, each one more explicit and vivid. This human form was so new and filled with too many sexually charged chemicals. They hadn’t yet broached the subject of sex, though they’d had plenty of it during their days on the TARDIS. He wasn’t sure she was ready for it, or if she ever would be. Sharing a bed had seemed like quite a leap already.
“Doctor?” came Rose’s soft, sleepy voice.