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Introduction
Introduction
Hello! Iâm Rosa (aka crazymadravenclaw) and, well, I write. Iâve been writing since forever, but Iâve only now decided to upload my stuff. So... I mostly write fics based on the Supernatural, Sherlock, Doctor Who, Harry Potter and Marvel fandoms, but very little of what I write actually makes the cut and gets on here. Iâd love to get to read your opinion on my works, and thanks in advance to anyone who likes/reblogs them. It quite literally gives me life.
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As Long As Adventure Calls
Pairing: Tenth Doctor x reader
Word Count: 708
Summary: The Doctor is being unusually silent and the reader wonders whatâs bothering him. The answer is unexpected, and so are the results.
Warnings:
A/N: I hope you like it!~

The Doctor was silent today. Silence usually wasnât his forte, but today he was lost in the darkest recesses of his ever-whirring mind.
You hadnât disturbed him, but you were worried. He had never been so silent before, at least not for as long as youâd known him, which was about a year and a half now if your calculations were correct.
After approximately half a day, you just couldnât take the silence any more.
âWhatâs wrong?â you asked the Doctor, and he looked up, meeting your inquisitive gaze with his intense brown one. Even now, after so long, the weight of his gaze startled you. It was old, and full of memories and guilt and so many emotions that churned behind his always-calm façade if you knew where to look.
âThereâs nothing wrong,â he said, eyes sparkling with life and mouth tilting upwards in a smile.
You frowned, not believing him. âThere is something bothering you. I donât know what it is, but it is something, and it must be important for you to be that quiet and thoughtful all day long,â you said, and this time he didnât try to contradict you. You watched, heart breaking slowly, as the smile fell off his face to be replaced by tightly pursed lips, and his eyes lost their lively brightness. He looked tired, lost, defeated. For one moment, you caught a glimpse of exactly how old he was. Every year, every thought and memory and burden he had to carry was evident in the slight slump of his shoulders and the extinguished spark in his eyes.
His loss of control was momentary, a blink-and-youâll-miss-it moment. He was his normal, thoughtful, self just half a second later.
âIâll tell you whatâs wrong, Y/n,â he said with a sigh.
âYouâve been with me for so long -and donât get me wrong, I love it; I love every single second of it. Every exhilarating adventure weâve been through has brought me joy and all the seconds we spend together are some of the very best of my entire life. But⌠if there is one thing I know for certain itâs that every single good thing in life ends. Everyone leaves in the end, no matter how many times they say theyâre going to stay. I was wondering⌠when our time would be over,â he said, sadly looking at you.
You were speechless. Had he really been thinking of all that? And could he honestly think that after all those wonderful things you two had gone through, you would just leave him?
You shook your head. âDoctor, no⌠Donât think that way. I wonât leave. Our time isnât over; not yet. Iâll be here to go on adventures with you for as long as adventures will be there to go on. I promise. I could never leave you,â you say, looking at him with wide, honest, eyes and willing him to understand that you would never willingly give up on him.
He could see the honesty in your eyes. He really wanted to believe you, and in the end that side won.
âThank you,â he said truthfully. âThank you for not discarding my worries aside. You care about me the same way I care about you,â he said, taking a few steps closer to you and grasping your hand in his.
âDoctorâŚâ you muttered, and something in his eyes made you want to continue with your spree of truthfulness.
âYou canât care for me the same way I do for you, because⌠I love you. I love you so much,â you confessed. You didnât know how to feel about your confession. Part of you wanted to turn the clock backwards and take those words back but the larger, more insistent part of you told you to wait and see.
âYou do?â he asked incredulously, and you were surprised to see his eyes light up with a million sparks when you nodded. He grinned and leaned down to press his lips to yours in an eager kiss that made your heart melt in a puddle at your feet.
âThatâs a wonderful thing! Because I love you too! And also because we have an adventure waiting!â the Doctor said, his eyes gleaming eagerly.
âAllons-y!â
I'm here for you was wonderful. It's always tricky to write out a scene that was so well delivered by the actor, but you delivered it just as well with words. Keep up the good work, you just gained a new fan!
Thank you so much for your ever so kind words. They actually made my day, and I am very much humbled. Again, thank you!
Oh the feels... "I'm Here for You" was great.
Thank you so much for the kind comment!








RIP Alan Rickman
I am in shock and disbelief at his death, lets remember all the happiness he brought throughout the years, as our favorite potions master and the bravest man H.P ever knew.
Why donât you two just elope?
Moriarty asking what weâve been wanting to know like forever. (via cumberfoil)