10th Doctor x Reader:You Don't have to be alone 4
“Looks pretty lively down there huh?" the Doctor asked you were sitting on a small hill next to the house your "parent's lived at the large elegant house was lit up like a Christmas tree; music blared through the open windows.
“I can’t believe I forgot! Today's my mom's birthday! She’s probably down there partying."
"You wanna go check it out?"
"Are you Shure? What if I take a fancy to them? Might not see you again!"
"Like that would really happen? You’re my "Marty Mcfly" F/N you are the Marty Mcfly to my Doc Brown, besides something seems odd and I wanna check it out."
"And there is one guaranteed way of getting inside." he said pulling out his wallet containing a piece of Psychic paper.
~ TimeSkip ~
The Doctor got you in all right, you were dressed as a waitress and he was dressed like a waiter, you both carried a tray of alcoholic drinks, the house was crowded with people all of which were wearing pod like devices on both of their ears, and fancy things
10th Doctor x Reader: you Don't have to be alone 1
10th Doctor x Reader:You don't have to be alone
You were taking a late-night walk to clear your mind and escape the madness that surrounded your house; you walked for such a long time finally you walked into a grassy field it seems to be clear except for some sort of blue box standing in the middle.
you walk towards it feeling both scared and excited at the same time, It was a police box from the 1950's. you knew a bit about them in history class a police man could lock a criminal inside and then dial for a cab to come pick him/her up, you thought it was a pretty clever idea.
You knocked on the door three times, not expecting any one to answer; you then sat down on the grassy ground and leaned your head on the strange blue box.
"wait a minute." you thought "It's 2014,police boxes aren’t even supposed to exist anymore, so what's was one doing out in the middle of a field?" you said out loud,
"That's a pretty good question,is'nt it?" a man replied you looked up and saw h
Sam Winchester x reader :Pajama Pants
Your favorite pJ's consisted of a blue plaid flannel of Sam's and a pair of lime green sleep pants covered with brown moose shadows ,Charlie had picked them out for you when you went thrift shopping one day and they fit your perfectly and you could imagine how comfy you would be wearing them around the bunker on days off or after a long exhausting hunt.
you didn't think Sam seemed to be too fond of them,in fact he rolled his eyes when he first saw them.
"Do you have a problem with my moose pants,Moose?" you asked looking up at him.
"no ...not really it's just... Crowley gave me that nickname..."
"it's the best thing he's ever done if you ask me...not sure why he calls Dean a squirrel though,I don't think squirrels are as fond of pie as Dean is.. and Rocky and Bullwinkle aren't ever brothers."
Sam sighed "I don't have a problem with your pant's F/N." he said.
"that's good because mine are defiantly more decant than Dean's."
"Dean's pants?" Sam asked looking confused.