A/N: Hi guys! This new story is going to be a series of one-shots (Mainly Ten/Rose or Tentoo/Rose) that are based off of prompts. However, the catch is, the prompts will only be one word long! :) If you have a prompt, leave it in a review below or p.m. me! This story will have no strict schedule, however it will most likely be updated very often. The prompt can be any word (adjective, noun, verb) and no matter how crazy or weird, I'll still do every single one. You can leave as many prompts as you'd like! Also keep in mind I'll do any rating or genre, so it'll end up being rated M most likely. If you'd like a specific pairing with the prompt other than Ten/Rose or Tentoo/Rose just say so, and I'll probably do it. I figured I'd just prompt myself one to start, so here's one based off of the word 'burden.' Enjoy!

Burden - a load, esp. a heavy one.

Tentoo/Rose

"Doctor, do you need some help with that?" Rose said, raising an eyebrow as the Doctor carried a large brown package on his back, bending over so much he was almost crawling on all fours to get to the house.

"No," he breathed out in between his panting, "I'm a strong half-human, me. I don't need any... AH!" The Doctor fell down onto the ground, the package squishing him against the red brick porch outside of their blue doors. He tilted his head upwards to look at Rose, who couldn't help but giggle at the sight of him.

Rose smirked, "Do you need help now? You're not as strong as you were when you were a Time Lord, you know."

"Nope. You are a pregnant woman and my wife, you shouldn't have to do any labor. And I have it completely under control," he replied from underneath the box, squirming his legs up and down in the air trying to get himself upright again. "How was I supposed to know that this crib would be so heavy?"

"I really can lift that off of you if you'd like," she commented as he sighed in defeat.

He blinked up at her and frowned, extending his lower lip a little and pouting sadly. "Okay, I might need some help."

"Might?"

"Okay, I really need some help," the Doctor pleaded.

Rose stuck her tongue out of her teeth and knelt down so he could see her better. "Can you say please?"

"Please, Rose, it's suffocating me! One heart!" he exclaimed, coughing afterwards for emphasis.

She rolled her eyes and placed both her hands on the underside of the brown box, lifting it off of him with ease. She kicked open the doors to the house and brought the box inside, settling it onto the ground on the foyer. Rose turned back to the Doctor victoriously, folding her arms across her chest. He was still laying on the porch, propped up on his elbows with his face in his hands.

"You're strong," he complimented happily.

"Stronger than you, anyways," Rose replied flirtatiously.

The Doctor stood up slowly, brushing dirt off of his jeans. "Well, perhaps in certain situations... But in other ones..." He approached her and shut the door behind him with a flick of his hand. Then he walked her backwards into a wall and placed both his hands against the wall on either side of her shoulders. "I'm much stronger."

Rose scoffed, "Oh really now?" She wrapped her hands around the back of his neck and brought his lips down to hers, kissing him forcefully. His lips moved down to her neck and nipped so hard she was sure it would leave a mark. Suddenly, she grabbed both of his wrists in her hands and spun them around so he was up against the wall. "Who's the strong one?"

"I suppose," he admitted in between kisses, "you are."