A/N: Hello! This is my first time ever writing FanFiction (aside from the incomplete ramblings in my various notebooks) so I am a bit nervous! It is also the first time I've ever put anything on the internet that I've written. I know you hear this a lot because almost everyone asks, but...reviews would be very appreciated! I have a thick skin so criticism (constructive) is welcome. I want to know what people really think about it and how to improve my writing.

Now onto the story.

I have loved most of the stuff I've read on here, but I really like that one-shots because (most of the time) you don't have to remember any of the previous chapters! I like that a lot because I read so much of these and get confused and sometimes life gets too hectic to keep all of the stories straight in my head (especially if you're trying to figure out the latest Doctor Who episode. Whew! That Christmas ep was a doozy!). So, this will be a collection of one-shots inspired by words I get off of Urban Dictionary (which I do not own) because I feel like that will be an occasional challenge.

Sorry for the length of the A/N and

Spectaphile: (adj.) A person who is sexually attracted to people with glasses

He was getting old. He looked 31, acted 7, but felt over 1000. My age is finally catching up to me, he thought to himself amusedly as he slipped on his reading glasses. The Ponds were nested in their beds in the TARDIS—All 3 of them. Rory and Amy in their bunk beds and River in the bed they shared together. Even though the Doctor loved his adventures, he relished the time he spent alone in his library pouring over new books.

He loved them all—Mystery, Fiction, Romance, Classics, Biographies. He cherished a good biography. Sometimes, when he read one that was really enthralling, he'd go back in time to when his favorite parts took place and watch them play out from afar. More often than not though he would end up having to get involved for some reason and when he went back to the TARDIS he'd find extra chapters all about him.

He was cuddled into his favorite chair, the seat worn out from centuries of use, with his biography of the 100th President of the planet Pag-ak Tan when he heard the door open. There was no use looking up; he knew who it was. He heard the sleepy pattern of her steps and heard her moan with fatigue as she ran her hands through her hair.

"Sweetie, why are you in here so late? Come back to bed." She walked behind the chair and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"Just catching up on some reading to do."

"But you have all the time in the universe; you can spare one night with me." She nuzzled her face into his neck as he chuckled.

"That's what you said last night."

"And it's just as true tonight as it was last night."

He kissed the side of her head, her bouncy curls disheveled from sleep brushing up against his closed eyelids. "Oh, River."

She smiled at the use of her name. River looked up at him, more awake then before. She opened her mouth to say something, then stopped. After a few seconds she finally spoke. "Doctor, are you wearing glasses?"

"Why, yes I am. I find that I am needing them more and more these days."

Her lips curled into the mischievous smile he adored—when he saw that smile he knew things were going to be good. "Honey, I find them strangely…"

"Adorable? Cute? Funny?"

"Sexy." He froze. That was certainly not what he was expecting.

"Oh. Oh." He paused.

She smiled again and walked around to the front of the chair. River crooked her finger, signaling for him to follow. He raised an eyebrow in confusion. River stopped, looked him up and down, and winked before walking starting to walk back again. Realizing what River wanted, the Doctor blushed with excitement. He jumped out of his chair and set the book down before straightening his bowtie and beginning to walk out of the door to River who was already out of sight.

"Oh, Doctor!" River poked her head back into the room, stopping him in his track. "Bring the book. This time we are going to play a little game called Librarian and I'll be bringing you back something that's very overdue." She winked before disappearing again and he gulped before racing back to grab the book and out of the room.