Hello There! If You Were To Write Headcanons, Up To How Many Characters Would You Accept Per Ask?

I had the weirdest Doctor Who related dream a couple of nights ago.

Dhawan!Master was a TikTok star who loved doing TikTok dances.

Simm!Master was ranting(whining) to Russell T Davies that he portrayed him poorly because The Master would never be sexist or homophobic or transphobic because he comes from a species that can change their gender. Russell T Davies snuck away as soon as Simm!Master was distracted.

Yaz and Dhawan!Master said that we should crash the window of the aircraft we were in because that aircraft was made by Scrooge McDuck and we could sell the glass to the people of Duckburg, but then we ate said glass.

When we made it to the cemetery because we apparently had to stop the villains at a cemetery that was never mentioned before. We found Russell T Davies working with an evil Tennant!Doctor or Tennant!Master trying to resurrect the body of Rassilon. They were all huddled in a creepy mausoleum. And the evil Tennant!Doctor or Tennant!Master was wearing a very cool and campy black floor-length trench coat with white pinstripes. The collar of the coat was very tall and the coat had massive shoulder pads. And he was wearing a tight purple buttoned up shirt.

When Simm!Master saw Russell T Davies again in the mausoleum, he just continued his rant about his poor portrayal in the show.

And then I woke up.

I am now worried for my mental health.

At least Dhawan!Master in my dream constantly stood by my side, held my hand, caressed my body to comfort me, and gave me many forehead kisses.

Greetings how are you? I was wondering if I could please request a dhawan!master x reader request. The reader invites the master, the doctor and their friends (yaz, Dan, Graham and ryan) for Christmas lunch. They all have lunch together and the reader gives them all a present. The master opens his alone in his tardis and the gift is something that's he really likes and he's touched by the reader giving him a gift.

Hi! Thank you so much for this request!

I will be posting it tomorrow. I will link it below once it’s posted.

I really hope that you enjoy it!

And His Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day

If the Master is russias greatest love machine is that a canon confirmation that he fucks?

I mean that’s the logical conclusion right?!?

"This thing about being a rebel, being an outsider, also has its price. I always took a step away from everyone else. (...) That’s just how I was. I didn’t join our school trip in the ninth grade and I didn’t go to the graduation either, because I didn’t want to join in. I didn't belong there. Even now in adulthood when I have a lot of things that I should be happy about and I’m really as far from all that as possible, I still have… I don’t know if it’s a nightmare, but I have a recurring dream where I’m still that age and I’m at home, alone, feeling as if I shouldn’t be there, that I should be where the others are but I'm not."

- Tobias Forge, Sweden Rock Mag 2020

"It's so important to spend time together, and have fun together, smiling together, feeling you're belonging somewhere, don't you think? It is a wonderful feeling. I've always felt that if I just got to the end of the rainbow, whatever is there, I will find belonging... And I'm assuming that this is it. The belonging that we're sharing."

- Papa Emeritus IV's speech in Indianapolis 8/22/2023

You’ve Got Good Dreams

Phantom Ghoul x Reader

Summary - The Reader wakes up with a Ghoul on their chest.

Warnings - breaking into a bedroom, Phantom being a cryptid menace

Word Count - 546

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. The Reader is a Sibling of Sin. I just had this thought that because the other types of Ghouls can manipulate elements, I thought the Quintessence Ghouls could deal with more indeterminable things like feelings and dreams. Just thought that this would be a fun idea to write, so I hope that you enjoy this! :)

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Your chest felt heavy. Every breath you took required extra effort. Extra effort that you didn’t want to use. You just wanted to continue to sleep before your alarm went off for the morning. In your sleepy haze, you thought that rolling over would solve the problem, but when you tried to move you discovered that you couldn’t. Confused, you fluttered open your eyes, trying to quickly blink away sleep. 

Directly above you was a ghoul. Sitting on your chest and staring at you through the opaque goggles of their mask. Their arms were placed on either side of your head. Clearly, they were trying to keep the majority of their weight off of you and on their arms, but every so often they would lean down closer to you, putting slightly more weight on your chest.

Upon seeing you awake and confused, they crooked their head to the side, looking more like a cat than a ghoul. That’s when you caught sight of this ghoul's horns. Longer and more slender. Phantom. Of course, he would do something like this.

“What are you doing here, Phantom?” You asked, your voice heavy with sleep.

“You were dreaming.” He mused charmingly.

“Well, I was asleep. Most Humans dream when they are asleep.”

“You just felt so content and happy.” The ghoul snapped his neck to the other side and peered over you. If you didn’t know Phantom, you would have taken this movement as a threat. But you knew Phantom and you knew that looming over you and eyeing you like he was inspecting his soul was a common occurrence with the ghoul.

“So, you broke into my room to sit on my chest.” Phantom hummed in acknowledgement and nodded animatedly like a pleased toddler.

“And feel to your calmness.” You could see Phantom smile down at you in the dim light of morning. He wasn’t wearing his balaclava, even around his neck, so he must have left his room in a hurry and forgotten it, as he often did.

His smile was different from the smirks he sent you when he was performing or practising. His smile was also different from the prideful smiles he would send you after he scared you in the hallway or distracted you from your duties around the Ministry. He looked rested. Calm, content and happy. All of the words he had used to describe you a moment ago.

“Anyway, good morning, sibling.” Phantom leant forward, causing you to panic for a moment before his mask-covered forehead lightly pressed against your own forehead. Just as quickly as he invaded your personal space, Phantom left it and jumped off of you and off of your bed. 

“I hope that you have a good day!” Phantom yelled in a sing-songy voice before strutting out of your room. At least he closed your bedroom door behind him, which he always forgot to do just after he was first summoned. 

You let out a sigh. Phantom was going to be the death of you. Before you could mull over all of your growing feelings for the newly summoned ghoul, though, your alarm began to blare throughout your room. At least you could distract yourself from your demonic crush by completing your chores and studies. For now.

New laptop acquired

Now I just gotta get to work

Jealousy Looks Good On You

Gomez!Master x Reader

Summary -  Missy grows jealous and tries to prove who you belong to because of a misunderstanding.

Based On This Request - 

Warnings - jealousy, some slight innuendos

Word Count - 2115

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. The reader is described as being queer and a member of the LGBTQ+ community, but no specific labels are mentioned. This was requested on my old Tumblr account from a lovely anon and I just wanted to reupload it here. I hope that you enjoy it!

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You hadn’t known Bill that long; you had only really met a couple of times in The Doctor’s classes. But the pair of you got along very well, you even played wing-person for her when Bill was trying to woo Heather. Despite not knowing her for that long, because of Bill’s own struggles with sexuality that she was vocal about with you, you felt comfortable enough to come out to her. Like her, your guardians assumed that you identified as something that you were not, and they would be disappointed if they discovered the truth. In both circumstances, they weren’t bad people, just outdated by your and Bill’s standards. 

Bill became The Doctor’s companion first, but The Doctor could see in his classes that you were one of those few people amongst seven billion Humans on the planet Earth that he would want to show the universe to. Bill helped The Doctor explain who he really was because The Time Lord tended to just throw people into the truth, and it could be quite startling. You happily accepted the offer your friend and professor were giving you and began adventuring with them. 

The more you travelled with them, the more you learned about their lives respectfully. You and Bill bonded more about your sexualities and would often try and help each other find dates, even if some of those prospective people were aliens. Later when you discovered The Doctor’s true origins you felt even more at ease about your sexuality. What he described of his home planet and their openness to the concepts of sexuality and gender offered you a safe space in his TARDIS with him and Bill. 

After a couple of weeks of knowing the truth about who The Doctor and Nardole were, their suspicious behaviour became more obvious to you. You would see them sneaking down to the basement of the University often and you knew that it wasn’t to go somewhere in the TARDIS, which stayed, mostly, in The Doctor’s office. Your curiosity about what your new friends were hiding lingered on your mind. You ended up nagging Bill about your curiosity and suspicions what you’re travelling companions were hiding and she finally agreed to go searching with you. 

Bill explained that she had been down to the University basement briefly and how everything seemed weird and alien but nothing to worry about. You didn’t believe her hopeful assumptions, however, and you walked up to the large, locked doors along the wall. You place a hand near the lock, immediately feeling a hum erupt from the door, causing you to jump back. Bill called over to you, telling you that the two of you should leave before either The Doctor or Nardole returned, and you reluctantly followed her. On your way out of the basement, you kept looking back at the door, feeling as if something, or someone, was watching you.

Your curiosity only grew and burned into your brain. You were often distracted in class and on adventures because you couldn’t stop thinking about what was behind the doors in the university basement, and why The Doctor was hiding and locking whatever was in there away. You decided to go down there by yourself. You knew that Bill would try to stop you if she found out that you were going to go investigating again and you didn’t want to deal with her worry. If The Doctor found you in the process, you didn’t care. You wanted the truth. 

You didn’t spend any time looking around the other alien treasures and went straight to the large doors. You paused and took a deep breath before placing your hand on the door. The doors to whatever this alien tech was hummed again, this time more pleasantly, and then the locks began turning and opening. The series of clicks and turning of gears stopped when the doors creaked open, causing a flurry of dust to spring up into the air.

“Ahhh, dearie! How wonderful it is to finally meet you! You know, that curiosity of yours might get you in trouble one day. You should be more careful.” The voice of a chipper Scottish woman floated out to where you stood. You peeked your head in through the door to see the woman with her brown hair pinned up atop her head and dressed in a fancy shirt and long dress combo that reminded you of Mary Poppins. All she needed was an umbrella to complete the look.

“Come on in, dearie. Don’t be shy. I won’t bite.” She waved you in and you closed the door behind you before the strange woman whispered a flirty “unless you ask me to.” 

She motioned you to take a seat at a small table that would fit two people comfortably and asked you if you wanted some tea. You declined and asked her who she was and what she was doing here in this locked room. The strange, imprisoned woman poured you a cup of tea anyway, weirdly, just the way you liked it before explaining everything. Suffice it to say, you were shocked, but you believed everything she told you. You left the Vault, as Missy called it, even more curious about what this meant about The Doctor, but you were fully intending to take Missy up on her offer of returning. You would sneak into the Vault as often as you could whenever The Doctor or Nardole weren’t spying. 

After months of flirting and innuendo-filled conversations, hiding from your friends and general fun evenings, you and Missy began dating. Missy was surprisingly more open than The Doctor, but once the two of you started dating, she would recount more childhood memories and experiences she had from her home planet. The space the two of you created within The Vault was the safest space you had ever been in. With Missy, you could be whoever you wanted to be, without any fear of judgement or rejection. 

Despite how close the two of you were, you never talked about exclusivity when dating. You had naturally assumed that your relationship with Missy was exclusive given how passionately you would act with one another in both speech and actions. But there was no way to be positive. You knew that you would never do anything to go against Missy in that way, but there was no discussion between the two of you that would make the Time Lady knowledgeable about your feelings. 

However, Missy had never seen you interact with Bill before this moment. The Doctor had needed the help of Missy, much to Nardole’s dismay and he thought that it was a good idea to drag you and Bill along, too. The Doctor ignored your knowledgeable face, he had been watching you go down to The Vault over the course of your friendship and deemed your relationship with Missy to be a safe one. He was more concerned about keeping that information away from Nardole and Bill who would not understand The Doctor’s acceptance of Missy or end up seeing that your relationship with Missy was helping her for the better. 

This was Bill’s first time inside The Vault, and you could see that she was uncomfortable at the thought of The Doctor keeping a strange woman within this secret prison. So, you found yourself staying close to her and explaining the details about Missy that The Doctor and Nardole had conveniently passed over.

Missy saw you holding a comfortable position in reference to Bill, staying too close for the Time Lady’s comfort. Causing her to waltz over to you and interrupt whatever The Doctor was talking about. Missy stopped briefly in front of your face to look you in the eye. Her blue eyes were usually warm pools whenever she looked at you, but now they were cold and icy. You were shocked and looked at her, questioning if you had done something wrong. You noticed that out of the corner of your eye that Bill became uncomfortable with Missy's closeness, and she walked over to where The Doctor stood. You followed Bill’s movements until Missy’s firm hand grasped your chin and forced you to look her in the eye again. The Time Lady’s grip softened before she felt the temperature of your cheeks and forehead with the back of her hand. Dramatic concern arose on Missy’s face. She brought her hands up to your bare arms and let out a gasp when she felt how cool they were. You weren’t uncomfortable, but The Vault’s temperature was cooler than that of a normal Human home and you forgot to bring a jacket.

“Are you cold, my love?” You could tell from Missy’s voice that she was over acting on purpose, dramatising her movements and words for the audience in the room. You were unsure of why, however, The Doctor, the person whose opinion about your relationship she secretly feared the most, already knew and accepted everything. You found out The Doctor was fully aware of your relationship when one day he “subtly” asked you if you were dating anyone and observed that you were quite distracted in classes and on adventures. But neither of you spoke of it again, so you assumed that he was approving.

“A little bit, but I’m fine.”

“Don’t be silly! Take my coat, love. Can’t have you catching a cold.” Missy dramatically unbuttoned her coat, staring down Bill menacingly in the process, and wrapped her precious possession around your shoulders. After securing her coat around you, patting you down in certain questionable places, she leaned close to you and darkly whispered into your ear.

“Even though you catching a cold would cause me to have to take care of you all by myself.” You felt your face warm at the accusation when Missy pulled away, which caused her to smirk proudly.

The Doctor cleared his throat and sarcastically asked Missy if she was busy or if he could continue explaining the events of previous adventures and the point of The Vault to Bill. Missy combated her old friend with an equal amount of sarcasm, stating that she was “of course, pleasantly excited to hear The Doctor’s most recent speech.” 

Missy strutted over to her sofa, swinging her skirt around with one hand and dragging you after her by her other hand. Once she sat comfortably on the sofa, Missy pulled you onto her lap and whispered in your ear about the things she would do to you once the two of you were alone, causing your face to heat up again with embarrassment and for you to miss what Bill, The Doctor and Nardole were discussing. Missy would smirk whenever she would catch Bill staring open-mouthed at the two of you.

“Well, this was fun!” Bill eventually said after The Doctor had explained everything, including your relationship with Missy. 

“And not at all awkward, but I have a date that I don’t want to be late for.”

“A date?” Missy questioned looking over you protectively and unabashedly. You looked to Bill, who was looking quite awkward again and you decided to do your best to correct Missy’s assumptions.

“Yes, I helped Bill get a date with this one girl we saw at a bar. She was definitely Bill’s type, unlike me. So, I just had to help set it up!” Missy looked into your eyes to see if you were telling the truth and when she was satisfied with your statement she turned back to Bill.

“Well, Human, I hope that everything goes well for you on this date with a girl that is definitely not my lovely partner Y/n.” Missy turned away from Bill, The Doctor and Nardole as if they never existed and began playing with part of your outfit and kissed your jawline and neck. Your friends quickly left the room after saying a quick goodbye to you and Missy, who didn’t pay attention.

“What was that?” You removed yourself away from Missy’s attacking lips and looked her in the eye.

“What was what?” You rolled your eyes and questioned Missy’s possessiveness.

“No one touches my faithful companion, except for me, of course.” Missy leant into your body, holding you tightly and showing you how she truly meant what she was saying and was not acting with pure possessive emotion.

You kissed the Time Lady’s nose before delicately whispering to her.

“I love you, too, Missy!” She smiled brightly and confidently, knowing that your feelings were genuine and her feelings for you were reciprocated. Missy attacked you with kisses until you fell back onto the sofa and the two of you erupted into passionate giggles.

Books Read In January 2024

What You Need To Be Warm by Neil Gaiman

Babel by R.F. Kuang

Before Your Memory Fades by Toshikazu Kawaguchi

Hi hellooooo can you please do a fuc where the doctor (any nu docs) where reader first enters the Tardis and does the whole "it's bigger on the inside" but then makes a your mom joke, catching the doctor off guard?

Hi, anon. You sent in this request last week.

Thank you for doing that, but my requests are currently closed.

Once I reopen my requests (I currently don't know when that will be) you can resend this request and I will accept it then.

But you can also send it to another blog if you would like.

I'm sorry for the inconvenience.

-Ghost

doctor who really said nonbinary rights what about nonbinary WRONGS