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yeehawbrothers · 4 months
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Request Prompts <3
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REQUESTS-Open! :)
Please read my request rules here before requesting.
Obviously these aren't required for requests, but I think it's fun to use them.
I've gathered these throughtout the internet, so if you see one you've written, let me know and I'll tag you!
Feel free to mix and match, change wording, or anything of the like!
Please make sure to be as specific as possible if you have a certain storyline you'd like me to follow.
Angst prompts:
"Leave. Leave right now."
"Can you just fuck off already?"
"I can't do this anymore. Not with you."
"Pack your shit and go. Get the hell out of my sight"
"You ruined everything."
"I'm going to leave now, before I say something I regret later."
"This wouldn't even be a problem if you didn't make one out of it"
"You were supposed to be my safe place. But all you've brought me is pain. How great is that?"
"If you hate me so much, kill me. Kill me already. It's not like I've got much to live for anyways."
"They told me not to trust you, but I didn't listen."
"You...why did it have to be you?!"
"You lied to me! Over and over again!"
"Hey...Hey...stay with me."
"Oh my...what did they do to you?"
"It's okay, its just me."
"I didn't know where else to go."
Fluff prompts:
"Flea markets don't carry fleas you know?"
"Are you serious? Your getting blood all over my carpet!"
"I am not wearing a dress/tie!"
"It's a Texas thing"
"Not everyone is out to get you. Stop thinking that shit. It's getting annoying."
"What are we?" "A mess."
“I just woke up can you give me a minute before you start being weird.”
“It’s literally two am, shut up.”
"Let me be a mom for a second and tuck you in."
"If you can't sleep...we could have sex?"
"If you don't shut up, I'm going to punch you."
"Please put your penis away."
"Why are you on the table?" - "Better view of my life." - "Where's the spider?" - "By the door."
"Shut up and get in the closet."
"Listen, I don't mind cuddling. But if you wake me up again I'll whoop your ass."
"I'm an insomniac, this is normal."
"Listen...I didn't know it was illegal."
"Stop messing with your IV."
"I'm pretty sure this place in haunted."
"Hold my hand you asshole"
"Did...Did you just bark at that guy?"
"Awww yay what a nice reunion! Now come fucking help me"
"We are not picking up the free chair" - "Why not!!?" - "Because that shit is 100% haunted."
"Why are you so mean to me?" - "You cannot take the child home."
"I love you so much I'm gonna bite you."
Song prompts:
If you want me to write a story based on a song, send me the link in the request. Please keep in mind, like with anything, I'm not going to force myself to write something if I'm not feeling it.
All the love-A.
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teigo-the-explorer · 1 year
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The Symphony of You
Doctor Who x Reader one shot I wrote for my creative writing class. 
(Supposed to be read as 11 x companion! reader)
Word Count: 1,001 words
(Master List)
Based off of the song: Dance with Me Wallis
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There he sits alone on the ebony bench. The moon shines down on him like a spotlight. His back sits tall as he places his long boney fingers on the keys. His hair now free of gel falls in front of his face creating shadows that move as he chuckles. 
“What are you doing out of bed?” He inquires. His striking green eyes are illuminated by the moon’s light as he turns to look at me. 
“Couldn’t sleep,” I reply. “Too many thoughts in my head.” I wouldn’t dare say more. I didn’t want to be another reason for the tiredness behind his eyes to grow. 
I drew near to him. My feet patter across the wooden floor of the room. He lifts a hand out to me. I grasp his cold hand and he guides me toward him. The bench creaks underneath my weight as I sit myself down. I get a closer view of his face. It’s so young, brimming with life, yet his eyes tell a different story. Even when they look at me with such kindness and adoration, I can see the truth. 
His emerald eyes tell tales of loved ones lost. They cry about life stripped away from him too fast. His eyes encapsulate the memories of children crying and people falling to ash. The horrors of war and the evils of the universe rest deep inside his dark irises. They were old and had seen more than my eyes would ever see in my lifetime. Despite all the woe, his eyes held beauty. The beauty of love and laughter. They showed me the enchanting spell of nature untouched by man. Trees as tall as the sky with strong thick trunks which held the wisdom of life. His eyes even held the stars that brighten every corner of the dark vastness of space. To me, his eyes were more beautiful than the finest of Van Gogh's works. 
“What are you thinking of?” He asks as his eyes peer into mine. 
I look down at the black and white keys of the piano in front of us. “What were you going to play?” 
There it is again. That laugh of his and the thrill I get from just hearing it. “I was composing.” He clarified. “I still haven’t played a single note.”
I rest my hands on his lap and gaze at him. “What were you composing?”
“Your song.” 
Those simple words took my breath away. My song. He gazed back at me, his smile still so prominent. 
With widened eyes and cheeks flushed red I whisper, “What does my song sound like?” 
My lashes fluttered down as I once again looked at the black and white notes. He followed my gaze and brought his hands again to the keys. 
I quickly closed my eyes in anticipation. My ears patiently waited for the sweet sound of the piano, but it never came. Instead, there was silence. I scrunched my brows and began to open my mouth, but I was shushed by the touch of his finger. 
“Listen,” He muttered into my ear. 
Then it came. A violin’s sweet tune began to enter my mind. Slowly, a viola joined in repeating the phrase over and over. Then there was a cello. Its deep melody rang low and smooth, sending shivers up my spine. I peer over at him in amazement. My eyes are wide, and my mouth is slightly agape. 
He looked at me and I was transported. I saw myself smiling as the ashes from a burning star fell upon the earth. In a blink of an eye, it was a new scene. His hands were on my waist grounding me to him as I reached for the heavens. My delicate fingers tickled the stars. I was beautiful, I thought. Then I realized it was he who thought I was more precious than any universe we had ever travelled to. 
He took my hand and led me into a ballroom. Guests were decorated from head to toe in lavish gowns and suits. I saw myself wearing a gown he had given to me. Its stunning blue accents glowed in the light as if I were a piece of art for everyone to see and admire. He smiled; I could feel it. He watched me twirl around, as I danced among the masked strangers. His hand was placed on my back guiding me through the crowd. 
Then we were running. It was a flowering field in the early months of spring. The chirping of flutes called the flowers to bloom. There I stood, taking in the view. Bees flying by bidding me adieu, yet he looked at me. His gaze is unwavering and calm. 
The sun fell and it was dark. All light had vanished. I knew where we were as the piano descended. Slowly, the sound of the strings disappeared as the blue light filled my–no his view. There I was. A hand gently placed on the blue beating heart of the tree. A magnificent glow blinded him as I faded from his view. As the light dimmed, the piano played its last note. A vivid image of myself appeared in front of him. Tears of joy stained my cheeks as he took a hand to wipe them away. At this point, I had only known him for a few hours, yet he was entranced by me. A human with a capacity to love greater than even his and he knew–I knew that it was it. 
The room came back into focus as his hands drew away from the piano. The keys still glisten in the light of the moon. I meet his emerald eyes and stare at him. I gaze upon his features the way he looked at me–the way he’s been looking at me this entire time. My breath stilled and I leaned forward taking a leap of faith; Knowing that he’d always catch me if I fell. Our lips met and that was it. 
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moodywho · 1 year
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Eleven and Amy Pond in Flesh and Stone
Doctor Who S05E05 
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lz-didyounotice · 1 month
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Baking weekends : "Kiss the cook"
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Hello again, It's froggit here, so since i finished the last part of my series of one shots with the tenth doctor, i wanted to continue the time line, but with different doctors. For this one, you would have guessed it, the 11th is gonna make an apearence. I wanted to do something fluffy with him, not much running around with this one. May be in a future chapter. Anyway, as always, Warning : English is not my first language. So please be indulgent. Froggit-
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It was a new day aboard the TARDIS. As you awoke from your slumber, a tinge of sadness washed over you as you realized the Doctor wasn't beside you. You and the Doctor had been inseparable married since his last regeneration. Back then, your sister was still on the verge of marriage, but an insidious queen alien threatened to unleash her offspring upon humanity. Though the problem was resolved, your sister had to leave the TARDIS for her own safety.
Rising from your bed, you made your way to the TARDIS wardrobe, selecting a (F/c) top paired with washed up wide-legged jeans for today's outfit. Completing your look with your favorite sport shoes, you headed back to the console. Greeting the TARDIS, you found the Doctor tinkering with his sonic screwdriver beneath the main platform, muttering curses under his breath.
"Good morning, sweetheart!" you exclaimed, standing by the console to observe the Time Lord at work.
"Ah, (Y/N)! Finally up--?"
"You could have woken me, you know?"
"Wouldn't dream of depriving you of sleep, now would I?"
"Still haunted by our last sleepover with the Ponds, are you?" you teased, knowing full well he didn't mind those gatherings one bit, but your last escapade involving chasing him with pears during Amy's visit had leaved him on his guards.
"That, and Sexy here needed a bit of tinkering. But we do have to meet up with our in-laws, don't we?"
"Better hurry, or Amy will have both our heads on a silver platter by the time we get there."
"Geronimo, then."
Adjusting a few levers on the console, the Doctor drew closer to you before turning around on his feets, planting an excited kiss on your lips, then pulling the Big lever to send the TARDIS flying off. And landing it did, with a loud sound just down the block.
"You're getting better at parking her! For once, we didn't end up in Amy's kitchen; that's a first." Did you teased him.
"I said I was sorry. Not my fault the oven was wide open."
"I'm not complaining. Now we have a brand new oven to bake with!"
Approaching the door, you barely had time to knock before the ginger woman engulfed you in a bone-crushing hug. Amy had become a close friend since she first entered the TARDIS, her courageous demeanor and contagious sassiness made her impossible not to like. The two of you were quite the pair, sticking together in every circumstance, and today was no exception. As usual on weekends, you had decided to visit and bake with her, initially just a joke, but it had become a regular activity for the girls as time went on, spurred by the Doctor's sweet tooth and craving for sugar.
After exchanging greetings with Rory, Amelia tossed you your cooking apron, adorned with a magnificent "Kiss the Cook" slogan on the front. Catching it gracefully, you tied it securely around your waist as you helped Amelia with hers. Turning to face the grinning Doctor seated on one of the stools, you inquired, "So, pretty boy, what shall we try this time?"
"Have we made 'gâteau au yaourt' yet?"
"What even is that?" Amy chimed in, detaching herself from your grasp.
"Good choice, Doctor. Now, we just need a container to measure everything."
After washing your hands, you felt the Doctor's gaze on your new apron.
"Do you like it?"
"I more than like it. It suits you well."
And there it was, that smile that always made you weak in the knees. Blushing, you turned away, which only seemed to widen the Doctor's grin.
"Oh, shush..."
Without waiting for his response, you began gathering the ingredients needed for the cake. Retrieving your phone from your back pocket, you started an energetic playlist, dancing around the counter while Amy sang along to certain parts.
"So, let me guide you through this, Amy. First, we need some yogurt."
Peeking into the fridge, the ginger-haired girl retrieved a small white container. And so, you began explaining how yogurt cake was an important French bakery item, a practical dessert with no need for precise measurements, perfect for busy meetings.
The recipe was simple enough, so while Amy mixed the batter, you whipped up some cream, trying your best to keep up with the beat of the music. Once finished, you stored the cream in the fridge before joining Amy for the final step: pouring the batter into a circular pan and placing it in the oven.
With the cake now baking, you suggested to Amy that she and Rory take a break while you tackled the dishes. Eyeing you suspiciously, she warned you not to make a mess in her absence. Whether she was referring to you or the Doctor, who was still seated at the counter, you couldn't be sure. Shaking your head, you ushered her out before taking your place at the sink, whisk in hand.
As you washed the utensils, you felt someone's hands wrap around your waist, and a head drop onto your shoulder.
"Bored already, darling?"
"Not really…"
"Then what's on your mind?"
You had just shaken your hands to remove excess water when you turned around to find the Doctor's face mere inches from yours, his nose adorned with a smudge of batter. Did he really just lick the bowl? Deciding you didn’t even want to question it, you just stared at it for a while before speaking up.
“You have a little something on your face.. Here let me help you.”  Taking the end of your apron, you brought it up to his face before weeping the small spot at the tip of his nose. His smile shined once more as you sneakily swapped your places, making him now trapped between you and the counter. 
"So, tell me, what's going on in that beautiful head of yours? You've been unusually quiet…"
"Can't I just listen to you talk?"
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"I mean, you've lived in France for a couple of lives, so you might know more than me on this point."
"Says the man with a universe's worth of knowledge in his library. You're not fooling me on this one, spaceman."
Your faces were now tantalizingly close, as you tried to coax him into saying something. With you this close, all he wanted was to tell you everything but it would ruin the surprise. He had wanted for it to be special, a small adventure for the both of you, but he was too scared to spill it out of excitement to say something. 
"You're impossible, you know that?"
"Apparently not enough. Tell me about it."
With a small laugh, you grabbed him by his bow tie, crashing your lips against his, melting into his touch as you basked in his comfort. Each sweet kiss sent butterflies fluttering in your stomach, just like the first time you met. Your hands grasped at anything you could on him, trying to ground yourself in the moment.
Your embrace seemed too short, as your make-out session was interrupted by the timer on the oven. With your hair disheveled and the Doctor's bow tie undone, you tried to compose yourselves, pulling your hair back and slipping on a heat-resistant glove to retrieve the cake from the oven. Admiring the beautiful golden top, you could practically taste its delicious aroma.
You and the Doctor attempted to look a bit more presentable, but as always Amy bursted into the kitchen, wanting to ensure everything was all right.
"Cake's out of the oven?"
"Yep."
Upon closer inspection, she laughed at the Doctor's disheveled appearance. He was still straightening his bow tie, his collar askew, revealing a few red marks, with his shirt wrinkled and partially untucked, his suspenders struggling to stay attached to his pants.
"You two had fun, I see."
Blushing, you were tempted to toss your glove at Amy, but she dodged it with ease, giggling as she left, seemingly on her way to spread some gossip.
"Shit, I missed..."
Well, it could have been worse. You helped the Doctor readjust his bow tie, before boiling water for tea. Finally, you made the cake presentable and topped it with fresh whipped cream and raspberries.
And as you set everything on the table, the Doctor marveled at his luck. How did he end up with someone who could keep up with him on every adventure? He remembered the look on your face when you first saw his new regeneration. He had told you beforehand, but he still worried that you wouldn't love him the same way with his new face.
How silly was he to think that someone who had changed faces so many times would reject him. To you, he was still the Doctor, the beautiful creature who had shown you the universe, made you feel loved and cared for. Even if he was a bit smaller, with longer hair and a larger chin. In your opinion it made him all the easier to kiss, and you were grateful for it.
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The afternoon ended on a beautiful note, with you, the Doctor, and the Ponds enjoying a delicious homemade cake as soft music played in the background. You discussed future adventures and reminisced about memories made along the way, planning your next baking escapade. It was no surprise when the Doctor suggested trying to make some alien cake next time. In your mind, you had already reached the bottom shelf of the TARDIS library, eyeing the row of books, wondering if the red recipe book with Gallifreyan writings on the cover could help.
You had been working tirelessly for weeks now to perfect a recipe while visiting your sister. Secretly learning Gallifreyan, with some assistance from the TARDIS in selecting the right books for translation. You were grateful for her help in this endeavor. You wanted for it to be perfect after all and create something meaningful for him.
As the sun set, you bid farewell to the Ponds, promising to visit again soon, before returning to the TARDIS. Once in space, the Doctor was finally able to execute his plan, sending you both to one of the most beautiful soirées in the galaxy to dance the night away. For a short while he disappeared into the corridors of the TARDIS, letting you ponder what he was up to this time.
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"Well, milady, we are awaited somewhere rather special. Your finest dress is advised for this glorious night." The Doctor exclaimed with the voice of a television host, returning in a magnificent white vest and black dress pants. A smile graced your lips as you admired him and his unusual attire.
"Just give me a moment, beautiful stranger… I'll be right back." Making your way to the TARDIS wardrobe, you examined the extensive selection of dresses, eventually landing one recommended by River. You had chosen it on one of your last trips together, waiting for the perfect occasion to wear it. As for jewelry, you adorned yourself with a simple golden necklace the Doctor had given you for your first anniversary.
Emerging onto the main platform, you found the Doctor still where you had left him, his feet tapping the ground in a repeating pattern. When he turned around, his breath caught in his throat at the sight of you. The dress you wore was a mid-length gown with a slit, featuring a V-neckline that revealed just the right amount of cleavage. It hugged your figure perfectly, with two distinct parts to the sleeves—one that made the top stand straight and the other cascading over your shoulder. Your makeup was soft, your hair elegantly styled, complementing every curve of your body.
"So… what do you think?"
"Bleamy, (Y/N)...., you look out of this world…"
Still a blushing mess, you interlocked your arm with his as you walked out of the TARDIS, a wide grin spreading across your face when you saw where he had taken you.
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Bonus :
"I suppose I made the right choice of dress, didn't I?"  Did you laugh practically out of air.
As always, the night ended with both of you escaping the scene, giggling like a mad married couple , with a few soldiers trying to get hold of you. Let's just say you were discovered in one of the corridors making out once again, this time with the Doctor fully adorned in your favorite deep red lipstick.
“Forgot i was banned from the palace-” The doctor finally admitted as the Tardis came into view.
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intersectionalpraxis · 4 months
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run-clever-boy · 3 months
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I’m new!
I'm a new writer here! (I also repost absolute ramdom things *cough* peter capaldi *cough*, so my blog is a bit cluttered lol) I would love anyone to request fiction or at least help me with the ropes! I have never published any writing before so comments are appreciated!
I write for the following characters so far, however I am not opposed to maybe adding a few more!
Masterlist here!
Doctor who:
9th doctor
10th doctor
11th doctor
12th doctor.
(No doctor who spoilers please, currently in beginning of 13’s run)
BBC Sherlock:
Sherlock
Not opposed to more just don’t really have any ideas
Harry Potter:
Sirius Black
Remus Lupin
Severus Snape
George Weasley
Fred Weasley
again open to more just no ideas
Marvel:
Loki
Stephen Strange
don’t know a lot about the mcu specifics but bear with me
Random:
Willy Wonka (2023 only! I can’t write about the others just because of personal icks)
John Wick
Theo Dimas (maybe theomabel pairing)
OC's!!! (New!) - each name will have a link to their character description
Elise Shepard
Please Please Please help me out here! Can’t wait to see the amazing things created here. I will write 18+ content but many warnings will be provided. I mostly write one-shots, drabbles, quite a few reader inserts (Y/n). Not a fan of multi-chapter fics. Thank you!
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la-merlaison · 1 month
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Louis XIII and his cooking adventures 🍴🥞
When it comes to our Louis XIII cult, I often refer to the king's iconic omelettes, but what about his other stuff? For example, he really loved sweets (like beignets or jams), but could he also cook them? The answer is YES, and that's not even all yet!
Louis was a curious child who's head was already filled with various interests and cooking became one of them when he was only ten years old at the time (which is quite unusual for a king). First ever case of the king cooking was recorded on february 11th of 1611, when he was preparing milk soups for the Duchess of Guise / Catherine of Cleves. So milk soup, most likely, could be Louis' very first dish made by himself!
Of course many kids have a sweet tooth and our precious omelette king was not an exception which I guess is why he started to learn how to cook mostly from recipes of sweets. Also, take a shot every time I say "sweets" or "cooking" (don't..) 🕊️
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So, among 17th century royal sw- *ahem* DESSERTS we had in our menu – a jam, quince jelly, beignets (basically french donuts) and marzipans. In a well-known, among many of y'all Louis stalkers, journal of his doctor Jean Héroard I found some clear evidence of Louis XIII cooking some of these himself, so here it is feat. me periodically panicking over my own translation because my half-french friend is too busy atm and I don’t wanna bother them:
June 6th, 1611 — «He walks through the corridor from the study to the paneled gallery where he had an oven for making jams, he is amused to see how it's done.» I know it's not exactly him cooking, but I just wanted to leave it here :")
October 15th, 1612 — «Madame comes to see him; he has fun making jam with Mademoiselle de Vendôme»
January 29th, 1613 — «He often has fun making almond milk and marzipans at Madame's house.»
March 6th, 1615 — «It was very cold; he goes to the kitchen, makes omelettes, beignets, fried eggs; it was he who made them and ate a little of that he tasted.» Pretty sure the last few words could be translated better because it's always rather my terrible french or a little confusing way of Héroard's writing, so feel free to correct me.
February 3rd, 1616 — «He is preparing a small snack of dry jam for the queen, who must come to him at two o'clock. After going back to bed, he happily forms various battalions of his little silver men.»
February 5th, 1622 — «He leaves Saint-Germain, goes to Pontoise, where he enjoys making and eating beignets; while dining at Cormeille, he suddenly goes to the goblet in which he makes little cream puffs.» The original text says «petits choux au lait» and I have no idea what could that exactly be, but it seems like some sort of little éclair-like buns made of milk? Little cream puffs?? Maybe by «choux au lait» Jean meant «choux à la crème» which were invented back in 1540 in France.
I know you've been waiting for the quince jelly too, but unfortunately I couldn't find anything about the jelly :c Though, judging by what we've got here It's still quite possible Louis could cook quince jelly as well, hmm... Anyways, if you know something I don't know of the jelly mystery, hit me up!
In the future, this great love for desserts will be inherited by his son Philippe I, Duke of Orléans (brother of Louis XIV), who is also a very interesting character in history!!
In conclusion I must say that Louis not only had a sweet tooth, but also a big love for trying out different things, all this curiosity and pure excitement, even when it comes to something so simple and familiar like food, will never ever stop to fascinate me :"D
Btw speaking about Louis 'trying out different things', I of course still have a lot to share on this as well! Stay tuned and have a good day/night 💘💘💘
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cas-kingdom · 1 year
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Doctor Who Masterpost
Main Masterpost
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one shots
Curiouser and Curiouser (The Doctor) - The Doctor doesn’t believe anyone deserves to spend their birthday alone. Including Rovers on Mars.
Serendipity (10th Doctor x reader) - You come down with a cold, and, not for the first time, the Doctor seriously wishes he was the real kind of doctor.
Spitfire (10th Doctor x reader) - Somebody should have told you that pranking the Doctor had consequences.
Anything and Everything (10th Doctor x 11th Doctor x reader) - The first face Eleven saw wasn’t Amy’s, but the teenage girl’s who’s been travelling with him since she was nine years old.
Somewhere, Sometime (11th Doctor x reader) - You - pretty spontaneously - buy the Doctor a present. Well, it’s Christmas somewhere, sometime, right?
Gift (11th Doctor x reader) - The Doctor gives you a long-overdue gift.
Connected (12th Doctor x Clara x reader) - Twelve is known for his rough exterior, but Clara’s not at all surprised to find how soft he gets when with you.
Saving Grace (12th Doctor x reader) - The Doctor can do many things, but the one thing he’s best at is comforting you after a nightmare.
In Another’s Eyes (12th Doctor x reader) - The Doctor counts on you to be his eyes and help him through his blindness.
Something Borrowed, Something Blue (14th Doctor x reader) - Ten is back, and by God are you going to hold his hand so he never leaves again.
drabbles
Nine x reader (“Why did you lie?”)
Ten x reader (“You never learn, do you?”)
Jack x reader (”Since it’s you, I’m gonna let it go.”)
Eleven x reader (“It tastes like… You tried… I’ll eat it. It was a good attempt, really.”)  
Twelve x reader (“Stop throwing books at me!”)
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lady-bess · 2 months
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LadyBess' Masterlist 🥃
Welcome to my Masterlist! I hope that, whatever you're into, there's something here which will take your fancy! 🤠
I write predominantly 18+ content, and each fic comes with its own content tags and warning - please check these out ahead of reading anything!
My writing is mainly reader-insert content, but I have a mix of Female, AFAB, and Gender Neutral (GN) reader inserts 💜
For ease of navigation, I have used a Traffic Light System to rate these works 🖤 🚦 Green is for General/Teen rated content, Orange is for more Mature works, and Red is for anything rated Explicit.
Minors, please DNI ✨
While I mainly write for Pedro Pascal characters, I have also written for other characters both in and out of the 'Pedro-verse'! These will all be under their own subcategory of pairings 🤍
Please note this masterlist is a work in progress! I am in the process of transferring my A03 fics onto Tumblr, but for the time being some of these links will take you to my A03 (@/LadyBess)! If a fic is an A03 only link at the moment, I will specify 💕
Please enjoy, and come back regularly to see what's new!
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One-Shots
"Homeward Bound" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader "Restless" - young!Jack Daniels x F!Reader "The Lodger" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader "Dessert" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Departure" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader "Something Sweet" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "After Hours" - Jack Daniels x GN!Reader (A03) "Chasing The Sun" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Afternoon Intrusions" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "A Lesson Learned" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Fright" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Swing" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "The Perfect Fit" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Closing Time" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Bound" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Disciplinary" - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03)
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"Whiskey/Tonic AU Series" (To Be Rewritten) - Jack Daniels x F!Reader (A03) "Jack-mas Christmas Drabbles" - Jack Daniels x AFAB/ F!Reader (A03)
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One-Shots
"Foolish" - Joel Miller x F!Reader "The Headache" - Joel Miller x GN!Reader (A03)
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One-Shots
"Take A Seat" - Javier Peña x F!Reader "Hot Nights in Colombia" - Javier Peña x F!Reader (A03) "Getting In A Pickle" - Javier Peña x F!Reader
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"Monday Morning" - Javier Peña x F!Reader (A03) - collaboration with @joels-darlin 💕
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One-Shots
"Drive Me Wild" - Frankie Morales x F!Reader (A03) "Return To Me" - Frankie Morales x F!Reader (A03) "Longing" - Frankie Morales x F!Reader (A03) "Sundress" - Frankie Morales x F!Reader (A03)
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One-Shots
"Behave Yourself" - Javi G x AFAB!Reader (No pronouns used) "Birthday Boy" - Javi G x F!Reader (A03)
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"Heist" - Javi G x F!Reader - COMING SOON
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One-Shots
"Three's A Crowd" - Jack Daniels x Joel Miller x F!Reader (A03)
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"Mutually Beneficial" - Javier Peña x Frankie Morales x F!Reader (A03) "Just A Date" - Multiple Pedro Character fic x GN!Reader
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Still much loved characters, but thus far perhaps only have 1-2 fics to their name 💜
One-Shots
"Now You See Me" - Marcus Pike x F!Reader (A03) "Understanding" - Marcus Pike x F!Reader (A03) "Clean Up" - Max Phillips x F!Reader (A03) "Hypercharged In Hyperspace" - Din Djarin x F!Reader (A03)
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"A Brand New Start" - Agent Ortega x F!Reader (A03) - MORE CHAPTERS COMING SOON
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One-Shots
"Run" - 11th Doctor (Doctor Who) x F!Reader (A03) "Rose Petals Blossom" - 11th Doctor (Doctor Who) x Rose Tyler (A03) "Precious Moments With You" - 11th Doctor (Doctor Who) x F!Reader (A03) "Salvation" - 11th Doctor (Doctor Who) x Clara Oswald (A03)
Multi-Chapter/ Series'
"Paint The Town Red" - Ginger Ale (Kingsman) x F!Reader
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ironstrange1991 · 1 year
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October 1st: Masturbation, Sligh daddy kink with og Stephen (Blurb)
October 2nd: Hate sex, somnophilia, dub con, possessiveness wlth Supreme Strange (One Shot)
October 3rd: Slight female dominance, submission, hair kink, slight overstimulation with Defender Strange (Blurb)
October 4th: Temperature play, predator and prey kink, praise kink, overstimulation, creampie and masturbation with Sinister Strange (One Shot)
October 5th: Facesitting, slight female dominance with Defender Strange (Blurb)
October 6th: Hot sex in the kitchen table with Supreme Strange (One Shot)
October 7th: Poly relationship, praise kink, slight female dominance, slight male dominance, thresome with Defender and Doctor Strange (One Shot)
October 8th:
October 9th:
October 10th: NSFW Alphabet - Defender Strange (Headcanon)
October 11th: Giving Doctor Strange a blowjob (Blurb)
October 12th:
October 13th:
October 14th:
October 15th: Humping, masturbation, p in v, creampie with Doctor Strange (Blurb)
October 16th:
October 17th:
October 18th:
October 19th:
October 20th: Boundage, edging, orgasm denial with Supreme Strange (One shot)
October 21th:
October 22th: Creampie gangbang with four Stephens (Blurb)
October 23th:
October 24th:
October 25th:
October 26th:
October 27th:
October 28th:
October 29th: Female masturbation, Phone sex, dirty talk, slight daddy kink with Doctor Strange (Blurb)
October 30th
October 31th: Female masturbation, slight food play with Doctor Strange (blurb)
All the fics will be for Doctor Strange and his variants. Some will be one shots, others will be headcanons, others will be small blurbs. Anyway I hope you like it and have fun.
This is without a doubt a big challenge for me and I hope I can fulfill it every day because I'm really excited.
Let me know if you want to join the taglist.
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fairy-writes · 4 months
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1300 Follower Event!
Hello! I recently reached 1300 followers and am literally, like… lowkey crying?
I know I say this every time. But I seriously cannot imagine myself ever having gotten this far. I can’t imagine anyone actually enjoying what I write, much less wanting to follow my silly little writing blog.
But for this event! I’m hosting a cafe! Just like I did way back when! Basically, you guys order a drink, and I’ll write either headcanons, drabbles, scenarios, or one-shots!
The event will be open for two weeks starting today! It’ll be available from Monday, November 27th, 2023 to Monday, December 11th, 2023! 
ALL ORDERS ARE UNDER #fairy1300followers
Rules are: 
All orders are written as character x reader!
Everything is gender neutral reader unless specifically stated otherwise (ex: you request a female reader)
TWO ORDERS PER PERSON
Please send them in separately so I can keep track of everything!
You don’t have to choose an add-on special. Those are just if you want to have some extra fun!
Any orders that do not follow the rules will be deleted. 
I will write for the following people:
Arcane: League of Legends: Viktor, Silco, Jayce Talis, Vi, Vander, Caitlyn Kiramman, Mel Medarda
Bungou Stray Dogs: Nakajima Atsushi, Nakahara Chuuya, Dazai Osamu, Kunikida Doppo, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Saigiku Jouno, Suehiro Tecchou
The Case Study of Vanitas: Vanitas, Noé Archiviste, Roland Fortis, Dominique de Sade
Demon Slayer: All the Hashira (except for Muichiro), Akaza, Kokushibo, Douma, Kamado Tanjiro (aged up), Agatsuma Zenitsu (aged up), Hashibira Inosuke (aged up)
Doctor Who: The Doctor (9th, 10th, 11th, 12th), Jack Harkness, River Song
Fullmetal Alchemist: Roy Mustang, Greed (not Greedling), Riza Hawkeye, Jean Havoc, Envy, Alex Louis Armstrong, Olivier Armstrong, Edward Elric (post-FMAB), Alphonse Elric (post-FMAB), Ling Yao (post-FMAB)
Grimm (NBC): Nick Burkhardt, Hank Griffin, Sean Renard, Drew Wu, Monroe
Jujutsu Kaisen: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Toji, Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Itadori Yuuji (aged up), Fushiguro Megumi (aged up)
Moriarty the Patriot: William James Moriarty, Albert James Moriarty, Louis James Moriarty, Sherlock Holmes, Mycroft Holmes, Fred Porlock, Sebastian Moran, James Bonde
Tokyo Ghoul: Uta, Kaneki Ken, Kirishima Touka, Kirishima Ayato (re: age), Nishio Nishiki, Tsukiyama Shuu
MENU
Sizes: 
Large: Imagine (500-750 Words)
Medium: Scenario (350-500 Words)
Small: Drabble (250-350 Words)
Extra-Small: Headcanons (new headcanon style with a short blurb at the end)
Drinks: 
Latte: Fluff
Black Coffee: Whump (physical pain)
Espresso: Angst (emotional pain)
Cappuccino: Hurt/Comfort
Mocha: Paranormal (idk what this entails, but I’ll figure it out, lol)
Americano: Platonic Relationships
Smoothie: My choice! Just send in a character and a size!
Add-On Specials: 
With Spice: Victorian Era AU
With Sugar: Pirate AU
With Cream: Domestic AU
With Ice: Soulmate AU
Extra Hot: Fantasy AU
Example Order: Hello! Can I please get a large latte with spice with Tanjiro from Demon Slayer? 
Translation: Hello! Can I get a fluffy Victorian AU imagine with Tanjiro from Demon Slayer?
Example Order: Can I please order a medium black coffee with Kaneki Ken from Tokyo Ghoul?
Translation: Can I please get a whump scenario with Kaneki Ken from Tokyo Ghoul?
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yeehawbrothers · 5 months
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Inverted PB&J-11th Doctor x Fem! reader
I'm alive guys.
This was a request from a lovely fellow 11th lover, I wrote it platonically, but if you ignore a few words it could be romantic. I also wrote the reader as American, just because I am. (I also zoned out while writing this and do not remember most of it)
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“Do you think it could be considered a federal crime to eat inverted peanut butter and jelly?” She asked, hands covered in grease, sparks flying almost catching her hair on fire, and her best friend beside her, in the same state. “Inverted?” He looked up from the wires in his hands, his grease and dirt covered face, also covered in confusion. “Yeah like,” an explosion of sparks behind her interrupted her statement, before she spun around and used her sonic to tame it momentarily. “If you put the peanut butter and jelly on the bread normally, right? And then instead of putting them like, face to face, you turned them outward.” She stared at him as he seemed to process her words. “Oh, yeah. That’s absolutely a crime” he nodded, as they both went back to what they were doing. 
Behind them, Amy and Rory stared at them in question, before turning to each other with faces of pure bewilderment. 
Amy slowly stood and walked towards the two timelords, crouched under the ball of wires. “Inverted peanut butter and jelly? Where on earth did that come from?” A shot of sparks erupted in the timelords face as she stopped her work momentarily, the metaphorical cogs in her mind visibly turning. “Boston, I think. In like, 1901.” She said, with a small smile. “What?” She tilted her head slightly, “You asked where peanut butter and jelly came from, Boston. In the early 1900s.” She paused, “But if you’re asking about inverted peanut butter and jelly, I don’t know that. I’ll find to find out though.” She turned back to her work, as Amy shook her head and walked back to where Rory was sitting watching the scene unfold. 
“What was that about?” Rory said as he watched his wife flop down on the makeshift bench beside him. “Who knows.” They turned back to watch the two timelords who were now bickering over the wire placement, before all went silent as the lights flickered and a pounding was heard on the metal doors. The two timelords looked towards the door, before turning to each other and immediately standing up. The Doctor began quickly scanning the room as his right-hand woman ran to where Amy and Rory sat. “Hey so, we should probably start running.” As if on que, the metal doors flew off the hinges into the room. “Right, let’s go.” The Doctor ran over, grabbing her hand as they began to run down the hall to the Tardis.
 They stopped, allowing their two companions to run ahead into the welcoming blue doors of the tardis. The Doctor lightly pushed her ahead of him into the box, running in last and slamming the doors behind him. The two ran up to the main console and began flicking switches and pulling levers causing the Tardis to take off with a violent shake, before stilling. “wow that was-“ Amy began, before getting cut off by a certain timelord.
 “Why would you use the purple wire for the highest current?” The Doctor froze, looking over at his companion. “Well I-“ The Doctor began stuttering over his words. “No, seriously. It only had the capacity for 5 voltage, and it was running at 25. No wonder the doors were faulty.” She stood, hands on her hips staring him down. “Well if YOU,” he pointed at her, shaking his finger, “Hadn’t gone off about inverted peanut butter and jelly-“ She gasped, “Do NOT blame me Mr.! That was an incredibly valid question. Right?” She turned to the two humans watching the scene unfold. “Well-“ Rory started. “Don’t get them involved!” The Doctor said, “You know what, it doesn’t even matter. Because everyone knows peanut butter and butter is better anyways.” She stomped her foot in detest, “You take that back!” He shook his head, crossing his arms as he looked down at her. “You’re the British one, eating beans on toast or whatever it is, so you have absolutely no credibility on what’s good.” He gasped lightly, “EXCUSE ME? The British one???” She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yeah, I got lucky and am a proud American.” She stood in a fake salute. 
“Listen,” Her hand coming to rest by her side, “All I’m saying is one fried Oreo will change your life.” His tongue stuck out in disgust as he considered the notion. “You American’s and your fried stuff. It’s so unhealthy for you.” She scoffed, “At least we don’t eat like we have no access to real food.” They stood like that for a moment, in a standoff of sorts, the Doctors face one of disgust, and hers smug as could be. Before bursting out in laughter and pulling each other into a tight hug. 
When they broke apart, she wacked him upside the head, hearing Amy snicker and watching the Doctor rub his head. “Don’t ever do that again though, I’m doing the wiring next time.” She pointed, hand on her hip. The doctor stood quickly, taking his turn at coming to a false salute. She shoved him jokingly, before turning back towards the console. “SO. Where to now?” The doctor thought for a moment before running around the console causing the TARDIS to shake and launch into takeoff. All the passengers grabbed a hold of the metal bars circling the console. “I know this amazing place in the Amedromia galaxy! Its- WHOA WHOA WHOA” He was interrupted quickly. “You know I’m banned.” 
Silence fell among the Tardis, “Your-your banned?” The doctor tilted his head slightly. “Yeahhhhh…. So, I accidently stole this like super important religious piece from one of their temples cause I thought it was a free sample.” The doctors face dropped into one of annoyance, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” She became defensive quickly, “Listen- at least I’M not the one who stole that guy’s eye cause he thought it was a Halloween costume.” “HEY, YOU SAID YOU WOULDN’T TALK ABOUT THAT AGAIN-“ As they both launched into yet another bickering session, Amy and Rory sighed and shook their heads. “Here we go again.”
Thanks for reading, and thanks to @dinofromspac3 for the request. <3
All the love-A.
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Anniversary
11th Doctor x (fem)reader
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Part One: The Girls Who Waited
(This part is somewhat a rewrite of The Eleventh Hour)
Don’t let the fluffy title fool you, this isn’t just gonna be a fluffy one shot. This is a multi part story that I randomly got the idea for!
Characters: 11th Doctor, mentions of 10 and Rose, Amy Pond, Rory Williams, and you! There are side characters but you guys are what’s important
Warnings: near death experience not really in this part but in future parts, cursing maybe in the future? Idk if I think of warning I’ll add them. Also there might be typos even though I proofread this
Paring: 11th Doctor x reader, Amy x Rory, Amy x reader(platonic)
Part two when it’s posted —> [Part Two]
Enjoy!
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You had been traveling with the Doctor for 2 years. Well, 1 year and 360 days, to be exact. Your run-away-iversary, as you called it, was coming up soon and the Doctor had been taking you to amazing planets to meet the nicest people in the universe as a week long present. Honestly, with how he was treating you these past two days when the week started, you’d think you two were dating from an outside view. Of course you weren’t, the Doctor wasn’t one for dating humans.
Not that you didn’t want to date him. You very much did. You were in love with him the moment you met him, but you only admitted it to yourself 360 days ago. It was your one year run-away-iversary with him, he had dropped Amy and Rory off at home and taken you to a planet consisting entirely of fancy space cuisine, the people who lived there specialized in it. He insisted he was doing it because you had brought up the anniversary (which, to be fair, you did but it was mostly as a joke) but you both knew he was just as excited to celebrate, if not more excited, than you were.
It was when he spat the champagne the waiter gave him back into his cup and started complaining about the taste that you declared your love for him in your head for only you to hear. To this day you still didn’t know why that was the moment that solidified it for you, but it was.
However, you knew you needed to keep your mouth shut. The Doctor had opened up to you previously about past humans he had fallen in love with, and what happened to them. How he never got to truly express to the ever famous Rose Tyler what his true feelings were, and never would get that chance to. You could practically see it in his eyes as he was telling you that he was thinking “never again. I will never fall for a human ever again.” And you loved your Doctor too much to put him through conflict like that.
Not that you thought you had a chance, you definitely thought he was out of your league, but on the off chance he did have the same feelings as you, you didn’t want to tell him and make him decide if he wanted to lose someone again. You were human after all, you had come to terms very quickly that he would most definitely outlive you.
So you kept your mouth shut, and admired him from afar. Amy caught you more than a couple times staring at the Doctor as he explained something you couldn’t and wouldn’t care to fully understand, simply admiring the way his hands flailed about or how his coat swished every time he turned while pacing. She would always make fun of you for it when you were alone, but you knew it was all in good fun. Besides, she knew about your massive crush on the TimeLord. She was the entire reason you were traveling with him in the first place.
-15 years, 360 days ago, Amy’s childhood home-
“I’m telling you, Y/N, it’s not just a crack!”
“And I’m telling you that it is!” You and your somewhat new friend playfully bickered in her bedroom while you tried to fall asleep.
You met Amelia when she moved to Leadworth a few months back, and so far were one of her only friends despite being one year older than her. This other girl Melody, who went by Mel, also seemed to like her, but they hadn’t hung out as much as you and Amelia had.
“You sound just like my aunt,” Amelia pouted, “it’s not just a crack, Y/N. You can hear voices from it.”
“I know, voices telling you that some prisoner zero has escaped,” you sighed, “but how can there be a prison that lost a prisoner inside your wall?”
“I don't know. Who do I even ask for help?”
“Well it’s saying a prisoner escaped, so maybe a policeman?” As if on cue, you and Amelia jumped as you heard a crash outside. You looked at each other for a moment before running to the window and seeing a tipped over blue police box, smoking from the inside and on top of what used to be a shed. You both looked at each other again, nodded, and ran downstairs to grab your shoes and flashlights.
Once you were outside, things happened extremely quickly. A man climbed out, soaking wet (apparently he was in the swimming pool… or the library?), asking for an apple before running into a tree. You and Amelia helped him inside, you handing him a towel to dry his hair while she grabbed an apple for him.
He didn’t like the apple, spat it out in fact, and asked for yogurt. Then he spat that out too and asked Amelia to fry something since she was Scottish (he also kept saying things that made it sound like he was just reborn, like having a new mouth or his steering being off). After bacon was a bust, Amelia and you tried baked beans, or bread on butter, but that only ended with a gross mess in the sink and a broken plate in Amelia’s yard. Eventually the man took matters into his own hands, and now sat across from you two, dipping fish fingers into a bowl of custard while you and Amelia ate some vanilla ice cream straight from the tub.
You held back a laugh as the man took a big gulp of the custard, bringing it down to reveal his upper lip was now coated in the thick and yellow liquid. To be honest, it actually grossed you out a bit thinking about how that food combination tasted, but you tried not to think about it too hard.
“You’re funny.” Amelia spoke up to break the silence, you nodding in agreement.
“Am I,” he asked, swallowing the food in his mouth, “good. Funny’s good. What’s your name?”
“Amelia Pond.”
“And you?” He looked at you, making you tense up. You had almost forgotten you were visible.
“Uh, Y/N. Y/N L/N.”
“Oh those are brilliant names,” he smiled as he took another bite, “Amelia Pond and Y/N L/N. Like names from a fairytale. Are we in Scotland, Amelia and Y/N?”
“No,” Amelia sighed, “had to move to England. It’s rubbish!” You rolled your eyes, nudging her lightly. You knew England wasn’t her favorite place but you thought she was starting to warm up with you by her side.
“Hmm, what about your guys mom and dad? Are they upstairs? Thought we would have woken them by now.”
“My mum and dad are at my house, I’m just sleeping over.”
“And I don’t have a mum and dad… just an aunt.”
“Hm,” he smiled at her, “I don’t even have an aunt.”
“You’re lucky.” Amelia and you said at the same time, making him laugh.
“I know,” he took another bite, “so where’s she?”
“Out.”
“Out? Has she left you all alone?”
“She said it was ok since I’m a year older and more responsible,” You answered this time, making him look at you, “I think it’s rubbish, but it’s not like we’re scared.”
“Of course you're not, you two aren’t scared of anything! Box falls out of the sky, man falls out of box, man eats fish custard,” he took another bite, almost as if to prove a point, “and look at you! Just sitting there! So you know what I think?”
“….what?”
“Must be a hell of a scary crack in your wall.”
Once again, everything moved all too quickly. The man, who was called The Doctor, called the crack something along the lines of two things in time that shouldn’t have touched. He opened the crack with a tiny tool he called a sonic screwdriver, and you actually heard what Amelia had told you about. Something saying “Prisoner zero has escaped,” and the Doctor thought that said prisoner must have come through the crack and was hiding somewhere in the house. As terrifying of a thought as that was, being near the man who you hoped knew what he was doing did put your mind at ease.
However, as quickly as he arrived, he had to leave. Something about the police box, which was apparently a spaceship, recalibrating and trying to take off. You and Amelia asked if you could come, but he said it was too dangerous. He promised to come back, though, and you truly and honestly believed him. Enough so that, after his ship magically disappeared, you both ran upstairs and packed a bag before going back into the yard and waiting for his return.
Twelve years later, you worked the last few hours of your shift at a diner downtown. It was a small community, and it seemed like every other customer was bringing up yours and Amelia’s (who now went by just Amy) imaginary friend, The Raggedy Doctor. Of course, you and Amy knew it wasn’t imaginary.
You two were forever known as the girls who wouldn’t let go of their childhoods, refusing to admit that the funny man from space was a figment of your imagination. Eventually you and Amy just stopped trying to convince people it was real, because you both had accepted that no one would believe you. Hell, Rory didn’t even believe you two, and he listened to everything Amy said. She always told you and Rory that he’d come back one day and, while you always agreed with her, there was a part of you that was afraid your Raggedy Doctor had forgotten you two and you’d be left behind.
Right after dropping off a booth's food, you felt your phone buzz in your back pocket. You weren’t supposed to look at it while you were working, but you had been working an extra long shift and felt you deserved a small break. You slipped into the staff bathroom and locked the door, pulling out your phone and opening it.
From: Amy
Emergency!! Call me right now!!
You rolled your eyes, this was probably something stupid involving Rory that she wanted you to settle. You pressed call and put the phone to your ear, the other like ringing for less than a second before she picked up.
“Y/N, you're not gonna believe this.”
“What is it now? You know I’m at work, i can't just take calls-“
“The Doctor is literally in my hallway, cuffed to my radiator.”
“….” You were stunned into silence. This had to be a joke, a stupid prank.
“Y/N he came back,” Amy took your silence as a sign to keep talking, “he just ran in yelling something about Prisoner Zero while I was getting ready to go to a party and I just whacked him with a cricket bat! I’m dressed as a police woman right now so I think I’ll interrogate him when he wakes up.”
“…is it really him?” You whispered, those four words being the only things you could even think of. He actually came back? Sure he was twelve years late but hey, better late than never right?
“I don't know,” Amy sighed, “he doesn’t look even five minutes older than he was twelve years ago. I’m not sure what to think.”
“Well if it is really him you whacked him and cuffed him for no reason,” you finally came to your senses, scolding her, “I can't leave work early so just keep him there for now and make sure he doesn’t have a concussion! I’ll be there after my shift ends in two hours.” You hung up before she could reply, quickly leaving the bathroom to finish your shift.
The next two hours went by painstakingly slow. Especially the last thirty minutes, when the tv in the diner started displaying what looked like an eyeball and saying “Prisoner Zero will vacate the human residence, or the human residence will be incinerated“ over and over, the radio saying the same. You tried calling Amy to ask if she was having the same problem, but your phone would repeat the same phrase over and over whenever you pressed call.
When your shift was finally over, you threw your apron on the hook, grabbed your bag, and booked it towards Amy’s house. You were running across a small grass field when the light shifted, making you pause and turn to see the sun changing shape and color. Everyone around you was taking pictures of it, but you couldn't have cared less about it. You had much more important things to do.
You caught sight of a man running across the field as well, grabbing a phone out of a nurses hand and looking at it. You immediately recognized the nurse as Rory, and started running over to ask him if he had heard from Amy at all, only to stop when you looked at the man who had taken the phone, and Amy now running over as well.
“The suns going out,” hearing the man’s voice only confirmed it for you, which made you start running to him, “and you’re taking a picture of a man and his dog. Why?” Amy met up with you as The Doctor shoved the phone back into Rory’s hand.
“I- Uh, because he’s-“
“In the hospital, in a coma.” The Doctor spoke at the same time as him. You looked him up and down as Amy walked over to introduce Rory to him. He was exactly the same as he was twelve years ago, Amy wasn’t wrong. Same torn up shirt, same slightly too long dress pants, same hair, same everything. This was The Doctor, no doubt. He came back. You teared up, covering your mouth as you tried to hold back the rivers threatening to spill from your eyes.
“Doctor, this is Rory,” Amy introduced, “he’s my… friend.”
“Boyfriend.”
“Friend.”
“Excellent,” he froze, looking over at you, “why is that woman looking at me and crying?”
“Doctor,” you muttered, stepping closer and pulling your hands away from your face to reach for him, “y-you finally came back….”
“….Y/N?” He hesitantly asked, now looking you up and down. Unlike him, you had changed drastically. Your hair was a different color, not like Amy’s that had stayed a fiery red all these years. Obviously you were taller, and right now you were wearing a 1950s style diner waitress dress.
“I can't believe you actually came back,” you laughed, jumping forward and hugging him as tight as you could, “I thought you forgot about us!”
“Oh of course I didn’t,” he hugged back immediately, rubbing your back quickly, “I just got the timing off. It’s only been a few minutes for me but years for you…”
“Well clearly,” you laughed, pulling away and holding onto his shoulders, “your clothes are still damp! From the library swimming pool!”
“And look at you,” he looked you up and down again, rubbing your arms, “all grown up! I see you and Amy are still friends!”
“I never left her side, she needed someone to back her up on her stories about you.”
“Speaking of,” Amy interrupted, “Prisoner zero, twenty minutes till the end of the world, remember?”
“Right,” The Doctor let you go and turned to the man Rory had taken a picture of, “let’s do this.
You couldn’t exactly follow what happened after. The Doctor saved the world from Prisoner Zero and made sure the aliens looking for it never would return to Earth again. He had finally changed clothes, too, and now sported a tweed jacket, suspenders, and bow tie that he had totally stolen from the hospital.
He was gone before you knew it, and you and Amy were running back to her house to hopefully finally hitch a ride on his ship like he had promised. But, when you started rounding the corner to her backyard, you heard a noise you hadn’t heard in years, but one you recognized all too well. Once you got to the backyard, he was gone.
Admittedly, you cried. You cried a lot. But it was only for the first few days after he left again, after that you accepted it all and moved on. To your surprise, nearly everyone in town continued on as normal. That day wasn’t known as “the day aliens literally came down to earth” as it should have been, it was “the day the sun looked funny” as if people had just forgotten or chosen to ignore the whole giant floating eyeball alien thing. You, Amy, and Rory, however, knew the truth of what happened that day, and it made the three of you incredibly close. Closer than you were before. They both went to you when they were fighting, Rory enlisted your help to steal one of Amy’s rings so he could get the right size to propose to her, and you were with Amy when she picked out her wedding dress. And two years after prisoner zero, you were struggling to fall asleep despite needing to be up early to help with Amy and Rory’s wedding. You were Amy’s maid of honor, and you were taking it very seriously.
Maybe it was nervousness that was keeping you awake. Amy was your best friend, you knew her better than she knew herself, and you were shocked when she said yes to Rory when he proposed. It wasn’t anything against Rory, he was an amazing guy and one of your best friends, but Amy was just never the kind to be ok with being tied down like this. That didn’t mean you weren’t happy for them, but you were also scared Amy would back out last minute.
You heard an all too familiar noise outside, making you sit up. There was no way. He didn’t know where you lived, he couldn’t have. Not only had you moved out since you were a kid, but you had even moved apartments since everything with prisoner zero happened. You looked out the window of your bedroom on the third floor of your apartment building, stomach dropping when you saw the blue police box on the grass in front of the building.
It was like it was calling to you.
You immediately grabbed a t-shirt and jeans from your dresser and changed as fast as you could, slipping on some sandles as you grabbed your phone and keys on your way out. You were slightly out of breath after running down the three flights of stairs, but it didn’t stop you from running outside and towards the box. You jumped as the door opened right before you were going to knock, The Doctor on the other side with a sad smile on his face.
“I’m sorry,” was the first thing he said, looking at his feet, “14 years is a long time to wait for an adventure.”
“…where’s Amy?”
“She’s at her house, packing a few of the essentials. She told me where you lived so I could come tell you to do the same.”
“Tell me to pack? Why?”
“Well,” he gestured behind him, making you realize how much bigger the room behind him was from the outside of the police box, “I figured I’d finally let you see what this old box is all about. What do you say? Want to run away with a madman and his box?” He offered you his hand, and you took it without hesitation.
You ran away with him, and you never looked back.
-present day-
You always looked back on that day with such fondness. In reality, that was the day you fell in love with The Doctor, but you only admitted it to yourself later.
Now, on the third day of your week long celebration, The Doctor told you he was taking you to a pastel purple planet you didn’t care to learn how to pronounce. It was empty, the species inhabiting it dying off due to unknown causes thousands of years prior. It was totally safe, though, or at least that’s what the Doctor said to make you feel safer. Even if it wasn’t, you didn’t mind a little action and danger. You were tough, and could take quite a few hits before you were defeated, so you knew you could take on this possibly dangerous planet.
What neither you or The Doctor expected, though, was to be torn apart and nearly killed by your very own minds.
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Hope you all like this beginning! I’ll write up the second part soon, thanks for reading!
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HI BESTIE BOO!! HOW ARE YOU?? since you have no requests I wanna send one in plus I think this is a really interesting idea so anyways hehsnms
Could I request the Akudamas with a Reader who’s like Nanno from Girl From Nowhere? so there’s information on the wiki which I suggest reading but the reader is a mysterious person who isn’t human and pretends to be a 11th grader student and she has multiple super powers to get at people (her enemies) and maybe you can have them react when the reader gets killed but they survives (bc their immortal) and they comes back alive and there’s multiple clones of them?
Honestly you should watch the show if you’d like, it’s super interesting like seriously 😭😭 THANK YOUU!!
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HEHHEHEHE she’s so cool like look at her, bruhhhsjajwnsn ok enough joey, GOODBYE AND HAVE FUN BESTIE!!!
Akudama Drive x Nanno! Reader
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You met her when the group all showed up at the police station right where one of your close friends was on the verge of being. You weren't shocked to see some others there, but when seeing the new girl it became rather strange, especially when she declared herself as the swindler. It was clear to see that she was lying, but you kept that to yourself and let the girl tag along as the group was now given a new mission.
You didn't talk much until your guy's hotel room was attacked by the executioner and his pupil, leading to the group needing to make some quick moves. You dogged all of the bullets being shot at you, making sure to spin around and grab Swindler and Hoodlum, dragging the two of them to the ground behind a couch.
"Stay here!" You growled, jumping back out. Swindler widened her eyes, "What are you doing?"
"Don't worry about it," You muttered, lunging at the girl while the others took care of the executioner. You fought against her, stopping all of her attacks with ease being ten times faster than her, but things began to slow down when Swindler stepped out from the couch. You glared, "What are you doing?"
"Helping!" Swindler stated, right as the sound of more were heard now aimed right at her. Kicking the girl back, you rushed over towards her standing in front of her, blocking all of the metal being shot at her. Swindler screamed, "No!"
Dropping to her knees, Swindler checked your pulse seeing a bunch of red liquid, leaking out of your body creating a pool of blood around the two of them. Tears peeked her eyes when seeing someone who tried to protect her dead because of a silly action she made. Swindler siffled, "No…"
"Bring them over here." Doctor ordered, dragging your body towards her. Hoodlum widened his eyes. "What are you going to do to them?"
"I'm going to stop the bleeding g, now keep an eye out before we all end up just like them," Doctor grumbled. Grabbing some materials, Doctor went to begin the procedure and stop all of the - when breathing could be heard from your body. Doctor had a confused look, "What the...:
"Those damn bastards," You muttered, rubbing your head. Fluttering your eyes opened, you glanced around seeing the two still there with the others trying their hardest to deal with them. You shook your head. sitting up from the ground. "We can't keep going at this. Brawler! You think you can find us something to get out of here?"
Of course," Brawler smirked, breaking the room's wall and jumping out towards one of the ongoing transportations. Swindler shivered, "How are you… alive?"
"Don't worry about it, for now just hold on," You signed, grabbing her and the brown haired boy before jumping out after Brawler. That began the high amount of questions about how you were able to survive…
Swindler:
Many questions went through her head at your survival, but she felt more guilt instead knowing that your pain was from her doing. When the group was safe, Swindler definitely went to check up on your wounds, but was overly shocked when seeing none of them there anymore.
When hearing your explanation, things were so confusing, but she still had more questions as to how you were able to heal so quickly? And if there was anything that could make you die, sadly you didn't answer any of them, keeping them all to yourself.
Was shocked when seeing your once again and instead of coming back alive, another version of yourself appeared looking identical to your dead form on the ground. She didn't ask anymore questions barley even understanding her own thoughts now that nothing felt real.
Hoodlum:
All he felt was fear not wanting to die him self, but when his eyes landed on your gruesome body he wanted to throw up everything that was inside of him. He kept imagining himself in your position seeing the bullets inside his body and all of the blood pooling around him.
He was even more afraid when finding out the truth about what you were. He made sure to stay a couple of inches further, not wanting to come anywhere close to your wrath. He was the most scared when learning that there could be multiple of you, meaning that there could be multiple creatures around him.
Brawler:
He didn't see the happen since he was busy fighting himself, but when he turned, hearing your orders, he didn't ignore the blood soaked into your clothes. You could feel his gaze when following him onto the transportation, but it always went away when meeting his eyes.
He thought it was cool when you told the truth about your abilities, he also liked when your clone appeared thinking of it as a cool game. He doesn't get that all of this is real and that your first body was dead and that your clone was now taking your place. No one has the guts to tell him that you were actually dead and that the clone you wasn't the real you.
Cutthroat:
You met him before meeting the other Akudamas, working with him on a mission that required the two of you to be partners. After that mission, the two of you became inseparable and began working together on most projects, which makes sense now why you were at the station in the first place.
He didn't know how to feel when learning you couldn't actually die, but thought it would be a good choice to keep you around in case you actually did and he could see your bleeding body or hopefully be the one to kill you and see you bleed your beautiful red.
Doctor:
Confused when seeing your body heal on its own before she even had her hands on any of your wounds. She didn't know how to feel when seeing your body react differently from anything she's ever seen before.
When the truth came out, she was amused and wanted to do multiple tests and find out how your body reacted the way it did. Sadly, you refused to let her try anything and avoided all of her advances not wanting your body being tested on, especially from someone like her.
Courier:
Found out later when you told the truth to everyone and he didn't really react, not surprised by your strange abilities. You didn't affect him much and once the mission ended all eight of you would never talk again.
Things changed when he was driving off on his bike with you and the siblings behind him. He went over all of the memories that wese shared with the other akudamas and he realized how happy he was with all of them. He was proud that someone like you was taking the kids and would be looking after them. He knew now that the kids would be safe and wouldn't have to hide in fear.
Your point of view:
You didn't mind telling them about your powers not thinking much of them since it was likely that all of them would be once the mission was over, but much like Courier your feelings changed. When running off towards the mountains with the two children, tears streamed down your eyes when remembering all of the moments with the group and for once you wished that you actually died, then maybe you could have been with them..
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A/n - Thank you for the request Joey and hope this isn't to bad! I also am happy to say I started Girl From Nowhere and I love it!
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strangesthirdeye · 8 months
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LOST IN TIME AND SPACE ⟬ MCU x The Doctor! Female Reader ⟭
Disclaimers: This story is purely fictional and credit for the Characters and Storylines used goes to Marvel Studios and BBC Doctor Who and Y/n is you. This story has nothing to do with life or death. If anything, it's a coincidence. Some of the storylines I added in this story are mine.
Warning: mention of death, blood, regeneration, bad memories, injuries, wars, murder, betrayal, aliens, lots of aliens, Android, mind controlling, fluff, love, platonic , romantic, and more because its a lot of warnings.
As usual, forgive me if there are any language mistakes or confusing storylines.. also forgive me if there are grammatical mistakes.. English is not my first language. No hard feelings.
-Dhani
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Summary: She is the last of her kind. She was the only one survivor. The Lonely Time Lady, if you say so. Armed with a sonic screwdriver and a smart brain, nothing can stop her from saving the universe. Meet Y/n or better known as The Doctor. A Time Lady who joins the Avengers as soon as she sets foot on Earth with several companions who will be with her in various adventures.
Starting from The Avengers 2012.
Prologue: RUN!
Chapter 1: NEW BUDDIES!
Chapter 2: THAT BIG UGLY BUILDING?
Chapter 3: LION AND DEER
Bonus Chapter: Christmas special
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This. Is. Important! Read. This. Or. You. Will. Be. Deleted! 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻
So for this series It will be based on MCU and Doctor Who but for Doctor Who only a few episodes same goes to MCU because I want to make sure the Marvel Timeline is accurate. So in this series there are 'Big Changes' and 'Big Additions'.
For example, the big change is that the Daleks are not evil and the one who destroyed Gallifrey is the Mad Titan (Thanos) and the Daleks in this universe are good and they are the ones who help Gallifrey survive but Gallifrey is still destroyed and some Daleks are almost destroyed and yes Time lord, Time Lady and more Timey people are all extinct. BUT! Daleks are still there and yeah they are good.. not the EXTERMINATE! no.
Cyberman is still evil and still wants to make humans more advanced so there is not much change.
Sontarans.. umm I'm not sure yet.. maybe I'll make them some good or some bad.. not sure yet. ( don't cancel me.. Sontarans is my favorite potato sooo.. THEY SO UGLY BUT I LIKE THEM.. Idk why)
Weeping Angel is big no no for me.. they evil.. because of them I can't see Amy and Rory anymore... And they are so evil SO! no big change for this one.
And all the aliens that will be in this series I will make them either good or bad so that this series can run smoothly.
NOW! we go to the favourite part. So you are The Doctor in universe 616. Where the other Doctors is from another universe. So you are the 616 Doctor. yes, I use code universe from DSMoM because it's easy to label. And Big changes are, you regenerate as usual but you don't change your body and face.. just change your attitude or for healing process. But you can still die if you get stabbed or shot in both of your hearts during or before regeneration... Poisoned.. Drowned... Or Delete.
Yeah, like a period mood swing. So! Whether you change your behavior, be nice or rude, use nice language or use rude language, or whether you are gentle or aggressive is based on me ( cause I'm the Writer.. Your life in this story is in my hand). Whether I want to make you all nice or rude is all up to me....Now that part regeneration is finished.
So you're like a mix of 10th and 11th... you are hugely energetic, occasionally flirtatious, manic, full of life, and very expressive and you like round things. and fezs... Or bowties.. Or ties.. Or- anywayyyyy
You have a Robot named Bounty (basically like Wall E and Wall E is the cutest robot i ever seen) and your Companion is my OC. heh...
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I dont mean to pry into Erics life but referring to your post on Eric yesterday: is he okay? I don’t have patreon did something happen? I’ve only seen you and one other person talk about it so idk what’s going on ://
No worries these are things he’s shared with us willingly and here’s why this man needs to be wrapped in bubble wrap and not move until he recovers
I’m not sure if he’s given updates on the community tab here’s the rundown:
During the end or not long after catacalysm, he posted about having a allergic reaction to antibiotics for what has been though to be a sinus infection this is the 6th
So this keeps going on the 11th he’s been asking doctors and it’s been VERY slow as many mysterious allergy cases and probably the doctor visits are (I’m not American) but he’s making progress and trying to get down to the root cause after this it’s pretty silent with a few videos
The 23 he updates again: his progress is anything but linear he’s been having appointments and conversations with doctors and try different things as when one thing gets better another thing gets worse, very frustrating and stressful.
Now we’re to yesterday. He posts the November 18+ audio apologizing for the late upload. He starts off with saying he pinched a nerve in his back and has a sinus infection and how he’s worried it’s going to affect his voice and the recovery process. So far he’s kinda getting better but life is just hitting him with a sledge hammer.
Ok as I’m typing this I got another update:
ITS NOT A SINUS INFECTION. It’s Covid but no worries he’s doing alright just uncomfortable, he’s taking lost of rest and is hoping he gets over this too and how his voice is shot
Although he did post fun facts about the boys that I’ll show under the cut
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