Summary - Missy is introduced to Earth chocolate thanks to The Reader.
Based On This Request -
Warnings - suggestive, so minors DNI, please!
Word Count - 863
A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. This was requested on my old Tumblr account by a lovely anon. I just wanted to reupload it onto my new account. I hope you enjoy it!
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“What are you eating?” Missy questioned you as you entered the Vault.
“Chocolate. Why?” You broke off a large chunk, chewing happily while dancing a little dance over to where Missy sat on her couch.
“What kind of chocolate?” Missy seemed intrigued and you couldn’t really understand why. Once you swallowed the treat, you said that it was just a normal milk chocolate bar, but you had other flavours like dark and white chocolate, mint, caramel and sea salt. You were going to list even more flavours of chocolate you just bought from your trip to the store, but Missy interrupted, with a raised, tutting hand.
“No, no, no, what planet?” You gave a questioning look causing the Time Lady to sigh dramatically and enunciate her explanation concededly, which made her Scottish accent more noticeable.
“You know, what planet is the chocolate from? Gallifreyan chocolate, Adipose chocolate, Raxacoricofallapatorius chocolate?” You giggled at the idea of alien chocolate. The very common sweet had always seemed so Human to you.
“No, it's just Human chocolate.”
“Oh, I've never tried Human chocolate.”
“Wait really?” You were only slightly shocked. Missy had tried to take over Earth so many times that you thought that maybe she would have tried something Human before she destroyed the planet. However, she claimed to “hate” Humanity and everything revolving around Earth, so you understood why she wouldn’t want anything to do with Human chocolate.
“Before you, I’d never felt the need to interact with Human culture. I’ve always preferred Gallifreyan flavours or food from this one restaurant planet that I've been meaning to take you to. I swear that I will as soon as I get out of here. But is there any need for me to have Human chocolate? What if I hate it and become super cross with you? We wouldn’t want that, now, would we?” Through her rambled excuse as to why she wouldn’t want to try any of the sweets you had, Missy was unaware of you reaching forward with the open candy bar in your hand. Once she noticed, Missy only stared at you, dumbfounded.
“What? You actually want me to try Human chocolate? I love chocolate, but you want me to eat HUMAN chocolate?”
“Well, before, it sounded like you really wanted to try it. But if you really don’t want any, I guess that I will just have to eat it all by myself.” You broke another piece of chocolate off and plopped it into your mouth.
“No!” Missy screamed at you, making you recoil in shock. She never let her composure dissolve because of emotion, but she quickly regained her normal casual yet flippant attitude.
“No, I’ll gladly try it, but only to make sure that you don’t get a stomachache from all of the sweets, dearie.” You smirked at her obvious lie and Missy plucking the chocolate from your hand. She broke off a decent chuck and dropped it into her mouth. She made a face that tried to convey that she didn’t enjoy it, but you could tell she loved the sweet. Thankfully, she dropped the act quite quickly and began alternating between chewing and sucking on the chocolate in order to get the most flavour out of the chocolate.
Missy made, frankly, obscene noises when she continued to eat the piece of chocolate, making her face heat up slightly. She quickly broke off another piece, savouring the new taste. You asked if she liked it, part of you couldn’t tell if she was just overacting in a condescending manner or if she legitimately enjoyed the sweet this much. Missy was so consumed by the food that she didn’t even respond, she just nodded vehemently. She cleaned her mouth with her tongue, and then licked her fingers, making herself positive that she consumed all of the snacks before speaking.
“Imagine how amazing this already fantastic dessert would become if I were to cover you in it a lick it all off.” You were unable to respond, too embarrassed by Missy’s brashness to form a proper thought other than the image the Time Lady conjured in your mind. However, before you could utter a scrap of a thought from your flustered mouth, the loud clanking of The Vault opening drew you from your thoughts.
“Lick what off what, Missy?” The Doctor questioned, clambering into The Vault.
“Your blood from my heels if you don’t stop interrupting me and my lovely during our private time.” You could help but become even more flustered and look away from the equally embarrassed Doctor, as Missy smirked proudly at both of your reactions. She was fully intent on incorporating any and every flavour of chocolate into any and every part of your and Missy’s lives. When you looked into her eyes, you could see her formulating plans, but for the moment, you tried to listen to what The Doctor was saying to prevent your body from betraying you, even more than it already was, in front of him. But it would be a lie to say that your mind never slipped into thinking about what Missy was going to do with her newfound love of chocolate.
Why did no one tell me that Ralph is ONLY in TWO EPISODES of Timewasters?!
I love dark/possessive/toxically desperate Dhawan!Master like everyone else. Hypnotism and kidnapping fics where The Master is pleading with you and corrupting you into turning against The Doctor are so fun.
However
I love the idea of The Master just being so dorky and desperate for your attention and love. Like he's just grasping at straws to figure out what Human mating rituals are because he loves you, but he just fails every time.
"Do you want some [insert priceless alien jewellery that he may or may not have stolen]?”
"How about some books?” (They are texts he translated from old Gallifreyan to English. They could be fairy tales he grew up on or in-depth essays about Time Lord courting rituals. He wrote them in a manic state, so they are very messy, but he also wrote cute notes in the margins!)
"Or [insert strange random alien fruit that even he discovered recently after reading a book that he thought was about Humans but was actually about slime people at 3am]?”
"Do you want rocks? I hear Humans like rocks! Your planet is named Earth after all!”
"Just take the rock.” (It’s a thirteen-foot-tall crystal that he dug out of the depths of some Earth cave.)
"I want you to have the rock.”
"Keep the rock” (The TARDIS had to turn her floors into a conveyer belt in order to get it from the console room to your room and then she had to expand the door to your room just to get it in there.)
He's just trying so hard to get you to love him and he just doesn't realise that you have no idea what he's talking about or what the romantic connotation of certain alien objects are.
Summary - The Reader got a new dress on a whim and is excited to show The Doctor.
Based On This Request -
Warnings - nothing, just fluff. Me making up planets.
Word Count - 513
A/n - Feminine!Reader. This can be read as either a feminine gender neutral reader or a female reader, whatever makes you feel comfortable. Pre-established relationship. Requested by a lovely anon on my old Tumblr account.
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You twirled around in front of your mirror. You had just bought a new dress. It was a spur-of-the-moment impulsive decision, but now that you were seeing the dress on yourself, you were ecstatic about your purchase.
The dress was soft and black with billowy sleeves and a three-tiered skirt that reached just below your mid-thigh. Across the black expanse of the material, there was a decorative mix of embroidered suns, stars, moons, and constellations and printed purple, blue, orange and green nebulas and galaxies. You thought that it was beautiful!
When you saw this dress, you instantly thought of The Doctor. On the dress, over your heart, there was a Human imitation of the twin stars of Oliono. Oliono was the first place The Doctor took you once the two of you began travelling together. Specifically, she took you to view the twin stars from a special, star-viewing, observatory that the residents of Oliono invented. Much later, The Doctor took you to Oliono, and the observatory, again on your first date as a couple. You were so excited to show The Doctor this dress and you hoped that she liked it just as much as you did.
You suddenly heard the TARDIS wheeze and begin to materialise in your living room. You knew that The Doctor was going to pick you up today after a weekend with your Human friends, but you didn’t know when she would appear. You ran out of your bedroom to where The TARDIS would appear. You really wanted to know what The Doctor thought of your new dress.
The Doctor gasped upon seeing you and her face broke out into an ecstatic grin.
“Is today Christmas?” The Doctor asked as she quickly walked up to you and wrapped her arms around your waist and pulled you closer to her. She was so entranced by you that she forgot to close the door to The TARDIS.
“No, Doctor. It’s not Christmas.” You giggled at The Doctor’s giddiness.
“It must be! How is it that I am able to see you in such a beautiful outfit on just a random day?”
“I just saw it and hoped that you would like it.”
“Like it? I love it! You look absolutely brilliant!” The Doctor looked down at you in the breathtaking outfit again. She crooked her head to the side when she noticed something. The Doctor then trailed her hand over the fabric close to your heart.
“Oliono? The twin stars!”
“Yeah, that’s why I bought this dress. It reminded me of you.” The Doctor jolted her head back up at you with wide, slightly watery eyes, before smiling brightly again. She then gently took your face in both of her hands and kissed you sweetly, completely full of love and admiration for you. Once the two of you parted, The Doctor offered you her hand and lead you to her TARDIS.
“Come on! I have so many things to show you. Plus, we should plan another excursion to Oliono, as a treat, yeah?”
“I wouldn’t want anything less, Doc.”
About Me
Introduction
Hello! I hope that whoever comes across this blog has a great time here. :)
You can call me Ghost.
Funnily enough, I started calling myself that before I became a fan of the band Ghost.
My birthday is 9 September 1999
Making me 25 years old.
My song for being 25 is “All The Young Dudes” by David Bowie and Mott The Hoople
I use They/Them pronouns.
I am going through a bit of a gender questioning phase right now, but nonbinary is the term I have been using to describe myself to others.
I am also questioning which labels are most accurate to explain my sexual and romantic attraction.
Bi, pan, or queer all kind of fit - But to put it in my own words, I am attracted to all people no matter their gender or gender expression.
Similarly, I don’t know where exactly I fall on the asexual and aromantic spectrums, but I know that I am apart of the aroace community
I have ADHD.
Thankfully, I am currently medicated. Starting ADHD meds has been a big help getting work done and feeling more accomplished.
I am dyslexic.
If there are typos, I’m sorry!
I also have depression, anxiety, and PTSD.
I’ve only been diagnosed with PTSD recently and I am going to begin working with my therapist on PTSD centric therapy soon.
I am a self diagnosed Autistic person.
I know that many people dislike self-diagnosis, but it has been helpful to me. I have talked with my therapist a lot concerning getting an official diagnosis. There are unfortunately a lot of pros and cons in working to get the diagnosis, one major con being the money it would take to see a specialist. But there are many things that I have changed in my daily routine that have helped me feel more comfortable in myself and in my work/school/home life environments.
When I Am Like While Not On Tumblr
I am a vegetarian. So if I don’t understand meat or fish meals in my fics, that is why.
I have been reading a lot. I usually read a physical copy of a book while listening to an audiobook. This system is helpful given my ADHD and dyslexia.
I love listening to music! Please give me your recommendations!
And I’ve been going to some concerts recently. I’ve never really been a big concert person before, but the ones that I have been to have been a lot of fun!
I like a lot of movies and TV shows, but I haven’t seen any that I have been obsessed with lately. So, if you have any recommendations I would love to hear them!
And I write, and not just fanfictions. I’ve mostly been concerned with school recently, but I’m building up a portfolio.
I also draw. I don’t know if I’m any good, but I like my little goth illustrations. :)
I am a full-time student. Thanks to my ADHD medication, I do feel like I am progressing further than I was in the past. But school does take up a lot of my time.
Current Obsessions
Only Murders in the Building
Beetlejuice Beetlejuice
Chappell Roan
My new vegan leather jacket that my mother got me for my birthday
AO3 Link
https://archiveofourown.org/users/hauntingcryptids
Edited 28 September 2024
I should have said this sooner, but I broke my computer so that is why have been absent
I do the majority of my writing and editing on my computer
But I should be getting a new laptop soon and then I should be back to a decent posting schedule
FUCK!
Today is the day, I guess.
Excuse while I cry my eyes out!
I am so overwhelmed emotionally today
I’m going to see Rite Here Rite Now(after thinking that I wasn’t going to be able to see it at all).
And the final episode of Doctor Who premieres today.
Emotionally I am simply a ball of hope and anxiety and I don’t know how to cope.
Summary - The Doctor is known for experimenting with Human food and beverages. Her most recent food trial is over hot chocolate.
Prompt(s) Used - Hot Chocolate - A fic involving a hot beverage
Warnings - None That I Know Of. If I missed something, then message me and I will add it here.
Word Count - 1242
A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. Proofread but not beta read. Just a fun little fic that I thought was cute. I hope that you enjoy! :)
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Many would call Sunday mornings quiet and relaxing. You would even describe many of your past Sundays on Earth in that manner. You wouldn’t do so anymore, though. Sunday mornings were now Doctor Food Experiment Time.
In retrospect, it was funny that Doctor Food Experiment Time became a part of your and The Fam’s routine. The Doctor would have sudden interests that lasted a couple of weeks and then she would move on to something new but for some reason, the culinary arts stuck.
The Doctor must have been bored one Saturday night/Sunday morning and just started cooking and baking and brewing. When you and the fam woke up, the TARDIS kitchen was filled to the brim with her creations. None of them were what you would call successful, but some had potential. Ever since that one Sunday, The Doctor has made something for her Fam to try.
This morning, The Doctor’s experimental treat was hot chocolate. It sounds easy enough to make, but The Doctor was somehow able to ruin bread and butter. So, you were still wary about the marshmallow-topped mug before you.
“So, who’s game?” Graham asked when The Doctor stepped out of the kitchen to deal with something in the console room.
You and your friends had gotten into the habit of having one person try The Doctor’s Sunday experiment first and the rest of the group would gauge their friend’s reactions before joining in or excusing themselves. Surprisingly, The Doctor hadn’t caught on or she was just happy that her Fam were still entertaining her Sunday surprises.
“If I remember correctly, it’s Y/n’s turn to go first.”
“Thanks, Ryan.”
“It doesn’t look that bad.” Dan said optimistically as he inspected the beverage.
“How many times do I have to tell you never to trust The Doctor’s culinary skills, Dan?” Yaz retorted.
“It’s just hot chocolate.” Dan, the newest member of Team TARDIS, naively said.
“Rookie mindset.” Yaz said in a sing-songy voice, causing a couple of chuckles to echo around the table.
“You clearly weren’t here for the great Pop Rocks debacle, mate.” Graham joked. Some of the group laughed, but others groaned in pain at the mention of that memory. You saw Ryan absentmindedly scratch at the scar on his neck from The Doctor’s literal interpretation of Pop Rocks.
“But this time it might be good.” Yaz still hadn’t broken Dan’s persistent optimism.
“Are we forgetting that it’s Y/n’s turn?” Ryan spoke up again.
“Fine. Fine. I’ll bite the bullet.” You relented but sent Ryan a quick glare.
You lifted the cooling cup up from the table for a moment, but when you inspected the marshmallowy top you placed the mug back down. You sighed heavily. Then you quickly took a sip, after hyping yourself up, then swallowed the drink as fast as you could without tasting it. You leaned back in your chair, shocked, because the aftertaste was good. It was a mix of dark and milk chocolate with sweet marshmallow, and there were hints of nutmeg. Curiously and cautiously, you took another sip, to the astonished looks of all your friends. This time you savoured the flavour. It was even better than your first impressions of the drink.
“Wait, this is good.”
“Are you trying to trick us?” Graham couldn’t help but ask.
“No. This is amazing!”
Dan was the first to try the drink, he was always the optimist and had no reason to completely distrust The Doctor’s creation like the rest of The Fam did. When Dan didn’t react negatively, Graham tried the beverage. He gave a surprised hum of approval before going into a second sip. Ryan was the penultimate taster after hyping himself up first.
Yaz was the last to try the hot chocolate. She was the one who had the worst experiences with The Doctor’s previous creations, so it was understandable to The Fam that she would be apprehensive. No one aboard The TARDIS were big pranksters, and no one would devise a prank involving something that could poison another, even if the type of poisoning was food poisoning. Yaz stared back at every one of her friends staring at her, waiting. Finally, she chugged a good portion of the drink. She expected it to be horrible, but to her genuine surprise, the drink was good.
“You weren’t lying.”
“No!” You and your friends shouted at Yaz before all of you burst out laughing. This was such a rare, unusual occurrence in a sea of rare and unusual moments, but at least this moment didn’t result in an injury or a fallout between allies. It was just a fun day between friends and a surprisingly delicious mug of hot chocolate.
“Why do you all look like you just saw a paagnee in a honeywell?” The Doctor asked, returning to the kitchen. You and the rest of The Fam were instantly confused by the alien’s comparison.
“A what?” Ryan asked.
“Never mind, it’s nothing.” The Doctor brushed off her comment. She could explain it better in the presence of a paagnee in a honeywell.
“Doctor, this drink is so good!” You complimented the beverage when The Doctor rounded the kitchen table to stand by where you were sat.
“Thank you, Y/n. I was inspired to make some hot chocolate after you said that you wanted some now that it was autumn on Earth.”
“That’s really sweet of you, Doc. You didn’t need to do this for me, though.”
“Don’t be ridiculous! I did. It needed to be brilliant for you.”
“How long did this take you?” You questioned.
“I’ll never tell.” The Doctor held a finger to her lips to emphasise her statement.
“Because I will feel guilty?” You provided an answer for the alien.
“Yes, but it’s more -” The Doctor was cut off by Dan, whose chair skidded across the floor of the kitchen as he got up from his seat to refill his mug. The Doctor was annoyed but it might have been for the best, as she was going to say that ‘it was more romantic’ having her effort be a mystery if she wasn’t interrupted.
“How is this good?” Ryan questioned, curiously savouring his drink.
“It’s because it’s sugary.” Yaz retorted.
“No, there have been bad sugary things.” Graham corrected.
“How can you mess up something sugary?” Dan asked.
“You’d be surprised.” Yaz huffed.
“Are you sure you made this? It wasn’t The TARDIS?” Graham finally questioned The Doctor, interrupting the rest of The Fam’s bickering.
“The TARDIS did not make anything. She didn’t even help.”
“At all?” Graham continued.
“I can make good things!”
“Of course you can, Doctor.” You rubbed The Doctor’s back in an attempt to comfort her. The Doctor leaned into your seated frame but held up a finger to you in protest.
“Okay, now I feel like you are patronising me.”
“Well, you can make a brilliant hot chocolate.” You brought your mug back to your lips as The Fam chuckled. The Doctor pouted at her friends' reactions. This was not how she expected the morning would play out. She was hoping to woo you with her efforts. She didn’t know if she was successful in that matter, but at least you enjoyed her creation. That was a plus, at least. She would just have to find some other way to confess her feelings to you. For now, though, The Doctor relished in your presence and compliments.
Just a reminder, I will be closing my requests in a couple of days. So, if you have any requests that you would like me to write (or headcanons that you would like to share, etc) send them my way!
CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT SPY!MASTER PUPPY EYES???
He's always fucking around and then he serves puppy eyes AND THAT'S INSANE
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