Hi Hellooooo Can You Please Do A Fuc Where The Doctor (any Nu Docs) Where Reader First Enters The Tardis

I really want to start writing Good Omens fanfics! But I have so much to finish first! Ugh!!!

About to start watching season 2 of The Great… I’m ready for my Count Orlo hyper fixation and Sacha Dhawan hyperfixations to return!!!

Happy Thanksgiving to those who celebrate!

31 Fics Of Fright

Day 12- Forever

Dhawan!Master X Reader

Prompt: Fangs

Notes: All throughout I couldn’t help but think of the quote from Dracula- “Do you believe in destiny? That even the powers of time can be altered for a single purpose?” As I thought it was quite fitting. It also fits the Master so well!

Warnings: Slight hypnosis, suggestive themes

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Warm On A Cold Night

Gomez!Master x Reader

Summary - Missy breaks in and out of The Vault a lot since the two of you got together 

Warnings - references of The Vault

Word Count - 417

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested

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You heard some shuffling and some soft bumps from outside your room. You assumed that the sound was caused by one of your neighbours. Your upstairs neighbour, in particular, had the propensity to stomp when they were tired. So, in your half-asleep mind, you turned in your bed to find a more comfortable position and try to go back to sleep because there was nothing to be worried about. But some time not too long after hearing the noise, you felt two slender arms snake around your stomach. You nearly jumped out of your skin until you heard jestful tutting in your ear.

“Now, now, my dearie … Aren’t scared of your Mistress, are you?”

“You know that I am not, Missy. But maybe don’t stalk into my room in the middle of the night next time.” You relaxed into Missy’s warm body, excited to fall asleep in her arms and have a serious discussion of why she escaped The Vault again later when you were more awake. Missy seemed to have other plans, however.

“But I love getting your heart racing!” Missy nipped at your ear wantonly and nuzzled into your side. If she was going to tease you when you were half asleep, you were going to find out why.

“Missy, what are you doing here?”

“The Vault was cold.” She somehow nuzzled closer to you. Her breath was so hot against your neck and her arms gripped tightened their grip on you.

“Missy…”

“Seriously. The Doctor and that oaf Nardole don’t allow me to control the temperature of The Vault even though I am the one being forced to stay there.”

“Missy. Why are you really here? I know when you are upset about something.” You heard her sigh defeatedly into your neck but told you the truth softly.

“I missed you.” You turned in Missy’s strong grasp and kissed her cheek.

“I like hearing you say that. And I missed you, too. I could have visited you if you had wanted me to. You didn’t need to come all the way out here. I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

“No, I like being here with you, rather than at The Vault.” 

“Do you want to do anything or just sleep?”

“Just sleep. I can tell that you are tired. And I sleep better with you.

“Goodnight Missy. I love you so much.” Missy kissed your forehead and buried herself into your torso.

“I love you more. Now sleep, my dearie.”

Hi! I accidentally deleted the original request because I was trying to fix my Tumblr.

But anyway, thank you so much for this request! I made two versions. One is a softer fic, and the other is darker and more possessive.

I hope that you enjoy them!

Softer Version - Get Some Rest, Love - 11 November 2022

Darker Version - Trust In Me - 12 November 2022

Current Fic Posting Schedule*

Planned Post Date

Tuesday, 22 October 2024

Pumpkin Dreams - Simm!Master x Reader --- POSTED

Wednesday, 23 October 2024

Wait, This Is Good! - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader --- POSTED

Thursday, 24 October 2024

Tender Is The Touch - Dhawan!Master x Reader

Music Is Subjective - Maestro x Reader

Friday, 25 October 2024

Not Titled Yet - Dhawan!Master x Reader

Not Titled Yet - Any Doctor x Reader

Monday, 28 October 2024

This Is Impossible - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Coincidence, Right? - Eccleston!Doctor x Reader

Trouble Sleeping - Tennant!Doctor x Reader

Tuesday, 29, October 2024

Jump In The Line, Or Rather Leaves - Smith!Doctor x Reader

Wednesday, 30 October 2024

Not Titled Yet - Dhawan!Master x Reader

Relaxing Confessions - Whittaker!Doctor x Reader

Thursday, 31 October 2024

Fallen Leaf Hair - Maestro x Reader

Not Titled Yet - Smith!Doctor x Reader

Friday, 1 November 2024

Not Titled Yet - Dhawan!Master x Reader

*This will be edited if anything changes and either updated (if people like this system) or deleted.

*** Also this does include the Autumnal Bash fics

Sunlight

Frenchie x Reader

Summary - The Reader wakes up with sun in their eyes.

Warnings - light sensitivity/overstimulation

Word Count - 647

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. Pre-show/in between episodes. Established relationship.

This is purely self-indulgent because I am really sensitive to light and get overstimulated by it sometimes. Also, I noticed that Frenchie uses his scarf to cover his eyes in the scene at the end of episode 1 and I thought he was cute.

Not my gif. All credits to the gif maker.

The sky began to lighten as the sun rose above the horizon. A soft salty breeze drifted through the air of the early dawn. It was going to be a calming day at sea, it appeared, but you still didn’t like being up this early. You weren’t used to this routine or lifestyle yet. Just as your mind began to wander and think about what your day would be filled with; the sunlight skipped across the sea and shone directly into your eyes. You grumbled, closed your eyes quickly, and shifted to hide your face in Frenchie’s overshirt.

Frenchie had told you many times before to put a cloth over your eyes, if you were to sleep on the deck of The Revenge with him. He had even suggested asking Captain for one of his many sleep masks, which Stede would probably be happy to lend or even give to you. You always made excuses, however, for why you didn’t need something like that. In situations like the one you were in now, you would just hide into Frenchie’s neck or chest to keep from being tormented by the light. And during the day you would try to work below deck until sunset or shield your eyes as much as you possibly could without your duties being inhibited. You didn’t think it was that big on an issue, but was always looking out for you.

Frenchie understood your sensitivity to light. He himself would get overstimulated by the sun and some candlelight sometimes, which is why he always encouraged you to avoid intense sunlight instead of muscling through the sensitivity and then growing overstimulated, tired or even angry. Frenchie also asked you to use the light green scarf that he wore all the time to block out the sun, like he did when he grew overstimulated, but you always refused most times because you didn’t want to take one of his comfort items away from him. You couldn’t help but grow anxious over the idea of Frenchie needing to use his scarf when you were using it. You didn’t want him to suffer at your expense.

You felt Frenchie shift a bit and move you along with him. He was now laying on his side while you laid on his outstretched arm. Frenchie’s shoulder slightly blocked the rising sun from hitting your eyes so intensely. Even with your eyes closed, you were still distracted by the rising sun and the little burning dots of light that would float and circle in your field of vision. Suddenly, you felt a surprisingly soft piece of fabric wrap around your eyes. You couldn’t help but smile knowing that it was Frenchie’s scarf. You lifted up one side of the green cloth to look at the pirate you had grown to love.

“You didn’t have to do that, Frenchie”

“I wanted to, babe. Despite how much I love feeling curl into me, I don’t want you to be blinded. We have a full day at sea ahead of us.” Frenchie readjusted his scarf so it was covering your eyes fully again. And he placed his palm over where he had laid the cloth to make sure you wouldn’t remove his scarf from your eyes again.

“But you need it.”

“You need it more right now. Seeing as you are the one facing the sun. We’ll share it in future.” You were about to protest again, but Frenchie interrupted you with a kiss to the lips. You giggled and smiled and resigned in defeat, letting Frenchie win the scarf discussion. You then felt Frenchie kiss your cheek and then your forehead before he finally pulled you back into his side. Eventually, the two of you settled back into your makeshift bed on the deck of The Revenge and got a few extra minutes of sleep before the next day of sailing began.

Cuddling Headcanons

Dhawan!Master x Reader Headcanons

Summary - Headcanons about The Master cuddling the Reader.

Based on this Request - 

Warnings - Some Master obsessiveness, there is some nsfw stuff (so minors DNI)

Word Count - 1257

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Based on the request above submitted by @flybi91​ on my old Tumblr account. Sorry if some things might be a bit ooc, here are just some thoughts I’ve had if The Master was simping. Also, this is my first time writing headcanons, so I hope that you enjoy them. I’m going to post the protectiveness part in a different post, I’ll link it here. I can add to this later if I have more ideas.

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The Master was first apprehensive about cuddling

Of course, he had cuddled people, and you, before but that was usually as a part of an aftercare routine

He had never cuddled just to cuddle to his recollection

He also thought that this would ruin his reputation

Falling in love with you was bad enough, he couldn’t let anyone find out that he stooped to cuddling

You assured him that this would just be something private between the two of you

And to inflate his ego a bit, you expressed that you just wanted to feel closer to him, to have all of his attention on you, to feel fully consumed by his presence

He was still sceptical and refused, but said that he would think about it

You hoped that if you praised him enough, he would eventually cuddle you

But you ended up not having to wait that long

The Master suddenly got sick with some weird space cold after an adventure and he demanded that you cuddle him to warm him up

You obviously teased him about the quick turnaround, but gladly cuddled him in the little cocoon nest of blankets and pillows he had created on his extravagant bed

Since then, he always wanted to cuddle and would claim any excuse just to hold you at any point in time

This regeneration was touchier than some of his previous regenerations

He would find any excuse to touch you 

He always seemed to be playing with your hair or running a hand up and down your body or subconsciously picking at your fingers

Now, while cuddling, he found that he was able to fiddle with parts of you with more ease

He also relished in the feeling of having you play with his hair or scratching his beard

He loved being touched and held by you, just having all of your attention fully on him

He loved spooning you or any position where he was holding you

The Master’s favourite cuddling position is hold you tightly against his chest

He preferred to have one of his arms around your shoulders and neck and the other wrapped around your waist and his legs tangled up with yours - basically trapping you against him because he doesn’t want you to leave (the cuddle session or him, in general)

He loves when you sleep on his chest, over his hearts - he took pride in the fact that his heart beats calm you down

The Master wanted to feel like he was a good protector to you

He also loved feeling you on top of him - either straddling him and massaging and caressing him or just fully laying on top of him - again, he just likes having your full attention

Along with that, he loves reading to you when cuddling or when you wear something of his when cuddling - The Master likes knowing that you are his and you want to be in his presence

Because of The Drums in his head and the history of Gallifreyans, he is sometimes insecure about the things that make him obviously a Time Lord, but he is always comforted by your love and acceptance of him

The Master didn’t talk about The Drums as much, in comparison to his other regenerations, but they still affected him greatly and he would always find you when they would get bad

He preferred to be the one cuddled during these moments

He didn’t really care about the position, but he wanted to feel safe and wanted

But if you were to give him head scratches or even beard scratches, he would be putty in your hands and feel like the most loved and powerful person in the Multiverse

When The Drums were particularly bad or he was stressed or completely tired out, he would just flop on top of you and expect you to curl yourself around him and rub his back and play with his hair until he fell asleep

Bonus points if you whispered praises and sweet nothings in his ear while he was drifting off to sleep

Call him a good Master

Tell him that no one will compare to him, that you will never want anyone else, and you will always stay with him

Tell him that you are his and all will be

He needs to be reassured that he’s good for you and that you still want him sometimes, especially when the Drums are loud, and they bring back horrible memories of his time on Gallifrey

The Master is not above manipulating you into staying with him longer

He will often accuse you of “not loving him anymore” and that’s why you want to leave the cuddle session

Your reason could be as logical as needing to use the restroom or needing to get food or needing to take a shower, and The Master would still use that claim

Eventually, he would become fearful of you dying and see enough reason to, momentarily, halt the cuddle session for you to do all of the Human stuff you need to do

The Master would follow you to wherever you need to go, though.

If you were going to the kitchen to make food, The Master would hug you from behind as you cooked and then make you sit on his lap while you ate

He would eventually have his TARDIS attach small kitchens to your rooms, so the two of you could rejoin the cuddle pile as soon as possible

If you had to go to the bathroom, you would run there after The Master released his grip on you - and then lock him out of the bathroom because you know from previous experiences that he would follow you into the room and it would just be awkward

If you were going to take a bath or shower, you learned that it was just better to allow him to join you

Where The Master would go back and forth from soft and cuddly to suggestive and touchy really quickly

Cuddle sessions with The Master could be completely innocent, or could be a gateway to something sexual, if you were okay with it

Sometimes it would be a mix of both (again if you are comfortable with it) and the two of you would telepathically pleasure each other or you would cockwarm him

Because Time Lord biology is different than Humans, he doesn’t have as high of a libido, but he just loves you so much and just wants to be as close to you as possible

The Master also just loved knowing that he is the only person able to please you and give you so much pleasure and bliss

If you ever got hurt on an adventure, The Master would not let you leave your bed for a while

Post adventure cuddles were always interesting. They could go one of two ways:

Either, The Master would initiate an incredibly possessive cuddle session, which would lead to rough and possessive sex

Or The Master would sweetly hold you tightly and tell you all the things he loved about you and how much you changed his view on life and how much he never wanted to lose you

The Master loves you; he cares for you; The Master wants to see you happy, and hopes that you want to see him happy, too

Since being introduced to your cuddles, holding you and being held by you became one of the top ways the two of you expressed your love for each other

Secret Date

Gomez!Master x Reader

Summary - Missy convinces the Reader to break into The Vault for their anniversary.

Based On This Request - Anonymous requested - “Hi! May I ask for a soft fic with The Master where they hypnotise The Reader?”

Warnings - The Reader having anxiety, hypnotism, pre-established consent for hypnotism, mentions of alcohol consumption

Word Count - 1062

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon! I will link the other fics inspired by this request HERE, if you would like to read them. I hope that you enjoy!

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You first met Missy on accident when she was working as a shopkeep in your town’s cosy little shopping centre. You, stupidly and distractedly, had left your bag in the restrooms and Missy kindly returned it to you before you left for the day. Though it wasn’t until you returned home that you realised that the kind and beautiful shopkeep who returned your belongings had also left a little note with her name and phone number written on it for you to find.

It was odd, but you took the risk and scheduled a date with Missy the shopkeep. Then that single date turned into two, then three, then four, and then the two of you spiralled into a committed relationship.

But tragically, to you, in the middle of your committed domestic bliss, Missy would disappear at random times. At first, you thought nothing of it, she was probably just incredibly busy, but you eventually become worried that she was up to something. Maybe cheating on you?

You did end up confronting Missy and to your surprise, she told you a story about aliens and planets and shapeshifting time and space machines. You didn’t believe her. That was, until, Missy dragged you to her apartment above the shop where she worked. When you entered the building, before you was no regular apartment, but a gigantic room with a strange, science fiction-like console with many levers and buttons in the middle of the room. Missy explained that everything she told you before was true and that this was her ship. Finally, she told you that she wanted to show you the Universe. 

You accepted her offer, no matter how unbelievable it was at first, and the two of you began travelling together. But then Missy disappeared once again. This time Missy wasn’t sneaking off to be a menace around space and time, but The Doctor had abducted her and trapped her with The Vault. He did all of this without notifying you that he stole your partner away from you. 

You were worried sick without her, but Missy wasn’t going to let The Doctor keep you and her apart. She would let him play his games for a bit, but she would always keep her eyes on you. Her watchful and protective eye just had to be from a distance momentarily. 

Thankfully for you and Missy, The Vault did not entrap telepathic communications between its walls. So, the two of you ended up speaking frequently. Mostly it was just Missy complaining about her old friend and her trying to bribe you into visiting her.

After months of secretly communicating with each other back and forth, Missy did manage to convince you to break into the Vault in order to celebrate your anniversary. The anniversary of when you and Missy began dating.

You were incredibly nervous. You had never met The Doctor and now his oldest friend was convincing you to break into a basement he seemed to own. If he caught you during your attempt, that would be one hell of a way to first meet someone.

You made it into the chaotically filled basement without running into The Doctor, or either of his companions. Then you broke into the Vault. Missy greeted you with a tight hug and a warm kiss, which startled you at first. Missy was definitely affectionate with the right person, but the environment she was in was so strange and off-putting that you were shocked by her open nature. She countered your questions by explaining that The Doctor never watched her while she was in the Vault, he felt like it was too intrusive, and Missy just missed you too much to not attack you with affection upon seeing you again.

Missy ended up pouring some wine for the two of you that you had brought with you to the Vault. You were trying to dish out the food you had also brought but your hands fumbled with nerves. Missy looked at you concerned. She saw no real threat in The Doctor’s actions, other than the fact that he seemed determined to keep her where she was being trapped, but it wasn’t like he would ever hurt her or you.

“Dear, you must calm down. I promise that everything will be alright.” Missy tried to comfort you as the two of you prepared the finishing touches of the little indoor picnic that was being forged.

“How can you be certain about that Missy?”

“I know The Doctor, dearie. He wouldn’t hurt you. The most that would happen would be a strict talk.”

“Even that’s terrifying!” You yelped before taking a rather large sip of your wine.

“Shh, we’re safe here.” Missy manoeuvred herself closer to you; her actions were far too elegant to be referred to as ‘shooting over’. She then gently grabbed you by your shoulders and pulled you into her side before rubbing your back in a reassuring manner.

“But what if The Doctor keeps me away from you?” That question made Missy pause. She never really considered that option; Missy didn’t think that The Doctor had the nerve to do such a thing, but seeing your fear at such an idea made her fear that outcome, too. Even if The Doctor was enough of a fool to try and take you away from your Master, Missy would never allow The Doctor to succeed.

“I will always be here to protect you, Y/n. The Doctor can’t keep me away from my love.” You felt Missy kiss your temple and then press her forehead against yours. You then felt Missy’s presence prod your mind. You let her in and then you instantly felt a wave of calmness and clarity wash over you. Missy had sent a little hypnotic spell through your mind like she had done many times before when you felt overwhelmed. She always managed to help you with your anxiety better than any Human medicine or meditation could.

“Better?” Missy asked hopefully, still massaging your back and shoulders.

“Much better. Thank you, Missy.”

“Good. Now! Let’s toast to our beautiful relationship together and dig into this lovely meal you brought.” Missy kissed your temple one last time before grabbing her wine glass and clinking the glass against yours. Despite the unusual circumstances, nothing could keep Missy from having a great anniversary date with you.