#doctor who swap au

[thegoldenghost4]

Hey! Do you like Swap Au for Doctor Who? In which Theta is the Master and Koschei is The Doctor??? Well here is a server for you!

This server is a roleplay server for Swap AU where you can play the swapped versions of characters from Doctor Who. (The only characters that don't swap are most companions.)

The only lore everyone must follow (so far) is that Theta never gave Koschei to Death (as stated he did in Audio Drama: Master), thus making him the Master, and Koschei the Doctor. After that, you are free to make any lore you want for your version of the Doctor+The Master or other swapped characters!

Claimed Characters

Doctors and Masters

- Roberts!Doctor

- Eight!Master

- MacQueen!Doctor

- Gomez!Doctor (Swap Missy)

- Dhawan!Doctor

- Whittaker!Master

Companions

- Yasmin Khan

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You must be 13+ to join this server.

‼️NO PROSHIPPING/PROSHIPPERS‼️

‼️NO NSFW ROLEPLAY‼️

[spacerelativity]

nine!simm!master

[tyba1t]

Body swapppp

I love drawing Jamie in Two's clothes

[celestial-hieroglyph]

i really like @p1neapplerum 's swap au ten, he bites people and gives them rabies for fun i think

[patheticpeoplesupreme]

Parallel universe with Melody Williams, a young woman with straight light brown hair reaching her shoulders, her parents Amy Pond and Rory Williams, divorced

Oh how she loved them both, but the connection and love between Amy and Rory have long dulled.

One day she wakes up in a weird room with a weird dude with a bow tie

—

“You’re awake!” The man exclaimed, and she blinked, scooting away from him in shock.

“What?” She muttered lowly.

“How’s the senses? Your nose? Your hands, how many fingers am I holding up?”

Melody swatted his arms away, huffing, he wasn’t even holding up his fingers, just waving around a blue book, “Stop that. Who are you?”

“Oh no.. Oh no, it’s me, River, it’s me! Remember? Go into that mad, clever brain of yours, dear!”

“Who’s… River? My name is Melody Williams!”

“Blimey, we might—” He turns around to yell into the other room, “PONDS, WE HAVE A PROBLEM!”

—

The reason why the Doctor is recognises/calling a straight haired brunette ‘River’ is because he thought the curse thing River was hit with was just an appearance changing thing, not swapping her with someone else.

[spideysenze]

thinking about simm!doctor dyeing his hair pre-series four (probably an impulsive choice after Last of the Timelords or something)

then when he sees Donna in Partners in Crime, it’s all like—

Donna: Didn’t you have brown hair last time I saw you?

Doctor: I dyed it! Do you like it?

Donna: …no

[borrowedtimeandspace]

Perspective Taking

Foggy

From this list of g/t prompts

AU: The Donna Trilogy; A Patient, and Time

Note: Told ya I wouldn't quit these three <3 Bringing in a classic trope that was very fun to play with. Set shortly after Zepheera resolves to try joining the Doctor and Donna on their adventures again, and sometime well before Midnight.

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Zepheera's vision was blurry as she blinked up at the ceiling. She found familiar shapes above as things slowly cleared up. Brighter dots of the lights all over the domed ceiling, the squiggling towers of the coral supports, the console and center column itself in the corner of her eye…

The fogginess that struggled to clear up was in her memory. The last she recalled, the Doctor had approached her and Donna with a strange-looking contraption. He'd apparently invented it wholecloth, and it was untested, but he was so completely certain of its function that Donna and Zepheera didn't have a chance to question it.

What had he called it? Quantum commutation something-or-other?

“...Zepheera…!” The call of a familiar voice snagged her attention.

“Doctor??” she responded, voice instinctively raised to be heard by her giant, distant-sounding friend.

“Ow…! Keep it down, we're right here!” the Doctor scolded, a little louder this time.

Zepheera frowned. That didn't make any sense. If her friends were anywhere close to her, she wouldn't just be able to hear them much more clearly than she did the Doctor now. She'd be able to feel the power in their voices from such a proximity.

With some effort, she lifted her head to look around. Her gaze remained turned upward out of habit; where else would she find people over a dozen times her height? And she still couldn't put her finger on it, but something felt…off.

Zepheera forced herself to sit up, hoping to shake off this strange feeling so she could get up and find out what happened, but that only made her twice as dizzy. Everything above her, especially the nearby console, it all moved too fast. Her eyes squeezed shut to try and force the feeling away, and she ended up leaning against something vaguely rough and round. She didn't recognize what it was through the sudden seasick feeling that had overcome her.

“It's alright, Zepheera! Just… Don't move!”

Donna's voice made Zepheera stiffen from head to toe, and it started to sink in why everything felt so wrong. Her human friend sounded just as distant as the Doctor, even as she shouted. And now that Zepheera was somewhat upright, her voice sounded like it was coming from below, not above.

Zepheera took in a long, slow breath as she mentally prepared for what she was about to see.

Squinting her eyes open, she turned toward the voices and forced herself to look down. The sight made her stomach flip all over again.

The Doctor and Donna stood barely taller than Zepheera's longest finger!

They were only a few feet away, much closer than she'd originally thought. Their approach was slow going on their much shorter legs, haltingly making their way closer to Zepheera while struggling to keep their balance on the catwalk-style floor. The Doctor's steps were more confident than Donna's, putting him slightly closer, but he still had to choose each carefully. And now that she knew to pay attention to it, Zepheera could just make out the sound of him faintly grumbling under his breath about slip-resistance being a moot point at this scale.

Zepheera tore her gaze away from them to look more closely at her surroundings as it belatedly hit her. The grate on the floor was much smaller than she'd grown used to, only her fingers would be able to slip through now. She was about eye level with the old yellow seat across the way while sitting down. And the thing she was leaning against for balance was the console itself.

Her friends didn't just get smaller. Zepheera got bigger.

“How did…?”

“Just breathe,” Donna emphasized, drawing Zepheera's wide eyes back to them. The encouraging instruction made her notice that her breathing had become shallow in the midst of all the realization, so she put effort into slowing it down and evening it out.

The Doctor had come to a stop a short distance from Zepheera, hands in his pockets and head tilted back to take in her new size and the enormity of his console room. Donna, not far behind, finally caught up and immediately popped him on the back of his head.

“And you can go on and answer the question, dumbo!” she chided as the Doctor choked out a pained noise. “What the hell happened??”

The Doctor glanced sheepishly between his companions, rubbing the spot where Donna had hit him. “Well… There's always room for error.”

“A lot of room for it, now!” Donna shot back, spreading her arms wide to indicate the room at large.

Any words of defense caught in the Doctor’s throat as the ground rumbled under them both. The nature of the floor led them both to have fairly wide stances in order to stand already, so their balance wasn't terribly thrown off. They wavered only briefly until the tremors calmed down, and then glanced Zepheera's way.

For her part, Zepheera thought she'd hardly moved. The Doctor and Donna had walked up from behind her, and having to twist half her body around to keep an eye on them wasn't exactly comfortable over time. So she'd braced her hands against the floor and scooted to sit on one hip and give her bent legs room to rest on the floor.

She simply wasn't used to her movements carrying such weight to them. Feeling heat rising in her olive cheeks, she offered a contrite grimace and whispered, “Sorry…”

“Look,” the Doctor sighed, running both hands down his face. “Altering the mass of living organisms is extremely complex. To have it be done with little to no ill effects on the subject, let  alone three is– and I'm really not trying to brag here, I'm only stating facts– a total screaming genius feat!”

“Glad he really tries for us, eh?” The remark slipped out while Zepheera was concentrating on slowly and gently shifting her body to lay flat, facing her friends properly. She glanced back to make sure she wasn't shaking them up with her movements anymore, and caught a glimpse of Donna's smirk.

“Humble as ever, he is,” she agreed with Zepheera.

The Doctor gave an exaggerated eye roll and tossed up his hands. “Well obviously, things didn't go as planned.”

“And what was that plan again?” Donna prodded.

“I thought we went over this!” 

“All I remember is you busting in with some new gizmo, yappin’ at ninety miles per hour, and then–”

“Urgh, fine.” The Doctor shot a look upward to find Zepheera still at last, propped up on her elbows and ready to listen. He softened a little, then explained.

“The purpose of that ‘gizmo’ was temporary proportional homologization. Admittedly it was a bit cobbled-together, and a malfunction seems to have translated the effects to be transpository rather than coextensive as intended–”

“In English,” said Donna and Zepheera in unison, the latter more weary than annoyed like the former.

The Doctor heaved an exasperated sigh. “Wires got crossed, and instead of making us all the same size, we swapped sizes.”

 “See? Wasn't so hard, now was it?” Donna said with a snarky smile.

Before the Doctor could think of a comeback,  Zepheera asked him, “Why'd you want to do that?”

The tiny Time Lord rounded on her, flabbergasted that she would even ask. That died down a tad when he locked onto Zepheera’s now-humongous violet gaze; she was only curious about the Doctor's reasoning, not strictly against the idea.

“Well… I mean, come on, we're all curious, aren't we?” He looked to Donna and Zepheera in turn. “Haven't you wondered what it all looks like from the other side? Even just a little bit?”

Neither woman could deny it, so he nodded and pressed on. “The main idea was that, by making us all the same size– either Donna and I coming down to you or you coming to us, Zepheera– the one or ones who aren't used to being that size could have some guidance that way. Y'know, at least one of us wouldn't be…”

“Totally lost?” Donna offered.

“Yeah,” sighed the Doctor after failing to come up with an alternative that sounded better. He gave a shrug and admitted, “I got a bit overexcited about it all and didn't give it a once-over before trying it out, so…sorry.”

Zepheera started to nod in reply before remembering that even that small shift would now affect her shrunken friends. She'd been around them more than long enough to know that for certain, and she simply found it normal. The others…not so much.

Donna huffed and tossed her hands up, muttering something about how it was a good idea; her voice was now too quiet for Zepheera to make it out clearly over the short distance. 

“You said, ‘temporary’?” Zepheera recalled. “How long's this meant to last?”

The Doctor tugged thoughtfully on an earlobe. “Oh…considering how swimmingly this test has gone, it's hard to say. Could all go back to the way we were in an hour, maybe…or two, or five–”

“Five?” echoed Donna and Zepheera. The oversized borrower forgot herself, and her exclamation came out more strongly than she meant it to. Her jaw clamped shut when she saw her friends wince at her volume.

No matter how many hours this lasted, she doubted she'd ever get used to this.

[banesberry-anomoly]

T e a

Obligatory @univestigator tag

[your-local-blogger]

Where's an AU where Hyde and Jekyll's places are like swapped? Hyde takes the place of Jekyll, being a casual but polite Victorian gentleman, but when he consumes Formula EH-7 (the opposite of HJ7 since according to Google -7 is the opposite of 7 ig) he becomes Mr Henry Jekyll, more a force of chaos than a murderous, kinda weird looking evil guy (he's still evil just a little less crazy)

Idk I'm just rambling

Anyone got any names for this thing

@tgshydestan @disappointingcabbage @orpheusdraws @plutoarttv @llama-from-spain @shyshyaaaaaa

[valdrinors-writing]

OC HALLOWEEN CHALLENGE 2024 - DAY SIX - ROLESWAP AU

Luna Derbyshire as The Emissary of the Gods Amber Talbot as the Constant Companion

[thegoldenghost4]

Masterlist (Pun Intended) of the Doctor Who Servers of mine (and others+more)

1. The Master Server

2. Academy Era Server (NOT MINE!!)

5. OC Server (For talking abour your ocs and rp!!)

[happistar]

felt inspired & drew a bit of @idaaliis's reverse dw au!

bonus:

just thinking abt the idea smith!master stole amy's glasses for his look. would be very silly of him i think and probably on brand

[tyba1t]

Zesty ahh pose

[splashthebird]

a drawing a headmate did of themselves but its technically whittaker!master fanart sooo... kaboom?

[doctorwhozzat]

Hello? Ana, is the Doctor there? Is he alright?

I think there's something off going on..

–Chris

Ana: Yeah...the tardis is trying to tell me something...but I cant understand her! I don't see either of my friends around... :/

[kate-les-bridge-stewart]

OH MY GOD

Ok so I recently started getting really into the idea of a role swap au and I thought of something which was a perfect crossover of 2 of my biggest hyperfixations rn. The Hannibal books and doctor who

So I was thinking of what capaldi!master would be like and I thought it would be perfect if he was like hannibal Lecter. Cold, calculating, terrifyingly intelligent, and oh so cruel.

The gomez!master would be super geeky and hippie-ish but with a hyperactive spark to her. Like she wears lots of tyedye and her hair is like michelle Gomez's natural frizzy curls. Like if the costume designer just took a blow dryer to Michelle's hair and said "done!" For reference this is what her natural hair looks like.

Shed wear super baggy puff pants and loose colorful shirts and maybe some wacky glasses or hair accessories.

Now the capaldi!master. Hes a really interesting beast.

I imagine his hair to be a lot like peter when he played in The Devils Hour. Sorta more sharp and sculpted than his doctors hair.

I imagine hed be very much like hannibal Lecter, specifically Anthony Hopkins' version. He stands inhumanly still, almost never blinking. And when he does blink, its robotic, almost reptilian. He walks in a way that looks like hes floating, his body never bobbing in the slightest.

I imagine hed be very interested in dance and ballet, like waltzes and stuff like that. He would have incredibly graceful body language, to an almost unnatural degree. Hed be obsessed with the fine arts and classical media. Hed like to quote Shakespeare a lot as well as other famous historical writers like Plato and Socrates. He enjoys quoting Sun Tzu's The Art of War, Macbeth, Othello, and Hamlet among many philosophical texts. He especially likes quoting Frederick Nietzsche cus of course this edgy bastard would.

He wears shoes that can be used as ballet shoes but youd never know until he suddenly goes en pointe and starts slowly waltzing with himself when he gets bored with listening to you.

I specifically imagined what the capaldi!master being in the vault would be like. I immediately compared it to hannibal lecter in the cage in Silence of the Lambs. He reads a ton, dances, recites entire Shakespeare plays from memory, and draws. Maybe he even sings too 👀👀.

I might add to this later but I hope yall like it as much as me :3