#twelvth doctor

[panicatthedalek]

Forever bitter that there weren’t any (non sexual) Missy/Doctor fics from that time he was blind.

[evilwickedme]

When I was in twelvth grade my school brought in a trans man to talk about his experience and I wanted him to know so bad that I had changed my name and that I accepted him and I was weirdly jealous in a way I did not understand bc I was perfectly happy being a teenage girl, right? In eleventh grade I decided I wouldn't shave my legs for a year because I was sick of beauty standards and then my dad time me I was hairier than him so obviously there was something wrong and when I got diagnosed with pcos my parents dragged me to laser hair removal, and then reminded me I needed to keep going every few months. I kept going, even though I hated it. I miss my leg hair. When I was 15 I changed my name. When I was 18 I shaved my all the hair on my head off even though I'd always loved my curls because they were too damaged to deal with anymore, and when a haredi man approached me to ask me if I wanted to put on tefillin, mistaking me for a boy, I spent the rest of the week strangely giddy and entirely unable to take it out of my mind, even though he'd immediately taken it back. I used to say before I came out as bi that I was an ally and didn't want to speak over queer voices, and I said the same thing about trans people, but I kept feeling like I had some much to say, like this mattered in ways I couldn't put into words. I've wanted a hysterectomy for years, and was devastated to learn it's incredibly unlikely that a doctor would agree to perform the procedure, since I was a young woman.

I thought, again and again, about that man. He thought he was a lesbian for the longest time. He used to avoid gendering himself, even in an incredibly gendered language, had gotten so used to it it came naturally. His partner considered herself a lesbian, except for him. I didn't know how to feel about that. What does it mean to keep your identity static when the people you love change around you. Is it easy to accept?

I changed my pronouns to she/they, then they/them, then in Hebrew I said please pick either she/her or he/him but stick to one or the other, then I said stick with he/him in Hebrew, then I switched to they/he. I said I was a demigirl, then I said I was nonbinary but didn't feel comfortable being called trans, then I started applying the trans umbrella to myself, then I said was transmasc. Around me so many of my friends were transitioning, mtf, ftm, exploring using gender neutral pronouns before settling back on their agab, exploring gender neutral pronouns and stopping there. A friend of mine told me that they were jealous of me because I was so sure of my identity as a person in their early twenties, while they were thirty and only just discovering themself. Did I know my identity? I wasn't sure. Another friend told me, they're currently nonbinary but they could see a future where they detransition. I cannot understand why my mtf friend was so sure she's a girl, when I didn't know, I had no clue, I didn't know where to go from here.

I thought of that man again.

I wanted to take my tits off and put them back on again and take them off again, just to see how it felt. I bought a binder, I told my parents it's just to fit into my button up shirts. I hadn't worn a dress or a skirt since the year after I graduated high school. I stopped wearing bras. I wore a button up shirt and a blazer whenever I could. I tried to find myself in the performance of gender.

I changed my named when I was just about to turn to fifteen, and a teacher followed me from middle school to high school, and she asked me if I was still going by that, cause she wasn't sure if I'd meant it, if it would've stuck. It stuck for ten years, even as I asked myself, is this really what I want? Is this my name? Would it be okay if I changed my name again, is it allowed? I told everyone who'd listen it's okay to changed your name for any reason, at any time.

I don't remember that man's name. I don't remember most of his story. I remember picturing him walking around, remember wishing I could pretend I wasn't a girl just for an evening. I wanted...

Well.

[ghostydrawsstuff]

Yeye, stat timee! >:3

Age: 16!! (Ahh shit, gonna be an adult in two years ._.)

Height: ~5'7/ 5'8 (176 cm)

Grade: Tenth grade, average grade is a B I think

Confidence: 2/10, it's regenerating but uhh yeah

Happiness: 2/10, better than a couple of days ago! :'D if ya know, you know

Gender: Demi-boy, possibly trans. I am actively questioning

Sexuality: men, love me some d-

Romantic: Pan mess, gimme whatever I'll like it =3

Fav. Food: Good I love so much- Ehmm pasta, chicken and a whole lot of chocolate! Also give salted potatoe chips and brownies a try, it's a great mix! :D

Fav. Show: Guardians Of The Galaxy!! And Hazbin Hotel, I don't watch that many actually. Oh plus the twelvth Doctor Who

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@chenoathedove

End of year stats!

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[amanemisagf]

we need to talk more about the doctor who christmas specials because they’ve consistently been putting out bangers for years now

[siege-of-trenzalore]

Hey guys!!! Sorry I've been gone :( I'm having a heck of a time keeping up with school. I hope I'm not disappointing any of you and to those of you who have stuck with me thank you so much it means a lot 🥺🥺♥️♥️ here's a little appreciation post for Eleven because if y'all don't remember I adore him so so so so much ♥️♥️♥️ hopefully I'll be posting more frequently again soon, i love this little family!!!

[borrowedmediocrefiction]

I can't believe I never thought of it before

Doctor Who AU where everything is exactly the same except the Doctor always uses 2019 slang.

Imagine Three oh my god

[bob-belcher]

[twelveseyebrows]

Cooking Dates 12th Doctor x Partner Reader

@pompeiianbollocker

It was one of those rare days were you weren’t on some forgein planet or running for your lives. It was one of those sweet, simple days where you and The Doctor enjoyed each others company in pure domestic bless. You have been travelling with the Timelord for just over two years now and in the last, roughly, six months, You have been dating.

You remember bringing up the idea of theses dates to The Doctor a few weeks ago, he didn’t really understand what you were trying to say.

“Just one day every now and then to spend with each other.” You calmly smiled.

“We spend everyday together.” The Doctor pointed out, confusion written all over his aged features. You sighed to yourself knowing this was going to be difficult to explain.

“Yeah, I know but I want it to be just us, without any immediate danger lurking around each corner, perhaps just us in the T.A.R.D.I.S?” You suggested.

“Why would we do that?” He frowned again.

“It’s romantic, well by Earth standards.”

That really seemed to offend The Timelord who started ranting about how he was over 2000 years old, he knew romance, he was practically Doctor Love! That everything he planned for us was romantic and my idea of doing nothing wasn’t going to top anything we’ve already done.

Trying to ease his wounded ego, you just suggest that you try your idea once and if he was right then you wouldn’t do it again. He childishly agreed only because “there’s no way, Human days in are better then all of space and time.” It was almost 2 months later and you regularly have these stay in days.

“[Y/N], what mundane human activity do you have planned for us today?” The Doctor grumbled. You looked up from the book you were reading, towards The Doctor, he was trying to bite back a smile. You rolled your eyes at his antics, placing a book mark in the book you were reading.

“Well I got lost again yesterday.” You started, The Doctor just you a look of pure disbelief. He opened his mouth to say something, probably a retorting remark knowing him so you cut him off and spoke louder than necessary. “Anyway, I stumbled across a kitchen, did you know we had a kitchen?”

“Yes, of course, where would I put my groceries?”

“What? Groceries? When do you even have time to go shopping.”

The Doctor just gave you a pointed look while geasturing all around him.

“Oh, yeah, time travel.” You mumbled before composing yourself. “Anyway, I think we should cook together, I can teach you.”

“What do you mean teach me?” The Doctor huffed. “I can cook.”

“Uh Huh.” You agreed sarcastically. “I’ve know you for 2 years and not once have you ever cook. We always get takeout.”

“I just haven’t cook recently, but it’s like riding a horse.” You were about to question his anology but decided against it. “Come on let’s go.”

The Doctor grabbed you hand and pulled you down the T.A.R.D.I.S many corridors in Search for the kitchen.

...

“So,” you dragged out as you pulled your sleeves up “what are we cooking?”

The Doctor thought hard for a second before walking to what you assumed was a cupboard. It was one of 5 small cupboards, all in a row above what you assumed was a stove, by the 4 elements on top of it.

“I was hoping we could start simple, like baking a cake!” You suggested as you walked over to the taller man and wrabbed your arms around his thin waist, you waited for him to flinch but found him sigh and lean back into you slightly. A small smile pulled at the corners of your lips and you squeezed your [E/C] eyes together. You remember the early days in your travels together and how The Doctor was against physical contact of any kind, you both had come so far.

“Hmm, what ingredients normally go into a cake?” The Doctor asked over his shoulder.

“I thought you knew how to cook?” You teased, The Doctor sent you glare that you supposed was supposed to be threatening but instead made you giggle, that seemed to further frustrate the Timelord, who was full blown pounting now. Taking pity on you boyfriend you controlled you laughs and answered him seriously. “Flour, eggs, milk, Uh butter,-“

“Argh, Earth stuff.” He groaned, rolling his eyes. You quickly let go of him and crossed your arms, glared up at the taller man.

“What do you mean by that?” You glared, The Doctor opened his mouth and glanced at you sideways because choking on his words. He straightened himself out before calming replying.

“I’m just fresh out of Earth animal products.”

You nodded your head in understanding before stepping in front of him to open one of the cuppords. A chilly breeze hit your skin instantly, making tiny goosebumps arise up your arms. The Doctor placed his large, gentle hands on either arm and rubbed quickly trying to warm you up with the friction.

“It’s a freezer?” You stuttered out. The Doctor nodded, leaning over you and closing the small cupboard door.

“The temperatures are significantly colder than regular Earth freezers.”

“What kind of food do you keep in here?” You asked, your natural curiousity spiking up again. You walked across the bench and ran your fingers over the other non-cupboards, stopping on one two down from the freezer. Your fingers reached for the handle, The Doctor wrapped his bony fingers around your wrist, stopping you in your place.

“Not a good idea without safety gear.”

You turned towards him with wide eyes, a little scared what that means.

“Obviously, you don’t have any normal food in here, so what are we going to cook?”

The Doctor thought for a moment before walking back over to the freezer and opening it. He put his hand in as he squinted his blue eyes, trying to search for something unknown to you. After a few unsuccessful attempts he moved his hand in more and more, untill his entire arm was in the freezer.

“Bigger on the inside?” You laughed as you watched him struggle to get anymore of his arm in, suddenly his eyes widen as he quickly ripped his arm out. Attached to his finger tips was some sort of crustacean the size of a cat, it had two thin tenticales that were firmly wrapped around The Doctor wrist, a scorpion-like tail that had a large crab claw on the end and unfortunately it was very much alive. You let out a shriek as your boyfriend frantically flicked his arm trying to get the creature to let him go.

“Doctor what do I do?” You screamed out over the sound of The Doctors frantic breaths and the Aliens high pitch scream. The Doctor forced his hand down onto the bench and placed his other hand firmly down on top of the creatures tail.

“Behind the plates were the tentacles come out, there is a soft patch of skin that his directly over its brain. I’m sorry but I’m going to need to press your thumb into it.” The Doctor sorrowfully answered, his expression grim and regretful as he made eye contact with you. You hesitated, you knew The Doctor had a no kill policy, and quite frankly you don’t think you had the guts to kill. The Doctor must have seen the look of horror in your eyes as you contemplated your decisions.

“It won’t kill it.” He quickly rushed out, “They have three brains, all for different functions, this will just paralysis it.”

Suddenly the undersides of its armour started to glow a deep purple, glowing brighter and brighter and its screech got louder and higher in pitch. “What’s it doing?” You panicked. The purple glow started to slowly steep down its tentacles towards The Doctor’s hand.

“[Y/N]!” The Doctor snapped, his face full of panic. You quickly shoved your thumb under the creatures hard armour. It’s skin underneath was silky and wet, making you cringe in disgust, you felt a slight bulge under its skin and pressed down. The creature groaned as it suddenly froze up, the purple glow disappearing. The Doctor sighed in realese as he detached his hand from its grip, rubbing his wrist that was now marked with angry red lines.

“Can I let go yet?” You asked, shakily. The Doctor shook his head, holding up one finger as he quickly walked back over to the freezer, sticking his hand back in once again. You eyes widen in slight shock, was he actually going back in for a round two? A few seconds later he pulled his arm back out with what looked like a bunch of grapes, except the ‘grapes’ were about the size of kiwi fruits and a dark purple.

“What are they?”

“Eggs.” The Doctor smiled, “like chicken eggs, except the chicken is an Alien crab-scorpion and the eggs are well.. this.” He mumbled.

“Are they fertilised?”

“No, The Duür are mammals, mate and birth live babes, they lay these egg sacks for food.” He explained as he placed the egg bunch on the bench and finally approached you and the Duür, you were still paralysising. He gentle picked it up with both hands as you continued to press down on one of its brains.

“On the count of three we’ll gently toss it back into the freezer, Okay?” You nodded quickly as you step in time with the man towards the cupboard it came from.

“One.” You wet your lips, a nervous tick.

“Two.” You tightened your grip on the Duür’s pressure point.

“Three!” You quickly fastened your pace towards the open fridge, only letting go once The Doctor instructed you too. The door was slammed shut as soon as your hands were out of harms way. Panting, you both looked at eachother before erupting into a fit of giggles. You leaned into his arms, nuzzling your face into his vest covered chest.

“All that trouble for space grapes.” You laughed, The Doctor chuckled, giving you a quick squeeze back before picking up the grapes.

“These are a delicacy across three galaxies, I’ll have you know.” He defended as he plucked an egg and bite into it as if it were an apple. A purple slim oozed out and dribbled down in chin, you may have gagged a little. He offer the egg out towards you as he had a slight difficulty chewing.

“No thanks, Hun.”

He shrugged as he continued to demolish the entire egg, wiping his mouth on his coat sleeve.

“So, what are we going to make with these?” You asked, eyeing the putrid looking food.

“A, Uh, dessert soup?” He mumbled, seeming a little confused himself.

“Are you sure you can cook?”

“Yes!” He snapped, “I just can’t describe the dish in a way that your tiny pudding brain can comprehend.”

“Pudding brain?” You hated when he acted superior, yes, he had thousands of years on you and had seem things you could only dream to imagine but it didn’t give in the right to put others down just because his ego was wounded. You were mad at the Timelord, who had turned his back towards you to rummage around the kitchen to collect the rest of the ingredients. You refused to help or speak to him till he apologised. After a few minutes of silences from your end The Doctor turned towards you with a curious look on his face.

“What’s this?” He asked as he geastured to your whole face. “Your doing a thing.”

You glared at him, crossing your arms to show him you mean business, hoping that he would realise what was wrong, He just stared blankly at you. He opened his coat and pulled out a small stack of que cards. He flipped through the cards, glancing up at you between each flip untill he stopped a one. You sighed as he walked towards you holding the card against your face, a deep look of concentration on his face.

“Doctor, I swear to a higher power, if you don’t get those damn emotion sample cards out of my face, I’m going to be even angrier.” You growled out. The Doctor quickly withdrew his hand but started to cheer.

“Yes! I knew it, Anger.”

You tried your hardest to stay mad at him but it was impossible, he was too much of an idiot. You buried you face into his chest to hide you wide grin.

“I love you, let’s start cooking.”

“I love you too but I thought you were angry with me?”

“I can’t stay made a you.” You laughed, “You’re the best thing that happened to me.”

The Doctor squeezed you tighter, burying his nose into your [H/C] hair.

“Okay, first we have to boil the sludge from inside the sack.” He suddenly sprung into action as he pulled out a pan from a draw and setting it on an element, ready to boil.

“Can you start breaking the sacks open and pour the inners into the pot?” He asked, his hands on your hips as he guided you to the counter, you stomach turned with nerves under his touch. He handed you a chopping board and knife, you numbly took them to distracted by The Doctors touch. His hands left your hips to make wild geastures as his mouth moved in the shape of unheard words. Your [E/C] eyes focused in on his soft pink lips, licking your own subconsciously. Suddenly The Doctor stopped moving as he leaned right in close to you, his face centremeters from your own.

“Don’t get distracted.” He breathed out, a blush colouring your face at being caught.

“Y-Yes, sir.” You awkwardly stuttered out, blushing at your wording. You turned your focus towards the task at hand and got to work. The Doctor flitted around you working on the other aspects of the so called dessert soup, talking out loud about what he was doing or the historical facts of the ingredients.

The ingredients were all combined and boiling together on the stove as The Doctor and yourself were seated in the second level on the console room.

“How much longer is it going to take?” You whined after the first hour has passed without The Doctor even checking on the food. The Doctor shut his book and checked his watched before looking back up at you.

“Only two more hours.”

“Two more hours?” You yawned out, already falling asleep.

“Go to sleep my love, I’ll wake you when it’s ready.” The Doctor whispered as he put down the book he was reading and stood up. You only nodded your head as you drifted off to sleep, a small smile on your lips. You were the luckiest [Gender preference] in the universe to have The Doctor as your partner. Even with his older apprentice, grumpiness and general inability to understand human emotion, he was perfect, he was so wonderful, kind, strong, brave and amazing. You loved your alien idiot so much.

[sssoqasnape]

[snegnoe7nebo]

[panicatthedalek]

Picture this: Missy taking The Doctor to a rage room.

[alyona11]

I’ve scanned the thing! Rewatched few eps from s9 and understood again how much do I love 12th.

[thegeekcloud]

Tribute to 12...

[agents-of-imagines]

Requested by Anon #319

Doctor: Y/N! *runs to you* Stay with me. Y/N: Don’t worry about me Doctor. *groans* I’ll be alright. Doctor: Of course you will come on, we’ll get you to the TARDIS. Y/N: I don’t think the TARDIS would be able to survive it. Doctor: Survive? Survive what? Y/N: Me. Doctor: Y/N you’re clearly delirious. Y/N: You might want to stand back. Doctor: What...What’s happening? Are you...regenarating? Y/N: I told you I’d be fine. Doctor: No this can’t be. This isn’t... Y/N: *smiles* I’ll see you on the other side.

[its-our-paris]

Cura Te Ipsum

Oh hey, the next chapter is up. This is the Twissy action you’ve been waiting for. Maybe. Also, it somehow gets WRONGER than the previous chapter. RATING: Explicit

PAIRINGS: Missy/Master, Doctor/Master, Twissy SUMMARY: "This is insane." The Doctor pleaded with himself, realising what he was about to do. Let the records show that he was aware of that fact. Then, he closed the distance between them and kissed her with all the desperation in his hearts. "Seriously?!" the Master exclaimed, but in that moment, neither of them paid him any mind.

CHAPTER 2 OF 3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/17304656/chapters/40773380

[siege-of-trenzalore]

“Rose” - told y’all I had something in the works! Not the best but I’m still getting used to my new drawing program :) hope you guys like it