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Psychic paper
tenth doctor x GN!reader
Summary: In which the psychic paper betrays the Doctor
A/N: The Doctor is fruity, deal with it xx
You’d been traveling with the Doctor for a while now and you loved every minute of it. In that time he had shown you all kinds of things you had priorly deemed impossible; aliens with wiggly tentacles, a spaceship that defies the laws of 3 dimensional space, a buzzing device he calls the Sonic Screwdriver, and homicidal salt shakers with toilet plungers for arms to name just a few.
It seemed that with every adventure he showed you something new and fascinating, constantly topping himself without even trying. There was so much in all of time and space it wasn’t that hard. Anything outside of the 21st century was new to you.
This time, the Doctor had taken you to see a mechanics factory in the 35th century, but as always the adventure didn’t end there. Aside from new experiences, the Doctor could almost always promise some kind of trouble. He claimed he didn’t go searching for it but rather that it tended to follow him. Either way, most adventures with the Doctor involved some kind of mischief and usually a lot of running.
“It’s no good, you can only get in with an ID,” you groaned, popping your head back around the corner. “There’s a security guard checking everyone going in and out is an employee.”
You were hiding in a hallway, hoping to get inside the establishment's headquarters. The Doctor had a hunch that malicious alien forces were behind the operation, but he couldn’t be sure without poking around further. Typical Doctor, he just couldn’t leave well enough alone.
“I can’t think of any legal ways to get in there,” you shrugged, turning to the Doctor for ideas.
“I have identification,” the Doctor smirked, rummaging around in the seemingly endless pockets of his coat.
“You’re not an employee,” you pointed out.
The Doctor made a triumphant sound as he pulled what appeared to be a small black notebook out of the depths of his pocket. He flipped it open and you realized it wasn’t a notepad. The item was more like a police badge, minus the actual badge part.
He turned the paper towards you with a smile, clearly expecting you to be impressed
“Aren’t I?” He grinned brightly, looking at you eagerly. “Psychic paper,” he explained, tapping the stark white paper with his finger.
You grabbed the item from him, squinting at it. You wanted to make sure you were reading it right, maybe your eyes were acting up.
“This just says ‘I love you’?” You asked, handing the Doctor his weird paper back with a frown.
“I think that flirting with the security guard is more of a Jack move,” you winced, not wanting to hurt his feelings. The Doctor was quite the charmer, but strategic flirting wasn’t his strong suit.
The Doctor grabbed his psychic paper from you, frowning at it aggressively. It wasn’t supposed to say that.
“What-?” he asked, glaring at it the same way you did. Once the words registered with him he turned a dark shade of red. He should have been more careful when he handed it over to you.
“It’s not supposed to say that,” he mumbled his thoughts, trying to hide his fluster.
“How does it work? Is it like a reusable notepad?” You asked, genuinely interested. Even if the Doctor’s tools could be finicky, they were interesting. Maybe he had just forgotten to erase the message from the last time he used it.
“No, it’s supposed to show the reader what I want them to see,” he blushed, shaking the paper out like a Polaroid. Usually shaking the item would clear it, but those three words refused to fade from the paper.
“Sometimes it’s a bit slow…” he said, really more to himself than to you. He was still shaking the paper, desperately trying to get the words to disappear.
“So you were going to try and flirt with the security guard?” You frowned, now you were even more confused. The Doctor would much rather blow the whole place up than try and flirt his way through security.
“No!” He said, almost a bit too quickly. He blushed again and averted his gaze, an anxious hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. He hadn’t planned on telling you like this. He hadn’t planned on telling you at all.
“When I handed it over it was supposed to show you an employee ID,” he winced. You nodded, this much you knew. What you didn’t understand was the confession of love.
“But I think the psychic paper picked up on my feelings instead,” he whispered. If you hadn’t been listening intently you might have missed the last few words.
“Are you saying that you love me?” You frowned, looking at the floor with concentration, “or the security guard?” The second option seemed more viable at the moment.
For the first time in a century, the Doctor was speechless. He stared at you, wide-eyed and unblinking as you waited for his answer. If it was possible, his jaw might have fallen to the floor.
“He’s pretty handsome, I can’t blame you,” you added, peeking over the wall to look at the security guard again.
The Doctor shook himself out of it, rambling a string of incoherent words. “I- uh, wha-?” He stumbled, trying to form a sentence.
“I handed the paper to you.” He said definitively.
“It’s a really dramatic way to come out, Doctor.” You continued on, ignoring him. It’s not like you didn’t know already, he wasn’t exactly subtle about it.
“It didn’t say ‘I love men’!” He threw his hands up in distress. “It said ‘I love you’!”
You finally stopped rambling on about the security guard and turned your attention to the Doctor. His words caught up to you and tentatively you pointed at yourself as if there was any other you. The Doctor nodded exasperatedly as if to say “Yes, you!”
“You love me?” you asked, still pointing at yourself.
“I think I’ve said it about four times now.”
“You?” You pointed at the Doctor, “Love me?”
“Blimey! Yes!” He shouted, frustrated now. You widened your eyes and anxiously checked around you, scared he might have given away your location. Thankfully, everyone appeared to be out of earshot.
“Yes, I love you,” he whispered this time, his eyes boring into yours. You blinked slowly, your brain still refusing to process his confession.
You smiled brightly, your grin taking over your entire face. The Doctor loved it when you lit up like this, your happiness radiating off of you. He felt a small smile of his own tugging at his lips just looking at you.
“I hope that’s alright,” he whispered quietly. He would never forgive himself if he lost you over a psychic paper mishap. The embarrassment would be too much - he’d have to run away. Maybe to that planet inhabited by only rubber ducks?
“That’s more than alright,” you grinned, a hand instinctively reaching up to his arm to comfort him. The fabric of his coat was cold against your palm, but you didn’t pull away.
The Doctor really smiled back at you now, the wild lopsided grin that was reserved just for you. The kind of smile that always made you laugh with joy.
He wasted no time wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting your body off the ground in excitement. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in your familiar scent. You laughed happily, waving your feet about slightly.
The Doctor pulled back just enough to kiss you, his lips soft and gentle against yours. Neither of you could stop smiling, even as your lips met. You laughed against him, planting kisses across his face sloppily. Your lips brushed the tip of his nose, the arch of his cheekbone, the corner of his mouth, and his jawline.
“The security guard is pretty cute though,” the Doctor teased with a sly smile.
“I knew it!” You burst out laughing, throwing your head back as you did.
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Psychic Paper
Artist: Colin Boyer
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Headcanon # 1: the Doctor's psychic paper doesn't catch up and continues to show only female titles.
Headcanon # 2: Where a title like "Grandmaster of The Knowledge” could come from? I suspect the Doctor has spent some time in the fin de siècle London with all its occult societies :)
#doctor who#doctor who 60th anniversary#the star beast#the doctor#dw#psychic paper#fourteenth doctor
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What if the psychic paper showed "grand mistress" instead of "master" because it was the Doctor who haven't caught up yet? Because he was this really brilliant woman, what?, half a day ago? Even less probably. Regeneration, trip to davros' laboratory, quick post-regen nap, and lots of confusion... It takes some time to adjust to the shift.
#he handled post regenaration sickness pretty well#'m proud of him#no wasting time just hop directly into saving the universe#(with no breakes for quick “what the heck”)#you shouldn't do this babe#(he definitely slept off screen i know it i was in the tardis)#and it was his only sleep in this regeneration#doctor who#dw#the star beast#the doctor#fourteenth doctor#14th doctor#shaun temple#psychic paper#doctor who 60th anniversary#dw 60th
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I'm really glad the psychic paper is a NuWho prop cause imagine if Seven got his manipulative little fingers on that fucker. He'd be unstoppable.
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Doctor Who “Sleep No More”
Bonus: The Doctor wondering what his paper’s gonna say today:
#what bullshit is my psychic paper gonna bust out today?#Doctor Who#12th Doctor#Twelfth Doctor#Clara Oswald#psychic paper#Sleep No More#dwedit#GIF#my gifs#Not a DW Rewatch#Hide and Quee
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If the classic doctors had psychic paper, they would be more egotistical.
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I found this incorrect quote on the Perchance generator and after remembering this moment in all its glory, to use a line from another moment in the same episode, “My whole brain just went ‘What the hell?’” Pace yourselves, though - there may very well be a larger onslaught of more of these to come yet.
#doctor who#eleventh doctor#11th doctor#11th doctor memes#doctor who memes#eleventh doctor memes#doctor who a christmas carol#a mature and responsible adult#matt smith#i am universally recognised as a mature and responsible adult#doctor who season 6#kazran sardick#psychic paper
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I got this crappy free wallet from an Etsy purchase and it’s hot pink and the first thing that came to mind was Barbie Psychic Paper. I’m planning on just looking up jobs Barbie has had and photoshopping myself onto some “IDs” with like hot pink and cutesy borders and stuff
1. Reporter
2. Park ranger
3. Space scientist
4. Detective
5. Paleontologist
6. “Real ID”
7. 2 time professional Cowgirl
8. Interior decorator
9. President
10. Singer
11.
12. “I definitely work here… totally and for sure :)”
Here’s my list so far, Idk if Aerobics instructor, or cat burglar is funnier for the last one
#Barbie#doctor who psychic paper#doctor who#psychic paper#most of these are real jobs Barbie has had by the way#barbie 2023#Barbie’s jobs#Barbie psychic paper
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New idea: if someone looks has a problem with my ID (dead name, gender marker, etc.) I’m just going to pretend it’s psychic paper.
Really? I mean if that’s what it says. Yes, I should be at the coronation, they’re saving me a seat.
#doctor who#trans#note: this is NOT SERIOUS#It’s just because I found a wallet that looks like psychic paper#it feels like it might be a bad idea to do this irl#psychic paper
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youtube
#arioch#magic trick#magic#magician#magic illusion#magicians#horror punk#mind reading#psychic paper#time#time travel#Youtube
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Definition of Psychic paper
Psychic paper is a blank, white visitor's card that has special properties. When shown to a person, it can usually induce them to see whatever the user expects, wishes, or needs them to see printed on it. — from Wikipedia
— See These Links For More —
Wikipedia: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Doctor_Who_items
Fandom: https://tardis.fandom.com/wiki/Psychic_paper
Fandom: https://tardis.fandom.com/wiki/The_Doctor%27s_psychic_paper
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Lampent enters her miku stage in unlife, much to the fear and consternation of the rest of the staff. ((One day in the future, the twins will turn the Gear Station into a battle faculty and put Chandelure’s cute aggression to good use. Today is not that day.))
Link to submas masterpost!
#art#pokemon#sketchbook#myart#submas#fanart#pokemon ingo#subway boss ingo#submas comic#subway boss emmet#subway master emmet#subway bosses#subway master kudari#subway master ingo#pokemon emmet#litwick line#lampent#good god the lantern is developing e girl tendencies#several people are convinced lampent’s a demon from the distortion world in those beginning weeks#lampent takes the job so ingo would have less paperwork. what she doesnt know is she’s gonna replace that paper work with psychic damage#emmet and eelektrik are so desensitized good for them
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more kitties that live in my sketchbook
#mine#i just took a huge amount of psychic damage from going thro my facebook page#my GOD. the things i had on there#anyway. i hope u hve had a good week...my week has been mixed but okay! im super tired ugjug#my period was like 11 days late bc since stopping hormones it like has no idea whats going on n my period app was havin a coronary#i got a notifcation that was like ur ABNORMAL!!!!!!!!!! okay and#hmm what am i going 2 do now.....probably som colouring and then some reading#i stopped reading the fantasy book i was reading it was eating my brain slowly . in a bad way#i tried using my lightbox 2day instead of drawing over my sketch n it worked well!! ive bough different paper n it worked way better#am happy !! :))
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*PSYCHIC BLASTS you*
#pokemon#kirlia#pkmnart#psychic type#nintendo#artists on tumblr#my art#digital art#fanart#paper cutout#art by op#commissions open#eye strain
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