Calum Buchan
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Calum Buchan
@starbrightb0y.bsky.social
MDNI. Dark themes.
Glasgow boy. friend of the Doctor and all of the universe
he/him.
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Mun is 25+

Dating: Ruby Sunday @tardiawho.bsky.social
Candy Millicent: @millicentwhite.bsky.social
15: thedoctordoctorwho.bsky.social
Pinned
-Calum Buchan. 21. Guitarist.
-omnisexual with male lean
-traveling with the Doctor
- ensign in starfleet
-born and raised in Glasgow, Scotland
-written by #TheLaird

#DWRP, #MVRP, #STRP
February 15, 2026 at 5:38 AM
Calum would leave this on @millicentwhite.bsky.social ‘s desk, along with some Scottish tablet and shortbread.

There’s a small, handwritten note that says “happy Valentine’s Day my love, thanks always for putting up with me — love Calum”
February 14, 2026 at 3:10 AM
February 11, 2026 at 5:33 AM
Reposted by Calum Buchan
Remember this — Remember I don’t abandon people. I lurk — forever in the shadows.

RP. 21+. Single-Ship.
Shipped with @starbrightb0y.bsky.social.

Written by #Visceralscribe.
February 10, 2026 at 4:28 AM
February 6, 2026 at 12:10 PM
Hhhhhhh
February 4, 2026 at 10:24 AM
January 24, 2026 at 6:39 AM
Reposted by Calum Buchan
January 22, 2026 at 10:51 AM
Calum Mackenzie Buchan
What is your muse’s full legal name?
January 18, 2026 at 5:59 PM
“The screwdriver. It makes a cool noise!”
“Playing? With…?”

He rolls his eyes.
Typical human.
Playing with it. I was bored.
January 16, 2026 at 3:26 PM
Playing with it. I was bored.
“What the hell were you doing with it?”

He gets to work rebuilding his radio.
Hands it to him
January 16, 2026 at 3:56 AM
Hands it to him
Calum! Where’d you put my screwdriver!?
January 16, 2026 at 1:20 AM
//Just got back from the doctor and diagnosed with grief so I am on my own 🤘🏻
January 14, 2026 at 9:20 PM
He whispered to Req the best he could. “No, not at all. They live for war and to fight, and they’re not above taking prisoners. Approach with caution.”
One of the main monitors stretched on the wall flickered into life. Before them was a helmeted warrior in round, stocky, and clearly purple armour. Behind him were other such troopers, the whole lot of them busied by their duties.

ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɴᴏᴛ, ʜᴜᴍᴀɴ! ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ sᴏɴᴛᴀʀᴀɴ ʙᴀsᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ sᴏɴᴛᴀʀᴀɴs! -
The voice startled Calum and made him jump.

“Uh oh, looks like we have company…”
January 14, 2026 at 6:22 PM
The voice startled Calum and made him jump.

“Uh oh, looks like we have company…”
“We will. C’mon. Let’s see if the TARDIS is up and runnin…”

ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏ ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ!

A voice boomed throughout the room. It’s tone terse and booming.
“Yeah.” He giggles. “It suits that face to a t, too.”

Putting the picture back in his pocket, he straightens up. “Let’s make it out of here so I can find her.”
January 14, 2026 at 1:50 PM
//yo where’s my friend Raven
I miss my friend Raven
January 14, 2026 at 9:12 AM
Frustration.
January 14, 2026 at 4:31 AM
“Yeah.” He giggles. “It suits that face to a t, too.”

Putting the picture back in his pocket, he straightens up. “Let’s make it out of here so I can find her.”
Leaning in a little closer to the photo, the Reclaimer studies their faces. Smiling.

“Never saw that one before, but that fashion sense? Definitely the Doctor…”
“You’re right. She’s the Doctor. Of course she’s okay.”

He gets out a small picture and hands it to Req. it’s him and his Doctor.
January 13, 2026 at 11:12 PM
“You’re right. She’s the Doctor. Of course she’s okay.”

He gets out a small picture and hands it to Req. it’s him and his Doctor.
“Safe as she can be.”

He tried to smile a little, offering a faint chuckle to ease the tension.

“It IS the Doctor after all.”
He looked up at Req, seemingly soothed by his words.

“Ye mean that? My Doctor is safe?”

It was more comforting than he could even say
January 13, 2026 at 3:42 PM
He looked up at Req, seemingly soothed by his words.

“Ye mean that? My Doctor is safe?”

It was more comforting than he could even say
“Well, I wouldn’t worry about it.”

He patted Calum’s back. Doing the best that he could to try and be comforting.

“I don’t think your Doctor is going anywhere anytime soon.”
Calum’s gaze dropped. It was clear he was heartbroken.

“I don’t know what I’d do without the Doctor. I couldn’t take it.”

A soft sniffle, he stands up.
January 12, 2026 at 10:42 PM
Reposted by Calum Buchan
you deserve the love you keep trying to give everyone else.
January 11, 2026 at 11:27 PM
Calum’s gaze dropped. It was clear he was heartbroken.

“I don’t know what I’d do without the Doctor. I couldn’t take it.”

A soft sniffle, he stands up.
After a small kick to the console, the old Timelord looked over at Calum. A small sadness in his eyes.

“Yeah. He uh..”

Req coughed.

“…he led our last army in the defence. Keeping the horde at bay with the hope that even just some of us could get out.”
“I’m sorry,” Calum said softly. He hadn’t meant to make Req feel bad in any way. He was just curious.

“Held them off?” His voice cracked. “Does that mean your Doctor is… dead?”

He loved the Doctor, no matter the universe.
January 11, 2026 at 11:34 PM
“I’m sorry,” Calum said softly. He hadn’t meant to make Req feel bad in any way. He was just curious.

“Held them off?” His voice cracked. “Does that mean your Doctor is… dead?”

He loved the Doctor, no matter the universe.
The memories weren’t easy to think of. As he leaned back down to fiddle again, mostly so the pointless meddling would numb his head from his words, he took in a sharp breath.

“Assuming your Doc told you about it, we had our own Time War. Battle for all the marbles the universe had to offer. But -
“A few times.”

The young man nodded. He was familiar with the concept, so it didn’t need to be explained.

“So you’re from one? How’d you get here?”
January 11, 2026 at 11:27 PM
“A few times.”

The young man nodded. He was familiar with the concept, so it didn’t need to be explained.

“So you’re from one? How’d you get here?”
“I mean…”

He huffed. The old man dithered, putting his hands in his coat pockets.

“…I’m not from this realty, Calum. Has your Doctor ever explained the concept of a parallel world?”
He turned to Req with a raised brow.

“What do you mean?”
January 11, 2026 at 11:16 PM
He turned to Req with a raised brow.

“What do you mean?”
“Rebuild.”

Req wasn’t sure how to gently broach the inevitable situation he’d been so ‘carefully’ avoiding so far.

“The Timelords you’ve heard of are dust. Buried and dead. But mine…?”
“Maybe there’s a log somewhere…”

He fiddled with the keyboard more. Unfortunately he couldn’t read much.

“You never answered my question… what’s your goal?”
January 11, 2026 at 11:11 PM