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CAN WE PLEASE TALK ABOUT SPY!MASTER PUPPY EYES???
He's always fucking around and then he serves puppy eyes AND THAT'S INSANE
"but steven moffat does misogyny!!" yeah absolutely. no arguments from me! but are you also mad about how rtd wrote Black people in deeply racist ways, joked about sexual harassment for years, got Christopher eccleston blacklisted, wrote the Doctor as being in love with a teenager, and also can't do a finale that isn't fucking tin cans or the Doctor's ex-boyfriend?? are you also mad that rtd is showrunning Doctor Who's first season with a Black Doctor and hasn't hired a single Black writer? Or are you someone who thinks the queerness in his work fucking cancels out that shit? Are you just someone who only cares about Doctor Who being problematic when it's a writer you already hate?
New chaotic evil blorbo unlocked
You made me cry for a monster made of snot, and I will never forgive you.
Hello, old soldier.
doctor who really said nonbinary rights what about nonbinary WRONGS
seeing ppl like 'dr who is finally good again' u didn't like the dog man? the funny dog man?? look at the dog man and tell him to his face that you don't like him
'RTD who is good bcos it's got so much weird goofy stuff in it' Chibnall made it canon that there's an entire species of anthropomorphic dog aliens, every one of whom is like soulbonded to a specific human who it's their duty to protect so soulmates are real but everyone's soulmate is a dog person from space.
i’m sorry but the “we could go visit wilf 🥺👉👈” scene speaks to me on a personal level it’s sooo reminiscent of not wanting to leave your friends house and coming up with excuses to just stay or hang out by the door and talk just a little bit longer.
i love love love that the doctor is asking donna to come on one last trip with her and the puppy dog eyes they both give sylvia are so cute
My 1 single critism rn is how they kept refering to the Doctor as Male? Or like implying a weird gender binary in the same breath as talking about non-binary identity
It waw... a bit cringe. Like it was clearly trying very hard and it was a good attempt. But there was something a bit cringe about it yknow. The vibes were not quite there.
The ending especially was giving your parent trying very hard to use the right words, and you appreciate it!! but god you can tell theyre not quite getting it 😭😭
also I've seen multiple ppl like "nonbinary doctor confirmed!!" IF YALL WATCHED 12 & 13 YOU WOULD KNOW THEY'VE BEEN NONBINARY SINCE 12. THIRTEEN AND TWELVE CONTINUOUSLY AND CONSTANTLY TALK ABOUT BEING NONBINARY. I'M GOING TO HIT YOU PEOPLE W BROOMS.
Secrets
Pairing: Dh!Master x Reader
Word Count: 4900
Summary: The Doctor and the fam are hanging out on the TARDIS one day when they realise they haven’t seen you or The Master all day, none of them quite expect the sight that greets them when they find you.
Warnings: none
A/N: Reader is gender neutral in this. Also yay! I finally have time to write and post! I have a lot of fics planned, so hopefully I’ll be able to find the time to write them over winter break, tho I do have a shit ton of uni work still to do 😅
It was quiet, that wasn’t completely unusual on the TARDIS, but considering the recent addition of The Master to Team TARDIS it had The Doctor on edge. He’d begrudgingly joined them on their adventures after The Doctor had come across him moping about at the edge of a deserted galaxy, The Master hadn’t even been destroying anything, he was just sitting all alone on what he’d called an unimportant planet. The Doctor, of course, had been concerned by his uncharacteristic behaviour and had forced encouraged him to join them aboard the TARDIS. Understandably, her fam had objected, especially after he started to occupy himself by finding as many ways to inconvenience her friends as possible.
It had been eight months since The Master had joined them, and he had yet to stop annoying Graham, Ryan and Yaz - despite the numerous interventions and talks she had had with him about it. Much to The Doctor’s surprise, she never found you complaining about The Master’s antics, though she had suspected that he had developed a bit of a soft spot for you. After all, you had been the first out of her friends to welcome him - probably helped by the fact that you joined the group after The Master revealed himself, and thus only met him eight months back.
Recently The Doctor realised that she’d grown used to this new normal, that she was used to the occasional yelling of her friends after The Master had yet again hid half of their clothes, or simply jump-scared them - often accompanied by The Master’s maniacal laughter. However, she had yet to hear anything like that this morning, not one complaint about missing items from her fam, not one cackle out of The Master, she hadn’t even seen anyone all morning.
It was almost peaceful.
Which definitely meant that something was wrong.
Quickly The Doctor got up, abandoned her tools, and headed in the direction of the kitchen. It was about lunchtime, which meant that her friends would probably be gathered together making food, she just hoped that one of them would have seen The Master. Of course, she’d usually just ask the TARDIS where he was, but the circuits she’d been upgrading were the internal communication circuits, so that was currently out of the question.
“FAM!” The Doctor exclaimed as soon as she rounded the corner, standing dramatically in the doorway to the kitchen.
All of her friends had startled as soon as she appeared, it made her feel bad, but she currently had more pressing matters to focus on.
“Have any of you seen The Master today?!”
“…uh, no?” Ryan was the first to answer, still looking a little shocked from her entrance but trying to play it cool.
Graham took a dramatic sigh before answering, “Not yet luckily.”
“I haven’t either, why’re you asking?” Yaz replied, pausing making her lunch and turning all of her attention to The Doctor.
“It’s quiet, too quiet, and I haven’t seen him since last night. Which most likely means that he’s up to something.”
Graham groaned, “Why do we have to assume he’s up to something? Can’t we at least wait until after lunch to assume he’s doing something evil?”
The Doctor simply gave him a look, causing him to groan again, though he put his sandwich down. However she was quickly distracted by a nagging feeling in the back of her mind, she was missing something, something obvious. She looked back at her friends, and then she realised.
“Where’s Y/N?”
Her friends seemed to only notice your absence once it was pointed out, all looking around the room before looking back at The Doctor with blank faces.
“I haven’t seen them since last night.” Yaz told her.
“Me neither.” Ryan and Graham agreed with her.
Suddenly The Doctor felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. You were clearly The Master’s favourite out of the fam, what if he’d done something to you? Naively, The Doctor had hoped he was developing a soft spot for you - but what if it was simply an obsession? What if this had been his plan all along, to get close enough to harm you?
The fam seemed to come to a similar conclusion, horror dawning on all their faces.
“You don’t think-“
The Doctor didn’t give Ryan an answer, just turned around and ran through the TARDIS halls. She’d been at the TARDIS console most of the night, so at least she knew the two of you were still on board. Her first instinct was to head to the library, both you and The Master spent a fair amount of time there, it would have been the perfect place for an ambush.
The Doctor slowed once she entered the library, and she could hear the footsteps of her fam slow down as well. The library was surprisingly quiet as well, but The Doctor was still on edge. The fam followed her and she weaved her way through the aisles, coming to a sudden stop right before the rows of bookshelves gave way to one of the reading areas.
Nothing could have prepared her for the sight that greeted them. On one of the plush purple sofas The Master was laying down, fast asleep. That in itself would have been enough to shock The Doctor. However he wasn’t alone, you were laying next to him, curled into his side and fast asleep as well.
Huh.
The Doctor had known that The Master was developing a soft spot for you, but she definitely didn’t suspect anything like this. It was almost cute.
“Are they- Are they actually cuddling?” Graham was the first to speak, slightly startling the rest of them despite his voice being barely above a whisper.
“Uhhh… yeah, certainly seems like it.”
“Does anyone else think this is horrifying yet adorable?” Yaz queried, gaining agreement from the rest of them. “Glad it’s not just me.”
“What do we do? Do we wake them up?” Ryan asked.
“Yeah, what if he’s done that hypno- whatsit on Y/N?” Graham butted in.
“Hypnotism, I mean it would be a very odd thing to hypnotise Y/N to do, but we can’t rule it out I suppose.” The Doctor’s thoughts were zipping around in her brains, desperately trying to find all the signs she missed.
And there was so much she missed.
The Master’s ‘practical jokes’ had been lessening lately - both in frequency and maliciousness. The Doctor had chalked this up to him finally starting to settle in properly, but maybe that was the result of him spending more time with you? She hadn’t seen you around as much either, but with four humans plus The Master on board, she had hardly noticed. Then, the most obvious, there was the fact that the two of you had started to pair off more on adventures. Honestly, she had just thought that you were becoming good friends!
Maybe you were just friends? After all, friends were allowed to hug each other. Sure, the position you were in definitely leant more towards romantic entanglement rather than platonic, but that didn’t always mean something.
Just when The Doctor was about to reply, she and the fam were distracted by movement on the couch. You stretched slightly, but then snuggled even closer to The Master, your face smushing into his neck as you smiled. In turn The Master hummed contentedly, somehow bringing you even closer and wrapping his arms around you protectively. The Doctor could have sworn she saw a smile on his face.
Okay, probably not just friends.
The Doctor didn’t know what to do, she hadn’t considered this possibility. Regrettably, she was not prepared for The Master being romantically involved with you at all, which meant that she needed time to think. Putting a finger up to her lips, she turned to her companions and gestured for them to return the way they had came. For now, you and The Master had no clue that the rest of them knew about whatever was going on between the two of you. So, she had time to think, to observe the two of you, to find out if he was hypnotising or manipulating you, or if whatever this was was something genuine on both your parts.
Once they were back out in the hallway The Doctor explained everything to the other members of the fam, all of them agreeing to keep an eye on the two of you. The Doctor then walked off back to the console room, she needed to be alone with her thoughts for a little while.
——
You were warm and cosy, that was what you registered first. Of course, it wasn’t unusual to be warm and cosy when you woke up, but these days it was a new constant in your life, all because of one (alien) man. The Master.
When he had come onboard the TARDIS eight months ago you, you would have never imagined how your relationship developed. He’d pissed you off at first, especially since most of his ‘pranks’ had been directed at you. Once he had decided to take all of your jumpers and hoodies, just after you had returned from a particularly frosty adventure in Antarctica, causing you to confront him.
“You!” You sneered accusingly at The Master, who was lounged on one of the sofas in the library.
He placed his book down and raised an eyebrow, “Can I help you?”
“Give me my jumpers and hoodies back, now.” You tried to sound demanding, but you were still shivering from the lingering cold.
“No.” He smirked at you.
“No? What do you mean no?! I’m cold! I need layers to keep warm!” You pouted at him, unable to keep up the scary demeanour.
He chuckled slightly, “Well, that’s easily solved.” And then he lifted up the blanket that was laying over him and shuffled to make room for you.
You simply stood there in shock, not quite believing that The Master of all beings was inviting you to cuddle with him!
“Come on love, if you stand there any longer you’ll probably end up freezing to death.”
Hesitantly, you stepped closer and closer to the sofa, until you were stood inches from The Master, looking down at him. He offered his hand to you, and you gave him yours in turn. Then, slowly, he pulled you down into his hold, and covered you with the blanket. With his warmth enveloping you, you soon stopped shivering, though you didn’t leave him.
After that, cuddles in the TARDIS library became a regular for the two of you, soon turning into cuddles and kisses in your respective bedrooms, sneakily holding hands on adventures, and being there for one another behind closed doors. You loved him, not that you had told him yet, but you truly did.
Part of your hesitancy towards telling him was due to the fact that you were still keeping your relationship hidden from your friends. It wasn’t as though you didn’t want to tell your friends, you just didn’t know how to tell them, and you were scared for their reactions.
Pushing those thoughts to the back of your mind you stretched and finally opened your eyes. Your first sight was The Master, still asleep, and you took a moment to appreciate him. Then you took in your surroundings and your heart leapt in your chest as you realised you had fallen asleep in the library, where anyone could have walked in.
“Master.” You shook him slightly.
He woke with a questioning hum, sleepy eyes looking at you with curiosity.
“We fell asleep in the library.” You half-whispered.
“…And?” The Master replied.
“Anyone could have walked in and seen us!”
“Mm, but they didn’t love, otherwise we would have been woken up.” He told you, his voice still rough from sleep, as he pulled you closer again.
You didn’t reply, instead giving him a worried look. He sighed and sat up, moving you with him.
“It’ll be okay love,” He cupped your face with both his hands, observing you until he seemed satisfied that you believed his words - and you did believe him, even if you needed a little reassurance sometimes.
The Master smiled at you, “Come on, shower and breakfast is in order.”
“More like brunch by now.” You retorted, checking your phone to see that it was already past 11am.
The Master chuckled and lead you out of the library.
——
In the past week, nothing out of the ordinary had happened, at least nothing that was out of the ordinary for your life. A couple of trips back in time, a couple adventures on distant planets, an ungodly amount of running, and sneaking into The Master’s bedroom once your friends had gone to sleep each night. Yep, completely ordinary week for you.
Which is why your friends’ strange behaviour made absolutely no sense.
You couldn’t quite explain it, but they’d been acting weird around you, jumpy as though they were keeping something from you. However there weren’t any holidays coming up and your birthday had already passed this year, so their weird behaviour was worrying you.
You’d tried asking all of them about it individually, The Doctor had pretended not to hear while doing some engineering on the TARDIS, and the other three had come up with various excuses that you didn’t believe. It frustrated you that something was wrong but they weren’t willing to tell you. Luckily, you still had one person on the TARDIS who wasn’t acting weird around you.
You knocked on The Master’s door and let yourself in. His living space was becoming one of your favourite rooms on the TARDIS, it had dark wood panelled walls and an overall regal look with lots of purple accents. There was also a lot of clutter, mostly little projects and pieces for said projects. Occasionally you’d ask him about whatever he was working on, and he’d talk you through his whole process (secretly you’d only ask him to hear his voice, but he didn’t need to know that). He’d also gotten used to you being in his rooms, hence why you walked right in.
The Master was sat on his couch, reading a book that he placed on an end table once he saw you.
“Hello, love.” He grinned at you, making room for you to sit down next to him.
“Hello Master,” You smiled at him, cuddling into his chest as he wrapped an arm around you.
He hummed and nuzzled your neck, “How are you today, my darling?”
The combination of the pet name and him speaking so close to your ear caused you to shiver. It almost got rid of the knot of worry that had nestled itself in you, almost. The Master seemed to notice something was wrong, as he pulled back slightly so he could look at you properly.
“Have you noticed the others being kind of… off, this week?” You queried, not quite knowing how to word it.
“Quite honestly love, I don’t pay much attention to anyone else on this ship.” He smirked, and you rolled your eyes.
“You and I both know that’s not true, you may not like Ryan, Graham or Yaz, but they’re still my friends - which means you still keep an eye on them at the very least.” You retorted.
“Mmm, you know me so well.” He leaned in to kiss your cheek, causing you to relax further into him.
It had surprised you, at first, just how physically affectionate The Master was. You’d assumed after the first cuddle session that it would be a one off, that he’d kill you if you ever mentioned it to anyone (not that they’d believe you), but he’d only gotten more and more cuddly as your relationship had grown.
“Okay, yes, I have noticed they were behaving stranger than usual this week. I’d just assumed it was something to do with me, and I didn’t care enough to find out what.”
“Definitely not just you, they’ve been weird around me too. I tried to ask them what was wrong but they all made up little excuses and scurried off. The Doctor even pretended she didn’t hear me!” You exclaimed gesturing wildly, “I just- they’re my friends, and I’ve obviously done something to upset them, but I don’t know what!”
You flopped back into The Master’s hold and sighed, for a moment he simply held you close, rubbing circles on your back.
“Look, whatever it is they’ll probably get over it soon enough. It can’t be that bad if they’re still talking to you.” He reassured you, already helping you feel much calmer than you had all week.
“But, what if they found out about us somehow?”
“The Doctor probably would have kicked me off the TARDIS already love, and your friends would have helped her.” You glared at him, unamused.
“No they wouldn’t, I wouldn’t let them.”
The Master’s expression softened.
“Of course not love, I’m just teasing. I’m sure that whatever it is will be forgotten about soon enough.”
“Hopefully.”
“In the meantime, would it perhaps help if I could take your mind off them for a while?” The Master suggested, leaning in to kiss you again.
“Hmm, I think it might.” You replied with a giggle, kissing him back eagerly.
——
As The Master had predicted, your friends soon went back to normal. You still had no clue what had caused their strange behaviour, but you didn’t bring it up again. Instead you focused on your adventures and your relationship with The Master, separately of course.
After a few rather hectic adventures, The Doctor had decided that you all needed a bit of a break, in the form of a 38th century cruise spaceship. The Doctor had explained that there were many fun activities taking place on the cruise, but the main one was the ball. An evening of dancing, eating and socialising to help you and the rest of the fam relax a bit.
You were all looking forward to it, and you could tell The Master was excited too - not that he acted like it. Sometimes you thought he tried a little too hard to protect his reputation, but then you remembered just how lucky you were that he allowed you to see the real him when so many others were denied the chance.
Currently, you were in the TARDIS wardrobe getting ready for the ball with the others. You had elected to wear a simple black suit with a dark purple lining and accents, partially because you liked the look of it, and partially because you thought it would go with whatever The Master decided to wear. You may be hiding your relationship from your friends, but you still wanted the subtle sign that he was yours (and you were his in turn). Exiting your dressing room you smiled at Graham and The Doctor, both wearing suits as well.
“Nice suit, it suits you!” The Doctor told you, looking very pleased with her terrible pun.
You rolled your eyes and huffed out a laugh while Graham simply groaned. Ryan exited next, wearing a suit as well, tho it had a neon-coloured cubic pattern speckled over it. Then The Master exited.
He was wearing a black suit as well, though it had flowers embroidered in dark grey thread on it. He’d paired it with a reddish-purple waistcoat, a matching bow tie, and a dark grey shirt. He looked stunning, and in that moment you found yourself yearning for the freedom of a more public relationship, simply so you could tell him just how good you thought he looked. Instead you raked your eyes over his body and gave him an appreciative look, knowing he’d understand.
To your surprise he seemed to do the same to you, his eyes studying your appearance in a way that made you blush slightly, and giving you a far more suggestive look than you had given him. He was usually very subtle about your relationship, especially in front of The Doctor, but you weren’t going to complain in this moment.
Just then Yaz walked out of her dressing room, though your eyes lingered on The Master for a few moments longer. Taking advantage of the distraction, The Master winked at you, causing you to grin coyly before finally turning your attention to Yaz.
She was wearing a lovely rose gold coloured dress, it wasn’t overly flashy or attention grabbing, but you knew she’d still get a fair amount of admiration at the ball (though you suspected most of that would come from The Doctor).
The Doctor soon lead you all out of the wardrobe into the console room, piloting to your destination. You gazed in awe at the ship once the doors opened, it was decorated in a baroque-esque style and almost made you feel as though you didn’t quite belong in the ship. Still, you followed The Doctor through the hallways until you came to the ballroom. It was stunning, the room itself had the same baroque-esque look to it, though it was even more extravagant. Instinctively, you looked back to The Master and grinned, gaining a soft smile in return.
“Alright fam, all the food and drink should be good for human consumption - but if you’re unsure just ask! Let’s say two hours of mingling, then we’ll reconvene back here?” The Doctor addressed you all, gaining agreement before everyone started to dart off in different directions.
You had hoped that you would get some time alone with The Master, unfortunately it seemed that Yaz had other ideas as she invited you over to the bar with her to get some drinks.
An hour later you had finally managed to ditch your friends, it wasn’t as though you didn’t like hanging out with them - of course you did - but at an event like this you’d rather spend time with your partner. Once you found him you felt yourself relax, previously unaware of how tense you’d been without him. Larger social gatherings like this definitely made you anxious, but having The Master by your side helped a lot, mostly because you knew he’d never let anything bad happen to you.
He smiled at you and then nodded his head to the entrance. Intrigued, you followed him as he lead you out of the ballroom.
“Where are we going, Master?” You queried, grabbing a hold of his hand.
“You’ll see.”
Eventually the two of you came to another ballroom, though it was completely empty. There was a layer of dust over every surface, giving you the impression that this room hadn’t been used in a long time. The distant music from the party echoed through the halls into the ballroom giving it a haunted feel, but not a creepy kind of haunted, mor like the sort of haunted feeling you got from a placed that had so clearly been loved once, as though that love and warmth was still living in the walls.
After looking around the room you turned back to The Master, only to find him stood with one hand behind his back and the other stretched out towards you.
“Care to dance, my love?” He asked you charmingly, causing you to blush wildly.
“Of course, Master.” You replied, taking his hand eagerly and grinning.
He pulled you in close and began to guide you through a waltz, in time with the music from the ballroom. In that moment you felt as though you could spend the rest of your life with him, even if it was just the two of you alone in the universe, you’d always feel content by his side. That realisation seemed to finally give you the boost of confidence you had needed.
“I love you.”
The Master stopped dancing, looking at you with a mix of shock and awe.
“What?”
“I love you, Master. You don’t have to say it back, I just wanted you to know.” You told him truthfully.
“I love you too, so much.” He replied, grinning wide with tears in his eyes.
The Master leant in to kiss you, and your lips met his halfway. You’d kissed him hundreds of times before, but this time felt different, it felt perfect. The two of you started dancing again, still keeping in time with the music but completely lost in each other’s presence. The Master moved his arm around your waist, you rested your head on his shoulder and let the world fall away around the two of you.
——
The Doctor had been keeping a close eye on both you and The Master in the past few weeks, and to her surprise she had seen nothing sinister, nothing potentially dangerous. In fact, all she had seen was subtle glances and secretive smiles between the two of you, she’d caught both of you looking at the other while they were distracted, and neither of you had anything but love to look at each other with. On one occasion she’d even seen the two of you holding hands when faced with a particularly terrifying enemy!
The Doctor had known The Master for nearly his whole life, and therefore always knew that he had a softer side to him. What she never expected was for him to develop feelings for a human, considering his general hatred of Earth’s sentient inhabitants. She’d had her reservations at first, knowing full well that whatever was going on between the two of you could just be another one of his schemes. However, given how secretive the two of you were, and all the little interactions she’d witnessed, The Doctor believed that The Master had genuine feelings for you.
Nevertheless, The Doctor had continued to keep on the eye on the two of you - just in case. Therefore, she noticed pretty quickly when the both of you disappeared from the ballroom. At the end of the day The Master was still The Master, no matter how much progress he had seemed to make these past few months. Luckily, the rest of her fam had noticed your disappearances as well.
“Come on fam.” The Doctor started to lead the way out of the ballroom.
“Doc, are you sure we should go looking for them, I mean what if they’re, y’know…” Graham asked, looking rather uncomfortable.
“Snogging?” Ryan snickered.
“Yes, we should, because there’s still a chance that Y/N could be in danger.”
The Doctor continued on through the halls, looking through each of the rooms to see if she could find the two of you. Finally, she came to another ballroom and was surprised by the sight of the two of you slow dancing in each other’s arms.
Well, at least you weren’t in danger.
It seemed that she had sped off a bit too quickly, as Ryan, Graham and Yaz soon came jogging up behind her, startling both you and The Master (who hadn’t noticed her approach). For a few moments everyone stood and stared at each other in complete silence, no one knowing quite what to do. The Master still had his arms around your waist, and The Doctor could see that he tightened his grip on you, as though he was afraid you’d be taken from him.
You coughed, gaining everyone’s attention, “So, uhhh..”
“You two are together?” Yaz asked.
You looked to The Master and smiled softly, getting a small smile in return. “Yeah, we are.”
There was another moment of awkward silence before you spoke up again. “Wait, none of you seem surprised?”
“We caught you two sleeping on one of the library couches a couple weeks back.” Ryan told you, causing you to playfully hit The Master’s arm.
“I told you!”
The Master rolled his eyes, “How was I supposed to know? I was asleep as well!” He laughed along with you.
“Is that why you were all acting weird around us?” You queried.
“Yeah, sorry about that cockle, it was just a bit of a shock is all. Still is to be honest!” Graham chuckled, putting all of you at ease.
“How long have the two of you been together anyway?” Yaz asked.
“Uhh, just over four months now - right?” The Master nodded in response to your question.
“How did you two manage to keep it a secret for so long?” Ryan exclaimed.
“Lots of sneaking around, though it does help when your partner has alien hearing that’s at least 10 times better than humans’.” You replied, smirking in a way that showed how much you liked showing off about The Master.
On the way back to the TARDIS Graham, Ryan and Yaz asked you quite a lot of questions, most of which you answered happily while holding The Master’s hand. Despite having watched the two of you for the past few weeks to make sure this wasn’t just another one of The Master’s schemes, The Doctor finally felt as though she could relax. You were safe, and both of you were happy, she was glad that The Master had managed to find someone who he could be himself around, someone who he could love. Stopping just outside the TARDIS doors, you turned back to look at her.
“You’re alright with this, yeah?”
“You’re happy?” The Doctor asked, addressing the both of you.
“Very.” You replied, while The Master simply looked down at you and nodded.
“Good, I’m happy for you - both of you.” She made sure to address The Master, who looked slightly surprised before he rolled his eyes at her.
“Now, movie night?” She suggested, gaining nods of approval from everyone.
It was going to take some getting used to, but The Doctor was truly happy for the both of you. Later that evening she looked over to see that you had both fallen asleep in each other’s arms, she smiled looking at the two of you, glad you had each other.
Take My Hand {Dhawan!Master x Reader}
Summary: You & The Master have history. But it never ends the way you want it to.
A/N: Will probably do a part two
Warnings: TPOTD Spoilers! I guess a slightly toxic relationship??? It’s the Master so… always toxic lol
You stood anxiously, finding yourself subconsciously biting your lip in anticipation. What the hell had he planned this time? Every time you’ve found yourself in his presence, he’d manage to lure you in, make you feel sorry for him, but then he’d ultimately betray your feelings and conceptions about him with trying to hurt the Doctor. Truth was, you understood somewhat how he felt. To not want to be you. To want to be greater, have more purpose, to be… More.
You’d been around the Doctor a long time. Not consistently, after choosing to walk away a few trips after the year that never was, back when she was a different person. But you’d often find yourself mixed up in the Doctors antics over the next few years of your life. You saw her when she was an older Scottish man, and when the current man on your mind was a she… Missy. You’d stuck around for a little while when the Doctor found himself alone after Clara. You’d become close with Missy. Friends you may have even said. Perhaps it was easier, purely because Missy felt completely different to the man you had to face when he was Saxon. Once again, you left, after sticking around for a few months, going back to your normal life. It was only a year or so later you found yourself in another situation involving the Doctor and her greatest enemy.
“Not dead then?” You raised a brow at the new face of the man in front of you. He was donning a dark purple jacket, tartan waist coat and trousers combo with a beard. He somehow looked put together, whilst keeping that crazed look in his eyes that told you he was as wild as years before. Smirking, he approached.
“I could say the same to you.” He looked you up and down. “I see time has been kind to you all these years.” You rolled your eyes at him, shaking your head.
“Stop. Whatever you’re planning, just don’t.” You said exasperatedly. “It never works. Why do it to yourself?” His smirk dropped, a darker gaze falling onto his features, his eyes boring into your own.
“Because I have nothing else to live for.”
Of course, you were right. His plan was foiled, as the Doctor defeated him again. You had tried, time and time again to get through to the man, but every time you felt you got a bit closer, you were pushed back multiple steps.
You thought about all those times, as you were brought out of your mind by a familiar sound. The whirring of the TARDIS echoed through the building as you found yourself rushing towards it. You looked to see a swarm of UNIT soldiers aiming their guns at the box, whilst Ace & Tegan stood on the stairs, and Kate ahead, ready to face the crazed man when he stepped out with the Doctor. After what felt like a life time, the door finally opened, as the familiar face you had been thinking about appeared… The Master. He was quickly grabbed by two of UNITs men. He looked around, scanning the building, a grin breaking out onto his face.
“Put him in the bunker.” Kate spoke, ordering her men. “Constant monitoring, full security detail.” The two soldiers walked him, as they followed their boss’ words.
“Ooh, the bunker! That sounds nice! I love a bunker!” The Master smiled, looking around. “Anybody want to join me? Bunk-up in the bunker?” He smirked as you watched from the sidelines. He suddenly turned to Kate, pulling on the two armed men. “Your dad was an idiot.” He commented to Kate as she stayed straight faced, ignoring his quip. The two guards pulled him back, continuing to walk with him, as his head snapped back round, his eyes landing on the two former companions who stood above him. “Oh, Tegan Jovanka! How's your Auntie Vanessa? Do you keep her in a little doll's house?” He commented, as she glared down at him.
“I'm going to enjoy watching you locked up in a tiny cell.” Tegan narrowed her eyes at him as he raised a brow.
“That's right, you tell me. And Ace!” His attention turned to the other woman. “Or should I say Dorothy? Didn't the Doctor ditch you? No? Little fallout with your Machiavellian maestro?” He taunted.
“Last time I saw you, you were half cat.” Ace raised a brow, as he shrugged.
“A man’s allowed to experiment.” He retorted, before his gaze finally landed on you. You looked at him with a softer expression than the others, but kept your arms folded over your chest, showing you weren’t afraid and ready to stand your ground.
“And (Y/N) (L/N)…” He gave a half smile. “Still holding onto the Doctors beck and call I see.” You stayed silent. “No? Nothing to say?” He sighed. “Well that’s boring.” Truth was, what could you say that you hadn’t already tried before. “Still,-“ He paused. “-looking as young as ever.” He commented as you raised a brow, before Kate cut him off.
“Take him away.” She ordered as the men dragged him towards the elevator.
“Yes, yes, take me away! You'll all feel safer then with me in the building. You're not staying, Doctor?” He called from inside the lift. “You're not going to leave them alone, are you... while you go Dalek hunting?” The Doctor didn’t reply, as the doors began to close. “Whoo!” Was the last thing the Master said before the doors sealed, sending him down to below the building. You finally let out a breathe you didn’t know you were holding.
“(Y/N), Ace, Tegan, I need you to stay here and monitor the Master. We won't be long.” The Doctor told you three as she turned to head back into her ship, you found yourself zoning out, turning as you headed back into Kates office.
A few minutes later, Ace & Tegan entered the room, seeing you watching the security camera of the bunker on the screen, watching as the Master paced around his cell, occasionally staring up directly into the camera above him. It was like he knew you were watching.
“We can take turns watching.” Ace commented as you snapped your head towards the voice, not even registering them enter. “I really thought I’d seen the last of him.”
“Yeah, well, he has a habit of coming back when you least expect it.” You replied as the two woman came round to stand beside you.
“How’d you meet him?” Tegan asked as you sighed.
“Many years ago. When the Doctor was still a he. The Master came to Earth, became Prime Minister… He managed to slaughter thousands of people, take over, but the Doctor reversed time. None of it ever happened to you.” You told them.
“That sounds like The Master.” Ace shook her head slightly.
“Then I met him again, when he was a she. Missy. But she was different, like she had more of a softer side. In her own wicked way of course.” Both women turned to you in surprise at that remark. “And then this one. With a cyber army not long ago.”
“Wow… You really had a lot of run ins then.” Tegan said as you nodded.
“I would’ve even said we were friends…” You muttered lowly, causing both woman again to look surprised. “But that was long ago now.” The two woman shared a look.
“Is there…” Ace began, unsure how to ask. “History?” She raised a brow as you scoffed lightly, shaking your head.
“Not like that.” You sighed. “Well, not in a conventional sense I suppose. He’s the Master. He doesn’t do feelings.” You looked back at the screen, seeing him once again staring directly at the camera. Silence fell between you all for a moment before you began walking away. “If I’m not back in ten minutes, come and get me.” You called over your shoulder as the two woman furrowed their brows, watching as you left.
This was stupid. Again. You found yourself running to him. You knew it wasn’t healthy. You knew you couldn’t change his mind. Yet here you were, heading down to face the man for what felt like the hundredth time. To try and empathise with him.
Entering the bunker, you approached the room he was being kept in, seeing two guards stood at the door.
“I need to speak to him.” You told them both as they looked at you, unsure. “Ten minutes. Kates orders.” They sent each other a look before one nodded, as they turned to unlock the door. You send them a nod as thanks as you entered, the door slamming shut behind you. The Master had his back to you, as you slowly approached.
“It’s like you couldn’t stay away…” The Master quipped, slowly turning as he looked at you with a smirk. “And what do I owe this pleasure of your presence?” He gestured around cell with his tied hands. “I would offer you to come in but…” He trailed off as his eyes scanned the cell bars.
“So what’s it this time?” You asked, as you stepped closer, only a foot away from the bars that held him. “Take over the planet? The solar system? The universe? Take down the Doctor? Fail again?” You raised a brow as he laughed.
“Ever so perceptive.” He furrowed his brows. “Do you really think so little of me?” He took a few steps forwards.
“Can you blame me?” You folded your arms. “I mean, every time I’ve met you, you’ve tried to do one or all of those things. Your track record isn’t exactly varied.” He nodded, slightly shrugging.
“I’ll give you that.” He said. “But I could say the same to you.” He raised a brow, as he stood a right in front of the bars in front of you. “Still running to the Doctor every time she clicks her fingers.” He lifted his hands to snap his own fingers together, before breaking out into a manic grin. “It’s sweet really. Your loyalty. Your… What’s the word?” He pursed his lips. “Ah that’s it. Patheticness.” You rolled your eyes.
“I came down here to talk, not to be insulted.” You went to turn away but jumped at the sound of his hands hitting the bars.
“Do not turn away your back on me!” The Master exclaimed, as your head whipped back round to him, slight fear in your eyes as his expression looked dark. “You have no idea.” He said quieter. “No idea-“ He spat. “Don’t even try to pretend you do.” You swallowed the lump in your throat as you found yourself turning back to face him. “Remember what I said to you… All those years ago…”
“We could run away.” Missy shrugged, as you shook your head at her words. “No, I mean it. Imagine it. Me and you, on the open road of time and space.”
“You mean me watching you cause chaos?” You laughed lightly.
“If chaos was to follow us, then so be it.” She smirked as you found yourself smiling. “I always wondered what it would be like to be the Doctor… have a little pet-“
“I’m not a pet!” You exclaimed, as she gave you a ‘come on’ look. “I’m not!”
“Ok, ok, fine!” She said exasperated. “Companion.” She air quoted as you raised a brow.
“Why?” You wondered aloud. “I mean, you’ve always been a lone wolf right? What’s changed?” Her gaze softened slightly as she sat back in her seat, reaching her hands out as she began to play the piano that sat before her.
“I don’t know.” She said truthfully. “Maybe it’s age. Maybe it’s boredom. Doing the same thing, over and over and over.” She paused, focusing on her playing. “Maybe it’s you.”
“Of course.” You said quietly, almost breathless. “But that was then. Before you did what you did.” He sighed, leaning his head on the cold bars. He then pulled his gaze back to you, slowly holding a hand through the bars as you peered down at it.
“All you have to do is take my hand.” He said quietly. “Please-“ He tried as you blinked, peering down at his open palm, you found yourself subconsciously reaching out with your own, slowly going to do as he asked… Suddenly, an alarm blared throughout the building, jolting you away, as your head spun round to the metal doors, rushing over as you banged on them, trying to get a response, but nothing. You turned back to him.
“What have you done?” You asked, as the man before you smirked. “Master!” You exclaimed, storming towards him. He laughed as you looked concerned.
“Unleashed hell.”
So … uh … I love this! Don’t think I can live without it😍
Does Your Mother Know? {Dhawan!Master x DoctorsDaughter!Reader}
Summary: You and the Master have always had a complex relationship. If you could even call it that… Forbidden fruit always tastes the sweetest after all…
A/N: Reader is of age. In Timelord sense… But I listened to ‘Does Your Mother Know’ by ABBA and just HAD to write this I- ajakjsiaja
Warnings: None, a little smooching
You're so hot, teasing me
So, you're blue, but I can't take a chance on a chick like you
That's something I couldn't do
“I should’ve known it was you.”
You said, raising a brow, turning on your heel to see the familiar face of The Master, grinning wildly at you as he stalked towards you. His eyes scanning you as you couldn’t help but feel like he was a bird of prey and you were his next victim.
“What gave it away?” The man asked, eyes narrowing slightly as he stood a few feet before you, hand on his hip.
“The shoddy wiring-“ You quipped as he simply smirked. You held the device in your hand he had planted, standing in the middle of an abandoned ballroom, where a mere few minutes ago you were telling the humans to run for their lives. “The boldness of it, the theatricality…” You continued, as you threw the now deactivated device down to the floor with a bang.
“You noticed.” He almost purred as you fought the urge to roll your eyes at him. “I had to get your attention somehow.”
“Most people simply use a phone…” You smirked as he let out a breathy laugh.
“Except I’m not most people, am I dear?” He took another step towards you. “Besides… Couldn’t have mummy dearest intercepting.” He pursed his lips as you bit your own. “Where is she by the way? Off with her little human pets?”
“You dragged me all the way to 1890 to ask about my mother?” You raised a brow, folding your arms as he clicked his tongue.
“You know why I dragged you here.” You hadn’t noticed how close he was to you, as he peered down at you, eyes dark and broody.
There's that look in your eyes
I can read in your face that your feelings are driving you wild
Ah, but girl, you're only a child
You simply rolled your eyes, as you rounded him, lightly bumping into his arm as you did so, causing him to shake his head slightly before reaching a hand out, turning with you as he gripped your arm to stop you from leaving.
“Leaving so soon?” He asked, tone low as you stared up at him. “How disappointing…”
“I’ve got things to do.” You simply told him, but didn’t fight his grip. You could feel your hearts beating in your chest as you stared at him.
“More important than little old me?” He smirked, a little flirtatious in tone. “I’m hurt.” He teased, furrowing his brows.
“Believe it or not, Master-“ You began, as he felt a rush go through him at the use of his name. “My world doesn’t revolve around you…” You breathed out as he laughed, shaking his head.
“Your heart beats suggest otherwise.” He said lowly, as you realised he’d moved his hand from your arm and to your wrist, as you peered down, quickly removing your arm from his grip. “Fine.” He sighed, taking a step back, allowing you to go. You gave him once last look before going to take your leave. After a few seconds, you stopped in your tracks as ballroom style music began to flood your ears. You let out a breath as you turned, seeing the Master stood in the middle of the floor, a record player turning in the corner. “Or… You could have a little fun.” He voiced, holding out a hand to you as you licked your lips. “Go on… Live a little.”
Well, I can dance with you, honey, if you think it's funny
Does your mother know that you're out?
And I can chat with you, baby, flirt a little maybe
Does your mother know that you're out?
Sighing to yourself, you gave in, slowly approaching the man as he watched intently, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
“One dance.” You told him sternly as he nodded, watching as you took his hand. His grip was soft and gentle, quite the opposite of him. But it always was when it came to you. His other hand came round to rest on your waist, as your own free hand planted itself on his shoulder. Eventually, you both began to move slightly to the music, as you fought the urge to stare at him, focusing your gaze elsewhere, looking round the room.
“What would your mother say?” The Master finally spoke, his words low. “You… Dancing with the enemy.” He purred out as you narrowed your eyes, finally catching his gaze.
“What she doesn’t know can’t hurt her.” You said softly, as he raised a brow in surprise at your words, a smirk appearing on his lips.
“Ooo-“ He let out. “Keeping secrets now are we? How Doctor of you…” You rolled your eyes slightly at his words. “Keeping me your sordid little secret…” He almost whispered as you swallowed the lump in your throat.
“There’s nothing to tell.” You simply replied as he tightened his grip ever so slightly on your waist, but you felt it. And he knew it.
“Really?” He breathed out.
“Yes.” You felt your voice waver slightly as he hummed, leaning his head back a little.
Take it easy (take it easy)
Better slow down, girl
That's no way to go
Does your mother know?
“Is that you trying to convince me or yourself?” The Master landed on, as you both stared at each other, the music fading out as you focused on him. You didn’t say a word. “Even after everything I’ve done… You still can’t bring yourself to hate me, dear.” It was true. You hated that he had this hold over you. But you couldn’t stop it. It felt like there was this pull, between you and him, no matter what he did or said. It was electric. “And I think we both know why…” You could feel his breath on your face as you peered up through your lashes at him.
“You’re just doing this… Because of The Doctor.” You told him quietly, as he let out a soft scoff.
“Still so suspicious.” He whispered. “Very wise of you.” You could feel yourself subconsciously getting closer to him, feeling his chest against your own as you moved your hand on his shoulder, closer to his neck. “What if I told you, you’re just a pawn in my game?” He asked as you bit your lip. “A way to get to The Doctor… To bring her down…” His grip tightened once again on your waist as he held you even closer, which you didn’t think was possible. “Would you let me?”
“No.” You breathed out, eyes blinking.
“Do you think you have a choice?” There was no emotion behind his voice, it was a simple question.
I can see what you want
But you seem pretty young to be searching for that kind of fun
So maybe I'm not the one
Before you could say anything, his lips had crashed into your own. You absentmindedly moved your hand to the nape of his neck as you held him closer. It felt right, it felt exciting, it felt… Real. After what felt like only a few seconds, he pulled away, his hand coming to rest on your cheek as he let his forehead lean against your own.
“Now there’s definitely something to keep secret…”
Well, I can dance with you, honey, if you think it's funny
Does your mother know that you're out?
And I can chat with you, baby, flirt a little maybe
Does your mother know that you're out?
Sacha Dhawan in Last Tango in Halifax series one episode one
oh. i just found out that the writer of the vincent van gogh doctor who episode wrote it as a tribute to his sister.
☆ dw asks ☆
1. how would you die/leave if you were a companion?
2. what’s your favorite moment with your least-favorite doctor?
3. what’s your least-favorite moment with your favorite doctor?
4. who’s wardrobe would you steal?
5. if you had to take the form of one non-humanoid alien permanently, which one would you chose?
6. favorite motif or reoccurring theme in the show?
7. which doctor is not necessarily your favorite but is the doctor you’d most like to travel with or the doctor you think you’d get along the best with?
8. which villain actually scares you the most?
9. which villain can you not take seriously at all?
10. what’s one conversation you wish you could have or question you wish you could ask a doctor who character?
11. what’s a conflict or misunderstanding you wish you could clear up between two doctor who characters?
12. what’s a headcanon that you forget isn’t actually canon?
13. what’s a piece of canon that you completely disregard whenever you come across it?
14. what’s a song or piece of writing that you associate with a character/story arc/relationship on the show?
15. is there a plot line that has ended but that you wish had been expanded on?
16. is there a character you feel is generally misunderstood by the fandom?
17. do you read dw fanfic? if so, do you have any recommendations?
18. what other piece of media would you recommend to fans of doctor who?
19. nuwho gets a designated one f-bomb per season. who gets to use it and when?
20. what’s one hope you have for upcoming doctor who content?
31 Fics of Fright
Day 18- The Hunter’s Moon
Dhawan!Master X Reader
Prompt: Full Moon
Notes: Yes, i did in fact get inspired from the Ghost song. I also loved getting to use my witchy knowledge in this one. The moon truly rocks! Also a bit more dialogue orientated than my usual stuff. At least to me it is. Today has been busy!
Warnings: Suggestive language.
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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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“Sexy Seismology Professor” is definitely the most accurate title! 😂
I need to write some Professor!Dhawan!Master fics.
Should I make up an alias, just call him O, or just call him The Professor.
Or was he called something special as this persona in The Power Of The Doctor and I just missed it.
These are the last 24h with Jodie as the doctor.
Reblog to give to the person you reblogged this from hot chocolate and a comfort blanket
here's the thing: I believe tobias forge himself can throw a baseball just fine, but if he wants to stay in character as papa? he's going to have to embarass himself on live television. he's going to have to throw the most pitiful pitch imaginable and I will not stand for anything less
If the Master is russias greatest love machine is that a canon confirmation that he fucks?
I mean that’s the logical conclusion right?!?
A Day With You
(Part 1 | Part 2)
Pairing: Dh!Master x Autistic!Reader
Word Count: 2800
Summary: The Master and the reader spend a day together, and some feelings finally come to light.
Warnings: Mild self-deprecating language
A/N: Sorry this took so long but my teachers decided to give me lots of tests this past week. Also, requests are open 😄
Ever since you had told The Master you’re autistic, travelling with him had definitely become easier. Of course, it wasn’t completely smooth sailing, but he had started to accommodate for your sensory issues and you appreciated it. Also, you were pretty sure that he had done some research on autism as he had started to ask about and help with things that you had never mentioned to him.
For example, he was currently cooking you breakfast, after finding you stuck in your bed already exhausted from getting dressed that morning. He had asked if you were alright, and immediately understood what was happening when you had grumbled about executive dysfunction. The Master had gently helped you along to the kitchen, and sat you down at the breakfast bar before starting to cook your favourite breakfast meal for you.
Sitting and watching him cooking caused a warm feeling in your chest. When the two of you spent time together like this, you could almost pretend that he loved you too.
You were pulled out of your thoughts when a plate was placed down in front of you, quickly followed by a cup of tea. Smiling up at him, you murmured a tired ‘thank you’ before digging in. Surprisingly, he sat down next to you with his own plate and started eating as well. The two of you only tended to share meals together when you were out exploring alien planets, and you had rarely seen him eat when on the TARDIS.
Not wanting to scare him off, you continued to eat your breakfast in silence, trying not to over think the situation. He had finished his meal before you, so as soon as you had finished your tea he was already placing your cup, cutlery and plate into the dishwasher.
“You feel like leaving the TARDIS today, or would you prefer to stay in and rest?” The Master asked you, leaning on the worktop in front of you to get your attention.
“I could do a short trip out, get some fresh air. Nothing too adventurous though.” You gave him a slightly awkward smile and hoped that the blush on your face, that had been caused by his intensive care of you, wasn’t too noticeable.
“Good, I was thinking we could go to this little planet in the Pegasus Galaxy called Mipra.” He started to walk out of the kitchen and you quickly got up to follow him.
“The people there aren’t anywhere near advancing to space travel yet, but one of their cities has a brilliant marketplace that I thought you would enjoy. It’s quite similar to Earth in a lot of ways, but they sell things you won’t be able to find anywhere else this side of the universe.” Listening to him monologue instantly made you smile, and you were very glad that he was looking at where he was going rather than you. “Also, I’ve already checked and it shouldn’t be bad for your senses - but I already have an exact time to go so that the market won’t be busy.”
Oh yeah, he’d also been doing that recently. Every place you went to he made sure to check that the planet’s atmosphere wouldn’t be too much for you like it had been on Zacrypso. Honestly it had only made you fall more in love with him, as he had been the first person to ever care about you enough to do that. You tried not to read too far into it though, as he was probably doing it because he felt guilty.
Soon enough the two of you had landed on the planet, and he was holding open the door for you. The city that you had landed in reminded you of pictures that you had seen of Old Town in Stockholm. Every building was its own unique colour, but they were saturated enough that it wasn’t too bright for you.
Every street that you could see was lined with various shops and market stalls selling a range of objects - most of which you hadn’t ever seen before. There was a grin on your face as you looked back to The Master, who was giving you a small smile.
Turning back to face the beautiful marketplace, you strided towards the closest cluster of stalls, eager to investigate whatever they were selling.
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The Master hadn’t been able to keep the smile off of his face as he followed you around the marketplace. He was very content to simply watch as you investigated the various trinkets each stall was offering, occasionally choosing something to buy. He also made sure to stand behind you and look menacing whenever someone looked like they were going to try and scam you, very pleased at the fear on their faces when they saw him.
Watching you, he realised how fascinated you could be by the simplest of things, and how you had a tendency to gravitate towards the items that looked like they were half-broken out of pity. The Master thought it was adorable.
As the two of you wandered down another alleyway, he noticed that you took a wide girth to avoid a stall. Upon further inspection, he noticed that the stall was selling various types of fish, and he made a mental note of your aversion to the smell.
Ever since you had told him about being autistic, The Master had tried to discover anything that you didn’t like so that he could protect you from them in the future. It had been a couple of months since he had taken you to Zacrypso, but he still felt guilty despite your insistence otherwise. He also hadn’t made another attempt to woo you since then, and instead he had tried to squash his feelings for you down so far that he would forget they even exist.
Unfortunately, you seemed to thwart his efforts simply by being yourself. Everything you did made his hearts race faster, and he was glad for this regeneration’s darker complexion, as otherwise you would have definitely caught onto his feelings by now. For example, you were currently telling him all about a little blue plant that you had bought from a vendor while he had been buying drinks. Half the information you were telling him was completely incorrect but he wasn’t going to bother correcting you because of how enthusiastic you were. He loved the way you held the little plant as though it was the most precious item you had ever owned.
“I’ve decided I’m going to name her Cerulean, cause of her colour.” You told him with a definitive nod, and he was lucky that your words had baffled him enough that he didn’t melt at your expression.
“Her?”
“Yep, I know most plants don’t tend to have a gender, but this one feels like a ‘her’ to me.” You told him with a shrug.
“Why name it then? ” He couldn’t help but be curious, unsure as to whether this was just a you thing or a human thing.
“Well it’s a plant, they’re living things, they deserve names.” You tilted you head as you addressed him, as though it was impossible for you to imagine not naming the plant.
“You’re adorable.” The words slipped out of his mouth before he really had time to think, but he didn’t let his panic show, focusing on your reaction instead.
His hearts warmed slightly when you went from shocked at what he had said to flustered within seconds. You were now avoiding his gaze by staring at the floor, but he could see the smile on your blushing face. He was just about able to hear the mumbled ‘thanks’ before he decided it was best to lead you on down the alley.
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You had enjoyed your morning out on Mipra, the planet had been close enough to Earth that you didn’t feel disoriented, yet you were still able to experience alien culture with the marketplace. One downside was that the majority of food they had on offer was seafood - or at least it looked that way - and none of it had particularly appealed to you, so The Master had suggested you head back to the TARDIS for lunch.
As soon as you passed through the doors you started to notice just how tired you were, and you knew that you probably wouldn’t be able to gather enough energy to go back out to the planet after lunch. Luckily, you knew that The Master wouldn’t mind, so you happily followed him into the kitchen for the second time that day, taking the same seat that you had that morning and placing down the various knick-knacks you had bought onto the counter.
You didn’t even know what half of what you bought was, but you knew that none of it was dangerous since The Master had stepped in whenever he saw you eying up anything that could have harmed you. As you inspected all of your items, paying close attention to Cerulean, your mind wandered back to earlier. More specifically, you were replaying the moment that The Master had called you adorable for what was probably the 100th time by now, and you felt your face heating up yet again.
You must have zoned out because the next thing you knew The Master was asking you what sauce you wanted on the pasta you hadn’t notice him cooking. Brining yourself back to reality you managed to answer before he got too suspicious.
Luckily for you, The Master didn’t try to initiate conversation while you were eating, giving you time to push the moment from earlier out of your mind and focus back on reality completely.
“Do you feel up to going back to the market?” He asked once you had both finished your meals.
“I don’t think I have enough energy for that, but we could do something in the TARDIS if you wanted?” You suggested, hoping that he wouldn’t chose TARDIS repairs over spending time with you.
“Sure, what do you have in mind?” He addressed you with an unreadable look, which made you slightly nervous.
“Uh, I mean do you have any board games or video games? We could play some of them?”
“That sounds good, I think I have some board games in the library.” He told you, getting up from his seat to head in that direction, causing you to do the same.
You weren’t quite sure why he was spending all this time with you, but you had noticed him doing it more often recently. When you had started travelling with him he would often close himself away from you by working on his TARDIS, or planning out ways to overthrow planets. Nowadays, he seemed to chose spending time with you over doing those activities more often than not. You couldn’t deny that you appreciated it, as you loved to spend the time with him.
Contrary to what most would believe, he was actually pretty laid back the majority of the time, and he tended to go along with whatever you wanted to do. Though he would always leave you alone to rest if you needed it.
Since Zacrypso the two of you had gotten a lot closer, and your feelings from him had grown as well. At times like these, when he seemed so dedicated to you, you couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he felt the same way. Those feelings had been easily bushed aside when you realised that The Master probably had some ulterior motive for anything the two of you did together, but you were finding it much more difficult for you to justify his actions without coming to the conclusion that he cared for you.
Like how the last time he had gone on a solo mission - normally the ones that he deemed too dangerous for a human to go on - and he had come back with a new stim toy for you. He also always made sure that you bought your ear defenders along with you whenever he was planning to cause some explosions.
You had been so lost in thought that you didn’t notice you were in the library until The Master caught your attention, showing off a range of board games and asking you to pick. Half of the games he owned you hadn’t even heard of, so you decided the best option was to choose the Game of Life and let The Master choose the other.
The two of you ended up playing games for hours, and at some point it had evolved into casual conversation, sitting next to each other on the floor of the library with the remnants of your games strewn out over the coffee table. As he laughed at something you had said, you felt yourself enticed by his image, unable to tear your eyes away from his face. He was beautiful and ethereal, and somehow he was convinced that out of everyone in the universe, you were the one worth spending his time with.
“Thank you, for today, it was lovely.” You told him, still staring at him.
“There’s no need to thank me, I’d do this for you anytime, dear.” He replied, turning to face you with a soft smile.
“Why?”
“Why?”
“I’m just a human, why would you do anything for me?” You felt small when you asked the question, baring all of your weaknesses for The Master to see.
“But you’re not just a human, you’re so much more than the rest of them, at least to me. You’re no where near as annoying as the rest of your species, not to mention that you’re clever enough to keep up with over half of what I say. You’re also pretty funny, I like your jokes and sarcasm, even if any sarcasm in return can fly over your head.” As he was speaking, he seemed to be studying your face, as though he too couldn’t tear his eyes away. “I find you so endearing, and I actually like spending time with you, which is more than I can say for the rest of the universe. Also, you’re absolutely beautiful, not just in looks but in your outlook on the world as well.”
At his words you could feel your face heating up, especially when his last sentence finally made sense in your mind.
“You think I’m beautiful?”
“Of course, I always have.” The look he gave you was so genuine that you knew he couldn’t be lying. “Can I tell you something y/n?”
“Yes, Master.”
“I think I’m in love with you, actually I know I am. I’ve known for quite a while now but I’ve been too worried about how you would react.” He had turned away from you know, focusing on the carpet’s intricate designs. “But spending this day with you, I realised that I can’t hide these feelings any longer. If you want me to just drop you off at home I’ll understand.”
His voice had gotten quieter and more unsure as he went on, and he had begun to shrink in on himself.
Without thinking you reached your hand out to hold his, intertwining your fingers. He gave a small gasp and looked up, his deep brown eyes meeting yours in an intense gaze. If he was any other person you wouldn’t be able to hold this eye contact, if he was any other person you wouldn’t have been able to even hold his hand. He wasn’t any other person though, he was The Master, and you loved him.
“I love you too.” You told him with a shaky breath and a wide grin, scared about the vulnerability but oh so happy that you had finally said those words out loud.
His mouth fell open in shock, before turning into a grin that matched yours, and you found yourself struggling to not melt into a puddle right then. Slowly, giving you time to get away, he reached out his free hand to cup your face. Then, somehow even slower, he started to pull your face towards his. You closed your eyes, hoping to sway some of your nerves by not looking at him, though it didn’t help much.
When your lips finally touched, it felt so soft, and intimate. Though somehow it also managed to feel completely electrifying at the same time. You allowed yourself to fall fully into his embrace, as he moved his hand to grip around your waist and pull you in further.
Eventually, you had to break for air, and once you did you leant your forehead on his shoulder. Your face was flushed and your breath was still struggling to come, but you were smiling and he was holding you. Looking up to him, you felt an overwhelming sense of safety and love, and you knew that no matter what the future held for the two of you, everything would be alright if he was by your side.