I’m Going To Post My Christmas Fics Soon, But The New Doctor Who Trailer Has Me Feeling Some Tennant

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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.

Borrowed Black Hoodie

Simm!Master x Reader

Summary - The reader finds The Master’s hoodie and he doesn’t have the heart to ask for it back.

Warnings - nothing, just fluff

Word Count - 957

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. I’m making this a fic about my personal AU where The Doctor didn’t regenerate, and he and The Master travelled together post-EOT. This is just my maladaptive daydream since I was ten and I need it.

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The Master grumbled under his breath as he sauntered into the library. The Doctor had just taunted him about his crush on you, said crush which The Master always denied having. Yet, the old Time Lord found himself seeking you out whenever The Doctor got like this The Master could complain about his old friend to you. Today was no different. The Master knew that you would be in the library, because you often lounged there, and he was so excited to rant to you. However, when he found you in a comfy chair by the roaring fire you were fast asleep. 

Initially, upon seeing you, The Master wished to wake you up. His rant about The Doctor’s crazy theories needs to be heard after all. But when he looked at you, so comfy and unaware and innocent. The Master couldn’t bring himself to wake you up just because of his own selfish reasons. So, instead, he did everything he could to make you more comfortable.

 The Master searched for a blanket within the vast library and finally, he saw one. The Master brought it back to where you were and placed it over you. The Master stood back and looked at you. You still didn’t look as comfortable as you could. So he fetched yet another blanket and tucked you snuggly into both. 

The Master, then, was about to leave, but that still didn’t feel just right. He felt a growing warmth of sentimentality flow through him. He knew what he would have to do, not just because the Time Lord wanted to be possessive over you, but because he had to make sure that his, hopefully, future partner was warm. The Master sighed dramatically and shuffled out of his old and well-worn hoodie. He placed the item of clothing over the blankets. In your sleep-filled state, you unknowing cuddled the hoodie closer to yourself. The Master stared at you longingly for a moment as another warm feeling spread through his hearts. Upon realizing how real his feelings for you were, however, The Master rushed out of the library to deal with his feelings alone.

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You woke up randomly. Fragments of a dream about The Master floated through your head as you tried to place your surroundings. The library. That’s where you were. Yes, you remembered reading a new book a couple of hours ago. You had known that you should have gone back to your room, given how tired you were, but you were so enraptured by the story you were consuming that you just couldn’t stop. At least, The TARDIS lit a fire for you in your sleep. 

You then noticed the blankets on top of you and the black hoodie you were cuddling. You didn’t remember those being here with you when you had fallen asleep. When did those get here? Despite your initial confusion, you shrugged the well-loved hoodie, that mostly smelled of smoke, over your head and made your way out of the library. You stumbled from the library toward your room. However, in your tiredness, you were unaware of The TARDIS changing the halls around. You were confused again when you walked into the console room, but you tried to just focus on your cosy awaiting bed and not the curious eyes of your two alien travelling companions.

“Y/n, is everything alright?” The Doctor asked from the far side of the console. The Master glared at this interaction, mostly because The Doctor forced his old friend to stay in the console room with him while he did some research, but also just general jealousy over your friendship with The Doctor.

“Yes, I just fell asleep in the library. So, I was going to head to my room.”

“Well, have a good night.” The Doctor smiled at you before catching a jealous look from The Master

“Goodnight, Master. Goodnight, Doctor.” This caught The Master’s attention. You said goodnight to him first despite him not saying a word to you. Maybe The Doctor’s teasing was telling the truth when he said that you indeed like The Master.

 He waved a sweet goodnight to you and then watched as you sleepily stumbled through the halls toward your room. He wondered if he should run up behind you and carry you the rest of the way. The Master didn’t want you stumbling, falling, or hurting yourself in your tired state.

“Isn’t that your hoodie?” The Doctor commented once you were far enough away from the console room. The Master nodded.

“Then why didn’t you ask for it back?” The Master missed The Doctor’s knowing smirk as he continued to watch over you protectively.

“They’re barely awake. Why would I want to make them uncomfortable when they are hardly even conscious?” The Master turned and glared at his old friend. He was getting incredibly close to throwing a shoe at the Doctor’s head.

“You just want to see them in something of yours.”

“Do not!”

“Don’t lie! You’re the most possessive Time Lord I know!”

“And you are the most possessive Time Lord I know!” 

The Doctor huffed and rolled his eyes; fighting back would have been nonsensical given how argumentative the two of them usually were, and The Doctor sensed that things seemed to be clearer in The Master’s mind now.

 The Doctor moved around the console and plotted out some coordinates. However, he couldn’t help but sneak a couple of glances at the clearly lovesick Master staring protectively at you as you finally made it to your room. The Doctor really needed to get the two of you together before his head exploded. He couldn’t stand to watch this oblivious back-and-forth mutual pining game you and The Master played with each other.

Safety Over Teamwork

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - After spending months spying and plotting, The Master is discovered. Now he has to fight off multiple alien officials that he had been double-crossing. You want to help him, but The Master refuses your help no matter how determined you are.

Based On This Request - Anonymous said - Hello how are you? I would like to please request a dhawan!master x reader request where the Master has to go and do something dangerous but he doesn’t want you going with them, they need to make it so you stay in the TARDIS. (Maybe the Master has tried to hypnotise the reader and the reader has said something like “I know what you’ll do if I look into your eyes.”) Maybe he could trick the reader into being hypnotised or use another method to keep the reader safe. Have a great night/day. P.s If you’re not comfortable then I understand

Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, me making up alien species, some suggestive material, and hypnotism without consent

Word Count - 3587

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by a lovely anon. I wrote this with the intent of it being read as a pre-established relationship, but you can read it however you wish. I hope that you enjoy!

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The Master had been engaged in an intergalactic campaign against the supreme leader of the Limaxx galaxy for a couple of months now. He had involved himself in the war, initially, for fun, as The Master would often do when it came to more violent events in history. He was having a great time playing spy on all sides of the conflict. That was until his spycraft was discovered. Now, The Master had to lie and manipulate, and maybe even murder, just to get out of this situation unscathed. 

Lying, manipulating, and murdering were very on brand for The Master, however, that was not his goal in entering the intergalactic conflict. He had originally gotten involved in the conflict after he had read about it in a book and then he wanted to experience the war for himself without the antiquated and pompous rhetoric of a historian coaching him through the Limaxx Galaxy War. The Master loved to read, but such a unique conflict like the Limaxx Galaxy War had to be experienced first-hand and not through the pages of a book, at least, that was The Master’s opinion regarding situations such as these. 

Despite wanting to have fun around the Universe, The Master had been trying to keep a lower profile throughout time and space in comparison to how he had acted in the past and in comparison, to his previous regenerations. Now, unlike then, he had someone he needed to protect from his reputation. The Master had you now. You were all he had, actually; the only good thing The Master had in a very long time. And keeping you safe from The Doctor and all of his enemies was the least The Master could do to protect you, along with generally caring for you in other situations. 

But, of course, The Master couldn’t just have a fun experience, could he? Something bad just had to happen. Of course, The Master would get too close to the conflict and the high-power players in the war and, like Icarus, fail due to his ego. You shouldn’t get hurt because of The Master’s ego, though. So, The Master had to do something potentially drastic in order to protect you. He didn’t know what that drastic decision might be, but as long as you would safe, The Master would do anything for you.

A night or two after The Master was discovered by a top general of the Limaxx Army, he returned to The TARDIS with a large gash on his shoulder and chest. It was easily healable, so he wasn’t too worried. But he used this injury as an excuse to plan an extensive counterattack and many, many backup attacks and plans and schemes in order to win this war for mostly himself but also the opponents of The Limaxx supporters. 

The Master hadn’t finished the book about the Limaxx Galaxy War. So, he very well might be the victor written within the text, but the contents of the book were soon a passing thought in The Master’s mind. As soon as you appeared in The Master’s study, fear was ever present on your face. The Master’s mind quickly began to echo your fear because you were involved now. And that just made everything more serious and more messy and potentially, if everything went horribly wrong, more heartbreaking.

“Master!” You ran to The Time Lord as soon as you regained presence of mind after the initial shock of seeing The Master shirtless and bloody. You were upset and trying to help, but The Master was already healed. He grabbed your frantic hands and put on a tone of authority even though his mind was racing with worry, similar to yours.

“Just go back to bed, Y/n. Everything is okay. Everything will be okay.” The Master didn’t want to explain any of this to you, at least not in this way. If this, being a bloody mess after a botched assassination attack, was an interesting anecdote that he told you over a romantic dinner, then he would absolutely love to tell you the story of the Limaxx Conflict and how he was victorious. But this? He did not want to tell you like this.

This was a moment that The Master had feared would happen ever since he had invited you into his time and spaceship, that you would find out about the dangers of the Universe while The Master was currently facing them. His ego, again, got the best of The Master because he never prepared for a moment like this even though he feared that it would happen. You were Human, how could you possibly understand the seriousness of a situation like this? You would want to get involved; The Master could sense your need to help already. The Master needed to stop this now. He needed to defuse your good-natured need to help and stall his full explanation of what he really got up to when you were asleep for after he dealt with the Limaxx Galaxy War.

“Okay? Master, you’re covered in blood! How is that okay?”

“It’s someone else's.” The Master blurt out without thinking.

“Oh really? On your chest? Even though I can clearly see the rip in your shirt, vest, and coat? Master, what happened?” The Master shook his head. He wasn’t thinking clearly which was bad. Very, very bad. So, he took a deep breath and removed himself from you to wash his dried blood from his torso in the bathroom of his study.

While The Master cleaned himself, and then sought out a clean, undamaged, shirt to wear, he briefly explained what he thought you would understand. He told you about how he discovered the conflict, and then how he got involved in the war. Then he explained how he became a bit careless and was discovered spying and helping multiple sides of the conflict. The Limaxx Army and monarchy were much more willing to execute him than some of the other sides, but he was still in mind-numbing amounts of trouble that the Master would have to dig himself out of. Finally, The Master emphasised how he also needed to ensure that you were safe in his TARDIS while he dealt with all of this galactic mess. Though, he didn’t appear to successfully get his final point across to you.

“This is very important. You will be staying here, while I-”

“What! No, Master, I’m coming with you.” You couldn’t believe that The Master would just leave you behind when his life was at risk.

“I need you to stay here, Y/n.” The Master placed his hands on your shoulders, but you shifted out of his grasp.

“No, I want to help you!”

“It’s not safe for you there. You saw what happened to me, do you want that or something worse to happen to you? Do you want to die? Is that what you want?” The Master raised his voice in frustration and then pinched the bridge of his nose once he realised how petulant he sounded. You gave The Master some distance, sitting down on a partially cluttered sofa. You waited for The Master to calm down before trying to make your point again.

“All I want to do is help you. I know that you will keep me safe, but I need to keep you safe, too.” The Master sighed, a hint of anger intermingled with his delight at your devotion. 

The Master loved your determination, how you were never afraid of him and would always fight for your position. But this situation was different than a little tiff about Human music or where to go out to eat or what the temperature within The TARDIS should be. This was a situation far more dangerous than you could comprehend, mostly due to The Master’s own protectiveness, and how he wanted to keep you like this. He wanted to keep you innocent and safe and away from harm for as long as he possibly could. The Master knew what he would have to do in order to keep you safe, even though it might kill him seeing you upset with him after the fact.

“This is not like that. It’s too dangerous. I need you to stay here so I have someone to clean my wounds for me when I return.” The Master walked forward, leaned down in front of you, and patted your knee reassuringly. His tone was soft, too soft, suspiciously so. The Master looked up at you with his big amber eyes. They were big and round and pleading. In other circumstances, you enjoyed seeing The Master’s softer moments, but, as The Master said many times, this conflict was serious and deadly. The Master’s attitude shifted too quickly causing your mind to question his new actions. You had a feeling in your gut about what The Master was about to do. So, you slapped your hand over The Master’s eyes and turned away from the Time Lord.

“Don’t do that!” You exclaimed.

“Do what?!” The Master questioned. His tone was still jovial and lighthearted, though you could trace a hint of frustration in the back of his voice.

“Look into my eyes!”

“Why can’t I look into the eyes of my love before this trying adventure?” You felt The Master remove your hand from his face and then creep his hands up and around your waist. The pads of his thumbs began to rub forceful circles into the flesh of your waist. You continued to face away from him but you could feel The Master staring you down and daring you to break.

The Master’s presence was distracting enough, but his use of the word ‘love’ almost made you lightheaded and willing to do whatever he said. You could tell that he was trying to manipulate you into staying in The TARDIS, but you wished that his affections were real. Maybe if you were positive that his feelings for you were real, then, maybe, you would stay willingly. But you needed to prove that you weren’t just a pathetic Human that could be used for fun at The Master’s every whim. You needed to stay strong. 

“I know what you’ll try to do if I look into your eyes, Master. You’re going to try to hypnotise me into staying behind. So, guess who’s not going to do that?” You leapt up from your seat, quickly dodging The Master’s wanting hands, and moved to leave the room. You heard The Master sigh behind you again (he had been doing that a lot today), but you didn’t turn around.

“Why must you be so stubborn?!” The Master pouted in an exhausted manner. 

“You’re one to talk!” You retorted back to the alien as you stood by the door of the study, your back still facing The Master. 

“Please, Y/n. This will be incredibly dangerous for me, let alone you. I need you to be safe for me. I have no idea what I would do with myself if you got hurt because of me, or worse.” If you had turned around at that moment, you would have seen The Master lounging, outstretched, almost seductively, on the floor while looking up at you with pleading eyes. With the look he was giving you, you might have agreed with him and stayed behind, as long as he stayed with you just a bit longer in that position before returning to the battle. But you must have turned around and given into The Master’s begging tone in a different universe. In this universe, though, you would continue to stand your ground.

“I can handle myself, Master.” You finally spoke before briskly leaving The Master to wallow and worry in his messy study.

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The eyes were incredibly vulnerable, yet enticing, parts of most species' bodies. Because of this vulnerability, that is why The Master chose hypnosis through eye contact most often. It was faster and to random people he hypnotised it often terrified them more. With you, though, quiet relaxing hypnosis sessions were common, like when he helped you get to sleep on troubling nights. It was one of the ways The Master showed his love to you. Being forthcoming with his power to completely corrupt or terrify you but never doing so, actually being kind and respectful, was such an intimate idea to him, He hurt him greatly knowing that he would have to hypnotise you in a manner that he never had before, but this was still all for your protection. So, it didn’t bother him as much as it probably should. However, with you being so stubborn, The Master would have to use other forms of telepathy and hypnosis in order to protect you.

Touch telepathy was a viable option. The Master was a little rusty with this type of hypnosis, though, especially in this regeneration, due to how isolated he had been in this life and the fact that he wasn’t as touchy as he was before. Except for you, of course, with you The Master was probably more affectionate than he had ever been in his life. The Master had only used touch telepathy on you once before, though, but that was during an hour or so long massage after a particularly gruelling trip. If The Master had an hour or two, then he could successfully hypnotise you through touch as he had before. You would not be that easily tricked, though, especially not after The Master’s first attempt to hypnotise you was discovered. Was he that obvious? Maybe he could successfully hypnotise you if he put a bit more effort into it. Or maybe he could just loosen you up before finally locking eyes with you. Either way, you would need multiple doses of hypnotism before The Master would be able to return to the conflict he started.

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The Master slowly and calmly walked up behind you while you prepared your favourite warm beverage. He took a deep breath and then ghosted his fingers down your spine. The Master could feel how determined you were. So, The Master stepped closer to you, his torso pressed tightly against your back, and then stroked your arms up and down soothingly. More physical contact would aid in his attempts to hypnotise you.

“Are you going to the library to read?” The Master asked after a moment of breathing in your presence. Your mind was just as strong-willed as ever. You were a tough opponent, weren’t you?

“Yes. That is, until you wise up and let me join you on this little adventure.” You retorted coldly. 

The Master dropped his head onto your shoulder defeatedly. He really didn’t want to hypnotise you in this way, in such an improper way. The manner in which he saved for his enemies: without consent. Because The Master liked you, and now that the two of you had been travelling together and growing closer and more trusting of each other, The Master preferred to hypnotise you consensually. Whenever you had a rough day, he would calm you down via hypnosis. If you had nightmares, he would hypnotise you to sleep. And, of course, The Master had suggested (and had made many plans consisting of) experimenting with romantic and sexual hypnotism. But this was completely different. Why couldn’t you just listen to him so he wouldn’t have to do this?

The Master pulled the collar of your shirt to the side and began kissing your shoulder with his soft lips. With every kiss, you felt a numbing jolt rush to your head. It felt so nice and calm and dreamy, and you could feel the rush enticing you to a land of peaceful sleep. When The Master hummed against your pulse point your mind finally fought against him and cleared briefly. You straightened your back with clarity. The Master was trying to hypnotise you again!

“Are you really trying to hypnotise me, again?” You barked in frustration.

“No …” The Master mumbled into your brain.

“Really? Because it feels like you are.” You mentally shot back.

“If you would just listen to me and stay in The TARDIS, then I wouldn’t have to hypnotise you into doing what I want.”

“Get Out.” You growled in response. 

The Master huffed defeatedly but telepathically left your mind. He then exited The TARDIS kitchen with a new plan already forming in his mind.

A couple of hours later, The Master set up an elaborate set of mirrors, bouncing reflections off of each other. It was a bit juvenile and Human, but The Master knew that tricking you in this way would actually be successful. Knowing you when you got stubborn, The Master was certain that you would eventually come out to try and find him and try to convince him that you were correct. You just needed him to see your position. And eventually, like clockwork, you came wandering out from the library directly into The Master’s trap. 

You looked around, confused. Why were there so many mirrors out? You walked through the hallway close to the ballroom where The Master often lounged in dramatically, but then you locked eyes with The Master through an elaborate mirror.

“No!” You screamed before sleepiness overtook your mind and then fell onto the floor of the TARDIS. In your sleepy haze, you saw a blurred image of The Master walking up to you. Then he picked you up in his strong arms. You groaned in annoyance, but you couldn’t stop your head front lolling onto The Master’s shoulder.

“How are you feeling?” The Master looked you over, making sure he didn’t overdo his hypnotism. It wasn’t likely, due to the reflections of the mirrors dulling the effects, but he needed to make sure of what he did because he was doing this to you.

“You’re a meanie.” You tried to swipe at The Master’s nose but you underestimated the distance in your haze and didn’t even reach his face. 

“Yep! That’s me. Big ol’meanie Master just trying to protect his companion and the love of his life from any harm. How horribly mean of me to do that! Unbelievable.” The Master chuckled at you in this state. He had seen you exhausted before, and this was a perfect imitation. You finally were safe, and you would soon be asleep, so there was nothing for him to worry about anymore. 

“Love …” You hummed, intrigued, but completely out of your mind. The Master hummed, too, suddenly more aware of how many times he had used that word when referring to you today, seemingly absentmindedly. One thing that Humans and Gallifreyans had in common was the fact that ‘love’ was an incredibly powerful word not to be used lightly. But was The Master actually using it lightly, or did he really mean what he said? He assumed that it was the latter, but he would consider that option more thoroughly while he was murdering his way through the Limaxx Galaxy War.

“Part of me hopes that you will forget this but the other part of me hopes that you will remember. Which shall it be, my little Human?” The Master leaned down to whisper darkly into your face. Your eyes were fully closed now, directly on the brink of sleep.

“I’ll remember out of spite.” You slurred your words, but your sentiment was powerfully mixed within your tone. The Master just found your antics humorous in the most loving way.

“I guess we will see when I come back to you, then. Though, I will happily encourage you to be spiteful.” The Master’s dark chuckle reverberated throughout your mind.

Finally, The Master carried you into your shared room and delicately tucked you into bed. Your body was limp and completely melted into the plush of the decadent mattress. 

“I’ll be back as soon as possible, my love. Just have a little nap. Then when you wake up, I will be back, and we can do whatever you want.” The Master whispered into your ear. 

“No. I’m mad at you, now.” You pouted into the soft covers. 

Sleep had practically overtaken your mind at this point, but you were still trying to hold onto the last ropes of your waking reality. The Master had to admire that. You were stronger than he thought you were. With some training and preparation, you probably could overthrow worlds and galaxies alongside him if you were so inclined to do so, or you could potentially surpass him in hypnosis and telepathic abilities and give him a run for his money if that was more your style. Either way, The Master definitely found is equal in you. He was certain of it.

“Fine, I’ll just make you like me again when I return. In whatever way you want me to make you like me again. Tonight’s festivities will be your choice.” The Master kissed your forehead for one last blast of hypnotism, causing you to be fully wrapped up in the folds of his sleep spell. The Master rolled his eyes at his abilities. Of course, touch telepathy would be successful when you were already under powerful partial hypnosis. He really needed to work on his skills so a situation such as this would never happen again. There was no excuse for being rusty, especially when that could cause you to be potentially hurt. But you were safe now. His little Human, completely safe in his TARDIS; that is all that mattered to The Master.

It seriously means so much to me that 14 says "I love [insert beautiful character here]" multiple times.

Greetings how are you? I was wondering if I could please request a dhawan!master x reader request. The reader invites the master, the doctor and their friends (yaz, Dan, Graham and ryan) for Christmas lunch. They all have lunch together and the reader gives them all a present. The master opens his alone in his tardis and the gift is something that's he really likes and he's touched by the reader giving him a gift.

Hi! Thank you so much for this request!

I will be posting it tomorrow. I will link it below once it’s posted.

I really hope that you enjoy it!

And His Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day

About to start watching season 2 of The Great… I’m ready for my Count Orlo hyper fixation and Sacha Dhawan hyperfixations to return!!!

Anything

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master makes a demand that you don’t expect.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - canon typical violence, Master typical violence, me making up random alien species, The Master being obsessive, possessive and a bit of a yandere

Word Count - 1802

A/n - I think that I made this more of a gender neutral reader. This was requested on my old Tumblr by a lovely anon! I also made this bit of an AU, where all of Whittaker!Doctor’s companions are together travelling together. I hope that you enjoy it!

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The Master had devised yet another attempt to destroy thousands of civilizations of alien species and gain control over innocent people for his own gain. He infiltrated an intergalactic community, killed the leader of a planet within that community and then pretended to be said leader. He then staged a meeting of the presidents and leaders of the Intergalactic Federation. There, he could unleash a barrage of bombs onto the leaders, killing them all. Once they were all killed, The Master could easily set himself up as the ruler of that group of galaxies. He would have his little kingdom in space to do whatever he wished with. Including finally getting you to leave The Doctor and devote yourself to him.

But, of course, The Doctor created another brilliant plan to stop her best enemy’s devious plans. She had heard rumours of the prime minister of Miyalo going virtually radio silent. The only communications from the prime minister of Miyalo were to the Intergalactic Federation. So, that’s where The Doctor, her companions and you began to do some research. The Doctor ended up wishing that she had begun researching the rumours of the silent prime minister of Miyalo sooner rather than taking you and the rest of her companions to Space Paris for a quiet getaway.

The Master was already set up and prepared to kill thousands. A legion of ships were filled to the brim with bombs ready to drop on the Intergalactic Federation Base below. All explosive-carrying ships were being led by a flagship being piloted by The Master. Once over the base, he could press one button and unleash the bombs upon the base. The Doctor had to act quickly before The Master reached his destination on the planet. 

The Doctor tracked her old friend’s presence to the control room of the ship. The Doctor and Yaz set out to the artillery room of the ship to deactivate the bombs and cause a malfunction to travel throughout the fleet of ships, so The Master would not be able to release them. The Doctor then sent Graham and Ryan to the base to try and force the leaders staying at the Intergalactic Federation Base to leave the planet. And finally, The Doctor sent you and Dan to talk to The Master and try and get him to stop all of this. It was a triple fail-safe plan, as The Doctor described.

You and Dan ran to the console room of the ship. You ran faster than your friend down the halls of the large ship, holding the interior floor plan of the ship, that The Doctor sent to your phone, in front of you. But when you turned around to see if Dan was running behind you, you saw that you were alone in the halls. You were about to run back to try and find Dan, but you distantly heard The Master shouting at a machine for not working fast enough. It was reckless to face off with him alone, but this wouldn’t be the first time you’ve done so. You knew that you needed to stop him in order to save all the individuals on the planet below. You’d risk an argument with The Doctor if it meant that you helped save the lives of thousands. You ran toward the console room of the alien flagship, slowing down the closer you got to it.

You crept into the room and saw The Master pressing buttons and pulling levers with malice. You ghosted forward, not entirely sure how you were going to get through this situation by yourself. You were second-guessing yourself now that you were actually alone with the rebel Time Lord. Maybe he wouldn’t be as willing to cooperate with you as he was like the last time.

“Well, well, well … Look who’s finally arrived.” The Master slowly turned to look at you, leaning against the edge of the ship’s console. You took a deep breath and pushed your fear down and ignore the Time Lord’s flirtatious undertones.

“Stop all of this Master!”

“And why should I do that, love? Just because you asked me to? I don’t think so.” The Master strutted toward you, highlighting his mocking and teasing tones with judging faces and looming gestures. He always inched forward and pointed his finger at you whenever he wanted to make an impression.

“That worked last time, though.” This caught The Master off guard. He could sense your uneasy nature and did not expect you to be this confrontational with him. He did enjoy the banter, though.

“So, The Doctor sent you to me as a distraction. So, she and her little pets can defeat me behind my back while you have my full attention. It’s a good plan. You are an impeccable distraction, but you and your pesky friends won’t be able to stop my genius plans this lime, love.”

“Just stop this, Master. Please. You don’t have to do this!”

“But don’t I? My previous plans failed, but now I actually have a chance to succeed without any consequences.”

“But you would be killing your oldest friend and so many innocent people! That sounds like many consequences to me.”

“None of them matter to me! Just you. And with you out of the way of the bombs and the artillery room, I can finally destroy my best enemy! And I get the opportunity to flirt with you uninterrupted and become an incredibly powerful leader of an intergalactic community in the process. That’s an all-around win in my book!”

“You can’t do this! This isn’t worth it. You can flirt with me uninterrupted any time and not kill anyone!” You hoped that appealing to The Master’s romantic side might help your case. Even though the Time Lord took a moment to consider your offer, he moved back toward the console of the ship and prepared the deploy button.

“Try me.” The Master hovered his hand over the deploy button dramatically. You hadn’t received a message from The Doctor. You had no idea if she had done what she said that she would do. You knew that you would need to do something incredibly risky and vulnerable to distract and stop the threatening Time Lord before you. The Master moved to press the button. 

“Please, please, I’ll do anything!” You screamed out to him causing The Master to pause and fully consider the possibilities of what you were offering.

“Anything?”

“Anything you want.” The Master chuckled before staring you down and stalking back toward you. He loomed closer to you than ever before. You could feel the heat of his breath on your face and neck as he stalked around you in a circle. You felt like prey caught in a predator’s sight. The only difference is that you, completely out of your mind, consented to be caught. You convinced yourself that this was a good idea. Once he was facing you again, The Master bumped his nose against yours and brought a hand up to caress your face. He smirked when he felt you flinch away from the surprisingly soft gesture,

“Kneel.” The Master whispered against your lips. You sighed, you expected that The Master would act this way, but it still made you uncomfortable. You needed to save The Doctor, though. So, you kneeled before the renegade Time Lord. The Master stepped back to get a good look at you in this position. You clenched your jaw in distress when you saw the raw hunger in The Master’s eyes; you had never been looked at so wantonly before.

“Call me by my name.”

“Master.” You whispered. Your eyes fluttered around the room, hoping for any sign of The Doctor coming to save you.

“Can’t hear you, love.”

“Master.” You said more forcefully.

“Oh! I love hearing you say my name! Say it again.” The Master jumped up and down clapping his hands rapidly before bending down to look in your eyes more closely as you said his name again.

“Master.” The Master smiled more manically than you have ever seen. You felt so defeated and degraded, but you couldn’t deny your immense curiosity for what The Master had in store for you. To your surprise, The Master, knelt down before you so the two of you were now level and equal.

“Now, my good little Human, you will be coming to live with me on my TARDIS.”

“What?”

“You said that you would do anything, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I just wasn’t expecting that request.” 

“Not a request. A demand, love. Now I suggest that you get up and follow me to my ship.” The Master jolted up to gain some control again. His tone darkened to a growl to highlight his point. He held out his hand for you to take when you didn’t immediately stand to join him.

“And you will stop your plan to kill The Doctor and the people of the Intergalactic Federation?” The Master didn’t respond. He only cocked his head to the side as a warning and held out his hand closer to you. Somehow his eyes grew even more intense, demanding and possessive. You took one more deep breath before softly placing your hand in his awaiting palm. The Master instantly clamped his hand around yours in an unyielding hold. He pulled you to your feet in a swift motion, causing you to fall into The Master’s sturdy chest. The Master has a brazen smile etched deep into his face as he secured his other hand on the small of your back, keeping you firmly against his chest.

“You’re mine now, love. Forever and always. Mine. And nothing could ever make me let you go.” The Master let go of his tight grip on your hand and surprisingly gently, compared to his previous movements, cupped your head and placed a delicate and meaningful kiss on your temple before manoeuvring your bodies into a hug. For some reason, you didn’t feel the need this time to flinch away from his movements.

Just as The Doctor and her companions broke through all of the defence mechanisms The Master placed on the flagship’s console room door, you and The Master teleported to his TARDIS. You never saw them. You never saw your friends’ confused faces. You never saw the lost and defeated look on The Doctor’s face when she saw you wrapped up in The Master’s arms. But The Master saw it all and he would cherish those images for the rest of his days. He relished in the fact that he finally stole you away from his best enemy. You were completely his now. And true to his word, he was never going to let you go. Even if you wanted him to. You agreed to anything after all.

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