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Cuddling Headcanons

Dhawan!Master x Reader Headcanons

Summary - Headcanons about The Master cuddling the Reader.

Based on this Request - 

Warnings - Some Master obsessiveness, there is some nsfw stuff (so minors DNI)

Word Count - 1257

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Based on the request above submitted by @flybi91​ on my old Tumblr account. Sorry if some things might be a bit ooc, here are just some thoughts I’ve had if The Master was simping. Also, this is my first time writing headcanons, so I hope that you enjoy them. I’m going to post the protectiveness part in a different post, I’ll link it here. I can add to this later if I have more ideas.

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The Master was first apprehensive about cuddling

Of course, he had cuddled people, and you, before but that was usually as a part of an aftercare routine

He had never cuddled just to cuddle to his recollection

He also thought that this would ruin his reputation

Falling in love with you was bad enough, he couldn’t let anyone find out that he stooped to cuddling

You assured him that this would just be something private between the two of you

And to inflate his ego a bit, you expressed that you just wanted to feel closer to him, to have all of his attention on you, to feel fully consumed by his presence

He was still sceptical and refused, but said that he would think about it

You hoped that if you praised him enough, he would eventually cuddle you

But you ended up not having to wait that long

The Master suddenly got sick with some weird space cold after an adventure and he demanded that you cuddle him to warm him up

You obviously teased him about the quick turnaround, but gladly cuddled him in the little cocoon nest of blankets and pillows he had created on his extravagant bed

Since then, he always wanted to cuddle and would claim any excuse just to hold you at any point in time

This regeneration was touchier than some of his previous regenerations

He would find any excuse to touch you 

He always seemed to be playing with your hair or running a hand up and down your body or subconsciously picking at your fingers

Now, while cuddling, he found that he was able to fiddle with parts of you with more ease

He also relished in the feeling of having you play with his hair or scratching his beard

He loved being touched and held by you, just having all of your attention fully on him

He loved spooning you or any position where he was holding you

The Master’s favourite cuddling position is hold you tightly against his chest

He preferred to have one of his arms around your shoulders and neck and the other wrapped around your waist and his legs tangled up with yours - basically trapping you against him because he doesn’t want you to leave (the cuddle session or him, in general)

He loves when you sleep on his chest, over his hearts - he took pride in the fact that his heart beats calm you down

The Master wanted to feel like he was a good protector to you

He also loved feeling you on top of him - either straddling him and massaging and caressing him or just fully laying on top of him - again, he just likes having your full attention

Along with that, he loves reading to you when cuddling or when you wear something of his when cuddling - The Master likes knowing that you are his and you want to be in his presence

Because of The Drums in his head and the history of Gallifreyans, he is sometimes insecure about the things that make him obviously a Time Lord, but he is always comforted by your love and acceptance of him

The Master didn’t talk about The Drums as much, in comparison to his other regenerations, but they still affected him greatly and he would always find you when they would get bad

He preferred to be the one cuddled during these moments

He didn’t really care about the position, but he wanted to feel safe and wanted

But if you were to give him head scratches or even beard scratches, he would be putty in your hands and feel like the most loved and powerful person in the Multiverse

When The Drums were particularly bad or he was stressed or completely tired out, he would just flop on top of you and expect you to curl yourself around him and rub his back and play with his hair until he fell asleep

Bonus points if you whispered praises and sweet nothings in his ear while he was drifting off to sleep

Call him a good Master

Tell him that no one will compare to him, that you will never want anyone else, and you will always stay with him

Tell him that you are his and all will be

He needs to be reassured that he’s good for you and that you still want him sometimes, especially when the Drums are loud, and they bring back horrible memories of his time on Gallifrey

The Master is not above manipulating you into staying with him longer

He will often accuse you of “not loving him anymore” and that’s why you want to leave the cuddle session

Your reason could be as logical as needing to use the restroom or needing to get food or needing to take a shower, and The Master would still use that claim

Eventually, he would become fearful of you dying and see enough reason to, momentarily, halt the cuddle session for you to do all of the Human stuff you need to do

The Master would follow you to wherever you need to go, though.

If you were going to the kitchen to make food, The Master would hug you from behind as you cooked and then make you sit on his lap while you ate

He would eventually have his TARDIS attach small kitchens to your rooms, so the two of you could rejoin the cuddle pile as soon as possible

If you had to go to the bathroom, you would run there after The Master released his grip on you - and then lock him out of the bathroom because you know from previous experiences that he would follow you into the room and it would just be awkward

If you were going to take a bath or shower, you learned that it was just better to allow him to join you

Where The Master would go back and forth from soft and cuddly to suggestive and touchy really quickly

Cuddle sessions with The Master could be completely innocent, or could be a gateway to something sexual, if you were okay with it

Sometimes it would be a mix of both (again if you are comfortable with it) and the two of you would telepathically pleasure each other or you would cockwarm him

Because Time Lord biology is different than Humans, he doesn’t have as high of a libido, but he just loves you so much and just wants to be as close to you as possible

The Master also just loved knowing that he is the only person able to please you and give you so much pleasure and bliss

If you ever got hurt on an adventure, The Master would not let you leave your bed for a while

Post adventure cuddles were always interesting. They could go one of two ways:

Either, The Master would initiate an incredibly possessive cuddle session, which would lead to rough and possessive sex

Or The Master would sweetly hold you tightly and tell you all the things he loved about you and how much you changed his view on life and how much he never wanted to lose you

The Master loves you; he cares for you; The Master wants to see you happy, and hopes that you want to see him happy, too

Since being introduced to your cuddles, holding you and being held by you became one of the top ways the two of you expressed your love for each other

Dark Side Of The Moon

Peter Maximoff x Reader

Summary - After a stressful couple of weeks, The Reader and Peter decompress together.

Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, mentions of physical harm because of missions and training, mentions of trauma/depression/sadness

Word Count - 1766

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. I hope that you enjoy!

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Things had been loud lately; the world, Xavier Mansion, your head. All of it was just way too loud. There seemed to be news being made every day, most of it bad. Many students and official X-Men members have been sporting injuries and bandages throughout the school. Professor Xavier, even, was spotted with bandages around his shoulder and neck this morning. If he found himself hurt, then it was bound to happen to you soon.

You were a newer student at Xavier School. You were a late bloomer; your powers only appeared in your early twenties after your ex broke your heart. Sudden change or trauma, Professor Xavier said when he first explained your newfound powers to you, could cause the previously dormant mutant gene in your DNA to make itself known. He then said that, frankly, it was unlikely for the gene to remain dormant for your entire life; trauma and change were, sometimes, unfortunate but quintessential parts of Human existence and therefore couldn’t be avoided.

You still felt so incredibly out of touch with the majority of the people either staying at or attending school at Xavier Mansion, no matter what The Professor had told you. You felt useless. You felt uprooted. You felt out of place. You didn’t feel like you belonged anywhere, not in the non-mutant world or the mutant world. 

Professor Xavier constantly argued against your negativity. Somehow, he always seemed to have hope, in both you and the world. He would always encourage your studies and just say that you just needed a bit more training in order to control your powers. Obviously, you understood his perspective, even though you disagreed with it sometimes. But when everything seemed to be falling apart and you couldn’t properly help yourself or the people around you, it was difficult to not be negative and actually see the positive things in life. 

You usually listened to music to get your mind off of the pain and guilt you felt. As soon as you left a classroom or training you would pop on your headphones and press play on your Walkman until you returned to your room. As soon as you got there, you would select a record and play it on your record player and just relax until you felt better. The length of time it took for you to fully relax to music had been getting longer with each passing day, though, and you worried that you might be entering into an incredibly dark place.

Today you were lying on the floor of your room, just thinking, while listening to Dark Side Of The Moon by Pink Floyd. You had already finished your classes for the day and training had been cancelled due to so many people being injured. Everyone was instructed by The Professor to have a calming couple of days to heal from their less severe injuries and catch up on their studies. You already finished the majority of your mutant homework, as well, so you were just left with your mind to deal with. As not being busy meant that you actually had to focus on the thoughts in your head and the worries you had. You didn’t really know how to relax no matter how much you tried to accomplish that goal with music.

Dark Side Of The Moon by Pink Floyd was an album that always resonated with you. Maybe, subconsciously, that’s why you chose it today. To both help you relax but also to help you process some of your emotions. 

Unfortunately, this album also reminded you of your parents. You hoped that they were okay. It had been a while since you talked to them. You didn’t know if they were disappointed in you or mad or just uncomfortable, but you missed them and wished that they would either come to see you or respond to any of the messages and letters that you had sent them.

The world wasn’t perfect before you discovered that you were a mutant, you were well aware of that. But you, at least, knew your place in the world. Now you felt burdened by the newfound responsibility these powers gave you and the stigma that was now attached to your name. Right now, you felt like there was nothing you could do to help yourself except to listen to the track currently playing on your chosen record.

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day

You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way

Kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown

Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

In the middle of the song “Time”, you heard a knock at your door. You sucked in a breath. You didn’t really want to see anyone. You wanted to be alone and just process things. Professor Xavier, though, always encouraged you to try and meet new people at your new home, not just go to him if you needed anything. So, you braced yourself and prepared to interact with someone potentially unknown to you.

“Come in!” You shouted over the music. You heard the door open, allowing the hallway light to stream into your dimly lit room, but you didn’t sit up fully. All of your effort was being put into allowing someone in your space; you didn’t have enough energy to spare in order to sit up to greet the stranger at your door.

You turned your head to the side and saw the person who knocked. Peter Maximoff stood in your doorway, a bit frazzled looking. He had a forced smile on his face and a bandage peeking out from the sleeve of his Rush t-shirt.

Tired of lying in the sunshine

Staying home to watch the rain

And you are young and life is long

And there is time to kill today

And then one day you find

Ten years have got behind you

No one told you when to run

You missed the starting gun

“Are you okay?” You asked the speedster who was standing eerily still. You shared a few mutant classes with Peter and trained with him a couple of times. He had to go easy on you every time you were on opposing sides of training activities. Peter was always apologetic to you after the fact, in his own Peter Maximoff way. One time, about two months ago, he kicked your ass into the next week and gifted you a box of Twinkies as an apology. 

Other than your interactions in classes and training, Peter was always nice to you, often sparing you from the majority of his pranks. Despite some people living in Xavier Mansion, you never had a reason to dislike the speedster. You would even dare to say that you sought out his company on the rare occasions when you felt comfortable enough to. Even though you did want him to feel similar feelings, you were shocked to see Peter standing in your doorway.

“Oh yeah! Everything’s great … well, not great but fine. I just heard your music in the hall.”

“Oh, sorry! I can turn it down if it’s bothering you.”

“No! I’m cool with it. I’m just wondering if I could listen with you. Hangout, you know, if you are comfortable with that.” Again, you were shocked that Peter wanted to spend time with you, but you allowed him to join you.

“Yeah, Peter, that sounds nice.”

Peter closed your bedroom door and walked into your room. You were surprised that he didn’t use his powers. He usually always used them, often to the annoyance of other mutants.

And you run, and you run to catch up with the sun

But it's sinking

Racing around to come up behind you again

The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older

Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Peter laid down on your carpet in a similar position to you. Once his body fully relaxed, he let out a big sigh. You looked over at him. In the closeness, you saw some more cuts and bandages littered over his body. You were going to say something about it, but Peter ended up speaking first.

“I love this album. Always have since I first heard it.”

“Me, too, even though it makes me a bit sad.”

“Yeah, I know that there’s a lot of trauma in the album, but it always made me feel seen.” You saw out of the corner of your eye that Peter was talking with his hands, causing a small smile to break out on your face.

“That’s why I chose it today. I just felt small and a bit broken lately. Somehow this album always makes me feel better despite the tragedy within it.” Peter smiled bittersweetly at your comment. He didn’t think that someone would be able to understand him as much as you did, even though The Professor always encouraged Peter to reach out and make a connection with you.

“You have a good taste in music. We should do something like this again. If you want.”

Every year is getting shorter

Never seem to find the time

Plans that either come to nought

Or half a page of scribbled lines

Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way

The time is gone

The song is over

Thought I'd something more to say

You looked over at Peter and he looked over at you. You noticed a couple of scabs on his cheek and chin. You frowned upon seeing them. You wished that the world wasn’t like the way it was. You wished that none of your mutant friends and peers had to hide or fight. You just wished that everything could be normal.

“Hey.” Peter brought you out of your thoughts and intertwined his hand in yours.

“I’m okay, and you’re going to be okay, too.” You smiled bittersweetly, touched by his words and his worry for you. You then curled into Peter’s side and layed your head on his shoulder. 

Home, home again

I like to be here when I can

When I come home cold and tired

It's good to warm my bones beside the fire

“We should definitely do this again, Peter.” You heard him chuckle before you felt him tighten his grip around you. The two of you then let the album play on while you both relaxed in silence.

Far away, across the field

The tolling of the iron bell

Calls the faithful to their knees

To hear the softly spoken magic spells

♪ Smash and gouge and stab and poke And choke you out, that’s a pirate’s life Pirate’s life, short but nice Ful-lil-lad-dee-lil-idi-o  ♪

For all of my AO3 users, my works should all be posted on AO3 now.

I will eventually link everything at some point.

And I'm sorry that it took so long for me to do this, just got distracted by some work.

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

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

My Brave Little Human

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - The Reader has always been The Master’s companion, now was the time for The Master to reveal your betrayal of The Doctor, but you are too scared of the Cybermasters to really pay attention to The Master winning.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - The Cybermasters, telepathic communication, canon typical violence

Word Count - 1086

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. This was requested by a lovely anon on my old Tumblr account. I hope that you enjoy it!

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You could feel the Cybermasters staring at you. You knew that they now consumed the flesh of Gallifreyans, but, because of the way that their blank black eyes were following your movements, you assumed that part of their hardwire was still enticed by Humans. Or maybe the Cybermasters still retained some of their Gallifreyan memories and they did not understand why you, a Human, were the companion of The Master. Either way, you didn’t like them, and you wished that you weren’t here in their presence.

“Oh, but we have one more surprise in store for you, Doctor.” You could see from your hiding spot that The Master jumped up onto the platform where The Doctor was imprisoned. He got close to her to taunt her as he spoke. It looked as though he was looking through her, trying to see if he had already broken her or if his next act would accomplish that. Suddenly, The Master turned on his heel to look directly at you. His face was still tainted with hatred for The Doctor, but his face quickly morphed into comfort upon seeing you.

“Come forward, my love.” You looked around at the Cybermasters, some of whom were glaring at The Doctor, some followed The Master’s every move, and the others continued to watch you. You looked back at the Master. He turned slightly further to where The Doctor could not see his face, and he looked at you softly and motioned for you to come forward. You only moved a few steps forward before The Master turned to taunt The Doctor some more.

“My brave little Human, being so strong for their Master. They never aligned themselves with you, Doctor. They were always on my side. How does it feel, Doctor, knowing that someone you considered to be your friend was my companion all along.” The Doctor struggled to utter something, but she eventually managed.

“T-that’s not true.” 

The Doctor’s eyes flickered to you where you had halted because a Cybermaster got too close to you, which caused you to freeze in place. The Master followed his best enemy’s eyes and saw you curling into yourself and cowering away from the closest Cybermaster.

The Master immediately rushed down the steps of the platform to you. He shooed the surrounding Cybermasters away from you. The Master brushed the palm of his hand against your cheek as a question of whether or not you were okay with him connecting with you telepathically. You nodded into The Master’s hand.

The Master placed his forehead against yours and reached his hands up to stroke your temples. You could feel him knocking on your consciousness. You let him in and instantly a wave of calm passed over you. You heard him speak in your mind. 

“You are safe with me, love.”

“They scare me, Master.”

“I know, but they will never hurt you. Especially with me here to protect you.” 

“But what if -”

“Shhh now, love. You have to trust me.” You fell into The Master’s arms and wrapped yourself around him. The Master quickly returned the favour and wrapped his arms around your torso tightly. You could feel him rest his head on to of yours and rub his hands up and down your back.

“I’m sorry for ruining your plans, Master.”

“You haven’t ruined anything.”

“You wanted to be intimating. Cuddling me isn’t intimidating.”

“Well, it would prove a point to The Doctor, while also getting you away from my pesky Cybermasters.”

“What do you mean?”

“Walk with me, love, please.”

The Master pried you off of him, but then tightly clasped your hand in his. The Master led you to the centre of the platform in front of the trapped Doctor and wrapped his arms around you, again. He pushed your head against his chest so the beat of his hearts could calm you. The Master then began to rub his hands up and down your back, as he did before.

“See Doctor, Y/n has always been my companion. They are my brave little Human and I am their strong Master.”

“N-no -”

“Don’t struggle, Doctor, it’s not worth it. Everything is over for you.” The Master then directed his attention back to you. He tilted your chin up with his fingers.

“Now, what should we do, my love? Entrap The Doctor in our TARDIS, destroy her here and now, or something else?” You tried to turn your head to get a glimpse of the Cybermasters, but The Master grabbed your jaw force you to look at him. This, plus the telepathic connection still being present, The Master got his answer. The Master suddenly picked you up and carried you back to his TARDIS.

“Guard The Doctor until I return. Kill her if she tried to escape and kill anyone who tries to save her. I’ll be back in a moment.” The Master stated toward the Cybermasters, who instantly jumped into action.

“Where are we going?”

“Just a little mid-scheme break in the TARDIS, my love. Then I will go back and destroy my best enemy.” The Master walked to his TARDIS, with you still in his strong arms, and piloted the two of you to a different time and a different area in space. Once The TARDIS landed, The Master then carried you to your shared bedroom and laid you down on your and The Master’s shared bed.

“What about me? What will I do?” The Master climbed into bed with you and placed a kiss on your forehead. The Master then manoeuvred you to where you were laying in his arms and facing him.

“You are so brave for me, my little Human, but I don’t want you around those pesky Cybermasters. I can feel your fear for them. I don’t want to continue to put you through that, so you will stay here in The TARDIS. Our point was fully made to The Doctor, you’re mine. You helped me show her the truth beautifully.” The Master caressed your face lovingly, trying to express all his love, care, and protectiveness for you.

“Are you sure that everything is going to be okay?”

“Everything is going to work out perfectly, my love. Now, let’s take a little nap, yeah?” You nodded, then nuzzled yourself into The Master’s torso. The Master immediately wrapped his strong arms around you and held you tightly as the two of you slept off the fear and adrenaline of the stressful situation the two of you were just in.

Hello! So happy to see a new fic blog, especially one that has fics for the Master! May I request a fluffy Dhawan!Master x reader in which the reader is the doctor’s companion but doesn’t want to admit she’s in love with the Master? And you can choose the circumstances, but maybe the master “captures” and hypnotizes her in front of the fam and she accidentally reveals it? Thank you so much! I loved “warmth” a lot. 🥰🥰🥰♥️♥️♥️

Thank you so much! I absolutely loved this request as I was already planning on writing something along these lines. I couldn’t find a way to get the hypnotism to work but everything else is there so I hope you enjoy!

Well Kept Secrets

Pairing: Dhawan!Master x fem!Reader

Word Count: 2800

Summary: (what the ask says)

For: @agentmalfoy24601

Warnings: None

You really hadn’t meant to fall for The Master, but intention never seemed to stop anyone when it came to falling in love.

When you first met him, as O, you weren’t quite sure what to think. He was a bit strange, but still sweet - and while he wasn’t your type, you couldn’t deny that he was very attractive. However, there were a few moments when you would look at O and see someone else, and that person interested you. Looking back now, you knew that you had seen his persona slip, even if just for a second, and that had been what had drawn you to him.

When he had revealed himself on the plane it had only drawn you in more. Of course, you had been terrified in the life or death situation, but you had also felt a buzz of excitement and intrigue. If he hadn’t have left you to die on that plane, you know that there was a chance you would have gone with him.

Then The Doctor had sent him off to the Kasaarvin’s dimension and you had lost hope of ever seeing him again, only for him to show up two weeks later.

The Doctor had taken you all to some market planet, given you a credit stick and told you to go off and explore. Originally, you had been wandering around with Graham, but then you had gotten sidetracked and lost sight of him. You had also lost sight of anything else that you recognised so you had started to amble around in hopes of finding someone or something to help.

At first, you hadn’t even seen The Master, so focused on your surroundings that you almost walked right into him, and you barely understood what was happening when he grabbed your arm and dragged you down a quiet side alley.

When you had finally recognised who he was and what had happened, you had been to shocked to stutter out a full sentence. That had caused him to smirk and cockily ask if he was the only one who could leave you speechless, which only made you more flustered.

Once you had finally managed to compose yourself you asked how he was alive, a question that he had ignored in favour of pushing you up against the closest wall and kissing you. It took your brain a few seconds to catch up with the fact that he was actually kissing you before you started to kiss back. Then he had swiftly broken off the kiss and told you that he’d be seeing you, before walking out of the alleyway and back into the bustling streets.

By the time you had finally made it back to the rest of the group, you had managed to get your brain back to its normal working order. Though, when your friends asked you where you had been you told them you simply told them that you had gotten lost after spotting something interesting, resolving not to bring up The Master at all.

True to his promise, he had shown up again about a week after that, kissing you senseless yet again and leaving with little explanation.

After this happened a few times, always when you got separated from the group, you started to have proper conversations with each other. A first they were only about whatever trouble he had caused on the planet to distract The Doctor with, but soon you had started to talk to each other more and more about your lives. He wasn’t as stingy on details as The Doctor was, but you could tell he was still keeping quite a bit of information from you.

Then he started showing up at your apartment, which was a little bit concerning, but he always knocked rather than just bursting in like you knew The Doctor would, so you didn’t really mind. Soon enough your relationship had changed from just meeting up and making out for five minutes, to meeting up and talking for a few hours. Though it was slow, you felt yourself start to fall in love with this strange alien man.

Of course, this caused a lot of internal conflict, especially considering you were still travelling with The Doctor and the rest of the fam. You knew that they were your friends - practically a second family at this point - but you feared that if they ever found out about your relationship with The Master you would loose them. So you kept quiet and tried to pretend that you weren’t secretly dating the man who had tried to kill you all. Every time the two of you met up on one of your trips with The Doctor was both exhilarating and frightening, and while you loved seeing him all the time you were always worried that one of your friends would catch you with him.

When The Master invited you to travel with him instead of The Doctor several months into your relationship, you didn’t quite know what to say. You knew that you loved him, but you had never been able to say it aloud, and you weren’t even sure if he loved you back. As well, it wasn’t like you didn’t like travelling with The Doctor and the fam; it was brilliant, even if you did end up running for your life on most adventures, and you weren’t sure if you were ready to leave them just yet.

Unfortunately, you had taken too long to give The Master an answer, and he ended up storming off without stopping when you cried out his name, not caring to listen to any explanation you had to give.

That had been a month ago and you hadn’t heard a word from him since, which had only upset and worried you. Even if you weren’t ready to travel with him then, you had hoped that you could still be in a relationship with him. You knew that your friends had noticed your mood, and they had all tried to talk to you about it, but you reassured them that you were okay and didn’t say anything more.

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Now you were on another adventure with your friends, using it again to distract yourself from debating whether you and The Master had broken up or whether he was going to randomly show up and pretend that nothing happened. The planet that you had landed on was overrun with nature, and the ruins of whatever civilisation had been there previously were barely noticeable.

Somehow The Doctor had managed to find a very large cathedral-like building that was still mostly in tact, which was what you were currently exploring.

Without any warning you were grabbed from behind and pulled into someone’s tight grip, causing you to yelp and try to struggle away. Then you noticed who exactly had a hold of you and you stopped struggling as much, making a conscious effort to not relax completely into the hold that you had gotten so used to after the last few month.

Your friends had turned around at the noises and their faces were now a mix of anger and concern, glaring at The Master.

“Let her go.” The Doctor told him, her tone indicating her worry.

“Well, I would, but I think (y/n) is quite comfortable in my arms Doctor.” He spat his response at her, tightening his grip further, but still making sure not to hurt you.

You were trying to resist looking up at him, because you knew you wouldn’t be able to hide the love that your expression would hold.

“No, you’re scaring her, now let her go and I might consider giving you whatever you’ve come here for.”

In your chest your heartbeat had started to pick up speed, you could see that The Master was trying to let onto your friends about your relationship, and you only hoped that he wouldn’t actually say anything.

“Hmm, seems I know your companion better than you.” At this comment you finally looked at him, hoping that he would see the look in your eyes and just walk away without saying anything.

He didn’t look down at you though, and just stayed glaring at The Doctor.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The Doctor was starting to sound irritated, but there was a hint of fear in her voice as well.

Still trying to stop him from revealing your relationship, you squeezed his hand and tried to get his attention. Unfortunately, he continued to ignore you, and you started to feel much more anxious.

The Master let out a hysteric sounding laugh at The Doctor’s question, and it wasn’t anything like the soft laugh you had grown used to. Though you hated to admit it, he was starting to scare you.

“You don’t even have a clue of what I’m talking about.”

Looking back at the four of them to gauge their reactions, you could see that Yaz and The Doctor were very close to piecing it all together, and Ryan and Graham wouldn’t be too far behind. Instinctively, you pressed further into The Master’s hold, trying to feel some semblance of comfort or safety. Obviously he knew what you were trying to do, he had gotten used to you snuggling close to him whenever you watched a scary movie or had a nightmare, and, either consciously or unconsciously, he started to stroke the back of your hand with his thumb.

“No…” The Doctor’s gasp could barely be heard, but it still caused your gaze to fall to the floor in shame.

You knew that you probably shouldn’t love him, but you did, and now you were going to face the consequences. All you hoped is that after loosing your friends, you wouldn’t loose The Master too.

“Yes.” The Master replied gleefully.

“You can’t- you must have hypnotised (y/n)! She wouldn’t willingly enter a relationship with you.”

“Well, clearly she would, because she did. I haven’t hypnotised her, or threatened her, or drugged her. (Y/n) is with me by choice.” The Master was very clearly pissed off at the implementation that he would do anything to injure you.

Honestly, you were slightly annoyed at it too, the only time he had ever come close to harming you had been on Barton’s plane, and you had gotten out of that alright in the end. You squeezed his hand for comfort again, and this time he squeezed back, calming you down slightly.

“Stop playing games and give (y/n) back.” The Doctor’s voice sounded almost dangerous now, and you were starting to worry for both your safety and The Master’s.

However, The Master seemed unfazed as he ignored her and continued to hold you, “You know it’s true, I can see it in your eyes, but if you’re still having trouble believing it then why don’t you just ask (y/n)?”

Of course he would put you on the spot, you had known him long enough to realise that this whole setup was coming from a place of vulnerability. He was worried that you were going to leave him, that you didn’t care for him anymore, and instead of talking to you about it he was lashing out. It was something that you had been trying to work on with him, but after your hesitation to answer his proposal of travelling with him, he had jumped to conclusions and this was the result.

The silence after he had told The Doctor to question was so deafening that you swore your frantic heartbeat was echoing around the abandoned building. You forced yourself to look up, to look at The Doctor in the eye, and it seemed to be the push she needed.

“(Y/n)?” She didn’t need to ask the question, it was already hanging in the air.

“I chose to be in a relationship with him, he didn’t force me into it.” And then, much quieter, you added on, “I love him.”

Part of you had hoped that no one would have heard what you said, but the room you were in had been dead silent. The Master’s grip on you relaxed in shock, holding you as though you were fragile enough that you could shatter like glass. You tilted your head towards him so you could see his reaction, still slightly worried that he wouldn’t reciprocate.

He seemed to be staring down at you with awe and love, and you couldn’t quite believe that he was looking at you like that.

“You love me?” He asked you, his voice impossibly soft.

You simply nodded in response, unable to form any words. The Master bought one of his hands up to cup your face lightly, as though he was still afraid of breaking you.

“I love you too.” He was almost whispering when he said it but a smile immediately formed on your face.

He leant in to kiss you and you kissed him back eagerly. Unfortunately the kiss was cut short by a not so subtle cough from the direction of your friends.

Still comfortably in The Master’s hold, you turned to face your friends again, feeling your face heating up as you blushed.

“Okay, am I the only one who’s really confused?” Ryan asked, looking around at the rest of your friends for confirmation.

He got a chorus of ‘no’s’ in response and if it wasn’t such a strange situation you might have laughed.

“Yeah, how come you’re in love with the guy who tried to kill us? Cause I feel like I’ve missed a lot.” Graham asked, as clueless as he usually was.

“I’m pretty sure that (y/n) has been secretly dating The Master.” Yaz piped up, and you were slightly glad that she had answered for you.

“Yeah that’s basically the gist of it.” You laughed awkwardly, yet again squeezing The Master’s hand for comfort.

They seemed to mull over this for a few minutes, before The Doctor finally spoke up again.

“(Y/n), are you sure that you want to be with him?” She asked you, and for once it was a question that you could answer easily.

“Yes, I am.” You smiled at her, and you knew that The Master was probably smiling at you.

“Then I suppose I can’t do anything to stop you from loving him.” Then she turned her focus to The Master, “but if you hurt her expect serious consequences!”

He rolled his eyes, “I wouldn’t expect anything less, but I won’t hurt them.”

The Doctor and your other friends then proceeded to interrogate the two of you (though they were mainly focused on The Master) about your relationship. Even if it was slightly annoying, you appreciated their concern and protectiveness over you. During the ordeal The Master constantly acted as though he was extremely annoyed and offended at their interrogation, though you could tell that he was glad you had such good friends - even if one of them was his best enemy.

Eventually the six of you made it back to the two TARDISes, and you all paused outside. He hadn’t bought up the question of whether you would join him in his TARDIS since the first time, and you were still slightly worried that you had missed your opportunity.

Then he turned to you, still holding on of your hands even though you were no longer in his hold, “Want to travel with me?”

He asked with such hope in his expression that you felt your heart melt, even after you had rejected him the first time he was still holding out hope.

A wide grin formed on your face and you nodded, “I’d love to.”

He grinned back and pulled you in for another kiss, much to the disgust of your friends.

The next thirty minutes were spent packing up your possessions and moving them from The Doctor’s TARDIS to The Master’s. That was then followed by teary hugs as you said goodbye to your friends and made promises to call and meet up with them whenever you were all on Earth at the same time. The Doctor made sure that you knew to call her if anything ever went wrong, promising that she’d be there immediately.

Despite the grief that you felt leaving your friends and that chapter of your life behind, you were eager to start travelling with The Master and to see how your relationship would develop. The Doctor, Graham, Ryan and Yaz had definitely become a second family to you, but you knew that this wasn’t going to be the last time you saw any of them.

Holding The Master’s hand, you let him pull you into his TARDIS as you waved goodbye to your friends, before turning around and beaming at him. As soon as the door was shut he pushed you up against it and kissed you senseless - reminding you very much of your first kiss with him.

“Where to first, love?” The Master asked as he brushed a stray piece of hair away from your face.

“Anywhere, as long as it’s by your side.”

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The Sorcerer Of Pyongyang by Marcel Theroux

Big Swiss by Jen Beagin

The Cat Who Saved Books by Sosuke Natsukawa

The Atlas Six by Olivie Blake

What You Are Looking For Is In The Library by Michiko Aoyama

What Moves The Dead by T. Kingfisher (Second Read)

What Feasts At Night by T. Kingfisher

Chlorine by Jade Song