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lanawinterscigarettes · 1 month

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Okay, I have a request idea if thats okay. Could I please request a Dhawan!Master x reader where master has found a special plant/ flower or something which alters the perceptions of the person. (Say if an enemy uses it on the victim then the enemy becomes the victims friend (or even more) and they plan to use it on the reader and while it's working/ being used. The reader sees and feels a lavender haze on them and they want more of it. (I had to sneak in a Taylor swift reference)

I'm absolutely obssessed with this idea!! I leaned into the taylor swift reference you slipped in, hence the title lol. writing this was so much fun, I really hope you like it! <3

I feel a lavender haze creepin' up on me (Dhawan! Master x reader)

Warnings: drugging/altering ones brain chemistry via a lavender plant, I think that's about it

The Master was infatuated with you, even though he knew he shouldn't be. For starters, you were a companion to the Doctor, his best enemy; not to mention the fact that you despised him.

He tried to forget about you, but he just couldn't. Something about you seemed to draw him in and left him wanting more. And since you would never just up and leave the Doctor for him, he'd have to resort to other measures to get your attention.

Kidnapping you was an obvious first choice, but he didn't need you hating him more than you already did. While he'd love to just use his hypnosis on you and be done with it, the Doctor had gone to great lengths in order to protect your mind from his persuasions, so he'd have to take a more hands on approach.

He frantically flipped through one of the several books he owned on intergalactic flora, hoping he could find something to help. It was then he stumbled upon something that was akin to a lavender flower, except it could reverse the chemistry of one's brain and make them feel the opposite of what they'd initially felt for whoever gave them the plant.

A devious grin spread across his face as the wheels started to turn in his mind. This was exactly what he needed.

You, meanwhile, were strolling casually throughout a garden full of the exact same plant. The Doctor had to land the TARDIS for repairs, so she'd encouraged you to explore the nearby area while she got them done.

A shiver went down your spine as you suddenly got the feeling that you were being watched. Frowning, you turned and looked behind you but saw no one there. You figured it was just the wind or perhaps a local critter. Until you turned back around to find yourself face to face with none other than the Master himself.

"Oh, great. It's you," you grumbled while rolling your eyes. The Master tried not to appear upset, although he was clearly disappointed you had that kind of lackluster reaction to seeing him.

"Yes, it's me, indeed." He flashed you a bright, charming smile, which did nothing to get rid of the unimpressed look on your face.

"What do you want?" You asked bluntly in an irritated tone, crossing your arms over your chest as you glared at him.

His ego deflated some, but he pushed down his feelings as he presented a lavender bouquet to you. "These are for you, my dear. Here, take them."

You glanced down at the bunch of plants, narrowing your eyes at them suspiciously. "Why? What're giving me these for?"

This was proving to be a tad bit more difficult than he thought. The Master was used to people falling for his charms instantly, but they just didn't seem to work on you.

"I'm giving them to you because a beautiful person deserves beautiful things," he said flirtatiously, doing his best to hide his desperation. He couldn't force you to take them from him: the plant's magical and scientific properties would only activate if you willingly accepted the offer.

You thought he looked a tad bit pathetic, in all honesty. It kind of made you feel bad for him. "If I take these, will you finally leave me alone?" You asked in an exasperated manner.

Eagering nodding his head, The Master grinned. "Of course, darling. Anything for you." It was hard to miss the way you rolled your eyes at him for a second time, but he wouldn't have to worry about your disinterest for much longer.

"Fine." You snatched the bouquet from him, and almost immediately after the power of the plant started to take affect. Your eyes became glazed over as you watched him, feelings blooming in your chest that you'd never felt before.

His eyes were such a gorgeous shade of brown, and with the way his lips looked, all you wanted to do was kiss him. "Wh- Whoa," you muttered to yourself as you deeply inhaled the intoxicating scent of the bouquet in front of you.

Forget seeing through rose colored glasses, right about now you were seeing through lavender lenses. A hazy feeling started to creep up over you as your vision dimmed.

"Are you alright, my dear?" He asked with slight concern, not anticipating the effects of the plant to act so quickly or be so strong.

"You're really amazing, did you know that?" Your voice was a tad bit slurred, almost as though you were tipsy from alcohol. In you opinion, being drunk on the love you felt for him was much better.

The Master beamed with pride as he reached out and took your hand in his, pulling you in close. "Of course I do. You're just as wonderful, might I add."

You let out a giddy laugh in response, your eyes having a purple tint to them on top of their now cloudy look. "We should do something together, just the two of us."

His entire face lit up with joy as he finally had to opportunity to spend time with you in a way that didn't involve you hurling insults at him nonstop. "My dear, I'd love nothing more."

He led you back to his TARDIS, filled with excitement over the idea of you finally wanting him just as much as he did you. It would be quite the surprise for the Doctor when she returned to find her companion had parted ways with her, too awestruck by the feeling of a lavender haze all around them to care.

end notes: I probably shouldn't enjoy writing fics involving the reader being drugged as much as I do lmao

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x-neurodivergent-reader · 8 months

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Headcanons: Dhawan!Master with a companion who has migraines

@asexualaromosafezone’s request: “could I request a Master x platonic reader… …Where the reader is having a bit of a brain fog cause by a migraine coming on... ...or after where the reader is sluggish really not there and shutdown to *reboot* and falling a sleep… …I get sleepy after a attack. Master pick up on the changes of his dear pet. Master just takes care of them and keep a eye on them, knowing full well that the feeling in their hand is not back just yet.”

A/N: Sorry this took a while, but here you go! Your description of your migraine symptoms helped a ton, so thank you for including it – I hope you like this!

The reader here is gender-neutral. These imagines are written to be fully platonic!

Content warnings: None.

You’re the Master’s closest friend, not that he would admit that to you. Despite him not being open enough to express it verbally, however, it often shows in his actions towards you.

One example of this is how he notices immediately when your migraines start to develop, having learnt to recognise the brain fogginess as a sign leading up to them.

The moment he notices you becoming more disoriented and unfocused, he’ll prioritise finding you somewhere to relax – whether it be on the TARDIS, or somewhere near you during a trip.

He always tries to find somewhere quiet and dim, with a place for you to sit down, so you don’t have to suffer as much during the migraine.

If you two were in the middle of an adventure, he’ll quietly guard you nearby with the TCE, more than ready to cut anyone who may disturb you down to size…

…unless you ask him to stay with you, in which case he’ll either get an ally you’ve gained during the trip to stand guard, or use a transmat to get you and him back to the TARDIS (he started to keep them with him each time you travel together, just in case).

If you start shivering or losing the feeling in your hands while holding something important, he’ll be sure to pick it up again for you before you leave, if possible.

He knows you might get angry at yourself for not being able to stay steady enough to keep assisting him, so he makes sure your efforts weren’t for nothing. It's his way of looking out for you.

Has a quiet room on the TARDIS, designed to suit your needs during migraines. The lights can be adjusted to your liking, the walls are soundproof, and it includes both beanbags and a bed, so you can rest well during the aftermath.

The Master’s temper is volatile and easily triggered - but over time, he's learnt to be more patient when you become irritable during migraines.

He'll help you when you're at your most vulnerable not only because you're his loyal companion, but also because you're not-so-secretly his favourite human.

#dhawan!master x reader #dhawan!master imagine #dhawan!master imagines #dhawan!master x you #dhawan!master x y/n #doctor who master x reader #doctor who master imagine #doctor who imagine #doctor who x reader #neurodivergent!reader #my imagines #this sat in my drafts for ages as I kept forgetting to proofread and post it bc of other responsibilities #I'm glad I finally remembered to finish it!

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idkaguyorsomething · 6 months

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the convoluted doctor who lore gets extra funny when you realize that, at two separate points in the past, two different companions to two different doctors ended up running into rasputin but both came to the conclusion that he was a pretty nice and normal guy. which, depending on how you interpret the power of the doctor, is either a nice subversion of a lot of tropes of stories used in pre-soviet russia, or side-splittingly hilarious as you start imagining the master getting roped into various adventures with different versions of the doctor that he can’t fuck with yet or else he’ll destroy the timeline, forcing him to play nice with the humans as part of his 4D Time Chess Master Disguise Plan #3852

#doctor who #rasputin #in case you’re wondering the companions were #ian chesterton #liz shaw #and #jo grant #who kept explicitly making references to the master throughout the story #but wait it gets better #at one point it was proposed to make a story with this one time lord called the meddling monk #who just decides to start fucking around with the timeline and forces rasputin to listen to boney m #but apparently this actually drives rasputin to the brink on insanity and destroys the entire timeline #forcing the monk to regenerate into rasputin to take his place and live out his life #and that’s why he decided to go by the monk #it was never technically canonized but could you imagine the mindfuck #you have a time lord impersonating another time lord impersonating a normal guy who may or may not have actually existed in the whoniverse #who even knows at this point #the untempered schism didn’t drive the master mad it was a funky disco beat #grigori rasputin #dhawan!master

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valc0 · 1 year

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a moment of self-reflection

#dw #doctor who #dwart #dw art #doctor who fanart #the master #dhawan!master #missy #delgado!master #gomez!master #roberts!master #crispy #anley!master #jacobi!master #my art #what is this? me posting DW art? woah #this was part of a two piece fanart but I lost every ounce of energy recently #just look at the context clues and imagine what happened eheheh

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bloody-cupcakes · 1 month

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Okay but imagine a yandere Master/Missy (or even a yandere Doctor). Imagine them defying all laws of time and space to be with their "one true love", someone who doesn't even know they exist

Imagine how terrifying it would be to find out that not only has this person been obsessed with you and has stalking you for months, but they're a literal Timelord. So that means no matter where you go, or what you do, or how far you try to run, they will always find you in the end. Even if you die or escape, they will without a doubt somehow manage to bring you back, just because they love you so much

Bonus points if this crosses over into regenerations, meaning even if you do manage to get away from them there really is nobody who you can trust, because you never know when they're going to come back with a new form

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theladyofmanyfandomsfanfiction · 4 months

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Imagine not liking the Doctor’s plan to work with Agent O...

“Oh! You’re here. Perfect!” You walked around the console, arms wrapped with multicoloured wires, and proceeded over to Ryan where you transferred the mess into his arms.

“Uh, what’s all this then?” The young man asked with a frown. Yaz and Graham squinted at the odd behaviour and watched you grin with wide eyes.

“I’ve finally created the Miniaturisation Materialiser out of some coat hangers and a car tyre in the basement.”

“We have a basement?” Ryan’s question fell on deaf ears as you led the trio to what looked like a toaster sitting on the console. The appliance was hooked up to several wires that ran along the TARDIS floor into Ryan’s arms before disappearing below the panels under their feet.

You grabbed two slices of toast from a little glove compartment and placed them in the toaster, pressing the small knob down. There was a small sizzle until the toaster sparked small white electricity for a second and the bell rang.

The toast popped up and Yaz, Ryan, and Graham leaned in to take a closer look.

“They’ve shrunk to the size of a grape.” Yaz commented.

You nodded and spun around with excitement. “I know! Isn’t it great?”

Ryan chuckled but Graham tilted his head.

“It’s wonderful Y/n, truly. But wouldn’t it make more sense to create something that makes food bigger?”

You squinted curiously, pondering over the suggestion. You lifted the toaster and scanned its outer casing.

“Like an Enhanced Extrapolation Enlarger ... yes, I think we can manage this easily.” You reached back and opened your hand, palm facing up. “Graham, give me your shoe.”

“My what?”

“Y/n, I hope you’re powering that thing safely.” The Doctor parented as she entered her travelling vehicle. She often found that when she left you alone for a day, you had created something new.

Nodding, you lowered the device and took the wires back from Ryan. “Don’t get your sonic in a knot. I rerouted the comms through the swimming pool and the navigation systems are funnelling from the carousel. All temporary.”

“Huh.” The Doctor mused as she reached the satellite screen. “Maybe leave the carousel funnel, I’m getting some great readings. Points for innovation.”

You beamed with pride. Turning to your friends, you gestured for them to walk to an open panel by the stairs.

“So, how was it? I thought you were going to be back later.”

“O found something on the aliens.” Yaz replied.

“O?” You wondered, dropping the wires into the floor. The TARDIS doors opened once more and a familiar face walked in. “Oh.”

You shoulders slumped when the guest entered the TARDIS, his eyes filled with wonder and awe at the interior. Spotting you, O smiled as he made his way over to you and stuck out his hand.

You eyed the friendly expression and stared at the open handshake. Then you turned on your heel and called out to the woman behind the console.

“Really?”

The Doctor’s head popped up quickly at the question, her furrowed brows quickly darting up when she realised what the issue was.

“Y/n, play nice.”

“But-”

“We need all the help we can get.”

Laying down her expectations, the doctor disappeared once more. You exhaled loudly and looked back at O. One smile from him and you rolled your eyes before walking off in the opposite direction.

Graham caught the tension flying from the pair and gently tapped O’s arm. “Why are they so mad at you?”

O shook his head with a small smile. “You know, I don’t think they could quite figure me out.”

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daydreaming-of-doctor-who · 4 months

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How about the Master with an anxious companion? (It really doesn't matter which incarnation you go for- I can't be arsed to choose Lamo.

A/N: I'll go with Dhawan!Master because I feel he's the one more easily able to show his vulnerabilities and want to comfort someone easier because he's going through a major time too.

Dhawan!Master with an Anxious Companion:

He can see your anxiety and practically sense it too. He understands it, but no fear, he's there to reassure you.

However, he needs the same in return. Honestly, he's a mess that's trying to keep it together.

He won't let any harm come to you. In fact, he will destroy anyone or anything that even thinks about it. Seriously, he's a professional at this.

Except hand holding and possible hugs in order to help comfort you. That doesn't help? How about stealing some jewels or anything your heart desires? He has a strange way of showing he will take care of you, but rest assured that he will.

Will for sure make you a nice, calming and relaxing cup of tea.

How about warm bubble bath? Only the best and most luxurious of course!

He will even help you in trying to breath deeply, maybe even give a bit of a nudge, placing his hands upon your temples and reassuring your mind that everything is alright. "Relax and breathe, love."

Cuddles are probably the best, holding you close and tight near him to the point you can hearing the beating of his two hearts and feel how warm he is. It's enough to put you to sleep for sure.

#dhawan!master x reader #dhawan!master #the master #doctor who imagines #doctor who reader insert #doctor who headcanons #doctor who

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lilbeanz-wibblywobbly · 1 year

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Wiggle Room.

Five time travellers and a Dalek walk into a diner...

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intuitive-revelations · 5 months

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One major implication I don't think that episode really took the time to settle on is the implication that the Toymaker has already massively messed up the universe?

Toymaker: I came to this universe with such delight. And I played them all, Doctor. I toyed with supernovas, turned galaxies into spin tops. I gambled with God and made him a jack-in-the-box. Toymaker: I made a jigsaw out of your history... did you like it? Toymaker: The Master was dying and begged for his life with one final game, and when he lost, I sealed him for all eternity within my gold tooth.

And later:

Toymaker: Do you think a grand total of two can cause me to shiver when I've played against the Guardians of Time and Space and shrank them into voodoo dolls?

So to summarise:

It's implied the universe is now even more destroyed by the Toymaker's reality warping. Granted we don't know what the scale of this is, unlike the Flux, but it's possibly proportionally quite big considering how little of the universe is left already? That being said, he could have done this in history before the Flux, since it was a linear event, in which case this is far less of an issue.

That being said, it's likely this was reversed by the Toymaker being banished - so we're probably not going to see galaxy-sized spin-tops in the future. How many people died, and if they come back however, is less clear.

The Master (presumably dying after POTD), and the Black and White Guardians (at least - possibly the other 3 guardians too, excluding the Toymaker - though they're the main ones, and it's "order and chaos" specifically which are mentioned in the episode) have all gamed with the Toymaker and lost. The tooth!Master is at least left in our universe, and may possibly be secure with UNIT. The fate of the Guardians is a bit less clear, as is the implications for the balance of the universe.

But perhaps the biggest thing, and the one the episode actually took the time to give us a confused 14 reaction shot to:

The Toymaker has a made a 'jigsaw' out of the Doctor's history (or maybe history in general, although he does say 'your').

So what does that mean?

The hint is that the Doctor has already experienced whatever it is... so what was it that he caused with his interference?

To me there's perhaps three possible options:

The Star Beast - this would be an oddly minor thing to refer to, but arguably makes the most sense in the 'arc' of the specials. Perhaps he's referring to the Doctor encountering Beep the Meep for the first time again? ie. taken one jigsaw piece and exchanged its position in his timeline. For now this might be my headcanon regarding it, but would be really odd to be the intention, especially since we're already disregarding most of the other appearances of the Toymaker in the EU? It's also of course not the first time we've had an adaptation of an EU story in the main show without referencing the original (the no. 1 example being Human Nature - there are others like The Lodger and Dalek, but they're different enough that they can co-exist in a continuity with their source material).

The Timeless Child / Fugitive Doctor - RTD has said he's not going retcon the arc, but this arguably makes the most sense as a 'puzzle' being made out of the Doctor's history? Especially with regards to the Fugitive Doctor anyway, given there's the additional complications of her a) being the "Doctor", b) having a Police Box TARDIS, yet c) seemingly being from around the time of the Anchoring of the Thread.

The Toymaker's being time-wimey, it hasn't happened yet / it's nothing in particular - While it would be a bit confusing to contradict the one detail we got in the episode, this is always a possibility too. After all, there was a lot of sequel hooking all across these specials, so it might be something RTD will come back to, especially if we are going to be seeing more of the past Doctors in future series? Hopefully not by the biregeneration theory he gave about them all being split retroactively, because that is literally insane and doesn't even make the little sense the 14-15 one does....wtf.

So overall, what do I think?

Well I think I can be somewhat forgiving with the damage to the rest of the universe, just because it's implied that it might be reset, and the scale/lethality was never established. Plus like I said, there is some justification to the proportional issue not being too bad when combined with the Flux.

The Black and White Guardians implication is... interesting. We are gradually building up more and more of those 'Great Old One' / pre-universe elements in (New)NewWho, so there's a good chance this could come back in the future. It probably won't have immediate effects on the universe, as the Guardians seemed to be more concerned with specific dangers like the Key to Time. It could perhaps lead to more Eternals popping up across the universe, given the Guardians were the only force they really answered to. RTD I think is also quite aware of some of the Eternal-type lore too, since he played around with it quite a bit in those Series 1 articles talking about the Time War.

The Master's obviously coming back and as silly as this was, it does at least justify him being alive after POTD. It actually opens up the possibility of seeing Dhawan himself again too, which would be great! The nail-polished hand picking it up felt like a bit of a trolling moment, after how underwelming all the theories of who did it were when the End of Time came along. Someone pointed out that Kate actually has the same nail-polish, which would be interesting. Perhaps when we next see the Master, they'll be in UNIT captivity, Delgado style?

Finally, the jigsaw line, which is possibly the most interesting. Originally I was going to lean towards this being nothing / a vague setup for future past-Doctor stuff, since that seems to be the default, but now that I've laid it out... I think this could be a setup for more Fugitive!Doctor appearances. It makes the most sense from a story perspective anyway, given what the Toymaker said and some of the questions surrounding her not being answered, whether or not it's the direction the franchise would actually want to go.

After all, as controversial as the Timeless Child lore was, as far as I'm aware Jo Martin was pretty well recieved, and I'm sure RTD would love to look for opportunities to do more with her somehow. Whether he'd want something so continuity dependent from a showrunning perspective, however, is a bit more questionable.

#Doctor Who #The Giggle #The Toymaker #The Timeless Child #Martin!Doctor #Fugitive Doctor #The Master #Dhawan!Master #DW Meta #DW Spoilers #Doctor Who Spoilers #again I think this does kinda reinforce my complaint that we didn't get enough of the Toymaker messing with the outside universe #cause this was largely told not shown #can you imagine if we got scenes of him warping space #destroying galaxies #galactus style etc.?#maybe even a Dhawan cameo of him losing to the Toymaker?

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sacha-da-1 · 5 months

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So I’m just casually watching a “The Master once said” video to just get completely taken off guard and be reminded once again what the name of the search engine in Spyfall is and die laughing. Lost it.

#how do i manage to forget 😂#should watch that episode again sometime #doctor who #the master #dhawan!master #just imagine someone who’s never watch the show watching the video and being like #dafuq is he talking about #spyfall #‘VOR seeps into every corner of modern technology’

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bowieandqueen11 · 2 years

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Dhawan!Master Being In Love With You Would Include...

Request! Would you please write about flirting with the 11 doctor or the dhawan!master really in love with you? 👉🏻👈🏻

I love Sacha so I hope you don’t mind me doing the Master headcanons!! <3

Warning: NSFW!

(I do not own Doctor Who or its characters, all rights go to creators. Gif credit goes to @wincheskka.)

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Hmmm I had a dream about Dhawan!Master last night so this is perfect ty ty, I’ve been obsessed with the Master since about 2007 so you’re really calling me out right now I love it.

Not going to lie Master I love you but this man would be annoying as frick once he finally realises what he’s feeling for you. Instead of the usual burning hatred that plagues his mind and doubles him over in pain most of the time, it’s a scorching, devastating... loneliness? Need? Want? Eventually his brain cells will skip stones and hit love, but it will just take him a little bit of time; he hasn’t felt it very often, not since he was a young child running wild and free through the crimson reeds of his father’s fields back home. He’s lost all that now - even the memories are mere whispers tingling the rational part of him in the back of his mind, buried deep within the swallowing pit he no longer calls his hearts.

Yet he’s still so touch starved, so aching for some kind of connection with something real and solid and fiercely alive that he becomes completely overbearing when he realises there’s a chance you might not actually hate him too.

He keeps creeping up behind you in his TARDIS, like a shadow connected to your feet looming up the walls from the corner of your eye. He looks so serious, so stern as he’s lost in his thoughts before he steps into your line of vision: little did you know, as he tilted his head from side to side and roamed his eyes over you, that he was just wondering how to not ruin this. How to not destroy you, as he does everything else: if he ever lost you, his hearts might as well crumble into dust and choke him into a sweet oblivion. Then he acts all aloof, and humoured when he comes up behind your back for an ‘impromptu TARDIS flying lesson’ - which is a huge step forward in his chain of trust within itself. His hands wrap over your own as he leans over your back, pressing your waist uncomfortably into the buttons lining the console. You can feel his breath trembling over the shell of your ear, his eyes never leaving yours as you feel his midriff entrap you against his shirt; his pointer finger gently grapples yours and glides it over to the buttons.

‘That one, love - just like that. You’ll be flying me around the place in no time.’ The sound of his hoarse, near growling voice trembling over your spine nearly breaks you out into a fleet of goose bumps, and you pretend not to notice the way he begins to smirk. His lips nearly brush over the pulse point on your neck as his fingers hunch over yours for a lingering few seconds, and then as soon as he started he’s run off in a blur to pull a lever on the opposite side of the console room.

The man is literally chaos incarnate, so you can never really tell on a day to day basis how his way of showing love is going to leak out from his cracks. A lot of days, his more Missy side shines through: before you can even finish pulling your socks on he’s grabbed you tightly by the wrist and has you tumbling out the doors to visit a new planet. Just causing trouble, and trying to pull you out of it; even though he was the one who went up and aggravated the very obviously hostile Dalek leader, he still manages to push you around the corner and collapse on top of you in a fit of giggles when it starts shooting energy beams at you both. Even though he’s obviously enjoying himself, you can tell by the way his body is surging towards yours that he’s trying to keep you safe: by the way his hands have tightly kept your wrists pinned against the pockets of his trousers, rapacious in his appetite to feel you tight against him.

Speaking of - the Master is so protective of you. If he even hears the word ‘Doctor’, he’s started growling from deep within his throat and surveying the room with a snarl twitching his nose. Whenever you accidentally get roped up in his devious schemes against said Doctor, he always tries to keep you out of (his) harms way. Whether that’s fitting you with a stolen Time Vortex Manipulator on the plane he’s just destroyed, or making you stay on Earth so you’re far, far away from the planet he’s currently trying to boobytrap.

When he’s not... you know... completely wrapped up in his torment and fury for revenge, the Master comes lingering outside your door like a kicked puppy, knowing that he’s upset you with all his wretchedness. With those exploding, doey, wet eyes, he just rests his forehead against the door frame and frowns at you until you finally relent and open your arms out to him. He doesn’t want anything, for once: he just comes running into your room in less than a millisecond, and jumps onto the mattress next to you. He finds his apologies become lost in the fog of his confounded mind, choking up his throat until he draws blood from his closed fists at the annoyance of it. Instead, he lies next to you, turning onto his side so he can be tucked up against your waist, and allows you ample space to reach up and run your hair through his curls. He closes his eyes in a pained bliss, feeling underserving of such tenderness, but jointly ready to burn down every star in the sky if anyone ever dared to take it away from him. When he finds it becomes too much: the love hurtling through his hearts like a man drowned, the only warning he gives before he knocks you onto your back and comes crawling up on top of you is a groan.

The man would have stars lining his eyes, gazing at you as if you were the whole galaxy incarnate. Not going to lie, he adores it even more if you’re the one on top of him *hm hm*. Sometimes he’s just so tired, you know? Just lounging down on the sofa of his second library, when you come in and climb on top of him, trapping his thighs between your knees and skirting your hand up his chest. You can feel him squirm, his breath becoming high and full of squealing moans as his cheek bumps against the hand you have splayed against it. You loosen his bowtie, calling him out for his choking kink when you pull it out from behind his neck and he bucks his hips up. Throwing it onto the velvet purple chaise longue on the opposite side of the ornate fireplace, you turn instead to focus on unbuttoning his check shirt, until the first tufts of chest hair begin to peek out from his heaving chest. You can feel how thunderous his hearts are beating as you go, his desperation radiating off him as clawing, bruising hands come up to grip into the meat of your waist. When he leans his neck up to kiss you, it’s all encompassing, as if he’s trying to swallow you whole: he snarls against your bottom lip before tugging on it, inhaling against your mouth as if he were languidly trying to steal the heavens that lived within your soul. Eventually you can feel his knee rise up to rest in between yours, yet the kisses don’t stop - instead he runs his hands up and over your shoulders until he’s cupped your cheeks, trapping you entirely against him.

He’ll even get you a matching set of silk pyjamas to make you feel more at home! On the days when the tempest within his head has managed to calm into a vernal rain, the two of them will match in them as you share a cup of warm tea. Sitting on his lap, he reads aloud a book on Gallifreyan history from over your shoulder; he keeps shouting out scathing insults about how wrong some passages are, which nearly makes you jump out of your skin. He’ll kiss your cheek in apology, lingering against you for a moment because he knows the feel of his fresh stubble by the side of your lips drives you wild, before he turns back to the domestic peace again.

Even though he’s so desperate and craving for your love so constantly, some days he feels so desolate that he looks like a sad little puppet collapsed down in a heap on the console chair. When you go over to try and give him a hug, he’ll act all disgruntled when you wrap your arms under his jacket and tight around his squishy little stomach. He’ll jut his chin out and act as if he’s not about to burst into tears, the stubborn little feral mouse he is, but if you stick it out he’ll always eventually give in. Once the head has collapsed down against the curve of your neck, and you begin to feel his hands snake around your back like a vice, you know the real him is starting to peek through again. When you pull back to place your pointer finger under his chin and pull him up to gaze at his bloodshot eyes, he gently takes your hands within his and kisses your knuckles, enraptured, as if he’s trying to devour every inch of you.

My man’s just a tragedy wrapped up in vivacious tweed, so his version of love is like a bursting supernova, constantly exploding and dwindling simultaneously in shards of striking light. It may be overwhelming at times, but by everything true in the galaxy, does he love you with every inch of his hearts.

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lanawinterscigarettes · 3 months

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requesting fluff with dhawan!master x their gn! companion

I tried to make this extra cute and fluffy because I'm such a sucker for those kinds of things (also shout out to my bestest bud @your-next-daydream for helping me come up with this corny ass pun of a title. I love you sm <3)

The One Who Rocks My World (Dhawan! Master x reader)

Warnings: soft! Master (he might be slightly ooc due to a part in this where he gets a little emotional), teeny weeny bit of hurt/comfort, but mostly just lots and lots of fluff

"Ooh, let's go there!" You said in excitement, pointing at a random alien marketplace that popped up on one of the TARDIS console's many screens.

The Master merely sighed, knowing you wouldn't stop pestering him until you got what you wanted. He usually wasn't a fan of random, one off trips (he wasn't The Doctor) but something about you always made it so hard for him to say no.

"Fine, but we're staying for no longer than two hours, three tops. And I'm not buying you anything there." He said sternly, glancing up at you while he punched in the coordinates. "Do you understand?"

You simply squealed happily in response, clapping your hands together. "Yay! I knew you'd say yes!"

Less than twenty minutes later, the two of you arrived at the marketplace. You'd grabbed The Master by the hand and were already starting to drag him towards it before the TARDIS had even landed properly.

"Slow down, the market's not going anywhere in the ten minutes it'll take us to get there," he grumbled, though he made no real attempt to stop you, something he could very well do if he so pleased.

He lingered a little behind you, following you around from vendor to vendor as you oohed and awed over the different wares being sold.

"Remember, I'm not buying you anything, so don't pick anything up if you don't have the money to pay for it," he called after you, watching as you picked up a piece of fabric that was similar to a scarf.

You frowned slightly before putting it back down, knowing full well that even if you did have the money, you most likely wouldn't know how much to give them, and you had no interest in being scammed by some random alien seller, again.

The Master shook his head at your antics, smiling softly to himself. As irritating as you could be sometimes, he did have to admit he found it to be pretty endearing.

He turned to say something else to you before realizing you'd run off again, though to where he wasn't entirely sure. He was about to start tearing apart the entire marketplace looking for you before you suddenly popped up again, this time holding something in your hands.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying to figure out what you had. "What's that in your hands?"

"Oh, I found it on the ground over there!" You said while pointing to a beachy area that was littered with small, multicolored stones. "It's for you."

He looked at you in confusion as he took the stone, not quite sure what to say. "What is this?"

"It's a rock." You stated plainly, doing nothing to actually answer his question.

"Yes, I'm well aware of that." He did his best to supress an eye roll. "I mean, why are you giving it to me?"

"Well, because I care about you," you stated as though it should've been obvious. "And you give gifts to people you care about."

That made sense, he supposed, though The Master never really did view himself as someone other people would care for. But, still. A rock?

"Why a rock?" He asked curiously, turning it over in his hands.

"Because it's purple," you simply replied, an unwavering smile on your face. "And you wear purple a lot, so I figured it must be one of your favorite colors. Plus, it reminded me of you."

Your words made him want to cry. You thought about him enough that you were reminded of him in even the smallest of things?

"It's- it's very nice," he choked out, blinking back a sudden onslaught of tears.

You frowned slightly, your forehead creasing in concern. "Aw, don't cry." You immediately wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in for a comforting hug.

He wasn't nearly as stiff as he was the first few times you showed him physical affection, but he was obviously still a little awkward about it, holding his arms out to the side while you hugged him.

He glanced yet again at the rock in his hand, watching as the mixture of colors shined brightly in the sun, like his very own kaleidoscope.

The purple color of the stone made him smile, and he very slowly did his best to hug you back properly, not missing the way you seemed to hold on for a bit longer after that.

If this was always what happened when you went on trips together, then he'd have to make sure to plan them more often.

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x-neurodivergent-reader · 10 months

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Headcanons: Dhawan!Master x Autistic!Reader with a special interest in urban exploration

A/N: I’ve been dipping a little bit into my old special interest in abandoned places recently, so I decided to compliment my headcanons of Thirteen with an urbex-loving reader by making some for the Master!

The reader here is gender-neutral.

Content warnings: Trespassing, and running away from security.

Being the morbid Time Lord that he is, he’s particularly intrigued by the places with more horrific histories, such as mansions where murders occurred, or amusement parks that closed down because of a fatal accident.

Will make sure you infodump everything you know about whichever abandoned place you're in to him, mostly to fill in the thick, eerie quietness that would otherwise make the drums in his mind feel more prominent.

If he’s holding your camera for you for any reason, you may catch him taking random photos and pretending to be an annoying tourist while you tell him the history, just to make you laugh.

You know he’s still listening to you while doing so, because you notice him bringing up specific details you told him if they become relevant again later, or during the next time you reminisce on the trip. The fact that he genuinely pays attention to you, no matter what he's doing, says a lot.

One of the fun parts of going to places like this with the Master is that he has zero regard for trespassing laws, nor what he has to do to help you get away with breaking them.

You’re both well accustomed to evading any security guards who try to catch you, yet he’ll still find a way to make it more thrilling - all while keeping you safe.

He lets you keep any books you have about abandoned places in the library in his TARDIS. Not only are they under their own category for you to find easily, but despite his disregard for most things involving Earth, you might occasionally catch him having a quick look for places to take you.

If there’s a particular place where very little is known about why it was neglected and fell into ruin, chances are that he would suggest going to its last couple of days to see what happened, if you’re up to it. He'll always take a chance to watch any potential chaos unfold, after all.

Of course, because disaster follows the Master wherever he goes, this often leads to it turning out to be all you two’s fault.

He respects your desire to capture abandoned places nicely in your photos, but won’t resist the chance to photobomb every so often. Usually in a way that makes him look like a ghost or cryptid haunting the area. You have an album dedicated solely to these particular shots.

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tvimagines221b · 1 year

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HeadCannon: Being A Young Time-Lord, and How The Master’s/Missy Comfort You…

(Beware of SPOILERS for S12 for Sachas Master!)

The Master (John Simm):

The Master (at least this one) has never been the one for comforting, not even for himself but given that he cares very deeply about you, he tries to give it a try at consoling you when he sees you upset

The Master at first tries to reassure you with words, no matter how hard it might be “Y/N, there’s no need for those silly things you call tears.”

At first, his words certainly didn’t work

The Master could only watch as the tears flooded down your cheeks

But then The Master felt an unfamiliar pain in his hearts, and realized that he had to try harder to comfort you

So The Master hold yours hand, even if he is unable to do any more than that, and doesn’t let go until you are able to calm down, maybe even after that

Missy (Michelle Gomez):

Missy isn’t the one to get sentimental or express any sort of emotion whatsoever even when she’s alone. Most of the time she keeps any sort of feelings to herself and hides them from plain sight.

Missy has always left the comforting up to The Doctor. She believes he is much better suited for it

But there is one time, when Missy is left to comfort you

Missy tries to cheer you up with her jokes and wits, anything that could brighten up your mood “Do you want hear about that time The Doctor fell into a hole and was trapped in mud? It is quite funny.”

But not even her wits seem to work

So Missy (even though it would normally make her uncomfortable), allows you to hug her, and you cry into her shoulder

As the minutes pass, Missy finds herself slipping into her emotions as she can feel you trembling as you cry. So she tries a few comforting words. “There there, Y/N. You must remain strong. You are a Time-Lady. Everything will be fine.”

Eventually, Missy crumbles into the hug, even running a hand through your hair. And she lets you stay that way until you feel better

The Master (Sacha Dhawan):

In his past regenerations, emotions didn’t come so…easily for The Master. But in this regeneration, The Master felt himself feeling emotions so much more often and intense than he ever had. Angry. Sadness. His emotions were more open than before.

Here you two were, in the temple of the Gallifrey High Council, surrounded by smoke and ash. Gallifrey was in ruins, and by The Master’s hands

Seeing your home destroyed, not to mention the never ending fued between The Master and The Doctor was enough to break you

You had become fuled with anger and sadness that you just erupted, more so than you ever had in your travels with The Doctor

Your outburst took The Master by surprise, he never expecting something like that out of you

At first The Master didn’t react, only because he suspected that his destruction of Gallifrey would have emotional effects on you. But when he saw you break down, screaming and crying, he knew he couldn’t sit by and watch you be in pain

When you laid on your knees, hearts shattered in two, The Master reaches out to comfort you. Kneeling down to be at eye level with you “Oh my dear, Y/N…”

The Master can see the light slowly diminish from your eyes

The Master feels his hearts ache, and he knows that he must comfort you. Even if you hate him. Even if you never want to forgive him, he will still make it his priority to make you feel better

The Master embraces you in a hug, holding your in his arms and rocking your gently

With one hand, he strokes your hair soothingly as he whispers sweet nothings into your ear “Shh don’t cry, my dear. Everything will be alright, I’m here Y/N. I’m right here.”

And he even kisses your forehead, his nonverbal way of expressing his affection and care

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oswildin · 1 year

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What if The Master fell for the Doctors Companion? (AKA You!)

Dhawan!Master x Reader Headcannons

The MASTERlist

Includes:

He’d been watching you all from afar, mostly The Doctor, keeping tabs on her to ensure his next plan worked

But whilst doing so, he found himself involuntarily having to watch her pets also

Sorry, he meant to say companions

The others were average at most, with Yaz probably being the second best… with you in first

He was impressed by your knowledge, you’d always ask the right questions, and observe every little detail around you to take in as much information as you could

He also thought you were brave, in your own way, whatever it was you had to overcome, you would, not giving up without a fight

Whilst it was clear you were amazed by your travels, you weren’t the Doctors lap dog following her around, often disobeying her own orders, which of course caught The Masters eye

There was a few times he’d even stopped you getting hurt or even killed by aliens as you went off and explored

Not that he’d ever admit that

Watching from afar was getting rather boring, so one day he pretended to bump into you, when he was sure the others had cleared off that is

He did nothing more than offer you more information about the place you were stood in, which you listened to gratefully

Something about him caught your eye

For starters, he was handsome, but also there was something in his eyes that excited you

After that one interaction, he found it rather hard to stay away, often having to stop himself from approaching you, not wanting to risk his plan of taking down The Doctor for some… human

But you weren’t just some human.

But he couldn’t do it. He had to prioritise his plan.

But when it was time for his plan to commence, he ensured not to endanger you. Never mind The Doctor’s other pets, as long as you were ok and safe

You were shocked to see the man you’d bumped into a mere few weeks beforehand now in front of you all, explaining his grand plan

But through it all, after his failure (again), he decided to bite the bullet and ask you to go with him.

You were hesitant. You didn’t know the alien. Not like he knew you. But something inside you told you yes…

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