#whittaker!master x reader

[fxlling13]

Because Of You

Part 2.

Dh!Master x fem reader

Part 1

Synopsis: you finally get away from the doctor.

Warning: bad language. Blood. Pain

(A/N: so I decided to write part 2 haha. And in a different pov. Just ahead of this weekend obviously)

After another harrowing adventure, it was safe to say you were exhausted. And now the master was banned from tagging along. Apparently he’d become dangerous again. In reality, you knew the doctor was still bitter over your bond. Plus, it gave him alone time to plot an escape. He knew where his tardis was, it was just getting there. Before you had chance to find him, the doc stopped you and announced she had somewhere else to take the two of you. Yaz was thrilled, smiling as the blonde began to ramble.

“I’m tired.” You spoke softly, hoping for some understanding. At that moment, all you wanted was your bed. After spending the past five hours constantly running, that’s exactly what you needed. That and a bath. Instead, the doctor rolled her eyes and scoffed.

“I’m not stupid (y/n). I know that you’re just going to find the master.” You sighed tiredly, rubbing your eyes. Not having the energy to argue, you just shrugged.

“I wasn’t but never mind. Let’s go.”

Oh how you wished you could have stood up for yourself more. As you were hiding behind a large stack of crates, your heart was pounding and your ears ringing. The doctor and yaz were nowhere in sight. They had fled without a second thought. So here you were, listening as heavy footsteps grew louder and you knew you had to get out. Pulling yourself up, you dashed for the door and found a padlock. Great.

“Human life sign detected.” A robotic voice echoed around the metallic room and your blood ran cold. Having no other choice, you smashed the lock with your fists and ran through the door. Sadly, there were armed guards ready which meant your legs carried on. On the other hand, their weapons were knives so easier to evade. Saying that, one managed to snag your shoulder as you rounded a sharp corner. Quite literally. Seeing the tardis, you threw yourself inside with urgency and slammed the door.

“There you are!” Yaz yelled, but not with relief. Turning round, you gaped for air as your lungs were burning.

“The hell did you go! We’ve been waiting here like idiots. Couldn’t you keep up?” The doctor was almost screaming, storming over to you with purpose. Now confused, you rested against the wooden doors to steady yourself.

“We had the right to just fly off and leave you there!”

“Then why didn’t you? It’s not my fault, you abandoned me. I told you I was tired.” You spoke through heavy breathing, adrenaline wearing off. Once again, the doctor rolled her eyes and shook her head.

“You love to make excuses up huh? I hate liars.” Everything caught up to you, your anger becoming too much. Harshly, you shoved the blonde back.

“You think I’m lying? Look at me!” Yaz was quick to go to the doctor, holding her close.

“I’m covered in blood! Because you left me alone with a set of killer robots!” You shouted in a fit of rage. And you were right. Your hand was balled up, each knuckle wounded. Your shoulder had a large gash to go with this, the pain becoming more apparent each second. Huffing, you pushed past them weakly and began to walk up the stairs before stopping. Turning back to the two women, you pressed your lips together before speaking.

“He would never let me get hurt.” Your words hit the doctor hard and Yaz had to keep her restrained as you left. Once around the corner and down the corridor, your lip began to tremble and your body grew weaker. Suddenly, you felt hands land on your shoulders and gazed up only to instantly relax. The master peered down at you with worry. You succumbed to your needs and fell into his chest with ease. Your body wracked with sobs and the man holding you tightened his grip.

“Hey hey. It’s okay sweets.” Hooking his hands under your arms, he picked you up effortlessly. Your legs wrapped around his waist and you clung on weakly.

“I’ve got you now.” The masters voice was low and gentle, his hand running along your back. You faintly heard him mutter ‘hold on’ before your head began to spin. More than it already was. Everything was hazy, falling in and out of consciousness. You barely registered what your body was feeling. But you could make out the press of the masters lips to your temple. Then everything went black.

The doctor stood in the console room, messing around with the controls. She could feel eyes boring into the back of her head and sighed.

“What do you want?” She sounded bored, turning to face the master. He strolled over, jacket long gone and hands tucked into his pockets.

“You haven’t noticed.” Was all he said, standing right in front of her. The doctor furrowed her brows, casting her eyes around.

“What?” He just chuckled at her not knowing and aimlessly walked around the console.

“You and (y/n) had a pretty heated fight I see.”

“Only because you have corrupted her.” Scoffing, the male leant against a pillar and tilted his head.

“No I haven’t. And you know I haven’t. That’s what’s driving you mad.” He slowly took a step towards the blonde with a smile on his lips.

“You can’t stand that she chose me over you.” He chuckled, running his tongue along his teeth. Pulling his hand out, he twirled it round in the air with expression.

“And to make things worse for your overworked brain, it kills you that she loves me. Doesn’t it?” The doctors nostrils flared with rage, nails digging into her palm as the master continued on.

“And I love her. The one human you can’t have. Because she’s mine.” He finished, smiling smugly.

The Doctor went to slap him but he grabbed her wrist with force. They stared each other down, him finding intense joy at her upset. Laughing, the master moved away and head up the steps.

“What is it then? What haven’t I noticed?” The doctor spat, halting the man. Smirking, he turned and looked at her with pity.

“We’ve been gone three days.” He whispered patronisingly, waving at her before pulling out his TCE and disappearing. Leaving the doctor to wallow in her own feelings.

When you awoke, you found yourself in a room you didn’t recognise. What you did know, was you were lying in the most comfortable bed you had ever been in. Purple silk sheets surrounded your body, your head resting on two perfectly fluffed pillows. Gazing around the room, you saw how nicely it was decorated. In front of the newly found four poster bed, was a cracking fire. A beautiful grey tiled mantelpiece encased it with intricate galifreyan carvings. The wall to your left was lined with dark book shelves with the most luxurious books imaginable. There was also a desk slotted between. Slowly, you sat up and looked down at your hands. They were neatly wrapped up, as was your shoulder. Then you realised you were wearing only your bra and a pair of very loose pyjama pants.

“You’re finally awake.” The masters voice greeted you warmly, the door clicking shut behind him. Coming to your side, he perched on the edge of the bed.

“Where am I?” You asked, voice horse. Smiling, he placed his hand in yours and you relaxed immediately.

“On my tardis. In my room to be more specific.” He told you, happy to see the relief on your face.

“You got us out?”

“Of course I did, love. I couldn’t let her treat you like that any more.” Gently, he reached up and stroked your cheek, thumbing the skin with care. His eyes raked over your figure, fingers tracing the bandages.

“I hope you don’t mind your attire. I wanted to make sure I could clean everything.” Blushing, you shivered under his touch but shook your head.

“I don’t mind. How long was I out?”

“Three days, I put your mind in a deep state of rest.” The master moved closer, almost caging you against the pillows. But you didn’t complain, instead you felt comfort. He rested his hand by your waist, your own hand came to hold his arm securely. Almost hugging it.

“I went back to the doctor. Gave it to her straight. I should have hurt her but, I couldn’t leave you for that long.” Smiling at his words, you rested your head on his shoulder and sighed.

“How about my room? Do you like it? It’s much better than the doctor’s tardis right?” You almost giggled at his need of approval.

“I love it. It’s a lot nicer so far. Plus your bed is so comfy.” Leaning back against the pillows, the master helped you to sit straight and get comfortable. Inching closer, the man was still facing you but practically sat on the bed beside you. His hand landed on your clothed thigh, smoothing over the fabric tentatively.

“She hadn’t noticed, by the way. We’ve been gone for three whole days. And the doctor didn’t notice a thing.” He laughed, simpering as he lined the pattern on your pants with his finger.

“Why would she? I’m not important. You on the other hand-“

“Don’t say that ever again.” He spoke sternly, eyes looking straight into your own. Frowning, you cast your gaze down to his hand on your thigh.

“But I’m not important to her. And I don’t care.”

“Well you’re important to me. And I’ll destroy whole galaxies to prove that.” Your heart sped up, swallowing thickly and hoping he couldn’t tell how flustered he was making you.

“Really?” You questioned, causing him to hum in confirmation. Sucking in a breath, the master trailed his hand along your inner thigh and up to your waist.

“Yes. I will burn heaven and earth for you.” His eyes flicked down to your lips briefly, the blush on your face spreading to your ears. You looked up at him shyly, lashes fluttering.

“Stop looking at me like that, (y/n).” The master groaned, leaving you confused.

“Why?” Smirking a little, he cupped your jaw with intention. Without saying another word, he leant forward and pressed his lips to yours. Heat filled your body. You kissed back instantly, ignoring the initial shock. Your arms wrapped around his neck to tug him in closer, the male practically hovering over you by then. He pulled back with caution, smiling down at you.

“That’s why.” Gleefully, you rolled over, successfully pinning him beneath you. The master grinned, holding your waist. He looked proud at your tactical move.

“Hah. Got you.” You giggled playfully, resting your elbow down to get closer to him.

“Only you can get away with man handling me, dear.”

Delicately, he traced along your face before trailing down and leaving his hand to cup the side of your neck. Placing your own free hand on his chest, you sighed.

“How do we get back at the doctor? You must have a trick up your sleeve?” You wondered out loud, hearing him cackle slightly.

“Oh of course I do. And with you by my side? It’ll be easier than ever to get her exactly where she deserves to be.”

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[lanawinterscigarettes]

my house of stone, your ivy grows (Whittaker! Master x reader)

Summary: you find yourself growing feelings for the person who's supposed to be your enemy

Warnings: Dhawan! Doctor and Whittaker! Master (whoo!), secret relationship, worries of possible disownment (it doesn't happen), this has a pretty happy ending given the direction I could've gone with it

A/N: I don't know if anyone will read this because I'm not sure how popular Whittaker's version of The Master is but I find her to be incredibly attractive mkay. and I've currently been obsessed with evermore so naturally I just had to write another song fic, this time based loosely off ivy (my other evermore based fics are still wips, but I plan on finishing and posting those soon <3)

You didn't know how you went from despising The Master to loving her, but it had happened. All too fast and all too soon for you to recognize until you were in too deep to pull yourself back out again.

Her tidal wave swept over you, the rough waves keeping you from swimming back to shore, threatening to drown you if you made the wrong move. But they never would, because as unbelievable as it was, she loved you back.

You were just a simple house that stood out in the woods somewhere, abandoned, old, forgotten. Until her ivy was planted. It grew and grew, spreading quickly until you found yourself completely engulfed.

You would never be the same again. You could never give her up. And she could never take away her love without destroying you both in the process.

The way it came about was simple, really. You and The Doctor were under attack yet again by some alien species for trying to fix whatever damage they'd created, causing you to be separated.

You'd been hiding, doing your best not to get caught when you heard a silky voice coming from behind you.

"You know, if you're trying to avoid being seen, there's not the best place to do it."

Knowing who it was, you turned hesitantly, coming face to face with The Master.

"I could see you from your little 'hiding spot' miles away, and I have no doubt the people you're hiding from could, too." She had a smug look on her face, almost as if she was proud for calling you out on your poor decision making.

"What do you want?" You asked with a frown, immediately under the impression that she was up to no good.

She made a face of mock offense. "What, I can't offer you some simple, life saving advice?"

"You can't, no. Not without wanting something in return." You eyed her suspiciously, trying to figure out what her game plan was in being here.

"Oh, really? And why's that?" She leaned forward, her piercing eyes staring right into yours. Unlike most individuals she came across, you didn't look away.

"Because you're always up to something. You always have to have an ulterior motive," you said calmly, not at all deterred by her closeness.

The Master had to admit, she was impressed by both your reasoning and your lack of fear. "Alright, fine. I'll admit it, me giving you some piss poor advice is not the only reason why I'm here." She straightened herself back up, no longer standing as close. "I'm here because..." She let out a deep sigh, looking away. "I was- worried about you."

You let out a laugh at her statement. "You were worried about me?"

"Don't laugh." The Master snapped at you suddenly, shooting you a glare. "I didn't have to come rescue you, you know. I could've just left you here. To die."

"But you didn't. Because you were worried about me," you lightly teased, finding it amusing that one of the most ruthless and ambitious people in the universe cared enough to save the companion of their enemy.

She groaned in frustration. "Yes, okay, fine. I was worried, alright? Is that what you want to hear?" She held out a glove cladded hand for you to take. "Now, do you want to get out of here and survive, or not?"

You decided it would be wise not to push anymore of her buttons, as it was entirely possible she could change her mind and actually leave you there. So, you simply nodded in response, taking her hand and allowing her to guide you away from the fighting and back to her TARDIS. She then dropped you off at a safer location nearby, making sure you agreed not to mention any of what'd happened to The Doctor.

"I won't tell a soul, I swear," you'd promised her, your words sincere. It almost looked like she was smiling when the TARDIS doors shut. Then she was gone, leaving you to face The Doctor and his worried filled questions alone, but not before taking a piece of your heart with her.

You'd caught up with her again at some sort of alien marketplace, gifting her one of the planet's many different kinds of flora as a gift, your own way of saying 'thank you for saving me'. She'd accepted it wholeheartedly, setting it someplace beside her bed so it would be the last thing she'd see every night before she went to sleep, and the first thing she'd see every morning when she woke.

Your first true 'date' was the time she left a note on your dresser (how she got it there, you'll never know) telling you to dress somewhat fancy and be ready by nine. She took you to see the first ever showing of the musical Cats, of all things, though it was really just an excuse to see you again. Regardless of whether you enjoyed the show or not, the night ended on a high note (pun intended) when she gave you a gift of her very own; a kiss.

This back and forth dance of sneaking away together and leaving each other again when it was finally time to part went on for months, and though you never put a name on it, it was quite clear to both you and everyone else that you were head over heels in love.

You thought the two of you could be like that for the rest of eternity, hiding out from unknown forces who planned to take you away from her arms, cherishing each other in secret while your enemies threatened to rip you both apart and tarnish your new found love had they known. But as you had learned from your many travelings, nothing could last forever.

The Doctor had noticed you were acting differently. You'd been staying out later and later, and seemed much more occupied with whatever was going on in your mind than any adventures he took you on. As it was none of his business, he really didn't want to pry, but eventually his curiosity got the best of him and he just had to know.

He was tinkering with some sort of ancient alien tech when you walked into the TARDIS's control room.

"Whatcha working on?" You questioned as you made your way over.

"Oh, nothing. Just a piece of junk, really."

You nodded at his response, completely unaware of the absolute bomb of a question he was about to drop.

"Have you been seeing anyone recently?"

You froze, unsure how to process what he just said. "...what?"

"It's just-" he set down what he'd been holding on a nearby table and sighed. "You've been acting differently, these past couple of months. And, it's not that it's necessarily a bad thing, as you seem to be much happier, I'm just- curious, to find out why. Meeting someone new and being in a relationship can definitely cause that, so I was just asking."

You didn't know how to respond. Of course, you were seeing someone. Someone you probably shouldn't be. You didn't want to lie to him, but you knew he was bound to find out the truth eventually, so...

"I am seeing someone, actually." You said cautiously, testing the waters.

The Doctor perked up at this new piece of information. "Really? That's wonderful! Tell me, who are they? What are they like?"

You sucked in a deep breath while making a face that was full of pure nervous energy. "You won't like it."

"Nonsense! I'm sure I'll like whoever you've decided to take as a potentional life partner."

You blinked a few times at his choice of words before shaking your head, deciding it'd be best to just ignore it entirely. "Are you positive? 'Cause I... I just really don't want you to hate me." You said awkwardly, accompanied by some weak laughter.

He frowned slightly at your words. "That's ridiculous, I could never hate you. Now, tell me, who is it? Come on, I promise I won't be too mad," he lightly joked as he gave you a reassuring smile. "I trust your judgment, I'm sure they're fantastic, whoever this person is-"

"It's The Master," you suddenly blurted out, knowing the longer you listened to his praise the worse it would feel once you finally disappointed him. "I'm- I'm seeing The Master."

The Doctor just stood there, a look of bewilderment frozen on his face. "...what?"

You let out a sigh, having expected this kind of reaction already."It's The Master," you affirmed, having crossed the point of no return. "I- I know you're probably upset, and rightfully so, but she's really not that bad, once you get to know her-"

"Has she hypnotized you?" This time, it was you who was getting cut off mid sentence. "Has she threatened to hurt you in any way? Is she forcing you to go traveling with her?" Surprisingly enough, he didn't sound mad, like you thought he would. He didn't look it, either. He just seemed to be the reasonable amount of concerned.

You shook your head no at his questions. "No, she hasn't. I travel with her because I want to, because I like doing it. She-" you voice became slightly quieter as you recounted one of the many dates she'd taken you on "-she took me to see the aurora borealis, once. On a planet that had been completely covered in snow and ice."

That trip was especially vivid in your memory, partially due to how many layers you had to wrap up in so you wouldn't get cold. The part you remembered the most, though, was when The Master had noticed you'd forgotten to bring a pair of gloves with you, and took off her own in an effort to help keep your hands warm.

She could've just given you her gloves to wear, which might've been easier, but she hadn't, choosing to take your hands tightly in hers instead. That was the first time she'd ever done that, both in holding your hand properly and taking off her gloves in front of you.

The Doctor noticed the look of calm that washed over you when you were talking about her, one that not even hypnotism could conjure up. "Do you love her?" He asked softly, already getting a sense as to what the answer might be.

"Yes, I do." You professed as your eyes met his. His gaze was understanding and warm, the exact opposite of what you'd thought it'd be.

"Well, if that's the case-" He began, walking over to the TARDIS's control panel and fiddling around with it some "-then I suppose I have no choice..."

You sucked in a breath of air, incredibly tense as you waited for him to say what he was going to do with you. Maybe he'd just throw you in a black hole and be done with it. Or, worse, maybe he'd drop you off on some random planet somewhere where there was absolutely no chance for survival.

"...but to take you to see her." He finished with a flourish as the TARDIS landed. The Doctor opened the door and stepped outside, gesturing for you to follow him.

"This had better be good," a voice grumbled from in front of you, belonging to none other than The Master herself. Her gaze softened when she spotted you, though it didn't last very long, her eyes narrowing at The Doctor in suspicion. "What's all this?"

"I just wanted to say-" He turned, beckoning you to come closer "-that I know about your relationship with each other. And I'm not mad. In fact, I'm delighted."

You and The Master exchanged a look of confusion and disbelief. The Doctor noticed this, continuing nonetheless.

"It's true. Now, I know we haven't always been on the best of terms-"

"That's one way to put it," The Master muttered, crossing her arms.

"-but I don't want to make any unnecessary assumptions about the two of you. And while part of me does believe this could possibly be some sort of an eleborate plan to take me down-"

"Doctor," you whispered harshly, The Master smirking in amusement at your reaction.

"-I also don't want to define you only by your past mistakes." If he heard you, he didn't show it.

"I have a million reasons why I shouldn't trust you." The Doctor said directly to the clearly unimpressed woman standing in front of him. "But so did they, and now look where we are."

His words seemed to actually have an affect on her given how she'd uncrossed her arms and appeared to be actually listening. Until she opened her mouth. "So what is this then, you deciding to give us your blessing?" She sneered, going back to being defensive.

"Master." You took a step forward, offering your hand out to her, which she gladly took. "I think what he's trying to get at here, is that even if he doesn't trust you, he's not going to judge or shame me for doing the exact opposite. I can still be friends with him while also seeing you. That's all I've ever wanted."

The words you spoke seemed to have finally gotten to The Master. The ever permanent scowl she usually had on her face when being forced to interact with The Doctor disappeared, replaced by the faintest smile that only you could discern.

The Doctor clapped his hands together once in satisfaction. "Great! I'll leave you two to it, then."

The Master rolled her eyes in annoyance, causing you to let out a quiet giggle. "Yeah, you do that," she sarcastically replied, watching as The Doctor entered the TARDIS.

You waved him goodbye before turning back to the Time Lady in front of you. "So, where to now?" You asked excitedly, giving the hand you were holding a gentle squeeze.

She squeezed yours back, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. "Wherever you want."

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Her Human

Whittaker!Master x Reader (Romantic)

My brain is on a fanfic roll.

Warnings: Suggestive (Morning after), mention of naked bodies (No gender mentioned aside from The Master's body), mentions of sex

~

The Master looked over at you, all curled up in her sheets, your arm was stretched out over her side of the bed. She had gotten a glimpse of herself in her mirror as she had walked passed it, she looked just as she hoped she did when you had eventually fallen asleep last night. Her neck was covered in rapidly healing hickeys and bite marks, her shoulders had the tiniest of nail marks and her shoulder blades had the slight raised red marks your nails had made the night before.

She was gathering your clothes that the two of you had scattered on the floor in front of her bed. She'd do anything for you, she realized, as she stared at you. She shook her head slightly, ignoring that revelation as she cleaned up and busied herself. She turned her head, setting down your clothes on her desk, and she then turned for her bathroom. A shower was in order for her.

~

You woke up to the feeling of fingertips running down your spine, gently pressing down. "Morning, Darling."

You let out a slight groan, lifting your head to look over at her. Her blonde hair was dripping wet and you let out another groan, as you realized she showered without you. "You showered without me?"

"Of course, you would've jumped me again. Your fragile human body wouldn't have been able to handle being fucked up against the wall twice in twenty four hours." The Master spoke, as she gently roused you from the bed, taking her own robe off to wrap it around you.

The robe was all fluff and warm from her wearing it as you tiredly slid your arms into the sleeves. Her hazel eyes watching every little move you did and then they focused solely on hickeys and bite marks that covered your neck, chest and down your stomach. She had a rare soft smile on her face as she helped you get stood up.

You rested your head on her bare shoulder, pressing against it as she held you up. She wrapped an arm around you, holding you tight to her body. "Are you sore? Hungry? Thirsty?"

"I could use a kiss, but if that's to risky, I'd like some food." You barely had the sentence out of your mouth before she was pulling your head away from her shoulder and pressing a very chaste kiss onto your lips. It was very different from last night, where it felt like she was trying to devour all the noises you had made from her actions.

You tried to follow her lips, instinctually, as she pulled back. "What would you like to eat?"

"I really liked those eggs you made a couple of days ago." You whined out, staring up at her, and her smile had turned into a grin.

"Of course, eggs for the pretty human. Anything else?" The Master was making a list in her head.

"You." The word was out of your mouth so quickly that it had drawn a surprised laugh out of the Time Lady.

"Perhaps later today, if your good." The Master said, just as her laugh had died down.

~

The Master carried you to the kitchen and then sat you down on the counter, the purple fluffy robe was still tightly wrapped around your body and you leaned your head back on the cabinets that hung on the wall. The Master was standing at the stove, everything for eggs and the other choice of foods you had thought about as she had delivered you to the kitchen.

The Master had tossed on a white button up a male bodied regeneration of hers had worn, it was partially buttoned up, just enough to let it drift open at her breasts. She knew your eyes were focused on her body, she was proud of it. She was very proud of the effect this body had on you. She occasionally wondered, as she worked on cooking your eggs, if you'd be this worked up over Missy's body.

She looked over at you, her hair moving with the movement. You had quickly looked away, seemingly embarrassed to be caught staring at her chest. She grinned, loving the way your eyes were trying to focus on anything else but her as she stared at you.

"Anything on your mind, love?"

"No! Nope. Nothing." You said, quickly, and her grin turned even more deadly.

"Oh really, maybe I should go put on some pants, I am getting a little cold."

"Don't you dare!" Your head had quickly turned and your eyes widened as you realized you had been trapped.

The Master quickly strode over to you, The TARDIS immediately taking over on the eggs. She slid herself in-between your legs, and rested her hands on your thighs, the robe being forced to bunch up from the way she leaned on you. "What was that, sweetheart?"

You had watched her with wide eyes, taking in her way to relaxed body posture as she caged you in. Her hazel eyes raked across your face, and her grin only grew. "I asked you to repeat yourself, love."

She let you make the choice to repeat what you had said, and just as you had opened your mouth to respond, her nails lightly dragged over the robe, with just enough pressure for your thighs to feel the movement and your mouth had quickly closed again. Yes, she was in fact torturing you, but this was her favorite part of the day after a lovely night with you, working you up. Her human getting all worked up for another night, her human becoming needy and all for her.

#Whittaker!Master x reader #Cade Writes for Doctor Who #Doctor Who x reader

[bloody-cupcakes]

Yandere/dark Whittaker! Master x reader; you get caught trying to escape

Tw: yandere/dark content, gender neutral reader, implied kidnapping/Stockholm syndrome, soft femdom, the Master refers to the reader as pet in an affectionately degrading manner, the Master has a dacryphilia kink, implied smut at the end

You'd been caught trying to escape from the Master after she'd overthrown the monarchy of the alien planet you'd been visiting together recently. In all honesty, you had no idea why you'd ran away from her; she was the family you'd ever known, the only home you'd ever had.

The guards held onto your arms tightly as they marched you to the throne room, preventing you from trying to run away again. The large marble doors opened to reveal none other than the Master herself seated on the ornate throne.

She look displeased as usual, though her face lit up the moment she saw you. "My pet," she cooed out sweetly, leaning forward so she could get a better look at you. "Where have you been, dear? We've been looking for you for ages. I've been so worried."

You kept your head down, glancing up at her with guilt filled eyes. "I'm sorry, Master. I- I didn't mean to," you insisted remorsefully. Your face heated up with shame as you looked down, clearly regretting your actions.

"Oi, look up at your majesty when she speaks to you!" One of the guards demanded gruffly, yanking your arm some in an effort to get you to listen. You let out a soft whimper in fear, something that caused the Master's blood to boil.

"That's enough," she snapped harshly at the guard. "Let them go." If looks could kill, they'd both be dead on the floor for daring to touch her beloved pet like that and speak to them that way.

They both obliged, letting go of you. You dropped to the floor almost immediately, kneeling as a sign of respect. The Master smirked in satisfaction at your action, pleased to know that she'd taught you well.

"Leave us." She dismissively waved the guards away, her attention focused fully on you. They both bowed before exiting the throne room, shutting the doors behind them. "Come here, pet. Come to your Master."

The good pet you were, you instantly obeyed. Knowing better than to get back up again without her permission, you crawled over to where she sat on the throne, resting your cheek against her knee.

"What a good little pet you are." She reached a gloved hand out and patted the top of your head affectionately. "Tell me, why did you run away, hm? You know better than that."

You whimpered at her words, for although her tone was gentle and kind you knew you'd misbehaved and were going to be punished because of it. "I- I don't know, Master. I got separated from you, and I was scared and confused."

The Master moved her hand down to the side of your face, lovingly stroking your cheek with her thumb. Your breathing became ragged as you spoke, and your eyes welled with tears, as though you might cry.

Her hearts broke for you; she could tell you felt guilty still and didn't mean to disobey her. "Oh, don't cry, sweetheart. I won't punish you this time. I can tell you feel bad enough as it is."

Her soft words of reassurance didn't do much to help calm you, tears spilling from your eyes and down your cheeks mere seconds later. "I- I'm sorry, Master... I really didn't mean to run away from you..." You sobbed quietly as you pressed your face into her lap.

As much as she felt bad for you, she couldn't deny just how much it turned her on to see you crying like this. She shifted some in her seat as her panties grew damp from her arousal, something you didn't notice due to how hard you were still crying.

"Now, now. There's really no need for all of this," she scolded in a light tone. "I'll tell you what, pet. If you behave for me by making me feel good, we can call it even and forget all about your transgressions. How does that sound?"

The Master grabbed your face gently with your hand, tilting your head upwards so you'd be forced to look at her. Your eyes were glossy still with tears, your bottom lip quivering with emotion as you watched her.

"Yes, Master. I- I can behave for you." Your voice was uneven and full of emotion due to your recent outburst, but she smiled nonetheless, glad she could get something productive out of your tears.

"Good pet. Now-" she moved the gloved hand that wasn't still holding your face down to the top of her pants and began to undo the buttons "-get to work."

#might make a part two if y'all want #doctor who x reader #doctor who fic #doctor who imagine #tw yandere #yandere tw #yandere fic #tw dark fic #dark fic #whittaker!master #whittaker!master x reader #whittaker!master imagine #whittaker!master smut #yandere whittaker!master #yandere doctor who #dark doctor who #yandere x darling #yandere x reader

[hauntingcryptids]

Attempted Backstabbing

Whittaker!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master separates The Reader from The Doctor in order to find out The Reader’s relationship with her Best Enemy.

Based On This Request - Anonymous requested - “Hi! May I ask for a soft fic with The Master where they hypnotise The Reader?”

Warnings - hypnotism, hypnotism without consent, threatening, canon typical violence

Word Count - 871

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon! I will link the other fics inspired by this request HERE, if you would like to read them. I hope that you enjoy!

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The Master stroked your face with her gloved hand. She had separated you from The Doctor and had you backed up against the wall of the spaceship she had taken over. You were completely vulnerable. You had no idea how you were going to escape this situation alive.

“What’s a pretty little thing like you doing with a buffoon like him?” The Master teased as she traced your features like a sculptor carving away from a marble block.

“Don’t call The Doctor that.”

“Why? Have a little crush?” You felt your face heat up at the accusation. If you were to be honest with yourself, you didn’t know exactly what you wanted. The Doctor was cute, but The Master was more beautiful than any person you had ever seen. If either of them liked you, you would be overjoyed. The Doctor, though, tended to act like more of a friend to you, so you tried to not get your hopes up when it came to the idea of dating him. 

If you were to have a crush, it would have been on The Master. Apparently, The Master must have picked up on your nervousness. Or at least some of it.

“Ahh! You do! It’s understandable to an extent. A random man shows up out of the blue and asks you to travel to the stars with him. Nearly anyone would find that alluring, but you could do better than him, darling. So much better.” 

“What do you mean?”

“I mean me.” The Master clamped her hand around your jaw and made you look her in the eye.

“Just imagine what it would be like to be in love with me. Just think of how sad that pathetic Doctor will be when he finds us together.” The Master brought her face closer to yours and you could feel her breath on your face. For a moment, you couldn’t breathe properly. You were just so consumed by being this close to The Master, her smokey perfume filling your nose and the weight of her body on yours. It was better than you had imagined being in her presence would be. But The Master suddenly jutted backwards away from you.

“Why aren’t you acting any differently?” The Master growled as her hand moved down to grasp your throat tightly.

“What do you mean?” You choked out.

“I just hypnotised you.”

“You did?” You genuinely asked. You didn’t feel any different than you had before.

“Yes, I just hypnotised you to like me, not The Doctor. Why did that not work? Did The Doctor place a psychic block on your mind?”

“No, he never did.”

“Well, then why did it not work -” The Master cut herself off before running away from you and twirling and jumping excitedly in the middle of the room. She then ran back towards you once she collected herself.

“You have a crush on me not him!” The Master yelled before booping your nose with her leather glove-covered finger.

“Shh! We don’t know where The Doctor is, he might hear you!”

“Who cares if he hears?! I’m just excited about the news!”

“Master, please!” 

“Oh, fine, but only because you asked so nicely, darling.”

“Thank you.” The Master took a deep breath and then looked at you curiously. 

“You knew?”

“That I liked you, of course, I did!”

“Well, why didn’t you tell me?”

“You aren’t exactly easy to get in contact with. Also, you probably would have seen it as a trick and either tortured me or just straight out kill me.”

“I would never do either of those things to you.” The Master’s voice dropped to a sincere tone as she spoke. Tentatively, you reached out to hold one of her hands, which she gladly accepted. The Master was a bizarre individual with chaotic emotions, but you really liked her and wanted to get to know her more.

“The Doctor also would never let me try to find you, anyway.”

“Ugh, speaking of him, I, unfortunately, have to leave before that buffoon you choose to travel with finds us and tries to trap me within his TARDIS. Unless you want to join me for a little adventure?”

“The Doctor would be furious if he found me with you.”

“Yes, it would be amazing to witness!”

“Master …”

“Fine, I won’t freak him out, but The Doctor deserves to feel a little fear.” The Master then broke apart from you and removed one of her gloves. She kissed her index finger. Then she brought her finger up to your face and pressed it against your lips. You felt an electric shock rush through you, but then a wave of calm cascaded over your brain.

“What was that?”

“Just a little calming confidence hypnotism. The Doctor will have many questions and I don’t want to leave you unprepared for his oncoming barrage of queries.”

“Thank you, Master. Now go before The Doctor finds you.” The Master backed away from you slowly, regretfully. She then pointed her now regloved hand to you before speaking again.

“I’m coming back for you, darling.” The Master said sternly and then she ran off to her TARDIS before The Doctor could ruin her moment with you.

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[plethora-of-imagines]

May i Request Whittaker!Master forcing the reader to go through multiple orgasims as a punishment?

“Oh? Do you not want another one?”

You could only cry out at the posh, sarcastic voice as smooth and thick as honey. Her cruel smile a blur with your tear filled eyes, shaking body and now constant sniffles.

“Had enough little thing?”

Nodding so fast your head ached. Currently useless brain rattling around in your empty head.

“Well then,” she mocked. Blond hair brushing against your cheek as she spoke directly into your ear. “You should have thought about that before you put yourself into danger against my explicit order to the contrary, love.”

Her voice dripped with disapproval on her typical endearment. As if the ten orgasms past the point of tearful overstimulation had not already told you that she was pissed with you.

“M’ sorry,” you attempted to push past your lips. It sounded more like a wordless groan to even your ears.

“Tsk, tsk, can’t even apologize to your Master properly. Try again to use actual words.”

Gasping for breath you reached for the energy to form proper words. In a small form of mercy- suggesting that your torment would soon be ending- she lightened her roaming fingers to the lightest of brushes against your entrance. In the end you could only manage half a whisper before she ruined you again.

“S-sorr- hnng.”

Her fingers slipped further in to curl against just the right spot when you attempted to speak again. Your back lifting off the bed again as spots danced in your vision. Collapsing in a heap back onto the bed when the momentary rush of energy from your orgasm left you.

You didn’t want to move again for days.

“Hmmm. I suppose that your pitiful state suggests you’ve learned your lesson- after perhaps five more to really get it into your thick skull.”

#anon #whittaker!master x reader

[slurrmp]

the backrooms ✰ whittaker!master x disaster!reader.

a/n: this is some hot garbage i tell you what. but, due to the fact that the special will be released monday (australian time) - and jodie will be leaving us, have some rather bad w!master :))))) but i’m bringing back disaster!reader because i have missed her, so that’s a plus. she’s here to torment the master again. also a continuation from THIS old ass prompt.

warnings: swearing, general master nonsense.

Arriving in the safety(?) of her TARDIS, she had told you to not wander off. Told you to stay in the console room. To stay put. That’s where she could keep an eye on you and where you wouldn’t get into any trouble. The effects of the evening where still heavy on your brain and you were trying your best NOT to throw up on the floor. Knowing that would probably only make the Master and her TARDIS pissed. The feeling of the fishes hands against your body sent a shiver through your body. The pit of your stomach rumbled and you pressed a hand over your mouth. God you were going to regret asking the Doctor to let you stay at that bar.

You did your best to listen to the Master. Staying put in the console room was something you didn’t want to defy her on. Because of course she terrified you. But you didn’t think you could hold in the food and alcohol that you had consumed merely an hour ago, down any longer. The Master had disappeared down one of the many halls that connected to the orange lit room - left you standing in a corner near the entry.

Pressing a hand against your mouth again, you looked to your left and then right. Both were entrances to what you assumed where endless hallways and you picked at random. One arm wrapping around your stomach as you tried to find a bathroom. It didn’t take long rushing down the hallway, that the TARDIS finally took pity on you and let you find a bathroom, just in the nick of time.

As you fell against the floor, you emptied the contents of your stomach into the toilet bowl, before you rested your forehead against the rim of the seat and groaned.

“Never again,” You muttered a wince spreading across your face as the after taste got to you. “If the Doctor decides to go and do another one of his marathon running trips, tell him to fuck off and leave you on the TARDIS.” Another groan as you fell back against the tiled wall. The coolness of everything was a relief, before you fell forward again and threw up once more. One more groan, before you came to the realisation that there was nothing left in your stomach. (You flushed the toilet don’t worry.)

Heaving yourself up off the floor, you leaned heavily against the wall - using it for balance and staggered over to the sink. Hands gripped onto the basen, before you stared at yourself in the mirror, you couldn’t help but gag once more. You looked awful. Bags were heavy under your eyes and the colour in your cheeks was gone, you looked more grey than anything now. Heaving out a deep sigh and turning on the tap, you stared at the running water for a couple of seconds.

You could really do with a shower, but you had no spare clothes to change into and you really didn’t want to wear puked on and alien bloodied clothes again. Splashing the cool water against your face, you felt semi alive again before you grabbed the towel that hung on the hook - drying your hands and wiping down your face. Before you buried into it and screamed.

Finally letting go of any tension that was still in your body, you calmed down and you finally noticed that the pounding that you could constantly hear, was the headache starting to get louder in your head. God you could really use two advile and sleep. Looking at yourself once more in the mirror, you tried your best to brush down your wild hair. Giving up when you couldn’t, you stepped out of the bathroom and into a room that wasn’t the hallway you had entered from.

This hallway had an ugly shade of yellow wallpaper and was endless. It looked like it went on for miles. Hallways upon hallways, all with that same ugly yellow wallpaper. “What the fuck...” You murmured to yourself, turning around to go back into the bathroom, only to realise that the door you had JUST come out of, was now gone. Your whole body froze. That - wasn’t supposed to happen, this has never happened before. Whipping back around, you stared out into the vastness of this room. “No - no. No this is not happening. You are NOT doing this to me.” Your legs finally woke up and you started to walk in what you assumed was forwards.

The low hum of the fluorescent lights barely hanging on to the ceiling was burying deep into your brain - making the headache you had developing to feel worse. You had never see this room before - no matter how many times you had been aboard the Master’s TARDIS, this room had been seen before. Maybe the TARDIS had finally given up on you - throwing up in the bathroom was the last straw for her and now she was going to kill you slowly.

You had no idea how long you wandered, hand dragging along the wall, so that you could at least keep yourself ground to reality - in case you decided to zone out and lose track of were the hell you where going. It felt like hours. Always the same hallway, always the same wallpaper, the same humming of the lights. You knew that TARDIS’s were endless, but this seemed just a bit excessive.

Like it was intentional.

It wasn’t long until a low mechanical noise broke the silence. That humming seemed awfully familiar - but it had been the only thing different within this room in the last fifteen minutes. So of course, like the walking disaster that you are, you decided to chase after it. A voice breaking through your headache, it was gravelly and mechanical. “Eggs -” it kept repeating that word. That was a strange thing for it to say, unless they were craving eggs. Maybe you were craving eggs.

Your hand had continued to run along the wall, like you knew you would get distracted, you lost where you had come from and where you were going. It wasn’t long until you ran out of wall, your hand fell down by your side as you came to a turn. Your body took it and then abruptly froze once more.

In the middle of the room sat ... a ... a dalek.

“Oh shit -” Was the first thing out of your mouth. It’s eye stalk snapped up and landed on you.

“Egg-” It repeated. Oh you’re so thick. So thick and drunk still. That nauseous feeling in your stomach returned. “Egg...” It was blue, one of the master race, how the hell did it end up here? Inside a TARDIS? It looked battered and broken, the panels on its body had all but fallen away and the glass on the stalk was cracked but you knew to never underestimate a dalek, especially one of the master races - that could disintegrate one of its own with just a shot. “Exster-” Backing up, you realised what the thing was trying to say.

“No thank you.” Your feet kept you backing up - hand finally finding the wall once more, as the thing barely began rolling forward. “Do not exterminate me.”

“Extermin...” It kept rolling forward, until your back hit the ugly yellow covered wall. This was it - this is how you died. In a room filled with the SAME thing over and over again. Well, that’s what you thought, until you felt something grab a hold of your forearm, the scream that tore through your throat was brutal and loud, and absolutely embarrassing when you start to think back on it later.

“You stupid girl!” The voice echoed around your head, it was like a spot light from a lighthouse - guiding you back to shore. The hand gripping you tightened, and the distorted voice coming from the broken dalek, that kept calling “eggs-eggs-extermininate” was slowly making its way closer and you couldn’t help but slam your eyes shut as you curled against the wall.

It had all looked the same, the same room - the same walls over and over again. The same buzzing coming from the lights on the ceiling. You couldn’t have found your own way out, no matter how much you wanted too.

“Ah-Ha! Got you!” It wasn’t long until you were suddenly being pulled backward. Your whole body falling and tingling as you slipped through the wall. “I’ve told you time and time again…” Your eyes opened slightly, trying your best to recognise your surroundings, when they landed on her standing in front of you - that fiery look in her eyes. “Do NOT wander off and don’t put your nose where it doesn’t belong.” Eyes snapped open fully, as a heavy gasp escaped your lips - hands flailed slightly before they came to clutch at your hair.

“What the hell is that place!” You managed to find your voice. Tears welled in the corners of your eyes as your hands moved from your hair, to the sleeves of the Master’s coat. She was quiet for a few seconds, eyes squinting down at you.

Your grip tightened, not even noticing that she was carrying a pair of clothes. Is that why she had left earlier, to GET you a pair of clothes for you to change into, so that you didn’t smell like alcohol, puke, piss and alien blood?

“They’re called The Backrooms.” And that’s when the chill ran down your spine. What the hell was it doing on her TARDIS? “And they are dangerous.” NO SHIT - Your name was oh so soft on her lips - which helped to pull your attention back onto the Time Lord. “I told you to stay put.” Her free hand came up and pulled one hand off her jacket, and then she forcefully shoved the spare clothes into your grasp.

“I’m sorry -” You started fumbling over your words. “I had to puke...” You said it so grossly that the Master actually winced. Her nose scrunched up and you tried not to find the entire thing adorable. “I had to find a bathroom and then when I stepped back out - I found myself ...” Another shiver ran down your spine. The Master frowned before her head tilted up, staring at the ceiling.

“That wasn’t very nice.” She muttered and you knew that it was to the TARDIS.

“She tried to kill me again ...” It was a statement more than a question and the Master couldn’t help the devilish grin that crossed her lips. “What the actual fu-”

A hand covered your mouth, as you where pushed back into the wall. Brows furrowed over your forehead as a soft squeak left you, the Master pressed a finger to her lips. “Don’t say another word ...” Her hand moved to grip your chin and your name came out of her lips, which still managed to cause the hairs on your arms to stand on end. “Go find your room -” Brows raised, but hands where still holding parts of your head. “Yes -” You knew that nothing further would be mentioned about why you have a room aboard her TARDIS. “The TARDIS will behave now,” Hazel eyes cut upward again and you swear your heard the time machine laugh. “Go take a shower, get that awful smell off you and get changed.” The hand clutching your chin slowly retracted, moving to her side. “I have to drop you off to your precious Doctor in an hour.”

That had you perking up immensely and you didn’t miss the way that the Master’s eyes darkened ever so slightly by your sudden change in mood. The hand that had covered your mouth moved away and you finally let go of her, clutching the change of clothes to your chest. “Thank you, Master.” You said it with as much sincerity as you could muster. The alien blood caking to your body was starting to get distracting. “Thank you for saving me. Twice tonight.” The Time Lord gave you a look, a tsck leaving her, before she turned on her heel and stalked away.

Huffing you stood straighter, clothes still clutched tightly to you. Turning your head, you heard the low hum of the TARDIS and another door appearing next to you. “This better not be another fucking endless hallway -” You mumbled to yourself but as the door opened you spotted a bed. “Thank god...” turning you made your way into the room - door slamming shut behind you.

What a strange day.

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[noforkingclue]

Reader trapped between devious 13 and Valeyard (or Whittaker!Master?)? I know you don't write smut but some definite seductive fondling?

P.S: Love ALL your work! Kisses! *quiteFrenchthat*

Thank you anon! That means a lot :D

I did misread your request and made the a Valeyard x reader x W!Master. Hope you don't mind!

Title: An Impossible Decision

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The woman in front of you was not the woman you knew. A grin spread across her face as she stalked towards you, brushing a strand of her now brown hair out of her eyes. You swallowed thickly as you took a step back.

“Who are you?” you asked

“I don’t like stupid questions.”

“You told me that there’s no such thing as a stupid question.”

“Did I?” she paused and looked confused, “I don’t- oh,” she clicked her fingers, “I remember. You’re thinking of who I used to be.”

“Doc-“

“Don’t,” she hissed, “Call me that. I’m not that person anymore.”

“Clearly.”

You froze at the new voice. The same and yet so different. While it was just as cold there was a hint of something else to it. An amusement and arrogance that could only come from one person. Neatly manicured hands place themselves on your shoulders and you were roughly pulled against a warm chest. Hands trailed down your shoulders and wrapped tightly around your waist as the second person rested her chin against your shoulder. Red lips were pulled in a smirk and the brown haired Doctor gritted her teeth in irritation.

“What are you doing here?” she snapped

“Interesting,” the other Doctor dug her nails into your shoulders, “I wasn’t expecting to see you here.”

“Doc-“

“Sorry pet,” the other woman said, her voice clipped and icy, “I’m not your precious Doctor either.”

“Then who are you?”

“Come now,” her voice turned mocking, “You know that, my clever human. I am the Doctor’s best enemy after all, I don’t waste time on people who aren’t up to my standards.”

“Best… enemy? You’re the Master.”

“Well done,” the Master pressed a kiss against your cheek, “Clever girl. I knew you’d get it.”

“But you-“

“Alternative universes, darling,” she said, “Tearing the fabric of reality, blah blah blah. Best not to think about it.”

“Why? Because I wouldn’t understand it.”

“No. Because it’s very boring and I can think and I can think of far more interesting things I’d like to do to you.”

“No. What you’re going to do is give her back to me.”

You jumped, completely forgetting the other person in front of you.

“Then who’s she,” you asked, “If she’s not the Doctor.”

“Oh y/n,” the Master stroked your hair, “She is the Doctor but only the parts that she’d hidden from you. The person who burnt a thousand civilisations to the ground. The person who destroyed Gallifrey in the name of stopping a war. On your adventures, how many people do you think are left in her path of destruction? Who can’t go back to their families or homes because she destroyed them?”

“The Doctor isn’t like that.” You said weakly

“She is,” the Master’s voice turned mocking, “The only difference between the Doctor and myself is that I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not. Tell me,” this was directed at the other woman, “Do you still go by the same name, Valeyard?”

The Valeyard smirked and nodded. A sense of dread settled in the pit of your stomach as she walked slowly over towards you.

“And you have my human.” She said

“Hmm,” the Master seemed to be in the deep thought, “No, I don’t think I do. You see, where I’m from y/n belonged to me and I intend to bring her back there.”

“Just so you can kill her all over again.”

“No,” the Master snapped, “I’ve learnt from previous mistakes. Y/n will have a better life with me as opposed to being constantly tortured by you. Whether you like it or not, you used to be the Doctor. Do you really think that y/n will accept your ne views?”

“Can you stop speaking like I’m not here.” You said softly

“Oh my dear,” the Valeyard grasped your chin and forced you to look into her eyes, “Poor little human. You look so confused. However, it’s time for you to make a choice.”

“And believe me,” the Master’s lips grazed the shell of your ear, “Neither of us are going to take no for an answer. You’re going to have a fight on your hands, so make up your mind carefully.”

#fanfiction #doctor who #reader insert #request #whittaker!master #whittaker!master x reader #The Valeyard #the valeyard x reader

[sessa23]

Stolen with a kiss ( Dhawan!doctor x Whittaker!master x reader)

(This is my first time writing for dhawan!doctor and Whittaker!master. I hope you enjoy it.)

(Y/F/N = your fake name. Y/F/D = your favourite drink)

Doctor, I thought you said that the master had died?" You questioned, this caused the doctor to turn to you "Yes, I did say that but the master...he always seems to come back from the dead."

You watch as he leaned on the console and sighed, he turned to you and smiled "come on Y/N I'll take you to where ever you would like to go." You went to reply but the TARDIS began shake violently and this threw you back, thinking quickly you grabbed onto the railing near the console.

"What's going on?" You asked as the doctor kept trying to take control of his TARDIS "something is pulling the TARDIS out of the time vortex, if we don't act now we could end up anywhere." You looked at the doctor "what can I do to help?" The doctor was pressing buttons and fiddling with the controls.

"There are two levers which I will need you to pull one of them, this should stop what ever is pulling the TARDIS." The doctor stated as he ran over to the lever,  he then pointed to the other lever. You ran to that lever and held on "ready?" The doctor asked, you nodded "Now!" The doctor exclaimed before you both pulled down the lever

Sparks started to come from console as the TARDIS began to wheeze and groan. The doctor turned and looked at the screen "we are coming into land, hang on." You quickly grabbed onto the rail and held on for dear life, the TARDIS stopped with a thud. The doctor came over to you "are you okay Y/N?" You looked up at him, his deep beautiful brown eyes pulling you in "Yeah...im great"

There was more Sparks that came from the tardis console, both of you turned to the console. "That doesn't look good." You stated, the doctor ran over "im going to have to reset the TARDIS." You ran over to the desk in the console room and pulled out your sweet dreams lipstick from your handbag into your pocket along with two other gadgets from your time in Mi7.

The doctor was pressing all the buttons and flipping the levers. "Once I start the reset, we have 30 seconds to get out of here....or we'll die." The doctor looked up at you and then looked back down "I don't know what I would do if I lost you." He whispered, you walked away from the desk and over near the door. "Okay here goes." The doctor then pulled down the lever and the TARDIS starts to shake. The doctor grabs you by hand and you both run out the TARDIS

You turned and saw the the console was folding back into the TARDIS. Once you were outside, he quickly shut the door. "Okay the TARDIS is resetting, once the reset is complete we can go." You nodded before looking around "where are we?" You asked, the doctor pulled out his sonic and scanned the area. He then looked at his sonic "according to these readings we are on the planet zygote"

"Excuse me?" A voice asked, this caused you and the doctor to turn around. You saw a creature "I need some help from the police." The doctor put his hand up "no we're not-" he trailed as the creature stopped him and pointed to the TARDIS "This is a Police phone box is it not? I mean you wouldn't be in a police box if you were not really police."

The person nodded "My name is charles Bartholomew. I need your help, there have been some strange things occurring ever since the club was taken over by the new owner. People have gone missing, some people have been behaving as if they are under some kind of enchantment. Now there are strange things happening down in the mines."

The doctor looked "Let's take a look down at the mines." You went to walk but charles stopped you "im terribly sorry but the lift only has room for two people and any more would raise suspicion." The doctor went to say something but you stopped him "Doctor it's okay I'll go to the club and investigate." You knew that the Doctor would not like this but there was no choice, he took the watch off your wrist and put the sonic against it." After a few moments he handed it back to you.

"Here Y/N, I have upgraded your watch, it will allow me to keep track of you, now please be careful. He whispered as he looked at you before he handed you your own psychic paper. You offered your phone to him "here so you can be in contact with me." The doctor put his fingers to your temple and closed his eyes, he then took his fingers away and stepped back. "Please Y/N be careful." He replied before he turned and followed them to the mine.

You went to the club while the doctor walked to the mines. You showed the security guard your psychic paper and told them that you name was Y/F/N and that you were reviewing the club. The security guard let you in, you looked all around as you looked for anything suspicious you came to the bar and sat down, there were people gambling. Some people were some people dancing infront of the stage, it looked like a regular club. While you were sitting, the bartender came up to you

"I can I get your you?" They asked, you thought for a moment "I'll get a y/f/d, please." You turned and looked for anything suspicious. You sipped your drink and you spotted a door opening from next to the stage. You got up but as you did you tripped and you flicked your drink in the face of a security guard "im terribly sorry about that." You stated as you put your glass down and grabbed a serviette. The guard growled and threw the glass on the floor

"You people think that you can always do what you want" he hissed you were confused "I...I tripped im sorry." The man grabbed you and signalled for some other guards "you'll have to deal with my boss." You turned to try and get some help.

It was then when you spotted a brown haired woman, her bob bounching as she was walking down the stairs. She was wearing a black jumpsuit with gold thread pattern, something about her screamed authority. A guard turned to you "You're in trouble now love."

"Gentlemen, what is going on?" She asked as she came over towards you and the guards at the bar. "This person is being removed, because they started a fight." One guard stated,You shook your head "excuse me! that is a lie, I tripped over and spilt my drink." The woman put her hand up "take your hands off them, you have more important things to do." The guards took their hands off you and walked away without another word.

The woman smiled at you "im terribly sorry about that, now..." she trailed as she came over the the bar and signalled the bartender "could you please make another drink for this patron and i'll have a margarita." The woman stated to the bartender, the bartender nodded "no problem ma'am" you looked at the bartender, there was something about his eyes that seemed off, they were glassy.

"I'm Odette, I own this place. I have never seen you here before, are you from out of town." You thought for a moment "Yeah you could say that, I'm Y/F/N" as your drink arrived in front of you before you sipped your drink." Your head felt fuzzy for a moment, you shook your head as the feeling then started to fade. You saw that for a brief moment, odette looked confused. "So Odette if you don't mind me asking, how did you get your hands on this establishment?"

"I won this establishment in a poker game, the previous owner was willing to bet everything against me and being a woman, people always seem to underestimate me." You sipped your drink "people underestimate me all the time, in someways it's brilliant." Your head began to feel fuzzy again but after a few moments the feeling vanished "I would love to stay and chat Y/F/N but I'm afraid I need to have a stern chat with the guards in my office." She replied as she smiled before walking away.

"Found anything in the club Y/N." The doctor asked, this stared you because you heard his voice inside your mind. "You startled me." You replied. "I have made it so we can communicate with each other telepathically"

You drank your drink "that's amazing." You stated as you thought for a moment  "There is something about the owner that just seems off about the owner but I cannot put my finger on it."  The doctor was silent for a moment before he spoke again "I picked up some strange readings down here, the workers down here don't even notice I'm here, their eyes look glazed over." You watched as some guards headed up to an office, "I'm going to check something out"  You stated as you followed the guards and headed up to the office. "Be careful Y/N" the Doctor responded, you took a deep breath and opened the door.

You saw that the office was well lit with a chandelier, the room was empty and so you entered, The office was beautifully decorated, with black and gold accessories and a black book case that covered the entire wall, there were wooden floors . The desk was a wooden period desk and had a leather chair, there was also a leather chase lounge in the corner. It was then when you spotted a door which was slightly open. You walked into that room and spotted a screen with footage of the mines and the club, there were also various files and devices on shelves, it was then when you heard a door open. You turned and saw the book shelf open.

"I did not work hard to have everyone under my enthral to have this plan ruined by them. I want you to go and ensure that everything is ahead of schedule." Odette ordered You watched as the person she was talking to nodded "yes we have almost acquired all the needed materials." Odette stood up and picked up a device from the table and pointed it at the guard who grabbed you at the bar earlier "As for you, I thought I told you to bring the human to me without causing a scene. You failed to obey me." The guard went to protest but Odette pressed the button and the guard turned into a miniature doll.

You watched as odette walked over and picked up the doll, she turned to one one of the guards in the room "tissue compression, it's a classic...but you're not going to remember that." She then put the little doll on her desk. Before you saw her turn to the window "find the human and bring them to me, and tell the workers to activate the device. Give the doctor and his little pet a proper welcome."

You gasped as you looked at all the information in front of you. It all made sense, "It's odette....she's the one behind all of this, Doctor." You whispered "Y/N, get out of there" the Doctor whispered, you nodded "okay I'm coming now." You whispered as you went and looked into the office, the room was now silent and you saw a door close. You suck out of the room and snuck past the desk and headed towards the exit.

"Where are you going?" Odette questioned, you gasped and turned to face Odette "I was just looking for the bathroom, one of the bartenders told me it was up here but i guess i took a wrong turn. I have to go." You replied as you went to leave but Odette grabbed you and pulled you in for a kiss, you tried to pull away but odette held onto your arms tightly as she kissed you hard on the lips.

She then pulled away and smirked at you, your vision blurred slightly as you put your hands in your pockets and found that you lipstick was gone. "Looking for this?" Odette questioned as she held your lipstick in her hand. "You...you're wearing my lipstick" You blinked as you tried to walk to the door to get away from Odette but you stumbled as the room began to spin. "Where do you think you're running off to Y/N?" Odette whispered as she walked in front of you and locked the door. "Your eyes widened "how did you know?" You questioned

Odette chuckled as her turned back to face you "Don't worry pet, I'm not going to hurt you." She cooed as she walked towards you, you fell foward into her embrace. "Who...are you...really?" You slurred, the woman infront of you looked down at you and chuckled slightly "You may call me...master." she whispered, you gasped "Master? That's the Doctor's..." you trailed as the world around you faded into darkness. The master caressed your cheek "sweet dreams

#whittaker!master x reader #jodie whittaker #whittaker!master #dhawan!doctor x reader #dhawan!doctor #sacha dhawan #doctor who #bbc doctor who #role swap au #the master #doctor who reader insert #reader insert

[notyetneedcoffee]

Kicking Up Dust - Part 9

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Bucky gets a little violent

A/N: Takes place after ‘Falcon and the Winter Soldier’ with one major exception - Steve Rogers is not dead. He stepped down. This is in line with my Crossroads story. There will also be a parallel Steve story coming.

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Part 8 or Master List

PART 9

“Put them on.” Bucky held out your clothes.

“No.” You crossed your arms and glared. Now that the shock had worn off, you were pissed. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“It would be safer.” Bucky scowled back.

“Don’t care.” You snatched the clothes from him and tossed them on the bed. “I’m not being ran out of this house. I’m not leaving it. I’m not leaving you.”

His eyes softened. “This could get ugly.”

“Don’t care.” You repeated.

“I don’t,” he sighed, eyes falling to the ground. “I don’t want you to be around if I have to get . . . intense.”

You placed your hand on his bare chest, fingers barely brushing the scars below his left shoulder. “You’re not going to scare me, or shock me, or push me away.” He looked away, staring at the wall. “Bucky, I trust you.”

Even if he could have trusted his voice, Bucky had no idea what to say. It didn’t matter. Every raw emotion could be seen on his face. His hands cupped your cheeks and kissed you deep. Before the kiss could flare to passion, he pulled away. “Then I have some calls to make.”

Nodding, you smiled. “I’ll get something to cover that window.”

A while later you entered the sitting room. Bucky spoke quietly to someone on his cell phone. You weren’t sure of the language, something Slavic. He stared out the front window towards the front drive and could you see the tension in his muscles under the sweatshirt. You caught the name of the town and the name of the original homeowner, Lewis.

He touched the screen of his phone and you began to ask about the call, but he held up a finger. Holding it to his ear again, he answered with ‘Barnes’. You settled in the window seat to wait. After a moment, he just grunted, then gave a quiet thanks.

“Well?” You asked.

“I’m confident the beat to hell Explorer belongs to our boy Mic from the diner, which means it was the other guy, Bobby, who was in the house. I had someone run the partial plate and get me an address. Would you be surprised to hear they rent a house with cop Whittaker’s son?”

“Small town. Bully cop, bully kids.” You shrug. “Makes sense.”

His eyebrow quirked up. “Want to go visit?”

A young man opened the door. The sandy hair falling in his face almost hid his stoned, glazed eyes. They went wide as Bucky’s metal fingers clamped around his throat and lifted him to the tips of his toes.

“Hey, Bobby.”

Bucky pushed into the living room, not lessening his grip and practically carrying the other man by the throat. Shouts of surprise filled the room. One guy cowered on the sunken sofa. Another dashed for a backpack, pulling out a gun. Without letting go of Bobby’s throat, Bucky plucked a game controller off the coffee table and flung it at the guy’s head with such power that he dropped to the floor, out cold.

“Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me, man!” The other one from the diner, Mic, whimpered from the sofa.

“Why were you in my house?” You asked from just behind Bucky.

Bobby choked and sputtered. Bucky lowered him a little more to his feet and he took a raspy breath. “I wasn’t.”

“Really?” You tried to sound bored, though you were a little worried Bucky might do some permanent damage. “You’re going to try lying to him?”

Bucky stared into Bobby’s eyes as he pulled him a little closer.

“We just wanted to see, okay!” Mic whined. “We’ve always thought that place was off limits, protected. We just wanted to see what was so special.”

“How long were you in the house? Did you like what you heard?” Bucky’s voice was murderous.

Bobby clutched his metal wrist with both hands, fighting to breathe. He rasped, “No. No. Just looked around. Heard you… come down the stairs.”

“Who kept everyone away from the house?” You asked. “Why?”

Bucky tossed Bobby onto the sofa, where he landed on his friend. “Answer her.”

“Don’t know.” Bobby coughed. “Dudes used to get shot at. My dad said someone put three bullets in his truck when he was a teenager.”

“We always heard someone had a grow farm out there.” Mic added.

There was no evidence of anyone growing weed on the property. Although, you admitted you hadn’t walked the whole property.

“I also heard the mob uses the land to bury bodies.”

“So, some mystery shooter kept you away all this time, and you idiots decide to break in with The Winter Soldier in the house?” You emphasized Bucky’s former title. “What the hell were you thinking? He could have killed you.”

“I still might.” Bucky glared.

Both boys cringed away.

The one lying on the floor began to stir. Bucky stalked over and picked him up by the collar of his shirt and dumped him next to his friends. “Huh! Hey! Ow!”

“Let’s make this really clear. Stay the hell off my property. You do that and…”

Bucky cut you off. “You may live.”

“Who the fuck are you? My dad is going to…”

“Shut up, Joey.” Mic hissed.

Bucky just stared until all three sat slumped on the sofa, focused on the floor. You waited for him to do something. The longer the silence stretched, the more anxious they got. Poor Mic looked like he was going to piss himself at any moment.

“There is nothing on that property that concerns you.” Bucky finally spoke. His voice remained low and dangerous. “Ain’t nothing there worth dying for. Understand?”

They just sunk deeper into the sofa.

“Understand?!” Bucky boomed.

They all nodded, muttering agreements.

“Good.” Bucky marched over to where Joey’s gun had fallen. It was a common 9mm. He popped the magazine and flicked the bullets free with his thumb. The boys looked up at the sound of them hitting the floor. Gun cleared and magazine empty, Bucky stepped closer to them again. He folded the gun in half with his vibranium hand. You nearly laughed at the terrified look upon their faces. He held it out to guy they called Joey. With a dry tone Bucky said, “Oops. Sorry.”

“Are we done here?” You asked, working hard to keep the amusement from your voice.

“Yeah,” Bucky held open the door for you. “I think we’re done.”

As you pulled out of the driveway, you reached for Bucky’s hand. He stiffened. You didn’t give him the chance to argue and just entwined your fingers with his to pull it closer. He stared at you from the passenger seat for a long moment before exhaling slowly and relaxing.

“So,” you sighed. “Someone has been keeping people off the property. They didn’t do anything to keep me away. Any idea where to check next?”

“I’ll make a few more calls.”

You glanced over to see him chewing on his lower lip. “What is it?”

“There was no evidence of anyone in the house, right?” You nodded. “How thoroughly have you checked out the barn or any of the other outbuildings?”

“Just a cursory look at the barn.” You admitted. “I haven’t even been out to the greenhouses.”

“I’ll check it out when we get back.” Bucky pulled his phone out of his pocket. He left it on speaker when he dialed.

A familiar voice answered. “Buck.”

“Steve. Any chance I can put FRIDAY to work on something? I don’t have a direct line to her anymore.”

“Hang on. FRIDAY, would you please join us on the phone?”

A synthetic voice responded. “Hello, Sergeant Barnes. What may I do for you?”

 “I’m trying to figure out who has been protecting my sister’s home and why. Feel free to pull the address and all the information I have so far from my phone. There’s a history around the previous owners – my sister’s husband’s family.”

“What’s going on up there?” Steve asked.

“Someone has been keeping all the locals from entering the property. I thought it was all from old stories and stuff, but today we heard someone was shot at a few years back. Thing is, no one has been in the house since Archie died.”

“You think it’s something shady?” Steve sounded concerned.

“I think it’s suspicious and maybe dangerous.”

“Sergeant.” FRIDAY’s voice interjected. “I have transferred data to your phone regarding the property in question including utility payments, work permits, and legal documentation accessible to me. I have also sorted all mentions and communications by relevance and date. If you wish background data on any of the records they can be found on your secured server. There’s is inadequate space on your mobile device.”

“Thanks, FRIDAY.”

“Keep me posted, Bucky. If there’s anything I can do, just call.”

“Will do, pal.”

Bucky hung up and gave a low whistle as he scrolled through his phone. “Looks like I’ve got a lot of reading to do.”

“The computer pulled together that much info together that fast?” You glanced sideways.

“It’s Stark’s. She’s amazing.” Bucky shrugged. “Let’s grab some food on our way home so we can just focus on all these reports.”

You smiled, trying not flush as his words made your chest warm. Even if you were in for a long night of reading reports, you were heading ‘home’ together.

#Bucky Barnes x Reader #Bucky Barnes fic #Bucky Barnes fanfic #Bucky Barnes

[fxlling13]

MASTERLISTS

A link to my lists of all my stories uploaded so far.

Whittaker!master

13th-doctor

Dh!master

Don't forget to request! They are always open

#doctor who #doctor who x y/n #dhawan master x reader #the doctor x reader #thirteenth doctor x reader #dhawan!master #the master x reader #13th doctor x reader #whittaker!master #whittaker!master x reader

[lanawinterscigarettes]

I cant necessarily explain it but Dhawan! Doctor and Whittaker! Master just hold a special place in my heart 💘💘

#maybe its my love for intelligent yet dorky guys #and ruthless + ambitious women #ive got to write something for the both of them sometime soon #mosses random thoughts #doctor who x reader #dhawan!doctor #whittaker!master #dhawan!doctor x reader #whittaker!master x reader #the doctor x reader #the master x reader

[agent-barnes40]

Protective

Whittaker!Master x Masc!Reader (Romantic)

Reader uses He/They pronouns and is AFAB

TW: Suggestive, possessiveness, murder, mentions of misgendering

My first try at Whittaker!Master. I've wanted to do this for awhile and its time I took my first step into the fray.

Also, happy Valentine's Day!

~

The Master stood over the man on the floor, her boot planted on his chest. She was bent over, growling out threats. You were watching from your seat at the table. The man was a waiter, you think, you couldn't remember, everything had happened quickly.

The Master had been sitting across from you, rambling about her next plan to take down The Doctor, when the waiter had come over to take orders and said; "What shall it be today, Ladies?" The Master had practically moved in a millisecond to drop the man to the ground, growling out threats about making him learn his lesson.

She had always been protective of you, and who you were was wrapped up in that as well. Any slight against your feminine body figure was met with this exact situation, the person was usually torn to shreds by her words and then shrunk. You should get her something, for this. At this point, she was doing the universe a favor.

The Master had turned back toward you, and you noticed the shift of her blond hair as she had turned and her eyes immediately softening at the sight of you. She still had her 'I'm going to rip this person apart' face on but her eyes was all you needed to know that you were always safe with her. "Love, as much I love knowing that you feel perfectly safe with me, I'd rather know what you'd like done with this human?"

You smiled and shook your head. "I think he's been scarred enough, Master. Perhaps a few more threats, and I'd like a new person to serve us. I think he'd like to go home after this."

The Master thought for a moment, before her dangerous grin had crossed her face and she pulled her TCE out of her pocket. "How about a new doll for the collection? You'd complete an entire set."

You just nodded. "Fine. Only one for today."

The Master pretended to pout as she kept eye contact with you, lifting her boot off the man's chest and then shrinking him. She only broke the eye contact to reach down and pick him up. She eagerly walked over, bent over and pulled you into a kiss. You eagerly kissed back, causing the woman in front of you to smirk.

The Master pulled back, setting the shrunk man on her side of the table and settling back into the seat as if she hadn't just murdered someone in your name. It wasn't the first time you had realized just how much you had fallen for her, and you knew that it wouldn't be the last.

"What's next on today's agenda, Master?" You asked, your thumb moving to rub against the side of her hand.

"I was thinking, we go have some fun messing up The Doctor's plans. That buffoon is always making some ridiculous grand gesture for his pets." The Master said, and you couldn't help the mischievous grin that appeared on your face.

"Didn't you just make a grand gesture for your pet?" You asked, watching her expression.

The Master chuckled and met your line of sight, holding eye contact. "That wasn't just a grand gesture of love for you, my love, that was me staking my claim on you in this part of your ridiculous rock you call your home planet."

"Aww, Master, you do love me." You teased.

"And do not doubt that."

#Whittaker!Master x Reader #Whittaker!Master #Doctor Who x reader

[bloody-cupcakes]

Masterlist~

I could be a better boyfriend than him..

Kate Bishop

Kate Bishop x yandere/dark reader scenario: you express your displeasure to her laughing at your love letters

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Damon Salvatore

Damon Salvatore x yandere/dark reader scenario: he finds out who you really are

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Regina Mills

Yandere/dark Regina Mills x reader scenario: her catching you trying to escape and punishing you for it

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Twelfth Doctor

Yandere/dark! Twelfth Doctor x reader scenario: he visits you in the vault

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Thirteenth Doctor

Yandere/dark! Thirteenth Doctor x reader scenario: she force-feeds you when you refuse to eat

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Martha Jones

Martha Jones x yandere/dark! Timelord! reader

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Missy/Gomez! Master

Yandere/dark Missy/Gomez! Master x reader scenario: she fingers you while you're trying to sleep

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Whittaker! Master

Yandere/dark Whittaker! Master x reader scenario: you get caught trying to escape

I could do the shit that he never did..

#yandere #tw yandere #yandere fic #yandere reader #yandere!reader #dark fic #tw dark fic #dark reader #dark!reader #tvd #tvd x reader #yandere tvd #dark tvd #mcu #mcu x reader #yandere mcu #dark mcu #tvd dark fic #mcu dark fic #yandere ouat #ouat dark fic #doctor who #doctor who x reader #yandere doctor who #dark doctor who #doctor who dark fic

[hauntingcryptids]

All Works Masterlist

Ordered by fandom and then by character

Doctor Who

Eccleston!Doctor

Working On Requests 

Tennant!Doctor

Prank Wars - 17 August 2022

Smith!Doctor

So Where To First? - 2 January 2023

Ganger!Doctor

I’m Not Him - 4 January 2023

Second Best - 

Number One Priority - 

Capaldi!Doctor

Touched Starved - 5 January 2023

Speaking Up For Your Needs - 23 February 2023

The Professor Next Door - 

Whittaker!Doctor

First Proper Date - 28 October 2022

Impromptu Sleepover - 3 November 2022

Soaked Through To The Bone - 4 November 2022

Feeling Good - 15 November 2022

Runaway Makeout - 27 December 2022

Choosing You - 31 December 2022

New Dress - 17 January 2023

Keep It On - 14 October 2023

Wanted and Needed - 

Dhawan!Doctor

Baked Devotions

Baking Hijinks - 5 September 2022

Scheming Timers - 7 September 2022

Apology Desserts - 9 September 2022

The Master’s Plan - 17 November 2022

An Afternoon With Tea And Books - 20 July 2023

New Attire - 23 July 2023

Changes - 

Why Not Me? - 

Simm!Master

Borrowed Black Hoodie - 29 October 2022

Soft Spot In The Hearts Of A Murderer - 24 February 2023

Gomez!Master

Exception - 24 August 2022

Taste Testing - 25 August 2022

Sneaking In - 29 August 2022

Never Leave Me - 31 October 2022

Break In Blurb - 2 November 2022

Warm On A Cold Night - 5 November 2022

Jealousy Looks Good On You - 16 November 2022

Secret Date - 26 February 2023

MI6 Agent O

One Good Day - 8 January 2022

O, What A Beautiful Morning - 21 October 2022

Share Your Coat And Jumper - 22 October 2022

Work Hard, Play Hard - 28 February 2023

Dhawan!Master

Frogs and Snails - 8 January 2022

Cuddling Headcanons - 8 January 2022

Protectiveness Headcanons - 8 January 2022

Heartbeat Headache - 28 March 2022

Alone - 29 March 2022

Sneaking Around - 30 March 2022

My Baby Doll - 19 August 2022

Quarantine Breakdown - 20 August 2022

Comfort Cuddles - 21 August 2022

Anything - 22 August 2022

Best Laid Plans Of Monsters And Masters - 28 August 2022

You Don’t Mean It - 31 August 2022

Sneaking Around Part 2 - 4 September 2022

Quiet Morning After A Disturbed Date - 18 October 2022

Library Day - 19 October 2022

A Little Thought - 26 October 2022

You Are More Than Your Failings - 27 October 2022

Fall For Me - 28 October 2022

Beg For It - 30 October 2022

Get Some Rest, Love - 11 November 2022

Trust In Me - 12 November 2022

Kidnapping Dates - 18 November 2022

My Brave Little Human - 19 November 2022

And His Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day - 25 December 2022

Look To The Future Now - 25 December 2022

My Baby Doll Part 2 - 22 February 2023

Drumming Noise Inside My Head - 1 March 2023

Torturous Flirting - 2 March 2023

Lie Down With Me - 6 March 2023

Belle Of The Ball - 29 March 2023

Safety Over Teamwork - 22 July 2023

Tell Me That I Belong To You - 12 October 2023

Back In The Old Cemetary, I‘m Dying To See You, My Love -

Stay With Me - 

Please Don’t Leave Me - 

Collectible Remains - 

Something Happens And I’m Head Over Heels - 

As The World Falls Down - 

Tennant!Master 

Working On Requests

Whittaker!Master

Back Against The Wall - 18 August 2022

Secret Lover - 3 September 2022

Plus One - 1 November 2022

Attempted Backstabbing - 4 March 2023

First Kiss -

First Time  -

Why Not Me? - 

Martha Jones

Bedside Manner - 5 March 2023

Our Flag Means Death

Frenchie

Sunlight - 11 April 2022

Strings and Makeshift Patches - 19 April 2022

Kissing Frenchie’s Hands - 20 April 2022

Edward Teach x Reader x Stede Bonnet

Waking Up Beside The Two Of You - 8 January 2023

Stranger Things

Eddie Munson

Shower Detox - 6 June 2022

Aftercare, I Love You - 28 December 2022

Breakfast Not In Bed - 3 January 2023

The Band Ghost

Phantom

You've Got Good Dreams - 15 October 2023

X-Men

Peter Maximoff

Dark Side Of The Moon - 1 January 2023

#ghost’s posts #fanfiction #my writing #x reader #masterlist #doctor who x reader #the master x reader #the doctor x reader #dhawan!master x reader #whittaker!master x reader #gomez!master x reader #simm!master x reader #tennant!doctor x reader #whittaker!doctor x reader

[plethora-of-imagines]

Hypnotic master anon here, I'd like to make a Dhawan!master x reader request. (Or whittaker!master) The reader is walking though a market and sees a stall selling jewellery. The reader goes over to the stall the master (who is disguised) shows all the different jewellery to the reader, they grab a crystal necklace and use it to hypnotise the reader. The master then kidnaps the reader (while they are in the trance.)

Trying not to trip as you were gently shoved from side to side around the bustling market you finally chose to push your way to the side of the path. Catching your breath as dozens of people rushed pass in either direction. Taking a moment to look around the stalls you were close to a sparkle caught your eye.

Approaching the stall you saw that it was covered with hundreds of trinkets, jewelry, and gemstones. Slowly you inched closer past the few others looking at the wears on display. Everything was so beautiful, you wished that you could buy something... Even a small trinket, but the Doctor hadn’t given you really any money. He had just told you to explore while he searched for someone he needed to find... You weren’t sure who it was but he has warned you that he didn’t want you to meet them. Still it was somewhat weird of him not to throw you some spending money with a smile and a warning to ‘not buy too much as he wouldn’t help carry your things”.

“Anything capture your attention, love.”

Jumping as the voice startled you, slowly lifting your head to look at who had spoken. She looked far to business-like to be running a small stall in this market. Red silk with gold embroidery- that looked and shines as if it was real gold threat-  covered with a shiny black vest. Her blond bob framing her face wonderfully. A dream, entrancing and alluring beyond anyone else you had seen in the universe so far in your travels.

Drawing you in mentally, she screamed interesting. Like the Doctor had when you first met him. Odd that someone else would inspire that feeling in you...

“No? Nothing catch your eye,” she drawled out after you were too distracted looking at her to answer. “Let me help with that then.”

Lifting up a red diamond shaped gemstone on a gold chain she dangled it temptingly in front of you.

“This would look wonderful around your pretty little neck. A sign of who you belong to, pet,” leaning closer you tried to pick up on what she had said almost under her breath.

“What did you-”

“I said that this would look pretty on you,” she repeated the words you had been able to hear as she started to sway the gem side to side.

Entranced, you watched it with wide blown eyes. Somehow you couldn’t take your eyes off of it. Attempting to turn your head away from the sight was impossible too. Dizzy. Head spinning as all thoughts left you. Black spots appeared throughout your vision in the most alarming of manners. What was happening to you?

The distant sound of the market place behind you scared you. It should be louder, more abrasive. Not this quiet stream of background noise that sounded miles away. What was she doing to you?

“The Doctor should know better than to leave a pretty pet of his unchaperoned. Anyone could just whisk them off their feet and carry them away. I think you and I will have quite the fun time leading him on a merry little chase! Proper enrichment for goody goody Doctors is important you know.”

The necklace was draped over you. Still you blankly stared forwards now looking into her hypnotic eyes. Her feral smile was oddly attractive even with the fear it filled you with.  Sauntering around the stall to your side she picked you up in one fluid motion. Stronger than she appeared, then. 

It seemed as if the other people in the market naturally parted for her to pass them all by. Yet none of them looked at you, so stopped to help you. Could no one tell you were being kidnapped. As if answering your silent pleas someone seemed to point you out to a man that looked like some sort of enforcer. 

The woman pressed a soft kiss to the side of your jaw, making them relax and decide not to get involved.

Whispering in your ear she teased you, “make such a pretty, enticing damsel that even when nothing looks wrong people want to try and save you. I might like keeping you for myself more than messing with the Doctor, precious!” 

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#anon #whittaker!master x reader #whittaker!master