#jacobi!master x reader

[dreamsinmoonlight]

From Eden

(This. Would. Not. Go. Away. I had this pop up in my head while on a bus and then it kept bugging me until I wrote it so here it is.

It is a very weird fanfic I feel but it's for us Master fans and we're weird and they're weird so makes sense. It is not for one Master in particular; it is for the seven most notable ones, as noted in the notes. I apologize if you wanted more of one particular Master, I do want to make proper ones later but this needed to be the whole group of them.

This whole thing is set to "From Eden" by Hoizer, specifically the Mahogany Session version; I recommend listening to that song while reading this

Fandom: Doctor Who

Characters: The Master (Delgado, Crispy, Ainley, Jacobi/War, Simm, Missy, Dhawan), Reader (Time Lord)

Pairing: Master x Reader

Genre: Romance

Summary: It's a dance, through time, through space, through victories and through defeats. There is so few constants in the universe but you are his.)

It started at one.

He smiled at you in that charming, hypnotic way of his and you felt as if you could trust him to the ends of the universe. You knew deep in your bones that you would and as he offered his hand to you, you took it without a second of hesitation. Those burning eyes of his were upon you and only you; the music played around you and the Tardis hummed along but he seemed only interested in you.

You were his companion, the one and only. There were many for that other bleeding heart, the one who stood against him, the one who kept getting in the way, but you were a singular point and impossible to imitate, if your favorite danger was to be believed. You'd met him more than once, both monster and savior, and you found the man with the suave way of trying to bring upon domination far more interesting.

His smile, his voice, the way he held your hands in his as he danced with you, feeling his touch despite his gloves; his movements were playful but in every step graceful and calculated. There was control to it, to everything he did, and you could not help but trust him to take control, to be in command. Though you knew that the end result could only be trouble. At least you'd face it together.

It went to two.

He was broken, burnt, hurting. And there was a desperation that oozed from each and every pore of a dying body. Regeneration, revenge, survival, destruction, you understood and you followed along still.

But even death had time for a dance. His movements were far more sluggish and stiff, a body that could not move as well, as fast, as easily. But you saw still in his eyes the soul of the man you loved, the spirit of one who could not, would not, be held back by anything, not by imprisonment, not by defeat and surely not by something by as silly and unimportant as death.

The world around you was silent and hurting but you knew all the best ways to make music nevertheless. Though neither of you truly needed it when you were the ones doing it; his body might not be willing to do much but you didn't for a second doubt that he could handle any of this. There was nothing that a monster in the dark couldn't do if he truly tried, if he believed, if he persevered. And this monster certainly would continue on. A new life was not so far away you were sure and though some part of you felt sorry for the one who would be losing out, you really only cared as long as it meant that he would be able to smile and be who he always had been before.

The third lasted.

There was something wild in his eyes and you were uncertain whether to blame the planet you both barely survived escaping. There had always been something in his eyes, an edge of madness, a portion of danger that made your hearts beat all the faster because how you could not be allured by the subtleness in his smile.

But feral was never something you attributed to him before and it made this dance all the stranger and exciting. His hands held you like vices, he pulled you close and in that smile were sharp fangs ready to tear flesh and eat you alive. Yet not a drop of fear beat through your body and you held onto him as he led the dangerous movements of this dance, still controlled and elegant in some far more aggressive way.

He may never be the same, you thought to yourself as you noted the gold to his eyes, and he would never be himself again. He'd been changed in dangerous ways and it was a question not a guarantee that regeneration was coming if he faced it.

But death was ever just a small thing and temporary to him. In those bones that knew that you'd always trusted him, too was the knowledge that it didn't much better to you what changes came.

You smiled and followed him through every step of the dance, holding ever tight to him without fear.

Four came with tragedy.

The universe was burning and it wasn't his fault. The universe was dying and he wasn't the cause. These were strange things to think, to feel, and pain and fear finally found it's way not just into you but into him as well. And it colored those eyes in ways you never imagined.

This could be your last dance together and you both knew it so you were going to make it a good one. The song was the same as it had been at every other junction but it burned into your skin as he held you with a desperation that made you hurt so much.

None of this was your fault; if anyone it was theirs, those monsters who called him a monster, those beasts of stagnation that saw the universe as their toys and as worthless all at the same time. It was that bleeding heart who couldn't bring himself to do what was necessary even if it saved them a lot of heartache.

And now you'd lose your favorite and he'd lose you. But not a word of this passed either lips, held back by the taboo of weakness but you needed no audible words, not when you knew each other as well as you did.

He tried for elegance, as he had done for countless lives, but the wish not to let this actually end turned a waltz into something endless. Every time it could come to the last second he winced and forced the song to start again and you resisted the urge to rest your head against his chest. Because you already could hear his hearts breaking perfectly fine as you were, knowing this couldn't go on. It would end.

It revived in five.

An eternity came and went, in it's wake pain and loss. But fate couldn't keep you apart and you remembered the way the strange desperation in his eyes turned to relief as he forced his way into the hideway on the edge of nowhere you'd locked yourself away in. And though you had not recognized him at first, the way he pressed the pocket watch into your hands and made you open it, the way you felt everything you were meant to be return and the way you immediately realized who he was, who he had always been and always be.

Your mad feral monster and when you spoke his name he smiled with everything he had before doing as you always did, always would. He scooped you up and danced with you, he laughed and told you of what you missed, of the bleeding hearts' acts and his own and what chaos and death and suffering he had wrought. Of the pretty blonde woman he had seduced but oh, never fret, never fear, though he'd truly felt something deep in those broken hearts of his, you were still the one and only true companion to the monster. Proven right by betrayal, by pain and suffering, and he'd nearly burnt himself to death again but he'd won and he'd stolen what he needed from those who hurt him, had always hurt him. And then he came for you. Because you, you were the one good constant in his chaotic vicious cruel existence, and he wanted nothing more than to have you dancing with him once more, loving him despite every act he wrought upon the universe. And this made you feel so loved you forgot about eternity.

Six changed the dance.

She was beautiful, like a rose covered in thorns, like a drop of honey full of poison, like death itself. She smiled and she laughed and she danced about, the skirts of her dress twirling as she did so, her hair a controlled mess upon her head, her eyes glittering with the essence of true madness. And you wanted so bad to press your lips to hers because how could you, the monster's companion, ever, ever resist such a beautiful sight.

Her hand reached out to take yours and you held tight, drawing close and smiling warm as the sun to her ad you joined her. The world was in a tizzy, it always was though whenever she choose to make herself known, and the bleeding hearts would find his way there in no time but there was always time enough for a dance. You two had learned that so long ago that it was less a thought as it was an existence.

Yet something in your hearts told you that things were different, because she didn't seem as keen on the destruction as she was on seeing that troublemaker who always got in her way. Because there was a gentleness you couldn't explain or expect but who were you to ever deny your beloved monster the shards of goodness still left embedded in hearts broken over and over more?

Seven.....Seven....

She died. He woke up. And it seemed like everything had returned to the norm. But there was a childishness and playfulness and giddiness that you knew meant only trouble for the rest of the universe. The bleeding hearts had proven not enough, or maybe the monster had been lacking, but you were biased and you knew this to your core.

He took you by the hand and the song continued to be the same as it had been when he'd been elegant and when he'd been broken.

When he'd been feral and when he'd been afraid.

When he found you again and when she had been almost good.

And in this dance you found all of them, mixed and swirling, and in every way him and every way not. His eyes still burned but they burned in ways different than ever before; he laughed and it was cracks and edges. He schemed and he hoped and he acted and he hurt and killed and destroyed and this time it was his fault, every step of the way. He was the same, he was different, he was himself, he was not.

But still you smiled back at him and you reflected back all the ways you'd changed too, every day you'd spent with him, every time you'd found each other, lost each other, fought the bleeding hearts and every other force against you. And every time you danced.

Still you found, as the music continued, as he held you close, as he smiled and he whispered all his plans, as he tickled your ear with his voice, that one thing had not changed:

You still trusted him to the ends of the universe.

[noforkingclue]

Am I the only one who gets Delgado!Master vibes from Jacobi!Master. He definitely would have a hypnotic feel about him. I'm not sure if you know the song "Angel eyes" by Abba but these lyrics remind me of the master

Look into his angel eyes, one look and you're hypnotised

He'll take your heart and you must pay the price

Look into his angel eyes, you'll think you're in paradise

Oh yes, he uses it a lot in the Big Finish. He's always hypnotising people.

I can imagine that he used hypnosis to get you into his TARDIS but he'd rather not use it on you all the time. He wants you to do things out of your own free will, to come over to him willingly.

However, if you push him too far, resist him just once too often, he won't be afraid of using it as a punishment. Hypnotising you to make you do things that you would otherwise never do- destroy worlds, betray your friends, kneel in front of him...

"I..." you stammered as the realisation hit you, "you hypnotised me."

The Master gave you a glance over his shoulder before turning his attention back to the TARDIS.

"My dear," he said soothingly, "you can't always use that as an excuse. What you did-"

"I wasn't in my right mind."

"Do not interrupt me," his voice became harsh and he didn't need to see your face to know that you'd have flinched, "really dear, you're old enough to take accountability for your actions. This is war time, people are always doing unpleasant things."

You sunk to the floor and put your head in your hands.

"But I betrayed them," you said, "they were trying to help me and I betrayed them."

The Master sighed and slowly walked over to you. You looked up slowly but avoided making eye contact.

"You made me." you said firmly

"My dear," the Master said coldly, "who would ever believe you?"

[littlelambscandyland]

A Brand New Start

Yandere!Cg!Simm!Master x Little!Reader

Past Cg!Jacobi!Master/Professor Yana x Little!Reader

Notes- I wrote this while sitting in a car for 4 hours so pls forgive me if you hate it lol

Warnings- Toddler Regression, Grief/Mourning, Isolation, Surveillance Cameras, The Master's not so secretly a big meanie

The aftermath is difficult to deal with. Without fail, every time.

Regeneration was draining, at least that's what he told you... He told you he was still the same person just with a new body and memories he had forgotten. He also said that he couldn't just let you go either. Even once he remembered who he was he still felt the need to keep you around. According to him it was supposed to be a privilege to be so "liked" by someone like him. He spilled out this grand plan to destroy Earth which was also rather alarming, to put it lightly.

Each and every little detail he threw your way made things harder and harder to bear. He's still your papa, but he's an alien, he can regenerate, he's a genius, he's going to destroy Earth, this is how he's going to do it, Yana isn't coming back, you're not allowed to leave the house anymore, and he's never letting you go. He's still going to take care of you so don't worry.

None of his comforting helped. You still missed Yana, and you really were just so very confused.

You learned that he was aggressive and unstable. He'd mumble about drums in his head, and he'd destroy things when really mad. He likes his tea in a very particular way, and you're not allowed to make any because you're not allowed to touch the kettle. He likes really loud music and he laughs at jokes he doesn't say out loud. His taste in crisps is terrible. He's really, really good with electronics. He thinks the human race is a waste of planet. He insults your intellect constantly, but never seems to mean it in a bad way. And, he has a lot more rules than Yana did.

Some were in place so that you "don't disrupt his plans". Those being, not leaving the house and only being allowed to use the landline phone. Then there are the ones to "keep you safe". Those being, don't let anyone who isn't him into the house, don't touch anything in the kitchen unless he's given it to you or it's already made food, don't turn off the cameras, and never ever leave the house. Then there's the ones Yana had in place before that were basically just self care. Those being, eat 3 meals daily, go to bed at 10pm every night, shower as needed but at least one bath a week for relaxing, and do at least one mentally stimulating task a day. Lastly, he had some random ones. Those being, never bringing any animal into the house, never asking about the drums, never asking him about work, always asking when you want something, and never ever leaving the damn house.

One minor change that proved just as confusing and difficult to adjust to as the rest was his refusal to let you call him anything other than papa. Even out of regression, he wouldn't give you anything else to call him by. According to him, having you say his actual name would be incredibly upsetting to hear from you. It was a little less weird when you accidentally called Yana papa outside regression because he looked old enough to actually be your father. This version looked the same age as you, if not a tad bit older. He claims that it doesn't matter because he's hundreds of hundreds of years old, and with that he says to him, even when out of your regression you're still just a toddler. He's also petty enough that if you try addressing him without it or giving him another nickname he ignores you completely.

Honestly... You were tired. You've experienced loss before; you know you can cope. But, does this even count as loss? He's still papa just different. You can sometimes see flashes of the man you knew before in his eyes. He knows things only Yana knew. It's still him, so why does it hurt so badly?

You feel lonely. Like there's a pit in your belly that just keeps filling with black tar and bile. You miss your old papa. You barely regress around this new papa, and it's taking its toll. He claims he cares about you. You aren't so sure he does...

It was, arguably, a bad idea that the first time you felt yourself regressing in a while you ran a bath. Arguably a bad idea to not call new papa to let him know you're going to need help. Arguably a bad idea that as soon as you slipped into the tub you let yourself slip completely. Arguably the worst idea to not shut the faucet off first.

The water rose and rose and you hadn't even noticed at all. You are far too busy playing with the ducks and ships and the growing piles of bubbles. You weren't really listening to the sound of the water running, and for a moment you didn't notice the absence of the noise at all, but when you did you froze. You looked at the faucet to confirm it was off, then around the room. Your gaze landed on your new papa. It was a bit startling and your face showed that well.

He sat the towels he was pulling out of the closet onto the counter before he faced you. In an instant his once neutral expression lit up. And, you noticed him giggling at your shock.

"I was wondering when you'd notice me." His voice was light and filled with glee.

He doesn't hesitate to practically skip over to the edge of the tub where he kneels down to be at eye level. You sink back a bit into the bubbles. Your shock melts away into embarrassment. How did you not notice him coming in? He stares at you for a few seconds before his hand moves up to pet your wet hair.

"Poor dumb little thing..." His words sting, but his voice is affectionate. "Should've waited for papa to get home, then again it's far past your bedtime. Isn't it?"

Honestly, you had no idea what time it was. You barely thought of anything outside of him being here and how you really want to play with the bubbles and toys some more. The bath was still hot and you haven't been able to play in so long.

When his hand comes down to cup your face you lean into it instantly. You've been needing this so badly. The affection, the playing, all of it. Just a little bit of time to let go of all of the big thoughts that have been haunting you. You can feel your lip wobble and pressure build behind your eyes. Why did everything have to be so hard? Why couldn't you just play in the tub?

Papa easily wipes away all the tears that you let fall. He springs to his feet. "Let's get you all cleaned up, yeah?" The way he said it was cheerful, but also stern enough to know that things were going to progress either way.

You weren't all that sure what to do next given the very sudden change in the energy he was putting out. One second calm and holding your face the next bouncing around the bathroom to get things set up to wash your hair. It's dizzying. You couldn't help but giggle at his over-expressions.

When he finally comes back over, he settles by the top of the tub. You turn slightly to try to look at him, but he pushes your cheek lightly to get you to face the faucet again.

"Now," He says, leaning down and resting his chin on the top of your head. "Where do we start?" He gives a light hum before you feel a finger poking your side. "Mayybe here?"

You laugh as he pokes at you over and over again, asking if it's where he should start. First your side, then your thigh, then your arm, and lastly your cheek. Your laughter dies down a bit when he settles his hands on your shoulders.

"Hmm?" He questions like you said something. "You're right. We really should start here." He says animatedly, setting his hands now where his head used to sit.

Very suddenly and without warning water was poured over your head. You squealed loudly while he laughed. The smell of something sweet hit your nose and made you feel just a bit hungry. Next you feel your new papa massaging soap and suds into your hair.

You hadn't felt so peaceful in so long. The ducks glide along the water with your hand as an engine. You giggle at the silly stories you made for the birds in your head, your new papa is very busy washing your hair and conditioning it, and very little words come past his or your lips.

"As absolutely adorable as you are," He claims with a kiss to your temple. "It is very far past your bedtime."

You were tired... The ducks would be fine without you; they love it in here. Besides, it's best not to upset papa when he's in such a good mood.

You lift your arms up slightly in what you thought was a very obvious gesture telling him to pick you up. Truthfully, you may have forgotten that you could walk, or stand, or y'know have legs.

Turning back to face you with towel in hand, your papa tilts his head with an amused and confused face. "Cute. What are you doing?"

Your arms drop back down slightly with your dejection. The second he takes half a step forward your arms shoot back up. You open and close your hands in a grabbing motion. If he was just a little closer for you to grab him. You all but sob while trying to get him to pick you up.

He just stands there amused with the towel in his hand.

Soon enough you throw your hands down causing two large splashes. You huff a bit with a halfhearted attempt to not start crying.

He still doesn't change his stance or expression. "Use your words, Princess." He tells you in an almost teasing tone.

Words? Oh, right, tell him what you want. Why did he have to make you use your words. Your tongue felt tied without even moving it.

Between sniffles and whines you finally spit out a few words. "Papa, up."

You didn't look at him while you said it; you were far too busy wiping away your tears which only made your face more wet.

"Alrighht." He says with dramatized exhaustion. "Come here."

He finally picks you up. He wraps the towel around you as he does getting one corner of the towel drenched in water. Your papa picks you up with an ease a man his size shouldn't have. He lets you lay your head on his shoulder even though your hair was soaking the fabric of his dress shirt.

Everything passes so simply. He dries you off, changes your clothes, brushes your hair, gives you a paci, and then lays you down for bed. It's routine he doesn't remember well, but it all felt instinctual. He's done this a million times before. It was so calming, a fact that both warmed him and disturbed him.

You whine when he goes to leave you alone. Your hands make a tired attempt at luring him back to you. You were so sleepy... Why didn't he wanna cuddle you?

"Alright, alright." He sounds annoyed, but there’s a smile on his face.

The second your papa sat down you cuddled into him. His hold was tighter than it used to be, and his body felt warmer. Still, it felt like home, like safety, like joy. You fall asleep quickly. The stress was finally gone and you could rest.

The Master took a moment to look over the scene in front of him. He still doesn't know why he adored you the way he did. He loved every emotion and action you did... It haunted him, almost in a way. A child, his child wrapped up tightly in his arms. He knew you missed who he was before. He knew it was a difficult adjustment that you didn't seem to grasp entirely, but this was a big step in the right direction. Soon enough you won't be so hesitant. Soon enough everything will fall into place. Right now things are perfectly in place, his campaign, his plans, and his child.

It wouldn't be that bad to get some sleep himself, would it?

[bowtiesandflutes]

They Propose

First Doctor

You would be exploring a distant planet, and he would suddenly ask what you thought of marriage. Then when you returned to the TARDIS, you would find a velvet box on the bed and rush to the console room, grinning. You walked to the Doctor who was piloting the TARDIS and kissed his cheek. He would see the ring on your finger and know your answer. He smiled for a moment before clearing his throat, suppressing his smile. You could celebrate in private later.

Second Doctor

He took you to Gallifrey, breaking the law about humans in Gallifrey. You were walking through red grass as he told you stories of his childhood. You were in awe that he was sharing this with you, unaware that he had broken the law. He stopped on a cliff, looking out at the waves for a moment. You stared in awe while he quietly kneeled, taking out a ring from his pocket. He took your hand, and your eyes widened when you saw him on one knee.

“Y/N L/N,” He smiled up at you. You had legally changed your name back to your maiden name instead of Salamander, and it was a big step for it was the last thing you had of Ramon. “Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?”

You placed a hand over your chest, tears in your eyes as you nodded with a smile. “Yes!” He slid the ring on your finger and stood up, placing his hands on your cheek, and kissing you passionately.

You heard distant voices, and the Doctor grabbed your hand, pulling you as he ran. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re not supposed to be here. Humans aren’t allowed on Gallifrey.” He explained.

Your eyes widened, surprised that he had gone to such lengths to propose to you. Laughter left your lips as you ran hand in hand back to the TARDIS, and the Doctor quickly set the machine into flight before the guards reached the doors.

You giggled as you walked towards him, wrapping your arms around his neck, and kissing his cheek. You knew life would only get more interesting as his wife.

Third Doctor

After work, you had entered the TARDIS and noticed how dark it was, calling out for the Doctor. Lights guided the way to where the Doctor stood, a smile on his lips, a candlelit dinner on the table.

You took off your jacket, smiling as you admired his work. He walked toward you and placed his hands on your arms, kissing your cheek. “Happy anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary.” You placed a hand on his cheek, pecking his lips.

As you took your seats, he asked about your day, and once you had finished your meals, he took your hand across the table. He took the ring box from his pocket, and your eyes widened.

“I was thinking that this anniversary could become our wedding anniversary.” He said with a smile. “Will you marry me?”

Words failed you, so you nodded your head with tears in your eyes, and he slipped the ring on your finger. You leaned across to kiss him tenderly. Although you were upset, that you had to work on your anniversary, it couldn’t have ended better.

Fourth Doctor

It was a normal day, a new planet, a new species, and a new threat. You were contemplating your chances of survival when he suddenly spoke up, not looking up from what he was working on, “We should get married.”

You turned to him in shock, “What did you say?”

He looked up confidently, “We should get married.” His confidence wavered slightly when you didn’t speak, “If you want to, that is.”

You walked over to him, “This isn’t just because we could die here, is it?”

He shook his head, “Left pocket.” Your eyebrows furrowed before you reached into his pocket, looking at the velvet box. You smiled softly as you looked at him as he worked, reconstructing wires.

You put the ring on your finger and when he felt the cool metal against his cheek he knew your answer, smiling against your lips when you kissed him.

Fifth Doctor

You were getting changed and since you had no night clothes of your own, you stole his shirts. When you were looking for a shirt you found a velvet box, opening it up to see the ring inside.

“I should have chosen a better hiding place.”

You turned when he spoke up. “You like giving out mixed signals.” You laughed nervously.

He sighed as he took the ring box from you. “I know. And I apologize. But if I’ve realized one thing these past few months it’s that falling in love with you was inevitable. And although you might not be with this version of me, I will always love you. Even if I walk with a different face, that will never change.” He took the ring from the box and took hold of your hand, “Will you be my wife?”

You pretended to think for a moment and he smiled softly when you nodded, slipping the ring on your finger. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him lovingly.

Sixth Doctor

He showed his nerves through his remarks, but when Perrie left he went silent and you knew better than to ask questions. He landed the TARDIS and looked at you expectantly, and when you asked about Perrie he shook his head and left.

You followed him out of the TARDIS after leaving a note for Perrie, pausing when you saw the jungle outside. You walked through the trees to find him by a pond, the water a glittering blue.

“What is this place?”

“Paradise.”

You giggled, standing beside him, looping your arm with his. “I meant the planet.”

“I was referring to you. Wherever you are.”

“Smooth.” You smiled teasingly, “What did you do?”

“I can give compliments without an ulterior motive.”

You hummed and he smiled when you wrapped your arms around his neck. “What’s going on with you today? You were snappy with Perrie - more than usual.”

He sighed, taking out the velvet box from his pocket. “I bought this on Sahalo 5.” Your eyes widened when you saw the ring inside. “And I haven’t found the right way to ask…” He handed you the box and you admired the ring.

“Will you marry me?”

He nodded, “Yes. But not for the reasons you think.” He added when your face fell, believing it was because he was unsure of your relationship. “You and I have been and seen so much together. Endured the unimaginable. Yet you stayed. And I don’t know why.”

You smiled softly, “Because, despite your rough edges, you’re a good man. And I love you. Do you love me?”

“Of course I do.”

“Then…” You handed him the box, “I believe you have something to ask me, Doctor.”

He took your hand and you smiled when he kneeled on one knee, “Y/N,” You giggled at the dramatic way he said your name, “will you marry this sarcastic,”

“Rude,”

“Hey, steady on.” He said with a smile.

“Yes.” You smiled.

He looked at you for a moment.

“Yes, I’ll marry you.”

He smiled widely, slipping the ring on your finger, and standing up to kiss you.

Seventh Doctor

He took you to the first planet you visited and it was a trip down memory lane, seeing how far you had come and how things have changed between you. He proposed to you on a hill, and when you returned to the TARDIS Ace eagerly awaited the sight of the ring the Doctor had shown her weeks before, on your finger.

Eighth Doctor

He proposed to you as you admired the stars, and you celebrated with a glass of wine. He held your hand as you talked for hours, his thumb brushing over the ring, loving the feeling of it on your finger.

War Doctor

He didn’t get the chance to propose before he regenerated.

Ninth Doctor

You returned from a chaotic adventure and as you got showered and changed, the Doctor realized that he couldn’t wait any longer. You found him in the console room, looking at something in his hand that you couldn’t see. His leather jacket was still dirty from your trip.

“Everything okay?” Your voice startled him and he turned, holding the ring between his thumb and index finger. “Is that -”

“Marry me.” He blurted out. “I mean, will you marry me?”

You smiled once you recovered from the shock, nodding, “Yes.”

He visibly relaxed, smiling as he walked closer, placing the ring on your finger. His hands fell to your waist, pulling you into a kiss.

Tenth Doctor

You were in Tudor times when Henry VIII reigned and as he brought up his wives, he asked how you felt about marriage. While you talked, you missed his smile as you explained how you felt about marriage.

“We should get married.” He suggested casually, looking around.

You stopped walking, “What?”

“I’m saying we should get married.” He said, turning to you with a smile.

He then rambled nonsense you couldn’t pay attention to and when you fled to the TARDIS from guards, he said, “Just think, you’d have more of this to look forward to.”

You squealed when you fell down when he sent the TARDIS into flight, the Doctor landed beside you on his back, laughing. You heard something fall out of his pocket and found a ring box. He leaned on his elbow with a grin and you realized he was serious earlier.

“I know it’s not romantic -”

You kissed him with a smile on your lips, pulling away moments later. “Yes. Yes! I’ll marry you!”

He grinned wildly until steam came from the console. He pulled you to your feet and you giggled as he ran his thumb over the ring on your finger, a smile on his lips.

“First you need to save our lives.”

“Oh right.” He remembered the situation and you shook your head fondly, helping him pilot the TARDIS to safety.

Eleventh Doctor

River brought up marriage and you asked if the Doctor got married in the future. She winked at you and said, “Spoilers,” an answer that you took for a yes. But as he stood across from you, in front of a pyramid you finally understood what she meant.

He had spoken to you about marriage before but you thought it was a hypothetical question. So you told him you’d like to go to ancient Egypt and he had taken note of this.

“Y/N?” He chuckled, seeing you had frozen in shock.

You realized he had knelt down and felt his hand take yours.

“Will you marry me?”

You nodded, unable to speak and he stood up with a grin, placing the ring on your finger. You placed your hand on his cheek, smiling up at the bow tie-wearing timelord.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Twelfth Doctor

He wasn’t as affectionate as the others. When asked about his feelings for you, he would say, “I told you I loved you.”

“Yeah, once.” You smiled at him fondly while Clara shook her head, shocked.

“If anything changed I’d let you know.”

So the proposal came as a surprise. Not only was it emotional and romantic, but he told you he loved you and brought you into an embrace, kissing you tenderly.

Thirteenth Doctor

She had gotten the ring in her past incarnation but never had a chance to ask the question. You were wide awake, while the others had collapsed on their beds and spoke about your history, laughing at a few stories.

She told you how grateful she was for how accepting you were. She told you she loved you and awkwardly brought up the ring. You were shocked and as she rambled, a smile formed on your lips.

“Well, for the record, if you asked, I would have said yes.” You told her.

She reached into her pocket and revealed the ring box. “Good thing I held onto it then.”

Fourteenth Doctor

He had planned it for a while and when you arrived home you found him in the Tardis, the lights were out, and he kneeled in the middle of a circle of lit candles.

"You are a remarkable woman. And I would follow you anywhere if you'll let me?"

Delgado!Master

He surprised you with dinner and before dessert, he took your hand and showed you the ring. You smiled softly, seeing his usual confidence was absent tonight.

“Of course, I’ll marry you.”

He smiled, eyes brightening as he placed the ring on your finger. He kissed your knuckles and you leaned across the table to peck his lips.

Ainley!Master

He had mentioned Gallifrey once and his tone told you that you should never ask again so you didn’t. But to see his home planet was the moment he promised you that he wouldn’t hold anything back, to be completely honest with you.

He proposed to you above Gallifrey and told you one day he would take you there, as his bride.

Roberts!Master

He never got the chance to propose before his demise.

Jacobi!Master

You had survived the time war miraculously and when he decided to go into hiding as a human, you programmed your memories as friends and as you helped him at the Silo, love bloomed and he proposed to you one night in the lab.

Simm!Master

He made a spectacle of it. You were attending an event that would increase his power and bring him one step closer to glory. You never liked these events but you enjoyed the time you spent with him, dancing and laughing. He stopped the small orchestra and you turned when you heard him calling for everyone’s attention.

“Y/N, come here.” You smiled faintly, sending confused glances his way as you stood beside him.

He proposed to you in front of the crowd, giving a speech, thanking you for always being by his side. You teared up as you whispered yes, nodding your head and he put the ring on your finger, intertwining your fingers as he stood up to kiss you.

Missy

You were lying in bed, reminiscing when she blurted out, “Marry me.”

You looked at her questioningly but she only repeated it.

“You’re serious.” You lifted your head from her shoulder, leaning on your elbow.

She nodded, “Yes.”

You smiled brightly, “Okay. Okay, I’ll marry you.” You leaned down to kiss her, smiling into the kiss.

Dhawan!Master

He proposed to you one night you sat on the porch, watching the sun go down. His TARDIS resided on a beautiful landscape and it was peaceful out of the city, just the two of you.

“I could sit here forever.” You sighed dreamily.

He smiled at you, taking the box out of his pocket. “We could.”

You looked at him, eyebrows knitting it together. “What?”

“We could stay here. Together.” He stood up, taking your hand as he knelt in front of you. Your eyes widened, catching his meaning. “Will you do me the utmost honour, and become my wife?”

“Yes!” You replied a second later, causing him to chuckle fondly, placing the ring on your finger. You nearly tackled him in a hug and he smiled as he cupped your cheek, pressing his lips to yours.

Jamie McCrimmon

You had an arranged marriage so you knew that when you were formally introduced for the first time that he would propose. You were sitting in your garden when he arrived and he took a deep breath before approaching you.

He greeted you with a smile and you returned it, although it didn’t reach your eyes. He took your hands as you stood up and you stared up at him, admiring his gentle features.

“Will you be my wife?” He squeezed your hands, easing his nerves.

“I will.” You smiled softly.

Jamie looked at your father who approached, congratulating you both.

Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart

He took you out for dinner, arriving home early from work. You went for a walk afterward and as you were walking he suddenly knelt on one knee and you gasped when you saw the ring. He smiled when you said yes, standing up to slip the ring on your finger.

Mike Yates

You had found the ring box in his dresser and he had come home, finding you with the ring. He stammered for a few moments before taking it from you, “Not how I planned but…” He knelt on one knee and took your hand, smiling up at you. “Y/N L/N, will you marry me?”

You nodded, smiling as he slipped the ring on your finger.

Alydon

News hadn’t spread about his broken arrangement with Dyoni yet but Alydon didn’t waste a second as he raced over to find you as you trained. You looked at the panting leader with a raised eyebrow, as he stopped in front of you.

“Marry me.”

Your eyes widened, unable to speak. Alydon quickly filled the silence.

“I am no longer promised to Dyoni. I know what I want and as a leader, I get to decide.” He stood a little taller, “And if I have to spend the rest of my life with someone I want it to be with you.”

“You make it sound so damning.” You smiled.

“Not if I get to spend the rest of my life with you.” He said, placing a hand on your cheek. “Marry me?”

You nodded, smiling brightly when his lips met yours, placing a hand on his chest.

Rory Williams

It was a foolish idea to tell Amy that he planned on proposing. She had taken over and at first, Rory was hesitant. It was odd that his ex-wife was planning where he would propose but when he saw the familiar street he couldn’t form words on how to thank her or the Doctor. The two left to explore your hometown and you enjoyed being home again, sitting on a hill eating fruit as you reminisced about memories you shared with Rory there.

He took the ring from his pocket and cleared his throat, kneeling on the ground. You turned to look at him, eyes widening when you saw the ring.

“I swear that every day I will care for you. Love you. Protect you. You left your home for me and I can’t thank the stars enough that you did because I don’t know what my life would be like without you in it. I get scared thinking about it…” he cleared his throat, realizing he was rambling. “Y/N L/N, will you marry me?”

You wiped a tear that fell on your cheek and Rory frowned. “Sorry -” He paused when you kissed him, erasing his doubts.

“Of course, I’ll marry you.” You smiled when you pulled away. He placed the ring on your finger and kissed you tenderly, pulling away when Amy and The Doctor emerged, clapping and cheering.

Ian Chesterton

You both wanted to leave the Tardis for weeks. You felt you had more to live back on Earth, a life planned out with marriage and kids that could never happen on the Tardis. You had laid in bed talking about what your life would be if you were on Earth and Ian said he would propose to you, and the only reason he hadn’t right now was that he didn’t have a ring.

When you returned to Earth, weeks after settling into a normal life without aliens and different planets every day, Ian planned a romantic dinner. He held your hand as he knelt beside your chair, holding an open ring box in his hand.

“Will you marry me?” He asked with a smile.

“Yes!” You nodded, biting your lip when he slipped the ring on your finger. You both stood up and he wrapped his arms around you, dipping you slightly as he kissed you.

[simp-for-the-masters]

I want to sit on Jacobi!Master's lap and feed him a home cooked meal - 🎩

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[iwouldfuckthemaster]

So we know War master had basically no time for sex because of the war. So how pent up must Simm master be by the time he finds you. He's determined to make you as needy as him before he slowly makes love to you. He spent so long waiting to get his hands on you and wants to go slow and gentle. Just to relax and enjoy having you there beneath him again. One hand in yours the whole time and cuddles afterwards.

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[yeet-me-dad-dy]

Happy Birthday Mammon, '21

Warnings: Smooches

Summary: You take Mammon to the human realm for his birthday.

Characters: Mammon x GN Reader

Fandom: Obey Me! Shall we date?

You woke early the day of Mammon’s birthday, before anyone but Lucifer was up, and padded on bare feet to his bedroom. The door was cracked, and soft orange light spilled lazily into the hall. You pushed the door open, stepped in, and closed it silently behind you. Lucifer stood in front of his wardrobe as he got dressed.

“Morning,” you greeted with a yawn.

“Good morning,” he replied as he turned toward you with a lazy smile.

“Is everything set for today?”

He nodded and finished buttoning his shirt, then reached for his vest.

“Barbatos is expecting you before dinner tonight, and then tomorrow around noon. My D.D.D is on and charged, should you need anything or Mammon gets into trouble, and my brothers have been instructed to be nice to him… As nice as they can be, anyway.”

You smiled and released a breath you didn’t realize you had been holding. If Lucifer was confident that all was prepared, then you could relax. You just really wanted Mammon’s birthday to be perfect.

“Thanks for helping me with this, Lucifer,” you said.

“Of course. Mammon may be the scummiest of us, but I suppose he does deserve a good day now and then.”

You frowned and crossed your arms over your chest. You hated when they said things like that about him.

“Sorry,” he apologized. “That’s a habit I’m actively trying to break.”

“You’re forgiven,” you chuckled.

You didn’t need to get into another fight about how the brothers treat Mammon. You’d already thoroughly ripped into each of them more than once. Gratefully, they seemed to be trying to be nicer, at the very least.

“Mammon is very lucky to have you, you know,” Lucifer said, suddenly serious. “You’re good for him. You make him happy, and I’m very glad that he has you.”

You didn’t know what to say to that, but luckily you knew that he didn’t need an answer. You thanked him one last time before you returned to your room to make some phone calls.

You made the brothers a human world breakfast of eggs, toast, sausage, and fresh fruits. Afterward, Mammon sheepishly invited you to go out to the casinos and shops with him, which you gladly agreed to. The demon never stopped grinning, even when he lost money, and he was much handsier than normal, from linking his arm with yours, to pulling you onto his lap while he played at the tables, to hugging you when he won big. He even bought you some things. Very un-Mammon-like.

“Man, I’m feeling GOOD today!” he exclaimed as you left the casino hand in hand.

“Well, it is your birthday,” you chuckled.

He laughed and swung his arm back and forth like a child, taking your hand with it.

“Nah, I think it’s cuz you’re here. You’re like my lucky charm.”

You smiled and tried to hide the blush that dusted your cheeks. You quickly checked your watch, and your stomach twisted with both excitement and anxiety. It was time.

“C’mon, Mammon, let’s head to Diavolo’s castle. I have a surprise for you.”

His eyes went wide and his face lit up.

“Don’t tell me ya got him to give me one of those big expensive artifacts he keeps chained down so that I can’t steal it!”

You laughed and pulled him along behind you.

“Sorry, not this time. I think you’ll like what I have planned, though.”

You walked hand-in-hand through the city, beneath colorful lights and past beautiful architecture. The Devildom truly was beautiful. Finally, the castle loomed menacingly before you, but instead of fear, you felt comfort and a sense of home. After all, Diavolo was the only reason you had come to the Devildom to begin with. You pushed the heavy front door open and Mammon followed you in. Barbatos was waiting for you, just as Lucifer had said he would be. Mammon eyed him, confused.

“Is Barbatos my present..?”

The steward laughed and shook his head.

“Happy birthday, Mammon. Come with me please,” he greeted.

There was a bounce in Mammon’s step as he followed eagerly after. Barbatos walked so quickly, you nearly had to jog to keep up with him. You supposed he had to be quick if he was going to do everything he had to do in a day in a timely manner. He led you and Mammon into the Hall of Doors, stopping before a door you recognized immediately. It was big, made with crimson wood and intricately carved. Beautiful stained glass made up the majority of the upper half of the door, and an iron door handle with a classic keyhole had an old key sticking out of it. Your key.

“What are we doin’ here?” Mammon asked, now even more confused than before.

Barbatos simply gestured toward the door. Mammon looked to you for a mix of permission and comfort, which you provided with a nod of your head. He stepped up to the door, reached for the handle, and turned the key. The door swung open silently on its hinges, revealing a stunning dark wood and white marble entryway.

“Where is this?” he asked hesitantly, though his eyes were bright as they followed up the double staircase, to the balconies above, then the huge crystal chandelier, crown moulding, and gold accents. His breath caught in his chest.

“It’s my house,” you said, and he turned to look at you so quickly that you were sure he gave himself whiplash.

“You’re jokin’,” he said, expression blank.

You smiled and shook your head.

“You can go in. You’re gonna stay in my house with me tonight.”

His eyes widened once more as he gazed back through the doorway. He stepped inside. You thanked Barbatos, took your key from the door, and shut it behind you.

“Welcome to my world,” you chuckled.

You watched him fondly as he wandered around the foyer, touching everything he could.

“This would sell for so much…” you heard him whisper as he picked up a small bust of Achilles from the antique table against the left wall.

He turned to look at you, bust still in hand.

“You never told me you’re rich!” he exclaimed.

You smirked, shrugged, and strode toward him.

“I didn’t want you to like me for my money.”

He nodded and begrudgingly put the bust back in place.

“Ah, Master Y/N, you’re home.”

You both turned to acknowledge the newest presence in the room. An old man with dark skin emerged from the archway across the room. His hair was cut short, balding and white, he had white stubble on his jaw, deep laugh lines painted his face, and his silver eyes sparkled with the memories of a life filled with joy.

“Jacobi,” you greeted as you jogged forward to envelop the man in a hug.

You motioned Mammon over to introduce him.

“Mammon, this is Jacobi, my steward. He’s worked for my family since he was a young man. He raised me.”

The demon reached out to shake your steward’s gloved hand.

“Well, ya did a good job,” he told him. “Ya raised Y/N right.”

Jacobi chuckled, his eyes nearly closing with the size of his grin, revealing more deep creases in his face.

“Well thank you, sir,” he replied. “That means a lot to me, hearin’ you say that.”

His voice carried the usual crackliness that human voices tend to do as they get old, and he was soft spoken, but it was the kind of voice that demanded you stop and listen.

He turned his attention back to you.

“You’re right on time, young master, dinner is ready to be served.”

He gestured toward the archway in between the two staircases across the room. You clapped him gently on the shoulder, rested a hand on Mammon’s lower back, and led the demon into the dining room.

“Dinner?” Mammon asked as he regarded the long dining table and high-backed chairs with deep red cushions.

“Yeah. Lucifer told me you’d never had Italian food, so I had my chefs make some of my favorite dishes for you to try.”

“You have personal chefs!?”

You chuckled and nodded.

You sat at the head of the table and Mammon sat to your right. There was a black lace table runner along the length of the dark wooden surface. In the very middle of the table was a centerpiece of candles, fruits, bones, feathers, and other natural materials like moss and pinecones. He noticed one fruit that looked surprisingly similar to a human heart. He also took note of the chandelier above, the dark baseboards on white walls, and the grand stone fireplace set into the far end of the room, with wolves and ravens carved into black wood and affixed above the mantel. All in all, he was feeling equal measures of wonder and unease.

“Did you choose these decorations?” he asked as servants filed out of the door behind him with platter after platter of food.

You nodded in response to his question.

He waited for the platters to be set down and the servants to leave before he said, “It’s very… dark. Guess that’s why ya like the devildom so much, huh?”

You laughed and shook your head, then reached forward to serve yourself. Mammon followed your example and piled his plate high with a little bit of everything.

“The Devildom is my home, Mammon. And I don’t like it there because it’s dark and spooky, though that does help. I like it there because you guys are there. My favorite demons. My family.”

Your gaze caught his and he turned away to hide his blush. Then, the greedy demon that he is, he ate and ate and ate until you had to stop him.

“Easy there, Mammon. I have more planned for tonight. Don’t make yourself sick.”

He stopped with his fork in his mouth and looked at you with a brow raised.

“More?” he asked around his food.

“Mmhmm. What, you didn’t think I brought you here just for dinner, did you?”

He finally swallowed, put his fork down, and then washed it all down with some red wine.

“I didn’t know what to think. No one told me this was planned.”

You smiled, your sparkling eyes never leaving his, and he felt his heart skip a beat.

“It wouldn’t be much of a surprise if you knew about it, now would it?”

He smirked.

“I guess not.”

You checked your watch and then pushed yourself away from the table.

“It’s almost 9:30pm. C’mon, I need to go to the bathroom and then we can leave. I don’t want to be late.”

“Go?” he asked. “We’re not stayin’ here?”

He hopped up and followed after you, back into the foyer and then up the stairs and down a hallway. He waited for you to finish in the bathroom, then stuck to your side like glue as you led him out of the house and into a garage filled with expensive cars. He stopped dead in his tracks, eyes wide as his brain malfunctioned from the sheer value of what was before him. He’d never seen so many fancy cars in one place, let alone all belonging to one person. He nearly sprinted over to the nearest car, a blue and black Lamborghini, and peered in the window.

“Pick one to take,” you said as you strode up to him.

He was overwhelmed. There were so many! Finally, he picked the lamborghini. He hopped into the passenger seat, vibrating with excitement. You started the engine, and Mammon beamed when you gave him control over the music. You made him buckle up before you would leave, and then pulled out into the night. It was warm out, with a sweet-smelling cool breeze. Mammon gazed out his window like a child going to DisneyLand as you drove him through the city streets toward your destination. You finally turned onto a road where Mammon could see towering structures and bright, colorful lights at the end. He turned to you, eyes wide.

“A carnival?” he asked.

You smiled and nodded, and his excitement only grew when you parked the car on the side of the street and got out. He scrambled after you, taking your hand instinctively as he saw the sea of bodies awaiting within. It was a habit he had taken up without realizing it. Whenever there was a crowd and he was afraid to lose you, he would take your hand in his. Sometimes, if it was really crowded, he would put his arm around you and pull you close to him so that you didn’t get separated.

He breathed in deeply, taking in all of the smells of the human world, from popcorn, cotton candy, and corndogs, to the sweat of the people, the hot grease from the food trucks, and the stench of the outhouses. He couldn’t be happier. You glanced at your watch again.

“We got here in good time,” you told him. “We can go on some rides and play games if you want, but at 11, I want us to go on the ferris wheel.”

He agreed with no protest, so you found the nearest token machine and fed it a few bucks.

“All yours,” you said as you handed him his half.

He grinned and enveloped you in a hug.

“You’re the best!”

You squeezed him back, then he pulled away.

“C’mon, let’s play games!”

He dragged you from game to game, ride to ride, reveling in the sights and sounds of the human world. He had been to your realm before, of course, but never for something like this. Never for something so fun.

As 11pm rolled around, the two of you made your way toward the ferris wheel, giggling like children. Mammon was holding a big stuffed dragon plushie you won for him at the water gun game in one arm, and he had your hand in the other. There was a long line for the ferris wheel, full of people hoping to be at the top when the big event starts. You led Mammon past the line, however, and to the ride operator at the front. His expression was irritated and stern when you approached, but softened when you handed him a ticket. Then, he opened the door to the bucket and you pulled Mammon inside. You sat on the same side as him, despite the tilting of the bucket, facing the water.

“What was that?” he asked as you checked your watch again and the ride began to move.

“There’s an auction for that every weekend night. The winner gets to be at the top of the ferris wheel when it starts.

“When… what starts?”

You chuckled.

“You’ll see. Give it a minute.”

Mammon waited, almost anxiously, for whatever it was that you had brought him here for. As casually as he could manage, he slipped his hand into yours. You gave it a soft squeeze and smiled over at him. The ride brought you two to the top of the ferris wheel, and then stopped, the bucket swinging gently as its momentum died out. There was a change in the music below, and while he couldn’t quite hear the lyrics, Mammon could tell that it had slowed down, morphed into a melody much softer than the alt rock from before. You moved your hand from his so that you could link arms with him, and then you wiggled closer, squishing yourself against him so that you could rest your head on his shoulder.

He looked down at you, his eyes beginning to tear up as your proximity and the reality of the current situation made his heart clench. You were so beautiful, staring up at the night sky with stars reflected in your eyes. So perfect.

This is where you are meant to be, he thought. Here, with me.

Never in his very long life did he think he would ever love a human. Hell, he never considered even liking a human. And yet, the first time you two met, his heart had skipped a beat and butterflies erupted in his stomach. Mmammon didn’t believe in soulmates, but if he did, he was sure that you were his.

He was so lost in you that he jumped in surprise when the first firework exploded over the water, illuminating your face in a brilliant shade of orange. Another firework followed, and then another, and as each went off, his heart beat just a little bit faster. He rested his cheek on top of your head as he watched the show with a smile. More tears were threatening to spill over, but for the first time in his life, he didn’t try to hide them. He didn’t need to. Not with you.

“Happy birthday, Mammon,” you whispered, and that’s what finally sent him over.

He pushed you away just long enough to free both hands so that he could cup your face, and then he dove forward to capture you in a passionate kiss. Your lips were soft, and you opened them to allow his tongue to snake into your mouth and tangle with your own. His hands tangled in your hair, and your arms rose to lock around his shoulders. You tasted like cotton candy. His tongue explored every inch of your mouth, as if trying to memorize its layout, going so far as to graze along your teeth.

You hummed and pulled away to breathe, your chest heaving with each deep breath, and as soon as you were ready, you pulled him back in. You forced your tongue into his mouth, dominating the kiss as you moved to straddle him. The bucket tipped dangerously, but neither of you cared. The sky flashed in a myriad of colors as he held you in his lap, arms wrapped around your lower back, holding you flush against him. He only pulled away when his heart ached and the tears that were threatening earlier finally spilled over. He closed his eyes tight and buried his face in your chest to choke back a happy sob.

“I love you, Y/N,” he whispered as the fireworks lulled and died down.

You carded your fingers through his hair and held him tight.

“I love you, Mammon. More than you can ever know.”

That only made his heart ache more as all the love he had suppressed over the millenia came flooding in all at once. The ride jerked and began to move, and you leaned away from Mammon so that you could take his face in your hands. You brushed his tears away gently with your thumbs, and then trailed one across his lips before giving him one last soft kiss. Finally, as you reached the bottom of the ride, you slid off of his lap and back around to sit next to him. You took his hand and he held onto you like a lifeline.

You were his human. His. You had chosen him, and he would be damned if he let you go now.

Bonus:

Before leaving the fairgrounds to return to the car, you led Mammon to a booth near the entrance. The person behind the window lit up when they saw you, and for a moment, Mammon thought that he might have to show the guy exactly who you belonged to. That wasn’t necessary, however, as the man slid a photograph toward you. You picked it up and handed it to Mammon with that same soft smile that you had graced him with earlier. The photograph was of the two of you at the top of the ferris wheel. The camera had captured the moment you had put your head on his shoulder and he had rested his cheek on your head. You were both looking up at the stars, smiling and holding each other close.

[fuckyeahthemaster]

The Masterlist of Master Stuff

Note: This list will be updated periodically and added with news things as this blog grows. Always open to suggestions for things to add. 

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The Master’s Incarnations:

— Academy!Master (Koschei)

— Delgado!Master

— Crispy!Master

— Ainley!Master

— Roberts!Master

— Shalka!Master 

— War!Master (Jacobi)

— MacQueen!Master

— Simm!Master

— Gomez!Master (Missy)

— The Lumiat 

— Gatiss!Master (Unbound)

— Dhawan!Master

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Relationships:

— The Master x Reader

— The Master x The Doctor

— The Master x OC

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DW Universe:

— Big Finish Audios

— Doctor Who EU

— Modern Who

— Classic Who

— Master Fandom

[noforkingclue]

I think part of it is that he can be so charming one moment and then absolutely cold and icy the next.

Like, can you imagine running into the War Master (maybe you're a Time Lord or 8's companion or something like that) and catching his eye.

There's something about him that unnerves you and when you have the opportunity you run. But there's only so long you can run during the Time War and so long you can hide before the Master eventually catches up with what is his...

(feel free to ignore my ramblings or, y'know, not...)

Derek Jacobi is the most evil and therefore the most attractive Master.

[noforkingclue]

Hey, sorry to bother you but i think I sent a Jacobi!Master x reader idea but I can't remember and I don't want to send it again. I was just wondering, is the request you have involved being imprisoned and hypnosis?

You’re not a bother at all anon!

And yes, I do have that request 😊

[bowtiesandflutes]

What Clothing You/They Steal

First Doctor

His hat. You wore it when it was snowing and ever since you have worn it everywhere. You hid it in your wardrobe knowing he would steal it back if he knew you had taken it.

Second Doctor

His fur coat. It was large on you and even when the Doctor wore it he could wrap you inside with him. Whenever you went to a cold climate you wore the coat and the Doctor loved seeing it on you.

Third Doctor

His cloak. He had found you many times striking poses in the mirror with it.

Fourth Doctor

His scarf. He had caught you wearing it one day, as you looked in the mirror and now and then he would wrap it around your neck to keep you warm.

Fifth Doctor

His hat. You were always talking it off his head and he quickly learned you weren’t easily deterred.

Sixth Doctor

You steal his coat. He had put it over your shoulders one day when you were cold and now he could never seem to find it. When you walk out wearing it, he would smile, and adjust the lapels.

Seventh Doctor

His blazer. You felt it added to your outfits.

Eighth Doctor

His trench coat. You liked it so much he bought you an identical trench coat to his old one so he could have his back now you had matching jackets.

War Doctor

His jacket. It was large on you but you liked the warmth and security it gave you.

Ninth Doctor

His jumpers. They fitted loosely and you liked wearing them to bed. And when he saw you in his clothes it was hard for him to deny you.

Tenth Doctor

His blazers. You had picked one off the floor after an interesting night and ever since you found reasons to wear them.

Eleventh Doctor

His shirts. You would wear them to bed, and match them in an outfit. He knew where they were disappearing to, but never complained, only smiling at the sight of you in his clothes.

Twelfth Doctor

His jacket. You would hide it for a few days, listening to his complaints and pretending you didn’t know where it had gotten to. Then you would wear it and he knew you had stolen it.

He shook his head, holding his hand out. You smiled and took his hand. “Don’t be cute. I want the jacket.”

You rolled your eyes, handing it to him.

Thirteenth Doctor

Her braces. She had many but she always knew when you had taken one, though she never commented on it.

Fourteenth Doctor

His shirts. He experimented with many different looks and you would steal a few to wear around the house, not that he complained as he enjoyed the view.

Delgado!Master

His gloves. He had taken you to a cold climate and you had stolen one of his spares set. He never noticed they were gone.

Ainley!Master

His jacket. Despite the teasing he received about his wardrobe, you were always stealing his jacket.

Roberts!Master

His leather jacket. He had found your husband’s clothes dull and returned hours later with a new wardrobe. You loved the leather jacket as it was as dramatic as he was. He had found you on two occasions, asleep wearing the jacket on the sofa.

Jacobi!Master

His waistcoat. You would pair it with one of your shirts to switch up your outfit.

Simm!Master

His shirts. You always stole them when he stayed the night and he loved the way you looked in them he never wanted them back.

Missy

She would steal your dresses when she was first experimenting with her outfit.

Dhawan!Master

His hat. You had jokingly tipped the hat at him and he knew from the way you smiled he was never getting it back.

Jamie McCrimmon

His shirts. They were loose on your frame and you had stolen one of his shirts without him knowing so you could use it to sleep in.

Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart

His scout cap. You were putting clothes in the wardrobe when you found it and Alistair had found you posing in the mirror.

Mike Yates

His military jacket. You would wear it outside if there was a cool breeze to hang out the washing and when he was due to head back to UNIT he would rush around looking for it, only to find you had taken it.

Alydon

His cloak. He would drape it over your shoulders to keep you warm and you started stealing it to keep warm. He never minded as he was pleased you were coming out of your shell more.

Rory Williams

You steal his hoodies. He always knew to look in your dresser if he couldn’t find a hoodie, finding you had stolen them all.

Ian Chesterton

His cardigans. You wore them with outfits, wore them to bed and Ian would sigh fondly, knowing that if he couldn’t find one you had taken it.

[bowtiesandflutes]

You/They Meet A Past/Future Version Of Them/You

First Doctor

You were walking through the streets of London, trying to find the Doctor and Susan. You looked at the estate, bumping into someone when you were distracted and you quickly apologized, pausing to look at the man you had collided with.

He stared at you for a moment, a smile forming on his lips. “That’s alright.” He straightened his leather jacket. “You wouldn’t happen to be Y/N, would you?”

You hesitated for a moment, “Yes.”

“A young girl called Susan asked if I had seen you. They’re waiting for you around the corner.” He lied with a smile, knowing that his past self would be looking for you.

Your eyes lit up at the mention of the Doctor and Susan, thanking the man before rushing off.

He turned to watch you leave, a fond smile on his lips. “Y/N of Skaro.” He turned when he heard Rose approaching and she looked at your retreating figure, eyebrows furrowed.

“Do you know her?” She asked.

“I did. A very long time ago.” He said, a sad smile forming on his lips.

Seeing you again brought back memories, some were sad but the good memories overshadowed the bad ones. There were more good memories than bad and centuries later he never forgot you.

Second Doctor

He had lost both his companions and the Cybermen had taken you. This was not a good day. He was working on a control panel when a message was flagged up.

Hello, mi amor.

His fingers paused as he read the message. He knew it had to be from you, for only you called him ‘my love’.

Before he could think of replying another message appeared.

Follow the corridor to the left.

A door opened and he quickly left the control panel, following the path you made for him, opening doors. He was puzzled as you had no knowledge of hacking that he had seen. So how did you suddenly know the ins and outs of a space station?

He became more cautious as he followed the trail you left. There was one scenario that was possible to explain your sudden knowledge. One, you had been converted into a Cyberman and they were using your memories to lure him into a trap.

He looked around the empty room, approaching the glass to find you sleeping in a glass capsule. Jamie was beside you in another capsule, Zoe beside his capsule.

A beeping sound caused him to turn and the screen on the wall lit up with another message.

Hurry, mi amor.

His eyebrows furrowed as he looked at where you were sleeping. How were you communicating with him? He dismissed the thought when the Cybermen cried in agony, and he quickly rushed down the stairs to where you, Jamie, and Zoe were sleeping, opening your capsules.

Jamie came around quicker and the Doctor helped him out of the capsule. “What happened?”

“I’ll explain later, Jamie.” He picked you up from the capsule and the two raced out of the room, heading to the Tardis. Jamie helped Zoe keep up, looking over his shoulder at the Cybermen that followed. The doors opened automatically and the Doctor knew it had to be the same person that had helped him earlier. Jamie unlocked the Tardis and the Doctor placed you on the floor gently, rushing to close the doors, pausing when he saw Cybermen falling, his eyes widening when he saw an older version of you running away. You stopped by the Tardis, standing in front of him.

“God, you were so handsome at this age.” You hit your hand off a device on your wrist and with a wink, you were gone.

He heard a small groan from behind him and closed the doors, walking over to where you were now sitting up.

Jamie left to get you some water while the Doctor kneeled in front of you, a smile on his lips. You raised an eyebrow at him, “Why are you smiling?���

“I’ll explain later.”

He kissed your head, turning to Jamie when he handed him the water, handing it to you. “Thank you, mi amor.”

Third Doctor

You looked at the three Doctors, standing next to Teagen, Sarah, and the Brigadier. All afternoon you had received odd glances from the Brigadier and Teagen. The Brigadier was older and was shocked to see you. Teagen had mentioned that the Doctor didn’t like speaking about you and that she had never met you. So what happened?

You pondered your fate, wondering if the Doctor had noticed you weren’t fully present. The three were huddled around, translating old Gallifreyian.

Your questions waited until they solved the puzzle, saving his fifth incarnation in the process. You approached the young Doctor who admired you, hands in his pockets.

“Y/N.” He kissed your cheek.

The way he looked at you was different. Filled with guilt, sadness, and grief. The words were on the tip of your tongue, “Why aren’t I with you?” but no sound left your lips.

You sent him a small smile, “Doctor.”

“Come along, Y/N,” Your Doctor said.

You bid goodbye to his past incarnations before following him into the Tardis, looking back at the fifth Doctor curiously, wondering why you weren’t traveling with him.

You entered the Tardis, closed the door, and approached the Doctor as he piloted the Tardis, Sarah leaving to get changed.

“Doctor.”

He hummed so you continued. “Why wasn’t I there?”

His hand hesitated on the lever before he pushed it down. “Well, it could be for many reasons.” He said.

“Oh?”

“You weren’t with him when he was brought here.”

“And another reason?”

His hesitation went unnoticed, his smile reassuring you. “You stopped traveling with me.”

You shook your head. “That’ll never happen.” You told him, standing next to him with a smile.

He smiled when you kissed his cheek before leaving to get changed. His smile fell, recalling the grief he saw in the young man’s eyes. He didn’t know how it happened, but he knew that you were taken from him in the future. So he made every moment count.

Fourth Doctor

You remained close friends with Sarah Jane after the Doctor returned to Gallifrey. When you saw him again, so young compared to when you knew him, yet he was still the same underneath. Jo had questions for him and Sarah Jane had asked him all she needed to know years ago when the Doctor had another face to the one you were admiring now. You wondered how many times he had changed since he left you with Sarah, wondering how much he had endured and how much those eyes had seen.

“Why did you leave me?”

He paused when you spoke for you hadn’t spoken to him since he arrived. He had been thrilled to see you again although you hadn’t said a word to him..

He stopped scanning with his sonic screwdriver, his eyes darting around as he listened to the heartbreak in your voice. He had changed seven times since he left for Gallifrey, with different faces with different personalities. He had lived many lives, but there was only one time he had loved with everything he had and that was with you.

“I had to.” He said quietly.

“You didn’t come back like you said you would. I thought that you forgot about me.”

He turned to you, “Forget about you?” He asked incredulously. “Never.”

Your teary eyes met his as he walked toward you. “Then why did you break your promise? You never told me why had to leave. So tell me why you didn’t return.”

“I wanted to.” He said quietly, his eyes admiring your aged features. “I wanted to more than anything.” He paused for a moment. “A lot happened on Gallifrey and when I left I put in your coordinates and was ready to leave…but I couldn’t. What if you had moved on? What if you were happy? How could I ask you to follow this madman with his police box to give it all up?”

“I would have in a heartbeat.” You told him. “Because I loved you with all my heart. And I still do. But I also hate you.”

He frowned.

“Because I could date Superman and he still wouldn’t hold a candle to you.”

“And no one has rendered me speechless like you do.”

His visit was short and fleeting but you finally got the answers you had been waiting for for decades. Why did he leave you behind? What happened on Gallifrey. And although you knew that he was leaving again, seeing him again made you feel twenty years old again.

Fifth Doctor

You were reading when the Tardis shook violently and quickly rushed to the console room, seeing two Doctors observing each other.

“Um,” their heads snapped to you, both taking off their glasses. Your Doctor smiled as he knew how pleased and surprised his past self would feel seeing you again after sending you back to your own time. But this hadn’t happened yet in your time.

“Y/N, meet the Doctor.”

You shook hands before deciding to make tea while the two brainstormed. Their Tardis's had collided and now his past self was trapped in his future.

“She doesn’t know yet.”

He looked at the towering, dark-haired Timelord when he spoke up.

“Everything that happened hasn’t happened to her yet. But soon she will travel back in our timeline, to your time.” The fifth Doctor put on his half-moon glasses as he analysed the readings. He was older than he was when you came to his time. But he had changed more than he liked to admit after he returned you to your time.

“You did the right thing.” His future self told him. “Sending her back.”

You returned with tea, pausing when you caught the end of their conversation. Sent who back?

Dismissing your thoughts you entered the console room and gave them cups of tea. “Figured it out yet?”

“I’m sure it’ll sort itself out.” Your Doctor said.

“Meaning you don’t know.” You smirked at him and he playfully rolled his eyes. You took his glasses and leaned to read the readings on the screen. “Well, three heads are better than two.”

You looked at his past self when he explained the readings to you. You nodded now and then to show you were listening but your eyes were filled with curiosity. And that’s when the tenth Doctor knew why you had chosen his fifth incarnation. It was clear as day that you were intrigued by him.

When the TARDIS’S were beginning to unmerge the fifth Doctor took your hand and kissed your knuckles. “Farewell, my Y/N.”

You were puzzled by his words and failed to notice your Doctor staring with a small smile on his lips, knowing how much it meant to his past self to see you again. His eyes held sadness knowing from the moment he met you that you were due to travel back in his timeline, meaning he would lose you. But little did he know the months you were gone were mere minutes in his time.

Sixth Doctor

You looked around the unfamiliar Tardis, growing more frightened and confused as to how you got there. Where was Perrie? Where was the Doctor? Who’s Tardis was this?

Your questions were answered when a woman entered the console room, pausing when she saw you.

“Who are you?” You asked.

Her mind was racing from all the memories that flooded her mind due to seeing you again.

“What is this place?”

“Oh, they must have switched!” She snapped her fingers and you glared at the blonde woman.

“What have you done to the Doctor?”

“I’m him. Well, now I’m a her. But I was a he when we were, you know, involved.”

You stared at her in disbelief when she placed a device on your head. “This will show your last memories before you were taken.”

You ignored the footage, eyeing her from head to toe. As she talked to herself for a few solid minutes you knew she was telling the truth. She mentioned things that weren’t shown on the screen. Places you had been together, with and without Peri.

“You’re really him - you.” You quickly corrected.

“Regeneration is a tricky process. You never know what you will end up with. Although looking at that jacket and the hair, it could’ve been worse.”

“Hey, I love that jacket. And the hair.” You playfully scolded.

She smiled at you fondly, “I know you did.”

The Tardis landed, following a signal and you followed her outside, surprised to see another Tardis parked a few feet away. She had explained the cause as you walked to the door, but the second you saw the other police Box you had forgotten everything she had said. Three people stepped out and your eyebrows furrowed until you saw your brightly dressed Doctor ushering them out.

You walked over to him and he smiled when he saw you. “Are you alright?”

You nodded. “Bit of a scare for a minute there. But I was with someone I trusted.” He did not know what you meant until centuries later. But still, he smiled and put his hand on your back as he led you inside.

“Don’t ever scare me like that again.”

Seventh Doctor

You looked around the garden in awe, amazed by the flowers. You turned when you heard a voice from behind you.

“You appear to be a long way from home.”

You looked at the long white-haired man,  seeing the checked trousers he wore with braces, a waistcoat, and a black jacket. His style was odd and it reminded you of the man you had been separated from.

“Considering we are among Aztecs, I would agree and say so do you.”

“How did you get here?”

“I’m looking for a friend of mine.” You replied evasively. “He’s got question marks on his clothes, very hard to miss yet I cannot see him anywhere.”

“What’s his name? I will help you look.”

“The Doctor.” You told him.

You looked away from him as you stood up from where you were seated on a fountain and missed the way his eyes widened.

He was keen to ask questions before but as you searched he had made it clear he did not know anything. You weren’t sure why until you met your Doctor again. You kissed the first Doctor’s cheek before stepping into the Tardis.

The two Doctors looked at each other for a moment before the seventh Doctor sent him a wink before going inside the Tardis.

You had no idea you had met his past self until he told you who the man was.

Eighth Doctor

He was walking down a dimly lit cobbled street, as he headed to the Tardis where he hoped you and Charley were. He had lost Charley first then you disappeared and he was hoping you both had found your way back to the Tardis.

He bumped into a woman in a Victorian dress, quickly catching her before she fell. His eyes widened when he saw her. A few years older, but still the same woman he hoped was waiting for him in the Tardis.

“It’s you.” He spoke in disbelief. “B-But how ”

You smiled softly, “I was feeling nostalgic.” You leaned to his ear, whispering, “I’m waiting for you.” You kissed his cheek before walking away and the Doctor watched you disappear around a corner, quickly following, pausing when he saw the police box fading away.

He walked to find his own TARDIS, relieved to see that you and Charley were waiting.

“Where have you been you said five minutes! It’s freezing out here!” Charley complained.

The Doctor unlocked the door and you noticed he was quiet as you headed inside. “Everything okay?” You asked, approaching the console as he prepared to set a new course.

He nodded, turning to you with a smile. You were still with him years later and you both returned to this time to relive old memories.

“Never better.” He kissed you and you sent him a smile as you walked away to get changed.

War Doctor

You stared at the painting in the gallery, your gaze hardening at the war pictured, turning when you heard voices.

“Where are you going?” A feminine voice asked.

“I’ll be right back!” A male replied seconds before a man in a tweed jacket appeared. You looked at his odd outfit, before looking at the painting again.

He smiled, knowing you didn’t recognize him, taking a seat beside you on the bench. He knew if his old self was here you had to be too. And although your future self was waiting down the hall, his past self was looking for you as you had gotten separated in the portals. They had a plan and now it was time to see if it would work.

“A grim day.” He spoke up.

You glanced at him from the corner of your eyes but didn’t reply.

“I’m insulted.” You looked at him and he grinned at you. “Don’t you recognize me?”

You stared at him for a moment, eyes widening. “Doctor.”

You sensed he was older than the one you had arrived with and your eyebrows furrowed. “But how - that’s impossible!”

“Nothing’s impossible.”

He stood up, taking your hand. “We’re waiting for you. There’s a plan. A good plan. A great plan.” He put his hands on your shoulders, turning you to the painting of Gallifrey. “We’re going to save it. Just like we always talk about.”

You looked at him, hearing a female’s voice. “Doctor, hurry!”

You were still together.

“Don’t look so surprised.” He smiled. “It hasn’t been all bad.” He pointed to the painting. “We’ll seal Gallifrey in a single moment in time. We have the chance to save everyone just like we always talked about. Are you ready?”

You opened your mouth to speak when two Doctors and two future versions of you entered. You focused on your Doctor, “Is it true?”

“Yes.” The three replied at the same time.

“We haven’t got much time to waste.” He said, walking to his Tardis.

“Always so serious.” Your future selves said before grinning at each other.

You looked at the painting before heading into the Tardis, helping him pilot the ship as he explained the plan. You were going home.

Ninth Doctor

You shouted at the top of your lungs, trying to free your limps from the tight hold of Axos. “Help! Somebody!”

You heard a loud distorted noise and closed your eyes tightly, trying to shut it out as the ground shook. You opened your eyes when you felt someone pulling you free, looking at the tall man as he helped you out of Axos.

“What’s happening?” You shouted above the noise.

“It’s falling apart!” He replied.

You followed him outside, turning to look back at Axos. You looked at the tall cloaked man, sensing familiarity. Your eyes widened when you realized it was the Doctor. Who else would be at the centre of trouble?

“Are you alright?” He asked, sending you a smile.

“I think so.” You returned the smile. “Does this kind of thing happen every day?”

“No. Well, every other day.” He said.

You had asked your Doctor the same question and he had answered the same way. You were taken to the hospital to get checked over and as you were leaving you noticed the Police Box outside. The doors opened and your leather jacket, sweater-loving Doctor stepped out, looking around before his eyes found yours, a smile forming on his lips. You smiled as you walked over, hugging him, unaware the Doctor who had saved you from the claws of Axos had seen you enter and the Tardis disappear.

Tenth Doctor

You were expecting the Caribbean for your anniversary but the Tardis had other ideas. The trading colony Iceworld was bustling with life, with people trying to sell items they claimed were rare.

You were looking around, taking into the scenery as you searched for the Doctor. The crowd had separated you both and you hoped there was a place he would know to look for you. A place resembling a café seemed like your best bet. You took a seat at a table, overhearing a conversation behind you.

“Doctor, he won it in a game of cards!” A woman had said.

Your back straightened at the mention of the Doctor. You slowly looked over your shoulder, your eyes finding a man wearing a knitted vest with question marks on it. You had seen all the faces of the Doctor so you knew exactly who he was. Number seven.

His eyes met yours and you quickly turned away, biting your lip and closing your eyes tightly.

“Excuse me, Miss?” You opened your eyes when he spoke, turning around hesitantly. “A man wins a map in a game of cards, claiming it is the real deal -”

“It is the real deal.” A gruff voice replied.

You looked between the four huddled around the table before looking at the Doctor.

“Do you trust him?”

“Depends where it leads. But the adventure is always exciting.” You replied.

You saw the trench coat-wearing Doctor entering the café and excused yourself, walking over to him. The seventh Doctor’s eyes followed you as you left before he turned to Glitz.

“I’ll take it.”

Eleventh Doctor

You were searching for a house on an estate when you bumped into him. You apologized quickly, knowing the Doctor was wondering where you were by now but paused when you saw the tall trench coat-wearing Timelord in front of you. How could you forget his face? You had travelled with him for over a year when he regenerated into the Doctor you knew now.

He smiled brightly, “That’s all right. Have a fantastic day.” His smile faltered. “Ooh, I don’t know if I like the sound of that.”  He shrugged, his smile returning.

You watched him walk away, wondering why he didn’t recognize you. Your phone rang and you answered Amy’s call, breaking into a run as you followed the directions she had given you.

You entered the apartment, seeing the Doctor and his eyes observed you worriedly. The regeneration had been difficult for you but you quickly grew fond of his new personality.

“Are you alright?” He asked.

You knew then that he remembered that you had bumped into his past self. “Why didn’t he recognize me?” You asked.

“He hasn’t met you yet.” He explained. “He’s newly regenerated and we didn’t meet until years later. Only when we met you were younger than you are now and when I saw you…I remembered seeing you at this estate. It didn’t make sense. How were you older than you should have been? Because you come back here with me.”

You nodded, and he kissed your forehead. “Come on.”

Thoughts of his past self were put aside until you returned to the Tardis. You saw Ten walking with a blonde girl and you realized that this was Rose, whom you never met. And he hadn’t liked talking about her either.

You looked at the trench coat-wearing Timelord for a moment with a smile, stepping into the Tardis. You walked over to the Doctor as he piloted the Tardis. You helped pilot the Tardis and his eyes looked at you for a moment, a small smile on his lips. His past self had no idea what was in store. Nor how brilliant it would be.

Twelfth Doctor

You looked between the two Doctors with confusion and amazement. “So let me get this right. He’s you and you are him. He was you and now you are him.”

“You seem to have a grasp on the situation.” You glared at your Doctor and although he wasn’t looking he could feel it.

Hours ago you had no idea that he could change faces. But as you worked with the First Doctor you knew the two weren’t so different. You had so many questions but they would have to wait. For now, the two had to go their separate ways.

“It has been a pleasure, my dear.” He shook your hand and you sent him a smile.

“Goodbye, Doctor.”

He entered his TARDIS and you looked at the Doctor when he stood beside you. “I’m glad that’s over.”

“You know, you’re not so different.” You followed him into the Tardis and he scoffed. “You’re both at the higher end of the age ladder.” He glared at you and you giggled as you kissed his cheek. “And you’re both grouchy but underneath your soft side is reserved for those you care about.”

His gaze softened and you smiled. “You’re clothing sense hasn’t changed.”

“Oh haha.” He said sarcastically.

You wrapped your arms around him, pecking his lips. “But I wouldn’t change you for the world.”

Thirteenth Doctor

The Master hadn’t anticipated your presence at the party and given your history with the Doctor it was bound to distract her which didn’t bode well for his plan. You were younger than the last time she had seen you, dancing to the music, unaware of your future or your fate.

The Doctor’s eyes followed you around the room. She stood away from the party, trying to remember why she was there.

Memories flooded back in waves. All the good was overshadowed by the bad. Your death had hit her hard and she was thrown off course when she saw you again.

“Not enjoying it?” Your voice broke her from her thoughts and she watched as you topped up your glass.

“I’m not much of a dancer this time.” She said.

You wondered what she meant before you heard your friend call you back to the dance floor.

“I’m being beckoned.” You told her to have a good night before walking away and her eyes followed solemnly.

Fourteenth Doctor

You were walking out of a coffee shop when you bumped into a redhead. You dropped your book that was tucked under your arm and were surprised by the Scottish accent when she apologized. You assured her you were okay, and before you could pick up your book, a man in a tweed jacket and a bowtie beat you to it. You thought his smile was somewhat reminiscent as he read the title aloud.

"This is a very good book." He held it out to you and you thanked him as you took it.

"Have you read it?" The redhead asked.

"I've read many books, but this," he pointed to the book in your hands, "I read this twice every night. It helps me sleep."

You smiled softly, "I knew someone who did that too. It's a habit I adopted."

Amy looked between you and the Doctor whose smile went unnoticed as you held the book to your chest.

You bid the two farewell and Amy turned to watch you leave as did the Doctor who put his hands in his pockets. "Who is she?" He glanced at her before looking back at you. "Come on, you obliviously know her."

"Knew."

"What?"

"I knew her. I had another face then. When I couldn't sleep she would read the book to me. And I would do the same for her. Y/N L/N..." He trailed off with a small wistful smile.

Delgado!Master

You were in the car with the Doctor when he was taken. You had no idea what the Master was up to but you were sure that his plans would be put on hold when he realized you were sucked through time. Everything that followed made you wish you hadn’t spent time with the Doctor. The Master was troublesome but he rarely found himself in as much trouble as the Doctor did.

You were wondering if he had realized you were gone when he entered the room. You looked at the Doctor you had come with, wondering why he stepped forward so you were slightly behind him.

“Y/N.” He smirked as he looked at the Doctor.

You stared at the man, recognizing him from the way he looked at you. “Master.”

“I was wondering where you got to.” He said. He looked at the Doctor, “I entrust her with you for three hours and this is where you bring her.” He tutted.

“Not by choice.” He said.

“What have you done?” You asked him, stepping forward.

“I seek immortality.”

“You’re hardly a suitable candidate.” The Doctor replied.

You knew this wouldn’t end well but you wondered why he had a sudden interest in immortality.

You were tired of being kidnapped by the Master. Once was enough and although it had ended well, your relationship was strong, you did not like the scare you would get when it happened.

His back pressed against the wall, holding you tightly in his arms, his hand over your mouth as the group of Doctors walked by. You heard the third Doctor walk by as he called your name. When you didn’t respond he said, “I swear that girl is always wandering off.” You rolled your eyes at his obliviousness and turned to the Master when he let you go.

“What are you doing?”

He sent you a smirk, taking your hand as he led you through the corridors. You heard the Doctors arguing not far away and a giggle escaped your lips as you ran with the Master. You didn’t know where your future self was and you didn’t ask, for you feared the answer.

Saying goodbye was hard but you had many memories to live out with the Master who was waiting for you.

When you returned to Earth the Master was waiting for you. You smiled at the relieved Timelord as you met halfway, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I’m okay.”

Ainley!Master

You were walking down a street, headphones over your ears as you drowned out the world around you. This was the second time you were late to work and you knew your boss was waiting to lecture you. You turned the corner, colliding with a man and you apologized to him, taking off your headphones.

“I’m sorry.” You looked at the man, pausing when you saw him.

The Master stared at you, his face sullen, hidden poorly behind a smile. It had been exactly 48 hours since he had lost you. And he couldn’t resist going back to see you. It would be weeks before you joined him across the universe but he didn’t care if you didn’t know him right now. He just needed to remember how you looked when you were alive.

“No harm done.” He smiled. “Running late?”

You saw the sadness in his eyes but didn’t comment, only observing. “Yeah. And I can’t afford to get fired today.”

“I wouldn’t worry too much. Great things are coming your way.” He said. “Yes…” he trailed off in thought. “Great memories.”

“Have a good day, mister.” You walked away with a smile and he turned to watch you leave, a sad smile on his lips.

“Y/N L/N. Yes…glorious memories.”

Roberts!Master

You had been shopping for groceries and were walking home when you bumped into a woman. You apologized, bending down to pick up your spilled items. She sent you a small smile, helping you.

“Big night planned?” She asked.

“A surprise for someone I know. Although I don’t think he likes surprises. Or anything really.” You said, standing up.

You noticed her dress but shrugged it off. Maybe she was going to a costume party.

“He’ll love it.” She said.

You sent her a smile before walking away, pausing when you realized what she had said. “How did you know -” you turned to find she was gone. You shrugged off the odd encounter, hoping she was right. A romantic surprise dinner for the Timelord possessing your husband. Life was strange and if you hadn’t become used to it you would have looked around the corner to find a Police Box.

Missy entered the Tardis and the Doctor turned to her, setting new coordinates.

“Ready to go?”

She nodded quietly, staring at the console, deep in thought. She remembered how odd she had found your romantic dinner back then but it was the first time she realized how beautiful you were. And how much she loved to hear you laugh. It was a long time ago but those memories never faded.

Jacobi!Master

He stared up at the old barn that had been salvaged so it remained. So many memories were made inside there and while he had left Gallifrey in anger, he had nothing but fond memories here - except one.

He looked at the teenage version of you as you walked to the barn, books in your hands. It had been months since he and the Doctor left and you were still translating old Gallifreyan.

You looked at him when he spoke. “Lovely day, isn’t it?”

You smiled, looking at the burning suns. “Stunning as always.” You went into the barn and he held his head higher, a sigh leaving his lips.

It was a short interaction but it was enough to help him say goodbye. You had been killed during the war, activating an escape pod for him that saved his life, but you had to sacrifice your own. And once again the Master found he was alone.

Simm!Master

You walked out of the coffee shop, almost bumping into a man who was entering. His dark hair and gentle features were striking. You smiled, apologizing as you balanced two takeout cups of coffee in one hand.

The Master remembered this day vividly which is why he chose it. He had sent you to get coffee during a meeting and while it struck you as odd, later when you heard he had gassed a room full of ministers you were relieved yet puzzled as to why he chose to spare you.

He smiled at your retreating figure, before heading into the coffee shop, ready to order the coffee you were currently bringing him. You had been gone a long time but he never forgot you.  But this year was different, memories were overwhelming and the truth about the timeless child made him wish you were here again. So he picked a time he knew exactly where you would be and when. He had planned meticulously before using the gas, to ensure your survival so the date and time always stayed in his mind.

Missy

“I’m back!” The silver-haired Timelord sang.

You stared at him in disbelief while Missy looked at him stoically.

“You could at least pretend you’re pleased to see me.” He said.

You snapped out of your thoughts, racing towards him, hugging him tightly. He smirked at Missy over your shoulder, as you buried your head in his neck, unaware of the tension between them. You smiled as you pulled away to look at him. God, you had missed his silver hair.

“You look exactly like you did when I left you. You haven’t aged a day.” He placed a hand on your cheek and you smiled, leaning into his hand.

Your reunion was a happy one until you were left behind. Missy didn’t want your view of her to change because she never planned on going against the Doctor but she had to fool her past self first. You had caught up to them outside his Tardis, hearing them talking as you got closer.

“She will never love you as she loved me.” He told her.

“I know.”

He pulled away from the hug when he felt a sharp pain in his side. “Very sneaky.” He put a hand on his side and you stepped back when you saw the blood on his hand.

“What did you do?” You rushed to the Master, catching him when he stumbled, missing the way Missy rolled her eyes at his dramatics. You looked at her with tears in your eyes, before looking at the silver-haired Master.

“How long do I have left?” He asked.

“Not long,” Missy replied.

You guided him to his TARDIS and he rested his back against the door, looking at Missy with a smirk. You would never forgive her when you knew the truth.

The realization was washing over you as you knew he had left you on Earth, never to return. He never contacted you and the next thing you knew he returned as Missy. He had died before he could return.

You looked down at him tearfully, putting pressure on his wound. “You were coming back for me.” You said tearfully.

His eyebrows furrowed in confusion while Missy looked down at the ground.

“You planned on coming back for me. I-I thought you had abandoned me. For so long I believed that you - and I hated you.”

He understood what you meant and a small chuckle left his lips. “You really thought I’d leave you?” He put a hand on the back of your neck, bringing your forehead to his, closing his eyes. “You are the best thing to ever happen to me.” He told you, causing more tears to fall. “And I’m sorry.”

You pulled back, confused until you heard Missy fall. You turned to look at her, eyes widening you saw she had been shot.

“Go to her. But know this.” He spoke up, causing you to look at him. “No matter where you are. I’ll always find you.” He kissed you before quickly entering the Tardis. “See you soon, beautiful.”

He winked before the doors closed and a sob left your lips as you placed a hand on the door. You turned to Missy, walking over to her, kneeling beside her.

“I’m sorry.” You took her hand in yours, cradling her on your lap.

“Don’t be ridiculous. It was all me.” She said.

Your tears fell as her body began to glow. “I love you.” You reluctantly stepped away, ducking behind a tree when light consumed her.

Dhawan!Master

You looked around the quarry, calling for the Master. You sighed as you continued walking, ducking down when you saw a familiar face. He was taking large strides, cloak flowing around him. His hair was different, and his clothes were questionable but you knew it was him. He had shown you all his past faces so you recognized him immediately.

“Oh my god.” You ducked lower behind the large rock when he paused, looking around.

You lifted your head, seeing he was gone, and stood up, turning around with a gasp you heard his voice. “Who are you?”

“I-I - Um… a funny story you’ll love it -” You turned and ran away and the former Master raised an eyebrow at your actions. You continued to run and he followed. You saw the TARDIS and your Master opened the doors, smirking when he saw you running.

“Where the hell were you?”

You collided with him and you fell to the floor. He snapped his fingers and the doors closed, smirking up at you.

“You haven’t changed a bit.” He said.

You playfully rolled your eyes as you both got to your feet. You looked at the screen, seeing the past Master running before he stopped, watching the Tardis leave.

[bowtiesandflutes]

You / They get hurt and you patch each other up

First Doctor

You were running through woodland when your shoulder collided with a tree. You looked at the wound and saw it was just a graze so you continued to run back to the Tardis, bursting through the doors.

“Got it!” You held up the device that the Doctor wanted you to steal. You were light on your feet and faster than the others, so you were the best choice to sneak in and out. You handed it to the Doctor, who attached it to the Tardis with three wires before setting the Tardis into flight.

He would repair the frazzled console later, but for now, he was eager to make a swift getaway. You looked at your torn shirt and headed to the med bay, searching the cupboards for what you needed. You sat on the chair and started cleaning the wound before placing a small bandage over it.

“Need some help?” He entered as you tried to tear the tape with your teeth. You handed him the small roll of tape, holding the bandage on your arm with two fingers while he stuck the edges down with tape. “I never knew you could do first aid.”

“I trained with a healer before we met. I only lasted two weeks, though, so I only know the basics. Now that I travel with you, it comes in handy.”

“What happened?” He asked, turning his head to look at you when you started putting things away.

“I was running, and when I looked over my shoulder to see how close the big bad guys with swords were,” you move to stand in front of him, “I caught my arm on a tree. It’s just a graze so I’ll be fine.”

He nodded, and you looped your arm with his arm, leading him back to the console room. “But if anyone asks, it was a sword.”

Second Doctor

Getting separated was the one thing that made the Doctor panic. He always had a plan, but on his adventures, anything could happen. Being kidnapped by a man who wanted to test your brain to see if you were compatible, was just one of the many possibilities. But the Doctor had burst into the room with Jamie and their new friend Zoe. You were bound to a chair, unable to turn your head, but Leo hadn’t been able to bind your legs due to the trio barrelling in. You kicked his back, sending him towards Jamie who grinned, holding him while the Doctor shut down the machine.

“Are you alright?” He asked, placing his hands on your arms gently.

“I think so.” He caught you when you fainted and looked at Jamie.

“Jamie, take her back to the Tardis, will you?” The Scotsman nodded, walking over to pick you up. He left with Zoe while the Doctor ‘dealt’ with Leo. Well, that was the only explanation you received when you woke up in the Tardis. You went to your bedroom and reached under the bed to get a small tin box, filled with bandages and cleaning wipes.

You went to the mirror on the wall, wincing as you moved your hair away from the gash on your forehead from the weapon Leo had used to knock you unconscious. You were cutting a bandage to a smaller size to place over it when the Doctor entered.

“Where did you get all of those?” He asked.

“When you live with Ramón Salamander you learn to keep a med kit nearby.”

He looked at the gash on your forehead, “Here, let me.”

You handed him the bandage and he placed it gently over the gash on your forehead. “Planets. How cute.”

You laughed lightly, “I thought so.”

He shook his head with a smile on his lips, kissing your cheek as he placed his arm around you as you headed to the door.

Third Doctor

The mysterious dinosaurs were fascinating, but they were also frightening. Tearing through the city, destroying buildings, vehicles - anything they came across they destroyed just by walking through it. The Doctor had returned with Sarah-Jane to find UNIT in chaos, and he found you hard at work at the crisis centre UNIT had arranged, tending to the injured soldiers.

Currently, you were dealing with the aftermath of one of the dinosaurs escaping The Doctor’s trap, Sarah-Jane right next door to it when it broke free.

“Take a seat.” You smiled at the shaken journalist as you guided her to a chair, leaving her side for a few moments to get a first aid kit you kept in the Tardis.

You walked out and set the small tin on the table, taking out what you needed to make sure her cuts wouldn’t get infected. The Doctor walked into the room after inspecting the damage with Alistair.

“Are you alright?” He asked the brunette, placing a hand on her shoulder.

“I’ll be fine,” Sarah-Jane said.

You cleaned the graze on her forehead that she received when the dinosaur escaped The Doctor’s trap. “Just keep it clean. And take one of these if you get any headaches.” You handed her a small pot of pills and she thanked you. “Get some sleep.”

“I’ll try.” She smiled at you before leaving the room.

“You’ve been busy.” The Doctor smiled at you and your newfound confidence in your abilities.

“I feel like I’m learning more here than when I went to Med School.” You smiled, sitting on the chair Sarah-Jane had occupied. “Do you know why the trap didn’t work?”

“No.” He sighed, leaning against the table, and crossing his arms. “And I doubt I will be able to trap another dinosaur.”

“If you get hurt trying, you know who to call.” You jested with a smile.

He chuckled, walking over to you, and placing his hands on the arms of the chair. “There is one thing I have to ask.” You raised an eyebrow, questioningly. “Where did you get the uniform?”

“I am a nurse, you know?”

“But you’re never at work.”

“Because you keep kidnapping me.”

“Oh, you love it.”

Fourth Doctor

It happened when you were on Skaro. You were in the heart of what you had dubbed, the ‘Dalek factory’ and had burned your arm on some pipes. You managed to hide it from The Doctor despite the pain you were in and when you got back to the Tardis, you hid in the bedroom while you tried to treat the burn. The Doctor walked in, pausing when he saw the burn.

“What happened?” He walked over, holding your arm gently as he inspected it.

“I caught my arm on a pipe. Don’t worry, I’ve got what I need here.” You gestured to the first aid kit on the bed and he sighed as he released your arm.

“Still wished you would have told me.” He said. “Even if I find the thought of you dressed as a nurse appealing.”

You jokingly rolled your eyes, and he chuckled. “What? Harry nor Sarah-Jane are here, and you said and I quote, ‘no flirting around the companions because they ask me about it later and I don’t like talking about our sex life’.”

“Shut up and tear some tape.”

“Yes, nurse.”

Fifth Doctor

“Setting seven.”

You adjusted the sonic screwdriver and aimed it at the wires he was trying to meld together. The wires sparked and he quickly took the sonic from you, “That’s setting three!”

“Well, it’s different than what I’m used to.“

“You said you knew how to use it!”

“I do! The upgraded version!”

He gasped loudly, highly offended and you got to your feet, walking away. The Doctor stayed in the console room to work on a repair that didn’t require it and after a few minutes guilt started weighing him down, commanding his focus and he knew he wouldn’t be able to finish without talking to you.

He knocked on the door, walking into your bedroom to see you cleaning a cut on your leg. “What happened?”

“I caught my leg on something when I was mad at you.”

“Mad? Why were you mad? I was mad, and rightfully so because you nearly set the Tardis on fire.”

You rolled your eyes, “As If you haven’t done that before.”

“Here.” He smiled, picking up a bandage, and handing it to you. “Where did you learn this anyway?”

“My mother was a nurse.” You said.

“You never told me that.”

“I didn’t want your ego getting bruised by stating the fact you’re not a real Doctor.”

“I am!”

“Yes, but whose medicine and whose philosophy.” You rolled your eyes at the line you had heard a thousand times.

“You know it was comforting in the beginning how well you knew me, but now I’m starting to find it irritating.”

“Only because you can’t win an argument.”

Sixth Doctor

You were running through the woods when you tripped over a tree root, scratching your knee in the process. So when you got back to the Tardis you made sure to keep the wound clean and the Doctor observed you with a smile.

“What?”

“Nothing. Well, you seem to know exactly what you are doing, so I was just thinking about you being a Nurse or a Doctor.”

Peri grimaced and headed for the door.

“Not like that!” He called to her before the door closed. “But now I am.”

You stood up and patted his shoulder. “There isn’t enough room on this Tardis for two egos.”

He smiled at the gesture, quickly frowning when you spoke.

“Where did you learn to do that anyway?” He asked while you put away your supplies.

“I don’t know. I just picked it up when we first started traveling together. It’s come in handy.”

Seventh Doctor

“I can’t believe he punched me!”

“I can.” You sighed when he moved his head. “Now, sit still! If there are stitches it will heal quicker, Time Lord.”

He rolled his eyes crossing his arms. “Where did you pick this up from anyway?”

“I knew someone would hit you eventually so…” You said with a smirk, causing him to laugh forcefully. “I thought it would be me though.”

You cut the thread and took a step back. “There. All done.”

Eighth Doctor

You entered the console room, finding the doors were open and The Doctor was sitting on the edge, looking at the galaxy outside. You smiled as you took a seat beside him.

“How’re your wrists?” You asked.

He twisted his hand around his left wrist, thinking about the events that took place only three hours ago. “They’ll mend.”

You noticed the cuts on his wrists from the handcuffs that the Master had used on him while he opened the Eye of Harmony and stood up, “I’ll be right back.”

You reappeared five minutes later with a small box and the Doctor smiled at you as you took out what you needed. You cleaned the small cuts and he stared at you, admiring the way your eyebrows knit together when you concentrated. Although Time Lords healed themselves, he was grateful you had thought about him.

“I didn’t know you were a Doctor.”

“Oh, I’m not. But I lived alone and when you’re as clumsy as I am, it only makes sense that you know how to take care of yourself.” You glanced at him, sending him a small smile before rolling his sleeve down. You closed the box and placed it beside you, looking out at the galaxy.

The Doctor admired you for a moment before turning his head to look at the star you were pointing to, a smile on his lips.

“That’s Betelgeuse.”

“Bettlegeuse?”

“Bete-lg-euse.”

“Betal-geuse?”

He chuckled, “Now, you’re purposely getting it wrong.”

You smiled, resting your head on his shoulder. “Tell me about Betelgeuse then.”

“It’s the tenth brightest star, Rigel being the ninth.” He began. “It’s the second brightest star when it’s part of the constellation of Orion…”

War Doctor

You were bleeding through your shirt but you refused to stop until all the children were safe underground. The Doctor had seen you ushering the children and had helped you get them underground, lighting the way. You leaned against the wall, panting for breath and he turned, stopping to help you. He cut the sleeve of your shirt and bandaged you up as well as he could. You kept a hand on your stomach, leaning on him as he helped you the rest of the way.

Ninth Doctor

You looked up when there was a knock on the bedroom door and you smiled at The Doctor when you saw he was leaning against the door frame. “Are you alright?”

You nodded, followed by a wince as you cleaned the cut along your shoulder from a Slitheen claw. It was expected when you were being held by a large alien creature with three large claws on each hand.

“They really need to get manicures.” You thanked him when he took over, lightly dabbing the saline solution on the large scratch.

“Where did you get all these?” He asked, nodding to the box filled with medical supplies you would expect in a GP's bag.

“It was my father’s. He taught me the basics, you know, and I read a lot. I even attended a few lectures and demonstrations.”

“So when you’re not a scientist, you’re a Doctor.”

“Well, I didn’t take any tests or anything. I never had the time.”

He smiled, placing gauze over the scratch, accepting the pieces of tape you handed him to stick it down.

“What?” You asked, noticing his smile.

“Nothing. It’s just when I think I know all there is about you, you still surprise me.”

Tenth Doctor

You wouldn’t be the same after suffering at the hands of The Master, and neither would he. You were starved so you were skinnier and you had bruises on your arms, and he knew there would be more where he couldn’t see.

You had helped Jack fight off the soldiers The Master had hypnotized. You were sitting in your bedroom, staring at the walls as it dawned on you that you were finally back home. You were safe and so was he.

“Here, let me.” He entered the room and your eyebrows furrowed when he lifted the box from your hands, having no recollection of taking it from the bottom drawer of your dresser. You held up your shirt sleeve and he swallowed thickly, trying not to stare at the bruises dotted along your arm. The Master was dead and he had mourned for his friend. You had comforted him, and understood his grief, even though The Master was the reason you were suffering for so long.

“What happened?”

“One of those soldiers took out a knife when I kicked his gun out of his hand. The dude was twice my size and I still kicked his ass.”

His lips turned up in a smile, laughter leaving his lips. You looked up at him, a smile on your lips for the first time in over a year. It had been a long year, but it was over now.

“I didn’t know you kept a first aid kit.” He commented once the laughter had died down.

“I knew it would come in handy one day.”

He put the used items in the trash bin and put the first aid kit in the bottom drawer again, before sitting beside you on the bed.

He didn’t have any words. But when you rested your head on his shoulder he realized he didn’t need any. You didn’t need to be a Time Lord to understand what was going on in his head. He rested his cheek against your hair, placing an arm around your back.

Eleventh Doctor

“I hate reptiles.”

He entered the room, raising an eyebrow at that statement, his eyes falling to your cheek which had a cut on it.

“Two hours ago, I am sure they felt the same way.” He looked around the room, finding your first aid kit. “You should put a bandage on it.”

“I don’t need one.” You playfully rolled your eyes when he held up a bandage with bow ties on it. “Where did you even find those?”

He grinned, shrugging. “Oh come on, please?”

You shook your head. “We already have one bow tie fanatic on board. I don’t think Amy could survive two.”

“Pretty please?” He asked.

You held your hand out, sighing. “Fine.”

“No! I’ll put it on!” He grinned, and you shook your head at his excitement. You titled your head to the side and he gently placed the bandage over your cut. “Why do you have a med kit anyway?”

“When Amy told me about your adventures I thought she was exaggerating. Then we went to Venice and I was nearly killed by an alien fish.”

“Point taken.” He smiled, closing the kit. “Wasn’t all bad though, was it?”

“No. It wasn’t.” You agreed with a smile, knowing he was referring to the kiss you had shared.

Twelfth Doctor

“Stop moving.”

You tilted your head away from his hand and he sighed, hand hovering in the air. “I need to clean it before I put a bandage over it.”

“I know but it stings!”

“Stop being a baby.” He dabbed the saline on the wound on your forehead. “There. Done.” He turned to the table to lift two bandages, “Would you like Hello Kitty or rainbows?”

You leaned your head to look in the first aid kit, “There should be plain ones in there -”

“No. Just Hello Kitty and rainbows. Which one?”

You eyed him suspiciously, “Fine. Give me the rainbows.” He grimaced and you sighed. “Hello Kitty.”

“Great choice!” He grinned.

“You just want to embarrass me, don’t you?”

“Would I do that to you?”

“Yes.”

Thirteenth Doctor

You were never getting on an airplane ever again. Amid all the chaos, you had nearly been sucked out the door and had held onto the bottom of the seats while the group tried to help you.

Your hands were badly cut and bruised from holding on so tightly, and when you returned to the Tardis The Doctor found you cleaning your cuts with saline solution you had found in your first aid kit.

“I have a better idea.” She led you to the med bay and you looked around the large spacious room that had a bed in the middle. “Take a seat.”

You sat down and held your hands out.

“Do you remember the Nanobots we found on Jack’s ship?”

“Yeah, during the war. God, that was a long time ago.”

“Longer for me.” She smiled. “The Tardis has that same technology in this med bay.” She snapped her fingers and you looked at the small Nanogenes as they flew to your hand, feeling the cuts tingle. “Only these Nanogenes are familiar with human anatomy.”

You looked at your hands and saw the cuts and bruises had healed. “You know I think this is the first time you’ve shown me something and it wasn’t because you wanted to impress me.”

“Well…” She trailed off, making you both laugh lightly.

Fourteenth Doctor

After discovering you were pregnant with your firstborn, he took you for a trip in the Tardis and you watched as a star was born. The Doctor believed staying inside the Tardis was the only way to avoid history repeating itself, as many trips you had taken had ended with you getting hurt in a life-threatening situation. However, the landing back home had been rockier than he had planned and you had fallen on your back, your head hitting the floor.

Noticing the Tardis had crashed miles away from home, he set it off into flight, rushing over to help you off the ground. A giggle left your lips at the memories flooding back of similar rocky landings, and he smiled softly as he led you to get an ice pack for your head. You had a feeling it would be the last time he would take you away spontaneously for a long time.

Delgado!Master

It had been a rough trip. Between all the accusations and the fighting, you hadn’t had time to fully process your situation. But now back on the Tardis, you could calmly evaluate the events and remember one detail. He had gotten hurt trying to save you. Granted it was his fault you were captured anyway, but still, he had come back for you and that proved more than words he could say.

He was in the console room, letting the Tardis drift while he let you sleep it off. But you couldn’t sleep due to the events and sought him out. You entered the console room with your hands in the pockets of your oversized hoodie, and The Master turned to you, raising an eyebrow.

“You should be asleep.”

You shrugged. “Not in the mood anymore.” You walked over to him, taking out the small first aid kit from your pocket. “Sit down.”

“Time Lords -”

“Are superior blah de blah blah blah. Sit.” You ordered, pointing to the chair against the railing. He sighed, glancing at you in amusement as he sat down. You lifted his shirt and grimaced at the large cut on his side from a sword. “Being a Time Lord is great and all…but you still bleed.”

You opened your kit and knelt on the floor, feeling his curious stare but not daring to meet his gaze, as you get organized. You cleaned the wound, not missing the slight wince he gave now and then.

“How do you know this?” He asked. “I did not realize you were a nurse.”

“I wasn’t. But I know my fair share. When it requires stitches, then I get queasy.” You placed a bandage over the cut and smiled proudly. “There.” You stood up and took his hand when he held his side while he stood up. “Time Lords are superior in some ways. But just like me, you bleed.”

“We heal quicker.” He said.

“Not quick enough apparently.” You picked up your kit and headed to the doorway.

“Y/N.” You turned around to look at him. “Thank you.”

You smiled, sending him a nod before walking out of the console room.

Ainley!Master

Through your blurry vision, you could see The Master rushing around what appeared to be a hospital room, making a lot of noise as he did so, a few Gallifreyan curses leaving his lips as he searched for what he needed.

“What were you thinking?”

You looked at your stomach, seeing the large three scratches, bleeding through your shirt. You swallowed thickly and looked at the ceiling. “You’re welcome.”

“I could’ve handled it.”

“You didn’t even know what it was.” You winced when he began to clean the wounds. He didn’t apologize, but he was gentler.

He walked to a panel in the wall and you turned your head to watch him fiddle with wires. “W-What are you doing?” You asked, getting weaker.

“Trying to activate the Nanogenes.” He kicked the wall and you closed your eyes, a small smile on your lips.

“Did it help?”

“No.”

“Did it hurt?”

“No.”

“Liar.”

He approached you and placed a hand by your legs, and another by your hair. “I’ll have to do this the…” He grimaced. “human way.”

You would have asked what he meant but he activated a holographic program and you raised an eyebrow when four people appeared, dressed in scrubs.

“Human way my ass.” Your eyes widened when the hologram pressed an instrument to your neck and felt The Master kiss your forehead.

“Don’t worry. You’ll be fine.”

When you woke up, you were in your bedroom, the only signs of surgery were the bandage wrapped around your waist. You turned your head when the door opened, The Master entered, fixing his hair, looking as if he had just run through the Tardis to get to you. Not that he would admit it, of course.

“How are you feeling?”

“A lot better. What was that -”

“Emergency Medical Hologram. Setting Four. Human patient.”

“So I’m not the first then, eh?” You jested as you sat up, The Master quickly stepping forward to help you stand up.

“No, actually. I installed it on your first night. You were asleep so I decided to set certain, precautions.”

You smiled softly. “Thank you.”

He cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact. Your smile grew as you hugged him. “You look evil, but you’re quite lovely sometimes.”

He blinked for a moment, realizing you were right. Around you, he was different. And he had never been so afraid of losing someone, human or otherwise, to create an entire program that would save them.

“Don’t worry. I’ll only tell the first thousand of people we meet.”

He chuckled, returning your embrace. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Roberts!Master

There were gangs all over the city. Some only did theft, some were drug dealers, and others were killers. And when two, or all of the groups collided it was chaos.

The Tardis was parked in an alleyway and you argued with The Master after speaking to The Doctor who had told you that The Master had lied to you so you would help him. And The Master couldn’t say or do anything to make you trust him again. But when you stormed out of the Tardis, he chased after you, hoping to try.

Gunfire could be heard a short distance away and as you argued, tears falling as you stared at the man who had taken over your husband’s body, you could faintly hear it getting louder. A car entered the alley and you shielded your eyes from the bright headlights. Another car followed, gunshots coming from both cars. You felt a hand grab your arm, another on your back to push you into the Tardis. You fell inside, turning with a gasp when you heard the final gunshot. Your eyes widened when you saw the hole in the back of his jacket, screaming when the bullet ricocheted on the Tardis floor.

You jumped to your feet, catching him when he stumbled, seeing the blood seeping through his shirt. “Oh my god!” You took out your cell phone but he stopped you.

“What are you doing?”

“Calling an ambulance.”

“They’d tear me apart. Help me inside the Tardis.” You reluctantly listened and took him inside, following his directions to the med bay. He sat on the bed and he snapped his fingers but nothing happened. “Of course.”

“What?”

“The Tardis won’t help.” He held his wound and you bit your lip anxiously. “She’ll leave me to die.”

You shook your head. You remembered something he told you about the Tardis and ran out of the room, heading through the corridors to the heart of the Tardis. “I know you can hear me! He told me about this place. I also know that you don’t like him, and have a really good reason to want him dead, but…I care about him. It sounds ridiculous but I care about him. I-I love him.” You looked away when tears fell from your eyes. “So you can’t let him die. Please. I’m begging you - save him. Please!”

You felt a hand on your shoulder minutes later and turned to see The Master, a smile on his lips. “You’re okay!” You hugged him tightly and he closed his eyes, wrapping his arms around you.

“Only because of you.”

Jacobi!Master

You had escaped the Daleks by the skin of your teeth and when you had misheard one of his instructions, you sent the Tardis crashing into a hostile planet. Humans had settled on multiple planets, forming colonies and when you crashed right in the middle of a major city, there was no warm reception.

The Master had been shot and you had to listen to him rant about how ‘inappropriate’ it was to be shot by a female. Now, normally you would call him out on his sexism, but as you cleaned and bandaged the wound, his comment distracted you from it, as he said it without seemingly knowing what he had done. There weren’t many days he gave you compliments.

“Why can’t all humans be like you?”

“I guess I’m just special.” You smiled, not taking his words seriously.

“Yes,” He agreed.

You eyed him for a moment as you stuck down the bandage. “There. All done. You know at your age you really should think about taking it easy.” He glared at you, causing you to laugh.

“What do you mean my age?” He stood up and you backed away to the door.

“Elderly.”

You ran away when he chased you.

Simm!Master

Trying to take over a planet ruled by lava creatures probably wasn’t his greatest idea, and even The Master was willing to admit that he regretted it. The civilization had preformed several scans of your anatomy, a painful process and he had saved you, piloting the Tardis a safe distance away before watching the planet destroy itself.

There wasn’t a lot he could do for there were no injuries, just pain which he could make manageable.

You were lying in bed when he checked on you, letting the Tardis drift in space, as it would do until you were better.

“How are you feeling?” He asked.

“A little better.” You told him as he walked over to the bed. “Lie with me?”

He nodded, getting into bed, and kicking off his shoes. He lay on his back and placed his arm around your shoulders when you cuddled into his chest, draping an arm across his abdomen.

“I feel ten times better already.”

He smiled softly, pressing his lips to your forehead, his lips lingering for a moment.

Missy

You looked at the other people queued up to become Cyberman. Not of their own accord. You stumbled across the factory and pretended to be controlled like the other poor unfortunate souls who were being given a death sentence. You kept your eyes peeled for a skinny, tall, grey-haired Time Lord, not seeing a woman in Victorian dress giving you an escape route.

You were placed in a capsule and were wondering where The Doctor was. You heard the others in the capsules beside you, screaming. Your capsule flashed but did not transform you into a Cyberman like the others.

Missy distracted the two Cybermen controlling the experiment, using her umbrella to open your capsule from a distance. You fled the factory, seeing a woman watching you. Before you could approach her, The Doctor appeared and you looked away from the woman, and when you looked back she was gone. It wasn’t until days later that you found out that The Master, now Missy, had saved you from death.

You were still getting used to the idea of The Master being female and well, alive. So when she approached you with a solution to the injuries you had received when you escaped the factory after going back to the factory to destroy the Cybermen.

“What is this place?” You asked, looking around the spacious room that had a very high ceiling.

“The med bay. Every Tardis has one. Didn’t The Doctor mention that?”

You looked at her, your annoyance clear, and she sighed, nodding. You didn’t appreciate her comments about The Doctor, as they were all negative.

“Sit down.” You followed her instructions. “You could even take your shirt off if you like?”

You playfully rolled your eyes at her suggestion and the smirk on her lips. “I’m fine, thanks.”

“Suit yourself.” She snapped her fingers and you were surrounded by small lights, feeling your skin tingle.

“What are they?” You asked, holding your hand up to watch the burn on your hand heal. You had tripped and touched one of the capsules that were set to erupt and burned the palm of your hand.

“Nanogenes. They analyse DNA in order to heal wounded soldiers during the Time War. This Tardis is familiar with humans and so are the Nanogenes.”

“Wait, what happens if they weren’t?”

“You’d be horribly disfigured.”

Dhawan!Master

It was an odd situation you had found yourself in recently. The Master took you with him in his Tardis and after a few trips The Doctor would catch up and ‘rescue you’ and The Master would then ‘save you’ and the cycle would repeat itself. The last few months had been the strangest months of your life. Only when The Doctor knew that given the choice, you would stay with The Master, and stop searching for you did life seem to be almost normal.

You had been on a trip with The Master and encountered one of his past incarnations, getting separated from the incarnation you knew, and caught up in his past troubles with the Daleks.

You had watched as he killed the Gardezzan and knew he had the same painful fate for you. Suddenly the Tardis started shaking and your Master appeared, burgundy coat and all.

You breathed a sigh of relief, when he approached you, checking to make sure you were alright before turning to his past self when he spoke. “Who are you?”

“I’m you. But better, though, eh?” He winked at you and you jokingly rolled your eyes. “Sorry, gramps, I need her for a little while longer.”

You blinked when your surroundings changed to the house and you sighed, walking to sit on the couch.

He sat beside you and took hold of your left arm, examining it. “Just a bruise. I’m amazed he even had the strength to grab you like that.” He stood up and went to the kitchen, returning with an ice pack. “Here.”

You held it against your arm and smiled when he sat beside you, resting your head on his shoulder. “It’s oddly comforting to know that some things never change.”

“What do you mean?”

“You have always been a bad dresser.”

Jamie McCrimmon

You had been tested by the Dominators. The Doctor reckoned you were lucky that your brain wasn’t fried by their machine, and you would be inclined to believe him if it weren’t for the pounding headache you had.

Jamie knocked on the door of your bedroom. You looked at him over your shoulder before lying down again. He entered the bedroom and you turned to him when he sat on the bed.

“I thought you could use a remedy from home.” He handed you the herbal mixture he had hidden behind his back and you thanked him, accepting it.

You had small circular burn marks on both sides of your head and you knew this remedy would soon help it heal.

You laid down and gestured for him to join you. He laid on his side, facing you and you kissed his cheek. “Thank you.”

“I’m just glad you’re alright.”

Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart

“How is she?” Alistair looked over his shoulder at Jo when she entered the room.

“Her temperature seems to have gone down. The fungus may be working, but I don’t think she is recovering as well as The Doctor hoped.” He told her.

“I brought fresh water.” She smiled gently, handing him a bowl with cold water in it.

“Thank you.”

She left the room and he continued to keep you cool with a damp cloth on your forehead. It took days for you to wake up and Alistair only left the room when it was time to destroy the giant maggots. When he returned you were sitting up in bed, eating some soup Jo had made.

“Hello, stranger.” You smiled.

“You’re awake.” He glanced at The Doctor, Benton, and Jo when they left the room to give you privacy. He took off his hat and sat on the bed. “How are you feeling?”

“Much better. Little headache, but I don’t know if that’s because of Jo’s fussing or the giant maggots I’ve heard so much about.”

He chuckled. “Perhaps it is both.”

You laughed lightly, tapping your cheek. He turned your chin gently to kiss you tenderly and you placed a hand on his cheek. “It must have been hard for you to see me like that. I’m sorry.”

“I’m just glad you’re alright.”

“Thanks to you.”

He shook his head and took the soup from your hands. “Here, let me.” You smiled at him when he wasn’t looking, knowing despite how hard the last few days were for him, he refused to leave your side. To see you in such a state, barely considered conscious, was heart-breaking.

Mike Yates

It was dangerous work being a soldier in UNIT. You both understood that when he first gained an interest in the organization. Witnessing the pain he endured was different from imagining.

The city was under attack, and Mike couldn’t get hold of UNIT through the radio, or over the phone. The invasion swept all over the city and you had nowhere to go when Mike was shot. Nowhere except home.

Your first aid kit was basic so trying to patch him up would be a Hail Mary. But you could only work with what you had at your disposal.

Instead of forceps, you had your fingers and you would never forget that feeling of reaching into his wound to get the bullet out.

“That’s good.” He breathed, his chest rising and falling as he tried to keep himself awake. “You’re doing great,” He assured you.

You held back your tears as you placed the bullet on the coffee table.

“Now,” he pointed to the lighter and the knife. “you need to cauterize it.”

“Mike, no -”

“Y/N, please.” He touched your cheek. “It’s going to be fine.”

You followed his instructions, heating the knife before placing it over the wound to seal it. A sob threatened to leave your lips when he cried out in pain. You laid him down when you saw he was sweating and he protested but you were adamant that he rested.

“I’ll keep trying to reach UNIT.” You told him, taking hold of his hand.

He fell asleep and you kissed his hand before leaving him to rest. You went to the kitchen to put the items away, letting your tears fall as your body shook from the sobs you refused to let him hear. He was safe, for now. And you hoped that whatever otherworldly force that was trying to take over the world, would let him rest. Then he could help kick their ass.

Alydon

When he heard you had been injured Alydon had rushed to your side, a deep frown on his lips when he saw you with the healer. He took your hand and you sent him a small smile.

"I’m okay.”

“Barely.” He looked at the healer, “Can you give us a moment?”

She bowed her head before leaving and Alydon sighed as he brushed hair away from your shoulder. “I shouldn’t have let you go.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” You said. “It wouldn’t have been a success otherwise.”

Alydon called the healer when you winced in pain, helping her when he saw how frazzled she was. You smiled softly when she left to fetch you water.

“You’re a natural.” You teased.

Alydon chuckled, bending down to kiss your forehead when he was done. “Get some sleep. I will check on you later.”

You nodded, feeling tired from the medicine and he looked over his shoulder as he left, smiling softly when he saw you were asleep.

Rory Williams

He had been slashed on the arm with a sword during his fight in the Colosseum. He had hidden his pain until you saw the wound. You rushed to get everything you needed to heal him and returned, kneeling on the floor as he sat on the rock He admired you as you patched up his arm, a small smile on his lips.

Ian Chesterton

Your cheek had been cut from an explosion that destroyed a wall. Ian sat between your legs on a stool while you sat on the bed, wincing now and then as he cleaned the wound on your cheek and forehead.

“Sorry.” He put plasters over the cuts and sighed when he was finished. “Are you okay?”

You nodded, wrapping your arms around his waist. He placed his arms around you while you buried your head in his neck.

“Are you lying?” He asked knowingly.

You nodded and he kissed your cheek, holding you tighter.

[bowtiesandflutes]

Nightmares / Trouble Sleeping

First Doctor

"What are you still doing up?"

You walked into the library, finding the Doctor sitting on a sofa, reading with a lamp on.

"Why are you?" You countered.

He looked back at his book. "I'm a Time Lord. We do not require as much rest as humans do."

You sat beside him and pulled the blanket over your shoulders tighter. "What are you reading?"

"Go back to bed." He told you.

You shook your head and moved closer, resting your elbow on the back of the sofa, placing your head on your hand. "Read to me."

He looked at you, sighing before finding his place. You smiled at him, eyes closing as he finished the third page, and he closed the book, standing up. He placed the book down and moved you, so you were lying comfortably.

Second Doctor

You kept seeing him falling out the Tardis. The haunting way, he shouted your name before falling into space. Ramón wasn't the perfect person, but you were together for many years, and the acceptance just didn't come overnight. You walked into the console room, surprised to see the Doctor working on the Tardis.

"What are you doing?" You asked, shocking him, but his eyes softened when he saw you.

"I'm making adjustments to the circuit." He said.

"What will it do?" You walked over, and he closed the panel, standing up to face you.

"I'd prefer to talk about why you're not asleep." He placed his arms around you when you wrapped your arms around his waist. "You're still having nightmares."

"It's silly, and I know he wasn't a good man but -" You sighed into his shoulder, closing your eyes when he pressed a soothing kiss on your forehead. "I hate him, but a part of me is still sad that he's gone. He is floating somewhere out there."

He nodded in understanding, "It's not silly at all. It's perfectly natural." He told you. "But this is the second night this week, and you must get some rest."

"Will you join me?" You asked.

"Of course. I'll program the Tardis first; then, I'll join you." He smiled softly, and you ran your hand along his arm as you stepped away, feeling him squeeze your hand, watching you walk out.

The Doctor turned to the console, making the necessary adjustments before following you to the bedroom.

Having a face that resembled your former husband that you had watched fall into space, wasn't easy. But somehow his presence was easing your pain, instead of making it worse.

Third Doctor

The Master killed him. One of his nemesis plans had finally succeeded, and you could only watch as the Doctor was defeated. And when you woke up from your nightmare, you still weren't convinced. So you went to UNIT and entered the lab, seeing the Tardis where he had left it.

You knocked on the Tardis, and moments later, it opened for you. The Doctor smiled at you before frowning at the way you looked at him.

"You look like you've seen a ghost." He chuckled.

You approached him, staring intently before hugging him as tight as you could. He wrapped his arms around you and patted your back.

"Okay, you're strangling me now."

You loosened your grip but didn't release him completely.

"What's the matter?"

You shook your head, "Nothing." Your smile was small and wasn't as reassuring as you intended for it to be. You placed your head on his chest, and tears fell from your eyes at the sound of his two heartbeats.

He was alive. And it had all been one incredibly realistic and detailed nightmare.

Fourth Doctor

It had been weeks since you had encountered Styre. The Doctor had patiently waited for the day you finally let yourself be affected by the experiments performed on you, the mind tricks that haunted your nightmares.

Harry was the first to hear your screams, and Sarah was the one who got the Doctor. You weren't responding when they tried to wake you up. He walked in and ushered them out before approaching the bed. You were flinching every few seconds, muttering incoherently.

The Doctor tried to wake you, shaking you before realizing you were completely lost in your nightmare and put two fingers on both sides of your head, entering your mind. You breathed heavily as you snapped out your nightmare, and you were shaking violently, sobbing into your hands.

"Just breathe. Don't forget to breathe." He sent you a sad smile while wrapping his arms around your trembling figure. You weren't sure how long it took, minutes, or hours but he stayed with you until you calmed down, falling asleep on his chest.

And when Sarah went searching for him in the morning, she found you both fast asleep, curled together, his arm around you protectively.

Fifth Doctor

There was one thing you feared, and it was Daleks. Your confidence became your safety net. You could pretend that you weren't afraid, but the Doctor paid close attention to you, waiting for the cracks to appear.

You were wary about him, unsure of what you could do and what you couldn't. But when his arms were as welcoming as those in your own time, you cried on his chest, and it was the most serious moment you had shared since you arrived.

Sixth Doctor

You walked out of your bedroom, finding Peri heading down the corridor. "What is he doing?" She complained, yawning tiredly.

"I don't know. Go back to bed. I'll deal with it." You told her, heading to the source of the noise.

The Doctor had pulled the console apart, fixing wires that didn't need fixing. You sighed, crossing your arms.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He looked at you, and you frowned at the tiredness in his eyes. "I have to fix it."

"I don't think she agrees with you." You nodded to the console, earning a loud hum of what you assumed was agreement.

"Yes, well, she is rather temperamental." The panel he was working on sparked, and he hissed, sucking his finger. "Besides, your trip to Brazil has caused glitching."

"Hey, she took over this flight, I couldn't help it. And you've landed in the wrong place before." You reminded him.

You walked over to him and touched his shoulder. "You need to sleep."

"Sleep? Sleep? At a time like this?" You pulled him away from the Tardis console, and when he tried to break free, you bit his hand. He was yelling for the entire walk to his bedroom, where you struggled to get him to lie down. You lay beside him and placed his head on your chest.

"Are you going to pull my hair again?"

"Considering you woke me up in the middle of the night, I am tempted. But no." You looked down at him with a smile, and he watched you curiously. "What?"

"That's the nicest thing you've said to me since I regenerated."

You would've laughed if you didn't realize he was right. "Don't get used to it."

He stared across the room, and you felt his body relax as you played with his hair, falling asleep.

Peri found you in the morning, the Doctor sleeping peacefully with his arms around your waist, your chest as his pillow.

Seventh Doctor

You weren't on friendly terms yet. You treated Ace as a sister, and he knew that it would take more than the universe to get you to forgive him.

You still had nightmares of the Iceworld. It had been three months, but you couldn't get a decent night's sleep.

He knew you liked music, so he got the Tardis to place a stereo in your room, and you could sleep to the sounds coming from the radio. And in the morning, you gave him your first smile since the Iceworld, and it made him believe that he was worth forgiving.

Eighth Doctor

When the excitement of a recent adventure didn't wear off, you would find him in the console room, searching for your next adventure. You would pull him back to bed, and he would talk about where he could take you. You would fall asleep first, and he wouldn't move in fear of waking you, and eventually, he would fall asleep.

War Doctor

You wandered the hallways of the Tardis when you couldn't sleep. You were staring into the milky way when the Doctor found you. He sat beside you, holding out a cup of tea.

"Couldn't sleep?"

You shook your head, thanking him for the tea. You were all he had left and he was all you had. Your families; your planet was gone.

"I keep seeing it every time I close my eyes."

"I know." He said softly, placing his arm around you, and you rested your head on his shoulder.

Ninth Doctor

The Time War was fresh in his mind, and the Tardis chose you, a companion that she believed understood the Doctor the most. The lights in your room would flicker and wake you up. She would light the way, leading you to where the Doctor was sitting, thinking about the destruction of Gallifrey.

When his teary eyes met with yours, you knew why the Tardis led you to him. You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, and he buried his head in your shoulder.

You would stand there for an hour, maybe more before you could convince him to sleep.

Tenth Doctor

You had traveled on the Tardis for some time, and finding the Doctor in the console room, holding Rose's jacket, was not what you expected in the middle of the night. You were sure your presence would add to his heartache, but you had to do something. You stepped out of the shadows, and he looked at you, broken beyond repair.

"What am I going to do?"

His words made tears form in your eyes, and you stepped forward to hug him, and he held you tightly, closing his eyes to fight his tears, but you could feel some escaping down your neck.

Neither of you got any sleep that night. But you did believe that in time, maybe he could find closure, and his mind wouldn't be so loud and allow him to rest. So you stayed up with him for as long as you could. The Doctor took you to your bedroom and made sure you were comfortable.

He stopped at the doorway, looking back at your sleeping form. You were a reminder that he wasn't alone. And it was a message he needed to hear.

Eleventh Doctor

The wheezing of the Tardis relaxed you. You were fond of the sound, even if it proved the Doctor left the brakes on. You followed the sound to the console room, finding the Doctor working underneath. He called up to you, looking up at you through the glass. You took a seat on the chair, wrapping your blanket over you.

"Nightmares?" He asked knowingly.

You had traveled with him for a while, and in the beginning, he was always shocked to walk in and find you sleeping near the console. Then he learned the reason why he was sympathetic and upgraded the chair so you would be more comfortable.

He came over to sit beside you, and you smiled, curling up into his side, legs over his and his arm around your neck, hand playing with your hair as you laid your head on his shoulder.

"Good night, Y/N." He kissed your forehead with a smile.

Twelfth Doctor

He was freshly regenerated and had a lot of energy pumping through him. But you knew he needed to sleep for the remainder of the process.

"Did you have a bedroom?" He asked.

You smiled, hands under your cheek as you stared at him. "Yeah. I had two actually. One for me and another for, well, anyone who needed it really."

He went quiet, but you knew he would think of something else to say.

He did ask more questions, turning his head when you didn't answer. He was tempted to wake you up but decided against it. He smiled faintly, pulling the sheets up to your shoulder.

He laid beside you on the bed, and you were the last thing he saw as he let sleep wash over him.

Thirteenth Doctor

The Master got inside your head. And as much as she tried to help, the Doctor couldn't fix the damage. You stayed up three nights in a row, and she hated that the only thing she could do was talk about it. But this incarnation was socially awkward, and you didn't want to make it worse. You needed the warmth of Eleven and the humor of Nine to get you through it. So she took you on a trip to see them both. Eleven then, Nine. And when you returned, you were smiling brighter than you had before.

Fourteenth Doctor

You turned when his arms left their commonplace around you and frowned when you saw his hands on his head, his eyes closed tightly. You learned after every bad adventure, and you still hadn't unboxed everything he had gone through since the Doctor returned, a little older, and a little more likely to open up about his pain. You placed a gentle hand on his chest, and he froze, hands lowering to meet your gaze.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

He sighed, shaking his head.

You nod, accepting his answer. "Okay." His arms encircle you as you rest your head on his chest and he pressed a kiss to your head, closing his eyes as he lingered. He had a second chance with you, and this time he could heal from the trauma he had endured. But right now, it was 1.30 am and you needed to sleep before heading to work in a few hours. So, he put the memory to the back of his mind and settled comfortably, feeling grateful that you were in his arms again after so long. 

Delgado!Master

"You need to sleep."

He turned to find you rubbing your eyes, a fond smile on his lips. You approached him and pulled him away from the plan he was creating that would annoy the Doctor, no doubt.

You took him to his room, and the Master sighed, holding his hands up when you waited expectantly. He laid down, and you tucked him in.

"If I find you are wandering around again, I will lock the door."

You yawned and didn't complain when he brought you beside him. "I assume that you are taking care of me until the Doctor manages to get you back."

"You get into too much trouble, and you'll end up dead if you aren't at your best." You mumbled, falling asleep on his chest.

It was the closest thing to you confessing that you cared. And it would be a while before he received a confession he wanted to hear.

Ainley!Master

You had run for at least twenty miles without stopping. You were exhausted, the adrenaline had settled, but you still couldn't sleep. It had been too close a call this time.

The Tardis light up the hallway, and he followed the lights to your room. He heard the music blaring inside and opened the door, finding you sitting with your head on your knees on the bed.

"I thought you would be sleeping by now..."

"I was, but...doesn't matter." You looked at him, "Why are you awake?"

"The monitor was glitching." He said. "You can join me if you like?"

You nodded and took his outstretched hand, walking to the console room. You were fighting your sleep, and the Master knew you wouldn't open up to him. You held tools for him, and when you finished helping hours later, he could see you were losing the fight. He picked you up and carried you to your bedroom, falling asleep in his arms. He placed you down gently, and when you wouldn't unwrap your arms from his neck, he laid down, and you cuddled into him.

After that night, your relationship changed. 

Roberts!Master

You shivered, turning on your side as you struggled to find a comfortable position to fall asleep in. The door opened, and you looked at the Master who glared at you.

"I'm trying to work!"

"Sorry." You sighed, sitting up. "I can't sleep. I usually fall asleep on -" you laid down, fluffing your pillow. "I won't bother you again."

He observed you for a moment and weighed the options in his mind. Keep you awake, and you'll be less helpful to him, or help you sleep, and he can continue to work.

He laid down, and you turned around, seeing his green eyes shining in the darkness. He waited for you to initiate contact, placing your head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around you, and you closed your eyes. You fought back the tears, hoping that your husband would survive.

You fell asleep minutes later, the Master unable to leave due to your grip. He was tempted to push you away, but when you whimpered, he stopped trying.

All he wanted to do was ensure you had a good sleep so you could continue to help him with his plans. Yeah, he didn't entirely convince himself either.

Jacobi!Master

He was always getting headaches. You knew he had trouble sleeping and would know when he was awake. He would be working throughout the night, and you would sit with him. You would fall asleep with your head on your arms, and he would wake you when he noticed you were sleeping in an uncomfortable position and take you to bed. He would find that the drums were silenced, if only for a little while, and he could get a few hours sleep.

Simms!Master

You believed he was dead. So when he turned up on your doorstep wearing a black hoodie, you were surprised, freaked out, but thrilled.

He was alone for a long time, so you expected him to behave out of the ordinary. But the way he stared, lost in his mind frightened you.

You woke up, finding him sitting beside you on the bed, hands on his stomach as he stared at the wall. You slowly put a hand on his chest, getting his attention. His eyes softened as you touched his cheek, closing briefly before opening again.

"Did I wake you?" He asked.

You shook your head, "No. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He kissed your forehead. "Go back to sleep."

You moved closer, resting your head on his chest, and he wrapped his arms around you.

You began to sing quietly, and he smiled down at you, a hint of sadness to it. He had missed you more than you'd ever know, more than he would tell you, and he was finding it challenging to sleep out of fear of what he would see when his eyes were closed.

But he had a weakness for your singing. It would help him relax when he had a stressful day, and eventually, he could no longer fight his sleep, head leaning against yours. You smiled and closed your eyes, hoping that he would find peace in his dreams.

Missy

She didn't want to be alone. Meeting you again, finding you had been traveling with the Doctor who had changed you, made you better, in your opinion, was a blessing. You weren't much different. You saw the beauty in the universe and weren't plotting against the Doctor. But you were happy, happier now she had returned.

She didn't want to take her eyes off of you, afraid when she blinked you would disappear.

You opened your eyes and frowned at the faraway look in her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"I was just thinking." She attempted to smile, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"I know you're afraid I've changed completely. I just don't want to hurt people like we used to. And I still care about you."

"You won't leave me then?" She tried to smirk, but you could see the insecurity in her eyes.

"No. Never." You kissed her tenderly. "Get some sleep I'll be here when you wake up."

You wrapped your arms around her, and she turned, cuddling into you. You smiled as you kissed her head. You looked down at her to find she was asleep, and only then did you fall asleep.

Dhawan!Master

He was stranded for seventy-seven years. Add that to the secrets of Gallifrey, the tales of the Timeless Children; it was safe to say he had a lot to deal with emotionally. You would find him in the console room, working on his next idea to get rid of the Doctor, and he would see your sleepy figure, and when you opened your arms, he would do all he could not to cry. You were heaven sent, and the one person he trusted, who was loyal and didn't let him down. For seventy-seven years, he was desperate to return to you, wondering if he would find you had suffered at the hands of the Doctor.

You would hold him as he inevitably broke down and whispered soothing words in his ear. He fell asleep while you played with his hair. He didn't know how he had become so reliant on you, but he knew that he couldn't live without you.

Jamie McCrimmon

You missed home. The Tardis was fascinating, but you missed the fields, the horses, and your family. The Tardis had given you the same bedroom, and the Doctor believed she had done so to bring you both closer. Jamie was thrilled to be marrying you, but you weren't fond of arranged marriages and were hesitant about him. But the shared room had brought you both closer in some ways; you would greet each other in the morning and have breakfast together. If one of his shirts were torn during an adventure, you would stitch it for him.

The moment you truly believed your marriage had a future was when you couldn't fall asleep. Jamie had woken up due to your moving around, and when you opened up to him, he considered it a defining moment in your relationship. He told you stories of his childhood and gave detail of the hills that eased your homesickness as you reminiscence with him.

You fell asleep on his shoulder, and he smiled, tucking you in before falling asleep beside you.

Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart

In his line of work, there was a lot that could go wrong. And you were sure you had nightmares about every possible scenario. You knew what happened daily, and the aliens he had fought against gave you more to fear.

He returned home at odd times. You didn't want to trouble him with something you considered silly.

But when he returned home one night to find you trembling and crying in your sleep, he thought it was anything but 'silly.'

He took your mind off of it by talking about other things. You calmed down and eventually fell asleep in his arms. And he made sure to call during the day, come home when he said he would, anything to ease your worries to keep the nightmares away.

Mike Yates

You had always considered Mike invincible. So when his mind was taken over, the fear began to sink in. He was as mortal as everyone else (well, excluding the Doctor). And it frightened you, plaguing your dreams at night. He was fast asleep beside you, and you shook him awake. When he saw the tears in your eyes, he held you until you calmed down and you fell asleep to the sound of his beating heart.

Alydon

The war with the Daleks raged on in many Thralls minds. As a front line warrior you had seen more than most and while Alydon had led the Thralls during the war he hadn't seen the horrors you had. And when you are woken by a nightmare he feels helpless as all he can do is hold you. But that's exactly what you needed, to know that he was there and he was safe.

Rory Williams

He didn't like to mention it but he had nightmares of the battles he had participated in as a Roman. It was like you sensed he needed someone to talk to as you would be waiting in the kitchen with a drink that would soothe him back to sleep.

Ian Chesterton

You had nightmares about your almost execution. One second you were asleep and the next you were staring down the blade of a gulliotine. Ian had been separated from the women and you were doing your best to comfort Susan, but you couldn't hide your own fear. Ian found you in the library, unable to sleep, and he had seen the light through the gap in the door on his way to the kitchen kitchen make tea. He found you reading and from the tears on your cheeks, you weren't managing to find a distraction.

It was plain for Susan and Barbara to see that he cared about you differently. Long before you had stepped on the Tardis, the life threatening situations bringing you closer.

"Nightmares?" He asked knowingly, joining you on the sofa.

"I know it's silly but I can't shake it." You confessed, wiping tears from your cheeks.

"Its not silly at all. The past few weeks have been rather exciting. Today was a little too close for comfort, I agree." He took your hand with a small smile, and you met his gaze. "But we survived."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he rubbed your back soothingly. "I was so frightened." You weren't only afraid for yourself, but for the man you had fallen for. For Susan who had so much life left to live. For Barbara who had become a close friend. For the Doctor who despite kidnapping you all was someone you cared for.

He held you tighter, thinking of his time in the cell, not knowing if you were executed. "Me too."

[bowtiesandflutes]

Pick Up Lines

First Doctor

“Are you a Dalek? Cause you’ve been rolling through my mind all day.”

At first, he found your pickup lines silly but this one would make him smile even when he’s in a bad mood.

Second Doctor

“Are you a Tardis? Cause when I look at you I feel like I’m flying around the universe.”

He would say a different one each time but this one made you smile because of how sweet it was.

Third Doctor

“Not even the Daleks could exterminate my love for you.”

You would be talking about his regeneration process and if he would fall out of love with you if he changed or if he would ever leave you behind. In relationships talks about the future were inevitable but he would say this to make you smile and it would ease your concerns.

Fourth Doctor

“You have got to be a Tardis because I can see the heavenly bodies in your eyes.”

He would usually use pick-up lines as a way to apologize when you would ignore him after enduring another one of his adventures. 

Fifth Doctor

“I was wondering if you had a spare heart? Mine were just stolen.”

He didn’t know about pick-up lines until he met you and this was the first one he ever used on you. It came as a surprise but a welcomed one.

Sixth Doctor

“I did a scan for alien tech, and it told me you were out of this world.”

You were on a new planet and when you asked if he did a scan for alien tech he used this pick-up line as a reply.

Seventh Doctor

“I feel lighter and weightless whenever I am with you like only a Tardis could do.”

You would be talking about your relationship and he used this pick-up line to lighten the mood and also describe how he felt.

Eighth Doctor

“I blame global warming…your hotness is too much for the planet to handle.”

You were talking about Earth when he blurted out this pick-up line. You had stopped in your tracks, surprised by his sudden flirty comment.

War Doctor

“Hey, doc, I think there’s something wrong with my hearts. They stop whenever I look at you.”

Everything was new and exciting to you as you had never left Gallifrey before. When you discovered pick-up lines he had listened for over an hour as you came up with new ones, giggling afterward. He would smile and shake his head, chuckling for the first time since you both fled Gallifrey.

Ninth Doctor

“Our future depends on one single moment of one impossible day. Could right here with you be that moment?”

He used this line when you both struggled to admit your feelings for each other. He used this line and it opened up a conversation about your feelings for each other.

Tenth Doctor

“Let’s get wibbly wobbly timely wimey bangidy wangidy sexity wexity…”

You were quickly taking off your clothes and he had used this pick-up line while taking off his shirt. You started giggling and he grinned at the blush on your cheeks.

Eleventh Doctor

“You remind me of my Chapstick cause you de balm.”

It was a game you had been playing all day and it got on Amy’s nerves. The game was called who could come up with the worst pickup line? And this line is what made you win the game.

Twelfth Doctor

“I’ll make your towers sing.”

You raised an eyebrow, looking up at him, your back pressed against the Tardis doors. He sent you a smirk and you giggled as you headed into the Tardis.

Thirteenth Doctor

“You made me lose control of my regeneration, you are hot like that.”

She was describing her regeneration process to her new companions and the pick-up line had been said so casually you were sure she didn’t know what she had said. You ignored the blush on your cheeks and the smirk Yaz sent your way.

Fourteenth Doctor

"Your hand looks heavy, can I hold it for you?"

You turned to the tall Timelord when he appeared beside you, holding his hand out. You shook your head, smiling when he wiggled his eyebrows, taking his hand.

"You're an idiot."

"Now I'm your idiot." He held up your joined hands, showing off his wedding ring that he had worn proudly for the past hour since you slipped it on his finger.

Delgado!Master

“Your eyes shine brighter than Gallifreyan suns.”

It was rare when he would talk about Gallifrey but he would answer any questions you had about his planet. He was deep in thought, not finishing his description of the sky on Gallifrey when he turned to you, a serious expression on his face as he said the pick-up line. You would playfully roll your eyes when he would grin and he would smile at the blush on your cheeks.

Ainley!Master

“Are you the Tardis? Because I’d ride you through all of time and space.”

You were explaining the concept of pick-up lines after he was confused when overhearing a man starting a conversation with one. The woman had turned him down but The Master caught your meaning right away and smirked at you.

“Is that an invitation?”

Roberts!Master

“Do you have any Gallifreyan in you? Want some?”

You were three steps ahead of the Doctor and as he celebrated with wine he had turned to you with a mischievous smirk and you had blushed from his words, causing him to chuckle.

Jacobi!Master

“I would like to be your Tardis darling, the one who can make you see the beauty of the universe.”

You knew he didn’t admire the universe as the Doctor did so when you joined him permanently after the war you were determined to make him see the potential you saw everywhere you went. You were planning your next adventure and you said this pick-up line while he piloted the Tardis, causing him to knock a lever, sending the Tardis sideways before he quickly fixed it, clearing his throat. You smirked at the Timelord when he told you to behave.

Simm!Master

“Fancy a trip to Uranus?”

He would approach your desk, wiggling his eyebrows and you shushed him, making sure no one had heard him.  He chuckled as he held out his hand.

“Everyone thinks we’re taking the rest of the day off.” He winked, leading you out of your office.

You rolled your eyes, “It’ll take more than a pick-up line to get me in bed, Mr. Saxon.” He smirked when you walked ahead.

“Trust me, love, I know.”

Missy

“I’m sorry, I think both of my hearts just skipped a beat.”

You had become sassy towards the Doctor and she had been watching with a grin, seeing the old you were still underneath the hero the Doctor had created and blurted it out, ending your argument.

Dhawan!Master

“I’m so drunk off your love, I’m Silurian.”

It was the moment he realized the depth of his feelings and the pick-up line wasn’t intended to be one but when you kissed him he was glad he said it. Although you did not know what a Silurian was yet he took you to see them on your next adventure.

Jamie McCrimmon

“If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I would be walking around my garden forever.”

You were worried about your future if and when you returned home. Would Jamie still feel the same about you? He had silenced your concerns with this pick-up line and made you smile.

Alistair Lethbridge-Stewart

“You have silenced me with your beauty.”

It was your weekly date night and he had said this pick-up line as you came downstairs, where he was waiting. You playfully hit his chest and he smiled as he put his hand on your back, kissing your cheek.

“You look beautiful.”

Mike Yates

“You’ve got a nice set of legs. What time do they open?”

He had said it so casually that you didn’t pick up on it right away and you laughed, leaning into his chest. You had heard worse pick-up lines from him but this one was the best one he came up with.

Alydon

“Do you have a tan or are you always this hot?”

He smirked, leaning against a tree as you trained. Your aim faltered and the arrow narrowly missed the target. You turned to him with a glare and he chuckled, seeing the amusement in your eyes.

Rory Williams

“You make my centurion stand at attention.”

You were playing a game of swapping pick-up lines after discovering what they were and he smiled when you laughed, chuckling along with you. He saw the blush on your cheeks and grinned.

“That worked, didn’t it? It totally worked.”

Ian Chesterton

“If I told you you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?”

You were washing dishes when he placed his hands on your hips and whispered in your ear, making you blush.