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Comfort Cuddles

Dhawan!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master joins you in bed after a day of his plans failing. He’s soft and wants to be close to you.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - Nothing, just fluffy goodness.

Word Count - 1409

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. This request was submitted on my old Tumblr account, but this is the second thing I wrote based on this prompt. I just got another idea and I had to write it. I hope that you enjoy it!

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The Master didn’t like being seen as weak, but he knew that you were his weakness. He knew that he needed you. You were his other half. You made him better. You never once asked him to change, despite the fact that you never wanted to kill or manipulate people or planets. You were always there for The Master when he was stressed about his plans for universal domination or when something he was tinkering with wouldn’t work out just right. The Master needed you, always and forever. He needs you.

It was so easy for The Master to be filled with hate. He loved hurting people, he loved revenge plans and plots, but he never felt hate towards you. He loved you. The Master loved you more than the hate that filled his life before the two of you were together. He hadn’t told you his feelings yet. He was always bad at that, telling you his feelings, but you always treated him with kindness and patience. You never pressured him to do things out of his comfort zone. That just made The Master love you more, though.

Being in love with you made The Master anxious. He couldn’t remember being in love before. He might have been, but it was easy for him to imagine that he had never been in love before. When he first met you, he was overcome with a wave of protectiveness all aimed at you. He hated the fact that The Doctor spent their time picking up random Humans, but mostly out of jealousy about the fact that he didn’t have anyone. However, The Master hated seeing you with The Doctor because he knew that she would get you killed. The Master couldn’t understand why he felt such protective feelings, but he decided to not ignore them and to seek you out. 

Over the months of the two of you interacting, both of you grew closer and you left The Doctor, under conditions, of course. You accompanied The Master as a friend, but that obviously expanded to a more romantic connection. Now the two of you were months deep into a committed relationship, but he was unable to tell you how much he loved you. The Master wished to be better for you, though. You were always there for him, and sometimes he felt as if he needed to be there for you more than he was. Especially to be there for you in more emotional and emotionally intimate circumstances. 

The Master looked over his console to check the time. It was about five in the morning, Earth time, so you would still be fast asleep. The new machine he was trying to build wasn’t working out as he wished it to, and his new plans had a massive plot hole in them that he didn’t know how to fill. He was incredibly frustrated, and his brain felt as if there was a fog shifting heavily through it, clouding over the information he was trying to seek out. 

The Master didn’t require as much sleep as you did, but, in the past, cuddling with you always calmed him down and helped him think. Either wrapping himself around you or being held securely by you somehow managed to always cause things to fall into place in his sometimes disordered mind. So, The Master cleared up his little work area as much as he could and walked down to your shared bedroom.

The Master slowly and quietly entered the room, so as to not wake you. Upon seeing you, The Master smiled. You were cocooned, in the middle of the bed, in the purple comforter that the two of you shared. Your head was laying more on his pillow than yours. You looked incredibly content. The Master silently took his shoes off, then his clothes, leaving him in only his underwear and socks, then climbed in beside you.

You were only wearing his old black hoodie, from one of The Master's previous regenerations, and underwear. Your skin felt cold under The Master’s touch, you should have worn some pyjama pants or socks or something warmer. The Master cuddled up behind you, nuzzling his face into your neck. He brought his arm around you and placed his hand over your heart to feel it beating. He loved doing this. It reminded him that you were alive and that you were real and with him right now.

You stirred a bit because of the warmth of his hand on your chest and mumbled some incoherent words and phrases. The Master tried to hold you a bit tighter in an attempt to not wake you. It worked for a moment; the pressure of The Master’s body around you brought you comfort in your sleep. However, you stirred out of your sleep due to the change in temperature of the bed.

“Master?” You tried to turn around, but The Master’s arms were placed firmly around you. 

“Go back to sleep, love. It’s too early for a Human like yourself to be awake.” You were still tired, but you loved being in his presence, so naturally, you wanted to keep talking to him.

“When do you come to bed?”

“Only a couple of minutes ago. I tried to not wake you up.”

“You’re so warm, though.” You successfully turned around in The Master’s arms this time, after prying his arms off you momentarily. Your eyes were still closed, but you moved to kiss his face haphazardly. The Master smiled and chuckled at your sleepy state, and he pulled you closer to his chest until you were practically laying on top of him.

You kissed The Master’s face, neck and chest, and any part of him that you could reach, every once in a while, as you asked him some questions about his day. The two of you had spent the majority of the day apart because he was busy with his newest scheme, and you were trying to plan a party for your best friend on Earth.

“What were you doing? Did you finish that one thing?” The Master was shocked that you could form somewhat coherent sentences when it was obvious that you were still in a sleepy haze, but he was willing to talk until the two of you became so sleepy you couldn’t speak anymore.

“No, I think I tried too hard to push a thought-cube into a gravity converter and the whole machine I was working on didn’t appreciate the change either.” The Master caressed his hands up and down your back beneath the hoodie you stole.

“I’m sorry. I’m sure you will think of something. You always do. You are so smart.” The Master smiled as he felt you nuzzle into his neck again. His feelings were bubbling up again. He didn’t feel like he could hide them anymore. And if you didn’t respond well, you probably wouldn’t remember because of how tired you were. So, The Master thought that this would be the best time to reveal his true feelings.

“Can I tell you something, Y/n?”

“You can tell me everything, Master. I will always be here for you.”

“I love you.” You opened your eyes and smiled up at The Master.

“I love you, too. I have for a while.”

“Me too. I should have told you earlier.”

“Yes! Yes, you should have!” You suddenly popped up from where you were cuddling into The Master’s chest and pecked him on the lips. The Master chuckled, kissed you again and then returned the two of you back to a cuddling position. 

“Let’s go to sleep, yeah? Then see where the new day takes us?”

“That sounds lovely, Master.” You shifted slightly to kiss his cheek one more time, and then you nuzzled back into his chest, occasionally kissing him there before eventually falling asleep. The Master fell asleep soon after you, holding you tightly to his body. 

The two of you slept soundly until around midday in Earth time. Neither of you always got the privilege of a quiet, domestic life together. You both enjoyed your hectic life in space, travelling throughout time and hopping from adventure to adventure. But both of you appreciated the softer moments of your lives together, given how rarely they happened. You loved each other so much, and sometimes spending a morning in bed together was all the two of you needed to make a day memorable.

I will be reposting my Did You Miss Me? Series on this blog eventually.

I really want to expand it to include some of the hints of The Master's presence in The Flux and The Specials. And I will obviously be including The Master's role in The Power of The Doctor.

It will be a lot to rewrite and organise so I'm not promising a specific date right now, but hopefully, I will have something soon.

I might even make two endings because I can't choose between the two ideas in my head.

But I do have one question, more about The Flux and if I understood it properly. Was The Master actually responsible for The Flux? The conversation The Doctor had with Time made me think that he was, but I could easily just have misinterpreted everything.

-Ghost

1 and 13 for DW asks : )

Hi bestie! :) I am totally answering this drunk because I had a busy school work day yesterday and I am just trying to have a fun night. Please forgive the rambling!

How would you die/leave if you were a companion?

I don't think that I would be able to leave The Doctor unless they treated me poorly. I would want to continue to travel the universe for as long as possible.

Maybe The Doctor left me?

Or I would die trying to save The Doctor.

Or something similar to what happened to Donna would probably happen to me.

Either way, I don't think that I would get the happiest ending.

Whatever happens, though, I hope that The Master saves me!

13. What's a piece of canon that you completely disregard whenever you come across it?

Ooo, there are probably a lot. I just live in my own little story that I made up in my head.

I'm mostly familiar with NuWho, so that's what I'm going to base my answer around. Once I get more into Classic Who and Big Finish audios, I will probably have more.

But anyway, other than fanfics, I'm not the biggest fan of The Timeless Child. Again, this is solely because of my maladaptive daydream, but I always had this image of The Doctor standing up against the corruption of The Elders of Gallifrey. In my long-running (since I was 10) maladaptive daydream, I haven't been able to mix it in.

And I feel the same way about the Ashildr/Me storyline. They are both fun and interesting, I just don't know how to incorporate them into my maladaptive daydream, so I don't think of those storylines as much.

And I mentioned this before, but I love the idea of The Tenth Doctor, Simm!Master, Donna, and The Reader traveling together, so I juts want to ignore what happened to Donna.

2017 / 2021

Happy first day of Hanukkah to all of my Jewish followers that celebrate!

I need to write some Professor!Dhawan!Master fics.

Should I make up an alias, just call him O, or just call him The Professor.

Or was he called something special as this persona in The Power Of The Doctor and I just missed it.

Why did no one tell me that Ralph is ONLY in TWO EPISODES of Timewasters?!

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

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

Well Kept Secrets

Pairing: Dhawan!Master x fem!Reader

Word Count: 2800

Summary: (what the ask says)

For: @agentmalfoy24601

Warnings: None

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes.” The Master replied gleefully.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

For anyone who has been a fan of Doctor Who for any amount of time, do any of you have maladaptive daydreams or situations that you play over in your head that don’t really make any sense canonically? I can’t be the only one.

I watched The End Of Time when I was 10 and I had just had a death in the family so I did not take the death of The Doctor and the seeming death of The Master well at the time. So I created a story in my head that they both survived and they travelled together in the TARDIS (with me because it was my maladaptive daydream). 

Also, I just love EOT Simm!Master. No offence, but also all offence to Harold Saxon Simm!Master and Silver Simm!Master, but EOT Simm!Master is the best! I really want to know how EOT Simm!Master and the Time Lord Victorious Tennant!Doctor would react to each other in a domestic environment. Maybe together they could have saved/helped Donna?

I don’t know. I just like the gremlin hoodie boy.

I'm gonna cry