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Sessa20
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big fan of the woman who does not give a fuck about aliens and would rather talk about cottage hospitals instead
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Me watching when the episode aired
The Power of the Doctor
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Greetings, I hope you're having a fantastic day. If it's okay i may I please request a Master x reader (I'll let you choose which incarnation) where the reader has been captured by an enemy of the master's and puts the reader under cryogenic freezing (or something similar) where the master cannot try and get the reader out for at least 500 years (if they do the reader would be seriously harmed if not worse) When the time comes to get the reader and escape the master has a different face. I'll leave the rest up to you, of course if you're not comfortable then please ignore this.
Have an amazing day
He didn’t bother feeling thankful to his TARDIS for making sure his growls were comprehensible. Translating his anger into words that could be comprehended. No, his whole focus was on the woman currently trapped in that oversized test tube.
“If she is harmed in any way your planet will have more to fear from me than being subjugated. Release her.”
The pathetic excuse for a man gave his species’ excuse of a smile. Clearly they didn’t realize the danger that they had placed themselves in.
“Releasing her early will kill her, Master,” the way his title was spat showed the lack of respect they had for him.
“Then when will she be safely released?”
He would just jump into the TARDIS and go to the correct time and free her then.
“In 500 years,” the man yelled after him as he began to rush off, with a cruel laugh he barely held back, “your time, not ours!”
Freezing the Master knew he had to lower himself to ask questions of the man.
“What do you mean?”
“You have to leave our planet alone for 500 years. If you don’t spend 500 years of your time away from our solar system then when the capsule is open it will kill her instead of revive her. Our insurance that you will not bother us.”
“And what guarantee do I have that you will not open it yourself?”
“It’s biometrically set to only open for you. And if something happens to the capsule when you are not in the solar system it is set to wake her normally, so no need to check in on her.”
In a fury he rushed off. How dare they!
In the silence of his thoughts he feared that he wouldn’t be able to return to you. There was no way that he would be able to maintain a low profile for that length of time. He would lose himself in worry for you. And distracting himself with his normal schemes could get him killed eventually... He would have to be careful. But he would be back for you.
A dark gravely voice spoke up from the dark.
“Your people are fools to have set it to be only my personal time. While I have not stepped foot here in 500 years myself, it has been the blink of an eye for you.”
Giving the man only moments to reply in fear, the Master raised a feeble hand and shrunk the man into a doll.
Walking over to the cryogenic capsule and quickly opening it. Using his remaining strength- still greater than most but far less than he used to have- to catch your falling body.
Letting you wake up. Knowing that you would not recognize him. Not caring that you would be disgusted by his corpse hanging onto life.
He refused to die before he saved you. In fact he refused to die at all. He had a few plans on how to gain a new body, but first he had to save you. If only his plan on Gallifrey had worked. He could have reunited with you as more than a living husk. Refusing to risk the biometrics not recognizing him with a stolen body he sacrificed your love, prioritizing your safe recovery.
“Master?”
Your sweet voice in its confusion and lingering fear, was the prettiest sound he had heard in years.
He waited for the screams to start.
But they never did.
“What happened to you? What have they done to you!”
Your fear and outrage was on his behalf. Oh how he had missed you.
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Ramses and The Gold of the Pharaohs exhibition.
#Ramses and the Gold of the Pharaohs#australian museum#Egyptian exhibition#king ramses ii#april 2024#Egypt#ancient egypt
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Hii I have a cute idea for you, could I please request a Masterx reader (I'll let you pick which one you prefer) the master travels back to the past to enact a plan of theirs but somehow they bump into you but this version of you hadn't met him yet. You start talking with them feeling you can tell them anything. The master then tells you that they know what you want, "you want adventure, passion and maybe even a little danger." You then ask them what they want to which they hypnotise you before saying "I want you to get everything you're looking for but right now I want you to forget that we've met and seen me, I can't have people knowing I'm back." They then kiss your forehead and then leave.
If you don't like this idea then absolutely feel free to ignore it. Have a lovely day :)
Stumbling in surprise, you almost lost your balance. The cause of said stumble being suddenly walking into a man that you hadn’t seen when turning the corner. A gloved hand quickly reaching forward to steady you before you could fall.
“Careful, my dear.”
You were breathless. And not from the almost fall. No. He had the most alluring voice that you had ever heard in your life. His well fitting suit and well maintained pepper and salt hair were a strange but welcome sight. He must be a visiting politician or higher up military man that wasn’t a part of UNIT.
He wasn’t a familiar face- though a part of you did feel like you should recognize him. You had made sure to memorize the faces that you would typically encounter in your job. It had been the only way to make your anxiety over the new position manageable. Being a top secret military lab technician was difficult enough without the fear of insulting someone important.
“Sorry,” you were slow to shake yourself out of your absent mindness and apologize.
Hopefully the man wouldn't mind!
“No reason for you to apologize. It seems we were both in too much of a hurry to pay attention to our surroundings.”
Smiling softly up at him you were glad that he was being so kind.
“Where were you headed?” Gently asking as you took a step out of his grasp.
You weren’t sure why you asked. It’s unlikely he would want to tell you, but you couldn’t help but want to prolong your meeting.
Soft, warm brown eyes looked deep into your own, “to the specialized lab,” he answered.
“Oh!” He was going to the same place as you were! “Umm, you’ve actually passed it, Sir.”
“Ah, I suppose that I must have missed a turn,” he didn’t seem embarrassed or even worried about admitting to his lost nature. He entered back into your space and guided your hand to rest in the crook of his arm. “Would you mind terribly guiding me there, my dear?”
“No! I mean of course not,sir,” you stumbled over your words almost worse than you did your own feet.
“Lead the way, my dear.”
A pleasant silence accompanied the two of you as you continued on your way to the lab. Broken only by gentle questions about your work, and how you joined UNIT. Not even hesitating to answer him honestly. Feeling that you could tell him anything.
The lab was messier than you would have liked when you entered. If you had known you would have a charming guest you would have cleaned it up some. There were projects scattered around the room.
“So what did you need to do here, Sir?”
“If you would permit me one more question before I get to business matters,” he started to ask his question before you could even nod in agreement. “What did you hope to get out of joining UNIT?”
“I wanted to be a part of a group helping with advancements and using technology that was beyond the scope of normal labs,” was your instinctual, practiced answer.
“I see.” His voice fondly expressed his disbelief of your response.; tutting at you “See, I think you want more than that. I think you want adventure, passion, and maybe some danger, my dear.”
Blinking in surprise you slowly start to realize where you recognize him from. UNIT only has one video of the man. Grainy and from a distance just close enough to hear but not to really see him. Saying something in a manner so frighteningly similar to the cadence of those sentences.
The Master.
Someone you had been warned about when you started. And here you were having let him into the lab. Alone. With you.
“What do you want,” the ‘with me’ went unspoken.
“I want you to listen to me,” the hypnotic sound of his voice made your head spin.
For a moment you considered trying to resist, but the fear that your fate would be worse if you did stopped you. You let him take hold of your mind. It felt soft, floaty. Much kinder than the descriptions had made it seem it would be. Everything sounded eons away yet you could still hear him.
“What I want is for you to get everything you desire and deserve, my darling. For now, however, I will settle for you forgetting I was ever here.”
You only remembered the feeling of lips against the crown of your head for a moment before you were looking around in surprise at being back in the lab. When did you walk back over? Maybe you did need to start drinking coffee to stay alert like the others did.
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Prompt #1081: Quotes (80)
"You will find that the word 'fear' is not in my vocabulary."
"Perhaps. But it's in your eyes."
The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement (2004) dir. Garry Marshall
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Greetings, I'm loving the Dhawan!Master Labyrinth crossover. Could I please request a part where the reader gets though to the next sections of the labyrinth (Maybe he could mess with the time) and he decides to make it a bit more difficult for the reader and tells the reader to give up and prehaps after a few days he feels pitty and that's when he either disguises himself or sends someone to travel with the reader and eventually give the fruit to put them in the drugged state.
I honestly love this, if you wish to ignore then it's all good
“Sir?”
The Master frowned at the man before him. Already regretting his plan to send this man to “help” her on the way through the labyrinth. Still, it couldn't be helped. She was making far too much progress to leave on her own.
“I want you to go and join her on her journey.”
“You want me to help her?”
How irritating. The confused look on his face only made him want to kill him more.
“No,” he slowly explained as if he was trying to explain something to a stupid child. “I want you to pretend to be helping her and keep her from going in the right direction. And obviously report back to me regularly.”
The longing, happy look in the fool's eyes enraged him even further. His thoughts were loud as he tried to be subtle about how he wanted to distract her with romance.
Grabbing the man by the collar the Master spat venomous words in his face.” if you dare to touch her I will make you wish I had killed you now!”
Throwing the man out the door he continued to fume. He would have to watch you even more closely now. The only one allowed to distract you with romance would be him. Hmmm and he even had a few ideas on what to do to achieve that.
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Hello there.
I hope you're having a fantastic weekend. If it's alright with you I would like to request a dhawan!master (or delgado!master) where both them and the reader are trapped in a place and both of them can't leave. The master won't leave the reader and the reader won't leave the master. So the master comes. with the idea to shrink the reader to the size of a bratz/barbie doll (Maybe they've been working on this for a while incase the day came where he needed it) so he can get them both out and the reader agrees trusting him with their life and the fact that it will be reversed once they're both safe.
I hope you have a great week and if you're not comfortable then feel free to ignore:)
“Now,” the guard looked back and forth between the two cells that held you and the Master.
Separated so that you “couldn’t cause any trouble”.
“We have come to an agreement to allow one of you to leave. And have been generous enough to allow the two of you to choose. So you both have ten minutes to determine who is leaving and to have that person walk out this door,” with his electric baton he gestured to the side door. “There is someone on the other side who will ensure that it is just one of you so don’t try any funny business.”
As the guard closed the door behind him on the other side of the small prison the cell doors clicked open.
You wasted no time leaving the cell to rush to the Master’s side.
“Okay, so you leave, grab the TARDIS, and come back for me. Problem solved.”
“While normally a perfect plan, my dear, this prison is equipped with a form of teleportation interference that would stop the TARDIS from being able to materialize within this room. Rendering that plan useless.”
He spoke with a calm elegance. Why would he be telling you this? You were willing to let him leave without any fuss. Yet he told you that he couldn’t come back for you. No.
“No,” you voiced your thoughts aloud. “You can’t possibly expect me to leave you here.”
“And I refuse to leave you, my dear. Leaving us at an impasse as they would say.”
Pressing your head into his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. Oh god, the situation was very bad if he was willingly showing such prolonged affection where anyone could see. He was letting you seek comfort from him.
Both of you were trying to silently think of a solution.
“There is a possible solution,” he begrudgingly offered after a minute of quiet reflection.
“But you don’t like it.”
“It would not even be an option if the situation were not so dire,” he admitted. “It is not fully perfected yet. It may take some time to change you back.”
“Change me back from what, Master?”
“My dear, you understand the basic premise of how the TCE works, correct?”
You nodded along in subdued horror.
“I have been working on a new method in which the affected survive the process. It would be a valuable tool to be able to sneak anyone out of anywhere as a hostage.”
Stomach turning you asked, “what part of the process is not perfected?”
Recognizing your complete terror his hands cradled your skull, lips pressing softly to your forehead in reverence.
“My dear, I did not mean to frighten you! The process is painless and works every time. The only flaw in the process is returning people to their original size! The mechanism does not alway work so it may take me time to return you to your original size.”
Taking a deep breath to solidify your resolve and reduce your nerves, you agreed.
He took the TCE and with a simple kiss to your lips, started to shrink you.
It didn’t hurt. But everything tingled, like all your limbs had fallen asleep. The rapid change in the size of everything made the room blur. Closing your eyes to avoid the nausea that was building up. When the sensations stopped you slowly opened your eyes.
Everything was so big now. The Master towered above you, you were barely able to see his face with how small you were. Blurry and hazy like the top of a distant mountain. Against your will tears filled your eyes as how vulnerable you were hit you. He could kill you, by pure accident like this. Just by taking a single step.
Clinging to his finger when he picked you up, hiccuping and sniffling from the stress. You allowed him to gently hold your body in his hand. He tried to speak to you but in your distress it sounded like nonsense.
Slowly he slid you into his shirt pocket and everything went dark. The lack of stimulation soothed you, allowing for you to calm down. No longer overwhelmed, you let the steady walking of the Master rock you into dozing lightly. You would be demanding cuddles once this was all over.
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Hi, I absolutely love reading your fics, may I please request a Delgado!Master x reader. Where the reader is not in a good mood after their date stood them up, the reader gets kidnapped by the master who then finds out what happend to the reader. So they decide to hypnotise the reader to forget what happened or that they even met the person who stood them up and then uses the TCE on the person who stoop the reader up.
If you're not comfortable then it's all good. I hope that you have a nice day/evening and keep up with the amazing content.
Note: requests are currently closed
Of course anon! Hope you like it :)
Title: Smiling Again
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You evening was only getting worse.
You had a shitty evening with your date standing you up. You had gone back to UNIT HQ because you couldn’t stand the idea of going back to your empty flat. Unfortunately for you that had resulted in you getting kidnapped by the Doctor’s best enemy.
“You are awfully quite there my dear,” said the Master, not looking up from his console, “anything on your mind.”
“Why do you care? You didn’t kidnap me for the company.”
The Master paused to briefly look at you over his shoulder before turning back to his work.
“What makes you say that?” he said eventually
You frowned slightly and shifted from where you were sitting on the floor.
“I’m just another human,” you muttered, “and not a particularly interesting one at that. Who would want to spend time with me.”
This time the Master turned his back on the console. He folded his arms and looked down at you.
“Is that a hint of bitterness I detect.” He said
“You tell me.”
The Master walked slowly towards you before kneeling down in front of you. You had pulled your knees up to your chest and had rested your chin on them. You raised your eyebrows at him and the Master reached forward to grasp your chin. You tried to move away but the Master was quicker. He held your chin tightly and forced you to look into his eyes.
“Tell your Master what happened.” He said calmly
“N… No.”
“Tell me.”
“I… I don’t want to.”
“You do,” he said, “Don’t fight it. Give into me.”
“I… I… I was going on a date.”
The Master frowned not liking the idea of you seeing someone who wasn’t him.
“And?” he prompted
“I was meant to be going on a date,” your voice was soft a dreamy, “I got stood up. Shouldn’t be a surprise really. Who would want to date someone like me.”
“Enough,” the Master cut you off, “Enough. Now sleep, my human. Sleep and let your Master fix everything.”
Your eyes fluttered shut and you gave one last glare at the Master before you reluctantly succumbed to his hypnosis. Your head slumped against his chest and the Master smiled as he stroked your hair. He pressed a soft kiss as he pulled you into his arms and couldn’t help but think how well you fitted against him. He smiled as he thought about what he was going to do to your supposed date.
Whatever he was going to do it was going to be slow and painful and will only end with his shrunken body.
But that won’t happen for several hours.
He was sure that was going to make you smile again.
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reblog this to remind the person you reblogged it from that theyre loved
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UNIT Officer insulting Jo: Hello? You're a stupid scientist, and anything you come up with will be stupid.
Jo Grant: Oh!
The Master: Uh-uh. *holds Jo back*
UNIT Officer insulting Jo: You'll never be useful. Never
Jo grant: *glares at the master until he let's her go*
The Master: Okay.
Jo Grant: That's it! *walking towards the person ready to fight*
The Master: Smile. *takes pictures while Jo fights the person and wins*
*timeskip*
Alistair Gordon Lethbridge-Stewart: As you can see, there was a little disagreement, again.*looking at the photos the master took*
The Doctor: Ai-ya.
Jo Grant: Next time, flush the evidence.
The Master: Ka-shush.
#jo grant#bbc doctor who#the master doctor who#delgado!master#third doctor#lilo and stitch 2#disney#incorrect quotes#doctor who incorrect quotes#doctor who
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Do u ever read a friend’s fic and it’s like holy shit how do you consider me qualified to talk to you?
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