You Are More Than Your Failings

You made me cry for a monster made of snot, and I will never forgive you.

My requests are officially closed. 

Thank you to everyone who requested fics from me! I really appreciate it.

I’m going to go a bit out of order when it comes to finishing them, but only for the Valentine’s Day fics. Which I will work to finish in time for the holiday. Then I will get back to finishing everything else in order. 

I still have some stuff going on in my personal life and also school. So, I will try to get everything out in a professional amount of time, but some grace would be nice.

Thank you, again! 

-Ghost

I’m in the middle of writing a Dhawan!Master x Reader fic and it is already around 4,500 words long! I’m done with it yet, and wow! That’s more words than I expected!!! 

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.

Hiii, I hope you’re having a good day! I was wondering if I could request a sequel to your Dh!Master fic ‘sneaking around’ where the rest of the fam find out about the Master and the reader being together? Maybe they’re all put on an adventure and the reader gets hurt, which causes the Master to be really worried? Feel free to do what you like tho :D

Hello! I am doing pretty well. And I hope that you are having a great day, anon!

Thank you so much for the request! I am really happy that you enjoyed Sneaking Around Part 1, and I hope that you enjoy the second part.

I will be posting Part 2 of Sneaking Around on the 6th of September.

I'll link Part 1 below and will link Part 2 once I post it.

Sneaking Around Part 1

Sneaking Around Part 2 - 6 September 2022

Again, I hope that you enjoy!

Back Against The Wall

Whittaker!Master x Reader

Summary - The Master grows tired of having to hide your relationship from The Doctor. Maybe, with some convincing, she can wait a little longer.

Prompt Used - #50. A kiss, followed by more that trail down the jaw and neck.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - mentions of canon typical violence, The Master wielding a dagger and threatening the Reader with it, no one is actually hurt/wounded though, references to sexual stuff, so minors DNI, please!

Word Count - 1532

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested on my old Tumblr account by a lovely anon! I hope that you enjoy it.

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You made a big mistake. A huge, massive, devastating mistake with unknowable consequences. But now you would have to deal with whatever the Universe, and The Master, had to offer you. 

You and The Doctor had been out on a pleasant trip to a mysterious abandoned castle on a planet a couple of galaxies left of The Milky Way. Apparently, the castle had a renowned and substantial historical significance on the planet and The Doctor wanted to see it in order to check it off his bucket list. Both of you were having a fun time, but then The Master showed up.

In previous circumstances, you would have been overjoyed to have seen The Master. You had been harbouring a massive crush on The Time Lady for a while before the two of you eventually got together. You and The Master had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, and usually, she would avoid The Doctor to placate your fears of your relationship being exposed. But there were always the days, like today apparently, where The Master would become horribly upset by the fact that you and she couldn’t be as public as she wished and attack The Doctor. You always played the oblivious part, but her flirty and suggestive comments always made it difficult for you to hide your feelings and your relationship. The Master, though, always adored how flustered you would become. She also loved seeing the cogs and gears of The Doctor’s tiny mind turn. She wanted him to know so she could gloat, but he was too stupid to actually figure out the obvious evidence right under his nose.

In the past, you would be able to play the mediator and defuse that situation, causing The Master to leave without destroying anything, surprisingly. Or The Master would separate you from The Doctor and you could placate her feelings until she was calmer. Usually, she would just end up kidnapping, so she wouldn’t have to wait any longer to see you. This was always fun. You loved knowing that The Master needed you as badly as you needed her.

Today, though, you messed up. The Master taunted The Doctor, as usual, but then she brought you into it. The Master “joked” and suggested that you and she had a connection. The Doctor denied this, as was routine. The Master cut off her old friend’s rambling and asked you what you thought of the situation. 

You and The Master had a deal. You would travel with The Master behind The Doctor’s back, along with dating her. And she would try her hardest to not kill The Doctor along with keeping your relationship a secret. You didn’t know that The Master wanted to change your deal, so you kept up with your previous agreement. You stated that you had nothing to do with The Master and that there was no connection between the two of you.

And that’s how you ended up in a separate part of the castle, alone and vulnerable with an angry Master. She had set up traps throughout the castle, and depending on your answer, The Master would either capture The Doctor and gloat about your relationship or would separate the two of you and interrogate you.

You stumbled back, almost tripping over an unevenly laid brick. The Master stalked toward you and unsheathed a decorative knife from a pocket somewhere in her coat. The Master shoved you up against the wall of the room. You expected her to attack you with her dagger in some way, but all she did was graze the width of the blade down your cheek, all the while looming closer to your face. Her eyes darted between your fear-ridden eyes, the blade on your cheek, and your lips. You tried to move away from the blade, causing The Master to tut in your face and smirk at your adorably vulnerable actions.

She used her leather gloved hand to recenter your face. She stepped closer to you and aligned your feet to where the toes of your shoes touched. You looked down to where you were connected; it was a surprisingly intimate moment considering everything else going on right now. The Master seamlessly hooked the dagger under your jaw, using it to force you to look her in the eye. You still tried to struggle away from her again, so she gripped your jaw with her hand and stroked her dagger softly up and down your neck. The Master stared into your eyes, a snarl forming on her face. Now you were starting to doubt that this was just foreplay. Was she actually going to hurt you?

“Let me go.” 

“And why should I do that, darling.” The Master cocked her head to the side and smirked, but you knew her long enough to know that she was seething under her beautiful nonchalant facade.

“You said that you loved me. Why would you want to hurt me?”

“I do, but then you had to go and tell The Doctor that we were nothing.” The Master bumped her nose against yours. She tried to be intimating and get in your face in order to rile you up, but really, she just needed some skin-to-skin contact from you.

“I thought we had a deal.”

“I’m tired of that, now, Y/n. I want everyone to know that you are mine, especially him.” You were going to respond, but The Master dropped her dagger and smashed her lips into yours. You wanted to push her off of you to try and resolve the issue between the two of you verbally, but you couldn’t help but relish in the softness of her lips and the distant taste of expensive alien whiskey on her tongue. 

The Master adjusted the two of you, her leg jutting between yours and putting just the right amount of pressure on your crouch. You moaned into her mouth and felt her smile before pulling away to look at your face. 

“You look so beautiful covered in my lipstick.” Your eyes widened at this realisation. You were hoping to get out of this situation without The Doctor discovering your secret, either from The Master changing her mind naturally or by you convincing her. But there was no way you could get The Master’s blood red lipstick stains off of you. 

The Master smirked when she saw understanding reach your eyes. You knew her plan and there was no way to stop it. You tried to escape The Master’s grasp, but she threw you against the wall again and trapped you in another bruising kiss. She broke away to peck your lips a couple of times. She kissed the side of your mouth. Then your cheek. She then created a path from your jaw to your ear before biting your earlobe and then travelling down to your neck. There she gave you a mix of wet, open-mouthed kisses, hard bites, and pressured pecks, all to mark up your neck with either lipstick or aggravated marks. You were weak in her arms, trapped comfortably beneath her lips.

“What do you think he will think when he sees you like this? Do you think that he will feel betrayed, jealous, or turned on?” You rolled your eyes at The Master’s comment. You gained some clarity back in your mind.

“Please, just kidnap me, Master. We can tell The Doctor later, in a more reasonable way. Please, for me.”

“You are no fun, Y/n. Why can’t we just break his hearts in two?!”

“First of all, I am fun. You’ve said that many times in many situations, most of them in the bedroom. Secondly, he’s my friend and he was yours. I don’t want to hurt him and sometimes I don’t think you want to hurt him, either. And thinking rationally, we would most likely be able to stay together longer if we go about this situation tactfully. If we are rash about this, The Doctor will probably think that you hypnotised me and will do anything to get me back.”

“Ugh, fine. I guess you are right. But can I make your kidnapping a whole big extravagant affair?”

“Of course, you can, Master.”

The Master smirked, excited about the plan forming in her brain. She pulled you into one last brutal kiss before retrieving her dagger and dragging you to her TARDIS. Sometimes she just acted like a big kid who just found the hidden stash of candy; you loved seeing her this ecstatic! The Master piloted her ship to a wasteland junkyard in space, someplace The Doctor would never think to look, before rushing back over to you. 

The two of you didn’t even make it to the bedroom after landing, resulting in the two of you making do on a nearby sofa. After the two of you were thoroughly spent, You and The Master took a long relaxing bath, where The Master spent much of the time helping you remove the lipstick stains she placed on your body. Then the kidnapping coverup could commence. Maybe even a plan to reveal your relationship to The Doctor would unravel itself, as well.

Breakfast Not In Bed

Eddie Munson x Reader

Summary - Just waking up in your new apartment with Eddie.

Warnings - allusions to sex(minors please do not interact)

Word Count - 374

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Not Requested. I hope that you enjoy!

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The bed was cold when you woke up, except for the section of the mattress being warmed by the sun. You rubbed the sleep out of your eyes and sat up on your elbow. Eddie was nowhere to be seen. You expected him to be sleeping soundly beside you, both because of the “adventurous” night the two of you had last night and because it was your first morning in your new apartment together. 

Getting bored with being alone, you slowly sat up fully and stretched all of the kinks out of your body before exiting the bed. Your feet immediately froze upon hitting the floor of your bedroom. You then stretched one last time before walking out to find where Eddie could have gone. 

To your surprise, you found Eddie standing shirtless in his boxers by the stove in the kitchen.

“No! I was going to serve you breakfast in bed.” Eddie whined as he stirred something in a big bowl.

“Well, now I can help you. Or, at the very least, hug you while you cook.” You skipped over to him and then buried your head into Eddie’s shoulder.

“Are you making waffles?” You asked after a few minutes of hugging Eddie. You were still incredibly tired, so instead of removing your head from Eddie’s shoulder to watch him cook, you just resolved to ask him what he was doing.

“With all the fixin’s!” Eddie shouted in response.

“Not very healthy…”

“It’s our first morning here, can’t we celebrate?” You hummed in thought. It would be lovely to spend a cute morning with Eddie, but the memories from last night kept invading your mind.

“Just like we celebrated last night?” You teased.

“Well, yes. We haven’t had sex on the kitchen table yet, or the counter. And I always wanted to lick whipped cream off your body.” You playfully hit Eddie’s stomach while giggling at his comment.

“We should eat first, before we do any of that, Rockstar.”

“Yes. My precious must have a full stomach before we go for another round.” With that, Eddie turned around in your arms and stuffed a freshly prepared waffle into your mouth and kissed your face all over before returning to make your love-filled breakfast.

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.

I literally need to start writing for Ghost!

I’ve been a fan of them for over a year and I literally have to listen to them every day other wise the day doesn’t feel right.

I guess that the concert was the deciding factor.

But I also just need to revise my character list for requests, in general.

Secret Lover

Whittaker!Master x Reader

Summary - The Doctor discovers The Master’s secret partner.

Based On This Request -

Warnings - The Doctor not trusting/believing The Master, The Doctor stalking The Master and alludes to stalking the reader

Word Count - 1444

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested on my old Tumblr by a lovely anon! I hope that you enjoy it!

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The Doctor tracked The Master down to a small cottage in middle England and he could not believe what he had discovered. He really could not believe his eyes. Out of everything they had experienced together for thousands of years, this was the most shocking thing The Master had ever accomplished. How did The Master end up with you and he didn’t? 

Of course, The Doctor had no idea who you were, but according to the scans he performed, they proved that you were Human. The Master hated Humans, The Doctor loved them more than his own species! He should be with you, not her! The Doctor had to see what his Best Enemy was planning and save you from her.

The Doctor landed his TARDIS outside of the protective field he detected and began to creep toward the cottage. Along the way, he was investigating his surroundings, searching for anything suspicious or deadly. To his surprise, he didn’t really find anything that would alarm him. 

The Doctor observed neatly planted trees, shrubs, and flowers decorating the cobblestone pathway leading up to the cottage. He noticed that whoever had designed the layout of the area had a fondness for weeping willow trees. There were probably about thirty weeping willows planted throughout the large garden surrounding the cottage. 

The Doctor stopped beside one of those trees and inspected the flowers blooming on the branches. He suspected that these trees were not from Earth and were actually from the planet Lypitta. Meaning that The Master was planning to poison all of Earth’s leaders with a handmade blend of itiia poul klailei leaf tea and take over the Earth once said leaders were dead and out of her way. However, upon further investigating the tree with his sonic, The Doctor discovered that it was just a normal Earthly weeping willow tree. Why would The Master plant regular Human trees instead of something that could wield destruction in her villainous hands?

“Who the hell are you?!” You screamed as you brandished a bat protectively while running out of your home toward the stranger in your yard.

“I’m The Doctor. I’m here to help.”

“By snooping around my garden?” You held the bat higher, ready to attack this stranger.

“Darling? What are you - Oh. It’s you.” The Master strode out of the front door of the cottage but immediately stopped in annoyance when she caught a glimpse of The Doctor.

“You know this person?”

“Yes, He’s uh … an old friend. Why don’t both of you come inside so we can talk?” You took one last look at The Doctor before rushing up to The Master. You were now calmer but still curious, especially about who this stranger was to your partner. The Master gladly wrapped an arm securely around your middle and looked over her shoulder to make sure her old friend was following.

The Doctor entered the cottage slowly, not really knowing what to expect. He stood in the doorway watching you and The Master moving an extra seat around a small table and cleaning up some random objects and clothes strewn around the visible parts of the house. The Master gestured to one of the seats, implying for The Doctor to sit there. The Doctor did just that while you and The Master organised a few more things before joining him. 

The three of you were incredibly silent, looking around almost everywhere except each other. You were growing anxious, so you reached out to The Master for comfort. She gladly took your hand and squeezed it reassuringly, it felt as if she needed you, too. The Doctor couldn’t stop staring at the place where the two of you were now interlocked. That should have been him holding your hand a reassuring you, not The Master.

“How long have you been on Earth?” Finally, The Doctor spoke, interrupting the embarrassing silence and drawing his hurt eyes away from where you were holding the Master’s hand.

“Probably about fifteen years. I had a brilliant plan to destroy you and your beloved planet, and I was just about to execute it, but then I met Y/n. I abandoned my plan and destroyed everything relating to it, then I reached out to Y/n. We have been in a happy relationship ever since.” The Master looked at you lovingly while briefly recounting your past. The Doctor didn’t believe her for a moment.

“She never hid her past from me. She was transparent with me from the very beginning.” You added. The Master had once mentioned in passing that The Doctor only saw her as a manipulative liar. You felt the deep need to stand up for your partner’s character.

“That doesn’t sound like her.”

“Listen, Doctor, I don’t understand what your problem is, but it sounds like you don’t really know what Koschei is like.” You retorted.

“Darling, can you please make us some tea?” The Master nicely asked you in order to avoid an argument to erupt in your living room. You regretfully nodded, you wanted to get to know your partner’s old friend, but you walked into the kitchen anyway to prepare some tea for the three of you. The Doctor waited for you to be securely in the kitchen before he dramatically leaned forward and spoke to The Master in a hushed, yet aggravated tone.

“You’ve hypnotised them. You must have.”

“Why can’t you just be happy for me for once?”

“I will never be happy about the idea of you hypnotising innocent people.”

“I have never hypnotised Y/n and I never would. How dare you accuse me of doing such a thing!”

“I’ll stop whatever plan you are devising, and I will save Y/n from you!”

“In the many centuries I have known you, Doctor, I have never known you to be this delusional. It’s truly astounding! You must get your head checked! And on a more serious note, stay away from Y/n. You are clearly delusional, but if you hurt Y/n or kidnap them away from me or away from our home, I will not hesitate to destroy you.” The Master threatened.

“See! I knew you were still evil!”

“I just want to see Y/n safe. You are the one threatening that. I am in no way planning on returning to my life before Y/n, unless you take them away from me, Doctor.”

“I don’t believe you.” The Master huffed. She slouched back into her chair and pinched the bridge of her nose before speaking again.

“I pity you, Doctor, and I wish that you would have reacted more rationally. We used to be friends. I haven’t forgotten that, but clearly, you have.”

“Master -”

“I was afraid that this is how you would react. That’s why I didn’t tell you of Y/n when we first began dating or on our first anniversary or even when moved in together. I know that you no longer care about our history before I made my mistakes. I think you should leave before we continue this in front of Y/n and you upset them.” The Master looked The Doctor in the eye with sincerity. The Doctor didn’t know what to believe anymore.

“The tea’s ready! I made Prince of Wales. I also got us some biscuits and cookies. The Master once mentioned that you had a sweet tooth, Doctor.” You said cheerfully while walking back into the room where the two Gallifreyians were sitting.

“Something came up in The Doctor’s schedule, I’m afraid, and he won’t be able to stay for tea.” The Master sent a glare to The Doctor, hoping that he really would spare you from overhearing over a thousand years' worth of hatred for each other being spewed out venomously.

“Yes, I am terribly sorry to have troubled you, but I must be leaving.”

“Well, at least take some cookies. They’re homemade!” The Doctor bittersweetly piled some cookies onto a napkin and gave you a tight-lipped smile. 

Once outside, The Doctor took one last look at you through the little cottage window. He wondered if you were truly happy. You did look happy. The Master also looked happier than The Doctor had ever seen her throughout all of her regenerations, and that’s what scared him. The Doctor would definitely be keeping a close eye on the two of you. Possibly he could reach out to you when you were alone. Maybe he could even help you see the truth in The Master’s character. And maybe you would even see how much better for you The Doctor would be. The Doctor had to help you see the truth.