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Proving a point to my boyfriend.

PLEASE REBLOG if you (male or female) believe it is perfectly okay and natural for a guy of any age to cry

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I am not an it!

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Sharing a Bed with the Master headcanons

First lets start with some rankings if all the Masters were in the same general location:

Willingness to steal you from the bed you are sharing with another Master (most to least likely): 

Simm!Master: Willing to steal you from anyone just for the fun of it. He may not even cuddle with you after stealing you but he still wants to try and keep you to himself.

Missy: She finds it all too easy to steal you away from the others. Sometimes instead of bothering to steal you from the bed she will just join you in the bed you are already in and steal your cuddles away from the others.

Dhawan!Master: He is touch-starved and he knows it. He always is willing to cuddle and he always wants to cuddle. He doesn’t do a good job of sneaking you away (he coos over your sleeping self too much) but he is definitely willing to steal you away.

Ainley!Master: If the mood strikes he may nab you but it’s not too often in comparison to the others.

Delgado!Master: He tends to be satisfied with the time he gets to share the bed with you in the schedule they have made (he hides you away from the others so that they can’t find and steal you easily). So he doesn’t feel the need to steal you.

Fight off the others Master’s theft (most to least likely):

Dhawan!Master/Ainley!Master: Both are equally likely to fight the others off when they try to steal you. Meaning that they fight it every time, its their turn to have you. Ainley!Master just has to growl and then the others back off, he is a bit feral and the others don’t want to take the risk. This doesn’t mean that they succeed in keeping you, just that they fight to keep you.

Missy: She glares at them the moment they get within 5 feet of the two of you. No one ever manages to take you from her, ever.

Delgado!Master: Not really one to fight the others off but he does hide the two of you from the start to avoid you being taken. So a more defensive position.

Simm!Master: Honestly, he doesn’t fight for you to stay much. He prefers making the other’s mad by stealing you, and the sooner that you are stolen from him, the sooner he can go back to stealing you from others.

Cuddling positions:

Delgado!Master: He’s won’t admit it but he yearns for soft affection. He will claim that you are the one who needs the physical contact when in truth you both need the contact. He has researched what humans need and has discovered that they need physical affection, which gives him the prefect excuse to indulge when he feels the need for affection himself. Even so he does tend to hold himself at a slight distance, almost afraid to get too close.

His positions are- Shingles, Sweetheart’s Cradle, and Leg Hug

Ainley!Master: He’s kind of basic when it comes to cuddling. He likes contact and to hold on to you in a way that demonstrates that he is the one in control. One you are settled you are not allowed to move without his consent, you are trapped in the position you go to sleep in.

His positions are- The Spoon and Sweetheart’s Cradle

Simm!Master: Not the biggest fan of cuddling. Every once in a while he is interested in cuddling but it’s not something you should hold your breath waiting for. He wants to seem less needy for affection than he really is. If you insist enough he will “give in” to your needs.

His positions are- Loosely Tethered, The Cliff Hanger, and Zen Style

On the rare occasion he wants to cuddle- Honeymoon Hug

Missy: Missy is very fond of pulling you in for a cuddle. She especially likes to fluster you by “innocently” resting her hands in compromising places. She decides to finally indulge in her long term desire to be the one being held more often, resulting in a lot of you being commanded to hold her. She struggles to let go of control and so she will often instruct you on exactly how to hold her.

Her positions are- The Pursuit/The Spoon (Missy wants her turn to be the little spoon), Honeymoon Hug, and Sweetheart’s Cradle (specifically with your head using her breast as a pillow)

Dhawan!Master: He doesn’t even try to hide his desire to cuddle with you. He is constantly grabbing you and pulling you close to him. He will drape himself over you at the first opportunity. You cannot escape from cuddling with him, not that you would ever want to. Sweet, soft kisses are always a factor of your cuddles with this Master. You will be drowned in affection.

His positions are- The Spoon, Honeymoon Hug, Sweetheart’s Cradle and The Crab (When he is coming to bed late and tired, but he does manage to get close enough to hold onto your waist)

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Stay the night / Count Orlo x reader

Summary: It’s the evening before Catherine’s birthday, and knowing what her plans for the special day are, you have to decide whether if you warn Orlo or not.

Words: 2.2k

A/N: So remember over a month ago when I said I wanted to write Orlo fluff? Well, I wasn’t able to write it until recently. I didn’t edit this and I’m posting it at 2 am so forgive any typos that you may find. I’m just really impatient once I finish writing something and I really can’t wait to share it 😂 Also, thanks to the anon that sent this because it practically gave me the whole idea for this fic. Sorry for the delay 😅

Orlo’s mellow voice echoed through the empty room as he read aloud for the both of you. Written words came out of his tongue naturally, as if he was the one choosing what to say instead of just reading the thoughts of another person. He had that gift of making the most boring writings sound like poetry when he read them for you. You were sure that even the dullest treaties he had to redact for Peter would sound delightfully sweet, if he was the one reading them.

The loving tone he used when he knew you were listening, the dedication he put into every sentence, reciting every word with a passion you had rarely seen in any other man at court… As you leant your head on his shoulder, you wished you could enjoy the soothing sound of his voice just like you used to do every night. But, much to your disgrace, this wasn’t just any other night.

Maybe it was for Orlo. As far as you could tell, he was oblivious to all the chaos going through your mind. And you wished you could be as well as you tried to focus on the way he took and released the air around you as he spoke.

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Worshipped

Delgado!master x reader

Summary: You felt positively small. Between the grandiosity of Atlantis, the power of the old gods, and the beauty of their queen- you ask yourself how you could possibly compete. But the Master has a much different question on his mind: how do you show the goddess in denial just how much she should be worshipped?…

Warnings: lemon, EC for definite below the read more.

Notes: Ahhhh! here we go! i think its just a given at this point that this one is forever and always dedicated to the one and only queen @plethora-of-imagines​. Our watchalongs have been an absolute delight, and i utterly treasure you for introducing me to delgado (along all the other things i treasure you for!!!) i know reading this will be going down memory lane again for you, but i hope you enjoy it once again! 

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May your next period be light and end quickly

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Master reader, master walks in when the reader shaving and he says he doesn't mind hair and if you are shaving for your self then go ahead but not too do it for him x

Thank you so much for the request :D

Hope you like it!!!

Title: Shaving

Tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings,  @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms, @emilythezeldafan, @fabulous-jj-style, @theseeker945, @pleadingeyes, @kjaneway1, @truthbehindthemysteries

“Y/n,” you looked up when the bathroom door opened, “What are you doing in here?”

“Shaving,” you waved the razor, “I thought it was obvious.”

“Why?”

You frowned at the Master’s reaction as he leant against the doorframe. His eyes moved up your leg before making eye contact with you.

“Because I want to.”

“You don’t have to do that for me if that’s why you’re doing it.”

The Master looked away, clearly embarrassed but not wanting to admit it.

“I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want to,” he muttered, “If you think this’ll please me and is upsetting you then I’d rather you didn’t do it.”

You blinked before smiling and laughing. The Master quickly turned his head and glared at you.

“What?” he asked

“Do you really think I’m doing it for you?”

“I know how humans view body hair,” he said walking over to you, “Timelords don’t really care about it. You don’t have to remove it for my sake.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re not?”

“Nope,” you popped the p as you continued to shave your legs, “I’m doing this because I want to. I like the feeling of my legs freshly shaved. During winter I tend not to bother and I mainly wear jeans so I won’t be showing my legs. However, you said that we’ll be going somewhere hot so I don’t want to be stuck in jeans.”

“Where we’re-“

“I’m doing this for me and no one else,” you said sternly, “I love you darling but this is for me.”

“Right,” the Master relaxed and smiled at you, “For a moment I was worried that you were forcing yourself to do something you didn’t want.”

“No one can force me to do something.”

The Master walked further into the bathroom and sat down on the toilet seat while he watch you work.

“So,” you said eventually, “You said timelords didn’t care about body hair.”

“Yeah. We wore long robes so no one really saw our arms or legs.”

“And during sex.”

The Master spluttered at your bluntness and you couldn’t help but smile at his reaction.

“There are other things on people’s minds during… intercourse then whether or not someone had hair on their legs and under their arms.”

You snorted.

“You should have a word with some of the people I slept with in the past.”

“Humans really do care about the strangest of things.”

“Tell me about it.”

You finished your leg and raised it up.

“Perfect.”

“You were perfect before.”

You blushed and looked away.

“Sure. I’ve got to do the other leg. Want to keep me company.”

“I wasn’t planning on going anywhere any time soon.”

“And that’s why I love you.”

“Love you too pet.”

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Hi can I request a DH master fic where the reader has glasses and the master hasn't realised just how blind she is without them and he feels guilty for all the times he's taken her glasses of her X but the reader isn't mad X thank you in advance, if you can get the gist xx

Title: Glasses

Tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings,  @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms, @emilythezeldafan, @fabulous-jj-style, @theseeker945, @pleadingeyes, @kjaneway1, @truthbehindthemysteries

“Wake up little human. I have a lot of plans today and I need you to be up right now!”

You groaned and grabbed to covers and pulled them over your head. The Master wasn’t usually an early morning person so it frustrated you when he was. You heard him sighed and grabbed the duvet as he pulled it off. You groaned and looked up at his blurry face. Even though you couldn’t see him clearly you knew he was grinning manically at you.

“Get up,” he said prodding you, “Place to burn and people to kill.”

You glared at him and reached over for your glasses. The Master shook his head and quickly snatched them up.

“You can have these back when we’ve finish. Right now I need you to be a good human for me and do as I say.”

“Well I might be more willing to do what you want me to if I could actually see.”

The atmosphere in the room change immediately and you quickly regretted snapping. The Master tensed and his grip on your glasses loosened slightly.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s nothing,” you said quickly, “It doesn’t matter.”

“You’re lying,” the Master put you glasses back on the table and pined you down, “Tell me.”

“It’s just,” you sighed and looked away, “I do actually need my glasses to see.”

“Oh. Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because the times you took them we were in the TARDIS. I was safe and knew my way around.”

“All those times I took them from you,” he said quietly, resting his forehead against yours, “And you never said anything. I thought you just needed them for reading.”

You shook your head.

“I should’ve said something soon. I’m so-“

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” he growled, “This is my fault. All this time I was being selfish and thought I was being funny. Why didn’t you tell me love?”

“Because you were happy.”

“Excuse me?”

“You were so happy. I could tell you were smiling even though I could see it clearly and I love hearing you laugh. I haven’t seen you so happy in ages and I felt like you needed it.”

The Master was silent for a moment and then he said,

“I never would’ve acted that way if I knew I was hindering you seeing. I never meant to laugh at your pain.”

“I know.”

He pressed a soft kiss against your lips before grabbing your glasses and carefully putting them on your face. When his face became clear you smiled and cupped his cheek. He leant into your touch.

“I could only think of one downside when I couldn’t see.”

“Which is?”

“I couldn’t see your handsome face.”

The Master blushed and you laughed, quickly wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him down. The Master smiled against you and said,

“Why don’t we do what you want to do today?”

“Sounds perfect. Although what I have planned means we won’t be leaving this room any time soon.”

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hello! i somehow seem to have tricked a thousand of you all to follow my lil animal crossing blog?? thank you so much!! and to celebrate? i guess? here is a little giveaway! who doesn’t love a good giveaway?

there will be 3 total winners. EACH winner will get 1 million bells, 1 lily of the valley, 5 gold ores, the full gnome collection, a mum wand, and as much as i can help with your wishlist! if you win and don’t want one of the prizes, i’ll just give you some extra bells 💛

rules:

1 entry per blog. 1 reblog is 1 entry.

likes do NOT count as an entry.

i will ignore repeat reblogs.

you must have a nintendo online account so we can meet in the game and you can get your prizes.

you don’t have to be following me! i know a lot of animal crossing blogs are sideblogs (like me) and honestly, i’m too lazy to check lmao.

and that’s it! i will save all usernames who reblogged the post in a list, and use a random number generator to pick the 3 winners on friday 28th of august. winners will then have 1 week to respond when i contact them, or i will replace the winner, again using the random number generator.

thank you all so much for following, this really is the sweetest internet community i’ve ever been a part of 😢🌼🐌

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Thor (Movies) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Loki (Marvel)/Reader Characters: Reader, Loki (Marvel), Thor (Marvel), Original Characters, Frigga | Freyja (Marvel), Odin (Marvel) Additional Tags: Cinderella Elements, Fairy Tale Retellings, Fairy Tale Elements, How Do I Tag Summary:

This is basically a Cinderella themed story with Loki and Y/N. Not much more to it. Although I don't believe in love at first sight stories, so you know there isn't going to be any of that sorry.

Y/N grew up playing with royalty but when her mother dies, her father remarries and then he too dies, and she doesn't see the Princes for a long time, she thinks they have forgotten her. Her new stepmother is determined to make her life a misery. Maybe she hasn't been forgotten after all.

#not doctor who #loki fanfic #loki (marvel) #loki x y/n #reader insert #fanfic #fairy tale retelling #cinderella elements #am i doing this right?

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if you have ever suffered from…  

• depression 

• anxiety 

• eating disorder 

• self-harm

• ocd 

• bipolar 

• feelings of guilt and hopelessness 

• suicidal thoughts 

can you please reblog to show support for people who also suffer. you are not alone.

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dhawan!master wanting reader to slam him against the wall and kiss him roughly but he's a flustered mess and can't get the words out

Title: Invitation

Tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings,  @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms

The Master had never seen you looked as beautiful as you did this this moment. Your hair was rumpled and you were breathing heavily after just running back to the TARDIS. You had taken off your jacket and thrown it over the console. You wiped the sweat from your forehead and grinned at him.

“I tell you one thing,” you said, “Travelling with you has done wonders for my cardio.”

“Glad to help pet.”

You rolled your eyes at the nickname but didn’t say anything. You had learnt that there was no stopping the Master in relation to nicknames. Secretly though you loved the terms of endearment as they proved to you that he really did care about you.

“Well I need a shower,” you said, “I’m so fucking sweaty it’s unbelievable.”

“Alright,” he said, “I’ll plan our next course of action.”

“This time try not to land us in a place where we’ll get kill,” you called, “I fancy someplace where I can relax.”

“Whatever you want.”

When the Master was sure you had left he groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. Why was it so hard to show you just how much he cared? He thought that he was making it obvious via his use of pet names. His mind drifted to all the things he wanted to do to you and the things he wants you to do to him.

He thought about you coming back into the room and sauntering over to him. Thanking him for saving you and saying that you wanted to thank him properly. You’d wrap your arms around his neck and pull him into a kiss which he’d been aching for since he first saw you kill someone. And being the fool he his he’d melt into it, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you closer towards him.

But then you’d change. You’d push him back against the console, telling him that although this is his reward you were in charge. Initially the Master wasn’t sure he’d like the idea of giving control over to you but as he thought more and more about it the idea grew on him. He was so used to other people submitting to him (and he did still like the thought of you completely submitting to his every desire) that it would make to change. You’d bite his lip, not hard enough to draw blood, and say to him-

“Master.”

He jumped when he heard your voice. For a brief moment he’d wondered if he accidently sent you his thoughts telepathically but when he turned around he could see form your face that he hadn’t.

“Yes pet?”

“You know how I said I was going to take a shower?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I was thinking, the showers in the TARDIS are far too big for just one person. Feel free to keep my company.”

You winked as you disappeared from sight. It took the Master a moment to realise what you had said before he smirked and started to follow you. After all, who was he to refuse an invitation from his favourite pet?

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Masterlist 10/08/2020

Finally updated my masterlist! Everything new is underlined! 

Thank you everyone for your lovely support <3

Count Orlo x Reader

Booksmart (AO3) - Romance, Hurt/Comfort

Thief (AO3) - First Time-ish, Smut, Hurt/Comfort

Rather Fitting (AO3) - Seducing Orlo ft. Catherine and Marial

Locked-In (AO3) - It’s the locked-in -together trope. That’s the fic.

Sister, Dear (AO3) - Fluff, Standing Up For Orlo, Hidden Relationship

Nightmare - established relationship, comforting

Sore Hands - comfort, cuteness, fluff

Flinch - comfort and arguing, a Teachable Moment For Orlo

Breathless - Fluff, fainting, caring, general early-relationship-cuteness

Midnight Oil (short) - Orlo-overworking-himself fluff

Such Pretty Eyes (short) - uhhhh eyes attractive

Gossip - protective/stupid Orlo goodness

Old Flames - jealousy, troublemaking!Marial, all that good stuff

First Kiss - fluff, romance, comforting an especially insecure Orlo, yk the drill

Apology - reader makes peace with Orlo after being historically-mean to him

Another Kind of Torture - part 1 - part 2 - established relationship, angst, fluff

Can I Do Anything? - comfort, Orlo being concerned, fluff

Overworked - comfort, being concerned for Orlo, fluff

Warmed Up - Catherine likes meddling and Russia is real cold, lead-up to smut

Concealed Dagger - heartbreak, betrayal, Emperor’s Sister!Reader, all that jazz

Tree Root - injury, caring Orlo, 

Dead of Night - hurt and comfort and Orlo being an absolute hopeless romantic

Seduction - comfort, being orlo’s secret lover when Catherine seduces him

Absent - emotional hurt/comfort, everyone being upset

Gentle - first times, honest conversations about sexual histories (that’s my kink)

Morning Sickness - pregnancy, a brief shadow of plot, fluff

Dh!Master x Reader

I Can Feel You Breathe (AO3) - Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Smut, All of it.

Buzz (AO3) - Clingy!Master, Smut

Time Apart (AO3) - Phone sex, Smut

Call Me Koschei (AO3) - First time, Smut

Biological Imperative aka ‘Love Languages’ (AO3) - Unconventional Smut, Service Dom!Master

Yes, Mistress - Trying to dom O until The Master breaks character-bs

Hugger (AO3) - Fluff

I’m Not Mad - Fear / Comfort / Admitting Feelings

Protective - Comfort, Protective!Master

New Territory - First Time, Inexperienced!Reader

Family - Meeting the family shenanigans, Cheeky!Master

Daughter (short) - the-master-reacting-to-having-a-daughter and all that good stuff

Good Girl - smut, the best thing ive written for Dh!Master, hypnosis. 

Rules - heaaavy smut, orgasm denial, cheeky!master

Nesting - Cheetah Virus smut, with a great part 2 here!

Co-ordinates - rescuing an injured Master

Anything You Want - The Master comforts an insecure MC

Reciprocal Pleasure - Disappointing Smut, Comfort, all that 

Interrogated - smut, its just good SMUT, slight dubcon so beware of that!

Expiration Date - comfort, married arguing, fluff, half-hearted smut

Mirror - telling The Master he’s pretty, fluff

Calling For A Doctor - smut, the master winding up the doctor, sex toys

Cuddling (short) - fluff, talking-in-bed

13 x Dh!Master

Gods Higher Than Us - 30k

Post-Timeless Child, featuring the whole fam and a great night at an intergalactic club. If you read anything on this list, make it this!

Other:

Somatosensation - Smut (13xYaz)

Knowledge is Power (3 parts) (AO3) - Whittaker!Master, Angst and Hurt / Comfort (Dh!Doctor x Reader)

Comfort - set after ep. 10 (Orlo, Catherine)

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oooh i love the master tucking in the reader, could you do one where the r tucks in the d!Master? he needs a good nights sleep 👉🏻👈🏻

Title: Get Some Sleep

Tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings,  @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms

“When was the last time you slept?”

The Master looked up briefly when you entered his room before looking back down at his papers.

“I had a nap earlier.”

“Naps don’t count,” you said walking over to him, “You need a proper sleep.”

“Timelords need less sleep than humans.”

“I’m sure even the might timelords need sleep after being awake from five days straight.”

The Master winced.

“Has it really been that long?”

“Your obsession with the Doctor is getting unhealthy,” you said putting a hand on his shoulder, “Leave her.”

“But she’s the only person I have.”

“You have me.”

“You’re not a timelord.”

“Maybe that’s a good thing.”

“In what way?”

“I can look at things from a human perspective,” you explained resting your head on his shoulder, “Give you a different insight into her behaviours. The Doctor knows how a timelord will react but not necessarily how a human will react.”

“Good point.”

“Now will you please get some sleep?”

“Only for you.”

You smiled at him and laced your fingers with the Master’s as you led him towards the bed. You gently pushed him down. Your hands rested on the lapels of his jacket as you carefully took it off. The Master didn’t break eye contact with you while you were doing this. You threw the jacket on the floor and the master took off his waistcoat. Your hands returned to the buttons on his shirt and you looked up for confirmation. When the Master nodded you started undoing his shirt.

You weren’t looking at the Master’s face but you could feel his searing stare on you. With each button you undid you could feel his breathing get heavier and him getting hotter. When you had completely unbuttoned his shirt you pulled him to his feet and pushed it off his shoulders. You then turned your attention to his bed and pulled back the sheets.

“Love.”

“Yes?”

“I think you’re forgetting something.”

“Hmm?”

You turned back towards the Master who was smirking. He pointed at his trousers and you turned bright red.

“I think you can take those off yourself.”

“But it’ll be more enjoyable if you do it.”

You raised an eyebrow and the Master laughed at your reaction.

“Maybe another time.”

“In the far distant future.”

“Which I can get to in my time machine.”

You looked away when the Master started to finish undressing. He settled into bed and you were about to leave when the Master grabbed your wrist and pulled you next to him.

“What?”

“Stay.”

“Why?”

“Because I need you with me.”

“Alright. Who am I to refuse a request from my Master?”

The Master growled and slide his hands under your top. In one swift movement he pulled it over your head and flung it to the floor. His hands moved painfully slowly to the waistband on your jeans and hooked of them teasingly. You turned your head to look at him, your nose bumping again his.

“My original plan was for you to get some sleep. Somehow I have a feeling that isn’t going to happen.”

“We can sleep later,” he said, “Right now all I want to do is show a bit of appreciation for my good little human.”

“Anything you want, Master.”

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Hey can I request a dh master fic where the reader is like super clingy and one day someone says something and she starts thinking the master doesnt like it when she is clingy so she stops sitting on his lap and stuff like that before a proper heart to heart and they both realise they thrive off each others touch, thanks in advance I love your work x

Thank you! I’m glad you like my stuff :D

Title: Contact

Tag list: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings,  @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms

One of the Master’s favourite things about you was the fact that you loved physical affection. Whether it was holding his hand or insisting that you fell asleep in his arms. It made his feel loved and wanted for the first time in centuries.

Then one day you pulled away. There was less hand holding, less contact when you forced him to watch TV with you. However the thing that cut the most was when you fell asleep. Whenever he tried to wrap his arm around you, you would always shrug out of his embrace. For the past couple of days he was trying to think about what he did wrong in order to upset you so much.

“Love?” he said one day while both of you were in bed. You had once again pulled away and he was finding it harder and harder to sleep without you in his arms.

“Yes?”

“What did I do wrong?”

You were silent for a moment.

“Nothing.”

“You’re lying.”

“I’m not.”

“Just tell me the truth.”

You sighed and turned the bedside light on. Light flooded the room and you turned around to face him.

“You didn’t do anything,” you said, “It was something I did.”

“What do you mean?”

“Do you remember a couple of weeks ago when we met up with some of my friends?”

The Master grimaced. He could tell that your friends didn’t really like him and the feeling was mutual. However he did try to be polite for your sake.

“Yeah, what about it?”

“Do you remember how I was a bit late back to the TARDIS?”

“Hmm.”

“Well do you want to know what they said to me?”

The Master could feel the rage building inside of him but he took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

“Of course.”

“They were saying our contact was cringey.”

“Contact?”

“When we were holding hands or when I rested my head against your shoulder,” you sighed and looked away, “They said it was childish and that it clearly made you uncomfortable. Since then I’ve been doubting myself which is why-“

“Which is why you haven’t been as close to me as you previously have been.”

“Yeah. Do you… do you like me being close to you?”

“What about you? Do you like being close to someone like me?”

“Of course,” you said quickly, “I want you to know how much I love you. This is the way I show affection.”

The Master let out a sigh of relief.

“You still haven’t answered my question.” You said with a small smile

“Darling,” he said resting his forehead against yours, “I love it. I didn’t know how much I miss you being near me until you stopped doing it.”

He could see you relax and smiled.

“Good,” you moved closer and rested your head against his chest, “You have no idea how much I missed this.”

“I think I do.”

The Master wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer. With you back in his arms everything was right again. And if those friends of yours tried to make any more comments the he’d just have to deal with them himself.

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Morning Sickness [Count Orlo x Reader]

cw: pregnancy

You groaned as, once again, you awoke sick.

It had been impossible to keep your breakfast down of late, and more often than not you spent most of the morning with your head in a bucket. The meaning of your sickness was compounded by the other symptoms you had been experiencing, the lack of monthly blood, the headaches, the tenderness of your bosom.

You had known it to happen to your friends, knew the meaning of your body’s betrayal. You knew how your maids whispered, how they tried to subtly hint to you, kept alcohol out of your reach. Deep down, you had already accepted the truth. But it would disrupt things, unsettle your burgeoning relationship with the kindest man you had ever met, make you an outcast at the castle should this child not have a father.

Oh god, you were going to throw up again.

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I have a condition where I dont feel cold, like my skin will be going blue and i still wont have noticed or i will take a tray out of the oven using my bare hand and not notice ive burnt myself until someone points it out. so can i request dh master where she's got this issue and the master has to try and keep her warm or cause she doesnt know when shes hurt herself the master has to look after her x thanks in advance I really love your work and it brightens my day x

Aww, thank you anon! Writing has really helped keep me sane so please keep sending in prompts!

Title: Hot and Cold

Taglist: @v4n1r, @queerconfusionthings, @yourneighbourhoodclown, @love-of-fandoms

When the Master first saw you pick up a red hot tray with your bare hand he believed that you weren’t completely human and must have some sort of healing power. However, when your hand started to blister then the Master started to panic.

“Give me your hand.” He demanded

“Huh? Why?”

“Look at it! You’ve burned it.”

“Have I?” you glanced down at it, “Shit. I hadn’t realised.”

“That’s obvious.”

The Master gently held it and started applying some ointment to your burn. One thing he was always grateful for was the amount of medical equipment his TARDIS had. There seemed to be something for every type of illness or injury. He smiled when he noticed the redness going away.

“See,” he said, “Isn’t that better?”

“Yeah,” you said looking at your hand in awe, “Loads. How did you do that?”

“Magic.”

“I thought you didn’t believe in magic.”

“Alright fine, it’s science.”

“From the future?”

“No from thirteenth century earth. What do you think?”

“That’s amazing. Can I keep it?”

“No you cannot!”

 *

 It turns out that heat wasn’t the only thing you couldn’t feel. The Master prided himself on being a very good cook. Being stuck on earth for over seventy years kind of forced him to learn. As such his TARDIS had a very impressive walk in freezer. Normally that wouldn’t have been an issue, however today you were wearing shorts and a t-shirt.

“What are you doing in here?” snapped the Master, “You’re going to freeze to death!”

“No I won’t,” you replied, “It isn’t that cold.”

“It’s a freezer,” said the Master as he pulled you out, “It’s meant to be cold. You’re freezing. Right,” he made you sit down, “Stay here. Do not go back into that freezer.”

You rolled your eyes but did as he told you. When the Master was like this (worried but refusing to admit it) it was best to just do as he wanted. He returned shortly with a thick blanket with he carefully draped over your shoulders. He then went to the kettle and started making you a cup of tea.

“Why do you keep doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“Going into cold places with hardly any clothes on or burning yourself.”

“It isn’t deliberate,” you said quickly, “I just… don’t notice it. Why?”

The water boiled and the Master poured it into the cup. He was silent for a while until he handed you the hot drink.

“I know,” he said at last, “But it worries me. What if you do something serious and you don’t come back. I don’t want to lose you y/n. You’re the only person who has stayed by my side, who hasn’t abandoned me. I can’t stand the thought of you not being by my side.”

You reached over and grabbed the Master’s hand. The tea was quickly warming you up but your hands were still cold and the Master winced when he felt them.

“I’m sorry,” you said, “I didn’t know you felt this way. However,” you smiled, “Maybe I like you looking after me.”

“Really?” the Master raised an eyebrow

“Really.”

“Well then,” he leant closer, “I don’t mind taking care of my little human. But in future try not to hurt yourself so much. Doing so will result in you being punished and I don’t think you’ll want that.”

“Depends what the punishment is.”

The Master got that glint in his eye which told you that if you continued the way you were going you might find out sooner than expected. You took a sip of your tea smirking and thinking about how your evening was going to end. However it did it was definitely going to be interesting.