Tag: simm!master

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

The doctor took his hand in his. “C’mon. Need me to carry you?”

Koschei looked away with a blush.
He mentally said yes, it would be nice,
while out loud he just said “No thanks, im good.”

The doctor snorted. “Kosch….cmere.” He pulled the Master’s arm around his shoulders.

The Master lent against him, not saying anything.
He really should have just said yes to him.
And with the drums gone, he realised just how badly he missed his theta.

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

The doctor took his hand in his. “C’mon. Need me to carry you?”

Koschei looked away with a blush.
He mentally said yes, it would be nice,
while out loud he just said “No thanks, im good.”

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

fortunatelykoschei:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined:

@yourbestfriendkoschei here is a random thing

He could not believe his eyes. Or his nose rather. It was more his nose. Because…he knew that smell. He knew that bloody smell that tingled his nostrils like fresh fallen rain on the red grass back home…it was familiar as his own heartbeats. As his own breathing. It meant…he wasn’t alone…

“How did y’ survive? Y’….th’ all…they’re… all gone…Gallifrey….all ‘f it.” and it was his fault. His own worst egregious fault. Unforgivable. Unholy. Inhuman. Monster. Monster. Murderer. Genocidal killer. Evil evil thing.

“How did y’ make it out?” How did he for that matter?

Because you’re a fighter, Doctor. Because you’re a fighter and a coward and a solider. Because it had to be done. Shut up shut up shut up!

He watched him as he hid the pain that he felt from the wound in his back.
He could feel the blood seeping into his clothes and making it stick to his skin.

“I know. Im not the first version you meet after the war… you… you were not supposed to meet me now…” his eyes are sad at this knowledge, as if he wished that haw they do meet never happened.

“And i ran… i ran away, i became scared and turned human, of all things, that itself should show how bad it was….”

He dosen’t try to walk over, every step is agony, and he is putting in so much effort to not show it.

Bullshit.

“You’d never run!” He growled. “You’d never run and you’d never turn human….you’d never…they’re apes you said they’re….” he shakes his head, green eyes closing for just a second as screams fill his ears. One quick shake and their banished. One. Just one.

One sharp shake and one inhale through his nose…and….there’s something there. Under the smell of cars and metal and a wet road.

Blood.

“You’re bleedin’”

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

warruined:

@yourbestfriendkoschei here is a random thing

He could not believe his eyes. Or his nose rather. It was more his nose. Because…he knew that smell. He knew that bloody smell that tingled his nostrils like fresh fallen rain on the red grass back home…it was familiar as his own heartbeats. As his own breathing. It meant…he wasn’t alone…

“How did y’ survive? Y’….th’ all…they’re… all gone…Gallifrey….all ‘f it.” and it was his fault. His own worst egregious fault. Unforgivable. Unholy. Inhuman. Monster. Monster. Murderer. Genocidal killer. Evil evil thing.

“How did y’ make it out?” How did he for that matter?

Because you’re a fighter, Doctor. Because you’re a fighter and a coward and a solider. Because it had to be done. Shut up shut up shut up!

He watched him as he hid the pain that he felt from the wound in his back.
He could feel the blood seeping into his clothes and making it stick to his skin.

“I know. Im not the first version you meet after the war… you… you were not supposed to meet me now…” his eyes are sad at this knowledge, as if he wished that haw they do meet never happened.

“And i ran… i ran away, i became scared and turned human, of all things, that itself should show how bad it was….”

He dosen’t try to walk over, every step is agony, and he is putting in so much effort to not show it.

ohbrillixnt:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He hugged her back, his arms wrapping around her, gripping at her back.
“So have i… Let us aim to not fight any more… Im tired of fighting, Theta.”

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She moved her head back slightly so that her eyes met his, but not releasing her own tight grip.

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“I promise we won’t ever have to fight anymore, Koschei, not if I have anything to say about it. Let’s not let anyone change that…”

“Good… im glad… tho, you might have to be a little patient with me…
Its not like im going to suddenly become ‘good’ over night… tho you can rest assure that i wont kill anyone.” He said as he pulled back from the hug.

ohbrillixnt:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He laughs at that and grins.
“Just working together? Or actually traveling together?”
He asked stepping closer to her.

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“Oh and i still consider you as my friend as well Theta, My Best.”

“Maybe a bit of both, but definitely the traveling part!”
She smiled at the other Time Lord, clapping her hands together.

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The Doctor suddenly pulled him into a hug, a tight one.
“I know we’ve been through a lot, but we’ve got each other.
And I have always cared for you, Koschei.”

He hugged her back, his arms wrapping around her, gripping at her back.
“So have i… Let us aim to not fight any more… Im tired of fighting, Theta.”

ohbrillixnt:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

“Well, Gee, I. Don’t. Know… Gosh, perhaps its because when we actually work together we are an unstoppable force? I mean he did choose ME to stick the DRUMS in my mind, that stupid signal that drove me insane every waking moment.” He practically deadpanned.

“That’s true, but we’ve always somehow found each other on opposite sides of the same coin, such a shame really. But if it really was all Rassilon, then I am willing to give ya a chance. I still consider ya my friend, after all.” And maybe at one time, more then that. She sighed, suddenly smiling at her old friend. “Alright, lets work together, should be fun!”

He laughs at that and grins.
“Just working together? Or actually traveling together?”
He asked stepping closer to her.

“Oh and i still consider you as my friend as well Theta, My Best.”

11thsshadow:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

“Firstly, Ive always know you, ever since the academy, secondly, You didn’t react how he would have, back when you first saw me and thirdly, well, its in your eyes…” he hummed and then tweaked his bowtie.

“Ah well, I’ve always been terrible at acting. Then again, getting things past you is impossible, isn’t it? I really am a much different version. You could even argue the better version.” He chuckled darkly before raising an eyebrow.

“So the question is, what do we do now, hm?”

The Master grinned before shrugging.
“I mean, we could go watch history… or, we can be the one who cause it. For example, kickstart a war, spread some rumor, tell the french that the english think their bread sticks are too dry… get the sontarants to go on another 50 year war with the Rutons 2 years after they make peace… take over a kingdom… make a primitive species think we are gods…”

“Take your pick, cause we could just sit and have tea in the tardis gardens, im not that picky.”