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Friendly reminder that this is show week for the musical I’m in so threads will be probably nonexistent until Monday. Might get a few in, though, in between.

Tags:  # ooc

Doctor who meme ¦ five otps [5/5]
  ↪  Doctor/Master 

You could be so wonderful.

Tags:  # *ugly sobbing*,   # Can you hear it? The Neverending Queue?
avillains-fairytale: Jim watched the Master carefully. The amount of things he'd had to admit to the Master before when coming out of a nightmare, or being lost in his thoughts for too long, or even just out of the blue, and now the Timelord himself would cut off with no explanation? "Hypocrite." He breathed to himself before quickly carrying on. "Well, I thought- you know what? Fine." He threw his hands up, taking a step back. 

The Master’s eyes fell closed and he hung his head. A long sigh fell from his lips. He muttered something under his breath, then cleared his throat and repeated himself a little louder.

"I loved him."

avillains-fairytale: [Text] Racist. Or species-ist. Yeah, that. -J [Text] If it's any consolation I'm regretting this a little now. -J [Text] Rate it.. Not sure. Quite irritable. -J 

[Text] Regret usually comes hand in hand with poor choices.

[Text] I’m surprisingly neutral at the moment, actually.

studymy-ass:

studymy-ass’s 900 follower “what the hell are you all doing here are you lost???” giveaway

Okay so basically I’ve had this blog for about 10 months now, and I’ve just reached 900 followers which is totally ridic because all that’s on here is crack and ooc comments so I want to say thank you to all of the people that are putting up with me

The things you can win!
FIRST PRIZE (1 winner):☆ Fifty icons of a person/character of your choosing.☆ A 3000 word fic of a pairing of your choosing (examples here)☆ A promo every day for a whole month wowee☆ A thread with me if you want idk??
SECOND PRIZE (2 winners):☆ 30 icons of a person/character of your choosing.☆ A 2000 word fic of a pairing of your choosing (examples here)☆ A promo every day for 2 weeks☆ A thread with me if you really want one idk
THIRD PRIZE (3 winners):☆ 10 icons of a person/character of your choosing☆ A 1000 word fic (examples here)☆ A promo every day for a week☆ A thread with me if you so choose
Ah but, there are les rules:

i. You must be following me. And don’t unfollow after bc that’s rude. And no blogs set up just for giveaways either!ii. You can reblog this as many times as you like.iii. Your askbox must be open at the end date to win.iv. Likes do not count.v. You must be hella rad (but if you followed the first rule you’re hella rad already so~)

This giveaway ends on the 1st of May at 9pm GMT. All six winners will be chosen at random using a generator. Oh, and this has to get at least like 20 notes to be valid otherwise I’ll be mortified, delete it, and pretend it never happened. Good luck and stuff!

studymy-ass:

studymy-ass’s 900 follower “what the hell are you all doing here are you lost???” giveaway

Okay so basically I’ve had this blog for about 10 months now, and I’ve just reached 900 followers which is totally ridic because all that’s on here is crack and ooc comments so I want to say thank you to all of the people that are putting up with me

The things you can win!

  • FIRST PRIZE (1 winner):
    ☆ Fifty icons of a person/character of your choosing.
    ☆ A 3000 word fic of a pairing of your choosing (examples here)
    ☆ A promo every day for a whole month wowee
    ☆ A thread with me if you want idk??
  • SECOND PRIZE (2 winners):
    ☆ 30 icons of a person/character of your choosing.
    ☆ A 2000 word fic of a pairing of your choosing (examples here)
    ☆ A promo every day for 2 weeks
    ☆ A thread with me if you really want one idk
  • THIRD PRIZE (3 winners):
    ☆ 10 icons of a person/character of your choosing
    ☆ A 1000 word fic (examples here)
    ☆ A promo every day for a week
    ☆ A thread with me if you so choose

Ah but, there are les rules:

i. You must be following me. And don’t unfollow after bc that’s rude. And no blogs set up just for giveaways either!
ii. You can reblog this as many times as you like.
iii. Your askbox must be open at the end date to win.
iv. Likes do not count.
v. You must be hella rad (but if you followed the first rule you’re hella rad already so~)

This giveaway ends on the 1st of May at 9pm GMT. All six winners will be chosen at random using a generator. Oh, and this has to get at least like 20 notes to be valid otherwise I’ll be mortified, delete it, and pretend it never happened. Good luck and stuff!


((*heavy breathing*))

((*heavy breathing*))


Tags:  # chanxtho,   # oh m god yes adfhhjll;;;;;,   # ooc

davidtennantssideburns:

To the tune of “Do you want to build a snowman” 

Because if this isn’t perfect I don’t understand the levels you need for perfection

Tags:  # this hurt me,   # Can you hear it? The Neverending Queue?
Jailbirds in a Cage //bookofspoilers

Captured.

How unlike him.

The Master walked down the dim hall of one of the many halls in the Stormcage Containment Facility. He walked slow so that he didn’t trip over his shackled feet, and he was accompanied by at least a dozen armed guards. His hands were cuffed behind him, as well, and he had some sort of gag covering the lower half of his face to prevent biting, most likely. And speaking, for that matter.

He felt more disgusted with himself than he usually did, and also rather disappointed in the fact that he’d actually gotten caught. He pretended that he meant to get caught. At least then he would be spared some of his pride.

The Timelord remembered the last time he’d been caught. He remembered being tried on Skaro for endless accounts of pretty much every criminal act in the known universe, and being sentenced to death immediately. I guess, today, he was just a bit luckier. Instead of an instant death sentence, he was only given one-hundred-and-seventy-four consecutive lifetimes.

In all honesty, he would’ve preferred death. It would’ve been easier to get out of.

When the group finally reached the assigned cell, one of the guards unlocked it and another two of them shoved the Master inside, rather unceremoniously. The others all kept watch as the Timelord was removed of his bindings, and then finally left in the darkness of his cell. The barred door closed with a reverberating slam and locked with just as much echo.

Well, not exactly a five-star hotel…

Tags:  # bookofspoilers
//elladeclassified

The Master let out a sigh as he strode up to the doors of his TARDIS. He’d just landed, yet again, and, looking for entertainment, threw open the doors and stepped out. New place, new adventure. He had to admit, he was a little disappointed by the fact that he appeared to still be on Earth. The Master paused for a moment and scanned the high-rising buildings beside him before turning to make sure his TARDIS was locked, regardless of the fact that it was disguised as a stack of cardboard boxes.

He walked out of the alleyway that he’d landed in with his hands sunk in his trouser pockets and started walking down the street. The city he was in was unfamiliar, and judging by the accents, he definitely wasn’t anywhere in Europe.

Unfortunately, he was a little too preoccupied to notice the redhead moving towards him, and before he knew it, he’d collided with the woman.

"Oh, um, sorry," the Master muttered, glancing up at her.

Tags:  # elladeclassified,   # v:every lonely monster
//thequeeningreen

The Master stepped out of his TARDIS - cleverly disguised as the door to the flat he rented - and locked the door behind him before tugging on the lapels on his suit jacket to straighten it. He started off down the pavement at a casual pace before catching a glimpse of a woman that seemed all too familiar. He had a sinking feeling that he’d seen her before and, when he caught sight of her again, recognized where from. She was the woman that he’d seen countless times before, and it seemed as if they had shared interest in one another.

Finally, he’d had enough of this constant game of cat-and-mouse. He picked up his pace and followed after the woman before managing to catch up to her in a less occupied street.

"Alright, I’ve had just about enough of this," he hissed, anger evident in his tone. "I’ve seen you more than enough times for it to just be a coincidence. Who are you and what do you want with me?"

The Master casually sidestepped the fact that he also had quite the interest in this mystery woman.

Tags:  # thequeeningreen,   # v:every lonely monster
Going The Long Way Round || Master and James

avillains-fairytale:

peoplejustgetobsessed:

The Master popped his head out of the TARDIS once he had landed and just barely caught sight of James, quickly hopping out and locking the machine behind him before jogging slightly to catch up with the criminal-to-be.

"Hello James," the Timelord said smoothly, hoping that the boy would recognize him. "Did you miss me? It’s been a while since I saw you in that garden, hasn’t it?"

James could hear someone coming up behind him, but was powerless. He was on his own in the street, it was getting dark, so no doubt it was Powers coming for another taste since James had gotten off lightly today. His eye’s bruising was only just beginning to show. God knows how he’d hide that from Mrs Jenkins.

He braced himself, but was only met by that familiar voice. He jumped, looking up at the man who’d called himself the Master. “You’ve been gone a while.” He said simply, avoiding the man’s gaze.

"I’ve been busy," the Master answered, glancing down at James. "Or perhaps I just got the timing wrong. I’m never sure anymore. It’s a lot of work being the imaginary friend of an overactive, over-imaginative, and extremely clever boy, you know."

The Timelord could read the behaviours being exhibited by James all too well. The way he walked suggested that he just wanted to disappear, go unnoticed, and the Master knew how that felt all too well, from his own experience, too.

"Rough day?"

Tags:  # avillainsfairytale
Anonymous: For the quotes prompt: "Heh... how about that? I win." 

Send me a quote from my character’s canon and they will share EXACTLY what went through their minds when they said it, and how they currently feel about it.

I can stave off this regeneration for just a bit longer. Can’t feel my legs now anyways. I won’t be much longer. Maybe I should just…

No. I have to win. The villain never wins. I /have/ to /win/.

And I’ll do whatever it takes.

—-

"I did win, after all, didn’t I? I did what was necessary. The only victory I could ever have over the Doctor is leaving him alone."

Tags:  # headcanon,   # ask meme,   # Anonymous,   # Message for your Master
The Hunger Games AU│peoplejustgetobsessed

justalonelymonster:

peoplejustgetobsessed:

Worried etched itself onto Harold’s features, along with something that could be considered by some people pity. He was supposed to be this aloof, dangerous man that was respected and even feared by all, but he couldn’t help showing a bit of vulnerability around John. After time, the blond had grown a soft spot for him.

Secret’s out, he actually cared about the other a bit.

A /bit/.

"You should be alright. It’s better than being not alright," he stated matter-of-factly, giving a lazy half-shrug as he brought a hand up to rub the sleep from his eyes.

"I’m-…" Harold trailed off, pondering the question. How exactly was he? He was always particularly bad at judging his own well being, and he supposed that contributed to most of his instability. The inability to judge how he himself felt made solving any of his problems all that much harder.

"I’m alright," he said finally, the ghost of a smile tugging at his lips as he felt the familiar fingers dust over his face.

John knew that look, he was being pitied and it was one of the things that he hated. But he didn’t comment on it. It was enough of a miracle that they got along, let alone be close like this. He didn’t want to lose this…closeness with Harold because he was all he had.

He shrugged. “I suppose. Can’t complain really but…you know what it’s like.” He would be surprised if the other was truly alright. He knew that Harold had been messed up after the games too. And what was worse, one of them always had to stand in for mentor. He planned to be mentor this year so that Harold didn’t have to do it, to give him a break. Everyone deserved a break every once and awhile.

He finally reached a hand over, letting his fingers almost ghost of the other man’s face. Light, gentle, careful touches, was what he was used to. With anyone else he’d back off and keep his distance, but with him, something felt….normal, right, like everything really could be okay again.

A soft chuckle escaped his lips. “We can be ‘alright’ together,” he murmured, gaze drifting from his in almost a shy way. There were days when he worried that everything would change again, that even this, these moments with Harold would be taken away from him and he held onto every single minute that he got with him.

It was moments like this that took Harold’s breath away. John had this… Harold didn’t even have a proper word for it, but John had this /thing/ about him. Almost as if an aura of comfort and warmth and security followed the man around everywhere, but it was saved purely for Harold. After all, they would only ever let their walls come down like this around each other. During the day it was always a facade, a curt head nod and a terse greeting, followed by a lot of small talk.

Not really feeling like he had anything more to say, Harold nodded microscopically, then let out the smallest of sighs. He felt almost as if any strong movements or harsh actions would soil the little moments like these.

And it was in that moment that Harold realized something.

He lived for these moments.

After the Games, things had been so wrong for him that even the victory, the fame, and the ability to still have his life didn’t nearly come close to making up for what he had gone through. He would easily admit that he thought a few thoughts that he now regrets. But over time the days slowly got easier to manage. But nothing made things easier than John.

And these moments with John were definitely worth living for.

Tags:  # justalonelymonster