THE MASTER.

"A little CHAOS is a WONDERFUL THING . . . " doctor who's the master. #dwrp. canon/non. crossovers/ocs welcome. ships w/ the doctor/chem (ms, mv, no lewd). era-flexible. potential mature themes and content present.

and yet, this year may be your last . . .

oh, you know what they say. the tooth will out.

hey bb, u up? xx - o

love wins ! for valentine's day all your dynamite will be heart — shaped 💞‼️

quite the romantic, miss collins.

what's hers ?

bites harder.

good. miss her harder.

[ his smug demeanour dims. ] it hardly matters. my work outlives me. the doctor, on the other hand ? well . . . evil will always exist. when he's gone . . . my dear miss collins, you'll have good reason to wake up in a cold sweat at night.

is it really tea if you brew it using your own tears ? terribly salty.

tut. to each their own. who ? me ? oh, nobody. just some bloke, aren't i ? but i'm sure i've seen your face somewhere . . .

and did the grief make you feel better ? proud of yourself, doctor ? anything to make yourself ( feel ) better. you've never hesitated with ' extreme action ' in my presence before. you're no better than any of them — your pretense of moral right is running quite thin.

i said i'm in your head, dear.

oh, i tried it once. not for me. death lacks a certain flare, a certain . . . je – nais — se — quoi. not to mention the humility. in short it's much more your thing. what is it, doctor ? did you really think that ( i ) could be ( killed ) ? tut. i thought I'd taught you better.

such simple minds. it's ever so amusing, lining them up and watching them fall. fleshy little dominos.

that was always your problem. you view time in such a . . . linear manner ! should, shouldn't — these are such grounding concepts ! as your superior, i simply exist precisely where i please. it all makes sense if you take a relative ' moment ' to think about it. ( keep up ) !

speechless, doctor ? quite an improvement, i must say.