Oh look I've done something.

Le gasp.

I needed something for AO3 1 Million and my Arrow fic that was original for it ended up getting longer. So Master muse stirred and decided to be useful. Yaaay.



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263 words. Time of the Doctor. The Master looks up at the myriad of Police Box TARDISes moving through Gallifrey's stratosphere.
AO3 link.

I got a cold from my mom :| But I'm finally back in Vermont. Alas, I have class in a few hours. Can't weasel out of that. I said I'd be back from hiatus, huh? February went by quick. I'm 24 now. Oi.

I haven't completed anything so I decided to just post pieces of things I have tried to poke at. Something to fill the space.


( 637 words for MJ because of a bid. It should be 5k one day and I like the concept but I really don't know how I think of their fallout XD )

This Taxon thread got me thinking this afternoon a bit about the ever-confusing relationship between the Doctor and the Master. No relation really to the thread itself.

God I haven't written much of anything lately. Though in other news I loved the recent ep...


Balance



It’s all about balance. It’s always been about balance. The Master pushes and pushes and the Doctor pushes right back; it’s the way of the universe, how they operate. They’re never on the same side of the scale for long. Temporary (very temporary), unspoken truces, occasionally pass between them, but in an instant the Master can dissolve them. Unleash his next big plan and send the Doctor raging out against him to stop it.

That’s how it’s always been: the Master is the evil and angry Time Lord, the Doctor is the sad and desperate soul trying to fix everything.

When that changes the Master isn’t sure what part he’s to play. It’s no longer a war of dark versus light; it becomes really-dark versus getting-more-dark. This Doctor, this Time Lord Victorious, the Master doesn’t know how to balance against him. There’s too much chaotic Time Lord on one side of the scale and no countermeasures on the other. What does he do with this Doctor? Why did he have to break the tug-of-war, leaving the Master on the ground after the rope’s gone limp?

What is he supposed to do now?

Character(s): The Master and The Doctor
Summary: Hell is descending.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1,316
Warnings: I'm sorry Wilf D: I really do love you, but D: Spoilers for End of Time.

So I really just wanted to play a bit with the horrors the Doctor was talking about from the Time War. Although I've really only got the Nightmare Child figured out, since I had done that for Shades of Three. And then I got lazy so I'll probably touch on other things at some point.

Takes place during part 2 of EoT, before the Doctor gets back to his feet in the mansion.

( It’s a similar kind of moment to his failed resurrection. His breathing is irregular and there’s energy coursing around them, suffocating and latching to the drumming in his head and amplifying with each beat. The fear is similar to before, so open and impossible to push under walls and wrap himself up tight. Everything has gone wrong these past few days. This instant is the first time since his return to the universe that he doesn’t notice his insatiable hunger. )

Character(s): The Master and The Doctor
Summary: Arriving in the middle of some poor bloke’s bedroom, during the time of this planet’s version of the Salem Witch Trials? The Master tsks in thought.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1,614

Not exactly Shades of Three. It's pre-story and only actually mentioned once in the fic. Was also written awhile ago.

And anything So3-related is post-s3 AU. So they're 'traveling' and... having issues. Ta-da.

( It’s almost hysterical enough that he wants to rush around and give the TARDIS a hug, but that would only serve to reveal his position and put him up to the same fate that the Doctor was miserably facing alone. He claps his hands, rubs them together and a look of glee crosses his face; he walks around the console, still laughing, and the dead silence of the solemn TARDIS just makes it all even better. )

Character(s): The Master and John Smith (human!Doctor/10.5)
Summary: John Smith doesn't want to be the Doctor, but sometimes he has to try as hard as he can to fit that role.
Rating: PG-13
Words: 1,920
Warning: Sort of dark, brief mentions of character death, angst >>;


Erm. Well. Initially I wanted to do some practice writing 10.5, because I hadn't really done much to work the muse in awhile. But. This kind of took a life of its own and skyrocketed into a completely different direction that was not the sort of practice I was looking for, buuuut I still really quite like the piece XDD;

It's... eegads it jerks at both characters in different ways. And yeah, neither are exactly happy with me. Inspiration was born out of this absolutely beautiful artwork. Honest to god, check it out. It's incredibly moving and you may wibble a bit, but it really is beautiful I love that artist ^^ 1000 Words is just as wonderful, btw, that makes me tear up.

But. Yeah. Guess that's it! Yay for cranking more fic out. Been needing more.


( He follows to the places where he can see the light in the sky. It’s rare these days. These days, he has to climb to the highest building in the city, yet even the zeppelins still manage to block out most of his view. He dreams of other worlds that another-him has been to, worlds that he only has memories of. He’s lost so much of the mind of the Doctor, so much of Donna. He’s John Smith now, and he doesn’t know who he is at all. )


So, from this writing practice 'attempt', I have learned that I cannot mix the Master and 10.5 and expect good results lol. My mind has some exceptions to this! But not exactly many. They are not in a meshing mood.


Well, now if I could just finish part 3 of Of Egypt and Aliens, I'd feel productive!

I haven't been able to do much writing at all. Fic, roleplaying, anything. Sooo I decided to sorta make my own meme; interpret how you wish if you want to do it, the whole point is just to write.

Rules:
1.) Select songs of your choice.
2.) Write two different fics/drabbles/whatever from each song. Change the lyric, the character, whichever.
3.) …Profit?



Song: Blindness by Metric
Characters: 1 - the Master / 2 - the Doctor
Words: 604
Notes: Second drabble has really slight spoilers for recent episodes.

( 1 - 'I was the one with the world at my feet.' )
( 2 - 'I was a blindfold, never complained.' )

Community: just_muse_me
Prompt: 26.5.5 Win
Character(s): The Master & the Doctor
Words: 1,862

Notes: Spoilers for Water of Mars.

*whistles* This came about pretty randomly, honestly. It was fun though :D It jumps a bit further through the fic, just for fair warning, lol.

( The Master may not be able to return to his full being, but he can channel his nature through the Doctor. There isn’t any going back now. The first steps have been made and the path behind them is gone, lost amongst the stars. )

Community: justprompts
Prompt: Song: Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap
Character(s): The Master, the Doctor, the Rani (briefly)
Words: 2,603

I donno if I'll continue it. For now, it's just a standalone.

( He was human; this he knew well enough, but there were memories that countered it. )

Character(s): The Master, the Doctor
Words: 424

Welll eventually I'll finish that meme... I lost the flow for it :| Curse you, July 4th!


( Somewhere outside the TARDIS, the Doctor is trying to save a dying planet. )