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Nov. 27th, 2010

Zagraeus, Eight, Paul McGann

From These Mad Heights

Title: From These Mad Heights
Author: british_demon 
Word Count: 1,464
Pairing: Eight/Jacobi!Master
Rating: G/PG/K/K+
Warning: none
Summary:  Just a vignette in the Time War between Eight and Jacobi!Master, their first meeting after his resurrection. I don't know how far into the Time War this would be, but pretty early. Maybe it's before war was declared, or it's the last shore leave the Doctor gets before... well, before things get worse. Whichever you prefer.
A/N:
Demon was in a Paul McGann mood. Then played this song. And suddenly everything just clicked.



 

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Oct. 12th, 2010

Zagraeus, Eight, Paul McGann

Ghosts Can't Feel

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Oct. 1st, 2010

Koschei, Horror of Our Love, Theta Sigma, Gallifrey

The Horror of Our Love (10/13)

Title: The Horror of Our Love 
Author:  [info]british_demon 
Word Count: 8604 total
Pairing: Theta/Koschei, Eight/Jacobi!Master (Chapter 12), Ten/Simm!Master (Chapter 13)
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: mild adult content
Beta thanks: [info]clutzycricket Who is a far superior writer than me in nearly all ways c:
Summary: The Doctor and the Master… from the day they met to the day it all ended and why. The backstory you always knew existed, but no one talked about.
A/N: In which...  there's a bit of cracky fluff before everything gets BAD irreparably. Oh, and the Rani.
(Chapter I: Never So Much Blood Pulled Through my Veins)
(Chapter II: Moonlight Walking)
(Chapter III: Blackbird Screaming)
(Chapter IV: Hold You Down and Tear You Open)
(Chapter V: You're a Dream Among the Sharks)
(Chapter VI: Live Inside You... Oh, Love, I'd Never Hurt You
(Chapter VII: You're a Ghost, Love)
(Chapter VIII: There's Catastrophe in Everything I'm Touching)
(Chapter IX: Dark Cathedrals Spilling Midnight on their Altars)


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Sep. 28th, 2010

Roger Delgado, OTP, Sea Devils

Writer's Block: Love stinks

Which song would you pick to describe your romantic life, and why?


"You're Already There" by Hugh Panaro
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Sep. 4th, 2010

Seven, Survival, Sylvester McCoy

Not that anyone cares what I think...


"...but the restraunt is at the other end of the universe" - Marvin, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

Awesome hitchhiker's quote aside, this (GAH! *technical difficulties* *swears*). Where was I?

Right, this entry is just a journal, which is something I'm not fond of doing, but anyway, here I am, with an actual journal thing...

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Aug. 17th, 2010

Delgado!Master, Ainley!Master, Master, Crispy!Master

Letters


Title: Letters
Author: british_demon 
Word Count: 1576 words
Rating: K/PG
Warning: Wibbley
Summary: The Master heard writing letters was romantic, it's all the Doctor has left.
A/N: *epic sigh* Editz... Anyway, sorry I've been gone, stuff is late, blame tula_peiwa This is not her birthday present, but she is the reason I'm a bit late so, there you are XP. Um, this one was buzzing around my head for awhile. It's technically for the 100 Prompt Challenge, but at 1576 words it's a BIT longer than a standard drabble. Oh well.  "Blue & White" - Beth Waters



"I pour over what you wrote, and the... letters burn the page. I see all the things you meant to me, and the... things you didn't see!" - Beth Waters
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Aug. 13th, 2010

Koschei, Horror of Our Love, Theta Sigma, Gallifrey

The Horror of Our Love (9/13)


Title: The Horror of Our Love 
Author:  [info]british_demon 
Word Count: 8604 total
Pairing: Theta/Koschei, Eight/Jacobi!Master (Chapter 12), Ten/Simm!Master (Chapter 13)
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: mild adult content
Beta thanks: [info]clutzycricket Who is a far superior writer than me in nearly all ways c:
Summary: The Doctor and the Master… from the day they met to the day it all ended and why. The backstory you always knew existed, but no one talked about.
A/N: In which...  there's a bit of cracky fluff before everything gets BAD irreparably. Oh, and the Rani.
(Chapter I: Never So Much Blood Pulled Through my Veins)
(Chapter II: Moonlight Walking)
(Chapter III: Blackbird Screaming)
(Chapter IV: Hold You Down and Tear You Open)
(Chapter V: You're a Dream Among the Sharks)
(Chapter VI: Live Inside You... Oh, Love, I'd Never Hurt You
(Chapter VII: You're a Ghost, Love)
(Chapter VIII: There's Catastrophe in Everything I'm Touching)
(Chapter X: I'm Your Servant, My Immortal...)


 

Chapter IX: Dark Cathedrals Spilling Midnight on their Altars

“Order! Order!” the Master called, thoroughly enjoying his position of power, “this session of DECA is now called to order, Lord President Koschei presiding.” He grinned mischievously, loving that title before his name. “Officers present: Vice President Theta Sigma, here known as the Doctor, Secretary Ushas, the Rani, and Treasurer Magnus, War Chief.”

The small room that the Master had somehow reserved for their weekly meetings was filled with the top ten brightest minds of the Academy… hand-picked by the self-proclaimed Lord President. Not that anyone really minded, or more that, no one wanted to fight him on it. As long as he wasn’t doing anything completely horrible, was it really such a bad thing to let him be the leader…? He had also provided everyone with an alternate name, well… the officers at least, because he found the Academy’s selection of names so dreadfully boring and he much preferred their alternate titles.

The Master shuffled the papers in front of him, “Now that this meeting of DECA is called to order I will shortly be ending it because the vice president has been stroking my mind most insistently for all of Temporal Mechanics and I’m not about to wait a second longer, so Ushas, if you could…”

The Doctor blushed furiously and scooted lower in his chair, tempted to hide under his desk and maybe drag the Master under his as well… 

For the record he HADN’T started it… if the ongoing mind-groping could ever have been traced back to a starting point. But he was sure that HE certainly wasn’t the one responsible… mostly…

The Rani desperately tried to ignore the sickening lovefest going on behind her between her two superior officers. Really, they couldn’t spend two milliseconds with their hands off each other. She really didn’t understand it, that ridiculous hormonal need to TOUCH each other…

She also failed to see why EVERYONE in the school ALSO seemed to be in love with the pair. Honestly, everyone seemed enthralled by Koschei’s sublime charm and ability to flatter ANYONE into doing what he wanted, no matter how degrading or inappropriate the task. She almost suspected him of seducing Theta with mind-control except the boy obviously wanted it so bad in return that it couldn’t possibly be Koschei’s doing. Theta had his own set of fangirls that had taken to his shy affableness and absurd eccentricities like moths to a flame. She mildly condoned their relationship simply for putting the romantic fools in misery for their own folly.

The meeting was soon concluded fortunately, as the president and vice president were about to burst from self-restraint and, rather than finding a room of their own, the Master commanded over the Doctor’s lips, “Meeting adjourned and anyone who doesn’t want to see Theta’s skinny, white tush should get out immediately.”

Everyone fled the room instantaneously, and even Theta’s ‘skinny, white tush’ turned bright red. He had to admit, he was sadly growing used to the constant embarrassment of being Koshei’s lover though… even, dare he say it, growing to LIKE how open he was about it. There was just something about him that was so intoxicating and inhibited Theta’s every instinct to turn away and flee for his own safety.

…not that he minded.

Aug. 10th, 2010

Koschei, Horror of Our Love, Theta Sigma, Gallifrey

The Horror of Our Love (8/13)


Title: The Horror of Our Love 
Author:  [info]british_demon 
Word Count: 8604 total
Pairing: Theta/Koschei, Eight/Jacobi!Master (Chapter 12), Ten/Simm!Master (Chapter 13)
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: mild adult content
Beta thanks: [info]clutzycricket Who is a far superior writer than me in nearly all ways c:
Summary: The Doctor and the Master… from the day they met to the day it all ended and why. The backstory you always knew existed, but no one talked about.
A/N: In which...  the drums get louder.
(Chapter I: Never So Much Blood Pulled Through my Veins)
(Chapter II: Moonlight Walking)
(Chapter III: Blackbird Screaming)
(Chapter IV: Hold You Down and Tear You Open)
(Chapter V: You're a Dream Among the Sharks)
(Chapter VI: Live Inside You... Oh, Love, I'd Never Hurt You
(Chapter VII: You're a Ghost, Love)
(Chapter IX: Dark Cathedrals Spilling Midnight on their Altars)
(Chapter X: I'm Your Servant, My Immortal...)

 

Chapter VIII: There’s Catastrophe in Everything I’m Touching

The Doctor ran inside, papers flying, tie askew, everything a mess and none of it mattered.

The Master sat, dead to the world, on a chair in the kitchen, the paper in his hand.

“Master!” the Doctor shouted for him impulsively, before skidding into the kitchen.

The Master didn’t move, didn’t answer.

The house was smothered in silence. The Doctor couldn’t even hear the familiar buzz of the Master’s mind in his, he was completely closed off.

Slowly, the Doctor stepped forward, approaching the Master with the utmost care and softness. Not a word was spoken, not a sound was made. The Doctor knelt beside his Master and wrapped him in his arms. The Master clutched onto him, limply, reflexively; the paper fluttering to the floor. 

“Master, I’m so sorry,” the Doctor whispered, tears stinging his eyes.

The Master’s arms fell from the Doctor, his dazed eyes landing on the paper… that announced his parents’ death.

Suddenly, the Master’s mind was connecting with the Doctor’s, images of the orphan boy as he grew from outcast to acclaimed student, adopted, and loved, at last. Then, the Master, born to a well to-do family, members of the Time Lord senate, wealth, estates, history… both his parents exterminated in a border skirmish.

“I’m so sorry,” the Doctor repeated, looking up at him. 

The Master’s dead face cracked and contorted in an eerie smile, “It’s mine… the house, the lands, it’s mine now.”

The Doctor’s hearts shuddered; he didn’t comprehend what was going on. Grief affected people in different ways, but this was no suffering he could understand.

The Master leapt up and dashed for the intercom system, “Servants!” he shouted into the microphone, “Good news, my late parents have left me everything! So, now, I am your lord and Master and you will OBEY ME!” With a snap he shut off the intercom and whooped, giddy with power.

The Doctor couldn’t watch this, what the Master was becoming. In his mind, the Doctor could see the beginnings of plans to gain more power… it was a deeper, hungrier, urge than the Doctor had ever seen before. 

And, in the distance, the drums were getting stronger.

 

Koschei, Horror of Our Love, Theta Sigma, Gallifrey

The Horror of Our Love (7/13)


Title: The Horror of Our Love 
Author:  [info]british_demon 
Word Count: 8604 total
Pairing: Theta/Koschei, Eight/Jacobi!Master (Chapter 12), Ten/Simm!Master (Chapter 13)
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: mild adult content
Beta thanks: [info]clutzycricket Who is a far superior writer than me in nearly all ways c:
Summary: The Doctor and the Master… from the day they met to the day it all ended and why. The backstory you always knew existed, but no one talked about.
A/N: In which...  I draw from the Seventh Doctor audio "The Master".
(Chapter I: Never So Much Blood Pulled Through my Veins)
(Chapter II: Moonlight Walking)
(Chapter III: Blackbird Screaming)
(Chapter IV: Hold You Down and Tear You Open)
(Chapter V: You're a Dream Among the Sharks)
(Chapter VI: Live Inside You... Oh, Love, I'd Never Hurt You)
(Chapter VIII: There's Catastrophe in Everything I'm Touching)
(Chapter IX: Dark Cathedrals Spilling Midnight on their Altars)
(Chapter X: I'm Your Servant, My Immortal...)


Chapter VII: You’re a Ghost, Love

He hadn’t meant for it to happen.  It was an accident!  He swore!

Theta wept in fear and guilt as he huddled in a corner of the dark, damp cave, holding the unconscious Koschei to him.

“Wake up Koschei,” he pleaded, whimpering, “please wake up!”

Then a dark shadow on the cave wall began to swirl and take form. He gasped as a dark, menacing figure, cloaked from the very essence of the cave itself, stepped forth. He knew who she was instinctively. She was Death.

Towering above him, wild, brittle, grey hair flung out behind her, she stooped to look at the shivering, terrified son of Gallifrey.

“You,” her voice was a hoarse bark, “you are responsible.” A skeletal finger pointed unwavering at him.

“But it was an accident!” he begged, “Please!” His tears came fast and hot, “I didn’t mean to kill him…” he could barely choke out between sobs. Oh, why wouldn’t Koschei wake up?! He cried into his best friend’s shoulder.

Death laughed, short and harsh, “But he is dead,” she pointed to the irrevocable evidence of the dead body behind her, “He has crossed over. And now, you must make a choice.”

Theta shuddered, trying to stem his tears, “What?” his voice quavered.

“I have come to offer you a gift, young Time Lord. Become my disciple, learn what I alone can teach, and eternity is yours.”

Theta shook his head at her, only half-comprehending the words, but it didn’t matter. He just wanted this day to end, he just wanted to get out of here and be safe and warm and happy with Koschei again.

She frowned, “You deny my gift?” she hissed at him.

Theta nodded, “Yes. I don’t want eternity and I don’t want to kill.”

“Then you shall die here, with your first blood,” she raised her gnarled, pointing finger to strike him down.

“No, but wait! Wait!” he spluttered, finger digging into Koschei’s arm, “Wait… what about him?!” he gestured to the boy in his arms.

Her seemingly sightless eyes roved to the motionless Koschei. Her thin, transparent lips thinned in a cruel smile, “There is much Death and Destruction for him in what is to come,” she gloated indulgently, “But so have you both,” she returned to Theta.

Theta swallowed, “Me? But why me? I don’t want death and destruction!”

Death sneered at him, “It is not a matter of what you want, but what you must do… what you were chosen to do… your name, for instance…”

“THAT IS NOT MY NAME!” he shouted at her, “I AM THE DOCTOR AND I MAKE PEOPLE BETTER!” he fell silent suddenly, in shock of his own temper.

Death said nothing, only watched the boy’s horror at what he was capable of, “You see now why I want you? You will be my disciple, boy of Gallifrey. Or perish here, with your guilt.”

Theta’s mind sought everywhere for an escape, something to cheat Death, impossible as it was said to be. “Wait, wait… if you kill me, then my destiny, it wouldn’t be fulfilled would it?”

Death regarded him narrowly down the edge of what would have been her nose.

“So you can’t kill me!” he exploded, “you can’t.” He gasped in relief.

“Mock not Death, child, I am forever and will have you, in time…” she started to drift back into the shadows, to a place no mortal could tread.

“Wait!” he begged one last time, “wait, could you… could you make him better?” he looked up at her with, for the first time in this whole ordeal, truly sorrowful eyes.

“A bargain!” she cackled mercilessly, “I can mend your Koschei, but at the end of ten years, you must kill him and resign yourself to me. Or you will live to see your Koschei become the very thing you hate most.”

Theta glared at her, “Never! I could never hate Koschei, and he’d…” he looked down at his friend, and even as he lay there, still and innocent, Theta remembered all those dull pricks in the back of his mind whenever Koschei would say something dubious, or do things that were almost evil on purpose, and worst of all, his secretive smile that went with the drums in his head… the drums

“Why don’t you take him, then?” Theta whispered, almost without realizing he’d said it.

Death smiled darkly at him, “Very well, young Time Lord, our deal is sealed. I will make your Koschei well, but after ten years, you will come to me… or he will…” and with that she faded into a dark mist and was gone.

Koschei woke up, shivering and coughing, in Theta’s arms, “Theta…” he struggled to get out between coughs, “where are we? What’s going…?”

Roughly, Theta seized him by the collar and kissed him passionately. Koschei didn’t have the slightest idea what had brought this on and he really wouldn’t have minded either, except he still needed to breathe.

Eventually Theta let up, “I love you Koschei,” he whispered hoarsely in his ear, crying weakly.

Koschei felt a twinge of worry in his hearts, “It’s alright Theta, I’m here,” he sat up and cradled Theta, soothing him and muttering sweet nothings that told Theta that no matter what Death had promised, he would always love his Koschei as his Koschei would always love him.

Aug. 8th, 2010

Koschei, Horror of Our Love, Theta Sigma, Gallifrey

The Horror of Our Love (6/13)


Title: The Horror of Our Love 
Author:  [info]british_demon 
Word Count: 8604 total
Pairing: Theta/Koschei, Eight/Jacobi!Master (Chapter 12), Ten/Simm!Master (Chapter 13)
Rating: PG-13/T
Warnings: mild adult content
Beta thanks: [info]clutzycricket Who is a far superior writer than me in nearly all ways c:
Summary: The Doctor and the Master… from the day they met to the day it all ended and why. The backstory you always knew existed, but no one talked about.
A/N: In which...  we have a first kiss.
(Chapter I: Never So Much Blood Pulled Through my Veins)
(Chapter II: Moonlight Walking)
(Chapter III: Blackbird Screaming)
(Chapter IV: Hold You Down and Tear You Open)
(Chapter V: You're a Dream Among the Sharks)
(Chapter VII: You're a Ghost, Love)
(Chapter VIII: There's Catastrophe in Everything I'm Touching)
(Chapter IX: Dark Cathedrals Spilling Midnight on their Altars)
(Chapter X: I'm Your Servant, My Immortal...)


Chapter VI: Live Inside You… Oh, Love, I’d Never Hurt You

“Okay, what is it?” the Doctor questioned impatiently. The Master had made him skip the Academy today, insisting that he had something important to show him.

The Master smirked for a moment, then spread his arms, “This is it!” he howled up at the golden sky, which was especially luminescent today.

The Doctor frowned, “A clear morning? That’s it?”

The Master shot the Doctor a sardonic look, “Of course not, you dolt… Thete.” He added for the annoyance factor.

The Doctor’s face screwed up briefly, “Don’t CALL me Thete!” he pouted.

The Master walked over to him, a slight smile on his face, and took his hand, flopping onto the sea of scarlet grass.

The Doctor, taken by surprise, clumsily fell on top of the Master. They were nose to nose for a moment, eyes staring deep into the others, before the Doctor panicked and scrambled off his best friend.

The Master smiled his secret, self-confident smile for a moment, making sure the Doctor couldn’t see.

Once the Doctor got situated beside him, the Master rolled over onto his side so that he could watch the Doctor.

The Doctor sighed, pretending to be unaware of the Master’s constant gaze on him, and stared up at the sparkling, cloudless sky. Then he began to feel awkward. 

“What?” he said at length.

The Master’s eyes drifted down for a moment and then his hand slid into his pocket to retrieve something. The Doctor watched him curiously. The Master held whatever it was for a moment and then tossed it onto the Doctor’s chest, “Here,” he said bluntly, rolling over onto his back so he couldn’t see the Doctor’s reaction.

The Doctor picked the thing off his chest and sat up, “It’s… it’s…”

“It’s a pendant,” the Master put in, sitting up too, their shoulders rubbing.

“It’s… it’s beautiful,” the hitch in the Doctor’s voice could have been mistaken for puberty, he hoped it was.

“I made it,” the Master said proudly, he cut off the ‘for you’ echoing in his head. No, not yet, he wouldn’t say it.

The pendant was two overlaying hearts so that one lobe of each heart was completely covering a lobe of the other heart, in a style the humans call a ‘Venn Diagram’. One heart was as black as starless space and the other as pure white as unicorns and the center was a milky, swirling, combination of the two, but when held up to the light, every shade of the light spectrum shown through in brilliant strength and clarity. But the Doctor didn’t know about that part, until the Master took his hands in his and pulled them skyward, the inexpressible rainbow shining down on them.

No wonder the Doctor’s eyes filled with tears. But did he have to cry in front of him? Pulling the charm down, the Doctor turned away for a moment, recovering himself.

The Master, to his surprise, had to fight down the urge to put his arms around him and cradle him until he felt better.

“But there’s only two hearts,” the Doctor pointed out after calming down.

“That’s because the other heart is with the other person,” the Master said quietly. But then his eyes lifted up to the Doctor’s and he smiled, a rare, warm smile. In fact, it was so rare that the Doctor alone had ever seen it, and he, alone, was the only person it was ever directed to.

The Doctor suddenly realized his eyes were getting glazed over from staring at the Master’s unfairly appetizing mouth. Blushing, he looked down, the pendant still tenderly clutched in his hand. “I… I’ll treasure it,” he said, swallowing, “always.”

Then the Master got really close. Uncomfortably close. Distressingly close. So close the Doctor wasn’t sure ‘close’ was even an accurate term to describe how close he was!

Nervously, his eyes wandered up to meet the Master’s clear blue ones. And then contact, not a second later. Softly, softer than the Master ever was, he pressed his lips against the Doctor’s. It was sudden. It was uncalled for. It was welcome. The Doctor started kissing back, a second before the Master would have started wondering if he’d gone too far.

And then it was no longer soft, but powerful, and wonderful, and unforgettable. Wild, sweet honey sifted through Gallifreyan sunlight.

A pair of Gallifreyan sons laid in the red grass of their planet, undisturbed and embraced.

“How long do you think we’ll be together?” the Doctor asked quietly.

Forever,” the Master assured him triumphantly.

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