She snakes her arms around his waist from behind, pressing her face into the space between his shoulder blades. “I love you.” She murmurs, listening to his hearts beat. “More than I ever thought possible.”

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The Master smiles wryly at the air in front of him, as his wife pretzels around his form and declares her affections (he feels them, daily, by the moment, pulsing between their minds, eternal as time itself). 

Fingers twine with hers, and lift both her hands to his lips, to kiss the pulse points of her wrists. 

     “How could you not imagine ME to be lovable?” he teases, then spins in her arms and catches her face roughly, passionately close.  “Hi.  You’re the whole point of my existence. That alright with you?”

And he kisses her.  

“  what  hideous  sin  have  you  committed lately? ”

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     “Well let’s SEE.”

The Master begins to impenitently check absurdities off his black-nailed fingers.

    “Didn’t recycle a plastic bottle when the recycling bin was two feet away; stole candy from a baby and ate it in front of his weeping fat little tomato-red face; poured red dye in an evangelical church’s swimming pool, prompting panic over Moses 2.0; put gum under an antique chair; ate fish that wasn’t sustainably caught–in front of a vegan; killed the vegan later; kicked sundry puppies; have you caught on to the fact that I’m taking the piss right now?” 

I’m having a conversation with @forgediinfire over “what if Simm Master is in the Doctor’s TARDIS Shalka-style or Missy-Vault-style: 

Me: so he can be like WHAT IS UP BITCHES WANT A COCKTAIL  [in a sharp as fuck suit shaking a cocktail shaker] lmao and they can have the same reaction as bill with missy “you’re keeping a man down here?”

Sᴀʀᴀʜ, 2:23 PM
And she’ll be like “oh yeah this is my husband. He might try to murder you but just flick him on the nose and he’ll stop”


This is going to happen in an actual rp the moment Yasmins, Ryans, and Grahams appear LOL.