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Open Post for S&M!verse

Yes, S&M, cause we love terrible BDSMy puns. ~~Seriously, try to find a verse name that isn't a little smutty. I dare you.~~

Just put all the relevant information in the subject line. So when in the timeline and which universe aka Whoniverse or the Wizarding world.

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It was a castle of some sort, wasn't it? The Doctor hadn't taken much time trying to place it, date it, or consider its history.

"Master." The Doctor returned the greeting, in a less surprised or pleased tone. "Where are we?" Because this must have been his doing, he determined. It was him that mentioned some nonsense about magic and a showing him a wand, rambling about Rassilon knows what. It was like being a child again at the academy.

"Don't ask me," the Master said casually, though a smile soon came to his face as he clambered down the stairs he was up, coming towards the Doctor with his arms out stretched. "But I'm already king. Or on some level, at least, isn't that fun? I've taken quite the liking."

Straight to bragging after a few minutes, very impressive. He barely took a moment to start. "Oh and everyone uses magic."

"You would," The Doctor muttered under his breath as he approached closer to the Master; however, his gaze was else were, looking around his surroundings waiting for something to jump out.

But then the remembrance of the curse the Master had lodged at him came surging back, and the Doctor froze in his tracks. "What is this all about? Why'd you bring me here?"

Because there always had to be an ulterior motive, and yet some of the Doctor's memories of their previous interaction felt like they were slipping away. It wasn't something unheard of, but it made the Doctor wonder what he had gotten himself into this time.

"Because I can't get to you, I'm bring you to me. I assume you'll eventually find a way off too so it's more a bonus to have you here than a hindrance," And besides, he needed some Time Lord company. Being alone was getting very old and while he liked Barty's company, he just wasn't the Doctor. Having his best enemy here? Oh, it was making him grin so bright.

"I've been stuck for months and without a descend anchor, I'll never leave. But that's where you come in," Grinning, he moved in closer, holding his arms out as if beholding the Doctor's amazing abilities to fluke his way out of danger. "You're going to help me leave."

The Doctor's eyes locked with the Master's and he held the gaze for a moment before sputtering out in laughter, "Oh that's good. That's really good." He nods his head as if agreeing, "Wanting me here to help you. Oh, that is brilliant; lovely even!"

The Doctor leaned forward, affectionately ruffling the Master's hair, "Having me come here to save you. You really think I believe you're king if you're stuck here?"

He pulls away, and walks away completely, "Take me home."

Okay, the laughing was bad but that hair ruffle? Finale straw. All chances gone. With an angry snarl, the Master shoved the Doctor aware and pulled out his wand. Yes, he had a wand. And don't think he's that skilled, he isn't. But he has a Barty at hand to fight his battles for him so it was okay to still be on the beginner spell book.

"No, I won't. But you know what you can do? Apologise."

He wanted to hear the Doctor say sorry for being such a dick just now. Because he knew he never would and that would give him license to attack. To show off just what magic could do after all.

The Doctor quirks an eyebrow in the Master's direction, looking at his wand.

"Funny, when I've asked you to apologize, I never got one." He crosses his arms, acting like a defiant child, "What makes you think I'm going to give you one? Your toy there doesn't frighten me as much as you think."

There was a faint memory of excruciating pain that overcame his body as a result of seeing one of those wands before, but it wasn't strong enough to stop him testing the waters between his oldest friend and enemy.

The Master didn't hesitate, he didn't want to play this game and let the Doctor run him around till he was tangled in knots. For once, he wanted to be on top and not just because he had taken over, just because he was more powerful. Smarter, deadlier and far more cunning than this little idiot.

He aimed his wand as he'd been taught, made a slight gesture and said the magic words. "Crucio!"

The nanosecond that curse passed the master's lips, the Doctor recognized it from before. His eyes were wide in realization, but it was too late. He could never be fast enough to dodge it, and his legs buckled at the knees, causing him to drop down on the ground.

His mouth opened in a silent scream as it felt like every millimeter of his body was on fire, overacting and sending signals to every pain receptor in his body. Every organ in his body felt like it was failing and he wanted to claw at his own skin to stop everything.

Tears streaked out of the corners of his eyes, unable to do anything about it. Only wait for it to stop.

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Open Post for S&M!verse

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I'm going ahead and saying the short dear_mun thread goes with this too

I'm good with that

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