dude in save the cat when adora punches catra and then her mouth falls open in shock and she looks so pained and so guilty and then chipped catra just punches her back with no hesitation…. it hurts SO BAD

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dude in save the cat when adora punches catra and then her mouth falls open in shock and she looks so pained and so guilty and then chipped catra just punches her back with no hesitation…. it hurts SO BAD
thirteenth doctor + whump
“You promised me!” The Doctor shouts, taking a step closer to The Master, making him take an answering step back “You promised me they would be safe!”
Her hair is a mess, sticking up every which way, the wind on the hill blowing it all around as if controlled by her fury. There were tears in her eyes, but her face was a mask of anger.
“I trusted you!” she shoves him hard, making him stumble backwards. “And you’re nothing but a lying bastard!”
She punctuates the last two words with blows, lashing out with her fists, pounding them against his chest. The Master raises his hands and places them on her upper arms, trying to quell her anger but it only worsens it.
“Don’t touch me!” She shrieks throwing her arms up to dislodge his hold on her. “Don’t you dare!”
She slides her hands back though her hair, taking a small step back and leaning forward slightly as her breath hitches in her chest, a stifled sob.
“Doctor,” The Master begins, taken aback by this outburst. He reaches out to place a hand on her back but the moment he makes contact she jerks away snarling, her nose scrunching up, a single tear tracing its path down her cheek.
“Doctor, I tried-“
He barely gets the words out before she lunges at him, her hands shoving his shoulders so roughly that he almost falls over. His back slams against a stone behind him as she continues her assault, and he does the only thing he can think to do.
The Master wraps his arms around The Doctors slender figure, pulling her to his chest. Her elbows come to rest on his sternum and she struggles back, pounding her fists into his chest, screaming obscenities at him.
He makes soothing sounds, humming old long forgotten songs, ones that he knew would remind her of their childhood on Gallifrey, long before any of this occurred, before she ran away, before they knew of the existence of the Cyberman or what they would one day do, before he turned on her. After a few moments, her moments begin to slow, the fight beginning to go out of her as her grief finally took over.
“I trusted you,” She manages, slowly rising a fist up before slamming it down again. Tears were now running down her face freely and her breath was coming in rasps. “I trusted you, and now- and now, they’re dead,”
On the last word she gives in entirely, finally leaning in against the chest of her oldest friend in the universe, clutching his shirt in her fists. He holds her close, her body seeming so small and fragile in his strong embrace, her sobs swallowed by the wind whipping across the landscape around them and the fabric of his shirt.
The Master had never seen her like this before, completely overcome with emotion, entirely vulnerable, so broken she accepted his gesture of comfort, leaving herself at his mercy. All this time he had thought that The Doctors companions were little more than pets, someone to show off to, to impress, simple beings there only to bolster an old timelords ego, but now, he wasn’t so sure.
“Im so sorry,” He whispers, rubbing a hand over her back in what he hoped was a comforting motion “I didn’t realize quite what they meant to you, and I was reckless,”
The two Timelords stood on the hill together for a long time, enemies coming together in a moment of friendship and trust that both thought they had long abandoned. The Master and The Doctor, drawn together by the universe time and time again, through loss and pain, deception and betrayal, death and with that rebirth, they still cared for each other in a way nobody could explain, but maybe, it didn’t need to be explain.
An Archive of Our Own
Heres my collection of one shots about Thirteen if anyone is interested! I update them pretty often!
Anti loom
ANTI LOOM GANG
I just wanna hold her, rub her back, give her a kiss on the forehead and tell her everything's gonna be okay.
Najia @ Thirteen and Yaz: are you two seeing each other?
Thirteen & Yaz: What? No!
Najia @ Ryan and Yaz: are you two seeing each other?
Ryan and Yaz: NO.
Najia:
the doctor, who just got his heart broken by leaving rose in the parallel world and whose crying was interrupted by a stranger in a wedding dress appearing in his ship: who are you?? what are you doing here???
donna, who just got teleported into the tardis:
but actually looms though
N O
Looks are evil
Looms stinky bad
Looms?
NO
The Doctor was sitting at a table outside a cafe on some alien planet, drinking a hot apple cider that had been recommended to her by the staff. It had cooled off considerably but it still tasted delicious and she clutched the cup between her cold hands, sapping the remaining warmth from the ceramic.
Too soon, her drink was finished. She stood and stretched, feeling the bones in her spine pop. She slowly made her way back to the Tardis, which stood nearby, its bright exterior standing out against the yellow of the building it was parked against. Sliding her key into the lock, she pushes the door open, stepping into her home and shutting the door behind her. She shrugs off her coat, tossing it off to the side before heading to the console. She has just begun to flip switches when a voice sounds behind her, coming from the doorway.
“Hello Sweetie,”
The Doctor spins around to find the source of the voice and is met with the face of her wife. River Song stood there with a sly smile on her face, her mane of curly hair as wild as ever.
“River!” The Doctor shouts, hopping on the spot before running at her wife. She jumps, the excitement getting the better of her, wrapping her arms around Rivers neck and her legs around her waist. River laughs and stumbles back slightly, but keeps her footing. She wraps her arms around The Doctors body, now much more petite then it had ever been, and squeezes gently.
“You’ve had an upgrade!” She says “I quite like this new look,”
River places her back on her feet and clutches her hands. The Doctor grins at her “How are you here?”
“Oh I have my ways, do you think I was going to miss this?” She asks, looking The Doctor up and down, making the other woman blush crimson.
Then she takes The Doctors chin in her hand and tilts her face upwards, pressing a lasting kiss on her lips, a kiss that tasted of sweet baked apples, and of home.
And if the Doctor was so shocked she almost topped over, who was going to know?
If Thirteen doesnt take Yaz with her for once I am going to LOSE my MIND stop sending her off without you into danger AAAAAAA
J o d i e
Alternate Ending to Orphan 55
She made the decision in an instant. Setting them into motion, they spun through the vortex, suddenly coming to a halt somewhere new.
“You wanted to see my home?” She asks
Her companions shared a sceptical, uneasy look but they all nod, making small noises of ascent.
“Right through those doors,” The Doctor says
They slowly make their way outside and once they’re gone, The Doctor slumps against a crystal pillar, sliding to the ground, knees to chest, arms wrapped tightly around herself. She rests her chin on her knees and feels tear prick her eyes.
Yaz is the first to return. She sits down next to the Doctor and pulls her into a hug.
“Did The Master do this?” Yaz asks in a soft voice as Ryan and Graham join them.
The Doctor merely nods, taking a deep breath that Yaz can feel shudder out of the aliens body.
“I’m so sorry I asked to come here,” Yaz whispers
“Wasn’t this his home too?” Ryan asks
“It was, but he was never one that could handle being lied to,”
The Doctors voice broke and Yaz’ heart went with it. Her hand moves into The Doctors hair, cradling her head in her arms, and The Doctor leans into her, closing her eyes, her head resting on her best friends chest.
Ryan looks at Graham before sitting on the floor and wrapping his arms around both woman. Graham follows his grandsons lead and completes a circle of warmth and comfort around their distraught friend.
“I’m so sorry Love,” Graham whispers softly
It was strange to see this woman, usually so upbeat, bubbly and mysterious, so utterly vulnerable and broke. Strangely, it now felt like they now knew this enigmatic woman they had been travelling with better than they ever had before, or at least they soon would. The walls had been cracked open and now that she knew they truly cared for her, would die for her, and that they wouldn't leave her, she was ready to knock that wall down and let her friends know the real her.
me after my next paycheck