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  • The Master: *is in a crowd and can’t find the Doctor*
  • The Master: *cups his hands to make a megaphone*
  • The Master: COME BACK TO YOUR MASTER, YOU OLD FOOL!!
  • *no answer*
  • The Master: YOUR TASTE IN CLOTHES SUCKS, THETE!!
  • *no answer*
  • The Master: *annoyed* YOUR TARDIS IS AN OLD RUSTY DYSFUNCTIONAL PIECE OF TRASH WHICH YOU CAN'T EVEN FLY PROPERLY, HUMANS ARE MINDLESS APES AND TEA IS DISGUSTING!
  • The Doctor: *shouts across the crowd* HOW DARE YOU KOSCH!!
  • The Master: *smirking* There he is.

Nail Polish

Doctor Who, rated G, ~2000 words, Thoschei/Twissy implied

Just a fun little thing I wrote about Theta Sigma, Koschei and bottle of black nail polish. 

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inevitableeleven  asked:

John was searching through their closet for one of his musical t-shirts (which was really crumpled up at the bottom of the hamper he neglected to empty), and stopped at Koschei's dresses, pursing his lips slightly and running his fingers over the fabric. "Kosch... Koschei, love, can- can I try on one of your dresses?"

Koschei was quiet while John searched- he had an idea of where they were, but he really wanted to see how long it would take him to figure it out. 

His gaze lifted when he spoke, though, smiling a little at John with a curious look. “– Of course you can, John. Which one do you want to try?” he asked, sitting up on their bed. Over the years he’d collected quite a few dresses in their walk-in closet, along with quite a few suits.

king-of-the-wasteland  asked:

(using little!Koschei cause I'm mean) When they had been outside, something had happened, an attack on Cardiff. The Doctor had brought him to the TARDIS first before dealing with it. But he still had not come back and Koschei was starting to get worried. He never got worried over anyone except Theta once in a while. He didn't like the feeling. With a sigh Koschei went back to the console room. Then he saw something odd. And very bloody. "Doctor?" Could he come closer? What had happened?

The Doctor didn’t realize how long it was going to take but he had to keep Koschei safe within the TARDIS. That was his main concern. He was sitting on the console, bruised and battered and bloodied up like someone who came from a war, as he began to take off his jacket to inspect more of himself. A voice immediately made him snap up as he looked to see Koschei in the doorway. “Kosch,” He whispered.

justalonelymonster  asked:

"Koschei? Is that you? Oh my.." Theta covered his mouth at the site of him. All the bruises and...he rushed over to his side. "I'm here Kosch. I found you. I'm taking you home." (Research meme. Master/Slave au)

Koschei wasn’t sure if that was his voice he was hearing or not. They stopped restraining him very well after a while as he got weaker but… It’d been a while. Longer than he expected. “Theta…?” he looked up a little, still breathing heavily after fiighting with the ropes. He leaned against him a little, gasping softly. “Theta… Theta– that’s you, right?” he asked quietly, feeling a few tears trickle down his cheeks.

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The fat just walks away.

Theta had read the line a few times now and there was just something…odd about it. Maybe he was just bored because he hadn’t had a good adventure for a while - though he enjoyed ever single second of his new life. He stared down at the screen for a few more moments before a grin spread on his face. Kosch! Wake up! We have stuff to do!, he called, glancing over at his bonded who was sleeping peacefully in the jumpseat.