victorious.

the (tenth) doctor of 'doctor who'.

[proustitute]

So many fires start in my head.

Brenda Shaughnessy, from “Big Game”.

[armedandclever]

@fordramaticeffect asked:

|     “ Sorry—so sorry, but was that your foot? On the console, just now? Please tell me I’m seeing things before I get all queasy. ”

“ no, no, that wasn’t my——well——actually, i use it to——y’know, sometimes. ”

he swung one of his legs up and around, propping a shoe up on the console and picking his hands up off it——wiggling his fingers at her in what he very quickly realized was a seriously misguided attempt to make a point.

“ it’s just that i like to go sort of—–hands-free, occasionally. oh—–come on, that was funny. little bit funny? no? ”

he cleared his throat, then averted his eyes and let his leg drop guiltily off the console.

“ yeah, well——didn’t think so. i’ll just use my hands, then——y’know, like a normal person. ”

he rubbed at the back of his neck a bit sheepishly.

“ i mean, no problem, got very——long arms. ”

[colachampagnedad]

me: *knows*

[armedandclever]

@poisontothecosmos asked:

|     He held up the sonic screwdriver and cocked his head to one side, eyeing it—allowing it to dangle nimbly between two fingers. “ This thing? ”

“ yes, that thing, only don’t——don’t hold it like that, please, c’mon. ”

he grimaced a little, then made a halfhearted sort of a grab for the thing in question, and——yeah, that was about all he’d actually managed.

“ not that it’s dangerous, it just——looks a bit stupid, i mean, doesn’t it? ”

he stopped here, and——well, after he did, he suddenly regretted that he’d started at all.

“ sorry——sorry, that came out wrong, sorry. ”

he made another grab for the screwdriver——this time, a more successful one. in truth, he didn’t exactly sound apologetic, but——then again, he didn’t exactly sound unapologetic either.

it was more like he wanted to get the whole thing over with.

“ just——i’ll take that, thanks, yeah. ”

[01101010-01100100]

me: no one understands me

me also: behaves unintelligibly

[armedandclever]

@toleadmyselfhere asked:

|     “ Oh, do they—? ” She took a partial step backwards, giving the sleeve of his coat a light, somewhat nervous tug. “ —y’know, I think they might be flockin’ this way. ”

“ oh, c’mon, they’re not——tell y’what, i’ll go over there, introduce myself, and we’ll see if that sorts them out. ”

he smiled, winked at her, and then started off, and not without a bit of a swagger in his step, either.

of course, he stopped dead in his tracks a moment later.

“ okay, yeah, turns out they’re——flocking——after all. ”

he stuck his tongue on his teeth——appeared to think better of the whole thing, then spun around on her very quickly——grabbing up her hand.

“ might want to——well, y’know——run. ”

[yassmines]

imco

in my correct opinion

[armedandclever]

@fordramaticeffect asked:

|     ❝ Oh, shame on you! I’m very, very ticklish, you know. ❞

“ oh, yes, shame on me, very bad, yeah. ”

he stuck his tongue on his teeth, then lowered his head down a little, stretching a hand around after a second to rub at his chin.

“ i mean, it’s lucky i value my survival, or——well. ”

he trailed off——lifted his head up a bit, and went on massaging his jaw almost methodically as he spoke.

“ who knows what sort of a position——you’d be in——right now. ”

[armedandclever]

“ that’s ownership enough. ” / @armedandclever & @fordramaticeffect.

[armedandclever]

@fordramaticeffect asked:

|     ❝ Ahem, excuse me. I mean—that was very wrong of me, very wrong indeed. ❞

“ well, tell that to the draconians. ” he started, then stopped again, thinking better of the whole——well, tangent he’d been about to start on, apparently.

“ or, on second thought, don’t——don’t tell that to the draconians. ”

he jammed his tongue up against his teeth——lowered his head down a little, then thrust an accusatory digit out in her direction.

“ actually, you don’t talk to them——i mean, really, don’t, don’t even talk to them, because i think they’ve about had enough of your——whatever that was, back there. ”

he waved it around in a couple of circles.

“ i mean, at this point, you might as well just——i don’t know, admit you get off sabotaging interplanetary relations behind my back. ”

[petrichour]

Only mystery makes us live. Only mystery.

Federico García Lorca, Le Poète À New York.

[armedandclever]

@symptomofinsanity asked:

|     “ I can’t think of anyone more outrageous than me. ”

“ oh, well——congratulations. ”

he ducked his head down a little, looking off, and stretching a hand around after a second to give his chin a scratch.

“ should hold a contest or something, maybe. you, versus——well, every other version of you. ”

he stuck his tongue on the backs of his teeth, then let his arm drop again. the tone of his voice was dry, and——well, a tiny bit sarky.

“ y’know, like a——‘test your strength!’, ‘who wore it better?’ sort of a——thing. you’d still be my top pick, though, i think——actually. ”

he lifted his eyebrows up a tiny bit, sniffing in.

“ i mean——if it’s any consolation. ”

[armedandclever]

“ displaying your usual sickening lovability, i suppose. ” / @armedandclever & @fordramaticeffect.

[armedandclever]

@fordramaticeffect asked:

|     ❝ Oh, be my valentine, won’t you? Let’s eat a few hearts together! Or—whatever it is you’re supposed to do on this quaint little earth day of yours. Stuff your face? Cry a lot? Kill an ex? Sounds very bloody either way. Can’t wait. ❞

“ okay, that’s it, that’s——the last time i take you out in public. ”

he squidged his eyes up a little as they walked——licked his lips a bit, then levered her in by the arm.

“ i mean, a heart or two, or——three i could live with, but chocolate——oh——i draw the line at chocolate. ” he lowered his head down, squinting——looking straight ahead of them.

“ seriously, though——i’m trying to hold on to these teeth. ”

he sucked at them a bit involuntarily, like——well, like he was thinking about something he hadn’t thought about in a while, and——yeah, like he would’ve rather gone on not thinking about it

“ you remember eighteen eighty-one. ”

[voulair]

me @ the stars: help me

[armedandclever]

@toleadmyselfhere asked:

|     “ Yeah, Mickey sort’ve—broke that bit off, by mistake. Sorry. Please don’t yell at him. He’s already pretty mortified. Is there anythin’ I can do t’help y’fix it—? ”

“ well, no, basically——no. ” he reached a hand around to massage the back of his neck, grimacing——twirling his other hand around in a couple of somber circles as he talked.

“ i mean, because the thing that goes there is all sort of——well, isn’t it? well——yeah. ”

he just stood there like that with his tongue against his teeth——and then he lifted his head up, apparently reanimating after a moment.

“ hold on, hold on, there’s——there’s something you can do, actually——i mean, now y’mention it. ”

he shot a very serious look across the console room at her, then redirected his gesticulations so that they were——well, so that he was pointing at her, really.

“ you can tell him, your boyfriend——you can tell him, one more strike and he’s out, back home, working in the shop——and you can tell him i said that. ”

[gullahch1ld]

If you ever saw me naked, you’re welcome.