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starter call.

❛ Why? Why does everybody think I am so scared? We all face the raven in the end. That is the deal. If I go back to Gallifrey they can put me back, right? On Trap Street, the moment they took me out? ❜

#self-promo.

❛ Why? Why does everybody think I am so scared? We all face the raven in the end. That is the deal. If I go back to Gallifrey they can put me back, right? On Trap Street, the moment they took me out? ❜

#open #opendwrp #doctor who rp

juniorclaus:

“All I really want is someone who’ll sing Love Is An Open Door with me, and MEAN it.”

❛ yeah, but in the end, didn't he try to kill her sister? i don't think i'd want this to be my love song, mate. ❜

#juniorclaus #hello!

enigmaticwho

(Death in Heaven[8x12] / Heaven Sent[9x11] / Hell Bent[9x12] parallels/callbacks.)

#i'd know her anywhere. ( visage )

jennacolemanfans

Perhaps others will be heroes in our names.

#i'd know her anywhere. ( visage )

bellaechi-blog

❛ Oh, don’t you ever tell me to mind my language, don’t you ever tell me to take the stabilizers off my bike, and don’t you dare lump me in with the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable. You walk our Earth, Doctor. You breathe our air. You make us your friend when that is your mood to and you can damned well help us when we need it. ❜

#self promo.#take this old one while iwork on a new one maybe?

bellaechi-blog

❛ Oh, don’t you ever tell me to mind my language, don’t you ever tell me to take the stabilizers off my bike, and don’t you dare lump me in with the rest of all the little humans that you think are so tiny and silly and predictable. You walk our Earth, Doctor. You breathe our air. You make us your friend when that is your mood to and you can damned well help us when we need it. ❜

stileslovesderek

ofmoondust-deactivated20160322

stileslovesderek:

You’re itching to save a planet, I know it

#twelve.#visage.

sonicwielding:

He can only watch as she disappears into the light, dread overcoming his entire being. She could be dead now & there was nothing he could do. ❛ Stop !! NO !! ❜ Scrambling up from his position on the floor, he rushes to his timeline, ready to leap in & save Clara if necessary. There’s an infinite amount of things that could go wrong if he jumped, it’s true. But if it meant saving his brunette companion —- he was willing to risk it.

So he does. He risks it all & jumps into his own timestream. It didn’t matter, as long as it meant he could get Clara out of there.

& it’s all a bit of a blur, pieces of his life flashing in front of him like a storm as he trudges through, with only one person in mind ; Clara Oswald. That’s when he finds her. On her knees atop a cold, hard floor surrounded by mist & darkness. & he reaches out for her, desperation emanating from his fingertips. But she can’t see him.

❛ Clara ! Clara, can y’hear me?? ❜

it burned. it was such pain, such discomfort. she watched in utter confusion & befuddlement as versions of the doctor ran past her. they ran everywhere. & then they stopped. they stopped, & she was in the weirdest place. a place she didn't know, but a place she should never be. then she hears him. she tries to convince herself that it's just part of the other doctors, that it's something that's not real. but something inside her convinces her to turn around --- & then that's when she sees him. she sees him, & she scrambles to try & get to her feet.

❛ it's -- it's you? ❜

#sonicwielding

captryanclark

passingidiot-deactivated2015120

How many people here have actually held a sword in battle?

#visage.

esporre-blog

DO TERRIBLE THINGS MAKE TERRIBLE PEOPLE?

dwsource

twelve x clara + hugging

#queue.#twelve tag.#self tag.#( queue. )

❛ a -- a hug would be really nice right now. ❜

#open #opendwrp #doctor who rp #dw rp

ofraggedydoctor:

“clara—” why was she acting up all weird all the sudden? it shouldn’t surprise him though, weird was what he lived for ever since he stole his old box and never looked back. Still, it concerns him she is speaking as if he had been GONE. “you had been sleeping for a few hours—what are you talking about? Leaving you on the moon? What’s the fun in that?” He questions, his tone half teasing yet the concern is still heard on his tone, straightening up his posture so he could face her completely.

“I’m real. And I would NEVER leave you, be on the moon or anywhere.” He clarified, big clear eyes looking back on her own dark ones before bringing a hand toward her cheek. “Alright? Tell me, what’s wrong?”

❛ oh my god -- oh my god, i'm losing it. ❜ her eyes wander around the tardis, & she felt almost a panic attack feeling washing over her over the emotional rollercoaster even if it had been a dream. it had been so damn real. everything from start to finish. her eyes focus again & the panic attack feeling disappears almost completely disappearing when his hand rest upon her cheek. she freezes & finds peace in the gesture before taking a deep breath. ❛ i -- i had a dream that you regenerated, but not like -- in a good way. when you came back -- you were cruel, & every interaction we had was almost toxic & -- & why did it have to feel so real? ❜

#ofraggedydoctor