OLD EYES.

OLD EYES.

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Through crimson stars,  and silent stars, and tumbling nebulas like oceans set on fire...  

Independent,  part-time tester blog for the eleventh Doctor of Doctor Who. Just trying to see if this brain worm i’ve had is worth doing anything for.  Likely to be headcanon-based,  though i’m no denier of the show.  Currently re-watching series 6,  so we’re evolving as we go... if we go.  Trying to be written by Abigail.  My main blogs (both part-time)  are here,  and here.  See below for rules.  Ta!

                                                               ...through empires of glass and civilizations of pure thought and a whole terrible wonderful universe of impossibilities.

Basics.

When I say tester blog I mean it.  At the time of making,  i’ve had this brain bug for a few days that’s been literally the worst at distracting me from doing anything else,  so if I feed the beast,  as it were,  it might work in my favour.  As with my other blogs the Doctor’s part-time,  and likely picky.  I’m slow,  and never force myself to write if i’m not feeling it.

Everything here is made by me,  for me,  from scratch.  This includes my psd,  my icons,  my banners,  and any edits/graphics i may or may not make.  As with any of my other blogs,  none of this is for anyone else’s use,  and I don’t take imitation as flattery.  Writing and headcanons/metas also fall under this banner.

I do ask all those I follow to please tag absolutely anything related to the following tags I have blocked:  ‘cancer cw//’ and ‘terminal illness cw//’,  and thank-you in advance.  In return I’ll do my best to tag anything deemed necessary or asked of me.

I suffer from Irlens Syndrome,  which can drastically effect my cognitive functionality on a daily basis.  As said above:  I am not fast,  and i’m tired a lot.  I can go a good chunk without doing much at all.  In extension to this,  I ask that you don’t put any photoshopped/screenshot replies onto my dash.  That style is completely inaccessible to those with processing disorders like mine and can cause a great deal of discomfort and difficulty,  so I much prefer to steer clear of those triggers completely.

I’m trying to be a little more zen these days  ( trying,  just trying ),  so drama’s a no-go here,  especially since I’m not expecting anything massive to come of this blog,  so i’m likely to just drift quietly through tumblr-space.

This is likely to be the extent of my ‘pages’ here,  ‘til I decide otherwise.  If I decide otherwise.

The Portrayal.

I love the horror aspects that come with the show,  as well as the darker plotlines threaded within Smith’s run,  so if those become a focus,  it’s completely not my fault.  In the long-term i’d like the focus to be this dichotomy between the mad man and the boy that Eleven represents.

Duplicate friendly!  Let the Doctor compliment himself on the tweed.

I have not watched any Old Who,  literally none,  and tbh I don’t really intend to?  I’ve also seen nothing past The Time of the Doctor,  so there’s a lot that’s a bit of a vague blur to me.  We’re playing on the nostalgia of childhood meeting the ennui of adulthood and seeing what my brain does with the mix,  I'm not taking it too seriously,  I just think this guy’s neat.

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doctor who halloween special when

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the eleventh doctor in the pandorica opens (5.12)

sorry, sorry, dropped it. hello, stonehenge! who takes the pandorica, takes the universe. but bad news, everyone, because guess who? ha! listen, you lot, you’re all whizzing about. it’s really very distracting. could you all just stay still a minute because i am talking! the question of the hour is, who’s got the pandorica? answer, i do. next question. who’s coming to take it from me? come on! look at me. no plan, no back up, no weapons worth a damn. oh, and something else. i don’t have anything to lose! so, if you’re sitting up there in your silly little spaceship, with all your silly little guns, and you’ve got any plans on taking the pandorica tonight, just remember who’s standing in your way. remember every black day i ever stopped you, and then, and then, do the smart thing. let somebody else try first.

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thinking about how the doctor went two years letting basically everyone he loved believe he was dead,  and how he had resigned himself to that fate,  and how it was the encouragement of a mother who’d lost and regained everything that sent him back with his tail between his legs.

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DOCTOR WHO — Amy’s Choice

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CATTELL’S  16  FACTOR  TEST 

Warmth — 70% — supportive, comforting Intellect — 90% — cerebral, analytical Emotional Stability — 50% — irritable, moody and level headed, calm Aggressiveness — 70% — controlling, tough Liveliness — 90% — wild, fun loving Dutifulness — 46% — untraditional, rebellious Social Assertiveness — 86% — uninhibited, bold Sensitivity — 70% — touchy, soft Paranoia — 42% — trusting, easy going Abstractness — 78% — strange, imaginative Introversion — 70% — private, quiet Anxiety — 42% — confident, self assured Open-mindedness — 90% — curious, exploratory Independence — 22% — outgoing, social Perfectionism — 30% — disorganized, messy Tension — 38% — relaxed, cool

tagged  by  @shewalked​,  thank-you !  tagging  @tlmelcss​,  @mariette​, @becomewolf​,  @profesong​,  @venturousheart​,  and anyone who likes !

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DOCTOR WHO | The Doctor, the Widow, and the Wardrobe

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┊ ┊    𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈 𝚆𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙺 𝙰𝙱𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂?    ⋆˚  —  @shewalked​   ☆ 。*   𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎.

“  I  —  yes.  ”   She catches him off-guard,  and the Doctor makes no attempt to smother his own surprise.  Together his hands turn in front of him,  hung against his chest and they wring circles around one another.  He’s trekked the length of the room more than thrice already,  heavy on his heels while every breath appears to rush from him.  His hearts might be chasing one another in his chest while uncertainty makes an attempt to reign.  When he stops to look at her,  and draws his first real intake of air,  the Doctor settles his attention on her face.  Martha’s familiar,  her margins remain the same as they always were  —  from memory,  anyway.  And,  of course,  as they’re both well aware,  that’s all he has to go off.  His eyes narrow,  as though he suffers a subtle quake somewhere in his chest,  the lashing of a sting beneath his skin.  The Doctor swallows.

“  Because it’s been too long,  Martha.  ”    He says,  finally.  Timbre’s reticent,  the admittance makes it way to her as though on unsteady feet,  or uncertain ground.  Both,  perhaps damn him.  Time damns him,  just as he supposes it should.  “  …I’ve been too long.  ”    There it hangs,  a whisper if it is anything,  though his eyes hold conviction solidly enough to punctuate the truth,  and he hasn’t ducked his head again to avoid it.   “  It’s a habit.  A bad one.  ”  His eyes wander from her face without him steering them away.  For a brief moment a fog obscures her from him.  Not one to wear guilt with such theatrics as he once might’ve,  the Doctor cants his head once the apparent argument he’s having with himself is drawn to some uncertain conclusion.  Martha’s found once more,  and his hands have stilled themselves afore him.  He unlinks his fingers,  opens himself up to the room,  and more importantly,  her.  Fists hang by his sides.   “  I should do better.  ”

“   — I’m sorry.  ”​

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one day i’m gonna accumulate every time rory calls the doctor on his shit,  i’m gonna post every quote,  and leave it up here

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The Bells of Saint John | 7x06

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𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑬'𝑺 𝑨𝑳𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑨 𝑫𝑶𝑾𝑵𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬 .    (   sentence  starters  originating  from  the fourth  season  of  syfy’s ‘ warehouse 13 ′ .   change  pronouns  as  needed !  )

❛  what  is  it ?  what’s  happening ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  alright ?  ❜ ❛  this  is  wrong .  ❜ ❛  you’re  putting  your  life  on  the  line .  ❜ ❛  you  don’t  have  to  hold  my  hand .  ❜ ❛  close  your  eyes ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  there  has  to  be  another  way .  ❜ ❛  guess  i’m  not  much  of  a  hero ,  huh ?  ❜ ❛  what  aren’t  you  telling  me ?  ❜ ❛  i  guess  i  should’ve  told  you .  ❜ ❛  i  really  hope  you  can  forgive  me .  ❜ ❛  i  would  do  it  all  again .  ❜ ❛  the  world  is  a  better  place  with  you  in  it ,  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  didn’t  get  permission .  you rebel !  ❜ ❛  there  are  consequences .  ❜ ❛  right  now  i  wish  i  was  dead .  ❜ ❛  thongs  give  me  a  rash .  ❜ ❛  who  died  and  made  you  boss  of  me ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  protecting  me ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  said  he  was  gonna  tell  you  …  ❜ ❛  you  owe  me  a  dinner .   a  very  nice  dinner .  ❜ ❛  when  was  the  last  time  you  slept ?  ❜ ❛  what  are  you  keeping  from  me ?   spill .  ❜ ❛  if  you  need  me  for  ANY  reason  whatsoever ,   call  me .   but  only  if  it’s  important .  ❜ ❛  we’ve  been  through  a  lot .  i  think  we  should  just  lay  low   &   take  it  easy .  ❜ ❛  OKAY ,   so  many  questions …  ❜ ❛  look  at  you ,   having  ideas !  ❜ ❛  i  have  ideas !   most  of  them  are  illegal .  ❜ ❛  we  both  know  this  is  about  so  much  more  than  that .  ❜ ❛  real  suffering  is  knowing  what  lays  just  beyond  your  grasp  and  never  being  able  to  reach  it .  ❜ ❛  some  risks  are  worth  taking .  ❜ ❛  no .  you  don’t  get  to  just  quit  on  us .  ❜ ❛  this  is  not  a  debate !  ❜ ❛  you  slept  with  her ,  didn’t  you ?  ❜ ❛  can  we  just  do  this  &  go  home ?  ❜ ❛  for  the  record ,  i  don’t  want  you  out  of  my  hair .  ❜ ❛  this  is  not  how  i  wanted  to  handle  this ,  &  you  know  it .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  turning  back ,   now .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  even  going  to  pretend  to  understand  what  you’re  talking  about .  ❜ ❛  can  i  ask  …   what  happened ?  ❜ ❛  are  you  sure  you’re  okay ?   you  still  look  a  little  woozy .  ❜ ❛  it  went  by  so  fast ,   i  just  …  i  honestly  don’t  know .  ❜ ❛  i  tried  to  tell  you ,   but  you  didn’t  want  to  hear  it .  ❜ ❛  all  this  anger  &  hate ,   it’s  not  good  for  you .  ❜ ❛  how  could  you  say  that ?  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  stop .  look  at  me .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  let  it  go .   i  really  do ,   but  i  don’t  know  how .  ❜ ❛  can  you  feel  my  heart  beating ?  ❜ ❛  what  did  you  do  to  him ??  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  a  better  idea ?  ❜ ❛  forget  about  me ,  just  save  them .  ❜ ❛  why  don’t  you  just  kill  me ?  ❜   ❛  take  this ,  &  disappear .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  wouldn’t  do  that .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  see  a  way  out  this  time .  ❜ ❛  i  just  need  you  to  trust  me .  ❜ ❛  there’s  that  smile  …   i’m  glad  it’s  the  last  thing  i’ll  see .  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  …  i  never  stopped  loving  you .  ❜ ❛  don’t  do  this ,   [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  there’s  nobody  there !  it’s  just  you ,   it’s  just  you .  ❜ ❛  it’s  gonna  be  okay ,   okay ?  we’re  gonna  figure  this  out .  ❜ ❛  i  want  you  to  leave .  go .  go ,  now .  ❜ ❛  let  me  help  you .  ❜ ❛  you’re  in  my  way .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  can  you  hear  me ?  ❜ ❛  what  is  it ?  are  you  okay ?  ❜ ❛  no  one  is  giving  up .  ❜ ❛  i’m  sorry ,  [ name ] ,  but  that’s  not  gonna  happen .  ❜ ❛  just  for  once ,   will  you  please  listen  to  me  &  do  as  you  are  told ?  ❜ ❛  you  can  tell  me  where  it  is ,  or  i  can  find  it  myself .   telling  me  where  it  is  is  the  safer  choice .  ❜ ❛  don’t  do  anything  foolish ,   [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  listen  to  me .  we  can  help  you .  ❜ ❛  no  matter  what  they  say ,   it’s  a  lie .  ❜ ❛  you’ve  already  lost  this  battle .  ❜ ❛  i  know  you’re  in  there .  i  know  you  can  hear  me ,   so  please  -  before  anyone  else  gets  hurt ,   let  me  help  you .   ❜ ❛  you  know  i’m  capable  of  this .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  look ,  it’s  over !  ❜ ❛  this  is  over  when  i  say  it’s  over .  ❜ ❛  i  think  this  might  be  the  end .  ❜ ❛  i  killed  someone  i  love .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  something  different .  ❜ ❛  i  asked  you  to  leave  me  out  of  this .  ❜ ❛  maybe  just …  coffee ,  next  time ?  ❜ ❛  you  will  never  lose  this  friend .  ❜ ❛  another  stereotype  shattered .  ❜ ❛  does  [ name ]  know  who  you  really  are ?  ❜ ❛  i  know  what  i  have  to  do .  ❜ ❛  you  warned  me .  ❜ ❛  oh  my  god ,  he’s  your  ex -  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  think  that  that’s  relevant .  ❜ ❛  i  think  i’ve  had  this  exact  nightmare  before .  ❜ ❛  do  you  need  us  to  hate  him ?  because  we  can  hate  him .  ❜ ❛  i’d  really  rather  talk  about  this  at  another  time  that’s  not  now .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  here  to  talk  about  my  feelings .  ❜ ❛  you  were  always ,  always  lying  to  me !  ❜ ❛  why  do  i  suddenly  want  vodka ?   ❜ ❛  we  can  talk  about  it  when  i’m  dead !  ❜ ❛  i  knew  i  was  your  type !  ❜ ❛  i  know  you  can  do  this ,  come  on -  ❜ ❛  whatever  it  is ,  just  trust  me ,  tell  me .  ❜ ❛  the  problem  with  hiding  things  behind  glass  doors  is  you  can  see  through  them .  ❜ ❛  i  guess  you  never  really  knew  [ name ] .  ❜ ❛  you  really  wanna  talk  about  this ?  ❜ ❛  i’ve  been  getting  in  touch  with  my  sensitive  side .   knock ,  knock ,  [ name ] .  i’m  home .  ❜ ❛  poetry  sucks ,  because  it  doesn’t  make  any  sense .  ❜ ❛  it  would  be  a  lot  easier  for  both  of  us  if  you  weren’t  here .  ❜ ❛  my  personal  stuff  cannot  get  in  the  way  of  this  job .  ❜ ❛  this  is  cutting  it  a  little  too  close .  ❜ ❛  i’m  a  liability  …   you  can  finish  it  up ,  i’ll  wait  in  the  car .  ❜ ❛  that’s  not  even  remotely  funny .  ❜ ❛  there  are  things  that  i  can’t  tell  you .  ❜ ❛  i’m  trying  to  protect  you .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  you  never  even  said  goodbye .  ❜ ❛  you  really  want  the  truth  all  the  time ?  ❜ ❛  i  was  always  scared  i’d  screw  up ,  &  it  made  me  screw  up  even  more .  ❜ ❛  if  i  couldn’t  make  it  work  with  you ,  then  i  couldn’t  make  it  work  with  anyone .  ❜ ❛  trust  me ,  these  people  are  not  your  friends .  ❜ ❛  i  couldn’t  leave  without  saying  goodbye ,  you’d  never  let  me  hear  the  end  of  it .  ❜ ❛  why  does  everyone  want  to  talk  today ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  thinking  what  i  think  you’re  thinking ,   are  you ?  ❜ ❛  we  need  to  stop  cutting  these  things  so  close .  ❜ ❛  you’re  not  listening  to  a  word  i’m  saying ,  are  you ?  ❜ ❛  you’re  relentless .  ❜ ❛  how  do  you  know  [ name ] ?  ❜ ❛  it’s  late ,  you  look  tired .  ❜ ❛  killed  by  a  pirate ?  that’s  how  i  wanna  go  out .  ❜ ❛  if  i  was  stalking  you ,  i  would’ve  known  where  you  were  at  one  o’clock  in  the  morning .  ❜ ❛  what  would  i  do  without  you ?  ❜ ❛  this  proves  nothing .  ❜ ❛  you  remember  me .  that’s  good .  ❜ ❛  i  am  way  past  believing  anything  you  have  to  say .  ❜ ❛  i  wish  i  didn’t  have  to  lie  to  you .  ❜ ❛  i  want  to  be  mortal .  ❜ ❛  what  did  you  do ?  ❜ ❛  you  took  everything  from  me .  now ,  i’ll  take  something  from  you .  ❜ ❛  i  won’t  leave  you  here !  ❜ ❛  [ name ]  knows  what  i  want .  ❜ ❛  i  have  a  score  to  settle .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  go  somewhere  safe .  ❜ ❛  [ name ] ,  be  careful .  i’ve  already  lost  enough  people  that  i  care  about .  ❜ ❛  do  you  have  anything  else  to  do  but  look  doubtful ?  ❜ ❛  look ,  i  know  that  you’re  worried .  ❜ ❛  i just  …  i  need  help .  ❜ ❛  i’m  not  gonna  let  you  ignore  this .  ❜ ❛  i  don’t  remember  much .  ❜ ❛  there’s  no  time .  ❜ ❛  how  long  have  you  known ?  ❜ ❛  you’ve  been  lying  to  me  for  as  long  as  i’ve  known  you .  ❜ ❛  i  can’t  just  leave  you  here .  ❜ ❛  you  have  to  go .  ❜

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“  —  And I’m telling you,  the cream cakes are to die for.  ”    The TARDIS’ hum greets the ostensible conclusion of his otherwise ever-roaming rumination,  either for the sake of relief or otherwise empty interest.  An arm’s thrown up from beneath the console,  pointer finger directed to the sky.   “  I mean it,  really,  wars have been waged,  ”    He cracks himself up,  but the singular huff of laughter might as well echo right back at him.  He doesn’t notice,  at first.   “  Over.  Cream.  Cakes.  ”

Pause.  Finally the Doctor’s head follows his torso,  he pops up in the wrong order and performs a pirouette to face here.  Clara,  right where he left her give or take a few wandering steps here or there,  physically at least.  His brow bends.   “  … When did I lose you?  ”

                                                                               @venturousheart​ liked.  —  ☆ 。*

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doctor who meme; one doctor [1/1] - eleventh doctor

“i’ll always remember when the doctor was me.”

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marvel’s truly distressed me so i’m over on my loki blog swearing,  the doctor will see you tomorrow !

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sandshoes and grandad.

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if anyone’s here,  tell me what eleven episode to watch tonight