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favorite characters → ninth doctor (doctor who) "And if you wanna remember me, then you can do one thing. That’s all, one thing. Have a good life. Do that for me. Have a fantastic life."
"If this kills me, th' TARDIS is yo's."
"Don’t you say that. No okay no.
First off, this isn’t killing you. It will kill me long before it gets to you.
Second, the TARDIS is yours. I am not some Gallifreyan or a Time Lord to even have the intellect to fly her and it’s luck in itself that I do know certain buttons and levers do but I could never fly her on my own.
Third, this isn’t going to kill you.”
"I know." His voice was barely above a murmur with a faint crack to it as he hugged him back just as tightly and just as form crushing (but without the strength of the Doctor). "I just—I just sometimes worry o-or fear that one day y-you won’t come back." He ran his hands along the middle and lower back of the Time Lord, missing the touches between them.
"Ey, c'mon now." He pulled away, hands going to the other's face and brought it up for him to look into his eyes. Blue to blue, sky to sky, the Doctor gave him a small smile. "I'll always come back fo' you. I may leave, I may go 'way an' stay away fo' a couple o' months, but I'll always come back for yo'. You know tha'." He pulled him back, hand going back to the short hair to press against him.
"I'll always come home."
"If this kills me, th' TARDIS is yo's."
"Don’t you say that. No okay no.
First off, this isn’t killing you. It will kill me long before it gets to you.
Second, the TARDIS is yours. I am not some Gallifreyan or a Time Lord to even have the intellect to fly her and it’s luck in itself that I do know certain buttons and levers do but I could never fly her on my own.
Third, this isn’t going to kill you.”
Something in Billy should have expected the kiss. Okay so they both were a bit…older though the Doctor showed it a bit more than the human especially recently. It wasn’t like they met when both were really young either. He managed to kiss him back after a tiny moment before he felt the kiss breaking and he pressed more against. His fingers clenched tightly against the familiar jacket and jumper that was beneath.
"And I would choose you over anything and anyone else within the entire universe."
He sighed, shaking in his breath as he pulled Billy into a hug, arms crushing the other's form to his chest and a hand resting against his hair. "I'm sorry I left. I didn't...I really di'nt mean t' do it. I' just happened." Nine dropped his head, forehead resting against the other's shoulder and released him. He would take Billy over everything in the universe. Over the TARDIS, over the fate of the world, even over Gallifrey; the Doctor would choose him again and again, over and over.
"If this kills me, th' TARDIS is yo's."
"Don’t you say that. No okay no.
First off, this isn’t killing you. It will kill me long before it gets to you.
Second, the TARDIS is yours. I am not some Gallifreyan or a Time Lord to even have the intellect to fly her and it’s luck in itself that I do know certain buttons and levers do but I could never fly her on my own.
Third, this isn’t going to kill you.”
"Yo’ don’t know tha’, Billy." He looked tired, older than before and shook his head. "Yo’ don’t know whethe’ or not this will or won’t, and even if it doesn’t then I’m still going t’ die by some othe’ means. It’s just…a matte’ of time." Nine sighed and shook his head.
"I don’t care, yo’re getti’ th’ TARDIS one way o’ another, y’know why?"
"You’re not dying!" Billy’s voice completely snapped and became sharper than before. "Stop saying that you will! Yeah maybe it is ‘a matter of time’ but that doesn’t mean it will be right now or anything!" He was angry and scared beyond anything to hear him say stuff like this,
"…Why?"
The Doctor looked at the man, older than he was when he met him. All those years ago and he couldn't not look at him the same. Some childish, stupid, idiotic human that he had to go and fall for. He crossed to him, grabbed the scientist by the back of the neck and crushed his lips against him for a few seconds. He didn't care if he were going to get slapped, or hit or pushed away. He didn't care if Billy yelled at him or told him to bugger off. He needed to do that, and let him know.
"Because if I 'ad to chose between you an' er, I'd pick you."
"If this kills me, th' TARDIS is yo's."
"Don’t you say that. No okay no.
First off, this isn’t killing you. It will kill me long before it gets to you.
Second, the TARDIS is yours. I am not some Gallifreyan or a Time Lord to even have the intellect to fly her and it’s luck in itself that I do know certain buttons and levers do but I could never fly her on my own.
Third, this isn’t going to kill you.”
"Yo' don't know tha', Billy." He looked tired, older than before and shook his head. "Yo' don't know whethe' or not this will or won't, and even if it doesn't then I'm still going t' die by some othe' means. It's just...a matte' of time." Nine sighed and shook his head.
"I don't care, yo're getti' th' TARDIS one way o' another, y'know why?"
A clean shave. A quick razor over his head to even out the hair. A long breath in and a heavy sigh out as his hand ran across the console, bringing it to life.
It was good to be back.
*hug* It says you haven't been on in six months so I know you probably won't see this, but I love you and your work and I hope you are doing alright. Stay safe darling. You're fantastic!
(Thanks, Non. Nine's been a little shitface for the last couple of months.But I'm trying.)
9th doctor in ‘rose’ part three
nine is done w/ur shit
The Sass Master Nine has had it with your shenanigans.
"Just let me have this, this moment where we’re still us, please?" (Hi, I'm in an evil mood tonight, I apologize.)
Her hand grasped in his. The one thing that she wanted, but she couldn’t have it. She was already dressed for the night, hair in perfect waves passing her shoulders, clad in a soft pink lingerie set covered in a black silk robe. “I wish we could.”
He wasn’t expecting her to pull her forward, but as she did his hand moved to cup her cheek, lips moving against hers. His tongue flicked out, testing the waters between their wants and pulled back. ”Yo’ ‘ave to go…don’t you.”
Reluctantly breaking the kiss, she nodded. He would be expecting her soon. In fact, He was already growing impatient most likely. “I do…I’ll be fine though, don’t worry.” She offered him a small smile in attempt to assuage his worries.
He took a step back, though with her hand in his brought it to his lips and kissed it. "Please be safe, Allie. I'd 'ate fo' anything t' happen to yo'." Chris nodded once with a smile and kissed her forehead before heading towards the window. He didn't know when he'd see her again, if he saw her again. All that he knew what coming here was the highlight of his nights.
"Just let me have this, this moment where we’re still us, please?" (Hi, I'm in an evil mood tonight, I apologize.)
Her hand grasped in his. The one thing that she wanted, but she couldn’t have it. She was already dressed for the night, hair in perfect waves passing her shoulders, clad in a soft pink lingerie set covered in a black silk robe. “I wish we could.”
She kissed him back fervently, pulling him closer to herself and parting her lips ever so slightly. She wanted him to stay. She wanted to be with Chris instead of her master, but the black metal collar around her neck with her name etched in gold Gallifreyan said otherwise.
He wasn't expecting her to pull her forward, but as she did his hand moved to cup her cheek, lips moving against hers. His tongue flicked out, testing the waters between their wants and pulled back. "Yo' 'ave to go...don't you."
I thought there were only eleven where did everyone else come from
It says ‘if you are a timelord’, not an incarnation of the doctor. That’s like saying ‘I thought there were only eleven humans.’
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Peter and Paul proving that they’re just as good as Matt Smith.
"Just let me have this, this moment where we’re still us, please?" (Hi, I'm in an evil mood tonight, I apologize.)
Her hand grasped in his. The one thing that she wanted, but she couldn’t have it. She was already dressed for the night, hair in perfect waves passing her shoulders, clad in a soft pink lingerie set covered in a black silk robe. “I wish we could.”
Her words caught him off guard, but he didn’t want to ruin the moment of just the two of them. Pressing a kiss to her forehead, Chris wrapped his arms around her and sighed, knowing that she would have to leave soon enough. ”I’ll come back. I’ll bring those cookies again, keep ‘em hidden from all th’ others,” he whispered with a wink.
She laughed quietly at his excited tone of voice. “Keep bringing those cookies, and I’ll get fat.” She looked up at him, blue eyes sparkling like they used to before she was broken by the timegod. “Maybe then He’ll then let you have me.” She joked, but she knew He’d order more exercise or restrict her meals if that were to happen, instead of just ridding himself of her.
Chris laughed. "All righ', maybe not always cookies. Sometimes a good 'omecooked mean ca' soothe th' soul." Her green eyes shone through the sadness inside of her and he wished, once again, to whatever gods there were that they could be together. Somehow, in some universe, they could be. He leaned down and pressed another kiss to her lips, lingering longer than the last.
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