Don’t you know how you changed me? Strange how I finally see…
I’ve found home. You’re my h o m e.
stay with me.
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Don’t you know how you changed me? Strange how I finally see…
I’ve found home. You’re my h o m e.
stay with me.
'No…NO! …please don't change'
You’ve been askin’ a question and it’s time someone told you, you’ve been gettin’ it wrong. His name. His name is the Doctor. All the name he needs all you need to know about him. And if you love him, and you should, help him.
Uh oh! Your character is watching mine get hit on and is feeling possessive. How does your character handle this?
"No, I can’t let you die." The Doctor looked down at the console sadly as the whirring started again. "I can’t let another person I care about be taken away by those angels." He told Clark. He sighed. "I’ll be fine." He promised the boy, looking over at him. "I’m always fine."
"Stop saying that. You're not 'always fine'. I can tell by the look in those big, sad eyes of yours. I won't die. I won't be taken away by the angels. We did just fine getting into the TARDIS, so we can do just fine finding out what they want. Anyways, you wouldn't be able to keep an eye on all of them by yourself. I'm not leaving." Clark crossed his arms over his chest and stood still, refusing to leave.
"Good, that key will keep you safe." He hoped. Clark was going home, and he was going to see what was going on here. "You’re going home. And once you’re safely home, I’m going to come back here and see what’s up." He continued to press buttons, and finally pulled the lever that would take them home. Clark home.
"What? No way. 'M going with you. Who else will make sure you don't do something stupid, huh?" No way he'd go home and let the Doctor come back here. Who knew what would happen to him. Especially if he was caught by one of those angels. No one would be able to find the TARDIS and fly it to him.
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[ That’s shock, at first. Because oh my god, the Doctor is kissing him. The Doctor he sort of fancies. Then Clark sort of relaxes into the kiss, before pulling away as best he could whilst pushed against a wall. ]
“What was that for?”
[ And maybe his voice is a little breathless in a good sort of way. ]
"Out of the blue is my thing." The Doctor replied, spinning around, trying to get his bearings. "Off on another adventure then? We could see the planet that is made of honey. No, wait it’s a moon. But kinda alive. That wouldn’t be the best place to go, unless you do want to get eaten by a honey moon." He was rambling and waited for a response from the boy about his pun.
"I've noticed." Clark followed along behind the Doctor. "Living moon made of honey?" He questioned with a soft laugh, arching a brow. "Better hope no innocent alien couples went to the honey moon for their honeymoon, eh?" The boy joked as he leaned back against the rail.
"Not really. No, you don’t want to know." The Doctor told him, shrugging and flipping a switch back and forth rapidly until the whirring sound came. "Alright, hang on. I only got a little ways away." He told Clark after they landed again, about two miles away. "You do still have your key, right?" He looked over at the boy who seemed on edge still. "If they don’t have a key, they won’t be able to get in. Right." He started flying around the console, pressing buttons to get Clark home and repair any damage that the angels may have caused.
"Okay, right. Not asking then." Clark stated as he kept his fingers latched around the edge of the console, watching the Doctor fiddle with a switch. "'Course I still have my key." One hand let go of the console and delved into his pocket to pull out his key, showing it to the other. It was stuck back into his pocket quickly as more buttons were hit. "Where're we headed, then?"
"You wouldn’t believe even though I’d tell you," Clara chuckled handing her hand to the other.
"Trust me, I'd believe a whole lot." Clark grabbed hold of her hand. "If I tug, y'think you'll be able to land on your feet?"
Reblog if your muse has lost one or both of their parents.
What would you characterize as a flashy gif, just so I can make sure to tag it appropriately?
[[It’s pretty hard to say without giving examples, which I can’t do without hurting myself, so things that shift from light to dark really quickly is one example, anything that moves so fast it sort of hurts the eyes, or a combination of the two.
Using a DW reference, something like this could pretty easily set me off if it was too big or I look at it for too long.]]
[[Heyo. If all of my mutuals could do me a favor and tag any flashing gifs as either
tw: flashing gif
or
tw: epilepsy warning
that'd be super nice and helpful of you and you would gain my instant respect]]
That voice. His blood runs cold, his eyes wide as he turns around. He shouldn’t know it, shouldn’t be able to place it but the dreams, they came and went. They should his Ponds disappearing, and a younger, much more curious companion tagging along.
Oswald.
"Doctor!"
Maybe if he shouts loud enough he'll get an answer. The walk turns to a run as Clark grows more and more nervous. What if the Doctor's hurt? Or worse, left him here, alone. Not that that sounds like something the alien would do, but...
{i don't know where i am}
It's too much like all of the lives he's had before, lost and wandering and always a few steps away from him, separated behind glass or walls or never quite in his line of vision. A corner is whipped around sharply as he searches for the box.
"Doctor! Where are you?!"
He was lost in the twisting maze formed by the tall buildings, pressed tight against each other with only slivers of ground to walk on between them. Clark didn't like this planet, with it's dark days and the people who stared at him. Especially when he'd lost the Doctor.
{i don't know where i am}
He spun around and started back the way he came. Maybe the Doctor would be back there.
{i don't know where i am!}
"Doctor? Doctor?!"
"It’s called the TARDIS. It can travel anywhere in time and space. And it’s mine."
SAY ONE OF THE FOLLOWING TO MY MUSE TO SEE HOW THEY REACT (Heartbreak version)
"I cheated on you."
"I saw you! I saw you with her/him!"
"How could you do this to me?"
"I thought we were okay…"
"We could have had it all…"
"You ruined me."
"You fucked my sister/brother? Well it’s only fair I guess… I mean I did fuck your mum/dad while we were together, so we’re even now."
"I don’t love you any more."
"You never loved me."
"I gave you the best years of my life."
"I only loved you to get into the will…"
"I don’t know what to do any more."
"I can’t keep letting you hurt me."
"I can’t keep hurting you."
"It’s not your baby…"
"Well guess what? I faked every orgasm!"
"I know it’s not my baby."
"I trusted me."
"I still love you."
"I… I’m just disappointed in you."
"I was always second place- I never really mattered did I?"
"Did I even mean anything to you?"
"I just want to know that what we had was real, even if it was so short."
"You can’t just leave me like this…"
"I’m leaving for good."
"I’m never coming back."
"I don’t want to see you ever again."
"-I dropped the Olympic torch after someone ran into me," The Doctor answers quickly, "It was an accident on my part."
"And why were you carrying the torch, again?" Clark questions, leaning against the console with a somewhat amused expression on his face.
"-Dalek invasion." He sighed. Couldn’t lie to Clark, could he? Not flat out anyways.
"...And you're one hundred twenty percent positive there aren't any Daleks still skulking around?" Daleks. Why was it always the Daleks?