A Wanderer

Think you've seen it all? Think again. Outside those doors, we might see anything. We could find new worlds, terrifying monsters, impossible things. And if you come with me... nothing will ever be the same again!

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Jack hears the apology for what it is -an attempt, but not one that doesn’t seem painfully obligatory. He stays silent for a good few seconds, looking to the twisting of the TARDIS console for a second or two too long. “No, it’s fine. Instincts, I get it. I have my own,” he assures Ten, swallowing a bit and avoiding the others gaze. “And mine are telling me this isn’t going to work..”

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

"Wh-what?" His stomach plummeted to the floor in a rush of confusion and fear. "What do you mean, Jack?"

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Time and Sex Drive

[iwasjustsayinhello]

"So you get resourceful, and I get ‘cheater’? That’s definitely fair." Jack quips, and rolls his eyes. He keeps the Doctor’s hands pinned down, pressing his palms into them a bit more when he asks to be let go. "Not until we talk," he bargains, and leans in a bit closer so that Ten’s pointed nose barely brushes his own. "Try working with me here, Doc’."

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He huffed, squirming under Jack's closeness. "Mmmph... fine, fine, yes, alright. What do you want, then?"

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Time and Sex Drive

[iwasjustsayinhello]

"And who established this rule exactly? You and your cheating TARDIS?" he asked, and leaned down over the Doctor, pinning the others hands down above his head. "If it helps, you sure look cute from down there," he says, with a teasing smile.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

"It's not cheating, it's being resourceful..." he replied matter-of-factly, trailing off as his eyes followed Jack's hold then looked back at his face with an only partly-amused frown. "Oh I'm sure, but mind letting me up now?"

[motherflunker]

[iwasjustsayinhello]

((Sorry for the short reprieve there guys, I was gone for a week and half to spend time with the love of my life newworldsandimpossiblethings <33 And we got a few good pics to prove it. (I’m obviously the one dressed as jack btw)))

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

(( Heyyyy who's that fancy man in the coat there about to snog the second most handsome being in the universe? <333 ))

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Transcending Time | Jack & The Doctor

[iwasjustsayinhello]

The Doctor’s sudden hold on his was startling, but the split second between that and the curled ends of the aliens smirk was enough to have Jack pulling him back in for another kiss, hands slowly slipping off pants and boxers alike with special care to let the Doctor know when it all was coming. He doesn’t look at first, doesn’t need to, just glides his hands over with desire, soaking in feeling and letting all the new settle in, all the while stepping back until he feels the back of his knees hit the end of his bed. 

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He hums into Jack's mouth, paying special attention to the skips in his lover's heartbeats, counting them as they passed. He reached for Jack's trousers in turn, letting them fall and leaving them both bare. He gives Jack a push back onto the bed and slowly crawls atop him, barely breaking their mouths apart. His hands stroked lovingly over Jack's forehead and chest while he drew his lips over his cheek and neck. He sucked at the skin of the base of the shoulder, running his tongue over the spot and tasting the elements embedded there; the salt of his sweat and adrenaline, the dryness of the planet they'd just left, the tang of something so specifically Jack. He kissed back up to the hollow of his jaw, taking his time to enjoy and give such careful attention to every motion.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

(( Helloo! Hi yes so, little announcement: Jack and I decided we wanted to explore Jack with other regenerations of the Doctor, considering they've basically decided to be together for the rest of time. (Since that is actually an option to them.) THAT SAID, I made a sideblog as a home for these RPs, since this blog is advertised as Ten (and Ten is still my main) and I wanted to avoid confusion. But anyone is welcome to RP with any of my other Doctors if you would like, just send an ask! (You're all still welcome to RP with Ten as well by the way, if that's been forgotten.) I have currently just started with Eleven but I'll try out Nine and Twelve soon enough. Classic Who Doctors are still uncertain, if there's a request for them we'll see.

So, come meet the other faces of the Doctor here: the-doctor-isdying

Also, since I believe I failed at stating this earlier, I just wanted to issue a formal apology for the extended absence. But I am here and willing to write with you all again now. Still working on picking my other characters back up, but that's a different story. I am no longer going to claim attempts at being regular, but I will stand by my saying that no matter what I will always return and be very happy to RP with anyone, as long as you're patient with me at times. (Traversing the universe keeps me very busy, you know.) Ta. ))

[timebenderss]

the timelord and the impossible thing

only in series three because i got lazy

[timebenderss]

SERIOUSLY DOES NO ONE ELSE SHIP THIS AS MUCH AS I DO THIS IS MY OTP OK

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

[iwasjustsayinhello]

The words sting deep despite the delivery. And Jack has to admit that this isn’t something he doesn’t know. When he first met the Doctor after being brought back to life he was told a lot more directly and with a lot less sympathy. But after Torchwood and the world nearly ending again and finally having the Doctor back, it was an entirely knew bought of things to deal with.

He looks to the TARDIS console for a moment, then back at Ten. “Not the first time I’ve been called that,” he laughs, and while his tone is fairly even the softness of his eyes isn’t from the ease of it all, and he swallows softly when he walks around the room and looks at the main monitor to distract himself.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

"I know, I..." the Doctor sighed with a frustration aimed at himself. He knew that lighthearted reaction from Jack wasn't genuine at all. He looked up and tried to move, to go to him, but the repulsion was still kicked in, pulling him to a halt again after barely a few slow steps forward. His fingers curled in, wanting to reach out. "I'm sorry."

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Time and Sex Drive

[iwasjustsayinhello]

He hears the steps, light and quick when they enter the room, and he steadies himself, listening for the exact moment when they come near enough. He can’t help but smirk when the steps get louder, and in a split second he reaches up and grabs at the Doctors ankles with both hands and yanks his feet out from under him. “HA!” he laughs, loud and sudden and scrambles out over the railing, nearly falling himself when he manages to pin him down on his back, sitting on the others stomach.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He realized something was wrong a second too late. He reacted just quickly enough to catch his fall before he slammed face down into the grated floor, a feat that would have been near impossible for humans, yelping in surprise. "JACK." He growled, hoisting himself over onto his back, only to make another noise of exasperation when he was abruptly sat on. "That's- that's- that's not fair!" He said indignantly up at Jack. "You can't do that!"

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Time and Sex Drive

[iwasjustsayinhello]

“Ooooh hoo hooo~ Love when you get all competitive baby!” He calls, just as he rounds the same corner. But instead of carrying on he nearly rams into a wall, barely stopping in time to brace his hands on it. He can feel the TARDIS faintly around him, hear her hum and buzz with laughter, and he smirks up at the ceiling. “Two against one, huh? Always works in my favor,” he says, and then traces himself back the opposite way, picking his run back up until he manages to make it to the console room after only a few wrong turns, panting heavily.

He hears no real sign of the Doctor, and jumps over the side railing to hide in a split second decision, calming his breathing down to make it unnoticeable while he listens for any trace of the Doctor coming.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

Ten's laughter could be heard echoing down the passages, the lights pulsing in and out. The console room was quiet though, only the hums of machinery in the background. The Doctor was winding his way through the TARDIS, who opened her maze to him. He paused at the end of the hallway, glancing around, then jogged into the console room, somehow confident that Jack hadn't found his way back yet. (He could have cheated using his sonic, but oh-brilliant Time Lord didn't think of that.)

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Transcending Time | Jack & The Doctor

[iwasjustsayinhello]

The soft words didn’t catch up with him as fast as they could have. But when he could see the Doctors face again it was too late to try and figure it all out, too late to say things he knew he wanted to say in that moment, if only for himself. But while they kissed again he found himself relaxing all too easily into it, all those thoughts and ideas just falling back from the moment they were in. They’ll have plenty of time for everything else. 

They kissed for a while, bringing the moment back into heavy touches and needy tugs. Jack stumbled further into the room, pulling the Doctor with him and working at the seam of his pants to try and find the button there. “Got anything to tell me,” Jack mutters between their lips, mouth hungrily biting open the other’s as he spoke. “Now’s the time,” he said, and unclasped the Doctors belt.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He let himself fall back into it, back into the warmth life that exuded from being this close to Jack. He let his attention drift from counting his heartbeat, to matching his breath, to drawing his fingers across the small goosebumps on Jack's skin. The rapid motion of the Doctor's blood had adrenaline and oxygen wiring his brain up into these higher senses, even dipping into his ability to manipulate his perception of time to slightly slow down the moment. So enraptured he was with this that the increasing movements and finally the tug on his trousers failed to register at first (ah yes, there was further to go - how long exactly had it been since he'd done this?)

"Well..." He murmured, then suddenly snapped to attention and quickly reached down to grab Jack's wrists. "Well." He'd startled slightly but they still stood close, staring at each other again as the Doctor abruptly gathered his thoughts on this part of it. "I mean, I'm anatomically correct if that's what you want." It sounded like such a matter-of-fact statement, classic geek Doctor - but then he raised a brow, and a hint of a smirk soon followed.

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Time and Sex Drive

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Jack erupts with laughter, darting off toward the Doctor with a childish vigor. He yells after him, nearly barreling over a chair and chases him all the way down a hallway. “I can do this all night!” Jack calls after him, and just barely manages to scrape the others shoulder until he turns down the corner suddenly. “Agh! Why do I always date the runners?!”

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

Ten manages to bolt out of the console room and swerve down a hallway, ducking around a doorway and dashing down the twisting passageway. He skidded to a halt, hearts thudding in his chest. "This is my TARDIS, Jack!" He called. "You really think you can play this game with me?" He patted the wall behind him with a hint of a smile, and the TARDIS seemed to hum in response. "Atta girl." He whispered, grinning.

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Jacks steps forward, the fear of whatever this all is melting away to be replaced with something more direct. “I’m not asking, you’re telling,” he corrects, but his voice isn’t pressuring or demanding, just knowing. He can see the Doctor’s eyes attempting to avoid his own, the way they’re forced off into the opposite direction, trying so desperately to avoid him. He steps even closer. 

"Doctor," he says, a bit louder this time.

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He stands still, so still as though he could make all time stop with him. His skin still prickled from where Jack had touched him, and his stomach wouldn't unknot from the twisting he'd felt automatically when Jack had come near. And these were not things he could control, he knew, but he thought he had gotten at least a handle on how hard they hit him; apparently, his confidence in this is what had his guard down today. Despite it being something he fought against, the existence of it was something that frequently flooded the Doctor with guilt, especially the closer he got to Jack.

He tensed when Jack moved toward him, and that made him close his eyes entirely to avoid seeing Jack's reaction. He pressed his hands to the console and took a breath before opening his eyes again.

"It's not..." He began in a murmur, "It's not your fault, Jack. I just... I can't help it, I told you. It's just a gut reaction." It was rather a turnaround from the first time he had explained this, all matter-of-fact and unabashed. Now he didn't want to run away from Jack, even though something in him told him he should. "I'm a Time Lord, you're a time anomaly; I can't replace my instincts that tell me you're just... wrong."

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Harkness breathes in slowly, watching the way the Doctor refuses to meet his eyes, knows the look too well. He can see the conflict, and he knows this is something deeper, something he isn’t supposed to really know. He doesn’t say anything though, just looks to the Doctor in a way that says everything he really doesn’t understand, makes himself vulnerable enough to deserve the truth and refuses to look away. 

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

He can feel Jack looking at him, just looking, so deserving of answers but not deserving of the sad knowledge. And for the sake of honesty he wanted Jack to know, but the Doctor was also well aware of the protection ignorance brought.

"Jack... please. Don't ask. Just... just don't." He shook his head slowly and turned away.

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

[iwasjustsayinhello]

It was like a spark of fire, all of the sudden fright the Doctor exuded, going from zero to sixty and reeling it all back at Jack for the cause. He was frozen in place by the time to Doctor had managed to speak again, hands raised with innocence and eyes wide.

"What are you- what was that?”

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

Ten stared until his eyes tore away as though he couldn't bear to look at Jack anymore. He dragged a hand down his nose and mouth, inhaling sharply. "You surprised me..." He mumbled, an answer that didn't really count as an explanation his alarm required. He wouldn't meet Jack's eyes, trying to squint back the guilt that weighed heavily in his expression. "It's nothing. I'm sorry." He didn't want to have to explain this to Jack... he really, really didn't want to.

[iwasjustsayinhello]

Take Me For What I Am

The Doctor had been loud enough all morning to beat the sleep out of Jack, and when the Captain manged to make his way into the console room he grunted a hello at the other and stretched in the entry way. His suspenders hung off the sides of his legs, and he tucked his undershirt into his pants as he walked down the path to the control panel where the Doctor was talking on about something he just remembered, recalling a story of a planet or some other that apparently just had to be retold to Jack as soon as possible. 

"All this couldn’t wait until after a cup of coffee?" Jack asked, walking over and placing his hand on the others shoulder. 

[newworldsandimpossiblethings]

Something had the Doctor worked up today, getting him going with gadgets pulled apart and put back together and long equations going on stacks of paper; full-on Time Lord mode to the utmost definition of the his abilities. His head was clanging with the noise of the universe as he drowned it out in his own way. Still utterly distracted when Jack entered the room, he continued rambling out words quickly and circumventing the console up to where his back was to his companion.

Then Jack touched him, and it was like he'd been struck. He flinched so noticeably it was alarming, jerking away from the hand and turning rapidly to face the captain. His eyes had widened and his breath drew shallow - he seemed as much shocked and horrified by the reaction as the reaction itself. He still slowly stepped back a few more paces with almost unconscious movements.

"...I... I... I-I'm sorry, Jack, I..." He finally stammered out in a low voice, a desperate attempt at covering up what had just happened, but there was no way to make light of it now. The complete lack of relaxation in every bit of his body language defied that chance.