eleventh and tenth doctor +/x reader incorrect quotes (+ companions)
(used the generator from perchance.org)
Y/N: Doctor, remember when you said you weren’t going to interfere with my love life? Doctor: No, that doesn’t sound like me at all. ~~~ Y/N: Italics. Doctor: Yeah, Italians.
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Y/N: What’s your greatest weakness? Doctor: Interpreting the semantics of a question, but ignoring the pragmatics. Y/N: Could you give an example? Doctor: Yes, I could.
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Amy: Shh, here comes Rory! Y/N: Quick, Doctor, start talking about boring nerd stuff! Doctor: You know, nerd culture is mainstream now, so when you use the word “nerd” derogatorily, it means you’re the one that’s out of the zeitgeist. Y/N: Yes, that’s perfect. Just like that.
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Doctor: I printed up a bunch of fake safety inspection certificates. Go slap one on anything that looks like a lawsuit. Rory: Doctor, is that legal? Doctor: When the cops aren’t around, anything’s legal!
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Rory: Amy, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason. Amy, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than her size: Spooky.
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Amy: Y/N, fuck off. Amy: And by "fuck off" I mean "fuck off right back here and listen", you insufferable prick.
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Y/N: What are you doing here? Doctor: I could ask you the same question. Y/N: I live here. This is my house. Doctor: I should probably ask you a different question.
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Amy: Guys, I have a question. Y/N: kys <3 Amy: I love you too. Rory: Ah, yes. Siblings.
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Rory: Oh, so when crows remember people who wronged them and hold grudges, its “intelligent” and “really cool”. Rory: But when I do it, I’m “petty” and “need to let it go”.
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Doctor: Good morning! Y/N: Is it? Is it really?
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Clara: Y/N likes to win. When they were 8, a little Club Scout friend of theirs bragged they could sell the most cookies. Clara: Damned if Y/N didn't walk the neighborhood till they got blisters on their feet, and won by 10 boxes. Clara: Best part is, Y/N wasn't even a Club Scout.
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Clara: You can do it Y/N! Clara: But if you can't, at least your death will be quick, painless, and really cool to watch.
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Clara: *casually taking four stairs at a time* Y/N, falling behind, taking two stairs at a time: Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fu-
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*Y/N rushes by with an armful of water bottles* Ten: What's going on? Eleven: Y/N wouldn't drink water. Ten: ...And? Eleven: And I asked them how fast they could chug an entire bottle. Y/N, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS, BITCHES!
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Y/N: Here comes the lightning! Y/N, whispering: You've got to imagine it coming out my fingertips, wherein I am an almighty wizard. Ten: Ok, currently imagining that. Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all.