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[forgediinfire]

"Never going to get that talk on the beach, am I? We're just going to keep going and going until it's forgotten."

"I'm doing my best, Yaz," she replies, a tightness in her expression. "I'd meant for us to go to the beach, but the TARDIS had other plans. What d'you want me to do?"

[rebelliousfamily]

Send a 📸 to see 3-5 pictures that my muse has/has taken of your muse(s) // For Robin from Nancy!!!

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robin just: she's so pretty i want to cry

[itsbitmxdinhere]

Commission for ➳ @exclusivelywritesgays​

So this was very exciting to make bc the concepts are waaay too different, one is more slow and mellow and the other is super chaotic but still has a story behind aswell thank you again for commissioning this I hope you like both of them ^^ ❣

Ronance Video

Steddie Video

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“can you please stop moving your mouth so i can kiss you?” //Dina to ABBY

"i--" abby stops moving her mouth alright, but that's because her jaw practically drops to the floor, which really isn't very conducive to a proper kiss. so she snaps it back shut, inhaling deeply through her nose and trying (and failing) not to look like she's panicking as much as it is. she nods, because she doesn't have the words to answer, but she realizes that dina can't kiss her if she does that either and makes herself stop that too, laughing nervously. fuck. she figures this is as explicit permission as she's ever going to get though, so she takes the plunge herself, leaning down and pulling dina in to kiss her hard before she can overthink it any further.

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@exclusivelywritesgays​​ liked this (and you can too!) for a starter! [For Dina!!!]

“Okay, so I still steal extra servings of beef jerky.. What can I say, Old habits die hard, right?” That, and it was an excellent snack for when she wandered off on her own. Of course, she hadn’t expected to get caught, again.  

[forgediinfire]

"I need more explanation here. Wife?" -Obvi FROM Yaz

"Not sure what more needs explainin'. I was married. To a woman. So she was my wife. 'Course I was a man twice over back then. Three times over, if you're technical, but I didn't actually marry her until the next one. Ah, those old bowties. I bet I still have a few in the wardrobe somewhere!"

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❝ but i loved you with every bit of my heart. did you ever love me? ❞

The Doctor knows too well what's coming. Everything has it's time, and it everything dies. She said that, once, a long time ago. And no one is more acquainted with death than she.

What she is unwilling to do is drag Yazmin Khan down into the dark with her.

"No."

The Doctor's voice wavers, but her resolve remains strong.

"Yaz... I'm sorry if I misled you. If I made you think... this was something more than it was. I... I care about you. But I don't love you."

I can't.

She doesn't wait to watch Yaz's face crumple, to see her heart break. The Doctor turns back to the console and begins to type in coordinates to Sheffield, grateful Yaz can't see her expression either.

"I'll take you home."

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❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜ //from Yaz babey

"Am I?" The Doctor glances down at her jumper, but then drops her goggles back down and returns to her work.

"Must've picked it out of the wardrobe by mistake. Dead comfy though." The sly grin on her lips, however, betrays the possibility that it might have been intentional.