"YYYAAAAAAAAAS....!"
"....wow, someone just said...uh, either, 'let's touch some moss,' or 'blood loss,' and either way, I blacked out for a second."
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"YYYAAAAAAAAAS....!"
"....wow, someone just said...uh, either, 'let's touch some moss,' or 'blood loss,' and either way, I blacked out for a second."
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"You said you would keep trying!"
Angsty sentence starters.
“HOW HAVE I NOT?!”
With a single sweep of his arm, and a roar from the gut, the contents of his workbench clash and shatter.
For the first time since Zinnia’s birth, Koschei is the Master, a fury brimming with explosive physical violence. Entirely, irony of ironies, because of the Doctor’s accusations.
“I don’t UNDERSTAND, Thete! Why this antagonism? I give you every minute of every day of my life, if it’s not for you it’s for our baby, I let you coom and go as you please, cavort with any friends you LIKE, go on ‘SAVING’ people, one project after anootha to outrun, to outrun … that black hole in your chest, and I love even THAT part of you! What else am I meant to DO? I, I anonymously donated my own medical inventions to Martha Jones’s hospital; I wired Donna Noble’s husband a raise; I talked to Nyssa in disguise to help her cope over her father; I apologized, cried, to Jo; I got Lucy in counseling; is it Bill? Because we haven’t found Bill yet.”
Frantically, he seizes her by the arms, and shakes her, once.
“ANSWER ME, is it BILL? Is that why you’re angry? Is that why you’re DISAPPOINTED? How am I NOT trying? TELL ME WHAT TO DO!”
I am a tiger, I am an inferno, and I don’t know what to do.
A reminder, Sassshine is just a couple of angels who got married.
*Three Doctors dogpile Missy*
*squeaks* I REGRET NOTHING!
The Doctor ran up to Jack and picked him up, spinning him around in a big old hug.
His yelp of confusion quickly changed to a giggle fit. Oh how he missed this man, his Doctor. The most handsome man to have stolen Jack’s heart and he couldn’t have been happier about it.
“Hello cariad.”
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"Hey, Angel." The Doctor approaches Gabe and gently pulls him closer and into a kiss, one hand sliding up into his golden curls. "Been missin' you. How're you doing?"
“ … huh? Hey …! Hey, Lil Dreamer.”
Gabriel may, in reality, be a massive celestial entity, but he takes comfort in the smallness of his vessel whenever the Doctor is around. The lethargy of his movements is the only thing signifying he is emotionally, spiritually unwell; he hides the rest like an expert lifelong charlatan and peacemaker.
Still, he crawls, truly crawls, into the Doctor’s lap. The feeling of fingers in his hair is welcome in this particular case, though often, with others, cause to shudder and recoil with awful memories of bad touch. Now, he nuzzles into it.
“I feel kinna like tepid tea today.”
Frozen Light
Jenny was completely oblivious to her surroundings, as she was staring down at her phone, obviously busy with something. She has spent many lifetimes surrounded by the sounds of warfare, and was unfazed by the commotion around her, as she walked down a sidewalk in London. She grumbled to herself, as she typed on her phone, “Why do you have to be so bloody difficult this time?”
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“How exactly am I lookin’ at you?”
Hazel eyes are wide and manic, her blonde hair a mess. Honestly, the Doctor looks exactly as you’d expect her to after falling hundreds of feet out of her TARDIS.
“Actually, start over. Who’re you? D’you know who I am? No, really. D’you know?”
“ ...like you don’t KNOW me. ”
it hurts more than it should, not to be recognized. she’s clearly just regenerated — clothes TOO BIG &. fit for a rather tall man, not the much shorter woman she was now. a bit of amnesia was hardly the strangest thing rose had dealt with post-regeneration — it was certainly better than the other being COMATOSE — but it still managed to cut at deeply set insecurities
just her luck, really. rose FINALLY meets up with the doctor again &. it’s like she never existed. “ YEAH. you’re the doctor, &. i’m... ” disposable. “ i’m ROSE. ”