Dec 17, 2025
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doesn't sound so bad. from the 12th doctor
@nevercruel ; meme (accepting)
❛ no, i suppose it doesn't. ❜ she has to agree because the doctor has a point. after all, this situation that they've found theirselves in could be a million times worse. they know what they're facing this time, they know how to win. but sophia still feels like it's too easy. the doctor, however, doesn't seem phased at all. maybe she'd do well to follow his example. ❛ i guess we better go and... you know, win. ❜
❝ hey! ❞ it's all steam and water and suffocating heat and jenny can't see a thing. the drink's not boiling yet, but it'll damn well get there. it's already up to her waist, and rising, and all she can think every half second is : but why is a ship flooding in the vacuum of space? every other half - second she's thinking : drowning in a little hatch would be terrible. the rest of her crewmates had taken shelter on the upper decks, carrying all the loot they could carry. pirates. it'd seemed a good idea at the time, joining up. another adventure! now she's chest-deep ( it's going so fast, is it being pumped? pressurized? but from where? there's not enough water in the coolant system, she'd know! ) in water and grabbing for someone she can't see. her feet weren't on the floor anymore. she's squinting through the mist, stretching her hand out. hopefully they could see it. her other hand is holding a control tablet aloft, thumb hovering over a button.
❝ take my hand! when it gets high enough, grab a rafter, and i'll - i'll open the bay doors, okay? ❞ she couldn't do it before, they might end up crashing right through the airlock at the other end of the corridor.
@nevercruel liked for a starter : for the tenth doctor.
@nevercruel said : i'm a foolish old man. from 15
❝ well, you said it. ❞ and they won't hear her disagree. not yet, anyway. jenny's content to sit shoulder to shoulder, their legs swinging over the open expanse of space. she brings a hand up to pick at the plaster stuck to her face - call it a souveneir from their most recent escapade. it was itchy, and besides, she normally healed up pretty quick. didn't know why, but she'd noticed. pulling it off, she stares down at it. it's all hearts and stars. did he go out and buy them like that, or did the tardis make them? jenny shifts, shoving it into her pocket. she's not a monster - she's not going to space-litter. her head comes to rest on his shoulder.
❝ 'course you forgot the rest, hm? here, i'll help - i'm a foolish old man, and you're very very clever, jenny, and i'll never doubt you again. and also, ❞ jenny yawns, smiling. ❝ i'll take you to space woodstock. ❞
❝ promise me you won't overreact. ❞
@nevercruel, for any doctor.
Is this for real? Or is this just funny? (from the 12th doctor)
❛⠀ can't it be both? ❜⠀ in their world, one notion rarely disqualified the other; on the contrary, it was typically the sort of thing that made her rush into the tardis without question. only difference was, it was usually the doctor dragging her towards the impossible, yet funny and real thing, prattling on about how this descendant of the elephant developed wings just like dumbo on one of earth's colonies in the 57th century, taunting her to challenge him about the accuracy of the nonsense he was spewing.
her real but funny event was considerably less dramatic.
❛⠀ it'll only take you a few hours, and i left you plenty of reading material, ❜⠀ she says, resting a hand on a pile of novels, fingers drumming against the paperback cover of 'the thorn birds'.⠀❛⠀ sit and wait for the guy to arrive. open the door, let him in and then wait for him to leave. three hours at most ... maybe five. please, doctor. i need the sink fixed and i got class. ❜⠀
@nevercruel / sc.
❛ i'm not staring, i'm admiring. ❜
❛ today isn’t your day, is it? ❜ from the 15th doctor
"bite me." said with raised eyebrows and a look up through eyelashes; she tries desperately to keep the rest of what's in her arms in her arms and not on the floor. you ever have a day like that, though? "one thing goes wrong," continuing a thought in her head out loud, like the two of them are connected through the brain, like they were all those years ago, "and the rest just follows after?"