#screamedgenius

[theverylast-blog1]

( Continued from here X )

@screamedgenius

     The doctor gave an involuntary tsk, rolling his eyes at her, his arms folded. “I thought j e a l o u s y was such a HUMAN emotion; why’s it so incomprehensible to you?” He asked her, genuinely sincere, not bothering to hide the ANNOYANCE in his voice. Not necessarily annoyance at her, per se, but rather annoyance at himself for bringing it up in the first place. “I have a point though; every place we land, no matter what era, planet, galaxy, WHEREVER there’s a bloke you’re off chasing him down before I’ve even properly parked the TARDIS!”

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

“Don’t get cut on my edges.” [//also from oswin bc why not xD ]

“Considering that I have just as many at yours, we could always see if it fits. You know, like puzzle pieces.” 

[notmyjeepyoucreep]

“I’m unforgiven.” [//from oswin tbh]

“We all have things we regret doing, that doesnt mean you have to define yourself by that for the rest of your life.” 

[mahiaemerga-blog]

                                           { @screamedgenius }

            “ I fear that you are not making any sense! “

[tiimeworn-blog]

   @screamedgenius - ship aesthetic

[tiimeworn-blog]

@screamedgenius ( from here )

“Aaah, that was a rhetorical question!” In his irritation, he delivered a sharp kick to the underside of the console, which of course did nothing to help. If anything, it appeared to only make the shaking and rocking of the TARDIS worse. And give him a sore foot. Gritting his teeth, he held on to the edge of the console, wrestling with the aforementioned lever which wasn’t supposed to be life-threatening in any way. But he’d noticed it, thought about how it wasn’t one he often pulled, and thought, Well, what could possibly go wrong? The answer to that was obvious enough. But it wasn’t the TARDIS, he knew. Wherever they were, something was messing with her systems. Or at least, he thought something was. Because if his time machine really did have a life-threatening lever, then it might have been a sign that he should step back and take a look at his life choices of the past twelve hundred years. “I’m trying!” he assured her, still struggling with the controls. “I don’t know what’s wrong, but you’d better brace yourself. Things could get a bit bumpy...er.” The ship jerked again, throwing him over the console, and he scrabbled to get her under control. Come on, come on...

[tiimeworn-blog]

@screamedgenius ( from here )

For a planet in this region of the universe, this close to one of the brightest suns ever found by intergalactic travellers, it was rather cold. Freezing, really, although the Doctor was able to adjust his body temperature well enough so that it wasn’t really a bother him. It didn’t stop him wondering why the weather was so strange, though. Maybe it was just extreme climate change. That was bound to happen at some point on any world with an advanced enough population. But he couldn’t help thinking that there was something more...either way, there were other things to deal with. And he loved a good mystery. His thoughts were brought away from it momentarily, however, when he noticed Clara’s shivering. Of course the cold would have been worse for her. And he’d gotten used to it by now, so he shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around her, rubbing her shoulders a little to try and warm her up faster. They walked on as she spoke, and he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination or if he really was blushing a little bit. “You’re welcome,” he replied with a bright-eyed smile. “Can’t have you getting a cold when there’s work to be done. It’ll be hard enough without a runny nose and lots of sneezing.”

[tiimeworn-blog]

lick clara || accepting!!

a brief period of silence follows the doctor’s action, a faintly d i s g u s t e dlook resting on clara’s features. she finally turns her gaze upon him, slowly, eyes narrowing just a little and arms folding across her chest. she straightens her posture a little, as if trying to make it clear she means BUSINESS. “doctor. you licked me. why did you lick me?”

...

for science?