oh my word!

Just one small question: why do you want to blow up the world?

[verycivilofyou]

( JAMIE‌ !

“Och, don’t talk nonsense.” 

Jamie rolled his eyes, expression an even match between fondness and exasperation as he nudged his shoulder sidelong into the Doctor’s. 

“Thinkin’ about the seaside willnae keep ye warm all on it’s own. There isnae a man alive who can keep out the cold by sheer force'ae his will.”

He gave away his delight with soft laughter and a self-satisfied smile.

“It does me some good, anyway,”  he said. Strangely enough, his breath failed to rise in the chilled air.  “And it might do you. The important thing is that you needn’t worry about me at all, Jamie; I promise you I shall manage more capably than your knees do in this weather!”

The Doctor looked up. Light snow was beginning to fall and evening was settling in.

“Besides. It’s only a little ways further on, isn’t it?”  He may yet have cause to reassure himself as much as the boy.  “Try and keep up, won’t you!”

[verycivilofyou]

@ohhfiddle​ asked for adventure a million years ago.

❝ Doctor, can’t– oh can’t we have a proper Christmas? Please? ❞

      “ Proper? ”     Lights winked down at the pair from above, hung in neat scallops over shop windows and criss-crossing through the trees that reached out into the square. People walked easy all around them, talking with their friends, festive tissue-paper poking out happily from the bags that swung at their elbows. Scents of fresh snow and crackling chestnuts danced through the air, and life, for the moment, couldn’t feel brighter. The Doctor stopped to smile at Victoria, patting the back of her hand as they stood arm in arm.

“ What a splendid idea...! ”  he said with dawning excitement.  “ I must say, all of this has rather put me in the mood, myself. When we return to the TARDIS, we shall decorate her for a Christmas to remember, hm? But before we do, I think we had better pick out a few small things to bring back. Don’t you agree? ”

[colachampagnedad]

me: *knows*

[butterflypeaflowertea]

i love antics and shenanigans. also tomfoolery

[rosecrystal]

unfortunately for everybody i will keep doing whatever i want

[firelorcl]

i scare people lots because i walk very softly and they don’t hear me enter rooms so when they turn around i’m just kind of there and their fear fuels me

[verycivilofyou]

You'd never lie to me, would you Doctor?

  AH. HERS WAS A QUESTION  that, no matter how many times it had been or would ever be asked throughout his long life, always troubled him to answer.  “Hm?”  he hummed his usual hum, perhaps his way of wicking time away. And then he looked up from his reading and gingerly closed the book on his hand as a temporary placeholder: he intended to return to it, momentarily. The face he saw twinged his hearts – a friend, something of a daughter to him, someone he intended never to come to harm. She was in his care, this young girl, and she trusted him. But words taste bitter on a hostage tongue – what mattered, he hastened to tell himself, was the intention behind them.

  “ Lie? Oh no, no, I shouldn’t think so… Why, has something been worrying you? ”

[verycivilofyou]

( DOCTOR ! | @relativehumanity​ .

The Doctor’s expression darkened even further. 

“Oh– no, no no, I fear they’re doing the exact opposite,” he said grimly, already starting off at a brisk pace back in the direction of the tunnels, grabbing Jamie’s hand to pull him along after him. “Throwing the gate open all the way, tearing that hole in time and space wide enough for travel through it…. oh, why do people never listen?”

He’d told Dr Wudao when they’d first arrived that it would be a terrible idea, that it would only mean destruction for the whole settlement…. but it appeared she was not about to take no for an answer. 

“If it’s left open too long, it could tear the whole planet apart!”

Jamie stumbled along after the Doctor, picking up a slight jog.

“But-- how’ll we get back to ‘em?”  He struggled to get a word in over the commotion.  “The tunnel’s collapsed!”  At least, there was no going back the way he had come from, no doubt about that. It occurred to him that the Doctor had arrived from another direction, and he glanced about to catch sight of anything unusual. How had the Doctor managed to traverse such a distance over barren ground in the midst of what was quickly becoming a war zone, let alone find him again?

“Not tae mention the radio tower stopped workin’ ages ago...”

[themoralpuppingtonarchive-deact]

eggsoskeleton‌:

*looks in a mirror* you again

[verycivilofyou]

hey, hey? happy week of the moon landing, all you all :’)

[honeywives]

people who slander dandelions are so boring. oh you don’t like weeds?? you don’t want to see my yard absolutely covered in fairy pom poms motherfucker??? get bent 

[audarcy]

gays and neurodivergent ppl are obsessed with cryptids, the fae, liminal spaces, etc because we often exist on the fringe of society and lack well-defined social identities, feeling such acute isolation from the “normal” world that we align ourselves more with things that are literally not of this world. in this essay i will

[who-is-a-heretic-now]

my point… my point is…..

dolphins

that’s my point

big brains….

size o f

?????????

damned

big brains

the lot of them

not to mention the WhALeS

brain CITY

[novice-heartbreaker-deactivated]

my aesthetic is making other people feel genuinely important and loved.

[verycivilofyou]

( QUESTIONS FIRST !

It hadn’t escaped her notice that one of the little non-human dots on the readout had to be him. It was there, plain as day, for her to see– but he wasn’t an immediate threat, so not a priority for the moment. (There was a short-range blaster tucked in the inside pocket of her jacket… she’d use it if she had to, but he’d given her no reason to just yet.)

Okay, she signed, reaching out to pluck the floating tablet out of the air and stowing it under her arm as she turned to head for the blast doors at the end of the corridor. Lower levels are this way. You going to tell me your name?

  “Oh, very good. I’m glad you agree.”  The stranger who belonged to the nearest non-human dot on the map beamed and followed after her with a marked bounce in his step, quite as though they weren’t about to go and track down multiple potential alien invaders in an underground facility several stories beneath the ground. He even chuckled a little to himself.  “Ye-es, I suppose that would be the polite thing to do. The Doctor,”  he waved a hand through the air.  “At your service. And what do they call you, hm?”

The blast doors were terribly impressive, and as they came at them from this angle, the Doctor thought he was very glad indeed not to have to work around them on his own in order to investigate further.

[verycivilofyou]

Happy Father’s Day!!! { Two is the only valid dad }

     “Victoria,”  said the Doctor fondly.  He gathered both of her hands in his. They felt small and familiar and precious, and they also spoke of a promise he had made. Ever since the death of her true father, Victoria had made a home for herself in the TARDIS and with Jamie and the Doctor himself, moment by moment, day by day. They’d become quite the little family of travellers, displaced out of time and space – but she would never forget her father, nor would the Doctor forget the sacrifice he had made, and rightfully so. That she had come to name the Doctor as such a figure in her life, and alongside such a noble example, warmed his hearts, and made him all the more determined to provide what home for her that he could.  “Thank you, my dear. What a thoughtful and dear, dear daughter you are.”

[wizened-beanie-baby-moved]

I don’t have a train of thought I have seven trains on 4 tracks that narrowly avoid each other when the paths cross and all the conductors are screaming