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#{ someone talk to me about martha jones' ptsd }#{ someone talk to me about the fact that she has flashbacks & recollections of a war that to everyone else //isn't real// }#{ talk to me about the fact that she can't tell anyone because nobody remembers except her family }#{ talk to me about the amount of GUILT she has over the fact that they remember so she can't ever talk to them about it }#{ talk to me about the fact that SHE WALKED THE ENTIRE EARTH }#{ spreading one word one story }#{ talk to me about the woman who saw a man throw himself in the line of fire so she would live }#{ talk to me about the woman who saw /so many/ die }#{ who lives with all these ghosts in her bones & in her soul }#{ & they're alive & okay but /god/ she can't forget when they weren't }#{ when she wasn't quick enough when she didn't succeed fast enough }#{ TALK TO ME ABOUT MARTHA MOTHERFKING JONES }#( &. this is me — getting out. )#{ I GET SO EMOTIOAN L GOD }#x

Hey I want to join the DW fandom so bad because they all seem so nice. Do you have any suggestions for a really out there blog that might be really cool?

This fandom is so incredibly welcoming, I’ve only been a part of it for a really short time but they have all been so nice & great you don’t even know. As for blog suggestions, the other day I was actually thinking about how freaking cool it would be if someone made a blog for the Meta-Crisis Tenth Doctor. God I would kill for a blog like that. Or a Mickey, he’s so underrated man.

Or a Thomas Milligan oh my God.

#{ THOMAS MILLIGAN }#{ THE MAN WH O SACRIFICED HIS LIFE & }#{ DOESN't EVEN KNOW IT }#{ THE MAN WHO SH E FELL IN LOVE WITH EVEN IN ANOTHER UNIVERSE I'M SO }#{ don't talk to me about any of these characters tbh }#( &. this is me — getting out. )#( &. dear sara. )#( &. hidden identity. )

whispers guess who’s back, back again, & to so many new followers too! I can’t believe it, thank you all so much for deeming my blog worth a follow! please allow me a little while to go through the blogs & follow back. in the meantime, like this post for a starter & if you’d like to plot, please feel free to IM me! It would honestly make me very happy as this blog will be more plot-focused than anything.

Here’s my permanent starter call by the way, it’s your friend if you’d like to interact.

#( &. this is me — getting out. )#{ I love my tags here gosh }#x #{ I do request you angels read my guidelines though! }#{ I LOVE EVERYONE HERE SO MUCH }#{ I'll do these in la mañana }#{ is that even the correct way to say it? }

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I LOVE YOU ALL; i planned to do this when i reached five hundred, but then new people just came running in and i reached six hundred! just imagine me hugging all of you, because that’s how i feel. i’ve had clara for over a year now, and let me tell you————i’ve met some amazing people, and made even more really great friends. i’m just constantly in awe of so many people; there’s so much creativity in all of you and i’m unbelievably honored to be a part of that. it doesn’t matter if we’ve known each other for years, or for days, or if we don’t really know each other at all, i absolutely adore each and every one of you.

MY SUNS & STARS; aka my favorite people throughout all of time and space. i truly do love and treasure all of you!

@anarchiisms. my wonderful girlfriend! i love you!! you brighten up my days and i just feel that it’s an honor to even know you, let alone be able to call you mine. mushy emotions aside, you’re a fantastic writer with bucky; i don’t care what anyone may say, but you truly do bring him to life. in your hands he’s not just a fictional character, you make him real. you’ll always be the bucky to my clara.

@sonicwielding & @codenamevibe. bean! i can’t quite even remember how we became friends?? it was so random, but then you made ten & yeah we just really hit it off from there. not only are you a great writer, but you’re an amazing friend! my verse with you is one of my favorite things ever. i adore that we’ve reached the point where we can just send each other random messages with no context in the middle of the night tbh.

@waiitress & @bitfoxy & @prettyroman. once upon a time, i was incredibly intimidated by you, cass. fast forward to now, and you’re honestly one of my best friends. turns out we’re two halves of one whole… if said whole person was an asshole tbh. honestly though, you’re so talented in everything that you do. i’m so glad that we’re friends, and that i’m able to create and write out such wonderful plots with you!

@timeweary. lorr is lame. NEXT! ———just kidding! at first you and i didn’t speak much, and then it was like a switch was flipped and now whenever i feel the need to i just message and freak out to you. not to mention our skype shenanigans, which is a weird combination of us and then some crack!clara&twelve. you will forever be my savior, for helping me with my one html problem. i feel so lucky to be able to write with you, and unlike our muses who won’t say it, unless one happens to be drunk, i’m perfectly able to tell you that i adore and love you! ( p.s. want to do crazy lame photoshop edits? i’m your girl & my submit is always open for them! )

@liightfooted. megan, our origin story goes all the way back to my old blog. i followed you here but wasn’t sure if you’d remember me or if you’d want to write with me again. and then you messaged me! it wasn’t even that long ago but there’s been so much flailing and emotion having on skype, and you should know that i’m so happy to write with you again. barry allen is so precious to me, and you capture him so wonderfully. at the moment barry and clara are just my absolute favorite thing, and i can’t wait to see all the places we take them.

@ofmoondust. my smol child of the stars. maddie, i can’t even begin to talk about how much i love and adore you. you’re able to take an idea and just bring it to life. i’m always iffy about related original characters or children of so-and-so, but isadora is so real to me. not only do you give her strengths, but you manage to give her weaknesses and faults too. you are my child, just like i’m your mum.

@fiivealarmfiire. first off, i love hunter, and i love your hunter even more! honestly i hear his voice in everything that you write. seriously, are you sure you don’t provide the show with his dialogue? ‘cause i think you do tbh. i can’t wait to explore our little au even more; their dynamic is just too hilarious, and yet it’s so real and emotional. & in response to your promo/biaslist/followforever thing——bro request accepted!

@vitess. i truly think it’s hilarious that we both basically stalked the other for the longest time without ever actually saying anything. tbh i picture it that we just stared at each other from opposite sides of a room, completely oblivious the other was creepin. i love it though! the thing about eobard, i think, is that one could either get him spot on, or just crash and burn. he’s such an interesting and complex character, with so many dimensions we’ve never even seen! and you just write him perfectly!! also your autoplay is my one true weakness right now. i absolutely cannot wait to write more with you in the future.

@bronzetyler. cas, we haven’t been friends long, but i adore you already. you have such a great grasp of rose, and you do her so much justice that i could cry tears of happiness tbh; rose is so precious to me, and you are too now. i’m very excited for the random adventures that we’ll throw at clara and rose,

MY FAVORITE CONSTELLATIONS; people that i write with and/or stalk on my dash, that maybe i’m a bit too afraid to actually talk to.

@madeleventh, @walkedstars, @passingidiot, @krigarofwar, @boolord (qxill), @ownheroism, @spookyspacedad (hotspacedad), @ofarchaeology. @screamingxnius, @beckybxrnes. @thinemothersdrapes, @spacewiiitch. @soldiierman. @jovrnalist, @shieldwielder, @saidrun, @agentqvake, @addictedtobeinghimself, @champiiion. @lovedtombs, @fuckyourmansplaining, @dualhearted, @ofduties, @xanabiosis, @mentorii, @khrxnos. @futureboii, @chaxswalking, @fromsokovia, @flirtingtrap, @ouroborcs, @unearthlyspook (unearthlydctor), @walkedgraves, @victoriian, @nctdeadyet, @ofmoraljustice, @harvalle, @augmentxd, @walkedearth, @gravelsoul, @awaiit, @percergos, @mxstxr, @positronify, @dxctorofliess, @bandiitry, & many more! ( blogroll )

#{ oh my goodness thank you so much!! }#{ congratulations you're amazing ok }#impcssibly #( &. follow forever. )#( &. this is me — getting out. )#( &. you can just come & go but some of us have got to queue behind. )

champiiion:

SO IT’S BEEN A YEAR….

and i’m too lazy to try and make a graphic, so have this ood icon instead ( aka my legacy ).

i thought i’d just give a little s/o to some very special people; honestly, this is the longest i’ve had a muse, and it’s always been fun. there’s never honestly been a time where i’ve considered leaving the doctor, and that’s partly because i’ve had the pleasure to write with and meet some incredible people. there’s so so many of you, too many, for me to list you all, so bear with me. and thank you all so much for sticking with me this long! really? it’s incredible. you’re incredible. don’t let anyone tell you different.

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#{ I can't b eLIEVE this oh my god }#{ ps ily most }#( &. follow forever. )#champiiion #( &. this is me — getting out. )

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#{ ok ok I /never/ reblog my fc ooc bu t }#{ I saw this &?? }#{ c'mon aren't you glad I reblogged this I'm just }#( &. cast. )#( &. you know what? I am good. )#( &. photos. )#( &. you can just come & go but some of us have got to queue behind. )

champiiion:

HE’S ISN’T GOING TO pretend he isn’t flattered by the compliment; because it is a COMPLIMENT coming from her, the woman who’d said ‘as far as I’m concerned, you’ve got to earn that title.’ LOOKS LIKE HE EARNED IT. Only a man filled with that ascetic quality of self-deprecation would find the way she looked up at him with those big, blinking, black-brown eyes irksome —- again, he catches himself pondering how NICE it is to have someone along for the ride. She’s so different from what he’s grown used to, but he’s adjusting. With a grin cracking across his features he fiddles with the TARDIS console a bit more, head swinging on his neck with an exaggerated roll like it’s about to pop off.

❝ What? ‘M not allowed to visit America now? Of course I’ve been t’America —- lovely place, well, most of it, well, parts of most of it, dunno, I fancy the people. Very loud, very boisterous some of ‘em. Spent some time in 1852 San Francisco once, now that was a RAUCOUS crowd —- also, Seattle in the twenty-fifth century, very earthy, well, it’s floatin’ by that time, so not so much earthy as it is suspended five hundred feet in air, but, they do love their anti-grav bicycles ——- ❞ Alright, if you can’t tell, he’s enjoying himself. BRAGGING is only fun if you’ve got someone to brag to, and he hasn’t had that in a very long while.

He leaves her with a feeling not unlike whiplash — one second he’s here, the next he’s there. It’s not about the speed & almost effortless ( seemingly careless ) skill with which he maneuvers his TARDIS ( which was bigger on the inside — still getting used to that ) but there’s something about him. There’s an almost satisfied look on his face when she calls him by his name — Doctor, & yet, it doesn’t quite reach his eyes. She almost asks him, voices her questions aloud — why. Was she doing something wrong already? & yet a part of her knows she can’t ask, not now, perhaps just not yet ( she won’t forget the way he had SHUT DOWN on her when she’d asked about his home. )

❛ I ‘dunno, just seems a bit far away is all. Which sounds silly, now that I think about it. I mean — we saw Shakespeare! ❜ There’s a wide smile on her lips at the memory. ❛ But that was still London. ❜ She’s not quite sure where she’s getting really, perhaps she wants to make sure that no silence stretches between them ( she hates that, it’s usually when he gets that far-off look in his eyes — like he wasn’t just a million miles away, but light years, planets, lifetimes away. ) Eyes WIDEN with each tale he tells, of all the different places ( & times! ) he’s seen. ❛ — Do you think you maybe I can see? ❜

#{ I'm torn between sad & happy with all our writings I s2g }#{ it's a MESS }#champiiion #( &. CHAMPIIION; ONE )#( v; doctor jones & the doctor. )#{ god idek timeline anymore what're we doing }#{ IT'S A TIMEY WIMEY MESS }#long post for ts

drummiing:

“ really? oh then they must be doing wonderful, seeing how TERRIFIC i’m doing. i’m so glad to hear. — i really ought to pay them a visit soon. it’s been far too long. “

❛ Funny, last I remember you weren’t doing so well. You can’t be here & you’re not going anywhere near my family ever again. I won’t let you, do you hear me? ❜

#{ @master really why this }#{ so glad to hear you're doing terrific I mean rlly }#{ but also please never ever worry about taking your time with me ! }#{ you're v loved }#drummiing #( &. DRUMMIING; ONE )#( v; undetermined. )

champiiion:

HIS FACE CONTORTS into an expression of befuddled amusement, well, there’s a bit of irritation mixed in, as well, but he plods ahead, regardless of the scant faith she seems to place in him. ❝ I’ve done something that’ll get us most definitely NOT KILLED any time in the foreseeable future, Martha Jones. An’ when was th’last time I got us even close to danger? ❞

She’s trying ( & utterly failing ) to bite back the smile that’s threatening to expose her amusement at how offended he seems by her question. He has no idea how much trust she places in him ( just how much she believes in everything he does ) — for someone so brilliant, she wondered how he could miss the most obvious of things. ❛ Doctor we’re always in danger. ❜ A diplomatic answer if any, as they weren’t all his fault, & she had chosen to be here ( & she didn’t regret it, not even a little. ) ❛ Alright then, what did you do? ❜

#( &. CHAMPIIION; TWO )#champiiion #( v; doctor jones & the doctor. )

throwingmysoul:

“Well, that’s not from earth. —— Can I see?”

❛ ‘dunno what you’re talking about. ❜

#{ no p e nothing non earthy here pls }#( v; undetermined. )#throwingmysoul #( &. THROWINGMYSOUL; ONE )#{ act cool acT COOL }#{ btw your fc is /gorgeous/ }

thcriddler:

❝—No idea who you’re talking about. MY name is Edward Nygma.❞ The only DOCTOR he knew was Jonathan. && he doubt she was looking for him or knew him. ❝Edward Nygma— I’m not a doctor, if anything, I was a scientist. Are you feeling all right?❞

❛ I — ❜ brows furrow in confusion, searching for a crack in his expression, for the barest hint of a smile -- only to find none. But, he looks just like him. ❛ Are you having me on? If you are, it’s not funny. ❜

#{ whispers I hope it's okay that I tagged your new blog }#{ forgive me for taking so long ! }#{ feel free to ignore this as it's been a while }#thcriddler #( &. THCRIDDLER; ONE )#( v; undetermined. )

champiiion:

HE JUST DID something very clever, and he’s waiting for her to notice.

It’s quiet — too quiet. Dark eyes turn to the Doctor, take in the expression he’s sporting, & widen, scanning their surroundings for signs of danger. Somewhat reassured that they’re not in any immediate danger, she turns to him, brows raised in query. ❛ Did you do something that might, by any chance, get us killed again? ❜

#champiiion #( &. CHAMPIIION; TWO )#{ should I be worried? }#{ ps ily }#( v; doctor jones & the doctor. )

saidrun:

❝ Who? ❞

Responding with ignorance, he is simply PRETENDING. Spreading lies, deceit, anything to erase veracity. That isn’t to say, however, he is not intrigued; intrigued by knowledge he shouldn’t even acknowledge. This woman below him ( in terms of height, at least ) has information which pertains to h i m alone. The Doctor, a man in the blue box. There are few on Earth who are aware of his existence. Oh, but PERHAPS it would be best to stop This particular knowledge is from the future. &, as a Time Lord, a being who travels through time itself, he cannot learn about it.

❝ Sorry, ah … what’s your name again? Terribly B A D with identities, me. You’re probably thinkin’ ‘m good with faces. It’s not th’ case here, unfortunately. & yeah, I understand I’ve asked before, so sincerest ( if he can even be sincere ) apologies on my behalf. ❞

Now he’s don he. She’s curious. Probably noticed the OBVIOUS lies laced around his words. He observes, watching a peculiar expression appear over her facade. No use hiding the truth any longer, eh?

❝ All right, fine. Y’got me. ‘m th’ Doctor. ❞

There’s a grin on her lips at the query — Doctor who? ❛ Exactly. ❜ & yet the smile is gone as quickly as it had come when a single realization hits her with a force that leaves her breathless — he doesn’t know her. The Doctor ( not hers, just The Doctor ) has no idea who Martha Jones is — he hasn’t met her, & yet she knows exactly who he is. ( Timey wimey was how he’d tried to explain it once, had he not? ) ❛ Sorry I meant, I don’t know who. I’ve only just heard stories. ❜ & told them too, to the whole world as she walked Earth. ( One word, one name. ) ❛ At a fan club… thing. Nobody really takes us seriously. ❜ & if she could, she would take the words back, as they sound ridiculous, even to her own ears. ❛ I’m Martha. Doctor Martha Jones. ❜

She hears the false notes only because she knows the truth ( & she wonders if he too can hear the lies amongst her words ) but says nothing. She hadn’t quite believed him the first time he’d been honest with her anyway, bit much to take in really. ❛ You are him. You look… different. ❜ Is she allowed to say that? There are theories, ones with different faces, different times, different places. ❛ But why are you here? ❜ Why now, why him & not her Doctor? ❛ Is there something wrong? ❜

#saidrun #( &. SAIDRUN; ONE )#( v; it wasn’t the goodbye that was hard — the hello all over again was. )

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#( &. playlist. )#{ what do you mean this is irrelevant to martha? }#{ excuse me this //pain// is very relevant }#{ like you can /hear/ the moment she lets go }#{ daM N son why do I do this to myself }#{ but it's so beautiful? }#{ makes me want to hate everything but in a beautiful way }#{ that makes total sense }

Angst Starter Masterlist

" Aren't you going to say something?"

" And I thought I loved you."

" And I thought you loved me."

" Angry. I'm.. I'm angry."

" Aren't you even going to cry?"

" Are you going to cry?"

" Are you crying?"

" Are you okay?"

" Ask if I'm okay. Just ask."

" And this is why I don't want to stay anymore."

" Addiction isn't the way to go, ___ "

" Are you angry with me?"

" Are you afraid?"

" And now is the part where we say goodbye."

" And now you're going to leave me!"

" Are you just going to leave me?"

" Be friends with someone else."

" Boy/Girlfriend? Is that what you thought I meant?"

" Because you're such an ass and I- I just hate you!"

" But I've changed."

" But you've changed."

" Buy yourself something nice. Because I don't want this ring."

" But.. you're still alive?"

" Can't you just let me be happy for one?!"

" Can't you be happy for once?

" Can't you just be happy for me?"

" Come on, leave already!"

" Coward. That's all you are. A coward."

" Do you even know what you've done to me?"

" Do you have any remorse? "

" Don't you dare close your eyes on me!"

" Don't you dare die."

" Don't you care about me/her/him/them anymore?"

" Don't give me that look"

" Don't you want me to be happy?"

" Dammit! Everything was just starting to get better and then you do this!"

" Damn you."

" Don't lie to me."

" Don't like to him/her/them."

" Dammit.. Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck! You fucking ass!"

" Everything is fucked up now- everything is fucked because of you!"

" Everything's gone to hell."

" Everyone hates me."

" Everyone hates you."

" Everything hurts."

" Everything's going to be okay."

" Everyone loves you, not me."

" Everything is falling apart."

" Everything fell apart and I can't pick up the pieces anymore."

" For someone whose dying, you seem kind of happy."

" Friends forever, right? Isn't that what you said?"

" Fuck off!"

" Fuck you!"

" Find a new place to live."

" Find a new girlfriend/boyfriend."

" Find a new best-friend."

" Fine. I'll leave."

" Forever and ever. That's how long I said I loved you. But you never said it back."

" Fucking hell, I hate you!"

" Get lost!"

" Get a job, you ass!"

" Get out of here!"

" Go get a life."

" Go. Just go."

" How are you still alive?"

" How long are you going to keep this up?"

" How long until you finally get lost?"

" How about I just leave."

" Hold up. You're breaking up with me?"

" Heaven doesn't exist."

" Hell is the only place we're going to be going."

" How about you leave now?"

" Is this how you're going to treat me?"

" I can't believe you."

" I'm a monster."

" I killed someone."

" I want to kill myself."

" I want to kill something."

" I'm running away."

" I'm leaving you."

" I can't look at you right now."

" I hope you die!"

" I don't understand."

" I'm so angry/sad. But you don't care."

" I can't hear anything."

" I'm dying."

" I have cancer."

" I can feel the darkness coming."

" I can't breathe."

" Just joking, I don't love you."

" Just go."

" Just leave me alone!"

" Just fuck off."

" Kill yourself. "

" Kindly get the hell away from me."

" Kids? I don't want kids."

" Kind. That's the one thing you can never manage to be."

" Lie. Just lie."

" Lie to me."

" Life is not worth living."

" Living isn't possible."

" Like I give a shit about you."

" Lies are all you're capable of."

" Lay down. It'll all be over soon."

" My heart is broken. "

" My.. everything hurts."

" My girlfriend/boyfriend left."

" My ____ is dead."

" Man, you're an asshole."

" My lies aren't working anymore."

" Mutt."

" Many times I lay awake and wonder why I'm alive anymore."

" Never again."

" Never speak to me again."

" No. I won't do it."

" No, I don't like you like that."

" No way in hell!"

" Now, now, is there really any reason to cry?"

" Now and again I really start to hate you."

" No. Stop crying, just stop it."

" Not how I wanted to spend my life."

" Never look at me again."

" People hate me."

" People hate you."

" Person? No, no. You're not a person. You're a robot."

" People like you sicken me."

" People like you deserve to die."

" Perhaps you should just leave, then."

" Piss off."

" Question: why are you still here?"

" Quiet. I'm getting sick of hearing your voice."

" Run away. That's what I'm doing."

" See? I hate you."

" See? You hate me."

" Sometimes I wonder why you stay with me."

" So.. you hate me, then?"

" So this is how it ends."

" Shoot me."

" Shit..."

" So why are you still here?"

" Sometimes people lie to me."

" Stories are just that. Stories."

" Took off with everything I had!"

" Time to go."

" This is the end. It's done."

" The story is ending now."

" This is the end."

" This is why I hate you."

" Then why do you say you love me?!"

" Unlike you I have friends."

" Unlike me, you have friends"

" Under the bed is were I have to hide from you."

" Underwater is where i want me coffin to be."

" Utter it again and I swear I'll kill you!"

" Very mature. Cunt."

" Why can't you row up?"

" Why cant you care about me?"

" Why do you hate me?"

" Why do I hate you?"

" What do you mean?"

" What?You're dying?"

" Why can't you just be you."

" When am I supposed to get my time to be happy?'

" Well. This isn't how it was supposed to end between us."

" Whatever, you asshole."

" Whenever you decide you can stand to talk to me ago, please do."

" Well. I hate you now."

" Well, you hate me now."

#( &. memes. )#{ angst is my aesthetic }#{ even if we haven't interacted I'll try my v best to roll with it }#{ who knows we might have a thread after this }#( &. this is me — getting out. )#x

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