BUT REALLY TWO LOOKS SO SEXY IN THAT COAT.
I CAN NOT HANDLE HIM IN THAT COAT.
So furry coats are fine but furry faces are bad then
YES FURRY COATS ARE HOT
FURRY HAIRY NASTY BEARDY FACES ARE DISGUSTING
Excuse you
“And it wasn’t yours? Good, then you just have an unfortunate resemblance to a insane Time Lord with a marching band in his head. Sorry, to bother you. I’ll drop you back where I found you… Actually tell me more about this show.”I shrugged “Well it’s a show following The Do-” I stopped and sighed “You. Through everything all the adventures, regenerations, you get the point.” I rubbed my head. I avoided telling you about how much of you the audience actually saw “The public loves you, tons believe you’re real and refuse to listen to anyone who says otherwise and they-” I bit down on my tongue to stop myself from telling how they wait for you knowing it would only make you feel guilty. “Anyways… that’s about it!”
I’m about to ask how no one notices things in the show happen in real life, but honestly humans have a wonderful knack for writing off the incredible as insane conspiracies.
“This is new. There was no ‘Doctor Who’ before. Martha loved scifi, would have mentioned it. Something must have changed. Maybe one of Jack’s jokes. When did you say it started?”
I shrugged “Not sure, somewhere around 1960’s maybe 1963? How can this all be real this-this can’t be though it’s just a show!” I whined sucking in another breath of air through clenched teeth. “No bloody way all those dreams actually happened” I mused quietly to myself. Running my hands down my face I muttered
(via talktothedoctor)
“All real, Cybermen, Daleks, Angels.” I don’t move from my spot by the console, but my posture softens into something less hostile, “You might be, might not. That’s what I want to check. Don’t have a fob watch, do you?”
I sucked in a breath then slowly deflated. Blimey, that’s a lot to take in but…a fob watch? My mind began running and scrambling to find any trace of if I had owned such an item “I-I don’t know? I haven’t seen a fob watch since I played the Master in Doctor Who” I admitted.
“And it wasn’t yours? Good, then you just have an unfortunate resemblance to a insane Time Lord with a marching band in his head. Sorry, to bother you. I’ll drop you back where I found you… Actually tell me more about this show.”
I shrugged “Well it’s a show following The Do-” I stopped and sighed “You. Through everything all the adventures regenerations you get the point.” I rubbed my head. I avoided telling you about how much of you the audience actually saw “the public loves you, tons believe you’re real and refuse to listen to anyone who says otherwise and they-” I bit down on my tongue to stop myself from telling how they wait for you knowing it would only make you feel guilty. “Anyways….that’s about it!”
(via talktothedoctor)
“You’re not mad. This is real, I am real and… give me a moment,” I turn, fiddling with the controls until the TARDIS is whirling and wheezing. After a few moments it silences, but doesn’t seem to have landed as there was no thud of it solidifying on ground. I go past you, opening the doors wide and turning to savor your reaction at seeing the open space outside. “And this is real too.”I wet my lips and blinked repeatedly trying to see if my surroundings would fade like a dream. When it didn’t I began to panic “Holy….but-but-but if your real and this is real then that means the-the Cyberman the Daleks and everything else all of them, they’re real too?” I was hit by the sudden realization then sat down trying to take this in “Oh, no no but I’m-I’m not the Master right? I remember growing up here and everything! This has to be a hallucination or a dream!” I placed my head in my hands and sighed anxiously.
“All real, Cybermen, Daleks, Angels.” I don’t move from my spot by the console, but my posture softens into something less hostile, “You might be, might not. That’s what I want to check. Don’t have a fob watch, do you?”
I sucked in a breath then slowly deflated. Blimey, that’s a lot to take in but…a fob watch? My mind began running and scrambling to find any trace of if I had owned such an item “I-I don’t know? I haven’t seen a fob watch since I played the Master in Doctor Who” I admitted.
(via talktothedoctor)
talktothedoctor asked: ~OOC This is the hug of love! Go to everyone in your Tumblr crushes, and send them this hug to let them know that they’re loved! ♥ ~
/screaming
I HAVEN’T EVEN BBEEN HERE LONG AND YHIOUBYUFCHTDTYYTC-
/dies
;U;
sophiahigh-functioningsociopath:
I always wanted more of this.
I have a feeling that this scene wasn’t acting. That it was the actors just having fun, and they decided to put it in the show.
remember when Doctor Who was really fun and you didn’t feel like ripping out your insides every episode
ALWAYS REBLOG NINE’S FAMILY
I want Jack Harkness on the show again ASAP BBC
We miss you so much Capt’ Jack
(via solitariosdeus)
Just a show on tellie? Oh you poor deluded little soul. I watch as you stomp off. Get in your TARDIS and fly away Doctor. This seems like the beginning of an adventure, and that’s the last thing I want. But having the Master return would somewhat put a damper on my new peaceful life. And yu look far to identical to him for this to be a simple coincidence.You turn around the corner and I make my decision. Quickly I run down an adjourning alley way, slipping into the TARDIS. Just a show. Oh you have a surprise in store. The TARDIS starts to materialize around you, the new blue and silver desktop exchanging itself for your prior view of the street.
I lean against the console, my arms crossed, “Welcome to the TARDIS.”
I froze and my breathing hitched as my heart jumped and pounded. I turned on my heels and almost screamed. I covered my mouth and bit my tongue drawing blood “no” stumbling I leaned back against the railing while I trembled “No no no this can’t be real…” I looked at you worried and my arms dropped limply to my sides “Oh I’ve gone mad, completely crazy” I mused to myself, running my hands through my hair I exhaled.
“You’re not mad. This is real, I am real and… give me a moment,” I turn, fiddling with the controls until the TARDIS is whirling and wheezing. After a few moments it silences, but doesn’t seem to have landed as there was no thud of it solidifying on ground. I go past you, opening the doors wide and turning to savor your reaction at seeing the open space outside. “And this is real too.”
I wet my lips and blinked repeatedly trying to see if my surroundings would fade like a dream. When it didn’t I began to panic “Holy….but-but-but if your real and this is real then that means the-the Cyberman the Daleks and everything else all of them, they’re real too?” I was hit by the sudden realization then sat down trying to take this in “Oh, no no but I’m-I’m not the Master right? I remember growing up here and everything! This has to be a hallucination or a dream!” I placed my head in my hands and sighed anxiously.
(via talktothedoctor)
Anonymous asked: HoNk :o)
“Thanks a bit weird….” I squinted in confused but shrugged
Anonymous asked: -touches your butt-
I jumped then smacked your hand away “Oi, no touchin’!”
I rested at my table in a small coffee shop and took a sip from my mug, doing so I felt a tremble rise up from the table and as I set my coffee cup down I was greeted with a new face. I blinked and smiled awkwardly “Uh….Hello? Who might you be?”
