daenerysvazyol:

Introducing Jodie Whittaker as the 13th Doctor

 

lynne-monstr:

LOOK PRETTY FIGHT DIRTY

 
 

herknights:

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          She’s trying her best not to cry - crying doesn’t help her here, he is not the Doctor, crying earns her no reward. “I never went soft I made the hard choice. I admitted what I’d done was wrong, I was trying to make us better than we were. I’m trying to…to fix us.” Isn’t that right? Isn’t that what she’s doing? A test; to face the bad in her and still be good. This was right, wasn’t it? Wasn’t that…good? “Don’t you want him back? I remember being you, I remember who you are, and that we lo- we miss him. We never did well on our own.”

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      He falls silent, hanging by a mere thread over a swirling chasm of denial: Save me. The break in his brow betrays him, and his face softens, just a smidgen. She’s right. He won’t say it, not out loud. He’s not ready to admit it to himself just yet. But he can’t force words of rebuke either. He cannot deny the truth in her words, his truth, their truth. He’d only be lying to himself. 

      — Literally. 

     He hums, finding his voice, fishing it from the bottom of his throat. The words echoed in the back of his head: Fix us. Was he something broken that needed to be fixed? Thoughts are interrupted by the more pressing question. Of course I want him back. 

     “Yeah.” He says simply in silent surrender. Nothing clever nor snide. But the word rings in his ears, heavy in its own mockery, screaming ‘too late’. In his rage, he killed their chance at reunion. Missy had a glimmer of a chance to achieve what he could not: standing with the Doctor. But he ruined it without a second thought. He resigns, sinking his back against the cold wall. “Guess we’ve always been sort of a mess.” 

 

therani-queenofscience:

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Immediately after she hears the ‘OW’ a snicker escapes from The Rani’s lips and she has to bite her bottom lip to make sure that she won’t erupt into full laughter.

Her eyes follow him though as he retrieves the book and promptly ripped it in half. At least it wasn’t anything important. Shame, it could have been something about him and that would have been even funnier.

The Rani gets up from her seat and walks over to him, craning her head slightly to keep eye contact when she stops…and does nothing. But that cunning gleam is bright in her eyes, seeming to say ‘this is only the beginning’.

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WELCOMED, she was not. He watches — refusing to break first — with wary eyes as she walks up to join his side. Legs lock, grounded in place, ignoring the instinct to slink back. He will not give her the satisfaction of backing down. 

Mystery shrouded her intention, and confusion settled in his brow, knitting together finally. Unpredictable as ever… He was at a loss. If she won’t speak, he’ll just have to do all the talking for the both of them. He’s more than capable of handling a conversation with himself. 

     “Do you do this to all your friends? 
      ——— OH WAIT.” 

He laughs, throws a finger in the air between them, pressing it against his lips, silencing thought. He grins, and chides himself with a light tap on the head, and apologetic shrug. 

       “I forget. You have none.” 

 
 
 

rpxmusings:

                    ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ  trust a  sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴏʀ
                                        —————  not until you find out
                                                            what they did
                                                            to  𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢  𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎

 

jhethelittlegirl:

Knock yourself out. Your wish is my command.

 

rundalek:

Simm!Master in The Doctor Falls.