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OH MY GOD sorry I just found your blog after coming back to tumblr and finding out there are other people out there after being a veteran Mr Smith enjoyer for like twelve years alone with my hcs, you’re doing Gods work. We need to all find each other gather round a camp fire and talk like kings. Have a great day! 💃

Kinda tempting me to revive my Doctor Who blog now bestie...

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My muse is sick and refusing to rest.

Send 🛏️ to make them go to bed!

(If you can't see the emoji, just send "bed"!)

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//open rp - 12th Doctor//

"Look, over there," The Doctor pointed, quickly pulling up his binoculars, "You see that? That's the last fuck I gave, it's gone now!"

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//open rp - Mr. Smith//

"I, uh- Yes, he's right--" Mr. Smith paused, looking around the place, confusion on his face growing more and more obvious by the second.

"Er- Where's Luke?"

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She frowned, hitting the button a few more times. Not even the little sonic noise!

"Nope, dead sonic," The Doctor concluded, "I hate my life."

She stuffed the device back into her coat pocket, "Handles was right, I've been using it as a crutch, 'cuz now I'm genuinely out of ideas!"

//open rp - 13th Doctor//

"Why isn't my sonic workin'?" The Doctor questioned, her face moving into a scrunch as she examined the device, "I swear, it was perfectly fine this mornin'-"

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"𝓘'𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓼…"

Doctor Who rp blog written by Andy

promo by @nobleimportance <3

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"But have you ever taken on Socrates in the Olympics, naked?" The Doctor countered, "No, you haven't. It's very awkward."

“Oh, yeah, I was a pirate for a bit. Real proper pirate, like. We fought these big turtle aliens. I chopped down six in one go….”

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"I mean, I didn't ask to be created either, nobody does, it's just kinda thrust upon everyone-"

Bill paused, looking up at Luke and noticing the trademarked puppy dog eyes.

"...Buuut this is about you," He corrected, "And you're upset."

open starter - mutuals only

"I didn't ask to be created."

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Looking back at all my typos and spelling mistakes I made due to posting at two hours before midnight and cringing to death

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"Well, yeah, but I guess I didn't realize it changed..." He paused for a moment awkwardly moving his hands around as he tried to find the right words, "...Everything."

Bill leaned back against the console, tensing slightly at how unusually warm the metal was.

Man, it'd be a pain in the ass to put out the fire in the corner.

"So, uh- You got a way to fix The TARDIS? 'Cuz I could help you find some new clothes, I'm not good with women's shopping-- Unless you wanna keep the suits, that works too-"

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“Uh- Very reminicient of the one lady from Broadchurch, bit of Scarlett Johansson–”

Bill found himself at a loss for words, unable to do anything other than stare. The Doctor was there, he was right there just a few seconds ago, and now… …Now he wasn’t him.

He was tempted to pull out the wrench, demanding the location of The Doctor, but the woman had that same look in her eyes that he did, the one that Bill realized nobody else ever had, ever would have.

He took a deep breath, gripping the console, “How…What-?”

her eyes narrow just a bi in confusion. she hadn’t seen either of those people and had no idea what they looked like. she moves towards the console, glancing at her reflection in the blank screen as the lights flickered around them. hands are shaking, the energy flowing underneath her skin making them tremble even more. 

she was a WOMAN. that was proper new. 

“I did warn ya’ ‘bout regeneration before I did it.” she replies quietly. she doesn’t know what is going to happen. is he going to leave her now? not want to travel with her? an exhale escapes from her lips. 

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guess who got diagnosed with autism

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//open rp - Bill Davies//

"I leave for, what, a month??? A month, and everything goes to shit."

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Me: *Writes that Bill gets no bitches*

Me: NOW WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THAT--

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Whenever I'm feeling sad I just think about how I've canonically given Bill a pet cat named Spoon (Cuz she steals ppls spoons) and I instantly feel better

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The Doctor & Their Companions: *Exist*

Bill: Look at all those parental figures

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WAS COMPLAINING ABOUT THE CLOCK BUT YOU GOTTA REFRESH YOUR PAGE- LITERALLY JUST THE SPINNY BUTTON HIT IT AND REFRESH AND BOOM CLOCK

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The Mistress

Age: Everyone knows you don't ask a woman that FC: Helena Bonham Carter Occupation: Number one wanted criminal in the known universe

Other Names: Missy, The Master, Koschei, The Lumiat

Missy's been around for a while now, and she deeply regrets to admit that she's gotten bored. Almost every planet worth seeing has been destroyed or conquered by one of her past selves, and every other species has been bothered and made into enemies...There's nothing to do anymore! In fact, she's so bored that Missy is considering becoming less evil...Just to spice things up.