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tag dump.

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@hthclf I couldn’t help myself,  this thread is already too good ❤ so have two graphics inspired from it! 

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today  on  ewan’s  hyperfixation:  i’m  adding  the  eleventh  doctor  as  a  selective  muse  !!  

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who needs complete fics when you can instead publish a scene of the eleventh doctor and dhawan!master as o meeting, as a treat.

It was the flash of purple that slowed the Master down, and he watched as the Doctor heralded Clara through the doors of the museum, his coat swirling behind him.

They had met, a long while ago. He was sure that Clara had already been in the picture, but she was away that day. The Doctor had proudly declared O as his helper, and O had fulfilled the role magnificently. It had all been before he had revealed himself on that plane, before the Doctor (with a different face) had trapped him not once but twice. 

But this face of the Doctor had such possibilities, almost elastic as it beamed and glowered and lit up with inspiration, face conforming this way and that.

He’d long imagined what this face would look like if he revealed himself, jaw dropping open in shock, eyes comically wide and shiny. It was so unlike the eyebrows of his next regeneration. The Master still remembered how those could carry entire conversations and emotions with nary a consideration.

Perhaps he would do it differently this time. Perhaps he’d tease the Doctor first, with a few more hints than last time (though he was still proud of his little spymaster suggestion). Perhaps he’d even admit it before the Doctor could realise for himself, in a moment of silence, and let the unexpected slip in without the terror of danger stripping away from its value. It would sink in whole, the truth spreading through the Doctor’s being as the Master could simply stand there and watch.

It wasn’t to be. The timelines dictated. Things were set in concrete. He wouldn’t reveal himself to this face, as the later one already knew, and he wouldn’t be able to do anything that could at all affect those events.

But, perhaps, the Master might be able to incite a different strain of shock.

He might press the Doctor against the exterior of the TARDIS, until he was babbling and lost. A pink flush might rise to the Doctor’s cheeks as the Master would tease and taunt, entirely the human that he feigned to be, but so much more. Maybe he’d even press a kiss to those lips.

remember when she left ‘kisses’ in that message? oh, he had replayed it for days once he got back to his tardis. it was just before everything changed, and while he couldn’t regret revealing himself, he thrived in that memory of her voice so warm and happy to speak to him, and the way he felt himself literally stand taller with that heat in his chest as she greeted him for the first time in that body.

The timeline unfurled before him, his past and present and future uniting with just one slip of potential left, small and concise, just enough to slide his way in.

The Master raced up the stairs and inside the museum, staying far enough behind that he could watch the Doctor and Clara make their way past reception. He followed behind, feeling the visage of O slip into place as he called out, “Doctor!”

The Doctor turned around, absent to the events about to unfold. Clara followed with a curious look. “O! What are you doing here? Clara, this is O. Remember I told you about him? From MI6?” The Doctor was grinning widely, and the Master smiled right back.

“Right. The one you replaced me with,” she said, grinning despite her words. “Nice to meet you O, I’m Clara Oswald.”

He’d always had a bit of a soft spot for Clara, if soft spot was the best way to describe it. She was still so young here, but he could already see the tendrils of the future sneaking in behind her eyes. She’d be a terror one day.

“Yes, you too, Clara. What brings you both to the museum?”

The Doctor leaned in with conspiring eyes narrowed, voice lowering as he said, “We’re investigating.”

“Oh?” he said, voice light and airy and revealing nothing.

“I received this letter the other day,” he began, pulling out the letter in question and thrusting it into the Master’s hands. “Apparently there’s going to be an attack here later, with the sole intention of provoking an outright war between Earth and the planet Alscru.”

“That’s terrible,” the Master said, an attempt at sincerity that he hoped didn’t tread too far into sarcasm. He was out of practice, after all. “Can I help?”

The Doctor grinned again.

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Your life is gonna change me (Biadore) Chapter 17 - AbbiNeedless

Since the beach incident everything had been awkward between the two girls; they would see each other at school but completely ignore the other and things at work were any better, Raja loved to see the two girls working together, they used to be the power couple of the studio but now it was very difficult to get good results between the two girls.

“Bea, this needs to stop.” Raja told her on their weekly meeting. “I know it has.” “Some designers are interested in them to model their creations but they want the two of them and if they don’t stop acting like this they can lose this opportunity.” Courtney added. “I know that but I don’t want her to do anything if she is not feeling ready, that never ends well.” Bianca said and typed something on her tablet. “They better get ready before the end of the month.” Raja said and took her laptop. “Or they are going to lose this too.”

—-

Adore hated to see Valentina in such a depressing mood, the sparkly girl she knew was gone; she would arrive home and lock herself on her room and any time she was out she had her earphones on and never talked to them.

“What are we going to do with her, Yankx?” “I don’t know.” Bianca said, she placed her glasses on top of her head and looked at her wife. “This Violet thing is now affecting her job in the studio as well.” “Bea, when you were her age what did you do to light up your mood?” “When I was her age I really didn’t do a lot for my mood.” She took a sip of her steaming tea. “I was always busy working, studying and paying rent but…” “But?” “I was already friends with Bunny, sometimes when she noticed I was feeling like shit she would take me to comedy shows.” “But Vale doesn’t like comedy shows that much.” Adore said, she had her head resting on her hand and was running her finger on table verge. “What about…” “What?” “No, wait.” She got up and took her cellphone from her bag. “Give me a moment.”

She went to her backyard and sat on the grass with Dede and Sammy climbing to her lap, she looked for certain number on her contacts list and dialed it.

“Farrah? Thanks for answering, I need to ask you something.”

—-

Valentina knew it was morning already, the curtains were closed and the light couldn’t enter the room, 10:34 AM read on her phone but she didn’t have the energy to get up from her bed, she felt too tired to do it.

“Val?” She heard Adore call for her in the other side of the door. “Vale, time to get up.” “I’m tired.” “Valentina, I respect your wishes to be left alone in your room.” She heard Bianca say. “But I reaffirm my authority as your parental figure by getting in anyways.”

They opened the door and all the day light hit her on the face.

“Oh God, close the door.” She covered her head with the blanket. “Not today, kiddo.” Her aunt took the blanket from her and Adore opened the curtains. “Not today.”

Valentina groaned and covered her face with her pillow, she felt how one of her aunts got on the bed and sat next to her.

“We have some news.” She could hear Adore’s voice next to her head. “What news?” “Sasha and Kasha called this morning.” Bianca said, Valentina took the pillow from her face and looked at her aunt. “Ethan and Willow don’t need the cannulas anymore.”

Valentina’s mouth was agape after hearing the news from her aunt, Adore was hugging her now and Bianca was looking at her with a big smile.

“That’s amazing! When are they coming home?” “We still don’t know.” Adore said. “But we wanted to talk with you about something else.” “What?” “Kiddo.” Bianca said. “We are worried.” “Ugh.” She put the pillow back on her face. “I don’t to have this conversation again.” “Ah no.” Adore took the pillow and looked at her. “Let’s converse.”

Valentina sighed and sat with her back on the headboard.

“Ok.” “Kiddo.” Bianca began. “We know you’re not ok.” “And we want you to feel better.” “We also know that you don’t really want to talk about it or having someone comforting you.” “Aha…” “And we thought that you should go out party a little bit!” Adore said excitedly next to her, the other two women looked at her confused. “I thought we were-“ “No, Yankx, let me talk.” Adore said and looked back at her niece. “When I said ‘we’ I meant some other people, I talked with Farrah.” “Farrah? We’re not exactly friends anymore.” “I know that but Farrah knows you a lot, even if you ain’t friends anymore and she told me that you should join the girls for the camp in the mountains that the university does every year.”

Valentina and Bianca exchanged another confused look before someone ended up the weird silence between them.

“I’m not very fond of camping.” “I know but I think trying something new would be good for you.” “I don’t think she should go.” “No shit, Bianca.” Adore said. “She needs to clear her mind” “Hmm…” “Come on, Vale, Nina is also going.” “You asked her?” “Yes, she said she would go with you.” “Hmm…” “Come on, baby!” “Ok, I’ll go.”

—-

Bianca drove them to the university parking lot where thry were asked to wait for the bus, she parked next to a white car and walked out the car with her family.

“Last chance, kiddo.” “I’ll be fine, tia!” Valentina had her backpack over her shoulder and was waiting for Nina to appear. “I’m serious.” “I’m serious as well.”She saw Nina approaching to them. “Hey, bitch.” “Hi!” “Hello Mrs. Bianca, Mrs. Adore.” “Hi, Nina.” “I’m going to get some seats for us, see you in a bit.” “Ok!” “Are you sure you want to go?” Bianca asked her one more time, she felt Adore pinching her arm. “I told you like a thousand times, I’ll be fine.” “That doesn’t let me be relaxed.” “It does for me.” Adore hugged Valentina and messed her hair. “Call us when you get there.” “I will.”

Valentina hugged her aunts one last time and joined her classmates, she saw that Katya was also in the bus.

“Miss Zamo, you’re going too?” “Yes! Visage thought they would need some extra help.” “Who else is here?” “Bob and Trix over there, Miss Mayhem and Miss Mateo as well but they’re in the other bus with Professor Carson.” “Oh, ok.” “Get in the bus, girl.”

Valentina walked past Katya and looked for Nina but found someone else instead, Violet was sitting next to an empty seat where her backpack was laying, she took it and looked at her.

“Hi, Val.”

That was the first time Violet talked to her since that awkward morning in her house.

“I…” “Valentina!” Nina yelled to her from the back of the bus. “Come here, bitch.” “I’m coming! Sorry, I told Nina I was sitting with her.” “Oh… Are you sure you-“ “I’m sure, see you around.”

Valentina ran to Nina, she put her backpack over their heads and let her body fall on the seat next to her friend.

“I think I saved you from a very uncomfortable situation, didn’t I?” “You did.”

She saw Katya talking with Trixie in the front of the bus while professor Bob sat on the driver seat, the blondes got down from the bus and he closed the door.

“Ok, kids. Listen up.” He said. “Put on your earphones or whatever you’re doing for the next hour, we are leaving now.” “What about Miss Zamo and Miss Mattel?” Someone in the firsts rows asked him. “We needed two extra seats here so Miss Zamo and her girl are driving in Miss Mattel’s car.” “Can I go with Miss Zamo?” “No, Laila, sit your ass down.”

—-

“Where’s Tina?” Victoria asked Adore after going over all the house without finding her. “She went on a camping trip with her classmates.” “And is she coming back soon? It’s already night time.” “No, Vicky.” Adore said. “She is coming back in like three days.” “But I wanted to show her my cool shirt.” She said with a sad face. “You’ll show her in a few days.” She gave a lollipop to the little girl who sat with her mom on the sofa. “So, how many days have they been in the hospital?” Sharon asked her. “Today is the eleventh day.” Adore took a marker and reached to the calendar in the wall. “Adore.” She felt a little hand grabbing her sweater. “Yes, Aquaria?” “I want to mark the day.” “Come on.” She took the little girl on her arms and helped her to get to the calendar. “Mark the one who says October sixth.” “This one?” “Yeah, that one, put a cross on it.” “Like this?” “Yes, very good!”

Adore put Aquaria on the floor and took the marker from her little hand, the blond girl ran back to Sharon and sat on her lap.

“I helped Adore to mark the day, mama.” “Very good, kid.” “And what have the doctors told you?” Alaska asked her, she was sitting beside Sharon and had her head resting on her shoulder. “Yeah, when are we going to meet them, bitch?” Willam sat on the couch with Victoria on her arms. “Mommy said that you couldn’t say bitch.” Victoria whispered to her mom. “She also said that you couldn’t wear this shirt with the horse mask on it but we didn’t listen to her.” “Yeah, we didn’t.” “Doctor Davis said that they’re very optimistic.” Adore explained to her friends, she saw Sammy trying to climb to her legs and helped him. “They already took the cannulas off.” “That’s very good, Dorey!” Alaska grinned. “We cannot wait to meet them.” “I don’t like babies, mom.” Aquaria said with a very grumpy voice. “They’re too small to play, I prefer cats like mine.” “Do you have a cat?” Victoria asked her with a very excited tone. “Yes, his name is Cerrone.” “I want to have a dog but mommy said no, that’s why I like to come to my aunts’ house.” She got down from Willam’s lap and sat next to Adore, she petted Sammy’s head. “They have Sammy and Dede.” “Why is he small?” Aquaria joined the little girl and looked at the dog. “Because there are a lot of dogs and all of them are different!” Victoria said. “They can be big like Pluto, enormous like Clifford or very small like Sammy.” “And where is your other dog, Adore?” Aquaria asked her, she was very excited by now and Adore could see it. “She is in the backyard, wanna come to meet her?” “Can I, mama?” “Sure, kid, serve yourself.” Sharon smiled to her daughter and the little girl smiled her back.

Aquaria took Adore’s hand and walked with her to back of her house, Victoria was carrying Sammy and walked behind them. “Do you think we will meet them soon?” Alaska asked Sharon. “Probably.” Sharon said to her partner. “What do you think, Will?” “I’m not sure.” “Hey, where are Courtney and Bianca?” “They should be here in any minute.” Adore walked back to the living room and sat with Willam. “Bea texted and said she was going to go to the hospital to see them.” “Are the babies ok?” Willam asked her. “Yes, she just needed to ask the doctors something.”

After Adore finished talking the door opened and they saw Courtney enter carrying a lot of Chinese food boxes.

“I need a hand in here.”

Willam got up and helped her wife, they put all the boxes on the table. “

Where is Vicky?” “She is playing with Aquaria and the dogs, let me go get the girls.” “But where are they?” “In the backyard.” Willam headed to the kitchen’s door. “Tell them to wash their hands!” “Where’s Bianca?” Sharon asked her and took an egg roll from the boxes. “She is parking the car.” Courtney seemed excited, she looked at the door. “And she is coming.” “You know something we don’t know.” Alaska said and took a bite from Sharon’s roll. “I do.” “Don’t tell them!” Bianca said and crossed the door. “Then you tell them.” Courtney said. “What are you going to tell us, bish!?” Willam joined them with the kids, Courtney took her daughter on her arms ‘Why this shirt? Oh my God.’ “We went to the hospital to check on my kids.” “We know that.” Sharon took one more egg roll and gave it to Aquaria, the little girl sat on Alaska’s lap and started eating. “And I had a talk with Doctor Davis.” “Aha?” “And she told me something.” “What did she tell you? You’re killing me with the suspense!” Adore leaned her body to her wife’s and whined on her ear. “They are good to go.” “Wait, does that mean that…” “They’re coming home, yes.”

Adore smile had never been bigger and happier, she clamped her arms around her wife who gave a lot of kisses on her face leaving read marks all over her. They heard her friends cheer by their backs.

“When?” “Tomorrow morning.” A

ll of them screamed again and Adore hugged Bianca tighter. When she parted the hug she was crying silently. “But don’t cry!” “Sorry, I’m just so happy.” She sniffed one more time. “We have to tell my mom, your parents and Vale.” “Wanna call them?” “Give me my phone.” “Mama?” They heard Aquaria whisper to Sharon. “Does this mean we can eat all the egg rolls to celebrate?“

—-

Valentina would never admit it but she was having an amazing time in the camp trip.

She met Miss Mateo daughter and was having a lot of fun with Vanessa, she learnt she liked to be called Vanjie and that she was in the first semester of the dancing major. Valentina gave her some advices for the years to come and Vanjie thanked her a lot.

There was a big lake in the middle of the mountain and the professors let them swim on it, Valentina enjoyed the water, California was very hot that day and the cold water was helping them a lot to go through the day.

When was nighttime Bob and Michelle started a fire with Katya’s help, some of the girls brought marshmallows and were gathered around the fire eating them. Valentina understood why her aunt had followed Farrah’s advice, this was good, she felt good.

Valentina got to know more students that night, there were some other new students in the dancing major and Vanjie introduced Valentina to all of them.

“She is Vixen; she is a lot of fun and an amazing girl we had a lot of fun the other day. Oh, and she is Monet, hi girl!” “Hi, Vanjie!” “Blair and Dusty are over there, they’re from the musical theater major but we share some classes.”

After talking for some hours Valentina finally decided to go to bed, she noticed that Nina fell asleep after a while ago, she had her mouth agape and was hugging the Garnet Valentina had given her on her birthday.

After taking a couple of pictures of her friend she laid down next to her and tried to fall asleep but couldn’t do it. Valentina got up again, she put on a jacket and stepped out of the tent. She walked through the tall trees until she found a big rock where she could sit and see the tents surrounding the fire where some girls were still gathered around listening to Trixie playing the guitar.

“She is such a good singer.” She said to herself. “She sings good.”

She looked where the voice came from and found Violet standing next to her.

“God dammit, Violet, you cannot approach to people like this.” She covered her heart with her hand. “Sorry, old habit of mine. Can I sit?” “Sure.”

Violet sat a few inches from her and looked at the fire, they could hear Trixie sing.

And I don’t smell you in my sheets And I don’t hear you in the hall Without your cologne Your calls on the phone I don’t know you at all

“What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be sleeping?” “Aja and Farrah are fucking in the tent next to mine, I didn’t want to hear that.” “Ok.”

They remained sitting in the rock without saying anything else just listening the words of Trixie’s song.

And I’m growing older I know that we’re over The way we’d always have been And then I see you… And I know you all over again

“You made new friends today.” “Yeah, Vanjie it’s pretty cool.” “It’s the daughter of one of the coolest teachers, I thinks it’s obvious she was going to be cool as well.” “Yeah.”

An awkward silence was present again, Valentina hated the stated of their friendship.

“Val.” “What?” “I think we need to talk.” “About what? I think there’s nothing here to be discussed.” She looked to the fire and saw Katya hugging Trixie from her back and resting her head on the top of Trixie’s. “That’s bullshit, you know there is.”

And I don’t leave you in the night And I don’t up and go away No green in your eyes Or teary goodbyes No one cries on the plane

Violet took a long breath and looked at her feet. “

I’m sorry for what I said that night.” “…”

“I don’t think you’re happy because the babies can’t leave the hospital, I didn’t mean anything of what I said that day.” “Why did you say those things? They hurt a lot, you know.”

Her voice was more like a whisper, she didn’t want to look at Violet, she knew how she must look like and she knew that if she saw her she would cry at the sight.

Is it wrong if I listen to songs that we’ve lived and The stories are staying the same I lie by the speaker Just getting weaker Until I remember your name

“I was angry and sad and drunk, I didn’t mean to let all those horrible feelings out and I shouldn’t have used you as my punch bag.” Valentina could hear the tears on Violet’s voice. “You’re my fucking favorite person in the whole world and I used you as a target of my anger, I didn’t want to do that.” “Then why did you do it?” “I don’t know! I just needed to take out all of these horrible feelings and you were the only person there and I just did it. After that I couldn’t even look at your face, I was so embarrassed and angry at myself for hurting my best friend.” “Your best friend…” “Yes.” She took her hand and Valentina didn’t toss it away. “You have something that I cannot explain but it makes me feel less alone, you understand me and you always have my back.” She ran her finger down her hair to her spine. “You are an incredible friend, I don’t want to lose you.”

Violet leaned towards her friend and pressed their lips together.

Violet’s lips were soft on hers, they felt the way she always thought they would during all those years. Valentina felt like she could melt in this moment, she was finally kissing Violet, she had waited so long for this to happen and the feeling of her lips were amazing.

Violet parted the kiss and let a trail of kisses from her lips to her jaw and neck, the feeling was overwhelming, Valentina ran her hands in Violet’s hair and felt her hands going under her blouse, she felt her cold fingers trying to get to the line of her bra.

It felt so right.

But at the same time so wrong.

“No.” She parted from her. “I cannot do this.” “What?” “It’s just… It’s not right.” “But it’s ok!” “Don’t joke about this, Vi.” “Vale?” “I’ve been waiting to kiss you since we were 17 and… Fuck, I would have given up anything for this to happen and now that it finally did I turned you down.” She gave her a chocked laugh. “I think I’m going crazy.”

There was silence, they couldn’t hear the voice of Trixie singing in the distance anymore.

“Val, I-“ “No, I don’t want to be your second choice, Vi.” “What? What are you talking about?” “Now what you broke up with Matt you come to me looking for someone to comfort you, someone to give you the feeling of being wanted and that’s not fair!” “Vale, please…” “Don’t.” She ran her hands on her face an gave a big sigh. “I want to be with you but not like this, not when your heart is someone else’s. I don’t want to be the second choice, I want to be the first one.” “I-I don’t…” “I’m not going to put pressure on you, at the end of the day it’s your choice and if you decided you want to be with me I’ll be here, I can wait.” “Are you sure about that?” “I’ve waited three years, I can wait a little bit longer.” “If you say so.” “But no more kisses for now, ok?” “What about hugging?” “I can work with that.”

Violet cut the distance between them and rested her head on Valentina’s shoulder, she put her hand around her waist and kissed Violet’s hair.

This was a peaceful moment, the only sound they could hear was an owl somewhere in a tree and-

“Valentina!”

Nina was walking towards them and she seemed annoyed.

“What happened?”

Nina looked at them confused, she just shook her head.

“Your phone has been ringing all night long, next time you come here to make out with Violet take your phone with you.”

And with that she went back to the camp. Valentina unblocked her phone and saw she had seven missed calls and a lot of messages.

Tia B: kid, answer your phone! Tia B: KIDDO! Tia B: Valentina?

Tia Adore: VALE Tia Adore: VALE Tia Adore: VALE Tia Adore: VALE Tia Adore: VALENTINA DEL RIO, PICK UP I HAVE NEWS

“You should take your phone with you.” “Shut up, Vi.”

She dialed Adore’s phone, after a few tones she heard her aunt pick up.

“You won’t believe this.”

[intergalacticstarlight]

❛❛ You still don’t remember me, do you? ❜❜

[ @fobwatchedcenturion ; Mainverse ; The Eleventh Hour ]

Theta’s green eyes lifted from where they’d been staring at an empty spot on the carpet of his bedroom… their, their bedroom apparently… to find the unfamiliar visage of the man named Koschei. The Master. Rory Williams. It didn’t much matter what he called himself, Theta still didn’t remember and his eyes reflected as much with a sorrowful glint. He still didn’t know, and he had no idea why or what had happened. All he remembered was leaving the TARDIS to go to a shop and, according to his time senses, waking up in an obscure abandoned building a kilometer away some forty-eight hours later with what felt like an aching gap in his mind.

A severed link that no longer existed. A broken bond that he had no memory of forming in the first place.

He remembered everything else. Every moment, at least every moment he’d remembered before leaving the TARDIS two days before he woke up, but that link… and subsequently the man living on his TARDIS claiming to be a childhood friend of his who happened to also be his lover, and essentially his… well his… his… husband. For all intents and purposes, at least, which made the situation much more awkward and made Theta feel much more guilty. He remembered Amy, he remembered River, he remembered losing them in some way and giving up his life as the Doctor and everything before that but it seemed anything to do with Koschei was simply… missing.

He’d woken up with more than a few bruises and gashes as well as a broken rib and a small puncture wound in each of his temples but otherwise… he felt just fine. Once he’d gotten back to the ship and realized exactly what was going on he’d hurried into the medical bay and run as many tests as he possibly could. The TARDIS had found nothing, each and every time, each and every day for the past fortnight and still his memories of Koschei had not come back. Currently he was sitting on the bed, staring at the man in question with heavy hearts and an ache in his mind where he knew this man belonged.

“No, I… I don’t. I’m sorry. I am trying, but it’s complicated. It isn’t as though someone’s just built a wall or barrier inside of my mind that we can tear down, the memories are literally missing. It’s as if someone’s gone in and just… taken them out. I’ve no idea how or why, let alone how to get them back and the TARDIS is no help at all in the medical bay.”

He sighed heavily and looked away, his throat constricting with emotion. He wanted to remember, desperately so, and each day that passed without getting any closer to getting his memories back only made him feel more guilty. He knew how much it hurt, having someone you cared for not remember you, and that was only Donna, a good friend. How much more it had to hurt for Koschei.

“The only people I can think of capable of this sort of technology are Time Lords and we’re… the only two left. There’s no one else, unless someone’s got their hands on our technology. Or found a way to cross dimensions, and I’m not quite sure I even want to think about that possibility and what it might imply.”

[vortexparadox]

I’m still getting the last of the core tags filled, but the majority of them are filled and listed (with links, albeit mostly empty ones at the moment, since this blog is brand new) on the Tags & Navigation page.

I’m switching up from ending up having multiple tags for the same character to just having a singular tag for them (it made sense when I first started the blog, since there wasn’t any overlap. Not so much by the time I got 17 muses on here). So the convention for these tags are going to be character name ( records library ).

For example:

romana ( records library )

andred ( records library )

susan ( records library )

the master ( records library )

koschei oakdown ( records library ) [ academy era only ]

alistair lethbridge stewart ( records library )

sarah jane smith ( records library )

I haven’t got the list up on the tags page yet, since I’m trying to get the last of the tags filled before updating it again, but then those will be added as well (under the “records library” category, oddly enough).

The only exception to this are the Doctor’s regenerations (minus their fourth and eighth, since they’re muses on this blog), which will be tagged as follows:

theta sigma ( the doctor )  [ academy era only ]

first ( the doctor )

second ( the doctor )

third ( the doctor )

fifth ( the doctor )

sixth ( the doctor )

seventh ( the doctor )

ninth ( the doctor )

tenth ( the doctor )

eleventh ( the doctor )

twelfth ( the doctor )

thirteenth ( the doctor )

Why am I mentioning this? Mostly for people who want/need to blacklist any characters. Also for those people who were wondering where to find them once I start getting stuff reblogged here.

Also, in addition to the individual muse tags for things like musings, visages, etc., I now have masterlist tags for them as well, in case anyone wants to block them, or if you want to scroll through all of them at once rather than per individual muse.

those would have been terrible last words ( musings )

the sky above us was dancing with lights! ( aesthetics )

we're all stories in the end ( visages )

moths with headphones ( playlists )

Most of those will be dropped into the queue. All the anticipated tags (such as the queue, self reblogs, suggestive and explicit, etc. are provided on the tags page, unless someone wants me to add it here as well.

[betterdcyz]

      Eleventh Doctor’s tags. 

never ignore a coincidence‚ unless you're busy‚ then always ignore a coincidence. [ in character / eleventh doctor ] everything's got to end sometime‚ otherwise‚ nothing would ever get started. [ headcanon / eleventh doctor ] i stole a time machine and ran away ; i've been flouting the principle law of my own people ever since. [ musing / eleventh doctor ] the universe is big ; it's vast and complicated‚ and ridiculous. [ aesthetic / eleventh doctor ]   i am definitely a mad man with a box. [ visage / eleventh doctor ] it's a fez ; i wear a fez now‚ fezzes are cool. [ face claim / eleventh doctor ]

nine-hundred years of time and space and i've never met someone who wasn't important. [ v. main / eleventh doctor ]

[annamaetion]

Yasmin, who alongside the rest of the Thirteenth Doctor’s stunned companions stood in gaped silence.

Graham was the first to speak, “When you said that you was a white-haired Scotsman—“ Graham paused glancing over at the Twelfth Doctor, “You mean to say you was—were him?!”

Thirteen turned and grinned widely at Graham, pointing to the Eleventh Doctor she said, “Him as well; We’re all the same Doctor, just different re-generations!”

Ryan studied the Twelfth Doctor closely, then the Eleventh Doctor. Gesturing at the Eleventh Doctor, he said “Well I could believe that you were this bloke, but-“ he paused, considering the Twelfth Doctor’s grumpy visage, “not so much him.”

Yasmin nodded, cracking a wide smile, “Maybe the ‘cosmic five year old’ skips a re-generation?”

The Twelfth Doctor huffed, sounding strained “If. We. Could. Please. Focus? We shouldn’t all be here, but obviously the TARDIS has her own ideas of what’s needed in this particular scenario.”

The Eleventh Doctor studied Thirteenth’s Sonic Screwdriver, “What happed to the Sonic?”

Thirteenth laughed, “Oh that! I lost my old one so I had to make this one out of Sheffield steel and scrap!”

Twelve rounded on Thirteen, “You— I mean I, lost the Sonic?!”

Thirteen rolled her eyes, “It’s not the first time we’ve lost a Sonic Screwdriver dude.”

Eleven clapped, “Ooh I call people ‘dude’ now!”

Twelve buried his face in his hands, “This is going to be like herding Trefeldars.”

Ryan tilted his head, “What are those?”

Twelve reluctantly lifted his head to glance at Ryan, “They’re like giant cats, but even less inclined to being herded.”

Thirteen laughed, “Oh come now, we’re not that bad! You are right though, we do need to focus a bit. World saving waits for no Time Lord!”

I’ve got this idea for a multi-Doctor story (featuring 11, 12, and 13) that I may or may not ever actually write, but I just came up with this bit of dialogue and I can’t resist sharing it.

“It’s a paradox!”

“Well, more like a group of us, really,” the youngest Doctor said with an impish grin, eyes darting eagerly between his successors.

The white-haired Doctor rolled his eyes. The oldest one flashed a grin of her own.

“A gang!” she said.

“A gaggle!”

“A pack!”

“A roving band of Docs!”

“Oh! We’d make an awesome band!” The blonde Doctor exclaimed. She jerked her head towards her predecessor. “Mind you, he’s got the guitar for it.”

The Scotsman pressed his fingers to his temples and sighed deeply.

“Aww, look at you,” Amy said in a teasing voice, plopping down on the seat beside him. “A grumpy old man sandwiched between a pair of cosmic five-year-olds.”

“I really don’t know where they get it from,” he grumbled.

“A batch!” The other Doctors continued.

“A bevy!”

“A posse!”

The white-haired Doctor stood to his feet and affected a sarcastic voice. “Yes, we’re a lovely bunch of coconuts. Now can we please focus on the problem?”

[briangroth27]

Groth Potential Blog Index

For my new followers and anyone wanting to take a look back at older posts, here are direct links to everything I’ve written so far. I hope you find something you enjoy and/or a new conversation starter!

About Me

Short Stories 1-10 are the Spooky Shorts I’ve written for Halloween for the last two years. Some have NSFW language and violence, but I try not to go overboard. The eleventh is a fairy tale from the dragon’s perspective and the twelfth is a short script I wrote based on a friend’s idea.

1. Intuition 2. Visage 3. Lock Your Doors!  4. Sweet Tooth 5. Flicker 6. Deathbed 7. The Next Town Over  8. Deadly Decor 9. Campfire Tales 10. The Final Girls 11. Less a Princess    12. #TurntUpStickUp

Short Films The first link contains two short films I wrote, directed, and acted in back in college as well as a play I starred in (but did not write or direct) afterwards. The second link will take you to my college senior capstone project, a one-man show I wrote, directed, and performed.

1. Men Simplified: The Pizza Box, The Bourne Romantic, and Showing Your Hand 2. An Evening at Fred’s 

Make This Show Pitches for shows I’d love to see. And write.

1. Super-Fast Friends 2. Hawkgirl 

What’s Wrong With This Picture? Finding the good in disliked movies.

1. Ghostbusters II 2. Star Trek Into Darkness

TV/Movie Speculation & Theories 1. The Flash: Who is Zoom? 2. Supergirl: The Secret Tragic Origin of Kara Danvers 3. The Flash: Who was that Masked Man???  4. The Flash: What Has Barry (Un)Done?!? 5. Supergirl: Welcome to Earth-1?  6. Arrow: Who is Vigilante? 7. The Flash: Who is Savitar? 8. Riverdale: The Most Unreliable Narrator?  9. Riverdale: Who Killed Jason Blossom? 10. The Flash: How to Save Iris West 11. Supergirl: What Happened to Mon-El?  12. Is the DCEU Headed for a Crisis? 

TV/Movie Opinions 1. Agent Carter: Don’t Close the File on Peggy Yet  2. Captain America: Bi, Bi, Mr. American Pie? 3. Ghostbusters 2016: I Ain’t Afraid of No Reboot!  4. Arrow Hit the Bull’s-Eye with Real Issues  5. 5 Things I Wish We’d Gotten from Hugh Jackman’s Wolverine  6. Fox Should Wait to Recast the X-men’s Logan 

TV/Movie Wish Lists 1. Eleven Things I’d Love to See from Marvel Studios 2. Supergirl Season 2 Wish List 3. DC’s Legends of Tomorrow Season 2 Wish List 4. Arrow Season 5 Wish List 5. The Flash Season 3 Wish List 6. X-men Films Wish List 7. Bring These Shows Back! 8. Power Rangers 2 Wish List 11. DC’s Legends of Tomorrow Season 3 Wish List 12. Supergirl Season 3 Wish List 13. Netflix MCU Wish List (as of 2017) 14. The Flash Season 4 Wish List 15. Arrow Season 6 Wish List 16. Spider-man Films Wish List

Movie Reviews 1. Jurassic World 2. Ant-Man 3. Mission: Impossible Rogue Nation 4. Fantastic Four (2015) 5. Goosebumps  6. Spectre 7. Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens 8. 10 Cloverfield Lane 9. Deadpool 10. Batman V. Superman: Dawn of Justice 11. The Jungle Book (2016) 12. Captain America: Civil War 13. X-men Apocalypse 14. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles: Out of the Shadows 15. Now You See Me 2 16. Independence Day Resurgence 17. Legend of Tarzan 18. Ghostbusters (2016) 19. Star Trek Beyond  20. Suicide Squad 21. Jason Bourne 22. Pete’s Dragon (2016)   23. Doctor Strange 24. Arrival 25. Star Wars Rogue One 26. Passengers 27. Moana 28. Split 29. The LEGO Batman Movie 30. Get Out 31. Logan 32. Hidden Figures 33. Kong: Skull Island 34. Power Rangers (2017)  35. Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 36. Wonder Woman 37. Baby Driver 38. Spider-man Homecoming 39. Atomic Blonde 40. IT (2017) 41. Blade Runner 2049

TV Reviews 1. Vixen Season 1  2. Daredevil Season 2  3. iZombie Season 2 4. Sleepy Hollow Season 3 5. Supergirl Season 1  6. The X-Files Season 10  7. Agent Carter Season 2  8. Bates Motel Season 4 9. DC’s Legends of Tomorrow Season 1  10. Arrow Season 4 11. The Flash Season 2 12. The 100 Season 3  13. Person of Interest Season 5  14. Houdini & Doyle Season 1  15. Stranger Things Season 1  16. Amazon Pilot Season: The Tick & Jean-Claude Van Johnson 17. The Get Down (Part 1) 18. BrainDead Season 1 19. Vixen Season 2 20. Luke Cage Season 1  21. Sherlock Series 4 22. Westworld Season 1 23. Scream Queens Season 2 24. The Exorcist Season 1 25. Iron Fist Season 1 26. Timeless Season 1 27. The Good Place Season 1 28. Dimension 404 Season 1 29. Legion Season 1 30. Bates Motel Season 5 31. Riverdale Season 1 32. Sleepy Hollow Season 4 33. Amazon Pilots 2017: Will vs. the Future, Skyward, A Kid Called Mayonnaise 34. DC’s Legends of Tomorrow Season 2 35. Supergirl Season 2 36. Marvel’s Defenders Season 1 37. The Flash Season 3 38. Arrow Season 5 39. iZombie Season 3 40. The 100 Season 4

Fun Stuff! Homemade Archery Targets Puns Puns 2 

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tag drop bc apparently i never did this???

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Tag drop: The Doctor.

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Blog Post #10

Patrick Kim

Professor Rosetta Brooks

Critical Practice

April 3, 2017

Patient 307

In the American television anthology series The Twilight Zone by Rod Serling, different episodes highlight the various flaws, fears, and prejudice that are found deep within an individual and in Society. These flaws and fears that are portrayed in the show may also foreshadow and reflect on our own society’s corruption and downfall due to intolerance for a certain group of people and the inability to accept fate or the truth. Though some of the episodes are bizarre and haunting, the show both warns the viewers of the scary fate that individuals may face if they aren’t able to fix their ways and depicts moral messages for the viewers to learn from so that the problems that arise in certain episodes of the show won’t occur in near future, which is ironic because many of the topics and themes that Serling dealt with in the show may still be seen in today’s world. Rod Serling was able to shine a light on the negative qualities of the human race that most individuals tend to ignore or shy away from because they are afraid of accepting the truth and turn them into unique and striking stories that may leave a remarkable impression on one's mind so that he or she can to learn from and create new morals to follow in the future.

One episode, in particular, that represents the extreme social norms, flaws, and fears found within Society today is called “Eye of the Beholder”. The episode opens up with a shot of an individual lying down in a room inside of what seems to be a hospital. As she is surrounded by lowly, lit light with her whole head wrapped in gauze and her body in a hospital gown, the viewers are left to imagine the visage of Patient 307, otherwise known as Miss Janet Tyler, by listening to the sound of her voice. A nurse walks into the room and lets Miss Tyler know that she needs to take her temperature again. Miss Tyler asks what the time is, if the weather outside is nice, and when she will be allowed to remove the bandages off her face. The nurse states that Miss Tyler will be able to take them off soon and walks out of the room to go converse with another nurse about how horrible Tyler’s face had looked before the produce, even going as far to say that she would “bury [herself] in a grave somewhere” if she had looked like Tyler. The scene then changes to a shot of creator Rod Serling explaining the vague plot of this episode and that “we are not to be surprised by what we see”. Much like today, the characters in the show judge and show distaste for an individual just because she looks different from what is perceive as “beautiful” in Society. What is ironic about this episode is that due to the dimly lit shots, the audience is never really able to see the faces of any of the other characters, making their appearances anonymous as well. We are fooled into believing that they look like typical, standard humans.

Later, Miss Tyler is visited by Dr. Bernardi, and the audience learns that she has just undergone her eleventh medical procedure to make herself look more “normal”, hinting that Tyler looks sickly grotesque underneath all the bandages after her various surgeries. Dr. Bernardi explains that if her eleventh procedure was unsuccessful, then she’ll either be killed off, as ordered by the State, or sent away to live with other outcasts that suffer from the same anomaly as herself, which seemed very much like how Hitler unjustly sent away anybody who didn’t fit his standards of blonde hair and blue eyes to concentration camps. Tyler pleads with the doctor to fix her face and that she wants to be like everyone else and belong in this world, which is what most people today wish for. Every individual wants to be accepted by others for his or her differences, yet others in life, who are afraid of change and difference, continue to project hatred onto another because they fear something that is different from the typical norm, which often leads to the alteration and suppression of the original self. Tyler proceeds to state that she likes staying hidden underneath her bandages because it makes her feel safe and comfortable, like a protective barrier against the world and the audience. We aren’t able to judge her, and she isn’t able to see the judgement coming from others around her.

Throughout the episode, both Miss Tyler and Dr. Bernardi question the moral ethics of their society by asking: “Who makes all these rules?”, “What is the difference between beauty and something repellent?”, and “Why shouldn’t people be allowed to be different?”, which is often asked when individuals realize that the morality of their own world has been corrupted with negativity and intolerance. Towards the end of the episode, Dr. Bernardi finally unveils Miss Tyler’s bandages to reveal a gorgeous face that would be considered the ideal face of “beauty” for women in Society’s high, human standards today, while the nurses and doctors are revealed to all have identical, monstrous facial features. When the ruler of this dystopian world is shown on the screens throughout the hospital to give his speech, he has the same horrendous facial features as the rest, seems to be wearing a monochrome uniform, and stands in front of a flag and podium, which seems to be allude to fascism and dictatorship. The dictator then propagates his beliefs on conformity and yells that humans must be “A single entity of all peoples” and “conform to that norm” in order to thrive, which may also visualize Hitler’s constant demand for a “pure” race that consisted of only Germans and Aryans.

In this episode, like many others, Rod Serling was able to foreshadow the growing technology of the future, such as plastic surgery, and the pressures that everyone seems to face due to Society’s principles on both beauty and assimilation. I believe that Serling was also able to toy with the viewers’ morality because we were tricked into believing the vile words that the others used to describe Miss Tyler. We believed that she was the true monster of this episode until her bandages were removed to reveal that she was far from a “pitiful, twisted lump of flesh”. Serling warns that if we continue to both alter ourselves to gain approval from others and judge others for their certain qualities, such as for gender, religion, race, or sexuality, then we will reach a point in time where we all look exactly alike, and we won't be able to distinguish ourselves from others. He showed up both the flaws and fears of Miss Tyler and the nurses. Miss Tyler fearing rejection because she was told all her life that she was ugly, while the nurses feared difference because they were only used to a single norm. The dictator of this episode shouts that “Beauty is the deviation”, while Walter Smith, an equally beautiful man to Tyler who would also be considered beautiful by Society today and in the past, tells Tyler that “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”, meaning that she shouldn’t worry about how she will be perceived by others because not everyone views beauty in the same way. Miss Janet Tyler tried to alter her appearance eleven times, but ultimately ended up looking like her true self till the end. Serling teaches the audience that originality is beautiful, however, in a time in which our opinions, beliefs, and ideas are always getting influenced by others around us, are we truly capable of possessing and thinking on our own?