#twelve times
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dappledpaintbrush · 1 year ago
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I hate making music oh my god
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meaningtotellyou · 12 days ago
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naur this mashup is literally lethal for you why does she hate you what did you do
im literally still just standing here bro
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stealthrockdamage · 1 year ago
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need to post my favourite tweet in the entire world
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spockvarietyhour · 1 year ago
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Doctor Who "Twice Upon a Time"
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idliketobeatree · 5 months ago
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i'm living the dream, in the dream, i'm buried alive two bed grave, one bath, car in the drive mirrored covered windows block the light feeding back reflection distorts life cut connection — jesca hoop
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morganbritton132 · 1 month ago
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Want to make a minor adjustment to my Steve With Much Older Siblings post from yesterday. I think it’d be a much more interesting dynamic if he’s actually their half sibling from an affair.
Their father had an affair with his secretary and then married her when she got pregnant. It broke up their family and they blamed Steve for it for years.
When they stayed over for their weekend with Dad, they were either outright cruel to him or pretended he didn’t exist. When they were old enough to stop coming over, they did. It’s only after growing up and maturing that (most of) his siblings were able to acknowledge that Steve was never at fault for their family breaking up.
They tried to mend their relationship with him, especially after realizing how absent his parents are, but by then Steve was old enough to build up his own resentment. It’s an uphill battle.
It’s a lot of actually coming around for holidays and a lot of teasing when they do. It’s actually picking the phone when the hospital calls, something that’s happening with increasing frequency.
Steve has never asked any of them for anything until one day, he shows up on Richie’s front porch smelling like death and gasoline. He’s got blood drying all over him and is visibly shaking, and Richie thinks that he’s been hurt in the earthquake but Steve barely acknowledges the concern, “I need you to represent my friend.”
“What?”
“You’re the only lawyer I know, and -“ Steve takes a big shuttering breath. “They’ll kill him, Rich. He never hurt anybody but no one will listen. They’ll lock him up and it won’t be fair, and Dustin can’t… I never ask you for anything but. But I need…”
“Eddie Munson?” He asks incredulous. “You’re friends with Eddie Munson?”
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nipuni · 10 months ago
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Some quick Doctor and Master sketches I had to get out of my system!!
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andfangs · 11 months ago
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twelve + havin' a little snack
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thatqueercookie · 7 months ago
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the thing about Twelve/Clara is that the chemistry is so intense. sometimes it's sweet and tender and "daft old man" and "when do i not see you?" but most of the time it's painful and passionate and "i am owed" and "do you think that i care for you so little that betraying me would make a difference?" and heaven sent/hell bent suicide/destruction to save each other.
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epiphainie · 4 months ago
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he's sussing
🏳️‍🌈???
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dandelionjack · 10 months ago
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the composition of this shot... finger pointed at the doctor in accusation, bill is speaking the words but both masters are talking through her, surrounding her as witnesses as she channels their bitterness, their rage, their abandonment. the master waited for him. jack waited for him. older amy in that hospital waited for him. bill waited for him. ashildr-me waited for him. but he always came back too late. the man whose ship's engine noise is a sound that heralds hope wherever it lands left the ones he cared about behind. when hope itself leaves you behind, what redemption could you ever dream of?
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avocado-frog · 2 years ago
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My brother is no longer allowed near a sled
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raspbel-art · 2 months ago
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"Are you done yet?"
Twelve would like to come back to his own adventures, not participate in The Doctor × Posing
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knight-of-aether · 4 months ago
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"He sits there for another two hours, with Legend cradled tightly in his arms, the lantern glowing in his grasp, a small island of warmth and light in the cold darkness. With nothing but his memories, and the slow, quiet draw of Legend’s breath, to keep him company."
First time sharing my Linked Universe fanart here, after lurking in the fandom for years - I was emboldened to do so by @kikker-oma 's lovely Fan Joy July event. This illustration is for Clearing the Air, a story by Sinnatious which has embedded itself deep into my psyche and refuses to leave. It's genuinely great writing - go read it if you haven't and enjoy heavy angst, wilderness survival, and old men being absolutely, perfectly, 100% fine, thank you very much.
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cowlvent · 5 months ago
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obsessed w the doctor fully turning his back on clara after this statement (physically and emotionally cutting himself off) and, feeling unmoored, pulling the console lever to exert some kind of control over the situation. he then continues to put space between himself and clara only to spin around, having undone several jacket buttons, and specifically shows off the red lining interior—symbolic of his emotional vulnerability in this moment. he asks her what she thinks of him (as a person), disguising it as a question about the new outfit.
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improbabledreams900 · 10 months ago
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The Doctor + really needing that retirement
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