#xiidoctor

[yes7erdays-a1]

@xiidoctor ( continued from here )

the humph he receives in response is rather unladylike, teetering on the edge of being described as a snort, nose scrunching up unconsciously as she narrowed her eyes at him.

❛⠀⠀i think this is the part when i realize you have two left-feet.⠀ ❜⠀ she retorts, shooting a final glance over her shoulder at the crowd, worry brewing inside her chest. her final hour. the clock is going to strike twelve, and she'll... she'll die. she'll die, again.

her thoughts wander back to his explanation. the words she'd chased out of him, the pain that he could barely enunciate. in one hour, he was going through that all over again; time might think it's kind, to allow her a reprieve, to forget her own death, but it didn't matter she couldn't remember, she knew his face, had mapped it with her eyes, with her hand, and the story was clearly written there.

❛⠀⠀no. wait! silly me, this is the time you tell me that fred astaire taught you how to dance.⠀ ❜⠀

[carbondated]

@xiidoctor come and do some eyebrows on him!!! at least some hair !!! something anything, GOOD GOD.

[evcryopeneye]

@xiidoctor gets a starter

‘Ask him.’

It had taken every iota of self control Tilly had in that moment to not roll her eyes at Paul. Of course he didn’t want to help, he was in a strop about something and as understanding and as kind as Tilly was, she had the start of a caffeine deprivation headache brewing and a deadline. So. She decided…that was exactly what she was going to do.

Well, after she went to the replicator and got four shots of espresso in the one cup with a dash of oat milk. Cup still in hand she made her way to his office, her brain wandered for a moment wondering what it was like to have an office, because she sure as shit didn’t have one. Then she knocked. Wondering what she was going to say…maybe she should have practised that more?

“Hi…hey, um, I found a thing, and I am a little confused about The Thing because it’s not really my area of expertise. I’m more of a physics and math person than biology, I mean I’m not ignorant of the subject, but it’s just not my favourite.” Fuck. That could be rude right? “I mean, not that it shouldn’t be anyone's favourite it’s just not mine, if you catch my drift, but…I could do with someone else's opinion on it…If that’s ok?”

[phoenixspirits]

@xiidoctor continued from here

"I am over two thousand years old. I don't kid."

Of course that was a lie, the Doctor was nothing if not a giant child at heart. But there was no time for a proper re-introduction or a family catchup. The was something seriously wrong at the hospital if an SOS was able to reach the TARDIS.

"Come here, you can do your job later."

Rory doesn't believe THAT for a second, but he doesn't quite manage to voice it in that moment, as his mouth opens and closes, blinking several times. It feels surreal. Everything about this feels surreal.

Then again, Rory's used to that.

"Is that why your hair's gone grey?" he asks, even as he obediently steps towards the Time Lord, "an extra thousand years is all it took?"

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❝  You always took it farther than I ever can. ❞ She had always wondered: what did The Doctor do when she left the TARDIS? When she needed to return home to sleep or get back to teaching? Always another adventure, places she could not go so that she could continue a somewhat NORMAL existence on Earth as well. ❝  You just— keep traveling. Keep seeing the universe. All those WONDERFUL things out there. As much as I'd love the idea, don't think I could forever. Never stopping. ❞  Even with so much to do, so much to see in all of time and space, there would always be that calling to her to return home. Just for a bit at least. Pop back in, spend time there though sometimes perhaps she pulled herself in TOO many directions like when she had been trying to juggle her job, Danny, and The Doctor all at once.

[iamthemaster]

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[gallifreyborn]

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It was always imprisonment, Romana thought as she tentatively tugged at her shackles. They didn't budge. Romana sighed somewhat dramatically and sagged.

She understood why ignorance of the law wasn't an acceptable defence. Really, she did, but could more civilisations not include an alien clause? It would save her so much trouble. Now she was going to have to work out how to free herself, and it would really just end up being a waste of time for everyone involved.

Romana heard footsteps echo down the corridor outside her cell, and her ears perked. It was probably just a prison guard, but even if she couldn't win her freedom from them, they could possibly provide her with a source of entertainment.

"Hello?" She called out, her voice light and pleasant. "These restraints are really quite uncomfortable. Are you sure that they can't be loosened even a little bit? I would appreciate it oh-so much!"

[timeloved]

✧･ﾟ ——— ❛ @xiidoctor . ❪ asks . ❫ "everything we've ever known... it's all hanging by a thread."

✧･ﾟ ——— ❛ SHE HUMMED HER ACKNOWLEDGEMENT , KICKING HER FEET IDLY AS SHE PONDERED HIS STATEMENT . it wasn ' t untrue , and as a time - traveler she felt the precariousness of her world more than most would ever comprehend , the changed day with her father and the parallel universe she never existed in coming to mind . rose ' s feet swished far above nebulas earth would never see , sprays of stars and gases spread like wildflowers as far as her eye could see . fingers curled over blue painted wood , anchoring her body in the doorway of the t . a . r . d . i . s . , even as whiskey - brown eyes traced foreign starpaths in thought .

      ❝   ' s   never not been like that , doctor , has it ?   ❞ gold starlight flashed in her eyes , astronomically deepening their age for a fraction of a second . ❝     something ugly comes along , threatening time and space . and we fix it all , to walk away with knowledge of what is , what was , and what never will be .   ❞

      a soft sigh , and one hand lifted from its perch to secure an errant strand of hair back behind her ear . she tilted her head towards him , brown eyes turned to examine him , searching for something .

      ❝   what ' s prompted this thought ?   ❞ her signature smile — tongue caught between her teeth and endlessly mischievous — lit up her face . ❝   old age catching up with ya , and making you nostalgic ?   ❞

[yes7erdays-a1]

@xiidoctor asked: "You left me in a room with a hundred boxes of rubbish and a lunatic ranting about a brain ray!"

❛⠀⠀yeah, 'cause i'm tired of tripping on your rubbish every time i go to the tardis wardrobe! i organized it last time and it took you two weeks to fill it up again with... i don't even know what. ⠀ ❜ ⠀ clara replied, looking up from her novel with a half-grin, judgement etched into her features. ⠀ ❛⠀⠀and that was a mirror. ⠀ ❜

best of patterson from blindspot ( 2015 - 2020 ) sentence starters !

[carbondated]

It was a struggle to keep her tone even, a mocking little cough escaping her instead ❝ Hmm, let me see if I have this correct, you claim to have visited the luminous missing plain, which disappeared at the dawn of time, hence the name, not just once but on three different occasions? ... well you're certainly older than the average student intake dear, but I doubt you're that old and seeing as the possession and/or use of time travel is a class 9 felony to everyone bar those at the time agency, of which you're certainly not a member, you've made that quite clear... ❞ She paused, feigning another cough while she fiddled with the sleeve of her dress in an effort to discreetly hide the vortex manipulator strapped to her wrist. When this mysterious stranger had turned up at the back of the lecture hall this morning, admittedly she'd disregarded everything about him except his curious sense of style. But when he had interrupted her speech? Disrupted his fellow students learning? Well, now she just had to say something. No, this wouldn't do at all. River watched absentmindedly as the last of her students shuffled out into the hallway for a few moments before she rose to her feet in an effort to do the same. No doubt the rest of her colleagues had got wind of what had happened. She was going to have to move fast to do damage control or else she'd be spending the next three weeks hearing all about how 'Professor Song let a student get the better of her in her own classroom' every time she stepped into the faculty lounge. She ran a tight ship, no room for errors or in this case, unwarranted interruptions. Gathering her things, River shot him a grim smile, ❝ ... Naturally I have to conclude you're exaggerating in hopes of a better grade. let me put your mind at ease there Mr Smith, I dont offer extra credit to liars, at least, not unless they're good liars. ❞

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[evcryopeneye]

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@xiidoctor

[wasme]

" there's so much you don't know . " asked by @xiidoctor .

it seemed almost impossible to take that in any way other than a warning , an ominous prediction from a future he shouldn't be seeing . the doctor felt old , felt as if his time was at an end , every breath one more than nature should allow . yet before him stands his future , greyed and wrinkled , tired and angry . ( is this to be his fate ? for his internal strife to manifest in physical form ? ) a soft remorse settles in his chest , a slow but evident decaying . " let me guess , you're not going to tell me . " words come out filled with an annoyance he hadn't planned on portraying , which is perhaps why next sentence is coated with a more resigned tone , careful not to be too upset .

. . . " no . probably for the best . . . "

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the wind unleashes its mournful howl outside, the relentless assault of rain against the windows enveloping the early morning in darkness. a solitary candle dances on a nearby table, casting a warm glow over the pages in her lap. the handwriting of her young charge, more of a scrawl than anything resembling her lessons, dominates most of the parchment, save for a drawing of a cat at the uppermost corner of the page.

the cat is wonderful.

the lesson is most decidedly not.

as she fills in the drawing of the cat, wondering how she'll inspire the young girl to give as much attention to history, as to her drawings, the door of the sitting room creaks open. eyes don't budge from the scrawny cat. as she knew the housekeeper was the only one awake at this hour, clara starts chattering on about nothing, voice coated with the easy humor this house sorely lacks.

❛⠀ so, you've come to hear the end of my story. took you long enough, but i knew you wouldn't be able to resist. mind you, i half expected to wake up to you with a plate of biscuits on my bed, the way you were badgering on last night. now, sit down, and i'll tell you how i escaped from the pastor.⠀ ❜

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[realmythsmoved]

Queue Schedule

@fragmcntdstars - Nica & The [Redacted] Doctor, Monday

@oddlies - Imogen & Hope, meme continuation, Monday

@lovepurposed - Lucienne & Aphrodite, meme continuation, Monday / Lucienne & Alanna, meme continuation, Tuesday

@ferinehuntress - Caitlyn & Vi, Tuesday

@potestmagice - The First Professor & Diana, Tuesday

@xiidoctor - The Twelfth Doctor & The (Thirteenth) Doctor, Tuesday

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lots of ooc mun stuff below:

favourite colour(s): for my entire life it has been a light powder blue, but in recent years it's become pink. i use pink in everything, i'm currently taking notes with a pink pen.

favourite flavour(s): huge fan of all things chocolate (milk chocolate -- very sweet preferably). i love mint, i'm a mint chocolate chip defender. huge fan of spices and peppers.

favourite music: i'm more of a pop girlie. i love broadway soundtracks ( hadestown shows up regularly as one of my top artists ). i've been listening to a little more country lately which i also really like and also classical (especially ballet)! but mainly pop and music i can dance to!

favourite movie(s): princess bride is a top one for sure. you've got mail, the librarian quest for the spear.

favourite series: star trek. all star trek (yes, even enterprise, especially maybe enterprise). gilmore girls, greys anatomy, fleabag, west wing (newsroom and the rest of the sorkin universe), community

last song: The Nutcracker, Op. 71, TH.14 / Act 2: No. 14, Pas de Deux: Intrada - Variation I/II

last series: chicago fire

last movie: ticket to paradise

currently reading: the third atlas six and anna karenina

currently watching: chicago fire

currently working on: studying for my test on monday (this is a break shh)

tagged by: @xiidoctor ( thank you! )

tagging: @abenzstern, @forgaeven, @horroreius, @liibertysdream, @respondedinkind, @he1msman, @penvcnens, @basementboat,

[carbondated]

A fine mist still clung to her hair as she stepped through the threshold, running a hand over the top it absent-mindedly. The Temple Bar Pub was relatively quiet for a Friday afternoon, which didn't bother her in the slightest. She ordered an old fashioned, took a table beside the windows, depositing her things unceremoniously against the wall before she could sit down. It had been a disaster of a day, the piece she'd been expecting to be delivered today had mistakenly ended up over 100 miles away at the Ulster Museum instead .... and if that wasn't bad enough, they intended to keep it. Oh, heads would be rolling by the time she was through with this.

She took a swig of drink, relishing in the way the whiskey burned down her throat. How long had it been since they'd settled here? Since everyone around her had started dying off around her like mayflies. Her old team would've never made that mistake with the address. Her old team would've gone up north to retrieve the piece with her. Niamh Bertrun swallowed, washing down River Song's misery with another swig of liquor. You're not that person anymore.You gave up that person for a quiet life, traded the field for the gallery, the planets for the emerald isle, the vortex for a house and a long line of broken hearts for... damn it!

Niamh glanced at her watch, had she been here for half an hour already? As if he had read her thoughts she saw the bar manager point to her and then motion one of the staff. No doubt they'll be wanting their table. She straightened, a blunt reply on the tip of her tongue, but she needn't bother, for at that precise moment her eyes travelled past the staff to settle on a familiar face.

. ❝... The college is a 6 minute walk away and somehow you still manage to be late my love. What's your secret, do tell? ❞ Despite her annoyance,a smile tugged at the corner of her lips, pleased to see her husband after such a catastrophic day.

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