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There's something in the whole "regenerations are affected by who the Time Lord last sees/first sees/is thinking about at the time" that has some undertapped characterisation potential.

Like, 9 becoming young and bubbly 10 for Rose, Simm choosing to be young to match with the Doctor (to do battle better, obviously. Definitely not anything else haha. Definitely.) 12 having a Scottish accent after 11 died thinking of Amy?? And then Missy taking the accent for herself??

The Doctor taking traits from their companions and the Master taking theirs from the Doctor being the pattern here. Like come on. So much can be read into that. It's just sitting there for free.

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they should legalize polyamory. everywhere. and im not kidding at all. if someone wants to marry multiple people they should be allowed to. for any reason.

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Charles whose dad smashed his cassette tape with a hammer learns to navigate the backpack cause, like, he needs to be useful, yeah?

and this way Charles has everything Edwin needs, and if Edwin gets sick of him he’ll just.. he doesn’t know what he’ll do.

but then Edwin gets the record player.

he suggests, tentatively, that Charles might play some of his “queen” if he liked. after all, if they are to haunt potential realtors away from their new office, they may as well entertain themselves.

so they take turns, switching out; edwin likes opera. he shows Charles how to waltz, chiding Charles to stop looking at his feet til they’re gliding, whirling around like they’re in the movies. Edwin’s smile is small and pleased and lovely. (Charles attempt to get Edwin to headbang along to queen results in a sort of awkward rhythmic nodding. Charles loves him so much he could die again.)

And, like. Edwin doesn’t like clutter. he doesn’t bother with the random tidbits ghosts give them for solving cases.

until now, apparently.

now he comes back from trading at the goblin market with little useless things—a cursed rubix cube, records from bands Charles mentioned years ago.

Charles is so busy trying to subtly read his book on Edwardian courting rituals (disguised by Nikos discreet manga covers) that he doesn’t realize what Edwin’s set down in front of him. he stares at Edwin’s spiky handwriting, the tidy numbered list.

“I thought, perhaps, that we might—start a new tradition.”

Charles blinks, eyes stinging. “Mate, did you.. make me a mixtape?”

“Crystal assisted me, and while she was absolutely insuffer—“ Edwin staggers, catching him with a surprised little noise.

“I love you so much,” Charles says, muffled into his throat. “You’re my favorite person. I love you so much it hurts, sometimes.”

“Yes,” Edwin says softly, hands curling around his waist. He takes Charles weight like it’s nothing. “I believe I know the feeling.”

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my favorite grandpaism of all time is when he said "every time i learn a new person's name i forget the name of a fish." that shit has stuck with me for years. what did he mean by that

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my favorite grandpaism of all time is when he said "every time i learn a new person's name i forget the name of a fish." that shit has stuck with me for years. what did he mean by that

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never not thinking about this mcdonalds box

YOU'RE GONNA NEED TWO HANDS, GRANDMA

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here, have some bi-ace solidarity

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tbh I’ve always found it very funny that Elrond is like “there’s no point bringing Glorfindel on the quest, even though he’s a balrog-slayer. You won’t need balrog-slayers” and then thirty pages later they run into a balrog

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enjoy gay people

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honestly orson welles had the right idea when he said that he likes to fag it up with gay men. more straight men should do that

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Hey do you guys ever think about how Quentin had to bury Eliot but Eliot couldn’t even bury Quentin because there was nothing left of him? In this essay I will jump off a cl-

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