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thehumanwiki · 2 months
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so like, watching series 8 and realizing— before the big reveal did ppl just think Missy was straight up God. did ppl think Clara got the Doctor’s phone number from God. i need to know—
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lucky-draws · 2 months
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time lords are friends with each other, dear. anything else is cradle-snatching.
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drwhmst · 2 months
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hello it’s jono I was drwhmst 😇
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spacephobos · 10 months
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funky lil space lesbian
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markcavendish · 9 months
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Obsessed with davina mccall AS HERSELF?
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dreameroftheblue · 8 months
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finished ych for M0TOK0! :)
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sunnibits · 2 months
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finding a new hyperfixation is so hard I just wanna hyperfixate on doctor who for the first time again
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dykebeckett · 11 months
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I love eleventh doctor…. Idk if this gets me beat up for my lunch money for all the bigger cooler doctor who guys or what he seems unpopular these days. but I like him he’s my friend :)
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quietwingsinthesky · 8 months
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Very interested to see what you do with this w the Amy/Rory/Doctor/River polycule
see this has so much potential now right? the angst alone.
because imagine you fall in love with this woman, this incredible woman who drops in at her own whim to cause chaos and save your life and flirt with your doctor. who has all of his future tucked away in a little blue book, and — you hope — all of yours, too. imagine you fall in love with her when she knows everything about you and you can’t know anything about her — spoilers, after all.
imagine you kiss her for the first time (seems only fair, if the doctor gets to, if you get to kiss the doctor, if the doctor gets to kiss your wife) and she lets you. just lets you. which isn’t like river song at all, to just let anything happen to her. but when you stop, she’s looking at you as sad as you’ve ever seen her. you don’t know what that means, but you do remember one of the few things she’s told you, that all the doctor’s firsts, and it must stand to reason, your firsts, are her lasts. you tell yourself you will kiss her again and kiss her often, as if that can make up for the fact that to her, she’ll never have it again. (and, obviously, your wife agrees, because what she wants, she’ll have, her boys and her river song.)
there was never any way not to fall in love with her, really. that’s simply what you do when someone falls out of the sky, or, better put, out of one spaceship and into the one you call home. how do you nearly die together, save the universe, bond over the doctor’s terrible fashion choices, without loving her? the doctor falls slowest, falls hardest, with a crash that rings through the whole universe, and the next time he sees her, he’s got his own book to match hers. and when the four of you are together, there’s nothing that can hurt you.
except that the doctor dies. and then there’s three months running from monsters you can’t remember. and there’s a body that isn’t yours that melts away (you feel that. don’t tell the doctor, but you feel it, every last second, until there’s nothing left of you and all you can ask is ‘why?’) and then there’s a daughter you get to hold for two minutes. tell her fairy tales come true, about the Last Centurion and the Doctor and your River Song, because they’re going to come for you.
well. two of them do. and river song arrives too late and right on time.
and you fell in love with her. you all fell in love with her. what else could you do?
there’s melted flesh on your dress. will she remember any of that? will your daughter remember that you tried to hold onto her, you fought so hard, you held on so tight, and it doesn’t matter unless she remembers. but if she remembers that, she’ll remember being taken from you as well, and that’s almost too much to bear, the thought of her falling from your arms into nothing and asking you ‘why? why couldn’t you have saved me?’
river song takes your hand, and you kiss her, and she still lets it happen. or lets it happen for the first time.
and then she tells you that she’s your daughter.
hell of a spoiler, right?
So, you know, something like that, I imagine. Plus, if we wanted to get real funky-fucky with it, we’d have an excuse to toss out the stupid ‘get pregnant on a tardis and have a time lord baby’ thing and just make the doctor the one who knocked amy up. (or who knocked her up with rory with weird time lord sex that allows there to be multiple fathers, who knows.) not that he would know until the bombs all drop, because he’d insist it was only rory’s and rory would agree. and then, seeing river’s dna would be the world’s worst paternity test, you know?
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payaso-gomi · 2 years
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The 'ah yes me, my wife, [insert annoying, big object]' meme is so applicable to vbros
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lorephobic · 1 year
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twitter fandom ppl are so fucking annoying but somehow even more annoying are the grown men who are into the same media as u, but instead of being invested in fandom, they reply to ccs as if theyre personal friends and dont see anything wrong with it
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david-watts · 2 years
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You're english? I always thought you were from somewhere else
I'm not english I just sound like that
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forty-whacks · 2 years
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I'm getting a little doccy who tattoo!
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i love being .2 seconds away from crying because of an irl friend…
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mcwhytubers · 1 year
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but no, being a factive is so easy and you never miss any of the friends and family that you feel like you never knew cause your source doesn’t share much about them-
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