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Sneak peak

That childish side of the Doctor had never vanished. The curiosity, the sense of wonder, even after centuries of seeing everything the universe could ever show to you. Next to the Master sat still that little boy in red robes who couldn't keep silent about all the wonders he had read about, all the places he wanted to visit as soon as he'd find a way to leave Gallifrey behind. And once, during an evening when the suns had drawn a particularly beautiful light upon the hills, that boy had turned around, had looked at him, had truly seen him for maybe the first time. Just seen. Just being present. And at that one peculiar moment he had leaned in and had clumsily thudded their mouths together for a short second, grinning afterwards as if he had just invented the greatest toy in existence. Will you come with me? We can go together. Just you and me. And see aaaall the Stars in the universe. 

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I really am tempted to write a Doctor Who fanfiction called Janitor What where the main premise is (while being a pretty major plot hole himself) another timelord who was friends with The Doctor and The Master when they were young on Gallifrey. Only, instead of running in fear or being driven completely mad when forced to stare into The Untempered Schism, he is compelled to clean time and is captive to this illusion that time doesn't have to be so wibbly or wobbly at all. He sort of works as the timelord who actually does his job. Only issue is that his two best friends have gone absolutely off their rockers and he spends most of his time cleaning up their messes. In other words, The Janitor is who patches up plotholes. How did Pete Tyler know to catch Rose in Doomsday? The Janitor. What ever happened to The Valeyard? The Janitor. How are there no Reapers before or after Father's Day? You can thank The Janitor because that's his daleks baby. And The Janitor always shows up in this shipping crate that says Fragile on the side and he's got a tool belt of bullshit like an Ultraviolet Spanner, a Gammaray Hammer, or the Sub-o-matic plunger. Of course, the even better gimmick of it all is when he lands and is asked who the hell he is. I mean it is the very last place one expects to have hired a janitor. Which always prompts a mind boggled, "Janitor? What?"

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Seasonal affective disorder havers how are we all coping

[ID: Two versions of the cat screaming at food bowl meme. The first has a clock showing 4pm and is captioned "WHY IS IT NIGHTTIME". The second has a November calendar and is captioned "WHY IS IT TEMPERATURES".]

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He's not your friend, you keep trying to kill him. He keeps trying to kill me. It's sort of our texting. We've been at it for ages.

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get yourself a main character whos two primary emotions are "little cunt" and "catatonic with grief"

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#spymaster just wanted some attention

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instructions unclear.

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"Wilf quiet, fascinated by these two" THE END OF TIME: PART TWO, 2010

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If you're reading this...

go write three sentences on your current writing project.

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"Wilf quiet, fascinated by these two" THE END OF TIME: PART TWO, 2010

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Doctor Who: A Summary

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DOCTOR WHO The End of Time

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"Wilf quiet, fascinated by these two" THE END OF TIME: PART TWO, 2010

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Tenth Doctor with Donna and the Master during summer holidays! I've made this drawing for an art club!

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The second time I drew them... I still couldn't quite capture their features.🤔

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"It's getting cold, detective." "Just give me one more minute, please."