Raise your hand if you’re straddling the line between crippling anxiety and not giving any fucks about anything


plushie-dei whispered:
"DOC-TOR!" The plush Dalek slid about in a circle around the Doctor, a sock stuck over his eye stalk, "DOC-TOR MY VIS-ION IS IM-PAIRED!" ~Littletoydalek



Now there was a touch of whimsy you didn’t see every day. As the tiny Dalek circled around him, the Doctor tried hard not to laugh. “Alright! Alright! Hold still!” Bending down, he gave the sock a light tug and waved a hand in front of the plush’s eye stalk. “Better?”

The Dalek stopped panicking and looked up at the Time Lord, his dome lights flashing as he registered that he could see again, “YOU HAVE RES-CUED ME FROM THE FA-BRIC EYE EA-TER! I AM IN YOUR DEBT!”

It was impossible, then, for the Doctor to suppress a laugh any longer. Wiping a tear of mirth from his eye, he plopped down beside the tiny Dalek. “You are very welcome. What’ve you been up to lately, hm? …Besides apparently adventuring through the laundry, that is.”

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[ please take care of yourself!! your health is the most important thing :) ]

//Awwww Thanks bb! I know that and I will! :D <3


//Here I am, once again, with very little muse and a ton of drafts. I thought very seriously about archiving this blog and my Martha one tonight or at least putting them on indefinite hiatus. It’s just time to admit to myself that I’m not as involved in the DW fandom as I used to be and my interests are turning elsewhere.

There are a few interactions, though, which continue to draw me back to this blog and so, instead of closing down shop completely, I’m cutting back to a handful of threads and closing myself to new ones for the foreseeable future. I’m really sorry to do this and I understand if anybody chooses to unfollow because of this. 

Even though my muse for Ten is fading, I really want to thank everybody who made my first RP experience really wonderful and enjoyable. You guys have given me huge amounts of confidence I didn’t have when I started.

And to anybody who isn’t listed here, I really am sorry and I hope you won’t feel bad or take it personally. I’m dropping threads with some characters I truly loved just because I’m having a lot of trouble replying. It really is nothing personal at all. <3

Here are the people who I’m keeping threads with. HOWEVER I’ll only be keeping one thread with each, so if you’re on this list and we have multiple threads, please message me and let me know which one you’d prefer OR if you’d rather plot a brand new one instead. If I don’t hear from you, I’ll assume you wish to drop our threads entirely which is also okay. :)


Thanks for a great run everybody! I love you all to pieces!

the graham norton show ft. diehard whovian peter capaldi

(Source: attackoneyebrows)

I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine 
and which ones I created to please you.

The Dust On This Poem Could Choke You/ Lora Mathis lora-mathis (via possibilityofliving)

(Source: peetahales)

The Doctor knelt down beside her, smiling kindly. "Hello, I'm the Doctor. What's wrong, luv?"



"N-nothing, I’m sorry." She said, trying to get to her feet as quickly as possible as she furiously wiped the tears from her eyes. "J-just a bad day, that’s all…" She tried to explain. ‘A bad day’ was alway an easier excuse to give than explaining she had had an anxiety attack.

Osgood dug her hands into the railing of the console as instructed, trying her best to keep her feet planted firmly on the ground. The last thing she wanted was to be thrown to the ground on the way to their mystery destination. But, as bumpy as she had read rides on the TARDIS could be, this was quite gentler than she had expected. 

She watched him carefully, mesmerized by the way he so effortlessly piloted the ship, moving around the console as if he had done it thousands of times before. To be fair, that was most likely the case. 

When the mostly steady ride came to a stop, Osgood let peeled her hands off of the railing. She suspected the Doctor had tried a great deal to keep things so smooth for her- what with how her day had been going up until this point- and she was so grateful. 

As he called her towards the door, the scientist couldn’t help the grin forming on her face. She hadn’t really any idea where they had ended up, but she knew it would be amazing. Shaking slightly with anticipation, she leaned forward to carefully look outside the TARDIS. With her hand on the doorframe, she was careful to stay inside in case they really had ended up somewhere dangerous and she needed to get away quickly. 

But that was not the case. Instead of any imminent danger, she was greeted with the most amazing landscape she had ever seen. Never having been one for travel- especially with how anxious packing and security and going away from home made her- Osgood never got to see anything but her little world in London. 

"This is… Oh god, wow." She breathed out, shaking her head lightly. Eyes wide and mouth open slightly, Osgood couldn’t believe she was really here. Never in her life did she think she would be standing in Peru, let alone in 1483. "I… This is Peru… I’m in Peru.” She said after a long pause. She was practically speechless. 

The Doctor couldn’t contain the broad grin that split his face as she poked her head out. It was a change of pace from all the charging around he was used to doing but it was funny and sort of sweet to see her shy about it all.

One hand on her shoulder, he slipped around her out of the door and turned back to face her, still smiling. “No,” he said softly, shaking his head in wry amusement. Reaching for her hands, the Doctor would give Osgood a light tug to coax her to follow him outside. “Now you’re in Peru.”

"S’alright. Nothing to be scared of. C’mon." He had landed them on top of the Sun Gate for spectacular effect but it did mean they were awkwardly close to the guard patrols. Still, the TARDIS was well out of sight. They just needed to scrabble down to the ground unnoticed.

Eyeing the narrow set of stone stairs at the back of the gatehouse, the Doctor glanced back at her. “Are you prepared to do a light bit of sneaking about?” he asked mischievously. 


Three men unsheathe their sonic screwdrivers

One aims it - like a weapon

One points it - like a tool

One flourishes it - like a magic wand

The Doctor and The Guardian (Closed RP with thetenthlordoftime)


It…really wasn’t easy being blind. Ugh, she hated it. She hated it so much, this darkness that veiled her sight. But she had learned to deal with it…for the most part. Mari wasn’t in such a very good mood this particular afternoon, and all the stumbling around only made it worse. The crystals tried to help her by leading her to where she wanted to go, which sort of worked, but only until she strayed off the path and fell into unknown territory, as far as she knew. Lost. Lost in her own forest! Ugh, she wanted to scream!

"I hate being blind." The Guardian grumbled into the dirt. Picking herself up again, she tried to listen to her surroundings.

But what she heard next was unlike anything she had ever heard before. This strained, whooshing…grating sound. What…what WAS that?

Setting the TARDIS to a random destination was always an adventure. Especially when, occassionally, he ended up somewhere he’d never been before. The planet on his scanner certainly looked lovely but it was a bit prickly as landing conditions went.

Specifically, something on the surface was preventing the TARDIS from landing. “Oh c’mon! Don’t give me that!” he hollered at the ship, determined to have his fun. Suddenly, whatever barrier was in place gave way and he felt the TARDIS lurch and then hurtled toward the spot he’d chosen.

She wasn’t used to dropping out of the atmosphere and she flickered out of phase just before landing, knocking him to his knees. At last she materialized properly a small distance away and promptly shut down. Brown eyes went wide as the Time Lord realized she had stranded him out of temper. “Oi! I’m in charge here!” he wheezed a little weakly, glaring around at the control room. A not so subtle feeling of disdain was all he got in return.

As the Doctor poked his head out the door, he was immediately entranced by a brilliant array of crystals. They were absolutely everywhere in the dense forest and his face split into a wide grin at the sight.

"Anybody home?" he called out into the glade.

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