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Hello! I'm the Doctor. Just the Doctor. Just traveling through on the T.A.R.D.I.S to see who I might run into.

(( This is an Independent RP blog/ ask for 10th Doctor. It is an AU where he survived the events of The End of Time, but he can play from any point in his timeline. ))
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On 21 Oct '14
# the doctor  # new who  # doctor who  # doctor queue  
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1 day ago
On 20 Oct '14

I’ve lived a long life and I’ve seen a few things. I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told and knowledge that must never be spoken.

# doctor who  # doctor queue  # new who  
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believeindrawing:

A tribute to my favourite Doctors.

believeindrawing:

A tribute to my favourite Doctors.

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2 days ago
On 18 Oct '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed OR (( because that's rather sad )) ✙ our muses shopping together (( for dem cute domestic feels <3 <3 ))

72-reasons:

72-reasons:

"No, no. I realize you go blundering around in your toothpick suits and trainers in the rest of the galaxy, but if you’re going to attend a party at my house, I insist on buying you a proper dinner jacket. Maybe even a nice tie if I can cajole you."

 

"It’s a pretty small shindig. It’s not as if all of the colony is coming, but it’ll be a decent collection of old friends. Given that we have until later this evening to get the shopping done, which I don’t doubt will go rather quickly once we get around to it," Khan answered, smiling winningly when the Doctor linked arms with him. These were the types of small acts of affection and amicability that he adored so much. Because it wasn’t always the fire at the center of the universe with the Doctor - sometimes it was the coolth of knowing one had a very good friend in the dark places life led to. "The people that will be coming are the people that know me best, but I would vie that you don’t have to be too intimidated by that. We’ve known each other in difficult times, and they mean well for me, but we none of us are personally very close. So consider them a support system - one that you will no doubt be welcomed to have access to if you should want."

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   ”Considering you saved all of them, you could hardly blame them if they did all want to show up. You’re like the Fonz if he saved everyone on happy days.” He couldn’t help but take some pride in the smile on Khan’s face when he wrapped his arm around the augments. Any time he could bring a smile to his face, it lifted his spirits. He seemed to triumphant at the small gestures, which only made them more meaningful and only furthered his desire to take such actions in the future. The Doctor tried not to be a creature of sentiment, he truly did, but when he was with Khan he could help but melt at the smallest things. The inflection in his voice when he was happy, the deep , rich tones of his laughter, the sly smiles he had when the Doctor showed affection. The Doctor treasured each gesture and purred at the prospect of seeing them again. ” I really don’t need another jacket, just one and we’ll be fine. I’m sure you’ve a suit a prepared, I’ll try not to look a tramp next to you.” He added with a soft chuckle. Leaning forward, he placed a gentle kiss on the Augments lips, lingering just a few centimeters from his face when he pulled away, their noses still touching. ” Come on then, let’s go or we’re in danger of not going at all. Though, I suppose we could forget the shopping and I could kiss you more, then we’ll both look disheveled at your party~”

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3 days ago
On 18 Oct '14

War is too messy to produce easy heroes and villains; there are always brave people on the wrong side, and evil men among the victors. And a mass of perfectly ordinary people struggling to survive and understand in between.

Ben Macintyre - Agent ZigZag (via zimniyekosti)

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3 days ago
On 18 Oct '14

andyoudoctor:

It’s not like I’m an innocent.

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3 days ago
On 18 Oct '14
» A message from 72-reasons:

"Since the day I left I see your face in every crowd."

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justamaninthebluebox:

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    He tries to let out a laugh, but it sounded choked, breathy. He wants to make light of the situation, think of something witty that will break the tension and push away the mounting emotions that are building in his chest. He doesn’t want to acknowledge the fear that always scratches at the back of his head when he has to leave Khan, that horrible strangling fear that he will continue on and find something better, that the Doctor’s absence is more a blessing than anything for the grieve he is spared int he long run. 

    He swallows thickly, struggling to look at his partner as he tries to keep up this mask. Keep strong, hide it. A thousand voices seem to scream in his head, the dead and the dying of eons ago, the worlds that plummeted at his hand and yet in one sentence he’s brought to a stand still because despite how much he’s faced, nothing is nearly so terrifying as how much this man cares and how much he cares for him. 

    He can feel this facade crumbling, he feels weak, pathetic that he can’t have a stiff upper lip, make this seem like everything is fine and there’s nothing to talk about. “Fuck.” He whispers with that breathy mockery of a laugh, struggling to keep his hand steady as he lifts it to his face and rubs it over his mouth. 

     Give him a universe on the brink of destruction and he’s confident and talking at a mile a minute, but this? He’s at a loss. “…I’m so sorry.” Is all he can manage as the facade crumbles and the smile turns melancholy. ” I’m so sorry…” He inhales sharply and scratches the back of his neck as he avoids eye contact. Words fail him and he moves forward, gentle hands pulling the augment into a tender kiss, a kiss that speaks the words he can’t seem to conjure. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead gauntness the augments, save for these few words he says barely above a whisper. “ I’ve missed you so much…”

 

"Doctor, you know better," Khan murmured, wishing that there was a promise he could make the other man that would make his fear go away. But fear was the two-fold bane of all thinking, cognitive men. There was instinctual fear, which drove men to madness that wasn’t becoming of their otherwise upstanding intellect. Then, there was preemptive fear. Fear which was bound to a fundamental lack of control - over circumstances, over fate. It was the fear of all beings who could make an active decision to have that ability taken away from them. 

Khan knew that if the Doctor had his way, he would choose to save everyone. If he could decide, he would smooth over the blemishes of history and make it right, make it as it should have been. But even the Time Lord, with all of his power, could not change that he was not omnipotent. He couldn’t always save everyone, no matter how large his two hearts were, and no matter how much they burst with the desire to do good for the universe after all the bad that he had both caused and endured.

He deserved better than to have to face the truth that he couldn’t save the people he loved most. He deserved to feel like he could move earth and heaven. But Khan could no sooner insure that than he could insure his own safety. With or without the Doctor, life was dangerous. He’d spent most of his life almost dying for the sake of his people, and though he wish he didn’t have to be, he was quite sure that his life would steer back in that direction no matter what he tried to do.

Rubbing a hand over the man’s shoulder, Khan held him a little bit closer. “You know my story better than most people in the universe, Doctor. You know that my life hasn’t exactly been short of danger, even before I met you. I’ve been dying since the day I was created, dying for a cause that I thought was worth it. And it has been, all along. But Doctor, you were the first one to introduce me to the idea that something can be worth living for as well as dying for.”

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"I would rather spend what days I have living for the future you’ve given me than returning to my life without you, and returning to settling for dying for whatever pursuit I choose to have next," Khan mumbled, feeling like it was an admission whose weight the other man didn’t necessarily deserve to bear. But the truth was heavy, and even if he felt guilt at burdening the Doctor with yet another, he would rather that than live with the guilt of him never knowing what would become of him when they parted for the last time. "Safe was never an option."

It was shocking how much three simple words could burn so badly, bust as if his inner core would burn hallow with the heavy truth in those three little words. The Doctor did know better, he knew no matter what he asked or how he pleaded that fate and danger couldn’t be escaped, not could he nor the magnificent man who wrapped his arms around him now could. This was a part of the lives they lived. Even still, some part of him begged to push the laws of reality so that one might live in safety. He’d seen too many, been the cause of too many to die. In the warmth and comfort of this mans arms he’d let himself forget just how dangerous being attached to him was. 

    Remembering that fact made him want to shrink away, made him want to pull away and run until no one could get close again. He cared too much about Khan to see him hurt, but it would happen, it always happened, it always happened with the people he loved and he loved him. He loved Khan and it terrified him because his love never came with a happy ending. Someone was always hurt, something bad always happened. 


    Entire universes had fallen by contacting him, one person had nearly had their mind burn into oblivion, another in another universe after nearly being pulling into the Void. He tried to do good, to smile and act chipper, but no matter how much good he did or hard badly he wanted to protect the people he cared about, he couldn’t. 

  The more he thought of it, the more he pulled into himself, both physically and mentally. His body curled more towards itself as a dangerous train of thought began to take place, the shadows creeping back into his mind as those three words played over in his head. you know better. He didn’t want  to know better. He wanted to be able to accept that everything came with risks, but not the level of risk that came with loving him. Tears stung his eyes as his throat began to feel thick. He should leave, slip away and save Khan from whatever horrible thing might happen if he stayed. Loving him was selfish, Khan couldn’t suffer because of his selfishness. No one else could suffer because of him, not again. 

    Khan deserved better. The Doctor didn’t.

 The storm ebbs and flows but with Khan’s words, it slowly begins toe calm, but the torrent that has build up needs release. The Time Lord clings to the Augment and, after a long period of silent, breaks down into quite sobs. He feels like he should leave, help Khan stay as  safe as possible, but he doesn’t want to, and the more Khan speaks the more the Doctor wishes he could curl into his embrace and forget the world, and in time he will have that for just a moment, but right now he needs to let everything out. 

    He sobs unto his love’s chest, comforted by the tight hold of Khan’s arms around him and the rub of his hands on his shoulders. After a while, he calms enough to bite back tears, enough that the seas have calmed and he can regain control. ” I’m sorry.” He murmurs, his fingertips brushing over the portion of Khan’s shirt damp with tears, ” I love you.” He says, struggling to keep his voice level. ” I love you, Khan, you just- “ you deserve better. " Can we just stay like this for a while, please? I’m sorry." He inwardly curses himself at his inability to voice his emotions properly. After a few deep breaths, he tries again. 

  “If safe isn’t an option…what would be the happiest option for you?”

 

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3 days ago
On 18 Oct '14

The name I chose is the Doctor. The name you choose, it’s like… it’s like a promise you make.

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3 days ago
On 17 Oct '14

My muse has just discovered they’re pregnant. Send me a + to see how they would break the news to your muse. 

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On 17 Oct '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

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72-reasons:

"I always wondered at what point something I said or did would send you running. I tried to avoid making you feel that pressured, always did. But I feel like this might be it, and I want you to know that no matter what, it’ll be alright."

     The Doctor felt his hearts begin to speed up, the hair on the back of his neck begin to stand on end. Khan was rarely shaken, but he was visibly worried about whatever he was about to tell the Time Lord. “Khan…” He began softly, nearly afraid to ask himself. He would never turn from danger if Khan’s people were in peril, nor if Khan’s life was threatened, so what could be so startling that it might convince Khan it would make him run? ” What is it? What’s wrong?”

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3 days ago
On 17 Oct '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

☹ My muse is visiting your muse on their death bed OR (( because that's rather sad )) ✙ our muses shopping together (( for dem cute domestic feels <3 <3 ))

72-reasons:

72-reasons:

"No, no. I realize you go blundering around in your toothpick suits and trainers in the rest of the galaxy, but if you’re going to attend a party at my house, I insist on buying you a proper dinner jacket. Maybe even a nice tie if I can cajole you."

 

It never ceased to amaze and amuse him that the Doctor had as liberal of a sense of humor as he did. Though it made sense for the man to be used to the odd and the exotic, there were times when he was surprisingly traditional. Especially when it came to matters of the heart, he was very conservative at times. That was part of what he liked about the man - he didn’t have just one philosophy. He was human like the rest of them, full of wonderful contradictions. ”Oh I expect you to use your masterful discretion when it come to evading that topic,” Khan said with a laugh. “Though rest assured that I don’t think that the topic is going to veer in that particular direction. They know better than to ask about private matters too deeply, but they are likely to ask where we’ve traveled to, what we do together. They’ll want to know your interests and casual things about you. And if anyone steps over the line, just send them to me.”

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   ”I suppose if need be,  could always bring up black holes and talk their ears off. That is one of my strengths, I am quite good at rambling.” He purred, all the more elated to hear the mirth in Khan’s voice. He loved Kahn’s laughter, the deep, rich tones that seemed to flow from somewhere deep in his through when he really was enjoying himself. It was intoxicating. His own grin was a clear give away at his enjoyment at the other’s amusement.   “Right, so, is this a small shin dig, or is it a bit of an event? How much time have we got to get the shopping done before we need to be back?” With one smooth gesture, he looped one of his arms around the augments, a comforting sense of calm coming from the contact, despite the somewhat worrying prospect of speaking on his personal life with strangers. “And these friends that’ll be asking questions, what are they like?”

 

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4 days ago
On 17 Oct '14

Tenth Doctor Project 19/?: Ten in Army of Ghosts

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