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"I’m still just an image. No touch"
RTD Era Meme: 1/8 Scenes
It’s never a
goodbyeafter all. At the end,I mean, the Doctor hates endings.
The name refers to any one of the three species (A. atropos, A. styx and A. lachesis) of moth in the genus Acherontia. These moths are easily distinguishable by the vaguely human skull-shaped pattern of markings on the thorax. These moths have several unusual features. All three species have the ability to emit a loud squeak if irritated.
The two of the tree species named after the Moirai in Greek mythology (the Fates) Lachesis (allotter) and Atropos (unturnable). The word Styx (also meaning “hate” and “detestation”) is a river in Greek mythology that formed the boundary between Earth and the Underworld. source in the names and here | edit by me
Even though i cannot stand most of the insects in this world (i only like butterflies and bees) i found this particular animal pretty amazing. Still, only in photos.
The Christmas Invasion | Doomsday
the running doctors
((married couple fight meme response ))Despite trying for hours, sleep evaded him. A fight with Khan had left them distant with one another. It seemed like just yesterday they had met, and yet here they were, married and sleeping far from one another. The Doctor rose from his bed, making the slow trek to the room where khan lay on a cough. "D'you mind if I come in?" He asked softly.
Given he wasn’t one for sleeping much on a regular basis, it wasn’t unusual for him to be awake. Yet that night it was no comfortable occurrence. He sat awake, pondering over their argument. He knew naturally that every relationship had its comfortable and uncomfortable places, but with the relationships that mattered deeply it was far more difficult to sit pretty with the uncomfortable places. The Doctor had his deep trust, and even though it was a slight argument, it was no less easy to stomach or make sense of. So when the other came knocking, he found himself undeniably glad that he had. At least in his unease, he was not alone. “Come in, please,” he said, looking up at the Time Lord lingering in the half dark.
Folding their fingers together, he listened intently while the other spoke. Holding hands with a Time Lord was like touching genius, and he knew well that no matter the follies or faults, there wasn’t another opportunity like this in the universe. Nothing as burning or encompassing as the threat and the strive of keeping up with his personal mad man, and he reveled even in these shadowier moments. “Thankfully, there isn’t an art of apologizing. I honestly don’t think that anyone is actually good at it, or as good as they should like to be,” he said with a gentle smile. “But that’s the beauty in uniqueness. No two things are alike, no two moments the same. And Doctor if you believe that anything could convince me that the good and bad moments are not worth a life with you, you are very sorely mistaken.”
For a moment he could only look at his husband with an expression of gratitude and bewilderment. He swallowed thickly, pulling Khan’s hand towards him and pressing his knuckles to his forehead before pulling his head back and pressing his lips to his hand. ” If ever there as been someone more understanding more…” Words failed him when he needed them most. How did he puts such a marvelous creature into words? How would he possibly convey his love and gratitude to have someone who fit him so beautifully? ” …Life is long and difficult…but you make every moment worth it. There is no greater joy in my life than the knowledge that I share this life with you…and I’ll never be able to pay you back for that. “
Still the most amazing opening credits ever.
Doctor Who meme | nine scenes [9/9]
The Doctors and their companions
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