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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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2 months ago
On 20 May '14

geronisong:

this is literally Ten in a nutshell

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On 20 May '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

How you feeling, love? ((crosses fingers for kissing meme))

72-reasons:

72-reasons:

"Alive, which is a considerable improvement."

 

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Again letting the other man lead him alone, he took in the sight of the other man’s room with a gentle wonder. There was something almost sacred about the place, as if it, undoubtedly like some distant corner of the Time Lord’s heart, were untouched and tranquil. “I can imagine you’ve gone through every time there is just to find the right bed,” he noted with a smile, settling down onto the edge, keeping the Doctor’s hands in his own. “I’m quite welcome to you staying,” he said. “I’ve always rested better with someone around. I always thought it went back to when, as children in the labs, we would all dog-pile on the floor together with our duvets and pillows. It was as close to real loving contact as we got. But it’s always stuck.”

 ” Well, may have taken me a big longer than most people, which is ironic because I don’t actually use it very often.” He sat down on the bed, a gentle sigh escaping him as he leaned back against the pillows. His hand slip from Khans as he listened to his explanation, his hand now wrapping around Khan to pull him closer. For a moment, he said nothing, a rarity in his life. Letting his eyes fall closed, he turned towards his companion and simply breathed in deeply, taking in his scent mixed with his own which lay so heavy in the room.


“…real loving contact…” He echoed back. Contact would be terrifying if it became loving. Loving meant becoming attached, attached meant becoming vulnerable and anything he became attached to eventually left. With Khan in his bed, the Doctor’s arms wrapped around him, he expected his hearts to pound with the fear that this would soon shatter and yet, all he could think of was how good it felt to breath him in, how deeply he wanted to give him real loving contact. " …if you sleep better with someone, you should just sleep like this- until you recover, at the least."

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On 19 May '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

How you feeling, love? ((crosses fingers for kissing meme))

72-reasons:

72-reasons:

"Alive, which is a considerable improvement."

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Laughing as lightly as he could manage at the other man’s challenge, he took the offered hand and proceeded back to the time machine with a smile on his face. He was sure that the Doctor had many things in his life to feel guilty over, and he wanted the last and least of them to be him having gotten hurt. Comparatively, he was sure, it was an incredibly small grievance. Once they were inside, he leaned himself against the railing for a moment, taking stock of his own body. While he’d had worse, and wasn’t feeling terrible, he knew that resting, even if it was upon request, was actually a quite wise idea. “Alright, mother hen,” he chided, shaking his head. “Just promise me you won’t wander off without me.”

" Wouldn’t dream of it." He purred in return one hand slipping into Khans and gentle pulling at him. "Come on then, rest in my bed. It’ll be nice to have your scent on the sheets." He slowly made the small trek to his bedroom. Ancient books lined the shelves, a modest bed, comfortable enough for two people if need be with pale blue sheets. "Not much, but the bed exceptionally comfortable. " He said as he smoothed over the covers. "…I can stay with you, if you like."

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2 months ago
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72-reasons:

 

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Swallowing the last of the mince pie he’d snagged from the refrigerator, he considered the policeman with a curious eye. He had meant the plea for time more as a satirical gesture than an actual askance. Though, having gotten what he wanted, he found the situation all the more strange for it having worked. “And what exactly are we going to chat about while we wait for you to arrest me after another tart? The weather in Surrey, or in Kuala Lumpur??

    His mind raced as he tried to consider the best possible outcome for this situation. Leaving immediately would be easier, but may raise suspicious. More importantly, it threw away a very unique opportunity. After a moment of pause, he perked up, pointing towards the kitchen. ” Fancy a cuppa?” He asked quickly, trotting over to the kitchen and finding the mugs. ” Not really one for weather talk, bit boring. Dunno, why d’you think you’re being arrested? Seem as good a place to start as any.” After finishing, he placed one mug in the center of the table, giving it a gentle push towards Khan before settling in the seat across from him. ” Can’t arrest you before tea, couldn’t live with myself.”

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2 months ago
On 19 May '14

I’m the Doctor.

# doctor who  # classic who  # new who  # time queue  
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Reblog if you’d be upset if I deleted this blog 

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72-reasons:

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"Can you at least wait to incarcerate me after I’ve had a bite? I’ve only just gotten in and haven’t had something for two days. I guarantee the arrest will be more satisfying for both of us if I have a full stomach."

 Welp, this was bad. Very bad. Just one quick trip, he’d told himself, just going to pop off for a bit and come back before Khan even woke up, and where had his ship taken him? To a version of his lover who hadn’t met him yet, one that he briefly flashed his psychic paper to while claiming to be a policemen to gain access to the house.  Brilliant.
  “Yeeaah, ‘bout that-know what? Go on ahead, have your fill, better to have something before all that anyways, maybe a quick chat, why rush it?” 

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2 months ago
On 18 May '14

Send me a “@” for my character’s goodbye letter to yours. 

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2 months ago
On 18 May '14
# ninth doctor  # rose tyler  # doctor who  # new who  
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2 months ago
On 29 Apr '14
» A message from justamaninthebluebox:

((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.

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justamaninthebluebox:

72-reasons:

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.

   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. “

Opening his hands to cup the Time Lord’s face, he lifted the centuries old man’s face. Brushing thumbs over sharp cheekbones, he offered the other a smile before settling their brows together. Tapping the tips of their noses together, he sighed. “Life is worthwhile because it is difficult,” he said with a wry smile. “We’re due to have quite a few arguments, being married. What’ll always get us out of it is a bit of perspective.” Combing his hands back through the man’s messy locks, he spared the Doctor a smiling kiss. “And you have a very bad habit of providing that. The entirety of time and space at your doorstep, and all that.”

 A laugh choked out of him as he kept his eyes shut, listening to his husbands voice and feeling those soft lips pressed to his. Why his mind went to such terrible things when such good was in front of him, he didn’t know, but he hated it. This beautiful man was in front of him and his mind wandered to the future. In what seemed like a moment, he would be gone and this would be a distance memory. He was so frightened that he would open his eyes and he’d already be gone. These memories were too good, he wanted them to last, he needed this to last. He felt the sting of tears in his eyes as he forced himself to open his eyes and look at his husband. ” I love you, Khan.” He breathed, pulling him into another kiss, more passionate that the last, but one that spoke of his fear and his need without saying a word. ” I love you so much…” Please don’t ever go

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3 months ago
On 20 Apr '14

pulledacross:

"I’m still just an image. No touch"

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RTD Era Meme: 1/8 Scenes