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someone: tell me about yourself
me: i like doctor who
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m i r r o r e d
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The Master is the Doctor's problematic fave™ tbh
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I will never stand with the Doctor!
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Essentialy I binge-watched all the episodes of Doctor Who with David Tennant and John Simm and caused myself serious emotional pain imagining them as happy little kids, exploring Gallifrey. A few notes on the actual picture: I know that they wouldn’t look like this as children, but since you at best have an idea of what the Master looked like, and no idea about the Doctor, and most importantly since David Tennant and John Simm are two of my favourite actors in the world, I went for this. The things in the sky that apparently look like toes (thanks, sis), are actually old TARDISes, with the Chameleon Circuit turned off. And costume wise, I remember there being a mention of the Master’s family having acres of land, so I decided to give him fancier clothes than the Doctor, though the collar is not quite as stiff as the grown up Time Lords. I also tried to bring their personalities into it a bit, it’s up to you to decide what it is they are actually looking at.
[ ooc. ] vacation hiatus. going to mexico! back aug. 17.
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“You are dear to me. You are my dearest person.” | requested by anonymous
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notaperfectsoldxer
The worst thing is that they aren’t even nightmares they’re memories.
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@mxstxr cont. from HERE
“ - Let go, or I will BURN you.”
She doesn’t exactly desire to, but if needed she most certainly will.
“Burn me?” He scoffs, and a low chuckle escapes from the chambers of his throat. “I ADMIRE your ambition and pity your lack of PROMISE. I have my doubts, surely you understand. I am indestructible. The whole universe knows that!”
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“I wasn’t asking for OPINIONS, thanks. Just stop aiming that thing at me.”
He tosses the laser from one hand to the other, back and forth, forth and back, as if it wasn’t a weapon that could KILL. But just to play along, he pauses, and presses the tip to his lips, thinking over her demand. He scrunches up his face, much like a troubled child, and snaps the laser open, throwing his arm in her direction.
“Shame. I don’t think I will. You didn’t say PLEASE.”