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ive moved! @screwthat :)
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ive moved! @screwthat :)
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ive moved! @screwthat :)
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as obnoxious as it is i hate this blog so much so i may have to just remake yet again entirely 
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im awake
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personally, I hate to do this. but I really don’t have any other choice. my home went up for taxes a little over four months ago, and I’ve been fighting for it ever since. While I may have won it back from the court system, the people who bought it need paid out. They’re asking 33,000 and I don’t have that. I’m asking for anything at all to help, please boost. I can’t even make commissions anymore since my ex broke my computer with everything on it. CA; $kcbug111 & venmo: casey-briggs-15
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What do you think of Steven Jr. as a name for a boy? I think it brings out his eyes
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Ruth
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this blog is so ugly give me a second
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nancy ruth wheeler confirmed i won
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ACROSS TIME AND SPACE … The Doctor is never in one place! Four brand new stories starring Matt Smith as the Eleventh Doctor.
1.1 Revenge of the Krotons
Milo and Andi have hit the jackpot in their spelunking — a gigantic crystal worth millions of credits is theirs for the taking! But it won’t be that easy to remove. When the Doctor and Amy arrive on Strion 807 for themselves, the four of them will experience a rude awakening…
1.2 The Sontaran Defector
When a lone Sontaran crash lands in London 2013, Kate Stewart knows better than to take the situation on by herself. She finds herself calling the Doctor for a different reason, however…this Sontaran doesn’t want to kill. While the Doctor remains convinced, Kate’s intuition is telling her another story…
1.3 Cold Front
A mysterious glacier is unearthed in the Hudson River, containing a single Ice Warrior, displaced from its squadron. Determined to return to Mars, the only ones who can help it are Nancy Wheeler and the Doctor. But can either party be trusted?
1.4 Planet of the Unchildren
The Doctor can’t ignore a cry a help forever, especially one from his oldest enemy, the Master. Trapped on a desolate planet with ravenous creatures neither have seen before, the two Time Lords face their worst nightmare: working together. The Master seems determined to take her enemy’s place in the Universe, however…
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“nanc likes sharks because she thinks of them as honest” that’s the BEST sentence i EVER wrote
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not to doxx myself but the situation in my country is getting pretty dire.    our eastern border has been at war since 2014,   and now we’re facing the possibility of a full-scale militarised invasion by russian forces.    it’s not a certainty yet,   as we’re still trying to pursue further negotiations and find a way out,   so i’m holding onto hope.    please keep us in your thoughts,   and please read up on the conflict in ukraine   —   the lack of international awareness is fucking appalling
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hopp: hey i need to do jane’s makeup can you help m- nancy: you let my best friend die hopp: nancy please i need your h- nancy: kill yourself hopp: i’ll just ask joyce
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Isabelle Adjani in The Tenant (1976)
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11thdr,
     History, as tangible and fixed at the same time as it was, had a tendency of repeating itself when you weren’t careful. And after 900 years of traveling through the cosmos, forward and backward through time, sometimes The Doctor got sloppy. It wasn’t uncommon for anyone to lose track of mistakes they’ve made in the past, especially for a past as lengthy as his own, but the mistakes he’d made were so grave, so terrible, so hurtful that to forget was an act of selfishness from the most selfless person in the universe. The trouble with it all was that The Doctor did understand Nancy. An act of recklessness, selflessness for the people you love, so much so that you’d be willing to change history to save one person — he knows like the back of his hand.
 ❛ No, see, I don’t think you realize, Nancy, ❜ Fingers move across the console and rapidly tap the buttons necessary to make the trip home. He can’t even look at her, because the burning would start again. ❛ That I do get it. And that’s why I’m taking you home. What you’re feeling right now, what you want —— you can’t go back, Nancy. You can’t save her. Believe me, I’ve tried, too. ❜ The Doctor risks the pain and hurt as he looks up at her, and he sees it. Her own eyes, those big, sad, angry eyes, showed him something he was afraid of.
    ❛ It can’t happen. And I am sorry. ❜ His voice lowers, and his hands rub together. This was the burden of the Time Lord — being able to do anything, and everything, except when follow the rules when it counts.
            ❝ Liar, ❞  she says,  a quiet and heartbroken word.   She slides into the door, unwary of an accidental opening, though she supposes he’d have made it impossible to fall into the abyss of stars  ––  she wanted nothing more than that,  right now.  To jump from the ledge and float thoughtlessly.  Like nothing.  Weightless.  Hugging her legs,  she buried her head into her knees,  trying with every ounce of energy she had inside her not to cry.
            She wanted to leave;  rather, she wanted him to. But it still stung, the agreement . . .   so easy a relent to allow her to go.  It felt as though she’d become rancid, unlikable and stony to the touch.  She had to be wrong to such a laughable degree, she considered  ––  why did everyone refuse to help? Why was she the only one who cared? Noteworthy was that a part of her could realize, with perhaps a more thoughtful gaze, that the Doctor did care;  but the sensation of defeat, fresh and simultaneously repeated for the second time  (perhaps the thousandth,  by feel alone),  was so heavy that she couldn’t comprehend it.
            Sitting there, she made a concentrated effort to raise her gaze, staring on towards him as he fiddled with the console.  ❝ I don’t  ––  get why.  Why can’t it?  ❞  Her eyes are pleading,  near-begging.  ❝ She never did ––  anything,  nothing . . .  she was never  ––  never mean,  never cruel. ❞   NEVER UNLIKABLE OR STONY OR RANCID.  ❝ You said you help people. Why not her? ❞
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@11thdr​     asked,      ❝   god knows how you dragged us both into the darkness that grows.  ❞
             It’s a smile edged by painful awareness  ––  THE   𝕀ℕ𝔼𝕍𝕀𝕋𝔸𝔹𝕀𝕃𝕀𝕋𝕐   OF   𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙸𝙻𝙻𝚄𝚂𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃.  Either his trust of her good-heartedness, or her faith in him; couldn’t be sure which.  She’d been led down the road before; believing in something, someone, the sanctity and wonder of a construct.  She felt like such a complete idiot right now.  [   𝖧𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾.  ]   Growing darkness;  it wasn’t lost on her, nor a secret, that she’d been sinking a long while, regardless of how often she fought to dig herself out.
              It was not soil, not rock which covered her, but a viscous tar which made it impossible to grasp at the edges. She couldn’t pull herself back up if she tried.  As she stared on towards him, a pang of hurt ringing throughout herself, she could feel her own lack of control as she spoke  ––  throwing words out like knives, which was oft her inclination. Make it hurt, and make them leave.  ❝ I really –– thought you’d get it. ❞   The words sting, each one, and she finds herself forced to avert her gaze, an overwhelming sensation of dread taking hold in the base of her stomach. 
              She turns, walking towards the exit, placing a palm against the blue wood of the door.      ❝ Let me out. ❞        She doesn’t look at him as she asks.  ❝ Okay? Put us –– bring us down, and let me out.  Doctor,  let me out. ❞
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