djiange:

The snowmen

djiange:

The snowmen


2 hours ago - 85 notes - Reblog

Okay, is anyone else having a lot of trouble with the tumblr app this week or is it just me?


5 hours ago - 2 notes - Reblog
  #ooc  

"Just remember, even your worst days only have twenty-four hours" — 10 word story (via eteriese)

(Source: hiddeninstars)


15 hours ago - 160,993 notes - Reblog
  #help from others  

Well, I wanted to get my queue up to ten on here (I’m at nine right now) but I think it’s gotten too late and my brain won’t work for writing anymore. I got everything queued on my sideblogs, though, so yay! I still accomplished things.

It’s time to head towards bed anyway, work in the morning. Night, guys!


16 hours ago - Reblog
  #ooc  #tbd  
nineandrunning whispered, ""Doctor..." He walked into the console room still shaking slightly at the shock of waking up in his last body. "Something has happened to me." (I got an m!a putting Nine in War Doctor's body)"

nineandrunning:

nooneunimportant:

((I saw! I’m glad you sent me an ask cuz I wanted to participate but didn’t know how, haha. My Doctor is pre-50th for this one, just to make it worse.))

Now, at first, The Doctor got on the offense. The other Doctor was not a version of himself he’d let in, and he didn’t plan to let him in anytime soon, either. This was the version of himself he had in his nightmares, the version he tried so desperately to forget.

"How did you get in here?" He asked, pointing his screwdriver at the other, just in case.

"I’d hardly call that disgusting thing a snack. But fishfingers and custard, Rassilon help us." He shook his head before looking at the other Doctor pleadingly. "Are you willing to help me figure out how to fix this now?"

The Doctor sighed, nodding before he slipped his screwdriver into his jacket. “Yes, I’ll definitely help.” He rushed to his side, looking him over. “Anything you suspect it might be?”


16 hours ago - 5 notes - Reblog
  #nineandrunning  #doctorcest  
Anonymous whispered, "I follow you because you're an amazing Eleven, artist, and person. You're one of my favorite people to talk to and I love seeing you on my dash. These are only a few reasons I follow you. Have a good evening Heather."

Tell me why you follow me on anon

Thank you so much, hun. vgvhgh You’re far too kind!


tell me why u follow me on anon 

(Source: 1985panties)


16 hours ago - 69,450 notes - Reblog
nineandrunning whispered, ""Doctor..." He walked into the console room still shaking slightly at the shock of waking up in his last body. "Something has happened to me." (I got an m!a putting Nine in War Doctor's body)"

nineandrunning:

nooneunimportant:

((I saw! I’m glad you sent me an ask cuz I wanted to participate but didn’t know how, haha. My Doctor is pre-50th for this one, just to make it worse.))

Now, at first, The Doctor got on the offense. The other Doctor was not a version of himself he’d let in, and he didn’t plan to let him in anytime soon, either. This was the version of himself he had in his nightmares, the version he tried so desperately to forget.

"How did you get in here?" He asked, pointing his screwdriver at the other, just in case.

"I’m not him!" He protested, scowling. It hurt, seeing the other Doctor reject him so thoroughly. "You idiot, some how my body reverted back into this one. I’m not him.

And really, the Doctor was already having a hard enough time reminding himself that the last long while wasn’t just a dream, that the big ears and short haired verion was real.

The Doctor was hesitant, sucking in his lower lip before deciding the best approach was to check. “What is my favorite snack?”

The face after would know that, the face before him wouldn’t.


16 hours ago - 5 notes - Reblog
  #nineandrunning  #doctorcest  
nineandrunning whispered, ""Doctor..." He walked into the console room still shaking slightly at the shock of waking up in his last body. "Something has happened to me." (I got an m!a putting Nine in War Doctor's body)"

((I saw! I’m glad you sent me an ask cuz I wanted to participate but didn’t know how, haha. My Doctor is pre-50th for this one, just to make it worse.))

Now, at first, The Doctor got on the offense. The other Doctor was not a version of himself he’d let in, and he didn’t plan to let him in anytime soon, either. This was the version of himself he had in his nightmares, the version he tried so desperately to forget.

"How did you get in here?" He asked, pointing his screwdriver at the other, just in case.


18 hours ago - 5 notes - Reblog
  #nineandrunning  
A Pile Of Good And Bad Things


Did you know that in 900 years of time and space I've never met someone who wasn't important before?

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