ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍᴇʀ
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ᴅᴏᴄᴛᴏʀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ/ғʀᴏᴍ ᴀ ᴘᴀʀᴀʟʟᴇʟ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ/ᴛɪᴍᴇʟᴏʀᴅ/ғɪʀsᴛ ɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ/ᴡɪʟʟ ʀᴇɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ/ᴅᴡʀᴘ/ᴍᴠʀᴘ/ᴏᴄʀᴘ/ᴍᴅɴɪ/ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ǫᴜᴇᴇᴋ
* not the Doctor
November 9, 2025 at 8:11 PM
* not the Doctor
- end of the corridor. He probably wouldn’t admit it aloud, but he sort of enjoyed having someone else to talk and explore with.
It was a new—but rewarding—experience for him.
It was a new—but rewarding—experience for him.
November 9, 2025 at 8:11 PM
- end of the corridor. He probably wouldn’t admit it aloud, but he sort of enjoyed having someone else to talk and explore with.
It was a new—but rewarding—experience for him.
It was a new—but rewarding—experience for him.
- and he couldn’t help but feel he was in the presence of a time-traveling expert at the helm of a fully functional machine.
He was a little jealous. Both of her TARDIS and her control over it. His was always so dammed difficult.
“How long have you been doing this? TARDIS-ing, I mean.”
He was a little jealous. Both of her TARDIS and her control over it. His was always so dammed difficult.
“How long have you been doing this? TARDIS-ing, I mean.”
October 31, 2025 at 8:13 PM
- and he couldn’t help but feel he was in the presence of a time-traveling expert at the helm of a fully functional machine.
He was a little jealous. Both of her TARDIS and her control over it. His was always so dammed difficult.
“How long have you been doing this? TARDIS-ing, I mean.”
He was a little jealous. Both of her TARDIS and her control over it. His was always so dammed difficult.
“How long have you been doing this? TARDIS-ing, I mean.”
- he was about to curse, he looked up and saw the old lights of the base coming back into life.
“Knew that was gunna work.”
He didn’t.
“Knew that was gunna work.”
He didn’t.
October 31, 2025 at 8:10 PM
- he was about to curse, he looked up and saw the old lights of the base coming back into life.
“Knew that was gunna work.”
He didn’t.
“Knew that was gunna work.”
He didn’t.
- as the chatty type, y’know?”
October 21, 2025 at 11:49 PM
- as the chatty type, y’know?”
- move. If it gets too close then uh.”
He chucked again. This time his tone was far more subdued.
“Game over. Oh! And do me a favour, don’t look into its eyes if Dorris decides to flash ‘em at you.”
He chucked again. This time his tone was far more subdued.
“Game over. Oh! And do me a favour, don’t look into its eyes if Dorris decides to flash ‘em at you.”
October 21, 2025 at 11:47 PM
- move. If it gets too close then uh.”
He chucked again. This time his tone was far more subdued.
“Game over. Oh! And do me a favour, don’t look into its eyes if Dorris decides to flash ‘em at you.”
He chucked again. This time his tone was far more subdued.
“Game over. Oh! And do me a favour, don’t look into its eyes if Dorris decides to flash ‘em at you.”
“Backwards.”
Honestly? It was a random pick.
Honestly? It was a random pick.
October 21, 2025 at 11:43 PM
“Backwards.”
Honestly? It was a random pick.
Honestly? It was a random pick.
I’ll be dammed if I’m regenerating though.
October 18, 2025 at 2:17 AM
I’ll be dammed if I’m regenerating though.