Onwards.

Hello, I'm the Doctor. Well, again. I'm different. My hair is different, my face is different, I'm different. But I'm still the same old me. Goofy, silly, caring, out of this world, last timelord-y, timeywimey Doctor. That will always be true of me. [Twelfth regeneration.]

almostnearlyginger started following you!

doctor-brucebanner:

“Hi.”

“Hello.” He studied the man before him and then started grinning. “You’re… you’re Bruce Banner. Ah.. You’re brilliant, you are. Really.” 


Magic anons?

(Source: theillusionofashadow)


thefantasticten:

…..Ahm-

H-….It seems m’ throats dry.

/He turned for a moment, and hit himself in the leg lightly/ Stop it. /When he turned back, he made sure he was steady/

She’s happy, is she not?

… No. Not the Rose I spoke to recently.

A magic anon took her love’s memories away.

She’s trying to make him remember… but it’s not… Working so well…

I’m sure another Rose somewhere… she’s happy. 


thefantasticten:

Aye, we’ll ‘ave to fix you up a bit. Can’t have a kid savin’ the world can we? OH WAIT- tha’d be genius! It’d make us seem much more smart!

/Laughing loudly, he clapped the shorter on the back with a good natured laugh/

Ahm-…Ye’ haven’t heard from Rose lately, have ye’?

I know wouldn’t it? I don’t know I’m looking forward to the next one though. I look at least twenty and I’m sort of like Nine. It’s kind of fun to be back in a semi-serious mindset after the last time. 

Pinstripes… You know I shouldn’t tell you… 

But I will. I have spoken to her. Well… a version of her… But she’s gone… Long gone. She’s not interested in us. She’s fallen in love with someone else… 

If it’s any consolation… I still love her.


Erm...Hello who are you?

Hello, dear! I’m the Doctor.


thefantasticten:

Oh yes, jus’ don’t tell nine. He’s always been a bit anal about tha’ hasn’t he?

Tha’s good. I hope you’re good- but ahm…If I could ask one question….just one.

Yes. Very true. Nine, very anal. 

Yeah. I am good… well, I’m still just as clever, still as witty all that good stuff. People respect me even though I look about twelve years old. 

Ah, yes, sure anything. 


thefantasticten:

Look at you- You’re ginger! Oh mate, good on us, aye?!

But oh dear- how tall are ye’? You could use better shoes. Those clothes- we aren’t teenagers! It’s like we’re gettin’ younger or something, aint it? Bollocks to attracting the wrong crowd!

Almost nearly. More auburn. At least according to Sherlock Holmes. But hey, we can lie to ourselves, huh? 

I’m tall enough…  I know. It’s the most irritating thing to ever happen. I look… We look like a bloody child. I genuinely don’t know how that happened. Good news is, I’m getting older after this. 



thefantasticten:

Clara is Clara. We all need an outlet sometimes, love. I’m the Doctor if anyone’s interested!

Oh. I didn’t ask because I am you. 

From the future, obviously. 


Clara…

books-in-the-tardis:

almostnearlyginger:

books-in-the-tardis:

Considering there’s not really anyone I do think remotely highly of, you should take it as a complement.

Oh I do. 

Good.

[shifts uncomfortably] So then Flandre. Got any evil plans you’d like me to spoil?