Tag: simm!master

thenightmareofyour-dreams:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

thenightmareofyour-dreams:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

🎶  “The duck walked up to the lemonade stand
And he said to the man running the stand,
‘Hey! dA dA DA – Got any grapes?’” 🎶  

“I mean if I were you, I would have regenerated already.
Just for the sake of the terrible humour”

@yourbestfriendkoschei

“Yes, well, it’s not really MY fault that it’s been stuck in my head for 3 days straight, now is it? And it is such a wonderful torture tool, doesn’t kill but drives everyone crazy.” He grins.

“Your incurable love for eyeliner is enough to drive ME crazy. 
Don’t worry, you’ll become me and change for the better. You need to admit it, I am perfection herself”

“Wow… you’re me and even I think that’s very narrsistic… and plus don’t you use eye liner?” He asked her with a slight squint to his eyes as he studied her.

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

Finally, when he sat on the jump seat, he promptly lay down… yet he started to feel tired… so his eyes drifted shut… not caring about the red stain that was left after pressing his back to the chair.

The Doctor slapped his face. “Wake up!”

His eyes shoot open, the shock sending adrenaline through his body… but that would also make him bleed faster.

“I’m tired…” he murmured.

“You’re going into shock.”

“Then you should probably do something about it… Doctor…. I don’t exactly want to regenerate… I… I’m not even sure if I have any left…” he confesses.

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

Finally, when he sat on the jump seat, he promptly lay down… yet he started to feel tired… so his eyes drifted shut… not caring about the red stain that was left after pressing his back to the chair.

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

“It- it was rassalon who did it… did you know that? He stuck a 4 beat signal into my mind… I was 8 Theta! 8! And it drove me insane!”

“Rassilon? Why….oh.” He hurried him to the medical bay. “It was the end of the war…”

“The final sanction.” He practically spat and then tripped over his feet when he got a dizzy spell, wimpering in agony as his wound painfully flaired up.

“You…are making me….remember why I…didn’t feel guilty at first at the end of the war….” he put a hand out to catch him. “Easy.”

He laughs without humour.

“Bastards, the lot of them… fuck, I don’t feel good…” he groans softly, leaning against him.

“You’ve lost a lot of blood…here. Sit.”

“How about lie down…? Can I lie down?”

warruined:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

“It- it was rassalon who did it… did you know that? He stuck a 4 beat signal into my mind… I was 8 Theta! 8! And it drove me insane!”

“Rassilon? Why….oh.” He hurried him to the medical bay. “It was the end of the war…”

“The final sanction.” He practically spat and then tripped over his feet when he got a dizzy spell, wimpering in agony as his wound painfully flaired up.

yourbestfriendkoschei:

warruined‌:

yourbestfriendkoschei‌:

He grunts, not even denying it.
There was not point when the other could smell it.

“I am… you could say it was self injury, for my future self stabbed my in the back…. literally…”

He was less surprised at that than he should have been.

“Finally reached that level of self loathing huh? C’mon. Let’s get to th’ TARDIS. I can patch you up.”

“I guess i did…” he murmured as he walked over to him, eyes squinting slightly, the only indication that he was in a great deal of pain.

“It- it was rassalon who did it… did you know that? He stuck a 4 beat signal into my mind… I was 8 Theta! 8! And it drove me insane!”