catherine (or kaz). 20s. vegan.

→ alex kingston, karen and the babes
→ doctor who, whedonverse, sorkinverse, the fosters
→ leonard cohen, vienna teng, neutral milk hotel


"but sometimes when the night is slow the wretched and the meek; we gather up our hearts and go a thousand kisses deep."
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I can just skip Love & Monsters and pretend that ep didn’t happen right?

I’m liking the story lines better this go around. Still prefer the plots of s5/6, but I like them more than I did the first time I watched s2. I still don’t quite understand the love for The Girl in the Fireplace - personally my least fav Moff episode. I think so far Age of Steel/Rise of the Cybermen’s my fav - mostly because MICKEY. I love Mickey. That scene with his gran oh god my heart. I just want to squish him so much. A+ character development.

petercapaldy:

Doctor Who dictionary

Mickey Smith /ˈmɪkiˈsmɪθ/: Human. Married to Martha Jones. Travelled through time and space with the Doctor and Rose Tyler in a type-40 TARDIS. Lived several years in an alternate universe’s planet Earth, known as Pete’s World. Later came back to his original universe where he started working as a freelance alien-fighter with his wife, becoming a defender of two Earths.

#PREACH IT SISTER#this was my favorite of the specials#it really shows what a douche Ten had become#but man Tennant knocked it out of the ballpark#could you imagine River in this moment#she’d taken him down six pegs and strung him up by his balls (via savvyliterate)

pleasecallmejee:

drawing these two idiots while having classes is my specialty. or the professors are just ignoring me

but it's still been written, a history of lovers, pg (1/1)

amillionmillionvoices:

Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairing: River/Doctor (Eleven)
Characters: River, Eleven, Amy, Rory, kid!Rory
Word Count: ~11,000
Rating: PG
Notes: This is set in the same verse as Your Fake Name is Not For Everyone But It’s Good Enough For Mewhich is apparently now a series and it’s all Pam’s fault. 


HAPPY RIVER/DOCTOR APPRECIATION DAY!

Summary: 

River nods, curling her fingers into his even as she stares out the window. She’s never been away from him so long, or so far, and it’s harder than she expected. She keeps looking around, startled for a moment when she doesn’t see him, until she remembers he isn’t coming with them this time, that he’s safe, that he’s with his family. Her family.

It’s a foreign concept, and she taps her boot restlessly on the floor.

A week.

Xena has many skills ➜ [1.11] [1.20] [2.11] [2.19] [2.22] [3.15] [6.18]

areyoumarriedriver asked: River/Twelve "I think we should have another."

amillionmillionvoices:

"Donald."

"No."

"Salvator."

She snorts. “No.”

"Bono?"

River smacks him in the arm lightly.  Her son asleep on her chest, her back to the Doctor, propped up by pillows, a hush all around them. 

"Lancelot."

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Anonymous asked: River/Doctor. "Shh, they're sleeping." The Doctor finds his way into the data core or River finds her way out. Either way, they instantly become a family of 5 and River needs to teach the Doctor the importance of being quiet while the children are asleep.

amillionmillionvoices:

Uhh this is not quite what you wanted, Anon, and I’m sorry.  This is what my brain came up with. I hope you like it anyway. <3

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She’s barely been dead a week when she starts to feel sick.  Headaches, nausea, cramps in her back and soreness in her joints.  Charlotte doesn’t understand.  There’s no disease in the Library, no pain.  Anita’s asthma is gone, the flare up Other Dave had in his shoulder hasn’t bothered him once.  

River knows, but it’s not possible—she’s not physical, she has no body, she’s a string of data and code and it should have frozen the moment she was uploaded, her body reduced to static.  She can’t change, can’t be altered.  The code is fixed. 

And yet, she softens.  Aches.  Grows.  

"Maybe," Anita ventures, a hand on her thigh as they watch the ducks that aren’t ducks swim around in the pond that isn’t a pond.  "It’s because you want it bad enough.  You know?"

River smiles tightly, but shakes her head. 

She doesn’t want this.  Not anymore.

Charlotte sends him message after message that he ignores.   It’s too much.  River’s ghost, hovering over his shoulder, Clara, dragging him through time and space and Gallifrey.  She’s always there, out of the corner of his eye, and he can’t take it.  Can’t talk to her.  

She sits on her side of the bed and stares at him while he tries to sleep and says, “Please, my love.  Please see me.”

He rolls away, and squeezes his eyes shut against the tears.

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