aspiring hermit

16 Jul 2012
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gallifreyburning:

queenoffrizz:

shh-im-wondering:

timeandbananas:

forlovingandforsayingso:

#they would get NOTHING DONE #any companions involved would just shuffle away and go and have a cup of tea #massive argument in the console room #ten keeps hugging eight and crying
There is so much truth in all of this.

#ten keeps hugging eight and crying
All my creys

*sporfle* OMG, this is SO how it would happen. XD

winterinthetardis put this in my askbox, so of course I’m sharing it:
Ten would totally be like “Oh you, I loved being you - well I loved being lots of mes, really but still - you with your hair - great hair, lovely hair, a bit flowy but great though. I remember going through conditioner like crazy but it was always so soft. Oh my hair’s soft too now, you wanna feel? Last incarnation, no hair at all, buzzcut down to the scalp practically, but this body’s got some really great hair, oh here, feel it, soft, right? And i’ve been told i’m a bit foxy too, quite handsome overall-“
And Eight is like, “Doctor, stop, what are you even-“
And Ten is all like, “Oh right, sorry, where was I? Oh yes, being you. Loved being you! And your fashion sense! I do love velvet, though I don’t wear it much in this body-“
And Eight is still trying to get his attention, and he wants to be like hello stop talking but he’s Eight and he’s not rude so he goes, “Doctor, please, we need to fix this-“
But Ten is still in his own element like, “Right, right, of course. We need to fix this and get this back to your own time. Who are you with now, Charley? I remember Charley, she’s brilliant, absolutely brilliant, though I distinctly remember not-“
And Eight is getting flustered and annoyed and he’s like, “Doctor. Stop blabbering on. We need to fix this.”
And Ten is all shocked and forced into silence.
And then Eight is like, “Oh, i’m sorry. That was a bit rude, wasn’t it? I’ll turn out like the other time lords if i don’t pay attention to that.”
And Ten is muttering about how the times change and he worried before about being rude and now he’s rude all the time but he’s really thinking about how he knows that he won’t turn out rude like the other time lords because the other time lords will be dead and he’ll be rude because he killed them (and that’s a bit rude isn’t it? Murdering your own species?), rude and not ginger that’s him, but his old self: chestnut and not rude, food and manners, how important hair colour and personality quirks seem when really they’re not, at all, because his Eighth self isn’t just victorian and polite and dressed in a cravat.
No. His Eighth self is the soldier, the man who stood and watched Arcadia fall, who raged at Romana for making him do this, who felt like tearing his TARDIS apart so he wouldn’t have to but instead just sat in the soft armchair next to the console and stared at the time rotor for hours until it was time to press a button and murder everyone. And his Tenth self will have to be the one who knowingly sends him back into the right place and time, who will have to knowingly set him up for the decimation of his planet and species.
And Ten hates himself even more, just for that.

queenoffrizz:

shh-im-wondering:

timeandbananas:

forlovingandforsayingso:

#they would get NOTHING DONE #any companions involved would just shuffle away and go and have a cup of tea #massive argument in the console room #ten keeps hugging eight and crying

There is so much truth in all of this.

#ten keeps hugging eight and crying

All my creys

*sporfle* OMG, this is SO how it would happen. XD

winterinthetardis put this in my askbox, so of course I’m sharing it:

Ten would totally be like “Oh you, I loved being you - well I loved being lots of mes, really but still - you with your hair - great hair, lovely hair, a bit flowy but great though. I remember going through conditioner like crazy but it was always so soft. Oh my hair’s soft too now, you wanna feel? Last incarnation, no hair at all, buzzcut down to the scalp practically, but this body’s got some really great hair, oh here, feel it, soft, right? And i’ve been told i’m a bit foxy too, quite handsome overall-“

And Eight is like, “Doctor, stop, what are you even-“

And Ten is all like, “Oh right, sorry, where was I? Oh yes, being you. Loved being you! And your fashion sense! I do love velvet, though I don’t wear it much in this body-“

And Eight is still trying to get his attention, and he wants to be like hello stop talking but he’s Eight and he’s not rude so he goes, “Doctor, please, we need to fix this-“

But Ten is still in his own element like, “Right, right, of course. We need to fix this and get this back to your own time. Who are you with now, Charley? I remember Charley, she’s brilliant, absolutely brilliant, though I distinctly remember not-“

And Eight is getting flustered and annoyed and he’s like, “Doctor. Stop blabbering on. We need to fix this.”

And Ten is all shocked and forced into silence.

And then Eight is like, “Oh, i’m sorry. That was a bit rude, wasn’t it? I’ll turn out like the other time lords if i don’t pay attention to that.”

And Ten is muttering about how the times change and he worried before about being rude and now he’s rude all the time but he’s really thinking about how he knows that he won’t turn out rude like the other time lords because the other time lords will be dead and he’ll be rude because he killed them (and that’s a bit rude isn’t it? Murdering your own species?), rude and not ginger that’s him, but his old self: chestnut and not rude, food and manners, how important hair colour and personality quirks seem when really they’re not, at all, because his Eighth self isn’t just victorian and polite and dressed in a cravat.

No. His Eighth self is the soldier, the man who stood and watched Arcadia fall, who raged at Romana for making him do this, who felt like tearing his TARDIS apart so he wouldn’t have to but instead just sat in the soft armchair next to the console and stared at the time rotor for hours until it was time to press a button and murder everyone. And his Tenth self will have to be the one who knowingly sends him back into the right place and time, who will have to knowingly set him up for the decimation of his planet and species.

And Ten hates himself even more, just for that.