nine: don’t wander off
ten: don’t wander off
eleven: don’t wander off
Dalek//Into The Dalek
DON’T EVEN TOUCH ME RIGHT NOW.
I wear a veil as he wore a face, for the oldest reason there is for anything: to be accepted. The Doctor regenerated in your presence. The young man disappeared, the veil lifted. He trusted you.
And this is one of the reasons I love this show.
I love you, Ten. Please don’t go.
Have no friends to watch the new Doctor Who episode with, so I made some.
Make Me Choose:
Ten’s Brown Suitor Blue Suit
requested by anonymous.