there are no ‘ultimate ends’. only games & more games. the
winner this round is the loser next round . . . & around . . .
& around . . .
i’ve just come out of a pretty abusive relationship. i’’ve had a little bit of time. i’m starting to come to terms with a life without my puddin’. & you know what I’ve decided? no one gets to lay a hand on me ever again
———— INDEPENDENT & PRIVATE HARLEY QUINN. MIXED VERSE. BY GISE
❛ you know —- that look. it’s a good one. i think. ❜
he lifts his hand to gently cup her cheek, thumb running over the curve of it. he’s wondering, at this point, how she hasn’t noticed the fact that he’s so much different, but he supposes that his smile is what does it. or maybe clara just isn’t as smart as he had always believed.
❛ of course it is. you ready to go? ❜
❝ ANY DECENT HUMAN could take one good look at you and tell something’s very seriously wrong. ❞
❛ alright, fine. if there is something wrong with me, you figure it out. after all, you’re the clever one here. ❜
i think people only have real value when they are
acting on their own impulses & desires.
i think people only have real value when they are
acting on their own impulses & desires.
and there he goes again kissing her ( careful doctor, it’s something clara can get very addicted to. ) ❛ you have a look. ❜
he raises a brow at her. ❛ oh really? what sort of look? ❜
❛ ineffective ? it’s common courtesy. ❜ he raises a brow in response to the others expression of bewilderment & nods towards a nearby chair to his left. ❛ take a seat on my couch & tell dr. toby how you got here in a telephone box. ❜
.❛ i understand, of course, that you have a small mind & are rarely able to understand ideas far above you, however, you can probably read or at least for your sake i hope you can. now, i’ll direct your attention to the words on the box, please note how they say POLICE BOX. therefore, i’d ask you to rephrase your statement to say police box. also, it isn’t just a police box, now is it? or else i wouldn’t be able to have been able to materialise in your ... trashy ... home. & just to add to things, you’re probably not as much of a doctor as i am. ❜
netflix and KILL
her eyes lower to their hands, gaze fixed even as the tardis materializes throughout space & time. although eventually, a few moments later she finally does look upwards, dark hues connecting with a lighter pair. her head cocks slightly, lips pressing together and a brow raising. ❛ is there something on my face ?❜
he can’t help himself. he dips down to press a soft and gentle kiss to her lips before pulling away and giving her a soft smile. ❛ no, why? ❜
run you clever boy
and remember me