And all this, my love♡ ...in fear of you.

Thinking about how Missy introduces herself as the doctor's girlfriend, and how river would react (as his wife) to hearing her say that.

misc thoschei stuff + some human au bullshit

Been meaning to do this for a little while - revisiting my old cosplays from 2010-2016ish. I really need to do some again. Maybe next year!

Hidden behind read more for the many pictures!

What the heck is it that makes River Song and the Master (especially Missy) remind me of each other?

Is it the flamboyant campiness? The mask of narcissism and chaos disguising an inferiority complex and control issues? The association with music? The manipulative flirtation? The “dramatic reveals”? The way they are the Doctor’s moral exceptions? The narrative role they hold opposite the Doctor? The way they parallel each other? The way they carry themselves? Personality? Vibes?

What the shit is it???

this is the ship i need you all to understand my vision

ref that one 12th night pic obvs

pity, no stars

friends suggestion

ive only drew missy like two times before🫠

Oliver smith therapy arc (his therapist is missy) (she is helping him immensely mostly by accident)

Oliver hides his therapy sessions from amy for three weeks (because he's worried she'll discourage him) before she finds out, only for amy to be immediately slapped with "why the fuck is your psychiatrist also one of my psychatrists from childhood". missy tells amy she had the strongest bite of any child she's ever met and is still impressed

I finally finished this commission for @themamayaga of River and Missy, the best space wives. Back to the cave

Had to do something soul fulfilling for mermay so here

@jennyandvastraflint

this is probably an unpopular opinion but I think interpreting the doctor as passively evil is an interesting character experiment. like, by human standards they’re pretty much an immortal, ancient, godlike entity. they travel all of time and space, saving or destroying entire civilizations on a whim. they travel with humans because they’re obsessed, almost addicted, to human mortality and naivety. sure, they claim to love their companions, but involvement in their lives almost always ends in misery, and then it’s onto the next. imagine the TARDIS filled with abandoned bedrooms, clothes on the floor, beds unmade, toothpaste in the sink. their things frozen in time, dust-covered and tomblike. and the doctor is drifting through space, surrounded by evidence of all the lives they’ve ruined. anyway, if anyone has evil doctor fic recommendations pls drop them below.

“time lords are friends with each other. anything else is cradle snatching.” she had a point.