Guys, I made a thing: Let’s get real about Doctor Who with the Time Lord decision flow chart.
(via mamvish)
I like to call it ‘knowing when to fight my battles’. Most of the time I know not to, that’s all.
If that’s what you like to call it, I will not disagree with you. Out loud. [He tries to hide the smile, and does a very bad job of it.]
Oi. [He grins and kisses the Doctor.] No making fun of me.
[He smiles softly.] Thank you. I love you, too. [He nuzzles the Doctor’s neck a little, sighing.] And you might have to tend to some bruises after Amy gets done with me.
Might? Try “will”, I think she’s rather cross. I solemnly swear to do my best to decrease the damage, though.
Thanks, love. [He sighs again.] Emotional bruises too, probably. She’s pretty good at verbal punching.
Yes, you say that like I’m not acutely aware of the fact. Fortunately for me, I’m somewhat of a ninja when it comes to dodging those and returning fire - frankly I think we can all agree you tend to sort of… Well, crumple.
I like to call it ‘knowing when to fight my battles’. Most of the time I know not to, that’s all.
[He smiles softly.] Thank you. I love you, too. [He nuzzles the Doctor’s neck a little, sighing.] And you might have to tend to some bruises after Amy gets done with me.
Might? Try “will”, I think she’s rather cross. I solemnly swear to do my best to decrease the damage, though.
Thanks, love. [He sighs again.] Emotional bruises too, probably. She’s pretty good at verbal punching.
[Rory lays down in the grass, huffs softly, and makes grabby hands at the Doctor, pulling him close and wrapping the blanket over them when the older Time Lord acquiesces.]
I suppose you’re right. I miss her so much, I can’t - I can’t even begin to say. But she’s going to be so cross with me…
We’ll get it sorted eventually. Might be a bit of shouting and hitting, mostly from her, but I’ll still love you both at the end of it, and if I have to sit there all night with one or both of you I will.
[He smiles softly.] Thank you. I love you, too. [He nuzzles the Doctor’s neck a little, sighing.] And you might have to tend to some bruises after Amy gets done with me.
doctor who meme → four brotops [1/4]
↳ Rory x Eleven
(Source: icanalwayseeyou, via fuckyeahelevenrory)
[Rory winces.] I, um. Yeah. Things were really - really hard, after you disappeared. I couldn’t really deal with anything. Or anyone. I’m a fucking idiot, basically. And now I’m just - afraid to even look at her. I don’t deserve her.
I beg to differ. I rather think that now more than ever we all deserve each other. We’ve all blown it, frankly, and all that’s left to do is just start over. At the beginning.
[Rory lays down in the grass, huffs softly, and makes grabby hands at the Doctor, pulling him close and wrapping the blanket over them when the older Time Lord acquiesces.]
I suppose you’re right. I miss her so much, I can’t - I can’t even begin to say. But she’s going to be so cross with me…
[Rory squeezes the Doctor’s fingers a little.] Yeah. I know that feeling, too. But I am really glad you came back. Really, really glad. [He tugs on them gently, leading the Doctor to the observatory, which of course, in the TARDIS is just a room with a night sky, perfectly dark for watching the stars. He takes a seat in the fake, cool grass, and laughs softly as his hand lands on a blanket, conveniently placed by, of course, the TARDIS herself.]
Good, because I’m not the only one with some work to do. Amy’s - when was the last time you really talked to your wife, Rory? Because to hear her tell it it’s been as long as I’ve been out having a disastrous mope.
[Rory winces.] I, um. Yeah. Things were really - really hard, after you disappeared. I couldn’t really deal with anything. Or anyone. I’m a fucking idiot, basically. And now I’m just - afraid to even look at her. I don’t deserve her.
[Rory doesn’t even notice the Doctor calling him ‘love’ at first, but when he does, it makes him smile and kiss him softly.] I meant that last part just for tonight, love. [He repeats it deliberately, to let the Doctor know that yes, it’s okay.] We can take the others to a concert later. And you, Amy and I - we can do something different tomorrow. I’d rather just - just catch up with you now, if that’s okay?
I’m afraid you might be doing most of the catching up. [The Doctor takes Rory’s hand gently.] I don’t have much to talk about apart from… Finding that sometimes I do really stupid things. Hurtful things. And that it’s complete cowardice not to come back and try to patch it up a little.
[Rory squeezes the Doctor’s fingers a little.] Yeah. I know that feeling, too. But I am really glad you came back. Really, really glad. [He tugs on them gently, leading the Doctor to the observatory, which of course, in the TARDIS is just a room with a night sky, perfectly dark for watching the stars. He takes a seat in the fake, cool grass, and laughs softly as his hand lands on a blanket, conveniently placed by, of course, the TARDIS herself.]
We should take them to a concert or something. The Smiths, or - or something. [Rory shrugs a little. He’s bad at coming up with music suggestions for other people.] But anyway, um. [He’s still not quite certain the Doctor’s even going to be here when he wakes up, because the Doctor doesn’t even seem certain of that - but he’s going to take advantage of the time they do have.] Can we - maybe just take a blanket to the observatory, cuddle and watch the stars, and we can talk about some of the good days since we’ve last seen each other?
Of course, love. [He says it casually, like he didn’t think about it, but of course he did. Of course he’s worried that he’s going to have to fight mountain lions to get anywhere with anyone now that he’s gone and fucked everything up so thoroughly. It was the only way, he had decided, to say it without putting pressure where perhaps there would be no give. Rory could ignore it completely if he chose, or respond in kind - or denial.] Which would you prefer?
[Rory doesn’t even notice the Doctor calling him ‘love’ at first, but when he does, it makes him smile and kiss him softly.] I meant that last part just for tonight, love. [He repeats it deliberately, to let the Doctor know that yes, it’s okay.] We can take the others to a concert later. And you, Amy and I - we can do something different tomorrow. I’d rather just - just catch up with you now, if that’s okay?