i wanna talk about this shot
I used to be mad about "whole language" reading approaches in theory but now I work with school-age kids and I am mad about it in practice.
So mad at how long this took
hoping no one did this duo yet 🙏
and if you're wondering why aika is in a punk-ish fit? WELL BECAUSE I CAN !! SLAY OR BE SLAYED 😼
trauma therapy has been swell
dystopia au where we are all assigned one of two chosen genders at birth
The Doctor would be insanely broken in the HSR universe, to be honest, they wouldn't even need the TARDIS (TARDIS is overkill).
Just throw this weird ass alien with the combined knowledge of all of time and space into HSR and chaos will unfold.
They'll probably figure out how everything works after a few hours of looking around and waving the sonic screwdriver. They'll solve the universal Stellaron problem. Then blow up the IPC. Then fucking outsmarted Nous and dropped Nanook from the top of the Imaginary Tree to kill them. Cured IX's depression. Solved Akivili's disappearance. All in 45 minutes or something.
And if the Doctor still has the TARDIS with them, they might be mistaken for Terminus the Finality (or an Emanator of Finality).
Seriously, I don't have a concrete idea for a fic yet, but just think about it!
The Thirteenth Doctor dashed back and forth before the TARDIS' control console, skidding across the floor every now and then as she maniacally pulled and flipped switches and levers.
"Okay, old girl, this is not what I meant when I said 'surprise me'!" The Doctor yelled at the console, which spewed back mechanical noises in indignation.
The Doctor groaned and rolled her eyes. A particularly strong rumble caused her to stumble backward onto the handrail. "Ugh!"
She powered her way against the increasing quakes of the temporal storm surrounding the TARDIS' path. Usually, the TARDIS' shielding was more than enough to ignore such issues, but this time the old girl was acting up - and for no apparent reason!
The Doctor grabbed tightly onto the monitor screen - the coordinates were all wrong! She hadn't even known a section like this existed within the Time Vortex! Oh god, Yaz was gonna be so mad at her.
"This looks like..." The Doctor wished she had her glasses with her right now as she stared at the display screen. "A cluster of parallel universes branching off, yet connected to the same source. Classic multi-world theory, but I've never seen Vortex Energy having this kind of pattern before. Almost like leaves on a tree," she mused and then spouted out floods of scientific jargon, before realizing she was talking to herself again.
The unmistakable cyclic wheezing sound of the TARDIS' dematerialization field could be heard, accompanied by the ringing of the Cloister Bell. Well, that was another Tuesday.
"We're gonna crash!" The Doctor yelled, to no one but her in particular.
"Ahem! Attention all passengers." Pom-Pom announced with a clear tone, reverberating throughout the familiar halls of the Astral Express.
The Trailblazer remained seated on the Express' comfy lounge, head pressed against the window reflecting the sea of stars.
They had just made a detour back to Xianzhou Luofu to participate in the Wardance. After defeating Hoolay and settling the borisin invasion, and at the Traliblazer's begging request, the crews will again return to Herta's Space Station for the testing of the Simulated Universe, as well as preparations for the upcoming school festival from Penacony.
"The Express is about to make the jump — The Express is about to make the jump — Please be seated and hold on!"
March knew better not to stand around this time.
"The train is about to make the jump!"
The Trailblazer closed their eyes.
"5! 4! 3! 2! 1!"
The Trailblazer expected the familiar vomit-inducing sense of dizziness to wash over them.
But nothing happened. Not even the blue light of the warp engine could be seen.
"H-Huh?" March 7th seemed befuddled. Even Dan Heng came out of his room to check. "What's the hold-up?" March tried to ask but quickly stopped when she realized that Welt and Himeko were nowhere to be seen.
"Conductor?" Dan Heng directed his voice to the empty air, but received no reply.
Suddenly, the entire Express shook over. Objects and people were knocked down to the ground from a particularly strong impact.
"Something just crashed into the Express!" Dan Heng yelled.
"Ughh, is this the Knight guy again?" March whined while covering her head.
"Everyone," a voice rang out from the PA system. It was Himeko. "Please stay calm, the Express has just encountered an unknown burst of Imaginary energy - which had crashed the Star Rail."
Welt chimed in. "We theorized that this is caused by a sudden imaginary leakage phenomenon. However, we do not know what caused the phenomenon in the first place."
"We do see a blue box, however." Himeko continued, although her tone had a degree of incredulity behind it. "A blue, rectangular, wooden box to be exact. And I advised all of you to be extremely careful right now, because it had just crashed into the Engine room.
are you autistic and gay?
lesbian and autistic perhaps?
an autistic pan or bisexual?
asexual and autistic?
trans or non binary and autistic?
any autistic member of the LGBTQ+ community?
well guess what...
you're fucken great and I love you
Batman dog owner vs Superman cat owner