"everyone who gets close to me dies..."
pigeon friends :)
this did well on twitter which is where i post most of my MW stuff but yeah logged back in to see 20k+ notes on my other mw art which was interesting. ive made a bunch of stuff since then i guess i'll queue it
so that was a fucking lie
i love seeing everyones attacks for af, theyre all so good 😭 I think I'll post mine towards the middle / end of the month cuz im planning on doing a LOT
how it feels to headcanon a character with a disorder that's not autism or adhd. I dont have a picture you just have to imagine
hi! I miss drawing with people in a café and some folks mentioned they'd like to mess with my sketches themselves and that sounds cool so this is now a thing. if u play gartic phone this is basically the complement mode! but without the fucking ring noise that freaks you out right when you're getting into the flow of it
few things are 1/there's no hard deadline! take this at ur own pace if u do, but 2/I'll also be finishing this sketch and I estimate it to take around uhh 3 to 4 days? from the time this is posted. so if that's a structure u like then let's aim for something done in that timespan as well! and 3/if u finish ur piece and post it and want me to see it the best way to do that is to @ this blog! above all we go into this one determined to have fun and enjoy. I already bought u a matcha latte with oat milk sorry if u don't want that
remember to have fun & be urself & finish ur drink & see u in 4 or 5
finally watching this stupid show
[Read by Catherine Tate.]
"Just take a look at this view!" Donna cried. The Doctor joined her at the window. "I mean what a view," Donna exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like it!"
"I have," replied the Doctor softly. "And so have you."
"The sun, flaming red and gold, across white mountain peaks and crystal valleys? I don't think so!" said Donna.
"And down there?" he asked, pointing.
"What?"
"Down there."
"Where down there?" she asked.
"There down there," he snapped.
"Well, that's– Oh my God!" she said.
"Chiswick?" he suggested.
"That's Chiswick!" she squawked. "What is Chiswick doing down there?"
"In a crystal valley below white mountain peaks above which the sun is flaming red and gold, you mean?" he asked.
"Yes."
"Well, that's the real question," the Doctor replied.
He opened the window latches, slid the pane aside, and reached out. His fingers touched something invisible and the view, mountains and Chiswick alike, rippled like water.
"It's a telesensual holocunation," he said as he closed the window.
"A what? You're just getting me back for the plywood thing, aren't you?" said Donna.
"It's feeding off our thoughts," he said. "It's bleeding our memories. And replicating a composite view to make us both feel at home."
"'It'? Who's 'it'?"
"This building," the Doctor said.
Donna looked at him. "Wait, I'm checking... nope, I don't understand what you're saying."
"Neither do I," he replied with a fragile grin. "It's just a hunch."
"How is it making us both feel at home?" she asked.
The Doctor pointed down at Chiswick. "That's you, Donna Noble," he said. He raised his hand and pointed at the mountains. "And that's me."
"You?"
"That's Gallifrey."
Donna opened her mouth. "That's what it looked like?"
"Yes," he said.
"It's so beautiful!"
"Yes, it was," he replied. "It really was."
im so hyped, my filth ridden babies are coming home 😭