hinc itur ad astra

#why do i feel #like he’s a brand new professor at a nice uni #trying to find his way to his classroom but he keeps getting lost #and it’s snowing outside so he really wants to get inside because he’s starting to lose feeling in his fingers#and his long multi-coloured scarf isn’t as warm as he thought it would be#(though for some reason he feels like the colours are all wrong) #and oh look there’s his grad student TA waiting for him #what was her name? lovely blonde all… pink and yellow… #Oh right! Rose Tyler! He had a quick meeting with her yesterday in his office. #And she’s smiling at him and greeting him with an entirely polite ”Good morning Professor Smith!” #And he wonders why she looks just a bit sad when she says his name (a bit almost like his /name/ makes her sad) #but then she’s reaching out automatically - almost like she’s going to hold his hand? #but then she quickly snatches it back and he’s more than a little confused at the enigma that is his new TA #In fact he thinks he even dreamed about her last night. They were… traveling together? Was that it? #He shakes it off and smiles and starts bumbling about being lost and you don’t happen to know where the classroom is do you? #And Rose Tyler - oh he loves her name already Rooose Tyyyler rolling around on his tongue - beams at him #and his hearts - no heart HEART what why would he even think hearts - almost skip a beat #and he’s suddenly hit with an overwhelming need to wrap her hands around his and run (via winterinthetardis)

We fell out of the vortex, through the Void into nothingness. We’re at some sort of no-place, a silent realm, a lost dimension…

i hear you. all of you. jangling around in that dusty old head of yours

are u ever so attracted to someone that u just groan internally every time u see them like it’s physically painful how attractive they are