#intrxpidness

𝙼𝙴𝙴𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝚆𝙰𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙰 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶 𝙵𝙾𝚁 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝚂𝚃 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝚆𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚄𝙻𝙳 𝙱𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙰𝚅𝙾𝚄𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴.

Klogan, who are we kidding. Definitely Klogan. I like the chemistry, the power (im)balance, the toxicity, the cultural barriers, the secrecy, the redemption arcs... I love it all. 

Alternatively : Galaxy Grandpa vs Sexy Space man.

Poetry Starters

The King hesitated at that statement, he could hardly turn and say that doing any harm to another was wrong when he had fought in a war and been the rallying cry for a second one.

He fought the urge to shake his head at his friend, acknowledging his sense of concern, but considering it as pointless at the same time. Yes, humans required regular refreshment in order to withstand the intense heat that accompanied midsummer afternoons such as the one they were currently experiencing - however, The Doctor was not human, and thus did not require the same level of consideration.

Despite this, he did not feel the need to object. Edward was himself a doctor, after all, and was merely voicing his professional opinion. He appreciated the consideration.

“Well, I do hope Mrs Brooks has it in her power to feed a hungry cricket team - we’ll be the least of her worries.”

A small smile followed, his mind briefly recalling the mumbled complaints of hunger voiced by practically every single one of his teammates throughout the course of the afternoon. The game itself had been long and intense, and as such, they had ended up nothing short of ravenous by the end.

He himself, meanwhile, would be more than content with just a glass of orange juice - and, if it was being served, a slice of apple pie.

Edward’s own mutterings prompted his smile to grow considerably.

. ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ 𝑯𝑶𝑾 𝑶𝑵 𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑯 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝑬𝑿𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑰𝑵 𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑴𝑺 𝑶𝑭 𝑪𝑯𝑬𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑹𝒀 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑷𝑯𝒀𝑺𝑰𝑪𝑺 𝑺𝑶 𝑰𝑴𝑷𝑶𝑹𝑻𝑨𝑵𝑻 𝑨 𝑩𝑰𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑮𝑰𝑪𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑯𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑶𝑵 𝑨𝑺 𝑭𝑰𝑹𝑺𝑻 𝑶𝑵𝑳𝒀 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬?

“Do you have a minute?”

I like it when his voice go high:

https://www.instagram.com/p/BpnM9BxA3Jn/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link

It’s something that slips in randomly when he’s frustrated, frightened or incredulous. I try to describe it in my writing but I’m not sure how understandable it is when you’ve never heard it for yourself.