Fanfic Mania

Ryan and Graham watch Yaz cautiously from the other side of the control room as she looks at the console. She has no idea what she’s doing, but she can’t just give up. The doctor needs her. Needs them. Needs him.

“Yes, I do. Now you can help me or sit and watch. But let me work.” She closes her eyes and concentrates. Her fingers slide against the console. She repeats the words in her head for ten minutes. We need Captain Jack Harkness. There’s a moment of silence. Yaz sighs, thinking it hasn’t worked. Until suddenly she hears the American accent.

“What’s with all the gloomy looks? Did we run out of alcohol?” The companions turn around to see a wide grin and Captain Jack.

“Captain! Thank god you’re here!” Graham exclaims, “it’s the Doc. Something’s not right.”

They inform him of how withdrawn she’s been, the far away look she has in her eyes, the bite in her voice now. He listens solemnly and gives them a nod and his word that he’ll do his best. He walks down the corridors of the TARDIS, and it thrums happily to have him back onboard. It directs him to a room until he stands at the doorway and peers in.

The doctor is unrecognisable to him. A slim, blonde woman. But the eyes are the same. The same heavy, old, sad eyes. He takes a step forward.

“Guys, I really need some peace and quiet right now,” the doctor mumbles as she reaches for a book on the floor. She’s sitting cross legged, with a mass of books.

“That anyway to speak to an old friend?” Jack teases and the doctors head whips around. He smiles and she instantly scrambles from her nest of books and runs towards him. He opens up his arms to her, completely enveloping her.

“How can you be here? How did you-...” she’s cut off, trying to lose herself in the old times. Before the mess of her memories and the conspiracies.

“So many questions, Doc! Most people say ‘hello’ or ‘what’s your number?’ “ he jokes. He’s about to let his arms drop so the doctor can pull away but she doesn’t. “Doctor?”

“It’s become so hard, Jack...” her voice is broken. The last time he saw the Doctor so defeated was when the Master took over the world. But she feels so fragile. “I can’t keep doing this. I am so old, and I want to just rest.”

Ryan and Graham watch Yaz cautiously from the other side of the control room as she looks at the console. She has no idea what she’s doing, but she can’t just give up. The doctor needs her. Needs them. Needs him.

“Yes, I do. Now you can help me or sit and watch. But let me work.” She closes her eyes and concentrates. Her fingers slide against the console. She repeats the words in her head for ten minutes. We need Captain Jack Harkness. There’s a moment of silence. Yaz sighs, thinking it hasn’t worked. Until suddenly she hears the American accent.

“What’s with all the gloomy looks? Did we run out of alcohol?” The companions turn around to see a wide grin and Captain Jack.

“Captain! Thank god you’re here!” Graham exclaims, “it’s the Doc. Something’s not right.”

They inform him of how withdrawn she’s been, the far away look she has in her eyes, the bite in her voice now. He listens solemnly and gives them a nod and his word that he’ll do his best. He walks down the corridors of the TARDIS, and it thrums happily to have him back onboard. It directs him to a room until he stands at the doorway and peers in.

The doctor is unrecognisable to him. A slim, blonde woman. But the eyes are the same. The same heavy, old, sad eyes. He takes a step forward.

“Guys, I really need some peace and quiet right now,” the doctor mumbles as she reaches for a book on the floor. She’s sitting cross legged, with a mass of books.

“That anyway to speak to an old friend?” Jack teases and the doctors head whips around. He smiles and she instantly scrambles from her nest of books and runs towards him. He opens up his arms to her, completely enveloping her.

“How can you be here? How did you-...” she’s cut off, trying to lose herself in the old times. Before the mess of her memories and the conspiracies.

“So many questions, Doc! Most people say ‘hello’ or ‘what’s your number?’ “ he jokes. He’s about to let his arms drop so the doctor can pull away but she doesn’t. “Doctor?”

“It’s become so hard, Jack...” her voice is broken. The last time he saw the Doctor so defeated was when the Master took over the world. But she feels so fragile. “I can’t keep doing this. I am so old, and I want to just rest.”

elementals

MISTLETOE: love, protection, luck, reconciliation, banishing.

SNOWDROP: hope, cleansing, beauty.

LEMONGRASS: banishing negativity, attraction, purification.

CINNAMON: love, happiness, money.

SAGE: longevity, wisdom, protection, wishes. aiding in grief. 

ROSEMARY: purification, dreams, healing.

GINGER: power, manifestation.

ORANGE: divination, fortune, health, love, good luck, money.

BAY LEAVES: cleansing, psychic abilities, wishes, dreams. banishing, protection.

ASH: prophetic dreams, luck, attraction, energy channelling. 

THISTLE: vitality, cleansing, purification, uncrossing.

CEDAR: protection, attraction, healing, invocation. 

PINE: positivity, protection, fertility, warding. 

FRANKINCENSE: cleansing, consecration, banishing. 

CHESTNUT: longevity, intuition, grounding, focus, success. 

IVY: fertility, protection, healing. 

HOllY: prosperity, protection, luck, dreams, rebirth, banishing. 

JUNIPER: protection, warding, divination, secrecy, love. 

OAK: money, success, strength, fertility, stability, health, healing, luck.

SANDALWOOD: healing, purification, consecration. 

YEW: necromancy, astral travel, death.

CYPRESS: purification, stability, focus.

All the main holidays for ya witchy soul~ each have different goals and activities. Celebrating these holidays can give you an extra kick in all sorts of different spellwork ✨ which is your favorite? (Mines Samhain cause it’s the one holiday where I feel most comfortable being myself)

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