thevaliantdame:

thomaswho:

dapperbloodlust:

thomaswho:

#TWO TOMMYS AT ONCE? #I DO BELIEVE I WILL.

Or a Tommy and a James

Suru, the Bad Wolf Bay scene has an entirely different meaning now.

IT’STOMMYINSANCTUARYCONFESSINGHISLOVEFORHER.

NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE

MY WHOLE LIFE

WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME

TO TELL YOU HOW I FEEL

AND THOUGH I TRY TO

TELL YOU THAT I NEED YOU

HERE I AM WITHOUT YOU

I FEEL SO LOST, BUT WHAT CAN I DO?

(Source: spaceyguardian)

(Source: extraordinaryfearlessness)

#i imagine that tommy is an equivalent of a cockblock when it comes to his mother 

(Source: usagi-girl)

thevaliantdame:

[She shakes her head and ducks her head to bury her face in his neck again.] You know what for.

[He stood there silently, then snaked his arms around her once again, pulling her close.] In that case, your apology means the world t’me.

thevaliantdame:

‘M n- not apologisin’ for crying. [She mumbles, instinctively tipping into his sleeve and blinking back anymore tears that threatened to fall.]

… [He stared at her, eyes brimming with tears of his own. ] Then— [Tommy inhaled sharply.] —what for?

thevaliantdame:

[This was selfish. So insanely selfish and it’s actually aching her chest more than the crying. But she still doesn’t pull away because it’s Tommy and he’s holding her again and she just dips her head to bury her face into the crook of his neck, whispering apologies there.]

[Tommy swallowed at the knot in his throat, his hands moving down to rest on Rose’s shoulders so he could push her back gently. He looked down at her and shook his head.] Don’t apologise. [He wiped at her wet cheeks with the sleeve of his sweater.]

thevaliantdame:

[She pretty much just fell apart against him the moment his arms came around her, muffling another sob into his shoulder and dragging him closer with her hands fisted into the fabric of his shirt.]

[He closed his eyes and tightened his embrace, one of his hands moving up to gently stroke her hair. It was shattering his hearts, the state of her. The girl he called his sunshine was being blocked by some sort of dark cloud. He could only do so much.]

thevaliantdame:

[Tommy. She chokes on a sob and quickly wipes at her eyes.]

‘M not cryin’.

[Yeah, okay.]

[The noise made his stomach flip. He swallowed any harsh words that he had held in his mouth, moved forward, and wrapped his arms around her.]

Don’t lie t’me, Rose Tyler.

thevaliantdame:

[That’s either the Doctor or Tommy and neither one seems to make her feel any better.]

[To Tommy, it made no difference whether his appearance made her feel better or not. Rose had put him through truckloads of pain in her absence. His presence couldn’t be that bad.]

Why’re ye cryin’?

dapperbloodlust:

So you regenerate like the Doctor?

…

I’m practically his son.

(Source: tommyrebellious)