deadhpool: Look at you, with your eyes, and your never-giving-up, and your anger, and  our… kindness. One day… the memory of that will hurt so much that I won’t be able to breathe, and I’ll do what I always do. I’ll get in my box and I’ll run and I’ll run, in case all the pain ever catches up – and every place I go, it will …

marvella15: She knew. His clever Clara. He’d never told her with the right words but she still knew. Later, much later, when the ache in his hearts dulled enough for him to function, to think, he’d find some comfort in that.  He wasn’t very good at showing it. Never had been. But especially not with …