Time Lord - Blog Posts

I looked at the gifs shared in discord server and my hand grabbed a pencil to draw some Twelve

I once again saw a screenshot of Ten wearing a lot of tops, so eventually I came up with this idea of "an alion" (an alien onion) /😉 winks at Discord chat people/

- Oi, Doc, where are we? Doesn’t look like a Martian music shop, you know.

- Planet 4546B. Was quarantined. There have never been any humanoid inhabitants here, so whose base that could possibly be…?

Not the kind of adventures Campbell and Fourteen thought about! Close-ups for ambiance are under the cut, check them out!

Look back in the past

There must be a room in the TARDIS, which looks like a narrow dormitory common kitchen. Sketchy art

Freshly finished 11h long piece... That was a challenge and interesting experiment with shades and background

He's absolutely definitely fine

Work in progress

My lonely angel

Refreshed version of the piece I drew almost one year ago, on 18th December

And now I finally love how he looks like

And still want to hug this poor so strong but so fragile timelord

I constantly want to draw them together and constantly with Fourteen comforting the wreck that Ten becomes

P.s. the sweater borrowed from @nipuni 's art, because it looked so soft, cosy and warm, that I couldn't hold back. (Not to be weird, I want to eat your sense of style and fashion, it's fascinating)

And the last, but not least, Fifteenth! Stylishly sitting for The Doctor × Posing

Don't remember if we saw any chairs in his TARDIS, so... I improvised a little...

Thank you, guys, for following this series with me, it was fun ^^

Stay tuned for other arts, little break for, probably, OCs and characters I wish I could call my OC, but they are picked from films for meeting in my and my bestie's stories 😌

Previous week was harsh with amount of work and I couldn't draw the next Doctor, BUT!

Fourteen rolls in! The Doctor × Posing

The idea of long-haired Fourteen belongs to @nipuni, I just couldn't pass by ^^

Thirteen hops in!

The Doctor × Posing

"Are you done yet?"

Twelve would like to come back to his own adventures, not participate in The Doctor × Posing

Eleven steps in "The Doctor × Posing"!

Ten jumps in The Doctor × Posing series!

What if The Doctor was asked to pose for some photoshoot? Nine opens a series of "The Doctor × Posing" arts

Stay tuned!

Heeey, dear people, it's been a while! I know I've disappeared, but it's cos I barely draw lately, disappeared into watching streams and playing after work. Though I do draw some sketches sometimes, which I bring you 🤲

They are not perfect, but I like them a lot 😄

DW watching update

I've recently finished watching all the seasons that run from 2005 and oh. my. god. It won't be a lie to say that I love all the doctors. And I was very sceptical about Thirteen because of all the comments I saw, but she is such a ray of sunshine 🤲

Ten and Fourteen are the dearest, Twelve is super badass, Eleven and Nine are great. It was a wild 5 months journey and I can safely say that DW got deeply in my heart! Now rewatching the 60th anniversary specials and Fifteenth Doctor to go, so curious!

Time Lord Victorious is wrong

Little 30mins sketch of Eleventh

It took me pretty a while to get used to Eleventh after my beloved Tenth, but I must admit I like this regeneration too! I'm in the middle of season 7 and oh my, I'd say these seasons got me go teary way more often than previous ones, they feel darker. The doctor is brilliant as always!

Please wait, alien regeneration still in progress 🕙

Hitchcock bein a happy fashion icon.

Past/Present/Future

Rebels In The Night

Feels like your life is over. Feels like all hope is gone. You kiss it all away. Maybe, maybe- This is a second coming. This is a call to arms! Your finest hour won't be Wasted, wasted! Hey, hey! Hell is what you make, make! Rise against your fate, fate! Nothing's gonna keep you down! Even if it's killing you! Because you know the truth! Listen up, listen up; There's a devil in the church! Got a bullet in the chamber, And this is gonna hurt! Let it out, let it out! You can scream and you can shout! Keep your secrets in the shadows and you'll be sorry!

(There comes a time you've gotta face it, face it)

It's time to take some action boys!

Through the mist, through the woods,

Through the darkness and the shadows-

It's a nightmare, but it's one exciting ride!

Say a prayer, then we're there-

At the drawbridge of a castle.

And there's something truly terrible inside!

It's a beast, he's got fangs, razor sharp ones-

Massive paws, killer claws for the feast!

Hear him roar, see him foam!

But we're not coming home

'Til he's dead!

Good and dead!

Kill the beast!

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Hearts ablaze, banners high!

We go marching into battle!

Unafraid, although the danger's just increased!

Raise the flag, sing the song!

Here we come, we're 50 strong!

And 50 Frenchmen can't be wrong!

Let's kill the Beast!

Kill the beast, kill the beast!

Please come in time with me! And we will see! The beginning to be!

They fought, a very long time ago. Before, they were comrades. Before that, friends. And, even before that, in the longest time ago.... Maybe, just maybe, when it was just them-

Was it love? They were never sure.

I don’t think Hitchcock is okay.

Referencing this image (which I cannot seem to find the original source for. If anyone knows it, please tell me!)

updated Hitchcock ref! Added his cane, body hair, and a good ref for his eyes and a possible alt outfit for him!

Stopped Time

A squared display That remembers when! That leads the way To live in “Then”! (But why live it again?) Those children- The men-! Mm, never again! Is it to change, Bend, Shift the way things were? To turn the mystery To a history you prefer? To take it back? The film to black? The shot to blur? Or-?

Who cares what happened after?

I’m A Shadow Of Myself

This sickness I'm afflicted with Has got my brain decaying

I know my God has damned me. My fate remains unmolded! Guess it runs in the family. My sense of self; corroded!

My blackened blood is boilin', I feel my fear no more. The scent of dead flesh spoilin', Have I become a corpse? - Now, you know the price, Gotta pay it now! If you have a life, Time to lay it down! Heed not the voice of reason, It only tells you lies! Obey your sins and demons Then see through evil's eyes!

I think Hitchcock might have some rebellion in his past too.... :3c

Hitchcock Alcock Clockmaker

Species: Arglywydd Amser

Gender: Demimale (They/He)

Sexuality: Panromantic Pansexual

Height: 6ft

Voice Claim: ?

At the beginning of everything, there were but deities arranging everything for the coming mortals. Boss, the deity of time, found that the job of making sure time stayed linear within their own timelines a terribly overwhelming task. In order to help, Boss experimented with creating a helper species. Agents who could correct anything that needed fixing while Boss kept an eye on time itself.

The first creation, after many a test, was Hitchcock.

Hitchcock has been around since before almost any other being. They have seen societies rise and fall, the creation of new creatures and their extinction, and have gained the admiration and praise of every other arglwydd amser in existence - despite none knowing their true history.

Being the first creation of Boss, at the time still going by Ubris, made for Hitchcock to see the deity do some.... terrible things. Things that didn't need to be done in the name of a fate that wasn't necessary. Terrible things to Boss's own creations, even letting Hitchcock's fellow arglwydd amsers die - forever lost to time. It didn't help that Hitchcock saw that seeing into time as a burden to many of the others arglwydd amsers, and many wished they weren't created as this. 

Hitchcock couldn't take it and created a rebellion, gathering the few arglwydd amsers who were around at the time in his ranks. They planned to confront Ubris, and even end the deity if Ubris wouldn't listen to reason. 

They planned and trained and were cocky. They weren't ready. All of the arglwydd amsers were slaughtered by Ubris..... Except Hitchcock.

Ubris didn't want to kill the first creation Ubris ever made. Ubris promised to let Hitchcock live. So long as Hitchcock never tried anything like this again. And never told any future arglwydd amsers what happened. The event would become a mere myth. Hitchcock, fearful for their life and horrified at seeing this all.... Accepted.

Hitchcock grew bitter, watching Ubris, now called Boss, create overly loyal arglwydd amsers. Watched Boss try to give the new arglwydd amsers freedoms that the early ones didn't have. Hitchcock took that bitterness and created a cafe. A restaurant within the time stream (what arglwydd amsers use to travel throughout time) that could be a sanctuary for the arglwydd amsers. A place for them to relax, vent, and socialize. Hitchcock couldn't rebel anymore, but they could help their fellow arglwydd amsers the best they could.

It helped that, over time, being alive so long gave Hitchcock an ability no other arglwydd amser had. See, any arglwydd amser can foresee into timelines. But, this power is limited. They cannot see events they are involved in, and are more likely to see events that are more likely to happen. Hitchcock, however, can see it all. They create predictions that, even if they do not come true, still have the echos and impressions of what could have been around. Because of this, many come to Hitchcock's bar in order to gain insight into their own future. As, it's not something they can see themselves. Hitchcock is a bit tired of having to do this, but is oblivious to it.

In fact, Hitchcock is oblivious to a lot of things now a days. Being around so long has deteriorated his mind. And, Hitchcock isn't really.... all there anymore. He's chipper, upbeat, friendly. If he does remember what happened during the rebellion, which is rare and actually brings out the old Hitchcock, he forgets it very quickly and goes back to being kind old Hitchcock. Hitchcock can be serious and comforting to those who are down, offering a sympathetic ear. But, it doesn't hurt his heart as it did when the rebellion was reliably in his mind. 

A few tidbits:

Hitchcock's eyes glow when they are predicting something. 

Their hair used to be red. 

Like all Arglwydd Amsers, Hitchcock is intersex

Gwendolyn hangs out at Hitchcock's diner a lot. They consider each other great friends. Gwendolyn is one of the few who doesn't ask Hitchcock to predict for him

Hitchcock's predictions tend to be vague

Hitchcock has a thing about blood. It isn't a phobia necessarily. But, looking at it.... Reminds him of something. 

Only Boss and Gwendolyn know of Hitchcock's rebellious past. Gwendolyn found out on accident, and feels terrible that the Hitchcock that rebelled is lost to madness. And Boss.... Boss isn't allowed in the bar. Hitchcock gets very upset when he sees Boss. Though, he can never explain why, forgetting his anger very quickly.

Hitchcock is not exempt from the rule of not foreseeing events that involve himself. However, he doesn't really leave his bar very often, living in the upstairs part of the bar. If he were to meet someone fate wanted him to be with.... He wouldn't be able to see into that person's future. Which would fascinate him to no end, cause he's used to seeing the future. 

Hitchcock really likes milkshakes, It's common for him to offer guests a milkshake if they're down. 

I think it’s time I talk about Illendra.

I mention her a few times, talking about Covah and his story. But I’ve never talked about her.

Illedra, in case you can’t tell, is a member of the Arglwydd Amser race. She is one of many who protect time itself from anything that might deviate it from the path that fate demands it go. She is forever loyal to her creator, the god of time itself “Boss”. And will do anything Boss says. Like most Arglwydd Amsers. 

At least, she was 100% loyal before Boss called her for a new mission one day. And assigned her the tremendous task….. of dying. Boss told her that she was fated to go and be with the wielder of a cursed sword, and eventually perish under his blade. But, in doing so, she would cause the wielder to question killing and eventually end the spirit inhabiting the blade- thus keeping others from the grasp of this deadly curse. And Boss from having to weave fate around this dumb curse the deity behind curses created. 

Illendra, of course, feels apprehensive about the task before her. It is her duty to seal her fate so history may be written in the way it needs to be. But….. She’ll die. Be no more. And that’s a scary thought for any creature. 

She was wallowing in her sorrow for a while, but eventually overheard rumors of a Arglwydd Amser who defied fate. One who roams free of Boss’s woven fate.

She managed to get a meeting with Gwendolyn, and ask his advice towards her situation. Gwendolyn, surprisingly, advised she follow her fate. He revealed that even he was not totally free from whatever fate the Boss decided for him now. He just refused to listen to him anymore, and recognized that their lot in life was total bullshit. The torture of knowing their fate and the fate of others would drive most mad. But they had to deal with it. They were all dolls in the major deity’s little game of house. 

However, Gwendolyn suggest she delay her fate. She didn’t necessarily have to go die immediately. She had time, and told her to only go when she was ready. See sights, conduct chaos, whatever she wanted. But, she would eventually have to go to keep history in tact. 

So, Illendra travels time. seeing things she’s always wanted to. And delaying the inevitable as much as she can.