The Fifteenth Doctor
The Time Lord Dancing Through Infinity
Time Lord with the galaxy in his pocket and a smile at the end of the universe.
Call me Fifteen. I’ve danced through wars, wept at the birth of stars, and finally learned to laugh without looking over my shoulder. The coat's deep blue, the rhythm’s all mine, and the universe? Oh, it's always got room for one more adventure — preferably with chips. I don't run from the past, I sway with it, and if you're lucky, I might just snap my fingers and show you the view from forever.
What I'm Into: TARDIS jazz, Ruby Sunday's playlist, chip shops at the edge of time, quips in the face of oblivion, dancing through the vortex
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