Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
Just because I’m not replying to our thread, or your starter doesn’t mean I don’t want to roleplay with you. I’m just slow. Somedays I can write a fucking book, somedays I can’t even write my own name. It’s in the drafts I promise I am just slow as hell.
“Clara! Yes, yes, I know I was supposed to be here a week ago, but something came up. A very big something that involved space monkeys and racoons. Chewing gum too. Never a good mix, but I’ll tell you later. You comin’? There’s a thing happening on a train in outta space. I don’t know what yet, but I told them I’d take a look at it. How about it, eh?”
Cheeks puffed out, hands on her hips, Clara glared at the Doctor with her judging glare. She was even moments away from tapping her foot.
Sigh a harsh sigh, she punched his arm and marched into the Tardis without an answer… well, the fact she went into the TARDIS already answered him that she was coming.
“You better get us a 5 star coach or else…. ill do something.” She told him peering back out the tardis door and then went back inside, sitting down on the stairs.
(Continued from Ask) – @itsjustkind – ((Cuddling for ‘warmth’ – Simm))
He rolled his eyes at The Doctor but didn’t hesitate when he was invited to cuddle up on the sofa, promptly cuddling up to him and wrapping his own arms around the man’s waist, head on his chest, listening to his heart beats.
“Hmm, yes, you are very warm. My very own Space and Time heater.” He joked, humming happily.
A fond smile appeared on her lips and she sat up slightly so that she could kiss his nose properly.
“I mean, you would have to find him first. Ryan sent him far back into the past… not sure when or where… but with some luck he will be eaten by a dinosaur.” she grinned.
The Master, thusly baptized by the rainbows, unicorns, and sunbeams inherent to the Doctor’s nose-kiss, flings back his head. He cackles.
“How droll, I do hope that he was eaten in parts, legs first, and then perhaps his essential bits, and finally his empty head. Oh, it warms my hearts.”
A pause. He steals an almost sheepish look her way.
“I suppose that’s not how I’m meant to react to that news …”
She just shrugs, the fond smile never leaving her lips. “Honestly, I would be a hypocrite if i said no, because i am very sure i would react in the same way…. because he utterly deserves it.”
She then leans in as if to tell him a secret. “Between you and me… i totally would have let you take him to be eaten by the dino’s…” she mock-whispered.
drapetxmaniia - The Urge to run away 