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𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐄 ind, sel and priv river song

[bespok-ed-blog]

lol sup is anyone even here ??? i wasn’t using this blog for long before i moved river to my multi buuuuuut i’m considering moving her back solo. i might make an entirely new blog purely because. i’m trash. gonna keep using bespokd as the url but if anyone’s interested, find me on @aegeless for updates on river. it’ll take a couple days to build her blog because i’m now working full time.

[immortae]

hiatus notice

i will be travelling abroad for twenty-seven days as of tomorrow ( 05.10.2019 ) which means i will not be active until i come home. i’ll be on a contiki type tour around europe starting and ending in london, and then i’ll be spending a week in london itself. i won’t be taking my laptop with me, i will have my phone but i don’t like to write on my phone so i will only be able to plot and chat and reblog gif sets or memes. i will hopefully have a few things done to queue randomly throughout my trip but i make no promises. 

please feel free to send me memes or tag me in starters while i’m away, no prior interaction or plot discussion required. 

i’ll be returning to malta where i’ll be staying for two more weeks before i go back home to sydney. i was supposed to stay here until mid-september but i’m homesick and i miss my dog so i’m cutting my time here short. my activity here will pick up once i’m back home. 

here’s my current:  starter call,  shipping call,  plot call  and mains / exclusives call.

feel free to add me on d.iscord if you don’t have me already. i’ll have data on my phone and will be free to chat during my tour so hit me up anytime to talk or plot or even write, i’m happy to write in character on discord as it’s much easier to do on my phone than the tumblr app is.  (  sarah “THAT BITCH” paulson#1712  is my d.iscord name, just copy and paste it to add me if you don’t want to type it all out  )

[eleventhourdaily]

[immortae]

i’m here. quietly working. find me here, here and here throughout the day. i’ll be queuing most everything i do to post while i’m away because i’ll be abroad for almost a month and will only be around via im’s and discord. gonna post a new starter call in a second once i’ve finished writing the ones i owe. chat to me.

[bespok-ed-blog]

✩ ☾ ✩   ───   james conrad,   @dysquiet​‌.

       typically it’s not good to assume, but if you’re in the right company— the company of a highly trained british special forces soldier— then it’s likely you’re able to count on something to lean on besides the reliability of the gun in your hand and how well you’re able to aim it. and, somehow from the looks of her, he’s certain she’s a pretty good shot.

       “the plan was to shoot our way out,” conrad responds, and he offers river a smile. he can’t say he’s opposed to a good fight, either. “but i suppose if we want to be more crafty about it, i can come up with something.”

       “works for me, handsome--”  she grins over her shoulder, cocking her gun and adjusting her grip. river thrives in moments like these. it’s her upbringing. river will always have a violent streak, she’ll always enjoy the feeling of a weapon in her hand, the sound of battle and the smell of gunfire. she’s not completely rehabilitated. she’s close, but the psychopath she was raised to be will always be there, somewhere.  

                evaluating their audience with a mischievous glint in her eyes, her grin becoming a sly smirk as her head cocks slightly.  “shall we make this a little more interesting ?”  river questions, her fingers flexing, itching to pull the trigger on her blaster.  “--  first to twenty ?”

[bespok-ed-blog]

✩ ☾ ✩   ───   like this for a starter  ! 

[mikaelsonsource]

she’s a mikaelson too. she inherited all of their enemies…

[naragun-deactivated20161113]

I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

[rothelp]

miscellaneous angst starters.

when were you going to tell me?

you can’t keep doing this to yourself.

that’s…a lot of blood.

can you walk?

please don’t lie to me.

you were supposed to leave.

i’m not going anywhere without you.

shh, it’s okay. it was just a dream.

there was nothing more you could have done.

it wasn’t your fault.

this is all my fault.

you aren’t acting like yourself.

i’m never going to let [her/him/them] hurt you again.

you’re hurting me.

don’t ever do that again.

go to hell.

please don’t cry.

you have to stay awake.

i wish i could take the pain away.

you could have died.

hey – stay with me.

it’ll be over soon.

did you ever love me?

i’m sorry. i can’t do this anymore.

things won’t always hurt this bad.

you passed out.

how much have you had?

i’m okay. it’s all fine.

it’s not okay! you’re not fine!

let me get you something for the pain.

it’s nothing. it’s just a bruise.

it’s clearly not nothing.

have you been to the doctor?

i didn’t mean the things i said.

i thought we meant something.

people who are okay don’t act like this.

you don’t have to go through this by yourself.

i don’t want you to be alone.

please don’t regret me.

i heard you crying.

you need to get some rest.

when was the last time you ate something?

i’m worried about you.

did you have another nightmare?

[name], there’s nobody there.

i want to be happy but i don’t think i deserve it.

please talk to me.

why are you mad at me?

alcohol isn’t going to solve your problems.

don’t leave me.

did you do this to yourself?

it’s breaking my heart to see you like this.

tell me what’s wrong.

tell me how to make it better.

why don’t you care?

get the hell away from me.

please don’t do this.

i can’t believe that you lied to me.

just…stay for the night.

you obviously can’t be trusted to take care of yourself, so let me do it for you.

you can’t die. i won’t let you.

just hang on, okay?

hold my hand if you need to.

i’m sorry.

why do you have a gun?

don’t panic.

just breathe.

you’re bleeding.

i’m trying to stop the bleeding.

you’ve been crying, i can tell.

you should have told me sooner.

i wanted to tell you in person.

a phone call would’ve been nice.

i hate you.

i love you.

[bespok-ed-blog]

✩ ☾ ✩   ───   the doctor,   @ohdoctcr​   /   sc.

“i’m sure i don’t know what you’re talking about, doctor.”  coy smirk, glint in her light eyes, river’s tone of voice implies a faux innocence anyone who knows her --and the doctor does know her-- should pick up on with ease. the doctor lies, and so does his wife. river loves a challenge, and she loves nothing more than antagonising the doctor.  “i had nothing to do with this  --  scout’s honour.”

[bespok-ed-blog]

remember in the time of angels when amy froze the angel on the blip and river’s just grinning in the background and amy’s like “that was good, yeah?” and river’s like “that was amazing” like... river lowkey in awe of her mum gets me every time

[myrcella]

[bcnoist]

ENDLESS GIFS OF HOPE MIKAELSON. ↳ season 1, episode 14.

[frog43]

Important character development question: would they lick someone’s hand if they tried to cover their mouth?

[bespok-ed-blog]

is this like… normal for you? is this an average day? ( from amy.

✩ ☾ ✩   ───   sentence starters,   @sunraese  /   accepting

river almost laughed. if only she knew. well, if only she knew a lot of things. the least she can be glad for is that amy knows who she is. that is a blessing, truly. but it certainly makes for awkward encounters. her parents hadn’t been parents for long when they lost her, and navigating their relationship with river mustn’t be easy. she can hardly hold it against them, of course. and though at times it may sting, she also knows it can’t be helped. so maybe her mother is just making conversation now, or maybe she’s genuinely curious. or concerned. either way, river can’t laugh. 

she resorts to her usual cavalier demeanour instead, throwing a gentle smirk at amy with the barest quirk of her brow as she presses her back against a wall, her arm shooting out to press her mother back beside her.  “this is rather dull, actually –”  she remarks, free arm rising, blaster in hand. she presses the trigger once, twice, thrice, each shot perfectly aimed.  “i did warn you,”  river lightly reminded her. and it’s true. while the doctor had been more than happy to take her parents the long way around, river had insisted on taking a more direct route  –  with a pit-stop or two along the way. she’d been fully prepared to make that trip alone, manipulator at the ready, coordinates already entered, when amy had latched on to her arm without a second thought.

river had almost protested. she bit her tongue when she saw the look amy gave her. the doctor hadn’t been so lucky, but at least her father knew when to back down. river assumed it was from the many, many times rory had encountered that same expression. amelia pond was a force to be reckoned with. she’s scottish, after all. 

“you should have stayed with the tardis, mum.”  she says quietly, lowering her arm keeping amy pressed back, averting her gaze to assess any loitering threats. she’s a big girl, river. she can take care of herself and she’s older than she looks, she’s been doing this a while. she’s not worried about herself. but amy, as capable as river knows she is  –  she’s a distraction. because although she doesn’t think her parents quite know how to feel about her, or how to act, river loves them both. and she doesn’t want anything to happen to amy, nothing will if river can help it.  “– amy.”  she corrects herself after a hearts beat. it’s still so new to them. river’s called amy and rory mum and dad before, but not yet. not for them. 

the moment passes, and river straightens her back, squaring her shoulders, immediately throwing a mischievous grin at the scot. she’s river song again, the river amy knew before she found out she was melody too.  “oh well, it doesn’t matter now. you distract them, i’ll get the totem. we’ll probably still beat the boys, knowing how the doctor drives.”

[bespok-ed-blog]

monsters aren’t just born, you once told me   –   they are slowly created, formed like clay pottery, watered with callous memories and mixed with cruel claws. they are hardened with lies and false ideals, then painted with the blood of young victims. yet something was born in your eyes that day. your wickedness was revealed and the mother smirked   –   so now i feel there are two types of monsters   –   those that are created slowly, ruined with malice, and others that are born, with hatred hidden in their veins   //   written by reign

[bespok-ed-blog]

three years ago, i made like 5000+ icons of alex for a friend ... i didn’t keep the base icons ... i’m mad