always and forever

url is based on the name given to the tenth doctors companions by Dalek Caan - the children of time. But seeing as that url was taken this was the closest I could get lol.  indie au 10th Doctor and oc companions, est. aug 2013

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Fool me once, fool me twice Are you death or paradise? Now you'll never see me cry There's just no time to die

sideblog to childrenofthebluebox, will follow back there. 

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I know there are a lot of people who aren’t fans of sideblogs, but that is where a majority of my muse is at. I will occasionally write The Doctor, but my focus will be on Mathilde (double00bonded). As rp style has changed over the years my hope is that more people will be open to playing with sideblog muses as it is no different than writing with a main blog muse.

So, if anyone is interested in writing. I’ll be focusing on Mathilde and I would love to plot things. Feel free to dm me and ask questions as I know all my pages aren’t finished yet. 

-Sinnen 

[wandamaximosff]

❝Here’s what I know about you, Miss Clark. My mother says you’re chatty.❞

[childrenofthebluebox]

It’s been a while since I’ve been so inspired for a muse. It’s exciting. I’m even writing headcanons which I never write!!!

If you’re curious, give my new sideblog a follow. @double00bonded

[childrenofthebluebox]

Working on a side blog because I have no self control. 

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Back to work on multiverse doctor. So I’ll be around if anyone would like to chat. 

[enchantingqueenkitten]

Henry Detamble - The Time Traveler’s Wife

[childrenofthebluebox]

hearrtstrings·:

For a moment she simply stares at the man warily, weighing her options. He was tall, especially compared to her, with long legs that would probably catch up to her in no time flat. Running was out. So she gives a soft breath and focuses on her powers, wanting to look at what colors were glowing the brightest to see if he was trouble. Delicate brows pull together, green eyes flicking up to look at the man’s face more closely, head tilting slightly as it dawns on her. He looks normal enough, and yet…

“You’re not from around here, are you?”

After all, she’d had some experience with beings that weren’t from this planet. Knew that they felt different with her abilities. And while she hadn’t felt something exactly the same as this, she knew he definitely wasn’t human. Which, with her experience, should make her more nervous. But she would be lying if it didn’t also make her infinitely more curious. 

She’s about to ask more, like what he was doing here or if anyone was expecting him – his colors weren’t aggressive so maybe he was a friend of S.H.I.E.L.D or something – but then the flashing lights of the cop cars from just a moment ago turn onto the street they’re on and, well, she’s still in her vigilante getup. So with a soft curse and a impulse decision to trust him for the moment, Mollie reaches out and grabs the man’s hand and pulls him further into the safe shadow of the alley. “Sorry, just.. best to wait for them to pass.”

     As his back hit the brick of the wall a breath escaped his lips in a huff. It was his instinct when pulled in any direction to immediately turn his back to keep his eyes on his target. Still, in the chaos of the moment, a smile teased at the corner of his mouth. “What are we hiding from?” A hint of excitement in his voice as he leaned forward to look down the dark alleyway towards to sirens. “Cybermen? Slitheen? The Slitheen are known to attract such a crowd..the authoritative crowd. Not a friendly or lawful bunch. Though there aren’t many left.”

Then he finally turned to look at her, the one who had pulled him into the darkness. His eyes narrowed and brows furrowed as his examined her face. “You aren’t plague ridden are you? Wouldn’t be the first time I stumbled into a plague or two.” 

[lilyjamessource]

[bewitchingmemes]

touch-starved starters!!

❝ no one’s ever done that to me before. ❞

❝ could you play with my hair? ❞

❝ i can’t remember the last time i did this with someone. ❞ 

❝ that feels nice. ❞

❝ i haven’t been hugged in years. ❞

❝ i never want to let go. ❞

❝ let’s just cuddle forever. ❞ 

❝ you put your arm around me and i literally felt my knees buckle, this is so pathetic. ❞

❝ i just want to be held for a little while. ❞

❝ you’re legally obligated to keep holding me. ❞

❝ i think i forgot what human contact felt like. ❞

❝ i need to remember what hugs feel like. ❞

❝ do you mind if we stay like this for a little longer? ❞

❝ my family was never the touchy-feely type. ❞

❝ i’ve never been in a relationship before, so i don’t really know how to do the whole…kissing thing. ❞

❝ you were my first kiss. ❞

❝ could we cuddle, like, platonically? ❞

❝ i’m in desperate need of a hug. ❞

❝ i didn’t even know i was ticklish there! ❞

[childrenofthebluebox]

I promise I’m still here. Just been preparing for a job interview. ANXIETY!!!!

[lokihiddleston]

THE ESSEX SERPENT / EPISODE 3

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Buried in drafts and page editing

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hearrtstrings:

@childrenofthebluebox·

The sun has long since set on the city, though it’s still teeming with life and noise. But the darkness brings out different people and different sounds. Instead of business men in nice suits commuting to work, it’s men doing business in back alleys and grimey buildings. Instead of car horns and cheerful gossip and children playing, it’s hushed deals and skittish steps of women clutching keys between their knuckles and predators hiding in the shadows. 

But there’s also a masked vigilante perched on rooftop instead of a soft librarian stacking books. 

She’s quiet as a statue as she peers down at the city – focusing on the colors only she can see as people pass by, looking for any sign of malicious intent – when she hears it. Like a car that desperately needs a mechanic, only it sounds like it’s coming from the narrow alley to her left. And oh, she’s curious. Enough that she starts to turn away from her perch to go investigate, but halts when she hears a frightened cry and a gruff voice demanding money and jewelry. The strange sound can wait. Empath turns on her heel and hauls herself over and down the fire escape, the thick soles of her boots echoing off brick and pavement until she spots the thug and the poor woman he has cornered. 

Eyes glow a light purple as she searches the man’s colors for the sharp vermilion of fear and tugs hard, lips snarling slightly behind her mask. She holds the thread of color taught as he drops to his knees with a cry, turning to face the woman. “It’s okay, you’re alright now. Go call the police, I’ll keep him here, okay?” She gets a quick nod and a shaky thank you as the woman scurries off, and then Empath turns back to the man. The fear she’s holding glows brighter. “Listen buddy, I get that times are tough, but jumping woman sure ain’t the way to play. That’s just a dick move.” He scrambles to give her a nod, stumbling over his words to say he’s sorry, and she almost feels bad for him. But then she hears approaching sound of sirens, and it’s time for her to let the law take care of the rest.

And, well, she might as well go try and find that mystery sound from before as she ducks back into the shadows as the cops pull up. She’s light on her feet now, nearly silent as she returns to the building she had been on top of, turning to the left and taking a breath before peering around the corner into the alley. Her brows furrow when she spots a blue phone booth, definitely not what she was expecting. And had that always been there? She takes a step closer, wanting to investigate, but almost immediately takes another step back when she hears a scuff of a footstep behind her, whirling around and getting ready to either fight or run. 

     The man scrambled about the console, flipping switches, turning knobs, pulling levers. He only had one shot at this, one final chance to bring the box back to life. What he didn’t know was, that in burning up a star to bring the TARDIS back, he was creating a rift in his exact location. As he ran around the console one last time to flip his final switch the center beam began to glow brightly. The familiar whirring sound filling the air around him. But there was something different about this sound, more strained, and the box threw him back against the railing as it lurched forward. 

Something wasn’t right. Suddenly the room was filling with smoke and it sounded as though gears were grinding together and breaking. He ran forward, grabbing one of the wheels and cranking it hard to the left, holding it as hard as he could. “Come on!” He said through gritted teeth. “Come on! Don’t quit on me now.” And after a few minutes the box came to a startling stop. 

Throwing the door open he looked around, brows furrowing in confusion. “Well...this doesn’t look right.” Not exactly where he wanted to be but at least it was out of that swamp filled forest. Making his way out he circled the box, his hands dragging across the wood gently. Fingers light as he stroked a vine that lay against a cracked window. “I’m so sorry I let this happen to you” His voice was a whisper as he spoke, hoping with all his hearts that he could be forgiven. Then, with a deep breath, he turned and headed down the alley to take a look around. 

Only a few moments later he heard footsteps down that same alley, heading towards the TARDIS causing him to turn on his heel and head back. It was difficult to see the figure in the alley, only visible by way of the blue box in front of them. “Hello.” The man called out, jumping back slightly as they whirled around urgently. 

[childrenofthebluebox]

I am the worst at writing bios. I get so wordy and they end up not making sense….UGH!!!

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Muses on this blog will include:

Tenth Doctor

Jack Harkness (oc, torchwood based, daughter of real jack harkness)

Jenny Alice Temple (oc daughter of Donna/The Doctors daughter)

Thirteenth Doctor (parallel universe)

[childrenofthebluebox]

Guess whos back?!?!?! 

Oh, its me!! 

I’ll be working on updating this acct for the next few days. Clearing things out and updating pages to include the right information. Deleting some characters and adding new/old ones. I’m very excited.