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heart if you would like a starter from a time lady version of the TARDIS? ɴᴀᴍᴇ: ʙʟᴜᴇ sᴍɪᴛʜ. fully developed. 13 lives. guidelines. ✭ ・゚✧* .・°☆ :
❝ We’re not so different from convicts on the run Freedom could kill us, but we’d rather go on This is a journey and we wanna go far They say we’re selfish but this plane is on fire ❞
// 𝚒. 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜. ✗ 𝚒𝚒. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚜. 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚊𝚖. ✗ 𝚒𝚒𝚒. 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚕
i’ve belonged to e v e r y o n e else for SO LONG that i’ve f o r g o t t e n how to belong to ME
☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:* 50 five-word sentence starters
three-word prompts four-word prompts
☆ - please feel free to tweak and edit pronouns!
“ I can and I will. “
“ It is the only way.”
“ Love is rare. Grab it. “
“ You are but a child. “
“ Fear is awful. Face it. “
“ Stay safe. I love you. “
“ I will be your knight. “
“ This will be a disaster. “
“ Life is short but sweet. “
“ Do you really love me? “
“ Will you ever trust me? “
“ Nothing is out of reach. “
“ Never will I leave you. “
“ We rise by lifting others. “
“ Always stay as you are. “
“ Do the things you want. “
“ The world is your oyster. “
“ You used me! Didn’t you? “
“ It could always be worse. “
“ Relax. Listen to your heart. “
“ My friends are my power! “
“ My heart is forever yours. “
“ You could never hurt me. “
“ Is this what you wanted? “
“ May you be happy always. “
“ Every day is a new chance. “
“ There’s no place like home. “
“ Create a brand new ending. “
“ Do it! Nothing is impossible. “
“ You seem so scared. why? “
“ Do what makes you happy. “
“ I sense your heart trembling. “
“ Find yourself, and be that. “
“ Stop and smell the flowers. “
“ Nothing is wrong with you. “
“ Nothing is ours except time. “
“ All living things shall perish. “
“ Stop sweating the small stuff. “
“ Always cherish the little things. “
“ Please, you must believe me. “
“ You become what you believe. “
“ Never forget about your passion. “
“ Accept responsibility for your life. “
“ Actions speak louder than words. “
“ Make each day your masterpiece. “
“ Words are the strongest weapon. “
“ Trust dies, but mistrust blossoms. “
“ Memories are sweet. cherish them. “
“ Happiness looks gorgeous on you. “
❝ We're not so different from convicts on the run Freedom could kill us, but we'd rather go on This is a journey and we wanna go far They say we're selfish but this plane is on fire ❞
// 𝚒. 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜. ✗ 𝚒𝚒. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚜. 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚗𝚊𝚖. ✗ 𝚒𝚒𝚒. 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚕
IF YOU ARE OKAY WITH ICONLESS ROLEPLAYS REBLOG THIS SO YOUR FOLLOWERS KNOW !!
like as much as i love icons and a good psd, sometimes its just tasking to do. and not everyone has great resources. so if you’re okay with having threads with no icons, please reblog this so that people know you’re okay with it. i feel like roleplayers today are too focused on the aesthetics and won’t follow people who use base icons or even none at all. it’s not about icons, but about the writing !!
Doctor Who: The Sontaran Stratagem (2008)
WHO ? DEX . bringing a brand new hub blog for the doctor who role playing community , not only featuring the wonderful promos of the writers in our community , but accepting shoutouts and headcannon submissions , as well as hosting a discord server for any to join !
to be featured on the index & have your promotional posts queued , please reblog this post with your CHARACTER’S NAME and if they’re CANON / OC / CROSSOVER / VERSE ONLY !
“Seriously, though. Aliens?” “Yep.”
ind. sel. priv. THIRTEEN. written by bean.
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the softest palms that never want to touch you until after a bottle of wine. ╱ “ just braid your hair if you won’t brush it, at least, you useless girl. ” ╱ pulling on your skirt with one hand as you shuffle away. ╱ “ you’ll get it done before the day is up. ” ╱ guilt that isn’t yours to have. ╱ it’s a crooked game, but it’s the only one in town. ╱ chains. ╱ “ how could you do this to me? ” ╱ the sharp sting of guilt. ╱ you feel something even though you’re paid to do the opposite. ╱ the family you never had. ╱ falling backwards through time. ╱ quicksand. ╱ drowning, but you don’t save yourself. ╱ “ you’re getting better. ” ╱ “ they smile like a snake. ” ╱you’re the stars and the sky. ╱ there’s a part of you that couldn’t stay away even if you were forced to. ╱ they are your wings, there’s no doubt there. ╱ “ let’s take off somewhere. let’s fly. ” ╱ you edge a bit too close to the sun. ╱ another ghost to take your place after every stumble. ╱ deep roots in the ground slashed open in the sun.
rock candy melting in water. ╱ waves rise and leave the foam behind. ╱ the precipice you call home has a tip you’ll reach eventually. ╱ happiness is the best front a man can take.╱ “ i’ve never seen someone as beautiful as you before. ” ╱ you disagree; they’re more beautiful. ╱ discomfort at the tiniest of touches. ╱ the sky opens up when you see them. ╱ rain comes down. ╱ poppy fields. ╱ your sanity hanging by a thread. ╱ “ oh god, what have you done? ” ╱ roommates weren’t supposed to be the smartest ones of all. ╱ they’ve got a devil on their shoulder and an angel in their mind. ╱ you try to help, but it only got worse.╱ now they’re dead, it’s all your fault.╱ adam & eve in the garden. ╱ a temptress in crisp button-downs. ╱ “ fuck, you’ve gone off the deep end, haven’t you? ”╱ they lie so perfectly you almost forget yourself. ╱ the spark that lit the kindling on your funeral pyre. ╱ sugar and spice and a taste for the dark side.
yves saint laurent ╱ black opium on your pillow, a scented cloud drifting behind you like a cape. ╱ crisp green apples piled up on the table. ╱ your shoes are sharp, but your wit is even sharper. ╱ what a pretty one, they say. ╱ you laugh without humor. ╱a soft, hollow spot sits in your chest. ╱ there’s a place you’ll never leave no matter who tries to stop you. ╱ the seat of power fits like a glove. ╱ heavy is the head that wears the crown. ╱ you share a space, but not a mind. ╱ they think you are weak; you are, maybe. ╱ “ what are you going to do with all of these pills? ” ╱ an empty bird’s nest. ╱ broken pencil tips. ╱ there’s an empty paper in front of you that you’ll never fill. ╱ “ we want you to succeed. i hope you can grasp that. ” ╱ “ they weren’t there when it happened. ”
corruption. ╱ there’s a red string tying you together. ╱ the scent of whiskey on the horizon. ╱ “ you’re the best friend i’ve ever had. ” ╱ pink-tipped fingers lock in secrecy.╱ 99 red balloons drifting through a hazy sky. ╱you try to lift your head up, but it’s so much effort. ╱ always walking on sunshine. ╱ there’s a million reasons to come down from the clouds, but you can’t be bothered. ╱ hair twisted up with glitter butterfly clips like a haphazard mobile. ╱you drift, but you know where you’re going. ╱ no one has any dirt on you because you’re infinitely spotless. ╱ the empty side of your bed they crawled into when they were nine. ╱ court hearings. ╱ “ I miss you. ” ╱ siblings are a funny thing. ╱ they point out every family-shaped hole in every picture on the mantelpiece. ╱ blackbird screaming ╱ wake in nightmares ╱ are you an illusion? ╱ I don’t feel real. ╱who is in control?
A quick and easy plotting guide
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Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse
Setting: our verse | my verse | your verse | modern | alternate universe | other
Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship
Possible relationships: friends | classmate | co-worker | roommate | family, real or adopted | dating or blind date | married | friends with benefits | unrequited love | lending a hand | teacher - student | rivals | allies | partner-in-crime | enemies | protecter - guarded | business partners | spy - infiltrated | manipulator - manipulated | star-crossed | first meeting | other
I’m in the mood for: fluff | angst | horror | romance | humor | crime | hurt / comfort | action | supernatural | slice of life | crack | dark threads | light threads | any genre | multi-para | shorter para | one-line | any length | plotted threads | unplotted threads | other
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very random open rp
Clev was in a rather quiet and reserved mood. In keeping a low profile, he went to one of the 45th century pet cafes. This one was especially a known place for shapeshifters to transform into small pets as a means to cope or wind down from stressful days. He paid some money and just used his gadget to turn himself into a ferret. It was just for a few hours or until he de-stressed from a busy day and night from his two jobs. Only con was that there are still folks that order drinks and pet the shapeshifter animals. But honestly, he wouldn’t mind it much or lack of. So long as he wasnt getting picked up from the large glass display he was inside in, he could care less of cafe goers staring at him and other shapeshifter animals.
Opening her eyes, Blue looked around into the dimension I.D.R.I.S. had propelled her into. I.D.R.I.S, her faithful dimensional-travelling program, was instructed to make her as humanoid as possible; which wasn’t always possible with how much energy it takes simply to cross dimensions safely. With the size of the humans and items around her, she guessed she was a very small animal - stretching her muscles, she admired a flash of iridescent blue wings and golden chest. Her call-back device, to bring her back to her own dimension when ready, was camouflaged as a bird band around a spindly foot. Then, she suddenly noticed a long beak in front of her, giving her enough to guess at her species; a kingfisher, perhaps? At least she was alive: she didn’t much enjoy when she was merged with technology.
So, where was she? After materialisation - which she desperately hoped no one saw, or that it was at least merged in with the cultures technology advancements - I.D.R.I.S was meant to place her in the safest spot. This appeared to be a cafe, filled with small animals. There weren’t many birds, mostly mammals of various fluffiness, but she certainly wasn’t out of place. She assumed they weren’t wild either, though she couldn’t help side-eyeing a few that would be a predator were they in the wild.
Lastly; what now? She usually hopped dimensions to explore, and help where she could with her skills of time and space, keeping an eye out for the Doctor should she be lucky enough to finally find him. But for now; the place was peaceful, and warm. It wouldn’t hurt to stay here for a while and get to grips with the location. She looked around, hoping to find someone she could communicate with.
as a gay girl myself i can’t even begin to tell u how fucking disheartening it is to see the rpc validate people who are uncomfortable with f/f. especially when they are perfectly fine with m/m. it’s seriously time to stop sexualizing and shaming lesbians and FOR FUCKS SAKE STOP TELLING PEOPLE IT’S OKAY TO BE UNCOMFORTABLE PLAYING THEM WHEN THEY ARE FINE WITH M/M –– OR JUST IN GENERAL.
pls do me a favor n unfollow me if you claim to be uncomfortable with f/f ships bc i do not want misogynistic homophobes anywhere near my account
doctorthethirteenth:
The Doctor bit her lip in thought; the situation was more dire than she had expected. Everything useful was out of the TARDIS – no way to fly her now without fixing her first. Not even the Doctor could come up with a different solution than that.
“A name! Yeah! Y’gonna need a name; I gotta call y’somethin’! But y’can think on it later! I guess we do have more important matters.” She paused. “Not sure, about the alone part. Not sure where we landed! Maybe we should have a look! If y’down! Maybe we’ll find something to help y’get whole again, and we can be on our way!”
“Yes, of course, this should be-” and she strode to the outside doors, pushing them and almost falling outside “-open!” Catching herself, she placed her hands on her hips to observe what appeared to be a desolate planet. “Well, that’s no good. It doesn’t appear that there’s much out there. Its abandoned.” She turned around to her Doctor, a brisk wind pulling her hair as she shrugged. “Looks like we have to walk.”
favourite characters: Thirteenth Doctor (Doctor Who)
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