Winifred "Echo" Amora @echo-industries - Tumblr Blog

I just want everyone to know I'm okay. My family is okay. I love you guys. And be safe.

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Please reblog if you play a character who is 30 years of age or older

I don’t care if it’s an OC or a canon character, and while I play a human, I don’t care if your fandom isn’t but for the love of god, why is everyone in their twenties? Give me some mid thirties or even some fourties. Hell, throw me some silver foxes. Please.

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Tenth Doctor

[ @echo-industries, @manenimittliv, @heavensmostterrifyingweapon ]

The Doctor ran up to the nearest person. “Look at this… Thing.” He held up the alien device in his hands. “No idea what it is, but it’s remarkable! Don’t know what it’s supposed to do, either. Might be some sort of a scanner?” The object moved suddenly in his hands. “Whoa!” He put it on the ground and it rolled toward the person as it unfolded a little. “Alright, maybe not a scanner. I think it likes you. Is it – alive?”

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Winifred blinked at the strange man and his alien looking thing he'd just brought her. She had no idea what to make of it or him but even still the scientific part of her was fascinated as she kneeled down to inspect it as it unfurled. Her trek to work could wait.

"Hello there little thingy." she cooed at it, slowly pulling up her sunglasses to get a better look at it and ultimately showing off her solid black eyes. Other than that she looked entirely human but something about her seemed alien as well. She assumed it was safe to touch the mysterious thing since he'd previously been holding it and gently smoothed her hand over what she assumed was its head. If it even had a head.

"You aren't from here, are you?~" she continued to coo, making soft little chirping sounds at it.

#doctorattackeyebrows #wibbly wobbly - 10th Doctor

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Open- Don’t get space sick//Tenth Doctor

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She couldn’t help but smile at his joking, sticking her tongue out slightly just to tease him.

“At least you’re well enough to joke about, that’s promising.” she giggled. “And you’re very welcome, though I’m sure you would do the same for me. Now you rest while I go cook.”

She smiled sweetly at him as she carefully shut the door as she left the room. With a little help from the TARDIS she easily found the kitchen and got to work, putting the kettle on and a pan to heat up the chicken broth she’d bought the last time they stopped on Earth. It didn’t take much effort or time before both were done, pouring a small bowl of broth and a mug of ginger tea for the Doctor before she made her way back to his room.

She was quiet as she stepped inside again, carefully setting the feel good food down on the bedside table before she kicked off her shoes and climbed up onto the bed next to him, sitting cross legged. The bed hardly even moved under her weight, which probably was a blessing with how uneasy his stomach was. She scooted her way up to the pillows so they were behind her back, gently moving the Doctor’s head onto her lap so she could run her fingers soothingly through his hair while his tea and broth cooled a bit. She was so warm even through her clothes, radiating heat. Her metabolism was much higher than a human and she should probably eat something soon herself but she wanted to make sure he was okay before she tended to herself.

“Is there anything else I can do to help you feel better? I have some medicine in my bag, fever reducer and pain relief, if they’re compatible with your biology.” she asked.

The Doctor closed his eyes as she left the room to cook. He decided to try and rest for a bit as his body was weak and drained. He hated feeling ill and he hated admitting he was feeling ill as well. His stomach was still churning angrily and he wondered if he was going to be able to keep any food down. He was shivering under his blankets. The time lord opened his eyes when she came back into the room. “Aspirin is poison to me and anything related to that, the other medicines could be risky or might not be strong enough.” He was feeling so nauseated and was breathing deeply. “There is some time lord safe medicines in the medbay.” He coughed a bit. “I am sure that the TARDIS can help you with that.” He said. The Doctor was coughing badly and he curled up on his side.

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Winifred nodded and rubbed his back before climbing off the bed again. She wanted to just wrap him up in her wings and keep him nice and warm and comfy but she knew that without medicine he wouldn't get better anytime soon. She bit her lip as she thought of where the medbay might be.

He looked and sounded terrible, it made her hidden feathers stand on end whenever he coughed or groaned out in discomfort. There wasn't much she could do to help him just standing around so she made sure he had enough blankets before heading to the medbay. She gently ran her hand along the hallway wall of the TARDIS as she went, it was comforting to her knowing that despite its mechanical nature the TARDIS cared about the Doctor as well. It wasn't hard to tell with the way her lights glowed and flickered, the sounds she made in almost reply to his usual chatter with her when he didn't think anyone was listening. Winny could hear so clearly when he whispered to the TARDIS.

"What do I do to help him feel better? Is there anything he likes when he gets sick? You've been with him the longest." she sighed absently, soon enough finding the medbay. Now which cabinet would the medicine safe for him be? Were they marked? She checked everything just in case. As she did she continued to talk to the TARDIS. It was becoming a habit for her as much as it was for him even in such a short period of time.

"I know he doesn't like the fact that he's sick. Neither do I when I get sick. I just hope that whatever I can do will help. I care about him a lot..."

She shook her head slightly.

"Ah I wish I was better at this."

#wibbly wobbly - 10th Doctor #doctor who verse

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I saw the chance and I took it It was the kids’ idea

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❥ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒 .

another meme inspired by devotedecay’s format ! tw for violence, blood, mature themes. send in one of these for my muse’s reaction to … ( add ❝ reverse ❞ if you’d like to see how my muse would preform the action ! )

[ deck ] your muse decking mine in the face.

[ punch ] your muse punching mine anywhere / or specify.

[ pin ] your muse forcibly pinning my muse beneath them.

[ straddle ] your muse forcing mine to the ground and straddling them.

[ scratch ] your muse raking mine with their nails / claws.

[ bite ] your muse biting mine.

[ turn ] your muse rolling from beneath to atop my muse.

[ wall ] your muse pinning mine against a wall.

[ snarl ] your muse snarling / growling at mine.

[ curse ] your muse cursing at / cursing mine out.

[ tug ] your muse gripping mine’s hair.

[ kick ] your muse kicking mine anywhere / or specify.

[ point + gun ] your muse holding mine at gun point.

[ point + knife ] your muse holding mine at knife point.

[ mock ] your muse mocking mine.

[ sweep ] your muse knocking mine off their feet.

[ grab ] your muse grabbing mine forcibly.

[ shoot ] your muse shooting my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ stab ] your muse stabbing my muse anywhere / or specify.

[ break ] your muse breaking any of mine’s bones / or specify.

[ strangle ] your muse choking mine out.

[ shove ] your muse shoving mine forcibly.

[ bruise ] your muse making mine bruise.

[ under ] your muse shoving mine underwater.

[ attempt ] your muse attempting to kill mine.

[ bare ] your muse baring their teeth at mine.

[ threaten ] your muse threatening mine.

[ spit ] your muse making mine spit blood.

[ bleed ] your muse making mine bleed.

[ burn ] your muse burning mine.

[ corner ] your muse cornering mine.

[ throat ] your muse wrapping a hand around mine’s throat.

[ challenge ] your muse challenging mine.

[ cut ] your muse cutting mine.

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Send “💕” if you ship our muses!

(If you cannot see the emoji, send “Double Heart”)

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Emotional Manipulation Starters

Trigger warnings apply. Requested by anon. (Disclaimer: not all of these sentences are manipulative in a different context, and some can be used jokingly as well.)

“If you really cared about me, you’d do what I’m asking.” “Don’t you trust me?” “I wish I never met you, honestly.” “You’re the reason I’m upset.” “It’s all your fault.” “I guess you just don’t love me enough.” “You have to keep it a secret. I’ll find out if you tell anyone.” “Whatever. It’s not like I care.” “I could just leave, you know.” “Do you like them more than me?” “Who have you been talking to?” “I would do anything to make you happy, I just want you to do the same for me.” “You have to tell me. Not telling me is just as bad as lying.” “It would be so easy for me to find someone else.” “If you loved me, you’d tell me.” “It’s like you don’t even care about me.” “One day I’ll be dead and you’ll regret not being there when I needed it.” “Nobody really cares about me, not even you.” “No one will ever love you the way I do.” “If you leave me, I don’t want to even think about what I’ll do.” “I’ll just tell everyone you were abusing me.” “You have to. You owe me.” “I’ve made sacrifices for you, now you have to do the same.” “I’ll never forgive you.” “No, it’s fine. Just do whatever you want, I guess.” “Am I upset? Why, should I be?” “If you don’t come over tonight, I’m going to hurt myself.” “I never said that. You’re trying to confuse me.” “I think you hate me.” “I would do anything for you, so why wouldn’t you do the same?” “If you don’t do this, it’s because you don’t love me.” “You were there for them, but not me?” “Yes, if you love me, you would change for me.” “I’m wasting my time with you.” “Well, I guess I’m just useless, aren’t I?” “I know you didn’t say it, but you were thinking it.” “You hate me. I know you do.” “You can’t convince me I’m not just a burden to you.”

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‘how do i interact with you’

write me a starter. send me an ask. punch me in the fucking face i don’t care just write with me

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Unspoken Fluff Starters

A gentle brush against fingers.

A head pat.

A short shoulder rub.

Leaning into their side.

Joining them in silence.

A quick hug from the side.

Sitting with them.

Bringing them a drink.

Bringing them food.

A hug from behind.

Stroking their hand.

A slight nudge of the elbow.

The lightest ‘boop’ on the nose.

A head to head touch.

A quiet evening walk.

Sharing a meal.

One resting on the other.

Giving them their coat.

Handing them a small gift.

A comforting smile.

Making space for them to sit.

A soft brush against the face.

A quiet kiss.

A comforting hug from the front.

Sharing a nap.

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AGGRESSION // SEXUAL TENSION .

acts that could be aggressive // or a little bit sexy // or both. send a symbol from your muse to mine. feel free to combine actions or add specifics even when it doesn’t ask for it ! can send non - sexually as well.

THREATENING

🔪 // put a knife to my muse’s throat .

🖐️ // put a hand around my muse’s throat .

👕 // slide a weapon up under my muse’s shirt ( can specify ) .

👔 // grab my muse by the collar & pull them closer .

🔒 // lock my muse in a room alone with your muse .

🗩 // verbally threaten my muse ( please specify ) .

PINNING

🔙 // push my muse against a wall .

📌 // pin my muse’s wrists above their head .

🔵 // grab my muse hard enough to leave a bruise .

🔑 // handcuff my muse .

➰ // tie my muse to a chair .

⭕ // restrain my muse with an item of clothing ( please specify ) .

🚨 // push my muse to the ground & straddle them .

📢 // tell my muse ‘ stop squirming ! ’ .

🔗 // otherwise restrain my muse ( please specify ) .

LIGHTER

👀 // grab my muse’s jaw & direct their gaze towards yours .

⚡ // tug my muse’s hair .

⚠️ // bite my muse ( can specify where ) .

😏 // give my muse a hickey .

✂️ // run fingernails over my muse’s skin & scratch them .

💦 // cover my muse’s mouth .

DARKER

💋 // give my muse a kiss that draws blood .

🗡️ // cut my muse with a knife ( can specify where ) .

💀 // kidnap my muse .

😶 // put a hand over my muse’s nose & mouth .

💥 // tighten something around my muse’s throat that restricts their blood - flow / oxygen supply ( please specify ) .

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Doctor Who stickers!!

Havoc

@stagtic

The Hotel had been on her radar for weeks now, a perfect little place to hole up in with plenty of privacy. She'd visited once or twice when things were still getting started but this was the first time she'd decided to actively step inside the establishment.

Winifred held herself with pride, head held high and wings carefully pressed against her back. A cat sized animal carrier was held in one set of talons while the other hesitantly raised to knock on the front doors with a sharp rap before carefully wrapping around the bottom edge of the carrier which hissed softly and chittered at the motion in front of the wire mesh door.

She wasn't exactly a well known demon given her tendencies to keep to herself yet she'd made some sort of name for herself in certain circles of Hell as one of the few who still ran a relatively reputable business. An apothecary that was whispered of in the shadows as a place where one could get some hard hitting drugs. There were even rumors of Holy Water in her arsenal but that was just a rumor after all, right? No owlish monstrosity would dare to handle such a vile substance.

That being said, why was - she of all demons - here at the Hazbin Hotel? Surely not for redemption. Her motivations were a mystery but she held a pleasant smile in her eyes for whomever decided to open the door, already extending her hand in greeting when she heard the handle click.

"Hallo, I have come with a gift for the new business."

#*radio statis* - Alastor #Hazbin Hotel Verse #i hope this is alright!