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[10dreamt]

10DREAMT —— a blog full of really minor characters apparently.

(     muses previously found on @hesnipe , @tojudge , @unjest , @hcmicided , @asiide , and @girlwinded     )

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"Are you going to be free for the next hour or two? They are giving free carriage rides in New York and I was hoping we could possibly enjoy one together." Lovecraft said, biting at a nail nervously. Though he knew he had nothing to be nervous about when it came to the Adventurer-- no to his Cowboy he couldn't help the nervousness that always seemed to pop up when he was the one initiating anything romantic.

` lovecraft. darlin’. light ‘a my life. i got a time machine. i’ll always be free for the next hour or two. `  it’s nothing grand, nothing like the adventures he always goes on, and yet he can’t help the excitement that bubbles from deep within him at the thought of spending more time with lovecraft. he can’t help that he loves the guy so much. 

he reaches down to grab lovecraft’s hand, flashing a smile.  ` what’re we waitin’ for ? `

@deviantsbliss

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deviantsbliss

“hmmm… Cowboy?”

ohh, that wouldn’t be a bad idea ! but nah, somethin’ worse than that.

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deviantsbliss

“A vampire?”

nope !!

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deviantsbliss replied to your post: YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHAT MY HALLOWEEN COSTUME IS

Lovecraft vc: .. I’m bad at guessing games

c’mon buddy i believe in you just one guess.

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YOU’LL NEVER GUESS WHAT MY HALLOWEEN COSTUME IS

[fuckery-inc]

I need to be fuckin kissed. Just grab me by my collar and pull me close to you, or with both hands pull my face so my lips are against yours, or back me into a wall and hold my waist, or push me down on a sofa or bed and get on top of me and kiss the fuck outta me. I just need to be fuckin kissed man.  

[deviantsbliss]

the timelord leans up to kiss the immortal with about as much passion as he has in them; his eagerness is obvious even after he's pulled away, eyes shining with delight. "lovecraft!! i missed you!! i dunno how long it's been for you, but i swear it's at least been a coupl'a months for me. god, i missed seein' your face so much."

Oh.. he had not been expecting the suddenness of the kiss– not that it was any less of a pleasure to get such a kiss. Really when one could easily tell the passion behind it. How he’d miss kisses like this. How he missed the Timelord himself. Someone that had managed to burrow his way deep into Lovecraft’s heart.

“It’s been approximately three weeks, two days, five hours, and twenty minutes since I last saw you.” Lovecraft said, a blush painting his cheeks. “I have missed you too. If you could not tell.”

“Have you been well? You haven’t go into any major trouble have you?” He was always one to worry about Twain.

@hesnipe

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the soft rumble of the TARDIS humbled scott into a stupor, back pressed against the wall and eyes half-closed from mere exhaustion. he felt something soft stir within his arms, and a movement of red hair pressed against his chest caught his eye at the last moment. gently brushing at the strands, scott pressed a sleepy kiss against twain's forehead and sat back, waiting for the other man to finally hurtle himself back to sleep once more... // TARDIS AU. not as soft as before bUT

it’s not often that he gets sleep —— timelords don’t need to rest and recharge nearly as often as humans, by any means, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t like to when he gets the chance. it’s better, infinitely so, when he’s in the arms of someone he loves.  ( and yes, he thinks, half asleep and comfortable and warm, he does love scott. even though he’d tried so hard for so long to pretend otherwise, there’s nothing he wants to do more than drown the man in his affections. )

he’s tired, now, so he doesn’t react like he fantasizes he will when scott’s lips press lightly just below his hairline. he’s not even really awake enough to register it right away, but when he does it sets a soft smile onto his features.

when he falls asleep, he’s still comfortably warm, at ease in the arms of the ever so suave captain.

@hushabydog

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Don't ask what Louisa is up to. She's not telling. Humming to herself, she removes her shawl and drapes it over Twain's shoulders. And then her glasses are taken off and likewise carefully placed on Twain. Lastly, her headband, ribbons and all, finds a new home nestled within Twain's bright locks. Once finished, she steps back to admire her handiwork, covering a giggle behind her hand.

while he might have been off in his own little world at first, he’s certainly not now —— he hasn’t been since she draped her shawl over him, though he also hasn’t protested. it’s nicer to let her have her fun, after all, since it’s not very often that he sees her so openly happy. not that he can see very much with her glasses on, though.

` how do i look ? `  he grins, bright and genuine. he doesn’t mind that it’s all too small to fit properly, or that her shawl is sort of falling off of him —— he reaches up to hold it in place, just in case.  ` great as ever, yeah ? i’d trade ‘ya somethin’, but i ain’t wearin’ much. `

he’s starting to get a little dizzy from the way he sees through her glasses, so he carefully takes them off. the sniper offers his favorite person a quick peck on the cheek before sliding her glasses back onto her.  ` that’s better. i couldn’t see shit. `

@strcysouls

[guildielove]

                          ALL STORIES ARE ABOUT WOLVES…

      …escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves…

           BEST OF ALL, TURNING INTO THE HEAD WOLF.

                       multimuse bsd blog, feat. francis scott key fitzgerald                                                  penned by meechi

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Animal Familiar

Domestic Cat

Being a very curious and clever familiar, the Cat is well-known for its personality and tendency to get into trouble. However, it rarely has any bad intentions, being an adventurous and ever-curious animal. Along with its spirit of adventure, the Cat also represents knowing one's limits and being sure of themselves, and never question who they truly are. Similar also to the cat, though you are friendly to others, you would much prefer to be independent and in a quiet place instead of in a group. The Cat familiar has a tendency to pull their master into adventures or exploring. They are also somewhat tied to magic. ------------ This familiar represents -Curiosity -Adventurous spirit -Unique personality -Independence -Playfulness -Knowing who you are -Magic

Tagged: Stole it from myself Tagging: y’all

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hatsuuharu

                 ❝  When you’re done you know what you gotta do ?  —- Just keep swimming. ❞   Haru added in, while standing behind the other for a few MOMENTS by now. Hands placed within his hoodie pocket but he smiled non the less — the other’s singing was cute & while he had thought no one was listening, Haru was always the one listening —–

` HOLY SHIT when’d you get here ?? what the fuck ?? `  he jumps at least half a foot in the air at the unexpected continuation of the song, both embarrassed that he’d been caught singing it to himself and shocked that he hadn’t noticed the guy earlier.  ` scratch that, how much 'a me singin’ to myself didja hear ? `

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strcysouls

      【 ✒ GUILD TACTICIAN 】

    Although not an outwardly enthusiastic person herself, the Timelord’s energy was infectious, inflicting Louisa with excitement was well. She followed him with a smile that was no longer tentative, eyes bright and step lively. He had gone to such lengths to give her a fun evening, she wasn’t about to spoil it with perpetual fussing.

    When his arm was offered, a hand was readily rested upon it. She even went as far as to give a playful little curtsy to punctuate the effect. “Yes, let’s! I ball on an alien world sounds like something out of a dream!”

he snaps once and the doors of the TARDIS swing open ; there’s nothing fancy to see yet, of course, just the interior of a deserted ballroom, a smaller one that wouldn’t be used for the party. he leads her out, though, into the building’s main hallway and to the more populated grand staircase that led to the party.

and grand it is, befitting of the name ; the room itself is also more than grandiose, larger than life. there are people everywhere, mingling, dancing, but even they’re somewhat overshadowed by the entrancing and intricate decor that covers the walls, the furniture, everything. a palace befitting a queen ------ as one might say ------ and if so, then he notes with slight amusement that maybe louisa can be his queen for the night.

` breathtakin', ain’t it ? i was here when this first open ; they call it the alluring palace, because nobody ever leaves disappointed from an event here. i’ve been to a few, myself. `

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strcysouls

      【 ✒ GUILD TACTICIAN 】

    “P-Piradians?” She didn’t know that species. Not that Louisa should be surprised. Her knowledge of the universe was microscopic compared to The Adventurer’s, she had only met a tiny fraction of the myriad species existing across space and time.

    Something about the way he described them though, so enthusiastic, had her fretting. Usually when he was this thrilled to encounter a location or race, it was because they were especiallydangerous.

    “Are they… a very logical species?” The finest soldiers from an industrial planet gave Louisa the distinct impression they were operated by analytical reason. Which meant—– “They have to be here for something, don’t they? Unless they take vacations?”

` no, they’re here for somethin’.. `  but the problem is he doesn’t know what, because he can’t think. his hearts are beating fast and his mind is racing but he just can’t slow down and think, not even for a moment. piradians ------ why piradians, why here ? if a military race was needed on this planet when it wasn’t wartime, why not call someone else ?

unless..

` guard.. they needed a guard !! people ‘a this planet are open people, great race, but the problems arise when other people start comin’ to trade and buy things from ‘em. other people come here an’ they steal, so they needed a guard to keep outsiders away. oh, it’s perfect !! the only problem is.. piradians. how’d they get piradians to agree to that ? they’re s'posed to fight in wars, not guard markets. `

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` i’m like a shark. if i stop moving i’ll die. this is the end for me. hey, anyone wanna go do somethin’ fun ?? i wanna skydive. never done that before. hey, is there anywhere that offers skydiving nearby ------ ? `

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he’s been bouncing his leg for about 30 minutes straight. there’s no sign of stopping. bounce bounce bounce bounce bounce ------