Travellin' the Stars

I carry them with me, what they would have thought and said and done, made them a part of who I am. So even though they're gone from the world, they're never gone from me. So gang! Where are we goin' next? [ indie rp blog for The Doctor. Semi-active ]

[reassembledfuture]

I’ve never done this before. But, I’m going to make a try at commissions.

Story: I’m on the verge of finishing university & the zero hour job I have does not cover my rent, and I’m unable to pick up more hours. I’ve been searching for a job for a while and I just can’t get one, despite having my practically expert-CV boyfriend person looking over it. So, I figured, yo. I’m going to try my hand at commissions. Now, I’m not a very artistic person, but I have done some media production (at uni), which includes digital media and stuff. I have also made icons before in the past, for my own use & put them up on tumblr & hollow art. Now?

I want to make icons for y’all. I’m not great, but here’s some examples (in a smaller size than they’d actually be). All of them are from DW b/c I have access to BBC IPlayer yo

Non edited icons will be something similar to this:

here // here

Under cut for prices etc:

PLS RELBOG IF POSSIBLE.

Keep reading

[reassembledfuture]

I’ve never done this before. But, I’m going to make a try at commissions.

Story: I’m on the verge of finishing university & the zero hour job I have does not cover my rent, and I’m unable to pick up more hours. I’ve been searching for a job for a while and I just can’t get one, despite having my practically expert-CV boyfriend person looking over it. So, I figured, yo. I’m going to try my hand at commissions. Now, I’m not a very artistic person, but I have done some media production (at uni), which includes digital media and stuff. I have also made icons before in the past, for my own use & put them up on tumblr & hollow art. Now?

I want to make icons for y’all. I’m not great, but here’s some examples (in a smaller size than they’d actually be). All of them are from DW b/c I have access to BBC IPlayer yo

Non edited icons will be something similar to this:

here // here

Under cut for prices etc:

PLS RELBOG IF POSSIBLE.

Keep reading

[reassembledfuture]

                                         indie rp blog for NEBULA from the MCU.

                                                         Currently dash-only                                              Endgame spoilers will be tagged.

[winterprodigy2-deactivated20160]

okay lets play a game: instead of y’all asking me headcanon questions, send me your headcanons for my muse. ( bonus: if i really like it i may make it an official headcanon )

[icarrythemwithme]

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“Miss? Did you just call me miss? Sorry- half hour ago I was a grey haired Scotsman. Little bit disorientated, not gonna lie--- hold on, wait wait wait wait-- there was something important. Something very, very important and interesting I needed to focus on--- oh yeah!” She spun around and turned back to the ghost-like figure. “Hello! You seem a bit dark and menacing, don’t you? Let’s start with this. Who are you and what are you doing here?” After a moment of no answer, she rolled her eyes and looked back at Morgan. “I hate it when they just float there, not doin’ anythin’, don’t you? Just a bit borin’, really-” She looked back at the ghost. “Right, I’m going to call you Ghosty, ‘cause why not! Might as well give you a little nickname since you’re not speaking to me.” She took a step forward, and the shadow seemed to float forward a little, as if challenging her. She rose an eyebrow, looking Ghosty up and down, before patting her coat pockets. No sonic. She gave a little irritated motion and an ugh!!, then shook it off and looked back up to it. “You! You have ten seconds to tell me what’s really going on here. Out with it. That guy’s not dead, but you must have done something to him. What? Drain his energy? Invasive telepathic intrusion? Maybe just a little pass-out medicine? What do you want?”

There was a few moments. The ghost-like being seemed to drift to the side, in view of Morgan, before seemingly dissipating into thin air. The Doctor frowned deeply. After waiting a moment to ensure that it was completely gone, she moved forward and got down next to the guard-like guy, checking him over to make sure that he was okay.

“...He’ll be fine. Looks like it was just a knock to the head. Should wake up soon- better check for a concussion when that happens.” She concluded. Her gaze went back up to the girl afterwards, a small frown appearing on her face. “What’s your name? Who are you?”

[icarrythemwithme]

Like this for a starter!

//eyes marvel followers. I’m such a slut for you guys right now. pls.

[icarrythemwithme]

@ohdoctcr replied to your post: / it’s my 23rd birthday! Oh god i’m old

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you! Also hello! Also >>> hello if you’d like to write with me i’d love that.

[icarrythemwithme]

/ it’s my 23rd birthday! Oh god i’m old

[elimemes]

SOFT ANGST STARTERS.

‘stay for me.’

‘what’s this between us?’

‘i don’t want your apology.’

‘you know i have feelings for you.’

‘yeah, i remember the drill.’

‘you’ve never hurt me. ever.’

‘then leave her/him/them. at home.’

‘i don’t believe it.’

‘this is breaking my heart.’

‘you met me at a very strange time in my life.’

‘what keeps you up at night?’

‘i wish you were here.’

‘i let you down.’

‘something strange happened here.’

‘you’re not safe here.’

‘i wasn’t ready to say goodbye.’

‘we are not the same, and never will be.’

‘don’t touch me.’

‘is it my fault?’

‘i’m not like them.’

‘i forgot my name again.’

‘i don’t know who i am.’

‘your fear of looking stupid is holding you back.’

‘are you still alive?’

‘i don’t like being told what to do.’

‘am i making you uncomfortable?’

‘nobody cares if you don’t go to the party.’

‘it was supposed to be fun, and you ruined it.’

‘where the hell are my friends?’

‘stop pretending life doesn’t terrify you.’

[sweatyfbiprofiler]

[stcrrka]

“I don’t remember us getting one of those.” Tony looked the blue telephone box up and down with a confused expression on his features. “No, we definitely didn’t get one.” Asides from the fact that they’d didn’t have anything that even remotely looked like that, it was just sat out there on the lawn. “What is that?”

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[icarrythemwithme]

There was something. Something the TARDIS didn’t like, but the good old girl wouldn’t communicate it with her. Instead, she flew The Doctor somewhere unknown. Unknown, and far, far away. Sparks and smoke filled the TARDIS, continuing to cause havoc for a good amount of time before it finally stopped, whining as the journey came to a halt. The Doctor was pretty sure she had several concussions by the end of it, honestly, but regardless, she pulled herself up, one hand gripping the console as the other was pressed against her head. Messy hair. Somehow - she had dirt on her face.

“Bloody ‘ell. Maybe give me some warnin’ next time, yeah?” She laughed regardless, oof-ing as she stretched. The TARDIS whined again. On the screen, there was information. Location (Earth, normal), universe (different, very different, not normal, not good), and most recent events (colossal wipe out of half the universe? ...Ouch.). She was worrying about how her TARDIS would recover and return to their universe up until she read the final bit of information - which only caused her shock, anger, grief, and just a little bit of excitement. Okay - maybe a bit more than a bit. What could have possibly caused that? She looked up, concern shining in her eyes. She didn’t want to leave the TARDIS in this condition, but...

“I’ll be back for you.” She nodded. With another whine - this time of approval - the Doctor smiled a little, and moved over towards the door. All she needed was a bit of an investigation. She’d be back. She opened the doors, and fell into the side, keeping herself steady as she adjusted to the sudden change in... well, reality. She gave a loud - “WHOO,” after a moment, giving her limbs a little wiggle to loosen herself. She stepped fully out, pulling the door closed behind her - and it was only then that she discovered the eyes of someone watching her.

She stopped in her place, turning to the stranger slowly. It only took a moment of silence before she grinned, moving forward instantly and holding out her hand. “Hello! I’m The Doctor. You must be someone important. Sorry, I’m a bit new here - I’m here t’help. What’s y’name?”

[wearebrighterthanthesun]

| Open rp |

[icarrythemwithme]

wearebrighterthanthesun‌:

Clara crossed her arms and raised her eyebrows at the other woman, a clear expression showing she didn’t believe she was telling her the truth. “I can handle myself as it happens, it’s these people I’m worried about.” Clara wasn’t one to stand by when stuff got dangerous and if she knew she could help she would do so. “Clara Oswald, nice to meet you.”

“Nice t’meet you too, Clara Oswald.” She gave a smile and a nod, “I know. I’m concerned about those people too. Generally, people aren’t brave enough to do anything about mysterious deaths like this, except for the police of course. But something tells me that this is beyond what the police can do. Have you found anything?”

Yeah. She was going to help. No question. She couldn’t stop herself. That was the curse of being her, she guessed ---- but this was going to be dangerous and potentially heart-breaking. She needed to be prepared for that.

[timetravclcr]

icarrythemwithme‌:

She wasn’t entirely sure what she was tracking. With brief glances upwards, it was hard to really tell that what she was following was an actual person. It really was busy, and difficult to navigate. Her device kept on shorting out. She really needed to get it upgraded to include some kind of map system.

Her attention was down at it, trying to get it to work properly, as she rounded a corner, knocking into someone. She jumped back, her hands held out towards him to make sure he didn’t fall, before her eyes widened at his words. Yes! This is what she was tracking! This is… who she had been tracking. She instantly threw a finger at him, excitement and curiosity in her gaze.

“It’s you! Totally you. You’re what? A time traveller. No, time agent– you’re a time agent, aren’t you? Gotta be. What kind of technology have you been using, I mean, I haven’t come across this kind of signature in my life. Don’t get me wrong, new is interesting… new is very, very interesting. But new is also dangerous.” With a quick glance behind her, she stuffed her device into her pocket, turning back to him. “Who are you; what’s your name? And what’s causing the energy signature? Do you have some kind of vortex manipulator that’s gone bust or is it some new kind of tech that I haven’t come across before?”

“A what?” is all he manages, raising his hands to slow the pace at which she was volleying questions. They scatter around him in an almost dizzying pace and boggle his mind briefly. He’s a smart man but you wouldn’t know it just then. ‘Time agent’? Did that mean some people did this sort of thing on purpose? Or that there was a name for what happened to him? 

And then there was the question of who was she. Bubbling over, seemingly, with energy and excitability. Like this was a happenstance as commonplace and yet amusing as finding a tourist in one’s hometown. Doran eyes the gizmo in her hands and finds he cannot make heads or tails of it. It’s nothing he’s seen before. Neither is she. And he’d tend to agree with her: new was interesting.

“No, no. There’s no technology. There’s nothing, just… me.” He blinks at her, baffled. “You were tailing me somehow? Using, what, that little thing?”

[icarrythemwithme]

“You don’t know. How can you not know? That’s not... what?” These questions weren’t for him, but for herself. She frowned, pulling back slightly as she looked around a bit in thought. She gave him a bit of distance as she did - it didn’t feel like he was lying. He seemed too clueless. Before he seemed to know what was going on, but here? She took a deep breath, focusing  “Yes- yes I was tracking you. It picks up on the kind of energy that you... seem to project somehow. This isn’t... anything like I’ve seen before, and that’s sayin’ somethin. How can you be doing this, it doesn’t make any sense.” She frowned to herself, before shaking her head and finally focusing on him as a person. “SORRY - sorry. Ambushing you in the middle of fourteenth century England wasn’t my intention. My name’s The Doctor. Who- are you?”

[icarrythemwithme]

I watched Endgame! And now I really want to write with Marvel RPers! Fuuuu I actually sobbed during that movie. Like this if you want to write with me!

[hollowboobtheory]

i do think that unnecessarily bolding and CAPITALIZING and italicizing words is hilarious BUT furthermore i’ve found that with my ADHD it makes it easier to read large blocks of text for whatever reason. it feels like giving my brain something to hold onto, as opposed to those slippery unenhanced blocks of text that i just get lost in.

[hollowboobtheory]

is this just me? bc it feels like an adhd thing here’s a slippery version for contrast

i do think that unnecessarily bolding and capitalizing and italicizing words is hilarious but furthermore i’ve found that with my adhd it makes it easier to read large blocks of text for whatever reason. it feels like giving my brain something to hold onto, as opposed to those slippery unenhanced blocks of text that i just get lost in.

[hurdying-gurdily]

first one?

beautiful.

second one? 

incomprehensible, uncouth, eloped with my youngest sister Helen in the night,

[fuck-philip-banks]

You seem to find it easier to read BLOCKS OF TEXT which are EMPHASIZED in KEY LOCATIONS. This habit likely stems from an UNKNOWN ELEMENT of your PAST, of which you have VAGUE MEMORIES.

[hollowboobtheory]

hi please do not say that thanks 

[icarrythemwithme]

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“Slowly… carefully… walk towards me.” It was a shock to see Clara Oswald again, but it was even more of a difficult situation when they were in danger. Her identity could wait for now; what was most important right now was making sure they both survived this. “Don’t make any sudden movements. They detect by changes in the air; heat signatures. We should be okay once we get out of this room.”

[xtheimpossiblesoufflex]

Clara frowned at the woman in front of her, she could not understand were did she came from, since just a moment ago she could swear she was alone in the God wrecked place. For a moment Clara thought this would be THE end, that her long way around would not be that long after all. Oddly enough Clara had a feeling she could trust HER, it was like some voice back inside her head said it was all going to be alright. The impossible girl took one step after another, not letting her eyes off the stranger. ❝THEY? Who are they? And how did you get inside here? I saw the door shut down behind me…. ❞ She came to a halt not reaching the Doctor as the doubt washed over her. ❝…how do I know YOU are not one of THEM?❞ Clara being stubborn as ever stayed where she was.

[icarrythemwithme]

“Perception filter, they mess with your mind. I like your scepticism, but I’m not one of them because I don’t look like a giant slug. You want to take a look at one, look behind ya.” The Doctor gave a small nod, glancing over Clara’s shoulder as she did. “There’s a vent; I came through there. Just explorin’, really. Didn’t expect t’find you here. Or that, as a matter of fact. They’re old. Haven’t come across them in years. I’m surprised they ain’t extinct; not a lot of races like them very much. Believe me, now is not the time to find out why.”

It would just be easier to tell her that she’s The Doctor, but something was holding her back from that. Whether it was a way to protect Clara or herself - or even just to avoid the whole saying goodbye thing again... she didn’t know, and she didn’t want to find out. She was focusing now, instead, on getting them both out of here so there would be a Clara to say goodbye to.

“Look, you don’t have much of a choice but to trust me right now. Just come to me, and we can get out the way I came in, yeah? It’s okay. We’re goin’ to get out of this. Trust me.”

[ofheroesandscholars]

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“Prince. Definitely fancy. I’m a lord. Well, lady now, I suppose. But that doesn’t really match up to your status, I’m sure.” She turned slightly, and pointed at the fireplace. “That’s where I came from, duh - but.. bit of a… well. Difficult story to tell. Let’s face it, people aren’t really that open minded, are they?” It seemed like the time frame wherein people were more-so sexist and racist and all that hate was going through them. Didn’t want to provoke any negative reactions. Especially when the last time it happened, they tried her as a witch.

“Now-” She shook her head, and focused on him, which gave a very visible change. She was instantly more controlling and calm. She met his eyes, and gave him a small nod and a smile, trying to show that she wasn’t a threat, that she was at least somewhat trustworthy. “I’m no danger to you, promise. Look, see, no weapons. So I’d really appreciate it if y’lowered y’sword a little. I’ll tell you everything you want to know, but only after I get some answers of my own, yeah? What’s your name, not title. And where am I? We can work out how and why I’m here once we’ve figured out the basics first, yeah? How does that sound?”

Philip let the sword level to the floor. The mention of this mysterious woman being a lady made the prince somewhat lower his guard. Somewhat. “I can see that, your ladyship,” he said to her, unamused. “I think myself a tad more openminded than most.” He was fully prepared from when he was a toddler to marry the princess of some other country but his mother, may she rest in peace, demanded him respect any woman just as much as he would a man. 

He noted the instance her attitude changed. He hesitantly sheathed the sword but still stood at his full height. “My name is Philip,” he told her. “You are at the Castle of Peracense. Now please, tell me how you ended up here.” Philip wasn’t much for fools, but something about the Doctor made him think of her more than a fool. And he was curious. “I’ll try to keep an open mind.”

[icarrythemwithme]

He seemed to give off a different vibe to princes that she had met around this time, which was a good sign.  Castle of Peracense - Peracense was in Spain - she thought. Not bad, it had been a while since she had been to Spain. With a small nod when the other put away his sword, she glanced behind her again, moving towards the fireplace and bending down, peering up it. “Nothin’ there. Huh. Hoped for some visual indicator but seems like I’m just going to have to figure it out some other way...” She lowered her head, then peered back over towards him. “Philip. Phil - can I call you Phil? Look, really all I know is that I was at a party a... long way from here, and then I was fallin’.” Apparently a common occurrence for her. “Strange things happen ‘round me all the time, and if y’let me, I can work out what went on. But I’m goin’ to need access to this fireplace and I’m gonna need some privacy too. And a guarantee - whatever y’witness, must be kept to yourself.”

She arose and moved towards him a little, still careful. She was aware that princes often got wary. “Shower might be nice too.” She gave him a small shrug and a smile. A gentle one. “I know this may seem strange, weird even, and I know you want to do everything in your power to keep yourself and this place secure from any threats. But if I can get through there, there’s no telling what else could make it’s way through. I’m going to need you to trust me. ‘nd I know - I KNOW that’s a stretch considering I just made a huge mess and I’m a stranger but if you don’t let me figure out what’s going on, this might get worse. Speakin of - have you seen or heard of anything else that’s happened lately that’s been strange or out of the ordinary?”