it's called marriage

independent amelia pond. multiship | semi-selective est. in november 2014 | art credit

[angstmemes]

worried starters

trigger warnings apply! ( mental illness, drugs and alcohol use, self-destructive behaviours, and vomiting )

“You haven’t slept for days, have you?” “Are you eating properly? You don’t look it.” “Why do you keep stumbling over your words? Just how tired are you?” “You need to think about yourself every once in a while.” “I know your work is important, but you’re going to end up in hospital if you go on like this!” “You haven’t even touched your food. What’s going on?” “You look so… empty. I’m worried for you, please talk to me.” “Are you alright in there? You’re so quiet.” “How did you get these bruises? Please don’t lie to me.” “There’s something bothering you that you’re not telling me and I can see it slowly destroying you. What happened?” “You’re sleep deprived and you haven’t been eating. Why do you think you’re feeling dizzy?” “I can give you some pills to help you sleep. They aren’t healthy, but this is even less healthy.” “If you didn’t just blink I would’ve sworn you were dead, that’s how sickly you’re looking. Go to bed, please!” “Have you drank all of these bottles in one weekend?!” “I know you don’t want this, but it’s for your own good. Sign the papers so they can pick you up tomorrow and you can get clean.” “What the hell are you doing?! Did you do that to yourself?!” “When was the last time you left the house? Or opened the curtains for that matter.” “Here, just keep breathing. It’ll be okay. Better out than in…” “This can’t go on like this! You’re not eating, you’re not sleeping, you barely talk!” “I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” “I thought you’d quit! How long have you been lying to me?” “I’m only trying to help and right now I think I have a much better idea of what you need than you do.” “Did you take anything? Why are you passing out? Hey! Stay with me!”

[faerieroleplaymemes]

Post-trauma sentence meme (angst)

[missuswilliams-blog]

Send one to my muse for their reaction

“Oh my God. Can you hear me?”

“Breathe. Come on… breathe, please…”

“What did they do to you?”

“D-Did you see what they did to me?”

“It didn’t hurt this much at first…”

“How long has that been bleeding?”

“It’s okay. You’re going to be okay.”

“I thought they were going to kill me…”

“I thought I’d never get out of there.”

“Oh, thank God you’re okay!”

“Can you tell me what happened?”

“Shh… Shh, I’m here… It’s okay, it’s over…”

[justrpmemesandmusings]

Vampire AU Starter Sentences

“Can I touch them?”

“Is that a coffin?”

“It’s your coffin now.”

“I think my fangs are stuck.”

“How do I control my fangs?”

“You’ll become accustomed to things quickly.”

“Am I just your child? Or am I something more?”

“So do you have a castle?”

“I have to sleep in dirt?”

“No that’s just superstition.”

“Can I meet Dracula?”

“I like the whole vampire aesthetic you have going. That Bela Lugosi picture just ties the whole room together.”

“I like that rug. That’s a nice rug. How old is it?”

“How old are you?”

“Do I lose my fangs like sharks?”

“Can I turn into a bat?”

“Please don’t ever leave me.”

“You are blood of my blood and all of that silly Bram Stoker mess.”

“Y-you’re a vampire.”

“Did the fangs give it away?”

“Are you hungry?”

“I’m hungry for something, but not food.”

“I heard that vampires can have sex for days without stopping.”

“Can I touch a Cross without it burning?”

“You killed me!!”

“I turned you! I gave you a new life!”

“Why is it that I want you all the time?”

“Bite me. Please.”

“You are my maker, I do as you say, don’t I?”

“As your maker, don’t ever do that again. Ever.”

[missuswilliams-blog]

Baby Starters

"She/he spit up on my best shirt!"

"It's your turn. I rocked him/her earlier."

"We need to baby proof the house."

"Did you hear that? That was a cough"

"Do we need to go to the hospital?"

"Sweetheart, it's just a little cold. Nothing to worry about."

"Momma's little baby, yes you are."

"Daddy's little baby, yes you are."

"Don't baby talk her/him. It's bad for development."

"Did you read Dr. Spock?"

"I'm a horrible mother."

"I'm a horrible father."

"She/he won't stop crying!"

"I need to feed the baby."

"Are you going to breast feed?"

"How old is she/he?"

"I could just eat those little feet."

"Can you say Mommy?"

"Can you say Daddy?"

"We're finally a family."

"We're going to be parents again."

"We're going to be parents."

"We need more batteries for the baby monitor."

"Can you pick up some butt cream?"

"We need more diapers."

"How is it that we run out of wipes before diapers?!"

"Use the no tear shampoo."

"Watch the soft spot."

"Babies smell so sweet."

"I want another one."

"I think we make good parents."

"How is it that you can make the baby hush and I can't?"

"Should we baptize her/him?"

"You're going to spoil the kid."

"My child deserves the best in the world and I'm going to give it to them."

"Does the babysitter know what she's doing?"

"I have to take the baby to get shots tomorrow."

"The cord finally broke off. Our baby is the proud owner of an innie belly button."

"Was that a word?"

"Finally she/he rolls over."

"God damned terrible twos."

"Remember when we couldn't wait for her/him to talk?"

"She/he's getting a tooth."

"Make sure you warm the bottle up before you give it to the baby."

"My parents want to take the baby for the weekend so we can have time together."

"I am one of those parents that take pictures of everything my child does."

"Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Does it have all ten fingers and toes?"

"Welcome to the world, little one."

[spoilersandguns-archive]

River smiled softly at her mother. “It wasn’t a full night of sleep compared to your standards, but it was enough for me. Besides, it was worth not sleeping as much for.” Of course, she would know for sure once her mother actually looked at what River brought her. Until then, River would be unsure as to if it wasn’t enough.

“Oh, you know, explosives, poisons, all the types of things I always bring when I visit,” she teasingly answered, shaking her head lightly. Well, when she did bring those with her on one occasion, perhaps it wasn’t completely out of question.

Her smile widened as Amy seemed absolutely lost for words – a clear sign on success if River had ever heard one.

“Food. And a good amount of it. It shouldn’t go bad and hopefully last you at least a few months or more when things become just a bit easier to get. I think I’ll be able to visit again in that time to bring you more without endangering space and time, though I might go a bit further away. It’s as much as I could carry, I’m afraid.”

She grinned. “I did and I will do it again. Though you know that this means you’ll have to be careful about how you get rid of it. Maybe wrap it in his diapers or something. We don’t need it getting released too early.”

[missuswilliams-blog]

Amy pulled away from the hug that she had pulled her daughter into and beamed. “You’re amazing,” she breathed, “absolutely amazing. This is perfect.”

Anthony gurgled and Amy’s attention went back to feeding her baby boy in his high chair. She fed him another spoonful as River continued to talk -- in her excitement, she only really listened to a few words about how Amy (obviously) had to keep all this hidden -- before she caught sight of a large stack of disposable diapers on the other end of the counter. Amy dropped the spoon in the jar of baby food and, with an uncharacteristic squeal of delight, ran over to examine them.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you!” she repeated, quickly unwrapping one of the packages and holding up one of the diapers. “These are a lifesaver. Truly, River, you’ve no clue...well, I reckon you do now after having to wash Anthony’s cloth nappies -- diapers! I mean diapers! I’ve got to stop sayin’ that, I get enough weird looks with my accent as it is.”

Amy put the diaper back down and hurried over to continue feeding the baby spoonfuls of pear mush. “Like I was saying, I’m going to tell your dad about all this in the very first letter I send to him. Oh, he’ll be so pleased, he won’t have to worry as much about us. Or about you.” Amy gave River a sad smile while Anthony licked his lips. “He’ll be so happy you came by,” she continued quietly. “I...I only wish he could see you, too. Maybe...maybe you can write him a letter, too? It’ll be about four days ‘til he reaches his base and I can send him things, but if you write something up I can send it along. I think he’d love that.”

[fanbynature]

[hotarunohono-archived-deactivat]

The worst thing is that                                       they aren’t even nightmares                                                                                           they’re memories.

[wednesdayswithclara-archive]

“Is that blood!? Oh god.”

angsty rp starters

“I.. yeah.” She said still a little dazed from all that had happened. Even when she was just spending the night on earth it didn’t seem she was safe. Her association with The Doctor made her a target to some. “I was sort of hoping to have Rory take a look at it instead of going to the hospital thought they’d ask too many questions..Don’t suppose he’s home right now, is he?”

[missuswilliams-blog]

Amy blinked. “Uh, he -- he just left. Here, come in,” Amy hastily shooed Clara into the house, closed the door, and then looked at her worriedly. “What happened? And why can’t you go to the hospital?” she asked as she walked into the kitchen, wet a rag and then went back to Clara, patting some of the blood gently with the rag.

[stupidfacedpond]

Rory strode through the empty school yard, barely paying attention to the slides and the painted lines on the floor. He nervously checked the time on his watch. He was late…

He’d been with a trauma patient when the call had come in, and with Gwen on maternity leave and Abbi being sick, there had been no one to take over for him. Which was why he was only now reaching the door of Melody’s classroom. 

Taking a deep, calming breath - surely if something serious had happened to his daughter the school would have called more than once - he gave the door a soft knock.

[missuswilliams-blog]

Amy stood up from her desk when she heard a knock at her classroom door and quickly moved to open it. Mr. Williams was only ten minutes late and Amy didn’t really mind -- typically when parents were late for meetings, they were coming from work.

She opened the door with a smile. Amy was immediately met with a pair of kind blue eyes underneath a head of sandy blonde hair. Amy felt something stir in the pit of her stomach as she looked into his eyes, but didn’t think anything of it. “You must be Mr. Williams. Thank you for coming.” Her eyes went down to his light blue scrubs. “I take it you just came from work? Should I be calling you Dr. Williams?”

Amy put out her hand for him to shake. “I’m Miss Pond, nice to meet you..” She stepped aside and gestured for him to enter the classroom before pulling up a chair across from her desk. She sat back down at her desk and waited for the man to sit in the chair she pulled out.

[lovesjello]

“Your hairs are very red.”

[missuswilliams-blog]

“Oh, uh...thank you?”

“Your hair is, uh, very nice, too.”

[onecosima]

“Wait, you actually mean travel through time and space?”

[missuswilliams-blog]

“I, uh...might’ve said too much.”

[missuswilliams-blog]

Hello! Is it too late to send in a * for a fairytale drawing?

want one?

it’s not too late!! haha i made their outfits from the power of three :)

[missuswilliams-blog]

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want one? :P

[thegirlfallsfromthesky]

Send me * for a fairytale AU picture of our muses.

[missuswilliams-blog]

Made with this website.

[missuswilliams-blog]

Friendly reminder not to exclude roleplayers based on their choice of theme, ability to make graphics, ability to reply quickly, or choice of face claim. By choosing not to write with these people because their themes aren’t pretty, or their face claim is overused, you could be missing out on an incredible writer that may challenge you and encourage you to grow as a writer. Not only that but you could be missing out on gaining a wonderful friend. 

Ability to code/make graphics/pick themes does not reflect ability to write. 

What you should consider in a writing partner is how you connect with them, whether your writing styles go together or clash, whether or not you’re both comfortable with the same verses, whether they respect your triggers or not, whether you get along or not, etc. Talk to people, discuss interests, discuss plots, have fun! Making a beautiful graphic can be fun but not everyone is able to do that, isn’t it just as enjoyable to receive an epic mood board and a list of head canons from someone who is as passionate about writing as you are? 

[frommemetoyou]

REACTION MEME: Bruised and Broken Version

[missuswilliams-blog]

“Woah, when did you get that?”

“Who did this to you?”

“How many times have I told you to be more careful?”

“You’re saying this was an accident?”

“What a shiner!”

“If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy.”

“I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!”

“Does it hurt when I touch it?”

“Let me kiss it better.”

“If you don’t rest, you won’t heal.”

“Another fight?”

“What happened to your face?”

“I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…”

“Let’s get you to bed.”

“Let’s get you to the hospital.”

“Why are you so calm about this?”

“You’re bleeding!”

“What are friends for, ey?”

“So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?”

“You need to look where you’re going.”

“I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious.”

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”

“Don’t move! You’ll faint!”

“I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec.”

“You’re the clumsiest person I know.”

“I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this.”

“How could you be so careless?”

“I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!”

“H-how many of them were there?”

[missuswilliams-blog]

amy and rory for the ship thingy? :)

Gives nose/forehead kisses

Amy gives nose kisses and Rory gives forehead kisses.

Gets jealous the most

Rory, but only really in the beginning of their marriage because of his own insecurity.

Picks the other up from the bar when they’re too drunk to drive

Rory, and Amy always feels horribly about it the next morning but he makes her breakfast and they talk about it later.

Takes care of on sick days

Both of them: Rory’s considerably better at helping Amy get well through a more practical approach (as he is a nurse), and Amy insists on doting on him and making him eat soup.

Drags the other person out into the water on beach day

Amy. Every single time. She splashes him annoyingly until he goes into the water all the way, too.

Gives unprompted massages

Amy, mostly when Rory’s had a rough day at work or is feeling particularly stressed. He vents and she rubs his back soothingly.

Drives/rides shotgun

Rory drives, Amy rides shotgun. Amy’s a terrible driver.

Brings the other lunch at work

Rory typically packs his own lunch to work, but every Wednesday Amy shows up at the hospital at his lunchtime with food for the both of them and they eat there together.

Has the better parental relationship

Rory. Even though Brian is hard on him, he is always there for Rory (and Amy, too). Amy loves her parents dearly, but having two different time streams in her head -- one with her parents, one without -- can be detaching on occasion.

Tries to start role-playing in bed

Amy. Always Amy. Rory blushes but cannot resist.

Embarrassingly drunk dancer

Neither, but Amy is an embarrassingly drunk singer. If they’re at a karaoke bar, Rory has to drag her away from the microphone at the end of the night.

Still cries watching Titanic

Rory. Amy teases him mercilessly.

Firmly believes in couples costumes

Every single year at Halloween, whether they go to a party at a friend’s house or stay home and greet trick-or-treaters, Amy gets costumes for herself and Rory. Later at night, of course, role-playing ensues.

Breaks the expensive gift rule during Christmas

Both of them. Every year.

Makes the other eat breakfast

Rory does this for Amy quite often, though Amy gets up early and tries her best to make at least a half-decent breakfast for Rory on Father’s Day every year. She brings him a tray in bed with a sad smile and, when they’re lucky, a note from River.

Remembers anniversaries

Rory. He’s very good with dates.

Brings up having kids

Rory. He’s nervous about it because he doesn’t want her to think that he’s pressuring her at all. There was also the fact that their hearts would always ache for Melody and that Amy had had such a traumatizing labour at Demon’s Run (some of the things they did to her there, even after she gave birth, she still wouldn’t tell Rory about). The last thing Rory wanted to do was make her feel obligated to try for another baby or feel like she owed him something.