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psa;; you are always allowed to ask me to tag something that is a trigger for you. i will gladly make a mental note to do my very best to tag everything i can. if you follow me, and even if you don’t, i want my blog to be a safe place for you. your wellbeing is important to me. so please don’t ever feel bad about asking me to tag something, because no matter how big or small, i will do it. ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿
person: you're blocking the view
me: i am the view
Reblog if you DARE someone to write a fic about you and the character of their choosing and send it in an ask/submit.
((Bonus points if smut))
Oh my god, guys, please. No one ever does awesome stuff like this for me, but I am BEGGING YOU I NEED ENTERTAINMENT. FOR PROCRASTINATION PURPOSES.
Whoever does this will get 7 billion Sagan-karma points from me.
Apollo smiled, “Nope. You’re not missing a thing.” He giggled a bit and leaned against the rail next to him. “It’s.. Um, well.. It’s hard to explain.” He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. “It’s a machine, a traveling machine. It goes through um, space.. Space and time.” He said carefully.
"Oh… Okay! That’s cool." Pat grinned and shrugged, figuring that he probably couldn’t understand how it worked if he wanted. "So where’s the fireplace? I want to get my chance at cuddling you."
Apollo smiled and took his hand, "This way." He grinned, pulling him out I the console room and up to the stairs. When they got to the right hall way he smiled, pulling him into a large room, a beautiful fireplace against a wall, with a pallet laid out on the floor. "I was roasting marshmallows before you came." He blushed gently, picking up his mess of marshmallows and chocolate, setting it on the edge of the pallet.
Apollo giggled and opened the door, stepping inside. “Alright.. Introductions, bathroom is up on the left, past the pool.. Library is two doors down, and the wardrobe is down that hall way incase you need something.” He smiled and looked around. “The kitchen was right...
Apollo smiled, "Nope. You're not missing a thing." He giggled a bit and leaned against the rail next to him. "It's.. Um, well.. It's hard to explain." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "It's a machine, a traveling machine. It goes through um, space.. Space and time." He said carefully.
Apollo smiled and got up, walking to the door and barley slipping out. “Alright. Just before you come in here you should know.. It’s, um.. It’s different on the inside.” He smiled gently, looking up at the other. “H-hey by the way.” Apollo gave him a cheeky grin, motioning for him to go in.
Patrick looked down at the younger male and waved easily. He still was grinning and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Hey. And okay. Sure… I can’t wait to see the inside of your home and stuff.”
Apollo giggled and opened the door, stepping inside. "Alright.. Introductions, bathroom is up on the left, past the pool.. Library is two doors down, and the wardrobe is down that hall way incase you need something." He smiled and looked around. "The kitchen was right through there, but she moved it so it could be anywhere. Don't worry though, it'll turn up." He said, really hoping the stranger wouldn't run away.
Apollo was laying in an upper room of the TARDIS, waiting for this stranger to come over and cuddle of all things. He was a little worried, but nothing too serious. He was mostly worried of Patricks reaction to the TARDIS. A small sigh left his lips as he went downstairs,...
Apollo smiled and got up, walking to the door and barley slipping out. "Alright. Just before you come in here you should know.. It's, um.. It's different on the inside." He smiled gently, looking up at the other. "H-hey by the way." Apollo gave him a cheeky grin, motioning for him to go in.
Stranger Danger? || fouracesasylum
Apollo was laying in an upper room of the TARDIS, waiting for this stranger to come over and cuddle of all things. He was a little worried, but nothing too serious. He was mostly worried of Patricks reaction to the TARDIS. A small sigh left his lips as he went downstairs, expecting the boy to be there soon. He say down on the console chair and watched the screen viewing the outside streets.
basically
Wrong Number || Open
Apollo: Yeah:) You better be a good cuddler!
Patrick: I'm the best! Trust me.
Apollo: I believe it! :)
Wrong Number || Open
Apollo: I know it sounds crazy, but trust me. Nice to meet you, Patrick. Well.. Kinda..
Patrick: Well it'll be nice.. once we do meet.
Apollo: Yeah:) You better be a good cuddler!
Wrong Number || Open
Apollo: Oh, shit.. Wrong number.. Heh. Yeah. Names Apollo. Just come to the corner of River road and Hooper lane. There's a big blue box.. Just knock and I'll let you in. :3
Patrick: A blue box? Um... Okay dude. I'll guess I'll be there pretty soon. I'm Patrick by the way.
Apollo: I know it sounds crazy, but trust me. Nice to meet you, Patrick. Well.. Kinda..
Wrong Number || Open
Apollo: Yeah, it does. Hurry!:)
Patrick: Do I get a name or location or something? I mean cuddling with a stranger is new to me.
Apollo: Oh, shit.. Wrong number.. Heh. Yeah. Names Apollo. Just come to the corner of River road and Hooper lane. There's a big blue box.. Just knock and I'll let you in. :3
Wrong Number || Open
Patrick: Cuddling sounds very nice right now...
Patrick: I'll try to be there as soon as possible.
Apollo: Yeah, it does. Hurry!:)
imagine your otp cuddling after a long, hard day of laying waste to their enemies (◡‿◡✿)
I don’t care how many times I’ve reblogged this
Wrong Number || Open
Apollo: It's so cold!
Apollo: Come cuddle with me by the fire?
