I&#x27;ve liked you for a thousand years

((OOC: This is a starter for subspacetravel))

The Doctor was walking through the mall, just browsing. He was just looking for something to keep busy. This mall was particularly big with lots of stores, so he figured he might find something here. He…

Ramona summed up the man in front of her and ran her hand through her hair. He was youngish, maybe late twenties, but what stood out was his accent and his strange form of dress. She took him for some sort of hipster from England.

“It’s brand new,” she informed him, “I'ved lived in this area for a while and this is the first I’ve seen of it.”

She admired a display of small paint jars. Laughing, she picked up one that was a very similar color to her hair.

“It’s nice to see a small business in the mall among all the corporations,” she mused, not sure if she was actually addressing the man or just herself.

“It is nice to see that,” the Doctor admitted as he looked around, “I’m not in malls very often, I’m always too busy traveling. It’s a nice stop, and this is a fairly nice store in a pleasant mall.”

He picked up computer chip that was sitting on a table and observed it for a second. “This is a part for one of those automated vending machines,” he told her, “I can’t imagine how it could have possibly gotten here.”

“Yeah,” she mused as she trailed behind him, “I don’t really come in here often either. Prefer to stay away from the ‘mall scene’, ya know. But I’m off work today and none of my friends are, so why not? But it’s not bad, as malls go.”

Ramona stared intently at the small electronic part.

“Interesting. How do you know what it is?” she asked. She knew nothing about computers.

“Who knows, people can get their hands on all sorts of things,” she added, “I mean how did my boyfriend get a sword that’s ‘power of self respect’ or something like that…Toronto’s a weird place.”

“I’m a bit of a technology guy,” the Doctor told her, “Actually, I’m a bit of an everything guy. I know a little bit about everything I suppose.” The Doctor smiled over at her, “I’m the Doctor. What’s your name? I hadn’t even realized I was in Toronto. I’m a bit of a traveler and I usually just kind of go wherever the road takes me.”

“Ramona,” she offered, returning the smile, “Ramona Flowers.”

She eyed more objects the store contained, “that’s the story of my life. Though I’ve been mostly running. From my past. From my ex. Toronto is just happened to be the end of the road for me. At least for now.”

“There’s never an end of the road for me,” the Doctor told her, “At least, I don’t think there will be anytime soon. I certainly hope not.” The Doctor grinned.

Ramona laughed, “I’m glad it’s the end of the road. I got tired of running and I’ve found friends. I’d like to see more of the world, but it’s nice to have a home.”

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“Oh come on,” she laughed as she gave him a slight punch to the shoulder, “sure you are. And yeah, don’t be the penguin.”

“The only thing of me that could pass for James Bond is my eyes, because they’re basically the same color as Daniel Craig’s,” Trip insisted. He chuckled and took a step back from the friendly punch in an attempt not to flinch outwardly.

“Aw don’t be so hard on yourself! It’s not like Daniel Craig’s the only James Bond.”

#throughxthexnever

“Ireland?” she exclaimed through a mouthful of sandwich, “that’s so cool. I knew your accent wasn’t from around here. Didn’t know where to place it, I’m horrible what that sort of thing. I’ve always wanted to go.”

She ate a bit more of her sandwich, before taking another drag.

“Small town Colorado for me, just outside of Denver. But I went to North Carolina for college, kinda. After that I just went from place to place, trying to find myself,” she added, feeling a bit forlorn remembering her past.

svgarxvice

He nodded along as the other repeated after him, a soft smile remaining on his lips. As Ramona went on Eli took another couple bites out of his sandwich before bringing out the bag of crisps he had bought. Opening the bag, he reached in pulling out a few before holding it out to the other so she could help herself. “I’ve never been to either of those places.” He added after she mentioned the two states she had spent time in. Elias continued after taking a sip of his water, “Kinda college? How come it’s only kinda? What did you study?”

“I mean kinda North Carolina. University of North Carolina in the Sky. It’s a small college,” she laughed, “I was an English major, which explains my lack of a steady job.”

She grabbed a couple chips with a mumbled thanks.

“What about yourself?” she asked, “schooling wise I mean.”

#svgarxvice

open starter

“Your taste in music really sucks, you know that right?”

redmoonjune

“not as much as your taste in men”

#that's hilarious it's ok

“You slept with him first didn’t you?”

"Rammmy!"

“Scott! How’s the cat?”

Seeing her tug along the edges of his shirt he lifted his arms up for her to easily slide the shirt off of his body. Feeling a breeze go up his chest he slid out of his shirt,his arms immediately crossing along his chest to cover the scar Gideon gave him so long ago during that final boss fight. Leaning up towards her he sent much soft kisses along her lips,tracing along her jawline down along the side of her neck while he had his chest cross-covered by his hands..

Ramona chuckled softly. She uncrossed his arms and placed them back on her sides. With a smile, she bent down and kissed the scar, before then kissing her way up to her neck. She nuzzled under his chin.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen Scott,” she reminded him. With her statement she put her hands on either side of his head and kissed him hard.

When she kissed at the scar Scott let out a gasp. Running his hands up the threads of her shirt he shivered along when she trailed up the side of his neck. He was then met with a much harder kiss than before. Kissing heavily along with her he then pulled back away from the kiss. Sliding her shirt off her body he tossed it aside and continued along the kiss with her.

“I never gave up on you…mmmmmmmmfff.”

Ramona shivered as her shirt hit the floor, and she pressed herself up against him. The contact of skin against skin made her gasp.

Breaking for air for only a moment, she continued to pour her emotions into the kiss. As she kissed him, she gripped his hair and tried to remain as close as possible. She didn’t want to be away from him, not now.

Kissing back more passionately he ran his hands more upward along her sides. Trailing further down her neck Scott then drew his hands upon her breasts. Giving them a soft squeeze he pressed his palms more fully upon her skin. Massaging them upwards he then lowered his face towards her chest,gently taking a breast into his mouth. Sucking along the skin he let it loose before going back to suck on her breast again.

“Mmmmm” he gently hummed along her skin. Looking up innocently to her he sucked down more heavily along one of her breasts.

“Fuck,” Ramona hissed, a bit louder than she meant.

She let herself get lost in the moment. It had been far too long. She closed her eyes and let herself relax. As his mouth met her breast, she snapped back into reality as electricty seemed to shoot down her spine. She dug her nails into his back to urge him on.

An idea sprung to hear head and she began fumbling with his belt and, once that joined the rest of the clothes on the floor, his jeans.

Leaning more to the side Scott looked up and suckled down hard along her breasts. Going back and fourth so one was tended to like the previous one he flicked his tongue along the exposed nipple,then giving it a nice kiss before taking it more fully back into his mouth. Slipping himself out of his shoes he felt his belt come off,his hands repeating the same actions with hers.

He could feel himself harden underneath the fabric of his jeans. Seeing them get slid off to his gray breifs he glanced back to her. Unbuttoning her shorts his hands were felt rubbing up and down her leggings,giving her hips a nice feel and squeeze as he looked back into her eyes. Whispering along he looked deep into her eyes.

“I want it….I fucking want it…you make me feel so alive..nobody else…”

His whisper was like a near whimper,a hand hold her chin and spreading along. A thumb went to brush along her soft lips,slightly sliding in to know how she’d react.

livingvampireandshadowhunter-de

Do me a favor and reblog this if you have absolutely no problems RPing with male muns.

More often than not, I have come across RPers in the community who seem uncomfortable, nervous, anxious, or who will downright refuse to RP with male muns because it’s “creepy”, “wrong”, and a whole slew of other unfounded, bases bullshit.

Male muns have as much right to RP on Tumblr as do female muns, as do anyone else.

Trust me when I say there IS a lot of hate tossed at male RPers on here.

((OOC: This is a starter for subspacetravel))

The Doctor was walking through the mall, just browsing. He was just looking for something to keep busy. This mall was particularly big with lots of stores, so he figured he might find something here. He…

Ramona summed up the man in front of her and ran her hand through her hair. He was youngish, maybe late twenties, but what stood out was his accent and his strange form of dress. She took him for some sort of hipster from England.

“It’s brand new,” she informed him, “I'ved lived in this area for a while and this is the first I’ve seen of it.”

She admired a display of small paint jars. Laughing, she picked up one that was a very similar color to her hair.

“It’s nice to see a small business in the mall among all the corporations,” she mused, not sure if she was actually addressing the man or just herself.

“It is nice to see that,” the Doctor admitted as he looked around, “I’m not in malls very often, I’m always too busy traveling. It’s a nice stop, and this is a fairly nice store in a pleasant mall.”

He picked up computer chip that was sitting on a table and observed it for a second. “This is a part for one of those automated vending machines,” he told her, “I can’t imagine how it could have possibly gotten here.”

“Yeah,” she mused as she trailed behind him, “I don’t really come in here often either. Prefer to stay away from the ‘mall scene’, ya know. But I’m off work today and none of my friends are, so why not? But it’s not bad, as malls go.”

Ramona stared intently at the small electronic part.

“Interesting. How do you know what it is?” she asked. She knew nothing about computers.

“Who knows, people can get their hands on all sorts of things,” she added, “I mean how did my boyfriend get a sword that’s ‘power of self respect’ or something like that…Toronto’s a weird place.”

“I’m a bit of a technology guy,” the Doctor told her, “Actually, I’m a bit of an everything guy. I know a little bit about everything I suppose.” The Doctor smiled over at her, “I’m the Doctor. What’s your name? I hadn’t even realized I was in Toronto. I’m a bit of a traveler and I usually just kind of go wherever the road takes me.”

“Ramona,” she offered, returning the smile, “Ramona Flowers.”

She eyed more objects the store contained, “that’s the story of my life. Though I’ve been mostly running. From my past. From my ex. Toronto is just happened to be the end of the road for me. At least for now.”

OOC: In which Fibromyalgia is a bitch

pilgrimageofthestars

thedoctornumber11

throughxthexnever

svgarxvice

I’m the literal worst. I’m feeling better now so I should be more active.

"Rammmy!"

“Scott! How’s the cat?”

Seeing her tug along the edges of his shirt he lifted his arms up for her to easily slide the shirt off of his body. Feeling a breeze go up his chest he slid out of his shirt,his arms immediately crossing along his chest to cover the scar Gideon gave him so long ago during that final boss fight. Leaning up towards her he sent much soft kisses along her lips,tracing along her jawline down along the side of her neck while he had his chest cross-covered by his hands..

Ramona chuckled softly. She uncrossed his arms and placed them back on her sides. With a smile, she bent down and kissed the scar, before then kissing her way up to her neck. She nuzzled under his chin.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen Scott,” she reminded him. With her statement she put her hands on either side of his head and kissed him hard.

When she kissed at the scar Scott let out a gasp. Running his hands up the threads of her shirt he shivered along when she trailed up the side of his neck. He was then met with a much harder kiss than before. Kissing heavily along with her he then pulled back away from the kiss. Sliding her shirt off her body he tossed it aside and continued along the kiss with her.

“I never gave up on you…mmmmmmmmfff.”

Ramona shivered as her shirt hit the floor, and she pressed herself up against him. The contact of skin against skin made her gasp.

Breaking for air for only a moment, she continued to pour her emotions into the kiss. As she kissed him, she gripped his hair and tried to remain as close as possible. She didn’t want to be away from him, not now.

Kissing back more passionately he ran his hands more upward along her sides. Trailing further down her neck Scott then drew his hands upon her breasts. Giving them a soft squeeze he pressed his palms more fully upon her skin. Massaging them upwards he then lowered his face towards her chest,gently taking a breast into his mouth. Sucking along the skin he let it loose before going back to suck on her breast again.

“Mmmmm” he gently hummed along her skin. Looking up innocently to her he sucked down more heavily along one of her breasts.

#pilgrimisms #nsfw

"Rammmy!"

“Scott! How’s the cat?”

Seeing her tug along the edges of his shirt he lifted his arms up for her to easily slide the shirt off of his body. Feeling a breeze go up his chest he slid out of his shirt,his arms immediately crossing along his chest to cover the scar Gideon gave him so long ago during that final boss fight. Leaning up towards her he sent much soft kisses along her lips,tracing along her jawline down along the side of her neck while he had his chest cross-covered by his hands..

Ramona chuckled softly. She uncrossed his arms and placed them back on her sides. With a smile, she bent down and kissed the scar, before then kissing her way up to her neck. She nuzzled under his chin.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen Scott,” she reminded him. With her statement she put her hands on either side of his head and kissed him hard.

When she kissed at the scar Scott let out a gasp. Running his hands up the threads of her shirt he shivered along when she trailed up the side of his neck. He was then met with a much harder kiss than before. Kissing heavily along with her he then pulled back away from the kiss. Sliding her shirt off her body he tossed it aside and continued along the kiss with her.

“I never gave up on you…mmmmmmmmfff.”

#Pilgrimageofthestars #NSFW

Ramona shivered as her shirt hit the floor, and she pressed herself up against him. The contact of skin against skin made her gasp.

Breaking for air for only a moment, she continued to pour her emotions into the kiss. As she kissed him, she gripped his hair and tried to remain as close as possible. She didn't want to be away from him, not now.

((OOC: This is a starter for subspacetravel))

The Doctor was walking through the mall, just browsing. He was just looking for something to keep busy. This mall was particularly big with lots of stores, so he figured he might find something here. He…

Ramona summed up the man in front of her and ran her hand through her hair. He was youngish, maybe late twenties, but what stood out was his accent and his strange form of dress. She took him for some sort of hipster from England.

“It’s brand new,” she informed him, “I'ved lived in this area for a while and this is the first I’ve seen of it.”

She admired a display of small paint jars. Laughing, she picked up one that was a very similar color to her hair.

“It’s nice to see a small business in the mall among all the corporations,” she mused, not sure if she was actually addressing the man or just herself.

“It is nice to see that,” the Doctor admitted as he looked around, “I’m not in malls very often, I’m always too busy traveling. It’s a nice stop, and this is a fairly nice store in a pleasant mall.”

He picked up computer chip that was sitting on a table and observed it for a second. “This is a part for one of those automated vending machines,” he told her, “I can’t imagine how it could have possibly gotten here.”

“Yeah,” she mused as she trailed behind him, “I don’t really come in here often either. Prefer to stay away from the ‘mall scene’, ya know. But I’m off work today and none of my friends are, so why not? But it’s not bad, as malls go.”

Ramona stared intently at the small electronic part.

“Interesting. How do you know what it is?” she asked. She knew nothing about computers.

“Who knows, people can get their hands on all sorts of things,” she added, “I mean how did my boyfriend get a sword that’s ‘power of self respect’ or something like that...Toronto’s a weird place.”

"Rammmy!"

“Scott! How’s the cat?”

Ramona giggled a bit louder as he tickled her. Though the noises emiting from her mouth quickly switched to moans as he kissed her again.

“I missed us too,” she sighed, despite the fact that her brain was starting to fog. She helped him take off her jacket by shucking it off, trying to speed up the process.

She was beginning to grow eager.

“Should we move this somewhere else?” She suggested.

“If you want to yeah…” Breathing heavily to her he looked up to her with the such want. It was as if he was letting himself out of his cage emotionally to her. His hands traveled up the front of her shirt and,one hand going along her hair to grip at it gently and tug teasingly to the side.

She started to move up off the couch, but as his hands explored up her shirt she didn’t feel the need to move to the bedroom anymore.

The look in his eyes was driving her mad. Clearly, it had been too long for both of them. Something in the back of her mind seemed to say “he’s the only one who’s really ever looked at you like this in a long time or maybe ever.”

The young woman decided he was wearing too much clothing and began tugging at the bottom of his shirt.

Seeing her tug along the edges of his shirt he lifted his arms up for her to easily slide the shirt off of his body. Feeling a breeze go up his chest he slid out of his shirt,his arms immediately crossing along his chest to cover the scar Gideon gave him so long ago during that final boss fight. Leaning up towards her he sent much soft kisses along her lips,tracing along her jawline down along the side of her neck while he had his chest cross-covered by his hands..

Ramona chuckled softly. She uncrossed his arms and placed them back on her sides. With a smile, she bent down and kissed the scar, before then kissing her way up to her neck. She nuzzled under his chin.

“It’s nothing I haven’t seen Scott,” she reminded him. With her statement she put her hands on either side of his head and kissed him hard.

#pilgrimageofthestars

She sat down at the picnic table and lit her cigarette, Ramona laughed, “not in a long time. I move from place to place, but I always seem drawn to the big city.”

As she unwrapped her sandwich, she looked up at the sky. By now they were far enough out to see some stars, but not much.

“I grew up in the mountains though,” she added, “and sometimes I miss the quiet.”

svgarxvice

Eli placed the bag down on the table and dug through it until he could pull out a water bottle. Unscrewing the cap, he listened as Ramona spoke, nodding his head occasionally to let her know he was following along. “The mountains? I would have never guessed that.” He placed the bottle down on the table as he continued. “I grew up part time in Limerick and the other part in Cork. I honestly get restless when I am not in a city.” Reaching back into the bag he pulled out his own sandwich and unwrapped it before taking a bite.

#scott's ex #envy adams #movie

“Ireland?” she exclaimed through a mouthful of sandwich, “that’s so cool. I knew your accent wasn’t from around here. Didn’t know where to place it, I’m horrible what that sort of thing. I’ve always wanted to go.”

She ate a bit more of her sandwich, before taking another drag.

“Small town Colorado for me, just outside of Denver. But I went to North Carolina for college, kinda. After that I just went from place to place, trying to find myself,” she added, feeling a bit forlorn remembering her past.

#svgarxvice

wardrobemalfunctioned

Scott Pilgrim vs. the World (2010) dir. Edgar Wright

Open - Incredibly Not Religious

“Oh I don’t know, you could probably pull of the whole James Bond look,” she joked, “or it could go horribly wrong and you would end up looking like the Penguin.”

“James Bond? Dude, I’m not nearly good looking enough for that.” Trip chuckled. “Oh, the Penguin? Gross.”