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Thera sits, watching this as an instructional video and taking notes. “So ... in case of poisoning, give ginger beer, protein, salt and a snog.”
“... I’m sorry, but you’re not getting a snog from me after you’ve eaten that lot!”

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[ @theevergreenman ]
Thera sits, watching this as an instructional video and taking notes. “So ... in case of poisoning, give ginger beer, protein, salt and a snog.”
“... I’m sorry, but you’re not getting a snog from me after you’ve eaten that lot!”
A G O N Y
send a letter and i’ll tell u my 5 fav blogs // ACCEPTING
A. @agonygiven (YEAH IM PROMO-ING MYSELF), @adaftoldman, @arborsentiens, @aspiredlights, @argentiola
G. @glorysoaked, @girlfailed, @giingerstallion, @giiilbcrt, @guiltlisted
O. @ofmanymiinds, @oncetragic, @ownsaviours, @ofriiverdale, @ofimaginations
N. @necessaryrulebreaker, @northsidejuliet, @normaltothemax
Y. i don’t follow any :)
Puppy Love // adaftoldman
Clara was at a stalemate. She stood in the door of the TARDIS, peering out at the grass in front of it with a slight frown. Seated in front of her, staring upwards with a wagging tail, was a puppy. They'd been like this for five minutes, Clara trying to determine just how much trouble she'd be in if she let the little pup inside the time machine. The puppy cocked his head to one side. "Oh, come on, that isn't fair."
BOLD what your muse can do. REPOST, don’t reblog. TAG ten muses.
CHARLOTTE
bake a cake from scratch | ride a horse | drive a submarine | speak a second language (somewhat) | dance | catch a fish | play an instrument | throw a punch | build a deck | ice skate | unclog a drain | program a computer | change a flat tire | fire a gun | sew | juggle | play poker | paint | fly a kite | sculpt | write poetry | change a diaper | sing | shoot a bow and arrow | ride a bike | swim | sail a boat | do a backflip | play chess | give cpr | pitch a tent | flirt | stitch a wound | read palms | use chopsticks | write in cursive/calligraphy | use an electric drill | braid hair | make a campfire | make a mixed drink | do sudoku puzzles | wrap a gift | give a good massage | jump-start a car | roll their tongue | magic tricks | yoga | tie a tie | skip a rock | shuffle a deck of cards | read morse code | pick a lock
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Tagging: @ex-agentethan @thebrokengodofmischief @cassandramchale @ourheartsbeatas1 @ouronlyhope @the-blackest-spider @uxwanted-heirs @fallcnandlost @agentwentworth @adaftoldman
It was from a distance at first, remaining casual despite the INTENSE gaze tracking the movements of who he deemed as peculiar. Leonard was never so easily fooled -- not that this guy was even ATTEMPTING to blend in like he knew the rest of his crew was currently. Taking it upon himself to investigate at his own pleasure. Long stride to his steps up until he came to lean against a wall, a pause as he took a moment to leisurely glance the stranger over. Not caring if he was obvious as arms folded over his chest. “New to town?” // @adaftoldman liked for a starter.
@adaftoldman
They had landed on... somewhere.
[Rory had forgotten where exactly the Doctor was going to take them, but it wasn’t really his fault since the planets they usually went to (or, well, set out to arrive on but somehow never really made it there) usually had unpronounceable names.]
Anyways, they had landed and he had been sent to pick up Amy’s jacket from where she had left it on their bed in the TARDIS while she and the Doctor were preparing their next expedition of a strange and probably very exciting planet. Preparing, in this case, usually meant that Amy would take off to have a look at the surroundings while the Doctor did.... something to make sure the ship wouldn’t take off without them (again).
Jacket in hand, Rory walked down the stairs to join him at the control station, noticing that, just as he had predicted, the door to the TARDIS was open and Amy was nowhere to be seen.
“Where exactly are we again? Didn’t really catch the name, it was Aku-noa.... something?”
adaftoldman
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[who wants to watch that horror movie about...
why aren’t you watching the one about the leprechaun??? it’s march! ST PATTIES DAY!!!
[SOME OTHER TIME I WILL WATCH THAT AND BE OFFENDED BECAUSE OF MY HERITAGE BEING HALF IRISH
BUT NAH ON ST PATRICK’S DAY IMMA BE WATCHING THE CLASSIC “THE LUCK OF THE IRISH” AND LIVESTREAMING IT ALL DAY
EH @bethewhitecanary]
adaftoldman
“-- Okay, what’s with the box?”