Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
----independent AU thirteenth doctor && his companion penned by cally && blue.
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Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
----independent AU thirteenth doctor && his companion penned by cally && blue.
"I would rather spend one lifetime with you, than face all the ages of this world alone." || ind. au. thirteenth doctor && his companion. penned by CALLY & BLUE
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❛ Why are you telling me this? ❜ // aurcral
❛ because my tardis landed on your coffee table and nobody else is home. ❜
QUESTIONS SENTENCE STARTERS ⇾ ( accepting. ) / @aurcral
❝ --- time has a wonderful way of showing me what truly matters. ❞
❝ ---josephine. please don’t frighten me like that again. ❞
was it normal to be this nervous? amy’s palms felt almost sweaty, rubbed with an agitated energy across her skirt. lips parting as her teeth caught at the fullness of her lower lip. they’d agreed to meet at the metropolitan museum, she didn’t come here too frequently... mostly just when she wanted to stare at the van goghs. but then -- she didn’t want to admit how very sad they made her. that melancholy sort of sadness that’s almost happy in it’s aching.
but today she awaits on the steps, josie would have the advantage.. amy’s image had appeared on the back of several of her books. but beyond a description, she had no knowledge of what josie would look like. so with every face that passed her by she looked almost expectantly at.
‘ ------i s’pose i am a bi’ of a ... beacon.. ‘
fingers self consciously brushed along the flaming red hair that she’d worn loose today, the breeze rustling where she fiddled and straightened it. her heels clicked with an impending sense of -- something as she moved to walk to the upper steps. even at her height maybe she could get a better view.
@aurcral || the meet up.
❝ bonsoir, josephine---❞ he’s not seen her in months and can barely look at her now. the guilt is still fresh--- still eating away at him ( YOU’RE AFRAID OF ME ) and he isn’t sure it’ll ever fade. he ignores the elephant in the room, choosing instead to gesture to his minimal surroundings.
❝ —- it’s quite cosy in here, really. ❞
@aurcral