#bartyjoonyah

[brendan-block]

“I don’t see why yeh can’t bring me lunch, yeh sickly fuckin’ bastard.”

[themadvigilantist]

i checked everyone that i could think of that was up there and all of you popped on that photosugar thing and guess what, if you check now and you‘re not up there anymore?

i got you and here’s the removal link in case you want to remove people i don’t even know or blogs that i don’t even know, you know? for yourself and for others.

[pi-jessicajones]

Pandora Chronicles - Part I

What happened to Romana, Doctor? She did well for herself, actually. Until the Time War began. - The Doctor and Martha, The Forgotten. 

These are thoughts, musings and reports of Romanadvoratrelundar, Time Lady President of Gallifrey and ex- companion of the Time Lord and Ex-Time Lord President of Gallifrey, The Doctor. Recorded by her personal device for posterity and evidence. Confidential. 

I didn’t know it until much later that my escape from E-Space was orchestrated by a more powerful and unknown being for reasons that are still currently unknown. Perhaps everything that has happened since I left the Doctor’s company was orchestrated. I honestly wouldn’t be surprised. That’s the Time Lords and Ladies for you. They were the ones who put me with him to begin with. And they were the ones who ordered my return after the Key to Time was restored. 

K-9 and I managed to return to N-space after months of trying to find an open portal back to our universe. We managed to find a mirror that brought us back. Upon reflection I can’t remember much of this happening. K-9 has determined an accident occurred on our trip back and that’s why I can’t remember much of our time there. Not that it matters. It has no effect or bearing on my persons right now. 

Once back on Gallifrey, I found the place to be in turmoil. It turned out our president, the Doctor, was neglecting his duties and as such everything was chaos. After befriending Irving and Leela, a rushed election was held and suddenly I am Time Lady President. I will strive to do my best for my people but I worry that this current incarnation won’t be cut out for the job. There is a lot of darkness and tough decisions that need to be made and honestly this form is beginning to hold me back. I won’t do anything about it just yet but if it keeps going...well I will come up with a new decision. 

I end this transmission with the knowledge that I am about to enter a meeting to discuss peace and other ideals that I want to impart. 

[glockhart]

Barty groaned softly and rolled over so he could bury his face against his husband's chest. The sun was streaming in through their bedroom window and he wasn't ready to get up just yet. "Make it go away.. I want to stay where it's warm and comfy.."

Gilderoy smiled, his arm reaching over and holding his husband close. “Unfortunately, I’m not the Time Lord in this relationship, I can’t do anything about the passage of time.” He kissed the top of his head, snuggling down and sighing happily. “But stay here anyway, I shan’t let you move.”

[glockhart]

Barty and FIVE Gilderoys chasing him

[themadvigilantist]

this is a great day for @brendan-block (and v) and them alone

[brendan-block]

Are you still jealous of Barty and Gilderoy’s relationship?

Are you going to reach out to them again despite knowing the punishment from Matthieu for breaking the truce for a second time?

ASK MY MUSE QUESTIONS ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP WITH OTHER MUSES

Brendan's expression turned to a deep, hateful scowl the very moment he heard the names of the Lockhart men. Hearing anything related to them sent his anger soaring and made his fingers twitch with the urge to beat something--someone--into a bloody, unrecognisable mess. No matter what he did or where he went they seemed to haunt him like ghosts.

"Excuse me?” Brendan seethed. “I ave never been jealous o' tha' sickly little bastard or the whore he calls a husband. Why would I be?"

He didn't need to ask. He knew the answer and had already confessed it during a drunken tirade directed towards the married couple. Brendan was insanely jealous of everything that Barty had: an adoring spouse, lots of children, a luxurious home, and vast amounts of wealth. He wanted that life for himself and it hurt him more than anything that he almost achieved it once. That is, until the person he thought he’d spend forever with tossed him aside like trash in favor of an arranged marriage.

“At least I still ave my good looks, which is more than I can say for Barty. If anythin’, he should be the one jealous o’ me! And tae answer your other question, I will not be reachin’ out tae him or his husband in the future. I know verra well what Lord Chauveilles has in store for me if I disobey him on tha’ front again and I.. I don’t want tae be punished.”

[byondtheveil]

Barty carefully set down a tray of hot chocolate and pumpkin-shaped iced sugar cookies onto the table where his friend was sitting. Then he seated himself across from her, stuffed two whole cookies into his mouth, and asked, "Do you have any plans for Halloween this year, Rei?"

“Oooh plans, no. Ideas yes. Most of them envolve glitter, but then again when do my ideas not?” Thanking barty as he set down the goodies and blrew on her hot cocoa before taking a sip. “I usually do something cute but I can’t deside if I wanna throw in the towel and try something mildly sexy… or scary… Do you think I could pull off scary with my wings?” By now her wings had just become part of her everyday life. Last christmas Barty had gave her a six pack of a potion that made her wings invisable for 24 hours so she would use that on special occaions, usually hot days. Halloween was the one time of year she didn’t have to worry about it. “I mean sure there is fake blood, but that shit is made out of corn starch and I have no idea how I’d get that out afterwards… I mean I usually just ignore glitter as I’m pretty sure I will forever have some sort of glitter on me…”

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