#boemade

[atsatoa]

𝐀𝐒𝐊           /             "anything to eat around here?"

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐇𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆.      she hadn’t committed a crime,   (shouting at UNIT was not a crime)      she hadn’t broken any laws,       and jack had managed to get her real freedom.       She wasn’t HIDING from legal worries,    per say but rather from LIFE.        the guilt of surviving,      not one,       but two torchwood encounters that led to death.     her mind drifting a little from him and back to the keys she held in her hand,     placing them down as she put on the kettle.   She could stay home a little longer.  Knighton was a nice place,       quiet,    on the border of england and wales.      a great place to disappear too.        NO ALIENS.     NO UNIT.   NO TORCHWOOD.         it was safe.        laptop and phone with VPN’s,        changing providers every so often.     She must have let her guard down somewhere for there was a man at her door,     and now in her house.     A MAN SHE HAD ONCE CALLED A FRIEND,     AND HER BOSS.     ‘you need to talk, tosh’ she reminded herself before looking over at him.     ❛ you caught me as I was about to do a food shop,      i believe there are some sweets and crisps in the bottom draw.  nostalgia clearly hit me,  with it being Halloween a few days ago. ❜    and the annual,        eat junk food on halloween tradition her and ianto used to do.                       

Still,      she tried to keep a small smile on her face.               she was happy to see him.           She always was.       ❛ how did you find me?       I thought I left no trail after UNIT.      clearly I’m rusty with technology,    the absolute horror of it all.   ❜           no plan of concealment was fool proof,  she knew that but it didn’t mean she wouldn’t TRY and get something out of him.   After all,  if Jack could do it,      so could ANYONE.        and she didn’t want that.          she just wanted to be left alone. 

@boemade​

[betterdcyz]

Ianto: this is a warning to all of you who appreciate your henry the hoovers — if it gets broken, do not let a guy called jack harkness fix it. he’ll just weaponize it for fun. it won’t just do hoovering;  it’ll launch out a fucking grenade.  Why?  I don’t know.  ASK HIM. 

[ipsisimus]

captain space himbo. — 

[22:07]  i've learned recently that flo understands adulting better than most actual adults and we should probably trust her judgment [22:07]  therefore i'm electing her team mum (:

[arc-sunsymbols]

@boemade​

        “Do you know how to stand still? You’re pacing is making me nervous.” 

[doctordonovan-a]

@boemade​​  said  “i’m bleeding, i’m not just making conversation”

 one of these days,     probably   a   day   coming   sooner   rather   than   later...     the   american   is   going   to   have   to   sit   down   the   various   immortal    &&    powerful   beings   in   her   life   to   tell   them   to     (  please  )    write   her   a   list   of   things   she   should   just   be   expecting   at   this   point.     there   seems   to   be   no   shortage   to   the   weird   and   wonderful   now   the   universe   has   decided   she’s   seen   enough   to   be   able   to   cope   simply...      having   it   all   flung   at   her.     at   least   at   unit   there’s   a   faint   familiarity   in   the   form   of   her   lab     &&     the   people   she’s   grown   fond   of.     nothing   stays   easy   for   more   than   a   few   heartbeats:      certainly   not   in   maeve’s   new   life.

 ❝   just,   for   the   record,      I’m   really   not   this   sort   of   doctor.   ❞      she   jokes   under   her   breath,      focus   on   the   wound   to   the   point   maeve   is   barely   certain   if   she’s   audible   or   if   she’s   slipped   back   into   her   silent   habits   when   she   wasn’t   paying   attention.     ❝   it’s   going   to   need   stitches.     you   sure   it   wouldn’t   be   easier   for   me   to   shoot   you   and   let   you   deal   with   it   that   way?   ❞       as   if   she   would.     as   if   she   could.      ❝   joking.       joking.      sorry,       should   work   on   the   whole   filter   thing.   ❞

richard siken starters   |    accepting

[wasme]

[    𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁  𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻    ]       ft.    @boemade​​​.

he  chose  to  wait  in  the  office,    playing  with  some  pen  he’d  found,    feet  up  on  the  desk.      𝚗𝚘𝚝  𝚊  𝚖𝚊𝚗  𝚝𝚘  𝚜𝚒𝚝  𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕  𝚏𝚘𝚛  𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐,     he  quickly  found  himself  bored  and  impatient.      𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙺  𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙰𝙻𝙻𝚈  𝙰𝙿𝙿𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙴𝙳,    and  he’s  met  with  a  slight  smile,    kind  eyes.     “    jack,    𝚒𝚝’𝚜  𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗  𝚝𝚘𝚘  𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐.   ”

[odisn]

❝      URGH  .   DON'T  EVEN  ASK .      ❞        hair represents a lion's mane for all the wrong reasons   -------------   comedic in the way it explodes around his head ,  framing his unimpressed features .   something's burnt ,  recently   :   the smell proves it .   and something has indeed burnt  :   it is  the mighty Thor ,  son of Odin .    Jack may not ask ,  but will hear the story regardless .

❝      I tried to use my powers to fry an egg .   lightning doesn't much care for precision ,  it turns out   ...   do you have a brush    ?      ❞

                         @boemade    /    s.

[at-flammeus]

@boemade​  /  we gettin lit. is that what the kids say?

“  bold  of  you  to  assume  i  know  anything  about  what  kids  say.  ”    for  now,  as  having  a  toddler  doesn’t  really  seem  to  have  widened  much  any  of  red’s  knowledge  of  what  modern  youth  does  or  says.  olivia  gets  scooped  up  from  the  floor  and  placed  on  hip,  free  hand  trying  to  take  away  whatever  thing  her  daughter  is  chewing  on.    “  dude,  i  thought  i  told  you  stay  in  the  other  room  ---  what  the  hell  is  my  kid  eating?  ”