#bowtiesandtweed

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bowtiesandtweed

Do they follow me: Yes | No

Do I follow them: Yes [FOREVER] | No | Now

(If I follow them) Opinion on their blog: My very first Doctor. This mun is amazing, and her writing is amazing. We don’t chat often anymore or RP as hardcore as we used to, and I miss that, but I will always love Doctor-mun. Forever <3 Follow or I’m judging you.

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Oi, of course I was asking about you, though it's good to know Rose is alright. And thank you. Bowties are /cool/. Didn't really work for you, though. You know, looking at you now, I do sort of miss that face.

No, you're right. Not a fan, myself. Though you seem to pull it off... pretty well, anyway.Do you now? Weeell... yeah, actually I don't blame you. This is a good face. One of our best, for sure.

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Hello, you. How's everything in Pete's World holding up?

Hello? Ah, hello! You're... right, okay. Gotcha. Oh, I've been fine! Though I suppose you weren't as curious about me so much as--Rose is fine, too.

Brilliant to see you again, might I add. Nice... bowtie.

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AND WHILE I'M AT IT, HERE IS A PROMO FOR SOME OF MY MOST FAVOURITE BLOGS!

-thebowtiedmadman

-bowtiesandtweed

-thetimelordthetardisstole

-willowwhip

-thetimetravelingkitten

-thelawsoftimewillobeyme

-nineloveshisrose

SERIOUSLY THE KOALA-TEA ON THIS LIST IS RIDICULOUS. I will promo them forever.

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ADDED TWO MORE ELEVENS TO MY PAGE.

because I love them so much.

And you should all follow them.

Yup.

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M!A [Pregnant for a Week]

Potential Fathers: TheTimeLordTheTARDISStole, ImpossibleJack, Allonsy-I-Am-The-Tenth-Doctor, or BowtiesAndTweed.

Or all of them?

*Skips off to write a starter*

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Doctor&Wolfie [drabble #8]||@bowtiesandtweed

As requested by the Anon (: Enjoy.

Mozart's music was hauntingly beautiful, so much more to the Doctor now that he understood the man's situation. He found Wolfie sitting alone in a dressing room, a bottle of Whiskey held firmly in his fist. "That was lovely." The Doctor announced, propping himself up against the door frame as he took in his dear friend's hopeless expression. Mozart didn't reply, he merely took a swig of the deep brown liquid and cringed as it seared his throat.

The Doctor moved across the room with a single fluid stride and sat to face Wolfie, his eyes burning with sorrow and pain at the sight of his friend so emotionally mangled. "Wolfie, I'm so sorry." The musician replied with another drink. Slightly annoyed, the Doctor grabbed the bottle from his hand and threw it across the room where it shattered against the wall, flinging alcohol everywhere.

"Hey!" Mozart gave a halfhearted yell, his face reddening with anger. The Doctor just put a hand on his arm and watched him for a moment before standing and pulling his friend into a tight hug. Wollfie went limp in the Doctor's arms and began to sob silently into his chest.

They stood there for what could have been hours or days, time seeming to slip away, before Wolfie finally pulled away, eyes swollen and red. "Thank you." He murmured, giving the Doctor another hug. The Doctor chuckled softly and held the man to his chest.

"But there's something else, isn't there? Something you aren't saying. I can see it in your eyes, Wolfie. You always were terrible at keeping secrets." He was rewarded with a halfhearted laugh. But Wolfie soon fell silent again. Could he really be doing this? Mozart knew there was no hiding it from the Doctor any more.

"I-" His voice broke and the musician pulled away from the Doctor's embrace, face flushed and bashful. "I love... you. I love you." He looked up at the Doctor from under his lashes before letting out a roar of ridiculous laughter as he always did. The Doctor stood in shock for a moment as he watched the man seemingly going insane before his eyes. Mozart's smiled was wiped away almost instantly, the laughter stopping abruptly.

Then, before either party could understand what had happened, they were in each others arms, kissing passionately, sweetly, deeply. This was the moment they had all been waiting for.

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Working on that Mozart drabble.

Sexy musical chairs, my friends. Sexy musical chairs.