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[basmathgirl]

If you receive this, you make somebody happy! Go on anon and send this to ten of your followers who make you happy or somebody you think needs cheering up. If you get one back, even better! <3

Thank you, @dvandmeme!!!

Aww, I miss talking to you. Have another kiss

💖

[basmathgirl]

I was tagged by the gorgeous @breval. Thank you! :D

Rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations, then tag nine people.

AIR

i have small hands / i love the night sky / i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by / i drink herbal tea / i wake to see dawn / the smell of dust is comforting / i’m valued for being wise/ i prefer books to music / i meditate / i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

FIRE

i don’t have straight hair / i like to wear ripped jeans and overalls / i play an organized sport / i love dogs / i am not afraid of adventure / i love to talk to strangers / i always try new foods / i enjoy road trips / summer is my favorite season / my radio is always playing

WATER

i wear bracelets on my wrists / i love the bustle of the city / i have more than one set of piercings / i read poetry / i love the sound of a thunderstorm / i want to travel the world / i sleep past midday most days / i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs / i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia / i see emotions in colors not words

EARTH

i wear glasses/contacts / i enjoy doing the laundry / i am a vegetarian or vegan / i have an excellent sense of time / my humor is very cheerful / i am a valued adviser to my friends / i believe in true love / i love the chill of mountain air / i’m always listening to music / i am highly trusted by the people in my life

AETHER

i go without makeup in my daily life / i make my own artwork / i keep on track of my tasks and time / i always know true north / i see beauty in everything / i can always smell flowers / i smile at everyone i pass by / i always fear history repeating itself / i have recovered from a mental disorder / i can love unconditionally

I tag: @dvandme, @storamogul, @mizgnomer, @bananenparty, @ladynoblesong, @imapencilinsideamug, @fracturedmind, @thegingergoddess and @theyre-not-sandshoes37

[basmathgirl]

About Me - 3

Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.

Tagged by the ever so lovely @dvandme! Thank you. :D

A - Age: 5*mumble mumble*

B - Birthplace: East London

C - Current time: 22:27

D - Drink you last had: a mug of tea

E - Easiest person to talk to: my son

F - Favourite song: I don’t currently have a favourite above all others

G - Grossest memory: probably being projectile vomited on then having to stand under a cold shower to get it all off my clothing, and finding a missing bit in my bra. Deep joy.

H - Horror yes or horror no: not usually unless it is a comedy and/or has hunky men wearing leather trousers

I - In love?: technically yes

J - Jealous of people?: nah! I can’t be arsed with that sort of thing

L - Love at first sight or should I walk by again?: I’ll agree there’s attraction at first sight, but not love. But by all means come and chat with me. 

M - Middle name: S... nope, ain’t admitting that one again either

N - Number of siblings: two

O - One wish: my sons to be healthy and happy

P - Person you called: I think it was DHL, and a lovely lady in export customer services called Julie. 

Q - Question you are always asked: "You’re quiet; are you okay?” which is bloody ironic because I was accused of being too chatty this week

R - Reason to smile: just opening the front door is a reason to smile. I’m very much a ‘silver lining’ sort of person. Although I’ve had it confirmed I’ll be babysitting my wee grandson on Saturday!!! Oodles of smiles to gain from that. 

S - Song you sang last: “Tainted Love” by Soft Cell

T - Time you woke up: hubby tried to wake me about 7:30am but I resisted it for an hour

U - Underwear colour: cheeky! it’s white, btw.

V - Vacation spot: nothing has been planned yet

W - Worst habit: overthinking and letting anxiety about where to park the car really get to me

X - X-rays: pelvis, chest, and boobs

Y - Your Favourite food: chips and/or crusty bread.

Z - Zodiac sign: Virgo

Tagging: @whovianfloozy, @love-in-the-time, @ellenemi, @dahlia-ships, @smackalicious, @echogivesnoanswer, @drtonks, @memsevpersonal, @svlover & @bananenparty

[joi-in-the-tardis]

dvandme replied to your post “I think I’m a pretty patient neighbor. I wouldn’t even call me angry...”

Idk, I would just randomly mention that he’s got a nice voice at some time when you pass each other by. But, that’s not very neighborly to be making noise at 2am.

With the hours I keep, I never see my neighbors.  And, honestly, I wouldn’t know who he was unless he started singing right in front of me. XD  I’ve thought about calling out the window to him when he starts singing (saying nice things just to let him know that everyone *can* actually hear him), but I’ve never worked up the nerve.

[basmathgirl]

“I play the guitar on a street corner sometimes for some extra cash and you usually give me a dollar or two but today you brought a violin and joined in? And we made almost three times what I usually do holy shit you’re talented”

 Hello @dvandme! For some reason this prompt seemed right for Doe/Darwin, so I hope you don’t mind that I went with that rare Tatennant pairing.

Title: Just A Busk At Twilight

With a deliberate flurry, Dorothy finished the song she wasplaying on her guitar and then contemplated the collecting hat sat on the cornerof the paved area of George’s Square in front of her. It contained a few coinsbut not enough to feed her that night when she got back to her student digs. Yetagain she would have to rely on her fiancé, Frank Ratcliffe, to offer somecharity; once he had given her another lecture, obviously.

 He wasn’t a bad man, it’s just… There were times when she wassure the main reason he was attracted to her was her father. Frank was in aweof him and his communist talk. Personally, she leant more towards socialismrather than communism; but they never ask for her opinion. And Frank was quitea catch; her mother often told her so. It was easy to see why, because he was handsome,tall, strong, and confident. Any girl would be pleased to gain his attention.

 She just wished that he wouldn’t gaze upon her with suchdisapproval at times.

 Talking of approval, a familiar face appeared in the crowd. Itwas a kindly face, topped by a mop of floppy light brown hair, and framed by apair of glasses. The man wearing it was almost the complete physical oppositeof Frank. His features implied a meek, caring personality. But it was his eyesthat were particularly different. Warm brown eyes rather than the cold piercingeyes Frank sometimes had.

 She had been on the verge of finishing up for the day, but nowthat he had appeared, her mystery man, she wanted to carry on just to pleasehim. Every time he came, he generously left a handful of coins, so as her bestcustomer he deserved special treatment, didn’t he.

 Today, with a diminished crowd around her, Darwin felt he wasfinally able to step closer to the object of his affections. The engagementring upon her finger placed her out of his league but it also made her safe. Shewouldn’t automatically reject his friendship, since he wasn’t offering morethan that. Could never ever hope to.

 It was a joy to just stand and listen to her play the guitarand occasionally sing too. Entrancing, in fact.

 But today he wanted to bring her joy for a change; a little pieceof happiness. And show off a little. He had to admit that to himself. Show thathe was equally interested in music, as opposed to that muppet of a fiancé ofhers who only ever showed up at the very end of the day’s busking, if he did atall, and smuggled her away as if he was ashamed she performed in the street. Buskingwas an art form, everybody knew that, so why couldn’t her lover show his fiancéesome appreciation for a change? If he couldn’t or wouldn’t, Darwin wasdetermined to do so instead; and blow the consequences. It wouldn’t be thefirst time he had been threatened with physical harm but now he had theconfidence provided by his police training to cope with it in a positive way.

 Gulping to centre himself, Darwin drew out his violin fromthe case that he carried; experimentally checked that the freshly tuned stringswere still okay, and stepped forward. Dorothy looked surprised as the firstduet notes hit her mid-song; but her radiant smile encouraged him to continue,and soon they were ably playing together.

 The rapturous applause that broke out when they finishedastonished them. They’d been too busy gazing at each other to notice the sizeof the crowd that had grown. The “kerching!” of money being thrown into the hatwas an added bonus. After two more songs/tunes, by mutual consent, they calledit a day. Darwin felt he hadn’t outstayed his welcome by stopping at that pointand he could see that Dorothy was tiring after performing for a while.

 They shared pleased comments about how well it had gone, notwanting the high to go away just yet. As he put his violin away in its case,she was counting up the money they’d collected.

 “We’ve made more than double the amount thanks to you,” shegasped. “Must be almost three times as much. This is your share.” She then heldout a hand laden with coins towards him.

 “No,” he insisted, pushing her hand gently away. “I don’tneed it. You’ve earned all that. I only wanted the chance to play with you fora while.”

 “Then let me reward you with a cup of tea or something,” sheoffered.

 He had opened his mouth to reply but Frank was suddenly therein the vicinity. “Another time, perhaps,” Darwin answered instead as Frankreached forward to claim his property.

 “Are you ready, Doe?” Frank asked, eyeing Darwin with a greatdeal of caution.

 “Oh, Frank, this is my new friend,” Dorothy began theintroduction. “He plays the violin.”

 “Hello, I’m Simon but my friends call me ‘Darwin’, he stated,offering a hand for Frank to shake.

 As he had expected, Frank made sure it was a very firmhandshake. “Hello. Dorothy is very good at making casual friends.”

 Darwin nodded. “She’s very talented.”

 The smile he aimed in Dorothy’s direction obviously riledFrank because she quickly placed a comforting hand on his arm to calm histemper. “Perhaps we ought to go,” she suggested. “See you soon, Darwin.”

 “Yes, bye,” he called out after them as Dorothy was escortedaway.

 He knew her name now and had formed a friendship, as well asa musical alliance. It wasn’t much compared to what his heart yearned for, butfor now it was enough. Hope sprung within him as he thought of her delightedface as they had played together, and the way she had smiled at him. Who knewwhat tomorrow could bring? Look at how well today had gone. Tomorrow might beeven better.

 With that bittersweet zing in his heart, Darwin turned andheaded for home, sure in the knowledge that he would try again. If she hadseemed happy with her fiancé he would have walked away and never came back; buthaving seen her, Doe, up close, he knew she was a damsel in distress and hewould do everything in his power to rescue her. Mainly because he could,and she was totally worth it.

[basmathgirl]

AU: “You parked in the parking space I always use so I wrote a note and put it on your car and you put one on mine the next day and now we have been writing notes for over a week just tell me your phone number to make this easier”

Hello @dvandme! Sorry that fulfilling this prompt took so long (it’s been a busy/distracting 16 months since you set it) but at least I finally got something done. 

Title: Car ParkLifeA/N: for anyone who gets caught out by certain British cultural references in this ficlet, you will a useful image when you click on the appropriate word

| Bessie | Brum | Noddy |

Donna Noble stepped pulled into the car park of the officeand spotted the yellow car sitting in the third from the right spot. Her spot. The oneshe had been assigned by Security. Typical!

Infuriated, she found somewhere further back and unassignedto park and then stormed over to the interloping vehicle. ‘WHO 1’ the numberplate said. A private one, obviously.

Knowing her luck it probably belonged to one of the executivesof UNIT, or whatever this place was called. It began with ‘Unified’ but afterthat she was hazy. It all sounded like it was invented by Ikea. 

Anyway…

Now on an angry roll, she grabbed a piece of paper from herpocket and hastily scribbled a note on it.

“Dear WHO 1,

This space is assigned to YD56VHG. Please be more considerate”

In next to no time, she had shoved the note under the wiperof the offending yellow vintage car.

Never mind.

That should do it, she thought; right up until she trudgedback to her car that evening. A penned reply was sitting there.

“Dear YD56VHG,

Sorry, there was a crisis”

That needed a reply; practically begged for it. So she pennedone and stuck it under the window wiper again.  

“Dear WHO 1,

What happened? Did you have to substitute Brum for the day? Sorry Noddywasn’t available instead. Hope Big Ears got rescued alright.

YD56VHG x”

She thought that had been it, especially since her parkingspace was free the following morning, allowing her to park in stress-freerelief. But on her windscreen was a note, flapping about for all it was worth. Cautiously,she freed it from where it had been tethered, and read it before a broad grinbroke out across her face.

“Dear YD56VHG,

Rescue accomplished and not a finger laid on Big Ears. Might have tomake it up to Brum, though. You know how these TV stars can get.

WHO 1 x”

Looking around, she soon spotted the Edwardian kit car withineasy walking distance. It was only polite to leave him another note, wasn’t it?Of course it was, she told herself; so she sauntered over to the yellow car asshe considered what to write this time.

“Dear WHO 1,

Nice to know danger was so easily averted, even if Brum’s precious egotook a battering. Can’t imagine Fireman Sam being such a diva, and he’s thehero next door.

YD56VHG x”

Smiling to herself, she hoped he (whoever ‘he’ was)appreciated the joke; and made her way home.

The following morning she kept a look out for the vintage carand was saddened not to see it. It wasn’t there for the next three days either.Donna could hardly keep the disappointment from her heart, but she bravelycarried on. Oh well. It was fun while it lasted.

And then on the fourth day, she got back to her car to findthis message:

“Dear YD56VHG,

Been a little delayed by the latest invasion attempt. Just shows thatyou can’t trust a garden gnome. Then again, you never could. If you ever seeone, don’t let it sneeze on you.

WHO 1 x”

“You are bonkers!” she muttered to no one in particular whenshe read it. She wasn’t going to admit out loud that he might be adorably so. Notto anyone.

At least it gave her a good excuse to write him a note. She’dmissed carrying on this surreal conversation that included harmless children’sTV characters.

“Dear WHO 1,

I never did like our garden gnome, so it shall be no effort at all toavoid it; sneeze or no sneeze. What I now need to know is – do I have to worryabout its fishing rod?

Careful, this is almost a relationship. I’ll have to give you my realname soon.  Assuming, of course, thatyou want to know. You’d need your brains testing if you do. Ignore that.Good luck with the next invasion. Hopefully it’ll be something equally smalland kickable.

YD56VHG x”

As she read the note through, she scrunched her nose up in disgust.Would he think she was a right idiot for putting that bit about her name? Atthis rate she should have been even more honest and asked for his name, hislife history and his phone number.

Already, the voice in her head, the one that also soundeddistinctly like her mother, was criticising her for being interested, and itinsisted that he would only be using her to practise his charms. Bugger off,she grumbled at it. It was only a bit of fun, after all. Nothing would come ofit.

Nevertheless, she sought out the vintage yellow car and lefther note on it.

The following morning she was completely surprised to see aman, similar to her in age, standing by her parking spot as though he waswaiting for her to arrive. Surreptitiously eyeing him up as she parked, shedidn’t think he looked too bad. A bit thin for her tastes but he had a nice face. Hewas smiling broadly at her as she climbed out of her Peugeot.

“Hello,” he cheerily greeted her.

“Hello,” she replied. “Were you waiting for me?”

“Yes. Yes I was,” he confirmed; and then gave a point towardsthe other side of the car park. “I got here early today in Bessie.”

She looked where he had indicated and saw the now familiar yellowcar. “You call it ‘Bessie’? Nice. I like it.”

“She is.” He nodded and then spouted, “Oh! I’ve forgotten mymanners. I haven’t introduced myself.”

“That’s alright. I haven’t either,” she consoled him. “I’m Donna.Donna Noble.”

“Lovely to finally meet you, Donna,” he enthused. “I’m JohnSmith but you can call me the Doctor.”

Her eyebrows shot into her hairline in shock. As if she wouldcall him something as daft as that! Not without any evidence that he actually wasa doctor; that was for sure. “And you can call me the Queen.”

To her relief, he laughed heartily at that. “How do you feelabout Barney the Dinosaur?”

“Always wanted to flatten him,” she answered honestly. “Allthat cheerfulness was highly suspicious.”

“In that case, Donna Noble,” he began to say as he held out ahand to guide her away, “I might have a proposition for you. Come with me…”

[boltxnbastard]

*sneaks out of the brush* *pokes you* *sneaks back into the brush unseen*

What!? no come back let me love you!

[basmathgirl]

OTPs

I was tagged by the hugely talented and wonderful @love-in-the-time​. Thank you! :D

Rules : Name 5 different OTPs from 5 different fandoms and tag 10 people to pass it on! Okay, I’m going to be cheeky and assume each crossover fandom counts as a separate one, because these are my true OTPs 

1. Ten/Donna (Doctor Who) - they are always my number 1  2. Peter/Donna (Fright Night/DW) 3. Benedick/Beatrice (MAAN) 4. Chris/Dorothy (Learners/Mrs Ratcliffe) 5. Aiden/Donna (The Politician’s Husband/DW)

Yep, I’m Tatennant first and foremost; in any form.

I tag: @dvandme, @some-thrilling-heroics, @noteissignedlc, @blackbetsi, @doctordeadwizard, @24601error-prisonernotfound, @nannyogg123, @anothertypicaldork, @timelordwithoutfear and @jan-from-gallifrey

(if you’d rather do brOTPs, that’s fine with me)