#heylookafez

[claraosiwald-archive]

@heylookafez.

                   ❝    —————  I’ll explain later but  right now,  we really need to  MOVE.    ❞

[youwiththefxce-blog]

heylookafez:

“Well I’ve got that kind of face, ‘aven’t I?

         You know, the ones that you just.. trust?”

“Yeah, but… like Rita said, you… you could be a trick. This hotel plays tricks all the time.”

[katiethearcher-blog]

@heylookafez, @arquiitenens, @hellfiire, @menxlikexme, @pourvenin

        “You should know NOT to sneak up on me by now. 

[alwaysxlate-archive]

@heylookafez​ ( STARTER CALL )

   ❝How did you get in here--?❞ Eyes squinting as he came across the man    in tweed. Mentally cursing himself for not fixing the security measures again    ( even if he was sure they were fixed. )  ❝Cause uh-- you shouldn’t of been     able too. ❞  And if he still knew people could he wouldn’t of ran into the main    computer room thinking no one was there.

[impossibleandbossy-archived-blog]

Lightning (Helloo! You can ignore this if you want :P)

( &; meme - not accepting )

Lightning: Your muse has been wanting contact with my muse all day. They finally get it–during their fifteen minute break at work.

Finally half way through her work shift, she finally caught a break. Fifteen minutes, but any time to relax after the hellish morning she’d had was more than welcomed. Her phone buzzed on her desk as she reached for her phone, seeing the text and the recipient, a smile curled it ways onto her lips. She began typing away at her keyboard. But deleted her text messages as soon as she started typing. Another half an hour had passed before she finally had her break. Scooting her chair back, she got up from her desk and headed to the break room to find it not empty. A smile curled at her lips seeing the face she’d been wanting to see all day. Walking up to him, she wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed him. “Missed you today. What a coincidence we have the same break time.” She said with a cheeky grin as she pulled away from him.

[impossibleoswld-blog]

✉ - heyyoo :) -

SEND A ✉ AND I WILL GENERATE A NUMBER (1-65) FOR A TEXT MESSAGE FROM MY MUSE TO YOURS.

Number Generated: 16

[Text]:  Good morning.

[moriiartycode-blog]

@heylookafez

♚|| Moriarty wasn’t all that concerned how a blue box had found it’s way into his hideout. Simple things like that happened all the time. No, he wa- sn’t concerned about it’s appearance, he was concerned over the fact no one could tell him a thing about it. Not where it had come from, not how it had gotten there, not to whom it belonged. He wasn’t worried about it, but the message that it held.

Sitting in that room, alone, tea in hand, he stared at it. Hardly anyone cou- ld fit in it. The dimensions were much too small, and an outline would show on the windows. However, this Police Box would have been through a lot, not at all properly cared for. A museum piece, perhaps. Was this Sherlock’s way of playing a game? Getting even? No, not even he was that stupid to do that.

Getting up from his chair, he walked, carefully, into the other room. Boredom was seeping into his mind again, and he would do anything to pacify it. 

[undermyprotectxon]

Adventure Time! || Closed

“Doctor!” Megan called through the TARDIS halls, meandering to the console room, her leather jacket tossed over one shoulder, her sword held in her other hand. “Where did we land? The ‘ol girl caught my attention in the library, said it was somewhere cool.”

She tossed her jacket over the railing and belted her sword around her waist. “Please tell me it’s not a planet of fish fingers, and somewhere that’s actually cool.”