#lordofkillerindecencies

[doctorofasskicking]

What had begun as playful banter had erupted into a pillow fight that filled the air with laughter and feathers. Laughing, D tackled the woman to the bed, arms wrapping around her and face tucking into the comfort of her body. Catching his breath, his laughter faded along with his smile as he tightened his hold and let his face rest above her bosom as his smile faded. He never wanted to move...

Helen couldn't remember the last time she'd laughed so hard. She sighed contentedly when he tucked himself into her, leaning down to press a kiss to his head. "Thank you," she murmured, "I...rather enjoyed that."

[samantha--carter]

(text) Hey Sam...I have a question (that-familiar-satisfaction)

[Text] Okay, good for you.

[Text] Would you like to ask your question?

[samantha--carter]

Once you get this you must share 5 random facts about yourself, then pass this on to your 10 favorite followers.♥ (that-familiar-satisfaction)

Oh boy, who am I? 

1) Well, color guard was my life for about four years and my little twisted heart still sings when I see an amazingly done move. If you don’t know what that is, here you go, and I’ll warn you it’s slightly religious, but an amazing group of performers at world championships (they may have won) and I can do most of those moves. Especially the tosses, I love the tosses. Oh, and one of my instructors is in that year and the group is really close to where I live and I aspire to be good enough to compete with them.

2) The house I live in was build by the founder of Asbury college.

3) I just completed my first semester in college.

4) I play a load of different instruments, even though I couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket.

5) I’m currently working toward a degree in legal studies and from there, I’d like to go to a really good law school up north.

[timefought-a]

Umbrella (thepriceofonesdesires)

;; thepriceofonesdesires

   Charlie stumbled slightly. She was rather uncoordinated on those tall wedge heels. She stretched her arm up to tuck the Master under the umbrella she was holding. It meant she was getting soaked now, but it didn't seem to matter.

         "--don't be such a sad sack. C'mon, keep yourself dry."

[timefought-a]

♚

Charlie looked down at Theta, his head resting on her shoulder, fast asleep. It had been a bad day for them both. Slowly, she dragged the blanket from the top of the couch down and laid it out across him, wrapping her arms around him protectively and kissing his head.

"I love you," she whispered, although she knew he couldn't.

[crimson44-blog]

Scottish fencing...how I would act with lord-of-killer-indencies if we got in a fight

[gallifreyanromana]

& ( *throws in mailbox and runs away* - runningallmylife mun

& - Why I chose my character 

When I first created this blog, it was a Tumblr version of an OC I created five years ago. I used her on Facebook and she bounced between numerous fandoms - but then that all died out. I wanted to give her a Doctor Who story, then that fuzzed - so Romana was born. To be completely honest, making her President was a mistake. I used a name generator, not thinking the name was in the show - and went with it. The rest came together afterwards. 

( - My opnion of you

I think you’re absolutely fantastic. I love the AU Doctor you created, she’s wonderful! And though our thread is in the early stages, I’m already loving it. 

[xnovissimus]

Dead Man Walking//Open

The TARDIS was unhappy again. She’d kicked him out. They hadn’t even had an argument! The Doctor had no luck, even with women who weren’t really women in that sort of sense. He wasn’t even sure where he was. He was standing on a street corner. It was evening. Given the general noise, he was in a city. It was probably a Friday or Saturday night, since there seemed to be a reserve drunken level in the people around him.

He wasn’t looking very well. Bright lights hurt his head. He hadn’t shaven his face in a few days. If it wasn’t for the fact his clothes were clean and pressed, he would have looked homeless. Also, homeless people are not known to wear bowties.

At last, he managed to turn and grab the sleeve of someone who walked past him.

“Excuse me,” he murmured. “Could you tell me where I am?”