#notimpossibleanymore

[kingofneverlxnd-blog]

heh sorry if i sound creepy but ★ ★ ★ ★ ★

Send me a ‘★’ if you actually like my blog. Takes a second, means a lot.

  [You´re like not creepy at all?? mygosh, thank you so much darling! I´m really happy that you like this blog! ;u;

[dream-shade]

/omg your blog is awesome. hehe peter is my favorite ouat character by far and your portrayal of him is amazing.. <3

[friendlyxneighbor]

School Days;

 {❇}— High school had always been a trivial thing for Peter. If he wasn't            being hounded with vicious assignments, he was equally being            dogged by the bullies that roamed the hallways of Midtown High.            Each day he would hear nothing but insults directed at him and            only him, singling him out as if he w as nothing more than a shirt            upon a line! Peter tried to act as if it didn't bother him, and most            of the times it truly didn't. As long as he kept his head held high,            he found that he could easily wriggle through and pass by            without much trouble. 

           However, if it's one thing that he or his powers couldn't prepare            him for, it was actually making interaction with some of these            individuals. Unfortunately for him, that was a deficit that he'd have            to struggle to overcome today. Peter was without a pencil, even            though he was sure that one was upon him the moment he left            the house. As a result, there was only one thing that Parker was            left to do.        

           Allowing a sigh to escape his paper-thin lips, Peter awkwardly            shuffled to the female that his eyes had spotted for only a            moment. Flashing a wry smile, the teenanger began to leisurely            churn out some words to the best of his abilities. "So. I'm kinda-            sorta without a pencil and I really need one. You, uh, don't            happen to have a spare do you, uh... " His sentence fell flat,            splattering against the figurative floor of blankness.

           Peter didn't know her name.

          All he knew was that she really had the appearance of a Susan.

[ultimategingearchive-blog]

space girlfriends | notimpossibleanymore

Things had changed ever since the Doctor found the real Clara Oswald, the original one. The other woman traveled with them on Wednesday's and sometimes those Wednesday's turned into longer days. Amy stayed with the Doctor, mostly. Sometimes she went back home. Whenever Clara moved out of the Maitlaid's, she'd started staying with her more, they both traveled with the Doctor on Wednesday's now. Amy was working as a journalist, but she missed her longer adventures with her raggedy man.

Speaking of, he'd be picking them up soon. Amy was leaning against the doorway as she waited for Clara to finish getting ready. "You know, it wouldn't hurt to travel with him more. You know what he's like when he's alone." Sometimes the time lord was quiet when ever he picked him up and that bothered her. It made her feel guilty that she was spending more time with the other woman rather than him. "We could do with a vacation. Maybe he'll take us somewhere that isn't dangerous."

When she heard the familiar whirring of the TARDIS, Amy went over to the window and peered out of it. There he was and he noticed her. The Doctor waved and she waved back. "Come on Oswald. Adventure awaits."