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💙 - spideyxgwen

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Considering what they’re doing. I think we’re past that. xD

[thedoctornumber11]

👌 (Well she wouldn't say no) - Spideyxgwen

@spideyxgwen

“So that’s why you were talking about nipple clamps?”

[wxbsofhxnor]

(///д///) ~ Spideyxgwen

@spideyxgwen

Peter raised a brow towards her for a moment or two in response to what had happened. “I know we Spider-Folk are klutzes, but was this ACTUALLY an accident?” 

[thedoctornumber11]

✨💛 This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's sweet to know someone thinks you're amazing inside and outside 💛✨

Right back at you fam! 

[thedoctornumber11]

oswaldsorbit {for the URL meme}

My Opinion on;

Character in general: I love Clara.  Clara is great.  I don’t know much about the OCs.  They seem cool but I prefer to stick to interacting with one muse per multi blog.How they play them: Really wellThe Mun: Seems nice enough.

Do I:

RP with them:  YesWant to RP with them:   Yes

What is my;

Overall Opinion: A great RP blog to go follow and interact with!

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

[thedoctornumber11]

“How romantic…”

“I can be sometimes,” he told her as he finished setting the table.  He had taken them to old Italy, a candle light dinner that he had set up himself.  “This particular place is very special,” he told her as he lit the candle and pulled out the chair for her.  “This is the exact location where pizza was first invented, just a month or two ago and it’s become quite popular since then.”

[thedoctornumber11]

“How many planets are in this system?”

“I’m not sure,” the Doctor told Clara as he looked out towards the stars, “But I’d say quite a few.  I’ve been to at least twenty or thirty of them and I know I haven’t been to all of them.”

[endersgcme-archive-blog]

Ender and Miss Oswald

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​Every morning, Ender’s older brother Pete, and his older sister Valentine, went to school. Her father went to work selling used cars for unfair prices and his mother went shopping.

Ender was left alone. That was how he liked it. By the time he was four, he had read every book in the house. He even managed to walk the four blocks to the library and read everything in the children’s section. He got himself a library card and began to read avidly.

So Ender’s strong, young mind continued to grow, nurtured by the voices of all those authors who had sent their books out into the world, like ships onto the sea. These books gave Ender a hopeful and comforting message; you are not alone.

Sometimes Ender longed for a friend, someone like the kind, courageous people in his books. It occurred to him that like talking dragons and princesses with hair long enough to climb, such people might exist only in storybooks. And that in the real world, older brothers were only sources of hurt and pain rather than loving and kind like in his books.

Finally, almost a month late, Ender was enrolled in school too. A different one than his siblings. His first day was interesting and he adored his teacher. Having read so many books, he knew the answer to what was supposed to be a ridiculous math question.

“4, 927.” He answered. Everyone stared. “I think that’s the answer. 13 times 379. Four nine two seven.” Ender swallowed hard, conscious of everyone’s eyes on him.