Feb 2, 2014
"Pressie, stay still, please?"
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"Pressie, stay still, please?"
number 19 for the meme thing cause why the fuck not 19s a cool number
without looking, put a number between 1-42 in my ask box! [grab bag edition]
My muse is the next Doctor, and yours is their companion.——-
"Auughh!" Mason exclaimed, feeling the regeneration energy coursing through his body quickly. He looked over to Preston, his companion, and grinned wide. "Look at me! Quick! Tell me what I look like! Hair, eyes, nose, chin, teeth, tell me all, Preston!” He grinned wide, spinning around in his old clothes. Still with the tweed and the bow tie and all that. Even the fez atop his curly, curly hair. “What d’ya think? Don’t I look absolutely amazing?”
"Pressie, I'm horny."
"Preston get your ass over here."
Haunted House|| Preston and Harry
Harry was walking down the dark and eerie hallway and he was just scared out of his mind. He had no idea where he was and he turned the corner quickly when he heard a creepy noise. "H-hello?" Harry said in a shaky voice hoping there was someone else there he could be with.
someone tagged me in something and i dont know what
M!A: Preston Who? || Preston and Mason
Mason sat at the cash register in the bakery, sighing heavily as he looked back through his notebook. Ever since he woke up that morning he could only think of one thing. Preston. But he didn't know who this 'Preston' was so he just kept thinking of the name. Over and over. Preston kept showing up in his mind. It infuriated him. He just wanted to either figure out or get the stupid name out of his head for good. He had been writing it all morning in his classes. Only that. No notes on the lessons just... Preston. And in so many different stylings. He stared at the notebook intently and sighed heavily once more. "Who are you?" He murmured under his breath.
M!A: Mason can't remember anything about Preston for four days
"I-I— What?! Th-That’s not fair!"
*Poof!*
"Uh… Who’s Preston?"