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send ✶ for a bust sketch of your muse ( mutuals only please )
Plots pls
send me “plots please” … and I’ll respond with 3 interesting plots / relationships / connections I can think of for our muses!
❀ || 1. displaced in time
something goes wrong. maybe it's an artifact, maybe it's an error with a ship, maybe it's just wacky science. but give me 'we're in the wrong era and we need to subtly fit in until we work out a way to get home'. bonding over being stuck together, various struggles of trying to not mess any history up.
❀ || 2. professors
colleagues trying to work each other out. maybe river is just there trying to get her hands on an artifact that's being studied / held at the university, maybe maeve's just wrong place wrong time. just going from 'I'm getting on with you as part of my cover' to 'sorry I accidentally dragged you into this, but it's fun, right?'
❀ || 3. memory loss
something goes wrong and one of them lose their memories of... well, everything. the other has to help them get them back but can't push it too far for whatever reason. just that familiar yet unfamiliar 'you don't know me but I know you'.
love
"i'll take it."
for an urgent starter . // for 11?
starter call 2.0. ( accepting )
It was clear as day that they had it under control, if the day itself was clouded and a chance of a storm was about to come their way, then that would be the Doctor's perfect definition of control. Which is quite the lie that is often told between individuals, most importantly, between companions. They were running around the console of the TARDIS. Flicking switches. Pressing buttons. Fidgeting with doodahs and doodads alike.
Then came a noise, a series of beeps; loud and obnoxious. Then came the series of lights. Mostly tones of red as they flash now and again.
The eleventh doctor stood there. "Don't worry. I think that's a good sound! Is it a good sound? It sounds like a good sound!" Then the TARDIS threw itself off course. So definitely not a good sound. Not even a great one.
"Nope, not a good sound, the opposite of a good sound, I don't like the opposite when it comes to sounds like that! River! Honey! We got a bit of a problem!"
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"still mad i wasn't at his wedding."
in a perfect world, she would have been. she knows he's been married more than once, but she didn't get to go to a single one of them. it seems it should be her right.
"because i should have been. and i should have given a speech."
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"the weather ain't been bad if you're into masochistic bullshit." it's true. she could use some sun. it's cold, and gray, and she thinks the last time she saw the sun she was another person entirely.