#tcrdisary

[ohbrilliiant]

@tcrdisary // sc.

     “...I’m not sure what happened, but all I can think about is buying a new purple sofa before anyone manages to see what I spilled all over this one.”

[caomhnighean]

@tcrdisary​. call.

     ‘ Would you say you impress as easily as a small child? I’m only asking ’cause I’m trying to learn a magic trick for my friend’s kid and --- well, she’s an extremely tough critic. ’ 

[itsjustkind]

@tcrdisary | continued from here

there’s a shrug of the shoulders and bill is sinking further into the office chair, feet tucked in against the back of her legs. couldn’t just make them leave, could she? was their office, anyway. fingers that are intertwined loosen, and she’s tilting her head in the doc’s direction. “could use a hug, but I know that ain’t really your things.”

“Not my thing, no, but that doesn’t mean I won’t hug you.” He’s not sure what’s wrong, or how exactly he can fix it, but if Bill Potts wants a hug, she can have one. He holds out his arms --- as ever, slightly awkward --- and takes a tiny step closer to her. Waiting.

“Is this something I can help you with? Whatever’s making you... upset?”

[mumtyler]

@tcrdisary     /     sc .

          ❛      you   don’t   see   it   much   nowadays .      neighbours   getting   along .      ❜      jackie   stands   with   her   arms   folded ,    head   quirked ,    a   quiet      superiority      settled   on   her   shoulders .      she   gets   along   with   her   neighbours .     well ,    most   of   them .

[imjustanauthor]

@tcrdisary continued from [x]

“John…that’s one of your own bloody books!”

“But it’s wrong! This isn’t- Have you been editing my books?”

[caomhnighean]

@tcrdisary. call.

     ‘ I thought you said there was only one of them? ’ Faith takes a step back. As strange as it still feels to her, she can’t say this is the first time she’s ever met an alien --- it is, however, the first one that seems to want to kill her. ‘ What are we meant to do if there’s two? ’ 

[destinybittenarchive]

@tcrdisary​ wanted a starter from Yennefer. 

“What do you want?” Yennefer asks, barely looking up from the book she’s reading. Though she notices something in her quick glance that makes her want to look further. With a small sigh, she puts her book down. “And what are you wearing?” 

[ohbrilliiant]

“Do you think I have a concussion?”

‘something’s wrong’ sentence starters // accepting! 

     “No! Well—possibly…maybe—just a little one? Keep pressing the ice to your head and you’ll be just fine.” The Doctor comes over, examining the little lump on Bill’s forehead before she holds her hand up to her face. “How many fingers?”