#trustthedoctors

[leilahlongheart]

*Kisses cheek* Pass this onto the next 10 people on your dash for their reaction!

"Uh...Hahhhaaaa....excuse me?"

[askcosplaysniper]

Mundy, do you know who christian brutal sniper is? Has he stopped to visit ya?

Who? Never heard of 'em. Why? You lookin' for 'em?

[thisismyhostage]

+5 need an answer.

             ” ——— Well, as interesting as I’m sure this is, we have more to do than gossip about what I did on my little holiday. Unless, of course, you want to know about the weather in Serbia?”

[gonebutnotaway]

{+1}

"Come on man! That was my cookie!"

[childrenofrosetyler]

War of The Role Players Fic, from this. If I tagged you, go to the link and read up. 

The Fic

“Amanda.” Becca said, trying to achieve an air of authority, but failing. “Becca, what do you want? You’re on the wrong side, what’s stopping me from killing you now?” Amanda snarled, taking out her gun slowly and aiming for Becca’s head.

“Please, don’t do this. You don’t have to. I’ll surrender, no fighting. Amanda, remember I created you. I can make you do what I want. I don’t like to. I try to give you independence. When you don’t want to, I stop.” Becca tried to convince her.

“I will not be used in your silly games. Your role plays. You laughed at me when I fell. You found joy in making my darker sides, the other me’s.” Amanda growled, she wasn't an easy one to convince.

“I also cried with you. Amanda, you’re my child. Your other sides were going to happen.” Becca tried to keep a level head but it was hard.

“You are not my parent. Rose Tyler and John Smith are my parents. You mean nothing to me.” Amanda spat out each word.

Becca snapped. She was done with this. If she could create worlds, she could also bend them. She made it look like she went left and backed away. Really, she ran forward and took Amanda’s gun, pinching that weak spot on her lower left arm. Amanda stumbled back, hitting at thin air.

Becca smiled then pinned her down. “Now, stop this right now. I’m trying not to hurt you, but I could if I wanted to. Just stop.” She says gently. Amanda nodded, but as soon as they were alone again, she would kill Becca. Becca knew this though, so they weren't alone without Amanda having handcuffs on. 

[thisismyhostage]

DEDUCE ME

Put ‘DEDUCE ME’ in my ask, and my muse will do just that.

"You’re a soldier. You haven’t just seen war — you’ve lived it. But you try to forget the battlefield, and, for a time you succeeded. Yet the past has a habit of returning, and more often than not, with a vengeance; you’ll never forgive yourself for what you did, whatever it was. You’re a traveller, but you’ve never visited Greenland. Or Istanbul, although, I can’t exactly blame you. You have no immediate family, obviously, and, as every man of tragedy does, you try to keep your distance from others. Your body language, your speech patterns… It’s obvious, yet brilliant, because you… You appear so confident, yet you’re a puzzle, a prodigy; nobody really knows you. And nobody ever really will. Now — am I correct?”

[thisismyhostage]

I love you

Send me ‘I love you’ to see how my muse reacts.

                 ” ——— Love? Oh, really, I’m flattered by the notion, but — ah —, I’m afraid I’m simply… Not interested.”