#venturousheart

[notchairforce]

    ❝ mm, you did this on purpose, didn’t you? ❞ carol grins slowly, eyes drifting up to the mistletoe hanging over their heads. not that she’s complaining. she reaches up to cup a hand against clara’s jaw as she tips her head down, capturing her lips in a kiss.

@venturousheart​  || liked for a starter  

[heroscarred]

@venturousheart​ liked for a starter

He’s scared. It seems he is more of a weapon than even he knew. So as soon as he had the strength to do so he ran. Sarah Jane is for sure worried about him but he doesn’t want to hurt anyone. Luke didn’t ask to be made. He just IS what he is. He has a mind capable of nearly bringing the moon crashing into earth and it terrifies him. So, so much. The rain has almost soaked him through as he huddles under a bus shelter trying to work out where he could go to keep everyone safe.

[crimsonsunsets]

❝  If  we  both  stick  to  the  story,  they  can't  prove  anything.  ❞

@venturousheart asked: 💬 (for Steve)

[betterdcyz]

@venturousheart​ sent in:   ❛ i am this close away from strangling you. ❜ (for Eleven)  ( acceptng! ) 

      Gasp.  “——wh-what did I do noooooow?!” 

[cwpanaid]

      He paid for both of their coffees from the nearest food truck, softly thanking the person before turning to offer it to her.  “Do you want to talk about it?” 

@venturousheart​ / starter call. 

[storytelers-arc]

“Mr Goose!” the exclamation comes a second too late, the goose has set his sights on a target and only a miracle will stop from attacking the poor girl. “Climb on the tree! Hurry!” she yells over the flapping wings and honking sound. “He cannot fly!”

@venturousheart • starter call​

[at-kuipher]

like  for  something  cute.     ( still  accepting! )     @venturousheart.

always  happy  to  see  the  other,      no  matter  the  circumstances.      a  brilliant  smile  sweeping  over  lips  as  arms  curl  around  brunette.    “   clara!     what  a  lovely  surprise!   ”

[psykicks]

Musical Starters // And She Was

“Wait wait wait-- why is there a TARDIS in my Warehouse?” The man was short, rotund, and most definitely in charge here from the way he spoke.

“I thought we had an agreement with the Doctor: No landing in or near a Warehouse facility. It messes with the artifacts.” 

This statement seemed to prove true as a ball of electricity formed in a nearby aisle and shot towards the man’s head. He ducked, almost without looking, and glared after it. 

“Who’s driving? You?” He turned his glare onto Clara. “Are you the Doctor now? Last I heard they were a lot more gray at the temples.” 

@venturousheart​