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last night i went to look up and see what google images had in the way of thirteensimm and instantly recognized your beautiful art at the top of the results, you are wonderfully talented
//Oh my gosh really? :OOOOOO Ah thank you! What a wonderful thing to hear! Also, thank you so much for the compliment!!!! <3
I’m really totally shocked to hear that o_o I had no idea enough people even looked at my stuff, lol!
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Rose chewed her bottom lip as she nervously waited for her neighbor to open his door. She really wasn’t even sure if he had heard the knock. It was a bit weak, but that could be blamed on the squirming felines that were under each arm.
“Gidget, stop it.” She commanded, bouncing the animal a bit to get a better grip on him. She silently cursed herself for not being able to find what she did with her cat carriers. She hated moving.
“John?” She attempted to knock again, ignoring the angry protest coming at her in the form of frantic meows.
“You know, this is the third planet we visited this week that was celebrating Christimas. I think she is trying to tell us something.”
[ CHRISTMAS THEMED STARTER CALL II @wearethelasttwo ]
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The thing that has been at the absolute top of my wishlist since the fiftieth anniversary is a thread with Ten, Eleven and Simm!Master, honestly I feel as though trying to get through to one Doctor is hard enough try dealing with two. XD Poor Simmy.
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“Your pants. There aren’t any.”
An obvious statement, really, given the situation. But when he had kicked the door down, he simply hadn’t expected it.
Rose sat on the lid of the toilet, her eyes glued to the small white stick on the bathroom counter. Her heart was racing, and her stomach threatened to discard the breakfast she had eaten that morning. She couldn’t remember the last time her nerves had been wound this tight.
“Come on.” She murmured, glancing at the timer. One minute left before it was safe to look at the results.
She placed her elbow on the counter, resting her head in her hand and she took a deep breath. Surely John would be excited right? No, they hadn’t planned on something like this happening, but he always enjoyed chatting with the neighborhood kids when he and Rose would go for walks. Surely he wouldn’t mind one of his own...
The timer rang out, causing Rose to jump. She stood up, reaching out a shaky hand to pick up the small test. Two pink lines shown up at her. She was pregnant.
“Great.” She sighed as a new wave of nervousness washed over her. She opened the bathroom door, taking deep breaths as she walked from their bedroom to the living room. She chewed her lip nervously as her eyes fell on John sitting on the couch, reading.
“I need to talk to you.” She said, timidly going to stand in front of him. She held out the test, letting it show him the results since she couldn’t bring herself to say it out loud.
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“-- Don’t look at me like that.”
He grunted, and tried to shift so he could actually asses the damage, though really only wound up leaning into the Doctor further.
“I’m not dying. You’re giving me that don’t-die-look that you had on your face the last time this happened. And with Rory.” he was talking mostly to distract himself, finally reaching down to try and put some pressure on the wound, his hand coming back coated in blood.
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