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WITHABOX LIKED THIS FOR A STARTER

“So, can you help me, Doc?” He wouldn’t admit it out loud, but behind his back, he’s crossed his fingers; they’re starting to hurt with the intensity they’re pressed together. “I mean, it’s a long shot and err...I know you’re probably very busy ––”

#withabox #well #verse: searching for my mother #*cries*

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heather, you own my heart for your beautiful writing and putting up with me!!!! ILY

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❝ i have BEEN shot before - you know. ❞ the eyebrow of the agent raised as she WATCHED the man in front of her. it wasn’t like it was the first time a BULLET had left its mark on her skin. it wasn’t the FIRST time a bullet had made its way into her leg. just missing her knee. she didn’t see what all the fuss was about. wasn’t like it HURT. she had been through worse pain BEFORE. this didn’t even reach the top ten list. ❝ got shot in the shoulder DURING the war. HYDRA weapon. something none of us have never seen before. got me right in the shoulder. left two marks, a couple of inches AWAY from each other. ❞

#withabox #v.┊VERSE. i know who i'd want by my side.#vi.┊THREAD. withabox 002.

❝ There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me. ❞

( meme ); accepting

❛ I JUST NEED to know one thing. can i TRUST you? ❜

#withabox #ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛʀᴀɴsᴍɪssɪᴏɴs; ( answered )

( @withabox┊liked ( ❤ ) for a starter )

“ i thought you were adorable, now i think you’re annoying. do you always ramble on like that? “

#withabox #( it's only a matter of time )#( before she enjoys havin him around )#( mostly bc i love the doctor tbh )#( and he's just so )#( HAPPY )#( and nice )

☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .

send one for my muse’s reaction.

THE AIR IS HEAVY WITH dread; the cold feeling of denial has seeped its way into her bones and wrapped its insidious arms around her limbs, constricting her movements only to small, subtle motions. He’s SCARED, she thinks, and that makes her scared, too. But he’s trying to be brave, so how can she do any less? A decision had been made, a horrible decision, and she had even given a word of support for the idea, not knowing what else to say or how to counter it with anything other than illogical arguments. And the fact that she’d be by his side the entire time is little consolation in the face of what he is about to do. The Chameleon Circuit wraps around his head like macabre sort of crown and he’s about to initiate the process. She whispers a few last minute encouragements, a gentle caress of his cheek, and then it begins. His screams cut through her mind like razors and she cringes, not wanting to watch but not being able to look away - her fingers are itching to make it stop, but it grows louder and louder and the sound is wringing all the blood from her hearts until ——

The first thing that brings her back to herself are his hands, blissfully cool against the heat of her cheeks. He’s gently shaking her head, pushing wayward curls back from her forehead, trying to wake her up. ‘Mellie, Mellie,’ his voice pleading quietly with her to wake up, ‘It was only a dream. You’re fine. You’re safe.’ After a few more seconds of this, she begins to calm down, her eyes adjusting to the relative darkness of their room. Sheets are twisted around her and now being pulled softly away from her limbs by her husband as he continues to shush her, smoothing down her hair as she sits up, drawing her knees to her chest and doing anything not to look him in the eye. Because if she looks him in the eye, she’ll see a dear face that believes a lie, a lie that she’d helped fabricate. For his safety, for the safety of the universe, she tries to remind herself, but that doesn’t make it easier. It doesn’t make it any less painful.

After her heartbeats calm, she decides she must risk a sideways glance, if only to reassure him. She smiles weakly, making eye contact for a fleeting moment, then leaning over to give him a soft kiss on the lips. Then her head falls to the space above his heart ( his single, human heart ), and rests upon a cushion of curls as she listens to the rhythmic heartbeat. His arms wrap around her and he lowers the pair of them back down so that she lays as close to him as she can possibly be, pretending everything’s alright, pretending to promise herself that this is the only way to keep him safe.

#withabox #( &. v. got a problem with archaeologists? )#( &. pov. running with the doctor. )#( &. arc. is your heart far away or with mine beating? )#idek what this is bUT every excuse to write in the fobwatched arc i will take #anD i'm fine this is fine

fire agate:if my muse is brave or cowardly

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fire agate: if my muse is brave or cowardly

liz is honestly so brave. brave to the point where she doesn’t even consider it so in her own eyes. she’s just being herself, doing the things she wants or things that are necessary with usually no prick of fear. her bravery goes hand in hand with her confidence, and the pair together is what gives her the power to get things done.

#withabox #* HEADCANON.#[ thank u bab uwu ]#answered

➑ a goodbye letter

SEND ME A ✐ AND MY CHARACTER WILL WRITE YOURS…

Doctor,

When you get this, I’ll be gone. The TARDIS strangely, wouldn’t let me out of the door, but I’m out now and atleast I got to leave you this letter. I wish I could explain you this in person. I wish that it was more than a petty letter. More than just a scrap of lined paper from my rucksack. The fact is, I’ve not been well. Silly really, you become a totally different face when you go, but we humans only have one life. That must be so hard for you to watch. It’s why I have to go you see. I have to go so you don’t see what I know will eventually kill me.

But I want you to know Doc I have loved being with you on the TARDIS. Every adventure, every monster, every death defying escape. I was scared, I was anxious but you showed me something that Earth hadn’t been able to show me.You taught me true compassion Doc. You taught me that people do stay and do fight for you. That you can trust others. That was the greatest thing anyone could have done for me. I thought that my dreams were to be in space and time with you when I was growing up, but it was all cover. I wanted a friend, a real friend. You gave me that I can never repay you for it.

Maybe, if this sickness doesn’t well, doesn’t get rid of me I will see you again. Maybe when I’m old and grey. Maybe not.

Please keep safe Doctor. Or atleast as safe as you can. You are one of the best things in the Universe, whether you believe it or not.

From Your Friend From Earth, Henry

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