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okay so his bio is finished and i also have a little starter call and a meme you can send in so . . . lets do some things.
man i’d kill for people to be soft with me jim rn ://////////////
shegun.
lips form into a pout as her eyebrows come to pinch together as she watches him begin to fiddle with his phone - texting someone. she finds herself leaning away slightly as she holds her own drink, the arms on her sweater coming to cover her hands as she does so. “ we don’t have to . . . y’know what, it’s fine. we’ll just watch a movie. ” she declares as she leans forward to set her drink down. she knew it was a stretch, but now she had a feeling of disappointment settling in her stomach. her eyes refused to glance to him as she flipped through her list on netflix.
she’s backtracking, and for the first time in a long time, he feels guilt. perhaps he was too harsh, or too distant. but a need to change hit him a little harder than he thought it would. a moments pause before he’s putting phone away, small sigh leaving lips before he’s pulling her a little closer. “ i wanna watch a series, idiot. just didn’t expect you to want to. ” a lie. such a lie. but somehow, lying seemed better than letting her be sad.
shesurvivs.
ahh, there it was - the moment she knew would come sooner or later. the moment he would begin to stir & wake from his slumber. she wears a small smile as he pulls himself closer, a feeling of butterflies swarming in her chest from the small action. it was so simple but she loved every moment of it. “ morning. ” she responds with a sweet voice, her fingertips still running through his hair, fingernails giving a gentle scratch to his scalp. “ how did you sleep? ”
. . .
still somewhat asleep, but aware enough to note how nice this was. it’d been a long time since he’d let himself be this comfortable around someone. and yet, mind isn’t telling him to get out as it normally did. relaxing fingers through mess of dark curls doesn’t send alarm bells ringing, and gentle sigh of contentment moves passed lips. “ good, yeah. it was a long day. ” eyes fluttered closed, nuzzling into her side. “ you? ”
shesurvivs.
she wished this moment would last forever, fingertips pushing through his hair that had grown messy overnight. she’d pulled her knees up to her chest where she was rested her head upon them, sheets coming between her skin where it was held in place. her eyes traced over his features, her touch was gentle on him - she didn’t want to disturb him, though she knew he’d wake eventually & leave. he always did, she dared to try & convince him to stay at times, insisting that she’d make breakfast for them but he always denied. much to her disappointment.
. . .
he was never one to stay. but yesterday had been a particularly difficult day, and once asleep he stayed so soundly. gentle hum of the morning usually saw him swiftly exiting, but the man somehow managed to stay in the lull of sleep for longer than expected. stirring, man lets one eye crack open before gentle sigh leaves lips, led on his stomach, letting arm move over her lap to pull himself closer. “ morning. ”
shesurvivs.
she’d grown used to the company he provided - she enjoyed him being there quite a lot. she made sure that her door was always open for him, there was never a time that she would turn him away. feet tucked underneath her as she sat on her sofa, comfortable, her eyes watching him come back around to sit next to her. she almost leans on him & she does a little bit, but she still leaves some distance there - unsure of the reaction she’d get if she did that. “ i wanted to ask you that, you’re here so often . . . what if we started a little series together? ” it’s new territory & it leaves her feeling a little nervous. “ if you want to, of course. ”
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slightly overwhelmed and put on the spot, he looks like a deer in headlights for a moment. then composure comes over him and head nods, bringing bottle to his lips. “ yeah, sure. ” and although tone may sound convincing, he’s now battling a racing mind. bottle is put down and phone is pulled out of his pocket, texting away one handed as he tried to distract himself. “ what kind of series did you have in mind? ”
&. @shesurvivs › 𝚂𝙾𝙵𝚃 𝚃𝙸𝙼𝙴𝚂 .
he’d found himself coming here far more often than planned. man finished missions and rushed back to spend the night all too often. not sure what has come over the man, but some affection sits at pit of stomach that he refuses to acknowledge. beer is opened as he moves to sit beside her on sofa, arm resting along the back of cushions behind her. “ so, what are we watching? ”
jim wants someone to hold him and play with his hair and honestly, same.
grlwaitd.
eyes⠀ shift ⠀from⠀feet ⠀to ⠀the ⠀man ⠀opposite, ⠀a ⠀slight ⠀smile ⠀is ⠀plastered ⠀upon ⠀her ⠀warm, ⠀freckled ⠀face. ⠀❝ ⠀nah, ⠀not ⠀my ⠀time ⠀lord. ⠀❞ ⠀amy ⠀trusts ⠀the ⠀doctor, ⠀she ⠀knows ⠀he ⠀would ⠀never ⠀forget⠀her. ⠀not ⠀after ⠀all ⠀that ⠀has ⠀happened, ⠀at ⠀least. ⠀not ⠀after ⠀twelve ⠀years. ⠀she ⠀trusts ⠀him ⠀endlessly. ⠀though, ⠀the ⠀presence ⠀of ⠀a ⠀mysterious ⠀young ⠀man ⠀ intrigued ⠀her, ⠀the ⠀doctor ⠀taught ⠀her ⠀not ⠀to ⠀get ⠀distracted and ⠀to ⠀never ⠀rust ⠀ anyone ⠀right ⠀ away. ⠀again, ⠀her ⠀gaze ⠀transfers ⠀to⠀the⠀mans⠀tie⠀ very⠀quickly⠀then⠀back⠀up⠀to⠀ his⠀face.⠀❝ ⠀ how ⠀ do ⠀ you ⠀ know ⠀ anything ⠀ about ⠀ the ⠀ doctor ⠀ ? ⠀ ⠀ ❞
not hers. she says that, but she doesn’t know them. not like he did. the lords of time were ignorant and arrogant. he knew all too well the destruction they brought along wherever they went, thinking their self given name warranted them the respect of the lords they could never equate to. “ i don’t know of any doctor. i didn’t believe time lords could ever care enough to warrant that profession. ” said so nonchalant, without care himself. perhaps because he had very little time for the lords.
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[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention [ sleep ] for your muse to wake mine [ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket [ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc. [ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning [ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair [ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair [ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine [ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room [ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer [ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger [ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s [ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying [ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food [ hit ] for your muse to attack mine [ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance [ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine [ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap [ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring [ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually [ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support [ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm [ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand [ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did [ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine [ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down [ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away [ dream ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare [ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation [ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine [ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger [ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine [ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
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rory’s not sure how this guy got past the reception ——- but, you know what, with that amount of blood and clearly unsteady gait, he’s hardly going to send him back out to the waiting room. but then— cyanide, the guy says, and rory hesitates. yes, the hospital has antidote kits. rory knows the procedures, and really he should be calling for the consultant. he also knows that in his own, personal, alien-influenced first aid kit, he has a far more effective treatment he could use.
a split second decision, and then rory is ushering the man away from prying eyes—- fortunately there’s an empty bay they can use. “okay, sir, in here, please,” he says, calm as ever, drawing the curtains around them. “i need to know what injuries you have and how you were poisoned.”
man happily follows, and does so without qualms. but then he’s questioned and instantly defenses go out. “ obviously i was shot, wasn’t i. ” american and natural twang coming in as he finds it hard to concentrate. loosing blood so rapidly was surprisingly new to the agent, usually too quick and too clever to get caught. now, he’s out of his element. out of his known knowledge, and the panic in his eyes shows that without question.
“ if you can’t help then i - i just need the antidote. i can - i can probably handle the rest. ”
judaskisse.
ᴏʜ ʏᴇs, sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs, & that was precisely the reason she stayed where she was, down the bottom of a trench, brush in one hand, trowel in the other. No, she wasn’t going to go over & exchange insincere pleasantries. This was her digsite after all. Instead she allowed the silence to ferment like a fine wine, until it was positively awkward.
❝ Right on time. ❞ Of course. ❝ As you can see, everything’s in order. Why don’t you pop back off & explain that to your friends? It’ll save us both an awful amount of time. ❞
the immediate reluctance is noted, and he’s well aware this would be tedious from here on out. deep sigh sounds and he’s walking over, fingers brushing jacket back and slipping hands into his pockets. “ you and i both know that’s not how it works. ” said in such a dismissive tone, eyes dragging over the dig site. “ i’ve had a long day, doll. just - i’ll sit over there. don’t do anything stupid. ”
I’m the hardest person to love. I’m combative. And defensive. And insecure. But I’m also fiercely loyal. And if you stay, I will protect you before I ever think to protect myself.
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