#centurionwilliams

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tagged by: centurionwilliams

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BASICS:

name: Hannah age: 16 preferred pronouns: her/she sexuality:  pansexual zodiac sign: aries taken or single: single three mun facts:

1) I draw, a lot.

2) my favourite food is chickpeas

3) My favourite novel is 'Wintergirls' by Laurie Halse Anderson (no surprise there, all considering it's banned from psyche wards)

EXPERIENCE:

how’d you start: I was going through my likes on my other blog and came across 'shamchat' platforms you’ve used: tumblr and shamchat (if that counts) worst experience: I haven't had any, everyone has been so amazing. best experience: The oh-so kind people who have helped me appreciate and thoroughly enjoy rp

MUSE PREFERENCES:

original or canon: both favourite face: Clara Oswald least favorite face:  She's my one and only so multi or single: single?

WRITING PREFERENCES:

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tagged by: geekspaceman

tagging: 12thdoctxr; remainingtimelord; centurionwilliams & anyone else who wants to do it

BASICS:

name: Jane age: 15 preferred pronouns: her/she sexuality:  straight ( i think? ) zodiac sign: leo taken or single: single three mun facts:

1. I'm a lil bit in love with clara oswald 2. just started agent carter 3. thinks microwaves are fab

EXPERIENCE:

how’d you start: saw one or two people doing it on my personal platforms you’ve used: just tumblr worst experience: i've been pretty lucky actually. but probably when my palios delete best experience: the lovely people i've met through it

MUSE PREFERENCES:

original or canon: both are good but i'll be honest; i find it easier to rp with canon most of the time favourite face: jenna coleman. ( the context for this question doesn't even matter ) least favorite face:  don’t have one multi or single: single?

WRITING PREFERENCES:

SEND ME A SHIP AND I'LL TELL YOU WHO . . .( brotps welcome too )

SHOPS FOR GROCERIES: 

clara. the doctor cannot be trusted with that

KILLS THE SPIDERS:

clara.

COMES HOME DRUNK AT 3AM:

clara. again.

MAKES BREAKFAST:

eleven. though it's usually eventful, he eventually gets the hint that clara wants normal human food. he sticks to being creative strictly once a week

REMEMBERS TO FEED THE FISH:

clara. the doctor doesn't have the best memory when it comes to responsibility.

DECORATES THE APARTMENT:

"both." in quotation marks because clara said the doctor could help but she chose most things and looked for interesting ways to hide the things he bought

INITIATES DUETS:

eleven. always eleven.

FALLS ASLEEP FIRST:

28: Eskimo kiss

Kneeling next to a freshly tripped Rory, she asked “Are you okay?” When he gave a nod and laughed it off, she joined in on his laughter and fell to the side, legs curled under her. A hand placed on either side of him, she leaned forward so that their faces were inches away.

He appeared to still be frazzled by the fall, all wide eyed and pink cheeked. His expression caused further giggling on her part. It seemed that in the times he was most foolish and fumbling over his words, or sick with a cold and coughing horrifically, her heart swelled with love. As strange as it seemed in her mind it wasn’t until he had tried seducing her on Valentine’s day some time ago and he had tripped over a laptop charger, ending with them a laughing heap on the floor, that she fell so desperately for him. 

Rory flinched as he felt something flick at his nose, his eyes closing tightly when something else smashed against his face. Rory half expected to wake up to Amy’s shenanigans, however, the fur of the bear and the small voice told him it was someone else. He pulled it off of his face and couldn’t help but smile at the little one staring at him.

"G’morning, Livvy," He sat up, carefully as not to wake Amy. A sly smile tugged at his lips, he wrapped his arms around the small girl and fell back onto the bed. "How about another five or so minutes, yea?” 

                          " Good morning morning morning, ! " She pouted at him grumpily as he wrapped his arms around her,  only to fall back down on the bed, but cuddled up to him nonetheless, poking at his cheek.                 " Another five or so minutes, doesn't sound good to me.                   It's now or never, uncle Rory. " Olivia had a mischievous look on her face and   she leaned in to whisper into his ear,              " Or else I'll wake auntie Amy. And I'll tell her we took                a trip with the TARDIS alone last night and almost got                ourselves killed. And guess who she's going to tell first?                            ----- my mummy. "