#intergalacticxmisfits

Oh how positively endearing—why Castillian’s heart only swelled for her all the more so. His smile grew as the sun rose each morning when she fluttered her way over, as if a blossom itself from the cherry trees was dancing his way in the wind. But then, oh how it pained him to see her pout, why he wished to take time into his own two hands for how dare the hours get in between them. He understood, of course, and as tempting as it was to bend the minutes to his will he would be patient. “Oh, I do suppose it is partially my doing, for I made sure to prepare the pastries much earlier so that I would be permitted to an early retire,” he admitted with a soft laugh. “Why, that sounds splendid! Shall I prepare us a picnic as well? Would you enjoy some sandwiches and cakes? And perhaps some fresh fruit? I have knowledge of a market stall that has only the finest!”

here are some of our fav fcs for those characters!

sailor moon

abe haruno (2000)

ikeda nana (1998)

miyazaki miho (1993)

myoui rena (1991)

sato ryo (1992)

yamazaki haruka (1991)

yoshida riko (1999)

sailor jupiter

araki yuko (1993)

bando nozomi (1997)

takei emi (1993)

kitayama shiori (1995)

sasaki ayaka (1996)

takahashi juri (1997)

“How… hard did I hit my head?” The Doctor groaned, bewildered.

He didn’t have long to dwell on it. He sensed more than saw that the Sontarans were lining up to take another shot. He pushed himself up from where he’d been knocked to the ground, grabbing Jenny by the hand and — for a hallucination, she felt so real — yanked her along behind him.

❝ How can we be sure that the inhabitants of this planet are friendly? ❞

☆:**:. It should have been a normal day. A simple dance session with CAS and nothing more. But somewhere along the way things had gone astray, and she finds herself backed up against the wall, wide eyes staring at the person she thought she had known with an unconscious - creature ? - whatever it is at his feet. “What the hell is this?” she croaks. Head shakes as if that’ll clear up whatever madness is in front of her. “This seriously can’t be real.”

As much as April loved her job, she couldn’t believe that this was the third time, today alone, that she’d gotten an email back from her client telling her they hated the piece she’d written them. She was stressed, and she just wanted to make the deadline -- which was that night.

“I’m going to quit composing and producing music and just...” she looked at them, “work at a hotel or something. I’ll be their concierge, but I quit. If I have to change anything else on this piece, I’m going to tear out my hair and theirs. I think I’ve written two entirely separate works for them and they’ve liked neither of them.”

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