#ohp.

ˊ     .     @conzierge​     :     i have things that are mine and no one elses.

                                    you  scowl  at  him  briefly  when  he  takes  it  for  himself,  slipping  it  in  to  his  pocket  and  you  roll  your  eyes.  you  don’t  feel  slighted  by  the  unspoken  scolding.  if  anything,  it  only  makes  your  smile  all  the  brighter.     “ spoilsport- “     you  grouse,  leaning  back  against  the  table  behind  you  and  crossing  one  ankle  over  the  other.  your  expression  is  light  as  you  watch  him.     “ bit  possessive  are  you  ? “     you  ask,  one  brow  quirked  in  question  before  you  hum,  shrugging.     

       @valorxus​  (  ten  )  :  protective  starters.

        he  looks  the  same.  when  they  had  almost,  quite  literally,  run  into  each  other  :  it  was  the  first  thing  she  thought.  he  looked  the  same.  martha  had  wondered  if  she  would  ever  see  him  again,  and  if  she  did,  would  he  still  be  the  doctor  she  knew  ?  her  head  canted  as  she  pinned  him  with  a  silent  stare,  her  eyes  flitting  up  and  down  the  vision  of  him,  almost  as  if  she  were  trying  to  convince  herself  that  he  was  real.  asking  after  him  had  been  instinctual.  “how  are  you?”         she  had  immediately  closed  her  eyes  after,  releasing  an  exhale  that  became  a  gentle  sigh,  because  she  knew  that  the  doctor  would  try  to  deflect.  he  had  done  so  plenty  of  times  with  her  before,  but  she  had  almost  always  pushed  him  to  tell  her  what  she  needed,  or  wanted,  to  know.

             he  looks  the  same.  but  he  isn’t.  martha  had  seen  a  part  of  that  before,  when  she  had  called  him  back  to  earth  at  unit’s  request.  he  was  different  then,  compared  to  how  he  had  been  with  her.  she  had  always  assumed  it  had  something  to  do  with  donna.  that  she  had  done  for  him  what  martha  couldn’t.  and  that  was  okay,  then.  martha  didn’t  mind,  because  she  had  liked  that  doctor.  this  doctor  though  :  it’s  in  his  eyes,  she  thinks  as  her  own  make  contact  and  linger  for  longer  than  comfortable.  taken  aback,  her  heart  seemed  to  shudder  and  sink  in  to  her  belly.  her  hand  moves  against  her  will  to  grasp  at  the  fabric  of  her  shirt,  just  above  her  naval.          ❝     yeah,  yeah  i’m-yeah,  i’m  good.     ❞

𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬. she’s never quite sure if it’s because the blonde likes olivia’s style, because it’s so very different from her own, or if she simply does it because she knows olivia finds tammy in light flowing patterned fabric and earth tones hilarious. whatever her motive, she always knows when tammy’s taken something of hers. or rather, borrowed. no one tells her. but if something’s missing from her closet the culprit is usually her sister, or tamasin. and in return, tammy tries to put liv in her clothes. she’s always declined the offer. not because she doesn’t like tammy’s outfits. they suit tammy. but they’re tighter than her own and heavier and structured. olivia knows without trying them on that she would be uncomfortable.  ‘  i’m okay, tam.  ‘  she says with a soft smile, reaching out to gently grasp the hem of her dress that tammy’s wearing now with her fingertips, tugging lightly.  ‘  it suits you.  ‘

BOOK MEME   / @velvetipped↳  accepting

           she smiles, though it doesn’t quite reach like it usually would. tammy can’t help but worry, her teeth gently chewing her lower lip as her arms wind around her own waist and she shifts nervously, fidgeting unnecessarily. she can’t keep still, and though she’s no longer pacing, she is swaying slightly  –  left to right, right to left, back and forth and repeat. her finger taps her sleeve-covered bicep before she bends her arm at the elbow, rests it above her opposite wrist, and she bites at her thumbnail. it’s a bad habit she’d broken herself out of years ago, only for it to return full force at the most inopportune moment. tammy’s brown eyes lift as she glances over her shoulder, and she sighs before she turns fully.  ❛  –  it’s not that simple, lou.  ❜  oh, she wishes it was. if she didn’t have to concern herself with what other people thought of her and her relationship with the other blonde, she would gladly say “fuck you” to anyone who questioned it. and if this had happened ten, fifteen years ago ? it wouldn’t have mattered. 

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