Jul 15, 2024
@spacereflected replied to your post βi love to think about charles in their early years...β:
its ok charles he can ask catty
" you know what it is? is it related to this molly character? "
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@spacereflected replied to your post βi love to think about charles in their early years...β:
its ok charles he can ask catty
" you know what it is? is it related to this molly character? "
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β¬ β @spacereflected continued from here
"Oh- oh -" And his tone immediately slips into pity. "I am SO sorry. I didn't even know it was possible for you to become an even worse liar. That must be hard for you."
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Β She cleared her throat, settling back against the wall with a smile that not even the cup that was drawn to her lips could hide. β No Marsden, I only come down here for the tea. β A half-truth. Most days she couldn't find anyone to make a halfway decent cup.
@spacereflected / a third thing. for reasons.
you are so fucking weird. // nate in the au where he's hiding on the farm?
"Good morning," says the Corinthian cheerfully. It hasn't moved from where they left it last night: sitting perfectly straight at the kitchen table in the corner, facing the bed. There's no question anymore that it watches he and Teddy sleep at night.
Its eyeless gaze slides towards the still-sleeping werewolf at Nate's side. It grins, too wide and white.
"He's dreaming about you," it informs Nate, casually. "Well... he was."
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β Friend, if your brooding were any more impressive, women would swoon as you passed. Theyβd have broody babies in your honor. β // from fabian! @spacereflected / dragon age 2
He gives a roll of his eyes, but the comment at least earns a smile; it's faint, tired, there and gone, but at least it's there. " Good thing I'm not bein' broody then, " he sighs. " Can't barely afford myself, wouldn't do t'have broody child support too. "
It's probably in poor taste; he grimaces a little and waves a hand vaguely. " Just been a long fuckin' day. " It's not a lie, but it's skirting the truth, too. " Hell, a bed an' a few hours'll do a world of good. "
@spacereflected asked: "β¦where am iβ¦?" // desire & 15
β¬ β HARD-TO-FIND HURT / COMFORT SENTENCE STARTERS
They're awake. They're awake, and The Doctor moves closer to the sofa within seconds. But he knows better to get too close - he gives them space, kneeling down a level which meant he wasn't looking down on them. "Hey- hey, it's okay. You're safe. I'm The Doctor. You're in something called a TARDIS." Albeit, naively of him, considering what the signs pointed to. But he can never resist a person in need. No matter who the are. "Safest place in the universe." He adds, for context. "And I found you. Entrapment circle. Ring a bell?"
@spacereflected asked: [GROUND]: during a moment of intense emotional stress, the sender gently takes the receiver's face in their hands to ground them until they're calmer again. // From cat king.
fucking dolls. the edwardian hates that they keep somehow worming their way into cases. the undead eyes staring at him causing him to panic and mirror hop without a destination in mind. there is no thought so he falls for a moment and tumbles out into a place he has only been once before. the bedchamber of the cat king. who seems rather surprised to see the ghost. edwin would be embarrassed if his hands weren't tugging at his bowtie to try and free himself from the confining feeling around his neck. what is normally a grounding measure, a part of his armour, now makes him feel choked. unable to breathe despite not needing to breathe at all. tears blur his eyes and fall down his face as he stifles his sobs. he can't make a sound. it will find him. tear him asunder. feast on him over and over and over again until he is nothing but sinew and viscera.
something breaks through the panic. the feeling of palms against his cheeks. gentle thumbs brushing against spectral skin. a slow rhythm he can focus on which he supposes is the point. despite their meetings the cat king barely touched him and never this softly. this...kindly. slowly he comes back to himself. feels the tension slip and he has a brief moment of worry that charles is raising london to the ground looking for his missing partner. but it slips away as he collects himself. " apologies...i did not mean to cause a scene. "