#willchosen

@willchosen​ || random-ish(?) starter

Earth. Twenty-first century. 

Such a long way from Palahaxis II in the twenty-seventh century.

As sudden as her freedom had been granted, Josie would have never imagined that she would not only learn time travel existed, but experience it first hand when a man known as the Doctor rescued her from the auction where she had been being sold along with the other pieces of art from Lady Josephine’s private gallery after her death...

Of course, the trouble that she finds herself in now is that she’s... not actually human, contrary to how she might look. Sure, she is made of flesh and blood like any biologically organic being, but that isn’t all she’s made of, with traces of the paint and canvas that she was born... created from, and the animae particles that brought her to life in the first place, allowing her to crawl free from the canvas on which she had been painted.

Now, though... Now she’s free from that horrible gallery, and the even more horrible woman who kept her there. Not that she’s entirely sure what to do with herself. The Doctor’s friend had given her what Clara called a ‘crash course’ in being human before they had had to leave, reassuring her that the Doctor would find her soon, only... a different, younger version of him. It was all terribly confusing, if she was being perfectly honest.

But first, Clara had given her a bit of money to spend on herself, and after exploring a bit, watching people, she had seen someone with the most unusually coloured hair, braving enough to ask them and learn about hair dye. So she was hoping to find some in order to make herself look... different, so she didn’t look like a perfect copy of the woman she was a literal portrait of.

What she didn’t expect was to find a man staring at her. She knows there was no way she knew him - she doesn’t know anyone - and it’s not as though she should draw much attention, and certainly not the scrutiny she finds herself under. 

@willchosen​ asked: 🌻

>> Send me a 🌻 and I’ll just tell you whatever the fuck I want to talk about! [meme]

During one of my many playthroughs of Dragon Age: Origins, I had a rather... unique glitch when it came to the Honour Proving against House Dace in the Aeducan origin. Namely in that while the fight was not to the death (that particular time), well...

Sure, Aeducan. Next time...

so @willchosen​ is having a really awful flare-up with chronic pain & fibro/POTS, and i asked him if he’d rather me go to bed with him or write him a couple responses (because writing is quality time / a love language for us both) and he opted for me writing and was excited to read it

@moonwoken​​ said: ❝ not fairies though. they creep me out. ❞   (dean//charlie)

some very old meme / PROBABLY ACCEPTING ↷

i never answered this, because i 10000% forgot to check back the first time i read of it and cried. but here i am again. crieing. over this tooth achingly sweet and inspiring message 😭 😭 😭

@willchosen​ said: ❛   if  i  have  to  throw  you  over  my  shoulder  and  carry  you  out  of  here  ,  so  be  it.   ❜ hunters

✦   |   𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝟑 / ACCEPTING ↷

               ❝ ... ❞    The thing is. As much as Cas can glare at Dean for threats like that, he knows Dean too well to not take him seriously. & he knows Dean could, if he really wanted to, as well. Would there be a fight? Absolutely. But either Cas would have to risk actually injuring Dean or just surrender, and he isn’t fond of either of those options.

he’s in the kitchen chopping up beef for lunch and he goes, “lol i feel like hannibal”