thetardis:

doctorrobin:

lakeor:

mycroftsmindtardis:

#Can you imagine if one day you’re just casually passing by your living room window when you see a familiar figure outside with a long coat and converse shoes #and your heart stops for a second as if deciding whether you finally died, but you’re alive, and so you wait for the vision to slip back into your subconscience #but it doesn’t.

#He begins to walk away and your book drops from your hand, falling open and wrinkling its pages while your legs bolt towards the front door #but by the time you fumble onto the steps all you can see is a faint outline of an old police telephone box and the distancing sound of waking dreams. #You can’t help but yell out “DOCTOR!” but it’s as noticeable as the last glimmer of the TARDIS bulb.

#Then you find that somehow the sun as gone down and that you’ve been standing on the sidewalk all afternoon, you also realize that neighbors are staring out their windows. #When you finally get inside you run into the living room and look out the window but it’s all dark now. #You step back and your heal hits something, the book, it’s still on the floor #Picking it up you look at it’s creased pages, refusing to unfold them. #An unexpected bookmark for the day you saw The Doctor.

#Ah but as you pick up the page, you notice something between the pages of the book. # A small key, left behind by someone or something to let you know he is still out there. #You breath in and glance back at the window into the night, listening for anything that might have placed that key in your book. #Nothing comes to your ears. #You clench the key in your fist and turn around, ready to head to bed and wishing that your dream was actually reality.

#That would be when the noise sounded up. #The moment when all hope was gone, you hear the sound again. #The whooshing grinding noise that brings hope back to life. #You look over your shoulder into the gloom, # seeing a faint light pierce the dark. #A blue box. #One that is bigger on the inside.# A head pops out of it and looks at you as you stare at the window.

#”Still want to come along?”

Every Whovian daydream put into words.

(Source: benedctsbafta)

yourfaceisimmature:

Never Give York Markers. by ~morganaa1147

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Ohman.

This was done for a dumb twitter rp my friend and I did a few days ago. Uhm. It’s a long, hilariously strange story. But uh…yep.

agent-pluto:

agentdenial:

agent-pluto replied to your post: Uh so…hey there tumblr and awesome followers. I’m…

I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LEAVE ME! *ahem* I mean… good to know you’re okay, buddy :D

I COULD NEVER LEAVE YOU. EVER. *clingsssss*

Heheh, yep, just fine. Just…completely distracted with other things, so much so that I forget to get on my actual tumblr, haha.

Also. Weneedtotalkmoreoften. I’ve missed talkin’ to you!

*Glompyhug*

Heh, it’s fine. I’ve followed your RP blog so I’ll be able to check on you… always… Hehehhehe totally not creepy at all…


And yes! We must! How’s life been treating you? :D

Pffft, well okay then. I’m okay with that. Just don’t get too creepy with it. It’s not overly interesting though, to be honest, haha. 

Not bad! I mean, it’s been pretty dull, not a whole lot to do, but…can’t really complain. You? C:

I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T LEAVE ME! *ahem* I mean… good to know you’re okay, buddy :D

I COULD NEVER LEAVE YOU. EVER. *clingsssss*

Heheh, yep, just fine. Just…completely distracted with other things, so much so that I forget to get on my actual tumblr, haha.

Also. Weneedtotalkmoreoften. I’ve missed talkin’ to you!

Uh so…hey there tumblr and awesome followers.

I’m still here and everything, still alive. Just…absent. I’ve been…well, my days have been completely filled with rping, if I’m going to be honest. Remember that Wash rp blog I mentioned starting a couple days ago? Yeeeaaaahhhh. That’s where I am most of the time anymore, haha.

Anyway, I just wanted to throw an update up here because I’ve been trying to get on, just…been distracted. But yeah, if you really want to find me, this is the place to look.  Yep.

Okay

I’m going to try to get on here more often though.

eatenbytheplague:

if you know who john green is, i automatically like you more than most others.

(Source: feelingtherapturegrow)

CUTIE OMG

Right?!
Oh man, he was seriously adorable. And so fuzzy, too~ :3

it is an omen YOU SHOULD BECOME THE BATMAN

CRIMINALS ARE A SUPERSTITIOUS AND COWARDLY LOT

OH MY GOD.

YOU’RE RIGHT.

IT’S CLEARLY A SIGN. HOW COULD I HAVE MISSED IT?

FROM HENCEFORTH, I SHALL BE KNOWN AS THE BATMAN AND BRING JUSTICE TO THIS SMALL, CANADIAN CITY.

So, I found this little guy this morning. Inside our apartment building, oddly enough.
I was walking down the hall on the second floor, just coming back in from taking the dog out for a quick walk, when I spotted something small and apparently furry on the floor against the wall. I watched as I passed, and thought that maybe it was a mouse at first. As I got closer though, I had to start wondering if it wasn’t a bat. Sure enough, when I crouched down to get a better look, it was a Little Brown Bat. I was worried he might be dead at first, but on even closer inspection, he appeared to be breathing, so I took the dog back into our apartment and grabbed a towel and came back out to pick the little guy up. He was very much alive, just sleeping and one of his wings was broken. My guess is that maybe a cat caught him and brought him up, but…I really have no way to be sure.
Anyway, we took him down to a wildlife care center to be taken care of. Hopefully they can fix him up. c:

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Someone help me

I…

I just started an rp blog here for Wash. Ijustcan’thelpithe’sfuntoplay.

…Here, if anyone’s interested. Now I’m looking for people to rp with, so if you are interested…just say so. I’m open to pretty much anything. c:

krasinskis:

PLENTY OF SPACE IN THE PARKIN’ LOT

BUT THE LITTLE CARS GO IN THE COMPACT SPOT

SPOT SPOT SPOT SPOT