“Et has,” he echoed, reaching for Giacomo’s hand to squeeze it, almost uncomfortably tight. “I missed ye. I wish I had words tae say et proper, but thes es all I got I’m afraid.” Cam wasn’t sure how he felt, part of him felt oddly upset (not that Giac upset him, but he had missed so much - should he tell him about all that?) but he was mostly elated.
In the short time that Campbell spoke, Casanova got the distinct feeling that something was troubling his young lover, though he thought it better to let those suspicions lie until the Scotsman addressed them himself. The pursuit of knowledge was hardly as important as Cam’s comfort, after all, so it was a small sacrifice to make. “I am heartily glad to know that my absence did not go unnoticed, and I am likewise pleased to report that my thoughts never strayed from you for a moment.”
“Ye luk confused.”
“I know I’ve been gone fer a while, but surely ye’ve not fergotten me?”
“No, not confused at all, just..” Giacomo took a moment to compose himself, then offered the Scotsman a smile befitting of a gentleman.
“It’s been far too long.”
(( :O Hiii I haven't seen you around here in ages! :)
(Hello! Yes, I'm still alive, I've just been dealing with some things lately which have kind of sapped my inspiration for writing. How are you? :v)
// aha Cam feels his is prolly accurate
I'm sure Giac hasn't helped any, so he should take partial responsibility. The little shit.
I find it incredibly hard to believe that the Doctor would be sole the guiltless party in this scenario, but the outcome is amusing nonetheless.
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Of course I do-- I have done extensive research on the matter, after all..
But I don't believe this knowledge would bar me from applauding them for spreading such useful information to the masses~.
“Hey, hey! You! Hey!” Grace shouted, craning her neck to look out the car window. “Come here!”
The Venetian turned about to inspect his surroundings, thus making absolutely certain that the keeper of that voice was indeed addressing him. Honestly, he wasn't quite sure why she would be so keen to do so, as he hadn't any relation to the woman, but he supposed meetings such as this were not unheard of.
Perhaps she was in need of assistance?
Giacomo found the motivation he needed to obey the lady's order with that possibility firmly planted in his mind, and strolled toward the queer contraption that encased her, though he was careful to leave some room between himself and its ominous metallic form. "How might I be of service, signorina?"
#and see#this is why the 50th anniversary just doesn’t fucking exist for me#do you see this?#this raw emotion this raw charcter development?#this stark lesson about how life is hard and FINAL and the real experience of living is enduring those losses#and knowing you can’t change them?#THIS IS WHAT YOU RUINED STEVEN MOFFAT#THIS IS WHAT YOU TOOK AWAY#you SUCK (via)
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ALL OF THIS besides the non-sensical nature of the 50th (I totally loved how the narrative seemed to be leading up to the button being pushed--by the way) (like EVEN THE WAR DOCTOR and we aren't getting into how contrived that was AGREED) (PUSHING THE BUTTON WAS NECESSARY AND RIGHT) rewriting the Time War undercuts SO MUCH DEVELOPMENT it totally invalidates a HUGE part of the Doctor's character arc it takes away the consiquences on a massive scale because 'the Doctor wouldn't do that' Steven Please to save the universe THE DOCTOR WOULD he would waver and procrastinate and desperately try to find another way because he doesn't want all that blood on his hands but when they're down to the wire when it's the Time Lords or EVERY OTHER LIVING BEING IN THE UNIVERSE we know what he picked he picked the Universe and the Time Lords burned fifteith what fiftieth
Its really sad when roleplayers leave. When you look up their blog, and you get "theres nothing here". Well there was. There was someone there. And they were something. And when you look over their blog, and you see that they haven't posted anything in months or years. That's sad too. It breaks my heart every time I see it. Because even though I might not have known this person, someone else did. Their muse had friends, connections. And now they're gone. And it hurts. Because we lost one of our own. We role players gotta stick together. Because when the world beats us up, we've got another world to escape to.
evolution of tennant: rab c. nesbitt (1993)
Random roleplayer meme.
How I look when roleplaying normally.
How I look when roleplaying pairings/smut.
How I look when a god mod shows up.
How I look when I am impatient for a reply.
How I look when a roleplay dies.
How I look when real life people catch me roleplaying.
Alright roleplayers let’s see your variations!
There’s a 100% chance that I won’t roleplay with you if the first thing you ask me is for a smut thread.