@xiii-doc / xiii-doc.tumblr.com
//right… i hate doing this… but it needs to be done. Ive found that its much harder RPing 13 on a separate blog so i’m putting her back on to my multi-doctor blog @drapetxmaniia
Hopefully that will make me rp her much more.
And instead of this one, i’m going to have my DW OC Death @cxnstantcompaniion cause i want it to be a main blog.
Moved 13 to my Multi-doc blog @drapetxmaniia. you will find me/her there.
//so now i have two accounts. One with this blog as the main (theoldgirlsboys + koschei-the-first as my sideblogs) along side my icon blog and personal.
and on my other account @xiii-doc is my main blog (which means ill be able to send asks as her :D) my old Xiii-doc sideblog is moved to that one. My OC Librarian (timelady) sideblog is moved over there and so is my @txstimony blog.
Im about to swap my urls, so my blog on this account will now be @xiii-doctor-13 and my new one will be @xiii-doc
“Hasn’t anyone told you it’s rude to keep people waiting, dear? Especially when you have a - oh, wait, of course, you don’t. Hence how I knew where to find you. A woman falling out of the sky and living to tell the tale makes fairly good gossip, even in a place like this. It’s good to know your entrances haven’t gotten any less…spectacular.”
( @xiii-doc )
Eyes wide, the doctor stood on shaky legs and a gash on her forehead that was bleading.
It was a blessing that nothing more other than that, her bruised shoulder and back, was the worst of what she got from that fall.
“Missy…” she breathed out and staggered forward, only to loose her balance, falling forward, as she became really dizzy.
Missy catches sight of the blood - her throat goes tight, and she finds herself regretting the way she had teased the Doctor. A first. She lunges forward to catch the other, bridal style in her arms, swallowing the remark that rose in her throat.
“Oh, Theta,” she sighs, brushing the blonde’s forehead with her thumb, letting a tiny amount of golden energy seep out. Just enough to heal it over, nothing more. “What in all the cosmos happened?”
SHe gasped slightly at the vertigo and closed her eyes tight, pressing her face against her shoulder.
Hell... this wasn’t pleasant... regenerations in itself was a pain to go through, lack of coordination and stuff... falling from that kind of hight just put a whole luggage of not good on top of it.
Feeling the spark of energy, she gives a soft whine, not wanting her to waist it on her. “...don’t...” she finally protested softly when her eyes focused on her love... but other than that she didn’t have the energy to stop her.
…I dunno… I’m very tempted to move my 13th doctor to a main blog…?? Opinions welcome…
Evanescence — Lost Whispers Album {Sentence Starters}
“Hasn’t anyone told you it’s rude to keep people waiting, dear? Especially when you have a - oh, wait, of course, you don’t. Hence how I knew where to find you. A woman falling out of the sky and living to tell the tale makes fairly good gossip, even in a place like this. It’s good to know your entrances haven’t gotten any less…spectacular.”
( @xiii-doc )
Eyes wide, the doctor stood on shaky legs and a gash on her forehead that was bleading.
It was a blessing that nothing more other than that, her bruised shoulder and back, was the worst of what she got from that fall.
“Missy...” she breathed out and staggered forward, only to loose her balance, falling forward, as she became really dizzy.
Reblog to make Thirteen gay.
Bill and Heather is baby Thoschei, I swear.
Walt Whitman (via quotemadness)
I love the 13th doctor so much already all she does is appear, laugh, and say brilliant and immediately her life is a disaster, she’s lost the tardis, and she’s falling from a terrific height so #relatable
