Always try to be nice, but never fail to be kind.
Doctor Who – The Unquiet Dead (2005)
彡 ☆ open . mutuals only
❝ NAMES GET LOST ! so nevermind mine . ❞ the bad wolf howled , flashes of platinum swept up in the moment ( how she suited the panic , the hushed hysteria of it all ) and yet the rules remained . knots could be woven even here that could not be undone . thus she waited , star kissed && furious , as she searched for a way out . ❝ what matters is that you an’ i get out of here in one piece ... sound good ? ❞
indie / private / canon divergent rose tyler rp i got the bronze .
( :: hello hello everyone ! thank you for following all those that have in the past week !! for those that don’t know i’m a full time animation student at university, which means most of my life is. taken. BUT ! i hope to be on rose answeing some things and plotting tomorrow !!! feel free to tag me in a starter if we’re mutuals or send me a meme to answer !! so much lov - essie xx
i’ll be around here properly tomorrow ! thanks so much for your patience everyone ; ALSO a quick note to say i’ve written a bit about how rose’s space travel works these days and will be expanding - but basically she can step sideways in time , rather than forwards or backwards. read more on the gadgets section of rose’s bio !!!
mah rose .... in torchwood ... u H
❝ alright , so we might be in trouble ... ❞ peering through the glass , palms almost pressed to the stars ! rose observed the potential for disaster — and returned the eyes that burned to the doctor ( shell of a human to whom all her trust poured out ) AND SHE SMILED ! ❝ but it beats getting stuck in london rush hour accordin’ to the TARDIS clock it’d be bang on that time . ❞
❝ TRY ME . ❞ rose spoke and threads of stars began to hum , touched in a past life by mortal palms . she should have been a stranger here , in this uncertain world . a mere nudge and time could tumble and unfurl ... yet still , she persisted . ❝ ‘takes a lot to surprise me . ❞
* a wrinkle in time prompts
a wrinkle in time is a novel by madeleine l’engle.
- ‘ we have to make decisions, and we can’t make them if they’re based on fear. ’
- ‘ come let me look at that bruise. ’
- ‘ you weren’t going to go without saying goodbye to me, were you? ’
- ‘ and they’ll give us news as soon as they have it. ’
- ‘ you don’t know how lucky you are to be loved. ’
- ‘ i’ve been scared stiff. ’
- ‘ don’t lose control of yourself. not now. ’
- ‘ how do you know i’m not dumb? isn’t it just because you love me? ’
- ‘ it’s just been an awful week. and i’m full of bad feeling. ’
- ‘ you just make things harder for yourself. ’
- ‘ i know. we’re morons. ’
- ‘ get plenty of food and rest. ’
- ‘ nobody said anything about abandoning anyone. ’
- ‘ this child is in danger. ’
- ‘ don’t be afraid to be afraid. ’
- ‘ is the pain gone now? ’
- ‘ maybe if you aren’t unhappy sometimes you don’t know how to be happy. ’
- ‘ do you mind if i take off my boots before i eat? ’
- ‘ you’re just fighting yourself and me. ’
- ‘ think of all the things you call people, different kinds of people. ’
- ‘ i try to pretend, but it isn’t any help. ’
- ‘ you know that’s just their game. their way, maybe, of laughing in the dark. ’
- ‘ why can’t i hide it, too? why do i always have to show everything? ’
- ‘ i don’t want to go anywhere till i’ve had something to eat. ’
- ‘ that’s why we stopped here to rest. ’
- ‘ i know you saved my life. ’
- ‘ look ahead, straight ahead, as far as you can possibly look. ’
- ‘ nothing is hopeless; we must hope for everything. ’
ind. / sel. / mutuals only. / a.j. crowley from good omens.
WHO’S AMY? a house built on memories of events that never took place. apples in your aunt’s garden. a magic blue box falling from the sky. your best friend being an ancient alien. your husband waiting two thousand years for you. endless unsaid words between you & the whole world. your daughter being a weapon to kill your best friend. running away from angels to give yourself up to them in the end. your life had never been written by your hand. it all started with a crack in the wall. YOU’RE AMELIA.
IT’S A SIGHT SHE HASN’T SEEN IN A LONG TIME. the pale curve of her cheek, the perk of her brow. this body’s new, sure, and its hearts beat in a new time, but the memories drifting behind the doctor’s eyes are all the same – and she feels nothing but fondness as it spreads a warmth across her skin.
“ rose tyler. ” breathless, almost, bittersweet as it lilts and leaves. so much to say here, and yet she lacks the words. the doctor wears a different mask now, one she’s not sure the other recognizes. still, a grin as bright as gold cracks her face in two, and she’s left with only a gentle shake of her head, disbelief crooning its loudest tune as it spins in the space between them.
“ oh, you clever, clever girl. ”
( @aurrorean. )
THAT NAME ! COVETED WITH BATED BREATH ! the stars clasped each syllable and hid it in all the dark && empty spaces , nestled between the lights . all her scars imprinted there - platinum and gold , brave girl’s white knuckles crashing ‘gainst the cages of the universe , old wolf’s whispers echoing ( here , there , everywhere ) somehow , celestial palms spilled open . her secrets for a stranger . blonde like her .
❝ i might be . ❞ tendrils of gold sent askew by THE PULSE AND THROW of the assignment , time patched and pulled by stitches tied about her wrists , her shoulder blades . evasion curled in waves ready to spill o’er the tongue ... and yet ? a stranger whose eyes became like liquid gold ? ancient tone for such a face was she not young ? something old , something new .
❝ why’d you know my name ? ❞ something borrowed ... all rose’s bones became like ice . ❝ who’s payin’ me the compliment ? ❞
indie / private / canon divergent rose tyler rp i got the bronze .
– — how long are you going to stay with me ? – — forever .
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