The Doctor, The Oncoming storm. The destroyer of the Time lords. Reason the Pond's are dead. Currently in Avalon Prison.
Get me out of here, And maybe I'll show you the universe..

[Part of the RP group criminals-of-the-universe.tumblr.com. I will RP with anybody.]
May 14th
11:14 PM
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chevalier-de-seingalt:

thedarkoncomingstorm replied to your post: [And suddenly he’s grabbed from behind, Tugged close.] Giacomo.~

[[THIS IS LATE I’M SO SORRY I GOT DISTRACTED.]] [He chuckles, Amused. Admittedly, He had missed the Italian, But he’d never say that out loud. He rests his head on his shoulder, The response he has may seem like a poor one.] Busy.

-As poor as that excuse may have been, it was enough to silence whatever worry that may have lingered within the philosopher’s mind, for he had thought the Doctor may have died long ago at the hands of one James Moriarty.- Is that so? Am I to assume you escaped, then? 

Of course, What else would I be doing? Staying around in this horrid place? Of course, I should have invited you to come along, I suppose. [Amusement played across his features. In all honesty, He almost had, But it he’d gotten distracted by being outside for the first time in ages.] How are you?

March 4th
5:51 PM

a message from thevaliantdame


[She grins and shakes her head] 'S not my name. Must be another Rose Tyler.

[He laughs] I should make it a thing to call you that hm? Amazing Rose Tyler.

5:50 PM
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Anonymous asked: this is late but Casanova abdomen.

chevalier-de-seingalt:

thedarkoncomingstorm:

chevalier-de-seingalt:

thedarkoncomingstorm:

….True. 

Go on then dearest Doctor, fulfill your request.

[He swallows] Well-Uh-Right. Okay. Shouldn’t be hard.

[Biting down on his lip, He pulled Casanova’s shirt up, Placing a gentle kiss to his abdomen]

Perhaps the magical Anonymous’ spell has taken it’s toll on you, Doctor. -To say he was amused by the shy nature of the Gallifreyan would be an understatement.-

They’ve made you so timid~.

Oh hush. [He grins against his skin, Kissing him again]

moishacollins:



Tears stream down on your faceI promise you I will learn from my mistakes
And I will try to fix you


Ever since Sam had brought to the ward, no matter what doctors did, he still saw nightmares. Terrible, terrible nightmares from where he woke up from screaming and covered in cold sweat. He didn’t talk.
But there was this thing, that happened. Sam was quite sure he was seeing things, but his roommate looked exactly like Castiel. But Castiel was dead so it was impossible. That angel drowned in the lake months ago. It was impossible that he was here with him.
Or then he was really going crazy. He shouldn’t have never given in on Lucifer. This was worst kind of torment. It was alright seeing and feeling Lucifer rip him apart, but bringing his dead friends in his sight was just plain cruel.
Castiel’s ghost never really spoke to him. Just watched him with his angelic, wide eyes, looking like he was very confused. As if he knew Sam, but just couldn’t put his finger on from where or if it was just his imagination. Sam ignored him. He was just a hallucination.
But that one night, when Sam woke up screaming and nurses had given up on him, Castiel finally moved from his bed. In quiet steps he crossed the room, approaching his roommate. Sam just screamed and clutched on the sheets like he was choking on them.
Angel’s ghost’s slender frame moved next to him. Sam nearly bashed him right in the face, but for his surprise his hand didn’t pass him. Ghosts weren’t solid. He froze for a moment, eyes wide, staring at Castiel like he stared back at him. He said nothing, just laid next to him and pressed against Sam’s side, his hand pressing carefully on man’s stomach.
Sam was still motionless. His heart hammered. Castiel was warm against him. As angel relaxed and gave a stroke on Sam’s stomach, telling it was alright.
That night Sam slept for the first time in ages.

moishacollins:

Tears stream down on your face
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes

And I will try to fix you

Ever since Sam had brought to the ward, no matter what doctors did, he still saw nightmares. Terrible, terrible nightmares from where he woke up from screaming and covered in cold sweat. He didn’t talk.

But there was this thing, that happened. Sam was quite sure he was seeing things, but his roommate looked exactly like Castiel. But Castiel was dead so it was impossible. That angel drowned in the lake months ago. It was impossible that he was here with him.

Or then he was really going crazy. He shouldn’t have never given in on Lucifer. This was worst kind of torment. It was alright seeing and feeling Lucifer rip him apart, but bringing his dead friends in his sight was just plain cruel.

Castiel’s ghost never really spoke to him. Just watched him with his angelic, wide eyes, looking like he was very confused. As if he knew Sam, but just couldn’t put his finger on from where or if it was just his imagination. Sam ignored him. He was just a hallucination.

But that one night, when Sam woke up screaming and nurses had given up on him, Castiel finally moved from his bed. In quiet steps he crossed the room, approaching his roommate. Sam just screamed and clutched on the sheets like he was choking on them.

Angel’s ghost’s slender frame moved next to him. Sam nearly bashed him right in the face, but for his surprise his hand didn’t pass him. Ghosts weren’t solid. He froze for a moment, eyes wide, staring at Castiel like he stared back at him. He said nothing, just laid next to him and pressed against Sam’s side, his hand pressing carefully on man’s stomach.

Sam was still motionless. His heart hammered. Castiel was warm against him. As angel relaxed and gave a stroke on Sam’s stomach, telling it was alright.

That night Sam slept for the first time in ages.

5:48 PM

a message from thevaliantdame


[She licked her lips and remained on her toes, hands shifting so that her arms were loosely around his neck instead] Ahm--.. Hello.

[He chuckles softly] Hello, Amazing Rose Tyler.

5:44 PM

a message from thevaliantdame


[Her own hands come to his shoulders, eyes falling shut and deepening the kiss just for a second before she breaks away from him again-- keeping her face near to his]

[His eyes, Which had closed fluttered open slightly, He smiled gently, Not wanting to move his face away]

5:40 PM
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Anonymous asked: this is late but Casanova abdomen.

chevalier-de-seingalt:

thedarkoncomingstorm:

….True. 

Go on then dearest Doctor, fulfill your request.

[He swallows] Well-Uh-Right. Okay. Shouldn’t be hard.

[Biting down on his lip, He pulled Casanova’s shirt up, Placing a gentle kiss to his abdomen]

5:35 PM

a message from thevaliantdame


[She hesitates for a moment before pushing onto her toes a second time, bringing her lips back to his]

[He sort of awkwardly hovers his arms around her before putting his hands on her hips]

5:29 PM
Via

The Ganger of Sane Theta.

ohmythieves:

thedarkoncomingstorm:

ohmythieves:

“I don’t believe it,” she said, stepping towards the two of them. “I know you, my thief. You’re not like that…” 

“Alternate universes dear..” He looked pained. “Please..”

She looked torn for a moment, looking back between the two of them before nodding solemnly. “Alright. I’ll take you there,” she said, frowning before pulling the closest one to her in a hug. 

He held her tightly. “Thank you love..”

“You’re welcome,” she whispered into his shoulder. She eventually let go, avoiding eye contact with the both of them as she silently pulled on a lever - sending them into flight.

He swallows, Smiling sadly and watching her. 

The sound of the TARDIS landing echoed outside of them, vwoooooooooorp and she turned to face the two of them. “There you go, boys,” she said, nibbling on her lip. “Home sweet home.” 

“Thank you..” They both said, And the Doctor wrapped his arms around her tightly, Kissing her cheek. “Thank you so much..” And with that they’re gone.