1. even good girls go bad sometimes | open m!a starter

    summinkofthewolf:

    Tension.

    That’s what it was; that’s what it had to be. Too much stress for too long left Rose feeling…restless. Caged in and as though she would burst if she didn’t do something to shake things up. Perhaps it was a bit careless of her to go searching through archives for that shipment of illicit extraterrestrial substances she’d help bring in last week. Perhaps it was even more so to sneak one of the bags of pills and slip it into her pocket when she heard Tosh coming around the corner.

    But really, it wasn’t as though Rose planned to leave with more than she came with. She even shoved the tiny plastic bag into the bottom of her jewelry box once she got back to her flat that night, with no intentions of pulling it back out. Sure, she could have thrown the pills away or slipped them back into the collection at Torchwood, but…restless. 

    Tempted. So tempted.

    As the week went on, Rose’s gaze kept landing on the box and contemplating swallowing one of the pills down. They were harmless! Mostly.

    Still, the idea of completely losing herself for a few hours was appealing, to say the least. No inhibitions, no stupid conscience, no broken heart and growing frustration at not one, but two universes for being a pain in her arse and keeping her from where she wanted - no, needed - to be. Finally, it was too much. Sod the tabloids, sod the repercussions, and sod the people around her who kept looking at her as though they expected her to shatter like porcelain at any moment. 

    Rose Tyler washed down the little pink pill with a shot of whisky and waited for it to take her cares with it. 

    Not long now. Oh, no. Not long at all.

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    Not ten minutes later, she was tarted up, giving absolutely no damn, and walking out her front door. The question was: where to first? Perhaps she’d flip a coin. Perhaps she’d let the mini-cab driver decide. Rose didn’t care where she went, only that she was somewhere else, somewhere with all manner of…distractions. 

    Smirking, she told the driver exactly that. 

    He had been wondering how long it would take. She’s been stressed lately, and understandably so. It should wreck havoc on her system to try to resist him by this point, even if ‘resist’ means spending time away and working on things, or focusing too hard on getting home except as a distant goal. Love in humans, or what they consider it to be, is a delicate artform to control. While he’d told her when they met it would change in hours it was simply a psychological ploy.

    Transferring her affection for the Doctor to him and her contempt to the Doctor in a manner she wouldn’t resist and allowing it to get so deeply rooted and entrenched into her psyche so that the only hope of the Doctor reverting it would be with psychological warfare he’d never wage on his precious Rose (and really, even then she’d never be the same, if he did say so himself) took time and subtlety.

    Progress has gone along perfectly so far.

    He kept out of her way when he spotted her taking the (yes, harmless) recreational drug, contenting himself instead in seeing where she would go and what she would do. Once she left, it was a simple matter to follow her to…some pub or another that was apparently notorious for trouble. It hardly mattered. What mattered was keeping an eye on her…and eventually ensuring she was properly relieved. He wouldn’t want her tense after so much work to relax her, after all. (And of course, it helped that his association with relieving that tension will help in his long-term efforts, too)

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  2. timelordcatnip:

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  3. summinkofthewolf:

notanotherdrumpun:

My Tumblr Crushes:
summinkofthewolf (26%)
rosehasanewblog (11%)
thetwinsoftime (11%)
badwolfgoddess (8%)
spiesthelies (8%)
the-tenth-will-see-you-now (8%)
weatheredthestorm (5%)
theninthdoctor (5%)
thatsveryhim (5%)
So many Roses, so much time…


Not sure if want
Should I be proud or appalled? I honestly can’t say.

You should be immensely flattered.

    summinkofthewolf:

    notanotherdrumpun:

    My Tumblr Crushes:

    1. summinkofthewolf (26%)
    2. rosehasanewblog (11%)
    3. thetwinsoftime (11%)
    4. badwolfgoddess (8%)
    5. spiesthelies (8%)
    6. the-tenth-will-see-you-now (8%)
    7. weatheredthestorm (5%)
    8. theninthdoctor (5%)
    9. thatsveryhim (5%)

    So many Roses, so much time…


    Not sure if want

    Should I be proud or appalled? I honestly can’t say.

    You should be immensely flattered.

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  4. give me a reason you DON’T rp with me

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  5. My Tumblr Crushes:
summinkofthewolf (26%)
rosehasanewblog (11%)
thetwinsoftime (11%)
badwolfgoddess (8%)
spiesthelies (8%)
the-tenth-will-see-you-now (8%)
weatheredthestorm (5%)
theninthdoctor (5%)
thatsveryhim (5%)

So many Roses, so much time…

    My Tumblr Crushes:

    1. summinkofthewolf (26%)
    2. rosehasanewblog (11%)
    3. thetwinsoftime (11%)
    4. badwolfgoddess (8%)
    5. spiesthelies (8%)
    6. the-tenth-will-see-you-now (8%)
    7. weatheredthestorm (5%)
    8. theninthdoctor (5%)
    9. thatsveryhim (5%)

    So many Roses, so much time…

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  6. What if my character were to kiss yours right out of the blue? Send a message with your response to the impromptu kiss.

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  7. You wake up on a strange bed with a pounding headache, and unpleasant taste in your mouth, and intimately entangled with my character. How’s that go?

    Message me and tell me.

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  8. In the middle of innocent conversation, both your character and mine are suddenly naked! Quick, what do?

    Message me and say!

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  9. Your character and mine have been handcuffed together for a day. What do?

    thatsveryhim:

    Send me an ask and tell me!

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  10. desperate--and--ravenous asked: The Master walks in to see his former self sleeping on his bed. "Move over, there's apparently two of us now." He laughs, sliding in in the exact same pyjamas.

    The younger (or perhaps older and alternate) Master squints over at the Time Lord, moving not at all save for opening his eyes enough for an acceptable field of vision. “Surely you have your own bed.”

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