Oi, Doctor, get your skinny space-arse back to Earth! I wanna go shopping on Mars.
((Post-End of Time Donna Noble RP blog. Memories returned, Shaun Temple not in the picture. Currently unhappily domestic, wishing for something to happen. Will roleplay with anyone from any fandom. Almost always willing to roleplay, unless of course I'm offline.))
80% exhaustion 10% sarcasm 20% dont care
that’s 110 percent
20% of me doesn’t care
should’ve seen that coming
how to give a good handjob
- bop it
- pull it
- twist it
- harder
- better
- faster
- stronger
You pull your left hand in
You pull your left hand out
You pull your left hand in
And you shake it all about!Cha cha real smooth
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“That’s not entirely reassuring.”
“What’s it even going to be like, the…child? Human and Time Lord, how does that even mix?”
“Well our genetics aren’t that different. It’s why we look the same. So probably half and half”
“But is there anything I’ve got to know about Time Lord kids? Do they age differently, have trouble digesting lactose, anything like that?”
“Okay, so—you’re preggers. I’m the mum—I guess?—something involved somewhere in this process. Tell me you’ve got some sort of go-to plan for this type of situation, because strangely enough I’ve never knocked up an alien before.”
“Well I’ve never been knocked up before and this isn’t like Jenny.”
“I don’t even understand myself.”
“That’s not entirely reassuring.”
“What’sit even going to be like, the…child? Human and Time Lord, how does that even mix?”
I gained like five followers in the past hour huh
“Might change that in a minute.”
“Are you sure it’s…mine?”
“Yeah no thanks on that.”
“I’m pretty sure.”
“Okay, so—you’re preggers. I’m the mum—I guess?—something involved somewhere in this process. Tell me you’ve got some sort of go-to plan for this type of situation, because strangely enough I’ve never knocked up an alien before.”
