#lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis

[dannifielding]

lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis replied to your post “I have a friend who lives on the other side of the world..They are,...”

There's nothing wrong with saying "I've noticed you've seemed distant lately. Is something wrong?" The worst thing that can happen is your fear is confirmed, im which case you aren't blindsided. It would just be a shame if a good friendship ended because someone was maybe going through a busy or rough time, you know?

I’ve been messaging them for the last three+ months but I’ve not. I know people have a rough time, so I’ve just been sending them a ‘hi’ and keeping them updated with my life because, when I’ve been having a hard time, I’ve liked that people have just messaged me without the need to reply. I’ve had some really shitty stuff happen the last couple of weeks and it’s just made me realise that I want to talk to them about it.

I just wonder how long is ‘I can’t answer it’s too hard’ and how long is ‘ahh, it’s that stupid bitch again. Why won’t she just fuck off?’

Am I just being annoying?

I don’t know.

I wouldn’t want to be my friend, to expect that of anyone else seems a bit hypercritical.

[ffxvhoe]

I hope this is alright. My supercrush this week is Noct and I'm a young mom, so could you do him in a relationship with a reader who has a young child from a past relationship? However you feel like doing it

I had such a good time writing this.  I hope you enjoy bb!

( @sonsoflucis @xnoctits @noxfreyas @paopuicecream @fieryfantasy @ultimoogle @wolfgoddess77 @itshaejinju)

The first time you had met Noctis was a few years prior.  You had been one of the new workers brought in to help with the rebuilding of the kingdom after the ordeal with Ardyn and the Starscourge.  You weren’t quite sure how you ended up being the person picked for the job when there were certainly more people with more experience.  You supposed you should have entertained the possibility that you would actually be chosen when you applied for the job.  

You’d applied on a whim, needing the better pay that this new administrative job would offer should you get it.  Working a full time job during the weekdays and then a part time job during the weekends to provide for your son and yourself was starting to take its toll on you.  You figured if the Astrals blessed you with this new job, not only would you begin to get some more sleep back but you’d also have a little more free time to spend with your child.  

Looking back on it now, you supposed you hadn’t really met Noctis so much as been in the same room as him and a dozen others as everyone went over the first order of business to begin the rebuilding.  No, when you’d first truly met the King it had been when he’d called you in to introduce you to Ignis whom you’d be working closely with to oversee the efforts of the rest of the workers.  His smile had been kinder than you’d imagined, albeit a tad tired.  That was understandable though considering he likely wasn’t getting much sleep with everything going on.  

“It’s nice to meet you,” Noctis had said once he had finished discussing all he needed to go over with the two of you.  “If you have any questions feel free to ask Ignis, he’ll be happy to help.”  You nodded with a quick “thank you” before heading out the door to begin your first task.

From then on you’d met with the King every other month to go over the progress that had been made and any other issues you felt needed to be brought to his attention.  At first you had felt like you were overstepping some sort of boundary, giving your own thoughts and feedback on the reconstruction efforts, but Noctis always did his best to try and put you at ease.  The first time you had come to see Noctis without Ignis you were pretty sure you were shaking like a leaf in the wind.  The second time wasn’t a whole lot better, but gradually you became more comfortable in his presence.  

Now that you thought about it, there really hadn’t been much to cause you to be anxious save for the fact he was the King, but even then he hardly acted like you would expect a King to act.  He was very laid back and the way he talked to you was so casual.  As the months wore on and you continued your monthly meetings with the King, you came to realize that you would stay a little bit later each visit.  At first you tried to draw out the time with him by simply adding more things to talk about with work, but soon enough you found yourself and Noctis discussing other things.  He would ask you how you found your new job to be, you would ask how he had adjusted to being King.  He would ask what your favorite movie was, and you would ask what he did during whatever free time he was able to scrounge together.

The night where things noticeably changed between the two of you was during a night where you were pulling over time.  Luckily this hadn’t happened very often, and most nights you were home to cook dinner for your son and spend the rest of the night with him.  This night though there had been an issue with the area in which reconstruction efforts were happening.  You had done all you could to figure out a way to rectify the situation yourself and had even asked Ignis for input on the matter, but none of the solutions you had come up with would wholly fix the issue.  So that’s how you ended up in Noctis’s office at 10pm.  

Papers were spread over his desk, your shoes had come off an hour ago, and the two of you were both ready to burn the papers to cinders.  You both had been tossing ideas back and forth for Astrals knew how long at this point, but whenever the two of you would go into how to put the plan into action there was always some part that wouldn’t work.  “Astrals take me now,” you muttered, leaning back in your chair, head tilted back to face the ceiling.  When you sat upright once more you noticed Noctis was pinching the bridge of his nose.  “I’m going to go make some tea, do you want any?” You asked, standing from your seat and stretching.  Oh it felt so good to stand.

“I have a better idea,” Noctis replied, looking up at you.  You raised a brow, waiting for him to elaborate.  “Let’s go get something to eat.  There’s a diner that should still be open right now just outside of the Citadel.”

“But what about-”

“If I have to think about this any longer I’m going to either lose my mind or trash my office.  I’m King, and I say we go eat.”  You couldn’t help the amused smile that came to your face.

One of the best things you’d witnessed that night was a man who was suppose to be royalty put away a cheeseburger and large side of fries within fifteen minutes.  As he inhaled his food, the two of you sparked up a new conversation, though thankfully this time it had nothing to do with work.  Or current work, that is.  “You know I use to be a waitress here,” you said as you looked around at the establishment with a bit of nostalgia reflected in your eyes. 

“I thought you said you use to work at some office?”

“I did,” you replied, eyes returning to Noctis.  “But I also worked here part time.”

“Did your other job not pay well?”  He asked.

“It did if I were providing for just myself.”  At Noctis’s slightly confused look you elaborated.  “I have a six year old son.  His father left one night right after the pregnancy so it’s just been the two of us looking out for one another since then.  I definitely don’t mind being a single parent,” you were quick to say.  “I mean it’s difficult at times, sure, but I can hardly imagine not having him in my life at this point,” you said fondly.  

You couldn’t read the look Noctis was giving you, but something told you that what you’d just said had hit some chord in him.  “I should give you a raise,” he muttered.  You were quick to shoot down that offer though.

“No, no, please.  What I make now is definitely enough to make living a lot easier now,” you said.  “Thank you, though.”  Noctis gave you a final look before relenting with a sigh and a nod.  The night ended with the two of you walking your separate ways back home after Noctis told you that you could pick up on with work the following day.

From then on it became a fairly regular occurrence for the two of you to eat together.  Most of the time he would call you in for lunch as he didn’t want take you away from your son.  On the nights that you ended up having to work over time, however, the night would end much like your first night out together: with the two of you parting ways at the diner after an hour or so spent talking with each other.

When the two of you officially began dating nobody really made much of a fuss around he Citadel, though of course there were the handful of people that insisted Noctis should only consider other people of royalty as his companion.  It didn’t take long for Noctis to quiet those complaints.

One night – as you and Noctis were getting up to leave the diner that had more or less become a special place to you whether you wanted it to be or not – Noctis caught your wrist before you turned to head home.  “Uh…do you think I could meet him?”  Noctis was looking off to the side, almost looking nervous about what your response might end up being.  It took you a moment to understand who “him” was, but thinking back to your conversation earlier you soon remembered.

You couldn’t stop the smile that bloomed on your face at his request.  “I would love that,” you said.  Though you had grown extremely comfortable around Noctis, what with working so closely with him and spending so much time outside of work with him, a small part of you still worried that he wouldn’t quite accept your son.  Hearing him actually ask to meet the light of your life both made your body nearly deflate in relief and your heart give a small pang.  

“Wow,” Kier said as the two of you walked down the halls of the Citadel hand in hand.  “How do you not get lost, Mama?”

“Oh I’ve definitely gotten lost a few times,” you said with a small laugh.  You turned a corner, the door to Noctis’s office coming into view.  As you continued walking towards that ornately carved entrance you couldn’t help the butterflies that began flitting around in your stomach.  You shook your head the slightest bit at yourself.  No, stop it, Noctis will love him.

You knocked on the door before pushing the carved wood open.  There, seated at his desk with a stack of papers before him was Noctis.  He looked up as the door opened and smiled as he took in the sight of you and your son.  Standing from his desk, Noctis walked around to greet you with a quick kiss to your cheek before bending down to be eye level with Kier.  You couldn’t help the small chuckle that left you at how wide your son’s eyes got as he looked at the King.  “You must be Kier,” Noctis said with a gentle smile.  “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Kier immediately moved to try and hide behind you, hands clutching at your pants.  Just several minutes ago, as you two were on your way to the Citadel, Kier had been raving about how excited he was to meet King Noctis.  Now that he was finally in his presence, however, it seemed your little boy was more than a little nervous.  “Don’t be scared,” you said with a smile, turning around to hoist Kier up into your arms.  “Say hi,” you urged.

“Hello,” Kier said, voice soft.  You were sure that your son wasn’t going to say much else, but suddenly he blurted out, “Do you love my mama?”  You felt a slight blush crawl up your neck at his question.

“Very much,” Noctis said, a fond look settling in his eyes as he glanced at you.

“Good,” Kier said with a firm nod.  “Because my mama likes you a lot.”  You felt the heat in your cheeks increase.  Noctis let out a laugh at that moment, though, that left you with a smile of your own gracing your features.  With the ice seemingly broken, Kier launched into a conversation with the King.  Throughout the entire dialogue between the two, Noctis never once looked bored or like his patience was being tested.  As the two of them spoke, you couldn’t help the swell of your chest as you watched them interact with one another.

And a part of you found yourself wondering if – hoping that – one day this would be a constant in your life.

[cxmetery-gates]

A DANCE WITH GHOSTS - VISERYS TARGARYEN

CHAPTER ONE: THE FLOWER

SUMMARY: The should-be king of Westeros imagines his rule, until a particular lady disrupts his thoughts.  WORD COUNT: 966 NOTES: Hello, and welcome to the first chapter! Just as a notice, all the chapters are going to be relatively short, but I hope you will enjoy nonetheless. Viserys is a tiny bit out of character, buuut it’s my fan fiction and I make the rules. Now, on with the show! WARNINGS: none

MASTERLIST

UPON A BALCONY STANDS A man that should be the king.

White hair and purple eyes define his features among the rest here in the city Pentos of Essos. Across the narrow sea and upon the Iron Throne of Westeros is where he should find himself, not here, stuck in the ancient city with people who don't care for his homeland. The house of Magister Illyrio Mopatis had been a place to call home for half a year and the magister was hospitable for the future king of Westeros and his little sister, but Viserys only wanted to take back what was his. The task seemed so simple. It should be, given his legitimate claim to the throne. Though, such kidnapped dreams are often times the hardest to find again.

Viserys Targaryen, third of his name, drums his fingers against the stone railing, the metallic clanging of his rings drown in the cries and shouts of the city below. He has no place among them: he is higher than they could ever dream to be. And this is why they sneer at him so. They're all jealous of his rightful claim, how the kingdoms across the sea pray for Targaryen rule. Such praise would never graze them. Viserys knew they would come to fear him once he sits upon the throne of swords. All seven kingdoms and the rest of the world would bow before him on quivering knees, too afraid to speak, lest fight the Targaryen family again. They would love to hate him and hate to love him. Their prayers would be answered in time, but there is nothing that can stop the wrath of a king who was stolen of his rights.

No one wishes to wake the dragon.

Viserys slyly smiles to himself, creating the list of men who will soon meet his fiery touch. If only he could spread wings like the beast of the Targaryen House sigil, cross the sea himself and cast fire upon those who dare send him the wrong glance.

Unrested dreams of violence and conquering cities squander Viserys' mind, plaguing him with visions of success. He is triumphant despite being so far from obtaining an ounce of gold. Perhaps this is what drives him. To prove them all wrong, to finally have a place to call home, and to be the Dragon King—

From the street just under his home, a sweet song interrupts all thoughts and conversations. It catches everyone's attention, including the man on the balcony; it always does. Even the impatient and cynical Viserys can appreciate a blissful song and voice. However, it appears that the girl would purposely choose to begin when Viserys was having a moment for himself. Despite how he wishes to simply ignore the girl, it was proven impossible long ago. Alongside her singing and dancing, every street graced with her voice is captured in a unanimous amusement. There were calls, laughter, and some pitching in on occasion. Under any other circumstance, the people of Pentos were selfish, sometimes cruel to one another, but somehow, someway, the blonde girl turns their hearts from stone to flower pedals, like the ones that adorn her yellow hair.

This makes Viserys roll his eyes. A young, silly girl has easily gained the hearts of the city with her sweet nothings while he has to fight for their respect. Rich and poor, young and old; it does not matter, she is loved and cherished by them all. The pretty flower of Pentos, they call her. It's unfair, though he would never admit this out loud or even to himself. He is, after all, more powerful than she is. And yet, he is just as enthralled as the rest of them.

Only because he has nothing better to do, of course.

So, he continues to watch, taking notice of her every detail, as he has done before. The way her yellow Lannister-like hair bounces with each step, catching the sun rays, turning them into pure gold, is like none other. It's not admirable by any means, considering how much dirt has caked layers upon her light skin, but the color is striking. Viserys crinkles his nose, not wanting this think about the smell that follows the forest-dweller. But this apparently did not matter to the city folk: after all, they share the same filth.

A prominent feature belonging to the woods witch, aside from her sharp jaw and straight, thin nose, are her eyes. Green, like the sea, drift to each person she runs into before closing in a blissful state, allowing her dancing feet to guide the way. The movements her small frame creates are like waves; soft and smooth but also inviting. Mirroring her body, the girl's eyes are just as alluring. Perhaps meeting her gaze creates a curse in which she is forever loved.

None of her features balance out how incredibly obnoxious Viserys finds her, though.

But, despite how Viserys loathes her enticing show, he is unable to keep himself from watching. She even accidentally trips over a loose cobblestone, and while she catches herself, she feels no embarrassment and continues to dance, a light smile still etched across her features, a laugh bubbling past her lips.

How pathetic, he thinks bitterly.

"Viserys!"

A small voice cries out, bringing his attention away from the dancing wood witch. His purple eyes blink a few times, now finding himself back on the ground. Viserys takes one last glance towards the singing girl, seeing her verdant eyes drift over him and his large home before prancing away, voice still singing her songs and arms out to dance with whomever wishes.

Viserys scoffs, turning on his heel to search for his little sister, quickly drowning out the voice belonging to the Flower of Pentos.

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Time Heals | Eleventh Doctor | (HMBM part 2)

Technically this is Heal Me, Break Me part 2, but it can also be read as a continuation of Picture Perfect, or as a standalone fic (I think) Sorry this took forever! Mainly because I couldn’t decide how I wanted to continue it. Kinda rushed the ending so idk how it turned out. (who knows, maybe I’ll do a part 3 one of these days?) 

Fluff. More angst, sorry! Same warnings as last.

Tag list of people who seemed interested in HMBM part 1: @tegan-eva @iamthepenguinwhosearseisonfire @lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis @glitterandcandlewax @nerdyearthling7 @delicrieux @multiixfandoms

The TARDIS interior was beautiful at night. You both thought so.

The atmosphere became ethereal with peace and silence. Flipping two switches and spinning a knob, the machine slipped into night mode. The warbling hum of the engines slowed to a low purr, the bright hues of orange light dimmed significantly in the main control room. The stillness of deep space the Doctor and you found so comforting was even more noticeable, as that little box drifted aimlessly through the stars.

This one particular night though, the Doctor was standing at the control room console, bending a few wires from an open panel. Why wasn’t he in bed with you? Well…

The Doctor sighed and rubbed his forehead with the back of his wrist. Have to make sure that dematerialization circuit stays fixed for tomorrow, was what he told himself. The truth was he was keeping busy, while you slept. As of late, his sleeping habits had become… less than peaceful. Nightmares hadn’t frequented him so much in this body, but they were definitely not something he wanted to worry you with with. So he wasn’t going to risk disturbing you. So what? he thought. Time Lords didn’t need so much sleep.

Sleep is for tortoises, he mumbled, removing his sonic screwdriver from his mouth and pointing it in the square opening.

Suddenly he felt a light pressure on his hips, two arms around him. The soft sensation of two palms moved to his chest and a head rested against his shoulder.

Y/N.

Ever since your ‘official’ relationship began, he’d reveled in the closeness, and how much the touching had increased. And it was wonderful. He loved every detail. He felt your hair brush his neck, the warmth of your body straight from bed, the barely audible sound of your breathing as you held him. Your presence was one of peace, completing him.

He was so glad you’d been watching him that first night. And eternally grateful for that first kiss that led to so much more.

“Watching me again?” he inquired.

One of your hands reached up and softly tucked his hair behind his ear, moving back one bit falling in his face. Fingers threaded into the soft strands and grazed over the shell of his ear, which was something he adored. He closed his eyes and leaned into your hand.

Your lips brushed lightly over his skin as you leaned to whisper in his ear, “Come back to bed? Please?”

You laid your hands atop his, causing him to release fistfuls of wires he didn’t realize he’d been clenching.

He turned around to face you. He smiled adoringly at his beautiful companion, clad in a long T-shirt, shorts and socks. He leaned closer and put his lips on yours, tilting your head up for a soft kiss.

You giggled and moved back a step. “I remember the first time you kissed me here.”

“YOU kissed ME.”

“YOU were into it.” You pushed a finger against his chest.

“Was not!”

“I think I can remember that night quite well enough, thank you very much!” you said, smirking.

The Doctor gave you a knowing smirk, too.

“Doctor?” 

The unexpected voice sounded quite close. He opened his eyes.

His pupils contracted sharply from the intake of unfamiliar light. The atmosphere of gentle orange filling his mind vanished, replaced by a shade of green in the TARDIS control room he was still getting used to.

Y/N was partly why he’d changed the desktop. Orange hurt too much. 

Orange. He sighed with a hand over his face. It had been almost a century. Thinking about you didn’t hurt so much now. Nowadays it brought a dull ache at most. It was much better than the fresh, sharp pain like knives that had immediately followed your death. That sort of pain made him want to stay curled up on the TARDIS floor, hoping for at least the post-regenerative amnesia that would bring some relief. But he didn’t wish for that. Not anymore. 

This was one of the few very clear memories he had left of you. And some nights, eyes closed in the TARDIS night, you were with him. 

He had tried to stop himself doing this, hanging on, coming up to the console room every night he had another nightmare of feeling your body vanishing from his arms, over and over. It was night again on the TARDIS, but now the stillness was jarringly empty.

Maybe that’s why he felt so empty and broken again when he now saw Clara standing before him with something in her hand.

He stood quickly, and turning slightly away from the rather confused young woman, brushed at his eyes with the backs of his sleeves, moving his hands over the front his coat in an effort to appear presentable.

“Sorry!” his voice broke a bit from disuse. Clearing his throat, he spoke again trying to hide it. “Yes, Clara! What is it? What’s happened?” He had kind of awkwardly placed a hand on the seat he’d been sitting in and put an hand at his hip in an effort to appear collected. 

Clara examined her Doctor, hesitant. She’d only very recently started travelling with this man and still knew very little about him.

“Sorry… Doctor,” she began cautiously. “I didn’t know where you were. I heard you rush down the hall, and I figured you must have gotten dressed in a hurry, because…” 

“Doctor, this fell out of your jacket.” she concluded rather quickly. She extended a slightly crumpled square to him. She had questions. There were so many things she still didn’t know about this mysterious man, and about all the others that had flew away with him in his snog box. She knew she wasn’t the first. She wasn’t too sure how she felt about that, and she didn’t know where to begin.

“Was she nice, your friend?” 

A look of silent rage flared in the Time Lord’s eyes. She’d brought up a painful memory. Someone special, then. Clara held her ground, but he turned away and wouldn’t meet her gaze. So he wasn’t going to tell her… 

Clara started to say something along the lines of alright then, it’s okay, Doctor, we all have our secrets… under her breath, turning to leave.

“Wait.”

She turned back around. The Doctor looked apologetic for glaring. His face had fallen and reverted back into its original tired sadness. Clara extended her hand again, and laid her free hand on his shoulder as he slumped down in the seat again. He delicately took the photograph without looking at it.

“That’s er, a memory. A friend of mine. Someone I lost. A long time ago.”

[that-fandom-sucks-tho]

Caught Flustered

Title: Caught Flustered

Warnings: Swear words and sexual themes

Summary: After Peters revenge he hears you in your room doing something naughty.

Part 1 Part 2

Peter laid in his bed with a smug grin on his face, he had successfully exacted his revenge on Y/N. He  couldn’t believe his own boldness.  Peter was never considered a suave guy with the ladies but he had managed to make Y/N a mess underneath him. 

He wondered if Y/N would be getting revenge or if this was the end of your game.  If you continued your game he was in a vulnerable place because his room was next to yours.  Normally he stayed at his apartment but training went late so he crashed in the room saved for him.  If you wanted you could come into his room and web him to his bed. That made him nervous so he decided to reach out further with his hearing.  He didn’t have super hearing put his powers had given him better senses than the average human. He didn’t usually eavesdrop on people because that can be a good way to ruin your birthday gift.

He tried to focus on your room to see if you were awake and plotting. It was silent except for deep breathing.  Peter sighed and was about to reel his hearing in when he heard a breathy moan.  Peter stilled, that couldn’t be what he thought it was, right?  He strained to try and hear better.

Moans again filled his ears. His eyes grew wide at the thought of what you could be doing in your room. His cheeks felt a rush of heat, maybe you were thinking of him. This made a throbbing pulse go through him.  Maybe you were finishing what he had started.  That made him blush harder, but that couldn’t be true.

Another moan brought him back and then- “Peter”

He jerked up in bed heart pounding.

“Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck.” He whispered as he paced around his room. He ran his hands down his face and then through his fair.

Not only were you probably doing very dirty things you were doing them thinking of him. His boxers suddenly became very tight. What was he supposed to do? Stay here and pretend this didn’t happen? Go over there and….. help you?

He gulped and tried to control his thoughts.  He groaned this was probably your revenge. You were doing this to him on purpose. He was not going to let you win, so he decided to storm over there and end this. One way or another.

He whipped open his door and stormed over to yours.  He didn’t even knock and threw open your door.  The sight that greeted him was a huge surprise.

You weren’t even awake, you were twisted in your sheets and small whimper sounds were being emitted. Peter smirked you were having a dirty dream about him. He could get a double dose of revenge if he played this right.

Peter coughed loudly and then called your name. You stirred and looked back at him “Darling if you wanted me that bad I’m right here no need for fantasies.”

You realized in that moment two things: one was that you were dreaming of doing some very naughty things to Spidey himself and two was that Peter Parker had caught you mid dream.

You had to play this right or you would never hear the end of it. “If by fantasies you mean me imagining how annoying you are then trust me I know your right there for the real life experience.” She tried to play off her dreaming.

Peter knew you were lying but that was okay with him. He knew this would end in his favor. “Well, in that case I leave with my annoyingness in tow.”  He turned around and pretended to leave.

“Wait, I didn’t say you had to leave.  Before the dream of you I, had… a bad dream.” You pretended to look scared and then patted the empty space next to you on the bed.

He smirked and walked over to you.  He laid down with his chest pressed against his back and your legs tangled together. He was still for a minute waiting for you to do something. When you don’t he wraps his arms around you and buried his head in your neck.  He immediately went for your sweet spot on your neck.  He began to suck and your breathing hitched. Unconsciously you tilted your head so more of your neck was open to his magical mouth

“Spidey do you know what you’re starting?” 

He chuckled and the vibrations make a low moan escape your lips. “I know exactly what I’m starting.”  His lips began to move up your neck leaving a trail of hot kisses. He made it to the shell of your ear and bit down on the lobe and tugged.  This again caused you to moan.

He was winning and you could not let this happen. You pressed further back into him until your ass was in the perfect placement against his crotch. His movements stopped.  You began to roll your hips back and forth.  Since the famous Peter Parker slept only in his boxers you could immediately feel the reaction your actions caused. You could also hear the heavy breathing and low groan in your ear.

“Sweetheart you’re heading into dangerous territory.”  He began to move his hips along with yours trying to create more of the desired friction. You decided you didn’t like this position anymore.

You flipped over to face the flushed breathless face of Peter Parker. You smiled and put your hands on his chest dragging your hands down slowly tracing his muscles.

“Maybe I like dangerous.” You smirked before smashing your lips against his, a hot make out ensuing. You and him were tangled and pressed so close you couldn’t tell where you limbs began and his ended. Slowly his hand started to reach the hem of your shirt. 

You were about to lift it off your head when-

“Y/N are you alright I heard a lot of groaning and thought you might be hurt.” Vision had ghosted through the wall as his room was to the left of yours.

You and Peter quickly flew apart, so fast and hard Peter accidentally threw himself onto the floor. Vision not understanding the situation continued to ask questions while you repeatedly told him that you were fine and that knocking and doors are required before entering a room.

“Mister Peter did you also come to check on Y/N for injuries?” Asked the perplexed Vision

“Um, yeah but since she’s fine I best be off to bed. Bye.” Peter ran out of the room face on fire and a weird limp to his walk. Next went a confused Vision leaving you alone.

Would this be considered a tie?

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[airlea-sicarius]

If I was in FFXV 2

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis​ asked for a scenario where the regalia broke down and there were Tonberries (the plural is indeed correct XD).

Sorry it’s kinda short! I just did what came to mind.

Also tagging @jojopitcher​ @1000wolflover​ and @noboomoon​

This is just peachy. If there’s one thing I hate more than a caar breaking down, it’s a car breaking down when I can hear DAEMONS OUT THERE YOU L’IL MOTHER FUDGING BUTTERNUT SQUASH YOU

Noct: I filled up the tank I swear Me Well you obviously didn’t or we’d be perfectly fine Noct: Look, just help me out here, okay? Me: In case you have forgotten, the phobia for the big daemon giants is REAL.

Staying inside the regalia whilst the others have to make an effort because I can barely make it trough the night driving without flinching at every single groan and snore.

Daemons are bad news, in case you haven’t noticed.

Noct: If you help out, I can give you the money to get some diamonds on that game. Me: The offer’s tempting, but not even cake is gonna have me help you. Gladio What about a big smooch from the prince hiimself. Me: Again, tempting but - wait, WHAT!? Noct: GLADIO SHUDDAP

Awkwardness alert

Getting everyone to get their ass in gear....hahaha...gear.....car needs the right gear..get it? No? Gosh darn it.

Ignis is that a chef’s knife I see? Me: *looks out the window* Tonberry: *yoinks me out the car* Me: Blasted damnation!!!!!!!!

Getting doinked by a Tonberry in the big toe

YOU LI’L  *BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP*

Running in circles and chucking in more magic flasks.

Tripping over one’s very own feet is rather fun, too, I guess

It really isn’t in this situation.

I’d sooner have to fight spiders right about now

Is probably the least helpful person in this fight UNTIL I have enough.

And then I’m gonna get that broken deckchair to their faces.

Prompto: Woah! That’s violent! Me: Says the guy SHOOTING THEM *bullet misses and I duck* BRO THAT WAS NEARLY ME YA ‘NANA BREAD LOAF (banana bread loaf)

I may be scared, but once I’m in the JUST DIE ALREADY phase I’m gonna be keeping an eye on everyone but Gladio. Gladio’s all good.

Noct’s on his butt. OH NO. Must save - oh, never mind I was yoinked onto mine.

It takes a while to take care of the feisty little critters, but once it’s done I’m all too happy to get some shut eye.

Aaaaaaaaaaand I never trust His Highness over there to fill up the Regalia alone.

[antivancrowsmoved]

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis

i was talking about my mother, dumbass. not the fucking judges. learn reading comprehension.

anyways child pageants should be illegal

[ffxvhoe]

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis just sending in an ask is good if you've got a request!!

[emmettmccartycullen]

(via @lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis)

Emmett and Alice showing up to the graduation party in eclipse

[tinglingandnumbness]

I've been tagged by @mirdelli!

11 Questions Tag 

Rule #1: Always post the rules. Rule #2: Answer the questions the person who tagged you asked, then write 11 new ones. Rule #3: Tag 11 people and link them in this post. Rule #4: Tell them you tagged them 

1. Any strange talents? Meh. None that I can think of. I'm just a strange girl overall. :P

2. What’s the weirdest food you have eaten? Balut I guess. It's this premature duck egg with the feathers and little bones and beak still there. Only tried it once a long long time ago.

3. Star Wars, Star Trek or neither? Not exactly totally familiar with them both but I watched Star Trek for Mr. Bumbercatch...HAHA.

4. Favourite ship/pairing? Ahhhh God. Uh...Romione, Cecilos, Hazel/Gus, Fourtris, Hinny, Everlark, Malec, Sherolly and....I'm sure there are more than this.

6. Pets, do you got them? Yep, my icon is my Golden Lab but we have to give him to my relatives since we moved. :( But I got a Shi Tzu puppy currently named Loki! :)

7. Best come-back you have? There are a few comebacks about crotches...I can't remember. Haha!

8. What’s your favourite month? May or December or August! 

9. What superhero would you marry? Umm...Captain America, hands down. :D

10. What’s the most amount of food you have eaten in one sitting? Pizza, or some good pasta.

11. What’s the best dance you know? This. ;)

1. Have you ever experimented on making your own crazy snack in the kitchen?

2. Are you doing what you want to be doing in your life right now?

3. What was the nicest thing that you have done for somebody?

4. Who has the best cheekbone game, Benedict Cumberbatch, Matt Smith or Tom Hiddleston?

5. Can you write or draw? 

6. What would you do if your favorite celebrity turned up at your door step and asked you for directions?

7. Have you ever experienced thinking of something you need to get in another room and completely forgotten what you're supposed to be getting? 

8. What TV series you recommend and are currently into right now?

9. Do you still have your childhood stuffed toy with you? What is it?

10. What are you craving to eat right now?

11. Do you know Doctor Who? Are you excited for the new season this month?

[twilight-town-gays]

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis Tune in tomorrow!! 😂

Twilight Town in KH3

Not everyone is going to like the topics I talk about in these rants and I love KH3 to pieces but I feel like I need to talk about these things. They will contain spoilers which I’ll tag, but please don’t read until you have finished the game.

Yup, this was definitely coming. Twilight Town was one of the worlds that I was personally looking forward to the most because. It’s Twilight Town. Need I say anything else?

But it’s only just one giant room with ¾ sections?? Tram Common, the sewers, the woods, and the Old Mansion. These areas are absolutely beautiful (and may have made me cry a bit from nostalgia) but, the amount of TT there is is a bit misleading.

The trailers had a large emphasis on TT and that seldie of Sora made it seem like we could go back to the Clock Tower, which even if there was no story there, I’m sure a lot of people would have loved to have seen with it being Iconic™

[airlea-sicarius]

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis is there any situation you'd look to see Lucis me stuck in?

If I was in FFXV

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while and I thought now would be a great time! Now, this is slightly different to what I would really be like, but that can be done as illustrations somewhen. Psst, this is just for shits and giggles (and because self-shipping is fun). I remembered this Noctim HCs thing Jojo did an I was like ‘let’s do this’.

Tagging @jojopitcher​ @themissimmortal​ @chocobabyporcelain​ @1000wolflover​ 

Send me more ‘what would you be like in ffxv’ with certain situations! I went  very off topic. Like, real bad. So go along with it XD

I’d totally use a longsword - or katana. One of the two.

Jeans, shirt, hoodie, turtle neck.

Another mum friend - but I’m the chill mum ‘don’t forget the condoms Gladio’, ‘You always fall asleep without a blanket Noct’ ‘Don’t worry Prompto, I’ll get your pain relief for that tooth ache’.

Can’t drive. As in, never had any lessons.

Got books just in case.

Noct: What ya do-ing? Me: Reading. Noct: Reading what? Me: nothing of interest to you. Gladio: is it that Choices app again? Me:…. so what if it is? Gladio: Are you still reading Freshman? Me:…. What do you want from me? Gladio: *trolling grin* Still after the quaterback? Me: HIS NAME IS CHRIS, DUDE Prompto: Give me allllll the deets. I’ll help you two get together! Me: No, you’ll help him and Althea get together. I already have my sights on someone very real. Noctis: *looking at me in surprise* Oh? Regis and my dad from their graves: NOCT STOP BEING OBLIVIOUS YOU BUTTERNUT SQUASH

Wish I could use fire (Noctis: Trust me when I say ‘it’s smokey’) -_- 

Puns get into my head.

Noct: What? Don’t like my rod? Me: I wouldn’t know Never experienced it. Everyone: O.O Noct: ///O.O/// Me: BYE *jumps into the lake*

Saying things that Gladio finds lewd and then trying to dig myself out of the whole but making it bigger (hehehe that sounds wrong XD)

That sounded a lot better in my head

Wanting to be with Noct but pain isn’t my number one thing in life I want.

That supportive friend - Don’t listen to your anxiety, Prompto - listen to your heart Listen to what you want.

After a hard win? Sometimes the most successful victory is the hardest loss…

Looking out of the window dramarically when a sad song comes on and it’s raining

Gladio: Did Chris break up with ya? Me: ….: Prompto:… Is Althea sad? Ignis: -_- (knows what it is) Noctis: What did Chris do, and how can I tell him off? Me:… I have been betrayed Ignis: *sighs here* Noctis: What did he do? And how can I kill him? Prompto: Hey, Noct, can I join? Gladio: Me too. Me:… Le Forge failed to fix a console and I lost anti-matter. Everyone but Ignis: -_- Ignis: :D

Me: GODDAMN IT DUDE DON’T GO WITH HER Gladio: This is an unhealthy obsession. Me: How is looking out for my friends unhealthy? Gladio: He’s Fictional. Me: Last I checked my good friend Tash - ye, the one from school, is not fake. Unlike you. Noctis: DEAL WITH IT

Noctis: *uses lynx fallen angel* Those adverts have women flock to them. So why don’t I? Me: *speaks sadly* I’m very sorry to say this but… *puts a hand on his shoulder* we can’t work miracles.  Noctis: :( Me: XD XD XD *so proud of myself*

BUNNY ALERT BUNNY ALERT *Gladio requires assistance to pull me away*

Getting lost in a dungeon - Noctis: I thought you said you were good at navigation? Me: Correction: I said I could follow my feet pretty well and that was about it.

Daemons are scary but I try my hardest (que running around in circles and chucking in magic flasks)

*going through tight spaces* I swear if I still have boobs after this I’m gonna be surprised.

Singing songs on the radio

Cute scene on apps = tears in the car.

Using Noct as a pillow because he be ver warm/

Warning: typos everywhere with a phone that needs holy water

Cabbinal (cannibal) has been integrated into Noctis language thanks to constantly thinking I’m actually saying Cannibal.

Gets everyone invested into this app - Noct thinking he has to go around in a henley shirt (c’mon guys he’d look SNATCHED) to get attention. BOY WHAT YA DOIN’

Tries to get something special for everyone on their birthday - remembers I’m broke so hugs it is.

Me: … I have been betrayed again… Noct: Offline again? Me: No. Prompto: …no cake: Me: It’s December 5th and STILL no christmas songs.

Week later… Me: I’m done with getting stabbed in the fricking back Ignis: *clings to ebony can* Gladio: Alright. Who is it now? Prompto: What did she do now? Me: All I want to know is what happens if I go backseating in Chris’ car.. Noct: Why can’t you. Me: *shows him screen* Look, I have 2 diamonds. I have to pay to be flirty.  Prompto: Wonder why you have to pay to flirt? Ignis: You pay for it with a pregnancy whilst in education. Me: *ooga chaka intensifies*

Vlogging Gladio: Question from Teigan - what are your thoughts on Luna? Me: *whispers into the camera mic* If you touch Noct, your death will be quick and painless

Luna dies - Everyone inluding Noct’s unconscious form: *looks at me* Me: She looked at him funny!

Hugs Noct when he’s sad. Hugging Prompto when he sad. Hugging Ignis when he stressed. HUgging Gladio when - Nah he can have the last half of my cup noodles.

CAN WE HAVE CAKE FOR DINNER Ignis: Vegetables stew tonight.  Me and Noct: PROTECT EACH OTHER

Sad day arrival. Noct: you been on that app? Me:…no. Noct: …can I help you? Me: … huggle snuggle pwease… Noct: *amused eye roll and hug because he likes hugs*

Ebony convos are short lived. Noct: I may have asked you this before but, is ebony really all that good? Me: No. It’s gross. Ignis: *if looks could kill* How very dare you.

Bad accents and impressions.

Vlogging a lot.

Ardyn shows up - Well, I think we found our villain. Prompto: How do you know? Me: He has that face. *After a few seconds* So does Gladio, actually. Gladio: *offended* Hey. Me: ^3^

[airlea-sicarius]

@lindsay-got-lost-in-the-tardis 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

I'll be sure to do a sequel later today XD

If I was in FFXV

I’ve been meaning to do this for a while and I thought now would be a great time! Now, this is slightly different to what I would really be like, but that can be done as illustrations somewhen. Psst, this is just for shits and giggles (and because self-shipping is fun). I remembered this Noctim HCs thing Jojo did an I was like ‘let’s do this’.

Tagging @jojopitcher​ @themissimmortal​ @chocobabyporcelain​ @1000wolflover​ 

Send me more ‘what would you be like in ffxv’ with certain situations! I went  very off topic. Like, real bad. So go along with it XD

I’d totally use a longsword - or katana. One of the two.

Jeans, shirt, hoodie, turtle neck.

Another mum friend - but I’m the chill mum ‘don’t forget the condoms Gladio’, ‘You always fall asleep without a blanket Noct’ ‘Don’t worry Prompto, I’ll get your pain relief for that tooth ache’.

Can’t drive. As in, never had any lessons.

Got books just in case.

Noct: What ya do-ing? Me: Reading. Noct: Reading what? Me: nothing of interest to you. Gladio: is it that Choices app again? Me:…. so what if it is? Gladio: Are you still reading Freshman? Me:…. What do you want from me? Gladio: *trolling grin* Still after the quaterback? Me: HIS NAME IS CHRIS, DUDE Prompto: Give me allllll the deets. I’ll help you two get together! Me: No, you’ll help him and Althea get together. I already have my sights on someone very real. Noctis: *looking at me in surprise* Oh? Regis and my dad from their graves: NOCT STOP BEING OBLIVIOUS YOU BUTTERNUT SQUASH

Wish I could use fire (Noctis: Trust me when I say ‘it’s smokey’) -_- 

Puns get into my head.

Noct: What? Don’t like my rod? Me: I wouldn’t know Never experienced it. Everyone: O.O Noct: ///O.O/// Me: BYE *jumps into the lake*

Saying things that Gladio finds lewd and then trying to dig myself out of the whole but making it bigger (hehehe that sounds wrong XD)

That sounded a lot better in my head

Wanting to be with Noct but pain isn’t my number one thing in life I want.

That supportive friend - Don’t listen to your anxiety, Prompto - listen to your heart Listen to what you want.

After a hard win? Sometimes the most successful victory is the hardest loss…

Looking out of the window dramarically when a sad song comes on and it’s raining

Gladio: Did Chris break up with ya? Me: ….: Prompto:… Is Althea sad? Ignis: -_- (knows what it is) Noctis: What did Chris do, and how can I tell him off? Me:… I have been betrayed Ignis: *sighs here* Noctis: What did he do? And how can I kill him? Prompto: Hey, Noct, can I join? Gladio: Me too. Me:… Le Forge failed to fix a console and I lost anti-matter. Everyone but Ignis: -_- Ignis: :D

Me: GODDAMN IT DUDE DON’T GO WITH HER Gladio: This is an unhealthy obsession. Me: How is looking out for my friends unhealthy? Gladio: He’s Fictional. Me: Last I checked my good friend Tash - ye, the one from school, is not fake. Unlike you. Noctis: DEAL WITH IT

Noctis: *uses lynx fallen angel* Those adverts have women flock to them. So why don’t I? Me: *speaks sadly* I’m very sorry to say this but… *puts a hand on his shoulder* we can’t work miracles.  Noctis: :( Me: XD XD XD *so proud of myself*

BUNNY ALERT BUNNY ALERT *Gladio requires assistance to pull me away*

Getting lost in a dungeon - Noctis: I thought you said you were good at navigation? Me: Correction: I said I could follow my feet pretty well and that was about it.

Daemons are scary but I try my hardest (que running around in circles and chucking in magic flasks)

*going through tight spaces* I swear if I still have boobs after this I’m gonna be surprised.

Singing songs on the radio

Cute scene on apps = tears in the car.

Using Noct as a pillow because he be ver warm/

Warning: typos everywhere with a phone that needs holy water

Cabbinal (cannibal) has been integrated into Noctis language thanks to constantly thinking I’m actually saying Cannibal.

Gets everyone invested into this app - Noct thinking he has to go around in a henley shirt (c’mon guys he’d look SNATCHED) to get attention. BOY WHAT YA DOIN’

Tries to get something special for everyone on their birthday - remembers I’m broke so hugs it is.

Me: … I have been betrayed again… Noct: Offline again? Me: No. Prompto: …no cake: Me: It’s December 5th and STILL no christmas songs.

Week later… Me: I’m done with getting stabbed in the fricking back Ignis: *clings to ebony can* Gladio: Alright. Who is it now? Prompto: What did she do now? Me: All I want to know is what happens if I go backseating in Chris’ car.. Noct: Why can’t you. Me: *shows him screen* Look, I have 2 diamonds. I have to pay to be flirty.  Prompto: Wonder why you have to pay to flirt? Ignis: You pay for it with a pregnancy whilst in education. Me: *ooga chaka intensifies*

Vlogging Gladio: Question from Teigan - what are your thoughts on Luna? Me: *whispers into the camera mic* If you touch Noct, your death will be quick and painless

Luna dies - Everyone inluding Noct’s unconscious form: *looks at me* Me: She looked at him funny!

Hugs Noct when he’s sad. Hugging Prompto when he sad. Hugging Ignis when he stressed. HUgging Gladio when - Nah he can have the last half of my cup noodles.

CAN WE HAVE CAKE FOR DINNER Ignis: Vegetables stew tonight.  Me and Noct: PROTECT EACH OTHER

Sad day arrival. Noct: you been on that app? Me:…no. Noct: …can I help you? Me: … huggle snuggle pwease… Noct: *amused eye roll and hug because he likes hugs*

Ebony convos are short lived. Noct: I may have asked you this before but, is ebony really all that good? Me: No. It’s gross. Ignis: *if looks could kill* How very dare you.

Bad accents and impressions.

Vlogging a lot.

Ardyn shows up - Well, I think we found our villain. Prompto: How do you know? Me: He has that face. *After a few seconds* So does Gladio, actually. Gladio: *offended* Hey. Me: ^3^