#motts asks

[fuck-kirk]

Mott have you read Murtagh yet??

YES!! I finished it about two days after it released lol and I’ve listened to the audio book twice. I’m insane.

(Also sorry I know you sent this forever ago, I always forget to check my inbox)

[housecow]

As a Texan, I feel strangely horny for oaks because they grow so proud and beautifully in the sun. Dare i say gluttonous. Texas oaks are particularly full, inviting, and comforting. They have fed people for thousands of years. The shade of an oak is not preferred but necessary for a climate as variable and unforgiving as Texas. Temporary respite from a cruel world. It’s shade is soft.

Live oaks in particular… there is something about them

no you are SO. RIGHT. growing up, a lot of my friends had land (rural things). one of them had this old oak grove on her property—we’d go down there and climb trees for fun.

it was like an entirely different world once you entered the canopy—they were “angel” oaks, with these huge limbs reaching down and touching the ground. super easy to climb, but it also felt so… isolated. the leaves almost muffled the sound from outside, you couldn’t even feel the wind (which blew hard, people living in plains know what i mean). we’d spend hours there and i miss it every day.

one day i’ll write a (horror?) novel about this, lol…

[icarusredwings]

Established saxteen. Implied things 👁👄👁

Just a quiet day at the Temple Nobles until-

"THETA. JOHN. SIGMA!"

Ope- well, that lasted about 30 seconds. I guess that's what happens when you marry your best enemy.

"COME HERE! RIGHT NOW!"

Sitting down in the living room, the entire family froze, turning to look at the Doctor whose eyes are now massive with terror. He hasn't used that tone with him in such a long time... it frightened him completely. Without a seconds hesitation, one by one, they get up to leave, Rose giving him a 'Oooooh' look as she left and Donna whispering, "What did you do?"

"I have no idea.."

"Oh that's even worse." Shaun popped in, before immediately popping back out, deciding the kitchen needed cleaning all of a sudden, and Sylvia thought 3 pm was a great time to start making dinner. She had no clue what was going on but knew one thing.

"John?? Really?"

He shrugs and swallows as he very slowly starts up the steps, first giving Wilfred a 'See you later... maybe at my funeral.' Glance in which the older man saluted him goodbye.

Begining to play with his fingers, his head lowered like a cowarding dog, knowing it's done something wrong and now had to face the consequences. Except that was the issue. He had no clue what he had done.

Standing at the top of the stairs, his husbands arms were crossed, glaring at him with every step he took, looking as if he'd shove him back down them at the any moments notice.

Giving him such big puppydog eyes, the Doctor let out a tiny whimper. "...yes?"

Within an instant, the mans face softened into a small smile, a smirk actually, proud of himself for hummiliating him. Oh, what a munipulative bastard. "Hello dear."

"Uh...hi?"

He smiled more innocently, letting out a soft giglgle. "Did you eat today?"

"Y...yeah?"

Taking his hands, he swayed softly. "Do you want to take a bubble bath with me?"

"So... im not going to face impending doom..?"

"What are you talking about?" Obviously he was gaslighting him. But oh the Doctor made it so easy.. and so FUN.

"Im not ....introuble?" He asks, glancing at their hands and then up to his face, trying to figure out what game he was playing at.

"Nu-uh."

A rush of relief washed over him, only to immediately become confused again. "Wait.. why did you call me John? My middle names not john.."

The master shrugged, giggling more to see just how flustard he could make him with just 7 words. "Now it is. Sooo... Bath??"

Rolling his eyes, The Doctor sighed but nodded. "Yes...but you're still a jerk."

"Yeah yeah, love you too. I want the salts in it!"

"Oh is your back hurting again?"

"No, but its about too-"

"Wha-? Oh. OH. Okay!"

Tag treats <3

[eebie]

What about mixing diet coke with apple SAUCE huh? prejudice.

Actually im open to this let’s touch base…..

[dante-revron]

What does Devon think of the others?

(My main account above cuz im too lazy to wait)

[maximotts]

I love having friends I can bother while I’m high out of my mind

[kalpeavaris]

Question; How would Echo and his Minions/Team react to Alice? How would Alice react to Echo's Congregation?

Echo would most likely be interested in Alice since it's after the Absolute Solvers OG code to 'repair' itself - so any Solver User (and Host) is a potential goal it could use.

Motte & Y would most likely keep their distance to Alice since she seems just as unhinged as Echo - at another level, but still unhinged and difficult to analyse/predict.

For Alice... I'd say she'd be curious. Kind of a "you guys are fucking weird. I wanna know watcha doing" curiosity that would drive her to figure out what the hell is going on. And I mean... one can always use "friends" with higher power, so why not assume a neutral/friendly peace treaty for now?

[hopelesslygaysstuff]

Hellooo lil butterbean in my phone, I’m sorry people were being weird with you yesterday apparently, have a hug instead 💖

This is me hugging u btw

[doverstar]

I will be re-reading Lost and Rewritten at some point and potentially drawing a shitton of fanart for it ✨

that fic made me feel things back when I first read it and I died three times /pos

It heavily influenced my headcanon that the Eleventh Doctor smells like a library, halfway between dusty books and a fireplace with a hint of wool

Oh my goodness, thank you so much! I love that description of how the Doctor smells. Absolutely agreed! Whatta guy. Can't wait to see what you draw. Thank you!

[fear-is-truth]

what do you think about Finn Witrock as American Psycho? i’ve seen people fancast him, although i havent watched the movie or read the book yet lol

- 🪻

i don’t have tiktok so idk about the fan casting, but the crazy thing is i’ve mentioned that exact fan cast to my friends on multiple occasions lol. like, even though i firmly believe american psycho should never be remade (christian bale is THE one and only patrick bateman), finn witrock is the only actor i could accept if they did. because of his role as dandy mott in ahs freak show—the tighty whities workout scene paired with delusional voiceover narration and his overall behavior in that character was kinda similar to patrick. here’s the link to bateman’s workout scene in american psycho

[quietwingsinthesky]

🎲👀

random number generator pulled up 16: kiss in the rain! avast!!! surprise tenwilf be upon thee!!!!

They all have someone else, the Doctor tells Wilf, and he knows as he says it that he’s including Wilf in that as well. He doesn’t know if this will be goodbye forever. It scares him.

The Doctor loses because he loves. That’s how it’ll always be, but still, he holds on as long as he can. If Wilf will look to the stars for him, then he can bear to look back.

He can kiss him as the rain disguises tears. He can even pretend to be surprised when Wilf answers the apology of it with forgiveness, never faltering.

[send a number for a kiss or a 🎲 to randomly select one]

[fuck-kirk]

LOVE how many posts you reblog are tagged like "(sigh) izzy", genuinely love that for you

The amount of posts that I begrudgingly relate to Izzy or edizzy is ever growing ….

[wandapinkay]

soooooo cute you selfship with mott animal crossing (he's my fave villager too <3) i had him nl and got his picture and i cried real tears when he moved 😭 so awesome to see others appreciate the funny man!!

Awaaa thank you so much!! To be honest, he really deserves more love from fans! Most of the people who aknowledge his existence (mostly youtubers) just shit on him for being a bland villager or worse and I'm like.. what? Do you hear yourself? 😭 He looks and acts so sweet, the himbo ever! He's the most underrated of the lions hands down and that should be changed 😤 I'm so sorry about him moving for you! :( New Leaf can be awful about villagers moving, so I'm happy that on New Horizons you can just tell them to stay if they have that convo with you.. I had to tell Eugene to stay twice and he's my #1 FDGGHDF I hunted for him before I got my own Mott amiibo and then made a custom one for my gf (who's the main culprit in making me love him the way I do now) and I was shook when I got him in exactly 50 NMTs!! Love him so much 💕💕

[zonzolik]

Turns out I'm unable to watch DW without making a post about it, so here we go:

Doctor Who: The End Of Time - Part One (special) - thoughts

Aww granddad again, I like that guy

Who's that randomly appeared woman

the TARDIS in the vitrage doesn't surprise me one bit

Also who's that manically laughing guy?

Love DW theme music

10th is so unhinged. Still too arrogant for me tho.

This is bad. This is very, very bad.

Not that bitch Master again. Those women are so stupid. Let him be fucking dead.

Go Lucy

"hair all sticky-uppy" Gramps is great😂

The new Master is scary. He eats people. That's not very kind of him.

And now they're scenting each other. Fucking amazing.

This oldster club is adorable

He's so sad and cute 😭😭😭 I wanna squeeze him so bad /affectionate

How is the Master so overpowered all of a sudden, liked him way more when he was just a bloke

The king/president/idk the black man and his daughter have erotic energy and I don't like it, genuinely thought they were married at first.

The Master should learn how to eat

Aren't those the same stables from the baloon special?

The Master is a fucking madman. What is he even thinking? Why would he put his face on all people?

This shit's super scary

THE TIME LORDS AREN'T ALL DEAD?!

Um.. So.. That was something. I hope it ends well. I'm definitely not comfortable watching it tho.

[universe-on-her-shoulders]

OK, so, uh, new idea of prompt!

The Spy Master (at a point before or after being trapped in the gold tooth in his timeline) arrives at a point in time when Fourteen has already settled down. His brain wrestles, once again, with a lot of conflicted feelings seeing the Doctor happy.

This was… delicious.

The Master lay back on his picnic blanket in the meadow, a pair of binoculars pressed to his face and trained on the villa across the valley as he idly reached for a strawberry and shoved it into his mouth. The sun was beating down on the rolling landscape, but he hardly noticed it as he remained laser-focused on his quarry, who was currently playing what appeared to be pétanque with a gentleman in a wheelchair, who seemed to be cheating, as the Doctor either failed to notice or chose not to.

The Doctor was wearing, quite improbably, a t-shirt. It looked utterly absurd to the Master, who was clad in his usual purple attire, irrespective of how warm it was; the heat was a mere inconvenience to him, but one that could be ignored easily enough. The Doctor was leaning into the heat, he gathered; he had teamed his t-shirt with shorts, a wide-brimmed straw hat, and even – the Master grimaced – flipflops, and the casual air of it all was bewilderingly excellent. He looked casual. He looked relaxed. He looked… well, the Master twiddled the dial on the binoculars, trying to make out the expression on his oldest friend’s face, but he was certain that he’d look bored. From this distance, he couldn’t see him thrumming with nervous energy, but he knew it to be the case; he knew the Doctor well enough to know that being stuck in the South of France with a boringly conventional family unit would be stultifying and dull, and that he must be itching to escape in the TARDIS.

Still, that was satisfying in and of itself; knowing that the Doctor was trapped here by the conventionality of politeness, unable to leave. He would suffer through years – perhaps even decades – of boredom, and the idea of that was so delightful that the Master couldn’t help but kicking his legs in glee. Death by mundanity. Death by drudgery. Death by human. It was so perfectly Doctorish that he laughed aloud. Only the Doctor could build himself a cage that wasn’t so much gilded as… well, rustically hand-woven, in keeping with some of the things he'd passed in the local village on the way here. Bless him and his affection for his pets; it really was in keeping with his entire personality to chain himself to them for the duration of their lifetime and then have both of his hearts broken when they inevitably keeled over and died. And perhaps, alright, the Master might already be concocting schemes to accelerate that happening, because playing with the Doctor’s pet humans and their silly little families was an excellent way to pass the time. He still thought fondly of Martha Jones, despite her ultimate defiance of him.

Settling back, he reached for the bottle of wine he’d liberated from a nearby vineyard. Might as well get comfortable.

[maximotts]

Cozy beds and history channel shows do wonders for my writing