#sorry vitaly

[ruvviks]

the two most normal best friends in night city to share a birthday. happy birthday vitali and mikhail, here's to many more years of nobody knowing how to label your relationship <3

taglist (opt in/out)

@nistarot, @deadrlngers, @euryalex, @ordinarymaine, @mojaves;

@shellibisshe, @dickytwister, @mnwlk, @rindemption, @ncytiri;

@calenhads, @noirapocalypto, @florbelles, @radioactiveshitstorm, @strafethesesinners;

@fashionablyfyrdraaca, @radioactive-synth, @katsigian, @estevnys, @devilbrakers;

@aezyrraesh, @carlosoliveiraa, @adelaidedrubman, @batwomxns

[zalgoid]

This is gonna be a long thing to explain.

Characters From Left to Right: Tigress from Kung fu panda, Vitaly from Madagascar 3, Morning Frost from once upon a witchlight (though he is squished in the back for scale), Shira from the ice age movies (who I force on two legs) and Diego from the ice age movies (who I also forced on two legs)

I’ve noticed a trend that in shows and movies I like or liked as a kid that if that show/movie had an anthro Tiger character there was a 100% chance said anthro tiger was my favorite character and I have no clue why 🧍‍♀️ I thought I would be silly to draw them together and as I started I realized that they kinda give silly dnd party so I shot them with the dnd ray (not tigress cause she’s perfect and not frost cause he’s already a dnd character 🧍‍♀️) and I ended up with this line up.

We have Tigress as a monk, Vitaly as a barbarian+bard multiclass, Shira as a Rouge+Fighter multiclass, Diego as a fighter, and Frost as the ONLY non-martial as his silly Sorcerer flavored to be like a mystic type deal.

The Autism demands I don’t stop drawing them until I explode so you’re gonna see a lot of them. I have no clue what their adventures will be other than indulging 6 year old me (and maybe fighting the bbeg Tony the tiger /j)

Anyways I’m gonna be so cringe yall don’t even know it.

[champmorado]

Got a real dozy of an art request.

Can ya doodle a bit of Long Ge and Vitaly Petrov at a zoo watching penguins?

thank you so much for sending a request!!!!

heres them watching some king planeguins ^_^

[theood]

My fiancé made Father Vitalis in the Sims and that was really very hot. One day I'll get art of that demon dick. For now he's losing strip poker in my head and it's a wonder no one found out he's a demon in the quaint old town he took over priestly duties for

[serenofroses]

you know what.

I'm decided to headcanon that Jadus learnt sign languages at a young age, hoping to communicate with either their mom or someone close to them due to the person is deaf/hard of hearing.

This led to them to have a preference over the mask design as the Emperor's Heir, the mask itself must cover their full face except their lip and chin exposed. Which is the specific reason for deaf/hard of hearing taught to lipread.

Jadus was aware that Ania lipread, so the high chances that Jadus dropped their Dark Councillor attire for their Vitali royalty attire during the first meeting.

I had an idea that that only a few people knew of Jadus' Emperor Heir identity. Keeper and Marr to start with, also Kritanta and Vowrawn too, which pave the way for Ania was forewarned about Jadus and knew they're one of Tenebrae's children.

[beingharsh]

i NEED to buy a wedding ring for my mutuals collectively

[thedogslegart]

Gino? My good friend Gino?

[crumplstiltskin]

sorry theres still nothing new i just miss him (vitalis draft, touchstarved oc)

[ladyofnegativity]

Heeeeey Tiny-! Okay so...

AHHDLRGSKSVDKVXSKSBRKRB. BITCH. WHAT THE FUCK. WHAT ACTUAL THE FUCK?!

How the hell did you make something so... SO-! ARGHHHHHH-! I CANT FIND THE WORDS-!!!

I'm blessed. SO FUCKING BLESSED.

THANK YOU. THANK YOU. THANK YOU-!

Okay okay okay. So! I'll try to do a deepdive on the newest installment of Human Effects.

BigBotNoStop: Alright mechs, I come bearing an inquiry. As you may have heard from some of my last posts, the newest additions to our crew are a thriving colony of soft, squishy humans. Word in the taproom is some have taken quite an interest in... extending cultural exchanges, if you catch my drift. Not really my field of experience and was hoping some of Xeno's here might have some input. 

Posted to Sublink: Human and cybertronian relationships?

But I'm curious, are interspecies acts even possible without harm? Their frames seem so fragile. One wrong motion and SPLAT! No more humans. quite a few members of our crew have shown interest in flirting... Thoughts? Suggestions for how to proceed with care- help a mech out!

(I don't know why, but this bot reminds me of Skids. I've been reading the other installments, and so far, my hunch on this is Skids.)

Blazemech: Yo! You got fleshies on your ship! Fragging jealousy!. Your ship is looking for any dock workers?

(Okay! So, from the context of what Blazemech wrote, I can tell that they aren't from the Lost Light. Perhaps a crew member from the Vis Vitalis, or some other ship? I don't know, but the name 'Blazemech' reminds me of FireStar(?), but judging from context, I don't think she'll want to work as a dock worker when she's second in command in the Vis Vitalis.)

TailOrTrails: Oh Primus, are we really having this discussion?? Look, I get the appeal of those soft little flesh bags. Really, I do - different wiring can be so freakin' hot. But there's no way a romp with one of those puny things ends well for them! Even accidentally bumping into a table puts them in the medbay. Think of the mess, One wrong thrust and you've got squish all over your plating.

(Riptide. Definitely Riptide. 'TailOrTrails' reminds me of a mech who has an aquatic themed alt mode, and we, Riptide turns into a boat. And from reading the other installments, Riptide acts hesitant yet intrigued.)

ISOCLEAN: Just download some holofacing and use your imagination if you're that jonesing for an organic interface. Trust me, it's not worth the risk - or hassle of cleaning up after. sure you can find something from the Human sites on Mechanophilia, slutty Show and shine or Car Washes. Stay shiny and keep those servos to yourself, mechs! Some curiosities are better left to fantasies.

(Honestly, I'm stumped with this one. I can't seem to find or remember someone who's a clean freak. Aside from Ultra Magnus, but then he wouldn't fit the mannerisms of ISOCLEAN. Fuck.)

Flyboi69: Don't leave a mech hanging, I want deets!, has anybot here actually gotten friendly with a fleshie before? I'm talking about hands-on experience. We've all gotten curious watching, but has the real thing lived up to the fantasy? 

(Tailgate??? I'm sorry, I REALLY don't know who this guy is. Could be Starscream, but it would fit with they way the text was worded.

I think it's Skywarp??? But then why would he be interested in humans???)

Pimptheride: Any tips for coaxing one into the berth, or does their tiny size mean you've got to take it slow and gentle? And most importantly... any videos out there of the deed? A mech's gotta do some, ah, research before taking the plunge. Hook a brother up if you've found any good amateur organic-on-mech action out there in the 'net. Gotta see it to believe it. 

(Haha! I read the name, and immediately thought of Knockout. Not because of the text or anything, but I just remembered that in Transformers: Prime, the animators decided to pimp out Knockout, hence the 'Pimptheride')

ScienceSorcerer: For reasons. Does anyone know if humans have both Spikes and Valves? Or if they have any human anatomy holos or books and such from Earth they are willing to sell for some decent Shanix.  

(Brainstorm. The mech that started it all. I'm betting everything that this is Brainstorm.)

T-Wrexz: Primus, you mechs are hungrier than fragging scraplets. As far as I know, relations between our kinds are still uncharted territory. Could be amazing, could end badly - who's to say until we try? Personally I'm keeping an optic out, just curious to see what new experiences those squishy aliens can offer us tough metal mechs. 

(Definitely Grimlock. The name gave it away.

I mean, do you know any other mech who has a T-Rex alt mode??? Yeeeeeah.

But what business does Grimlock have with humans??? To think that he'd be interested in humans in really funny to me.)

Bar-rizzla: Oho, look who's swapping tall tales. I've been keeping a close optic on our ships squishy company since they came aboard. And between you and me... I may have an in with their ambassador that could lead to some juicy first-hand intel. Just trying to track down the bot we think they are berthing with. Crews got bets out. Turns out they get just as curious about us big metal hunks as we are them!. The other night, their chat got particularly saucy after a few drinks. Lots of gossip and speculation about which lucky bot one of them might take for a private ride. 

(Easy pickings. This is Swerve. I know it is.)

WPHAS-Violation: I may have a certain special "human entertainment" vid I could share. Let's just say the organic in question got quite... friendly with an eager mini-con. You know where to find me if you're brave enough to watch! 

(I'm torn between giving this to Rewind or to Tapemix54. From context, I'd say WPHAS-Violation is from the Lost Light, but then what about Tapemix54??? Is Tapemix54 Soundwave???

👀 Who was this Minicon that got lucky... Hmmmmmm.)

Tapemix54: Oho, mechs - think you've got it bad now? You should've seen some of the real deviants back before the war. When I was still stationed on Petrex, I knew this one smuggler - went by the name Rattler. Sneaky little scraplet, but Primus if he didn't have the wildest stories. Rattler used to run goods across time and space, dodging security at every turn. He'd pop up out of nowhere selling the rarest exotic "pets" to rich senators and other high caste mechs looking for a thrill. I'm talking aliens so bizarre even our data banks had never heard of their kind. But the highest bidder always walked away with a new "plaything" to break in, if you catch my drift. Word was Rattler even had a collection of sentient organics that he'd let special clients "test drive" between runs. Humans were apparently a favourite - their smaller frames could take all sorts of creative handling. Rattler had vids, too, of course, to entice buyers. I saw one once, let's just say "versatile" doesn't begin to cover it. Naturally the vids have all been scrubbed by now. But I bet if you knew where to dig in the deep web or some easily swayable Archivist, you might find traces of Rattler's stash still floating around out there.

(Fuck. FUUUUUUCK. Now I'm thinking that this is Chromedome because he was stationed in Pretrex with Prowl when they were sent to investigate the assassination of Senator Sherma.

For all I care, Rattler could have been Swindle since... Y'know, he was trafficking humans. Though, now that I think about it, would Swindle even be old enough to do that??? FUUUUUUUUCK.)

"Old records saved of the Senator and his human Conjunx”

It's a file collection of holotapes and pictures: "Enjoy these are pre war photos of Senator Shockwave and his Human holding their sparkling" 

There are many holos and videos of the long gone senator smiling with his human perched on his shoulder, in the crystal garden with a young sparkling held in the human's arms. Videos of the sparkling playing with the two but the last The last holo looks like a family portrait with Shockwave’s frame in a lime green blue white paint with gold accessories,  his human lover is dressed in elegant robes and the small blue praxian sparkling held in their arms. Each holo is dated with the Iacon records seal of authentication. 

(Okay. Okay okay okay. I LOVE the fact that you decided to incorporate Laboratory Logs to Human Effects. Admittedly, I did not see that coming when I sent that ask. Smart move.

And uhhh... Now that a few mechs have seen the photos, wouldn't that mean that if they ever recognized a mech that looked a lot like Senator Shockwave's long lost sparkling, It'll further cement the fact that uhhhh.... Fuck. I think I lost the path.

Uhmmm... Think about it like this, when Ratchet sees the family photo and sees the little sparkling, wouldn't he recognize that it's Traxies?)

FlyBoi69: NO FREAKIN' WAY. Is this real?! *downloads files faster than Blurr* FRAG ME SIDEWAYS, I think I just popped a gasket! How in the PIT did you manage to dig up the holos of senator Shockwave, most of his speeches, debates and lectures were wiped. Where did you find this!

(Honestly though, I'm still not sure who this guy is. Could this be Misfire??? AHHHHHHH.

Who are you FlyBoi69?!)

Jackin0: of all mechs, with an actual human back in the Golden Age?!. I'm calling scrap on this being real. It's gotta be a flawless deepfake. By PRIMUS if true - to think ol' Shockers was living it up with a squishy. Maybe there's more to those Senatorial types than meets the optic...

(Jackie. Definitely Jackie. Ah! Sorry, I meant Wheeljack.

It's just cool to call him Jackie. ☺️)

T-Wrexz: Okay, I'll bite... but someone better explain to me RIGHT NOW how any of this computes! Last I checked, time travel and inter-species relationships were the stuff of erotic imagination, not legitimate pre-war archives. Tapemix, you better start talking. Where in the PIT did you source these files? How do we know they're authentic and not just an incredibly convincing parlour trick? Because if I'm gonna let these images ruin me, I wanna be ruined by the real deal! Spill it, mech. 

(I REALLY think this is Rewind. Cause Rewind likes to collect rare footage.)

Iacon-Records: Tapemix54 could i please request where you discovered these as i work with Iacon records and this here is history that needs to be preserved. I'm willing to talk with you through a contractor if you would be willing for us to add these back into the new hall of records. Cybertron has lost so much and to find something like this I ask that we find a way to preserve it.  

(Optimus. THIS IS OPTIMUS PRIME.

You can't get more Optimus than Iacon-Records.)

BigBotNoStop: Pit take me now... I think I may have to reassess everything I thought I knew about interface and partnerships. That human is holding a sparkling curled around them - frag if it isn't the most beautiful thing I've ever seen! If anything could make me believe in miracles, it's this! Tapemix, you glorious glitch - how can I ever repay such an enlightening gift?

(Okay. I'm getting more and more convinced that this is Skids.

On that note, I like to think that whoever managed to see the photos are going to think, 'I can have a sparkling with a human'.

Which is cool, but then a bummer if they found out that Tiny didn't actually carry Traxies but was instead adopted from a hotspot when he imprinted on Tiny.)

Tapemix54: These were filed only cycles after Shockwaves Emputra; they were added to the Iacon records by some Archivist under the title. 'I will Remember you for who you were'. This was right when the senate fell apart on the brink of the war. From my knowledge of information on Rattler he apparently had an outlier who he got to take them to different times since he was a shuttle made it easier to transport. That's from the  records that still exist at least. I'll take you up on that offer Iacon-records. 

(Okay. That mysterious archivist? Definitely Optimus.

...

But wasn't Optimus a police officer during that era??? Wasn't he working with Sentinel at that time???

And who's this mysterious shuttle??? Omega Supreme??? JDDKSJDLDHDKGKSGS.

And who's RATTLER?! So many questions and so little answers.)

Oh, and Tiny? I really want to thank you for humoring me. You have no idea how much help you've given.

And uhhh.... Yeah....

ACCEPT MY LOVE AND APPRECIATION.

꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡ TINY ♡⁠˖⁠꒰⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠⑅⁠꒱

[yuuri-katsuki-eros]

“…You didn’t tell me I’d be this sore the next day,” Vitaly griped. He was face down on the couch, a heating pad on his lower back, trying to ignore the ache. It had been worth it, but….

“I’m sorry love, we should have taken a bath. That would have helped with the ache. Would you like a massage? No hanky panky.”

@vkusno-viktor

[pulim-v]

wait dude tell me about Vitalis’s animatic

Ok so for now at least Vitalis's only animatic is Villain by Stella Jang, which I think is kinda hard to explain

Villain by Stella Jang is a song about how relative morality is. The hero in one story could be the villain in another one, someone you love could be a terrible person, someone you hate has people who love them dearly. This relates to how Vitalis was during the Gods' War: yes, he is theoretically a good person, and yes, he didn't want to fight, but how many lives were taken because of him? How many people lost parents, siblings, friends, both directly and indirectly due to him?

So for the actual animatic, I think I'd focus a lot on mirror imagery involving both pre- and post-apotheosis Vitalis, contrasting his values with his actions, his goals with his opponents' goals, the healing he's known for with the blood on his hands

At the part of the song that says "maybe I'm killing you / maybe you're killing me / maybe" I think something that could be interesting would be the act of him killing the Peace Goddess being shown, as her blood coats his body and instantly enacts apotheosis onto him.

And uhhh that's it! I don't have a full-on script for this one lol sorry

[ruvviks]

hmm kind of an ominous looking arasaka themed background, surely that means absolutely nothing for vitali's future

taglist (opt in/out)

@velocitic, @deadrlngers, @euryalex, @ordinarymaine, @gurathins;

@mojaves, @shellibisshe, @dickytwister, @mnwlk, @rindemption;

@ncytiri, @calenhads, @noirapocalypto, @florbelles, @radioactiveshitstorm;

@strafethesesinners, @fashionablyfyrdraaca, @radioactive-synth, @katsigian, @estevnys;

@elgaravel, @aezyrraeshh, @carlosoliveiraa

[hahahax30]

I’m so mad, I tried sending this earlier but my tumblr reloaded 😭😭😭

So the story takes place in the semi-magical realm of Vitalis, which was once whole but is now separated into fourteen courts; six high and eight low

The story itself follows Visenya Highgarden, the second daughter of the High King of the Spring Court

She’s spirited and brilliant, having had a “prince’s education”, she’s also very brave and confident. She has no want or need to be queen, she simply wants to be loved and adored by those around her. We first meet Visenya at 6 in the prologue, then we meet her from the ages of 9 to 17, and then beyond that

We follow her journey to being destined for greatness, through prophecies and war, all that fun stuff

A big portion of the story is of her betrothal and marriage to Aurelian Lioncourt, heir to the throne of the Autumn Court, whom she would rather die than marry

I also explore her relationships with her siblings and her former “betrothed”; a lot of it is about relationships tbh

The main plot is about bringing Vitalis back together, though no one realizes that yet

Here’s some snippets:

(Sorry for the late reply lol I didn't know I'd got this)

That sounds great! Love the high fantasy vibes, and fmc with strong personalities are absolutely the best without fault!

Also, you write soooo well dosndoendidbdidnfidnxisjsi I envy you lol

[maladjust3d]

I-I’m sorry doctor! I can’t find the vitalis— please don’t hurt me!

- Audrey

Eh, calm down! I’m not gonna hurt ya, doll.

You look, uh, really nice today, Audrey.

[zyalahmiscfandom]

An Unexpected Trip Final: Dhawan!Master x f!Reader

AN: The final chapter of this little adventure. Again I apologise for any OOC Master moments, but then again it’s fanfic. So please enjoy.

MASTERLIST

The usually calming hum of the TARDIS engine was deafening in the silence between you and the Master. You simply watched as he led you around the console, never saying a word or letting go of your hand. This lasted for a good five minutes before the TARDIS arrived at it destination and the Master pulled on the handbrake.

“Master, you okay?” You knew the answer but had no idea what else to say. He chuckled dryly, his thumb stroking over your hand.

“Why do I let you do this to me?” He asked rhetorically with a sad smile. You couldn’t help the pang in your heart at his statement.

“I’m sorry Master.”

“For what?” He questioned.

“For everything,” You looked down at your joined hands. “For nagging you to let me see Phantom, for talking to Graham and Ace, for getting kidnapped and then stopping you from getting revenge.” Sometimes you wondered why he put up with you.  

“You know why I ‘put up with you’.” With his free hand he cupped your cheek, his eyes full of emotion, saying a million words and none at the same time.

“Master.” You whispered, leaning into his touch.

“And don’t apologise, none of this is your fault.”

“It’s not yours either.”  

He scoffed, dropping his hand from your cheek and letting your conjoined hand go. You were instantly cold without him, and wanted nothing more than his hands back in your own.

“Master…”

“You should head to the infirmary,” He sniffed, avoiding your gaze completely. “I’ll be there in a second, just have to make sure we’re completely hidden.”

You wanted to say something, to bring up the fact that he had already triple checked that the TARDIS was somewhere safe and hidden, but a growing lead ball in the pit of your stomach was telling you not to push. The Master was teetering on the jagged edge of a precipice, and you were terrified he’d fall in.

The ambient hallway to the infirmary was a lot shorter than usual, you didn’t know whether that was a good or bad sign. You’d thought you were getting pretty good at judging what the TARDIS was getting at with her chirps and beeps, and if a hallway was shorter usually it was because she wanted you somewhere fast. Whether it was because you were exhausted and needed to get to your room to sleep or because the Master needed you by his side asap.

You sat on the medical bed awkwardly, crunching your knuckles to try and relive some of your tense energy. You’d always hated this room, and that fact that the Master had the TARDIS make it specifically for you, after you had gotten hurt on one of his more dangerous outings. You remembered him chastising you the entire time he was patching you up.

“Is he mad at me?” You asked the ship. A low sad hum sounded in the room. Guilt once again flooded your system.

“I’m sorry if I scared him,” Silence from the ship, “And if I scared you. I really didn’t mean for this to happen. I’m so so sorry.” Tears fell from your eyes as you apologised profusely to the TARDIS. A soft soothing tone started radiating around the room. A small smile painted your lips.

“Thank you T, you always know what to say.”

“Maybe you should try listening to her, if you won’t listen to me.” The Masters cold voice entered the infirmary. Instinctively you turned to face him, and wished you hadn’t. His face was blank, an expressionless mask, with absolutely no light left in his eyes.

“Master, I…” You stuttered as he started rummaging through the sterilised stock cupboard. “I do listen to you.”

“Clearly not enough.” He sighed to himself as he pulled out a small vile you kind of recognised.

“Green Star Vitalis? Is it really that bad?” You questioned, the last time the Master had pulled out this medicine you had shattered your wrist playing rocket ball.

“It’s always that bad.” He solemnly stated as he handed you the bottle, you obediently downed the elixir. A cold buzzing tingle stared spreading through your entire body and pooled in your brain. It really didn’t feel like the last time you’d taken the medicine. As soon as the Master was happy you’d drunk the entire bottle he started backing away from you. Not wanting to lose his closeness you grabbed out, snatching his hand into your own.

“Master please,” You begged, “Please talk to me. Even if it’s just to yell at me.”

“Is that what you want?” He avoided your gaze. “Me to yell at you? I already told you this wasn’t your fault.”

“And I told you it wasn’t yours.”

“Yes it was!” The Master yelled. “They took you because of me! Because of what I am! Can’t you get that through your dense head!”

“Well I don’t blame you!” You yelled back, not letting his hand go so he couldn’t run away.

“Well why not?” He forcefully pulled his hand away, “Everyone does. Everyone always does.” His eyes became a manic mix of rage and sadness.

“I’m a monster Y/N. An aberration of everything good and right,” He rambled with a pained smile plastered across his face. “The anti-Doctor through and through. You should tremble at my feet and beg for me to spare you life. So why don’t you. WHY?!”

Your heart broke at his display. Silently you got off the bed, the Master’s eyes bulging as you moved unsure of what you were doing. Without a moment of hesitation you wrapped your arms around his quivering form. You placed your head on his shoulder as you squeezed him.

“Because I love you.” You hadn’t meant to tell him, it had just fallen out of your mouth. You regretted it when you felt the Masters body freeze, but you decided there was no backing out now, so you figured you’d double down.

“I know what you’re doing Master, but it wont work.” You willed your voice to stay strong even though your were terrified. “You are without a doubt the best thing that ever has or will happen to me. I have NEVER wanted you to be the Doctor, and I never will. I love you for who YOU are, for everything you’ve struggled through and still survived. You are my hero, my best friend and my home, and I just wish you could see you the way I see you, because Master you are everything to me. So please, please don’t shut me out.”

Salted tears of fear and relief welled in your eyes, you’d finally told him how you felt, you just hoped it was enough to convince him you’d never blame him for the mess UNIT had created.

“And if you don’t believe me, read my mind.” You sassed a little.

You felt the Masters shoulders sag as a little tension released from his form. You shuddered when you felt a breathy laugh peppering your bare neck. You felt so much weight lift from your heart when his limp arms finally found their way around you. He pressed you further into him, there was desperation to the embrace, one you felt in your soul, but for a very different reason.

“I wish you had told me sooner.” The Master lamented, a sad deep warning tone played in the room, destroying any calm you thought you’d had.

“M..Master?” You leaned back, looking him dead in the eyes, which where filled with unshed tears.

“I really, really thought this was for the best.”

“What…what are you..?” You stuttered.

“Shhhh, it’ll be okay. I promise, I’ll make this better.” He stroked your face tenderly.

“Make what better? Master what’s happening? What did you do?”

“That wasn’t Green Star Vitalis.”

“What!?” Terrified tears fell from your eyes, panic was quickly overtaking any coherent thought you might have had.

“It’s okay, I’ll fix this,” His tone was serious and full of grief. His calloused hands cupped your face softly, as darkness started to rapidly take over your mind. The last thing you remember was his lips against yours and two words.

“I promise.”

Black.  

                                               ——————————

Groaning you rolled onto your back. A sharp pebble dug into your spine, eliciting a angry profanity escaping from your lips. Sitting up, you rubbed your eyes, trying to rid yourself of the post sleep brain fog.

Bright sunshine blared down on you in a town square. The pebble in your back was from the stone floor you’d been lying on. Confused you looked frantically around, trying to find absolutely anything that seemed familiar.

However nothing was clicking in your brain, not the town, any of the words on signs, and certainly not the confused looking monks that had gathered about ten feet away from you.

“Uhhhh…Hello?” You awkwardly waved, before the monks quickly started yelling at you in a foreign language, possibly Italian, or wait was that Latin?

Their angry yells and your confusion compounded into a fight or flight response, but before you could run for the hills, the advancing monks where halted by a loud, commanding voice.

“Oi, Monkies leave her alone!” You turned to face your saviour, a pretty red head in her late thirties early forties, held her hand out to you, as another person, a man in a long brown coat dealt with the monks. Gladly you took the womans hand.

Normally you would be more weary of strangers but this was not a normal situation.

“Thank you.” You smiled.

“No problem, I’m Donna by the way.” She replied kindly.

“Hi…” You started but where swiftly interrupted by a ridiculously tall and peppy brown haired man. The same one that had talked to the monks and seemingly gotten rid of them.

“And I’m the Doctor, nice to meet you…” He outstretched his hand to you, urging you to introduce yourself, but as you stared at his outstretched hand your mind went completely blank. There was nothing there. A void.

“I…I’m sorry, I don’t know who I am.”

And there we have it. So the Master wiped Y/N mind but why? And how the hell did she end up with Ten and Donna? Dun dun dun. 

[svetavorshevsky]

FOR: @sofiedekker WHEN: August 24' (End) WHERE: Vixen.

Svetlana watched them from the back seat of the black sedan, the rain rapping like a hum in the otherwise deafening silence. For a woman who showed little to no emotion, this was probably the most emotionally charged decision she'd ever made. Olga would be turning in her grave if she could see her daughter.

It looked like a slip of power because it was.

This plan had been in motion for weeks, like a ticking time bomb in her mind. It was unreasonable jealously, unreasonable rage. She couldn't feel anything else, and she never really did. Indifference was a word better suited to her in the "other times" she found herself living. Everyone was positioned exactly where they needed to be. Vitaly parked a few blocks away, engine idling, ready and waiting. He was reliable because he didn't ask questions. She knew he wouldn’t question her orders—he never did. She liked that about him. But Vitaly wasn’t the one who would be getting his hands dirty tonight. That honour was reserved solely for her.

He knew nothing of what they were doing. That way Pavel couldn't bring down hell upon his shoulders.

Igor stood at the alleyway’s edge, waiting for her signal. A high whistle, just as she'd used in Miami to signal incoming orders. He was a brute of a man, his size alone enough to intimidate even Sveta. Which was a rare occurrence.

It wasn’t about sending a message to the French, although that would certainly be a much-appreciated side effect. Especially gaining favour with the Rutherfords — which they needed right now. No, this was far more personal. Svetlana’s lips curled into a smile as she thought about the pretty face that had once captured her husband’s heart. A heart that now belonged to Svetlana, or at least, what was left of it.

Pavel was hers.

Svetlana had never been one to share. Not wealth, not power, and certainly not love. So when the back entrance opened, they moved. Igor moved. The car rolled close and she smiled like she'd set eyes upon her prey.

"Sorry, you might've not saw this coming — y'know, one eye and all."