reblog so i feel nice

Rose x Ten, post GitF-au/fixit; angst, fluff, romance, more angst, and possibly some smut later, but this part (and all parts on ff.net) is sfw (minor exception for brief language).

(see the end of this part for notes and special thanks)

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Minuet, Part II

Part I | Part II | Part III

Twisting in his grasp, Rose cranes her neck to look at him, finally, and there he is, all furrowed brow and tight mouth and eyes glittering with anger, and god, if she wasn’t so irritated with him right now, she just might kiss him.

“That’s what you were going to do, isn’t it?” she asks instead.

***

Eyes widening, the Doctor only has a moment to let his mouth drop open in surprise before another gentleman steps in—time to change dance partners. Rose slips into position with the newcomer without so much as a blink or even a glance in the Doctor’s direction, never faltering in her rhythm; a quick peek at the Doctor moments later tells her that he has allowed himself to be swept up in the tide of dancers, sidling up to his new partner across the room.

Rose turns away, swirling in her partner’s arms, but she can feel the eyes of the Doctor boring into her. She shivers despite the summer heat.

“That’s beside the point,” he whispers when they meet again, touching palm-to-palm first with one hand, then the other. “I’m a Time Lord.”

“Really? First I’ve heard of it,” Rose replies drily.

“I’ve been doing this for a long time, Rose. A very long time. I understand the risks.”

Rose rolls her eyes. “And stupid apes don’t.”

At least the Doctor has the decency to flinch at those words. “That isn’t what I meant.”

“Of course it is,” Rose sighs, and they both step back, granting a berth for other dancers to flit gracefully between them. “After all,” Rose continues when they reconnect, hands clasped, “I’m hardly one of the most accomplished women who ever lived, am I?”

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Apparently people were unaware? I was taking commissions? So here’s a nice updated sheet with more recent art!

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  • I’m willing to draw any characters, ships, fandoms or OCs as long as I’m given a picture reference.
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anonymous asked:

you were a hockey blog right? I just started playoffs (oh my god it's ridiculous it's like everyone is out for blood - it's still exciting though) But anyways I was wondering if you might be able to give me some blog recs if it's not too much trouble? It doesn't have to be for a specific team, I still don't know who I like yet. Thank you :)

Hi yeess I was/still kind of am (I changed my url from mtlprice to bradyskjeh to this because I have no chill). This is such a cute ask though omg welcome to this side of tumblr!!! Hope you’re enjoying the playoffs! I follow a lot of blogs and honestly they’re all incredible and you can see all of them in my blogroll. 

Some hockey blogs that I really enjoy seeing on my dash are @hockeyismyreligon / @jordan-memeberle / @jeffsknnr / @chillwhiskey / @carey-pric31ess / @stanleycupwerenski / @drai-29 / @daddydratty / @connrcarricks / @hockeydilf / @sidcrosbybro / @ladysstardust / @sheary@aliceinhabsland / @habsfans98 / @karlssns / @lgbtsubban / @flowbros

My fave blogs that don’t post too much hockey but are still fans and really awesome people are @leonardodicapriostan / @filthyjanuary / @paper-storm

That’s just a little bit though there’s lots of great blogs out there (I still recommend checking out the blogroll if you want because seriously everyone I follow is incredible and amazing). Hopefully this will help you get started!!

I had a dream about him ;;o;;

Dear mom,
I remember pretending to sleep as you repeatedly hit me on the back because you had too much to drink, and I remember that next morning you ran out into the street trying to kill yourself right in front of me. I was 8.
I remember you getting drunk at my sisters 16th birthday party and I had to sit in your bedroom and keep you calm so you wouldn’t ruin her day. I was 9.
I remember you getting beat to hell by your new boyfriend and finding out he sexually assaulted his teen aged daughter and still forcing me to spend time with him. I was 10.
I remember the dread I felt every time my dad told me I needed to spend more time with you. Because spending time with you meant spending time with the shit you bought me as you drank yourself to near death in the corner. I was 11.
And I remember when I was 18 and you told me “the ball is in your court” and that you shouldn’t have to make an effort to see me. That I should reach out to you.
Please mom give me one good reason why I would ever want to see you again.
Dear dad,
Fuck you too.