@coffeeandtimeships asked: ❝ are you going to help me put up these halloween lights? ❞ (memes for Kevin, you say? From Leslie)
Kevin took a long drag on his cigarette and surveyed the scene. He moved closer to Leslie and grabbed one end of the lights, cigarette still in his fingers. “Oh come on, are you guys going to have a party or something? Seems like a lot of effort for a holiday,” he commented with a shrug.
He kept a safe distance from her, but even catching a whiff of her shampoo sent his heart flying into his throat. The negative attitude he exuded was merely a side effect of that inappropriate rush. “Here, I’ll just--” He reached up over her and held the lights up, his hand outstretched for a thumbtack.
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@coffeeandtimeships asked: 🥂 - a drunk kiss (ehem you know what to do)
Alec made the decision to work instead of attending the New Year’s Eve party, or that’s what Kevin told himself as he acted as the other man’s stand in for the evening. He lingered at Leslie’s side; brought her drinks, danced, and enjoyed himself for the first time in a long time. As midnight approached and the two of them, along with the gang, got several drinks deeper, his affection loosened up.
Throwing an arm around Leslie’s shoulder, he smiled from ear to ear. “It’s almost midnight. It’s all going by fast huh?” He would live in this night as long as he could. The countdown began before she could comment--6,5,4,3,2,1! As the crackers and shouts exploded around them, Kevin’s heart sped and he threw an arm around Leslie’s waist, ducking her down towards the floor, held tightly in his arms. He pressed a kiss to her lips, a deeper kiss than might be expected to wish someone a happy new year.
As the haze of the moment died around them, he broke away from her, still suspended in midair. “Shit, I’m sorry,” he huffed. He righted her quickly and pulled away. “I-I’m gonna go get some air,” he insisted before rushing off. Immediately, he cursed himself. If he hadn’t run off, he could’ve played it off, pretended it meant nothing--now though? He cast a glance over his shoulder to see if Leslie was following him.
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@coffeeandtimeships said:
“Do you play fetch?”
“If you’re gonna mock me, Nancy do it properly at least because I’m only going to give you this one shot before I tear your throat out, go on..give it your best...fucking puppy talk and everything.”
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“So, gifting anyone anything special?” V asked with a curious glint in her eye and a grin along her face. It was around or near the time that people tend to shop early for the holiday season. Whichever holiday it so happen to be.
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for @coffeeandtimeships (tenth doctor)
rose was kind of sick of being in pain all the time. she was also kind of sick of arguing with the tardis about where the tylenol was. she couldn’t understand why the tardis would hide it in the first place. in fact, she’d been arguing with the tardis for the last hour, trying to ignore the fact that it sometimes... well. she sighed as she waved the ship off, bitterly remarking, ❝ fine. i don’t need it anyway .❞
that’s when the ship lurched and rose found herself on the ground. the doctor must’ve either landed or put them in flight. she never could tell which anymore. this new doctor... she couldn’t tell where she stood with him. she didn’t even really know if he wanted her around anymore, really. so why did she stay? well, for one, she wasn’t an idiot. all of time and space wasn’t something one just gave up. for another... well, she was stubborn. she had promised him that she wouldn’t just leave him, change in faces be damned.
so instead of continuing to find pain killers, she pushed herself up off the floor and went to the main console room as if nothing was wrong. as if she wasn’t burning up still. as if she didn’t feel 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙, 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜. whatever was going on, she didn’t want the doctor to know. it was why she was smiling to the best of her ability, leaning over the console. ❝ did we land ,❞ she asked, ❝ or are you still trying to land us? wait, where are we going ?❞
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@coffeeandtimeships: “I’ll know I’m not a puppet living a lie. That’s enough for me.“ (from Nancy, of course)
Jasmine smiled at the girl’s comment. School was over and some religious nutcase had been handing out pamphlets outside the school asking if they found out the truth and offering to save them. After hearing what was a rejection from the goth girl, he went towards Jasmine.
“You look much more reasonable,” the man said, holding pamphlets. “Perhaps you would like to be saved?”
“Sorry, sug,” Jasmine said in her smooth southern accent. “Gotta go with her on this one.”
Except Jasmine was already her father’s puppet, despite living miles away. Thankfully, the guy left and went to go find another target.
“Nice comeback,” she told the girl. “Name’s Jasmine. Jasmine Ross and you are?”
(wears one in her hair)
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𝘑𝘜𝘓𝘌𝘚 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋𝘕'𝘛 𝘏𝘌𝘓𝘗 𝘉𝘜𝘛 roll her eyes slightly at Leslie’s typical response. She loved her friend to death, but they were like two planets orbiting different solar systems. Leslie tended to live life in the safest way possible. “Well, what if I don’t want to grow up yet?” Jules huffed, running a long pink nail over the top of Leslie's hand. “What if I want to be loud and scream and have fun and screw a different man every night and break all the rules? No one in my life seems to think that’s okay for a twenty-two year old and I just — fuck it, y’know? I just want to figure all of this stuff out my own way without judgment.”
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coffeeandtimeships replied to your post “Two: *hates his other selves but wouldn’t change them for anything*...”
Ten vc: OI! Like you can talk. Look at you! Like a rejected Beatle.
HOW RUDE HE ACTUALLY PLAYED THE RECORDER FOR THEM IN NO LESS THAN ONE (1) OF THEIR SONGS
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👫 (for Jules and Leslie)
1. Jules was roommates with Leslie during college. The two, at first, clashed with Jules more over the top personality combating with Leslie’s more down to earth nature. Then they learned to tolerate one another.
2. They didn’t become friends until Jules was in danger of failing. Leslie helped Jules buckle down and study better. Had it not been for Leslie, Jules would have dropped out.
3. Jules returned the favor by dragging her to St. Elmo’s bar for the first time in her life. Jules introduced Leslie to alcohol and partying. Leslie got her very first hangover thanks to Jules.
4. Leslie often talked about her thing for Alec with Jules. It was Jules who made Leslie over and gave her dating tips. Jules strongly shipped Alec and Leslie, but did feel a bit jealous that Leslie was spending more time with Alec than her.
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@coffeeandtimeships / cont.
“Sorry- right, sorry.. sorry… about that…” he trailed off as he rubbed the back of his neck, SHAMEFULLY approaching where he’d previously left her at the crest of the hill. “You were right. Wasn’t really… my best plan, I suppose. Still, only a little singed.”
“Not your best plan?” As if the rise of her voice was clue enough that she was obviously mocking him, the way she had a hand rested on a propped hip should do it. “What was it you’d said, oh yea!” Her other hand now raised a finger and began to punctuate her words with its movements. “You said, ‘Don’t worry, Donna, the warehouse will control the flame an’ the roof will absolutely not go off like a flippin’ jack-in-the-box!’ ” She was taking a little bit of creative liberty, but panic does that to one. Even if it was panic at a very safe distance.
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@controlseverything | @knowvalue | @gildedscripture | @theiracademydaysareover | @coffeeandtimeships | @crypticcandyman | @soulstcne | @evilangelqueen | @childrenoftime | @time-qxeen | @femmesafacettes | @peggys-orders |
“You have the worst timing ever, d’you know that?” The Vigilante told them in a huff as she was still scrambling to clean up around herself in the hotel’s corridor.
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@coffeeandtimeships asked: ‘I need you’ (ehem from Leslie for Kevin)
A beat passed, Kevin taking a deep drag off his cigarette as his heart skipped. “Uh--need me for what Les?” He asked, breathless. Had she finally found out about Alec’s cheating? He wondered this almost every time she called him with some equally cryptic greeting lately. “I’m right here,” he added.
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@coffeeandtimeships cont from x
Kevin watched her spin, a sheepish grin on his face. On top of his usual comfortable flannel, he had donned an ax through the head effect, even going so far as to put fake blood made from strawberry syrup on the wound. Not much, but enough for their party. “Is this dressed up enough for you?” He asked. That had been part of the agreement.
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In the Ask, do everything in your power to make my muse feel loved!
@coffeeandtimeships said:
Quietly and casually she slides a small bag across the table for him. Inside are loose cigarettes of various brands she had “collected” from unsuspecting lone packages. Peering at him through the corners of her eyes, she nervously adjusted her body and cleared her throat. “I couldn’t find a box... to put them in.” - Allison <3
“Let me guess, you don’t smoke, but you’ve stolen enough shit that the occasional cigarette falls through the cracks and into your lap, right?”
He held the bag up to the light to observe the mixture of lucky strike, Marlboro and Camel cigarettes.
“You know you’d make a lot of money selling these to the freshmen that hang around outside the seven eleven...why give them to me?”
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@coffeeandtimeships + starter for the Doctor
The odd, tall blue box had come out of nowhere, no wheels in sight, despite being so heavy that Emma couldn't push it one inch - which she shouldn't have tried to do in the first place, because this was possibly a witch's doing and she should have kept away and communicated to someone her new finding, but she had thought of that only after doing it.
She walked around it, perplexed and curious, and took a few steps away to observe it from relative distance; that was when the door opened and she drew her sword, with the sudden thought that maybe this was where the new chimeras had come from, a gift from someone evil and with magic.
Except no: it was not a chimera, it was a man.
"Oh! Hello!" she immediately lowered her sword, because if he was a regular man he was no threat, and if he was a wizard she had no chances that way. But wait, he had been inside the box, had he been locked in? Was he hiding? Was he the reason for the chimeras?
"Are you alright?... You are not about to turn into a chimera and eat me, are you? That'd be unfortunate."
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@coffeeandtimeships asked for some martha!
“you’ve gone completely mental. Did you have ginger or something?” She’s aware she sounds like a nagging housewife, but sometimes it’s how she feels. “At least tell me you fixed whatever was busted with the TARDIS console?”
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