#twelvetm

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#current drafts list

[nequeos]

✿

PRE ESTABLISHED MEME.

send me a  ✿  and i’ll fill out the template below. bold for things i could definitely see or want, italics for things i could see or am unsure of and striked out for things i don’t want or cannot see.

FRIENDSHIP.     childhood friends  /  work buddies or coworkers  /  family friends  /  friends with benefits  /  smoking buddies  /  adventure buddies  /  fake friends  /  recently friends  /  party buddies  /  friendship of need  /  dying friendship  /  circumstantial friendship  /  partners in crime  /  old friendship  / [ your muse ] is the good influence  / [ your muse ] is the bad influence  / [ my muse ] is the good influence  / [ my muse ] is the bad influence  /  opposites attract  /  ride or die  /  frenemies  /  roommates or flatmates  /  penpals  /  exes to friends  /  enemies to friends  /  other .

ROMANCE.     childhood sweethearts  / [ your muse is mines ] childhood crush  / [ my muse is yours ] childhood crush  /  exes  /  exes to lovers  /  forbidden lovers  /  highschool sweethearts  /  secret relationship  /  opposites attract  /  long distance  /  unrequited [ from your muses side ] /  unrequited [ from my muses side ] /  unrequited [ from both sides ] /  skinny love  /  friends to lovers  /  enemies to lovers  /  spurious relationship  /  power couple  /  newly entered  /  soulmates [ metaphorical ] /  soulmates  [ literal ] /  awkward  /  turning toxic  /  toxic love  /  cheating [ on your muse ] /  cheating [ with your muse ] /  other .

FAMILIAL.     siblings [ half ] /  siblings [ step ] / [ my muse ] is an older sibling figure to your younger sibling figure  / [ my muse ] is a younger sibling figure to your older sibling figure muse  / [ my muse ] is a parental figure to yours  / [ my muse ] is a child figure to your muse  /  guardian figure  /  legal guardian  /  adoptive child  /  foster child  / [ your muse ] is taken under mines wing  / [ my muse ] is taken under yours wing  /  other .

ANTAGONISTIC.     dangerous to each other  /  dangerous to others  /  unpredictable  /  rivals  /  petty  /  developing into sexual or romantic tension  /  based off family matters  /  based of off circumstance  /  based of professional matters  /  based off misunderstanding or lies  /  conflict of ideology  /  betrayal  /  hero - villain dynamic  /  enemies  /  fight club  /  friends turned enemies  /  lovers turned enemies  /  exes turned enemies  /  other .

#῾◞ ✮ ／ development . 𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘹𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴 ! #twelvetm #i went feral for this one its true

[bornbreathless-a]

@twelvetm liked for a starter

"So it’s...bigger on the inside?”

Char is wandering slowly around the central console, hands tucked casually into her back pockets as she does so, suspecting that accidentally knocking a lever or button would probably be a bad idea.

She also knows that she’s expected to be having a big reaction right now. Understandable, really, and completely logical, but where would the fun be in that?

Instead, Char turns to face the Doctor, expression carefully neutral. “Is that it?”

#twelvetm #((god i hate her)) #((she's impressed i promise she's just an asshole))

[englacial]

                    Time feels halted. The drone of days and weeks have stretched out across the ice like miles between Tristan and any sense of solace. There are so many questions he wants to be answered. It’s a rush in his veins, ice water pooling in his thoughts like a dull ache. One sticks out in his mind like a flag raised in a blizzard, transcending the white void as a vibrancy of passionate color waving amongst heavy flakes: what comes after this?

                    The past few months have left him feeling an array of different feelings, new and old. He still fears for the people he’s sworn to protect, for their future and the generations to come. He’s been proud of himself and he’s felt cursed to a lifetime of repetition. The dredge of fascism feels more like an inevitability, inescapable and forever hungry for blood and control every day.

                    Above all else he’s tired.

                    Exhaustion is everywhere he looks. He sees it in the faces of his comrades stretched out in tattered chairs, tired eyes fluttering open too scared for respite. He sees it every time they lose someone, every casualty a new buffer to the clock.He can’t wait any longer for something to hold onto. He thinks the Universe must see that in him too, otherwise, he wouldn’t be facing the Doctor again, the presence of a familiar face now feeling like a specter to him. Tristan is scouring for resources, the peak of winter further slowing the world around him, diminishing access to the necessities of keeping his people alive, strong. It always feels too coincidental that what few times he had, the Doctor always turns up in a time of need.

                    The pines stretch upward until their tops aren’t visible to the eye, swaying in winds that shake subtle flakes from their branches, a small flurry clouding out the distance like fog. Tristan almost smiles. “Sometimes I think you’re not coming back,” he says, “so you better keep your promise.”

                    There’s a flutter in his heart that trickles into the pit of his stomach at the thought of their arrangement. He needed this. He needed to know. A part of him would beg if all other options evaporated, his pool of optimism was shallow and drained. This felt like all he had left... but he’s afraid. What if it’s not enough? What if he doesn’t like what he sees and this fight is all but for naught? 

                    His thoughts were ablaze with questions-- always questions-- a wildfire runaway ceaselessly chasing the high of something real, something genuine but so frightened of both. Again he comes back to the thing that’s plagued him since he first set foot on the Surface, blinding white overpowering his sense of self...

                    “I have to know. What comes after this?”

closed   //   @twelvetm

#twelvetm #* starter #* the revolution does not die with you / main #tumblr won't let me @ u so i see they've fixed nothing since i've been gone asdfgh #but i hope this works! i dont have icons just yet bc new laptop #& i got really wordy but feel free to not match length ! literally whatever works for you just setting the stage

[ohbrilliiant]

@twelvetm​ you fucking asked for this i’m not sorry

     She's stopped asking the question of why they keep running into each other a long time ago. The face she so clearly remembers as her own stares back and the wave of shame—hopelessness—crashes over her. Tears can't be held back any longer—not from her own past life. She's failed him. Failed herself. Failed everyone.

     "I'm sorry." They're racing down her cheeks before she can stop them. She can't do this anymore. "I'm so sorry..."

#✶ » closed starter #twelvetm #v: not a moment too soon ( main ) #you asked for fucking angst it's all your fault

[thefifthtm]

@twelvetm​ asked: ★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

DUDE I LOVE YOUR TWELVE SO MUCH

OUR TWO BOYS WILL BECOME BROS ONCE THEY’VE STOPPED RIPPING INTO EACH OTHER I SWEAR

#☆𝕆𝕌𝕋 𝕆𝔽 𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂ𝕆𝕊𝕄𝕆𝕊☆ #🏏 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤? 𝔽𝕃𝕌𝔼ℕ𝕋𝕃𝕐! #twelvetm #but will they ever stop? it remains to be seen

[tcrdisary-a]

@twelvetm​

“are you sure we’re in ancient rome? I don’t think ancient romans were walkin’ about in converse, doctor.”

#twelvetm

[storiiestcld]

@twelvetm liked for missy !

    “oh my god, man. would you update this little library nook up here? these books are the most boring things i’ve ever read. and that’s coming from the person who once read the entire thirteen volume dictionary and accompanying appendix for that weird little star system in the andromeda galaxy.”

    missy flops dramatically over the edge of the overstuffed armchair that’s wedged onto the upper deck of the tardis, looking for all the part the drama queen she actually is (and will never admit to). her book lays discarded, her attention now on the doctor more than some silly little book. 

    “at least something with maths or physics. and not the human kind. that’s child’s play.”

#twelvetm #( say something nice | missy ) #( missy: commandeering armchairs and belittling books ) #( she's such a jerk i'm sorry )

[destinybittenarchive]

 @twelvetm continued from a while ago

MAYBE  SHE  REMEMBERS  BEING  HIM   .  maybe  she  remembers  this  moment  &&  how  lonely  right  now  he  feels  .  how  tired  he  is  at  this  point  .  he  closed  his  eyes  for  a  moment  , feeling  her  arms  around  his  shoulders  .  how  does  he  find  the  strength  to  keep  going  ?  he  doesn’t  know  .  he  doesn’t  want  to  know  .  after  all  ,  what  could  else  was  there  to  HURT  him  with  ?  what  else  could  the  universe  do  to  him  ?  maybe  from  here  on  in  , there  was  kindness .  maybe  missy  would  be  good  .  maybe  he  would  see  river  again  .  maybe  he  would  remember  clara  .  the  doctor  pulled  away  .  his  face  stern  but  his  eyes  soft  though  .  ‘ you  can’t  be  here .  ’  he  said  finally  .

Yes, she remembers. Oh, does she remember. And it hurts. It hurts to remember but it’s also important. It’s important for her to carry her past selves with her. To honor them. To remember all of who they were. And that means the sad parts too. The parts that hurt. So she hugs her past self. That must be some kind of paradox but right now she doesn’t care. She just wants to offer some comfort if she can. “I know.” She does, too. Meeting herself isn’t something she does often. In fact, she tries to avoid it. And has been successful so far. She never imagined she’d meet one of her past selves this soon. But in a way she’s glad she had. 

#burnsyourhand #v: just a traveler #(c: thirteen.) #[feel free to ignore if you want :)] #[i just felt like replying] #twelvetm

[nequeos]

#     𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹  ;      @twelvetm​

❝      why ? why shouldn’t i be so reckless ? you’re reckless — all the bloody time ! why can’t i be like you ?     ❞

#῾◞ ✮ ／ in character . 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦; 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 ? #twelvetm #:) here u go

[agcntwells-archive]

‘ the problem with books is that they end . ’

@twelvetm ;;

“If that isn’t the truest thing I’ve ever heard.” Liza sighed before putting her latest finished read back on the bookshelf with the others– her collection was starting to get out of hand. “I really need to donate some of these… I hate the idea of giving them up, but I feel like I only read some of them once and then they just collect dust. They should go to someone who’s going to read them again.” She said, almost to herself as she brushed her fingers over the spines of some of the more well-read ones, those that had cracks in the lettering from where she’d opened and closed them so many times.

#twelvetm #v; the luckiest

[ohbrilliiant]

“Now, we don’t have time to unpack all that.“

john mulaney quotes // accepting!

     “Wait wait wait wait wait—you can’t just say something like that and expect me to ignore it! What do you mean by ‘I set off a bunch of alarms, stole a bunch of sacred tarts, and now a bunch of assassins are after us’?”

#✶ » answered #twelvetm