About the Battle. River, read.We won, but obviously Amber doesn't want to--and won't--accept that.More Like This
First of all, I'd like to thank Rigidedge and Mistfeather for backing me up. In total, with you guys we brought down three warriors and an apprentice.
Alright, I completely agree with Rigid's idea, which was in his journal http://mistertwister123.deviantart.com/#/d5qvxsd. I have a few friends in Shadow, and with Misty's permission I could talk to them.
They could not only help us in war, but also with non-filter moves that I'm pretty sure they've been working on.
Anyway, despite the disagreement with Amber towards the end, River still has our districts, and we didn't lose anyone.
Sherlock Holmes X Reader: The Ghost Whisperer The scene of the crime was silent but in the far distance you could hear the sirens of police cars as they rushed towards the apartment. Murders weren't uncommon in London just as they weren't uncommon anywhere else. Victorian London had been a pretty gruesome place and there had been many deaths. You would know since they talk to you all the time. You were what the mortals called a Medium. You could see and talk to those who were no longer living, by human standards, because you knew very well that life continued after death.More Like This
But you in particular, you were supposed to be an urban legend.
"H-he came through the window, (Name). There was nothing that I could do to stop him. I-I gave him all the valuable things I had, I asked for mercy! But he didn't spare my life. He took all that I had and shot me dead. What will my husband do now that I'm gone? He'll be widowed and poor! Oh, why did this have to happen to me? I was a good person!" The wome
You know you love me. (Tenth DoctorX Reader)More Like This
"Doctorrrrrrr" You groaned laying on the floor of the TARDIS.
"Yes (Y/n)?" He asked walking into the room. You noticed he had a tux on.
“Oooooo fancy~!” You said sitting up.
He smirked and leaned on the railing of the stairs. “What’s wrong?”
"I'm bored! But I don't feel like running from danger...."
"Would you rather die?” He asked chuckling.
You laughed. “No. Let me rephrase that. I don’t feel like getting in trouble and having to run because something is trying to kill us.”
“Say, how about going to the 1800's? They have great balls. And-”
You cut him off by giggling madly and he rolled his eyes. “G-Great balls?” You managed to gasp still giggling.
“The dresses from that period are nice." He finished. “Honestly (Y/n) you’re such a child sometimes.”
You got up and grabbed his hands pulling him once around the control board. “Yeah but you know you love me” You said tea
Timekeepers (Twelfth Doctor x Reader)More Like This
“How about this one?” he points to a steampunk styled one, the hands of an automaton acting as moving minute trackers. The problem is it’s twice as large as the door to fit through.
“No, that one’s too big.” You walk around the charmingly old antique shop, eyes roving over the metallic hands that tick time away. “Think simple, Doctor. We’re not going to jam a clock the size of Big Ben inside the TARDIS.”
“Actually-” the wizened Time Lord concurs, but you flap your hands at him in exasperation.
“We are not getting a large one. Case closed.”
“Picky, picky,” murmurs the Doctor with a touch of resentment, his attack eyebrows bobbing up and down a