As you might have expected, I'm the Doctor. Not a doctor, the Doctor who exists across all of time and space with his timemachine the Tardis. Last of the Timelords, the Oncoming storm, him in the bowtie. You can come on adventures, if you bring some fishfingers and custard.
((Rp blog for the 11th Doctor from the BBC series Doctor who. Just ask for a starter if you can't think of something. I track: himinthebowtie. M!A: None, but accepting. Mun and Muse are above 18 years old. Nsfw will be put under 'Read more' ))

 

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"You so owe me." (writer and editor verse)

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"And how do you suggest I return the favor?"


"Thank you dear." He said in return before turning to face her. "No I don’t think you did actually…"

She sheepishly laughed. “Sorry about that.” She pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips, before dragging him with her to her study. “There was a reason for that, though. I suppose now is as good a time to tell you as any since the book launch is in a few weeks.” She smirked. “Have a seat, Mr. Smith.”

As he followed her around and sat down he couldn’t help but smile at her, curious about what she had to tell. “The tension is killing me River.” He lied.

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"Where are my clothes?" (Any verse)

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

 

him-in-the-bowtie:

"They’re in the dryer. I have washed them for you, they were covered in dirt."

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"Yeah we are." He said proudly as he turned to look at her, only to widen his eyes at what she was wearing before quickly turning back. She looked good in her gown, curves and everything. 

River rolled her eyes as her husband turned away from her. “Sweetie, those clothes were on the floor outside our bathroom because I was taking a shower,” She laughed. “You really shouldn’t be so surprised about what I’m wearing.”

"I’m trying not to be surprised." He admitted, quickly focusing back on the book he was reading. 

I gotta be off to bed, tomorrow learning for my last test and have to take care for my sister! So I dont think I’ll be on much.

Night night my Ducklings!

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"Leave me alone"

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him-in-the-bowtie:

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him-in-the-bowtie:

Resting his eyes on her his mind raced, thinking of things he had forgotten or done wrong. Once he was sure there was nothing he had missed he dared to speak. “Why?”

She swallowed thickly turning away from him and walking away not caring whether or not he left, or at least that’s what she told herself. 

Putting a hand on the TARDIS’ door he bit his lip, looking over his shoulder back to her. “River, I’m here to help you and I can sense it, you’re not fine.”

River’s lip wavered and she so desperately wanted to tell him that she was scared and pregnant but what if he left? She would rather have him go now and believe he wasn’t there because he didn’t know than do it alone knowing he’d never be there. So she only nodded.

The nod was enough for him to walk back to her, putting an hand on her shoulder. “You can tell me anything, River we’re married.”

checkyour-recordsagain asked
"Leave me alone"

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

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him-in-the-bowtie:

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him-in-the-bowtie:

Resting his eyes on her his mind raced, thinking of things he had forgotten or done wrong. Once he was sure there was nothing he had missed he dared to speak. “Why?”

"I just want some time on my own is that so hard to understand." River murmured not looking up to him.

"No it’s not, but you look upset and that worries me."

River sighed. “I’m fine.”

When someone told him he or she was fine, twice, it was better to leave them to themselves. Something he had learned in process. “Okay… just.. call me when you want to talk okay?” He muttered as he walked back to the TARDIS, not wanting to leave.

She swallowed thickly turning away from him and walking away not caring whether or not he left, or at least that’s what she told herself. 

Putting a hand on the TARDIS’ door he bit his lip, looking over his shoulder back to her. “River, I’m here to help you and I can sense it, you’re not fine.”

him-in-the-bowtie asked
"River, I was wondering... maybe you want to go to the movies sometime this weekend?" John asked shyly. (saxonsinfulverse)

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(aw)

River looked up a little stunned at the question, a few weeks ago she would have said yes without a second thought. Now however she was trying to get her marriage back on track, then again no one said Harry needed to know but still she faltered when it came to speak. “Oh em, I don’t know I’m quite busy.”

As he saw her arriving on time as well his smile reappeared. “Hi, you made it on time. Wasn’t sure if traffic was bothering you much.” John sort of feared she wouldn’t call to say she couldn’t go anymore, but understood that Harry might be in the way. 

"Nice top. Very suitable." 

River smiled. “Oh I hate being late I left earlier.” She explained before chuckling. “Thanks,”

"Shall we then?" He asked, gesturing to the cinema before going in. As they bought the tickets and snacks John couldn’t help but pay for her snacks though. Seemed like a decent thing to do. "So what have you been up to this weekend?" He asked as they took their places.

"Not a lot really." River said sitting down, she didn’t want to talk about Harry’s bad health knowing it was a sensitive subject for her husband. "Harry and I had a lazy day yesterday and I was working on friday."

"Yeah work. The usual." John couldn’t help but eat some of his popcorn already. It was nice, but to make sure he wouldn’t eat half of it before the movie started he put it on the floor. "Actually, I never expected you to like this genre of movies." 

checkyour-recordsagain asked
"Leave me alone"

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

checkyour-recordsagain:

him-in-the-bowtie:

Resting his eyes on her his mind raced, thinking of things he had forgotten or done wrong. Once he was sure there was nothing he had missed he dared to speak. “Why?”

"I just want some time on my own is that so hard to understand." River murmured not looking up to him.

"No it’s not, but you look upset and that worries me."

River sighed. “I’m fine.”

When someone told him he or she was fine, twice, it was better to leave them to themselves. Something he had learned in process. “Okay… just.. call me when you want to talk okay?” He muttered as he walked back to the TARDIS, not wanting to leave.

Partners in law

"So, you’re the one that solved the case of the murder of Mr. Jensen? I must agree I’m impressed. For someone who was still studying, to solve such a complicated case." He said, looking through her files before putting them on the desk. 

"Melody pond, your grades are fantastic, nothing to add to that. I do have one question though. How did you figure out it was Coleman who did it? Nothing as far as I know, led to him." 

Everyone had been talking about how she solved it, not believing it. Mr. Coleman admitted to the Jury he murdered Mr. Jensen because Melody Pond knew how to get it out of him.

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"Where are my clothes?" (Any verse)

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"They’re in the dryer. I have washed them for you, they were covered in dirt."

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"Of course," River commented, before laughing genuinely. She smiled and put her hair up in a ponytail, her dressing gown drawn tight around her. "We’re surprisingly good at this," She revealed, pride and awe evident in by tone of her voice and the trace of water in her eyes that was noticeable in the ‘sunlight’. 

"Yeah we are." He said proudly as he turned to look at her, only to widen his eyes at what she was wearing before quickly turning back. She looked good in her gown, curves and everything. 

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"Where are my clothes?" (Any verse)

"They’re in the dryer. I have washed them for you, they were covered in dirt."

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"You so owe me." (writer and editor verse)

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

him-in-the-bowtie:

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

him-in-the-bowtie:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"And how do you suggest I return the favor?"

"Never no. Don’t see the point why I should." He was bad a writing things.

River brushed a curl behind her ear, before biting her lip. “Don’t be cross with me, Sweetie.” She smiled apprehensively. “I might have saw what you wrote for my about the author page.”

He smiled at that, a small smile though. Of course she saw it, she had the book before it was published, not forgetting that she probably was curious. “What did you think?”

“I made sure you were credited for it. I could never write something that kind about myself.” Her eyes suddenly widened. “Sweetie, did I ever show you the dedication?”

"Thank you dear." He said in return before turning to face her. "No I don’t think you did actually…"

Anonymous asked
"You're freaking me out." {vestibulum-etpxgna}

vestibulum-etpxgna:

him-in-the-bowtie:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"Well you’re freaking me out." 

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"Ah yes, tools." Gently he handed over his sonic. "Point , click and think, that will do the job."

I need tools to clip the wire, you idiot! Not this toy!

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Now’s not the time to joke around!

"Mate, it’s a sonic screwdriver, you don’t need anything else." As he took it back the sonic made a small buzz and the wire clipped automatically. 

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"You so owe me." (writer and editor verse)

headmistresssonglunauniversity:

him-in-the-bowtie:

him-in-the-bowtie:

"And how do you suggest I return the favor?"

"Never no. Don’t see the point why I should." He was bad a writing things.

River brushed a curl behind her ear, before biting her lip. “Don’t be cross with me, Sweetie.” She smiled apprehensively. “I might have saw what you wrote for my about the author page.”

He smiled at that, a small smile though. Of course she saw it, she had the book before it was published, not forgetting that she probably was curious. “What did you think?”

headmistresssonglunauniversity asked
"Just relax." (Perhaps we've met In a dream verse)

"How can I relax when the town just declared me a madman and burned all my years of research?" He said, running hands through his hair as he watched his house burn down. "Everything.. gone."