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Attention, Please! Donna is moving!

I wanna rp with Donna, but I'm always so busy with Tom. So, she will be moving to that account. Please follow this blog:

http://thetempandtheactor.tumblr.com

I know I owe starters and stuff, so please message me and I shall make those up for you! Thanks, guys!

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Warning! Mun will start to ship pretty much anything

Hence multiverse.

Carry on.

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Frozach Submitted

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T Hiddy Master Meme Post

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Convince my character not to leave yours.

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"Ya better." she said with a chuckle. "I'll appreciate it if ya really do it."

Donna smirked at the gift Loki had chosen. “Alright. Only if you get me this.” She gave him a picture just to joke around.

"Done. I will place the cake on order and it will be far more grand."

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"Medea?" Donna said, making a face. "Isn't tha' a film 'bout a rude black woman tha' Americans are so fond of?" She shrugged at the thought, began to think. English was always her favorite subject, but classical literature? She was shit. And to why her daughter would pick such a class, she had no idea. "Well, wha's it about? Maybe if ya give me a brief description of wha' you're supposed ta be doin', I can help ya out a bit."

  “‘Course, Mum.”  Allie let out a sigh, internally screaming at herself for even signing up for this class.  “Classical Literature.  We’re reading the play, Medea.  My professor is so ridiculously picky that it’s impossible to do well.”

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"Well, ma'am, this is a TARDIS, isn't it?"

"Ya see, I've only known one person with a sort of machine like this one. And 'e was me best friend…. I've been lookin' for him, actually. I thought that maybe it might be his. And this has ta be his, because there's only one in existence. Would ya care ta explain a little bit?"

  "You’re not even supposed to be here."

"Curious about what?"

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Send "✖" If you think that I'm playing my character properly.

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"I get tha', love, but if for some reason ya come up with some brilliant idea, I just want you to make sure to do so… In the Noble name. Kay?"

"Now, a paper? Alright… What sort of paper are ya supposed ta be writin'?"

  "Mum, you’re helping me think of a topic for my paper, not telling me what to write."

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I want some Doctor Donnaaaaaa

It can be a ship, it can be a brotp, I do not give a fuck. I just want some tatetennant cuteness to write, okay? Okay.

(Message me if you're interested, or hell, just tag me in a fucking starter. Doesn't have to be tenth, can be any other regeneration of the Doctor)

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"Don't need ta knock… Ya can snap your fingers and it does just as good."

"Besides… I was curious."

"Are you people ever going to learn to knock before entering my TARDIS?"

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I will be married for 3 days to the first person in my askbox who says "Honey, I'm home"

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follow the person this was reblogged from

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'Well…." she paused slightly, a little saddened. "I dunno. He's been everywhere. Probably. He's called the uh… um.." she paused. Saying his name broke her heart every time. It brought bad memories. "He's called the Doctor." As soon as the next comment came along, she put on a fake smile and tried to forget about the other situation. "Really? That'd be lovely! I'll show ya some good Midgardian food and I'm always up to try yours!"