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well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.

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Feel like trying out my discord server?

We're a group of writers writing in various different fandoms, and we have a whole section dedicated to Fandomless RP.

We're open to new fandoms all the time and put them up to a vote.

Current fandoms include: Doctor Who/Torchwood Grey's Anatomy and Related Verses The Thick of It Harry Potter A General Horror Section Marvel Ted Lasso Sherlock

We're also currently voting on Game of Thrones/House of The Dragon.

Feel like checking us out? https://discord.gg/zDAxgtcA

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TTOI OC(-ish): Katie Murray

Full Name: Katherine Mae Murray Age: 19 at the end of TTOI Species: Human Faceclaim: Renee Rapp Orientation: Bisexual

Backstory to follow

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no same. i still love them

you dont even know how big of a tenmartha shipper i used to be. it was literally my first ship as a kid

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Maria barely glanced up, until she realised exactly who had stepped into her office. Pushing her paperwork to the side for a moment, she took a moment to compose herself and stood up to welcome the new occupant of the room.

"Thank you, Bond, I presume?" She forced a smile to her face, despite the fact his reputation did indeed precede him. "Come in, come in."

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At the sound of her voice James nudged the door open and entered the office. He closed the door neatly behind him but his blue eyes were fixed on her, with the barest hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"Congratulations are in order. You did it."

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Doctor Who OC: Saiorse

Full name: Saiorse Age: Twenty-Seven Species: Humanoid-TARDIS Hybrid Faceclaim: Lilly James Orientation: Bisexual

Backstory Created by the War incarnation. Saiorse was the closest thing to a human companion that the War doctor had. However, this meant that she knew everything, witnessed all he did, and was left behind on Galifrey when they left it to burn. She is a humanoid created from the TARDIS consciousness. Without the ability to regenerate, her ageing and life span have been greatly increased compared to humans as the War Doctor did not know how long it would take him to end the war and he knew that he did not want to be alone. Following the events of the Day of the Doctor, the 11th incarnation, unable to stop himself from saving the innocent he made, rescued her. In the moments between War setting off and 11 returning, she felt the years of pain that the TARDIS went through, as her soul was connected through the consciousness of the TARDIS. She felt when Rose took the time vortex into her system, felt every single time the Doctor regenerated within her walls.

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𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐲

𝐇𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭

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Tempted to bring an Osgood to my muses too… Opinions?

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At the compliment, Maria couldn't help but blush, arms wrapping around him.

"Honestly, I was just remembering every single lesson you gave me on how to talk to the press and what was needed to be a good leader. Added in a little of my own sparkle but that was it."

Hearing him ask about her, she relaxed a little into his arms.

"I'm.. sure I'm fine. Overwhelmed, that's for sure, overtired too."

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"Aye, and ye were wonderful. Poised and relaxed, too. A perfect picture of elegance and excellence, and that's not a compliment I give out very often."

He drew her into a gentle hug—one of thanks, of complete understanding, and apology. Life had gotten in the way. He was swamped with work. He hadn't had the time to reach out to her lately, and that was partially his own fault. He should have made the time. Since his untimely departure, things had been incredibly tough, both mentally (or emotionally) and physically. He sighed softly, leaning down and kissing her forehead, and continued.

"Ye doing alright, otherwise?"

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God, but she could be like this forever. his lips on her providing the perfect distraction from those cravings that she had been barely keeping at bay.

"Insane, and yet so fucking good." She admitted, trailing her hands over his back before coming back to his hair, back arching as his lips began to trail her body, tightening at every new sensation.

Relaxing was such a strange idea to her, she couldn't remember the last time that she fully relaxed but she allowed her head to fall back, teeth catching her lower lip as a moan of his name left her lips. This was pure bliss.

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Before long, any clothing that was left was scattered across the floor. Malcolm was quick to lie her back on the bed, lips finding hers for a slow, sexy kiss.

"We've gone insane," he mumbled, lips brushing her jaw and making their way to her throat and neck. He roamed around, taking his time. His hands weren't idle. They were everywhere, trailing along her body and lifting a thigh to wind around his waist.

Fuck but this was good. He moaned at every sensation, murmured for her, words that were all at once dirty and comforting. He'd never been particularly silent in bed, so why start now?

He eventually trailed lower, down her chest to pay close attention to her breast, lower to her belly and to her hips. He parted her thighs with a sharp inhale, eyes cutting to her face.

"Relax for me, sweetheart," he mumbled, a brow rising for a moment as he appraised her. That look on her, so desperate and needy, would likely never leave him. Without further ado, he slid down to lie between her thighs and began to use his fingers, lips, tongue, and teeth on her. This had always been one of his favorite things to do.

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I want - no, I need more long term, in depth ships. The kind of ships that I can’t stop thinking about. That have a real chokehold on you as an rper. Really thought out, headcanoned and plotted ships. Where we obsess over them endlessly. Go back and forth and stay up late just to read one or two more replies. Where you can get so attached to the characters involved that you can feel what they’re feeling, the good, the bad, the ugly. The kind of ships that really make the RP experience. The ones we can really develop, see grow over the months, have long angsty threads of, but also short fluffy or smutty ones as well. Or where we can post a random one liner just to mix things up here and there! Yeah, I need more ships like that. So please, like… message… send a carrier pigeon... doesn’t matter! Because as the great t.swif.t once said… it’s a need.

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Saiorse sighed, looking at her.

"I do..." She did feel bad for the human, honestly, she did. "He only pays attention to me when he's mad at me and he gets really mad at me when I do something like this."

She hated to admit that it was all for his attention, but it was the truth and if nothing else Clara deserved the truth.

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Clara arched a brow at her, regarding her for a moment before deciding that perhaps this was a little bit more sincere than the last few times she'd been apologised to.

"Alright. Setting a tiger on someone isn't fun. Do you understand why?"

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An Introduction to WoodvaleWrites

I haven't quite worked out tumblr yet, but I'm sure I will in time. I just realised that not everyone can see my blog so here's a quick overview of this multimuse.

About me:

Hey! I'm Woodvale. I'm 24 and live in the UK. I do have a 9-5 and several side jobs, but I am almost always lurking, even when I'm supposed to be doing my job. I have around 12 years of RP experience between Facebook, X and Discord. I write a lot of different verses and characters and will be adding more to the list as we go on, I'm sure. See below for the muses!

The Thick of It Muses

Kelsey Sharpe

Sherlock Crossover. In her youth (FC Suki Waterhouse) she attended university with Mycroft Holmes. Went on in her late 20's (FC Emilia Clarke) to join the labour party, eventually rising to leader. Horrific drug problem, bit of a Party Girl. Portrayal takes place either during uni, as leader of Labour or post politics.

Maria Edwards

The party's answer to Kelsey Sharpe, came in and fixed all her predecessor's mistakes. Rose through the ranks through DoSaC to leadership. Very much a good girl in comparison to Kelsey. FC Freema Agyeman

Doctor Who Muses:

Saiorse

Martha Jones

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Maria couldn't help but glance around her at the various states of complete shock that Malcolm Tucker was in the building.

"I thought you might tune in, I did learn from the best about how to conduct myself in such interviews, after all. Treated myself to a Fanta afterwards just like back in DoSaC."

Without another word, she turned on her heel and let him towards her rooms upstairs.

"Italian sounds great, Malcolm, thank you."

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"Nice tae see ye too, luv. Ye look good. I expected tae find ye dazed and confused tonight. I'm sure it's been a fuckin' long day. Yer radio interview went smoothly. I listened this morning. Nicely done."

Everyone was staring at them, and he couldn't fucking care less. He was almost tempted to pull her in for a hug right then and there, but he immediately banished the thought. It could wait. But fuck, he'd missed her. Glancing behind him, he gave everyone a sharp grin. They were all confused and terrified, and it only seemed to add to their anxiety, concern, and pure frazzled fright. Without another word, he followed Maria up to her private rooms.

"I hope Italian food was alright," he said once they were all alone. "I'm fuckin' famished."

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Can’t wait to see you

M x

The next day went as smoothly as could be expected, still getting to grips with the new job, she was bounced from meeting to meeting, finally free when she saw his text.

You know how to improve a bad day at work, darling.

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She headed to the foot of the stairs to watch his entrance, laughing at the faces some of her MPs pulled.

“Good to see you, Malcolm.”

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Life got in the way, and I'm sorry. But yes, I'd love that. Scaring everyone. I couldn't care less, though, because I'm just looking forward to seeing you. Fuck everybody else. You're the reason you're PM, not anyone else. Don't ever let them tell you otherwise. You made it. YOU did this.

And oh, believe me, I know you love watching me scare the shite out of people. It's one of your favorite things, darling.

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The following day, Malcolm fucked off from work and went to pick up dinner. Italian food was the easiest choice. He knew what Maria could and couldn't eat.

He made his way to Number 10, using the back entrance. Everyone knew him, so he was immediately let in. He didn't even need a badge. That was definitely a perk. He sent a quick text to Maria.

I'm here. Come out of your office. The devil has arrived.

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Stepping into the building, he passed a few MPs and almost laughed at the way they shuddered at the sight. Fuck, this was going to be good. He never even said a word to anyone.

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Trying to come up with some additional doctor who muses beyond Saiorse for this account.

Maybe a Martha??

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She took a deep breath before actually stopping and looking at the other woman. She hadn't actually realised how much pain she had caused to Clara until that moment.

"I do mean it. I never meant to upset you, I was just having fun!"

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"Yes," Clara responded, batting the hand away lightly because she didn't appreciate being poked and prodded like that. Especially after everything.

"But an apology doesn't count if you don't mean it. And you don't mean it, so here we are."