I’ll see you soon 

(Source: fuckyeahadric)

gingersrockstheuniverse:

thepurebloodtimelord:

Barty closed his eyes when he felt her kiss down, his breathing and heart rate sped up slightly. A slow grin tugged at his lips as he murmured, “You don’t want to know.” He kissed her again.

Donna should have been concern about that, simply because of the way he acted except her emotions were taking over her mind. Accepting the kiss, she pulled into the kiss much harder and rougher than before. Her hands trailed into his hair before she tighten it.

A hand slid beneath her shirt, resting on the skin of her hip, digging his nails in slightly. He chuckled by the kiss, gladly returning it with as much roughness as she did.

oh-shewasblonde:

Rose couldn’t believe this was happening, her throat felt as though it was on fire, the burning need for blood was overpowering. What had the Magic Anon done to her? She felt herself needing to sit down, but didn’t and just carried on walking, needing to get out of the city and away from people. The longing for blood was driving her crazy. 

A grin spread across his face when he saw the blond. “Rose,” he called with a low chuckle.

grangerhere:

thepurebloodtimelord:

“Don’t you remember me? Oh, right. I was drinking polyjuice potion at the time. Nasty stuff,” he made a face. “But I’m the Doctor, if you must know.”

Hermione was utterly confused and was thinking about who the person could be, “Doctor? Polyjuice potion? One thing is Muggle and another thing is wizard. That can’t be.”

“Oh, not this kind of Doctor, I assure you,” he chuckled. “You haven’t heard of the Doctor? I’m surprised at you, Granger. Time Lord, time travel, Barty Crouch Jr? Does any of that ring a bell?”

twelveoclock-doc:

thepurebloodtimelord:

twelveoclock-doc:

thepurebloodtimelord:

“Jammy dodgers and scones? Please, they’re terrible. Every flavor beans are more pleasing then them,” Barty stated with a glare. “Now who’re you?”

“They’re quite good with a nice cup of hot tea,” he replied. “And I had some Every Flavor Beans during my Tenth regeneration. Pepper. Scared poor Martha into the med bay because she thought I was having a hearts attack.”

The Doctor gave a double take at the sight of the other man. He seemed…. Familiar. “Anyway, I’m the Doctor. With whom am I speaking with?”

A slow grin spread across his face when the other mentioned Ten. So he does remember - which means..He’s a future regeneration. “You should know.”

The Doctor nodded. “I can see my Tenth face,” he replied. “But you’re…. I believe the word here is darker. Here is a man hungry for blood and revenge.” The Doctor crossed his arms and surveyed the other man. “What happened to you?” he asked.

“Nothing’s happened,” he snapped, glaring at the other. “You’re just too bright. No, the question should be, what happened to you? Both eleven and you seem to have lost your wits, not knowing who the Dark Lord is, and most of all, the magic is lost!” Barty scowled with a chuckle. “But as for the blood and revenge..You just may be right.”

thetimelordsecho:

thepurebloodtimelord:

The man was in the back out of the way until he spotted a blond he recognized instantly. Jenny. He walked towards her and a smirk spread across his face when she nearly ran into him. “Hello, Jenny.”

Jenny stared at the man before her before his image snapped into focus. “Doctor?!” she said incredulously, grinning wildly. “Oh my gosh, Dad, hi!” 

Barty looked down at his daughter, his smirk widening into a small smile. “Thought I’d run into you sooner or later. Now, where have you been?” He demanded to know.

its-millicent-bulstrode:

thepurebloodtimelord:

“Talking. What do you think I’m doing?”

“Wasting air.”

He snorted in response, digging his hand into his pocket to withdraw his screwdriver. “Nonsense. Now, are you going to stand there or are you going to come with me?”

mercy-song:

thepurebloodtimelord:

mercy-song:

thepurebloodtimelord:

“Why are you so interested? They don’t concern you!”

“I’m interested because this person you hate must of done something pretty bad to pee you off! So…I’m interested!”

“Of course,” he sighed.

Mercy rolled her eyes and shook her head at him.

“What are you, a muggle? Surely you should know more.”

myneverendingdrums:

thepurebloodtimelord:

myneverendingdrums:

thepurebloodtimelord:

Too long. What have you been doing?

Scheming, as usual. And yourself?

Scheming as well. I have to get back at that Potter - Maybe you’d like to help me?

-raises an eyebrow- Potter? Who the hell’s Potter?

Potter? You never heard of that brat? He’s quite famous, for ruining the Dark Lord. *scowls* Harry Potter, the “boy who lived.”

igetthewholedontwanderoffthing:

“Hi, there.”

“Yes, hello,” he greeted with a grin. “Just who are you?”