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𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠? OC roleplay account. Backstory in link in bio. Pre-hybrid @EvieAmeliaSong (<15 years). Triggering content. Mirrored detail. Penned by Nixie.

Has Wellington boots on... And is absolutely covered in mud.

Most likely because this menace was up half the night grizzling and grumbling. Now clinging to him, still adamantly refusing sleep.

|| so much little Evie muse. My brains full of so many headcanons about her.

|| so obsessed with the way little Evie talks. Every other sentence just worded slightly wrong or convoluted. I love it

She curves her hands around her eyes, blocking out the light as much as she can. "Because everything was too loud. And bright. And just too big." Grumbling, she rubs at her eyes before looking properly to her mother.

She pulls her hands away from her eyes ever so slightly to peek through at the touch. "I'm trying to make some quiet." An enclosed space was getting tricky to find.

Eyes are still shut, but she can most definitely hear. "Mama." An acknowledgement in return.

Sitting very still in the corner, hands over her eyes.

Making a den out of bits and pieces she's found in the TARDIS

The jumping makes her giggle, arms gripping onto his shoulders tightly all throughout the journey. Seemingly a lot happy with the TARDIS in flight. "Brakes! Brakes!" She reminds him when they're ready to land.

Stretching down towards the console, she presses the button. "Go!" She exclaims loudly, smiling brightly as she does so for the first time that afternoon, as the TARDIS fires up.

"Please," she agrees, not needing to follow as she's hooked around his middle. "And I won't tell mum."

|| I have a theory that River is harshly against TARDIS trips when she's not present because she knows destinations have a tendency to be rather unruly because someone doesn't know hoe to pilot it

"Somewhere where no one else is. And there's long grass and wind. But not loud wind," she replies, looking up to him. "I just want to feel like the universe is bigger but safer."

There's a lot she wants him to do, but his question is particular. And there's a lot she wants him to do that he can't. Or won't. "Maybe go on a trip for the rest of the day," she suggests after a moment of thinking.

Sitting in the corner quietly, ripping out small pieces of pages off a book.

Clinging to @meteorshcwer after a particularly bad day. She's not saying a lot, but humming every now as she rests her head on his shoulder.

< — grumpy grizzling

"No, because then the problem would still be there," she says, tracing the pines of his palm once again. "I think we just need to think harder on a good solution." Because in her head, there's no reason why there can't be a solution where everyone's happy.

"Yes! But maybe she'll be more mean if Evelyn isn't there and then that wouldn't be fair on them." Regardless of his soothing gestures, she's getting a little worked up as she tries to figure out the implications of it all. "This sounds like a grown-up conversation."