Faux Suede Drifter II (The Doctor)
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Jacob Smith Bigenerated from @wonderfulelectric.bsky.social MS/MV #thelaird Layout by Red Married to Ruby Sunday @tardiawho.bsky.social
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The Doctor
-Bigenerated from @wonderfulelectric.bsky.social
-Quiet, private and reserved but friendly
-Identifies as a time lord
-Panromantic/pansexual
-written by #thelaird for #DWRP and #MVRP

MDNI due to triggering themes including but not limited to: sex, gore, foul language

Not Will Gregory
“Yes, she. She’s alive and very much aware of what you say.” He playfully pressed a finger to his lips. “Careful. Come.” He motioned for Jude to follow him into the ship.
“No, no. Of course not.” Jacob giggled a little. “She doesn’t like confusing people. You’re perfectly safe.”
Jacob grinned and held out his arms. “Jude! It’s good to see you again. Fancy a tour of the box?”

He snapped his fingers, and the TARDIS doors swung open. Entering the ship, he motioned for his friend to follow.
Jacob peers up to the window where he hears the tapping and sees Jude. He grins and waves at him, and makes a motion for him to come down and visit. It was long overdue, even in his mind.
While Jacob can’t hear what exactly is being said, he senses Jude is looking for him. So…

VWORP! VWORP! VWORP!

Cue the sound of the TARDIS materializing.
“I see.” The doctor scratched his head. “Perks are always good.”
Hesher shrugged, "It's just business to me. But sometimes there are perks."
*he strokes himself and quickly slips back into her pussy*
//its admin’s birthday. Some company for Jacob and I would be appreciated
“It’s absolutely massive. Some of them I’ve never even met.”
"Chapters? Wow, yes, that's definitely a huge family."
The Doctor sips at his tea and thinks for a moment. How to explain…

“Well, it’s not really family in the traditional sense. We time lords are divided into Chapters, and I guess you could say we were all related — so I have hundreds of siblings — so to speak.”

There’s that grin of his again.
“Thank you, she really is. I love her a lot.”
The Doctor sips at his tea and thinks for a moment. How to explain…

“Well, it’s not really family in the traditional sense. We time lords are divided into Chapters, and I guess you could say we were all related — so I have hundreds of siblings — so to speak.”

There’s that grin of his again.
He signaled to Maggie once more, who had another order prepared, familiar with Jude's preferences. She delivered it and nonchalantly walked away. "How large is your family?" he asked, contemplating whether to actually drink the coffee. This would mark his third... -
“I would love one, thank you.” Jacob nodded. “Ah! So you come from a big family like myself. I only really know my brother, Brax, though…”

He trailed off before being snapped back to reality by the question being asked of him. “Nope! It just makes it more heroic, if you ask me, but I may be biased”
“I would love one, thank you.” Jacob nodded. “Ah! So you come from a big family like myself. I only really know my brother, Brax, though…”

He trailed off before being snapped back to reality by the question being asked of him. “Nope! It just makes it more heroic, if you ask me, but I may be biased”
"Absolutely! Now that I think about it, I realize he hasn't truly met my other sister yet. You see, I have six siblings; one is a twin, and the others are half-siblings with different fathers. Regardless, I love them all the same." -
“Wow, that’s an incredible story. Seems we both have interesting spousal-meeting tales.”

He nodded thoughtfully, humming as he drummed his fingers on the table. “That baby my wife jumped on the airship to save? That was her foster sister. Her name’s Lulubelle.”
“Wow, that’s an incredible story. Seems we both have interesting spousal-meeting tales.”

He nodded thoughtfully, humming as he drummed his fingers on the table. “That baby my wife jumped on the airship to save? That was her foster sister. Her name’s Lulubelle.”
"A young wolf shifter pup appeared at my doorstep, barely five month old. She was obviously frightened and in search of comfort and safety. That pup was Noelle. As I reached out to pick her up, she darted away, still wary of people. I ended up chasing her through the woods, mind you, -