A message from aboyandhischin


Evil Mutant Death Clara! Oh, that's too funny.

beauty-from-blackpool:

Oh, is it? ;)

Yes, after about the sixth or seventh take you’d get that look when Marc Wilson would call for “just one more”. Don’t deny it, either.

beauty-from-blackpool:

11 weeks and 2 days old. God, they’re so tiny and I love them so much already… I can’t wait to find out the gender.

.. they? Insert goofy grin and Mr. Thursday from Crimson Horror impression here.

beauty-from-blackpool:

11 weeks and 2 days old. God, they’re so tiny and I love them so much already… I can’t wait to find out the gender.

.. they? Insert goofy grin and Mr. Thursday from Crimson Horror impression here.

A message from Anonymous


You might be able to feel them soon :) It starts to get uncomfortable when you get bigger though, make the most of now!

beauty-from-blackpool:

Yeah, so I’ve heard. I’ve also been told that sex will get difficult when I get larger…

Difficult, perhaps, but not impossible. Muahaha.

A message from Anonymous


That sounds like a good plan, you don't want to be getting used to a newborn on your own. Can Matt cook, use a washing machine etc? If he's useless, teach him now! :P

beauty-from-blackpool:

Of course he can! he’s incredibly useful around the house when he wants to be.

Heard that! Cheeky.

Okay, nonnys, I’m not feeling so hot so I’m calling it a night. Be nice to Jenna for me, okay? I really don’t enjoy coming down on people.

A message from Anonymous


Jenna is actually going to be such a cutie pie heavily pregnant :)

beauty-from-blackpool:

aboyandhischin:

Oh, Lord save us she so is. Luckiest man in the world, me.

Fair warning, I might be a bit cranky and sore at that point.

I remember you filming Nightmare In Silver. I’ve seen worse.

A message from Anonymous


Jenna is actually going to be such a cutie pie heavily pregnant :)

Oh, Lord save us she so is. Luckiest man in the world, me.

A message from Anonymous


Your fiancee is the luckiest woman on the planet to have you :) Did she tell you the bullies used to call her Miss Piggy at school? :(

I call her fiancee’. I call her mother of our child-to-be. I call her the woman I love. Don’t you worry, nonny. We’ll sort this.

A message from Anonymous


No not the catsuit. Some you really don't want him to see. We spoke yesterday, don't you remember?

beauty-from-blackpool:

Oh, it’s you. You send Matt as many pictures as you’d like, I don’t care. He loves me, he will no matter what.

And I do, you blackmailing little shit. Guess what - you’ve been reported. How long, do you think, before your little felony here lands you in the crossbar hotel, matey-pie? Hm. Have fun sweating, filth.

A message from aboyandhischin


Why in the world would I mind? Actor's nirvana, that is. Loads of sleep and being spoiled. You also get the benefit of having a dashingly handsome actor wait on you hand and foot - or if Arthur's not available, then me. Badumpbump.

beauty-from-blackpool:

aboyandhischin:

beauty-from-blackpool:

Oh, leave poor Arthur out of it this time - he’s busy enough as it is. Besides, I much prefer being spoiled by you.

Also, I need to talk to you about something.

Talk away, love. I’ll be home in about five minutes.

I’ve never really told you this, but when I was still in school I got bullied a lot for gaining weight. I’d been a dancer for such a long time, but when I found out I couldn’t be a ballerina I stopped, and I was a lot less active during exams so I gained some weight. Everyone was so cruel to me. I got over it, obviously, and I got active again.

Now that I’m starting to show all I I can think of is those girls who tormented me, and how the media’s going to do the same. I know being fat and being pregnant aren’t the same at all, but I still feel miserable. I’m eating too much and I’m just going to keep getting bigger. I’m afraid I’m going to be a horrible mother, especially since I shouldn’t feel like this, I should be happy.

I didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want you to worry.

Jenna Coleman, you listen to me. Do you remember when I first started admitting my attraction to you? Those pictures I posted of what you call your “baby fat” years in Emmerdale and all? I said then and I say now, unless you become so huge your life is in danger, I truly don’t care how big you get. It just means more of you to love and lick.

Forget the tormenters, darling. They’ve in the past, ancient history. Me, you and our child - that’s the future, and we will always stand beside you.