* dark as the midnight sun ;;

that's the beauty of a secret / you know you're supposed to keep it clara oswald indie rp written by becca

[bravestx]

I lately have zero muse for Clara. I hope to get this account active again at some point in the future, but for now I’ll be on a permanent hiatus. If anyone wants to keep contact, you can find me on my OC

@tornx

( trigger warning though, Sasha is a pretty dark character )

[beatingdrxms-blog]

    WOW! I sit here in amazement as I write this here; when I made this blog about six weeks ago on a complete and absolute whim, I expected it to sputtered out and die within a week or so. And yet, through the patience, tolerance, and all around wonderfulness of each and every single one of you, it has done anything but.

    I WANT TO THANK YOU. Each and every single one of you, for all that you have done, by validating me, writing with me, talking with me OOC, and many more things that I just can’t think of to list at the moment. If it weren’t for the community, I don’t think I would stand a chance at doing this at all. As much as this muse has come to mean to me, it’s the people here, you folk, who make roleplaying worthwhile for me, and once again, I want to thank you for it.

    IF I could write a paragraph for every single person who follows me below, I would. Seeing as that would be quite a list, I won’t be doing that, though there are a few people who I want to hug forever thank.

@thistimefeelsnew : Oh boy. Where do I start? I think you were one of the very first people who followed me, and ever since, it has been all angst and all fluff all the time. I always enjoy talking with you OOC (ALL THE MUSICALS!) and writing the Master opposite your Thirteen, well. There’s a reason I ship them so much. I hope for many more shenanigans in the New Year!

@tenthofalonewanderer : I’ve had a few moments of either personal struggle or problems with not feeling confident on this blog, and through each one of them, you’ve been there to talk to me and help me feel a little better about myself. For that, I don’t think I could thank you enough. You are a precious beautiful cinnamon roll and I am excited to continue interacting with you both IC and OOC

@boxedinsanity : One day, you sent me three memes, and the next, you came roaring into my IM and I knew from then on that we would be friends. You too have always been supportive and kind, and thank you so much for it. We haven’t written much together, granted, and in the new year, that will definitely change.

    THANK YOU as well to those of you who I may have only written with, may have only spoken OOC with, of have just started to get to know in either. You are all my dearests and I don’t know what I would do without you all.

@just-a-teaboy-with-a-fobwatch, @starbliind, @runawayncble, @grxnddaughter, @imjustanauthor, @waitingforthefinishline, @ofxthesea, @daftoldwarrior, @probatiion, @talktoten, @bravestx, @zygon-and-human, @daedaluscried, @fearxhim, @khrxnos, @siobhancrossworlder, @i-promisedforever, @yesbutoneoftheniceones, @hookedpirate, @gosavageson, @thegirlwhocalledstarman, @hopetimelord, @midlifemetacrisis, @einarrdottir, @melodyandpond, @stillagoodfremen, @nihilinperson, @murraywolfmanmanson, @lightofvanaheim

@theta-x, @ask-xi, @ancientsoldier, @ofidiotism, @liibcrty, @badwolfgirlicouldkissyou, @castouthomeless, @panicmooncompanion, @askgwencooper, @killgravex, @mjxlnxr, @sallysparrowtimetravels, @tennyrudeandnotginger, @caro-comedentii, @efficiiency, @earthsdefense, @therisingtide, @intelligentxhalfwit, @numbxrs, @earthsdefense, @onlyxsurvivor, @txssxract, @marksmuses, @ofeterniiity, @detectiverickitubbs, @firejugglinghobo

    AND FINALLY, THANK YOU to all those who I have not listed. I hope that in the very near future, we can start writing together and getting to know each other.

Without Wax,

    - E.

[bravestx]

I‘ve been absent for quite a while now. Real life has been and is still kicking my ass, and I won’t be around until January 1st the earliest. Thank you for bearing with me.

I hope y’all had a great holiday -- I’ll see you on the other side.

[bravestx]

i’ll be on hiatus from today until tuesday -- maybe i’ll get to squeeze in some replies, but i cannot promise anything. i know i owe a few bits and pieces, these will be cont’d when i’m back. thanks for your patience. (:

[faceofeleven]

He’d touched a nerve. Maybe he had been too apathetic about the future. Humans got worried about the future, since they could set theirs, in a way. The Doctor didn’t have a future. Not one he could look forward to, anyway–things were always in flux. What was the point in planning for one?

“Fine. What do you want to know? And why are so scared, Clara? I thought you felt safe.” And maybe he was a bit tetchy with her. He’d just spent ages being tortured–he was allowed tetchiness.

[bravestx]

            She turned around, staring at the ceiling for a moment before taking a long breath. This was probably not the right time to talk about everything, but although he seemed reluctant, he asked, and she’d answer; and if it ended up bad.. Well, she had to hope it wouldn’t.

           “I want to know where this will go. Because I -- I age. And you.. you don’t. And I don’t want to wake up one day and see the be is empty besides me because you remembered you don’t like endings and just left me. I wouldn’t survive that.  I -- I feel safe, with you, I really do. I just don’t feel save knowing you’re out here fighting wars and battles that one day you might lose. It’s dangerous, and I’m worried. I mean, what will our future look like? Will it always be this way?”

[bravestx]

thesophiemcqueen:

So this was the Doctor. Bow tie and all.

This was the regeneration that her aunt ran into last. Sarah Jane told her all about it.

After examining him, Sophie spoke to answer Clara. “My aunt is Sarah Jane Smith.” At this, she looked straight at the Doctor, giving him a warm smile. “Nice to finally meet you, Doctor.”

            “ Noooo! What a coincidence!                    Sarah Jane, you say, your aunt? ”

Clara was standing back while the Dotor almost danced around the girl, and the smile on his face was a very eager one.

           “ Tell me, Sophie, what do you know?                   I think Sarah told you an awful lot of stories,                   am I right? Oh, bloody mess this is.                   I’d invite you in, but everything’s a little...                   fire-y inside. Let me just quickly... ”

And gone he was, jumped back into the TARDIS, and seconds later the sprinklers could be heard, a wet Doctor climbing out of the box again.

           “ Clara, could you..? ”

           “ Sure. ”

She made her way inside, sighing, pulling a few levers and pushing some buttons and a few minutes later, the TARDIS was back to normal.

           “ I can’t believe I know the consoles                   better than you! ”, she called out to the others,            “ but it’s done. Come on in! ”

[bravestx]

earthsdefense:

Rose munched on the chips, also glad that she had some company to walk home with. She wasn’t much of a fan of walking home at nights either. The two devoured the chips in minutes, as they approached the building they both called home.

“Tell me about it. I only got the job ‘cause I have a family friend who works there. They were offerin’ part time at first, but they kept me on ‘cause I got the job done.” She paused when Clara spoke about who she lived with. “Um, there’s only me an’ my brother, he’s eight now but we’re pretty capable of looking after ourselves.”

     “Yeah, it’s such a pain in the ass to find a job today. Like, bloody impossible mostly. Everywhere I went, they wanted me to have experience. Where the hell should I get experience if nobody hires me, huh?” Clara rolled her eyes, recalling the endless days of running about town looking for a job this week.

      Clara gave Rose a short look from the side when she mentioned that she lived alone. “All alone? Just you and your brother? How old are you, then? I thought you’d be more my age, and, I don’t know. Isn’t that hard, on your own?”

[bravestx]

bowtiesandsideburns:

The Doctor stared at the Zygon, frowning. “”That’s not exactly my style, Bonnie,” he replied. “Guns blazing? No, it’s far too obvious a thing, 99 percent of the time.” He held up the small silver tube that was his sonic screwdriver “I will admit, though, that this could be a bit more…intimidating, the way I wave it around. Maybe it’s time for an upgrade?”

          “ Well, being obvious isn’t all that bad when you know you’ll win anyways. That’s the thing -- ”, she tipped her index finger against her forehead, giving the Doctor a small smirk, “ -- when you’re clever enough and know your plan will work out, you can just run in and let them know who’s destroying them. ” 

She made her way over to him, intertwining their arms and pulling him with her, back to the TARDIS.

        “ It’s definitely time for an upgrade. If you don’t want to use a proper weapon, fine. Just, maybe, let the sonic look like a weapon? Even the slightest bit? I bet this old girl can do that, right? ” She let her fingers draw patterns on the consoles while walking around, then pushing a few buttons and pulling the lever so the TARDIS started moving again. Couldn’t stay too long in one place with the trace of dead creatures they’ve been leaving behind.

[faceofeleven]

Damn. Now she was angry.

Oh, well. At least he was back in her arms and recovering from his ordeal. They could save the discussion for tomorrow.

And then she dropped that uzzword.

“The future?” He opened his eyes again. “What’s so interesting about the future? And we’ve got nothing to talk about anyway, since we don’t know what happens yet. Why so keen?”

[bravestx]

          She could feel his body stiffen around her, and his voice suddendly had a different sound, one she never really heard before -- and didn’t like, honestly.  Why was he so closed up when it came to simple talking? They’ve been together for a while now -- if that was the right label, who knew if they didn’t bloody talk? -- and Clara had been overthinking and overreacting about the smallest of things. She was always on alert, somehow, confused and insecure with this new situation she and him were in.

     “ I need this talk, okay?  What’s so interesting about it? -- I don’t know, maybe how we’re going to deal with everything? With this.. relationship? I mean, I don’t even know if this is a relationship.   I just need to know a few things, okay? A plan. Plans are always good, and I need one, because this whole situation is scaring me a lot and I have no idea what to do about it. ”

[britishdarkhairwelldressed]

Interesting. As he folded his arms across his chest and remained where he was directly in front of her, he couldn’t help but huff a sigh. His whole world was his playground, his stage. Nothing more than people doing his will. If something stood in his way, he simply got resolved the problem with no more than ten words. Since Jessica, he never encountered anyone immune to him. It was an easy, almost an enjoyable life. With the exception of having something deprived from him. Or maybe someone. The woman in front of him piqued his interest a little. She was on the small side, dark hair, dark eyes. British. 

“Depends how you interpret what’s boring or not,” he answered simply.

[bravestx]

He seemed to be thinking, and her heart had sped up a little. Had she lost him? Would he just make her leave?

When his voice broke the silence again, a sigh of relief almost audibly fell from her lips, and she gave him a raised eyebrow and another small smirk. Time to be bold and spark his interest once and for all, and see if he could control her (if the sources on the web didn’t just tell utter bullshit about him, that is. She’d hardly found anything, just a police file that listed ‘mind control’ as an ability -- no further evidence, and Bonnie wasn’t sure what to make of it.)

                    “ Well, most human activities are quite boring if you come from outer space, I guess. I heard that there was an alien attack here a few years ago, and I wanted to see if I could find some kind of ship to finally flee this craphole of a planet. But it looks like I’m still stuck. Everything that the aliens left here is locked away and safe and no way I’m getting anything from it. So, here I am, and I’m bored out of my mind. ”

[bravestx]

with @britishdarkhairwelldressed ; continued from here

Her body wasn’t hers anymore in the matter of a second after his command. She could feel herself shrink, getting smaller and smaller under his piercing gaze. She fought, she really did, but still her right hand moved steadily to her throat -- no pressure yet, just slight contact. Her heart was racing, her eyes wide and pouring over with fear. Punching him? Really? If there was an award for most idiotic idea of the century, that’d be the most promising nominee.

“ Please, please, don’t do this! I’m sorry, I really am! I will never do this again. I’ll stay with you, I promise, just please, don’t kill me! ”

[bravestx]

with @beatingdrxms​ ; continued from here

“ What it was for? ”

Her voice was dripping with sheer annoyance and she almost rolled her eyes at him and his charade of unknowingness.

“ You almost ruined our plan with your stupid need to be the center of attention. We said no attention, not ‘grab this microphone and declare your new status as world’s president’. That’s absolutely not no attention. What were you even trying to do? We don’t need this lumpy joke of a planet. We’re going to have so much more by the end of it all. ”

[bravestx]

Twenty Abduction Starters

"Hey, hey, hey, hush, I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just gonna keep you for myself."

"_____, enough. You aren't escaping again. I made sure of it."

"I REALLY don't want to punish you, but if you don't stop, I will."

"Little one, I know you're confused, but I'M going to be your Mommy/Daddy now."

"Shut up! Bad pet, get back in your cage!"

"Stop screaming, nobody can hear you but me and the ghosts anyways."

"Hmph. You're a fighter. Good, I'll enjoy breaking you."

"Here's the deal. I. Own. You."

"I'm gonna make your screams echo, baby."

"Welcome to your new home."

"You'll get used to the handcuffs sooner or later."

"I know you're scared, but I won't hurt you. I love you!"

"I'm going to count to five,give you a headstart. You have until sunset to escape."

"Go on, keep begging."

"If you give in, it'll be easier."

"If you bite me, I'll muzzle you, pet."

"This is going to be a nice weekend, for me, at least. I hope your gag isn't too tight."

"You're so cute, struggling like that."

"You don't need to cry. It's not like your life was going anywhere before me."

"I'm going to give you purpose, to serve me as I deserve."

[bravestx]

faceofeleven:

“Clara, please.” He didn’t want angry pity. Just let him recuperate quietly by Clara’s side, and by tomorrow they’d be frolicking across the universe like nothing ever happened.

“You know me. I’m not in the habit of dying. And if anyone around here is losing anyone, it’ll be me. Biology just works out like that.” Oh, great. Get a conversation started about death and loss. That’ll go over swimmingly.

“Enough of that. We need to rest.”

   “ Okay, fine. ”

She hated when he shut her out like that, felt pushed away and useless, although he probably didn’t mean it like that. She had always been the one to talk it out, much in opposite to him; but today wasn’t the time or place to tackle any more serious things.

   “ You won’t lose me. Not as long as I can do something about it. ”

It’s a lie, and she knew. His lifespan was incredibly longer than hers; and they’d be parted one day --- but Clara couldn’t think about that now or else she’d fall back into that damn pit of anxiety and desperate longing and that was not what they needed right now.

   “ You’re right. Let’s sleep. We can talk tomorrow. Have to talk tomorrow, I think. About -- about the future. What this all is. We need to do that at one point, rather sooner than later. ”

[bravestx]

faceofeleven:

“I think they wanted to help. But they couldn’t tell which one of us was in power when. When I begged to be released, they just thought I was the Planner. They thought they were getting somewhere.”

His head turned towards her, towards her adorable round face and eyes he could tell were angry. Those big, expressive eyes.

“I escaped. I nicked my sonic screwdriver back and got to the TARDIS. And here I am.”

          “ Does it matter, now? Hurting the Planner means ultimately hurting you. I’m not sure if they knew that, but they should’ve been more careful. Can’t just run around ‘helping’ and make it all worse. I mean, look at you. Look at hat they’ve done. No excuse or good will in the world could justify that. ”

Her voice was dripping with judgement by now, and she knew he’d probably insist on them not being at fault, but Clara didn’t care at this point. Yes, she was angry, and yes, maybe she was wrong with condemning their actions wholesalle, but she couldn’t help it. Hurting anyone was wrong in the long run, even if it was someone as dangerous and vile as the Planner.

          “ Here you are, luckily. But it could’ve gone wrong. I could’ve lost you, and I would’ve spent my life waiting for a man that’s already dead. Can’t leave you alone for a minute, now can I? Always stumbling into some life-threatening situations. This has to stop, somehow. I can’t lose you. ”

It was selfish and unfair and misplaced to think about this now, about how much worse it could’ve been -- about how close she had been to losing him. And yes, it was definitely selfish, but she wasn’t ready to let him go just yet; wasn’t even sure if she would ever be.

[beatingdrxms-blog]

@bravestx

    “Oh, but you’re more than just what you look like, aren’t you. Something isn’t quite normal.”

[bravestx]

       “ I’m perfectly normal. Besides the fact that I’m a Zygon leader stuck in this unbearable flesh prison, that is. I don’t keep it a secret, so spare us the awkwardness of me pretending to not know what you’re talking about. ”

[lettingthedevilout-deactivated2]

give me enemies turned lovers. and not romance novel, cuddling under the sunset kinda lovers. but ‘what the fuck are we doing’ lovers. love that’s fierce kisses and angry words. love that’s borderline mutually abusive, but neither of them see it that way. it’s just throwing out the occasional, physical 'fuck you’. because they would give their lives for each other, but also be the first to try and kick each other’s asses. their love one of the greatest comforts they’ve known on some days, but on others it’s the thing tearing them apart the most in life l ike

[bravestx]

@faceofeleven