"I don't want to be special."

Independent Time Lady Clara Oswin Roleplay Blog Written by Manda Laura

[nightprompts]

&. 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

(  a  mix  of  horror,  humor,  and  happy  hauntings!  )

❛ you say beetlejuice three times. and i’ll say candyman five times. then we get them to fight. ❜

❛ that’s your face? oh, i thought it was a mask. ❜

❛ if you ever get scared, you can hold my hand. ❜

❛ how late do you think the blood bank stays open? ❜

❛ what slasher do you think you could take? in a fight, i mean. ❜

❛ and the walls will ooze green slime?! wait, they always do that. ❜

❛ holy shit, you should have seen the look on your face! ❜

❛ these pumpkins may be tiny, but they give so much serotonin. ❜

❛ on halloween we dress as skeletons. but in reality, skeletons dress as us. ❜

❛ do you believe in ghosts? ❜

❛ i think we’re being followed. ❜

❛ well, one of us is going to have to change. ❜

❛ don’t tell me you’re afraid of the dark. ❜

❛ we’re not alone. ❜

❛ i see dead people. ❜

❛ scream for me, my little banshee. ❜

❛ i said, look behind you. ❜

❛ do you think ghosts ask if they believe in humans? ❜

❛ i heard the houses here give out huge candy bars. ❜

❛ it’s like we’re too old to trick or treat and too young to die. ❜

❛ hey you need a… hand? ❜

❛ halloween is the perfect day to hide a body in plain sight. ❜

❛ it’s just a mask, don’t worry! ❜

❛ have you picked out a costume yet? ❜

❛ i can read your fortune. it says you’re a nerd. ❜

❛ get in loser, we’re going to spirit halloween. ❜

❛ did that ghost just spell ‘get out’ wrong? ❜

❛ if you can’t summon the flames directly from hell, store bought is fine. ❜

❛ if a zombie apocalypse started on halloween, it would take a while to realize. ❜

❛ you frightened me. do it again. ❜

❛ wanna see something scary? ❜

❛ i came here expecting a trick, but you’re a real treat. ❜

❛ i don’t think we should be here. ❜

❛ maybe i’ll summon a demon so i can hang out with someone. ❜

❛ what i want to be for halloween is loved. ❜

❛ what’s your favorite scary movie? ❜

❛ i’ve seen enough horror movies to know where this is going. ❜

❛ some people have swimming pools, other people have private cemeteries. ❜

❛ they really need to add bloopers at the end of horror movies. ❜

❛ you alright? you look like you’ve seen a ghost. ❜

❛ that’s fake blood, right? ❜

❛ i could have sworn we were just here. ❜

❛ do not say we should split up. ❜

❛ did the eyes in that painting just move? ❜

❛ i think it’s found us. ❜

❛ scared? i’m not scared. ❜

❛ you can’t help the dead. they’re beyond help. ❜

❛ whatever you do, don’t look behind you. ❜

❛ i think i’m getting pretty good at this pumpkin carving business. ❜

❛ the scariest thing about halloween is that rent is due the next day. ❜

❛ …and they were never heard from again. ❜

❛ i know this isn’t your area of expertise, but is this guy dead? ❜

❛ why does that grave have your name on it? ❜

❛ i could really go for a hot chocolate right now. ❜

[claraeternal]

spoilersandguns​:

While giving and receiving such compliments and flirting was like second nature to River, Clara’s flushing told the blonde that this was incredibly unfamiliar territory for the younger woman. She wasn’t entirely surprised, but she had assumed from what she had seen of the interactions between Theta and Clara that he would have at least done a little. He wasn’t nearly as blind to such things or as shy about appreciating his partner as the Doctor was, so her reactions to such compliments were unexpected. Then again, Clara had a pretty conservative background, so perhaps it was because such words were coming from River.

Okay, dial it way back, River mused, watching as Clara covered herself back up with the robe to retreat far back into her comfort zone.

It made her almost feel bad about sneaking a picture of Clara in one of the more complicated sets and sending it to Theta. The thin chains on that one had accentuated all the right places perfectly, making the desire to squeeze them herself nigh irresistible, but Clara had become so confused trying to get into it that River couldn’t see her figuring it out on her own. The fact that Theta hadn’t replied had to be a good sign.

It was a shame really, but if it wasn’t tame, Clara would bury it in the back of her wardrobe and it’d never be seen again. The one she had on at the moment, while more simple, still was plenty attractive, and she could see Clara putting it on if Theta played his cards right. She’d have to take note of it to buy it later.

She laughed softly at Clara’s argument, humming softly. “If you like them, then buy them. I know you don’t particularly like the set you have on now, but maybe someday you’ll find the right person to wear them for.” River shrugged at her complaints comment, deciding against telling her she’d probably have to fight a whole culture about it. Risky undergarments weren’t a new thing, nor were the definitions of what counted, yet she could see Clara trying to fight it anyway.

Standing as Clara moved out of the way, River held up a few sets to herself in the mirror, tossing them aside as they weren’t quite shapes that accentuated her body in the way both she and Theta liked. At Clara’s explanation of her view on scars, River caught her gaze in the mirror for a moment. If she hadn’t been giving all the wrong signs all afternoon, River would have probably kissed her senseless – at bare minimum. Instead, she just gave her a small smile as she started to change into the set last set in hand.

“Some consider it as art being damaged. Fortunately, there’s people like Theta who see the scars as part of the art. I don’t have nearly as many as I used to, but it’s nice to know that he – and you, it seems  - don’t see me any differently for them.”

Gently adjusting how it fit, River looked over it in the mirror. It was a black sheer lingerie set, with small polka dot thicker stitching in strategic places, lined with thinner lace. The garter belt helped accentuate her waist just right, and she was certain she had a perfect pair of stockings and elbow length silk gloves at home to accessorize it.

“What do you think? Will it be enough to shut him up for a minute?”

"I think if you want to shut him up that's probably the opposite of the wardrobe you want." She commented, looking the woman over and having to subconsciously admit that she was very attractive in the ensemble. "I've heard you two at night. I don't think quiet is possible."

It was one of those moments Clara forgot that being blunt and honest wasn't always a good thing. She often took things a little too seriously. It was something Theta constantly reminded her to work on but she still hadn't worked out quite when the right moments were to do so.

She wasn't sure what River meant by finding someone to wear the underwear for. Weren't they just to keep the lady bits in place so as to be modest in public? Did underwear on Earth serve a different purpose? Was it actually for potential mates you were interested in?

"Is this a mating ritual type thing here on Earth? Do you dress up like this to draw males attentions like birds with bright plumage? Is that why we're here? Does Theta like this sort of thing?"

Clara tried to keep the question casual, curious. But inside she knew that question was more than simple curiosity. She liked Theta. She'd even thought Theta might like her. But ever since River had come along Clara wasn't sure where their relationship really stood. She knew where he and River stood quite easily. That was to say not at all. She was positive they spent a majority of their time in his bed. She tried not to be jealous but... secretly she was. Not that she’d ever been brave enough to do more than let him kiss her.

Maybe she'd buy the lingerie River picked out for her after all...

[claraeternal]

daftoldwarrior​:

It was ironically accurate in their relationship for Theta to be wearing the least amount of clothes. In fact, he wasn’t wearing any. He would have left his socks on, not being bothered to remove them, but the last time he did that River had mocked him endlessly. He wasn’t giving Clara the opportunity either. 

Yet it didn’t seem to matter as Clara was determined to hide from him the moment he crawled on top of her. He knew she likely just needed some gentle encouragement but he was afraid that he may have coaxed her into something she wasn’t comfortable or ready for. Shifting to sit beside her instead, he brought his hands to hers and gently tugged them down. 

“Honestly, you look sillier covering your face. It’s not a face I would ever like to see covered up,” he told her, giving her a gentle smile. “I can turn off the light if you want but I know you don’t like the dark.”

He was right, of course. Clara never had liked the darkness. She'd always felt like something lurked in the shadows just waiting for the dark to reach her so it could devour her. A silly, albeit natural, fear she knew. She also knew even if something lurked there that she would be okay. Theta was always close by and she was safest when he was around. He would always protect her. That knowledge was what made her feel so guilty now.

"I'm sorry." she mumbled, finally meeting his eyes as he held her hands from her face. "I don't know what to do. This is new and I feel so..."

Ashamed? Embarrassed? Nervous? Afraid? Any of those could easily describe how she was feeling, dressed in the lingerie River had once insisted they buy for her. River had insisted she was sexy in it but she still just felt self-conscious and overly exposed. While Theta seemed as comfortable with his nudity as River always was.

"The little lamp on my desk is okay?" She suggested, by way of trying to find a solution. It would give enough light to see but not so much she'd feel as self-conscious. She hoped. "I'm sorry, I'm making this even more awkward."

[claraeternal]

Submission by @spoilersandguns for​ : ‘My Muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.’

Leaning against Theta as they sat on the beach, River sighed softly, tightening her grip on his hand.

It had been five years since they lost Clara, five years of denial, anger, and grieving. The denial had been the worst: both so convinced that there had to be some way to bring Clara back. They’d been able to bring River back from the Library, surely there was something similar that they could do for Clara as she was so unique. And she was a full Time Lady, that had to count for something. She couldn't just be gone.

It was only when their individual attempts almost killed them in the process that they knew it was impossible. That, and the death threats from Lex if they continued to dishonor his daughter’s memory like they were, were more than enough to urge them back to realism.

Of course, following the denial was the anger, long nights spent shouting at one another for not watching over Clara properly or for letting her go on that trip in the first place, storming off to separate rooms at the end of each. After all, they both knew how dangerous it was and, perhaps worse, how much Clara would want to go with them anyway, they should have been so much more careful. But no, they weren’t, treating it like any other outing, and assuming she’d be fine as long as she stayed close, and she had paid the price for it. For months they could hardly look at one another, and refused to spend longer than necessary in the same room, too angry at the other for failing their wife to even try and talk for her sake.

River had been the first to break, Theta finding her one afternoon on the floor of Clara’s old bedroom, curled up around Clara’s pillow, having tired herself out from what he assumed was hours of crying. The remainder of the room showed no signs of the pure fury between them that had left minute scars on the rest of the house: her things were far too precious to them now.

He had carried her to their bedroom and laid her down in their now too large bed, laying down next to her and holding her against his chest. When she woke up, he had apologized, and though he wouldn’t let her turn around to look at him, she could feel dampness on her shoulder in the same area his face was pressed against.

It took a long time, with intermittent arguments and mornings waking up like that one, but, eventually, it didn’t hurt quite so bad. Over time, they found that celebrating her life made it more melancholy than sad, and so found themselves going out of their way to do activities she would have loved. She may not have been there in person with them any longer, but they could still keep her spirit alive.

“It’s getting late, we should get back home,” River murmured, watching the sun start to go down.

“Shall we sit next to the fireplace and read from our journal?” She knew he meant that the one River kept that detailed all three of their adventures.

“We’ll start with her favorite.” As they always did, and they always would.

[claraeternal]

Submission for @daftoldwarrior​ : ‘My Muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.’ - Part one by claraeternal.

My Dearest Theta,

Today would have been your birthday. But rather than balloons and laughter this house is filled with shadows and a silence that feels far too heavy for what should have been a happy day. Still, Elly came anyways. And my dad, of course. I made sure to buy extra sausage just like you would have done. River even joined us for a couple board games! Dad ended up cooking our lunch and Elly didn’t complain but you could tell it wasn’t the same. Nothing has been the same since you left.

River has finally started taking walks with me down by the beach. It’s nice having company, again. Dad and Elly can’t visit as often with their work but if I’m being honest, I think coming here just makes them feel sad, so they prefer us to visit them instead. Well, me. River doesn’t really like to leave home yet. You see, she hasn’t been doing so well. There were a couple months I could barely get her to leave bed. Or shower... or eat. But don’t worry I’ve been taking really good care of her. Just like you’d want me to. She just misses you. We all do.

It’s funny now. Do you remember that time you first introduced me to River? I was so nervous. I was really afraid she wouldn’t like me. Or worse, that you wouldn’t want me here anymore. That she would replace me. I feel so silly telling you that now. Especially knowing that after a few months we were a happy family. All of us. I never had to be jealous and for that I’m lucky. No matter what you both included me. Reminded me I was just as important in your lives as you were in mine. 

You and River were always there for me, you especially. You gave me a home and someplace safe that I could belong. You taught me to be brave and not give up, even when all I wanted to do was sit and cry until there was nothing inside of me left.I feel like that quite a bit now.

There are wounds that never show on the body, that are deeper and more painful than anything that bleeds. I learned something that day we lost you. Losing your life is not the worst thing that can happen to you. The worst thing is to lose someone you love while you must keep living without them. And that pain burns so deeply that you can do nothing but weep. Weeping is not the same thing as crying. It takes your whole body to weep, and when it's over, you feel like you don't have any bones left to hold you up. But every morning I push past that pain. I wipe my tears and put on a smile. Because I must. For River. And for Elly.

Poor Elly. I understand her suffering. There’s nothing worse than losing a parent. Elly tries to put on a brave face now, but I know she’s not okay. When you died no one took it harder than Elly. She cried and she screamed. She was inconsolable. She refused to take care of herself for a couple months. Dad and I were afraid she might follow you from heartbreak alone. Dad stayed with her every moment he could. I tried to help as much as possible, but someone had to look after River, too. Between the two of them dad and I have had our work cut out for us. I don’t think either of us have had a chance to rest. I wish I could. I am so tired.

Without you I feel so broken. Beneath my brave smile there are cracks that no one seems to see. Maybe it’s for the best. Because I know that they’re broken now too. But someone has to hold all their pieces together. So even though everything inside me hurts and wants to give up I will keep going. I will take care of our family. I will be there for River until the day she no longer needs me. I’ll watch out for Elly and keep her out of trouble. Well, some trouble. And dad… I know he’ll be okay. He has Elly and me after all. I’ll make sure they’re all okay. Until the day it’s my turn to be broken.

I’ll love you forever - Clara

[askboxmemes]

My muse is dead. Tell me how yours is dealing with it.

[luminarai]

“why is there a dumbbell on the base of your cat tree?”: a tragedy in 3 parts

[claraeternal]

spoilersandguns​:

Humming softly, River’s gaze drifted over the mostly bare form of the other woman, appreciatively taking in every bit. It certainly wasn’t the first time she’d seen a Clara in just lingerie, but it was different with Clara Oswin. She was truly innocent – River was sure she’d never had a naughty thought in her life, judging by how embarrassed she was just walking into the boutique. To be honest, she was rather certain Clara was going to have a stroke – or the Timelord equivalent – when River decided that, after finding a set that she liked and intended to try on, Clara should try some on as well.

What started as just a trip to relieve some anxiety through shopping was quickly becoming far more entertaining.

River shrugged softly, crossing her legs as she sat in the dressing room with her, trying to keep herself comfortable. They’d tried several sets already, none of which quite accentuated her form as this set did, River congratulating herself on the pick, even if it was starting to give her very naughty thoughts. The only reason she hadn’t acted on any of them yet is that she was rather certain Clara was nowhere near ready for anything even hinting at such ideas.

So instead, she decided to try and distract herself solely with the business at hand.

“Every woman should have a set of risqué underwear, dear. The fact that you think that set is fine tells me you most certainly do not. And that is a crime I cannot allow.”

She couldn’t help but laugh at Clara’s question, forcing herself to stop ogling the young woman and focus on her face. Perhaps that would make her at least a little more comfortable. “No, no they don’t, but I’m also not a typical Earth woman, as I’m sure you’re aware.”

She pondered for a moment, trying to think of the best way to explain it. “I mean, some do. I liked to, especially if I was going to see Theta, as it is always such fun to see him blush. But regardless, there’s business-wear that covers one up, and then there’s fun wear that leaves just enough to the imagination to tease. That you have on is fun wear, and it is very flattering.”

Seeing that she was still self conscious, River hummed. “Would it help if I changed into mine? I guarantee my body is not nearly as unmarred or lovely as yours.”

Clara stared at River for a long moment, blushing as pink as the satin robe hanging on the wall beside her. She was never sure how to respond to compliments. She didn't feel like anything really flattered her. She knew by Human standards she at least fell in the decent looking category but compared to River she didn't believe she was that attractive.

The older woman had a mature feminine physique with curves in all the right places. And River always carried herself with a confidence Clara was envious of. She knew the woman was attractive by the way people gave her a second passing glance. And the way Theta’s expression would change as he watched her walk by. When River Song walked in the room people noticed. And compared to River she felt like an awkward teenager. Short with wide hips and a round face with eyes a little too big for her face.

"I like the kitty ones." Clara pouted defensively, reaching over for the satin robe she'd grabbed on their way to the dressing rooms. "I think they're cute! Why can't cute be risque? Who makes the lingerie rules on this planet? I have a series of complaints I'd like to file. Starting with how see-through this bra is."

She glanced at River again and then the small pile of lingerie the woman had yet to try on and shrugged, gesturing for her to take her place in front of the mirror instead. Wrapping herself in the robe to feel a little more shielded from the vulnerability of having so much skin exposed she traded River spots. She was actually curious what River had picked out for herself. Admittedly having the attention off of her was a bonus.

"You know, I don't understand the stigma that scars or ageing lines make you ugly. They're just another part of you. They tell a story. Not all of them will be nice stories but they're an important part of your life and who you are. I don't think that's ugly. I think that just makes you more interesting."

[claraeternal]

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you” - daftoldwarrior

[ Smut Prompt List ]

Clara Oswin shook her head, face burning behind her hands with embarrassment and self-consciousness. The noise that had slipped through her lips when his fingers had touched her in a way she'd never experienced was as mortifying as the knowledge that she'd eventually have to admit she'd never done this before. If it wasn't completely obvious by now.

While she and Theta had exchanged secret little kisses here and there they'd never gone this far. He'd never seen her nude or touched her beyond hugs or hand holding. All exchanges had been playful and harmless. But now shame burned in her cheeks as subconscious guilt crawled it's way into her head. Years of Gallifreyan societal shaming made any form of intimacy difficult. The years of being told that sex and any curiosity about it was shameful and for lesser species. Despite having learned that on Earth it was as normal as breathing, knowing something and actually believing it were two different things. Especially in practice.

"I don't want you to see... I'll look silly." She complained, voice muffled by her hands as she felt him hovering over her on her bed. "At least turn off the light?"

[claraeternal]

daftoldwarrior​:

Theta reached up and touched his hair before feeling sauce and swiftly retracting his fingers. He was glad this time it was only sauce in his hair and a quick wash would sort him out but he was slightly annoyed at needing to shower again. 

Looking at Clara, he scooped up some sauce from the counter with his index finger and smudged it onto her cheek in retaliation. 

“Also ask the chef to not blow up the pizza since that’s clearly an important instruction.”

"Theta! Ew, stop it." she whined, wiping her face as she batted his hand away defensively. "I'm not telling the chef anything except our order. If you want to give instructions you call."

Clara threw her hand towel into his face, daring a side glance to make sure she didn't miss and catching a glimpse of bare skin and a muscular scarred chest. Heat rose in her cheeks as she hid her face within her hair, afraid to be caught looking him over. She’d known he'd catch the towel instantly, his reflexes were astonishing even for a Time Lord. It did ruin a bit of her fun but she was still satisfied with the outcome. Even if it was just a little peek.

She loved his playfulness and patience with her. He was so different from the other Time Lords she'd known. When she messed something up he didn't scold her or make her feel stupid. He just teased her and encouraged her to try again. Adjusting to Earth was difficult enough and she was grateful he was so patient a teacher as she learned to navigate a Human life.

Setting her attention back to scrubbing the stove top she gestured towards the door with a little smile. "Shoo. Go wash so I can finish here and then properly get changed."

[claraeternal]

“spend the night with me”

[ Smut Prompt List ]

"Are you sure?" Clara Oswin looked the Doctor's face over, surprised by his request. "I won't be in your way?"

Admittedly, she had been a little lonely lately. The idea of going back to an empty flat with no one to talk to, and on a Friday night of all nights, was rather depressing. She still wasn't very comfortable here on Earth and making friends while trying to hide who you actually were was rather difficult. So the invitation was a welcome relief, albeit unexpected. He'd never invited her to stay before and she wondered if he was a little lonely, too. She smiled as her excitement grew with the potential of all the things they could do. She’d always wondered what a sleepover would be like.

"Oh, but I don’t have anything with me to sleep in."

[claraeternal]

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

[ Smut Prompt List ]

"River, at what point are any of your thoughts proper?" Clara Oswin asked, giving her an exasperated look. She muttered under her breath as she squirmed and attempted to readjust the new lingerie. "Are you sure this is necessary? What's wrong with the ones with the cute little kitties on them?"

Clara's first mistake had been agreeing to go on shopping trip with River. But she often forgot who she was dealing with despite seeing the woman on a near daily basis. Mistakenly believing their shopping trip might involve a book store and maybe a stop for ice cream her second mistake had been believing River only wanted to "pop in" to the women's boutique for herself. She now realised she'd only played herself.

For some reason River seemed determined to get her out of her clothes. Or at the very least out of her comfort zone. So here she was strapped into lace that left nothing to the imagination. A small pile of lingerie she'd already tried on lay in a pile beside River as the woman looked her over.

"Do all Earth women dress so... immodest?" She complained, trying to cover her breasts with her hands as River's expression made her blush self-consciously. "I can see my nipples through this. Isn't the point of a bra to hide them?"

[rainysoot]

smut prompt list-

prompts from @sultrypotter

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

“i love it when you moan my name”

“just a little harder”

“let me give you a reason to stay in bed”

“no panties?”

“i want you now”

“use your tongue”

“please don’t stop”

“i can’t sleep without you here”

“do you like that”

“you need a place to stay for the night”

“spend the night with me”

“you can get louder can’t you”

“look what you do to me”

“i want to taste you”

“open your mouth”

“if you want to come you better beg”

“that feels so good”

“don’t cum yet”

“strip. now”

“take off your clothes”

“bite me” ”if you insist”

“can you feel what your doing to me”

“this is a one time thing”

“tell me how you like it”

“get on your hands and knees, right now”

“i wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it”

“i just want to please you”

“each of my thoughts about you are improper”

“i love it when you kiss my neck”

“don’t be gentle”

“i’ve never want to fuck you more than i do now”

“you wanna have sex with me”

“you’re not going out dressed like that”

“i’m afraid i can no longer remain professional”

“make me”

“you’re mine”

“i love it when you talk dirty

“i’ll let you do anything if you just touch me now”

“i’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly”

“don’t give me that look”

“like what you see”

“stay quiet”

“i told you to stay still"

“i promise I’ll be good”

“just shut up and fuck me”

“you feels so good”

“i want you inside me”

“be a good girl and spread your legs”

“don’t worry i’ll take of you”

“don’t tempt me”

“i’ve never done this before”

“don’t be afraid it’s just me”

“you’re more than just a one night stand”

“don’t forget who you belong to”

“would you just shut up and kiss me already”

“try to stay quiet understand?”

“we’re in public you know”

“don’t be so rough there can’t be any marks”

“are you sure? once i start i don’t think i’m able to stop”

“no i’m supposed to make you feel good”

“stop teasing me so much”

“bed. now”

“first one to make noises loses”

“i love the way you look with my fingers inside you”

“i guess I’ll just get off all by myself”

“these walls are pretty thick which means you and i can be as loud as we want”

“did you touch your self while i was gone”

“we can’t do that here”

“if you interrupt me one more time— so help me god”

“tell me what you want”

“y-you’re not.... w-wearing anything under that are you”

“there is no way anyone is that innocent”

“you taste like fucking candy”

“the only way you’re getting off is on my thigh”

“you make a sound it’s game over”

“i haven’t even touched you and you’re already wet"

“want help with that”

“you’re so fucking hot when you’re made”

“we’re not just friends you know that”

“what? does that feel good”

“if we get caught i’m blaming you”

“we have to be quiet”

“you have no idea how much i want you

“if we weren’t in public right now i’d have my head between your legs”

“i’m going to fuck your so hard you’re going to forget that guys name”

“i really want to kiss you right now”

“wanna fuck?”

“how do i look”

“if you don’t like my teasing why are you moaning”

“don’t fucking touch what is not yours”

“we’re.... just friends”

“friends don’t do this kind of shit”

“how quickly can you cum”

“think you can warm me up”

“touch me and you lose”

“there’s people here”

“i don’t care what you do just fuck me”

“guess i’ll have to cum inside you then”

“i don’t know what to do” “then let me teach you”

“we’ve been at it like rabbits and you’re still horny”

“use your mouth”

“show me”

“come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you”

“i forgot my towel”

“you’re naked aren’t you”

“take it off slowly”

“your wish is my command”

“come to my room there’s this thing i wanna try”

“no one can ever find out about this”

“for your safety i’ll be gentle”

“are these handcuffs”

“i don’t feel like sleeping”

“what are you going to do about it”

“you won’t be getting any sleep tonight”

“why so shy?”

“don’t worry i’ll make you feel really good”

“you’re the one who aroused me so let’s have some fun”

“why don’t we move this to the bed”

“would you like to go somewhere a little private”

“these are so wet aren’t you going to remove them?”

“i was just about to wash up care to join”

“this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

“you feel amazing”

“don’t pretend to be so innocent”

“i want you to touch yourself”

“what has you so excited”

“i want you....here.... right now”

“bend over and spread your legs”

“i can’t hold back anymore”

“it’s been along day why don’t we help each other unwind”

“oh don’t mind me I’m just enjoying the view”

“your lips make me wonder what you taste like”

“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked”

“you’re so sexy when you’re hot and bothered”

“i’ve been thinking about this night”

“don’t cover you’re face, i want to see you”

“you’re so beautiful all spread out like this... just for me”

“lay back”

“i bought a few pieces of lingerie. want me to model for you?”

“i can’t believe how wet you are already”

⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰

[ghostlyauroras]

But I can remember it all. Every time.  Whatever I do, you still won’t be there.

[jennacolemanfrance]

#NEWS 📸 @Jenna_Coleman_ at the ATG Summer Party at Kensington Palace in London (06/09/21) #ClaraOswald @bbcdoctorwho @VictoriaSeries #TheSerpent @netflix

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How to care for a sad person

[claraeternal]

xiidoctor​:

Well lowered was better than pointed and it seemed to calm down the two guards slightly. 

“Yes! Well now, I’m taller and grey, but close enough.” 

He gave her a smile to assure her that he was only joking before stumbling slightly when the woman had barged into his mind. No Time Lord had ever done that as efficiently before and it took him by surprise. Maybe he needed to tweak his wards again.

“Usually people ask before coming in but yes I’m the Doctor and welcome to my mind. Can we talk outside for a moment?”

Clara pulled out of the Doctor's head with a quiet apology and shifted awkwardly. She hadn't expected to find another Time Lord on this planet. Especially not one as well known at home as the Doctor. The man was a war hero, known for being the saviour of Gallifrey but also a bit of a renegade. Her professors had both praised and cursed the man in lessons.

Clara had admittedly been fascinated by the Doctor's story. She never thought there would be a day that she would meet him in person. And this was hardly the impression she wanted to make with his reputation. She only hoped he'd forgive her rudeness and not send her right back to Gallifrey.

"Is there somewhere more private we can speak?" she inquired, side eyeing the security guards. "Preferably someplace a bit warmer."