EVERY CHRISTMAS IS LAST CHRISTMAS.

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hey  i’m over here now  @claraosiwald   ( and here.  )

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hey  i’m over here now  @claraosiwald   ( and here.  )

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

[lovesickallovermybed]

clara oswald in the zygon invasion

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

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I’VE MOVED!!  i’m keeping all established plots but dropping unplotted threads. new blog, same url though because Brand Recognition -  @claraosiwald

[mutekebbirhatun]

[victoriasdaily]

What have you got in common with Victoria? -Height. And what I love about her is she’s so flawed. She’s not what you’d expect when you look at portraits of her. She’s also quite impulsive and very often wrong, but extremely stubborn. She’s so fun to play. She doesn’t shy away from who she is and has a voice and uses it. There’s a wonderful wealth of material to use to try to tell her story. You can read her diaries. She’s quite relatable.

[claraschinman]

There’s one thing I know about her, just one thing: if I met her again, I would absolutely know.

The Day of the Doctor // Face the Raven

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little update.  i said a couple of times now that i’m going to be revamping soon and i’ll probably be set up around friday/saturday. i’m going to be dropping almost all non-plotted threads to make my life a little easier.  BUT  if we have a thread going that we haven’t plotted hmu and i’ll be more than happy to continue it!

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killerblcnde.

                   It’s safe to say that Quinn’s had more than her fair share of alcohol. It races through her veins, settling somewhere within the forgotten crevices. The RAGE had bubbled inside her for a good hour or two, shouting at whoever walked past her for ‘blocking the light’, though she didn’t quite know why she needed the light so much, but now she’s settled, relaxed, even. Her gaze wanders up to meet he other’s as she sits back on her heels, ignoring the circle of people around them, and contenting herself with warm brown eyes and that friendly smile.

                   ❝  Quinn,  ❞     she manages to get out, sitting back on her heels and somehow managing to stay BALANCED. There’s a lipstick print on the other’s skin that she’s sure she should point out, but she can’t seem to find the words.      ❝  I’m Quinn, and you are the lucky woman who just got my kiss.  ❞

       ❝   Nice name,   ❞   she says, her smile having an audible influence on her tone.  ❝  You should keep it.  ❞  Clara didn’t know why she said that exactly but it sounded familiar, sounded like the right thing to say at a time like this.  ‘Lucky woman’  would usually be a title she’d argue but in this case she only refuses to disagree.

      ❝  You can call me Clara too, if you like,  ❞  she offers. One shouldn’t be too insistent when getting to know people. Light hearted giggles fill her pause in thought  - that’s new -  before she leans forward and kisses Quinn again. Clara’s aim is  that much better  than the other’s at the moment. There’s no lipstick left on Quinn’s cheek though two blends now coat her lips.

[stellagibson]

I don’t know where I am. I don’t know where I’m going, or where I’ve been. I was born to save the Doctor, but the Doctor is safe now. I’m the Impossible Girl, and my story is done.  

[starbliind-deactivated20180112]

     “ how do you know to speak mermish? you’re human, aren’t you? i don’t think i know of any humans who could learn our language, especially with such fluency… ” nose pressed up against the glass separating her from clara (and from the rest of the world), autumn looks mostly perplexed, although interest can be seen by her expression as well. how can this stranger speak her language? autumn is pretty sure it’s impossible for humans to speak mermish. and clara has to be human. there is no way she would be on the other side of the glass (outside of the cage) if she weren’t. “ only other mermaids know mermish. ”

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       SHE’S MESMERISING.  A real life mermaid - whenever she considered their existence ( and having met the likes of Robin Hood, of course she did ) - she imagined their mythology had been grossly glorified. They had to be less Disney, less pretty and human than fiction had portrayed. Clara almost considered this being a hoax.

       She stepped nearer, hand itching to touch the glass but deciding against it.  ( There was probably a sign somewhere advising not to.  )   ❝  It’s uh--  it’s complicated. I have a translator, I’m not speaking Mermish, you’re just  hearing it  as Mermish.  ❞