let me be brave

dasha, 16 y. o. this blog is dedicated to doctor who :)

[motherflunker]

Five foot one and crying. You never stood a chance.

[balfourpoppy]

aesthetic: clara oswald (doctor who)

[tillthenexttimedoctor]

“An invisible staircase…”

[cataclqsm]

[sylvia-tilly]

Doctor, you are not the only person who ever lost someone. 

It’s the story of everybody. 

Get over it. Beat it. Break free. Doctor, it’s time. 

Get up, off your arse, and win!

[dctr13who]

Run, you clever boy, and remember. Clara Oswald

[cataclqsm]

cataclqsm:

                    pity. no stars.

            i hoped there’d be stars.

[cataclqsm]

[ijeunefille]

Doctor Who Aesthetics: Clara Oswald

“  You said memories become stories when we forget them. Maybe some of them become songs. “

[queeenpersephone]

@thewiintersoldier requested → clara oswald 

let me be brave.

[owlrokki]

Clara Oswald Aesthetic

“Let me be brave.”

[aestheticnerdontheloose]

Clara Oswald

[matertnebrarum]

favorite tv shows moodboard: Doctor Who (2005 – present)

So… So… Come on, then. Take mine. Take my memories. But I hope you’ve got a big appetite because I’ve lived a long life and I’ve seen a few things. I walked away from the Last Great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment, until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I have seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you will never understand. And I know things, secrets that must never be told and knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze. So come on then! Take it! Take it all, baby! 

[undomielle]

“Let me be brave.”

[expelliarmus]

[incorrect-doctorwho-quotes]

Missy: Sit down.

Twelve: No one tells me what to do!

Clara: Sit down.

Twelve: *sits down immediately*

[rostra-deactivated20211014]

These have been the best years of my life, and they are mine. Tomorrow is promised to no one, Doctor, but I insist upon my past. I am entitled to that. It’s mine.