bossy control freak

.❝ i would never, ever give up the doctor. because he is my best friend too. he is the closest person to me in this whole world. he is he man i will always forgive, always trust. he is the one man i would never, ever lie to ❞ independent.private. #smallerthreat sc_online_t(899690,"minding that","#db606f"); Tumblr Users Online Counter

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i'm moving!

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 this blog is a disorganized mess & the muse was fading so  i’ve decided to give her reboot! you call all find me HERE now. 

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i'm moving!

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 this blog is a disorganized mess & the muse was fading so  i’ve decided to give hea reboot! you call all find me HERE now. 

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i'm moving!

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 this blog is a disorganized mess & the muse was fading so  i’ve decided to give hea reboot! you call all find me HERE now. 

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i'm moving!

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 this blog is a disorganized mess & the muse was fading so  i’ve decided to give her reboot! you call all find me HERE now. 

[raktajiino]

let’s keep going.

[gallifrayan]

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     are you fucking      wow how do you even live down here

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doctor that is nOT THE POINT. THE ATMOSPHERE PRESSURE IS WAY TOO DIFFERENT UP IN HERE I'M EXPERIENCING BREATHING DIFFICULTIES THIS IS AN ACTUAL EMERGEN CY I'm DYING U  FUCKING TWAT

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   clara i dont think you have that big a chin normally u ok

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everything is SUDDENLY SMALLER  doctor i think i'm experiencing a severe case of GIANTISM

[gentlekirk]

♕ clara in series eight—8.12 death in heaven

don’t you worry. go home.

[lesbianightwing]

Season 8 + text posts

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&& ofgalliifrey | arkytiorforeman

it takes all of her not to EXPLODE, a recomposing deep breath & a forceful opening of her eyes making an exhausted statement. ❛ it is three o'clock in the morning. whoever it is or whatever it is, i am sure it can wait ❜

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&& ahbutimavillain liked for a starter

shop owner in sight! time to prepare an innocent excuse. no no. an obvlious approach could be more effective. gentle flip hair, open smile. ❛ pardon my friend, he's just ----- he's got a thing for fezzes. bit weird. probably best if you don't ask him about it ❜

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&& chinbxy liked for a starter

 ❛ what if you weren't cool ❜

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&& sʜᴜᴛxɪɪᴜᴘ

And there she stood, one of the pearls that existed in the time lord’s dark empty life. A pearl he had lied to for what he believed was the final time. Or as he hoped was the final time. Not that it wasn’t a pleasure to see his companion. Or should he say his former companion. But still he’ll offer a small smile.

"Oh…uh takin’ a break ya know. Gallifrey business n’ all. Quite…tirin’. Came here t’ get some coffee!"

unbelievable, she finds it, how her pulse will no longer accelerate at the sight of him. if anything, it is her breathing that suddenly fastens in a tremendous effort to keep lying, to maintain the pretend that all of her is held together in once piece, one slow breathing & perfectly happy piece.  when in all honesty, she'd never wanted to RUN AWAY with him as much as she did now. the most cynical smile is displayed. not maliciously, but with the sole purpose of protecting him from the worldliness of her unhappiness.      ❛ good to see you haven't forgotten about some of the BEST  little things humanity has to offer. i think they've added around a dozen new flavours to the menu since i last saw you.❜

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&& sᴀɴᴅsʜᴏᴇs

            He tries to remain cross with her,  but like all previous attempts, he tries and fails. It’s that grin of hers, so infuriatingly disarming. Makes it easy to laugh at himself, something he hadn’t really enjoyed at first ( those first few days had been filled with uncomfortable silences while he had wrestled with the concept of self-deprecation ), but which he’s gotten used to. Almost smiling, the corners of his lips being tugged towards the heavens while he fights it most valiantly, he makes an annoyed sort of growl. It’s the most he can manage at the moment.

          ❝ Clara, Clara, Clara, if only you’d have been with me when I came last time. It was magnificent. Donna —- er, my friend got too close and then got soaked. She wouldn’t speak to me for a good five hours after that. But, we should wait. A little, anyway. The geyser might surprise us. And we came all this way. ❞

the idea seems beyond unappealing to her, but prone to sentiment as she is, she immediately reckons the value those memories must give to such an outstandingly boring place. & who is she to deny it? if there is anything she adores seeing & rarely gets to, is him in such high spirits ( outside a life threatening situation, that is). with a teasing eyeroll, arms crossed in the remains of a protest, she gives in.       ❛ do suppose i haven't got much of a choice, do i? you're my ride.------- but i'm warning you, that thing decides to soak me, & then you'll be in proper trouble ❜