#braveher

[desafia]

@braveher​  ||  s.c. 

             it sort of startles her to see the other woman standing there.  paint brush wavers in the air where she stands amongst the gardens just outside her aunt’s home.  wind blows and she should worry about her canvas but she just stares.  “  you...  ”   brows furrow  “  you went home.  ”  she went back to her own time and,  as far as magnolia is concerned,  forgot about her.   “  missed our date,  ”  she mumbles.  clara said she would come back again and she would get to see beautiful things.  it didn’t happen.  mags hates herself for how disappointed she was.  people don’t ever come back.  “  you’re not real,  ”  she says it like she’s deciding.  clara oswald is gone and her brain can’t trick her this time. 

[venturoushearta]

@braveher​ asked  “Something in my head is telling me that’s not the correct answer.”

“Truth’s just a matter of PERSPECTIVE,” Clara replies thoughtfully, and smiles at...well, at the other version of her. “Come on. Let’s go find out, shall we?”

[desafia]

popping in to tell you that mags is a work of art , you've created such a wonderful character and an absolutely astounding world around her. you're a star , my pal 💖

lookit this cutie patoot  ||  @braveher

i’ve been keeping this tucked away in my inbox because you happened to send it on a day when i really really needed it and i just :’) you are SO KIND AND WONDERFUL!!!  and i am so grateful for you.  you’ve always been so lovely and i just wanna give you big hug

[anywherexwhen]

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[hug my muse || not accepting]

"Oh you brilliant, BRILLIANT GIRL!"

The Doctor scooped Clara up in an enormous hug, laughing and spinning her around and around in his arms. He plopped her back down, hands gripping her shoulders as he beamed down at her, relief and joy filling his eyes.

"I knew you could do it," he grinned, planting a kiss on the top of her head. "My Clara! Brilliant! C'mon! I'm sure you've got a lot of passengers who'll want to thank you for making sure their ship didn't get blown up!"

He looped his arm through hers, leading her back towards the galley, and hoped she couldn't feel how hard his hearts were hammering. He hated being incapacitated in the middle of a crisis. And this had been a close one. Too close. But it was alright. Everything would be alright.

[anywherexwhen]

' keith , are you okay? you've barely touched the souffle i made you. '

"You could have picked anything," The Doctor groaned, his face buried in his hands. "Anything! Any name in all of creation, and you decided on Keith. KEITH!!! DO I LOOK LIKE A 'KEITH' TO YOU?!"

She was right, of course. He had no idea how she'd found out. But there was no way he was ever, EVER going to admit it. His dark secret could never be found out. No one could know The Doctor's true name...

"You just think you're sooooooo funny, don't you, Clara?"

[desafia]

@braveher​ sent: 37) for sender to bite her cheek bc clara can't resist ↳  bite bite bite

             ❝  hey—   ❞  a bubbling laugh springs forth as her brows raise in surprise.  her head tilts to the side to escape the pinch of her teeth,  but a wide smile lingers.  magnolia quickly lifts her hands to take the other woman’s face between her palms.  leaning forward,  she meets her mouth with a firm kiss.  she doesn’t linger for long.  instead,  she sinks her teeth into clara’s bottom lip,  holding there for a few seconds before she gives a tug and releases her.   ❝  i win.  ❞

[anywherexwhen]

☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up

[from this prompt]

"I'm missing something!" The Doctor exclaimed, pacing up and down, running his hand rapidly back and forth through his shaggy dark hair, the way he always did when he was really agitated. "It's right in front of my face, I can feel it!"

He ran back over to the TARDIS console, practically smushing his nose against the monitors as he stared hard at the strange circular symbols flashing across the screen.

"Doctor-"

"It's broken! The readout's broken! According to this, we should be in the middle of the ocean!" he complained. "But that can't be right! The pressure's all wrong! The molecular composition of the atmosphere! So what's gone wrong? What am I missing?"

"Doctor..."

He whipped around to look at Clara. "What is it?" he demanded, not really expecting her to give him an answer. "Have we crashed? The sea's all dried up? Or maybe we've landed too early, and there isn't any sea at all! But then, there ought to be some sort of vegetation! Some sort of animal life! So why- MMPFH!"

He blinked, startled as Clara put her finger over his mouth. For a moment he stared at her, totally confused. He raised an eyebrow. Kissed the finger, bemused. Clara gave him That Look -- the one that said he'd done something very sweet, but very, very stupid.

"What?"

She just smiled at him.

"What?"

And then he heard it. A low mechanical rumble. Air ducts. Engines. The Doctor's eyes widened, and he looked at Clara, a broad grin spreading over his features.

"Oooooooh... You are brilliant, you are!"

[anywherexwhen]

“You won’t hurt me. You’re not capable of that.”

[from this prompt]

"No?"

The Victorious stepped nearer to the girl, tilting his head to one side, his dark eyes burning.

"You forget," he said, leaning very close to Clara, his gaze fixed on hers. "I'm not your Doctor. If I have to hurt you to get what I want, I promise you, I will. You... are just a concept to me. We've no attachments. And I'm not the man you travelled with. And if everything goes according to plan, I won't ever have to be."

He smiled at her. It was bright, and charming, and cheerful -- a brief flicker of the man he used to be... except for the eyes, which were dead, cold, angry things... So ancient and full of loss...

"So! Tell me, Impossible Girl... What do you know about inter-dimensional travel?"