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Clara Oswald; current companion boss of the Doctor, and the Impossible Girl. {Independant Clara Oswald roleplay blog tracking the tag wednesdayswithclara} {Mun and Muse are both 18+}

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in two days this blog will be two years old weird.

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(Friendly reminder I have moved blogs. If you want my new url I guess I can finally post it here.)

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Here are the things still left in my drafts here. Basically this is a last call for any threads you want moved to my new blog.

@captxinjones first meet

@faceofeleven x x x

@ask-xi x x

@thenotchdoctor x 

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EVERYONE SEND @xiidoctor LOVE I DON’T KNOW IF IT WILL DO ANYTHING BUT I’M SO SCARED PLEASE

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Just realized I have logged into the wrong blog.

[paintdoktahwho]

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Still moving things from here over to my new blog. If there’s any thread in particular you want moved let me know.

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Still moving things from here over to my new blog. If there’s any thread in particular you want moved let me know.

[schmicosanatomy]

clara oswald + souffle

[hunterschafer]

                                              I am a phoenix,                                               watch me fall                                              watch me burn                                             watch me rise.                                                      (insp)

[lonelygodinthetardis]

[faceofeleven]

“ i think he has a fever ”

New Parent memes

“What?” He touched the back of his hand to Cirdan’s head. “He’s a bit warm, but body temperatures normally rise in late afternoon and early evening. Did you take his temperature at all? Is he playing and taking fluids like normal?”

Lucky for them, the Doctor didn’t immediately panic whenever something seemed off about Cirdan. He remained level-headed. For now.

[faceofeleven]

Oh, no.

“Clara, we need to take him to the hospital.” How did he tell her fevers in babies this young were serious? Especially when she was working so hard to be more rational than she wanted to be?

He stood from his place kneeling beside her, their son squirming on the blanket before them, and went into the hall where they kept his carrier/car seat. “But I don’t want you to worry, okay? He needs to go because we can’t treat him here. Can’t crush a Tylenol for an infant.”

He brought the carrier in and sat it beside her. “Strap him in. I’ll get his insurance stuff.”

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Hospital. Oh why did he have to say hospital she could already feel her stomach sinking to her feet. She was hoping he’d be the voice of reason that said this was nothing, but her imagination. That everything would be fine, but no they had to take him to the hospital and he wanted her to stay calm. Her baby did not belong in a hospital.

She swallowed her panic and nodded not trusting herself not to let all her worries spill from her mouth. When she scoops up the little boy he fights against her embrace crying out. She starts humming his bed time song and pressing a kiss to his warm forehead before settling him into the carrier and strapping him in. He certainly didn’t make it easy. He never really enjoyed being constrained like this, but now it was worse. 

Once the carrier was secured where it locked into the car (nicely doubling as a car seat. Clara had been amazed at that) Clara settled herself into the passenger seat. Her hands shook to the point where she had to sit on them so The Doctor wouldn’t worry about her too. Her eyes stayed on Cirdan.

[clarasdoctahs]

the magician’s apprentice + text posts p2

[ask-xi]

Call To Trial: Clara

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There was a delay in how quickly she answered this question. As she looked among the crowd she had no doubt that there needed to be tact when answering. He may not have been her Doctor, but that didn’t mean that she thought he deserved to be locked up. She did wish that they would inform her just what he had done to land in this predicament. She shifted in her spot and laid her eyes on him.

“Think I’d say more by his actions than words--not that he’s ever been unkind with his words. Had a couple adventures between the two of us. Always made for an interesting time.” She offered him a smile. “He’s yet to give me a reason not to think of him as such.”

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This blog is now officially an archive. There will be no more writing on this blog it’s had a good run, but it is now coming to an end. There may be a few things left in my queue but I’ll adjust it to make sure everything is cleared out by the end of the week. I have reasons for doing this, but I won’t bore you with the details. If you need to contact me I will get on this blog now and again or you can message me on my personal blog (but please only do this if the matter is time sensitive.) Thank you all for following me for whatever reason and a special thank you to all of those who have been willing to write with me and help make my writing better. Farewell.

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Erm… hi. I have never uploaded my art before. I am kind off a shy person. Please don´t use or repost it. 

They are my new brotp. 

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                      Her eyes dart from the brunette to the vortex manipulator & somehow, under all that hair her mind still manages to put two & two together. ❝ Clara, if there’s one thing I definitely don’t do, it’s push buttons at random, shout a garbled phrase to the heavens & hope for the best. —You’re in safe hands. ❞ Well, perhaps safe wasn’t the right word.                                                                                 ❝ Ready?❞

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                     ❝ Well as sure as I am that you’d  do it well that is somewhat of a relief. Don’t feel like ending up in the middle of nowhere if that wasn’t the intent. Even if The Doctor insists that was the intended destination.  ❞ At this point her eyes were practically shining with her excitement. As much as she liked to insist on living her normal life the allure of all of time and space pulled her just as much as any of The Doctor’s companions. Her grip tightens around  River’s wrist.

                                                                             ❝ Let’s go. ❞