It is Clara!
You can’t see me, can you? You look at me, and you can’t see me. Have you any idea what that’s like? I’m not on the phone, I’m right here… standing in front of you. Please, just… just see me.
Title: Must be Married
Summary: “Doctor, the bed is heart shaped, there are chocolates and rose petals everywhere. This is a honeymoon suite. She didn’t ask us for a cover story because she thought we were married!”
Word Count: 4.5 K (mostly dialogue)
Notes: Because everyone wanted a fic of this so why not? Also partly based on 11thdoctr's post. Hope you don’t mind dear! This didn’t turn out as I planned, apparently the Doctor and Clara like arguing too much for that. But I hope you enjoy it anyways.
Also the first part is in Felicia’s pov…sorry it got so long!
Alt. Summary: The Doctor, Clara and a bed…
reblogging twelvey/clara stuff while watching frozen planet and it’s all blurred together and now all i can think about is twelve accidentally ending up in the antarctic and when they step out of the tardis they’re just surrounded by penguins
Are you judging him?
How dare you. How dare you.
not every day is an adventure.
one time the Doctor takes Clara to a planet where starlight grows like trees from the ground and you can hold it in your hands, and she asks him if it’s one of the most beautiful things he’s ever seen; she misses the heavy pause before he says, “Yes.”
(aka: the things you draw when watching a runaway Nats v. Astros game)
Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams.
"The Doctor. My… my Doctor. He’s always talking about the day he did it. The day he wiped out the Time Lords to stop the war."
"You’re much cleverer than your reputation suggests, Captain Kirk"
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