Me most of the year: Want that. Want that. Want that.
Me near my birthday & Christmas: I CANNOT THINK OF A SINGLE THING I WANT.
Almost Doesn’t Count – marcasite – Doctor Who (2005) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative WorksAngst, Post-Kill the Moon, Not a fix it fic, but there is some kissing. Which is always nice, I think!
The silence swells between them and Clara feels the echo of loss. The loss of everything that was easy and comfortable between them, it has all turned to ashes and lay scattered at their feet. She is helpless and lost, determined and strong at the same moment.
Almost Doesn’t Count – marcasite – Doctor Who (2005) [Archive of Our Own]
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people on tumblr who have those little friend groups and you’re just watching them be cool like
say you love me 