Under the Mistletoe
Requested by: WhoufflewithCastiel
Disclaimer: I own no one or nothing… but I call dibs on Matt Smith.
Clara had never invited anyone to visit her apartment. She had just moved in, and still had boxes cluttered all around her different rooms. She knew that she had to clear at least two rooms out for company, so making sure to leave space by the fire place; she pushed the boxes into her bedroom. Her father and grandmother were on their way, and she wanted them to be comfortable. The kitchen was sparkling clean as she placed the turkey in the oven.
"If your friends mean that much to you, then you’re a very lucky man,” said Clara.
"I know," smiled the Doctor.
"Want to know what this friend is thinking right now?"
"What?" asked the Doctor. “Is it that you’d like to be taller? Because I think you should be taller. When I hug you, I can feel your breath on my chest. It’s weird."
well last night was scary
A romantic comedy where a girl meets a guy and really likes him, then later on meets a girl she also likes and she is tearing herself up trying to choose between the two, only to find out in the end that they were the same, genderfluid, person
Holy shit can I write this please please please
So much swoon.