Hiatus

send me a number from 1-25, without peeking, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble/starter/moment according to the image! (trigger warning for graphic sexual content and other mature themes)

send me a number from 1-25, without peeking, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble/starter/moment according to the image! (trigger warning for graphic sexual content and other mature themes)

send me a number from 1-25, without peeking, and i will choose the suiting option for our muses and write up a drabble/starter/moment according to the image! (trigger warning for graphic sexual content and other mature themes)

“Just us two got beamed down before the storm.” Elliot sighed, leaning against the cave wall. He was sure the storm wouldn’t last long, perhaps an hour at the most, and he was even more sure the ship could contact them as soon as they can get a signal through.

“I like your optimism” She smiled slightly, looking up at him from her seated position on the cave floor.

“Oh god no, I don’t- I don’t have any plans…” Clara admitted, tucking a stray hair behind her ear and shrugging lightly. “Valentines day isn’t really something I care about.”

1. “Are you bringing me back? I hope so.” 

2. “That’s so cool. I don’t know if I’m supposed to be doing something or not, though.” 

3. “I can’t even see what’s going on.” 

4. “You’d better not stop me this time!” 

5. “My _______’s out there getting hurt.” 

6. “The fact that _____’s getting hurt and I’m just in here doing nothing is making me really nervous!” 

7. “Where is it? Where’d it go?” 

8. “The whole place is collapsing.” 

9. “It’s me. Grown-up me.”

10. “I keep thinking I see him/her/them.”  

11. “Babies!”

“I’m fine, no need to worry about me.” Elliot said, looking back towards the opening of the cave. It was really pouring down there, and thunder made the ground shake under him. He didn’t like it in the slightest. 

“I’m okay, I can be checked over later” she mused taking in her surroundings, “where is everyone else? I mean do you think they’re okay?”