i wanted to draw Clara in the Doctor’s bed because of reasons
There is a galaxy lying in wait outside the TARDIS, a deep blue vastness that sparkles and shines with the light of stars that burn thousands of miles away. They dance and glow the promise of adventure and the unknown. For within darkness is mystery, and the universe is full of shining and unsolved enigmas. Normally the Doctor would be out there, running over the grounds of a foreign planet, always seeking out adventures and mysteries.
But there is a room in the TARDIS where there is only one mystery; the only one worth solving. Lights shine and sparkle, dancing their way over the walls and ceiling, sifting through the gossamer curtains above the bed, shining over the soft, delicate skin of the bed’s occupant.
There is only one adventure the Doctor wants right now. And it’s right here. Right in this bed. For darling Clara, his Clara, is the greatest mystery, the most fantastic adventure, and the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen all wrapped up in a tangle of sheets and peacefully sleeping in his bed.
Forget your faith in me…
1940s Clara; Dolled up and ready to make the Doctor’s pants uncomfortably tight.