"amy pond, the girl who waited, all night in your garden. was it worth it?"

"shut up, of course it was."

thetwinhearted:

silvertonguedasgardian started following you

madimpossibleamy started following you

Hello, everyone! Nice to meet you. Call me the Professor. What should I call you?

Oh, hello! Ah, pleasure to meet you, too … Professor. Time Lord, then? Ehm—you can call me Amy.

davenporttreplied to yourpost:~

ooc: shh. let me love you.

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A Little girl, 3 yrs. old picked up by a man driving a gray car, license plate: Quebec 72B 381. Canada. Reblog this. It could save her. The Kidnapping is recent so do it, 3 seconds will not kill you. If it were your child. 

ooc. okay. i’m sharing my secret to feeling better with everyone. 

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branystarks:

“so what do timelords pray to?”

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TARDIS. I’m in the TARDIS.  

notrorypond:

madimpossibleamy:

“I what?” She quirked a brow and watched him, waiting for him to give some sort of explanation. When he didn’t, she just shrugged and glanced around. “Yeah, I ‘spose. Bit odd, though, don’t you think? Randomly popping up in the TARDIS. Then again, guess it’s not a bad thing.” 

Amy must’ve lost her memory or something because she seemed to have forgotten everything. She was still the same though, on the inside, wanting to stay on the TARDIS. He’d just been visiting her and PD when all of the sudden this happened. Now that PD was gone…. it was time to make his move. She wouldn’t know that her Rory had died because she seemed to still think they were married.

Rory realized that he’d been silent for a long time so he finally spoke up, “We were visiting the Doctor don’t you remember? You must’ve bumped your head on the console for a bit. Minor concussions can cause short term memory loss. Trust me I’m a nurse.” 

Amy watched him, waiting for him to say something. The whole thing was odd and she’d be lying if she said she wasn’t suspicious of the situation, but she had learned to go with it in her many years of traveling with the Doctor

Amy rose a brow. “Visiting the Doctor? No, I actually don’t remember.” She paused, gently touching her head as he said that. “Yeah, I guess. Got a bit of a headache, to be honest.” She rolled her eyes. “No, really? You? A nurse? I would’ve never guessed.”