αмy poɴd

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE WE’RE GOING BUT IT MIGHT BE A BIT CHILLY.

UNLESS WE'RE GOING TO A PLANET OF ICE AND SNOW AND COLD THINGS.

    AMELIA POND.

            THE DOCTOR. 

HEY LOOK!

      A POND!!!!

Must be following us

Must be an Indie Doctor Who RP blog

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And here we are. You and me, on the last page. By the time you read these words, Rory and I will be long gone. So know that we lived well, and we’re very happy. And above all else, know that we will love you, always. Sometimes I do worry about you, though. I think, once we’re gone, you won’t be coming back here for a while, and you might be alone, which you should never be. Don’t be alone, Doctor. And do one more thing for me. There’s a little girl waiting in a garden. She’s going to wait a long while, so she’s going to need a lot of hope. Go to her. Tell her a story. Tell her that if she’s patient, the days are coming that she’ll never forget. Tell her she’ll go to sea and fight pirates. She’ll fall in love with a man who’ll wait two thousand years to keep her safe. Tell her she’ll give hope to the greatest painter who ever lived, and save a whale in outer space. Tell her, this is the story of Amelia Pond.

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Doctor Who AU: Clara, Amy, Rory, and John Smith as university housemates, part 2: Dating (part 1)