Hello, I'm Kate. My home planet Gallifrey got time locked in the war so now I just jump around time and space having adventures...and wasting time on the internet ________________________________________________ Saved. No survivors.
he's hot when he's clever


time-n-space:

time-n-space:


85/100 » David Tennant

85/100 » David Tennant


cloysterbell:





itspond:

favourite Amy/eleven moments ♔ suggested by anonymous.

the doctor: Amy Pond, all alone. The girl who didn’t make sense. How could I resist?
Amy: How could I just forget?
the doctor: Nothing is ever fotgotten, not really. But you have to try. There’s going to be a very big bang. Big bang two. try and remember your family and they’ll be there.
Amy: How can I remember them if they never existed?
the doctor: Because you’re special. That crack in your wall, all that time, the universe pouring into your head. You brought Rory back… you can bring them back , too. You just remember, and they’ll be there.
Amy: You won’t.
the doctor: You’ll have your family back.  You won’t need your imaginary friend anymore. Ha! Amy Pond… crying over me, eh? Guess what?
Amy: What?
the doctor: Gotcha.




kalcius:

The only reason to watch this film


somethingtoavenge: “Loki, stop!” Rose ran out into the battle, the likes of which Earth had never seen before, this one or its parallel. Pete and Mickey were standing on the sidelines, watching in terror, but the Valiant Child stepped out into Loki’s line of fire. He held his weapon high, watching her with a fire in his eyes that she knew all too well. She’d seen it in the eyes of another man, another alien who once thought himself a god. He leered at her, “Stand aside, silly girl. War is a matter for men and gods, not foolish children who think themselves mighty.” “Then I think you’re the one who should step aside,” Rose called to him, standing her ground. “Put your weapon down and come quietly.” His laugh was cold, mocking, and cruel. “Come quietly? Who is it you think you are talking to, Rose Tyler? I am a god, the rightful king of As—” “People have died, Loki,” she shot back at him. “Died at your hand. And it stops now.” “The fate of the people on this Earth are none of your business. You deign to live here, you jump from parallel to parallel, hoping to find your true home. Stop pretending to care about these people as if you are one of them.” “I’m jumping to save them—” “You are jumping for your own selfish reasons!” Loki shouted, his grip on his weapon starting to waver as he begins to shake. “Go, Rose Tyler. Find your precious Doctor. Give up the pretense of caring about this planet.” He paused, and she could see all his past betrayals building up behind his eyes, his brother and his father and his home, and now her. “About me.” Her hands balled into fists. “You know I care—” “STOP!” In his rage, Loki swung and released his weapon, missing Rose by an inch as she ducked and rolled out of the way. As she straightened again, they stood staring at each other, breathing heavily, neither wanting to move. “Don’t make me do this, Loki.” He was tired, and it showed in the slump of his shoulders. “I’m not making you do anything, Rose.” “Rose?” Her earpiece was suddenly active, Mickey’s voice in her ear. “We’re waiting on your call. What’s it gonna be?” When Loki first fell to Earth five months ago, she’d made a promise to him that she would never turn him over to her Torchwood superiors, to be studied and made into a lab experiment. Everyone said she was crazy, that he was dangerous, but she reminded them that that was what the parallel Torchwood had said about another man she lo…cared about. With the feeling of Loki’s spear ripping the air beside her ear, she made the call. “Bring him in.” In seconds, there were agents everywhere, swarming around Loki, restraining him. Rose shook herself and slowly approached him, looking down at him from where he was forced to kneel on the ground. There was hatred in his voice as he spat at her, “Is this what you call love, Rose Tyler?” She clenched her jaw and squared her shoulders. “You know, sometimes…you’re just like him,” she said, knowing how to hit him where it hurt. Just like she had with the Doctor. She took a step back and looked to an agent. “Take him away.”

somethingtoavenge:

“Loki, stop!”

Rose ran out into the battle, the likes of which Earth had never seen before, this one or its parallel. Pete and Mickey were standing on the sidelines, watching in terror, but the Valiant Child stepped out into Loki’s line of fire.

He held his weapon high, watching her with a fire in his eyes that she knew all too well. She’d seen it in the eyes of another man, another alien who once thought himself a god. He leered at her, “Stand aside, silly girl. War is a matter for men and gods, not foolish children who think themselves mighty.”

“Then I think you’re the one who should step aside,” Rose called to him, standing her ground. “Put your weapon down and come quietly.”

His laugh was cold, mocking, and cruel. “Come quietly? Who is it you think you are talking to, Rose Tyler? I am a god, the rightful king of As—”

“People have died, Loki,” she shot back at him. “Died at your hand. And it stops now.”

“The fate of the people on this Earth are none of your business. You deign to live here, you jump from parallel to parallel, hoping to find your true home. Stop pretending to care about these people as if you are one of them.”

“I’m jumping to save them—”

“You are jumping for your own selfish reasons!” Loki shouted, his grip on his weapon starting to waver as he begins to shake. “Go, Rose Tyler. Find your precious Doctor. Give up the pretense of caring about this planet.” He paused, and she could see all his past betrayals building up behind his eyes, his brother and his father and his home, and now her. “About me.”

Her hands balled into fists. “You know I care—”

“STOP!” In his rage, Loki swung and released his weapon, missing Rose by an inch as she ducked and rolled out of the way.

As she straightened again, they stood staring at each other, breathing heavily, neither wanting to move. “Don’t make me do this, Loki.”

He was tired, and it showed in the slump of his shoulders. “I’m not making you do anything, Rose.”

“Rose?” Her earpiece was suddenly active, Mickey’s voice in her ear. “We’re waiting on your call. What’s it gonna be?”

When Loki first fell to Earth five months ago, she’d made a promise to him that she would never turn him over to her Torchwood superiors, to be studied and made into a lab experiment. Everyone said she was crazy, that he was dangerous, but she reminded them that that was what the parallel Torchwood had said about another man she lo…cared about.

With the feeling of Loki’s spear ripping the air beside her ear, she made the call. “Bring him in.”

In seconds, there were agents everywhere, swarming around Loki, restraining him. Rose shook herself and slowly approached him, looking down at him from where he was forced to kneel on the ground.

There was hatred in his voice as he spat at her, “Is this what you call love, Rose Tyler?”

She clenched her jaw and squared her shoulders. “You know, sometimes…you’re just like him,” she said, knowing how to hit him where it hurt. Just like she had with the Doctor. She took a step back and looked to an agent. “Take him away.”




“I can’t put it off any longer.”

“I can’t put it off any longer.”