hannala:


mozzy-o:

Chinchillin’ in the Tardis

Jordan! A chinchilla in the TARDIS!


OH MY GOSH YES. 

HANND, WE HAVE TO GET A CHINCHILLA. AND A TARDIS

hannala:

mozzy-o:

Chinchillin’ in the Tardis

Jordan! A chinchilla in the TARDIS!

OH MY GOSH YES.

HANND, WE HAVE TO GET A CHINCHILLA. AND A TARDIS

I’d like to point out that the text is from The Fault in our Stars

I’d like to point out that the text is from The Fault in our Stars

(via nudityandnerdery)

nudityandnerdery:

Reactions to the TARDIS

And my favorite:

Rory and the Doctor’s are the best.

(Source: expelliarmus)

Big and little at the same time, brand-new and ancient, and the bluest blue.

(Source: deandcas, via kuntsnuggles)


So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it; no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world will move on and the box will be buried.

So this is what you should do: let the TARDIS die. Just let this old box gather dust. No one can open it; no one will even notice it. Let it become a strange little thing standing on a street corner. And over the years, the world will move on and the box will be buried.

(Source: 640-960, via kuntsnuggles)

  • Doctor: It's camouflage. It's disguised as a police telephone box from 1963. Every time the TARDIS materializes at a new location, within the first nano-second of landing, it analyzes its surroundings, calculates a twelve dimensional data map of everything in a thousand mile radius, and determines which outer shell would blend in best with the environment.
  • Amy:
  • Doctor:
  • Amy:
  • Doctor:
  • Amy:
  • Doctor:
  • Amy:
  • Doctor:
  • Amy:
  • Doctor: And then it disguises itself as a police telephone box from 1963.

doctorwhomadness:

I hope I’m not the only one who actually searched ‘Hull Road Service Station, York’ on google maps.

(Source: sariinity, via bioticgirlfriend)

We’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Cause it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box, and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well‒ I borrowed it. I was always gonna take it back. Oh, that box, Amy. You’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand new and ancient, and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had. Would have had. Never had. In your dreams they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond. And the days that never came.

(Source: chloecastellano)