The china had never been used. The sheets had never been slept in. Titanic was called the Ship of Dreams, and it was. It really was.
Ygritte had looked so angry he thought she was about to strike him. “All of us,” she said. “You too. You’re no crow now, Jon Snow. I swore you weren’t, so you better not be.” She pushed him back against the trunk of a tree and kissed him, full on the lips right there in the midst of the ragged column. Jon heard Grigg the Goat urging her on. Someone else laughed. He kissed her back despite all that. When they finally broke apart, Ygritte was flushed. “You’re mine,” she whispered. “Mine, as I’m yours. And if we die, we die. All men must die, Jon Snow. But first we’ll live.”
“Yes.” His voice was thick. “First we’ll live.”
It’s called the TARDIS. It can travel anywhere in time and space. And it’s mine.
New Stills from the Name of the Doctor
wakey wakey, boys and girls.
i still owe you that one miracle.
Doctor Who Meme: Five OTPs → Donna/Lee
Lee: Am I real?
Donna: Of course you’re real, I know you’re real. Oh, God, oh, God, I hope you’re real. I’ll find you! I promise you, I’ll find you!
A mystery wrapped in an enigma squeezed into a skirt that’s just a little bit too… tight. What are you?