tardis girl

The Moment took the form of Rose Tyler

So the Doctor would pick her to be his next companion

So she would absorb the Time Vortex

And bring Jack Harkness back to life

So the TARDIS would travel to the end of the Universe

And bring back the Master

So he’d get trapped back on Gallifrey

And then bring Clara and the Doctor together

So she could persuade the Doctor to save Gallifrey

Clever girl

crazy-little-tardis  asked:

Thinking about the 'teaching Rarity to play fetch with Winona' idea put a funny scene into my head- Applejack is giving Rarity pointers on the perfect throw, and Rares goes "You know, I *have* thrown before, darling." Applejack says "Alright, sugarcube," and steps back. Rarity winds up for a hard overhand throw... and whips it too hard. The stick hits the ground right in front of Winona, who gives Rarity a confused head tilt, while Applejack tries hiding her giggles and snorts under her hat

took some liberties here hope you dont mind

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Hello, old friend. 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 were 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 awhile. 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 see 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. And this is how it ends.

Moffat said recently that Clara was no longer the apprentice, she had “sort of become the Doctor”. But audacious doesn’t even begin to cover him following through on that all the way. This is where we leave Clara Oswald, zipping around time and space in her own Tardis, with her own companion Ashildr, stuck in the moment between two heartbeats, accepting of her fate, but taking her sweet time about it along the way. Crucially, she turned the Doctor’s duty of care back onto him, flip-reversing the nature of Donna Noble’s exit years ago. In ostensibly killing off his companion, Moffat delivered possibly the most upbeat ending we’ve ever seen.
Acceptance

Title: Acceptance

Imagine: John finding out that you’re bisexual.

Request: Saw that your requests are open? Could you do one where the reader is sam and deans lil sister (like 16) and is secretly bi, and john figures it out and she’s scared he won’t accept it but he does and super fluff???? Sorry that was so specific

Pairing: John x daughter!reader. Dean x sister!reader. Sam x sister!reader.

Warnings: None.

Note: Forgive me if John’s character is a little off. Everyone is still in school, in the fic!

Please let me know if you would like to be tagged!


Hope you enjoy it!

Originally posted by jensennackels

Originally posted by thewinchesterdaily

“So did you finish the project?” You asked Sam. He sat beside you on the bench. Both you two and Dean were currently waiting to be picked up.

“Yeah. I finished mine yesterday,” Sam went on to tell you on what he did, but you zoned out. You were watching Dean and the girl he was with. Dean would do what he does with all girls, then you all would be gone within the week.

That girl he was with, she had a younger sister in the same grade as you and you liked her. Liking both guys and girls made life a little difficult. Others normally tend to overlook people like you. You’d never tell anyone. Who knows what they’d say? Especially your dad…

“Y/N, are you there?” Sam waved a hand in front of you, pulling you out of your daze. You looked back towards him.

“Yeah,” You shook your head slightly. Sam pointed towards the road and you saw the familiar vehicle pull up. “Great.”

You and Sam headed for the car, with Dean not far behind. You all knew not to keep him waiting. You slid into the back with Sam.

“Everything good? No fights today, right?” John spoke up. He stopped to look at each one of you. There had been a lot of fights lately, mostly between Dean and others, but occasionally, Sam or you would get into a fight.

“No, sir,” Dean shook his head, staring straight ahead at the road. John looked to Sam.

“No, sir,” Sam copied Dean, then they both looked towards you.

“What about you?” John spoke, but you were looking out the back window, staring at her. She was out talking to her sister and you couldn’t help but stare. John followed your eyes. He titled his head ever so slightly, but then resumed. “Y/N!”

“Oh. N-no, sir,” You jumped slightly. Forcing your eyes away and turning back to your father. He rose one eyebrow slightly, but then turned back around and headed for the motel. Your eyes cascaded downward and you stared at your lap.

You felt Sam put his hand on yours and you looked towards him. He gave you a small nod. He always made sure you were okay after a talk with dad. You gave a small smile back and looked foward, awaiting the arrival back at the motel.


“And that’s how it’s done,“ Sam threw the pencil down and leaned back into the chair.

“Oh. Why didn’t the teacher just explain that way, then?” You titled your head, looking at your older brother.

“They just do what they think is the easiest,” Sam told you. You sighed.

“Why is school so confusing?” You grumbled, head hitting the table.

“Well-” Sam began.

“Sam,” John spoke.

“Yes sir?” Sam looked around to his father, you doing the same. A worried expression filled your face. Both he and Dean had just got back from a hunt, and now he was wanting Sam.

“Go stand out there with Dean,” John commanded.

“Can I just fin-”

“Now, boy!”

Sam exited the room without another word. This only left you and John. You watched, through the window, as Sam headed towards the impala, where Dean was leaning against the side of it. You heard John clear his throat.

“So, Y/N, when I picked all of you up a couple days ago,” he started, “I noticed that you were looking at someone.”

You didn’t say anything, but you felt your heart rate speed up. You didn’t dare look away, in fear of why he might do. Dean always told you to keep your head held high and don’t break eye contact.

“You like her, don’t you?” He questioned you. There was no backing out now. You didn’t know what you expected, for the great John Winchester not to find out?

“Y-yes… sir,” Your eyes went downward. You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t lie to him.

“Hey, hey! Look at me,” His voice was strict, but soft. You slowly tilted your head up at him. “I’m not upset.”

“What?”

“I’m not upset,” John sat down in the chair Sam was in, “I’ve seen that look in your eyes before. And as long as they treat you right, then we’re good.” John gave a small smile at you.

“T-thank you,” You smiled. You still couldn’t believe it.

“Just make sure I don’t have to send your brothers to go beat someone up.”



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Favourite Female Characters 

↳ 1/? - Clara Oswald “Listen. This is just a dream. But very clever people can hear dreams. So please, just listen. I know you’re afraid. But being afraid is all right. Because didn’t anybody ever tell you? Fear is a super power. Fear can make you faster, and cleverer, and stronger. And one day, you’re going to come back to this barn, and on that day, you’re going to be very afraid indeed. But that’s okay. Because if you’re very wise and very strong, fear doesn’t have to make you cruel or cowardly. Fear can make you kind. It doesn’t matter if there’s nothing under the bed, or in the dark, so long as you know it’s okay to be afraid of it. So listen. If you listen to nothing else, listen to this. You’re always going to be afraid, even if you learn to hide it. Fear is like…a companion. A constant companion, always there. But that’s okay, because fear can bring us together. Fear can bring you home. I’m going to leave you something, just so you’ll always remember - fear makes companions of us all.”