I’d rely on Martha if the world was ending. In fact, I did.


Doctor Who AU dark musical comedy in which several companions conspire to kill various versions of the Time Lord who wronged them

And now the six merry murderesses of the Stormcage Containment Facility in their rendition of The Cell Block Tango…

I’ve only just met him.
It wasn’t even that long ago, but… he is everything.
He’s just everything to me,
and he doesn’t even look at me but I don’t care, cos I love him to bits, and I hope to God he won’t remember me saying this.