So basically I wanted to make some sort of Amy/Ten art and this is what I got. I don’t even know what this is.
AU - My Doctor
└ Whilst Amy is stuck in Appalapachia, she receives a visit from the wrong man in the right blue box.
Ten & Amy - Our Time
just a little late | ten&amy
There was the sound of soft footfalls coming up behind her and Amy braced herself for whatever instructions she was to receive. Whatever they said, she’d treat them with silence she decided. Cold, angered silence. She turned around and faltered when she saw a man in a brown suit looking at her. Her eyes met his and she was surprised at how familiar they were; old and ancient. Some of her absolution melted away, but she didn’t speak.
“Amelia Pond?” She didn’t say anything, but he continued anyways. “I’m so terribly sorry for this, but you have to come along with me if we want everyone to live. Doctor’s orders.”
She stared at him for a moment, something squeezing in her chest.
“Who are you?”
He paused, gauging her reaction before offering her half a smile. “Well, lets just say I’m a friend you have and haven’t met yet.”
“are you sure we haven’t met before? you seem to know me”
“you just remind me of someone”
“someone good?”
“my best friend”
“well then, allons-y!”
Time can be rewritten\Amy x Ten
Say When by The Fray
I don’t even ship them but I thought this vid was really well done.
Doctor Who rewritten - The day of her wedding, Amy Pond accidentally dials a different number when trying to reach Rory.
Amy: Do you feel like you’ve forgotten something really important?
Doctor: Oh yes, loads of things! For example: who sang Who Let the Dog’s Out? Can’t remember the name of that band. Inventor of the post-it note? No idea! And that’s just 21st century Earth! See, the thing is, with over 900-years of mem -
Amy: Sorry, must have dialed the wrong number.
Doctor: Wrong number?! Oh no, no one reaches me purely by accident. Never ever. Who’s this?
Amy: You first.
Doctor: I’m the Doctor.
Amy: Doctor?! Doctor…Doctor…why does that sound so…familiar?
Doctor: Perhaps you see one? Although maybe not, if you eat an apple a day. I actually prefer bananas, but then again, I’m not exactly an expert in human nutrition now, am I? You are human, right? It’s heard to tell, but I’m guessing Scottish female in her 20s?
Amy: Oh my god! It’s you! Oh my god!
Doctor: Nope, I’m not one of those. A Lord of Time, yes. But god? Nahh.
Amy: No, no, I mean, I forgot the Doctor! How, how could I have forgotten the Doctor?
Doctor: Sorry, what did you say your name was?
Amy: Amy. Doctor, it’s me - Amy, your little Amelia Pond. Though I…I think my memories must still be playing tricks on me, your voice sounds completely different from what I think I remember.
Doctor: We’ve talked before then?!
Amy: Oh no, don’t tell me your memory’s been erased or whatever exactly those cracks did, too?
Doctor: Cracks?!
Amy: Quit it, Doctor. You’re scaring me.
Doctor: Ahh. I think I know what’s happened. I don’t know you…yet. I, I really should hang up. Dangerous, incurable paradox and all that jazz -
Amy: Oh no, you don’t! You’re not leaving me again! No, you’re coming to my wedding. You’re coming and -
Doctor: La-la-la-la-la, listen: I’m sorry. Really, I am. I’m so so sorry, but I really can’t talk to you any longer. But the Doctor, the one you know - do you trust him?
Amy: Yes, you’re - he’s crazy. But yes.
Doctor: Then trust me, Hermione — sorry, I’ve already blocked your name from my mind, just to be safe, so I’ll call you Hermione — things will be alright. Whatever happened to you, whatever you think will happen, the Doctor will work to fix it. He promises. In fact, I bet he’s excited to see you.
Amy: But wait, Doctor - you can’t just hang up! Hello? Hellllloooo?
