funfreacksnc:

where do you buy rory williams

i want a rory williams

dimensionsintime:

Continuity in The Doctor’s Wife

The other reason I’m looking forward to the Gaiman Cyberman story.

sassiest-assbutt-in-the-garrison:

watchtheskytonight:

aarlaunarose:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

221badwolfstreet:

hiddlestonhug:

tardis-mind-palace:


Adorable 10th Doctor and Weeping Angel from DragonCon via reddit 

OH god I ship this so hard but the relationship would suck because she could only speak and move when he wasn’t looking… But he would trust her enough to turn his back OH GOD THE FEELS SOMEONE FIC THIS

This is adorable.

When he walked into the room, it was too quiet and too dark. Quickly, he pulled out his sonic screw driver and started to turn in a circle in order to scan for any life in the room. As he was spinning, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. 
Something still.
Something with wings.
Something hiding its face.
The Doctor knew he only had milliseconds before the Weeping Angel would reach him and feed off of his time energy. Wielding his sonic screwdriver, The Doctor spun to face the angel. however, what he saw when he faced the angel almost caused him to blink…almost.
Instead of clawed hands and a snarling face, The Weeping Angel was reaching out towards The Doctor with a longing expression on her stony face. Even though her face was illuminated by the blue light from the sonic screw driver The Doctor recognized her features any where. Leaning in too examine her pained face The Doctor only managed to whisper, “Rose?”
Even though she couldn’t answer with him looking at her, The Doctor knew it was his Rose. She had the same curved lips, the same round face, the same nose that he always touched when she sassed him. “Rose Tyler, what happened to you?”
The Doctor knew that if he wanted an answer, he’d have to close his eyes.
“I’m trusting you, Rose. Please. please still be my Rose.”
Slowly, The Doctor closed his eyes and as soon as he was left in the darkness he felt his chest tighten and a cold hand placed itself on his cheek.
“Doctor,” she spoke as soft as the petal of the flower she was named for, “My Doctor, oh how I’ve missed you so.”

NOOOOOO

Thanks for the mini-fic, Satan.

NO THAT HURTS NO STAHP IT

sassiest-assbutt-in-the-garrison:

watchtheskytonight:

aarlaunarose:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

221badwolfstreet:

hiddlestonhug:

tardis-mind-palace:

OH god I ship this so hard but the relationship would suck because she could only speak and move when he wasn’t looking… But he would trust her enough to turn his back OH GOD THE FEELS SOMEONE FIC THIS

This is adorable.

When he walked into the room, it was too quiet and too dark. Quickly, he pulled out his sonic screw driver and started to turn in a circle in order to scan for any life in the room. As he was spinning, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. 

Something still.

Something with wings.

Something hiding its face.

The Doctor knew he only had milliseconds before the Weeping Angel would reach him and feed off of his time energy. Wielding his sonic screwdriver, The Doctor spun to face the angel. however, what he saw when he faced the angel almost caused him to blink…almost.

Instead of clawed hands and a snarling face, The Weeping Angel was reaching out towards The Doctor with a longing expression on her stony face. Even though her face was illuminated by the blue light from the sonic screw driver The Doctor recognized her features any where. Leaning in too examine her pained face The Doctor only managed to whisper, “Rose?”

Even though she couldn’t answer with him looking at her, The Doctor knew it was his Rose. She had the same curved lips, the same round face, the same nose that he always touched when she sassed him. “Rose Tyler, what happened to you?”

The Doctor knew that if he wanted an answer, he’d have to close his eyes.

“I’m trusting you, Rose. Please. please still be my Rose.”

Slowly, The Doctor closed his eyes and as soon as he was left in the darkness he felt his chest tighten and a cold hand placed itself on his cheek.

“Doctor,” she spoke as soft as the petal of the flower she was named for, “My Doctor, oh how I’ve missed you so.”

NOOOOOO

Thanks for the mini-fic, Satan.

NO THAT HURTS NO STAHP IT

image

areyoutryingtodeduceme:

All three of the Punk Doctors, in one convenient Photoset I guess. Also with Eleven re-worked a tiny bit.

all-misty-eyed:


The TARDIS as seen on the first episode of Doctor Who, 1963.

New rule…first ever fucking TARDIS Always fucking reblog

all-misty-eyed:

The TARDIS as seen on the first episode of Doctor Who, 1963.

New rule…first ever fucking TARDIS Always fucking reblog

archiemcphee:

You have to admit, these visitors to Katsucon-19 are probably the most adorable Daleks to ever attempt a takeover of the universe.
katsucon:

OMG! As I asked to take this photo, Dad says “OK girls, point your plungers” and they promptly looked at me and said the keyword to my heart … EX-TER-MI-NATE!
The cutest Daleks ever!

archiemcphee:

You have to admit, these visitors to Katsucon-19 are probably the most adorable Daleks to ever attempt a takeover of the universe.

katsucon:

OMG! As I asked to take this photo, Dad says “OK girls, point your plungers” and they promptly looked at me and said the keyword to my heart … EX-TER-MI-NATE!

The cutest Daleks ever!