yes, alwais with an i ;)
my-vessel-has-thirteen-secrets:

221badwolfstreet:

hippofoliage:

dittanyandthedoctor:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

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

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED
THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED AT ALL

go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.

No, let’s rock this AU 


OH MY GOD TOU MADE THAT OFF OF SOMETHING THAT I WROTE
MY FIC
HOLY FUCK

PUT THAT FIC BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME

my-vessel-has-thirteen-secrets:

221badwolfstreet:

hippofoliage:

dittanyandthedoctor:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

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

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED AT ALL

go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.

No, let’s rock this AU 

image

OH MY GOD TOU MADE THAT OFF OF SOMETHING THAT I WROTE

MY FIC

HOLY FUCK

PUT THAT FIC BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME

thetravman:

americaninthedeerstalker:

thetardis:

largerthanlifeus:

consultingskeletontribute:

somesortof-death-frisbee:

imyouraziraphale:

One

two

three

four

I declare

a time war. 

 #five 

#six 

#seven 

#eight 

#daleks scream 

#EXTER-MIN-ATE

Nine,

Ten,

Eleven,

Twelve.

The Doctor died,

and Silence Fell

Twelve,

Eleven,

Ten,

Nine. 

Here he goes,

back in time.

Eight,

Seven,

Six,

Five

Saving 

Everybody’s lives

Four,

Three,

Two,

One

Grab her hand

And whisper “Run.”

THIS POST WINS THE INTERNET

Regeneration

royaltyoftimeandspace:

The change of faces
brings the question of the hour -
“Who am I?” he asks

DW Poem Entry

fangirlingomgfreakingout:

Tick tock goes the clock
The Doctor starts to sweat

Tick tock goes the clock
He really starts to fret

Tick tock goes the clock
Companions start to cry

Tick tock goes the clock
“Doctor, you mustn’t die!”

Tick tock goes the clock
Hands begin to glow

Tick tock goes the clock
“I just don’t want to go!”

Tick tock goes the clock
Nowhere left to run

Tick tock goes the clock
The Doctor’s time is done

bead-bead:

cityofvalkayriecain:

she-was-a-rose:

#*dies of emotion* #but what if molly was his companion once #and now he stops by for breakfast #and keeps commenting because it seems like every time #there’s another ginger kid #adn when he sees harry it’s like ha! #i knew they couldn’t all be ginger! #and molly doesn’t bother telling the doctor that harry isn’t hers #because he is after all one of her boys #and she loves him just as though he was a weasley (via dwcompanion)

those tags broke me a little inside 

#Molly Weasley turned Daleks into actual pepperpots, because, honestly, she doesn’t have time for their nonsense.
doctorwho:


"We’re all Stories in the end. Just make it a good one Eh?" ~ The Eleventh Doctor

What’s your favorite Doctor Who quote?

doctorwho:

"We’re all Stories in the end. Just make it a good one Eh?" ~ The Eleventh Doctor

What’s your favorite Doctor Who quote?

reallyjustmadmaninabox:

Dramatic pauses

torchwood-teaboy:

The BEST space programme!

He’ll rise higher than ever before and then fall so much further.

 Is that what you’re gonna do to me?