She will not answer me and she keeps walking away

tennesseetrekkie:

Eleven: “Zygons? Haven’t seen Zygons since Blackpool.”

Clara: “There were Zygons in Blackpool?”

Ten: “Yeah, long story. Poor Auntie Pat… Anyway…”

Something I wish would’ve happened in “Day of The Doctor”.

lets-bandage-it-up:

freakshow1313:

noitemsfoxonlyfinaldestination:

thatsonofamitch:

enenkay:

zipperaward:

Hi guys! I wanted to inform you about this great thing that is happening!

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Only 28 hours left! Check this out and spread the word!

donate or signal boost, they still have about a fifth to go!
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IF YOUDONT REBLOG YOU SUCK

Hey! This is pretty awesome, so I thought I’d share here. Even if you can’t donate, signal boosting the fuck out of this is important! 

Patricia. 


“In the next few years I’d love to play a female version of Doctor Who. I know exactly how I would play her - she would be crafty in a clever kind of way.”

In the next few years I’d love to play a female version of Doctor Who. I know exactly how I would play her - she would be crafty in a clever kind of way.”

oldst0rms:

constant-continuum:

drakewinzz:

dolliecrave:

Pass this on Tumblr

This is actually pretty important

very important information

do you know how much i would have benefited from this two years ago when i wasn’t a fucking child

oldst0rms:

constant-continuum:

drakewinzz:

dolliecrave:

Pass this on Tumblr

This is actually pretty important

very important information

do you know how much i would have benefited from this two years ago when i wasn’t a fucking child

estrangedlestrange:

In his arms was a living breathing human. Well…not a human to be exact, half human, half Time Lord and one hundred percent one of a kind. The Doctor was sitting in the TARDIS kitchen staring at the little girl just thinking. He had been a father before, he had seen his children die, he had caused his children’s deaths and yet somehow he was a father again. Vaguely he heard Rose in the background as she moved around the kitchen preparing a bottle for the baby but for once the little blonde and yellow human was not at the forefront of his mind.

How had he let this happen, the Doctor wondered. It had all started with asking twice, he supposed. Then there was her smile with her tongue sticking out from between her teeth, then there was the hand holding and more hugs. Then a kiss. Then…and now a baby girl. 

His blue eyes were staring so deeply at the baby and his mind was so deep in thought that the Doctor did not sense Rose come up behind him. She placed both her hands on his shoulder and kissed him on his check. As she pulled away she whispered into his ear, “I know what you’re thinking, Doctor. You’re gonna do great.”

installation00:

All right here’s the down low.

I need 7200 dollars by Wednesday morning if I’m going to be able to stay in my house. That’s the deal the landlord just set down.

Fuck food, fuck everything else, I can scrape by on whatever for that, but I need a roof over my head. My family needs a roof over their head.

If you can make a donation or reblog this post or anything i will find something I can do someway to repay you, I swear on my mother’s grave.

http://www.gofundme.com/86bgsc

callofthenorthstar:

can we start a petition for George R. R. Martin to give Steven Moffat some damn writing lessons because if one more character is “dead not dead lol surprise” I’m going to fucking scream

you don’t exist,
everybody knows.
but not every day.
some days, now and then,
you’ll meet with us.

i have seen so much—
perhaps too much.
vanity and obsession and lust and
the bleeding hearts of men.
they’re all around me.

(but i just wanted to say
you look beautiful.
you were fantastic.)

you promised me peace.
you lied to me.

this is how it ends.

leave these things alone,
i beg of you, no more of this.
let go of me.
you made me forever;
i shall never die.

i am the last,
(how can I still be here?)
as you are the last.
(can your conscience
carry the weight of
another dead?)

(all my life,
you knew me
at my best.
so i beg you now—
stop this.)

i will always remember
when you did this to me.
you can kill me,
for i was the one
to bring your destruction.

but know this:
you die with me.
you’ve not been able
to stop me.
you know nothing.
that will be your downfall.

(it’s the end.
but the moment has been
prepared for.
are you frightened?
aren’t we the same?
because…
i don’t want to go.)

"haunt me no longer": a poem created using only the last words of characters from doctor who.  (a few times i added extra articles etc. in and i spliced a bunch of them into one sentence at times and one time i changed ‘ain’t’ to ‘aren’t’, but i otherwise i was very good at only using the words from the quotes.)

would-you-like-a-jelly-baby:

Series 1 Promos