Category: fan edit

shesthedoctor:

shesthedoctor:

Alien technology plus human stupidity. Trust me, it’s unbeatable.

julielilac: 💎 OH, b r i l l i a n t ! 💎 …

julielilac:

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OH, b r i l l i a n t ! 💎

alphacentauriiswatchingyou:

alphacentauriiswatchingyou:

It feels, every second of the episode, like Doctor Who. It feels like it was made by people who knew what Doctor Who was. It’s impossible. The fact that a Police Box would look out of place everywhere in the universe within six years, that the theme and TARDIS console would be iconic, that Britain would go to decimal currency, none of this could have been there in 1963. But watching it, that knowledge does not feel like a secret history, but like a real history, there and unfolding in front of us. And when we stare into it, it is impossibly big.

It is 5:40 p.m. on November the 23rd 1963. American President John F Kennedy has been dead for less than twenty four hours. And everything in the world has changed. Forever.

[extract from Tardis Eruditorum Vol. 1 by Elizabeth Sandifer]

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lokiilaufeyson: ❝I’m not sure if any of that…

lokiilaufeyson:

I’m not sure if any of that matters. Friends. Enemies. So long as there is mercy. Always mercy.

Twelfth Doctor Aesthetic for @twissyy

colchesterprice: an endless list of billie’s f…

colchesterprice:

an endless list of billie’s favourite nu-who episodes/two-parters:

4×11: Turn Left [9/???]

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andrewgarfielld:

andrewgarfielld:

Oh, brilliant. 

heathersbill:

heathersbill:

River being done with / roasting the Doctor 

snicxet: doctor who meme ♡ [¾] quotes It’s…

snicxet:

doctor who meme [¾] quotes

It’s funny, I thought, if you could hear me, I could hang on, somehow. Silly me. Silly old Doctor. When you wake up, you’ll have a mum and dad, and you won’t even remember me. Well, you’ll remember me a little. I’ll be a story in your head. But that’s OK: we’re all stories, in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know, it was the best: a daft old man, who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you I stole it? Well, I borrowed it; I was always going to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time, brand new and ancient, and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would’ve had. Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond… and the days that never came. The cracks are closing. But they can’t close properly ‘til I’m on the other side. I don’t belong here anymore. I think I’ll skip the rest of the rewind. I hate repeats. Live well. Love Rory. Bye-bye, Pond.