walk into the club like
In the moments before she dies, a woman whose hair used to be bright ginger is visited by a man in a bowtie. She does not know who he is and thinks about giving him a piece of her mind till he moves forward and presses his fingertips to her temple. Memories flood her mind. People and planets and places she had saved alongside a long streak of nothing rush back to her. She remembers being the most important woman in creation. Then with a smile on her face Donna Noble closes her eyes and sleeps forevermore. The Doctor simply looks on with tears in his eyes as his best friend leaves this world with the only gift he could give her.
hello yes, 911 send me an aMBULANCE
Curl up in a ball
Try not to cry
We know Oswin was a Dalek…
And we assume she died…
But what if she didn’t? What if she lived and eventually went insane and became the Dalek Emperor? The one at the Game Station.
And then Rose Bad Wolfed her ass.
But because she was Rose…
Oh. My. God. This.
it makes it sad but beautiful that there are all names of his companions
Annnnd a third time.
Millions of middle aged men and women will dust off the old toy wands
the browning pages of books long forgotten
strange cloaks, black rimmed glasses that havent been worn in decades
and those men and women will hold vigils in the streets
as a soft, sad melody echoes around the crying faces
And the halls of Hogwarts will spring to life again
as those same men and women go home to their families
and hold their children, who don’t know who Harry Potter is
It’s eight in the morning and im crying thanks tumblr.
Well, there goes any chance of not crying twice today…
I walked away from the last great Time War. I marked the passing of the Time Lords. I saw the birth of the universe and I watched as time ran out, moment by moment until nothing remained. No time. No space. Just me. I’ve walked in universes where the laws of physics were devised by the mind of a madman. I’ve watched universes freeze and creations burn. I’ve seen things you wouldn’t believe. I have lost things you’ll never understand. And I know things. Secrets that must never be told. Knowledge that must never be spoken. Knowledge that will make parasite gods blaze.
Imagine coming across this one day.
On a totally normal, slightly bored walk in the woods.
Turning around the bend and seeing this.
i’m not even a massive doctor who fan and this broke my heart
this like seeing hogwarts as a ruin (and not being a muggle, so you know it’s really a ruin)
or seeing 221b being rented out by some horrible college kids partying and being loud
or the impala being crushed and useless (wait, i’m not up-to-date with supernatural atm, but didn’t something bad actually happen to the impala? fuck that show is just heart-break central)
But imagine going to it. Letting your hands move across the paint, disrupting the plants around it and then
The door opens.
You’re walking through the woods on a wonderful day, when you turn around a corner and see something that makes your heart stop. Thoughts, memories, images flood your head, and you think over and over, No no no, it can’t be. It’s just a show, right? It can’t be. You don’t even realize it as you walk up to it, and you cautiously lay your hand on it.
When it actually comes in contact with the wood, your eyes widen. Oh my god. It’s here. It’s real. I’m not imagining it. but then you realize something else. It looks…sad. Worn down. As if it hadn’t moved in years. Tears fill your eyes. Oh, Doctor. Where are you?? What happened?? Your head leans on the door as you close your eyes, trying to keep yourself from crying. It’s so stupid, but…
You aren’t able to finish that thought. You hear a soft click, and the door opens, causing you to stumble forward. A pair of shoes enter your line of vision. You slowly look up, seeing slacks next, then a jacket over a button up shirt, a bow tie, and then…it’s him.
Your hand covers your mouth as your eyes widen, everything hitting you at once. Oh my god it’s him. Its him it’s him it’s him. Oh god everything was real. The angels, cybermen, daleks, oh god Rose and Martha and Donna and Amy and Rory, and Jack and oh god if Jacks real then Torchwood and Ianto and oh god. You don’t even realize youve just said all that out loud as he sets his hands on your shoulders. “Are you alright?? What you were saying…how did you know that??”
You are full on crying now, tears running down your cheeks, and you can’t help when you embrace him. “Oh my god it’s you and your real and you’ve saved Earth and everyone so many times and I can’t believe it and just thank you and Im sorry for all the bad stuff that happens.” He awkwardly hugs you back before you pull away and wipe at your face with your sleeve. “Uhm, sorry f-for that. It just, uhm…” you don’t know how to explain it. How important he is to you, how many amazing people you’ve met because of him, how much he inspires you, how much you look up to him. Heck, you’re probably insane right now.
The Doctor just looks at you for a moment before grabbing your hand and pulling you inside. Your eyes widen as you stare at the bright room and, “Oh god it’s bigger on the inside.”
He grins like a child when he hears that. “I love it when they say that!” He flits about the room as you stand there, wringing your hands out, knees shaking as you stare wide eyed at everything.
“Now!” he exclaims. “How would you,” he points at you, excited. “like to come for an adventure?”
You can’t get the words out fast enough. “Yes. Please, take me.”
that story put me in tears…..
I want this. I want this so badly.