#the eighth doctor

[donutdrawsthings]

Sutekh is a Whovian, to me...

[cheeseakaironbird]

I think this trend suits him

[bottomseareef]

Bro I just found out how many actors were offered the role of the Eight Doctor look at this

Jesus

[halestromthewhoobsessed]

Doctor Who gets a somewhat bigger budget than usual for a feature length story and suddenly gets very interested in having motorbikes drive into the TARDIS

[would-they-be-good-at-asmr]

Propaganda:

I mean, there are the audio dramas. Tell me that Paul McGann doesn’t have an enchanting voice

[gleedyke]

My life is complete

[the-eighth-article]

*An alarm suddenly starts to blare throughout the TARDIS's console room, a video of Helena, with her big curly blonde hair, and grey eyes pops up on one the screens*

This is The Daughter of The Doctor, I am calling for help. Here are my co-ordinates. Be careful. Please. Only come if you can, I just need picked up, vortex manipulator died on me. This is set to repeat until turned off or answered.

The doctor had been sitting there for what seemed like hours. Tapping his fingers across his chest and clicking his tongue to the beat of the music playing around the TARDIS, until he came to a sudden stop. Helena..Helena? That was a familiar name. The doctor was a familiar name too!

Ah. Wait. He was the doctor. Doctor..daughter..Helena, everything made sense now.

“Darling, tell her I’m on my way please? And turn that blasted alarm off..I can barely thing with how loud it is.” The TARDIS let out a little ‘beep’ and the alarm came to a stop. He put the coordinates in and simply waited. Any minute now he’d simply pick her up, and arrange for one of his future selves to come pick her up, it should be easy..or it sounded easy in his head.

[darklinaforever]

Never forget

What I did, what I said

When I gave you all

My heart and soul

Morning will come

And I Know we'll be one

Cause I still believe

That you'll remember me.

Never forget by Greta Salome & Jonsi.

[jazzrazzberry]

Charley and the doctor are like. I hate you. I love you. I want to leave you. I don’t think I could live without you. Leave me alone, I never want to see you again. Hold my hand so we might be the only comfort in this void. Go away. Never leave me again. I love you I love you. Kill me. Kill me.

[eighthman-bound]

There’s something terribly rewarding and satisfying being in a room of a thousand Doctor Who and Big Finish fans all packed in a small old London theatre collectively losing our minds and applauding at watching Alex Macqueen mining taking a latex mask off his face, before he even utters the iconic “I Am The Master’

What an incredible event I felt so lucky to be there. Hope the massive success leads to more Live Recordings!

Bonus- My London friends roomate made this incredible Dalek cake for me afterwards; truly the best night

[idontevenknow7878]

it’s not monday but i have mcgann gifs that i wanna share ^^

@heartsfrombevie if your allowed to have a framed photo of walker scobell (idgaf if i spelt it wrong) then im allowed have my mcgann mondays >:(

[transterror69]

What if i would tell yall that im slowly getting into doctor who.. what if. What if i am begging my bf to make a doctor oc/regen so i can make a companion oc and make them GAY FOR EACHOTHER. What if i would make them so angsty. What if.

On a fr note, HOW DO I WATCH DOCTOR WHO?!?! WHERE IS IT?!?!? OR ATLEAST WHAT THEORY/SUMMARY VIDEO DO I WATCH?!?!? HELP?!? SOMEONE LINK ME A GOOD PIRATING WEBSITE PLEASE- IM FROM EUROPE, FINLAND. ILL TEST OUT THE ONES I HAVE GOTTEN SO FAR THX

[cheeseakaironbird]

Porcelain doll

[thematrix-theuniverseofdoctorwho]

Paul McGann As The Eighth Doctor “Doctor Who - Night Of The Doctor”

[theangelshavethephonebox]

So there's this section of vampire science where the doctor is walking into an obvious trap, dead of night, being circled by those infamous symbols of homosexuality and otherness: vampires. His mortal enemies. Full of bravado, not a care in the world, about to negotiate a tense hostage situation... And then the vampires start stripping him of his clothes. Slowly. Piece by piece, later by layer. For a good couple pages. And. Yeah.