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PlaidHappiness

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    Anonymous asked: Can you stop with the Moffat hate? There's no need for that to be within the Doctor Who community. I understand it's your opinion and you have a right to say it but think about the people you hurt by your opinions. Steven Moffat was bullied off of twitter because of hatred like that. It causes exclusion within the Whovian Community. That negativity doesn't belong in the Doctor Who community and the Doctor wouldn't be very impressed with the way you and others have been acting.


    Answer:

    You’re right. I am entitled to my own opinions, and if your opinion is to enjoy an overly complicated story that feels nothing like Doctor Who and then lecture me on whether or not the Doctor would be impressed with me, then there is nothing more to say. Agree to disagree and continue watching the next season. I on the other hand will wait patiently until Moffat is off Doctor Who.

    — 2 days ago with 2 notes
    #Doctor Who  #Steven Moffat 

    girlprince:

    just went through the steven moffat tag 

    and it looks like a shitton of people are delusional when it comes to his sexism.

    Moffat is a horrible writer and person.

    — 2 days ago with 2 notes
    #steven moffat  #doctor who 
    Doctor Who: Matt Smith replacement could be announced next month →

    tardismonkey:

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    THEY SAID A WOMAN ISN’T RULED OUT! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! :3

    (via plaidinsanity)

    — 2 weeks ago with 237 notes
    #Doctor Who  #Twelfth Doctor 
    I don’t know why…

    But every time I see any screen caps of Eleven I fill with rage.

    I think there is something wrong with me.

    If I see Amy Pond…

    Rage.

    Oswin?

    Rage.

    Moffat?

    UBER RAGE.

    Then I see Ten and I smile.

    Or Nine and I REALLY smile :3

    — 5 months ago with 4 notes
    #Doctor Who  #Rage  #Rant 
    
#Can you imagine if one day you’re just casually passing by your living room window when you see a familiar figure outside with a long coat and converse shoes #and your heart stops for a second as if deciding whether you finally died, but you’re alive, and so you wait for the vision to slip back into your subconscious #but it doesn’t.
#He begins to walk away and your book drops from your hand, falling open and wrinkling its pages while your legs bolt towards the front door #but by the time you fumble onto the steps all you can see is a faint outline of an old police telephone box and the distancing sound of waking dreams. #You can’t help but yell out “DOCTOR!” but it’s as noticeable as the last glimmer of the TARDIS bulb.
#Then you find that somehow the sun as gone down and that you’ve been standing on the sidewalk all afternoon, you also realize that neighbors are staring out their windows. #When you finally get inside you run into the living room and look out the window but it’s all dark now. #You step back and your heel hits something, the book, it’s still on the floor #Picking it up you look at it’s creased pages, refusing to unfold them. #An unexpected bookmark for the day you saw The Doctor.
#Ah but as you pick up the page, you notice something between the pages of the book. # A small key, left behind by someone or something to let you know he is still out there. #You breath in and glance back at the window into the night, listening for anything that might have placed that key in your book. #Nothing comes to your ears. #You clench the key in your fist and turn around, ready to head to bed and wishing that your dream was actually reality. 
#That would be when the noise sounded up. #The moment when all hope was gone, you hear the sound again. #The whooshing grinding noise that brings hope back to life. #You look over your shoulder into the gloom, # seeing a faint light pierce the dark. #A blue box. #One that is bigger on the inside.# A head pops out of it and looks at you as you stare at the window.
#”Still want to come along?”

chills…

    #Can you imagine if one day you’re just casually passing by your living room window when you see a familiar figure outside with a long coat and converse shoes #and your heart stops for a second as if deciding whether you finally died, but you’re alive, and so you wait for the vision to slip back into your subconscious #but it doesn’t.

    #He begins to walk away and your book drops from your hand, falling open and wrinkling its pages while your legs bolt towards the front door #but by the time you fumble onto the steps all you can see is a faint outline of an old police telephone box and the distancing sound of waking dreams. #You can’t help but yell out “DOCTOR!” but it’s as noticeable as the last glimmer of the TARDIS bulb.

    #Then you find that somehow the sun as gone down and that you’ve been standing on the sidewalk all afternoon, you also realize that neighbors are staring out their windows. #When you finally get inside you run into the living room and look out the window but it’s all dark now. #You step back and your heel hits something, the book, it’s still on the floor #Picking it up you look at it’s creased pages, refusing to unfold them. #An unexpected bookmark for the day you saw The Doctor.

    #Ah but as you pick up the page, you notice something between the pages of the book. # A small key, left behind by someone or something to let you know he is still out there. #You breath in and glance back at the window into the night, listening for anything that might have placed that key in your book. #Nothing comes to your ears. #You clench the key in your fist and turn around, ready to head to bed and wishing that your dream was actually reality.

    #That would be when the noise sounded up. #The moment when all hope was gone, you hear the sound again. #The whooshing grinding noise that brings hope back to life. #You look over your shoulder into the gloom, # seeing a faint light pierce the dark. #A blue box. #One that is bigger on the inside.# A head pops out of it and looks at you as you stare at the window.

    #”Still want to come along?”

    chills…

    (Source: benedctsbafta, via kitroku)

    — 9 months ago with 62229 notes
    #Doctor Who 
    midnightrainbow:

fr0mchildh00dshour:

thetenthdoctorrose:

mycroftings:

#DON’T FUCK WITH ME POSTER

NO. DON’T YOU DARE. THIS IS FALSE FALSE FALSE. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATT OH MY GOD

Words …..omfg

DONT FUCK WITH MY EMOTIONS

    midnightrainbow:

    fr0mchildh00dshour:

    thetenthdoctorrose:

    mycroftings:

    #DON’T FUCK WITH ME POSTER

    NO. DON’T YOU DARE. THIS IS FALSE FALSE FALSE. WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATT OH MY GOD

    Words …..omfg

    DONT FUCK WITH MY EMOTIONS

    (Source: drsong)

    — 1 year ago with 17245 notes
    #eccleston  #ninth doctor  #doctor who  #50th Anniversary 

    nolitevastare:

    76totterslane:

    gettibucket:

    ayries:

    matteleven:

    Some more cosplay photos from the same day we did the night terror shoot. Hope you’re not getting bored and that you like these photos. :)

    “oh hey new series seven phot- wait what”

    Pretty damn convincing! And I spent twenty minutes staring at a poster of him in the Lit department earlier so I’m doubly impressed!

    Until I saw the word “cosplay” I literally thought these were just photos of Matt Smith. Holy crap.

    Holy well done cosplay, Batman!

    I honestly thought this was Matt Smith’s new costume…

    (via allrightcallmefred)

    — 1 year ago with 3635 notes
    #cosplay  #doing it right  #doctor who  #eleventh doctor