#arkytiorforeman

it honestly warms my heart to see you guys on my dash, year after year, blog after blog... You’re some of my oldest friends on this website and I love you sooooooo much <3

“Tea?” he said, offering Susan a still-steaming mug alongside a lopsided smile. He’d been hovering for a moment, debating whether to interrupt her reading or not, but it never did anyone any good to let a good cuppa go cold.

u shushies 

“You aren’t fooling me.”

my most precious & treasured headcanon is that the first time some human asked the doctor what his gender was (”you’re an alien, you even got those?”) he very confidently replied “type 45, currently a police box”

“Have you seen m’ sonic anywhere? Think I’ve lost it.” The Doctor frowned, looking over at his grandchild. Maybe he really was getting old, if he was misplacing such important things. “Could have sworn I left it on the console earlier.”

“Look, I know- I know I should’ve called. Or texted. Or some- some other form of communication as there are quite literally hundreds that exist across the cosmos so there’s really no excuse at all but erm...” he trails off, running a hand through already more-disheveled-than-normal hair. “Y-yeah. No excuse. ‘m sorry.”

“Well, the library might be the coziest place for a cuppa, but the best is right here. You can get any view in the universe outside these doors, after all.”