phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess:

geronimoallonsy:

maddiefelldowntherabbithole:

im-thequeen-of-okay:

yellowcrayon:

consultant-ninja-from-gallifrey:

watercolor-expectations:

laceandlaudanum:

fallingdownsyndrome:

one-to-tennant:

lazoey:

#I imagine that every year on her birthday, Jack shows up at Donna’s door, announcing himself as a hug-o-gram sent by a mysterious admirer

That tag wins all the awards, in the history of ever.

#Jack totally keeps an eye out on all the Doctor’s companions throughout space and time #Uses Torchwood to keep tabs on everyone #even the ones he didn’t travel with #so he knows exactly when Sarah Jane needs flowers from a secret admirer most #Or where to send an anonymous gift for Donna’s wedding #Gives little Amelia the supplies to make her Raggedy Doctor dolls #He’s practically running a support group for former companions of the Doctor #They just don’t realize it.

headcanon accepted 

HEADCANON ACCEPTED.

HEADCANON ACCENPTED

HEADCANON FUCKING ACCEPTED.

HEADCANON COMPLETELY ACCEPTED.

forever reblog

…put in a good word for Rory at his new nursing job… made sure both the ‘Ponds’ were comfortable to the end of their days… helped River get her book published…

I utterly accept this.

Ianto steps into Jack’s office. “Jack, why are we sending a package of cookies to Leadworth?”

Jack didn’t say they were her favorites and she’d just failed a math test. “Did the shipment not go through?”

“No, I made sure they got there.” Ianto held up a file. “You’ve sent things to her before. And other places. London…”

Jack shook his head. “Don’t worry about it.”

Ianto knew his ‘drop it’ tone of voice. He started to walk away, but Jack reached for the file. Ianto handed it over. Not like he didn’t have other copies.