catrasdad:

shorthalt:

catrasdad:

what if jack isnt actually the face of boe and he was just fucking with the doctor. like jack still KNOWS the face of boe so those two teamed up to fuck with the doctor and be like ‘yeah im jack and jack is me we are one and the same’ and jack is just behind that jar losing his mind

shut Up

the face of boe: doctor….you and i……are………old friends……

jack, giggling into a walkie talkie: yeah yeah. now tell him……tell him you remember ‘cardiff’. and, uh, the ‘bad wolf corporation’. 

two weeks later

the face of boe, psychically: and tell him youre from the boeshane peninsula. that you were, uh, the mascot.

jack, with a straight face: the face of boe, they called me.

arthurpendragan:

_{a thousand years time, you won’t remember me. yes, i will. i promise, i will… ianto. ianto? don’t go. don’t leave me. please. please, don’t.}

timelordinaustralia:

That certain night, the night we met, there was magic abroad in the air, there were angels dining at the Ritz, and a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square.

somersbygirl:

Jack and Ianto. A date at a zoo from Pack Animals 

Another redrawing of my old fanart :D

doktorwhomst:

there they are………those janto boys…..

cozsheep:

Some more gratuitous Janto? Ok.

somersbygirl:

Capture Myfanwy!