the-riversong:

I had this friend once. She called me spaceman.

big-finish-sketches:

IT’S HAPPENING IT’S REALLY HERE BIG FINISH HAS RELEASED A DONNA NOBLE EPISODE THIS IS NOT A DRILL

big-finish-sketches:

IT’S HAPPENING IT’S REALLY HERE BIG FINISH HAS RELEASED A DONNA NOBLE EPISODE THIS IS NOT A DRILL

something-on-your-back:

Can I just…

lennat:

I loved their friendship.

nilamarthiel:

Donna hasn’t been on my blog in a while either and this, too, is unacceptable.

nilamarthiel:

Donna hasn’t been on my blog in a while either and this, too, is unacceptable.

donnanobilis: sometimes i think what if nine and donna

doctorwho:

donnanobilis:

sometimes i think what if nine and donna

nothing would ever get done omg

bitey-mad-lady:

nevillelongbadass:

bartyjoonyah:

angsturbatecate:

that awkward moment when some ginger lady who’s known you for like an hour sees right through your bullshit.

Oh Donna… ;___;

Can we talk about Donna for a minute?
NO WE CAN’T. WE CAN SIT IN A FIVE MINUTE SILENCE AND THINK ABOUT HOW AWESOME SHE WAS. BECAUSE WORDS. DO NOT DESCRIBE. 

a few more THIS’s because THIS

"A man is the sum of his memories. A Time Lord, even more so."

fiveroundsrapid:

TL;DR feelings post ahoy! Tori, you may not want to read this as it gets into some of my issues with Ten/RTD toward the end, so.

So since I subconsciously got my feelings about Jamie and Zoe all over my post about Donna, this is a proper feelings post about all three of them.

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Complete, and utter, agreement.

"That ending is devastating. I hope it’s never forgotten. I hope people cry for years. In 70 years’ time, kids watching it now will in old folks’ homes saying, ‘Oh why couldn’t Donna Noble have remembered just one thing?!" - RTD

mofftiemnao:

soul-in-the-starlight:

whoaddiction:

Oh Rusty, you have no idea.

No idea how much I detest what you did in Journey’s end.

But what hurts even more, is that cockamamie BULLSHIT ending you gave Donna in the End of Time Part 2.

When I’m in my old folk’s home, I will still be calling you some very rude names because of that. :|

Blog gets all angrysad about what happened to Donna. DOCTOR STOLE HER FUCKING BRAIN. Blog glad RTD gone so maybe companions can have ending of happy again where nice things happen to them in their faces and they are not TRAGICALLY TORN AWAY or HEARTLESSLY MADE TO LEAVE.

BUT WAIT, Moffat is bastard as well.

SHIT.

STOLE HER FUCKING BRAIN, and against her will. It still pisses me off. He didn’t just erase the memories of travelling with the Doctor, he took away her self-esteem, her knowledge of how awesome she is. She went back to being shouty and shallow. And then in the End of Time we get a cheap trick. Grrr.

cheesybakeoven:

That’s right, Doctor, you’d better look concerned.

‘Cause I’mma be creeping up in your TARDIS, snatching away your Donna so I can love her forever and we could have snarky ginger space babies and Wilf could come live with us because he’s the best grandpa ever and because Sylvia’s a mean bitch and doesn’t deserve either of them.

And everything will be gay lesbionic and nothing will hurt.

MY DONNA. :P

OH. Can I be your feisty sidekick??

cybermanhugger:

bartyjoonyah:

candyred:

sweetsyren:

virginiachance:

#Donna Noble is ready. She knows what it means to be a companion, she knows what life will be like. She’s seen the beautiful and terrible things that the make up the Doctor’s life. And she’s still packed her bags and keeps her trunk permanently filled with luggage so that if ever she meets the Doctor, she’ll be ready. She is permanently in a state of readiness. She is hopeful and excited. She is off to do amazing things.#And then she is off to her death, and she is ready to face that too. She is beautiful and tragic and hopeful but she is Donna Noble, and even though she never met the Doctor, she still is ready for the life that she can have with him. She has no idea what’s to come, no idea really what she has to do, but she is ready. She is endlessly brave and endlessly hopeful and endlessly ready 

This comment is precisely why her ending was so tragic.
And no, I’m still not over it

I lead a Donna Noble appreciation existence.



Oh Donna….. She needs to come back. I want her to get one last chance. I know she can’t but that doesn’t stop me from wanting it.

YES. Her ending bothered me more than any other companion thus far. I thought her ending was just.. cruel. Take away her memories of the Doctor, but don’t take away the self-esteem she gained by traveling with him. RTD basically just put her back where she started, which was a very crappy place, moreso than any other companion I’ve met so far. URGH.
That gif is breaking my heart :(

cybermanhugger:

bartyjoonyah:

candyred:

sweetsyren:

virginiachance:

#Donna Noble is ready. She knows what it means to be a companion, she knows what life will be like. She’s seen the beautiful and terrible things that the make up the Doctor’s life. And she’s still packed her bags and keeps her trunk permanently filled with luggage so that if ever she meets the Doctor, she’ll be ready. She is permanently in a state of readiness. She is hopeful and excited. She is off to do amazing things.#And then she is off to her death, and she is ready to face that too. She is beautiful and tragic and hopeful but she is Donna Noble, and even though she never met the Doctor, she still is ready for the life that she can have with him. She has no idea what’s to come, no idea really what she has to do, but she is ready. She is endlessly brave and endlessly hopeful and endlessly ready 

This comment is precisely why her ending was so tragic.

And no, I’m still not over it

I lead a Donna Noble appreciation existence.

Oh Donna….. She needs to come back. I want her to get one last chance. I know she can’t but that doesn’t stop me from wanting it.

YES. Her ending bothered me more than any other companion thus far. I thought her ending was just.. cruel. Take away her memories of the Doctor, but don’t take away the self-esteem she gained by traveling with him. RTD basically just put her back where she started, which was a very crappy place, moreso than any other companion I’ve met so far. URGH.

That gif is breaking my heart :(

bitey-mad-lady:

chatterboxrose:

the-devil:

Changed.
She can’t quite put her finger on it, but something had changed. Something about her. She had this nagging idea stuck in her head that she hadn’t— hadn’t always been like this. That somewhere, somehow, she’d been different.
It wasn’t just her, either; other people noticed as well. “Donna, love, why so much blue?” a casual friend asked. “Didn’t you used to love purple? Where’d all this blue come from?”
“Oh, you know, felt like a change,” she said, and laughed it off. But she didn’t have a real answer for the blue. She would find herself unconsciously picking up blue things: blue pens, blue coats, blue dresses, blue necklaces. She’d even painted her room blue when they redid the upstairs. Something about blue— it tugged at something in the back of her mind. 
In the office, it was a source of teasing. Everyone knew which memos Donna had signed off on; always blue. Always. And when the new floor supervisor reminded her that black was the preferred color, she stuck to her guns and kept the blue. But she couldn’t say why, not really. It just felt right. Blue.
At night, she’d have dreams in blue. She could never recall what happened in them; they seemed awfully exciting, with lots of running, and always blue. And she knew, she knew something was misaligned, off-center, canted, wrong. Something had been at the center of her life, and then left, and taken a whole chunk of her Donnaness with it. And it had left behind blue. Just blue.

Beautiful. 

Crying.

Russell ;_; sometimes I hate you ngl
(but this is gorgeous. can we have badass!Donna back? if not in the TARDIS then somewhere in her own life being badass, not just “making do”?)

bitey-mad-lady:

chatterboxrose:

the-devil:

Changed.

She can’t quite put her finger on it, but something had changed. Something about her. She had this nagging idea stuck in her head that she hadn’t— hadn’t always been like this. That somewhere, somehow, she’d been different.

It wasn’t just her, either; other people noticed as well. “Donna, love, why so much blue?” a casual friend asked. “Didn’t you used to love purple? Where’d all this blue come from?”

“Oh, you know, felt like a change,” she said, and laughed it off. But she didn’t have a real answer for the blue. She would find herself unconsciously picking up blue things: blue pens, blue coats, blue dresses, blue necklaces. She’d even painted her room blue when they redid the upstairs. Something about blue— it tugged at something in the back of her mind. 

In the office, it was a source of teasing. Everyone knew which memos Donna had signed off on; always blue. Always. And when the new floor supervisor reminded her that black was the preferred color, she stuck to her guns and kept the blue. But she couldn’t say why, not really. It just felt right. Blue.

At night, she’d have dreams in blue. She could never recall what happened in them; they seemed awfully exciting, with lots of running, and always blue. And she knew, she knew something was misaligned, off-center, canted, wrong. Something had been at the center of her life, and then left, and taken a whole chunk of her Donnaness with it. And it had left behind blue. Just blue.

Beautiful. 

Crying.

Russell ;_; sometimes I hate you ngl

(but this is gorgeous. can we have badass!Donna back? if not in the TARDIS then somewhere in her own life being badass, not just “making do”?)


Donna: Why me?Doctor: ‘Cause you’re special.Donna: I keep telling you, I’m not.Doctor: No, but you are. Oh, you really don’t believe that, do you? I can see, Donna, what you’re thinking. All that attitude, all that lip, ‘cause all this time you think you’re not worth it.Donna: Stop it!Doctor: Shouting at the world ‘cause no-one’s listening. Well, why should they?Donna: Doctor… stop it.

Donna: Why me?
Doctor: ‘Cause you’re special.
Donna: I keep telling you, I’m not.
Doctor: No, but you are. Oh, you really don’t believe that, do you? I can see, Donna, what you’re thinking. All that attitude, all that lip, ‘cause all this time you think you’re not worth it.
Donna: Stop it!
Doctor: Shouting at the world ‘cause no-one’s listening. Well, why should they?
Donna: Doctor… stop it.