If you watch movies or TV shows (and I assume you do, because come on, who doesn’t) you’ve probably heard, even if only vaguely, about the thing.
About ships, canons, AUs.
And it either scares you because we all sound like angry, obsessed with boats and missiles, pirates, or you’re one of us and you breathe fandom erry day erry night.
Fandom is a thing. That exist. It’s not a sect, it’s not a disease. Educate your moms, educate your non-fandom friends. All the moms and non-fandom friends of ours: this one’s for you. See what it’s all about and why are we so emotional towards our computers sometimes (we all know you were getting worried…)
first there were the daleks. and then there was a man who fought them. and then in time he died. there are a few, of course, who believe this man somehow survived and that one day he will return. for both our sakes, dearest hannah, we must hope these stories are true.
Wholock AU: The Doctor tries to solve the mystery of Sherlock Holmes, the detective who keeps dying.
AU - Tom Hiddleston is a grown up Stormageddon
YES. I WANT THIS
Doctor Who: P.S. - by Chris Chibnall (the scene that was never shot)
This is the difficult bit. If I got this right, you’re reading this letter a week after we left in the TARDIS. The thing is: we’re not coming back. We’re alive and well and stuck in New York, 50 years before I was born. We can’t come home again, I won’t ever see you again and that breaks my heart.
I’m so sorry, Dad. I thought about this for years and I realised there was one thing that I could do, I could write you, tell you everything about how we lived, about how, despite it all, we were happy. But before I do, I need you to know…
you are the best dad any son could have had.
And for all the times I drove you mad and you drove me mad, all the times I snapped at you… I’m sorry. I miss everything about you, especially our awkward hugs.
I bought a trough, we have a small yard, a garden. But one more important bit of business, the man who delivered the letter, Anthony. Be nice to him…
because he’s your grandson.
We finally adopted in 1946: Anthony Brian Williams. He can tell you everything, he’ll have the family albums and I realise having a grandson who’s older than you is so far beyond weird.
But I’m sorry. I love you, Dad. I miss you.