Dear Doctor Who fandom, stop saying every incredible piece of Doctor Who fan art or arts and craft has “the wrong Doctor.” They can’t all be Colin Baker.
The Doctor has an omnitool now. Run. Run for your lives.
Oh God, Matt Smith… Let Me Love You
My ovaries just exploded. I don’t even have ovaries. This made me actually GROW ovaries and then make them explode. Sorry, Tennant. He’s the Doctor.
Here’s a picture of Matt Smith hugging a unicorn. All your problems today are now irrelevant. Life is beautiful.
The Eleventh Doctor’s new look. Even more college professor than before.
There’s probably some fan fiction to go along with this. If there isn’t, I fear there soon will be…
I’m a puppet now. Puppets are cool.
Is it Doctor Who time yet?
Pee happily!
Additional proof that Matt Smith is pretty much full of win and awesome.
Here is his autograph in the TARDIS-shaped bathroom at the Way Station, a New York bar with a bit of nerdy flair. He just popped in recently because he wanted to see just how cool this was. Because it IS cool.
