The only bad thing about tumblr.
TWELVE Masters drumming…
ELEVEN Daleks plotting…
TEN Jacks a-leaping…
NINE drunk Docs dancing…
EIGHT Wilfs out Wilf-ing…
SEVEN Ood a-singing…
SIX Moffats slaying…
FIVE HUNDRED MIIIILLLEES!!!
FOUR calls from Rose…
THREE allons-y’s…
TOO many ships…
AND SO MANY SEXY PEOPLE IN ONE SHOW!
There, I fixed it. ((Number 5))
(via doctorwho)
And… I’ve never forgotten you.
http://fuckyeahelevenrose.tumblr.com/
Because this needs to happen.
Are you sure, Doctor? Because it seems like you have…
(via cuddlefeyrac)
(via pesternomiarchive)
Oh, Tumblr. I have had A Day. Which culminated in A Week. A Week which I am certainly glad to see end.
So here’s Fivey shooting the everliving daylights out of the Cyberleader in Earthshock.
Because reasons.
“The Doctor’s a pacifist so 11 shouldn’t approve of guns” whines some of the fandom.
“Oh really?” I say as I reblog this.
(via crime-of-the-century)
#what if the doctor is saying a whole bunch of different words in gallifreyan here #and they’re all just translating into physics because our puny human language doesn’t pick up on the subtleties #what if that’s what he really means when he says he hopes they’re getting all that down #secrets of time and space courtesy of the last of the time lords #what if
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