I like to imagine this is exactly how he looked when he was telling Mary she was pregnant

this is the first time in years that tumblr has felt organic. No I will not elaborate 

For years Tumblr has been putting on airs, like a lady who’s risen above her station and fastidiously cut ties with her roots. But today, in the face of this perfect fucking storm, the pretense of dignity is gone. Now our fine hat bought with our husband’s money is in the mud and we’re fist fighting Maud who we used to run cons with in the middle of the road.

Doctor Who ◦ The Doctor Dances | The Thick of It ◦ Season 1 Ep 2

Distracted

(improved version of an old gifset that was purged by tumblr)

Han: I can’t believe I’m going to have to shag him #well… you don’t *have* to #Han: No I’m gonna (accurate tags by @lostinfic )

Oh the things he does for love.

“Hearing a ‘click,’ he looked over to her. “What?”” — This picture was inspired by the drabble “Filters”. @hanluvr wrote it for me as a birthday fic. Thank you again!!! Yes, this is the craziest picture I ever made, haha. :D — Fic on ao3 Picture on deviant art

Terror of the Autons

Even Worse Fanfic Prompts

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Stranger danger, Rose!

It knows everything! Fanfiction Overload by Rose–Nebula

trying to pitch The Leftovers to my friend via meme, pt. 2

the immediate bff energy they radiated

Triple Dog Dare

Ten finds himself in a bit of an amusing predicament. For @doctorroseprompts 31 Days of Ficmas prompt “earmuffs.” I came across some artwork of Ten with his tongue stuck to a pole in the cold and this happened. Absolutely crackfic. I need to be writing other things, by the way, but this is where my brain went.

Read on AO3 and Teaspoon (pending)

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The kettle was just about to boil when Rose burst into the flat, bundled up in her parka and earmuffs, her nose red from the cold. “I need some warm water!” she blurted. Dashing to the sink, Rose grabbed a soup bowl and turned on the faucet.

“Blimey, Rose, the kettle’s just about to boil, use that! And that bowl’s not washed yet…”

“Kettle’s too hot.” She half-filled the bowl.

Jackie intercepted her daughter as turned to leave. “What are you doin’? Wait. It’s himself, ain’t it? What did he do?”

Rose opened her mouth to answer, but burst out laughing before she could speak. She shook her head and ran out of the room. Jackie heard the front door slam.

“Well, if you think I’m just gonna sit here and wait for you to tell me what happened, you got another thing comin.” She dashed after her daughter.

Jackie realized she’d forgotten her coat in her haste to know what they’d gotten up to, but she was too intrigued to return to the flat. She only hoped she wasn’t running into some alien invasion.

When she caught up with Rose, she realized it was a ridiculous alien causing all the hullabaloo, without an invasion. She could barely believe what she was seeing.

“Just hold still…” Rose was saying to the Doctor, whose hair was standing up even more than usual. His hands were gesticulating wildly. But that was the only part of him moving, as he seemed to have gotten himself into a bit of trouble in his own inimitable way.

His tongue was stuck to a metal pole. “Bloody hell, he’s like that kid in that Christmas Story movie!” Jackie burst out.

“Woth...juth poe it… poe it!” He was shouting orders, as best he could, at Rose, who looked back at Jackie, shaking with helpless laughter. More people were wandering out into the courtyard. The Doctor groaned.

“Hang on just a mo,” Rose gasped, still shaking with laughter, but trying to keep the water in the bowl. She poured it onto where the Doctor was joined to the pole, then he winced and gently pulled away. Within seconds he was free. “Are you okay?”

“Yeth,” he grumbled.

Rose addressed the small crowd, “Okay, show’s over.”

They heard a voice call out, “I triple dog dare ya!” as the group dispersed. They also heard some mumbling about “Rose’s weirdo boyfriend.”

“Not a word, Jackie,” the Doctor warned.

“I’m only sorry I didn’t grab my camera,” Jackie commented, earning a glare from the alien and a chuckle from her daughter. “Why didja do that? Or should I ask?”

“For the record, I told him not to,” Rose piped up.

“It caught my attention becauth it’s unfamiliar...” he started. He stuck out his tongue, wiggling it around. Rose linked arms with him, hiding her smirk against his coat.

“The electric company installed it Tuesday,” Jackie told him as they walked toward the stairs.

“...And it looked like Androxanian praxis metal, very dangerous and could be used to summon an alien invasion force. I was merely checking!” The Doctor grimaced and stuck out his tongue again, speaking around it. “It hurths. Doth it wook weird?”

“Looks normal to me, Doctor,” Rose said, trying hard not to smile.

“You had to check it with your tongue?” Jackie screeched.

“Mum, why don’tcha attract a little more attention,” Rose grumbled.

The Doctor haughtily informed her, “I can analyze substances with my superior taste buds. And sometimes, time is of the essence, so I can’t always rely on technology.”

Jackie rolled her eyes.

“And he just likes to lick things,” Rose added.

“Don’t hear you complainin’,” the Doctor mumbled in Rose’s ear. She gasped at him and lightly smacked his shoulder.

Jackie opened the door with a glance back at her daughter and her barmy alien boyfriend. “I heard that, you plum. You might have superior taste buds, but you better not be usin’ ‘em on my daughter in my flat.”

"We're not like that," Rose sputtered, though her cheeks turned as red as her cold nose.

"Yeah, so you keep saying," Jackie shot back with a knowing wink as Rose and the Doctor linked hands. Jackie heard no protests from the barmy alien boyfriend. She reckoned either his tongue hurt too much to argue (quite unlikely) or somehow he’d learned it was best not to say a word. Even if he’d been triple-dog dared

Basically my thought process was "what if the Dalek in the underground bunker was one of the Humanized Daleks from Evil of the Daleks" et voila

(the second two take place after they all escaped)