trust-me-im-with-the-doctor:

Donna and Ten have the funniest relathionship.

theambiguoushero: ollietheotter: recallthename: silverlightandshadow: madman-with-a-laptop: silencingthedrums: “Hello?  Master?  Yeah, this is the Doctor.  Could you… maybe, could you come over to the TARDIS tonight?  And bring Mean Girls with you?  And pick up some more Ben & Jerry’s on the way?  No, of course my latest Companion didn’t break up with me.  Why would you say that?  Maybe I just want to watch Mean Girls and eat Ben & Jerry’s, ok.” “I love this movie, don’t you?  It’s just so… it teaches you things.  About life.  And high school.  And fashion.” The Master grimaced and made another grab for the half-empty bottle of Jameson clutched in the Doctor’s right hand, hoping the movie would distract him.  The Doctor dodged him again, dripping a bit of melty Cherry Garcia over the Master’s sleeve, managing not to miss even a second if Mean Girls in the process. “Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” he asked, pausing in his attempts to salvage the evening to lick the spill off his cuff. “No,” the Doctor pouted.  “‘S not even half empty.  See?  Still got a lot left.  Need something to drink for The Lion King, don’t I?” “Then at least give me the ice cream before you ruin this couch,” the Master said, reaching cautiously for the soggy container.  “It’s not even ice cream anymore, look - it’s soup.” “Oh my god, Master.”  The Doctor leaned away from him, keeping his booze and sweets away from his companion’s flailing (and short) reach.  “You can’t just call people soup.” “The next wretched human Companion you take on, I’m going to sew you two together,” the Master grumbled, scooting back to his end of the couch and folding his arms in irritation.  “Or drug them when they try and leave, or something.  This happens every time.” The Doctor’s lower lip trembled, and the Master realized he’d made a grievous mistake. “Y-you know,” he said, voice shaky with emotion, “Rose Tyler… Rose Tyler loved drugs.” Oh, it was going to be a long night. I’m just going to leave this here. ROSE TYLER LOVED DRUGS. Favorite thing ever : y/n Seriously, THIS WINS THE INTERNET. THIS IS THE BEST. I can’t even look, the awesome is shining so brightly.

theambiguoushero:

ollietheotter:

recallthename:

silverlightandshadow:

madman-with-a-laptop:

silencingthedrums:

“Hello?  Master?  Yeah, this is the Doctor.  Could you… maybe, could you come over to the TARDIS tonight?  And bring Mean Girls with you?  And pick up some more Ben & Jerry’s on the way?  No, of course my latest Companion didn’t break up with me.  Why would you say that?  Maybe I just want to watch Mean Girls and eat Ben & Jerry’s, ok.”

“I love this movie, don’t you?  It’s just so… it teaches you things.  About life.  And high school.  And fashion.”

The Master grimaced and made another grab for the half-empty bottle of Jameson clutched in the Doctor’s right hand, hoping the movie would distract him.  The Doctor dodged him again, dripping a bit of melty Cherry Garcia over the Master’s sleeve, managing not to miss even a second if Mean Girls in the process.

“Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” he asked, pausing in his attempts to salvage the evening to lick the spill off his cuff.

“No,” the Doctor pouted.  “‘S not even half empty.  See?  Still got a lot left.  Need something to drink for The Lion King, don’t I?”

“Then at least give me the ice cream before you ruin this couch,” the Master said, reaching cautiously for the soggy container.  “It’s not even ice cream anymore, look - it’s soup.”

“Oh my god, Master.”  The Doctor leaned away from him, keeping his booze and sweets away from his companion’s flailing (and short) reach.  “You can’t just call people soup.”

“The next wretched human Companion you take on, I’m going to sew you two together,” the Master grumbled, scooting back to his end of the couch and folding his arms in irritation.  “Or drug them when they try and leave, or something.  This happens every time.”

The Doctor’s lower lip trembled, and the Master realized he’d made a grievous mistake.

“Y-you know,” he said, voice shaky with emotion, “Rose Tyler… Rose Tyler loved drugs.”

Oh, it was going to be a long night.

I’m just going to leave this here.

ROSE TYLER LOVED DRUGS.

Favorite thing ever : y/n

Seriously, THIS WINS THE INTERNET.

THIS IS THE BEST.

I can’t even look, the awesome is shining so brightly.

janisnotbritish:

poco-loki:

an apple

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a day

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keeps the doctor 

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away

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but if 

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the doctor

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is cute

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screw

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the

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fruit

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and the doctor

powerofvoodoo: Hugh Dancy for Modern Luxury Magazines, April 1, 2012 i think he’s an actual fucking disney prince

powerofvoodoo:

Hugh Dancy for Modern Luxury Magazines, April 1, 2012

i think he’s an actual fucking disney prince

bookwormstache:

HanLock AU: Closing In

└ Sherlock Holmes assists Will Graham on catching a cannibal.

RUN SHERLOCK 

steampoweredmindpalace:

dasvidaniyabitches:

The very best of Yahoo Answers.

THE SONG IS SCARY MONSTERS AND NICE SPRITES BY SKRILLEX, I REALLY HOPE THEY GOT THEIR ANSWER

greenspies:

They never had a roof and four walls but they were never in fact homeless

paintdoktahwho:

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH (but seriously i respect everyone’s opinions and if this blog isn’t for you then that’s totally fine because different people like different things) HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I’ve got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match, what a catch.

jlwchambers:

dayglobetty:

This gif set will never get old, ever.

I have completely forgotten, like many other people, what most of these lines actually are.

What on earth is “Fuck bitches.”?! Nobody knows.

They’ve been lost…like tears in the rain.

gloriouspondchester:

hannibros:

baruchsbalthamos:

FIRST PROMO IMAGE OF THE 12TH DOCTOR LEAKED

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Dwayne the Doc Johnson

#IM SORRY BUT HE LOOKS LIKE A SONTARAN

thewicked-eternity