corseque:

(Doctor Who) - Robert Carlyle as the Doctor

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stealatimelord:

This is a seriously wonderful gif set.

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its-stopped:

lovesomehate:

 #NINE IS NOT WEARING A JACKET #IT IS LIKE HE IS NAKED

#NINE PLEASE COVER UP #MAYBE THAT’S OKAY ON GALLIFREY #BUT HERE ON EARTH WE HAVE SOME DECENCY #YOU DIRTY DOCTOR

#AAAHHHH #NINE #YOU CAN’T WALK AROUND NAKED LIKE THAT #THERE ARE CHILDREN NEARBY

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tumblebuggie:

Donna will always be my favourite.

the companion who couldn’t stay and the doctor who didn’t want to go :(

>part II of this series

So Rufeepeach and I collaborated

amuseoffyre:

The result is this:

A Drunk Madman in a Box
Rating: PG-ish for swears.
Summary: Wherein Bae and Belle are companions to a slightly tipsy Doctor.
Notes: I WANT THIS TO HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE. NOW. THIS NEEDS TO BE A SHOW.

this is actually perfect and you two should feel good about yourselves

also yes this needs to be a show

amuseoffyre:

rufeepeach:

amuseoffyre:

… I want to see a grumpy, slightly drunk Carlyle!Doctor plz. Especially if he uses his own accent and calls his companion (some tough, strong-willed brunette creature who is far too smart and independent) “lass”.

I want Carlyle!Doctor to be halfway to drunk off his ass most of the time, and his companion to just roll her eyes and do most of the work. Then he shows up, verbally bitchslaps the bad guys, and saves the day in five minutes right at the end.

And I want his companion to be all like ‘I had it under control’ and him to just laugh at her and drink more whiskey. (and can his companion be Belle, pretty please?)

Belle and Bae ;) Both of them regularly picking him off the floor. And sod…

“You let him near the alcohol again!” Belle snapped, hoisting the Doctor’s arm over her shoulder.
“How was I meant to know?” Bae demanded, ducking from a trailing wire. “I don’t read Sontaran, Miss Bookworm. No one told me that they like getting pissed as well.”
“Not pissed!” The Doctor lifted his head. “Testing! Testing dangerous substances.”
“Testing?” Bae echoed doubtfully. “By drinking them?”
“Yes,” Belle snapped, pulling them into a side corridor. “Testing every bottle to make sure which one had the highest alcohol content, I’m sure.”
The Doctor gave her a reproachful look. “Och, that’s no’ true,” he said, pushing himself upright and straightening his jacket. He dusted himself down and spread his hands. “See. Fine. Standing up and everything, lass.”
She poked him in the chest and he swayed back, then fell and landed on his backside on the gridding. “Fine?” she inquired, raising an eyebrow.
The Doctor put his hands on his hips, where he was sitting. “Aye,” he said firmly. “An’ I rerouted the power to the whatchamacallits in the thingie, so the pull-down-stuff will change in’a body of the ship. And they’ll all be too heavy an’ sit down on their arses an’ all.”
Belle stared at him. “You fiddled with the gravity?”
He wagged a finger at her. “Aye. That’s the ‘hing.”
“While we’re still on the ship?”
He blinked at her. “Ah. Right. Didnae think about that bit…”
“Bae,” Belle said, leaning down and grabbing the Doctor’s arm. “On three, we run.”
“How long do we have?”
She shot him a grin. “Not very,” she replied, and together, they hauled the Doctor up. “One, two, three!”

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You even included the Doctor Who OTP: Everybody/Running Down Corridors

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(Doctor Who) - Robert Carlyle as the Doctor

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