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“Off we go, to see the Universe! Unless you want to go home and change that bowtie first.”
“What’s wrong with my bowtie?!”
ANNA: Where on earth did you come from?!
DOCTOR: Wrong planet, bit further out than that, but it’s an easy mistake to make, won’t hold it against you - hello!
ANNA: Hello? What are you doing here?
DOCTOR: I’m here to help! See, the thing is, you think you’re all alone in the universe, Anna Bates. You think you’re very small and very scared and very lonely, but you’re not any of those things. I know what it’s like, you see. To have your significant other in prison. It’s rather rubbish, isn’t it? Breaks your hearts a bit.
ANNA: Yes. That it - hearts?
DOCTOR: But misery breeds resourcefulness! And I’ve become terribly good at emergency break outs, haven’t I, darling?
RIVER: He really has.
DOCTOR: So let’s go pay Mr. Bates a visit!
ANNA: I…
DOCTOR: That’s a yes! C’mon, Mrs. Bates. Get your gladrags on. I do love a double date!
5 months ago on December 29, 2011 at 04:42am
i’m all yours, sweetie
(via charlottelightanddark)
SUPERWHO: Give, Take and Ponchos - Dean/Castiel
GIVE, TAKE AND PONCHOS: Castiel has a new trick, one Dean’s never seen, and when he starts using it on the Doctor Dean’s jealousy drives Sam around the bend.
PG-13
Castiel and the Doctor have been gone for three hours by the time they both suddenly appear in the middle of Bobby’s living room, pink-faced and crazy-haired and sending a stack of papers sky high. The sheets flutter through the air like confetti and the Doctor’s still giggling by the time they touch the floor.
“Look what the Cas dragged in!” Amy catcalls from her place sprawled on the sofa, long limbs everywhere, fanning herself with a tomb on ancient Aztec mythology. It’s a hot summer’s day in South Dakota and she’s wearing as few clothes as are logically possible around a handsy Dean and a husband with a sword. “How were Adam and Eve?”
The Doctor sashays over to her, hands clasped and eyes bright, “I think you mean Adam and Steve.”
10 months ago on July 09, 2011 at 07:19pm
DOCTOR: Hello, Stonehenge!
JACOB: Jesus, keep it down. The entire monument’s wired.
DOCTOR: … Wait, what? Where did you come from?
JACOB: I’ve been testing this area for the last three days.
DOCTOR: Why would you want to do that?
JACOB: Why is it any of your business?
DOCTOR: Why are you so evasive?
JACOB: Why are you answering questions with questions?
DOCTOR: Isn’t that a bit hypocritical?
JACOB: There are freakish spikes in the electromagnetic field around here, okay?
DOCTOR: Oh, that. Don’t worry about that. That’s just me, I’m parking. Who are you?
JACOB: Doctor Jacob Glaser.
DOCTOR: The Jacob Glaser? Child prodigy Jacob Glaser? Disgraced, eccentric, so-far-out-of-the-box-he-forgot-what-the-box-looks-like down and out genius Jacob Glaser? You found the robot head!
JACOB: How do you know about the robot head?
DOCTOR: I put it there.
10 months ago on July 09, 2011 at 05:18pm
DOCTOR: You’re not alone in feeling so lonely, Castiel. I know what it’s like. To lose your people, to be consumed by war -
CASTIEL: No, Doctor. You know what it’s like to have a family. A family spread through time and space. There are hundreds of them, willing to die for you, to follow you to the end of the Earth - even to trust in nothing more than your name. All this you have when I couldn’t persuade one… broken, loyal man to stand by my side. So please, Doctor. Continue. I would love to hear about your comfortable definition of loneliness.
11 months ago on June 26, 2011 at 05:16am
![RORY: You’re not meant to be here so don’t… touch anything.
[DEAN reaches for a lever and AMY slaps his hand]
AMY: You heard the man. We don’t know how to drive this thing. And Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee could be back any second.DEAN: Huh. Where’re they now?AMY: The Doctor’s wanted to try angel transport since Cas let slip he doesn’t travel in the vortex but outside it, or something like that, I gave up listening when he started squealing in ultrasonic. You should’ve seen him, he had to sit down and have a cup of tea. I thought he was going to wet his tweed. He’s probably giggling himself into a seizure halfway across the continuum by now, the silly sod.DEAN: Cute.AMY: Green brings out your eyes, Yankee.
- fanfic](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbpy83plN1qzx1ixo1_1280.jpg)
RORY: You’re not meant to be here so don’t… touch anything.
[DEAN reaches for a lever and AMY slaps his hand]
AMY: You heard the man. We don’t know how to drive this thing. And Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee could be back any second.
DEAN: Huh. Where’re they now?
AMY: The Doctor’s wanted to try angel transport since Cas let slip he doesn’t travel in the vortex but outside it, or something like that, I gave up listening when he started squealing in ultrasonic. You should’ve seen him, he had to sit down and have a cup of tea. I thought he was going to wet his tweed. He’s probably giggling himself into a seizure halfway across the continuum by now, the silly sod.
DEAN: Cute.
AMY: Green brings out your eyes, Yankee.
11 months ago on June 25, 2011 at 03:08am
![[AMY shoves DEAN into the TARDIS]
DEAN: This is a damn sight fancier than the last spaceship that abducted me, I give you that. Where’d you keep the anal probes?
AMY: Under the bed. Well. Bunk bed.
RORY: Now all the probes are. Uh. Accounted for. Welcome! To the TARDIS. You’re not meant to be here so don’t… touch anything.
- fanfic](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbpf44tb61qzx1ixo1_1280.jpg)
[AMY shoves DEAN into the TARDIS]
DEAN: This is a damn sight fancier than the last spaceship that abducted me, I give you that. Where’d you keep the anal probes?
AMY: Under the bed. Well. Bunk bed.
RORY: Now all the probes are. Uh. Accounted for. Welcome! To the TARDIS. You’re not meant to be here so don’t… touch anything.
11 months ago on June 25, 2011 at 02:57am
SUPERWHO: Camper in Enochian (1/2)
CAMPER IN ENOCHIAN: The Doctor’s fluent in Enochian, and Dean begins to feel horribly left out, until the Ponds plot a long overdue and very necessary linguistic intervention.
PG-13 (this part). Dean/Castiel, Amy/Rory, mentions of River/Doctor and Doctor/Sam. Heavy on the Doctor/Castiel bromance.
From this prompt, for mind-the-thorns.
It starts out innocuously enough. Or as innocuous as it’s ever been since the Doctor and his friends gate-crashed Bobby’s tiny living room with a hundred questions, an aversion to guns and some weird fucking accents.
Dean’s being a dick, Sam’s getting pissy, Bobby’s growling at them all for being pissy dicks, and Castiel’s mumbling something under his breath. Something old and incomprehensible and frustrated. And no one else pays it much attention (it’s a regular occurrence) but the Doctor’s ears prick up, like a puppy hearing its name, and he rounds on Castiel with a sudden tirade of tangled, guttural sounds that may be words on another world. Castiel’s eyes widen with something that looks like an awful cocktail of surprise and nostalgia and deep, ancient HURT but then he’s babbling away, and Dean suddenly ceases in beating Sam over the head with Colt’s diary because he’s never seen Castiel speak like that. Ever. He’s loud and deep and dark as the universe and almost painfully animated, limbs flailing all over the place and blue eyes bright as marbles in his rapidly twisting, broadly beaming face.
11 months ago on June 25, 2011 at 01:47am
CASTIEL: Hello?
MASTER: You left me here. You brought me back, and then you dumped me in the desert like a newborn kitten on the side of the road.
CASTIEL: I assumed you could take care of yourself.
MASTER: I can. I was just pointing out that you really need to stop playing out your abandonment issues. You’re becoming Freud’s wet dream. Trust me - I’ve met him.
CASTIEL: Stop.
MASTER: He was a kinky git too.
CASTIEL: Stop.
MASTER: Oh, you. You know I love it. The chase is where all the fun’s at. And what wonderful fun I’m having. I’m coming for you, Cassie. And when I find you -
CASTIEL: You won’t. Not even your astronomic ego can help you now.
MASTER: Oh, my astronomic ego can work wonders. I’m going to find you. And when I do I’m going to bleed the souls from your pores, one by one.
CASTIEL: Who do you think you’re talking to? I am your God.
MASTER: And I am your Master.
11 months ago on June 24, 2011 at 05:12pm
![[BOBBY enters the room and RIVER near enough purrs.]
RIVER: My, I love a man with a beard. Scratches all my itches.DOCTOR: River.RIVER: Oh hush, darling! I’m just being friendly.DEAN: Beards, huh? Seriously?RIVER: Come now, just because you lost yours.DEAN: I what now?RIVER: What? Don’t we talk about Lisa anymore?](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ln9fstxnn31qzx1ixo1_1280.jpg)
[BOBBY enters the room and RIVER near enough purrs.]
RIVER: My, I love a man with a beard. Scratches all my itches.
DOCTOR: River.
RIVER: Oh hush, darling! I’m just being friendly.
DEAN: Beards, huh? Seriously?
RIVER: Come now, just because you lost yours.
DEAN: I what now?
RIVER: What? Don’t we talk about Lisa anymore?
11 months ago on June 23, 2011 at 09:34pm
The Doctor You could be so wonderful. You’re a genius. You’re stone-cold brilliant, you are, I swear, you really are. But you could be so much more. You could be beautiful. With a mind like that, we could travel the stars. It would be my honor. Because you don’t need to own the universe, just see it. Have the privilege of seeing the whole of time and space. That’s ownership enough.
The Master Would it stop then? The noise in my head.
The Doctor I can help.
The Master I don’t know what I’d be without that noise.
The Doctor I wonder what I’d be, without you.
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“And The Master.. Oh, he just showed up again. Same as ever.”
“Oh no, really? Does he still have that rubbish beard?”
“No, no beard this time. Well, a wife.”Things I can see: What you did there.
I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE, DOCTAH.
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