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David Tennant’s Contributions to Doctor Who Episodes
“Hand in a Jar” Edition

From the DVD commentary for Utopia with David Tennant and Russell T Davies:

David Tennant: The hand in the jar there is actually a cast of my hand.

Russell T Davies: At last!

DT: At last!  Which we did just before this episode, because the hand that you’d had on Torchwood and elsewhere had been… I don’t know who it had been.

RTD: I used to know who it was. It’s one of the Millennium FX guys.

DT: One of the Millennium FX guys’ hands.

RTD: I can’t remember which one

DT: It was a good bit bigger than mine. And when you put that in water it looked bigger still!  

RTD: [laughter] 

DT: So I thought, if my hand’s going to be right next to it I think we might need to address that.

RTD: Oh, did you ask?

DT: Yeah!  Yeah, yeah… and they ignored me for about three weeks, and then I said, “Please!” So we did it about two days before…

RTD: [more laughter]

Orig.Poster’s note: This post is part of a series on some of the contributions that David made to episodes of Doctor Who, because he sometimes gets questions about ad-libs or input he may have had to episodes, but he tends to not take credit for his various additions/suggestions - so I figured I’d list some for him.   David’s hands are quite distinctive.  With his extraordinarily long, thin fingers it was quite noticeable (to those paying close attention - and to those who are fans of David’s hands) that the original hand-in-a-jar didn’t look much like David’s hand. I find it impressive that it was David himself who kindly asked (multiple times) if a cast could be made of his actual hand, so the hand-in-the-jar would be more believable & accurate.  I’m thankful for his attention to detail and his desire to get things just right.

Semi-related Bonus (from Turn Left’s Confidential Episode):

Full set of David’s Contributions Posts (tag):
Bigger on the Inside Edition
Walking on Theatre Chairs Edition
Scanning a Planet Edition
Shakespeare Code Bedroom Edition
Interrupting Jackie Edition
Sarah Jane Smith Edition
Stone Arm Edition
Hand in a Jar Edition
Killing the Vespiform Edition

anonymous asked:

If your taking requests, will you draw your favorite regeneration of the Doctor and companion (regardless of whether that version of the Doctor traveled with the companion) because I love Doctor Who so much!

I am bad at picking favorites (and mismatching Doctors and companions is fun) soooOOOOOoOo…

here is Eight and Martha Jones

and also Ten and Romana I

And she’d be standing next to me [x]

(Woo! Leslie actually did some semi-finished artsy stuff!)

Camping || Jughead Jones

Jughead and the reader go on a school camping trip. After Reggie’s his usual self, the reader stands up to him only to get threatened. She’s terrified all day after hearing his threat until Jughead comes to her tent later that night and reassures her that she’s going to be okay. Fluff ensues!

Prompts from anons and others:

53 and 62 with Jughead?? Pleaseee🙏🏻🙏🏻

Hi! This is for the drabble challenge! Could you do 7, 9, and 14 with JugheadxReader? Thanks!

14. and 16. for jughead?

#9 and 22 w/ Juggy?

Hi! This is for the drabble challenge! Could you do 55 and 62 with JugheadxReader? Thanks!

27 and 62 with Jughead?

7.) “Well, that’s tragic.”

9.) “You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

14.) They’re so cute when they’re asleep.”

16.) “You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.”

22.) “Did you just hiss at me?”

27.) “No. Regrets.”

53.) “Do you think I’m scared of a woman?”

55.) “You’re a nerd.”

62.) “If you can’t sleep…we could have sex?”

A/N: Here it is! The massive mashup fic! Get ready for lots of fluff and some angst!! Also, I just want to say that during this fic it looks like something bad is going to happen but I can reassure you that it’s not. That’s all I’ll say as we get into the story!

Gif by @ravemreyes

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A school camping trip in the same woods where Jason Blossom was shot and killed. Who’s great idea was this?

“Come on, guys!” your science teacher called. “Just a little more walking!”

Everyone groaned for at least the tenth time that day. Right. It was his.

Your science class (more like your teacher) had decided to go on a camping trip to explore the wonders of nature. So far you had tripped over the log of a tree and scraped your leg on a branch. And the backpack that held your stuff for the night was killing your back. Yeah, what “wonders.”

“How long has he been saying that for? Two hours?” Your best friend Jughead said from your right.

You smiled.

At least Jughead was in your science class. Betty and Veronica were as well, but they were at the front of the group where all the teachers were, eager to find the best camping spot.

All of a sudden, a loud hiss erupted right next to your ear and you jumped. You sighed angrily as you heard laughing behind you. Unfortunately, Betty, Veronica, and Jughead weren’t the only people you knew in your science class.

“Hey freaks.” Reggie said, now on your left.

You looked at him.

“Did you just hiss at me?” you asked and Jughead snickered.

Reggie looked up at Jughead, glaring at him.

“Why’re you laughing, Normal Bates, huh? Something funny?” he barked.

Jughead was about to answer when you cut in,

“He’s laughing at you, Reggie. You’re hissing at people for God’s sake. Why don’t you screw off or I’ll make you?”

You went to turn your attention back to Jughead when you felt a strong grip pull your left arm back, stopping you from moving forward and turning you back around. You yelped at the pain and looked up at Reggie who was smiling maliciously, still holding your arm.

“Do you think I’m scared of a woman?” he snarled.

You gulped.

“Reggie, let her go!” Jughead said.

Reggie dipped down close to your ear.

“I hope your tent’s zipped up well tonight. I might pay you a little visit.” he whispered.

You froze in fear before Jughead stepped in front of the two of you.

“Reggie, I said Let. Her. Go.” he growled.

Reggie laughed and let go of your arm where red welts were beginning to form.

“Just having a little chat, that’s all.” he said and laughed before joining his friends at the back of the group.

Jughead turned his attention back to you, worry in his eyes at seeing how frightened you looked.

“Y/N, what’d he do? What’d he say?” he asked.

You shook your head as you looked behind you. Reggie was still looking at you with that smirk and you quickly turned towards Jughead again.

“Just keep walking.” you said softly as you began moving forward again.

Jughead didn’t protest and he didn’t push you further. After twenty or so minutes of silence later, the class came to a clearing in the woods.

“Alright!” your teacher called. “Boys, set up your tents on this side of the clearing,” he said pointing to the right side of the clearing. “And girls, set up on this side,” he said pointing to the left. “It’s getting dark out so you better hurry! Dinner’s in an hour.”

Jughead turned to you.

“You sure you’re okay?” he asked.

You nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” you said quietly.

Jughead didn’t look like he believed you but again he decided not to press you.

“Sit with you at dinner?” he asked.

You nodded again.

“Sounds good.”

Jughead looked like he wanted to say something else but stopped himself, instead giving you a small smile before walking off to where the boys were putting up their tents. You sighed and walked to the girls side, beginning to put up your tent. You could only hope dinner was better.

You were wrong. Dinner was worse. The class of twenty-seven people sat around the fire, all talking and eating amongst themselves. Betty and Veronica were in Betty’s tent not eating dinner but instead waiting for S’mores. Then there was Reggie who just kept looking at you. He wouldn’t stop. Whether this was his psychotic idea of flirting or whether he was just trying to claim you as if you were an object or if he was just trying to terrify you you had no idea. All you knew was that Reggie scared you.

“Y/N. Y/N!” Jughead said from next to you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

You turned to him.

“Yeah?” you asked.

Jughead scoffed, but a smirk was on his face.

“Did you hear what I said?” he asked.

You shook your head.

“No, sorry, Jughead.” you said.

You looked to where Reggie was sitting again and saw he was still staring at you. You couldn’t take it anymore. You quickly got up.

“I’m going to bed.” you said.

Jughead looked at you with a bewildered expression.

“But curfew’s not for another hour.” he said.

You shook your head quickly.

“It doesn’t matter. I’m tired. I’ll see you tomorrow, okay?” you said before walking off.

Jughead quickly got up.

“Y/N!” he called but you didn’t turn around or answer.

He sighed and sat back down. What was going on with you?

You honestly didn’t know how long it had been since you excused yourself from dinner. You had been lying in your sleeping bag, staring at nothing for at least a couple hours. The talking and laughing you heard in the beginning from the teens still eating dinner had ended a while ago. Now it was completely silent. And you were terrified. Terrified of Reggie. Of his friends. Then you remembered that Jughead’s tent was across the clearing from yours.

Maybe you could—

No. You quickly shook that thought away. You couldn’t do that. But your mind kept going back to Reggie and his smirk. It terrified you all over again. Your thoughts came to a halt when you heard someone outside and you slowly sat up. You heard footsteps coming closer and closer to your tent and your heart rate began to pick up. All of a sudden, you heard someone fumbling with the zipper outside your tent. You were ready to let out a scream when a familiar voice said,

“Y/N?”

You pulled your sleeping bag covers back.

“Jughead?” you asked, turning your phone light on as you crawled to the opening of the tent, unzipping the entrance. You were greeted by a worried Jughead who quickly crawled into the tent, zipping it back up.

“Wh—“ you began but stopped when Jughead turned his attention back to you.

“Are you okay?” he asked.

You looked at him with a confused expression.

“Yeah, of course. What’s the—“

“Reggie,” he said, cutting you off. “I heard him and his friends talking about what he said to you earlier.”

Fear flooded you as you remembered Reggie’s laugh and hot breath on you. You snapped out of it when you felt Jughead’s hands take yours.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t come earlier. The chaperones were patrolling the area. Reggie’s not going to hurt you, okay?” he said. “I’m gonna stay with you tonight. Just in case.”

You sighed in relief and hugged the raven-haired boy.

“Thank you, Jughead. Thank you.” you whispered as he hugged you back.

The two of you pulled away and Jughead smiled at you.

“I brought snacks,” he said, pulling out a deck of cards with one hand. “And snacks.” he said, pulling out a small bag of chips and a big bag of candy with the other.

You stifled your laugh, not wanting the chaperones to find Jughead in your tent.

“God, you’re a nerd,” you said jokingly. You smiled at the teenage boy. “But seriously. Thanks, Juggie.”

You looked at the cards.

“You up for a game of War?” you asked.

Jughead rolled his eyes.

“Of course.”

You’re getting crumbs all over my bed.” you mumbled to Jughead as you chewed on a Snickers bar.

Jughead rolled his eyes.

“Don’t care,” he said and put down a 3 of Hearts. “Dammit.” he swore.

You giggled. You had only one card left but you still clung onto the hope that you could win.

“Alright, so all I need is a 4 to get some cards back. Should be easy.” you said cockily.

You quickly flipped your last card over, revealing a two. Your mouth fell open at it and Jughead laughed.

Well, that’s tragic.” he said. 

You shoved your best friend’s shoulder and pouted, unable to keep a smile off your face. You also couldn’t help but notice how handsome he looked in his pajamas. The sweatpants didn’t do much, but the tight white tank top showing off his toned arms made you blush furiously.

“Oh, shush. Get out of here.” you joked.

Jughead’s eyes widened.

You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!” he said jokingly pointing to the sleeping bag the two of you were sitting on.

You laughed and looked at your phone. 2:32.

“Juggie, we should get to bed,” you said, putting your phone down. “It’s 2:30.”

Jughead sighed but nodded. He took his beanie off and placed it to the side, crawling under the covers of the moderately big sleeping bag. You joined him and you groaned quietly as the large amount of candy you ate that evening began to kick in. Jughead chuckled.

“The candy?” he asked.

You nodded and groaned again, pulling the covers over your shoulders.

“Yeah.” you mumbled.

Jughead shook his head.

“I told you you shouldn’t’ve eaten all of it.”

You scoffed.

“No. Regrets.”

Jughead chuckled again.

“Night, Jug.” you said, turning your phone light off.

“Night, Y/N.”

Thirty minutes later, you were still awake. Although you knew the chance that Reggie would come into your tent was now slimmer than ever, you were still nervous.

“Jughead?” you whispered.

“Yeah?” he said instantly.

So he couldn’t sleep either.

“I can’t sleep,” you said. You were silent for a moment. “I’m scared.”

Jughead sighed and turned to look at you through the dark.

If you can’t sleep…we could have sex? That would scare Reggie off.” he joked.

Your cheeks turned bright red.

“Jughead!” you loudly whispered.

Jughead snorted.

“I’m kidding, Y/N,” he said before turning serious. “Come here,” he said, signaling for you get closer.

You snuggled into him, ignoring the butterflies in your stomach as Jughead held you protectively.

“They won’t hurt you, okay?” he said softly. “I won’t let them. I promise. Go to sleep.”

You nodded, feeling a lot better and closed your eyes, falling asleep to Jughead’s heartbeat.

“Shh! Veronica!” Betty loudly whispered as Veronica giggled and dragged her to your tent.

“Veronica! It’s like 6 in the morning! No one’s up yet!” Betty said, yawning.

“Exactly! Betty, I just want to surprise her! Like I surprised you!” Veronica said, smiling widely.

Betty glared at the beaming girl.

“You didn’t surprise me, you scared me.” she said.

Veronica rolled her eyes.

“Same thing.” she said before zipping open your tent.

She opened her mouth ready to “surprise” you, but stopped when she saw you and Jughead.

“Oh my—“ she began but stopped when Betty stooped to her level to see what the Lodge girl was looking at.

“What are you—oh.” the blonde said.

You and Jughead were asleep and Jughead was… spooning you?

“Oh God, they’re so cute when they’re asleep.” Veronica said, taking out her phone and snapping some pictures.

“Veronica!” Betty exclaimed.

“What?” Veronica asked, looking towards her best friend. “It’s true.”

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A/N: And that was the massive mashup! I hope you guys enjoyed! Please send me feedback! Thanks!!

If I read one more whining post about why all the female characters are so ugly in ME:Andromeda I’m going to go on a comments rampage. Quite aside from the fact that the characters are NOT ugly (and it shouldn’t matter even if by your shit subjective pov if they are), suck it up dumbass. Women are not put on earth solely for your dubious pleasures. We had to live with a decidedly off-putting male gaze throughout ME and I sincerely hope they’ve abandoned that this time round.

Imagine, young Cecil preparing weeks and weeks in advance for his birthday. He gets everything ready on his own, because his sister doesn’t like to be home (she has lots of friends and seems to live with them more than she lives at home) and his brother dislikes him and tends to hang out in the basement alone and his mother is having a string of bad mental health days. He’s saved up what money he could to buy everything, including some food and his own birthday presents. He’s very excited and gives out invitations to everyone his age that he knows or even doesn’t know. The big day arrives, everything is ready, he sits at the decorated table and counts down the minutes to the time of the party. Except nobody turns up on time. Maybe, he thinks, they’re just late. He nibbles at the food, opens one of the two presents he bought for himself, and he watches the clock.

After three hours he starts to realise that maybe nobody is coming and instead just sings himself happy birthday and his birthday wish is that this is all a bad dream, because nobody would miss his very important tenth birthday party, right? People like him…right? 

He starts to pack up when there’s a tentative knock at the door. Earl Harlan is stood there, all dressed up with a stiff collar and bowtie. He apologises for being late, but he was catching Cecil’s present. The box has a live spiderwolf inside, Cecil isn’t sure what to do with it, but he’s tearful and happy all at once. They were best friends since that day.

Reasons to love David Tennant:

  • he is an adoring cinnamon roll that needs protected at all costs
  • his sense of humour
  • he literally does an endless amount of work for charities
  • he adores his family so much it hurts
  • can wear a dress better than me - and I’m a woman
  • his devotion to the characters he plays, no matter how big or small the part may be
  • tenth doctor
  • his face has been on stamps
  • he fangirls over other actors he loves
  • and he lives for the people around him - he recently said in an interview that seeing people being ungrateful can ruin his whole day
  • once went to a meal and left without notice, turned out he’d secretly paid for everyone who was there on the way out
  • if you haven’t noticed already he has some brilliant hair
  • and a body that can make ovaries explode
  • that accent you can feel
  • a reviewer made him cry after his second stage performance, telling him he ‘lacked charm and ability’ - he took those words and shoved them where the sun don’t shine
  • he asked his grandma to knit him a Tom Baker styled scarf
  • he has a cockapoo called 'Myrtle’
  • those delicious brown eyes