stunt_muppet

It’s late, and I’m tired, and it looks to be a long night ahead – a long week ahead, really. So, let’s have us a Doctor Who picspam. Because they make me feel better, that’s why.

Contains Two, Three, Four, Ben, Polly, Jamie, Victoria, Zoe, Liz, the Brig, Jo, Delgado!Master, Sarah, Harry, and Vira. May be shippy. Caps stolen from Shillpages, the Tragical History Tour, the BBC photonovels, livii, calapine, nentari, the good folk of trap_one, and some other places I forgot.




Ben and Polly gratuitously cling to one another, whilst Polly dresses as the least convincing boy ever.


Ben and Polly cannot believe this BS.


So they’ll make sulky faces at you behind your back.


Clinging!


Unexpected Nekkid Ben! Aw, he’s a bit wee.


Exceedingly Unexpected Panto!Michael Craze! You have no idea how delighted I was to see this on dw_daily.


Polly’s comedy faces: never not funny.


Ben and Jamie!


Polly tends to poor sick Jamie.


One can never have too much Ben/Polly clinging.


I just like Two’s expression in this cap.


Victoria. :) “What’s a Cybermat?” “It’s…well, it’s one of these.”


Gratuitous Two/Jamie, hurrah.


Group clinging!


Zoe/Isobel; fashionable brainy girlslash for the win.


Jamie tries to get in on the action; Zoe and Isobel are not convinced.


Gratuitous Doctor/Brig, yay.


I have no idea what’s going on here, but really, I just don’t think it matters.


I’ve seen the Frazer/Pat clinging pic, but I’d never seen this one before, and it’s very cute.


I love Jamie’s face here. “This r mah Doctor. Go get your own.”


Obligatory Season 7 OT3 roll in the hay picture.


Obligatory Three/Brig girly clinging picture.


Yes, the coloring’s off, but I had to include this shot as it was the only good picture of the Unbuttoned Collar of Rassilon. With bonus fascist!Brig!


The Trio of Awesome, now with %75 more shoulder-rubbing.


And some Doctor/Brig, because I felt like it.


“lol. My boys are stupid.”


Master in a suit! Much though I love the Nehru jacket, the suit is sex rendered in fabric and I adore it irrationally.


See?


Possibly only surpassed by Master in a bathrobe. Nom.


Oscar and Felix, y’all. In a strange, sideways sort of way, but still.


Unexpected Moustache-less Brig!


This picspam needs moar Jo.


And possibly more Three/Jo.


Oh, shush.


I said shush, you. (Frontier in Space and Curse of Peladon are what made me ship them, though.)


Badass Jo is badass.


And cute.


This seems like a good time to transition to Sarah. In her bikini, because I’m shallow.


And in her Victoria dress, though it’s not very visible.


Sarah and Harry and Four, all alarmed. Probably because of the space bugs.


And Sarah and Harry, making “whut” faces.


Vira. ♥


Moar Vira, looking a bit smug.


Vira and Sarah, making a last stand against the space bugs!


And here’s a gratuitous shot of Harry leaning on Four’s chest.



Well, hey, I feel better. A little.

Back to work.