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#slice #jackson

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David Tennant in GOOD (Harold Pinter Theatre, 2022) written by C.P. Taylor, directed by Dominic Cooke

#david tennant #good

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#The look of fear on David's face when he though he had gotten it wrong

+ BONUS

#david tennant

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A study of David Tennant’s tongue - Part Seven

See also: Parts [ One ] [ Two ] [ Three ] [ Four ] [ Five ] [ Six ]

#david tennant #loool

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This play changed lives

#much ado about nothing #catherine tate #david tennant #benedick #beatrice

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Some of David Tennant's finest acting in "The Christmas Invasion"

#doctor who #david tennant #ten

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Fright Night (2011)

#fright night #peter vincent #david tennant

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Fright Night (2011)

#fright night #david tennant #peter vincent

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NERD AWARD WINNER DAVID TENNANT

#david tennant

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Doctor Who | 2.07 - "The Idiot's Lantern"

#doctor who #ten #david tennant

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAVID TENNANT (April 18, 1971)

#doctor who #ten #fourteen #david tennant

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Happy Birthday David Tennant!

Featuring David on his birthday in 2006, 2016, 2018, 2020, and 2023 (and a 2008 photo of the cake from his Doctor Who cast-and-crew birthday party)

David Tennant Appreciation Week - Happy Birthday!

#david tennant #happy birthday

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Doctor Who | 2.00 - "The Christmas Invasion"

#doctor who #ten #david tennant

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"Agatha Christie! I was just talking about you the other day! I said, "I bet she's brilliant!""

Doctor Who | 4.07 - "The Unicorn and the Wasp"

#doctor who #ten #donna noble #david tennant #catherine tate

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MaterniTARDIS (10th Doctor x Wife)

Word count: 1,3k

Warning: Strong language, childbirth, mention of blood

A/n: Again with another request, it took me a while, but I really wanted to post something I'm happy with. I hope you like it and the person who requested asked me to name the character that would be the Doctor's wife, so this isn't part of the Galaxies of Gallifrey canon. Thank you so much for the request, lots of love 🧡

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"Love… I think it's time," The Doctor warned, looking down at his wife's huge pregnancy bump.

"What? But I don't feel anything, I'm only having Braxton Hicks," Lydia mumbled.

"I'm getting our baby's telepathic field and it wants out. I'm gonna call Martha," he grabbed the cellphone his former companion had given him when she left so they could stay in contact.

Martha's eyes lit up when she saw the phone ringing with her old number. She picked it up and rolled over on her bed with a big smile.

"Hey! Long time no see!"

"Hey, we have a little situation here," the Doctor said while rubbing Lydia's belly. "My wife is having her baby any time now and we really need someone to help with that."

"Lydia is pregnant? Since when?" Martha gasped.

"Since about 38 weeks ago?"

"Why didn't you call me before?" She jumped from the bed to get her jacket and her first aid kit. "Has she been taking her vitamins? Did she do any tests for gestational diabetes? Any ultrasounds?"

"Of course… actually no… we got caught up with some business in Melissa Majoria. Then we visited 18th Century Venice, but that didn't work very well and now I owe Casanova a chicken. Then we-"

"You're so incredibly irresponsible! Pick me up right now in my room!"

It didn't take long for the familiar whirring of the TARDIS to fill the room and the blue police box to appear in the corner.

"Hey, Martha Jones!" The Doctor grinned and offered his hand to help her inside. "This room almost feels smaller… come on in, she is about ready to pop."

"No, I'm not," Lydia chuckled. "I actually feel… FUCK!"

Her voice cracked and she screamed when the first proper contraction hit. The Doctor had a smug smile, but Martha just rolled her eyes and led Lydia to one of the many rooms in the TARDIS with at least a bed.

"Just keep breathing, I don't have any epidural-" Martha murmured.

"I'LL HAVE TO GIVE BIRTH WITHOUT DRUGS?" Lydia cried. "Doctor, I hate you! I hate you, I hate you! You put this baby in me and you said a birth in the TARDIS would be ideal, I wanna KILL you!"

"Do I look like an amateur? Your husband is an alien," he pulled out a little shot in a metal syringe. "Local anesthesia from the future."

"Forget what I said, I love you," she sighed relieved when he applied the shot.

Martha positioned her in the best way possible and went down to check the cervix. She didn't have a lot of medical equipment to assist with the birth, but what they had would have to do.

The pain Lydia felt was slowly subsiding and she relaxed, focusing on the pressure on her lower stomach, while the Doctor sat by her side stroking her belly and holding her hand.

"You're not very dilated right now, it could take an hour, it could take a day… I'll try to find some tools," Martha went to the door. "Call me if anything changes."

When they were alone, the Doctor sat next to Lydia and wrapped one arm tightly around her shoulders while his other hand rested on her bump. He had a big goofy smile on his face, he couldn't wait to meet their little one.

"You look so incredibly beautiful right now," he kissed her cheek. "I love you so much, you're like a goddess to me. You can make a person in your belly, you beauty! You're so gorgeous!"

"Stop that, I'm all disheveled and covered in amniotic fluid," Lydia chuckled.

"And you've never been more beautiful. I'll miss this sexy belly of yours, I love your belly so much, but I'm glad it's not disappearing right away when the baby is born. I can rub it a while longer."

"You're weird," she snorted, but felt warm and fuzzy inside with each compliment.

"I know… I missed being a dad, you know? It's been so long."

"I'm sure wherever and whenever your children are right now, they are very proud of their father."

"For someone who believes in heaven that's very comforting… I'll choose to believe that today."

"Do you think I'm gonna be a good mother?" Lydia asked, a little insecure.

"You're gonna be brilliant! Besides, I'll be here to help, I speak baby, I can understand anything they need.

"Do you really speak baby? I always thought you were taking the piss…"

"No, I actually do. It's all about perception, anyone can do it. After being a father to so many kids, I learned a thing or two."

"Yeah? What else do you know?"

The Doctor sighed and leaned, placing his ear on Lydia's belly.

"I know that it won't take long for the baby to be born. It really wants to come out, it won't wait much longer," he moved to look under her dress and stuck a couple fingers in there. "Yeah, definitely not much longer. I can feel their little head… awww they have so much hair!"

"Ew ew, get your hand out of there!" She laughed.

"That's not what you said last night…" The Doctor teased.

"And don't be silly you can't feel our baby's head like that, it's impossible."

"Is it?"

"Yes!" Lydia laughed, no longer sure.

About an hour and a half passed before Martha returned, looking really tired from roaming the hundreds of rooms in the TARDIS in search of makeshift medical equipment.

"How are we doing? Feeling the urge to push?" She asked.

"Yeah, I have for a little while, but I was scared," Lydia explained.

"Alright, let's have a look," she said before giving the Doctor a pair of oversized scissors for him to cut the umbilical cord with. "Oh yeah, definitely dilated enough, let's start pushing, alright? I'll count to ten while you push then we have a little break to breathe and I'll count again, alright?"

"Alright," Lydia nodded, the pain wasn't too bad thanks to the anesthetics, but she could still feel the pressure of the baby fighting to come out.

Martha started to count and Lydia started to push, the Doctor held back her leg while kissing her forehead for support.

"Come on, you're so brilliant, and our baby will be just as brilliant!" The Doctor cheered her on. "Keep going, keep going! Yeah, that's my girl! I love you so much…"

"I don't think I can do this," Lydia wailed.

"Of course you can, you were genetically programmed to be able to do this, your body can do the stuff of legends, let's keep going. Just a little more, I can see the head already! I was right, a full head of hair!"

Martha shook her head and rolled her eyes before starting the countdown again. "10, 9, 8, big push now, 7, 6…"

And just like that, with one swift motion, she was able to get the baby, who started to cry almost immediately.

"Oh look, loud like their daddy," Lydia teased.

"It's a girl," Martha smiled, waving over the Doctor to cut the cord. He did so and picked up his daughter, getting blood and baby goo all over his suit, but he didn't mind.

"Look, Lyds, our girl," he cooed, placing the crying child on her mother's chest. "My new little companion!"

While Martha helped Lydia deliver the placenta, she watched them occasionally. "What will you name her?" She asked.

"Any ideas, Doc?" Lyddie asked.

"Yes, I know you want Mummy to give you milk, but do you know which name you want to have? Aham, okay," he nodded. "She has a sense of humor, she wants to be named Angel because the first time she heard our voice, we were running from weeping angels."

"Hmmm which name do you like, baby?" He looked down at his daughter and she cooed.

"You're kidding, she did not just say that," Lydia started feeding their baby.

"Cross my hearts," the Doctor chuckled. "Welcome to the world, Angel, we love you so much."

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Doctor Who | 2.07 - “The Idiot's Lantern”

#doctor who #ten #rose tyler #david tennant #billie piper

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DOCTOR WHO | 3.09

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