#last christmas edit

[aq2003]

david tennant and catherine tate have the range

[killjoy-prince]

House M.D. but it's when a character says the name of the episode

[comicaloverachiever]

First and Last Christmas

Doctor Who | The Time of the Doctor / Last Christmas

[bakedbakermom]

txf + text posts (9/?)

[beezii]

keep shaking it, i’m sure it helps

[m-a-salter]

Twelve’s Beautiful Face  | The Specials

*Click through* for episode studies:

[Last Christmas] [The Husbands of River Song] [The Return of Doctor Mysterio] [Twice Upon a Time]

Or take a look at Series 8, Series 9, and Series 10

[heatherfield]

Oh, yikes. This one's gonna need a bit more training.

How to Be a Ghost [x]

[thelegsnoserobinson]

The Christmas Invasion

[defendingwarrior]

LAST CHRISTMAS (2019) dir. Paul Feig

[rushinintolove]

tt

[whatsfourteenupto]

It’s over bloody football that she finally breaks.

She’d gotten Shaun a new one for Christmas, just because. Lord knows he loves the game enough, even if he hasn’t had as much time for the local rec league these last few years. Late in the afternoon, she takes a cuppa out onto the porch for the first moment alone she’s found all day, and finds him and the Doctor playing a pickup game in the yard.

Shaun’s been pretty skilled with a football for as long as she’s known him. He toes it into the air, juggles it about on his feet for a few moments, then passes it off to the Doctor with his heel.

"Alright, just like that. Top of your foot," he says.

The Doctor manages to catch the ball, grinning from ear to ear as he taps it up into the air again. "Here we go! Think I’ve got it!”

"That’s it, Mate!"

They manage to juggle once, twice, before clumsily tossing it back toward Shaun. He receives the pass effortlessly. In a move that would be impressive if she hadn’t seen him fall on his ass a near hundred times trying to learn it, he throws his leg over and twists around, taps the ball into the ground, and kicks it back up.

The Doctor lets out a whoop, mouth wide open in an awed smile. “Blimey! That’s brilliant!”

And suddenly, Donna’s eyes are burning.

After fifteen years of missing something she couldn’t even remember, and even longer wondering if she’d ever have this many people to love her, she’s got her entire family in one place for Christmas. Her best friend and the love of her life are goofing around in the yard as though they’ve known each other for years, not mere months. They don’t have to do that. There’s nothing forcing them to be anything more than cordial, but they’ve begun a great friendship in their own right and she’s so damn grateful for it. For them.

From down on the lawn, Shaun looks up to throw her a dazzling smile. It falters into confusion, and then concern, and then the sort of fond teasing look that she knows means she’s been caught. He nudges the Doctor and nods in her direction. They share a look, and then the Doctor throws an arm around Shaun’s shoulders as they make their way back toward the house.

“All right, Love?” Shaun calls.

She waves her hand at him, trying to blink her eyes dry before they reach her. “Fine, fine,” she says, taking a rushed sip of her tea.

“You know, Shaun, I think we may have made her emotional,” the Doctor says, feigning shock. “I think she may be crying!”

“Oh shut up!” She tries to glare at them, but she can’t keep it up for long. “I’m just happy. I can’t tell you how much it means to me that you two are getting along.”

The Doctor grins and Shaun reaches out to take her hand. “Well, we’ve got a pretty strong cause uniting us,” he points out. “Can’t very well not get on with a bloke who’d do anything for my wife. They’re family!”

Donna laughs again, watery. “Damn right they are.” When she looks back at the Doctor, he’s still smiling goofily. “Oh, stop looking at me like that.” Their only response is to grin even wider, a gleam in their eye that could be mischief, or could very well be tears of their own. She smacks them on the arm. “Stop it!”

But it’s too late.

Instinctively, she tries to reach up and brush away the rogue tears, but Shaun is still holding her free hand. Before she can try another way to hide the evidence, she’s swallowed up in a hug from either side. “Hang on, hang on!” She shouts, turning to quickly set her tea on the patio table. That done, she throws her arms around them both and holds on as tight as she can.

They stay that way until Rose sticks her head out the back door and shouts that dinner is nearly ready. Once they’ve all stepped back again, Donna wipes at her eyes and tries to blink herself back into control. “Idiots.”

“True,” Shaun agrees.

“But you still love us,” the Doctor finishes. She can’t help but laugh as they each press a quick kiss on her cheek before rushing inside to follow the smell Christmas dinner.

“I do,” she sighs after them, shaking her head. “No idea why, but I do.”

[royalarchivist]

Technoblade: Alright, well now that Christmas is over, let’s go commit some terrorism.

A little compilation of some Bedrock Bros moments from their 2020 Christmas streams.

[comicaloverachiever]

Doctor Who | The Eleventh Hour / Last Christmas

[amphibia-a-day]

Day 997 of Amphibia Screenshots

Episode: Froggy Little Christmas

[badjohnspeakeasy]

Fubuki: Any plans for a New Year's Resolution, sister?

Tatsumaki: I wanna get my driver's license...

Fubuki: That's nice!

Tatsumaki: ...And run over Caped Baldy.

Fubuki: Sister, NO! BAD!

Link

Link number 2

[icewindandboringhorror]

Some (late) holiday photos of the boye~!