You. Are. So. Sexy!! What with your gorgeous eyes, gorgeous fingers, gorgeous nose, gorgeous ears…With your sexy stubble, and nicely shaped teeth, and your lips that are begging to be kissed…-having a major fangirl moment-
reblogging because I’m addicted to this man and you are my dealer, dearest door! Imagine my surprise in 2005 when I thought I had outgrown fangirl crushes, to watch Rose and find myself wanting to have sex with the fellow in the black leather jacket. He was talking about the Earth spinning around the sun and all I could think about was riding that lanky frame like a polo pony. Honestly, menopause is worse than puberty if I’m remembering it right. LOL! Love CE, love him to bits. Still want to shag him too.
MY BEAUTIFUL DOCTOR!! -reaches for him with her arms- Come back to me, my sexy Doctor! Doctor Who is seriously lacking your sex appeal!
I just can’t stop staring at these beautiful videosets! Sob, the holographic one just rips my heart out every single time. That face, oh Gods, that gorgeous face. How can she possibly have a fantastic life without you, Nine? How? *getting up for the kleenex box* I think I would give just about anything if CE would relent and be a part of the 50th anniversary celebration. He ushered Who into the 21st century and remains the best doctor ever!
Reblogging this because I think we have all felt that way at some point. In my mind CE was THE Doctor and I still can’t watch Parting of the Ways without tears rolling down my face from the point where he fakes Rose out and sends her home until the final credits roll. Nine was my first Doctor, but I think even if he hadn’t been, he would still be my absolute favorite. He brought so much depth to the character and he gave it everything he had. The thing is, I don’t just love Nine, I love Chris. He really does it for me on so many levels. He is the sexiest, most thoughtful, conscientious and brilliant actor I’ve ever crushed on. We Nine fans need to stick together, cause Nine was the best doctor ever!
The only actor that ever made me orgasm. I’m being dead serious here.
I have theorized that this man could laugh you into an orgasm, snog you into an orgasm, and talk you into an orgasm. That’s not to suggest that his cock isn’t perfectly capable of inducing an orgasm, just an observation on the power of his voice, his mouth and his mind.
As loving and protective father Stuart in Perfect Parents.
Just got to watch this. I was watching the scene at the bottom right where he’s with his daughter on the floor reading to her and turned to my MIL and said “What woman wouldn’t want to have that man’s babies?” Just, Guh.
He is incapable of intimacy which makes him invulnerable. He has great control over himself, but also absolutely no control either —- he’s completely contradictory. I wanted the audience to look for regret, but see none.
