The person I reblogged this from has a blog worth to follow.
Watch as no one reblogs this from me.
So he says “Better be quick” and then spends the next 30 FUCKING MINUTES DYING?!??? What. The. FUCK?
Yep. And when he died, all he could do was manage to whine “I don’t want to go! like a kid who’d been denied his lollypop. Way to be classy, Ten
sOMETHING gOOD FOR A cHANGE
So the bad news is that I’ll be in the damn brace another two weeks, as my shoulder’s not fully healed yet (I hate orthopods).
The good news is that my Nanny and her husband Larry will be here on Tuesday, so we can get Chris’s ashes properly buried. I haven’t seen her in a couple of years, so this makes me inordinately happy. So if I’m not around a lot, or seem prone to fits of spontaneous giddiness, you’ll know why. Once she leaves to go back home I’ll revert to my laconic, mildly cranky self you all know and tolerate.
PLEASE. ATTENTION. IMPORTANT. PLEASE. My followers from all around the world. This is the first time i’m asking for something THIS serious. And i need, we need your support. Turkish people, my people are standing up for their rights, after a long long time. First it started as a protest against a mall that will be built in one of our historical parks. But then it got bigger, it’s not only about the trees anymore. It’s about the people who got beaten, who got thrown tear gas bombs to their heads, who got intentionally hit by police cars, and killed. In here we are not allowed to speak are minds anymore, and media is not helping either. Help us spread the word, let the world know about what’s happening here. I’m asking, wanting you to reblog this. Please. Once you finish reading this, please reblog.
PLEASE DON’T IGNORE THESE
people fucking died there
OH LOOK: S0METHING NEW BAD!
FORGIVE THE MISSPELLINGS AND CAPSLOCK. I’M WRITING THIS WITH MY LEFT HAND, AS IN A FIT OF EXSTREEM STUPIDITY, I MANAGED TO SLIP ON THE FLOOR OF A PUBLIC PLACE YESTERDAY AND BROKE MY RIGHT SHOULDER. A CLEAN BRAKE THAT WILL, THE ER DOCTOR ASSURED ME, HEAL 0N IT’S OWN JUST FINE.
THAT’S EASY ENOUGH FOR HIM TO SAY, GIVEN THAT HE’S NOT THE ONE CURRRENTLY STRAPED IMTO A STRANGE VLECRO AND SPANDEX DEVICE THAT LOOKS LIKE S REJECT FROM A LOW-BUDGET BDSM MOVIE. WHICH IS ALSO, I SUSPECT AT LEAST TW SIZES TOO SMALL
THanKFULLY, I HAVE PAINKILLERS. BUT I STILL HAVEN’T FIGURED OUT HOW I’M SUPPOSED TO SJEEP TONIGHT. I NORMALLY DLEEP ON MY RIGHT SIDE, BUT THAT’S OUT. AND I HAVE THIS FEELING THAT IF I GET ON MY BACK, I’LL END UP STRANDED LIKE A TURTLE.
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The Doctor’s Real Name (Totally Spoiler Free)
I blame it all on this. Also, I want this to happen. I know it’s not going to, but I still want it to happen.
Reblog if you love Jamie McCrimmon.
A lot of Whovians don’t even know who he is, and that makes Jamie sad.
This boy is perfect
his face
dat kilt
his cute little smirk
his bravery/warrior cry
and his ever lasting friendship/loyalty to the doctor the perfect companion :)
I have this dorky headcanon that Turlough’s really good at drawing. He holds an advanced degree in engineering, but had always intended a proper study of art at some point, before he was persuaded to put his skills to better use by joining the military.
When he returns to Trion, he is finally able to devote some of his time to a proper study of drawing and painting, and, with his time with the Doctor as inspiration, creates and impressive and critically-acclaimed body of work.
(Also, is it just me, or is he totally invested in what the Doctor thinks of his work. Like, he looks a little bit nervous showing his sketchpad to the Doctor, but when the Doctor smiles in approval, Turlough just looks so chuffed to bits about it. Turlough looooooooves him.)
Okay. What are you doing inside my head?
