writerintheimpala:

I quoted Rose Tyler in an essay and my cover page didn’t even have a grade on it. So I flipped through the packet and there wasn’t mark on it. Then I turned it over and my teacher had wrote, “Promise never to remind me of Rose Tyler again and you will have your 100%”

I think my teacher is the Doctor. O_______O

ikilledalaska:

hoplophilia:

Dragon’s Breath is a very gorgeous type of opal made into many types of jewelry.

i’m crying so beautiful

earthlynation:

Stick Cutie by wind-princess

_{do not fear an angry man
fear an angry man with nothing to lose} 

waywardangelsandhunters:

supermerwholocked:

a-cumberbatch-of-cookies:

cloudwatchingangels:

fionapondwilliams:

prends-la-vie-comme-elle-vient:

Asylum Waiting Room of the Big Three.

it’s funny because it looks like the sherlock fandom are sane here

Sherlock bustled about the kitchen, throwing a cupboard door open and pushing aside a box of nicotine patches to retrieve two mismatched mugs. A kettle whistled plaintively in the background, like it had been trying to draw attention to itself for a while now. Setting the mugs aside, Sherlock absently pulled the kettle off the stove, poured tea into the two mugs, and carried them into the living room.

Doctor Who was sprawled over the same chair it had collapsed into last night, when it had appeared at the door muttering inanely about lost regenerations and knackered navigations systems. It made a whining noise as Sherlock tucked the shock blanket it had thrown off in the night back around its shoulders.

Supernatural was in similar straits, curled up on the floor with a throw pillow and a tattered trench coat around its shoulders and alternating between sobbing and muttering about domesticity potential.

A thudding on the stairs indicated the ruckus had finally awoke Merlin, who poked its head into the room, hair sticking up at all angels as it tied its scarf around its neck. Blinking blearily at the mess, it seemed to realize what had occurred when it picked up a discarded bow-tie from the floor, holding it between forefinger and thumb, “Is it that time already?”

“It was bad this year,” Sherlock whispered, trying not to exacerbate the already fragile fandoms under its care.

“I remember what that was like,” Merlin muttered, running a hand through its hair and pulling a cape off the nearby coat rack, “I’ll go to the store. We’re out of milk again. May as well pick up some fish fingers, custard, and salt.”

Supernatural gurgled something quietly.

“No, I won’t forget the pie.”

I SWEAR TO GOD TUMBLR NEVER FUCKING CHANGE

It got better!

SUPERWHOMERLINLOCK!!!!!!!!!!

 Boycott Love 

previously-lyonsheart:

iceinherheart-kissonherlips:

Doctor Who meme

four brotps 4/4: River Song (Mels, Melody) & Amy Pond

‘You named your daughter… after your daughter.’

 #ngl I just love their relationship so much #because it’s not a typical mother/daughter one #but they make it work #they are actually best friends #and it’s not just an empty ‘oh my mum and I are friends’ talk #they’ve been friends since they were kids #but lords. I bet river saw so many things a child should not see.#’FUCK RORY CAN YOU PUT ON YOUR PANTS? AND AMY PLEASE DO COVER UP’ #’oh mels you’re acting like we’re your parents chill out!’ #and you know that later on - when amy found out that she is river’s mother #she probably kept a spare bedroom for her #with everything ready just in case river decided to ditch stormcage and visit her parents one night