For all the Halia Meguid fans who asked for this to be made rebloggable :)
THIS IS SIMPLY THE BEST
Doctor Who: wandering around with lost expressions, occasionally murmuring ”what” and bursting into tears.
Supernatural: Curled in a ball crying.
Percy Jackson: Crying.
Sherlock: Rocking in a corner muttering “sooooon….”
Harry Potter: Still in denial. Laid in the fetal position listening to Hedwig’s theme and crying.
This summer I am going to read the whole Bible (keep in mind I’m Atheist, sorry if I offend anyone, quit reading if you will be offended, I don’t wanna offend anyone), and because my parents haven’t read the quarter of the Bible I will use the Bible against them a lot. And anytime they say something that contradicts itself in the Bible I will point it out and make them explain it to me
What a great idea. Tell me how it works out, Satan.
The Doctor’s name from NAME OF THE DOCTOR LEAKED AUDIO ***SPOILERS***
is this real or not because im laughing so hard i cant see through my tears
You bastards I love you all so much now give me back my lungs I need those.
What if oxygen is poisonous and it just takes 75-100 years to kill us?
My science teacher said he thinks that’s true actuallyYeah this is actually pretty much exactly what is going on. It’s why anti-oxidants are such a big deal. Bonus fact: oxygen oxidizes stuff in your cells or, in other words, it’s not toxic, just setting you on firevery very slowly.
i don’t like this head canon
OH MY GOD
All that is. All that was. All that ever could be.
#sure she gets flickers of possible futures #images and tastes and sensations but all of them sans context #tea with her mum in an unfamiliar house and the cry of an unfamiliar infant carrying in from down the hall #the smell of ozone and a device she’s never seen but knows to call a dimension cannon #and a strange man with dark eyes and hair like a riot—and the feel of his hand in hers and his mouth on hers #and a wanting so sharp and insistent that it physically hurts #and it’s not her doctor but it’s somehow still right—deeply viscerally right #and in a handful of timelines she sees him by dim light as he settles between her bare thighs in a shoddy norwegian hotel room #and his hands tremble and his voice is hushed like she’s some sort of sacred thing #and oh how she’d like to linger there but #all of the other timelines—all of them—end so differently; a slip of a lever and the pull of the void and sometimes her father saves her #and sometimes that is where her timeline ends #and there are realities where the doctor leaves her at home before any of that can happen #but that’s not a doctor she recognizes #and the weight of all these competing realities is making her head ache and burn and burn #so she latches on to the one that gives her the most time with the doctor #the one that gives her the closest thing to forever #and if she’s got the power of space and time #she can make it happen #right? #she can lead herself there—right? #she glimpses the full weight of that timeline for just an instant—its full measure and its full cost—before her doctor takes it from her #and when she wakes to her doctor’s regeneration she’s disoriented and properly frightened by the skinny bloke who takes his place #but she still can’t help thinking she’s seen that face somewhere before (via neverwhyonlywho)
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