We love a multipurpose fishbowl. 🎃
*Rummages for just the right piece of candy*
Return the books or else the librarian’s husband will be after you… Suggested by repeatinglitanies
I’m so sorry, sir, I know it’s around here someplace! Perhaps you could help me find it? I…I think I last saw it in the bedroom…
[echoes of eleven blowing up cybermen to get information in the distance]
People who don’t love Nine are the dumbest.
People think that Nine is dark sullen and a killer. They’re wrong. Nine’s not dark. He’s light and happy and in love. He wears a leather jacket and is the closest Doctor to the Time War, but he is not dark. He is a light person who is fighting his dark past. He knows what he’s done and is fighting to right his wrongs. He just wants everyone to live.
Eleven on the other hand is the exact opposite. People think he’s a puppy in a fez. They’re wrong. He is not happy and joyful. He’s careless. He is having adventures while ruining lives and killing people. He is the man who forgets. He has forgotten the pain he felt after what he did and now is so comfortable killing.
He doesn’t remember Nine. Nine, the Doctor with depression. Nine, the Doctor who fell in love with an nineteen year old shop girl who didn’t need a magic back story to be special. Nine, the Doctor who went and saved his friends without killing. Nine, the Doctor who chose to lose instead of causing loss.
Nine chooses to give up being a god. Eleven pretends he is a god. Nine would make a merciful god. Eleven acts like a vengeful god. Nine is a puppy in a leather jacket. Eleven is a a killer in a fez.
Weeps ☝🏽️ this. Everything about this is true and pure.
Sometimes falling in love with a character is about seeing yourself in a character, or what you could be, and drawing strength and inspiration from them.
And sometimes it’s like finding an angry opossum in a dumpster, eating your trash, and deciding it’s your baby.
I love my trash babies.
Cowboys are witches and horses are their familiars
guns are their wands and they only know one spell (bullet)
Rootin’, tootin’, toil n’ shootin’
Fire burn and cowboy bootin’
Eye of newt and spicy beans,
Toe of frog and denim jeans,
Whiskey, grits, n’ demon spittle
tossed into my iron griddle
With the tannin’ of our hides,
Somethin’ wicked this way rides
Not that anyone asked for this but
everyone asked for it they just didn’t know they did
Oh, well done, @serendipiteaart
this post is so fucked up because whenever it comes up on my dash i will without fail spend at least 30 seconds dragging a sponge around my screen like an idiot. no matter how many times i see this post it still gets me and now im about to do it again for good measure
Too bad it doesn’t actually clean my screen.
funniest shit i’ve learned in latin american history class so far is that the reason why virtually all of europe had refused to support christopher columbus’s expedition wasn’t cuz they thot the earth was flat and he’d fall off of the planet. they didn’t support him because everyone knew that the earth was round and very big, and christopher columbus didn’t think it was that big, and he kept planning for a shorter trip than necessary, and everyone called him a fucking idiot, and when the king and queen of spain offered to fund his trip and he requested a fleet of several hundred ships, they gave him 3, because he’d probably have died of dehydration if he hadn’t come across cuba and the dominican republic by sheer luck asking around for the fucking great khan of china. his crew was literally planning on killing him. he was that fucking stupid
cat: hey you gonna eat that?
human: uh, that’s a rat. They’ve been showing up ever since we started harvesting grain. We don’t eat them, they eat our food.
cat: free game then. Cool.
human: be my guest.
cat: hey is this spot free? It looks warm and I need a place to have my litter.
humans: this is my house. Feel free, I guess, just don’t get stepped on.
cat: hey can you watch my kittens for me? I need to hunt and I don’t want predators finding them.
human: holy shit these buggers are cute. Nothing will happen to them.
cat: I am going to climb on your lap now and you are going to love me.
human: I’m ok with this.
HEY JUST TO REMIND EVERYONE: CATS DOMESTICATED THEMSELVES AND WE ARE JUST LUCKY THAT THEY CHOSE TO HAVE US IN THEIR LIVES
kinda mad because op managed to summarize the domestication of cats in a single post what it took me a 10+ page research paper to explain
“These six-pack rings are 100 percent biodegradable and edible—constructed of barley and wheat ribbons from the brewing process. This packaging can actually be safely eaten by animals that may come into contact with the refuse.“ (x)
They use food their food waste to make them, so it’s a safer alternative that cuts down on plastic waste and food waste
This is awesome. Good job, florida man!
Further proof that literally any story trope can be AMAZING if properly executed.
“And then it all turned out to be a dream” has got to be one of the most annoying things ever, except here it’s PERFECT.
‘the dog daves the day’ is also an excellent trope.
I love how the search function on this site is absolute garbage. I can look up a post word for word and I will NEVER find it
Wanna find a post?
Write out what you remember into a Google search.
After you write that out, end with site:tumblr.com
Google will search for your text on just tumblr
In my experience, it’s way more effective than searching through Tumblr
(you can use site:SITENAME.com to search any site btws)
This usually works but for some reason a lot of posts get indexed on google from a person’s URL based on the posts that were recently reblogged on page 1, meaning that this is only a tiny bit more reliable.
I HAVE a solution to this, you have to write down site:tumblr.com/post “ “
and then write a direct quote (could be a fraction of a sentence) into the quotations, I’ve been doing this for years, and it’s so useful, it works like 99% of the time
(the more popular a post is the more likely you’ll find it)
you’re a genius holy shit
Just used this to find a post I’ve been desperately searching for, thank you so much
This wouldn’t be a problem on a real website
Time has an interactive feature to discover what your name would be if you were born today, based on popularity of your birth year vs. now.
My name would be Mylah. With all apologies to anyone named Mylah, I am now very happy to be named not Mylah.
Sienna. That’s not bad at all. Sounds rather prettier and more Italian than I am, and you can’t really get a nickname out of it (same problem with my actual name), but it’s certainly acceptable.
im apologize howmever at this time im currentlé unable to read incominge messages
are we ever going to talk about how you have to get actual permission from both your captain and doctor in order to have sex with an alien
like who sits around Starfleet and makes these rules
For everyone wondering about this:
“All Starfleet personnel must obtain authorization from their CO as well as clearance from their medical officer before initiating an intimate relationship with an alien species.” (VOY: “The Disease”)
this is hilarious
yo captain i wanna bang this alien
sdfsldkfslkj this is the part of Bones’s job he hates the most, going through all the forms on his PADD to give the green-light to all these potential sexual encounters he just WISHES HE DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT IN THE FIRST PLACE but you know he actually DOES SOME RESEARCH to see if people will be COMPATIBLE whereas Jim just ticks the box, all, FREE LOVE, BONES and Bones has to be like GODDAMMIT DID YOU EVEN READ THE FILE, JIM, THEY DON’T EVEN HAvE ORIFICES and Jim is like, wow, Bones, they can still have fun, don’t judge
This sounds like the sort of rule that got instituted because of something that happened to Kirk, TBH.
It’s referred to in Bones’ log as “The Incident” and Kirk was itchy and purple for weeks
“Hey Spock, wanna…. Y'now….”
“Captain, as referenced in the Starfleet manual, ‘All Starfleet personnel must obtain authorization from their CO-”
“…as well as clearence from their Medical officer before initiating an intimate relationship with an alien species”
“Well that’s easy. BONES!”