#i can be their eleventh

[moritzakgae]

lea michele saying (about the cast of spring awakening) that “all of us have the flu because we’re all, like, making out with each other. off-stage on-stage, we’re all getting sick” oh i miss u obc

[claraoswalds]

Amy's Choice // Face the Raven

[introvertathome]

Since I'm watching Doctor Who currently, tell me who your favorite doctor is and feel free to leave why. I'm on 11 right now and want to know others' opinions

My personal favorite is nine, I love his sass and sarcasm. I fell in love with him and his season with the "what are you gonna do, moisturizer me?" line as it was just the right blend of confidence and sass that I thought the Doctor should have

[expectiations]

I still find it funny that people call eleven a "deadbeat husband" and their marriage "toxic" but twelve is the "perfect husband" and their marriage "wedded bliss" all because of the few moments we'd seen between 11 and River were them being "toxic". yes of course! let's ignore how the minisodes show how that description isn't true and even how little moments in the episodes themselves – "what? that's it?" (why haven't you kissed me goodbye? are you being sly on purpose so I'd kiss you first?) and "they wouldn't bury my wife out here" and the music room is the heart of the home and it's not a ghost story, it's a love story – show 11 cared and put in the work and yes, they're going to have disagreements like the ones in TATM because duh who doesn't but it does not mean it is the entirety of their relationship but people have taken it and made it the entirety of their relationship.

[madebyteenagefury]

someone talk about doctor who with me please, please talk about doctor who please please talk to me about them the doctors please talk, pleaaaase talk to meee about doctor who please please please talk to me about, doctor who please pleas talk to me PLEASE

edit: maybe i should’ve prefaced this by saying im only up to the start of season 5 of new who. seasons 1-4 of new who are the only content i’ve fully seen, no audios, movie, comics, and im only at the beginning of the 11th doctors run ^^

[nobleriver]

The dead stay silent...and we must wait.

[doverstar]

alexa play rolling in the deep by adele

[henry-or-something]

Nu-Who doctors ranked on how much of a boy-kisser they are: Updated!

9th) His kiss with Jack was such a moving moment. It was life or death, right before battle. Jack knew this was going to be the last time he saw either of them. He needed to show 9 and Rose that he loved them. It felt so natural as well. Like, those two would have kissed more if 9 got more seasons.

15th) This man is gay AF and I love him for that. So far he's kissed one (1) man, so it's looking good. However, despite how cool Rouge is, he's Walmart Jack and can't compare to the real thing. Sorry not sorry.

11th) He and Rory kissed twice-ish. The one at the beginning of season seven was kinda a heat of the moment thing and not a grand gesture. The second one where Rory kissed him on the cheek is really emotional, but not to the extent as 9 and Jack and it was a cheek kiss, so the bonus points from the face grab are negated. Also Rory initiated it.

10th) He never kissed a man lip to lip on the show, but whatever the fuck he and the master had going on counts ig.

14th) Three episodes should not be enough to put him above 12 in any circumstance, but he called Issac Newton hot. So… whatever.

12th) I love this man, but he unfortunately did not kiss a man during his time on screen. He is this low just because of him and Missy. No weird homoerotic tension between these two. Just the average weird tension. Bonus points for calling the Master his man-crush tho.

13th) Lesbian. Need I say more?

[netmors]

Super-super-fast sketches inspired by Timothy Zahn's books about one blue Grand Admiral and his two… friends? subordinates? protégé?

Thrawn and his two wards - Eli Vanto and Karyn Faro, this is something with something /// v ///

Apparently I've found an intriguing part of the Star Wars fandom. I liked the Thrawn trilogy. The cartoon Rebels and the Ahsoka series with his participation - I don’t know for sure yet (but the soundtrack - good).

In the concepts, I sketched out what Karyn Faro would look like if she were in the position of Admiral of the Eleventh Fleet of the Galactic Empire (at the end of the third book, the Grand Admiral promoted his “protégé” to the post of commander of the new fleet). And judging by the information about the imperial fleet on the wiki, he helped her rise from commodore to admiral.

I couldn’t find if admirals could have cloaks, but I really wanted to add it.

[marionsravenwoods]

@pscentral anniversary event: take two 2.0 // event 13: tropes event 24: team tools (vibrance) ↳ LAW & ORDER (1990-2010)

[mxjoker100]

*The Doctor bringing back yet another companion*

The TARDIS:

[mossyfart]

Doctor who 1/2

[seaweedstarshine]

Thinking about River affectionately calling the Doctor her “madman in a box” only after he's called her his “bespoke psychopath,” and vice versa. They each were called these words by the other before ever using them to describe the other.

Thinking about the way they defy reality for each other. How modern psychiatry elevates objective reality to gatekeep full participation in society, yet they shatter objective reality with love — “I can’t let you die without knowing that you are loved.” and “You are always here to me and I always listen and I can always see you.”

Thinking about “What's the mad fool talking about now?” and how Gallifrey ostracizes those labelled mad, going so far as to see it as failure in children. Thinking about “A child is not a weapon!” “Give us time.” and how Kovarian equates psychopath with weapon as a tool of dehumanization and control.

Thinking about the way the psychiatric-industrial complex inflicts violence upon those who deviate from psychosocial norms. How their relationship was born in violence, but of madness — not madness in a post-Enlightenment framework of opposition to Reason, but madness as radical compassion that doesn’t demand so-called rationality — “Every time you've asked, I have been there.”

Thinking about how neither of them chose “psychopath” or “madman,” but they both own those words as instruments in their own agency.

[expectiations]

Thinking of how "left me like a book on a shelf" is from River's POV and therefore does not mean it is the entirety of the story much like how "the Doctor does not and has never loved me" was uttered from a River who was grieving.

Like the Doctor could have spent a long time putting the TARDIS in stationary orbit around the Library. The Doctor could have puttered about with the Library from years before it was shut down to ensure that everything would go smoothly while doing his best not to change a single thing. And on days when it is too hard, he just stares at the Library from his perch on the TARDIS door. Waiting, hoping, thinking. Trying to find a way out for her. For them.

And he does!

He finds a hundred ways to get her out of the data core. But...something always goes wrong. It's somehow never good enough. She's back, but she's not entirely there.

So he scratches it out, slaps himself, and tries again.

And again.

And again.

But his plans always fail.

But they don't. Not really. His plans could work. Could have worked. His beloved Sexy would help him. She'd always help him when it comes to her Water. But he was too scared. Too frightened of failure. Because one single mistake. One. Single. Mistake. And she's gone. He can never get her back. Forever.

So he runs. And runs. And runs. Until centuries has gone by and companion come and gone. Until he met a younger, more alive version of her. And then they had Darillium. And oh the joys of wonderful joys, what a night that was.

But things end. Even for him. They had to part ways again. Had to say goodbye. So he tries again. Picks up what his previous self had shelved. He tries. Oh how he tries.

But still. That fear exists. Is it worth it? Can he finally accomplish what he'd started a literal lifetime ago?

(He doesn't.)

Off on another lifetime with a new body. He's a...she now? Oh and shorter! Wow. That's new! I wonder what Ri–

On the rare moments she allows herself to succumb to sleep she goes to their his her study. She takes a moment to take everything in. It's unrecognizable now – the study that once was theirs filled with warmth and laughter and-

Every single space was taken. Covered by plans of plans of plans spanning...two...lifetimes now. Sexy still kept it just as it was the last time he she had been in there.

Their His Her favorite throw was still where it was – on their his her favorite corner of their his her favorite couch.

Nothing had changed but everything had changed.

She curled up and buried her face hoping it would still smell of her (It did. They never knew how it worked but somehow her smell still lingered anyway. They thought they were hallucinating at first but other people had been able to smell it too. Sometimes they forget but Sexy also lost her too).

She was a he again. The same face they had four lifetimes ago. The same face who was the first to keep the memory of their meeting.

But wh- what? Why? How? Is this it? Is this the body that finally brings her back home? A fitting act really. He put her in there and so he'll also put her out of there.

But... she wasn't there. Nothing was there. Nothing but chunks of debris and ashes and smelted...somethings.

When he blinked his eyes open (when had he closed them?), Donna's worried face greeted him. He blinked again and blinked. Nothing changed. Everything has changed. He had waited for far too long. He had made her wait for far. too. long. He feared of failing her but now he actually has failed her.

Everything was bland now. Was it just him or is everything a bit...on the side of grey? Donna looks at him like he might break. (He won't. He's a Time Lord. Time Lords don't break.) Even Sylvia had taken to treating him a bit more kindly.

He goes off alone with Sexy. His return to the Noble-Temple (Temple-Noble) household becomes fewer and further in between. One day he finds himself in Venice. Wonderful Venice. His Pond and her Roman (who wasn't yet a Roman) had gone here. There were vampires. And running and –

River?

No silly. River wasn't there.

He blinked. And blinked again. Made sure the sky was blue and the clouds still fluffy white. But was that his leather jacket that just whizzed by past him? Wait. Hold on. That was... Was that? Oh no. It wasn't. It couldn't be. Did they? No. They couldn't have.

But of course, apparently they did. Because that was actually his leather jacket wearing self that just passed by him again(?) tugging along his very-much-not-dead wife along running from... Hold on. Why are they running? What- Who's shooting at her?!

[joscribbles]

it’s been 10 whole years since the bells of saint john aired which means it’s been 10 years since i drew clara for the first time and that called for a redraw

[cynical-canidae]

Today's sticky note Whoufflé flavor is ElevenClara.