#that's one of the craziest things about that

[oleandequill]

Just some ramblings about the canon Shattered Glass continuity. The craziest thing about the Shattered Glass continuity to me is how Megatron, who was a mathematics professor, predicted that there would be civil war.

Like I assume they meant that he was able to predict this through like observation of the political instability/climate currently happening around him. But the way it’s phrased makes it sound like he computed the probability of there being a civil war. Like my guy really used math to figure out there will be civil war and made the Decepticons beforehand to resolve it.

Now that also makes me wonder if he predicted that Optronix would be the one to cause civil war? Like Megatron out here trying to obtain omniscience through math of all things.

Also this guy invented transformation technology? And like came back from the dead?? And he forgave his murderer??? Like SG Megatron is really just… “what a mech, you know?” Sksksksk

I mean to be fair, Optronix is also pretty crazy. Like my guy was an archivist who realized life had no meaning and decided he would make history remember him by being the world’s worst warlord. Like that’s crazy. He’s one of the most (probably actually the most) sadistic/evil version of Optimus Prime (which is crazy that he’s still a Prime in this continuity!) but he was able to replicate Megatron’s transformation technology so he isn’t an idiot despite his brutality.

(Entering MegOP territory now cause I can’t be stopped) Man, you know, maybe that’s why Optronix is so pissed all the time in this continuity. There was only one other mech who had the same intellect as him but said mech is too much of a nice guy (again, Megatron forgiving Cyclonus even though the guy killed him is crazy). So Optronix being his crazy sadistic self scared off the guy. I can see why he is relentless about SG Megatron (even being pissed that he wasn’t the one who got to kill Megatron lmao). Like Optronix fumbled the only mech intellectually-equal to him. I’d be embarrassed too /j

[vanillablankcanvas]

Oneshot -Broppy Wedding Planning

Pop Village was buzzing with celebration!

The former town grump, Branch had finally…

FINALLYYYYY!!!!!!-

Proposed to Queen Poppy!

And she said ‘Yes’!!!

The town had never been this excited!

This would be the first Royal Wedding since they escaped Bergen Town!

AND

The first Troll wedding attended by Bergens!

AND

It would be the first Royal Wedding to be attended by the other Trolls Tribes in centuries!

This was going to be the event of a lifetime!

Satin and Chenille had produced a scrapbook they had made for Poppy as an engagement gift. 

It was full of wedding ideas they had collected over the years that they thought Poppy could one day use.

Flower arrangements, colours, cakes, songs, dance numbers…

The scrapbook was huge!

Branch found Poppy in her pod later on.

Poppy was at a table lazily flipping through the pages of the scrapbook.

Branch sat across from her, surprised that she looked so deflated.

Without saying anything, Poppy pushed the scrapbook over for Branch to see.

Branch looked over a few pages.

“Wait? You've already planned everything?”

“No. Satin and Chenille made it.”

“And you're upset? Are their ideas that bad?

“No it's not that…” she looked away.

Branch put the book aside and took her hands into his.

“What is it you usually say to me? If you're having feelings, you can talk about them with me.”

Poppy sighed.

“It’s just…a lot”

Branch nodded encouragingly.

“Go on.”

“Look at it, Branch. Everyone is so excited for our wedding! Everyone is expecting a huge thing and we haven't even begun to plan anything yet!”

“You've never had trouble planning things like this before.”

“This is different. It's not just about me this time.”

Branch thought her words over.

“You're worried about me.”

Poppy looked over to him with almost apologetic eyes.

Branch smiled and leaned in close to whisper.

“Poppy, I don't know if you know this about me but…”

Poppy leaned her ear in.

“-Sometimes I over prepare for things.”

Poppy blinked at him then burst into silly giggles.

Branch smiled proudly that he was able to get her to laugh like this.

“Poppy when I proposed, I knew exactly who I was proposing to. I know what I'm getting myself into. So, individually handcrafted invitations? Coordinated dance numbers? Napkins matching the flowers? Each guest's face painted onto the cake?-”

“You're just giving me ideas now.”

“I’m saying that I want all of that with you.”

“...Really?” 

“I get to marry my best friend. We've been through a lot together and I think we should have the celebration we deserve.”

“It’s your wedding too. I don't want you to get overwhelmed just to make me happy. You don't think it's going to be too over the top?”

“I know it's going to be over the top! I'm fully prepared for that and happy to help in any way I can to go over the top with this. Let's really go ‘Poppy’ on this thing.” he smirked.

Poppy snort laughed at his word choice.

“You'll let me know it's too much?”

“Don't I always?”

Poppy narrowed her eyes skeptically. A cheeky grin spread across her face 

“How ‘Poppy’ are we talking?”

“I want you to go ‘Full Poppy’.”

“You do know what you're letting into the world, right?”

Branch kissed her hand then looked deep into her eyes.

“Let’s throw the biggest, loudest, craziest party ever.”

Poppy poked his chest.

“Keep saying things like that and we aren't gonna last until the honeymoon mister.” she growled.

Poppy smooched his cheek gratefully before she grabbed the scrapbook and took off to find Satin and Chenille.

It wasn't until she was out of sight that his eyes widened with the realization of what she was implying.

And Branch's lovestruck face flushed red.

[snoopyracing]

Hii, if its ok with you, could we please get a sneak peak of the max fic ur writting 🥺

hi!! sorry i didn’t answer this sooner! been busy with family stuff and the upcoming holiday! but here you go. it’s unedited so beware lol.

You’d been playing good racing driver and making small talk all night, talking to sponsors and random rich men who loved to hear themselves talk. You’d finally escaped the tortuous sea of networking and found yourself at a somewhat secluded table with a flute of champagne in front of you. You hadn’t been at the table for very long before you heard a familiar Dutch accent coming from behind you.

“Is this seat taken?”

You turned to see the one and only Max Verstappen standing there with his hand on the back of the seat next to you. Your eyes scanned across the white linen tablecloth to the several empty chairs surrounding the table and then back to Max. “I think they all might be spoken for, but I’m sure they can find another table to sit at.” He lets out a little chuckle as he sits down and you notice him fidgeting with his tie, clearly trying to loosen it. “It’s weird seeing you in anything other than your race suit or team kit.”

His movements halt as his eyes comb over you and it makes you squirm slightly in your seat. “Could say the same about you.”

He’s not wrong though, the dress you’ve picked out for tonight is nothing shy of stunning, but it’s not you. You always felt like these events were a form of torture more than anything and having to get all dressed up was just the cherry on top.

“I saw that you had a good season.” You state before taking a sip of your champagne.

Max’s eyebrows raise in surprise towards you, like you’ve just said the craziest thing. “I don’t think we should be talking about my season when you’ve just won a championship.”

You lean back in your seat, crossing your legs as you adjust your dress. “It’s only an F2 championship Max.” There’s still a part of you that’s slightly bitter about him leaving you behind and you wonder what this night would be like if you were an F1 driver like him.

“It still means something.” His baby blue eyes narrowed at you as he spoke.

The remaining champagne in your glass is gone in seconds, this isn’t where you wanted this conversation to end up, but somehow you knew it was inevitable. “It doesn’t mean much if it can’t even grant me that seat I want. I won that championship basically halfway through the season, but can’t get anyone to offer me anything higher than a reserve driver. How does that mean anything?”

Max shifts in his seat, he knows this is a sensitive subject to you and he knows what he’s about ready to tell you will probably get him slapped, but he has to at least try.

“It could mean something and I came over here to talk to you about it.” Your eyebrows furrow at his words, confused as to what he could possibly mean. “I want you as my teammate.”

You can’t help but laugh slightly at him, the dutchman had clearly had one too many glasses of champagne tonight. “Did you think to express that to Red Bull before I had that world shortest meeting with them months ago? We all have dreams Max and yours is nice, but it’s a pipe dream.”

He shakes his head and scoots his chair closer to you. “It’s not a dream. It can happen. The team wanted to see how the rest of your season played out, but they for sure want you now.”

“Where is Daniel going then?” A waiter comes past and you snatch another flute of champagne off of their tray. “And why is this not being discussed in a formal meeting setting?”

“The team thought you might be more willing if you heard about this from someone you knew pretty well first. You know I’ve always been in your corner.” Max knows this is where the conversation will either go south or you’ll hear him out and he fears the latter isn’t the most likely scenario. “ And Daniel isn’t going anywhere”

It takes you a moment to understand what Max’s words mean, your glass of champagne hovers near your lips as you slowly realize what he’s insinuating. And this time you actually do laugh at him because how could he think that after your disgruntled conversation just moments ago that you would want the one thing you were dissatisfied with?

“Max, you've got to be kidding me.” You feel like this is one big prank and your tone is more defeated than upset at this point

[fiveredlights]

also I now have so many questions about the DAUD AU world that I don't know what to do with them. if a DAUD performs really well in the other universe does that do anything for them in their home universe?? What if they do really poorly? is there a system in which they are allowed to stay in the alternate universe?

Has a DAUD for vcarb/rb/alphatauri/whatever ever been part of one of redbulls mid season driver swap/promotion/demotion shenanigans?? is that even allowed?? rb still run three cars as allotted for being the designated team but they run 3 drivers from their normal universe and red bull steals the DAUD for their second car?

thank you for enabling me to talk about The DAUD AU

before we begin i very quickly have to solve the problem of benjamin’s DAUD program being one race only versus matilda’s DAUD program bring a whole season by saying in 2030 the FIA changes the program that drivers have to stay for a whole season and everyone agrees that it’s fine for teams to run three drivers for the season because as callan says, the DAUDs are usually shit!

okay now onto your very good questions. usually DAUDs are reserve/junior drivers and if they do well in the program, usually teams will move them up into the seat but it’s not like a direct correlation. sometimes DAUDs can do really well but they don’t end up with a full time seat 🤷‍♀️ like how winning f2 doesn't always guarantee a f1 seat.

but it helps your case massively if you do well which is why people attempt the DAUD program as a way to get into a f1 seat. that’s probably the main reason why benjamin does the DAUD program, he’s in the RB junior team and needs to make a name for himself.

matilda does the DAUD program because she hates her teammate (devon jackson when i catch you) and ferrari won’t fire him because idk he’s like super rich (pay drivers have hit ferrari in 2048) so he sees it as a way to escape for a season.

(also she’s running away from someone like callan but we don’t need to get into that. matthew doesn’t like her in the beginning and i wonder why …)

if they do really poorly there’s leniency depending how far forward/back they went (eg. drivers who go back 20+ years almost never do well so nothing happens) but if they went to a similar time period and do very badly they will almost always get dropped from their teams. like if you were from 2024 and get sent into 2025 and you DNF in the race you are unfortunately probably gonna get kicked out.

DAUDs aren’t allowed to stay in the alternate universe permanently because of *waves hand around* universe somehow not liking it BUT if you win the race/championship you get a special little universe time travel bracelet that allows you to travel between your home universe and your alternate universe whenever you wish. so matilda is absolutely travelling back and forth for the sole reason to annoy matthew and callan.

there’s a whole thing where callan’s like you don’t want kids after knowing matilda and max just sighs super loudly and is like “you must be really stupid if you don’t think daniel considers you two as his weird adult children. i knew i would be stuck with you two when i started dating daniel. be so serious callan.”

okay so the whole Red Bull/RB/DAUD swap is such a funny and great thought because red bull are absolutely doing crazy shit like that. below is the craziest possible option i could think of.

in 2035 in the old habits/glitter on the floor DAUD verse i think RB/red bull attempt this crazy driver thing, where the RB DAUD does incredibly well for the first race but then does like mediocre for the rest and of course red bull are immediately like well with results like that we gotta get them in the main team!

the race before the summer break, the 2nd red bull driver contracts appendicitis on the friday. red bull call on the RB DAUD to replace them, he beats matthew for that race and red bull are like okay you're staying for the rest of the season. i don't think you can give someone appendicitis but there's obviously going to be news articles on red bull giving appendicitis to the 2nd red bull driver as a way to get the RB DAUD into the seat.

everyone starts petitioning the FIA to stop red bull from doing this, lawsuits are launched, there's a full on civil war between teams, everyone in red bull and RB are walking on eggshells, and to top it off the after the 2nd red bull driver recovers they refuse to drive the RB so they quit midseason and then we go into summer break with five cars between the two teams and only four drivers.

RB didn't run the 3rd car in the race before summer break, so obviously now daniel has to find a driver for the rest of the season. he doesn't want to pull up any of the drivers from the junior team because they are not ready and honestly he's still holding a grudge against red bull for stealing one of his drivers behind his back AGAIN. he is teetering between also quitting mid season and calling andretti up being like hey you wanted a f1 team right??

matteo jokingly says daniel should drive the 3rd car, daniel is like i can't drive because of my hand. he's trying to figure out if he can call matilda again but ferrari won't let her drive. then max is like well i can. everyone turns to the door and max is like well it is not like i am doing anything else.

daniel thinks he's joking but then realises he is very much not joking and he's not going to look a gift horse in the face, shoves max into the factory to do seat fits etc. everyone in RB agrees to keep it hush hush because red bull would throw a fit if they found out max was replacement driver and swap the DAUD for max.

matthew catches wind that max is the replacement, attempts to get himself demoted so he can be teammates with max, callan throws his phone out the window before anything can happen.

summer break is over and RB haven't announced who the replacement driver is so everyone assumes they're abandoning the DAUD program/3rd car. no one suspects that max is the driver when he walks into the paddock, but when FP1 starts and people see the 3rd car with 33 on it everyone promptly loses their shit, daniel and max have the biggest shit eating grin on their face, christian is having a mental breakdown down at red bull, red bull shareholders are pissed, matthew is still trying to get himself demoted and on top of that FIA places a temporary ban on driver swaps mid season to deal with the lawsuits/petitions.

so then it turns out that the DAUD who was once thought to be a generational talent maybe wasn't that good at all because the first race back he hits matthew and causes him to retire. a fluke maybe. nah he hits callan in the next race. red bull come to the startling realisation they are stuck with this guy for the rest of the season. someone googles how to give appendicitis to someone else.

adding salt to the wound, RB finish above red bull in the WCC, callan wins the WDC and matthew quits red bull and the FIA give red bull a massive fine because what they did was illegal and outside of the regulations etc. red bull agree to sell RB to andretti at the end of the season and daniel has never ever been happier. this is what he wanted all along.

max wins the last race, we finally get the daniel, max, matthew, callan podium line up. max retires again, matthew quits red bull and goes to andretti with daniel as TP. matteo also joins andretti, we get the oops all matt team and mostly everyone lives happily ever after.

matilda visits at the end of the season and is like woah. what the fuck happened here and everyone just starts crying because it's been a long year.

is this situation so ridiculous and crazy? yes. but so is this universe.

[b4mpyre-k1zz3s]

Secret Santa with the Jackass Guys HC’s!

Warnings: Highly suggestive content, crude humor, dildos, sex toys, porn, lingerie

An: Thank you so much for the request, @rainydayz-nstuff, and happy holidays! I couldn’t reply to your request directly, so I attached it to the post :) I think that’s a very interesting tradition, and when I read your message I just knew it would suit the Jackass guys well! Thank you for sending it in, and please keep sending requests! :D

The giddy smile on Knoxville’s face as he stood on your doorstep did a great job at distracting you from what he was holding

“Merry Christmas!” Thrusting the wicker basket into your arms before he shimmied past into the warmth of your place, “If it ain’t colder than Frosty’s jockstrap out there…”

It took a bit of silicone grazing your cheek to realize what you were holding- dildos. So many dildos.

All different sizes and colors with a couple fantasy ones thrown in there, little pink ribbons tied below the heads. Cute…

As everyone got ready to draw names, you realized that you had nothing to draw out of so you settled for Bam’ beanie.

“What the hell’s on your hand-“ Ryan reached for your wrist as you clutched a slip of paper. Eyes going wide with realization, he sputtered out between laughs, “Dude- that’s Bam grease!”

That earned him a stiff punch in the shoulder.

Examining the Dumbest Asshole in Hip Hop CD and the coupon code to Steve’s website you received, you really had to go out on a limb to guess who brought it…

But he didn’t have much shame, holding up his hands in faux guilt before diving into the package in front of him.

Bam was eager to brag about what he brought as Steve shuffled through a stack of dvds,

“Yeah- I did this interview with Hustler, an’ I asked if they’d pay me in videos!” Grinning, Bam gloated like this was any sort of thing to brag about, “Asked for the craziest shit they got…”

More surprising than the weird, kinky porn was the year long subscription to American Grizzly that came with it.

“Hey, Knoxville! I think I got your birthday present covered this year…”

Looking at how Chris was beaming as he unwrapped it, there was no question who gifted Ryan the black banana hammock

Cocking your head, you examined the shimmery rhinestones as he held it stretched between his thumbs, “Y’know, I thought this kinda thing’d be more Bam’s ballpark…”

Dunn replied, “No, yeah- he’s gonna love it tonight.”

But some of the presents were more typical. Take, for example, the oversized bottle of liquor in the shape of a nude woman that Pontius received

As he ran his fingers over some of it’s more, ahem- detailed assets, he chuckled in that sweet, dumb way that made you forget he was lusting over blown glass,

“Woah…she really is my kinda lady!”

With how Bam reacted when he got his gift, you would’ve thought he was just handed a puppy for Christmas.

“Are the- holy shit! I got ‘em!” Grinning eagerly, he clutched the basket of dildos.

Immediately, the question on everyone’s tongues was what one person could ever do with that. In all likelihood, he’d probably end up stashing them around his friends’ homes like some demented prank,

But he smugly replied with a wink that a gentleman never tells.

“A gentleman? Since when were you a gentleman?” you asked.

But nothing would compare to the reaction your gift elicited,

Proudly displaying the sexy little leather number you picked out at the local lingerie store in all it’s lacy glory, Johnny got that glint in his eye like whenever he was about to do something awful,

“That reminds me- I still gotta take those Christmas card photos…”

And sure enough, he did.

[seaoftales]

The question of whether he knew Shanks in person had his features soften completely, no matter how hard he tried to not let that happen. Brook hit the nail right on the head --- being in Shanks' presence did inspire one to do the craziest things and take so many bold steps out of ones comfort zone. ❝ We've known each other since we were kids barely even able to lift a proper sword. I'd dare say he's my best friend. But you didn't hear that from me. ❞ Shanks was also his only friend, as sad as it was, but the red haired pirate understood Mihawk and his boundaries like none other.

❝ We also used to duel back in the day, before he lost his arm. It didn't feel right to do so afterwards. Even then, that never stopped him from being his cheerful self. When somebody talks about freedom, he's... the embodiment of it, living life at its fullest, taking care of his own and fighting injustice, no matter which side it's on. He also has that spark in him that makes everybody around him want to do stupid things without regard of consequences, all the while having fun. ❞ Mihawk was in many ways jealous of that, though not in a malicious way. He, as an introvert and somebody who rarely socialized, would have loved to be able to talk to just anybody, regardless of who they were, unless he managed to find that one rare person he immediately clicked with, like Brook. Shanks in turn had no issues with it, a true friend of the world, thriving on good company and surrounding himself with good people.

A low hum escaped him then, hand reaching for his drink to take a few sips. Truth be told, Mihawk couldn't remember the last time he talked to somebody that wasn't Shanks about his parents. Usually, it was a well guarded secret, but even then, when somebody did find out, they simply assumed he was pulling their leg simply to make them leave him alone. ❝ Mhm, the hotspot for all young upstarts who think they can conquer the world on their own. You probably met my folks, or at least my old man. Runs and ship coating business these days. My mother tends to keep to herself in the bar she runs. ❞

❝ As for requests... I've never had any but I certainly wouldn't be opposed to it, either. I find sewing to be incredibly relaxing, and I'd say it saved one or the other marine from certain death. You'd never think that a creative outlet could actually save lives for once. ❞ The words were accompanied by a soft chuckle, the swordsman very much relaxed and comfortable in Brooks company.

Brook smiles was incredibly gentle as he listened to Mihawk. It was hard to believe that a skull could make such a tender expression. "Yohoho! You say "adopt", but we are the one acting like his parents, trying and failing to keep this young lad out of trouble." The skeleton tilted his head at the swordsman. "Oh, do you happen to know Shanks-san in person? I've only heard Luffy-san's stories about him... And saw him on the wanted posters. They do have a very similar look in their eyes. You know. The one that inspires you to do the craziest things. Making you feel as if anything that binds you can be torn apart, like a... Breath of salty fresh air?" The Soul King wasn't sure why, but he felt like Mihawk would be able to understand what he was talking about.

The skeleton tilted his head, somewhat mesmerized by the small smile that appeared on the swordsman's face. He had only seen this face on the posters with a cold, somewhat bored expression in those golden eyes. And all he heard from Zoro were sparse complaints about being stuck between the two extremes: boisterous and loud Perona and the cold, serious Mihawk, who only seemed to take pleasure in seeing Zoro get beaten up. The subtle smile was certainly a surprise, though not at all unwelcomed.

"Hoya? So you are from Sabaody!" The musician briefly recalled all that happened on the archipelago both times that he was there. As a regular citizen, little Mihawk probably didn't have any problems with the Marine base being so close, but the regular visits from the Celestial Dragons and all the destructive pirates that wanted to pass to fishmen island... Brook couldn't help but worry about pretty much anybody living on Sabaody.

"Whaaaat! Your craftsmanship is remarkable!" The skeleton gasped, leaning a bit closer to better see the seams on the jacket. "Incredible! It so tough to find fashionable clothes that don't just fit my stature..." Soul King gestured at his knees sticking awkwardly from under the table, as it was still a bit too small for him. "...but also are easy to move in... Especially considering how fast I usually am. Yohohoho! Do you perhaps take requests, Mihawk-san?"

[prentissluvr]

tw long rant and swearing!

hey!! if you don't like something i wrote! shut the fuck up and move on!! thanks bye!! no hate is tolerated on this blog :)))

i don't care if you don't like the way i characterized someone in my story!! shut up and get a better hobby than hating on something someone has spent hours creating and pouring love into and accusing them of hating one of their favorite characters because you think that the fic they wrote FOR FUN and NOT FOR YOU is bad characterization/makes the character flawed in a way that you don't like because you have a poor understanding of what makes fanfiction fanfiction (and also humans human tbh lol). sure, they're maybe more flawed than in the actual show, but THATS THE FUCKING POINT OF FANFICTION!!! IS THAT ITS NOT A REAL PART OF THE SHOW!!! AND ITS WRITTEN!!! FOR FUNNNNN!!!!! AND NOT FUCKING FOR YOU AND YOUR FUCK ASS OPINIONS SPECIFICALLY!!!!!!!! and if you think it sucks, i don't care!! you are entitled to your opinion!!!! hate it so so so much but get the fuck over yourself if you think that telling me it's horrible and unrealistic and somehow creating a bad wrap FOR MY FAVORITE CHARACTER IN THIS SHOW is somehow a meaningful usage of your time or gonna get me to delete the fic or stop liking it or stop promoting my own hard work !!!! i'm proud of the things i write and nothing will ever change that. i hope you know what a shitty shitty shitty (and embarrassing) thing it is to do to leave a whole paragraph of hate under someone's hard work just because they interpret a fictional fucking character in a way that you don't like. genuinely genuinely get the fuck over yourself and find a better way to spend your time than caring more about fictional characters than real life people.

[hellsitegenetics]

What’s the most unusual request you’ve gotten so far?

probably the guy who sent me their full name and then offered to send me their address if it wasn't enough text to BLAST

[jazda-iga]

Top 15 highest paid women athletes!

[lunar-wandering]

Macaque: riddle me this-

MK: no

Macaque: ...no?

MK: no. im not doing this again. im not gonna play a part in your evil little charades.

Macaque:

Macaque: kid i was just going to ask if you wanted juice or chocolate milk-

MK: and how were you going to phrase it?

Macaque, with a long dramatic sigh: riddle me this, the drink of darkness or the drink of fruit mist

MK: SEE!! YA SEE!!! THAT DOESNT EVEN MAKE ANY FUCKING SENSE. IM NOT PLAYING YOUR CRAZY GAMES-

[canisalbus]

IDK if I'm phrasing this correctly, but in my brain, Vasco is, like, the personification (caninification?) of an afternoon chilling on a back porch swing.

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[armandssawtrap]

[t00thpasteface]

. so you made my mom a hawkahy shipper. she doesn't even like slash. she's homophobic. how did you do this?????

comedy is disarming, sincerity is endearing, and alan alda could sell a ketchup popsicle to a woman in white gloves

[ratatatastic]

another child has come out toddling of the woodworks to moon over siboney and in other news the sky is blue

feat. a sasha mention because god forbid the sasha love chip that gets implanted into every kitties brain once they become part of this team ever fails like oh we are speaking of other players well coincidentally sasha-

Primetime Panthers | 12.11.24 (x)

[comas-are-for-sleeping]

WHAT THE FUCK IM SEEING MCR FOR THE SECOND TIME I NEVER EVEN THOUGHT IT WOULD HAPPEN A SINGLE TIME

[lovely-v]

Okay crazy that Doctor Who has now created an infinite David Tennant loophole where there can bring him back at any time for any reason 😭