#whichever is easiest

[batsyvie]

14 staying on Earth has SO many opportunities for angst. He needs to visit the companion support group! He needs to reunite with them all! Making amends with Martha and Mickey, his old face returning to Jack, apologising to Rory’s father for failing to bring the Ponds back, meeting Yaz again and telling her that yes, he still loves her, and he’s sorry that it’s not enough.

I need him to find the families of those he couldn’t save and to give them closure! i need him to wake up in a cold sweat and let thousands of years worth of hurt spill out so that he can be looked after!

i need him to look at Rose Temple-Noble and be haunted by how her smile and enthusiasm is all too similar to Rose Tyler. For him to look at Donna and mistake her for another red-headed best friend he once had. For him to feel a gaping hole where Clara Oswald had once made herself at home during his past lives whenever he passes a brunette. To see a puddle of water and be unable to restrain himself from peering in and praying he sees a glimpse of Bill in there. 14 visiting a museum and remembering there was a time where he would just point and laugh at archaeologists. now he just hurts.

[heartofspells]

I have finished the first chapter of my Prongsfoot Epic (it's not, really, that's just what i'm calling it because i've yet to decide on a title, no one get excited). And now I desperately want to post it, but I won't be until it's completely finished, and maybe not for a while after that. I actually have a definite date set for it. BUT the urge. It is strong.

So. Who wants to talk about all things Prongsfoot to help settle my brain? Blurbs, quips, exchanges, headcanons, endless misdeeds, messy-headed, grey-eyed babies running rampant around their legs. The possibilities are ceaseless. Let's goooo!

[atomicniire]

You were cursed by a dark lord

What is this about because honestly it could apply to a lot of things. Also is the dark Lord in the room with us. Are they interested in me still. Please contact me if so. For sinning purposes.

[gumiebearolicious]

There are two kinds of overstimulation

Overstimulated cold: there is too much every hurts I want to scream and curl up into a ball at the bottom of a well and never return to the surface and when did I start crying!!!!!

overstimulated fire: there is too much every is burning I hate everyone im gonna bash someone’s scull in and rip off my own skin and burn everything to the ground and build a sandcastle out of the ashes and when did I start crying!!!!!

[cerebipalsy]

I hate that it takes me so much conscious effort to sit up straight. My back is hurting really badly lately because I’m always hunched over.

[theslimeologist]

Its viscerally upsetting that our preferences are apparently respected but we’re all automatically opted in for tumblr’s AI 3rd party “partners” to supposedly scrape our posts and content? L O L

BLOG SETTINGS -> VISIBILITY -> ENABLE “PREVENT 3RD PARTY SHARING”

If you’re on mobile *you must first update the tumblr app*

THIS MUST BE DONE FOR EVERY INDIVIDUAL PUBLIC BLOG YOU HAVE

[stellewriites]

really fucking grinds my gears how my dad knows just how to make me feel fucking guilty for putting up boundaries and saying no

[thecoyotescry]

things I would tweet if Folio was my husband

[purple-genius]

Now this I can get behind, but.... Still too local.....

Wake up to Donnie wanting me dead 😭

[lightbringer-morningstar]

@lettherebemonsters asked:

" And so we set up a new treaty between Heaven and Hell. Exterminations are on pause until more is discovered about redemption. If more are redeemed, it'll be permanently halted."

( Sera to Lucifer!)

"Really? Just like tha--- I mean FANTASTIC! You've got yourself a deal!" Ooo, that slipped, he knew exactly how taboo that particular term was with the holy-rollies upstairs, he winces it off and searches for a correction to it before they all gasp and clutch their pearls, "...erm a treaty, an arrangement... thinger... whatever it's called! On behalf of all of Hell, my daughter and I will happily sign on!"

He switches gears fast but really he's still surprised at the effect his daughter's efforts have had on, well, everything! Hopefully, it was a smooth recovery and they can continue to proceed. He summons a golden quill to have handy in-case there's documents waiting for him to lay the ol' royal Morningstar signature on.

[h-a-unted]

LIKE THIS for memes or a short starter from Sang-woo! Specify your muse if multi!

[unefemmedamnee]

deserted island, ur stuck with tumblr transmasc transandrobro or a terf, take ur pick. u cannot kys

[myrtaceaae]

I'll not lie, seeing other countries voting systems baffles and infuriates me.

What do you mean voting isn't compulsory?? That's like. If a candidate wins but 30% of people in the electorate didn't vote at all, how is your representative actually going to represent the views of their electorate.

What do you mean you need to bring photo ID??? Surely they can just cross your name off the electoral role in the big books???? What if you don't have appropriate ID???? How are you supposed to vote.

And what are you talking about that you can only put your vote towards a single candidate???? Surely that's not true, surely you can number them according to your preference?? Please tell me that you can just rank them, please tell me that your vote has power over every party, not just one.

It's like. How are you supposed to have a democratic country if people can just. Not vote, and be unable to vote without ID, and can only put their vote towards a single party. Literally so fucked up.

[galarglory]

@canidgrit wants to know: "Do you always talk so much?"

"Are yew always such a cunt? Excuse the fuck outta me fer being excited, not all of us can have de personality of a wet paper bag, mate." Isn't this a great way to introduce yourself to someone. No hi, no hello, no how are you. Just straight to the defensive and insults when they comment on how much she talks. Which yeah she does talk a lot. Especially when excited or nervous. But he doesn't need to point it out!!

[bardengarde]

Mike Farrells Bonanza character is actually going to be a problem for me oh no

[honorhearted]

"take your bloody hands off of me!" from claire

@retrograderesemblance

The air was thick with smoke from musket-fire, and shouts arose from varying vantage points as Ben remained hunkered low behind a tree. He and his men had been out on a reconnaissance mission – it was supposed to be quick and open-and-shut – yet despite assurances of otherwise, they’d been thwarted by a small group of loyalists.

Aiming his flintlock as silently as he could, Ben glanced around the tree in his cramped position, his vision momentarily blinded by sweat as he searched through the woods. His cheek stung from a shallow cut he’d received from a low-hanging branch, and with a grimace, he paused to wipe his sleeve across the wound. Blood and perspiration smeared across his white cuff and further dirtied up his uniform.

Bang!

Fresh musket-shot zipped through the air and Ben dove to the side before running in a zigzag. Not pausing to look over his shoulder, he wove in between various trees and tore through the underbrush, all the while searching for the perfect place to take cover. Nearly losing his balance across the forest floor, he righted himself again and stumbled onward, but not before slamming headlong into a figure…something petite and warm.

Cursing, Ben managed to keep his flintlock from discharging as he landed harshly onto the stranger. He was suddenly peering directly into two wide eyes, and his breath caught once he realized he’d fallen over stop of…a woman? What in God’s name…?

Scanning the stranger from head to toe, he balked in mortification once he realized this woman was indecent – her odd-looking shift ended well above the knee, and her stockings, though a decent enough cover, were a peculiar color and fabric. Good God, who would have been cruel enough to steal this woman’s skirts? And why?

"Take your bloody hands off of me!"

Oh. Well, that had certainly been sobering...

Amidst trying to keep himself from being overheard by the enemy, let alone targeted, he now had to deal with a screeching, hysterical woman on top of it all. Had he been any less shocked, he might have slapped the sense into her -- he'd seen the camp physicians do this more than once -- but he remained stock-still and frozen before stammering, "I...I-I...m-madam, I am only trying to help...please! You must keep your voice down!"