(Source: simplypotterheads)

paintbrushgirl24:

horusss:

angelicatherubiks:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

capitalistjesus:

ewwehaine:

nerdyandawesome:

itswibblywobblyin221b:

because everyone needs a time vortex on their blog

True

take a shot each time a hipster blog reblogs this

die of alcohol poisoning

it represents the spiraling and infinite black vortex of the soul

*shot*

and in that moment i swear we were wibbly-wobbly

And time wimey

paintbrushgirl24:

horusss:

angelicatherubiks:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

capitalistjesus:

ewwehaine:

nerdyandawesome:

itswibblywobblyin221b:

because everyone needs a time vortex on their blog

True

take a shot each time a hipster blog reblogs this

die of alcohol poisoning

it represents the spiraling and infinite black vortex of the soul

*shot*

and in that moment i swear we were wibbly-wobbly

And time wimey

(Source: )

*unbaes you*

(Source: jxggxr)

saucylarry:

lockmyhearticantchange:

How to gracefully deal with gay rumors.

Forever reblog.

I can not not reblog this

(Source: zulualphacharlie)

Reblog if Chris Evans boobs are better than yours

(Source: onebuttscratcher)


My parents sent me a picture of their kitchen renovation

My parents sent me a picture of their kitchen renovation

aktx:

tarntino:

me: *sees a white boy* *locks my car doors*

white boy: *knocks on window* what would you be doing if I was in there with you ;)

Reading a book on this rainy day.

gaykatniss:

my new theme song

(Source: sw4mp-queen)

“Fear makes companions of us all.”

- wise, beautiful, wonderful Clara Oswald, your queen and lady (via hysteriastation)

willowpapex:

yes the rumours are true, I am pregnant and I have dyed my hair a darker colour because Im a mum and thats what mums do! XO

willowpapex:

yes the rumours are true, I am pregnant and I have dyed my hair a darker colour because Im a mum and thats what mums do! XO

(Source: porpetinascamander)

excusemewhileilightupthesky:

221badwolfstreet:

hippofoliage:

dittanyandthedoctor:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

221badwolfstreet:

hiddlestonhug:

tardis-mind-palace:


Adorable 10th Doctor and Weeping Angel from DragonCon via reddit 

OH god I ship this so hard but the relationship would suck because she could only speak and move when he wasn’t looking… But he would trust her enough to turn his back OH GOD THE FEELS SOMEONE FIC THIS

This is adorable.

When he walked into the room, it was too quiet and too dark. Quickly, he pulled out his sonic screw driver and started to turn in a circle in order to scan for any life in the room. As he was spinning, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. 
Something still.
Something with wings.
Something hiding its face.
The Doctor knew he only had milliseconds before the Weeping Angel would reach him and feed off of his time energy. Wielding his sonic screwdriver, The Doctor spun to face the angel. however, what he saw when he faced the angel almost caused him to blink…almost.
Instead of clawed hands and a snarling face, The Weeping Angel was reaching out towards The Doctor with a longing expression on her stony face. Even though her face was illuminated by the blue light from the sonic screw driver The Doctor recognized her features any where. Leaning in too examine her pained face The Doctor only managed to whisper, “Rose?”
Even though she couldn’t answer with him looking at her, The Doctor knew it was his Rose. She had the same curved lips, the same round face, the same nose that he always touched when she sassed him. “Rose Tyler, what happened to you?”
The Doctor knew that if he wanted an answer, he’d have to close his eyes.
“I’m trusting you, Rose. Please. please still be my Rose.”
Slowly, The Doctor closed his eyes and as soon as he was left in the darkness he felt his chest tighten and a cold hand placed itself on his cheek.
“Doctor,” she spoke as soft as the petal of the flower she was named for, “My Doctor, oh how I’ve missed you so.”

NOOOOOO

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED
THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED AT ALL

go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.

No, let’s rock this AU 


OH MY GOD TOU MADE THAT OFF OF SOMETHING THAT I WROTE
MY FIC
HOLY FUCK

MY HEART

excusemewhileilightupthesky:

221badwolfstreet:

hippofoliage:

dittanyandthedoctor:

the-fandoms-are-cool:

elphabaforpresidentofgallifrey:

221badwolfstreet:

hiddlestonhug:

tardis-mind-palace:

OH god I ship this so hard but the relationship would suck because she could only speak and move when he wasn’t looking… But he would trust her enough to turn his back OH GOD THE FEELS SOMEONE FIC THIS

This is adorable.

When he walked into the room, it was too quiet and too dark. Quickly, he pulled out his sonic screw driver and started to turn in a circle in order to scan for any life in the room. As he was spinning, he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. 

Something still.

Something with wings.

Something hiding its face.

The Doctor knew he only had milliseconds before the Weeping Angel would reach him and feed off of his time energy. Wielding his sonic screwdriver, The Doctor spun to face the angel. however, what he saw when he faced the angel almost caused him to blink…almost.

Instead of clawed hands and a snarling face, The Weeping Angel was reaching out towards The Doctor with a longing expression on her stony face. Even though her face was illuminated by the blue light from the sonic screw driver The Doctor recognized her features any where. Leaning in too examine her pained face The Doctor only managed to whisper, “Rose?”

Even though she couldn’t answer with him looking at her, The Doctor knew it was his Rose. She had the same curved lips, the same round face, the same nose that he always touched when she sassed him. “Rose Tyler, what happened to you?”

The Doctor knew that if he wanted an answer, he’d have to close his eyes.

“I’m trusting you, Rose. Please. please still be my Rose.”

Slowly, The Doctor closed his eyes and as soon as he was left in the darkness he felt his chest tighten and a cold hand placed itself on his cheek.

“Doctor,” she spoke as soft as the petal of the flower she was named for, “My Doctor, oh how I’ve missed you so.”

NOOOOOO

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED

THAT’S NOT WHAT WE WANTED AT ALL

go sit in the corner and think about what you’ve done.

No, let’s rock this AU 

image

OH MY GOD TOU MADE THAT OFF OF SOMETHING THAT I WROTE

MY FIC

HOLY FUCK

MY HEART

(Source: pinkmanjesse)

(Source: ruinedchildhood)

theghostoflove
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