I’m done no more I’m done with 9-1-1 cos what the actual fuck was that absolute trash episode im done I’m at my grans and I’m trying to cry silently im done with this show
I like to think that Doctor Who from the Master's perspective could be called 'One Man's Quest To Get His Spouse To Come Back Home And Abandon His Massive Ant Colony'. Everything is so much funnier if you picture the Master being absolutely baffled at the Doctor defending Earth, because he's borderline immortal whilst humans die so quickly - killing a human is like stepping on a spider, and the Doctor is the guy who swoops in with a cup and paper to move the spider outside even if the decision seems nonsensical. I like to reframe the Master's attempts to take over the universe as him desperately asking the Doctor "we could get a dog? Or a cat? Or adopt? Are the ants really worth it, you have no other hobbies".
i want to boop the babys
people who are afraid of snakes are fuckin’ WILD, like dude, just carefully step over these fat babies’ sausage bodies and gently move the burmese python chillin’ against the door, then you become unfathomably rich. i would do this for $10. i would do this for FREE.
girl this doctor is canonicly a boy kisser we need the master now
*the doctor telling belinda’s he’s the last of the timelords*
me, immediately taking it as a sign that we’re getting a master return
And his room is pink
Ways Bruce knows his kids are mad at him:
His Batsuit is no longer black
The Batmobile is no longer black
All the tires in the Batcave are gone
His ringtone is “Baby” by Justin Bieber and he can’t change it
Someone gives Damian a new pet
He is suddenly committed to five social events in the same week
Everything in his bedroom has moved two inches to the right
He can only find Superman pajamas
All the coffee is missing even though at least two of his children always seem to have a cup in hand
All the snacks in his utility belt are banana flavored
He has an interview scheduled with Lois Lane
He has no matching socks
Constantine has his phone number and now he has to change it again
i want good luck
Cos why am I planing a hole ass Shabbat with the hole
Fam
world so bleak it has my secular jewish ass lighting shabbat candles again
Shout-out to the autistics who crave hugs. Shout-out to the autistics whose love language is touch.
And shout-out to the autistics who were denied a timely diagnosis because a misinformed professional thought you were "too affectionate" to be autistic.
You aren't any less autistic because of how you show affection. And you aren't nearly as rare as pop culture and outdated research would imply.
let it die let it die(rest of lorax song)
Reblog to make it die faster
compilation