starting a collection
Hey man, so sorry about your lover. Yeah, she’s trapped in another universe. Yeah, she also absorbed the heart of your space ship/time traveling machine. Yeah, she’s always going to be mentioned in the future because of how important she is.
Started thinking of Kevin frkm welcome to nightvale and I had to jumping jacks to calm me down. What is this little freak?? Why is he like that?? I hate him but I love him and I want to throw him in a out of lava, I want to befriend him but also kick him.
Reblog this if it’s okay to DM you and shoot the friendship shot.
there are two competing sects on this website - one that uses the word "spicy" to mean "neurodivergent" and one that uses the word "spicy" to mean "sexual content." i do not like either of them
sorry for making y’all look at this with your own two eyes but like… they plague my every waking moment
Jack harkness the man you are. He kisses the doctor and rose and then like dies right after, then gets revived cause of roses love for him. Then he proceeds to look for the doctor for centuries after getting abandoned and then proceeds to fall inlove with his co worker who let a cyber man into the hub. They flirt infront of their dead co workers corps and then the lover fucking dies
you don't "hate kids," you hate being forced into a caretaking role.
you don't "hate kids," you hate censorship passed off as family values.
you don't "hate kids," you hate the constrictiveness of the nuclear family.
you don't "hate kids," you're just not used to occupying fully age diverse spaces so you're not used to the noise or the many different kinds of needs.
you don't "hate kids," most public spaces just aren't built for kids, and so the few kids you see are always uncomfortable and distressed.
you don't "hate kids," you hate the intense social rules assigned to kids and anyone who interacts with kids.
You don't "hate kids," you hate how society reproduces its most restrictive elements and how kids are powerless to resist it.
wore my thigh high boots on a walk today and we had to take a path through some long grass and while everyone else was rolling their pants into their socks and putting on jackets to protect themselves from ticks i was standing there smug as hell in my thigh high leather boots.
I decided to review "Magi: the Labyrinth of Magic" and now I have hyperfix on Sinbad once again…
So here 5 minutes sketch of this man