my mom is trying to pick a colour for her new wheelchair and me and my dad are telling her to get black and she’s just like “but how will I know if someone is stealing it” and my dad is just like “because you’ll be sitting on the floor” and she slapped him
did you know that teachers are instructed to get in between two boys in an altercation and break their eye contact because boys will disengage once the immediate situation is interrupted but they’re instructed to like never ever get in between two girls in a fight because girls wont stop after they lose sight and will actively try to go through whatever’s in between them and teachers are supposed to wait for security to break the shit apart
teenage girls will fuck your shit up
sherlock-baggins-uss-enterprise:
me every morning
Yes there is a gif!
drag this gif every frame is a masterpiece
the prompts:
Matt: “You gave me good advice” David: “Did I?” …. Matt: “Not advice that I can repeat.” I have some ideas on the nature of that advice. Do you? - RPF anon
I don’t suppose I could talk you into doing a little drabble of Matt and David being doofy on set for the 50th and Billie being bemused. - roseandherdoctor
Lagers procured and basket of chips ordered, David and Matt took a seat in a quiet corner of the pub. David had suggested the meeting as a friendly gesture, a sort of passing of the baton from one Doctor to the next.
“So,” Matt said, taking a long pull of his beer, knees bumping the bottom of the table. “I know playing the Doctor has got to be completely mad. But what’s the worst of it? Anything I should really steel myself for?”
“There’s the fans,”David said, running a hand over the stubble along his jaw that he’d allowed to grow since he finished filming. “Lovely bunch, but complete nutters. And you could get typecast, later on. People might not be able to see you as anything but the Doctor for a long time…”
“Anything else?” Matt asked, noticing that David had trailed off.
“Costars,” David blurted, quickly taking several gulps of his drink.
“What about them?”
“Don’t fall in love.”
***
During Billie’s first day back on set to film the 50th Anniversary episode, she noticed Matt and David laughing as they loitered by the coffee cart. They’re probably talking about footie or the hazards of living with gangly legs, she thought rolling her eyes, but decided to join them anyway.
“What are you girls giggling about, then?” she asked, taking a styrofoam cup and pouring herself some coffee.
“Oh, just reminiscing about some advice David had given me when I got the part,” Matt replied, and Billie could see him arch a brow at David out of the corner of her eye.
“And what advice was that?” she asked, stirring in a packet of creamer.
“Doesn’t matter,” David smirked. “The point is that he completely ignored it.”
“Did not!” Matt laughed, tea spilling over the lip of his cup.
“Course you did,” David replied, handing him a napkin. “Everyone could tell, it was so obvious!”
“Okay, what’s going on?” Billie furrowed her brow in the direction of her friends.
“Well even if I did, you set the precedent,” Matt said, throwing a glance Billie’s way.
“Yeah, but could you blame me?” David smirked, bumping Billie’s hip with his own.
“Suppose not,” Matt replied, before realizing the director was calling him back to set. He tossed his cup of tea in the bin and jogged away, leaving David and Billie staring at each other, drinks growing cold in their hands.
“Seriously, what are you two on about?” Billie asked, failing to hide the bemusement in her voice.
“Oh nothing,” David smiled, stooping to plant a kiss on her cheek.
the swim team at my school was able to slip in “we go in hard and come out wet” in the yearbook and the yearbook people didn’t realize it until it was too late so they put stickers over that part but everyone’s taking that shit off
that is beautiful
I LOVE HER SHE IS SO UNIMPRESSED BY THE DOCTOR AND HE DOESN’T UNDERSTAND HOW
(Source: rosamundcrawley)
Me when someone ain’t being cool to my bros.
God Bless the Cactuses
Doctor Who Series 4: The End of Time
#please imagine #tentoo waking up that first Sunday they’re in London #in Rose’s apartment #and she’s in the living room #on her hands and knees #ripping up the carpet with a boxcutter #and he’s standing here in Pete’s trackpants and Pete’s socks #wondering if Rose has gone mad from stress and dimension hopping #and she doesn’t look up #from the shredded mess that used to be very nice carpet #just says #”there’s no mortgage on the place - you can thank my dad for that - but I thought I might do something about these carpets” #and he remembers the conversation they had #on an impossible planet #when his hearts had felt torn apart by the black hole looming over them #and then his single heart gives a little odd off-kilter beat #and soon he’s put the kettle on for tea #and is helping Rose tear up the carpet #and trying to argue for getting rid of the doors while they’re at it #(”We’d be able to have conversations when you’re in the shower!” #”We already have conversations when I’m in the shower.” #”Shouting out my name is not a conversation Rose Tyler and neither is begging for more.” #”Blimey I forgot how pedantic you could be!”) (via valueturtle)
(Source: matthewsmitth)
This little company from Kenya makes toys from slippers that wash up on the beach. Pictures by Ben Curtis
How glorious is this?! Upcycling at its finest…
I like this.
it takes 237 muscles to fake an orgasm but 15 to say “it’s called a clitoris and it’s right here”
#don’t ever fake an orgasm let them know they disappointed you
