when i die put this on my gravestone and all over my grave
You know what would be amazing? If this fantastic woman became the next companion. Just an ordinary plain girl with asthma an 4s scarf. Just imagine her and Capaldi flying around time and space. No romance. No stupid banter. Just good. old fashioned. Fun.
If feel like she’d lose her inhaler a lot and then Capaldi would get into a lot of trouble trying to find it and eventually he’s just keep like ten inhalers in the TARDIS
2013 is almost over and all i did this year was watch so much fucking star trek and cry so fucking much about star trek
its 20 fucking 13 can we stop pretending that online activism and general awareness campaigns “dont do anything” before i got on tumblr i was a racist sexist anti-feminist piece of garbage whos greatest understanding of any social issue was discrimination against white gay men and that trans people were “men trapped in womens bodies”
obviously something fucking right is going on so why dont you stop being pessimistic little shits.
I’m too lazy to gif right now, but I just wanted to point out the way they look at each other when they think the other one isn’t looking. Like they’re so in love they don’t know what to do with themselves. Like the man sitting across from them is made of stars, like they hung the moon. Like their bond is so profound it can never be broken.
ye olde beyblade
let thou rip