I am a Refreshingly Quirky Unitarian Universalist ENFP book wyrm, nerdfighter, and (hopefully) future FSO. This tumblr will display anything I like from the profound to the flippant to the strange to the silly to the beautiful.
Stuff I enjoy: Doctor Who, Sherlock, Castle, White Collar, Firefly, Last of the Mohicans, Harry Potter, NCIS, Bones, Treasure Planet, Tamora Pierce books, Diana Gabaldon books, Lois McMaster Bujold books, Patricia Briggs books, Gail Dayton books, John Green books, vlogbrothers, shakespeare, poetry, steampunk, Renaissance Faires, Sci-Fi cons, Christopher Moore books, Good Omens, Jane Austen books, books in general, Dungeons and Dragons, Dollhouse, House, dragons, knitting, chainmaille, chocolate, and poetry
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
i’m sorry this is like, obligatory
ten what are you even doing
SO CUTE ;3;
!! !!
no seriously Ten what is happening-
OH YOUR SONIC IS THE 1 AND YOU’RE MAKING A 0 WITH YOUR FINGERS OHHH
al;kjfsd;aljf;ajf this is the cutest thing
THE CUTEST THING <3 <3
No, Ten. Seriously. WHAT ARE YOU DOING.
Right, I’m calling your parents.
Are you disrespecting the house of Pond?! Art thou calling my mother a Scottish kiss-o-gram?
Enough!
Art thou calling my father a bumbling plastic Roman?!
Mels.
But he ain’t still a bumbling plastic Roman!
Listen to me.
But he ain’t still even a bumbling plastic Roman though!
That’s enough.
I’m hot and bovvered. This incarnation - bovvered. Sweetie. Spoilers. I am hot and bovvered.
My Doctor did once burn up a sun.
My dad is even more dead than mummy’s hair red.
If I’m yet to be River, why then my breasts aren’t done.
If hair be wires, black wires now grow on my head.
Doctor has seen Rose damasked, pink and yellow,
But no such Rose see I in any weeks.
And in some spoilers is there more delight,
Than in the vwooorp that from his box reeks.
I love to hear the Doctor speak, yet well I know,
That Silence hath bring a far more terrible sound.
I grant I never saw a Captain go,
My Doctor, when he walks, stumbles on the ground.
And yet by Gallifrey, I think my love as rare,
As any he snogged with false compare.
Sonic me, alien boy!
