"you don't expect a sunset to admire you back"

the fact Thirteen carries around ginger sweets when ginger is a known intoxicant for Gallifreyans

can’t stop thinking about hungry csnnibal blonde master.. such a strange guy

I miss you twelfth doctor I miss you clara oswald I miss you bill potts I miss you missy

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

There has never been a character more iconic and unserious than the master cosplaying as Rasputin and doing the dance while playing music and disco lights. Surrounded by his henchmen and about to kill his greatest enemy. This man takes every single opportunity to be a diva and I’m here for it

uhh heyy it’s me again yeahh hi would you mind maybe looking into my beautiful puppy-dog eyes so I can hypnotise you real quick. thanks.