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dallonweekes:

YOU SURE ABOUT THAT MAN

gallifreyandressage:

lookingforcastiel:

s-guy:

fandance:

themostrandomtimeoftheyear:

issybird:

agentsweet:

madnessinitstrueform:

bennyslegs:

whoviackian:

fireflyastoria:



Imagine coming across this one day. 
On a totally normal, slightly bored walk in the woods.
Turning around the bend and seeing this. 
Just imagine.

i’m not even a massive doctor who fan and this broke my heart
this like seeing hogwarts as a ruin (and not being a muggle, so you know it’s really a ruin)
or seeing 221b being rented out by some horrible college kids partying and being loud
or the impala being crushed and useless (wait, i’m not up-to-date with supernatural atm, but didn’t something bad actually happen to the impala? fuck that show is just heart-break central)



But imagine going to it. Letting your hands move across the paint, disrupting the plants around it and then
click
The door opens.

You’re walking through the woods on a wonderful day, when you turn around a corner and see something that makes your heart stop. Thoughts, memories, images flood your head, and you think over and over, No no no, it can’t be. It’s just a show, right? It can’t be. You don’t even realize it as you walk up to it, and you cautiously lay your hand on it.
When it actually comes in contact with the wood, your eyes widen. Oh my god. It’s here. It’s real. I’m not imagining it. but then you realize something else. It looks…sad. Worn down. As if it hadn’t moved in years. Tears fill your eyes. Oh, Doctor. Where are you?? What happened?? Your head leans on the door as you close your eyes, trying to keep yourself from crying. It’s so stupid, but…
You aren’t able to finish that thought. You hear a soft click, and the door opens, causing you to stumble forward. A pair of shoes enter your line of vision. You slowly look up, seeing slacks next, then a jacket over a button up shirt, a bow tie, and then…it’s him.
Your hand covers your mouth as your eyes widen, everything hitting you at once. Oh my god it’s him. Its him it’s him it’s him. Oh god everything was real. The angels, cybermen, daleks, oh god Rose and Martha and Donna and Amy and Rory, and Jack and oh god if Jacks real then Torchwood and Ianto and oh god. You don’t even realize youve just said all that out loud as he sets his hands on your shoulders. “Are you alright?? What you were saying…how did you know that??”
You are full on crying now, tears running down your cheeks, and you can’t help when you embrace him. “Oh my god it’s you and your real and you’ve saved Earth and everyone so many times and I can’t believe it and just thank you and Im sorry for all the bad stuff that happens.” He awkwardly hugs you back before you pull away and wipe at your face with your sleeve. “Uhm, sorry f-for that. It just, uhm…” you don’t know how to explain it. How important he is to you, how many amazing people you’ve met because of him, how much he inspires you, how much you look up to him. Heck, you’re probably insane right now.
The Doctor just looks at you for a moment before grabbing your hand and pulling you inside. Your eyes widen as you stare at the bright room and, “Oh god it’s bigger on the inside.”
He grins like a child when he hears that. “I love it when they say that!” He flits about the room as you stand there, wringing your hands out, knees shaking as you stare wide eyed at everything.
“Now!” he exclaims. “How would you,” he points at you, excited. “like to come for an adventure?”
You can’t get the words out fast enough. “Yes. Please, take me.”

Omg I’ve always imgined something like this. Having to explain to your favorite characters that their life is a TV show and that you know everything.

And then the world falls away around you, and you’re staring at the door of a tired, old police box again. You glance at the surrounding area, knowing that no one has seen your tears but you can’t help but look anyway. Back at the door again, and you
Breathe.
Deep.
Release.
You reach out and grasp the handle with the knowledge that this time, you’re doing it with your own hands. You’re doing this knowing that it won’t be like in the shows but maybe, just maybe, you can dream again.

I don’t even watch Doctor Who (yet) but this is the saddest fucking thing and I could probably go on for a couple of hours about exactly what I am feeling right now. ;_;

My  heart is broken. Sob.

i’m fucking crying omg

^^

gallifreyandressage:

lookingforcastiel:

s-guy:

fandance:

themostrandomtimeoftheyear:

issybird:

agentsweet:

madnessinitstrueform:

bennyslegs:

whoviackian:

fireflyastoria:

Imagine coming across this one day. 

On a totally normal, slightly bored walk in the woods.

Turning around the bend and seeing this. 

Just imagine.

i’m not even a massive doctor who fan and this broke my heart

this like seeing hogwarts as a ruin (and not being a muggle, so you know it’s really a ruin)

or seeing 221b being rented out by some horrible college kids partying and being loud

or the impala being crushed and useless (wait, i’m not up-to-date with supernatural atm, but didn’t something bad actually happen to the impala? fuck that show is just heart-break central)

But imagine going to it. Letting your hands move across the paint, disrupting the plants around it and then

click

The door opens.

You’re walking through the woods on a wonderful day, when you turn around a corner and see something that makes your heart stop. Thoughts, memories, images flood your head, and you think over and over, No no no, it can’t be. It’s just a show, right? It can’t be. You don’t even realize it as you walk up to it, and you cautiously lay your hand on it.

When it actually comes in contact with the wood, your eyes widen. Oh my god. It’s here. It’s real. I’m not imagining it. but then you realize something else. It looks…sad. Worn down. As if it hadn’t moved in years. Tears fill your eyes. Oh, Doctor. Where are you?? What happened?? Your head leans on the door as you close your eyes, trying to keep yourself from crying. It’s so stupid, but…

You aren’t able to finish that thought. You hear a soft click, and the door opens, causing you to stumble forward. A pair of shoes enter your line of vision. You slowly look up, seeing slacks next, then a jacket over a button up shirt, a bow tie, and then…it’s him.

Your hand covers your mouth as your eyes widen, everything hitting you at once. Oh my god it’s him. Its him it’s him it’s him. Oh god everything was real. The angels, cybermen, daleks, oh god Rose and Martha and Donna and Amy and Rory, and Jack and oh god if Jacks real then Torchwood and Ianto and oh god. You don’t even realize youve just said all that out loud as he sets his hands on your shoulders. “Are you alright?? What you were saying…how did you know that??”

You are full on crying now, tears running down your cheeks, and you can’t help when you embrace him. “Oh my god it’s you and your real and you’ve saved Earth and everyone so many times and I can’t believe it and just thank you and Im sorry for all the bad stuff that happens.” He awkwardly hugs you back before you pull away and wipe at your face with your sleeve. “Uhm, sorry f-for that. It just, uhm…” you don’t know how to explain it. How important he is to you, how many amazing people you’ve met because of him, how much he inspires you, how much you look up to him. Heck, you’re probably insane right now.

The Doctor just looks at you for a moment before grabbing your hand and pulling you inside. Your eyes widen as you stare at the bright room and, “Oh god it’s bigger on the inside.”

He grins like a child when he hears that. “I love it when they say that!” He flits about the room as you stand there, wringing your hands out, knees shaking as you stare wide eyed at everything.

“Now!” he exclaims. “How would you,” he points at you, excited. “like to come for an adventure?”

You can’t get the words out fast enough. “Yes. Please, take me.”

Omg I’ve always imgined something like this. Having to explain to your favorite characters that their life is a TV show and that you know everything.

And then the world falls away around you, and you’re staring at the door of a tired, old police box again. You glance at the surrounding area, knowing that no one has seen your tears but you can’t help but look anyway. Back at the door again, and you

Breathe.

Deep.

Release.

You reach out and grasp the handle with the knowledge that this time, you’re doing it with your own hands. You’re doing this knowing that it won’t be like in the shows but maybe, just maybe, you can dream again.

I don’t even watch Doctor Who (yet) but this is the saddest fucking thing and I could probably go on for a couple of hours about exactly what I am feeling right now. ;_;

My  heart is broken. Sob.

i’m fucking crying omg

^^

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Mom: are you ready to leave
Me: yeah hold on
5 minutes later
Me: Okay I'm ready
Mom: Okay, but first I have to curl my hair, walk the dogs, watch Gone With The Wind, read this novel, cook enough food for the entire country of Africa, run a 5k marathon, write out my life story by hand, and take a nap
“OMAHGAWD, Pema, like, STOLE Tenzin from Lin!”

“First one to bring me that will get a ride back with Peggy!”

Some of the movies from The Mind of Tim Burton

BIG FISH WAS DIRECTED BY TIM BURTON?!

hawkeye at the door omg

oddwritesstuff:

switch842:

Hal Sparks | You’ve been saying those phrases backwards. Now, stop it. (x)

Odd! This is what I was telling you about the other day! See? You’re not the only one. :-)

HEEEE!!!!  It’s funny because it’s true!  :D

dragonsroar:

ok who the hell looked at this creature and went

“im going to turn this thing blue and give it oversized gloves and shoes

and make it the fastest thing on the planet

Problems of teenagers.
most teenagers: omg my parents caught me smoking yesterday
me: why can't I untangle these earphones
wh4ckk:

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rightnowrighhere:

n-1tr0:

f-kes:

mcsuperfag:

anx-i3ty:

callmetassy:

nutellamustache:

wizardcudd:

twistedflaws:

fag-t:

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exh-le:

n-rd:

vibr8:

Hey, I just met you…

and this is crazy

but here’s my number

so call me maybe.

and all the other boys

try to chase me

swag swag swag on you

o

chillin by the fire while we eatin fondue.

i dont know about me but i know about you,

so say hello to falsetto in three two.

swag. I’d like to be everything you want

hey girl, let me talk to you

i almost drowned at the pussy so i swam to the butt

It’s Eastside, we in this bitch

The Itsy Bitsy Spider went up the waterspout.
Starships were meant to fly

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed 
But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell

I’ll paint the lockers with your brains :)

wh4ckk:

l1-ghts:

rightnowrighhere:

n-1tr0:

f-kes:

mcsuperfag:

anx-i3ty:

callmetassy:

nutellamustache:

wizardcudd:

twistedflaws:

fag-t:

zacefr-n:

hollywoo-d:

exh-le:

n-rd:

vibr8:

Hey, I just met you…

and this is crazy

but here’s my number

so call me maybe.

and all the other boys

try to chase me

swag swag swag on you

o

chillin by the fire while we eatin fondue.

i dont know about me but i know about you,

so say hello to falsetto in three two.

swag. I’d like to be everything you want

hey girl, let me talk to you

i almost drowned at the pussy so i swam to the butt

It’s Eastside, we in this bitch

The Itsy Bitsy Spider went up the waterspout.

Starships were meant to fly

The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed 

But when you smile at the ground it ain’t hard to tell

I’ll paint the lockers with your brains :)

the-secret-base:

kyoukinohana:

thepunygodofmischief:

hulksmashes:


“cap”

“cap”

“what is it bruce”

“hulk like cap smell”

“bruce, please stop”

“does hulk smell patriotism”


“stawp Bruce.”

“Das gay”
 
“I thought we were science buddies Bruse.”
 
“what happened to us?’


“what am I doing here?”

“what’s gay?”

“the fuck is this?”

“the fuck is that?”

“help”

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the-secret-base:

kyoukinohana:

thepunygodofmischief:

hulksmashes:

“cap”

“cap”

“what is it bruce”

“hulk like cap smell”

“bruce, please stop”

“does hulk smell patriotism”

“stawp Bruce.”

“Das gay”

 

“I thought we were science buddies Bruse.”

 

“what happened to us?’

“what am I doing here?”

“what’s gay?”

“the fuck is this?”

“the fuck is that?”

“help”

reblogging for ^ omg

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