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Picture Perfect (11th Doctor)

The somewhat crumpled square of paper fluttered to the floor. You stared at it.

A photograph?

You absently placed the Doctor’s jacket down on the TARDIS railing. Your eyes never left the new object.

The Doctor didn’t own a camera. He didn’t take pictures, or keep hard copies, for that matter. He didn’t need to. Every image of every place he’d ever been to was stored in the TARDIS visual records. Everything digitalized. Paper seemed nonexistent in the time machine.  

But the Doctor had a photograph in his jacket. And it seemed it had been there for a while, from the state of its foldings and crumplings. What sort of sentimental thing would the Doctor keep for so long, and so close to his hearts, too?

In all your travels with him, only once did you ever remember him holding a camera (which gave you a clue as to when it was taken before you even turned it around).

Caliburn House. You recognized it from the day he’d taken Professor Palmer’s camera back to Victorian times, from the dress of the lady and the man in a top hat walking up the stone steps in the background. But there was another figure there too. You looked closer. It wasn’t the ghost.

The person in question sat on the steps leading up to the manor. You could tell from their candid and relaxed position they obviously didn’t know they were being photographed. Just sitting there, doing… nothing. There wasn’t anything special about what this person was doing in this picture, and yet it filled you with an unknown emotion. Head tilted and body facing slightly away, you could only just make them out… smiling. They looked happy. Completely at ease (despite the presence of a “ghost”, you might add). 

“Y/N? Is the sonic not in my–” he stopped. Walking back inside the TARDIS, the Doctor was cut off when he raised his eyes up to you. You were still standing by the seat by the console, back turned. A bolt of alarm coursed through him when he realized what the object of your attention was.

“Y/N?” he asked again. 

You turned around, and asked him.

“Is this a picture of me?”

He stared at you. A look of shock. He swallowed and tried to think of something clever to say. But how could he deny it?



His eyes found the ground, with a countenance of a child caught doing something bad. You walked over to him, slowly, hoping you weren’t coming across as angry. “Please, just, just tell me.”

“You looked lovely.”

You stopped. Speechless. You didn’t expect such an abrupt answer, or an answer such as this.

“I… what?”

“You looked– LOOK. Still look. Not that you don’t always look… erm, look that way. I just, you looked– and STILL LOOK… And that’s why I– I just wanted to… that.”

He paused.

“It’s– it’s a photograph. And, it can’t quite capture it, you know? But… you are… one of the most… brilliant things I see in this universe and… I just…” In a barely audible voice, he added, “I had to keep that moment.” 

He glanced up at you to judge your expression. He expected anger, but you only looked on at him with… shock. And curiosity. Perhaps you weren’t angry with him, or offended.

He was definitely suprised by your arms around him.

He reached up to hug you back, relieved. “You’re… you’re not angry?”

You laughed. “Why would I be angry?” You pulled away to look at him. “You know, I’m with you practically every day. I didn’t think you would’ve needed a picture to remember me by.” 

He gave you a small smile and sideways glance before quickly making an exit, escaping the console room. 

You smiled as he walked off.

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This or That: Sezahjen

Open curtains | Closed blinds

Stray dog | Housecat

People | Pets

Outside | Inside

Half-empty | Half-full

TV | Radio

Sing | Dance

Shoes | Sandals

Cash | Credit

Hike | Drive

Casual | Elegant

Center | Corner

Sword | Shield

Airplane | Boat

Fizzy | Flat

Garnished | Plain

Extra salt | Extra pepper

Spicy | Mild

Record player | Digital media

Opaque | Transparent

White lies | Complete truth

Blunt | Subtle

Noisy | Silent

Books | Music

Familiar | New

Youth | Experience

Spoon | Fork and knife

Knife | Baseball bat

Space | Ocean

Bow and arrow | Blow dart

Love at first sight | Slow burn

Freckles | Dimples

Long eyelashes | Long fingers

Soft lips | Sensitive neck

Stubble | Thick hair

Slow dance | Intimate conversation

Candlelight dinner | Stargazing

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A little break from fanart and boards for some hand studies. This originally started as me trying to differentiate hand shapes between my characters, but I was drawing these around the time season 5 of Samurai Jack premiered, and all the close-up shots of Jack’s hands really made me want to do more angular shapes, so I tacked on a couple more drawings. I threw in a paw for good measure.

This was also the first set of drawings where I tried recording myself back when I made that a goal of mine. I was testing out programs to use and my original plan was to use gifs instead of videos, but it didn’t work out for the majority of recordings. The screen capture program I was trying out also lagged my computer heavily and you can see it start to skip around in the gif.
Harry Styles: Singer Opens Up About Famous Flings, Honest New LP
One Direction's Harry Styles goes deep on love, family and his heartfelt new solo debut in our revealing feature.

January 2016. There’s a bench at the top of Primrose Hill, in London, that looks out over the skyline of the city. If you’d passed by it one winter night, you might have seen him sitting there. A lanky guy in a wool hat, overcoat and jogging pants, hands thrust deep into his pockets. Harry Styles had a lot on his mind. He had spent five years as the buoyant fan favorite in One Direction; now, an uncertain future stretched out in front of him. The band had announced an indefinite hiatus. The white noise of adulation was gone, replaced by the hushed sound of the city below.

The fame visited upon Harry Styles in his years with One D was a special kind of mania. With a self-effacing smile, a hint of darkness and the hair invariably described as “tousled,” he became a canvas onto which millions of fans pitched their hopes and dreams. Hell, when he pulled over to the side of the 101 freeway in L.A. and discreetly threw up, the spot became a fan shrine. It’s said the puke was even sold on eBay like pieces of the Berlin Wall. Paul McCartney has interviewed him. Then there was the unauthorized fan-fiction series featuring a punky, sexed-up version of “Harry Styles.” A billion readers followed his virtual exploits. (“Didn’t read it,” comments the nonfiction Styles, “but I hope he gets more than me.”)

But at the height of One D–mania, Styles took a step back. For many, 2016 was a year of lost musical heroes and a toxic new world order. For Styles, it was a search for a new identity that began on that bench overlooking London. What would a solo Harry Styles sound like? A plan came into focus. A song cycle about women and relationships. Ten songs. More of a rock sound. A bold single-color cover to match the working title: Pink. (He quotes the Clash’s Paul Simonon: “Pink is the only true rock & roll colour.”) Many of the details would change over the coming year – including the title, which would end up as Harry Styles – but one word stuck in his head.

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i’m too lazy put a read more so just press J to skip if you’re on pc (or just close your eyes and scroll if you’re on mobile lmao)


Those who tried to stop the killing game

Witch Tip

When writing a spell, I like to go through the who, what when, where, why, and how of the spell. 

  • “Who” is the target/recipient of the spell. In my case it is usually myself.
  • “What” is the objective/s of the spell.
  • “When” is the time frame of the spell. I include starts, ends, and any times it is to recur. These can be “when requirements x, y, z are met”.
  • “Where” is simply enough the location/s. May be tied to an individual.
  • “Why” gives you a nice reminder of the spell’s purpose, and can avoid spells backfiring ironically by “working” but against their ultimate purpose. This may be a good time to reflect on your rede or other moral code, and add a “clause” to keep your spell working within it.
  • “How” refers to the “route” which you want your spell to take, but also what energy will be used to power the spell.

This format lends itself well to written or digital records of your spell, and clearly defines all aspects of it.