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Russell T Davies on Steven Moffat

We do not know how lucky we are.

When asked to consider Steven’s finest moments, I was overwhelmed by images. Heores and villains. Battles and beauty. Monsters and children. Then I realised that I’d only got as far as 20 minutes into The Empty Child -round about the joke about Marxism and West End musicals - and had to sit down for a cup of tea.

I think, as fans, we can focus on the detail - Mondasian Cybermen! - at the risk of missing the bigger picture. That picture being, in Steven’s case, that we’ve just seen one of the greatest sci-fi body-horror thriller action-adventure romances (plus comedy) of our entire lives, beamed on to our TVs for less than 10p, written by a world-class master of his craft who’s now so in command of his talent, he’s riffing on ephemera from 1966 and turning it into gold, whisky, sex, whatever turns you on best. We truly do not know how lucky we are to have a man of this calibre writing our favourite show.

Since leaving Doctor Who, I’m approached, now and then, by strangers who remember my withered husk from Doctor Who Confidential. There’s a glint in their eye as they say, “What d’you think of it now?” An awful lot of those people are dying for me to trash it. I think, genuinely, they’re trying to achieve an intimacy. I think, nastily, they want me to say something bad so they can take it online and have some strange sort of fun. And when I say, “I love it!” they often think I’m lying.

I love it. I love every episode the man’s written. I love the other episodes he’s rewritten and I think few people know how many that is. I love the detail, I love the scale, I love the people, I love the jokes. I love the fact that Steven himself is quite down on The Beast Below. The whole of the UK on a spaceship? The whole of the UK is a spaceship? I’d retire there and then, complete. Nope, for him, it just wasn’t good enough.

I love the man, in truth, I love his mind, I love his standards, I love his rigour, his darkness, his kindness, his ambition, his love of TV. I love the man who wrote the very last line of Coupling, which shows what a lovely human being he is.

I love his women. Consider, in bad fiction, which is most fiction, how women’s roles, which have suffered so many years of neglect that they can be summarised as ‘women’s roles’, fall into the same old categories. They are reduced to the Mother, the Wife, the Daughter, the Bride. Agents of sex and childbirth, nothing more.

But then look at what Steven does with those categories. The Bride stands tall at her reception - literally in her wedding dress - and summons the Doctor back itno existence with an Old Maid’s rhyme. When the Bride has a Daughter, it’s a vital part of a galaxy-spanning revenge. The Daughter then becomes the Wife, a woman of such swagger and joy and tenderness, the Time Lord finally falls in love. We’re not done yet. A lesser category pops up, the Dominatrix, complete with eye-patch, but don’t worry, the Bride who’s the Mother of the Daughter who’s the Wife kills her stone dead! Then a lesbian travels the universe and everyone adores her. And nestling at the heart of the show is Doctor Who’s very own problem category, the Companion, a title inherently subordinate to the Man. Until Clara comes along! Companion to every single moment in the Doctor’s life. A woman so strong that in her first appearance, and her last, Death itself cannot stop her. A decade before Wonder Woman, Steven started weaving his own vast female mythology across the stars, in a funny old children’s show on Saturday teatimes.

I could mansplain all day, but the other thing I love in Steven’s writing is the complexity. I’ve heard some tiny, distant rumours that some people might have a problem with that. But I think it’s the very thing that will ensure Doctor Who’s logevity. You see, in the old days, us older fans fell in love with this show because it was porous. It had gaps. It was cheap, it was rushed, it was lovely and brave and unapologetic, using three walls in Lime Grove to create an entire Dalek invasion of Earth. All those gaps allowed us in. We imagined the offstage armies. We embraced the wobbles and bumps. If Sutekh had a secret hand on his cushion, we hooted, or invented a reason why (Clara!). But we either imagined it better, or saw how good it was underneath. Which is exactly like falling in love.

Now, the modern show has a lot more money. You can see those armies centre-stage. Gallifrey is so gorgeous, it has a spare city. Cyber-fleets can explode behind Rory’s head as a throwaway joke. And sometimes, a lossy show allows the mind the slide off. But Steven has created a brand-new porous surface. He invites us into the plots. He gives us stories which vault and somersault and double-back and trick and trap and treat. It’s not so much porous, it’s more like a great big spinning double helix and we’re clinging on, spinning for our lives, and yelling with joy. Yes, it’s complicated, but that’s wonderful. It will keep people thinking about the show forever.

Okay, my favourite moment? It’s my favourite joke. A Good Man Goes to War. Rory approaches River Song in the Storm Cage, and she says she’s been on a date with the Doctor, to the frost fair in 1814. “He got Stevie Wonder to sing for me underneath London Bridge.” And for a second, there’s that lovely shiver as you anticipae the punchline. “Don’t tell him.”

That’s a small momnt from a man who’s created empires. But a favourite joke is a beautiful thing. I just looked up the line and it turns out, I’ve long since paraphrased it, but that’s even better - like I said, Steven makes us part of the text, and now I own it! The point is, I think of that line every few days. Literally, a couple of times a week, every week. Every now and then, when I’m washing up or watching TV, or walking into town, or whatever, it pops into my head. “Don’t tell him.” And I laugh. I laugh, every single time. It’s been making me laugh for six years and it will make me laugh for the rest of my life. Very few people can write a line capable of that.

We have been so lucky.

And she was different after that, in a way that made the rest of you proud.

I don’t really know how to say what this podcast has meant to me for the past half year. This point in my life is filled up with anxiety, and I desperately needed something to make me laugh, and to make me feel good about the world, and to give me courage. The Adventure Zone did that. It also accompanied me on aimless walks through the city, and long subway rides, and grocery shopping trips, and evenings alone in my kitchen. It got me writing stories again when nothing else could.

Lucretia especially–her fear and her love, her loneliness and her desperation and her resolve–brought me so much joy. Thank you, Mcelroy family, and Griffin especially. I made it this far. I made it.

Guardians of the Galaxy Roleplay Sentence Starters
  • "You'll die! Why are you doing this? Why?"
  • "Well that's just as fascinating as the first 89 times you told me that."
  • "Well I tell you what, that's gonna wear real thin, real fast, bud."
  • " I just wanted to tell you how grateful I am that you've accepted me despite my blunders. It is good to once again be among friends."
  • "This dumb tree is also my friend."
  • "I have lived most of my life surrounded my enemies. I will be grateful to die among my friends."
  • "Aww, what the hell, I don't got that long a lifespan anyway... "
  • "Well now I'm standing. Happy? We're all standing now. Bunch of jackasses, standing in a circle."
  • "We've already established that you destroying the ship I'm on is not saving me!"
  • "That is the most real, authentic, hysterical laugh of my entire life."
  • "Finger on throat means death!"
  • "They got my dick message."
  • "His people are completely literal. Metaphors go over his head."
  • "That dude there. I need his prosthetic leg. "
  • "God knows I don't need the rest of him. Look at him. He's useless."
  • "Well, supposedly, these bald bodies find you attractive, so maybe you could work out some sort of trade."
  • "That's for if things get really hardcore. Or if you wanna blow up moons."
  • "You just wanna suck the joy out of everything."
  • "Who put the sticks up their butts?"
  • "I am going to die surrounded by the biggest idiots in the galaxy."
  • "Fine, but I can't promise when all of this is over I'm not going to kill every last one of you jerks."
  • "See, this is exactly why none of you have any friends!"
  • "Oh she has no idea. If I had a blacklight, this would look like a Jackson Pollock painting."
  • "You got issues."
  • "He thinks I'm some stupid thing! He does!"
  • " I didn't ask to be torn apart and put back together over and over and turned into some little monster!"
  • "When I look around, you know what I see? Losers."
  • "You're an imbecile."
  • "I can't believe I got taken down by a raccoon."
  • "Raccoon? What's a raccoon?"
  • "Ain't no thing like me, except me!"
  • "We're just like Kevin Bacon."
  • "I live for the simple things... like how much this is going to hurt!"
  • "Dance-off, bro. Me and you."
  • "I like your knife, I'm keeping it."
  • "Oh, I was just kidding about the leg. I just need these two things."
  • "He said that he may be an... a-hole. But he's not, and I quote, 100% a dick".
  • "Well, I don't know if I believe anyone is 100% a dick."
  • "Let's see if you can laugh after five or six good shots in your freakin' face!"
  • "Creepy little beast!"
  • "I don't learn. One of my issues."
  • "Look at this thing. It thinks it's so cool. It's not cool to ask for help! Walk by yourself, you little gargoyle!"
  • "Hooked on a Feeling, Blue Swede! That song belongs to me!"
  • "Hold on a second, you're being serious right now?"
  • "I can't believe I'm taking orders from a hamster."
  • "You're a good looking girl. You should try to be more nice to people."
  • Aries: You always seem so full of life and vitality. It raises people's happiness instantly when you walk into the room.
  • Taurus: Having you around is brilliant - your voice is a grounding force and you're always good for a laugh.
  • Gemini: Wow. You have the best resting bitch face, the best smirk, the best laugh, and the best conversation topics.
  • Cancer: Being around you is relaxing because it seems like nothing can ever really go wrong when you're there to help.
  • Leo: Whenever you're there I can't take my eyes off you, it feels like wasting time when I'm not looking at you.
  • Virgo: You're easy to talk to because you seem so clever and polite, you never get boring and you never get bored.
  • Libra: Why does everyone deny that courtesy is actually great? Your manners are refreshing and you're drop-dead gorgeous.
  • Scorpio: You're so different to everyone else and the fact that you like it only makes us adore you even more.
  • Sagittarius: You are amazing at weird conversation starters and all your strange tiny talents make me laugh so hard.
  • Capricorn: People feel like they can do anything around you because you're so in control, we know nothing can go wrong.
  • Aquarius: No-one can beat your goofy jokes and you're so relaxing and un-judgemental, it's great to talk to you.
  • Pisces: You are so sweet and lovely, you have the cutest face and the dreamiest eyes. Your kindness is exemplary.
  • *in a hospital*
  • Jae: *holds Brian's hand*
  • Jae: Oh, my sweet darling. Here we are at last... *sighs* I wish we had more time. More time to share memories and laugh... *eyes start watering* I know you already know this... but... *tear rolls over cheek* now I have to say it. For the last time, because if I don't, it's too late and I'll regret it for the rest of my life.
  • Jae: *inhales*
  • Jae: I... I love you.
  • Brian: ...
  • Brian: ...I just broke my ankle...
  • Jae: *wipes eye* you were so young...
Everyone at Rebelcaptain's engagement party like
  • <p> <b>Leia:</b> My romantic life is a bit of a mixed bag but it's couples like you that give hope to the rest of us. Jyn, you deserve it and you found it. Cassian, don't you dare to hurt her.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> (laughs) I won't.<p/><b>Han:</b> Don't laugh, she means it.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> I-I won't-<p/><b>Kes:</b> Seriously man, don't hurt her.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> Okay, I'm not planning to hurt her-<p/><b>Shara:</b> You better not be.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> I'm not-<p/><b>Baze:</b> Hey Captain, you better watch yourself.<p/><b>Cassian:</b> Why would any of you think I would hurt Jyn? You're all my friends, too.<p/><b>Chirrut, Bodhi and Luke:</b> ...Eh.<p/></p>
everyone at hiccstrid's engagement party like
  • Heather (to hiccstrid): My romantic life a bit of a mixed bag but it's couples like you that give hope to the rest of us. Astrid, you deserve the best and you found it. Hiccup, don't you dare hurt her.
  • Hiccup: (laughs) I won't.
  • Dagur: Don't laugh. She means it.
  • Hiccup: I-I won't -
  • Snotlout: Seriously man, don't hurt her.
  • Hiccup: Okay, I'm not planning on hurting her -
  • Fishlegs: You better not be.
  • Hiccup: I'm /not/.
  • Ruffnut: Hey Hiccup, you best watch yourself.
  • Hiccup: Why would any of you think I would hurt Astrid?? You're all my friends too.
  • Tuffnut: ...Eh.

an endless list of that can’t-eat, can’t-sleep, reach-for-the-stars, over-the-fence, world series kind of stuff movies

never been kissed (1999); “That moment when you kiss someone and everything around you becomes hazy. And the only thing in focus is you and this person, and you realize that that person is the only person that you´re supposed to kiss for the rest of your life. And for one moment you get this amazing gift, and you wanna laugh, and you wanna cry. ‘Cause you feel so lucky that you found it and so scared that it´ll go away all at the same time.”


anyone who has ever truly known me in the last 14 years has known this true prince. noah has been by my side through up and down. thick and thin. feast and famine. in loving him i learned to love myself more fully. he taught me compassion and patience and generosity… and oh how he made me laugh. he made friends wherever he went. his spirit was pure. his love was legend. i am a better person for having had him in my life. but tonight we had to let him go. surrounded by love he went to sleep. and may he forever rest in peace.

Pharmercy Appreciation Week: Day 6 - Wedding

I have to go back and do days 4 and 5 because this weekend was much busier than I anticipated … but here’s day 6. :’)

Summary: Lena and Emily get married; Angela asks Fareeha to be her date.


Lena announces her wedding date a year before it happens. She and Emily are ecstatic, in love, totally and completely happy. Angela’s happy for them, too. Happier still when she goes to the bachelorette party a month out (both of them) - ridiculously happy to drag a drunken Farreha home after one, and then to have been escorted home drunkenly at the other by the same woman.

A week out and Emily calls her to go to lunch and Angela accepts willingly. Sitting across from the red head, sipping coffee after her meal Emily finally leans forward and, looking almost too serious says:

“So have you asked Fareeha to be your date yet?”

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It’s Your Lucky Day (M)

Originally posted by hugtae

Warning: Smut. Yoongi in general.

Long fingers tapped out a rhythm against the green felt table top, his coffee-brown eyes focused on the dealer’s hands as they reached out to him, turning over the second card in front of him.

“Nineteen.” She said flatly, sliding the nine of clubs along with his previous card–a ten of hearts–towards him.

He sliced his hand through the air in front of him, an invisible line parallel to his cards on the table to signify that he was happy with the cards he was dealt and wouldn’t be needing another. The dealer turned her attention on you, nimble fingers once more flipping the first of your two cards over; a queen of hearts. You could feel the man’s eyes boring into you as she flipped over the next card; an eight of spades. “Eighteen.”

Your eyes flicked to the man’s face, his gaze was still trained on the dealer’s hands, but you noticed the very subtle twitch of his lips that threatened to turn into a full blown, self-satisfied smirk. You rolled your lower lip between your teeth, your mind working to contemplate your chances of winning; you had eighteen, you needed a one to tie with him, and a two or three to beat him without going over twenty-one and resulting in an automatic loss. Those were very slim chances. You shook your head finally, deciding that the risk wasn’t worth it.

“Can I make you an offer?” His voice was low, playful, and he leaned closer to you, resting his elbows on the edge of the table. For the last half hour or so, it had just been the two of you left playing at the Blackjack table. You’d taken turns exchanging flitting glances and taunting smiles, but this was the first time he’d spoken directly to you.

“Hm?” You looked at him, brows raised in intrigue. Your response was casual, a stark contrast to the eager fluttering in your stomach.

“If I win, you’ll let me buy you a drink.”.

You pursed your lips to the side; not thinking over his offer, but pretending to. In reality, you’d made your decision the second he’d asked it, now you were simply admiring the way his eyes seemed to brighten with that same confidence you had seen when the dealer flipped over his second card. It was a look that said he already knew he was going to win. It wouldn’t be hard for him to win, all he had to do was hope the dealer revealed anything less than nineteen. 

“Alright. Deal.” You nodded once, giving him the briefest of smiles before you were looking forward again.

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2013 @ sunset boulevard in between songs the crowd went silent for a moment and chester was front & center and i took the opportunity to yell at the top of my lungs as loud as i could “I LOVE YOU” and he actually heard me and laughed the crowd got riled up at that and my brother and best friend shoved me playfully for starting them up again

i’ll never forget that