what i'm thinking:
december 24th, 9pm, eastern standard time. from here on in, I shoot without a script and one day more, another day, another destiny and the sun'll come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow, there'll be sun and I BELIEVEEEEEEEE THAT SATAN HAS A HOOOOLD OF YOU and 96,000? daaamn. 96,000. dollars? holla! and suddenly seymour is standing beside me, he don't give me orders, he don't condesCEEEEEEEEEEEEND and greens, greens and nothing but greens, parsley, peppers, cabbages and celery, asparagus and water crest and fiddle ferns and lettuce and don't cry for meeeee, argentinaaaaaaa - the truth is I neeeeeever left you and jamie is over and jamie is gone, jamie's decided it's time to move on and I've got to be where my spirit can run freeee, gotta find my cooooorner of the skyyyyyyyy and there's a moment you know, you're fucked. not an inch more room to self-destruct and I am the one who knows you, I am the one who cares, I am the one who's always been there and TOUCH MEEEEEEEEEEEE, it's so easy to LEEEEEEEEAVE MEEEEEEEE and I don't know you, but I want you, all the more for that and good morning baltimore, every day's like an open door and tonight, tonight, it all began tonight, I saw you and the world went awaaaaaaay and tell me more, tell me more, did ya get very far? tell me more, tell me more, like, does he have a car? and paaaaast the point of no retuuuurn, the final threshold, the bridge is crossed so stand and watch it buuuuuuuurn and I'd rather be nine people's favorite thing, then a hundred people's ninth favorite thing and fly dove! sing sparrow! give me fat boy's famous arrow! gimme gimme that thing called looooooove and life's cANdy and the SUN'S a ball of butter, don't bring around a cloud to rain on my paraaaaaade and nobody, in all of oz, no wizard that there is or was, is ever gonna bring mEEEEEEEEEEE DOOOOOOWWWWWNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!
alexanderhamiltonALEXANDERHAMILTON AMERICA SINGS FOR YOuUUU! Will they know what you overcame?? Will they know you rewroOoOoOoTe the gaAAAAme? The world.. Will neeEeEever be the same!!! Woaaaahhhh SHIPISINTHEHARBORNOW, SEEIFYOUCANSPOTHIM,, ANOTHER IMMIGRANT COMIN UP FROM THE BOTTOM,,, HIS ENEMIES DESTROYED HIS REP, AMERICA FORGOT HIM,, WE? FOUGHT WITH HIM. ME, I DIED FOR HIM. ME, I TRUSTED HIM, ME I LOVED HIM.
I'M THE DAMN FOOL THAT SHOT HIM (shot him shot him)
THERE'S A MILLION THINGS I HAVEN'T DONE! But just you waAAAAAAIT
Stanley: Oh come on, Stanford! All I ever heard growin’ up was, “Lee! Why can’t you be more like Stanford! He does everything right and neeeeeever gets into trouble!
Stanford: OH! Right! If I was so peeeerfect, then why did I still get trouble from everything you DID!?
Stanley: Pfff. Like What?
Stanford: Basically everything! “Ford! Why did you let Stanley drink a glass of raw eggs and puke everywhere! I didn’t Dad! I told him not to do it and he said FIGHT ME, POINDEXTER! I got grounded while you were crying and vomiting!
A/N: hey guys sorry it’s been forever! Life gets busy sometimes :p but anyway, I saw Frozen and it was fucking amazing (and then I saw it 4 more times and it was even bETTER) and I’ve been listening to the soundtrack nonstop for weeks and so I felt that a Frozen fic was essential.
Summary: Anna spent most of her life living in a castle without much human contact, especially of the physical kind, so of course, she’s never actually been tickled. Kristoff is going to change that.
Anna was happily speeding through the halls of the castle, intent on finding either her boyfriend or sister to entertain her because well, she was bored. She couldn’t even fathom how she used to deal with living in such isolation here before the gates had been opened and Elsa and her had finally become close once again.
Anna zipped around a corner and slammed straight into a large block of a man who’d been coming the other way. She collided into his chest with an ‘oof!’ and then looked up to see a familiar face grinning down at her, “Where are you off to in such a rush?” Kristoff smiled, wrapping her up in a bear hug.
Anna blushed and smiled back, “Oh- sorry! I was just looking for you!”
“Well, I think you found me.” The blonde chuckled, “What is it?”
“I’m having a small crisis.” Anna began, definitely catching Kristoff’s full attention; he was about to see if she was okay when Anna dramatically huffed out, “I’m bored!”
1.)List the Doctors in order from your favourite to least favourite:
NOT DOING IT.
I LOVE THEM ALL.
CAN’T DO IT.
28.)Name 3 pairings you like from the show: I’m asuming this question is asking for cannon pairings? Ya know what? Fuck it. I’ll do both! So:
Cannon: Ian/Barbara obviously, these two adorable little bastards I swear to GOD. Rory/Amy cliche I know, but I just liked these two together, and lastly the Doctor and the Master it’s been cannon since the 70s shut up.
Non-Cannon: Ultimate OT3 Liz/Doctor/the Brig, Two/Jamie even though I dub it as cannon…hehhe… and Peri/Six, ooomffff
47.)Who would you want to return to the show if they could?:EVERYONE. I WANT ALL MY CLASSIC BABIES BACK. YOU HAVE COAL HILL? HAVE IAN POP IN! (LOOKING AT YOU CARETAKER EPISODE) WHAT’S THIS? MORE UNIT? OOO LOOK MIKE YATES AND BENTON! I DUNNO HOW WE LANDED IN AUSTRALIA CLARA BUT—BOOM TEGAN. And OF COURSE THIS INCLUDES THE BIG FINISH BABIES AS WELL. GOTTA HAVE MY BIG FINISH BABIES. EVERYONE. PLEASE. JUST ONE BIG SAVING THE UNIVERSE CAMEO. C’MON.
the irony of reading TERFs post about how only men attack trans women when just the other day a friend was telling me about how a trans female member of staff at the major British institution she works at was beaten and left for dead in the women’s toilet. Like. But sure. Cis women are neeeeeever violently transphobic.
oh no those poor allo people having their representation taken away. cause we neeeeeever see sexually active couples in media. nope. and we see so many diverse ace characters in media. they aren’t all emotionally distant and seen as strange and usually not even human.