nudiemuse:

woodelvish:

I’m sorry I had to

This made me almost spit water everywhere.

(via maggieblueberry)

In the moments before she dies, a woman whose hair used to be bright ginger is visited by a man in a bowtie. She does not know who he is and thinks about giving him a piece of her mind till he moves forward and presses his fingertips to her temple. Memories flood her mind. People and planets and places she had saved alongside a long streak of nothing rush back to her. She remembers being the most important woman in creation. Then with a smile on her face Donna Noble closes her eyes and sleeps forevermore. The Doctor simply looks on with tears in his eyes as his best friend leaves this world with the only gift he could give her.

definitelyafangirl:

patruelesfratresomnes:

donnanoble-the-sasstronaut:

mrloopysquirrel:

wHy

hello yes, 911 send me an aMBULANCE

http://media.tumblr.com/1e61a86ead077f2e50feaee7d1627ff9/tumblr_inline_mkyaipZkZx1qz4rgp.gif

I’m literally in tears right now. This would be so perfect and heartbreaking.

(Source: onginalmaz, via imsarahcate)

disabledpeoplearesexy:

from the German modelling/photography project “AnderStark”… wow

disabledpeoplearesexy:

from the German modelling/photography project “AnderStark”… wow

Transgender woman arrested for wearing sheer top, jailed with men.

daggerpen:

I just.

You arrest her because her top is too sheer and shows her nipples, something that is only a crime for women.

And then you jail her as a man.

Fucking fuck.

(via fuckyeahfeminists)

A thousand wolves have eaten grandmother, a thousand princesses have been kissed. A million unknowing actors have moved, unknowing, through the pathways of story.
It is now impossible for the third and youngest son of any king, if he should embark on a quest which has so far claimed his older brothers, not to succeed.
Stories don’t care who takes part in them. All that matters is that the story gets told, that the story repeats. Or, if you prefer to think of it like this: stories are a parasitical life form, warping lives in the service only of the story itself.

Terry Pratchett,  Witches Abroad (via adramoetic)

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mrsmarymorstan:

bakerstreetbabes:

Yes, you did.

I bet you Mycroft was so pissed off…. that was his favourite cheese!

(Source: awkwardstandinglewiskennedy, via maggieblueberry)

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melteddali:

lustnspace:

Photographer:  Francois Rousseau

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menophiliac:

girljanitor:

innocent-bystanders-inc:

nudiemuse:

princelesscomic:

girljanitor:

Self Evident Truths

S. Ross Browne

Ummm…I am so VERY into this right now!

But Black people in period or fantasy settings totally makes the stories unreal.

Also holy shit I love these.

How come I don’t run across this stuff regularly?

Because of racism and the retroactive erasure of POC in Medieval Europe. Pretty much the same reason you almost never see these works of art either unless you’re already looking for them:

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um yes

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