how to walk like a queen [x]
my dad just came into my room and laid on my bed so i proceeded to cover him in stuffed animals to cheer him up
then mom joined
if this reaches 100,000 notes i swear to gOD
IF THIS ISN’T YOUR FAVOURITE YOU’RE LYING
a wallet that will never be stolen from your purse
that’s fucking brilliant
how, by putting a dollar in gift wrap?
i don’t get it
it’s not gift wrap
then what is it?
perfect use of gif ^^
BLLOOOOODDDD. Its used for BLLOOOOOOODDD
so is that blood money then
I wanna see how many people on this site are into it.
I know there are more
don’t lie guys i know you live on smut
I’m sorry but scrollers
Read and write.
I asked my brother if he has read fanfiction.
He replied, “have I breathed?”
“When A Bell Rings”
By LicieOIC, based on a story by Jill Barnett
Secret Santa fic for re-sile
Pairing - Ten/Rose
Rating - NSFW (eventually), this chapter Teen
Summary - Jaded financier, John Smith, nearly runs over an odd woman named Rose with his carriage in Victorian…
Paul McGann (1/??)
How many children there were on Gallifrey that day
If they lived outside the dome, not a Time Lord in the Citadel would’ve counted them. Outsiders, Shobogans, they weren’t even people to the Time Lords. Moffat’s conveniently forgotten this as well as the fact that Time Lord =/= Gallifreyan. And the fact that a near immortal race would not have 2 billion chilidren living on it’s homeworld. I mean, canonically, we’re not even certain how Time Lords have children. Are they born? Are they Loomed? Is it something in between? And let’s not forget that Time Lords ship their children off to the Academy at eight after subjecting them to staring into the raw power of the vortex. And it’s not spoken of what happens to those who fail that test. But no… let’s forget all about that and think “what about the children!?!?!”
WHAT IS HAPPENING WITH THIS. what.
EVERYONE STOP THE INTERNET
GET OFF THE INTERNET, NEVER MAKE A GIF AGAIN
THIS IS THE BEST GIF EVER AND I WILL NOT HEAR A WORD SAID AGAINST IT
……….I dont even know what to say
So where’s the counterpart of Watson ruffling a hedgehog out of his hair?
He prefers his shoulder, and he likes to lick Martin’s face.