Doctor/river/jack Is The Funniest Poly Ship Cos They Are All Married To Each Other , They Are All The

"Look Pim, I know it's our job to help this guy and everything, but I think this guy's a lost cause. "

what are your views on p0rn?

not really a question with a simple answer. i don’t find the concept of pornography and portraying non-simulated sex on video to be problematic. a lot of work i consume and am interested in creating across multiple mediums is of a graphic sexual nature and i think it’s perfectly fine to engage with media of said graphic sexual nature. people fuck and like to see fucking, it’s a tale as old as time. on the flip side, in a similar vein with most things (including religion), i think the organized industry aspect of it is pretty diabolical and harrowing. sex trafficking, abuse, extortion, and child pornography, especially regarding women, is pretty rampant in the industry and always has been. so while i’m fine with the concept of porn, the porn industry is pretty much rotted to the core and needs a massive overhaul/exposing. however, as with the government and religion and most other things, i highly doubt it will ever get one.

House, Wilson, and Amber share a california king bed. every night House and Amber jump onto it and wrestle (NOT sexual this is pure violence and power struggle) until Wilson walks in in his nightgown and floppy nightcap christmas carol style, at which point House and Amber immediately move to their respective sides of the bed so that Wilson can get in between them. while they're getting tucked in Wilson says something insane he thought of while he was brushing his teeth, specifically designed to spur House into another round of 4d chess with him at work tomorrow. then House and Amber kiss Wilson on both his rosy schoolboy cheeks at the same time. they all go to sleep after that but periodically through the night House and Amber will wake up and lean across Wilson to whisper evil things into the other's ear, because they're both trying to induce night terrors in the other person. it has never worked but they're still trying. Wilson hears it every time but he thinks it's funny. like it or not this is what domestic bliss looks like <3

“What can you write about the Doctor that celebrates his maleness? … Nothing. Absolutely nothing. It occurred to me, and I said this to Chris, ‘he’s not a man, is he?’ He’s just not. He’s an alien who looks like a man, who’s about to be an alien who looks like a woman. He’s got nothing about him … I don’t think he’s checked which gender he is. I think if you said, what are you, a man or a woman? He’d be like ‘uh huh’. He doesn’t care.”

— Steven Moffat x (via ileolai)

the most awful thing about thoschei is that they love each other.

they were childhood best friends. one of them murdered for the other and changed the trajectory of their lives forever. they grew up to hate each other, they’ve spend hundreds of years fighting and exchanged an amount of “please, join me” and “over my dead bodies” that’s honestly a little embarrassing. they hate each other so much (“how could you kill?” “how could you cure?”) but there’s no one else who knows them as well as the other. it is familiarity at first. i know you, and i will keep knowing you, and maybe hating you is comforting enough. the time war happens. if they didn’t understand others, they certainly don’t now, last of the time lords as far as they’re aware. if that wasn’t enough, one of them finds out the other is this deity so far out of their worldview (“above” them) and shatters.

and THAT. that’s what hurts. because if they were rivals, it would just be unfortunate. you are stuck with the person you hate the most, but you find other things to do, and they show up sometimes, and it’s fine, you leave them to their own devices. there’s a whole universe to see, after all. it’s possible to keep your distance. you don’t have it in you to care.

except you do care. you love them. you’ve loved them through every regeneration that it might as well be written into your artron energy. you need to be as close to them as the universe allows, so you plan to kill them as an excuse to see their face. and it is an excuse. if you really wanted them gone, you could have killed them off by now. for all your elaborate, stupid at times, schemes and silly costumes you are remarkably clever, and if you’re being honest with yourself, the costumes are just a way to get their attention. because you love them. even when you don’t want to. you like it when they look. you burn cities so they’ll turn their head.

sometimes you find yourself on the other side of the equation, and you love them. you love them so much it kills you over and over because you keep giving them a chance. you keep begging them to run away with you, and they won’t, and they never will, and you carry hope anyway. it kills you and kills you because you love them when you shouldn’t. you see it in every companion’s face. your empathy for them has gone past your usual savior complex into something raw, something ugly, something you keep hidden away between your two hearts except for when they’re in front of you and it comes pouring out. you love them. you wish they made it easier.

they should keep bringing richard e grant back as alternate versions of the doctor more often. every multi doctor episode should include him but as different people, this panders to me and about 10 other people specifically it would be great

I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money. 

“A scam” people are fucking wild.  

I feel called out!

all i have to say, after listening to the natural history of fear, is what the fuck? paul mcgann sure eats a rat

finally listened to scherzo and alas as a 2023 chronic tumblr user the most coherent commentary my brain can seem to produce is “this too is yuri”