How did people describe the taste of cilantro before modern soap was invented? Or did the cilantro-tastes-like-soap gene not exist then? (Writing a Socrates x Plato fluff fic)
im sorry youre writing what now
im sorry but the conversation between ten and jack through the door of that radiation room in ‘utopia’ is one of my favorite tenth doctor moments in the entire show
ten is a dick to jack several times in that episode but the unsettling openness of that conversation isn’t really something we see ten show with other characters? that conversation got real???
jack listing all the ways he’s died, ten giving him that sarcastic smile, jack feeling angry at being left without explanation, ten not expressing any kind of remorse, jack teasingly calling him prejudiced, ten laughing, them talking about rose (the first time ten rly talks about rose to someone who knew and loved her), ten actually accepting jack’s “I’m sorry that she’s gone” without deflecting
and then we have ten very bluntly asking “do you want to die?” and jack trying to avoid the question but ten insisting!! like that’s such an intense question to force someone to answer but it’s one immortal to another and he really wants to know.
it’s such a dark conversation but it really feels like one of the only times the tenth doctor speaks to a companion without trying to hide anything. and by the end of it they’re almost flirting? and after it’s over it’s like they’ve both relaxed around each other a little, like some of that tension has gone
My fatal flaw? I can't name genres of music.
How can people hear a bunch of funky tunes and think "Ah yes, this is Indie Folk Rock with Punk influences" like what???
what you need to understand about recommending a show to me is that no matter how much we both know I'll like it, I can't watch it until the Neurodivergence Department in my brain approves it. I don't know when that will be, and I don't have any more control over it than you do.
I made Medarda, Kiramman, Talis, and Piltover wax seal stamps! I won't restock once these run out, they were more for me to make stuff I personally wanted to have ; )
The painting process of Jayviks, Silco and commission ~
name 2 foods with the same ingredients that otherwise bear no similarities whatsoever?
It is simply not fulfilling to enjoy media in the height of its popularity. You need to show up so late to the party that everybody else is gone and the hosts are asleep so you can rummage through their trash for chip dip and stale hors d’oeurves to eat alone in the dark like a dirty little raccoon secret
you can pry starting sentences with 'and' or 'but' out of my cold, dead hands
Just... What do you mean by this? What do you mean that a love I have not felt would be the reason for me to accept a love that I should not accept? What do you mean that my desire to be loved by someone, and I will take it to be anyone, anyone who sees me as who I am, who cares for me who I am, who look at me and tell me I am beautiful, and that will be enough for me to just give all of myself to that person, and all of this is not my fault? Because how can it be? How can it be when I haven't felt that before? When I haven't had someone tell me that I am beautiful, I am accepted as who I am? Did my company give them joy? Oh my God. This quote right here. It's so... It frees me of that guilt I feel when I'm with someone that I should not be with. What do you mean? Hey, silly, where's your self-respect? How can you be with that person? It's just the bare minimum. I know it is bare minimum. But it is something, right? Why can't I have just something? When I haven't had any one single thing in forever. Can't it justify my desire to be loved even if it's just something?
The Universe: *Torments Lauren* Me: *Also torments Lauren...but like, in a silly way*