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we should've had an episode after Last of the Time Lords where Jack and Martha conspire against the Doctor All's Well That Ends Well-style

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short film by jonathan djob nkondo, posted to tiktok by the artist who did the sound, nicholas snyder

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The pseudoraptor, an intelligent predator that generally lives in pairs and was able to survive the ecological collapse of the Fall.

Though they could kill an adult birrin, they are wise enough not to; in some cities they thrive feeding on urban pests and are much appreciated.

They can be seen walking openly in areas they are in partnership with the local birrin.

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[video by tommcgovern27. original caption: this one’s going out to anyone living in a studio apartment rn]

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They should make a spinoff about an interstellar orchestra whose job is to follow the Doctor around and provide the musical score for their adventures

Like, they're performing Doomsday and it's all sad and everyone's crying and then suddenly someone goes "GOD DAMMIT BECKY WHY ISN'T YOUR GUITAR TUNED"

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The Tumblr Experience

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saw this poster in my dream and immediately woke up to google who the fuck is Pedro S. 

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someone found a dollar this morning

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The real thing with ADHD is not "I forgot", but that forgetting is this ongoing process. I remembered! And then I forgot.

At ten this (hypothetical) morning I remembered that I have a meeting at six. And then from 11 through 3 I worked on other stuff and had zero thoughts about that meeting. Maybe even thought about what I was gonna do with my evening at home. Got attached to the idea of taking the time to make a good dinner, maybe play some video games.

And then at three I said, "Oh! Fuck!" and remembered again, hopefully long enough to set an alarm. And then I went to the bathroom and remembered that I need to clean the counter and spent twenty minutes cleaning the bathroom and went to get a snack and then at five I said, "OH! FUCK!" and had to scramble to dress like a real adult and get out the door.

It isn't one clean forgetting. It's a constant process of forgetting and then, with an exhausting adrenaline spike, remembering. And then forgetting. Baby, I can forget the same thing more times in a day than you ever forgot your parents' anniversary.

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Watched this in school. Absolutely blew my mind.

I do but keep the peace. Put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me.

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It's been two days since my transformation, and my stepmother Wormwood (I don't even know if that's her real name) is already bringing the gun out.

On Tuesday I made the mistake of using our only bathroom for about two minutes longer than usual. Of course, Wormwood being Wormwood and my dad being my dad, I ended up as a swan in the end.

Now, I understand if you think this is some tragic story of "woe is me, I am a bird and cannot live in the human world!"

No. This is no tragedy.

I am getting revenge.

On Wednesday I woke up way before anyone else. I flew up to the windowsill and tapped on the glass with my beak, as hard and as loud as I could. Oooh, Wormwood was so angry! She threw a crystal at the window, and I just honked at her mockingly.

Then I pulled out some of my chest feathers and clogged up the gutters. When the next rain comes the basement will be knee-deep in water! The ingredients will be ruined!

Today Wormwood came outside with a rifle. Her spells haven't been effective at keeping me out, like she could even dream of trying.

So naturally, I swooped down and knocked out out of her hands. Before she could pick it back up, I unloaded it and swallowed the bullets.

Then I flew off to the lake and coughed them back up. Normally swans don't do that, but I have magic in me. Of course I can swallow lead bullets and cough them up!

Tomorrow, I'll just do it all again until she goes out of her mind.

You are a princess. Your evil witch stepmother turns you into a swan. Instead of running away to mope around in a lake and be beautifully tragic, you decide to stick around the palace and cause problems on purpose.

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Why do all of my favorite fictional characters always fall into the category of "full of rage", "still learning how society works", or "can and will use the concept of hybridization to singlehandedly create a new species"?

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I love physical media! I love having CDs and records and tapes and DVDs and Blu-Rays and books!