August 2012
Stephen Fry on Homophobia: This is fucking amazing.
My own view is that most homophobia, if one wants to use that rather crummy word, has almost nothing to do with sex.
“But have you any idea what these people actually do?”
“You know what the greatest tragedy is in the whole world?… It’s all the people who never find out what it is they really want to do or what it is they’re really good at. It’s all the sons who become blacksmiths because their fathers were blacksmiths. It’s all the people who could be really fantastic flute players who grow old and die without ever seeing a musical instrument, so they become bad plowmen instead. It’s all the people with talents who never even find out. Maybe they are never even born in a time when it’s even possible to find out. It’s all the people who never get to know what it is that they can really be. It’s all the wasted chances.”
—Moving Pictures by Terry Pratchett (via itseasyjusttolookaway)
- Police: Okay so tell me what happened.
- Supernatural fandom: Well, it was all quiet, we were just like anticipating season eight... And then-
- Harry Potter fandom: And then they came out of NOWHERE! IT was madness, the gifs, the pictures, the ships!
- LOTR fandom: *Rocking in the corner clutching hobbit teddies*
- Doctor who fandom: I still have nightmares...
- Sherlock Fandom: Suddenly Reichenbach seems like a good idea...
- Police: Okay, calm down, we'll sort this out ju-
- Avengers fandom: GAAAAAGGG REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLL!!!!!!
- All other fandoms: RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!
Quite Right, Too: Part 4
AU in which the Doctor is a best-selling children’s author and Rose is his new illustrator.
PART ONE, PART TWO, PART THREE
It’s been a few months now, and they’re busy on a press tour, traveling about promoting the just-released book.
A whole two weeks of car rides, book shops, autographs, and sneaking into each other’s hotel rooms late at night.
It’s Donna’s idea that they keep their relationship private. The Doctor’s ready to shout it to the heavens (and he’s done it a few times, as they’re walking late at night, suddenly shouting “I love Rose Tyler!” while she laughs and tries to shush him).
“It’ll just get a lot of attention you don’t need,” Donna tells him. “You write for children, you don’t need rumors about your love life in the press. So keep your hands to yourself, at least in public, alright?”
“Yes, ma’am,” he says cheekily, reaching over to the chair next to him and squeezing Rose’s knee.
“Bloody hell, you could at least wait until I leave the room,” Donna says, fighting back a grin.
“Then get out, would you?”
Reblog if you're gay, lesbian, bisexual, pansexual, transgender, asexual or a supporter.
This should be reblogged by everyone. Even if you’re straight, you should be a supporter.
- loki: kneel before me, puny huma-
- all of tumblr: *falls to the floor*
- loki: ...well, that was easy. now-
- all of tumblr: oh my god look at how precious he is when he's trying to rule!
- loki: wha-
- all of tumblr: look you can see the pain in his eyes even now!
- loki: look here, i am trying to control your lives, you insolent little-
- all of tumblr: omsfkdkjsdgkdmgks loki skdjksaljdlkasj
i love how tumblr is a bunch of really intellectual activists who understand politics, religion, sexuality, and literature better than most of the human population
but put an exceptionally attractive British man in front of them and everyone is reduced to
ALKSDJFLADSJFLJASLDJF;KSADJFLJSDLKFJS
OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU FACE SIR
UNF UNF UNF UNF GET NAKED IN MY BED NOW
THE NOISE I MADE WAS NOT HUMAN
a week on tumblr
Nine/Rose and Toothpaste for Emily
With each kiss shared, she kisses him longer and longer. She likes to anchor him to herself by his ears, pulling and tugging at the naturally made handles for her.
When she explains her fascination with his ears, he grumbles and flushes red with embarrassment.
Still, she clutches him just a little bit harder and her tongue strokes the inside of his mouth to a little bit longer. Rose just wants to know how he almost always taste of cool mint and toothpaste.
