eat the rude

I heard the universe as an oratorio sung by a master choir of stars…the aria they performed was a song to break the heart…yet somewhere beneath it all was a piercing refrain of glory, glory, glory. — R.J. Anderson

randomsplashes:

[SOLVING MURDERS YEAHHHH]

bless the elementary writers (◡‿◡✿)

welcometorivendell:

okayophelia:

somerandomsong:

The Oncoming Storm by `Saimain

#i just squeaked #on the one hand bzuhh this is hot #i like my boys bruised and bloody#on the other hand this is terrifying on a deeply satisfying level #i want the literal doctor cold and driven to the brink of insanity #thrusting his bare hands into the still-beating heart of the monster #(which often it seems is his own self) #i want him stripped of that goddamn sonic screwdriver #i want him battling with his wits; i dont want him to hide behind the technology which refangs him somewhat (but on purpose) #(because if you reduce the doctor to his wits you are in fact unleashing him) #(and remember they literally built a box to hold this monster in) #(you can’t build a securer one than the one he’s already built himself) #i want your vicious unholy abyss stripped clean of the scabs you have carefully cultivatd is what i want #i want you ripping through everything in your way even as you bleed yourself #i want you angry i want you vengeful with the fury of eternity #with the guilt of the massacre of your own flesh and soul that you will enver wash clean #i want you smothered with the blood that has always adorned you #i want you destroyed and destroying #i want eternity reflecting the hollowness within you #i want….. so much and MOFFAT GET THE FUCK OUT SO I CAN HAVE IT BACK AGAIN GODDAMNIT (thymoss)

#yes thank #give me all your trickster archetypes transmogrified into embodiments of death and chaos #show me the blood staining the doctor #that we intellectually know is there; i want to see it in his bruises in the blood in the torn clothes and smoke from the battlefield #i want the centuries of careful control and barely-performed humanity to be broken through and have the alien peer back #i want the dark heart of rage that lurks in the centre of his humanism to ripple forth in anguish #and drive him proper mad #it’s all goddamn there in the text; davies saw it; hinted at it; showed us the abyss pouring out through the cracks ever now and again #moffat only plays at it

(okayophelia)

6/30 pictures of Natalie Dormer

You know… she solved you. The mascot.

“I try to believe like I believed when I was five… when your heart tells you everything you need to know.”