i’m cackling

the ninth doctor trusted rose enough to believe she would stay with him after his face changed. and twelve took some convincing but towards the end of deep breath accepted that clara would stay by his side no matter how old he looked. but thirteen was so used to losing people. her previous self had loved clara and lost her, he had looked after bill and failed to save her, he had tried to redeem missy and (to his knowledge) lost that cause too. no wonder she wouldn’t trust yaz to stay for her fourteenth face. no wonder she believed she ‘had to do this next part alone’. she had grown quietly distant with the new knowledge that she was no longer even an ordinary gallifreyan, not something of this universe, but outside of it, alien even to the aliens. isolated and inaccessible, standing on an invisible pedestal her ancestors placed her on — a pedestal that more resembled a cage. glass walls on all sides like the forced regeneration chamber. thin glass wall between her and yaz now, transparent but too solid to break through. harder than azbantium when there’s no solid footing to stand on.

of course yaz would run when she saw her new self. of course she would leave. companions would never stay now, they would never fully understand. when thirteen said that she would need to do ‘this next part’ alone, by ‘next part’ she meant ‘the rest of her (potentially eternal) life’. it’s the classic gambit: push the one you love away before they get the chance to reject you. because they always will, now. either that or they die in horrible circumstances. better to flee like you’ve always done.

this is why the bigeneration was a narrative necessity, why the giggle was the perfect vision of a positive finale. the original version of the doctor gets to settle down with people that he won’t lose. people that he won’t turn away from. people whose hearts he won’t inevitably break. he’s sitting there in the back yard and he’s not going anywhere…

…yet somewhere out there in sheffield lives a police officer named yazmin khan. she’s not all sunshine and rainbows — all cops are bastards, after all. sometimes she takes her nameless rage out on a shoplifting suspect. sometimes she hands a parking ticket to a kid that didn’t deserve it. and sometimes she does genuine good for the community, sometimes she goes to the club and dances with strangers, sometimes she sits on the sofa and watches a documentary about space exploration and laughs at the painful inaccuracies. and many miles south, the doctor spends time with his family, but he’ll never get the courage to visit her. because she’d want to run away with him again. and he could never give her that, not anymore. anything but running.

yazmin khan loved the universe in the eyes of her doctor. oh, that doctor in the garden? the stay-at-home-doctor? he’s brilliant, but he would never be enough for her. his presence would never replace the cosmic vistas and myriads of stars thirteen gave her. and she’s never coming back

(visibly shaking) guys i promise i'm soo normal about mean gills au. i think about it a normal amount. guys ple

every time someone mischaracterises jay ferin as the therapist friend a fairy loses its wings btw. put some respect on her emotionally-constipated ass.

EVERYONE SEEMS TO HAVE MOVED ON SO WELL, ITS LIKE NO ONE EVEN CARES THAT SHES GONE. ISNT ANYONE ELSE FUCKING MAD? OR CONFUSED? I WILL TEAR THIS WHOLE WORLD APART FOR AN ANSWER, SINCE NO ONE ELSE SEEMS TO WANT TO.

unironically some of the BEST shots in the history of doctor who, I'm not joking

When I did King Lear with Richard, I didn’t know anything. I knew how to be kind of real on stage. We’ve rehearsed for about a week, and I’m in Richard’s house at a 4th of July barbecue, and I’m going on and on as young men do, just painfully about myself. Kenneth Branagh cast me in Much Ado, I had done Dead Poet Society, I had done The Age of Innocence with Martin Scorsese directing and some play on Broadway I’d done and how great it was. There’s an addiction to being approved of by many, many, many people you don’t know and never will. I was telling Richard about all this and the other people at the party, and he said: “Robert, I don’t know you very well, but I just want you to know something and you may not absorb it right now, but all these things you’re talking about. It’s all shit.” He said: “We sat in a room today and we talked about King Lear for 7 hours, that was your day today. I’m older than you and I’m here to tell you it doesn’t get better than that. You can be on Broadway, and you can know all the famous people you want, but ultimately, you’re going to be dead pretty soon and none of these things are going to matter. The only thing that’s going to matter is how you spent your day.” Obviously, it was quite a bit for a young man in his twenties to hear, but I didn’t need time for that to affect me or to absorb it. It happened at the moment, and I was never the same, ever. If I had never met Richard Easton, it’s possible that I’d be an insufferable, drug addicted, very wealthy, not very good actor in the Hollywood hills right now.

Robert Sean Leonard in "A Life Well-Lived: Wisdom and Memories with Richard Easton on The Lucky Ones"

That one post where it was like ‘let Jay have boyfriends too’ is so real. She needs some boyfriends to go along with all her girlfriends!! Let’s start with chip and gill

The green names had a terrible time this session! :D

I just need to share my vision:

The albatrio finally reunite after their separate quests. They're so happy to be together. Everything is great. But Jay notices something is... well, odd about them. More odd than usual. She jokes to Chip, "what, did you two kiss again or something?" And again, she cannot stress enough that this was a JOKE. But Chip is turning 18 different shades of red and now she's intrigued because there's obviously a story.

"We kind of...got married?" Chip will squeak out.

"... and you didn't ask me to be your best woman?" She's a little offended.

"What? No, it's not like-- it wasn't a REAL wedding, it was just... Gill's goddess really likes marriage or something. She protects newlyweds? We had a big fight coming up and Gill's like, ordained for this kind of stuff, so we just sort of... you know? It seemed logical at the time."

"... ... you got married for TAX PURPOSES?"

"Battle purposes, yes," Chip says. "And we're both still alive so clearly it worked."

She stares at him. And then it dawns on her. "Oh my God and Gill doesn't believe in divorce--" She grabs Chip by the shoulders. "You got trapped in a marriage AGAIN. How does this keep happening to you?"

Gill walks by, blissfully unaware of the entire conversation, and cheerfully kisses Chip on the cheek like it's nothing. Chip discovers a new, 19th shade of red in which to turn.

Jay bursts into hysterical laughter. "Good to have you back, Jay!" Gillion says, and keeps walking.

I actively try to combat the amount of Gillion favoritism by giving Chip as horrible of a time as possible, picking it up and then going 'omg!! i love chip!! writing him is so fun" (I have picked up a dried husk)

the fact hozier said he wrote moment’s silence because he saw that someone on genius lyrics interpreted a line in take me to church as a reference to oral sex and he was like “if you want a metaphor for oral sex, here you go!”

“There’s plenty of fish in the sea”

Well maybe I’m not a fish.

Maybe this entire world you live in where you find partners to love openly and freely and it’s normal and natural is an environment where I drown.

Maybe this thing you call love can take forms you’ve never considered. Forests. Tundras. Deserts. Mountains. Stars. Maybe I need a wider view than the swift beat of waves can afford. Maybe I need slower seasons to acclimate my emotions.

No, I don’t know what my love will look like. I’ve only ever been around fish. I don’t have the words to describe what I’m longing for. But it’s certainly not in the water.

Ok ok but guys listen to me liml.

Martyn and Scott got together for a team up, which Martyn has been reluctant to do, still feeling a little bitter about 3rd life and the fact that Jimmy chose Scott over him. Yet he team up with him, he spend his time and in such a short time Martyn got it. He understood what Jimmy saw in Scott. There was nothing more that Martyn wanted to do than to protect Scott and make sure they both stayed alive. They have to. They had to.

It didn't take long for Scott and Martyn to actually start dating, and they were not subtle about it. The whole servers saw this. The clockers, Team ties, noisy neighbour's.. bad boys... Jimmy.

But both mean gills felt like something was missing here. When they cuddle at night it felt lonely. They both missed someone. It was clear to the both of them that Jimmy, their stupid silly Canary should be with them.

Martyn wanted to reach out at times, drag Jimmy away from Joel and Grian and hold him close. Bc Jimmy's HIS, HES HIS, HES BEEN HERE FIRST.

Scott of the other took a more passive-aggressive tactic, trying to use his own time as a way to steal jimmy. He had more than enough time. All he had to do was convince Jimmy that he's a BETTER ally he could ask for.

On the other hand, Jimmy wanted to do everything in his power to avoid the mean gills, and every single time, he failed. It felt like the two of them were going out of their way to interact with him, and Jimmy didn't know what to do with that. He felt weird. He felt maybe a little betreyad. The two people he had romantic feelings (and still hoboured them deep inside) are now together, happy, smiling. Jimmy didn't know how to react other way then to avoid his own feelings because he felt he might explode otherwise, scream and shout and.... he's frustrated. At least leave him alone... he doesn't need to see that...

The bad boys, Joel and grian, knew something wasn't right. Every day, it seemed like Jimmy was getting a little worse and worse, and they did not know what to do. So they did the only thing they could do. Their beds got smacked together so Joel and Grian could cuddle Jimmy as they sleep, so the other would not feel alone, but know that he has people to relay on. Out of the two, Joel seemed like the more protective one, getting into mindless fight with Martyn and Scott, shouting at them and insulting. But grian was no better. Instead of shouting and threatening the fish men, he opted on trickery, cruel traps, and annoying stuff. Grian would do anything to make the mean gills life a little more miserable.

And Jimmy is non the wiser about it all <3

FOR A BEAT OF HEART, THE BREATH IS SHOT. AND WITHIN A BREATH, THE HEART IS CAUGHT. THE PIPES ARE BURSTING, UNDER GREAT STRESS, BOLTS TORN ASUNDER, MAKING A MESS. A FINAL COUGH, A FINAL RETCH, A GOREY SLOUGH, CLAIMED BY WRETCH.

arachnids in the uk // legend of the sea devils