i'm still so disappointed that potd wasn't a bodyswap episode. think about it. think about it. the master turns on the machine. the machine suddenly stops and the doctor stumbles out. "everything is fine," she says. "the master's plan, it didn't work!" yaz believes this because her faith in the doctor is so absolute that she believes that the doctor would just magically not be affected by the master's plan. they fly off in the tardis together as the doctor smiles. the camera lingers on her smile for just a moment too long. over the next few scenes, as they deal with the cybermen or whatever, it becomes increasingly obvious that this is not the doctor. the things she says, the actions she takes, hell, even her simplest mannerisms aren't hers. and yaz realizes. they're the master's. his plan did work. he lied to her, and now she's in real danger. yaz having to defeat the master somehow while they wear the face of a person she adores, commandeering the tardis from them, and going back to the machine room. and there's the doctor, the real doctor, in the master's body. together they figure out how to reverse the effects and swap back again, but something went wrong. the forced regeneration was too much stress on the doctor's body, and now she's regenerating for real. as she realizes this, yaz looks at the doctor and realizes she will never truly be able to trust the her again because of how the master lied to her, and asks to be taken home.

just think about it. yaz having an actual reason to leave other than the doctor going "bye now!" giving thirteen a reason to regenerate that wasn't "hit by large, slow moving beam". not to mention that whittaker and dhawan playing each other's characters would be so fucking delicious. chibnall i will never forgive you for this absolute waste of an opportunity

Something I feel often goes unrecognized in discussion of Harry Osborn is the fact that he is the Only Child of a Single Parent.

In my experience/observation (both real and fictional) the only child/single parent bond is so inexorable it's hard to fully comprehend. Few other things will bind two people together in such a way.

Like many familial relationships, it's full of a thousand little hurts that will probably never get brought up again. Sometimes you let the relationship go by the wayside in pursuit of your own life goals because you take it for granted that family will always be around. But there's a unique flavor to it.

Deep down inside you there's an awareness that it's Just The Two Of You. For the child, it may have been just the two of you from your very earliest memories. Sure, you know other people. There are extended family and friends and maybe the parent has a romantic partner or two. But at the end of the day, in your home, in your hearts (something you carry with you no matter where you go) the two of you are all you have and all you feel you can really depend on.

A world in which the two of you aren't together is almost impossible to picture and you don't want to try, even in the moments you wish you could just get away from each other. Being an only child separated from a single parent for the first time ‐ even on normal and amicable terms like when you move out on your own - makes you realize, again and again, how many ways your parent has influenced you. The things you say that you heard from them first, the habits, the opinions. You love them, but sometimes it feels like they still... OWN you, even though you are your own person. Sometimes that frightens you, but the alternative is even more frightening.

Like all love, it'll make you behave selfishly and irrationally at times.

And it'll really make you DEFENSIVE.

If you're Harry Osborn and complain a bit about your dad being a dickhead while deep down wondering if he really even cares about you, that's one thing. But if anyone says a word against him in your presence you have to backtrack. You have to argue in his defense because he's all you have and you're all he has. Loss would unbearable.

Look, guys. It has been years since Harry and Norman Osborn have gotten along or been able to really enjoy each other's company, if they ever could. But if anything happened to the other they would kill everyone in this room and then themselves, do you understand what I'm saying?

Green eyes, yeah the spotlight shines upon you

And how could anybody deny you?

there is fucking HATRED in that mans eyes. that is PURE MALICE, dawg. this is the face of a man about to violate the fucking geneva convention. this is a man ready to do 25 years to life. never have i seen so much goddamn pure spite in this motherfuckers eyes holy fuck how did blackbird not just instantly shit his fucking pants LOOK AT THE MAN. THAT IS BLIND RAGE. THAT IS SPITE THAT MOTHERFUCKER HAS NOT MUSTERED SINCE THE GIRL IN WHITE. OH MY GOD. THAT FUCKER MUSTERED ENOUGH RAGE TO KILL A SHADOW KILLER

don't EVER go check on ANYTHING on urbandictionary.com when you're supposed to be writing...

derek f-hale-ure my beloved <3

"you're not supposed to get what you want, man" completely normal words to leave dean's mouth which reveal nothing about his entire worldview. okay

the way our specialest disaster boy is out here just "nah I'm fine" matrix dodging anyone and everyone's help or concern tho like ??? bro's got mad parkour skills. bro can salsa. bro can cha cha real smooth

he'll change that subject like he's changing radio stations, force a smile, absolutely just eject himself from the situation if anyone so much as even tries to force him to admit he's not okay

ah yes 😌☕ that there is the prodigal son

“My Lord, Please Calm Down.”

group projects in grad school a unique kind of evil made moreso when the sign ups for groups are so so confusing

I'm going to be honest rn. I would rather bash my head into a wall repeatedly than say I've "ran out of spoons". that being said I'm at my fucking limit

people really think they can talk to me any which way and get away with it huh

so just found out someone spotted my autism at like 7/8 and no one thought to say a fucking thing to me wtf

ate too much now im suffering the cuntsequences

Contemplating throwing myself off the tallest roof I can find because I couldn’t finish rawnsyf today due to power outages so enjoy this adorable photo of Marcia and the chapter will be up tomorrow assuming I don’t throw myself on the blade first.

Thank you Kore for fueling my insanity 👍

images mer set me for this endeavor /lh