(since I’ve been rereading Immortals, have a Numair/Daine!)
To Days to Come...
. . . All my love to long ago.
Happy New Year!
Because Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without Mrs. Baddeley’s famous plum pudding.
Sometimes the reason you write things is to inspire art that’s better.
(via ziyal)
Ah yes, tomorrow is the time to remove the mystery cubes from beneath the festive cone and tell tales of a large red intruder
(Source: birdfacts, via non-binar-ysunset)
Imagine yourself and your icon getting caught under a mistletoe. You stare at each other. Your icon reaches up, grabs the mistletoe, and eats it without breaking eye-contact.
(Source: imagineyouricon, via lesbiangang)
The Eighth had brought some mistletoe,
And aimed for Seven, to Seven’s woe:
‘Ah! No! Rrrrrevolting! Ace! D’you mind?
Try Six, he’s more that way inclined.’
‘That way inclined? Inclined? What, me?
I burst with masculinity![…]
Five called to light the pud this year –
‘You’re good at starting fires, I hear?’
The dancing flames sent Eight insane:
‘Yes! I remember! Pudding Lane!’
He planted Five with juicy smackers,
Two and Seven pulled on crackers,[…]
‘I knew Puccini once,’ sighed Eight,
‘He had the softest lips.’ That’s great,
But stay away from me, you sissy,’
Four looked cautious, Eight looked kissy.
Three o’clock, the Queen appeared,
The Third, all patriotic, cheered,
But Eight, lips puckered, mistletoe handy,
Went for the clown and got the dandy.
Tried again to get the clown,
But got a slap, so settled down.
“The Feast of Seven… Eight (and Nine)” by Vanessa Bishop, from ‘Short Trips: A Christmas Treasure’
In which the Doctors have a Christmas party and Eight tries to kiss all his former selves.
Because… yeah.
(via theheroheart)
(Source: asexualconnor, via big-finish-sketches)
Happy 52nd Anniversary Doctor Who!
“Conditions were severe for horses at the front; they were killed by artillery fire, suffered from skin disorders, and were injured by poison gas. Hundreds of thousands of horses died, and many more were treated at veterinary hospitals and sent back to the front. Procuring equine food was a major issue, and Germany lost many horses to starvation through lack of fodder. Several memorials have been erected to commemorate the horses that died.”
Remember the soldiers that lost their lives, as well as all of the animals that served along side them.
THIS. I have spent all semester researching the use of animals in war and there are things you cannot even imagine. I cry on a daily basis reading accounts of animals in war.
(via kosherkylo)
In the real world, a soldier’s promise cannot bring back the dead.
The pioneers of a warless world are the youth that refuse military service. -Albert Einstein
Remembrance Sunday 1914 - 2014
(Source: talvisyreni, via swarleystinson)
(Source: bobbimorses, via kosherkylo)
Happy Halloween)
(via regionsofkindness)