the plasticthe f a t h e r.
Thanks, scruffyshezza, for the suggestion of the third gif ;)
At the Laurence Olivier Awards
that’s the worst
There’s somehow a difference between writing a character being sappy and cute and writing them mushy in a way that makes your stomach turn. Jess, I’m talking about Jess. I hate it when people over-sweeten him and forget he’s a bitter sarcastic bastard.
Bowie fans outside a David Bowie concert in 1973 at Earls Court, London.
Well written fanfiction with interesting plots but characterisation that’s off is really fucking upsetting.
The Ood were nothing without us, just animals roaming around on the ice.
When confronted with a cuddly cat, the lizard simply continues to lizard.
I will never not reblog this.