I am an Anglophile stuck in America. I cope through Doctor Who cosplay(River specifically). I also cosplay other things british like Being Human and Misfits. Enjoy!

 

nyguaard:

[climbs to the top of the empire state building] [yells] GREGORY LESTRADE IS NOT STUPID HE IS DI FOR A REASON STOP CALLING HIM AN IDIOT

abbbington:

I feel like this line right here from Rory is one of the most underrated lines in the whole of the Ponds Era. I don’t believe I’ve ever seen this moment on my dashboard before which I can’t quite understand because for me, it’s one of my favourite moments in Rory and Amy’s relationship. It may not be as big a gesture as waiting outside a box for 2000 years or jumping off a building together, but this line just means so much.

Rory is told that he will spend the rest of his life in a hotel room, never being able to see the outside world again, and what is his first and only question? “Will Amy be there?” Because as awful as the situation sounds, he’d be willing to do it if he could have Amy by his side. And that for me is why his moment is so important. I truly believe that if The Doctor had said Amy would be with him, he wouldn’t have even attempted to run or put up a fight. Instead he’d happily spend the rest of his life alone with Amy, never seeing anyone or anything but her. Because that ladies and gentlemen, is just how much Rory Williams loves his wife.

I learned that I was right and everyone else wrong when I was nine. Buck Rogers arrived on scene that year, and it was instant love. I collected the daily strips, and was madness maddened by them. Friends criticized. Friends made fun. I tore up the Buck Rogers strips. For a month I walked through my fourth-grade classes, stunned and empty. One day I burst into tears, wondering what devastation had happened to me. The answer was: Buck Rogers. He was gone, and life simply wasn’t worth living. The next thought was: Those are not my friends, the ones who got me to tear the strips apart and so tear my life down the middle; they are my enemies.

I went back to collecting Buck Rogers. My life has been happy ever since. For that was the beginning of my writing science fiction. Since then, I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.

Ray Bradbury, “Drunk and in Charge of a Bicycle” (via roundtop)

raddlest:

those people that u love so much and want to talk to them all the time but u feel like ur annoying them

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(Source: raddlest)