#to call them horrible names and tell them to die youre a fucking dickwad

[pitbullwithaship]

DOCTOR WHO LIVEBLOG S3 EP14 (2007 CHRISTMAS SPECIAL)

Yay more Christmas Shenanigans!! (I can't spell Shenanigans I'm trusting my autocorrect here)

OH YA THE GIANT BOAT HONK I FORGOT

THERES A BOAT

I love how he's says WOT it's hilarious

Pats his Tardis he's so cute

Those are sus angels

I knew they seemed suspicious that ones a robot

TITANIC SHIP LOL HOLY SHIT

They are indeed damned, Titanic is not a good name (I could go on a rant about this)

Anthropology tour

DONT GO AGAINST REGULATIONS

He seems mildly suspicious

That tv dude has very blue eyes

She's pretty

Primitive

They did not tell them why it was famous (the worst events always get the most famous (hindenburg, holocaust, titanic, etc.))

Aw poor girl

She's very pretty

Not sir lol

He's adorable

Uh oh he's got a tuxedo on

Lol I love him sets of the champagne in the rich snobs faces

Those people seem friendly

Old man captain seems mildly suspicious

INCORRECT INFORMATION BASED ON CULTURAL RELICS LOL

Ooh it's deserted that's not good

New Zealand is quite beautiful

WILF HELLO

They've learned, good for them

YOU JUST JINXED IT VERY BADLY

Those don't look like normal asteroids

I KNEW HE WAS SUSPICIOUS

She's a good singer that's a nice song

Oh no is young crewman going to die

Information: you are all going to die (lol)

WHO OFFERED HIM SO MUCH MONEY

Oh shit EXPLOSION

Ooh I bet the robots are evil

He's adorable (I genuinely just have to say that every so often)

Oh shit he's dead now

I like the name Astrid

Awwww he's so comforting (I think I'm firmly in the 'I want david tennant to be my dad' subtype of tennant fan)

THE HALO

He's so comforting and gentle I love him

Oh dear

Recites his name and address

I love him

ALLONS-Y

Ooh working class people, always helpful

What message? SHUT UP

Lol that's cute

Oh dear the door is opening

Oh dearie me

DUDE STOP BEING A SELFSIH FUCKING DICK AND HELP

Oh yay they got out

Lol she has game

Doctor.exe has stopped working

Aw poor Anthropology dude (I can never remember names)

Oh shit he's dead no he was so nice

Aww you're allowed to have emotions, but don't make the Doctor's guilt worse

I wish dickhead would die

Aww hugs

Oh shit they can fly

Baseball to the death

Aww he saved them all

Oh no he's dying no

Aww that's so sad nooo

He should have tried 1 first

Oh shit is she

Nooooo what nooooo that's horrible no she's dead nooo

He trusts dickwad with his screwdriver?

Okay what's gonna prevent her from going with him, is she gonna die too she better not she's really pretty

Well it's not fireworks bit it is sparks

Doctor.exe has once again stopped working

Okay he's off again

Oh fantasy trope of wasting questions

Take me to your leader (dude you already said it once but maybe that time didn't count)

Oh fuck is she gonna die

Oh shit that's creepy as hell he's a head

Ooh I mean he's evil but I do feel sorry for him with that prejudice

Retirement Home from Hell

No Astrid don't die!!

That's a shiny tooth

Ethereal music plays, true zen has been reached

Oh Astrid

Oh shit it's crashing please don't crash cmon

Dramatic slo-mo shot through fire

Okay what's he doing what's going on

SUPERMAN DUH DUH DUH!!

ALONSO HE HAS ALONSO

ALLONS-Y ALONSO lol

Calls Buckingham Palace lol

Aww the corgis

YAY SUCCESS

Thank yu doctor thank yu lol

That's so cute

What happened to the fact that dude got shot

Oh dear cmon work

She made her choice Doctor

We are made of stardust after all

Awwww that's so sweetcutesadpoeticamazingheartbreacking

Aww hug but he didn't hug back he likes hugs oh yes right he's a dickwad

Very wise old man

It's never real snow ugh

Bats his eyelashes lol

He's Rich!!

He can have a house!!! Aww I love him

*skips away*

Aww that was a cute episode

#doctor who #liveblogging #david tennant #tenth doctor #s3 ep14

[tasmanianstripes]

You know, for people who love to insist being fat is an illness, fatphobes sure do love harassing the supposedly ill people. I mean, we already know it's just an excuse to be a disappointing waste of space but it still says a lot about your morality when you have 0 issues with harassing people for their illness.

"BuT tHeY'vE cAuSeD iT tHeMsElVeS!"

And smokers caused their own cancer but if you went up to a fucking cancer patient just to call them horrible names you'd still be a fucking dick.

#thylacines can talk #theres NO excuse for harassment #you can criticise unhealthy coping mechanisms and lifestyle choices and thats okay but the second you walk up to the person practicing them #to call them horrible names and tell them to die youre a fucking dickwad #also this is not me claiming every fat person is unhealthy just fyi. some people are unhealthy bc of their weight but not all people who are #overweight are unhealthy. it all depends on whats causing the weight gain and how much there is #and no no matter how much the pseudoscience loving fatphobes want to tell you gaining weight isnt caused solely by overeating #ive known a person who ate a shitton of things and was underweight. weight is dictated by a SHITTON of cariables like enviroment. diet. #activity levels. genetics. metabolism. any underlying illnesses. hormones. etc etc #for me personally its my hormonal illness and bad coping habits. possible food addiction which is a kind of weird term for i eat bc im empty #inside lmao. but so far my onseity has caused me only incredibly mild health problems

[hayjeon]

Memory Lane ft. Yoongi

Drabble game #100: “I adore you.” 

→ grumpy husband yoongi au aka lots of fluff (mentions of sex) → 1.7k words, part 2

A/N: I recently had a realization that the way my blog is structured doesn’t really give me a great leeway to express my creativity and feels for the members at random. So this is the start to a really short series of drabbles for all of the members in super short (less than 2k) drabbles! To be continued! :) Hope you guys like it. 

more from this au: here, more drabbles: here

“You’ve got a wonderful wife there, son.”

Yoongi gives the elderly man a small smile and nods in agreement, clinking his beer can against his and tipping back the cold liquor into his throats with his eyes trained on you, a feat that happens quite often.

Often Yoongi finds himself just staring at you, in awe of how someone like you ended up with someone like him.

Your friends would describe you as sweet, bubbly, kind, selfless, and bright. His friends would describe you as “the light that shined in Min Yoongi’s horribly dreadful bitch ass life.” And although he always gives them a glare or just brushes their comments off with an eye roll it’s moments like these when he feels like the six dickwads’ words can never be any more accurate.

You’re kindly helping an elderly couple go down the steps, an arm around the grandmas back and your hand wrapped in hers. It’s like a hundred fucking degrees out here and he just wants to die and go curl up in bed and maybe fuck but you’re laughing with the other people on the tour with a wide smile and twinkling laughter gracing your lips.

He doesn’t really remember where exactly you guys are, some specific part of this terribly hot place called Bora bora, an overpriced area for a honeymoon but a place for him to spend his money on you nonetheless. And he’d originally convinced the wedding planner to give you two some time alone, rejecting the tour guide offers and group sightseeing options in exchange for what he expected to be a week laying in bed, maybe naked, waking up to the sound of ocean waters in his ear and the smell of your perfume in his nose. But all it took was a look of begging from your big ass beautiful eyes and he’d caved like a little pussy for you, grumpily agreeing to your wishes to take a look around this dreaded place with a group of other people he didn’t know.

And of course they had no idea who he was thankfully, cause he was not down to deal with people who were trying to make small chat about his music or his past as a boy band. But you warmed up to them in seconds, and all these couples ranging from young barely-twenty-somethings to elderly couples enjoying their fiftieth anniversaries are fawning over you like no other. And you have this stupid ass flower pinned to your hair and a skirt wrapped around your waist and all he wants to do is get out of this dumb ass sun and sleep after a nice bath most likely with you in it.

But then you smile at him and give him a laugh and he can’t help but smile back at you and take his hands out of his pockets and lift the camera around his neck to snap a few pictures of you. And as he skips through the pictures he’d already taken of you he’s again in awe at how karma has somehow skipped over his life. He’s the kind of guy to secretly implant viruses into Namjoon’s computer to get him back for the dirty dishes he always left in the sink before Yoongi finally moved out. He likes to sleep in his free time while goody-goodies like Jimin and Taehyung often are photographed volunteering at orphanages in their free time. He always points and laughs whenever Jin and Hobi get shit drunk and always pretends not to know then whenever they get in trouble and he rejects any of Jeongguk’s offers to go to the gym together. He’s a very specific kind of guy and his members always tell him that “karma’s a bitch” whenever he does something horrible. (Which is quite often by the way, because he’s sometimes bored out of his mind and usually takes out his wicked fantasy pranks on his members).

But somehow the bitch named karma never visited him cause he’s staring right at the biggest blessing of his life: you.

You, who dropped the fuck out of nowhere to grace his otherwise uneventful life after his band members and he decided to go their separate ways on good terms. He remembers the moment he met you, how irritated he was at his stupid ass dog who wouldn’t stop running no matter how much he called. Holly ran towards you and wrapped his leash around your legs while you were playing with your own puppy, Gracie. And even though it was entirely his dumb fucking fault for agreeing to babysit the fluffy menace in the first place, and his fault for running straight into your hand that was holding a venti americano (his favorite) he was in awe at how profusely you apologized and offered to dry clean his shirt and fretted the fuck out with a cute crease between your eyebrows.

And he remembers how for the following few weeks he’d held your business card in his hand, running his fingers over the formal, stiff material that directed him to the veterinarian with the instructions to “ask the awesome receptionists for Y/N if you ever want to get that shirt cleaned or have this cute little puppy get a check up!” His mother had been so surprised when her son suddenly called again and offered to take care of Holly for once, instead of her trying to bribe him with Lamb skewers to do the chore. You’d been so fucking delighted to have his lanky figure walk into your homey little vet shop with a grimace on his face and a cute little barking puppy in his arms.

He decided that Holly had a reoccurring cold right then and there and used that excuse to visit your office twice a week, something that the receptionists and nurses noticed but didn’t mention before always directing him over to your office whenever he opened that door. And he didn’t say anything either and just grumpily sat and watched you fawn over Holly before telling him over and over, “Yoongi, Im telling you Holly is perfectly fine.” with this twitch of your hip and a knowing smile on your face that drove him crazy.

Offers for coffee, meals, movies that you directed at him in apology for the events earlier that month somehow morphed into events that he insisted on paying for, insisted on picking you up for and dropping you off after. Then August bled into September and into November soon and somehow he was shyly curling his fingers around your own as your dogs played on the fields together and telling you, “So um, do you like maybe…wanna go out with me?”

And he remembers after you said, “Min Yoongi isn’t that what we’ve been doing for the past three months?” with a glinting smile on your pretty little lips, he’d leaned down and kissed the fuck out of them, sucking and biting until your lips were red and puffy and open, panting in short breaths and your cheeks blushing a fierce red. He knew right then and there that he wanted to make you his and then December was turning into another December and then another and after 2 years 4 months 6 days of meeting you he goes out to buy the prettiest damn ring there is and keeps it in his pocket and then secretly goes to the countryside to go meet your parents. He remembers his hands being so clammy and he was stuttering and making an absolute fool out of himself as he sits on that couch in your parents’ living room facing your father.

He feels so relieved at your fathers warm smile, the same smile you have, and a clap on his shoulder that makes him jump and he’s so happy he needs to pee. And then he asks Hoseok and Namjoon to help him plan an elaborate proposal that’s actually a big mistake because they don’t know how to plan if their lives depended on it. But it doesn’t matter anyway cause one night he’s watching you rummage around your kitchen to find the right ingredients to make him some dinner because he’d been looking “too thin lately!” when he pops the question, leaning against your counter.

“Y/N, marry me.”

You turn around, a pink frilly apron on and a spatula in your hand, as you face him with wide eyes. “W-what?”

He remembers with a start. “Oh shit, I’m supposed to do this, my bad,” he gets down on one knee, dressed in a comfortable t shirt and sweats, instead of the nice suit he’d prepared a while ago for the perfect moment. But right here, right now, he feels as if it’s the moment he’s been waiting for. “We’ve been dating for 2 and a half years today and I can’t wait until it’s three cause I’m desperate to make you my wife. I adore you.”

And then you’re crying and burning your finger on the hot pan and he’s yelling and jumping up to run your hand under water and you’re ignoring him and throwing your arms around him and crying “Yes yes yes!” while peppering his face with kisses and he’s laughing and then you’re both yelling because he fumbles with the ring and then drops it into the sink disposal. Three hours and a call to the plumbing company later, you’re nestled in his arms, his ring on your finger and he realizes with a start that he would never give up anything for you.

Which is why he’s standing here in the hot weather in a foreign country he never wanted to come to in the first place surrounded by people, the things he hates the most.

But he knows it’s all worth it as he snaps another few pictures of you laughing and smiling as some dancers grab your hand and lead you into the center of the circle of the show they’re hosting. You’re waving at him, jumping around with an elderly lady, a dancer, and a random guy he can't recognize.

“You caught a good one there.”

Usually when strangers talk to him, Yoongi tries his best to avoid further conversation. But as he gazes down at the pictures he has and the real life version of you, he smiles and clinks beers with the man next to him and takes another sip.

“Yeah, I think I did.”

The next Tae version of this is out here! :) 

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