The Church On Ruby Road // The Giggle

Quick! The first OC you think of is dropped in the world of the last movie/show you watched. How are they faring?

graham o brien. youre not gonna like this. but you need to fly a second plane into the tower. its the only way to save all of history

Listening to this song feels different after reading this post.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

right yes. the dress. that is definitely what i was staring at. your dress. nice ass. i mean! dress! nice tits! dress! fuck!

new dress

Kinda sucks ass that one of the top posts on my blog is a picture of me from 2019. People are gonna peek in and think that’s what I look like.

Everyone like and reblog this picture so it goes away and everyone knows the truth!

Emergency Commissions

One of my checks was a couple of days late last week, and the more lucrative of my 2 proper jobs has given me only one day of work this week (seems to be system issue?? I'm waiting for a reply from my higher up, there seems to be a queue of sorts) I have no idea when I'm going to get my check this week, either. Although it's supposed to come in on Tuesdays, I have heard from coworkers it is likely to be delayed again. On top of all of this, I have had wifi issues for a week, and I work from home.

I was already going to have to do some commissions to make rent this month before the reduced work hours and wifi issues. I have to pay rent on Saturday, and I do not get a grace period. I cannot emphasize how screwed me, and both of my disabled roommates are if my check doesn't come in on time, which is apparently not likely to happen.

I am setting this goal for $600 which is how much I am going to need for rent if my check does not go through in time. I will update this post accordingly, and turn off rbs if I get my check before rent is due, but tbh if i thought that was happening I wouldn't be making this post.

Anyone who help with this can contact me at my art blog @theartistrans for art like you see above. There may be a bit of a wait because I have 2 jobs and this, but I will mail you the piece if you pay the shipping also.

Dm me for proof or more details. More details are also in my tags.

$C V PP Kofi

YEEEEESSSSSS a fellow 12&Clara stan!!! I may never know how a misogynistic chud like Steven Moffat managed to create my favourite fictional QPR I've ever seen in anything anywhere, but that's absolutely what Twelve and Clara are to me and I adore them <3 <3

the other day at the boston show during Sugar In My Coffee (which holds a special place in my heart as a coffee disliker, autistic person with food sensory issues, and ace person) you went on a doctor who rant which. huge mood. but i was reminded and wanted to ask - who is your favorite companion? please specify why in as much detail as you would like. i am holding the microphone out to you. speak your truth

12&Clara is special to me, and Amy Pond trying very hard to plough the Doctor the night before her wedding knocked me into a second puberty

pretty much same thing happened in canada, even down to the conservative leader losing his fucking seat. genuinely the funniest thing ever XD

liberals got fucking thrasheddddd lets go labour for the win. dutton lost his seat too which is hilarious. actually awesome let’s fucking go

every girl should make out with alternate timeline versions of themselves

tumblr user: I like your shoelaces!

punk: thanks. that cop had it coming.

tumblr user: what?

punk: what?