This scene is seriously the cutest thing ever.
#Remember when there was a non-human person who hadnt talked to anyone of her species in decades #And her only companion was the man she loved and who ignored her or bossed her around and was rude to her #And Martha met her and the Doctor and Jack were busy doing ‘important shit’ #But Martha was the one who took the time to chat with her #To learn more about her language and culture #Who befriended her #Encouraged her to open up and joked with her and made her laugh #And then because of that discovered what they needed to know BEFORE EVERYONE ELSE#remember that #Remember that time Martha Jones was better than you #God bless Martha Jones
For real I don’t think there has ever, not even once, actually been a single real case of a girl “pretending” to enjoy geek shit to get in some fanboy’s pants because nobody would put that much effort into impressing a guy whose standards are that babyish and laughable. It has never happened, and it never ever ever ever will. Ever.
hell, most nerd girls I know will play down their nerdery because they don’t want to attract creepy neckbeards
So I drew this spider on the board as an illustration for a story I was telling earlier, and I caught sight of it a couple of hours later as a reflection on my laptop screen and it scared the lights out of me.
I want a Star Trek fanfiction in which an abducted romulan with a mohawk is bffs with a vulcan chick with blue hair
oh wait I’m living that
“On the morning of October 3, 1991, I woke to the sound of people shouting, “Susan kills babies!” outside our bedroom window. “Susan kills babies!” I heard again. Must be a nightmare, I thought. I’m home. I am not at work. I am in my bed, right next to Randy. But I was awake. I was in my own bed. This was real.”—
This Common Secret, Susan Wicklund
I remember seeing a video OneThirdGone posted about her group protesting outside a doctor’s home. I rolled my eyes at it and thought of how irritating they were. But after reading about the struggles of Dr. Wicklund and all the harassment she’s endured (and I’m not even halfway through the book yet), anti-choice protestors now make me physically sick.
They barricaded Dr. Wicklund’s home - they brought a mobile home and parked it in front of her driveway, and giant cement-filled barrels blocked the entrance. They stalked her daughter at her school, they posted “Wanted” signs all over their town. They made it nearly impossible for her family to leave their home.
If you think clinic protestors are okay, then I’m going to need you to do some rethinking.