After The War of Wrath…
“Eccleston was a tiger and Tennant was, well, Tigger. Smith is an uncoordinated housecat who pretends that he meant to do that after falling off a piece of furniture.” — Steven Moffat
I think we all know who that makes Capaldi.
This is the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
cybersyncing said: ok but hear me out: The Hobbit where everything is the same except Bilbo has the personality of Martin Freeman
(I am hopeless on most real-world situations, so I’m gonna pretend that I misheard this as SPACE prison and you get a GotG-inspired AU, K?)
From the moment Sauron first set eyes on Melkor, he had known in his heart both of them were going to end up in prison someday, and it was definitely going to be Melkor’s fault.
Sometimes being right got annoying, though.
"Hey." Melkor poked him in the arm. "Figured out how this place works yet?"
Sauron kept his voice even. “I can see the main power source from here, but I don’t know -“
"Shh." Melkor winked at him. "You just figure out where and what, I’ll figure out how to fuck it up."
"And eject us all into the vacuum of space," Sauron said under his breath. Unfortunately, Melkor was almost glued to his side due to the press of people around them, and heard.
"I’m getting the feeling you don’t trust me," he whined, pouting up in Sauron’s general direction. Sauron gave that matter some thought.
"Hard to say. Are you ready to admit video-messaging Manwë and staying on the line long enough for him to trace you to our main hideout was a bad idea?"
Melkor frowned. “It wasn’t totally a bad idea. I got in some great jokes about Eonwë.”
Sauron sighed, and Melkor smiled winningly at him. “Come on, just follow my plan and we’ll get out.”
"Oh, so now you have a plan."
"Something like that, anyway." Melkor leant out so he could see around Sauron’s arm, squinting at their fellow prisoners. Sauron glanced up at the observation window, concerned, but Mandos was absent for the moment.
"Okay," Melkor said, and his tone was so confident Sauron looked back at him with something like hope. He nodded decisively. "We need that guy’s leg."
We NEeD ThAT GUy’S LEg
Guys, I’m legitimately crying, this one is so good TT.TT
all the praise forever TT.TT
Fëanor - in black and white
When one of my family members asks why I don’t have a boyfriend
|—||The party after failing to learn anything about an NPC. (via outofcontextdnd)|
He went from Andrew Scott to Moriarty in .5 seconds.
YOU CAN PHYSICALLY SEE HIS EYES LIGHT UP WITH THE CRAZY