Why Is My Taste In Men Always ‘married Men In Their 40′s/50′s Who Are Married And Mostly All Live

What if…..Sherlock was a 70s sitcom.

Here’s the story of a clever detective

comic edits ➳ wandavision (2021)

“ You are a witch. You are the Scarlet Witch. Harbinger of Chaos. So it is written. So it is foretold. ”

Me being both 🤝

You guys have noticed too, right?

I want people to stop attacking nonbinary people who describe their genders in abstract, flowery terms. And I want them to stop dismissing them as “just teenagers who don’t know any better”, too.

You know why? Because cis people do the same thing all the time and nobody bats an eye about it.

Manhood and womanhood are associated with symbols, colors, animals, astronomical objects, mythological figures, a whole list of things that have no inherent gendered properties, and that’s fine. (A lot of those symbols are stereotypical, but some binary people still embrace them, while others have come up with alternate symbols that better reflect what being a man or woman means to them.)

If men and women can describe their genders in abstract, symbolic, poetic terms, so can nonbinary people.

WELL

are you down bad for any other members of the extended t*m universe?

BIZZARE QUESTION

hm urghhhhh no i dontk think so ? matt i think, i dont rlly show interest for any other ppl, matt def def

If watching David Tennant in Dr.Who didn’t impact your taste in men and/or your gender presentation, you are IRRELEVANT to me. I will be taking no further questions at this time.

why do u cencor tom's name ? /genuinely asking, completely harmess question

I'm kinda new in this tumblr community and it seems like it's been the standard?

Maybe I'm wrong, but that's what I've seen.

“I’ve been quite lucky in that I’ve managed to tick off a few of my dream roles, really. Beyond that, you wait for the next script to come in that will have the dream role that you don’t know exists yet, I suppose.”

Happy Birthday David Tennant! (April 18th, 1971)

Alone is what I have, alone protects me. Caring is not an advantage. Don’t get involved. Sentiment is a chemical defect.

.. But look how you care about John Watson.

So, India is dying.

Look, I know a good number of you are from the US and things aren't amazing there either, but my country is literally on the brink of collapse. So I'd love it if we could talk about that for a minute.

If you can't do anything else, please just read and reblog.

A second COVID wave has taken out the healthcare system. There are no more hospital beds. There's an oxygen shortage. There's a critical vaccine shortage. The Central Government has thrown its hands up and is passing the baton to the State Governments to do what they can.

There are over 16 million covid cases. A record 330,000 new cases reported yesterday - comparable to the US at its peak. 187,000 dead as of today.

There is no plan.

Mass cremations are taking place. The cremation grounds are running day and night and they are short on wood. People are watching their loved ones die while waiting for a hospital bed, and then they're unable to give them the proper burial rights.

Hospitals are overwhelmed. Patients are being confined, two to a bed. They're the lucky ones.

We are on the verge of people dying in the streets.

This is the second-most populous country in the world. The largest democracy. A country that encapsulates over 15,000 years of recorded human history and has endured everything from famine to invasion to colonisation.

We might be at the end. This might be the thing that does us in.

People are dying.

People are dying.

People are dying and there is no plan.

More good news? Variants are popping up. A double mutation strain has shown up. It is resistant to current vaccines. This will not go away. This is the devastation they warned of when the anti-maskers were out protesting the minor inconvenience of covering their face in public.

My country is on the verge of an emergency state. Our government has failed us. This is as dire a situation as it ever could be.

Look. I don't do much with my life. I write fics, some of you have read them and that's pretty much it. I spend my days with my head in the clouds because that's where I like to be.

But two days ago, my grandmother tested positive, had to be taken to hospital and the ambulance caught fire.

She barely made it to the urgent care she needs.

So, here I am, using whatever meager platform I have to cobble this request together. Because I have to do something.

If you can, donate.

Or spread the word.

Help. Please.