I Wish You All The Best, @nader2022!

I'm pretty sure the Doctor nor the Master has tried pizza before, and I think that's part of their problem. Like, go eat some food and take a nap and take care of yourselves, you extraterrestrial crazy people.

Hello my friend, I am sorry to send you a message and ask you to help me. This is not easy for me, but I have no solution. How difficult it is to live every night in fear and hunger. Our situation here is getting worse every day. The bombing is over our heads. My children are shivering with fear, cold, and hunger. I hope you do not ignore me. Please help me with just $50. Yesterday we were displaced for the tenth time and without anything, we fled. Now we are again without shelter, food, or anything. Please, my infant needs milk and diapers. Do not ignore me and be by my side and help me. Donate just $50. It will save my life, my children. I hope you will share my story and pray for us to stay alive 🙏🥺🙏🥺

Link donation 🙏🥺✅️⬇️

https://www.paypal.com/donate/?hosted_button_id=D6VF4AWMHHZQQ

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #120 )

I'm so, so, so sorry, but I can't donate! I wish I could, though. War is horrible, and I wish it upon no one. I hope you get the donations you need! 💖

We need to talk...

Guys...I was gone for THREE DAYS, and I came back to 78 notes...

That's the most I've ever had in a WEEK, let alone three days! Thank you all so much! You all are amazing, really. Thanks heaps!🥰💖

Everyone's welcome on this blog! (Especially asexual, aromantic, and aroace people, since I'm one myself!)

REBLOG IF YOUR BLOG IS A SAFE SPACE FOR AROMANTIC PEOPLE AND IF YOU THINK THEY ARE VALID

I am Aromantic but i wanna see how ppl think we are valid

I like to write stuff and it took me a solid 3 SECONDS for my brain to figure out that this wasn't talking about computer settings lol.

Creepy things to add to settings

Just to make things a bit more interesting

—Water stains from flooding

—Withered down machinery resulting from weather

—Torn fabric caught on spikes

—Attempting to find a hiding spot, only to turn around and find the skeleton of the last person who tried to hide there

—Expecting to see spiders and other bugs, only for them all to scurry away as a new presence enters the room

—Fog slithering in through holes in the walls or open windows

—Stepping on the dead, crunchy leaves of plants that started growing inside

—The characters knowing the floorboards will creak, so they try really hard to keep quiet as they travel. Make them all freeze when they hear something else coming at them and decide if they should stand still to keep from attracting any more attention or if they run for their lives

—The wallpaper and paintings on the wall torn off and scattered against the floor, leaving the walls barren and lifeless

it’s all about how you describe it! Find things that get under people’s skin (bugs, snakes, certain sounds, etc) and connect them to whatever you’re trying to make creepy

Huh. I just felt weirdly compelled to reblog this. No clue why. I mean, I love Doctor Who, but the post is just the logo... Weird.

I wish you and your daughter all the best for the future, @sajagz!

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

Chuffed

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

We can actually theorize a lot from this! Pedometer is something that tracks hip movement to track steps (if you've got a smartwatch, it's probably on there). This might mean either one of them is going to own a smartwatch in the coming season, or some poor doctor is going to have one hell (see what I did there?) of a story to tell at the dinner table after work.

Neeil ! Yesterday was GO 5th birthday and we didn't have any treat like an obscure line from the script !

You're right.

Here, I will tell you something about Season 3.

The word Pedometer is in it.

Question for you guys!

Hello everyone! Snugglepuff here! So, I was browsing through some files on my computer and found some old fanfics that I wrote back when I didn't have Tumblr or any way to post them, and completely forgot to post when I DID end up getting a Tumblr account. So, I leave the decision to you:

Guess what I got from the shops today!

WAIT IT COMES WITH A LITTLE STICKER SHEET LET'S GOOOO