I've always been a geek, brought up on Star Wars and Star Trek, then I found Doctor Who, my inner geek has never shone more! So all my fellow Whovians and fangirls, join me as I pay tribute to one of the greatest television shows ever. (Also I am a Wholock supporter) :)

The Cumbercurve Equation

sherlock-has-got-the-blue-box:

jaradel:

idrillia:

deathbatontheloose:

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The equation I have come up with:

-2/3(x^(1/3))sin(2x)+4

Granted it’s not perfect, but with some adjustments on the graph Google created, it’s a pretty close fit.

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I hope the fandom approves.

Science. It’s a beautiful thing.

I bloody love this fandom.

Oh God , he’s got perfect curves.

(via bbcsherlockftw)

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Fandom life

"I think that’s what outsiders don’t get. They look at us and think "those people are bloody insane", which is completely true. But it’s the fact that we’re all insane together that makes everything so intensely special"

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9 months ago

(via ruedamour)

(Source: acraeus, via loveatomb)

I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
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9 months ago
I will always remember when the Doctor was me.

(Source: roryamy, via doctorwho)

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10 months ago

"It’s a very difficult era in which ti be a person, just a real actual person, instead of a collection of personality traits selected from an endless Automat of characters" Gilliam Flynn Gone Girl

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11 months ago

We don’t walk away. But when we’re holding on to something precious, we run. We run and run fast as we can.

(via loveatomb)

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12 months ago

This might just be the most accurate description of Doctor Who ever

(Source: formerlyflapperorslapper, via loveatomb)

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12 months ago

This might just be the most accurate description of Doctor Who ever

(Source: formerlyflapperorslapper, via loveatomb)

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12 months ago

marianaber:

wibbly wobbly challenge→ Favorite quote per season in colours abound
[2/7] Series 2

When you’re a kid, they tell you it’s all… Grow up, get a job, get married, get a house, have a kid, and that’s it. But the truth is, the world is so much stranger than that. It’s so much darker. And so much madder. And so much better.”

(via doctorwho)

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1 year ago

Ernest Hemingway (via jochristie)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via loveatomb)

You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?
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1 year ago
Omg look who showed up in my cosmo

Omg look who showed up in my cosmo

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1 year ago

Maybe In Another Universe, I Deserve You by Gaby Dunn (via synthetic-synaesthesia)

(via loveatomb)

What if, in another universe, I deserve you?

Hear me out. There’s this philosopher from the 1890s named William James, and he coined this theory about “the multiverse” which suggests that a hypothetical set of multiple universes comprises everything that can possibly exist simultaneously.

Are you following? The entirety of space, time, matter and energy is all happening at once in different timelines: It’s the idea of parallel universes. Right? So okay, let’s presume the multiverse is real.

Well then, maybe somewhere in those infinite universes is one, or several, where I deserve you.

Maybe there’s a universe out there — happening now — where we end up together and when I close my eyes at night, I’m not dreaming the way a normal person would. Instead I’m seeing flashes of our lives in the multiverse. They’re not simple dreams because I miss you, right? They’re scientific, anachronistic visions.

For instance:

In this universe, I don’t want a family, but maybe in another, I’m more of the type to settle down. Maybe there’s a universe where you hold my hand while I give birth to our daughter in a white hospital room with pink flowers and fuzzy teddy bears on the window sill. Where we take family vacations and pose for dorky pictures in our neon bathing suits on the sands of a Florida beach. Where we curl up to watch a cheesy movie at the end of a long day in our big, green, suburban house once the kids have fallen asleep.

Maybe there’s a universe where we are middle-aged and taking our child to college and bickering over where to put her dresser or what posters she should hang up. Where you kiss her on the forehead ‘goodbye’ and we drive home in contented, proud silence, your fingers grazing my knuckles, our wedding rings glistening. Where we both have gray hair and we laugh and smile and hug and drink lemonade on the porch.

Maybe there’s a universe where that’s the life I want. Where I don’t second guess everything and I’m not afraid of commitment and of the future and of love. Maybe there’s a universe without all the noise in my head and the pride that makes me so fiercely independent and the coldness in my heart that I can turn on and off like a security fence.

Maybe there’s a universe where I’m the right person for you. Where I adore every nice thing you did for me without starting to resent you. A universe where you actually end up with someone who appreciates you. Where no one becomes a doormat. Where both of us can shed our baggage and curiosity and issues. A universe where we’re happy — without wondering if that happiness is some messed-up Jenga game ready to topple at the slightest quiver. A universe where we’re comfortable and sure, and we have cats.

Maybe there’s a universe where we fall asleep next to each other every night like spoons, like two innocent bunnies — my face buried in your neck, hugging your warmth — and we both don’t want anything or anybody else. Where we don’t want more, we just want each other.

Maybe there’s a universe where I don’t covet so much all the time and where I’m content and where I don’t wonder about picking up and moving to Japan without saying anything to anyone and where at this very juncture, I can just know I’ll always want to come home and cook dinner with you.

If you think of it all this way, then it’s like neither of us did anything wrong.

You just found me in the wrong universe. That’s all. This is, as they say, the darkest timeline. Everywhere else, nay, “everywhen” else — us in the Civil War, us in Ancient Egypt, us in the swinging ’60s — we are happy.

If this theory holds, well, by the law of averages, there had to be one universe — just this one — where we don’t end up together. Here and now just happens to be it. If you think of it this way, nothing is our fault.

So see, that explains everything. We’re not together anymore because of the multiverse.

Well, isn’t that comforting?

If you’re sad, do like I do and just think of the other ‘verses. The ones where I believe in love and where I don’t hate myself and where I never feel the need to kamikaze relationships. A universe where we can have nice things. It’s helpful, right?

Because you could have loved me forever. And maybe in another universe, I let you.

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